#transfromers hot rod

[cozzzynook]

Optimus is turned into a sparkling(thanks to Wheeljack)and is handed over to Bumblebee and Hotrod

They think it's going to be easy... they so later find out where they got their spark attack causing behavior from...

(It can be G1, Prime or Cyberverse)

Have a great day!🥰

Thank you smokey, this is beautiful.

- optimus takes one look at them after waking up in this frame and yeets himself out of Bee’s hold.

- hot rod catches him but they quickly learn he does not want to be held away from their frame and will put himself in danger to change that and so they keep him in a sparkling wrap.

- the sparkling wrap keeps Optimus from shoving things like a blaster ( he ripped it from a mechs servo ), engex ( he yanked Ratchets cup away ), raw energon ( Hot rod was cooking, wheeljacks nails ( the bolt brain left it where Optimus could grab it ) & sparkling cleaners from his intake.

- optimus did not like being put down for recharge so he’d try smashing his helm against their chassis to prevent it. That just got him a pillow added to the wrap. He cried.

Optimus tried rolling into danger too. Hot rod got bit by a cyber wolf keeping his carrier from getting harmed and Bee got claws to the chassis for protecting his carrier from said cyber wolf when he snatched him away.

They apologize profusely to the mechs and femmes who helped take care of them but they weren’t bad as sparklings. They were bad as toddlers.

Optimus has a lot of apologizing to do

[0zzysaurus]

October 19 Co-existence

Missed a few days!! Anyways, luv these two soooo much it’s been 36 years (or 10 if we include the TF vs GI Joe comic)

[fictional-love-is-my-life]

Can you do a Bayverse Hot Rod (in his holoform) headcanon of what he will do with his pregnant human S/O?

- He will do everything for her. She barely has to lift a finger or do any work. She's creating life, the least he can do is everything else.

- He gets all her cravings. He cooks and makes sure she eats good food for the benefit of her and the baby. But he also makes sure she gets enough treats just for her as well.

- Lots of massages all the time. He'll rub her feet, her back. Whatever she needs.

- He's more than happy to help her shower, dress or even do her makeup for her. He just wants her to rest and give her the easiest nine months of her life.

- He loves doing the trick where he lifts up her belly. Letting her get some relief from the weight.

- He will happily rub lotion onto her belly, it gives him a chance to be close to her and the belly. It also gave him the chance to feel the first kick, which was one of the happiest moments of his life. He was incredibly excited.

- He makes sure to constantly compliment her. He knows it's a hard time, her body is changing. So he tells her everyday that she's beautiful, that he loves and adores her. He tells her everyday he's proud of her and can't wait to have their child together.

- He gives her lots of physical affection when she needs it. And also gives her space when she asks for it. As long as she communicates to him what she wants or needs, he is happy to work with it.

[randomassthoughtsisme]

Some of my favorite quotes from the 1984-1987 Transformers series:

[dildo-swaggins-t-baggins]

I love Rodimus, there’s something about the character that I cherish. However something that I’ve noticed is how people write him. I’m sure there’s another long tumblr post out there going on the very same rant. I’m not saying my word is final, in fact I would love to have a full conversation about Rodimus.

Now I can’t speak for Generation 1 Rodimus/Hot Rod, or really Transfromers Animated Rodimus, but I can rant about More Then Meets The Eye/Lost Light Rodimus.

In short I think one of the biggest issues I have when starting a new fic would be how one portrays Rodimus. I’m sure everyone has read a fic or two where Rodimus comes off as some kind of immature brat. Sure he can be immature, he can be bratty, even sassy, but when it’s almost every scene he’s in is over kill. Rodimus has flaws, and that’s something I cherish reading and writing about. Rodimus has relatable flaws, his whole life is wrapped up in the war, he’s been forced to destroy his only home, and now he’s set into this role that he doesn’t think he can fill. This makes him rather relatable on several levels.

Now I personally can’t relate to Rodimus 100%, I haven’t been in a war, or set a whole city on fire. But I do know the feeling of high expectations and low self confidence. We’ve all been in that situation, it could’ve been public speaking, or the first time driving, we make mistakes and we’ll beat ourselves up over them for weeks, months, even years in some cases. This is something I see with Rodimus, yes he let Drift take the fall, but he got a chance to sit down and talk with his friend. That’s something you don’t really see in media, and rarely in real life. Rodimus learned from his mistakes, more then likely beat himself up over it and realized his errors and reconnected with Drift.

Personally I think Rodimus is a better Prime when Optimus (I know someone isn’t going to be happy with that statement). Now I love their relationship, I love the idea of this ‘father and son’ set up that they have. Like most parental figures, they’re set in they’re ways, the whole ‘my way or the high way’ mind set is engraved in their skulls. I’m not saying parent’s can’t change, but they’re stubborn. Optimus is a great leader, he’s made some huge mistakes, but he’s a stubborn mech (so is Megatron). Now Rodimus is held up to the same standards, he’s pushed to be this figurehead, this great leader, but Rodimus is far from that. He’s not a leader, he doesn’t act like a Prime, he acts like anyone else. That’s why he’s a great Prime.

So if you’re going to write Rodimus, write him as you like. Make him the villain, make him the wide eyed, make him screw up, but please don’t make him flat. If he’s a villain, make him morally grey, have him have some gentle moments, show everyone his weak side, he can still do good and be so delightfully evil. If he’s wide eyed have him learn that the world isn’t this wonder, but don’t make him loose that innocence, make him learn from it. If he’s screw up, make sure he knows he’s a screw up, put him in a mental hole that he climbs out of every morning, maybe the crew sees him as a joke but dammit this mech is going to do his best!

