#megatron is completely in denial

[the-ratt-king]

Here's a little logical proposal comic I've had mostly finished for ages now, megatron is was so silly in this story.

Bonus spoilers for chap 34

I joke but I hope you know this moment haunts me... @vivificanousprime

[minzart]

I think Optimus deserves to be the little shit once in a while

You know the comedy of fics were starscream is the one thinking "to anoy Megatron I, starscream, will seduce the leader of the autobots, his ex, gaining the upper hand in both factions and finaly controling the decepticons!"

Uno reverse it

Optimus Prime is going to take one long look at the decepticons talking amongst each other and goes "what if... instead of attacking them physically, I attack mentally" and his brilliant idea is to ignore Megatron completely(noticed by the first second he does this) and focus on Starscream(taking up to 3 battles to a whole month to go noticed)

And Starscream is so confused, absolutely at loss, bc he isn't just fighting, oh no, If pressed for an answer mid battle Optimus has another great idea, let him be mischievous once in a while, it's good for the spark, "You have been practicing Starscream, it has come to my attention and now you apear to be the most treatening of the decepticons, my role is to stall the one who has that tittle.... and besides, it's nice to have a better view in battle for a change ;) " and staracream just freezes "whatdoyoufraggingmean"

He is an opportunistic at heart, he'll come around to try and take control of the situation, attack when helped, try to follow the bot, but it's too late bc who started this was Optimus and he is having a bit too much fun seeing Megatron pop a valve and Stars reaction may be the most genuine he has ever seen the seeker emote outside of fear and hate

Of course from a comedy bit it becomes real and now Optimus has to deal with it, Starscream is still in denial-land but having the time of his life with Megatron not admitting, but clearly showing sighs that this little thing they have going on is affecting him personally

And then the reveal comes and Star goes "WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST TOLD ME IT WAS TO ANOYING THAT FRAGGING BUCKET IT WOULD HAVE BEEN EASIER, I WOULD HAVE PLAYED ALONG IMEDIATLY DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT WAS TO GET UNDER HIS SKIN THOSE DAYS???" and now that he has 1) confirmations feels and 2) a free ticket to anoy Megatron, he will absolutely double down

Optimus might have started this as smooth and subtle, Starscream is going to go PUBICALY BABY, He will flirt in every single language he knows, he will openly look at that ass mid battle, and if ending it peacefully enough snatches a kiss, to the pit if Megatron loses his mind and beats him, that's nothing new, at least now he can shove up his ass that he is fragging(not yet but he is already planing and it's not like the warlord knows what goes on really between the two) Optimus motherfucking prime

[certifiedcybersimp]

Glorified Therapy Cat

AN: I know this s gonna be so OOC but I had a vision. Megs doesn't really use human words but yeah. This takes place like 5 ish years pre canon. Also sorry ya'll are gonna be short af like me (5'4" isn't that short but ya know, short kings rise) also sorry for the old school POV differentiation - I'm a bit rusty ←—(is perpetually stuck in 2016)

Summary: Reader becomes Megatron's glorified emotional support cat in denial

Reader's POV

Well, this isn't how I expected my Tuesday to go. One moment I'm backpacking in the mountains off trail and the next I get yoinked by a giant space robot thing and brought as some sort of stupid peace offering or something to its boss.

I was half expecting to be crushed right then and there, but instead here I sit on the arm of his throne a few months later.

Starscream was rambling on about plans or something as Megatron was trying his best to not yell at the poor mosquito lookin bastard, I'd tuned out his ramblings ages ago.

I look around, noticing Megatron wasn't paying attention to me, okay time for operation 'be a pain in Megatron's mega ass '…the name's a work in progress.

I scoot off the arm of his big ass chair throne thing onto the seat,dangling for a moment before falling on my ass from a good 5 ish feet, unfortunately catching Megatron's attention

"Now, what do you think you're doing, pet?" He interrupts Starscream and turns to me, I can see the mosquito's pissed off face from the corner of my eye

"Uh- stretching my legs?" I stand up trying to play it cool with a wary smile crossing my features. Megatron raises a brow (?) at my excuse explanation and raises a servo to shoo Starscream away. I swear I heard him mutter something on his way out but I can't be bothered to care when I'm actively being scooped up in a huge servo.

"Now…what made you think you'd be going anywhere, pet?" He holds me closer to his face to he can taunt me at 'eye-level'. I glance around trying to think of an excuse without looking at him directly.

"Uh...I don't exactly have an answer? Couldn't stand Screamer yapping, so I wanted out." I huff out.

he smirks down at me, "Ah yes, 'Screamer' is quite frustrating, is he not?" He raises his other servo to gently pet my head. He's been doing this so often I've just accepted this as a part of life, whether he does it as a comfort for me or him I couldn't say.

"Frustrating is a nice way to put it, you looked about ready to punch him this time." I mutter as I subconsciously relax, I'd never tell him to his stupid face…but it was nice being doted on sometimes….

Megafart's POV

It was quite amusing to watch this small human so willingly accept my attention, despite the tough front they'd put up. Though it was satisfying to slowly whittle away it his resolve over the past few months, slowly watching them get accustomed to my touch. At first I had loathed the notion of an organic being in my presence , insulted Starscream would even dare to present me with one, however…this one grew on me.

I run my digits through his hair, an action I've found a strange sense of comfort in. So soft, so fragile, yet he was completely at ease in my servo. I smirk moving a digit under their jaw, tilting his head up.

"If my optics don't deceive me, I'd say you're enjoying this." he stares at me, his little optics wide as he stutters an excuse.

"Psh! No, I'm just tired. Yeah, let's just go with that, okay?" Their optics dart around, their fleshy servos moving to push my digit away.

I humor their foolish excuse, moving to stand as they panic and hold onto my servo for balance. "Tired? Well then, I shall take you back to rest, its clearly been such a long and grueling day hasn't it?"

He tenses up as I start walking to my habsuite, there we will have more privacy, less prying optics.

Reader's POV

We were headed back to his room, great. And that's not entirely sarcasm.

I watch as we pass vehicons, who move around the ship like worker ants, doing a variety of tasks. Most of them minded their business, hoping to not incur Megatron's wrath. Which, oddly, had calmed down - at least toward the vehicons, can't say the same for the walking toothpick.

We arrive to his room, he sits down on his weird table bed. Setting me on his thigh, he gently strokes my hair again. Megatron confuses me, not because he's a giant robo warlord from space- well that too but how he's…been so gentle? I mean, I'm not complaining but it was a gradual change from a glorified parakeet to his therapy cat.

It was only a month into my stay when he first brought me to his room, not dropping his guard entirely. He continued his petting, guess I'm sort of proud that I can make a mech so full or rage so calm.

I sigh, really, given the circumstances I should be terrified or fighting against it more. However I guess being at war for so long- or being around Starscream- he's gained a pair of sharp eyes, he sees right through me 'tough guy' act. I can't help but melt into the affection, my touch starved ass needed contact, I look up at him his face is relaxed.

