#cogless

[tronmike82]

Since Sentinel made it so that a ton of bots had their t-cogs taken out before they came online, that means that he would have had a massive amount of spare cogs lying around.

What did he do with them?

My brother thinks he gave them to the Quintessons, but what use would they have for a bunch of t-cogs?

I figure he squeezed out what little energon they may have had, and then incinerated them.

[pluralsword]

we want to talk about how this generic miner in Transformers One is clearly a homage to the trans lesbian geologist (heh) adventurer Lug from IDW & the Transformers TTRPG. No direct confirmation as of yet but between this and Arcee having her cheek guard armor among many other things in the film that draw on the comics we definitely think that at least an animator drew inspiration from her.

Her chest is very distinctive from most miners in One, she has light blue indents, just like Lug, whereas most miners have a solid single chest color before getting cogs. Another distinctive unique to Lug feature is the gray blocky shoulders with red indents near the torso. The color layout is largely similar in other more common respects. Gray forearms and ankles, at least in part red upper arms, mostly red helm (the shape in the case of the One generic is in common with Not Chromia ie the generic with the Chromia color palette who isn't Chromia the racer). Of particular note is the ridged curve of her waist

[soapbbox]

In regards to the cog-less megs comic: im sure op would be sooo normal and well adjusted if he found out abt that happening/saw him without his cog

I was actually working on another (angst) version of this but you get the funny haha version first :3 Bee and Elita are giving Optimus a 10 minute window before they intervene (they’ve seen OP moping around and are hoping this will help him get some it out of his system. They’ll have to step in at some point or else he probably won’t let go).

Why he’s small here and here

[magiertama]

TFOne Dratchet AU but Ratchet is very tired of Orion's shenanigans and Dee is there to make sure his BF has both arms again.

And before anyone is worried that the good Doctor is left alone, Drift had his Ratchet-is-getting-lonely senses tingling, so he arrives to save the day.

[hira492]

HE´S SO CUTE AND I JUST WANT TO HUG HIM ALRIGHT

[yuukirita]

Bee got them big shoes. Cliff got big forearms. They're like... Big pants n big jacket siblings... oh that'd be a cool detail for the human au...

No YuukiRita, you can't work on another au- you mustn't! (unless people tell me they want it...)

[energ00n]

I was practicing and then I- then I-

[soda-sparkss]

subway

[random-cockroach]

This is Cog, now he is my fav from the War for Cybertron trilogy so far because he is a portable shoulder turret. He can be sneaked in "no weapon" buildings, who will expect him to turn into turret and sit like a parrot on someone's shoulders? He is better than Megatron, either gun or tank version, because he is faster and just better, look at him being so cute and intimidating on shoulders

[irlizuru]

ive missed theem annoying each other

[lets-try-some-writing]

"Starscream and his spark-split siblings were supposed to be made into speakers directly following their forging. However, due to mismanagement, they were late to arrive at their respective positions. The Starscream we know took to his position as Speaker for Vos... very poorly." - Rewind, Sanctioned Recorder

Lore below the cut.

City Speakers are always chosen from amongst a very rare selection of Cybertronians. Due to a desire to keep the Titans from becoming political tools, Speakers are required to be spark split twins or triplets. The long standing belief is that if the Speakers are spark split, they will be less likely to turn their Titans into political weapons or scheme against each other. It has worked well enough, and so the tradition has held.

Before they inherited their names and T-cogs, Starscream and his brothers were miners. Due to an influx of newbuilds coming out looking quite similar, no one suspected the triplets to be spark split. And so, no one was ever informed that there were new Speakers ready to be taken and trained. For centuries, the triplets were simple workers and close as could be. That only changed after a chance encounter with a high ranking cogged bot gave them away.

