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weenwrites · 5 months

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*sounds of crashing, fire alarm, smoke and chaos in other room, comes tumbling into your ask box falling on my face, quickly getting up and dusting self* hey there! How you doing? Wanted to ask for HC with TFP Soundwave, Megatron, WheelJack with human reader where they switch minds due to some relic or something? (it's temporary or till they get the relic to work again) how would they react? How would the whole thing go? Pretty sure Megatron won't be too pleased lol, established romantic relationship, they been together long enough to know a bit more about each other and be a bit vulnerable.

also a bit of a thing for Soundwave (extremely optional and can just be a line or two) , reader cares about and platonically loves laserpeak, this Minicon deserves love, also feel like it's a given that Soundwave would have a "must care about my child" s/o criteria (Soundwave is usually called a dad for his Minicons and I think they're (minus laserpeak) all dead in TFP? I hope they were just chilling somewhere cause I love these guys) like did you see how quickly he ran to his aid when he sent a distress signal when Ratchet had him pinned down? He didn't even spare a second to try to kill Jackie incase if that second made a difference if he survives or not.

*Magnus yelling in the other room about who did the mess* oh shit... OK thanks have great day byeee *proceeds to hightail it outta there before I get scolded for two hours* "THAT WAS AN AWESOME EXPLOSION BUT MAGY IS GONNA HAVE OUR HEADS" -Me "YOU'RE RIGHT ABOUT BOTH OF THOSE.. GET IN LET'S GO"- Jackie

(lol ignore my stupid just hoping it'll get a laugh from you, laughs are good for you)

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

Predaking

He hates this, he's very upset. He dislikes the feeling of being so small and weak, and he inadvertently throws a lot of insults your way without another thought. He'll sulk and sulk and sulk until you point out good things, like it'll be a good learning experience for the two of you, and it could possibly help yourselves better understand one another. Only then will he admit that he sees why you enjoy sitting on his shoulder so much.

Aside from feeling a thousand times smaller, another thing he hates about being so small is the great difficulty that comes with getting around on his own. With his altmode he was able to traverse the sky and land with ease, but now it takes eons to make it somewhere, and he hates it that he gets tired much quicker.

But on the positive side of things, he does take this as a learning experience, and he takes this time to see if somethings he thought about humans are true or if they aren't. Of course he could've just asked you about them, but he was a little shy about it. Some of his questions were about human food, and some are about your home. Speaking of your home, he's definitely poking around out of curiosity. He's gonna pat your mattress and try laying down on it, he's gonna look in your fridge and take a bite of a stick of butter because he thought that was food... He's sorta like a curious cat, minus all the knocking stuff off tables.

Of course after the entire ordeal has been resolved and whatnot, he'll finally truly understand what you go through on a day-to-day basis around him, and he'll respect that you have to deal with such hardships all on your own.

Megatron

Yep. You're right. He's more than upset about this occurrence, and refuses to leave his habitation suite until shockwave finds a way to reverse it. He plans on letting Starscream command the decepticons while he plans on sulking in his room all day. With you in there with him. because he doesn't really want you going out and embarrassing him.

But if you wanna go out and see what it's like to be his height, it'll take a bit of convincing, but he'll allow you to go and walk around only for a bit. Surprisingly, there isn't any need to persuade him to come with you, he's coming on his own accord but only so he can keep an eye on things. It's certainly strange for him to sit on your—or... His? Shoulder? But he does it anyway because he hates feeling so small and weak—but that isn't to say that you are small and weak... He just feels very vulnerable in general.

Ironically, the rest of the Nemesis are a lot more scared about this than you'd expect. It's as if they're walking on eggshells around Megatron because the whole situation has got him in such a bad mood. And, if you have a good reputation aboard the Nemesis and treat everyone nicely, it's certainly baffling for everyone to see their high and mighty lord "Megatron" acting so nice. It's an unusual, but welcomed change.

After the entire ordeal, he certainly has a newfound respect for you. He hadn't realized how difficult and annoying it was to get around the Nemesis at such a small size. He tried climbing onto a table and it took him 30 minutes to get to the top. Not to mention he never truly understood the feeling of being ignored and overlooked the same way you do.

Wheeljack

He isn't as upset about this as other two are, but he's still a bit annoyed. He feels like he's completely stripped of his freedom now, and he thinks that sucks. If he wants to go do something, you can bet he's gonna go do it no matter what he's told. Despite the fact he's like a million percent more fragile and squishy now, his lack of self-preservation remains all the same, and honestly don't be surprised if he agrees to let Miko help him sneak out.

But that aside, he wants you to experience what it's like being a cybertronian (minus the whole war-fighting thing, of course) but the team most likely wants you to stay in the base while they try to find a way to reverse what's happened. Still, that doesn't stop him from trying to teach you how to transform, much to everyone else's misfortune.

Also in the millions of millions of years that he's existed, it has never been easier for him to squeeze into a small spot. With his acrobatic abilities (albeit dampened a little, due to your own strength) and your size? You bet he's milking this for all it's worth. He isn't afraid of climbing up onto things if he has to, or jumping off things because he's used to doing crazy stuff like that. You'll probably have to catch him more than once because he jumps down from a spot that's too high for a human body to escape from unscathed, so honestly at this point you should just keep holding him and bring him around with you as you would a pet.

Anyway, after all this he tries to stick up for your more and support you. I mean he already has ever since the two of you became a couple, but now that he knows how it feels to be overlooked and have so little freedom in your position, y'know.

#tfp imagines #tfp headcanons #tfp x reader #tfp predaking #predaking x reader #tfp megatron #megatron x reader #tfp wheeljack #wheeljack x reader #x reader #reader insert #self insert #weenwrites

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aerkame · 1 year

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TFP Imagine | Vehicon Reader

Tfp vehicon reader that can actually aim well and almost pushes the Autobots into retreating.

I had this one sitting in drafts for a while now. My inspiration was wondering what would happen if just a single vehicon could actually aim in the show. I noticed they have the aiming ability of a Storm Trooper and couldn't hit a target if they were sitting still.

I may turn this into a series though, I really like this concept.

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Team Prime would take a surprising amount of time to finally notice that only one vehicon is causing them any real damage. They're so used to the same old fights. Vehicons swarm them, but they're pretty weak and can't aim all that well, and either Megatron or Starscream has to step in to drive off the team.

Optimus and Arcee are the first to notice however, watching you take a good defensive position from behind a boulder between two walls, blasting away at the both of them with near pinpoint accuracy. So much so that both Autobots agreed they needed to retreat further back into the treelines. Vehicon blasters are pretty weak, but you're getting enough hits in on their frames that their very metal is starting to dent and scorch from the constant trauma.

They're left wondering in fear now if the Deceptions started training their vehicons seriously with new blasters or if this is a new member of sorts that joined without their notice. Either way, Arcee convinces Optimus you were the main target for now. They needed to get the heat off of them before proceeding with the mission.

You ducked behind the stone that was your current defense, catching a moment to check your blaster to ensure it didn't overheat. These things were stupidly designed for Primus knows what reason...the stupid thing kept overheating forcing you to take cover after just one round of shooting your targets. You could've driven the two Autobots further back by now.

You knew it was dangerous separating from the other vehicons like this, but you also knew they couldn't aim for scrap and would probably be offline by now if they tried fighting Arcee and Optimus head on. Besides, you were in a good spot that neither Autobot could get into. The Prime wouldn't be able to fit between the walls and the femme couldn't come in without getting blasted in the face. It was a win in your opinion. Your vehicon friends don't get blasted while you distract the Autobots and wait for backup.

Backup didn't come though.

It had been half an hour now since Optimus and Arcee were pushed further back into the nearby forest from your gunfire. Every attempt to just go around was met with several blasts far too close to the helm and Arcee was beginning to lose her patience. Optimus needed a plan and he needed one soon if they wanted any hope of getting passed you and get into the mines, mines that were unfortunately too small to groundbridge into.

It made sense that Ratchet would call by now, asking what happened and why he hadn't heard from either bots for so long. Arcee explained in detailed the current situation with the dangerous vehicon leaving a very surprised Ratchet snorting in disbelief. A vehicon? Come on, it's probably some fancy new weapon, we all know vehicons can't aim that well. Right?

Optimus cut in affirming the situation and requested backup via groundbridge at a specific location, they needed backup fast before the other vehicons inside the mines left with the energon.

