#senator shockwave x reader

[revelboo]

Poor Shockwave mining and digging old memories he can't seem to remember. Makes me wondering what really happened between the Reader and senator shockwave.

Yeah, I wasn’t that enthusiastic about writing the good senator, because we know what happens to him. Same with Megatronus Prime, but people kept asking. So I’m figuring out their stories as I go, but Megatronus’s will likely be a happy for now ending with the story stopping before Sentinel betrays the Primes for power. Whereas this one… is a bit harder, but I think I know where I’m going

The Worst Is Yet To Come Pt 5

Senator Shockwave x Reader

• Eyeing him as messes with your console and his weird tablet, you blow out a breath. “Sure. Take away my only means of contacting another human. That’s fine,” you mutter as you debate whether to put your heavy gear back on. It’s not like the giant cares if you’re in your underwear, but it’s smothering with it on and cold with it off. Wish you had any idea what he was thinking, because his face seems almost kind as he glances at you. But maybe he’s just learning all he can about you before he decides to embalm you and stick you in a jar beside toothy over there.

• “Is that what you are? Human?” He asks as you fidget with your gear, pleased that the language patch came through and seems to be working. But he’s never heard of humans before, although, there are so many organic races scattered through the stars that it’s not too odd. Watches your hands still and your head tip up to stare at him as your mouth falls open. “Hello, little one.”

• “You can understand me?” You blurt, excitement spinning you tight, because you can understand him, too. Thank goodness. “You have no idea what it’s like to get slung somewhere and everyone’s giant. No one understands you and they chase you.” And you’re crying despite yourself, so thankful you can talk to him, understand each other. “Do you know where the other humans ended up?” If you can find the others, someone might be able to figure out a way home, because you have nothing.

• Holding up a hand as you excitedly babble, tiny fingers fisting in your suit and he flinches when you start leaking, tears rolling down your cheeks. “You’re the only human I’ve ever seen before,” he mutters, spark aching at your distress. Such a little, helpless thing. Making him want to make promises he’s not sure he can keep. To get you back to your people. “Start at the beginning, how did you get here?”

• Scrubbing at your eyes as the tears of relief just keep coming, you offer him a tremulous smile. Because he’s listening. Trying to help and you’re sobbing, breath catching like a frightened kid. Trying to explain it right when you know next to nothing about the science that got you here. You’d just been a paid volunteer. Expendable and hasn’t needed to know how the gate worked. But he listens to your convoluted story, only interrupting to ask questions. But you feel lighter, hopeful he’s going to help you go home.

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[jinuaei]

If you have any, yandere shockwave crumbs? 🤲

Yes! This is an idea that had been floating in my mind for a while. This will be the same as Tarn's reader, Senator Shockwave's little liaison. OOC bc this is a yandere fic and that's already ooc.

He should have appreciated you more, adored you more when he had the time, he was too confident in his status and safety to realize that whatever you both had he will never have ever again. 

He should have taken you out of the city more, let you ride his alt mode and cruise the roads more, have you enjoy yourself with him rather than leave you with one of his students, Damus. Because as he is strapped down, moments before his life altering procedure, he regrets taking your presence for granted. He prays to primus that whatever is going to happen next, he will still be able to recognize you and recognize his love for you.

…

Love…such a foolish notion. Illogical and useless.

And you…Why do you haunt him so?

Why does your organic frame, so soft, so breakable, call out to him so much?

Why do you get to haunt his processor both awake and asleep? How dare you meddle with his research??

How dare you make him find glimpses of you in every corner of the universe? He is Shockwave, Decepticons greatest scientist, not some organic obsessed mech!

So why does his spark tighten when he sees the colour purple? The same shade as that scarf you wear, it's ugly, unnecessary, it's…you.

Your name keeps popping up in his processor again and again and again, he's sick of it! He should've been focused on his research and not you!

But an idea struck his processor for a moment, so disgusting, so vile, that if he was his old self he would be horrified to know that he even thought about it.

If he cannot stop thinking about you to the point that it impedes his research, why not use you as his inspiration? He already knows that humans are gone from Cybertron and it is most likely that you have passed away now.

…So why doesn't he create you? So that his stupid spark will stop hurting knowing that you are dead by now.

Organics are a rare commodity, but Cybertronians are not. Luckily for Shockwave there are many spare parts and spare prisoners he could use to create a better, stronger you.

So he does. Meticulously putting together a frame that closely resembles you, a frame that neither looks like a Cybertronian nor a human. Starscream almost found it when he came to visit to harass Shockwave but he was lucky enough to throw him out before he could discover it — no, you.

Before he knew it, his attachment to this horrifying amalgamation of dead bot parts had grown considerably, to the point where he would talk to you even when you had no helm yet. Speaking of helm… there is a prisoner on board whose helm looks attractive, it does not give your beauty justice but it is good enough to use.

So he comes back to his lab, helm in hand, still stained with fresh energon. His servos are shaky, perhaps excited to finally see the finished product. And you finally boot up… but he is left disappointed when the bot before him, still using your frame, is the same one as the one he beheaded earlier.

It spits out insults, struggling against the restraints on its frame. He shuts it down before it could damage your frame any further.

In his illogical excitement, he has forgotten to change your personality to be more you. So he gets to work on it, using his mnemosurgery skills to precisely alter everything in its processor to be exactly like you, the you that he remembers, the you that he held in his servos, the you that is now in front of him.

You are much bigger now but the wide eyed you that he adores so much is right in front of him, shy and quiet. You don't remember anything and that's good, so he can replace the memories of his neglect, and replace it with the new him, the him where he will give attention to 24/7, he might get busy with his work though…

Perhaps he should teach you so you could also be his little science assistant. His adorable assistant that would follow and listen to his every command, his adorable assistant that smiles up at him and greets him like a spouse greeting their husband.

He needs to update your new colour scheme though, perhaps a shade of purple like his? Or maybe like your scarf? Hm…No, he wants you to express your creativity, though he could always sneak in his purple in your palette…

*Cue oddly sexual frame recolouring moment.

[spearsillustration]

I'm working on the second part of my Senator Shockwave Fic currently. I wanna make sure it's perfect so it'll be a few days before I post again.

Ahhhhhhhhhh I love him. Why is he so tragic? Why must he cause me pain? 😭

I'm painting close to writing a tragic Orion Pax X Senator Shockwave after I finish this second (Y/N) part.

[bnsni]

PROPOSITION part one

just another idea I’ve had. Only two chapters this time. Also, this is shockwave pre-empurata. warnings : mentions of interfacing

“In this case, the appropriate measures that should be taken in regards to the expenses— is—“

Several barks of laughter cut the prime off. Sentinel flung his optics open and realized that discussing political matters while his fellow Senators are drunk off their processors ,with cogless miners clinging onto their arm like algae to a tree, inebriated as well, were not efficient as he expected it to be.

Besides, it was his proposition in the first place. To loosen their cogs. He figured getting through there sluggish skulls wouldn’t serve much resistance. Inebriation makes good negotiations, he remember telling Airachnid who, he should’ve acknowledged her expression as some kind of advice, stared blankly back.

“This is hardly a productive evening,” He ran a servo down his face. “Which one of you is sober enough to take this seriously?”

His gaze swept over the gold laden room : some senators were deliriously giggling with a flock of miners, flexing their platings, wealth and ambitions as though that would seduce them promptly; others were occupied with…more personal means : the puddle of pink fluids pooling beside the couch and the constant clanking of metal told him much. He’d rather not know.Some, much to his dismay, we’re sprawled on the floor and if it weren’t for the loud snoring every now and then he would’ve presumed the idiot dead.

“Great.” He slumped against his seat, flexing his servos. “Why did I ever thought it was a brilliant idea to include engex? It’s like some— some office meeting had turned into a damned devil’s circus,”

"Well, I wouldn't disagree to that.” Shockwave crooned, his newly furnished plating glinting under the light.  Third time he changed it this week.

The Senator  sat across Sentinel, crossing his legs and reclining against his seat as he held a miner on his lap, who he noted appeared rather stiff while Shockwave pressed his lips against the back of their neck and shoulder aimlessly. Like one would cradle a pet and coo at it. At least he was the only one who had a decent idea of decorum. 

“We all have busy days.”  He continued calmly, as he always did. ‘I do believe we have the opportunity to create something brilliant.” Through the grin, there’s teeth in his words as Sentinel spoke. “Yes, of course. They’re all out of their minds. Flocks of ridiculous, worn-brained muggles.”

Shockwave was the more composed one among the senators and surprisingly charming, despite having the most concerning drinks. Usually, mechs like these, all sickly sweet and proper would turn ugly in just minutes, the harboring resentment of the world would spill out like poison. And there, Sentinel would have his card.

However, he was the only Senator Sentinel couldn’t have a leverage against. Loved by the people. Loved by the planet. Loved by the sparks. At this point he could be the next prime and nobody would protest. That’s the wonderful part, if he died now, everyone would be more smitten by the idea of Senator Shockwave taking reigns of the Matrix.  His wings lifted up and bristled.

“Perhaps you should try to relax yourself.”

Sentinel laughed. “I’m a Prime, for Primus’s sake. Relaxing is the least of what I do.”

”That’s at least what it entails.” He said. “Would it matter if they knew?”

The next words were caught in his throat.

“That would be…well, I’ve had busier days on the surface, and I don’t need to…do whatever this is.”

Shockwave raised a brow. “Surely, you drink, given your position is….difficult and all.”

“Why wouldn’t I?” His wings lifted at the subtle praise, “I admit it’s not so easy putting up an authentic front. A mech can only take so much.”

Senator shockwave smiled, the delightful crease of his optics led on that he isn’t much convinced by his statement. “Hm, yes. A heroic front.”

Sentinel cleared his throat turned away, fixating at the brilliant window beside him, as though prolonged eye contact would confirm the Senator’s suspicion.

“Perhaps,” Eventually, he said. “ I can compensate you for my colleague’s behavior?”

“Oh, really. By what offering me another one of your companions?” He gestured to the one of Shockwave’s lap. “How very…generous.”

Cogless miners, wandering as they please. He ought to have some sort of regulation for that. Though, could he? When the expert contravene is everyone’s beloved?

”Trust me. They’re quite lovely.” The servo that was on the back of the miner gave a push, and you made a sound, falling forward to your knees, palms slapping the ground, inches away from the Prime’s chair.

Frantically, you look up through the lazy parting of his thighs, then up his abdomen, Sentinel was looking down from his nose, optics narrowed, thinking. Then he leaned forward, lifting your chin with a finger for a closer look at your face.

“Charming.” He said. 

You steeled in indifference, clenching your jaw and not meetings his optics.

“Not bad. Could….use better work.” He muttered. “ That still doesn’t—“

“Think carefully, my lord.” He uncrossed his legs to reach for his drink on the coffee table.  “A night of wonder would do good for your health.”

Health? Since when was that significant? Sentinel reclined against the couch and tapped the armrest. A baffled laugh rumbled from his throat. The Prime matched his grin, but the optics narrowed.“You really do have a penchant of questionable ideas, Senator Shockwave.”

“If it’s to serve my prime I’d gladly do so.”

Though, no-one had ever confronted him about it, whether it was becuase they’d rather not catch his optics’s, Shockwave has is this innate ability to penetrate someone’s mind without having to handle one’s physical processor,  the ability to change tone and implicate threats that are, at least to him, not quite there. And, he was aware. Sentinel is aware. At times he found himself bumbling over his thoughts, wanting to confess at certain situations only to find that the Senator was only acting coy. A feigned confused look is all he’d reply with, along with that grin. He knew retaliation it would do no good, so the best course of action mostly is to play along. He looked down at you again, optics trialing over the frame, before back to Shockwave. 

“The expenses?”

“Oh, no need. Consider this,” He lifted a drink to sentinel. “As a gift to his Sovreign.”

Then in one full gulp, the engex slid down his throat.

[darkastarte]

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[tinydefector]

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[deepspacespicy]

Part 1 blurb to toxic AND doomed shockwave x cybertronian reader: before the fall

I have been so PLAGUED by thoughts of Shockwave I swear to god this idea has been in my head for days (also note that I haven't read any of the comics where half of this lore comes from so if I get something wrong please tell me 😭)

So this goes back to the Senator Shockwave days right. Expressive, vibrant, empathetic, iconic, etc.

Then there's you. Lower class worker, probably a service bot of some kind like a waitress or factory drone.

He meets you when you're scrounging together energon to feed yourself. You lock eyes with him and freeze, not only because obviously you recognize him but because you know he knows too that all the excess energon is supposed to go back into storage, but... you havent had enough to eat recently.

I don't think Senator Shockwave would ever report someone for a victimless crime and as such turns a blind eye, even going so far as to keep your boss occupied so you can finish scrounging, which you remain suspicious of until he contacts you again later.

He's amicable like every politician is supposed to seem, but then he starts asking you questions, like how often you get rations and if they're of any decent quality. You tell him to frag off, thinking things some weird pity thing for clout but he apologizes for infringing, but that he suspects a global energon shortage is in the horizon, a result of expansion and over population on the planet. He tells you he's working to find an alternative energon source for the future of Cybertron.

You tell him to take his fear mongering propaganda elsewhere, but much to your horror he does not. Even worse, the longer he wears on your patience the more you think he might actually have a point. Even while arguing where you can, by the end of the encounter you're forced to concede that he might be on to something, but it makes no sense as to why he'd waste his time to tell you all this when he could be campaigning for more support.

His optics twinkle when he speaks. "It wasn't a waste." He says. "You believe me, don't you?"

He departs shortly after, citing a need to get back to that campaign of his. You watch him leave, baffled by the encounter and left wondering about the future.

That was, unfortunately, far from the last you'd see of him. He seemed to seek you out, which was crazy, because every time you spotted him you clicked your tongue and rolled your eyes.

You're strong-willed and you're smart. That's what he likes about you. It takes a while of him wearing you down with his presence before you realize you're actually fairly comfortable around him. He doesn't treat you like a subject or as the lower class bot you are, he treats you like a friend, a peer even. You give up trying to understand him and before you know it, your walls have come down and he's waltzed inside your spark.

You can't see each other with any frequency due to his busy schedule but you keep up via comms and he comes to visit you whenever he can. It's always been harder for you to travel to him all the way up in the nicer parts of Iacon but he's always told you he didn't mind.

You become confidants, he tells you about Orion Pax, his hope for the future, and his concerns and arguments with the functionists on the senate. He talks a bit about his experiments but doesn't go too deep in detail about them. They put you off a little because generally they do seem a little unethical but this is before he's willing to actively put people's life at risk, so you tentatively agree that the ends will justify his means.

