#rodimus just kinda appeared

[elfelt-valentine]

They're so silly to me

[tinydefector]

Marine Centre 3- merformers AU

Warnings: talking about mating, loss of babies. Arguments

Word count: 2.1k

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Here's some information on how the Pods kinda work in this fic. If you want more details on the pods let me know.

Here are the Five Pods that reside at the Yawk-yawk Marine Rehabilitation centre. Mind you, there are other pods, but they don't reside at the centre but will make appearances in this fic later on.

Pod 1 - Autobots

Optimus

Ratchet

Bumblebee

Jazz

Prowl

Beachcomber

Ironhide

Pod 2 - Decepticons

Megatron

Starscream

Thundercracker

Skywarp

Soundwave

Shockwave

Pod 3 - Young Autobots (off branch Pod/ Young of other members)

Rodimus

Sunstreaker

Sideswipe

Bluestreak

Smokescreen

Mirage

Pod 4 - mixed members

Windblade

Drift

Pharma

Chromedome

Rewind

Whirl

Arcee

Pod 5 - Combaticons

Swindle

Vortex

Onslaught

Brawl

Blast Off

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Little thrills and chirps come from the cove as a tiny blur of yellow and black zips through the water, Chasing the human who walks along the shore line. The little pup eagerly calls out with little noises trying to catch their attention. A chorus of soft crooning rises among the mingled pods at the greeting of the tiny pup.

"Hello Babybee!" The human calls out softly to the baby mer. many of the other oceanides kept looking out over the pup, but they were already aware that the human wouldn't hurt the little one.

The little mer thrills delightedly while trying to drag himself onto the sand closer to them. "No, no, no baby you can't come onto the sand." They call while trying to usher the little yellow and black pup back into the water.

A pout forms on the little one's face, tiny fins flapping in dismay. But just as swiftly Dancer is there in an instant, gracefully scooping the youth back into the safety of the pool.

It's only the deep rumble of Big Blue which makes Bee turn around quickly and call out loudly to his Sire. But he doesn't move. "You haven't been annoying your papa while he's been healing have you?" They inquire only for more little thrills and chirps to leave the pup. Big blue emerges then from the depths, red and cobalt scales gleaming serenely as ever in the midday light.

Bee pouts but subsides against his sire's side, tiny purrs and trills of disappointed longing leave the pup as he clings to the larger mer.

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Windblade is first to respond to the little pup, drifting nearer with grace. "Bumblebee, there you are! You know better than to crawl on the sand" she Coos softly to the stripped pup.

Starscream scoffs, though his fins lay flat in disinterest. But ever-playful Skywarp spins gleeful loops around Windblade and pup. "Aww, lookit the little bitlet! You're getting so big, your colours are looking bright" he hums while gently looking over the pup.

"Now now, little one, you know the rules. The beach side is for walking friends, not us, can't have you getting yourself beached." She soothes, calming his upset with the practised ease of a carrier well versed in youthful disobedience. "Aww let him have his fun, Blades! We were all curious pups once."

It's only the deep rumble of Optimus which makes them all go quiet. Bumblebee turns around quickly and calls out loudly to his Sire. But he doesn't move from Windblade’s hold. Optimus slowly takes his pup from her hold cradling the little one close.

"Bumblebee," he rumbles gently, "you know the rules, little one. No going on the sand, you are too young." Gently yet firmly he lifts the pup into loving arms, cerulean eyes glowing with warmth at his little one.

Bumblebee pouts but subsides against his sire's powerful arms, still emitting little Trills of disappointed longing. Optimus meets the caretaker's eyes, they both watch each other for a moment as he continues to cradle his pup.

A mournful stillness falls over the mingled pods as they watch Optimus with Bumblebee.

"last season was a difficult one. But I'm glad to see your little one out and about" Her field pulses faint sadness, she had lost her own too early, taking quickly to Bumblebee as many of the pod did.

“As am I, I'm forever grateful for all the humans have done for Bee, I doubt he would have survived without their help” he rumbles softly. Windblade continues to wiggle her claws at the little one who giggles and grabs them.

"We can't keep losing generation after generation like this. Something's thinning the gene pool and we're not breeding fast enough to replace what's lost." Ironhide calls out while swimming closer. “Hey pup” he hums, giving the little one a head rub.

Starscream hisses uneasily. "There are fewer pods venturing near each cycle. It's those land crawlers doing, mark my words they are the reason for it!” He huffs out.

"I'm aware of the drop in our numbers but as it is, the only help we have received with our young is from the humans, had I not taken Bee to them when I did we would have no surviving pups." His words give them pause. they all knew Optimus was right, Bumblebee was very sick and without the marine centre's help he would have perished.

Optimus to turn to Starscream. “How is Megatron?, I haven't seen him since out fight”

"Megatron's wounds mend, though slowly." Starscream's fins flick in agitation. "The stress is getting to him, he wonders why Primus forbids him his own spawn. But spared yours”

Skywarp chitters nervously. "It's never been this bad before, not for long cycles. Even Megatron knows something bigger's going on, making it hard for the little ones to survive.”

"Maybe the softskins are right and it's more than just bad luck or genes. Something's changing in the deep, and we're on the losing side regardless of the cause." Ironhide shoots back

But Windblade flashes her finned guardians a quelling look. " What matters now is caring for Bumblebee and hope that we are granted a change with the next season."

Windblade continues stroking the youth gently. "Bumblebee would not be here if not for the humans' care. It seems...our song may rely on theirs, if it is to have any hope of continuing in the seas."

Her words are met with uneasy hesitation never before have the Oceanides relied upon outsiders, but Optimus had. Drift speaks up as he Drift's beside Rodimus "Our numbers fall while theirs climb ever higher. If we do not accept assistance, soon there may be no pods left at all."

Starscream hisses uneasily. "Dolphins grow ever more bold and numerous, harassing us when we feed where once they gave a wide berth. The orcas too have tasted our energon and now we have to be wary of them."

Ratchet croons in concern. "The humpback and grey kin have fallen silent, their great pods have moved on. No allies remain in which we can seek refuge when predator numbers swell, our best option is to stay here till they return to these waters."

"The great sharks now prowl only the farthest blue edges, driven from their feeding grounds by the loud noise and flashing lights of human undersea vessels. We have no kin but our own, our safety is the shorelines unless we are in number but with a youngling we can not take to deep waters yet."

Bumblebee chirps again, wiggling in his sires' hold until he escapes, disappearing from Optimus' side and swimming back to the human on the sandy shore again. It earns a laugh from the human as they scoot forward a little. Gently brushing the little frills of his head. It makes Optimus' spark ache.

Starscream vents quietly. "Few among us have known the happiness of sparking and rearing young. I doubt the other pods are having the same issues as us, perhaps we need new mingling when they come to the sands again"

“ It could be an option, considering our five Pods seem to not be having the best of luck” Sunstreaker mutters softly.

“ I'd like to see Chromia again, Hopefully Elita’s pod returns ” Windblade murmurs to herself, she could only hope that Chromia had better luck with a pup. But she did miss her bonded.

