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[blackmoreops]

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[zenshigarakilover]

I like to think that pre canon both AFO and Izuku visited the same online forums where people came together to discuss quirks and often debated with each other about pro hero quirks lol. Their first conversation ever was arguing over aspects of All Mights quirk because AFO said something insulting about him.

Izuku finds AFO abrasive, but creates some of the most fascinating analysis he's ever read that he wonders if AFO is some kind of quirk counselor or doctor who specializes in studying quirks in real life.

AFO finds it refreshing to see someone share the same enthusiasm about quirks like he does and enjoys reading and challenging Izuku's own theories at times.

I wouldn't call it friendship.... but more like two people finding common ground in sharing a hobby that almost no one else cares for.

[beclight]

im known for being THE bec light fan of the fandom, so i feel like im in the right place to say this: YOU DO NOT OWN FANDOM CHARACTERS AND CANNOT PREVENT OTHER PEOPLE FROM LIKING THEM JUST AS MUCH AS YOU DO, and if that makes you uncomfortable (which is fine, and for any reason), THE THING TO DO IS BLOCK NOT HARASS THEM!!!!!!! ive seen too many ppl in this fandom disrespect others over DARING to say, even as a joke, that they're the number one fan of X character. If someone having the same favorite group of pixels as you genuinely angers you, to the point of feeling the need to insult them and having concerning thoughts about them, then maybe it is time to log off

[exoraptor]

A late thank you for everyone who followed me back! I've been a little thrashed from work

I haven't made the art for my wip pinned post, nor any icons yet (not for a lack of trying, I'm lacking in motivation on that front :Y )(Plus I sometimes have a hard time with Kaleo's face which is fun)

Buuuut making new tags wouldn't be hard at all.

Feel free to like this post for some sort of starter! Probably something silly or somewhat vague. Oooor feel free to hit me up if you wanna work out a plot! Big or small, I have no preferences at all ♡

[bob3160]

Tech Talk - 2-14-2025

[wkiwf]

sometimes I feel like I get violently thrust back into the summer/fall of 2021

[cchickki]

If you haven’t started already, start archiving/downloading everything. Save it to an external hard drive if you’re able. Collecting physical media is also a good idea, if you’re able.

Download your own/your favorite fanfics. Save as much as you can from online sources/digital libraries. Recipes, tutorials, history, LGBTQ media, etc. It has been claimed, though I can’t find the exact source if true, that some materials about the Revolutionary War were deleted from the Library of Congress.

It’s always better to be safe than sorry and save and preserve what you can. Remember that cloud storage also is not always reliable!

Library of Congress - millions of books, films and video, audio recordings, photographs, newspapers, maps, manuscripts.

Internet Archive - millions of free texts, movies, software, music, websites, and more. Has been taken offline multiple times because of cyber attacks last month, it has recently started archiving again.

Anna's Archive - 'largest truly open library in human history.’

Queer Liberation Library - queer literature and resources. Does require applying for a library membership to browse and borrow from their collection.

List of art resources - list of art resources complied on tumblr back in 2019. Not sure if all links are still operational now, but the few I clicked on seemed to work.

Alexis Amber - TikToker who is an archivist who's whole page is about archiving. She has a database extensively recording the events of Hurricane Katrina.

I'll be adding more to this list, if anyone else wants to add anything feel free!

[what-even-is-sleep]

Hm I just realized there may be some posts in my queue that will never see the light of day

[honeytonedhottie]

shopping tips from a professional shopaholic⋆.ೃ࿔*:･👛💕

in this post im going to give you the rundown of my all-time FAVORITE activity… shopping! and i must say im quite the professional. i’ll be talking about navigating sales, identifying deals, and finding the CUTEST stuff that’s worth ur buck…💬🎀

GOOD DEAL VS. BAD DEAL ;

let’s imagine there’s a big sale going on. $5 for 10 basic tank tops that are so cute! but the quality isn’t very good. but it doesn’t matter cuz there r 10 different tops right? WRONG. quality > price ALWAYS, sometimes cheap isn’t a good deal if it won’t last. if it’s a reasonable price for good quality than it’s a good deal, but if u have to pay a pretty penny for good quality products it’ll be worth it in the long run.

when shopping for clothes think of investing in pieces that will actually get used. imagine ur looking at two super cute hand bags, one is $50 that you’ll prob wear like twice and that you don’t anticipate will last very long and the other is $150, it’s designer and it’s high quality and goes with more outfits.

the $50 bag worn twice = $25 per wear. not worth it.

the $200 bag worn 100+ times = $2 per wear. way more value for your money.

now THATS girl math. investing in well made pieces actually saves you money in the grand scheme of things. you’ll have go to pieces, so make sure ur thinking about you’ll be wearing the piece ur about to buy.

FINDING THE GOOD STUFF ;

when shopping i love to go to the mall or online shop but ultimately THRIFTING has my heart. i’ll find these super cute pieces or pieces with loads of potential that i have a vision for, and i’ll DIY it until it’s exactly what i want. that way i have original pieces in my wardrobe that no one else does. it makes me feel like a custom barbie doll 🎀

when shopping i gravitate towards clothes within my color palette (pinks, black, browns, creams). because i know my colors and my palette so well it’s easy for me to mix and match pieces and thinks blend easier. next i check the fabric bcuz even if a piece is cute, if it won’t last i don’t bother wasting my money.

another thing i always make sure to do is try on the piece before purchasing it because the fit is also important. i want the piece to flatter my proportions. another thing i take note of is unique details that elevate that the piece already has or that i can add. some examples include…

faux furs

rhinestones

cute ruffles

always browse beyond the mannequin displays. oftentimes the best pieces are hidden in the back of the rack or in sections you wouldn’t normally check. also, don’t sleep on the kids’ or men’s sections, they have good stuff there too!

NAVIGATING SALES LIKE A PRO ;

sales are such a blessing when u know how to navigate them correctly. when theres a sale make sure to ask yourself if you'd buy that same item at full price. if not, PUT IT DOWNNN. a discount literally means shit if the item is just gonna collect dust in ur closet.

also, know what a real sale is as opposed to a fake one, some stores mark up prices just to mark them down again. do ur research and compare prices to different shops to see if you’re actually getting a deal.

PRO TIP : holiday sales and end-of-season clearances usually have the best markdowns, so that’s when i go all out and stock up...👛💕

ONLINE VS OFFLINE SHOPPING ;

the perks of online shopping include :

better for finding exclusive pieces

online only discounts and promo codes

make sure to check the reviews for something before buying anything!

the perks of offline shopping include :

you can actually try on the pieces

you see the item in person, feel the fabric, its much more intimate and personal

impulse buys are typically less tempting

to get the best from both worlds i'll do some research before shopping in person to check the quality. if I love it, i buy it right then and there. iff it’s cheaper online, i'll order it online.

