#[blurry optics: anon]

[my-writings-and-musings]

(Spoilers for TFE if you haven't seen the newest episode!!!) Could you do a bot! reader x bumblebee, where instead of him she got sent out to find grimlock and ended up getting her energon stolen, instead of his? Thank you!!

I've seen them and I definitely like this idea! I did a little one shot after the fact, I hope you like it anon!

For those who don't know; if you like my writing style you can always commission me!

The last thing you remembered was trying to transform when a wave of exhaustion had taken you offline, the impact of fighting for days without rest finally taking its toll and forcing your battered frame into an emergency stasis after you'd been sure the kids were safe. Recalling the young Terrans and their human siblings brought a flash of alarm to your processor, forcing it to boot up completely as protective programming took control. Only the considerable pain lingering in your battered mesh kept you from flying off the berth you found yourself on, rooting you to the spot with a groan as you settled for cracking open your optics.

A servo was laid over your own as soon as you caught a blurry yellow figure overhead and at your side, but you didn't need the visual to clear before a familiar voice allowed you to identify them.

"Thank Primus you're awake!" Bumblebee said with emphatic relief, his other servo dipping beneath yours to tightly grasp it. Even as the fog of your injuries and long overdue nap kept you from fully catching up to the moment, your worried grimace softened to a smile at his touch, much of your fear evaporating at his presence. The Scout began fretting over you as soon as his wide blue optics met your own. "Does anything hurt? How are your energon levels? We've got you on a drip, but I can top you off."

"I'm fine…" you promised, despite not having the energy to stand. Flinching at the pain of speaking, you brought a spare servo to your throbbing helm, closing your optics before a quick glance around the room increased your confusion. The small medical bay was not Philadelphia, and more resembled one of the many secret safehouses the Autobots had scattered across the globe. "How did I get here?"

"The kids had to tell their parents about their little field trip. Lieutenant Malto called Optimus, and he arranged for you to be brought here. Ratchet just left, he said you'll be fine after a few days." Bumblebee explained thoroughly, going down your list of concerns as only a bot who knew you as well as he did could. The news helped you relax, but the lingering sting of the energon draining needles that had pierced your mesh made you need a touch more clarification. 

"So the kids are okay?" you asked. When he nodded in confirmation, you returned his hold on your servo with a sigh of relief, thankful that the young ones had gotten out unscathed. Things had been dire in the city's depths, and even after they'd beaten Mandroid you'd been too exhausted to ensure they were safe, a fact that ate at your spark. The pain of not being able to protect your young charges was worse than anything you'd endured in the ring.

"Yeah. I got the summary from Twitch." Bumblebee said with a nod, dropping his gaze and revealing you weren't the only one suffering from regrets. His grip on your servo tightened, thumb sliding across the back of your palm as shame filled his voice. "I knew I should have been the one on that mission…"

You could have predicted he'd blame himself for your injuries. Considering what had happened with Breakdown only a few weeks prior, you weren't surprised the mech was still reeling with guilt, especially as you hadn't had a chance to speak with him in person. "Bee-"

"I'm the one who got caught!" he interrupted, confirming your suspicion as he directly referenced the fateful race that had exposed him to GHOST. Tears filled the corners of his optics as he continued before you could summon the strength to stop him. "I'm the reason we have to work apart for now. If I'd been there, maybe-"

"Maybe you would have been drained, and then we'd be in the same boat, if you could even guarantee we'd be that lucky." you interrupted as forcefully as your aching frame allowed, briefly sitting upright to make your point despite the pain and exhaustion dragging you down. Bumblebee was shocked into silence by your words, though his expression shifted to one of concern when you flopped back on the berth with a hiss of discomfort. Keeping one servo under his, you lifted the other to cup his cheek, calming him and yourself with the long missed contact. "I'm just happy to see you again. Let me have this…"

"I can do that." he sighed softly, returning your hint of a smile as he leaned into your touch. The weeks the two of you had been apart felt like eons, and the Scout took his time savoring your presence, angling his helm to place a small kiss in your palm before he whispered in thankful relief. "Primus, I missed you so much…"

[chittychittybangbang]

TAG DUMP!

[rainbowsky]

Hii Rainbowsky,

You must have seen this sweet moment between them. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dmBc0vV_MrY&list=PLhWer5-U1K7sq8DQYBrHjLb5rvvFnPwK_&index=5

I really think DD has kissed his hand then patted GG but some are telling this is optical illusion. What do you think?

And if he really kissed his hand and then patted GG then is its normal thing between good friends? Because for me, I don’t know but I don’t have this level of affection for my best friend.

Hi Anon!

Fake, fan fiction, CPN.

To be honest, I really dislike this type of video because it's blurry, has music in place of the regular audio and has commentary added to lead viewers down a path. All of those things prime people to believe they're seeing something significant, even when the content of the clip doesn't bear that out. It can be very misleading and even intentionally manipulative or disengenuous.

This debate has been making the rounds for years, and I've never found it compelling. I don't think we have enough information to be able to conclude DD kissed his hand and touched GG's back in this clip. The angle doesn't make it clear enough, the lighting and quality of the video don't make it clear enough.

Here are some reasons why I believe what's being claimed is unlikely:

There's no good, clear angle on this shot. In a fan meet there are hundreds of fans filming from dozens of angles. If this moment really happened the way some fans claim, there would definitely be clips of this from other angles that can confirm it. The fact that this is the only angle we ever see on this supposedly exciting candy says it all for me.

There's no coherent reason for DD to do this. Any motivation for doing a gesture like this doesn't really have any ring of truth for me. They are nearly at the backstage by then, so it can't be for the audience. And it can't be for GG, because if he does this gesture GG wouldn't even know about it. And it doesn't strike me something DD would do out of some sort of 'romantic compulsion', either, at least, not in that setting or at that time.

More likely he was coughing or something, and then brought his hand toward GG's back to resume what they had both been doing - the sort of hand-hovering 'arm around each other' thing.

Isn't that sweet enough for anyone? Why do some BXG feel the need to 'gild the lily' by inserting dubious candy into already sweet situations? 😑

Anyway, that's my two cents about that.

Just as there isn't enough info to confirm this, there's also not enough to totally wash it, so if it makes you happy to believe this candy don't let me dampen your joy.

Edit: Like I said.

[inseongsfoxybae]

Now and forever

Pairing: Boyfriend Yoo Taeyang + Female Reader x Best Friend Hwiyoung

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Warnings: Amnesia, mentions of drunkenness, break up

Words: 6,5k

Requested: Hi sunshine! First of all, congratulations on starting your blog and I can’t wait for what you’re going to write😚 Second, if it’s not a bother, as a fellow Fantasy, can I make a request for Hwiyoung? Like where the reader and Taeyang are dating, but the reader had an accident which caused her Amnesia, and then she starts remembering Hwiyoung? And whatever ending you feel is right you can do it🥰 Hope that wasn’t too much to ask for.. Although if that doesn’t bother you can I be🐣 anon? Thanks💖

Author's message: Dear 🐣 anon, I'm so sorry I took that long to deliver your request, but I want to say that it's finally here and I really enjoyed writing it. Hope you like it and feel free to send in a new request when you want. Thank you 😊❤️

P.S: As english is not my mother language, it may contain misspelled. Plus, sorry if there’s any other mistakes :)

Synopsis: Blurry memories and an old friend entered in your life again and now you have to decide where your heart lives: in an beautiful past or in an uncertain future.

A car accident has changed your life forever. Apparently, it was nothing too serious, but the strong impact on your head made you lost your memory completely and the doctors said it could last forever. Since then, the cute boy who has introduced himself as your boyfriend never left your side and, with your parents not being able to take care of you, he was the one responsible for you.

You tried to drive Taeyang away so many times for the past months, but now you finally starting to trust him and accepting his feelings, even if you’re not sure about your own feelings yet. Of course, he never pressured you about anything on your relationship, he just stayed with you and took care of your fragile being. He talks about your favorite things, shows some pictures and videos of your parents, friends and, of course, you too together, so you can know your beloved ones again little by little. 

After several months struggling to back to your normal life, Taeyang finally succeeds in getting you out of the house. On a pleasant saturday morning, he was helping you to prepare some of your favorite dishes for a picnic while hummed sweetly a song he knows you used to love. After all the food is ready, you packed everything and leave your flat to the park right in front your building.

Taeyang found a nice place near the little lake of the park for you to have your first date after a long time, so you both set everything on the blanket and finally were able to spend some quality time together. Taeyang sat down next to you, your knees touching, but he knew he couldn't get closer than this yet, with you still assimilating your feelings and new life. You talked about that beautiful day while eating - the birds singing on the trees, the calm waters of the lake, the sound of children laughing. A little cherry blossom got stuck on your hair and Taeyang took it off delicately and put it on your small hands, using this chance to intertwine your fingers together. You looked up at thim with curious eyes and he whispered a soft “I love you”. 

At that moment, a flash crossed your mind and you suddenly saw a strange face. Startled, you pulled your hands abruptly and your face got pale, your heart pounding hard on your chest. “Y/N, are you okay?”, Taeyang asked worried. “I-I’m okay… I just… I don’t know…”, you looked nervous all of a sudden and Taeyang thought it was about his confession, feeling a little upset. “Don’t worry, Tae. Something weird just passed through my mind, but I’m okay now”, you tried to comfort him. “Did you remember anything?”. “No, it was just a random optical illusion”. ”Are you sure? Wanna go home now?”, he asked started to packed the rest of the food you left. “No, Tae. Seriously, I’m fine. And you promised to take me to a walk on the beach, remember? I still want to go there”, you said holding his hands again. He gave you a little smile and you got all your things and took his car on your way to the beach.

