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copper-caster · 3 months ago

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TF Failsafe Coding AU

The concept of this continuity soup AU is that Warframes, particularly warframes with slave coding can trigger a heat/rut through submitting to a stronger opponent in battle.

It makes them limp and pathetic, unable to activate their weapon systems, just about able to string a sentence together between chirrups of binary, the only hard part of them is their spike so it's easier for the victor to cart them off. They'll just mewl and roll around on their back to present their spikes, a failsafe to deter the victor from just killing them. However, if a mech has been on a winning streak & suddenly looses it forcibly activates.

This is inspired by a Tokyo Ghoul Fanfic Series I've been reading particularly the fic ( https://archiveofourown.org/works/48210463/chapters/121576942 ) I recommend reading that entry even if you're unfamiliar with the source material it's absolutely fantastic. Also this is somewhat inspired by my love of the X-Men & Ajin: Demi-human.

Maybe it was something conjured up by the Quintessons during their occupation to deter more violent troops from killing their coworkers because if they lost they'd become docile for a time & if they won they'd end up sparked, harder to cause trouble that way. The quints also found it's excellent entertainment at parties.

Anyway in the modern day Gladiators have to wear chastity devices because there's no way that the arena masters are giving people a free show, instead if a bot drops into heat they'll be carted out of the arena to a private afterparty for the high society bots to attend.

The managers don't want their star champions to end up sparked & have to take a break from performing.

Sometimes Gladiators can even be rented out to private arenas in Senator's homes or high end nightclubs for Fight & Spike parties where the fight is just an appetizer for the main event of watching some hulking warframe present themselves begging to be touched. Ridden or pounded by the victor, often pumped up on aggression inducing drugs, then turned over to the guests. That's all perfectly legal, in the gladiatorial contracts even, ignore that little detail about most of them signing said contracts under duress. What isn't legal is using these Gladiators as studs for the breeding of trafficked unregistered Outliers.

Which is where our intrepid undercover investigative journalist Orion Pax comes in. He's gotten into one of these parties to investigate the possible links to the disappearances of prominent Outliers & civil rights activists on behalf of Senator Shockwave. His cover is that he's some arm candy secretary picked up from the archives for (senator of your choice who Shockwave is blackmailing to go along with it). Orion sometimes works with fellow independent journalists Jazz & Blaster who primarily travel from city to city, event to event, interviewing interesting people with a political bent (think all gas no breaks / channel 5 the youtube channels if you're familiar but Jazz & Blaster aren't sex pests like the hosts of those channels 💀 if you're not familiar I'd recommend looking up someone reacting to one of their videos don't give the og channels views). They're helping him, monitoring the situation & relating his wire to their police contact Prowl who's been kicked off the missing Outliers case for getting too close to the truth.

Thus sets the scene for Orion to meet Megatron. He's aware of the gladiator of course who wouldn't know the face of the reigning champion of the pit, but seeing clips of his fights is not the same as seeing the mech sprawled back on the dancefloor, hazey optic'd & undulating to show off his spike. Whirring & beeping like a mechanimal. Orion has never seen something so hot before in his life & he hates himself for it. Which is about when the host of the party brings out Starscream who's been legally registered as dead for several months. Makes him ride Megatron until he's sparked up. Of course to make sure he's carrying an Outlier spark that's inherited his abilities the host blows a hole through his processor mid second round. After a few seconds Star jerks back into action, this isn't his first rodeo & he wants to get it over with asap before the host gets bored of boasting about his sales pitch, already starting bidding on Star's unborn bitty, & decides to shoot him again for the spectacle of it all.

Megatron is Distressed his heat partner just died, without any fight response he's working himself into hysterics. His processor is mush, energon & fragments of processor boards splashed across his face, whimpering he can't understand it His Mate just died he felt the death flare in his EM field but he can also feel the body is still moving.

Star absolutely loathes those noises & Megatron's expression because it breaks the immersion of all the training he's been through to see himself as an object because this bot is treating him like a person asking if he's hurt in base binary chirps & it makes him hate himself more. Maybe he's got a scold's bridle on so that he can't speak, he's not nicknamed Screamer for no reason.

