#And Autobots won

[keferon]

Do you think...in the Shattered glass universe...Deadlock has kind of reversed version of his arc?

Do you think, instead of "bad guy becomes good" he has..like...villain ark?

Do you think...that would make Dratchet a married villain couple?

Do you think he would bring dead bodies to Ratchet as a gifts?

#for the ones who doesn't know wtf am I talking about #Shattered glass is kinda another universe where Autobots is villains and Decepticons are good guys #And Autobots won #And Shattered glass Ratchet is pretty cruel grumpy guy #I wonder what his morals could be #I haven't seen much about him #maccadam #shattered glass #ratchet #dratchet #drift #deadlock

[sparkleresthold]

Brothers from another batch

#transformers g1 #megatron #starscream #shattered glass #so a friend of mine has this sg au that I'm totally not obsessed with #where basically the autobots won the war and Cybertron is a dystopian hellscape #Starscream and Megs are orphans and kinda get adopted by Soundwave #Screamer may or may not take his duty as an older brother way too seriously #maccadam #my art

[bulbabutt]

anyway favorite tfa moment (go grandpa go)

#it is possible im hyping this scene up too much in my head #however: the autobots in this show are shown to be war crime committing xenophobic fascists #who MAYBE won the original war via using life forms they created to be living bombs to destroy planets decepticons were on IIRC #and our crew of guys are the punished demoted soldiers who are manual labourers because they committed crimes like: draft dodging?? #and this guy gets rewarded by the corrupt government system constantly despite being the WORST at everything because. duh. #thats what corrupt governing systems do. does it make you mad? good. #anyway i will stop and hope i dont have to type this out again cuz tumblr keeps deleting tags #the tf binge thoughts

[i-mean-technically]

Thinking more on the tfa au and like.

TFA and names.

Names are interesting bc they're given in boot camp with the Autobots, which has some BAD connotations, especially bc of how totalitarian it is there. But that's post war. Meaning that this was something that changed either during or after the war.

But focusing on The Boys(tm) and how they got their names in this AU.

Optimus, a play on optimist. Either praising or making fun. And I think that Kup gave Op his name, so it was a gift instead of a belittlement.

Sentinel, a guardian. Again, praising or making fun? We see in the show that Senti is VERY paranoid and high strung, his anxiety is well hidden but there. I think his was meant as an insult. Which ofc is a blow to his ego.

Lets play around with Elita too.

Elita, elite. If she wasn't the top of the class then she was close. Elite means best of the best.

From the beginning they were singled out in some way. Op named lovingly by a war hero, Senti made fun of for a mental health condition, and Elita named to show everyone that she's clearly better than everyone else just like Ultra.

Names have power. To give.

Or to take.

What did their names take from them?

@transingthoseformers i'm going crazy with the world building already help

#won the war #tfa au #transformers #maccadam #transformers animated #tfa optimus prime #tfa sentinel prime #tfa elita one #tfa naming conventions #the whole of tfa's politics is just so interesting #yeah the autobots but they lost their spark along the way

[whatudottu]

Related to the Autobot Experiment!Blitzwing concept you expanded on and brought other Triple Changers from G1 into:

Personally I’d have it so that Octane and Astrotrain were experimented on at the same time as Blitzwing but the three were considered too “out of control” by the Autobot government and all of them were set to be terminated with Blitzwing being the only one ho managed to escape and thus the sole survivor.

I feel like it’d help cement Blitzwing’s status as one of a kind and an outcast who only has himself to rely on that the OG series teased but never got the chance to fully explore, if that makes sense.

I do really like sole survivor Blitzwing, and I would make sense in an experiment to have at least a few subjects to prevent sample bias (little did they know that 3 psychologically damaged newly built war machines wouldn’t take kindly to rough treatment).

Maybe Blitzwing only managed to survive BECAUSE he was sparked a warframe and was already predisposed to understand physically to fight for his life so he went longer than Astrotrain - who was kinda a bigger target despite being the least weaponised threat - then he got boosted by double warframe for jet AND tank so Octane didn’t quite make it with only a jet. I just wanted to at least honour the characters I haven’t quite seen, the only Astrotrain content I’ve seen being Cyberverse’s and Blitzwing being of course Animated.

I was riding the coattails of @gritsandbrits of ‘make Blackarachnia not so much a hypocrite’ so that her techno-organic body dysphoria can connect with Blitzwing’s triple changing DID (perhaps even going so far as to alleviate the dissociation by creating Blitzwing’s faces to match their alters), so perhaps ‘trio of like-minded/bodied mecha being irreparably separated’ and ‘being one of a kind (beloathed)’ could be a fun dynamic.

#ask #anonymous #blitzwing #tfa blitzwing #astrotrain #tfa astrotrain #octane #tfa octane #blackarachnia #tfa blackarachnia #transformers #tfa #maccadam #i just really like the tfa bots because they are clearly very much not entirely ethical or moral #of the series that i have watched #they won the war- have canonically experimented with con cna and two civilian twins- and kinda have a fucked up science department #what’s one triple changer experiment gonna do to change that #again this was mostly motivated by grits’ reasoning to make blackarachnia a more sympathetic character #one who doesn’t turn and inflict experiments on her new side’s soldiers- ones which she is hypocritical about #but knowing there was more than one tc i wanted to haha EXPERIMENT by fitting the others in this autobot experiment #since i haven’t watched g1 i didn’t want to default to them being dead even if i’ve DEFINITELY modified broadside #and if the ‘bots still wanna try a tc experiment- the first trial went fucking wild so they’re gonna control absolutely everything about it #idk i just think because springer and sandstorm have similar/the same alt modes they could be the experiment basis for the jettwins- #giving two civframes anything ‘con or warframes need the reduction of variables and thus… get twin bots #this spiraling thought process only exists because tfa tc is a big deal #hah- a tfa sixshot would be an absolute disaster to go wrong

[still-not-over-transformers]

Here is some content for whilst I continue to work on my requests. I just really got inspired to write some Headcanons for (TFP and TF Earthspark Starscream x Reader) and how they would show their affection for the reader. 

TFP & TFE Starscream x Reader Headcanons (Showing Affection to GN Human Reader) 

Word Count: 900+

TFP:

Let’s face it, showing others genuine affection and praise doesn’t come easy for Starscream. This could most likely be from himself receiving more criticism and spite than respect and positive reinforcement. So when it comes to showing (Y/N) affection, it’s subtle, especially if other prying eyes or optics are watching. 

At first he would be aloof towards you in public settings, especially around the other Vehicons and Decepticons on the Nemesis. Then it would gradually turn into little jabs at how small you were, and how a helpless human such as yourself couldn’t possibly navigate the Nemesis on your own. But he was willing to “graciously” lend you a helping hand, so to speak. 

Despite initially choosing to ignore your presence, Starscream would quickly switch to insisting on having you near him as much as possible. The first time he received a compliment from you, he tried to brush it off with prideful boasting, “Yes, yes of course you would recognize my brilliance. As Second-in Command of the Decepticons, I must always set a stunning example for the troops.” Underneath the vain facade, the Seeker would conceal his fluster, as secretly he questioned what you gained from complimenting him. 

After a while, Starscream would begin to show slightly more obvious signs of affection for you. He couldn’t allow others to see him fawning over you, so he was sneaky about it. Often his favorite method to get you alone would be to take you out on patrols with him whilst in his alt-mode. This is when the Seeker would open up more to you, sharing his frustrations regarding work-life, Megatron being an unfit leader, etc. You were taken by surprise when he asked for your opinions on matters, as it was unlike Starscream to ask for anyone else’s thoughts. 

Winning Starscream’s affections was a long-game, but once you had his spark, you were his and his alone. Starscream doesn’t like to share after all. Especially not his precious little human. 

As for nsfw: He’s a huge tease. He enjoys feeling in control and often instigates intimate encounters. Making you hot and bothered until you begged him to finally enter you. If you give him a cheeky compliment on his frame or his spike, it was easy to tell if he was flustered by the twitching of his wings. Oh and his wings are VERY sensitive, if stroked in the perfect spots, it was very erotic for him. He’s very kinky and really enjoys bondage (for you) and has a stash of toys in his private chambers. 