When you get there, the summer breeze blew in your face and you couldn’t suppress a large smile at the feeling of the warm sand underneath your bare feet. Taeyang stared at you fondly and was caught out of guard when you looked at him, his cheeks blushing hard as you laugh at this cuteness. You then pushed him and stuck out your tongue, starting to run away from him. “Catch me if you can, silly!”, you screamed as he started to run behind you. “If I catch you, will you kiss me?”, he screamed back. “Maybe…”, you answered giggling. It gave him strength and, in a blink of a eye, he caught you, hugging you from behind. You both couldn’t stop laughing when he spun you around before turning your body to face him and cupping your cheeks. Your eyes met and he connected your lips in a slow soft kiss but still able to take your breath away while you melt between his arms. 

As soon as you broke away for air and opened your eyes, another image flashed through your eyes with the same strange guy occupying Taeyang’s place in front of you. You suddenly felt dizzy and your vision blurred, almost falling if your boyfriend’s arms weren’t holding you strong. “Baby, what happened?”, Taeyang asked lifting your head. “Tae, I wanna go home now”, you answered breaking his embrace around you. Once you got in your apartment, you told Taeyang to leave you alone. He knew you needed some space and time to process everything, so he just obliged and went home tough he were too worried. You were not rejecting Taeyang, you were just too scared of what’s going on with your mind. “Who is that guy?”, “Why does he insist on appearing right in front of my eyes when I’m with Tae?”. 

When you finally calmed down, hours later, you realized you didn’t say anything about the kiss to Taeyang and immediately text him. 

Y/N: Hi, Tae. I’m sorry for what happened earlier. I think I still need some time to myself. But, please, don’’t worry. It’s not your fault. Hope you understand TT

He answered back right away.

T: Don’t worry with me, Y/N. Are you fine now?

Y/N: Yes, I’m feeling a little better and going to bed now.

T: Okay. You know you can call me anytime if you need something, right?

Y/N: I know, Tae. Thank you <3 Have a good night!

T: Sleep well, Y/N. See you again tomorrow?

Y/N: Sure. Bye :*

Y/N: P.S: I enjoyed the kiss, so don’t give on me yet, okay? ^.^

T: I definitely won’t ;)

~~~~

As days passing by, your strange visions seemed to be even more frequent and clear, like flashbacks of your life before the accident. Although you tried to disguise the discomfort they caused, Taeyang always noticed something was wrong with you and though he was the problem. “Y/N”, he called you one night when you were walking on the park. “Hm…”, you looked at him. “Won’t you tell me what’s wrong?”, he asked serious. You froze and your mind went blank. “I mean, we’re always together but it seems like you are so far away from me. You’re super affectionate at times, but change completely one minute later… Tell me what’s wrong so I can help you”, he continued. “Please, Y/N”, he insisted when you didn’t speak a word. 

You couldn’t move a single muscle, your heart bit fast, your breath was heavy and you couldn't manage to say a single phrase. All you could that time was crying, sobbing, falling on your knees in a despair your boyfriend couldn't understand. You felt his strong arms embracing you and leaned in on his warm body, your sobbs causing you to shake hard against him. He guided you to sit on a bench and soothed you with small rubs on your back. When you recovered your breath, you managed to whisper a little “I’m sorry” for him. He just kissed your forehead and stayed quiet. Some minutes later, you start to talk again. “I’m having some flashbacks, Tae. Another guy that I don’t know appears on my mind everytime I’m with you and it scares me a lot”. “Why does it scare you?”, Taeyang tried to be strong and stable, but he was scared too. “I don’t even know... I’m just afraid of who he can be or mean to me”. Taeyang tensed around you, but still managed to hold you tighter. “Don’t think about it too much, okay? And I’m always here with you, so don’t worry”, he said trying to comforting you and himself.

Next morning, you were talking to your mom about these visions trying to get some help or advices.

Y/M: What’s he like?

Y/N: He’s a little shorter than Tae, with a long hair and a gummy smile. Do you know someone like this, mom? 

Y/M: Of course I do, Y/N. His name is Kim Hwiyoung and he used to be your best friend when you were kids. But he just disappeared when you graduated on college. 

Y/N: Why did he go away? And why I never saw a picture of him? 

Y/M: No one know why he ran away nor where he lives now. And he never liked to take pictures, that’s right you probably have nothing with him. But maybe Taeyang can help you to find him now. Ask him.

Y/N: Mom, I can’t ask Tae to look for another guy for me.

Y/M: Why not? It’s not like you’re cheating on him. Go and ask him some help.

Y/N: Fine. I’ll try it.

When your boyfriend arrived at your house later that day, you decided to try it out. “Tae, I need you to take me to someone”, you speak in a nervous whisper. “Of course, baby. Who?”, he answered with a sweet smile. “Kim Hwiyoung”, you revealed and Taeyang froze. “Why him?”, he asked with a dark look after a few seconds. “He’s the one on my flashbacks and my mother said he was my best friend but ran away when we graduated. I need to see him now and try to discover why I’ve been having these visions. Do you know where he lives, right?”. Taeyang couldn’t answer, he barely couldn’t breath. He was nervous and lost in thoughts. Why him? Why now?. “Tae, do you know where Hwiyoung lives?”, you insisted catching his attention again. “No, not anymore”, he finally answered. “Does some of the guys know?”. “I don’t know, Y/N. We don’t talk with him in ages”. “Can you ask them? Please…”, you held his cold hands. 

Taeyang reach out for his phone and called someone. After three lost calls, Chani finally answered. “What, hyung?”. “I need you to do me a favor. Now”, Taeyang talked serious. “What favor?”, Chani asked worried. “You know where Hwiyoung lives, right? Send me his address as fast as you can. I’m waiting for your message”, then he ended the call before Chani could speak anything. A couple of minutes later, Chani sent Hwiyoung’s address and added “Hope you won’t do any shit, hyung”. “Don’t worry. It’s for Y/N”, Taeyang simply answered and turned to you. “I got his address. Let’s go there now and back before nightfall”, he grabbed your hand and pulled you to the door. “Wait, Tae! Give me a time to get ready”, you whined. “Don’t worry, Y/N. I’m going with you and nothing bad will happen”, your boyfriend squeezed your hand. “I know, I’m just… nervous”, you whisper. “C'mon. Let’s get this over, huh?”, you nodded and he opened the door. 

About an hour later, you arrived at a small building and got out of the car. “It’s here”, Taeyang said as you left out a nervous “yes”. He held your hand tight and knocked the door. Some seconds passed till a strange guy open it. “Hello, how can I help you?”, he asked a little surprised. “Hi, we’re looking for Kim Hwiyoung. Is he here?”, Taeyang said politely. “He is. What’s your name?”, at his answer you froze and your heart skipped a beat. “Tell him Yoo Taeyang wants to talk, please”, your boyfriend gave a small friendly smile at the guy. “Okay. You can wait at the lobby. I’ll tell him you’re here”. “Thank you”, Taeyang said and both of you entered the building. The room had a minimalist decoration with some instruments and polaroids hanging on the wall, and some soft music resonated through the doors. “It’s a studio”, you whispered to Taeyang. “Yes, he studied music on college and always wanted his own business. I think he got it”, he answered quietly. “Tae, why do you never talk about him?”, you asked suddenly curious. “I thought he was past. But seems he’s still a threat for us…”, Taeyang was cautious with his words. “Threat? What do you mean?”. Before he could answer, the guy appeared once again. “He’s a little busy now and asked what do you want”, he shyly said. “YAH, KIM HWIYOUNG! DO YOU REALLY THINK I’M THE ONE WHO WANTS TO TALK TO YOU? IT’S Y/N, YOU FOOL! Y/N IS HERE!”, Taeyang yelled high enough to any person on that building to hear, making you surprised and even more nervous. 

At the mention of your name, on the other side of the closed studio room, Hwiyoung’s heart raced like he just woke up of a nightmare. He immediately got up of his seat and opened the door wide, only to see you standing in front of him after three years, more beautiful than ever. You both were froze, just staring at each other, hearts beating fast and bodies shaking. “I think it’s better if you have some time alone to talk. I’m waiting for you in the car, Y/N”, Taeyang broke the silence and left the building, the tension and old memories being too much for him to bear. “H-hi…”, you tried to start the conversation, but the shocked Hwiyoung just blinked his eyes still not believing it was really you. “Sunbae, won’t you invite this lady to your room?”, the other guy talked for him. “Huh? Ah, okay… Please, ju-just come in…”, Hwiyoung finally spoke, his low voice making you shiver. 

You entered his studio and sat on a small couch on the corner. “Wanna something to drink, lady?”, the guy asked you. “Oh, no… thank you”, you answered and he left, now only you and a standing Hwiyoung in the room. You were feeling very uncomfortable as he didn’t talk anything. “So…”. “Is it really you, Y/N?”, Hwiyoung interrupted you. “Ye-yes, I guess…”, you tried to look fine with that awkward situation. “I knew you had an accident and lost your memory, but do you remember me?”. “I don’t”, you looked at him nervous. “So, why are you here? I know Taeyang would never bring you here for nothing”, Hwiyoung asked finally sitting down on his chair. “I’m… Well... I don’t know exactly what’s going on with me, but...I-I’ve been having flashbacks with you. I mean, I don’t even remember you or our past, but you insist on appear on my mind everytime I’m with Tae...”, you spoke hastily. “So…?”, Hwiyoung seemed to be lost at your words. “So, I’m here to try to figure out what happened. I mean with us, with our friendship. I think it could be the reason of these flashes”, you stared at him waiting for some answers, but nothing came. “I think I can’t help you with that, Y/N. We don’t have anything in common anymore. I’m glad you’re alive and fine, but you shouldn’t see me anymore. I’m sorry”. 

His words hurt you, more than you can expect from a stranger, but you wouldn’t give up so easily. You took a deep breath and started to talk again after some minutes of heavy silence. “Why are you like this? First, you were my best friend and left me and know you don’t even want to tell me why you acted like this?”, you tried to say calmly, but your shaking voice betrayed you. “Past is past, Y/N. You must move on and not remember me”, Hwiyoung words were sharp, and you could see his fists clenching with anger. “Did you do it? Did you forget me?, you asked looking right into his eyes. He sustained the look for some seconds, still quiet, unable to move a single muscle. “No, I didn’t. I tried it in every ways possible, but I never could forget you”, he simply asked an eternity later, sadness waving through his body as the pain of the old memories washed over him. “So why?”, tears now gathering in your eyes. “There was no more space in your life for me, Y/N”, he tried to hold back his tears too. “Why don’t you tell me what really happened?”, you whispered facing your lap. “Do you mind if you talk somewhere else? I need some fresh air.”, Hwiyoung asked cautiously. “No, since you tell me everything I need to know about our past”, you answered and both of you left the building. 

Taeyang was still waiting for you on the street. As soon as he saw you leaving, he came closer and you smiled shyly at him. “Tae, I’m sorry, but I need some time to talk to Hwiyoung. You can go home, I’ll get a taxi when we’re over”, you said reaching for his hands. “I can’t leave you alone with him, Y/N. Let me go with you or let’s go home now”, Taeyang talked serious. “Tae, please. I really need to do this. Now”, you looked deep in his eyes and he simply nodded, his hands moving to the sides of your head. “Call me if you need, okay?”, he pecked your lips and turned to his car, barely locking eyes with Hwiyoung on the way. 

