#chase and Dreadwing bond

[revelboo]

Inhaled through your fics like I'm doing a line, you write like a god 🙌🙌

Fave has got to be the angst portion of your LL/ MTMTE series where the humans got transported back, it's just so interesting seeing all their stories connect all at once

And I know it follows a different flow but how do you think the TFP cons would react if the same thing happened to their humans? At the very least, I just know TFP Megs will go berserk mode considering he's all sparked up too

Oh, yeah. They’d not be okay at all. Except for Breakdown if he’s not actually attached to the human yet. He’d think it’s funny up until realizing that Knockout is legitimately upset

Maybe try the stuff under Lost Light- the humans get yeeted to wherever Cybertronians are by accident. The Vehicon story is pretty much reader being adopted and fawned over by the TFP Vehicons. You might like ES Bumblebee, too. Blaster, the human accidentally kidnaps him in his boombox mode. Waspinator pretty much adopts his human, too and just won’t leave.

Gone

TFP Decepticon Scenario

• Primus, there’s another one. Frozen Smokescreen grimaces as the alarm klaxons scream, because you’re staring up at him, tensing and standing on Soundwave’s berth, little fingers fisted in a blanket. Obviously terrified and probably traumatized. How many is this? Feeling absolutely awful as he approaches and like all of the rest of them, you try to bolt even though there’s no where to go. And you scream when he catches you. “I’m so sorry, but you’re safe now,” he says, subspacing you with the rest. Poor things, doesn’t even want to imagine what the Decepticons have been doing with so many humans.

• Snarling in outrage as he charges through the Nemesis, Megatron’s spark constricts. Alarms going off everywhere, but no one can seem to even find the Autobot intruder. And Starscream almost runs into him, the Seeker frantic, yelping when Megatron grabs him by a wing, intending to take his frustration out on someone. “Lord Megatron,” Starscream gasps in pain, twisting. “The humans are gone.” And he feels it. Feels the loss of his bond, cutting into his spark. Venting raggedly, he shoves the Seeker away from himself, not running. But striding for his habsuite, servos flexing as fear seizes him by the throat. Shoving the door open hard when it doesn’t open fast enough and staring at where you should be.

• Roaring out his fury, Predaking smacks a Vehicon out of his way with his tail, mandibles flaring as he chases the scent of the intruder. And Knockout swears as he barrels past him, not caring who gets in his way. Needs to find you and punish whoever has you, because if you’re hurt? Death would be far too kind. You’re so small and he’d left you unprotected, assumed you were safe here.

• Staring at the chaos over a handful of little organics, Breakdown clears his vents. Because, honestly? Good riddance. Humans have no place among Cybertronians. But turning toward Knockout, it’s a shock how blank his friend’s expression is. He looks lost almost. Knew Knockout was soft on you, but didn’t expect him to care this much and swearing, Breakdown joins the search for the intruder. Because if Knockout needs you, then he’s going to have you.

• “Little one?” Servos trembling, Dreadwing flattens a palm against a wall. Trying to get his worry under control. You’re just so small, fragile. Still so weak from your ordeal and someone snuck into his habsuite. Took you from him. You were supposed to be safe there, trusted him to care for you. Venting raggedly, he keeps looking for any trace of who took you from him.

• Can’t move, standing at the door of his habsuite, your blanket in his servos. Aware of the klaxons, the yelling about an intruder, an Autobot taking the humans. Servos crushing your blanket, Shockwave’s antenna flick, cannon smacking against the wall as he staggers slightly, processor in chaos. Frantic with the need to find you, hold you. Needs to move, to help in the search and he can’t move. Coming apart without you there to keep him together.

• Tendrils lashing as he pulls up feed after feed, trembling, Soundwave watches the Autobot sneaking through the Nemesis. To his habsuite. Slipping inside. Taking you. Stealing what’s his. His family. His little mate. Where did the Autobot go? What did he do to you? Where are you? The intruder leaves his habsuite with empty hands, but you’re gone. Can’t even sense you and he can’t stop trembling. Teetering between fear and rage, unable to get himself under control. Where are you? Are you hurt? Crying out for him?

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[jkomaliondog]

Transformers friendship Grows.

This timeline Sam is now protector and leader of cyberton and earth and all Autobots, Deceptacon and Deceptacon who where in the pod's are free and live in peace and harmony making bond to the humans in earth San is now marry to Optimus Prime and Megatron.

[Future Sam Witwicky]

When I started out, I was unsure

I thought I knew all that I needed, didn't know what to expect

But when my walls came down, I saw the truth

All along something was missing

And I think you'll see it, too

This is where the magic happens

This is where the magic lives

Our friendships weave together stronger

The bonds grow deeper, lasting longer

And the greatest spell you'll know

Is how the Magic of Friendship grows

[Future Miko]

And no matter how much time goes by

The party will still be here with some fun new games to try

[Future Miles]

Big adventure's waiting obviously

Long as we're still here together

We'll be flying happily

[Sam Witwicky, Mike, and Miles]

This is where the magic happens (where the magic happens)

This is where the magic lives (where the magic lives)

Our friendships weave together stronger

The bonds grow deeper, lasting longer

And the greatest spell there is

What the Magic of Friendship gives

[Future Jack]

And it's somethin' true to pass on down

To generations yet to come

[Future Mikaela]

And we'll never stop believing in

The generosity of the friendships we've won

[Future RAF]:And because the love that I feel

For every single living creature is something that is real

Friendship happens so naturally

[Future Samwitwicky: Oh, and how I used to wonder

[Choir]: (Ahhh-ahhh-ahhh...)

[Future Sam witwicky] What friendship could bee

Future Miko: this is where the magic happens (where the magic happens)

Bulkhead, Breakdown, Skyquake, Blades, Whirl, Whirl(father), Mach, Snarl, Jazz, Clampdown, Bisk, Groundpounder, Thermidor, Parton, Scatterspike, Clawtrap, Vogel, Dani burns, Rotorz, Taylor, Mrs Rubio, Milo, Hank, Corey, George, Timmy, Cathy and his father, Casey.

Future RAF: this is where the magic live (where the magic live)

Bumblebee, Smokescreen, Soundwave, Lazerbeak, Salvage, Hightide, Blushfire, Fixit, Underbite, Terrashock, Malodor, Chopshop, Kickback, Polarclaw, Pilar Esquivel, RAF mom, Cecelia Greene, Doc Greene, Francine Greene, Anna Baranova, Maura the Magnificent, Ira, Finn O Reilly, Butch, Virginia, Scraplets

Future Miles: Our friendship lead together stronger

Ratchet, Shockwave, Blurr, Wedge, Perceptor, Scorch, Slash, Sideswipe, Drift, Jetstorm, Slipstream, Windblade, Undertone, Filch, zizza, Heatseeker, Motormaster, Dragstrip, Wildbreak, Slashmark, ShadowRaker, Boostwing, Russell, Denny Clay , Pilfer, Digz, Wes, Evan and Miles, Harrison, Larry Larue

Future Jack: Bonds grow deeper lasting longer

Acree, Cliffjumper, Starscream, Airachnild, Hoist, Boulder, Grimlock, Fracture, Airazor, Divebomb, Springload, Quillfire, Overload, Razorpaw, Glacius, Sewlter, Sierra, Emily Friztwaves, Vince, Graham Burns, Hooks, Amy, Hunter, Elsie Rubioy

Future Mikaela : and greater spark you know (you'll know)

