#rodgalv

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ohhh hohohho you have come to the right place anon. PREPARE FOR FIC RECS

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Adventure focus / endgame romance:

Prime Time - G1 time travel, endgame Arcee/Springer/Hot Rod

Sleep Well, Little Star - adorable Hot Rod G1 backstory, no ships

Half Of What You Think Of Me - Roddy gets yeeted into Shattered Glass, has a bad time, you can pinpoint the exact moment Deadlock's eyes widen and he goes 'whoagh'

Ghosts of Cybertron - G1 adventure fic

Kingdom Hearts: Cybertron G1 crossover ft. Roddy & Galvatron (no ships but I remain hopeful for rodgalv)

Meet in the Middle - IDW driftrod, long slowburn

Cassett(icon) - Cassetticon Roddy (no ships)

how quickly the night turns to dawn - messy feral hotlock (complimentary)

The Echo Garden - you are probably familiar with this one if you are on my blog but if not or you are due for a reread here you go :) long slowburn tfp Soundwave/mtmte Rodimus.

more romance/ship focused but i'm still rec-ing them and you can't stop me:

Price of Peace - rodistar

Amanesis - megarod ft. empurata megatron

Coffee as a Metaphor for Other Things - humanformers megarod

Ride Me Down Easy - IF YOU ONLY READ ONE THING FROM THIS LIST READ THIS ONE. TRUST.

The Legacy of Nyon - The One Rodiclash Fic I Like Because It Actually Takes Roddy Seriously

submerse - gorgeous merformers rodgalv

Countervail - Galvatron goes to shout at Primus to give Roddy back damn it

Fics with just enough Roddy as a side character to keep me on the hook:

The Crown of Cybertron (BABY RODDY)

Ninth (he shows up i promise)

Hold Them Tight (jazzprowl)

Starpath (jazzprowl, mecha pilot Jazz AU, Roddy is also there)

Welcome! Everything is fine. (The Good Place crossover ft. a delightful Starscream)

Donc, si c'est possible pour le <<ask game>>, j'aimerai lire votre version sur GalvaRod dans le AU où la problématique serait <<la grossesse accidentelle>> (avec Hot Rod comme le porteur)

Néanmoins, si ma demande ne peut être satisfaite, merci d'avoir lu mon commentaire.

À bientôt!

Thank you for your kind words! Now, GalvaRod + Accidental Pregnancy (Hot Rod specified as carrier) –

1. So, I’m thinking late G1. After Unicron, after Rodimus and Galvatron have been at it a while, after Optimus has been resurrected and the Primacy returned to him. This frees Hot Rod up to a) be Hot Rod again, and b) be so incredibly lonely because ascending to the top of the ranks was isolating as all hell, but descending back down doesn’t manage to put him back on the level of everyone else again. They followed him as the Prime for years. They know he’s going to be the Prime again when the time comes. It’s like impostor syndrome from a different angle, and it’s awful.

And, of course, who can forget Galvatron? Galvatron, who will never accept Optimus in Rodimus’ place. Who tracks Hot Rod down just to fight him and exchange banter with him, and prove to him (and to himself) that this is his nemesis, his rival, his fated, his other half, his –

Yeah. They slip into a secret relationship from there. (Well, Scourge and Cyclonus know, but no one else does.)

2. Now, in G1, new mecha come from a) Vector Sigma, like the Aerialbots, b) built and then slowly develop sapience over time, like the Dinobots, and the good old fanon c) from robot pregnancy. Let’s say that when two (or more!) mecha join and blend their sparks and EM fields enough, there is a small, miniscule chance of creating a spark which then orbits around its carrier’s spark and develops and strengthens over time, until it’s ready to be put into a frame.

It’s rare. It is, in fact, so rare, that Hot Rod barely knows what’s happening when the first symptoms show up. It’s only when he looks through the medical archives – he is not going to the med-bay if he can help it – and then in front of a mirror with his chestplate open to see his spark chamber that he fully realises what’s happened. Ah, crud. Now what’s he gonna do?

3. Turns out he probably should have been more worried about what Galvatron was going to do. His bonded (who can look after himself) stuck amidst his enemies (ignoring that his bonded is also ostensibly an enemy)? Difficult, but Hot Rod can handle himself, and Galvatron refuses to insult him so. His mate and unborn heir stranded behind enemy lines? Now that’s a whole other story.

Galvatron has never been a mech inclined to creation. Didn’t, in fact, think that he could kindle a spark with another, the influence of the Destroyer too great within him. So this is nothing short of an actual miracle, and certainly a sign that Hot Rod – the only one who can match him – belongs to and with him, and he to Hot Rod.

Yeah. So there might be a bit of… light kidnapping.

4. Hot Rod’s response to this is somewhere between, Oh, my mate has come for me and is here and keeps me safe and provides for me, the way his carrier coding is rejoicing at, and a much more Autobot and Hot Rod-esque, Bitch the fuck you don’t, what the hell?

But Hot Rod? Hot Rod has a plan.

You see, in Cybertronian society – both Autobot and Decepticon – carriers (currently carrying a spark to emergence) have the absolute last say on matters of the new-spark, especially concerning when and where they choose to separate them from their own spark, and of their new frames. This is a hold-over from when carriers had to be hidden from the view of their Quintesson masters, so that the mecha created may be smuggled out and emerge free, but it still holds strong sway – for better and for worse – to this day.

“Galvatron, if you don’t open negotiations for an end to the war, I’m leaving and I’m taking the new-spark.”

5. The reactions of his fellow Autobots are… something, to say the least. Most of Hot Rod’s time is spent assuring them that yes, he loves (no matter how ill-advisedly) Galvatron, and yes, the carrying was accidental but yes he does want the new-spark, and no, Galvatron is not going to betray the treaty, he’s a mech of his word and more than that he knows what I’ll do if he pulls that kind of slag, chill out.

Optimus looks a bit stunned at how all this ended. Magnus just sort of… runs a hand over his face and then buries himself in logistics. Kup is somehow both Hot Rod’s greatest supporter and greatest detractor with the way he can’t decide whether or not everything that’s happening is good or not. That’s tiring, so Hot Rod hopes he figures that out, because he does love Kup, really and truly, but this is exhausting.

Springer and Arcee join forces with Scourge and Cyclonus regarding being the long-suffering best friends (an Autobot term) or loyal supporters (a Decepticon one) of the two involved. This does not happen immediately, but sometimes strange times make for strange friends.

Galvatron’s grumpy, but delighted at being given free reign to blast the slag out of the Quints and any other threat to the Cybertronians. Hot Rod’s still a bit in shock at the direction his life has taken, but – it’s not a bad shock, and he thinks he could grow to like peace, no matter how strange it is.

You aren’t too late to the ask game, it’s open ‘til the end of May :) Now, without further ado –

1. The thing about time travel is that it, uh, can go a bit… awry. Rodimus Prime cracks open the Matrix in his hands – ignoring the shouts of his mecha behind him, because this is the only way left – and throws his spark back into the hurricane, urging it to go, go, go, there’s gotta be a better path to take, and that’s how he ends up here.

He blinks at Springer. Springer blinks at him. The gleaming gold lights of Vector Sigma spin around them like an Earth disco ball (Kup would have had his head if he’d ever said that out loud, but whatever, he’s not here. He’s not here, and that thought is painful.) Then Springer aims a blaster at him, and Rodimus – no, Hot Rod – ducks to the side on instinct. “’Con!”

(So – that’s different. Hot Rod came out of Vector Sigma an Autobot, in another time, built and taken down to be sparked by his cell. But this is not that time, by Hot Rod’s own design, and this time he comes out of the planetary supercomputer with red optics and a purple sigil on his front. He still looks the same otherwise, all magenta and orange, yellow and white, racer alt like an Autobot but in-built weaponry like a Decepticon.)

Springer looks betrayed, by Hot Rod or by Vector Sigma is up for grabs, and Hot Rod – he just – no, no, no. Not Springer, not his old friend. He refuses. He grabs for Springer’s blaster, wrests it from his hands with the advantage of surprise and of knowing Springer’s hand-to-hand combat style by spark, and flees. He’s not a coward, but he can’t afford to fight and die here, or, worse, fight and kill here. He’s got a job to do.

2. That job is stopping Unicron before he ever touches Cybertron, because it turns out that Unicron leaks out so much corrosive spiritual miasma that the astro-second his fingers brushed Cybertron’s surface, he doomed the planet to a slow death as it rusted away, the necrosis unable to be stopped. And since Cybertron is, itself, the source of life for the Cybertronians, that’s… something to be avoided entirely, this time.

In another time, as the spreading necrotic virus spread to attack the sparks of those fighting in other galaxies, Autobot and Decepticon alike, from the lowest soldier up to the Prime himself, even Galvatron had ceased to laugh.

3. Hot Rod joins up with a patrolling group of Decepticons. He’s got the badge, he’s got the optics, and when they get him to the med-bay under armed supervision, he’s even got the coding. Shockwave seems mutedly amused at the idea of the Autobots trying to boost their numbers and getting a ‘Con for their efforts instead, and as a whole the Decepticons aren’t in a position to turn away any reinforcements. Besides, Hot Rod’s a new-spark – what’s he gonna do? Betray them for a group that tried to kill him the second he came into existence?

And that’s how Hot Rod spends the next few centuries: scout and saboteur for a side he still doesn’t agree with regarding their overall aims, but at this point, down on the ground with the long stalemate dragging on as it has been for millions of years, life isn’t so different. Survival is top priority, and the minutiae of life is much the same from this side as it was from the other. They’re all people, all Cybertronians, in the end.

4. Fast forward a little: even though he knows it’s coming, Hot Rod doesn’t step in to save Megatron (as would be demanded of his new side) or Optimus (because… how? Guy decided that Autobot City would be his last stand, taking both leaders down together, and there’s not much Hot Rod can do to change that.)

There is one thing he does do: he steals the Matrix. With his ‘Con coding, it can’t choose him to become an Autobot Prime, and that’s… a greater relief than it should be. He tries not to feel guilty, but can’t quite manage it. Even so, he hides it in his subspace as the doomed coronation of Starscream begins. He feels Soundwave squint at the back of his head, but ignores it.

5. Galvatron. He’s here, and Hot Rod freezes at the feeling that flows over him, suffusing through his spark as much as it does his circuitry. He sees Cyclonus’ head turn, as though scanning the room, but his optics are glued to Galvatron, and the way he crushes the crown beneath his pede, and stands up before them, power-power-power leaking from him in every way. His Decepticon coding shivers at it, awed. It feels like Galvatron’s optics burn into his when they briefly meet.

It doesn’t stop him from sneaking away the first chance he gets. Doesn’t stop him from stealing a small ship and taking it out, far out, and hovering it close to where Unicron is floating in space, disguised as nothing more than a metal planet drifting with no orbit, inexorably closer and closer to Cybertron. The lion does not bother with a gnat, after all. Too much energy expenditure for so little a prey.

It doesn’t stop him from aiming one of Shockwave’s stolen cannons right at Unicron, the thing loaded up with a fractured Matrix ready to break and spill its light everywhere. Unicron screams, the sound echoing in a way that the vacuum of space should prohibit, and dies without ever knowing who killed him.

“Soldier!” barks a deep voice that Hot Rod knows all too well from his comm panel. He turns, spies Galvatron inside Cyclonus’ alt outside the small ship’s viewport, and swallows as he opens the door for them to land inside. Galvatron is huge, imposing, and – Hot Rod stares up, and feels something unfurl in his spark.

“They tell me you are called Hot Rod,” says Galvatron.

“Yes, my lord,” Hot Rod says, nearly stammers.

Galvatron steps closer, curls his huge hand over Hot Rod’s arm, and pulls him forward. It’s not an embrace, but it could almost be. Something moves in Hot Rod’s spark again. “You set me – us – free. You… who is mine, ours. Spark to spark. Mine.”

Ooh, now this is a different concept! Especially when Hot Rod is specified and not Rodimus Prime. Let’s see here…

1. Okay, so, in an AU outside of any canon continuity, those darn Quintessons come back. And they’re pissed. Everything is, not to put too fine a point on it, dystopically terrible, after they re-occupy and re-enslave Cybertron and its inhabitants. (There is a resistance, of course there is, but it’s still finding its feet.)

War-builds, like Galvatron, are folded into the Quintesson armies, or else are put into coliseums and gladiatorial rings for entertainment purposes. Hey, no one ever said that the Quints didn’t enjoy a good show, and outside of their courtrooms, the coliseum is the best place to find it.

2. Galvatron is, of course, in one such coliseum. He’s a pretty well-known gladiator, well-liked by the bookies, famed for his vicious kills and lack of mercy. He can’t afford to have such a thing, and this is survival of the fittest. And Galvatron is, if nothing else, a survivor.

Hot Rod, meanwhile, is a PA for a Quint. No, it’s not glamorous, and mostly consists of following his master around day in and day out, never getting a break and obeying their every whim.

This may not, on the surface, look like much of a day-to-day battle the way Galvatron’s situation does, but make no mistake: Hot Rod is in just as much danger, and has far less safety nets. The coliseum would lose money if Galvatron were to die – Hot Rod’s master would just shrug and get a replacement if they tired of Hot Rod and killed him for fun.

3. Hot Rod’s Quintesson master, however, likes their entertainment, and they like it bloody. They’re a regular at the coliseum, and one day they place another bet (this is a frequent action from them) – and lose.

To make up the gap in the credits they owe and do not have, they rescind Hot Rod to be coliseum property. Another slave around the place, one with admin and assistant experience and not some dumb war-build, is more than enough for the owners to write off the debt, and for Hot Rod’s old master to walk away easily, without a single thought for Hot Rod.

4. Hot Rod’s not really having a great time. He’s now surrounded by a lot of mecha who hate the very idea of him, walking around and watching their pain while not having to fight himself (though the owners deciding to toss him in the ring just for the entertainment of him getting torn apart is always a looming shadow). It’s not fun, because they’re all victims here, but anger and fear have to go somewhere, and Hot Rod is unlucky enough to be the recipient.

Mind you, he’s not a passive recipient. Galvatron’s first ever impression of Hot Rod is him snapping back at some other gladiator, small but so very feisty. It’s so energetic, so very much alive and vicious and fighting for survival with everything he has, that Galvatron is pretty much struck with admiration for this little racer. He takes Hot Rod under his protection, and under his snarl and glare, no other gladiator dares to touch Hot Rod.

5. Their relationship grows from a protection deal to companionship and then to… more. Galvatron had forgotten the nuance and need for gentle touch, and he’ll probably never accept it from just anyone, but – he is more than just a weapon, an animal in the ring, and Hot Rod makes him feel that way, remember that way, and he’ll never let that go.

Hot Rod won’t deny he was scared at the beginning, but – Galvatron’s intensity, under the surface, is born from deep anger, and that anger can only be born from an intrinsic knowledge that people are not things. It’s not a soft love, though sometimes it edges that way in dark nights full of whispers, but it’s real, it’s grounding, and it’s the anchor in the storm outside the window of their lives.

Galvatron’s the newly-crowned queen of a kingdom on the brink. She needs to pull together her divided people, reinstate an alliance her idiot grandfather smashed into pieces, and secure the future royal line. 

Nobody panic! She’s got a plan.

In which Galvatron is a war veteran stomping his way through life in a society that scorns mecha like him, Rodimus is a techno-organic experiment living in the Rust Sea, and this fic is not quite a proper MerMay fic, but it’s certainly got the vibes.

Please heed the warning tags. This fic is most definitely Angst With A Happy Ending, but it does deal with dark themes. Saying that, it’s more fluffy than the tags imply, and it’s definitely not grim-dark.

In which Galvatron is a war veteran stomping his way through life in a society that scorns mecha like him, Rodimus is a techno-organic experiment living in the Rust Sea, and this fic is not quite a proper MerMay fic, but it’s certainly got the vibes.

Please heed the warning tags. This fic is most definitely Angst With A Happy Ending, but it does deal with dark themes. Saying that, it’s more fluffy than the tags imply, and it’s definitely not grim-dark.