TFE:

Starscream’s encounters with humans hadn’t been necessarily positive while he had been on Earth. G.H.O.S.T had seen to sew mistrust in his spark, making him reluctant to trust any human. But then of course, there was you. When he first encountered you, he fully expected screams of terror or you to flip out and run away begging for the Autobots to come save you from the evil, selfish, traitorous… Starscream. But you didn’t. You addressed him the same way anyone would when meeting a stranger for the first time. No judgment. 

This was a first for the Seeker, and it only further piqued his curiosity and interest for you. Initially, his old bad habits took over and well, he kind of kidnapped you. But only because he feared being sold out to G.H.O.S.T, or having Megatron find him again… Self-preservation, something Starscream was very good at. He wasn’t rough with you at all, just was keeping you close to him “for your safety”, as he initially told you. Sure enough, after spending more time with you, Starscream’s guard slowly lowered as he realized you weren't a threat. 

Trust wasn’t something easily won from the Seeker, but you steadily earned it. The first time Starscream didn’t hover around you and allowed you space, he was pleasantly surprised you didn’t try to escape. Starscream would slowly open up, telling stories of his adventures as a Seeker before the Great War. He didn’t open up to just anyone, so to see the genuine look of interest and awe in your eyes made him feel something. Something new. 

Starscream tried to be subtle in expressing his affections, asking you to help map out stars in your galaxy, or assisting him with selecting new locations to scout. But despite all of his cunning and skills at deception, he couldn’t lie convincingly to you. So if he had a surprise planned for you, it was apparent on his faceplate. If questioned as to what he was up to, Starscream would brush it off as a glitch in his system. 

Sometimes he would show off a bit to you. Even allowing you to go on flights with him, his favorite moments being when he shocked you with barrel-rolls and gunned it at high-G’s. Any bit of joyous or excited laughter would make his spark skip a beat. Starscream realized that he could in fact, make someone smile rather than cower, and he was glad he made you happy. 

As for nsfw: He would be a little shy at first, maybe a bit flustered by being desired this way. Starscream would be a gentle lover as the two of you initially began your intimate endeavors. Making sure you were comfortable, going slow, giving more than receiving. As his confidence grew, however, he would reveal just how naughty he was. He had an edging kink for sure, getting off at bringing you close to ecstasy and then withholding it from you. Also it is no surprise that the silver-tongued Seeker would be rather good at oral. He definitely got off on seeing you squirm in pleasure at his touch, and he enjoyed kissing every inch of your body. 

#transformers #transformers prime #decepticons #transformersprime #starscream #earthspark #starscream transformers #starscream earthspark #tfp starscream #transformers earthspark #transformers x reader insert #transformers headcanons #starscream x reader #starscream x reader insert

[marinatedsaltea]

Did one more — Allspark powered Megatron

We saw how powerful Megatron got after he almost obtained the Allspark at the end of Season 1, I would like to develop that idea. Marauder Megatron is neat but way too out of his character if you think of it. It was stated that the Autobots won only because they kept the Allspark away from Megatron. But what would happen if it actually ended up in his servos?

#transformers #transformers animated #tfa #tfa art #tfa doodle #tfa megatron #megatron #tfa season 4 #tfa cast #revive tfa

[tinydefector]

Hi! I have to say that since I read your energy fluid au, I couldn't stop thinking about it haha. I could have tfp optimus x gn!human!reader With energy fluid au? That the human is his first time to try something like that.

Tightly Wound energyFluid AU

TFP optimus Prime x human reader

Warnings: Smut, Blowjob, Handjob, fingerings? Valveplug

Word count: 2k

Request and Ask open read pinned post

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"I mean it Optimus, you look like you have slept in nearly a week,I know Cybertronian's probably work differently but you still need rest" the human argue at the Autobot leader, he hadn't been taking care of himself that much was evident to everyone at base. Ratchet had told him off for it too, the others weren't willing to talk back to their leader, but Optimus human charge, They are determined to make sure he rests. They softly scold him as he makes his way towards his quarters. 

Optimus vented softly at their persisting concern, touched by their care for one so much larger than themselves. "Your care for my well-being is much appreciated,but I can guarantee you, I am fine," he states, trying to plead his case, he had more work to do, scans to run and areas that needed to be patrolled. “Don't give me that shit Op, your optics look like they are ready to fall out of your head!” They argue back, it only earns a sigh from the Prime, he knows he's not getting out of this, they were to firey when it came to him looking after himself. 

Settling back against the wall of his berth, he tucked his legs beneath him and gazed down at their small form nestled against his chassis. After a moment's quiet contemplation, he conceded softly, "Very well. I will take your advice and recharge this night cycle. Satisfied?" His optics shoot from them, he knows if he looks them in the eyes he wouldn't be able to fight them at all. “I will be once you lay down” 

A gentle rumble built in his spark at the feeling their presence brought, even as his systems attempted to power down in preparation for repairs. Some battles were won through force, this one was going to be won by his charge, and they knew full well they were already winning, their stubbornness reminded him of megaton at times, not willing to back down, and they were willing to take even himself on For that, he was grateful, they didn't shun away just because he was a prime.

They lay against his chassis watching him vent trying to fall into recharge. It's silent between them for a long while before they finally move. His optics flicker back on watching them move. They sit up against his chassis. One of their hands reached up to his face, tracing it slowly. " can't sleep?" Their voice is tender now, the fight from earlier had left them as they watch Optimus struggle to find recharge.

Though his systems urged him toward recharge, his processor refused to shut down, Optimus could not fully power down; he was too wired, wanting to get things done. His optics flickered warmly as small hands traced gentle patterns along the seams and plating of his facial structure, he  into the gentle touch and a deep noise vibrated through his chassis.

" rest does not come as easy," he rumbled softly, careful not to disturb their exploration. Lifting a digit, he softly returned their touch, letting its tip graze their back with the lightest of pressures. "Forgive me, my processor won't shut down." He sighed, Duty was not easily set aside for him, so many things were at stake. 

 Gazing down at their small form outlined against the blue glow of his sparkchamber. " talk to me Op, what's wrong?" They ask softly. Their eyes looked up at him worried over what was wrong, they press little pecked kiss to his helm. In truth Optimus was frustrated and didn't know how to address it. For a moment, no words came as buried memories and emotions swirled within.

Then, venting softly, he spoke in a low rumble. "There have been many vorns since last I self serviced. Much has changed, I'm as you would say ‘Pent up’ " His voice took on a weary edge. "The burdens of leadership are not easily set aside, even in recharge. Responsibility for so many weighs heavy, and some days the path ahead seems shrouded in darkness. I strive always to make the choices that will safeguard our future...yet doubt can linger that I have made the right ones. And I have Neglected my own sensors"

He gazed off into the distance as centuries of struggle flickered across his optics. "It's something I haven't had the opportunity to fix." His plating fluttered faintly, a faint expression of inner turmoil.

They lean up and press an ever so soft to his lips, " can I help anyway?" They inquiry. Small hands cupping his face as they continue peppering small kisses across his frame. "Blowjob?" The human jokingly asks as laughter spills from their lips. "Sorry, sorry." They laugh more, pressing their face into his chassis. 

Optimus sighs wearily, field damping the warmth of your affectionate touches. While their humor and willingness to aid are well-intentioned, certain acts would go against his principles.

"I thank you for the offer of assistance," he rumbles gently, servos enveloping your smaller hands where they cradle his faceplate. Optics crinkling, he adds, "But I fear certain... biological functions may cause unwarranted distress to your human systems."

Lifting them closer, he gazes down at them with a small smile. His field radiates gratitude and care. While desire is not unknown to him, duty to his cause and their safety comes first. 

"Optimus the size doesn't really phase me if that's what you're worried about" they reply moving further down his form. "Would it help you recharge with some release?" It's an inquiry while they slowly move down his tanks to the interface panel. They run their hands over his form gently in circles. “I'm offering Optimus, I know it may be hard to understand but you deserve to relax and have someone take the burdens off your shoulders even if it's just for a little” 

Optimus vents softly, gazing down at them with gentle optics. While their intention is clearly to provide relief and pleasure, his worry is certain intimacies that could endanger their small frame.

Still, their caring touch along his plating brings serenity amid endless conflicts in his own mind. "You have a kind spark," he rumbles softly. "However, as your Guardian I cannot in good conscience engage in acts that could risk your well-being, no matter how well-meaning the offer." Lifting their face with a digit, he strokes their cheek with another. 

