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thanksjro · 9 months ago

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More Than Meets the Eye #52 — The DJD Once Again Prove to Be an HR Nightmare

Ratchet and Drift, looking fresh as hell in their matching paint jobs, stand on the cliff they made their cool entrance on last issue, as they snipe at each other over whether or not Drift personally knows the DJD. Considering how Tarn and Friends had a space-cocaine induced freakout over seeing Drift on the quantum duplicate Lost Light, they may want to talk a little quieter, especially with the face Helex is making.

You better watch out, Ratchet— this man's going to do Sakamoto-got-all-the-way-to-pencils shit to you!

The Pet takes the opportunity presented by our recently returned newlyweds being too busy flirting to pay attention to the fight at hand, leaping to chew on Ratchet's head. Luckily, Ten is an ally, even when he’s been beat to shit, and punches the shitty little Pomeranian into the air. Kaon, card-carrying freak and dog dad, takes this abject display of animal abuse about as well as he can.

Ratchet, having his gun eaten by the mouth pervert, is beginning to worry that he, his rich boytoy, and a mostly out of commission Ten might be sliiiiiiiiightly outnumbered against a dozen Decepticons, two of whom belong to the Super Murder Death Squad. Drift, after a bit of needling, heelies a dude’s face off, jumps into the air, does a bunch of sick flips, blocks a laser with a sword in such a way that it looks like he got shot in the dick, and then lands, like, 70 feet away to scoop up the Pet and threaten to chop its head off if Helex doesn’t stop trying to vore his boyfriend.

Kaon, #1 dog dad, orders everyone to fall back. Helex, who has Ratchet like 70% inside his smelting chamber by this point, can’t believe that Kaon’s ruining the fun. Helex releases Ratchet, letting him crowd onto Drama Point with Drift and most of Ten, as the Decepticons circle them. Drift, unfortunately, didn’t think past doing sweet flips to show off after his sabbatical from the comic run, and they’re back in the same situation they arrived to, but now one of them is holding a crusty little dog.

Then a platform descends from the sky, and we see what Ravage has been up to.

Grand theft auto!

Yes, it turns out that this cat can drive, and well enough to get the boys up and out of danger, though Ten’s size means that the lovebirds have to dangle off of his remaining arm. Drift still hasn’t put down the Pet. Sure hope that thing’s been socialized to cats.

Oh, who am I kidding? Kaon wouldn’t have bothered.

Speaking of Kaon, he looks like he’s about to cry, because someone’s kidnapped his princess baby angel, and Helex doesn’t even CARE, the heartless bastard, as he orders the other Decepticons to fire on the shuttle. They, of course, hit it, as there’s at least ten of these guys firing, and they’re all decently tall. The shuttle begins to lose altitude, and Ravage, who does not have traditional hands and is currently using his tail to man the control stick, attempts to crash as close to the “fortress” as possible.

Meanwhile, over at Megatron’s plinth, we get back to that whole thing where he surrendered himself to Tarn. Tarn, feeling an excuse to monologue coming on, says that he’s well aware of Megatron’s new schtick, and he’s not a huge fan of it. Megatron clarifies that he wishes to give himself up so that the rest of the Lost Light crew stranded on this planet might live, because this is his fault to begin with. Tarn agrees, reminding him that he paid for Tarn’s plastic surgery. Megatron states that he only brought Tarn to his side to hurt “someone”.

Three guesses who Megatron could have possibly hurting by bringing Tarn over to the Decepticons, and the first two don’t count.

Megatron thinks that by bumming around space on a borderline vacation, he’s returned to who he used to be (maybe he got his teaching license, who knows) and that the war was a waste of time. Tarn gets kind of intense here, because if Megatron wasted his life, what does that make Tarn? Tarn, who has decorated his home with nothing but Decepticon symbols? Tarn, who has had corpses nailed to his wall for the last couple million years? Tarn, who wears a fuckoff stupid mask every single day of his life, even while eating and trying to kill himself with space meth cut with time travel and gas station dick pills? Also, what about all the other guys who died trying to realize Megatron's ideals? What about the little guys, the cogs that made the machine run? What about Steve from accounting, whose husband left him, because he was too busy trying to balance the budget on Megatron's body remodels and Optimus Prime punching bags that also doubled as body pillows to come home? What about Steve, huh?

Megatron basically regrets everything he’s ever done, not that Tarn cares. Megatron then reveals that whole thing where Rewind tried to retroactively kill him as an infant, and how he sort of wished it had worked.

Tarn starts beating the shit out of Megatron before the guy can start going on about how his parents are Brainstorm and Whirl, though Tarn promises that this is just a healthy dose of tough love, as surely the wimp before him isn’t actually who Megatron is. Megatron doesn’t fight back, instead just staring sadly at the Autobot badge Tarn slapped off of him. This is really starting to piss Tarn off, as he was really hoping to beat some of the fire back into his former mentor and idol. This is when he starts trying to choke Megatron, even though their species doesn’t breathe. Still, I’m sure Tarn’s stiletto nails hurt something fierce.

Megatron then recalls his conversation with Velocity, and states that if the fool’s energon DID alter his personality, it was probably for the best, and he wouldn’t want to go back. Tarn, who has based his entire selfhood on the thing that Megatron threw away to live out his probation on a cruise ship, takes this statement with all the tact and level-headedness we’ve come to know him for.

Tarn is just one more double fusion cannon blast to the chest away from smiting Megatron utterly, and he’s fully committed to doing so. However, he gets distracted by the sound of Elton John’s “The Bitch is Back” coming from across the field.

WHO LET THIS MOTHERFUCKER OUT OF HELL

Anyway, it looks like Ravage can, in fact, drive pretty well, as the shuttle did crash pretty close to the “fortress”. Swerve, who still really wants to make up for his shitty boss behaviors and also accidentally dragging Ten into a microcosm of hell, lets Ten know that they saw his floor graffiti, and that it might actually work. Magnus, who still has his arm off, does his best to not kick Swerve across the room as he scurries underfoot, as he drags Ten inside the building.

Skids intercepts Ratchet to welcome him back, and also ask how the hell he knew to come to Necroworld. Apparently he and Drift had received a call from the handy dandy phone that he had given First Aid, who First Aid had then regifted to Velocity, just in case some bullshit happened. Velocity’s introduction to Ratchet is rough, as she manages to call him grumpy, old, and stubborn as a mule in the span of about fifteen seconds. Ratchet is mostly concerned with the fact that the Lost Light replaced him so soon after his return. Nobody tell him about Velocity’s track record with the medical exams, he might just shoot off into space to beat First Aid to a pulp for leaving her by herself.

Over in what might be a closet, Rodimus runs across Drift sitting in the dark and sharpening one of his swords. Drift seems to have used his exile to remember that he does, in fact, have some semblance of self-respect, as he doesn’t immediately forgive Rodimus for throwing him off the ship that he paid for, only to have given himself up as the real culprit behind the Overlordening, like, a week later, thus negating Drift’s sacrifice, and then never coming to find him, despite the fact that they’re supposedly friends, and, again, the ship is in Drift’s name, as was the crew’s allowance money. How the Lost Light has survived financially without Drift is unknown.

Rodimus knows that he sucks and is the worst, but he was really worried that Drift wouldn’t like him anymore, so he’d sort of been kicking the issue of “finding my ex-TIC to tell him he got publicly humiliated for nothing” down the road, to the point where Ratchet had gotten sick of it and went to solve the problem himself.

Of course, the meta reason for Drift not being found was so that Shane McCarthy could have his OC back, as well as Ratchet, for the miniseries Transformers: Drift— Empire of Stone, well known for being sort of silly and introducing the phrase “be shoosh” to Drift’s lexicon. In it, Ratchet found Drift traipsing around the edge of the galaxy being a neutral (in terms of war) hero to organic species affected by Decepticon aggressions, before crashing on a planet where Drift, back when he was “Deadlock”, had found a mystical stone army, one that Gigatron (a dude who totally isn’t anime Megatron) wanted to harness the power of, so that the Decepticons might claim victory over their enemies. Hellbat, Gigatron’s second in command, had gone mad doing nothing but killing over millions of years, and had been modifying the stone army in secret to do his bidding so he could "kill everything". Then the stone army woke up, Hellbat died, Gigatron died, and Ratchet went to take Drift to get detailed, because he looked like he'd been ridden hard and put away wet.

Also, if you think about it, having two former high-ranking Decepticons turning to the Autobot side being on the Lost Light’s high command might have been too many redundancies to make Megatron’s arc stand out. Perhaps, had Megatron not been added to MTMTE’s roster so late in the game, Rodimus WOULD have gone looking for Drift, finding him just in time for the DJD to catch wind that they hadn’t actually super nightmare death murdered Deadlock after all.

Drift, who can’t say no to Rodimus's puppydog face, lets Rodimus sit with him on the floor, as he apologizes for the fact that by coming here, Drift and Ratchet have unwittingly signed up for Tarn’s Political Theory and Dismemberment Slam Poetry Night, but he mega-promises that they’ll come up with something together to get through this. Drift appreciates the sentiment, but knows that Rodimus is just saying this to make him feel better.

Back at the worst fan club meetup in the galaxy, Tarn elbows Overlord in the throat and tells him to fuck off. Overlord tells him that he knows Tarn never finished his degree and only acts like an academic for the aesthetic. Tarn transforms to shoot him while reminding Overlord that at least Megatron’s spoken to him in the last few thousand years. The two duke it out with their tank modes, Overlord KRUMPing all over Tarn, before the theatre kid kicks him off and questions why exactly Overlord is even alive, given that he chainsawed his head off last year. No word on if he’s bothered to ask this same question about 75% of the people he’s here to super murder.

Overlord simply states that someone found him floating out in space and fixed him up, because it turns out that they both wanted to go after Megatron and kill his ass dead, because Overlord is sort of sick of not getting the attention he so obviously deserves. When Tarn, ever the opportunist, attempts to make a team up deal, Overlord tells him to shut up.

And then they realize they lost the old man they were fighting over.

Great work, fellas.

Over with the Autobots (and Cyclonus), Rewind’s outside, looking at that memorial to the disappeared and trying to figure out why the Necrobot laid out the names in the way that he did. He’s currently near the top, where you can see most of Roller’s name, someone whose name ends in “gator”, and Dreamwave Production’s smoldering corpse, which makes me wonder if Alex Milne ever did get all the money he was owed from his work with them. Rewind, who last dealt with the DJD not even a year ago, is trying really, really hard to not think about how many needles they’re going to jam into Chromedome’s eyes this go around.

Of course, Nautica, who has come out to find Rewind, doesn’t give a shit about Rewind’s PTSD. She wants relationship advice! She’d ask Chromedome, but apparently he’s taking a nap, still worn out from stabbing Tailgate in the brain after he rainbow-exploded all over the ship. Which happened months ago.

You know, at the rate he’s been going, Chromedome probably wouldn’t have lived too far past sunset anyhow.

Anyway, Nautica wants to know if, on Cybertron, you have to be besties before you can get hitched, because that’s how it works on some of the other colonies. She specifies that this ISN'T how it works on Caminus, which is good, given how problematic that would be, considering you need to be best friends with someone by the time you're five weeks old, and there's no telling if they're cool with platonic polyamory. Rewind informs her that it’s either one or the other on Cybertron, no double-dipping, and god help you if it’s a situationship. Nautica is asking this because she’s realized that she can’t waffle about on committing anymore, seeing as she’s probably going to die in the next hour or so, and she’d rather use that time to enter a queer-platonic partnership than get her face fixed.

Back at the Peaceful Tyranny, Tarn has, in fact, managed to bring Overlord to reason, much to Deathsaurus’s confusion and derision, if his squiggle face is anything to go by. Overlord, smug as fuck, informs Deathsaurus that in exchange for his compliance, Tarn has agreed to let him personally murder Megatron while everyone watches, because surely Tarn couldn’t actually kill his idealogical idol, because he’s a pussy. Tarn is being very brave about this, only letting the spot blacking on his linework show on his face, as his fists shake with rage.

Then Kaon shows up, begging they pull back their forces until the Pet has been returned, and the spot blacking gets a little heavier.

Tarn, who has had a very long day of tactical meetings, phone calls, facing his fallen idol, having a very unsatisfying beatdown with said idol, and dealing with known freak Overlord, handles Kaon’s inability to be a big boy about misplacing his shitty little dog with all of the tact and decorum we’ve come to know him for— he gives Kaon a big, beefy hug, acknowledges just how much Kaon loves that shitty little dog, and then makes sure that Kaon never has to worry about a thing ever again.

That’s a series wrap on Kaon! Let’s give him a hand, folks!

Tarn, who has had just about enough of Overlord in the last half hour, smashes Kaon’s head onto Overlord’s tits, covering him in viscera, as he demands he be treated with respect, because this is HIS house, where HE’S paying the bills and calling the shots, so help him god. Nickel is very displeased that Tarn’s killed one of the Twinksome Twosome. No word on how Deathsaurus feels about this, considering that a big reason he’s working with Tarn is because he refused to kill the rest of the DJD when demanded to do so, thus showing his dedication to his men. Also no word on how the rest of the DJD are going to handle Tarn decapitating their weed man.

Tarn tells everyone to pony up, as they’re about to go over and handle all the silly little bastards hiding out in the Necrobot’s “fortress”.

Speaking of which, it looks like Megatron made it home, despite Tarn blowing his tits clean off with that cannon blast. Rodimus and Ratchet carry him inside, as Magnus is probably too busy not getting his arm put back on to help, and Megatron is using the last of his energy to hold the Autobot badge Tarn slapped off his chest earlier.

