Hi Can We Have Barbarian Soundrod Please

Hi can we have barbarian soundrod please

With winter quickly approaching he was working on blankets especially for the little ones. He was sitting by the fire letting it's warmth wash over him as he worked. Having come from the Nyon tribe he was used to heat and his armor wasn't made to handle the cold like the others.

Feeling someone's gaze on him he looked up to see city bots being led to the med tent. He saw one of them staring at him and he assumed it was out of curiosity.

Looking at the others he could see a few were injured. They also weren't prepared for the cold at all. Which wasn't surprising. They always thought they could beat nature and that they were above it.

He assumed they must have gotten lost when they journeyed into the wastelands. Not expecting the weather to be so different from the cities or maybe they just didn't care.

He went back to what he was doing before. Wanting to get the blanket done as soon as possible.

At dinner some of the city bots joined them after Ratchet looked them over.

The one who'd been staring at him earlier was staring at him again. He tried to ignore him. Until he walked over and began to speak with him in a language he didn't know.

When he gave him a confused look. He gestured to himself.

"Thunderclash."

"Thunderclash?"

The man smiled and nodded pointing at himself and repeating what his name was. He then pointed at him and must have asked what is name was.

"Hot Rod."

He decided to answer not wanting to be rude. Even though he wished he'd leave him alone.

Looking around he made optic contact with his mate who'd been talking to Ratchet about the city bots.

Thunderclash either oblivious to the tension surrounding them or simply not caring. Smiled and began saying things he didn't understand.

Soundwave came over and put a protective hand on his shoulder. Staring the mech down until his smile faded and he seemed to take the hint.

The two of them left and he cuddled against Soundwave. Who warned him to stay away from the mech.

"I know. There's something about him that makes me uncomfortable."

"Ratchet says he was trying to flirt with you."

"What!? Doesn't he know I'm taken?"

"Apparently city bots have a different way of showing they are together."

"City bots are so weird."

"Agreed."

They snuggled together in bed and Soundwave promised to watch over him in case the city bot tried to speak with him again.

"Hopefully they'll be gone soon."

"Once everyone is healed we will help them find their way back to the city."

He nodded and quickly fell asleep safe in Soundwave's arms.

Can we get a Part II to the glory hole scenario? Soundwave manages to track Hot Rod down and is now trying to woo the cute bot into being his mate. He so badly wants to bury his spike in him and knock him up with all the sparklings.

I already answered part 2 of this story.

Soundrod barbarian au where Soundwave rescues Hot rod

A snow storm hits while Hot rod is healing and when he wakes up Soundwave is holding him in front of the fire with blankets surrounding Hot rod.

Hot rod ends up with Soundwaves sparkling nursing on his nozzles and that triggers his hips to widen and his gestation tank to poke out. Hot rod can’t put his chassis plating back on because his pouches are too sensitive and swollen.

He looks gorgeous with a bitty nursing on him and Soundwave ends up sparking him before the year is over with.

He moaned shifting slightly as he began waking up. He felt warm and comfortable which is strange because he was cold before.

Opening his optics he looked around confused to find himself in front of a fire with blankets wrapped around him.

Noticing an unfamiliar mech come over he tensed giving him a confused and weary look.

"Who are you? How did I get here?"

"My name is Soundwave. You're in the Decepticon tribe. I found you injured and alone. You were loosing a lot of energon so I brought you here."

He looked around the unfamiliar tent noticing a cradle nearby with a sparkling inside. His optics widened and he turned back to Soundwave who was watching him.

"Where did you come from?"

"My tribe... They were attacked."

He cried realizing everyone was dead except him. Soundwave came closer. His voice having an odd tone.

"By who?"

"The city dwellers."

Soundwave nodded.

"I'll take care of it."

"What?"

He gave him a confused look.

"Rest. You're safe here."

He nodded pulling the blankets closer. He moved a little closer to the fire and laid down. Still feeling cold. He didn't fall asleep immediately. Instead he listened as Soundwave walked away. He heard his tent open and then he was gone.