[lovefazedforvenomsnake]

IDW Senator shockwave x reader

Part 1

I will definitely make part 2.

You were sent on a mission to investigate Senator Shockwave's every move by the Senate. They had suspicions him and about his ideals and made a mess of their future projects, and so you had been hired to oh, just kill him or not they did say it was your choice of course.

Your only task? Be a spy for the Senate, and investigate and report any suspicious actitude or activity from Shockwave.

You were walking, a silent shadow following him to the Museum today. Suddenly, you lost him from sight as if he just disappeared out of nowhere, You got distracted by a little sound, Where did he just go..? Shoot. You were paid to watch him and maybe kill him and not lose him.. than you see an open door, that could be where he is, phew..

hesitation hits you as you enter the door that is slightly open. As soon as you step inside, the door closes, leaving you all alone.

You see a strange and advanced laboratory. In the middle of it stands a familiar face, the one the Senate had sent you to spy.

You see him working on what appears to be a new invention, but he seems to be lost in the progress...

A long silence is present until Shockwave finally speaks up and breaks the embarrassing silence

Shockwave speaks with curiosity, and with a warm smile, he approaches you. He extends his hand and looks at you with his eyes of kindness.

"Hello! What a coincidence seeing you here! Do you need something?" He says curiously but with a happy grin on his metal faceplates

You don't know how to respond at all, so you just say what came at the edge of your processer.

"Haha... uhmm.. no? My apologies, I may have gone to the wrong room..?—"

You say embarrassingly, hiding the obvious lie in your processor. Shockwave raises his eyebrow but doesn't suspect anything yet. In a soft tone, he replies. His voice sounds friendly and easygoing, just as you heard from reports.

"I doubt there is any wrong room here. And it's alright, everyone makes mistakes, and is there anything I can help you with?"

"Well—no.."

He speaks up, questioning you. Not that you care, but you might as well just lie your way out of this, you should make it quick so he wouldn't figure out your lying..

"Are you sure there really isn't because I could help you if you need it yknow?—"

Shockwave looks at you with curiosity, and his smile remains in his faceplates, waiting for you to reply... You start to feel nervous and uneasy... But why...?

You immediately didn't reply. Why the frag do they want this kind mech dead..? You question, he seems so different to the other senators, not corrupt or anything like that.. so how could they want him dead.., he's so kind, calm.. what the frag?? For the last 6 minutes, he got a bit worried about you not replying.

Shockwave keeps looking at you, until he breaks the silence.

" are you alright?.."

His tone is kind and warm, his smile still on his face. You feel strange to look at him in the optics... They are so charming.. woah woah y/n.. you just met this mech.. anyways I better say something..

"Yea I'm fine, sorry—.."

"Sorry this is all sudden and all, but would you like to be my amica endura?—"

you say in a rushed manner, eager to make this quick so this mech wouldn't consume you with his charm anymore than he has already, he agrees to doing so, you then say you've got to go than just ran out getting far from where his.. you must admit,

.

..

.

He's just too handsome to get rid of.. you admit, this can't just be love at first sight..—

Can it..?

HELL YEA‼️‼️‼️

[solar4seekstron]

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20th

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24th

-The One that Got Away: TFIDW!Bumblebee x Cybertronian!Former Guard!GN!Reader Oneshot

-Look At That Bot!: TFA!Jetfire x Cybertronian!Team Prime!GN!Reader

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-Transformers 2007 - Chapter Two: Sam and Mikaela

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June List

1st

-OURS!!!: TFRID2015!Jetstorm x Cybertronian!Minicon!GN!Reader x TFRID2015!Slipstream Oneshot

-Arranged Marriage: TFIDE!MTMTE!Yandere!Toxic!Wing x Cybertronian!Knight!GN!Reader Oneshot

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4th

-Transformers 2007 - Chapter Three: (Pending)

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-Megatron Plan Series: Plan I - (Pending)

8th

-Trasnformers One: Megatron Family - Chapter Three: Agreement

-YOU?! Part 2: TFCyberverse!Soundwave x Cybertronian!Trainer!GN!Reader x TFCyberverse!Rodimus Oneshot

-A Free Drink For A Date?:TFIDW!MTMTE!Swerve x Cybertronian!Ship Guard!GN!Reaer Oneshot

11th

-Transformers 2007 - Chapter Four: (Pending)

-Transformers One: Before and So Forth - Chapter Four: (Pending)

-Megatron Plan Series: Plan J - (Pending)

15th

-You Changed…: TFIDW!MTMTE!Glitch/Tarn x Cybertronian!Former Partner!Now Scout!GN!Reaer Oneshot

-My Personal Nurse: Marcel!Yandere!Adult!Spider-Man x Gender-Neutral!Adult!Nurse!Reader Oneshot

-I Don’t Like Detectives Very Much: TFIDW!MYTMTE!Nightbeat x Cybertronian!Knight/Guard!GN!Reader Oneshot

18th

-Transformers 2007 - Chapter Five: (Pending)

-Transformers One: Before and So Forth - Chapter Five: (Pending)

-Megatron Plan Series: Plan K - (Pending)

22th

-Change Jobs. Now!: TFIDW!Possessive!Prowel x Cybertronian!High Council Knight/Guard!GN!Reader Oneshot

-Wow: TFRescueBotsAcacdemy!Ratchet x Whirls Auntie!Knight!Reader Oneshot

-Sunshine: TFP!Yandere!Wheeljack x Cybertronian!GN!Former Wrecker!GN!Reader Oneshot

25th

-Transformers 2007 - Chapter Six: (Pending)

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-Megatron Plan Series: Plan L - (Pending)

29th

-Past: TFIDW!MTMTE!Autobot!Megatron x Cybertronian!Former Gladiator!Now Guard!GN!Reader Oneshot

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July List

1st

-Transformers 2007 - Chapter Seven: (Pending)

-Transformers One: Before and So Forth - Chapter Seven: (Pending)

-Megatron Plan Series: Plan M - (Pending)

8th

-Transformers 2007 - Ending One: Optimus Prime

-Transformers 2007 - Ending Two: Bumblebee

-Transformers 2007 - Ending Three: Ironhide

-Transformers 2007 - Ending Four: Ratchet

-Play thing: TF1Megatron x Cybertronian!GN!FormerSentinelGuard!Reader xTF1!Dark(SG)Optimus Prime Oneshot

-The Yapper x The Listener: TFRescueBots!Heatwave x Human!Female!Teacher!Reader Oneshot

12th

-Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen - Chapter One: (Pending)

-Transformers One: Before and So Forth - Chapter Eight: (Pending)

-Megatron Plan Series: Plan N - (Pending)

15th

-Transformers 2007 - Ending Five: Barricade

-Transformers 2007 - Ending Six: Sam

-Transformers 2007 - Ending Seven: Mikaela

-Transformers 2007 - Ending Eight: Lennox

-Desires and Choices: TFIDW!SG!Optimus Prime x Cybertronian!Autobot!GN!Reader Oneshot

-Meeting The Boss: TFRID2015!Thunderhoof x Cybertronian!Femme!Doe!ClubBodyGuard!Reader Oneshot

19th

-Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen - Chapter Two: (Pending)

-Transformers One: Before and So Forth - Timeline One Sentinel: Chapter One - (Pending)

-Transformers IDW: New Beginnings - Part 3: (Pending)

22nd

-Transformers 2007 - Ending Nine: Jazz

-Transformers 2007 - Ending Ten: Megatron

-Transformers 2007 - Ending Eleven: Robert Epps

-Loose Ends: TF3!Ironhide x Cybertronian!Decepticon!OldFriend!GN!Reader Oneshot

-Old Friends, New Paths: TFE!Bumblebee x Cybertronian!RetiredBodyGuard!GN!Reader Oneshot

26th

-Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen - Chapter Three: (Pending)

-Transformers One: Before and So Forth - Timeline One Sentinel: Chapter Two - (Pending)

-Transformers IDW: New Beginnings - Part 4: (Pending)

29th

-Good Old Times: TFIDW!Blaster x Cybertronian!OldFriend!Decepticon!Taller!GN!Reader Oneshot

-Lets Make This Easy: TFIDW!Yandere!Rumble x Cassette!GN!Reader Oneshot

-Pacify Her: College AU! TF4!CollageStudent!Optimus Prime x Cybertronian!CollageStudent!GN!Reader Oneshot

August List-

3rd

-Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen - Chapter Four: (Pending)

-Transformers One: Before and So Forth - Timeline One Sentinel: Chapter Two - (Pending)

-Transformers IDW: New Beginnings - Part 5: (Pending)

6th

-Open nods, New Ties: TFIDW!MTMTE!Overlord x Cybertronian!FormerDJDMember!GN!Reader Oneshot

-Old Feelings: TFA!Ratchet x Cybertronian!DecepticonToAutobot!GN!Reader Oneshot

-Lovers Promise: TFIDW!MTMTE!Yandere!Dark!Drift x Cybertronian!FormerGaurd!GN!Reader Oneshot

10th

-Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen - Chapter Five: (Pending)

-Transformers One: Before and So Forth - Timeline One Sentinel: Chapter Three - (Pending)

-Transformers IDW - You Truly Are Something: Season 1 - Part 1: (Pending)

13th

-Transformers One: Before and So Forth - Timeline One Sentinel: Ending 1

-Transformers One: Before and So Forth - Timeline One Sentinel: Ending 2

-Traitor! Part 2: TF1!Starscream x Cybertronian!GN!Reader Oneshot

17th

-Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen - Chapter Six: (Pending)

-Transformers One: Before and So Forth - Timeline Two: Starscream/Soundwave/Shockwave: Chapter One - (Pending)

-Transformers IDW - You Truly Are Something: Season 1 - Part 2: (Pending)

20th

-Delightful: TFP!Knockout x Human!Female!Reader Oneshot

-Teddy Bear: TF5!HighCouncilLeader!Yandere!Optimus Prime x Cybertronian!Racer!EX!GN!Reader Oneshot

-Arranged Marriage 2: TFIDW!MTMTE!FantasyAU!Prince!Yandere!Toxic!Wing x FantasyAU!Cybertronian!Blacksmith!GN!Reader Oneshot

24th

-Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen - Chapter Seven: (Pending)

-Transformers One: Before and So Forth - Timeline Two: Starscream/Soundwave/Shockwave: Chapter Two - (Pending)

-Transformers IDW - You Truly Are Something: Season 1 - Part 3: (Pending)

31st

-Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen - Ending One: Optimus Prime

-Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen - Ending Two: Bumblebee

-Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen - Ending Three: Ironhide

-Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen - Ending Four: Ratchet

-Sparkmates Chapter Two: TFIDW!Kup x Cybertronian!Decepticon!GN!Reader Oneshot

September List-

3rd

-Transformers: Dark of the Moon - Chapter One: (Pending)

-Transformers One: Before and So Forth - Timeline Two: Starscream/Soundwave/Shockwave: Chapter Three - (Pending)

-Transformers IDW - You Truly Are Something: Season 1 - Part 4: (Pending)

7th

-Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen - Ending Five: Barricade

-Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen - Ending Six: Sam

-Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen - Ending Seven: Mikaela

-Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen - Ending Eight: Lennox

-Transformers One: Before and So Forth - Timeline Two: Starscream/Soundwave/Shockwave: Ending

10th

-Transformers: Dark of the Moon - Chapter Two: (Pending)

-Transformers IDW - You Truly Are Something: Season 1 - Part 5: (Pending)

14th

-Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen - Ending Nine: The Fallen

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6th - Ending Six: Cade

7th - Ending Seven: Lockdown

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10th - Ending Ten: Nemesis Prime

11th - Ending Eleveen: Hotrod

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[dindjarindiaries]

Senator's Shadow - Chapter 4

summary: Tensions rise more than ever before as you, Sergeant Hunter, and the rest of Clone Force 99 take action.

pairing: hunter (the bad batch) x fem!reader

rating: mature (18+)

tags: bodyguard romance, forbidden love, fluff & angst, emotional & physical hurt/comfort, canon-typical violence, injuries & blood, trauma, eventual/mild smut

word count: 9.769k

chapter 3 ⟸ series masterlist ⟹ chapter 5

chapter 4 ⟹

You triple checked the fastening on your holster before you let out a soft sigh and moved the skirt of your dress to conceal it. There was an invisible burn on the skin of your thigh that had been left behind by another touch days ago, and it continued to remind you of its lovely ache even now. You had half a mind to let the holster unfasten itself again, but your rationality won that battle time and time again.

The room would have been pitch black if it weren’t for the dim lights illuminating the space of your suite. Your eyes found the chrono and you raised your brow at how early it was. At least it would still be the same person greeting you outside your doors.

You kept a comfortable shawl around your shoulders as you approached the doors and let them slide open. The sergeant tensed as he spun around to face you, a careful hand set over his holster before his helmet straightened in realization. He relaxed as his visor gave you a quick once-over.

“Senator.” Hunter’s tone failed to hide his concern, his voice sending a sweet shockwave of comfort through your tired body. “I thought I heard some movement in there.”

You lifted an eyebrow. “So much for trying to stay quiet.”

Hunter huffed, though the exhale was drawn out into a longer breath. “Having trouble sleeping again?”

You tightened your lips as your gaze fell from his visor. Your shoulders lifted in a small shrug before you answered. “Sleep just feels secondary to everything else at the moment.”

Hunter lifted his arms from his sides to remove his helmet. Your gaze found his own as his brown eyes, as vulnerable and observant as ever, sparkled at you. “I understand.”

The small smile that stretched across your lips was genuine. “I know.” The two of you stared at one another for much too long before you glanced at your room over your shoulder. “I’ve been working on the plans for tonight’s mission, if you want to get an early look.”

Hunter’s brow raised. “The perks of having the last watch, huh?” You laughed and shook your head, leading him inside the room. “If Tech hears about this…”

You shot him an amused look as the doors to your room closed behind him. “None of them will hear about this, unless you’ve been enjoying all their teasing these past few days.”

Hunter rolled his eyes. “I wish I could say I wasn’t used to it.”

You had to force out a chuckle when the words struck you with an unexpected pang of jealousy. Did the sergeant often grow so close to those he served that he would be used to such teasing from his squad? You hushed your exhausted mind’s overthinking and focused on the holotable in front of you. “Here’s the village we’ll be protecting tonight.”

Hunter tightened his grasp on the helmet tucked underneath his arm as the other rested upon the edge of the holotable. “This is the one Tech identified?”

You nodded at him. “It’s pretty far from the capitol. We can make it on foot, but it could take a while.”

Hunter’s gaze slid over to you for a moment. You could have gasped at how handsome he looked with the blue light of the holo illuminating his face, highlighting the shadows around his chiseled face. “Shouldn’t be a problem for us.”