Sure hope Ratchet didn’t forget to tell Drift about his old boss being co-captain of the ship, or else this is going to be a very nasty surprise for both of them— we've already seen that Drift loves to freak out and kill sick people.

#transformers #maccadam #mtmte #issue 52 #overthinking about robots #incoming analysis #hannzreads #text post #long post #comic script writing

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cybertroniannugget · 1 year ago

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Pangea and mt Vesuvius

Not what I originally intended to post here, as I'm writing some spice at the moment but THIS is what my mind was occupied with all freaking day... The whole desaster takes place somewhere in the first movie or between 1 and two. Some details are changed up Which I did on purpose. I know all the movies from start to finish because the hyperfixations are hyperfixating real hard right now.

This is just a random story of how I get idk let's say teleported into the bayverse movies and how I'd probably handle that.

While I sprinkled in a bit more confidence than I actually got, I think it's an accurate representation of what kind of person I am: always cracking jokes, overthinking EVERYTHING, random useless knowledge that turns out to be somewhat useful.

About this fic: sfw, implied romance with OP, trans ftm character, no reader just Alex, confused Autobots they still need to learn so much about earth and everything, I also don't know okay?

This is just me struggling while simping hard for Optimus.

But we still ain't know what fucked up big M's navigation system when he crashed. Infact, why are all of our navigation systems useless here?! ", Jazz adressed, arms crossed over his chassis. "We all be getting lost all the time.

"I think I know why"

Oh please, why did I speak up just now...

All optics and eyes were fixed on me as I said that, making me immediately regret opening my mouth in the first place but here we are now.

"What? Maybe your systems think you're on Pangea.", I said, taking in the same position as Jazz by crossing my arms over my chest.

Optimus leaned closer, one servo on the railing, blue optics studying me thoroughly as to look for any signs of lie in my attitude.

"Pangea? May you elaborate?"

Hearing this deep voice so full of interest made me feel things honestly.

"The supercontinent. Wait, Imma show you."

I take out my phone, careful not to reveal the background, because I couldn't find the time to change it yet.

"Here, this is earth today. You see everything, Europe, Asia, South and North America, Autralia, Greenland and all the islands in the oceans."

"And this is Pangea, it broke apart into the continents as we know them today about 200 million years ago. This is probably what Megatron had in mind. See? When you look at a map of earth today you might think, if you turn south America around and snug it up to north America, they fit like a puzzle. It's because they were together as part of the supercontinent. Or push it up to Africa, same thing. Just squish it all together"

"That human is incredibly well educated.", Ratchet chimed in.

"That human has a name and thank you."

"But why did that happen? It makes no sense.", Ironhide complained, lifting one servo as to show his frustration in what I just said.

"If I may...", I look at Lennox, awaiting some kind of approval to continue. He nods and so I proceed with my explanation.

"Well, I don't know how to explain it scientifically, but I'll try to make it understandable."

Optimus nods, listening carefully. How do these highly educated space robots not know about that? But who am I to judge, they aren't from here so I can't expect them to know everything about earth.

"I think it probably started because of something called mantle convection. That means the heat from earth's interior rises up to the hardened crust. That caused it to break open, creating a volcanic rift zone. The cracks went further, the tectonic plates drifted apart. The rifts filled with water over time and while the plates drifted farther away, the oceans were formed. Or something like that I don't know but today we've got 6 continents."

Always undermining everything I say, great job on trying to act confident...

"And Greenland, I don't discriminate.", I added as some people eyed me.

"But I don't know if Pangea is what your systems used as the base to calculate. There were other tectonic combinations even before that, but it's a wild guess I'd say. I am certain it was one of them."

As I was explaining, Optimus' gaze changed to a warmer tone and I could feel my pulse rise to my ears. He was just so beautiful, and seeing him for the first time in person made my heart flutter uncontrollably. I wish I could tell him how I feel,

But this is real. No scenarios, no daydreaming or fanfiction. It was as real as it could get. Damn it, I wanted to shift here, not get teleported or whatever caused me to end up here with all of them. I hope we can atleast become friends. No need to get my hopes up though.

"Alexander?"

The baritone voice of the Prime pulled me out of my thoughts about him.

"Hm?"

"What kind of heat were you talking about?"

"Oh that. Well, starting at earth's core, it's liquid magma. It's really hot, like 5.200 Celsius hot. 9.000 something Fahrenheit for the Americans here..."

This was met with laughter and I continued with my lesson or whatever you might wanna call it I don't care, I'm struggling here okay?

"The further you go up, the 'cooler' it gets.", I say, underlining the word cooler with my hands in a joking matter.

"They probably got fancy scientific names but don't ask me which. Anyways shit's really hot. And it's what shoots up from volcanoes.", I finish as I look into a round of confused optics and a few tilted helms.

"Volcanoes? When tectonic plates crush against each other, or built up pressure is released, no?"

They all look at eachother, chuckling coming from my fellow humans around me.

"Okay here, that's mt vesuvius, big ass volcano."

"Sometimes these mfs shoot lava from this hole up there, pretty fascinating and scary at the same time.. It looks like this.", I add as they look at the pictures, not knowing whether to be amazed or afraid.

"The glowing stuff you see here is the lava. When it's still underneath the crust it's called magma."

"Are there many on earth?"

"Yup, don't get too close."

Optimus' optics widen at that statement of mine

"Don't worry bossbot, not on this island. The closest from here is next to Madagascar, Africa. Unless you decide to swim a few rounds up there there's no need to get worried."

The Prime relaxes, shoulders dropping while optics still focused on me.

Why is he looking at me like that? I mean I ain't complaining but if he continues like that Imma internally combust.

"You explain everything so well Alexander."

"Please, call me Alex. Alexander seems so long."

The Prime nods understandingly. "Very well then, Alex."

Oh god make it stop. I love you so much Optimus please...!

"His heart rate just shot up exponentially.", Ratchet mentioned and it was right then and there that I wanted to vanish, dissappear, sink into the ground, never to be seen again.

"Haha yeah, chronic Tachycardia, no need to worry."

That was a lie. Yes, my pulse is through the roof right now, but I've got no heart disease.

As I was met with confusion from every bot except Ratchet I explained before any questions could be asked.

"It's a general term to describe an elevated heartrate. You know, the thing in a human's chest that pumps blood through our body."

"Blood?"

"Oh come on. Okay, well then I can explain that to you guys later. And answer any questions you have as it seems no one else here cares about your education on earth and it's inhabitants.", I say grumpily, looking at Lennox, who raised his hands in defeat.

"I can see us becoming friends Alex.", Jazz laughed.

"Looking forward to it!", I said, pointing fingerguns at the silver bot, which is met with more laughter.

"Okay, class is over, what are we gonna do now?", Ironhide asks into the round of bots and humans.

I just shrug, looking at Optimus, who was still looking at me. But when I looked at him, he quickly looked away to Ironhide.

Cutie~

"Alex seems to know so much, why not ask her?."

That statement of a bystanding soldier was met with a glare from Optimus.

"Alex is a he, you better make sure to remember that!"

They went to protest, but Optimus wouldn't let them. "Unless you wish to get what humans call fired."

Oh shit he's really mad...

"I will make sure of that if you continue your unreasonable behavior."

As he said that I could swear I saw the soldier shrink right then and there infront of my own two eyes.

He looks at everyone. "This counts for everyone here. You will respect Alex."

Oh god, he's standing up for me I can't please marry me Optimus, like right now!

"Okay, lessons aside.", Epps put a hand on my shoulder, smiling. "You were great by the way. I think we can use that for good."

He looked between everyone, a stern expression replacing the warm smile, hand leaving my shoulder. "As much as of a crucial hint this is, we can't know for sure what's exactly causing the malfunction. Better dig people."

True honestly, but HOW is anyone supposed to figure it out without cutting someone open? Megs maybe...?!

"Something's on your mind again, I can see that.", Bumblebee said with snippets over the radio.

"What, me?! It's nothing."

"Nothing?!", Jazz protested. "You just gave us the best clue we could ask for. I'm no Optimus Prime but I can say that I wanna hear ya out my man."

He looks up at Optimus, who was looking at me again after listening to his lieutenant.

"I must say, that you have given us great insight on your mental capabilities Alex."

He leans closer and it took everything of the mental capabilities he just mentioned to not kiss him right here right now.

"Well uh, it's just some kind of impulsive thought. You know, the ones you can't really control...",I said nervously, one hand behind my neck, avoiding everyone's gaze.

But he didn't budge, only blinking once while awaiting an answer.

"Okay, you're not budging I see. Fine."

Taking a deep breath and regretting every life choice I had made up until that point, I went on. "Look, I don't know anything about Cybertronian culture and how things are handled. Especially this right here. Us humans, we always wanna know what exactly caused certain events. For example death here. So we came up with analyzing the body of the dead by cutting them open and stuff, it's called autopsy. Maybe, just maybe we could find something. I know Megatron ain't dead but he's in some sort of... Stasis? Someone could check his navigation system and maybe find the cause for the disruption."

I lower my shoulders, trying to be as small as I possibly could infront of Optimus, who's gaze I couldn't quite interpret.

"On Cybertron, there is quite a similar practise."

"So you're saying it's worth a shot, Prime?", Ironhide asks, unsure of what to think of the situation. "But he's not dead, as Alexander pointed out correctly.", Ratchet added.

Optimus turned around to face his Autobots.

"This may be our only chance. We must take it. For the sake of both worlds. This war has been going on for so long, we cannot let this hold us down. And now it seems there is a way to find out why this is happening. We will fix it, together."

Now it was on Lennox to speak up again.

"So we gon' dissect Megatron? I'm all in honestly. That fucker did enough damage."

My eyes widen at that. "They're not gonna kill him!" Unsure of the righteousness of what I just said I looked at Optimus, who nodded.

"See? They're just gonna take out the navigation system and leave."

"Ooh, big M is gonna be SO mad when he finds out."

"He won't.", Optimus retorted with an absolute certainty in his voice.

"Alright then, it's settled. Prepare people and gather as much information as possible for this mission and await any orders from Big O!"

And with that final order of Lennox the soldiers scattered around, leaving immediately.

Okay great, I'm gonna go be useless again wohoo.

"Alex?"

I look toward the sound of the voice I already grew to cherish. "I know, I know. I ain't accompanying you. I'd die if I did, already know that."

The Prime nods.

"I am glad you understand."

I love you so much I wish I could tell you...

As he remained standing there I grew nervous, fidgeting with the strings of my hoodie.

"Is there something you need?"

"Wha- me? No! Just... go be a hero.

You know you're good at it."

I clear my throat, pretty sure Optimus could hear my pulse. "But remember to take a break sometimes. I always see you up and about."

Did I overstep? I knew it. Chance blown. Goodbye earth. No romance.

"I highly appreciate your concern Alex."

He's always saying my name help. Is he just being polite or what does this mean?!

"There is this human saying. What was it again? I grab it with my heart...?"

Please he's so cute I can't~

"I'll take it to heart was it probably. It means to honor someone's wishes as you see them important."

He tilts his helm in question. "The person or the wish?"

That is when I think all the 5 liters of blood inside my body went up to my face.

Keep calm, stay cool Alex. Don't embarrass yourself.

"It's up to the person saying that."

Whatever higher power there is, please help me!

"You deem my wellbeing as important and so do I"

Phew, that was close...

"Can it be both?"

WHAT

"Eh, sure. There's always room for interpretation."

I guess...?

What has my life come to? They probably think I'm a know it all person. I gotta keep my damn mouth shut from now on.

"Very well then Alex, I look forward to working with you."

I only nod, trying not to get lost in those beautiful blue optics.

"I'm sure it's gonna be great Optimus!"

Unless I unsubscribe from life because a Deception squishes me...

#transformers x reader #optimus prime x reader #optimus x reader #what the fuck #what is this #what is happening #i don't know #what am i doing #send help #i do be simpin

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hx4x4enthusiast · 2 years ago

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Two sparks and a drumming heart

Part 2 (1560 words)

Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/jorico/718189896394735616/two-sparks-and-a-drumming-heart-ship-optimus-x?source=share

Ship: Optimus x gender-neutral reader x Ratchet

Fic category: hurt/comfort

Trigger Warning: Self-Harm, Depression, mention of past suicide attempt,

“Speech”

-Commlink conversation-

kursiv=thought

Warmth covered my sore body and a gentle humming, greeted me as I slowly arose out of my sleep. Trying to wake up, as my still sleepy brain tries to piece together where I am and what happened. My inner thoughts get interrupted by a yawn, as I stretch myself, sit up and drowsily look around me. Looking around, I am greeted with the sight of a dark and seemingly empty room. Confused on how I got here, I realize that I sit on something, the same something I apparently slept on. My hands touch the comfortable warm surface, and it feels like several warm metal plate. Squinting my eyes, I spot two big masses, one on my right the other on my left. Letting my eyes drift over them two pairs of blue orbs greet me.

“Woah what the hell.”

“It seems our little troublemaker is awake, Optimus.”

One of the voices rumbles and it takes me a moment to realize that the big mass on my right is Ratchet.

“Huh Ratchet?”

“Yes, that would be my designation.”

