#optimus imagines

[ragingbookdragon]

A Guardian For All

TFP Optimus Prime x Reader

Word Count: 1.1K Warnings: None

Author's Note: Okay look, OP has a chokehold on me in all forms. Enjoy! -Thorne

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She’d somehow managed to become the in-resident mom, even though she was just in her junior year at college, after tracking down the three teens to the silo. To say it had been a surprise, to see and learn of the Autobots and the multitudes that came with the robots, would be an understatement. And yet, she fit right in, even with Miko’s constant, “She’s like a mom!” complaints.

Fortunate enough to be able to focus solely on schoolwork and not juggle a job, she was able to spend more time with the Autobots and learning about them. When the teens were there, she spent time utilizing the kitchen that was seemingly untouched by the Autobots—and why would they use it? They didn’t even consume human food. Often times, she made the three meals they had skipped in order to come to the silo and be with their guardians.

Guardians.

Jack had Arcee.

Miko had Bulkhead.

Raf had Bumblebee, and at times, Ratchet.

She didn’t have one.

Not that she needed one, of course. While she worried about the others running around with Decepticons, she felt it was the best course of action to not leave the silo all that much on missions. Typically, she stayed behind and helped Ratchet, well, when he decided he “needed” the help. She thought it didn’t bother her as much as it did until she was sitting up on the higher level, watching as the three teens played games and laughed with their guardians. Even Ratchet was smiling along with them.

“Are you in need of assistance?” A voice sounded beside her, and she blinked, looking over to meet Optimus’s gaze.

“Huh?”

He smiled easily. “You’ve been stuck on that page in your book for almost ten minutes.” His optics scanned the paper. “If I am correct, the answer for the question at the bottom is, ‘D. Administration of immunosuppressive medications.’”

She smiled, laughing with slight embarrassment, and shook her head. “Oh, no, the questions aren’t trouble.” Her eyes found the teens again. “I’m just…thinking.”

Optimus looked at the others with a calm look, an almost peacefulness. “Do you worry about them?”

“Sometimes,” she answered. “But I know that they would never let anything happen to the kids.”

He looked back at her. “Then it is not the thought of them that is occupying your mind. What troubles you?”

Looking away, she scratched at her notebook. “It’s…not important, Optimus. Silly even.”

“If it is causing you this much time in thought, perhaps it is not something silly.”

Optimus was always the voice of reason, a testament to the eons of troubles he’d seen and experienced.

She let out a sigh and met his gaze once more, a bashful look on her face as she admitted, “I just sometimes think of what it would be like to have a guardian like they do, y’know? I mean, I don’t need one like Jack or Miko or Raf do, but…I don’t know, sometimes I just think it’d be nice to have that companionship, no, friendship like they do.” She waved a hand. “Just wishful thinking, Optimus.” When he didn’t respond, she looked over. “Optimus? Is everything okay?”

He seemed to be in deep thought himself but shook from it with a smile. “I’m fine, and I understand what you mean. Thank you for letting me know what troubled you. I am honored to have that trust.”

“Oh, you’re welcome, Optimus,” she murmured with a flush and grabbed her things as Raf started calling for her. “Time to head home for the night.” Reaching out, she gently laid a hand on Optimus’s shoulder. “Thank you for listening to me, Optimus. Maybe when Wheeljack gets back he can be mine,” she joked and grinned when Optimus chuckled along and helped her down to the ground level.

“Perhaps.”

***

As the Christmas season reached its peak, schools had started letting out for the winter break. Most of her class at the local university had all left early for vacations out of state, but since she had no plans to leave Jasper for the holidays, she stayed through the end of the school week.

As she joked with the few remaining friends and acquaintances as they exited the building, one friend stopped and pointed at the truck parked by the street. “Woah,” they admired. “Whose ride is that?”

Her gaze turned to the truck and widened. “Optimus?” she quickly waved and hurried to him, opening the door and climbing in, shutting it behind her. “What are you doing here?” she asked, then she started worrying. “Oh no, are the kids okay? What happened? Who’s hurt?” frantically, she took out her phone, checking for missed calls or unseen texts. “Was it the Decepticons? Or was it MECH? Or was it—”

“Peace,” Optimus calmed as he pulled onto the street and drove through the town towards the base. “No one is hurt. No attack has occurred.”

Curiously, she looked at the steering wheel. “Then why…?” then it hit her and she sighed fondly. “Oh, Optimus, you didn’t have to do this.”

“I believe it is unfair to you to feel such a difference between the others when there are more than enough guardians left to be one of yours.” His voice was calm and easy like always. “It is…also nice to spend time with you outside of missions.”

She shifted into the driver’s seat and curled her legs underneath herself, leaning against the window. “That sounds like you like me, Optimus.”

“…Your companionship is desired long after you leave base,” he murmured and she smiled, looking at the steering wheel.

“I…feel the same,” she said and gently traced the Autobot symbol at the center. “Y’know Optimus…there’s a Christmas lightshow in the next couple cities over.” She shrugged slightly. “I think the others could hold down the base for a few hours while we were out…don’t you?”

He let out a hum. “We really shouldn’t stray too far from Jasper without them.” Just as she was about to sigh and nod, he added, “But I agree, they could survive without us for some time. Besides…I have never seen Christmas lights. I wonder if they’ll be as beautiful as you are.”

She felt her cheeks warm at his words and she looked out the window with a giddiness in her chest. “You’re just pulling my leg.”

“It would be dishonorable to lie, even more so to lie about the beauty you possess,” he replied, and she could just hear the grin in his voice. “Now, what was that city, and which way to it?”

