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  1. Public Bookmark 13

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    When the mech crawls closer, everything snaps into place. A long curving spine that doesn’t end in legs, but one long, slithering tail, tall metal fins that flatten back against a smooth frame that wasn’t made for driving or flying, but for swimming. Derma pull back into something that could be a smile or a snarl, and underneath are rows of pointed dentae. Not just the sharp fangs that Deadlock sports, but teeth like sawblades.

    “What the frag,” Deadlock breathes out. He sounds rough even to his own audials, and thinks about the effects prolonged water exposure might have on a bot’s vocalizer. Then he thinks about why he’d even ponder such a thing and gets a little sad before shoving the thought aside entirely.

    The creature—the mermech—makes a low sonorous noise, dragging itself a little ways closer, optics peering up at Deadlock with unabashed curiosity.

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    OR: Deadlock gets thrown overboard, is saved by a mermech, has some truly remarkable sex, and finds love in the big blue. Broadly speaking, anyways.

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    15 May 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 17

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    “I want you to fuck Drift for me.”

    If Rodimus had, say, been sitting up by the bar at Swerve’s, having a nice sip of engex while hearing that sentence, he absolutely would have spat everywhere upon its completion. Maybe fallen off his chair, too.

    As it is, despite having no drink to spit nor chair to disembark, he still chokes on nothing, sputtering helplessly at Ratchet’s stone cold serious face.

    “I—you—I’m sorry, did—I—” Rodimus finally gives up and simply asks, “What?”

    “I want you to fuck Drift for me,” Ratchet repeats, like it’s any more comprehensible a second time around.

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    OR: In which Rodimus fucks a married mech that he definitely doesn’t have any romantic feelings for, no siree.

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    04 May 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 34

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    “Optimus immediately thought of Rodimus, and how completely unsurprised he would be to hear the younger Prime had gotten himself sparked up.” - Spark A Prime

    Well Optimus… you weren’t wrong.

     

    Set in the ‘Two Cons and A Prime’ universe, where Ratchet and Drift fail to deal with their situationship, but get it pregnant anyway.

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    02 May 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 33

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    The heating system on the Lost Light breaks.

    Good thing they have a backup!

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    21 Mar 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 25

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    When Arcee, Hot Rod, and Springer wind up in a Decepticon prison block following a mission gone awry, Deadlock is one of the very last mechs they expect to come calling. Well. He's one of the last mechs Arcee and Springer expected to come calling. Hot Rod was all too excited about the possibility that Deadlock might come find him again, even if they've never done this with an audience before. Hopefully, they'd put on a good enough show for the two Autobots.

    OR: Deadlock pretends to rape Hot Rod in a prison cell while Arcee and Springer look on in horror.

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    “Stop. Stop it,” Arcee hissed, pressed up against the bars separating her from Hot Rod, her half-horrified pleading underscored by the angry growl of Springer’s engine. “Don’t you dare fragging touch him—”

    But it wasn’t as if she could do anything to stop him as Deadlock lifted Hot Rod’s head and stuck a thumb into his lax mouth.

    “Look at you, pretty thing,” Deadlock murmured, ignoring Arcee entirely. He pulled his digit free a moment later as his panel retracted and his spike pressurized right over Hot Rod’s head. “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle with you.”

    Frag, but Hot Rod hoped he was lying when he said that.

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    15 Feb 2026