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I was listening to Can't Help Falling in Love by Elvis Presley when writing this. Also the names of Blitz, Wings, and Zing belong to @crispy-art-on-fire I'm just being a little thief and using them because they are so good.
Summary: Three words
CW: None
It was late, too late to be out; out here in the middle of the woods with the moon as the sole witness to what anyone, Autobot or Decepticon would consider treason. If either side were to see this, if they were to be found out; the very notion had Optimus’s tanks churning. He shouldn’t… Neither of them should… The risks were so high, too high in fact.
“It’s okay.” Blitzwing cupped Optimus’s cheek, bringing his wayward attention back to them.
Worry creased along Optimus’s brow plate, his own servo coming up to cover Blitzwing’s. “I know but–” A digit came up and gently pressed against his derma, silencing him.
“Don’t do that.” Their face clicked and whirled, soft blue was traded for delicate pink that could be mistaken for red. Blitz’s visor flared to life before dimming, the glow of it barely illuminating their faceplate. “Please, not here. Not now.” It was as much a plea as it was a demand. Optimus had promised, he had promised to meet them here and just be in this moment with them and here he was already breaking it.
“I’m sorry.” He whispered, averting his optics to the ground. Ashamed of himself for always doing this, always overthinking, doubting what they were doing, for questioning his feelings; for questioning Blitzwing’s feelings. “It’s not right of me-” Again Blitz stops him, this time with the barest hint of warm derma pressing against his.
“Tell me jou want to be here.” Blitz didn’t pull back far enough, every word spoken was another delicate caress of derma’s against his own.
“I do,” The servo that rested atop the one that was still cradling his cheek tightened, “I want to be here.” The admission had a small smile gracing Blitz’s derma. Another click, another whirl, a black faceplate now grinned at him. Another kiss was pressed to his derma. This one was heavier, filled with everything that Optimus had been worrying about, with everything Blitzwing told him was okay.
“Good.” Zing hummed while pulling back far enough that Optimus had to let go of his servo but not for long. Extending his servo out, Zing tilted his helm playfully. “Dance with me?” There was a hint of a tremor to his voice, wings twitching in anticipation. Blitzwing wasn’t sure he would say yes, wasn’t sure if he would take their servo, let them spin him into their arms. Even with his confirmation of wanting to be here, they didn’t know for sure.
Reaching for Zing, Optimus intertwined their digits and pulled the bigger con to him. They went easily, their other servo came to rest on his waist while his snaked up to rest on their shoulder. He let Zing lead, swaying rhythmically across the forest floor. Fallen leaves floated up into the air around them, dancing with them. Letting out a heavy ex-vent Optimus let his helm rest against Blitzwing’s chassis. He could hear the whirling flutter of their spark, could feel the low hum of their engines, the quiet pittering of gears working, it made Optimus lean into Zing harder; wanting to be closer. To feel and hear more of them, to drown out everything else going on inside his processor and just let himself be consumed by this moment. To let himself just be with the Cybertronian he loved and not have to worry about whether or not they will be caught and what that will entail for them.
“I love you.” It came out distorted by static, optical fluid gathered in the corners of his optics and trailed sluggishly down his faceplate.
Zing stopped moving, their entire frame stalling, “Vhat?” They pulled back, looking at Optimus with confusion and a glimmer of desperate hope glowing in their optics. “Vhat did jou say?”
“I love you.” Optimus repeated, it got no less clear but it came out stronger. Blitzwing’s faceplates spun.
“Say it again.” Wings breathed, optic wide.
“I love you.” He spoke again.
“Again.” Blitz pleaded, visor glowing so brightly Optimus thought it would blind him.
“I love you.” He declared.
“One more time.” Zing asked.
“I love you.” Optimus swore.
Blitzwing crushed him against his chassis, the triple-changer was shaking. Entire frame buzzing as they collapsed to their knees, taking Optimus with them. “I love jou, Ve love jou,” Messy uncoordinated wet kisses were peppered wherever Blitzwing could reach. “Jou have no idea how much ve have vanted–” They kept interrupting themselves, the only thing Optimus could really make out was a soft mixed chant of I love yous and we love you.
“Could jou say it again? Please.” Wings’s face appeared in his periphery, the normally soft blue of his faceplate now flushed a deep purple.
“I love you.” The cry of joy, of pure unfiltered happiness that escaped Blitzwing’s intake seared its way into Optimus’s processor. Burrowed into the deepest depths of his cranial unit that he doubted even a full memory wipe would completely erase it. Holding onto that sound, the fresh memory, he would covet it and let it suffocate the worries, the fears. If he ever doubted, was scared again he would pull up this moment. A beautiful burning reminder that Optimus loved them and they loved him too. That in this moment everything was okay.
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Love that other person who is part of a system saying they feel like they got secret knowledge when I (also part of a system) have no clue what’s going on. Did they split a forth guy???? Did two or more of them fuse/reintegrate???? I have no clue
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You guessed right! Blitzwing split a new alter. Introducing Liz. This installment had a lot of exposition so I hope it went alright! I had the plan that Blitzwing would split since the start but how the scene would go down changed as I looked more into OSDD.
The biggest thing separating OSDD-1b from OSDD-1a and DID is that alters can actually remember what other alters did when fronting, though often with emotional/partial amnesia making it feel like it happened to someone else. So I hoped I portrayed it adequately through Liz being able to recall things but struggling with events that happened a long time ago.
Also the * is that it depends on system but alters don't 'die' permanently. I knew a system that alters could kill each other in headspace but they would respawn later like video game logic (they did it for fun I think). There are also alters who believe they are dead and manifest as ghosts or undead creatures.