~~~~

You were in a small cozy café near his studio, the smell of coffee and cakes filling the whole place. “Do you know this place?”, Hwiyoung asked you after ordering two cappuccinos. “No. Is it a important place?”, you asked back. “Yeah, we used to come here after our classes and your official first date with Taeyang was here too. Didn’t he tell you this?", Hwi questioned curious. “Oh, really? He never mentioned this place. I wonder why…”, you looked at Hwiyoung who seemed to be a little awkward. “So… Were you and Taeyang friends too? I mean, before you left?”, you encouraged him to talk. “Actually, not. But he was your boyfriend, so he was always around”, he said with a bothered tone. “You never liked him, right?”, you wondered not exactly waiting for an answer. Hwiyoung kept quiet for a moment, only staring at you not knowing what to say. “You love him and that’s all the matter, Y/N”, he finally said and drank his coffee. 

You both continued your conversation for some hours, Hwiyoung patiently trying to answer all your questions, feeling a little comfortable with you after so many years - he talked about your childhood and teenage, but you still couldn't remember a single thing. 

It was already night when you entered your home only to take a quick shower and plopped down on your bed, immediately falling asleep. When you woke up next morning and walked into the kitchen to make your breakfast, there was a small note on your table: “I had to go home earlier. Call me when you got home. YTY”. Holy shit, Tae! You ran back to your bedroom and reached for your phone - 8 missed calls from your boyfriend. You called him, but he didn’t answer, then you sent a message.

Y/N: I’m so sorry, Tae! I got home late yesterday and just fell asleep. Please, don’t be mad at me TT

Some minutes later, Taeyang answers:

TY: It’s okay, bb. I’m relieved you’re safe. Have free time later? We could have dinner together…

Your heart ached a little with his message, but you had to be sincere.

Y/N: Sorry again, but I already have a commitment tonight x.x

TY: Hwiyoung again?

Y/N: Yes… I like to hear him to talk about our youth and I still have to find out why he left… Are you fine with this?

TY: Not really. But I trust you, so I think it’s okay…

Y/N: Thank you, Tae! Now, focus on your work, I don’t want to bother you.

TY: You don’t bother me at all. And meet me in the park when you come back tonight. I’ll wait for you there. 

Y/N; Okay. See you later :*

~~~~

You did had dinner with Hwiyoung that night and spent hours talking and laughing with him. And Taeyang did waited for you in the park, but you didn’t meet him nor even called him. After two hours waiting, he decided to go home, but as soon as he got up, he saw you getting off a taxi with a drunk Hwiyoung holding onto your shoulders. It broke his heart and he couldn’t stand this view anymore, so he turned around and walked home into the cold night. 

Early in the next morning, you woke up with someone knocking at your door. You were surprised when you opened it and saw Taeyang standing there, his features looking tired and upset. “Tae, what are you doing out there? You have the keys!”, you asked pulling him in. “Am I still free to simply enter your house?”, he answered not looking at you, a dark expression on his face. “What do you mean?”, as soon as you closed your mouth, Hwiyoung appears on your living room, still rubbing sleepness off his eyes, freezing when he sees you two at the door. 

Your boyfriend stared at you and you could read anger in his look. “Tae, I can explain…”, you reached for his hands. “You don’t have to do it. I see you had fun last night. He got drunk and you brought him home. You lay him down on your guest room and went to your own bed. I know that you’d never cheat on me. I told you I trust you, Y/N”, he interrupted you moving out your grip on him. “So…?”, you cautiously asked. “A simple call… was everything I needed yesterday. But you didn’t care… No, you just don’t care anymore”, he said moving his gaze to Hwiyoung, his voice full with pain and bitterness. “I… I think it’s my time to go”, your friend spoke nervously. “Please, have a talk and make up your problems”, he grabbed his jacket and shoes and passed over Taeyang who was still standing next the door. “I‘m sorry”, Hwiyoung whispered as Taeyang only clenched his fists. “Bye, Y/N. Thanks for letting me sleep here”. You just nodded and he left. 

You turned to your boyfriend again, his body trembling with anger. “Tae, let’s sit on the couch and talk, okay?”, you said only above a whisper. He walked with you, but sat on the opposite side of the couch. Taeyang stared at his lap, feeling unable to look at you when he was so angry. “Tae, I’m so sorry for letting you down”, you quietly said, but he didn’t respond. “Tae… Please, talk to me”, you whined trying to make him look at you, but he didn’t move a single muscle. You reached out for his hand to slightly touch it. “Say something”, you whispered as he sighed deeply and let go of your hand. “You don’t love me, right?”, he murmured. 

He finally lift his head and looked at you, his eyes full of pain and sadness. You didn’t know what to say and froze while tears started to form in your eyes.”You don’t know it, do you? Don’t know what you feel for me, don’t know if you love me”, his words were like knives striking your heart. “Tae…”, you tried to talk, but he cut you off. “You don’t try to love me, you don’t even care about my feelings for you”, he yelled the last part. At this point, tears were falling freely down your face, but why couldn’t you say anything to deny his accusations? Why didn’t you know how you feel about him? Why was only Hwiyoung on your mind for the past few weeks? “Tae…”, you called out for him, “I… I think I just need sometime…”, you couldn’t say much more as Taeyang only stared at you. “I like you, I want you to be happy, but I just don’t know what to do now”, you cried out. “I’m sorry, Tae… I’m really sorry”, you couldn’t control your tears anymore and sobbed right in front of him. He just nodded painfully, got up off the couch and left, leaving you alone there with your crying. 

You sank into misery and stayed at home all day, trying to control your suddenly sadness and confused feelings. Hwiyoung called you several times, but you just ignored him till you hear a slow knock at your door. It was him, a worried expression on his face. “Why didn’t you answer my calls and messages, Y/N?”, he asked entering your house. You didn’t respond, just staring at him as tears tried to back to your eyes. Seeing your messy state of mind, he put his hands on your shoulders and whispered a sweet “What happened? Where’s Taeyang?”. At the mention of his name, you cried again, holding onto him to not fall. “Y/N…”, he hugged you back. “It’s over, Hwi… I told him I need sometime, but he just left and I know he won’t come back”, you yelled in pain against his chest. “Why am I like this, Hwi? Why is it so painful?”, you desperately asked. “Because you love him, Y/N. You love him now as much as you loved him before. You just don’t know it yet.”, he calmly answered, running his fingers through your hair. 

You broke the embrace and look at him. “How… how do you know that?”. “Because I was there before and saw how you were perfect together. He could be himself next to you and was able to do anything for you. I can say the same from you. You were always happy when you were together, even in the most difficult times. That’s love, Y/N”, he told you with a painful look. “Why do you always talk about him this way if you don’t even like him?”, you were confused. “Only him, Y/N. Because only him can take you away from me”, Hwiyoung couldn’t look into your eyes anymore. “What?”, your hands were shaking. “I love you, Y/N. Since we were teenagers. I love you. But I always knew your heart would never be mine. And when you found Taeyang, I immediately knew I had lost you forever. That’s right I left you”. 

Hwiyoung’s eyes were glued at his lap, fists clenched, shaky voice. You stared at him in disbelief, mouth opened on a little “o”, teary eyes trying to control themselves as your head spun with the truth. “Why?”, you finally asked after some minutes of a deafening silence. “Look at me and say it, Hwiyoung! Why?”, your whole body trembling. He raised his head and talked “Your heart was his, Y/N. It was and it still is. Don’t you see that?”. Now, his eyes were fixed on yours, like looking into your soul. “I don’t... I can’t”, you didn’t even know what else you were talking. “Don’t you love him anymore?, he asked serious this time. “I don’t know, right? I don’t know what I’m doing anymore, I don’t know who I am anymore!”, you screamed at the top of your lungs as tears fell down your face again. “If you don’t love him, then kiss me!”, he screamed back and you froze. “What?”, you nervously asked. “Kiss me. If you can’t, then you truly love him”, he replied to your shocked being. “Just try it. Only like this, you’ll know if you love him for real”, he assured you. You nodded unconsciously and cautiously came to Hwiyoung, your bodies getting closer, your faces just inches from each other, your eyes closing slightly. But, suddenly, you stopped, you couldn’t do that. You leaned back swiftly and Hwiyoung just nodded already expected it. You stared at the floor. “Hwiyoung, please… Please, leave me alone. This is so much for me”, you now whispered as he placed a little kiss on the top of your head. “I’ll text you later, okay? Call me anytime if you need”, you didn’t move or talk and he left. Once again that day, you were left alone with your own feelings.

