Rodimus Hiding His Sparkling Bump From Bots On The Lost Light

Rodimus hiding his sparkling bump from bots on the lost light

Megarod or dratchrod

Walking into the bathroom he stretched and looked in the mirror only to gasp. He took a step back and touched his belly which was swollen.

He frantically looked at the door. Reminding himself to be quiet because Ratchet and Drift are right outside.

"No this can't be happening."

He cried looking at his belly in the mirror. He's always been so careful. He didn't understand how this could have happened.

Memories flashed before his mind. People like him getting murdered. Their sparklings being taken or killed.

He felt tears fall because he was such an idiot. How could he let this happen?

He knew his belly would only get bigger. He thought about leaving. He could make up some kind of excuse to go off on his own and return when the sparkling is born.

The only problem would be Ratchet and Drift who would want to come along. He couldn't tell them especially Ratchet. Who would scan him and learn his dirty secret.

He couldn't handle their rejection. He loved them too much. He didn't want them to hate him for being disgusting and unnatural.

He carefully snuck out of their room. Sending them a message after he was gone that something came up.

Sneaking back to his room he broke down and cried. He held his belly bump and sobbed because he didn't know what he was going to do.

He always wanted a sparkling but he knew it wasn't possible. Tank carriers were still seen as disgusting and unnatural.

If anyone found out they would kill him and his sparkling. Rubbing his belly he couldn't let that happen. He'd rather die than lose his sparkling.

At first he pretended to be sick. Ignoring Ratchet and Drift when they tried to see him. On the rare occasions they managed to get through. He'd always hide himself behind all of his blankets.

Ratchet kept scanning him, but when he didn't know what to look for. All it showed was that he was sick.

He laid in bed staring at the ceiling for a long time. He knew he couldn't do this for much longer. Ratchet was getting worried and might bring him to the medbay. Where if they used one of their machines to scan him they'll definitely know.

Hearing a knock on the door. He was about to tell them to go away when Perceptor called out to him.

He was so confused that he let him in, wondering why he was coming to see him. If he needed supplies he could talk to Magnus and if Brainstorm was getting on his nerves he could speak to Megatron or send him a message. He didn't have to see him in person.

Perceptor walked over and gave him a serious look. Which made him squirm in discomfort.

"I know you're sparked."

"What...?"

He gave him a nervous.

"I'm sick."

"Rodimus. I know you are a tank carrier."

He froze staring at him in horror as he felt tears in his optics.

"How do you-- What are you talking about? Tank carriers have been eradicated."

He insisted giving him a frantic look. Terrified his secret was out and that he and his sparkling were going to die.

"If that were true I wouldn't be here."

He gasped staring at him in shock.

"You're a tank carrier?"

"Yes and I know how to help you."

"How?"

Perceptor held out a device.

"This will hide your bump."

The scientist showed him how to use it and he gasped.

"As long as no one touches your belly they'll have no idea. This will keep you safe."

Perceptor gave him a sad smile.

"I don't want anyone else to lose their sparkling because they are a tank carrier."

He gave him a confused look wondering what he was talking about when Perceptor quickly left. He stared down at the device in his hands and relaxed into bed feeling a weight lift off his shoulders. He just need to be a little careful but his secret was safe.

Everything was going to be okay.

Dratchrod aboard the lost light

Drift and Ratchet notice Rodimus’s frame changes shape often every month.

His thighs get thicker, his hips get wider and his aft gets plumper. They also notice his chassis seems tighter and his tanks pudge but only his lower tanks.

They can’t help it. He looks so attractive like this and they always want to ruin his valve when he’s like this but he doesn’t let them.

He blushes, looks hurt but covers it pretty well ( they can still tell ) & he says later but that later is only after he goes back to “normal.”

One day they wake up earlier than Rodimus when his frame changes and see energon blood in berth coming from his modesty panels and have a mild panic waking him.

He is so embarrassed and devastated they see him like this, he wants to leave and hide but they stop him.

Its then he explains he’s not a regular bot. That bots like him were mostly wiped out because their kind hates them. He fears they’ll hate him too but they don’t.

They stared at Rodimus. Unable to keep their optics away or their hands when he looked like this. Every month for about a week his frame would change shape and he was suddenly irresistible.

He looked so good. They often times found themselves getting distracted. Their spikes were always hard behind their panels and they'd have to jerk off multiple times to even attempt to get rid of all the extra charge.

