Dratchrod Mechpreg Angst With A Happy Ending Please?

Dratchrod mechpreg angst with a happy ending please?

He gasped putting a hand on his belly in horror. He'd been feeling off the last couple of days. At first he thought he might be coming down with something.

As his symptoms continued, he started having a bad feeling. He tried to push it off for as long as possible. Until eventually he couldn't hold back any longer.

Even though he knew he was likely sparked. He was still hoping the tests was wrong.

He knew who the sires were. They were the only ones he'd been interfacing with for the past few months. The problem is, they were in a relationship with each other and he was only there when they wanted a threesome.

After they were done interfacing. He would always leave, while they cuddled together giving each other aftercare. He'd go back to his room all alone and cry himself to sleep. Wishing he was enough, but he knew Ratchet and Drift would never like him like that.

The closest he would ever get was interfacing. When they find out he was sparked. They would want nothing to do with him or the sparkling.

In fact they'd probably be angry that he was stupid enough to get himself sparked. He should have been more careful. Even though he wore spark baffles and other protection. Along with making them both wear spike sleeves. He should have realized something was wrong. Figured out some way to stop it.

He rubbed a hand over his belly unsure what to do now. He couldn't go to the medbay they'd get suspicious.

Feeling the small bump forming. He knew it wouldn't be long before he began showing. Maybe he could pretend it was someone else's.

Even though he didn't want to. He needed to see a medic. He decided to go when Ratchet was off shift and went to see First Aid.

After looking him over it was confirmed that he was sparked.

He stared at the screen for a long time. Tears in his optics. He still didn't know what he was going to do but he wanted to keep it. First Aid gave him a picture of his little one which he kept close to his chest.

Leaving the medbay, Drift called him wanting him to join them in fragging. His spark twisted in his chest and he refused lying that he was tired.

Going back to his room. He laid down and immediately fell asleep.

Over the next few weeks he was definitely showing. Having no choice he finally told everyone.

Megatron and Ultra Magnus were shocked but promised to be there for him with whatever he needed. Which made him cry a little.

Ratchet and Drift were also surprised and managed to corner him asking if it was there's.

He lied saying it was someone else's. Trying to ignore the way they both looked hurt. Which didn't make sense because they weren't exclusive.

The next few months seemed to fly by as he prepared for his sparkling. He tried to avoid Ratchet and Drift as much as possible.

He felt slightly guilty for lying. Even though he knew it was for the best. He didn't think he'd be able to handle their rejection.

For some reason they continued trying to talk with him. Drift wanting to help set up the nursery and Ratchet wanting to make sure the sparkling is healthy. Even though First Aid was his medic.

They were always trying to touch his belly and bring him food. Making sure he was taking care of him and acting like they were the sires.

When they'd been resupplying on this one planet. One of the locals congratulated them. Mistaking Drift and Ratchet as the sires because they'd been hovering around him the entire time.

Neither of them said anything and Ratchet even thanked them. Which made him feel something he didn't want to think about.

When he was nearing his due date. Ratchet and Drift cornered him wanting the truth. They both knew the sparkling was there's and wanted to know why he lied and didn't want them in the sparklings life.

He tried to dismiss it,.but they wouldn't leave him alone. Blocking him from leaving as they kept asking.

He gasped. Holding his stomach as he felt a weird cramping sensation throughout his body.

"Don't think you can fake some kind of emergency to get out of this."

Ratchet scolded as he shook his head looking down in shock.

"I'm in labor."

Immediately the two leapt into action. They carried him to the medbay where after a gruelling six hours he finally gave birth.

He leaned back feeling exhausted in a way he'd never felt before. Hearing his sparkling cry he reached for him.

Ratchet gently placed him in his arms and he smiled down at his sparkling.

"Hi little one. It's your carrier."

He opened his chest plates and felt his sparkling latch on. Stroking his little head he felt Ratchet and Drift sit on either side of him.

"Why did you lie?"

He felt a tear fall as he held his sparkling close.

"I thought you wouldn't want him."

"Of course we would."

Ratchet pulled him close.

"We love you."

He shook his head.

"You two don't want me. You only want me when you want to interface."

"That's not true."

Ratchet argued.

"Roddy. We've been trying to court you."

"What?"

He looked between the two of them in surprise.

"We love you and we love our little one. We want to take care of you both."

He felt tears fall as Ratchet and Drift held him.

"We love you."

Ratchet and Drift cuddled against him. Reassuring him that he was loved. They still had a lot to talk about but he enjoyed feeling their arms and warm fields wrapped around him. Making him feel safe as he fell asleep. Exhausted from having their sparkling.

