Introducing KOBD ( and Wildbreak) into Thorns and Thrones AU!!
These two play the part of Rescuers to both Sir Orion and Megatronus at a turning point in their quest!
I’m thinking KOBD are the ones who come across them after this scuffle in the snow gone wrong >:]
Knockout and Breakdown are currently lone travelers on a journey off to the Dinobot Isles! The couple ventured out of the desolate, ever-increasing decay of Decepticon lands in a hurry to secure a stable future for their adorable new addition.
With the re-entering strict Autobot lands clearly not presenting itself to be a safe option to settle down, these two, with their little one in tow, have been making the lengthy journey to the coastlines.
Allies anxiously await their arrival—both in determination to seeing their old friends safe, as well as being in great need of their skills as both healers and warriors.
Trouble is stirring in the cavernous mountains that aid in the sustainment of the Isles. Those who have ventured up for recourses are returning with fewer numbers, strange wounds, and even stranger stories of the web-wielding demon supposedly responsible.
Knockout and Breakdown are off to offer their help in exchange for a place to call home—but first they have to figure out what the hell an Autobot and LORD MEGATRON-!?!? are doing all the way out HERE??
Perhaps after Optimus (ohhh that’s his name!) and Megatron (whoops! merc cover blown) get patched up, their rescuers and new friends made in the Isles will wrangle them into an adventure in the mountains—for for Primus’ sake get them some new gear!!!
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#7.1 Silent conversation
Every muscle in his body was sore, and the rocky ground that he laid on didn't make it any better. Grace knew he had at least three fractured ribs, given that his power was partially sealed by the floor administrator itself. But he had won the fight against Ren, the test that Hansung set up specifically for him. Now he was officially part of FUG, and done with the second floor.
If anything, the pain was actually grounding. Given that he had to participate in a war, this amount was close to nothing, just a mild inconvenience because he didn't have the power to quickly heal.
Light footsteps were the only warning he got that someone was approaching, and he felt an immeasurable amount of relief when he sensed who it was from the shinsu signature.
Grace tilted his head a little and smiled when he saw Agni. His heart swelled when his partner kneeled next to him and began tracing his face with rough fingertips. His cheek ached when Agni tenderly traced over it — there must be a bruise there. The hand lingered, Agni's icy palm against his skin acting like a cold compress. It felt really nice.
God, he missed him so bad. The pocket call didn't feel anywhere as close to witnessing the real person himself, tangible and alive.
Grace knew his voice would waver were he to speak anything at the moment, especially when Agni also looked like he wanted to cry himself. So they just drank in the sight of each other, gentle touches reminding them that they were not alone, and it was alright. Grace didn't need Agni to say anything to understand what he was feeling, or what he couldn't say out loud. After all, this wasn't the first time they had a silent conversation.
Grace double tapped Agni's knee and lightly squeezed it. 'I'm here, I got you'.
Agni's eyes widened slightly before softening, his gaze no longer distant. The corner of his lips slightly pulled upwards and the lines between his brows ceased. He returned the gesture by double tapping Grace's palm and squeezing his wrist.
Grace caressed the knee with his thumb, 'are you alright?'
Agni shrugged, but he gave him a reassuring smile. 'I don't know, but I will be'.
Agni reached for his lighthouse and pulled out a bandaid from the first aid kit that he had always brought ever since he lost his healing sweetfish. Grace had long known that Agni had a habit of keeping his hands busy whenever he needed to gather his thoughts, so he let Agni clean every small cut on his exposed skin and wrap them with a bandaid. Agni frowned when he reached Grace’s chest, which most likely had a bad bruise on it, but didn't say anything else and left it be.
After he was done, Agni drew a circle on Grace's palm. Sometimes it meant 'what's on your mind?' and other times it meant 'distract me', but either way, Agni wanted him to talk. He could refuse, of course, but Agni had read him like a book. He was thinking of something before Agni came, after all, being left alone in this cave with his thoughts.
So Grace patted the ground next to him and Agni laid down, shoulders touching and hands intertwined. Grace cleared his throat to test the waters, making sure his voice wouldn't crack.
"This place is nostalgic for me. I used to lay on the hard rocky ground and stare at the ceiling for a long time. It was cold, dark and humid, nothing like the bed we usually sleep on and nothing to see up above. But it was peaceful. Just me existing without needing to think of anything. It got me thinking. . .what would have happened if I didn't come to the tower? Every scar, every death, every loss. . .is it worth it? You always came to my mind then, and I know I would rather have this than being alone in that place."
Agni squeezed his hand, "My life would be meaningless if I never met you. I climbed the tower to find something worth struggling for. And here I am, with you. Even if I have to experience every scar, every death, and every loss all over again, as long as you're here. . .I’d say it's worth it."
Grace brought their intertwined hands closer to his lips and kissed the back of Agni's hand. It meant either 'thank you' or 'I love you'. He didn't need to turn around to know that Agni was blushing.
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My internal conversation with Alabaster:
Me: I've decided I will write about you.
Al: No.
Me: What? Why not?
Al: No.
Me: You have to give me a longer answer than that.
Al: Nooooooooo.
Me: ... You know what? I'll make you suffer. How about that?
Al: This! This is why I said no.
Me: Huh?
Al: You make the characters you like suffer!
Me: It’s perfectly normal! Besides, I don't always make them suffer.
Percy: (coughs) (just had his soul almost torn to shreds in the recent chapter)
Jason: ...
Me: Canonically, you're dead.
Jason: If you're going to continue making me suffer, maybe I should stay that way.
Me: Don't tempt me, Superman.
Al: See? They're proof of your 'love'! Don't get me started on Nico-
Me: Oh, please! Uncle Rick did the damage before everyone else-
Al: You could stop it in your stories.
Me: But suffering is a small part of character growth!
Al: Yeah. Ok. No. Don't write about me. I don't want to be 'loved' by you.
Me: You want to be loved by Nico though.
Al: ...
Percy: ...
Jason: ...
Me: Heh.
Me: Didn't Percy hug Nico in the recent one?
Percy: Well... 👀
Me: And Jason, didn't Nico hug you that one time?
Jason: Well... 👀
Percy: What? Since when?
Me: It's not yet written, but he knows it's in the drafts.
Al: Those are just morsels. I'm no beggar. Besides, you're biased towards that primordial.
Me: Well, he is my pairing with Nico-
Al: So why should I suffer?
Me: (sighs) Fine. I guess you don't want to share a special bond with Nico then.
Al: ...
Me: And you don't want to occasionally hold his hand.
Al: ...
Me: And you can forget about embracing him-
Percy: If he doesn't want it, I volunteer as tribute! How much suffering are we talking about in exchange?
Jason: Hey, you had your turn! Queue up again!
Me: One at a time, boys. You'll get your Nico times.
Al: ...
Me: (smiles innocently)
Al: ... Fine, you devil woman-!
Me: (cries) You will be my best masterpiece yet, my empty canvas!
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