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HELLO, I really like u fanfics and the way you write, seems so canonical xd idk how to explain I like it, SO I DECIDED TO REQUEST THIS IDEA THAT IS NSFW, THE COMEBACK OF TFP OP BREEDINF KINK x reader but...it's Orion, let's say a scenario of the orion pax arc where he find a way to remember the reader when he somehow got into base without choosing that thing of vector sigma yet, he's memories kinda appearing there and so then when he looks looks the reader that shock happens again, suprised by he's desires...or something like that because I think it would be confusing to make a breeding kink with orion.sorry it's just basically just orion with the reader I am so sorrh for the large text that u need to read
TFP Orion Pax x human!fem!reader
I don't think I've ever seen an Orion breeding kink yet so this was really sweet to write!! Thanks for requesting ❤️
This is kind of an AU where the autobots managed to retrieve Orion before the key to vector sigma is used to restore the matrix.
Also essentially part 2 of my other Optimus x Reader breeding fic... read here!
Warnings: Breeding kink, reader is soft-dom, slight angst in beginning.
Word count: 3204
The Autobot base was on edge after the defeat of Unicron. Not only did you have to come to terms with your own planet being a host for a god-like being, but you had to witness Optimus Prime be taken hostage by Megatron. Your screams and begs for him still echoing in your own mind. The feelings of hopelessness and despair as Arcee held you back from running after him weighed heavily on your heart. He had looked at your tear-filled eyes, not even trying to escape. He did not recognise his own lover but instead turned his back to you to follow Megatron. He abandoned you.
Curled up on the couch, you sobbed. The other members of the team tried to comfort you, but you ignored them. That was not the Optimus Prime you fell in love with. That was not the Optimus Prime that would greet you every morning when you wake up with a soft kiss upon your lips. It had only been a day since he was taken, but every hour feels longer without him. So, you bottled yourself up from everyone to cope while the whole team discussed possibilities of what had happened to their leader.
After your sobbing had turned to hiccups, Ratchet decided that this would be the best time to tell you their plan. And to tell you what exactly happened to Optimus. He walks over to the human area and rests a servo on the guard rail, think over what to say. He softly calls out your name.
“(Y/n), I’m not sure if you are listening, but we have reason to believe that Optimus did not recognise you because he has lost his memories,” Ratchet says, waiting for any reaction from you, “due to the sacrifice of the Matrix.”
You say nothing and only listen to his words, thoughts plaguing the back of your mind. You turn your head just slightly to show him that you are interested.
“He has reverted to his pre-prime state, Orion Pax.” Ratchets says. Your ears perk up at his words. Optimus had told you once that before he was a Prime, he was an archivist on Cyberton, working at the Iacon Hall of Records. It shocked you that Optimus Prime was not always a leader or had wanted to lead, but a quiet and nerdy Cybertronian who got mixed up in the mess of their politics.
“But I have hope that even though in his mind he is Orion,” Ratchet voice softens, “He has the spark of Optimus. And we will get him back, I promise.”
You watched with puffy eyes as Ratchet and the rest of the team go through the ground bridge, curling back into yourself to grieve. Ratchet’s words help you, but it did not help the pain that still tugged at your heart.
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Night-time had fell and you had eventually fallen asleep on the couch, exhausted from crying. The base was empty, and the only sounds were your soft snores. In your sleeping state, you couldn’t hear the ground bridge portal and the clanging of pedes echoing in the base.
“This is… your base of operations?” A young Orion Pax looks around in wonder at his new surroundings, optics wide.
“Our base of operations, Orion.” Ratchet nods and places a servo on his shoulder, “We don’t expect you to remember anything yet, but this is the place on Earth that we call home, for now at least. Take your time to explore.”
Orion nods at the medic, walking around the consoles that control the ground bridge and the large computer, softly grazing a servo across the keyboards. Something that he was familiar with in this confusing time. He moves his optics over to the raised platforms and the small couch that resided there.
Orion turns to look at Ratchet, “The native lifeforms of earth, humans, are occupying this base as well?”
Ratchet glances to the couch then back to Orion, he was not sure if this was the best time to introduce him to you. But he knows that you would want to at least see that ‘Optimus’ is still alive and well, “M’yes, they can be rather… mundane at times. But they have proven themselves to be great allies to us.”
Ratchet watches as Orion moves closer to the human area, glancing around at the strange earthly artifacts and wondering what they might be used for. Orions optics then fall onto a small figure resting on the couch, they look to be in a stasis of some kind. Orion turns to Ratchet, “Who is this?”
“That is (Y/n), she’s asleep at the moment.” Ratchet looks down at the floor before turning around to return to the med bay, deciding that soon enough he will need some privacy with you, “She’s… been through a lot the last few days.”
Orion turns to look back at you, optics softening. He decides to get a closer look and peers over the guard rails to look at your face. He could not deny that you looked rather peaceful, and somehow familiar to him. Orion raises an optic ridge in thought. He had met the other humans and they were great but looking at you made him feel different in a way.
Unexpectedly, a flash of memories run through his processor. They were of you and him, spending time together, kissing, laughing together and… interfacing. A shock of electricity zaps at his spark and Orion had to stabilise himself to prevent him from falling over. His spark is humming and energon flushes to his faceplate, overcome by an urge in his spark that indicates that he needs to breed.
Interfacing… with this human? I haven’t even met her, why do I have these impure thoughts of marking her? He thinks to himself. His processor is spinning with confusion.
Orion didn’t notice that you were stirring awake while deep in his thoughts. You yawn and stretch out on the couch, opening your eyes to find yourself face-to-face with who you thought was your love. In an instant you jump up and run over to him in excitement and desperation.
“Optimus!” You cry out, tears welling in your eyes, “I thought I’d lost you! Are you ok, baby? Did the cons hurt you? Why did you ignore me?”
Orion is brought back to reality and leans back slightly, unsure of what to say. However, he decides to be reasonable and begin with greeting you, ignoring the erotic memories of you he had moments ago, “Hello, (Y/n), is it? It is a pleasure to meet you.”
You stop in your tracks, your heart drops to your stomach at his words. In just seconds the unimaginable feeling of relief you had erased into shock. You look up into his optics with furrowed eyebrows, “What… what do you mean? It’s me, don’t you recognise your lover?”
It felt like his spark had stopped functioning. These memories were not a figment of his imagination, you really were his conjunx. He looks at the tears running down your face and feels a tug at his spark. He needs to say something.
“I am… unsure.” Orion bites his bottom derma, he lowers a servo to you as an invitation, “Perhaps we can talk about his, human.”
Blinking away your tears, you nod and climb into his servo. You didn’t notice Orions small gasp as he feels how warm you are as you settle. He holds you close to his chassis as he wanders down the large hallway leading to one of the many berthrooms the base has to offer. It gives him time to think about what to say to you. He finds one that is far enough away from the main area and settles down to sit on the floor with you in his grasp, preparing for a conversation that will most certainly change his life.
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“And ever since then, we’ve been inseparable since.” You finished explaining to Optimus, or Orion now. You told him how you both met, the things you used to talk about and your favourite dates that you liked to go on. Orion had been intensely listening to you the entire time, optics never leaving your frame.
Admittedly, it was strange that the bot you were talking about was him. However, he cannot deny the memory of him on top of you intertwined in a tangle of metal and flesh, gently thrusting into your heat and filling you with his transfluids. His engines were running hot at the thought, but he had to remain composed in front of you. Orion felt so unlike himself and a part of him feels like he is violating you in a way, but he understands that it is not just his own urges to mate with you, but the remnants of the Matrix that was once inside him.
“I understand now, I apologise for making you feel abandoned.” Orion says, hesitating to bring up the memory, “But there is something else that has been on my mind.”
“Yes, Orion?” You looked up at him and tilted your head in curiosity, it felt strange to call him that, “You can tell me anything.”
Orion took a shaky intake, “When I first saw you, I had a memory of us. We were… interfacing. That is something we used to often partake in, is it not?”
Your eyes sprung wide, you had no idea that Orion was having memories of you and him having sex. It did pique your interest though and you had wondered if the reason he was so nervous and felt hot to the touch was because he was having dirty thoughts about you. Your face flushed and suddenly your own memories of Optimus ploughing into you floated into your own mind.
“Y…Yes, very often.” You say, looking away. The weight of the room has just shifted from light-hearted to one that you could cut a knife through. You can hear Orions spark humming, it sounds just as loud as it used to be when Optimus wanted to mate with you. You bite your bottom lip wondering if you should really be taking this step with him, “Orion, do you… want me to show you?”
Another jolt of electricity shoots through his spark and a rush of energon flows straight to his interfacing array at your words. His face is flushed blue, and his optics are wide in disbelief. That fact that a wonderful and beautiful human like you is willing to mate with him is beyond him. He slowly nods.
You give him a genuine smile and beckon him closer with a finger. He lifts you so you are closer to his face plates, he can finally see how flushed your own face is, finding it rather cute. He watches as you lean closer and place a gentle kiss to his dermas. Orion is surprised at first, having never kissed anyone else before but eventually leans into the kiss, his glossa licking at your lower lip.
Unconsciously, you had took the lead in order to guide a flustered Orion. You lead a small trail of kisses across his face and down towards his jaw to his neck cables. You did the things that you knew Optimus liked, kissing, licking, and nipping at the sensitive wiring. You were pleased when you heard small gasps and hitches of his vents letting you know that you were doing the right thing.
Orion tilted his head to the side to allow you more access. His dermas parted ever so slightly as he enjoys the new sensations. It pleasantly surprised him that you knew where his sensitive spots were. He feels you bite at one of the more sensitive cables and lets an embarrassingly loud moan out, making you attack that spot more. Satisfied, you venture further and kiss his chassis and above where his spark is, making him shiver. You look up at his face to gauge how he was feeling, and by the looks of it he was already a mess.
“You ok, Orion?” You gently ask, fingers lightly tracing the grooves and edges of his chassis. You couldn’t help but admire his half-lidded optics and flushed face. He gives you another nod, hardly able to form a sentence. You smile at him once more and give him a wink, “Open your panel, honey.”
Orion shakily lowers you to the ground in-between his thighs and shyly opens his interfacing array to reveal his very erect spike. You admire it for a while, taking in the red and blue detailing along the top. The tip was already leaking in anticipation, and you reach out a hand to drag your fingertips up the length of his spike. You can feel him throbbing at your light touch and his vents shuttering.
If Orion wasn’t worked up before, he sure was now. The feeling of your small fingers delicately grazing over his tip and teasing him was sending his processor for a spin. He watches as you withdraw your hand to strip everything of your body. His optics are positively wide as he gawks at your now completely bare natural beauty, plump breasts and oh so beautiful thighs, just like the memory. It’s taking all Orions strength and dignity to not touch you and kiss every inch of your soft skin.