“You know the landers don't seem to have much issues with offspring, maybe they'd be willing to help us out” Rodimus blurts out, he wasn't exactly paying full attention to what was being said.

Windblade's fins flare in startled protest. Turning towards the bright orange and Red Oceanide. "Mating with outsiders goes against the sacred bonds of pod and kin!"

"Mating season nears and our numbers dwindle," Rodimus insists. "I'm not saying we have to do anything, it was just a thought!." He huffs out but lounges back against the rocks, his eyes watching the human now playing with Bumblebee in the shallows. But it does make many of the others stop to think. Humans seemed to have much better luck with their young than the Pod. But even that there was no promise of young or if a coupling of that sort would be viable.

Skywarp speaks up next. "If it means pups, what does it matter who their carrier is?"

Ironhide rumbles grim concerns. "Involving outsiders in matters of our Pods could alter both species in ways none foresee."

The younger mers pulse with surging field and logic as Rodimus presses his point. Bluestreak begins voicing his opinion. "Look how the caretaker cares for Bumblebee. Is that so different from how one would care for our young? And see how the little one beams at their touch, as content as any podling among kin!"

"He's got a point - the softskins aren't so strange. And if it brings pups, what's to lose?" Vortex states while watching the other pods continue to argue over the subject.

"Frag the fleshies, if it means more bitlets! Who cares? if it saves our pods I'd say it's worth it” Onslaught remarks only for other mers to hiss at his crash words.

But steely Jazz croons, despite his love for their little caretaker and the other human's of the centre he didn't trust that other humans wouldn't use it to their advantage. "Breedin' another species ain't no simple thing, mech. what's to stop the softskins wantin' somethin' back we ain't willin' to give?"

“We mate freely when the tide flows, so why not them? On land or sea,” Swindle shrugs, it was true, some mers had multiple mades others single, but due to the times they had taken to mating with multiple in hopes for young.

Rodimus refuses to relent under Elders stinging reprimand. "Do you think I propose this out of boredom or mere lust?" he retorts hotly. "Since my own youth, our numbers have halved - and how many more fading cycles must pass before no pups remain at all?, this season we have one surviving, one Pup between Five pods"

"The landers recognize as we do that something ails us. If natural means no longer can restore our numbers, then must we not embrace other paths, however unorthodox, hey im all for if we find another way, but what happens when next season we have no pups"

Rodimus spins to pin each dissenting elder with a fiery piercing glare. "Or would you have us fade to nothing instead, condemning future generations to exist only in memory?" His impassioned defence strikes silence from many.

Optimus' gaze turns to watches with quiet intensity as the human and pup interact, observing how they handle the bitlet with such care.

Long has he guided his pod, but he too knew something was amiss. The broods he once bore long since ventured into the deeps few remained. Yet...if agreement could be found, built, why not try. “If by this season we have no young It will be something the human will know. They are intelligent. If they are willing to assist, we will gladly take their offer” Optimus rumbles, it's the end of discussion as he slowly moves away from the others towards his bitlet.

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"Yes, yes hello sweet baby, you know I'll get in trouble if I'm around you too much, vets said you need to be around your pod, can't have you getting too attached to me" they hum mainly to themself knowing full well the little pup didn't understand.

Bumblebee thrills piteously, tiny claws outstretched and straining toward them, flexing futilely. "No test today baby, you look so healthy now!" They chimed but sigh as the little one drags themself into their lap. Slowly scooting down the sand they sit in the water so Bee doesn't dry out too much. Their eyes watch the larger Oceanides talk amongst themselves. It almost sounds like a melody with the sweet sounds they made.

“Are the adults boring you baby?” They tease softly only for the little yellow and black pup to snuggle Into their side purring contently. “Gonna get me in big trouble with Quin Beebee.

It's a long while before the older mers finish what seemed like an intense conversation.

Gracefully Big blue nudges nearer, slowly beaching himself close to them, trying his best not to startle either of them. gently but firmly he lifts the pup away, cerulean eye meeting their own with gratitude beyond words. They smile and laugh softly as it earns a grumble from the little one who didn't want to be disturbed.

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[in1-nutshell]

Fearless has one fear...

SFW, Platonic, Mention of injury, slightly detailed, Mention of blood, WARNING! Pediophobia, ANGST, Human reader

MTMTE

“Why is Jenna heading to the bathroom now?!”

“She knows his in there, right?”

“Shhh!”

“Don’t shh me! I have a point!”

Thanks to careful planning, and many favors pulled, the bar was hosting Halloween Movie nights until the holiday came. Of course, this caught the attention of plenty of bots on the ship. Now whether they were actually interested in the holiday or just looking for an excuse to get snacks, they didn’t care. It was nice to have company.

Fearless and Swerve supplied the watch party with plenty of the old timey classics, even slipping in older movies with the fakest looking blood and weapons ever. Those movies somehow managed to scare some of the more ‘jaded’ bots.

Tonight, it was a small group of bots who joined in, even Megatron had made an appearance. Fearless had to pull the ‘puppy dog eyes’ for a full minute to get Megatron to finally join.

They were sitting in the center of his servos, eating a bucket filled with popcorn and a fuzzy blanket wrapped around their shoulders. A gift from Rodimus after their last planetary trip to Earth.

“Is any of this scaring you?”

Fearless looked up at their father figures red optics. They lessen their grip on the blanket. The human had felt him flinch a bit at some of the cheap jump scares a couple of minutes ago. How knew the Ex-warlord hated fake guts that were clearly made of spaghetti.

“Psh, it takes a bit more than a low budget serial killer movie to scare me, Meg’s.”

The helpless woman on screen screamed as she tripped over nothing.

Several bots groaned at this. Some of frustration and others of anxiousness.

“You think her balance is off? Maybe that’s why she keeps falling.” First Aid mused as his vizor was glued to the screen.

Swerve laughed.

“Nah. That’s usually how a lot of humans in these films are.”

Tailgate poked his helm from Cyclonus hug. The larger purple mech had the minibot in his lap with his arms secured around him as he trembled.

“Do all human’s do this when they’re afraid?”

Fearless looked over at the shaking minibot. He wasn’t used to scary movies yet like the others.

“Yeah, some humans do kinda act on instinct when they are really scared. Logic goes out the window when we get into some scary situations. We’re more concern on staying alive and getting the Pits away from the danger.”

Fearless saw Whirl winking at them, at least an attempt with his only optic. He was sitting next to Cyclonus and Tailgate, his claw buried in a bucket of energon goodies as were most of the other bots in the room.

“Not all humans apparently, since you’ve been on this ship, not ONCE have we seen you pull that.” Whirl gestured the woman once again tripping over thin air.

Fearless just smirked in response.

“I like to think that some of my braincells stick with me Whirl.”

Rewind looked over at the seemingly relaxed human in the Ex-warlord’s servos. He was seated next to Chromedome on a nearby table nursing a small cube of engex.

“Aren’t you afraid of anything? Surely there’s something?”

Fearless huffed in response, readjusting themselves in Megatron’s servo.