REWARD SYSTEMS AND MEMBERSHIPS ;

if ur a shopaholic TAKE ADVANTAGE OF MEMBERSHIPS AND REWARD SYSTEMS, especially from shops and boutiques that u frequent.

🎀 keep track of birthday and anniversary sales

🎀 subscribe to emails

🎀 sign up for store memberships

SOME OF MY FAVORITE ONLINE SHOPS ;

🛍️ i.am.gia

🛍️ shou shou cherry

🛍️ princess polly

🛍️ prty grl beauty

🛍️ depop

🛍️ poshmark

🛍️ pieces of porcelain

[shadow4-1]

I'm just imagining helping Gaz upgrade the firewalls on the personal tech of the 141, and accidentally catching glimpses of their search history.

Like, it's not like you're actively trying to look. But the program you're updating has to check all of the websites/servers the 141 has been perusing. If anything is compromised you need to know, Laswell needs to be informed, etc.

Despite his name, Soap's history is bar far the dirtiest and most extensive. His searches consist of pretty much everything that a normal weirdo guy would look up. You're able to ignore most of it but you notice he'd cleared part of his browser data at some point and well...you couldn't help yourself. You check and immediately regret it.

public airsoft fuck

gun tongue fucking

military boot cock stepping

You can't bear to see any more so you delete the rest of his search data for him and move on.

Gaz's search history is surprisingly very normal. You almost snort at how much of a difference it is compared to Soap's. You also come to the realization that he probably already cleared and deleted his history. Then you also realize he probably knows you're looking at everyone's history and probably chose to leave these behind. You feel your face grow hot as you glance down the very short list.

best friends bestfriend blowjob

next door neighbor anal

massage porn

You huff and keep going, next is Price. You breathe a sigh of relief, he only has a couple searches and none of them have demeaning expletives in them. You spare them a passing glance.

Paddling adult film

Thigh high models

You raise a brow. Thigh high models, you could understand, but "paddling"? Like...spanking? With a paddle? You swallow thickly and shake your head. The shibari makes you wince too. Figuring out your Captain was into rope bondage and spanking was too much knowledge for one person.

Shibari classes near me

And, just like you'd expected, Ghost had no search history. You breathe a sigh of relief and do a sweep of the rest of his phone. Nothing. No recently viewed caches, cookies, pictures, or anything. The phone was so well taken care of it might as well have been brand new. You went back to the main browsing page, but before you could close out the app, you notice the page has a bookmark. You open up the bookmark tab and low and behold, there's two links. They look shady but you check them out anyway.

The first one is a cam site. The host of the channel is offline, but judging by their many saved livestreams, they're very active. You decide to turn back, but a very specific thumbnail catches your eye. It's the cammer, but with their mouth stuffed full of a random man's cock. It wouldn't have stopped you in your tracks if a) the man's leg tattoo didn't look so familiar and b) if the cammer didn't look suspiciously like you.

You immediately clear all of the data on the phone, essentially factory resetting it. When Gaz comes back into the tech closet you shove at his chest. He just chuckles and shrugs.

You're never doing this again.

[wheneverfeasible]

Girlie, I'm gonna need some abo recs. Steddie and otherwise. You've got me intrigued

(lowkey browsing your blog for more writing)

Oh! Yes! Hello!

First off, I do want to point out that when using the initials, it’s best to use slashes in-between (a/b/o) as the term without those is actually a slur against the Australian indigenous community. Just something to think about, no hate or anything! ♥️

As for recs, I’ll just stick with Steddie for now as that’s my brainrot ship…

Honestly, anything by @lexirosewrites is fantastic. My personal favorites tho are:

Bad Bet wherein Steve is a secret omega and bet by Tommy to take alpha and freak Eddie Munson to prom as a prank, only to fall for the strange alpha.

Online, Offline (Out of My Mind) where famous actor and secret omega Steve finds his scentmate through an online dating service thanks to Robin.

Bandaids for the Heart where Steve is a pediatric nurse and Eddie is a single dad whose kiddo might be trying to play matchmaker.

And the Sun Will Rise which has Steve as a packless omega suffering through isolation sickness during the zombie apocalypse, until a certain alpha and his pack take him in.

Baby Mine wherein Eddie discovers he’s pregnant and because of past trauma assumes Steve will expect him to get rid of it, so it’s definitely angsty but with sweet comfort and a happy ending.

But really all of their stuff is fantastic.

As for other fics, I heartily recommend Look For the Boy With the Broken Smile, Ask Him if He Wants to Stay Awhile by Eenselwig_98 ( @sunlight-and-moonshine) and honestly it might be time for another reread of this fic for myself too. But Steve is an omega who’s been hurt so many times that he thinks he’s only good enough to fuck and not mate, except Eddie is head over heels for him.

And can’t forget Whatever you want it to be by @just-my-latest-hyperfixation where omega Eddie is slipped a heat triggering drug by Jason who plans to assault him but he’s saved by Steve who offers his assistance with the after effects of the drug.

Build a Life With You by StarsHideYourFires ( @starshideurfics ) which is a historical omegaverse where omega Steve has a secret that leads him to abandoning the socialite life to become a mail order bride to an alpha he never met in a small rural town. (The author has a lot of fics I enjoy, actually, but I’m only sharing finished fics here, but do please check out the other stuff too!)

the potential of us by emchant3d has both enemies-to-lovers and former hookups fake dating as omega Steve and alpha Eddie try to get their besties off their backs about dating each other. Side ship Buckingham.

feel forever its soft fall and swell by hejustlikemefr which is another historical omegaverse that is an Organ Trail kind of au, young omega Steve and older alpha Eddie have a marriage of convenience to help protect Steve.

The Unbearable Horniness of Steve by @fkinkindagauche has that delicious angst of the classic friends-to-lovers and some classic misunderstanding. (The author also has a Harringrove fic called Goldilocks for all you Billy lovers out there.)

It’ll be fine. Probably. by @stevieschrodinger which is a modern au with an omega Eddie who finds out he’s pregnant and returns to Hawkins where he runs into high school crush and current librarian, alpha Steve Harrington. I love this version of Eddie so much.

Good Omega by Batty4Steddie and @spicycinnabun is another excellent omega Eddie fic where alpha Steve is in the band with him and flirt on stage and Steve is ready to finally claim Eddie as his while Eddie…assumes Steve is straight.