#optimus prime x reader #optimus prime x reader imagines #optimus prime x reader imagine #optimus prime imagines #optimus prime imagine #optimus prime #optimus x reader #optimus x reader imagines #optimus x reader imagine #optimus imagines #optimus imagine #optimus #optimus prime tfp #tfp optimus prime #transformer #transformer prime #tfp

[palkea]

thing i made i figured was decent enough to post :p

#i imagine his first time seeing him without his battle mask went something like this #im still trying to figure out a way to draw i enjoy... #..but i really like how i drew that closeup megs panel. also its very obvious ive never done comics before whoops! anyways #my art #doodles #megop #megatron #optimus prime

[randofics]

Being able to reach where the bots can't

The men on base couldn't pull something out of Optimus's engine block. It was deep inside, wedged in the cables and framework. Without thinking, you offered to try removing it. They stepped aside, and you slipped underneath Optimus's bumper. The men watched incredulously as your body disappeared inside the engine space. You wriggled between the frame and the giant engine with a small light clenched in your teeth.

Your body pressed into the warm metal around you as you searched. When you spotted the offending piece of debris. You ever so gently twisted and coaxed it out of where it had been wedged. You felt him shake around you when it popped free. Dropping it to the concrete below with a clang, you wriggled your way out. Your clothes and hands had stripes of smudged grease and other remnants of vehicle fluids all over.

You popped your back after you slid out from under him and patted his hood. "Good to go, Optimus."

He'd never admit it, but having you pressed against the inside of his engine space felt... well, it made him feel things, to say the least. He thanked you, of course. It was the gentlemanly thing to do, but the thoughts running through his processor would've made him blush if he were able to.

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Crosshairs could feel that something was off as he moved. Almost like when humans get a stitch or muscle cramp. You noticed him moving to try and free whatever may be stuck or out of place. "Hey, Cross you, alright?" He looked up as he was feeling under his chest panels. "Something feels off, but I can't tell what or where it is."

"Can you transform? Maybe I can find it." He did as asked, transforming. "Where can you feel it in this form?"

"My engine space as far as I can tell." He pops his hood, and with a small flashlight, you look over parts of his engine block that are visible but can't see anything out of place. You lean over the side, looking between the frame and block. Something blue catches your eye, and you bend over, slipping your hand into the small gap. You feel Something wet and remove your arm to look at your fingers. Drops of blue enerjon color your skin and you hiss. "Looks like something cut one of your cables. Not all the way through, but you are leaking some enerjon. I can help stop the bleeding with some electrical tape if you want?"

"Please do. It can take a while for cables to seal on their own." You grabbed the electrical tape and practically climbed into his engine to reach the cable deep inside. Your chest and face were pressed into his engine so you could reach. As gently as you could, you wrapped up the leaking cable. Pushing up into a sitting position on your knees, you breathed a sigh of relief. "Just come get me when it feels like it's sealed up."

You closed his hood and walked back to do whatever you'd been doing beforehand. He watched your hips sway as you left. The feeling of your hands on his cables and block lingered long after you left, and he couldn't help the shiver that ran down his back strut.

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Bumblebee could've sworn he felt something in his undercarriage as he was driving with you to run an errand. When he ran over a bump, it stuck him like a thorn. He spoke his concerns over the radio, and you offered to take a look when you got back to base.

Later, you had him drive up onto a pair of car ramps. With his undercarriage exposed, you slid underneath him to search for anything that could be problematic. Nothing in his front half stuck out to you, so you slid further back, and almost at his rear axel, you spotted something shiny and out of place. It was lodged in the crack around his gas tank. "Bee, I found it! I'll try to pull it free, but you can't move, ok?" A beep and wirr was all you got in response, so you took it as an ok.

Lightly, you touch the underside of his tank, and he shakes at the contact. Your other hand grips the edge of the metal object and gives it a light tug. It shifts a bit but doesn't pop free. With more force, you tug and wiggle the piece, and it pops free. Bee jumps an inch but stays on the ramps, and you slide out from under him. A deep male voice from an old show speaks over his radio. "Thank you, love, you're a life saver!"

You give him a pat on the hood and examine the metal in your hand. "Looks like a piece of tin roofing. Good thing it didn't cut any cables or your tires."

The feeling of your hands on his undercarriage stayed for a while after you left. He wondered what it would be like to have you wash him by hand rather than going through the wash station at the base.

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Ratchet lost an important piece of the machine he was working on in a crack just small enough that his didgets couldn't slip through. He would've had Arcee help him, but she was still out on patrol. He looked over to you, sleeping on the couch. You were the only human on base at the moment, and he really needed that piece. Reluctantly, he walked over to the raised platform and called your name a few times.

You stirred and turned over to sleepily look at him. "Mmh, I'm up. What is it?" You stretch and yawn while still laying down. "I apologize for waking you, but I need your assistance with something." Standing you rub your eyes to clear them. He takes you in his servos and places you on the floor before the gap in the wall. Looking up at him questioningly, he finally tells you what's going on.

With him shining a light into the gap, you slip through all the way till your wide hips stop you from going further. The piece is thankfully within reach, and you just have to angle yourself to grab it. Your rear stuck out in full view, and he tried looking away, but his gaze kept slipping back to you as you reached for the object.

When you stood up holding the object in hand, he picked you up and placed you on the platform again. He thanked you but couldn't look you in the eye. You smiled up at him, none the wiser of the thoughts running through his processor.

#fanfic #transformers x reader #transformers fanfiction #imagine #optimus x reader #bumblebee x reader #crosshairs x reader #ratchet x reader

[callsign-relic]

Thinking about Optimus noticing you’re tired when you refuse to stop working.

He knows how hard you’ve been working to keep up with the Autobots. Or even in your personal life away from him, Optimus knows you’ve been doing so much. And you’re so tired. But no matter what you do, you never feel it’s enough.

He finds you at your workdesk within the base, leafing through papers like a zombie. It wasn’t long until you couldn’t keep your eyes open anymore, and your head falls into your crossed arms at the desk. With a little gasp, Optimus approaches you.