Orion attends a few of these parties. He also goes to interview Megatron while he's sober after winning a match. Officially it's because Orion is writing a puff piece about Megatron so they have a conversation dancing around the subject, aware they're being monitored. Orion doesn't realise he's been found out as a mole until he's being dragged into the arena ring at a party. Thrown down in front of a drugged up Megatron, he's completely berserk, unable to be reasoned with, going to rip Orion to pieces. So thinking quickly Orion just surrenders mimicking a warframe's defeat induced heat driven to a fever pitch Megatron frags him until the drugs are out of his system. The party goers love it & want an oncore meanwhile Megs is coming back to his senses, an absolutely wrecked civilian mech underneath him. His handler is screaming at him over internal comms to give the ppl what they want & frag his throat open like he just did to that medalling journalist's valve. Orion just tells him " I'm sorry they're making you do this, I will endure it, don't blame yourself for what they're forcing you to do"

Of course they don't just let Orion go afterwards so now he's a missing person. Jazz, Blaster, & Prowl were tapped into Orion's audio visual feed & saw the whole thing up until Megatron crushed his Audials & Optics while fucking his face until it falls apart.

Orion is now being trafficed with the Outliers, his sensors are limited to tactial & olfactory only, luckily most of the trafficked bots know Sign language & Chirolinguistics so they teach him. Both Star & Orion are sparked up so they're housed together. Being moved from safehouse to safehouse. Star decides to use his own parts to try and repair Orion since even if he ripps out an optic it'll just grow back when he resets. His owner doesn't intervene because he finds it funny & it is keeping Starscream occupied. They are planning to repair Orion after the sparkling is born so they can get a repeat performance. But maybe they subject him to empurata since his face is already smashed.

Not sure what happens from here, maybe Jazz, Blaster, & Co decide to break Megatron out of the arena to help them track down Orion & the missing Outliers via his fledgling Sire bond.

I'm making Blurr an Outlier also, quicksilver type shit. He's fairly well-known by the general public as his disqualification from participating in any sporting events was highly publicised. With his fellow Velocitronians finding it to be highly offensive that he's barred, some more zealous individuals believe Blurr's speed to have been a blessing by their colony's patron Amalgamous Prime. He's lapping up being the civil rights movements' poster child. I'm also making Senator Shockwave Velocitronian royalty, rumoured to be a direct descendant of Amalgamous Prime. It's traditional that the royalty of Velocitron are Conjunx to the winner of the race celebrating their coming of age ceremony, whenever they choose to have that celebration after they reach adulthood is up to them, so Shockwave has postponed his in protest until the cybertronian government would recognise Blurr as the winner. They decide to do some fake dating 'the government is forbidding our love from being recognized in the traditional manner of our people' type shit for the tabloids to lap up & sway public opinion. They're a real celebrity couple.

This makes both of them frequent targets for assassinations & kidnappings. Starscream was a hired guard for Blurr & 'died' in one of these attacks, with the traffickers realising that Star was an Outlier & taking him after watching him wake up from a decapitation. Shockwave goes missing during one of these attempts, carted off to be subjected to empurata, the surgery triggers a mass/shape shifting mutation in him. He breaks out & returns to office hiding the fact that he's now an Outlier himself, maintaining his original form for long periods of time stressing out his body to the point of seizures. Blurr caring for him & helping him hide himself leads them to develop genuine feelings for eachother.

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braveclementine · 10 months ago

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Valentine

Warnings: 18+readersonly, heavy angst, hard pregnancy

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. However, I do own my OCs, which consist of Penny Fury, Elizabeth Nelson, Elijah Chan, Katya Venice, Violetta Moscow, Lan Le, Josh, Trang Tien, Ahni Jallow, Mai Ito, and Ghaida Kashual as well as other OCs that will come up throughout the story.

Steve could feel himself struggling as he came awake and that made him struggle more in panic. But soon, his eyes were blinking open and he saw the comforting, dim lights of the med-bay in the Avengers Compound. He could feel plastic over his face, stale oxygen from a tank being forced down his lungs.