He stared at the fire wondering what was going to happen to him now.

Before he could think too much about it. Exhaustion crept up on him and he ended up falling asleep. Lulled by the the sounds of fire.

He shifted, hearing a strange noise. Confused he opened his optics to see what was happening. Looking around he was confused for a moment until he remembered what happened.

His spoiler lowered as he thought about his people. He wiped a tear from his optic only to be distracted by crying. He looked over at the crib and found himself rushing over.

The sparkling cried and he looked around for Soundwave, except he wasn't there. Not wanting the sparkling to cry he picked him up and gently rocked him. He noticed the sparkling was rubbing his face against his chest while continuing to cry.

He tried to soothe him when the bitty made a chirping noise. He gasped feeling his chest plating open up.

He looked down to see his pouches exposed and he blushed. The sparkling immediately latched on and he felt instinct take over.

He carefully carried him back towards the fire and the two snuggled together while the sparkling drank.

He didn't know how long they'd been sitting there. The sparkling had fallen asleep a while ago curled up in his arms.

He thought about putting him back in his crib, but didn't like the idea of being unable to hold the bitty and keep him safe.

The sparkling also seemed reluctant to let him go. Shifting and almost waking up a few times when he set him down.

When Soundwave came back he looked surprised to see his sparkling in his arms. He thought Soundwave would attack him or try to remove his bitty. But instead he let him keep holding the sparkling while he checked on his injuries. Acting a little strange while he was checking him over. Occasionally glancing at him and the sparkling in his arms with a weird look on his face. He assumed he was just protective of his little one.

"His name is Ratbat."

Soundwave gestured towards the sparkling and he nodded. It was still a little awkward but his instincts told him Soundwave was safe and that he could trust him.

He continued taking care of Ratbat when Soundwave had to leave. He began noticing changes shortly after. Like his breasts getting bigger and his hips widening. He didn't mind the change too much although it took him a while to adjust. Especially when his chest plating made him uncomfortable. He hated the way it rubbed against his sensitive breasts and like other carriers in the tribe he went without. Although he usually had a few thick blankets covering him because it was so cold.

He noticed others liked his frame change as well. He'd see them staring at him while he was taking care of Soundwave's bitty and they'd sometimes come over to flirt.

However whenever Soundwave came over their optics would widen and they'd apologize before running off. It was strange because Soundwave wasn't doing anything.

After officially joining their tribe. He began taking care of others sparklings as well when their parents were busy. That became his job in the tribe which he enjoyed. Occasionally Soundwave would take him out hunting which he appreciated.

Eventually he fell in love with Soundwave and it wasn't long before they had a sparkling on the way.

Perceptor fussing over a pregnant Rodimus on the Lost Light, excited but so nervous to see his grandchildren after all this time. Meanwhile Megatron is absolutely afraid of Perceptor and is doing everything in his power to get Perceptor's approval because he knows A) Rodimus cares for his carrier a lot and B) Perceptor will not hesitate to maul him for not being worthy of his sparkling.

He shifted. Making sure he didn't drop anything as he went to knock on his sparklings door.

He'd been gone for a while helping out a nearby planet that was struggling to grow crops. He'd been reluctant to take the job not wanting to be far from his sparkling or his grandsparklings but he was the only one who could do it and the people were starving.

Rodimus told him he'd be fine and that his mate could look after him. He was still uncertain about Megatron but so far he seemed to make his sparkling happy.

The door opened and Rodimus gave him a warm smile. He hugged him. Even with the sparked belly in the way.

He felt his spark squeeze in his chest when he saw his grandsparkling, who was already growing up so fast.

"Grandcarrier!"

The sparkling ran into his arms and he hugged the little one. Rodimus grabbed the stuff in his arms before it could fall while he held his grandsparkling.

"Come inside."

He walked in and looked around noticing there was no Megatron hovering around.

"Where's your Conjunx?"

"He was called back to the office. They said it was important, and he'll be back as soon as it's done."

He frowned not liking the idea of Megatron leaving his sparkling alone with his grandsparkling when he was this far along. All sorts of things could happen like him suddenly going into labor.