In short I love Rodimus as a character and I would like to see people push past this idea of him being immature/brat and give him more depth.

[cozzzynook]

Hot Rod and Soundwave are on opposite sides of the war because of this they need to keep their relationship a secret. On Cybertron, seekers are seen as the most beautiful and are highly sought after. Most seekers are part of the Decepticons. Some of them want to get ahead and think sleeping with high command will do that for them.

They start flirting with Soundwave and trying to attract his attention and one time during a battle Hot Rod sees them flirting with Soundwave and becomes insecure.

I honestly think most of the seekers would be too afraid to approach Soundwave.

Thundercracker and Skywarp? Yes. Starscream? He’s with ol Megsy lol

I think Tc and Skywarp try just once with Soundwave and he terrifies them by giving them a certain look and revving his engine a little at them and they’re off flying away because no one on base purposely makes Soundwave mad. Megatron is, believe it or not, very lenient with his troops even with his terrible temper and ways. He does care about them after all. you don’t piss him off of course but you know you’ll live as long as its not trying to leave the cons.

But with Soundwave and Shockwave?

Better to chance Megatron. He’ll beat you if you push far enough yes. Guaranteed. But Shockwave and Soundwave?

You don’t chance it with them.

Shockwave for obvious experimental reasons.

Soundwave?

He is terrifying in his own right both mentally and physically and those cassettes? They’ll do anything for their cassette carrier.

If Megatron makes it a personal goal not to annoy Soundwave and Starscream is afraid of him and doesn’t involve him in his schemes.

Why would any bot be dumb enough to flirt with the communications officer?

Well, any bot but Hot rod who is secretly conjunxed to him. Dumb dumb still gets insecure thinking anyone other than him is brave enough to be with the officer.

Soundwave just gives him a look and shows him why no one else catches his optic or spark like Hot rod does.

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Spicy Megarod idea. Exotic Dancer Roddy

Hot Rod works at a neutral dance club mostly for fun but also to get some extra credits. He is dressed in pretty jewellery and his paint job is always fresh as it glitters in the lights dazzling guests. He mostly just dances but he dose like to flirt with a few handsome patrons he think are cute.

One night Roddy is just dancing and dazzling guests with his beauty until something catches his optic, he spots Megatron sitting across the room watching him with a smirk. He knows it foolish, risky and will likely end up spark-break but after his dance he slowly struts his way to Meg's table and begins to flirt with the tank.

From there Megatron is a regular patron and he often brings Hot Rod his favourite crystal flowers while also secretly stealing a kiss in dark corners of the club or backstage. ;)

Hope you enjoyed

Hot rod would work in a dance club and i think even during the war he and Megs would be getting it in off stage in a private small home where Megs has his sexy dancer tie him up and show him how tank dancing looks on a humongous spike

[cozzzynook]

Hot Rod is taking care of his newly emerged sparkling who is very clingy. He is exhausted and feels like a mess because he can't take a shower.

He's also very sore and has to sit a lot and take breaks which can be frustrating. One day he breaks down crying because he's so tired and his sparkling constantly needs him and he feels like a horrible carrier.

Soundwave comforts his mate and takes their sparkling reassuring him that everything is fine. He tucks him into bed and Hot Rod sleeps for a few hours. When he wakes up Soundwave helps wash him.

Oh my gosh

I can see this

But something i thought of immediately after him crying and breaking down, after Soundwave gets him to bed and takes their sparkling.

Is Hot rod waking up to their sparkling asleep in a soft cot, low lit candles that smell so good, surrounded by flower petals in a tub of very hot oil and solvent that makes his frame feel like his again, with Soundwave sitting behind him. Arms wrapped around Hot rod with the carrier sitting between his legs, using his servos to rub along his soft cushioned plating and protoform from carriage frame gain.

He’s massaging Hot rod gently with his face mask and visor off.

Chittering in his audio, exposed fangs from his heavily scarred face plate brushing against Hot rod’s cheek with all four purple optics softly gazing between his love and their sparkling.

Oh my gosh i just know Soundwave takes good care of him and Roddy returns the favor later on.

[cozzzynook]

In honor of Soundrod week. Hot Rod and Soundwave sharing custody of cassetticons.

Them sharing custody of the cassettes is something that happens the moment Hot rod is accidentally sparked long before the war starts.

I’m putting a spin on it, hopefully you like it.

The original cassette they share custody with is Ravage.

Soundwave found her originally and he’s been taking care of her ever since. Ravage is still a tiny kitten when Hot rod is introduced to her. He finds the cyber kitten mewling and hungry and can’t help but give in to instinct. He opens his chassis in a more private space and fuels her.

He sniffs her to see of she has a creator, he’s not familiar with Soundwave’s scent but he does stand and decide to follow it.

But Soundwave is quicker and their first meeting is Soundwave putting his claws on Hot rod’s neck cables in a sires rage as he hunted down the scent of his sparkling.

Of course the scent of sparkling fuel snaps him out of it before he can hurt Hot rod and he’s mech enough to apologize.

Hot rod understands he does, but he definitely doesn’t want claws on his neck cables again.

They think its going to be a one time thing but its clear thats not possible when Ravage cries wanting Hot rod.

Its then they decide to share custody of Ravage and for quite some time Hot rod lives with Soundwave and vice versa.

This leads to them getting to know each other and accept faults and flaws while also forming an attraction neither wants to vocally admit.

It’s about a thousand years of watching the two tangle in odd romantic actions that Ravage suffers before they interface when she’s away with Megatronous and his partner, giving the two time alone.