He felt a little sluggish and looked over to see Bucky sitting in the chair close to the bed, looking extremely worried. Sam was there too and Bruce was standing by the foot of the bed.

Steve reached up, taking the mask off, "What- Why-?" He suddenly remembered where he had been last and he tried throwing himself out of the bed. Bucky grabbed his shoulders, slamming him back down into the sheets, pushing his body weight to keep him in bed, "Elizabeth!" Steve gasped wildly. He could hear a heart monitor going off.

"She's fine." Bucky said forcefully. "Steve, she's fine. She's upstairs with Thor."

"I need to see her." Steve gasped out. It wasn't that he didn't believe Bucky, but he felt strange now, like he wouldn't believe it until he saw her.

"Okay, just give Bruce a second." Bucky said softly, stroking his hair back.

Steve rested back into the pillows as Bruce approached him gently. "How do the lungs feel?"

"Uh, fine." Steve said, trying to focus on himself now. "I'm fine."

"Okay well I need you to stay in here a couple more hours and don't move." Bruce ordered.

"What happened?" Steve demanded.

"Seems like the spy again." Sam said softly, his teeth gnawing at his bottom lip in worry. "They messed with the air filters. Lowered the Oxygen levels in Elizabeth's room. Not enough that she noticed, but for super soldier lungs. . ."

"Shit." Steve groaned. "That's why I felt so weird. I thought I was just running on a high from the play."

Sam nodded. "I thought the air felt strange and then I went in and you'd passed out. Thor helped me get you down here and then took Elizabeth with him to the living room. She's fine, she didn't even have to go on a ventilator. She's worried about you though. L.I.T.Z.Y. is supposed to let her know when you wake up. She'll probably be here soon."

Steve nodded, letting himself lay right back into the pillows. "Okay. I just. . . waking up here and she wasn't here. . ."

"Understandable." Bucky said softly, leaning over and kissing his shoulder sweetly. He could tell they had been worried about him a lot.

"Everyone else?"

"They're all fine. It looked like it was just trying to get Elizabeth again." Sam said softly, sitting on the end of the bed.

"Doctor Banner, we have an immediate emergency." F.R.I.D.A.Y.S voice suddenly said through the intercom.

"Where?" Steve demanded, ready to fly to Elizabeth's side.

"It appears that Ms Moscaw is encountering problems with her pregnancy. Her heart rate spiked and has now dropped dramatically low. She isn't responding to my commands."

"Bruce." Sam said urgently as the man started to turn green, fear in his eyes.

"I need- to get to my room." Bruce gasped. "Get Strange into Violetta's room."

"I've got you." Sam said and Steve watched helplessly as his soulmate led Bruce from the room.

Bucky was on the phone, speaking quickly into it. Then he was off of it, his fingers flying as he sent a text.

Elizabeth ran into the room then, "Steve!"

"Princess." He murmured, pulling her into his arms tightly.

"Are you okay?" She asked, cupping his face. Her brown eyes were wide and full of worry.

"Yes. I just hope Violetta is too."

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Violetta laid on the floor of her bedroom, her vision spotty. But she couldn't focus on that as she tried, instead, to focus on breathing. She knew she needed to move, to sound some alarm. She just hoped that her not answering F.R.I.D.A.Y. was alarming enough.

It had been so sudden. . . the pain. One minute she'd been trying to figure out what she was going to wear cause Katya had wanted to swim in Starks' pool but she didn't know if she really wanted to wear a bathing suit. The next minute, something felt like it had smashed her ribs and she was on the floor in pain.

She felt something sliding down her chin and she shakily wiped it away. Her fingers came away red.

She tried to breathe in, but her lungs didn't seem to be working. She was thrown into flashbacks of being in that awful place. Maybe she was still there. . . being whipped again. Had she failed something?

"Vi?" An urgent voice said from above her. Hands were on her body.

"No!" She tried to gasp out. "No leave me alone! I'm sorry!"

"Vi, it's okay. It's okay Vi." Hands tilted her face up towards them and she was the vague outline of. . . was that Josh?

"Josh?" She choked out, tears filling her eyes. She thought she might be lifting her hand to touch his face. She missed him so much. Why would she miss him like this?

