Hi, Can We Have A Part 2 Of Hot Rod Being A Carrier And Ending Up Attached The Sparkling That Was Given

Hi, can we have a part 2 of hot rod being a carrier and ending up attached the sparkling that was given to a couple in high command.

After he passes out its Soundwave who finds him and takes him back to his private quarters. Soundwave found him because the decepticons attacked the base and took hot rod with them when they noticed his carrier protocols activated but there was no sparkling. Decepticons had a strict law to never separate a carrier from their sparkling so they scoured the area and found the couple with the sickly sparkling that was crying for hot rod and the bitty only stopped crying when they were placed in hot rods arms.

Hot rod wakes up to the bitty, his bitty, and soundwaves youngest new spark cassette feeding from his pouches. He couldn’t stop himself from checking over both of them and he couldn’t stop himself from growling at soundwave or megatron when they came closer to him since he was feeding vulnerable and sick sparklings that needed protection.

Hot rod decides to join the decepticons because he’ll do anything to keep both sparklings his spark is now attached to. His frame also thinks its the perfect time to puff up his tanks and spread his hips because now his carrier coding has safely activated because of soundwave and he’s so embarrassed by it but Soundwave loves it.

Soundwave keeps his servos on Hot rods tanks and lower back to help him around and to keep others from touching whats his.

They are happy.

"Soundwave we have a situation."

"What is it?"

"We have an Autobot..."

"Have you been spotted?"

"Not exactly, he's unconscious."

"Leave him. He probably drank too much."

"There's something off about him... I think you need to come see this."

He carefully moved out of his hiding spot from where he'd been observing the base. Looking for any weaknesses that might help their upcoming raid.

Going to Ravages location he found an Autobot laying on the ground unconscious.

He scanned him and saw the same thing Ravage did. His carrier protocols were activated.

"Do you think he's sparked?"

Ravage shook his head.

"No. He doesn't smell like it."

"That means there's a missing sparkling somewhere around here."

He scooped the unconscious carrier into his arms. Frowning at how light he felt. If he was feeding his sparkling he should be heavier. Needing to eat more since he was feeding for two.

He took in the carrier, looking him over more closely. He was a mess. His paint was chipped and dull. His frame showed signs of exhaustion and he felt his spark drop suddenly having a bad feeling. He recognized these signs. The same thing would happen to carriers in the gladiator pits when their sparkling was taken away.

"You don't think?"

Ravage tail flicked behind him in realization.

"They wouldn't be that cruel."

"I don't know... I think I can find the sparkling since the carrier still smells like them."

"Do it."

"What about the mission?"

"This is more important."

He pulled the carrier closer. Silently telling him to hold on.

"Report back when you've found the sparkling. I'm going to take their carrier to the medbay."

Ravage nodded and he carefully went back to his own base. Avoiding Autobot patrol's.

Taking him to the medbay. He laid him on a med berth. Letting the medics work.

Rubbing a gentle hand along the carriers face. He promised to find his little one and return them.

Stepping out of the medbay he found a message from Ravage.

"Did you find them?"

"Yes."

He froze taking in the sound of Ravages voice. He seemed disgusted by something.

"What is it?"

"The Autobots took the sparkling away from his carrier and gave it to another couple. Who aren't even taking care of him. He's obviously sick and they aren't doing anything."

"He needs his carrier."

"I know. If we don't hurry the sparkling is going to die."

Nodding. He got everything in order for the raid. It was time they attacked.

During the raid he broke into the apartment. Where the sparkling was laying in his crib. So weak he couldn't even cry. Just laying there abandoned.

It made him angry and he promised himself he'd punish those responsible.

For the Decepticons this is one of the worst things you could do. Many of them have either known or had their own sparklings ripped from their arms.

He put a hand on his chest. Where his youngest was docked. The very idea of losing him was unbearable.

Taking the sparkling back to the Decepticon base. He carried him into the medbay which had gone silent at the sight of a sick sparkling.

He placed the little one on his carriers chest. The sparkling made a small sound and the carrier responded. His chest plating opened letting his sparkling feed.

He had to hold the sparkling because he was too weak to move.

Gently stroking his helm. He felt hope when he noticed the sparkling was already starting to look better. Now that he was with his carrier.

He felt Ratbat open his dock with a chirp. Looking around he sniffed the air and then flew to the Autobot.

He went to grab him when the sparkling latched on and refused to let go. Snuggling again the Autobot he sighed feeling slightly worried.

He didn't want Ratbat getting attached to someone who might leave the Decepticons, after he's gotten better. Either to become a neutral or return to the Autobots.

He hated that idea but he knew he couldn't force him to stay.

