#self-ship: wizwave

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Day 11 - Angst

i unfortunately gave soundwave the hurts but shh

They call Wizard a malfunction of their station. Soundwave knows them, knows they try their best but still—they call them a malfunction of their station. The Council does. Because the Council has been killing everyone Soundwave loves since day one.

“Don’t worry about me,” Wizard says with the quirk of their lips, a smile that’s barely even there.

Their paint is scuffed but it gleams in the low light of the interrogation room they’re allowed to meet in. Soundwave has enough influence that they won’t simply disappear just yet, but they will. Eventually. Just not yet.

“How can I not?” Soundwave asks them and his voice is softer than it’s ever been.

Wizard’s smile drops. They look desolate but not devastated, an abandoned place that hasn’t yet been demolished, some sort of soft metaphor for hope and giving up and letting go. They don’t look like themselves.

“Because we both know what’s coming?” they offer. “Because we know how this will go? Because I won’t spend my last few breems with you wallowing?”

They are good points, even as Wizard’s words quiver and shake. “I understand,” Soundwave says.

Wizard’s smile returns and it’s softer this time, more real. They are not happy, but they’ve accepted their fate. They take comfort in Soundwave.

He reaches across the table that separates them, rests his servo on theirs. They can’t move—their servos are cuffed to the table—but they open their servo, encouraging him to take it. He does.

For a moment, he can almost pretend that they’ll get to return after all of this. For a moment, mortality is not real and they are alive for as long as they want to be. For a moment, Wizard gets to grow older with him and they change Cybertron. For a moment.

Then it is shattered by a guard opening the door. He says, “Time to go,” and Soundwave does not have a choice. Wizard’s optics plead with him to leave. He does as they beg.

But for a moment, he could pretend and perhaps that can be enough for a lifetime without them.

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sometimes you’ve just gotta flirt with two alien robot bad guys

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Day 3 - Beach Day/Vacation

in which i follow the prompt but in a super vague way

“’Go on vacation, Wizard. Visit the Pits,’ Jazz said. ‘It’ll be fun. You’ll relax,’ he said.” Wizard turns to face Soundwave, their expression accusing and tired all at the same time. They throw their servos in the air as they continue to speak. “And what do I get? You!”

Soundwave shrugs helplessly and turns his attention back to the energon that sluggishly leaks down his arm. He can’t see his injury but it proves that he’s not making it up.

“Ugh,” Wizard expresses, as if Soundwave’s silence is insulting. Maybe it is for someone who talks so much.

They away from their medkit, welder and disinfectant in servo. “This is going to sting and you totally deserve it,” Wizard tells him.

Wizard sets the welder down next to him and pries open the disinfectant. Carefully, they lean closer and spray a small amount on Soundwave’s wound. It does sting, but the sensation is nowhere near as painful as getting injured in the first place.

They take another moment to examine Soundwave’s wound before capping the bottle. They replace it with the welder. Again, they lean back toward Soundwave’s wound. They’re slower this time, their shaky servos moving methodically.

“Why?” Soundwave offers up, not in his own voice but in another’s. He has not used his voice since abandoning the Council.

Wizard’s optics move to catch on his visor and they pause in their welding. “Why not?” they ask him.

And truly, that is the question—when did Soundwave stop believing that bots could do good? This kindness should not surprise him. He should not be baffled by the actions of an ordinary bot, but he is. He is humbled and worried by them. He wonders what this kindness will cost him.

Soundwave inclines his helm in answer, a gesture of questioning but also of cluelessness. “I mean,” Wizard starts again as they turn back to their welding, “it’s fair not to trust anyone. If I were you, I wouldn’t either. With what they make you do, at the very least.”

Soundwave cannot bring himself to mind the chatter nor the way they can’t seem to fall silent for even a moment.

“Where are you going?” he asks in a guard’s voice.

Wizard falters, the welder slipping in their servos. They manage to keep their grip and steady themselves after only a moment.

“Didn’t you have a different voice a minute ago?” they ask.

“Recording,” Soundwave returns. “Answer?” he inquires again.

“Oh, yeah,” Wizard says, returning to their work once more. “I was supposed to be staying in the center of Kaon. Jazz paid for it. But the friend he set me up with wanted to come here first and I can’t stand the fights… so I wandered down here.”

The admittance is sheepish and Wizard has the decency to look embarrassed. Soundwave nods to show that he’s listened to them.