Wheeljack, Knockout, Hardshell, Chase, Quickshadow, Medix, dreadwing, Glow, Strongarm, Nightra, Dropforge, Thunderhoof, saber horn, Glowstrike, Scorponok, Sliverhound, Kade, Hayley, Doc, Priscilla Pynch, HB Luskey, Mrs Luskey, Nancy Morrison, Jimmy, Kyle, Jerry, Don, Arnold, Mortons

Future Sam: Is the magic of friendship grows

Optimus Prime, Ultra Magnus, Megatron, Heatwave, Hotshot, Blastwave, Steeljaw, Cyclones, Skyjack, Treadshock, riotgear, cyber warp, William Fowler, Cody burns, Chief Charlie’s burns, Carin, Hotdog, Deputy barney, Mrs neederlander, Huxley Prescott, Ziegler

[Future Sam Witwicky]

How the Magic of Friendship grows

[silkling]

Of Rules and Regulations

Of Moments of Life AU

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Chase didn’t understand humans, sometimes. Chief spoke of the importance of following the rules, but fairly often the human let the citizens of Griffin Rock get off with very little punishment in regards to their rule breaking. Yes, he did ticket speeders and illegal parkers, but all too often he would allow people to break the same rule multiple times and would not increase the penalty, as so many human law books suggested was prudent. It confounded him. He did not understand. Were rules not important?

Chase knew they were. Rules were the pillars of a structured society. The Rescue Force, when it had still stood, had been built on rules and order. They had functioned best when the regulations and protocols had been followed…hadn’t they? Unbidden, the police bot found himself remembering Sigma-17’s encounter with the energon eater. He knew what protocol would have dictated, in that circumstance. ‘Do not cease the rescue operation, not until all other options have been exhausted and there is no chance of mission success.’

That was one of the Rescue Bot codes. Had they followed it, they would have pushed past the energon eater to follow the distress signal. Except….Chase knew now that the signal had been a false one. If they had not halted the rescue operation, then Sigma-17 would have continued to try and save bots that did not exist, and would likely have lost one, or more, of its members to the space beast. So in that circumstance, it would have been foolhardy to follow the rules. But…that was an exception, wasn’t it? Surely it was best to follow the rules at any other time?

He was so caught up in his own processor as he went down to the bunker that he didn’t notice when his path led him directly into that of another. Chase let out a surprised shout when he impacted something hard and large, and the force of it, even if he hadn’t been walking fast, enough to make him stumble back and almost trip over his own pedes. Thankfully, a large hand caught his shoulder and righted him quickly. He looked up to thank who had caught him, thinking it to be Boulder since no one else had hands close to that size, only for his voice to die in his throat when his optics met the red gaze of Dreadwing.

“Ah. Dreadwing.” he said, shuffling awkwardly. Dreadwing was another case that made Chase’s processor ache.

Again, he knew what protocol would dictate about the Seeker’s circumstance. A jail cell until a trial could be held. But every time he tried to think of that idea, his spark ached and protested it, and he didn’t know why. It just…didn’t feel right. Dreadwing had done horrible things in the name of the Deception cause. He knew this. The Seeker had even admitted as such. Yet….he didn’t want to go see him punished either. He knew why the flyer had done the things he had. He didn’t understand, not truly, but his reasons had been just, even if his actions had not been. And given what Chase had learned of his Dreadwing and others like him had suffered when they hadn’t been under the Decepticon banner, well. Chase couldn’t see himself demanding recompense. It was hard to. Dreadwing was not a saint, he knew that. But…he wasn’t some violent, sparkles monster either.

“Hello, little one.” The Seeker’s deep rumble tore him from any further spiraling. “You seem troubled.”

Chase opened his mouth to deny it, but his vocalizer faded to static. It clicked as he forced it to reset, the Cybertronian equivalent of clearing one’s throat, and he sagged. “Perhaps.” he agreed.

He thought again of his confusion, and his processor all but screamed with discontent as it struggled to make sense of the data it had been given. He didn’t know who he could talk to about this. None of his teammates were as stringent about rules as he was, and he doubted the humans could grasp out protocol and regulations were practically a part of Chase’s core coding. They weren’t Cybertronian, after all.

Except…

Except Dreadwing had been a high ranking officer in a structured military for longer than modern human civilization has existed. He, of all those Chase could talk to, was the most likely to understand. But could he? The Seeker had once been a Decepticon, so would be even be willing to help?

His mind flashed to Blades, and the way the copter’s rotors had been happily fluttering as he told the team how Dreadwing and he had swapped stories of their brothers, and how the older flyer had taken the younger bot to the back of the island at night for in depth flight lessons. Dreadwing had been a Deception once, true. But he seemed more than willing to help Blades, and Chase found himself praying that that odd fondness wasn’t just for the copter bot.

“Dreadwing.” he straightened his spinal strut, meeting that red gaze head on. “If you would be willing, I would require your advice. There is a matter that is causing me severe distress and my processor is unable to understand the data I have gathered on the topic.”

Dreadwing simply stared at him for a moment, his right wing twitching in a gesture that Chase didn’t know how to interpret. He knew flyers were capable of communicating with their flight appendages. It was why Dreadwing was so attentive to every movement of Blades’s rotors. But he was no flyer, and he didn’t know what that twitch meant.

Thankfully, Dreadwing quickly seemed to realize this, because he instead dipped his helm. “I would be most amenable to help, little one. Perhaps you would prefer to sit somewhere comfortable? I sense this will not be a short discussion.”

Chase nodded his agreement, quickly leading the way to the lounge. He pulled over one of the bot sized beanbags for himself, settling into it comfortably while Dreadwing took a seat on the couch. After a moment of organizing his thoughts, he lifted his gaze. “I am struggling with my core beliefs and understanding whether or not they may be wrong.”

Dreadwing tipped his helm to the side. “I see.” he hummed.

Chase figured he likely would. The Seeker had had to recently shift his entire worldview of where his loyalties lay, after all. “I…have built my understanding of the world and my surroundings on rules. There are rules to everything, I have learned. Not just the laws that govern society, but strict rules of how certain things operate and function within the world. The rules of organic reproduction, for example, or the rules that bind Earth to a cycle of different seasons. These are all set rules that do not break.”

The Seeker hummed. “So I see. Then here does your issue lie?”

“I….” he trailed off, then reset his vocalizer. “Chief Burns consistently lets the people of Griffin Rock off with lesser punishments than he should, if he were following the laws of his society. Just this morning, when he should have given Mr.Harrison a much harsher penalty for once again causing a mass public disturbance, he let him off with merely a word of warning.” The cop bot sounded frustrated. “And there is also…” He looked down. “You. Protocol dictates you should be locked within a cell until such time you can stand trial. But I find myself disliking that idea and I have no desire or intention of actually following through on it. I am aware you have done horrible things in the past, yet my spark insists that you can be given a better chance to make amends here and with your freedom than locked away in a jail cell.” he finished, frustrated and angry with his own lack of understanding.

To his credit, Dreadwing let him finish before he spoke. “I believe I understand now.” he stared hard at the smaller bot. “Rules are important. You are correct about that. In a well functioning, proper society, rules create the pillar upon which order is maintained.”

Chase made a frustrated noise. “Then why-“

Dreadwing cut him off. “However. In such societies, there is also often a deep sense of community. That means there is an understanding among all those within that society that some of the rules that establish their land are more important than others. Vos operated under such a system. The Senate despised us for it, as it meant there were instances in which Vos’s children did not fit into the societal rules they had set for the rest of Cybertron.”

Chase blinked. “But what does that have to do with it?”

