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Heatwave is torn apart. They all are, but as the most aggressively protective of the Rescue Bots, he shows it the most violently. Throughout the entire time Mic is in the hospital, he spends his time either on patrol or beating the hell out of the metal training log, furious at himself for not being fast enough and furious at the world for putting her in that situation. Mic was so bright and full of life. She looked so small when Chase lifted her bleeding body out of the rubble. He turns his worry, fear, and despair into inconsolable wrath because it’s the only way he knows how to cope. It’s the only way he knows how to protect himself from pain. He’s lost loved ones before, and he doesn’t know what he’ll do if he loses the little human that’s like his daughter. That he’d gladly die for. It should have been him.

Chase is numb. The shock should have worn off by now, but it hasn’t. His servos still twitch and clench as if he can still feel the tiny warm body cradled in them and see the red liquid spattering his fingertips. He doesn’t sleep, doesn’t stop working, because of he does his mind will wander. He’ll see how pale and still she was and wonder if her eyes would ever open again. Whenever Chief orders him to rest, which he does - “You need to rest, partner, you won’t be able to function if you don’t” - he replays the accident over and over and over again in his head, visualizing how it could have gone better… and how it could have gone worse. Could he have gotten there quicker and saved her? Could he have held the ceiling up? What if she hadn’t gotten Chief out of the way and they had both been hurt? What that ceiling beam had fallen at a different angle and crushed her spine? The questions spiral endlessly, and all Chase can do is wait for news while worry ruthlessly clenches his spark like a vice.

Blades is distraught. He has always been the most anxious ‘Bot on the team. He follows Chief around constantly, asking questions rapid fire whenever the older human gets a call - Was that the hospital? Is she okay? Is she going to live? When is Mic coming home? - to the point where he worries Chief is two seconds from kicking him out of the firehouse. But he can’t help it. He paces around constantly, unable to sit still, unable to stop moving due to nerves. It’s horrible to have to wait, so he tries to occupy his mind. Would Mic like a welcome home party when she gets back, or will she be too tired? Will she be the same? Will she recover? He wants to see her again - see her smile, make her laugh with his (usually poorly timed) pop culture references - but they don’t know when Mic is coming home yet. Humans are so fragile compared to Cybertronians, and while he knows Mic is strong, he worries that irreparable damage was done. He worries she might not come home at all.

Boulder watches the others, human and Cybertronian alike. He’s always been the rock of the team, always coped with traumatic situations the best. He was a construction bot in Kaon before he was a Rescue Bot, so he’s seen his fair share of hell. Heatwave lashes out when he’s hurting, Chase shuts down, and Blades can’t sit still. Boulder developed healthy coping tactics. So he tries to help the others, tries to drag them away from their vices. But sometimes, when he’s soothing himself - painting, or calmly and logically negating anxious thoughts - he remembers how Mic’s breath faltered and how she barely opened her eyes even as Dani lifted her into Blades to rush her to the hospital. The paintbrush falters, and his throat burns. But Boulder keeps forging ahead, trying to keep the others from spinning out of control, because he has to. He’s their rock, and if he’s not doing it for them, he’s doing it for Mic. She wouldn’t want them to fall apart like this. But how can one not fall apart when someone they love so dearly is so badly hurt?

Here ya go! Some freshly served Rescue Bots angst :D - Leaf

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FUCKING SOBBING MY PALS

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Entity (Imaginary Friend oc) brought me to the back rooms today and let me tell you it Was AN EXPERIENCE :)

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A nurse was wheeling Mic out of the hospital in a wheelchair. She pushed her through some doors, and bright sunlight hit her eyes for what felt like the first time in weeks. Instantly, five people rushed towards her, slowing as they reached her and offering gentle hugs. Kade clearly wanted to hug her until she felt like her spine was going to break, but knew he would hurt her if he did. Dani and Cody were crying a little bit and holding her hands. Graham was holding her shoulders from behind and sniffling audibly. And then, Chief knelt down in front of the wheelchair to wrap her in a warm, gentle embrace.

