#electrogen

Electrogen son Spark and Grisdinah daughter Buffy

Wanna hear headcanons of that cuties?

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PRIDE ONESHOTS PT : 2

I love this ask RAHH, I realised I haven’t been doing many Wembley fics so time to fix that! Also I just love anything with Electra because mmm.

(Electra goes by they/them and Hydra goes by he/him!)

Hydra couldn’t place his finger on when his heart first started fluttering around the Electric Engine.

Maybe it was during the Final’s, when the proximity to Electra made his whole body tingle from voltage. Or it could’ve been after they started their little meetings at night, just two lonely trains finding comfort in their isolation with eachother. At least that’s all Hydra thought it was, before he noticed… Albeit it was quiet and buried deep there was something in him that jumped and flipped when near Electra.

Hydra fiddled with the gear on his belt, flipping the neon belt; up and down, up and down. It was the only thing he could do physically as his mind buzzed with the previous memories of the day. Electra had touched his shoulder. Yes, his shoulder. It was just a guiding touch, a gentle move to the side as Electra passed by but Hydra swore he felt it linger seconds longer than it should and Electra didn’t just touch anyone! After all, they didn’t need to and they’d rather not have their fingers come into contact with rust or dirt which means they thought Hydra was clean enough to touch!

But now, bathed in the last cracks of the sun as it slowly set with Electra by his side, Hydra found this was where he wanted to be forever. “Hydra,” they said low and smooth “Your form was impeccable today.”

Praise from Electra was always rare. Deliberate.

It wasn’t just their words, it was the way their eyes went half lidded slowly trailing Hydra up and down, like he was their prey. Also, the way Electra leaned in ever so slightly, like a non verbal sign of ‘you’re in my presence now’.

He’d try to laugh it off, after all he was constantly getting berated in the yard for being a ‘Hydrogen Tanker’ so it felt good his pride being appreciated and acknowledged but also foreign. He supposed him and Electra shared common ground in that sense, both outcasts, a physical representation of the future that no one in the yard wanted to accept. Hydra couldn’t help but long for these precious minutes near Electra, without the spying eyes of their components.

Were all these feelings even normal? I mean Hydra was never taught about all these complex, astounding emotions, but there was an undeniable desperate yearning.

Gosh, he wished he could race with them.

Don’t get Hydra wrong he liked Rusty! After all, they were very good friends, but if Electra asked Hydra to race with him? As much as he prides himself on loyalty this desire just couldn’t be satiated. Was all this foolish? Most likely, Electra doesn’t need anyone but their components, they were electric, powerful and wrapped in arrogance.

But sometimes, Hydra swore he saw something underneath, what Electra truly felt, their loneliness.

Electra’s yawn shook him out of his thoughts, “Oh shit, are you tired? I can go.” He sputtered out flustered.

“Stay,” was all Electra murmured as they laid their head on his shoulder at quite an awkward angle due to the height difference. Hydra’s whole body went rigid, right don’t mess this up! “Hydra, can I ask you something?” They said softly, barely audible.

“Of course!”

“If I were to ask you to work for me, what would you say?”

Silence.

“I don’t… I don’t really know, I guess maybe? It’s just me and the freights come in a group-”

Electra scoffed, rolling their eyes and moved away from him just a smidge. Hydra couldn’t tell what he was more hurt by; the fact they moved away from him or the way they scoffed at the only trains he could call family.

“What’s that meant for?”

“Because Hydra you are just a punchline to them! When have they ever taken you seriously?”

Hydra couldn’t even respond, just gawking and sputtering.

“I would never do that to you.” Electra said with finality, “We are both alike, meant for greatness and the future. Why can’t you see that? Haven’t you felt our connection?”

“What are you talking about?” Hydra responded confused, yes they felt the connection but what was else were they prattling on about?

“Oh don’t be dense, you think I like coming out here when the sun drops and it becomes ice cold and i’m away from my components? I come here for you!”

Oh my. Oh my Starlight!

Are they? Are they basically saying they like him? No fucking way, oh shit mate you’ve got to respond!

“I- I didn’t even know! I’m so sorry I thought everything was a coincidence, honest!”

“Really?”

“Yes!”

“Oh, I assumed you just wanted me to stop my advances. After all, i’ve been flirting with you for months now and you haven’t given me any recognition in my efforts.”

Hydra took their hand, trying to be gentle, “I didn’t even know you were flirting, I just thought you are being nice, but I think you’re really great.”

Electra went deadpan, “Just great?”

“Lots of other things too,” Electra actually smiled at that, or well more of a smirk.

“Well you know what this means, we are two very attractive people into eachother and meant for the future so we should obviously be together!”

Hydra’s face went brighter yes, gosh he didn’t even think Hydrogen Tankers were meant to feel this hot. “Oh yeah?” He said trying to keep up a semblance of confidence.

“Of course,” Electra purred smoothly, their little tantrum now quelled. “A kiss of gratitude to me for doing the work of confessing would be appreciated.”

That’s what made Hydra relax, the confident Electra he knew. “Of course, wouldn’t expect anything less.” He said snorting, as he tried to figure out the best angle for him and Electra to kiss with Electra towering over him.

Once he finally got a grasp on the best route, he successfully dipped Electra and kissed them, so gentle that it felt more like a caress. That just wouldn’t do now would it? Soft pecks and smooches soon turned into hunger as they became starving for one another.

“My shed?” Electra mumbled out in between gasps and kisses.