"Optimus just for one night, what do you want, not what you think, what do you want" they ask while pressing soft kisses to his plating. Orion stirs within at the words, 

Their delicate touches along seams and plating bring solace yet kindle fleeting fantasies, he wanted them, but it wasn't something he could allow him. 

"For one night don't be the leader just be Orion, relax, let me look after you" they argue back, and in that moment Optimus realises that he wasn't going to win this argument. " trust me, i know you struggle with trust but trust me " they state pressing kisses further down his interface panel.

He Venting softly. “I haven't done this before” he states. He's worried over so many things but the moment their lips press against a tender spot it has him gasping loudly, as a servo gripping the side of his berth.  His armour plates part with a hiss, baring the metal within to your exploration.

They smile as his spike pressurises. Small hands wrap around him. Slowly moving up and down, they slowly press a kiss to the base. Their eyes flicker down to his valve. "Just relax" they call out to him. 

 Optimus releases a soft ventilation at their careful touch, mental disciplines the sole barrier against fully surrendering to sensation, He traces their back with gentle digits as their tongue teases along heated metal and wiring. An age-old ache stirs within as desire threatens long-banished fantasies. 

The human's exploration pulls sounds from his vocalizer unheard since vorns ago, He meets their upward gaze, One of His digits trace cheek in gratitude. 

One of their hands moves down to Optimus' valve slowly teasing him open, they run their tongue along nodes as they move further down. Their eyes widen at the sweet taste. They dive in for more of Optimus' sweet taste. A soft shudder runs through Optimus' frame as their questing fingers dance across nodes and explore, delving deeper. It has him arching with a sinful moan slipping from him.  

He releases a quiet rumble at the sensations. His spike throbs as their tongue teases unseen nodes, coaxing transfluid rich glowing arousal from hidden manifolds. Their mouth drinks it as quickly as they can, and for a moment he worries over the effect of it in a human's system, but the worry is thrown out the window the moment they take his spike into their mouth. 

A whimpered sound leaves him, optics shutter at the sinful feeling of their mouth against his spike. "Damn you really are pent up" they tease, lips tracing patterns against  his spike, lapping up the small amounts of transfluid dripping from him. "God you taste amazing, so sweet " they call out before trying to take him further into their mouth.

Optimus releases a soft groan at their teasing words, optics brightening at their evident enjoyment. The praise and eagerness to please stir long-dimmed responses deep within his core.

He ventilations deeply as their lips and glossa work flicking lights that line his spike, coaxing fresh waves of transfluid from him. He had never had a partner tend to these sensors so caringly. So many things he didn't know were possible. 

His servos gently cradle them against his spike's pulsing heat, digits tracing their form in wordless rapture,  moans, cries and deep vents fall from him. They take him further into their mouth transfluid leaking from the sides as they lap up the sweet pink fluid. pulling away from a moment before moving right back down to his valve, rotating between both as they work Optimus up slowly. "You look so pretty like this you know" they call out.

Optimus utters a loud gasp as they redouble their attention. “please, please” he all but sobs out, rocking into their touch. Their praise had him melting under them. For the first time since before memory itself. strain-knotted lines, awakening his frame and he's nearly begging for release.

As ecstasy rises within burning waves, "That's it, so good for me, gonna overload for me sweetheart?" They call out, lips wrapping back around his valve node, sucking harder as they press their hand into Optimus' Valve, thrusting in and out quickly. Tremors run through Optimus' frame at their eager ministrations bring him swiftly cresting toward his peak. 

Their hands and sweet mouth coax ecstasy ripening within hidden nodes newly sensitised. Pleasure rends seams locked up his systems And as peak claims his senses, he cries out rocking desperately into each touch.

When Optimus finally overloads, he goes lax against his berth. Their lips and tongue work swiftly with licking up more of his transfluid. his optics online again it's to the view of their lips against his spike lapping up the pink fluid. 

Optimus vents softly as awakening creeps back into weary systems, steam vents from him, fans kick in as he lays there body almost like jelly. He trails gentle digits across their cheek, “what are you doing?” he asked with a static to his voice. 

They continue drinking up his transfluid, trying not to let it drip down onto the berth, eager lips taking as much as they physically can, their smaller body leant against his thighs as they clean him. “enjoying myself” they chuckle. His systems sink into peace, welcoming the touch as they devoted attention to every crease of his plating. They are dedicated to making sure no drop goes to waste, worshipping each sensor until static fades into serenity. 

“never thought you'd taste like Blue V” they chuckle while lapping up more of him, when they do finally pull away from his spike it's with a loud pop. 

"I think I'm going to have to make this a common thing, because i rather enjoy how nice you taste," they call out. Their tongue is stained pink but they continue sucking the sweet tasting liquid from his plating. Optimus ventilates softly at their suggestion, optics half lidded. 

Optimus vents softly as recharge's gentle tide pulls at weary systems so recently stirred alive. His frame relaxes into deepening rest with a contented rumble, his human's smaller form nestled safe against his thighs and interface panel still thrumming warmth. Their face pressed into the metal as they find sleep against his form. 

“You did what with a human!?” Ratchet nearly shouts, he looks ready to fall over when Optimus inquires about the effect of Transfluid on a human's system. 

“Ratchet please, I will explain but I need to know if it is harmful to a human” he pleads. He's worried about his human ward. 

Ratchet sighs as both Ratchet and Optimus stand there researching the effects. 

“no it isn't harmful, but you are now getting a full check up and you are going to explain how this happened!” Ratchet growls as he points a digit at the Prime. 

#transformers #transformers x reader #transformers x human #transformers prime #optimus x reader #tfp optimus prime #optimus #optimus prime #transformers idw #valveplug #transformers g1 #transformers lost light

[transingthoseformers]

TFA is so damn fun because of how unique it is.

Optimus is a fire truck. The autobots are typically smaller than the Decepticons. The war has been over and the autobots won, but it's been so many years that most of the mecha alive hadn't seen any of it. Starscream is goddamn pink. None of the transformers are really in disguise. There's a lot of goofy human based villains. The rank prime doesn't mean as much as we're used to it meaning. The Decepticons want exactly nothing to do with earth.

#there was one i put here but absolutely forgot what it was #transformers animated #transformers #maccadam #tfa #tfa optimus prime #tfa starscream

[lunarbreaksblog]

Hello! I was wondering if u could do HCS with both TFP and TFA Megatron x a fem reader who’s alt mode is a tiger?? Can you also do their reactions to when she transforms into her cybertronian form and when she first arrived to earth?

The color of the tiger is basically just like a normal one, orange with black stripes.

And whenever she’s in her cybertronian form she is a little taller and stronger than they expected

(You can ignore this if u want, ty tho!!!<33)

Megatron X tiger alt-mode!F!Reader

TFA:

He wasn't necessarily one for organic alt-modes but he could see the appeal of yours. Your strong dominant form that screamed that you were the one in control

He liked that in his lovers— loved that he and you clashed at times

So, when he first met you, he knew that he had to have you. You were an earth-bot, made from the allspark mixing with a unwilling metal. The Decepticons took you before the Autobots could, they let you pick an alt-mode. Unsurprisingly, you picked an organic mode.

But as you transformed, Megatron couldn't help but feel relieved that atleast his new lover would be strong.

You of course didn't know you were going to be his lover

TFP:

Megatron had seen a handful of Maximals and beast-bots before, also a rarity in the Cybertronian but instead of protecting them, the Cybertronian made them fight in the area.

For entertainment since beast-bots didn't have minds.

However, Megatron knew, after all he met you— the only opponent that took him down. Your striking alt-mode was covered in his blood and his mouth was dry. It was clear you had won and then you did the unthinkable that no Cybertronian had thought you could've done.

You transformed

Your frame was vibrant and sleek, his blood made your orange paint look nice.

Megatron knew he found his match.

#x reader #imagine #transformers #tfp #transformers prime #transformers x reader #megatron #transformers animated #tfa #tfa megatron #tfp megatron x reader #tfp megatron #tfa megatron x reader

[dragonridernoobie]

Sorry for requesting again:,)

But sadly, I am a simp for giant robots😔

I have come to ask for transformers prime: Optimus, Shockwave, and Soundwave headcanons for when their s/o accidentally(definitely on accident…) attempts to fight a child while with them(they are in their holoforms of,) cause ‘it looked at me funny’

I have no reasoning for this idea other than it being the middle of the night and ideas!

