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.

Not the glory hole anon here but i love the idea of Soundwave finding Hot rod and finding that he’s not only left planet but has gone to a colony of mixed species where the war is not allowed and he’s sporting a nice bit of extra weight that’s centered right at his plush round tank that definitely wasn’t there before.

He spent every chance he could tracking Hot Rod down and he's finally found him. The planet he went to was merely a stopping point so he could get on another flight.

He found his way to a neutral planet that was far from Cybertron, with intermixing species. The natives of that world were allowing Cybertronian refugees. With the agreement there would be no war or fighting.

Using his position as third in command. He made up some kind of reason for why it was of the utmost importance that he goes there immediately and alone.

Megatron having no reason to question him approved the mission. Taking a small shuttle he removed the Decepticon insignia and signal. Changing it so his ship scanned as a neutral.

He also took off his badge knowing it wasn't allowed. He couldn't wait to see Hot Rod. Even though he didn't know who he was. He imagined himself introducing him and getting to know him. Maybe convincing him to come back with him and join the Decepticons.

Walking through the busy streets he looked around. Deciding to go to Hot Rods work place first.

It was a little shop that sold baked goods. He walked up trying to act like another customer as he ordered. The entire time he looked around trying to spot Hot Rod.

When his baked good arrived. He thought about leaving and trying his home but decided to stay a little longer. Sitting down he looked around. The shop was a lot different than the glory hole. From what he's learned he hasn't continued that occupation.

He was about to leave when Hot Rod came out from behind a back door.

"Sorry I'm late."

"It's okay."

He watched as he put on a apron and began taking orders. Using his visor he discreetly watched him as he worked.

The pictures he found didn't do him justice at all. He was beautiful and he wanted him so badly, for more than just stress relief. He wanted Hot Rod to be his.

Eventually he had to leave not wanting to be seen as a creep. He wandered around for a while trying to figure out what he was going to do.

He was so distracted he ended up running into someone.

"Sorry-- I'm."

The two made optic contact and it was like the world froze around them. He couldn't explain it he just felt this weird sensation in his spark like they were meant to be together.

Hot Rod gasped putting a hand on his belly. He looked down in surprise to see that it was bigger than in the pictures. Almost as though he was carrying.

He found himself carefully touching his tanks. He wasn't sure who was more surprised him or Hot Rod. When the carrier didn't attack him for touching him there.

He felt a jolt through his body and he knew Hot Rod did as well because he gasped. They both stared at each other and Hot Rod had tears in his optics.

"You're the sire."

He nodded having no idea what else to say. In all of his planning he never expected this.

"I should go."

Hot Rod looked frazzled as he tried to walk away. He grabbed him before he could go.

"My name is Soundwave. I have been looking for you Hot Rod."

"What?"

Hot Rod gave him a shocked and confused look. He shifted scanning the area he asked.

"Can we go somewhere more private?"

Hot Rod gave a shaky nod and he followed after him.

Hot Rod took him to his house. Where he quickly closed the door and turned to him.

"How do you know who I am? The only people who could be the sire are my clients at the glory hole."

Hot Rod looked at him in shock.

"Why were you going to a glory hole?"

"I was stressed and you were the only one who could help. Everyone else couldn't compare."

Hot Rod blushed looking embarrassed.

"You were my regular. The one who always left me big tips."

"You deserved it."

"I guess I should thank you for getting me off world and all this."

Hot Rod gestured at his modest abode.

"I was so far from my goal and at the time I felt like I was losing hope and then you showed up."

"I know this might be weird given how the sparkling was created. But I want to be in their life. Anyway you'll let me."

Hot Rod put a hand on his belly looking nervous.

"Can I think about it and get back to you?"

"Of course."

He nodded leaving Hot Rods home and going back to his ship. Along the way he rubbed his spark which was screaming at him to go back and stay with his future mate and sparkling. He tried his best to ignore it as he laid in bed trying to figure out what he was going to do next. He hadn't expected the sparkling and it complicates his plans of getting Hot Rod to join the Decepticons.

Hot Rod gets too sick and decides not to come to the peace treaty, Soundwave didn't like this and decides to reschedule the peace treaty for another day (By the way, I love reading what you write, how are you doing?)

He was getting his datapads in order for the meeting to come. When he got a message from Hot Rod telling him that he was sick.

He immediately responded with an affirmative and cancelled the meeting that day deciding to schedule it for later.

