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Title: Time Off
Fandom: IDW2
Ship: Arcee/Greenlight
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Summary: Arcee and Greenlight find that their scheduled off time has miraculously synced up.
A/N: For TF Femslash February’s prompt “free day”! Which isn't actually a prompt, obvs, but I decided to use it like one anyway, lol. While you’re here, consider donating to Care for Gaza.
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Arcee froze in her hab doorway, staring. Greenlight, datapad in hand, stared back from the couch with equal surprise. Then her face lit up with realization, a reflection of Arcee's own.
"We…" Arcee trailed off, afraid to break reality.
Greenlight, smiling, said, "We actually have the same off-shift."
Arcee finally stepped the rest of the way inside. The door at her back bolstered her confidence and she strode over to drop down beside Greenlight. "I have the rest of the day," she said, smiling herself.
"Me too," said Greenlight. She set her datapad aside and drew Arcee into her arms.
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Title: This Life You'll Live
Fandom: Transformers IDW2
Ship: Arcee/Greenlight
Word Count: 1000
Rating: PG
Summary: Missing scene. Greenlight returns home to Arcee and Gauge after the autopsy.
A/N: My piece for @femmemetalezine! Thanks so much for having me :D
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"Greenlight!"
The sound of her name pulls her out of her own thoughts just in time for her to see Gauge rushing to meet her, bouncing out their front door ahead of Arcee like she might fly away if only she tries hard enough. Greenlight catches her around the middle and pulls her close, ducking to catch the scent of new life and hope from the curve of her neck. Arcee steps in and wraps her arms around both of them, catching Gauge's giggles between their sparks.
Gauge snuggles into them for all of three seconds before she begins to wriggle, little feet probing for the ground they'd been so keen to escape. Greenlight can't remember a moment yet that Gauge hasn’t been moving. The memory of another little body lying still and cold stings her spark and she sets Gauge down still within the protection of their embrace, hands light on her shoulders. Arcee's fall over top of hers, entwining their fingers there.
"Missed me that much, hm?" Greenlight asks, offering them both the closest thing she can manage to a smile. It's harder with that little face, open and curious and excited, pointed up at her. She has to look at Arcee instead, not that it's much better having those silent questions bore through to her core. "Does that mean I'm the favorite?"
Gauge gasps, then whirls to throw her arms around Arcee's waist and snuggle into her belly.
"Noo," she whines, not quite covering her giggles. "Don't say that! You'll make Arcee sad, look."
Arcee, for her part, is too awed to play along with being sad. Her arms wrap around Gauge in turn, reverent and fierce, and she looks back at Greenlight with those silent questions in her optics again, burning even brighter. The sight of her, of both of them, makes Greenlight want to bundle them all away in the deepest corner of their home, the rest of the world left to rust.
"We both missed you," Gauge tells Greenlight as she peeks away from Arcee. That smile is back, if it was ever gone at all. "We were going to go see my quarters but Arcee said that we should wait for you, since you're invited."
Her spark feels like it might burn out of her chest. Before she knows it, she's taken a knee in front of Gauge and her hands are back on her, Arcee's quick to rejoin them. "Are you tired of us already?" she makes herself joke, hands pressed to Gauge's shoulders like she can keep her there, fingers tight around Arcee's in a silent plea.
Gauge gasps and jumps forward to wrap her arms around Greenlight this time. She pulls back and looks at Greenlight with a decent impression of the face the Arcee had used to reassure her when she'd been nervous that first night. "Of course not!" she says with soothing pats on Greenlight's back. "I love being here with you! But I need to know my new home."
It takes every scrap of self-control she has not to blurt out that Gauge isn't ready for that, not yet, not in this world that’s so much crueler than the one that she was born from yesterday. She darts a glance up at Arcee, who looks so much in pain that Greenlight almost checks her over for damage before she recognizes it as a reflection of her own feelings.
Oblivious, Gauge bounces between them. Greenlight's grip on her eases, though she doesn't relax, and as she stands, she runs her hands down from those little shoulders. Arcee follows as Gauge obligingly raises her arms so that Greenlight can trail all the way to those little hands. The three of them twine their fingers all together, Gauge huffing at how much higher their reach is than hers but giggling again when they briefly lift her.