Sincerely, your transformers obsessed fan

P.S. Who’s your favorite tfp character?:3 mines shockwave

My favorite transformer is wheeljack, since he reminds me of a cool uncle. Transformer fans stick together, so no worries. Also, sorry it took a minute, had to do something called a job. Hope you enjoy!!!!

TransformerPrimeXReader

OPTIMUS

When optimus and (Y/N) were at a cafe since they saw it when they drove pass and it looked interesting.

While they waited in line, (Y/N) feels somone kick the back of their leg.

It dident hurt since they where in a haloform.

When they turned around, they see a little kid.

(It looked like the kid from shrek. Here is the kidvvv)

(Y/N) tried to be nice and asked them not to kick them.

The kid just kicks them again.

(Y/N) was about to snap and push the kid over Intel optimus hold their shoulder.

Optimus told them to not do that.

And that autobots don't harm humans

When optimsu turns around to order, (Y/N) trips the kid when it walks by.

Optimus gives (Y/N) a glare but sighs.

Shockwave

Shockwave and (Y/N) where at the movie theater.

(Y/N) had to beg on their hands and knees to get Shockwave to come with them to a place that wasn't the lab or throne room.

While Shockwave and (Y/N) wait in line, (Y/N) sees a child cut infront of them

(Y/N) grabs their collar and pulls them behind them.

(This is the kid btw vvv)

(Y/N) and the child actually start to have a yelling match.

Shockwave grabs their shoulder and talks to (Y/N).

Shockwave: "it's a child."

The kid then turns to Shockwave and yells at him

Kid: "and you're an ugly prickly bitch!"

Shockwave just stairs at the kid and turns to (Y/N)

Shockwave: "2 minutes, I will get a portal ready."

Let's say the day wasn't ruined 😈😈😈

Soundwave

Soundwave and (Y/N) where at the arcade.

(Y/N) knows Soundwave will not like anything to Physical so gaming systems then it is.

While Soundwave and (Y/N) wait online for a game called halo, a kid looks over to them.

Kid: "this place not for adults."

(Y/N) tell the kid to shut up, but they soon get into an argument

(Kid btw vvv)

Spon the Kid challenges both of you to a match.

Before (Y/N) van respawn, Soundwave puts their hand on their shoulder and shakes their head.

Soundwave then points at the kid and then himself.

Challging the kid to a 1v1.

When it was his turn, he put his hands on the toy gun, but (Y/N) sees him using his haloform to glitch out the game.

Soundwave won, 34-1.

The kid cried and ran to his mother.

(Y/N) enjoyed the day, so did Soundwave.

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[lets-try-some-writing]

Sparkless

Optimus Prime, the leader of the Autobots, is neither a Prime nor a Cybertronian at all. He knows this now, as do the team. And with that revelation, everything has begun to come crashing down.

Previous part here.

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There was a profound silence in the base as every single spark within froze in horror. The team stood still as stone, watching as Ratchet shook and laughed in exhaustion. Optimus laid on the ground, unable to move but struggling to see through the tears that formed in his optics as all that he knew came tumbling down. Ratchet, unable to keep his secret, laughed and laughed as he explained. All the while, those present could hardly comprehend what was happening.

Ratchet: I had no choice. Orion was dying. My friend was sick and there was NOTHING I could do to save him. We needed a leader, someone who could guide us... and so I made Optimus Prime. A clone body infused with the CNA of past Primes, a super computer within a Matrix shell, and an AI modeled after Orion Pax and altered to become what we needed.

Arcee: Why... why couldn't you have just made a real clone? The Decepticons have done that with their Vehicons for millennia-

Ratchet: I could have made it living, but that left too much room for deviation... I did all this for the Autobots. I spent every cycle seeing a machine wear the face of my friend so that we could have a chance for victory. Do you really think we would have lasted this long without my creation?

Bulkhead: We could have TRIED Ratchet! You didn't need to make some sort of construct to fill in the void!

Ratchet: But didn't I? The Autobots would have fallen apart and been horribly weakened without Orion. We would have splintered and Megatron would have won... so I made a perfect Prime, a perfect leader, and an unstoppable warmachine... although it was not intended to adapt this much. It was not meant to become so lifelike.

Smokescreen: Artificial life... that's- that's heresy.

Ratchet: You think I don't know that? I should have shut it down long ago. I should have wiped its AI once Bumblebee was no longer in need of direct care... But I didn't.

Bumblebee: All of this was just one huge lie? Why couldn't you have told anyone the truth? Why couldn't you have told Optimus?!

Ratchet: What would that have done Bumblebee? Optimus believed it was alive, I made it that way. You all would have destroyed me and my creation. I willingly accept that fate, but not until this war is OVER.

Ratchet: Until then, until this war is finished, I will fight against death and ensure that my creation fulfills its function... regardless of the consequences.

Ratchet stared down coldly at the lifeform he devised, watching in forced apathy as Optimus twitched and tried to cry. Ratchet's spark cried out in agony as the sheer level of emotion in his creation's optics, but the medic merely grabbed Optimus by the back of his neck guard and hauled him into the medical bay, not even waiting for the team to follow. Once Optimus was strapped down, Ratchet paused in his efforts and looked to the team with one question.

"I can purge its AI right here, right now... is that what you want?"

There was no emotion in the doctor's voice as he inserted a connecter into the back of Optimus's helm. The once Prime wept but could not make a sound as he looked to Ratchet pleadingly. The team for their part were still in a state of shock, but the moment Ratchet pulled up a program on his console, Bumblebee was the first to break free and grab the medic's arm.

"Stop! You would be killing him!"

"It is not alive, merely a construct I created for a sole purpose of which it has yet to complete. Leaving it in its current state could possibly lead to its AI going rouge. It was not designed to withstand the truth of its nature."

"Optimus is a HE! And HE has the right to live just as much as any of us!"

Seeing Bumblebee's resolve, the rest of the team were quick to take his side. Arcee and Bulkhead raised their weapons and stood between Ratchet and their leader as Smokescreen hurriedly undid the restraints keeping Optimus bound. Ratchet observed silently before nodding once and closing down the program that he had been preparing to run to wipe his creation's AI clean. It would have been a pain to work with a fresh Optimus AI, but Ratchet was more than willing if asked. He could not input the command on his own... not when his creation was so very full of life. But if ordered, he would obey.

His spark sang with relief when he was commanded to step away, even though his logical processors dictated that now that he was exposed, eliminating his work was the best option. If the Decepticons ever got their servos on the tech he developed to create Optimus, they would be unstoppable. And while it was a logical and valid concern, Ratchet similarly did not hesitate when commanded to let Optimus move again. He issued the release order dismissively and immediately turned back to the scans of Optimus's AI that were taken as the AI in question proceeded to fall to the ground and weep.

The team huddled around their leader, reassuring and comforting him despite knowing what he was. Seeing their reactions, a small part of Ratchet wanted to feel joy. His creation was being accepted despite its heretical nature. If nothing else...

A remnant of Orion Pax endured.

Things changed again and quite drastically around the base in response to the drama. Ratchet became all but a complete exile. He couldn't be killed or otherwise removed due to his medical knowledge and expertise regarding all things Optimus, but he also was not regarded fondly. Arcee was outright hostile and often did her best to make his life difficult without impacting the rest of the team. More than once Ratchet found his energon laced with something or other intended to make his tanks churn. He tended to meet her gaze, glare, and chug the whole thing right in front of her. He knew punishment was what he deserved, and he accepted it.

Bulkhead, and Wheeljack once he returned and was filled in, both kept to the habit of simply serving as Optimus's body guards in a way. They never left the false Prime alone in the same room with Ratchet, and even when they were all together as a team, they kept the medic from his creation at all costs. Smokescreen for his part tried to play moral support as much as possible and did everything in his power to keep the team from trying to murder Ratchet. There was a degree of appreciation in the medic's spark at the rookie's actions, but deep down every single bot knew that the only reason Ratchet still lived was because he was needed.

