#sg ultra magnus

[starscreams-crown]

Cliffjumper: "Alright... Megatron was the good guy here, he died, came back as Galvatron. Optimus Prime is a psychopath craving power. His brother is worse. Treatshot is obsessed with bringing Ultra Magnus to justice. Sideburn and Demolishor were some weird underbase thing. Oh, and Starscream is actually kinda cool..."

[lowkeytheunicorn]

Slowly going through the different characters of the Shattered Glass universe with Ultra Magnus being the fourth one I've drawn so far.

[seraphim-seeker]

Messed Up AU Idea:

OKAY. LISTEN. LISTEN. So you know how in the SG Universe Ultra Magnus straight Steals Optimus Body? Okay, So what if…TFA Ultra Magnus did that?

[quill-firefly]

A Different Shade of Purple - Chapter 1 (SG FunPub x SG IDW Fanfic)

After losing to Ultra Magnus, SG IDW!Optimus Prime finds himself in another universe quite similar to his own, but vastly different. Now stuck as a librarian designated as Optronix, he considers this his second chance to become the sole ruler of Cybertron. Using what he learned during his first ascent, Optimus Prime will stop at nothing to gain the power he once had, and this time, no mech will get in his way.

On the other end of this conflict, SG FunPub!Megatron struggles to accept the inevitability of civil war coming to Cybertron and that he may be the only mech who could do anything about it. If only he could stop getting distracted by this very insistent librarian who seems intent on keeping all his attention on him.

“Sleeping on the job, Optronix? One would think you didn’t care about the lead archivist position.”

The voice nearly sent him into a flying rage, but with his cooling fans working on overdrive, Optimus Prime kept himself from retorting or lunging immediately towards the other mech.

Slowly, his optics went online, and instead of the medical berth, he found himself leaning against a wooden table scattered with datapads. He looked up, expecting to see that hideous faceplate sneering down at him. Instead, a normal-looking mech watched him. While the smirk was there, Optimus could see the hint of worry in the mech’s red optics.

It would have made him laugh if he wasn’t so stunned.

Ultra Magnus?

Concerned for him?

Maybe he truly had gone mad.

“What? Embarrassed you’ve been caught? While I ought to snitch on you to your boss, I don’t care enough to go find the old rusty mech in the archives. Primus knows I’d get lectured alongside you if I dare disturb his oh so important filing.”  Ultra Magnus laughed, carefree as if he wasn’t just trying to kill Optimus a few kliks ago. 

When Optimus didn’t reapond, The taller mech leaned across the table, optics narrowed. “Seriously, what’s wrong with you? You need a medic or something? Not even a sarcastic remark, Optronix?”

“Where the frag am I?”

Optimus would never use such vulgar language - though they were unfortunately stuck inside his vocabulary like a virus. An irritating by-product of his friendship with Megatron.

A frown settled on Ultra Magnus’ faceplate. “I’m taking you to a medic. You must have caught quite the virus if you’re acting like this. Be grateful that you have such a caring older brother. I don’t want to cancel my date with Treadshot but if you need me—“

“Treadshot?” Optimus could vaguely recall the designation. “What are you talking about?”

“Treadshot. My partner. My conjunx.” Ultra Magnus snapped his digits in front of Optimus, as though trying to see if his processor was broken or not. “Optronix—“

Strangely enough, it was the idea of Ultra Magnus ever having a conjunx that made Optronix realize this wasn’t his world. 

The Ultra Magnus he knew was an ugly mech who had hidden his faceplate behind a hologram because no other mech could possibly be attracted to such an abomination.

To think this Ultra Magnus had a conjunx… Well, that was enough to convince Optimus that he had died and must have ended up in an entirely different universe.

Unless Primus had provided him with the worst afterlife imaginable, it was the only conclusion Optimus could reach.

It had been cycles since he’d have to play the role of an affable mech, but Optimus forced a smile on his faceplate, acting the part of an annoying younger brother. “Aw, you worried for Magnus?”

There was a long silence, then Ultra Magnus was forcibly pulling him away from behind his desk.

“I’m taking you to a medic.”

Huh… he picked the wrong personality then.

—

“His processor is relatively stable. No viruses in his system and there’s no glitch in his programming.”

Optimus sat at the medical berth, digits thrumming against the metal impatiently as Ratchet stated the obvious. He turned his optics to Ultra Magnus who was leaning on the wall, an indifferent look on his faceplates though the tenseness in his frame betrayed his worry. Once he was alone, Optimus needed a good laugh. 

Ultra Magnus… caring for him…

What a joke.