When Hot Rod woke up, he felt warm and comfortable. Feeling something on his chest he looked down and gasped.

His sparkling had been returned to him and was peacefully sleeping with another sparkling curled up as well. He had no idea where he'd come from or when he'd gotten his sparkling back.

His memories were hazy and when he looked around he found himself in an unfamiliar room.

The door opened and he growled. Pulling the sparklings closer. He held them protectively while staring down Soundwave.

The Decepticon froze. Energon cubes in hand, which made his tanks rumble.

"You need to eat."

"Where am I?"

"You're in my room."

Feeling one of the sparklings shift. He gently rocked his arms. Soothing them back to sleep.

"how did I get here?"

"I found you passed out near the Autobots base. Your sparkling had been taken and was being raised by another couple."

Slowly his memories came back and he pulled his sparkling closer. Checking him over to make sure he was uninjured.

"When I found him. He was sick. I wasn't sure if he would make it."

He looked up at the Decepticon in distress. He should have fought harder to protect his little one.

"The other one is my youngest cassette."

Soundwave seemed slightly embarrassed and his sparkling chirped. Flying over to the Decepticon giving the energon in his hands a curious look.

Soundwave quickly handed it over,.before Ratbat got stuck again.

"Not for you."

He stroked his little head. Studying the Autobot who watched.closely. Never taking his optics off the sparkling in his hands.

Not wanting to upset the carrier. He handed him back. Watching as he easily tucked him back against his chest.

"What's your name?"

"Hot Rod."

He carefully drinks the cube of energon. His instincts telling him that he needed it, to keep his sparklings healthy.

At first he was unsure about living with Soundwave. Especially after all the horror stories he's heard about him.

But the Decepticon took care of him and his sparklings. He never had to worry about not getting enough fuel or either of them being taken away.

He decided to join the Decepticons because they could protect them and he didn't want to leave Soundwave or any of his cassettes.

As time went on, his body started changing. Making him look more like a carrier. At first he was insecure but Soundwave seemed to enjoy the way his body looked. Always complementing him and making him feel special.

He was so amazing and he loved him so much. Whenever they were out in public. He'd always keep a hand around his waist. Deterring any Decepticons who might want him for himself because a healthy carrier was seen as attractive.

Eventually the two of them bonded and he ended up getting sparked. His sparklings were excited about having a little sibling and he couldn't wait to have another one. Especially with someone he loved.

I love your stories. Its something i look forward to everyday. I left two long asks just now & probably about to leave a third.

Love your work.

- cozy

Set in the transformers prime universe. You have to admit that soundwave is so attractive.

Maybe it’s Rodimus or Hot rod whichever you pick, who lands on Earth by accident. He wanted nothing to do with the war since he recognized it was pointless after the loss of their home world and neither backing down from what was now a personal fight rather than wanting the betterment for their respective sides.

Rodimus or hot rod was known for having joined the autobots side after the fall of Nyon but was even more known for his deep involvement and refusal to hurt Soundwave. The cons could see why the two never raised a blaster or claw to each other but the autobots couldn’t.

When his ship crashed he was badly injured and accidentally sent a distressed spark signal that both parties felt and recognized as a carrier in need.

Soundwave dropped everything and opened a warpgate directly besides hot rod/rodimus and immediately made grunting noises despite his oath as he tore apart the wreckage looking for his conjunx and spark mate.

Megatron already knew by the pulse of a carriers spark that it was soundwaves mate and ordered Knockout and breakdown to prep the medbay for a carrier and potential sparkling.

Just as Soundwave was about to reach Hot rod/rodimus Optimus himself emerged from a warpgate with ratchet and immediately fired at soundwave who sent out a sound pulse so violent it knocked the two back and took some of their finish off their frames before knocking them unconscious.

Hot rod/rodimus made a noise of distress and pain and Soundwave lifted him from the rubble feeling his spark latch on to his conjunx and the tiny life he realized he left within Rodimus/hot rod at their last meeting before coming to earth.

He rushed Hot rod/rodimus into the warp gate and took him to Knockout and breakdown and didn’t leave his side for a nano klik.

The sparkling was alive and needed transfluid donations but it was hot rod/rodimus who was in worse shape. Turns out he fled from an autobot ship that found out about the sparkling he was keeping secret. He was trying to reach a neutral territory when he ended up crash landing after being shot down since he was deemed a con carrying traitor.

Rodimus/hot rods tanks looked swollen like he was sparked but it was the beginning stages. Soundwave was understandably pissed and when Hot rod/rodimus woke up he was fearful and surprised. He didn’t know how soundwave would take the news and he was worried for his sparkling.

Soundwave gave him the transfluid donation he needed after making sure hot rod/rodimus understood to never keep a secret from him again and that his place was beside soundwave.