You decide to give him a little show, dragging a hand down your stomach and to your sensitive mound of flesh between your legs. It’s not something that you would usually do, as it was Optimus’s job to prep you. But you did not want to put pressure on Orion yet, unsure if he knew how to eat you out. So, you do it yourself, gently inserting your fingers inside your already wet pussy. You moan softly as you touch and stretch yourself, feeling Orions gaze as you do so.
Orion is gobsmacked as he watches your fingers disappear inside you, desperately wishing that it were his own digits toying around with you. After a while though, he has had enough and reaches a servo down to pull your hand away, totally soaked in your arousal. His spark is aching with the need to breed you.
“P…Please…” Orion gasps, spike twitching. He gently tugs at your arm to guide you towards his spike, “I need…”
You smile up at him and nod, climbing up to straddle his lap with his spike in-between your thighs, “Any thing for you, my love.”
Optics watch with astonishment as you lifted yourself up to hover over his spike, he knows that you can take it, but witnessing you firsthand sinking down on his spike is astonishing to him. You’ve only sunk halfway, and Orion is already seeing stars. He throws his helm back as your tight walls squeeze down on him. It feels like nothing he has ever felt before, so soft and warm, like a thousand hot tongues caressing every inch of his spike. He gasps as he feels you bottom out, completely engulfed in your pussy.
It had been a while since you last been fucked by him due to the business of the team lately and you moan a sigh of relief, finally able to feel full again. Even though he was not Optimus in his mind, his spike felt the same and you felt the same love radiating off him for you. And you sat still there for a moment, taking in all Orions moans and pleads for him to breed you. You eventually give in and begin to move your hips in a slow pace.
“Primus…” Orion groans as jolts of pleasure shoot up from his spike to his back strut. He shakily places his servos on your thighs, squeezing them and kneading them as you begin to bounce up and down faster. You fill his servos so nicely and he never fully recognised how soft humans were until now. Your breasts also bounced lovely as you pleasure yourself on him, optics focused on the soft mounds of flesh. They were as lovely as the noises you were making. Your soft gasps and moans make his spark hum in delight.
“Orion… fuck…” You whimpered out. Orion began to meet your hips to thrust into you and it made you feel euphoric. The way he hits all your sweet spots inside you without fail as if he already knew how to fuck you is making you scream. You lean down to rest your body on his abdomen, giving him full control to completely ravish your insides with his upward thrusts.
His processor is flooded with thoughts of you filled to the brim with his transfluids and hopefully, if it is even biologically possible, you will birth his sparkling’s. This is what motivates him now, this was his purpose, to bring new life to the universe through you. He grips your hips hard and fucks you deeply with this intention, optics narrowed and focused. He can feel you gripping the seams of his abdomen to stabilise yourself, softly swearing and praising him through your moans.
“M…May I please release in you… please…” Orion stutters out, vocaliser malfunctioning as he begins to feel the charge of his overload brewing. You laugh softly, you found it endearing that even though he is Orion, he never stopped being a gentleman and always asks before he fills you.
“Yes, Orion! Fuck!” You scream as you come hard around his spike, your walls tight around him. Orion lets out a guttural moan at the feeling and continues to fuck you letting you ride out your orgasm. His continuous and desperate thrusts make your eyes roll to the back of your head and makes your thighs quiver. If he doesn’t overload soon, you were positive that you would be severely overstimulated.
Orion gives you a few stunted thrusts and pushes into you completely, he can feel the tip of his spike right on your precious cervix as an overload overcomes him. He whispers sweet nothings to you in Cybertronian in between his heavy venting as he holds your hips in place, pumping his transfluids into you. His spike throbs as he feels you clenching around him, and he whines at the wonderful feeling. His optics gaze over your body, your hair a mess, skin flushed and beaded with sweat. His spark is full of new adoration and love for you, and he gives you a soft smile.
He does not want to pull out of you, he needs to keep his fluids inside you for as long as possible to be sure that is sparkmate is bred, to ensure that none leaks out and is wasted. This is what his spark requires. This is what Orion desires.
You come down from your high and reward him with kisses to his armour plating, smiling at his shivers as you do so, “You did wonderful, Orion.”
Soft optics peer into your own and he rubs his thumbs over your hips in small circles. He could honestly cry at your praises, thankful that he had met you and allowing you to satisfy his needs. With your permission of course, he could breed you for the rest of his life.
#transformers#transformers prime#tfp#tfp orion pax x reader#tfp optimus x reader#tfp optimus x human reader#valveplug
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hello! I was wondering if you could do some HCS (or a scenario idrc) of TFP Optimus x Fem reader (not human) who is a single mother?
Could it go something like where when Optimus first met the reader and her little one he would just help her out and understand the situation. But when he and the reader start interacting more he like slowly falls for her and her little one?
(Hope this makes sense, if not just delete or ignore this‼️) Ty!!<33
This is really fucking cute. I will try my best, also I know there's a human form in the Fandom, I can't remmber what it's called (it's 1am bare with me) so I'm gonna do that for some situations since a 30+ft robot playing house with a child....seems hard to do without breaking something XD. also you dident specified what age the kid so I'm throwing in a 4 year old boy. Hope you enjoy!!!!!!! <3
Request are still open
OptimusPrimeXSingleMotherReader
When optimus met (Y/N) and her son was when they where cought in the middle of a fight between the decepticons and autobots.
Optimus picks up (Y/N)'s car while they are still in it and runs into the autobot base.
Optimus explains why they are here, the people that attacked them, what happens now, and the story.
(Y/N)'s little kid spoke before (Y/N) and ran up to optimus
(Y/N)'s son: wow! You are big! Really big! I bet you are a giant robot like in power rangers! Have you beaten a mosnter?!
Optimus actually shows emotion when this happens by smiling
(Y/N) takes his hand and put him behind her. She apologized for him
Tho, optimus if fine with it, he love little ones.
Optimus offers to be (Y/N)'s and her son's guardian.
Later, optimus talks to (y/n), asking if they have a place to live and where's there mate.
(this is up to you)
(Y/N) explains there "so called mate" has (insert here)
Optimus feels bad but offers then a ride home.
On the ride home, (Y/N)'s son is having the time of his life, since he loves trucks and he was riding in one.
(Y/N) son: mama! Look, look, we are in a big robot! Optimus! Can you transfowm into anything else?
Optimus: no little one but I am happy you are enjoying yourself.
On the way, optimus talks to (Y/N)'s son and enjoying their company.
When they got home, the kid was knocked out from all the excitement they got.
(Y/N) thanked optimus for tiring out her kid.
Over the next few weeks of then being there, optimus took (Y/N)'s son out for drives when she needed a break.
He offers to babysit when (Y/N) needs to go to work or a errand.
The other autobots noticed, even ratchet. Because of this, he actually became a softy toward you and your son.
I can see him over at you're house when you are at work, when you come home, he is in his human form, playing power rangers with you're son.
I belive after maybe...2 years of you knowing him, he could come you and confess his feelings to you.
Optimus: (Y/N). Will you give me the honer to be the father of you're child and let me be you're new mate?
You obviously say yes.
Optimus will teach you're son Patients, wisdom, and more.
Oh, don't worry, he definitely gotten 1000000000000000% more protective of you and you're child.
If yiu are wondering about the team, yes. They love you're child to.
Also, you might have gained a new child, well, a few new childrean. And their names are Bumblebee and smokescreen
Bumblebee has a mother now (Yay!!!)
You bet you're son is best friends with bee.
Wheeljack is the best uncle
Ratchet is the best grandpa
Arcee is the best aunt
Bulkhead is the best uncle
UltraMagnus is the best grumpy uncle
Smokescreen is the best brother
Bumblebee is the best brother
Hope you enjoyed it!!!! Here is something funny
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Hello hello and Guten Tag!
I saw your post and wanted to try to help with the writing ideas. Maybe give you a little challenge? 🤷♀️
Anywhizzle, idea time!
TFPSmokescreen x Cybertronian!reader who is a medicbot
Smokescreen is trying to impress reader with his skills and fighting. What he fails to realize is that reader is also skilled in hand to hand combat and easily knocks him off his peds.
Romantic or platonic. Smokey needs love and a wee slice of humble pie.
Ich wünsche Ihnen einen schönen Morgen/Nachmittag/Abend!
Hallo und Guten Abend, a fellow German I see.
He sure does need a slice of that humble pie xD
And I am here to deliver, hope you like it.
And thanks for requesting.^^
Medics do know how to fight
(I just love that picture lmao)
About this fic: sfw, gn reader, some romance
851 words
"I doubt medics know how to fight. I mean Ratchet surely does but THEM?"
"If I were you Smokescreen, I wouldn't be saying that...", Bulkhead chimed in, a hint of worry in his tone of voice.
"Pff nahh, am I right doctor?"
You just roll your optics in annoyance, continuing on working on the task Ratchet gave you, back to the others.
Atleast he stopped calling you doc, so that's gotta be something.
Yes you may be a medic in training but oh was he wrong with that statement of his.
"Look? They're not even replying, because they know I'm soo right."
You turned around to face the white red and blue bot, who had his arms crossed before his chassis so full of himself.
"Oh really Smokey?"
"Hey, you know I hate that nickname!"
"Fine, I will stop using it IF, you win against me in a 1v1."
"Oh, it's so on!"
"But", you add, raising a single digit at him. "If I win, I'm gonna call you that for as long as I shall live. And no more making fun of medics, I mean it"
"Pff, humans call that child's play."
Raising an optic ridge, you step away from the console, attention now fully on him.
"Go on.", you try to encourage him.
"At least step away from my equipment...", Ratchet grumbled.
Not wanting to have wrenches flying your direction you do as you're told.
"So, wanna start?"
"And no guns for Primus' sake!"
You chuckle
"Alrighty Ratch!"
The bot infront of you turned to stand in a fighting position, fists raised to the height of his chest.
Game on.
He went for a frontal attack, which your easily dodged by ducking and turning to the side.
You counter with a light blow to his side, making him stumble.
"Are you even trying? Or am I just too good to-"
And that sentence of his was cut right off as you went forward, ducked again and kicked his pedes away, making him fall right onto his face, taking a box down with him.
"I needed that!", Ratchet yelled furiously.
"Ow"
"I may be a medic, but I surely know how to fight. Next time you underestimate me I won't go so easy on you."
"Ha, they busted you Smoky!", Miko laughed, pointing at the red blue and white colored bot, who was now slowly standing up, rubbing his helm in pain.
"And they surely got that sass from old Ratchet..", Smokescreen mumbled under his breath.
A wrench came flying his way from across the hall, which you catched easily right after your sensors detected it.
"And I got mad reflexes so better watch out from now on."
"Okay, let me get this straight.", Miko spoke up again. "They busted your metal ass AND saved you. Damn, you're so in their debt!"
The she comes to a complete halt, holding onto the railing while looking directly at the Smokescreen, her eyes wide.
"You were trying to impress them!", she exclaimed, jumping once and pointing at Smokescreen.
