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tfp-is-my-lifeblood-lol · 10 months

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As a crossover made-up scenario request: TFP x TFRB?

Arce finds out that Bee has been scaping at night out the base to an island that even Jack didn't know existed. Optimus tells her that is a ¨secret mission¨ but Arcee feels that something is wrong. So one night, with Jack at her side they follow Bumblebee finding out about Griffin Rock.

Maybe this can have some gay moments with Bee and Blades, Heatwave questioning Arcee about Cybertron, and Jack being a big brother to Cody?

please?

Ooo this is fun! I've always loved the idea of the Rescue Bots being revealed to the whole team. Especially since only Bumblebee and Optimus seem to know about them (and possibly Ratchet, since he's got a few lines implying he knows. I headcanon that he does :b)

I don't really write romance (I'm kinda aroace-ish, so I don't really understand how to write romantic stuff) so the Blades and Bee part might be kinda boring and brief. I apologize in advance for that. Also, I wish I could add more Rescue Bots humans, but it was getting too long. But yeah! Enjoy!

Arcee and Jack sneaking to Griffin Rock

-Arcee would be up late at night, since she forgot to finish her latest mission log (Arcee had been fighting Airachnid, so she was more focused on her rage than anything else).

-She'd start writing using one of the base's computers...but suddenly, she hears the groundbridge open. She sees Bumblebee leave, but he doesn't notice her. Every night after that, she secretly watches him sneak off

-One day, she asks Optimus: "So, where does Bee go to, every night? Does he think I don't see him sneaking through the groundbridge?"

-Optimus explains: "Bumblebee attends to secret missions on a remote island...it is a mission that does not concern the Decepticons, and thus, is not our main objective."

-Arcee turns to Jack: "Did you know about this?"

-"No clue," Jack answers. "Maybe Raf knows?"

-She turns to Raf, who seems vaguely upset. "Bee...never told me." Says Raf.

-So Arcee's like: "Hmm..." She finds it suspicious that even RAF wouldn't know.

-Later, Jack tells Arcee: "You know...we COULD discretely follow Bee through the groudbridge, Miko-style. See where it takes us."

-"Jack," she says. "We're crossing a groundbridge to who-knows-where. It could be dangerous."

"What if there's scraplets?" Jack teases. "I'd hate for you to be face-to-face with scraplets without a non-metal human companion."

-Arcee smiles, finally caving. She lets him come along. "Fine...But! Don't tell Optimus."

-Jack: "My lips are sealed."

-Meeting the Rescue Bots is an experience and a half. Arcee is FURIOUS at first: "You're telling me Optimus has been hiding a secret team of Autobots this ENTIRE time, and never bothered to mention it to us? I thought we were 'outnumbered!"

-But once she gets to know them, she realizes...maybe they're not QUITE ready to fight Decepticons, yet. Secretly, she thinks they're kind of softies. Except for Heatwave, that is.

-Boulder paints a portrait of Arcee to honor her visit. She takes it home with her, and is very grateful.

-She tells Heatwave the story of when Jack travelled to Vector Sigma, and when Megatron rose the dead on Cybertron.

-Heatwave is like: "So...there aren't any zombie Cybertronians coming here, right?"

-Arcee replies: "...Not unless Megatron decides to get his ugly servos on more dark energon."

-"DARK ENERGON?" Blades whimpers. "Isn't that...like...the scary Unicron blood that turns everything into a monster?" He shutters. "It's like one of those Earth horror movies, but in REAL LIFE!"

-He pauses noticing that Bumblebee's watching him. If he were human, he'd probably be blushing. "Uh...I mean...BUT I'm NOT scared..." There's an awkward silence. "...Well, I'm scared to a normal degree."

-Bee lunges at Blades to tease him, letting out a buzz that probably translates to "BOO!"

-"AHHHH!" Blades screams, and Bumblebee laughs.

-Jack finds himself to be very protective of Cody. "Whoa- Are-are you sure the Rescue Bots would be ok with you climbing up there?" He questions, as Cody tries to climb Frankie's robot T-rex, "Trex."

-"Sure!" Says Cody. "Trex was built to be ridden. He can also serve coffee, and dance!"

-"Of course," Jack replies sarcastically. The technology on Griffin rock is so strange.

Conversations That Would Happen

The Suit Life of Jack and Cody (I'm so sorry, I couldn't resist making that joke LOOOOL😭)

Cody: "So, what's it like working with Optimus?"

Jack: "I-incredible, really. To be honest, sometimes...I don't really think I'm worthy."

Cody: "Well, I think you're worthy, Jack. Fighting a spider-bot, restoring the Vector...Sigma...thingy... that's NOBLE! I wanna be like you, someday!"

Heatwave and Arcee

Heatwave: "Where'd Chase go?"

Arcee: "Not sure. I was just telling him the story of how we snagged the Energon Harvester from the history museum. Chase took off driving before I could even get to the good part."

Chase, rocking back and forth in the closet: "So many violations of the law. SO MANY VIOLATIONS OF THE LAW."

Heatwave: "Congratulations, Arcee. You broke Chase."

Bumblebee and Arcee on the way back to base, through the groundbridge:

Arcee smiles and elbows Bee.

Arcee: "Blades likes you, too, you know."

If Bumblebee was a human, he'd definitely be blushing.

#tfp headcanons #rescue bots headcanons #tfp arcee #tfp jack #rescue bots cody #rescue bots blades #tfp bumblebee #rescue bots chase #rescue bots heatwave #rescue bots boulder

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skatermusic · 9 months

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Kade heard sobbing as he took the elevator down to the bots' living area, and he didn't need to be Sherlock Holmes to know who it was or why he was crying.

There had been a nasty landslide earlier that morning on Mount Griffin. Blades and Dani managed to rescue the hikers, but a boulder-no, not the bulldozer, the massive rock-had rolled down the mountain towards their Dad. Chase shoved the Chief out of the way, but he was almost fatally crushed. Heatwave tried to stay strong, but everyone could see the barely-held-back tears in his eyes.

Blades and Optimus' husband Ratchet were hard at work repairing Chase, though Kade had his doubts he would be in the field for a while, if at all. As soon as the elevator doors opened, Kade followed the sobbing to Heatwave, who sat facing away from him. He muffled his sobs with one servo and used the other to wipe his coolant as it fell.

"Hey. I heard you crying from the elevator." And Heatwave had clearly been doing so for a while-by the time Kade found him, a puddle the size of a swimming pool had formed, even with Heatwave constantly wiping his tears. Kade didn't bother asking Heatwave if he was okay-no one would be if they were in Heatwave's situation.

Though nothing that came out of Heatwave's mouth was anything even close to English when he cried, Kade understood his claim to be fine perfectly.

"Dude. You're his boyfriend." Kade climbed onto Heatwave's shoulder. Normally, he would have opened an umbrella to protect himself from Heatwave's tears, but he didn't have one at the moment. "None of us expect you to be okay right now."

The drips turned into a downpour as Heatwave bawled harder, not bothering to wipe his tears, or the oil that dripped from his olfactory sensor. He regretted not being there. He told Kade that it should have been him to take that blow instead of Chase.

"You're safe, Heatwave. Just let it out." Kade comforted, hugging Heatwave's cheek.

Once Heatwave's tears slowed to a stop, Kade looked at him. "Hey, big guy. Dad wants us to go on a quick patrol, make sure everyone's okay after the landslide. You think you're up for that?"

"I....." Heatwave sniffed. "I think so, yeah. But why can't Dani or your brother do it?"

