#chromedome mentioned

[ihatebrainstorm]

I uh.. ya g guh yea yuh huh squeeble deeble

[therealbrya]

hi guys

[sofonn]

guys do you think Chromedome has this "cat-ears" thing in him ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

[7er1ch0]

Not my best work but the only reason I killed Cass in IDW is because in the one scene where Prowl brings up Rewind to a grieving Chromedome and I think Chromdome deserves an uno reverse for that conversation.

[aelyxiae]

Rewind's perspective from MTMTE#33...

...and Rewind's perspective from MTMTE #53

Haunted by the parallels between these two scenes. That Rewind is twice watching Chromedome's life threatened in one way or another by his mnemosurgery. In MTMTE 33, Rewind has no control -- no choice -- but to watch as Chromedome dies and then in MTMTE 53 he makes it his choice that Chromedome lives.

[transingthoseformers]

Wait I should actually share the Brainfreeze lore I've been working on in Discord

He starts out meaning well He starts out as some bright opticked student with a passion for the mind and a desire to help mecha

But... Being a mnemosurgeon during the war causes difficulties, with the inherent power dynamic between a mnemosurgeon and a patient who can't even MOVE without risking processor damage, and the often addictive qualities of mnemosurgery

Mecha up top like say Prowl's push for the younger mnemosurgeons to learn methods like shadowplay and reprogramming don't help

Brainfreeze's first case where he's to shadowplay a mech is interesting

Maybe it went as it was supposed to. Maybe the shadowplay failed or was partial/incomplete in some aspect. Maybe there was damage. There are many options

It affected Brainfreeze in an unfamiliar way

Then there was the next. And the next. And the next. And—

I'm mixing what we know of Trepan, Chromedome, and Sunder's various relationships with mnemosurgery and roles in the story here

Though, it's *different* because Brainfreeze is a mnemosurgeon who was created during the war as one of Optimus's autobots, isn't it??

That because he does wrong in the sake of the autobot cause™ instead of Functionism it's different, isn't it? But it isn't. It isn't all that different.

Oughhh angsty villain oc who's "supposed to be one of the good guys" with just a *twist* of sympathetic antagonist to him, but, really, that sympathy doesn't go as far as it should

This was my pitch for Brainfreeze and Nitrous's relationship

Because I just had an interfaction relationship (or "relationship") idea involving Brainfreeze here and a currently unnamed decepticon [Nitrous], and it's an inexact parallel to how tarnma is usually depicted, almost like a roleswap

____

I've been distracted working on lore for Brainfreeze dhgdgdgsgs

Because, he's a corrupt mnemosurgeon antagonist, but he's not outwardly scary. Not in the same way a lot of Transformers antagonists are

He's not a monster (literal) like some But he is undeniably a monster (metaphorical) by the end of his corruption arc

Tbh maybe I should compare Brainfreeze more to Getaway, considering in hindsight similarities between the two

[lostcybertronian]

Combat

This might be my last one, idk.

Again, inspired by @breakdownsbuttlights Humanformer!Dratchet AU. Canon-typical violence ahead.

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“Ra- stzzzz -tchet.” Drift’s voice burst over the comm, staticky in the way that meant he was stretching the miles he could go before he lost signal, likely to draw fire away from Ratchet and his downed patient. Ratchet could hear the distant rattling of his assault rifle amidst the other clatterings of battle. “Hurr- stzz- up. It’s time to– stzzz– go.”

“I’m almost done.” Ratchet snapped, hurrying to finish wrapping the deep bullet wound in Chromedome’s chest with gauze, his voice all but lost beneath the overhead roaring of jets. He swore and ducked over Chromedone as a nearby building exploded, using his body to shield him from harm. Debris bounced off his back plating. “I hope you’re hightailing it my way. I’d like to make it back to the Lost Light in one piece.”

He signed off. “Damned idiots,” he muttered, tossing away the now-empty roll of gauze and pausing to run a diagnostic, confirming critically low blood pressure and fluttering heartbeat through the one-way connection from his armored bodysuit to Chromedome’s. “Pick the planet with the Decepticons who never got word the war was over. Sure. That sounds like a great idea for shore leave.

“And you,” he told Chromedome, “are lucky you’re not dead. Rewind would kill you. Then, he would kill me.” Ratchet looked to the red, swirling sky as a massive, blue-gray helicopter streaked across it, rotors chop-chop-chopping the over-thick atmosphere as it shed missile after missile of its payload, then began to circle back toward them. Whirl was a crack pilot at best, but at least they had a way out of this hellhole.

