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Rarepair Hell

Summary:

It's lonely out here, in rarepair hell. (Aka if you ship any ship that isn't Drakepad.)

All tagged ships are or will be written. Each chapter has more specific warnings in the description, so only read what you like, you know the drill.
POV is the person first mentioned.

Notes:

If there's something you want to see, comment below and I'll see what I can do. Keep it in the spirit of the tags. :D

Chapter 1: Liquidator/Megavolt - Fluff

Summary:

Ship: Liquidator/Megavolt

Warnings: None, maybe too cute to handle idk

Summary: Megs and Bud attempt a kiss.

Chapter Text

"Do you really think we should do this?”

Bud had to admit he must not be making the most tantalising sight, half plastic as he was now.
But wording it like that? That went a bit too far in the direction of being the only one having any fun, for his comfort.
And contrary to popular belief, that idea filled him with dread rather than indifference, thank you very much.

It must've shown on his face, despite how carefully he usually crafted his expressions, because the other amended, "I mean, what if this doesn't work? Not that I don't want to."

"Worrywart," was then tacked on, mumbled (or rather grumbled) but loud enough for watery ears to catch.

Well, he'd never had that one said about him before, but he'd take it!

"Where's your sense of adventure, Megavolt?" he teased, delighting in the start of an agitated blush staining the non-mutant under him.
"Or should I say Sparky? 9 of 10 would agree that nickname suits you."

He anticipated the explosion, but it was still a relief to see the sparks bouncing off his surface harmlessly. Megavolt's adorably wide eyes showed he felt the same.

"See? Just like I said. Perfectly safe."

That seemed to do the trick, his companion sunk back into the soft cushions of their hideout's couch, with a relieved sigh, the last of his tension melting away.

Bud could relate. They were hazards to each other, not only in battle.

He longed to close the distance, but he would wait, until the okay had been clearly given. Not forever, but a little longer still.

For the moment, he just hovered above him, his form stretched to minimize incidents, should he lose control over some of his molecules.

Megavolt didn't appear delicate, but time and experience working together had taught him much about their companion. And his brilliant, if fragile, mind.

Then, as he did so often, Megs surprised him, by sitting up and boldly taking the initiative.

He let him, intrigued, feeling his water under the plastic begin to bubble, at the forcefulness the skinny villain was displaying.

They ended up wrapped around each other, despite all cautionary measures, and Bud thought it would be fully worth the risk, to not miss out on any second of this experience.