I guess this really isn't that bad

[brandwhorestarscream]

Hear me out ok just hear me out-

Shattered glass TF1, where after discovering Sentinel's betrayal (does he still betray them?? Idk), Orion is the one to kill him, and that's what earns him the Matrix. Newly christened Optimus Prime waging war with the quintessons with D-16 at his side, and Dee watches him fall further and further into the role of a bloodsoaked, apathetic commander. Even when the quintessons have been driven off the planet, the Prime pursues, and they completely exterminate the entire quintesson homeworld. Optimus declares that all organic life is bad, they can't risk another quintesson, and thus begins his quest to see all organic life purged and making the universe a place only for mechanical life forms. D-16 becomes Megatron in opposition to the planned genocides. He and his allies are declared traitors against the Matrix

Dee is the one that watches his friend sink into darkness, and when he tries to leave Optimus tries to kill him 😌

He loves Orion so much, but hearing him say he's going on a crusade to kill innocent creatures that have done nothing to them... it scares him. Badly. Privately tries to talk him out of it, and when he won't give in, Dee can't look at him the same anymore. He's been in denial this whole time--Orion is a Prime, a real Prime, he can't be wrong. He's snappy and perhaps a bit bossy these days, but it's just because he's stressed from fighting the quintessons. Plenty of mecha laugh on the battlefield, it's a natural reflex response to adrenaline. It's... it's fine. It's all fine. He loves Orion. Orion is good. Orion isn't... he's not...

And it just builds and builds and builds til he can't deny it anymore

The change is gradual but he's definitely spiraling further and further into what a shattered glass Prime is: a rampaging storm of destruction that'll tear down anything in his way that'll prevent Cybertron's glory from spreading. His purpose is to conquer the universe and let Primus's influence sink into and consume every world they come across

The decepticon faction is formed in opposition to that, and in the fallout they're declared traitors againt the Matrix, against their Prime, and against Cybertron Himself. This is Primus's will, after all. They think they can stand in the way? The resulting conflict is bloody and gruesome, and when Megatron rises in direct defiance to Optronix Prime... well. Needless to say, it breaks both their sparks 🤭

[decepti-thots]

spurred on by your Drift and Roddy post from earlier, i'm terribly curious about your take on Prowl and Rodimus' dynamic/relationship? i never read through LL so i may be missing context but my read on the Overlord thing was very much that he was forced onto Rodimus, much the same way Megatron was, but i never really see anyone talk about them in relation to each other

I am going to first answer this purely based on the text of the comic, which is all I consider to be definitively canon. Then after we establish what I feel about that, I'll bring up some word-of-god as additional optional context.

Based on what we see in the comic in early MTMTE, we establish very clearly that Prowl and Rodimus do not get on, and specifically that Rodimus openly detests Prowl. He mocks him to his face; it's neither subtle nor very surprising. And in the Costa run, we see in Prowl's burn book he has a low opinion of Rodimus, so. We can assume they are openly disdainful of each other as members of command and that this is long-running.

I think this negativity, the open disdain, is where the read that Rodimus was somehow 'made' to take Overlord comes in. Why the hell would Rodimus do a favour for someone he didn't like? One he does not stand to benefit from? It therefore tracks it was somehow coerced.

The big question though is... if that was the case, why did Rodimus not bring it up to Drift. There's a post-RiL scene where Rodimus bemoans that he agreed to do it because he realizes it was a stupid-ass decision now it's all gone to shit, one Drift opposed, in The Sound of Breaking Glass:

“This is my fault, not yours. We were standing in Prowl’s office, and he was trying to convince me that bringing Overlord onboard was ‘right and proper’, and you called me an idiot for even considering it.”

If Rodimus had been pressured, even blackmailed, he'd be taking this opportunity to cuss out that Prowl forced him to, or perhaps even to cuss himself out for bowing to whatever pressure Prowl subjected him to. He does not. He says Drift called him an idiot for considering Prowl's persuasion. And what that says to me is that Prowl indeed just persuaded Rodimus, seemingly by painting it as a contribution to the post-war Autobot cause that would reflect well on Rodimus.

Which makes sense, because while they respond to it very differently, Rodimus and Prowl have one thing in common; they are unhappy with how the war ended and how anti-climactic their defeat of the Decepticons has been. Prowl continues to spiral into treating the war as ongoing as he becomes conspiratorial, while Rodimus leaves the planet entirely in an attempt to restore it to a 'golden age' and elide the issue of making co-habitation with Decepticons and Neutrals work. But they're both in denial about this just... being how things are now. As much as Rodimus loathes Prowl personally, he's also presumably being buttered up as someone who understands the risk isn't gone, the Autobots need to still act like they're not done with things, and look, we need that phase sixer, Rodimus, you understand that...

Basically: I think he agreed out of a combination of ego and like... that sense that at least Prowl shared a dissatisfaction with the compromises everyone else was making and which Rodimus felt they shouldn't. And as an impulsive person inclined to trying to make big grand moves and act decisively, but whose judgement often winds up instead simply making him reckless, I find it completely plausible, and have always assumed this is how it went.

As for word of god... well, turns out that was apparently also how Roberts saw it, more or less. Which I found out after the fact. Hah. He's spoken about how he basically thinks that Prowl went 'oh well, if you're not able to step up for the cause, I'll find someone who can do what needs to be done' and Rodimus got defensive and talked himself into it while Drift, I assume, dropped the sycophant act for once and rightfully called him stupid as hell for it. LMAO.

[vhaos-chaotic-writing]

SoundStarShock Headcanons

Sooo - I've seen many people on Twitter / X shipping Starscream, Soundwave and Shockwave thanks to Transformers One. Like - look at those 3. Appearing together? Standing together? And at the end? I need no more explanations - nothing, nada, rien.

(´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

Starscream snuggles from time to time his helm against Soundwave's or Shockwave's - and said action has been rubbed (no pun intented) on both mechs too.

Imagine how both Sound and Shock were confused by that, but Thundercracker and Skywarp explained to them that was quite common among seekers.

(Now looking at it... TC & Soundwave = blue. SW & Shockwave = purple. Do you see what I am seeing?) Moving on.

Soundwave would gently knock his forehelm with either bots.

They def have inside jokes. And laugh togehter... menacingly.

They gossip - that ain't a headcanon, is canon.

Starscream's love language is Words of affirmation, Soundwave's is Physical touch and Shockwave's is Quality time. Make this either fluffy or toxic, anything works with these three babygirls.

Shockwave and Starscream are yappers, Soundwave is happy to listen.

The are quite protective of each other - Starscream being the sole one to be too aggressive-loud, while the two Waves are deadly silent.

Can you imagine how things would play whoever was the first one to propose the idea of being a poly relationship? Like - Imagine the potential for each bot.