They've asked him before. Practically begged him to come to their room. Both of them were desperate to frag him. Their spikes pressed painfully against their panels. Usually Rodimus would say yes. Always eager to frag. Except around this time and they couldn't understand why.

When they asked. He looked startled and then extremely embarrassed. Of course he'd try to hide it and claim he wasn't interested.

He'd always say later but it always meant afterwards. Don't get them wrong they loved Roddy no matter what he looked like. They just wished they could frag him when he looked so good.

One day they'd been cuddling in bed. Rodimus had been exhausted the night before and a little drunk. Not wanting him to be alone they invited him back to their room.

At first he resisted the idea until he almost fell over. Ratchet looked him over and decided it was best they watch over him.

Now the three of them were curled together happily asleep. Until Drift smelled something he'd never forget. Immediately he opened his optics scanning both Ratchet and Rodimus. His mind flashed to the war and he shivered. Even though they were safe on the Lost Light. His life before the war and the war itself had left a toll on him. There were some things he'd never forget and this was one of them.

Which is why when he shifted and felt something sticky by his side. He panicked because it felt like a lot of energon.

He threw the blankets to the side and looked down in horror to see Rodimus bleeding. A pool of energon had formed under him in the middle of the night.

He didn't know how it happened. But he assumed it happened before they met up with him. They should have noticed. He should have known that something was wrong.

Ratchet was woken when his blankets were pulled off. He turned to give him a grumpy look until he noticed the look on his face.

Sitting up he looked down to see energon underneath where Rodimus was laying.

Immediately he scanned him and manually looked him over. With Drifts help he flipped him onto his back and checked him over.

Rodimus was awoken with a start. Where he struggled to get away from them. Confused and disoriented.

"Rodimus stop! You're bleeding!"

Drift grabbed him and he only panicked more when he saw the energon.

"Let go of me!"

He struggled. Tears falling as he seemed to panic. He looked at Ratchet who looked just as panicked as he did, having never seen Rodimus like this.

He thrashed around like a wild animal. Screaming and fighting in a way they'd never seen before. He was forced to let him go and Rodimus rushed to the bathroom, where he slammed the door. They could hear crying from within. Which worried them both.

Ratchet immediately rushed forward. Medic instincts taking over. Telling him to care for his patient. He knocked on the door nearly busting it down as he tried to speak with Rodimus.

"Can you hear me? I know you're injured please let us help you."

When they received no response they both gave each other a worried look. He came over and knocked on the door as well.

"Roddy please we just want to help you. If you don't open the door Ratchet will just knock it down. You're clearly injured."

The door opened and Rodimus stepped out looking embarrassed as he stared at the ground, refusing to meet their gaze.

"I'm not injured."

He looked ashamed as he pressed himself against the wall tears falling.

"I never wanted to tell you."

"Tell us what?"

"We're here for you."

Rodimus sobbed and tried to hide it by covering his mouth.

"I'm a carrier."

"We know, there's nothing to be ashamed of."

"You don't understand."

"Then help us."

Both Drift and Ratchet took his hand when he shook his head looking panicked.

"You'll hate me."

"I promise we won't. We'll love you no matter what."

"Do you promise?"

Hot Rod gave them a shy look and they both nodded promising to always be there for him.

"I'm a tank carrier. My kind has gone mostly extinct. We are seen as abominations because of our ability. I never wanted you to know because I've seen what happens to my kind. I don't remember my carrier but I remember the feeling of being ripped out of his arms and taken to Nyon."

Ratchet gave him a sad look. Remembering tank carriers he tried to help in the Dead End clinics. Only for them to be killed later along with their sparklings.

"I was lucky, because they chained me to the middle of town. Wanting the elements to kill me instead of doing it themselves. As a message to the others."

Drift felt enraged but he tried to hold it back and focus on Roddy who needed him.

"The people of Nyon had pity on me and let me go."

Hot Rod wrapped his arms around himself in comfort.

"I lived my life in fear. Watching as others were killed right in front of me. I remember one who was always nice to me and would sometimes bring me food. She told her partner after getting sparked. The two were bonded and she thought she loved her. Only for her partner to betray her. I remember how she screamed begging them not to hurt her sparkling. Her partner just looked at her in disgust while she and their sparkling were killed."

He gave them both a sad look. His spoiler lowered as his whole body shook.