“Oh, sweetspark…” his gentle voice murmurs from above you, and you’re awakened from your stupor. You jolt upwards— only for a thumb to reach down and lightly press on your cheek, pushing you gently back down onto your work table.

“No, no. Stay there.” Despite the pure kindness to his tone, you could tell he was worried for you. Slowly, more of his blue-plated digits come into your vision, and you realize Optimus was scooping you up into his servos.

Slowly, you’re lifted up and away from your desk— despite how you uselessly reach back down. A blue light fills the corner of your eye, and you turn your head to see Optimus gazing at you with furrowed brows.

“Come, dear. You look exhausted. I can’t imagine how you must feel. Please, let me help you get some rest.”

You do your best to keep your eyes open. You raise a hand to object, open your mouth to argue—

But then, you feel the faintest pulse of his spark ebbing through the plating of his servo beneath you.

The sensation lulls you into absolute security. You muster up the energy to nod, and beneath his faceplate, Optimus offers the gentlest of smiles— one you can see softly lift the corners of his optics.

Slowly, the mech brings you forward to his chassis, cradling you in his hand. You lean your head forwards, close your eyes, and spread your arms against the warm glass of his windshields, letting the feeling of his deep, thrumming spark flow through you. You take in one slow breath, then another— and eventually, you find your own heartbeat has matched pace with his even throbs.

“Relax,” Optimus whispers, and that’s what you do, melting into his gentle touch. “Let me take you somewhere more comfortable. Then, we can rest as much as you need.”

And as the Prime slowly starts forward, careful not to disturb your tiny form too much in his hold, you only give him a little nod once more. With the gentle rocking of his footsteps, it wasn’t long until you drifted off to sleep entirely, before you even made it to his berthroom.

#relic writes #transformers #transformers x reader #optimus x reader #Optimus prime x reader #I’m full of many soft thoughts today #(Have not watched G1 yet but that’s the image for him I had in mind for this so. that’s something Optimus would do I think) #reader insert #Transformers g/t #you could also imagine bayverse or Prime if you wanted to

[brookriver-mudlark]

(excerpt from Transformers: Exodus)

me too, orion

#to be fair jazz calls his privileged ass out on the next page so he wouldn't have met megatronus like this but it tickles me to imagine #i remember nothing else from this book and i'm probably going to keep it that way tbh #orion pax #megatronus #megatron #tfp megatron #tfp megatronus #transformers #maccadam #tfp #transformers prime #aligned continuity #transformers exodus #tfp orion pax #tfp optimus prime #tfp optimus #optimus prime #my art #megop #tfp megop #brook art

[its-elioo]

My friend, after reading the fic: Okay so, Optimus has one feisty and one energetic child now Me: Omg wait I have to draw this-

Parenthood ain't easy

#I imagine Sunny being a tiny pouty and stubborn gremlin while Bee does the zoomies and can't sit still at all #and then there's a very tired OP #Pops is trying his best okay?? #optimus prime #bumblebee #sunset shimmer #fanart #transformers #mlp #tfp #equestria girls #transformers prime #eqg #crossover #robots in disguise #transformers robots in disguise #maccadam #maccadams #crossover fanart #crossover art #robots and magic #my litte pony friendship is magic #mlpfim #my little pony #hasbro #digital art

[lunarbreaksblog]

Hi! if the request/ask is open, if so, could you do of tfp, with human (gn! or f!) Reader? Romantic/Platonic

This Human's a cinnamon roll, somewhat naive/innocent (and has similar personality/backstory of Perrito from the Puss in Boots movie or Fluttershy from MLP). They're very motherly and being nurse/therapy-like friend and also a Pacifist yet can be passive-aggressive…

I just decided to do an Autobot version :)

Autobots with a Cinnamon roll!Gender neutral!Reader

You are an absolute cinnamon roll that the Autobots collectively decided to adopt. They might not know much about humans but can see the telltale signs, even if they are a different species from you— abuse is always the same.

The fact that you remain so naive and happy. That's what makes you special to them and the fact that you always try to help others.

Optimus prime:

Absolutely applauds you for everything you manage to do, loves your pacifism stance. Most importantly you know when pacifism doesn't work.

Loves helping you with things when has the time since you would do the same for him.

Basically you guys get on like a old 'but still very much in love' married couple

Ratchet:

He really does like you however your optimistic view annoy him at times but he appreciate your views, it gives me some glimmer of hope in this war.

Asks you questions about mental health since human mental health is basically cybertronian mental health— which he finds interesting on its own but learning more about humans seem to add more layers to your personality.

Is always sweet to you and raf❤

Bulkhead:

From his experience in the wreckers— he can see your masking since half the boys in the wreckers didn't have 'the greatest of mental healths'

Absolutely adores you tho, he's patient he'll wait for you to open up to him.

Likes to remind you that he is there for you.

Loves the fact that you try to nurse him sometimes.

Bumblebee;

Just like Bulkhead he adores you so much— with your motherly attitude, he loves chatting with you— telling you some of his problems or what things he found difficult that day.

You just listen and him your two cents every now and then, he loves it!

However he does notice how wrong somethings are whenever you talk about your childhood. He knows enough about what a childhood should be and what it shouldn't be

Arcee:

Is a little confused by you.

Shes annoyed on one hand with your naive nature but on the other hand— she gets it

She's also been done dirty by the universe and she can see it in you as well. The fact that you continue with your pacifism even when injured so badly— shes uncomfortable with it.

You are so much stronger than her.

The fact you let her talk to you about her issues and the fact that you listen and try to help!

She's going to protect you to the ends of the earth.

Feel free to request!