Heresy, traitorous behavior, lying, scheming, unholy artificial intelligence creation, blasphemy, unethical experimentation. The list went on. If he were on Cybertron, he would be lucky to only have a quick execution and his creation dismantled and throw in the deep archives to never be touched again.

Bumblebee was the only one of the team who seemed to be less angry and more understanding. Ratchet played a significant role in his rearing, and for that reason, Bumblebee seemed to be able to sniff out the fact that Ratchet had good intentions in creating Optimus Prime. The scout, despite lacking a voice, took up a role as temporary leader while the true commander of the Autobots dealt with an identity crisis to rival those who underwent empurata.

It was fine. Ratchet kept to himself and did not so much as look in Optimus's direction whenever the Prime emerged from his room to do something or other. However the odd glances he stole showed that his creation was hurting in every conceivable way. Betrayal shone in Optimus's optics as well as confliction so deep that it was obvious even from a distance. From what snippets Ratchet observed, Optimus did not know how to act anymore. He refused to offer Bumblebee any affection, seemingly fearful of what his actions meant. He second guessed every decision he was asked to make and only found himself able to move with fluency in combat where a swirling sea of thoughts was nearly impossible to maintain.

Relics were gathered, the team continued with their cold disregard for Ratchet, and Optimus clung to sanity by a mere string. He never uttered a word, but late in the night, Ratchet could hear him crying. The children were never informed of what had occurred, nor were the human government agents made aware. It was none of their concern. But of course, eventually Ratchet reached a breaking point when he traversed the halls late one night and found Optimus's door open, with the mech in question huddled up against the wall weeping. Optimus jolted when he entered, but Ratchet did not stop in his steps as he approached, knelt down beside his creation, and promptly began running scans.

"Why are you here, Ratchet?"

"You are my creation and our leader. It is my duty to tend to you."

"You were willing to kill me."

"Of course I was. You are an artificial intelligence, and I am sure you know from Orion's memory that such technology when combined with emotion can create... devastating effects."

"Then why leave me alive? Why create me at all?"

"Because we need a Prime. Your mission has not yet been completed. This war is still not won. Only once that is done are you permitted to be shut down."

"You won't let me die... will you?"

"No. You were too costly to make and currently hold far too much value to destroy. Do not forget, you are still Primus's chosen to the rest of the galaxy."

"I see. So it does not matter what I want, or what I feel. I am a fake anyway..."

"I will make you a promise Optimus."

"And what might that be?"

"When the time comes for you to be decommissioned, we shall die together."

"But you are a real Cybertronian. Why would you-?"

"I could theoretically make more like you, Optimus. That knowledge is dangerous. Not to mention, it is only right I receive punishment for desecrating the CNA and memory of my oldest friend."

"And so I must march on."

"Yes. Until this war is won. Then I will not stop you from choosing death."

"Very well."

A deal was made, and despite the pain that dwelled within both of them, Ratchet took comfort in his creation, and Optimus in his maker. There was understanding between them, a purpose which was to be fulfilled. When that was done, their sorrow would not matter anymore.

That was the truth they shared. And so as the weeks passed by, Optimus still wept, not accepting Ratchet's offer to shut down his emotional systems. Optimus's reasoning was that despite being artificial, he wanted to feel every single emotion. He wanted to enjoy the echo of life and pretend, if only for a while, that he was who he once thought himself to be. He focused himself on trying to go back to normal, only allowing himself to lament in the dead of night. As for Ratchet? He observed in silence and only allowed the guilt of all he had done to drown out all else when the others were not present.

He desecrated his friend, he destroyed his legacy.

All for the Autobots.

#transformers #maccadam #transformers prime #optimus prime #team prime #ratchet #bumblebee #arcee #bulkhead #smokescreen #artificial prime au #angst #NOW we are FINALLY going places with this au #took me like three months to fill the plot in

[mychlapci]

Your fans requested more and Synth-En Anon is here to answer.

Clearly they need bait to lure Ratchet in and who better than the newly amnesiac and reacquired Orion. Clearly the Council enforcers kidnapped Orion to lure their poor sire into their clutches and now Orion has to help them get him back. Orion who may have had a few fantasies about Ratchet and Megatron is more than willing to believe he would have gotten knocked up willingly. And Megatron being with him is only making it better. 

Ratchet doesn't even hesitate when he gets lured into the Nemesis which is cleared of all soldiers by Soundwave luring him to Megatron’s trap (pussy trap to be specific).

If only Starscream hadn't chosen the absolute worst day to steal Energon and get in the way. Ratchet just full on bodies him and Starscream assumes the begging position which Ratchet running hot and not thinking clearly takes as submission so he just takes him once much too quickly and enough to stun him before dragging him with him to the room where all his carriers are gathered. 

Megatron has smugly had them all arranged there.

Vehicon and Orion have been bonding as a distraction while Orion fusses over him and a distinctly more awkward Dreadwing. Orion has expectations about how a nest is run and is happily and gently bullying them into it while helping Soundwave with projects when he's bored. Pregnancy brain has made him a lot less suspicious and when Ratchet comes rushing in he sees all his carriers cuddling together and rubbing each others bellies sprawled out and Orion smiling at him pleases he's “home” and just throws Starscream in the pile–he scream as he lands on Dreadwing who quickly secures him while Ratchet fucks and cuddles Orion, dragging Vehicon the biggest and most neglected into it immediately. Starscream wants desperately to sneak away but Dreadwing has a grip on him and at this point Ratchet's pseudo-rut is affecting him.

He doesn't get long to wait anyway before Orion, smiling at the newest member and recognizing him from the news, happily welcomes him and drags him into a threesome. Dreadwing is the last huffing slightly but also immediately needy once he's got the chance instincts relaxing. Megatron comes in prepared to be smug but not prepared for the combination of languid post-sex Optimus plus all his other fellow carriers and Ratchet. His speech is almost immediately out of his mind as he's shoves down and into while Orion scolds Ratchet to be gentler while Ratchet says he can take it and Orion huffs moving down to hold Megatron’s hands and lay his head in his laugh to coo over him like he's been doing with everyone.

The room is not vacated for several days when Ratchet guarding the thoroughly exhausted pile in His Room from Soundwave points out they need to negotiate some kind of peace offering because with carrier protocols fully active Megatron and half of his high command isn't leaving and they need him more than he cares about them.

Meanwhile, Ultra Magnus gets called in early dragging in Wheeljack to plot a rescue.

-Ratchet Synth-En Anon

OHOho so Optimus still loses his memory, huh. With Ratchet’s siring coding pushing against his rational brain, that has to be a hellish situation. He just wants his carrier back. He wants all his carriers herded together in one nest where he will take care of them and his next generation. 

He disappears from the base one day and everyone knows the siring coding won. It’s tricky like that. 

Optimus - Orion is so clueless, he has no idea why everyone is squirming and nervous. Perhaps they’ve just gone too long without seeing Ratchet, the lack of a sire taking a great toll on their health. Once Ratchet is back, everyone is too fucked out and full of transfluid to worry about what Megatron’s plan is. Well, he has robbed the autobots of two soldiers, that’s good. That’s gotta be enough. That, and the new decepticon heirs on the way. He might have not really thought this out. Perhaps carrier coding is to blame.

mhmmm getting Magnus involved early for a rescue mission… Megatron probably keeps Ratchet out of it, so he doesn’t immediately recognize Magnus nor does he differentiate between autobots or decepticons, he’s just a plain intruder in his nest. They can’t drag Optimus off the ship and recover his memories because Ratchet won’t allow it and oh no… now Magnus has been dragged into the nest as well. 

#valveplug #synth-en #dubcon #pregnancy mention #heat cycles #texty

[rowiewritesstuff]

Do you know any members of the Djd at all? I have been craving some yandere Nickel content but if not that more Yandere Ratchet or even Knockout would be great!

Or even better, both at the same time

Ayo, I did Ratchet/Knockout at the same time, might write a part two for it!

TFP Yandere Knockout and Ratchet

You were first friends with the Autobots. You were very close to Ratchet in particular due to your recklessness. You often street raced and fought Decepticons. Ratchet was always scolding you while bandaging your wounds. 

He was so tired of seeing you getting hurt- he wanted to force you to stay at base at all means necessary. Optimus assured his friend that he would talk to you in an attempt to get you to make safer choices. You agreed to ease up on the dangerous situations- but you would never stop street racing.