"Smoky is in love, Smoky is in love!", she declared, jumping around excitedly.
"WHAT?!", you and the mostly silver bot said simultaneously, exchanging a rather flustered look.
"Oooh and they love you too. Robot romance yayy"
"Miko...", Bulkhead reprimanded her.
"Whaat? It's true Bulk! They're in love!", she said, gesturing wildly towards the two of you while looking up at her guardian.
"We've got two lovebirds.", she explained proudly, hands on her hips now.
Ratchet raised an optic ridge, looking between you and a now very flustered Smokescreen.
"Well finally it's official. I can't stand you two pining for each other any longer.", the medic said, rolling his optics, going right back to work afterwards.
Indignant, you finally turn to speak.
"And what makes you ALL think that we're in love?!"
"Oh please, I've seen the way you look at eachother. And you would NEVER accept to a fight like this.", Arcee mentioned, arms crossed over her chassis.
"I could not help but notice a tension you two hold.", Optimus adds, who had been silently watching until now.
"Not you too Prime..."
You clear your throat.
"Yeah sure whatever..."
While cleaning up the mess you two created, you made sure not to look at Smokescreen, who couldn't take his optics off of you.
Sure, he was cute and you mayyyybee caught feelings, but it couldn't have been THAT obvious. Right?!
"You fight pretty good for a medic."
You shoot a glare at him.
"I mean, you fight really good.", he corrected himself. "No more making fun of medics, I know."
You chuckle, nudging his side. "You're not too bad yourself Smokey."
His helm turns toward you.
"What? I won, so you're Smokey from now on."
"I love you!", he blurted out, covering his intake with both servos immediately after.
You laugh, placing a servo on his shoulder.
"Don't worry, the feeling's mutual."
You two stand up straight and you put the now tidy box on top of a counter.
"Who are we kidding? Even Miko figured something was up. Might as well indulge and make it official, don't you think?"
The bot nods. "Yeah, you're right."
"I know I am, better get used to it."
"Pff"
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I made small one shot in English and Polish, ik kinda new thing for me but i hope you will like it XD
and in bonus here you go small art uwu
English:
This morning was like any other at what Danny called "place of collection antique", in other words on junkyard.
Forest that surrounded the junkyard buzzed with wild life. It was an aftermath of yesterday's evening downpour. Strong smell of fresh grass and leaves in the air.
Also, surprisingly, there weren't problems with the team. Grimlock wasn't doing anything wrong with local animals, Strongarm has not fixate on anything new yet, Drift was just quietly meditating with Jetstorm and Slipstream and Sideswipe... he was just resting after his night patrol.
"Better Saturday morning couldn't be possible to imagine!"- thought Bee, while sitting on reclining garden chair, in his blue bathrobe, reading a newspaper in peace and drinking coffee.
Bee noticed that Russell was staring at him surreptitiously from behind the metal junk. The boy looked like he suddenly was having an internal conflict, to approach him and talk. Be sighed loudly at this sight.
"Russell... you know that I can see you from there, right?" he turns his head towards him, placing his newspaper on the table.
Russell didn't expect to be seen in his hiding spot, but how he finally found some courage, and went to him.
"Hey Bumblebee, sorry for that...! I didn't mean to make it so weird... and because Sideswipe isn't available now, neither Strongarm... nor anyone else, so I thought that talking to you would be alright. That is why..." the boy was looking at the ground and playing with his fingers, it felt so awkward to want to talk with Bee about this, after all, at this point he was like his second father.
"Why is that so?"
"I know, that as a cybetronians you make children in a different way than we do and that you have two fathers- Optimus and Ratich-"
"Ratchet"
" Yes, him..." Russell leaned against the wooden table, where Bee's coffee sat. The boy took several deep breaths before continuing again. "But did you have a mom Bee?"
"A mom? Why do you ask"- Be was quite surprised with this sudden question. He didn't even know what he should tell him, the closest thing he had to a mom was Ratchet.
"It's not big deal, I'm just having weird thoughts lately." He immediately turned his head away so he wouldn't have to look into Bee's eyes.
"You know..." Bumblebee paused for a moment to think carefully about what he's should say." Do you want to tell me about those thoughts? I promise I won't tell your dad, this talk will be our secret." he smiled at Russell and the boy quickly turned back to Bee.
He instantly felt ashamed when he looked at Bee's face.
"Come here now." Bee pointed at his knee.
He sat on Bee's knee. It was a quite odd situation to him especially after he stopped getting close to him (at least for 5 meters), when he noticed that Bee smells like a den.
"Bee, do you know why I live on this musty dumb junkyard with only my dad, far away from my friends and any civilization?"
"Actually..." Bee scratched his head." I never thought about it. I thought it's quite a normal situation... but when you put it like that... sound weird.
"My mom left for a sake of a new job and... her new family in Demark. Leaving me and forcing me to move here when she wanted to start her new life all over again... She left my dad first and then me...! What have we done to make her choose her new life over us?! She doesn't even want to talk with me anymore! Do you know when was the last time we spoke? One week before your arrival on Earth! It was over a year ago...!" he fell silent for a moment and wiped his watery eyes with his sleeve." Why doesn't she love me anymore...?" He whispered.
Bumblebee hugged Russell, fully understanding his feelings and fear. The boy was still for a moment, but gently returned Bee's hug after getting used to it.
Bee ran out of ideas on what to tell him, he didn't even know what to think about it.
"It's... not that easy to say whether that she loves you or not..."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that when you are an adult sometimes you are make very stupid and horrible decisions, while thinking that is only way to make you happy again... and later, you pay for years caused by the consequences of your own actions. Trust me, I know a thing or two about it."
"But unlike her, you were really hurt and you changed, you are trying to make everything good once again! She just dropped everything and disappeared from my life in one day." Russell began to gesticulate." One day you just can't handle your own life and..." he stopped for a moment and thought about what he just said.
"Sounds pretty similar to me, huh?" he smiled softly at Russell, who, embarrassed, quickly shifted his gaze to something else.
"It's still not the same... You didn't make any commitments you couldn't meet and you were younger than her."
"Unfortunately for me, the same can't be said about my biological mothers, Rusty."
"Mothers?" he was quite stunned by this news." From what Strongarm told me about you... you only had two fathers and an older sister."
"Two adoptive fathers, that's an important detail." he emphasized." Can you wait here forna moment?"
Bee took Russell off his lap, then quickly finished his coffee and walked towards the Alchemor. The boy just sank into a chair and waited for Bee, staring at the ground and thinking about this situation.
After several minutes, Became back, wearing his normal clothes and took a second chair with him. He put it next to Russell, then took out his black leather wallet from his jeans and from one of the tiny pockets it he pulled out an old, slightly yellowed photo. He gave it photo to him.
"Look." he said."
On the photo were two women in suits, a young girl in a nice looking blue dress and an even younger boy who have yellow dungarees and pacifier in his mouth.
"This photo was taken a week before my mothers gave me and Arcee to Optimus and Ratchet."
The boy was quite bewildered by it all.
"Why had they given you away..? You looked so happy together! Even with war happening. "
Bee sat down next to Rusty on the chair he brought before.
"From what Ratchet told me, they couldn't stand the pressure and under the pretext that our city was in flames they gave us away." he sighed."... and they fled to the other end of galaxy and no one has ever heard of them again."
"Oh... that sucks"
"Yeah, I know! Because of that I had many thoughts about it! I thought I will go crazy! Usually they were like; "what have we do to you?", "were we so useless to you?", "why didn't you love us?"... and I've had them over and over again since i was really a little boy. And then Tygerpax happened..."
"Tygerpax?"
"The place on cybertron... where Megatron killed one of the very important autobots- Jetfire and almost mortally wounded me and took my ability to speak for many years..." he gently ran his fingers over the wound on his neck. He stayed silent for a moment, then quickly cleared his throat seeing the worried look no the boy's face." Anyway! I stopped having these thoughts aftter that day, you know why?"
Russell listened in silence. Then Bee took the photo back and gave him another one. On it, his teenager self and with him were Optimus, Arcee, Bulkhead and Ratchet.
"Because I had a new family already that I could worry about. Of course in the beginning it was only me and my dads, but with time our family started growing! Heck, even Arcee came back after she ran away from the main autobots camp to work on her own. It gave me the illusion of normality at least... I just... I just want to tell you that you shouldn't care about people who abandoned you, if they really care, then maybe one day they will come back to you... Maybe even I will one day have enough strength to come back to my family.
Russell stand quietly, staring at the photography. He felt lost, but at the same time he was very reassured by what Bumblebee had just told him. He took a quiet but deep breath.
"Bee...?" he whispered.
"Yeah Rusty?"
"Let's take a photo too."
edited by @williamtrasheater
Polish:
Poranek był jak każdy inny, na jak to nazywał Danny- "miejscem kolekcji antyków", innymi słowy na wysypisku śmieci.
- Bee, do you know why I live on this musty dumb with only my dad, far away from my friends and any civilization?
- It's... not that easy to say, that she loves you or not...
Las otaczający wysypisko szumiał pełnią życia, przez wczorajszą ulewę, silny zapach trawy unosił się w powietrzu.
- Actually...- he scratched his head.- I never thought about it. I thought it's quite normal situation... but when you put it like that, it sounds weird.
Bee ran out of words how to answer him, he didn't even know what to think about it.
Również, o dziwo, nie było żadnego problemu z drużyną. Grimlock nie dręczył lokalnych zwierząt, Strongarm nie miała kolejnego ataku obsesji na dany temat, Drift w ciszy jedynie medytował z Jetstormem i Slipstreamem, a Siedeswipe... on po prostu odsypiał nocny patrol.
"Lepszego sobotniego poranka nie da się sobie wymarzyć!"- pomyślał Bumblebee, siedząc na rozkładanym ogrodowym krześle, w niebieskim szlafroku, czytając w ciszy gazetę i popijający kawę.
Bee szybko zauważył że Russell, patrzył się na niego z ukradkiem. Chłopak wyglądał jakby sam się ze sobą kłócił wewnętrznie, by podejść do mężczyzny i zagadać. Na ten widok Bee głośno westchnął.
- Russell... wiesz, że cię stąd widzę, prawda?- obrócił głowę w jego stronę, kładąc gazetę na stolik.
Chłopak nie spodziewał się, że mężczyzna go zauważy, ale dzięki temu, wziął się w garść i poszedł do niego.
- Hej Bumblebee, sory za to... heh! Nie chciałem żeby to tak wyglądało tak dziwnie... a bo nie ma Sideswipa, Strongarm... ani nikogo innego wolnego, zostałeś mi tylko ty...! Dlatego...- chłopak miał wbity wzrok w ziemie oraz bawił się własnymi palcami, czuł się bardzo niezręcznie przez potrzebę porozmawiania z Bumblebee, w końcu, w tym momencie był jak jego drugi ojciec.
- "Dlatego"?