~~~~

Two days had passed and you were going to meet Hwiyoung at a restaurant to clarify some things. “I’m sorry for yelling at you that day”, you sincerely say when you met him. “It’s okay. And I’m sorry for telling the truth like that and for asking for a kiss. I shouldn’t have done that”, he apologized. “No, it’s okay. I would have to know that somehow one day, so… And don’t worry about it”, you answered with a lost look. “Y/N”, Hwiyoung called you. “Did Taeyang contact you?”, he asked carefully, your lost look now sad. “No. He didn’t answer my texts or calls. I guess he really doesn’t want me anymore, right?”, you tried to force a smile, but only tears formed in your eyes. "I'm sorry to hear that, but you shouldn't give up yet. Give yourselves some time and I'm sure everything will be fine", Hwiyoung tried to comfort you and you just hummed in response, but your heart was swallowed in pain. 

You both ate quietly and talked a little more about your past, when your phone buzzed - it was Chani calling you. "Hi, Chani!", you answered trying to look happy. "Hey, noonan! Can you come to the address I'm sending you right now?", he replied worried. "I'm with Hwiyoung now. What happened?". Chani sighed on the other side of the call. "That's right he's like this, then…", he mumbled more to himself that for you. "What's wrong, Chani?", you were getting nervous. "Taeyang hyung is drunk and is making a mess on the pub. He's crying and begging for you. Can you come get him or not? I'm losing my patience with him", he answered visibly annoyed. "Oh my God. Okay, I'm coming. Send me the address and wait till I get there", you rushily replied gathering your purse. "What happened?", Hwiyoung asked when he saw your despair. "Taeyang is drunk and needs me right now", your breathless said. "Okay, calm down. I'll take you there", you nodded and you both paid the bill and left the restaurant. 

When you arrived at the pub, Chani had finally controlled Taeyang, who was (almost) sleeping on the counter. You approached him and softly touched his shoulder. "Tae, let's go home, huh? It's late and you need to rest", you whispered. "I'm not going anywhere without my girl", he messily murmured as tears were forming in the corner of your eyes. "Tae, it's me. Y/N. I'm your girl", you replied trying to hold back your crying. Taeyang opened his eyes and raised his heard when heard your name. "Y/N? Why are you here? You don't want me anymore. Leave!", he was almost screaming but his eyes were full of despair and tears. "I'm here to take you home, Tae. Please, let me take care of you tonight, huh?", you insisted, your tears starting to fall. Your boyfriend continued protesting and struggling to stay on his feet, but after some minutes you and Chani could finally support him on your shoulders and dragged him for his car. Meanwhile, Hwiyoung observed everything from a distance, going unnoticed when you left. 

On the way home, Taeyang fell into a heavy sleep and you and Chani could talk. “Why did you left him? It’s not because of Hwiyoung, is it?”, Chani asked looking at you. “Not exactly. I needed sometime to think and understand what I feel for him. Hwiyoung only was there at the wrong time, I think”, you replied looking away from him. “And did you come to any conclusion now?”, he insisted. “Yes”, you simply answered and faced him. He could read the truth in your eyes and understood you. “I’m glad you already know it, ‘cuz I can’t stand him crying on my ears every time saying he loves you and wants you back”, Chani laughed a little. “Did he tell you that?”, you asked curious. “Of course, every single time since you broke up. He came to my place and cried all day long”, he continued. “Why?”, you wonder. “He loves you, noona. He really loves you. And I think you should tell him the same now that you know how you feel”, he looked at you again waiting for an answer, but you were lost in thoughts, your hands shanking and tears slipping through your face. Then, you stayed quiet till you got your home. Chani helped you to take Taeyang to your apartment and lay him on your bed. “Tell him, noona”, it was his last words before he left you alone with a drunk sleepy Taeyang. 

You looked at your worn out boyfriend with guilty eyes, took off his jacket and lay beside him on bed. You snuggled to him and reached out his face with one of your hands, caressing his still wet cheeks and beautiful features. You could feel your heartbeat increased and all the love you’ve felt for him finally showed up, coaxing you to softly kiss his cheek and hold his hand on his chest. “I love you, Tae… I'm sorry for taking so long to realize this”, you whispered. You didn’t know if he heard you or not, but he squeezed your hand a little and let out a small sigh fall from his ips. You smiled a little and got even closer to his body, both of you calm heartbeats lulling you to sleep. 

When Taeyang woke up in the morning, the space beside him on bed was empty, but he still could feel your warmth and your sweet scent on your sheets, pillows and on his shirt. A small note was on the blanket next to him and he read your little message: Meet me at the park tonight. I’ll be waiting for you. On the nightstand beside him, there was another note: I made you breakfast - it’s on the kitchen table. Don’t forget to eat it ^.^. He got up and walked to the kitchen where his favorite food was resting. On top of it, there was one more note: I have to resolve some things now. Hope to see you tonight. 

~~~~

You met Hwiyoung at the park that afternoon, the same place where you had your first flashback. You both walked for a while before you stopped near the little lake. “It was here where I saw you for the first time after the accidente. I mean, on my mind”, you told him and sighed. “And now? Are you feeling something different?”, he asked looking at the water. “No. I just see two friends admiring a lake”, you simply said and he chuckled. “What?”, you asked. “Nothing… What’s the next place you want to take me?”, he inquired. Your next destination was the beach, where you saw him for the second time. “And here? Is something different?”, he wondered. “Yes”, you murmured. “My first kiss with Taeyang after the accident was here, but you appeared on my mind right after it”, you chuckled slightly. “Oh, no. I’m sorry”, he laughed too. 

“Hwiyoung”, you called out for him. “Yeah?”. “I understand everything now. I mean, I still don’t know the reason of those flashbacks, but I know it brought you to me one more time, it gave us a second chance…”, you stopped and he hummed for you to continue. “... but also this time it’s Taeyang. As you said, I love him, I always loved him, and he’s my choice now just like he was then”, you stared at him with hopeful eyes as he stayed quiet. “But there’s a difference now”. He looked at you. “What?”. “Taeyang knows you like me, right? That’s right he doesn’t like you either”, you asked. “Yes, I told him before I left. But where’s the difference?”. “The difference is that I know that now too. And it means you don’t have to leave this time”. “I don’t understand, Y/N”. “We finally know what we feel for each other and it’s time for us to learn how to live with that and move on. We still can be friends now that we understand ourselves and we don’t have to say goodbye anymore. You’re my best friend, Hwi, and I love you. Please, stay”, you were looking deeply into his eyes as you can read a sparkling light shining on them. “I’m staying. I promise”, you both smile with his anwer and hugged to seal up your promise.

~~~~

Later that day, you were back to the park in front of your home, waiting for Taeyang this time. You hadn’t spoken all day and you were not sure if he would show up. Even so, there was you, patiently waiting for your boyfriend to come. One hour has passed. Two hours. And you were still there, already thinking he was mad and didn’t want to see you. You were walking through the park to keep warm when you saw a familiar figure next the lake, looking directly at you. You took some steps in his direction as he did the same in yours. “Tae! I thought you wouldn’t come”, you said when you were close enough from each other. “I wouldn't. But a certain threat told me you were here waiting for hours. And I had to see this beautiful image with my own eyes”, he told you and you both smiled. “I guess we have to thank this great threat, huh?”. “Nah…”, you laughed. “So, why do you bring me here?”, Taeyang asked. “I have something to tell you”, you said -  and it took by surprise how confident you were. “Well, tell me then. I’m all ears”. “Can I hold your hands before I talked?”, your words were careful this time, but he nodded and you could feel his warm hands on your again. 