And then we have my lovely @katyawriteswhump with so many wonderful offerings that I can’t even attempt to list them, each one full of angst, fluff, humor, and feels.

Honestly there’s so many I loved and enjoyed but I would say these fics and authors are a great place to start. Many of them inspired my own writing so every single one of them is worth checking out. Each have their own style and it makes for such a lovely exploration of a beloved trope.

And I know that there’s more out there, but this is getting a bit long already, so maybe I’ll do another rec list one of these days lol.

Now off to work I must go! I hope you find joy in these favorites of mine just like I did, my dear anon!

Love to all these fantastic and marvelously talented creators! I’m definitely rereading some these rn 🤭

[syscest]

How do you find plural people irl to have hot gay/t4t sex with? I'm too shy irl and it's making me sad lol

i think only someone in a decently queer-safe jurisdiction with relative access to an urban center would say this, so-

same way you do any kind of community outreach for an under-recognised queer label - talk to your local queer groups, online and offline, start your own meetup if there isn't one. "how do I find-" check the autonomous event noticeboards for big nearby libraries, universities - hell, check the marching order of local demonstrations and marches, under nonprofits. if you can hack it, being visibly an odd queer person (even if not *plural*) in your general community spaces is a long con but extremely rarely pays off - we got hit up by a coworker when we quit our previous job this way, turned out to be a system lol.

same way you find any kind of weird queer people for sex locally - loudly announcing the city you live in online (lol), The Apps, going to trans etc meetups if you've got em, going to you-compatible queer events (inc public sex events if you've got em and can hack it), and so forth.

We live in an exceedingly queer city so we're pretty lucky on all of these, but if you're thinking "how the hell do I break into any of this, idk if anything exists where I am" genuinely, use queer hookup/meet apps. Like yeah don't get catfished obviously, but the queer world lives on "a friend of a friend told me" rules - meet people that can tell you about events where you can meet other people.

Of the main options, grindr lets you canvas the local scene MUCH faster than any other option, has an actual browsing mode that isn't smash/pass, and has less of a requirement that you appear "respectable" generally bc of the block-first culture and lack of a dating focus - people will ignore your profile settings/bio and send you their dicks, you learn to block bad-looking profiles before bothering to open their messages.

Say you're a system in your bio, hide your face in photos if there's an outing risk (you can always send them first-message once you've checked you don't know someone irl), say "tell me about local [kind of queer you are] events/meets!" there too, filter your browse by age, and by gender - select non-binary and manually add the gendered trans tags (systems and people who know them are just. far more likely to outwardly be trans/genderfluid - I bet you are too), and then start blocking every boring looking profile you see until only the weird and interesting ones remain. (you get more free results this way in a way that narrowing your filter doesn't allow).

Again, we live in an EXCEEDINGLY queer city but uh. we've encountered *fifteen* other systems this year (most of them NOT labelled on profiles) this way. even if you're not that lucky, you might find some overly accepting trans furries :P close enough

[maryymaruu]

The Watcher release is neigh!! [ NOTICE ]

And so I also need to quickly address some things!

I know many of my mutuals might go offline to avoid spoilers, so to you I say good luck, and see you again later! <3

However, I am here for the spoilers- I want to know everything about The Watcher!! I'm unable to play it myself, so do feel free to spoil me!

So as a heads-up, please do be careful browsing my profile, as I am likely to talk about The Watcher spoilers! I will tag anything even slightly related to The Watcher with tags #the watcher and #spoilers as well as hide the contents under a cut.

Happy playing to PC users, and best of patience to console players!!

[swishbishbosch]

Yet Another Major Revamp: Semi-Realism Edition + make-your-own toolkit!🥳

🐸 DOWNLOAD: SFS / MIRROR

This is an edit of Phaenoh' Realistic Major to Career Linking BUT with the following BENEFITS:

🌟 NOT REALISTIC... BUT MAXIS-REALISM: this edit made the ideal careers for each major somewhat logical and coherent (consult the table below for the changes) yet respects the internal logic of the game because Maxis' humor is underrated, slacker and criminal are treated as serious career pathways in this game so why not 🤩

🌟 ALL MAJORS BALANCED ⚖️: frustrated with the lack of benefits that some majors offer compared to others? want an easier time being a job-hopper?? what do you mean my skills aren't transferable in this market??? WELL:

All majors are now supporting at least 5 or more careers

Art [6]: Adventurer, Architecture, Artist, Culinary, Gamer, Slacker

Bio [5]: Athletic, Medicine, Natural Sci, Ocean, Science

Drama [6]: Athletic, Dance, Entertainment, Law, Politics, ShowBiz

Econ [5]: Business, Criminal, Music, Politics, Show Biz

History [5]: Adventurer, Artist, Law, Military, Politics

Lit [6]: Artist, Edu, Entertainment, Journalism, Law Enf, Music

Math [6]: Business, Culinary, Edu, Gamer, Natural Sci, Science

Philo [5]: Culinary, Law Enf, Music, Paranormal, Slacker

Physics [5]: Athletic, Dance, Medicine, Ocean, Science

PolSci [5]: Intelligence, Journalism, Law, Military, Politics

Psych [6]: Architecture, Business, Criminal, Edu, Intelligence, Paranormal

All careers are now supported by 2 or more majors, only the Politics career is supported by 4 (cause Maxis' choice was so good I didn't want to touch it!)

8 careers that require degree (only available for graduate): Architecture, Education, Intelligence, Law, Medicine, Nat Sci, Oceanography, Science.

🌟 OTHER INFOS:

🎓 You'll need UNI EP 🎓

Credits: Phaenoh (for the base mod I edited and the tutorial!), SimPE

Conflicts:

mods that lock/unlock degree requirement like Lamare's getUniCareerWithoutEducation

any mods do the same thing (Belladovah's, Phaenoh's & Cyjon's) which you might want to consider shopping around first before picking mine so look below 🛍️🛒👀

also conflicts with lauratje86's but their mod works with default replacement majors so it can't be covered here, check it out though!

note: Cyjon altered some majors' names and skill requirements (he also hates Philosophy methinks), Phaenoh offers a different version that changes which career requires degree (just like mine but ADDED Business), Belladovah offers Education version in which every major benefits the Education career.

📁 MOD RESOURCE: Linking Maxis Majors & Degrees to Maxis Career Toolkit 🥳

🎯 Difficulty: EASY (no modding experience needed)

It's easier to customize own or track which majors your career is linked to with a bunch pre-made templates right???