“Of course I get scared Rewind, its only natural.”

“I do not recall seeing you being that afraid since you have been on this ship.” Cyclonus said as he readjusted his hold on Tailgate, making a motion to the movie.

Fearless looked over at the minibot still quite anxious for the movie to be over. They felt a pang of guilt for dragging him and Cyclonus to the watch party. Tailgate deserved better…

… maybe telling wouldn’t be too bad…

“Dolls. Hate—”

Brainstorm screeching cut them off. The scientist jumped up, knocking his bucket on an unsuspecting Pipes and Riptide who were sitting nearby.

“OH, SWEET PRIMUS! HE FOUND HER! RUN JENNA! RUN LIKE YOUR LIFE DEPENDS ON IT!”

Suddenly everyone’s focus was back on the screen, yelling and trying to warn the woman to run for her life.

Fearless let out a sigh of relief.

There was no way anyone was going to remember that.

They looked up at Megatron who was watching the screen like everyone else. His digits slightly curled seeing the human in distress. Fearless just patted his digits a bit before going back to watching the movie.

Halloween came sooner than they expected. Fearless was finishing their rounds while thinking about what the memo Swerve had sent them.

The bar was going to be having a small celebration for Halloween after hours. It would have been the bar’s theme, but Magnus deemed some of the décor to be a ‘safety hazard’ and wanted to review all the movies beforehand. There wouldn’t be anything he could do after hours after Rodimus gave him a seal of approval.

All they had to do was wait another 2 hours before the party would start.

“Hey Fearless!”

A group of drunk mechs stood in front of them.

“Yes? You need something?”

Some of the bots giggled drunkenly while their ‘leader’ shushed them.

“Th-there’s a special package for you in here.”

The bot pointed to the ‘small’ broom closet.

They raised an eyebrow at them.

“This isn’t some sort of prank, right?”

The mech’s giggled.

“Nope!” Popping the ‘p’.

Fearless sighed tiredly. They really wanted to head to the bar, but by the looks of these mech’s they weren’t going to let them through without looking in that closet.

“Fine.”

They would regret going in.

As soon as they were inside, the mech’s had closed and locked the door.

“Lets see how fearless you really are!”

Fearless yelled and banged on the door to let them out. All they could hear was laughing and retreating pedesteps.

Great.

All they had to do was try and reach the number pad a few feet above them, or radio Meg’s if things got a bit too frustrated. They were going to need to talk to Rodimus or Magnus about installing more human friendly—

CCCRRRREEEEEAAAAKKKKKK!

“Hello Friend!”

They froze in place.

Someone was in there with them.

Fearless silently cursed themselves for leaving their blaster with Brainstorm for repairs. They took out their phone flashlight and tried to look for the thing.

“You’re my best friend!”

The voice cracked a bit at the end. It sent a shiver down Fearless spine.

Creepy.

Another creak sounded just as they shown their light on them.

They dropped the phone.

Their heart suddenly started pounding hard, their breathing was harsh and shallow, a scream was lodged in their throat and their hands started trembling.

But the worse part was that they felt like they couldn’t move.

Illuminated by the little light in the room stood several life-sized porcelain dolls with their arms reached out.

“Let’s be friends forever!”

Fearless turned to the locked door and started pounding on it like their life depended on it.

“SOMEONE GET ME OUT! SOMEONE HELP! WHIRL! RODIMUS! MEGATRON! DAD! DAD HELP!”

The shadows only seemed to loom over them. It looked like they were moving closer.

Panicking, the human started beating and clawing at the door for any way of escape as tears started falling.

“PLEASE! SOMEONE HELP! ANYONE! HELP! PLEASE!”

There was a sudden and violent lurch from the ship, sending Fearless to the ground and the dolls flying straight at them.

Fearless screamed bloody murder as they came crashing down, the porcelain cutting into their face as they continued to scream and claw their bloodied hands at the door. They heard several cracks, but they didn’t care. They just needed to get out.

“MEGATRON! DAD! DAD HELP ME! DAD!”

They could only see the broken faces and limbs start crawling and grabbing their body.

They were going to die here.

“DAD!”

The door was suddenly opened and Fearless took off running.

They didn’t see the bots around the room, they didn’t seem to care that they nearly got stepped on and ran over.

The human yelped as they were suddenly scooped up.

Everything was too bright, too blurry, too fast.

They could hear voices but couldn’t make out who was who.

Something poked their side and they let out a sharp scream, curling up into a fetal position, cramming their bloodied (and probably broken) hands in their head.

Their head felt light and heavy. Everything was hurting and felt as if it were on fire. They were wet, though if by the blood or tears they didn’t know, maybe both.

The human felt a gentle breeze pass through before falling  into the darkness that had been edging their vision.

…

Fearless woke up and first noticed the familiar smell of the med bay. They slowly opened their eyes as everything started coming into focus. They were in fact in the medbay. Looking down, or as down as they could, laid their bandaged body. Most of their arms and hands were wrapped up. Their right leg had a cast, and they now noticed that part of their head was wrapped up too.

They turned to one side and saw someone staring at them.

“Fearless?”

“D-da- dad?”

Megatron’s spark broke as Fearless started to cry out in relief.

He gently strokes the side of their head that wasn’t bandaged.

“Shhh… I’m here… I’m here…”

Fearless continued to sob into Megatron’s digits, wincing a bit as they managed to try and cling to him.

He was here. Here with them.

“I… I…”

The words died before they could come out. How were they going to explain this? Who knows how many bots had heard or even seen them. The sounds of incoming pedesteps made them look up to see Ratchet. The older bot gave them a warm smile. It was one of those smiles that made you feel like everything was going to be okay.

“Here.”

The doctor passed Megatron some water for them to drink. Fearless’s throat never felt so dry until the liquid started trickling down their throat.

“Your vocal cords are raw right now. Best not to talk until they heal a bit more.”

They opened their mouth to speak put Ratchet held out his servo and gave them a bit of a stern look. Megatron mirrored it.

“You can get back to talking when they are better Fearless. There is no rush right now.”

Fearless squinted their eyes at Megatron before huffing out a puff of air as they slowly slumped back into the bed.

“The events that happened… we saw the footage from the security cameras and a bit of an investigation on what was inside the room.”

The bots could see the injured human tense up at hearing about the room.

Megatron cleared his throat.

“All of the… remnants in the room have been cleaned and incinerated. The bots have been taken into the brig and are now being talked to by Ultra Magnus, but I think it is safe to say that they will not be going anywhere near you anymore.”

The human slightly relaxed after hearing that. They leaned a bit on his digits sighing.

They didn’t need to know the beating they took when Whirl and some of the other crew found out.

The three of them jumped hearing a loud BANG!

“I know their awake First Aid! Let me in!”

“Ratchet is checking up on them Whirl, just be patient—”

“Do you know who you’re talking to right? I will not—HEY! Hornhead put me down!”

Megatron heard a strain chuckle come from Fearless as they tried to crane their head to the door.

Ratchet sighed tiredly.

