SIDESWIPE & SUNSTREAKER Ex-Gladiators, Ex-Autobot Frontliners INDIE IDW/G1 FOCUSED Semi-Selective Blog is NSFW, some NSFW content (such as smut) are under cuts. Content warning: incest, abuse, torture, mental illnesses. Some verses/ships have pregnancy.
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My muse has to tell nothing but the truth for 10 asks.
Ask them funny questions, get personal, query about the people around them or pester them for their deepest darkest secrets - go wild! Include ✘ with the asks!
" Well.. yeah.. who doesn't do that once in a while? "
" I don't, " Sunstreaker didn't even skip a beat.
" You weren't the one with the jet pack, " that earned the golden twin's scoffn " Mecha aren't really flammable, but when you're covered in energon or oil.. it happens. "
My muse has to tell nothing but the truth for 10 asks.
Ask them funny questions, get personal, query about the people around them or pester them for their deepest darkest secrets - go wild! Include ✘ with the asks!
❝ Three hours ago, this man was in a battle. Two hours ago, we operated on him. He’s got a fifty-fifty chance. We win some, we lose some. That’s what it’s all about. No promises. No guaranteed survival. No ‘saints in surgical garb’. Our willingness, our experience, our technique are not enough. Guns and bombs and anti-personnel mines have more power to take life than we have to preserve it. Not a very happy ending to a movie. But then again, no war is a movie. ❞
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“ No, nothing wrong, ” Sideswipe said, leaning back to lay on the floor, “ Sunny and me need to merge both our halves together sometimes, just wanted to kinda let you know. We’ve been holding off for a bit. Didn’t wanna freak you out if it’s taboo here too. ”
“Oh.” Prowl cocked his head, anxiety fading and giving way to curiosity. “It’s not taboo. It’s a crime against the social order to have intimate relations on public thoroughfares or in places where it could disrupt other lawful activities, and it’s bad manners to talk about it to strangers, but it’s not bad manners to talk about it or do it in private. Is it all right if I ask you questions about it? I’ve only read about it, and the accounts don’t agree about what it’s like.”
Sideswipe hummed in agreement, it had taken them a little bit to learn those rules.. it had really thrown them through a loop when they found out other mecha didn't really have a connection like they did. He looked over at the doorframe to his brother for a moment, Sunstreaker was focused on the datapad as he moved to take a seat near the pair, " We have no problems with questions, ask away. "
The twins' comm.line signatures are so similar, many bots who don't know them (and even some who do) get confused of who is who. And even more confusing is they both sound similar, it can be tough to tell them apart until Sunstreaker cops an attitude or just immediately rejects the comm.
Sideswipe smiled, “ Sunny works magic like that, definitely a well deserved paint job, “ the red twin looked over at his brother’s form retreating into the bedroom. Tonight was sorta a vital night, not only for Prowl.. but for the twins as well. Their bond was open and they were hopeful, knowing that feeling was probably temporary, “ Prowl, you know a bit about twins right? Like about our Sparks. “
Prowl looked moderately perplexed. “You’re split-Spark twins. That means your Spark density is much lower than it would be if you weren’t twins. There are a lot of theories and superstitions about twins, but they’re so rare there’s no way to gather a statistically significant sample to find out what’s true and what isn’t.” His brows furrowed with anxiety. “Did I do something wrong? I’m sorry if I did.”
" No, nothing wrong, " Sideswipe said, leaning back to lay on the floor, " Sunny and me need to merge both our halves together sometimes, just wanted to kinda let you know. We've been holding off for a bit. Didn't wanna freak you out if its taboo here too. "
The copter’s spark remained soft and gentle against the other’s. Though it doesn’t last long when something inside the bot snapped, making Vortex lean back a bit while the smirk gets wiped off his face. Right, Sunstreaker wasn’t exactly broken in like his brother was. Not yet at least. Just means Vortex gets to be brutal with the other until it happens.
“Not like we’ll be merged anyways but if you say so…” With the gestalt merge and all. Claws dig in deep into the seams of the plating when leaning in once again. This time his spark thrusts forward with a lot of force, like he stabs right through the other’s when they connect. “Exactly what you wanted huh? How’s it feel?” The grin returns when his spark blends in with the half, but keeps watch of the gold twins reactions as a mixture of red and blue brightens the room.
He writhed weakly, grinding his denta as he snarls. The spark recoiled almost violently, but he fully expected the pain.. he almost wanted the pain. It killed him, knowing that there would end up being a point where he would so beaten down he’d become compliant. Allowing Vortex, or any one else for that matter, to mould and manipulate him to become whatever his future use would be. Theorizing the more pain, more memories, the longer he had to hate and retaliate their keepers.
The blue spark flared in fear, red-hot hatred slammed into the copter’s spark. Spearing into the corona in warning. Leaving an unpleasant and searing path that the half-spark would painstakingly dig into. Trying to pry his way in, hopefully to dissuade the copter from continuing by threatening true damage that Sunstreaker was prepared for himself.
Palpatia woke with a start. Immediately she tried to jump up, but her mobility was limited by chains. Those weren’t on her before. She hissed at them and the dried transfluid on her frame before looking up.
Him.
Of course it was him. It didn’t take a genius to piece together what happened. Especially since her neck burned for the repetitive zaps that sent her under. She bared her teeth at him, giving her confines an impatient tug.
“Jealous is unbecoming,” she spat. “I thought I belonged to ‘the royal family.’ Not just you. Or are you upset your sire fancied me more than he ever liked you?”