He got a message from both Megatron and Optimus which he typed out a quick message making an excuse. If Hot Rod wasn't going to be at the meeting he didn't want to have it with just Megatron and Optimus.

They never got anything productive done. Instead arguing about small petty matters. It could be infuriating at times. Especially when he or Hot Rod had to keep things on track. They were the one's who'd written the treaty in the first place and as the one's technically in charge of both sides. They could have already signed it and been done with it. They were only letting Megatron and Optimus look over it as a courtesy. Something he was coming to regret.

Flipping through his datapads he had all his work done and decided to leave work early. Something he would have never done in the past. Choosing to take over others responsibility. Until Hot Rod had taught him to delegate. Because he deserves to have time to himself where he isn't constantly working.

He got another message from Megatron who was annoyed about the meeting being cancelled. He didn't care. He wasn't going to waste his time on a pointless meeting, where they would talk circles around each other.

He crossed the boarder and went to Maccadams ordering energon soup.

He then grabbed a few more things, like medicine because he doubted Hot Rod had any and some things to make him more comfortable. Including a movie he thought they could watch.

Going to Hot Rods apartment. He knocked on the door. When he didn't get a response he used the key he'd been given.

Walking inside he set the stuff on the counter. Hearing footsteps he looked over to see Hot Rod shuffling over looking tired.

"Soundwave? What are you doing here? Isn't there a meeting today?"

"Cancelled."

He showed Hot Rod the soup and made him a bowl.

"Eat."

He helped the Autobot sit down and watched as he ate.

"Is this from Maccadams?"

His optics brightened slightly and he nodded.

"What's this?"

Hot Rod gestured to the other stuff and he showed it to him.

"Have you taken any medicine?"

Hot Rod gave him a sheepish look.

"No. I don't have any and I'm not feeling well enough to get some."

He gave him the medicine making sure he took it.

"Thank you."

Hot Rod finished his soup and walked over to the couch. He wrapped a blanket around him and turned on a movie. The two snuggled together with Hot Rod quickly falling asleep.

He went to tuck him into bed. When he refused to let go of him. One moment he was standing and the next he was laying next to Hot Rod. Who quickly wrapped himself around him and clung to him refusing to let him go.

Knowing he couldn't escape he let himself fall asleep knowing that Hot Rod was going to be okay now that he was there to watch over him.

One of those Post Q-Invasion Story Pls

Soundwave, Hotrod, Perceptor, Deadend, Clobber and Whirl, The group decided to have a vacation after the long work they had restoring cybertron

He relaxed into the oil bath. Looking at Soundwave who sat next to him, he smiled planning on moving closer. When Perceptor got between them.

"I don't think so."

He wrapped an arm around him while glaring at Soundwave.

"We may be on vacation but I still don't want you anywhere near Hot Rod."

Dead End who'd been sitting on the other side minding his business laughed. He huffed. Giving him an annoyed look as he blocked his view from Soundwave.

Looking around for something to do. He found Whirl somehow playing with a ball that hadn't managed to pop from his claws.

Clobber was getting a relaxing massage done which looked good. But he'd rather have Soundwave touching him instead.

Noticing a sauna nearby. He got up and went inside. A moment later and Soundwave joined him. He knew Perceptor hated saunas and wouldn't bother them.

"What are we going to do about the scientist?"

Soundwave huffed looking annoyed that he'd interrupted them.

"We need to find a way to distract him. I know he likes Dead End maybe we can get them together?"

Soundwave nodded already coming up with ways to get them together. Even though he didn't care about whatever was going on between them. He was tired of Perceptor getting in his way.

He started by writing Perceptor a love letter in Dead Ends handwriting.

It was disgusting and he'd rather write Hot Rod one instead but it needed to be done.

That night during dinner he sat next to Hot Rod. The two held hands under the table and Soundwave would occasionally rub his thigh.

Perceptor would have immediately gotten between them. Angry that Soundwave would touch his thigh and accuse him of being a creep.

Now however he was distracted. Likely thinking about the letter he'd been given and what it means. Dead End oblivious continued to do his own thing. Having no idea what was happening.

As Soundwave teased him under the table. He turned to Clobber not wanting to do something embarrassing.

"Are you having fun?"

"Yes. After getting a nice relaxing massage. I went with Whirl to this water park."

"We had an epic battle."

"There were these annoying kids who kept spraying everyone so we sprayed them back."

