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Title: Nothing and Nowhere
Pairing(s): one-sided Bombrush/Soundwave
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Bayformers, OC, slash
Notes: Takes place in my TF4 story where Autobots and Decepticons come together to defeat Unicron and his lackeys
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Soundwave growled a bit as Bombrush stalked up to him, cornering him against the wall and pressing his servos on either side of him so that all Soundwave go look at was the older mech. His tentacles were just about to spring out in an act of defense, but one Bombrush's servo quickly dropped down to his neck cables, pinching three of them in an order than kept his tentacles locked inside of him, much to his dismay.
"Demand: do not touch me," he snarled in his monotone voice.
Bombrush laughed. "I thought I requested Knock Out not to install your speech transmitter back in. You have such a lovely voice without it."
"Transmitter: recreated by Soundwave without assistance. Reason: transmitter required."
"Really now?" he said, stroking up and down his beautiful faceplates.
Soundwave smacked his servo away and pushed him off. "Affirmative."
The older mech let out a huff. "I don't understand why you're so hostile toward me, especially now after I was the one that ordered for you to be brought back online, along with your creations. Can you not see that I care?"
"Soundwave: indebt to you," Soundwave said, looking up at him beneath his visor, glaring at him with such anger that Bombrush was taken aback. "Soundwave: forever in your debt. Debt: nothing to be pleased with. Bombrush: merely want to have an advantage."
Bombrush's optics widened in both shock and anger. "An advantage?" he repeated. "What advantage? I wanted you alive, Soundwave. That's all!"
"Reason: false. Bombrush: known to collect debts with sexual actions."
He barked out a laugh. "Oh come now, Soundwave. You think I brought you back to life for you to be in my debt so that I could collect your debt in the form of interfacing? I'm not a rapist. What kind of a mech do you think I am?"
"Lecherous." Soundwave pushed pass him and then turned to look at him, still glaring at the much taller mech. "Soundwave: not a fool and will never trust Bombrush."
"So that's it," Bombrush said, folding his arms across his chassis. "You won't believe me when I say I just wanted you alive and not dead and you think I'm just out to rape you."
He said nothing and continued to glare.
He laughed harshly. "Fine. Think what you will, but remember Soundwave – if I had only wanted you as an easy frag, I would've jumped and raped you a long time ago." Then he turned away from the younger mech and waved his servo at him as he looked over the control panels of the Nemesis. "Now return to your duties and go."
Soundwave left without another word and as soon as Bombrush was certain he was alone, he slammed his clenched servo down on a stack of datapads, cracking them and having them fall to the floor, where they shattered on impact.
The elder mech just simply could not believe his audio receptors. Even after all of this time, Soundwave still didn't trust him. For Vorns – ever since they had met during the war – Bombrush had wanted him. Of course, over the course of time, the feelings had grown from just desire to love.
Soundwave was just too perfect. He was intelligent, hard-working, a beauty, and he wasn't doing anything for anyone's attention. He was just doing his job and he was doing it perfectly. Sure, other Cons would say he was boring and emotionless, also calling him cruel and plain evil. Yet, they had no right to judge. They were just as corrupted as they believed Soundwave was. Bombrush knew different though. He had seen the Decepticon with his creations. He was harsh, but he was caring toward them in his own way. They were his life as he was theirs.
Bombrush fell in love with that kind of mech, but Soundwave seemed to want to have nothing to do with him and just did not trust him, even after all this time and what they had gone through. Why he was resisting him so much was unknown, but it did hurt. Yet he endured it because he loved the communications officer and was always willing to forgive him and try again.
Still, nothing had changed. Even after bringing him back from the dead, Soundwave still did not like him, though he seemed to have developed a grudging respect for him as he had kept the remaining Cons unified and was bringing back all those who had fallen. It was something, but at the same time, it was nothing.
Bombrush huffed and growled to himself, "Just you wait Soundwave. This time, I will make you mine."
Pairing(s): one-sided Bombrush/Soundwave
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Bayformers, OC, slash
Notes: Takes place in my TF4 story where Autobots and Decepticons come together to defeat Unicron and his lackeys
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Soundwave growled a bit as Bombrush stalked up to him, cornering him against the wall and pressing his servos on either side of him so that all Soundwave go look at was the older mech. His tentacles were just about to spring out in an act of defense, but one Bombrush's servo quickly dropped down to his neck cables, pinching three of them in an order than kept his tentacles locked inside of him, much to his dismay.