( •̀ ω •́ )✧

Starscream fell first? Constantly in denial - "Ugh, feelings." - and was more irritating than he was already. But would from time to time praise the other two mechs, to then deny he did it. And in the end, he asked out demanded both mechs to become his sparkmates. "Only you two have proven to be worthy to become my sparkmates - a-and... ugh, the leader would be nothing without his Second and Third in command!" ... strangely that moved Shockwave's and Soundwave's sparks.

Soundwave fell first? Attentive, and would always try to be close or have minimun physical contact with either mech. One servo on Shockwave's shoulder, leaning by Starscream's side. You name it. He would have fell first for Shockwave, then Starscream - yes, maybe the 1st one is a tad off about his scientific research even at harsh times and Starscream can be quite flawed as a leader, but Shockwave showed passion, and Starscream tried to keep his people safe. "Soundwave: request. Starscream and Shockwave: spark bond with Soundwave."

Shockwave fell first? Alright, this is interesting. He would definitely evaluate the other two mechs, trying to be logical to deem worth the shot or to not waste his own time. And can see Shockwave approach both mechs directly to tell them he wants to test and hypothesis, therefore he needed the three of them to become romantically involved. And he was ready to just take the data he needed and step back... buuut he feels complete with them. It would be illogical to step back from his sparkmates now.

(❁´◡`❁)

Starscream loves to be right in the middle - wants the attention!

Find comfort among themselves - after losing so many things thanks to that bitch Sentinel Prime, they mourn and hold each other when they are all alone.

Imagine Soundwave playing soft tunes to either mech when they are alone - lofi beats trouple.

Shockwave sudden outburts of anger (take for example about Bee unable to not talk) make Sound and Star try to not laugh.

The three then welcomed Megatron into the pack but then divorced him whaaat

(oﾟvﾟ)ノVhaos out!

[dragqueenstarscream]

How about 2, 4, 5, 9, 11, 15, 16 and 19 for armada megs please 👉👈

Also sorry if this is too many-

oh no, you don't have to apologize! i love answering asks! also, armada megs! he's a new one for me, but i'll try my best! (i can't blame you for asking for him. who can resist the voice of david kaye?)

2 - multiple orgasms/orgasm denial. definitely. not for himself, but for you. he hates being denied what he so rightfully deserves, but when it comes to you, he can be kinda mean, either refusing to let you come or making you come so many times that you start shaking. it really depends on his mood.

he also has a thing for cockwarming + exhibitionism together. it's not uncommon for cyclonus or demolisher to go looking for megatron only to see him on his throne, with you seated on his spike but being unable to move. he likes seeing the looks on their faces and the blush that spreads across your cheeks.

4 - dom. all the way. he doesn't submit to anyone, and that includes to you. he tried subbing once and hated it.

5 - without a doubt. it's more rare that he doesn't kiss with tongue, actually. he likes feeling just how small your mouth is against his, as odd as that sounds.

9 - he doesn't. why should he when he's got you right there? he doesn't need to use his imagination to get off when he has the real deal right there with him.

11 - megatron's a little weird with aftercare. he's not a fan of receiving it himself because... he's megatron. he can handle anything. he doesn't need to recover from something as simple as interfacing.

however, he is very aware that it takes more out of you, so he's willing to put a lot of effort into aftercare for you. he can't have his favorite little toy getting too tired on him, now can he?

15 - he's loud, but not in a screaming way. he's definitely a dirty talker, and he's absolutely a growler. he loves dirty talking right into your ear, figuring out what makes you squirm and whine, but he'll eventually start growling wordlessly as he gets closer to his own overload.

16 - so you know those things on the sides of his head? the sawtooth horns that look like stag beetle jaws? play with those. it'll have him purring like a giant kitty.

19 - he himself won't tolerate the idea of being tied up. he won't do it. you, however... remember when i said he can be mean during sex? double that if he decides to tie you up. he gets cruel, tormenting you by not letting you come and teasing you with the idea that he might just leave you there and let the other decepticons have their ways with you.

we both know he won't. he doesn't share. but that doesn't mean the idea of seeing you completely fucked out doesn't turn him on like crazy.

[ask-a-bot]

Megs, as someone who was super tuned in to other folks' relationships and completely oblivious to my own, talk to him! Best way to sort stuff like this out is communication. Yeah, it's hard and feels super risky, but if he cares about you, which I can pretty much guarantee, he'll hear you out and things can only really go forward from there. Worst case scenario, nothing changes, your feelings can get aired out and resolved.

Says you, Mx. "Hiding my crushes until they collapse under their own weight".

Hey, leave my own disasters out of this. Got any advice, o sage one?

Communication is certainly the way to go. Laying out one's feelings and discussing expectations is important to make sure neither feel pressured to engage with what they are uncomfortable with. And Megatron, between you and I, be blunt with it. If Optimus is anything like Wulf was, he will quite dense when it comes to matters of his own spark, and attempts to allude to your feelings will end in roundabout misunderstandings due to his self-denial of anything positive directed towards himself.

... Hey, that's me you're talking about.

Astute observations, my love.

Megatron isn't here right now. I think he was up all night and now he's puking his tanks out and crying in the washrack. Can I take a message? I didn't understand much of that.

[scalproie]

@zenyamin HELL YEAH I DO

Put them under a readmore bc even if I streamline their needlessly complicated lore, its still A Lot.

First group is bunch of miscellaneous vehicons left behind on earth after every cybertronian went home to cybertron, and they kinda stumble upon the enigma of combination, making them into a combiner. You have:

Jam (as in "Traffic Jam", vehicon, head)

TR-135 (vehicon, right arm (turn into blaster))

Overburden (miner vehicon, left arm (turn into a drill))

Ringer (eradicon (the flying ones), left leg)

Lacet (silver eradicon, right leg)

When combined theyre not very powerful but their strength resides in their crazy resiliance. They fight monstrous manifestations of Unicron who wanted to take advantage of the fact that every cybertronian allegedly left earth to plan his grand return by wiping out every living thing on his surface. He named them "Cannon Fodder".

Second group has a whole lore and setting so hold on:

Bots and Cons on hell moon

So it all starts with a decepticon scientist named Spin Glass who worked his entire life on one (1) project which is to create his own Emberstone after the one from Quintus Prime, Megatron recruited him back at the start of the war but after the severe lack of any result, he eventually send him to a very remote and hostile moon with a bunch of decepticon nobodies so he could get him outta his hands.

Eventually Optimus and the autobots came to know about the existence of said moon and the decepticon team on it so he send an equal bunch of autobot nobodies to keep the cons there in check.

The two teams came into contact and started fighting just as Spin Glass' Emberstone came to completion and its activation resulted in two things:

It destroyed the transmission tower of the moon, stranding the two teams there until its either restored and they can send a distress signals to their respective sides, or until someone from the decepticon or autobot gets worried about the lack of news from the moon teams (this will not happen)

Everybody acquired a power from a specific Prime, split into two for each side:

Spin Glass (con) and Quick-fix (bot) got Quintus Prime's magno-telekinesis and are able to channel Spin Glass' Emberstone to heal their allies.

