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GAMMA STANDING UP TO SENTINEL

When the Elite Guard rolls up on earth and Sentinel whirls his big chin towards our local autobots. He refers to Bumblebee as 2.0 not realizing that the bot he bullied was actually the little pink one with swords on their back.

As I’m writing this out I’m stuck thinking on what would be better, Sentinel trying and failing to ‘assert power’ over Gamma who used to work for him. From deliberately referring to them as 2.0 and ordering for them to do menial tasks only for them to completely rebuke that, only answering to Gamma and refusing to follow his orders. “I am a Prime and you will follow my orders!” “I answer to A prime. Not you”

Both Optimus and Gamma immediately retreat into themselves and try not to cause too much problems with Sentinel and aren't really able to stand up for themselves BUT ARE TOTALLY WILLING TO STAND UP FOR THE OTHER

Sentinel - And why the hell should I listen to some academy wash out

Bulkhead - Gamma no

Gamma pulling out their swords - Gamma yes

Sentinel - 2.0! You’re a maintenance bot aren't you! Well fix this damn consol already!

Optimus about to unleash years of frustration with the verbal backlashing of the century - hey Gamma. How about you wait outside for a moment

So dealer's choice on the Sentinel confrontation, all I truly ask is that Bumblebee and Prowl are in the background in the background looking like their plotting on jumping sentinel in a back alley.

I chose the second idea for this.

Hope you enjoy!

Gamma and Optimus stand up to Sentinel

SFW, Platonic, Familial, Hinted romance, Cybertronain reader

TFA

The Elite Guard had decided to show up on Earth.

Most of the bots were nervous about the arrival of the Guard.

Everyone shows up and pays their respects.

Bee, Bulk, and gamma hope that Sentinel doesn’t recognize them.

Gamma doesn’t like the comments Sentinel makes to Optimus.

Sure, they don’t know the two Prime’s past… but some of these things are taking too far!

“You would know all about failure and ‘accidents’ wouldn’t you Optimus.”--Sentinel

Gamma steps in between both Primes.

“Sentinel sir, with all due respect, that was unnecessary and rude.”--Gamma

“You don’t know Optimus like I do pipsqueak. He’s a walking malfunction. Now get back in line with the others.”--Sentinel

Gamma’s servos brush against their swords and stands their ground firmly.

“No.”--Gamma

Optimus places a servo on their shoulder.

“Can you go back with the others?”--Optimus

Gamma sighs and but walks to Optimus’s side instead.

Bee and Bulkhead’s optics go wide in surprise.

Optimus in slight horror.

Ratchet has a smug look.

And Prowl is in love.

Meanwhile Sentinel’s crew has now gained some respect for the small pink and yellow bot.

“What’s your designation?”--Sentinel

“Gamma, sir.”--Gamma

“Gamma? Never heard a defected name like yours.”--Sentinel

“Hey, that’s my twin you’re talking to!”—Bumblebee

Gamma mentally facepalms.

“Bumblebee stand down.”--Optimus

“Bumblebee? But then that makes you… oh! HAHAHAHAHA!”--Sentinel

Gamma has a bad feeling about what’s going to happen.

“Oh, this is precious! You think that some paint and a new name is going to hide what you are 2.0.”--Sentinel

Gamma stiffens as the taller bot walks closer.

“You’re just a lowly maintenance bot who couldn’t even fix the back panel of a trash bot, but since you’re here…”--Sentinel

Sentinel tosses them a broom and dumps a dustpan on their pedes.

“You can make yourself useful for once and clean this up.”—Sentinel

Team Prime is ready to take a swing at Sentinel.

Optimus steps in front of Sentinel.

“I don’t appreciate you doing that to my teammate Sentinel.”--Optimus

“2.0 needs to do their job—”--Sentinel

“Their name is Gamma! And I suggest we take this outside Sentinel.”--Optimus

“Listen Optimus, I—”--Sentinel

BEEP!

“That’s the Decepticon alarm.”--Jazz

“Autobot’s roll out!”--Optimus

After the call, Gamma does take Optimus aside and thanks him for standing up for them.