“In such a society, where some rules are deemed less important, it is also generally understood that if one breaks those rules they may not necessarily have to face the punishment written by the law as long as no one was harmed. Take speeding, for example. I know one of the citizens on this island does so consistently, and yet Chief Burns only ever gives him a single ticket.”

Chase jerked. “How did you-“

“You rant about that specific man very often, Chase.” the Seeker said dryly. “Now, in that instance, the Chief is in the right. He could ticket the human more, he could jail him for the night, but that would not help matters. Perhaps it would stop him, but it would also build a sense of resentment.”

Chase crossed his arms. “What does that matter?”

“It matters quite a bit.” Dreadwing sighed. “In a society built on a sense of community, like Vos was and like Griffin Rock is, it is not lack of total and complete order that causes things to crack. It is resentment. Vos, this island, they were, and are, both built on the backs of their children’s’ respect and regard for one another. Once that respect and regard is lost, so to are the foundations that make Griffin Rock a community.” he explained.

Chase blinked. “Chief…does not penalize the citizens of the island more harshly because they are a community?”

Dreadwing hummed. “Precisely.” he agreed. “Without the proper community, it would not truly be Griffin Rock. As such, the people of the island have an unspoken understanding that, so long as no one is harmed when something goes wrong or when someone breaks a rule, then it does no harm to let them off with a lesser punishment.”

“Or even no punishment at all?”

“Or even no punishment at all.” Dreadwing seemed pleased that Chase was starting to understand. “As for the second half of your concerns…I do understand that as well. You are correct. Any legal system would demand my incarceration. However, one must also look at the specific circumstances.” he leaned back. “I cannot tell you how you should think on the matters of my crimes and the penalties I should face. That is not a decision that is mine to make.”

Chase blinked, then sagged and nodded. “I know. And the fact that you are not trying to sway my opinion says much more about your willingness to make things right than any long term imprisonment could, I believe.”

Dreadwing chuckled. “Thank you, little one. I will do my best not to misplace your faith. Primus saw fit to gift me a second chance and the opportunity to make amends. I will still avenge my brother one day, but I will not squander what I have been given here.”

Chase smiled despite himself. “Good.” Then his expression dropped a little, and he looked down. “What about in societies that are not built on community? Are rules not important there?”

Dreadwing tilted his helm. “Hm.” he narrowed red optics. “That is a more complicated matter. If the society functions and all within it are content, then yes, I suppose the rules would be important. But that is not often the case. Before the War, Cybertron functioned under strict rules, but it was in fact those same rules that caused so much suffering.”

Chase looked at the Seeker in confusion. “I…was aware of the discontent. I knew the lower castes were struggling. But how bad was it exactly?”

Dreadwing tilted his helm up. “The root of the problems lay in Functionism itself, little one. It was a plague. The Rescue Force, by some odd miracle, was not affected by Functionism. They believed that as long as a Bot was willing to train, then any frame-type could be used in rescues, as there was not only one kind of rescue and some would require unorthodox frame abilities.” the Seeker sighed heavily. “However, the rest of Cybertron was not so lucky.” Fingers drummed against the couch, and the Seeker was silent as he considered his next words. “Your teammate, the little bulldozer? Had he not been a Rescue Bot, then the rules of Functionism would have forced him to be a construction worker, whether he wished it or not. And if he did not bend to his function, then the Senate would have punished him severely and they would have been allowed by law to do so.”

Chase went still, optics wide. He couldn’t imagine that happening to Boulder. He knew what sort of punishment Dreadwing was talking about. Anything from jail to…empurata. He shuddered as the thought crossed his processor. He couldn’t imagine Boulder, warm, soft-sparked Boulder forced to bare the markers of empurata. That penalty was too much. Even he had been aware of that much of the Senate’s darkness, even if he hadn’t understood how bad it had truly been.

“I….see.” he whispered.

And he was starting to. Rules had defined his life up unto now, but…his life had dramatically changed, and so had to the rules that defined it. Perhaps it was time he changed his own understanding of rules as well. He looked up to meet Dreadwing’s gaze, standing up from his beanbag. “I…thank you, Dreadwing.” he said gratefully. “I do not understand fully, but I believe I will eventually. You have given me much to think about. Your advise….it was much appreciated.”

Dreadwing too, stood. He nodded at the littler bot, and Chase found his spark was starting to hammer at the thought that this, whatever is was, was going to end. “Movie!” he blurted.

At Dreadwing’s confused stare, he reset his vocalizer. “I would like to share something of mine with you, now that you’ve shared your advice with me. If you’d be open to it. Blades has shown you his favorite Earth entertainment, and if you would not be opposed than I would like to show you mine.” he said, and despite himself he couldn’t keep the hopeful note from his voice.

Dreadwing seemed to catch on to his true intentions, because the Seeker had a knowing glint in his optics. There was a brief silence as the flyer considered, then his helm dipped in acquiescence. “I would be interested in seeing what it is that garners your enjoyment, young one.” he agreed, retaking his seat on one end of the couch.

Chase relaxed, and was quick to set up the movie and grab the remote. It was the first movie in his favorite series of detective films. This series wasn’t quite as silly as some of the others, and some of the crimes were genuinely thought provoking. Chase was hoping Dreadwing would appreciate the moral complexity. He moved to the beanbag as the movie started up, and paused to glance at the empty space next to Dreadwing. After only a moment of hesitation, he pulled the beanbag to the nook where it was usually kept with the others like it, then went to take the empty seat on the couch. Dreadwing only shot him a glance, but did nothing else before returning his attention to the film.

After the movie had progressed, Chase felt his frame shift slightly, instinctively seeking out the warmth and closeness of the larger frame by his side. His shoulder pressed into Dreadwing’s arm, and when he realized what he’d done he tensed and made to pull away. Only…Dreadwing didn’t seem to mind. In fact, the large Seeker only shifted his position, freeing up space for Chase to rest more comfortably against his side. After a second’s thought, the police bot did so, tucking in against the larger Cybertronian and enjoying the quiet closeness. Cybertronians were a social species after all, and physical touch was just as important to them as it was to the humans.

Dreadwing didn’t drape his arm around the youngling, as he did whenever Blades burrowed in close to him. He seemed to understand that it would make Chase more uncomfortable than relaxed, because he simply kept it tucked back so that Chase was leaning back on it as he curled into the Seeker’s side.

The movie progressed, and Chase found his processor settling more and more as time went on. Eventually, the usually loud data processing that flowed through his mind quieted to a gentle buzz, and he felt himself relaxing against the frame of the older Cybertronian he’d tucked himself into. He still had a lot he had to figure out, but now he was more certain of one thing.

He would enjoy having Dreadwing around. The Seeker wasn’t quite so bad, after all.

In fact, Chase thought, frame and processor at peace with each other for the first time since Sigma-17 had departed Cybertron on that fateful mission. In fact, I think I truly do enjoy having him here. He feels…he feels like family.

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And here we have the second installment in the “of moments in life” AU! No Blades this time, but there is Dreadwing and Chase bonding! Chase is starting to accept that not all is black and white, and Dreadwing is starting to find a new place and purpose for himself. Also, he’s a dad now. He just hasn’t really realized it yet.

I hope everyone enjoyed that! I had a lot of fun with it! There’s going to be more of this in the future, so if y’all wanna make sure you don’t miss the updates and whatnot, follow the “of moments in life au” tag.

I’ll see you all in the next fic. Until next time, friends!

[novafire-is-thinking]

Behind the Playlist - Transformers: Prime Edition (Part 8 of 22: Dreadwing)

Link to the other posts in my Behind the Playlist series

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I present to you the second playlist I organized in “story order.” I believe an honorable warrior like Dreadwing deserves to have his story told in this way.