"We lured them under this giant bucket that dumps water and watched as they got wiped out."

"We also went on some water slides."

"We should go on some more tomorrow."

"That's a great idea."

Clobber nodded looking excited. He smiled happy his friends were enjoying themselves.

He jerked slightly feeling a hand on his modesty panel. He looked over at Soundwave who gave him a look filled with lust.

He quickly left the table and went to the bathroom. Splashing water on his face he looked up to see Soundwave standing there.

Turning around the two made out. Soundwave sat him on the counter and he pulled him close, wrapping his arms around him. He felt a hand stroke his modesty panel when he stopped him.

"Not here."

They walked back to his hotel room after making up some kind of excuse that he wasn't feeling well. Perceptor looked like he wanted to argue and follow after him but he used Dead End as a distraction.

The two spent the rest of their vacation fragging whenever they could. By the time they left Hot Rod was feeling a little weird and wondered if he was coming down with something.

Hot rod with a very heavy sparkling in his belly that turns out to be two at emergence.

Ratchlockrod where Deadlock hunts Hot rod down with Ratchet and find him in hiding.

He’s got a big sparkling bump for it to be the early stages and it just gets heavier.

They agree he should stay in hiding since the war is still raging but they definitely are pissed and possessive when he just up and left without so much as a word to either of them.

They are definitely surprised when they see him leave his home sporting a tank and confront him when he returns home at night from working.

They have him stop working because he should be resting but he protests saying he does need to make a living and they inform him they’ll be staying and they weren’t asking.

He'd been feeling sick for a while but had been trying to ignore it. Scared of what it could be.

When he almost fainted at work. He decided to take a test. Looking at the two pink lines he gasped and almost passed out again.

Feeling overwhelmed he sat on the floor and stared in horror.

He didn't know what he was going to do but he couldn't stay there. He knew what would happen to him if they found out he could carry. Forcing himself up he frantically packed and took off in the dead of night. His body trembled as he put a hand on his belly. If he's caught there both dead.

For a moment he pauses and thinks about Ratchet and Deadlock and if he should tell them. It was there sparkling after all, but he knew they wouldn't want it. They both had busy careers in their factions and he was only stress relief. They would find someone knew in no time and he would be forgotten.

Going to the next town over he spent all his savings on a ticket out of there. Not wanting to stick around when the war was getting worse every day.

He ended up landing on an unfamiliar planet and had to work hard in order to survive.

He spent his days either working or at home being sick while his belly grew. It was huge which made him nervous thinking about the big sparkling he was going to have.

Occasionally while he lost himself in work. He would think about Ratchet and Drift. They probably moved on forgetting all about him and found someone new to hook up with.

Which is why he was surprised when after coming home from a long tiring work day. He found both of them sitting in his house waiting for him.

He'd screamed in fright. His body unable to take the stress caused him to pass out. When he awoke he found himself laying in bed. Confused he looked around wondering what happened. He found Ratchet scanning him and Deadlock laying next to him.

"Why are you here?"

He gave them both a confused look. Feeling nervous having them so close. Especially when it was obvious he was carrying.

"We should be the ones asking you questions. Like why you left?"

"I didn't think you'd care."

Deadlock wrapped a protective arm around him. His engine rumbling angrily. He gave them both a confused look wondering if he was dreaming because there was no way they cared enough to track him down.

"Kid of course we care about you."

He shook his head in disbelief.

"Why are you here? Did you somehow learn about the sparkling?"

He put a protective hand on his belly. His spark spun rapidly and Deadlock tried to put a comforting hand on his chest. Which only made him freak out more. He began to panic almost crying as he begged them not to hurt his sparkling. Ignoring them both when they tried to reassure him they didn't come here to hurt him.

When he wouldn't calm down and was starting to make himself sick. Ratchet gave him medicine to calm his spark down.

"We didn't know about the sparkling. I promise Roddy."

Deadlock took one of his hands pressing it against his face while giving him a worried look. Ratchet who'd begun scanning him again shook his head.

"That was a surprise we weren't expecting."

"Is that why you ran?"

Deadlock glared clearly unhappy with his decision.

"You're both busy with your respective factions. It's not fair that I get in your way over my mistake."

"Last time I checked kid. It takes more than one to make a sparkling."

Deadlock nodded. Still looking unhappy that he'd left them.

"We'd never abandon you and we're not going to start now."

"What?"

He gave them both a confused look not understanding what they were talking about. They found him and learned that he was sparked. Now they can go back and forget this ever happened.