A few towns over, a street race was being held. The cash prize was great as usual- but you didn’t care either way. You lived for the thrill of the race. You loved the adrenaline that would flow through your veins when you went over 100 miles per hour. 

You got in your muscle car and made your way to that track. Next to you a beautiful cherry red Aston Martin sat. Your car window was rolled down so the other car could see you gaping. 

“Do I know you from somewhere?” a voice from the car chimed. 

“I think I’d remember a gorgeous car like that. You must have one great job to afford a beauty like that.” 

Knockout allowed his ego to be inflated. Flattery is the quickest way to his heart. He kept staring at you through his mirror, trying to put his digit on where he had seen you from when it clicked. You were the Autobot’s pet! You always picked fights with the Vehicons that you almost never won. The fact that you won any was impressive, though.

You ducked your head back into your car and smiled brightly at him, “Well, best of luck! You’re going to need it!”

Knockout revved his engine as he chuckled. Him? Need luck? Preposterous. 

A woman stepped out onto the track with a flag raised up. All of the cars revving their engines in anticipation of the race. Knockout, however, revved his engine in anticipation to beat you so he could drag you back to the Nemesis.

The race began, and you quickly made your way to the front lines. You had to swerve a little to the right as the red car tried to bump you. 

After a game of cat and mouse, neck in neck, you pulled out in first place. As you slowed to a stop the red car stopped right behind you. You looked in the mirror in confusion until you saw a gun emerge from the side. 

“Shit! A con’.” You muttered as the red car shot at you. Quickly, you put it into gear and used your Bluetooth to call the base.

“Who is this?” Ratchet’s grumpy voice came from the base.

“Ratch! It’s me, I’m being chased by some con’ with a hot car!” You yelled into the car.

“A ho- what? Where are you?” 

“Uhhh, at the Montgomery Dam?” You winced as you told him. He knew about this race because you asked him ahead of time to bridge you there when it was time. He refused, so you had to drive. 

“Y-I- I TOLD YOU NOT TO GO!” He yelled. You felt actual fear. Ratchet had never yelled at you like that before. 

While you were distracted Knockout had managed to bump you, causing you to spin out. You screamed in fear as the back of your car went into a ditch. Your head slammed into the steering wheel making you see stars for a moment. You couldn’t hear anything except the ringing in your ears.

Knockout transformed in front of your car, pulling it towards him. He ripped off the door and began to pull you out.

“Hello there, doll.” he grinned.

“W-what do you want?” You struggled in his tight hold.

“You see, I like winning. I don’t like to lose- so this time I think I’ll take a win anyway.” 

“What do you mean?” 

“You can never lose when you have a new pet!” He grinned at you. “I think I’ll keep yo-AGH!”

You were thrown into the air as Knockout was kicked in the back. A cool hand caught you and pulled you into a chest- it was Ratchet. 

“R-ratchet, I’m sorry- I j-” 

“Shh. It’s okay. We’ll talk later.” He transformed and secured you into his alt-mode, going back through the groundbridge he came from. 

Knockout stood up with a scowl on his face. He’d been looking for a pet for a long while, and he’ll be damned if he lets the perfect one slip through his fingers. He’ll get you, just you wait. 

When you got back to base, Ratchet transformed and placed you on a cot. You looked up at him with those big doe eyes he fell in love with. He gave you a quick checkup as you sat silently. You were scared of the scolding you’ll get.

“So? I’m waiting?” He said. He noticed the confusion on your face, “For the apology. I told you not to go, and you went anyway. “ 

While you did feel bad at first, you couldn’t help but be angry at him. “I’m my own person, Ratchet! You aren’t my keeper.”

A dark look flashed across his face as he leaned down closely to your face. “I am your keeper. In case you forgot, I’m your guardian. I will make the calls for you. You will listen to me, or there will be consequences. Do you understand?” 

You glared up at him. “Maybe I should get a different guardian th-” 

A fist slammed down beside you making you shake with fear. His eyes looked crazed as he scowled at you. “Don’t,” he vented, “Don’t even joke about that. You are my charge. The quicker you learn that I’m just doing what’s best for you, the better- because no one else wants a reckless brat like you as a charge.” 

You both sat in a tense silence as he finished patching you up, tears falling down your face. 

In Ratchet’s eyes, you needed to hear that- maybe now you’ll listen to him. Next time he may just have to make you have an accident, so you can’t endanger yourself again.

MTMTE Yandere Nickel

Not too familiar with Nickel, but I did give it a shot! :)

You had been snatched right off of the Lost Light as a hostage. Tarn had intended to kill you after you’d lost your usefulness, but he discovered that you had similar ideals. While you didn’t agree with killing, you agreed that something had to be done against the council and the functionalists. Tarn decided to keep you as a sort of ‘pet’. 

Of course, with having a pet on board, someone has to be responsible for your care. Tarn doesn’t trust Kaon to look after someone so fragile, so Nickel was tasked to your care when he was busy.

She hated you at first. She hated you being on the ship, she hated your fleshiness, and she hated everything about you. Or so she thought. 

She soon began to learn just why you were on the Lost Light to begin with when Vos had been brought in unconscious and leaking energon. You immediately began assessing his wounds (much to everyone’s surprise). You ordered Tarn to get you the required medical equipment so that you could help him. Tarn just looked to Nickel who nodded slowly in confirmation.

You and Nickel began to work together seamlessly to heal Vos. She never thought that she could work with an organic so well.

As soon as Vos’ injuries were taken care of, Nickel questioned you on how you knew what to do. You tell her the truth: You were taught by the best medic Cybertron’s ever seen: Ratchet. 

Nickel grew a little more respect for you as a fellow medical professional, and sometimes got you to assist her patching up the others, or to clean her tools. 

One day, the ship came under attack while the rest of the DJD were out on a mission. You and Nickel worked together to hold off the vicious attack from the scavengers that were looking for a quick buck. 

Without her knowing, a scavenger had a blaster trained on the back of Nickel’s head- which you took the shot of.

Nickel realized what you had done when she turned around, and could only gape in shock at you. You saved her life? After how cruel she was to you?

The rest of the DJD came in not a moment sooner, slaughtering the scavengers in a matter of minutes.

Nickel quickly took you to the medbay where she quickly assessed the damage. Your arm was burnt and obviously broken. She couldn’t help the guilt that flooded her when she had to patch you up. 

While you were resting, she sat by your bedside holding your hand. Tarn approached her and asked “Are you alright, Nickel?”

The frown on her face deepened. “I never thought that an organic could be so… caring. They must be the exception.” 

Tarn saw the sadness clear on the minibot’s face. The way she held your hand tight and sat by your side. “If you want to keep this human… I’ll allow it. They seem to make you very happy.”

Nickel looked up at Tarn with awe, “Thank you, Tarn. Thank you.”

A few weeks later you were still bedridden on Nickel’s orders. “You need to stay in bed. I’m just going to step out for some supplies you need.” She gently patted your head. 

When you were certain that she was gone, you jumped out of bed. Just because you were injured didn’t mean you’d stay in bed. You needed to escape. While you did care for the DJD a little, they also kidnapped you from your friends and your home. 

You were careful as you made your ways through the halls, making sure to not be loud in the event one of the cons’ stayed on the ship. 

Soon, you made your way off to see that you were in a docking bay. This was clearly a Decepticon friendly planet, because there were no Autobot symbols to be seen. 

You began to quickly maneuver through the crowds of large robots, trying to avoid being stepped on. You opened a door that was closer to your size and grinned as you felt the warmth of a sun on your skin. The sun that you hadn’t felt in a long time. 

You ignored the pain in your arm as you jogged outside.  You just had to find a communication device to get a message to your friends. You saw a shop that was large compared to you, but not nearly as big as a Cybertronian shop. You quickly entered and looked around for a shop owner. 

An orange, human looking alien stood behind a counter. You ran up to them and asked to use their communication, and they agreed. You grabbed the comm, beginning to dial in Ultra Magnus’ number when a hand grabbed your arm. 

You froze in fear as your eyes followed the servo to its owner, to see Nickel standing there with a glare on her face. 

“What do you think you’re doing?” 

You tried to make up a lie on the spot, but could only get out stutters. Your eyes fluttered around the store when you got an idea. You looked behind her, and stuttered out “T-tarn?” 