He tagged his location to make it easier, then reopened the comm channel he shared with Drift. “Our ride’s a minute out. Get your ass over here.”

“Way ahead of you.” A streak of white-read appeared, hurtling through the junction of two demolished streets, vaulting a chunk of rubble twice his height. His twin swords glinted in the odd, planetary light.

 Behind him were Rodimus and Cyclonus, the former trailing wisps of black smoke, the latter carrying Tailgate piggy back-style.

Ratchet snorted, busying himself with preparing Chromedome for transport. “Show-off.”

[artforalytidae]

Introducing your local Leader of the New Cybertronian Highguard: Talos!

(check the tags for lore!)

[madamadamiu]

What makes each cat “unadoptable”?

Rodimus: Hyperactive with mild Wobbly Cat Syndrome. Can’t be unsupervised in a kitchen or a non-padded environment. He is extremely hyperactive and gets depressed when he doesn’t get attention from people or the other cats.

Drift: Has a furniture scratching problem and likes to try to escape. Doesn’t like to be separated from Rodimus or Ratchet. Afraid of thunderstorms.

Ratchet: as a visibly older cat, he is already tough to adopt out. He needs several different medicines that are taken at mealtimes.

Ultra Magnus: A big boy, and he’s not outwardly affectionate towards humans. He seemingly obsesses over grooming himself and the other cats.

Megatron: doesn’t like humans. However, a few months at the shelter, he begins to soften up towards Rung and Ravage. Regardless, his hostility scares off any potential adopters. Afraid of thunderstorms and doctors.

Tailgate: he is small and friendly, but most adopters back off once they find out how old he is. Any remaining potential adopters decline once they find out he’s bonded to Cyclonus.

Cyclonus: Has the worst scratching problem out of all the cats, no furniture is safe, nor the pant legs of any potential adopters. Also frequently seen fighting the goose through the window.

First Aid: Needs medicine and is nice about taking it, but tends to hide away under furniture when new people arrive.

Red Alert: An extremely nervous cat, he runs and hides when new people arrive and doesn’t come out for hours afterwards. He also needs medicine to manage his anxiety.

Fort Max: The largest cat in the shelter, he’s shy around new people. He’ll try to sit in people’s laps and accidentally suffocate them. The amount of food he needs turns most adopters away. Afraid of thunderstorms and large/loud people.

Skids: Bites people.

Nautica: Drops her wrench on people’s toes. Also bites people.

Velocity: She’s actually fine she’s just grouped in with the rest of these weirdos. Cannot tolerate men.

Swerve: meows so often and loudly that it turns people off from adopting him. Also has a terminal catnip addiction.

Rewind: Stares at people so hard it makes them uncomfortable

Chromedome: Also stares. It makes people uncomfy when two cats are staring at them like they’re an omen of death.

Perceptor: Cannot be unsupervised in a kitchen. Also bonded with Brainstorm.

Brainstorm: Cannot be unsupervised near anything sharp. Tends to get random destructive fits of energy that can last for up to an hour. Tends to start fires.

Honorable mentions + notes about the other characters:

Whirl: The goose that lives in the parking lot. He cannot fly but that doesn’t stop him from attacking anyone that comes near his nest, which happens to be right next to the front door. He serves as a vibe check for potential adopters and keeps Rung humbled.

Ravage: An emo that needs community hours to graduate. They accidentally became attached.

Rung: Specializes in cat behavior and care, and is careful about accomodating each cat’s needs. Every time he tries to make the cat rooms nice for visitors, the cats destroy it in minutes.

Thunderclash: the shelter’s number one funder and general nice guy. All the cats love/tolerate him except for Rodimus, who attacks him at any given opportunity.

[revelboo]

Revel, this is very important (Atleast to us-). Me and my friend have both been reading Everything is Alright and we both agree on something, we were hoping that you could make Starscream a Girl dad, and make the first sparkling a girl. Only if you want to though and don't have any plans, we'd be alright if you don't do this too. We both really love and enjoy your writing, and check everyday for new updates from you. <3 Also, considering this is a request, If you don't mind and it isn't too pressuring, could we please have updates on the Brainstorm and Chromedome/Rewind fics?