From this interfacing comes a sparkling.

Ravage hopes this will finally get them to conjunx but it doesn’t…she has no idea how her creators can be so smart yet such bolt processors at the same time.

But she watches as her adoptive carrier gets sparked through the years up until the war hits and Nyon falls and she watches as herself and siblings go between decepticon and autobot bases so they can be taken care of by both creators who oddly managed to keep them, their secrets and each other safe….

All while never vocally saying or admitting to loving each other…

Ravage goes on a rampage when she finds out the two accidentally conjunxed the night her first sibling was conceived and it wasn’t until their latest sparkling and her youngest sibling Ratbat emerged did she learn of this.

They owe her big time.

Idk what i did but i like this idea lol

[cozzzynook]

May I offer you some Merformer Perceptor with pup Roddy?

Perceptor was once a show Mer that spent most of his young life in a small tank performing show after show for visitors. When he wasn't performing he swam bored around his small tank or simply slept in his nest for hours on end. However one event would change Percy's life, when the red Mer entered his first heat in months he was suddenly captured and placed into a slightly larger tank that had a door separating the other tank that held a slightly aggressive Mer on the other side. After few moments the door opens allowing Percy to greet the other Mer who was waiting on the other side despite not being keen on having an aggressive and pushy Mer as a mate Percy is left with little choice as the humans who are watching the encounter refuse to return to his own tank until he has allowed the other Mer to mate with him.

With deep bites and claw marks littering his body Percy is finally returned to his tank and immediately returns to his nest to tend to his own wounds while feeling sorry for himself. Some time later Perceptor is gently grooming his swollen belly after being cooped up in his tank all day. He is beginning to worry on how he is going to raise his pup in such a dull tank or if the humans will take them away the moment they old enough to fend for themselves, thankfully Percy doesn't have to worry as later that night Mer rescuers and rehab centre raids the place and ends up taking the Mers with them.

After settling down in his new larger and decorated tank Percy quickly constructs a new nest sensing that his pup will arrive any day now. Later that night the veterinary team watches from afar while on stand by while Percy carefully welcomes his little pup. Letting out a cooing purr Percy carefully cleans his red and gold pup who fusses and wiggles in his grasp while gentling gnawing his tiny teeth on his Carrier's arm. With a proud smile the red Mer then carefully feeds a meat chunk of fish to Hot Rod before wrapping his tail carefully around him before drifting off to sleep. It will be a while until both Perceptor and Hot Rod are strong enough to return to the wild but for know they can enjoy the comfort and safety in their little nest.

Hope you enjoyed :>

This is so cute!!

I just know Percy meets a weird octo mer named Brainstorm that keeps bugging him 😂

[cozzzynook]

Silly but wholesome idea

Optimus finds a trio of sparklings (Roddy, Bee and Cliff) one day while patrolling near the border. Without thinking he picks them up and heads back to base. Those are his sparklings now and anyone can fight him on it.

Ratchet just rolls his optics unimpressed. Looks like he is an uncle now. :D

Optimus just looks like he would see sparklings and go, “you’re mine now.”

Honestly its the energy we need

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Turbo Fox Preceptor and Roddy Idea but with Angst

Preceptor ran as fast as his paws could carry him, dodging and weaving through twisted branches and traps set by the Enforces who were hunting him. A sharp jolt of pain shot through the red turbo fox causing him to lose his footing making him stumble and fall, his helm had barely stopped spinning before a net was thrown over him trapping the turbo fox. The Enforces laughed mocking him before they roughly shoved the carrying fox into a small cage before taking him to a dark strange van.

Hours passed before Percy was able to see a slither of light again, with a low growl as he snapped at the strange bots who picked up his cage before moving him into a strange looking kennel. Percy crept slowly into the cold cell sniffing the air before flopping into make shift nest, the pain only grew worse with each passing moment. This is not how Percy wanted to his pups to see the world...they should have been safe inside a warm den not a freezing prison. A soft little cry followed by gentle nuzzling broke Percy out of his trance, with gentle licks the red turbo fox carefully cleaned his tiny red and gold pup who was slowly crawling towards his carrier's belly seeking warmth. Preceptor gazed lovely at his pup feeling pride fill his spark as he carefully coiled himself around the tiny frame. "I promise you, I'll find a way out for us my little fire" Percy whispered before drifting off to sleep.

A month passes before Preceptor is able to find a possible way out. He has memorised the patrol pattens of the guards who come by every morning and evening to drop off rations before heading into their office to watch the cameras. If he is able to grab the keys and slip by the cameras with Hot Rod it will be a clean break. Meanwhile Roddy is busy chewing a hole into his new bedding unaware of his carrier's scheming, "Carrier, I'm bored...Isn't there anything better to do than stare at the same 4 walls all day?" The little pup trotted up to sit next to his Carrier fuzz still coating his muzzle. With a soft smile and a gentle lick the red fox gave a sigh before wrapping his tail around his bitty. "Hopefully you'll get to see the sun soon my little fire...soon I promise" Percy glanced back at the main door before nudging his bitty to take a nap.