Soundwave makes a decision then, in between the soothing chatter and helpful servos. Between the kindness and care that he sort of wants to keep. He pulls out a recording of Starscream, “Are yo—”

“Alright,” Wizard interrupts, “you’re gonna be good, buddy.”

They pull away and pat his arm awkwardly, as if they don’t know whether it will be acceptable. Soundwave nods. “Are you going to come back?” he finishes.

“Would you want me to?” Wizard inclines their helm, stares at him with curious optics.

“If you’d like,” Soundwave pieces together.

“Maybe,” Wizard says. “If it isn’t too forward, would I have something to come back to?”

Soundwave nods. Wizard’s servo lands on his shoulder and they squeeze before pulling away. It feels as if some sort of deal is sealed.

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wow, soundwave, megatron lets you have a human

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a quick si doodle that i added some pride colors to

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some shattered glass self-insert stuff i wrote forever and a half ago. there’s more if anyone’s interested i guess.

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Drift strides into the Decepticon encampment wit the confidence of a thousand warriors. His red plating reflects the darkened lights of the confinement in a way that makes him look tackier than Wizard already thinks he is. His sword sits on his back in an open warning.

The other Decepticons freeze at his entrance, watching as he stops in the middle of the crowd. His nonchalance is practically palpable, from the way he smiles easily to the way he leisurely strides. His red optics shift for only a moment before they find Starscream.

Soundwave is quick to shove Wizard behind him as if he’s realized something. His larger stature hides Wizard’s smaller-than-average frame easily. It makes an anxious knot in Wizard’s throat dissipate.

“Can you tell me where Wizard is?” Drift asks easily.

His optics stay locked on Starscream. Wizard knows why. Their affection for the seeker has never been a secret and Drift has always seen him as weak. “Is that any of your business?” Starscream asks with the defiant tilt of his helm.

Drift’s easy smile becomes a scowl faster than Wizard can process it. “I think it is,” Drift all but hisses.

His tone enough that it almost makes Starscream flinch but he holds his ground. “I don’t really think it is,” Starscream returns coolly, almost coldly.

“I can slaughter all of you,” Drift threatens without tact.

He releases a moody vent that would have made Wizard laugh centuries ago. Now it just makes them feel sick. They’re not dumb. They know what he’ll do now. They push pass Soundwave without warning. He doesn’t have time to stop them.

“I’m right here, Drift,” they call, kinder than they should.

The crowd ripples and splits. Behind them they hear a loud screech but they’re not sure which cassette makes the noise. They don’t look back. Drift’s scowl twists into a smile. He purrs, “Wizard,” like their designation is too sweet to keep in his intake.

It’s a step up from anything else he could call them, but they don’t expect it to last long. “What do you want?” they ask.

Drift’s optics light up like lights, “I want you.”

A sneer passes across Wizard’s lips. There’s no self-preservation when they say, “Take me away then, officer.” They can’t argue with Drift, not with Rodimus on his side.

When Drift moves, he’s in their face in seconds. “Say your goodbyes,” he says, but his servo already has a lazy grip on their arm.

“I don’t have any to say,” Wizard says.

Even as they do they’re comming Soundwave a silent, “I love you.”

Soundwave’s only reply is a wave of desperation. He pleads for them not to go, to fight, but Wizard doesn’t acknowledge it. “Come then, pet,” Drift sounds smug and all too possessive as the moniker slips past his lips.

It’s more like a collar than it ever has.

“Where are we going?” Wizard asks, but they step into line beside him as he moves toward the exit.

“The Lost Light,” he says like it is all the answer they need.

They finally spare a look back. It feels like the last one they will ever get.

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i did a quick doodle of idw wizard seconds before disaster (gay) aka moments after they met soundwave

original:

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6, 11, and 12 with soundwave

here we go!:

6. What is your favourite thing about your F/O(s)?I like a lot of things about Soundwave but probably how he’s really expressive in any verse he’s in! He has little ticks, they’re harder to find in comics and stuff so I mostly sight TFP for this and TFA, where he’s slightly less expressive, but expressive nonetheless- more vocally though.

11. Do you & your F/O(s) go out a lot or tend to stay in more?Given the canon context, they stay in more. They’re very big on staying in their room and being together.

