#prime transformers

Optimus thought he was too old to carry anymore. Most mecha his age would be thinking about retirement and grandbitties, yet it seemed Primus had one last blessing to give the prime. Cradled gently in his arms was a small round, squeaking shape. Tiny servos clung desperately to Optimus's chest while two bright optics welled up with tears.

With a gentle smile Optimus carefully pulled the sparkling closer. As he began to inspect his new bittie something quickly caught his optic. Large shoulder kibble a sign that there will be powerful wheels in the future. Seems his new sparkling took after him more than he thought he would.

"Now, now my tiny light" Optimus gently nuzzled the sparkling's helm with his own. Pride filled his spark when those bright, unfocused optics blinked up at him. "Its okay, we're okay. You don't need to cry anymore"

Soft coos quickly turned into gentle beeps as the prime slowly opened his field. He needed to be careful, new sparks are extremely sensitive to EM fields even if its the creator's own. One quick flash of negative emotions could start the crying up all over again. He had learned that lesson harshly when he accidently spooked Prowl's own sparkling. Thankfully his bittie just happily chirped as they waved their arms lazily, good at least he was certain that they were strong.

"I'm just glad you're okay" Taking a sharp vent, Optimus used a digit to brush along one chubby cheek. Memories came rushing in as he thought back to his past carriage. How during an attack of the base his emergence came to a abrupt end. Despite all the hours of pain he wasn't allowed to hold his sparkling, one born early and extremely weak. One that even the medics didn't think would survive. A squeak would draw the prime out of those thoughts. "Sorry, bittie. Carrier was just thinking about your big brother"

Another beep this time followed by a yawn. As recharge slowly washed over the sparkling, Optimus couldn't help but smile. This time he was sure he'll do everything right, no more long meetings or pushing his close friends to babysit for the night. Just him and his sparkling. "Bumblebee will be so excited to meet you"

"My little Roller"

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Shockwave (Transformers Prime) stimboard

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You know how some parents have a child and name them after themselves? Ok no problem there, but then they go and date/marry someone else and have a child with their new patner and they name them after ¡¿THEMSELVES AGAIN?!.

Well thats what happened with Tfes breakdown and Tfp breakdown, same sire, diferent carrier, have never interacted with each other because of their shitty sire, when bee goes to Cybertron with his conjux for a checkup of their baby boy rubble, imagine knockout and breakdown's surprise to see bee's conjux who looks like breakdown and has the same name, its umcomfortable at first but then knockout starts doing smalltalk to lessen the tension and one thing leads to the other and they discover that both mechs have the same shitty sire, who walked out of the life of his first sparkling and died when the other one was still young mech.

At least their children are close on age and can have playdates with eachother.

Sometimes they still talk about their times in the decepticon army, like how one was part of megatron's inner circle while the other was part of a group of decepticon enforcers that took care enemies on the other side of the galaxy, breakdown the older is still surprised that his baby bro is a combiner snd finds it cool, both breakdown and knockout are even more surprised to discover that bee is also a combiner and can become one with all his conjux (knockout finds it kind of romantic).

Cut to the little family expanding with the arrival of the stunticons, wildbreak went from having no uncles to having 7 uncles and one baby cousin (bee promised him he would have more little cousins)

Their conjux and the stunticons call them Breakdown the older (Tfp) and Breakdown the younger(Tfes)

It’d be so cute if they get nicknames that their sparklings give them because they can’t pronounce breakdown or because its hard to remember lol

Knockout is not a good patient

total complaining

Soundwave eventually cuts off his voice module but being a doc he cuts it back on and complains even more

Breakdown is the only one who can handle it

Bumblebee knew he was playing with fire, it wasn't first the time he's dabbled with mecha most of his friends wouldn't approve of. Then again most of these relationships were short lived, the longest lasting 5 months before they broke things off.

However this time he hoped it would last. As this his new boyfriend made his spark flutter in ways he had forgotten. Though Bee was sure despite everything people will still try and tear them apart. That was one of the many risks of dating his new boyfriend.

"My honey bee?" Predaking would lightly pull the yellow mech closer to his chest. Worry filled his spark as Bumblebee's field remained heavy and closed off. "Is something bothering you?" He then pressed a light nuzzle hoping to sooth his partner's worry.

"Do you think...that maybe this was all a mistake?" Bumblebee then turned his helm away, hoping to avoid those golden optics.

Predaking just blinked confused. He then wrapped his arms his partner's frame pulling Bumblebee closer. Leaning down he placed a tiny kiss on the yellow mech's cheek. "I don't that my darling. Is someone making you think that our love is tainted?"

Grumbling a little Bumblebee just buried his face further into the predacon's chest. Door wings lightly flicking as he listened to the gentle hum of his partner's spark. "Its just the way everyone looks at us" Letting out a sigh he began tracing a patten with his digit. "Like we're doing something forbidden by staying together"

"Do you not want to stay...with me?" A Predaking's spark ached at the thought, but if his love wished to leave he'll let him go. Even if it tore him up from the inside.

"No! I-I mean..." Bumblebee tightened his grip. What did his spark want? Did he really want to risk it all or throw it all away like before. "I really love you. I'm just not sure...do I really deserve you?"

Predaking softly smiled as he wrapped both arms around his lover's frame. "My darling Bee, its I who doesn't deserve you" Another kiss. "You showed me that I'm much more than just a beast. You've showed the light"

That made up Bumblebee's mind. Yes, he wanted this, this was the mech he wanted to conjunx. To wake every morning with those soft golden optics gazing at him so lovingly. Those giant claws holding him like fragile glass, while those powerful arms hold him close on cold nights.

Leaning up Bumblebee would place a gentle kiss. "I want to stay. If it means throwing away everything I've ever known, then I wish to be by your side until my spark gives out!"

"My love" Predaking gave a gentle smile as he returned the kiss. "Just say the word and my spark is yours"

"I love you, with all my spark"

"I love you too, my sweet Bee"

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