He was supposed to be on paternity leave and should have told them to leave him alone.

"I brought your favorite dish."

Rodimus smiled and he made his sparkling and grandsparkling a plate. The two of them enjoyed his food especially Rodimus.

"Is Megatron not feeding you?"

He pretended to joke even though he was serious.

"No my little one just really likes food."

Rodimus rubbed his belly and he heard the door open.

"Sire!"

His grandsire ran over just as the door opened and Megatron picked him up. When he noticed him standing in the kitchen he froze.

Turning away from the ex Decepticon he looked back at his sparkling who was looking at the gifts he brought.

He smiled and started handing them out. Having quite a few for his grandsparkling because he wanted to spoil him.

His grandsparkling played with his gifts and his sparkling admired his own.

Megatron stood awkwardly by the door. Even though he knew Perceptor was coming over. He'd been hoping to make it back before he arrived.

Ever since he started dating Rodimus he's been trying to get on his good side. Because he knew how important he was to Rodimus and that Perceptor could maul him at any moment. If he deemed him unworthy of his sparkling.

He could feel the judgment from here when Perceptor saw him and if it wasn't dor his sparkling he would have shrunk away. Knowing that the scientist wasn't impressed that he wasn't there when he arrived.

Walking over he carefully sat by Hot Rod watching as his sparkling played.

Ever since he'd been born Perceptor seemed to at least tolerate him because he was the sparklings sire, but he still didn't like him.

It seemed like no matter what he did Perceptor would never like hjm. He still hasn't forgiven him for killing Rodimus or for all the terrible things he'd done during the war which he deserved.

He wanted to prove to Perceptor that he was worthy of Rodimus. Whenever his mate discussed talking to his carrier about his behavior he always refused, wanting to make the scientist like him. He didn't want him to tolerate him because Rodimus said so.

Listening to Rodimus and Perceptor talk he found himself getting another idea to prove to Perceptor that he was worthy of Rodimus. In the hopes that he would someday like him.

Megasoundrod au

Barbarian

Soundwave and Megatron enjoy being inside where its warm by the fire with their mate Hot rod laying propped up between them as they laid in a nest and rubbed his overly large tanks that held two sparks

He sighed pressing against his mates feeling warm and comfortable. He found himself drifting off to sleep when Megatron kissed his belly.

"Beautiful."

He smiled feeling Soundwave rub his belly. All three of them were excited for the sparklings to arrive. It felt like it could happen any day now.

"I can't wait to meet them."

He smiled down at his tanks imagining his two little ones.

"I hope they look like you."

Megatron kissed his forehead.

"They'll be so cute."

He blushed and Soundwave tightened his grip. Touching his belly he felt their sparklings kick as though they knew their sires were close.

"I hope they are as smart as Soundwave and as passionate as you."

Megatron smiled and glanced at Soundwave.

"What do you think?"

"I hope they look like me."

He gave them both a teasing grin and Hot Rod nudged him.

"They better look like me because I'm the one having to carry them and I'll be the one to give birth to them."

He sat up a little more while looking at his belly.

"Here that little ones. You two should look like your carrier."

Getting a kick in response he smiled.

"It doesn't matter who they look like they're going to be so cute."

"I hope their a good cook like you."

Soundwave rubbed his belly looking at Megatron.

"What?"

He laughed and Megatron gave him a confused look.

"What?"

"He's saying that the tribe can't handle someone else who is just as bad at cooking as you are."

Megatron sat up looking at them in surprise.

"What? You two are so rude. I hope their great hunters like their sire. You can't cook without food after all."

"I hope you drive your sire crazy."

He smiled rubbing his belly.

"Hey!"

They both laughed and he leaned against both of them as they wrapped their arms around him. Yawning he felt exhausted. Soundwave and Megatron both looked at each other and then carried him to his nest.

He snuggled inside and his mates joined him. The three of them cuddled together and he quickly fell asleep pressed between Megatron and Soundwave. Who both wrapped a protective arm around his middle.

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