“Then the change in personality?” Ultra Magnus drawled out, sounding as if he wanted to be anywhere but here. 

Optimus caught Ratchet’s optics, the medic flashing him a grin as though they were sharing a secret.

It wasn’t the first look the medic had given him. In his spark, he was delighted to know that in this universe, Ratchet seemed to be much more amicable towards him. It seemed that his counterpart was well-acquainted with Ratchet if they were exchanging snide looks. Though there was also the flicker of rage. In his world, the medic had left with that traitor Goldbug. While Optimus could simply discard the other mech before he could betray him again, it would be best to stay in the mech’s good graces. Ratchet had been a brilliant asset regardless of his treachery. Optimus would simply have to keep the medic from betraying him.

“Have you considered that your brother is simply… happy?” Ratchet had turned to Ultra Magnus, an amused glint in his optics as he crossed his servos in front of his chassis. “If the problem is a change in personality, then I suggest you leave my clinic. I’m a medic, not a psychologist.”

“Run the tests again.” The words were gritted out. Optimus took note of it. This Ultra Magnus seemed to really care about his younger brother. While he was loath to work with the mech again, Optimus knew an opportunity when he saw one. Perhaps in this universe, once he began his ascent to power again, he could manipulate the other mech’s care for him to keep him in line.

After another grueling joor of being poked and prodded, Ratchet confirmed the same diagnosis: Optronix was medically-sound.

There was a clear distress in Ultra Magnus’ optics.

“Apologies for my brother, Ratchet. I don’t want to waste any more of your time.” He tried to keep his tone steady, refusing to stick to a particular personality until he knew what Optronix had been like.

The medic let out a laugh, opening his intake but Ultra Magnus cut him off.

“Are you two��� friends?”

The question caught Optimus off-guard.

What was wrong with his other version that prompted that question?

“Of course I have friends.” He scoffed, and that removed all the tension in Ultra Magnus’ frame. At least now he knew that talking back was normal for his other version.

But another thought came into his processor.

If Ultra Magnus thought Optronix didn’t have friends…

Then did he not know Megatron in this universe?

—

After his visit to the clinic, and with a bit of convincing, Ultra Magnus had escorted him home before leaving to meet with Treadshot. Optimus had quickly searched the entire apartment, intending to find any information that would better assist him in impersonating Optronix. He had found quite a bit of information.

For one, his other version was pathetically depressing.

The apartment had no distinguishable personality, nothing to indicate that his other version cared for anything aside from the mess of books on the ground.

Optimus had his own side interests, like listening to Megatron’s passionate speeches because the other mech really had been amusing, so he felt a bit of disappointment at his other self for having… nothing.

Optronix was a librarian. Optimus had been a senator. 

What an inferior mech…

Optimus was about to give up on his fruitless search when he took note of a datapad on a table near the berth.

It gave him everything he needed to know about Optronix.

Optimus had to applaud his other version, his plans were quite meticulous and as depressed as his other version may have been, it seemed the other mech had hated his lack of power.

Enough that he was willing to do anything to seize any for himself.

They were similar in that way.

There was no mention of Metroplex in the plans, but he wasn’t surprised that Starscream’s designation was brought up. Starscream in the other world had been a scientist - not the most brilliant but he would have been a good asset if he had chosen to submit to his rule. In this world, it seemed as though Starscream was a well-known genius.

Optronix had written it all down for Optimus to scour through. An extensive plan to recruit particular mechs, and if he was able to recruit Starscream, he would gain access to Crystal City’s advanced technology. With that technology, Optronix planned to sweep through Cybertron’s cities until he was the sole ruler of the entire planet.

An interesting plan, well-designed and one Optimus would certainly utilize to his advantage. It gave him a better view of what this universe was like and what he could use in his ascent to power.

A shame that this universe’s Starscream didn’t seem to have a Jetfire. Optimus had taken note of how close those two mechs had been in his universe. He could have used both of them against the other to keep them in line.

But there was one other designation that Optimus had searched for. He must have read the datapad three times before he finally came to the same conclusion he had reached at the clinic.

Optronix did not know Megatron.

He didn’t know why, but he felt personally insulted by that.

Where in the designation of Primus was Megatron in this universe?

He had killed his own in the end, but Optimus would not accept the mech’s absence in this new universe.

Megatron would not escape his grasp for the second time.

—

A mathematician.

This universe’s Megatron was a mathematician.

It was such a bizarre fact that Optimus couldn’t even laugh.