It was late into the night when Preceptor had carefully unlocked the door, a quick glance down the halls making sure the coast was clear before he carefully picked up Roddy by his scruff. Quickly and quietly he trotted down the hall before slipping into one of the air vents that lead to the outside. Everything was going well until the sound of angry voices and footsteps grew closer, with a panicked yelp Percy dropped Hot Rod before nudging the bitty to run towards a dark alleyway "Run Hot Rod! Don't look back and keep going!" With a whimper the little pup ran as fast as his paws could go. Halfway Roddy suddenly heard a loud bang followed by a sharp cry that sounded like his carrier, with shut optics he ran faster before diving behind some boxes in the alley. Hot Rod sat hidden waiting, hope and wishing his Carrier would come looking...but he never did. With a tired sigh the young fox crept out of hiding spot and began trotting down the streets unsure where he was going, he kept walking until he bumped into the legs of a gruff looking mech with teal blue paint. "Well ain't you a little young to be away from your pack kid?" The old mech grumbled as he kneeled down to look the turbo fox in the optic. Roddy gave a whimper before shaking his head, the old mech sighed before petting the pup's helm "I see, Don't worry kid...old Kup will look after yer now" The mech smiled before scouping the pup in his arms "You got a name kid?" Roddy gave small smile before wagging his tail before answering "Hot Rod" The gruff mech smiled as they walked further down the street towards some apartments. "Well Hot Rod, welcome to the wreckers kid...we'll make sure yer well taken care of now"

(Hope you enjoyed, I wanted to give a bittersweet ending with a twist on how Roddy became a wrecker in this little AU) :D

Krilslfj 😭😭😭😭

[cozzzynook]

Cyberverse au meeting the Lost Light crew, in which Hot Rod is a big brother. Maybe Optimus is out of commission and that's what encourages Hot Rod to watch over everyone, especially Bumblebee and Cheetor. Seeing him of all mechs keep his friends out of trouble is jarring for the LL crew, because they're so used to Rodimus.

When someone mentions it, cyberverse Ratchet says that Bumblebee and Hot Rod came to them as an inseparable pair. Bumblebee used to have terrible seperation anxiety and Hot Rod's still used to taking care of him. When Bumblebee regained his memories they thought they were just going to go back to the way they were, until Cheetor came along. He managed to get through to the pair and helped them both with their anxieties. Bumblebee and Hot Rod considers him their brother now.

This idea stems from cyberverse!Hot Rod coming off as more responsible to me in a way. Like he's still the friend that will perform reckless stunts with you anytime, but he's also like a big brother looking out for you. I especially liked the interaction with him and Optimus about leadership, feels like Optimus is preparing him for something.

I love this idea!!!

And yes!!

Cyberverse Hot rod is true to his character by being a big brother and reckless! A good friend but someone still learning and growing!!

Idw Rodimus is so jealous but he’s taking notes lol

[cozzzynook]

part 3

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Rodimus asked Thunderclash to join his on his space quest.

Thunderclash joyfully accpeted.

Thunderclash collected then every remaining of Hot Rod's belongings with Ratchet's help.

Hot Rod had to go through re-education and therapy with a crewmember of Thunderclash : Rung. This mech was special, a bit weird and very nerdy, but Hot Rod accpeted it because he already felt better with this therapist. He also met Wreck-Gar, and they became very good friends. Ba wip grana wip ninibong ! They love the same music band, the same movies and same food.

Thunderclash was always with him, hiding him from Autobots. He had to assist to some meeting with Autobot high command and assist to their teary speeches about losing Hot Rod. Optimus was there as well, and Thunderclash, regardless of the respect he had for him, wanted to punch him in the face and scream on him. But he kept calm, and lied he never saw Hot Rod.

They were preparing to go back in space, and Thunderclash bought gifts for his little love. Not something fancy, but something he knew he would love. He was ready to start courting Hot Rod.

Optimus was weirdly suspicious. He was observing his soldiers with falcon optics, decerning everything on their face plate.

His new carrier bound detect every feelings his bitty was feeling, and he knows he is in a good place.

Thunderclash packet supply, when Ratchet took him and drag him in a corner.

-"Optimus knows"

-"what?!"

-"Optimus knows Hot Rod's somewhere safe, but he wants him back."

-"I'm not letting that happen, Ratchet. I'm not letting him down into Optimus' servos."

-"I know, idiot. I wanted to prevent you. You better gotta leave, fast."

Thunderclash nods and takes his leave, but Ratchet hold his arm.

-"Tell the kid i always saw him as mine. He is a good kid. I'll miss him. A lot. He has my comm if something ever happen."

-"I will. We leave tomorrow, so... if you want to tell him, he still is in the ship."

-"I don't know if i can face him... i lied in his face."

-"I'm sure he will appreciate some warm words."

-"... I'll come tomorrow early then..."

Thunderclash embarque in his ship, hides the many gifts he had bought, and went on cheking Hot Rod. He was in the habsuit next to his, so he could be there for him during his nightmares while giving him space.

The speedster was into recharge, a little plushie next to him advised by Rung and bought by Thunderclash. He wanted to enter and give his helm a kiss, but he backed off, letting him recharge peacefully.

The captain went on the bridge to check on everything and noticing they were ready for launch, he relaxed and send a comm to Ratchet telling him the ship was ready, Hot Rod was asleep and nothing seemed to prevent their launch for tomorrow.

He was mad. Mad crazy. Locating his spark signature was easy, too easy, and he hated that, but it was his remaining solution to find him back. Finding his localisation in the middle of Autobot territory drove him insane. He was ready to just assault the base by himself. He wanted his hope back to him, between his arms, feeding him, taking care of him. He has to.

He was flying fast, never stopping himself. If he kept going, he could be there in some hours...

He realised, he had to felt in love with the mech. There is no other options. He felt hard in love with him because he couldn't stop thinking about him. His dermas, his foggy blue optics, his frame, his painfull whines, his spirit... he wanted him badly. He was obsessed. He wanted to Conjunx him right when he will sees him.