- Ja wiem, że... że jako cybertrończycy rozmnażacie się inaczej i że miałeś dwóch ojców- Optimusa i Raticha-
- Ratcheta.
- Tak, tak jego...- Russell oparł się o drewniany stolik ogrodowy na którym stała kawa Bee. Russell wziął kilka głębokich wdechów zanim zaczął znowu kontynuować.- Ale chce po prostu zapytać... miałeś kiedyś mamę Bee?
- Mamę? Czemu pytasz?- Bee się dość zdziwił pytaniem chłopaka. Nawet nie wiedział co miał na ten temat odpowiedzieć, najbliższe co miał kiedykolwiek do matki był Ratchet.
- To nic wielkiego, po prostu mam dziwne myśli, tak sądzę.- natychmiast odwrócił głowę w inną stronę, by nie musieć patrzeć w oczy Bee.
- Wiesz...- Bumblebee na chwilę się zawiesił, by dokładnie przemyśleć co powinien powiedzieć.- Możesz mi o nich opowiedzieć, proszę? Obiecuję, że nie powiem twojemu tacie i zostanie to tylko między nami.- uśmiechnął się do chłopaka, który szybko znowu się obrócił w stronę Bee.
Zawstydził się praktycznie w ułamek sekundy, kiedy spojrzał twarz Bee.
- A teraz chodź.- Klepnął na swoje udo dość wymownie.
Bez pytania chłopak usiadł na kolanie Bee, czuł się dość dziwnie przez to jak blisko byli. Zapach najbliższej meliny przypomniał mu czemu przestał się do niebo zbliżać na dystans 5 metrów.
- Bee, czy wiesz czemu teraz mieszkam teraz na tym zatęchłym wysypisku tylko z moim tatą, z dala od moich przyjaciół i jakiejkolwiek cywilizacji?
- Właściwie...- podrapał się po głowie.- Nigdy o tym nie myślałem, wydawało mi się to dość normalne... ale jak tak o tym teraz mówisz, brzmi dziwnie.
- Moja mama wyjechała stąd, dla nowej pracy i... nowej rodziny do Danii. Zostawiając mnie i zmuszając do przeniesienia się tutaj, kiedy ona chce całkowicie zacząć życie od nowa. Zostawiła najpierw tatę, a potem mnie...! Co my niby zrobiliśmy, żeby wybrała swoją nową rodzinę od nas?! Nawet jej się nie chce trzymać ze mną kontaktu! Wiesz kiedy ostatni raz rozmawialiśmy? Tydzień przed waszym przybyciem na ziemię! A to było ponad rok temu...!- Na chwilę się zamilknął, przetarł swoje łzawiące oczy rękawem.- Czemu już mnie nie kocha...?- szepnął.
Bumblebee natychmiast przytulił Russell, dokładnie rozumiał jego uczucia i strach. Russell przez chwilę był w bezruchu, ale delikatnie odwzajemnił uścisk Bee po zastanowieniu. Mężczyźnie aż zabrakło słów jak ma mu odpowiedzieć, nawet nie wiedział co myśleć na ten temat.
- To... niestety nie jest takie proste, jak kocha czy nie kocha...
- W takim razie co to znaczy?
- To znaczy, że kiedy jesteś dorosły czasami podejmujesz głupie wybory myśląc, że to jedyne co może cię uszczęśliwić... a potem latami płacisz za konsekwencje swoich czynów. Zaufaj mi, wiem coś o wieloletnich głupich decyzjach.
- Ale w przeciwieństwie do niej, zostałeś naprawdę zraniony i zmieniłeś się, starasz się zrobić wszystko od nowa! Ona tylko wszystko rzuciła i z dnia na dzień zniknęła z mojego życia.- Russell zaczął silnie gestykulować.- A ty jedynie nie radziłeś sobie z życiem i...- na chwilę zamilkł i przemyślał swoje słowa.
- Brzmi dość znajomo do mnie, co?- delikatnie uśmiechnął się do Russell, który zawstydzony szybko zarzucił wzrok na coś innego, kiedy spojrzał w oczy Bee.
- To nadal nie to samo... Nie nakładałeś na siebie żadnych zobowiązań, których nie mógłbyś spełnić, do tego byłeś młodszy od niej.
-... Na moje nieszczęście już tego samego nie da się powiedzieć o moich matkach, Rusty.- podrapał się po karku i zaśmiał niezręcznie.
- Matkach?- Chłopak się zdziwił.- Z czego mi Strongarm mówiła, miałeś tylko dwóch ojców i starszą siostrę.
- Adoptowanych ojców, to ważny szczegół.- podkreślił.-... Możesz tutaj na mnie chwilę poczekać?
Bee zdjął ze swojego kolana Russella, po czym szybko dopił kawę, i poszedł w stronę Alchemoru. Chłopak jedynie opadł na krzesło i czekał na Bee, wbijając wzrok w ziemie i myśląc nad tą sytuacją.
Po kilkunastu minutach Bee przyszedł już w swoich normalnych ubraniach i wziął ze sobą od razu drugie krzesło. Postawił je obok Russella, po czym wyciągnął z kieszeni swój czarny skórzany portfel, a z jednej kieszonek wyciągnął stare nieco zżółknięte zdjęcie. Podał je odrazu Russellowi.
- Spójrz.- podał chłopakowi zdjęcie.
Na fotografii były dwie kobiety, obie miały garnitury, mała dziewczynka z ładną niebieską sukienką i jeszcze mniejszy chłopiec w żółtych ogrodniczkach i smoczek. Wszyscy wyglądali na szczęśliwych.
- To zdjęcie zostało zrobione tydzień przed tym jak, moje matki oddały mnie i Arcee Optimusowi I Ratchetowi.
Chłopak wyglądał na dość skonsternowanego tym wszystkim.
- Czemu was oddały? Wyglądacie na takich szczęśliwych...! Nawet jeśli była wtedy wojna.
Bee usiadł obok Rustiego na wcześniej przyniesionym krześle.
- Z tego co opowiadał mi Ratchet, nie wytrzymały napięcia i pod pretekstem tego że nasze miasto w tamtym momencie tonęło w płomieniach, oddały nas.- westchnął.-... a one uciekły na drugi koniec galaktyki i tyle o nich słyszano.
- Oh...
- No wiem! Przez to bardzo długo je obwiniałem za to wszystko i mnie męczyły myśli jak; "czemu to nam zrobiłyście?", "czy byliśmy dla was tak nieistotni?", "czemu nas nie kochałyście?" i tak w kółko i w kółko od najmłodszych lat. Aż do pewnego momentu kiedy wyruszyłem na Tygerpax...
- Tigerpax?-spojrzał na Bee.
- Takie miejsce na Cybertronie... tam Megatron najpierw zabił jednego z bardzo istotnych autobotów- Jetfira... a mnie prawie że śmiertelnie zranił i na wiele lat odebrał zdolność mówienia.- delikatnie przejechał palcami po swojej ranie na szyi. Chwilę siedział w ciszy, po czym szybko odchrząknął, widząc twarz zmartwionego chłopaka i wrócił do wypowiedzi.- Ale wracając! Wtedy przestałem mieć takie myśli, wiesz czemu?
Chłopak słuchał w ciszy, a Bee wziął od niego swoje zdjęcie z młodości i podał mu inne. Na nim był już nastolatkiem a razem z nim byli Optimus, Bulkhead, Arcee i Ratchet.
- Bo miałem już nową rodzinę, o którą się mogłem martwić. Oczywiście z czasem o dziwo zamiast się zmniejszać, powiększała się! Aczkolwiek po tylu latach uważam, że to dobrze. Nawet Arcee wróciła po jej "wielkiej ucieczce" z głównej bazy autobotów, tylko dlatego, że chciała udowodnić, że da sobie radę sama. Dało mi to chociaż ułudę normalności... Po prostu chce ci powiedzieć, że nie powinieneś się przejmować ludźmi, którzy odeszli, jeśli naprawdę im zależy to może pewnego dnia wrócą... Może nawet ja pewnego dnia będę miał siłę, by wrócić.
Russell siedział chwilę w ciszy, wpatrując się w fotografię. Czuł się zagubiony, ale jednocześnie bardzo uspokoiło go to co mu powiedział Bumblebee. Wziął cichy, ale głęboki wdech.
- Bee...?- szepnął.
- Tak Russell?
- Zróbmy sobie wspólne zdjęcie.
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ABOUT THE MUN
ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ ᴍᴜꜱᴇ(ꜱ) ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ?
-i think it's obvious i tend to gravitate towards sillier muses (Judas is pretty silly despite his origins, and between Bonkers, Draluc(TVDINT), and even Aziraphale, there's something inherently fun about them all albeit in different ways). there's a few exceptions like Silas(TFP) and Magnus(MTL) but even then my writing for serious muses errs towards making their situations silly if their personality isn't.
ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ?
-not really? there's some very specific themes i'd avoid but they haven't come up yet and i don't expect they ever will considering everyone i interact with, but i have no problem saying 'no thank you' if i have to. i definitely have areas i'm weaker at contributing to but overall i'm fine with doing anything from angsty-zany.
ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ?
- :L oh boy! yea, i love getting to write toon antics. i also like writing characters causing mild mischief and destruction, just getting let out and going wild.
ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ?
-nine times out of ten it's either from music or shower thoughts. the other 10% is inspirational muses slapping me upside the head out of nowhere.
ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ɪɴ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴏʀ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ?
-if it's something i really need to put thought into, silence works best so i don't get distracted, but otherwise i always have music playing even when i'm not writing.
ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇꜱ ᴏʀ ᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ?
-unless there's been something specifically plotted, i let my creative liberties run free. hell, half the time i plan stuff it usually goes off the rails in the best way XD
ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ꜱʜɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ?
-yes, all manners of it, not just romantic!
ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʟɪᴀꜱ/ɴᴀᴍᴇ?
-mimi! though i have no problem being called by any of my muses' names, or like '(muse name)+mun'. ie: judas-mun
ꜰᴀᴠᴏᴜʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴏɴɢ(ꜱ)?
-i've defaulted to Strange Animal by Gowan for the last 20 or so years
ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜱᴏɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ?
-currently listening to Toy Warehouse by Genius
ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ?
-yes!! shaking @ask-human-ratchet
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𝓗𝓸𝔀 𝓣𝓸 𝓜𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓣𝓸 𝓐 𝓣𝓮𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓱𝓮𝔁𝓲𝓪𝓷
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Summary: Cyclonus is afraid to show Tailgate his interfacing array. As a tetrahexian, it can be… a lot to take. On the other hand, Tailgate is more than eager to see what sets a tetrahexian valve apart from their cybertronian counterparts.
Content Warning: Brief arguement, mentions of getting body augmentations, valveplug, sticky sexual interfacing, spark merging, unusual genitalia (Cyclonus has pussy teeth), mentions of Rewind/Chromedome
Pairing: Cygate, Tailgate/Cyclonus
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A/N: A very special thank you to user AO3 slinkykinkajou for writing the fic that inspired this. Their ending notes to Neon Blue & Violet have been bouncing around in my brain like the DVD logo for basically a month. I said I would write something myself and I did. So here it is.