"Graham's up to his eyeballs in homework, and Dani's period is really kicking her ass."

Heatwave sighed shakily. "Fine, we'll go."

"Okay, but if you get upset again, we're going straight home." Kade slowly let go of Heatwave's cheek and passed him an old dish cloth. "Wipe your tears, I'll go get changed."

#transformers rescue bots #rescue bots #maccadam #rescue bots heatwave #rescue bots blades #rescue bots chase #rescue bots boulder #kade burns #my fanfiction

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gelu-the-babosa-multiversal · 2 years

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Fools day in Griffin Rock...

Cody [in one of the monitors]: Hi there Rescue Bots and their little partners spying on me. Why don't you all go back to the house?

Dani: Cody? What are you doing? Why are the comms not working?

Cody: I don't like to repeat myself, big sis...

Dani [with Blades completely confused]: Little brother...?

Cody: Huh? Looks like I'll have to inform you this another way: STAY OUT OF THIS!

Chase: Cody, you're being unreasonable, please let us communicate with your father to---

Cody: Oh shut up!

*Silence*

Cody: If any of you get involved I promise, dad is the only one whos gonna get hurt…

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Heatwave: Show yourself!

Kade: Yea squids! The others might be afraid but we are not scared of you.

Cody: That's because the others are smarter than you.

Cody: [presses a button that activates a metal door leaving Heatwave outside and the brothers alone]: Oops!

Kade: HEATWAVE!

Cody: You don't need him to take on little me...

Kade: You got that right!

Cody: Too bad your not fighting little me.

Rex [enters through another door]: ... Who wants coffee?

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Graham: … Co-Cody!

Cody: Where are the others, Gram?

Graham: I-I am not sure!

Cody: Well, that's too bad. You should've stayed with them.

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Cody: Took you long enough to get here, I was starting to feel a little neglected.

Frankie: Are you forgetting that I'm smart than you, Cody? maybe you should start running.

Cody: Maybe you should wake up, Francine. I've been three steps ahead of you all day. My family is out of the game, the mayor was the essay to shut up, and I haven't been trying.

Frankie: ... This ship is a dangerous place.

Cody: Why else do you think I told you not to come here…

Frankie: ...

Cody: I thought you say that you were smarter than me?

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Don't worry guys, this is just a fools day no one got hurt (... Only maybe their feelings)

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mk-wizard · 3 years

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Chief Charlie Burns: Analysis of the best human character ever (for real)

Hello. The following is a request by @petrichornial

Today, we are doing an analysis on a person who is not just the best human character in Transformers lore, but is a great character in general: Chief Charlie Burns. The patriarch of the Burns family from Transformers: Rescue Bots and head of the rescue team and is one of the few humans in Transformers lore who has authority over other Transformers while still being amicable towards them.

To get Chief Burns, we start at the beginning of his official biography. In the beginning, he is introduced as a noble, yet generic heroic human character and he was first introduced as a fireman and his partner was the Autobot Heatwave though even then, he was painted as a cool headed responsible man and was the father of Cody.

In the TV series, he is more fleshed out and nuanced as follows though keep in mind that some of the following is based on theory and interpretation;

Charlie Burns was born, raised and still lives to this day on the island town of Griffin Rock. He has a younger brother named Woodrow and from when they were children, he was always the responsible and logical one though he was always kind and sweet. He comes from a long line of heroes hence why the Rescue Team is the Burns family business, so it is safe to say that his own parents ran it before him. Although the specifics on what Charlie’s parents did before him, they were rescue workers themselves and like him, were good responsible people. Woodrow however decided to deviate from the path of rescue work to pursue a career in traveling as well as scientific research in the unusual and cryptic especially when it came to alien research and his decision was respected. Meanwhile, Charlie opted for keeping up with the family tradition and became a cop. With time, dedication and hard work, he became the Chief of police and developed a popular reputation throughout Griffin Rock. While it is not stated when, he married sometime in his adult life and had his four children (in the following order) Kade, Graham, Dani and Cody though the identity and fate of his wife remains a mystery. While it is never confirmed if he is divorced or a widower, it is a fact that he is single and most likely has been for a very long time because he seems to have it together when it comes to working and running the household alone. It is also not confirmed when, but sometime during his life, he became best friends with Dr. Ezra Greene and still is to this day. Judging by how they are so close to the point of having a brotherly bond, it is very likely that like their own children Cody and Frankie, they have been besties since they were children. During Charlie’s adult life, his parents retired and handed the mantle of being in charge of the Rescue Team to him and he now runs it like a champion. Judging by how Grandpa and Grandma Burns are never spoken of or seen, they either moved away or have passed on.

Chief Burns’ heroics and sense of duty was so reputable that it even caught the optic of Optimus Prime who deemed him as one of the few humans on Earth worthy of forming an alliance with meaning he was one of the first humans to meet the Autobots. Charlie and Optimus’ relationship is both professional and friendly. Being head of a Rescue Team, Optimus entrusted him with keeping the Sigma 17 Rescue Bot team safe on Earth by allowing them to blend in as his family’s vehicles. He was partnered up with Chase who is also a police officer though his approach is more lawful while Charlie’s is more moral. Nonetheless, he got along well with his partner and the other bots, though it is clear that from the very beginning, he is the boss of the entire team which includes the bots. For the entire Rescue Bot series run, Charlie safeguards the secret of the bots and eventually helps formally introduce them to Griffin Rock while still keeping the town safe. By the end of the series, the reach of the Rescue Bots has extended towards the mainland and the team has disbanded professionally though socially, they all remain close. He and his partner Chase were appointed to remain on Griffin Rock. In Rescue Bots Academy, it can be theorized that he is still fulfilling that duty as well as his others though now, he sometimes acts as a guest teacher for new recruits.

Overall, Chief Burns’ is a noble and kind soul. He does believe in the law, but unlike Chase, he is not rigid about upholding it. He is intelligent, responsible and cares deeply about people which includes bots. Charlie is shown to be diplomatic and a pacifist, but he is also very firm and no nonsense nor is he willing to compromise safety or common sense to get a job done unless it is an emergency. Like Optimus, he has a very fatherly approach to leadership in that he gets personally invested in his team and tends to be protective of them. That doesn’t mean he isn’t above reprimanding them when they do wrong and he still holds each member to high professional standard which includes Cody. He is a confident man though he is also confident in those around him and he seems to have a playful side as he wears an apron with a picture of a woman in bikini. He also loves playing games and knows how to have fun. He is also quite the cook and open to meeting a new woman as he begins seeing Carin. One can say that Charlie is the human counterpart to Optimus Prime and he is so far, the best written and most helpful human character in Transformers lore so far. He isn’t an assistant. He is actually part of the team and so far, is the only human to have true authority over other Transformers.

While it is a big pair of shoes to fill, I do hope that another human character like him does make the scene because Charlie is the kind of hero I like to see representing the Earth. He isn’t just a good cop. He is a good man and good dad.

Thank you for reading and I would like to know, what do you all think of Chief Charlie Burns? Do you think he’s great or is your opinion different? Let me know.

As always, stay safe.

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needs-to-stop-looking-at-valves · 3 years

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Can we do some more Dreadwing and Blades? But in the setting of doting decepticon duties? Just something super sweet? Maybe some flirting?

Absolutely?? Been a while since we've delved into that au, I'm surprised some of you guys remember it!

(Au is based off my fic, 'doting decepticon duties', in case anyone is curious. Essentially Dreadwing was revived and brought into the rescue bots team- more details in the fic itself)

"Team meeting, everyone."

"Right away, Chief."

Dreadwing, like a mother duck, guided the rest of the team into the conference room, letting them walk behind him in a neat little row. Dreadwing opened the door to the conference room, keeping it opened for Blades, and gesturing him through.

"You first, Blades."

Dreadwing has done this a million times over, but it STILL made Blades' face erupt in blush. Blurr, from third in line, raised his voice so he could be heard.

"Why does BLADES always go first?!"

"Rules of war states that medical professionals are given priority. Plus, he's a small, and if he goes last, his rotary blades won't tuck in properly."

Blades stuck his glossa out at Blurr before he helped himself to his seat. Once everyone else flooded in, Dreadwing finally shut the door, taking his favorite seat (which Blades ALWAYS seemed to sit right next to). Chief stood on the little podium in the front of the room.

"Everyone settled? Good. Now, we need to discuss team rotations for this week, given that we've had some...issues, apparently."

Blurr sat up a bit, huffing.

"Dreadwing keeps treating me like a sparkling! Literally he asked me if I needed 'upsies' after I tripped yesterday!"

"One, It was my way of asking if you need assistance. Two, you're a lot like my brother, so proud and fickle. Three, you have something on your cheek, come here-"

"STOP DOING THAT!"

Blurr swatted his hands away, knowing he was going to try to use his spit covered finger to wipe a fleck of dirt from his face. Dreadwing got along with the team, but he was...quirky, in a way, with the younger mechs. Blurr was treated much like a younger brother, and he found the affection just insufferable. Chief sighed.

"Fine, fine. We'll get you new partners. Normally I'd say work together, but its tourist week, so I need teams I KNOW can function together. I need an eye on the flood coming in, so Dreadwing, you DO need an extra set of optics. Alongside Blurr, I don't want him unattended."

Blades lifted his hand up meekly.

"I'll...be Dreadwing's buddy."

Chief looked over his list.

"You're usually with Dani."

"Dani can go with Blurr. They get along, and she yells at me listen to her all the time, she's perfect for the job."

Dreadwing put a hand on his chest, trying to convey sincerity.

"Blades, I'd be honored to have you as a partner. Truly."

Blades let out a nervous, high pitched sort of laugh, twiddling with his servos.

"I mean it's not like. That big of a deal r-oh Primus."

Dreadwing held onto one of his hand in his own, sandwitching it between his own claws.

"To me, it is. I understand you and Dani have a tight bond, and for you to offer to separate that for my sake, even temporarily, it warms my spark."

Dreadwing never understood why Blades struggled to meet his optics sometimes. And his face being so flushed- clearly this mech needed to see a medic of some kind. Blurr groaned loudly.

"Fine, whatever, I'll take Dani while these two are canoodling."

Chase leaned in a bit towards Blades, brow raised.

"ARE you two canoodling? Because it COULD technically fall into public indecency-"

Blades damn near jumped, tearing his hands away and holding them up, as if he had been caught.

"W-what? No! None of that at all! Not with me and Dreadwing haha that's just so funny-"

Dreadwing peered past him, scowling.

"If you're going to treat Blades as a buymech, I will NO longer be a part of this meeting, Chase."

Heatwave stepped in. Chase and Dreadwing got along alright, but sometimes Chase would say something that'd get under his hide, even if it was well intended.

"He's not saying that, Dreadwing. He makes EVERYTHING into a rule. Let's just wrap this up, get out of here and into our new patrols, alright?"

Dreadwing nodded, leaning back into his seat.

"Heatwave makes a valid point. Please, let us proceed. Supposing you're comfortable with that, Blades."

Dreadwing got a nod from Blades, and that was all he needed. Dreadwing always did take care of Blades, a little more than the other's. He didn't remind him of his brother, so that wasn't why. He supposed, as he sat there and thought about it, it was because he liked him. It was that simple. He was so sweet, so small, so kind. A bit skittish, but brave when it was demanded of him. Dreadwing...was quite fond of his partner, suffice to say.

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"So this is...an Elvis impersonator. He was the singer right? The grateful one?"

"Grateful one?"

"Yes, he says 'thank you very much', right?"

Blades laughed. The delivery from his mouth was so awful, it was cute.

"Yes! Hey, you've been learning!"

Blades was up on a hill with Dreadwing, looking down at the crowd below them. He was watching the crowd circle the stage, just in case anything happened. Though he couldn't focus on the crowd too much, not when Dreadwing was right here with him. Dreadwing nodded, clearly trying not to look too proud.

"I have been doing research. I wanted to surprise you."

"I'm...kinda surprised in general. Just me, and you, listening to the king himself. Well, closest we can get anyway."

"Well you, me, and the thousands under our watch, but yes, suppose this moment is rather special."

Blades couldn't stop screaming internally. This was like a date. WAS this a date? Should he ask? Should he already be knowing-

"Blades?"

"Hmm? Oh, sorry. Sorry, lost in thought. What were saying?”

“I was saying, I enjoy me and you being here. You’ve shown me a LOT since I’ve been on earth. While it is a place that holds not so fond memories...it’s because of bots like you, that I recall that there is some good. It made me think; I should show you my home.”

“Caminus?”

Dreadwing nodded.

“Yes. I moved from that planet for work reasons, but I do recall that it had many sights. It’s a cold planet, and while most Cybertronians would complain about how we lack many resources as them, I feel like you’d appreciate it. Er, I’m sorry, I’m not being too presumptuous.”

Dreadwing turned his gaze from him, scratching the side of his face in a rare moment of bashfulness. Blades nudged him with his shoulder, smiling once he caught his gaze back.

“No no no! I mean, we don’t exactly GET vacations, being rescue bots, but...I’m sure we could sneak off sometime.”

Dreadwing chuckled, reaching his arm around to squeeze his servo.

“You would do something so scandalous, for me?”

He HATED how Dreadwing did that. One second he was so soft and in need of affection and reassurance, then the next he was this big, decepticon baddy that made him feel...things. Things that if it got out, Chase would write him up for...something or another. Blades shrunk a bit, giving off that stupid laugh that Dreadwing always made him make.

“i-i mean, it’s not t-that bad, is it?”

“You ask Chase? It’s horrendous. You ask Blurr, it’s expected. What isn’t expected...is why you do that?”

“Do what?”

“You stammer. You get hot in the face, you avert your gaze from me. Blades, be honest with me. Are you...slight frightened of me, given that I was a decepticon? I will not hold it against you, even Heatwave holds some deep rooted-”

“You listen to me right now, Dreadwing,”

He had his hand on his hip now, with his servo digging into his big bust.

“I'm not scared of you because you’re a decepticon, and it’s not fair that for some reason you don’t think you belong! You’re big, and strong, you’re kind, this team NEEDS you, I need you, I-”

He was silenced when Dreadwing suddenly took a firm hold of his hand. He bowed down low, placing his servo on his forehead. It was a weird, grand display, and it

“Blades?”

“W-what?”

“If you’re telling the truth, and you aren’t afraid of me...then may I have this dance? I know you like this one. It's...uhm...'can't help falling in love', right?"

"You're right. But uhm...I don't even know how to dance to this-"

"I'll teach you. If you'd let me."

Blades took a second to think. Was this him just being the sort of 'older brother' figure...or was this something more? Something special? He should say no. Not get his hopes up.

"Can't teach me from the floor, can you?"

"I suppose not."

Dreadwing chuckled, getting up to his pedes, and holding onto his hand. His other hand wrapped around his wrist, the other hand placed at his hip. His touch was sharp, warm. It was like being protected by a predator.

"Uhm...s-so what do we do?"

"Follow my steps. Hand up, like that, I'll lead. I step back, you step forward. I step to the side...yes, you need to make a box shape. Perfect! My you pick up on this fast, don't you? Clever little copter, you are~"

Blades, a bit flustered by that big, toothy smirk, suddenly found himself burying his face in his shoulder. How he managed to not look at his steps and somehow manage to keep up the pace, was nothing short of a gay miracle.

"I'm...shut up."

He heard that dumb, deep chuckle of Dreadwing's, and he swore it was enough to put him in stasis.

"I think I know what might help you. What if I sang this song for you? I know some of the lyrics. Wise, men, say...only fools, rush in. But I can't help, falling in love with you. Like a river flows, surely to the sea, darling so it goes, some things, were meant to..."

He seemed to stop once Blades finally looked up at him. Blades couldn't stand it. They had been pussy footing around each other all night. So close, yet both so scared to make a move. Well Blades was tired of it. He was gonna do something. He had been pining for this big bot since day one, he was FINALLY going to do something. He lifted his helm up, clearly trying to kiss him. Damn decepticons and their height-

"Woah!"

Dreadwing suddenly scooped him up in his arms, bringing him closer to his face.

"You were standing on your pedes. I...assume this is easier for..."

He knew it. They both did. Blades cupped his face in his hands. So large, so imposing...Blades wanted everything of his.

"For this."

He pulled himself right to his lips, but before he could make contact, their coms suddenly went off.

"Blades, Dreadwing. Shift change, need you guys back at base."

Blurr. Dreadwing cleared his intake as he put Blades down.

"I...don't suppose you'd like to watch cupcake hoarders once we're home?"

It wasn't a magical kiss with some possible fragging, but it was SOMETHING. Blades grinned, grabbing his hand and giving him a light tug.

"Only if you bring snacks! And the rust sticks, the-"

"The blue ones. I remember. You first, I'll follow right behind you."

"PLEASE watch my rear, Dreadwing~"

"Pardon?"

"NOTHING LETS GO-"

#asks #Blades #Dreadwing #Doting decepticon duties #blades and Dreadwing keep trying SO hard to like #be together #but their so nervous jfc #Dreadwing thinks hes too old and blades is scared that Dreadwing is like too hot and sexy for him #and once Dreadwing went to bed #blades absolutely yeeted his pillow at blurr and calling him a cockblock #DOTING DECEMBER DUTIES BLADES IS SWOONING SO HARD JFC

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bluekat12345 · 2 years

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Cody/Priscilla: Finding Out

A gift for dear @geluatekurama as thanks for the amazing art!

Hope you enjoy! (And sorry it took longer than I said it would)

"Alright, I've gathered you all here to talk about something important." Dani declared. She had gathered, Kade, Graham, and the Rescue Bots in the base. "Something is going on with Cody."

"I'm afraid I don't know what you mean." Chase stated. "I just saw Cody earlier today he seemed fine. Quite happy, in fact."

"Exactly!" Dani exclaimed. "For the past few weeks, Cody has been pretty chipper. And he won't say why!"

Heatwave shrugged. "Last I checked, Cody's always been pretty cheerful. What makes this any different?"

"Yeah, maybe he's just in a good mood." Boulder added.

Dani scoffed. "Now, I know these signs: Staring off into space, the way he's been smiling, and how's been paying more attention to the way he looks. Cody has a crush!"

Blades and Boulder gasped in excitement, Chase and Graham just looked at Dani while Heatwave and Kade rolled their eyes/optics.

"Really? A crush?" Heatwave asked. "If Cody had a crush, I think we'd know."

Kade nodded. "Duh. If Cody liked someone, he'd would've gone to his big bro to help him charm this girl."

"Or scare her off." Heatwave mumbled, earning him a glare from his partner.

"Are you kidding?! It makes perfect sense!" Blades exclaimed. "I've noticed him looking at the mirror more, brushing his hair, and how excited he looks when he gets a call from someone."

Then Boulder spoke up. "Why don't we just ask Cody who it is?"

"No, no, no!" Dani declared "He'll just deny it! If he hasn't told us yet, then there's no way he'll tell us now!"

"Then we should leave him be." Graham stated. "We shouldn't push him to tell us. He'll tell us when he's ready."

"When who's ready?" A familiar voiced asked, startling the team, turning, everyone looked and saw Cody standing there, looking confused at them.

Blades was the first to speak up. "Uh, how long of you been standing there?"

Cody shrugged. "I just got here."

Kade stuttered. "Well, we're just talking about...uh..."

"A new show!" Boulder quickly answered. Heatwave facepalmed.

"A new show?" Cody asked.

Dani nodded. "Yeah! We, uh, are talking a character in a new show. A show you haven't seen, and Dad wouldn't let you see it anyway so don't ask anything more about it."

Graham barely resisted the urge to facepalm as well. But Cody didn't seem to notice.

"Okay..." Cody said. "If you guys are busy, I can leave and-"

"Nah, we're done anyway." Heatwave answered. "What do you need?"

"I was hoping Chase could still take me the park." Cody replied.

"Of course." Chase answered. "Forgive me for the delay, Cody. It seemed to slip my processor for a moment. Let us get going."

Cody smiled. "Thanks, Chase."

Then Boulder asked. "Want us to join you, Cody?"

"No, that's okay." Cody quickly said. "I'm just gonna get some ice cream. Later, guys!" Then he and Chase left the base.

Dani turned back to the remaining group. "See?! He's getting 'ice cream' and he doesn't want us to go with him!"

"Look this getting stupid." Heatwave groaned. "If you want to go find out what Cody's doing, be my guest. Just leave me out of it." Then he left. But he quickly turned to face his team. "And you will not drag Chase, Boulder or Blades into this."

Boulder nodded. "Agreed. We wouldn't to invade Cody's privacy."

Blades groaned. "Fine." Then he quickly whispered to Dani. "Tell me what you find out."

Dani nodded, then the bots left. She then turned to her brothers. "Well, we are going to see who Cody's secret crush is."

"Count me in." Kade said with a grin.

"Count me out." Graham declared. "I'm not going to help you spy on Cody like that."

Dani sighed. Then she put a hand on Graham's shoulder. "We aren't spying on him. We're keeping an eye on our little bro. We have to make sure this crush is good for him and doesn't hurt him."

Graham didn't look convinced.

"If you help, we'll let you choose the film for the next family movie" Kade said.

"I still don't feel right about this." Graham stated as he went on the command center computer.

"Just shut up and get to the park's cameras." Kade ordered.

Graham typed on the computer for a bit, then a vision of the park appeared on the screen.

"You guys see Cody?" Dani asked, looking all over the screen.

Graham looked for a moment, the saw the blond. "There he is, he's at the ice cream stand."

Soon, all three saw their youngest sibling at the ice cream stand, he was in the line, waiting for the people ahead of him to get ice cream. And he's been doing that for a bit.

"This is so boring." Kade groaned.

"See, he's just he's getting ice cream, like he said he was." Graham observed.

Dani sighed. "I guess he's not meeting anyone. Well, Graham, I guess you can-"

"Wait, is that Priscilla Pynch?" Graham noticed. Kade and Dani looked, and indeed, they saw Priscilla walking to the ice cream stand, near Cody.

Kade groaned. "Great. Looks like she's going to mess with Cody."

"She better not." Dani warned.

The three watched as Priscilla walked towards the line. They watched as instead of getting behind Cody, she got next to him. And they watched as she kissed his cheek, causing Cody to look at her, not in disgust or surprise, but happiness.

