#((love me some sparkle yes siree))

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ITS DA BABYYY ROLLER!! aka mini Silver Lining ✨

That's right kiddo was causing mischief even in the 'womb'

+ I've been watching G1 and read the Spotlight comics and yes I'm namin him after this lil guy

And I came up with some more aspects for Sparklings/Roller

Annddd I've been meaning to get this one outta my system but the size diff in TFA will never not amaze me 😭😭 So I managed some rough sketchies on both creators+sparkling

Servo + Pod

Servo + Sparkling it's so funny shifting him around the images he's such a lil goober (ಥ _ ಥ)

I honestly didn't expect him to be practically the size of OP's palm but I'm all in for it <333

And the height diff sheet! It wasn't what I was going for with OP and Megs but it's somethin??

Still debating on who should be carrier and sire, I love all concepts and ideas ppl come up with so I'm still thinking... but lemme know whatchu think am I cookin or am I cookin (✿◡‿◡)

[dakusan]

T h e B a s i c s / / B l o o d L o r e M a s t e r f i l e

🔞synopsis: What if vampires weren’t hiding? What if they were already famous? They walk in silk suits and stage lights. They run empires and whisper through your headphones. They don’t sparkle—they ruin. Slowly. Beautifully. With fangs at your throat and hands between your thighs. This Masterfile is your guide to Blood Lore—a universe where vampires run the world in secret, and sometimes…they feed while they fuck. Some bite for power. Some for pleasure. And some? Just to hear you moan.

💌a/n: OKAY LISTEN. I KNOW this isn’t a fic. I KNOW it’s not a thirst post. I KNOW some of you are gonna see the words “masterfile” and immediately scroll past like I haven’t been bleeding for this lore since I was 13. BUT. This world? This Blood Lore chaos? It’s the foundation for the entire vampire!SKZ series I’m building—yes, the filthy, unholy, fanged fics you actually want. Every bite, every contract, every glamour-drenched orgasm? They start here. So if you read this masterfile, you’ll catch all the threads I’ll be weaving into the fics—secret rules, power dynamics, bloodbonding effects, magical side effects, vampire politics… all of it. If you skip it? No harm, no blood-feud, I promise. But if you don’t skip it? You’re basically feeding me. And I bite nice when I’m fed. Love you. Stay sinful 🩸🖤 p.s. Welcome to Wreck Me Wednesdays. Your soul, your blood, your sanity—leave them at the door. I’ll take care of the rest p.p.s. Asks always welcome. Come scream. Come theorize. Come bleed lore with me

⚠️ warnings: blood mention & bloodplay — obviously. vampires, babe | NSFW themes (18+) — explicit sexual content, including biting during sex, bloodloss kink, power play, and obsession | violence & dark themes — mentions of murder, seduction as manipulation, soft captivity, and vampire politics | emotional manipulation & possession themes — vampires are pretty, but they’re not safe | addiction & obsession dynamics — especially in blood doll relationships | psychological horror undertones — yes they’re hot, but they’re monsters, too | Read accordingly 🩸💋

📍credits: dividers by @cafekitsune

🎧 » Up All Night — Stray Kids « 0:58 ─〇───── 3:51 ⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻

✦ NORMAL VAMPIRES ✦ “pretty monsters with pretty rules”

✦ enhanced speed — fast enough to blur ✦ heightened senses — hear whispers, smell fear ✦ inhuman strength — beauty hides brutality ✦ venomous fangs — release both poison and pleasure (endorphins) ✦ sunlight weakness — enchanted jewelry keeps them safe ✦ charm you to death — seduction is instinct, not choice ✦ heart = kill switch — pierce it, and they’re gone ✦ witches with fangs — yes, some use magic too

Normal vampires follow tradition. They feed. They fuck. They survive. But they break under pressure.

✦ WEAKNESSES ✦

Sunlight ✦ Without enchanted protection: slow, painful burn ✦ Skin blisters, chars, disintegrates ✦ Prolonged exposure = death by ash

Heart Piercing ✦ Silver, wood, obsidian — one clean stab ✦ Instant death, no revival, no glamour tricks

Holy Relics ✦ Consecrated ground, blessed water, crosses — depends on bloodline ✦ Young vampires flinch; elders laugh ✦ More about energy than religion

Magic Overload ✦ Burn out their powers without feeding ✦ Collapse into bloodshock — a magical seizure

Emotional Bonds ✦ Blood dolls, sires, lovers — leverage ✦ The deeper they feel, the easier they shatter

Fire ✦ Slow death. Ugly. Final. ✦ Trapped in flame = done.

✦ ABNORMAL VAMPIRES ✦ “gods made wrong”

✦ speed that bends time — blink and they’re gone ✦ unbearable senses — they can see your heartbeat ✦ monstrous strength — subtlety optional ✦ fangs that seduce & destroy — endorphins first, venom later ✦ no sunlight weakness — they walk in daylight like it’s theirs ✦ seductive presence — feels like drowning in silk ✦ when hungry or angry, veins bloom across the cheeks ✦ bloodlust = feral mode — control is illusion ✦ magic is inherited, not learned ✦ heart-stab = explosive death burst ✦ only way to kill: stab the heart + decapitate simultaneously

They weren’t turned. They were born wrong. Too powerful to obey. Too hungry to stay good.

✦ WEAKNESSES ✦

Rage States / Hunger Cracks ✦ No target. No filter. Just carnage. ✦ They will kill lovers. Friends. Anyone warm.

Overload Feedback ✦ Too much power = blood leaks from eyes, seizures, screams ✦ Their magic eats them from the inside

Silver + Hemlock Resin ✦ Injected or smeared on blades ✦ Slows regeneration, scrambles senses

Dual Execution Required ✦ Heart stab = explosion ✦ To truly kill: stab + decapitate at the exact same time

Sound Magic / Sonic Resonance ✦ Blood-tuned frequencies rupture their internal channels ✦ Rare. Painful. Used by elite hunters only

Psychological Anchoring ✦ Some need rituals, charms, or lovers to stay sane ✦ Take it away = they unravel in hours

✦ SHARED VULNERABILITIES ✦

✦ Fire ✦ Magic exhaustion ✦ Emotional entanglement ✦ Starvation ✦ Bloodline corruption — curses, mutations, or rogue rituals

✦ BLOOD DOLLS ✦ “willing wrists, signed lips, and a heartbeat on loan.”

A Blood Doll is not a victim. Not a snack. Not a one-time indulgence. They’re chosen. Or—they choose.

What are they? Humans under magically bound contracts with vampires. They give blood—sometimes their body—in exchange for luxury, protection, and devotion. A relationship both symbiotic and addictive.

The Deal: ✦ Give blood freely. ✦ Intimacy is common, but not required. ✦ In return:   — you are protected like treasure   — fed, clothed, spoiled   — emotionally obsessed over   — untouchable by anyone else

Some call it soft captivity. Others? A beautiful kind of ruin.