The nemesis now has to get used to having a carrier onboard and Soundwave being ten times scarier than usual on accident as he looms behind Rodimus/hot rod who can’t help his instincts demand he take care of the bots on board that don’t get enough fuel or recharge or have too much stress.

Megatron is very noticeably a lot less of a tyrant and more the freedom fighter he used to be while Starscream all together stops trying to murder their leader and settles for enjoying the attention of a carrier.

Breakdown has a new friend he can’t be rough with and knockout has someone just as pretty as he is who he can polish.

They all collectively don’t go near soundwave’s hab at night because of the telling clangs and headboard knocking.

They don’t want to picture their surrogate carrier getting fragged by a terrifying mech

"Please don't do this! Just let us go!"

He panicked begging the Autobots to let him go. He struggled against the handcuffs. Looking over in fear. He could see one of them holding a large knife.

"Please. Don't kill them."

"This was the choice you made. Fraternizing with the enemy is a capital offense. The thing inside of you is an abomination and needs to be exterminated.

"No their innocent!"

He sobbed. One of them growled slapping him in the face so hard he felt dizzy.

"That thing is part Decepticon. There is nothing innocent about it. Decepticons must be exterminated even half breeds like the thing inside of you."

"This is going to hurt a lot. Because you don't deserve pain meds for your crimes. But don't worry afterwards when we purge you of the halfbreed. We've got some special doctors here who'll make you all better."

He glanced over at the mnemosurgeon who grinned down at him.

"After my surgery you'll never love him or any Decepticon again."

"No! Stop!"

He struggled optics wide in terror.

Around him the Autobots ignored him as they prepared for surgery. He sobbed feeling the life inside of him that was going to be killed too soon.

"Our planet may be gone but our species will live on through carriers like you, but first we have to make you perfect."

He kept struggling when the ship was attacked. Alarms blared as the room shook. The Autobots cursed going to see what was happening.

He looked around desperately. Searching for a way to free himself. The cuffs he was wearing stopped him from using his outlier ability.

Noticing a knife laying nearby. He reached for it. Using the very end of his fingers. He struggled to push it closer.

"Come on just a little more."

He struggled. Sighing when he grabbed the knife. He then used it to free one of his hands and was about to free the other. When the door opened. His hand fell to his side. Spark pounding as he watched the mnemosurgeon. Hoping he didn't notice the knife laying nearby.

He looked angry about something and was cursing the Decepticons for ruining his plans. Walking over to him his optics widened when he saw his knives out.

"I won't let them take you from me. You're mine."

The mnemosurgeon leaned closer and he grabbed the knife stabbing them in the neck.

He quickly sat up pulling off the hand and feet cuffs, as the surgeon fell to the ground. Blood squirting from their neck as they choked on it.

He kicked him in the face on the way out because no one threatens to hurt his sparkling and gets away with it. Opening the door he easily took care of the guards stabbing them both.

He then ran down the hallway, looking at the other prison cells. They were all empty except for one. Opening the door his carrier gave him a relieved look.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

He quickly broke the cuffs and his carrier looked him over making sure he wasn't injured.

"Did they hurt you?"

"They didn't get a chance. Are you okay?"

"Yes. I heard they were giving you the surgery first... And I was worried."

"Let's get out of here."

He wrapped his carriers arm around his shoulder and helped lead him to the escape pods. Occasionally the ship would shake from whatever the Decepticons were doing.

"I'm so sorry Hot Rod."

"It's not your fault."

He quickly reassured. Knowing his carrier felt guilty for having him. Because he'd be a tank carrier and would always be at risk.

In the optics of some they were an abomination that needed to be exterminated. Unless they could exploit it for their own gain.

Trying not to think about it. He focused on getting to the escape pods.

They ran into a few more guards. Which he quickly disposed of with the help of his carrier who took their weapons.

"We need to hurry. I don't know how long we have until this ship goes down."

When they finally made it to the escape pods they both sighed in relief. He helped his carrier inside and was about to climb in when he was grabbed.

"Not so fast. You two aren't getting away so easily."

He felt the guard squeeze his spoiler painfully and he struggled against them. His carrier shouted trying to reach for him.

"Hot Rod!"

"Step out of the escape pod now."

The guard ordered and he could see his carrier struggling to stand. Looking at the launch pad, he made a quick decision. Kicking it as hard as he could.

His carriers optics widened in realization as he yelled.

"No!"

Before being launched into space. The guard cursed looking angry as he shook him.

"You little brat. If you weren't so valuable I'd kill you for that."

The guard tried dragging him out of the room and he acted quickly. Stabbing them in the chest. They shot him in the arm which he barely noticed as the two struggled.

