#sparkmate

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[Pt: Sparkmate end pt]

A flag for those who use "sparkmate" in place of/as an alternative to partner, boyfriend, girlfriend, etc. this may or may not be exclusively. (Inspired by Transformers)

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TFP Soundwave X Reader Soulmate AU

Soundwave had thought for a long time that he would be forever alone. He’d watch as everyone else got small little marks on their plating that would fade in a matter of hours, while he had none. 

He believed that some just never got soulmates- him included. So when after millions of years a small doodle appeared on his plating, he was shocked. He quickly made his way to his berthroom so no one else could see. 

Once there he inspected the mark. It was a very-well drawn image of the Autobot’s insignia. He quickly felt irritation pull at his spark. Was his soulmate an Autobot? He hesitated for a moment before drawing a Decepticon symbol on his arm.

You were sitting in the Autobot’s base when you felt an odd sensation on your skin. You looked down to see a Decepticon symbol on your arm. It looked like someone had scratched your arm to make the symbol.

 You yelped in fear and held your arm out like it was burned. Ratchet’s eyes quickly fell to you, being the only other in the base.

“What’s wrong?” 

“The-there’s a thing on my arm.” He walked over and gently turned your arm over.

“You shouldn’t be drawing this on your arm.” He scowled.

“I-I didn’t! It just- just appeared there!” 

Ratchet’s eyes immediately furrowed. While humans didn’t have the concept of sparkmates, Cybertronians certainly did. The fact a human could be affected stumped him. 

“Did you draw anything on yourself?” He asked. You pointed dumbly to the Autobot symbol you had drawn on yourself a few minutes ago. His frown only deepened, realizing that your sparkmate must have been a Decepticon.

“What? What’s wrong?” You pleaded in fear. The other Autobots returned to the main hangar as you loudly interrogated Ratchet.

“I fear that you have a Sparkmate- which I didn’t know was possible for a human.” 

“A what?” You demanded.

“A sparkmate?” Optimus questioned. “How is that possible?” 

“I’ve never heard about this before.” Arcee commented. 

“It must be a Decepticon, look at the markings!”

All of the bots began talking about it as you grew more panicked. You yelled out unintentionally. “SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT’S GOING ON!” 

All eyes fell on you with guilty looks. Optimus gently placed a few digits on your shoulder. “It appears you have a… sparkmate. It is what you humans would refer to as a ‘soulmate’. A sparkmate, however, is someone you are actually bound to- not just someone you feel an emotional pull to. Anything you draw on your skin will show up on your sparkmate. Before you, there has never been a recorded case of an organic and a Cybertronian being bonded before”

You sat dumbfounded. You looked at your skin where the Decepticon symbol was fading. “So, this is like. I don’t know. This is a Decepticon? That I’m bound to?” 

Optimus nodded solemnly. “I think it may be best for you to refrain from drawing on yourself. We have no clue who you’re bonded to- and it may put you in danger. Many Decepticons have killed their sparkmates to prove their loyalty to Megatron.”

The fear on your face was obvious. When you went home, you could feel nothing but fear. What if they caught you? What if they killed you?

You were about to go to sleep when the odd sensation returned. On the inside of your hand, large letters appeared. They were foreign to you, being Cybertronian. 

You tried to resist the urge to write something back, but you ended up putting a question mark on your wrist.

Soundwave had realized you were a human when the question mark arrived. He had always wondered why he didn’t have a sparkmate- and now he knew. He had no idea how to feel about it, either. So he went to the one person he could always confide in- Megatron.

“They’re human?” Megatron thought. Soundwave thought Megatron would laugh, but he instead seemed thoughtful. “I didn’t know something like that was possible. If you wish to collect them, I will not stop you.” Megatron patted his oldest friend on the shoulder who only tilted their head.

Megatron noticed their confusion. “This will not leave this room, understand?” Soundwave nodded his head. “I had a sparkmate. It was before the war when I met him in the mines.” Megatron’s face pulled into one of sadness- something he’d only seen once on his leader’s face. “We had spent a few million years together when they became one with the Allspark. Energon deficiency. The senators refused to give us the energon we needed to survive- only enough to keep us running. We tried to save him, but there was nothing anyone could do.” Megatron grabbed his shoulder once again and looked at him in his faceplate. “Your sparkmate is destined to be with you. Don’t let them slip through your digits- human or not. You’ll regret it for the rest of your life.”