Blood Doll Culture: In high society? It’s prestige. A whispered flex behind crimson lips. In underground circles? Rawer. Carnal. Addiction dressed as devotion. Some vampires keep one doll for life. Others? Rotating contracts. Disposable pleasures.

The Danger? ✦ A vampire too deep in hunger may drain a doll dry. ✦ A bond too strong can turn obsessive—on either side. ✦ If the contract is broken? — blood sickness   — psychic withdrawal   — or they simply… vanish.

But the truth? Some dolls fall in love with their vampire. And some vampires… Forget to see them as anything more than beautiful glass vials waiting to be emptied.

✦ VAMPIRE MAGIC ✦ “instinctual. inherited. never merciful.”

Blood Magic (Sanguimancy) ✦ clot wounds instantly ✦ control heartbeats ✦ pull memories from the blood ✦ trap someone with a drop

“If he’s fed from you, he remembers things you’ve forgotten.”

Glamour ✦ hide their face ✦ charm with a glance ✦ make you forget your own name

Dreamwalking ✦ enter your dreams ✦ plant thoughts, desires ✦ leave you gasping, unsure what was real

dangerous when done too often — it frays the mind

Binding & Contracts ✦ all vampire pacts are sealed with ancient magic ✦ a whispered vow becomes a chain ✦ if a doll breaks it → sickness, blood withdrawal, madness ✦ if a vampire breaks it → backlash that ravages body and mind

“He made you say it out loud. That’s how the chain locked.”

Flame & Shadowcraft ✦ rare, raw, and mostly Abnormal ✦ summon black flame — cold, soul-burning ✦ manipulate shadows that move on their own

Used for combat. Or punishment.

✦ THE PRICE OF MAGIC ✦ More magic = more hunger. Power burns through their reserves like acid. And the only refill? Blood. The more dangerous the spell, the more desperate they become after.

Abnormals? Their magic is chaos. They don’t always control it. Sometimes—it controls them.

✦ VAMPIRE SOCIETY ✦ “the gods don’t live above us. they walk beside us. in suits. in silk. with blood on their tongues.”

They don’t hide in crypts anymore. They walk your streets like they own them. Run your nightclubs. Fund your startups. Slip between hospital floors and studio spotlights.

Their world is layered over ours—Hidden. Ancient. Intimate. And bleeding into everything.

THE VEIL: The World Within the World The Veil is their secret society. A network of old bloodlines, city courts, silent wars, and ancient laws—governing vampires across the globe.

✦ Think: royal courts, underground cabals, centuries-old grudges ✦ Old-money sires rule from boardrooms ✦ New-blood elites pose as models, actors, politicians ✦ And somewhere between exile and chaos… Abnormals thrive.

THE BLEND: How They Coexist With Humans Integration > Isolation. They embed, not separate. They use you. Feed from you. Fuck you. Protect you. Keep you. Lose you.

✦ Blood Dolls are the cleanest way in—luxury, loyalty, control ✦ Elite blood clubs exist, masked as cocktail lounges ✦ Some vampires run hospitals. Others own record labels. ✦ You follow them on Instagram. ✦ You voted one into office. ✦ You cried over his choreography at that sold-out world tour.

One of them whispered into a mic last year and made half the arena scream. The other half… fainted. No one’s talked about it. Not out loud.

HIERARCHY: Power, Not Kindness Each region has its structure—Some modelled after monarchies. Others? Syndicates.

✦ The Eldest / Sires – ancient vampires, rulers of cities or entire countries ✦ The Enforcers – brutal, loyal, rarely seen (unless it’s already too late) ✦ Blood Houses – legacy families with land, power, and secrets ✦ Nomads / Rogues – unaffiliated, dangerous, beautiful ✦ Blood Dolls / Bound Humans – loved, fucked, used, protected

Abnormals? Most courts don’t want them. But the ones who do… crown them in secret.

THE MASQUERADE: Law & Leverage ✦ Don’t reveal yourself to humans—unless arranged ✦ No public feeding ✦ No unauthorized siring ✦ Don’t kill your doll—unless bound by ritual ✦ Protect The Veil. At all costs.

Punishment? Blood starvation. Exile. True death. Or worse—being turned into an example.

There’s a man who used to play violin in Paris. He broke a contract. Now he plays for the Enforcers. No hands. Just his voice.

THE TRUTH? They’re not surviving. They’re winning. They’ve mastered the art of blending—In fashion. In business. In sex. In sound. Some sit in courtrooms. Some run streaming platforms. And some? Some stand under spotlights with voices like spells. They don’t hide what they are. They dare you to notice.

✦ THE ABNORMALS IN HIDING ✦ “they weren’t destroyed. they evolved.”

They were feared. Hunted. Outlawed. Too unstable. Too powerful. Too hungry to be allowed into the pristine halls of The Veil.

But Abnormals? They didn’t die out. They adapted.

How They Hide “Survival meant strategy. So they learned to blend.”

✦ Blood charm suppressants. ✦ Faux feeding routines. ✦ Some even fake sunlight weakness just to sell the lie.

They present as “elite��� normals—Charismatic. Brilliant. Seductive. Slightly unhinged. And The Veil? It loves brilliance. So they slipped in.

The Silent Coup: Power in Disguise Here’s the truth The Veil won’t admit: Its most powerful players? They’re not Normal. They’re Abnormal. And they’ve already rewritten the rules.

✦ The blood trade tycoon who never blinks—Abnormal. ✦ The court’s Enforcer whose kills are always “accidents”—Abnormal. ✦ The noble matriarch whose dolls never last the year—definitely Abnormal. ✦ The legal scholar rewriting Abnormal policy? One of them too.

They rose through seduction, brilliance, violence, and perfect control. They wear the mask better than anyone.

The Irony? Normals fear Abnormals for being unstable. But the ones who infiltrated? They’re the most controlled monsters of all. Cold. Strategic. Soft-spoken. Lethal. Some wear suits. Some wear crowns. Some wear leather and lace and velvet and red thread around their throat. But all of them? Are already in charge.

✦ WHEN THEY FEED YOU DURING SEX ✦ “you’re not just wet from bloodloss, are you?”

Some vampires are delicate with their dolls. Some aren’t. Some wait until you’re already shaking—already spread, tied, begging—and then they bite.

Because blood is better when you’re close. Sweeter when you moan. Hotter when your pulse is a drumbeat of want.

Here’s what you don’t know until it happens to you: ✦ When they bite mid-thrust, your orgasm doubles. ✦ When they drink while buried inside you, you go silent—except for gasps. ✦ Some keep their fangs in as they fuck you. They say it’s to “feed deeper.” You think it’s to ruin you harder. ✦ Blood loss makes you float. ✦ Blood bonding makes you cum.

And when they pull back, lips stained, fangs bared—you’re already sobbing.

“More?” they ask.

Like they don’t already own your throat. Like your legs aren’t shaking. Like your soul didn’t just leak out with your blood.