Optimus does the same while patting their helm.

That’s when the pair realize that they haven’t seen Bumblebee or Prowl in a while.

Surely, the two would find their way back to the Plant by themselves.

Meanwhile…

Sentinel was returning to the ship when a giant bucket filled with mud, glitter, and paint.

His screaming was caught on a hidden camera that Prowl had planted.

Bee and Prowl fist bump each other from the top of a nearby building.

Their vengeance had been satisfied for now.

#transformers x reader #maccadam #bot buddy #tfa x platonic reader #tfa x reader #gamma

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Ophelia and The Orc

writer's block has been hitting me hard and i kind of forgot i created this tumblr but thank you everyone for the comments, reblogs and likes they honestly make me feel like im doing something right <3

Literotica summary: Ophelia gets eaten by an orc

Critiques are very much appreciated

2.8k , orc x female reader

Ophelia watches with big round eyes, her stomach twists and her cheeks heat at the offensive sight. Betsy was a good woman, a good wife and yet here she was on her hands and knees being…savaged by an orc.

She felt sick–betrayed. How could Betsy do this to her husband? To herself? She had children for god’s sake!

The sick sounds of her vulgar moans filled Ophelia’s ears as she watched her breasts sway from being pummeled into so viciously. Poor innocent Ophelia was aghast, she couldn’t possibly understand why anyone would want to be victimized in such a way. To get pleasure from it. It was…sinful!

Just before she could run off, she suddenly was grasped about the waist–a hand covering her mouth when she shrieked in muffled surprise and terror.

“Mmph!” she struggled against her attacker but it–no–he was far too strong. She looked up, the back of her head hitting the creature’s chest. An orc. A real one. Right in front of her face. Touching her.

It–he, smiled at her. Ophelia mistook it for baring his large sharp teeth at her. She stared at his pointed tusks in horror. She struggled further and he chuckled.

“Easy.” he rumbled, low and dark.

He was huge–bulky and big. Everything about him screamed inhuman. His green skin. Pierced pointed ears and black eyes. Ophelia felt faint.

Betsy let out another groan from behind the two of them and the orc’s ears twitched. He looked over at the sight and a small grunt escaped his lips, he looked back down at Ophelia. ��Are you next?” he asks slightly smirking.

Ophelia’s eyes widened even further, practically bulging out of her sockets. She shook her head furiously.

“Hm..” he hummed, removed his hand from her mouth then stroked her bottom lip with his thumb. “Shame.”

She gulps. Shame?

Ophelia looks the orc up and down once again. She really looked at him and…there was a certain attractiveness about this orc. His strong jaw, sharp nose, and strong brow–it was all an approximation of a human man. He was just so…masculine, everything about him screamed male, and that both captivated and repulsed Ophelia.

There was also the fact that he was well-groomed. Which shocked her. She had been told all her life that orcs were dirty senseless animals that only knew violence. But here she was, safe and sound (at least he hadn’t proved to be violent yet) next to an orc that smelled like pine. Her cheeks flushed pink.

The orc seemed to know exactly what Ophelia was thinking because his smile grew wider and he cupped her chin–Ophelia’s lip quivered.

“Are you sure?” he murmurs, “Aren’t you curious, small one?” he baited–knowing full well that of course Ophelia was curious. Not about that–well, okay, not just about that. But it was a little hard not to think of that when she could still hear the dirty sounds echoing through the forest. They were getting louder, she could hear the orc that Betsy was with starting to make his own perverted noises.

“I-I…” she shook her head, “No…I…” her mouth felt like it was full of cotton. She was so overwhelmed with what was going on in front of her and what was going on behind her.

Her lack of answer didn’t seem to deter the orc but fueled him further as he moved closer into her space. Backing her up against a tree. “No?” he mocked gently, “You lie, badly,” he murmured, leaning downwards and Ophelia thought for a moment he was going to kiss her but instead he lowered his head down and traced his nose against her jaw, inhaling deeply then letting out another rumble deep from his chest.

He was smelling her. Not only that but she jumped when she felt the wet warmth of his tongue follow after. Tasting her skin, she shuddered. Was he going to eat her?