#tfp arcee #tfp #tfp ratchet #tfp optimus prime #tfp bulkhead #tfp bumblebee #transformers x reader #transformers #transformers prime #optimus prime #optimus prime x reader #bumblebee x reader #arcee x reader #bulkhead x reader #ratchet x reader #imagine #x reader

[yes-i-write-fanfiction]

What if TFA Sentinel Prime ends up in the TFP universe? How do the bots react to him and his attitude, especially towards organics?

-Optimus tries to be patient, he really does, but Sentinel must be a test sent from Primus himself because he's exhausting every bit of OP's patience. Tries to be kind and understanding towards Sentinel, thinking that the whole situation is probably very stressful and making him act erratic but nope, turns out he's just like that. Will probably end up having enough of Sentinel's attitude and accidentally end up scaring the shit out of him with his anger. The nice ones are always the scariest once they snap.

-Ratchet can't fucking stand Sentinel, on god he's going to weld his mouth shut if he does not stop talking within the next 5 minutes. Has no patience for his bullshit and belittles this supposed 'Prime' for every little thing he says and does.

-Bless Bumblebee, he really does try to be nice to Sentinel but Sentinel is just impossible. The moment he learns that Bee can't talk he starts talking smack and when he also learns that he's this universe's version on the Bumblebee he knows he straight up starts ordering him around. Bee might cut a bitch.

-Bulkhead tries to be patient... for about 5 seconds. Sentinel assumes this Bulkhead is as much of a pushover as the one he knows and so he tries to push him around. Bulkhead quickly proves that he's got no power over him by throwing him as far as he can.

-Poor Arcee, Sentinel is just insufferable towards her. He tries to flirt and brags about how great of a Prime he is and just can't catch a hint that she's not interested. Finally manages to get him to leave her alone by offering to spar and utterly beating the shit out of him.

#transformers imagine #transformers prime #transformers animated #crossover #sentinel prime #optimus prime #ratchet #bumblebee #bulkhead #arcee

[weenwrites]

Can you do a platonic tfp Optimus and Ratchet with a human, teen reader who looks up to them like a father figure and their reaction to reader accidently calling them 'dad'? Have a good day/night :))

[ Please do not repost, plagiarize, or use my writing for AI! Translating my work with proper credit is acceptable, but please ask first! ]

Optimus

He is honored and touched beyond belief when he hears you call him that. He tries to act as a good role model for anyone to take after, and now he especially tries to set a good example for you. Of course he understands that he too is a flawed being, he's far from perfection, but that doesn't stop him from trying to impart good values onto you.

Ratchet

On the surface, it seems like he doesn't really think much of it at all, and if anything, it looks like he just didn't care. But at this point he already understands the sheer importance and significance of "family" to humans, and he'd be lying if he said you hadn't grown on him, so really, he's touched that you consider him to be such an important figure in your life.

While he isn't exactly the outright doting type, you can tell that most of what he asks you to do such as taking a break from the tv to get up and walk around, or straightening your posture so you don't grow up looking like a shrimp is for the sake of your wellbeing, and it's akin to what a caring parent would sound like.

#tfp imagines #tfp headcanons #tfp x reader #tfp optimus prime #optimus prime x reader #tfp ratchet #ratchet x reader #x reader #reader insert #self insert #weenwrites

[spinningwebsandtales]

Imagine Going On Patrol With Optimus

Optimus Prime X Human FemReader

Rating: G

Warnings: None

Word Count: 831

(A/N:) I am totally not going to apologize for the fangirl I will become after this weekend! XD I am so dang excited for Transformers Rise of the Beasts it’s not even funny! I had to write a little doodad for my favorite Autobot/Transformer ever. So this is complete and utter self indulgence! Join me in my indulgence for an alien transforming robot from the planet Cybertron! XD Until next time happy reading! ~Countess

Your life had been completely normal and mundane until gigantic robotic aliens from space crashed into your life, literally. Now you were a part of the team, helping in anyway you can against the Decepticons. The Autobots had been skeptical on what you could possibly offer in terms of help, when you finally proved yourself time and time again. You had gained Optimus Prime’s trust and friendship and you couldn’t say that you were mad about that. He quickly became your favorite and you always felt safe in his presence. Every day that passed you grew closer and closer to the prime, until you found yourself spending majority of your day with him.  You found his presence soothing and he felt the same about you.

It had been a long day as the Autobots once again had to fight off several Decepticons. In the middle of the battle you were growing concerned as many of your team were falling injured. Now that the battle was over your body and mind were completely exhausted. But no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t go to sleep. Giving up you slung the covers off and started to walk around the base. Several soldiers saluted you as you passed by, you saluted them back while mindlessly walking around. Your thoughts kept going back to the large Autobot that you cared so deeply for. You shook your head trying to banish the thoughts when you noticed that your mindless walking brought you to the Transformer side of the base. Even spaced out you found yourself drawn to the large mechanical beings. You spotted a flash of blue and red as Optimus was transforming into his alt mode for a round of patrol. Before the mech could leave you sprinted across the lot, waving franticly for attention. Optimus stopped his tires squealing in protest.

“Can I go,” you asked breathlessly looking expectedly at the soldiers. They shrugged before looking back towards the semi truck. Without a word Optimus popped open the passenger door giving his permission, wordlessly. You didn’t waste time with formalities and just jumped in. The door shut while you buckled yourself in. All was quiet between you and Optimus as the scenery went by and the sound of tires rolling down the road sounded through the cab. 

“I thought you would be asleep by now,” Optimus finally spoke, causing you to jump in your seat. “After the battle today you must be exhausted.”

You sighed tapping at the glass of the window. “I guess I’m too exhausted to sleep. So many of my men were injured today and I guess I am too worried to sleep. I much rather go on a drive with you than just lay there and stare at the ceiling.”

Optimus chuckled, “Happy to help.”