You turned to face the holomap again before you could get more flustered. “Great. We should leave before daylight’s completely gone. It’s more than likely they’ll attack right at nightfall.”

Hunter nodded in your periphery. “Echo’s been working on finding a good exit, unless you already had one in mind.”

You smiled. “I’d appreciate his insight on that. That’s the last piece we really need.”

Hunter took a deep breath, his jaw circling before he spoke. “I figure Wrecker and I will be teaming up out there to identify any explosives. I can sense most of them, and he could disarm them in his sleep.” You giggled at that. “We’ll have Crosshair positioned up high as the lookout.”

The sergeant’s eyes glazed over with worry as he paused in consideration.

“I’d prefer Tech to be monitoring comms somewhere near him. He said his ankle’s better, but I’m not convinced that it’s ready for all this action.” You couldn’t help smiling at the concern he showed for his squadmate. “Echo will be on foot ready to intercept them or cause a diversion. As for you, Senator…”

Hunter paused again, the corner of his mouth raising before he went on.

“Well, what do you want to do?”

You crossed your arms and returned his look. “I think it’s most sensible for me to pair up with Echo.”

“I’d say the same.” Hunter lifted an eyebrow. “But is that what you want to do?”

You hadn’t realized the sergeant could be this bold, especially so early in the morning—but the upcoming fight wasn’t the only storm that had been brewing ever since the welcome banquet. Your gaze remained in his as you responded. “What I want doesn’t matter. Only the safety of your squad and my people does.” You nodded before lowering your head. “That’s why we have to take the sensible approach.”

Hunter let out a soft chuckle. “My squad isn’t really used to the ‘sensible approach,’ Senator.” He took a step closer and reached his free hand towards you. The touch that had been haunting you for days found your chin, gently tilting your head back up so that your eyes met his again. You parted your lips in awe of him as he went on. “And trust me, you don’t have to sacrifice all your wants for your people’s needs.” He nodded. “You can still fulfill both.”

Your gaze searched his as you sat in the heavy silence. Your voice was nothing more than a whisper as you broke it. “Are we still talking about the plan, Sergeant?”

Hunter gave you a once-over that could have made you melt if you weren’t so well-versed in composure. “If that’s what you want, Senator.”

An unprecedented warmth blazed over you from head-to-toe as you uncrossed your arms and stared at him. Your heart raced, the blood pounding in your ears, as you slowly drew closer to him out of instinct. He didn’t move, instead letting you be the one in control of the situation. It only made you want him more.

But your nose couldn’t even brush his before your gaze fell to the hand of his that still held your chin. You lifted your hands to gently wrap around his wrist, lowering his hand and holding it politely between both of yours. With a deep breath, you spoke in a quiet yet honest voice. “What I want is to continue protecting those I care about.”

The hand on top of his gave it a small pat as you gained the faith to meet his gaze again. It was hard to read the emotions you found there, but there was an undeniable sparkle that hadn’t been there before. He had understood everything about you up to that point, and you needed him to continue doing so.

“I need that above all else.”

And there it was, the usual furrow in his brow that proved he was somehow inside your mind, understanding each motivation behind whatever you did. There we no doubt he saw it, too, the truth of what would happen if this storm broke. Any path that could potentially lead him to desertion wasn’t one you were willing to take, not with the danger that would pose to him—and his squad.

Hunter nodded as dutifully as ever. “I understand.” The lack of disappointment in his voice, exchanged for fondness, made the pill much easier to swallow.

You managed a smile for him. “Of course you do.”

Hunter returned your smile with a sweet huff. You freed his hand as your arms returned to your sides. He was back to his usual cadence as he spoke again. “I didn’t realize you were so passionate about mission plans, Senator.”

Your ears burned, but you didn’t fight the way your smile grew in amusement at his words. “I’m very passionate about a lot of things, Sergeant.” You gave yourself a moment to enjoy the warm flush that spread across his cheeks before you looked at the holomap again. “So, I’ll position myself with Echo.”

“I’m sure he’ll appreciate the help.” Hunter continued to wear a fond smile even as he looked upon the holographic plans. “Usually, it’s him and Tech, but… not with Tech’s ankle.”

You raised a curious brow. “Is Crosshair always alone, then?”

Hunter hummed. “He likes it that way.” His gaze slid over to you. “Wrecker doesn’t do heights, Echo can’t stay still, and Tech doesn’t really do silence.”

Your lips spread wide in an amused smile. “And you, Sergeant?”

Hunter shrugged, raising his chin as he began to return your smile. “I’m a man of action, Senator.”

You giggled, the sound more giddy than you had hoped it would be, and glanced down at your feet for a moment. “I had a feeling you’d say that.”

“I’m not surprised.” You lifted your head up to face him again, though he had already focused back on the dimly lit plans. The hint of a smile still tugged at the corner of his mouth even as he changed the subject. “I can’t imagine wearing our armor will be an option with all this secrecy.”

“Actually, you can wear it, and you should.” Hunter’s head snapped towards you at that. “I have a solution.”

Hunter tilted his head. “What kind of a solution?”

“A simple one.” You shrugged him off and adjusted the wrap that was still sitting on your shoulders. “You’ll see it later tonight.”

Hunter set his free hand on his hip. “A surprise, huh?”

The material of the wrap began to gently slide off your shoulders, and you let it pool at your elbows. “You’ll find that I’m full of them.”

It was hard to miss Hunter’s gaze flickering over you at the quick action, and even harder to miss the tightening of his jaw as he turned back to the holotable one more time. He paused to take a deep breath before speaking again. “Well, I should get back out there before anyone notices I’m gone.”

You nodded and considered teasing him, but let it go for now. “Right.”

Hunter returned your nod, and you deactivated the holotable as he turned towards the doors. He only made it a few steps before the internal battle you were having with yourself decided on a victor.

“Sergeant?”

Hunter stopped in his tracks, turning over his shoulder to face you again without hesitation.

You smiled at him once more. “Thank you.”

His earnest brow furrowed together. “For what, Senator?”

“For understanding.” Your gaze gave him the same once-over he had given you earlier. “All of it.”

Hunter nodded dutifully, but the action couldn’t fully hide the hard swallow he took. “It’s not easy being a leader.” He gestured with his head to the doors behind him. “I’m always here if you want to talk.”

You beamed and echoed your own words from before. “I know.”

Hunter offered one last small smile before he turned back to the doors, sliding his helmet on as they opened for him. You watched him go until the doors hid him from sight once again. With a deep exhale, you ran your hand along your forehead, resisting the burning ache in your chest that demanded you bring him back in and finish whatever he was going to let you start.

This fight was taking an entirely different type of strength from you, and it wasn’t something you could have ever trained yourself for.

From there, the rest of the day proceeded as usual, with you attending diplomatic meetings while Clone Force 99 continued to sweep the perimeter—and no doubt did whatever smaller tasks they had to for the mission that night. You were still focused on your attempts to reach a peaceful compromise through diplomacy, even if you knew the effort was in vain. You weren’t one to give up easily.

But there was nothing like exchanging your gown for your tactical clothes. You could breathe easier as you laced up your boots and secured your holster over the material on your thigh rather than vice versa. Having better access to your blaster and knife provided you with a security you hadn’t felt since you landed onworld—at least, when you weren’t in the presence of Clone Force 99.

After triple checking you had everything ready for yourself and for the squad, you approached the doors. They opened, and immediately, Tech turned to face you, looking up from his datapad as he did so.

“Tech, hail the squad.” You nodded at him with a small smile. “It’s time we get ready to go.”

Tech returned your nod. “Yes, Senator.” He then shifted away to speak into the comms. “Hunter, the senator is ready for us.”

“Great.” You had to bite your cheek to keep your smile from growing at the sound of Hunter’s voice. “Let’s move out, boys.”

You heard the sound of some of their doors opening, but Tech spoke before you could truly focus on it. “I have to say, Senator, that was very punctual. The calculations I made for how much time you would require clearly underestimated you.” He set his datapad on his belt and tilted his helmet. “My apologies.”

You let out a soft laugh and set a hand on his shoulder. “There’s no need to apologize, Tech. I appreciate you keeping us on schedule.”

Tech’s eyes brightened at your praise before he nodded once more. You lowered your hand and looked to the side, where your gaze unsurprisingly connected with Hunter’s visor.

He had stopped in his tracks, and though his helmet barely moved, you could still feel the heat of his stare observing your new look. You resisted the urge to break your gaze even as your ears started to burn. The sergeant only came to his senses when Wrecker knocked his shoulder against Hunter’s as he passed him by. You chuckled as you watched Hunter give his helmet a few small shakes before closing the distance over to you.

You gestured with your head to the suite behind you as you faced the group. “Let’s make this quick.”

They all nodded, giving you the freedom to turn around and lead them inside. You reached for the pile you had made on the table and faced them once again.

“Here.” You began to distribute the black fabric to each of them, recalling the order in which you had stacked their sizes. “You’ll need these.”

“What are they?” Echo was the first one to ask.

“Hooded ponchos.” The last one you had to hand out was Hunter’s, and his gloved hands brushed yours as he took it. You somehow pushed down the rush of warmth the small moment brought you. “These will help to keep your armor concealed, including your helmets.”

“Cool,” Wrecker breathed as he slid it on over his broad figure. “Do you have one too, Senator?”

You raised an eyebrow at him. “Kind of.”

There was no missing the smile in Hunter’s modulated voice as he spoke next. “What a nice surprise.”

You flashed him a smile of your own. “I’m full of them.” You caught the fond tilt of Hunter’s helmet before you began to walk over to the holotable. “We’ll make the briefing quick so we can stay on schedule.”

“That would be wise,” Tech chimed in, even as he finished adjusting the poncho on his lean frame. Crosshair fixed Tech’s hood when it failed to make it over the antenna on his helmet.

“I’m sure you’ve done plenty of research and preparation on your own, which will help this go even faster.” You illuminated the display, which you had since added red markers to. Each marker indicated a person’s designated position, following what you and Hunter had discussed that morning. “Sergeant Hunter and Wrecker will be searching for any explosives they may have planted.”

“Oh, yeah!” Wrecker cheered.

“To disarm them,” Hunter reminded him.

“Oh.” Wrecker attempted to shrug off his disappointment. “Yeah.”

“Echo and I will be covering for them on the ground.” You pointed out your and Echo’s entry markers. Echo’s gaze flashed with surprise, but he nodded dutifully nonetheless. “Crosshair, we need you to keep watch up here and be ready to lay down additional cover.” Crosshair looked pleased at that, crossing his arms as he nodded. “And Tech, you’ll be sticking with Crosshair to monitor comms and help him analyze the situation from a distance.”

Tech’s eyes widened behind his goggles as he lifted a finger. “I typically complete those kinds of calculations and functions on the ground as well, Senator, if you would like me to join you and Echo for additional—.”

Hunter’s voice was low as he cut him off. “Not happening.” His visor looked pointedly at Tech’s ankle. “Running around on that injury in the dark is asking for trouble. You need to heal.”

Tech sighed. “I have told you, Hunter, that the ligaments in my ankle are much stronger now. I am more than capable of navigating this terrain without an issue.”

“Still.” Hunter lifted his helmet from his head to convey his severity to Tech. “You’re staying with Crosshair this time. That’s an order.”

Tech let out an annoyed exhale, but ultimately nodded. Crosshair snickered and rocked his shoulder against Tech’s as he spoke. “Lucky me.”

Hunter’s gaze slid over to you, no doubt catching the small smile you were wearing at the sight of his protectiveness for his squad. “You were saying, Senator?”

You shrugged. “That’s really it. Otherwise, just remember to keep your blasters on stun. The less injuries, the better.”

Hunter reached for something on his belt and handed it to you. “Here’s one of our extra comms.” He nodded as he closed your fingers around it. “In case you get separated.”

You returned his nod. “Thank you, Sergeant.” Hunter was beaming, despite the worry that swam in the depths of his gaze. You wished you could reassure him, but a new thought came to mind, and you had to focus on your audience. “Echo, how did getting an exit go?”

“Well, Senator, I definitely found one.” Echo removed his helmet, revealing his furrowed brow as he did so. “But you’re not gonna like it.” His gaze found Hunter as his voice lowered. “Neither are you.”

You and Hunter responded at the same time. “Why?”

Echo exhaled and walked over to an armoire that was meant to hold outerwear jackets. His fingers tested the edges until he pressed down, and the armoire slowly turned to reveal a dark, stone-walled corridor. Your jaw dropped, and when you stole a glance at Hunter, you saw his jaw tensed and his eyes widened to double their usual size.

There were a thousand questions running through your mind, but you made yourself pick the one that would most benefit the situation at hand. “Where does it lead to?”

Echo gestured with his head to the nearest viewport. “The outside, behind some decorative flora.”

You offered him an impressed raise of your brow. “How did you find it?”

Hunter wasn’t as eager. “And why didn’t you say anything earlier?”

“I was able to access the schematics.” Echo lifted his right arm. “I wanted to make sure it actually existed before I said anything.” Echo paused to look into the corridor. “Now we know it’s real.”

You nodded at him. “This is perfect, Echo.”

“Perfect?” Hunter was appalled when you turned to meet his gaze. “Senator, this gives them easy access to your private quarters. What if they use it to—.”

“Relax, Sarge.” Crosshair’s cool tone contrasted greatly against Hunter’s hot frustration and concern. “Nothing’s happened to her yet.”

“And now we know about it, like Echo said,” Wrecker added. “We can keep an extra eye out.”

“Exactly.” You lifted your brow at Hunter. “It’s just as much our advantage as it is theirs. Now we can come and go for these missions as we please.”

Tech was the last one to chime in. “Your concern is unwarranted.”

Hunter gave the group one last disbelieving look before he sighed and nodded. “You’re right.” It wasn’t hard to see the gears of his mind turning as he went on. “Just know we’ll have to start doubling up our watch shifts. One at the doors, and one wherever this leads.”

Echo was the voice of reason. “If that’s what the senator wants.”

You had to resist laughing as you looked at Hunter again. His eyes pleaded with you, and you weren’t strong enough to deny him. It was a well-founded concern that made your chest warm. “Whatever puts you at ease, Sergeant. For now…” you turned to Echo and nodded, “we have to get going.”

“That is correct.” Tech looked down at his datapad, which no doubt displayed a chrono for him. “We will be off schedule if we delay any longer.”

You turned off the holotable and walked over to where your own hood and half-mask awaited you. “Echo,” you set both items in place, “care to lead the way?”