Intended overarching themes and/or qualities: Honor, Betrayal, Vengeance Denied

My personal favorite(s) from this playlist: Endless Bonds and Broken Promises, Crystal, Whose Side Are You On, and Lament From The Grave

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Full song list and explanations under the cut:

Dreadwing by Brian Tyler

Self-explanatory name.

Soldier by Fleurie, Tommee Profitt

First and foremost, Dreadwing saw himself as a solider whose sole purpose was to serve Megatron faithfully.

Endless Bonds and Broken Promises by Krale

This instrumental piece encapsulates the grief Dreadwing may have dealt with after he felt Skyquake’s spark disconnect from his and the resulting determination to confirm what he’d sensed.

This Is a Call by Les Friction

Even though Starscream certainly wasn’t Dreadwing’s favorite for the part he played in his brother’s demise, Dreadwing primarily blamed the Autobots and thought of Skyquake’s death as a call to action.

Crystal by J.T. Peterson

To me, this one is representative of the doubts that began to set in about Megatron and what the Decepticon cause had become under his leadership. Dreadwing began to see how far the faction had drifted from its original vision, especially when Megatron welcomed a “desecrator” like Starscream back into his ranks. Things became crystal clear; Dreadwing came to his senses quickly and was no longer blinded by loyalty or duty.

Lay Your Weapons Down by UNSECRET, Sam Tinnesz

“We're losing all the reasons for our hate / Have we gone too far to find escape? / Lay your weapons down

Lay your weapons down / Lay your weapons down / Don't need to do this / Can't make it through this / Lay your weapons down / We can't fight anymore”

Again, Dreadwing realized how far the Decepticons had strayed from their original course. In his mind, they’d lost any real reason for their hate and were “chasing vapors.” When he willingly betrayed the Decepticons by returning the Forge of Solus Prime, Optimus attempted to appeal to him. Dreadwing chose instead to go his own way and wash his hands of either side before seeking revenge for his brother’s disgrace.

Avenge by Michael Vignola

This song matches the tension in the medbay when Dreadwing was determined to end Starscream’s life.

Whose Side Are You On by Tommee Profitt, Ruelle

“Betrayal burns and there's no hiding / It cuts deeper than a razor blade

There's a war in my head and I don't understand / How we ended up here / There's a tear in my heart where your lies left a mark / And now nothing is clear

Whose side are you on?”

When Dreadwing realized he’d been shot through the spark by Megatron, the shock on his face said it all. I like to imagine that he looked down sadly at the gaping hole in his chest and whispered to Megatron, “Whose side are you on?” as he was leaving to rejoin the Allspark.

Casualty by Hidden Citizens, Tash

“Call me a casualty / The cost of catastrophe / The damage, damage, damage is done / Call me, call me another one”

Lament From The Grave by Tommee Profitt, Stanaj

The Albanian language paired with the background instrumentation is hauntingly beautiful. Also, the name of the song is perfect.

Bury Me Here by Shaheen Fahmy, Epic Music World

I wouldn’t be surprised if Megatron ordered that Dreadwing’s body be dumped in some remote place on earth. There was bound to be at least one ‘Con left who remembered the exact location after the war, and I headcanon that Optimus made sure Dreadwing received a proper Cybertronian burial. Optimus is the sort of bot who would do that as a way of honoring a former enemy he respected.

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Notes:

This post series is in alphabetical order. Next up are Jack Darby and Knockout.

As I add more songs to the playlist, I’ll update this post.

[mrstransformersfanfiction]

Title: Friends in My Heart

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Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers Prime

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A/N: A very random scene I feel like writing. I made up some names like Trent. I still haven't give up on the fic on Dreadwing x OC being hunted by Megatron. I promise you I had a lot of juicy ideas I wanted to let it out.

I'm not even sure if I want to post this random scene on Fanfiction. It feels very personal too. I didn't bother with Cybertronian terms this time. I had a big mix about putting this. I love Dreadwing. I feel he needs a lot of love.

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Friends in My Heart

One shot

It had been two years since she had last seen her best friend, Kyrie. There she was standing in front of her and her mind went blank. It wasn't like the dreams Victoria had and she wasn't sure why she did it. One look at Dreadwing with an apologetic look on Victoria's face, the former agent walked right out of base.

Kyrie wanted to chase after her. At the same time, she understood how her best friend felt. The room mate wasn't sure what to even say to her after two long years. Optimus simply placed a consoling hand on her shoulder and Kyrie looked imploringly at him. She looked defeated about the whole situation.

"Give her time. She had been through a lot. She will come to me when she is ready and I am sure she will speak to you when she is ready." Optimus crouched down to her height

"I didn't mean to hurt her this way, Optimus. I didn't mean to! She's my best friend and I love her very much. I know she set out to save me too." Kyrie started crying silently to herself and her tears ran down her face. Optimus pulled her to a warm hugged and Kyrie cried on his shoulder.

Dreadwing looked at them once. He put his own sword on the table and went after Victoria who was outside the rain. The Seeker approached her and tap her on the shoulder with her finger.

"Would you like some company? I can be your umbrella." Dreadwing offered.

"Can I go up the rooftop?" Victoria asked him quietly. She was careful not to see her best friend for now.

"Of course. I will accompany you." Dreadwing offered his hand to her and she hop right on.

Victoria decided to speak to Optimus through her bond they shared recently.

.: I'll come back to base, Optimus. I just need to clear my head. I'm sorry. I'll explain everything when I get back to base:. Victoria said through her bond with Optimus.

.: You don't need to apologise to me, Victoria. Take as much time as you need. Remember what I told you, you can always come to me wen you are ready. We can talk once all is settled. Stay close to Dreadwing. Please my love, do not punch him again because you will end up having a broken hand. I would have to say that was very foolish of you.:.

.: I won't. I promise. I only punched him last time because he had no right to kiss me. Optimus, just remember he went and kissed me! What kind of a thank you was that? He could have just said thank you like normal! Dreadwing's a mess! I belong to you.:. Victoria said defensively through her bond

.:You know his kiss does not mean anything and was an honorary term for him. I know he fancies your best friend very much. Therefore there is no need to worry. :. Optimus reminded her.

.: All right. Love you, Optimus:. Victoria meant it.

.: And I love you, Victoria:. Optimus replied fondly to her.

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So there was Dreadwing and Victoria up on the rooftop. Victoria loves to gaze up at the stars. She was surprised that he hadn't crashed through the base due to his weight. He was bulky and strong like a Cybertronian soldier.

Dreadwing was watchful to the skies. He also has a bad habit of sharpening his weapons when he talks with anyone, not just to Victoria. That is just the way he is. Though, he was very intrigued when he could smell Energon on the human.

They were quiet for a few minutes. Victoria was glad that Wheeljack was close below in case Dreadwing tried to kiss her again. That was why he stood guard on the ground for backup. He had his arms folded across his chest. Though, looked warily at Dreadwing when he sharpened his own sword while he spoke to his human friend.

"Tell me, princess. Why do I smell Energon on you?" Dreadwing asked casually.

"Isn't that quite obvious?" Victoria raised her eyebrows.

"I am sorry for trying to kiss you." Dreadwing said finally to break the tension. He looked guilty when he said it.

"I hope you don't have any ideas tonight to kiss me." Victoria crossed her arms and looked directly in his red eyes.

Dreadwing chuckled. "Cross my heart, princess. I know you belong to Optimus and you bonded with him very well."