"No, Vi." A soft voice said. "It's me, James. James Rhodey. I'm sorry."

Vi felt weird and then felt arms lifting her. She could make out Stranges' voice now, barking orders and the sounds of machinery. "No!" She shouted, wishing she could struggle. "No please!"

"Vi it's okay." Rhodey's voice whispered in her ear. "Vi, just focus on my voice. You're safe. I need you to take shallow breaths for me. Don't try to breathe deep." His voice faded in and out along with her consciousness.

"VI!" A voice suddenly shouted, feminine and scared. Was that Ahni? Or Mai? It didn't sound like them. "VI! Is she okay! Tell me she's okay!"

No, it was accented, but it wasn't African or Asian. It was some sort of European. Maybe EuroAsian? Katya? Nat? Wanda?

Everything went black.

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"Is she okay?" Natasha begged Stephen as the doctor started to work over her. Violetta had fallen unconscious, an oxygen mask over her face now.

"Natasha." Stephen turned to her, a look on his face. "I know you love her, but I need you to back up. I need space. I don't have anyone else here to help me. Bruce has hulked and I don't have Shuri."

"But what happened?" Nat asked, wiping her eyes.

"It seems the baby was ready to come out." Stephen sighed heavily. "But he uh- well he kicked her ribs to hard. There's five broken ones and the top one seems to have pierced her lung."

Nat sank to her knees by the bedside, sobbing.

"Fuck." Stephen muttered. Nat heard him muttering to someone else who must've come into the room.

"Nat?" Soft hands were on her shoulders, trying to pull her away from Violetta. "Nat, we have to leave okay? Stephen needs his space."

Nat turned angrily on the person behind her, but seeing that it was Penny, her pale face splotchy with pink and red from crying too, she softened. Penny loved Violetta too. This was what was best for Vi.

Natasha clung to Penny as the albino girl led her from the room. They settled outside on one of the plush couches that Stark had put in the hallway. Clint and Katya came running down the hallway just then.

"Nat?" Clint asked softly, pulling her into a gentle hug while Kat hugged Penny.

"Stephen says it's going to be close, but he thinks she'll make it." Penny said in a quavering voice. "But he doesn't have the help he needs. I'm going to find Wong. Maybe he can get Shuri over here to help him." She ran back down the hallway.

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T'Challa and Shuri were actually already there, having gotten there ten minutes prior. It was supposed to be to surprise them that they were there, but seeing the frantic looks everyone was sharing wasn't comforting.

"What happened?" T'Challa demanded, pulling Wanda to the side.

Wanda gave him a startled look and then said, "Something has gone wrong with Violetta's birth. From what I've heard it broke some of her ribs."

T'Challa's heart started to race. Bruce and Violetta were very close to his heart before some of the others. To know that she was having complications that was making everyone panic was terrifying.

"Bruce has gone into Hulk mode. And-"

"Shuri!" T'Challa turned to see that Penny was running towards them, skidding to a stop. Her lovely white hair was pulled up into a bun and her fair face was blotchy as she had been crying, "Please, Stephen needs your help with Violetta. He can't do all of it himself and Bruce isn't available."

"Of course." Shuri said, his sister and Penny running off immediately.

T'Challa turned back to Wanda. "Why aren't there any doctors on sight."

"Dr. Cho was supposed to be here yesterday but she had complications in her lab and she got held up." Wanda said, voice shaking, "And the doctor that Tony had hired for the pregnancies had a death in her family. She's literally at the funeral right now and she's not supposed to be back until next week."

"Where's Bruce? Why isn't Nat with him?" T'Challa demanded.

"Nat's having an episode." Wanda admitted, biting her bottom lip. "Violetta's complication has her freaking out. She's not in any condition to go near Bruce and quite frankly, I don't think the others would let her since she's pregnant."

"Let me see if I can." T'Challa said softly.

"He's on a special room on the eighth floor." Wanda said quickly. "Tony designed it specifically for Bruce. You'll need the highest clearance to get into the room. The password is a series of codes. First you'll do purple, blue, red, orange, green, yellow, blue, green, yellow, red, purple, orange. And then-"

T'Challa grabbed Wanda's arm, dragging her with him. "Okay just tell me what to do when we get there."