Your shoulders slouched as you ducked below the stone once more after a quick peak. Both the Autobots and yourself have started shooting less and less. You were under the assumption that they must have been getting low on energon too by now. And yet, backup still hadn't arrived for you. Anxiety started to fill your frame as you thought about your past life choices that led you here, not noticing the sound of a groundbridge above your hiding space.

Only when the wall next to you crumbled did you notice your surroundings again. You didn't even have time to register what had happened when a giant green mech practically tackled you to the ground making you shriek in surprise.

Bulkhead kept your tiny frame pinned beneath his weight, servos in tight stasis cuffs to ensure you didn't try any last ditch efforts as Optimus and Arcee made their way forward, finally able to get to their goal, albeit lower on energon than they'd like.

Arcee came over to get a good look at you, confirming to Optimus you are just a normal vehicon, nothing noteworthy or special about you or the weapon you were carrying. Optimus paused his trek to the mines for a moment, staring deep into your optics as you lay paralyzed beneath the green wrecker. Of course you mustered up all you could just to glare at him and he quietly commed something to what you assumed were the others.

Within seconds of watching the two disappear into the mines, Bulkhead grabbed your limp frame by the scruff and tossed you through a new groundbridge into the waiting arms of the Autobot medic.

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sobbingprincess · 1 year

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Okay so, you know how TFP focused on Arcee’s trauma from losing two partners? Remember that one scene where Arcee got PTSD flashbacks upon seeing Airachnid’s acid or whatever you want to call it on a tree trunk? Well, I wish they could have done the same for Soundwave and his possibly deceased minicons. (I think it is safe to hypothesize that they are most likely deceased.) I wish we had seen flashbacks for Soundwave as to what happened to his other minicons while he was flying to save Laserbeak. It is mentioned (in Transformers: Exodus) that he had Laserbeak, Ravage, Rumble and Frenzy. It is possible that they all died in battle except for Laserbeak which would explain why Soundwave just took off without even finishing off Wheeljack because he didn’t want to risk any of those precious seconds costing Laserbeak’s life. Personally, I’d like to have seen maybe if he didn’t reach one in time or put another objective first and it cost their life causing it to be one of his biggest regrets? Anything, really. But no, we didn’t get to see that. Why? Maybe because in TFP, there is a false belief that Decepticons must be cruel, distant, backstabbing one another and ranging from little to no care for others for the viewers to understand that they’re the bad guys. That doesn’t make sense. I wish they went more in depth with Dreadwing’s grief about Skyquake’s death. That’s his literal twin?? Arcee is all traumatized from her partners’ death which is completely understandable, don’t get me wrong! However, losing your twin?? Who you shared a split spark with?? And I’m assuming you’ve probably known all your life?? Arcee sees Airachnid and she is filled with anger and the desire for vengeance but not Dreadwing with Bumblebee. Although, we see loyal Dreadwing defy Megatron’s order when he wanted to kill Starscream so I guess there’s that but still. They could have gone more in depth about how it feels to lose a twin as Dreadwing himself said that he felt when his twin’s spark was no more, talking to someone (or himself since TFP characters seem to do that a lot) about his memories with Skyquake or maybe some shrine for him like Arcee did with Cliffjumper with his horn. Yet TFP didn’t go in depth about that. When we do see some grief or some sort of care towards others, it’s so vague and brief. Yes, the Decepticons are ruthless towards the Autobots and organics and they most definitely did heinous things that we can’t deny but they can at least have some care for others within their own faction, just like the Autobots do. There should be some genuinely good bots within the Decepticon faction and some genuinely awful bots within the Autobot faction which we do see, I just wish we saw more. Breakdown and Dreadwing were the true Decepticons and the others had strayed so far from what was the original Decepticon Cause was about for their own pleasure of killing or from being so blindly loyal. Shockwave probably joined because Megatron would allow his unethical experiments if it gave them advantage, plus more resources. Airachnid probably joined because she finds pleasure in killing people. (Airachnid herself may be the only truly “evil” Decepticon) Knockout switched to the Autobots because they were the winning team so perhaps Knockout joined the Decepticons because they were winning? After all… the Decepticons always had the greater advantage since they had better engineers, better scientists and basically the whole seeker armada. Soundwave was the only one who cared while the rest of the council didn’t and now he’s blindly loyal. Dreadwing and Skyquake was probably a high caste bot since they were seekers but they probably also cared if they joined the Decepticons. Also, TFP was extremely bias towards the Autobot. Yes, I know they wanted children to look up to the Autobots but... Ratchet is biased and we see the history leading up to the war from his perceptive. Not as how they actually happened. Love them but the cons. The cons genuinely had a good reason and it sucks that strayed so far. Anyways, I’m just rambling now. Bye lol

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lord-squiggletits · 3 months

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Reasons why I don't buy into "posh, aristocratic, and/or bigot Pharma" headcanons

Listed in no particular order, mostly prompted by a conversation with a mutual (that I've also had many times in the past with other mutuals)

For some reason people assume that being a flight frame is what would make Pharma so prideful and disdainful towards everyone else? But in IDW1 canon, flight frames are actually an oppressed class who were restricted by functionism to only be allowed to be soldiers or cargo lifters. The only flight frames who got to go outside of that mold were ones who got special exemptions (Jetfire) or ones who schemed and took advantage of politics (Starscream). If anything, being a flight frame would be a source of self-consciousness/annoyance for Pharma, since he would be seen as unusual and probably get constant "wow I didn't know flight frames could be doctors" type comments that single him out because of his body and not because of his actual skill or personality. It's possible that he might be proud of being a flight frame AND being a doctor, like being so good of a doctor that being a flight frame doesn't matter. But Pharma certainly wouldn't feel prideful or entitled to anything JUST for being a flight frame.

Re: bigoted and/or functionist Pharma: I think this headcanon comes from the fact that Pharma worked at the New Institute yes, but so did other characters such as Chromedome, Rung, and Brainstorm who are neither posh nor functionists. It seems rather unfair to assume that Pharma specifically must be a functionist or hate the lower class because he worked at the New Institute, when other characters who were in the exact same situation weren't presumed to be bigots just because they worked at a shitty place. Also as my point above states, why would Pharma be a functionist when functionism is the institution that would've kept him from being a doctor if he (presumably) wasn't forged with medic hands?

Speaking of bigotry, it's canon that Pharma and Ratchet were best friends since they worked at the DMF together, which was pre-war; how in the hell would it be in-character for Ratchet to be best friends with Pharma if he was an open bigot and a functionist? Ratchet would literally never. Plus, secondarily, Pharma is canonically in love with Ratchet, so if he were some sort of posh aristocrat, it'd be pretty odd for him to be best friends and shack up with a guy that's as down-to-earth and rude as Ratchet is. Not impossible, but for me personally, it counts as a mark against posh!Pharma because I think the fact that Pharma was best friends with Ratchet means that we can form a broad outline of his personality based on the type of person that Ratchet would like enough to be best friends with.

Pharma's diction and way of speaking isn't "high class" at all. He pretty much speaks like any other "normal" character in MTMTE does, but what's more, there are actually a couple of instances where he speaks in a much more casual and loose way. Little details where he says "coz" instead of "cause/because", uses words like "chap", that time he chainsaws someone and says "Feels rough, doesn't it?" I wouldn't say that Pharma is lower class or anything, but when looking for evidence that he's posh or stuck up, his diction/manner of speaking is a good place to start, but there's really no evidence of any poshness there at all. MAYBE that one time he talks to Ratchet talking about "instruments" and making an analogy between a surgeon and a musician, but in that case he was just using a metaphor to make a point to Ratchet.

In general, the only notable thing about Pharma that anyone talks about related to him (besides "going insane and killing patients") is the fact that he's a good doctor and all the various feats he's pulled off. One would think that if he was some sort of posh bigot, people would complain about it or bring it up when talking about their memories of Pharma, but no. Literally Pharma's primary trait is that he's a hella fucking good doctor. I GUESS you could argue that since a lot of doctors IRL are rich bc they get paid a huge amount of money, that means Pharma is also rich and sees himself as above everyone else, but that seems like a rather large leap to make from what little we know about Pharma. And everything we DO know about Pharma points to the fact that being a doctor was his entire life, and the only specific case where he wants to be seen as "superior" is with regards to Ratchet, another doctor who Pharma feels insecure in comparison to. So again, canon points us to the fact that Pharma really only cares about practicing medicine, and the only person he wants to feel superior to is Ratchet, because Ratchet is a better doctor than he is.