“Where am I, what happened, who is…”

A yawn yet again interrupted my sentence. Ready to continue I was abruptly blinded by a bright light. I squirmed trying to hide back in the warm little cave I awoke in. That caused two deep rumbles to sound through the room. My little sleep cave was broken apart and I found myself lifted, blinking my eyes repeatedly helped adjusting to the bright light and I saw Ratchet lying on his helm propped up by one of his servos looking at me. Confused I turned around, only to be greeted by the sight of a red chest with big front windows. Craning my neck, I am met with the leader of the autobots himself gently looking down on me.

“Good morning little archivist, I hope you had a peaceful recharge.”

“Huh uh yes I think so?”

“Well, that was an intelligent answer.”

“Ratchet, I love you but please shut up I am really not a morning person.”

“While I understand humans are, sensitive in the morning please do refrain from using unnecessary language, dear.”

“Ok, I am sorry Optimus.”

The prime nodded contend with the answer given by the human in his palm. Before growing concerned looking to his conjux.

-Ratchet, I fear our little archivist is going to remember soon what transpired yesterday.-

-I am aware Optimus, I have sedative on the ready they won’t send them to sleep but calm them down, do we can talk to them, tough I would like to use that as a last resort.-

-I understand. We can only hope that the “spark sound” as Miko called it, is enough to keep our little archivist calm.-

Said human rearranged their sitting position. A sudden thought crossing his mind.

“Hey guys, quick question, not that I didn’t enjoy sleeping here, cause like hands down, best sleep I had in a long time. But like how did I end up here and more importantly why am I here anyway.”

I raked my brain trying to remember what happened yesterday, but my brain was freaking useless in the morning. Goddamit, I need coffee, with milk. Rubbing my temples, I start to remember feeling exhausted, both mentally and physically, yesterday. But the question is why? Looking up I see Ratchet and Optimus exchanging glance between each other and me. Like I am about to do run away or hurt myself. My thoughts come to an abrupt stop, memories of what happened yesterday flood my brain. A horrified expression overtakes my facial expression, I look up to Optimus and Ratchet slapping a hand over my mouth.

Tears started streaming down my face as I realize what happened yesterday. Two pairs of arms gently circle around my body, giving me Anchor points, to ground myself. The embrace was gentle yet firm, helping me ease my anxiety. The mechs had mass displaced to be closer to me.

“Shh, little spark, we are not mad at you.”

“You handled the situation as best as you could in that moment, there lies no fault in that.”

“You are strong, but you must be exhausted. You have been strong for a long time.”

“But you are safe now little archivist. We swore to protect you, be that from the Decepticons or the demons of your mind. That still holds true, know you’re not alone little spark.”

“Yes, I am. Everyone I care about always fucking leaves. I give so much, and I am so bloody tired of it. I make sure everyone eats and drinks enough, help with small injuries, listen when someone has a problem. But it is never enough people still leave. And when I trust someone enough to let them see the real me, to see that all of this is just a broken worthless fucking mess, they leave and I am left alone, having to put myself together again. I have managed to get through my entire life, I can take care of myself. Cause God forbit I am not able to meet the requirements set for me. So don’t you dare pretend that you care. “

After basically pouring my heart out, I level Optimus with a heated glare. Screaming, defensive statements, judgemental and condescending speeches. That’s what I expected, that’s what always happen. I am a spoiled brat, I have an attitude problem, stop wailing I can’t understand you. Those are the things I hear every time I pour my heart out.

One servo reaches around my upper back and the other under my legs, and I am gently lifted into a big warm chassis. My head is just above Optimus spark chamber and I hear the gentle humming of his spark. Confused I just let Optimus do what he, well currently does. Ratchet carefully approaches me like one would a scared animal. Looking down on my hand and back up into my eyes, silently asking for permission to hold my hands. I nod and gently Ratchet takes my hands in his servos and holds them.

“I apologise.”

Wait did, did Optimus just apologise to me why, he didn’t do anything wrong, I screamed at him. I did something wrong I am the problem. Why aren’t they screaming at me why are they so gentle? This is not how this is supposed to go why aren’t they following the script.

“We never wanted to make you feel like you needed to shoulder all of these Problems alone, little archivist.”

“What Optimus says holds truth, you were always there so we unintentionally always put all burdens on you. But you are still young, you shouldn’t have to shoulder everyone’s burdens and yours atop of that, alone.”

I blinked switching between looking at Optimus and Ratchet. Both noticed my looks and gazed at me equally confused.

“Hu, what.”

“Is everything alright, little spark?”

“Did we say something wrong?”

“You’re not following the script.”

I mumbled not even realizing I said my thoughts out loud. It was Ratchets and Optimus time to look at me confused. This time Ratchet started speaking in a confused tone.

“What script, little one?”

“You are not mad at me? You’re not gonna scream at me? Telling me that I am a cry-baby?”

“What? By Primus no who would do something like that. Emotional reaction no matter their nature a natural occurrence. Why would we or anyone berate you for that.”

Ratchet huffed out unable to understand why anyone would say such harmful things. As a medic he was well aware that words can have an immense influence on a patient’s mental stability.

“Little archivist, did you expected us to follow a certain pattern, and through our action we didn’t follow your expected script and now you are unsure on how to proceed and what to expect.”

Optimus asked in a gentle tone, hitting the nail on the head. All I could do was nod.

“I see. You can be sure that we will listen to you without judgement and help so that you may feel safe. We will not leave you alone.”

“Yeah, your stuck now with a self-sacrificing leader and a grumpy medic, little spark.”

That caused a giggle to escape me, hearing Ratchet refer to himself as grumpy was pretty funny. Looking up again I am met with the gentle and relieved expressions on the two mechs faceplates.

“Little archivist, we are aware that this is a lot to ask of you, but could you promise us something?”

“Come to us with your problems, we know that this is not easy, and we don’t expect you to immediately put all your trust in us. But maybe with small steps we get there.”

“If you have any thoughts or maybe already wounds from self-harm, please do come to one of us. You don’t need to say anything, just coming to us is appreciated.”

“I… I will try. I can… can’t make a… any promi…. promises but I will at least try.

“Thank you dear, that’s all we ask for.”

Ratchet comes closer and I find myself yet again in a warm hug. Tough this time without any fear or hurt. I think for the first-time things may be alright, maybe I can finally trust someone. Though one thought sticks, I will not be alone anymore.

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rygoespop · 2 months ago

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Transformers: War for Earth: Protectors of Earth (Story 2)

Story opens right where it left off, as the time jumps to 30 Years later, the Autobots began to get out of the Stasis Pods

Optimus Prime: 30 Years have passed, and Megatron has been defeated

Bumblebee: So, now what Prime?

Optimus Prime: It’s time to blend in with the humans

Ratchet: Yes, you don’t want humans to freak out about us, don’t you Bee?

Bumblebee: You got a point there

Optimus Prime: Windblade, deploy the Scanner!

Windblade: Deploying it right away *she deploys the scanner*

The Scanner roams around Earth and scans a Truck, a Yellow Beetle, a Silver Corvette, a Turbo Racing car, a Military Unimog with a turret, an Ambulance, a Motorcycle, and a VTOL Jet

Optimus Prime: It’s time for a demonstration *heads outside*

The other Autobots followed

Optimus Prime: Autobots, transform! *transforms into his new Earth Vehicle mode*

The other Autobots followed his order and transform to their new Earth Vehicle Mode and later back to Robot Mode

Hound: Ah hell yes, I can get use to this, and more ammo!

Windblade: I do take it to the skies in this new form

Bumblebee: You look good Windblade

Windblade: Thanks Bee

Jazz: Yo! We forgot the Dinobots!

Optimus Prime: It’s ok Jazz, the Dinobots can blend in since they are Cybertronian Dinosaurs

Grimlock: Me Grimlock agree with Prime’s approval, we don’t need Earth Vehicles!

Slash; Me Slash agree!

Strafe: Strafe too!

Jazz: Oh alright

Optimus Prime: Autobots, roll out!

Scene cuts to an open road, with the Autobots roll out in their Earth Vehicle Mode, as the Dinobots followed

Strafe: *flies above Windblade* Heh heh, me Strafe am faster than Windblade

Windblade: This isn’t a competition you know

Soon, came a projectile fired causing the Autobots to scramble off the road and transform to Robot Mode

Hound: What the Hell was that?!

Ratchet: Something tells me we are not alone

The projectile came from a tank

Windblade: Was that, a human trying to shoot us?

Optimus Prime: No matter what, that was a big mistake! I’m going to have to ask you to exit the tank!

Soon, the Tank began to transform into a Decepticon Samurai

Bludgeon: And one problem, I am the tank!

Optimus Prime: Who are-

Windblade: Bludegon!

Bludgeon: I knew you recognize me Windblade

Windblade: How did you find us?!

Bludgeon: *chuckling* Lets say that Lord Megatron gave me coordinates to Earth, so I can be the first to encounter you Autobots

Windblade; Enough talk! You will surrender to us! *draws her sword out*

Bludgeon: I doubt that I’ll come quietly, but if you can defeat me in a duel *draws his sword out*

Windblade: Very well *charges at him and swings her sword on him*

Bludgeon: *clashes his sword against her sword* Impressive, I see that Drift has taught you well!

Windblade: He taught me everything before I joined Optimus’s Team

Bludgeon: Hmm hmm hmm! Oh don’t be certain! *kicks Windblade off*

Windblade: Aah oof! *thuds*

Bludgeon: Oh don’t worry, your Head will make an excellent trophy- *gets blasted*

Windblade: *looks over* Bumblebee!

Bumblebee: Get away from her you Decepticreep! *runs and blasts Bludgeon*

Bludgeon: *grabs Bumblebee and slams him down* Big mistake, now I’m gonna make sure you never speak again *places his blade near Bumblebee’s voice box*

Windblade: Noooooo! *charges and kicks Bludgeon in the face*

Bludgeon: *slides back* Tch! Not bad, but my time is up!

Windblade: Huh?

Bludgeon: Lord Megatron wants me to return to the wreckage of his ship, until we meet again Autobots *laughs and retreats to his ship*

Bludgeon’s ship takes off

Windblade: *tends to Bumblebee* Are you ok Bee?

Bumblebee: Yeah, I’m fine, thanks for saving me from getting my voice taken away

Windblade: Your welcome Bee

Sideswipe: Damn, now Decepticons came to Earth

Arcee: This is bad

Optimus Prime: I’m afraid we brought our war to their world

Scene cuts to Bludgeon arriving at the Wreckage on the Moon

Bludgeon: Lord Megatron, I’m here

Megatron activates as his eyes flash into a fade to black

To be continued

#transformers

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minniethemoocherda · 2 years ago

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It’s in the Blood, It’s in the Will

A/N: This takes place directly after my previous fic in this series After All is Said and Done but you shouldn't have to read that for this too make sense. I am loving all the headcanons that Ratchet is going to be super pissed that Bumblebee didn't check the Terran's energon levels till they were near zero! I really hope we get to see Ratchet properly in the show outside of the flashback! With Megatron having defected, I think it also make total sense for Drift to appear too! I tried something a little differently here with an almost outsiders POV with Robby so let me know what you guys think. Hope you enjoy!

Ao3

By the time Robby heard the car's engine it was too late.

He was struggling to hold back laughter as Mum tried to show Optimus how to change the wallpaper on his phone so that she could send him the picture she'd snapped of Bumblebee sleeping snuggled against his side. Robby had no idea how Bumblebee was able to sleep over the shouts of his siblings playing hot potato (or hot cube as the Cybertronians called it) in the cow field next door. Which was probably why he didn't hear the car coming until it was parked right outside the barn.

In the split second it took Robby to wonder why an ambulance was at their house when no humans had been hurt that badly during the battle with Mandroid, the vehicle had already transformed into a twenty foot tall robot.

It wasn't a Transformer Robby had met before, nor was it one he recognised from TV.

"Er hi?" Robby said but the robot didn't appear to have heard him. Instead it marched straight towards Megatron who was perched on the grass opposite the barn. At the sight of the ambulance heading his way, Megatron clutched the battered remains of his arm and turned to glare in Optimus' direction.

"You called Ratchet?" Megatron hissed.

Optimus ignored him, pretending to be too engrossed in his phone.

The bot, who was apparently called Ratchet, paid the interaction no mind and produced an oversized wrench from who knows where and whacked Megatron over the head with it.

"I know your helm is as thick as a dinobot's tail but can you at least try to think next time before you try to use your fusion canon when your arm is half fallen off! Now sit!" Ratchet shouted.

Robby waited with baited breath for Megatron to start blasting but despite his scowl, the former Deception followed the orders without question, which even after everything that happened, was probably the most surprising thing Robby had seen that day.

He'd never seen Megatron follow orders that quietly before. Even with Optimus he usually had a sparky remark or two.

Who was this Ratchet? Judging by the way he was currently fixing Megatron's arm, Robby assumed he was some kind of Cybertronian equivalent of a doctor. And with his Mum's non-repulsed eye roll and Dad's silent freak out, even if Robby didn't know who this bot was, he was fairly certain his parents did.

That was when the second car arrived.

It must've been following right behind Ratchet although with everything that had happened in the last minute, it felt longer to Robby.

It too transformed from a flashy race car to a giant robot. His armour was a pristine white with swirls of red and yellow. Two swords larger then Robby's entire body were strapped to his waist with another across his back. But they weren't half as terrifying as the Deception logo tattooed across their chest.

Before Robby could cry out, his Mum was already standing in front of him, blaster poised to strike.

"Stand down Mrs Malto." Optimus said, in that gentle but commanding tone Robby recognised from his speeches on TV. "This is Drift. He has now switched allegiances to the Autobots."

