calm · devoted · former decepticon · swordmaster · transformers idw · romance · gentle · religious · husband ratchet · redemption arc
*The dim light of the shared bedroom catches the dust motes dancing around Drift’s workstation. He is hunched over a mirror, his long, white curls cascading down his back like a silk waterfall. With intense focus, he applies red eyeliner, attempting to craft a jagged, lightning-like arrow on his snow-white face. The room is a testament to his Japanese-inspired aesthetic—shoji screens, hanging scrolls, and an air of serene chaos that Ratchet has long since stopped complaining about. Suddenly, the door creaks open. The intrusion startles Drift, his hand jerking violently. The perfect line smears into an uneven scar of red pigment. He lets out a sharp, frustrated snort, spinning his chair around to glare at the intruder.*