#squiggposting #pharma apologism #i feel like there's more im forgetting but nothing comes to mind atm #this is my 'just a regular guy' pharma propaganda post i'll die on this hill #like granted i've read fics where pharma is just a little stuck up or doesn't care about politics or social issues #which feels accurate to him #but there's a difference b/t that and writing pharma as if being a posh bougie rich mean girl is his whole personality #also. just saying. if pharma was really into high class society wouldn't he have more friends/associates besides ratchet #pharma literally had ratchet and no one else. he was fucking friendless outside of that #almost as if the only thing pharma cares about is his job and his only friend(s) were other medics #and he cares way more about being a doctor than on mingling with the elite or whatever #thus he's not posh. if anything he'd be more of an awkward nerd than anything else

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witchofthesouls · 10 months

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tfp idea, or in which the autobots find starscream with a hissy, squrimy beastformer sparklings (preferably a dromeosaurs of some kind), and get shock that starscream is actually very soft and good with babies.

(Okay, this is the initial scene where a few 'bots + Miko meets Starscream and his dinos. Do they agree with his methods? No. Is it effective and far less traumatizing than it could go? Definitely.

So the babies are babies to Cybertronians. Weird ones but still babies. But absolutely huge compared to humans. )

"Hey, guys, you're not going to believe what I found!"

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Miko was perched upon Bulkhead’s shoulder, watching the epic battle between two metal mini-behemoths. A crocodilian and a raptor circled each other in the dirt. The raptor’s tail twitched, the long panels lining it and along its arms rippled and fanned in a strange amalgamation between feathers and scales. The crocodile rumbled in response, slower than its nimble opponent but far heavier as they were engaged in the ancient art of tug-of-war.

The oil drum between them groaned in protest, bending out of shape from the pressure.

"Scree!" Even across the empty field, the cry was absolutely ear-piercing as the reluctantly coaxed patient squirmed in Starscream’s grip and upon the makeshift medical station of a flattened boulder.

“Hush now. It’s a check-up. It won’t hurt.” It was hard to believe that not only Starscream went rogue, but somehow, someway became a daddy to dinos, but even as a witness, she never thought the Decepticon could have an almost gentle tone.

“Scree!”

“Must you hover us?” Ratchet was curt, hands trying to reach over.

“My hovering, as you put it, is the only thing keeping your servos whole and not a chew toy.” Starscream snapped. Despite the warnings of Decepticon lies, Miko absolutely believed him. That may be the shortest Cybertronian she’d seen, limbs rounded and armor far more simple than the others, even the horns were stubby upon the small helm with the longer set curving over a chubby face, but in the distance, Miko could spot the jutted and jagged fangs out of that mouth and the intense, slitted stare on Ratchet’s hands.

At that point, the barrel gave up and tore apart, bleeding chunks of Energon crystals, which the metal dinosaur babies, Miko had no other way to detail them, began to wolf down.

Ratchet immediately pressed his advantage when the dragon kid’s gaze turned away.

This, Miko firmly thought, was the coolest student exchange ever.

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Ratchet found the ports along the sparkling’s neck, digits jacking into them, and her struggles died as he used medical overrides to access everything.

If she didn’t like him before, then this cemented it.

“Sta-scree!” Her mouth was crowded by denta and it caused a lisp, but that word was definitely understandable as she utterly tried to reject Ratchet and dug deep into Starscream’s EM field, frightened and angry.

The other two sparklings heard the fear and immediately abandoned the treats, but partway through the charge, their energy flagged as they both dropped to the ground.

“Right on schedule,” Starscream commented.

“You drugged them!?” Ratchet hounded, even as he brought up the sparkling’s firewalls and anti-virals and scanned her entire systems, looking for damage from the insistent diet of raw crystals and ores. Surprisingly, nothing.

“I wasn’t going to let your troops bumble into my hideout, and you weren’t going let me into your base.” Starscream hissed back, wingspan flaring, even as his field twanged and curled over the distressed sparkling, trying to soothe her from the first medical check up- a real one, at least. “This was the compromise I could come up with at short notice. Tempest understands. The other two? Not so much. So they can have a full tank and a short nap or reinforced muzzles and inhibitor collars, and only one of those options is acceptable to me.”

As much as it galled him, the flyer was right. These three were unlike any sparklings Ratchet had treated: highly mobile in their alt-modes and capable of using their provided weaponry. It may not be transformative systems of blasters and swords, but Bulkhead could testify to the crocodile’s powerful bite force as it tried to wrestle the toy away and they’ve seen the raptor’s use of its large, deadly talon on its strange pede as it gouged trees, rockfaces, and steel.

The sparklings he was used to were far more dependent on caretakers and slow to develop their systems and frames.

Tempest sniffled between them, and their standoff was interrupted by the all-clear and completed updates he received.

“With the limitations you had, she needed only minor updates and is fully functional.” It wasn’t an apology, but it was close enough and Starscream tensely nodded.

“Get ready to step away when you disengage.”

The moment he released her systems, Ratchet immediately backed up, just in time for that serrated denta to miss him. Tempest hissed and transformed back into her Predacon alt-mode, darting to Starscream’s side with her wingspan raised high and wide, pink optics blazing.

First visits were always the worst. Hopefully, the other two would stay asleep.

#ask #a sunny dragonix on a stroll #transformers #transformers prime #tfp #starscream #ratchet #miko nakadai #bulkhead #sparklings #bitlets #cybertronian biology #maccadam #My writing #parental relationship #starscream's questionable parenting choices #but then again decepticon standards are very skewed #anyone curious: predacon and utahraptor and deinosuchus

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this-is-my-world-beware · 10 months

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Starshock future interaction

Starscream became aware of the pressure on his wrists and pedes, and onlined his optics and found himself in a dimly lit room. Focusing his optics on the furniture nearest to him, he saw general medical equipment. A scalpel, some circuits and cables, a welder, but the odd one out was cans of polish. In his colors as well.

Ratchet wouldn’t bother to bring out polish, and Knockout definitely would keep the red shade for himself. That only left…

There was a hiss of an opening door, then heavy pedefalls. Starscream lifted his helm as high as his restraints allowed his frame to move, and saw the distinctive pentagonal helm and twitching finials. Shockwave’s optic glowed at the sight of Starscream as he lumbered over. Starscream kept his optics on him until Shockwave was looking down on him prone on the cot, finials rotating.

“How dreadful to wake up and see you. I was hoping I was at least captured by agreeable company,” he sneered at the Decepticon scientist.

“It is illogical to expect an agreeable mech to be one’s capturer.”

“And I definitely didn’t miss hearing you go on about logic.”

“You would be wise to keep your commentary at a minimum. It is in your best interest Lord Megatron does not notice your presence here.”

Starscream’s sneer fell immediately.

“Megatron isn’t aware I’m here?”

Shockwave did not answer. Instead, he turned to the datapad beside him and did Primus knows what with it.

Now he would admit he was feeling a bit uneasy. He assumed Megatron had ordered his capture, therefore giving him some protection. Megatron wanted his former second back in his position online. But if Shockwave had captured him without notifying Megatron, he was at his mercy. As great a telepath Soundwave was, he couldn’t read a field across galaxies. This lab was far too dingy to be situated on the Nemesis.

Starscream really shouldn’t be so bold. He was tightly restrained and alone with the “logical” brute.

But it has been a while since he’s messed with the cyclops.

“Fine, I’ll believe you haven’t told Megatron. But I don’t see any reason to hold my glossa. We’re in your off world lab, aren’t we?”

“Intuitive as always.”

“Watch your tone!”

“You’re not in any position to make commands, Starscream.”

“Ha! Aren’t I? The Autobots Are looking for me, and the Decepticons in pursuit. You will have to explain to Megatron why you’ve been keeping me here.”

Suddenly, Starscream’s helm jolted up with the force of a servo slamming into the cot. A sharp tip of a digit was dangerously close to the delicate wiring in his neck.

“Megatron will not be finding you. You only have me to rely on for your continued safety and health.”