Megarod

Hot rod and Megatron meet in secret during the war. Hot rod disappears for a long time and Megatron looks for him while leading his army. He finally gets word of him and sees that Hot rod is heavily sparked and actively pushing out their sparkling

"What is it?"

He didn't even bother looking up as he planned his next assault against the Autobots.

"Hot Rod has been found."

He paused, finally looking up at the mech who'd come to deliver the news.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

His spark began beating rapidly, at the idea of Hot Rod finally being found. They'd hooked up shortly before Nyons destruction. He'd been a Nyonian rebel fighting to free his city from functionalist rule.

He'd found himself drawn to him. The mech has a spark to him that was irresistible. He found himself listening as he spoke to the others. Incorporating some of his ideas into the Decepticons.

He was beautiful and bright. Everything he was not. No one could crush his spirit not even the functionalist no matter how much they tried.

When they met sparks had flown. Hot Rod was irresistible and he could never get enough. He must have felt the same way because whenever he asked to meet up. Hot Rod was always there waiting for him.

Even though he spoke of a better future. He never thought it was possible. Not until he met Hot Rod. With him he could imagine himself settling down. Getting bonded and having a few sparklings of his own.

The two of them fell hard and fast for each other or at least he did. He knew from the moment he saw him that he was special.

The two would make love every chance they could. Afraid it would be there last. Afterwards they'd cuddle together. Talking about nothing and everything at the same time.

Then Nyon had been destroyed and Hot Rod was gone. He thought Hot Rod was amongst the dead. He'd mourned him desperately and futility searched the rubble for him. Even though there was nothing left, but ash.

When Hot Rod died he changed. He became someone he didn't recognize. A warlord who wanted to burn Cybertron to the ground and anyone who got in his way.

He killed Zeta for what he did making him suffer as he did so. Then he killed the rest of the council who stood by and watched.

He mourned for a long time. Determined to destroy everything. Until one day Soundwave had shown him a picture. It was fuzzy and from far away, but he'd recognize him no matter what.

He'd spent the next few days raging. Wanting to go out and find Hot Rod. leaving the Decepticons behind. Even though he knew that wasn't possible. Soundwave had stopped him from doing anything reckless, but he sent people to find Hot Rod. He couldn't let him go. Not again. Not when he had another chance.

After what felt like forever, the waiting was finally over. He boarded a ship which would take him to Hot Rod. Soon his beloved would be returned and he'd do it right this time. He'd make him his Conjunx. Bonding their sparks together forever. He didn't care about the war anymore. This was way more important.

When they landed on the planet Hot Rod had been hiding on. He barely spared it a glance, despite it's beauty. He was led to a large cave where Hot Rod set up home. He told his guards to leave him as he walked inside.

Hearing noises of pain he moved quicker. Worried he was injured and required medical attention. Stumbling into the main room he was shocked to find Hot Rod crying out in pain as he pushed out their sparkling.

He rushed over and Hot Rod looked at him in surprise.

"Megatron."

"I'm here. Don't worry I'm here for you."

He held his hand. Feeling Hot Rod squeeze as he realized he was really there and not some pain induced hallucination.

He began to cry and he wiped his tears. Hands going to his valve. He rubbed his thigh soothingly, as he resumed pushing.

Hot Rod screamed in pain. As he struggled to push his sparkling out. He felt his hips feeling his sparkling inside. It was big which wasn't a surprise because he was big.

Hot Rod sobbed, his valve fluttering as his body tried pushing out his sparkling.

He held his hand encouraging him as he pushed. Hot Rod screamed pushing as hard as he could and he could see the sparklings head.

He helped pull him out smiling at his sparkling who was a mix between Hot Rod and himself. The sparkling began to cry and Hot Rod reached for him.

He handed him over and watched as Hot Rod held their little one. Smiling as he stroked his little head. Chest plates opening to let his sparkling feed.

He wrapped his arm around him and held Hot Rod who looked exhausted but radiant.

"You did such a good job."

Hot Rod nodded his optics never leaving their sparkling. They could talk about everything else later. Right now he let himself enjoy the feeling of being surrounded by his family.

Soundwave and Hot Rod are spotted making love

He felt someone grab him and pull him into an alleyway. He tried to shout for help when a hand clasped around his mouth.

Looking over he was surprised to find Soundwave. Wiggling away, he glared at the Decepticon.

"What are you doing here?"

"I needed to see you."

Soundwave pressed him against a wall and he moaned. Feeling his spoiler rub against the wall.

Soundwave smirked and he lightly hit his chest while glaring.

"Shut up."

The two made out and he felt Soundwave's hands explore his body.

Both of them were desperate after so long and he whined needing so much more.