I posted the idea in a discord and apperantly tenderly making love to someone with pussy teeth is nightmare fuel. XD
This piece is not safe for work and is literally PWP. If you’re a minor please do not interact with this post in anyway, shape or form.
He loved tailgate, he truly did, and he truly wished he could show him every way he loved him. He wants to tenderly kiss up and down the silvery blue metal of his body, and ride his spike until blunt gray digits, glittering with his lubricant, leave dents in his pelvic plating from the force of his overloads.
But that’s not an option right now. Luckily, Cyclonus is a patient mech, who enjoys the journey more than the destination. So really, who is he to complain about the slow pace he’s taking with his beloved. If anything, Tailgate is the one being impatient about this, about their interfacing life.
Tailgate is impatient. He’ll admit it. But shouldn’t he be impatient about this. Not when Cyclonus reaches deep inside him, his valve, his spark, and wraps around him, his spike, his servos, like a boa constrictor waiting for the perfect time to squeeze just right, and take everything.
“I want to touch your valve,” he says as firmly as he can. He’s trying to be assertive. He’s working on asking for help, or things he wants. And well, he really wants this. More than anything, really. His servo itches to stroke lilac folds and his mouth salivates at the thought of wrapping his lips around that glowing yellow exterior node.
“I don’t think you’re quite ready for that,” Cyclonus responds. He denies them what they both want, knowing that they need to wait longer. That tailgate loves him, but that interfacing with someone like him can be terrifying. He just needs to wait one more month, to get the mods to remove the teeth around his labia and around the calipers inside him.
“But I was ready for you to turn me into an overstimulated mess 5 decacycles ago?” tailgate snaps back. And then his hands cover his mouth immediately. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to snap!”
Cyclonus sighs and gestures him to come closer. “ ‘Tis fine, come here.”
“It’s not fine! I shouldn’t talk to you like that! Ever!”
Tailgate finds himself helplessly pulled into Cyclonus’s lap, and his neck being nuzzled into by his conjuring. “I understand you’re frustrated, however it’s not you, the issue has never been you.”
“Babe…”
“Please do not call me those infernal Earth pet names.”
Tailgate chuckles and Cyclonus’s engine rumbles into his back. It’s nice, it’s peaceful, at least until Cyclonus speaks again. “You have to understand the issue is that my anatomy is dangerous, especially for a bot such as yourself.”
“Cyclonus, Ratchet showed me the diagrams of Tetrahexian interfacing parts when i went in to get tested for virus’s and get a cap put on my gestational chamber,” Tailgate responds, “I know what I’m going to see when your panels slide back.”
Cyclonus freezes. One of the few things he was afraid of was the eventuality that tailgate would see the barbed spike, which frankly intimidating for even other Tetrahexians, and see the sharp denta peaking between the folds of his valve and decided that Cyclonus wasn’t worth it anymore. That he was just as bad as everyone thought he was. But here he was, panel closed, and tailgate telling him that he knew, and the possibly, he didn’t care. “And you don’t mind?”
“If I minded I wouldn’t have been begging for the last few cycles for you to pull the panel back so I can like your pretty valve,” tailgate responds. He feels Cyclonus’s vents hitch and then blast hot air onto him. It’s soothing and arousing in the sense as it foreshadows what is to come.
Tailgate takes the silence as a queue to continue talking, hating to leave this moment quiet, when there’s a chance that Cyclonus is stewing in hurt and fear he is too prideful to show, a vulnerability he can’t show because he has to be strong for his conjux.
“In fact, the idea is really hot,” he finally settles on, “the idea that you could hurt me, but won’t, because you love me.” Tailgate takes a deep breath. “Oh slag. I want to touch your valve so badly. I don’t want to pressure you but-“
He’s interrupted by the sound of Cyclonus’s valve panel transformer in away and he scrambles out of his lap to take a closer look at his lover’s array. Tailgate is on his knees, in between Cyclonus’s legs, and his vents hitch at the glow behind his brilliant blue visor. It bathes his inner thighs in aqua light, and his yellow node pulses sunlight against the servo the Tailgate brings to it.
His fingers spread the lips of Cyclonus’s valve and show the rippling calipers inside. Sharp denta around the entrance almost completely retracted from arousal. He traces his finger around the edges of them and Cyclonus’s legs twitch and he brings a fist to his mouth to try and hide the noise that leaves his intake.
With one last look up, to confirm that Cyclonus truly wanted this, Tailgate transforms his battle mask away and lets him watch as his glossa traces his derma before he dives in.
He tries so hard to remember what feels good for him, what makes him wail and cry while Cyclonus is in between his legs, but he’s just so consumed in the smell and taste that he almost forgets he’s supposed to pleasing his partner.
His lips wrap around Cyclonus’s node and he doesn’t hear the keen because quivering purple thighs trap his helm exactly where he is, a clawed servo on the back pushing him deeper into the valve he’s currently devouring. He feels like he’s tasting sunlight, the way his tongue tingles with electricity and warmth.
His two servo trace the edges of his labia, the first ring of calipers with teeth, gently coxing them to retract before he pushes his two servos inside his valve, tips caressing the next line of calipers and denta.
Cyclonus has completely thrown his body back and is shaking, overwhelmed by the pleasure and love going through his system. He doesn’t know when his spark chamber opened up, he doesn’t know when his fisted servo left his mouth and began playing with the physical light pouring from him. He doesn’t know when it started spinning so quickly, flashing the room in bright blue light in flashes so brightly and quickly, that the echo of everything never left in the dark.
“I’m close!” He calls out to his lover. Was it in warning or was it a plead to continue? He doesn’t have time to figure it out before Tailgates servos push past the second and third calipers of his valve and the spasm around them in his overload.
Tailgate sucks his node and thrusts his servos through it, carrying him through easily the most intense overload of his life. Cyclonus has rip Tailgate’s head from between his thighs when the overstimulation gets too much.
His faceplates are burning blue, spark chamber open bathing tailgate in blue light, and he sees Tailgate open his as he crawls back up, faceplate-to-faceplate with his lover. Their chasises’ press together and he feels the flood of love, trust, and joy, carry and float him down from the high of his overload.
Cyclonus offlines his optics for a moment, he swears it’s just a moment, but when he comes back online his valve is closed and cleaned, his spark chamber closed covered by Tailgate resting on top him.
“You okay?” Tailgate asks.
Cyclonus grumbles at him lowly, but holds him closer to his chassis, to his spark.
“Okay less talking, more napping, got it.” He chuckles before nuzzling into Cyclonus’s kibble.
Silence passes over the two for a few kilks.
“How long until we have that double date with chromedome and rewind?” Cyclonus eventually asks.
“It started like… a human hour ago… I think.” Tailgate says. “We missed it.”
“Slag.”
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Hey hey! Just wanted to clarify on that ask from before. I know it seems like a wild concept that people won’t accept Lazerbeak as a drone when there are wilder concepts in your fic XD. However, from my knowledge, a lot of tfp fans watched the multiple videos on yt about Lazerbeak where the person talked about how minicons in the cybertronian society are often overlooked and are thought of as “lesser than” the bigger bots simply because of their appearance. This sentiment struck me and many others because I hated the idea of Lazerbeak being called a “drone” simply because he didn’t act or look like the bigger bots. The minicon racism (if I may call it that) is quite common in the tfp universe and ppl who watched tfp and rid, getting used to being defensive over minicons, might have also felt that it was wrong for Lazerbeak to be a drone. Yk at least that’s what I think is happening based on personal experience. Idk if maybe someone has already explained it but whelp…I might also be overthinking it tbh :3
NEVERTHELESS! I feel like I need to point out that I’m actually super glad that you didn’t know some aspects of the tfp lore because TEG remains the most unique (in the best possibly way) interpretation of Soundwave and the tfp universe that I have ever read. Honestly I absolutely love the idea with the 1st tentacle and how alien Soundwave’s cybertron is in comparison to the “normal cybertron” that tfp fans are used to. I know from experience that knowledge of context might hold back creative thinking and yk context is good but diversions form it can likewise result in something as legendary as your fic:))
Anyways sorry for the long string of text again ⁽ˊ꒳ˋ⁾
yeah no worries, I know about that video. I found out about it after people kept telling me Laserbeak was sentient. I watched it and thought, "yeah... but Rachet does call Laserbeak a drone." which is entirely what I had based my headcanon on. Ratchet's statement preceded that video by, idk, 10 years, possibly?? and in the absence of any other context, I was following what canon literally stated, heh
it just makes me laugh that people's brains reject the drone idea so strongly, as we've already discussed xD I'm not mad or anything when people bring it up =)
and thank you again for the kind words! woo woo 1st tentacle >D
#primary tentacle is up there with the spoiler for Face the Light as fanon that I'm super super proud of#ask#anonymous#laserbeak the drone#heck tell you what#if I ever get to do canon TF stuff#you'll know it's me by the:#drone laserbeak#preponderance of Mirage#and enough kissing to make the geewunners pee their pants with rage
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Dat’s right, People, it’s time for ‘Keef watches TFP and you just get the notes!’
This is for season 1, episode 21: T.M.I.
Please reblog or comment on this with your thoughts! I really want to know what your opinion of the episode was!
I write down the timestamps, but I watch Transformers Prime on Stan (an Australian streaming service) so they may be slightly off.
ALSO! I try my best to note points for every character, but tend to get a little caught up by Bee (although I think I do a pretty good job with the notes regardless) so do be warned.
~~~~Transition~~~~
00:08 - would watching these sorts of shows be the equivalent to watching really gorey fight shows for the bots?
00:17 - ‘the baddest beast machines on the planet!’ Then the camera immediately pans to Ratchet
00:21 - I’ve never related to Ratcheg more than I do in this moment.
00:31 - so it is 0-0 (Ratchet looks so pretty I can’t rn)
01:15 - Why is this not brought up later? A missed opportunity really. Like imagine if during a mission the bots had come across a cave with scratches in it and a dead body, it being the effects of a different cylinder.
01:23 - she said the title!
01:53 - the delivery, the way he holds the mop, everything. That was flawless!
01:54 - he’s so smug, I love it. + A shot like this highlights just how large Ratchet is compared to Miko.
02:01 - how did Ratchet miss the sound of the broom hitting the floor?
02:03 - AND WASN’T THE GROUNBRIDGE CLOSED?!
02:06 - WHY DOESN’T MIKO EVER LEARN?!
02:10 - the way Knockout and Optimus are fighting makes it look like Optimus is Knockout’s trainer at a gym.
~intro~
03:12 - they didn’t need a shot of Bee fighting. But I’m glad it’s in there.
03:21 - Optimus just standing there to say that is unbelievably funny to me. + Arcee fighting Breakdown in the background and winning!
03:30 - so.. Optimus just stood there to say that, before proceeding to leave the artefact unguarded?