He thought of his own Megatron, the miner turned civil rights activist that opposed him the entirety of their friendship. No matter what angled Optimus had tried, Megatron had never trusted him fully. He had lectured Optimus as though they were friends, but Megatron never could see him that way. Optimus chalked it up to the other mech’s distrust of authority.

Optimus was well aware that the other mech had never shared the same affection he had felt.

‘That’s where you are wrong, Orion. You may have offered me a place at your side… but I never could have been on your side.’

He had to admit, killing Megatron was the only regret he ever had after he had returned home to Cybertron.

While he hated the traitors Goldbug, Prowl, and Ultra Magnus, no other mech had compared to Megatron.

He had lost the only mech that he thought he deserved to have.

Now they were both dead in their universe.

Was Megatron given the same second chance that he had?

Optimus stared down at the datapad in his servos, leaning his helm back against the berth as he scoured some of the available pictures of this universe’s Megatron.

He had searched the other mech’s designation in the system, hoping that somehow in this universe Megatron had made a reputation for himself that he would be famous enough to pop up among the search results.

He had been instantly met with mathematical papers and a profile from the Polyhex Institute. Not only was Megatron a mathematician, he was also a professor.

Optimus had a difficult time recognizing the mech in the picture.

While this universe’s Megatron looked similar to his own, it was startling to see the easy smile on the other mech’s faceplate. It didn’t appear forced, rather it appeared as though it was a gesture that came to this universe’s Megatron easily.

He had a difficult time equating this Megatron from the Megatron he knew. Even when their friendship was somewhat amicable, his Megatron usually held an irritated scowl on his faceplate. He had been rough around the edges, his experience as a miner having shaped him into a jaded mech that sometimes Optimus had wondered what kept the hope in the other mech’s spark from dimming. It was that juxtaposition that made him so entertaining.

If only his Megatron had stayed by his side…

His optics focused on the picture again.

This universe’s Megatron had the same blue optics, but there was no weariness in their gaze. Rather, there was an openness in that faceplate, a mech who looked like he trusted and forgave too easily.

While Optimus missed the Megatron of his universe (for he had been the first love he had known), he would be lying if he said he wasn’t endeared by this universe’s Megatron.

This version was untouched by life’s hardships.

A clean slate.

—

Blue optics glowed in the darkness as the sun dipped past the horizon, bathing Professor Megatron’s office in shadows.

He could feel the shake in his servos, the horror across his faceplate as he read through the equations again and again.

He couldn’t remember how long he had stood there, but from the stiffness in his frame, it must have been joors.

Even as the formula disappeared before him, engulfed by the black of the coming lunar cycle, he could almost see the numbers flashing across in his processor. 

Recharge would not come easily.

Megatron knew it would not come easily for a very long time.

When he had begun his calculations a few astroweeks ago, it had been a mere curiosity that he had wanted to indulge. The school year in the Institute of Polyhex had officially ended and most of the students had returned home to their cities. As Megatron was one of the few professors who resided on campus, he had a lot of free time on his servos.

He had planned to publish his views on the theory of psychohistory, a controversial branch of science that most of his colleagues had ridiculed in the past. Megatron hadn’t had the time to look into it himself, but he had decided he would after cycles of putting the task to the side.

Now… he was unsure if that had been a good idea.

If the theory was true, then the entire world was about to be put into upheaval.

Civil war…

Wars were a phenomenon of the ancient past, when Cybertronian cities were still divided and scrounging for land.

After many treaties and alliances, Cybertron had come into a peaceful golden era.

How many generations has it been since the last war?

Megatron was no historian, but he was quite certain that there was no mech currently alive that had actually witnessed a war.

There remained warriors, but they’ve never truly seen a battlefield.

Now all of Cybertron was about to plunge into a new era of bloodshed.

Megatron let out a shaky vent, unable to believe the answer his calculations had given.

He’d have to consult his colleagues. Even if psychohistory was controversial, the results needed to be shared.

Megatron could not close his optics to a possible civil war.

He would never forgive himself if it came true and he had done nothing to stop it.

Suddenly, a notification from the datapad on his desk broke him from his thoughts.

He turned, feeling the ache in his frame as he reached his desk and grabbed the datapad with his servos.

A message.

He frowned, unable to recognize the ID that had sent it:

‘Dear Professor,

I am a librarian from the City of Iacon. I have recently come across a few of your papers and I’m interested to learn more from you. Forgive me for being so bold, but if you have the time, I would love to keep up this correspondence with you.’