Soundwave grabbed his legs and lifted him up. The two continued to make out and he grinded his modesty panel against Soundwave.

The Decepticon groaned. Leaving a trail of bite marks against his neck.

"Open up."

He brushed his hand against his modesty panel and he heard it click open. Moaning when Soundwave stuck a finger inside.

"So wet and eager for me."

He nodded kissing Soundwave as he stretched him with his fingers.

Reaching down he touched his modesty panel wanting to feel his spike.

"Please I need you."

Soundwave opened his spike covering and he wrapped his hand around it. Feeling as it got bigger in his hand.

Unable to take it anymore. He pressed his valve against Soundwave desperate for more. Soundwave pulled him closer and sank inside of him.

He moaned. Leaning his head back against the wall and clinging to Soundwave as he fragged him.

"Hot Rod!?"

He looked over. Feeling embarrassed when he saw his carrier watching with a shocked expression on his face. Looking about ready to crash.

"What are you doing with him of all people out in public where anyone could see!?"

He winced looking at Soundwave who looked more annoyed than bothered. Perceptor continued to look shocked and he decided to make a run for it.

He forced himself off Soundwave's spike. Which was a travesty because it felt so good inside of him. Hidden behind Soundwave's large frame. He closed both their panels. Having to force Soundwave's spike back inside because he was still horny somehow.

He then grabbed his hand and took off. The two of them running away and ignoring his carrier who was shouting at him to come back.

He let Soundwave take him to the Decepticon side. Where they hung out for a few days until his carrier forced him back home and forbade him from seeing Soundwave. Not that it stopped him.

Hot rod desperate to get his sparkling to safety joins the decepticons who aren’t the monsters autobots made them out to be. They’re monsters made of circumstance not born monsters

Before the destruction of Nyon he'd been at a bar when he met someone. He didn't know they were the Decepticons third in command. They were handsome and charming. Both of them looking to relieve some tension.

Going back to his room the two of them interfaced and it was amazing. The best he'd ever had. He thought Soundwave would leave right after but he stayed the night. Letting him snuggle against him which he appreciated. Hating it when his partner left him right after. It always made him feel like he was nothing but shareware and for the next few days he'd feel dirty no matter how much he cleaned himself.

It was a few days after Soundwave had left that he started to feel symptoms. At first it had been easy to brush them off and then Nyon happened and he forgot all about it. So overcome with grief he barely noticed.

The Decepticons at the time had offered him a place amongst their ranks, but he refused. He wanted to stay where he was and join his people in death.

But something stopped him and that was the little spark somehow still flickering in his chest. The last sparkling of Nyon.

He couldn't get rid of it. He owed it to the people of Nyon to raise his sparkling and teach them the traditions of his home city.

He would not let Nyons memory fade away. Determined he knew he couldn't stay there. It wasn't safe and didn't have any resources for sparklings.

He traveled to the next city over. Which was a hard journey with the war destroying roads and him having to walk some ways.

By the time he got there he was exhausted and worried about his sparkling. Terrified that all of this stress would cause him to loose them.

He sat on the ground. Legs aching and unable to stand. He put a hand on his belly trying to figure out what he was going to do. He was in an unfamiliar city and had no idea where to go from there.

Luckily a kind medic offered to help him. He'd been weary at first, but not having another option he followed after them.

They led him to their small clinic where they were helping everyone they could and looked him over. He desperately needed energon. Which they were happy to provide.

They helped find him a shelter where he could stay and would check up on him, making sure the sparkling was developing nicely.

Laying on his back he watched in awe as his sparkling appeared on the screen. He felt tears fall because they were so beautiful and he loved them already.

Wanting to pay the medic back for their kindness. Even though they insisted it wasn't necessary. He helped out around the clinic doing small things like bringing them tools and cleaning up the place.

Things weren't perfect. The clinic was cramped and he slept on the floor. Energon while he was given some at the clinic was becoming harder to come by as the war raged on.

But it was home and he was trying his best to make a bad situation work. Hoping that maybe he'll find a way off world so his little one can be safe.

Of course then the war came and the city was ripped to shreds. He remembered waking up to screaming and panicking. He'd pressed himself against the wall and held on in fear of being trampled.

Looking around he could hear bombs going off as buildings and people burned. Panicking he ran to the clinic. Pushing past the panicking civilians who were trying to get away.

He somehow managed to make it. Gasping at the the horrible sight. The windows were shattered. Glass littering the ground. He could see the bullet holes on the wall and when he looked down. The medic along with the patients they'd been trying to help were all dead. Their bodies already turning gray.