12. How do you comfort your F/O(s) when they are upset?Wizard is big on physical affection. The bonus is that Soundwave is adept at people and that they’ve known each other for 4 million years so Wizard gets more of a pass for trying to comfort him verbally even if they’re bad at it.

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What was your first impression when you met Soundwave and Fulcrum both in your universe with them and IRL? What are some random headcanons you have about them? 🧡 ~hopelessromantic-ghost

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sorry for taking so long to answer!!!

IRL Impression:

Soundwave: i first saw him when watching TFP and my general reaction was “oh, he exists” until that episode where he was an absolute little shit with the kids. Then I really began to look into him tbh-

Fulcrum: my first thoughts were “he’s very red” and “he’s cute!!”

In Universe Impression:

Soundwave: it depends on the universe. So for the four that I’ve developed the most: TFP Wizard is a bit unnerved due to their location in the Pits and the way he’s so quiet and could likely kill them without hesitation. On the other hand, IDW Wizard sees his presence as a comfort in the beginning (mostly due to his calm yet not cruel nature compared to who Shockwave had become). TFA Wizard sees him as someone who needs helping, to a point at least. G1 Wizard is basically swooning when they meet him.

Fulcrum: the Scavengers are a Mess if we’re being honest, but Wizard meets Fulcrum and they adore him. They find him very sweet and adore his intelligence. They crush on him almost immediately.

Some HCs:

Soundwave v warm

Soundwave is very into Earth life other than humans-

TFA Soundwave knows nothing about Cybertronian culture, he’s a clueless boy.

Fulcrum is a fiddler and messes with tech when bored.

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ah, a banner

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anyway, idk what this is but soundwave!!!! loves his human!!!! thanks

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"Ratchet, I'm fine," Wizard waves him off with their damaged servo.

Bright blue energon drips onto the floor and streaks down their arm, disproving their point. Ratchet snatches their wrist quickly, "Stop that. You'll only damage yourself more." He pauses before saying, "And I know I taught you how to diagnose your own injuries. This is not fine."

Wizard tries to wiggle their wrist from his grip, but he only gives them a stern look and doesn't let go. Their hand falls limp as they surrender. "Orion," Wizard whines, "tell him I'm fine."

Optimus laughs, a low chuckle that makes Wizard's spark pulse with joy. "What was it you told me? 'Listen to the medic?'" he teases.

Wizard gives him an unimpressed look, "I'm a medic too."

"You two know each other?" Jack asks, looking between the two in confusion.

Wizard shrugs. They lean back onto their undamaged servo and think about how to answer. It isn't a complex question, but it will likely cause more to form. They are not sure that they want to answer nor do they want to confront any too righteous Autobot. Ratchet doesn't give them a choice as he answers with a scoff, "Know each other? Before the war, they were practically attached at the hip. If it wasn't wrestling in the halls, then it was cuddling in the recreation rooms or dragging my student away from the medbay to read an 'interesting datapad.' Practically bonded already."

He says the last part softly, fondly, but also almost mockingly. It's hard for them to pin down what Ratchet feels. "Bonded?" Raf asks, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, curiosity gleaming in his eyes, "What's that?"

"It's like your human marriages," Arcee finally speaks.

Wizard is pleasantly surprised by Arcee's input. They had never liked each other much even when Wizard was an Autobot, so the lack of hostility is pleasing.

"But aren't they a 'Con?" Miko asks.

She leans forward over the rail with her arms behind her back. Anxiety and concern for the youngling races through Wizard's processor. Despite this, they know that they would never get close enough to stop her fall. The Autobots are far too protective for that. "Oh, one hundred percent. My bondmate is one, it's only right. Not a big deal," Wizard confirms before they use their "medic voice," "Now, get away from the railing, little one, before you fall."

They speak hurriedly, nervously watching her small form. The little femme wisely steps back and Wizard relaxes, their frame suddenly losing tension their didn't realize had overtaken them.

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Wizard, under their breath: you better watch out, you better watch out, you better watch out-

Megatron, who respects and appreciates Soundwave but is this close to murdering Wizard:

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mourning (with a side of transformers self-insert redesign)

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earth wars soundwave and his tiny companion-

this soundwave was hard to draw but not as much as his prime counterpart tbh

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tfa wizard/soundwave where wizard courts soundwave and he's confused bc like???? he's not technically from cybertron and sure wizard has a lot of datapads but he hasn't gone through the courting one??? and wizard just, "it's t r a d i t i o n a l" the entire time