#silentdeath

[ask-tf-techbug]

In tfp tfp Techbug's info. There's a part in his background that says he was kidnapped by the Decepticons and forced to join them, they change the frame and this is what he look like. His Decepticon name is silentdeath.

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[writeyouin]

Rodimus X Techbug – Guardian Prime (COMMISSION)

Description – When a new Autobot joins the Lost Light, Rodimus seeks to become their mentor. However, when he learns of Techbug’s difficult past, he might find the task harder than he expected.

A/N – Hey @ask-tf-techbug​, I hope this is what you had in mind. If you want anything editing, just say the word and I’ll do it ASAP. In the meantime, thank you very much for the commission.

WARNINGS – Smut. NSFW. Mentions of abuse.

RATING – M

WORD COUNT – 2173

Rodimus walked with a spring in his step, eager to meet Techbug, the newest recruit to the Lost Light. Ultra Magnus had warned Rodimus of Techbug’s past. Originally an Autobot who had been captured at the start of the war, he had been forced into the Decepticon ranks. Techbug had been controlled through abuse, manipulation, and torture; it had turned him into one of the Decepticons’ most ruthless killers, Silentdeath. Now that the war was over and Techbug was free to start his life anew. He had been sent to the Lost Light to receive therapy from Rung, who specialised in treating PTSD, among other things.

Although Rodimus knew of the infamous Silentdeath, it didn’t taint his opinion of Techbug; after all, Drift had once been a Decepticon, and he’d managed to turn his life around. With the right mentor, Techbug would be just fine, and Rodimus was determined to be that mentor, if only to prove to Ultra Magnus that he could be responsible when he wanted to be; besides, how hard could it really be, being a mentor?

Finally, Rodimus reached Techbug’s new hab-suite, whereupon he rapped a playful tune on the door.

“Hey Techbug,” Rodimus greeted with a wink once the door was opened, “I’m Rodimus, the co-captain of the Lost Light. Nice to meet ya.”

Rodimus didn’t let his surprise at Techbug’s appearance show. He wasn’t small enough to be a mini-bot, yet he couldn’t have been taller that fifteen feet, only coming up to Rodimus’ chassis. He also had a similar appearance to Earthen cats, with a white tipped tail that sharply contrasted his orange colour scheme, and cat audials to match; it was rare to find bots that were shaped after organic creatures. Moreover, Rodimus couldn’t help feeling that Techbug was slender, more like a femme than a mech. To be perfectly candid, Rodimus found Techbug cute.

“Hi…” He whispered quietly in response, unsure of what to say since he didn’t know Rodimus; what he would give to be more comfortable with strangers like most other bots were.

“So,” Rodimus beamed, ignoring the tension. “You want a tour of my ship? It’ll help you get more acquainted.”

Techbug gave a small nod and left his hab-suite, following closely behind Rodimus, who slipped easily into the role of charismatic tour-guide.

They were about three-quarters of the way through the tour when something Rodimus said piqued Techbug’s interest.

“This is one of three labs that we have aboard the ship. As you can see, uh- Techbug?” Rodimus looked behind him, sure that the bot had been there a minute ago.

“Look at this, it’s all brand new,” Techbug marvelled, zooming around the lab. “Is that a GR-91 Centrifuge? I haven’t seen one in real life before. The Cons’ never let me into their labs and they only had old ones anyway. Do you know how fast this could separate particles? It could- Uh… I mean… Sorry for getting so over-excited… I’ll- I’ll be quiet now.”

Rodimus grinned cockily, “Hey, don’t worry about it, it’s cool to see you so excited. You like this lab? Then take it. Nobody else uses it anyway. Brainstorm and Perceptor each have one, so you may as well get this one if you want it.”

“Primus,” Techbug’s tail piece twitched in anticipation, “All of this for me, are you sure?”

“Yeah, it’s no biggie.”

‘Oh, but it is,’ Silentdeath, Techbug’s alternate personality growled maliciously inside his processor. ‘It’s a very big deal, right Techie? What have you done to deserve this? Nothing! You’ve done nothing for this, betrayer.’

“Be quiet,” Techbug hissed.

“What was that?” Rodimus asked, having missed Techbug’s warning.

‘Ooh, he’s listening to our private conversation. We don’t want that now, do we. You should stare him down. One look from our outlier ability and the only time he’ll speak is with Primus in the Afterspark.’

“Stop,” Techbug whispered.

“Hey, are you feeling okay?” Rodimus placed a soothing hand on Techbug’s shoulder-plate. “Med-bay isn’t far from here, I could take you to see Ratchet.”