They were promptly taken by the Speakers of that era, separated, and trained to serve and speak on the behalf of their particular Titan. Starscream got the short end of the stick in being given to Vos. Due to his Titan being one of Cybertron's best kept secrets, Starscream had to be both the Winglord and the Speaker at the same time without revealing the latter position. Normally, these roles would align well. But Vos has been flying for millennia, and the ancient Titan is in constant pain due to the overpopulation of his frame. Titans cannot fully comprehend pain, and thus, more often than not, Speakers for Vos can constantly hear him screaming.

It is maddening, and the only reason Starscream hasn't gone mad is due to the time he spent in the mines hardening him mentally. With that said, his predecessor was not a kind teacher (being half mad himself). Starscream carries scars to this very day.

[magiertama]

*Jazz voice*: "Guys, I think Drift has a crush on our Doctor."

[felisgalactus]

I was learning to draw her and I thought her face looked like that one picture of a kitten with its face dunked in milk

[numberonetribble]

hey guys?

Cogged Prowl in TF One

[hercarisntyours]

every florida man article is about him

[what-if-i-like-my-mechs-older]

(It's that time of the month for Starscream I'm not making a period romantic there will be blood and gas and actual relatable shit.

Tf One universe where Starscream and the highguard aren't on the surface but living unaware of Sentinels lie and cogless miners exist. Ship: StarPax comfort one shot.)

Two months, it had taken two months to get the superiors of Orions work station, to let him have two days away from the mines, Starscream had been dating the cogless miner for far longer than that but he'd wanted to take him home , pamper and dote on him there, and now as he laid curled on his bathroom floor he cursed how unreliable bodily functions were.

It wasn't due for three more days, he should have been in the clear....but...then again...who else but Orion could jump start it , it was a scientific fact that gestation cycles could be started through overloads especially when close to it.

He winced as he felt another surge of pain twist and turn, any mess that spilt from him could easily be cleaned up, he didn't care where it went, any position to lay in so it felt less painful.

He felt warm and in the moments of reprieve he could let his breathing ease.

Out in the bedroom Orion stirred, unable to feel the warmth of his lover, he groaned , huffing , where was his Starlight? Pouting he sat up, letting his processor come online, taking in the soft lighting of the room from all of Iacons neon sights and city buildings, there was how ever another glow beside him, faint and dull...and a pool of....was that, blood?

To Orion it would seem large, he was far smaller than the seeker and noted that he must have turned in it at some point as he saw trace amounts on his thigh.

It took him 0.00001 seconds to suddenly start panicking , was he hurt??? Did he hurt him self, did he hurt him during their interface???

"Starscream, where are you!?"

He practically fell off the bed slipping on the liquid, but he didn't care about that, he followed the pained sound of his Starlight answering him

Telling him not to be so loud.

Orion peeked in and saw Starscream curled up on the floor, more of the fluid pooled on the floor by....oh so that was what that was.

Still he didn't care , he turned the lights down low and moved in closer.

Starscream whined, feeling like an animal who'd been kicked down, he didn't want Orion to see him like this, his last partner didn't have pains or problems like this, they'd been so cruel and called him disgusting for making even the slightest mess, after that relationship he'd planned everything so carefully that Orion would never see him in this state, he didn't want the most wonderful and ridiculous mech at time to see him like this.

Orion watched as the seekers wings trembled, all he could think about how much pain he was in, he could feel it radiating from his field, walking up to him he rested a hand between his wings.

"I'll keep my voice soft I promise..."

His hand slowly stroked between them

"Can I remove your pelvic armor, I know the weight of it can add more stress to your wiring."

Star only nodded, this was foreign to him, no one had ever taken care of him during his cycle, he'd had to crawl or hobble around his home for medication, heating pads and whatever else he would need and here was this little mech, his voice only holding comfort and warmth for him...he'd probably cry about it later, but he couldn't cry, not now....not now he had to remain as calm as he could because that would only tense up his body more.

Orion searched the armour for every tiny clip and joint, it took a moment but soon the hip pieces and front and back were removed , he'd seen enough blood in the mines, this was no different no matter where it came from and all he could worry about was Starscream and making sure he'd feel better.