When Hot Rod woke up, he went to Thunderclash habsuit. He knocks, and enter when allowed. Thunderclash allows him to lay in his berth, because he knows he would search for the same thing if he was in the same state as him. He was at his desk, filling remaining datapads for registering Hot Rod as a new crewmember, so he didn't mind at all. He was even more than happy, because Hot Rod would leave his scent on his comforts. Thunderclash would smell at it all night long, falling into recharge easier. When sure Hot Rod or anyone could hear, he would self service with the comfort full of his scent, driving him crazy. And wash them right away.

He really was in love with his new crewmember. He love every bit of him, his smile, his laugh, his servos, his handwritting, his spoiler, his spark,... he was really in love. Courting him will be slow, passionate, letting Hot Rod knows he is safe, loved, and he will be protected. Not that he can't protect himself, he is a strong soldier, but Thunderclash can't help himself from wanting to keep him secured.

Finally, launching day. As promised, Ratchet came, apologizing excessfully to Hot Rod for never telling him the truth or anything, but he was in his spark and would always be by his side, so he could send him a comm whenever he wanted, if he wanted of course. Every wreckers saw him as their bitty, every one of them unaware of his true statut but every one of them by his side. Unfortunately, he had to play dead from now on.

Everything seemed fine. Really. They though.

But everything got wrong.

When Ratchet was about to leave the ship, Thunderclash and Hot Rod saying their goodbyes, Optimus appeared from nowhere. And he seemed.... weirdly calm. But not for very long...

Him walking toward the ship, he was about to say something when a shadow darken his own. All four of them look up to see a thin purple and dark thin jet going up in the sky before diving in. Hot Rod was frozen, but Thunderclash shout to his crew to prepare for attack and quickly took his lover away from the view. Optimus, not accepting this, runs toward the ship, but Ratchet tried to stop him when Soundwave land violently on him, throwing him some meters away. Optimus throw a punch that Soundwave stopped with his tentacles and they start fighting. Right on the landing deck. The crew couldn't close it. So Thunderclash hides Hot Rod in the ship, tell him he is going to handle the decepticon and quickly comes back to him. Hot Rod cling to him, begging him to stay with him, but Thunderclash had to protect his crew as well. So he calmly call Wreck-Gar and Rung to stay with him, calmly explain that everything is alright, he won't let him hurt his flame. He can't help himself but kiss his forhelm and went to fight, after really making sure Hot Rod understood he won't be alone.

Soundwave was fighting like a crazy mech. Optimus couldn't fight him alone for too long, and Ratchet wasn't trained in physical fight and didn't have his gun on him, so he was somewhat useless. Thunderclash came and changed the done. Soundwave was pinned quickly onto the ground, desarmed and handcuffed. He was heavily hurt, but not at the point he could go offline.

Optimus took him to the base, holding him in a cell. When he saw the ship where is love was, he couldn't stop himself from calling after Hot Rod.

-"Hot Rod : my hope."

-"You should maybe have the hope we don't finish you right away."

Thunderclash quickly came back to Hot Rod, that was with Rung and Wreck-Gar, and he looked not that traumatised anymore.

-"I'm here, Hot Rod."

Hot Rod clings to him, happy to see him back and telling him he didn't feel that scared. Good, he was on a good path of healing...

Their launching was delayed, due to Thunderclash going to testimony against Soundwave. It took some long time, but eventually, Thunderclash could go back on his quest. But leaving the base, he was stopped by Optimus.

-"Thunderclash. We must talk."

-"I know already what you're gonna say Optimus. 'You hid Hot Rod know well we needed him at the base, what you did was reckless, i never though that of you,' bla bla bla. You know what? I could say the same to you, Prime. I know the truth. I know he is your sparkling. And you never cared for him. What I did was protecting him. I have a lot of respect for you, but what you did? Having a sparkling and not assume it? Worst, never telling him and treat him just like any lower soldiers. He is your creation. The next Prime. If you can't accept it, I will. I will make sure he is safe, protected and loved. He is amazing. I only know him since i saved him from decepticons, but i can tell you he is an amazing mech, respectfull, polite, kind sparked and full of love. So i can't imagine how he was back before. He may be reckless, but this is only making him more beautiful. I'll make sure he is safe out of Autobot or Decepticon hold. I do believe you know he leave your ranks. Now, i have a quest to continue, i wish you a good day sir."

On this, he didn't let Optimus answers and embarque back on his ship. Optimus stand there, before bowing his helm down.

-"...thank you..."

Soundwave was in agony. His hope was in the arms of some random brutal bot. He was now locked in Autobots base and was about to go through a very hard time... no doubt they would take revenge on him. But he could easily escape. He send his coordinates to his warlord and waited. He was going to have Hot Rod for himself. He will track him down. His spark signature engrave in his forever...

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HAHAAAA i'm sure you weren't ready i would bring some Thunderrod huh? Don't worry...

now i have to collect my thoughts because it was a lot i just wrote and i'm sleepy asf :,)

i don't know if i should do part 4... I like this ending. Or if you are inspired, you can write something for it, only if ur willing to do so.

I hope you liked it tho :)

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This is so good!!!

I wasn’t expecting thunderrod in the part two but i was a little prepared for this part but still!!

I really like it!!

Now, my mind was heading in the direction of thunderclash and soundwave both going, “yeah. We gotta share him. Cause i’m not giving him up.”

Thats going to be my canon of this.

Its so hard to imagine Optimus not doing the right thing with his bitty its so weird but so fun

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Medieval Soundrod Au Anon Back with the last part WOOO!