And when it’s over? Your thighs are slick with sweat, slicker with cum, and the bite marks throb like a second clit.

Some vampires mark your wrist. Some your throat. The truly possessive ones? Right over your heart. Because when you belong to them, they don’t just fuck you. They feed from you. They fill you. And they make sure you feel it for days.

✦ THE CHOSEN EIGHT ✦ “they don’t need to bite you to own you. but they will.”

THE LEADER // BANG CHRISTOPHER CHAN “he bites slow. he fucks slower. but when he snaps? there’s no going back.” He’ll ruin you with control. Makes you ask for every thrust. Every drop. Calls it discipline. Calls it love.

THE PRINCE OF TEETH // LEE MINHO “don’t look into his eyes unless you’re ready to cum from a whisper.” He’ll glamour you. Then fuck you while you beg to remember your name.

THE ENFORCER // SEO CHANGBIN “you think pain will make him stop. it won’t.” He bites too deep. Fucks too hard. Holds you after like you’re fragile.

THE SIREN // HWANG HYUNJIN “he’ll feed from your thigh just to watch you tremble.” Smiles with fangs. Dances with knives. Kisses like a curse you want to drown in.

THE SHADOW WALKER // HAN JISUNG “you never see him coming. only feel the teeth.” You wake up sore. Tied. Bitten. And loved—so sweetly it breaks you.

THE DREAMER // LEE YONGBOK FELIX “you’ve cum three times before he’s even touched you.” He dreamwalks into your mind. And stays. And feeds. And whispers filth until you’re soaked.

THE BELOVED // KIM SEUNGMIN “He doesn’t raise his voice. He doesn’t need to.” Always calm. Always watching. He’ll edge you with a smile, feed from your thigh like it’s routine, then say “again”.

THE SMILE WITH FANGS // YANG JEONGIN “he laughs while you break.” Playful. Cruel. Charming. You’ll think you’re in control. You never are.

[revelboo]

I miss our city size husband 🥺 may we have a scenario how would Metroplex as a sire to his sparklings? pls

Yes, please. I need fluff to counter the angst request

Scenario-Domestic

Metroplex x Reader

• Startling awake at a squeal, your head lifts to find one of the twins doing an excited toddler dance, little hands up. And you wince realizing your daughter’s so excited because Ratchet’s came to visit. Oblivious to the fact that he’s glaring at you. If looks could kill, you’d be in trouble. Apparently, your giant husband tattled on you. Again. “When’s the last time you got some sleep?” The medic growls as Scamper guiltily avoids your eyes and scoops up the other twin. And Ratchet is lifting your daughter into his arms, the sparkling babbling excitedly. “You can’t just run yourself ragged.”

• Shifting his son to the drone’s hip as the toddler gums his servos, Metroplex leans and hooks his other arm around you. Ignoring your tired protest. Even with you and all three drones, the kids are proving a handful. And he ends up neglecting himself to keep an optic on his little family. Especially since if the young titans aren’t mass shifted down, they’re a big as an adult bot. Making them a threat to you even if they wouldn’t mean to hurt you. “I’m fine,” you protest, lying through your teeth.

• Shaking his head as he cradles one sparkling against his chassis, the weight and warmth of the youngling aching through him with a familiar longing, Ratchet looks around the home the Titan’s fashioned you. It’s bigger now with the sparklings. “Where do you want me to put my stuff?” He asks, voice gruff as you just stare at him from where you’re dangling from the drone’s grip. Because he obviously can’t trust you to take care of yourself when you’re as bad about neglecting yourself as Metroplex is about neglecting himself. You’re both hopeless. It’s not like he has a choice but to move in and keep an optic on you and your family.

• Blinking as you realize the medic’s moving in, you’re not sure what to make of that. Love Ratchet for how much he’s done for your little family, watching over you and helping. Going above and being his duty as a healer. And somehow it feels right for him to be here with you and Metroplex. To be more a part of your lives when he’s already so entwined in them. “I’ll create you a Medbay and habsuite adjoining our home,” Metroplex says and you smile uncertainly catching Ratchet’s optics.

• You’re pleased with him, with this decision and Metroplex relaxes some. Wasn’t sure how you’d react if he asked Ratchet to help out. To stay. But watching the tired medic smiling down at his daughter? He’s sure this is the right choice. Besides, he can use all the help he can get with the sparklings. Ratchet always seems so lonely and he understands being lonely far too well. Had been alone for so long before you’d reached out to him, saved him and given him his voice back.

[muletia]

optimus that just turns into a mess at the mention of having a child of his own. Yes he fosters(everything that's sentient) and loves his adopted children but,there's a want a ache to nurture something that's apart of him. I imagine that once you get over the many mountains that make up the Primes emotional Trauma and weight he'd slowly become more open on at least hinting this want. Which makes me think the prime is very happy to spark someone as he is to get sparked. Imagine being able to reduce the professional prime into a sobbing mess begging for a sparkling. Seeing the mighty Optimus prime thighs shake but he keeps wanting to continue to ensure he gets sparked.

Reader could legitimately just end the war by getting optimus pregnant. Might as well get megatron sparked to if your brave enough to get prime lmao imagine hearing your leading take maternity leave after so many years id be sobbing and screaming 😭🏃‍♂️

Optimus wanting to have his own sparklings after the war, during his retirement, when the only things he has to do are tend to his garden and lounge in a hammock, is my biggest headcanon. I think he’d be a bit awkward with such tiny and fragile beings at first, not really knowing how to care for them (since up until now, he’s been a dad to bigger, more independent bots). But over time, he’d become the best sire other sparklings could only dream of.

And when it comes to making sparklings, he’s unstoppable. His body might be showing signs of overstimulation, hinting that he should stop, but he doesn’t let up. He’d even specifically ask you to put him in a mating press to make sure he gets sparked. He rarely jokes, but when it comes to this, he’s dead serious. Get. That. Mech. Pregnant!

And Megatron… imagine that a mech you hooked up with for just one night—because he wouldn’t stop yapping about sparklings—suddenly contacts you some time later to let you know he’s pregnant lmao

[theoceanoasis]

Rodimus is pregnant after a pitstop on Earth and everyone on the Lost Light is sooooo curious, wondering who the sire is. There's bets that it's either Dratchet's or MiniMeg's or even Thunderclash's because Rodimus is keeping a tight lip on the identity of the sire. And even though they're not the sire/s, they do try to court Rodimus to help him but he gently turns them down.

But surprise! It's actually Soundwave from a one night stand they had on Earth. Not only that but he comes to the Lost Light to woo Rodimus, who thought Soundwave was only interested in his frame but that's far from the truth. He wants to properly court Rodimus and be a family with him.

Rodimus had tried to keep it a secret but after passing out on the bridge his secret was revealed.

He was just coming around when he felt Ratchet scan him and then the medic gasped.

"You're sparked."