Spin Glass is the leader of the decepticon team and the main scientist, he tries to keep his new god complex and his frustration about the stupidity of everyone on this moon, esp his team he has to relunctantly fix, in check, but to his credit he is arguably the strongest cybertronian there.

Quick-fix is the autobot team's medic, her magno-telekinesis is honestly nothing compared to Spin Glass', but she doesnt let it get to her (it pisses her off so bad). She can channel the Emberstone much better and from almost anywhere tho, and it had made her an incredible healer.

Tideturner (con) and Perihelion (bot) each got one half of Prima's Star Saber.

Perihelion is the leader of the autobot team and refuses to admit she might be a little out of her depth, and her denial is fueled by the need to prove her worth. She is by far the better swordmaster here and has a better handling of her half of the Star Saber.

Tideturner is a con soldier who loves challenges but hates defeat, he's a very sore loser and an even more infuriating winner.

Pulstar (con) and Pharos (bot) have a mild control over time and space that they got from Vector Prime, they use it to reach incredible speed.

Pulstar knew Spin Glass the longest and is the closest thing he might have to a friend if Spin Glass had any of those. Pulstar has something Spin Glass severely lacks: enormous charisma, and bc of that, Pulstar is on somewhat good terms with everyone on his team and is the major reason why it hasnt imploded yet. He's the unofficial SiC.

Pharos is a regular bot soldier and ever since hes had those powers, he's obsessed with finding out its limits, like lightspeed.

Balefire (con) and Aphelion (bot) can make clouds of the paralyzing toxin that was in Liege Maximo's liegian darts.

Aphelion is the "spark sister" of Perihelion and the autobot team's SiC. She is very worried and insecure about having received the power of the most treachorous Prime and what it could mean for the relationship between her and her sister/team.

Balefire used to be the most nobody of nobodies con soldiers and his new powers got to his head VERY fast.

Makeshift (con) and Presage (bot) gained the ability to transform into anybody effortlessly just like Amalgamous Prime.

Makeshift (yes that one) was already a shifting spy before this ordeal but with a lot of technical setbacks, so this new development and power made their job EXPONENTIALLY much easier. They have BY FAR the best handling of their new power out of anyone on the moon, including Spin Glass. They are even able to manifest Amalgamous' scythe seemingly out of nowhere.

Presage used to be an actor pre-war before having to join the autobot's side. Thanks to his new power, he is very excited to be able to flex his acting muscles and fool those uncouth cons into provinding intel for his team.

Short Fuse (con) and Atomizer (bot) inherited Alchemist Prime's lenses that allows them to see incredibly far, but also to scan for hidden energon, to see thru walls for a bit, and to see through Presage and Makeshift's disguises.

Atomizer (yes that one) is the one who is the most pissed about being stranded on this moon, and the godly powers he received are barely compensation, but he does have to admit that he is a much more deadlier archer/sniper now. Perihelion has to butter him up about him one of the most vital member of this team. He has a particularly active rivalry with Makeshift.

Short Fuse is the con sniper and he FUCKING HATES people. He will spend almost the entirety of the fights in a completely different location shooting bots from far away. Outside of fights he almost hides away in his own base and WILL physically attack you if you come near him. He tolerates Pulstar a bit.

Snap Out (con) and Coil (bot) are able to make almost any invention possible thanks to Solus Prime's power.

Coil was very happy to be a nobody bot during the war bc he hates violence and has a severe self-esteem problem. He uses his new power almost exclusively to create defensive devices to help his team. Spin Glass is particularly interested in him bc outside of himself, Coil is the only one able to fix the transmission tower.

Snap Out was the one who was most mentally affected by getting her power, she creates exclusively weapons for herself and treat them as if they were alive, calling herself their "mother". Despite that, they break very quickly and she has no grief over it. Spin Glass refuses to work with her bc he thinks she's crazy.

Sidewinder (con) and Stormweaver (bot) had their alt-mod upgraded into mythical creatures to reflect Onyx Prime. They can access aspects of his triptych mask, with the exception of mournsong.

Sidewinder can now turn into a western dragon with a lot of firepower. Out of the three aspects of the mask, the one he uses the most is predator and he now bases his new personality around the hunt. Sometimes he refuses to go back to his robot alt-mode. His team thinks he's cringe.

Stormweaver can now turn into an eastern dragon with lightning control. Out of the three aspects of the mask, the one he uses the most is farsight, and he mostly does it to try and predict the very hostile weather of the moon.

Lift Off (con) and Hardwire (bot) got the strength, arsenal and general tankiness of Megatronus Prime. They also have limited access to the requiem blaster and are mostly fighting for control over it.

Hardwire is the ONLY ONE out of the 18 bots on the moon to have a little admiration for the moon they're on. He secretly documents the environment around him. He is the main pillar of support for his team and is likely the one reason they don't all lose it.

Lift Off is a mean girl in the body of a massive helicopter. She thinks very high of herself and has now the power to back it up. She WILL try to get a rise out of people just to see what happens, Pulstar's the only one who's immune to it.

SO THAT'S THE FULL TEAMS.

They mostly fight over the transmission tower, as the first one to hold onto the position and fix it will be the one who'll be able to first call their faction's leaders. Usually when a team make a little bit of progress on it, the other team come destroy it.

They COULD work together to fix it but Spin Glass wants to rub his scientific success rrrrrreally hard in Shockwave's face and Perihelion wants to show Optimus that she can be an Autobot team leader hero without help from anybody.

When they're not fighting over the transmission tower or in other various locations, they're fighting against the moon itself that seems even more hostile than before ever since Spin Glass activated his Emberstone, so now the moon throws at them storms, meteors, energon blackouts, and other deadly stuff they might even have to work together to survive.

And if you read all this and think "hey wait a minute isnt that..." you would be 100% right and it is 100% on purpose

Now what are YOUR tf OCs 🫵

[soundwavesuperioraf]

“You may run your tests,” Megatron announced, as if he was here voluntarily and not strapped to a table. “You will find nothing amiss in my processor. My change of spark is genuine.”

“Negative.” A slight waver escaped, which belied the denial. “Soundwave: charged to protect. Soundwave: failed. Soundwave: will rectify.”

Megatron felt pity rise in him. He dismissed it. Soundwave was strong enough to withstand the truth. 

“No,” Megatron said bluntly. “You didn’t fail me. I failed you. I failed all Cybertronians. I see it now. I am of sound mind—sounder than it has been in vorns. No G.H.O.S.T. mind control. No dark energon. No Unicron. I am myself. I speak for Megatron of Kaon. And I am more than myself. I speak for humankind and Cybertronians alike on a new venture long-awaited.”

Soundwave said nothing. As always, his silence was damning.

The tests Soundwave ran on him pinged complete one after the next. Laserbeak, perched on Soundwave’s shoulder, read the results aloud for Megatron’s benefit. “Negative. Negative. Negative. Negative. Guess he’s not scrapped–”

“Laserbeak: return.”

