#blurrwave

[square-with-a-mouth]

Blurrwave :,]

[colour-me-robot]

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Transformers Animated (2007) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Shockwave (Transformers), Skyquake (Transformers), Wildbreak (Transformers), Transformers OC, Longarm (Transformers), Blurr (Transformers) Additional Tags: Blurred Lines AU, Mention of Gore, Part of a greater plot, Warning for momentary violence, Shockwave is a good uncle, he's just very mad, What would have possibly happened if The Cube DIDN'T happen, or at least part of it, no beta we die Series: Part 1 of Blurred Lines and Shifted Sparks Summary:

(Eventually) a collection of smaller one-shots set within the TFA: Blurred Lines and Shifted Sparks universe, where Blurr was never cubed and Shockwave...winds up being a traitor, but for the other side. If friendships had remained, had turned into something MORE, and Suddenly There Are Going To Be Some Serious Changes Around Here. These are the side-bits that don't fit into the main plotline, though they are definitely part of it, and involve multiple characters and multiple viewpoints. Not necessarily Blurrwave.

Just FYI, as more one-shots get added, the rating WILL more than likely go up, very possibly to Explicit. Warnings for any explicit chapters will come at the beginning of the chapter, so they can be skipped if that's not your cup of tea.

[berrehjuice]

In which Blurr joins the Dark Side >:D

[blackberreh-art]

💕💞🎶Im obsessed with you~~! 🎶💞💕

[blitzsartstudio]

Blurr was sparked with Radio when he was still on Cybertron and still thought Shockwave was Longarms Shockwave he really did love Blurr but he was still loyal to Megatron and knew this Sparkling would blow his cover so he planed to kill (this was not when he gets turned in to a cube I have plans for that)them both but Blurr managed to escape and tell the council Blurr deiced to keep and rise and love the child the same but request to be move post to keep him and his son safe from Shockwave so he was stationed on Earth with Optimus and his crew and became good friends with bumblebee who helps him out with Radio

Now Radio is a very clever kid he loves helping out his mom and if he Inherited anything from his mom it was his speed his a very bubbly bot but is pretty chill as well and the best out of his three friends with computers and can heck like it’s no ones business

[grandmasickomode]

I have seen stickers of Sentinel/Optimus and Blurrwave but like. What if I just. Promoted my fave ship of all time???? can I talk to you guys about Shocktinel???

@cloverpatches this is all your fault.

[ask-scarred-knockout]

I will soon be opening up the shop. I hope you will come and visit!

Send my muse an anonymous note with your muse’s feelings towards them. My muse has to guess whom the note is from.

The shop? Hm...who do I know who wanted to open a shop...? OH! I know this one! It’s Blurrwave!

[megatron-fucks]

I can see a TFA MegOp working for this. Megatron as Darcy, and he spend the entire first half just belittling Optimus until eventually he's like "Optimus, I have decided you may join the Decepticons (as my consort)" and Optimus is like "I didn't fucking ask"

Then eventually Optimus, of his own volition, realizes that the Autobots are bad and is like "shit maybe i should join the decepticons"

Not sure how the Lydia/George Wickham plot line would play out. I guess with TFA, Blurr is the #1 Voted Most Likely To Join The Decepticons For love, so a BlurrWave thing?

anyone done a transformers Pride & Prejudice au?

[memeshero]

[colour-me-robot]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Transformers Animated (2007) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Shockwave (Transformers), Skyquake (Transformers), Wildbreak (Transformers), Transformers OC Additional Tags: Blurred Lines AU, Mention of Gore, Part of a greater plot, Warning for momentary violence, Shockwave is a good uncle, he's just very mad, What would have possibly happened if The Cube DIDN'T happen, or at least part of it, no beta we die Series: Part 1 of Blurred Lines and Shifted Sparks Summary:

(Eventually) a collection of smaller one-shots set within the TFA: Blurred Lines and Shifted Sparks universe, where Blurr was never cubed and Shockwave...winds up being a traitor, but for the other side. If friendships had remained, had turned into something MORE, and Suddenly There Are Going To Be Some Serious Changes Around Here. These are the side-bits that don't fit into the main plotline, though they are definitely part of it, and involve multiple characters and multiple viewpoints. Not necessarily Blurrwave.

Just FYI, as more one-shots get added, the rating WILL more than likely go up, very possibly to Explicit. Warnings for any explicit or chapters will come at the beginning of the chapter, so they can be skipped if that's not your cup of tea.

[herzspalter]

I was re-reading your Reverse!Shockwave!Blurr comic, because it's amazing and I love it and I just rewtached Transwarp part 2, and I had one question (you may have answered already): we know Blurr survives because he's seen with a faint spark in the animation still and in the comic Cliffjumper had him when seeing the Stunticon show, but did Longarm? Given the difference in circumstance and that ShockBlurr took Longarm's cube, it doesn't entirely bode as well for him.