You took a deep breath and start. “After all this time, I didn’t remember a single thing about my past, Tae, and it somehow scares me. But now, more than ever, I know I have you by my side. And I’m sorry for not realizing it before, but I do now. Yoo Taeyang, my Tae, I love you. I loved you then, I love you now and I’ll love you forever. So, please, I hope you still want me and still love me, ‘cuz I finally realize I can’t live without you anymore”, you told him with teary eyes and heart beating strong against your chest. Taeyang only stared at you for some moments, processing all what you had said, till he tightens his grasp on your hands and brings them to his chest, where his heart was pounding as hard as yours, and opens the brightest smile you’ve even seen. “I love you too, baby. Then, now and forever”, he finally spoke and pulled you closer to kiss you passionately. 

After that, you both went home to cuddle together till sleep in each other’s arms. 

~~~~

Y/N never recovered her memory, but she learned how to live the present without fearing the future. She and Hwiyoung remained friends. And Y/N and Taeyang built their family and stayed together till their last breath. 

[gentleeclipsey]

Right now I'm wondering if TFA OP really going to commit suicide because there's a better version of himself that everyone will love.

Hmmm let's do a "what if"

:D make me cry I dare you

Hi Anon!

I shall attempt! Though fair warning, it'll probably suck. XD Also he probably wouldn't, but here lets just assume for sadness' sake.

So me and @endller had this idea before, or at least our version of it.

Basically the Multiverse in one universe, but we have our twist!

Basically, of every single Optimus, TFA is seen as the least qualified Prime. He has no Matrix, he's basically a civilian frame, and has a record of failures. He's only ever fought on Earth and is the youngest Prime of them all. Due to this, he's looked down on by every other Optimus, and Prime, that now inhabits Cybertron.

Eventually, as his team meets others, they begin to spread out. Prowl is the first, he leaves to return to the dojo, Yoketron survived the war and being the creator of Prowl and Jazz, Prowl returns home. Bumblebee and Bulkhead leave next, they're young, and striken from duty to go to training by the new standards of the Prime Order but also to be placed on new teams they're far more excited to serve on. Ratchet is the one who puts in his notice of retirement, but doesn't say much to Optimus about it.

This leaves Optimus on his own. The TFA military is dissolved, his creator and TFA Ultra Magnus, strikes him as a Prime entirely with a grin. Sentinel as given a new position within the new military, as are many of the old TFA Primes, but Optimus is not.

It is after he is striken as a Prime that evidence of him fraternizing with the enemy is brought to view, Optimus is stood to trial as a traitorous soldier, and when no one comes to his defense, he is banished from Cybertron.

Funny, seeing as how Sentinel was the one to be praised for finding stashes of Decepticon energon yet with such sudden suspicions. He always was the favorited son.

When Optimus leaves, he doesn't attempt goodbyes or farewells, there isn't really anyone who would talk to him anyway and the scornful looks are more than enough to tell him how Cybertron feels about him.

He's no longer allowed to live on Cybertron or any of her colonies, he's forced out onto distant worlds. At one point along the way he attempted to hold up with Decepticons, but they quite literally laughed at the thought of such a puny bot joining their ranks. He still remembers their taunting and jabs, he would admit they were really creative with them.

Abandoned by his team, his family, his home world, his entire kind, he ends up finding a little lifeless planet drifting in the far corners of what's been mapped and sets down there. There's no energon, and what little reserves he does have he hasn't touched since he left. He feels too sick to fuel at all, even having ditched his larger frame type for a small truck his frame just doesn't seem to want to process the energon.

There's no other signal for billions of miles, he's entirely alone. He's got no voices or advice, just himself. He spends his years just reading his old data pads, letting his old reserves run down. Some days the pain from starvation makes it hard to move, and he'll lay out under the star filled sky just watching them.

His paint is scuffed and rubbed off for the most part, and his metal feels weak. At one point when he lays out under the stars, for years didn't move. Everything blended together into one, long, eternal night, he remembered the old days on Earth, and it reminded him of the nights when he and his team would he out, traveling around and fighting off their Decepticons.

There is a short time where his memory is clear, as his frame begins to fail. After being lost for millions of years among the stars, slowly losing his memory, himself, he has a moment.

He realizes he's ok with it.

He had his time on Earth, with his found family, with Sari, with Bumblebee, Bulkhead, Prowl, Ratchet. He misses Sumdac and Fanzone too. He even misses the Decepticons on Earth. At the time he was scared, certainly, but now he just wishes he could be back there again. Safe, on Earth, in the illusion he was cared for and remembered by others. He knows now they likely never did, but he finds he's ok with that.

As he watches the stars begin to trail overhead, he hears a voice calling him. It sounds familiar, almost, calling him to follow. It sounds like so many he's known over his life, and yet all those he's never met. As the sky becomes bright his memories begin to disappear, turn hazy, blurry, fleeting, disappearing. He hears it a final time, the voice telling him to follow.

And he does.

His optics dim out, his remaining paint turns grey, and his engine goes silent for the final time as he smiles towards the sky, feeling warmth for the first time in millions of years.

[xcayde6]

Before you read: these are only snippets out of my upcoming Cayde stories. Please pay attention to the ratings and warnings, have in mind that English isn't my native language and don't be mad at me in case publishing takes a while. I'm the slowest writer ever.

ONESHOTS Title: ? 2 exos 1 girl? Idk yet Pairing: Cayde-6 x female reader/Clovis Bray's daughter x Shiro-4 Rating: Explicit Warnings: knife-play, gun-play, humiliation kink, very smutty, watch your panties

—  a boring company anniversary takes a sudden turn when your two exo bodyguards pay you back after teasing them for so long

“Are you two going to eye fuck me all night or are you going to do something about it?” The two exos approach and surround me slowly. Their optics eyeing me like men starving, making me feel like I'm their trapped mouse. Which is ironic because they're my bodyguards who are supposed to protect me, to make me feel safe. But right now I feel neither.

I realize there's no use in defending myself. I was so drunk that I barely could stand up straight and also very tiny compared to these taller exos, human minds turned into ruthless war machines.

“Got you. You're screwed now.” Cayde quickly puts his hand around my throat and slams me against Shiro's body. I feel something hard pressed up against my butt. “Is that your gun or are you excited to see me?”, I can't help but chuckle. “It's definitely not my gun.” “Look at that little tease.”, Cayde snaps icy, his aqua blue optics glowing even colder. His voice sounds deeper and huskier than usual and makes me shiver. “You're going to regret that, babe.” His gloved hand is curling tighter around my neck and my alcohol dazed vision gets blurry. “Me and my friend share everything. Even you. Now move.” Somewhere in my delirious state, with the barrel of Cayde's Ace of Spades filling my mouth, the two exos jerk me to my bedroom. My body is betraying me with arousal, but I'm so nervous and excited. I want them. I want them to have me. I just can't help it. *** Title: ???? Pairing: Cayde-6 x female reader/Clovis Bray's daughter Rating: Explicit ⬆️— without Shiro version of the fic above for anon ***

Title: #1 Crush Pairing: Cayde-6 x female reader Rating: Explicit — your bodyguard Cayde caughts you right in the act thinking of him I thrust my fingers into me in a faster in a punishing pace, feeling so close to the edge, imagining how his cock slams into me, without mercy and tearing my insides apart. „Oh Cayde... Fuck me... Fuck me harder...”, I whimper to myself, encouraging the handsome robot in my imagination. A not unfamiliar chuckle makes me freeze in my movements. “We can arrange that.” My bodyguard was standing in the door. Arms crossed, a amused grin forming his mouth-plates. He enjoyed my one-woman-show like a man starving. This was real, not another projection of my imagination to get off to. He's real and he's walking up to me, something intimating in his slow movements. My attempt to pull down my skirt over the exposed wetness between my legs is cut off by his hands pinning mine down on the desk behind my back. “Soo...” He speaks up, leaning over to me, as his aqua-blue optics study my face interested. “Did I fuck you good?”, he whispers in such a husky voice that it sends a cold shiver through my sweaty, heated body. Before I can even get a proper sentence out he cuts me off with a chuckle again. “Hush! Of course I did.”, he answers his own question overconfident and leans in so close to me that his spiky horn bumps my forehead softly. “But I'm gonna give you the real thing...” *** Title: Dressed up to undress Pairing: Cayde-6 x female reader Rating: Explicit —  Your bodyguard Cayde takes you to The Last City and you claim him as your boyfriend for a day. „Being your boyfriend today? Huh. I'll tell your dad that this costs extra.”, he responds sarcastic, shaking his head in disbelief. „Oh Cayde...”, I snuggle up on his arm and look at the attractive exo, admiring his unique profile. „I know I'm the best job you've ever had.” Cayde looks back at me, a little smile forming his blue metal plate lips, reflecting the sun light. „Got it's moments.”, he mutters under his breath, winking at me. „So... Where are you taking me, my handsome boyfriend?” He seems to be comfortable in his new role and puts his arm around my shoulder, tugging me closer to his body. „Anywhere you want, my beautiful, pain in the ass girlfriend.” *** Title: I will steal you back Pairing: OC x Shiro-4 other characters: Cayde-6 (mentioned), Andal Brask (mentioned), Colonel, Saladin's “mascots” Rating: Explicit Warning: Shiro saying a lot “lady” in his angelic voice — grieving over a lover and friend seems so much easier together. Cayde's stash box jumped open. [Shiro-4.] The exo and the blonde freezed in their movements, when a not unfamiliar voice echoed through