Victoria turned away and blushed at his words. Her heart soars in the air. It was true what he said. "Is it true you also have feelings for my best friends?" She giggled.

Dreadwing turned away and scratched the back of his helm. He wasn't sure how to answer that or himself. Victoria finally turned to his way and placed a hand on his arms. The ex Decepticon slowly turn to her and looks embarrassed.

"...Yes….Is it wrong?" Dreadwing choked out his reply.

"Hey. I'm really happy if you are. You're ten times better than Megatron. He knows nothing about love and you happen to find my best friend. She's my world. The one true friend that was always there for me when I was down."

"If she's your whole wide world, Victoria, why did you run away from her?" Dreadwing asked softly. "I thought you wanted to speak to her after all these years. Optimus didn't say because as I understand you had quite a past to my knowledge."

"I don't know why I did it." Victoria was fairly sure Kyrie was now venting angrily at Optimus about her. She didn't mind. But her heart still hurts a lot. She looked troubled. Dreadwing looked thoughtful.

He rested his hand on the rooftop bridge. "Maybe you ran away from Kyrie because you were afraid to be hurt by the people you loved." Dreadwing stopped sharpening his sword and put it behind him now.

Victoria stared at him. "Did she tell you about what happened to me and her?"

"That is not my business, little one." Dreadwing said gently. He placed a comfort hand on her back. "No."

"Then you should know if you're her guardian." Victoria said making a split decision to let him in about the matter.

"I am not too sure about that. Perhaps Wheeljack is a better suit for her than I am." Dreadwing suggested boldly.

"I can still hear you both. Take the damn duty, Dreadwing. Don't make me come up there and put some dents into you." Wheeljack warned him hotly.

"Easy, Wheeljack." Victoria assured her temporary guardian.

"Megatron wants me and Kyrie dead at all costs. When his mind is set on a mission, he will see to it is successful."

"Dreadwing.You're better off with us and I understand how you feel. Trust me. I know how your spark is feeling right now." Victoria said empathetically.

"Who did you loose?" Dreadwing asked quietly in a patient tone.

A full minute later, Victoria swallowed and felt grief weigh on her heavily. Her eyes welled up. "Charmaine. We will always miss the people we lost because we loved the ones that parted from us. It doesn't mean they don't live in our hearts."

Victoria pointed at Dreadwing's heart and tap on his chest lightly with her finger. Dreadwing didn't mind her being up close. "And I know my friend lives in me. She passed away because of health and struggled in the hospital for a long time before she gave up."

"I'm sorry, Victoria." Dreadwing told her genuinely. Victoria smiled warmly at him.

"Thanks for being a softie, Dreadwing." Victoria teased him lightly, making him blushed heavily as he turned away again. "Hey. I really don't mind you being with Kyrie. I'm very okay with it and I can see you got a good heart."

Dreadwing sighed. "I am not a softie. I am a warrior, little one. I am a soldier. Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Go talk to my sparkmate." Dreadwing said simply. "You can't always run away from the past. Find a way to come to a conclusion. Running away from it never solves anything. If you want peace, that is how you would start. The choice is yours, princess."

Victoria realised how right Dreadwing is and she pondered on his words. She gaped at him. "Hey Dreadwing. Did you ever have another family back in Cybertron?"

Dreadwing stared at her. "Yes. Why?"

"Because I saw a face and a kid." Victoria replied fairly. "You were so happy with your daughter and your wife. Is that why you fell for my best friend?" She teased him. "Because she reminded you of somebody in the past?"

Wheeljack looked up in surprised and now he feels guilty about the throwdown with his former enemy.

Dreadwing rested his hand on his knee. He looked away and up in the sky. A small smile crept on his face. "You're fairly gifted for a small human." He was impressed. "I never told anyone, not even Optimus or any of my comrades."

"I'm sorry, Dreadwing. I didn't mean to open up about the past." Victoria looked sympathetically at him.

"No. Thank you. It's all right. I'm glad." Dreadwing told her honestly. "It's getting late. Let's get you back inside. I am not even sure if I want to know your business between you and Kyrie. Because she is my sparkmate, I implore you to talk with her. It doesn't hurt to say hello."

"I will…" Victoria agreed brightly. Unexpectedly, she moved up and give him a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you, Dreadwing. I really appreciate this, you know. The talk...you know me."

Dreadwing looked highly amused now. He was fairly sure she was going to do something very stupid such as slapping him in the face. "Do my own ears deceive me and what am I seeing, sparkling? And you kiss me on the cheek?" He teased back lightly.

"Shut it, Dreadwing. You didn't witness anything." Victoria shot back. "Don't make me punch you again."

"Your punches are nothing. In fact, to me, very amusing. Your attitude. You suit well to be Optimus's conjunx endura." Dreadwing sneered back.

He gave her a light nudge and encouraged his human friend.

"Oh yeah?" Victoria retorted. "Next time if you kiss me, I'll throw Arcee and Kyrie to you."

Dreadwing groaned. "It's not going to happen now. I know you and Optimus are well bonded."

Now he knows what Optimus meant about his human friend. She does have an attitude. Dreadwing laughed loudly. But he was shortly distracted when his eyes was like a hawk to her when she began to climb down off the roof top.

"Hey! Do not climb that way!" Dreadwing scolded her firmly. He picked her up in his hand and jumped back down on the ground with her.

"A little warning would be nice!" Victoria snapped at him.

Dreadwing ignored what she just said and set her down gently on the ground. Then, he poked her once more on the back. "Now go. Speak to Kyrie and don't be so snippy."

"Snippy?" Victoria glared at him. "Fine. Daddy." She teased him again.

She wasn't sure why she called him dad. Maybe because the fact he was a father back on Cybertron with a wife that she had seen in his mind. Dreadwing looked taken aback. This made Wheeljack groaned.

Dreadwing chuckled. He prodded her on the back again and shoo her away. Victoria huffed and reluctantly went back inside the base. She slowly walked back towards Optimus and Kyrie.

She felt more guilty when she saw Kyrie was on her meltdown episode. She had seen it before and after all, she saved her many times from her crazy ex boyfriends. Now, Victoria feels like an ass.

When Victoria was near them, Optimus let go of her and turned around. Kyrie looked up and without hesitation, Victoria pulled her to a tight hug. Guilt was written all over her face. Optimus nodded encouragingly at Victoria.

Victoria mouthed out the word, sorry to him. Optimus waved her apology at her and gave her a knowing look. He stood up to give them both privacy. Kyrie trembled from head to toe and she sob onto her chest. Victoria stumbled a little but joy was also in her heart.

She simply smoothed her back and swayed her gently from side to side. She even gives a kiss on the cheek lightly. "I love you, Kyrie, just want you to know that. I'm sorry about it before…"

"No. It's okay. If we're saying sorry to one another, so am I." Kyrie admitted. "I didn't mean to get in the way between you and Trent before and I'm sorry about how we left things. If I hurt you, I really didn't mean it."

"Hey. You saved me more times than I can remember. I figured everything out. So don't worry, okay? I was worried about how you'd been after all these years and even tried to contact you to make sure you were okay." Victoria informed her.

"You did?" Kyrie looked thrilled. "I tried to get back into my accounts but I was locked out and my password kept changing. I'm so sorry if I didn't reply!"

"Hush. It's fine. I figured he would play with our accounts. So I decided to quit. Besides, I got too busy. Look. Don't worry about Trent. We were officially over anyway. I didn't know why I was even with bad boys. Is that why you also try to be with me?"