Laserbeak transformed and docked on Soundwave’s chest. Ravage sauntered off before Soundwave could order her to return as well. Soundwave removed his cable from Megatron’s arm and stood like a hollow shadow, servos at his sides, visor blank. Megatron couldn’t imagine the mental gymnastics that Soundwave’s processor must be performing if he was still being this slagging stubborn. 

“Soundwave, you cannot deny the facts in front of you. Heed my words. I believe I am pursuing the best course for Cybertron.”

“Megatron’s Cybertron: includes Decepticons?”

“Yes, although thinking in factional terms is too small. Think bigger. Just look at the Terrans. Earth-sparked mechs.” Megatron shook his helm in wonder. “The future is upon us. Don’t you want to be on the cusp of it? And don’t get me wrong: there is no grand reveal of a Decepticon plot at the end of this story. Put that cable back in and search my very spark.”

Megatron expected Soundwave to do just that when two tentacles reached for him. 

But Soundwave merely undid Megatron’s restraints.

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[qualxon]

Please tell me more of Crossfire, and what Breakdown would think of her (I refuse to acknowledge that TFP killed him, lol)

Now it's been a hot minute since I watched any TFP, so apologies on advance for any gaps in my lore knowledge, but enjoy this brief run-down of the story u have for her!

Crossfire was the last predacon that Shockwave (re?)created before his lab was destroyed by Ultra Magnus and Wheeljack, and initially she seemed like just as much of a success as Predaking, Skylynx and Darksteel. However, due to ✨unforseen errors✨, she isn't "complete": she cannot transform into an alt mode, so as far as the 'cons are aware she can't speak, either - but that's fine, so long as she can still follow orders, right?

... Right?

Yeah, it didn't take long before she started lashing out at authority figures like Megatron and the other predacons. In the end, it got to a point where she'd actively try to tear the throat out of nearly everyone who came near her. After all, she's a predatory Cybertronian animal - just as zoos give their lions pumpkins filled with meat, the ship's science guy's Jurassic Park project also needs enrichment. But these outbursts just resulted in Crossfire being deemed insufficient for purpose, so Megatron gave the go-ahead for her to be terminated.

As for what happens next? Well, I've got some fun ideas lol

But to answer your question oh how she would get along with Breakdown (I am also in denial that Hasbro would do him dirty like that)

They're menaces to society aboard the Nemesis

[maizethecorn]

Spoon888 a fantastic Transfomers fanfic writer

Spoon888 is a fanfiction writer I have been following for the last couple of years. Spoon888 is great at writing Starscream, Ratchet, Megatron and other Transformers with comedy, romance and drama. Spoon888 responds to some comments left at the end of their stories but not as much as he/she used to do possibly due to having a busy life. Now, Spoon888 has written 245 fanfics for Transformers and will have more probably written. I'm not going to post all 245 fics but will post links to the fics I like best by this author.

The above link is a complete oneshot where Starscream takes forever to realize Megatron is his boyfriend.

The above link is to a complete three part fic where Ratchet gives free medical advice to the Decepticons.

The above link is to an ongoing fic where Starscream is accidentally turned back into a sparkling and is being taken care of by the Autobots. Starscream still has his adult mind and is trying to escape back to the Decepticons.

The above link is to a complete two part fic where Starscream gets pregnant by Megatron and is in denial about his condition.

The above link is to a fic that will be complete once the fourth chapter is dropped. This fic involves Ratchet, Megatron and Starscream going from roommates to husbands. This fic is my second favorite out of everything Spoon888 has written. Read this story and enjoy waiting for a couple of years for the last chapter to come out like I have.

This fic is my absolute favorite out of what Spoon 888 has written. Ratchet gets kidnapped by the Decepticons and ends up becoming their doctor. This fic is 37 chapters long and is complete.

The above link is to a complete oneshot fic where Optimus Prime and Starscream have an intimate moment in a cave.

The above link is to a complete oneshot where Optimus Prime gets temporary amnesia and Starscream tells him that they are a married couple.

The above link is to a complete oneshot fic where Optimus Prime gets Starscream pregnant and they have to tell their respective factions the big news.

The above link is to a complete two part fic where Optimus Prime and Starscream are married and trying to have sparklings.

[megalomaniatron]

He may be the only bot on this entire ship that Soundwave respects, a history going back centuries, paved in shared spilled energon. Nothing escapes the communications officer, Megatron's weariness included. Such is why the warlord will find his schedule cleared on his return to the bridge, a multitude of completed files and menial daily requirements all checked off on his console. A single warm cup of energon awaiting at his seat.

Megatron does not believe in gods or in the divine right of Primes. He barely believes that actions have consequences, most of the time.

But he would put every last piece of ordinance on the Nemesis and a sizable vial of his own innermost energon down on Soundwave’s name, should it come to that. No one was a finer blade, a more clever disguise, a sharper combatant. Truly, the Decepticon Cause would have never left the incubation crèche without Soundwave’s silent direction.

The warm fuel is welcome. The discovery of the more arduous aspects of inventory management already being completed (approvals were getting harder and harder to sign off on, and denials had to be cited and justified), as well as a neatly compiled list of credible reports and patrol briefs that would only need his stamp before being completed…

Megatron shunts the necessary files to a datapad and takes the energon with him, making his way over to Soundwave’s currently favored access console to sit beside him in companionable silence, content to spend this late evening working in parallel until his spymaster decides to sign out for the night shift.

[fangirlingpuggle]

TfA fusion AU: can we hear about the fusions discovering themselves? They are something completely new and strange and there is so much that is familiarly unfamiliar.

After the shock has faded, what do they do?

Hey there of course!

So Megatron/Optimus first time they fuse is in their first fight and almost immediately unfuse from total shock. After Megatron comes back they try and avoid fighting each other cause both in denial and don't want to accidentally fuse again cause they will not be able to deny that... they do eventually fuse but quickly unfuse. It's only when the two groups are more working together that they star to fuse for a longer period of time.

Lot of mixed emotions and so many memories, one thing their fusion is right away is leadership they issue commands and decisions to both teams with such authority everyone listens, also awesome fighter all of their combined skills, Megatron’s strength and Optimus’s agility they are a force to be reckoned with... also they don't like Sentinel or the Magnus and does punch them both in the face.

They're very determined, cool and more like G1 Optimus in terms of cool leadership, has a bit of Megatron’s temper but less I’m going to kill these idiots more why am I stuck with these idiots. Very protective over their teams.

Blitzwing/Bumblebee similar start they accidentally fuse only Infront of everyone unfuse quickly both freaking the fuck out. Only they get over it quicker meeting and accidentally fusing again… and then ‘accidentally’ fusing…they did end up leaving a battle going back to ones teams base still fused and eventually everyone’s like ‘well this a thing now…ugh’. After the shock they are just swept up in the this is so cool aspect of the fusing.