Soundwave was shocked by the advice given to him by the warlord. He trusted his advice nonetheless, and began searching for you. He drew on his arm plating, a simple question.

You were at base again when you felt it. You looked down to your wrist to see a name written in English- Soundwave. Your face went pale when you realized just who your sparkmate was. You read all about him and the atrocities he’d committed. You felt your head grow light as you began to sway. 

Bulkhead called out to you when he noticed you walking weirdly. You looked up at him with glossed over eyes and he just barely managed to catch you with a servo before you collapsed.

“Ratchet!” He yelled. Ratchet and the others immediately ran over. As Ratchet looked you over, he noticed the writing on your wrist. His face contorted in fear. 

“What is it, old friend?” Optimus’ deep voice sounded from beside the medic.

Ratchet almost couldn’t get his words out. “Their sparkmate is… Soundwave.”

Concerned looks flashed on everyone’s faces. They knew just how brutal he could be- he was a gladiator before the war after all. “We must have surveillance on them at all times. If Soundwave is contacting them through their bond, it cannot be good.”

When you woke up, they explained everything. You couldn’t help the fear you felt at the idea of someone so terrifying trying to contact you. However, the messages left were oddly… sweet. He would often ask how your day was, or what your favorite color was. When you were at home you would write on yourself- and this went on for months.

You actually began to enjoy talking with the silent mech- just as much as Soundwave. He was actually really funny, but also awkward. He often talked about his son, Laserbeak (and whatever Laserbeak got into that day). 

One day Soundwave asked you the question you’d been expecting for a while. “When can we meet?” 

You bit your lip as you thought of it. You weren’t even sure if you should meet him. Despite everything in your brain telling you not to- that he was just leading you on or he was going to hurt you- you wrote back. “Tonight.”

You went out back to avoid being seen by Bulkhead. You looked back at his vehicle mode from the small hill you climbed up in guilt. You looked back over the hill, and made your decision. 

You walked for a few miles. Your legs felt as if they were on fire. You plopped down onto the ground when you heard it- a quiet whooshing sound. You turned around to see an odd looking jet coming your way.

A Decepticon transformed midway and flipped to the ground, landing on his two pedes. You looked at him, and made eye-visor contact. He was beautiful- from his frame to his purple glowing biolights. He, too, thought you were beautiful.

You both took a step towards each other. Before you could say anything, he scooped you up. You both only looked at each other as he held you close to his visor- and it just clicked. It felt right to be in his hand. 

Before you could stop yourself, you spoke. “I love you, Soundwave.”

thank you and have a great day/night!

Hello, I hope you have a good day/night too!

For me, whenever I think of sparkmates, I equivalate it to human marriage.

A sparkmate is your Cybertronian husband/wife. And sparkbonding is getting married.

However for Cybertronians it's a lot deeper than just a marriage. When I think of sparkbonding, I see it as two bots sharing their sparks, actually sharing their life forces.

The way I picture it is they basically split their sparks in half, and give their partner half. So they have half of their own spark combined to the half of their partners spark to make a brand new bonded spark.

And being bonded, since they have half their spark a bot can feel the emotions of their sparkmate and can feel everything they go through. Happiness, love, pain, feelings that go over their frame.

Like if you touch bot A their sparkmate bot B, can also feel the touches.

I also think the action of going through sparkbonding is very intricate and very delicate. Since you're sharing your life source you have to be absolutely certain of your choice and you have to be very careful about doing it.

The bots need to be in a safe space and they need to do it all at once, you can not interrupt the act of sparkbonding because it could be dangerous. However if it is done right, it is an absolutely beautiful thing that feels incredible! Like an extreme high of love and joy washing over them.

I could go on for longer on how I think it happens and how they actually do the deed of sparkbonding. But you asked for a definition, so I will leave it here for now.

Chapters: 5/? Fandom: The Transformers (IDW Generation One), Transformers - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Megatron/Rodimus | Rodimus Prime Characters: Rodimus | Rodimus Prime, Megatron (Transformers), Ratchet (Transformers), Ultra Magnus, Drift | Deadlock, First Aid (Transformers), Perceptor (Transformers), Brainstorm (Transformers) Additional Tags: Transformers Spark Bonds, Sparkmate AU, ficlet turned fic, Mutual Pining, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Rating May Change Summary:

Rodimus thought he was ignited without a sparkmate but one random check up leaves him with more questions than answers. He might not find what he's looking for when he goes asking Megatron what gives.