Those who'd been waiting for him to wake up also gasped and when he turned on his optics he blushed feeling a little embarrassed that his secret was revealed like that.

"I know."

He didn't say anything else even when people asked about the sire.

Word spread throughout the Lost Light and everyone began placing bets on who the sire was since Rodimus hadn't said anything.

Some thought it was Drift or Ratchet because he was close to them especially Drift. While others pointed out that Ratchet didn't like him and had voted against him as captain.

Other people thought it might have been Megatron or Minimus. While others argued heavily against Megatron being the sire and others thought the couple wouldn't want someone like Rodimus who was the exact opposite to them.

Then someone mentioned Thunderclash and for a while everyone was placing bets on them because who wouldn't love Thunderclash.

Out of all the bets Rodimus hated that one the most. However none of them were right.

He'd been joking about it with Drift until his friend got a serious look on his face and asked him who it was. He'd merely changed the subject refusing to talk about it anymore.

This seems to make his Amica worried because he begins courting him with a reluctant Ratchet. Both of them wanting his sparkling to have a sire.

He didn't even have to think about it before turning them down. However they weren't the only ones who wanted to "help."

Both Minimums and Megatron tried to prove they were worthy of being the sparklings sire. However he refused asking them both to stop.

Thunderclash was a lot harder. He was determined to be the sparklings sire and it was made harder by everyone thinking they were a cute couple. He hated it so much and silently fumed when people talked about what a great guy he was and how his sparkling was so lucky.

Thunderclash followed him around everywhere constantly trying to take care of him even when he could do things by himself.

He was getting tired of everyone bothering him and gossiping behind his back,bthat it was making his carrying so much worse.

He'd just spent the morning throwing up in the bathroom when he heard shouting. He rushed out to see what the commotion was about and found Soundwave coming towards him.

His crew was trying to stop him but Soundwave shoved them out of the way demanding to see him.

"What are you doing here?"

Around him people froze letting Soundwave pass.

"I heard you were sparked."

He blushed glaring at his crew for gossiping so much it got all the way to Earth.

"Is the sparkling mine?"

Unable to deny it he nodded.

"Yes."

Around them people gasped.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't think you'd want them."

"Of course I'd want our sparkling."

"I thought I was nothing more than a one night stand."

"I don't sleep with just anyone."

Soundwave reached out his hands gently stroking his face and he leaned into his touch.

"You are so much more than a one night stand and I've been trying to reach you even before I learned you were sparked."

He felt tears in his optics and Soundwave wiped them away. Around him people were aweing and he pulled Soundwave into his room so they could talk by themselves without everyone listening in.

[cozzzynook]

Hurt/comfort for the TFA au

Bumblebee thought they could stay hidden a little longer but when word reached Ultra Magnus about the sparkling he quickly demanded to meet the sparkling for himself. Keeping his helm down Bumblebee walked towards the main bridge of the ship with the sparkling tightly close to his chest. What will the magnus say when he sees the bitty? Will he take them away or turn them into a weapon. It frightened him.

"There you are solider" Ultra Magnus spoke his optics already focused on the tiny shape. "Word has it that the sparkling in your care is a seeker. May I see them for myself?"

"Y-yes sir..." Nervously he held up his bitty high allowing the tall mech to get a better look. His whole frame shook lightly forcing him to tighten his grip. This is it, he's going to lose another one.

Instead Ultra Magnus gave a low hum before turning away to grab something instead. "You seem to have raised them well. Though its been years since I've seen a seekerling" He then returned holding an ancient looking data pad, handing it over to the yellow mech. "You'll need this if you want to teach them their kinds culture and how to fly"

Bumblebee's optics widened with shock, a tiny small quickly forming on his lips. "Thank you sir" Maybe he was wrong about the Magnus, he wasn't just some old stoic mech who was stuck in the past.

"But sir!" Another voice spoke up "Its a seeker! A warframe our enemy!" Of course it belonged to Sentinel. The blue yellow prime spouting a pout as he glared at the sparkling.

"And only a youngster, Sentinel" The magnus calmy turned to face the prime. "We shouldn't burden past sins of a war they know nothing of on them. Do you understand, prime?"

"But-"

"No buts" Ultra Magnus returned his gaze back onto Bumblebee and the bitty. "I trust you'll raise them well, solider" He then gave a very faint but gentle smile.

"Yes! I-I mean, I will sir" Bumblebee puffed out his chest proudly. He was sure raise them well better than he ever was, after all he was now truly this sparkling's carrier. And he was determined to prove Sentinel wrong.

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Meanwhile in the Decpeticon base Starscream winced as he felt another tug at his spark. He would rub his chest hoping to sooth the light pain as he tried to focus on another pointless meeting. If he knew his spark was going to be still sending pointless waves of affection, he would have just finished off the brat when he still had the chance. Oh well it wasn't his problem now nor did the sire need to know, not that Megatron really loved him anyway...

Awww, okay this made me like this magnus a little more!

Starscream i’m so disappointed in you!

[starheavenly]

Locket is such a interesting take on what a love child of those two could actually be,

They’re not carbon copies of either creator, Granted deadlock and ratchet are not the best parents ever, as such it gives a new depth to locket, a sparkling created midst a war between factions, it’s not going to be all lovey dovey,

You’ve Truly made them a good character, They have such a vibe, a personality built around what they grew up with, keep up the comics! would love to see some of those scripts!

Kudos to you!

Oh my gosh, thank you!!

Locket was originally created as a joke, but it quickly became something I love fleshing out because

1.) I love adding to canon, and sneaking a character in is a little funny, and

2.) Ratchlock/Dratchet is my OTP, so creating something cool with a unique motivation for both of them is fun. Like I do not imagine them to be great parents, Deadlock being a literal murder turned sire that spoils and shelters Locket too much and Ratchet who seems all too apathetic to everything.

Above all that, I like Locket being their own character, separate from both of them. Yes, they objectively exist as a fan-kid, but they have their own stuff—mostly mental illness, but other things too!

I don’t know, I really appreciate people enjoying my character writing since I’m pretty insecure about my writing skills. It makes me happy that people like and relate to Locket!

[cyberapid]

Carrier Instincts

Bit of a swap but I got an itch so Optiratch with Bumblebee son

Bc that’s their son yes

Also fudged the bond and creator coding stuff so If it’s completely wrong just idk ignore me :]

Pt.1 Pt.2

—•—•—•—•—

Many cycles have passed since the emergence of their once tiny, yellow, youngling. Bumblebee is now a nearly grown Bot, so Optimus and Ratchet have found that their Carrier and Sire coding isn't fully offline but rather a secondary instinct- if rarely used at all these days.

The situation Ratchet finds himself in contradicts this idea though, as his frame seems to react even before his processor.

His optics and audio receptors booting up simultaneously brings the sight of his yellow youngling clutched between his arms and soon after the sound of sad chirping, the poor Sparkling- Bot- seems to be desperate for some type of comfort which his Carrier attempts to give with soft rumbles from his engine; something he knows soothed the bot when he was young.