“You have some visitors. I’ll get them updated on your condition before they plow through my staff.”

Megatron and Fearless tense a bit as Ratchet walked to the door grabbing several wrenches in his servos. The unmistakable ‘CLUNK!’ and ‘OW!’ sounds were heard.

The Ex-warlord looked down and smiled softly at his child.

There was no need to tell them how his spark stopped when he saw them tumbling out of the room after Tailgate had ripped the door off its hinged.

There was no need to tell how he shouted at everyone to stop moving so they couldn’t get trampled.

There was no need to tell how fast he retracted his servo from them when they screamed and went limp in Ratchet’s servos.

There was no need to tell them how he barreled down the hall when he heard their blood curling screams.

There was no need.

Not, now at least.

Whirl, disappearing the moment he finds out who put his Amica in the medbay.

[doomface]

Sharing my silly TF One AU idea from twitter on here + some additions (tf one spoilers-ish below the cut)

[ALT text: A screenshot of a twitter thread by @ d00mface on September 27th with the following content:

"tfone spoilers ?

au idea where after everything optimus finds out that sentinel had a mentee he had secretly taken under his wing and was preparing to have him take over on any duties he didn't want to perform or w/e and that mentee… is hot rod/rodimus"

"hot rod starts out kinda cocky but charismatic and probably really admired sentinel since that was the only bot he was close to (maybe even starts with a blue and yellow color scheme?) but after optimus adopts him as his mentee he gradually becomes less of a dick"

"eventually he swaps out his blue paint for red to honor optimus instead of sentinel after learning what a dick his former mentor was and even if ppl are distrustful of him at first given his sentinel connection he proves he's a good boy with good intentions, op raises him right"

"anyway im just a sucker for the trope of good guy adopting the enemy's kid and raises them to be good 😭" End ALT text.]

my addition here is that since i made these posts i realized that "hotrod" appears in the iacon 5000 BUT HEAR ME OUT here's how it can still work... hotrod is just this kid's nickname or smth he uses to enter the race without sentinel knowing it's him sneaking out or smth

what if the original name sentinel gives him is something different? like say... Rodion? It's a city name in IDW but I always felt like it could always suit well as an 'Orion' equivalent for Rodimus.

Anyway i'm rambling and this au is very silly but does anyone see the vision with the next prime (Rodimus) having almost the exact opposite origin as the previous (Optimus)?? Having to learn to be humble and also getting a chance for some good influences in his life??

[transingsomeformers]

something thats been eating at my mind to write/draw but if my boy hotrod/rodimus guest appeared in rescue bots this is whats been swimming around in my brain a while rambles down below

he wouldnt be like the main main focus hed be a guest star ofc

a new bot shows up on the island in vehicle form at first, but thats not really subtle cause hes a racecar and everybody is like "whats a racecar doing by this lake?" one that nobody super recognizes at first glance except fr salvage and blurr.

and blurr starts getting ecstatic when the bot transforms and its hot rod! (studio applause) and while blurr is going a lil nuts with excitement salvage fills them in that hes an old racer from velocitron and blurr is all like

"dude, hes not just 'an old racer' hes one of the greatest racers velocitron has ever seen!!!" and he starts infodumping abt him and in the back of his mind heatwave is like "greaaat another bot who doesnt think before he acts we gotta deal with" so they all go and approach him to find out what hes doing there

and blurr is really excited cause he thinks hot rod is so freaking cool and they can race and he can show hot rod his moves but hes not there on any kind of autobot business or even for racing much to everyones surprise.

hes only there to go fishing.

hes on vacation and been really excited for his fishing trip that hes been planning especially on a bot friendly island and by god hes looking to catch himself a real prize to brag about to the boys back home.

chief burns perks up at this, and its about time for the burn's annual fishing trip so they kinda end up combining the two trips. hot rods down for any good spots, and the others (mainly heatwave) wanna keep an eye on him

so the next day they all get ready and they go on the burn's trip first and are out to sea.

Salvage wants to try out something hes been working on around their spot and he stays on shore

Blurr is disappointed that hotrod isnt there to race but hes not passing up an opportunity to hang out with hot rod so he offers to go out with them on the water even tho he couldnt care less about fish. and maybe he can talk him into a small match later. Salvage kinda warns him not to get his hopes up, and that maybe he should take time to talk about other things with him. (blurr kind of blows him off tho which ruuuuuude!!! be nice!!!)

They get out on the water and everyone else is rlly casual and hit it off with hotrod p well. the burns family exchange stories with him, he talks about the states hes visited with some friends of his on earth. and ofc the conversation circles back around to the different fish hes caught chase questions if he has the proper liscenses for that. to which hotrod pulls up copies of some fr the different states he been in (all of them have the last name witwicky on them ;) ) all in all everyone is having a good time

everyone but blurr. he was hoping that maybe he could get some tips on racing, or anything to do with racing at all while theyre out there but hot rod's just really passionate about this trout he caught out in oregon and its driving him nuts. he ends up moping about it and just goes back to shore with blades cause he forgot his little hat and its just not the same without it.

They get back to the shore and salvage asks how its going and blades is like "Oh its great! turns out he speaks a bit of pirate too!" and stuff and blurr is sarchastically like "yeah its greaaaat" and they both kinda give him a look.

salvage is like "i take it hes not quite what you thought hed be like huh" and blurr is just "HE ONLY CARES ABOUT FISH. im never gonna be friends with him at this rate, hotrod is nothing like i thought he would be. im just gonna go back to hq"

and blades nd salvage just kind of look at each other and blades blades laughs a lil bit and blurrs a little peeved hes laughing but then they all get to talking a bit cause this reminds blades of when he was first getting to know bumblebee after their first meeting and he tells blurr a bit about it cause it was a bit awkward fr a while

blades had some ideas fr how exactly it was gonna be with bee and bee while he was enjoying hanging out just kinda asked him

"Do you want to be friends with me, or just the idea of me?"

and it made him stop and reevaluate things a little. ultimatley fr the better cause that kinda helped blades to take bee off the pedestal he had him on and just start really connecting with him just as he was.

and blades asks blurr if he was actually looking to be friends with hotrod or just the idea of how theyd be in his head and blurr kinda sits on that fr a bit without really saying anything

and salvage talks abt the time he and blurr first met a long lonnnng time ago and that the first impressions they had of each other weren't the best admittently and that salvage thought he really didnt have much in common with blurr but one day after they got to talking and racing came up in the convo and salvage saw a lot of the passion he had about it and it reminded him about a lot of his own passion for creating/inventing, he tells him that maybe you just need to give it some time and ask him about his other interests as well. really engage with him on it.

blades finally remembers he was there to grab his hat so he does and hes about to head back to the boat and blurrs like "wait, let me come back with you" and he gives it another chance

and it ends up working out. he asks him some more about his previous travels and they all start fishing again and the competitiveness rlly comes out in hotrod cause hes determined to catch the most and the biggest fish out of everyone on the trip now and blurrs trying to beat him and shenannigeans and hijinks ensue but they end up really connecting after that.

