A Chaotic Neutral

a/n: My dear readers, I present to you my first ever Original Universe Commission. This is for withersake, who commissioned me to write in their universe, using their characters and I was absolutely thrilled to do so! I had so much fun with this fic, ya'll. Please enjoy!

Title: A Friend in Need
Rating: T
Genre: Urban Fantasy, Magical Circus
Summary: Mikayla’s soft for a stray, according to Luke, and maybe he’s not wrong. Because when she sees Marjorie getting bothered by the twins, Mikayla decides what Marjorie really needs is a friend -- or better yet, two.

Mikayla loves stew.

She does not, however, love tomatoes. Why does Cassidy insist on adding them to every dish? Granted, they’re a better cook than Georgio who oversalts everything, and at least Cassidy chops the tomatoes chunky enough Mikayla can avoid them.

Or.

She glances at Luke, who isn’t paying her one bit of attention, and tips another spoonful of tomatoes into his bowl. There. Problem solved.

Mikayla spears a hefty piece of potato and pops it into her mouth, letting the noise and bustle of lunch wash over her. Chatter rises and falls in a familiar, comforting rhythm. The aerialists are laughing in the corner again, Tober crouched on the bench as he re-enacts some elaborate twists he wants to incorporate into his routine. If he's not careful, he's going to --

And there he goes, tumbling ass over teakettle off the bench, to the rousing laughter of his compatriots. Honestly, an aerialist should not be so clumsy.

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Title: Off the Market
Universe: IDW 2005, pre-canon
Characters: Drift, Original Character(s)
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Rape/Non-Con, Sticky Sexual Interfacing, Sexual Harassment, First Times
Description: All of Gasket’s warnings and Drift still makes the biggest mistake of his functioning. He shouldn’t have taken the shortcut.

Commission for Anonymous.

Drift has lived on the streets long enough to know better.

But his tanks are full, there’s a few credchips in his subspace for use at the public washracks, and Gasket should be back tomorrow.

A tiny spark of optimism has to be the reason he makes such a stupid mistake in taking the narrow alley shortcut to shave ten minutes from his walk home.

Two mechs almost immediately show up behind him. Drift puts on a burst of speed, catching glimpses of white paint and accents of orange and black. His spark is a lump in his intake as he speeds for the exit, and skids to a halt when a third mech cuts him off.

Drift recognizes the visored, purple and black mech.

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Title: Homeward Bound
Universe: TFP, Pre-Canon
Characters: Hound
Rating: K+
Description: Hound wakes to a different Cybertron than the one he was guarding.

Commission for calledunknownn.

Hound was certain his chronometer had to be off.

Surely he hadn’t been in stasis for the better part of a century!? Surely he hadn’t taken that hard of a blow?

Everything hurt, especially his head. He ached. He was battered and dented, and low on energon. He rose, joints creaking from disuse, in desperate need of lubrication everywhere. Bits of debris sloughed from his frame.

He popped a ration pack out of subspace and mechanically chewed it. Rubble blocked the way forward, there was only back. He’d been lying there so long, the dust had time to settle. There were no lights, not even the emergency runners.

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Title: Introductions All Around
Universe: In the Family Way
Characters: Drift, Ratchet, Sunstreaker, Bob
Rating: K+
Description: Rumors spread all too quickly aboard the Lost Light, so when Drift overheard something about Ratchet’s new sparklings, he knew he needed to find the truth out for himself.

“Don’t be an idiot.”

“It’s true! I know what I fragging saw! Don’t call me an idiot.”

“Ratchet wouldn’t do that.”

Drift straightened, attention grabbed from his datanovel by the familiar designation. The table nearby held a group of mechs who’d been rowdy for most of the night, the steady flow of engex only making them louder and more boisterous.

Drift had, for the most part, tuned them out. Until now.

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Title: Stand By Me
Universe: TF IDW, Lost Light
Characters: Rodimus, Drift
Rating: M
Warnings: Heat Trope, No On-Screen Sexual Content
Description: When Rodimus needs him, Drift is there, even if all he needs is someone to stand guard while he’s vulnerable.

“Hey, Drift. I hope you’re not too busy, because um, Starburst?”

Drift’s optics snap online as he fully surfaces from his meditation. He’s on his feet, hand pressed to his comm, before he’s fully registered the words. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m going into heat,” Rodimus says, and there’s a wry, resigned humor to it. “Bad timing, I know, but it’s not like I chose it.” He pauses, and there’s a quiet discomfort in the pause. “I need you.”

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Title: A Little Company
Universe: Transformers IDW The Lost Light
Characters: Rodimus, Rung
Rated: K+
Description: When Rodimus realizes Rung is as lonely as he is, Rodimus decides to do something about it.

Commission for Popodoki

Morale’s a little low, and it’s the responsibility of leadership to attend to such important matters. The crew is the spark of the ship, and without them, no captain and no mission would matter.

Rodimus, as the top tier leader of the Lost Light, knows that this is his time to shine. So he has Brainstorm whip up another batch of Rodimus Stars – earning one for his efforts – and sets out on a quest to distribute them to those most deserving, which is honestly every member of his crew as far as he’s concerned.

He presents them with a flourish, one by one, to each member of the crew he encounters in the hall: Expert Marksmanship to Atomizer, Best at Hiding in Vents to Skids, Brave Enough to Take Risks to Jackpot, and Expert Listener to Rung.