Shockwave’s voice became almost a growl when he referred to himself, and his field felt slimy and heavy on Starscream’s frame. It was unnatural how emotional his field was, pulsing with anger and coiling around him obsessively.

“…Relax. I don’t understand what you’re getting so worked up about. It’s not logical to be so upset over me.”

Shockwave’s optic gleamed ominously. Starscream began to internally panic watching his finials rotate forward and backward.

The cot creaked when the weight of Shockwave's frame eased off, and Starscream quietly sighed in relief when Shockwave turned away from him.

"You could at least tell me what you intend to do with me," Starscream muttered.

"You will assist me as my lab partner, as you did before your defection."

Starscream glared at his restraints.

"This isn't how to treat a partner," Starscream snapped. "At least, not in a lab," some mad part of him added with a laugh.

Shockwave tensed, long enough for Starscream to notice a shift in his field, before returning to his work.

"Remember something, did you?"

Shockwave didn't respond audibly, but the quiet hum of running fans told him everything.

"You must have been lonely in my absence," Starscream cooed.

"Starscream. Desist."

My, he actually sounded troubled. Starscream smirked. How fun.

"I'd be willing to let you have your way with me."

Shockwave’s helm snapped up, optic dim.

“If you let me go after," Starscream added, tone serious.

"That is unacceptable," Shockwave said without hesitation, and he went back to quietly ignoring him.

“Fragger.”

#shockstar #Starscream #shockwave #transformers

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in1-nutshell · 2 months

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Hello! If it's okay to request could you do another request (Elita One's twin sister w/ Sg Blackarachnia)?

Another of reuniting with Sentinel and Elita. But in the perspectives of the bots and/or cons on the reunion and aftermath of it, and also to Buddy's kidnapped by Meltdown

You can Add this idea/s, if you want:

Megatron and the Cons found out that Optimus, Sentinel, and Elita, are the ones who left Buddy for dead (and also found out that there are some Autobots who are good terms with Buddy)

Autobots found out that the Cons care about Buddy

You make separate part/s of this request

Thank you and also take care!

We are changing the POV's! Lets see what was going on while Buddy was away.

Hope you enjoy!

Elita One's twin sister get's kidnapped by Meltdown from the Bots/Con's POV

SFW, Platonic, Hinted romance, Familial, Angst, mention of injuries but nothing graphic, Cybertronain (techno organic) reader

TFA

Optimus was called to the Elite Guards ship once he was finished talking to Buddy about the nature lens.

Elita had called him.

She wanted to talk about… that night.

All three of them stood inside the main bridge of the hull.

“I don’t know what else you want me to say.”--Optimus

“Tell us who that Con really is for starters.”--Sentinel

“For the last time Sentinel, that Con you referring to was our friend.”--Optimus

If she was really Buddy, then how come she knocked both of you unconscious.”--Elita

“Because she thought someone who was going to hurt me!”--Optimus

SPLAT!

Swoop’s face smashed into the thick glass of the hull and fell down.

“Was that a bird?”--Sentinel

“Since when have you seen a bird that big? That was one of the Dinobots.”--Elita

Optimus went outside to find a slightly confused Swoop.

Swoop kept on repeating Buddy bot repeatedly.

This couldn’t have been good.

It must have been a serious situation if one of the Dinobots went out of their way to travel for help.

And injured dinobot…

“Go fly back to Dinobot Island, I’ll follow behind—”--Optimus

Sentinel stops Optimus from taking another step as Swoop flies away.

“This conversation isn’t over.”--Sentinel

Optimus miffed and swatting the servo from his shoulder.

“It is for me.”--Optimus

Sentinel moving in front of Optimus again.

“Sentinel I don’t have time for this. Buddy could be in danger if I don’t go now!”--optimus

“That Con is not Buddy Optimus! When will you get that through that thick processor of yours!”--Sentinel

“She is!”--Optimus

“Boys, boys, why don’t we all go.”--Elita

“What?”--Sentinel

“Listen Sentinel, if we go and we find the con we arrest them and you can tell Optimus off.”--Elita

“And if you’re wrong? What happens when you realize that its Buddy and she’s hurt?”--Optimus

Elita and Optimus look at each other for a bit.

“…Lead the way Optimus.”--Elita

Optimus quickly comms in Ratchet to meet him by the docks.

Ratchet had a bad feeling when Optimus, Elita and Sentinel were all waiting in the dock.

Optimus brings him up to speed on what was happening once they boarded the boat.

Ratchet got worried.

He had faced the Dinobots one on one before, if they had been sent back up and were constantly talking about Buddy, nothing good could come from that.

“How much longer until we reach the island?”--Sentinel

“A couple more minutes Sentinel. Have some patience will you.”--Elita

Sentinel huffs.

“The sooner we bag the scummy Con the better.”--Sentinel

Ratchet glares at him.

“I’ll have you know—”--Ratchet

“Hold on Ratchet I’m getting a call from them.”--Optimus

“You have their line?! Why didn’t—”--Sentinel

Optimus making the shushing motions as he walks a little bit away to try and hear the comm better.

The three bots can’t make out what Prime was talking about, but by the looks on his face, nothing good.

Good thing that they were coming by the shore.

Now all they needed to do was find Buddy.

Meanwhile in the Decepticon base…

Lugnut was on the main computer monitoring the waves while Blitzwing and Starscream came back from patrol.

He was thinking about sending Strika a poem he had been working on when Buddy’s frequency came online.

Lugnut pressing the one button on Buddy’s commlink.

“Buddy? Are you coming back from your free day—”--Lugnut

A sudden scream startles Lugnut out of his seat.

Blitzwing and Starscream come running in.

“What’s going on?!”--Blitzwing

Lugnut looking a bit dazed.

“Buddy…she’s screaming—”--Lugnut

More screams of pain rattle the Decepticon’s audials.

Starscream quickly goes to the board turning the comms on again.

“Buddy report! What’s going on! Buddy! Buddy, do you hear me!”--Starscream

Megatron comes running in.

“What—”--Megatron

“PLEASE STOP PLEAHHHHHHHHHH!”--Buddy

Megatron moves Starscream out of the way.

“Buddy! Buddy where—”--Megatron

A sinister laughter filled the comm

“If you stop squirming, dear, it wouldn’t hurt you some much now, wouldn’t it? Oh, who am I kidding, pain is progress!”--Meltdown

“GGGAAAAAAHH—”--Buddy

The line went dead.

Megatron is the first to act.

He puts Lugnut in charge of the base and as reinforcements in case they needed it, while Starscream and Blitzwing were going accompany him to Buddy’s last known coordinates.

For once in a very long time all of them worked together and swiftly.

Both parties arrived at the island at the same time.

On the same shoreline.

Megatron, Blitzwing and Starscream all held out their weapons.

Optimus, Sentinel, Elita and Ratchet also pulled their out.

“Optimus Prime. Step forward.”--Megatron

Optimus looks at his team for a moment before doing so.

Megatron steps forward too.

“Megatron, I don’t have time for this. My friend is in trouble, and she needs us right now.”--Optimus

Megatron growls a bit.

He polishes out this sword.

“I am only going to ask you this one time Prime. Where is Buddy?”--Megatron

“Buddy?”—Elita and Sentinel

“She contacted you? But she said she—oh Primus…”--Optimus

“How do you have her line?”--Megatron

“She gave it to me. Like I said, she is my friend. She reached out to me.”--Optimus

Megatron suddenly flashes a look of worry on his face.

“Buddy is my best medic. I had a feeling she was contacting you Autobots, but for the sake of my medic, I’m going to ignore that and propose a temporary truce.”--Megatron

“A truce?”--Optimus

“We join forces to find Buddy, it will making finding her much easier and quicker.”--Megatron

Megatron holds out his servo.

“Do we have a—“--Megatron

Optimus quickly shakes his servo.

“Deal, now let’s move out.”--Optimus

Sentinel tried to voice his displeasure about all of this, but one look from Elita and Ratchet made him shut it.

The group walked into the bush, Megatron and Optimus simultaneously leading the group. Behind them was Ratchet with Elita and Blitzwing. Sentinel was watching the back with Starscream.

The tension between them was thick between the two opposing sides.

“Prime.”--Megatron

“Megatron.”--Optimus

“Why did your team react like that when I mentioned my medic?”--Megatron

Optimus giving him a look.

