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Ed’s Borderlands Fics Masterpost

well finally

here is the masterpost of all of my Borderlands fics posted. most of them are Rhysothy focused to various AUs. I’m gonna update it as I post more but here it is, along with some of my commentary

right from the start big big BIG shoutout to @spoks-illogical-art, my partner in crime, my biggest inspo, without them honestly most of these fics wouldn’t exist, please check out their amazing art <3

(latest edit - 21/02/2021)

#borderlands #fic masterpost #fanfiction #fanfic #rhysothy #rhys strongfork #timothy lawrence #just tagging characters that I write the most #fiona the con artist #zer0 the assassin #lorelei the coffee commander #athena the gladiator #Ędi's writing

a full tank away from freedom

fandom: Transformers (Animated) relationship: KOBD word count: 7010 rating: T warnings: mentions of physical and emotional abuse summary: Breakdown's visit to the main Velocitronian hospital is truly something Knock Out longs for. While also making him the most restless.

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written for my dear friend from twitter who is not only the CEO of KOBD but also of Velocitron <3

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He was expecting him. In none of the creepy ways, actually.

It was more like expecting the moon to show up when the breem got late. Or how the flowers bloomed as the energon fertilizer washed onto the digital ground. Or maybe even as the air got so much fresher as the rain washed down another heatwave, as energizing and calming as it came. Though in Knock Out’s mind the sight of him was like all of those things combined and more. Just the mere idea filled him with not only expectation but also anticipation.

The life Knock Out had led was actually way beyond the standard. Velocitronian hospitals acted almost like a pit stop on a thousandth highway. In many ways, it was exactly that, the roadblock to stop you from moving. Any Velocitronian asked would probably say how much they hated that forceful stop. Yet Knock Out himself made a life out of it, a career, even a passion.

Didn’t hurt to admit that he was damn good at it too.

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#transformers #KOBD #maccadam #knock out #tf breakdown #moonracer #motormaster #stunticons #transformers animated #tfa #fanfiction #fanfic #ed's fics

All The Things To Become

fandom: Borderlands relationship: platonic relationships of Timothy Lawrence & Tommy Lawrence (OC) and Sir Hammerlock & Tommy Lawrence, Rhysothy, Jakobslock word count: 16,790 rating: T warnings: canon-typical violence summary: To prove to both his papa Timothy Lawrence and the family acquaintance Sir Hammerlock-Jakobs that he's more than just a troublemaker, Tommy Lawrence takes on an adventure.

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HAPPY (late) BDAY TO MY DEAR FRIEND @ryzselo!!!!!!! Tommy and Johnny are their OCs <3

hello again, borderlands tag!

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“Pretty sure this is a bad idea.”

“What do you mean? This is a great idea!”

“Well… If you say so… But if anything happens, this is on you, not me.”

“Are you kidding? Nothing will happen, so nothing will be on me! You chicken.”

“I-I’m not! Okay, whatever, just go now or I’ll tell dad and papa.”

The only response Tommy could give him was a very gratuitous eye roll. Followed by fixing up the little goggles right on his equally small nose. As well as his hands shifting to tightly hold onto the reins of the makeshift sleigh. Nothing less of the Lawrence ingenuity of the scraps laying around the place.

With just one push, the concoction had slid all the way from the intricate balustrade. To the happiness of Tommy. And to the terrified screams of Johnny.

All of the nooks and crannies, as well as the curves of the impressive staircase at the Jakobs-Hammerlock mansion immediately made Tommy’s brain work at the highest velocity. It wasn’t too hard to construct the ride, especially with the grownups just talking . Wasn’t that boring! Hence Tommy brewed the perfect plan for them both. Right then, he was ready to reap what he had sown.

Speeding through the surface, Tommy couldn’t help but to brighten up with the biggest smile there was. Wind from the momentum ruffling his ginger curls and right from his belly (now being squished by Johnny holding at him from the back), he let out a triumphant laugh. No matter if Johnny was terrified, he himself felt like a victor. The control at his fingertips, clutching onto the ride of his to take him anywhere he had wanted.

Then he saw the end of the balustrade. And at that split second Tommy knew, it wasn’t going to end well.

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#borderlands #rhysothy #jakobslock #original character #tommy lawrence #johnny lawrence #timothy lawrence #sir hammerlock #alistair hammerlock #rhys strongfork #wainwright jakobs #friends' ocs #gift #fanfiction #fanfic #ryzselo #ed's fics

His digittips slowly moved across his revealed faceplate.