Silence overtook the cab before the radio flicked on. Optimus scanned the channels, going straight to your favorite station. He had the uncanny ability to know when you just needed silence instead of mindless chatter. The music began to soothe you as the scenery passed by. First you began to hum, enjoying the different tunes flowing through the speaker, until your favorite song entered the airwaves. You lost yourself, singing lowly before you were belting out the lyrics, completely forgetting where you were. Music always had a way with helping you forget your troubles and though you liked to sing, you never did in front of others. When the song ended, the radio lowered and you jumped in the seat when Optimus spoke.

“You have a beautiful voice,” he said. 

The compliment made your cheeks flush at the realization on what you just did. You began to realize just how exhausted you were, it was causing your guard to be down. You were relieved it was Optimus and not anyone else that heard you. You couldn’t imagine the Autobot leader ratting you out to the others or teasing you about your impromptu concert.

“Thank you,” you whispered. Staring back out of the window, Optimus raised the volume of the next song playing. An idea suddenly popping in your head and a mischievous smile pulling at your lips. You tapped his dash, gaining the Autobot’s attention.

“It’s your turn this time,” you teased.

The rest of the patrol went smoothly as you and Optimus talked more. With no sight of Deceptions anywhere, Optimus pulled back into base and let you out before transforming. You stared up at the Autobot, a yawn keeping you from saying what you wanted to. He pointed towards the barracks, in a silent but gentle order. You nodded, too tired to even argue. The drive had lulled you and Optimus had soothed all the thoughts that were plaguing you. All it took was his strong presence to make your world right again. As soon as your head hit the pillow you could finally go to sleep and your dreams were filled with a red and blue Autobot that you love dearly.

#Optimus Prime X Reader #Optimus Prime / Reader #Optimus X Reader #Transformers #Optimus Imagine #Transformers Imagine #Imagine #Not My Gif #My Writing

[ragingbookdragon]

It all happens so fast. She returns from the trip she’s been on for the last few days only to be arrested and put in federal custody for exposing secrets on NEST. She’s tough, seen war zones, fought extra-terrestrial alien robots, and stood before evil unafraid, but this scares her to tears. Men she works with day in and day out, in her face, yelling at her to come clean about selling secrets and all she can do is plead innocent.

But then they start asking her where she was, and she snaps her mouth shut on the answers. They dig into her, asking her if she was meeting with a contact, who it was, where she was. She keeps silent and it’s only until they decide to charge her with treason that she offers a simple answer.

“I was with someone, but it wasn’t for any type of secret meeting or sharing of intelligence.”

They press her over and over and over and it ends with her in a dark room, alone, cuffed to a table. It’s technically false imprisonment and cruel punishment, but she knows she doesn’t have much of a choice given the fact of how difficult a position she’s in.

She thinks of him. No doubt the rumors have already spread around the facility. She wonders if he has heard anything, if he has already said anything. She knows she can’t say anything, knows she can’t tell the entire truth—they won’t understand. How could they? They’re two completely different species.

Her spirits begin to dampen when a crash echoes outside and the roof of the darkened room is ripped from the walls. She covers her head the best she can, fear gripping her as light pours into the room and she squints as his face becomes clear to her.

“Optimus?” she breathes, and he reaches down, snapping the cuffs on her wrist like they were toothpicks before he picks her up and pulls her out, setting her down on the ground.

Guns are pointed their way, and she can’t help but hide slightly around the leg that is suddenly in front of her, guarding her. And then all of the Autobots are squaring off against the human soldiers, protecting her. Lennox somehow ends up in the middle of a multitude of aliens and humans, yelling at both sides to lower their weapons.

“Alright! Everyone put your guns down!”

There’s a breath and then the humans lower theirs followed by the Autobots.

Lennox looks at her. “You know I trust you, I know you wouldn’t do what they’re saying, but if you have a true, factual alibi, you have got to tell them. Now.”

She purses her lips, thinks for a moment, then looks up at Optimus; he gives her his own calming look and a nod. “She and I were both recently out. We were together.” He looks down again, kneeling enough that he can take her hand in his larger one. “We are navigating a difficult and new relationship between two different species.”

“Optimus,” she whispers. “I—you don’t have to tell them this."

His pointer gently brushes her temple. “If telling them our truth means it protects you, then I shall.” Optimus looks at the higher-ups she answers to. “If you mean to punish someone, then it will be me. But know this, she has not betrayed your trust and remains a trusted agent.”

It’s quite a commotion and the night ends with her job and security reinstated and a new manhunt for the double agent; she sits outside in the field, far enough from the facility that she doesn’t have to worry about being questioned anymore. The crunch of the ground comes behind her and she doesn’t look as Optimus sits down beside her on the grass.

“I am sorry that this is how things have come to light,” he murmurs, staring up at the sky. “It is not how I would have wished it.”

She sighs, not tired of him but of the entire thing. “It’s not your fault, Optimus. I think I should’ve told Lennox that I was out before we left. If nothing else, just to let him know that I wasn’t doing anything malicious.” She looks at him. “I’m sorry too.”

“It’s not your fault, my spark,” he says and shifts a leg until she is between his, his hands are wrapped around her, thumb brushing her thigh. “I should’ve done more to protect you.”

“Have they said anything since this afternoon?”

“I would not be surprised, but I was once taught to listen to all but only take few as truth.”

She leans back against him. “Thank you, Optimus.”

“Always, my spark.”

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(166) Optimus Prime gets to gloriously sacrifice himself for his cause and move on to the Well, and by the end of the Cybertronian civil war a guilt-free death is all he really wants. So he's content and at peace. And then he wakes up, confused and dismayed, inhabiting Megatronus's frame, millions of years in the past.