the hangar. “Cayde?”, the young widow whispered with tears in her eyes when she recognized her dead husbands voice. Shiro pulled the sobbing blonde gently into his arms and buried his face into her hair. “Shh... I'm here, Feena.”, he whispered softly, his hands running over her back to soothe her somehow. [Hey pal. Long time no see. When you hear this, I'm dead. I got killed, or you killed me. I wouldn't even blame you after our last conversation. Anyway. Congratulations, you get the vanguard gig. Stop. Stop. Stop. Listen. Before you start yelling, consider this. You don't have to freeze off your robo ass at the tempel anymore and... you'll be around my Queen Of Hearts. You're welcome. I may be an idiot, but I'm not stupid. I know you love my girl as well, and she loves you too. So... I'm not big on goodbye scenes, but please take care of my queen. She made me happy and I want her to be happy. I want you happy, too, my man. See you.] Shiro and Feena sat there for a while in front of the stash box, holding each other tight, while Cayde's voice and words lingered heavy in the cold air. For the very last time. *** Title: The Last City (Destcember #2) Pairing: OC x Cayde-6 other characters: Amanda Holliday, Petra Venj, Shiro-4, Zavala Rating: mention of suicide attempt — a princess and exo find purpose in life again after saving a little girl and each other. “Feena! Cayde!” Little Amanda ran over to the blonde and the exo, clinging to their legs like her life depended on it. “You two were gone when I woke up! I was so scared!”, she cried out, hugging both of them tighter. Feena looked down at the little girl and gently ran her fingers through her curly blonde hair with a sad smile. How should she tell her that her parents died last night? The thought of it shattered her aching heart into thousands of pieces, she was afraid that Cayde and Amanda could hear it. Cayde saw that Feena was struggling and knelt down to Amanda's level, his aqua blue optics glowing warm. “Sorry, sweetie. Feena didn't feel good and needed fresh air. We would never leave you alone, sweetheart. Never.”, he assured softly and hugged her tight. Feena watched these two and quickly wiped away tears streaming her eyes. She didn't want to show weakness in front of them. They needed her. And she needed them. “Cayde's right.”, she blurted out briefly. “Yes. It's me and my girls now. Unless you're afraid of me, Amandy.” “I'm not afraid of you! You look so cool! Like a badass unicorn!”, she yelled excited. “Did you just call me unicorn?! I used to be a soldier!”, he spat back playfully offended, making Amanda even more giggle. God, her little laugh was heartwarming. Feena was so thankful for Cayde being able to make this little one laugh again, after all the horrible things that she's been through. He was wonderful. “I wanna touch your horn! Please!” The little blonde girl jumped into Cayde’s arm and her big blue eyes glowed with excitement when her little fingers explored that spiky, blue horn attached on top of his head.The exo held her tight in his arm and couldn't help but chuckle. “Smooth right? Amazing.” He turned to Feena with a wink and a grin formed his lip plates. “You wanna touch my beautiful, beautiful horn too, princess? “Let's rest for tonight.”, Feena suggested, before pressing a soft kiss on Cayde’s horn and Amanda’s cheek. She only knew them for a few hours, after a really terribly incident, but these two already meant anything to her. When the little family walked back to the shelter, all of them felt a moment of happiness and hope again, even though The Last City was in ruins and Cayde couldn't shut up about Amanda calling him a unicorn. *** Title: All I Want For Christmas Is You Pairing: Cayde-6 x female reader Rating: Explicit — Cayde hates Christmas and you're trying to get him into the mood with cookies, movies, cuddles, Last Christmas from Wham and more... „Merry Christmas, Caydie.” I hear a deep chuckle roar through his torso, as he turns around and puts his arms around me in return. I moan softly against his chest with a smile. His warmth and the familiar scent of leather and gunpowder was infatuating. „Hey beautiful.”, he greets me softly, his aqua blue optics looking me up and down in my sexy Santa dress. Another chuckle escapes his throat, the orange lights in the back of his throat flickering. „You look... ridiculous.”, he scoffs tender, pinching the fuzzy bobble of my Santa hat with his finger. I push him away from me, lift my dress up slightly and turn around slowly. „Your eyes say something different, my vanguard...”, I whisper seductively, looking over my shoulder and winking at him. He forcefully grabs a fistful of my dress and pulls me back to his body. „I mean it. Ridiculous.”, he repeats in a mocked tone. God, I loved it when this exo was a sassy. „But, but... I wear this for you...”, I whimper, turning away from him, starting to act out the most dramatic fake crying in the history of fake cries. „You hate it. I wanted to look pretty for our date.”, I sob and pretend to rub my eyes. „No, no, no... sweetie. You look stunning. I just hate Chr-”, I hear him awkwardly stutter behind my back, but I quickly turn around and laugh at his dumb but overall adorable helpless face. „Ha! Got you! You should see your stupid face!” I press a sweet kiss on his cold metal chin and take his hand. ”Now come on, we're late for the Christmas market at the Bazaar, Grumpy.”, I sąy and pull him with me out of his beloved Hangar. Cayde follows me more or less unwillingly and sighs. „I swear, if I hear Last Christmas one more time I'm gonna blow something up.”, he mutters under his breath and I can't help but smirk at him. „Can't lie, I would love to see that.” He chuckles, the orange lights behind his mouth-plates outlining a smirk back at me. „A girl after my own heart.”, he praises and gently puts his warm cloak around my bare back and shoulders. **** FULL STORIES (might be published on archiveofourown too) Title: In debt to love Pairing: Cayde-6 x OC other characters: Clovis Bray, Shiro-4 Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Romance Rating: Explicit Warnings: veeeery smutty, graphic violence, self-harm, ... — „... and hearts for this girl I guard. She's the best debt I've ever had.” Cayde is paying off his debt by guarding Coco Bray, the daughter of the man who ruined his life and turned him exo. Now or never. Swiftly and suddenly Coco closed her fingers around the handle of Cayde's gun and she pulled, knowing full well that she was taking a risk. Cayde quickly opened his optics as he felt her hand on his waist and his Ace of Spades being pulled from the holster, but it was already too late. The girl pushed and kicked the exo off her body with all the strength left in her weakened body and pointed the gun at him with a sweet smile, her face was a mixture of triumph and surprise. She finally had the upper hand. “Thanks for the ride, handsome. Any last words?” Cayde stared stunned at the pinkish haired girl pointing his own gun at him, but still he couldn't help but chuckle. A pretty girl with a pretty gun. His Ace Of Spades never suited anyone better. He should've known that something like this would happen, after all the things he heard about her. “You literally kick ass. Just a girl after my own heart, sweetheart.” He was completely at the her mercy, but decided to play along and raised his hands. “I'm impressed, I really hate so say this, doll. However, you won't do it.”, he gave back amused, before shoving her back on the ground again with his elbow, bending over her small frame. “If you blow a hole through my head, you better pray that I won't get fixed and come back at you, cause...”, he leans in closer to her, the muzzle of his own gun pressed upon his chest and his horn gently poking her forehead. “I'm gonna hurt you... make you cry... and fuck you into a coma.”, he hissed, sounding threatening and cheerful at the same time. She wouldn't shoot him, Cayde knew that. He hoped that. After all they've been through already, she wouldn't. She couldn't. The Ace Of Spades was shaking in Coco's hands. Her green eyes lost that glint of achievement and were replaced with the feeling of unshed tears beginning to blur her vision. If she really wanted to escape, she actually had to shoot him. Coco lifted her gaze and locked her eyes with his optics, her lips formed a sad smile, as her hands clasped tighter around the grip of his gun, her finger hovering over the trigger, that would decide her fate. His fate. “Please don't make me like you, Cayde-6.” “Isn't it too late, Coco Bray?” **** Title: Queen Of Hearts Pairing: Cayde-6 x OC other characters: Uldren Sov, Andal Brask (mentioned),... Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Romance, Adventure Rating: Explicit Warnings: suicide attempt, physical abuse — Cayde saves and kidnaps a princess, but she saves him too. Feena listened intently to every word Cayde was saying. She didn't know why, but she was intrigued by him. Just his voice alone was making her feel calm. “You're crazy.”, she said forcefully as she turned back towards the depth. “I am, but with all due respect, princess. I'm not the one who wants to jump off this castle.” His aqua blue optics stared at her and his mechanic heart broke for this girl. He blamed himself that he never noticed that she suffered in silence. Suffered so much that she wanted to end her life. “Please, give me your hand, princess. I don't know what happened to you, but I swear, I'll protect you better from now on.” Cayde reached out his gloved hand to her carefully, as not to frighten her. Feena looked down at his outstretched hand and she was surprised by her instinct to reach out and touch him. She slowly turned around to him and they both immediately locked eyes and optics. He felt his heart instantly stop when he looked into her green eyes and it shocked him that she was looking at him in the same way. “Phew,” he said relieved as he squeezed her soft, cold hand. “I'm Cayde-6.” “Princess Feena Brask.”, she breathlessly introduced herself as well. “I know damn well who you are.”, he chuckled, causing her to smile. That smile. He didn't know how long he was on duty in this castle, but he never saw her smile. It was beautiful. She was beautiful. Cayde looked at her in amazement when he finally saw life sparkle in her always so sad and empty eyes. Her long blonde hair was tickling his face plates and the scent was intoxicating. “I got you.” He gripped onto her waist as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and he lifted her up over the railing, feeling like his body was electrocuted in the most gentle way touching her. She was one slip away from death just second ago and he saved her. She was safe. Her heels clicked as they touched the ground, but her legs gave out on her and he was able to catch her before she hit the ground. He held her body close to his, their faces just inches apart. “Are you alright?”, he asked concerned, as he felt her chest rise and fall against his armor. “Never felt better.”, she said as her hands clung to his shoulders. Feena took a moment to take in Cayde's metallic features and felt her heart flutter, feeling so warm and safe in his embrace. Something she never felt before. “Who hurt you, my queen? I'm gonna kill anyone who hurt you. Anyone.” ______________________________________________________________ *changes/improvements possible. Soo... Which one is your fave? Do you wanna get tagged when I publish these? Are you interested in the playlist I listen to when I write these? Let me know anything and feel welcome to like and reblog if you’re interested in these beauties. xo