03:34 - I laughed a bit too hard just then
03:45 - Are they just taking up human phrases or?-
03:49 - I’m so confused XD
04:07 - that’s the way a dog reacts when you call for them and they didn’t notice you had left their side.
04:15 - I’m pretty sure Bee’s been fighting the same Vehicon this whole scene.
04:21 - the way her hair moves tho
04:22 - When did he get all the way over there?? AND WHY?? I seriously doubt that Bee would’ve found ramming into that Vehicon very effective.
04:26 - Couldn’t Ratchet just use Miko’s phone coordinates?
05:07 - he didn’t even try to move! Well.. maybe it was holding him there??
05:13 - the way his wheels slowly rotated.
05:19 - Damn.. I wish there was more of Knockout interacting with the autobots. Actually any decepticons interacting with the autobots.
05:21 - weird jump cut. Hehe What’s with the medics being so smug? I love it.
05:25 - they left the Vehicons behind.
05:32 - …what? Cleary the joke is that it wasn’t even remotely correct in phrasing but.. but why would ‘smart’ be involved in the sentence at all?
05:33 - Miko looking up at him in awe after the dumbest sentence ever.
05:35 - pretty background
05:43 - Ratchet doesn’t push Bulkhead at all, he just guides him back into a sitting position.
05:49 - Something to consider is how often Bulkhead resists proper medical treatment.
05:54 - Her interpretation is so unbelievably irrelevant in this situation.
06:02 - the broom is so small hehehe
06:07 - Bulkhead’s laugh
06:26 - hehe, short.
06:43 - h e y . Unnecessarily rude towards Breakdown.
06:46 - Breakdown appreciation moment.
07:14 - I want to know what Ratchet’s imagining rn.
07:34 - Why does Optimus’s have a battle mask on?
08:03 - the way they look at each other while theorising.
08:04 - A very peculiar way to say ‘would’ve shot up into space’ especially for a bunch or robots that don’t believe in heaven.
08:07 - EXTREMELY WEIRD WAY TO SAY HEAD. (+I cannot look away from Bee rn. What is he doing? Why is it so cute??)
08:19 - I refuse to believe that the cylinder lay on Earth completely undisturbed. 100% an animal would’ve gotten to it first.
08:28 - Yet she won’t learn.
08:31 - what did he say?? Is Arcee rephrasing the question? Why would she need to? I guess maybe he could’ve said ‘and the paintings?’ Because very few times do the beeps line up with what could’ve been said.
08:35 - when Ratchet says ‘anyone’ he looks at Optimus. It also just so happens that both are moving quite a bit.
08:42 - Optimus’s face-
08:43 - Bee just busting a move in excitement is so adorable and silly and AAAAA-
08:57 - Woa- Bulkhead is moving like a muppet. They’re all heavily animated (which makes sense considering that this is an exciting thing)
08:59 - Ratchet and his wandering eyes.
09:08 - just watch the whole scene again and watched the way everyone keeps moving.
09:32 - Concerned siblings
09:33 - ARCEE NO! Respond to him! WHAT DID HE SAAAY?!
10:03 - that’s sad
10:06 - Purging
10:12 - finishing each other’s sentences
10:20 - height difference
10:27 - heavy clipping on Arcee.
11:23 - I can’t believe he forgot his own work mother!
11:33 - how did she pick up on that so easily??
11:38 - He sounds like a parent rn..
11:55 - No, why is this so heavy?! TFP pulling at the heart strings rn.
12:20 - Something to recognise is that Optimus isn’t standing there, composed and stoic. He’s actively forcing himself to look that way for everyone’s sakes. There’s only so much a character can take before a stoic look becomes forced. I also could be looking too far into it, but where's the fun in that?
12:54 - A clever way to avoid answering without lying.
13:05 - she should’ve tried boyfriend- Does she just… have that photo open all the time?
13:34 - I THOUGHT SOMEONE HAD TO MANUALLY PULL THAT DOWN
13:42 - that paint’s gonna dry.
14:13 - missed opportunity to say ‘bring me the bull’s head.’
15:27 - someone thought ‘Knockout should do a flip’ and everyone else agreed. Makes the world a little bit better.
15:33 - Oooooh like ‘a little too much to drink’
15:43 - *throws to the Optimus fans* FEAST!
15:50 - …We all saw Bee do a one-handed cartwheel, right?
16:07 - Bulkhead isn’t there + they doubled up on some models + it’s very inconsistent with the order, number and types of cars there. It keeps changing.
16:45 - A nice detail is that Knockout uses the cares to help him get up.
17:57 - that’s so dark omgawd
19:18 - smart
20:01 - now if she were a real person, I would not being saying this because I’m not that evil… but yes. If she had stayed back like she was supposed to none of this would’ve happened.
20:05 - THE WAY OPTIMUS SAID MIKO! AA-
20:16 - Arcee’s gentle voice, Bee’s quick little nod.
20:20 - EVEN RATCHET. AHH. I know understand people that do bot x reader stories like this.
20:26 - as Miko gets an idea there’s a dong in the audio. It’s perfect.
20:46 - Bee is the only one that moves in this shot. Literally everyone else, including Miko, stays put.
20:58 - her hair acts like animal ears, goddamn.
21:04 - he’s alive!
21:06 - everyone leans in s l i g h t l y
21:18 - considering that she strummed it once, does that mean that Bulkhead and Miko ist listen to the same song on loop?
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So that was TMI
I didn’t expect to cry so much. I’ll tell ya that. It’s a good episode, but one I would skip during a more select viewing experience, but will sit through during a binge.
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I love your MegaRod fics <3 so good.
Do you think Rodimus ends up becoming a stereotypically anxious parent and as soon as Megatron mentions even the most minor of complaints he wants to call for Ratchet? Or is he more chill, willing to follow Megatron's lead?
I'll freely admit to basically seeing Megatron's approach to carrying as what one might expect from ye olde farmer's wife. Work until the baby is almost out, then rest half a day and back to work.
What do you think they're like?
Oh of course he's anxious, especially because his own biology is sorta weird! Rodimus can catch himself on fire, so what the hell can his unborn sparkling do. Ratchet is on speed dial, and it gets to the point where Megatron won't professionally work with him anymore because his concern gets in the way of actual work.
They do not have bridge duty at the same time XD
And since Megatron is old, and trusts that the people around him are taking care of him, he's not as worried. He always wanted a family and considers himself lucky to have one while he's technically on parole. He deals with occasional unreasonable heat flashes due to Rodimus being the sire, but other than that he's fine. He tries to focus on the positives and the future to help Rodimus with his anxiety.
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‘Imagine Your S/I Was Canon…’ Self-Ship Ask
📝👯🏷️☕️🛌💘🙈🎞️💌👀
Animated again!
📝: I already answered this but to keep it brief I'm Sari's governess and private tutor who moonlights as a superhero named Streetheart. I exists mainly so the Autobots can have another girl and one who isn't just used for a male characters backstory drama (cough Blackarachnia for Optimus and sentinel cough cough arcee for ratchet's)
👯 As much I hate to admit it: Blackarachnia. We're both the sole major female member of our main factions. We're both organic and have romantic attraction towards Optimus; involved in STEM and make our own inventions. We both have purple in our color palettes. We're even black (Arachnia's VA). This is actually a source of conflict because in a lot of ways I remind Optimus of Elita which is WHY he was afraid of admitting his feelings until we talk it out. But unlike Arachnia I try to improve my lot in life instead of dumping all the blame on one person.
🏷 Errr I think Pink Firetruck or Optnia. JuniaPrime? I dunno. I was thinking AxeHeart bc of his weapon and my main symbol
☕; i think the most common would be the reverse aus where optimus is a human and I'm the autobot elite guard dropout; or stories where i become techno-organic ensuring I get to live immortal alongside Optimus. OR a disney au where he's hercules and I'm megara, or he's the "beast" and I'm the beauty (his beast form is Arachnus or BW Megatron). There's be quite a good fics where we talk about Archa 7; Megatron suddenly in love with me and a triangle ensues, or Optimus meets my family
🛌: Lady and Knight, Battle Couple, Huge Guy Tiny Girl, Because You Were Nice To Me, Birds Of A Feather, Defrosting Ice Queen, Violently Protective Girlfriend, Hurt and Comfort, Coffee Shop
💘: People would love the ship because I genuinely see Optimus as a person; not a trophy or a a pest. I have no qualms with standing up to Blackarachnia and Sentinel to defend Optimus so that also endears viewers. And of course the two people who help each other learn they are not mistakes and are worthy of love is just 💋 MWAH. and a woman who isn't "conventional" gets to be the main love interest. On the other hand people would hate it because they don't find TF x Human ships (well ANY human) appealing; that it's generic and boring; or that they simply prefer other ships. I know there be debates on why the one black girl gets sidelined from her own love story to pair Optimus with his worse enemies. Trust I have witnessed enough misogynoir BS to know that could be a real thing.
🙈 Fluffy because it's just two people who truly care for each other and the awkward dorky moments giving way to tender deeper moments. At the same time it be called problematic due to me being a human and we all know how this fandom feels about humans 🙃
🎞: there be a lot but i think the scenes in season 1 finale when my oc and optimus make amends after a series of failures; but also any scene where i put arachnia and Sentinel in their place if they try their shit. Or scenes where me and optimus are together exploring michigan and i teach him about earth and help him get a hobby outside heroics.
💌: definitely the Mom and Dad. But differently because I'd be the fun, spunky headstrong one and Optimus would be the sensible one trying to reel me in XD . I guess some would only focus on me being a dumbass despite there other times where I have to play the sensible wise one when Optimus gets anxiety attacks or a bit too into his rivalry with sentinel. Biggest misconception is that I ALWAYS agree with what Optimus says... That's not true. We have our share of disagreements and rough spots. We even have a falling out in the s1 finale. Now watch as Twitter spends a whole month writing thinkpieces about how I am a bad girlfriend.
👀: I guess my ship would be used as an example of how to write a good interspecies romance, especially in context of the transformers. Or the makings of a healthy relationship.
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The Exposing: Always having each others back
Megatron x reader fanficition ( can be found here as well https://archiveofourown.org/users/Redrosessoulcabin)
Link to the previous post: https://www.tumblr.com/redrosesartcabin/723904915699908608/the-exposing-sacrifice
Link to the first post: https://www.tumblr.com/redrosesartcabin/722529797578833920/double-posting-my-fanfic-now
Link to the next chapter: https://www.tumblr.com/redrosesartcabin/724285350012436480/the-exposing-the-energon-mine?source=share
Throwing more characters into the mix ‘cause why not xD I’m just noticing now how much set up this plot needs lmao
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Raf understood nothing yet he couldn’t bring himself to sabotage you and Megatron…
…yes.
Megatron.
Now it made a lot more sense why Miko would be captured by the FBI, though it seems the FBI as well as Fowler and Ratchet haven’t figured out that of all the Decepticons Miko could protect it was Megatron.