"I have spent my whole life living in fear. I promised myself I'd never tell anyone. I've always been careful. I don't understand how this could have happened."

He looked sad and was surprised when both Ratchet and Drift held him.

"You're safe with us."

"We will never let anyone hurt you again."

"We love you and this doesn't change anything."

Rodimus nodded clinging to them as they held him close. Promising to always love him.

When he noticed the sheets he looked embarrassed and pulled away to clean up.

"I'll get it."

Ratchet went over and began cleaning up while Drift cuddled with him on the couch asking if he needed anything and going to grab it. He watched the two in awe and found himself wanting to bond with them. Something he never thought possible until now.

Soundrod Catformers? I wanna see Optimus' reaction to Soundwave being a good dad to the kittens he and Hot Rod had haha.

He sat on his kitchen table glaring at Soundwave. He loved Megatron but he hated his cat who'd somehow managed to get his own pregnant.

He didn't know what Hot Rod saw in him. He thought Soundwave would have used his poor little kitty once and then abandoned him afterwards. Because that was the kind of cat he was. Only to be surprised when he stuck around instead of being the dead beat father he thought he'd be.

He thought part of the reason Soundwave stuck around. Was so he could watch him all smug with his litter of kittens. He could already imagine him teaching his kittens to make his life miserable.

At the moment Soundwave was taking care of his kittens while Hot Rod slept. He looked tired which he deserved for getting his cat pregnant. He should be miserable.

It was well deserved. Megatron came over and noticed his staring contest with Soundwave.

"He's such a good father don't you think?"

"I think he's planning something. He's probably trying to create an army to take over the world or something. His kittens may look cute but soon they'll be tiny fluff balls of destruction."

Megatron side eyed him.

"I think you're exhausted. Soundwave isn't doing anything except being a father to his kittens. Which is sweet of him especially because a lot of father's will just leave and try to find someone else."

He shook his head.

"I know he's planning something and I'm on to him."

Megatron shook his head.

"Come on Optimus let's get you to bed."

"No! I need to stop his nefarious plans!"

"Come on Optimus he's just a cat. He's not planning anything."

Megatron took him away and Soundwave watched amused. Optimus was a fool in many ways but he was right about one thing he was planning something. Soon his kittens will join him in his attempts to defeat the stupid human and all his enemies.

Noooo! They must live.

Soundrod zombies.

- the outbreak starts in a poor area that they did illegal testing in

- it spreads quickly since no one in the poor areas were able to get free since the rich class tried to just offline them all. Which in the end, led to the outbreak spreading until it reached everywhere.

- the virus was kept contained within three major cities that were not allowed rescue since it was too dangerous.

- the only way out was to reach the highest point and have proof you weren’t infected. To do that a mechs protoform had to be bare and that was dangerous since it made a mech much more prone to getting bite.

- hot rod and soundwave survive together with their friends getting rescued in groups of two.

- its just hot rod and soundwave left when they both are bitten trying to save the other.

- they cut off the high point rope so none of the infected could spread and they huddled together and held each other in a boarded up store.

- they cried, apologizing for failing to save themselves and each other when they felt the infection spread.

- they got one last glimpse at each other and kissed.

- holding onto each other before turning.

- as their friends flew to safety, they cried, seeing the two holding onto each other by clasped servos as they wandered aimlessly, just like the rest.

Hi hot rod giving birth alone because he ran away but the sparkling is stuck and now he’s bleeding and on the brink of death but Deadlock and Ratchet find him in time.

He screamed in pain as he pushed. Blood soaked the ground as he sobbed. Looking around at the desolate land around him his whole body shook with pain and fear.

He'd ran away from the Autobots shortly after finding out he was sparked. He knew they wouldn't want his little one and that if anyone find out they'd be killed.

He didn't want them to suffer through this horrible war that seemed to have no end in sight.

He gasped feeling more blood as he continued desperately trying to push. He knew something was wrong but he kept pushing.

He was loosing so much blood. His body felt weak and his spark slowed.

He laid against a large rock staring at the sky. He thought about Deadlock and Ratchet. Who he'd left behind after finding out he was sparked. They'd probably moved on by now.

He felt a tear fall. He'd loved him so much. Even though he knew they didn't feel the same way. He left because he knew they wouldn't want the sparkling and he couldn't ruin their lives. He's already ruined so many peoples lives. Maybe he deserves this.