"I had mixed feelings with you back then." Kyrie confessed with a huge blush on her cheek. "I'm sorry. But, I'm very happy you're with Optimus. Because he is way better than Trent will ever be. Are you well recovered?"

"I will be, babe." Victoria put her arms around her. "Want a tour around the base? I got a bone to pick with you. What about you and Dreadwing?" She nosed in. "Not that I mind and I'm thrilled. He's sure as hell very hot for you!"

"I heard that little sparkling! That is none of your business unless you want me to nose in between you and Optimus with all the minor details!" Dreadwing called out after her warningly.

Victoria huffed at him and stuck her tongue out. "No you won't! I will kick your ass if you do!"

She links her arms with her best friend and steered her to Optimus's quarters where she normally hangs out. She spent hours talking about everything with Kyrie and updated what had happened, leaving absolutely nothing out. Kyrie enjoyed her company and felt she really missed this.

"I missed you." Kyrie told her. "I really do. God, Trent really messed with us didn't he and broke our friendship. What a jerk!"

"If I ever fall for a type of guy, you're welcome to punch me." Victoria said goofily to her about it.

"I could never hit you." Kyrie said fondly. "I'm just glad you're with Optimus and not with that type of guy anymore. When you were beaten like that, it hurts me too you know. Does he know?"

"Optimus? Yeah. He does. I told him everything not so long ago." Victoria agreed lightly. "There's a reason why I didn't before because I'm worried he will do something stupid and land himself in trouble." She said reasonably.

"He loves you." Kyrie smiled. "That's why he's good for you and I honestly don't mind. I just want you to be happy too." She agreed warmly.

"What did I miss when I was unconscious?" Victoria asked brightly. "Is it when you and Dreadwing got together?"

"He swore he would kill Megatron if he ever gets his hand on me. You should have seen his face. When Megatron made contact, Dreadwing went into an overkill mood and even Optimus had to pull him back to stop him from destroying the monitor screen. He even had to hand me over to Ironhide because he was going off at Megatron for making me a target."

"Huh. I thought I saw a punching hole on the wall at the vent area. I thought it was Optimus or Wheeljack." Victoria looked amused now at this new found information.

"No! That's Dreadwing! He was the one who made that hole on the wall!" Kyrie claps a hand over her mouth and is shocked. "I'm very sure it is not Optimus and Wheeljack."

"Does that mean we're friends again?" Victoria asked seriously on tenterhooks.

"What, you don't want to?" Kyrie teased her. "I missed these kinds of talks, you know. I didn't spread those rumours. Because Trent threatened me that he was going to bad mouth me and you."

"No. I want to and I don't care what he did." Victoria admitted. "I hate to say it but the past feels like a stranger now. It's a good thing because...Dreadwing told me to find a solution. I think he also said I should come to a conclusion. You're not mad at me for kissing me right?"

"No. I know what he calls me. He called me his sparkmate." Kyrie looked delighted. "That's Dreadwing. He said it is to do with his culture."

Victoria burst off laughing. "That's bullshit, Kyrie. That's a lie. He just made an excuse!!!!! But, seriously, how are you coping with everything?"

"I don't know...I had nightmares about my time at the warship. I didn't tell Dreadwing but I think he knows." Kyrie told her guiltily. "It was during my time with Megatron when he asked where the base is…"

"Tell Dreadwing. That will bring you closer to him. Don't keep anything off from him. Because I remember when Optimus first witnessed my own nightmares and Kyrie, I know. Megatron used me to hurt Optimus." Victoria told her.

"I'm scared he will do something stupid. I'll try." Kyrie looked on the verge of tears as she rested her head on her chest.

"Kyrie, is there something I should know?" Victoria wondered seriously.

"I don't know if I'm ready to tell yet." Kyrie hugged her in response and she was shaking with fear.

"I won't push you, Kyrie. Come to me when you are ready." Victoria hugged her back lightly. "I will always be there for you, always, just like you saved me more times than I could count." She rested her own head on hers.

Kyrie knew she got a long road ahead of her but didn't want to say anything. She was just glad at this time, she got her best friend back and in her company was all that matters. She was fine the way things are and content that they both move on. Secretly, she was proud of her best friend the way she put up through all the darkness that held her down and powered through it all.

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[ratchetsboyfriend]

Mobile Masterlist

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Tfp Ratchet, Wheeljack, and Bumblebee meeting government agent S/O for the first time

Tfp Ratchet, Optimus, Rid15 Slipstream, and Jetstorm human’s first words are about how attractive the ‘Bot is 

Tfp Ratchet, Wheeljack, Knockout, Predaking, and Rid15 Fixit take care of S/O for the day

Tfp Soundwave “Do you think we’re bad people?” prompt 

Tfp Shockwave with shy, smart, awkward, Autobot human love interest

Tfp Optimus, Bumblebee, Smokescreen, and Tfa Blitzwing sweet affection with S/O

Tfp Arcee “I tried my best to not feel anything for you. Guess what? I failed.” + “You don’t get to pick and choose. You’re stuck with me.” prompt

Tfp Ratchet “You may be an idiot, but you’re my idiot.” prompt

Tfa Jazz, Prowl, and Tfp Wheeljack sleeping with human S/O

Tfa Optimus “Keep your eyes on me.” prompt

Tfp Ratchet “That’s not what I meant and you know it!” prompt

Tfp Orion Pax “If you don’t like this world then change it.” prompt

Tfp Ratchet, Ultra Magnus, and Soundwave “If you had asked me to stay, I would’ve.” prompt

Tfp Ratchet, Wheeljack, Tfa Jazz, and Rid15 Grimlock reacting to S/O’s weird human things

Tfa Bumblebee, Blitzwing, Prowl, Jazz, and Jettwins with S/O who’s insecure about their freckles

Rb Heatwave “Angry kiss” prompt+superhero S/O

Rb Chase “Caught off guard kiss” prompt+superhero S/O

Rb Blades “Top of head kiss”+superhero S/O

Rb Boulder “Height difference kiss” prompt+superhero S/O

Tfa Bumblebee “I’m sorry kiss” prompt

Tfp Ratchet with S/O who’s interested in Cybertronian biology/culture

Tfp Optimus  “You may be an idiot, but you’re my idiot.” prompt

Tfp Arcee “I almost lost you kiss” prompt

Tfp Megatron, Starscream, Knockout, Breakdown, Soundwave falling for the leader of MECH’s rival organization

Tfa Bumblebee “Giggly kiss” prompt

Tfp Ratchet being guardian to a shy, calm, older charge

Tfp Arcee “I’ve missed you kiss” prompt

Rb Blades and Boulder dating headcanons

Rid15 Bumblebee relaxing with S/O

Tfp Optimus “Needing to kiss to hide from the bad guys” prompt

Poly KOBD with the leader of MECH’s rival organization

Tfa Jazz, Prowl, and Rb Heatwave hearing S/O sing for the first time

Rid15 Soundwave “Returned from the dead kiss” prompt

Tfp Ratchet, Breakdown, and Knockout sleeping with human S/O

Rb Boulder, Heatwave, and Tfp Wheeljack reacting to S/O being pregnant

Tfp Wheeljack “Needing to kiss to hide from the bad guys” prompt

Poly Tfp Optimus/Ratchet “When one stops the kiss to whisper ‘I’m sorry, are you sure you-’ and they answer by kissing them more” prompt

Rb Chase, Heatwave, Boulder, and Blades seeing crush dressed up for the first time

Tfa Optimus, Bumblebee, Wreck-Gar, Blurr, and Blitzwing reacting to a S/O whose nose always bleeds