Their fusion is chaotic teases everyone. Sari loves them, Sari and them are pure chaos (and what gives Megatron/Optimus’s fusion the biggest headache)

They are an agent of chaos, do sometimes switch to modes in keeping with Icy or Hothead modes but more a levelled out and calmer random.

Shockwave/Blurr the longest pair fusing, though couldn’t stay fused for long periods of time. Blurr found out about Shockwave a while ago and in the ensuing escape/fight they accidentally fused, manged to work through everything and not crush Blurr into a cube. They fused when able to but didn’t want to risk getting found out…they know what the autobot science department/councils like.

After they find out about everything on Earth they travel there and get caught up in all the mess there.

 Their fusion is very sleek and fast and very calm, can be a fast talker when excited but normally very calm and methodical… they managed to be fusing and, in a relationship, and keeping a shockwave a secret for years. Definingly the most settled and chill fusion.

So to sum up Megop Shock to Denial to more denial to coleaders and basically married, Blitzbee shock straight to chaos incarnate and Shockblurr I tried to kill him but now we've been married for years and the most competent out of all of you.

[nevis-the-skeleton]

What if TFP Autobot Starscream did the heroic sacrifice during the 2nd Season Finale + afterwards... How would the Autobots + their allies feel about Optimus and Ratchet telling them all about Star’s Heroic ‘Death’? T_T (And what if Star was still alive... and he was taken prisoner by a Happy Megatron!) 