He must have said that last part out loud because they both gave him an angry look. Their engines revving loudly at the idea.

"No we're not leaving you."

"We already thought we lost you once. Now that we've found you we aren't going to lose you again."

Deadlock and Ratchet seemed to share a look between them and then he had them on either side, wrapping their arms around him.

"We will take care of you and our sparkling."

"Which means we don't want you working anymore."

He gave them both an indignant look trying to sit up and struggling with his belly.

"You know I have to work to survive, right?"

"Roddy you know we're both rich, right?"

He stared between them and blushed.

"I'm not going to be some sugar baby or whatever. I'm going to continue working."

"No it's bad for the sparkling."

He froze putting a hand on his belly. Looking at Ratchet who pulled him closer.

"The bitty is alright but you shouldn't be working anymore. Let us take care of you."

He nodded tears in his optics which he tried to hide. Feeling like he'd been failing his sparkling.

"It's going to be okay. We're here now."

"You don't have to do this all by yourself."

The three cuddled together continuing to talk when he remembered something important.

"What about the war! I can't go back. You know what will happen to me. I won't let my sparkling get caught in the crossfire?"

"You don't have to worry about the war. We're not putting either of you in danger. Which is why you are staying here."

"I don't understand. You're both staying but the wars on Cybertron not here."

He looked between the two of them when he suddenly realized.

"No. No you can't. This is exactly what I didn't want. You both have careers that you're throwing away for me of all people."

"We love you Roddy."

Ratchet nodded as Deadlock pulled him somehow closer.

"You're more important than our careers and I hate that you don't see that. You are so special and we love you both."

"We want you."

They both snuggled closer and he felt tears fall as he cuddled against them as well. This was more than he'd ever imagined.

Cuddling together. He quickly fell asleep while surrounded by their warmth and love.

Soundwave doesn't want to show his face because he's embarrassed by his fangs

Ravage gave him an unimpressed look and he turned away from his adopted creator.

"You two have been dating for a while and are talking about moving in together."

"So?"

"Soundwave?"

Ravage sighed.

"I think it's time you showed him."

"I can't."

He shook his head frantically.

"You're planning on moving in together. Are you going to hide your face all the time?"

"I'll do what I have to. If he finds out he'll hate me."

"No he won't. Hot Rod will always love you, but I think it's time you showed him."

"No."

"Soundwave."

"No."

"Your relationship isn't going to last if you keep hiding yourself from him. Eventually you're going to destroy your own relationship fangs or not."

Soundwave gave him a frantic look. The very idea was unbearable. He couldn't imagine not spending his life with him.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Show him."

He sighed knowing he was right. Even though he hated it.

"Fine... I'll show him."

During their next date Hot Rod gave him a worried look.

"Are you okay? You seem nervous."

"I'm fine."

He lied and Hot Rod frowned.

"Are you sure?"

He nodded even though he felt anything but fine.

"T-- there's something I have to tell you."

Hot Rod gave him a curious look.

"What is it?"

With shaking fingers he took off his mask and revealed his fangs.

He looked surprised for a moment and then hugged him. He wrapped his arms around him and pulled Hot Rod close. Still in shock and also amazement because Hot Rod was amazing.

Usually when he showed people his fangs they'd look terrified. They'd call him a monster and a freak frantically telling him to get out of their house.

Other Decepticons had fangs. Including Hot Rods best friend Drift but they weren't like his.

Those were for aesthetic purposes. A lot of Decepticons had gotten themselves fangs during the war. Wanting to make themselves scarier and differentiate themselves from Autobots.

His were real. They were bigger and sharper than those with fake ones. He was what they were trying to be without having to face the stigma surrounding his kind.

Unlike most people he drank from the living. His fangs were used to puncture holes into their lines, so he could drink from them.

He always hid this part of himself from Hot Rod. Worried he would hate him only to be proven wrong.

The two cuddled together and Hot Rid eventually fell asleep. He watched over him. Brushing a hand down his cheek, as he stared at him in amazement. Even after finding out what he was. Hot Rod let himself be vulnerable around him. His head was tilted to the side slightly and his neck was exposed. He could bite him at any moment and suck him dry. Yet Hot Rod trusted a monster like him not to hurt him.

It was everything he didn't know he wanted. Something he never allowed himself to dream of because he didn't think it was possible.

He loved Hot Rod so much. He was everything to him.