All three of their jaws dropped. Graham quickly turned off the camera. All three of them looked at each other in surprise, confusion, and horror.

"Cody..." Graham whispered. "...With Priscilla?"

Dani was speechless.

Kade rubbed his eyes. "I didn't see that. I did NOT see that."

How were the bots going to respond?

"Do you get the feeling someone's watching you?" Cody asked, suddenly. "Or even talking about you?""

Priscilla looked at him in confusion. They had ordered an ice cream in a paper bowl, along with two spoons so they could enjoy their treat. They had been sitting on a bench in the park, happily eating in silence when Cody asked his question.

"What are you talking about?" Priscilla asked.

Cody shrugged. "I don't know. I just have a weird feeling."

Priscilla looked around; she didn't see anyone. "Do you want to go someplace else?"

Cody shook his head "No, I think I'm just being paranoid." Then he scooped a bit of ice cream with his spoon and showed it to Priscilla. "There's a bit of strawberry in this one. Want it?"

Priscilla smiled. "Thank you." And she ate the bit of ice cream. Cody smiled back at her.

Then the pair when back to their ice cream in peace.

#Cody Burns/Priscilla Pynch #one shot #Rescue Bots #Transformers Rescue Bots #Transformers #My writing

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silkling · 3 years

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A suggestion for Dreadwing's relationship for Salvage and Blurr! Their new uncle they get to see when they visit their cousins, the Rescue Bots.

Now there’s an idea! I’m still trying to decide if I want to write those two being found in stasis or say it happened before Dreadwing showed up, but I think I’m definitely gonna shove them onto High Tide. Maybe I’ll have Sigma-17 + Dreadwing find their ship, and when they decide to teach them to be Rescue Bots, High Tide ends up popping in for a visit. Except, he sees how the giant prickly Seeker has adopted Heatwave and Co. and he decides there and then that he can’t let a former Decepticon be a better mentor. (Dad. He means he can’t let a former Decepticon be a better dad but he also refuses to admit to any fluffy feelings). So what does he do? He snatches up Blurr and Salvage and announces he’ll take care of the bulk of their training ans drop them off for occasional co-op missions and training.

Just whatever you do, don’t imagine Dreadwing and High Tide in an eternal Dad-Off. Their adopted sons try to do their jobs in the foreground, and in the background these two giant grumpy assholes are having a competition with each other as to who’s the better mentor(dad) and they spend every moment around each other posturing. Luckily for Big Dumbass #1 and Bigger Dumbass #2, the Rescue Bots are oblivious to such forms of micro-aggression because they’re too peace-orientated, and so they don’t notice. They’re all idiots, really.

Chief Burns and Dani are the only ones to notice. Charlie, because he’s a dad and he knows the signs. Dani, because she’s actually not useless in social situations, unlike her brothers. They both think it’s hilarious. Well, Dani does. The Chief is just really Tired(TM) because the two massive alien robots who are both larger than a semi truck just spend all their time posturing like peacocks, except it’s worse because they’re not posturing over who’s stronger or nicer looking, they’re posturing over who’s a better parental figure.

Dreadwing and High Tide would actually be a bit like this showy asshole. Big feats of strength and power to how who can protect their sons better, except they always do it where said sons won’t see them because they refuse to let the younglings know any of what’s going on. They’d honestly be a little like angry kids on the playground, pushing and glaring at each other but never daring to take it further cause they don’t want to get in trouble.

But, I’ve said enough! There’ll be more to come of this AU, and High Tide, Blurr, and Salvage will come in eventually! It’s gonna be great!

#silkling ask response #of moments in life au #tfp dreadwing #tfrb high tide #tfrb #rescue bots

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annabelle-creart · 1 month

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More (head)canon for the Life of Rescue Bots AU:

Who and how they are? Part 1

Part 2

Robots - Main Team

Heatwave

Position: Leader.

Proffesion: Firefighter.

Human age equivalent: 37 years old.

Pronouns: he/him.

Main hand: Left-handed.

Psychiatric disorder: General anxiety and PTSD.

Adittions to current design: Burn scars on both hands (one in all the back right hand, a little one in right palm), left knee and right 'ear'.

Main treats:

Can't see people in the eyes while lying.

Puts his left hand in the back of his neck when is thoughtful or ashamed.

laughs like 'hehehe' or 'hehe' but in a very deep voice so it sounds like a ghost

Taste: homoromantic, asexual

Living family: Summer (younger brother), Boulder (love partner), Salvage, Blurr and Sissi (adoptive children and apprentices), Chase and Blades (best friends/not really younger siblings), Kade (work partner), Cody (adoptive child but don't admit it), Soundwave (triplet-spark, the third one was Shockwave)

Chase

Position: Shield.

Profesion: Police bot.

Human age equivalent: 35 years old.

Pronouns: Any pronuons, especially he/him.

Main hand: Both.

Psychiatric disorder: Autism.

Additions to current design: Moving fins on his 'ears', tiny scar like a crack on his shoulder near neck (it's too little to see it normally).

Main Treats:

T-rex hands.

Don't know how to smile properly.

Humming opera while distract.

Look into your soul (he's just on his own mind).

Taste: biromantic, asexual

Living family: Stardust ('grand mother'), Quickshadow (love partner), Heatwave, Boulder and Blades (teammates and best friends), Blurr (favorite apprentice), Salvage and Sissi (apprentices), Chief Burns (best friend/father figure/work partner).

Boulder

Position: Navigator.

Proffesion: Engineer.

Human age equivalent: 43 years old.

Pronouns: He/they/she, mainly they.

Main hand: Right-hand.

Psychiatric disorder: Autism and ADHD, panic attacks (not enough to be a panic disorder, treated).

Additions to current design: A scar in his mouth.

Main Treats:

Enlace fingers when nervous.

Big eyes that stare at your soul (really, they likes to analize peoples facial expressions).

Short but loud screams everytime he gets scared or surprised, literally, every time.

Taste: homoromantic, asexual

Living family: Fortress (tutor/mom), Daydream (younger sister), Gear (tutor/dad), Heatwave (love partner), Blades and Chase (best friends), Sissi and Salvage (favorite apprentices but don't admit it), Blurr (apprentice), Graham (buddy/work partner), Lazari, Dirty green and Commander (favorite plants in their garden but don't admit it either), Bulkhead (Twin spark)

Blades

Position: Medic.

Profesion: Air rescue.

Human age equivalent: 26 years old.

Pronouns: He/she.

Main hand: Both.

Psychiatric disorder: ADHD.

Additions to current design: A crack scar below his right knee, it doesn't hurt as before but itch sometimes

Main Treats:

Creak his fingers.

Get stuck when speaking.

Move his hands from up to down very fast when gets excited

Taste: panromantic, asexual

Living family: Skyfell (cousin), Windblade (friend of the family), Bluey (cousin), KnockOut (ex), Chase (best friend and cousin but Chase doesn't know), Heatwave and Boulder (best friends/like older siblings), Dani (BEST FRIEND FOREVER), Cody (little pal), Salvage, Sissi and Blurr (apprentices/like younger siblings)

Humans - Main Team

Chief Charlie Burns

Position: Father.

Profesion: Police chief.

Age: 45-60 years old.

Pronouns: He/him.

Main hand: Right-hand.

Psychiatric disorder: Depression (treated)

Additions to current design: His left arm was damaged in duty, so he has a large scar all over the arm.

Main Treats:

Dad jokes.

Move his mostauche to make fun of himself.

Squint.

