#scrapperons

(don't ask me how long this has been languishing at being 95% done because I couldn't decide on a song so I've just given up because I want this posted!!!!!)

I also kept wanting to adjust things for Onslaught, but I've restrained myself and it's good enough.

ANYWAYS, happy anniversary to me shipping ScrapperOns! 🎉🥰

It's more likely than you think.

Based on a conversation / rp with @wwheeljack where Scrapper made this face 🥺🥺🥺 repeatedly

From this

The sight of Onslaught suddenly collapsing had Scrapper’s spark skip a beat. They’d been outside, sparring with each other. Everything had been fine as far as Scrapper could tell. So when Onslaught's left leg gave out and drove them to their knee with no warning, Scrapper was worried it was something he’d done. 

“Ons!” Scrapper rushes to Onslaught’s side. “What happened?”

“Flare up,” Onslaught says through clenched teeth as the pain radiates down the length of their left leg and up to their lower back. 

Scrapper winces. He knew the Combaticons all had fairly moderate-to-severe chronic pain these days. While their sparks had been locked away, their frames had been left unmaintained for all those years. Injuries were harder for them to recover from in a short amount of time. Some of them would never truly heal. 

Adjusting to get a hold on Onslaught, Scrapper helps them to their feet. Onslaught lets out a hiss of pain during the process. Luckily, the base is only a short distance away and doesn’t take too long to get to even with the slower pace.

They pause once inside as Scrapper looks to Onslaught. “Skip the showers?” It wasn’t as though they were tracking in mud and grime with each step.

But Onslaught shakes their helm, “The heat will help.” 

“Alright, hold on a bit longer.”

The trek to the washracks takes longer. Onslaught needs a moment to gather themself, servos clenched tightly as they wait out a new wave of pain. Scrapper contemplates simply carrying Onslaught the rest of the way, but the Combaticon stubbornly wants to continue as they are. If their leg gives out again, though, that’s exactly what Scrapper will do, protests be damned.

It doesn’t come to that, thankfully. They make it to the showers without any further incident. Scrapper helps Onslaught get situated on a stool, and then sets to the task of helping them clean up. His servos gently brush over Onslaught’s frame, picking out any debris that the water doesn’t wash away on its own. Once done, he adjusts the flow of water to Onslaught’s leg.

With the hot water focused there, Onslaught lets out a sigh. There’s relief at the heat working to soothe the sharp pain. “Thank you for assisting me,” Onslaught says, looking over their shoulder to where Scrapper stands behind them. 

Onslaught tells him that Scrapper isn't there, and with any hope, Grapple would not see or speak to him again. And then he'd make it perfectly clear that while others in Grapple's life appeared to have reservations about beating some common sense into him, Onslaught had no such qualms. If he ever approaches Scrapper first again, ever dares put his servos on Scrapper again, he will soon come to regret those actions. Though not for long, because Onslaught will make certain that Grapple doesn't feel much of anything after he's done with him.

due to spending most of his life actively uninterested in seeking a relationship, it takes time for Onslaught to fully adjust to go from being Scrapper's friend to being Scrapper's partner, particularly with how he acts and simply remembering that he can be affectionate when he's in the mood to be

it's kinda like he has to reset his processor a bit; they've been so used to rigidly thinking in a certain way, that even though Onslaught wants to express their love for Scrapper, doing so outside of the times when Scrapper is already actively with them... it takes time for Onslaught to get to the point of initiating things at a frequency they find acceptable

Let's see, will give a few options from the dynamics we've talked about, don't have to do any or even all or even some of them:

Blast Off & Brawl for ⚪ Something Light/Uplifting? SwinHook for 🟢 Something Longing/Pining

Scrapslaught for 🔵 Something Sad/Angsty

and hmmmmmm, maybe Vortex and Swindle for 🟣 Something Soothing/Domestic

?? just tried to be self indulgent (the non platonic ones lol) and then I want to see the dynamics of the other two since we don't see those sets interact much?

From this

you fool... I love these all and want to write all of them haha

⚪ Something Light/Uplifting | Blast Off & Brawl

Brawl finds Blast Off clearing out the makeshift shooting range and decides to lend a hand. The Stunticons are usually good about helping when asked, even if they complain. So the fact that none of them are in sight suggests that Blast Off needed a break from their high energy and sent them on their way.

"How were they?" Brawl asks.

"Wildrider is making marked improvements. He's much better at retaining things we've gone over previously. Drag Strip still insists on trying to make a competition out of training, but it does seem to motivate him." Blast Off doesn't need to be able to see Brawl's face to know that his words have drawn a smirk from him. "What?"

Brawl shrugs. "Didn't hear any complaints in there. Almost sounds like you like 'em or somethin'."

With a scoff, Blast Off turns his back to Brawl and focuses on his task of breaking down the targets they'd been using. He says nothing to defend himself from Brawl's claims, though.

🟢 Something Longing/Pining | Swindle / Hook

He misses Hook already. It'd only been a day since Hook asked that Swindle not visit in person, concerned for his safety. Gold Plastic Syndrome was no joke. Swindle wanted to protest. They've been careful and hadn't touched once since Hook confirmed its presence in his system...

But he also knows that stress can aggravate it. The last thing he wants to do is make Hook's condition worse by pushing the issue. He knows Hook doesn't want this either, that he's just scared. Hook would likely try to keep his own brothers away, were they not the ones actively treating him. So many of his loved ones are being put in harm's way, he'd like to keep some of them safe.

Swindle knows that.

Doesn't mean he likes the situation. Or feeling so... useless.

🔵 Something Sad/Angsty | Scrapper / Onslaught

Scrapper could not resist the urge to roll his optics - hidden as they were behind his visor - as Starscream was given the floor to speak during the meeting. "Here we go," he mutters to himself. Though apparently not just to himself, as he catches an amused huff from the bot sitting next to him.

Onslaught.

It almost makes Scrapper jump in his seat, but he manages to resist outwardly reacting to it. This was exactly the sort of thing the two of them would share a knowing glance about, and then follow up after the meeting was done to go over how ridiculous the whole thing was.

But he knew those days were over. The last time he tried to be friendly like that with Onslaught, it had ended bitterly. Whatever friendship they'd had before was gone, Scrapper knew that much.

So instead of trying to reach out, he simply keeps the memory of that old Onslaught. Quietly enjoys the rare times, like this, when that version of him makes itself known.

It's better than risking making things worse.

🟣 Something Soothing/Domestic | Vortex & Swindle

"Here. Look at this and tell me what you think," Swindle says, dangling the datapad he'd been using in front of Vortex's face.

Vortex snatches the device, but doesn't move from where he's lounging on the couch. He stares at the screen for a few moments before finally asking, "What am I looking at?"

"The latest and greatest of civilian class starships available on the market."

"People sell this scrap?" Vortex's voice is laced with distaste. "People buy it?"

Swindle gestures to Vortex. "That's what I said! They don't even try to make up for the terrible fuel efficiency or outdated navigation systems by having the ships look nice! They look like-"

"Like Bruticus tossed them around, then stomped on 'em, then used his flamethrower for good measure?"