Sincerely,

Optronix

[infinitygalaxy]

Another TFA ultra Magnus x bumblebee but shattered glass style with SG Opitmus prime

[transingthoseformers]

consider a Rodimus x Megatron x Ultra Magnus threesome in shattered glass

[robot-rarepairs-dotcom]

Hi! I wonder if you could give me some hcs about predaking x Ultra Magnus but in shattered glass au pls 🙏 ( both sfw and nsfw)

Hm. I’m imagining Predaking as a very sweet and loyal person in this case so I’ll try my best

Predaking tries to convince Magnus that trying to have the matrix will only get him hurt

Magnus has a bit of an ego in SG and his transition into a relationship was a bit drawn out

Magnus wants to paint Predakings wings sometimes but Predaking struggled to trust him

Predaking kisses the scars Magnus has and it reduces Magnus to a sappy soft mess

Magnus pets Predaking to help him sleep without nightmares

Magnus pities Predaking for being warforged and talks about things before the war and even tries to keep his bias out of it

Magnus gives Predaking autobot books to decode

Shockwave was stunned to see Predaking taking a mate with an autobot but having Magnus

Nsfw:

Magnus was shook by Predacon spike

They’re very gentle during interfacing. It’s a moment of trust and tenderness and vulnerability

Magnus felt embarrassed for not being able to take predakings spike right away but Predaking was very gentle and encouraging

Sometimes they’ll switch

They clean up very well bc pregnancy scares are not what are needed currently

[ask-sg-optimus-prime]

who would you kill first?

Megatron or Ultra Magnus.

Megatron, unless Ultra Magnus steps out of line. Magnus would make an impressive example among my ranks.

[b1rd1ee]

Shattered glass tfa Megatron and Starscream walking with semi reformed delinquent son Optimus. :33333333333333

In my head, the Decepticons put the space bridge crew through therapy (cause oh boy do they need it) and Ultra Magnus was VERY abusive towards Optimus in particular snd gave him the scar on the side of his face ( the others find out about that MUCH later when cybertron is reformed and Magnus is in prison for lifers) and Megatron and Starscream end up adopting him.

Here's Megatron comforting a crying Optimus.

[iruiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii]

part 3 of transformers the movie but evil and with dick jokes

[redfoxdude07]

I gave Delta Magnus leg extensions, and now he looks like the chillest mf around

Wild what an extra inch does to someone's perception of something

[knight-says-rollout]

Would you mind telling us about more disabled Cybertronians?

Oh boy would I

For this list let’s focus on physical disabilities, both because they’re the most commonly dismissed by the fandom and bc if we try to cover everything we’d be here all day (that can be another list, maybe, if y’all want)

This isn’t going to be comprehensive bc I’m tired but!! I will aim for a broad variety of examples nonetheless

Bumblebee - You all know him, you all love him. He’s the most obvious and most well known example of a disabled Cybertronian character.

In many iterations he is mute

Not by choice but because he lacks a voice box. Bee physically isn’t capable of speech and depending on the version has different tools to work around that. Sometimes he uses his radio to repurpose song and radio dialogue into speech, in cyberverse he also makes use of the internet for clips. In the aligned continuity (tfp and connected media) he speaks in binary, a very simplified form of language using beeps and buzzes, but still lacks a real voice and can’t form words.

In IDW he has a cane

At one point in the comics Bumblebee was shot by a human protester and as a result used a cane for a good bit of time. I haven’t had the chance to read that far into IDW yet so I’m not sure how long he had the cane for but it was enough time that it’s a solidified part of the charcaters history. I’ve seen little models of the cane for sale, to be paired with bee figures.

TFP Ultra Magnus - everyone’s favorite awkward commander, despite his popularity he’s surprisingly overlooked when it comes to this discussion

An amputee, he lost his hand

During an energon raid with wheeljack, magnus’ hand was crushed. Ratchet couldn’t save it and had to amputate, replacing it with a hooked prosthetic. I call it a prosthetic rather than replacement part because despite him being able to move it, it’s not a hand. Not in the way he had previously, and he has to relearn how to use it at all.

I think that’s an important distinction to make when discussing disability and transformers. Some bots might have only ever had one hand, or no legs, or etc but that’s always been their level of ability and since they Are robotic. Yeah they might not have the same capabilities as another bot but that’s a hard metric to go by. Seekers can fly but a grounder isn’t disabled because they can’t fly too, it’s a different standard.

WFC Shamble - far lesser known than Magnus, and reasonably so, this background character is Also missing a limb

Amputee, leg edition

His prosthetic is a lot less fancy than magnus’s, it’s a simple peg leg. Put em together and you get a pirate. Not much to say about him since i don’t know how he lost the leg, just that he did.