He fell to the ground. Hitting his head with the guards body on top. Pushing him off. He staggered into the nearest escape pod.

He'd just closed the door when more guards ran in and started shooting at the pod trying to stop it from ejecting.

One of their bullets hit the control panels causing it to spark.

He was suddenly ejected. Except instead of going to Cybertron. He was being taken somewhere else.

Around him sirens blared as he tried to fix the destination.

"No. No. No."

He felt a weird sensation through his body and then he was knocked unconscious.

Soundwave was working on the monitors like usual. When he got an alert coming from a crashed escape pod with an Autobot signal.

He went to tell Megatron, because whoever this mysterious Autobot is they could be trouble.

Megatron ordered a small team to assemble.

"Soundwave. You are the leader of this operation. Find out who this mysterious Autobot is."

He nodded, opening up a ground bridge. He along with some vehicons walked out securing the area.

Weapons drawn they surveyed the scene. Looking at the escape pod he could see an Autobot mark on it.

He could also see that it had been damaged from the crash. Walking closer. He looked into the glass and took a step back in surprise. Almost making a sound despite his vow of silence.

Using his tentacles he immediately opened the pod throwing the door to the side. He stared at Hot Rod in shock and awe. He thought he was dead after losing contact with him just before he went to Earth.

He mourned him. Wanting to end his life and return to the all spark. The only thing stopping him was Laserbeak who'd lost everyone but him. He couldn't do that to her.

Somehow he forced himself to live. Even though every day was agony without Hot Rod by his side. Now by some miracle he'd been returned to him.

He looked him over. Taking in all of his injuries that would need medical attention.

He carefully picked him up. The vehicons going silent when they realized who it was.

Although Hot Rod had chosen the Autobots he never stopped loving him. They promised to never hurt each other. In case the war ended they didn't want their relationship to he completely destroyed.

Besides neither of them could hurt the other. They both loved each other too much. Despite being in different factions. Hot Rod was the love of his life and he'd always love him not matter what.

He stroked his cheek. Admiring his beautiful mate. Even though they were on opposite sides. They still found ways to meet up. They never shared any information about either side. They'd snuggle together. Reminding each other they were still alive and despite everything they would always love each other.

Megatron wanting to know what was happening sent him a message. He quickly told him the details and could feel his surprise through the message.

Megatron was aware of their relationship. Making sure Hot Rod was never injured during battles.

When they bonded Megatron had been their witness. It had been after a hard month.

They'd both had near fatal encounters while doing their jobs and needed each other. Realizing life was short and they never knew what was going to happen. They decided to bond their sparks together.

He was brought out of his thoughts by Hot Rod waking up. He moaned in pain. His field fluctuating as he reached out.

His optics widened when he felt a small unfamiliar light next to his beloveds. He stared in awe when he realized what it was.

Before he could reach out and feel his little one the Autobots showed up.

He glared, as Optimus fired at him. Acting all heroic as he told him to get away from his carrying mate.

Ratchet stood behind him taking in Hot Rods state and acting like he was the one who caused those injuries. Which he would never do. He'd rather kill himself than hurt his mate.

Ratchet turned to Optimus as though he was worried about Hot Rods safety and told him to get Hot Rod away from him. Which wasn't going to happen.

Worried about his mate getting hurt. He tried to open a ground bridge and at least get him out of there. Not wanting to put him or their sparkling in harms way. Of course the Autobots wouldn't let him and continued shooting.

Ignoring how they were putting one of their own in danger. When Optimus almost shot Hot Rod he realized they weren't trying to protect him. They were trying to keep Hot Rod away from him by any means necessary.

Angry they dared to hurt his mate. He used a sonic blast to blast them away. Causing some of their paint to fall off, as they were knocked unconscious by the blast. Hot Rod whimpered and he opened another ground bridge immediately rushing inside. Uncaring of Optimus or Ratchet as long as they stayed away from his family.

Knockout and Breakdown were already waiting for him. Megatron having called them in advance and telling them to prepare the medbay.

He carried Hot Rod to the medbay. Being as gentle as possible not wanting to make his injuries worse. Megatron followed after them. Worried about Hot Rod. Who'd been his friend before the war.

He informed them of Hot Rods condition while Breakdown and Knockout worked. Wanting them to be careful in fear of them hurting the new spark.

Megatron was surprised to learn Hot Rod was sparked and congratulated him through comms.

He nodded holding Hot Rods hand. Ignoring the looks Knockout and Breakdown shared.

The damage to Hot Rod was extensive. Not all of it was from the crash which made him angry.

When he found whoever hurt his mate he was going to make them pay.