[rogue-smelter]

Classical M!A anonymous :

I'm your fairy godmother came here to throw a spell at you... *waving a wound and sparkles sparkles* you will be, smaller than anon size, fluffier, purring, looking to get your chin rubbed *pofff* ummm im too old my magic worked half of it, your size didn't become smaller than anon but bear size is enough...

M!A Accepted for 3 days (since it was unspecified)

��     Helex had been in recharge when the anon had struck & & hadn't noticed the effects until he had woken up much much later.

      The 'con had woken up groggy, mind still attempting to catch up as his optics began to clear the blurriness from them. Something stirred beside him, or rather 'somethings' as he felt the warm hides of his turbofoxes curled around him. Nothing unusual. Peter, the biggest of the bunch, had raised to a sitting position before leaning in to press their snout against Lex's servos, nuzzling. The mech scritched along the underside of the fox's jaw before the top of their head & & behind those long ears, noting a difference he hadn't noticed before...had his companion always been this big?

       That's when he noticed it. the size of the rest of his doggos, his berth & & his room. They were all massive compared to him.

     ➤ ❝ Oh, you've got to be kidding me! ❞

[canon-anon-roomba]

"Wheeljack!"

Anon screams, as he awakens from his nightmare, processor whirring loudly and fuelpump shooting energon far too fast than it is healthy through his shaking body. All that consumed his mind was watching the mech he so dearly love loose the flicker of life in his optics, and sag to the ground.

He found himself not being able to utter a single word during the dream sequence. The fear was so real, it labeled his vocaliser unresponsive. He could only helplessly watch as the shot rendered Wheeljack dead in nanokliks.

Far too concerned with if Wheeljack could be actually dead, he moved his aching frame out of his rechargeslab, staggering out. Somewhere deep in his mind he knew it wasn't real what he saw. But the soft touch of the servos on him, the gentle smile and the voice he heard were far too real for comfort. He needed to see for himself that it was just a dream.

His vision field was blurry. Why was it blurry? Reaching up with one servo to his face, he found the answer quickly. Ah, he was crying.

"Wheeljack?" He croaked, voice swarming with static as he searched for him.

Hallo’weej

“Look out!” Wheeljack is fast enough to tug Anon to the side, behind some bigger rubble and out of sight of those lunatic, algae infested variants of Bots. They can shoot realy good for some reason! “Are you alright? The way back to the Ship is not long. You aren’t hurt, are you?” He pats over the other mech, carefully but with haste, optics roving all over the chef, looking for any dent or scratch. But the Chef seems to be fine, which causes him to vent in relief. “Thank Primus! I thought you were hurt.” Wheeljack huffs a vent, his helm shortly touching against Anons, before tugging him after him, down a tunnel and through rocks and melted metal. Behind them, scuffling and the sounds of laser shots can be heard, following them shortly down the tunnel.  They come to a small gap into a stone wall and Wheeljack huffs again. “Go fi- DOWN!” Instead of pushing Anon through, Wheeljack pushes him down to his knees, shooting a volley with his magnetic scrambler as laser bullets tear into the stone. There is a tense silence for a few seconds before he relaxes, optics focusing on Anon, by his pedes. “Are you alright, Lo-” Silence. A single shot more and then silence. Wheeljack blinks stupidly. His optics flicker, white and black overtaking his brilliant blue optics, fast. A soft whine escapes him as his knees buckle, his frame not holding him up anymore.  His optics land on Anon, taking in his energon splattered face, the wide and scared optics on himself. Why is Anon scared?  Ah…  He understands, as the feeling leaves him, cold spreading. The blackness is all that is left just seconds later, stealing every speck of color, but for anything holy looking out for him, it leaves Anons face for last. With more strenght than he will ever have again, he retracts half of his facemask, a broken but warm smile only for his- “Lov-” His engine stops, his circuits eroding fast. The hole where his chassis used to be stopped pumping energon like a well. Wheeljack ceases to exist. *And Anon wakes up*

@canon-anon-roomba

[petitelepus]

Decepticon For Life part.2

Sooo, I’m back with this story! It’s been couple of days, I’ve been at work couple days and out in a therapy. Jay?

But the most amazing thing is that @rocksinmuffin liked the last chapter! They are such a amazing writer, they keep replying to anons and it’s amazing! Man, where they come up with all those ideas? They’re a genius!

Well, I hope you enjoy this chapter as well. I’m in AO3 now by the way, so Decepticon For Life can be found there also!

”Rise my warrior! Rise and serve your leader!” you heard faintly from somewhere. Slowly, you forced your heady feeling eyes open. At first, everything was blurry, but as your eyes got used to light you saw a weird creature standing before you.

They were tall and metallic. Long chin and half of their body were covered in purple paint. They were standing before you, laughing out loud to the skies and their laughter pierced your head like a knife did to an orange.

”It worked! My brilliant plan worked!”

He cast his eyes at you as you tried to stand up, only to flutter on the ground again. Your legs felt numb. Like you had fallen asleep on top of them for the far too long time.

”I am your master! I brought you back from the dead and gave you a new glorious chance to serve the almighty Decepticons! You may address me as Lord Starscream.” he added smugly.

You opened your mouth to speak, but instead of words, a stream of disheveled voice came out. Shocked as you were, you shut your mouth immediately.

Starscream gave you an unimpressed look and rubbed his chin.

”Aaah, it appears that your vocal processors are damaged. Probably rusted with time. Shame, now I can’t hear you praise me as your master.”

You had no idea what he was saying, but you knew he meant that your voice wasn’t working. Were you mute? Wait, how come you were dead? Were you always that way? How did you die? Is that why you can’t remember anything?

Then you noticed the smell in the air and you doubled over in sudden nausea. The air smelled like burnt flesh and iron. You glanced at the side and saw a small table where there was something smoking. You had no idea what it was, but it was way smaller than you, black as charcoal and charred into dust almost as if it was burnt or stepped on.

Starscream noticed your interest in the mysterious black mass and he leaned in close.

”Oh, that? They were a noble person, a very dear friend of mine who sacrificed their lives to bring you back to me.” He said in a low whisper to your audio receivers.

Huh? Weird, you could swear they were called ears? Did you have ears?

You touched the side of your head and felt around. There weren’t any ears, but there was some kind of panels? Apparently, you didn’t have ears.

You took a look at yourself. You were made of metal, you were silver and dirty and there was a red symbol with three lines on its sides in the middle of your chest. You didn’t recognize the marking so you took a look at Starscream.

He had no symbol on his chest, but you noticed two purple symbols on his wings. They looked a little bit like your symbol, but not quite the same. Maybe he knew what the symbols were?

You waited until you had Starscream’s attention again and pointed at the symbol in confusion. He made a disgusted face and shook his head.

”Aaah, that one… I was worried that you would notice it… I’m afraid that is your slave mark. It’s hideous, I know. Those Autobots will pay for what they did to you!”

Slave? Autobots? Are you a slave?

The confused look on your optics didn’t disappear so the bot before you continued.

”You were a dear servant for me, for Decepticons, until those wretched Autobots captured you and marked you before they shot you on the back! Cowards! Good thing for you that I found your body before others.”

That… was a lot to process. You had it rough. Thank god Starscream saved you. You would be dead without him and his friend.

You turned to look at the black mass that sacrificed its life for you. How such a small creature had the power to bring you back, you had no idea, but you were going to live on for both of your sake.

”Now, with you by my side, I can finally offline that rustbrain Megatron and take my place as Decepticons leader!” Starscream laughed, his shrilling voice echoing in the building. You just stared him, not understanding what he meant by that. After a moment filled with his laughter, he turned back to you.

”I believe that it’s our time to move out.” he grinned and walked out of the storage.

You watched after him like a lost puppy until he was gone. You struggled a little as you got up on your feet. They felt shaky, but not as much as earlier. You gave the charred body one last look when you noticed something on the ground.

It was a small bag. It shouldn’t have mattered to you, but it felt familiar. So you took it. Some part of your mind told you to put it in your subspace so you did. You didn’t even know you had one.

You ventured outside and saw Starscream waiting for you. It was also night time.

”Nice to see that you were finally able to join me.” He muttered, giving you unimpressed look. You shrank under his look and lowered your head in submission. He appeared to like it as he smiled again.

”Now I don’t have guns for you as it is I that shall take Megatron’s life. Your job is simple. You walk in there and be a decoy. When they are looking at you I’ll sneak behind Megatron and shoot him! Brilliant!”

You nodded at his plan, not a hundred percent sure if it was good or not. He smirked at you and suddenly wrapped his arms and sharp talons around your body. You tensed in his arms and suddenly you both took off, rockets at his pedes launching you to the sky.