Crunching snow and bitter wind was all Soundwave knew for weeks. For days on end he has followed the trail his missing partner has left behind. His peds ached begging him to stop and rest, his tanks rumbled growling for a slither of energon but Soundwave refused to rest not when he was so close...so close.

One moment the blue mech was standing on a hill of snow the next he was tumbling down a shallow ditch. He grunted as he rolled into a fallen tree, Soundwave sighed resting on his back for a moment as he listened to the sounds of his own amour rattling due to the cold. For a moment Soundwave thought he would perish before he even got to see Hot Rod again...he felt like a failure of a sire un able to protect his love and sparkling now he was slowly freezing to death. Out of the corner of his optic he saw a flash of yellow...fire or a scavenger waiting him out? He let out a tired sigh before shutting his optics unable to fight the urge of sleep.

A familiar scent and the sound of crackling fire made Soundwave re-open his optics. He gave a low grumble as he gazed around the un-familiar den before he slowly sat up. He placed his servo on his helm trying to regain his memory, a voice broke the silence "Carrier Carrier! he's awake! Should I get Roddy now?" The voice belonged to a bright yellow and black predacon who was bouncing on his peds looking towards a larger shape that was hidden in the shadows of the den. Soundwave swallowed quickly that predacon was huge 3 times the size of Hot Rod and the yellow one.

"Yes go ahead Bumblebee, he should be by the frozen lake ice fishing." The large shadow rumbled before turning its attention back to Soundwave. Bumblebee nodded before trotting out of the den transforming into his Alt-Mode before taking off towards the lake, once the youngster was gone the large predacon growled. "So, you're the one who stole my Bittie away...now you're here again however I won't let you take them...my sparkling and grandbitte belong to my flock alone!" Optimus hissed as he stood to his full high glaring daggers at the blue mech.

"Negative: Soundwave didn't steal Hot Rod. He...I love each other I want to protect him and my sparkling not harm him!" Soundwave snapped his own answer, he didn't 'steal' Roddy in fact it felt like Hot Rod stole what was left of spark making him feel like a love-sick fool. Optimus narrowed his optics for a long while before scoffing. "Hmm Hot Rod did say you weren't the one who wounded him all those months ago and he did speak fondly of you, but I won't accept your bonding of sparks until you court Hot Rod the right way...understood?" Soundwave nodded before answering "Understood" The red and blue mech turned with a pleased smile greeting Bumblebee and Hot Rod who looked shocked and gleeful at once.

"You have until spring, if you fail to court my sparkling I will chase you out of these woods and you are to never set a ped here again" Optimus's words repeated themselves in his helm as he set to work, courting was...difficult when you didn't have sharp fangs or claws to help you. In order to prove himself a worthy mate for Hot Rod he need to help him hunt, gather and build a worthy nest. All sounded easy enough...at first, the first few weeks where rough...the blue mech ended up with some nasty wounds after he tried to hunt down a lone cyber wolf with nothing but his knife, however returning with the den with the beast on his back seemed to earned some of Optimus's respect. Secondly gathering fire wood and collecting herbs to make medical grade wasn't a difficult task but very very boring, but the bright smile of seeing his sparkling playing by the fire with their little toys always made Soundwave feel proud and happy. Lastly Soundwave wasn't a crafts-mech by any means so the first few attempts were...embarrassing, Roddy just chuckled as he fluttered his wings clearly flattered by the blue mech's attempt to build him a safe place for him and his sparkling. Thankfully the 3rd attempt seemed to please both Roddy and Optimus.

"Well, since you decided to go through will all the courting stuff I'm guessing you're staying?" Hot Rod gazed softly at Soundwave before pulling the mech closer into a hug. Soundwave chuckled before pressing a kiss on his helm "Of course my fire, I wouldn't have it any other way...I would lay my life down for you" He would grab Hot Rod's servo before pressing a kiss to them. Roddy sniffled a little before looking away guiltily "I'm sorry for running off, I only wanted to protect you and our sparkling...I know it was selfish to leave you behind." Soundwave shook his helm cupping Roddy's cheek soothing his mate "You were only trying to protect your family...I think you're allowed to be selfish but...right now I guess you can let me be a bit selfish now." Roddy's wings fluttered as his face had a small hint of pink on his cheeks, giving a smirk the red mech grabbed Soundwave's wrist leading them towards their new nest.

Birds chirped and sang while the gentle warm breeze swept through the forest welcoming the sweet scent of spring. Optimus sat on some boulders over looking his flock with a pleased smile, Bumblebee was busy chasing after some petro-rabbits while his grand bitte was returning form their first hunt carrying a small cyber-deer in their jaws. Meanwhile in the den Hot Rod was busy tending to their new clutch of eggs, He fluffed out his feathered plating making sure they were warm and cosy in their nest. Soundwave was busy making some soup while their second eldest sparkling ran laps around their sire's legs just babbling and chirping away without care. Roddy gave a playful chirp as he began to preen Soundwave's helm when the blue mech sat to eat some soup, finally their bubbly sparkling paused before running up to greet their elder sibling with a chirp. "Carrier, Sire I'm back. how's the eggs?" The blue and gold predacon chirped before putting the cyber-deer down at the table. "Me, Grand-Carrier and Uncle Bee are DYING to meet the new bitties" Soundwave smiled glancing at the nest for a moment then back at his oldest sparkling. "It will be any day now...hopefully they will hatch when your Uncle Megs comes to visit in a few days. I hear he is bringing some of his favourite Kaonian recipes with him."