Wasn’t that a thing, Rodimus Prime had never dreamt of being able to see. Especially so freely, so naturally, so… Intimately. One of the world’s biggest surprises. Even for someone like Rodimus, with the Matrix Of Leadership by his spark.

Not that it could ever compare, when the mech right in front of him was his whole spark. Everything about Soundwave told Rodimus the story of his, that though closed off for others, became so visible for himself. When most mechs dismissed him and looked away, Rodimus gave him that chance. Within it, he found the most incredible mech, the love of his life.

The soft material of his faceplate, the perked up nose, the little piece right by his chin. Soundwave’s dermas, ones scarred in battle or of moments when Megatron lost his temper. Scars ran right to his cheek, though cutting through his dermas, opening them up irreversibly. Features that Rodimus kissed so diligently, making sure of every detail, every crevice. To remind Soundwave that the pain was over. That what he would get from Rodimus was love.

He knew Soundwave better than anyone else. He knew how much it cost him to show himself, reveal any truths. Soundwave stayed in the shadows, forbidding anyone to come close. Yet never to Rodimus. Or at least, the stubbornness of Rodimus never allowed him to back down and give up on Soundwave.

After all, that was how they found each other. Through trials and errors, the determination which never felt like a chore or wasted time to Rodimus. The trust that they built, sharing every piece of each other, was worth everything it took. Rodimus showed him the burnt marks from when fire got too close. Soundwave listened to his sparkbeat. No matter how fast paced Rodimus’ life had been, the world stood still next to Soundwave. And he never regretted any klik spent getting to know him.

Among all, the moment of Soundwave revealing his faceplate to him, was forever ingrained in his processors. Intimacy and trust incomparable to anything else. Even as he had felt and kissed what seemed like every inch of Soundwave’s chassis, that one moment Rodimus was sure, he never knew anyone’s spark better than his.

Then Soundwave opened his crimson red eyes. And in those eyes, Rodimus Prime saw the most beautiful future there ever was.

#soundrod #maccadam #soundwave #rodimus prime #rodimus #transformers #idk what continuity this is just think of one urself tbh #no matter the continuity Soundwave and Rods are in love <3 #fanfic #fanfiction #drabble #ed's fics

CONGRATULATIONS ON BEING THE 30TH NORMALER FIC IN THE AO3 TAG 🎊🎊🎊

YIPPEEEEE THANK U SO MUCH, IM SO HAPPY I GET TO BE THE 30TH!!!!!! here's to 30 more and beyond 😎✨

#ask #i was so happy when i saw it aaaaa #my dear ship I've been here for 12 years <3

Third Time's The Charm

fandom: The Lorax relationship: Normaler word count: 9490 (1 chapter out of 3) rating: T warnings: discussions of depressions but also omitting of such by characters summary: “Have you noticed all those people just going around to the center? All the time today, I see them going around, laughing and stuff, and there are so many of them. Haven’t heard if there’s like a contest or the marketplace got moved to today,” Norma remarked, trying to piece together all the evidence before her. To no avail. She had to cave in. “Do you know anything about this?”

Felicia didn’t seem too moved by it, “Oh, that? Some quirky guy has been performing with a guitar in the gazebo, trying to sell overpriced junk. I haven’t seen him myself but I’ve heard the chatter. You seriously haven’t heard?”

“No… Not really, I…” All confused, she tried to find the correct words. Again, set up for a failure. “A new guy? Do tell, huh.”

Or how Norma met Once-ler.

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hello Normaler tag, I'm back! dedicated to lovely ppl at @all-things-normaler <3

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As the last customer left the shop, with her best customer service smile, Norma waved them a courtesy goodbye. Only then her face fell flat on her arms right on the counter.

What had gotten into her, Norma wasn’t sure. Seemed like a perfectly usual day in the bright city of Greenville. People went around, some of the locals, two people she had never met. Those who had ordered books before had gone to pick up their orders. Those who weren’t sure what to pick, heard Norma’s vast experience shine through as she explained to them the plot of the ongoing series. A saleswoman through and through, Norma knew exactly how to pique someone’s interest. Truly, it was a day like any other.

But maybe that was exactly the case. Day after day, they seemed to fly by in front of her chestnut colored eyes. It wasn’t as if Norma didn’t like her job, far from it. Yet the mundane-ness of her life seemed just enough to make her dissatisfied. Or at least, would it?

Wincing to herself, Norma picked up her head and brushed curls from her face. Every time thoughts like these had occurred in her head, she remembered the words of her dear older brother Freddie. Norma, if a rollercoaster was going 50 miles per hour and not 60, you’d yawn. That she couldn’t disagree with. Hence doubts started to appear immediately as she even let those thoughts slip.