Oh… Another sad scene :’)… Definitely you like to make me cry sweety anon (இwஇ)… Thanks for your request X3!

~~~

When all of Team Prime's managed to reunite, along with Ultra Magnus and Wheeljack, they soon noticed that someone was missing. Optimus and Ratchet still hadn't said anything to the others, not knowing how to explain to them everything that had happened. It wasn't particularly difficult to explain, but to say… it was quite an ordeal.

"Where's Starscream?" Miko asked.

The child's question forced them out of their silence, and the serious expression of the two added a certain concern to the others of the team.

"Where's Starscream?!" insisted the Japanese girl.

Ratchet and Optimus looked at each other, both unsure where to begin. The doctor lowered his head and looked away, while Prime found the strength to look at his team.

“… Starscream is… gone…

- Where?" Raf asked.

If the youngest of the group hadn't really understood the Autobot leader's statement, the others hadn't been so lucky... Miko was the one who looked the most devastated, her expression quickly changing from horror to anger, as denial took over.

"No! You lie! cried out the young girl.

- Miko, what interest would he have in lying?! Ratchet replied, doing his best to contain his snappy voice.

- Starscream can survive to everything! He's not dead! It's not possible !!

- How is it possible…? Bumblebee stammered. How did it happen…?

- …He stayed behind to destroy the ground bridge machine, to prevent the Decepticons from finding us… Optimus answered. But... the base surely didn't hold on against the Decepticons' onslaught...

- He didn't have to do that!! Miko yelled.

- … Unfortunately… he have…

- It would have been enough to put a bomb on it, or… I don't know! Something else!

- Even, by doing that, Soundwave could have extracted data from it…

- But we don't care! By doing that, Starscream wouldn't be dead!"

The Japanese girl closed her eyes tightly, and clenched her fists, while angry tears ran down her cheeks. For his part, Smokescreen lowered his head, blaming himself for not turning around to help him when he had the chance... He had first believed that it would be Optimus who was going to sacrifice himself, given that he had subtly indicated it. He never would have thought that Starscream would...

If he have retraced his steps, he could potentially have saved him… Unfortunately, he hadn't… dooming the Seeker to his death… Bulkhead laid a comforting hand on the recruit's shoulder, and said:

"It's not your fault, kid.

- I could have done better… I… began Smokescreen.

- It's no use complaining… it won't bring him back… Arcee cut him off.

- You're hard, 'Cee… Wheeljack interjected.

- I am only stating a fact…”

Smokescreen was on the verge of getting angry at the motorcycle's detachment, but the two Wreckers intervened, preventing him from going any further. They knew it was Arcee's way of dealing with grief, she had done the same for Cliffjumper.

The warrior didn't once look at the others, keeping her head down and her fists clenched, saying nothing more. Jack and Raf joined her silence, and the younger child was unable to contain his tears, which rolled down his cheeks.

Ultra Magnus kept a solemn silence, because even if he had not known Starscream when he was with the Autobots, he knew that the others had come to attach themselves to him, and so that the moment of silence was completely legitimate for him.

Miko quickly left the hangar, wanting to be alone to fully mourn her grief, Bulkhead tried to follow her, but she quickly dissuaded him. Wheeljack put a comforting hand on his friend's shoulder, and shook his head. Bumblebee on his side consoled Raf as best he could, but without success… Fowler looked apologetically at Optimus, and said:

“I'm sorry for your loss, Prime. I realize that he had become a precious friend to you...

- More than a friend, Agent Fowler… answered the leader of the Autobots sadly. He was a member of our family…”

~

Everything was horribly blinding… The pain setting in, hitting him again and again, and he couldn't do anything about it… He kept leaving the real world, returning to a tumult of mindless thoughts and dreams. It seemed to him that he was being shaken all over the place, while he was completely still, unable to move. He constantly lost his bearings.

Shadows were above him, but the harsh light and his blurred vision never allowed him to see beyond the shapes, pushing him into fear and pain, losing him in a sea of ​​darkness.

~

The DarkMount was upright in all his glory, fully facing the receding sun, which seemed split in two by the immense shadow of the monstrous tower. Megatron gazed with satisfaction at the new territory before him, contemplating the grandeur of the Decepticon victory against the Autobots. And, it was not his only victory.

The ex-gladiator left the main room, and headed for the medical bay, where he knew someone was waiting for him. Soon everything would be back to normal, everything would go back to how it was!

KnockOut came out of the medical bay to take a little break, as well as to wipe more quietly the energon that he had on his hands. It was then that he saw the leader of the Decepticons arrive, and he gave him a light salute, while stepping aside to let Megatron pass.

“How is our patient? asked the ex-gladiator.

- He's stable, my Lord. But he still hasn't regained consciousness. answered the doctor.

- It won't be long.

- His frame suffered a lot of damage from the collapse and explosion. To be honest with you, I'm even surprised he's still alive.

- Knowing his tenacity, it doesn't surprise me that much.

- I did my best to fix him, but at the moment his legs are still not functional.

- If it prevents him from running away again, that's fine."

Megatron soon found himself in front of a medical table, where Starscream was lying, unconscious but very much alive. His frame was connected to several machines, one of which kept his Spark stable. His body had suffered multiple fractures, which KnockOut had done his best to repair. He had also repaired the deep nicks and tears that the devastating collapse had caused, and had done everything possible for the Seeker's nearly destroyed wings.

The doctor knew that if he continued on this path, the jet would be able to fly again one day. But for that still it was necessary that the red robot manages to repair the legs of the flyer, who definitively did not work any more, after the brutal crushing of a beam against the spinal column of Starscream. KnockOut even wondered if all this effort was really necessary, while the Seeker's future was still uncertain. The doctor didn't even know why Megatron wanted so much to save a traitor, whom he had never appreciated.

“Excuse my indiscretion, my Lord. But I have a question…” finally said KnockOut.

The leader of the Decepticons tore his gaze away from Starscream, still unaware of what was going on around him, and replied in annoyance:

“I'm listening, KnockOut.

- What exactly do you intend to do with Starscream?"

The ex-gladiator looked intently at the doctor, who began to sincerely regret his question, when Megatron finally answered:

“I intend for him to return to the Decepticons side.

- What?! the red robot sincerely wondered. But, he's an Autobot now! His recent actions have proven this point! Especially his sabotage of the ground bridge machine to prevent us from finding his friends!

- The Autobots are by no means his friends!!"

KnockOut couldn't hide his surprise at the Warlord's sudden outburst, who continued:

“He will come back to my side! His true place is with the Decepticons! With me! He has no place elsewhere!

- And if he refuses…? stammered the doctor.

- Whether he likes it or not, he will stay! He has no opinion to give! I'll end up convincing him! Whether it's the soft way, or the hard way!!"

After this outburst of anger, Megatron left the medical bay, while ordering the sports car back to work. KnockOut simply nodded, and moved closer to Starscream, to resume repairs. The doctor sighed softly, then said:

"Primus…if I were you, Screamer, I'd much rather be dead…"

[ivycorp]

A way to unwind (2608 words) by IvyCorp

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Transformers - All Media Types, Transformers: Prime

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Megatron/Soundwave (Transformers)

Characters: Megatron (Transformers), Soundwave (Transformers)

Additional Tags: Data Cables, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot

Summary:

When Megatron agreed to stay after the meeting, he didn't realize what Soundwave had planned for him - at least it wasn't the first time the data cables were used in this capacity...

So yeah, I wrote something because I got stuck on the longer piece I am trying to finish - see under read-more or on AO3 (above)

Soundwave has been a very focused mech for as long as anyone could remember - it was one of his defining qualities, and considerably the most important one for the Decepticon Cause. The TIC was a stable rock in the chaos of the command structure, carrying his duties without a hitch while listening to yet another plan for ‘ending the Autobots once and for all!’ this time around. Megatron admired that trait, and on any other day he would be thanking his luck that at least one bot in their ranks could keep their cool when yet another scheme fell apart, yet another battle was lost. 

Today, however, he wanted to curse that part of his personality to the Pit, as he sat pinned to the conference chair by the deceptively strong data cables; his valve was gushing lubricant heavily as two of those appendages pumped in and out of it at a slow, measured pace, while their owner sat on the side of the table and kept on filling the remaining reports.

When the TIC reached out to him on a private comm with a query to ‘remain after the meeting’ while at the same time brushing his pedes with the cable tip under the table, he knew what was the unspoken intent behind the invite; he responded with an affirmative, the vision of the incoming activity keeping him in better humor despite the bleakness of their post-mortem. As everyone left, he allowed Soundwave to close the door and bind him down in his seat, letting his interface panel slide away without thinking.

The Decepticon leader wondered if he misjudged the situation - had the blue mech simply wanted to distract him from being angry at yet another failed operation, and was now going to reduce him into a mewling mess just so he could get the documentation done without interruptions?

If so, the communications officer was way more devious than he suspected; the silver bot tried to push down the growing conflicted arousal at being ignored so blatantly, as he tried to pull himself into a semblance of an authoritative posture -  despite the obscene sounds of his valve getting breached again and again.

"Soundwave, I'm sure the reports can wait," Megatron meant to say with offense, but it came out in a moan; when he started speaking, the tip of one cable brushed across a bunch of the more sensitive nodes, making him seize up at the sharp, heightened pleasure after such a long period of stimulation without being allowed to reach completion. His vents whined from extended overuse, matching his vocalizer when the angle changed, cutting the pressure before he could get over the edge. 

The blue mech did not even turn away from the datapad, instead deploying additional cable; it curled around the silver mech, coming up to his intake, bumping against it firmly. The request for entry was obvious, leaving no room for negotiation, and the larger bot could feel a rush of oral fluid gathering in anticipation.

