7 Bookmarked Items in Pining Megatron (Transformers)
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Orion loves visiting Kaon to see the gladiators fight; but not so much for the fighting...
More so for the after-parties.There are few gladiators in Kaon that he hasn't swooned one way or another; somewhere down the line of his mundane life as Archivist this became his main form of entertainment. Wrapping the gladiators around his digit, seeing who he could bend to his will and who he could score a night with.
He had began tiring off it though. All the gladiators he had once fancied had eventually only bored him in berth, non really satisfying him anymore.
Until one day. A Champion returning to the pits after cycles long hiatus; and he catches Orion's optics instantly.Tall, large and handsome. Silvered frame, well polished; a sharp faceplate.
He is unforgettable; and Orion makes it his sole mission to spend an evening with the Champion...
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Megatron, Lord of the Decepticons and now all of Cybertron, doesn't quite know what to do with himself. Luckily, Soundwave is there.
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- Part 2 of Sea of Tranquility
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Genuinely one of my favorite fics
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dysphoric by OccasionalStorytelling
Fandoms: Transformers: Prime, Transformers - All Media Types
01 Aug 2024
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The war is over. Rebuilding efforts are in full swing. Megatron wants to court Optimus, and against all odds, Optimus is allowing it.
Optimus isn't quite all there, however.-
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Decepticons are in the system. Eager to glimpse at the father he’s never met, Mission sneaks out to see them.
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- Part 5 of Mission And Companion Pieces
- Part 5 of Mission AU What Ifs
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1. “Is he my sire?” He cried, looking up at his creator imploring.
Starscream started dragging him away again, “We’ll discuss this later-“
Mission dug his heels in[...]
“He’ll kill me.”
Mission swallowed thickly, his spark twisting painfully.
“...Will he kill me?” He asked quietly.
Starscream’s grip on his arm flexed, “...He doesn’t know about you.”
Mission didn’t know what to say to that. “So he isn’t-“
“He is.” Starscream interrupted, casting worried looks towards the door. “He...sired you, yes. But I’m your creator. I’m your parent.”
“I know that,” Mission said softly.
“This isn’t the time, or place, to talk about this,” Starscream implored. “We have to leave, now. I’ve waited too long as it is-“
The longing only grew in Mission’s spark, “But I just want to see him-“
Starscream whirled on him, furious suddenly, “What is it about ‘he’ll kill us’ that you don't understand?”
“You said he’d only kill you,” Mission scowled. “Why? Why will he? What did you do?”
“How dare you,” his creator glared. “What did I do? I protected you. I’m still protecting you. Everything I have ever done, has been to protect you. And I will keep protecting you until you’re old enough to fend for yourself and make your own stupid decisions and only then will you be free to run off and join your sire on his crusade to rule the universe and die as his canon fodder. Because that’s what you’ll be. That’s all anyone is in war. Do you understand?”
Mission felt tears prickling at his optics as he glared, “I hate you.”
“You’d hate him more,” Starscream warned, releasing his arm. “We’re leaving.”
And with that, he turned towards the window again, confident that Mission would follow.
Mission glanced back at the door, wishing he wasn’t too much of coward to just push through it, before following his creator out of the building.
2. "Designation; Soundwave." The visored mech introduced himself. "Decepticon Communications. Your creator has been taken into custody. You will be joining him shortly."
Mission swallowed thickly and lifted his helm high. He had been locked up before; ship brigs and holding cells and many dark small rooms. He could handle it.
"You will not be detained," Soundwave stated, as if reading his mind.
Mission hardly dared to let himself hope, "…You're going to let us go?"
Soundwave didn't answer. He stood up and nodded to the seeker holding him captive. "Lord Megatron; informed and awaiting his arrival."
Mission didn't even have time to panic. One minute he was surrounded by thugs and warriors, the next, his world disappeared behind a veil of purple light. Then he was on a ship, with grey walls and dark floors and ceilings tall enough for even the biggest shuttles.
The seeker turned them around, hands on his shoulders, to face the mech who had been waiting for them, standing in front of a thick durasteel door secured by a multitude of computerised locks. The brig, probably.
But that was only Mission’s secondary concern. He looked up, and up, and up, into Megatron's crimson gaze. There was a blackened patch of armour streaked across his left cheek, where Starscream had shot him. Mission couldn't stop staring at it.
The seeker behind him gave him a little nudge. Mission took a nervous step.
Megatron's optics were dark, but soft and curious, searching his features, lingering on his wings and his optics and his nose, like he could find answers within them. Answers Mission wanted to. He didn’t look like a mech ready to hurt him, or size him up for cannon fodder. He wasn’t as intimidating as he’d seemed before.
Mission thought about his creator's words in the basement - "...He doesn't know about you."- and he wondered why, and remembered he wasn't the only person Starscream had kept secrets from.
"…Hi," he said, barely more than a whisper, immediately feeling stupid. His creator would have snarked something clever and insulting.
"Hello," Megatron rumbled back in the same stilted tone as him, mouth twitching with a barely suppressed smile, proud and pleased by something. "Come," he gestured with a huge servo, beckoning Mission closer. "Let's go and see your creator. I have questions that need answering."
3. Ah, Mission realised -looking back over his shoulder at the dark seeker, who gave him a thumbs up of encouragement- he was to be used as an incentive.
Mission nodded along, crossing the distance between them to join Megatron at the durasteel door, where his creator was being held. He would play along for now, but he hoped this sire of his didn't get any foolish ideas about Mission betraying his creator for a strangers sake- sire or not.
Let Megatron think he was nothing more than a lost, helpless little sparkling. As soon as the old fool’s guard was down, he was shooting him in the back and breaking them out of here.
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Mission And Companion Pieces by Spoon888
Fandom: Transformers - All Media Types, Transformers Generation One
10 Jun 2025
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A series of companion pieces related to Mission
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- 176,953
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- 28
- Bookmarks:
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Sea of Tranquility by bmouse
Fandom: Transformers - All Media Types, Transformers: Prime
12 May 2023
- Words:
- 46,288
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- 8
- Bookmarks:
- 102
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The most self indulgent series I'll ever write; AUs of my 'Mission' series AU!
- Words:
- 59,073
- Works:
- 7
- Bookmarks:
- 59
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