Mild spoilers for the next chapter of Recovered Light. If you have started The Voice of Stanix but haven't finished the previous stories in the series, there are in fact spoilers for those fics as well, if you care about that. Some people very much don't and some people very much do, and the point of WIP Wednesday is that it's supposed to be from something I haven't posted yet, so:
You have been warned.
Also, if you're not familiar with a certain very explicit Cardi B song that Jazz is extremely fond of, you may not get the jokes. Ravage doesn't either at first, though. The initials are WAP; don't look it up if you don't like explicit language.
(I'm pretty sure Fowler does not like the song, and equally sure that he knows somebody who does. Probably one of the now-adult children he mentioned. His own, or those other three.)
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Spoilers and inappropriate conversations below the cut!
(Ravage POV. If you are up to date on this fic, you know that Bill Fowler has rescued Soundblaster, who is, of course, Viridian aka Blackcat's brother.)
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“Things are different now,” said Soundwave, before it could get more awkward.
“Indeed they are,” said Fowler. “So when are you coming to get your boy? We’ll want to wake him up before you get here.”
Viridian tensed, looking up at me sharply. She wanted him back at once, and she wanted to go with whoever went to Nevada to get him; so did I, but I knew the risk.
“We’ll get him back today,” I said. “We’ll send the W.A.P.—”
“The what?” Fowler looked at us as though he were shocked. “Did I mishear you?” I had no idea what he’d thought I’d said.
“The Weak Anthropic Principle,” Jazz explained, laughing; he understood what else the letters had meant that I didn’t. Soundwave must have understood it as well, because he covered his face. I wondered what they thought I would say if they shared it with me, but I gave them the side-eye and shrugged it off.
“It’s the ship that I came home from the Lost Light on,” I told Fowler. “Do you want them to come direct to the base in Nevada? The quicker we get off the line, and the quicker our ship gets in and out…the less likely it is that Thunderblast will notice we’ve got an encrypted connection going and tell Galvatron that she thinks we’re up to shenanigans.”
“I’ll send coordinates,” said Fowler.
“Thank you again; we are unbelievably grateful.” I sighed. There was a lot to do to prepare—like fixing his room up, for one thing.
“I’ve got kids. They’re all grown now, but I absolutely believe you. EDC out.”
Viridian jumped off my lap and headed off to her own room.
I started thinking about the logistics of adding Wingthing to the household; once she was fully manumitted, she would probably want to move out, but that would be a transition we couldn’t make until she and our son were ready for it. They’d both had a lot of shocks recently.
Soundwave and I had deliberated the optics and ethics of the issue, but the three of us had taken the larger habsuite the Housing Committee had offered us after Jazz had been with us for several months without incident. That meant that Viridian had a room of her own at the opposite end of the hab from the room that Soundwave and I shared (and also shared with Jazz most nights) and there was a room next to ours that Jazz recharged in when he chose to, instead of Viridian being in the tiny room that my birdsibs had shared before they moved out and Jazz having slept every night in our berth until Frenzy moved in with some new friends she’d made after deciding that she was a femme. There was another room across from Viridian’s, but only the one, and Wingthing would need to stay there as well…
I started writing up requisition forms for a recharge perch, and a few other things I thought Wingthing might need. Jazz was in the kitchen with Soundwave, who had been working a recipe out in his mind when they had gone in; he wanted to make something special for Soundblaster.
“C’mon, Princess, you know there’s some whores in this house,” Jazz said, giggling. “I can think of at least three.”
“Shut up,” Soundwave grumbled, but he was still laughing inside. And still keeping it under surface thought level. Was it really going to offend me? After living with Drift in Rodion, and the entirety of the Conclave in Kaon?
I looked up from the desk and into the kitchen. “So what was so funny? Come on, you two.”
“It wasn’t that funny,” said Soundwave, but he still made a snorting noise.
“It was funny!” Jazz protested. “When I told him that the phrase those letters refer to is one that I think of sometimes in connection with you…”
And there it was, because Soundwave couldn’t keep it off surface anymore. He had once heard Jazz sing the whole song at a karaoke bar, to the enthralled amusement and horrification of numerous humans who had been present at the time (and possibly hadn't known that Jazz has a valve just like everyone else).
I was almost offended, because some of the Autobots who had served on Earth had used that word (which also meant ‘cat’) to refer to me in a way I had really disliked…but I caught myself laughing, so I just threw a wadded up sheet of flimsy Viridian had left on my desk at them both.
{Gross.}
That was Viridian, reappearing from out of her room with a bag in her mouth. {Put these in Blast’s room.} She dropped it at Soundwave’s feet. {This is stuff that I knew he would like that I’ve saved for him.}
“You can do that,” I told her, but Soundwave did pick it up and go into the room with her.
I didn’t think anything of it when he came out of there shortly afterward all by himself, and neither did he. But we should’ve paid more attention when we went back in there with the stuff we’d requisitioned, and she wasn’t there. Her door was closed; we thought she was doing homework, or taking a nap.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 31/31
Fandom: Transformers - All Media Types, The Transformers (IDW Generation One)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Relationships: Ravage/Soundwave (Transformers), Marissa Faireborn/Thundercracker, Howlback/Grimlock (Transformers), Rosanna & Glit (Transformers), Miko Nakadai/Rumble (Transformers), Jazz/Soundwave (Transformers), Optimus Prime/Starscream, Ravage/Soundwave/Jazz (Transformers), Buzzsaw & Vortex (Transformers), Cosmos & Soundwave (Transformers)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Canon-Typical Violence, Canon-Typical Behavior, Substance Abuse, Transformer Sparklings, Human/Transformer Relationships (Transformers), Plug and Play Sexual Interfacing (Transformers), Sticky Sexual Interfacing (Transformers), Spark Sexual Interfacing (Transformers), Energy Field Sexual Interfacing (Transformers), Mood Whiplash, Colonialism, Fix-It, Transformers Spark Bonds, Functionalism (Transformers), Genderfluid Ravage, Hate Crimes, In-Character Poetry, In-Character Political Essays, Primax 1020.27 Iota, Past Sexual Assault, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Neuroatypical Characters, Starscream being Starscream, Decepticon cuddle piles, Ridiculous Robot Pig Latin
Series: Part 4 of The Voice of Stanix (Primax 1020.27 Iota),
Part 12 of All Hail Ravage
Summary: Operation: Sanctuary--if you can't go home again, make a better one.
Chapter Summary: Howlback and Grimlock register their conjuncture. Starscream tells Optimus a secret he’s been keeping from everyone else. Ravage has a nightmare. And where are all these temporally and logically impossible videos people keep finding coming from?
This is the last chapter of Designs and Persuasions.
Soundtrack on YouTube
Notes to my readers: I can’t believe I finished the 4th VOS fic before the 3rd one. I’m considering reordering them, but...the 3rd one starts slightly before the 2nd one ends! Anyhow, this is your gentle reminder that Designs and Persuasions and Every Day Is A Winding Road are two halves of a story arc. There are only 2, maybe even 1, chapters left in Winding Road.
The story that follows both Every Day is a Winding Road and Designs and Persuasions will be called Recovered Light.