Taste: straight

Living family: Woodrow (Brother), Kade, Dani, Graham, Cody (children), Chase (work partner/son figure), Blades, Heatwave and Boulder (work partners and friends), Beatrix (ex-wife), Sissi, Salvage, Blurr and Frankie (like nepwes and nieces), Ezra (best friend)

Kade Burns

Position: Older sibling.

Profesion: Firemen.

Age: 27 years old

Pronouns: He/him

Main hand: Right hand

Psychiatric disorder: none

Additions to current design: he has a little scar on his forehead he made himself trying to fight with someone when he was little

Main Treats:

'PFF-HAHAHAHA' kind of laugh.

'nah' everytime he is concerned

Play with Heatwave through being mean

Taste: straight

Living family: Charlie (father), Beatrix (mother), Dani, Graham and Cody (siblings), Woodrow (uncle), Hayley (girlfriend), Heatwave (work partner/best friend/best hater), Blades, Boulder, Chase, Salvage, Sissi, Blurr, Quickshadow, Hightide, Ezra and Frankie (family friends)

Danielle 'Dani' Burns

Position: second child

Profesion: pilot

Age: 25 years old

Pronouns: she/her

Main hand: both hands

Psychiatric disorder: none

Additions to current design: she's not that skinny, she was really hyperactive as a child so she is covered in mini scars that go away with the time, but still have some on her knee

Main Treats:

Singing while cooking.

Bite the pencil.

Stay silent so she can listen everything it's happening in the firehouse (she actually knew Heatwave and Boulder were into each other before they knew how to name it)

Taste: bisexual

Living family: Charlie (father), Beatrix (mother), Kade, Graham and Cody (siblings), Woodrow (uncle), Taylor (boyfriend), Blades (work partner/BESTIE), Heatwave, Boulder, Chase, Salvage, Sissi, Blurr, Quickshadow, Hightide (work partners/casual friends), Ezra and Frankie (family friends)

Graham Burns:

Position: third kid

Profesion: civil engineer

Age: 23 years old

Pronouns: he/him

Main hand: right hand

Psychiatric disorder: autism

Additions to current design: none

Main Treats:

Talk fast.

Don't talk in public.

Blush easily (by ashamed and by exercise)

Taste: panromantic, demisexual

Living family: Charlie (father), Beatrix (mother), Kade, Dani and Cody (siblings), Woodrow (uncle), Boulder (work partner/buddy), Blades, Heatwave, Chase (work partners), Salvage, Sissi (science friends/like nephew and niece), Quickshadow, Hightide, Ezra and Frankie (family friends)

Robots - Apprentices and secondary

Hightide

Position: professor, work partner

Profesion: marine

Human age equivalent: 50-60 years old

Pronouns: he/him

Main hand: both

Psychiatric disorder: PTSD and anxiety

Additions to current design: scars, lots of scars that looks like cracks

Main Treats:

Likes to tell stories.

Grumpy ol' man

He's not a dad, he is the dad's best friend who don't have kids and when talk to him understand why

Taste: he would never tell you (homoromantic asexual)

Living family: none, Optimus Prime is just a friend and leader, the team is not his family.

Salvage

Position: apprentice, second engineer

Profesion: he wouldn't know how to tell you

Human age equivalent: 18 years old

Pronouns: he/they

Main hand: both

Psychiatric disorder: none (probably a little dependent on Blurr)

Additions to current design: a little scar on his right cheek

Main Treats:

Acts like a grandpa, even Blurr and Sissi laugh about that.

Best hugs in town.

Silent... too much maybe

Taste: none, completely aroace

Living family: all the team is his family, even Hightide, he had no one back at Velocitron except Blurr

Blurr

Position: apprentice.

Profesion: a little of everything, race car, ambulance, the strong arm

Human age equivalent: 17 years old

Pronuouns: she/her (prefers femenine pronouns)

Main hand: right hand

Psychiatric disorder: ADHD and corporal dysphoria

Additions to current design: she can convert in an ambulance too

Main Treats:

Swear too much.

Face palm.

'look at me!' To impress, usually goes wrong

Taste: biromantic asexual

Living family: don't admit it but the entire firehouse, except Hightide, he's an asshole, (and Chase is like her dad), the only family she had at Velocitron was Salvage

Sissi

Position: apprentice

Profesion: mechanic and medic

Human age equivalent: 13 years old

Pronouns: she/her

Main hand: both

Psychiatric disorder: ADHD, PTSD and disordered attachment (working on all of that)

Additions to current design: none

Main Treats:

Imitate voices perfectly to prank others.

Always seeking Heatwave's attention just because Boulder loves him (working on that too).

Steals with Blades Dani's clothes so Sissi can use them

Taste: asexual, the rest is still for exploration

Living family: Optimus, Megatron, Elita, Bumblebee, Dorothea, Alex, Heatwave and Boulder (adoptive parents, shared custody), Starscream, Arachnid, Ratchet, Wheeljack, Arcee, Blades, Salvage, Blurr, the Malto bots and kids (siblings), Ultra Magnus, Soundwave, Shockwave, Chase, Hightide and Quickshadow (uncles and auntie), the Burnses and Greenes (both parents and siblings).

[She never had a family after the incident, but since then she went from autobots to decepticons to a hidden lab at colombia-venezuela frontier to the Maltos and to Griffin Rock, that's the reason of her attachment]

Quickshadow

Position: ??

Profesion: agent

Human age equivalent: 30 years old

Pronouns: she/her

Main hand: both

Psychiatric disorder: none (she needs a little of therapy but nothing treatment can't heal)

Additions to current design: none

Main Treats:

Takes everything seriously but not personal.

Lay on Chase's shoulder to disturb him (don't worry, Chase likes it, she knows that works).

Good space inteligence, looks at every corner before be sure about it's secure

Taste: biromantic asexual

Living family: none... her brother maybe but doesn't even know his state... the Burnses and the bots are quite adorable and comforting... Chase is a really good talk partner

Humans - secondaries

Cody Burns

Position: younger kid

Profesion: student, sometimes the cabin kid, sometimes a superhero

Age: 13 years old

Pronouns: he/they

Main hand: right

Psychiatric disorder: maybe ADD

Additions to current design: scar at his left leg from falling off a tree at 9 years old

Taste: vainilla cake and caramel (in the future discovers he is panromantic asexual, he just didn't understand the question)

Main Treats:

'noble'

Things usually fall over him.

* any of the bots * "look at this!" Shows them the most weird but incredible new trick he just learned.

Living family: all the firestation, or maybe all Griffin Rock, or maybe even the bots and family friends who live out there, has a lot of friends the kid, is a marshmelow

Francine 'Frankie' Elma Green

Position: ??

Profesion: student, laboratory assintent

Age: 13 years old

Pronouns: she/her

Main hand: right-handed

Psychiatric disorder: none

Additions to current design: none

Main Treats:

'daddy did it' she's very proud of him.

Scientific languages like no one.

Always thinking in new ideas, for sale or for innovation

Living family: Ezra (daddy), both grandmas and one grandpa on Ezra's side, Cody (best friend), the rest of the firehouse (friends)

Ezra Green

Position: Griffin Rock Science Head

Profesion: scientist

Age: 40-60 years

Pronouns: he/him

Main hand: left-hand

Psychiatric disorder: AuDHD(Autism and ADHD)

Additions to current design: none

Main Treats:

'I have an idea' if it goes well or wrong depends on the Griffin Rock mood.

Yell at himself when something don't work, not even for bad, is his passion.