Being a celebrity in the pits of Kaon is an awful life, and Optimus Prime has done his time a thousand times over and certainly doesn't fear the Well, so—somewhat shamefully, in retrospect—the first thing he does next is get Megatronus's cannon and blow his own processor out the back of his helm. The next time he wakes up, Megatron—HIS Megatron—is sharing the frame with him, and he has some scathing opinions about Optimus Prime's decision making capabilities.

They're both still trapped in Megatronus's body in the gladiatorial arena of old Kaon. They're just older, debatably wiser, and also stuck together. There's no Optimus Prime without Megatron, you see. And the future of their species depends upon them both.

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Tfp Optimus Prime and Megatron with a gn cybertonian reader who's shameless at flirting with him but if he ever flirts back? They are a flustered mess

OPTIMUS PRIME he is quite shy in this regard, and just looks away when you flirt. It's… hard for him to take it.

However, when he tried to flirt back and saw your reaction, you noticed his soft smile as he noticed how flustered you are. MEGATRON he may be annoyed at first by your flirting. He asked you to stop, but you never stopped doing it.

However, once he teases you back and sees how flustered you are, he will use it often…and sometimes tease you before you tease him.

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Hiyya! I'd like to request a TFP Optimus x Human female reader. I have a headcanon that I believe Optimus has a breeding kink from the Matrix of Leadership, coded to mate. Both get very heated when his urge to mate starts to show and the reader is all on board to chase his pleasure. In which Optimus praises a lot to them. I crave connection between characters that care and have a bond with one another, if possible.

You can change and edit whatever is to your liking as well. Thank you for your time and have a pleasant day. ✨

TFP Optimus x human!fem!reader

oh man oh man optimus prime and breeding is one of my favourite combos!! thank you for being my first request ever btw, it was a pleasure to write this for you

Synopsis: Optimus Prime has urges, urges that can only be satisfied by breeding you.

Warnings: NSFW, breeding kink.

Word count: 1608

To say that this is pure torture is an understatement of the century. He thought he could hold off but seeing you in practically nothing prancing around the base on a hot day is driving him insane. He tried his best to contain his composure throughout the day around the other members of his team, but his spark is thrumming so intensely that it’s becoming borderline painful.

He knows that you can sense it. He knows that you purposely came to the base in a little sundress that barely, oh so barley, covered your soft thighs. He noticed that way that when you would bend over, you would purposely brush the fabric behind you aside so he could bare witness to your increasing arousal. His frame would stiffen up and his Matrix would send a shock of electricity to his spark, indicating that he needs to mate.

And he needs to do it today.

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Later in the afternoon, the base’s activities became quieter. The other Autobots were either in recharge, patrol or hunched over the main computer. The other humans had gone home, save for you. You were sprawled out on the human couch watching one of your favourite shows, your dress still just barely covering you. Optimus walks over and promptly scoops up his human saying nothing. You let him do so, knowing that you were in for it.

Ratchet had watched his leader walk off down the corridor with his human, he rolls his eyes and mutes his audials, not wanting to hear them again for the third time this week. And its only Tuesday, he thought, returning to his work.

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He takes you to his private berth room, laying down and setting you close to his helm so that you were face to face with the prime.

“Was it your intention today to wear such small human fabric?” Optimus pokes and pulls at the dress, eager to rip it off you. You grin at him.

“I guess you could say that.” You allow his request to take the dress off, throwing it to the side, “I knew you’d like it.”

 The sight of your plump breasts and soft tummy right in front of his face makes his spike throb with such intensity and yearning. He groans and lifts you up to his dermas, setting you down so he can pleasure you with his glossa.

“What do you need, Optimus.” You moan at the feeling of him mouthing at your still clothed pussy. Wanting to feel more, you lift yourself up slightly and pull down your underwear. He pulls you back down to his intake after you do so. He needs to prep you first so you can take his spike so he can properly breed you.

He licks a stripe up your folds, relishing the pheromones that are emitting from you. He wraps his mouth around your clit and sucks. You throw your head back and place a hand behind you on his chin, shaking and jolting at the feeling of Optimus eating you out. He hums as he lifts you up slightly so he can give you an answer. He is absolutely covered in your juices, leaving a small string connecting from your pussy to his dermas.

“I need...I need to breed you.” He huffs, his hot breath over your pussy making you squirm. He massages your thighs, earning a soft moan from you. His spike is throbbing, aching to be plunged into you. Aching to breed you and fill you up with his trans fluids. He can picture it in his processor, your soft stomach distended and filled to the brim with his sparkling’s. A bolt of electricity shoots up his back strut at the thought.

You lean down and place a gentle kiss in-between his optics, “I will gladly help with that.”

Optimus’s spark is thrumming so very loud now, he is sure that you can feel it. You crawl down near his interface panel, and he opens it with no hesitation. His spike is so large, but he knows from all the previous times he’s fucked you that you can take it. He once offered to mass displace it, but you denied the request. You wanted to feel him stretch you and its safe to say that Optimus feels the same way.

You drag your tongue up Optimus’s spike, relishing the feeling of his spike twitching. You can see how his thighs begin to shake slightly. He places a servo on the side of your face, gently caressing your cheek as you begin to take his spike in your mouth. The moan that leaves his mouth is borderline pornographic.

You bobbed your head up and down as much as you could, attempting to give him as much pleasure with your mouth as you can muster. Your tongue rolls around the tip of his spike while you give him a hard suck. Optimus grips your head as you do so, fighting the urge to push your mouth down to the base. He praises you in the middle of his moans and groans.

“Sweet spark, you’re doing amazingly…” His hips shutter as you pull you mouth of him with a pop, pressing kisses to his tip and down the length of his spike. You look up at him with those gorgeous innocent eyes. If the matrix would allow him, he would’ve cum just from your look alone. But he must wait until he is deep within you.