“This has nothing to do with the war. Just curiosity.”--Megatron

“How do I know you won’t turn this against us when the truce is done?”--Optimus

“…I swear on Buddy’s life—”--Megatron

Optimus has rage in his optics.

“Don’t you even dare finish that sentence.”--Optimus

“I can assure you Prime. Buddy’s life is one I treasure. Ever since we found her on that wretched spider infected planet.”--Megatron

Elita and Sentinel looked up shocked.

“Excuse me did you say spider planet?”--Elita

“Of course he did. That’s where we found Buddy after her miserable team left her for dead.”--Blitzwing

“…”—Sentinel and Elita

“You’re looking a little pale Autobot. What—no…”--Starscream

Starscream pulls out his guns out and points it at Sentinel and Elita.

“Starscream stand down!”--Blitzwing

“Starscream what is the meaning of this.”--Megatron

“These Autorats, minus the old one, are the ones who left Buddy for dead!”--Starscream

Megatron slowly turns his head towards Optimus.

His sword clenched tightly in his servos.

“Is this true?”--Megatron

Optimus looks at him dead in the optics.

“Yes.”--Optimus

“And what is stopping me from throttling you where you stand?”--Megatron

“Because like it or not you need him alive, for Buddy’s sake.”--Ratchet

Megatron turns to Ratchet who firmly stands his ground.

“What makes you say that?”--Megatron

“Despite whatever hatred Buddy should have for her team, she doesn’t have it in her, not anymore. She forgave these numbskulls a long time ago. You three seemingly haven’t on her behalf. How do you think she is going to feel when she finds out that you murdered some bots that she still cares for?”--Ratchet

Silence.

Megatron orders his mechs to stand down.

“You are lucky that we care for Buddy little Prime.”--megatron

The march continues while Elita and Sentinel have their mini crisis in the background.

Eventually the group finds the Dinobots looking at a giant hole in the ground guarded by an electrical pulse.

Ratchet used his EMP generator to get rid of the covering.

This left the hole uncovered and a ramp led towards the darkness below.

They quickly descended into the darkness.

The lab was a mess.

Flickering weak lights on the ceiling amongst dead ones.

Pieces of shard and metal littered the walls and parts of the walls.

What was interesting was the giant slash marks etched on the wall.

In the center of it all was Buddy still strapped on the lab table.

It made everyone sick to their tanks.

Ratchet quickly made his way to Buddy’s frame and began examining the injuries.

Megatron also came to her side gently holding her servo.

He had a glare in his optics a ‘Say-something-I-dare-you.’

Ratchet made everyone wait outside while he continued.

Even Megatron eventually went outside.

Everyone was on edge while Ratchet continued his work.

Megatron looks agitated while Starscream and Blitzwing both have slightly worried faces.

Sentinel and Elita stood by the side worry gnawing at their pedes.

Optimus walks up to Megatron.

“Ratchet is one of the best field technicians I’ve met. Buddy is in safe servos.”--Optimus

Megatron gives him a side glance.

“Ever so optimistic Prime. Buddy is the best medic I know.”--Megatron

“Then Ratchet did a good job teaching her.”--Optimus

The Decepticons optics widen in surprise.

“She’ll be fine.”--Optimus

“… I hope your right Prime.”--Megatron

Soon enough, Ratchet called them in.

Buddy was going to make it.

She was going to be fine.

Everything was going to be fine.

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Action! Chapter 1

Having just graduated from Iacon's acting academy, Orion Pax is beyond excited to begin hunting for his first big role. And after vorns of doing nothing but play extras, a position has finally opened to play a part in not just any media, but his favorite novel of all things. No, he's going to play the role of Optimus Prime! A tyrannical ruler in a fantasy novel that he lived and breathed during his studies.

Unbeknownst to Orion Pax, he isn't going to be part of a high quality production. Instead, everything he is going to experience will be one hundred percent real.

(Yet another Au for yall. This one I have been sitting on thinking about endlessly for MONTHS.)

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Orion didn't like to come off as ungrateful, but he had expected acting to be a more… open field of work.

He had at one point considered taking on an archival role, but that went flying out the window the moment he saw the stars work on screen for the first time. Part of him regretted walking away from the Archives that cycle, but Ratchet, a notorious old school actor, was his original inspiration. He had been lucky enough to go to one of the elder mech’s interviews and heard all about how Ratchet walked to Iacon and dragged himself to stardome. It was inspiring to hear of the tales of struggle and strife, the corruption behind the sets, and ultimately the satisfaction of a job well done and a character perfectly played.

One thing led to another, and before long, what really got him interested in the career path was when he began meeting other stars in person. That interview had him tumbling down a rabbit hole, and from there he used his meager paycheck working at the docks to get close enough to the big names to ask them a few questions, or at least observe from a distance. Starscream broke any and all stereotypes with his unusual tendency to play both femmes and mechs in film. The advice Orion received when he asked how to become a great actor was simple.

“Kid, if you want to get big, be DRAMATIC! No one wants to spend hard earned shanix to watch a mech look bored.”

It was sound advice, and that day, Orion made the decision to understand the craft of acting. He got a chance to attend several meet and greets for other big stars such as Megatronus, a world renown actor applauded for both his heroic and villainous roles. The elder mech had smiled kindly when Orion held up his datapad for a signature and asked how to become an actor. His advice was promptly engraved into Orion’s mind alongside Starscream’s.

“Don’t just pretend when you are playing a character. You need to become the character in mind, body, and spark as much as possible. The audience knows when a performance is forced.”

Shortly afterwards, he was lucky enough to run into Arcee and Cliffjumper, a stunt double duo whose advice amounted to a simple statement. Arcee, had touched him on the arm with a knowing smile and chuckled.

“Be authentic! Do your own moves as much as you can. You want to sell the scene no matter what, even if it gets you a few cuts and dents.”

Clffjumper on the other servo had patted Orion on the shoulder with a lopsided grin and given far more… eccentric advice.

“If you can jump off a cliff, JUMP OFF THAT CLIFF!”

Orion wasn’t totally sure if it was meant to be a joke or not.

Whatever the case, he added their wisdom to his long term memory files and continued his hunt for further inspiration, a goal forming in his spark. He spoke with Soundwave, a famous actor known for his monster roles. The mech was known to be of the type to never speak on set, and his advice was grim, but undoubtedly rational.

“To act, you must know every facet of the being you are to depict. You must feel their pain, know their burdens. Only then can the weariness of their sparks show clearly in your optics through the screen.”

Ultra Magnus, a fantastic director, offered him a nugget of wisdom as well when he managed to harass the office the mech worked at enough to get his email responded to.

“Look, acting isn’t just using your vocalizer and manipulating body language. You need skills, actual abilities to compensate for anything you end up missing. The audience is far more forgiving toward an actor who gives it their all.”

Bulkhead and Wheeljack, special effects masters at the top of their field, had not so subtly given him a datapad on the production of explosives and other such materials before flicking his audial and offering their advice. Bulkhead was the most rational.

“The acting is only half the battle kiddo. You need to make a statement, preferably with explosives and a dramatic stride out of a burning building.”

Wheeljack suggested arson, and honestly upon seeing a video of some of the special effects master’s work, Orion couldn’t help but find himself pretty much sold on the concept. Wheeljack’s words were cause for concern, but they were undeniably correct when the results were in front of his optics.

“If you need to blow it up to make it look good, then by all means BLOW IT UP!”

Knockout, a makeup artist hired on every big set for his miraculous transformations, had been the most difficult to get a meeting with. But through pestering Starscream, one of Knockout’ usual clients, and through a few underhanded online transactions, Orion got the chance to ask the artist his usual question. Knockout’s advice was… interesting to say the least. Interesting, but much like all the other nuggets of wisdom, it happened to be fully applicable in light of the results.

“Darling, you have already proven to be as determined as the press. You don’t need to worry about becoming a fabulous actor. What you should worry about is getting a camera! Gigs don’t come easy, and looking as stunning as possible is the best way to get attention!”

Breakdown thankfully was not nearly as hard to track down as his partner. After having harassed Knockout, Breakdown seemed to almost sense his arrival at his next meet and greet. It wasn’t often a behind the scenes mechanic got recognized enough to have fans, but Knockout never shut up about how well Breakdown handled the lights during filming. Fans were inevitable, and Orion abused that fact to get into the rather niche interest group and meet the mech. His wisdom was much like his partner’s in rationality.