It does the trick as the chirping subsided and his creations optics reboot, bright blue peers up at him and his spark twists at the pitiful sight,

“It’s alright. I’m here-“

A shift from the other side of their comically large berth pauses the old mech as his bonded seems to pull out of recharge slowly, optics flickering a familiar blue but there’s no real evidence of him being awake as his servo clumsily pats their younglings head. The scraping causes Ratchet to wince- There’s definitely some paint transfer from that. It doesn’t seem to bother the Scout who grumbles in contentment from his Sire’s halfaft attention.

“Enough of that,” Optimus’ Servo is pushed to the side as Ratchet turns himself and their Creation to the side, away from the clutches of the half awake Prime who grunts behind him tossing a clumsy arm over the two and slipping back into recharge.

Bumblebee's helm rests against Ratchet's chassis and continues to purr quietly, content. Ratchet returns his call with a deep rumble from his chassis which causes the smaller bot’s optics to flicker off and ease into his carrier's embrace. Ratchet slips into recharge soon after Bumblebee does. They continue to rest well past Ratchet’s preferred time to begin his work. Yet the older bot can’t seem to bring himself to care, even as the nagging in the back of his processor chides himself for his lack of productivity- a smaller but far more dominating directive squashes any thought of disrupting his Creations recharge. Even if his bonded has long left their berthroom with a chaise kiss to his helm and an affectionate pat of their creations helm.

He only allows himself up once his youngling struggles against his grip which he loosens, reluctantly, allowing for the mech to roll off the berth.

“Will we talk about last night?” His question is met with a noncommittal chirp and pedes kicking around nonexistent dirt on his clean berthroom floor, “No, I’m presuming.” The Yellow bot slips from the room, though not before pulling playfully on the bond between him and his carrier, appreciation and love seeping through their connection- vague confusion prods through from the Sire which quickly morphs into happiness, enjoying being included.

[yayasvalveplay]

Shockwave being such a good site and dad has me in tears! He’s gonna hug and love over his babies. The first time one reaches up and curls their tiny hand servo around Shockwave’s large claw he melts. Just so amazed how he and Blurr created these sparklings.

Blurr just warming Shockwave’s spike while he finally gets some rest after being awake for so long. Just totally relaxed on the warframe’s chest. He eventually passes out and Shockwave just pets his head and lightly claws down his back. It’s not even sexual, just closeness and sensual bonding.

When he hears a cry from the other room, he gently tries to peel off Blurr to tend to the babies but eventually just wraps a blanket around them and settles in the babies room in a chair with Blurr on his lap. He extends his long arms so he can also hold his babies and get them to rest.

Just shockwave taking care of his family as much as he can. He’s a warframe and a Decepticon, not an ideal choice for Blurr, a beautiful desirable autobot. So shockwave is going to be the best sire and mate there ever was. If that takes railing Blurr everyday, or helping the children sleep, or killing for his family he will do it.

Killing would honestly be easier but he didn’t sign up for easy he signed up for Blurr

HE IS A GOOD SIRE. He loves his carrier and babyssssss.

And Yes he will kill to keep his family safe.

[redwryvernwrites]

Hey I just realize that Megatron's leg getting hurt during his divorce with Soundwave kinda parallels Dottie's amputated leg.

Also can you tell me some facts about Orion Pax/Optimus Prime?

Lol yes! That was actually unintentional on my part. The only difference is that Megatron injured his left and Dot lost her right. It was detailed in Ratchet's medical report about the incident, if you want to go back and have a look. Megs has had worse but his mental health took a nose dive after the divorce fight, which stagnated his recovery.

I can give you some facts about the skrunkly Big Rig, certainly.

He tried dating Elita-One for a few vorns after the Decepticon/Autobot war began, however, it didn't work as Elita is very much a career girl, focused on her work and did not want to commit to a relationship during war. He did try again after the war ended, but at that point, Elita had figured out that she was into femmes. L's in chat for Oppy Primo.

Orion Pax really wanted to support D16 with his passion for gladiatorial fights but always found them too brutal and off-putting. So instead, he would show his appreciation by buying D16 merch of his favourite racers and fighters.

Orion Pax's favourite Prime is Zeta Prime.

While Megatron was recovering from The Divorce, Optimus visited him everyday out of concern but Megatron constantly rejected him to the point that Ratchet had the stop him from antagonising his patient seeing how distressed it made Megatron.

The first piece of Megatronus Prime merchandise that Orion Pax got D16 was a little key chain that Dee could hang from his Datapad. Megatron still has it. It's faded, lost all it's colour and doesn't look like Megatronus anymore but Megatron still keeps it tucked in his subspace.

Optimus Prime's favourite animals are squirrels. He's also fond of Opossums.

Optimus considers Bumblebee his sparkling in everything but name. He loves him like a father/sire and sending him into hiding broke his spark.

That being said, on the other hand, Optimus looks up to Ratchet like a father/sire. Ratchet was the person he turned to in crisis, especially when he was newly anointed as Prime.

Optimus would often visit the old miners quarters before they were demolished. He would sit for hours on his old berth and stare at where D16 once recharged. He saved the Megatronus Prime sticker that started their entire relationship.

Optimus Prime/Orion Pax never stopped loving Megatron/D16 and it always hurt when they faced each other as enemies. He's tried a few times after the was to start something with Megatron, but all attempts have been ignored, blown off or taken as a joke by Megs.

[ask-tfone-megatron]

Decepticons, assembled! Today, I, Megatron, shall address a critical aspect of our conquest: open communication.

I don't wish to begin my regime with shrouded mystery, fostering skepticism. No more! I invite all to query me directly.

Fear not, for your curiosity will be rewarded, not punished. If I find your inquiry to be worthy of an answer I might also entertain you over my past as d-16.

Step forward, Decepticons, and inquire. Together, we'll forge an unstoppable force.

Important tags(alternative universe):

#u 1255 (tfo megop secret child):

Odyssey, megatron and optimus's child.. which optimus chooses to hide away from Megatron only to be discovered by him on a fateful day as the child went missing and found his sire (Megatron)

Theme- angst, fluffy

Pairing with @ask-tfone-optimus

#u 0124 (tfo Haunted au):

Megatron did it. He didn't save his lover as he said and now Orion is dead. Then why does he keep hearing voice? Why keep seeing him smiling in front of him? Is his lover's spirit keeps visiting him? Perhaps that is his punishment for his sin but then why he finds solace in this haunting illusion of his lover.

Theme- angst

Here Megatron is a grieving d-16

Pairing with @orionpax-arc

#u 0112- Rebirth Au:

What if Megatron returns back to his time to relive his life as d-16 but with his memory instant for him to remember his life as Megatron.

No pairing, open for all Orion pax rp accounts @orionpax-arc ,

RP rules:

Yes rp is not allowed in DM!! Whatever is in the DM .. will remain in the DM!!