 Nickel’s grip loosened on you and you darted away out of the store. 

Nickel was furious. She had trusted you alone, and this is what you do? She’ll make sure it never happens again. She commed the rest of the DJD immediately. “Tarn! They got away, somewhere near my position.” 

A verbal sigh came from the other end of the comm, “Alright, everyone. Find them but don’t hurt them- that’s up to Nickel later.” 

Now, the entire DJD was hunting for you on the small planet. You were trying to find another place with a comm, but no one else seemed to speak English. 

You were running to go to another store only a few feet in front of you when a pede slammed down on the ground in front of you. You looked up in fear to see Tarn’s crimson optics staring down at you. He glared at you as he snatched you up. “Nickel, I have them.”

As soon as you were back to the Peaceful Tyranny, Nickel dragged you back to the medbay. She forced you into a human-sized chair and used several layers of gauze to secure you there.

“Did you really think you would get away?” She scolded. “Now look at what you made me do. Your arm is probably worse off from that now- and it’s all your fault. I won’t punish you this time- but let me tell you something.” Nickel grabbed your chin with force and made you look at her. 

“If you ever run again, I will break your legs. You. Are. Mine.”

#yandere #yandere knockout #yandere ratchet #yandere transformers #yandere mtmte #yandere tfp #yandere transformers prime #transformers #nickel #yandere nickel #tw threats #gender nuetral reader #djd #tarn #maccaddam

[in1-nutshell]

Human Buddy the 5 year old and Sunstreaker being their new guardian

SFW, Platonic, Familial, Slight Angst, Human reader

IDW

Sunstreaker had known Buddy since they were a baby.

Sideswipe and he were good friends with Buddy’s parents, who worked with the Autobots.

How did they all became friends? They don’t even know.

It was just decided that they were going to be friends one day and no one objected to it.

Buddy’s parents showed him Buddy first since Sideswipe was out on patrol when they came in with the baby.

“Sunny! You’re back!”--Sideswipe

Sunstreaker transforming and stretching one of his arms.

“Yeah I’m back.”--Sunstreaker

Sunstreaker looks at Sideswipe holding something in his servos.

“What you got there?”--Sunstreaker

“Remember the baby?”--Sideswipe

“Yeah? Weren’t they due…”--Sunstreaker

Sunstreakers optics widen.

“No… Sides that not…”--Sunstreaker

Sideswipe just smiles and shows his twin the tiny baby.

Sunstreaker looks at the tiny organic.

“They’re so small…”--Sunstreaker

One of the parents comes to the two.

“I see you’ve met the baby Sunny. You want to hold’em?”—Parent 1

Sunstreaker is about to say ‘no’, but Sideswipe already places the tiny being in his twin’s servo.

Sunstreaker freezes looking at the baby.

He raises one of his digits and raises it above the organic.

The baby, with a tiny bit of drool on their chin, raises their hands to the digit.

They giggle a bit patting it.

“…As long as they don’t ruin my paintjob, I guess the kid’s fine.”--Sunstreaker

“Sure Sunny, sure.”—Sideswipe

Sunstreaker sends him a look before looking back down at the new parent.

“Where’s—”--Sunstreaker

“They’re at home resting. Buddy was quite the fussy kid.”—Parent 1

“Buddy?”—Sideswipe and Sunstreaker

“That’s their name.”--Parent

Sunny loves the baby so much.

Not that he would ever say it out loud.

So does Sideswipe, but he is a bit rougher in dealing with the baby.

Meaning until Buddy gets a bit older, Sunstreaker is the one who carries Buddy, or it has to be under his supervision.

Sunstreaker claims a lot of the time to not care too much about Buddy.

That car seat and booster seat says otherwise.

“Are you sure that the car seat is strapped in correctly Verity? I swear it’s still loose.”--Sunstreaker

Verity annoyingly tugs the seatbelt harder.

“Hey!”--Sunstreaker

“It’s strapped in Sunstreaker. Nothing’s going to move it.”--Verity

“It better not.”--Sunstreaker

“Aww, Sunny you do care!”--Sideswipe

“I just don’t want the kid to smear their insides in me.”--Sunstreaker

Sideswipe and Verity having a flashback to Buddy fingerpainting on Sunstreakers pede and him encouraging their work.

“Sure Sunny, keep telling yourself that.”--Verity

Buddy’s parents started getting on more patrol together.

Which means babysitting.

Of course, there’s other reliable bots around the base who would love to babysit Buddy.

But if Sunstreaker is around, Buddy wants to be around him.

Does this strike up his ego?

Of course it does.

But he loves Buddy so there isn’t much complaint.

As they get older Sunstreaker sometimes takes them out of the base for a little drive around the neighborhood.

Sideswipe tried one time to sneak Buddy off into a drag race.

One time.

When Sunstreaker found out, there was just a yellow blur seen leaving the Ark.

Sideswipe racing with the other contenders.

“Buddy! We’re almost to the finish line! Can you see it? Can—”--Sideswipe

“SIDESWIPE!”--Sunstreaker

Sideswipe looks at one of his mirrors seeing a familiar yellow Lambo coming his tailpipe.

“SIDESWIPE I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME! PULL OVER!”--Sunstreaker

“NEVER!”--Sideswipe

Ironically, Sunstreaker won that race, but he didn’t notice being too busy hunting down Sideswipe.

Miraculously, Buddy was asleep the entire time.

Buddy’s parents soon start going on more and more ‘missions’, leaving Buddy alone with the bots.

As much as Sunstreaker loves babysitting Buddy, he does make a point with Buddy’s parents about being more present in Buddy’s life.

They simply brush the comments off.

Sunstreaker doesn’t like it.

Soon Buddy being in the base suddenly becomes a regular appearance.

Even if Sunstreaker or Sideswipe were out on a mission Buddy would still be let in the base.

The first time no one was let known that Buddy was going to be at the base, they just wandered around.

Sunstreaker nearly had a spark attack seeing Buddy on Teletran Ones desk looking downward.

His paint job was scratched that day.

Sideswipe is very concerned and angry too.

Shouldn’t Buddy’s parents be with them?

Sunstreaker and Sideswipe marching up to the human couple with Buddy by their pedes.

“Aren’t you two forgetting something?”--Sunstreaker

The pair look at each other.

“… I think we forgot to get the yogurt from the store—”—Parent 1

“Your kid! You forgot your kid!”--Sideswipe

“No one knew Buddy was in the base! They could have gotten seriously hurt if we didn’t come in.”--Sunstreaker

One of the parent’s huffs and waves their hand in dismissal.

“They’re in one of the safest places in the world. They’re fine.”—Parent 2

“And they’re FIVE! They need their parents around more.”--Sideswipe

“Again, with this? Look Sides, they’re still breathing and not bleeding, completely fine. And there is always someone on base, so they are never really alone.”—Parent 1

“But—”--Sunstreaker

“Hey, Buddy isn’t your kid Sunstreaker, so stay out of it. We are their parents, what we say goes. Your opinion doesn’t matter.”—Parent 2

Sunstreaker clenches his servos to his side but keeps quiet.

“Now, it’s date night and we have a reservation we need to get to. Buddy’s overnight bag is in the main room.”—Parent 2

“Wait, this isn’t over—”--Sideswipe

“Can’t wait gotta go, thank Sides! Thanks Sunny!”—Parent 1

The human pair races out the Ark in their car, leaving the Lambo Twins with Buddy in their car.

Buddy pats Sunstreaker’ digits.

“Sunny? Where are they going?”--Buddy

Sunstreaker glared at the direction of the couple before softening his gaze as he looked down at the child.

He reaches down and scoops them up.

“Lets just get you too bed Buddy.”--Sunstreaker

They pout a bit.

“I’m not tired.”--Buddy

“Sorry kiddo, it’s bedtime. Don’t you want to see the new room Wheeljack made for you?”—Sideswipe

“… Okay!”--Buddy

Sunstreaker feels his energon boiling.

After Buddy parents bring them back home, the five-year-old is absent from the base.

As much as it feels good for Sunstreaker to get his point across, he misses Buddy being around the base.

Two more weeks pass, while on patrol when he gets a message from Sideswipe about coming back to the base.