‘HE WANTS TO TAKE YOU TO MED-BAY! You remember what happens in med-bay, right? They’ll recode you again, and they’ll make sure it hurts. I can’t wait to hear your pathetic screams when they tear you apart and put you back together again. Such sweet agony.’

“GET AWAY FROM ME!” Techbug pushed Rodimus, making him stumble backwards.

Before Rodimus could protest, Techbug fixed him with a hard glare, feeling his outlier ability rising up from within, burning quickly through his already low energon supply. With the ability to freeze or kill an enemy with a look, Techbug had been one of the Decepticons’ best weapons. With a full fuel tank, he could have frozen up to three mechs, as it was however, Techbug only managed to freeze Rodimus in time before a warning flashed on his visor: ENERGON LEVEL CRITICAL. SHUTDOWN PROTOCOL ENGAGED.

Techbug passed out and Rodimus was stuck, aware of everything yet unable to help. Fortunately, it only took a few minutes for Rodimus to be released from the effects of the outlier ability, allowing him to move freely once again.

He vented the excess air from his systems, eyeing up Techbug tiredly, “Something tells me that you’re going to be a bit of a handful… I’m really glad you left your swords back at the hab-suite.”

“I’m sorry,” Techbug murmured, unable to look Rodimus in the optics. The two were in the med-bay, where Rodimus had carried him after his energon burnout. “I didn’t mean to freeze you up like that… I was- He made me do it.”

“He? You mean Silentdeath?” Rodimus asked, feeling sorry for yet another bot whose mentality had been damaged in the war.

Techbug looked uncomfortable at the mention of his Decepticon name.

“Hey, you don’t have to worry. We’ve all made mistakes, y’know, except for me, ‘cos Primus broke the mould, I was far too perfect even for him.”

Techbug snickered and Rodimus shot imaginary finger guns at him, “And the bot does know how to laugh. Good for you buddy. Anyway, is there anything you wanna do next? I’m okay staying here for a while if you want, but now that you’re energised, I was thinking we could do something fun. What do you say?”

Going against his social anxiety, Techbug nodded, “Something fun sounds good, Captain.”

After a few weeks aboard the Lost Light, Techbug started to come out of his shell. Silentdeath was quieter than he had ever been before. Techbug hadn’t used his outlier ability since he’d frozen Rodimus. With Rung’s help during therapy, he was even confronting some of his worst memories which he had always shut away in an attempt to forget; it wasn’t easy, and it usually left Techbug feeling a little worse for wear, but in the long run, he knew it would be helpful. Best of all, Techbug had even been making friends among the crew. He still gravitated towards Rodimus, but who wouldn’t? Rodimus was charming, funny, handsome, had a great aft-

Techbug blushed, snapping his eyes away from Rodimus’ aft which he had blatantly been staring at as Rodimus went to buy the next round of high-grade energon for them.

“Seems like you have a little crush,” Dogfight smirked, taking a seat next to Techbug and wrapping his arm chummily around him. “The name’s Dogfight.”

“T-Techbug,” Techbug whispered his name quietly, going ridged at Dogfight’s uninvited touch.

“Yeah. I know all about you. Been watching you for a while. You’ve got a few admirers yourself, by the way. I should know, I’m one of them. That’s actually why I’m here. I was thinking that maybe you could ditch Hot-Wheels over there,” He gestured to Rodimus. “-and come spend some time with me. Maybe even see where the night leads, if you catch my drift.”

Dogfight stroked the inside of Techbug’s thighs sensuously, leading his way up to his interface panel. Supressed memories of Techbug’s past surfaced, hitting him like a freight train. He remembered how the Decepticons had used him for sex. They had called him names, debased him, forced their way into his interface panel, made him their slave in the berth as well as away from it. Techbug felt like he might purge his tanks if he didn’t escape Dogfight’s touch.

Once again, he concentrated on his outlier ability, though this time he was in full control of it as he froze Dogfight in place and extricated himself from his hold. On a full energon supply, Techbug was not weakened by the use of his outlier, however it did not stop him from feeling nauseous as he ran back to his hab-suite, trying desperately to forgot Dogfight’s unwanted advance.

As soon as Rodimus saw Dogfight frozen in space where Techbug had once been, he abandoned the high-grade energon he’d just bought. He rushed out of Swerve’s and immediately transformed, driving speedily towards Techbug’s hab-suite.

“Techbug,” Rodimus called, banging on the door, worried that he might be too late to stop one of Techbug’s episodes. “It’s me, Rodimus. Are you in there?”