"Does that feel a little better sweetspark?"

The seeker made a small sound he wasn't sure if it meant yes or no, he focused on the biolights along his lower back, they should usually pulse subtly to a spark beat. Right now they were flickering, flashing then flickering again.

Star moved a leg trying to find another position as another cramp twisted through him.

Orion hated hearing him cry, not because he was angry at him for doing so, he hated that he was in pain, that such a natural bodily function that they were designed with had to be so cruel and debilitating.

Reaching forward he pressed his fingers carefully against the biolights and rubbed in large circles , again size difference here was blatantly obvious.

"You're not...you don't find..."

Starscream was having trouble getting the words out , what if Orion said yes, the massage was helping though...he seemed to know what he was doing...

"Not your first time helping someone out is it?"

He managed to say , his breathing still obviously laced with pain.

"Down in the mines, the only time they care is if you can't work, if a medical visit gets you back to work you can go to the doctors, or you get replaced...all we got is each other down there...do you need more pressure....right here?"

He answered him earnestly while rubbing down into the lower dip of Starscream’s back , the seeker audibly let out a sigh of relief, though however when his systems relaxed he felt his internals churn. His faced darkened as he knew what was going to happen and there was no stopping it.

His body dispelled gas that only sounded twice as loud to him because of how embarrassed he felt making his body tense up more.

Orion continued massaging him with out second thought and only chuckled

"Yeah I do that to during mine, Dee doesn't know what to say but he makes some joke like 'if you were a Prime I'd call you Tootimus Prime' , something like that, it's kinda funny, sometimes a little laugh helps, but I know it doesn't help everyone. "

Star did however manage a breathless giggle

"Tootimus...with your size they probably do sound like that...actually...now I think about it you've never once dispelled gas."

It was Orions turn to blush even if he was smiling

"I dunno I kept holding them in around you, you're such a classy mech I know I'm a miner how the world sees me, don't really care what they think of me but, I guess I didn't wanna accidentally embarrass you...or make you wish for something better."

Star listened , the sound of his voice was relaxing him, it eased his pain, how calm he talked how never mentioned the flow that was still going and slowly pooling on the floor.

So they'd both had their worries about each other , it was good they were communicating even if it was in such a moment as this.

"You don't embarrass me, Orion you make me happy...seeing you makes me happy, that smile you have when you see me, it's like you light up the whole of Iacon...and I don't know what to do with that...but I never want to lose it either...ridiculous bot thinking a ....a what was that slang term you use?"

"Fart."

Orion was trying not to cry, so Star had noticed that was the joy he brought him, he wasn't supposed to be the one getting teary here, he was supposed to be looking after him!

This all over gas...well...regulation of the hormonal cycle could do this he figured.

"Yes that, ridiculous bot thinking I'd be ashamed of you over a fart."

He actually found himself laughing a little more, he was still in pain, but with Orion here talking to him, knowing Orion wanted nothing but to look after and ease him...it made it just a little more tolerable and he was right removing the pelvic armor had helped...he'd usually had to handle this by himself, never discussed it with anyone else either, his sire had been one of those, it happens and we don't talk about it to others type mechs.

Old fashioned in other words.

His stomach (because right now I can't remember the transformers term for that) however did a turn as his body decided now would be a good time to contract hard enough that whatever he'd eaten earlier was not going to stay where it was and scrambled for the waste disposal unit, hands clutching at the sides, oh this was a bad one and Orion was here witnessing him at one of his most physically...and emotionally at this time vulnerable moments.

Throughout the retching a sob escaped him, it did ease the pain, but there was still that touch of fear Orion would be disgusted just like his last partner who'd sneered at him and just walked out.

Again though, there was a hand on his back rubbing between his wings.

"I'm not going anywhere Starlight, what ever you need to do or need me to help you with, I'm right here, promise I've seen it all , you're in pain I'd even defy my supervisor before leaving you like this."