The orc began to nibble slightly on her ear lobe and Ophelia squeaked in alarm, “Please don’t eat me!”

He pulled back quickly, looking at her face–seemingly searching her eyes to see if she was being serious. She was. He chuckled heartily, seemingly uncaring about the fact that there was a copulating couple just a few feet away from them.

“Eat you?” he asked, “Why would I do that?” his words seemed genuine but then again there was a certain hunger in his eye that made Ophelia nervous. Then there was the bit about licking her and the sniffing and…it was all making her rather flushed, her thighs rubbed together under her nightdress and she felt a strange wetness.

“Stop it.” she whimpers. “You’re an orc.”

“I am.”

“Orcs eat people.”

He raises a brow, “people?”

“Women. They go missing and then…” She looks at him expectantly, and then Ophelia hears another guttural moan from behind and her nose crinkles. The orc laughs smoothly. “Why are you even here?” she asks accusingly. Was he planning to do that to Betsy too? Were they going to take turns? She shudders at the idea.

He shrugs. “Keeping watch.”

“Keeping watch?” she says in disgust, “You’re voyeurs?” he looks amused but shakes his head.

“Some orcs are, but I’m keeping watch for soldiers.”

“Why would you do that?” What business would a soldier have here? They didn’t seek out orcs, they protected the village.

His face darkens slightly but he shrugs, “It is not safe. There is danger.” Ophelia scoffed. Of course, there was danger. He was the danger. She turns her face away from his but that dark look fades from his face back into an easy smile and he forces her to look at him with a gentle hand. “Why are you out here?” he asks in return. “Are you a voyeur?”

Ophelia’s face heats. “No!” she huffs, “I’m…I just…saw..I was making sure…I..” her words trip up and she looks at him guiltily. “It’s like you said, there’s danger in these woods. I wanted to make sure Betsy–” moans, and Ophelia scowls. “I just wanted to make sure she was alright.” she nudges her chin in Betsy’s direction.

“I’d say she’s more than alright.” the orc smirks.

She gasps, “You’re perverse!”

“Yes.” He smiles, “But you like that,” he rumbles, getting even closer to her space. “You smell delicious,” The orc says and Ophelia shudders. “You smell aroused.”

“W-well I’m not.” she holds her hand out, a gesture for him not to come any closer but he doesn’t listen. She shivers again when he palm touches his muscular chest. He grins down at her. “I’m engaged,” she says, and he gently grasps her wrist which makes her bite her lip at the feeling of his warmth seeping into her skin.

He kisses her fingertips, then, sucks down on one of her fingers. Ophelia watches with a dropped mouth as he removes her engagement ring, swallowing it.

“Not anymore,” he says raspily.

“You can’t just–!” she gapes at the orc. What would she tell Michael? How would she ever explain losing her engagement ring? “Why did you do that!” she asks furiously. Though the orc didn’t seem phased by her anger at all, in fact, he seemed amused by it – if the twitch of the corner of his mouth was anything to go by.

Suddenly, he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling them chest to chest. Ophelia gasped in outrage but the orc just smiled at her. “I can do whatever I want.” he purrs, “this is my forest, small one.”

Ophelia’s cheeks heat and her heart races as the orc begins to massage her hips.

“S-stop it!” she demands, trying to pull away but stuck within his grasp. “You fiend!” she hisses.

“Come with me…” the orc offers, “and I will show you a pleasure you have never felt before.” he coaxed. The offer disgusted Ophelia. She would never! She was a good girl. A godly woman and soon-to-be wife! The only man she belonged to was Michael and she wouldn’t let an orc spoil her body before her wedding or ever for that matter.

But as he crowded against her and took her chin gently between his fingers… Ophelia felt a heat build in her belly.

“No…” she whispered, “No.”

“Shh…” the orc hushed, murmuring in her ear. “Relax.”

His face came closer and closer to hers–his lips, hovering just over her own.

“Stop,” she begged.

So gently, he grazed his lips over Ophelia’s and she whimpered. Her legs going weak. She stupidly chased after his mouth as he pulled back and that was when the Orc had known he’d won.