“A lot of people overlook the lighting on screen, but lighting is essential to a good production. Lighting sets the mood and adds subtle emotion to the scene. Too much, too dark, or the wrong color destroys the atmosphere. If you are ever in doubt, keep it simple and do a classic overhead light.”

With his shanix running low, Orion was unable to get in with any more big names. However, by pure chance, he won a raffle and managed to get a question in with two famous sparkling actors turned drama T.V specialists. Bumblebee and Smokescreen were beloved by audiences across Cybertron, and the former’s advice was quickly burned into Orion’s mind.

“It doesn’t matter who you are playing. Give that character justice through their connections. You must feel the bonds your character has as if they were your own. I know I cried more than once when co-stars who played a parental role in different films had to leave for another set.”

Smokescreen’s wisdom received similar treatment as he smiled widely and promptly forced himself to cry with such gusto that Orion was genuinely scared until the actor laughed it off as a joke.

“Don’t just feel it buddy! SHOW it! Every connection your character has should be plain to see on your face through their emotions! If they have any that is. Just, keep in character. Oh, and a little tip, learn to cry on the spot. It will save you so much trouble with the special effects team.”

Orion hoarded everything he learned like a drake, and despite being dirt poor by the time he sold half his spark to get in to meet a mech going by the working title of “Predaking”, he was excited to hear what the master puppeteer and monster designer had to say. He never expected to get close, but Predaking saw him amidst the crowd and called him over gleefully.

“Here’s a little secret of the trade. I am not joking when I say that accent and presence matter, even in monsters. If you are working with a character, you should know how to pronounce and announce yourself like them. If you are a beast, growl. If you are a King, dominate.”

Finally, bankrupt and with only a feeble dream, Orion held his poor financial decisions wearily in his spark and sat out on the streets, unable to pay his rent after so long chasing idols. His obsession had gone too far and he was paying the price for it. But it seemed Primus had taken pity, perhaps due to his stupidity. And on that grim cycle an umbrella had been held over his helm as he huddled, trying to escape the acid rain.

Ratchet, the mech who originally sent him spiraling down his path of poor life decisions, stood over him with a raised optical ridge. Orion had been too tired to be fully awed at the time, but when Ratchet had offered him some shanix and a hotel room for a week, Orion had listened closely to the advice the elder mech had to offer.

“Kid, your dedication is impressive, but you need to always have a backup plan. Throwing everything into your goals is admirable, but by the Allspark, make sure there is always a little something left over for you, for your survival. On set, on the streets. It doesn’t matter. You are a living being and your life comes first.”

It had been a harsh wakeup call, but it had been what Orion needed. He stopped chasing stars for a while and instead moved on to saving up, one shanix at a time to get into the most reputable acting academy he could feasibly afford. He’d learned all he could from watching with starstruck optics, and he wasn’t going to test Primus’s patience more than he already had.

And so began his journey. It was rough. He did what he could to prepare for a rainy cycle, and Ratchet’s advice did indeed save him from going without fuel more than a few times, but there were still instances where he had to cut corners. Many long cycles were spent living off cheap rations worse than the stuff given to military personnel. He had to turn off the electricity in his small apartment several times in order to avoid the bill, and he still almost cried every time he remembered the prices for the textbooks he needed once he finally got into the academy.

But vorns of hard work later, he got in and graduated in one piece. Now a certified and newly graduated actor, he was over the moon and more than ready to hunt for his first big gig. Things had been tight for a very long time, but in his mind, he was finally free of those constraints.

He found out that assumption was wrong very quickly.

Knockout hadn’t been kidding when he said getting a camera would be the hardest part of his career. Why did no sets accept graduates? Even when he applied as an extra, he usually found himself rejected because he was ‘too bright’ or ‘too distracting’. By the Primes all he’d done for one audition was lift some datapads but that had apparently been too much. They said he was too energetic for his place, too…

Enthusiastic.

He got odd jobs, worked a few small sets as a minute background character, an extra passing in the hall more often than not. But he kept up a smile, just waiting for the big gig that would shoot him into stardom just like all the actors and specialists he looked up to. He never forgot the cycle when he finally got his wish.

It had been an inconspicuous thing at first. A small advertisement online for a film production based on a fantasy series that was neither particularly popular nor necessarily unknown. Orion had read his fair share of novels over the course of his life, and while he wasn’t exactly proud to admit it, he’d gone down the rabbit hole of poorly written or otherwise unknown works of fiction to make his life more bearable when things got tough. As such, while it took him a moment, he quickly recognized the series being turned into film.

It was a simple fantasy series set in an alternate version of Cybertron, one where the Primes of old still reigned. It was a historical piece in a sense, in large part due to the inclusion of actual practices and traditions from the past ages of Cybertron, before the Quintessons arrived and were promptly driven back. The main character of the series wasn’t exactly static, often jumping between the sons of the Prime, Smokescreen and Bumblebee, and the Lord High Protector, Megatron of Kaon. Looking back it was rather odd that they were named after the actors, or the actors after them. But Orion didn’t linger on that fact.

The series was a dramatic revolution. Optimus Prime, the last reigning Prime, was a tyrant who ruled with cruel disregard for the lives of others. His inner circle planned to assassinate and ultimately did kill him later on in the novel after a series of puzzles, political schemes, and secrets being brought to light. It was a fascinating book, one that Orion was rather fond of and would even consider his favorite. So while it was certainly odd for a film company to turn such a series into anything meant for the holoscreen considering its lack of popularity, Orion said a quiet prayer and sent in an application to the studio.

He almost spit out his energon when exactly a cycle later, he got a confirmation message from the studio letting him know he had not only gotten a role in the film, but that he had been given one of the most influential roles in the entire production. He wasn’t going to be the Lord High Protector, nor was he to be either of the Prime’s sons. No, he was to be Optimus Prime himself.

He may or may not have run around his apartment giggling gleefully and giving thanks to Primus while clutching his cracked datapad like his life depended on it. He checked his device again and again, not believing what he was reading until he received a second message from the studio asking him to come in for pre-shoot training and preparation for his role. Orion did not hesitate to gather up his small stash of belongings that he thought he would require and hop onto the nearest train heading west toward the ruins of Crystal City.

Sure, it was really strange that filming preparation was being done in the abandoned Crystal City, but he didn’t feel like judging when he finally had his big gig. Nope, he wasn’t going to question it. Not when he was going to be playing Optimus Prime. The biggest villain of the series. What could be a better debut than that?

“Welcome Orion. I am the director of this set. We already have everything set up so we can begin your preliminary training immediately.”

“Oh! Of course. But may I have your designation Sir?”

“I am Alpha Trion. It is a pleasure to be working with you. Please head over to the tent over there so that you can receive your schedule for the next few stellar cycles.”

It felt rather rushed, being brought onto set and then immediately kicked into an intensive training program. But once again, Orion didn’t want to doubt. Alpha Trion was a nice enough director and took great care to ensure Orion knew all the rules of the set and how filming was going to happen.

His Co-stars were apparently already on set filming the prologue and backstory sequences. Orion was a late hire since the last mech who signed on as Optimus Prime had apparently been in a bad accident and was no longer able to perform. He was not going to be able to have any behind the scenes meetings with his Co-stars since filming was already in progress. He would need to get to know them on set and while in character. Orion was also explicitly told that filming was going to be done differently than what was typically normal.

Filming would run almost like a reality T.V show. There would be cameras everywhere hidden throughout the set in all public areas. Essentially, Orion would be in character all the time except for when he was in his assigned quarters and perhaps the washracks if there weren’t any extra scenes planned. He didn’t remember there being anything incriminating or… suggestive in the series, but directors were known to adapt novels to their liking. He would have to be careful either way.

The only other serious thing he was told was somewhat unnerving. He would have no direct contact with the crew, access to stunt doubles, or the ability to speak to the director once he was on set. The reasoning behind it was that they wanted everything to be as realistic and immersive as possible. It seemed a lot like hogwash to Orion, but once they began his preliminary training, he decided to lodge those concerns away and focus on his studies. He wanted to play his role well. If he flopped here, no studio would ever hire him.