Download my edited mod as a base & start making edits 📝 Have these templates to easily cross-reference 0x2(2) values you need to change in SimPE following PHAENOH'S TUTORIAL.

The templates will look like the 2 tables you see above, they are available in:

odt (highly recommended, easy to use word doc file with Phaenoh's tutorial included)

md (markdown file)

csv (for both of the tables you see above)

Comparison Table - use to compare your edits to MAXIS original Career By Major Table - work out which major supports your career and calculate 0x2(2) values

4. zip (for SiYuan users to import, highly rec because I used that program to make the tables, it's Notion but ✨uglier and offline✨)

🐸 DOWNLOAD (browse what you need): SFS / MIRROR

[bob3160]

Shortcuts vs PWAs - Unlock the Surprising Truth Behind These Game-Changi...

[uniwritesfiction]

Torn (Megatron/D16 x Reader)

A/N: Based only on Transformers One. WARNING: Contains abuse, cussing, trauma, etc. Read at your own risk.

You were back on Iacon. You had scoured the destruction left over in the city. The city lay as you remembered it, crumbled, beaten and blasted. This was all the Decepticons’ doing as proven justice for that traitor, Sentinel. Everything was plastered with his image, and it all had to be brought down.

As you walked along the debris, you saw not far were the Autobots. However, last time you remembered, they were alive. They had claimed Iacon for themselves. They, too, were part of the city, all ruined and blown apart. You gasped aloud and ran over to them.

Each Autobot’s cog was ripped out. Some groaned in agony as they tried to crawl, others lay still, unable to move. You scanned each Autobot until one with a blue and red coating shone out to you. You recognized the bot as you raced over to him.

Plopping down by Orion, you leaned down, hearing a faint voice. “Orion?” you said. “Orion? What’s going on? Are you ok?”

Orion perked his head up. “Hey,” he said, his optics beaming brightly, surprised. “You came back. Where’s Megatron and the High Guard?”

“We’ll talk about them later. What happened here?” you stammered, browsing back at the fallen Autobots.

“Sen….Sentinel,” Orion coughed. “He came back.”

Your eyes widen. “How? Megatron…”

“…was a decoy,” Orion said before his eyes widened in fear and he pointed. “Look out!”

You immediately whipped around to see an energy laser aimed right towards both of you. Quickly, you tried to move Orion along with you, but Orion pushed you aside and he took the blow. He tumbled up into the air for a few seconds and crashed down.

“Orion?!” you whimpered as you got up. You could only see the mists and smoke from where he once laid.

BOOM!

The ground shook beneath you. You held your breath as an eerie, dreaded feeling rose up in you. You knew who it was. You refused to turn around. You couldn’t give him the satisfaction. Especially if this is what he had done… you could only imagine what he would do to you.

“Well, well… if it isn’t my little mini con,” Sentinel chuckled, prowling over to you.

Your core overheats, the circuitry all around your body zaps dangerously. Your metal plates were locked frozen, only your optics could move around.

He was back… how did he come back…

“Now then,” Sentinel said. “I think it’s only fair that I give you a proper punishment for all that you and your little buddies have done. However, you on the other hand… you deserve oh so much more than just a mere… offline.”

“Sentinel, I,” you began, trembling violently, enough to where you can hear your plating rattle.

“Nu-uh, no buts,” Sentinel purred, his head shaking side to side. “Just do me a favor… hold still… and…”

His hands grasped your shoulder, crushing it. Your processor stimulated alerts around your body, yet with a petrified adrenaline spike, you were paralyzed, unsure to move or high tail it out of there. It would only be a matter of time; he could possibly grab hold of you via your alt mode had you attempted to run or slam you down.

And no matter how much a blooming urge rose to fight him, to get back at him for all he had done… you were terrified if he could overpower you just like last time. And even though you had fought back, he had molded your body to respond to him naturally.

“Wake up!”

You attempted at least one fight back. “Let go of me!” you snarled, shaking your shoulder, but Sentinel had whirled you around to face him. You raised your hand to plop out in hoping to stop him, but he clutched your wrist and tugged it aside.

“I said wake up!”

“No!” you stammered, shutting your optics, titling your head away. “No! I won’t…”

“Wake up! Now!”

The shake of your shoulders startled your optics open to see….. It was Megatron.

Blinking your optics rapidly, you zoomed them around, recognizing you were back at the High Guard’s original hiding spot. You glanced around to see that the rest of the High Guard were either chatting, roughing one another up, or patrolling. And you were on one of the platforms, in stasis.

“What…I…” you said, reminiscing the dream you had. “Where am I? I thought…” You peered down to see Megatron’s hand was on your shoulder, still vehemently swaying you.

“We’re leaving soon,” he huffed. “If you don’t want to be left behind, you better wake up now.” He let go of your shoulder and walked away.

And figuratively (and literally) he was giving you the cold shoulder. As usual. Honestly, he had every right not to trust you.

You HAD been once… Sentinel’s lackey. One of the few bots who was his lapdog, obeying every order he had issued. Keep track of any miners who were caught slacking off? Check. Make sure nobody took any energon home? Check. Mandatory curfew? Check. Aka… you were the invisible spy, should the supervisors fail to catch anything.

Despite enjoying your job, you have found a few downfalls with it. Some of the miners avoided you, even being cogless like them. They mumbled to themselves to run as soon as they saw you or ignored you. Heck, even when you went to talk to them casually, they responded about how much energon they had acquired by thanking Sentinel for all he did. Some of their words hurt, such as one you caught talking about you were one of the few cogless working with Sentinel just to get “higher” up. And you did that by kissing his rear end instead of them who ACTUALLY earned their stars.

And Elita? Oh boy, she rammed your audials off about the overtime she was happy to do, no major accidents since day whatever and the surplus of energon she got once she led a squad of 3 miners.

And for those with the cogs? They were even worse. The racers bragged about being the fastest. The guards were arrogant. And the soldiers loved to go around and pick on whoever they could, whether it be themselves or the cogless.

There was one incident with Darkwing. The idiot had gone off to MacCadam’s to sip some more drinks, forgetting about his shift to supervise the miners. You were ordered by Sentinel to go find him and once you did, he was not a happy camper. He was doing his best to wobble himself sober but he was embarrassed as the bots had begun to laugh at the fact that he screwed up. And he took it out all on you.

“Don’t think just because you’re Sentinel’s… little handy, doesn’t mean you’re with us,” he hissed once you followed him out of the bar. He stubbed a digit at your chassis which you covered quickly, hiding your exposed cog.

“I’m aware,” you said, dusting your chassis as if he left a print. “I’m just doing what Sentinel tells me to do.”

