#blades+hisroommate

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The Time Blades Sang Karaoke With Optimus Prime

"Oh oh oh, and have I ever told you about the time Optimus and I sang karaoke?" Why no Blades. You did not. Allow me to tell everyone for you. So- That's all this one-shot is! More fun with Blades, Ratchet, and Orion!

"C'mon Ratch! Sing with me!" Blades tugged on Ratchet's arm. The ATV had picked up a whining tone that had quickly started to get on Ratchet's nerves. "No. I'm not singing." "But it would be funnnnn," Blades hung off his roommate's arm. Ratchet pried Blades's servo off and let the smaller bot fall to the floor. "Go find someone else to pester," Ratchet stepped over Blades's frame. "But Jazz is busy DJ-ing and nobody else wants to sing with me!" Blades whined as he pulled himself off the floor. The bot looked miserable. "Pleeeease?" Blades widened his optics and gave a small pout, trying to look cute. Cute had never worked on Ratchet before and neither were under the impression it would start now. Ratchet sidestepped his rather pathetic looking roommate and swiped a cube of high-grade before returning to the party. Blades sighed and slumped to the floor once again. Ratchet was usually more open to partying with Blades, but the taller medic wasn't up to Blades's type of fun. Probably off talking to- Blades shot up from the ground. "ORION PAX!" Blades popped his wheels out of his pedes and darted into the party. He found the blue and red archivist downing a cube of high-grade, as expected. Most everything Blades knew about the mech, outside of these parties, was through Ratchet. That is to say, Blades didn't know Orion very well at all. Good thing you didn't need to know someone to drag them into karaoke. Blades grabbed Orion by the arm and dragged him up to Jazz, who was in charge of all the music. (It did not occur to Blades that Orion so easily followed because Blades, much like Ratchet, was white and orange. And Orion was overcharged as per usual.) "Jazz! Orion and I would like to sing-" "Shut Up and Dance!" Orion had a wide grin on his face. "Got it! The mics are all yours!" Whatever high energy song Jazz had been playing transitioned into a familiar beat that had Blades more than excited. Surprisingly, it was Orion's voice that started tham off. The archivist was tapping his pede to the beat, his optics bright from overcharge. "Don't you dare look back, just keep your eyes on me. I said you're holding back she said shut up and dance with me," Blades watched Orion at the mic, not yet having joined him. The ATV let out a shaky vent and adjusted his hold on the mic. "This woman is my destiny she said-" "Oo ooo~ Shut up and dance with me!" Blades joined in, singing the lyrics with all his spark. "We were victims of the night, the chemical, physical kryponite! Helpless to the bass and the fading light, oh~ we were bound to get together! Bound to get together!" Singing together was so fun! Ratchet didn’t join Blades enough. He really ought to remedy that.

--

Ratchet watched as his closest friends danced and sang together. The song was catchy, a pop tune he was sure he had heard before. It was also likely Orion's choice, as the mech was the one to start singing first. The medic took a small sip of his cube. Hopefully, this would prevent Blades from asking karaoke from him too often. Ratchet had no place in the center of attention. And neither did Blades, outside of these parties.

--

Blades needed to get Ratchet on this stage next. This was so much more fun than usual! Orion had wound the mic cord around his leg, somehow managing not to trip over it. Blades twirled his cord like a ribbon. It was as elegant as it was an uncoordinated, overcharged dance.

--

Back in the audience, a young enforcer was snickering into his cube. Streetwise loved these shindigs. Good high-grade, good entertainment, and if the way Orion was already struggling with his mic cord was anything to go by, something funny too.

--

Blades hadn't actually considered how dangerous the mic cords were. He still twirled his like it was an extension of himself. He should consider adding a winch to his frame. But the winch could wait for another time. He'd say a time after karaoke but- It was like slow motion, the cord just a bit tighter, Orion, who made the wrong step, and then- CRASH! Orion was sprawled out on the floor, still rather happy, but a bit bruised up. Blades let out a squeak and hurried to help up his fallen friend. Both of them were laughing, as were most others who bore witness to Orion's blunder. Ratchet was absolutely cackling, he had likely seen this coming.

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"Ratch? You up for karaoke?" Blades asked, though there wasn't any party this time. There was a mischievous twinkle in his optics Ratchet set his datapads down with a soft thunk. There was no way that Blades would be getting Ratchet to join him any time soon. "You can return these." The taller medic left the room without another word. "Wait! Ratchet!! I'm sorry!" Blades scrambled after his roommate. Ratchet laughed to himself as Blades chased after him. With luck, Blades adopted Orion as his new karaoke partner.

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Rescue Bots in Jasper: Part 1

The first in a three part prequel to my one-shot, Storytime with Blades! @mfganonymous hates me for this one, so it's now specifically dedicated to them.

"Ugh. My parents are talking about more school when I get back to Japan. I don't think I'll want to go back," Miko banged her head against Bulkhead's pede. "What about you guys?"