Life wasn't easy in the wilderness wasn't easy but with their new family and growing flock Soundwave and Hot Rod were sure their sparklings were going to grow up safe and sound.

{AHH Final part! Hope you enjoyed I wanted to give a super fluffy ending to make up for the angst. :D}

Aaahhhhh i love this!!!!!!

I’m so glad Optimus didn’t eat him lol

I love these threads, they gave a boost to my day and in appreciate and thank you for sharing them.

[cozzzynook]

Rodimus is laying in bed with Ratchet and Drift. Ratchet makes a comment about Hot Rod gaining weight and he becomes insecure.

He starts noticing that he's gaining weight and freaking out because he's a speedster.

Warnings for weight gain insecurities

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He’s lying in bed with Drift and Ratchet feeling comfortable and safe as he snuggles within the nest he made for them in the conjunx’s berth. The sheets are soft, the pillows help with all their pains and aches and Hot rod feels sleep beginning to rest over him as his optics grow heavy and begin to close when Ratchet’s vocals make him give a lazy, “hm?”

He tried to listen but he was just so tired and comfortable it was hard. After a klik Ratchet sighed and said it again when he didn’t get a response.

“I said, yer gettin a lil thick in the tanks there kid. Might wanna cut back on all the metal you’ve been sneakin after fuelin.”

Ratchets words weren’t nasty or mean, he was simply saying it from a medical point of view since speedsters typically kept a lithe frame for speed. Gaining weight threw their frames off balance and could potentially cause or mean a health issue was in the works. So Ratchet saying that was his way of caring and showing concern for his health.

It shouldn’t have bothered him, honestly it shouldn’t.

Ratchet was chubby with muscle and he and Deiff loved his frame dearly.

But..something about hearing that his frame had changed and Ratchet noticed meant Drift noticed and they waited a certain amount of time to bring it up to see if things would change and it hadn’t.

He knows he’s put on a little weight but he couldn’t help himself. He’s been craving metals so badly he once cried from holding himself back from consuming any and then he purged when he tried to consume something else. So he stuck to the metals and fuel that Ratchet and Drift typically consumed.

Yeah they were a different build and frame than him so of course their energon was different and not really meant for him but he couldn’t help it. Its all his frame craved and the weight only went to his thighs and tanks. His protoform had gained weight and it was showing on his plating.

He just knew that meant they noticed his hips widening.

‘Frag,’ did that mean they thought he wasn’t attractive anymore? Is that why Ratchet really brought it up? Did he and Drift want him to lose the weight he’s gained or did they just not want him anymore since he didn’t look the same anymore?

Would they do that? Leave him even though Ratchet was bigger than him and they all were more than happy with his size?

Or was it just him?

Was he too annoying?

Did he cry too much now?

Sure he knows he’s more emotional but it happens…right?

Right?

He suddenly can’t sleep anymore but he pretends to when he shuts his optics as Drift scolds Ratchet for saying it so bluntly.

That very night when the two fall deep into recharge he leaves the berth and heads home to his own hab where he looks into the mirror and notices how puffy his tanks are and how its further past his hips than before. Its rounded, sitting high instead of hanging and doesn’t jiggle which is odd but he guesses he still has some muscle left.

He looks down at his thigh plating, turning to look at his aft noticing its gotten bigger. He doesn’t mind that or his thighs growing, he’s actually happy about that it added to his frame and sensual appeal but his tanks?

He couldn’t get Ratchets words from his helm and for the entire night he wondered how long he had until the two wanted nothing to do with him.

In the morning he woke to Drift and Ratchet calling him but he just sent a message saying something came up.

He left his home knowing Drift would show up looking for him after his shift and so he told the two he’d be out busy all day to give himself time to come to terms with things.

He couldn’t help but wonder how many others noticed his weight gain and he began to pay attention to how mechs and femmes treated him. None said anything bad in fact they were well, oddly kind.

A mech gave up their seat for him on the transit while a large femme held the door open for her femme friend that was carrying and waited for him to come thru as she held the door. He was honestly so shocked and wanted to get them both something as a thanks but both declined and congratulated him?

He didn’t know what for and the action completely threw him off making him wander further into the mall where he ended up standing by the new fuel station that opened up. There was the most delicious smell coming from it and before he knew it he was holding his tanks with one servo rubbing it out of confused comfort while the other was paying the mech for a heavy metal twist that had sweet flakes on top and he practically moaned in the first bite.

He was mortified when he realized what he’d done but the cashier giggled and gave him a free second one with a congratulations.

He was so stunned he took them and nodded before high tailing it blushing.

He figured Ratchet was right in telling him to lay off the metals because that simple run made him tired.

He was resting on a smooth stone cushion, gathering his breath and feeling insecurities build as he heard his tanks rumble. The twisted metal smelled so good and he was really really hungry…

He wanted to cry from lack of control and relief at his first bite since running.

He was lost in his own world as he ate when the sparked femme from earlier sat down heavily besides him.

“Oh hi! Good to see you resting,” she smiled rubbing her large tank.

“Oh I um..yeah,” he was embarrassed and ashamed all over again and the femme could tell. She put a sympathetic servo on his shoulder and smiled.

“Don’t worry, I gave in to my cravings all the time when they first started. Pit, I still do. My conjunx is getting me one of them right now actually,” the femme smiled at the larger femme from earlier and waved.

He nodded at what she said waving to the large femme when his optics widened and he whipped his helm to her and choked out, “cravings? I’m not sparked,” he pushed out in disbelief.