And man: Had he been tempted to bust you two.
It had taken a couple of days for him to see Megatron transform from a car of all things back into himself.
You two had been in a clearing in the middle of the woods where he then stretched himself with you.
Fear had gotten stuck in every fiber muscle of Raf’s being as he watched the one that had nearly killed him once. He wanted to scream, run, do anything but he couldn’t move. He was entranced by the way you two interacted with each other. Megatron was so full of kind words and you for him and it made his heart swell with sympathy. Maybe that’s what Miko had seen too, Raf thought. ‘I’ll give them a chance’.
Raf was by no means a spy but he had gotten a bit of field training as a child when having to escape quickly or later on as an adult when he was hired to become a chief IT manager and hacker for the same international organization Miko worked for. It was enough to be able to place a tracker on you two and then monitor where you are going.
Raf wanted to figure out if you two had any plans and who knows? Maybe you would uncover some Decepticons?
But Raf figured out soon that he needed an actually trained field agent that could get into action in case it was needed. But who to tell who wouldn’t talk right away?
Ah yes-
“Hey Jack!”, Raf greeted as the person on the other line picked up.
“I’ve been expecting a call from you”, Jack said, though not annoyed but with a teasing smile, “Miko is in deep shit and I bet she already filled you in.”
“You catch on quick”, Raf quipped back, “Alright so here’s the deal…”
“I can’t believe this”, Jack sighed when he arrived at Raf’s place, “How in the world did this even happen?”
“I actually don’t know that yet, but we also don’t have time to contemplate this much! Believe me, I wanted to bust Megatron the minute I saw him, but something was just off- something off besides him having a car vehicle mode now of course”
“I hate to admit”, Jack said, “But old Megatron definitely wouldn’t have done that. Heck, didn’t he even refuse to choose an earth based jet?”
“Yup”, Raf answered, popping the p.
“And you know”, Raf continued, “The way he interacted with that person was… like they were in love with each other”
At that Jack now widened his eyes, “In love?! Megatron in Love with a Human?! Ok Raf, that’s too hard to believe”
“Well then don’t, but I know what I saw”, Raf said, shrugging his shoulders, “But whatever is up suggests there is too much behind it to just let Fowler and the others know. They would just mindlessly try to capture and attack them and I can’t do that to Miko, not after everything she put herself through to protect them! We need to find out what these two are up to or what’s going on before we tell the agency”
Despite some doubts he still had, especially about he in love part, Jack immediately said, “Agreed! Megatron or no, I trust Miko too.
So say Raf: Where are these two?”
Raf smiled.
Miko, Raf and Jack; They would always have each others back.
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Since i am already here, MORE FACT ABOUT MIA-
Squishy Mia used to look different at first. Her design was different from her current design. But then Chip drew her version of squishy Mia and i loved that design more
So squishy Mia design is all thanks to my beloved Chip :)
But heres the,, well we can call beta design of squishy Mia!
Wow mia has come a long way!! Yeah this design is super cute too tho! I especially love the second image, her ears poking out from her hair is a cute detail. Every OC goes through their growth stages xD mine look pretty different from their first designs too
Actually, I’m curious! Do you have a self insert OC for the ratchet and clank universe ? I don’t see much other than lombaxes most times xD
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🔛 TFP Op, WFC Op, and TFP Ratty tat tat? ^~^
🔛 - make love to, have a quickie with, be rough / kinky with.
Hehehe Make love with TFP OP, quickie with WFC OP, annnnnnd be rough/kinky with TFP Ratchet~Mila💟
Rough and kinky with TFP OP, have a quicky with TFP Rattittat and make love to WFC OP ~Gregoria🏩
#anon knew exactly the order I wanted lolol~M💟#Wfc OP needs to be fragged slowly and told that Elita was right... And as dom/switch to dom tfp OP I just know we'd get kinky hehehe~G🏩#And I love the way you call ratchet XD#muse q&a#3 emoji choices#Ask game#Anon
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Unpopular Opinion: Optimus Prime isn't a very good person and that he's too glorified. (expect TFA Optimus)
strongly agree | agree | neutral | disagree | strongly disagree
What can I say except that there are many, many Optimus'/Convoy's out there and making a general opinion on them just doesn't work.
But I couldn't think of any Optimus I experienced who wasn't deep down a good person - lets make a roll call shall we? (includes all shows except RB and RBA + Bayverse)
G1 Optimus Prime - Good person, good leader, good father figure. Is forgiving towards wrong-doers without being a pushover. Couldn't think of anything he does that is sketchy
Beast Wars Optimus Primal - He has a harsh personality, hits Rattrap on the back of his head when the Rat talks bullshit and can get feral against his own teammates when they are being assholes like Depth Charge - but all in all, he is still a good leader and a good person. He simply has a more down-to-earth personality and a no-bullshit attitude.
He only ever reacts angrily because his team do stupid and jerkass stuff, but he is never unreasonable.
When he gets angry, you know why and you get why.
Also, he gave Dinobot a chance as a Maximal two times, so he too has a forgiving nature. And his dynamic with Depth Charge shows that he isn't petty either. ("I don't like him much either, but he's still a Maximal.")
He also had a nice moment with Blackarachnia in which he assures her they won't do anything about her coding against her will and that she is safe with them.
Beast Wars II Lio Convoy - The only thing you could call him out for is for refusing the father role when he found out he has a son. It took him half the show to actually call Lio Junior his son, but it made for a nice story! Also, he was willing to make peace with Galvatron in the show, showing his forgiving nature.
Beast Wars Neo Big Convoy - The shy and awkward one! He's a treat who learns to become a good teacher and leader with the help of his students, and he had this moment in which he tried to save Magmatron's life from Unicron. He is a hero with a strong sense of justice who needed to learn about proper teamwork and friendship and it's a really simple and sweet story.
Beast Machines Optimus Primal - This dude is such a trainwreck and I cannot in good conscious say he was always on the right side of things, I admit that.
The way the show treated the Vehicons was a little sketchy, because the Maximals technically became hypocrits, especially when it was about Silverbolt.
Forcing the "techno-organic is the real way to be" unto the non-organic characters feels a little weird, because the show never properly showed us why being without an organic side is supposed to be so bad. (And this matters because the good vs evil conflict isn't properly connected to the techno vs organic plot).
So this Oppy you can make the point that he isn't all that good as he pretends to be in his preachy cult leader role.
RiD01 Optimus Prime/Fire Convoy - Listen, this is the most naive and cute Optimus out there. This dude was willing to let Decepticons into their base just because they were like "We are good now :)" without even checking first.
His dynamic with his jerkass twin Magnus supports that - he doesn't want to fight his brother! The dude fucking pushes him off a cliff and he still tries to reason with him and doesn't fight back at all!
Don't you ever dare call this Prime a bad person, he's precious! xD
Armada Optimus Prime/Convoy - This is the dude who goes fucking feral at the end and shows just how much hatred and anger a Prime can store - but really just towards the end! The rest of the show he's your typical leader who doesn't do anything bad.
And when he made mistakes, he corrected them.
The fact that he always had this hatred and rage that he pushed aside all the time is the most interesting thing about this Prime, but even that doesn't make him a secretely bad person, because he still doesn't do anything bad. He's just an angry boi.
Energon Optimus Prime/Grand Convoy - This is technically the same Prime as Armada, and for once that shows - that anger Prime showed at the end of Armada is still present here and shows up a few times, especially when it's about Unicron.
But just like in Armada, he doesn't do anything bad.
He even tries to save Shockblast, the jerkiest jerk of the entire show, from Unicron's influence! And did just that with Galvatron at the end as well with the full intend to sacrifise himself to save everyone, including the Cons.
Cybertron Optimus Prime/Galaxy Convoy - My favourite Prime of them all - this Prime is just a damn Papa Bear! He will be considerate and loving towards his men, but if you bully his kids, you'll catch his hands bro.
He's bit a stoic dude, but shows compassion and kindness when he needs to.
He doesn't do anything sketchy either, and lets the few remaining Cons be part of the Transformers society in the end, despite their misdeeds before.
TFA Optimus Prime - The one you say is the only good Prime? Guess so, he's a good person as well! He makes mistakes (like insulting his team) but learns and grows from them.
But mate - he isn't a better person than any of the other Prime's I just listed. The only difference between TFA Prime and the other Primes so far is that TFA Prime is a narrative underdog who you are supposed to feel pity for.
All the other Prime's are leaders in a leader role, so just from a narrative standpoint, you don't feel the same sympathy for them as you do for TFA Prime.
But being an underdog doesn't translate to being a better person. The Joker in the Joker movie is also an underdog, but no one says he's a good person and that everything he does in this movie is justified.
TFA Prime just goes through more harsh shit that isn't Megatron and that's it. He isn't being a better hero or person for that.
TFP Optimus Prime - Yeah, I saw the opinion that him being too forgiving towards Megatron in the past is a flaw and that he cares more about this one silver shark more than about the safety of the universe - to which I say: WHEN???
This is a thing Ratchet accuses him off! But I couldn't remember a single scene in this show in which Optimus does, in fact, let Megatron go when he had the chance to kill him!
They always fought to the death when they did and Megatron surviving wasn't because Optimus was too nice. He's not Son Goku peeps.
And I have my issues with TFP Prime and how his characters is written, but being a secretely bad person aint it. He isn't a bad person.
If this is also about Starscream - he has every right to not trust Starscream. No one should trust Starscream! Starscream doesn't exist to be trusted by anyone.
You cannot call Prime a bad person because he elects to not trust the notorious backstabber, who, as Prime himself as pointed out, only does things for his own gain.
Also, he did try to make peace with Starscream after Megatron's "Death", and Starscream refused.
Is it about him destroying the Omega Lock? Nothing wrong with that! He chose to save Earth and all its Humanity over restoring a dead planet! Dead planet stays dead, alive planet stays alive. No one died by his decision to destroy the Omega Lock - but a whole ass planet would have died if he hadn't.
Like bro - I am not a big sucker for TFP Prime, but all these points I see floating around to prove that he is actually a bad person are kinda weird and biased.
Why should he have given Starscream a chance? To get backstabbed and used??? Which we know would have happened because this is fucking Starscream we are talking about??? A dude who doesn't care about Earth in the slightest and was happy about it being destroyed? Who only cares about power and winning this war, which is why he goes back to Megatron???
Should have sacrifised Earth? Would that have made him a true hero???
RiD15 Optimus Prime - This TFP Prime, just sterner, weaker and ready to start beef. But ultimately still a good guy.
Bayverse Optimus Prime - Here you got a Prime who kills his enemies! For anyone saying that TFP Prime is bad for not killing Megatron when he could, do you at least like Bayverse Prime for doing just that? Three times???
Even though he kills all his enemies, I never saw that as him being evil. He just doesn't give second chances. And it was refreshing to see a hero who actually does get rid of his enemies before they can do more shit.