I finally got it done 😫 so sorry of the wait. I decided to write TFP Megatron. Enjoy Sweetspark!  @marionette-warrior

~Written in the Spark~Megatron wasn’t sure where the strange words came from, but there it was plastered on his inner arm. “Peace” How peculiar and interesting, Megatron would often find himself pondering what that truly meant. After being at war for so long peace seemed far fetched; like a distant dream.Far below the Nemesis in Jasper, Nevada was a regular person, working an average job. A quiet life. Then one day a tattoo appeared on their arm that said “To destroy and to erase”. (Y/n) understood, there are times you have to destroy the old and create a new. But to just mindlessly destroy stuff was just stupid. (Y/n) saw beauty in all.

You had decided to take a walk after your shift outside of Jasper to get some fresh air, and maybe get some cool pictures to add to your collection. You didn’t even realize how far you’d wandered until you were absolutely lost. All around you was just rock and dirt, “Damn it,” You took out your phone and tried to connect someone but there was no connection. “Really?! Is this what I get for telling at that lady because she didn’t understand her coupon was two years old?!” You ran a hand through your hair and groaned. “No biggie I’ll just….retrace my steps.” You turned around and there was…nothing just more dirt. You sighed but decided to walk in that direction regardless. It had been about thirty minutes according to your phone. It was getting dark and your feet were sore. You saw a rock and decided to take some time to relax and plan out your next move. “Well this could not get any worse.”

You heard a weird noise and blue light shown from behind you. You wiped your head around and gasped. There I’m front of you were giant robots…that came through a portal. On tilted its head and stomped towards you. “S-stay away from me!” You tried to kick its hands away from you but it grabbed you and held you close to its one v-shaped eye.

“Guess you get to be a gift for the Boss.” The bot tightened his grip on your body. “Requesting a ground bridge…think we found something for Lord Megatron.” You squirmed and hit his servo, but it did little but anger him. Another portal opened up and you were taken through.You heard voices and the clunking of metal. You groaned as you sat up and slowly opened your eyes. You clutched your head as a sharp pain shot through you.

“Oh look it’s up. And sorry about that some clumsy bot dropped you.” A red robot said as he leaned over to look at you. The grey bot behind him scowled and scoffed.

“Yes…well Knockout we should notify Lord Megatron immediately.” The grey on motioned with his claws and left quickly.You finally had a chance to look around and take in our surroundings, everything was huge and it would appear that you were on a desk or table. Your eyes shot towards the door as it hissed open and a tall, red eyed boy stepped in. The temperature around you seemed to drop as his eyes bored into yours. His pedes thumped against the metal floor as he lurked towards you. But as he approached the tattoo on your arm began to glow a golden yellow. You got a warm feeling that started in your chest and spread throughout your body. And it looked like the same thing was happening to the threatening bot in front of you.

“What is happening?” He mumbled as he set his servo beside your body. You looked over and checked your arm then darted back to his. On his arm was a glowing tattoo just like yours, you stood up and walked over and placed your hand on the tattoo. You stared into his optics; both of your eyes were wide and glowed with that gold light as the warm feeling became a fierce fire in your heart.

“A-are you my soulmate?” Your eyes stopped glowing and your tattoo slowly disappeared. He scoffed,

“I don’t believe in such…..but on my planet they’re called sparkmates.” You nodded and looked down at your scuffed up shoes.“You’re Megatron I take it.” Megatron nodded and gently grabbed you and he began to leave the room. “Where are you taking me?” Megatron looked into your (e/c) eyes with his red optics.

“I’m taking you to your ce-” Megatron paused, “my chambers, that’s where you shall stay there until I decide what to do with you.”

“Hmm….alright but, I’ll need to regularly go back home just to check in with my Dad. I’m (Y/n) by the way.”

Just because I thought of it and had to share.

Spark bonding:

When two bots decide to become sparkmates and spark bond they actually split their sparks in half and share their sparks. So bot A will have half of their own and half of Bot B’s spark. When bots are sparkbonded they can feel everything the other bot feels. They can feel their emotions, and they can feel their pain.

When their sparkmate dies, their half of the spark fades away which leaves the still alive bot with only half a spark, and a constant hole where their once beloved sparkmate once was. The alive bot will feel the way their partner dies, and will go through the same pain but they live through it. They will also feel the way their partners spark slowly goes out and goes cold. 

Their sparks do not regenerate, so they will forever only have half of a spark and an empty space.