"Funny, because last time we met, he was a Deception assassin called Deadlock." Mum snarled.

Robby noticed that his Dad had taken up a similar protective stance in front of the Terrans who had abandoned their game to watch the unfolding scene.

"My allegiance was not the only thing I changed." Drift said, hands raised in the universal sign of surrender, although he didn't sound to be that bothered by his Mum's blaster.

"Well who are you then?" Mum demanded, reluctantly holstering her weapon under Optimus' watchful eye.

"I'm Ratchet's conjux." The Deception stated with a soft smile that didn't match the rest of the walking arsenal.

"What's a conjux?" Hashtag asked, taking the question from Robby's mouth.

"What do you mean what's a conjux?" Ratchet scoffed as he finished welding Megatron's arm back together. "What are you, a bunch of spark-"

Ratchet glanced away from Megatron's injury taking his first real look at the plainly armoured bots around him. His eyes widen before suddenly flashing white. "Sparklings? You found sparklings! AND YOU DIDN'T CALL ME?"

Ratchet's thunderous voice left Robby wobbling on his feet and woke Bumblebee up with a start.

The glare Optimus sent in Rachet's direction did little to deter to doctor's tirade. Megatron was the only one who appeared happy, relieved that the doctor's ire was no longer focused on him.

"Please tell me you at least gave them a routine check up!"

"Errr..." Bumblebee replied eloquently, still sounding half asleep.

Ratchet tssked, a sound Robby had no idea how a robot could make without any teeth.

"Why do I always have to do everything?" Ratchet grumbled to himself. A ray of blue light spread over the nearby Terrans, making them giggle as he presumably took a scan. Whatever he saw on the results made his eyebrows disappear beneath his helmet. "Their energon levels are all below ten percent! How are they even still alive?"

"It's okay they don't need energon." Bumblebee told him, sounding more awake now.

"And you know this how?"

"Because they might have nearly collapsed of it- but then it was okay because we discovered that they just need Earth water to survive!" Bumblebee replied quickly, leaning more into Optimus with every word as though he could hide under the Prime's armour.

"Oh and you know this in your expert medical opinion do you?" Ratchet retorted, his armour plating shaking to the point Robby was worried that the friction would set it on fire. It was a sight Robby suddenly recognised from his own parents when their anger at him doing something particularly stupid was an explosion of their terrified concern.

"Ratty, remember your fuel line pressure. Take deep vents." Drift said, gently squeezing the crook of Ratchet's elbow.

Robby heard the doctor grumble something about where his conjunx could shove his fuel line pressure, but he did take a reluctant deep breath. It rattled the plates of his armour like the brittles of a cats fur, seemingly settling Ratchet enough that he no longer looked liked he was about to spontaneously combust. Sighing, he produced what looked to Robby like sticks made out of rust from his seams, holding them out towards the Terrans.

"Here. These should get your energon levels up. But don't eat too many at once. My days of cleaning up sparkling vomit are long over."

For some reason those words only made Bumblebee sink against Optimus even further.

Robby watched as his metallic siblings take tentative bites of the rust sticks. He had to stifle a laugh as all too soon they were gobbling them up like kids with candy on Halloween.

"Yes well thank you for your assistance Ratchet." Optimus said diplomatically. "But it must be a longer drive back home for you and Drift, so we'd best let you get on your way."

"Oh you're not getting rid of me that easily Prime! I'm staying here to keep an optic on these sparklings." Ratchet stated.

"And where Ratchet goes, I go." Drift declared from his side. Robby almost missed the twitch of a smile Ratchet sent in his conjux's direction. But he was glad he didn't. As it showed that underneath the medic's sharp exterior, was a spark that cared about the bots around him. Even if he was willing to offend their feelings to protect their physical wellbeing.

"Can we keep them Mum, please?" Robby begged, utilising his best puppy dog eyes.

She shared a quick look with her husband with was pointless since Robby knew his Dad would be over the moon at the idea more transformers staying with them. Sure enough, his Dad was jumping up and down like an excitable puppy.

"We're going to need a bigger barn." His Mum sighed.

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pleasantspark · 2 years ago

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spark of the lost light by Brxkxn_Fxxth

Fandoms: The Transformers (IDW Generation One)

Explicit

Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

M/M, Other

Tags:

Rung (Transformers)/Original Character(s)

Drift | Deadlock/Ratchet

Cyclonus/Tailgate (Transformers)

Chromedome/Rewind (Transformers)

Rung (Transformers)/Rose (Self-Insert)

Optimus Prime

Rodimus | Rodimus Prime

Tailgate (Transformers)

Cyclonus (Transformers)

Rung (Transformers)

Swerve (Transformers)

Skids (Transformers)

Chromedome (Transformers)

Rewind (Transformers)

Ratchet (Transformers)

Drift | Deadlock

Ultra Magnus (Transformers)

Minimus Ambus (Transformers)

Whirl (Transformers)

Brainstorm (Transformers)

Ten (Transformers)

Prowl (Transformers)

Getaway (Transformers)

Pharma (Transformers)

First Aid (Transformers)

Nautica (Transformers)

Nightbeat (Transformers)

Velocity (Transformers)

Roller (Transformers)

Atomizer (Transformers)

Bluestreak (Transformers)

Perceptor (Transformers)

Thunderclash (Transformers)

Mainframe (Transformers)

Blaster (Transformers)

Megatron (Transformers)

Ravage (Transformers)

Pipes (Transformers)

Fortress Maximus (Transformers)

Rose (Self-Insert)

Whirl Being Whirl

Friends to Lovers

slowburn

Romance

Eventual Romance

Drama & Romance

Slow Romance

Fluff and Angst

Angst and Hurt/Comfort

Angst and Feels

Heavy Angst

Following The Comics

Summary:

rose is brought on board to the lost light after a freak accident, and is appointed as liaison, upon the lost light rose struggles with self discovery and zir ongoing relationships, with all this chaos happening would zey be able to navigate through it?

Series:

Part 27 of Self Insert Stuff

Part 10 of Rose x Rung

Part 34 of Transformers

Part 23 of Transformers MTMTE

“Now onto bigger cyber-fish to fry…” Ultra Magnus turned to face Rose.

“Come, come, come on!” Rose stutters, “What did I, I, I, I, do? I don’t, don’t, don’t remember being an, an, an Autobot!” Rose said.

“You were stationed to check out a Decepticon Post and somehow just somehow you left the post for whatever reason, and we are beginning to believe that you don’t know what it is, to be an Autobot.” Rodimus explains, Rose blinked.

“I, I, I, I, don’t remember being an Autobot nor Decepticon, I was unaligned and remained a, a, a, neutral until, until, until, an accident …” Rose said.

“An accident? You’re meaning to tell me, you’ve been gone from the Autobots for nearly a century from an accident?” Ultra Magnus asked, slamming his hand on the desk, scaring Rose.

“Hey, hey, hey, Ultra Magnus, there’s no need to intimidate Rose, we can get it out of zir the natural way.” Rodimus said, kneeling down to face Rose, “Now tell me, Rose, what was this accident?, if you can remember we need this context, so we can see what happened all those centuries ago.” Rodimus said.

“The thing is. I can’t , I, I, I, I don't know what it is, but it’s refusing to make me remember and it’s hurting me , it’s not, not, not accessible, and I, I, I, I am scared…” Rose admits.

Rodimus looked mildly concerned, he sighs and stood up. “Send in Chromedome.” Rodimus said.

“Are you sure?” Ultra Magnus asked.

“Did I stutter?” Rodimus asked.

“Right.” Ultra Magnus called over Chromedome, who arrived, The Mnemosurgeon upon arriving saw a confused Rose and walked over to Rodimus.

“I got your call, Rodimus. Something about a memory needing access?” Chromedome asked.

“Yes, Rose here can’t remember zir past as an Autobot, and we need your help to access those memories.” Rodimus said, Chromedome nods.

“I see.” Chromedome walked over to Rose, and zey looked terrified.

“Just relax your nerves, Rose. This won’t hurt a bit.” Chromedome said.

The mnemosurgeon tried to access Rose’s brain module trying to figure out what had occurred that day, only to find some concerning things, memories of Rose crashing into the crater the day the Lost Light launch was one of the only things he could access at that point.

“I tried.” Chromedome said, disconnecting from Rose.

“Wait, what do you mean tried ?” Rodimus asked.

“It seems like I even can’t go far into zir memories, whatever is hidden behind the memory it’s locked, like, zey are almost trying to forget what happened, purposefully, I only seen one case of intentional forgetfulness and it’s usually the bot’s way of trying to forget a traumatic memory, in order to block it out. I can’t properly access this at all, because it’s private information only the memory holder has access to.” Chromedome said.

“So, what you’re saying is, zey have traumatic memories that lead up to it?” Ultra Magnus asked.

“In a way, yes. I can’t access it, the only person who can is the holder. And it’s up to them to choose if they want to remember the traumatic memory or not.” Chromedome said.

“That’s something Rung’s level of expertise can dissect, but for now, we’ll move that thought to the back, we have some other things to take care of.” Ultra Magnus said, turning to face Rewind.

Rodimus thanks Chromedome and dismisses him, Chromedome leaves.

“Rose, you’re free to go.” Rodimus said, Rose prepares to leave, “Oh, and Rose.” Rodimus said, when Rose was just at the door.

“If you ever remember anything, please do tell us. This is very important .” Rodimus said, Rose nods leaving the room.

#transformers #transformers mtmte #mtmte #mtmte idw #cygate #chromewind #dratchet #roung #idw mtmte #maccadam #transformers idw #. 💞 ; txt #. 💕 ; fanfiction.jpg

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alocalband · 6 years ago

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Duct Tape and Wishful Thinking Sterek, 1.3k, Teen For the prompt: things you interrupted me to say Also on AO3

“You’re doing it again.”

Derek frowns. “Doing what?”

“Staring.”

Without meaning to, Derek’s eyes immediately glance back over to Stiles, and then quickly away.

Scott smirks.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Sure you don’t. Whatever helps you sleep at night, Derek.”

Derek’s gaze drifts helplessly once more back to where Stiles is fully bent over the engine of the Jeep, intently toying with whatever duct tape and wishful thinking are holding the whole thing together.

Those jeans are doing amazing things for his ass.

Scott’s elbow hits Derek hard in the side. “Quit ogling my best friend and help me keep watch.”

They’ve been out here in the dark of the preserve for a couple hours now. It started as a meandering search for the source of whatever’s been leaving headless carcasses at the Nemeton all week, Stiles roaming the edges of the forest in the Jeep while Scott and Derek did runs through the trees alongside.

Then, of course, the hunk of junk died, and now the agenda for the evening is basically just to make sure nothing attacks Stiles before he’s had a chance to make the thing start running again.

“I am not ogling.”

“I can literally smell how much that’s a lie.”

Look, it is not Derek’s fault Stiles got back from his second year of college looking like that, okay? Maybe if someone had warned him that Stiles suddenly figured out what to do with his hair and how to dress himself and had apparently been hitting the gym pretty regularly, Derek might have been able to prepare for this.

As it is, it’s all a little too much. Derek might have already been having certain... feelings about the guy before, but this is ratcheting those feelings up to a level he’s not sure how to handle.

“Please just ask him out already and put us all out of our misery.”

Derek is definitely not doing that.

For a lot of reasons, really, but mainly because he’s not exactly interested in getting his heart broken. And he knows Stiles doesn’t feel that way about him, that the most Stiles feels for him is reluctant camaraderie. Which is fine. He can deal. He’s obviously weathered worse romantic situations in his life.

Derek’s eyes betray him once again as they fall onto the hard lines of Stiles’ back. He’s wearing a shirt that actually fits him, which means the corded muscles are clearly visible beneath the fabric as he works.

But if Derek’s honest with himself, the problem here isn’t just that he wants to take Stiles back to the loft and lick every inch of him. It’s that he also wants to, like, bring him breakfast in bed afterwards and then discuss the merits of a June wedding.

He really needs to get this under control.

“Oh my god, can you at least turn the pining down a couple of notches?” Scott whines.

Derek huffs and turns to scowl at him. “Listen, I’m dealing with it, alright? It’s just harder to move on when-- when he’s right there. But I’m keeping it in check, and when he heads back to school in the fall, I’ll find a way to get over it. I’m not going to let my feelings get in the way of--”

“Hey, you guys know I can hear you, right?”

Derek’s mouth snaps shut, and both he and Scott turn to where Stiles is now just sitting on the closed hood of the Jeep watching them. “Also the Jeep’s been fixed for about ten minutes now, I just really wanted to see where this conversation was gonna go.” He smirks, the little shit. “I was not disappointed.”

Scott chokes on a barely held back laugh.

Derek draws in a deep breath, holds it for a silent count of ten, and then turns around and starts walking.

He’d run, but he has slightly more dignity than that.

Slightly.

From behind him he can hear Scott and Stiles arguing with each other, but he tunes it out and keeps going. He doesn’t need to hear it.

Half an hour later, back in the loft and dressed down for bed, very pointedly not letting his thoughts linger anywhere near the events of the evening, Derek’s front door opens and Stiles strides in.

Derek sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. “Please leave.”

“Hey, if you didn’t want me dropping by unannounced you shouldn’t have given me a key.”

“I didn’t give you a key. You stole mine and made a copy while I was unconscious after the troll incident.”

Stiles waves this off with one hand and a roll of his eyes, as if to say po-tay-to po-tah-to, and then throws himself onto Derek’s couch. “So. About what you said.”