IS THE ALLSPARK KEY GOING TO PLAY A PART YET AGAIN IN THE NEXT ACT??
HOPEFULLY RELATING TO THE “GETS WORSE BEFORE IT GETS BETTER” THING IVE HEARD ABOUT?
NONONO IT WILLLL, THIS IS A STICKUP‼️FORK OVER THE HAPPY ENDING AND NOBODY GETS HURT‼️‼️🫵🔫🔫🔫🔫(/j/nf i love your art no matter what never stop living)
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Act 2 begins! If Act 1 was basically me putting up a honey trap to make people like this ship this is basically me exploring the characters now that you cannot leave.
Whoops! It just happens that I split the comic on a cliffhanger, oh well <3
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Pairing: Optimus Prime/Blitzwing
CW(?): They kiss and Blitzwing gets a bit frisky. But nothing more.
Summary: Hook, Line, and Sinker. Optimus was caught and really can't bring himself to be upset about it.
A/n: This has been sitting in my drafts mostly finished and it's been haunting me. I'm not really sure how I feel about how I ended things. But I hope you all like it.
Final Chapter: And Sinker
Chp1, Chp2
Blitzwing’s laughter gradually lessened, optics dimming as he stared down at Optimus. A servo walked up his abdominal plating and traced along his windshield, pressing into the seams before trailing up his neck cables. Digits smoothed over the malleable metal causing a breathy hum to leave Optimus.
“Can I kiss you?”
Onlining his optics, he felt his faceplate heat up, not having realized he had turned them off.
‘Uh.’ Was his unintelligible response. He’d thought about kissing the con, he thought about doing a lot more with him too but he hadn’t actually considered any of that possible so now faced with the reality that it was, Optimus was floundering. Blitzwing tilted his helm, backing off just enough to level him with a look.
“If jou don’t vant us to–” Optimus waved his servos about, faceplate heating up.
“No! I do. I just uh… I just um..”
“Jou just what?” The knowing grin that was spreading across Blitzwing’s derma wasn’t helping Optimus in the slightest. He shrunk in on himself as Blitzwing started laughing again.
“I’m going to kiss jou now~”
“Ok-” Optimus was cut off as Blitzwing surged forward, the jagged feeling of his derma scraped against Optimus’s. It was oddly pleasant and softer than he was expecting. Letting his optics dim, he let out a small vent as he relaxed into Blitzwing.
“Don’t hog him!” The triple-changers face spun, landing on red. Blitzwing’s visor flared intently before swooping down. Optimus resisted the urge to flinch back as their denta clacked together. He felt his lower derma get caught between the gap in Blitzwing's denta before it smoothed out into something more of a kiss and less of a fight yet no less heated. It left Optimus reeling and the feeling had no time to sort itself out before Blitzwing was pulling back and then immediately rushing down to kiss him with a new set of derma. Fumbling one servo along tan shoulder plating, he held on as the other skittered along the cool glass of the cons cockpit. Blitzwing hummed against him, pressing closer. Tentatively Optimus swiped his glossa along the seam of Blitzwing’s derma, the frame above him shuddering.
“Do jou have any idea how much we have been thinking about this?” Blitzwing spoke between kisses, derma and denta tracing all over Optimus’s faceplate. Kissing along his nasal ridge, under his optics, and nipping at his chin. Swallowing thickly he attempted to reciprocate with brief presses against Blitzwing’s cheeks.
“If it’s as much as I have then I think I have an idea.” The confession had Blitzwing shoving his face into Optimus’s neck. Muffled giggling could be heard as the con nibbled along the sensitive cables.
“Jou’ve been thinking about us?”
“A lot actually.” He let out a squeak as a particular sensitive cable was played with. It seemed to just make Blitzwing focus on it more. Optimus squirmed, heat blooming in his chassis as he pushed on the other's helm.
“Too much?” Blitzwing asks while nuzzling into Optimus’s servo. He nodded, vocalizer stalling at the frankly cute display of affection. It made his spark pulse pleasantly. Propping himself up on his elbow he went to kiss the con again when his com buzzed.
“Optimus, do you copy?”
“Come in Prime?”
“Slag.” Optimus sighed, helm thunking on Blitzwing’s shoulder.
“Vhat? Vhat happened? Is something vrong?” A low whine left Blitzwing when he pulled away, doing his best to get out from under the triple-changer. “Vhere are jou going?”
“My team is trying to contact me. I need to go before they decide to come looking.” And he really, really, really, didn’t need them to stumble upon this.
“But-” He cut Blitzwing off.
“Uh here’s my personal com. We could meet up later. Maybe?” A wide, near manic grin spread across Blitzwing’s face. There was a small voice in the back of his processor that told him that this was probably not the best idea but the kiss he was swept into silenced it rather effectively.
And scene! This is the end of this Act. Aren't you happy :] I had this planned from the very start and I am very glad to have been able to see it though.
One of the things that stood out to me in the show that Megatron specifically didn't trust Blitzwing because of his mental instability- despite Blitzwing not actually doing anything to be disloyal other than not be a zealot like Lugnut. Also the toybox saying Blitzwing listens to Megatron out of fear lives rent free in my head all the time.
Also if you're wondering if Megatron's suggestion would have worked: No, it would essentially just have been a lobotomy.
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The team talks about it. More lighthearted in comparison to the surrounding content I really enjoyed adding some humor into it.
I was wondering if I was going to make this or the next comic first but settled on this so the next two comics have a more spiraling feeling. But yeah! Hellish for my brain to need to include the team all the time and so forcing me to draw multiple characters but I think its important to show that Team Prime is like, friends.