Staying by Hot Rods side the entire time. He watched as Breakdown and Knockout worked on repairing his mate. Being careful not to hurt the sparkling.

When they were done, they left him to rest. While he sat by his side, waiting for him to wake up. Never leaving his side.

Hot Rod was out for a few hours before he finally woke up. Letting him see his beautiful blue optics.

"Hot Rod."

He stood up and his mate turned to him. Looking confused and disoriented.

"Are you really here?"

"Yes. I'm here."

He squeezed his hand and Hot Rod began to cry while reaching for his stomach.

"Is my--"

"The sparkling is fine. Although it needs transfluid donations. Something I will happily deal with when we get the chance."

"Where are we?"

"On the nemesis. You crash landed on a planet called Earth. Which is where we are staying for now."

"Is my carrier here?"

He frowned shaking his head.

"No. Why?"

"We'd been captured together."

"Captured? By who!?"

He looked at his mate startled. Because all the Decepticons should know better than to touch his mate.

"Autobots. They found out you were the sire and tried to kill our sparkling. They were kidnapping carriers and wanted to force them to have sparklings."

He growled. His tentacles snapping at the very idea.

"Are you okay? Did they hurt you?"

"I managed to escape with Perceptor. We got separated when we were trying to leave the ship."

Hot Rod looked sad likely thinking of his carrier.

"He could still be alive. Our people are spread all over the galaxy. Those who are here are just a small number."

Hot Rod nodded and he rubbed his spoiler soothingly.

"I wanted to tell you. I'd been planning on telling you until I was captured."

"It's okay. You're here now. I won't let the Autobots hurt you or our sparkling."

His mate nodded looking exhausted and he let him rest.

When he was feeling better and Knockout released him from the medbay. He carried him back to his room ignoring the crews stares.

Laying Hot Rod down the two made out. Exploring each other's bodies. They were both eager to reunite after so long.

He spent the night filling his mate with transfluid. Making sure he felt loved as the two came together. Reunited at last.

With Hot Rod here. It felt like everything fell into place. He was no longer an Autobot. Disgusted with his cause for trying to kill his sparkling.

He changed the Decepticons for the better. They didn't even realize how far they'd lost track of their goals. Until Hot Rod was there to remind them.

Megatron stopped using dark energon and got rid of any remnants onboard. Worried about it harming the sparkling which Hot Rod was grateful for.

After all these years the two seemed to pick up their friendship. Megatron's temper began to lessen. Not wanting to hurt Hot Rod or the sparkling.

Hot Rod who was unable to fight. Spent his days helping the crew.

Everyone seemed to be calmer. Starscream schemed a lot less. Letting Hot Rod groom him and take care of him in a way he hasn't had since his trine mates were alive.

His seeker instincts telling him their was a carrier who needed protection and to be looked after.

Knockout loved working on his paint job. He always wanted a sparkling but with the war he never had the chance.

The two would talk about racing and automobiles. Hot Rod even showed him a brush made specifically in Nyon. Which was helpful in getting small areas that were hard to reach. Something Knockout was excited to use.

Breakdown was happy his Conjunx was happy. He also liked being taken care of just like the rest of the crew.

The vehicons were often times doted on. Hot Rods instincts pushing him to take care of everyone. After battles he'd cuddle with them in his nest. Letting them vent as he looked after them.

The Decepticons benefited a lot from having Hot Rod around. Especially Soundwave who was never far from his mate.

While Hot Rod helped the crew. Soundwave would stand behind him as his threatening shadow. Making sure his mate and new spark were safe and being taken care of.

He was somehow scarier and not as scary at the same time now that Hot Rod was around. He was more protective and the crew saw him a lot more but whenever it came to Hot Rod he always seemed to melt. Putting a protective hand on his belly or lower back. Wanting to make sure everyone knew that Hot Rod was his.

He was also more relaxed and less stressed. He didn't even realize he'd been burning himself out until Hot Rod got here and forced him to take breaks.

Hot Rod needed a lot of transfluid to make sure their sparkling was happy and Soundwave was always happy to help. The crew always made sure to stay far away when that happened because those two were very enthusiastic.

Despite Hot Rod being sparked he was still able to interface for a long time. Megatron was suddenly reminded of the time he lived together with Soundwave when they were both gladiators.

The entire crew was determined to end the war quickly. Wanting to get revenge for the Autobots trying to kill Hot Rods sparkling and not wanting the sparkling to grow up in a war.

Hot rod being found by a decepticon as a sparkling. He has a spark condition and that leads the other cons to be very protective of him

He surveyed the destruction of Nyon feeling angry. Around him he could see his fellow Decepticons just as angry.

Zeta Prime was the reason behind all this death and destruction. He would punish him and all who follow him.