“Hey there, kiddo,” Chief’s voice sounded thicker than usual. “How’re you feeling?”

“Like a building fell on me,” Mic smiled, sniffling a little and feeling a choked up herself.

Chief stood up and took a step back, placing his hands on her shoulders and looking her in the eyes with a serious expression. “Don’t you ever do that again.”

“Dad-“

“No. Sweetheart, I understand why you did what you did, but…” Chief ran a hand down his face. His eyes were slightly red, and there were dark circles under them. “I’m an old man. I’ve lived an incredible life. You are a young, bright kid with her whole life ahead of her. If you had died in that rubble, I- I don’t know what I’d do.”

“I couldn’t just let you get hurt,” Mic murmured. She remembered what had happened all too clearly- the way the building shook, they way her father’s eyes had widened when he saw what was going to happen, the awful terror of knowing that he couldn’t get out of the way in time and she needed to do something-

“I know,” Chief sighed, squeezing her shoulders. “I know. But please, promise me you won’t ever do that again.” She nodded and leaned forwards and hugged him tightly. Chief hugged her back, and held her until she let go. “Now, let’s go home, huh? The Bots are gonna be over the moon.”

Chief circled around behind her to start pushing the wheelchair while her siblings walked beside her. “Heard you broke your ribs. How’s that feel?” Kade asked.

“Not great,” she winced. “It’s a lot better, but it hurts to breathe.”

Kade ruffled her hair and messed it up. “Yeah, broken ribs suuuuck. Tell you what, once we get out of here me and Heatwave will get you some ice cream.”

“Sounds great!”

“Bet you’re glad to be out of the hospital, huh?” Graham asked.

“Oh yeah. There’s nothing good on TV, and the food sucks.” Her siblings laughed at the way she scrunched up her face.

“Don’t think you’re out of the woods yet, you’re gonna be on bed rest for quite some time,” Dani remarked. “And I’ll be watching you personally to make sure you don’t try and get out of it!” Mic groaned - everyone in the Burns family hated bed rest. It mean not being in the action, and usually that meant a lot of boredom.

“It’s okay Mic!” Cody said brightly, patting her hand. “You can watch from the firehouse with me!” He suddenly looked more sad, but also relieved. “It will be really nice to have you back.”

Then, they pushed open the doors and wheeled her out into the parking lot. Instantly, four gargantuan robots bounded across it, clearing the entire thing in only a couple strides. “Mic!” Blades cried, immediately throwing himself down on his belly in front of the wheelchair to reach her level. Large beads of coolant were sliding down his face as he wrapped his servos gently around the back of the chair. “We missed you so much, and we were so worried, and-“

Mic wrapped her arms around his neck. “It’s okay, Blades” she croaked, tears stinging her eyes. “I’m right here.” Blades hiccuped a couple of times and stroked her hair. After a few minutes of checking on her, and asking if she wanted a party, the helicopter bot moved back so that Boulder could kneel down and reach her. “That was incredibly brave,” he murmured, taking her hands in one of his massive ones. “Reckless, but brave.”

“I think it should go without asking that you should never, ever do that again,” Chase said, kneeling down next to her. His hand curled around her spine, and she felt his digits reflexively seek her pulse on her back as if reassuring himself that she was alive. “Although that building defied every single building code in the book,” he huffed. “I counted.”

Mic chuckled and gave them both a hug, receiving careful and tentative hugs in return. She turned her head and looked up and the final bot. Heatwave’s face was unreadable, but his arms were crossed tightly and his shoulders were just about the most tense she had ever seen them. “Heatwave?” she asked in a small voice. Was he mad at her?

The firebot finally knelt down, optics sweeping over and checking for injuries. Then, he reached out his servo tentatively, pulling it back after a few seconds like he was afraid he would hurt her. He swallowed hard - “Mic-“ he tried to say, but his voice broke slightly mid-sentence. She leaned forwards and wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling her own tears spill over. Heatwave wasn’t angry- he was worried about her, so worried in fact that it had moved him to tears. And Heatwave wasn’t exactly the best at processing his emotions, so he tended to bottle things up and pretend he didn’t feel them.