Sure! I didn’t have a plan yet for Star’s kid so that works. I’ll try to update Chromedome/Rewind, Tailgate/Cyclonus, Sunder, Brainstorm, and Metroplex if I can today

Everything Is Alright Pt 123

IDW Starscream x Reader, Soundwave x Reader, Megatron x Reader

• “If I was in charge, we’d have conquered this miserable mudball already and crushed the Autobots,” Starscream says, lip curling and you freeze. “The Constructicons already have a refinery going, mining is in full swing. But we’d be much further ahead if you hadn’t let those disgusting Insecticons just scurry away. I’ve said that those little savages need to outfitted with mode locks and tracking implants they can’t just remove themselves.” You’ve heard Star’s side of the war. That they were fighting for freedom and to overthrow a corrupt senate, but this is the first time he’s mentioned conquering your world and it leaves you cold inside. Because was that his intention all along? Whispering to you at night whole knowing he was going to destroy everything and not even caring?

• “What do you mean about conquering Earth?” You ask and Soundwave tenses as your emotions begin to build. Glares at Starscream to stop, but the Seeker is on a roll, secure in the knowledge that Megatron can’t hurt him too badly now. Not looking at you to realize you’re upset. ‘The only value in this world is the energon Shockwave seeded millennia ago,’ Starscream says. “The only value? This is my world. My home.” And you’re shrugging off Soundwave’s hand to face the Seeker, little hands balled into fists. Furious and he’s never seen you angry like this before. “What do you to do to worlds you’ve conquered?”

• Rant faltering at the edge in your voice, Starscream sees Megatron smirk and realizes he’s just made a mistake. Wings dropping, he turns back to you and forces a smile. “Nothing to worry yourself over, little one. Our home is Cybertron. Yours now, too.” And your eyes narrow, looking from him to the other two and back as your face reddens and your chin lifts. Why are you so upset? You’ll love Cybertron. You’ll be with him and your sparkling.

• “I asked what you do to the worlds you conquer,” you repeat. “What’s left after you’re done? Is anything left?” Hates that the upset edge in your voice bothers him and knows it’s the bond pulling him to you, urging him to soothe you, but Megatron has no intention of interfering. Enjoying watching the SIC struggling for words, wings flicking as he finally catches on that he’s screwed up. “I’m not going anywhere,” you say, tossing your hands up and striding away, though there’s nowhere you can really go trapped on the berth. Watches Soundwave drift after you, touching your arm and getting his hand slapped. And Starscream is glaring at him like this is all his fault.

• “Typically,” Megatron growls and you turn to glare at him, unsettled by his lazy smile. “Worlds our war spills onto don’t survive.” Breath catching, you wish he was mass displaced so you could slap him. Actually right now, you want to slap all three of them. There has to be a way to keep your idiots from razing your home to ash with their stupid war. They’re bigger and stronger than you, but they need you don’t they? You’d gotten the impression from Star that fully bonding takes ‘til death do us part to the most literal extent. Which means you’ve got leverage to get your way, even if it’s absolutely awful to even consider holding your life over their heads by threatening yourself just to try and get them to behave.. “Though, I might be convinced to spare this world. With the proper motivation.”

• And he can feel the shift in your emotions, the cold calculation. Doesn’t like it one bit, either. Scheming and manipulation isn’t your strength. Curling his arms around you and tugging you back into him when you try to shrug him off, Soundwave tries to pin down exactly what you’re thinking, but as always your mind is too chaotic for him. But he can’t help but be worried. He’d played kingmaker for Megatron, started playing the same game for you, positioning you so you’re safest, but if you’re also playing? It complicates things. Needs to fully bond you as soon as possible so he can better protect you, be able to get a better grasp on your thoughts. Except. There’s the problem of your lifespan. If it was only his life, he’d take it, claim you, but his cassettes need him. Depend on him. And so do you. For the first time he can remember, his path forward isn’t clear to him. What he wants and needs at odds with reason.

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[they-hermes]

so like im pretty sure the way prowl views chromedome is the same way or at least very similar to the way mesothulas/tarantulas views prowl.

like prowl rags on chromedome for trying to be a better person and abandon the bad things he's done in his past, in a sense of "i know the terrible things you've done why pretend to move on/pretend you're better" and on top of that prowl doesn't believe chromedome to be remorseful of these bad things because they were done under the guise of being "for the greater good". not to mention chromedome keeps coming back to do shadowplay for prowl, so prowl doesn't believe hes truly changed

this is the same thing mesothulas/tarantulas blames prowl of doing, that prowl tries to be a better person by shutting down mesos work and burning the laboratory, even though everything meso built was under prowls guise of being "for the greater good".