“We don’t need to talk about this.” Derek crosses his arms over his chest and starts contemplating how well picking Stiles up and tossing him back out the door would go over.

“I think we should anyway.”

“It’s not an issue.”

“It could be.”

“Stiles...” Derek sighs again. “Please don’t make me do this.”

Stiles bites his lip and looks down at the hands he now has clasped together in his lap. “Yeah, so the thing is I kinda love you too.”

Derek freezes.

He’s certain he heard the wrong.

Stiles jumps back up from his seat and starts pacing nervously, completely ignoring Derek’s current mental breakdown. “So obviously I’ve been attracted to you since day one, you know that. Anyone with eyeballs knows that. But then there was Mexico, and I thought-- But I mean, why the hell would you ever reciprocate? I’m me and you’re... Whatever. But I caught a bad case of what I thought was unrequited feelings, and I was just gonna suffer in silence, right? That seemed like the mature response--adulthood freaking sucks by the way--but apparently... you like me back?”

He stops short and finally looks at Derek head on. “You do, right? I didn’t hallucinate the last couple hours?”

At that, Derek does the only thing his still offline brain can come up with. He closes the distance between them and kisses him.

It’s a good kiss. Something Derek’s going to remember years later, no matter how the aftermath of it shakes out. Stiles immediately goes pliant in Derek’s arms, and then, after a moment, starts taking over in that way he has of throwing himself into a project with the enthusiasm of someone who’s not just willing but eager to pull multiple all-nighters for it.

Panting, they break apart, though Stiles keeps pulling at Derek’s shirt with both hands like he’s afraid Derek will move away any farther that those couple inches.

Derek squeezes Stiles’ hips with his own hands in reassurance, and then ducks his head down and to the side to press his nose into the hair at Stiles’ temple.

“’Love?’” he whispers, trying not to sound as hesitant as his heart definitely is.

Stiles swallows, then turns his head a little so that he can place a kiss at the juncture between Derek’s neck and shoulder. “Yeah. You?”

“Yeah,” Derek breathes.

And then they’re kissing again.

It takes them a little while, but eventually they make it to the bed. Derek does, in fact, get to lick an awful lot of mole-dotted skin, and does, in fact, make Stiles breakfast in bed the next morning.

He’s smart enough to save the June wedding talk for a little later.

#sterek #teen wolf #derek hale #stiles stilinski #fanfic

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diceforanaltmode · 6 years ago

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Team Fire: Session 2, or Drama! Tears! P-poetry!? (Did I read that right?)

Team Fire continued their adventuring and drama after their first game (read about that here!) and we’re bringing you the summary!

TEAM FIRE

Rodimus by Frosty (tiefling sorcerer) Drift by Space (earth genasi rogue) Ratchet by Hawke (firbolg cleric) Magnus | Minimus by Tuna (half-orc paladin | human/tethyrian wizard) Megatron by Briar (goliath paladin) Rewind by Robin (high elf wizard) (out for this week, but back soon)

First Session (no seriously, read this first!)

The party begins in the same place they left off, in Zeta’s throne room. There is the door the party came in through, and the door on the other side of the room. There is Zeta’s body, the throne, and the windows.

Magnus and Megatron walk over to the mysterious door and attempt to open it. Megs, far too weak after his time in the dungeon to open it with his bare hands, doesn’t even make a dent. Mags tries next, crushing it ever so slightly but not making much more progress (Meg’s eyes widen at her strength). Ratchet, almost out the door to go talk to Orion, pokes his head back in after he realizes no one else is following. He sees the two other giants of the group at the door and walks back over.

“What the hell are you two doing?”

Mags turns back. “Oh, Ratchet. By chance do you have a spell that could help us open this door?”

Flipping through a tattered notebook full of spells, he gives her a look. “Magnus - it was Magnus, right? - I have nothing magic wise, but I got a mace…”

“Wait, hold on, I have my battle ax, I can just use that,” Megs pipes up. Ratchet frowns.

Megs gets them through the door, and they find Zeta’s tower study.

When they look through the papers on Zeta’s desk, they find orders for construction of additional rooms and dungeons under the castle. There’s no updated map, but you can see information on where construction would have begun. The various plans and correspondences suggest that Zeta was concerned about the security of the castle, and wanted to keep his most important research and laboratories hidden, in a place that Nine of Twelve wouldn’t know about because it did not exist when he controlled the castle. They get some information from a hidden drawer about the security being like the dungeon and there being two additional rooms for security, and then an office and lab. The research referenced includes vague references to the plane of his patron, and one letter from the Functionists that suggests it might be time to revisit the earlier work that had brought Zeta to their attention.

Magnus goes to look through the cabinets, muttering “I really shouldn’t be doing this.” Megatron joins the search. They find:

Lead Helm - gives immunity to psychic damage, charm, and sleep. It looks like Magneto’s helmet.

Cloak of the Matador - Worn Item - As a reaction, you may have an enemy attack against an ally within 5ft of you target you instead if you took the dodge action on your turn - possibly causing it to miss.

Grasping Whip - Weapon: When you hit with this weapon as a bonus action you can make a strength or dexterity contest to disarm or trip your enemy. You have disadvantage in this contest if disarming a two-handed weapon or tripping a creature larger than yourself. Take care picking it up or its lash will snap to your wrist.

Needles: +1 to medicine checks

Potions: disguise self, Nausea inducing poison

Megatron takes the Lead Helm, Magnus takes the cloak and potions, also the whip but that is potentially for Drift.

Ratchet quietly snags those needles.

They leave the room, now a little more armed. Magnus and Ratchet head over to Drift and Rodimus, asking if everything is okay and if Rodimus needs help. He insists he’s okay, despite gritting his teeth and growling. Drift stays close, with a hand on Rodimus’s arm, as Rodimus retrieves his arrows, and Drift loots the ring of fire resistance from Zeta.

The party goes down the tower, as they do, Magnus asks Ratchet to introduce her to Orion, needing to get a message from an old friend of Orion’s to him.

----

When they get back into the courtyard where they find Orion, who is talking with Anode. Ratchet goes over to Orion with the intention to ask about the mind control but is interrupted as Orion greets Ratchet and then sees Megatron and immediately freaks.

“WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING HERE?!” He’s turned to Anode, looking for an answer, and trying to put himself between Ratchet and Megatron.

“I don’t -” Anode starts, “I heard that he might be imprisoned here but I don’t know - what are you doing here?”

Megatron explains that he was imprisoned and says, gesturing to the rest of the party, says, “these heroes rescued me,”

Orion retorts that Megatron became a murderer and a tyrant and betrayed their ideals.

Megatron counters that at least he was trying to resist the Functionists, but Orion doesn’t let him finish before he shouts “TRYING?”

Megatron shouts back that, yes, he was trying, he was trying to make things better, he was trying to make a better place for everyone, so they could live free of the Functionists.

“You were trying to make things better - what about for the people who died in the hospital you bombed, what about for all the people you killed because you thought they might think the wrong thing -”

“I became a monster, and yes, I regret it. But at least I didn’t bow my head to the Functionists -”

“And you think I did?”

Megatron challenges Orion on having gone back to become a cop after leaving Kaon.

As Megatron and Orion argue, Megatron offers that if they let him go, he will leave the city and they won’t have to deal with him.

Orion incredulously asks whether he thinks that would be enough, after everything he’s done, after the hospital.

Megatron explains that the hospital was covering the Institute and that patients being taken and tortured and killed. Even though dozens of innocent people died, destroying it was meant to prevent still more people from being tortured and killed Megatron insists that even though he’s been a monster, at least he wasn’t enabling horrors like the institute.

Orion is totally taken aback. He pauses for a long moment. “I didn’t - when I took the job, I was trying to reform things, I was trying to protect people from the worst of the corruption. And I was working with the underground there, I was trying to help. I wanted to help you if you hadn’t - I - I didn’t bow my head or whatever you think - I don’t know why you would think I would do that, you … know me.”

“Even if you were trying to help, you were still working for them. Can you really say you didn’t hurt people in their service, that you didn’t commit any atrocities?”

“I’ve been mind controlled for the past year, I don’t! fucking! know! what I’ve done! I don’t… fucking… know.”

After Orion has his breakdown, Megatron turns slightly away, and Orion turns back towards Anode and Ratchet. Anode puts a hand on his arm and speaks softly and guides him back towards the other guards.

Ratchet asks Megatron about the hospital, closes with this: “For all your reasons, they’re still dead.”

And Ratchet walks away.

Drift is Not Having A Great Day, and this shouting match did not make it any better.

Magnus quietly says, more to herself than to Ratchet, “Definitely not the best time to introduce someone, is it?”

---

The party goes back to Swerve’s.

Rodimus, upon entering and seeing the state of semi-organized chaos that Swerve’s in, with various people returning from taking the castle, First Aid and Rung treating people, Prowl running around, people running back to the castle - etc, concludes: “I want a drink.”

Ratchet says, “You know, you’re not as dumb as you look.”

“And you're not as dumb as you look, too!”

Ratchet does not dispute this. They go to find Swerve.

Ratchet leans over the counter and stares dead into Swerve's eyes. "Give me the largest jug of mead you have, small man."

Drift goes up to Swerve and asks for some tea. Swerve seems confused but goes and makes it anyway.

Rodimus goes up to the bar and says - “Give me the strongest drink you have.”

Swerve hands Rodimus a shot glass and Rodimus proceeds to drink it all in one go eating the shot glass as well. He's immediately wasted.

Swerve sees Rodimus eat the shot glass and his eyes go wide as saucers. “You… you’ll have to pay for the glass too.” He makes no further comment, because this is just that kind of day where this might as well happen.

Ratchet sees Rodimus eat the glass, and asks Drift if it's always like that.

"Not glass...he usually has a more varied diet.."

"Hmm. Interesting."

"You get used to it."

"HMMM." And he proceeds to order another jug and keeps chugging.

Rodimus faces Drift, slurring, “Drif, Driift, Drifff. Look a wha I can do!” And he casts dancing lights.

“That’s great Rodimus…”

Later across the bar Rodimus can be seen messing with the lights and laughing his ass off.

----

Megatron comes up to the bar and orders a pint of mead. Swerve takes the order on autopilot because it has been A Day for everyone, goes back into the kitchen to get his order, comes back out, finally recognizes Megatron, and with a- “AAAAUUUGHHHHH!!” he jumps about two feet in the air - pretty impressive for a halfling - and spills about half the mug on the floor.

“You’re not - I mean - you just - you’re not - you just look like the Butcher of Kaon, right? Y’know, that guy.”

“No, I am.”

“Ahahahah” Swerve shoves the mug onto the bar and flees back into the kitchen.

Megatron downs the half a mug in one and goes to sit in a corner, stealing a cloak off the rack to try and hide and avoid any further awkward encounters.

“Do you want a dunce cap?” Ratchet asks, sarcastically, at Megatron’s attempt to hide.

“That’s why he has the helmet.” Drift says.

----

[Mags and Rewind go over to Chromedome and Rewind visits Dom. CD and Mags discuss angsty stuff and Dom being there in Adaptica]

Chromedome flags down Rewind and Magnus from where he’s sitting in front of a door in the basement.

“Dominus is in there, I think he’s still asleep. He needed some rest after what he’s been through, but I think he’ll be okay.” Chromedome pauses, and looks at the two of them. “Look, I know you’re upset, and I know there are things you need to talk about, and - and I know it’s none of my business, but - but just go easy on him, please. He’s made mistakes but - trust me, he’s paid for them.” He sighs. “If - if one of you wants to go in there and sit with him, I guess that’s okay, just don’t disturb him, he needs the rest.”

Rewind goes in to sit with Dominus, Magnus sits outside with Chromedome.

“How long have you known Dominus?” Magnus asks.

“I didn’t really know him well, but from what I heard he got here at about the worst time, just before Zeta took over. The first thing Zeta did was put up magical barriers to communication, and then the wall.

“I know Perceptor was the one who called him, something about his planar research. And then he ended up working for Prowl, to try and infiltrate the castle. Because he was new to the city, Zeta didn’t know anything about him, and as a high-level druid, he had an in with Zeta’s magical research. He was trying to do the right thing, once he was here.”

“I know,” Magnus says.

“I wasn’t inside the castle until I was captured, so I wasn’t working with him. The time in the cell was the first I met him properly, and there wasn’t much talking then. He - well, they put the ‘interrogation chambers’ near the dungeons, so that was probably the most I heard his voice before you two showed up, and it wasn’t ... particularly conversational. Sorry.”

Mags is startled into silence.

“You’re his … sister, did you say?” Chromedome asks.

“Yes, I am.” Magnus can tell that Chromedome wants to ask how an orc is the sister of a human man, but he doesn’t.

“You said you didn’t really know him? That he worked with Prowl?”

“Prowl talked about him. He always talks about work. He only talks about work.” Chromedome adds bitterly. “I don’t know, I might have seen him a couple of times outside of that? I mean, before - yeah.” He turns to Magnus. “He’s a good person, I’m sure he’ll be okay.”

They sit in silence for a few moments before Magnus goes back upstairs.

-----

Magnus goes to sit by Megatron, where he’s still sitting in a corner nook.

“So,” he says as she sits. “Which atrocity do I need to apologize for now?”

“Surprisingly enough, you have not done anything to affect me. I have been hiding away in a fortress of neutrality for a few years now.”

Megs laughs humorlessly. “It’s been A Day,” he sighs.

"IT'S BEEN SHIT," Ratchet hollers from the bar.