Optimus carefully lifts you up and flips around so you are the one now lying on his berth, hovering over top of you. He kisses you with intensity, glossa moving past your lips and tangling with your tongue. You can taste yourself on his dermas. He moves to kissing your jaw line, then down your neck, licking and sucking on the delicate skin. The perfume you wear leaves a tingling sensation on his glossa, but that doesn’t stop him from properly marking you as his.

He moves downward, marking your breasts. He shivers as he knows that these will be used to feed and nourish his future sparkling’s. You moan at the feeling of his glossa.

“Optimus,” You squirm under him, “Please… please please please.”

He looks at you. Your hair is in a mess, flushed cheeks and sweat beading on your forehead. You are worked up to the point of begging, this is exactly what he wanted. He gives you a small smile.

“Yes, my love, I hear you.” He chuckles as he watches you bring your legs up to your chest to present yourself to him, sending another jolt to his back strut. He lines his spike up with your pussy, a breathy moan escaping from him. He slowly, ever so slowly pushes himself into you. Your legs shutter as you engulf him, being stretched beyond the human body’s limits. A low groan emits from him as he can feel your walls fluttering around him.

“Primus…” He vents, holding onto the side of your hips. “You’re so tight…”

He moves his hips back and plunged into you again. You cry out in pleasure, not even bothering to silence yourself as you feel his spike abusing your cervix. “Optimus!!”

Optimus’s focus is on your face, contorted in pleasure and ecstasy. Primus, he loves this. He leans down to the side of your face, giving you a kiss on the cheek as he fucks you within an inch of your life. You will be bred, no matter how long it takes, his human mate will bear the primes sparkling’s.

“You’re doing amazing,” Optimus whispers into your ear, voice straining. “Do you wish for me to impregnate you?”

You eagerly nod, crying out as he gives you a particularly harsh thrust, the knot in your stomach becoming more unbearable. “Yes, Optimus! I need you to fill me, please!”

Your cries make his spike throb.

“Primus, you will look so beautiful. Full of my sparkling’s.” Optimus is thrusting into your pussy, eager to relive himself deep inside you. He presses his helm to your head, “You will be a wonderful carrier, my love.”

His thrusts become more and more sporadic as he nears his release, moaning into your ears, letting you know how much pleasure you have given him. You cry out as he presses himself right to the hilt, becoming undone and cumming hard on his spike. His hips shutter as he releases his trans fluids deep inside of you. His grip on your hips is hard as he feels you clench around his spike.

His trans fluids are hot and sticky, drops threatening to spill out of your tight hole. You whimper and whine as he gently caresses your now bulging stomach. He places a kiss upon your lips to mute your cries, you kiss him back eagerly.

Optimus vented; the matrix of leadership is satisfied for now. But he knows that you must be bred multiple times for his urges to lessen. He gently scoops you into his arm and flips around so he is laying down and you are sitting on his spike, you whimper as you feel his spike shift around. His spike keeps his trans fluids contained within you, ensuring that not a single drop spills from you.

You lay on his chassis as he rubs your back soothingly with a servo. You clench around him in a way to return the affection, “I love you, Optimus.”

Optimus hums, “I love you too, with all of my spark.”

He watches you drift off to sleep with a smile, knowing that tomorrow you will be bred again and again.

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Jitterbug | Bayverse!Optimus Prime x fem!human!reader

Pairing : Bayverse!Optimus Prime x fem!human!reader ( she is Sam's younger sister )

Summary : At first she was the exact same as her brother Sam , but after some tragic events she became a little bit distant . But when he came - she was confused . She did not know how to react when she realized that she loved him . When him and the Autobots landed on the Planet Earth , he expected humans like Sam to be intrigued by them , what he did not expect was to fall in love for a certain girl with bright blue eyes.

Tw : mental health issues , diagnosis of illness , angsty feelings , a very concerned Ratchet , confused Optimus , parents stupidity , but fluff at the end.

English is not my first language so if you spot any mistakes please just bare with me .

Ps : I got away with this one because OPTIMUS DESERVES SOME LOVE , but I really enjoyed it so I hope you do too .

Edit : I think it is so bad for some reason . Some people will say that the song does not fit with the imagine , but I think it is better this way .

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Let's just say that your first encounter with the Autobots was not like you've imagined it to be .

Not that you've ever imagined about meeting extremely tall and big aliens that can turn into cars .

You've never imagined that you'll fall in love for the leader of the Autobots when you first saw him either .

It was a cold night in the early days of October when you and your older brother Sam got into a really big fight .

Things got even worse when your parents came upstairs to calm you both , but instead of doing that they intervened and the situation escalated .

From arguing with your brother about something that you both forgot after a while , to both be arguing with your parents about literally anything .

Their criticism about Sam's progress in school that was not so good , how you were being a not so helpful person because of your mental health issues .

" How much more oblivious can you both be ? Sam do you even realise how much money we are going to spend for your college if you do not graduate form High School with at least decent grades ? "

Your father had told your brother , but he did not answered .

He believes that in situations likes this one - silence is the best option.

But when your mother turned to you . . . Sam saw red .

" And you Y/N haven't we spent enough money for your therapy ? Buying pills every God damn month ? It happened long ago , you should have been able to forget it by now . I mean , it is like you are doing it on purpose ."

He immediately grabbed your right wrist and dragged you out of your house .

Your parents yelling at you to come back at the house immediately or else -

That is how you found yourselves in the middle of nowhere eating McDonald's and drinking coffee inside his car .

Dad bought him a yellow Camaro with black details a couple of days ago , but he was experiencing some weird problems with it .

The most common one - the radio turned all the time on its own .

You loved it .

And so did Sam that night .

The radio was playing some funny jokes to help you both forget the ugly situation back at the house .

Uncontrollably laughing you did not hear a big track changing its form to a 22ft alien robot .

Optimus Prime thought that Bumblebee was still into his alt - form just because he enjoyed it .