The second you start to feel uneasy and uncomfortable during rp please let mun know as my muse tends to be aggressive but rp is about fun and enjoyment not discomfort

Self and oc are allowed.

If you wish for literature rp (not my best suit but you have to tag me in that post and if the scene is suitable for "TFO" Megatron to answer, he will)

Except a mixture of tfo and IDW Megatron while rp

Say rude things and you will get a rude response from Megatron. Tit or tat (I won't feel sorry for that)

(I will add more rules as I see suitable in future and if you wish to chat with the admin you are more than welcome to do so as I won't mind it much... please I sometimes feel very lonely 😭😭😭😭)

How Megatron speaks:

Normal

RAISED VOICE

Yelling

*action*/ action

How admin speaks:

Hello/((hello))

A little bit about Admin (me):

This is a sfw Blog so minors feel free to interact and ask.

Muse will not answer any questions regarding politics, hate, abuse and anything negative. Those questions will be deleted without hesitation.

Mun is a big megop fan! So if you are an optimus rp Blog I will definitely be there in your inbox!. Mun loves almost Soundop, Shockop, Megsound, Optiratchet, Driftratch, wheelratch

About muse:

Megatron is freshly after the tfo movie so the questions over d-16 are acceptable and welcome!!(Poor megs is sad and hurt)

He is independent as well connected to the canon (as much as possible)

This Megatron prefers to interact with intake before aiming his canon but do not mistake that as his weakness. He is still learning the curves of becoming a ruthless leader.

But he is soft for any sparkling in question

Muse and Mun's opinion will not always be aligned (mind it)

He is comfortable with the idea of multiverse as well.

Expect him to sometimes mess around and act more like d-16 (softie) and shit posting with other characters!(Whom he considers friends)

Here are some songs of my muse I love by @acaciasmith8 ((very creative I must add ))

That gif is created by @naeella please follow them!

[dragqueenstarscream]

https://www.tumblr.com/dragqueenstarscream/783581669692227584/head-empty-only-thinking-about-cliffcee-having-a

Honestly the moment cliff starts to show I can see Arcee just...not letting that mech leave the berth for a long while. The swell of his stomach, any body changes, it all drives her feral. Its pretty much like a repeat of when they decided to have kids and Arcee wanted to be sure it would take, but now with more 1000% body worship.

this inspired me so much that i had to write a little something for it.

contains: mechpreg (duh), established relationship, so much fluff good lord, like a cotton candy factory exploded level of sweetness and fluff, body worship, some kinkiness mixed in there

arcee couldn't keep her servos off of him.

ever since she and cliffjumper had begun trying for a sparkling, she'd become very physically affectionate, always sneaking in hugs or possessively wrapping an arm around cliff's waist, as if showing off her claim over him. now that cliff had gotten properly sparked, hardly a moment went by that she wasn't touching him in some way.

and cliffjumper loved every moment of it.

he knew his body would change if he got sparked. he had anticipated that. but now that his body had activated carrier protocol, he'd really begun to notice the changes. his hips had gotten wider, his thighs were noticeably thicker, and, of course, his belly was steadily swelling as their sparkling - an excitable little two wheeler, just like his sire - grew within his forge.

if cliff were honest with himself, he found his changing body sexy in a way he couldn't have imagined before this.

and he knew arcee felt the same way.

the two of them were snuggled up together in their shared berth, and arcee's servos wandered over his whole body, rubbing the outside of his thighs and playfully squeezing his hips. they especially lingered over his belly, arcee's optics lighting up with admiration as she felt for their sparkling.

"he gets excited whenever he hears you, you know," cliff chuckled. "i mean it. talk to him. he'll start kicking."

arcee looked back down to cliffjumper's belly, a small smirk on her face. humoring him, she said, "hey, little guy. you're getting pretty big in there, aren't you?"

sure enough, as soon as the sparkling heard arcee's voice, he began eagerly kicking, even reaching out a tiny servo. cliffjumper felt his voice catch in his vocalizer as his belly fluttered, grinning like a fool as his conjunx, the sire of his child, the love of his life, spoke to their little one.

"he's gonna be a handful," cliff smiled. "i think daredevil's gonna be a lot like his sire."

arcee turned to give cliffjumper a deadpan look. "we're not naming our kid daredevil," she said plainly, which made cliffjumper laugh.

"oh, come on, it'd be perfect for him!" he protested.

"we might have to go back to the drawing board on that," arcee said, shaking her head, though she had a smile on her face as she moved to kiss cliff, who eagerly returned the kiss.

"primus, you're so sexy like this, cliff," arcee groaned, squeezing one of his plush thighs. "makes me wanna put another baby in you..."

cliff couldn't hide the shiver that ran through his body. he could already feel his panels heating up, and he knew he couldn't let this opportunity go.

"well, i don't know if that's possible," he said with a casual shrug, "but... it might be worth a try. i think daredevil might like a little brother or sister. what do you think?"

arcee squinted down at cliffjumper, watching him for a few moments, before gripping the back of his helm and pulling him in for a desperate, hungry kiss.

oh yes, cliffjumper could get used to this.

[cyberrose2001]

Can I request a Ratchet x Fem! Reader, headcanons or or shot your choice! On how Ratchet would handle the reader having a child from a previous relationship? I think it would be adorable see the grumpy medic interact with a little kid, like 5?

TFP Ratchet w/ an S/O who has a child from a prev. relationship (hcs)

GOD I love this idea so much, I might write a proper fic about it one day gahhh <3

I could’ve made this better but my brain feels like mush atm so apologies for that… I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: SFW/fluff, reader has a kid.

Word count: 543

- Before even diving into the relationship, you had explained to Ratchet that you have a toddler from a previous partner and that they can be quite a handful.

- Ratchet did not seem to mind at all; hell, he regarded himself reasonably competent in handling infants, gaining most if not all of his experience from when he was a practitioner on Cybertron. He loves sparklings (and they seemed to love him as they would climb all over his frame when giving them checkups), so how different could a human sparkling be?

- Very, very different, he learned. He had to be careful around sparklings and humans before, but now with a little itty-bitty human sparkling running around between his pedes, Ratchet is terrified that he’ll step on them.

- Ratchet already had his reservations regarding humans occupying the base. Save for you, of course, seeing that you’re in a committed relationship with him. But having an already small human running around after an even tinier human stresses him more than Miko ever does.

- Ratchet will demand every bot to be mass displaced when you come to the base for visits with your kid, whether they like it or not.

- Despite already being fiercely protective of them (purely from peepaw instincts and a medic’s perspective), it will take some time for Ratchet to warm up to them and start having little play dates. And to the idea of becoming a step-sire to the kid.

- His frame is a bit too rusty to stay on the floor and play Tonka trucks with them. But who needs toy trucks when you have an actual truck to play with? He’ll drive them around the base for joy rides (with your permission, of course), his hardened spark defrosting from the pride he feels hearing their joyous laughter from the passenger seat.