"We can't expect her to stay her whole life with us," Arcee says even as her fingers tighten, "no matter how much we want to keep her."
"But so soon?"
“We’re behind schedule,” Acee reminds her, gentle but firm. The set of her jaw is brittle. “I don’t want the unrest hindering Gauge more than it has already.”
"You can visit me!" Gauge is quick to assure them both. "And you can even stay with me tonight, if you want. Arcee said that my quarters will have been stocked for me, so I can make refreshments!"
"I think an overnight sounds fun," Arcee says, face softening out into a smile as she looks down at Gauge. She meets Greenlight's gaze. "We have a lot of things we still need to discuss before tomorrow anyway."
Greenlight doesn’t respond for a long moment-- then she nods, resolute. She steps back, lets go with one hand to settle beside Gauge. Arcee follows suit so that they're holding Gauge from either side. Gauge starts her bouncing back up in earnest, holding tight and swinging their arms along with hers as she leads the way with a skip in her step, forgetting that she doesn’t know where she’s going. Yesterday, they might have waited longer to correct her, let her explore. Yesterday is a long way in the past.
When they reach her new quarters, they'll have to talk to her. Have to explain before she hears from somewhere else. But the tragedy is new yet, hardly more than an uneasy whisper on the streets. Not at all hard to miss beneath the pattering clang of new feet on the ground and the whistling of a carefree tune. They still have time for Gauge to enjoy this world and its promises before she has to know what it's become. When they do tell her, enshrined in her own home, they'll make sure she knows, too, that they'll be beside her all the way.
And as she meets Arcee’s gaze again over Gauge’s head, Greenlight knows that they’ll build her a new world, brick by brick, if they have to.
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Oh, come on! We're four pages in, I can't cry yet!!
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Title: Ready or Not
Fandom: Transformers IDW2
Ship: Arcee/Greenlight
Word Count: 1000
Rating: PG
Summary: Missing scene. Arcee and Greenlight prepare themselves to meet their new ward.
A/N: For Femslash February and for the femslash100100 prompt “ready”! I'm finally allowed to post my piece for Femme Metale-- which I'll be doing shortly-- and it put me in a mood for more Arceenlight+Gauge :D Granted, Gauge is barely in this but still!
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All of Cybertron seemed to be speaking at once, white noise dancing like static over Arcee's last functioning nerve. Her hands twitched for a weapon-- a blade, a blaster, anything at all that she could use. But, of course, no weapon would serve her here, now.
Her hands twitched again in spite of the thought and Greenlight caught one of them in one of her own, a better fit than any weapon ever had been. Maybe, Arcee thought, this was what she had been twitching for after all. She returned the grip and turned to find Greenlight smiling at her. Arcee felt herself relax but couldn't dredge up a smile of her own.
"It's alright to be nervous," Greenlight said, the murmur somehow cutting through the incessant background noise of the crowd. Her smile faltered and Arcee could see the flicker of a shadow beyond the love shining in the light of her optics. She hadn't known Brainstorm well but she had known him and the shock of his death-- his murder-- ran deep regardless. "Especially now."
"There was supposed to be more time," Arcee said, the words heavy with the topic she was speaking around. "I didn't expect--"
"Who did?" Greenlight's grip grew tighter, her face haunted. "Who could have?" She shook it off a moment later, leaning to press her forehead to Arcee's and reaching for Acree's other hand. If Arcee had been any less familiar with Greenlight's touch, she didn't think she'd have noticed the tremble. "But we're here now, one way or another. And soon," she tipped her head, and Arcee's with her, towards the platform at the base of the Pyramid, "she'll be here too." In a passable imitation of Proxima, she added, "'It always seems too soon until you've met them-- that's when you realize you couldn't have known them soon enough.'"
