First post on this blog merry christmas and this is taken from my lost light au where starscream gets stranded on the lost light for Christmas (or whatever cybertonians have i know there were xmas specials). he is feeling a little excluded because he's an outsider then Megatron finds him and has a gift for him and the two of them just have a good time.
“You’ll manage it if you know what’s good for you,” she says, stepping lightly to sit between his thighs as she transforms her thumbs out of her dewclaws.
“As for the other thing, I’m still firmly convinced that I hallucinated it, and you will not convince me otherwise.” She presses all her weight onto her forepaws on either side of the base of his spinal strut, and begins to knead right where the plates overlap, hooking her thumbs between layers of plate. There’s a twisted wire on one side, which she uses a single claw to pull back into place, careful not to pierce the protective coating.
Megatron rumbled again, but it was more amused than anything else. “I’ll do my best.” he assures her. “I’m sure Magnus wouldn’t mind covering at least a half shift. It’ll give him a chance to catch up on paperwork.”
He’s about to say more, but then Ravage presses just so and his words dissolve into a groan of relief, tensed cabling easing slightly as she begins, a slight flinch and then another sigh when a wire is hooked neatly back into place.
“I wish that I’d hallucinated them.” he grumbles. “Or that I could blame the whole Primus-forsaken thing on my ration.”
Wrote a little ficlet based on AU i made like a week ago that I haven't stopped thinking about. It is rodimus/drift but one sided and drift is kind of a dick.
Posted at the entrance to the oxygen farms on Sanctuary Station:
So far as we know, the green turbofox does not have an owner.
He is not causing any problems, however, so please leave him alone.
We are not sure how he is reading the posted notices, but, like the sparklings who play here, he is better at following the rules than many of the adult mecha who come here.
Howlback Stanixa
Chief of the Station Security Committee
Nearly five million years and he's still taking care of these kids.
He wouldn't change it for anything in the universe, actually.
Pharma once asked him if he ever felt bad about knowing how many Autobots had been killed because he kept those three alive when they were young and stupid.
It had hurt at the time.
He knows Drift is lying about not being hurt and it irritates him, but he also knows that it's a stupid and misguided act of love.
Deep in defragmentation, while her mind puts everything that's hers into its proper place, and her Recordings from the Lost Light into her partitioned storage, she rests.
She's almost home.
Somehow, they'll all be a family again.
There'll be adjustments and amends that will have to be made, but they can do that. They'll all be together.
@stalwartcommander asks: "Ah-- may I have a moment of your time, Soundwave?" Ultra Magnus asks, carefully.
"Of course. And welcome to Sanctuary, though all you've seen of it so far is from the outside."
(He must be feeling relatively comfortable. His syntax is almost normal. At least right now.)
"Are you aware that over eighty percent of the minds I've felt just walking around on this ship are angry at Getaway because he screwed everything up and used unacceptable means of obtaining compliance, and not because they feel you and the captains deserve to maintain your roles? I'm not actively trying to read them. I'm having to use all my training and assistive technology to shield myself from their hatred."
Soundwave sighs. "They want Megatron dead. They want me and my conjunx dead, too. We will not permit these people to go without fuel or necessary medical care while things are being worked out, but they will not be permitted to enter the Station.
"As for you, and Rodimus, and the others...I don't force anyone to stay here at the Station against their will, but the place is called Sanctuary for a reason, Ultra Magnus. The Lost Light is not safe transport for you, its Captains, Ratchet, Drift, or the rest of the people who helped Ravage and I get you here. You are welcome to claim temporary asylum here until you can safely go back, as long as you do not proselytise the Primalist cultus or the Autobot Code to my people."