You looked curiously at the changing scenery, an abandoned area changing into the forest. You think you saw an animal there? Suddenly a mountain came to view and you expected Starscream to fly past it, but he just kept flying towards it. You tensed and tried to talk, say that you were flying at the mountain, but your voice still wasn’t working.

”Don’t fret, your voice hurts my audio receivers.” Starscream snapped at you. You shut your mouth obediently and then you noticed that Starscream was actually flying around the mountain, to a ravine that had water flowing at its bottom. Then you noticed the opening in the mountain’s side.

It looked like it was made, you had no memory of ever seeing such a cave system being born naturally. Not with that round and perfect opening.

Starscream landed on the cave’s mouth and put you down. You looked around a little bit, peeking past the edge of the mountain down to the ravine. Water streamed there pretty harshly. It could probably take you with the stream if you fell down.

”Come here, my servant! It’s your time to act.” Starscream said and pointed towards the cave, ”Go and attract their attention! I don’t care what you do, as long as you get every idiot’s attention on you! And when they’re busy with you, I will finish off Megatron!”

You nodded silently and made your way to the cave system. It was really dark, but your optics made it easier for you to see. Then you started hearing voices.

”Where is zat energy signal coming from?”

”Autobots! Autobots are invading! How did they find us!?”

”You didn’t try to warn your Autobot friends again, did you, professor?”

”N- no, I swear! This isn’t my doing!”

You weren’t really sure about this anymore… The first voice was accented and cold, second sounded like pure power and the third… The third voice drew your oil cold and twisted your cables. It sounded strong and something that was supposed to be feared.

You wanted to get the fuck out of there, but you couldn’t disappoint Lord Starscream. Not when he had sacrificed his friend to bring you back from death. Still, this felt so wrong.

You peeked past a corner of the rocky wall and saw a much bigger and greater space, like a giant cave. It was like the mountain itself was hollow and you had made it to the center of it. There were giant machines, three giant bots that were far bigger than you and some kind of a small creature shivering before them. Some part of your mind told you that it was a human man.

Okay, you were here, now what? What should you do?

The answer came to you as you moved to see a little bit more and accidentally kicked a stone. It made a small sound, but that sound was loud enough for giant robots who all turned towards the sound. That’s when they saw you.

”Autobot! Autobots sent a spy here!” a large bot with one optic yelled, throwing his large arms in the air. You flinched and made a move to retreat, but there was a flash and suddenly your legs were surrounded by thick layers of ice. The bot with monocle looking eye had one of their cannon’s pointed towards you, then it flipped back on their back.

”I vouldn’t move if I were you Autobot.” He said, his accent sending shivers through you. He sounded so cold. But when the third bot, the big and intimidating made its way towards you, you truly felt like you were in trouble.

”This is your end Megatron!” came Starscream’s shrilling voice as he emerged from another cave, hand pointed towards the scariest bot before you. Before anyone could even react, he was shooting hundreds of bullets towards the scary bot that you presumed was Megatron.

You shielded yourself with your arms, seeing you were also at the line of fire, but none of the bullets hit you as Megatron’s huge figure shielded you. The bullets had no effect on him. He simply raised his right hand and took one shot at Starscream.

It was a big shot and you only heard Starscream scream before everything went quiet. You carefully opened your optics and looked where your lord had been. He was lying on the ground, unmoving and silent. Definitely dead. Now the big question was, what was going to happen to you?

”Get rid off that traitor’s body. I’ll handle the Autobot.” Megatron growled before turning to you. Fuck, you were literally staring at death itself before you. You were so scared you were shaking, your joints clinking against each other. The ice on your pedes had nothing to do with it.

As the two other bots dragged Starscream’s body past you, Megatron stepped in front of you. He was a giant compared to you. You just hoped you didn’t leak some oil.

The giant bot wrapped his fist around your smaller frame and with a kick of his pede’s heel he smashed the ice around yours and suddenly you found yourself in the air.

”What are you doing here Autobot? Where are the rest of your friends? Did that traitor Starscream bring you here?” he asked from you. You desperately shook your head, as in ’no no, I’m not an Autobot, I’m not a slave’, but it wasn’t enough. He might have even taken that as an objection as he scowled and squeezed you, making you whimper.

”Talk to me or I’ll crush you…!”

Now that was a promise he just made for you. So you talked, but everything that came out of your mouth was just literally a mess of sounds. Megatron scowled at you and threw you against the wall.

The impact knocked any air you had out of you and pulled a high pitched squeak from your vocal processors. For some reason, you couldn’t feel your arm… You gave it a look and you felt your optics widen when you saw that it had come loose and fell on the ground limply. Your whole arm was gone. What the actual hell?

Megatron wasn’t going to answer to you. He reached his arm behind himself and pulled out a sword almost as big as he was. You shivered in fear as the bot approached you with his sword. You closed your optics, waiting for the painful death… When you heard someone speak.

”L- lord Megatron, with all due respect, I think she’s damaged! She can’t speak, so something must be wrong with their processors!”

You peeked a little and saw a chubby little creature standing next to Megatron. Some part of your mind told you he was a human.

”L- let me take a look at her and I can maybe fix her.”

The Deception leader seemed to give it a thought. Finally, he put the sword away.

”Very well then professor. Fix her and bring her to me so she can tell me Autobot secrets.” Megatron walked off and tiny man made his way to you.

”Are you alright? Did the Autobots send you here? Are they here?” he whispered to you, eyeing Megatron over his shoulder as if he was hoping that the giant bot wouldn’t hear.

You shook your head. Why would you bring them? The man sighed in defeat and turned to walk towards a table.

”Come here and I’ll take a look at your throat and arm.” He said. You nodded silently and got up on your feet, grabbing your fallen arm with your intact one.

The man made you lie down on the floor so he had better access to your vocal processors. As you laid there and allowed him to work with your voice, you noticed that the two other bots returned. The cold one noticed you laying there, but you quickly averted your eyes before he could see that you were looking at him.

You just laid there and stared at the cave’s ceiling as the professor worked on your throat. After a moment he looked at you.

”There are some parts here that have been rusted. Fortunately, I think I know how to fix that. I just need some parts.” he said. The cold bot’s face did a weird thing like switched and his face turned into a red face with a red visor.

”You vork vith vhat you got! We’re not spending our resources on puny Autobot scum!” he yelled. You flinched a little in shock of his chance. Why everyone was being so mean? First, they killed your lord Starscream and now you were being held here.

”If you want her to talk, I need parts!” professor raised his voice to red-faced angry bot. The bot looked like he wanted to yell, but Megatron cut him off.

”Get what professor needs Blitzwing. This Autobot may be important to us. Look at her symbol.”

Everybody turned to look at you and the red symbol on your chest. Including yourself. The red mark with three lines on either side of it. A slave mark according to Starscream. You scowled and covered the mark with your intact hand when suddenly the giant bot with one optic was in front of you and pulled your hands off from your chest.

”A member of the Cybertronian Elite Guard!? Tell us you Autobot scum who else knows about mighty Decepticons hideout!” He roared in front of your face. You felt your optics widen in fear and you shook your head, but then he instantly shook you. ”Talk to me or I’ll rip your other arm off!”

The threat made you speak, but as your voice was broken you couldn’t say anything that any of them could understand. The giant’s optic flared as if telling how furious he was. You honestly felt like he was about to kill you.

”Speak like a mech in front of our glorious leader Megatron!”

”Leave her be Lugnut. She can’t speak without the spare parts.” Megatron said and turned towards the bot who changed his face. He currently had his normal face on.

”Go get the spare parts from the old prisoners in the moon Blitzwing. Meanwhile, the professor may reattach her arm and persuade her to tell us all her secrets. Otherwise…” he glanced at you and scowled, the coldness of his making your oil freeze in your veins. ”You two can do whatever you want with her.”

The giant bot grunted as he dropped you unceremoniously on your aft. The face changer’s face whirred and switched into an inky black face with red eyes and big toothy red grin.

”Ooooh~! I hope ve don’t find those parts so ve can play dress up with her!” he screeched happily in a sing a singing voice. Suddenly his face changed into a red face again.

”No, we should crush puny Autobot!”

And back into Icy face.

”I shall go look parts from ze moon. I’ll be back soon.” He said as he walked away towards the cave where he and big guy had dragged Starscream’s body too.

You let out a sigh of relief. So far you were still alive. Not maybe in one piece or well, but alive. Suddenly a loud woman’s voice echoed in a cave and everyone turned to look at you.

”Autobots! Autobots are trying to contact their spy!” the giant bot yelled and threw his big arms in the air. You fumbled in panic as the voice sang about the single ladies and you remembered the mysterious bag in your subspace.

You quickly took the bag out and fumbled with it, all its content spilling on the ground. There was a small machine flashing and singing a song, but before you could do anything the music stopped. There was only one word written across the screen.

A recognition wracked through your body and your mind screamed just one thing that you couldn’t voice out.

’Mom!’