“Yeah, for a cogless,” Darkwing muttered. “I still can’t believe he hired you.”

“He trusts me to…”

“Trust you to get the job done but… down at the bottom, you’ll always be,” Darkwing hissed as he transformed and flew off.

And this was how you met D16 and Orion. The check up on Darkwing was your last thing to do. Once you had clocked out, you had gone to one of the recreation centers, pounding your way at one of the arcades. “Miners… racers… guards,” you had grumbled, clashing your digits on the buttons and jittering the joystick. It was a brand new one and you were determined to beat it…. As if it was Darkwing’s faceplate. You were so focused on it with your faceplate glued to the screen you almost hit someone when you felt a servo on your shoulder patting.

“Hey there, I think you’re supposed to aim for the…”

You whirled around and snapped. “What? I know how to play!” At that moment, the arcade beeped, signaling your game was over. You turned to see you still hadn’t gotten up there with the other high scores. You facepalmed yourself before glancing up again to see the bots before you. “All right, which one of you was the one who made me…”

They were miners. They were similar in height, one silver and black and the other red and blue. Your optics peered at both of them and then turned to the game. “Oh… I… I’m sorry,” you said, realizing what it was about. It occurred to you that you were sort of acting like Darkwing, except you were off work but… still, you couldn’t imagine if they would tease you about Sentinel’s lackey having a breakdown over a game. Never mind you couldn’t even beat the game. “I just ran out of shanix so…you guys can play now.”

“No, it’s all good,” the silver bot said as he went up to the arcade and inserted a shanix. “First time playing or can't you beat the high score?”

You shrugged. “I…” you mumbled, unsure how to answer but embarrassed.

The silver bot laughed. “No matter, we figured you could use some help. It’s a hard game but it’s worth it.” He cracked his fingers as they curled around the controls.

“D’s played this game over a hundred times,” the red bot commented. “He once beat a cog bot’s record and ever since then, cogs have been coming in trying to beat it.”

You watched in fascination as D’s fingers were fast at the controls, and he was getting a high score. Like you, he was glued to the screen, but his optics were quick like lightning, detecting where to score for more points. He stopped a bit, stretching his digits.

“Wanna give it a try?” D asked as he then backed away from the machine.

From there, as soon as you were off work, you snuck out to hang out with them. They never mistreated you or pecked you off. They saw you as one of them.

The memory had now faded as you rubbed your head, seeing the High Guard transform, either rolling onto their tires or flying up into the air. You morphed into your vehicle mode and followed along with the rest of them. You glanced ahead to see Megatron was heading the way.

You gulped as you veered to one of the High Guards. “What’s going on?” you asked.

“There’s been some new energon caves he found on the other side of Cybertron,” he answered. “We’re going to mine it and create a new city there. Kaon? We’re still working on names. Anyway, this will show those little scrubs back on Iacon that they better watch it. And the Quintessons also got another thing coming.”

“Oh, well, finally. A new home.”

“Yeah, only for those who are Decepticons….”

“I mean, of course…”

“You say that now, but it’ll only be a matter of time before you’ll backstab us, I bet. After all, you did work for Sentinel.”

Keeping your mouth shut, you sped up forward, a shock spiraling in your chassis as you tried to focus on where the path led.

It took a few weeks for Kaon to be built but it was getting there. As soon as the energon caves were discovered, Megatron wasted no time in ordering everyone to start digging to plan out the layout. You advised the Decepticons to the best of your abilities of what you had remembered what Sentinel had implemented. Megatron had the last word of approval, yet he allowed most of it to continue, as he was too busy figuring out how to get back at the Quintessons and Optimus.

At least there was plenty of energon to be shared, though there were often fights among the cons, especially with those that were reckless and those that were cunning.

“Hey, that’s mine!” one of the Decepticons grumbled when you had announced that work was done for the day. He was already charging at the other who plucked it out of his servos and the two were already locked in battle.

As the other cons cheered on, you took this as an opportunity to take some refined ones at the front. Quietly, you snuck them close against your chassis as you eyed over all of Kaon, the rival of Iacon. Its skyscrapers, even if incomplete, soared into the sky with a midnight blue-purple sky, darkening the landscape. And every structure was coated in some sort of jagged spikes, with a luminous silver touch. You spotted ahead the headquarters, a temporary base fit for only Megatron and those of his closest subjects.

Entering inside, you spotted Starscream arguing with Shockwave and Soundwave about who was second in charge (as usual). You passed by them but stopped as you peeked to see a door open. Titling your helm inside, it was Megatron.

He was caught in a moment it seemed. His hands were clasping together as he sat, lost in deep thought. You could’ve sworn under your audials that he was muttering something. Something about him wishing he could still go back. He just wanted to return to Iacon, hug Orion and bring about the lies Sentinel had spread…

Until an energon cube fell from your pile and it hit your foot, causing you to yelp. Megatron whipped his head up to see you at the doorway. His eyes squinted at first but then he sighed, rolling his eyes, recognizing you.

You dropped down to pick up the fallen energon cube. “Sorry my lord,” you said. “I… I was just worried. You seemed… occupied and…I…. I’ll… never mind.”

“Are those energon cubes for the rest of us?” Megatron asked, warding off all of what you had said.

“Oh…. yeah… I… just took some for us to have extras in case,” you said, averting your eyes down to look at them. “We got done early. I…I…”

“Just remember to put it in the safe. I don’t want that idiot Starscream to binge on them again.”

He was still refusing to look at you.

You nodded. “Yes, my lord.”

“And one more thing.”

You tilted your head up.

Now he was looking at you. “When we finish building this city… don’t think that you are free to leave. You will be working under me, got it?”

You took a deep breath. The way he now stood up looking at you… suddenly he was Sentinel before your eyes. Sentinel was grinning at you, and you were quivering. He sprawled over to you, towering above. “I expect you to follow my command, got it?” Sentinel hissed.

You nodded slowly, preparing to bolt out of there.

“What’s wrong?” Sentinel asked. “Do I have to remind you where you belong?”

Suddenly, you opened your eyes to see Megatron was back. “Why are you still standing there?” he huffed, annoyed.

Without a word, you bolted.

It was late at night back at Iacon. You were at the terminals, overlooking the city. You had some last-minute reports to do before clocking out. You smiled as you remembered you were previously hanging out with D16 and Orion again. There was another new arcade at the recreation center and D was all over it. Once more, he showed off his skills.

Then you all got some energon at MacCadam’s and were mouthing away about the crazy adventures Orion was up to. Orion had snuck again into the archives to rewatch about the Primes. D was the only one looking out for him whenever he was getting chased by the guards.