He aint the nicest bot in town, but in the end he still did the heroic thing.
Movie 4 even gave him an arc about losing his faith in humanity and not wanting to help them anymore, but in the end he still does because his Barn Husband Cade convinces him to.
Good man I say, good man!
Prime Wars Optimus Prime - He tried to stop Windblade from making a mistake that would end in war with an emphasis on Windblade herself - saying that war is horrible and he doesn't want her to go through the same thing.
He then decides to help her anyway when he learns what the stakes are, is giving Megatron a second chance, keeps being on friendly footing with the dude and dies in an attempt to destroy the bad guy.
All in all, a good boy!
Cyberverse Optimus Prime - He forbids his soldiers from taking Energon from a foreign planet because the local fauna need it to survive - he constantly tries to do peace talks and doesn't give up on them - He dances in front of his crew to cheer them up - he shows remorse about what happened to Wild Wheel and tries to make things right again - he holds the dead Megatron in his arms and calls him his old friend-
Nothing bad about this home boy!
War for Cybertron Optimus Prime - he fucks up the whole damn time, but he has good intentions! He's a flawed individual who realises what his mistakes are!
Making mistakes, even as grand as his, doesn't make him a bad person!
So, no - I don't agree that Optimus is bad person and I also don't agree that TFA Prime is a better person than any other Prime.
Almost all these Prime's do good things, protect life, try to choose peace over conflict at least once and have a forgiving nature (even Bayverse Optimus, as he forgives humanity) - that all good guy qualities for me!
What more do you want from him to be a good person? Be nice to Starscream off all people???
Also, what do you even consider to be "too glorified"??? The newest media like WFC doesn't even depict him as a good leader because he fucks up so bad.
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Starscream was sitting on a cliff, he seems to be seeing the stars and the moon
Optimus and Ratchet find him
Optimus: Starscream?
Starscream: The stars are free... Nobody or nothing turns off their light... They could consider themselves immortal... But sooner or later they die and their lights disappears
Ratchet: Obviously, everyone knows, why the philosophy?
Starscream:...
Starscream: Skyfire believed they were the sparks of our loved ones, guiding and caring for us on our journey no matter where we went...
Ratchet: that's the most sil-
Optimus silenced him by putting his servo on his shoulder
Starscream: I know... I thought so too
Optimus and Ratchet walk up to him and sit on either side
Optimus: Stars-
Starscream: I wish I was like them... Shine and guide others on their way... Be useful and good for once... I want to do things right, I want to be good at helping others, I want to stop being broken... I want... I... I want them to come back...
Optimus: Who?
Starscream: My brothers! My family! My life!!
Starscream: I never wanted to be like this! I never asked for this! I never wanted to kill someone! I... I never wanted this!
Optimus: I know you never asked to be this but think about now, you are someone better, now you are no longer a Decepticon
Starscream:... But they are still dead... *Whisper*
Optimus: What?
Starscream: THEY ARE STILL DEAD!! MY BROTHERS, SKYFIRE... THEY ARE STILL DEAD AND I ALIVE... IT'S MY FAULT!
Starscream: EVERYTHING IT'S MY FAULT! I WAS GUILTY OF THEIR DEATHS!! BECAUSE OF MY FAULT THEY... TH-THEY ARE... THEY ARE DEAD!
Optimus: No, it isn't, I know they died protecting you, they cared about you, they wanted you to be alive-
Starscream: You don't know what they want!! What they wanted!! *Gets up and steps back*
Ratchet: By the AllSpark... Y-You chassis and your optic a-are- *looks at him*
Starscream: Broken... I know... *Looks elsewhere*
Ratchet: Your arms, they're bleeding, let me-
Starscream walks away from Ratchet
Ratchet: Starscr-
Starscream: I'm fine, I don't need your help... I never need help from anyone
Optimus stand up, walks over to Starscream and hugs him
Optimus: I'm sorry... I wish I would have helped you when you needed it, I wish I would have been by your side to comfort you for your loss, I'm so sorry for not having helped you before Starscream...
Starscream: *tears come out of his optics*
Optimus: I'm sorry...
Starscream: No... I'm sorry, please don't leave me... I don't want to be alone... I don't want all of you to die because of me... I don't want to lose you all too... I couldn't
Optimus: You will not, we will be with you no matter what, they care about you, now you are one of us... You're an Autobot, you are part of our family, your brothers and Skyfire would be happy with this
Starscream: I know... *Ratchet approaches both of them and also hugs them* I know
Starscream: Do you promise me that they will never leave me?
Optimus: We promise you
Ratchet: We promise you
Optimus: You will never be alone again
Starscream: thank you...
I was listening to a song called "Loves is Gone" and this scene came to me, I want to make a comic too QwQ
I was sad to write and read it XD
#transformers#tfp#starscream#optimus prime#ratchet#tfp starscream#tfp optimus prime#tfp ratchet#scene sad#a thought#song
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Dance Robot
A/N: Something to quench your quarantine boredom.
The song mentioned in this is ‘Savage’ by Megan Thee Stallion. I’ve heard that damn song so many times coming from my sisters’ phones that I’m beginning to feel like Ratchet here. XD
Title: Dance Robot
Summary: The Autobots are introduced to TikTok.
Words: 1178
“Why does your mobile device keep saying my name?”
You looked up at Ratchet. He was staring a little inquisitively at you, though you could tell those large optics were on the verge of irritation.
“What?” you asked, genuinely confused. It’d been a quiet afternoon, and you’d been using the lack of Decepticon activity and the Autobots’ short break from work to spend a little extra time with them. Currently, you were leaning against one of Optimus’s outstretched legs, who in turn was resting leisurely against a wall. Ratchet, ever the grouch, had been sitting almost cross-legged in the middle of the room, but had since spun to face you, wearing a look of as much annoyance as he could manage.
Your mind was whirring with meanings behind his words, a frown creasing your forehead, before you suddenly realised, your mouth opening and eyebrows rising. “Oh!” Your words were tinged with amusement. “It’s a song, Ratch.”
Ratchet sat up a little straighter. “A song? With my name?”
You shrugged. “Well, yeah. But it means something else.”
The green mech grumbled before slumping down again. “Whatever it means, I’ve heard it enough times in the past hour for me to begin tiring of my own name.”
Optimus chuckled. His optics were closed - this was the first time he’d had any sort of respite for a while now - but he opened one in order to glance down at you. “He has a point,” he told you.
You rolled your eyes and turned your attention back to your phone, scrolling down on the app. “I’m watching TikToks.”
“You’re watching what-whats?” Ratchet asked.
“TikToks. They’re what all the kids are using nowadays.”
He rose an optic ridge. “You’re willingly calling yourself a child after protesting to it daily?” He found it amusing. To him and the other ‘Bots, you were as young as could be at eighteen years old, and yet anytime someone happened to bring it up, you’d shoot back something that insisted the complete opposite.
“I said it’s what the kids are using, Mister Grump,” you told him matter-of-factly. “I’m just watching them. They’re funny.” And they were. Most of them. The job you had didn’t offer much time to sit and relax, but when your friends from back home had begun sending you links to videos on this app that would have you up and laughing hysterically way past the time you really should have gone to sleep, you’d allowed yourself to be reeled in and now spent as much time as you could on it. You’d even managed to rope Bumblebee into the hysteria, and the two of you had made far too many videos. Of course, none could ever be posted, but watching one in the morning was enough to keep the both of you in high, giggly spirits for the rest of the day.
Grumbling yet again, Ratchet huffed. “Yes, well, if I hear my name said between the words ’bougie’ and ‘sassy’ one more time, I’m crushing your device.”
“Yeah, yeah. If you weren’t so boring I wouldn’t have to resort to this.”
“I am unable to comprehend how Optimus manages to deal with you, Y/N.”
You made to clap back at the moody medic, but Optimus intervened before you could do so and rile Ratchet up any more than you already had. Honestly. The both of you loved each other to no ends, but Primus could you irritate each other just as much.
“Alright, now,” he said, reaching over to tap your head with his finger.
“Is he annoying you?” You quit batting at the large finger in order to stare up at Bumblebee as he walked into the room.
“Who?” you asked him when he flopped down next to Optimus, arms up and over his head. He turned it towards you.
“Mister Grump.”
Ratchet growled.
You settled back against your guardian once you realised he’d rested his hand back on his thigh and away from your poor head. “Always, ‘Bee.”
“Well, you know what the kids would say?” You glanced up at him, noticing his optics were closed.
“What?”
“He’s that bitch. Been that bitch, will forever be that bitch.”
“Bumblebee!”
“Why, you little—”
You burst into laughter as both Optimus and Ratchet indignantly spewed out reprimands at the apparent ‘insolent, cheeky sparkling’ (according to the latter). He’d looked just about ready to slide his battle mask into place. Optimus, on the other hand, had gained a very stern father-like expression, jolting forward away from the wall and spinning his head around to face the smirking mech, still lying unbothered on the floor.
Between your relentless laughter, you managed to crawl away from Optimus and over to ‘Bee’s head. “You’re such a savage, ‘Bee!”
The yellow mech fell about laughing again, and you practically collapsed over him. Ratchet, giving up, rolled his optics and stood to his feet, grumbling something to Optimus about going to find Ironhide just to give himself better company. Optimus let him go with a short nod and a clearly apologetic smile before turning to the two children in his care, still in uproarious hysteria about something he doubted he’d ever understand.
He sighed heavily, reaching over and plucking you up and onto his shoulder. Ensuring you were steady he stood to his feet and placed both hands on his hips. “I believe the both of you may benefit from some time outdoors,” he said sternly, raising an optic ridge.
‘Bee leaned up on his elbows, staring at his mentor. “I’ll go out if you agree to us teaching you a TikTok dance,” he attempted to bargain.
You snorted, leaning against Optimus’s head. “‘Bee, I will never stop laughing again if we do that,” you told him in warning.
‘Bee jumped up and looked expectantly at Optimus. “Please, Optimus?” He nodded at you and you joined in the begging.
“Come on, Tim,” you said, poking his helm and laughing madly when he gave you a look which widely consisted of his narrowed blue optics.
“If you are intent on coercing me into your childish games, I suggest you do not use that name,” he told you, raising his finger and gently poking you right back. “However. If it stops the both of you from using poor Ratchet as a punching bag, I shall reluctantly let you teach me one of your… dances.”
“Primus, yes!” Bumblebee punched the air while you shook your head, burying it in your hands despite the giddy smile spread across your lips.
Needless to say, when Will returned to Headquarters three hours later, he’d stopped and remained frozen for a full minute, eyes locked on the leader of an alien race as he copied Bumblebee’s dance moves, drastically messing each one up while you practically rolled around, laughing hysterically, on the floor beneath them.
Then he’d blinked, shook his head as though to clear his mind from the strange image, and walked a little stupefied into the building—
—and then he’d quickly darted back out to snap a photo for blackmail purposes.
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