The thing is that Bee was so happy that you both were laughing at the jokes , that he did not even noticed his leader looking down at him .

" Mother of Primus . Are you even listening to to me ? " Optimus Prime asked a little louder this time and Bee frozed in his spot .

When Optimus realized that Bee had passengers inside the car he left a breath he did not know he was holding .

Bee opened his doors slowly telling you to get out before he could change into his original form .

Both you and Sam were shocked beyond repair .

Bee was looking down embarrassed when Optimus kneeled on the ground to take a better look at you - both .

Coming close to your faces he asked :

" Are you Samuel Witwicky descedant of Archibald Witwicky?"

" Yeah . " Sam had answered holding at you like a teddy bear .

" My name is Optimus Prime . We are autonomous robotic organisms from the planet Cybertron . "

" But you can call us Autobots for short . " Another one said .

Where did he come from ?

" What's cracking little biches ? This looks like a cool place to kick it . " Another one asked .

You heard yourself silently laughing .

" My first lieutenant the designating Jazz . " You heard Optimus deep voice saying .

" How you learnde to talk like that ? " Sam asked smiling .

" We learned Earth's languages through the World Wide Web . " Optimus answered while looking at you .

Shocked by his piercing blue eyes , you did not realised that another bot had said that your levels were unstable and your body was asking for some rest .

Sam looked worryingly at you .

" And you are ? " Optimus asked you .

" Huh ? " You asked him lost in his eyes .

" She is my younger sister Y/N . " Sam had answered for you .

Suddenly you heard George Michael's voice in Bee's speakers .

" You put the boom - boom into my heart

" You send my soul hig - sky

" When your lovin' starts "

Ratchet the medical's officer had stoped Bee with what it seems to be a laser .

Optimus tried to save you both from embarrassed when he properly introduced to Sam that Bee was his guardian .

And while Ironhide and Jazz were both not interested in the conversation , Ratchet decided to tell his leader that you needed a guardian too .

He offered to become yours so he can have you close by his side since of your unstable health levels but Optimus decided otherwise .

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Ratchet was never more anxious and afraid in his whole entire robotic life .

After their first encounter with you and your brother , he soon realized that Sam was the type of guy that tried to fing good in every bad situation . He was alaways happy and funny . Laughing at everything him and Bee did .

You on the other side were more close , introvert , sometimes you spent to many hours of the day alone , you had sleepless nights , you found peace in listening to 80's and 90's music in your earphones .

And of course he had realized that you and Optimus - your guardian had a think for each other .

Everyone seemed to know except you two .

Although after the war between the Autobots and the Decepticons you reached your breaking point .

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Anxiety and panic attacks , insomnia , sleepless nights , nightmares , constant fight with your parents , Sam's abstinence , Ratchet's healt questions , Bee's teasing about you and Optimus - Optimus .

You can not lie .

You two were closer that anyone else .

Ironhide believed that your bond was even stronger that the one of Sam and Bee's .

You loved him - more that n just love actually .

You could not imagine your life without the big bot .

And when one day were you were at your worst , Optimus did not returned home that night chasing after some Decepticons , you thought that he was dead .

Only Sam knew why .

You left the compound that night crying and when Optimus returned and did not found you , he knew that he was in deep trouble .

Sam told everyone the truth .

One year ago you had lost forever your bestfriend right in front of your eyes .

The memory was just too much for you and you slowly started getting depressed .

When the therapist diagnosed you with it it was too late you were already deep within it .

Sam told Optimus that you liked him .

And after that Optimus knew what he had to do .

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You heard the big truck coming to a stop and after a couple of seconds the sounds of Optimus changing from his alt - form .

" Are you alright Jitterbug ? " Optimus Prime asked you coming closer to you .

Jitterbug . . .

The nickname Optimus had given you after he found out that the song Bee used was your favorite .

Wake my up before you go by Wham!

Your silence made him even more worried .

"Sam told us what is going on and I wanted to say that . . .

I'm sorry Y/N .

If I realized sooner maybe I could have find a way to help you . " He said .

" It's not your fault Optimus . " You finally said to him , voice hoarse from crying .

When you looked up at him - even in the dark night sky he could see your red eyes .

Oh Sweetspark . . . he thought .

He placed his left servo on the ground near you .

After a couple of seconds you hopen up while he was briging you closer to his face .

" Y/N I would like to confess something to you that I hope it will not jeopardize the relationship with have build up . Sam told me - " Before he could complete whatbhe wanted to say you interrupted him .

" Did Sam told you that I like you ? " You asked , tears already building in your eyes .

" Is it not true ? " Optimus asked you .

" No it's not like that . Look you are Optimus Prime . You are a Prime . The leader of the Autobots . And I'm me . Just me . " You said . Taking it of your chest .

" That doesn't meen anything Y/N you humans have helped us with so much that we can call your planet Earth home . And in my home your in too . I am willing to help you get through your pain my Sweetspark . " He confessed to you .

" I thought I was your Jitterbug . " You said to him while placing your hands to his face plate pressing your lips in his dermas .

He stared in your blue eyes , the ones he grew to love so much .

" What do you think about going back to the compound ? It's about to rain and it's a long drive . " He said and slowly he transformed back to his al - form placing you inside his cabin .

" Can you please put our song ? " Your sweet voice asked him and he for sure did it with happiness .

Wake me up before you go by Wham! was playing .

Your song .

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" Y/N your back . Is everything okay ? " Your older brother Sam asked you once he saw you .

" I am going to kill you . " You said to him while running to catch him .

Sam started to scream for help while Bee and Jazz seem to enjoy the moment .

" Primus . What is going on ? " Ironhide asked Optimus but before he could answer Ratchet showed up .

" Well at least her levels indicate that she is doing better . Someone save Sam , his stress levels are duplicated .

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ass up face down optimus fucking me from behind

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