There was no use in complaining or succumbing to any of this, Norma knew it. After all, being a responsible adult, small shop owner and someone who wanted to balance out her life the best, she knew exactly what she was doing. So she straightened up her frame, fixed her yellow dress and tended back to the business. No need to dwell on her own increasingly worse habits.

Oh, right, another one. Just this thought made Norma roll her eyes away. C’mon, it wasn’t a death sentence to be quote unquote boring sometimes.

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#the lorax #normaler #norma wiggins #onceler #felicia waghdhare #melvin #fanfic #fanfiction #writers of tumblr #ed's fics

the present is ours

fandom: Transformers relationship: SoundRod word count: 3030 rating: G warnings: discussions of survivor's guilt summary: Sometimes Hot Rod can't believe how lucky he is. Or rather, he simply doesn't want to believe.

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dedicated to lovely ppl who participated in my poll <3

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Time and time again, a thought barraged right at Hot Rod’s processors – how could it all be real?

Memories spiraling before his optics, ones that showed him exactly how the past had been. Hot Rod remembered the time before the war. Visions of the distant past were always filled with bright shades and skies which shined in the hues of the brightest blue imaginable. He remembered racing through the streets of Nyon and greeting everyone on his way. It wouldn’t be an overstatement if Hot Rod said he could still recall everyone’s names. Good old Nyon, the city of progress, where in his youth he provided everything the spark desired to the citizens, as the local delivery mech.

Fair share of visions also included close by Iacon City. That was where he had met his dear friends Arcee and Bumblebee, where he watched The Cube tournaments and shared countless laughs. Nyon was the city rising before his optics. Iacon City, however, already achieved its greatness. The sight of the urban streets, the feeling of getting patched up by the medical team after another not too friendly exchange, the sound of the wonderous first speeches by Optimus Prime, the scent of nearby cyber-trees and the taste of Maccadam’s sweetest energon poured for him.

All while beneath his pedes the Cybertron as he knew it, was crumbling down.

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#transformers #maccadam #soundrod #soundwave #hot rod #tf hot rod #cyberverse #tf cyberverse #transformers cyberverse #fanfic #fanfiction #ed's fics

here are my 2 SoundRod sparkling OCs - Spotlight (left, she/her) and Turnstile (right, he/him), they're twins 💖

thank u to @spoks-illogical-art for helping me out with the lineart! my traditional sketches + notes under the cut

#transformers #maccadam #soundrod #sparkling oc #transformers oc #transformers sparklings #original character #ocs #Spotlight #Turnstile #ed's art #rare ed art event #collab #ed's ocs

heaven's incarnate

fandom: Transformers relationship: Windstream word count: 18480 rating: T warnings: lots of fight scenes and unhealthy behavior towards self summary: Wounded and stranded on Earth, Slipstream and Windblade make a deal that will allow them both to survive.

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on the menu today I give u 18k+ of Windstream doomed yuri

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She wasn’t sure what compelled her to do it. Even at that moment, as much as she wanted to believe it, she didn’t know if any of this was right.

Though damn, wasn’t that the last ditch attempt to take her down. In all honesty, Slipstream didn’t want to think through her plan any more. Behind her optics, she could only see the disapproving look of her superiors. Who would it even be, if it was just Starscream or would he have an entourage, she wasn’t sure. Whoever would deal the last blow would end her immediately, without much echo, just another deactivated Seeker. Yet Slipstream’s victory could put her own name on the derma of every Decepticon around.

Maybe that was the reason. Sure, Slipstream wanted to act that it was all for the Cause but honestly, that was just half of the truth. Beneath the surface, there was endless glory of one Captain Slipstream, first of her kind. So many chants, she couldn’t help but smile.

There was also another thing. Windblade, that Autobot was a complete pain in the aft. Terrorizing her troops, stealing her ship and now messing up their findings. All in all, Slipstream simply needed that victory over her.

Hence amidst transformation, she launched herself right onto Windblade’s cockpit. No biggie.

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#transformers #maccadam #transformers cyberverse #tf cyberverse #cyberverse #windstream #slipstream #windblade #starscream #nova storm #thundercracker #fanfiction #fanfic #ed's fics

The Tale Thrice Told

Since forever, Fiona had just one wish - for things to stay the same, just, well, better.