Shadow Striker - Most awesome lady in cyberverse. Unlike the above two, she Was able to get actual replacement parts rather than prosthetics. Despite this, she is both shown throughout the show and implied to have

Impaired mobility

Chronic pain

She was able to get replacement parts yes but they were needed because she was blown up. The limbs she was given were kinda just what the others could Find and as such are mismatched and don’t fit her very well. Her motor skills took a blow especially when it comes to combat, something she used to excel in. Her new limbs are described as unstable and prone to malfunction. The loss of mobility and implied chronic pain that come along with her situation are rough, but she makes do.

SG Soundwave - my favorite little guy, he’s in a bit of a different situation than the previous.

Bad Joints ™

His body was entirely overhauled multiple times, successfully, but the latest frame change was done with conflicting metals. Earth and Cybertronian materials clash in his joints, making them prone to getting stopped up. The most affected hinge being the one on the door to his tape deck. It is so prone to getting stuck that his cassettes refuse to dock with him at risk of getting trapped. To work around this, Soundwave has the aid of a personalized case he carries around that they dock in instead.

IDW Sunstreaker - speaking of assistive devices, this guy was (for a time) a wheelchair user! Or,, hoverchair.

Temporary,,, paraplegic? Correct me if another term fits better

Taking this moment for an aside to say hey!! Lookit that, both canes and hoverchairs are things that canonically and casually exist on cybertron!! It’s not too wild to assume there are bots out there who use them long term!! Yes both characters on this list were repaired eventually but they’re also both very popular old characters from an action based franchise and hasbro doesn’t have the balls to make something like that permanent yet. We the fandom are not hasbro. We can do whatever we damn want with our OCs. It’s canon that ur little guy can use mobility aids.

Ok, PSA over, anyway yeah Sunny’s body was basically wrecked and alpha trion was able to repair all of him except his legs. This put him in a hoverchair for a good amount of time.

Finback - he’s a con, a pirate, who developed a “metal wasting disease”

He’s on permanent life support

The disease is going to kill him eventually, and it’s explicitly stated that he’s come to terms with the idea of his death. In the meantime he’s using pretender tech, kinda like fancy armor, to reinforce himself and boost his immune system

Perceptor - for a microscope, the fact he’s got vision issues in multiple continuities is kinda ironic

He’s fully blind in cyberverse

He lost an eye in IDW

Between the two we get to see both routes taken to work with this. Adaption and technological aid. In cyberverse he uses his scope to compensate for the loss of vision Toph-style. In IDW he built himself a monocle that basically replaces the pieces that are missing.

Now we get into the uniquely Cybertronian disabilities, one’s that don’t quite translate to human conditions

Transmutate - is a beloved bot from beast wars

They can’t transform, they don’t have an alt mode

I’m hazy on the details of their character but afaik they came from a damaged stasis pod. Described as deformed and handicapped for their both their lack of an alt mode and general appearance, they are probably the oldest explicitly disabled Cybertronian character

Xaaron - from G1 is in a similar situation

He can’t transform, it would kill him

Unlike transmutate he does have an alt mode, a tank, but after thousands of years without transforming he is no longer able to. The new stress it would cause on his body would kill him.

Broadside - continuing with the subject of alt modes, this clumsy boy is a boat! That’s not a good thing.

He’s very prone to motion sickness

As you can imagine, chronic sea sickness isn’t the most helpful thing when you are the boat. This brings in the entirely new element of mobility issues that are inherent to alt modes. A bot that functions fine in root form might not in alt mode and vice versa.

Trailbreaker - is another instance of this. He’s not a fast car by any means but that doesn’t stop the fact

His frame has a very high energon cost

Possibly the least fuel efficient autobot, he’s got an outlier ability on top of it all that only further increases his required energon intake. He needs to pay more attention to his energon levels and refuel more often overall.

G1 Knockout - yes that’s right the shiny medic himself is on this list, though not for the same reason as his tfp version, g1 knockout still lives up to his name

He’s prone to fainting

A knockout in the more literal sense, he faints when he gets too excited. Fully collapses and everything. Since he’s a fall risk, his teammates take care to keep an eye on him.