He stared for a long time. The screaming a distant sound. All he could see was the medic laying their. Face twisted in fear and panic. Body riddled with holes. The smell of blood and death made him gag.

Snapping out of it. He knew there was nothing he could do. He needed to protect his little one. With a hand on his belly he joined the crowd who was trying to flee.

Only to be cut down by both sides fighting without a care in the world. So determined to destroy their enemies they didn't see the world around them.

He felt a sharp sting against his arm and he looked down to see himself bleeding. Looking around he needed to find somewhere he could hide.

Spotting an abandoned building nearby. He hid inside. Making himself as small as possible he waited in silence. Every time he heard a plane fly by he'd tense. Waiting for them to drop a bomb on him.

He didn't know how long he stayed there. Until he was found by a group of Autobots. He raised his hands spark pulsing in fear as they pointed their weapons at him.

One of them noticing his swollen belly smirked.

"This one might be of some use to us."

They grabbed him and dragged him to the Autobots base. Where they locked him in a room. Only coming in to give him energon, as they waited for his sparkling to arrive.

Afterwards they planned on using him to make more. Since their numbers were low and they needed more soldiers. They thought forcing carriers to have children would fix the problem.

It was disgusting and he was afraid for his little one. Knowing who the sire was. If they looked anything like him. He had no doubt the Autobots would kill his sparkling.

He couldn't let that happen and needed to find a way to escape.

Looking around he took note of everything. There were no guards outside his room and the base wasn't as secure as he's sure they'd like.

His room was completely empty. Which means it would be of no use to him. There were no windows so he couldn't use those.

When the base was attacked. He finally got his chance to escape. While everyone was busy fighting, he snuck out the back door. Only stopping to grab as much energon as he could before leaving.

Looking around. He needed to figure out what he was going to do next. He needed to find a way off world.

He decided to go to the nearby city hoping it wasn't completely destroyed. The journey wasn't as long, but he was a lot further along. Having to take frequent breaks to rest.

By the time he reached the city. He found it under Decepticon occupation. Exhausted,.he couldn't go somewhere else and had to find a way to make it work.

He kept his head low and took up all sorts of odd jobs to support himself and hopefully get enough money to leave. It seemed like others had the same idea. Because he heard whispers about the Decepticons having jobs that didn't involve joining their cause.

He was reluctant to take any of those jobs. Worried because of what happened with the Autobots. He'd always been under the impression that the Decepticons were crueler.

As the war continued raging. Jobs became harder to come by. Until he had no choice. He applied to work in their kitchens. Which seemed like a safer job than most.

Things were going well. He was safe and stayed in the kitchen. Rarely speaking to anyone outside of those who worked there.

He was as content as he could be. It was hard work but he was able to save money. Which he could hopefully use to get off world.

He'd been working late, cleaning up the kitchen before going to bed. When he heard people run inside.

Looking over he was surprised to find Soundwave along with his cassettes. The Decepticon didn't seem to recognize him as Rumble and Frenzy asked for milk.

He quickly made them both a glass of warm milk. Trying to hide how exhausted he was. Worried about loosing his job.

He could see Soundwave watching him but he didn't say anything.

He had no idea what the Decepticon was thinking and it made him nervous. He didn't know how he'd react if he learned the truth. Not wanting to put his sparkling in harm's way. He decided not to tell him knowing it was for the best.

Soundwave was busy helping lead the Decepticons. He didn't have time for a sparkling. If he even wanted their little one.

If anyone found out who the sire was. His little one could also be in danger. Autobots might try to use his sparkling as a hostage or kill them out of revenge.

It was best if Soundwave didn't know. Hopefully he wouldn't realize who he was.

The next day when he went into work. There was a chair waiting for him. He also noticed people seemed nicer and was surprised when Decepticons started giving him tips. Even though they usually didn't do that.

They'd also make sure he'd eaten and that he wasn't overexerting himself. They'd use the excuse that his food was really good whenever he asked and they didn't want to lose that.

Even though he could see them looking at his growing belly.

He was surprised that they seemed concerned about his well-being and didn't do anything to him. Now that they knew he was carrying. They continued treating him as a normal Cybertronian and didn't try to keep him for themselves.

They continued giving him money. Even though he tried to refuse they always insisted. Giving what little they had which he was thankful for.

It wasn't long before he had enough money and could buy a ticket to escape. Although he appreciated the Decepticons and all they had done for him. He couldn't let his sparkling be raised in a war zone. They deserved so much more than being forced to fight if they wanted to live.

He climbed onto the transport and looked at his home world one last time. Having no idea when he'd be back.

Maybe one day he'd see Soundwave again and he'd finally tell him the truth. Until then he was on his own.

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.

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.