"I'm actually really excited to go to university after I graduate! I've been looking into one outside of Nevada so I can see more of the states!" Raf chriped, barely looking up from his computer.

"My mom keeps dropping hints that I should look into community college," Jack sighed.

"Do bots have school?" Miko asked, staring up at the Cybertronians.

"Umm. I don't think there's an equivalent for us," Bulkhead scooped up his human.

"Says you." Ratchet involves himself in the conversation for once. "Cybertron had training, which in certain castes was much like human universities."

"So you went, Docbot?" Ratchet tsked.

"Of course I did. The medical caste-"

"What was it like?"

--

"C'mon Ratchet! We're gonna be late!" Blades was dragging the taller medic by his arm.

"I think you mean you're going to be late. I didn't get nomiated for the Rescue Program," Ratchet laughed.

"Same difference! I get to meet my team today!"

Blades and Ratchet joined the crowd gathered in the middle of Iacon. Many bots from all different castes were gathered, all waiting to be assigned to a Rescue team. A highly coveted and skilled achievement. Only the best of the best even qualified, and even then, it wasn't a grantee.

After much waiting, the anouncer called out for the last rescue team this vorn.

"The final rescue team of this season is Sigma 17. There will be four bots assigned. Specializes in space missions."

Blades let out a little whine. "I don't think I got in..." Ratchet set a hand on his roommate's shoulder.

"There's still four spots left. I'm rooting for you,"

"The fire response of Sigma 17 is- HEATWAVE!" A pale red bot stepped out of the crowd onto the stage.

Blades was shivering with nerves.

"The law enforcement of Sigma 17 is- CHASE!" A silver mech shakily stepped up, giving Heatwave a servoshake before going almost unnaturally still.

"The engineer of Sigma 17 is- BOULDER!" A green bot scampered onto the stage, greeting his new teammates.

"I didn't make it..." Blades sighed, leaning into Ratchet. Ratchet tugged his small friend closer.

"The medic of Sigma 17 is- BLADES!"

"W-what?!" Blades straightened and shook Ratchet's shoulder. "I made it." He grinned wide. "I made it!"

"Didn't doubt it for a second." Ratchet offered a soft smile and nudged his friend up. "Now go," Blades squeezed Ratchet's arm one last time and went to the stage.

Ratchet watched on as his roommate cheerily introduced himself to the rest of Sigma 17.

--

Ratchet didn't know that he'd end up as a field medic. He wasn't complaining. He'd done a lot of good for the Autobots and neutrals.But he was useless in this one instance. Completely and utterly useless.

Cybertron was dying, anyone could see that. With the death of the planet, any offworld Cybertronians returned to try and assist the planet. Rescue Bots. Bots like Blades and his team.

And the Decepticons were shooting them down like scraplets. It was a genocide.

An entire division of Cybertronians were gone in one fell swoop.

Ratchet was never going to see his bubbly orange friend again. The zippy, chatty little bot who liked to pop his wheels out of his pedes so he could wheel around everywhere. Blades was gone.

--

"As I said, it was much like your school. Homework, grades, stress, roommates, parties. Not unlike what Earth schools have."

"Cool! Wish I could see a 'bot school!" Miko cheered. "What parties did you even go to? Bet your roommate made ya go!" Ratchet huffed.

"It doesn't matter."

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Storytime with Blades!

So, I have watched Transformers One and fallen headfirst back into the Transformers fandom. Also- my sibling, @mfganonymous, and I had a riveting and insane conversation about Rescue Bots and the Aligned Continuity. So, I may be writing this for a while (i have the next part of the criminal au in the works i swear) Hope you enjoy Blades and his stories from school!

It had been a relatively peaceful time in the Omega Outpost, even with the addition of four new bots and five new humans. No one was on a mission, so all of Team Prime as well as the Griffin Rock Rescue Bots were all gathered together. Ratchet was typing away, imputing some information for new medical files for the Rescue Bots, Optimus was watching while idly scrolling through a datapad. The kids, plus Cody and his family, were all on the catwalk. Cody was chattering away about his bot friends and all the cool stories they had while the humans and remaining Autobots listened.

“Oh yeah,” Heatwave said, almost without thinking. “Blades has all those stories from back when he was in med school. You wanna share one?” This turned the attention from Cody to Blades rather quickly, but for once, Blades didn’t mind all the eyes on him. He had many tales from his time in school, and loved sharing them. He wasn’t exactly sure if he say that Ratchet was his old dormmate, given that he seemed to be the respected team medic for Team Prime, but any stories from their parties should be safe enough.

“Ooh, I do have a couple! One of my favorites, and Dani and Cody have heard this one before, but it’s always fun to tell! Anyway, back when I was in school, my roommate and I used to throw these parties on the weekend. Tests were rough and we needed a way to relax a bit, so there was more than a little high-grade at these functions,” No one noticed, but Ratchet had started listening more closely.

“High-grade?” Kade asked.

“Cybertronian alcohol,” Arcee responded.

“Uh- Yeah, that’s what it is! Anyway, that meant people were always overcharged at these functions,” Kade opened his mouth to ask again, but Arcee answered before he could say anything.