soon they get back to shore and everyone goes back to hq and theyre having fun and chatting late into the night hot rod decides he wants to take a quick ride around the island and he gets the ok and he asks blurr if he wants to join him!!!

blurrs really excited cause this is what he orignally wanted and was waiting for...but...

he turns him down, theyre hanging out again tommorrow anyway gotta make sure hes ready and all that and htos rods like "cant argue with that see ya tommorrow" and heads out

blurr goes down to where salvage is and just kinda watches as hes working on his projects and blurrs like "so uh... that thing you were workin on today... I didnt get the chance to see it in action..." and salvage glances over at him fr a second and then he smiles and they get to really chatting and talking abt it

and the first moral of this story is don't put people on a pedestal, take time to get to know them for who they are

but the second and most important moral is that there should be rodimus fishing memes

thats all i got rn

and reading this back this feels more like a bad my little pony plotline but yknow what that is ok.

friendship IS magic and the fish ARE biting

[brandwhorestarscream]

Reincarnation au

doing this ask having only Tfa Rod as Rodimus' sparkling (give the mech a rest)

The official welcome party for baby Rod was the least noisy one thrown by Swerve, but it was also the only one where everyone obeyed Ultra Magnus almost religiously.

Ultra Magnus was also one of the first to meet the new crew member, having gone to meet him as Minimus because "it's safer"

On Megatron's turn, tfa Rod faced him and began to stretch as if he wanted to appear larger, to everyone's amusement (and increasing the bets that Megatron was the sire)

This is so sweet 🥺 Swerve's a great party planner and somehow manages to decorate the entire bar with cute pastels so well that it's damn near unrecognizable. Every drink st the party is a virgin, and music is gentle for little ears 💖 even Whirl was on his best behavior--even psychocopter doesn't wanna hurt the frail innocent newspark

Minimus comes to visit Rodimus after bitty has been discharged, wanting to get their registration paperwork and official ids set up, totally not because he wants to see the cute baby, no no, not at all 🤭 he'd never admit it and he'd probably never try for sny of his own, but methinks the Magnus secretly has a soft spot for little sparklings

And Megatron? To literally everyone's surprise he's actually an old pro when it comes to babies. Whether it's because he's had some of his own (he's lived awhile, after all), or because growing up in the slums of Cybertron meant no contraception -> someone always has a baby in the vicinity, he's very experienced with newsparks. Baby Roddy stretches out and he just kinda gives this fond smirk, reaching down to crook his littlest finger under bitty's chin. Sparkling reacts with the biggest, silliest smile and starts giggling, kicking his little legs. The Megarod allegations are definitely ramping up in intensity after this 🤭

[dimorphodon-x]

Seeker Speak?

Chirp!

Rodimus shifted, turning his head to nuzzle further into Thunderclash’s side.

Chirp! Chirp!

Croooooo…

The red and yellow speedster frowned. What was that?

Chirrrp!

Cooo… crooooo.

Alright, what was that? Rodimus cracked one eye open and peered into the darkness surrounding his sleeping trine. The chirps and coos were very clear, as if right next to him. He lifted his head enough to look over at the sleeping jet on the other side of Thunder’s chest. He appeared to be sound asleep, an arm curled around a precious little bundle.

Chirrr-eep!

Rodimus spotted a pair of tiny hands reach up from the blanket Hawk was using as both a pillow and nest and grab his pointed nose. Another small chirp sounded from the little sparkling in his arm.

Coo…

Starhawk’s stabilizers fluttered and his lips twitched. He sleepily nudged his nose against Gracequake’s little hands as he purred out a few coos and trills, the sounds deep enough to be felt lightly rumbling across Thunderclash’s plating and into Rodimus’ own.

Ah, so the sounds were coming from those two. Interesting.

:Is Gracequake making those chirps?: Rodimus almost jumped when he received a private comm from Thunderclash. He looked up at the large bot’s golden face, seeing a sliver of red under hooded eyelids.

:Yeah, looks like she is.:

:Interesting…: Thunder’s chest slowly rose and fell with a sigh :I’m almost certain that’s seeker speak. Some form of it anyway, doesn’t sound Vosian.:

:Yeah?: Rodimus watched as Grace pawed at Starhawk’s silver face, chirping and trilling some more. His spark fluttered fondly as he noted the small smile on the resting flier’s face.

:Well, Gracequake is a grounder, not a flier.:

Ahh, that was kinda strange. Though come to think of it, Novabird didn’t chirp like a seeker when he was a bitty, and he was the only one of their three kids who could fly. Perhaps Gracequake just so happened to have inherited that special something? Who knows, it probably didn’t matter either. It was cute to listen and watch as she blindly explored the face of one of her parents with her soft little hands.

It looked like it was making Starhawk happy too, which was nice. These days his temper was quick to flare at even minor inconveniences. Despite all the movie nights, salty and sour energon candies, fancy polishes, slow dances in the privacy of their shared quarters, and even a couple of shiny objects as appeasement gifts, it was often difficult for Rodimus and Thunderclash to keep him content.

:But we’re not as tiny and adorable as Gracequake is,: Thunderclash reasoned. Rodimus gave the larger mech’s side a harsh yet playful prod.

:Whaaaat? I’m plenty cute!:

Thunders couldn’t help the chuckle that rattled his chest. Starhawk’s stabilizers waggled as he lifted his head to face the other two, one eye stubbornly sealed shut with sleep, “what’re you talkin’ ‘bout?”

“Nothing much,” Rodimus shrugged a shoulder before reaching an arm across Thunderclash’s chest, holding a finger out for Gracequake to grab onto. She had a pretty solid grip for something so small and delicate, “just how cute little Gracie is.”

Hawk’s stabilizers again waggled as he purred an agreement. He struggled to keep his eye open as he watched Rodimus wiggle his captured finger, getting the little sparkling to giggle and tighten her grip.

Starhawk let out a half-sparked huff when Thunderclash pushed his crest down over his eyes, silently telling him it was time to sleep. The jet didn’t have the energy to object as he shifted to get more comfortable and was softly snoring within seconds.

[mychlapci]

A marine research facility with a section that's open to the public was not prepared for how horny the mermaids would be. Dear Primus are they horny

Mer dratchrod are constantly banging in front of visitors in every which way... possibly as a territorial display, says one befuddled researcher. Like, they aren't being kept in the visitor's section, they can swim to the private pools, and yet, they choose not to

-v3nth

ahahaha well that's definitely not the kind of display the facility was trying to put on. First time someone calls for staff, worried the mers are hurting each other the poor researcher has to explain that they appear to be displaying mating behaviour without actually attempting to fertilize each other- and they know they're not trying to actually have babies because the transfluid immediately leaks out, dissolving in the water, so clearly they're just doing this for fun. It's their most clinical way of explaining that "these mermaids are having wild animal sex and we can't get them to stop"

I think it's a bit of a spite thing, as well a territorial display. I mean, how would you feel if someone installed a room into your house where people came to gawk at you? And perhaps it's a bit of a kink thing, too. Rodimus doesn't exactly hate the attention, and when he and Drift start regularly going at it in front of visitors he finds that he really enjoys looking over and seeing their voyeurs whispering to themselves. The thought of the two of them being some kinda lewd spectacle just makes the overloads that much more intense.