“Stupid orc…” she murmurs, “You’re a no good…no good..” The curse came out of her mouth almost inaudibly and the orc only chuckled in response.

“Garrek.”

“What?”

“That’s my name small one, Garrek. Can you repeat it for me.” he coaxed. Her eyes flitted up to his and she repeated his name quietly which made him smile. “Now, tell me your name.”

“Ophelia.”

“A beautiful name for a beautiful woman.”

She scowled, “Do you say that to all the human women you seduce?”

“I don’t know.” he spoke with a smile, “You’re my first human.”

That shouldn’t have meant something to Ophelia but it did. It made her think she was special. Maybe this was something more than cruel seduction on his part.

The orc–Garrek, led Ophelia away from the tree–away from the coupling duo and brought her to an alcove, a small cave that Ophelia wordlessly entered. Garrek’s hand rested on her lower back and he guided her to some furs on the ground.

“Sit,” he murmured, and she did so obediently.

Once they were on the ground, Garrek pulled Ophelia into his lap and he smiled down at her with his sharp menacing teeth.

His large hands cupped her cheeks, thumbs rubbing her blushing flesh. Ophelia squirmed slightly which only seemed to make Garrek’s smile broaden. Sitting like this, with him caressing her, Ophelia was slowly relaxing against her better judgment.

“Why…why me?” she asks quietly, “Am I really the first human woman you’ve ever tried to…seduce?”

“Yes.” he replies, then shrugs, “Why not you? You’re here…and you’re beautiful,” he murmurs, leaning in slightly. She sighs and he leans even closer. “Will you kiss me?”

“I…” she whispers, eyes darting to his lips. They looked…soft. And green. She had to remind herself. She sniffed, looking away.

He took her chin gently and turned her face, Ophelia’s breathing stopped and she was so close to kissing him. If she so much as breathed, their lips would graze against each other. Her traitorous eyes fluttered closed on instinct.

“Just do it…” she whispered. Waiting. Wanting.

Garrek’s lips touched hers with no further warning and she was damned.

He felt warm to the touch, his lips slotting perfectly with hers. At first just a gentle peck and then a longer drawn-out moment. His tongue flicked out against her bottom lip and she gasped. Wrapping her arms around his thick neck, she kissed him back.

His hands trailed down her back to squeeze her hips. Slowly, he laid her down on her back. His lips moved from her mouth to her jaw, sucking gently on the skin.

“Mm..”

Ophelia had never been kissed like this before, not by anyone–certainly not by her fiance. She couldn’t believe she was letting someone who wasn’t Michael kiss her. How would she ever be forgiven for this…not that she planned to tell Michael. Gods no. Never. She would die before actually confessing that she was letting an orc touch her!

Garrek’s lips moved from her jaw to her throat, licking down the column of her neck.

“Don’t eat me,” she warned, breathless and he laughed. “Ah–!” He ripped her shift open by the neckline, revealing her breasts. “What are you doing–?” she gasped once more, feeling his hot mouth on her hardened nipple.

His hand squeezed her other breast, covering the entire thing with his palm. “Don’t worry. I won’t eat you…” he rumbled, lifting his head from her breast, “at least not in the way you’re thinking.”

What?

Before she could think too much about that, the orc ripped the rest of her shift off with one long tear. Ophelia yelped in surprise, clutching at the fabric but her hands were quickly pinned above her head by Garrek. He smiled down at her and she gulped.

“Stay here,” he murmured, then let her hands go to graze the sides of her body which made her shiver. He kissed down her throat, down the valley of her breasts, and down her stomach until he was face to face with the junction of her spread-open thighs. He licked his lips and Ophelia’s stomach dropped.

“Oh no!” Ophelia cried, “Don’t put your mouth there, i-it’s dirty!” the orc didn’t listen, if anything he seemed more enthused by the way he grasped the back of her thighs and held her open, spreading Ophelia wider. Ophelia groaned in embarrassment and closed her eyes as she bit into the palm of her hand.

“You seem well bathed to me.”

“That’s not what I meant,” she whispers.