She gave him a look of realization after confusion hit and she was washing him in comfort and sympathy as she glanced at his tanks and then pulled out her phone.

“Here, I want you to look at something for me, kay?”

He was sitting in disbelief unable to move, he was so lost in his thoughts that when she turned the phone to show a picture it took him a moment to realize.

“Whats..is that you?”

“Mhm, thats me in my second month. Same as yours,” she smiled sympathetically, not a hint of pity as she put a servo on his upper back.

“vent honey, vent. Its okay. You’re gonna be okay,” she soothed. His optics were watering and everything was becoming blurry.

“I didn’t..its not just frame gain…? I’m..”

“Sparked? Yeah honey. You are. I can feel it in your em field too. Its small but its the same as mine was when they were still tiny.”

She smiled fondly at her tanks and looked to him as her conjunx came over with her craving and looked worried for them both. She mouthed the explanation and her conjunx nodded setting the craving beside her and moving to give them some privacy.

“Check yer spark at home honey and when you do, make an appointment. Ifs your frame doll. Do what you think is best for you. Okay?”

She said this part very seriously and he couldn’t help nodding his helm.

He thanked her with fuzzy optics, hugging her the best he could and traded numbers with her and waved goodbye to her and her conjunx.

He was glad she waited until he left to dig in to her craving because it made him nauseous and that thought hit him like Ratchets wrench.

He made it home with mechs and femmes smiling at his tanks and him and he was wondering how he didn’t notice before.

Then again, Ratchet was a medic and hadn’t realized so he should cut himself some slack.

“Woah,” he gasped, looking into the mirror with his spark chamber open, a line was formed in his spark, a line that he knew reached into his tanks. It fed spark nutrients and energy into his little one that the metals could not and he knew then. It was real.

He was sparked.

Him.

Sparked.

“Oh frag,” he gasped out, landing on his berth as he went unconscious.

When he woke, his chassis was shut— a function all their species had — and Drift and Ratchet were sitting on the berth talking quietly to each other worried. He only shifted a little, uncomfortable from being stiff, but that was enough to catch Drifts attention who turned too quick and rush to hug him.

“Roddy! You’re okay! Don’t ever leave in the middle of the night or disappear like that again!”

“I’m sorry I said that about yer tanks kid. I swear I wasn’t being mean I was just worried about ya.”

“No, its fine, honest.”

Something in him was calm, he didn’t know why, but he just was.

Weird. Typically he’d be a nervous wreck in a situation like this.

Huh. He was going through sparkling emotive fluxes.

At least this was a good one.

“Huh? You alright there kid?”

“What’s going on Roddy? Why are you smiling? Not that thats a bad thing,” Drift smiled himself.

“I went to the mall today,” hot rod started, the two nodded and listened to him continued, “i met a femme there, she was really cool. I made a new friend i think. Her conjunx was really cool too,” Hot rod smiled remembering how comforting she was.

He hoped he could be that comforting to his sparkling.

“She helped me realize something I would’ve never guessed until it was way too late,” he laughed.

That made the two look worried as Ratchet began to run a scan when Hot rod shook his head.

“I’m fine,” he said, putting a servo on his tanks.

“Did you purge again kid? Damnit I said comm me the moment you get sick again. This is serious Kid!”

Hot rod smiled at Ratchets worrying and that made Drift raise an optic ridge.

“What did you realize Roddy?”

“She told me I was and even showed me a picture of her at the same stage I am. I was still in shock when she showed me but then I came home and saw the proof myself and well..I kinda passed out from shock but, I’m good now.”

He rubbed his other servo on the back of his helm or he would have. If Drift hadn’t gripped his shoulders and looked panicked while Ratchet began setting his functions to prep for a possible operation.

“My spark didn’t sizzle or flicker,” Hot rod smiled, easing the two, “My spark is fine, probably a little tired but thats to be expected in this situation,” he giggled.

“In what situation Roddy!?”

Drift looked a vent away from jumping out of his plating and Ratchet looked ready to drop.

“Well, both I and the femme’s frame are preoccupied. Though she’s closer to being finished using her forge than I am,” Hot rod smiled, gently rubbing his tanks.

That made the two pause and look at him confused.

Guess he’ll just spell it out, though he can see it slowly clicking, he just wants to say it.

“Both the femme and I have something in common. We’re both currently sparked,” he softly beamed, letting his em field cascade around the three of them. It was faint but it was there.

That little life, nestled within his own. Taking his energy and all that it needed as it grew within him.

That was the confirmation Drift and Ratchet needed and the two promptly let their jaws smash the floor as Drifts grip fell and Ratchet stared into space.

He was feeling a little out in the open with the silence and he shifted in berth moving back a little not sure they were okay with the news until Drift gripped him in a tight hug and Ratchet pulled him into his lap after Drift let go.

Ratchet ran an internal scan and cradled Hot rod in his arms to help relax him further.

“Yer really sparked kid…how did I not see it?”

Hot rod snickered and patted Ratchets chassis, “buy me another twisted heavy metal with sweet flavor on top and we’re even?”

That made Drift laugh and Ratchet grouch but the medic made a mental note of his craving making him smile.

He tried to fight his yawn but Drift slipped him onto the berth where Ratchet and the swords mech cuddled on both sides of him.

“Sleep kid, ya both need it,” Ratchet soothed, rubbing his tanks in amazement.

“When you wake up you’re getting healthy fuel before your craving. No arguements.”

Hot rod whined but accepted his fate.

At least he had his craving to look forward to.

Well, that, and his partners warm arms surrounding him as he fell asleep.

Yeah.

He had a lot to look forward to.