Arcee managed a dry huff of a laugh. "I've read the book, Greenlight." She shifted their grip so that she could hide her own tremors between Greenlight's fingers. "Which means I also read the part that says no plan survives first contact with the-- with your new ward." She nuzzled Greenlight and drew back to look at the stage. Orion Pax had raised his hands for attention so that he could begin his speech. It wouldn't be long now for their cue. "I don't understand how you're so calm."
She looked back in time to see Greenlight startle, as if nervousness hadn't occurred to her. "Well, I suppose it's because you're the newly assigned mentor here, not me-- I'm just here for moral support."
"What." Another laugh, this one higher than the last, found its way out of Arcee's vocalizer. "Greenlight, you're going to be as much of a mentor as I am."
The light of Greenlight's optics went pale and when she squeezed Arcee's hands again, she didn't seem to be offering comfort so much as asking for it. "I-- I suppose I didn't think about it that way--"
"We talked about this before I even applied."
"Yes, we-- but I just-- it--" Greenlight reset her vocalizer with an audible click and looked towards the still sealed door of the Pyramid with an almost desperate air. "It completely slipped my mind, I think. Like the memory file got buried under the-- all the excitement. You were the one whose application was selected, you were the one who got the call--"
"As if who I had beside me as a co-mentor didn't make any difference to my being accepted," said Arcee. She could feel a smile growing now as her spark danced in her chamber, spreading warmth throughout her frame. Greenlight's expression seemed to dance too; Arcee watched with no small fascination as Greenlight sped through what she suspected was every emotion she herself had felt since she'd been notified of her assignment.
Not for the first time in the last two kilocycles-- or even the last cycle, come to that-- Arcee found herself falling in love with her all over again.
"I'm going to be a mentor," Greenlight said as if in a daze. She turned that desperate look back on Arcee now. "Arcee, I'm about to be a mentor."
Arcee laughed, leaning back in to press their foreheads together again. A thought about the timing tickled her processor but she pushed it away, cast the light of the occasion against the shadow of the reason for it. Her new ward-- their new ward-- deserved a better welcome than that. She said, "We're about to be mentors."
Greenlight's expression smoothed back into a smile of her own, though her trembling was rather more obvious. "Together."
"As always," said Arcee, expression softening. She tugged on their joined hands and then shook them loose so that she could hold Greenlight close with a grip on her shoulders instead.
Hands falling to Arcee's waist, Greenlight nuzzled along Arcee's jaw to her audial and added, "As we were meant to be."
For a moment, they might as well have been the only two living beings on the planet. Then Orion Pax, booming and warm, announced them-- announced Arcee, at any rate, which was as good as announcing them both.
With a parting brush of lips, they separated and Arcee saw all of her own feelings, from her fear to her wonder, reflected in Greenlight's face. They joined hands again, intertwined fingers squeezing tight. Their plating sang as excitement made it shudder in rippling waves against their protoforms.
"That's us," Arcee said, laughing at herself as she did.
Grinning, Greenlight nudged her shoulder against Arcee's, urging her towards the stage. "Then let's go," she said. "Remember what Proxima says--"
"We can't meet her soon enough," said Arcee. She shook herself sharply and strode forward, tugging Greenlight along-- not that she needed to be tugged, really. Not once she saw-- and Arcee knew from her grip the minute she saw-- a lone little figure silhouetted by the light pouring now from the Pyramid doors. "Ready or not."
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*uglysobbing*
I just love them so much, omg T_T
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These little protective gestures are getting me right in the heart.
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No exaggeration, I want them to have their own ongoing. I am so on board with this new ship and Gauge is adorable. I know we’re getting a Galaxies issue that focuses on her-- and her moms by proxy, I imagine-- and I doubt that’ll be the last we see of them. But following their adventures outright could be such a fun way of exploring the wider universe that’s been set up.
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Mama bear Arcee is just what I need in these trying times.
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WHEN I TELL YOU I CHEERED OUT LOUD
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Oh, well, there go my battle couple headcanons for them. They were pretty tenuous anyhow. So, does this mean that Greenlight came around after the war or that she was around but wasn’t a soldier?
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On the one hand, I’m a little off-put that they’ve kinda metatextually broken up two femships from the last continuity to give us this one. On the other hand, I am super interested in seeing more of this.
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