more parallels: both stories in mtmte and sotw have prowl and tarantulas threatening blackmail but neither pieces of information are used as blackmail (the aborted chromdome and rewind plotline and the aequitas data); to me prowl getting shadowplayed and mesothulas getting thrown into the noisemaze are the same thing because they are both actions that chromedome and prowl find immoral yet are willing to use as a way to clean their mess of previous crimes

both tumbler and mesothulas fill the role of being prowls sneaky side piece mad scientist that is willing to do immoral actions prowl doesn't want to do on his own (as a method for keeping his hands clean, something stated in sotw)

[breakdownsbuttlights]

Hello hello!! I hope everything is going well 💜 how about a fun humanformers thing? What do you headcanon their eating habits are like? Dratchet? Prowl/meso? OP? Roddy? Megs?? Etc? Like is Drift a vegetarian bc of his religion? Does Ratchet survive on caffeine and pancakes? (The pic you drew of Ratchet flipping pancakes is one I hold very dear, very peepaw I love it)

Oooooh I don't have eating headcanons for everyone, but here are a few:

Mesothulas. It's been documented elsewhere how Mesothulas has such disdain for the necessity of eating that he subsists on a soylent-like smoothie of his own invention that gives him all his nutrients without requiring a pause in his work. I've also discussed his fondness for salty treats. What I haven't mentioned is that he will, on occasion, eat actual real food, which he consumes like a snake: in vast quantities at irregular intervals. And, like a snake, he is so thin that he will actually bulge a little in the middle. Sorry for this image.

You'd think Prowl would have a similar disdain for eating, what with all his important work and the weight of the world on his shoulders, but in fact his unique and powerful brain simply cannot function without a steady infusion of calories. He eats frequently and opportunistically, has a predilection for sweet things, and falls into despondency when forced to go without. The only meal he is known to skip is breakfast, preferring to nurse a black coffee along with his latest black eye.

Chromedome, by contrast, often skips meals due to lack of appetite and, even when hungry, imposes punishing restrictions on his diet, as though he believes he doesn't deserve nourishment. This worked fine for Prowl when they were together; Prowl got to eat his fries.

Drift's prohibition against eating animals isn't necessarily religious; he just really doesn't like the idea of doing any more killing, however indirectly. And don't even try to debate the morality of veganism with him; he won't have your sophistry and might actually not quite be as done with killing as he claims to be. Of course, being an athlete as well as a vegan, Drift has a titanic appetite for carbs and requires about a kilogram of granola in order to begin his day. The pancakes Ratchet is making? Those are for Drift. (They contain raisins.)

Ratchet is actually irritatingly well-adjusted when it comes to food. He cleans his plate with gusto but can just as easily go without. He doesn't overdo it with the coffee (anymore). And thanks to Drift, he consumes vegetables out of enjoyment as well as duty. He’s a good, spontaneous, instinctive cook who loves challenges in the kitchen. His only quirk, if you can call it that, is that he can’t throw anything away. Everything must be used and he will find a way to use it. Mostly this works, but Drift will never let him forget the corn and… corn… lasagna. (Drift devoured it. It was good!!!!)

[rodi-16]

G-creation GDW-01 Transform Optimus Prime

R-27 Calidus 

MX-22M Commander Stack Metallic Version 

R-45 Mnemo and Motif

R-28 Tyrantron

Gear Factory (Aka APC Toys) GF01 GF-01 (APC010) Wander Warrior ( TFP Wheeljack)

Shock Warrior SW-01 SW01

Even more figures. My google doc still has a lot of figures for me to post about and gush over, which I mean look at them! The Megatron/D-16 figure and Optimus prime figures are so pretty and so crsip looking. That's not mentioning the Ratchet figure I mean look at him! They made him look amazing, and the Rodimus figure 🤌 there is a blue version which will be posted. Seeing as Idw Rodimus would be lonely without some of his crew wouldn't he? Hence chromedome and rewind were add (not at all for the reason they look cool and I want them, no, not at all). Finally Wheeljack. I love this figure he looks so much like he does in tfp which is amazing and I love, not mentioning Ultra Magnus. His eyes do light up, and I love how bright his color is and how he looks like his g1 counterpart. That said... the tfp wheeljack figure is amazing and I love it.