“And there was the time when he decided to sneak into the Prime Grand Museum to get all gooey eyes over the new statue to Alpha Trion. I had him posing like one of those figures outside. It was hilarious,” D laughed.

Orion rolled his eyes. "I almost fell on my bottom thanks to you,” he grumbled.

You wheezed hard, holding yourself. “Haha, oh that's too good. Oh Primus. You guys are too much.”

“Well, I'm going to grab some energon,” Orion said. “You two just wait here.” He gave D a hand signal, flapping both of his hands like wings. D frowned for a bit, wondering what it meant. Orion coughed, did it again and when it didn't register, he literally pointed to another bot with wings.

“Mech. Wings. Nghh!” Orion mumbled and flapped his hands again. “You know…...code!”

D made an O mouth as Orion then skidded away.

“What was that all about?” you asked confused.

“Nothing, uhm… he's just being a weirdo,” D said. “You know, you never told us where you work.”

If your cheeks could turn red, they would. No way in hell… could they know. While you were sure they weren’t like some of the other miners, still, what if suddenly, they turned their backs on you? Or did bots start picking on them for hanging out with you? All for them to try to kiss up to Sentinel like you were.

“Oh, uhh, I uhh…. Work…. In an office!” you stammered, shaking your drink around. “Yeah! Administration. Boring work. It’s just a bunch of numbers, data pads and oh goodness, reports. Ugh!”

D shrugged. “Well, at least you don’t gotta suffer energon explosions like us miners do.”

“Oh come on! You guys get some action down there. And the people you get to talk to everyday. People over where I work, they just talk you down… worse is… you try to even be friends with the others you’re in charge of….they treat you like you’re also the enemy.” You stared at your drink gloomily. “I…I wish I could stand up to them and let them know the truth about how I feel.”

“Like Darkwing,” D groaned. “Wish I could tell him a thing or two. He gets on my nerves. He’s always going around, telling us we haven’t made a quota, to work ten times harder, oh and you are all cogless… like that’s supposed to scare me.”

“I know him too well,” you mumbled.

“You do? He works in administration too?”

“I mean,” you said, realizing your words. “He… just comes in to yell at us about if our numbers are right too!” You imitated Darkwing’s voice. “Those miners down there don’t know what they’re doing! You guys better be tallying it right too! If I find out if any of you are slacking off and typing in the wrong number quota by accident, it’s off to the mines with you!”

“Well, we have something in common,” D said. “Plotting our revenge against the dastardly cogs and their vile schemes to overthrow us miners.”

You scoffed. “Think you can take him on?”

“Nah, though no doubt I bet you wouldn’t.”

“Ok, you’re right on that.”

You both shared a laugh.

You raised an eyebrow. “I swear though, every time I’m down here, it just feels so… comfortable. I used to think miners would avoid me but in reality, you treat one another like family. I’ve worked with some racers and they’re just as bad as the guards.”

“Hey, I know some of us aren’t as great,” D said. “Especially when it comes to the higher ups like Darkwing. Orion can get very mouthy with him but… if you treat us just right, we’ll treat you back with the same respect.” He turned to smile at you.

You chuckled. “Well, miner… you get to have all the fun, then I bet.”

D laughed before then nudging you. “Ok, Admin. I’ll show you some real fun.” He slammed some shanix down on the counter. “Let’s make it a bet. Chugging down the MacCadam’s special. Loser gets to carry the other home!”

You nudged him back. “You’re on!”

That night ended with you and D flat on your butts. Orion had come back to find you both giggling like idiots, blasted by the drink.

You shook your head as the memory faded and you got to work on the terminal. Suddenly, the door opened, and Sentinel walked in. You sat up, shocked.

“Sentinel, sir!” you said, saluting. “I… what are you doing here?”

“Came to see my favorite worker, what else?” Sentinel said, walking around the office. “So, how’s the quota doing? Are we making progress on the oil? What about the energon harvest? Is it accurate? Electricity holding up?”

You double checked the data on your terminal, typing away furiously. “Yes! Yes! And yes… everything’s been up to schedule. Miners have doubled, oil is up by 50% and it’s been 345 days since we’ve had a power outage.”

“That’s why I trust you to do this,” Sentinel said, flashing his signature smile. He treads closer to your desk. You frown, glancing up at him. “Was there something else, sir?”

Sentinel clears his throat. “Oh, nothing, though I have been hearing word about you… hanging out with miners?”

You gulped, unsure how to answer this. “I… well… There are a few who I check in to make sure their supervisors are reporting the data. It’s nothing really, sir.”

“Yeah, uh-huh, I bet.” Sentinel was now behind you, staring down at Iacon behind the windowpane. You took this as an initiative to turn to your terminal, pretending to be occupied with numbers. You felt circuits racing inside you. You felt strange feeling this way, fearing Sentinel would be mad at you. Why would he anyway? He was always proud of what you’ve done. Unless it was stupid ass Darkwing being a hall monitor. And even then, you were great at your job!

“So uhh… you wanna explain what happened at MacCadam’s then? A little birdie told me that you were having a little too much fun there.”

Shit.. well, no doubt it was Darkwing. Fucker probably came in when you were drunk.

“Ok, fine, it was just one drink,” you said, nervously. “Sir, please, I was blasted but I didn’t say anything bad. It wasn’t about you or anything. I wouldn’t do anything to tarnish your reputation or image. I mean, you’re a Prime. I know a few who don’t like you but I’m indifferent, I support you. And I never dared spill anything about the data we collected.”

“How often have you been hanging out with those miners?”

Fucking Darkwing. “I… it’s only occasionally, sir. Are you worried about… mixing business with pleasure?”

Sentinel titled his head up. “Something like that…”

“I clocked in on time. I never told the miners anything else about what goes on in administration. I keep whatever at work away when I’m out in Iacon. Please, sir, I would never do anything to cause harm to…”

“…I’m more concerned about the miner who put his arm around you.”

What…

You blinked rapidly. “Wait.. are you talking about..D?” You recalled then how D had wrapped his arm around you when Orion had settled you both down on a bench, trying to figure out when the next train would be coming. You sat by D, laughing hard as you held onto his arm.

“Holy Primus, that drink CRUNKED you up,” you howled.

D roared with hilarity before wrapping his arms around you. You scoffed, trying to push him away. “D, you silly miner, stahp. You insane, you know?”

“I like hugs,” D said, nearing his helm onto your chassis which you playfully scooted him away. “Like I like youuuuuuuu.”