Annnnd Yknow he probably should’ve been earlier in the list along with the “human-ish” issues but I’m tired, it’s late, and I’m bringing this list to a close

Im sure there are more characters that I didn’t mention but I hope this helped! Thank you for the ask

[bulkheadbignaturals]

I’m gonna be on a cruise with family for the entire week I won’t be active much or at all due to limited access to internet. I’ll try to return with drawings! And possibly fan art for a certain fanfic… :3€

In the meantime have some TFP Wreckers buttons I made last week! I didn’t have the shell for Magnus so he isn’t pressed unfortunately

[highrhulain85]

M.S.M.D's

TFP x TF: Shattered Glass Crossover

Ratchet from the Shattered Mirrorverse travels to the Prime verse in hopes of taking the Matrix from Optimus. However, he didn't account for one thing when he gets found out by the Autobots and confronted by Prime-Ratchet.

The summery of the story going up to this scene is as follows:

Ratchet from the Shattered Mirrorverse travels to the Prime verse in hopes of taking the Matrix from Optimus. He knocked out and hid the real Rachet and portrayed as him for the day that he was there. The Autobots did notice a different sudden change in his behavior and after witnessing him trying to experiment on one of their human friends they intervened, and Prime-Ratchet returned to confront his counterpart. However, the scuffle between them had made the other Autobots lose track of who was the real one. Optimus started questioning them on certain events that could have brought out the real one, however the Mirror-Ratchet had implanted a device in Prime-Ratchet to relay information, and block comm signals, to answer the questions correctly.

This is the scene that follows.

Hope you like it, enjoy.

Legend:

"Hi."- Talk

"YooHoo!"- Inner-Thought

*"Hello."* - Comm-link.

(*): Only Ratchet can hear the Mirror-Ratchet

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“This is bad,” Jack tightened his grip on the catwalk rail as he and Miko anxiously watched the scene before them. “It’s like Makeshift Déjà vu.”

Two Ratchets were sternly facing each other with folded arms, optics never falling away from the other, standing in the middle of the hanger. The other Autobots were on the side lines with blasters at the ready but were hesitant on taking any action. Both Ratchets were exactly the same, and from the earlier trivia spat they had the same past major memories up until the day before. Now, no one had any idea about how to tell them apart from the real one… to the sinister mirror self of their medic from another dimension.

Miko was bouncing on the balls of her feet at the nervous tension. Raf had taken shelter next to Agent Fowler, who looked at the scene with a deep frown. The boy was still shaken by Mirror-Ratchet’s attempt at a ‘checkup’.

“Well, someone had better come up with something soon, these two are going to go at it like bears over a honeypot,” the man whispered tightly.

Bulkhead, Smokescreen, and Bumblebee glanced at each other nervously, while Ultra Magnus and Arcee stood tense. Wheeljack was clenching and unclenching his sword handle.

Even Optimus Prime had to frown, his spark could feel his old friend, but the presence of the other had made it difficult to point him out.

Meanwhile the still Ratchets were at war within their CPU’s, Ratchet inwardly snarling as the other mocked him. (*)

“Face it, Medic. I’ll win, and soon not only will I be rid of you, and the matrix in my possession, I think I’ll take some of those humans as experiments,” there was a twisted grin in his voice. “That little one would be a perfect pet.”

Both Ratchets moved into a new stance in snarling fury, their knives transformed from their hands, making everyone tense and raised their weapons, however one only did it to keep up the act, the other was purely genuine.

“Over my sparkless husk, you sparkeater-reject!”

“That will be arranged, walking rust heap.”

Jack bit his lip as he watched and heard the snarls from the medics, the sounds echoed softly in the hanger, but it felt deafening.

He blinked.

Wait… echo… deafening… If he’s from there, then… So, he wouldn’t have it! That’s it!

“I don’t know how much more of this I can take,” Miko worriedly moaned at his side. She blinked at him when he grabbed her arm and whispered into her ear. Her eyes widen and she looks at him curiously. “Yeah they’re here but I haven’t used them much since Ultra McSarge came, why?”

“How fast and quietly can you set them up?” He spoke low as he glanced at the rising tense scene.

Miko just look at him with more confusion. “I can set them up fast but not very quietly, why? This isn’t time for--”

“This is a perfect time for one since he wouldn’t have an IT.”

Her face light up in shock at his smirk. She then gave a silent squeal and whispered back. “Jack, you genius! How much?”

“Full Tilt.”

The Asian girl rubbed her palms in excitement.

“One fast and ‘quiet’ set up, coming right up. You better warn the others.” With that she took off to her section of the living area as quietly as possible. Fowler and Raf looked away from the doc fight to watch her curiously, they were surprised when Jack came beside them and handed them a pair of headphones each.

A look of realization came on Raf’s face.

“Fowler, can I use your phone, and put these on? You have ‘Autobot conference call’ on it right?”