[tech-luver]

Part 1 here

Ranking (some more of) the LL crew based on who would let you take a nap on them and how comfy that nap would be (Part 2):

Perceptor: 7/10 Good shoulders to sleep on and works in (and prefers) quiet environments like his lab and the main navigation area of the ship. Prepare for loud interruptions if Brainstorm feels like continuing his one-sided competition with the bot. Although, if Perceptor doesn't feel like entertaining him, he may use you as an excuse to shoo him away. Tolerates your presence and checks on you every now and then but nothing more. Would ramble to you about maths and science if you ask, which is great white noise for falling asleep, unless you're actually interested.

Chromedome: 6/10 Hm, ok, a little skinny but you could try his big ass shoulders? It would leave you pretty exposed… maybe we just go with the cradled like a baby option here. Allows it but you better not be giving Rewind any ideas, his arms are going to get so tired otherwise. Will speak in a hushed way but won't stop other people from speaking regularly, only if they get too loud. May tap or stroke along your spine absentmindedly. He found that keeping his servos active helps when he feels that pull to perform mneumosurgery, that repetitive motion is now just something he does whenever.

Rewind: 7/10 Actually not too bad, you have a chance with his shoulders unlike the other minibots but he would probably prefer holding you so there isn't a possibility of you sliding off. Moves around the ship a lot but prefers quieter spaces. Would ask if he can record you sleeping for "the preservation of historic cultural exchange between cybertronians and humans!" It is a genuine reason of his, but he doesn't mention the fact it's also cuz he thinks you're very cute dozing on him. It's a funny/sweet thought that there may be a recording of you sleeping on a minibot that exists thousands if not millions of years after you are gone.

Nautica: 4/10 I know she's sleek but I think it's doable to rest on her shoulders, might want to keep away from those propeller wings of hers but they don't seem to move much. Not excited about it, she cares about your well-being but it would feel like she's just babysitting you which isn't fun. Also, she wants to be up and at 'em with her science gang! But if the gang is chilling then, hey, she'll allow it, why not? Once they're off again she'll gently hand you over to another willing bot with a quick, whispered "Sorry!"

Velocity: 9/10 Again, sleek but doable, especially cuz she approaches your health with such a lovely intensity. If she can help the only human on-board feel a little more welcome whilst also benefitting their health, that's a double win in her book. Tell her if you need any sleep aids, she'd love to learn about how humans sleep and how to specifically aid you! Probably feels the most guilty out of all the medics about their lack of understanding on organic medicine so you asking to nap kinda helps her with that. Will try to be quiet but she is a doctor and won't ignore other patients.

Ravage: 0/10 lol no, he has disappeared before you can even ask. First of all, there's nowhere to sleep, laying on his back isn't an option cuz he won't sacrifice his movement for some human and you can't be held by him (no, not even in his jaw, getting dragged around like a sack of potatoes is not relaxing). Second of all, there's some prejudice against organics he needs to work on and even after all that, he isn't a cuddly kitty. So go on, keep pestering him, if you're persistent enough you might earn some cool new scars!

First Aid: 7/10 He'll let it happen, not too fussed. Definitely watches you as you sleep but it's for research, he swears! Very interested in how the human sleep cycle is different and/or similar to cybertronian recharge so don't be surprised if you wake up and the glow of his giant visor is the first thing you see. He is another medic, which means another fairly loud environment of bots being put back together. First Aid is quiet by himself but any noise caused by patients or fellow doctors he's going to assume you're fine with, why would you sleep on a medic if you weren't?

Riptide: 5/10 I spent a little too long staring at this guys shoulder plating and its still a maybe on if you could stay in one place. His back fin things would be great to sit against! However, if you can only nap laying down then there would be some difficulty. He would let you up without an issue, just helping a little guy have a little recharge, but he would 100% forget you are up there. Prepare to go flying. Or maybe just tie yourself to one of his plates. Other people would have to point out that you're on his shoulder when he gets that feeling of "Wait, I'm meant to be doing something for the human…"

Skids: 8/10 Chill about it, happy to be a napping perch even if he is quite an active bot. Really curious on how humans recharge but also mindful of the fact you just want some rest so you might catch him staring and hurriedly looking away a few times. If you nap on him enough, he knows exactly when you fall asleep and when you wake up, it would be kind of freaky if he wasn't so accommodating and quick to put a blanket over you or hand you some water. Tried to crawl in the vents with you napping once, went well for a while until you almost slipped off and cracked your head open, he never tells you this happened.