"Demand: do not touch me," he snarled in his monotone voice.
Bombrush laughed. "I thought I requested Knock Out not to install your speech transmitter back in. You have such a lovely voice without it."
"Transmitter: recreated by Soundwave without assistance. Reason: transmitter required."
"Really now?" he said, stroking up and down his beautiful faceplates.
Soundwave smacked his servo away and pushed him off. "Affirmative."
The older mech let out a huff. "I don't understand why you're so hostile toward me, especially now after I was the one that ordered for you to be brought back online, along with your creations. Can you not see that I care?"
"Soundwave: indebt to you," Soundwave said, looking up at him beneath his visor, glaring at him with such anger that Bombrush was taken aback. "Soundwave: forever in your debt. Debt: nothing to be pleased with. Bombrush: merely want to have an advantage."
Bombrush's optics widened in both shock and anger. "An advantage?" he repeated. "What advantage? I wanted you alive, Soundwave. That's all!"
"Reason: false. Bombrush: known to collect debts with sexual actions."
He barked out a laugh. "Oh come now, Soundwave. You think I brought you back to life for you to be in my debt so that I could collect your debt in the form of interfacing? I'm not a rapist. What kind of a mech do you think I am?"
"Lecherous." Soundwave pushed pass him and then turned to look at him, still glaring at the much taller mech. "Soundwave: not a fool and will never trust Bombrush."
"So that's it," Bombrush said, folding his arms across his chassis. "You won't believe me when I say I just wanted you alive and not dead and you think I'm just out to rape you."
He said nothing and continued to glare.
He laughed harshly. "Fine. Think what you will, but remember Soundwave – if I had only wanted you as an easy frag, I would've jumped and raped you a long time ago." Then he turned away from the younger mech and waved his servo at him as he looked over the control panels of the Nemesis. "Now return to your duties and go."
Soundwave left without another word and as soon as Bombrush was certain he was alone, he slammed his clenched servo down on a stack of datapads, cracking them and having them fall to the floor, where they shattered on impact.
The elder mech just simply could not believe his audio receptors. Even after all of this time, Soundwave still didn't trust him. For Vorns – ever since they had met during the war – Bombrush had wanted him. Of course, over the course of time, the feelings had grown from just desire to love.
Soundwave was just too perfect. He was intelligent, hard-working, a beauty, and he wasn't doing anything for anyone's attention. He was just doing his job and he was doing it perfectly. Sure, other Cons would say he was boring and emotionless, also calling him cruel and plain evil. Yet, they had no right to judge. They were just as corrupted as they believed Soundwave was. Bombrush knew different though. He had seen the Decepticon with his creations. He was harsh, but he was caring toward them in his own way. They were his life as he was theirs.
Bombrush fell in love with that kind of mech, but Soundwave seemed to want to have nothing to do with him and just did not trust him, even after all this time and what they had gone through. Why he was resisting him so much was unknown, but it did hurt. Yet he endured it because he loved the communications officer and was always willing to forgive him and try again.
Still, nothing had changed. Even after bringing him back from the dead, Soundwave still did not like him, though he seemed to have developed a grudging respect for him as he had kept the remaining Cons unified and was bringing back all those who had fallen. It was something, but at the same time, it was nothing.
Bombrush huffed and growled to himself, "Just you wait Soundwave. This time, I will make you mine."
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Well, this was fun writing. I like writing about these two so much... It makes me happy.
And if you wanna read my TF4 story... It's here: [link]
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Well, this was fun writing. I like writing about these two so much... It makes me happy.
And if you wanna read my TF4 story... It's here: [link]
Yes. Shameless advertising. Deal with it. :/
Transformers @ Hasbro
Bombrush @ Me
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Hooray for more shameless lovin for the Bombrush/Soundwave ship.
If it's not too spoilerish, will Soundwave ever feel anything besides grudging respect and disgust for Bombrush?
If it's not too spoilerish, will Soundwave ever feel anything besides grudging respect and disgust for Bombrush?