“Well…” he rumbles, then licks a stripe up her slit–the two of them groan, both in pleasure. Ophelia stares at the orc with her eyes now peeled open, breath coming in pants as he repeats the action. Letting loose another rumble of pleasure, Ophelia whimpers in both confusion and pleasure.

Garrek buries his face between her legs and Ophelia yelps, “Oh! W-wait!” she cries. He doesn’t. Her head falls back against the furs and she moans, her legs stiffening. “Ohhh…” her eyes squeeze back shut and her hips reflexively roll against his mouth.

“Good.” he purrs.

“Garrek!” she squeals when he sucks on a particular spot that has her keening.

Ophelia’s fists clench, and she clutches the furs, ripping at them while she lurches to a sitting position as Garrek continues to use his mouth on her…pussy. Yes, she could recall that word being used by Michael once or twice. When he was trying to seduce Ophelia into pre-marital actions. She had refused then…but now…

Now she was in a cave, naked, splayed out on the ground underneath an orc.

Garrek groaned between Ophelia’s thighs, his wide tongue touching every part of her intimate area. She whimpered and bucked.

Ophelia was no better than Betsy. She was engaged and yet here she was laying on the ground moaning like a wanton whore being spoiled by an orc. But she liked it. She liked the pleasure he was giving her and she wasn’t completely sure it was just the pleasure. This orc–Garrek, had been charming.

The tip of Garrek’s thick finger began to inch its way into Ophelia’s cunt and her eyes went wide.

“Oh!” she whined, her hips shifting.

He growled from between her thighs, “You’re going to be taking a lot more than this later…”

Ophelia’s pussy pulsed around the intruding digit, opening and tolerating more to slide in before clenching around it and moaning.

Everything was becoming too much and she could feel a strange tightness building in her abdomen. Something felt…off–not wrong, no, this was too good to be wrong but something was coming and she felt as if she couldn’t stop it even if she wanted to.

“I feel…” she gasped, Garrek’s finger curled inside her. “I-I feel–!” Before she could finish her sentence, her mouth dropped open as a burst of pleasure shot through her. Intense and all at once, wave after wave of ecstasy as she fluttered around the orc’s thick finger. “Garrek!” she cried once more, humping his face and hand.

Gods.

Eyes squeezed shut and teeth clenching, Ophelia let out a long whine as she sobbed out her orgasm.

She collapsed onto the furs the moment the pleasure dissipated and her eyes went heavy as Garrek lapped at her folds slowly, the occasional lick making her twitch and shiver.

“Mm..” she hummed, her hand pushing at his shoulder to get his mouth away from her sensitive cunt. “Enough.” she rasped.

Garrek chuckled between her legs, eying her, “For now.” he warned. Pulling away, he laid down beside her with a satisfied sigh. Licking his lips he traced his thumb over her cheek. “There’s much more I want to show you,” he says.

She shivered, that familiar warmth pooling once again in her belly.

“You can’t have my virginity,” she said in tired sternness. “That’s…that’s for my husband.”

“Hm.”

“I’m engaged.” she reminded him.

“Not anymore,” he said back. “I swallowed your ring, remember?”

“That doesn’t mean I’m not engaged.”

He cracks a smile, “Do you honestly think I’m going to let you go on back home now that I’ve had a taste of you?”

What? Of course she did!

Garrek wrapped an arm around Ophelia and pulled her close. He laid a possessive hand on her hip and gave it a gentle pat. “I intend to keep you for myself…” he rumbled, “You’re all mine now small one, all mine.”

#orc x reader #orc x human #monster fucker #monster romance #monster x female reader #monster x human #monster x reader #monster smut

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me personally as someone who loves MTMTE megs when I say I would never, EVER let that slide I would crawl into TFP megatron body some how and just straight up start pulling and cutting what ever wires I see when I get in there

You know what

I do want fearless Buddy and Megs to go to tfp.

I want one of those little portals to open up during poetry club and Buddy just to accept their fate and let the portal take them, Megatron is less accepting of getting dragged through said portal but he has no choice.

I want Team Prime to not even be surprised at this point, and Optimus is already trying to calm down Agent Fowler because WHY IS MEGATRON NOW IN OUR BASE!?