Ratchet probably thinks it's stupid and doesn't get involved at first, shying away from prying optics in said private pools, some visitors might even be confused as to why the datapads list three merformers in the tank when they've only seen two. But seeing how much fun his mates are having, Ratchet ends up caving and coming along, putting on a great show when his valve is fucked right into the glass of the display, tail thudding against the window while visitors flinch away with each rough thrust... Mermaid sex is probably a little jarring to cybertronians, seeing Drift grab Ratchet and ram his tail into him looks more like a struggle than the throes of passion, honestly... or whenever Rodimus manages to lure his mates into the tank and they both circle around him like they're planning something, getting closer and closer and pushier and pushier and it looks like Rodimus is trying to escape, when he's suddenly grabbed and fucked well with his head pushed into the sand padding the floor of the tank. The staff keeps asking them to please stop making it look like they're forcing themselves on poor Rodimus, every single time they get a bunch of visitors sending in complaints and it's become tedious to explain that their merformers are just playing a game and no one is actually in distress. (They keep doing it)

[ihatebrainstorm]

Ok I got a bunch of work I need to finish but also just need to spitball some long winded Half Life/Portal universe Transformer crossover thoughts:

(Will contain Half Life 1 & 2, Portal 1 & 2, Aperture Desk Job, and ofc TF IDW spoilers btw)

Perceptor fitting as more of a Gordon Freeman role in Half Life's Black Mesa Institute bc he matches the more gritty atmosphere and serious tone of the Half Life games + Both Gordon and Perceptor taking on similar "scientists by trade, but still a competent as hell fighter when the situation calls for it" roles... Their appearances even kinda give similar vibes? But that could just be me

Brainstorm's fascination with the Dead Universe in IDW working well with Black Mesa's dubious research into Xen and all the alien life there- I can see him being incredibly interested in headcrab parasites? But he also sorta matches more with the eccentric type of experiments ran by Aperture Science.. Turrets and portal gun technology seem right up his alley,, (Also not to mention the mantis society human DNA stuff has weird Brainstorm type experimentation written all over it)

Percy working at Black Mesa while BS is in Aperture bc they're rival companies etc. etc. u get the gist hopefully

I need to look at Portal's lore again bc it's been a long while and I don't remember what his story was, but whenever I look at that one photo of Doug Rattman, he reminds me of BS sdkfs

Shockwave and Glados. I know technically Glados and Caroline are separate, but the parallels behind Caroline/Glados and Shockwave's backstories are still there ksdkfsd- What if Glados and Shockwave swapped places actually, and Shockwave were to run Aperture..... hm

Domestication and their parallels to the procedure done by the Combine to create stalkers.....

Whirl having a pet headcrab? Like Lamaar? Maybe?? Similar to his scraplets I dunno

Brainstorm would have so much fun with potato Glados and all the personality cores I think

Rodimus meeting and yelling at the G-man because I think it'd be funny

Brainstorm jokingly speculating that the G-man's briefcase is a plagiarized version of his time-case bc of how he's always carrying it around, able to blip in and out of random portals, as well as control time-

[deepfriedhopesanddreams]

I did make some transformers animated aus that I might focus on in the future, some not so much and definitely won't even touch

It's nothing much, though some are pretty dark, a lot of it involves Bumblebee

So here are some of the Aus I made:

1. Tfa X Hollow Knight au

To anyone who's familiar with this game, it's nothing much

2. Held au

An au where it took place in that season 4 point where Bumblebee becomes a prime. But he got his head popped off, coincidentally Rodimus Prime lost his body (I don't know how) and they popped that bad boy (or should I say good boy?) onto BP's body and it worked and it didn't. They both struggle to co-operate.

3. Gestalt au

Same with the Held au, only Bumblebee lost his limbs, his head, and his teammates (well it's composed of bots with the 65356-9292-346 body-type). Medics popped in what's left of the team and hope Bumblebee doesn't die, and he didn't and he's suffering. His teammates become his intrusive thoughts.

4. Hollow Angel au

If you ever watch or read houseki no kuni. That's probably it... And you probably know who's Phos in this...

5. Träumen au (Signalis au)

Dear God! If you ever play or learn about this game, things are crazy in this. And Bee is Ariane... But for some reason Ironhide is Elster? I'm not sure why...

6. Tfa X Signalis X Infinity Train au

Huh?! When did I ever make this?!

7. Owl house au

Okay... Why did it finally shift to something normal? But anyone familiar, it's obvious

8. Restaurant from another world au

Aw now it's really wholesome☺️

9. High Demand au

It's just Bumblebee as Steven universe pearls the au, this au is scrapped

But there is an au that branched out from this au⬇️

10. Psychopomp/ Todesbringer au

It's basically Madoka Magica. Bee is specifically made to hunt down these "Kaputte" or broken ones from this au, though still very different from each other. Being trapped on earth, he goes kinda crazy for not hunting them down, but now they suddenly appear on earth mysteriously...

11. Dungeons and dragons au

Hell yeah!!!!!

12. Best Friend au

Inspired by kinito pet, yes, it is Bumblebee

Whelp that's all I got!

[sinspark4]

Roddy's Ghost Adventures

The Rake: This is the first video Rewind stumbled across after finding something called "The Dark Web" when searching for media for his crew mates. The video is distorted, corrupted, everything inside it is hard to make out or understand. All Rewind can gather from the feed is the panicked screaming of a human and glowing, yellow eyes. He does his best to clean up some of the feed but there are strange viruses lurking in the coding Rewind doesn't want to get anywhere near. He thinks he sees a forest, a house in the background, and a sign reading "Warren Park Trail, Montana." Then the video just ends. Abruptly. He took a moment to contemplate the recording before reading the caption.

Locals spoke of a creature known as "The Rake," a nightmarish being with sunken eyes, elongated limbs, and razor-sharp claws.

Legend had it that "The Rake" was once human, transformed by dark experiments or supernatural forces. Its first recorded appearance was in the late 1800s when it stared hauntingly at a family before vanishing into the night.

As years passed, more encounters were reported, each describing the creature's ability to appear and disappear, leaving behind an aura of dread. Witnesses spoke of its featureless face and guttural noises, claiming that even a brief encounter could plunge a person into madness.

Rewind snickered. This was ridiculous. They'd been on and off earth enough times they would have known if there were any humanoids outside of humanity by now. Some sparkling humans must have just gotten bored.

He ignores the twinge of discomfort ringing in the back of his processor and shuts his vocalizer off just in time to stifle the high-pitched yelp clawing up his intake when a bright yellow hand lands on his shoulder.

"Hey Rewind, whatcha got there?" Rewind turns his helm to stare up at his captain. Slowly, a smile spreads his lips behind his facemark. Oh this.....this will be good.

