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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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“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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Hot Rod wonders if he's cursed by something he did in a previous life. Normal mechs don’t have to deal with the slag he gets put through—namely getting stranded on a Quintesson-occupied planet with no means of contacting home, encountering strange, mutilated Cybertronians seemingly built just to kill Quints, and being ordered to babysit said strange, mutilated Cybertronians.
All of this is to say that everything currently wrong with Hot Rod’s life can be attributed to the stray that followed him home: one maybe-empurata victim calling himself “Thunderclash”.
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Before the Kaiju came to Earth, Thunderclash used to dream of being an astronaut, and after the longest two decades of his life, his boyhood dream has somehow come to fruition.
Sure, it’s been a bit more fraught than he’d imagined as a kid—what with him piloting a mecha instead of a rocket, helping giant robotic aliens fight off Kaiju, and dealing with a language barrier that has resulted in said aliens mistaking him for being one of them—but Thunderclash wouldn't give it up for the world.
Besides, with Hot Rod guiding him through these unfamiliar stars, Thunderclash thinks that everything'll turn out fine.
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Let’s Put on a Show for the Folks at Home by verdancing
Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types
14 Feb 2026
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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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Cross by verdancing
Fandoms: Transformers Animated (2007), Transformers - All Media Types
19 Dec 2025
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“After his last mission with you, Sentinel Prime related something of interest to me,” Ultra Magnus had said, giving Optimus an appraising glance. “He informed me that Megatron seems to be under the impression that he can recruit you.”
Optimus’s optics cycled wide, and without almost any actual thought, he blurted out, “I would never betray the autobots!”
Ultra Magnus’s face did not change, but his optics glinted. “I am aware, Optimus Prime. That is exactly why I am asking you to do just that.”
A pause.
“What?”
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A new Autobot-Decepticon war rages on. Both sides cling to what territory they have and struggle to achieve any real progress.
For the soldiers on the ground, the battles seem never ending. Victory is short lived and often followed almost immediately by new defeat. For the mechs at the top, the choices are never easy. Sacrifices and risky plays are the name of the game in this eternal war.
The Autobots may have numbers, but there is a traitor in their midst who is proving difficult to uproot.
And then Ultra Magnus makes the decision to give the Autobots their own peek behind enemy lines. By sending Optimus Prime to become a Decepticon.
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I will give you everything just so I can occupy a single one of your thoughts by BananaGunsAndShit
Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types, The Transformers (IDW Generation One)
04 Feb 2026
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Rodimus wants Megatron to want him, but Megatron definitely doesn't want him as a partner, right? Those are only the hopes of someone young and dumb and blind with love.
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A MegaRod fic with a lot of DriftRod to make me happy
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“What are you talking about?” Grace's fingers played quick chords as he spoke. He didn’t even look as he did it, but it did not make them any less purposeful.
“Discussing possible reasons why Tau Ceti is not infected while other stars are,” Eva replied deftly. “I would invite you to join, but we were just finishing—”
“Oh, that’s easy.” His hand twisted a knob, and the notes came out sharper. “It is infected—Petrova Line and everything.”
In Grace's opinion, dreaming about time traveling is no excuse for getting out of practice with his Eridian. To the rest of the Petrova Taskforce, it seems a bit odd that their resident Astrophage expert has suddenly taken to carrying a keyboard around and playing it whenever he speaks. Eva Stratt resolves to figure out what is going on.
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Project Ship by RegTheRag
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026)
20 May 2026
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A Rocky POV of Project Hail Mary, but add in a sprinkle of originally named astrophages, petrova lines, language barriers, and extra, extra worldbuilding.
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One day, his strumming was not answered.
The silence that answered his one verse of song was horrible and grating. Incomplete. Empty. A sick, horrible fear built up inside him.
(He was going to die out here. Alone.)
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"Iz huhg," Grace sniffled out, sucking back in moisture from his noze, too. There was moisture and water and everything all over the place. "Huhg meens grayt, grayt, grayt affekshun."
"Oh," he said tentatively. Another hewmin thing! He shuffled closest to the wall Grace was huhging and leaned in. "Oh. Am I doing correctly, hmm?"
"Yis," Grace sighed out, calming down. He still leaked, though.
Oh, well. Leaky hewmins were his favorite, after all.
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As Hubris Blinds The Mighty by Sunset_Mountain_Lion
Fandom Transformers - All Media Types
19 May 2026
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The Mecha Pilot AU concept taken to its logical extreme
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It turns out that being wired into giant war machines doesn’t play nice with human brains. The Earth Mechanical Defense Force, or EMDF, learned that the hard way when their pilots started going… neurotic, let’s say, after a few missions.
The obvious solution to that problem was to simply wire the pilot into their mecha permanently, that way their mind wasn’t being strained by the constant in and out. Unfortunately that strategy backfired and the pilots started going neurotic much, much faster, and this time they were giant and made of metal and much harder to put down.
So, the obvious next step would be to pull the plug on that idea and go back to the drawing board, right? No, that’s ridiculous, the next step was obviously to simply…
Make the mecha forget they’d ever been human in the first place.
Somewhere along the line someone should have pulled the plug, but they’d already invested so much into the project, and you know what they say about sunk cost fallacy.
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- Part 1 of As Hubris Blinds The Mighty