“Drunk. It means drunk.”

“Ahhh,”

“So- There was this one friend. Well- A friend of a friend, he was my roommates best friend. I mean- They were probably more than friends, but that’s a story for another time. So this guy was always at these shindigs, never saw him sober. Life of the party kind of bot. He was pretty crazy too. Oh, what was his name... Started with a O I’m pretty sure. O- O... Oh! That’s right, Orion Pax!” This had Optimus, who had yet to hear any of the story, far too entranced in his datapad, suddenly paying much more attention.

It went unnoticed by the Rescue Bots, but Team Prime were all- perhaps tense wasn’t the word to use, but they were all thoroughly invested now.

“Anyway, Orion Pax is there, like always, and another friend of a friend, Jazz, was there too. Jazz had always been a bit cheeky and loves messing with bots, within reason. Never went too far. But that time, he bet Orion three shanix for him to do a cartwheel.”

Across the room, Ratchet was trying to pretend he was still interested in his medical files. Optimus was trying to forget there was a time before he was a Prime.

“So Orion, obviously overcharged from the high-grade he had been drinking all night, took Jazz up on that. He was so shaky getting to his hands, and had such terrible balance. Jazz decided to try and help him up, so hoisted Orion’s legs up, but Orion couldn’t balance and next thing we know my roommate and I have a new hole in our wall, and so do our neighbors.” There was a moment of shock between Team Prime because surely this must be a different Orion Pax. Cybertron probably had plenty of them.

“Yeah. Orion was stuck in that wall for hours while we waited for emergency services. We were told not to get him out in case he was injured. Real funny, because even after that he continued partying with us. If he wanted more high-grade, or energon of any sort really, someone had to prop his head up for him to drink it properly,” Blades was laughing a bit, as were the kids and Kade.

“That is certainly a story.” Bulkhead said. “Quite a coincidence too, considering we have our own Orion Pax,”

Blades blinked cluelessly a few times.

“Really? Maybe they were the same guy,”

“I don’t think so,” Bulkhead said a bit skeptically. “Considering ours is Optimus Prime now,”

Blades turned his optics to Optimus. Who was standing next to Ratchet.

“Ohhhhhh,” Blades looked down at his pedes. “You’re right, no way they could be the same,” The Rescue Bot chuckled nervously before dismissing himself and walking over to Ratchet.

--

“Blades.”

“Ratchet.”

“What do you want?”

“You and Orion still together?”

“What do you think?”

“My guess is yes.”

“We were never together, Blades,”

“... Dang. I had a bet with First Aid that you would be conjunx after graduation.”

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Masterpost + Request Rules

Finally getting around to doing a masterpost, which has become a bit more important since I reblog a lot more stuff now. Anyway, this post has all my writing and little doodles! Sorted by fandom and series if it's got one!

If you have any requests/prompts, the info is right here

Ninjago:

Request: Not Human Zane and Cole bonding over nindroid and ghost struggles

Varian and the Seven Kingdoms:

Request: Golden Hugo gets turned into a dog

Undertale:

Leviathantale Mermay 2023: Summary: Prompts from Sku's 2023 Mermay bingo 1 - Shiver 2 - Octopus 3 - Goldfish 4 - Head Bonks 5 - Leviathan 6 - Scales 7 - Selfish Shellfish 8 - Low Tide 9 - Shark 10 - Seaweed Nest 11 - Purr 12 - Suckers 13 - Free Day! - Legs 14 - Cuddle Pile 15 - Soulmate 16 - Mermaid Tears

Leviathantale Mermay 2024: Summary: Prompts from Sku's 2024 Mermay bingo 1 - Cuddle Pile! 2 - Sunshine 3 - Treasure Chest

Bite-Sized: Summary: Baby Horror Sans in Horrortale and Nightmare's Gang 1 - Prologue 2 - Lost Part 1 and Part 2 3 - Meet the Gang 4 - Baby-Sitters Gang: Nightmare, Cross, Error, Killer, and Dust

Fairly OddParents:

Crime Time! Summary: Peri gets banished and becomes human. His first friend is the guy that tried to mug him. Shenanigans ensue. 1 - Crime Time!!! 2 - With Cupcakes! 3 - Now With Actual Crime! 4 - Identity Theft, But Not Really 5 - Arts and Crafts CT Art Criminal Peri Mugsy

Transformers:

The Grand Adventures of Blades, his Roommate, and That One Guy: Summary: Aligned. The Rescue Bots happened to have known certain members of Team Prime prior to the war. Focuses on Blades and Ratchet. Storytime with Blades! Rescue Bots in Jasper: Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3 The Time Blades Sang Karaoke With Optimus Prime

Weapons and War Hammers Earthspark. Giving Nightshade their war hammer back

Art:

Cult of the Lamb: Baal and Aym

Fairly OddParents: Little Peri Itty Bitties Fanart- 1 2 3 Cosmo

Gravity Falls: Human Will Cipher