Howdy! I was wondering if you could write a short story about a reader coming out as ace to Kup (G1), it would mean a lot to me.
Hello hello anon! :D
I'm admittedly a tad busy at the moment, and I'm just now realizing I've forgotten to actually say my inbox is closed at the moment for requests, so that's my bad ^^''
However this is such a sweet request! And so I feel compelled to write! Here goes~ <D
(sorry for typos or if I wrote Kup's character wrong, or if this is generally weirdly written....I'm a bit sleepy & I'm not the most familiar with his character so it was a little hard for me to get him right, either way I tried >//<)
All that said though, I really do hope you like it!
Also if it's ok, I took the liberty to make Kup the guardian of the reader in this story, just because why not, kind grandpa vibes, ya know?
Enjoy! Hopefully..... ^w^
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[setting this with Rodimus being Hot Rod. Because....reasons....lmao]
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"And then there was the time back on the fifth moon near Jupiter--or was it Saturn...or--no, it was..."
Definitive speech trailed off into mumblings as Kup narrowed his eyes in thought. The dinobots shifted around impatiently, wanting to hear the rest. You and they had heard this story many times before.
"Tell us story!!" Grimlock called, tapping his tail to the ground as he spoke. The other dinobots made noises of agreement.
Kup seemed equally as impatient as they were, looking to be caught between pretending he recalled the moon or really trying to remember it.
Or at least, that much you knew. Because you'd known the old bot for a while. Kup was your guardian after all.
As he'd told this story to you even more times than any other, he'd found you in some wreckage from one of the Autobots' many earth battles, and immediately felt struck with responsibility to take you in. You then became another member of the team, traveling to places in the universe you'd never dreamed would have even existed--at least, going by your schoolbooks.
He kept your company always, almost like a grandpa and an older brother at the same time. Everyone had been kind to you in your years spent cruising space--bots and humans.
Here was honestly....a good place.
You shifted yourself to a cross-legged position and smiled up at the old bot, because you didn't mind to wait for his decision. He caught your eye and a twinkle sparked through his own optics.
"Ah, yes, the fifth moon of Jupiter! I had it right the first time," he said finally, a triumphant fist smack to punctuate his statement.
You bit your tongue as your smile turned to a smirk.
We're going with pretending to recall. Nice one, Kup.
And the minutes passed. You heard the tale of this old bot evading a hoard of little monsters with wings and teeth for what seemed like the hundredth time, and so did the dinobots. And everyone was happy.
Kup always told his stories, often slightly differently each time. But it was no matter. Everyone loved to hear him talk!
"Oh, Primes Almighty, Kup, not this one again," a mumble purposefully loud enough for everyone to hear cut through the closing remarks about bravery and "acting first" Kup was making.
Ok, maybe not everyone.
Eyes turned to see Hot Rod standing in the doorway to the lounge, arms folded. Kup broke off and folded his own arms. The younger mech seemed to be feeling confident, and decided to push a little.
"Don't you have other stories to tell? Ones that you remember, anyway?"
You made a face.
That was rude, Hot Rod.
But Kup had one better for the young bot.
"Don't you have a maintenance appointment to be getting to? The one you're..." he looked at the clock on the wall, "...25 minutes late to about now?"
You made a face as Hot Rod's optics opened wide.
The only one in that room who knew if that was even true or not was Kup, and you decided this was the best time to speak up and play along.
"Yea, remember what happened last time you skipped out?" You called up at him, standing up and placing your hands on your hips.
And that must have been enough for the young bot to make a frustrated noise, turn on his heel, and then go sprinting down the hall in the direction of the medical room.
You and Kup exchanged glances.
"Young bots these days, by Primus," Kup sighed. "They're just so rude! But gullible as hell."
And messing with them is fun.
"Well, that's all for me," the old veteran said, standing up and deciding to leave the room himself. You followed him, leaving the dinobots to themselves. No doubt they'd be fighting in another few minutes, anyway.
Small humans in a room full of flying tails and mechs wasn't the greatest idea.
Besides, there was...something you'd been wanting to talk about for a bit with your guardian.
You were nervous, even though previous serious talks with Kup had told you the same thing over and over--he would support your no matter what happened. It was 'his soldierly duty' he said firmly, but you would just smile, knowing it wasn't as formal a duty, and closer to something like...family, if that was the right word...
"Hey."
You jolted at the sound of his voice suddenly in the silence of the hall.
"Hey," you said back, just as casually.
Your pace quickened to walk beside him rather than behind. Casting a look upwards, you saw a knowing look in his eyes. And then he spoke again.
"You seem to have something on your mind."