Echo nodded, setting his helmet back over his head and covering it with his hood. You looked over to see Hunter doing the same, though you were still able to catch his worried eye before it disappeared from view. You were the first to follow Echo inside, with the other four bringing up the rear. It was Tech who pressed whatever Echo had to close the armoire’s entrance, and the group all activated their torches to light up the corridor.

“It looks like this place hasn’t been touched for years,” Echo commented as you inhaled the stale air and passed plenty of abandoned cobwebs.

“I wonder why it exists,” you mused.

“It was likely installed by a previous ruler or diplomat who occupied the suite you’re currently residing in,” Tech theorized, unable to help himself. “This would have been a critical means of escape in the event of an emergency or threat to their life, which is quite often the case for people in power.”

“Trust me, I get it,” you murmured.

There was a hand on your back, but it was familiar enough to keep you from reacting to it. You looked over to see Hunter at your side, his helmet tilted. You offered him a reassuring nod, along with a smile you couldn’t resist. He returned the nod and lowered his hand, taking his previous place a few steps behind you.

After a few stairs and a turn around a dark corner, the group came upon the exterior door. It took a few seconds for Echo to find the activation, and once he did, the door slid open the same way the armoire had. He stepped out first and cleared the area before inviting you and the squad to do the same.

“You weren’t lying, Echo.” You barely dodged the branches of a hedge as he guided your way around the flora. “This is right in the middle of the gardens.”

Hunter made his way closer to the front of the group. “It’s good at concealing the entrance.”

“It is.” Echo agreed with the sergeant before turning his helmet to you. “You’re gonna have to lead from here, Senator.”

You nodded. “All right, everyone. Get ready for a trek.”

You then ran forward, blending in with the darkness of the night thanks to your wardrobe. The squad followed at your heels, with everyone maintaining the silence as you traversed your way through the forests of Eirus. Only the sounds of your feet treading upon the foliage and the chirping of nightlife could be heard—at least, for most of you. You weren’t sure what else Hunter was, or could be, picking up on.

You were nearly there when Hunter set a gentle hand on your shoulder to stop you. His other hand was raised in a fist, which signaled the rest of the squad to pause as well. You watched as Hunter bent low to the ground and picked up some of the dirt, sifting it between his gloved fingers.

Hunter’s voice was low when he spoke. “They’ve been through here.” He stood back up to his full height and faced the squad. “Crosshair, head up.” Hunter pointed to a nearby tree, and Crosshair nodded back he shouldered his rifle and began to climb. “Tech, stay low.”

Tech nodded and drew his blaster as he crept close to the trunk of the tree Crosshair was climbing. Hunter released a gentle breath as he turned to you and Echo, though his visor lingered on you.

“We’ll split up here. I can’t sense much yet, but we’ll stay in touch.” Hunter gestured to his helmet.

“Sounds good.” You nodded, but within your chest, a feeling of dread crept up at the idea of separating. “You two stay safe, okay?” You forced the feeling away by focusing on Wrecker. “Sorry, Wrecker, but I don’t want to see any explosions.”

Wrecker huffed. “This one time, Senator, I’ll agree with ya’.” He clapped a hand on your shoulder. “We’ll be fine.”

Hunter gestured with his helmet to Wrecker. “What he said.”

You smiled and nodded once more, turning to face Echo. Yet there was a familiar hand that found yours in the dark, his fingers brushing yours with a gentle squeeze before he pushed ahead into the foliage. You stared after Hunter in awe for a moment, your chest warming with an entirely different feeling as you focused on Echo.

The ARC trooper nodded at you. “Ready, Senator?”

You raised your blaster with a small smile. “After you, Echo.”

He tilted his helmet in a substitution for a smile before running ahead. You followed him closely, using the foliage for cover as you went. You were surprised when the silence between the two of you was broken by Echo, whose tone was as eager as you had ever heard it. “So… you and Hunter, huh?”

Your eyes widened as you flashed him a surprised look. “What?” You hoped you sounded as surprised as you felt, and that the burning of your ears was the only thing giving you away.

Echo chuckled. “I’m only kidding, Senator.” His helmet gave you a quick glance. “But I have to say, he’s really taken a liking to you.”

The warmth was impossible to fight, even if you were able to keep your face straight. “Is that so?” Echo paused to nod at you before he kept going. You followed, but your curiosity couldn’t contain itself. “What makes you say that?”

“Well, even though I’m still fairly new to the squad, it's always been clear that politicians are not Hunter’s specialty. But the way he acts around you?” He shook his helmet in a genuine kind of disbelief. “It’s something I’ve never seen before.”

You couldn’t fight the smile any longer, but you at least aimed it towards your feet as you watched them traverse the terrain. “Really? That surprises me.”

“I mean, I’m surprised he’s even letting me be the one to pair up with you on this mission.” Echo stopped, encouraging you to do the same as the two of you sat along the edge of the foliage. “He’s very, very insistent about your safety.”

You beamed and hoped it was hidden behind the mask that covered the lower half of your face. “I feel the same way about his safety, and that of the rest of your squad.” You took a deep breath as your worries started to return. “You’re all risking a lot for me.”

Echo tilted his helmet at you. “That’s what we do, Senator. We know the risks.” He huffed. “And this squad loves them.”

You laughed softly and shook your head. “You have a wonderful squad, Echo. You’re very fortunate.”

“I am.” Echo reached forward to set his hand on your shoulder. “But as far as I’m concerned, it’s your squad right now, too.” His tone became even more lighthearted as he went on. “Hunter’s not the only one you’ve won over.”

You grinned at him, despite the fact he couldn’t see it beneath your mask. “Thank you, Echo. Truly. That’s very kind of you.” He nodded and lowered his hand. With a deep breath, you gestured with your head towards the outskirts of the nearby village. “With all that being said, what’s your play?”

Echo’s visor scanned the border. “Usually, I wait for one of two things. First, any suspicious movement along the edges.” He pointed towards the buildings closest to you. “Second, anything reported by the squad.”

“And if it’s quiet for a while?”

Echo lifted a hand to his helmet. “I check in.” He pressed down. “Hunter, we’re in position. How are things going so far?”

“They look busy,” Crosshair’s voice spoke into the earpiece you’d attached to the comm Hunter had given you. “Not sure if it’s because they’re finding things or if they’re still looking.”

“According to the patterns of the other attacks, it is likely there will be at least three explosives planted throughout the village,” Tech informed the group. “Hunter is aware of this, and they are seeking out these three. Given that this is a smaller village, however, there may be less.”

“Or more,” you breathed in worry, but didn’t activate the comm.

“More?” Echo’s visor stared at you.

“It could be a part of their strategy.” You furrowed your brow as the pieces started to come together. “A more brutal attack on a small village like this would expedite the people’s desire to get a resolution.”

“And make them more desperate.” Echo finished the thought for you. He cursed and activated his comm again. “Hunter, Wrecker, be on the lookout for more than three.”

“More?” Tech repeated the word just as Echo had before.

You chimed in before Tech could go on. “This could be their play. Attacking a small village like this with more brutality would get the people of Eirus to do whatever it takes to make these attacks stop.”

“The senator’s right.” Your heart dropped into your stomach at the haunted sound of Hunter’s voice. “Echo, Senator, I hope you two are good at disarming explosives. Wrecker and I are gonna need some backup.”

You and Echo shared a tense look, and Echo was the one bold enough to ask the question you were both thinking of. “How many are there?”

“Too many. It’s a hell of a lot more than three.”

You closed your eyes and composed yourself with a breath. You had faced odds much higher than this during your freedom fighting days, but with all those same allies now working against you, the weight of it all was much heavier. “We’ll start searching on the eastern half,” Echo assured Hunter.

“Be careful.”

The pure concern in Hunter’s tone wasn’t lost through the comms. You lifted yours to your mask. “You too.”

“How touching.” Crosshair’s tone was as cool as ever as he spoke once again. “But you two better get a move on, Echo. You’ve got hostiles inbound.”

“Already?” Echo sighed and readied his blaster. You did the same. “Great.”

“I hope you’re ready for some action, Echo.” You kept your tone light as you tilted your head at him.

Echo huffed and waved his blaster around. “Let’s just hope I’m not rusty after this little break of ours.”

You chuckled and let him lead the way. While you might have been a freedom fighter, Echo was an ARC trooper of the Republic, and those were credentials you could never surpass. He stuck to the shadows, using your dark clothing to your advantage, and kept moving until he could spot the hostiles Crosshair had pointed out. They weren’t anyone you could recognize, at least not from this distance.

Echo let out a breath. “I know we’re the diversion, but… we need a diversion.”

You wasted no time leaning down to the dirt to grab a stone and throwing it in the opposite direction of where you were headed. It made impact with the side of a building, catching the hostiles’ attention as they jogged off in that direction.

Echo’s visor gave you an incredulous look. “How did you know that would work?”

You shrugged. “Not all these people are trained fighters. They’ll get jumpy at any sound they hear.” You gestured with your blaster to the way ahead. “Come on.”

You and Echo ran forward, finally reaching the edge of the village. Your search for explosives began on the outermost exteriors of the sparse village’s infrastructure, and it came up fruitless until you got to your fourth building. “Senator,” Echo announced, his voice a hushed whisper. “We’ve got one.”

You looked over his shoulder and saw the circular explosive. It had no indication of when it would detonate, and that meant only one thing. “They have to be activated.”

Echo’s visor found your gaze again. “We have no idea when they’re gonna be set off.”

You lifted the comm to your mask again. “Tech, do you have any data on what time the past attacks have taken place?”

“I do.” Tech was quick to answer, and even quicker to provide said data. “The times have been rather inconsistent, but… they do follow an odd pattern.”

“What kind of pattern?” Echo questioned.

“They always take place at the top of the hour.” Your blood started to roar in your ears. “Strategically speaking, that’s not very sound.”

You found your voice again. “What time is it now?”

“Nine minutes until the hour.”

Your heart dropped into your stomach. You and Echo shared a look that didn’t need expressions to be understood. Echo lifted his hand to his helmet. “Hunter, Wrecker, are you hearing this?”

“Affirmative.” Hunter somehow sounded calm and worried at the same time. He projected a comfort that was nothing short of admirable. “Wrecker’s already disarmed four of them on our side. It shouldn’t be long before we can help you two out.” You exhaled an anxious breath. “Crosshair, keep an eye on those hostiles. We might need you to make some stun shots for us.”

“I read you loud and clear.” Crosshair sounded enthusiastic—at least, as much as he possibly could.

“All right, Senator, I can disarm these.” Echo got right down to business. “I may not be as good as Wrecker, but I’ve got the tools for it.” He raised his right arm.

You nodded. “Be careful, Echo. I’ll lay down cover and keep searching.”

Echo returned your nod before he attended to the first explosive. You stayed close, but kept your blaster raised and studied the closest buildings you could for more. There were none you could see, and you didn’t know whether that relieved you or worried you.

It wasn’t long before Echo joined you again. “That’s one down,” he assured you. “Have you seen any others?”

“Not yet.” You grimaced as you turned a corner. “Assuming I haven’t missed any.”

“Trust your eyes, Senator.” Echo’s encouragement was a comfort you needed. “We don’t have time to double check.”

You nodded, focusing back on your surroundings. It was a delicate balance of staying quiet, moving fast, and checking every single thing your eyes touched—all while trying to evade enemies you couldn’t even see. Echo found a second, and while he disarmed that, you heard Crosshair over the comms again.

“Hunter, Wrecker, watch your six. Hostiles are about to round the corner.”

You bit your cheek in worry for them. The last thing you wanted was to have to actually stun anyone. It would be a whole lot more covert if you and the squad were able to get in and leave without any signs of detection, and an unconscious fighter would be the least helpful way to achieve that.

“Five minutes,” Tech warned.

Your chest was burning at the fast pace of your heartbeat as Echo finished disarming. You pushed onward, soon finding a third to Echo to work on. Your voice was a whisper as you spoke to the ARC trooper. “Where the hell did they get all these explosives from?”

“If the Separatists are backing them, then I’d expect they’d have a pretty endless supply.” Echo managed to answer even as he attended to the explosive.

You shook your head. “That’s who they really want in control of our homeworld.” The thought alone made you sick. “People who give them the resources to destroy our villages.”

“Sometimes, people lose sight of what they’re actually fighting for.” Echo provided the wise words as he finished. “It’ll never be enough for them.” He gestured with his helmet to the way ahead. “Let’s keep moving.”

You quickened your pace even as you remained attentive to every single thing you passed. You heard nothing more from Hunter and Wrecker, which hopefully meant that they averted the hostiles on their own. Echo was working on his fourth when you heard footsteps. Your grip around your blaster tightened. “Echo, we’re about to have some company.”

He lifted his free hand to the side of his helmet. “Crosshair—.”

He was too late. Two figures turned the corner, and you hesitated on the trigger for only a moment. It was the right call.

Hunter and Wrecker lowered their blasters before they jogged over to you. “We finally caught up to you,” Hunter said, his voice breathless as he looked between you and Echo. “How’d it go?”

“Assuming you searched everywhere else,” Echo started, “then this is the last one.”

“Three minutes.” Tech’s voice was as even as ever as he delivered the update. “At this time, I would recommend retreating back to the forest, in the event that there are any you missed.”

“I agree,” Hunter responded. “Echo, once you’re done, we’re heading out.”

“Shouldn’t we do a quick sweep before we go?” You couldn’t help speaking up on behalf of your people. “Respectfully, Sergeant, I don’t want to take the chance that any more of my people are hurt tonight. I’ll do it myself if I have to.”

Hunter’s shoulders rose and fell in consideration, and he tilted his helmet before he responded. “You don’t have to do it alone. I’ll stay with you.” He looked at Echo as the ARC trooper finished with the last explosive. “Echo, Wrecker, head back to cover. The senator and I will be right behind you.”

You would have smiled if the stakes weren’t so high. Wrecker and Echo shared a look before they nodded, with Echo’s hand patting your shoulder as he and Wrecker headed for the trees. You and Hunter began to backtrack the way you came as you offered him a quick glance. “Are you sensing anything?”

“Not yet.” Hunter’s steps began to slow. “At least, not explosives.” He began to turn his helmet over his shoulder. You followed the movement, holding tight to your blaster—but as you did so, you spotted something else.

It only took a split second for you to raise your blaster over Hunter’s shoulder and pull the trigger. One of the attackers hit the ground as you stunned them, causing Hunter’s helmet to whip in that direction. He knew exactly where to aim as he stunned the other one he had sensed behind him.

Hunter lifted his fingers to his helmet. “We’ve been spotted. Tech, monitor comms. Until then, Plan Double Zero.”

You furrowed your brow. “What does that entail?”