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Title: A Perfect Storm
Universe: TF G1/IDW
Characters: Blurr, Jazz, Bluestreak, Ricochet, Prowl, Rodimus, Drift, Ratchet
Pairings: Blurr/Jazz, Blurr/Ricochet, Blurr/Ricochet/Jazz, Ricochet/Jazz, Bluestreak/Jazz, Drift/Ratchet,
Rating: M
Enticements: Sticky Sexual Interfacing, Twincest, Mechpreg, Canon Typical Violence
Description: Blurr happens to enjoy life on post-war Cybertron, but when a serial murderer starts targeting former Wreckers, Blurr ends up saddled with a bodyguard who rubs him in all the wrong ways. Or right ways, if you were to ask Ricochet. Let the battle begin.

Commission for MamaBlurr.

Chapter Eight
Blurr asked to see Ricochet in private.

No one batted an optic or tried to deny him. Which was a stark contrast to the reception Jazz received whenever he tried to get a few minutes with Ricochet. Prowl’s orders apparently.

Sometimes, Prowl could be an aft.

Blurr waited for them to bring Ricochet in. He sat in a hard chair with too high of a back, on one side of a metal table with magnetic strips to attach the magna-cuffs. The room was sterile and empty, without so much as a piece of art on the wall or a mirror, though the vid-recorders in each of the corners were proof nothing went unseen.

They would be able to speak in private, true, but it was recorded and would probably be reviewed later. No matter. Blurr had no intention to explain the partial truth of why he was here. He had his part in the plan. That was all he had to do.

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Title: A Perfect Storm
Universe: TF G1/IDW
Characters: Blurr, Jazz, Bluestreak, Ricochet, Prowl, Rodimus, Drift, Ratchet
Pairings: Blurr/Jazz, Blurr/Ricochet, Blurr/Ricochet/Jazz, Ricochet/Jazz, Bluestreak/Jazz, Drift/Ratchet,
Rating: M
Enticements: Sticky Sexual Interfacing, Twincest, Mechpreg, Canon Typical Violence
Description: Blurr happens to enjoy life on post-war Cybertron, but when a serial murderer starts targeting former Wreckers, Blurr ends up saddled with a bodyguard who rubs him in all the wrong ways. Or right ways, if you were to ask Ricochet. Let the battle begin.

Commission for MamaBlurr.

Chapter Seven

Bluestreak was handing over the reins to a very disappointed Riptide when Jazz came into New Maccadam's, a smile on his face, a spring in his step, and both of them very, very false. Bluestreak's radar pinged.

Ricochet was in prison, and Prowl refused to release him. Prowl had told Bluestreak as much, and asked him to look out for Jazz, just in case he decided to do something stupid.

Personally, Bluestreak thought Jazz was entitled to something stupid. Ricochet's arrest was absurd, and Prowl knew it, too. Political pressure was a crushing weight.

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Title: A Perfect Storm
Universe: TF G1/IDW
Characters: Blurr, Jazz, Bluestreak, Ricochet, Prowl, Rodimus, Drift, Ratchet
Pairings: Blurr/Jazz, Blurr/Ricochet, Blurr/Ricochet/Jazz, Ricochet/Jazz, Bluestreak/Jazz, Drift/Ratchet,
Rating: M
Enticements: Sticky Sexual Interfacing, Twincest, Mechpreg, Canon Typical Violence
Description: Blurr happens to enjoy life on post-war Cybertron, but when a serial murderer starts targeting former Wreckers, Blurr ends up saddled with a bodyguard who rubs him in all the wrong ways. Or right ways, if you were to ask Ricochet. Let the battle begin.

Commission for MamaBlurr.

Chapter One

Bars were, in Jazz’s opinion, some of the best places to think.

Especially midday when most mechs were at their duties or their jobs, and the majority of the tables were empty of patrons, except people who didn’t want to be bothered. Jazz was one such mech. He wanted the atmosphere -- the smell of engex, the low murmur of noise and music, the dim lights and the friendly company -- but he didn’t want the rest of it.

He needed to concentrate. He needed to focus. He was in one Pit of a fragged up situation.

“Refill?”

“Primus, yes,” Jazz groaned as he set down one datapad and picked up another, flicking through the same notes and observations he’d read a dozen times already. “Maybe I’ll get smarter if I get drunker.”

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Title: In the Family Way
Characters: Ratchet/Sunstreaker, Ratchet/Bob, First Aid, Perceptor
Universe: Transformers MTMTE, Season One
Rating: M
Enticements: Sticky Sexual Interfacing, Mechpreg, Egg Laying Pregnancy, Oviposition, Semi-Bestiality, Dubious Consent
Description: Ratchet thought he was too old for this. And then the accidental heat charging through the Lost Light swept him up, too. If only he’d locked his door, then he wouldn’t be in this mess, but Sunstreaker stepping in to help him clean it up, that’s the best outcome he could have hoped for.

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Chapter One

For once, it wasn’t Rodimus’ fault.

Perceptor was going to carry the blame of this for decades. Perceptor and Brainstorm both, because Ratchet was rather certain that if Brainstorm hadn’t startled Perceptor, he wouldn’t have dropped the highly volatile liquid he was using in a highly volatile experiment. If he hadn’t dropped it, then there wouldn’t have been an explosion which knocked them both unconscious in a cloud of noxious fumes.

Which meant they wouldn’t have knocked their processors for a loop and woke in the middle of a voracious, demanding heat.

Containment became immediately necessary.

Containment was impossible.

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