duplicate lost light
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Gimme Gimme by maximealist
Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types, The Transformers (IDW Generation One)
12 Sep 2019
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One lonely night at Swerve's, Rodimus finds himself an unlikely companion.
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Falling Stars by CinnamonnyBunny
Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types, The Transformers (IDW Generation One)
20 May 2022
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Drift's visions have yet to steer him wrong... and now, where he feels he should finally be safe, a new danger rears its head to threaten the happiness he's fought so hard to find.
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- Part 1 of Lost Light Part Two
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Dratchetparty 2020 by CinnamonJay (CinnamonnyBunny)
Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types, The Transformers (IDW Generation One)
15 Mar 2020
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A series of short Dratchet fics written in response to DratchetParty's prompts for this week.
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Last Caress by DSK1138
Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types, The Transformers (IDW Generation One)
21 Mar 2021
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On the duplicate Lost Light, Drift and Ratchet share a tender moment while awaiting their impending death.
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- Part 1 of Dratchet Party March 2021
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A "miner" inconvenience by Nimenhao
Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types, The Transformers (IDW Generation One)
16 Apr 2022
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“Okay, and you know that how?”
“Oh, Megatron's my carrier” Misfire said as he popped another goodie into his mouth.
“HE WHAT”
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They were going to be fine. He had the antidote. They had help just a few floors down. The DJD were most likely not even on the planet. They would be up and out of there in no time and he would personally make sure they never touched down on this frozen slag-pit planet again.
But Drift’s mind was elsewhere. Somewhere terrifying it would seem. And no assurances Ratchet could offer would help him at this point. Except one.
One he had no intention of following through.
“...Okay.”
He accepted the sword and set it down beside him.
“I promise.”