I want there to not even be a few days of peace before everything hits the fan.

The Decepticons have Team Prime on their back foot. There's no other choice. Time to send in their own Megs.

And for convenience I shall be referring to Mtmte as Megs and Tfp as Megatron.

Megatron's shock of getting punched by himself doesn't last long and the fight between the two is evenly matched. But Megs is older, tired, weaker. Megatron starts to get the advantage. Megs is on his back, Megatron's fusion cannon aiming right at his spark.

And then Buddy comes along.

Yep, With all the autobots out, Megs running to punch himself in the face, and Ratchet manning the ground bridge controls, there was no one to keep an eye out for Buddy and Miko as they immediately ran through the ground bridge, and poor Jack and Raf following just to keep an eye on them.

Poor Buddy who spent the last few days talking up Megs. “Are you kidding me, your Megatron looks like he's on space crack, my Megs would beat him no question.”

Poor Buddy who was so confident while watching the fight because their Megs is out now and he’s here to clean house.

Poor Buddy who immediately runs through the fighting to throw a rock at Megatron's leg and yell at him various cybertronian swears because of course that's the first thing Whirl taught them upon meeting them.

And poor Buddy who immediately gets Megatron's fusion cannon pointed at them

But it doesn't hit Buddy. No, the blast nearly digs through Meg's back as he shields he’s funny little human kid.

Luckily they get him back to base, maybe Bumblebee rammed into Megatrons fucking shins and they drag Meg’s body back through a ground bridge.

Cut to Megs waking up and Buddy immediately sprinting towards him because the apple doesn't fall far from the tree and they also can't stand to be near his limp body while waiting for him to wake up

“...he was on space bath salts… that fight didn't count.”

FEARLESS IS BACK!

I tweak some elements in the request a bit, hope that's okay when you read it. If not please let me know.

Hope you enjoy!

Fearless Buddy witnessing Megs get beaten by his counter part

SFW, Platonic, Familial, Slight Angst, Mention of injury but nothing graphic, Human reader

TFP/MTMTE

It’s a normal day in Megatron’s classroom.

Megatron had just finished his final class of the day and was looking forward to going back to his habsuite.

Fearless had other ideas.

They decided to come by and visit after the lectures were over.

Megatron didn’t want to see Fearless right now.

He had been running a bit of the Cybertronain equivalent of a cold and hadn’t gone to the med bay yet.

Not that he thought he needed to.

He could handle something like this, but he knew Buddy would want him to go to the med bay if they found out.

Then portal time.

Megatron is clawing at his desk, refusing to get sucked into the portal.

Fearless sighs and just goes limp as the portal began dragging them in.

“What are you doing?!”--Megatron

“I’ve stop trying to fight these things Megs, just let go it makes things so much easier when you land.”—Fearless

“No!”--Megatron

Megatron lets go of one servo and tries to reach for Fearless as they are dragged into the portal.

His grip falters and let’s go of the desk and starts screaming as he gets dragged into the portal.

Meanwhile, Fearless was just thinking which dimension they were going to end up today.

Meanwhile in the TFP universe…

The portal opens dropping Megatron on the ground unceremonialy and Fearless safely bounces to the floor.

Team Prime just looks at the pair surprised.

Fearless waves happily as their Megatron groans in pain.

“Hey guys! How’s it going?”--Fearless

Everyone is surprised to see Megs and Fearless back.

Optimus has to calm down June and Fowler over this Megs appearing inside the base.

It’s a happy reunion with Fearless.

Ratchet’s sixth sense is tingling seeing Megs being more withdrawal than normal.

A couple days later, Team Prime gets ambushed.

Megs is actually feeling worse than what he felt on the Lost Light and still refuses to get help.

He feels bad for wasting their resources and knows he needs to cover his tracks better, Fearless was catching on to him.

Megs volunteers to go out and help.

He leaves before Fearless can do anything.

Fearless spots Miko running to the groundbrigde.

“I did not miss that, Miko!”--Fearless

Fearless is now running behind Miko trying to stop her from entering the groundbrigde.