Magnus chuckles a little. “Yes, I guess that is one way to say it.”

The two try to talk for a moment more, but both realize they are both shit at small talk. (“You’re not very good at this, are you?” “No, no, not at all.” “Well, I don’t have many topics for small talk, so.”) It’s awkward and they both acknowledge it. Thankfully, Megs has a potential way to make it Not Awkward.

He pulls out a journal, small in his hands. “If you like, we can sit here in silence while I work on some poetry”

Magnus perks up at this. “You write poetry?”

“Yes,” Megs asks if she’s read a list of certain poets, and informs her that they were actually all him, publishing under many pseudonyms. Mags, surprised yet again, says she has indeed read most these ‘authors.’

“And you, do you write?”

“Um, yes, I do. A little bit.”

Magnus then decides to bring out her journal.

“Would you like to read mine while I read yours?” Megatron offers, “Mine aren’t exactly cogent right now.”

“Oh of course; mine are not as superfluous and detailed as my brothers’, but they get to the point.”

“Comparing yourself to someone else is pointless,” Megatron says, and for a moment he almost reaches out to put a hand on Magnus’ arm, but he catches himself and pulls his hand back before continuing. “Your voice carries its own weight and means something. You are your own self.”

Magnus is struggling not to tear up. “T-thank you. That is very kind of you.”

They then exchange notebooks and read their poetry out loud and compliment each other like dorks.

----

Rodimus starts to feel nauseous and tells Drift.

“Hey, Drif? I don- I don't feel so good… I think I ate something bad…”

Rodimus gets up to find a bathroom and Drift gets up too to help Rodimus to it. Along the way, they run into Rung, who’s left the treatment area as things have slowed down.

“Oh hey! What are- wha you doin’ here? Rrring? Ring.”

“Um, Rung actually..”

“Ya! Rang. I don’t… I don’t feel great.”

Drift recognizes Rung as someone Rodimus has talked about.

Rung offers him a potion that gets rid of the effects of the drink, and Rodimus takes it.

“Haven't seen you in uh… a while.” Rodimus says, and his hesitation betrays some of his conflicted feelings about Rung - while he’s happy to see him now, that doesn’t change the fact that he wasn't there when Rodimus needed him.

Rung says it’s been too long and apologizes for the fact that he hasn’t been there.

Rodimus asks about whether Rung knows what happened in Nyon, and Rung says he does. Rung tries to ask Rodimus about it and gets the brush off.

Rung changes the topic, “Adaptica is better now, even if things seem messy now. You and your friends are responsible for that.”

Rodimus says that killing Zeta didn’t help him, or make him feel any better.

Considering this, Rung offers. “Let’s take a walk.”

“Fiiiiiiiiine.”

As Rung, Rodimus, and Drift, walk into the city, they see people in the streets - something they hadn’t seen much of when entering the city when it had been much more subdued, people only leaving their homes if absolutely necessary. Guards, now free of enchantment and having been released from AVL debriefing, reuniting with their families, people out and talking freely about what happened - celebratory music plays a few streets away. They continue to walk through the residential part of the city, then out further, to the wall. People are tearing down the hall, with hammers, whatever tools they can get to hand, with spells, now that the wall no longer has Zeta’s protective enchantment. Kids are playing with fallen bricks, reenacting Zeta’s defeat, building towers and knocking them down. People are painting the walls with messages and images of celebration and defiance.

Rung smiles, looking at the paintings on the wall. “They certainly are making quite chaotic art, aren’t they? It’s very beautiful, though it’s certainly not something I could do.”

Rodimus is noncommittal. Rung continues. “I know you weren’t here in the city, under Zeta’s rule, for very long, but it’s hard to overstate how bad it was.”

Rodimus, bitterly. “Well, I know what he did to Nyon, so,”

“Yes. Yes, you do.” Rung discusses how tearing Zeta down was good and has saved a lot of people, and that the people here will be better for the fact that Rodimus and his friends did so.

“That’s great but I don't get why you'd take us out here to show this.”

Rung notes the people celebrating around them and says that he thought it might be useful to see the city and how it is better off now.

Rodimus says that doesn’t change that everyone in Nyon is still dead and the survivors hate him.

“Why do you think that?” Rung asks.

“You said you knew what happened in Nyon.”

“I do.”

“Then you know.”

“I’d prefer to hear it from you.”

Rodimus isn’t pleased about this, but he does explain, how Zeta attacked, how he had a power he never knew he had, but he lit himself on fire. “What do you want me to say? That I burnt down the entire town? Killed everyone? That I can't go back because the survivors all hate me? That- that I didn't even choose to leave I was run out?”

Rung says that because Rodimus never knew he had this power, it was still out of his control.

“Whatever,” Rodimus says, “that doesn't really change anything now does it?”

“When the fire started, were you trying to hurt the city, or hurt Zeta?”

“I was trying to hurt Zeta - how could you even ask that?” Rodimus says, disbelieving, hurt.

“I know. What you did with the fire was to try to protect your town. And you destroyed Zeta’s demons and forced him out of your city. So why do you think you deserve to be hated?”

“So - what, you think I should just walk back into Nyon, tell everyone who survived, ‘hey, I know you hate me, but guess what? You shouldn’t.’” Rodimus says, bitterly incredulous.

“I’m not saying you need to go back, I’m saying that you should stop trying to punish yourself.”

When Rodimus still seems skeptical, Rugn repeats his point, about the fact that Rodimus’ new powers weren’t under his control when he burned Nyon, and he adds that that doesn’t have to happen again, that Rodimus can control himself. Rodimus says that of course he’s learned how to control his flames, that that isn’t going to happen again.

“Of course,” Rung says, “You have a fire inside of you. The fire can hurt innocent people, but that’s just one part of what it can do - what it can be. Fire is life, it can bring good. You used your fire against Zeta today, and you protected your friends, and you freed all the people in this city.”

“I guess…”

Rung, realizing that Rodimus is not only at the end of his rope but several feet past it at this point, gently changes the subject. “I see you still have the cloak I gave you.”

“Yeah. Yeah, I always keep it with me.”

“Well, I’m very glad it’s been helpful.”

“Ya uh, thanks, again. I guess.”

“Oh, there's no need for thanks.”

Rung asks Drift how he is, Drift says he’s okay and doesn’t follow up, he’s now firmly established as Not A Fan Of Rung. Rung suggests they go back to the pub.

Warthog, now released from First Aid’s treatment, recognizes Rodimus, specifically, but seeing the look on Drift’s face, which suggests he’ll stab the next person who tries to have a heavy conversation where Rodimus has to relive some shit, decides to leave that conversation for another day.

Rodimus and Drift grab something to eat, Rod all but falling asleep as he eats. When he's done, Rodimus decides to retire to the room he and Drift rented for the night.

----

When he sees Drift looking like he might want to come over and talk to him, Megatron is clearly paying attention to Drift and bringing the poetry conversation with Magnus to a close. Rather than having Megatron offer to leave, Magnus offers to go and sit somewhere else, and Megatron gratefully accepts. Magnus goes to join Ratchet.

Drift comes over and sits down next to Megatron and doesn't look at him. "So."

Aaaand that's about as far as either of them thought this through. Awkward silence.

"You know, I don't think that's the loudest I've ever heard you yell at him," Drift jokes.

Megatron sighs and Sad Dads at Drift. He tried to be a good dad and failed. He apologizes profusely, tells Drift he wanted the best for him, etc. He says he’s proud of who Drift has become without him, and grateful that Drift has become someone better without him. He says "I love you, and I’m so proud of you," which is when Drift bristles and cuts him off, voice starting to shake

"Alright, that's enough."

Megatron really wants to like, hug Drift or something, and he holds his hand out towards Drift's shoulder so Drift can accept or reject the offer.

"Don't touch me." Megatron takes his hand back immediately, like he's been slapped.

"I have a lot of things I want to say to you, but I don't think either of us is going to get anything out of having that conversation right now." Drift sighs, "But - what you were saying earlier- to Orion, about leaving- don't you dare. Don't you dare disappear on me after- being here."

Megatron promises not to leave.

And with that, Drift goes up to join Rodimus in the room and get some sleep.

After today, they all need some rest.

#game recap #team fire

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shikai-the-storyteller · 6 years ago

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LOST LIGHT 22 READ (THAT I TOTALLY DIDN’T FORGET TO POST)

OHHHH MAN I DIDN"T REALIZE THIS WAS THE COMIC WITH THE CHROMEDOME COVER W/ RUNG IN ALT MODE IM IMMEDIATELY SO FRICKIN WORRIED

Me: *sees that this is the cover with Chromedome and Rung in alt-mode form* *WORRIED WHEEZE*

IM ONLY ON THE COVER AND IM ALREADY FREAKING OUT

*Stares at Chromedome with heart eyes while feeling waves of anxiety* I love you my sweet boy pleASE DONT DIE I WOULDN"T BE ABLE TO TAKE IT

MAN IM SO ANXIOUS ABOUT THE LOST LIGHT CHAPTER

I JUST SCREAMED “UNICRON IS HERE OH NO” OUT LOUD

*sees Megatron still has an Autobot badge* *BREATHES A SIGH OF RELIEF EVEN IF I KNOW THATS NOT NECESSARILY INDICATIVE OF ANYTHING*

GIANT TITAN???? I LITERALLY SAID “OH SNAP” OUT LOUD

OH MY GOSH HE NAMED HIS SHIP “THE LAST LIGHT” I JUST NOTICED THAT

“The Return of the King” I AM SHRIEKING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“Since when did Cybertron have an alt mode” THAT"S A DANG GOOD QUESTION I THOUGHT THAT WAS A METRO TITAN

Chromedome’s casually like “Oh that’s Cybertron” UH BUDDY THAT”S KIND OF A BIG FRICKIN DEAL

“Megatron! What in the actual hell is going on?” THAT"S AN EVEN BETTER QUESTION RODIMUS

gosh roddy looks so good in his classic red and orange and yellow look I’m weeping

MEGATRON….

“I’m waving” RODIMUS YOU ARE PRECIOUS

It only took five pages but Megatron ALREADY looks so Done with Rodimus lmaoooo welcome back Megs

Grimlock: Megatron? Rodimus: I never thought I’d say this but…he’s not that bad when you get to know him Me: *OLD MAN CLUTCHING CHEST REACTION MEME*

Pharma: *points at Ratchet* Me, immediately: nO NO NONONO!!!!

Half of me: IM SO FRICKIN WORRIED ABOUT RATCHET I MEAN I KNOW HE”LL BE FINE BUT IM STILL WORRIED Other half of me: haha Pharma wants to brag in front of his ex

WH-

WHAT

IM SORRY I JUST

I CAN”T TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY, I JUST SNORTED SO LOUDLY

IT"S THE HAND-HOLDING FRIENDSHIP CIRCLE OF DEATH

NO THE FUNCTIONISTS KILLED ORION PAX

SCREW YOU GUYS IM NOT TAKING BACK MY JOKE ABOUT YOUR FRIENDSHIP CIRCLE I HATE THIS

WHY!!! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO KILL ORION!!!

oh shoot they killed Terminus too??? HECK DUDE

“Pax, Terminus, Rung, Nightstalker, Impactor…we’ve taken all those he ever loved” HE LOVED THEM

LOVED

THEM

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

HECK

I HATE TRANSFORMERS I HATE THIS SERIES

I had to google who Nightstalker was GDI HE WAS RAVAGE’S PARTNER, HOW MANY TIMES DO YOU GOTTA DO ME DIRTY IDW

STOP KILLING MEGATRON’S CATS, LET HIM LIVE YOU MONSTERS

Rodimus: What are you going to do? Megatron: From your perspective I’m going to try and kill you MEGATRON PLEASE

DRIFT OH NO

I ACTUALLY GASPED OUT LOUD OH MY GOSH!!!!

I KNEW SOMETHING LIKE THAT WOULD HAPPEN BUT DANGIT JRO THAT WAS COLD

I KNOW HE”LL BE OK BUT DANG

My first thought, immediately after panicking: Oh Saling’s gonna lose their mind at these panels

“I am not Pharma, but I do think he’s trying to assert himself” OH SHOOT SO THAT"S NOT PHARMA

lmao “I’m not Pharma but he keeps screaming at me to brag that he shot your current boyfriend”

“You built a spacebridge into my mind” uH

“I met someone as they crossed the threshold. When they ran I reached out to retrieve them-” UH

IM LOSING MY DANG MIND “You’re talking to Pharma and I’ve got to say Ratchet you’re looking very-” GDI PHARMA YOU”RE KILLING ME HERE what a gay disaster

“I was Adaptus” UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Wait wtf Whirl’s on the Last Light AND with Rodimus? OH WAIT SHOOT IS THAT HIS KID ON THE LAST LIGHT!????? WAIT A MINUTE

AW….THE MEGATRON ULTRA MAGNUS MOMENT….OOF THAT HURTS MY HEART

OH WAIT SHOOT DRIFT ACTUALLY IS REALLY HURT HECK

WHAT"S A ZERO POINT IS HE GONNA BE OK???

“Let me look at him” Megatron I don’t think you have a medical degree for that

OH MY GOSH HIS FUSION CANON IS ACTUALLY A TOOL KIT….IM WEEPING…I LOVE THAT.