Day by day, scam after scam, it seemed to go as she had wanted. Only this time, with the biggest opportunity yet, she could fulfill this wish completely. For Sasha, for Felix and well, for herself.

Nobody told Fiona this scam would change her life forever, whether she wanted it or not.

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happy leap day! I finally took time and wrote a spinoff to TFTBL AU fic ASFAD all abt Fiona! she deserves her own story 💖

also I now hc that Fiona's bday is on February 29th, so happy bday Fiona <3

TFTBL AU created by @spoks-illogical-art and me! they also created the logo for TTTT thank u so much!!!! 🥰

read the fic here!

#borderlands #fiona the con artist #tftbl #TFTBL AU #tales from the borderlands #sasha the kid sister #felix borderlands #lilith the firehawk #lilith the siren #liliona #athena the gladiator #fanfiction #fanfic #ed's fics

Tidal Waves

fandom: Transformers relationship: SoundRod, mentions of Chromehide word count: 16340 rating: G summary: Planning out a surprise for Hot Rod, Soundwave seeks help from an unlikely ally.

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it's my bday! here's a treat from me to u owo

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A record scratch stopped the song that flew through his speakers.

“You’re staring,” he simply had to address this. Especially since subtlety was rarely Hot Rod’s forte.

“Nuh uh,” Hot Rod however persisted.

“Uh, yuh uh.”

“Where did you even learn that from?”

“The best,” underneath his mask, Soundwave cracked a smile. Still, he had to stand his ground firmly, “Hot Rod. My dear. Stop staring.”

“Well, I can’t do it, until you tell me what you’re up to,” Hot Rod scoffed playfully, crossing his arms right on the flames at his chest. Oh, he could stare at those flames forever.

“Why do I have to be up to something?”

“Oh, I know you well enough to know when you’re up to something. You keep changing your tracks, doing everything for me, you’re looking at Laserbeak the way you always do when you’re spark sharing,” he started counting on his digits, as nonchalantly as possible. Then he got closer to Soundwave, his brow ridges rising, “C’mon, ‘Waves. No way you’d get it past me.”

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#transformers #soundrod #maccadam #soundwave #tf hot rod #hot rod #cyberverse #transformers cyberverse #laserbeak #windblade #chromia #fanfic #fanfiction #ed's fics

Can you do more Soundrod please?

oh dear anon, I have so many SoundRod fics planned for the future! I am rn 3k into a fic I'll post on my bday 💖

and though it's my fave, not only in Cyberverse! I have plans for G1, TFA rewrite, Earthspark AU, maybe Shattered Glass,, SoundRod in love in each universe 💙❤

but for now catch this double drabble:

Sometimes, it seemed unbelievable.

Laying in their shared berth, sharing whispers and secrets underneath the starry skies, as Soundwave pressed his revealed derma all over his heated chassis. All while Hot Rod lost himself in the affections and stories he told him. No matter what the subject was, Soundwave eagerly awaited each new word of his.

Maybe several vorns ago, he wouldn’t believe to see Soundwave as such. Yet as the softness of his lover prevailed, Hot Rod’s vocalizer sighed satisfyingly. After all, if it wasn’t for himself, would Soundwave ever rise against the enemy and save Cybertron?

Deep down inside, Hot Rod knew he would. He always saw that buried kindness within him. All that was needed was the final push to make him understand. When Soundwave accepted it, the whole world sang with him.

There was something about knowing that he was not only the weakness but also the strength of one of the toughest mechs around. That not the whole Cybertron mattered as much as Hot Rod did to him. As the breem struck, Soundwave didn’t hide. He chose love. Then never backed away.

Right there and then, Hot Rod’s spark knew that Soundwave was the one.

#transformers #maccadam #soundrod #soundwave #hot rod #tf hot rod #cyberverse #transformers cyberverse #drabble #fanfic #ask #ed's fics #cyberverse good ending btw

scarlet blood & cobalt veins

fandom: Transformers relationship: SoundRod, background Deadceptor word count: 30260 rating: T summary: The loop was no more. Cybertronians were almost free. With their guidance, the path to defeating the Quintessons seemed straightforward.

So why did everything between Soundwave and Hot Rod's felt so uncertain?

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today I give u 30k+

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Hot Rod did not belong to the group of patient mechs.

There was a word for it, he remembered. A word that Ratchet kept calling him, as his own patience was running low. Though Ratchet himself didn’t have much patience to begin with. Still, as soon as he stopped examining his health and told him everything was a-okay, Hot Rod had that tendency to already run away with his mind. Was Bumblebee up to anything? Maybe Windblade would want to race with him? So much so, that he bid the doctor a fast thanks and drove off the distance.