As he was left waiting, Rodimus seriously considered using his override code to unlock the door, but before he could do so, Techbug opened it, wiping coolant from his optics.

“I’m- I’m fine, Rodimus. You should just go, I’ll be alright.”

“You’re clearly not fine. What happened back there? I just looked up and you were gone. You should at least talk about whatever it is. Was it something to do with Dogfight? Did you have another accident? Was it Silentdeath again?” Rodimus rushed through the list of possibilities, speaking faster with each question.

Finally, Techbug relented and let Rodimus in, if only to stop the persistent questions.

“I- I just- I got spooked and I couldn’t be there anymore. I only wanted to be with you tonight anyway.”

“Me?” Rodimus pointed dumbly at himself. “Why? Were you feeling shy or something?”

Feeling simultaneously vulnerable, frustrated, and like he needed some attention, Techbug threw his arms around Rodimus’ neck, pulling him down for a kiss. Thankfully, Rodimus didn’t question the action as he returned the kiss, pressing his mouth hungrily against Techbug’s as if they couldn’t get close enough.

Up till now Rodimus had ignored any lingering romantic ideas of Techbug, worried that by being a mentor, he would only pressure his ward. Since Techbug had initiated the kiss however, Rodimus saw no reason to reject the advance.

Rodimus yelped as Techbug’s nimble fingers tugged at his neck cables. He broke off the kiss, staring uncertainly at Techbug. “Are you sure?” He asked, alluding to the prospect of interfacing.

“Yes,” Techbug vented air out of his vents eagerly. He had never interfaced because he wanted to before, it was always because he had to; this was new and exciting and he could already feel his spike straining to be free of his interface panel.

Rodimus reached tentatively for Techbug’s aft, massaging it gently as he made his way to the berth, falling against it rather than laying on top of it. Techbug’s interface panel slid open, his spike rubbing against Rodimus’ inner thigh.

“Is that a gun or are you just happy to see me?” Rodimus joked.

Techbug’s face-plates flushed red and his cat-like tail lashed impatiently from side to side, “I want to see yours too. I want to ride you like a hover-bike.”

Rodimus’ engines revved, “Looks like you already found the ignition.” He lifted Techbug up, letting him wrap his legs around his waist. “Now all that’s left is to get on.”

He inserted his spike into Techbug’s valve, moaning at how good it felt. Although he had planned to take it slow for their first time, Rodimus was surprised as Techbug forced himself down on Rodimus’ spike.

“I’m not that delicate,” Techbug whispered huskily.

Taking the hint, Rodimus gripped Techbug’s hips and pulled him onto the berth, so that Techbug was on top; most bots assumed that Rodimus liked to be on top but in truth he found it nice to be submissive on occasion.

Techbug began gyrating on Rodimus’ spike, growling with lust every time it pressed against his anterior node. He was desperate. He needed this attention. He basked in the warmth of Rodimus’ presence. Rodimus however, sought to toy with Techbug, reaching low to rub at his spike.

Techbug bit his lip to keep from crying out as Rodimus jacked him off. It wasn’t long before tips of transfluid beaded the top of Techbug’s spike.

“Delicious,” Rodimus purred, looking Techbug in the optics as he gathered the trans-fluid off his spike and licked it off his servo.

“Primus!” Techbug squeaked, feeling his overload building up. “I- I-” Techbug never got to finish his sentiment as Rodimus overloaded with a loud moan, followed closely by him.

He was going to tell Rodimus that he loved him, but at that moment, the words didn’t matter, and by the look on Rodimus’ face, he thought that Rodimus might know already anyway.

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[johnchisel]

Harbringer Of Devastation 🤘 #silentdeath #thrasher #rock (at The Sunset Bistro Langkawi Island)

[inkwellspoken]

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[cesarsantosjr]

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[speedpsycho]

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[randgugotur-6]

Nov 8th 1986 #Exumer released their debut album “Possessed By Fire “ #FallenSaint #SorrowsOfTheJudgement #ReignOfSadness #SilentDeath #JourneyToOblivion #ThrashMetal

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[ask-tf-techbug]

that name silentdeath, was the name that the decepticons gave him when they kidnapped him, because he was an outlier. He was forced to become one of them, they use him as a toy. They Made him kill and torture others. If it wasn't for two mechs helping me, Techbug wouldn't be alive right now.

Optimus turned to Magnus “Now what was all that back there?” he asked

[ask-tf-techbug]

ALL THE TECHBUGS FROM DIFFERENT UNIVERSES !!!