His servos cupped around her, and a massive chin settled atop her head gently. She noticed his knuckles were torn and crusted with energon. “I’m right here,” she sobbed, surprised at the rush of emotion.

“Please don’t ever do that again,” Heatwave whispered hoarsely, rubbing her back. “We’ve already lost so much. I couldn’t bear to lose a sparkling.”

Mic pulled back and looked up at him in shock. From spending time with the Bots, she knew that a sparkling was a Cybertronian child. And that meant that Heatwave considered her his child. The massive red bot paused, seeming to register what he had just said. Then, he sucked up his pride, ignored the little voice in his head that told him to pretend to be indifferent, leaned forwards, and put his forehead against Mic’s. “I can’t lose you, kid. I love ya too much.”

She nodded and smiled, hugging him tighter. All the other Bots crowded around to give her more head-pats and hugs until Chief waved them back long enough for Blades to transform to his alt-mode. Her dad - one of her five dads, that is - lifted her out of the wheelchair and carried her into Blade’s cockpit, where Dani joined them. It jarred her ribs a little, but she gritted her teeth against it. Kade was approaching Heatwave, but turned to look at her.

“Gonna go get you some ice cream now! Mind if I get some for everybody?” He yelled. Mic nodded, and then looked up as Heatwave pulled a face.

Help me, he mouthed. It’s gonna melt and go everywhere!

Mic giggled. Good luck, Dad she mouthed back.

Heatwave looked playfully annoyed at first, but his face morphed into shock and then helpless joy as he processed what she had said. Blade’s canopy closed, and Mic waved at the rest of the Bots as they lifted off the ground. She was happy to be home.

(Sorry for not adding more dad and daughter fluff with the other Bots. I kinda ended up fixating on Heatwave bottling up his emotions and I kinda figured he’d be the last one to tell Mic he considered her his kid because he hates talking about feelings. Either way, enjoy the fluff to counteract the angst! -Leaf)

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HERE IT IS… this year’s special birthday bee and dee friendship comic! 

i wanted to make a short comic that focused on the sadder aspects of bumblebee’s character for a change. and that looked at the more optimistic/childish aspects of donnie’s character that are often ignored by fans. 

thank you for all the support everyone has given me this past year, i really appreciate your enthusiasm for my content. 💖💜💙💛💚

Just saw Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles mutant mayhem and I freaking love it. I also got the Pins 💙🧡💜❤️💚🩷

Yes, tmnt and Transformers is gonna be my mood for the rest of my life

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He believes in you, and me too

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Is it okay to ask for once upon a witch light group hugs please, also your art is amazing 😃

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Here you go :)

Bumblebee comforting Mic moments

-💖💛Mic’s Fear - the one thing she were most afraid of was being alone. "Getting taken away from you - you guys - is the big one." Bee - "Mic, y'know I won't let that happen. Sure, I'm young and stupid, and I don't always take everything so seriously, and I crack a lot of stupid jokes, but I will always be there for you when you need me." "You'll never be alone."

-💖💛 “From now on, I'll be your family. We all will. No matter what." "No matter what, I'Il try to make you smile."He lead you back out so you could talk to everyone else. They understood and let you into their lives. You had a family. One that cared for you more than anyone you've ever known, and you were happy here. With your family. With the Autobots and Sari. With Bumblebee.

-💖💛 "It's nice to see your smile again, Mic," Prowl said. "It is," Optimus said. "Are you doing ok?" "You know what?" "I am, I have a great new family with me now." Everyone smiled. "Thank you so much for everything, guys." "It's no problem, Mic. No problem at all." Bumblebee said. "You're a really sweet Bot, Bumblebee." He placed a servo around you. "You're a sweet girl, Mic, "Never change." "Don't worry Bee. I won't."

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