Talk too much, can't talk about the tree without talking about why the father of the person who plant it was single (not exactly but you understand the metaphor)

Living family: both parents and siblings, Frankie (daughter), Charlie (best childhood and actual friend), the firehouse (family's friends)

Priscilla Pynch:

Position: daughter of a very rich buissnesswoman

Profesion: student

Age: 14 years old

Pronouns: she/her

Main hand: right-hand

Psychiatric disorder: being egotistical count as a narcissist or she's just not to empathetich?

Additions to current design: none

Main Treats:

'but- mom!'

Richie kid with 0 real love and attention

Living family: Madeline (mother), who knows else, that kid is not really into talk about her life except if it's about last tendencies

Villians

Dr. Thadeus Morroco

Position: (an idiot-) ??

Profesion: scientist, time-traveler, narrator sometimes

Age: depends, he take his magic bath recently?

Pronouns: he/him

Main hand: both

Psychiatric disorder: same that with Priscilla, I'm not sure

Additions to current design: none (that Wolverine hairstyle is perfect-)

Main Treats:

He's a villian but don't have a diabolical laugh (what a pity).

Likes science... only if it benefits him.

He knew Elma, and probably thinks that Frankie is just as irritaiting as her.

Living family: travel-time partners count?

Madeline Pynch

Position: CEO

Profesion: (a great-) buissness woman

Age: 40-50 years old

Pronouns: she/her

Main hand: left-hand

Psychiatric disorder: narcissist

Additions to current design: none

Main Treats:

Always seeking new techs.

Gold is her passion.

'not now, sweetie, mommy is cyberbullyng the mayor' is her meme version

Living family: Priscilla (daughter) is the only one she cares (if she cares), Soundwave (maybe)

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Sorry if is too much but I wanted to mantain EVERYTHING in the same post.

That will be my canon from now on

Se you later😎✌️

#for you #oc artwork #magic #transformers #for your page #rescue bots #Life Of Rescue Bots Au

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silkling · 3 years

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Of Mistakes Past and Missing Home

Of Moments of Life AU

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“You enjoy painting.”

The voice came from behind Boulder, and the unexpectedness of it made him startle. Which, in turn, made him jerk and drag his paintbrush across his canvas. The result of which was him turning a small cloud above a red and orange flower field into a streak that cut through the whole picture. Oops. That wasn’t what he’d been intending.

He turned to see who had spoken, his optics shuttering with surprise when he realized it was Dreadwing. He was quick to realize that the Seeker’s expression had quickly shifted to one of regret.

“I apologize, youngling. It seems I caused you to ruin your art.”

Boulder only smiled, shaking his helm. “It’s no big deal.” he assured. “Part is the artistic process is making mistakes and having to start over. I did it a lot, in the beginning.” He glanced at the canvas, tilting his helm. “But that doesn’t mean every mistake requires you to start over from scratch. That’s the great thing about painting.” he remarked distractedly, tilting his helm in the other direction. “Sometimes, a mistake can be turned into something new, maybe even something better.” he narrowed his optics, then they lit up with a realization. “Sometimes,” he repeated. “All you need,” he reached out, then turned the canvas around so what had once been the flower field was now at the top of the painting. “Is a new perspective.”

When he glanced back, Dreadwing didn’t seem to understand. Boulder smiled. “Let me show you.”

He picked up his paintbrush again, then lifted it and in a few short strokes he added to the stripe that sliced through the picture he’d been painting. He changed colors, adding some more careful strokes around that, and stepped back. It would need refining, but the shape and idea of what he was going for were there.

“See? It’s a feather in the sunset, now.”

Dreadwing only blinked. “I suppose, though I’m afraid I do not much understand art. I always preferred to read data pads and learn about various fields of study.” There was a pause. “Skyquake enjoyed art.” It was a quiet addition.

Boulder found his smile softening. “Yeah? You’ll have to tell me about it sometime.” he encouraged. He glanced at his canvas. “I like art. There’s no set way to do it and there’s not much penalty for making mistakes. It’s nice.”

The Seeker hummed. “Do you believe most mistakes can be fixed with a new perspective?”

Boulder blinked, frowning. There was something off in Dreadwing’s tone. The others might not pick up on it, but he was good with other bots. He always had been. “…this isn’t just about painting anymore, is it?”

Dreadwing startled, surprise making his field flare. “You are far more perceptive than your teammates.” he said after a moment.

Blades smiled, turning to fully face the flyer. “Blades gets too anxious and wrapped up in his own helm to really pick up on more subtle emotions, Chase can barley understand the complexities of his own feelings, let those of alone others, and Heatwave is too proud and headstrong to really know what to look for. They’re all good bots, and I care about them a lot, but they aren’t the most..”. he searched for the right word. “Emotionally intelligent. Blades can read others really well when he isn’t swept up in his worries, but the other two are a bit hopeless.” He wasn’t saying it to be mean or to criticize. It was just the way his friends were wired, he knew. They were naturally better than him at a lot of other things. It was just how things were.

Dreadwing nodded, acknowledging his words. “You are correct. It is not just about painting. But it is my burden to bare, and I will not trouble you with my struggles.”

Boulder chuckled. “Well that’s a bad idea.” he said lightly. “You’ve already helped us a lot. Chase told the team what you did for him. We’ve all seen what you’ve done for Blades. Why don’t you let us help too? You’re one of us now, it’s gotta be about give and take.”

Dreadwing stared. “Wise words for one so young.” he sighed. “Very well, I will share my thoughts.” he vented harshly, then stared intently at the painting Boulder had been working on. “My mistakes are many, and brutal, and not nearly as neat or benign as a misplaced streak of paint. I suppose I merely cannot see how a new perspective would fix them.” he said after a moment.

Boulder was quiet, before he lifted his gaze. “Can I offer my thoughts?” At Dreadwing’s nod, he continued. “You’ve made a lot of mistakes. You’ve done a lot of terrible things. I don’t doubt that. And I know there are a lot of Autobots who would want to see you pay for those mistakes.” he tilted his helm. “I don’t know the full scope of the War. I don’t know everything you’ve done. But I do know how bad off Cybertron was before we left it.” The Seeker shot him a startled look, and he smiled a little sadly,

“I didn’t join the Rescue Force just because I wanted to help others, Dreadwing. In fact, in the beginning, my motives were entirely selfish.” he explained. “When I got to the age where I’d be expected to work, I was told that my first shift would be at a construction site in Kaon. It scared me. I knew how dangerous construction work was and I knew that even if it didn’t kill me it would kill my spark to be forced into something I hated so much. The only escape, the only chance I had at something different, was the Rescue Force. So I signed up to the Academy, and the day I got in was the day I escaped what I would have suffered through otherwise. The others may not have been as aware of just how bad things were, but…I was from the lower castes, Dreadwing. I knew.” he said quietly.

The Seeker was surprised, his optics wide. He saw how Boulder gradually shrunk in on himself as he spoke, and it made something unpleasant twist in him. The bulldozer was usually more at ease and bright, it didn’t suit him to look so…defeated. After a moment of thought, he put a hand on Boulder’s back and stepped closer. He knew Chase would not want more than this, but Blades preferred hugs as his method of comfort. Dreadwing didn’t know what the little green bot preferred so he wanted to play it safe. His bid seemed to pay off, because Boulder shot him a faint smile.