First of, thank you very much!

My thoughts on this were as follows:

Blurrwave (Let’s call him that for this) takes Longarm’s cube and brings him to a hidden escape pot he’s been preparing. He leaves him there, gets back to the city and, because he offered to go look for his missing boss, can now roam around freely without having to report to Longarm. He’s looking for Arcee now that he has all the time in the world, with the intention of kidnapping her upon finding her and leaving with both her and Longarm’s cube. 

Alternatively, he can destroy the cube outside of the city without anybody ever finding the remains and then go look for Arcee.

Either way, Longarm is completely at his mercy and by the time people might’ve put things together, he’ll be long gone.

[berrehjuice]

Once again my warm-up sketch of the day consists of

t h i s

[blackberreh-art]

💖 Smitten;;;; 💖

[profoundlytenaciousgalaxy]

I have completed drawing and coloring Blurrwave (reverse Shockwave). Inspiration from @herzspalter

[paterno2ter]

“my lucifer is lonely“

[grandmasickomode]

For Ham, who watched me live-write this.

Blurr and Shockwave fall in love while I play inappropriate music

NOTE: vague nsfw mentions at the end. Mostly bullshit fluff and angst.

Well.

  That could have gone better.

  The ambush had happened so fast. The Elite Guard Agent was not even sure HOW it had happened like it did, it was all a…Well.

  Blurr was alive.

  That was what was important.

  ==

  It all started out with a ship crash. They’d been heading home after a typical mission, and were shot out of the sky by a Decepticon vessel that they hadn’t even seen coming until it was too late. Blurr remembered tumbling through the air, the alarms going off, the crunch of metal as they crashed onto the organic planet they’d been scouting and a muffled explosion that had left his audials ringing. He couldn’t hear anything for a while, and he couldn’t see anything for a while longer.

  The first thing to return was his hearing, evident when he heard the planet’s wind.

  It blew through the busted up hull, whistling and whispering away…It sounded so soft, so similar to when he’d been on Earth…

  Next to return was his abilty to move…followed shortly by most of his pain receptors responding.

  The overall ache jerked him into wakefulness, optics jolting online and staring up at the hole in the hull…Stars. Plenty of stars, but not a single one familiar.

  He sat up, groaning weakly as he tried to stretch very slowly. After all, he was still hurting pretty badly…He winced, rolling his stiff shoulder joints and checking for damage. Miraculously, he was merely banged up and bruised…but nothing was damaged or in need of any real repairs.

  The blue bot couldn’t help but look around, surveying the carnage with wide optics…all around him were the dead and the dying. He wanted to help them but he could barely move himself. His chassis felt so HEAVY, a feeling that always made him panic…Blurr forced himself to be calm, telling himself to focus on getting HIMSELF sorted first.

  It took some time, but he was finally back on his feet and helping tend to the wounded. He couldn’t do much, but he did what he could to ease their pain. By the next morning, all that remained of a crew numbering nearly 90 had been cut down to a mere 17 crewmembers, Blurr included. This included those too injured to be moved properly, unfortunately.

  This meant that they had to stay put, unable to move into a more sheltered area to hide and regroup. That Deceptixon Ship was still out there…

  Blurr and a few others were sent to scout out the planet, see if there was any sort of life here. After all, they were in unknown territory. Perhaps they could find someone living out here… The blue mech hadn’t wanted to go, but they’d insisted, seeing as how he was one of the few capable of even running. So off he went, into the unknown.

  The planet was mostly desert, but there were patches of life here and there. Organic life no less. But what really caught Blurr’s optic was a building that loomed in the distance. As much as he wanted to run there, he felt…unsure. Who would build a base all the way out here…? Certainly not any Autobots.

  A quick scan confirmed the worst…that base was Decepticon in origin, and just as he was about to head back, there was a ping on his comlink…followed by shouted orders not to return to the crashsite. Unfortunately, said orders were cut off by gunfire, then static.

  Blurr was at a loss. What was he to do? No matter how much he tried to summon up his training and instincts, he just…It was hard to think.

  He took refuge at an oasis for the night, praying to Primus that he wouldn’t be found there. He couldn’t contact any of the other scouts either…had they been found? Captured? Killed…? Blurr felt so small all of a sudden. Alone, on a hostile planet, with not a single ally to turn to.

  For the first time in a long, long while, Blurr was afraid.

==

He returned to the crash site a few solar cycles after receiving the message not to. Deserted. The bodies of every last survivor strewn about. No sign of the other scouts.

  Blurr’s fears had been confirmed. He was truly and utterly alone.

  Blurr got to work, holding back his fears for now. Just for now.