Ambulon: 4/10 He really hems and haws over this when you ask, he's uncomfortable with the idea but he knows Autobots are meant to love organics or whatever, especially humans. Eventually allows it but he picks you up with the tips of his fingers (trying to ignore the weird sensation) and angles his head as far away from you as is socially acceptable. Keeps an eye on you but its less out of concern for your well-being and more so he can see if you start picking at his paint or chewing his neck cables. He treats you like a feral creature but eventually loosens up when you don't do anything but…lay there sleeping.

Ok, I see why I picked the bots I did for the first part cuz after them, people start to have very complicated shoulders. (Also, I only finished reading mtmte like two months ago but I feel I'm already writing these guys out of character wth)

[in1-nutshell]

Fearless has one fear...

SFW, Platonic, Mention of injury, slightly detailed, Mention of blood, WARNING! Pediophobia, ANGST, Human reader

MTMTE

“Why is Jenna heading to the bathroom now?!”

“She knows his in there, right?”

“Shhh!”

“Don’t shh me! I have a point!”

Thanks to careful planning, and many favors pulled, the bar was hosting Halloween Movie nights until the holiday came. Of course, this caught the attention of plenty of bots on the ship. Now whether they were actually interested in the holiday or just looking for an excuse to get snacks, they didn’t care. It was nice to have company.

Fearless and Swerve supplied the watch party with plenty of the old timey classics, even slipping in older movies with the fakest looking blood and weapons ever. Those movies somehow managed to scare some of the more ‘jaded’ bots.

Tonight, it was a small group of bots who joined in, even Megatron had made an appearance. Fearless had to pull the ‘puppy dog eyes’ for a full minute to get Megatron to finally join.

They were sitting in the center of his servos, eating a bucket filled with popcorn and a fuzzy blanket wrapped around their shoulders. A gift from Rodimus after their last planetary trip to Earth.

“Is any of this scaring you?”

Fearless looked up at their father figures red optics. They lessen their grip on the blanket. The human had felt him flinch a bit at some of the cheap jump scares a couple of minutes ago. How knew the Ex-warlord hated fake guts that were clearly made of spaghetti.

“Psh, it takes a bit more than a low budget serial killer movie to scare me, Meg’s.”

The helpless woman on screen screamed as she tripped over nothing.

Several bots groaned at this. Some of frustration and others of anxiousness.

“You think her balance is off? Maybe that’s why she keeps falling.” First Aid mused as his vizor was glued to the screen.

Swerve laughed.

“Nah. That’s usually how a lot of humans in these films are.”

Tailgate poked his helm from Cyclonus hug. The larger purple mech had the minibot in his lap with his arms secured around him as he trembled.

“Do all human’s do this when they’re afraid?”

Fearless looked over at the shaking minibot. He wasn’t used to scary movies yet like the others.

“Yeah, some humans do kinda act on instinct when they are really scared. Logic goes out the window when we get into some scary situations. We’re more concern on staying alive and getting the Pits away from the danger.”

Fearless saw Whirl winking at them, at least an attempt with his only optic. He was sitting next to Cyclonus and Tailgate, his claw buried in a bucket of energon goodies as were most of the other bots in the room.

“Not all humans apparently, since you’ve been on this ship, not ONCE have we seen you pull that.” Whirl gestured the woman once again tripping over thin air.

Fearless just smirked in response.

“I like to think that some of my braincells stick with me Whirl.”

Rewind looked over at the seemingly relaxed human in the Ex-warlord’s servos. He was seated next to Chromedome on a nearby table nursing a small cube of engex.

“Aren’t you afraid of anything? Surely there’s something?”

Fearless huffed in response, readjusting themselves in Megatron’s servo.

“Of course I get scared Rewind, its only natural.”

“I do not recall seeing you being that afraid since you have been on this ship.” Cyclonus said as he readjusted his hold on Tailgate, making a motion to the movie.

Fearless looked over at the minibot still quite anxious for the movie to be over. They felt a pang of guilt for dragging him and Cyclonus to the watch party. Tailgate deserved better…

… maybe telling wouldn’t be too bad…

“Dolls. Hate—”

Brainstorm screeching cut them off. The scientist jumped up, knocking his bucket on an unsuspecting Pipes and Riptide who were sitting nearby.

“OH, SWEET PRIMUS! HE FOUND HER! RUN JENNA! RUN LIKE YOUR LIFE DEPENDS ON IT!”

Suddenly everyone’s focus was back on the screen, yelling and trying to warn the woman to run for her life.

Fearless let out a sigh of relief.