TFA - techbug

TFP - techbug

SG TFP - cybercat

SG TFA - techbug or cybercat or cyberbug

HUMEN PRIME - tech or cyber

IDW,TFP (PRIME) - technus prime

IDW ( FORCE DECEPTICON) - silentdeath

TFA HUMEN - tech

SPARKLING - techie

G1 - tech

ACTION FIGURE, TFP, TFA

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[ask-tf-techbug]

*vice nuzzled him before someone burying himself underneath over the weekend this was probably his favorite way to sleep now.*

*tech looked down as his tail continue to give Overlord the Energon, but even if the Energon he took from bulkhead was finished Tech was going to give some of his own. He was grateful that he wasn't being talked down to like a child but he still feel bad for everything. Overlord was right he didn't really have a reason well a good reason why he left. Maybe he was just feeling homesick? after the incident happened, he tries to stay as close to his family and dad as possible, even so he was used to pay to, that's why getting captured and hurt slipped his mind. he's been going through a lot of pain ever since he was younger and it got worse after what happened. Though he couldn't really take pain as much he could when he was silentdeath. The small cat like mech sat up to look overlord in the optics, he was about to say something like "I still want to pay you back I owe you so much " but he didn't get a chance to say it went Overlord gently caress his ear. However Techbug flinch slightly when Overlord reached out for his ear but that soon faded when he touched it gently. He blushed madly as he started to purr. no one has really touched his ear before, unless they was going to pull it like back in school and with the decepticons. it kind of caught him off-guard.* I.... I... Um...

ask-tf-techbug

*once they got to the room, Techbug looked around and frowned because if he didn’t have any money does that mean Overlord traded something like a part or even his energon? there is no use in asking since he already thought overlord probably wasn’t going to tell him, it’s fine he didn’t need to ask. He quickly did a scan before he sighed and nuzzled the mech. he had to repay him back anyway, the moment Overlord pulled them both close vice started to Drift off to sleep since it was much easier to fall asleep with the big six sir then back at home. Tech looked at Overlord before remembering something that Ratchet told him.*

I’ll pay you back, for the ship… For this room and for helping me.. I’m sorry i.. I don’t know how much that ship means to you but from your reaction it meant a lot and I’m sorry that because of me is destroyed now. I just got here and I’m causing you so much problems. I’m not a child so talk to me straight you don’t have to sugarcoat anything.

*he took a deep breath before his tail attached itself to Overlord, he took some extra Energon from bulkhead when he was trying to escape and he didn’t need it since he wasn’t really injured so he decided, why not give it to the pink sixer. hopefully talking to him will distract him enough to give him back the Energon he lost since he was really low.

Overlord would have stopped Techbug but a mech like him was used to pain, and as he took time to realize a tail was sucking out his energon the first time, not feeling the needle, even this time he was going to take a while. An arm wrapped around Vice and held him close. 

«The Forget wasn’t my first ship.» he started «My first ship got destroyed too, though… it was important and i’m sad about her being gone. However» he reset his vocalizer «however, a life is much more important than a ship. I’m not happy you left, I won’t lie. I really see no reason why you did that, getting in danger… with all those Autobots out there to take you and hurt you. It was stupid, without a real purpose.» he spoke calmly anyway «But asking you to repay me would be cruel. A life has no price, at least from my point of view. When one saves a life, the last thing they must expect is something. You just don’t expect anything from saving a life. A life… is free. One doesn’t have to pay to have it saved.» He reached up with his servo, caressing lightly a pointy ear. «A life must be saved, no matter what it takes. A ship? Fine. An injury? Fine. the only thing you shouldn’t give to save a life is another life. That’s sacrifice… not helping. A life can’t be exchanged for another.» he took a deep intake «there are exceptions we can say. A few. But i never found myself in that case. I always found a way to keep my life and the one i was saving. There is always a way.» They just needed to think more.

[nat-ham]

Until Death Do Us Part (on Wattpad) http://my.w.tt/UiNb/5ZOuBaZLeE The voices echo in his head, the voices opening the demons slippery ways into his heart. A silentdeath always floats the evil voices in his mind. Once, when he still cared, he counted them, memorized their features. Nathan was the best in his crew, the crew of heartless, brutal and merciless killing machines. Torn betweenlove and addiction. Nathan chose his path. "Until death do us part, remember?" he drawled, digging his fingertips into the young lad's jaw. "Until then, you're mine," a lowgrowl trembled his thin lips.

[chaosinstigator]

@silentdeaths I completely agree with you, many who has depression more often than not suffer in silence so for all we know that is what Alec is doing, with the way he was raised to show no emotion and be a soldier that wouldn't be a surprise. thank you!