  Just like how his old friend Mirage had done, he drained the bodies of any energon he could, storing it away for himself…He’d have enough to last a while, and he could use the parts to repair the ship’s hailing systems…

  He’d been through TOO MUCH to rust away like this.

  Every night, he hid in a chamber deep inside the ship to make sure no one would sense his energy signature. Every day, he kept himself fueled, exercised and alert…No telling who would be lurking around.

  What he didn’t know was that someone was looking for him. Someone who’d heard Blurr had been on the ship, and yet his body was nowhere to be found amidst the crew, living or dead…

==

That certain someone eventually got their chance to try and find Blurr.

  He’d visited the ruins alone, carefully making his way through the crash which had been left alone since the massacre of the survivors. Megatron hadn’t been happy with that, as they had had some particularly good bots on that ship…good for trading, great to keep as prisoners of war… Ah well.

  He wasn’t there to see what he could salvage.

  He was here to see if Blurr was as well.

  Yes, he knew Blurr was here, he’s checked who’d been on the ship when it had crashed. He…hadn’t seen the other in so long. Not after he’d revealed who he’d been, shattering the mech’s spark. He knew exactly how much he’d loved ‘Longarm’, and to be honest, it was better this way. So why was he looking for Blurr then? Mostly to see if he was honestly and truly dead…

  It seemed that Blurr was as alive as he could possibly BE on a hostile planet without a single ally to assist him.

  He lay back against a back wall, optics dim and dazed looking. he didn't even look up as Shockwave approached...But he did react to his name.

  "Blurr."

  "L-Longarm...?"

  Shockwave's spark clenched as Blurr looked up at his massive form, all smiles and weary optics as he continued... "I thought...y-you'd left forever...I'm so happy...to see you..." The mech coughed, curling inward on himself. "I missed you so much...are you ok? I...I was so scared..."

  Shockwave just. He didn't WANT to deal with Blurr like this. He WANTED Blurr to tell him to back off, to leave, to never come near him again. But Blurr still hadn't gotten over Longarm Prime...

  So just this once, Shockwave showed mercy.

  "I missed you too, Agent."

  The spindly arms of the kind faced Autobot Intelligence Officer reached out and pulled Blurr's battered and fragile body close. Perhaps just this once, he'd don this disguise again.

  For Blurr's sanity.

  The noises of relief Blurr let out were so painfully cute.

  The entire time he carried Blurr there, he kept up his disguise, talking to the mech to keep him online. Shockwave didn't want the other terminating in his arms.

  There was...some explaining to do, but Shockwave was, as always, Megatron's favorite. Thus, he could get away with so much.

--

Between research projects and stealing information, he cared for the ailing intel agent. Shockwave was always sure to keep the disguise on whenever he was around Blurr, always sure to talk to him slowly, calmly...

  And for once, Shockwave felt bad for breaking Blurr's spark in two.

  He'd told himself that Blurr meant nothing to him. That Blurr was just a pawn, a tool to be used. But Primus damn him to the Pit if he wasn't lying to himself.

  The way Blurr always had a kind word for him, how he'd always defend him from malicious rumors...Even if the rumors held truth in them...

  He knew in his spark that he was a monster. That much was obvious. He'd been born a monster, he'd been raised a monster...

  This was probably the first time that he ever felt ASHAMED for being a monster.

  Blurr, the entire time, was under the impression that he was on a planet with Longarm, where the mech was doing recon work. It made sense to his addled processor.

  A lot of things made sense. Like where there were Decepticons roaming around. ( "Undercover agents, learning the ropes." ) or why he could hear Megatron's voice every so often ( "Recordings, nothing more." )

  The mech was always so glad to see Longarm. He was always well behaved, took the medicine the other mixed into his energon...And slowly, he began to feel so much better! But why was Longarm so sad to see him recovering so well? This should be cause for celebration...

  And then it clicked when he woke up one morning.

  He was in a Decepticon outpost. His crew was dead. He was the only one left.

  And he was trapped in a room with Shockwave.

  But Shockwave wasn't talking to him. He wasn't even looking at him.

  "Blurr. I see you're awake."

  He flinched, expecting the other to get up...but no. He didn't stop reading the datapad he was so intent on looking at.

  "Are you well enough to walk?"

  The smaller blue mech paused...and gingerly slid over to the edge of the berth. Huh. Well! He was feeling a lot better! He could stand, jog in place... Shockwave had repaired him fully...

  "It's good to see you bounce back so well." Shockwave commented, setting the datapad aside. "I suppose. You'll want to leave then."

  Wow. Shockwave the mind reader. Blurr looked down at his peds, answering that yes, he did want to leave, and that he'd fight if he had-

  "That won't be necessary."

  What.

  "I've prepared a vessel for you. You may leave at your leisure."

  Was. Was he joking?

  "You prepared a ship for me to leave on."