Walking the streets of Nyon he had his Decepticons search for anyone still alive. He knew it was pointless. But they'd get restless if they didn't at least try.

He walked around looking at all the destroyed buildings. He admired their bravery even in the face of Zetas weapon. The way they sacrificed themselves to end him is admirable.

He looked around searching the rubble when he heard what sounded like a cry. When he didn't see anything he was going to dismiss it as the wind. Until he heard it again.

Searching the area he called his fellow Decepticons to help. They lifted off some rubble finding the graying bodies of two people. Wrapped in their arms however was a very much alive sparkling who reached for him in fear.

He picked the sparkling up. The others staring in amazement at the little thing that managed to survive all of this.

He took him to the medbay where he was checked over and they learned his name was Hot Rod.

He looked the sparkling over who's yellow spoilers fluttered when he noticed.

The sparkling looked up at him with his big blue eyes. Tiny hands holding onto his, so he didn't go very far.

The medic made a sound of alarm and he immediately looked over wanting to know what was wrong.

"It appears he has a spark issue."

"Is it from the destruction of Nyon?"

"No. It's from before that. He was born with the condition."

"What did this mean?"

"It means he'll need equipment to monitor his spark and he'll need medicine to regulate it."

"Do we have such items?"

His spark spun rapidly in his chest. Worried the sparkling would survive the destruction of his home city only to die because of a spark condition.

"We do."

Hook handed it over and told him what to do.

"He'll need to take the medicine every day. The monitors will tell you when he's about to have an episode. If he begins to have a seizure take him to the medbay. If he doesn't. You'll need to inject this into his chest to keep his spark moving."

He nodded. Knowing it was a big responsibility but unable to find another caregiver for the sparkling. After letting Nyon get destroyed. Taking care of it's last survivor was the least he could do.

Hot Rod yawned looking exhausted after everything that's happened. He took him back to the Decepticons base and was surprised to find some of his troops waiting for him with sparkling supplies.

"We heard the news and wanted to help. It's not much but it's a start."

"Thank you."

They began setting up the crib near his bed. The constructicons already planning on knocking out a wall and creating a nursery for the sparkling.

He wasn't the only one who'd become attached to the little mech. Everyone who met him seemed to be charmed by the little one. He never had a shortage in babysitters. Knowing all of them would protect Hot Rod with their lives.

They were very protective of the sparkling especially because of his spark condition. Everyone who wanted to babysit went to Hooks class. Where he taught them how to care for Hot Rod specifically.

Watching them come together. He was reminded of his times in the mines. Where everyone would work together to raise the young.

Holding Hot Rod against his chest. He was determined to overthrow the functionalist who would see Hot Rod as broken and dispose of him. The very idea disgusted him.

He didn't want Hot Rod to grow up like he did. Struggling to survive. Everyone was determined to end the war. None of them wanting Hot Rod to fight. Instead they were determined to give him a better life and future than they ever had.

new warrior mech on the warship, and idw rodimus immediately takes a liking to him:3 heat cycles all around the ship start and roddy just can’t help but go after the cute new mech on his crew<3 the captain states it plainly and makes his move, the new mech accepting shyly. hims a shy little bot. they do it not once, not twice, not three times, but four. roddy wants to breed the shy little mech, keep him tied up in the captain’s room to be filled and used whenever. ofc, there’s always aftercare and kisses 🤍🤍

~ 🔥anon

He shifted around in his bed feeling uncomfortable. Like his frame was too tight and too hot for his body. Everyone's heat cycles were starting up and his was usually miserable.

He'd use suppressants but Ratchet was a tyrant and bans them because they're "not safe."

What does he know anyway. There may be some side effects but that just gives him a more spicy personality.

Despite his amazing arguments Ratchet has ignored him every single time and now he has to suffer.

Getting up he started working on his nest while mumbling to himself. It wasn't fair. Ratchet got to share his heat cycle with Drift while he was all alone.

He paused what he was doing feeling a small pang in his chest when he realized everyone had someone except for him.

He tried not to let it bother him. Ignoring the heat for now. He focused on making his nest. Only to get frustrated when he couldn't get it exactly how he wanted.

Giving up he pushed it to the floor and laid on his bed wishing it was over.

His body felt hot all over but he still wanted snuggles. He desperately wanted someone to touch him and hold him. Make him feel like he's safe.

Hearing a knock on the door he groaned forcing himself to get up. He walked to the door expecting Ultra Magnus to deliver him datapads.

Which he somehow expected him to do even during his heat cycle. Claiming that since he didn't have anyone to help him, the paperwork might distract him from his heat.