Hunter kept his voice low as the two of you began to pick up your pace once again. “Radio silence. I’m not taking the chance that we’re gonna be heard.” You nodded at that, allowing him to go on. “We’ll make contact once we know it’s safe.”

Just as you were about to turn your last corner, a shot rang out from that direction. You and Hunter both rolled to evade their fire, making it behind the cover of a building as you prepared to retaliate. Hunter’s body was shielding you from the direction of their fire, but they still had the open ground. He emerged a few times to shoot, but he hadn’t yet landed any shots.

“We’re pinned down.” Hunter somehow continued to sound calm even as he presented the dire reality of your situation. It began to make more sense as he reached for something on his belt. “I have an idea. When I tell you to run, you run as fast as you can, and you shoot if you see anyone in your path. Okay?”

You nodded. “Okay.”

Hunter returned your nod and faced the corner of the building again. He then pressed the button on the item in his hand and rolled it along the ground. It made a sound akin to that of a small explosion, and you saw the smoke that started to cloud the area just before Hunter gave the order. “Run!”

You both rose from your feet at the same time, and you kept him in front of you as you ran. The smoke bomb made it hard to see where you were going, but Hunter guided your path, the circles of his stun shots illuminating the space even more as he finally took down the hostiles in your path. For a moment, you could breathe in relief.

Then, you saw something else flashing in the smoke, a light that only got more and more rapid.

“Sergeant!” You cried out, causing his helmet to whip around. “We didn’t get them all!”

His visor stopped on something behind you, and he lunged in your direction. Hunter’s arms wrapped around you as he swung you in front of him and acted as your shield. All you could hear was a single blaster shot ringing out before the explosion dominated every other sense.

You hadn’t even remembered flying through the air or hitting the ground. The next thing you knew, there were two hands on the side of your face, which was no longer covered by your mask. You blinked your eyes open as best as you could, though the smoke and ash made them burn. You inhaled and instantly began to cough.

That’s when the helmet was placed over your head. The filter inside of it facilitated your breathing, and in just a few long seconds, you were able to get a grip on your senses once again. You sat up on your elbows as the hands that were on your face moved to your shoulders, and even though it was quite the adjustment getting used to the view through the sergeant’s visor, you could see Hunter kneeling over you.

“There you go.” Hunter’s worried eyes were giving you a once-over. “Are you okay?”

You let out a groan as you sat up more. “Yeah, I’m fine.” You rolled your neck. “Just winded.”

Hunter nodded in relief. “Good.”

You smiled, believing him to be in the same condition as you, but that quickly faded when his eyelids began to flutter. Your brow furrowed as you snapped back into action, your hands now finding his shoulders as you assessed him. “Sergeant? What is it?”

You didn’t receive an answer. Hunter’s head hung low before he keeled over, landing on his side. Your heart leaped into your throat as you rose to your knees and held the side of his face.

“Hunter? Hunter?!” You tapped his cheek, but he didn’t wake. You cursed and observed him more closely, and that’s all it took to notice the scarlet on his left side.

It was then that you remembered the blaster shot you had heard before the blast. The shot was what Hunter was actually protecting you from, and part of it had clipped him badly enough to start bleeding him out.

You swallowed down a panicked gasp and leapt into action. The radio silence kept you from calling the squad for help, but you refused to wait for them, anyway. You would do it on your own.

For a moment, you observed where you were. The blast had at least knocked you both closer to the woods, and it was an area that was even more familiar than where you had been before. There was a hidden base from your freedom fighting days on this side of the village’s forest, and if you were lucky, it would still be completely abandoned.

The only challenge would be getting Hunter’s deadweight there.

Stars, give me strength. You rose to your feet and removed Hunter’s helmet from your head, placing it over his own to protect him. You hooked your arms around Hunter’s shoulders and pulled up, grunting as you used all your strength to do so. The adrenaline made you a hell of a lot stronger as you started to drag Hunter away from the heavy smoke and flames.

As you made your way to the secret base, your strength began to wither more and more, but you refused to stop. Hunter had sacrificed himself to save you from both a lethal bolt and an explosion, and you were going to give him that same effort right back. That wound could bleed him out if it wasn’t treated soon, and you weren’t going to let that happen.

You allowed yourself only a few breaks before you finally saw the outline of the old base. Thankfully, it was completely unattended, which likely meant the attackers of this village weren’t any of the fighters you were familiar with. You groaned with each movement as you heaved yourself and Hunter inside the rickety shelter, one that blended in well enough with the surrounding nature to keep the two of you secure for a while.

You propped Hunter up along the farthest wall and removed his pack from his back. Taking his torch and your own, you set them up to illuminate the dark space for you to see. You removed Hunter’s helmet and grimaced at the way his head hung in unconsciousness. Your hand cupped his cheek.

“I wish I could ask your permission, Sergeant,” you spoke to the open air. “But I have to save your life.”

You wasted no more time removing his poncho and the pieces of armor on his upper body, attempting to give yourself better access to his side. Once they were removed, you lifted the top half of his blacks, pulling the material over his head and tossing it aside with the rest. There would have been quite a sight to see if you weren’t so tunnel-visioned on the bleeding wound in his side.

Like any good leader, Hunter had a fully equipped medpac in his pack, and you broke it open to start attending to the wound. Your hands were precise even as they trembled, cleaning the wound and pressing on it to stop the bleeding the best you could. After a few minutes of pressure, you reached for the treatments, disinfecting the wound and coating it in at least three generous layers of bacta. The last touch was a bacta patch that you secured in place with a wrap.

It was only then you exhaled, knowing that your part was done. All you could do now was wait for him to wake.

You calmed your nerves by keeping yourself busy. The contents of Hunter’s pack also included emergency food and water, and you held on to the latter along with a dose of pain medication. It was in the midst of this careful organization that you finally heard Hunter stir.

The sergeant groaned as he attempted to push himself off the wall. You were quick to sit up more and set a hand on his bare shoulder, urging him back against the wall. “Easy, Sergeant.” You met his worried gaze and nodded. “It’s okay. You’re safe now.”

Hunter tried to exhale a relieved breath, but he cut himself off with a tight growl as it tugged on his sensitive wound. “That’s not what I was worried about,” he confessed through gritted teeth.

You smiled and shook your head. “I’m fine. You, on the other hand…” you let the panic of all these events show for only a moment in your trembling voice, “you had a close call.”

Hunter’s gaze softened at you before it lowered to his patched up side. “I’ve had worse.” His brow furrowed as he looked up at you again. “How did we get here?” Hunter’s curious eyes observed your surroundings. “Where even are we?”

“It’s an old base. No one else will know about it.” You raised an eyebrow. “If they did, they’d be making use of it.” You gestured with your head to the entrance somewhere behind you. “I brought you here.”

Hunter’s eyes widened. “By yourself?”

You huffed. “I’m stronger than you think, Sergeant. Remember what I said before?” You ran your thumb over his shoulder. “I’m full of surprises.”

The corners of Hunter’s lips began to rise as he lifted his brow. “You really are, Senator.”

You returned his smile, though it started to fade as you focused on the hand you still had on his bare shoulder. You pulled it away and looked down as shyness overtook you. “I’m sorry I couldn’t ask your permission to… access your wound.”

Hunter’s hand found your chin just as it had earlier that morning, tilting your head up until your gaze met his again. His eyes sparkled at you even in the darkness of the base. “You don’t have to apologize for saving my life.”

You chuckled and raised your brow. “You saved mine first.”

Hunter shrugged, wincing at the movement. “I guess that makes us even.” He lowered his hand from your chin as he attempted to push himself up more.

You watched him with a careful eye before reaching for the water and pain relief. “Here.” You handed them off to him. “You’ll need this.”

Hunter smiled as he took them from you. “Thank you.” He took the medicine and swallowed it down, and you had to look away to fight the way the action flustered you for no good reason. As he set the water aside, he approached a new subject. “Where’s the squad?”

You sighed and shook your head. “Don’t know. We’re still radio silent.”

Hunter’s brow rose. “Still?”

You nodded. “Tech hasn’t said anything. The area must not be secure yet.”

Hunter’s gaze looked beyond you for a moment, no doubt focusing on the entrance to the base. “We have to get back to them.”

He started to sit up again, and you set a hand on his shoulder again. “Not in your condition. You have to rest more.”

Hunter furrowed his brow. “They could be knee-deep in combat right now. I can’t let them fight alone.”

You wanted to soften for him, but your concern wouldn’t allow it. “They can handle themselves, and you know that. They would want you to take care of yourself if they knew you were hurt.”

Hunter didn’t let up. “I’m not abandoning my squad.”

You exhaled a curt breath. “You won’t be helping anyone if you rush into a fight in this condition.”

When Hunter gently eased your hand off his shoulder and began to sit up more, you set both your hands firmly upon his chest, moving your body in front of him to act as a wall that kept him from pushing forward more.

Your voice left no room for argument as you gave the order. “You need to rest, Sergeant.”

Hunter’s stare never left yours as he responded. “I can’t rest when I’m this close to you, Senator.”

His words took you aback in a way you hadn’t expected. Your breath caught in your throat as you, too, observed how close the two of you had gotten. Your gaze fell to your hands, watching the way his scarred chest rose and fell in steady breaths underneath your palms. Your right hand was close enough to his heart to feel the way it raced, moving at nearly the same quick pace as your own.

And there it was again, the touch on your chin that urged you to drown in the depths of Hunter’s gaze. Everything shifted as the previous frustration you both held was exchanged for another, one that had been simmering between the two of you from the moment he first kissed your hand on Coruscant.

The invitation was there again. Hunter didn’t move, but he gave you the freedom to. This time, you didn’t weigh yourself down with the what-ifs, as Echo’s words and reassurances from before rang through the back of your mind instead. You moved closer to Hunter until his nose brushed yours, drawing a quiet, anticipatory breath from your lungs.

Even then, Hunter didn’t move. The choice was all yours. And this time, you were going to make the right one.

Your lips slotted over his in a way that felt natural, albeit still quite shy. You tested the waters as you breathed into him once, staying close enough to keep his nose against yours as you pulled away. He had given you the first choice, and you were giving him the second.

You wanted him to want it as badly as you did, and you wanted so much more. Thankfully, he did too.

Hunter’s hand slid from your jaw to the back of your neck, pulling your mouth back to his with the same desperation and desire that had been forcing deep down inside yourself. The shyness had all but vanished as your lips molded together, moving in perfect sync as your exploration of one another deepened. You raised a hand to the back of his hair as his free hand ran over the back of your leg, encouraging you to take your place upon him.

The moment his tongue pushed through, you lost any last shred of control you had, tightening your grasp on his locks as the fingernails on your other hand grazed over the skin of his chest. His hand on your thigh tightened and drew a pleased sigh from you that you released into him. There wasn’t a chance you were separating from him, not yet—and if you had it your way, not ever.

But Hunter had other ideas. He broke away only to lower his face to your neck, praising the sensitive skin there in a way you had never felt before. Your eyelids fluttered as you fought for some shred of sanity, but you couldn’t keep quiet. Your hand found his upper arm, and you gave it a squeeze to ground yourself as you practically cried out. “Hunter…”

It was the pleased hum against your neck that truly stole your last breath. You couldn’t take another moment apart, no matter how good this felt. The hand in his hair urged him back, and as soon as you had access, your mouth and your tongue were his yet again.

There was no conceiving how long this went on, and it didn’t matter. Nothing did, not as long as you were connected to him in this way. The adrenaline of everything that had happened was creating a dangerous mixture with the affection and desire that had long since been left unaddressed, and it was too addictive for either one of you to ignore.

Until the comm on your belt began to chime.

“Comms are clear,” Tech announced. “So is the area, as far as Crosshair and I can tell.”

You and Hunter broke apart, lips lingering as his mouth kept your upper lip captured in sweet surrender. You shared panting breaths in the air between you as your gazes met one another. It was hard to make sense of anything when all you could feel and taste was him.

But you could still tell Echo’s voice was worried even through the haze of your stolen moment with Hunter. “Does anyone have eyes on Hunter and the senator? Wrecker and I aren’t finding anything.”

The moment was over, and you would both have to face it. You continued to stare at Hunter even as you unclipped the comm from your belt and activated it. “We’re here. We took shelter until we knew it was safe. We’ll rendezvous at Crosshair and Tech’s position.”

Echo couldn’t hide his relief as he replied. “Glad to hear it, Senator.”

You put your comm back and released a sigh. Rather than looking at Hunter again, you focused on the pile of his armor at your side. As leaders, it was time to focus back on your people. He would understand that just as he had understood everything else. “Time to suit back up, Sergeant.”

Hunter nodded in your periphery to agree with you. Though he reached for the pile with a tight growl, you gently pushed his hand away, instead doing much of the work for him as you started with the upper half of his blacks. Silence sat between the two of you as he re-suited, but you weren’t sure what to make of it. You were both too far inside your own minds to really think about it.

His helmet was the last thing you secured in place for him, and you held it between your hands for a moment as your gaze studied his visor. This was something that would have to be discussed later. For now, he had to focus on his squad, just as he had let you focus on your own people before.

You stood and helped Hunter to do the same. He grunted at the movement, and you ducked low to swing his arm over your shoulders. You had already picked up both your torches and helped Hunter with his pack, and one last sweep of the base confirmed you had left nothing behind.

Nothing but the unspoken truth of what you had done, the remnants of which continued to linger on your mind, heart, and mouth with a sweet vengeance that was no doubt only going to make things even more difficult than they already were.

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May I request a Senator Shockwave fic or oneshot? I ask on behalf of the committee of Senator Shockwave Stan’s (it’s just me.)

Hey, I love the poor, doomed guy, too

The Worst Is Yet To Come

Senator Shockwave x Reader

• For a moment, you can’t breathe, can’t move. Staring at the portal as it crackles with energy and the siren screams. And somehow you’re not even surprised, a fatalistic part of you just knowing things would go sideways somehow. Can feel the portal pulling at you, your booted feet sliding. See a team mate struggling, falling and they go sliding through, just gone. Heart racing when their steel tether just snaps like a string and recoils. See it coming, but still can’t move as it cracks against your helmet and then you’re down. Sliding through the gate, too.

• “We can’t afford to be so short sighted, Proteus.” Spreading his hands, Shockwave frowns as the other Senator vents tiredly. Dismissing him again. “I’ve run multiple scenarios based on the current population growth and it’s a matter of when, not if. Cybertron doesn’t have the resources to sustain the population.” How many times has he tried to warn them all? Knows they think he’s too emotional, not serious enough for his station, but this matters. Even if no one will listen.