Rb Heatwave “I’ve missed you kiss” prompt

Tfa Blitzwing cuddling with a stressed out S/O

Tfp Breakdown POV for poly KOBD with rival MECH leader

Tfp Starscream meeting and falling for a Cybertronian who wasn’t involved with the war

Tfp Knockout, Breakdown, and Soundwave having a S/O who goes rock climbing, spelunking, and skydiving

Tfa Swindle with a love interest who can steal anything but only does it to take care of their siblings

Tfa Prowl, Bulkhead, Bumblebee, and Optimus meeting and falling for a photographer

Tfa Prowl “True love’s kiss” prompt  

Tfp Knockout having a secret relationship with a thrill seeking autobot human

Tfa Waspinator pining for a human who is nice to him

Tfp Breakdown is rescued by rival MECH leader

Tfp Ratchet being assigned to a charge who acts like him

Tfa Jetfire “Kiss on a dare” prompt

Tfp Optimus, Smokescreen, and Ratchet with a S/O who’s afraid to express affection at first

Tfa Ratchet “Shy kiss” prompt

Tfp Optimus, Ratchet, Knockout, and Megatron falling for a human who wants to combine human and Cybertronian medical science

Tfa Jetstorm “Spin the bottle kiss” prompt

MtMtE Whirl headcanons for having a human S/O

Tfp Megatron, Starscream, Predaking, Optimus, and Ratchet reacting to a human charge finally snapping

MtMtE Trailcutter headcanons for having a crush on a human

Tfp Ratchet, Wheeljack, and  Soundwave reassuring a S/O who misunderstood a conversation

MtMtE Riptide at the beach with S/O

MtMtE Rung realizing he’s fallen for a human

Tfp Optimus’ S/O falling asleep on his shoulder

MtMtE Riptide and Fort Max dating headcanons

Tfp Knockout, Breakdown, and Soundwave taking care of a drunk S/O

Tfp Ratchet “One small kiss, pulling away for an instant, then devouring each other” + “Staring at the other’s lips, trying not to kiss them, before giving in” prompts

Tfp Arcee “You’re essentially immortal until you meet your soulmate” prompt

MtMtE Overlord “You can see the red string of fate that connects you to your soulmate but only when you close your eyes” prompt

MtMtE Fulcrum “Your soulmates first impression/thought about you is written on your body” prompt

Tfa Megatron “You have a name on each wrist, your soulmate’s name and your enemy’s name and you don’t know which is which” prompt with enemy Lugnut

MtMtE Tarn “When your soulmate listens to music you can hear it too” prompt

Rb Blades “You only see in black and white until you touch your soulmate for the first time” prompt

Bw Dinobot “Only certain people can see the red string of fate that connects soulmates and you’re one of them” prompt

Rid15  Sideswipe “Surprised kiss” prompt

MtMtE Rung being in love with a human

MtMtE Rung “Only certain people can see the red string of fate that connects soulmates and you’re one of them” prompt

Tfa Ratchet “Instead of their first words to you, you have a random phrase that your soulmate will say one day so you could know them for years before realizing that they’re your soulmate” prompt

Tfp Ratchet getting his S/O out of a sticky situation

Tfa Ultra Magnus, Ratchet, Blurr, Tfp Ratchet, and Bumblebee reacting to finding S/O with sparklings

Tfa Blitzwing “Kiss at dawn” + “Quick kiss” prompts

Mtmte Ratchet taking care of and reassuring a human who fainted after overworking themself

Tfa Prowl “Kiss under a full moon” prompt

Tfp Shockwave and Soundwave reacting to a S/O who has insomnia/sleep related anxiety

Tfp Optimus “You may be an idiot, but you’re my idiot.” prompt with S/O calling Optimus an idiot

Rid15 Fixit “Surprised kiss” prompt

Mtmte Swerve, Rodimus, and Megatron reacting to receiving art from S/O

Mtmte Fulcrum, Krok, and Grimlock  cuddling headcanons

Tfp Ratchet “The day when you’re supposed to meet your soulmate will continually loop for the both of you until you finally find each other” prompt

Mtmte Bluestreak falling for a human and pining for them before finally asking them out

Tfa Blitzwing “Your soulmate’s name is somewhere on your body” prompt

Mtmte Poly Dratchet “Anything you draw or write on yourself shows up on your soulmate and vice versa” prompt

The sequel to the poly Dratchet soulmate prompt

Mtmte Whirl, Tfp Ratchet, and Bulkhead “Anything you draw or write on yourself shows up on your soulmate and vice versa” prompt

Mtmte Rung feeling overwhelmed by how much his S/O loves him

Tfp Soundwave reacting to the human bringing a cat on board

Mtmte Megatron “Your soulmate’s name is somewhere on your body” prompt

Tfp Ratchet, Soundwave, and Bumblebee bonding with a human S/O over something silly

Tfa Waspinator "Routine kisses where the other person presents their cheek/forehead for the hello/goodbye kiss without even looking up from what they’re doing” prompt

Rb Heatwave comforting the human after the loss of a loved one

Mtmte Megatron and Ultra Magnus reacting to being called dad

Mtmte Ultra Magnus reacting to the human calling the baby ‘our kid’ (Ultra Dad au)

Rb Chase affection headcanons

Tfp Smokescreen, Arcee, and Wheeljack with a S/O who lost their memory

Mtmte Rung sequel to him being in love with a human

Mtmte Rodimus, Megatron, and Dratchet being cheered up by their human S/O

Mtmte Cygate “Only certain people can see the red string of fate that connects soulmates and you’re one of them” prompt

Wreckers Springer affection headcanons 

Bw Inferno relationship headcanons 

Wreckers Springer relationship headcanons

Tfp Starscream, Knockout, and Soundwave dealing with a human who screams every time they try to talk

Mtmte Whirl reacting to a heartfelt confession from a human

Rid15 Steeljaw, Thunderhoof, Fracture, and Saberhorn realizing that they’ve fallen for their human ally

Tfa Prowl “The day when you’re supposed to meet your soulmate will continually loop for the both of you until you finally find each other” prompt

Mtmte Fulcrum realizing he has feelings for a human after Misfire gets close with them

Mtmte Atomizer relationship headcanons

Tfa Blitzwing cuddling headcanons 

Bw Rattrap “Somewhere on your body is the first words your soulmate will ever say to you” prompt

Tfp Ratchet being forced to take breaks and recharge by a bigger bot S/O

Tfp Smokescreen and Mtmtme Swerve confessing to someone who shares their feelings

Mtmte Rodimus, Trailcutter, and Bluestreak at the beach with a human S/O

Tfa Optimus "Once a year, you and your soulmate swap bodies until you find each other." prompt

Mtmte First Aid trying to figure out who his friend's crush is and it's Ratchet

Mtmte Ultra Magnus how he and the human found their adopted child (Ultra Dad au)

Tfa Jet twins, Prowl, Ratchet, and Blitzwing with a S/O who chews on things to cope

Mtmte Rodimus cuddling with S/O after they both have a bad day

Ratchet, Optimus, Bulkhead, and Knockout whose charge is graduating from college

Rb Blades movie marathon date

Rb Heatwave, Tfa Prowl, Tfp Optimus, and Rid15 Steeljaw with a druid companion

Tfp Arachnid “You and your soulmate can feel each other’s pain” prompt

Mtmte Trailcutter trying to flirt

Bw Terrorsaur, Rattrap, and Waspinator’s S/O makes them flower crowns

Wreckers Springer cuddling headcanons

Mtmte Whirl napping headcanons

Mtmte Whirl “Somewhere on your body is the first words your soulmate will ever say to you” prompt