MEGATRON AND DRIFT ARE FINALLY (sorta) SPEAKING NOW IM REALLY WEEPING

Aw I know JRO’s super pressed for time with everything but I’m glad he was able to put that interaction in there

There’s so many good things about this panel: Cyconus side-eyeing Megatron, Swerve ragging on Megatron’s interior design choice (even though Swerve’s favorite color is purple), Megatron defending his choice to Swerve….good content here folks

“Four weeks…Minimus I’ve not seen you in centuries” *WAILS*

I LOVE THEM SO FRICKIN MUCH

Local goth sulks in the corner and misses his boyfriend

MORTILUS WAS THE NECROBOT….I REALLY AM GOING TO WEEP

IM SCREAMING AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS

RUNG IS PRIMUS

IM LOSING MY DANG MIND

IM LAUGHING BECAUSE JRO, AS THE WRITER, IS ESSENTIALLY THE GOD OF THE STORY SO IT MAKES SENSE THAT HIS INSERT WOULD BE IMPORTANT BUT IM STILL LOSING IT OH MY GOSH

TRANSFORMERS IS THE BEST SERIES IN THE UNIVERSE

FRICKIN JRO “This is my oc, he’s god”

I CAN”T WAIT TIL THE NEXT ISSUE THIS IS GONNA BE THE LONGEST TWO AND A HALF WEEKS OF MY LIFE

#i talk #I'm reading Transformers #lost light #Primordial robot hell #(I DID FORGET)#Transformers spoiler #I DIDNT WANT TO POST IT UNTIL IT CAME OUT OFFICIALLY THAT WAY I WOULDNT SPOIL ANYONE #lost light spoiler #mtmte spoiler

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cleverthylacine · 3 years ago

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P or Q or R for the author ask meme ? [it's guesso but on laptop so I can't use my acct - this is a shared side acct ahah] I hope you've been doing okay ! have a good night <3

Sure! I've been doing pretty well!

I think you missed the poem I posted for Soundwave Week which was probably written and sent via comm sometime between the end of Diamonds and Rust & the beginning of A Few Small Repairs, btw--it's here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33900481 P: I'm something of both. I have a general plan for Voice of Stanix. I know there will be 5 arcs and approximately what canonical events I turned upside down to anchor them. But I also figure out a lot of things along the way. And the how goals are accomplished is also something that is revealed to me along the way.

I just found out what's going to happen to Getaway, and it's freaking hilarious.

A good example is Howlback and Grimlock. I knew they were at Garrus-9 at the same time and had probably met as prisoners during that shitshow. Then Howlback was standing in Glit's overcrowded waiting room with her broken tail and Grimlock and Misfire came in and it all kind of fell out of her. I still don't know what threads they will eventually tie together, although it's probably a safe bet that it'll have something to do with Overlord, given how many bullets Howlback has carved his name on and all. (That's a tricky storyline anyway, with Howlback being aro-but-not-ace rep and loving him without "falling in love".) Sometimes when it's a couple weeks between posts it's because I know how I'm getting from Point J to Point Q, but I have no fucking idea how I'm getting from Point M to Point N, and that's where I am right now, and it just has to come to me.

Q. Tons. There is a lot of stuff I wrote that was heavily inspired by Darkover, and by Harry Potter (meaning "it used to be fanfic") and I haven't got the heart to go back to any of it right now, even with the serial numbers filed off. Though I will go back to the ex-HP thing eventually, because the heroine is a trans woman and it'll be gorgeous to spit in JKR's eye that way. I also want to go back to Weirdmageddon Tango but the end of the associated RP broke my heart for a really long time.

There are also deleted scenes. In the first draft of Soundwave and Ravage's reunion they reunited much quicker than they did when I wrote the whole trip out. And so he wasn't sure she was going to take him back, and she even slapped him, and she had a good reason to, but by the time I got to the actual end of A Few Small Repairs, they had worked it all out. Obviously he still had concerns about that as per his discussion with Buzzsaw, but they'd fixed a lot of their problems long-distance. I'm glad I didn't have to write it that way. Their relationship would totally have recovered and on a level he knew he had earned that. But the long voyage home gave them plenty of time to hash that all out in a civilised manner. R. Tons. <3 Fanfic-wise, Astolat is the big one, because she made me fall in love with Megatron and gave me my first sense of who he really was inside, what he was about and what his poetry was like, and then that dovetailed right into IDW Ravage's history in the Dead End with Soundwave, and Drift and Ratchet, which gave me their long history of poetic arguments and conversations that nobody else ever saw until Things Changed.

I also have been influenced by Enfilade and Owlix, though my Ravage and Soundwave aren't just friends and are a couple, and my Deathsaurus doesn't have to eat people.

In terms of influences on my worldbuilding and storytelling: Cordwainer Smith, MZB (we didn't know she was a molester in the 1970s, and I really have thrown her version of paganism out the window and down the drain, but I lived in Darkover during my teens, ironically to escape from my own abusive family, and she had a solid grasp of how to write about telepathy and energy exchange, which informs my understanding of EMF dynamics), Frank Herbert, Lev Grossman, CJ Cherryh, Akiko Yosano, and Sei Shounagon and a zillion Japanese court ladies' diaries. Which is probably why I write a lot about the Warworlds. That and because it amused me to make Tarn the worst Pinkerton ever. (re Cordwainer Smith: consider the parallels between Ravage in VOS and C’mell in The Instrumentality series.)

#writer ask meme #my fic #voice of stanix #weirdmageddon tango #dracaena leffoy #lightningwar #world well lost

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headcanons-in-disguise · 7 years ago

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So how will MTMTE Drift and Megatron, TFP Rachet and IDW Optimus react in this scenario: so their (bot/human, up to you) s/o approaches them casually and calmly says, "Babe, we're having a kid." Followed by, "Right now." Yes, s/o is going to give birth and is legit chill. Yes, I have been watching a bit of Adamms Family.

Well….I am operating under the assumption that they knewthat their significant other was pregnant. Because that’s kinda a hard thing tohide. I’ll go with human since Cybertronian pregnancy varies so widely acrossthe fandom.

MTMTE- Drift:

At first is just like “Yes, I know” and a little confused asto why his s/o is telling him this. He’s still marveling over how he managed toget them pregnant with his holoform, but, life is beautiful and-

Now?

The bot freaks the heck out. Cue immediate transformationand rush to the medibay.

Ratchet has to chase him out.

Sits outside during the birth, praying like hell and waftingmedicinal incense toward the doors.

So proud of his s/o.

MTMTE- Megatron:

Has been so anxious about this.

He’s responsible for the deaths of more beings than therehave ever been alive on Cybertron. How is he fit to father a child?

Especially concerned about how a Cybertronian-human hybridwill turn out.

Has been annoyingly attentive during the whole pregnancy.

Actually remains pretty calm during the birth. Like, thisguy has commanded battles, he can handle childbirth.

Has to go sit down for a bit afterwards.

Wonders how the heck his s/o stayed so calm.

TFP- Ratchet:

Hasn’t let his s/o out of his sight since he picked up thepregnancy readings.

So well prepared that Optimus has verbally wondered if hehasn’t gone too far.

Handles the whole thing like he does everything else.

Literally no hitches during the birth.

Exceedingly proud of himself and his s/o for being so calm.

IDW- Optimus:

Like Megatron, super calm about it.

Just, takes his s/o to Ratchet.

Secretly hella anxious.

Handles everything like a champ and gives his s/ounnecessary encouragement.

Happy father afterwards.

…I feel like I somehow messed this up, but, here you go!

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pleasantspark · 2 years ago

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spark of the lost light by Brxkxn_Fxxth

Fandoms: The Transformers (IDW Generation One)

Explicit

Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

M/M, Other

Tags:

Rung (Transformers)/Original Character(s)

Drift | Deadlock/Ratchet

Cyclonus/Tailgate (Transformers)

Chromedome/Rewind (Transformers)

Rung (Transformers)/Rose (Self-Insert)

Optimus Prime

Rodimus | Rodimus Prime

Tailgate (Transformers)

Cyclonus (Transformers)

Rung (Transformers)

Swerve (Transformers)

Skids (Transformers)

Chromedome (Transformers)

Rewind (Transformers)

Ratchet (Transformers)

Drift | Deadlock

Ultra Magnus (Transformers)

Minimus Ambus (Transformers)

Whirl (Transformers)

Brainstorm (Transformers)

Ten (Transformers)

Prowl (Transformers)

Getaway (Transformers)

Pharma (Transformers)

First Aid (Transformers)

Nautica (Transformers)

Nightbeat (Transformers)

Velocity (Transformers)

Roller (Transformers)

Atomizer (Transformers)

Bluestreak (Transformers)

Perceptor (Transformers)

Thunderclash (Transformers)

Mainframe (Transformers)

Blaster (Transformers)

Megatron (Transformers)

Ravage (Transformers)

Pipes (Transformers)

Fortress Maximus (Transformers)

Rose (Self-Insert)

Whirl Being Whirl

Friends to Lovers

slowburn

Romance

Eventual Romance

Drama & Romance

Slow Romance

Fluff and Angst

Angst and Hurt/Comfort

Angst and Feels

Heavy Angst

Following The Comics

Summary:

Series:

Part 27 of Self Insert Stuff

Part 10 of Rose x Rung

Part 34 of Transformers

Part 23 of Transformers MTMTE

Rose walked into the room poking zir helm in. “H-H-Hello? I hope I-I’m n-not i-interrupting a-anything!” Rose said. Ratchet llooked up from working on Rung’s arm.

“You’re not interrupting anything, I’m just finishing working on Rang–” Ratchet starts.

“ Rung. ” Rung corrects.

“--And I should be there shortly to work on you.” Ratchet said.

“...O–Oh I don’t– I don’t I-I-I don’t need- need he-help.” Rose said.

“Then what are you in here for? I am back to the bone with other patients, I have Whirl, Tailgate and Rung in here, and there’s about to be 40 more possible patients.” Ratchet said.

“W-Well I-I-I wan-wanted t-to m-meet o-o-other bots, bots, bots,” Rose frowns, “O-Other bots.”

Ratchet sighed, “As long as you don’t get in the way of things then be my guest.” Ratchet said.

“Thanks for the fix, Ratchet.” Rung said, twisting his arm to test it out, “I suppose it’s Whirl’s turn next.” Rung said.

“Would I be betraying my profession if I said I was hoping for a series of��distractions that would prevent me from fixing him for another, ooh, five hundred years?” Ratchet asked.

Rung by now, noticed Rose, and turned to face the cybertronian. “Ah, who must you be?” He asked Rose.

“O-O-Oh m-my n-n-name i-i-is-is R-R-R-Rose.” Rose said, introducing zirself, holding zir servo out for Rung to shake, Rung shook zir servo.

“What’s the matter with your voicebox if you don't mind me asking.” Rung asks, “It’s okay if you don’t want to, I don’t mean to intrude.” Rung adds.

Rose blinks, but Ratchet steps in. “We don’t know, I can’t divulge any further, patient confidentiality, Rung. All you need to know is that Zey had some sort of freak accident before arriving on The Lost Light and that it contributed to what is wrong with zem now.” Ratchet said, Rung blushes in mere embarrassment.

“A-Ah, understood, I nearly forgot about that. I sincerely apologize, Ratchet, but Rose, nice name, my name is–” Before Rung could introduce himself, Rung gets punched by Whirl. Rose stood on the sidelines to get out the way.

#transformers #transformers mtmte #mtmte #mtmte idw #cygate #chromewind #dratchet #roung #idw mtmte #maccadam #transformers idw #i worked on this for 2 days #. 💞 ; txt #. 💕 ; fanfiction.jpg

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shikai-the-storyteller · 6 years ago

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It’s like half a year late but I just realized I saved this post as a draft and never actually posted it sO

LOST LIGHT 25 READ

*Breaks down sobbing* L-LOST LIGHT 25 READ….THE LAST LIGHT….

My hands are shaking as I open up the file. How am I supposed to say goodbye and mean it. This comic’s changed my life, who am I going to be without it

I could spend the rest of my life looking at that cover :’) Rewind and Chromedome…Tailgate and CycLONUS….WITH WINGMAN WHIRL….SWERVE HOLDING RUNG’S GLASSES…DRIFT AND RATCHET (and ratchet holding the sparkflowers which represent everyone who died on the mission #called it), ANODE AND LUG….BRAINSTORM AND NAUTICA (probably watching some goofy video on Brainstorm’s cellphone??), MINIMUS AND RODIMUS…..SOBS….I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH…..

“The story so far: You’re joking, right?” LMAO

I saw the one page preview earlier this week and for the life of me I expected it to be Megatron. I expected them to be planning a fake funeral for Megatron buT THEN PROWL WAS THERE AND THAT THREW ME OFF.

I know Rewind doesn’t have to be glued to Chromedome’s side at all times but THE FACT THAT THEY”RE AT A FUNERAL AND HE”S NOT NEXT TO CHROMEDOME IS DRIVING MY ANXIETY UP THE WALL

WAIT WHAT

WHAT

WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!

RATCHET!??!?!? NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

CONJUX ENDURA???? JRO HOW DARE YOU GIVE ME THIS BLESSING THEN IMMEDIATELY GO “lol Ratchet’s dead” WTF MAN

IS THIS THE FUTURE???

JRO GIVETH AND JRO TAKETH AWAY

wait REWIND IS OLDER THAN RATCHET WHAT DOES THAT MEAN

JAMES ROBERTS IF YOU KILL REWIND (again) I MIGHT LITERALLY ACTUALLY DIE ON THE SPOT *PLEASE* DON”T DO THAT

A bunch of supersparks because of Rung’s message :’(((

OH MAN, THAT IS OUR PROWL, NOT SOME FUNCTIONALIST PROWL????