• “You worry too much,” Proteus says, shaking his head at him. Like he pities him. “You’re a Senator. Act like one, not some fanatical rabble rouser.” Watches the other bot sedately lift a hand to greet another senator in passing. “Trust in the Prime and stop looking for problems that don’t exist.” This problem does exist, though and it’s coming for all of them. He’s heard rumblings and rumors. About rations being cut to the lower castes. About a fringe group called the functionists starting to gain traction, that they have a Senator backing them.

• Hitting the ground and bouncing, you slide before thumping against a wall. And everything hurts, brain a muddled mess as you just stare at the crack in your helmet and try to figure out what happened. Where you are. Arms shaking and weak when you push yourself up, you stagger upright. Turning in an unsteady circle realizing the gate is gone. That you’re stuck wherever this is as your heart begins to race. Moving slowly as the frantic sound of your own breathing feels your ears, you’re aware of the scale of the place you’re in. A building when you’re almost sure you remembered the scientists saying the portal opened up on some jungle. Rounding a corner, you freeze when you spot the two giant metal monsters. And they turn suddenly to make you realize the sound you hear is your own hysterical screaming.

• ‘What is that?’ Proteus growls, backing away as the tiny creature screeches at them, the sound abruptly cutting off, before it just turns and runs back the way it came. And Shockwave is chasing after it without even thinking. Scientific curiosity mingling with the excitement of something new, because whatever you are, he’s never seen your like before. Some new species waiting to be discovered? You’re quick, darting around a corner and he can hear Proteus yelling to crush you, but he ignores that. Sliding around a corner, hip hitting the floor as he leans and his servos brush you. Sending you staggering and letting him roll to cage you between his hands. And several other Senators are staring when he looks up, their expressions scandalized. “Got it,” he says, awkwardly shifting to his knees and holding up his cupped hands as they recoil from him, whispering. Well, it’s not like they didn’t think he was a little off before. Shifting one hand to peek at you, he smiles.

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Yandere Tarn x human Reader

Warning: OOC! NOT COMIC ACCURATE I ONLY KNOW A LITTLE BIT ABOUT THE LORE ALSO IGNORE THE TIME DIFF I KNOW ITS LIKE MILLIONS OF YEARS BETWEEN PRE WAR AND POST WAR. Spoilers for Tarn lore?

Imagine being Tarn’s first ever human he has met when he was still Damus, you being a cute human Liaison that follows around Senator Shockwave who also brings you around the Academy. You are an adorable, curious little thing, always so eager to see the different bots’ outlier abilities and wanting to know how it works, and Damus’ ability was the one that caught your eye. And he too is smitten with you from the very first time he laid optics on you, but he respects the Senator so much that he tends to shy away from actively seeking you out. 

However, you don’t seem to fear the large bots that could squish you with one of their pedes considering you’ve been persistently seeking him out even when he tries to hide away from you. In the end, he could not escape the temptation that is you.How could he? When you are so persistent in getting to know him, even to the point where you would sneak off to find him —He feels honoured whenever you do so, so special that you chose him out of all the students to befriend— He cannot do much to entertain you, but you seem to enjoy seeing him use his abilities to annoy bots by shutting their stuff off, mostly datapads and what not.

Both of you enjoy each other's company so much, sharing stories and knowledge. He finds himself especially invested in human arts, mainly music, it’s much different than Cybertronian music, it’s softer, less robotic, more organic, it’s so…you. He likes to hear you sing, even when you are humble with your abilities, he thinks of it as perfect. He cannot help but adore music that comes out from your mouth. Ah yes, your mouth, your language’s equivalent to the word ‘intake’. He remembers you saying something about kisses and how humans do it to show affection, but Cybertonians never had something similar to that so he does not pay mind to it. But he cannot deny how much he wants you to do it to him, especially when you mentioned something about it can be ‘intimate’ at times.

His days are always bright whenever you come to visit, your small body tucked close to the Senators frame, so talkative and friendly. He also notices the matching colours of your drapes with that of Shockwaves colour of the week, he observes that he enjoys seeing you in purple more than that of any other colour. Gifts seem to be common for you, as you seem to give him lots of small trinkets, but his favourite is a purple scarf that you gave him after he expressed how much he likes that colour on you.

Somehow, you managed to put in a good word about yours and Damus’ excursions considering Senator Shockwave has approached him himself to entrust your safety to the student whenever he is too busy to show you around. And of course, Damus has taken that role seriously, so seriously in fact that the other students you are also close with seem to avoid you all together whenever he is there. Always watching, always looming over your small form.

But then Senator Shockwave got caught, forced to undergo through Empurata and Shadowplay, and he did not find you ever since. He did not find comfort from your presence when he woke up after being subjected to the same fate as his teacher, stripped from his identity as Damus, now Glitch. But even his faceplate has been replaced, forced to be faceless, to be a nobody, his processor still kept the memories of the only person that knows him, the true him, him as Damus and not Glitch. You…You, you, YOU. His dearest human.

He remembers a conversation about your world's religion, about how many there are that exist on your planet, and how anybody can create a religion by just believing in it. And he does, in you. Creating a religion where you are his god and he is your most devoted follower – a religion where only he is to worship you.

Perhaps if he prayed enough, devoted himself enough to you, you will return, just like how yours has 3 days after his death. But you never did. Still, he prays to you daily, even when under Optimus’ care he did not forget to call for you, and while he uses his spare time to read Megatron's manifesto, he always makes sure to pray to you every day, every hour, every minute, that he has.

He even made a small shrine for you that he carries around on his frame via a small box. Inside are everything that you have ever given him, especially the scarf, and a picture of you both that you took with your Instant camera. He keeps that locked tight, like it’s his most valuable treasure — which as a bot who has close to nothing, is.

That habit of praying to you has persisted even when he adapted the persona of Tarn, even after he has stayed with Decepticons, he does not forget to pray to you every chance he gets. The items that he so carefully took care of are slowly degrading, piece by piece, thread by thread, all the cherished objects are turning into dust. Time does not spare anything from its cruel grasp, the picture that showcased you and him as Damus is slowly fading, his claws scraping off its print bit by bit. He fears that he will destroy the remaining memories of you, just like how he destroys every mech that he encounters. So after the scarf has turned into scraps, your face scraped off, he finally kept that box containing everything that you are close to his spark where it would stay until his end.

However, there is one thing that he cannot destroy no matter how much he has desecrated it, using it during his hunts to please him and his comrades. Music. His love of music is also a show of his devotion towards you, to say that yes, he remembers your music and your voice. And at times, when he is especially in a good mood, he would sing the same songs that he learnt from you to one of his victims. Though he would become aggressive right after the last note – realizing that they do not deserve to hear your song. In that case, he does not talk to them to death, instead he would pummel them into scraps, spilling energon all over him.

Millions of years have passed and his devotion only grew stronger, and oh how his prayers have finally been answered! You have returned! Though it was not 3 days but millions of years, he still rejoices as you are now back! His god! His beloved! And now he does not have to stay loyal to the Decepticons as you are now back with him! But the only problem is… he can see you on the other side of the battlefield, with the Lost Light, with Rodimus, with him– Megatron.

And now he realizes why Megatron has betrayed the Decepticon cause, perhaps like him, he has found his true purpose on the side of the good. But Tarn can never be good, he has done so much in the name of the Decepticons, in the name of righteousness, in your name. 

Even so, he can repent, renounce his identity as a Decepticon and come crawling back to you if you so wish. He can start his redemption by killing all of the DJD members right in front of you, or maybe you would want him stripped off of his armour, being laid bare for everyone to see.  Whatever you want, he will do it.

So he crosses the field with new found focus, optics trained on you. He ignores all of the weapons trained on him and keeps his pedes from shaking in nervousness. The more neurotic bots shoot at him, but he did not raise his blaster to shoot back nor did he try to defend himself. He only had one goal, and it was to get to you.

Once he finds himself in front of you, being guarded by Megatron and Rodimus, he kneels, unable to hold himself above you, his chassis lowered until his helm presses against the rough terrain. Energon pooled under him from the wounds he sustained.

When he utters your name, you seem perplexed, as if surprised at how this large bot knows you. And he spills everything, about who he is now, his prayers, his shrine, his millions of years of devotion. As he looks up at you from the floor, your face twists into confusion, baffled at this obsessed mech that you have never met in your human life.

Perhaps it was years of not seeing each other, but you looked…different somehow, still similar to his memories of you, but oddly different, it's small, but noticeable to him who has been so devoted to you and made sure to memorize every single part of your face. Nonetheless he did not care what so ever, what matters is he can finally serve you again, he might not be your Damus anymore, but he can be your Tarn.

The mask that he has worn for so long slipped off from his faceplate, and he drops it unceremoniously right next to him. He does not care if the bots think of him as an embarrassment or weak, all he knows is that you need to know about how much he adores you.

His faceplate lowers towards your pedes– feet, as you have taught him ages ago, and kisses it, just as you told him how one would do it, again and again until you can feel his love for you, his longing, his adoration, and his years and years of worship.

Until he repents, until you accept him back into your life. Until all that he has, and all that he is, is finally yours.

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Uhhh uhhh I don't know if this is coherent.

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🏛️ Senator Shockwave X Cybertronian Female Assistant Reader (Part 1/3)

Notes: Why did I ever have to learn that Shockwave had a super tragic backstory? When I was younger he was my least favorite Decepticon since I just thought he was pure evil. Practically crying after seeing what happened to him in the comics. And his line "Remember me as I was-." Was an even harder blow. 😭

This will probably end up being super long. I had half of this planned and the other kind of thrown in randomly so not my best work but I'm proud of it nonetheless. 

- I fear this might be a boring read, So I'd love some feedback after you finish reading this. - 

Part 2/3 -

Word count - 5,424

Page number - 15.2

        I was rushing to get to the senate building where I had a meeting this morning. I went to the front desk asking where I could find Shockwave. The person at the front desk gave me extremely vague directions. I just hoped I could find his office. 

        Luckily for me, I found an office that looked at least a bit useful I could probably ask for better directions. I lightly knocked on the door to politely get their attention. 

        He seemed lost in thought before looking up at the door where I stood. 

        "Oh, welcome to the senate. How can I help you?"

        "I'm sorry to bother you, I was scheduled for an interview with Shockwave for the assistant position and seed to have gotten myself lost," I said shyly from the door. I was definitely lost.

        "I'm probably in the wrong place."

        He looks up from his desk. "Ah, yes. That was today. You're in the right place."

        He stood up, moving around the desk to greet me at the door. "Please, do come in. Take a seat."

        I tried my best to shake off my nerves and smiled. "Of course thank you."

        He gestured to the seat across his desk.

        "Please, make yourself comfortable." He returns to his seat. "May I have your name first and foremost?

        "(Y/N) sir. It's nice to finally meet you in person." 

        "(Y/N), hm? Well, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. And you said you were here for the assistant position?"

        "Correct." I kept my hand neatly folded in my lap so I wouldn't nervously fidget.

        "Right."He leaned back in his chair, seemingly studying me before nodding.

        "Now, just so you are aware, as my assistant, you would essentially be my second pair of hands. You would need to be there at my beck and call for anything I may need." He explained. "You will also need to keep track of my calendar and make sure it's up-to-date and correct at all times. Can you do that?"

        "Yes sir."

        "Very good. I should also mention, that if you *do* get this position, it will be long hours. Long hours and more than a few late nights. Do you think you can handle that?"

        "Nothing I can't handle, I'm a night owl myself so some late hours aren't a problem for me."

        He seems pleased enough. "Excellent, as a follow-up question, are you at all familiar with my work or... philosophy?"

        "Of course, I've read some of your historical studies and other works related to your late mentor. I always found it quite interesting."

        "As you should!" He leaned forward on his desk, a slight smile on his face as he spoke, clearly pleased by my answer. "I find a surprising amount of people in this city don't see the true potential of the technology we develop. Not to mention our society itself. But I can sense you're a bit more aware than the average individual."

        "I graduated from the same academy you went to. I've seen some of your work firsthand. It was one of my old professors who told me you were looking for an assistant so I quickly applied to work with you."

        He chuckled heartily at this news. "Ah, is that so? Hah, they're still teaching my work? I'd almost be flattered if that old building hadn't fallen apart even more since my time there. But, I digress, it's an interesting coincidence, of our... similar histories. Although I can't say most of my old professors had anything positive to say about me, to my face or not."

        "Yeah he can be quite stern but he seems proud of your accomplishments. He almost made my spark give out when he sent me a message telling me about you. Not very often he reaches out."

        He laughed again. "That old coot? Hah! You know, I don't think he's changed a bolt since I first met him. Always so "passionate" about progress, about expanding our minds and inventing new technology and whatnot."

        He leaned back against his chair again, taking a moment to size you up as a person.

        "And he has a soft spot for you, does he?"

        "Apparently and completely unexpected. I graduated five years ago and this is the first time I remember speaking to him besides running into him a few times. I always thought he hated me or at least my class." I laughed at the thought.

        He chuckled as well, shaking his head. "Oh, he most "definitely" thought of your class as a bunch of dunder-headed fools and idiots. I couldn’t count on my servo how many classes of his I had to sit through as he bemoaned the incompetence of his students. But something about you… must've caught his optics."

        "I suppose, but you as well it seems. He talked pretty highly of you. But he also said at least one of his students had to do something with their lives." 

        "Did he, now? Hah! I can hear it now…Well, at least at least ONE of my students will accomplish something*.”

        He imitated the professor, lowering his voice and making it harsher and gruff to replicate him. I couldn't help but laugh at his silly impression. Causing his smile to grow wider as he continues the imitation, laughing himself. 

        “Shockwave! Yes, I remember him… He was the ONE I had hopes for. He had a good brain! But now he’s a politician, so I can see it’s all gone to his head!" He continued.

        "Sounds about right. If I closed my eyes I'd think I was back in the academy."

        He chuckled, resting his arms back on his desk and watching me intently. It seemed he enjoyed my presence. 

        "He certainly did have a way with words, I'll give him that. As I said, very passionate. Very *very* passionate. Okay back on topic. So tell me, miss (Y/N), why do you want this job?"

        "I'm honestly interested in working with you. Your research is top notch and you're a politician I fully support."

        His smile widened. "Ah, a flattery, as well as a loyalist. You're a sharp one. And a quick learner, I imagine." He leaned back in his seat a bit. "Now, tell me this; if you don’t mind, what interests you about my work the most? I’m curious."

        "Your outlook on the future Is quite interesting and you seem to be one of the only researchers interested in our resources. You are aware that as our population grows we need more energon mainly. Too many people try to simply think in the present which won't help us in the long run." I accidentally ranted on. 