- On one occasion, your toddler patters over to Ratchet and takes his servo; he’s confused but begrudgingly allows them to drag him off somewhere. He glances back at you in a silent plea but is met with your amused expression.

- “Daddy, follow me? I want to show you a something.”

- Ratchet is inwardly sobbing when they call him ‘Daddy’ for the first time, choking back tears when they drag him to greet everyone around the base with an enthusiastic “Say hello, dada!”.

- “Yes, yes. Uh, hello.” Ratchet.exe is not working. Initiate crying and sobbing mode?

- After being dragged around by them, Ratchet offers to help prepare them for bed, still reeling from the immense pride he feels. He’ll help you bathe them, dress them and ensure that they get any medications that they may require before tucking them in.

- Sometimes, Ratchet lays in berth with your toddler curled up on his lap, reading them a bedtime story. And you’ll often find them both asleep with the children’s book slipping away from his servo.

- You’d watch from the door with a warm smile, heart nearly bursting out of your chest, watching him slowly become more comfortable with taking on the important role of a father figure. You’d eventually join the adorable sleep fest, but not before snapping a photo on your phone to keep as your wallpaper.

[mychlapci]

Thinking on the logistics of an barbarian AU and how to Freud-centipede it with some reasonable worldbuilding and to me it's an imperative that some barbarian raiders, specially the ones deep into the wastelands where it's either kill or be killed, have sex initiation rituals for maturity, some usually conducted by the mentor of a bot where the mentee needs to successfully breed the mentor.

It's a public rite passage, of a sparkling that needs to be lead on everything to a fully grown bot capable of siring new bitlets, as such, it's common to be a public fragging that will just cease the moment the mentor is visibly fragged or when his spark casing shows an orbital spark. Something that horrifies the prim and proper non-wastelanders, specially when sometimes the mentor is an uncle/aunt, sire, carrier or even grandcarrier (not everytime, usually the youngster is trained by a captured scientist/thinker from outside of the barbarian group or even trained by another barbarian group as a sign of goodwill or of subservience).

It's very honorable too, you see, it's so joyful to see that youngster maturing into a fully grown bot that will help to replenish the group's warriors, plunderers and raiders and show appreciation for the bot that raised them into the mech/femme they are today. As such, integrated members also need to participate in it to be seen as full members of the group.

Cue to Springer and Hot Rod, just recently deemed adults, having to somehow get their grandsire Kup pregnant. They could take a while for each sparkling, it'snot a big deal and they have plenty of time to rail him, but none of them wanted to be "younger than" the other, even if by just 9 months. As such, their luck was that Kup still had his insane fertility of his youth, in no time he will get double pregnant of his two young studs and grandchildren.

Just imagine him letting them compete and argue about who will go first, he isn't supposed to help them, just to see both giving up and railing him at the same time, double penetrating that old man in a impossible and tight fit. In the end not only he was pregnant but somehow the cum that slipped made both of them also get pregnant with each other's bitlet. If before they didn’t want to embarass themselves by being "older" than the other now they will by the fact that in their siring ritual they somehow both got pregnant at it.

-🟦

yes yes yes. i love ritual sex and breeding, it’s so good. and it’s perfect for barbarian AU’s.

asjdvkhsak of course Hot Rod and Springer would get each other pregnant in the middle of frantically trying to breed Kup... they could’ve taken their rituals at different times, but nooooo they have to be the tribe’s trouble makers...

[cozzzynook]

Transformers G1

Now there are four of them!!

Astrotrain and blitzwing, blitzwing and astrotrain the local triplechangers in the decepticon faction, had been acting weird or at least weirder than normal.

It's not until a few days later than the duo bring in two new recluits, a pair of twins that look like they would fit better with the autscum that the decepticons, it isn't until a few months of them being in the decepticon intel department that some cons realize why the triple changers brought them, or at least it's their theories.

Carrying, both twins are carrying, and either they are already months in or that just a big sparkligs, the first theory is brought down by the constructicons who asure seeing blitzwing making out with the younger twin in a not so empty hall, the second theory is respalded by thundercracker and skywarp who assure seeing cliffjumper kissing with astrotrain in the groundbridge when they though no one was around to see them.

Megatron decides to wait till the emergence day to see if the triplechangers are the actual sires or if those two just found the minicon twins hot and decides to be step sires.

A few months later and yes they are in facts the sires and the sparkligs are theirs, both had mechs,one year in and when the sparklings are suposed to transform into their alt modes for the first time and you got a little train and a tank doing wheels all around the decepticon base until blitz jr decides he wants soundwave's visor and transform into a jet and goes and almost bodyslams soundwave and his cousing follows already transformed into a spaceship.

Megatron is delighted, they already had an advantage with blitzwing and astrotrain and now with the triplechangers sparklings they will be unstopabble (the sparklings still need to grow, but eh let the old man dream)

Oh my gosh i LOVE this!!!!!

This made me smile and its so funny!

Dumb old man megs is such a dreamer!

Minicon twins gettin it in with two huge triple changers is so funny and I definitely can see them waddling around with big ol tanks far too big for their frames with huge triple changer guard hounds trailing behind them all worried.

[tinydefector]

labratory Logs

Shockwave x Human

Wanted to share some of my stuff of Shockwave, Tiny and Traxies

Warning: Human experimentation, past mutilation, mention of torture (not from Shockwave)

Shockwave masterlist

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Tiny watches as the senator continues checking over his equipment. He coos the blue sparkling, resting on his hip, trying to quiet the little one so they don't disturb Shockwave's work.

The young sparkling makes a small collection of noises trying to get Shockwave's attention. The little blue bot wiggles desperately in Tiny's arm, wanting their Sire. “Traxies please he's busy at the moment he will give you cuddles latter baby” Tiny tries to settle the little bot. "Shockwave," he calls out slightly, defeated over how restless the little blue bot was being.

Shockwave, engrossed in his work, is momentarily oblivious to the commotion around him. The sound of his name being called finally registers in his audials, causing him to look up from his datapad. His optics focus on Tiny and the small blue bot in their arms, recognizing the familiar sound of his youngling fussing again.

With a gentle smile, Shockwave sets aside his datapad and reaches out to take the small bot into his own arms. He cradles the sparkling close, making soothing sounds to calm their distress. "There, there, my little one, you're not causing trouble for your father, are you?" he murmurs softly, his voice a low rumble.

Shockwave's optics shifts to Tiny, appreciating their efforts to get his attention. "Sorry sweetspark, i got sidetracked with work again," he says sincerely, his expression warm and grateful. "They didn't wake you, did they?."

Tiny shakes his head. "No, they were just fussing again. They've been restless most of tonight. They wanted you tonight, hahah. " they laugh softly, watching them both with soft eyes, fully content watching his lover and child.