The twin looked up for only a moment, he huffed quietly in amusement. It almost didn’t dignify an answer, but he knew she wanted one, “ My sire and I don’t pleasure each other, he knew who you were before you sucked him off like a basic pleasure bot. He intruded because he could, because you so easily gave yourself up, “ he frowned at the screen in front of him.
“ You have a couple choices in this moment. You can be cleaned, in which I will oversee and a slave will assist, or you can remain how you are. Regardless, we’ll go attend an outing with my brother. “
Prowl perked up at Sideswipe’s compliment. “Do you like it? I think I look like I belong here now. Like I’m in style.” He looked down at himself, holding out his arms and hands to admire Sunstreaker’s handiwork. “I look like a person now. Not a droid.”
Sideswipe smiled, “ Sunny works magic like that, definitely a well deserved paint job, “ the red twin looked over at his brother’s form retreating into the bedroom. Tonight was sorta a vital night, not only for Prowl.. but for the twins as well. Their bond was open and they were hopeful, knowing that feeling was probably temporary, “ Prowl, you know a bit about twins right? Like about our Sparks. “
“If I say no you’ll force me to, so what choice do I truly have?” She made a disgusted face at the red twin, but she didn’t try to fight him anymore. Actually, what Sunstreaker had said sparked an idea in her.
“At least let me bathe again. I still have skid marks from your brother’s desperate attempt at rutting.”
She dressed in some jewels only because they wanted her to. And since she was considered a guest for once rather than a slave to serve, she should at least distinguish herself as such. Besides, she had a King to impress. And impress him she did. All it took was the right swivel of her curves, the right amount of brightness to her smile and the perfect places in their conversation. She had to ghost her hands past his plating just so to get what she wanted.
A room off to the side they went. Palpatia dropped to her knees willingly, her sweet little smile disappearing if only so she could bury her legs between the King’s thighs and give him just enough pleasure for them to be heard and found. Any bot coming upon them would do, but there was one on particular she would love to be discovered by.
The twins were more than willing to let the slave wash again, and for once they didn’t intrude. But they were waiting for her with jewels and clothing once she exited, as well as an extra slave to help prepare Sunstreaker.
Sunstreaker naturally stayed on the fringes of the activity, never one to become so involved with the family or the events. He had better things to do, plus Sideswipe liked the attention.. much to the golden twin’s distaste.
He supposed he should have been watching the slave closer than he had been, but she had been extremely well behaved. At least before he had moved to speak with a relative about artwork and future gallery dates. So when he got a ping from his brother, telling him Palpatia was servicing their sire.. he glanced around the room for the pair reflexively. They weren’t here but he didn’t need to see them in order to activate the collar’s punishment feature.
He would follow the guidance of his brother after excusing himself from his conversation. Taking his time, sending repeated signals to shock the rouge bitch, knowing full well his sire wasn’t the type to care.
The King had shoved her off as the collar activated, not taking chances of being bitten in her convulsions. Although he was sure to finish himself off, thick ejaculate striping her frame that lay in front of him. Groaning, “ That’s right, you’re Sunstreaker’s little plaything, “ he laughed, optics catching sight of his creation walking calmly towards them, “ You lost track, maybe you need to this one in chains rather than jewels, “ his sire left. Sunstreaker’s rage boiled, forcing stasis on his charge.
The next time she would awake, she’d be chained within the twins’ suite. Cuffs around her wrists, as well as on her ankles which attached to the floor. Sunstreaker sat placidly in a lounging chair, waiting for her to show signs of awaking.
The red twin grunted, he wasn’t beyond physical disputes.. but he had no intentions to get into one right now. He did shove her, in a way similar to how he would with his brother.
“ I told you, ” Sunstreaker shrugged, instead picking out his own garb and decoration. Although it was minimal, red jewels to represent his brother.. he also laid out Sideswipe’s in the process.
“ Common? No, whore? Maybe. But definitely not common, ” Sideswipe tried to play light on it, “ Look, I’m not saying behave. I’m just saying get dressed, rock it, and then be as sour and vicious as you always are. Maybe everyone will leave sooner, ” he offered.
“ Just go, whatever, ” Sunstreaker was aiming to dismiss her now, “ She’ll probably just runing whatever we put her in, she’s obviously just a common whore. ”
She hissed at Sideswipe, nearly lunging at Sunstreaker before thinking better of it. Her odds were not good with both of them here. She would wait to attack him.
“Then why is it always my thighs you’re dying to part? I do something for you that no one else can. Or is it just because you think you have rights to me and no one else will want you? Because if I had a choice I would not choose you. Not even for a second.” She laughed loudly, once again moving to wrestle herself free. “Be pleased with yourself, Sideswipe. At least you’re not as grossly pathetic as he is.”
It was Sunstreaker's turn to bare his denta in warning, although his reach was far lengthier thanks to the collar.. but he knew how much she hated him. In a way, he was fine with it, use to it.. but damn, if she could just shut her mouth.. willingly.. but it wasn't something he hadn't heard before.
" By law, every member of this family has a right to you, " Sideswipe fought to keep her and practically hugging her to do so, he really didn't wanna let this opportunity to go to waste, " It's not like I haven't thought about eating your valve out, and according to some.. that gives me the 'grossly pathetic label' too. Come on, you'll get to eat some weird and good food. There might be some dancing, Sunny might start a couple portraits. "
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