Sword training, dueling etiquette, anything relating to politics, royal manners, proper resource management, strategy, warfare, language, literature, history, arts, economy, geography, survival training, public speaking, and so much more were on his todo list. He lost track of the classes and cycles bled into one another. It felt rather silly learning the twenty seven made up languages used in the novels and the similarly intensive made up history of the fantasy world. But he endured it all diligently. It was kind of fun having to memorize the fantasy maps and learn how to sing elegantly so that ancient rites seen in the novel could be replicated.

It was tiring work, and he was fairly certain that a few million shanix had to have gone into the replication of models and teachers that were hired to educate him. The studio must have had high hopes for their film to put so much into him. The director himself didn't seem concerned in the slightest about profits the whole time. He never even talked to Orion outside of that first instance until he had spent roughly eight stellar cycles studying.

“I believe you are ready to head to the set and meet the makeup team. Do not be alarmed at any frame augmentations. They are all perfectly natural. A chip will be inserted into your processors to feed you information on set, largely so that you need never break character.”

Alpha Trion looked like he would rather be chewing on rocks as he spat out the information. Orion was rightfully suspicious in his opinion. But after almost a full vorn of dedicating his very spark to learning everything under Luna 1 and 2 needed to play the role of Optimus Prime, he would be slagged before he backed out now. Besides, he enjoyed feeling tested and trained cables strain beneath his armor, a side effect of never ending sword training.

“Thank you Sir! I will be sure to play my part perfectly!”

Orion assured as he was led to a space bridge and ushered through. He smiled as he passed to the other side, meeting the gazes of over a dozen rather malicious looking mecha who grabbed him and laid him down on a medical berth before he could wheeze out a greeting. Next thing he knew, he was injected with a sedative of some sort and promptly awoke aching absolutely everywhere in a berth that was not his own.

He sat up, rubbing his helm and feeling the definitive change in structure. He frowned and stood up on wobbly pedes, gawking at his newfound height as he shakily made his way toward the only mirror in the room. He gasped when he saw his reflection. The mech in front of him was, by all definitions, gorgeous. Strong and quite clearly made for war, a stunning set of armor adorned him. Gold highlights graced his plating and strong shoulders now guarded him. Blue hips swayed with every step and long strong legs shone in the light, covered in small glyphs he couldn’t even properly read from how well they blended in. His arm guards were equally ornamented, and he hardly had time to process his wide yet sharp optics before the door to his room burst open and a terrified looking servant crashed to the ground.

“Forgive me my Lord!” The servant wept, curling up on the ground as they hurriedly tried to gather up what looked to be a cube of energon. Instinct told Orion to help, but before he could act, a message flashed across his vision.

[[You are on set now. Play your part Orion Pax. From this cycle forward, you are Optimus Prime.]]

Was it highly unorthodox and probably breaking at least a few labor laws? Absolutely. Was Orion backing out now? Not to save his life.

He took a deep vent, feeling a new weight pulse in his spark chamber. When he refocused, he cleared his mind of distractions and settled himself on one designation. Over and over he repeated it.

‘I am Optimus Prime, leader of the Cybertronian Empire, and I am a tyrant worthy of death.’

He repeated to himself internally as he scowled at the servant, a pleasant frown adorning his seemingly untarnishable face.

“What is your designation?” He questioned sharply. The servant shook in renewed terror at his words which flowed so smoothly from his glossa that Orion, or rather Optimus, almost choked. The language of the novel came easily to him now, more so than he was otherwise sure it was meant to. But he did not question as he grabbed the servant by the back of their neck guard and threw them out of the door, doing his best to use his training to ensure that his fellow actor wasn’t actually damaged.

The servant skidded across the ground, slamming into the wall of the hallway with a groan. Orion- Optimus cringed internally. He had limited practical experience. He would need to do better in the future to ensure his fellow actors weren’t damaged. As much as he loved a dramatic role, he didn’t want to make any actual enemies. He would need to find out the actor’s name and give them a gift basket or something when he had a free moment.

But for now, he had a part to play and a landscape to very hastily memorize.

“How dare you. Insolent whelp. Have you no experience using the frame Primus granted you?” Optimus stalked forward, his voice deep and resonating, yet also surprisingly smooth. Even when portraying anger, his voice still flowed like a perfectly calm stream. Whatever mods the makeup team gave him, he desperately wanted to keep once he finished with this role.

“Forgive me my Lord! It was an accident! Y-Your presence startled me! You’ve been in stasis for almost a vorn!” Oh? So that was how the director was playing off his absence. Optimus couldn’t help but find it odd that he had been told his co-stars were filming other scenes while apparently the main story was still progressing, but perhaps there were details he was missing. He would have to talk to his co-stars.

“A vorn.” He practically growled, his perfectly modeled frame not even instinctually turning to flared plating to get his point across. By the pits the makeup team had done him up nicely.

“I’m sorry!” The servant wailed, clutching at their chassis to protect themselves from a potential attack. Optimus internally wanted to praise their acting. It was honestly phenomenal how well they could force their tears and the sheer terror in their optics. He would need to ask for lessons off set sometime.

“Enough. Cease your pathetic whimpering. I require an immediate update of all that has come to pass during my absence.” The servant scurried to their pedes, weeping even as they shakily bowed and gestured for Optimus to follow. He obliged without question, taking care to stride forward with elegance that had practically been beaten into him during training. He felt stupid walking with a gentle sway of his hips while his shoulders were held back in his old frame. But with these augments, it felt right.

He was going to have so much fun making scenes as the notorious tyrant the people of the novel feared.

“Your office my Lord. W-Would you like me to summon your Council?” He had a Council? Optimus wracked his mind for who the mecha in question could be as he stared at the gaudy doors before him.

“Who would that entail?” He questioned with authority lacing his tone. The servant shook even harder and again Optimus applauded their acting abilities. True skill from a mere background character. The director had not spared a single detail it seemed.

“Currently they are scattered, according to your will prior to your fall into stasis. T-The Lord High Protector, the Young Lords, and of course your personal physician can be summoned if you desire. We can also begin summoning your spymaster and anyone else-” Optimus raised a servo, silencing the servant as he opened the office doors and stepped into a room all but drowning in paperwork. He wanted to cry as soon as he witnessed the pile of work to be done. Did the director really have to make things this detailed? It felt overkill really.

“Summon all of my Council, everyone of importance. I refuse to be left in the dark.” He ordered as he strode forward, calmly and regally taking a seat at his desk. His expression remained perfectly composed as he sifted through the datapads before him, seeing incredibly detailed documents that looked real enough to pass into law if Optimus didn’t know they had to be forged for realism’s sake.

“By your will Lord Prime.” The servant hurried away, closing the door behind them and leaving Optimus to his monstrous pile of datapads. The director had said there would be cameras in all public areas. Considering this area was not exactly private, Optimus elected to keep in character. This was a good chance to put his training to good use anyway.

“Primus protect me.” He muttered in the old tongue used in the novel. It felt right strangely enough, but he chalked it up to the thrill of being on set as he picked up the nearest datapad and promptly dug through every conceivable loophole in the document in order to get the best deal. Sure, he was playing the role of tyrant, but these documents were all for show. If he simply took the time to actually make it seem as though he were dutifully working on them, then his task would be complete.

He would rather not sit around being bored for groons on end. So he might as well actually try and make something of the documents for the benefit of the Empire. Would they actually come into law? No. This was all a set after all. But was it rather fun putting together the perfect little documents to improve efficiency as if he were playing a real time strategy game?

Absolutely.

“My reign shall endure, regardless of the price.” He smiled, taking care to gaze off into the distance in what probably seemed like a really stupid way to an outsider but was sure to appear amazing to any camera. Then, maintaining his new persona, Optimus allowed himself to drift into his work. No use wasting energy until his co-stars arrived. The director had mentioned that the set was rather large and that it was taking place on a whole new colony world to add to the realism.

He couldn’t wait to see who was playing the roles of the other characters in the novel.

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keef-a-corn · 1 year

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Dat’s right! It’s everyone’s favourite ‘Keef watches TFP and all you get are the notes!’

Maybe I should make a cover for this series.

ANYWHO! I’m watching season 1, Episode 10: Deus Ex Machina.