Star kept his head down for a minute, waiting for his insides to calm.

The gas had gone at least...and while he ached less the pain was still there and dull.

Orion left his side a moment, and that had him raising his head in a momentary panic, but soon relaxed as he saw him reaching for a cloth, however...it did not go unnoticed that Orion...had a large smear of ...

He closed his optics and took a deep breath , pulling the chain to the waste disposal, the coolant water inside swirled and recycled with fresh coolant.

"You...my....it's on you."

Orion looked down at himself and shrugged.

"And? Honestly when I saw it on the berth I was terrified you were hurt, but knowing it's just this....well not just this, I...mean, I'm just happy that you weren't injured though with the way these cycles feel it does feel like you're put through the ringer that's for damn sure."

He was going to Sparkbond with Orion Pax, this was going to be his husband one day he swore to Primus, maybe it was the high emotions , or the feeling of being cared for that made him feel that way , but right now, he meant it he thought to himself as the miner came and wiped his mouth for him.

"Now, Starlight, I don't know how to run your bath to the way you like it but a oil bath is exactly what you need."

The seeker pouted at him

"Because I'm dirty?"

"No..."

He tip toed and kissed his forehead

"Because it'll ease your valve and back wires , I figure the same as a heating pad , only all over."

Star reached out and cuddled him, his face buried into the crook of his shoulder

"I love you, Orion Pax."

Orion kissed the side of Screamers helm affectionately and cuddled him back.

"Hey now, I'll always do my best to have your back, you got that."

He felt the seeker nodding and smiled

"Love you to Starscream...now where do you keep your pain medication, I'll get you a light snack and something to drink while you run a bath, that way I can find out what temperature you like it and I can run your bath next time."

"Next time?"

"What you think I totally wouldn't sneak out to look after you, don't be ridiculous got like seventy bots down there who owe me one, not that I ask them to, they just want to."

Star looked him over and just smiled, he understood why they did, it was hard not wanting to thank a mech like him for helping you out.

He told him where the medication was and managed to start his bath, oh everything still hurt, but knowing Orion was there, that he didn't judge anything that needed to be done to cope, that he wasn't alone...so long as leveled his breathing it was....just about manageable.

He'd been found early enough before it'd reached screaming in pain, those times were the worst, especially when nothing stayed in your body, but...he didn't worry about that right now.

Orion returned a few minutes later just as Star was sinking into the bath and sighing. His little Pax had been right, this was good, it would still take time for his body to calm, his knees were parted as he let the oil slowly ease the tension.

He watched as his lover pass up the glass and medication which he took and the two simple energon biscuits.

"Hey Star?"

"Yes my little future Conjunx?"

Both of them went still, shit he'd said that outloud, he felt a sharp pain as he momentarily panicked only to see Orion smiling that same smile that adored.

"Don't worry about any of the mess, I'll clean it up, you'll come back to fresh berth, just please tell me if there's anything you need."

He rocked on his feet a moment still smiling, still keeping his voice calm.

"Also I'd love to Conjunxed with you."

He practically skipped off and found what he'd need to clean up everything in the berth and then came in to clean the floor.

While Star didn't talk much, he'd asked Orion to tell him about his friends, just stories down in the mines, the sound of his voice soothing, even as he used the corner shower for himself finally.

Star couldn't help but feel his affection for him had grown substantially in this one night, to know he could be doubled over and pulled down by pain like that and Orion had only cared for him, given him comfort.

Love right now wasn't even good enough a word , it was humble in comparison to what he felt for him while he watched him shower and dry off.

Half expecting him to go to bed.

Orion climbed up on the bathroom chair and smiled.

"Don't rush okay, I want you to stay there for as long as you need to."

"Oh and what if I stay here til morning?"

It was a half tease but his answer just made him love him all the more.

"Then let the morning come, I will still be here."