There was no way anyone was going to remember that.

They looked up at Megatron who was watching the screen like everyone else. His digits slightly curled seeing the human in distress. Fearless just patted his digits a bit before going back to watching the movie.

Halloween came sooner than they expected. Fearless was finishing their rounds while thinking about what the memo Swerve had sent them.

The bar was going to be having a small celebration for Halloween after hours. It would have been the bar’s theme, but Magnus deemed some of the décor to be a ‘safety hazard’ and wanted to review all the movies beforehand. There wouldn’t be anything he could do after hours after Rodimus gave him a seal of approval.

All they had to do was wait another 2 hours before the party would start.

“Hey Fearless!”

A group of drunk mechs stood in front of them.

“Yes? You need something?”

Some of the bots giggled drunkenly while their ‘leader’ shushed them.

“Th-there’s a special package for you in here.”

The bot pointed to the ‘small’ broom closet.

They raised an eyebrow at them.

“This isn’t some sort of prank, right?”

The mech’s giggled.

“Nope!” Popping the ‘p’.

Fearless sighed tiredly. They really wanted to head to the bar, but by the looks of these mech’s they weren’t going to let them through without looking in that closet.

“Fine.”

They would regret going in.

As soon as they were inside, the mech’s had closed and locked the door.

“Lets see how fearless you really are!”

Fearless yelled and banged on the door to let them out. All they could hear was laughing and retreating pedesteps.

Great.

All they had to do was try and reach the number pad a few feet above them, or radio Meg’s if things got a bit too frustrated. They were going to need to talk to Rodimus or Magnus about installing more human friendly—

CCCRRRREEEEEAAAAKKKKKK!

“Hello Friend!”

They froze in place.

Someone was in there with them.

Fearless silently cursed themselves for leaving their blaster with Brainstorm for repairs. They took out their phone flashlight and tried to look for the thing.

“You’re my best friend!”

The voice cracked a bit at the end. It sent a shiver down Fearless spine.

Creepy.

Another creak sounded just as they shown their light on them.

They dropped the phone.

Their heart suddenly started pounding hard, their breathing was harsh and shallow, a scream was lodged in their throat and their hands started trembling.

But the worse part was that they felt like they couldn’t move.

Illuminated by the little light in the room stood several life-sized porcelain dolls with their arms reached out.

“Let’s be friends forever!”

Fearless turned to the locked door and started pounding on it like their life depended on it.

“SOMEONE GET ME OUT! SOMEONE HELP! WHIRL! RODIMUS! MEGATRON! DAD! DAD HELP!”

The shadows only seemed to loom over them. It looked like they were moving closer.

Panicking, the human started beating and clawing at the door for any way of escape as tears started falling.

“PLEASE! SOMEONE HELP! ANYONE! HELP! PLEASE!”

There was a sudden and violent lurch from the ship, sending Fearless to the ground and the dolls flying straight at them.

Fearless screamed bloody murder as they came crashing down, the porcelain cutting into their face as they continued to scream and claw their bloodied hands at the door. They heard several cracks, but they didn’t care. They just needed to get out.

“MEGATRON! DAD! DAD HELP ME! DAD!”

They could only see the broken faces and limbs start crawling and grabbing their body.

They were going to die here.

“DAD!”

The door was suddenly opened and Fearless took off running.

They didn’t see the bots around the room, they didn’t seem to care that they nearly got stepped on and ran over.

The human yelped as they were suddenly scooped up.

Everything was too bright, too blurry, too fast.

They could hear voices but couldn’t make out who was who.

Something poked their side and they let out a sharp scream, curling up into a fetal position, cramming their bloodied (and probably broken) hands in their head.

Their head felt light and heavy. Everything was hurting and felt as if it were on fire. They were wet, though if by the blood or tears they didn’t know, maybe both.

The human felt a gentle breeze pass through before falling  into the darkness that had been edging their vision.

…

Fearless woke up and first noticed the familiar smell of the med bay. They slowly opened their eyes as everything started coming into focus. They were in fact in the medbay. Looking down, or as down as they could, laid their bandaged body. Most of their arms and hands were wrapped up. Their right leg had a cast, and they now noticed that part of their head was wrapped up too.

They turned to one side and saw someone staring at them.

“Fearless?”

“D-da- dad?”

Megatron’s spark broke as Fearless started to cry out in relief.

He gently strokes the side of their head that wasn’t bandaged.