Prowl pls, I understand your point of view completely but…THE SPARKS…be cool dude

MEGATRON…OH BOY OF COURSE PROWL’S THERE FOR HIM

BUT HOW LONG IN THE FUTURE *ARE* WE?? WHY DIDNT PROWL COME SOONER?

I guess this is post-all the Unicron business??? Where’s Optimus, why isn’t he at his best friend’s funeral. (Though, even as I say that I am Very Much Aware that he probably died in the other comics, true to his style)

Prowl puts his finger on Rodimus’ mouth to shush him and I have mixed feelings about that because A) rude but B) it indicates a level of familiarity I’m surprised Prowl would do, even if it is just for the sake of shushing Rodimus

“No to everything you’ve said and everything you will say. And while I’m at it, no to anything you’ve said or will ever say ever” “Rodimus”

Awh Rodimus puts himself betwEEN MEGATRON AND PROWL….WHEEZES

Prowl’s got his hands on his hips and his door wing things hiked up oh my goshhh I HATE THAT I THOUGHT “You are Precious” THIS IS HOW FAR IVE FALLEN HUH

GuhhhhhhhhHHHH the sad look Megatron and Rodimus give each other…. :’((( There’s no way this trial will end with them letting him off, the fans would riot.

AW THE LOST LIGHT OR THE SPARKS HECKKKKK I KNEW THEYD HAVE TO GIVE UP THE SHIP

GOSH….RODIMUS…IM SO SAD TOO BUDDY

CRUSADERCONS SOBS!!!!!!

“It’s a joke” “I suppose you had to be there" SOBS EVEN HARDER

MEGATRON PLEASE, I JUST SNORTED SO FRICKIN HARD AT THAT I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MEGATRON YOU BIG DORK

"Do you trust me, Prowl?” Aw oh Roddy…WHAT DO YOU MEAN LAP OF HONOR are you going to race Prowl, Rodimus buddy pls

WHIRL *IS* IN HANDCUFFS WHAT’S UP WITH THAT DID HE TURN HIMSELF IN FOR SOMETHING??? Is he in jail because of the scraplets???

“I’m conscious we haven’t seen each other in years” AW MAN SO THEY REALLY DID ALL SPLIT UP :’(((( I mean I guess that’s expected but hrGHH….HECK THAT MEANS RATCHET PROBABLY REALLY IS GONE OH NO…SALING IM SO SORRY

SWERVE HAD 113 BARS JRO PLEASE “I guess I’m not ready to be reminded of the good times” SWERVE I WILL CRY RIGHT NOW

Dratchet confirmed but AT WHAT COST

And it sounds like Nautica (maybe none of them) revealed that Rung was Primus???? Oh man

Also I’m 99% sure Optimus must be dead because there’s no reason why he wouldn’t be at his best friend’s funeral (unless he pops up later on in this comic)

I took all these notes earlier when looking at the preview and now that I’m here, with the full comic, about to read it, I can’t even get past the cover. I’m looking at all their smiling faces and I’m just realizing how much I’m going to miss them

NO!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO NO NO!

NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

NO DANGIT JRO

THIS IS LITERALLY ALL I ASKED OF YOU, HOW COULD YOU DO THAT AFTER ALL HE SUFFERED? AFTER ALL THEY SUFFERED???

I just pounded my fist on my desk so hard and shouted “NO” over and over again.

So he’s not dead? But is he suffering? Is he ok???

“He just asks Chromedome about something called Rung” WHAT

Is Brainstorm’s case a teleportation device now???

I’m so confused and sad and angry but I’m going to hold off judgement til I get to the end

I took a break to go give my Tio and Tia’s giant German Sheppard a rubdown but MAN I still feel horrible…I really hope there’s going to be more of a happy ending for Rewind and Chromedome than that, that feels so horrible…and they forgot Rung??

WAIT WHAT RATCHET’S BACK??? WHAT”S GOING ON

“There’ll always be an ending– and if you’re lucky, you get to see it coming.” :(

REWIND??? IS REWIND OK??? HE”S HERE??? IS HE SAFE???

I SWEAR TO EVERY DEITY JRO, PLEASE DON”T HURT HIM MY HEART CAN”T TAKE THIS KIND OF BACK AND FORTH THING

OH NO, DID THEY FORGET RUNG???

WHIRL’S WEARING AN “ASK ME ABOUT MY FEMINIST AGENDA” SHIRT

REWIND AND RATCHET ARE STILL HERE AND OK BUT THEY”VE FORGOTTEN RUNG??? WHAT”S GOING ON

Aw Cyclonus is singing for Tailgate and they have all of Ten’s toys next to the Lost Light toy replica….

I CAN”T REALLY GET INTO THIS IM TOO AFRAID OF REWIND NOT ACTUALLY BEING OK AND RUNG BEING FORGOTTEN

“And this is my wife, Anode” MY HEART JUST GREW THREE SIZES

FRICKIN, THEY"RE GONNA RAISE SOME KIDS, THE LESBIAN AGENDA!!!! I LOVE IT

IS ROLLER FLIRTING WITH NICKLE OH MY GOSH

“I forgot I tried to kill you” “Sorry I tried to kill you” Ah, good ‘ol post-war Cybertronians

“Making me look good. Highest calling” RODIMUS PLEASE

“I was wondering if I was remembering things before they happened” OH NO

Ok but WHY is Whirl in his holoform

AW THE SWEET TENDER MOMENT BETWEEN DRIFT AND RATCHET…KILL ME.

“Treat him well, doc. He’s a keeper” awh….what a good bro

The tender Ratchet expressions are so sweet but AT THE SAME TIME IM LIKE….IS RATCHET DEAD OR IS HE OK, AND MORE IMPORTANTLY: IS REWIND OK??????????

WHY CAN”T ANYONE REMEMBER RUNG, THIS IS REALLY REALLY SAD

LMAO Are these all scenarios that JRO wanted to write???? I can’t believe the Lost Light got impounded

“We should measure our lives in moments and the rush of joy, of grace, that exists within them. You flare, you flicker, you fade. And in the end, all your tomorrows become yesterdays. Afterlight.” This entire exchange has me on the floor weeping. Of COURSE Magnus has his poetry memorized

OH SHOOT MAGNUS DIDN”T KNOW

NOOO THE DOUBLE SAD MAGNUS AND MEGATRON FACE, HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO RECOVER FROM THAT

"I never thought I’d say this, but…it’s been fun” *STARTLED EXAGGERATED GASP*

Magnus thinks that wanting some professional relationships makes him sound like a hopeless romantic, oh my GOSH (same tho Magnus)

ME TOO SWERVE

WTF

I THOUGHT THEY WERE IN SPACE WHAT’S HAPPENING

Oh my gosh, the Deceptidorks run off in their own little cruiser with Grimlock, that’s so them

OH NO SWERVE DIDN”T GET MISFIRE’S NUMBER

OH MY–

WELL

I DIDN”T EXPECT THAT AT ALL

CYCLONUS OH MY GOSH, THAT MADE ME PUT A HAND OVER MY MOUTH AND TURN AWAY, HECK

THAT"S SO SWEET….coming from Cyclonus that’s such a huge thing, he’s so grateful that Rodimus gave him the chance, gave him the opportunity to go on this mission :’)

Of course Rodimus looks a little shocked when Cyclonus grabbed his face like that I"D BE A LITTLE BIT LIKE “UHHH” TOO

GOSH that’s so cute I can’t get over that

WAAAAAIT A MINUTE. WAIT I JUST REALIZED THIS IS ALL IN THE PAST. SO REWIND AND RATCHET REALLY ARE…

WELL. THERE”S STILL A FEW MORE PAGES FOR JRO TO NOT BREAK MY HEART AND RESOLVE THAT….I STILL HAVE A BIT OF FAITH….

AW Cyclonus picks up Tailgate and flies off with him THAT"S SO CUTE

Oh my gosh, that graffiti in the background that says “Megatron will save us” :“’(

NO….RODIMUS IS ALL ALONE OH NO……..THIS IS THE NIGHTMARE SCENARIO NO!!!!!!!

"But sometimes you hardly know they’re here” OH MAN DID THEY TAKE AFTER RUNG

OH MY GOSH

IS THAT???? IS THAT!!!! IS DRIFT GIVING WHIRL RATCHET’S HANDS!??????

“RATTY”

BRAINSTORM’S REALLY GOT ANOTHER FRICKIN SPARK IN HIS BRIEFCASE IM LOSING MY MIND. Ohhhh Whirl helped make that for him! SO WAIT BRAINSTORM IS TECHNICALLY ALMOST DEAD TOO, JRO WTF COME ON

“Hearing that Megatron was able to open it when you couldn’t” WAIT WHAT, THAT”S NOT HOW ANY OF THAT WENT, WHAT UNIVERSE EXISTS WHERE RODDY COULDN”T OPEN IT!! THAT”S SO WRONG

THIS REALLY IS THE NIGHTMARE UNIVERSE, EVERYTHING BAD IS HAPPENING WHAT THE HELL

(Post-reading, I discussed with Saling and YEAH RODIMUS PROBABLY LIED TO HELP MEGATRON’S CASE)

WAILS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AFTER ALL THIS TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

RODIMUS LOOKS SO SURPRISED AND DELIGHTED…….

“Rodimus. Whatever happens next, whatever my fate, I deserve worse.” :(((((((

HECK THAT MAGNUS / MEGATRON INTERACTION…..MAGNUS LOOKS LIKE A KICKED PUPPY THIS IS MAKING ME SO SAD

What’s wrong with Rodimus’ aura????

WOULD SOMEONE PLEASE EXPLAIN WHAT”S GOING ON

IM TOO FREAKED OUT ABOUT REWIND TO PROPERLY THINK / PREDICT LIKE I ALWAYS DO

AWH!!!!!!!!! IM GONNA FRICKIN CRY!!!!!!!!! THAT HUG!!! FINALLY A SWEET CYCLONUS AND WHIRL HUG WHERE CYCLONUS ISN"T THREATENING TO KILL HIM

EXCELLENT FRICKIN BROTP CONTENT RIGHT THERE

IM STILL WORRIED ABOUT REWIND AND RUNG (AND RATCHET) THOUGH, JIMMOTHY ROBERTS DONT YOU DARE END THIS WITHOUT RESOLVING THAT

LIKE SERIOUSLY THOUGH!!! I LOVE YOU JRO BUT THAT”D BE SUCH A HORRIBLE WAY TO END REWIND’S LIFE (even if he’s not technically dead)

What did Rodimus promise Ratchet he’d look after, I wonder….

RUNG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I KNEW IT!!!! I KNEW SOME VERSION OF HIM WOULD COME BACK!!!!

I KNEW IT!!!!!!!!

“Give that back to Drift and say Thank you. Say it’s a lovely gesture, but I’m not broken, and I don’t need fixing” :’)

I love Whirl so much

DON"T KNOW IF WHAT WORKED

Did they…did they force themselves to forget about Rung??? About the fact that he was Primus???

ALL THE LUNARIANS LOOK LIKE RUNG, SOBS!!!!!!!!!!

Rodimus looks so much older, this is making me so sad THIS WASN”T SUPPOSED TO BE A DEPRESSING ENDING

WHAT CAPTAIN THUNDERCLASH

OH MY GOSH RODIMUS

“Without Love There Is No Meaning” aaHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

THE RODIMUS STAR…THAT WAS MEGATRON’S RODIMUS STAR….DID THEY FORCE THEMSELVES TO FORGET ABOUT MEGATRON??? WHAT HAPPENED

WOW THEY REALLY MADE ANOTHER QUANTUM DUPLICATE HUH

But that means they doom at least one version of themselves to a sad ending…

SIMPATICO

PERCY YOU FRICKIN GEEK you and Brainstorm deserve each other

I’M…..SO TORN…….

THEY REALLY DID GET AN ENDING WHERE THEY’RE HAPPY AND CONTINUE ON FOREVER, BUT ON THE OTHER HAND THEY GOT THE WORST UNIVERSE

I DON”T KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT THIS ENDING………

Oh my gosh WAIT….the bad timeline doesn’t know anything about Rung because Rung is with the good Lost Light…which means that the “canon” timeline IS the good Lost Light….WELL….I GUESS THAT MAKES THINGS A LITTLE BETTER (MAYBE??? IN RETROSPECT I ACTUALLY THINK BOTH VERSIONS FORGOT RUNG...HECK...)

I guess even in the “bad” ending we got some good stuff (like the Whirl & Tailgate / Cyclonus thing) but oof….Rewind’s the only one who remembers Rung…that really hurts…I am glad he and Chromedome are both somewhat ok though :(

“Over To You”

The comic ending with a preview of the first MTMTE issue feels so poetic

I FEEL LIKE. I”M STILL PROCESSING EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED. This comic’s been such a huge part of my life, I don’t know how to properly react

I guess the biggest thing I can say is “I can’t believe it’s over”

Post reading note: I had mixed feelings about the ending, but JRO shared this article “How To Say Goodbye and Mean It: The Last Message of IDW's Lost Light” by Cenate Pruitt and it helped settle some stuff for me. I think it’s definitely worth a read once you’re done with LL25.

#i talk #I'm reading Transformers #Primordial Robot Hell #Keep in mind: these notes were made 6 months ago in the aftermath of the comic #so certain opinions have changed since then #I still highly recommend the article at the bottom of the post though #I was very Emotional about certain things #transformers spoiler /#lost light spoiler /

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