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Deadlock despises going through heats. He despises them so ardently that he’s ruined his body with suppressants and can no longer even go through heats. In his opinion, this is for the best. He doesn’t experience a horrific loss of control and never again will beg for something he doesn’t want. Never again will anyone be able to use his body’s desires against him.
Hot Rod’s systems are sort of weird. It means his heats are pretty irregular and, more importantly, he never remembers a thing about them. The mystery of what he gets up to during his heats is sometimes a little… concerning. But Hot Rod doesn’t think too hard about it and doesn’t want to think too hard about it. He’s fine. It’s fine! So long as he knows who he was with, it doesn’t bother him at all. And he’ll just ignore the handful of times he doesn’t know.
Got all that? Good! Anyways—
Hot Rod goes into heat in a Decepticon cell. Deadlock finds him, but only after a couple ‘Cons have gotten to him first.
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Hot Rod wonders if he's cursed by something he did in a previous life. Normal mechs don’t have to deal with the slag he gets put through—namely getting stranded on a Quintesson-occupied planet with no means of contacting home, encountering strange, mutilated Cybertronians seemingly built just to kill Quints, and being ordered to babysit said strange, mutilated Cybertronians.
All of this is to say that everything currently wrong with Hot Rod’s life can be attributed to the stray that followed him home: one maybe-empurata victim calling himself “Thunderclash”.
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Before the Kaiju came to Earth, Thunderclash used to dream of being an astronaut, and after the longest two decades of his life, his boyhood dream has somehow come to fruition.
Sure, it’s been a bit more fraught than he’d imagined as a kid—what with him piloting a mecha instead of a rocket, helping giant robotic aliens fight off Kaiju, and dealing with a language barrier that has resulted in said aliens mistaking him for being one of them—but Thunderclash wouldn't give it up for the world.
Besides, with Hot Rod guiding him through these unfamiliar stars, Thunderclash thinks that everything'll turn out fine.
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“If you could cease your incessant squirming—” Minimus starts, grabbing Rodimus by the hips in an attempt to keep him still.
Not that it does anything, obviously. Rodimus keeps grinding down and grinning up at Minimus, taunts spilling past his derma. “Aw, c’mon, I’m not allowed to tease back after all you—”
Abruptly, Rodimus goes very silent and still as something… catches. Minimus’s spike finds purchase and he finally pushes forward.
Not into Rodimus’s valve, but into the tiny waste port set just above it.
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OR: Minimus fucks Rodimus in the wrong hole.
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When the mech crawls closer, everything snaps into place. A long curving spine that doesn’t end in legs, but one long, slithering tail, tall metal fins that flatten back against a smooth frame that wasn’t made for driving or flying, but for swimming. Derma pull back into something that could be a smile or a snarl, and underneath are rows of pointed dentae. Not just the sharp fangs that Deadlock sports, but teeth like sawblades.
“What the frag,” Deadlock breathes out. He sounds rough even to his own audials, and thinks about the effects prolonged water exposure might have on a bot’s vocalizer. Then he thinks about why he’d even ponder such a thing and gets a little sad before shoving the thought aside entirely.
The creature—the mermech—makes a low sonorous noise, dragging itself a little ways closer, optics peering up at Deadlock with unabashed curiosity.
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OR: Deadlock gets thrown overboard, is saved by a mermech, has some truly remarkable sex, and finds love in the big blue. Broadly speaking, anyways.
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“I want you to fuck Drift for me.”
If Rodimus had, say, been sitting up by the bar at Swerve’s, having a nice sip of engex while hearing that sentence, he absolutely would have spat everywhere upon its completion. Maybe fallen off his chair, too.
As it is, despite having no drink to spit nor chair to disembark, he still chokes on nothing, sputtering helplessly at Ratchet’s stone cold serious face.
“I—you—I’m sorry, did—I—” Rodimus finally gives up and simply asks, “What?”
“I want you to fuck Drift for me,” Ratchet repeats, like it’s any more comprehensible a second time around.
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OR: In which Rodimus fucks a married mech that he definitely doesn’t have any romantic feelings for, no siree.
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hiccup leaves before the final training test au, set once he comes back
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now i'm back in the room, but it feels different by j3t_blue
Fandoms: How to Train Your Dragon (Animated Movies)
10 Jul 2026
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"What was that boy?" Spitelout asked.
The whole council had turned their heads towards Hiccup, looking far more interested now that the conversation had shifted from Spitelout's long-winded war plans. It was the first time Hiccup had spoken up all meeting. The first time he had spoken up in any meeting. In six months, Stoick had only managed to strongarm him into showing up four times now, and he'd spent the last three of those times standing in a corner of the hall and refusing to participate.
"I told you, you're wrong." He repeated, still in the same soft, calm voice he talked to the village children in. That he spoke to everybody in. There was an anger that Astrid could sense in him, that everyone seemed to sense in him, but it was quiet. He didn't yell or fight or throw things, just remained endlessly calm. It drove everyone mad. Sometimes, the light caught in his eyes in a way that made them shine like he knew it.or - five times hiccup did something that proved how much he'd changed, and one time he did something that reminded everyone he was the same
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- Part 3 of middle of nowhere
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It turns out that being wired into giant war machines doesn’t play nice with human brains. The Earth Mechanical Defense Force, or EMDF, learned that the hard way when their pilots started going… neurotic, let’s say, after a few missions.
The obvious solution to that problem was to simply wire the pilot into their mecha permanently, that way their mind wasn’t being strained by the constant in and out. Unfortunately that strategy backfired and the pilots started going neurotic much, much faster, and this time they were giant and made of metal and much harder to put down.
So, the obvious next step would be to pull the plug on that idea and go back to the drawing board, right? No, that’s ridiculous, the next step was obviously to simply…
Make the mecha forget they’d ever been human in the first place.
Somewhere along the line someone should have pulled the plug, but they’d already invested so much into the project, and you know what they say about sunk cost fallacy.
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- Part 2 of As Hubris Blinds The Mighty
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Legacy by FaeQueenInu, JoWithTheFlow
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
10 Jul 2026
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Nedzu tilted his head. “According to our records, despite someone attempting to do everything they could to detach you from this fact, you are, in fact, the child of a legal Hero.”
Aizawa sucked in a hissed breath as Yagi’s attention snapped to Midoriya…Midoriya who seemed to have forgotten how to breathe.
Yagi’s voice wavered. “Young Midoriya…”
“Do you understand what this means, Midoriya?” Nedzu asked calmly, folding his paws in front of him.
Midoriya did not answer.
Aizawa decided to speak for him. “You are a Legacy.”
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Over oil by combJelly
Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types, The Transformers (IDW Generation One)
15 Feb 2026
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Hot Rod receives a very real and legitimate position working as an undercover agent at an oil shop. Glory seems unattainable until a Decepticon shows up to confront him directly. Surely, their attempts to outwit each other will not leave them intertwined. After all, he’s Hot Rod and he’s always in control, even when it doesn’t feel like it.