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“This is getting ridiculous,” rumbled Wheeljack as the medics started to circle each other. “I say we knock them both out. Then we can weasel out the fake.”

“Won’t that cause more problems?” asked Bulkhead also keeping his vocalizer low.

“Beep-whoo-bib!”

“Like that’s any better!”

“We could have a ‘grumpy’ contest… what? The grumpiest Ratchet is ours, right?”

“This isn’t a joking matter, Smokescreen,” scowled the wrecker commander.

“Just an idea.”

Arcee felt the Wheeljack’s idea sounded pretty good right now.

*“Arcee.”*

Her optics blink at the sudden ping in her comm. It registered to Fowler, but Jack hushed voice came over. She noticed all the other Autobots, except the Ratchets, start at the summons as well.

*“Jack? Why are you calling through the conference call on Fowlers phone?”*

*“Everyone, don’t react to this call, just stay quiet. Answer through the inner-comm.”*

*“This is hardly the time for pleasantry calls, Mr. Darby.”*

*“What are you up to, Jackson?”* The Prime remained focused on the twin medics outwardly. His sensors found the young man with the phone on the other side of the hanger on the catwalk, his optics widen a fraction when he saw Miko mess with a familiar box shape.

*“Please trust me sir, everyone turn on your MSMD’s.”*

Only Ultra Magnus tilted his head in confusion.

*“And I thought Raf was the only genius,”* Wheeljack was glad he had his mask on, his grin would have been noticed by the feuding Ratchets.

*“Beep-bib-booop!”*

*“Got that right, wouldn’t know what hit him!”* The rookie had to really keep his bouncing steps stone still.

*“That’s my partner.”*

*“I am… confused, what is an ���MSMD’?”*

*“Oh scrap, that’s right you don’t have one.”*

*“Ultra Magnus, just turn your audial dampeners to their highest level,”* Optimus looked to the bewildered commander slightly, never giving away their plan to the two white mechs. *“And I would advise covering them as well.”*

Still looking bewildered, Magnus did as told. He turned to the center stage as the Ratchets now had each other in a hand hold with one of their servos while their knives were trying to inch toward each other’s necks. But it looked like one was starting to weaken, and the other struggled to keep his form up.

The true Ratchet's CPU was fighting to ignore the boastful mocks.

“Oh, look you’re getting tired. A clear sign of my supremacy. Fall and die!”

“Never!”

Jack looked keenly and found that now was the time. He looked over at Raf and Fowler, their headphones were on, check, he looked to Arcee, she glanced at him and the gave a simple slight nod, MSMD’s activated, check. He then looked to make sure Magnus was prepared at least, check, and now…

His own headphones were in place as he looked over and saw Miko behind her AMP, she positioned it within range of the feuding mechs, her guitar plugged in, and she turned the volume dial to full volume. She got up into position, her headphones secured head turned to him and she gave a thumbs up.

He looked back at the Ratchets and raised a hand.

The pick was raised at the ready.

Nobody moved, though some looked giddy at the expected outcome.

One Ratchet was struggling to keep one knee from falling, the other had a slight smirk of victory.

Jack threw his hand down. “Now!”

The pick fell.

“BWWWWWWWAAAAAAAOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNGGGGGG!”

The sound of the struck strings rang through the air. The hanger walls seemed to vibrate.

The humans, besides Miko, pressed their headphones over their ears.

The Autobots had a little grimace on their faceplates, save for Bulkhead and Wheeljack who had laughing smirks.

Ultra Magnus cringed greatly and fell on one knee as his audials screamed as if in pain. He grinded his dentras, he pressed his servos tightly to head helm as his processor circuits felt they were splitting.

But he just had a mild reaction compared to the other.

“AAAAAAIIIEEEEEEEEGGGGGGGHHHHH!”

Both Ratchets had cringed at the sound and covered their audials as Miko played her music of loud harsh random cords, notes, and high octaves. A loud thump and crash came from the floor while…

“MIKO!” Ratchet uncovered his audials, MSMD activated, and scowled the still playing girl with fists on his hips. “This is not time to play your Primus… for… saken…”

He slowed his reprimand at a sudden realization, and he turned to the floor.

“AAAAIIIIEEEGGHHH! WH-WHAT IS THIS HORRID NOICE!? IT’S AWFUL! MY CPU IS MELTING! PLEASE, MAKE IT STOP! PLEASE, PLEASE, MAKE IT STOP! AAAAIIIIEEEGGGHHH!”

Mirror-Ratchet flailed on the concrete floor, his servos pressing so hard to his audials his helm sounded like it was being crushed. His face looked like he was about to face Unicron alone with an ice cream scooper.