        He nodded, pleased with my answer. "So you understood what he was trying to accomplish...Precisely. People in this city, especially those I work with up in the Senate, are more concerned with now, or themselves more than Cybertron as a whole. In this day and age, a city of this size requires a very specific amount of energon for it to thrive. And we’ve nearly used up our planet’s natural resources." He laced his fingers together. "Something must be done to maintain that balance."

        "And I know your research is to find a solution. I'd love to assist you in that endeavor."

        He smiled at this. "It’s been a while since someone was so enthusiastic, or willing, to assist in his cause, let alone someone with a similar mindset to my own. I like you. You’ve got ambition, you’re quick, and you seem to be capable of thinking for yourself. It’s very refreshing, I’ll say that much."

        "Thank you, sir." 

        "Oh please, sir makes me feel old. Just call me Shockwave.  I have a question for you if you don’t mind."

        "Oh of course Shockwave."

        "Now, I have to ask. You’re not interested in getting into politics, are you?" He chuckled softly. "You’d either be a terrifying political opponent or an excellent addition, given what I’ve seen."

        "Oh me, I couldn't do politics. I'm a horrible public speaker. I stumble my words and get super anxious." I answered a bit too honestly.

        "A shy one? I never would’ve guessed." He seemed almost genuinely surprised. "You carry yourself well. You look like a confident person, you certainly sound it, although a bit reserved."

        "I do the best I can in professional settings."

        "Fair enough." He seemed to think for a moment, studying me, then smiled again. "Tell you what. How about I give you a week-long trial? See how you can handle yourself working alongside me, get a true taste of the position, hmm?"

        "That sounds perfect to me." 

        He smiled, nodding in agreement, and stood up. "Excellent, be here at 9 am, next Monday, sharp. No being late, first impression, and all that. I’ll clear out some space at my desk for you, you’ll be working there for the majority of the time. I’m expecting good things from you, (Y/N)."

        "Thank you so much, you won't regret your decision." I shake his hand with a smile.

        "So I shouldn’t, (Y/N)" He grips my hand firmly in a handshake, his expression stern yet pleased, before it softens again as he releases you. You best be on your way now, you know the way out. Until next Monday, it’s been a pleasure, I’m looking forward to working with you."

        "Me as well. See you Monday." I stood up and gave him a curt nod with a smile before leaving.

        I was so giddy with excitement the second the door closed behind me I had to take a deep breath to calm myself.

        Can't wait to start.

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[Time skip to Monday]

        I made sure to leave early so I wouldn't be late. I arrived at his facility half an hour early so I walked the halls a bit anxiously waiting for the proper time to enter his office. I think five minutes early would suffice. When I stepped into his office, he looked up from his work, smiling at me.

        "Ah, (Y/N) right on time. Good, you seem to be a punctual individual, good quality to have."

        "I do the best I can Shockwave."

        "That’s what I like to hear," He set down the datapad he was going over and got up from his chair, gesturing to the small, clearly recently made space on the other side of his desk. "Come, take a seat."

        "Thank you." I walked over to my new nicely organized work space.

        He stepped out of the way as you slid into the seat, standing next to you as he gestured to your area. "Ah, I had one of the staff set that up for you last Friday. I trust it’s to your liking. If not, feel free to request a change whenever you feel necessary."

        "No It'll work perfectly for me."

        He nodded, satisfied with my response, then pointed at the datapad he had put down earlier. "Speaking of which, your primary function here will be to assist me. You’ll be taking care of my calendar, and you’ll also be a sort of…second pair of hands. Whatever I may need you to do around the office, I expect you to do it well, with minimal error, and promptly. Is that understood?

        "Completely." 

        He smiled, pleased, and sat back down in his chair. "Excellent, and remember, my work here is private, what you see or hear in this office stays in this office, understood?"

        "Of course, I figured as much with your position."

        His smile grew. "You learn quickly, good. That’s a very necessary quality to have, around here."

        He put a fresh datapad in front of me. "Now, first thing’s first. Open that, and familiarize yourself with my schedule for the day."

        "Understood," I said reading through the list. "Seems like an easy workload for today. Some paperwork to sort through, and meeting with one of your fellow senators later this evening. Which in the end would probably include more paperwork to fill out."

        Shockwave nodded, watching intently as I quickly read through his schedule. "Very good, correct on both counts. Very observant, I must say. Tell me, you read fast, don’t you?"

        "Yes sir, always have. I quite enjoy it as well."

        He smiled again, resting his chin against his fist as he studied me from behind his desk, amused by how enthusiastic I was. Eager to learn, eager to work. Exactly the kind of person he had been looking for I hoped.

        "Reading is a hobby of yours, then?"

        "Yep,"  I answered while looking at the data pad.

        He chuckled and leaned back in his Chair, "Any other hobbies you might have? You know I’m going to do a background check on you, I might as well have the whole list."

        "Reading, writing, and art are the main things I enjoy." 

        He raised an eyebrow, intrigued by that. "Reading, writing, and art, hm…? You’re a creative type, then?"

        "Yes, and it comes in quite handy for work."

        He smiled again, leaning his chin against his palm. "Oh, I imagine it does. And these aren’t just things you do during your leisure time? You put them to good use, as well? I’m almost jealous, I have a one-track mind, it’s all about politics and work."

        "Well, we all work differently." Though it was a bit disheartening to hear. He must overwork himself.

        He chuckled bitterly like I read his mind, confirming my thoughts.

        "Indeed we all do. But unfortunately, politics isn’t kind to individuals with many, diverse, interests. My mind tends to hyper-fixate on the present, on work, and my research. Sometimes I wish it weren’t that way…" He paused, thinking for a moment.

        "Say, what time was my meeting later?" He changed the subject so quickly that it almost made my head spin.

        "Oh um, five this evening." I quickly answered looking back down at the datapad.

        "Tch, 5?"  He looked at the time, a bit bothered that the meeting was later than he thought. "That’s right, why am I only just now remembering this…?"

        He mumbled, clearly annoyed with his forgetfulness. Then, turning back to me, he looked contemplative for a moment and then got to his feet. "You’re joining me for the meeting."

        "To take notes I assume?" I was a bit nervous joining a meeting room full of senators.

        "Of course, that’s one of the main purposes of your being here, I’ll need you to take notes." He said with a nod, walking over to stand next to my chair, and leaning on my desk. It seemed he noticed my nervous expression and smiled. "But you don’t need to look so frightened, you won’t be the one in the hot seat."

        Well, that eased my worry for the most part. "Shouldn't be anything I can't handle."

        "Exactly."

        He chuckled, folding his arms as he leaned over the desk. We both were so close now, and he seemed almost amused by how nervous I looked. "And even if something were to go wrong, I’ll be there. Don’t worry, I don’t throw my assistants to the wolves."

        "W-well I appreciate that."

        He quickly continued with his line of thought, still leaning up against my desk. "And if I may ask, why do you look so nervous? As far as I’m concerned, you’re not the one being scrutinized by the other senators, you’re here for my benefit. Is it the other senators that worry you?"

        "A bit, I just don't know what to expect. I'm just a bit nervous and I'm new to the job. The longer I work with you the calmer I'll be." 

        "You’re very inexperienced, yes, I’ve noticed. That’s another one of your good qualities, you’re not afraid to admit that." He smiled, tilting his head, still leaning next to me. "The others won’t scrutinize or judge you, I promise. They may question me, and be somewhat skeptical of you, but I’ll handle them, you needn’t worry."

[Timeskip To Meeting]

        Now I was walking beside Shockwave, the halls of the senate building bustling with activity around the two of us as we made our way to the meeting. It was evident Shockwave held an established presence in the halls, his gaze commanded respect and demanded attention.

        Eventually, we arrived at the meeting in question, a large room with a long table taking up most of the space. A few other senators were already present, chatting amongst themselves at their seats. A few of them looked over to Shockwave as we both entered. I stayed behind Shockwave and silently followed him to his designated spot. 

        He took his seat, right at the center of the table, with me beside him. The others were still chatting, a casual atmosphere until Shockwave clears his throat, and they fall silent. He waits until everyone is in place before speaking. "Alright, let’s get down to business."

        His booming voice was completely different from his usual tone. It silenced the room entirely as everyone else looked our way making me take a deep breath.

        He smiles as everyone quiets down, some of them glancing in my direction before turning their attention back to him entirely. He takes a moment to glance around the table, observing everyone’s expressions, and their demeanors, before speaking again. "If I may have your attention, I have a new assistant that I wish to introduce." He motions to me, and I immediately feel multiple pairs of optics and attention on me.

        My eyes widened a bit anxiously as I turned to him hoping he would do the introducing part. I'm worried my voice wouldn't hold nearly as much volume as his. 

        He chuckles softly, seemingly amused by my hesitation. He glances at me then back at the other senators, before addressing them all again. "This is (Y/N), she’ll be my assistant from now on, and a valuable asset to me."

        I note the smile he gives me while he says this, and the senators begin murmuring and whispering amongst themselves. Shockwave doesn’t object to this, instead smiling wider, clearly waiting to hear what they have to say. You also notice some of them glancing your way occasionally.

        I quickly whispered my thanks. I probably would have made a fool of myself and him if I spoke.

        He glances over at me and nods, before turning his attention back to his fellow senators, his expression slightly more serious. They had now finished their whispering, and Shockwave spoke up again, his voice returning to a somewhat stoic and serious tone. "Now, enough distractions, I believe the topic at hand was funding for the Iacon Academy. Yes?"

        As they went back and forth with their arguments I wrote down every word from the Senators, which I will say is quite difficult with all the useless bickering some decided to partake in.

        It was clear some of the senators were more interested in arguing for the sake of arguing, rather than actually getting things done. Shockwave was getting noticeably more annoyed with each word spoken in the meeting. His fists occasionally clenched, and his jaw tensed, he was growing frustrated with it all. Even still, he was a master at keeping his composure, his expression stoic, never letting anyone see him annoyed. The fact that I had noticed, was a slight testament to my perceptiveness.

        I looked up at him with a nervous smile easily noticing his annoyance and whispered to him. "I didn't realize how annoying your job must be at times."

        He glanced at me when I spoke and sighed internally. He was trying his best to maintain a professional demeanor, but they were pushing it.

        "The arguing, the bickering, is just one of many parts of the job I could go without." He whispered back, keeping eye contact with me, before returning his attention to the meeting.

        "How do you ever get anything done around here?"

        He chuckled a little at that. A rare moment of lighthearted humor in the tense atmosphere of the meeting. "A fair and understandable question to ask in this situation."

        He sighs, as the arguing only raises in volume, before tapping the table, and commanding all attention on him.

        With a stern expression and a commanding tone, he speaks. "That is enough!"

        His tone would have scared me out of my seat if it had been directed at me. All eyes turn to him in unison. Shockwave stares straight ahead with an intense, yet serious expression, waiting for one of them to argue or object. No one speaks up, and he takes this opportunity to speak again. "All this arguing among friends doesn't get us anywhere, does it? We’re all here with the same goal, to aid the best interest of Cybertron. We may have our own beliefs and personal goals, but our purpose here is to keep things running smoothly for the greater good of all."

        I wasn't always completely certain of his goals as a politician but his voice rang out with a truly hopeful and optimistic outlook for Cybertron. I was proud to be working beside him. He glanced in my direction again, for a moment, a silent gesture of reassurance. He wasn’t done speaking yet. But he was pleased to see he had made an impression. His expression and tone soon turned serious again, and he began speaking once more. "We’re all on the same side here. Let’s put this childish squabbling aside for a moment, and start getting work done."

        I looked around the table to see all the senators had a slight look of shame. Shockwave smiles, pleased to see them all quiet and a bit humiliated by his actions, and continues speaking, as he pulls up a holographic map for them all to see. "Alright, let’s get back to business." He says as he moves on to the subject of the Iacon Academy.

        It had seen better days since I last saw it. A heartbreaking sight to see such a wonderful facility going to shambles. He brings up some numbers, charts, and other data related to the academy. All concerning funds, or lack thereof.

        "This academy has stood as a beacon of learning and knowledge for generations of individuals in this city, but funding is running dry. More and more of its resources are dedicated towards its deteriorating state rather than actual education, and it's getting worse by the day."

        It was truly a shame to see. I just hoped they could all agree on a solution.

        A small discussion ensues between the others, some agreeing some arguing, and some simply keeping to themselves. It goes on for a short amount of time until one of them speaks up.

        "I say we cut funds entirely from the Iacon Academy, and dedicate those funds to something more useful." Came from one of the quiet senators on the far end of the table.

        I accidentally gasped at the suggestion louder than I'd like. So I quickly covered my mouth and looked down at my notes hoping I didn't get scolded for my disruption.

        Shockwave raised an eyebrow at this unexpected outburst and glanced over at me. Then, glaring at the one who suggested cutting all funds, he says, pointedly and sternly, "The Iacon Academy needs funding, we cannot just cut funding entirely. It's a core part of our city, and we can't simply just let it fall apart."

        Shockwave took the words right out of my mouth. Shockwave glared at the one that suggested the foolish idea. The others all began to speak up and add their own opinions, some more heated than others. It was clear it'd become a bit of an argument again, one quite different than the bickering during the start of the meeting. It was now a tense discussion of different opinions, with everyone throwing ideas into the mix. Again, Shockwave's fists clench, and his jaw goes tense again. He seems frustrated but keeps himself from reacting, for now.

        He called for the meeting to close for now so everyone could think through their decisions and come back with clear plans rather than arguing with one another.

        And just like that, the meeting was over. Most of the other senators seemed disgruntled and mildly irritated with Shockwave's decision to close the meeting in the middle of a discussion, but they didn't object.  

        He knew they'd come back later with even more to say, and even more to argue about, but it would hopefully be less heated than this meeting, and actually accomplish what it was meant to. After the others began to leave, Shockwave sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, tired from everything that had just taken place.

        "Are you alright Shockwave?" I asked kindly while making sure all my notes were together and organized properly. I know he'd like to read over them later.

        He looked over at me, surprised, and sighed. "Just tired. Frustrated with all their arguing and bickering, it happens every single time. I don't know why they bother to show up if all they do is go back and forth about things."

        "Well, that's how it always seems to be when people with positions of power get in a room together. But you seem different. You don't act like most politicians."

        He raises an eyebrow again, amused by this comment. "Oh really? And how is it you expect politicians to act, exactly?"

        "Well like most of the people arguing during the meeting. Argumentative, rude, judgemental, and completely self-centered."

        He rolls his eyes at this, nodding in agreement. "Unfortunately, that's just what it's like working with most fellow politicians, I could spend hours listing everything I find annoying about the way most of them act."

        "Then why do you do it, why deal with them? There are plenty of other things you could do to help people. And less dangerous. You're always in danger while in your position and no one can get along."