Rid15 Fracture dating an Autobot human

Tfp Arcee, Wheeljack, Arachnid, and Dreadwing’s S/O serenading them

Tfp KOBD/Mech leader reunion

Tfp Ratchet’s bot S/O hiding their injuries

Tfa Longarm, Sentinel, Megatron, and Jet twins reacting to a S/O whose nose always bleeds

Tfp Ratchet with a minibot S/O

Bw Waspinator “Anything you draw or write on yourself shows up on your soulmate and vice versa” prompt

Mtmte Scavengers with a minicon S/O

Mtmte Drift and Rodimus couples’ costume for Halloween

Mtmte Roddratchet ghosthunting with S/O

Mtmte Scavengers celebrating Halloween

Tfp Ratchet S/O dressing up as a doctor to get a rise out of him

Tfp Megatron “Your soulmates first impression/thought about you is written on your body” prompt

Tfp Starscream, Megatron, Knockout, Ratchet, and Optimus reacting to being turned temporarily human and being taken care of by their S/O

Tfp Ratchet and Wheeljack pining for a human

Tfa Ratchet, Tfp Ratchet, Mtmte Ratchet, and CDRW reacting to reserved S/O going all out in a fight

Tfa Prowl, Optimus, and Bulkhead helping a S/O afraid of storms

[silkling]

This is part three of an ask box fic. For part one or two, click below.

Part 1 Part 2

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There was shocked silence, and then Dani put a hand on his cheek. “So twins are one spark that was split by the Well, and gestalts are many Sparks that were merged by it?”

Blades paused, then nodded. “Yeah.” he whispered.

“So you have brothers then? How many?” Kade asked.

Blades swallowed. “Four.” he wrapped his arms around himself. The others could tell something was wrong, they just didn’t know what. “Hot Spot, Streetwise, Groove, and First Aid.”

“Soooo…..where are they? What happened to them?” Kade asked bluntly.

Blades flinched, looking away. “I don’t know.”

“What?” Dani seemed confused. “Don’t you have a spark bond with them, like Dreadwing was saying?”

“I…do.”

“Then how-“

“Stasis.” Chase cut her off, sounding horrified. “We were in stasis. I do not know much about spark bonds, but I do remember reading that stasis is another way to mute a bond. We were in stasis for thousands of years, and after Cybertron fell, they probably fled far away.”

Blades swallowed. “If they’re even still alive.” he closed his optics. “The stasis, combined with the distance, would have muted the bond enough for the breaking of it not to kill me if they’d died. In stasis, I wouldn’t have even felt it break.” He opened his optics to meet the gazes of his teammates, optics wide and welling with cooling fluid. The forces of his emotions were so strong it was making his frame overheat, which caused his optics to leak the fluid in an attempt to cool him down. “All I know is, I woke up from stasis after the crash and I couldn’t feel them anymore. I felt them before we went into stasis. We were too far to communicate with words, but they sensed how scared I was and they just kept sending me worry and reassurance.” he whimpered. “But when I woke up I didn’t even have that. I don’t know where my brothers are or if they’re even alive. That’s what really hurts.”

There was a long beat of silence, and then Dani was pressing herself to his face to hug him. “Oh, Blades.” she said, sounding so pained and sad.

Blades felt a hand on his back, and looked up to see Dreadwimg staring at him, a knowing look in his optics. “I’m truly sorry, little one. At least when I was separated from my brother, I could use the bond to tell he still lived.”

Blades could only whimper again, and then his team was gathering around him. Dreadwing stepped back to give them space, and he watched at the small, odd little family came together to comfort the distressed flyer.

Blades just shook, forced to finally confront the reality of the situation. He hadn’t let himself think about it, before now. Now really. But he’d finally been forced to and he wished he hadn’t. He just wanted his brothers back. He missed them. He didn’t protest as Boulder gathered him close, and instead curled in to take the comfort his teammates were offering. Eventually, he exhausted himself, and he slipped into a light recharge, dreaming of days long past.

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Another week passed, and they’d finally contacted Optimus. The Prime had in very brief details explained something about a fight for the restoration of Cybertron, before agreeing to come talk with Dreadwing. They had indeed talked when he’d arrived at the island, and the Prime had agreed with Dreadwing’s continued presence here as long as the Burns agreed, and as long as the Seeker informed him before leaving Griffin Rock. Dreadwing had agreed to those terms, and the Prime had taken his leave once more.

Now, the Seeker was finally fully settled in the little bunker. It wasn’t an impressive space, but he wouldn’t be picky. Currently, it was late night, and the humans were asleep and the younglings in recharge. Or at least, most of them were. The little copter was missing. Dreadwing had noticed how he’d seemed more withdrawn ever since he’d confessed to being gestalt. The Seeker couldn’t blame the poor mechling, not really. So, when he realized the little bot was missing, he only sighed and went to search for him.

He found Blades in the courtyard by the firehouse, sitting on the ground and staring at the stars. He sat himself next to the youngling, frowning. “You should be recharging, little one.”

Blades looked at him, then back up. “I can’t. I keep remembering.” he sounded miserable.

Dreadwinf sighed. “Tell me, then. What is is that scares you more: holding on to hope that your brothers still live, or believing in the chance that they have been offlined?”

Blades flinched. “I don’t know. Both hurt.” he whispered. “Dreadwing, the last thing they ever felt from me was fear. What if they thought I was being hunted and killed like the other off world Rescue Bot teams? I asked Optimus when he was here. I know the Rescue Force massacre happened a only about an orn after we went into stasis.”

Dreadwing stilled, considering. That was a very likely scenario. “I do not know what they thought.” he said honestly. “Perhaps they did believe that. Perhaps they held o to hope that you escaped and searched for you. Perhaps they search for you still. Perhaps they were offlined in the War.” he sighed. “I cannot give you the answers, little one. Cybertron’s children are scattered, and I would not know where to tell you to begin searching, even if I knew for certain they were alive.”

Blades whimpered, and Dreadwing wasn’t surprised when the youngling turned to curl into his side. The Seeker draped an arm over the shaking shoulders and quivering rotors, holding the mechling close as he grieved. He wished he could help Blades more, but the truth was that he couldn’t. No one could. Blades would have to decide how to handle this himself.

As the youngling shook against his side, Dreadwing lifted his own gaze to the stars.

Can you see me, Skyquake? Would you approve of this? I would hope so. These mechlings need proper guidance, and the Prime refuses to give it. Starscream can wait. I hope you can forgive me for making you wait for your vengeance.

Blades hiccuped against him, curling even tighter against his side, and Dreadwing gently petted the trembling rotors. Slowly, the smaller flyer relaxed, until he had eventually slipped into recharge while tucked into the Seeker’s side.

Dreadwing stared at him for a long moment, then left out an breath of a chuckle and turned his gaze back up.

Primus, I’ve gone soft.

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Holy crap it’s done. I finished it. I hope my asker is happy. That was a monster and a half. It was fun to write, and I very much enjoyed it, but dear god was it long. My muse kept screaming ideas at me the whole time. Seriously you have no idea.

Also, can you all tell Blades is my favorite? Can you tell? Because he is. I adore him. I hope you don’t mind that I included the Protectobot Blades idea in. I’ve seen it floating around a few other places before now, so the idea isn’t originally mine, but I really like it and I think it fits with his character, so here we are.

With that done, I’m off to finish my next ask box prompt. It should be up in the next couple days. It will be nowhere as long as this one. In fact, most ask box fics will even get two posts long, so don’t get used to this.