Log 1

Bots along for the ride: Rewind, Rodimus, Drift

Location: Warren Park Trail, Montana

Subject of interest: Urban Legend - The Rake

Notable Mentions: The air here seems....heavier. Shadows seem to somewhat defy sources of light. Rodimus has taken it upon himself to "Flame up" so everyone can see where they place their pedes. Drift's headlights help but they don't seem to penetrate the strange blanket of darkness. Walking around tonight in search of this legend has proven fruitless. Perhaps this is the first he can strike off the list? He will have to wait till they were back on ship and he had a moment to himself before he can review the feed. He's going to have to do a lot of tweaking before the video is comprehensible.

Here is the rendered photo without the drawn on Video Cam.

This is the first installment of my new mini-series. I am so excited to finally post this, I've had the rendered photo done for a while now and was just waiting on myself to finish up the companion comics.

This literally was entirely inspired from solely two things.

1.) As I was sketching Roddy for practice, the song "Dumb Ways to Die" came up on my for you playlist on Spotify. This kinda put in a little seed of sorts.

2.) My brother is starting to get into art and we often go to the cafe together to practice. It's great being able to have a critique buddy right there as you're working together. On the day after scenario 1, him and I went to the cafe and I had been practicing landscapes. My intent had been to make a fairytale like environment. I showed him, we looked at each other, and both stated. "Yeah that's haunted." It's like a light bulb went off in my head. A very very insistent light bulb.

And thus, "Roddy's Ghost Adventures" has been born! Stay tuned for future installments~

[transingthoseformers]

For the love of ANYTHING I really REALLY hope Galvatron isn't in ES s2, especially if they want to make him like IDW Galvatron, because IDW screwed him over SO HARD. The fandom already liked stripping identity and stuff away from Galvatron a lot already 'cos he's not as popular as Megs (so less people cared and some bad fanon takes ended up being accepted as 'canon' kinda stuff) and IDW heavily fuelled that and as a Galvs Fan it sucks because the small trickle of good content I had for him is now reduced to a few stale droplets. Sorry for the little outburst, I'd dearly love for him to appear, but I just, I just don't trust it if he were to be like that version.

Considering what I know of Earthspark, I feel like it's more likely that we'd see him turn into galvatron but I desperately hope it's not in s2 because...??? Idk.

What I hope happens is that if he does appear he's more like his g1 self but isn't necessarily Megatron but is a weird split timeline thing like we saw in the Netflix Trilogy (... Also because it could give us Rodimus Prime too!) Is this likely? Perhaps not. Is it purely motivated by me not wanting Megatron to perma-die just yet or get turned into Galvatron just yet? Yes. Is it also my only favorite style of time travel stuff? Yes.

[blueikeproductions]

So another EarthSpark thing that came to my attention was Ratchet and Drift were pitched into being in EarthSpark.

Neat.

They were pitched as having trying to look at the Cyber Sleeves the kids had, with Ratchet and Drift having scientific and philosophical thoughts on what they are despite not having a solid answer.

Also neat.

They were also pitched as being married.

Not neat.

This stranglehold IDW has over Transformers needs to end yesterday. I liked IDW, but it’s clear Hasbro wasn’t feeling it anymore, and the attempt at a reboot didn’t help. Not to mention, toys made with the IDW cast in mind don’t appear to sell well. Tarn appears to be the exception, because it’s Tarn, and he’s awesome, but I’ve also never personally seen him in person in stores. Fellow comics original Jhiaxus yes however, so take that as you will. It’s also why so many people were surprised two nobody IDW2 robots, an Autobot and an Acenticon, were getting toys. Even hard core fans have no idea who they are or much desire for these two, and I say that with my open fondness for Autobot Scrounge.

The couplings in IDW always felt kinda forced… I’ve often viewed them as crack ships, some working slightly better than others. I thought Chromedome and Rewind was handled the best, and I’d be very open to seeing them in EarthSpark as (one of) the gay couple(s) in the show.

Drift and Ratchet being a couple comes kind of out of nowhere. I get there was this opposites attract thing going on with an atheist and religious guy, but the joke got old quickly. Besides some implications Drift and Rodimus were more of a thing, age differences are a sticky point for me. A lot of the main couples amounted to twenty something kid hooking up with grandpa or grandma. I know age is more of a suggestion in TFs, but it always bothered me. Tailgate Cyclonus also fall into this for me, but I also preferred their dynamic being a plucky son and stand offish father learning to care for each other. The moment it became romantic I lost interest and felt kinda creeped out T’be honest. Same with Drift and Ratchet. Ratchet’s said to be super old, not quite Kup or Alpha Trion old, but he’s up there. Drift in comparison is about Hot Rod’s age, and met Ratchet at a clinic on Cybertron when Ratchet was already older than dirt… The two being a crusty grandpa who loved his grandson but doesn’t quite get his interests was a dynamic I liked.

I just think there’s better options romantically for Drift and Ratchet. Closer in age too. I imagine in the interest of fairness the EarthSpark versions would be closer in age. RiD15 Drift, to me at least, seemed a bit older than Bumblebee and was more of a stern but well meaning uncle/father to Sideswipe, Jetstorm and Slipstream. Prime Ratchet felt married to his job meanwhile…

Admittedly I’m surprised Drift was entertained at all. A lot of the IDW original characters seem to have been benched in media for the time being, and Drift’s role in Cyberverse was lauded as the most idiotic thing the show did for both supporters and detractors that even the writers regret using him that way. It kinda feels like that particular instant sorta sullied the character for some frankly…

If we do get Ratchet back in particular, since we have Steve Blum reprising Starscream, I say let’s get Jeffery Combs to reprise Ratchet. Drift I’m not sure. It’s easy for me to say Eric Bauza should return, but maybe there’s a better alternative for a potential EarthSpark Drift.

I don’t think you can really do the proposed plot anymore since that ship has sailed, but there’s a role for Ratchet and Drift, just not as a couple. Ideally, just make a new couple. Gears having a boyfriend would be funny, someone who can see through his sourball antics, or give Pipes an aquatic mode boyfriend he was wanting. -checks- Hmm I dunno have it be Pipes and Waverider, that could be fun.

[cosmics-beings]

also a starscream/rodimus and then prowl/optimus scenario would be funny because just imagine rodimus and optimus being best friends but their conjunxes (starscream and prowl) hate each other so family dinners are weird. like yes drift and ratchet are also there and also make appearances but the tension between starscream and prowl is unbearable to the point where it's just laughable because they are all in the same, ginormous family with communal living and shit and these two are still giving each other ugly glares.

in starscream's defense prowl doesn't really like drift all that much either but drift kinda thinks it's funny to try and get on prowl's nerves. but prowl is optimus, rodimus and ratchet's friend. starsceam is always going to be seething in the corner especially when his sparklings also start calling prowl creator

[dissociationswagcompetition]

How the fuck do you figure out if you're plural or if you're just mentally unstable in a different way?

*Raises metaphorical glass* Ain't that the question of the century

Sadly nonnie, and it sucks to hear, but the best one to answer that is yourself. You're gonna know your own mind better than anyone, and sadly there isn't a "checklist" of quantifiable things that determine if you're plural or not.