The two of them headed up to the floor and Wanda quickly repeated the information. Then T'Challa put in a long series of numbers before putting in the final password 'Penelope'.

"Go back downstairs." T'Challa ordered Wanda, hand on the door. He could hear the Hulk roaring behind it and knew that his time frame was going to be short. He opened the door and slipped inside.

He winced, seeing that Sam had been in the room, tossed against the wall and still. Bruce was going to feel extremely guilty for that later.

The Hulk snarled, turning around as T'Challa slowly approached him. He was greatly reminded more of a baby animal when it had just been born, or if it was hurt in the wild. You had to tread slowly and carefully in order to not startle it.

"Hulk." T'Challa said slowly. "You okay buddy?"

The Hulk roared, nearly bursting T'Challa's eardrums and then growled, "Baby hurt V. Hulk fault."

"No, it's not." T'Challa said evenly. "Listen to me. The baby broke a rib. But it's okay, babies do that all the time. You're a doctor, you know that. So it's not your fault Hulk. And it's not Bruces' either. It's nobodies fault, it's just a sad accident. But here's the thing, V might make it Hulk. But for that to happen, Stephen needs Bruces' help delivering the baby and keeping V safe. Can you let Bruce back? So that V and the baby are safe?"

The Hulk had calmed down a lot and T'Challa took another step forwards, gently reaching out and running his fingers against the back of Hulks' hand. "Bruce? V needs you, badly. Stephen needs your help. A lot. And I need you too. Okay, Sithandwa sam?" [My Love]

T'Challa heard a noise behind him but didn't dare turn around. It didn't seem to startle Bruce either as he slowly continued to shrink, becoming more and more himself until he was shivering in T'Challa's arms.

"I- I'm sorry." Bruce whispered.

"It's okay." T'Challa said, seeing that the person was James and he was carefully taking Sam into his arms, carrying him out. He hoped Sam was okay too.

"It's just a rib?" Bruce asked, trying to stabilize himself.

"That's what I've heard." T'Challa nodded. "Possibly more than one. I don't know."

"Babies do break ribs." Bruce said, more for himself. "Rue broke Elizabeth's' rib twice."

"Really?"

"I just didn't have to heart to tell Bucky." Bruce admitted softly. "I thought he'd blame himself. . . just like I do."

"Bruce, I love you." T'Challa said, urgency seeping into his voice, making his accent thicker. "And the last thing I want to do is rush you. But Stephen is in desperate need of your help."

Bruce nodded, standing up. "On it." Bruce paused and turned back, "I love you too. I'll come find you when this is over."

T'Challa smiled and watched him run out of the room.

Steve was glad that Sam was safe, his dark soulmate sitting on the bed with Elizabeth. The three of them were all very quiet, waiting for Bucky to come back.

Suddenly, they heard voices in the hallway.

"What?" Bucky's voice was snappish and angry. Steve wondered what had happened.

"James, I just wanted to talk to Steve." Sharons' voice said, pleadingly.

"Fuck off Carter." Bucky said, to aggressively for Steve's liking. He knew that Bucky was being protective of Steve, thinking that it was okay to be rude to Sharon because she'd hurt Steve. But Steve didn't want Bucky lashing out at her just cause of him. She was still a lady.

"James, I know you're mad at me but Steve's in the hospital and I just want to make sure that he's okay." Sharon said, desperately.

"He's more than fine. Our doll is with him."

Elizabeth smiled happily at that.

"He still has other friends besides Nelson!" Sharon snapped. "She isn't the only girl in his life."

"I wasn't aware that Steve had friends." Bucky replied coolly. "From what I understand, he's got lovers and he's got soulmates. Funny, you don't seem to fall into either of those categories."

"That's rude." Sharon snapped. "He has friends."

"Yeah and none of them start with S and end with -haron." Bucky sneered.

"I don't need this condescending tone and rude attitude James." Sharon snarled. "I made mistakes! I get that, okay! And I'm not here to try and get Steve to love me again-"

"He never loved you." Bucky replied cruelly.