What was he thinking about? Oh, right and the concentration. That was something he also had to take note of. Hot Rod sighed to himself, approaching the doors to Maccadam’s bar. Or, well, the opening of the titan Iaconus. Just the simple sight of the outside world punched him with the greatest reality check.

It was easy to forget the lack of patience and concentration of his when the world Hot Rod lived in was… Just like that. Grey skies overwhelming every corner of Cybertron. Quintessons patrolling the streets, ready to catch anyone unruly enough who just wanted to wander the streets for a nano-klik, right in their tentacles. With the parade over and the Judge still before his optics, Hot Rod didn’t want to know what would happen if anyone got captured in the present time.

He sighed to himself. He really hated gray. And he really missed his home.

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#transformers #maccadam #soundrod #hot rod #tf hot rod #soundwave #laserbeak #tf dead end #perceptor #thundercracker #tf tracks #cyberverse #tranformers cyberverse #tf cyberverse #fanfic #fanfiction #ed's fics

Cyberverse Appreciation Week day 5 - free day

“What is the meaning of this!?” he asked but only the void answered.

There seemed to be nothing around him. Just the unintelligible murmurs of… Everyone he had ever known. Or didn’t. A flash of light brightened his optics. It didn’t hurt, not anymore. But Starscream flinched. He’d been used to it.

Before him was the net of… Well, everything. Not only the vastness of Cybertronians he knew were alive but those who were bound to be. Even if no one was sure. All beneath Starscream’s digitprints. A collection of life as he knew it.

He was the AllSpark. Again.

#transformers #maccadam #cyberverse appreciation week #cyberverseappreciationweek #cyberverse #starscream #fanfiction #fanfic #drabble #ed's fics

Cyberverse Appreciation Week day 4 - romance

In a second, Soundwave couldn’t have recounted how or when it started.

No matter what it was, the result was the sound of Hot Rod’s laughter spreading across the room. One so infectious and earnest, Soundwave couldn’t help but to smile underneath his mask. Maybe let out a chuckle or two.

His servo went to Hot Rod’s, placed on the counter. Their digits brushed, Soundwave’s sight was transfixed. Hot Rod looked at him again, still laughing. Giving him a smile he could never forget. Just as so, Hot Rod exchanged his servo, brushing at the edges of Soundwave’s mask.

Soundwave couldn’t have recounted how or when it started. He just knew that something in his spark felt different.

Love wasn’t something familiar for him. The flings of the past seemed entirely as something obsolete. All romance was, was a subject of some songs flowing through his speakers. Ones that were with him within every step. Yet there he was. Sitting by the counter of Maccadam’s, recounting stories with an Autobot. Of the flames in his spark, optics blue like the sky and a smile brighter than the sun.

If love was a song, it would sound like Hot Rod’s laughter.

#transformers #maccadam #soundrod #soundwave #hot rod #cyberverseappreciationweek #cyberverse appreciation week #tf cyberverse #cyberverse #fanfic #drabble #ed's fics

Cyberverse Appreciation Week day 3 - heartbreaking

There was so much she wanted to tell her.

Of course, besides the obvious. Starscream’s plans to destroy all Cybertronians as they were, sharing the plea for their leaders to unite.

Yet, looking at Windblade, there was so much more in her spark. That she never wanted them to end like this. That she was wrong. That she always admired Windblade. That she always loved her smile.

It was gone. Slipstream felt another blade splitting her open. Not of love but out of hatred. Never knowing who ended her.

With the last of her will, Slipstream whispered.

“I’m sorry, Windblade.”

#transformers #maccadam #cyberverseappreciationweek #cyberverse appreciation week #windstream #slipstream #windblade #tf cyberverse #cyberverse #drabble #ed's fics

Cyberverse Appreciation Week day 2 - favorite arc

They were screwed. To say the least.

Sipping his energon, Dead End’s optics moved through each of his forsaken “companions”.

Overconfident Hot Rod. Arrogant Soundwave. Annoying Whirl. Naïve Clobber. Wiseacre Perceptor.

And himself, pessimistic Dead End.

There was no way they were gonna win.

Drag Strip always tried to… What did she say… Look at the bright side? Dead End groaned, thinking of his sister’s words. But desperate times called for desperate measures.

Charismatic Hot Rod. Loyal Soundwave. Optimistic Whirl. Kind Clobber. Intelligent and frankly handsome Perceptor.

And daring Dead End.

He exhaled with amusement. It was just like home.

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