You kept pushing him off of you, but it only resulted in you tumbling down with him onto the ground, Orion yelling at both of you to knock it off.

“He’s just a friend, sir,” you replied. “It’s nothing more than that. I mean, we were drunk, but I handled myself just fine.”

Sentinel’s wings arched up. He obviously didn’t like that answer. “I see,” he said, now turning around to you, with a fake ass smile.

Something about that smile now boiled your core. It was as if you suddenly surged with a charge of energon, warning you that danger was coming. You felt the urge to move but your legs were locked. You were trembling inside.

Sentinel walked slowly over to you before nodding. “So,” he said, clasping his hands. “Here’s the deal: I don’t want you hanging out with those miners. Clear?”

You frowned. “I… sure?” you said. “He’s just a friend. It didn’t go any farther than…”

“I think you missed what I said. I don’t want you hanging out with them. Clear?”

“Sir, I swear, nothing happened that impacted the jeopardy of my work.”

“Ok, one more try with urgency,” Sentinel groaned, leaning forward. “I really could care less about who you hang out with but when I give a direct command for you to follow, you listen, ok?”

At that moment, you knew you should’ve shut up, but you kept babbling on. Why was he being so unfair? You had so much proof that you were doing everything by the book and keeping boundaries. Not to mention, no longer to see Orion or D? What did they do to prevent you from seeing them?

“Sir, they’re just miners! It isn’t like they’re my lovers or…”

Sentinel’s optics flickered. You immediately shut your derma, noticing that one of his servos had landed on the table and the other was on your knee. You were not only scared but now weirded out. He's never touched you like this. The only time would be to shake hands or a friendly pat.

Sentinel glared at your face. “You know I expected better than you to continue to question me,” he hissed. “Especially coming from my own secretary.” His servo traveled up from the knee to your thigh edging to your hips. You quivered, the plates rattling in your body.

“Sir?” you whimpered.

“Shh, shh, you asked why and I'm happy to answer,” Sentinel cooed as his servo went up the side of your chassis towards your face where it rested. “Now… Why don’t I show you why.” Without warning, he gripped onto your shoulder, lifted you up and pulled you to follow him.

“Where…. where are we going?” you asked. You quietly attempted to free yourself of his grip, but he hardened it as he continued to lead you away.

“To my quarters,” Sentinel said happily. “You want to know why.”

You both approached the doors to his quarters. He opened one of the doors, shoved you inside and then closed it.

“Now then… this time listen and obey.”

You shook yourself awake once the dream was over. You pressed a servo to your chassis as you eyed around your berth. It was late at night. It was mostly quiet with the occasional clash of metal, some of the cons were still working on building up Kaon. Wiping some fluid off of your helm, you got up to peek at this from your berth. You watched this a bit before then walking out, heading to the balcony that oversaw its construction.

Once outside, you sat down and looked over the city, sighing.

The dream reminded you why you were horrified by Sentinel so much. After he had “reminded” you, you had dared never to go see D or Orion. You made sure you had avoided crossing into them via the stations.

Yet, even with avoiding them, Sentinel had continued to remind you. He would call you up on the intercom to go into his quarters. Every time your visits with him were over, he would have you go to your room to think about what you had done before then sending you off to one of the medics to be fixed.

It eventually died down, but you always were scared of Sentinel, fearing the day he would get pissed off and call you in.

The last time you had seen D was at the Iacon 5000. You had gone to grab a seat and seen D and Orion amongst everyone.

“Hey, look,” D said, nodding in your direction. Immediately, you dashed off, holding onto your shoulder.

It was more painful when you learned from Sentinel that D and Orion had died from their wounds from participating in the Iacon 5000. “See… this is why I told you I don’t want you seeing those miners anymore,” he said. “You see the trouble I was trying to save you from… why I had to remind you.”

You nodded, oil leaking from your optics as you gripped onto your arm, rubbing the plates.

It was about 2 days later, your life would change. Sentinel had commanded you to triple check all quota, harass the miners to work harder and no bot would take a break. As you rushed to confirm all the numbers, you suddenly felt the ground shake beneath you. Frowning, you glanced up to see that the entrance was nearly destroyed in the office. You walked out to the main hall to see it was happening.

“What the heck?” you asked, seeing bots fighting one another. You didn’t even recognize some of them, other than some of Sentinel’s soldiers…. And the High Guard? Sentinel told you that they all died when fighting the Quintessons.

One soldier charged forward, attacking what appeared to be a silver bot. The silver bot caught a hold of the soldier and flung him over the balcony. Peering, you frowned at the bot. “D?” you asked, confused.

He had changed. As he was silver all over aside the red beneath his chassis and black on his legs, he was taller, and he was sporting a cannon on his arm. He turned over to you, glaring.

You shook your head as you recognized the familiar yellow eyes. “Sentinel said you died from your racing wounds,” you whispered.

D huffed. “Take her,” he said, nodding to two High Guards. Frowning, you backed away but were picked up by them. They led you over to a platform, holding onto you tightly.

You watched the battle happen all over Iacon. You were there when D had thrown Orion into one of the giant holes. How D claimed to be Megatron and led waste over Iacon. He swiftly killed Sentinel. Even Elita and Bee couldn’t calm him down.

All was revealed what had happened… but even then, with all the hurt you held in your body, understanding D’s pain, even you couldn’t get him to stop.

“D,” you begged, shoving yourself from the High Guards, hoping he could hear you. “Stop!” As much as a part of you was relieved now that Sentinel’s crime was paid, you were worried about the destruction he was leaving behind. He was taking his anger out on everyone… like Sentinel had to tokenize his power over you. “It’s over now! What are you doing?”

D stopped, huffing. “What am I doing?” he hissed. “I’m tearing down whatever he left his touch here. I’m wiping out any of his admirers who still worship him. Nothing should be left of him here.”

“Does that include me,” you growled. “Because I worked for him? Does that make me an enemy?”

D gritted his teeth. “You knew what he was doing. You’re just as guilty. I can’t believe you never told us. Yeah, I learned it all from Sentinel. Now I see why. You really were trying to ride on his wings to get up to the sun… but look where you ended up… falling down.”

You bit your lip, staying silent, helm down. “You will be no different from him…. If you don’t stop,” you hissed.

D’s blood red eyes beamed brightly. “Get her out of my sight,” he demanded. “And take her as a prisoner.”

The High Guards then took you away. Last you remembered was overseeing the majority of bots still running, screaming and begging the other High Guards to stop. Towers exploded with beams and missiles, raining down glass and debris. You glanced to see then something blue shining up. You peeked to see it was Orion and then before you knew it, the High Guards had taken you away.