“Miko! Get back here!”--Fearless

“I am NOT going to miss this fight!”--Miko

“Miko just because I said my Megs could crush yours, doesn’t mean that you get to go off on your own and—GET BACK HERE BEFORE THE PORTAL CLOSES!”--Fearless

On the other end of the groundbrigde.

Fearless sighs tiredly while Miko chuckles a bit.

“C’mon! You can’t deny that your also curious on how this fight could go.”--Miko

“Miko lets just get you back to—”—Fearless

Fearless turns around to see Jack and Raf behind them.

“… The three of you stick to me because I swear to Primus if you run off again, the last thing you will see if my foot denting your sorry behinds.”—Fearless

“Bet the last soda in the fridge Megs beats our Megatron”—Miko

“Miko!”--Fearless

They are not expecting Megs to get beat.

It was a bad beating.

Sure, Megs got good hits in the beginning, but it was nothing compared to the hits Megatron was landing.

Fearless starts panicking when they notice his fatigue.

It was time to put their name into use.

Fearless grabs a bunch of rocks and sprints to Megs and stands in front of him and starts chucking the rocks left and right.

They run out of rocks and move to their trusty pocket blaster, courtesy of Brainstorm.

“GET AWAY FROM HIM YOU OVERGROWN TOASTER!”--Fearless

Megatron looks down at the fleshy who was landing some blasts at his frame.

“Insignificant worm! You dare try and hit me!?”--Megatron

Fearless starts moving away from Megs and tries to lure this Megatron away from him.

“OH, I DARE BUCKET HEAD! I HOPE YOUR PEDE GETS RUSTY FROM THE RAIN!”--Fearless

Fearless dodges several blasts from the fusion canon.

“I HOPE THAT YOU FALL OF THE NEMESIS AND HIT YOUR HELM! MAYBE THEN IT CAN COMPREHEND ALL THE THINGS YOU’VE DONE! AND IT CAN START WITH YOU PUTTING SPACE BATH SALTS IN YOUR SPARK CHAMBER!”--Fearless

Megs is terrified for Fearless as his counter part starts going after them.

Megatron also spots the kids and fires one shot before continuing to pursue the other pest.

Megs shields the kids with his body nearly crumbling down at the massive hole burning on his side.

Fearless screams in agony and rage making rapid fire with their blaster straight to Megatron’s face and wire sensitive areas.

Thanks to this distraction Bumblebee could get the drop on him going to the kneecaps and Optimus taking him down before he retreated like the coward he was.

Fearless is running back to Megs as he is being carried to the groundbridge.

Fearless get taken care of by June as they wait anxiously for the news.

They were so sure that Megs would beat this Megatron.

What happened out there?

Ratchet comes out of the med bay.

Fearless is on their feet.

“How is he Ratchet?”--Fearless

“He is stable, my counter part would need to do more extensive work in the long run though.”--Ratchet

Fearless looks relief but scrunches to confusion.

“He should have beaten him. It doesn’t make sense! Something happened to him when he went out and… and…”--Fearless

They hang their head a bit.

“That could be the exposure to the dark energon and the illness.”--Ratchet

“… Run me that again.”--Fearless

“Dark energon and the illness.”—Ratchet

“He was sick?!”—Fearless

“It’s a non-lethal sickness, most akin to a human ‘cold’.”--Ratchet

“… So, my Megs got his aft kick because the other Meagtron was on the space drug and he was sick...”--Fearless

“I would use different terms, but that is the gist of it.”--Ratchet

“… Thank you Ratchet, seriously.”--Fearless

“You’re taking this well.”--Miko

“Oh, I’m furious that he hid this from me, but that’s something he’s going to get when he can at least walk again. Then he is going to be thankful that I’m not a full grown Cybertronian.”--Fearless

Fearless feels sick to their stomach seeing him power down and still.

They try their best to keep themselves occupied with the kids and the others.

Fearless jokes around that the match didn’t count because their Megatron had enhancements and theirs was weakened by a sickness.

It was an unfair fight.

The moment Megs wakes up Fearless is once again sprinting to his side, climbing to the top of the med slab by themselves and to his chassis.