“What I’m getting at is, I know how bad off Cybertron really was. So even if I don’t know your exact circumstance, I do have an idea of what might have pushed you over the edge. I did originally come from Nyon, after all. Granted, I came from one of its nicer quadrants, but…it was still Nyon.” Boulder sighed. Nyon, at one time, had been the cultural and religious center of Cybertron, rivaling Praxus in beauty and grandeur. But under Zeta Prime, Sentinel’s predecessor, it had fallen into near-total ruin. “You made mistakes, and some bad choices, but you only did it in the end when you were backed into a corner and had nowhere else to go. Your choice was the only one you had that would let you remain alive, and that was wrong. No one should have to choose between death and living life serving a tyrant.”

Dreadwing hadn’t explicitly said any of this, of course. But Boulder was perceptive, like the Seeker himself had said. He’d read between the lines. He had understood what Dreadwing hadn’t been saying. It was one of the reasons he’d so quickly accepted the large bot as a new fixture in their lives. In his optics, this was Dreadwing’s chance at a life he should have had to begin with.

“That doesn’t change what you did, but it adds context. And given that the War destroyed Cybertron and decimated our people…” Which had been another thing Optimus had opted not to tell them. Dreadwing had had to share that particular tidbit. “Well, the War has to end someday, and if it ends in Autobot victory then we can’t afford to lock up every ‘Con. I don’t think there’s enough Cybertronians left for that.”

He realized he hadn’t yet gotten around to answering Dreadwing’s statement, and embarrassment flushed through him. “You made mistakes. That’s true. But context adds perspective. And you have a chance here to prove to anyone in the future who would want to hold your past against you that you can do better. Griffin Rock is your trial run. Heal, relearn how to live without War, and make amends while you’re here. Then, when everything comes to an end and the dust settles, it’ll be a lot harder for people to say that you never tried to make things right or that you’re unwilling to change.” he looked up to meet Dreadwing’s gaze. “Prove to yourself that you can be better than who you used to be, and when the time comes for you to face your mistakes, everyone will see that you have what it takes to make it right.”

Dreadwing was frozen, and Boulder found himself smiling at the hints of shock in his field and gaze. “I…had not considered those points.” the Seeker admitted after a long minute.

Boulder chuckled. “New perspective, remember? I just so happened to be able to provide it. That’s part of the benefit of letting yourself trust and rely on others.”

The flyer shot him an indecipherable look, and nodded. “Thank you for reminding me of that, young one. I have not been able to put such faith in another since I last saw my brother. It is good to be reminded that I do not have to handle my burdens alone.”

Boulder beamed, nodding. His somber mood was seemingly forgotten and he gestured to his painting. “Glad I could help! Now, if you don’t mind, I have sudden inspiration for this and I’d like to finish it.” he said, stepping towards the canvas.

Dreadwing let his hand drop, head tilting. “May I watch?” At Boulder’s nod, he settled on a nearby crate and watched the bulldozer work. It was oddly soothing, seeing the colors go down on the canvas, watching the patterns and shapes form into a familiar image. Into…a very familiar image.

After Boulder finished the sunset and feather, he had begun painting…the Rescue Force Headquarters. And Dreadwing picked up the longing and melancholy in the youngling’s EM field. The Seeker’s spark ached at the bulldozer’s visible grief, and he frowned. So Boulder hadn’t so easily shrugged off his earlier memories of home and his life on Cybertron. Dreadwing was not surprised to see him painting the Rescue Force HQ. From what the youngling had said, it would have been the first place he was truly free of the shackles that had threatened to bind him.

Dreadwing said nothing until Boulder finished and stepped back, and it seemed he hadn’t realized what he’d been painting until then, because when he took in the whole painting his only reaction was to let out a quiet, surprised “Oh.”

Dreadwing stepped closer, letting his own field nudge at Boulder’s, and upon finding no protest he let it curl around the youngling. Boulder’s vocalizer clicked and reset itself before he was able to speak. “I hadn’t realized…”

Dreadwing hummed softly. “You miss it.” he could tell in the aching and longing that all but swamped the bulldozer.

“I don’t know why. Like I told you, I didn’t have the happiest beginnings back on Cybertron. But I still miss it. All of it, not just the Rescue Force. Nyon, too.” he said in a whisper.

Dreadwing put a hand on his back, keeping his field soft and soothing. “It is only logical. It was your home. It shaped you and created the foundation for who you are. And I doubt all of your young life was horrible. You said you came from the better areas of Nyon.”

Boulder nodded. “Yeah.” he admitted. “The All Spark Day celebrations were always amazing. And the bots were great. We all had the same origins and the same troubles so we all just…came together. We were…like a community.” he said softly. “We all took care of each other and helped each other and even if the city wasn’t always the best, the neighborhood we lived in was actually alright, for Nyon anyway. I never starved, even if I didn’t always have the best fuel. My life wasn’t great, but…it wasn’t horrible either. I miss all the good things.”

Dreadwing bowed his head. He couldn’t fully relate. He had had no such struggles in Vos, at least not until the Senate had banned any from leaving the city, but he could understand the longing. “Cybertron is dead, but it’s children are not. And hope for our home is not gone either. Perhaps one day there will be a way to return, and even if not, we still live. Once this War ends, it will be possible to keep the life of Cybertron’s heart and culture alive, even if the planet itself cannot be repaired.” he said softly. “You did not get to know Cybertron’s death as the rest of us did, for we knew our home was dying with each day the War dragged on. We had time to come to terms with the loss. You were forced to be confronted with it in a single, harsh day. The rest of us lost Cybertron in pieces, and you lost it all at once. The loss is harder on you than it ever was on me, or any other Cybertronian involved in the War.”

He paused to let the youngling take in all he was saying, the hand on his back smoothing up and down his tightly clamped armor plating. His tone gentled. “I cannot give you back your home, and I know that reminding you of your new home here on Earth will not make the ache go away. So I will only say this: grieve as much as you want for what you lost. Mourn what you were not able to have and the things you will never get back. If you deny yourself that much, you hurt only yourself.”

Boulder was shaking faintly, his frame just a few degrees too warm from the overwhelming force of the grief was processor was buckling under, and his optics threatening to leak cooling fluid in response. He turned a wide, shining look on to the Seeker. His field probed at Dreadwing’s as if asking for comfort, and his vocalizer clicked and reset itself before he actually was able to speak. “…Blades said you give good hugs.” he said quietly, his field holding the softest undercurrent of hope.

Dreadwing only hummed, gaze softening. So that was Boulder’s preferred form of comfort. He nodded, then wrapped his arms around the shaking youngling and pulled him close to his chest.

As Boulder trembled and let himself finally mourn the loss of his home, he found only one thought on his mind.

‘He really does give good hugs.’

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And here’s the next installment in the “of moments in life” AU! I hope everyone liked it! This was fun! I have so much inspiration for this AU you have no idea.

Boulder is the most well adjusted of all the Rescue Bots. That’s why I figured he’d be the best one to help Dreadwing with his own issues. But, even then, he’s still just a kid! A kid who woke up out of a very long nap to learn that his planet is dead and everything he’s ever known has been destroyed. He hid it well, but that shook him hard.

Dreadwing now has THREE children! All he needs now to complete the set is the fire truck! He also needs proper one-on-one bonding time with his helicopter child because their first real binding experience was with everyone watching. So there is that!

Until next time, friends!

#of moments in life au #tfp #transformers prime #tfrb #transformers rescue bots #rescue bots #tfp Dreadwing #Dreadwing #tfrb boulder #rescue bots Boulder #Dreadwing lives #Boulder is the only well adjusted one of the group I SWEAR #he’s the only one who doesn’t desperately need adult help #this time it’s Dreadwing who gets therapy! :D #Boulder is homesick though #it’s a good thing Dreadwing is there to make it better!#Boulder and Dreadwing bond #Boulder gets a dad!#macadam

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