And now here you are. Working for the newly formed Decepticons. D thought you would be better off alive, especially with your knowledge of administration in Iacon, so he figured to use whatever intelligence you had to acquire energon and orderly qualities to make Kaon.

While D was far from being as abusive as Sentinel, you knew time would only tell when he would reveal his true colors.

You traveled over from the balcony to the entrance of the base. You took some steps down outside, eyeing Kaon. It still needed some work, but it was slowly getting there. Maybe in a month or so, it will be complete. As you eyed around the city, you felt a chill enter your body. You knew then it had to be someone behind you. Turning around, you spotted that it was Megatron.

You quickly stood up, holding yourself up. “Sir, I… couldn’t sleep. Just keeping an eye on things here,” you said, turning away.

Megatron walked over to you, standing by your side. His optics grazed over Kaon. He kept quiet for a bit. You dared not to disturb the silence. A part of you wanted to ask why, even for all of what Sentinel had done. You hated what he did to you for sure but to destroy Iacon? And the fact that he nearly killed Orion? You felt mixed but turned your head away.

“After Kaon’s completion, we should be ready for more settlements,” Megatron said. “We’ll definitely need a second should the Quintessons think about attacking us.” He turned to you, noticing you looking away. He scoffed. “Did Sentinel ever mention anything else about them?”

You shook your head. “No, sir.” You paused, unsure to continue or not.

Megatron paused for a few until he spoke again. “I thought he would have,” he said, folding his arms. “He often turned to you in assurance of the energon.”

“Anything regarding the Quintessons was only between him and Airachnid,” you said. “Sentinel didn’t trust anyone, not even me. I… was just there to make sure things were kept in check.”

“All for what? To get up higher?” he snarled.

You shook your head. “I did like what any miner, racer, any Transformer was doing back in Iacon. We were just doing what our programming said. We didn’t question it; we went with it. You don’t think I was fed with lies as well? Or are you too busying riding the hate wagon for Sentinel so you can be like he was, a tyrant!”

You turned to Megatron with fury but immediately snapped your derma shut, looking away. You knew you had crossed the barrier and from the glance on his face, he was pissed off.

Megatron took a deep breath. “Watch whom you’re speaking to,” he warned. “Or I’ll reconsider where you stand.”

You glanced away at him, fearful. However, to him, this was you avoiding acknowledging him.

“I am speaking to you,” Megatron said. “Look at me.”

You still refused, wincing, picking at one of your loose platings. Suddenly, you felt him pull you around and you were facing him.

“I said, look at me!” Megatron snapped. “Don’t think because you were Sentinel’s lackey, means you’re above me. He’s gone. And for another thing, you work for me now, so start obeying your superior!”

Suddenly, it was as if he was Sentinel. The way Sentinel had grabbed you that time when he forbade you to see D and Orion. Except of course this was Megatron's servos on your shoulders, still, in a flash he was Sentinel in your eyes.

“Please no,” you begged as you recalled now what Sentinel had done to you when he pulled you into his quarters. “Let go of me!” You rattled your servo from his hold. Megatron wasn’t letting go.

“You will learn to obey, soldier!” he roared, pulling you towards him.

Screaming, you immediately raised your other hand to hit him. “I said, let go!”

Megatron was quick to lock his hold on your other servo. You glanced up to see the beams of his optics glowing dangerously, ready to pounce at any moment. You foolishly still tried to break it off, kicking your legs at him. Without a word of warning, Megatron lifted you up and crashed you into the ground.

You yelped as you thrash around, panicking. “Please, no! I’m sorry, sir! I won’t hang out with them again!” you wailed. “Please no!” You cowered, shoving your helm into your chassis.

Megatron vented viciously, his back crouched, prepared to assault should you fight again but then it softened seeing you curl up. You were truly scared of him. A part of him loved it, seeing you terrified that he was about to deliver a tremendous blow. Slowly though, D rose up in him. He glimpsed down to see you sobbing loudly, quaking. It was like a caged animal, attempting to break free.

Slowly, Megatron let go of your wrists, eyeing you down. Feeling yourself free, you shook yourself around but kept a watchful eye on him, slowly backing away.

Megatron glanced once more at your form, inspecting every piece of metal plating. Something was off. He tampered a loose piece on your arm.

You whimpered, jutting away the touched metal plating. Now reaching forward, he touched the plate again and noticed the paint had worn off. Carefully, he swiped more of it and then saw the paint had covered up scratches. He swiped off more to reveal dents and marks.

His eyes widened. “Did he do this?” he asked.

You nodded slowly. Suddenly, one of his digits scraped against another plating, this one on the shoulder and seemed more loose than the others. Pulling it back, he noticed a deeper battered gash. Megatron gasped.

You continued to shiver, wondering if he was now going to go off about you for being weak. That it was your fault you didn't stand up to Sentinel. Or why didn't you say anything. You were so tempted to rush off but you were terrified if he would stop you and do so much worse.

“Why?” Megatron said, confused. “I thought….I thought….”

You sniffed. “He told me to stop seeing you two. And then he…. He showed me every day why. He made me cover these in paint or get new cheap platings to hide them.” You gulped. “If you’re going to be like him… then you got it right.” You curled back up into your position.

And then you felt him grab you, tugging closer and…his arms wrapped around you. You took a deep breath when he did this. You weren't sure what to do.

Looking up at him, you noticed then his optics were closed. His faceplate had shown no anger but… Sorrow? You wondered if it was D behind all this. Never would Megatron do this, but D would.

It made you feel comfortable so at the moment you leaned your helm on his chassis and closed your optics.

After a while, Megatron pushed you back and overlooked your frame again. “You will be trained better,” he said, though not sure if to himself or you. “I'll have them overlook those parts to get you upgrades.”

You nodded.

Megatron then walked away but stopped. “After your upgrades… I want you to join Starscream in the new training facility. We will oversee your abilities. And then you will report to me where I will oversee your training with weaponry.”

You watched him resume back to heading to the headquarters. A part of you wanted to run and hug him yet you stood still. You knew D wasn't back, it was only Megatron. And still.

“…thank you… my lord,” you said bowing.

Megatron's face shifted into a small grin. And it made your spark flutter. For you recognized the grin was D's.

“Dismiss. Go get some sleep, rookie,” he said as he now headed inside.

He knew now you had suffered as much as he did. And he would make everyone pay for what they did to you. And you knew even for a small victory, somewhere deep inside him, D still lived.

A/N: Hope you all enjoyed reading this! Trying to get back into the flow of writing for fun!