Steve sighed, "Sam can you go stop him?"

"Sure Cap." Sam said softly, standing up.

"Cause you know what? I've known him longest, loved him longest. And not once have I ever seen him interact sexually with a blond. Not once, until you. He's fucked light brown, dark brown, red heads, black, and white hair. But not dirty blond. You're not his type and I always wondered why he put up with you. But it was Peggy. It was always Peggy that he loved and that's the only reason he loved you was because you were Peggy's niece. That's it. If you weren't, you wouldn't have pulled a look from him."

"So you're saying brown hair is the only reason he's fucking the Nelson slut? Give me-"

Sharon cried out and Steve was tense until he heard Sam's voice, trying to calm Bucky down.

"C'mere Princess." Steve whispered to Elizabeth, who looked a little hurt while also looking confused.

Elizabeth crawled over and he pulled her into his arms. Bucky stormed into the room seconds later, Sam coming back after a few minutes.

"James?" Elizabeth asked cautiously. He turned, angry eyes on her, before he softened a little.

"Sorry Doll." Bucky sighed, patting her head and slumping into a chair. "Just stressed with everything."

"You okay?" Steve asked quietly.

Bucky sighed. "Bruce was calming himself down and admitted that Rue broke Elizabeth's ribs when she was pregnant with her. And he told T'Challa that he didn't tell me cause he thought I'd blame myself. Which I probably would've but I still wanted to know!"

Steve nodded, feeling irked at Bruce then. That was something they should have known.

"I wish I remembered." Elizabeth said softly, looking down at her stomach, putting a hand there. "I want to remember what it felt like. Being pregnant. Carrying little babies in me. It must be strange but fulfilling, knowing that you're protecting and carrying new life inside of you."

"You were an amazing mother." Sam said, squeezing her hand. "And whenever you're ready, I'm sure you can feel it again."

Elizabeth smiled and curled more into Steve, quickly falling asleep. And the other three soon followed suit.

Bruce was dozing lightly next to Violetta. It had been days since their son had been born. A little boy that had Violetta's light skin and his dark eyes. His hair was curly like his but was the same shade as hers. He had no idea what to name him or what Violetta had wanted to name him.

He knew that she had been hoping it would be a girl so that she could name her 'Valentina' after her sister. But she had never said anything about a boy name.

Violetta's heart rate was steady and everything looked okay. Him, Stephen, and Shuri had managed to stabilize her and Dr. Cho and Dr. Tenpenny had managed to come in and finish up the rest. But there were no promises that Violetta would wake up.

Katya and Clint were in the room at the moment, fast asleep on the couch. Natasha had been in the room up till an hour ago, before switching out with Penny on watching the little boy. The two girls had been the ones taking care of her, though sometimes he took some time to hold him.

But it felt strange, holding such a fragile thing. Sure, he'd held Mateo and Rue and Chamber and Kisa. . . but his own child. . . suddenly he felt more fragile than any of the other children. He felt more precious and breakable.

Bruce knew it was psychological. His boy was no different than the others in the case of him holding them. But it was this idea that because he was his, something was different.

He supposed something was different. The baby was his, after all. He did feel more fatherly towards this boy than any of the others. But then again, he didn't interact with Elizabeth and Penny to much to begin with. Maybe it would be different with Natasha and Wanda's kids too.

He felt fingers moving up his arm but he didn't move. Violetta had done this a few times before, it was nothing to get his hopes up over.

He started to doze off until the hand started to run through his hair. He struggled awake until he heard Violetta's voice croak out, "B-Bru-ce?"

He snapped out of his sleep daze, nearly falling out of his chair. Violetta's eyes were open now, though fluttering like she was going to go back under.

"Valen-tina?" Vi asked.

Bruce shook his head. "It's a boy."

"Oh." Vi gasped, eyes fluttering again. "Valentine."

"Valentine." Bruce whispered back, smiling. "Valentine Moscaw."

Vi shook her head, grabbing his arm again. "Valentine. . . Banner."

Bruces' eyes filled with tears. "Vi, I really need you to stay with me."

Vi just squeezed his hands, falling back under.

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