Ok, just read the post about energon siphoning, and energon scarcity, so i bring you.. Soundwave being a food hoarder/having food anxiety.
Think about it, thag fear of him and him cassettes not having enough to eat is probably still very real in his mind, so, he hoards energon 'just in case'. He tells no one but the cassettes and Cosmos, because, "if theres not enough energon, i have something prepared"
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I have had the hc that soundwave has a complicated relationship with food for like. Ages and it makes me so happy to finally be able to yap about it.
Soundwave with food anxiety is real and true and he absolutely hoards rations of energon just in case. He’s weird about how much he eats and what he eats (additives n stuff in energon, in the Dead End it isn’t uncommon for bad mechs to sell spoiled energon or laced energon) and keeps in the back of his processor how he can split his own ration to support his cassettes and cosmos even if it’s not necessary. He also makes sure everyone else has started fueling before he does.
Additional note: Starscream also hoards food with a similar mindset to keep enough fuel himself and for his trine. He has a stash of emergency fuel that he keeps under his and bumblebee’s berth.
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I thought about Mav passed out at his work desk with headphones on and it spiralled into this whole thing
Mav always felt a little lonely.
Even when he had people around him who loved him, he always ended up on his own one way or another and felt that loneliness seeping in. Goose was the first to notice. Before Goose's trips back to Tennessee to see Carole included Mav, he would come back to base to hear about how his pilot had lost a bit of his shine while he was away.
That's when Goose started making the recordings.
It was a small gift, but it meant the world to Mav. A brand new walkman, headphones and all, and a single cassette tape. This tape didn't have music on it, no, it contained a three hour recording of Goose reading though the F-14 Tomcat Flight Manual and adding in his own comedic commentary.
He wasn't sure what Mav would think of it, but when he returned home from another trip and found his pilot curled up asleep on the lounge, headphones on, walkman clutched in his hands, the tape run through, he realised he had made the right decision. Once Mav stirred, realising Goose had returned, he pulled the RIO onto the couch and thanked him for how thoughtful and considerate of a gift it was. That it made him feel less alone.
Goose continued the recordings. They were simple things he could make while completing other work. An hour recording here of Goose rambling while he completed chores, half an hour recording there of Goose muttering while he completes some paperwork. Even after Mav started joining him on his trips to Carole and they inevitably became attached at the hip, Goose continued making recordings. They grew more sincere over time, telling Mav that he was loved and he was strong and could get through anything.
Maverick was very glad he continued making them. It was a piece of Goose he could always carry with him.
Because one day, Goose wasn't there anymore.
Ice was never quite certain why his wingman was always listening to music on a busted walkman, but he never questioned it.
That was until he was packing Mav an overnight bag after an accident and Mav had specifically requested the walkman. Ice had taken a closer look at it and seen the writing on the cassette.
‘GOOSE - 12’
Curiosity got the better of him and he pulled on the headphones and pressed play.
“Y'know, Mav-” It was Goose's voice, Ice realised with a pang deep in his chest, “- I'm pretty sure, by like, most, if not all, the laws of aviation, you should have broken our Tomcat's airframe several times over. I honestly don't know how she's still together-” There was the clinking of dishes and sloshing of water along with the distinct sound of a bristly, sudsy brush scrubbing metal. “- What sort of demon did you make a deal with to manage this? I'm not arguing, I'd rather not face a board of inquiry again, but I'm curious.”
Ice paused it.
He realised very quickly what the cassette was and that, judging on the number, there were more of these.
Mav was always listening to Goose talk.
He packed the walkman into the overnight bag with much more care than he offered possibly anything.
Mav stared.
He blinked once, then twice. But it changed nothing.
There was a cassette sitting on his bed. On it, was scribbled a name and a number.
‘ICE - 1’
Beneath it was a small, simple note.
‘Listen to me.’
Mav pushed the cassette into his walkman and, sitting down, let it play.
“Hey, Mav. Sorry if this is weird for you, it sure feels weird for me. I- uh- I realised what the walkman is for. I'm sorry I teased you for it, it's not dumb and old. I know Slider thought you were pretty cool for having one. He's got one too. But anyways, I found a recording of Goose and I realised why you have this so I thought, y'know, maybe I could make you some new ones? To make up for the teasing at least. I mightn't be as good as Goose but I'll give it my best shot. I've got a book here, I'm just gonna read it out loud for a while, okay? Okay. Here we go…”
Mav listened to the whole thing in one sitting. It was long and sweet and Mav felt something aching inside him, something that hadn't ached in a long time.
Every week or so, Mav would find another cassette in his room with an increased number on it. It was just Ice for a while, but then he found one labelled ‘SLIDER - 1’. Then another a few months later labelled ‘HOLLYWOOD - 1’, then ‘WOLFMAN - 1’. His collection grew as more people helped continue Goose's legacy.
The day he found ‘VIPER - 1’ he felt like he was five again. Viper's recording was two hours worth of him recounting childhood stories of Mav, stories of him with his parents, of just his parents, and deployment tales of his dad.
Once Mav buys his first proper home, an old hangar out in the Mojave Desert, he builds a small shelf to hold all of his cassettes instead of keeping them in a bag or a box. It's then, when they're all neatly organised together, that he realises just how many he has.
The original thirty-one from Goose.
Three from Carole.
One short one from Bradley.
Seventeen from Iceman.
Ten from Slider.
Seven each from Hollywood and Wolfman.
Four from Chipper.
Three from Sunny.
And, so far, Two from Viper.
He doesn't feel so lonely anymore. Everyone he loves has put time and effort into making sure he doesn't feel alone. That instead, he feel loved.
And he sure does.
Even now, years down the track, Ice will stumble upon Maverick passed out at his work desk late at night ontop of a half finished project, with his old walkman next to him, headphones on, listening to Goose laugh his way through the Tomcat manual.
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mars. hands held out in begging. do you have any comfort hcs/thoughts for soundwave and ravage with soundwave caring for ravage? i am cradling them so sweetly in my hands
I prepare to slumber and then you send me an ask and I’m like I WAKE.
I DOOO I DOOOOO HAVE HCS FOR SOUNDWAVE CARING FOR THE RAV
As mentioned eighty billion times before, I hc that Soundwave mimics purring my winding and unwinding his tape deck (he does it subconsciously when he’s happy/comfortable) and he utilizes that was a way of calming Ravage down and/or helping her sleep. Ravage always helped soundwave calm down and ground him by purring, so naturally Soundwave does the same for her. He’ll hold her against his chassis and purr and it calms her down quick.
Soundwave, being blessed with opposable thumbs, does a lot of grooming and frame maintenance for ravage (and the avians). He loves being able to pamper his cassettes, so when he gets his hands on some good polish, wax, and oil he will spend hours making sure ravage is clean and shiny and well oiled.
Ravage doesn’t sleep very well because she is normally paranoid and on high alert over the safety of her pack as well as general insomnia and nightmares. If she sleeps fitfully, Soundwave wakes up to calm her down and stay awake with her until she can doze off again.
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