That being said, if you have access to a therapist or other trusted mental health professional, I highly recommend going to them. You're the expert on your mind, but they're the experts on how to best treat whatever's going on. Regardless of what does or does not get diagnosed, a professional could help manage your symptoms in a way that best benefits you!

@plural-swag-competition shared a resource in the past called More Than One, it goes into a surface level understanding of plurality and lists multiple sources for further reading if you'd like, and it may help you figure out yourself (or selves!)

If it helps, I can also go into a few ways that we realized we're likely plural, so it it helps to hear from someone very new to this, I'll put that under the cut because it's long and personal

Fair warning, this obviously gets a bit personal. I'll be giving brief mentions of trauma and abuse, though will go into no detail. Also disclaimer: while we're still figuring things out, it appears that our plurality likely manifested from a place of trauma, so we may not be a good frame of reference to anyone trying to figure themselves out if their plurality manifested in non-traumatic ways.

Hi, I'm Damien, aka Mod Jetstorm. Host was originally making this post but I'm starting this section from scratch, nice to meet you all!

So, we're in the "we've known but have been in denial for many years" boat. We're not sure where we originated, to be honest. We've had dissociative experiences for as long as we can remember, though we're not sure when plurality came into play.

We were teenagers when we realized that there may have been more than one of us in here. Again, don't know when/where we originated, but teenagehood is when we realized ourselves. We were unfortunately trapped in a bad emotionally abusive dynamic with an adult who had power over us. As such, at that time in our life our dissociation worsened significantly, as we needed to continuously separate ourselves from our reality in order to prevent further abuse. That's where myself and Hyde (Mod Rodimus) manifested strongest. We started playing around with giving ourselves names, as we all kinda realized that... yeah, we were able to talk to each other and seemed to be different people. Our names kinda changed over the years as we explored our identities, but we're happy with Damien and Hyde right now.

As years went on, we found more of us in here, which is why when we realized our plurality, we were so quick to have six of us listed out. All but one of us have been around and named for literal years, we just never called ourselves "plural" till now. We keep pretty good communication, though we sometimes fight or will act in ways that sabotage others' intentions, sadly.

We thought that we were just some kind of elaborate coping mechanism, and called ourselves "personified states of dissociation". That never felt quite right, but due to wanting to avoid the stigma of it possibly being anything else, we avoided addressing it as anything else.

A large reason we kept ourselves so hidden was that we felt that we weren't "system enough" to warrant "actually" being a system (aka we thought we were faking, or at least being overdramatic), and the alternative of being "personified states of dissociation" also hurt, as those who suffer from dissociation know that it's often distressing. While that's very true for us, allowing another to front has often been a neutral experience, and we hated being treated like we were "bad" for merely existing or that we were "obstacles" for getting to Host.

Recently, Hyde was having a bad day, and this bracket made us a lot more introspective of ourselves lately, so he wrote an entire 3-page journal entry. He named all of us, explained why we are the way we are, and ranted how he hated being treated as a "bad part of the host", rather than just as his own person. We read this over later and went "... Our therapist should probably see this." and sent it to her. We've since then been discussing what plurality means for us. We were mostly only "permitted" to exist, by ourselves and others, in terribly negative contexts such as being abused or emotionally distressed. The idea of being "allowed" to exist in neutral and positive contexts, while scary in concept, exhilarated us. Our therapist explained that, if we wanted to, we could continue to be this way- We already exist in negative contexts, so possibly allowing ourselves to exist in positive contexts may help us overall and increase positive communication between us and others. As you can see, we're trying to do just that... by taking baby steps and mostly keeping any talks of ourselves being our own people to this blog only haha.

I think a big thing is that: When dissociated, one will often feel like someone else. But out of that dissociation, a singlet will go "Oh that was just me, I was just dissociated", while someone plural may go "No that was still someone else". Obviously not EVERY singlet nor system will always experience it that way, but it may help. I do not see myself as our Host, nor as Hyde, nor anyone else other than myself.

We even have slightly different tastes in music, fashion, etc. We're still figuring ourselves out as we've suppressed this desire to be our own people(aka HAVE different interests than the Host) for so long, but that may also be something to consider. Though haha yeah it's hard to tell the difference between "Am I just in a mood for something else today" versus "Is this someone else's interests"

Oh, another thing- Host can semi-often speak to Hyde in their dreams. We used to assume this was some strange lucid dreaming thing, but we have spoken to each other in the dreamscape before. It's usually just Host and Hyde, though I recall one time were I was able to speak to Hyde in the dreamscape as well... I forget if Host was in that one or not. But I've heard that other systems sometimes speak to each other in dreams? Obviously again not every system but yeah another thing that made us realize "Oh wait this is a plurality thing isnt it"

One thing we'll also do is write each other notes from time to time. Which is funny, because we don't have any time loss between switches to our knowledge, so we don't need to leave notes. But one thing we may do is- if someone else is fronting, one of us may take the baton for long enough to leave a compulsory note, we have a few examples I'll leave below to get a chuckle

One of us, Roy (Mod Shockwave), left this after changing our phone backgrounds in the middle of the night

Hyde (Mod Rodimus, surprise surprise) very suddenly made us write this when we were picking mod names

And lastly, something I wrote to Host in our original draft of this post before taking over.

Not every system will do this of course, but this kind of helped us realize that we're probably not just one person.

Hope this can help maybe? Everyone's experiences are different but this is what helped us realize!

[tflegendarium]

Lost Light: *appears in the legendary dimension*

Prowl, for CD:*growls*

Optimus: you, and the others, better not even think about biting! We don't know where it went

Lost light:O⁠_⁠o

Hahaha.

Prowl wouldn't necessarily growl at Chromedome, but he would definitely be uncomfortable and avoided having him at his back or being alone whenever possible. Now Skywarp, who gets stuck with Prowl and experiences the same mind control and becomes kinda friends? Her? She would growl and definitely bite.

Prowl would not stop her.

The Lost Light would be pretty fun to interact with Legendarium, especially depending on timing it would have interesting results. Rodimus would probably have a trip realizing both that people have moms in this universe and that Ratchet and Drift were his.

Megatron would probably have a lot of feelings about the Decepticons and how their actions in this war differentiated from his. I don't think either he or Rodimus would know how to handle Optimus, who is significantly warmer, but odder than IDW Optimus.

Most of them would be thrown by Prowl, and there would probably be a bot of conflict about him until they get it clear how different he is to theirs. Made most obvious, of course, by both his extended family and spider husband and the Seeker that keeps teleporting and laying across his desk or kidnapping him in turns for "girls night" which is a term Skywarp picked up and uses any time she wants to socialize.

First Aid is definitely going to cry when he sees Ambulon, who is just going to be frozen looking desperately at the Ratchets or Rodimuses or Pharma for rescue at the stranger who kinda looks like a Protectobot that sobbing over him while he is holding drinks trying to cross the bar. Pharma eventually trying to interfere will likely cause another scene for different reasons.