Ratchet stared for a bit, then started to smile and laugh as he watched and turned back to the still playing girl. “Hahaha, wonderful, astounding music, crank it up!”

Miko grinned at him.

“NO!” This time Magnus had to reach out in slight plea, he cringed when he had to remove a servo to do so. “Please no more, I think I’m going into stasis lock!”

Ratchet continued to laugh as Jack motioned to Miko with his hand cutting across his neck. She played at least one more dramatic guitar riff and the sounds faded.

Leaving a still pleading, shaking heap of Mirror-Ratchet on the concrete.

Smokescreen came up with a pair of mag-cuffs and latched them on the wrists.

Mirror-Ratchet stared off into space until he slowly shook his head, his audials were still ringing. He realized his was cuffed, but any angered resistance was foiled when he was faced with a menagerie of weapons and a whole Autobot squad of smirks.

He whimpered in defeat.

-------------------

The right calibrations to the groundbridge were entered, the coordinates of the right dimension were logged in, and by Special Bulkhead Lob Delivery the mad doctor of the Mirrorverse was returned back to where he belonged. At last, their weird nightmare had come to an end. The bots made doubly sure he’d never ever come back, but the details explained on how blew over the human’s heads. And things were finally back to their version of normal.

But not without a few questions.

“How did you know the Mirror-Ratchet would react to your… ‘music’, Miss Nakadai?” asked Ultra Magnus as Ratchet, their one of a kind, genuine number one Ratchet, looked into his audials for any permanent damage.

Miko ignored at the gibe at her genre taste and instead leapt onto Jacks arm, smiled at them and pointed at the blushing teen.

“It was Jack’s idea!”

“I thought since he was from the Mirrorverse and never met us there, he wouldn’t have had an MSMD.”

“Nice thinking, son,” Fowler complemented.

“What exactly is an MSMD?” asked Magnus.

“It’s an upgrade I developed shortly after the children came to spend time with us,” explained Ratchet as he finished his exam. “I’m putting in one for you as well. It helps dampen certain sounds the children make to protect our sensory hearing and from making us go insane from it. Something I’m sure that twisted doppelganger probably never would have thought about when he came here. If he had the opposite thinking as I do, he never would have thought of the small details it takes to having to live with humans.” He then smiled at Miko. “Though I think I had heard the best concert ever, so it’s tolerable for today.”

Miko smiled back and giggled. “You’re welcome Docbot, great to have you back.”

“So, what does MSMD stand for?” the Wreaker commander had to know.

All the bots and humans looked at each other with smiles before the Prime answered.

“Miko’s Slash Monkey Dampener.”

[cozzzynook]

Man seeing that SG Au pop up again has remined me a pretty cool SG Rodimags Fic on AO3 I once read.

Considering in SG Magnus is Optimus's brother meaning by dating Rodimus a mech who's been trying to steal leader ship from the crazed Prime for years, is a very large thorn in Optimus's side. Of course Prime can try everything in his power to get his brother and rival to break up, he's tried hooking them up with different bots, assassinations or sending them on long missions that last eons but so far nothing has worked in fact its made them closer than ever.

Eventually Optimus calls it off when he finds out they're leaving Cybertron on the Last Light (SG version of the LL in this AU) secretly hoping that Magnus or Rodimus don't come back any time soon, leaving him to rule Cybertron in peace.

Well while on their space journey Rodimus and Magnus quickly make up for lost time, it doesn't take long for Rodimus to discover he is carrying their first of many sparklings (Emberlings? Kindleings?)

Unfortunately when the news finally reaches Optimus, all the prime can do is loudly groan in disappointment knowing that he is now an uncle to an unrulily bunch of bitties that have two creators that hate his guts. Knowing that when his 'new family' eventually return there will be a dispute about possible heirs ruling Cybertron in the future, Optimus quickly looking for his own possible partner that he can have his own heir's with. Gold bug lost his claim to the throne long ago when he ran off with that Seeker Starscream during the war. But knowing Optimus it will likely be a long and tedious search.

(Thank you for letting me ramble on. Might have gotten a little carried away -🤭)

I really like this. You cab get carried away any time 🤭, this is lovely

[honey-brewed-rose]

I spent all my savings for them😭(blind boxes)

I wanted to get Soundwave/Shockwave/Tarn/Nemesis Prime and I got NONE😭 (Don’t get me wrong I love them too but it’s just 🥹)

But at least I got SG Soundwave (had to bought it directly)

📍台北西門町誠品生活武昌店3樓買的盲盒！