“Shhh… I’m here… I’m here…”

Fearless continued to sob into Megatron’s digits, wincing a bit as they managed to try and cling to him.

He was here. Here with them.

“I… I…”

The words died before they could come out. How were they going to explain this? Who knows how many bots had heard or even seen them. The sounds of incoming pedesteps made them look up to see Ratchet. The older bot gave them a warm smile. It was one of those smiles that made you feel like everything was going to be okay.

“Here.”

The doctor passed Megatron some water for them to drink. Fearless’s throat never felt so dry until the liquid started trickling down their throat.

“Your vocal cords are raw right now. Best not to talk until they heal a bit more.”

They opened their mouth to speak put Ratchet held out his servo and gave them a bit of a stern look. Megatron mirrored it.

“You can get back to talking when they are better Fearless. There is no rush right now.”

Fearless squinted their eyes at Megatron before huffing out a puff of air as they slowly slumped back into the bed.

“The events that happened… we saw the footage from the security cameras and a bit of an investigation on what was inside the room.”

The bots could see the injured human tense up at hearing about the room.

Megatron cleared his throat.

“All of the… remnants in the room have been cleaned and incinerated. The bots have been taken into the brig and are now being talked to by Ultra Magnus, but I think it is safe to say that they will not be going anywhere near you anymore.”

The human slightly relaxed after hearing that. They leaned a bit on his digits sighing.

They didn’t need to know the beating they took when Whirl and some of the other crew found out.

The three of them jumped hearing a loud BANG!

“I know their awake First Aid! Let me in!”

“Ratchet is checking up on them Whirl, just be patient—”

“Do you know who you’re talking to right? I will not—HEY! Hornhead put me down!”

Megatron heard a strain chuckle come from Fearless as they tried to crane their head to the door.

Ratchet sighed tiredly.

“You have some visitors. I’ll get them updated on your condition before they plow through my staff.”

Megatron and Fearless tense a bit as Ratchet walked to the door grabbing several wrenches in his servos. The unmistakable ‘CLUNK!’ and ‘OW!’ sounds were heard.

The Ex-warlord looked down and smiled softly at his child.

There was no need to tell them how his spark stopped when he saw them tumbling out of the room after Tailgate had ripped the door off its hinged.

There was no need to tell how he shouted at everyone to stop moving so they couldn’t get trampled.

There was no need to tell how fast he retracted his servo from them when they screamed and went limp in Ratchet’s servos.

There was no need to tell them how he barreled down the hall when he heard their blood curling screams.

There was no need.

Not, now at least.

Whirl, disappearing the moment he finds out who put his Amica in the medbay.

[dervampireprince]

ASMR | Transformers - Cyclonus x Listener SFW Wanting To Co-Work With Cyclonus

[M4A] [Human! Listener (listener is a human liaison officer sent from Earth, stationed on the Lost Light ship)] [You've briefly met before but this if your first time spending alone time with him] [Co-working] [Mentions of Cyclonus/Tailgate] [Implied that Cyclonus and Tailgate are becoming attracted to you]

I did Tailgate so it's only right that I do his eventual partner. Their whole arc and story means so much to me, Cyclonus going from hating Tailgate and seeing him as annoying, to softening and helping him, to eventually confessing his love for him like the bot who doesn't like talking about emotions is the first to say "I love you" :<. I would so recommend the 'More Than Meets The Eye' and it's sequel 'Lost Light' comics, and there's some video essays on Youtube that go over their relationship for anyone who wants to catch up or know what's going on. If anyone does end up looking up Transformers comics and characters because of my audios, you'll have made one vampire very happy. The movies and the cartoons get the most attention, but there's been some beautiful moments in the comics (the 2005-2018 IDW continity) that I still get so emotional about : Cyclonus offering to teach Tailgate an old song to help calm him down, Soundwave offering help to Cosmos and comforting him when he's afraid and alone, Nautica's platonic love for her friends and how deep it runs and what is basically her desire to have a queer-platonic poly relationship, the trans representation with Anode and Lug and Arcee, Grimlock and Misfire, Chromedome and Rewind, Megatron returning to the Lost Light and the development of his and Rodimus' relationship up until the very end, Starscream and Bumblebee's ghost, Blurr trying to get everyone out of Cybertron, Starscreams true form, I could go on and on for ages. I love Transformers a lot, these comics and characters are potentially a special interest given how they make me feel when I talk about them, but I cannot ramble here. Check out the comics if you want, and there's video essays out there explaining them if anything gets confusing.

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