Instead he was surprised to find Soundwave. He joined their crew not too long ago. Wanting to get away from everything like the rest of them. Everyone thought he was there for Megatron. Wanting to convince him to come back to the Decepticons. But so far he hasn't said or done anything that might indicate he was there for Megatron. In fact he seemed to be avoiding his co captain.

"Do you need something?"

He clung to the doorway feeling his legs shake. Hoping whatever it was wouldn't take long. So he could go back to being miserable.

"Are you okay?"

He gave him surprised look because he wasn't expecting that and no one had asked him that before.

"Why are you asking?"

"You sounded like you were in pain."

Soundwave gestured towards his room, which was right next to his. A safety precaution in case Soundwave was up to something.

Feeling embarrassed. He thought about denying it, but from the look on Soundwave's face he knew it was no use. He probably looked terrible right now.

"My heats started and it's being terrible like usual."

Soundwave shifted looking almost nervous.

"I heard you don't have anyone to share a heat with."

He flinched. Even though he shouldn't be surprised his crew talked behind his back. It still hurt to know the crew was talking about him being alone during his heat cycle. It made him feel vulnerable in a way he didn't like.

"I don't have anyone to help me with my rut and I was wondering if we could help each other out. That way we aren't alone."

His first reaction was to say no because Soundwave was a Decepticon, but then he thought about it. He hasn't done anything to him and when he was a Decepticon he was following Megatron's orders. Someone he's come to see as a friend despite his past and basically killing him.

He didn't want to be alone and Soundwave didn't want to be either. It probably wasn't easy asking him to help. Especially since they didn't know each other very well.

"Okay."

He found himself agreeing. Moving out of the way to let Soundwave into his apartment. He could see the Decepticon looking around taking in his room. When his optics landed on his destroyed nest laying on the floor. He felt embarrassed as he rushed over picking it up. Not wanting Soundwave to leave him for not having a nest ready.

He began throwing it onto his bed without thought. Feeling embarrassed and trying to force himself to pretend like everything was fine.

Soundwave stopped him. By putting a hand over his. Which sent a tingle down his spine. He dismissed it, as his heat cycle wanting him to be touched.

"Let me help you."

Soundwave began moving things around looking at him for direction. He grabbed some of the material and started to help as well, making sure everything was perfect as his instincts took over.

It helped soothe him and he found himself relaxing. Feeling a lot less nervous about mating with Soundwave.

He thought the Decepticon would want to get right into it, but instead he took his time. The two cuddled together in his nest. Which felt amazing and he didn't realize how desperate he was for touch or any kind of contact.

They traded kisses as they snuggled. Getting to know each other and their scent. Which helped make things more comfortable.

If was really nice and he enjoyed snuggling with Soundwave. Slowly the two began to explore each other's bodies as they traded kisses.

Until they eventually started fragging. Soundwave made him come more times than he could count. The two of them clinging to them and having an amazing time. Soundwave was so good to him and he felt so loved and cared for.

It was the best heat he's ever had and he was already planning on spending his next one with Soundwave.

Personality Swap Short Story about Hotrod and Soundwave

"What are you doing?"

He walked over to Bumblebee who was staring at the door leading to Hot Rod and Soundwave's office.

"Hot Rod just snapped at me and called me a useless Autobot."

"Maybe he's having a bad day."

"That's what I thought. Hot Rod might be having a bad day but Soundwave is definitely possessed."

"I think that's being a little dramatic."

"Soundwave said hello to me and not just that he said my name."

He gave Bumblebee a startled look because something was definitely wrong.

"I'll call Wheeljack and Ratchet."

"Maybe you should call Thunderhowl."

"Why?"

"He knows all kinds of weird things and might know something about possession."

"Good idea."

He called all three and Ratchet who was in the area walked over looking annoyed.

"What seems to be the problem?"

"Soundwave said hello to me and my name."

Ratchet stared between the two of them for a long moment and then looked annoyed.

"Did you seriously call me down here because Soundwave said hello? I have important work that needs to be done."

Ratchet Ignoring their warnings to stop, walked into Soundwave's office. Only to come back a moment later looking terrified in a way they'd never seen before.

"Something's not right."

"What happened?"

They both looked at each other in fright. Even though they were curious to know what Soundwave did.

"First he said hello and called me by name. Then..."

Ratchet looked almost sick saying it.

"He opened up his mask and smiled at me before telling me that I do a good job and how happy he is to have me as a medic."

He felt his knees wobble and he thought he was going to pass out.

"Then Hot Rod glared at me and told me to get out."

He searched the matrix trying to find an answer or a way to stop possession.

Wheeljack came next looking confused. Especially when Ratchet grabbed him looking angry and desperate.

"What did you do?"

"I haven't done anything."