He should have been more careful. He should have known his baffle would fail. He had no one to blame but himself.

He gave another weak push crying out in pain. He could feel his body fading and he knew it wouldn't be much longer. He just wished he could hold his sparkling in his arms.

Looking down he suddenly had an idea. He wasn't going to survive but his sparkling might.

He reached into his subspace and pulled out a knife. Crying out as he cut himself open. It hurt a lot and more blood squirted to the ground. His hands trembled and black spots entered his vision. He kept going though cutting his sparkling out of him.

He could feel his sparkling cry. Covered in his carriers blood he kissed his little one pressing him against his chest. He should still have some energon left in his chests.

Opening them up he let his sparkling drink. He felt his spark start to give out as his body greyed. He was too weak to speak. He just stared at his sparkling. Trying to hold on for as long as possible.

He didn't hear engines coming over or the sound of sirens. He didn't hear Deadlock or Ratchets voice as he clung to his sparkling. The last thing he saw before passing out.

He didn't think he'd ever wake up. Only to be surprised when he opened his optics and found himself in an unfamiliar room. His sparkling pressed against his chest sleeping peacefully. He cooed too weak to do much else. He was exhausted and thought about falling asleep again. Except he didn't know where he was and didn't want to leave his sparkling alone with strangers.

The door opened and he looked over gasping in surprise.

Hi, dratchrod with roddy being a sub anon.

Can we please get part two if you don’t mind.

Drift and Ratchet seeing him be approached by Cyclonus and Tailgate and they’re treating him like a sub and he’s melting from the touch enjoying it but his spark is still with drift and ratchet.

They zero in quick on Roddy and make up for thinking he was a dom and put him in a deep sub space.

They all talk about what happened

They didn't see Rodimus for a few days and when they tried calling him he didn't pick up.

Drift knew he messed up big time. He'd come on too strongly and had let his emotions get the best of him. But it had hurt seeing Roddy use them to hurt himself.

Although interfacing with him was pleasurable there was always this feeling of wrongness.

Ratchet didn't blame him. Although he was dissapointed he didn't stick to their plan of talking to him together.

They were both determined to speak with him. They went to Swerves because that was where he'd usually be during his time off.

When they got there they were shocked to find him curled up in Cyclonus and Tailgates lap. The two were talking and he could see Cyclonus rubbing his spoiler while Tailgate fed him.

Both of them felt jealous but they also noticed the way Rodimus relaxed against there touch letting himself get taken care of.

It was nothing like their usual interfacing sessions where Rodimus was tense and uncomfortable. He felt at ease and relaxed in a way they'd never seen him before, as he let them move him around and take care of him.

They both looked at each other at the same time when they realized what the problem was. Rodimus had been topping when he usually subbed, because he wanted to please them. He'd been destroying himself because he thought they wouldn't want him, which wasn't true at all.

They didn't care how he liked to interface. They loved him and wanted to be with him and to do that they need to be better. They should have seen the warning signs earlier. Especially when it was so obvious looking back at it.

They could have saved him so much grief and anxiety. As he forced himself to do something that made him uncomfortable. Worried they'd abandon him if he didn't.

They were coming up with ways to woo Rodimus. When Cyclonus came over and had a little chat with them.

Although they cared for Rodimus he obviously loved them and they wanted him to be happy. They needed to talk with him and reassure him. Making him feel safe again.

Both of them agreed and got to work finding a way to woo Rodimus and bring him back to their hab. It wasn't easy with him being weary and tense at first. Always looking uncomfortable in a way that hurt.

Slowly as they let him be himself. They watched as Rodimus relaxed becoming more like himself. Now that he didn't have to hide.

Eventually Rodimus was ready to interface with them again. All three of them had a long conversation before hand where they discussed everything. Going over things like safe words and making Rodimus feel safe and allowing him space to open up. There were a lot of tears and they still had a long way to go but they'd work on being better together.

Now that Rodimus was able to sub. He was happier and more confident in bed. When he came they were both left in awe because he was so beautiful.

Afterwards they gave him aftercare something he'd desperately needed. The two of them held him looking down at Roddy who felt like he was floating. Lost in a deep sub space he felt warm, comfortable and taken care of.

This time when they asked Rodimus if he wanted to stay the night he agreed. The three of them snuggled together and quickly fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms.