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dratchrod maid au that turns into an accidental polycule
Benefits: hot rod in a maid outfit
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I'm not even tired...
A restaurant AU where Rodimus is a general manager and he's good at his job, but the restaurant has a huge staff turnover because while employees listen to Rodimus they're too busy staring at how pretty he is whenever he walks by to do their jobs properly.
On the plus side, Roddy's prettiness gets them lots of new and regular customers. Maybe local gang members coughDeadlockcough come to hang out here to oggle Rodimus. Enforcers frequent the venue in hopes of catching illegal activity in action. Some ballsy patron gets to cop a feel of that aft and gets his tailpipe kicked behind the building.
For the prompts: Deadlock/Rodimus/47 Pllleeease? ;)
47. “No one needs to know.”
Deadlock purred louder when the golden fingers brushed against his finial, his red optics slipping closed. He tightened his embrace around the other mech, enjoying the warmth and the lazy pulse of Rodimus’ field against his own. A yawn stretched his mouth, revealing his sharp fangs and Rodimus couldn’t take his gaze off of them.
Both mechs knew this was risky. They both knew they shouldn’t be seeing each other. Shouldn’t be doing this. Shouldn’t…
“You’re thinking again”, Rodimus said, his voice breaking the dark mech’s train of thoughts.
“Am I not allowed?” Deadlock murmured, nuzzling the warm neck.
To that, the orange mech said nothing but instead, he pressed a lingering kiss on Deadlock’s dark gray crown.
“No one needs to know, if that’s what’s you’re thinking”, he finally said, his hand never ceasing on petting the finial, “This’ll be our little secret.”
Deadlock couldn’t wrap his mind around it how every time they met, Rodimus made him feel better. The young mech made him forget his problems, gave him a reason to smile.
He snuggled closer and the gentle touch on his finial and the sounds of Rodimus’ idling engine lulled him into a light slumber.
people really seem to like the idea of ravage and deadlock being friends so i propose this idea, ravage observing deadlock swooning and flirting with ratchet(or hot rod, whoever you prefer) and ravage giving him a very disapproving, disappointed look only a father would give and poor deadlock's mood instantly souring and saying, "come on, don't look at me like that!"
ravage shaming deadlock and actually succeeding would be very funny.
Shzkhz Sobbing NOOOO
Ravage come onnnn
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Hi, I'm so sorry for self plugging, feel free to ignore, but the ask mentioning Hot Rod going into heat while captive to Deadlock? I literally uploaded the first chapter today of a fic that has that concept at its core, been working on it for ages now and decided to finally start posting. Then I saw the ask on the same day. What are the odds?? It's not going to be a super angsty story, it's more a Porn With Plot in an au setting situation, but it's absolutely a heat/rut fic with Rodimus as a captive. Chapter one does not get into the sexy bits, it's setup for the plot/setting, but it's gonna get spicy pretty quick. If there is any interest, it can be found here:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/65652283/chapters/169050610
Again I'm sorry to submit my own work forward, I wouldn't normally, I was just so shocked by the timing!
Omg interesting!! I'll go check it out in a big
Do you want to hear about the (no war?) rodlock idea i had a while back where Deadlock was still Deadlock but Rodimus was a former prime with too much money he didn't know what to do with
For some reason i get the will to write just as I'm about to sleep so here's some snippets from the new wips i started ig
Another steam filled vent escaped him, the light blindfold almost heavy on his faceplates. Though, considering how his audials and optical sensors were previously disabled, it was merely symbolic of Starscream's control over him.
He sucked in a breath as her talons traced a line on his wings, the sensation still so new to him. Megatron could feel another pearl of lubricant trailing down his thigh.
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The dulled scalpel trailed up Tarn's neck, all the way up to his mask, as Pharma stared down at the kneeling mech. Clicks, pops, and groans emerged from his manually deactivated vocalizer, the two of them unwilling to take the risk. In Pharma's opinion, the mech's voice is just as pretty like this
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Tarn looked up at the blue and purple mech, a self proclaimed autobot, their red optics meeting
It did not take Tarn long to learn their universes had very, very different definitions of autobot and Decepticon.
In fact, if you had asked Tarn he would say this version of Optimus better resembled the most stereotypical of Decepticon depictions in those salacious novels about interfaction relationships. Not that he ever read them, of course. Definitely.
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Megatronus moaned roughly against his lover, his helm tucked tightly under the larger mech's own. Shockwave merely huffed, not wasting any time on affection in favor of pushing the mech against the wall more in order to gain a better angle.
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"are you sure? Sure-sure?"
"I'm fully sure, dude! I appresh— apreshhh, fuck it. I like your concern, shows me you're a good guy."
"just saying, typically I'd be pissed if someone pulls this scrap on me..."
"then take this as a way to flip the desk!"
"do you mean turn the tables"
"sorry, inside joke from the office. Can you please frag me now? Pretty please???"
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They will never admit they missed this dynamic, how Megatron enjoys how Optimus has grown more bold since the last time they interfaced, before the war.
Though, this wasn't the air of two young lovers fooling around under the stars.
This was a display of dominance.