"Wheeljack please tell me you haven't made any personality switch machines or machines that cause someone to become possessed or change personalities."

"No..."

Wheeljack gave them a confused look and Ratchet ignored him.

"What now?"

"We need to perform an exorcism."

"Prime don't you think that's a bit much?"

"It's the only way."

Listening to them argue outside. He couldn't hold it in anymore and started laughing. A moment later Soundwave started laughing as well.

"That was a great idea."

"I know. Did you see the look on Ratchets face? I thought he was going to have a stroke."

The two of them continued laughing.

"Let's keep going I want to mess with Thunderhowl as well."

He nodded. Enjoying the way his friends were freaking out and wanting to continue messing with them.

Hot Rod loses his memory Soundwave decides to help him.

"Watch out!"

He heard someone shout and he looked up in alarm, to see a large piece of paneling fall towards him. Before he could move out of the way it hit him in the head knocking him unconscious.

When he awoke he found himself in what appeared to be a medbay. With a grumpy medic staring down at him. He shifted in discomfort his optics drawn to a blue mech, with a red visor and mask.

Something about him seemed important but he didn't know why. Which left him feeling frustrated.

He was distracted by the medic who was looking at his head, feeling for something.

"How are you feeling?"

"My head hurts."

He looked around confused having no idea where he was or how he'd gotten there.

"What happened?"

He glanced at the medic.

"You got hit in the head."

"Oh..."

He looked back at the blue mech feeling a weird sensation in his chest.

"Who are you?"

The mech stared at him in surprise.

"Hot Rod are you okay?"

"Why are you asking? Do I know you?"

The blue mech looked at the medic both of them seemed concerned.

"Do you know who I am?"

He looked the medic over but didn't recognize him.

"No."

The medic began scanning him and he gave them both a confused and worried look.

"Is something wrong?"

"I think you have temporary amnesia."

"What are you talking about!? Am I supposed to know who you two are!?"

"Yes. My name is Ratchet and I'm the chief medical officer at this facility. I've known you for years."

He found his attention drawn to the blue mech. Wanting to know who he was. From the feeling in his chest he knew he was important. Even if he didn't know why.

"I'm Soundwave your Conjunx."

He gasped the equipment around him going crazy as he found himself about to pass out from shock. The medic was cursing and trying to get him to calm down.

"How could I forget my Conjunx? I don't understand what's happening. Why don't I remember you two?"

He looked between them still panicking slightly because it was a lot to take in.

"Your processor must be having trouble adjusting after hitting your head."

"What does this mean?"

His Conjunx asked. Looking like he wanted to hold his hand but stopping himself. He found himself wishing he would.

He snapped himself out of it asking the same thing wanting to know what was happening to him.

"It should be temporary."

"Should!?"

The medic looked at him.

"I'll continue monitoring you, but I think it would be best if you go home. It might jog your memory."

"I don't even know where home is."

"I can take you there."

"Do we live together?"

He wondered out loud.

"Yes."

"What's your name?"

"Soundwave."

"How long have we been bonded?"

"Not long."

"Soundwave will you help him regain his memory?"

"Of course."

Ratchet nodded handing him paperwork which states that Soundwave would take care of him, while he was in this state.

Wanting to get out of there. He quickly stood up and almost fell back down. If it wasn't for Soundwave grabbing him.

He wrapped an arm around his waist, steadying him. He sighed in relief as he leaned against Soundwave. Something about the gesture felt familiar.

Ratchet began scanning him again. Making sure he wasn't going to fall and that he only stood up too fast. He warned him to take things slow and not do anything strenuous.

When he was finally dismissed Soundwave led him outside and he looked around at all the unfamiliar building's and people. Occasionally they would wave at him and he'd wave back. Even though he had no idea who any of them were.

When they got back to his apartment. That he apparently shared with Soundwave, he felt exhausted. Even though he had so many questions he still wanted answers.

He looked around his unfamiliar apartment. Thinking about the life he shared with Soundwave and what it was like.

His Conjunx must have realized he was tired because he led him to the bedroom where he collapsed onto the bed.

Tucking him in they both gave each other an unsure look. Soundwave shifted as though he was about to do something and just barely stopped himself.

Feeling uncomfortable he asked him to leave. Even though part of him was screaming for him to come back. He felt uncomfortable with the idea of sharing his bed with a stranger. Even if they were supposedly his Conjunx.

Turning to the side he looked at his bedside table and saw a picture of the two of them. He was smiling and cuddled again Soundwave. The two of them looking in love.

He felt his spark pang in his chest as he wondered if he'd ever get his memories back.

Unable to stay awake any longer he fell asleep. Where he spent the night tossing and turning as he dreamed of things he didn't remember.