“Sunny! You need to come back to base now!”--Sideswipe

“Now? I am literally across the city.”--Sunstreaker

“Don’t care. Come to the med bay now.”--Sideswipe

“Med bay? What is it that I need to come back so quick—"--Sunstreaker

“It’s Buddy.”--Sideswipe

“… I’m on my way.”--Sunstreaker

Sunstreaker is lucky that there were no cops or cameras on the roads he was using.

He is rushing into the base scanning for Buddy in their usual spots.

Reaching the med bay and is greeted with the sight of Buddy playing patting cake on Sideswipes chassis.

Also, by the number of Auotbots in the room.

Optimus, Prowl, Bumblebee, Ironhide and Ratchet are present.

 Sunstreaker gently picks Buddy up.

Buddy is just happy to see all their friends in one room, unaware of the danger they were just in a couple of hours ago.

“What happened?”--Sunstreaker

Prowl steps forward.

“I was out on one of my patrol routes when I saw Buddy on one of the park benches near an intersection.”--Prowl

“Now? At this time? But its almost midnight!”--Sunstreaker

“Hush!”--Ratchet

“As I was saying, I saw a suspicious looking van nearby and took them inside and drove off.”—Prowl

All the bots in the room tensed.

“A van?”--Ironhide

“Oh yeah! There was a big white van! I kind of got scared seeing it, it smelled funny. But Prowl was there so I wasn’t scared anymore. And I saw a raccoon too! It was fluffy.”--Buddy

“I have already have a report on the van if you are wondering.”--Prowl

“I got drive thru on the way here!”—Buddy

Buddy pulls out a little yellow plastic car.

“Look Sunny! It looks like you!”--Buddy

Sunstreaker just looks down at the little kid smiling widely at him.

“Yes, Buddy that’s a nice car.”--Sunstreaker

He pulls Buddy a little closer to his chassis.

“Why were they out so late?”--Bumblebee

“From what they told me, their parents left them on the bench until they came back with the moving van, am I correct Buddy?”--Prowl

Buddy looks a bit sad at this.

“Yeah, they said they would come back. They promised!”—Buddy

Buddy looks at Optimus with slightly teary eyes.

“Optimus do you know where they are?”—Buddy

Optimus comes up to the child and softly pats their head.

“I’m sorry Buddy, I do not.”--Optimus

Buddy looks down a bit.

“Do you remember at what time they dropped you off at that bench Buddy?”--Optimus

“Hmmm… I think it was lunch time. That’s why I was so hungry when we got the food.” --Buddy

Everyone is furious at the news.

Sunstreaker wants blood.

He doesn’t care if those guys were once his friends, he wants justice.

The bots end up keeping a closer optic on Buddy until they eventually fell asleep.

Ratchet takes them to their room on the Ark.

It was now time to talk about what to do with Buddy.

It was clear that their parents had deliberately abandoned them.

“I remember hearing about the adoption system—”--Prowl

“No.”--Sunstreaker

Everyone looks at Sunstreaker.

Prowl raises an optic.

“No? And what do you suggest then? You adopt Buddy?”--Prowl

“…”--Sunstreaker

“Oh Primus your serious.”--Prowl

“Sunny—”--Sideswipe

“I want to, that if the system can even allow it. Let’s faces it, I’ve been more of a parent than they have ever been.”--Sunstreaker

Prime places a servo on Sunstreaker’s shoulder.

“Maybe Verity can look at that.”--Optimus

“Really?”--Sunstreaker

“Really?”--Prowl

“Yes, that if Sunstreaker understands the weight of taking Buddy in and raising them. Then I see why not.”--Optimus

Sunstreaker firmly nods with determination.

“I do.”--Sunstreaker

“Well, if Sunny thinks he can, I’m behind him. Anyways someones gotta look after the two of them.”—Sideswipe

“And someones gotta look after you guys too! I’m in too!”—Bumblebee

Ironhide places a servo on Sunstreaker’s shoulder.

“We’re all behind ya Sunstreaker. You won’t have to raise them all by yourself.”—Ironhide

Sunstreaker smiles at this.

“Well you can all save your voice box with Verity.”--Prowl

Prowl opens one of his subspaces with a data pad.

A data pad with the digital version of adoption papers.

“Prowl? How…”--Bumblebee

Ironhide chuckles.

“Why was that in your subspace?”--Sunstreaker

“Something that you don’t need to know.”--Prowl

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do ya have any head canons or anything else regarding the B-137 murder bot concept? I'd love to hear it!

Like, it's such an awesome concept, Bumblebee of all mechs used to be a murder bot! It'll be funny to hear about team prime's reaction when they first hear about this.

Like, Bumblebee? The annoying, loud, brash, and goofy little bug? That Bumblebee? Used to be B-127??

Hi idk if you’re the same person who asked before but I didn’t fully forget i just got busy trying to think of something.

I head canon Bee doesn’t like anyone knowing what he did especially his friends.

He knows decepticons would want him for his skill at offlining while understanding why he did it. But he knows his friends would treat him differently and see him as a monster.

The only reason he joined was because Optimus found him and made a deal that if he was defeated he would do whatever asked of him and when Optimus won he asked Bee to join him and become an autobot.

Bee wasn’t fond of the idea at all but he gave his word and Optimus was kind to him. The good tasting energon Optimus would give him also won him over.

Bee was a teen by the time Optimus found him and lived his life working for hire killing others or going on unstable rampages offlining bots unlucky to cross his path.

Arcee doesn’t believe it at first but when she sees how Optimus reacts she realizes its not a bad joke. She’s flabbergasted and caught off guard. A bit defensive and unsure how to react since the bee she knows is a sweetspark and not a cold energon killer. Her conflict shows and Bee starts to avoid her making her regret treating him any different. He says its cool but she can tell he’s not like he used to be.

Bulkhead is more vocal about his surprise and takes time to talk with Bee when they’re alone. He shares his concerns but to Bee’s surprise its more of Bee’s own well being than anything else. Bulkhead reassures that Bee is still his friend and if he ever feels like he’s slipping to let a bot know so they can help him. That he isn’t alone anymore and he wouldn’t abandon him. Bee truly appreciates this even if its hard to accept Bulkheads kindness is real.

Wheeljack is more “that was the past you, you’re different now.” He’s like Bulkhead in making sure Bee is okay mentally and to let some bot know if he feels like things are getting bad again. He doesn’t treat bee any differently in fact he wants to spar with bee not holding anything back. Bee also appreciates this sentiment.

Ratchet demands a full check up to make sure Bee is okay and sets up a plan in case Bee slips mentally while also throwing wrenches at him for not telling him sooner. Ratchet acknowledges Bee’s past but he can’t bring himself to see Bee as anything more than the sweet youngling bot he first met when Optimus brought Bee back with him. He actually checks on bee at night while he’s recharging and rests a servo on his helm rubbing his head like one would a sparkling. Only Optimus and Ultra Magnus know about Ratchets new habit.

Ultra Magnus is upset Optimus didn’t tell any bot about Bee’s origin since he posed a danger to their comrades. Optimus gives his reasons stating he wanted Bee treated fairly and knew the young bot would keep his word. To Ultra Magnus that does not suffice and he makes the statement that Bee very well could snap one day and murder them all if pushed hard enough or has a bad enough day and before Optimus can tell Magnus that was inappropriate Bee storms off hiding his energy signature so no bot can find him.

Smokescreen of course is the first to speak out saying Magnus was wrong and that Bee was their friend. Stating that if decepticons can change and become autobots and be accepted then Bee should be no different. Smokescreen admits he saw Bee a bit differently and told said bot that but he also stated that no matter what Bee was his friend and he would always want him to watch his back strut on the battlefield. That assured Bee a lot but Magnus words definitely got to him.

Optimus was quiet throughout everything. He didn’t say anything to any bot he just left to go find Bee. Optimus would never admit it out loud but to him Bee is his sparkling. He does not believe his violent past should define his future and he refused to believe his sparkling would return to that life now that he’s been given love and a sire who cares for him.

Bee became a murder bot at a very young age. He grew up on the streets since no sparkling center wanted him. That meant he had no choice but to resort to violence and eventual killing to survive.

To Optimus Bee was more than just an autobot or former murder bot.

He was his sparkling who needed his sire’s comfort and reassurance and thats exactly what Optimus was going to do.

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