        He crossed his arms, a serious but calm expression on his face. "Because if no one like me does it, then everything will go to waste, and nothing will change for the better. Someone needs to maintain balance and make sure things run smoothly. I am quite aware of the dangers that come with the job, but I am willing to take the risk to make sure Cybertron continues to thrive."

        I could almost sigh. "You're too good for this job. I mutter to myself. An old friend of mine also told me about you before I got this job, you know him pretty well. Orion Pax, the name should sound familiar. I might have liked a bit about why I signed up for this job."

        His eyes widened and he raised an eyebrow again. "Orion? Of course, I've known him for longer than I can remember. What does he have to do with this?"

        "He's the main reason I applied for this job. He's worried about your safety. We all know you've had multiple death threats in your time working here. We'd all hate to see you get hurt."

        He raises an eyebrow at the death threats part. "Of course, he is."

        He sighs. "I appreciate his concern, but I'm not in danger. I know how to handle myself, and I'm perfectly aware of all the risks that come with the job. I knew what I was getting into when I decided to join the Senate, and I won't let a handful of death threats from scared politicians stop me."

        "Well Orion wants to make sure you're safe so..he might have asked me to try and work with you. Everything I said in our interview was true but I'm not just a simple assistant. I worked with Orion before on more important and dangerous operations."

        "You…Worked with Orion on something dangerous?" He tilts his head, looking at you with a curious yet somewhat uneasy expression. "Tell me truthfully, did Orion know you were going to mention this to me?"

        "No he wanted me to stay quiet, but I hated the idea of lying to you. I wanted you to know the truth, but my main reason for being here is to help you and make sure you're safe for Orion's sake."

        He crosses his arms, and his expression turns into a serious yet slightly displeased look. "Orion knows that I don't want to be protected or treated differently because of his concerns. And he should have told me this ahead of time. I understand his concern, but I didn't ask for him to send someone to watch over me."

        I looked down in defeat. "If you want me to leave I'd understand."

        He shakes his head and sighs. He's angry with Orion, and his expression makes that clear. "No, I don't want you to leave. I want you to do exactly what you were hired for. It's Orion who I have some… choice words for."

        "He only means well. He views you as a good friend. But times like these are unsafe for good bots like you. Well us I suppose."

        "I'm aware, he's mentioned that fact countless times before and I always tell him the same thing. There are others more valuable than me, and I can handle myself if there really is danger. And I know he means well. The concern comes from a good place and I appreciate the sentiment, truly. But sending someone to protect me, without ever asking me about it is just… a bit insulting." 

        "That's why I wanted to tell you. And the only reason Orion sent me is because he's heard word of someone planning something against you. We're not sure yet but it seems like you're in danger."

        He raised an eyebrow, listening intently. "Heard of something? From who? Do you know anything concrete about these threats?"

        "From what I know it's possible some of the other senators want to take you out. But that's all I know for sure. I wish I could tell you more."

        He closes his eyes and puts a hand to his chin, in a thinking pose. "They want to take me out? That's certainly an interesting development… and probably not all that surprising, a good portion of the senators don't like me one bit." He sighs and turns back to me, his expression more serious now and his tone matching it. "So you're here to what? Look out for me?"

        "In simple terms, yes."

        He looks me up and down, considering the situation. He's still somewhat unhappy about this arrangement, but he's not exactly opposed to it either. "I don't need anyone's protection, no matter what Orion says. But I respect the honesty you've shown...Alright, I accept your presence. But don't expect me to be any more careful than usual."

        "I accept those terms. I'll still only function as your assistant unless you're in danger. My goal isn't to be an overgrown babysitter. I'm only here when needed."

        He nods, and his expression softens again. "That's all I ask. As long as you still function as my assistant. I'm still not happy with Orion, I'll need to speak with him later."

[tinydefector]

- Laboratory Logs 5 (Shockwave and Tiny)

My fic on Shockwave and his family over the time of him being a senator being gifted a human who he eventually falls in love with, to them adopting a outlier sparkling, the fall of the council, cybertron, Shockwave's empurata and shadow play, his struggle to bring his love one back throught any means necessary. And the reality of them being put together unintentionally by their child who ended up on the lost light. Involving timeloops, space travel and a fuck tone of trauma.

- Our Hands (beachcomber)

Light hearted little fic over the different between hands and how he enjoys when smaller hands touch and hold him. (Might turn out smutty who knows)

- Between Death and Hell (chapter 4 I believe) fallout. (My fucked up fallout courier and Joshua Graham bonding over not dying, parallels to each other, religious imagery, pagan mythology and Christian faith together in a mix)

- 2x Sos unfinished chapter

First contact human gets stuck on a ship full of cybertronians, or bots have to figure out how to keep the human alive without feeding them an ungodly amount of expired MRE's.

- of holomatter (smut Cyclonus)

Smut, it's just the second request of smut about Cyclonus holoform. Guilty as charged for his beautiful rack.

red rain & hidden in sight (unfinished cod fanfics)

My cod oc, his history and romance between König and Nikto with side romances in it, poly relationships, trauma, loss of love ones, becoming a monster to protect the ones you love.

- rut cycle Ratchet

- rut cycle prowl

The name says it all for these two, part of my transformers rut cycle list. Pure smut

-iron Giant ( Optimus x human reader)

My nostalgic ask seeing skybound Optimus and going hmmm he suits the iron giant trope. Found family, dad Optimus, man's whipped by a farmer and their kid who calls him oppy.

wip title tag game

RULES: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it!

Delicate

TBD

How helpful is f/o in the kitchen

Pairing: Buuhan x Reader

Untitled - “The people say you are cruel and you do nothing to change their minds. You…give them a reason to speak of you unfavorably.”

In Another Lifetime II - Shige

Untitled - There was an envy of you among the other parents in the school district.

Untitled - “Hello again. Sweetie.”

My Future is With you

Saiyans going to Black y/n's family cookout

CHAPT 2. CORRUPT

Thigh Sex. - Shinjuro Rengoku

Sex Pollen. - Xeno Trunks

Swan Song

Radship week

Over a beer bottle

Untitled - "I don't get it. I did everything right, I got you to love me. Y-You love me."

In Another Lifetime II - Paras

Taint and Ravage

Neither Goku, Nor Vegeta II

I wanna feel you in my bones.

Spoils of War

no-pressure tags: @dreadsuitsamus @yeowangies @actuallysaiyan @beneathstarryskies @vegeta-bananabluish @emmacornell @loki-love @vampcubus and anyone other writers interested in participating! ♥

[tinydefector]

Hi hi hi can I please request shockwave (any ) using a holoform for the first time and he can’t stop kissing his human partner because he loves it so much..?

Holographic

Shockwave x human Reader

Word count: 1.6k

Warnings; none

Shockwave masterlist

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Human eyes linger on Shockwave as he works in reattaching his holomatter device, their head Is tilted as they watch him as he tinkers with the gadget. "whatcha you doing?" They finally ask. They knew Shockwave worked on multiple projects but they didn't know what this one was. Shockwave's optic narrows slightly as he continues his work, focused on the project at hand. He doesn't immediately respond to the human's question, his attention fully absorbed by the task as he re attached it to his arm.

"I am working on a holo-matter projection," Shockwave finally replies, his voice monotone. "I am testing its capabilities and potential applications, as so far I've only been successful with maintaining it for less then a standard human hour." The human takes a step closer, their curiosity evident in their expression, as they linger watching him with full interest. "Holo-matter, That sounds fascinating. What exactly does it do?"

Shockwave briefly looks up from his work, his optic meeting their gaze. "Holo-matter projection involves the creation of three-dimensional objects using a combination of light and matter manipulation. It has various potential applications, such as creating realistic simulations, enhancing visual displays, or even constructing physical structures."

Their eyes widen with excitement as they take in Shockwave's explanation. The move even closer watching him reinstall it into his arm. "So, it's like creating solid objects out of thin air, Can you show me?" Shockwave pauses, considering the request. With a few swift movements, Shockwave activates the holo-matter projection device. This particular application of holo-matter is a deeply personal and significant aspect of his work, one that he has rarely shared with anyone.

"Accessing holo-matter technology for personal use is restricted," Shockwave responds, "However, in the interest of scientific observation, I can provide a limited demonstration." With a series of swift movements, Shockwave activates the holo-matter projection device, and a shimmering, translucent figure materialises before them. 

Their eyes widen in awe as they take in the holoform, their hands come up to cup his face. The human avatar looked nothing like they had expected, they were expecting a mad scientist yet shockwave looked rather normal. One of His eyes was a warm ember and the other was sticking ice blue. He looked rather handsome yet nothing like the real shockwave.

"Holoform is a specialised application of holo-matter technology. It allows me to project a visually and audibly convincing representation of myself, enabling interactions with the physical world. Most times it is used for blending in on organic planets, the only flaw in the device is time, they are limited in what they withstand"

Their gaze lingers on the holoform, their fascination evident. "So, it's like a holographic avatar that can interact with the environment?" Shockwave nods, his optic brightening slightly. "Indeed, the holoform possesses limited physicality, allowing for basic interactions. However, it primarily serves as a means for me to navigate and interact with the physical world while maintaining my primary form in a secure location."

Shockwave's ‘eyes’ flickers with surprise as their hands cup his holoform's face. The unexpected touch momentarily breaks through his normally composed demeanour, causing a faint ripple of uncertainty within him. He observes their expression, their eyes filled with genuine shock and curiosity.

"Your holoform... it's not what I expected," the human murmurs, their voice tinged with awe. "You look... different. Handsome." He has never given much thought to his appearance, as aesthetics have always been secondary to his scientific pursuits. The observation of his holoform's attractiveness is a concept that is foreign to him.

"I assure you, my holoform's appearance is designed for functionality rather than aesthetics," Shockwave responds, his voice remaining monotone despite the subtle ripple of uncertainty within him. 

They cup his face this time tracing the outline of the eyebrows, lips and just admiring how different it is. The feeling for Shockwave is strange, delightful. "Well if it means anything I happen to rather like your holoform" they giggle pressing a soft peck to his nose. 

"You... find my holoform appealing?" he repeats, his voice tinged with a hint of uncertainty. The concept of someone finding his appearance appealing is entirely new to him. The touch leaves a faint imprint on his memory banks, triggering fragmented recollections from a time before, fractured memories flicker.

They continue smiling at him. "Anytime Shockwave, you should use this form more often, it's beautiful" they state, fingers continue to dance across his face. The notion of his holoform being beautiful is a foreign concept to him, but the sincerity in the human's voice leaves a lingering impact.

Before Shockwave can fully process their statement, the human's words are followed by a sudden and unexpected action. Shockwave's holoform leans in and presses a kiss upon their lips. As the kiss lingers, Shockwave's processor races, attempting to process the implications of this unexpected and illogical act of his own. 

After a brief, lingering moment, Shockwave slowly pulls away, his eyes flickering with a mix of emotions. "I... apologise, that was inappropriate," he says, his voice tinged with an uncharacteristic hesitance. "I... was testing a hypothesis."

The human's gaze meets his, their expression a mix of surprise and curiosity. "A hypothesis?" Shockwave's optic dims slightly as he gathers his thoughts, attempting to articulate his conflicting emotions. "I have been studying the nature of human emotions and their impact on decision-making. I sought to explore the effects of physical intimacy on the human psyche."

"You're more than welcome to kiss me again Shockwave" they laugh, eyes sparkling as they stand in his arms, they were tempted to tease him but decided against it. Shockwave's optic flickers, his processor turning gears as he thinks over their words and the genuine warmth in their laughter. 

With a subtle shift in his holoform's expression, Shockwave allows himself to lean in once again. His lips meet the human's in a soft yet lingering kiss, a moment of connection that speaks volumes of the emotions he struggles to fully comprehend, it was as if he had been hit with a train of emotions, many that to him were illogical.

As they stand in each other's embrace, the boundaries that once separated them begin to dissolve further. The scientific detachment that once defined Shockwave's existence gives way to a burgeoning desire for a deeper connection,he craves to kiss them more. In that moment, as their lips remain locked and their emotions mingle, Shockwave finds himself willingly forgetting the stance of logic.

They kiss him back eagerly, hand cupping his cheek as their lips move against his. Fingers toying with his hair. As their lips move against his, Shockwave finds himself instinctively responding, his holoform's arm encircling the human's waist. His own hand tentatively reaches up to rest against the back of their neck, his fingers gently tangling in their hair.

The touch and taste of the human consumes his senses, leaving Shockwave with a mixture of exhilaration and uncertainty. replaced by a growing desire to understand and embrace the complexities of these newfound emotions, to give what he could to them so willingly.

They nearly squeal as he pulls them closer, more giggles leave them as Shockwave continues kissing them. "Shockwave hahahah, having fun are you?" His optics flickers with a mix of surprise and amusement at the human's playful response. The sound of their laughter fills the air, leaving a lingering warmth within him. As they inquire about his enjoyment, a rare hint of a smile tugs at the corner of his lips.

"I... find this experience rather... enjoyable," he admits, his voice carrying a faint trace of amusement. "It is a deviation from my usual scientific pursuits, but I appreciate the connection and the emotions it elicits."

However, his momentary amusement is cut short as the holoform begins to fade away, leaving the human pouting in disappointment. Shockwave's features transition back to their usual stoic expression. "I apologise for the abrupt end," he says, his voice returning to its usual monotone. "The holoform has its limitations, and it cannot be sustained indefinitely."

The human's pout softens, their gaze meeting his with a mix of understanding and lingering affection. " could you lean down so I can give you another kiss?” The ask softly, Shockwave gives in almost instantly, letting them pepper small kisses along his helm. 

As Shockwave stands there he debates finally having the empurata reversed. It had never been something that had a logical reason to be done but now, it was only logical if he intended to have more kisses from them. along with finding a way to lengthen the holoforms time limit since they seemed to enjoy it.

"Shockwave you haven't short circuited on me have you?" They ask while looking up at his optics. A smile lingers on their lips. Shockwave's optic flickers as he processes the human's words, his thoughts momentarily interrupted by their playful inquiry. The smile that lingers on their lips tugs at something deep within him, a mixture of fondness and a newfound desire to explore the uncharted territories of emotion.

"I... apologise for the momentary interruption," he replies, his voice regaining its usual stoic tone. "There are matters that require my attention." As he gazes down at the human, his optic flickers with a mix of determination and a newfound vulnerability. The idea of reversing the empurata, of regaining the physical capacity to experience more intimate moments, becomes increasingly appealing. "However," he continues, his voice carrying a hint of hesitation, "I am enjoying this experience and would ask that we continue this arrangement.” They give him one last small kiss before finally pulling away. “I'd be more Than happy with that Shockwave”