Shockwave then turns his attention back to the sparkling, gently rocking them back and forth. "Now, my little one, what seems to be the matter? What has upset you?" he asks in a soothing tone.

Traxies continues making small clicking and cooing noises once Shockwave finally holds him. Tiny moves closer, and a smile tugs his lips, watching the small bot with Shockwave. "He wanted daddy," they coo softly while making their way over to press against Shockwave.

Shockwave's optics narrows slightly as he hears Tiny's comment, the corners of his mouth quirking up in a soft smile. "Yes, it seems so," Shockwave replies, his voice filled with warmth and affection. He looks down at Traxies, his optic studying the sparkling's features. His servo lightly taps their nasal ridge, which makes the sparkling squeal and giggle.

Feeling Tiny leaning against his side, Shockwave instinctively wraps an arm around him, drawing them borh closer. The contact brings a surge of comfort and contentment, a soothing presence amidst the chaos of what was happening on cybertron. He turns his attention back to Traxies, his tone gentle as he continues to speak. "Recharge little spark, we'll head to berth soon," he whispers softly as Traxies snuggles against him.

As Traxies continues to make small noises, Shockwave hums softly, a low melodic sound that resonates through his chassis, his spark field dancing softly against his little sparks feild He presses a gentle kiss against the top of the sparkling's helm, his love for his family evident in every action and word.

"Getting sappy on me again, Senator?" The young human man teases as he's lifted up by Shockwave's other servo. Tiny presses a soft kiss to Shockwave's lips. "You look good like this," he hums against Shockwave's lips

Shockwave's optics shimmer, a faint hint of amusement flickering across his face as he looks at the young human man in his grasp. He adjusts his servo to hold him securely, acknowledging the playful comment. "Sappiness is a subjective term, Tiny," he replies, his voice holding a trace of amusement. "One could argue that expressing affection and love is simply a natural response to one's Conjunx and small spark."

"You have a way of bringing out the softer side of me," he admits, his voice low and intimate. "And I find myself grateful for it." His arm tightens around Tiny, holding him close as he cherishes that moment, surrounded by their small family.

Tiny chuckles against as he leans over to kiss Traxies helm. "Feels strange being here, 2 years ago you and I couldn't even understand each other, remember how shit scared i was when you opened that box i was in i thought you were going to eat me hahha, you had never seen a human before. now we have a kid, " he hums while leaning back in Shockwave's chassis.

Shockwave's optics narrows slightly as he recalls the events from two years ago. "Indeed, our initial encounter was... unconventional, to say the least," he responds, his voice carrying a hint of reminiscence. "You were an unexpected gift from Proteus, a sinister package designed to test my abilities. And yet to this moment, it was still the best present to gever grace my servos despite how sinister it was meant to be"

He remembers opening that box, uncertain of what he would find inside. The sight of a frightened human, alive and vulnerable, had been a surprise to him. Tiny had tried bolting across the desk only for Shockwave to catch him before he hit the ground. never had he encountered a creature like Tiny before, and the initial confusion and mortification had been mutual from both of them.

"How Time passes," he says, his voice filled with a mix of pride and fondness.

As Tiny leans back into his chassis, Shockwave's servo gently rubs his back in a soothing motion. "And now, here we are, with our precious Traxies," he says, his voice holding a note of tenderness. "I've only ever been this content while working at the academy and telling off the council," he teases, which earns him a slight glare from Tiny

He looks down at Traxies, watching the sparkling falling to sleep with a mixture of affection and curiosity. "Our journey has been unconventional, but I wouldn't trade it for anything"

"Shocks, what's happening with the council I don't mean to sound worried but the assassinations...something isn't right with Proteas and Scentiel, do you know what's going on, im worried one day im going to lose you" They state softly while looking up at the mech, cupping his face plate, the young mans eyes potray a mix of worry, fear and despair.

Shockwave's optics narrows slightly as he listens to Tiny's concerns, his expression becoming more serious. He understands the weight of the situation and the potential dangers that surround them.

"The recent assassinations within the council worry me too, Orion is helping me with trying to put an end to it," he admits. He pauses for a moment, his servo gently stroking Tiny's back in a comforting gesture. "I know you're worried, but without figthing for change, the cycle will just continue,"

"Rest assured, I will do everything in my power to protect our family and ensure a safe future." Shockwave's gaze meets Tiny's, his blue optics filled with determination. "I understand your worries, and I share them," he says, his voice tinged with a mix of vulnerability and determination. "But I will not allow any harm to come to you or our family. Nothing could ever take you away from me. You are my sparkholder, and I will protect you both no matter what."

He leans down, pressing a tender kiss to Tiny's forehead. " My littler shimmering star and Supernova, and I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe," he reassures, his voice filled with unwavering resolve.

"Just please stay safe, I love you, you know that," Tiny sighs into his plating. shockwave's frame tenses slightly at the heartfelt words. He reaches out, gently cupping Tiny's face in his servo, his expression softening. "I know, Tiny," he replies, his voice filled with sincerity.

"And I love you too, more than words can express. From your Galaxy to mine, " His servo moves to caress Tiny's cheek, his touch gentle and comforting. Shockwave leans down, pressing a gentle kiss to Tiny's lips, holding the moment for a lingering second. "We will face whatever challenges come our way together," he says, his voice filled with conviction.

"And I promise to do everything I can to remain by your side, always."He pulls Tiny closer, holding him tightly against his chassis, his embrace conveying a sense of protection and love. In that moment, surrounded by their family, he vows to be the steadfast support that Tiny needs, no matter what lies ahead.

_______

'Recording ended'

Shockwave's optics flicker as he replays the holographic recording of his past life with Tiny and Traxies.

The Scientist stands there rather quietly, memories of love and loss preserved only on a data log. He had never intended for this to happen, the original shockwave hadn't. He had given his life to protect his lover and sparkling.

Yet in the Empurata room he had watched them torture and mutilate his lover as they pulled him apart, put him back together, the Shadow play was meant to make it so he would kill his own lover, yet it had only made Shockwave Emotionless, logical and driven.

Shockwave's optics dimmed as he replayed the recording of his previous life, reliving the moments shared with his beloved Tiny. The memories brought a mix of longing and pain, reminding him of the happiness they once had, but also the devastating loss that followed.

His focus shifted to the containment unit holding Tiny's preserved form, suspended in the liquid. It was a constant reminder of the Council's cruelty and his inability to save his lover. He had hoped to find a way to sustain Tiny's form, to bring him back, but so far, his efforts had been in vain.

"Labratory Log 21307, Attempt 37, project Lazarus, cybernetic integration and regeneration, subject is of human decent whos has been mutilated by cybertronian technology, other attempts have left subject still in status,"

" itergration with Maximal CNA, Pretacon Cybernetics and Nanites."

"Theory: DNA and CNA combine and Nanites successfully reconstruct Human body and tissue"

"First Cybernetic-Orgainc Intergration"

"Logistics 73% compatible"

'Please, just work, please give him back to me'

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