They cry a bit with relief when they see he is okay.

They were so going to snitch on him when they got back to the Lost Light.

Right on cue the portal opens up.

Megs is strong enough to walk a bit and goes to the portal with Fearless.

They say their thanks and goodbyes as the pair leave this universe.

In the Lost Light…

Megs lands on his chassis groaning in pain as Fearless lands beside him.

His biolight flickered dimly which caused Fearless to panic bad.

“HELP! HELP HE’S DYING! SOMEONE, ANYONE!!!”--Fearless

The doors to Swerve’s bust open as several bots come out to see Fearless cradling one of Megatron’s digits with tears threatening to spill.

“HELP HIM!”--Fearless

Whirl comes over and picks up Fearless as some other bots hurriedly carry Megatron to the med bay.

Fearless just watches his limp body get carried away and digs their face into their Amica’s neck cables stifling a sob.

Whirl can only gently stroke their back as he takes them back to their shared room for privacy.

Megatron has to stay in the med bay for a while thanks to the injuries and the complications the illness made on his frame.

Fearless made sure to tell everything to the crew once they calmed down.

Once Megs is given a clean bill of health and another scolding for keeping his sickness to himself, Fearless isn’t leaving his side for a while.

Magnus grants some grace to Fearless on their work.

Everyone gives the two some patience.

It wasn’t everyday that one of the most fearless organics on board got into a panicky state.

Thank goodness Rung has some room in his schedule because this was going to be a lengthy session for many bots.

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When think back to megatron past life you would understand where he is coming just like he took things with Orion in the wrong direction he did the same with his daughter and Unicron just it worse either way I can still see megatron being happy that she is in charge of the decepticons and how loyal they are to her compared to him

This isn't really a request, it's more of an observation of sorts. In later writing between Ophelia and Megatron he has largely taken the role of heartless crazy bastard who beats his daughter because he can. But at the very least before he started taking space drugs, his abuse of Ophelia was actually rather complex. Orion betrayed him and the more Ophelia was slowly turning more and more into him the worse it felt, scared that he was going to go through that same betrayal and breach of trust only with his own daughter this time. He’s not only trying to prevent Ophelia from becoming another Orion, only for her to betray him, but he also seems to be taking out his frustrations with Optimus on her, probably without him even realizing it. And then he takes space drugs, which turned him into the heartless abuser who beat his daughter for no real reason, or maybe with his unicron addled mind he was simply getting high off the adrenaline and violence of it all. I could probably even make the argument that him preparing Ophelia to take over as the leader of the Decepticons originally was an act of love. A parent wanting to leave something for his child. In this case, a warship and an army ready to fight and die at her beck and call. Power, something he was denied over and over again until he took it by force, he’s handing it to his daughter on a silver platter. But that's largely speculation and an exploration into that kinda concept. It's not exactly made clear if he wants to give Ophelia an empire, or if he wants to give Ophelia to the empire, as a means of making sure his life's work doesn't end with his death. Which oddly enough, kinda worked. Most of the Decepticons are more loyal to her than they are to Megatron. Sidenote, Ophelia and Steve are slowly eating away at my brain

Love.

This.

Analysis's!

You have hit each point with extreme precision!

True, before the space crack dark energon, Megatron did have a problem with Ophelia becoming more and more like the Orion he once knew. It hurt him more than he would like to admit it.

All those comments of Ophelia being Orion's sparkling were also starting to get to his helm. In a way he also felt unfit to be Ophelia's father, but it was overshadowed by Megatron telling himself that he was the perfect father for her.

He does see greater pieces of Orion the older Ophelia gets and he starts to loathe it, loathe her.

Unicron only further enhanced those loathing feelings while clouding his mind with things like 'Its for her own good' or 'To have her prepared for a brighter, safer future'.

He wanted to make sure that she had the power, the rights he was denied and a little bit more. Megatron took things to another level in the WRONG direction.

Ophelia won the loyalty of the crew by being herself and not by being the daughter of Megatron.

It was her, not him.

Bonus!

I will be writing more about Ophelia and Steve in the future don't you worry!

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