  "Yes."

  "It's not gonna. Blow up on me or anything."

  "Between taking care of you, my research and work, where would I find the time to rig an escape vessel to explode?"

  He wasn't LYING...

  "...Why d'you want me to leave so badly, huh?" He asked, glaring at him suspiciously. "Thought you might wanna try and mess with me some more while I was weak. Y'know, at your mercy?"

  "If that was the case, we wouldn't be having this conversation."

  Damn. He was good.

  "...You're really letting me go then?"

  "Yes. If you feel so inclined to leave, of course. There should be enough supplies to get you to an Autobot outpost. I should know...I checked."

  "...Why?"

  "Why not?"

  "We're enemies! Dammit, Shockwave, we're supposed to hate each other!"

  "I don't hate you."

  "...You what?"

  "I don't hate you. Nor do I like you. My feelings towards you are professionally neutral. Normally I'd be obligated to kill you. But...I suppose I owed you a favor."

  "A favor? You aren't making any sense..."

  The Decepticon stood up suddenly and it suddenly occurred to Blurr that he’d forgotten just how BIG Shockwave was compared to him.

  "Yes, Agent Blurr. I owe you a favor. Is this your way of saying you wish to revoke my use of it...?"

  "No! Primus no!" He stumbled back onto the berth. "I just...don't understand...you tried to kill me once...Why aren't you trying again...?"

  "..." Shockwave looked away, grumbling...

  "What?"

  "You're a distraction."

  Blurr was dumbfounded. He just gaped at the other as he continued.

  "You're a distraction. Simple as that. The fact that you referred to me as Longarm again...Your hideous illogical mindset is...distracting. I'm still trying to figure out why you did that, aside from the obvious delirium..."

  "Shut up."

  "I beg your pardon?"

  "I SAID SHUT UP! PRIMUS, WHY...WHEN DID I SAY THAT?"

  Now it was Shockwave's turn to be stunned into silence as Blurr raged on, "YOU WERE WEARING HIS FACE. I LOVED HIM. I LOVED HIM SO MUCH, AND YOU TOOK HIM AWAY FROM ME! YOU'RE A FRAGGIN' MONSTER YOU KNOW THAT?" His optics sparked as tears dripped from his faceplates...

  "I know." He replied after a long silence, punctuated by Blurr's sobs. The poor Autobot had fallen to his knees, sobbing into his servos. "I'm well aware of my status as 'monster'. Hence why I'm letting you leave. Alive. I suppose...it's the least I can do."

  "Why?!" The blue bot snapped. "So you can kill me another day?"

  "No. Because it's all I can do to...apologize, I suppose." He approached the grieving mech, placing a servo on his shaking shoulders. "It's part of the job, Blurr. I have no quarrel with you, aside from the fact that we happen to be on opposing sides of this fight. To me, Longarm was just a name. A disguise. But I suppose...He meant more to you than he did to me."

  Blurr stared up at him, optics running heavily as he was handed a data slug.

  "The data I use to transform into Longarm. Bury it. Hold a funeral. I don't want to use it anymore. I've got dozens, hundreds of disguises. But if it means that much to you then...I suppose you can have this one back. Even if your sentiment makes no sense to me.”

  Shockwave had turned away. He didn't like this, this overflow of emotion. He'd never UNDERSTOOD such things. It literally just confused him most of the time.

  "...one more time."

  "I beg your pardon?"

  Blurr was standing now, staring up at him. He held the dataslug outstretched, optics bright and pleading.

  "...I want to see him. One more time. Then I'll leave."

  "..." He couldn't say no to that face. Shockwave took the slug back, and-

  No sooner had he shifted to look like the long dead mech did Blurr march up, grab his faceplates and kiss him. What was Shockwave supposed to do? Push him away?

  Shockwave just couldn't stop himself. All his life, he'd been calculating. Planned all his steps. But now, he just let go and...kissed back. All he'd wanted to say to Blurr came out when he wrapped his arms around him and kissed him back.

  ---

Blurr had been nervous at first. But Shockwave was probably the most attentive lover he'd ever met. And probably the best multitasker too.

  He sometimes left Blurr alone, tied down and stuffed to the rim with toys. Yet, even in the middle of a massive scientific undertaking, he'd always find time to go back to Blurr, torment him with talk of what he'd do to him after his shift was over...

  And Blurr, poor muzzled and strung up Blurr, could only squirm in antticipation...

  But there were other times when he and Shockwave would lie together in Shockwave's berth, the larger mech running those dangerous claws down sensitive transformation seams, tracing his lips, his facial contours, his crest...He would tell him how much Blurr meant to him, how he was so HAPPY Blurr had chosen to stay

  The former Autobot was lost into a life full of adoration and long, lustful nights...And frankly, it was about as good as it could get...