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[fic] Night Terrors
5 March 2019 13:53Title: Night Terrors
Fandom: Transformers
Characters/Pairing: Smokescreen, Ratchet, Smokescreen/Ratchet
Rating: M
Summary: Smokescreen wakes from a very bad defrag that ends up dragging up something from his past that he does not want to remember or talk about.
Warning: Mentions of past non-con, PTSD, Panic Attack, verbal abuse.
Author’s Note: An LJ user (@bamshee) posted a prompt in January of 2016 that I just couldn’t help but fall in love with: “Fav trope: Severely traumatised Character A waking from a nightmare in Character B’s arms. Character B consoling and comforting panicky and upset Character A. Character A clinging to Character B. Character B cuddles Character A through a long, sleepless night.”
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Ratchet had always recharged lightly. Even before his time as an intern he would online at the slightest sound. It was a habit that served him well in his personal life as well as with the Autobots. He didn’t want to think of the number of times the Terror Twins tried to break into his quarters to “cheer him up” after a particularly bad battle. Waking up at the slightest sound always helped in not getting surprised on those nights.
It was the soft moan that brought him out of recharge.
“Smokey?” Ratchet asked as he propped himself up on one elbow.
The Praxian had rolled onto his back, pressing his doors uncomfortably into the padding of the berth. His face was twisted in what could only be described as pain and pleasure all in one. He moaned again, arching up into an invisible touch, but his face was a mask of pain and fear.
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Fandom: Transformers
Characters/Pairing: Smokescreen, Ratchet, Smokescreen/Ratchet
Rating: M
Summary: Smokescreen wakes from a very bad defrag that ends up dragging up something from his past that he does not want to remember or talk about.
Warning: Mentions of past non-con, PTSD, Panic Attack, verbal abuse.
Author’s Note: An LJ user (@bamshee) posted a prompt in January of 2016 that I just couldn’t help but fall in love with: “Fav trope: Severely traumatised Character A waking from a nightmare in Character B’s arms. Character B consoling and comforting panicky and upset Character A. Character A clinging to Character B. Character B cuddles Character A through a long, sleepless night.”
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Ratchet had always recharged lightly. Even before his time as an intern he would online at the slightest sound. It was a habit that served him well in his personal life as well as with the Autobots. He didn’t want to think of the number of times the Terror Twins tried to break into his quarters to “cheer him up” after a particularly bad battle. Waking up at the slightest sound always helped in not getting surprised on those nights.
It was the soft moan that brought him out of recharge.
“Smokey?” Ratchet asked as he propped himself up on one elbow.
The Praxian had rolled onto his back, pressing his doors uncomfortably into the padding of the berth. His face was twisted in what could only be described as pain and pleasure all in one. He moaned again, arching up into an invisible touch, but his face was a mask of pain and fear.
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