"Soundwave…" Megatron shot the communication officer another look, but he did not fight the intrusion when the cable slid between his denta and pressed on his glossa, effectively quieting his complaints. It wasn’t the first time to have the appendage down his throat, but it always required conscious effort at the beginning to hold back the reflex to bite down at the discomfort - before he adjusted himself to accommodate its girth and gave it a suck, watching the TIC closely for any signs of being affected by the act.

"Silence," came a clip of a recording back at him, as all three cables slid deeper, making him thrash in place at the sudden sense of fullness. The Decepticon leader felt the appendages holding him in place tighten up around him, and he couldn't stop the satisfied groan that resounded across the room; he tried to ground his hips to force the ones in his valve even deeper - but instead, they retreated, leaving him awfully empty.

Megatron's disappointed cry was muffled; he briefly considered gnawing at the cable gagging him, but, as if the other mech was actually reading his mind, he never got a chance to do that. 

In a quick motion, his legs were lifted and bound to the armrests, aft pulled closer to the edge. The two cables that were previously working him open switched their objective, searching for the openings in armor and digging deep, causing the temperature of his frame to rise again. He felt like a walking smelter; his valve clenched on nothing, as he gasped and keened at the well-placed touches. His body was bent beyond his comfort, position leaving him vulnerable to whatever the blue mech had in mind.

Soundwave was still tapping on the datapad, EM field tucked close, unreadable. 

As if the warlord was a mere decoration in the room, not worthy of his active attention.

When Megatron felt a fourth appendage join the fray, poking around his aft, he couldn't help the full frame shiver. He ached all over, the charge built up shooting across his plating; yet as he was, he couldn't even plead for release in anything more than moans and desperate lapping at the cable in his intake, hoping to get the mech to at least look at him. The silver bot was mortified to finally admit that this… dismissiveness to his arousal was making his spark scream for even a glimpse sent his way. He needed the TIC to show his reactions or he feared he would end up crying - the emotional backlash of seeing he was the only one affected would have been too much, the defeat too painful to bear.

He felt the intrusion in his aft at the same time as one of the other cables shifted to massage his anterior node, distracting him from his thoughts for a moment. The remaining one was still playing with his wires, but when the newest appendage settled itself fully inside, it moved down and pushed the tip between his folds.

Then they all stopped.

Megatron strained against the vine-like embrace to no avail; he couldn't find leverage to shake the cables off, nor rock himself onto them. The one pressing down his glossa was held still - he experimentally moved his helm back, trying to see if he could free his intake and talk to Soundwave, but he collided with the back of the chair with a few centimeters of the cable still between his denta. With a huff, he allowed himself to let it slide back into his throat, relaxing himself as it got a little bit deeper than before.

He got startled when all cables moved slightly, making him move his helm back in surprise; the appendages withdrew as well. The mech's optics cycled wide, and with a focused expression, he let his glossa cushion the cable as he let it slip further down his throat; it plunged deeper on its own, and so did the other ones. When he receded, they backed away too.

Triumphantly, he grinned, and with renewed fervor he started bobbing his helm back and forth, setting up a rhythm that would possibly bring him closer to overload. He focused single mindedly at taking the cable further down his throat, hoping it would reach deeper nodes in his valve. 

When he noticed he could not move his neck far enough to do that, he panicked and redoubled his efforts, uncaring to his discomfort; it was too shallow, he couldn't move fast enough to get enough consistent friction to compensate for the emptiness beyond which the cables would not extend. He whimpered, feeling the exhaustion make his efforts slowly lose their pace.

"May I join in the fun or would you like to see this through on your own?" 

It was a sound of his voice from eons ago; he recalled saying this right before he joined his friend into a brawl against a local gang who obviously did not know who they picked a fight with.

Megatron on-lined his optics back, not remembering when he had turned them off - Soundwave stood in front of him, datapads left on the table. His panel was opened, revealing a long, pressurized spike, as the blue mech waited patiently, visor blank as always.

The relief at finally having the TIC's attention made him howl; he nodded vigorously, his EM field projecting the need for the other's touch. The slim bot rested his digits on the silver plating of his thighs, stroking them gently. Despite being under the assault of the long appendages for a while, Soundwave's touch was felt more keenly; he wanted to push into it, but he still couldn't move, pinned as he was.

The shorter mech moved the cable away from his anterior node; the delicate digits started circling it, as the displaced appendage joined the one buried in his valve. They pulled the folds wide open, lubricant trickling down - Megatron couldn't help moaning at the reflection in Soundwave's visor, where he could see what sort of a display was going on right before his trusted friend. He was still sucking on the one in his throat, spread out, aft filled up, waiting for the communications officer to pound him into a mind blowing overload.

When the mech lined himself up with his valve, he let out an anticipating whine; the spike met no resistance as Soundwave slid the entire length in, plating scraping on his aft. It was thicker than one cable, and it was long enough to fill him better than what he could accomplish in the prior predicament, so Megatron sighed happily and relaxed, expecting the other to get moving soon.

To his astonishment, he felt the entrance of his valve stretch out as a cable tried to make its way in, alongside the TIC's spike; he hissed at the intrusion, but it quickly morphed into a low groan when the mech started rocking his hips. All of the appendages were working in tandem, pumping into him at the same rhythm the blue bot was picking up, ramming into him with the same single-minded dedication as he did his tasks. The stray cable was teasing his wires again, but that was soon abandoned in favor of sliding into the valve as well.

The additional stretch caused Megatron's optics to roll back into his helm as an overload tore through him, overwhelming his systems as everything burst in wonderful static.

When his senses returned to the normal parameters, he realized Soundwave was still keeping the pace, the abundance of lubricant spurting with each thrust; he could finally feel the other’s EM field, as it brushed onto his, the mutual desire clear as a day. The silver mech tried to cycle down around him, but in the end he could only look at the blue bot and project the need to help the TIC overload as well. 

Soundwave looked at his face, ramming into him steadily, before he moved one of his servos and tapped the warlord's chestplates. Megatron glanced at him, puzzled, before he offered a smile and allowed his chest to part, revealing the shining spark beneath them. 

Thin digits prodded the halo gently, causing the mech to gasp at the sensation; it has been a while since anyone touched him like that. The pleasure from this was different, echoing on another level within his frame, and he could feel some of it transfer to his partner, who decided to concentrate on the spark below him in favor of letting the silver mech be held up by only the cables tying him to the chair. The larger Con could feel his own charge build up again, knowing he would most likely overload once more if the TIC kept it up.

Still, despite the slight quickening of the pace, he could see the blue bot would need something more - and merging was out of the question, as neither of them could risk getting sparked. He racked his processor for another idea, refusing to let the other leave unsatisfied, when he remembered another avenue they hadn’t utilized yet. 

He nipped lightly on the cable with his denta - when it retracted immediately, he cleared his exhausted throat as he manually directed his plating to open up the necessary port. Tilting his helm towards it, he nuzzled at the appendage and whispered:

“Plug in.”

Soundwave stilled his motions for a brief moment, before he reached out to guide his own relevant connector into the correct spot. They both shivered as the connection established itself, and the mutual feedback loop started cycling between them. 

Megatron was slammed with the sensory data from around the cables, and he gingerly opened his intake again to allow the appendage to slide right back in, as he marveled at being filled and filling at the same time. Soundwave picked up the pace again, latching on the blazing arousal of the silver mech as he could see how much each of his moves caused the other to mewl in pleasure, trying to get in deeper, harder, faster - chasing the overload that was rapidly approaching them both. 

The feeling of being more than oneself was disorienting, but as they both inched closer and closer to the edge, they were both awestruck with each other. Their sensory networks worked overtime to keep up with their intensity, bursts of data coming so fast they didn’t notice their overloads until they both rebooted, still plugged in one another. 

The larger mech rumbled when Soundwave withdrew himself, cables and spike, and the mess of their fluids dripped from the still twitching valve. He could feel the strong servos guide his chestplates closed, while the interfacing subroutines were completing the disconnect protocols before the connector was removed by the thin digits, covering the port gently.

“You nearly got me thinking that you were going to just work me up and leave me hanging, you know?” Megatron laughed, feeling the appendages untangle themselves and shift his frame into a more comfortable position, cringing at the amount of lubricant he ended up sitting in. Soundwave shook his helm, tracing his digits over the scarred faceplates.

“A little bit of tension goes a long way,” the TIC played back at him, quoting his own old comments about fighting in the Arena and keeping the audience entertained. The silver mech snorted, as he raised his servo and curled it around the slim palm, kissing it softly. 

“I swear, you always know how to twist my own advice against me,” he hummed, and allowed himself to be pulled up by the other bot, ending in a steadying hold, bracing the warlord from the side to keep his legs from folding underneath him. They took a look around the conference room; the chair was dented and scratched up, both it and the floor splattered in their shared fluids. 

It was a mess.

The maintenance crew would be arriving soon, which gave them not enough time to conceal everything that took place, giving them a dilemma: try to hide some of the evidence and possibly clash with the Vehicons on duty, threatening them into silence, or they could both bail before anyone could see them.

Megatron leaned closer to the other’s audials, whispering theatrically: 

“If you don’t tell anyone, I won’t tell either.”

Their EM fields brushed in shared amusement, as they closed the door behind them and turned towards the officer’s private washracks. Megatron flashed a grin, still basking in the afterglow.

“You up for round two?”

A sense of exasperated fondness came from Soundwave’s direction, right as an affirmative ping was sent across the private channel.