You were quiet, looking away. Your heart started to pound. This would be the first time you ever tried to tell anyone--on this ship or in general.
"You wanna talk about it or...?"
You both stopped. Kup turned and bent down carefully. Light gear creaks sounded as he pulled himself into a cross-legged position.
He knew you liked to sit like that, so he'd often do it when you had conversations with him. You dropped to the floor and did the same. Silence pulled the moments by until you broke it with a small sigh.
"Yes. I do. But...it's...well, how do I exactly tell you this? I've...never really...um, talked about it."
Kup laughed lightly. "I think the only way to say it is to--well, say it! So just come out with it, kid! You know I'll go nuts from the suspense! And..." his tone leveled a little with calm, firm kindness. "You know I'm always here to listen. You've got no judgement with whatever you say to me."
Again, you couldn't help but smile.
Kup was a cranky old bot who was always talking, relying on what he knew from the past to help him in his present moments. You knew the things the others would say about him. But you could see beyond that.
To you, he was a friend. And...friends listen. They care.
Deep breath, it's just Kup.
"Alright."
"Alright," Kup echoed, staring at you in a way that indicated his full attention. "Let's hear it."
"Um. Well. I'm....Ace."
Kup nodded slowly, solemnly. Then he leaned back hummed.
You took this as a silent cue that he had no idea what that meant. You reminded yourself how old this bot was, and how little time he'd spent on earth.
"It's....well, it means I've got little to no sexual attraction to others...but it doesn't mean I can't have emotionally intimate relationships. In fact, I want those very much, but it's not....about the sex for me..." You trailed off, wondering if he understood what that meant.
"So...you're Ace." He said thoughtfully.
"Yes."
"Well."
"Well."
"Kid, that's two things I learned today!" Kup said earnestly at last, a sparkle in his optics. He gave you a light headpat. "I've learned a new word, and I've learned more about who you are."
"I...." You felt your heartrate begin to calm down. "So...so you're ok with it?"
Kup looked surprised.
"Why wouldn't I be? I'm your guardian, I care about your well-being and that means you. Of course I'm ok with it! From what I gather, being Ace is a part of your identity. In fact, I almost wish I'd known sooner! But of course, some things take time to say."
He smiled at you.
"You're a soft-spoken kid, you don't waste your words, and I respect that. I'm glad you took your time, and I'm glad you trusted me with this. You know I'm always here for you if you wanna talk. Doesn't matter what about. That's a promise--and you know Ol' Kup doesn't break his promises!" He gave a proud laugh as he spoke.
You were so happy--so relieved--you felt as if you could cry.
But then again, that wasn't much your MO. You were what you thought to be a tougher person, and instead you stood up and took a few steps closer to the older bot. He held out his hand again and you gently hugged one of his large, silver metal digits.
"Aw gee, kid," he said more quietly.
He wanted to say more, but his well-honed wisdom and prudence told him that this was a moment for reverent silence. Words didn't need to be spoken right now. And both of you were fine with that.
Then, after a few more minutes, you both decided to head to the medical room to see what Hot Rod had gotten up to--perhaps to mess with him some more if he really did still think he had an appointment.
"So...are all humans 'Ace'?"
You laughed a little. "No! Some of us are, but there are many different sexualities people can have, as well as genders..."
"My!" He uttered, sounding amazed. "I had no idea. But you know, I think that's neat. I think we've even got something like that on Cybertron, but I guess there isn't really a name for it."
"You do?"
"Yep! We just...are who we are and love who we love. And that's fine and dandy, as long as we can be true to ourselves."
You thought about that for a bit, turning the concept over in your thoughts. It was poetic--and you liked it.
"But now I'm curious about you humans. I want to learn more about all this...you know a place where I can do that?"
You stared up at him for a few beats before sighing with feigned exasperation.
"For starters, you can ask me....or....there's always that computer in the main control room. It's got no password or anything, and access to all the information in the universe...or most of it, at least..."
"Yes, I know, but in my day, we didn't have those newfangled search machines this ship is covered in!"
Oh, here we go.
"Really?" You echoed, knowing he wasn't really waiting for that question.
"Really!" He affirmed, folding his arms. Turning a corner, he began his tales once again, and you quietly and interestedly listened.
After all, friends listen--they care about what the other has to say to them. And you liked what Kup had to say.
"In fact, we used these--these old models that were taller than the ceiling in that room, and with buttons that were large and clunky, like...."
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hhsdhjsdjn ok off to sleep I go, sorry again for typos or weird phrasing, I'm so tired rn & I have to wake up in four hours for a long day of classes 😔💫 but anyway, I hope again you liked it! And thanks for reading <3
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