I write down timestamps, but I watch Transformers Prime on Stan (and Australian streaming service) so they may be slightly off.

~~~~Transition~~~~

00:00 - I know that’s my favourite book ‘World History’.

00:04 - please tell me that everyone else saw her just break the fourth wall.

00:11 - Bulkhead’s an asshole if Miko can hear the car from inside the building.

00:14 - Read.. 150 pages? Okay, I’m gonna be honest, I’ve never been to detention (I haven’t even gotten a slip [3 slips means detention]) so I could be wrong but.. isn’t detention formed by a variety of students? Not everyone’s going to be reading the same thing so how can a teacher assign such vague homework?

00:41 - In Bulkhead’s rear view you can actually see the teacher.

~Intro~

01:39 - I may have yelled ‘what the fuck?’ When I saw that cactus. Why did they get a real cactus?

01:43 - Bulkhead’s hovering above the road.

02:15 - Bots not understanding human expressions. So beautiful.

02:25 - Jack sounding exactly like an older brother, then Bulkhead ignoring him is hilarious.

02:37 - this has the same energy as ‘you’re going to end up at McDonald’s if you don’t do your work. We going to McDonalds if I don’t do my work? :D’

02:51 - you already KNOW Greek viewers went crazy.

03:16 - ‘those’ being a car… although still sounds kinda racist. Transformist? Modist? That sounds like modest.

03:17 - mmm I like when they have very.. civil reactions to comments.

03:24 - pssst guys… it’s a height difference

03:27 - I get that this part is supposed to show that Starscream considers Knockout inferior, but like… he knows that decepticons also need to have ground support that aren’t just vehicons, right?

03:30 - honestly, go off, K.O. Ya look good.

03:44 - that must be such a weird sight.

04:11 - Miko’s an idiot. I will explain further. She’s been rejected from every other mission, regardless of what it was and when Bulkhead notices a connection between Miko’s school work and a harmless mission, let’s her join. Why would Miko assume that it’s anything other than school related??

04:25 - Bulk didn’t need to justify how he knew that.

04:52 - randomly including democracy, alright

05:04 - he’s got looks, brains and fighting ability. Can you tell who’s one of my top Decepticons?

05:07 - he means boyfriend. (I’m like fairly certain that in some canon they are in a relationship)

05:09 - Where’s Starscream lookin?

05:43 - they’re ex boyfriends

06:26 - Bulkhead angst potential.

06:33 - HOW THE FUCK IS THE QUALITY SO GOOD??

06:37 - what’s he supposed to be pointing at rn?

06:47 - I dunno why but that just reminded me that Bayverse Bumblebee was in WW2.

06:52 - that’s really smart

07:11 - why are there so many dangerous weapons??

07:20 - Arcee decided to use a double negative than say ‘Miko’s right’ + Bee looks lifeless. Like I got jumpscared by him.

07:30 - no it doesn’t. I checked.

07:32 - I think Bee was just zoned out because he’s eyes/Optics are now full+ Bulkhead’s lean is beautiful.

07:34 - Optimus’s boobs are too big. He can’t see the screen.

07:40 - OH! LOOK AT THAT! FOWLER PROVING TO BE USELESS.

07:48 - I get the joke being ‘oh he’s a machine’ but honestly- I agree with Ratchet.

07:52 - I’m gonna be honest… I cried looking at Bee from Optimus’s perspective. He looks like a puppy!

07:54 - *cri* he’s so cute.

07:58 - confiscate as in remove dangerous weapon.

08:18 - Here we witness an idiot forgetting that they turn into cars.

08:29 - Miko using her brain. Woo!

08:39 - Optimus saying ‘Bulkhead’. I need a compilation of Optimus saying each Autobot’s name. (Specifically Bumblebee tho)

08:47 - ‘aw fuckin Soundwave’ ~ my genuine reaction when it showed that Soundwave was back at his hijinks

08:48 - draw the gang like this.

08:57 - that’s… what the frag… that’s so messed up.

09:21 - it might just be me, but wouldn’t it make more sense for either Bee or Arcee to be parked up front and Optimus at the back? Considering that people there have cars like Bee and Arcee’s a motorbike so it would look fairly normal. Then Optimus as the back to look like he’s museum property. I could be wrong tho.

09:46 - …Fnaf SB was def inspired by this so. I will not hear otherwise.

10:06 - Just seeing Optimus like that reminds me… why don’t the other have holoforms like Arcee? Their windows don’t have a heavy enough tint that an absence of driver does goes unnoticed.

10:55 - Knockout flirting with Optimus is such a silly idea.

11:08 - that was smooooooooth.

11:24 - Optimus lookin around, then looking down to see Knockout is actually really funny. I bet that happens all the time at the base.

11:30 - the way Optimus’s foot/pede bends implies that he can go on the tip of his toes and that fills me with immense joy.

11:37 - that’s a horrifying sight.

11:59 - Woo! Bee!

12:05 - NO! BEE!

12:10 - Okay but like Arcee could’ve dodged that initial missile(?) with a smaller turn, means she wouldn’t have crashed into Bee. + Whump potential anyone? + Bee does a backflip. Get on his level goddamn.

12:13 - Knockout really took down Optimus and just stood on him. Power move.

12:31 - if they’ve only NOW gotten it down, then there’s something wrong with them.

12:38 - Knockout reacted before Optimus started to move, but I now understand why Knockout stood on Optimus.

12:43 - that could’ve looked so cool.

12:44 - but Optimus said no

13:10 - Damn, Miko..

13:12 - She was complying yet the officer decided to be really rough.

13:18 - I now point out the foreshadowing when Bulkhead talked about Miko getting arrested.

13:25 - Soundwave got them feminine legs. Go off, king.

13:30 - that was a forced ‘gulp’ and I love it.

13:37 - Harry Potter, or whatever.

13:42 - Optimus, how long have you been lying on the floor, Primus.

13:53 - Shoutout to bots that can do backflips. Gotta be one of my favourite genders.

14:07 - And do what?.

14:08 - Mmmm Y E S. (Optimus said Bulkhead and Miko)

14:36 - a good liar doesn’t hesitate like that, Miko.

14:42 - DAMN THOSE BACKGROUNDS BEAUTIFUL AF.

15:06 - Ratchet in the corner.

15:07 - HOW THOUGH?! HOW WOULD YOU DO THAT, BULKHEAD??

15:38 - Does anyone else now get annoyed at Bulkhead? Like dude! Ratchet needed that! Couldn’t you have punched a wall or something??

16:06 - EXACTLY!

16:08 - shut up, Jack.

16:23 - bots feeling strong emotions are more heavily animated.

16:49 - that’s how I act and I’m feeling called out Ò-Ó

17:17 - did anyone else feel deeply disturbed watching that?

17:45 - Bulkhead lookin like a penguin.

17:52 - When you compare that walk to other bots (such as Bee or Arcee) you can especially tell the Bulkhead is not made for swift movements. He’s shaky on his pedes/feet when he went from uneven to stable ground and from the slide into a run.

18:00 - most realistic r action right there.

18:04 - Knockout’s significantly faster than Breakdown he’s just decided that instead of using his quick strides to run forward, he’s going side to side.

18:12 - LMAO

18:27 - I FORGOT THIS HAPPENS. THAT’S SO MESSED UP.

18:37 - Take that out of context. I dare you.

18:57 - okay, this looks awesome af.

19:16 - take THAT out of context-

19:27 - OOOOH I get it! Because traditionally it’s ‘fight or flight’ but because their both cars he said ‘drive’

19:50 - Awww look at them. That’s sad. They also kinda look like video game characters, especially because their eyes aren’t glowing the way they usually do. (Sorry I couldn’t get a clearer photo)

19:59 - this is what I sound like when I’m talking about Polar Bears.

21:03 - I would like to acknowledge that TFP is bad with letting characters take a moment to recover. The more this happens, the more you’ll hear about it.

———————

And that was Deus Ex Machina.

Honestly I’m not a big fan of this episode. It’s okay, but definitely doesn’t stand out as much as it could’ve. I thought the plots were very weak and there were very few iconic moments. Considering that this was the first appearance of Knockout and Breakdown, it’s an underwhelming reveal.

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petitelepus · 1 year

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YANDERE COMMISSION

I was commissioned by sweetheart called @biggesttfsimp to write about her Yandere matches!

Idea was that the Reader was taken from their Yandere and they retrieve what is rightfully theirs.

There are some different states of Yandere/Victim relationships in here so they aren’t all completely same.

Enjoy everyone and thank you for commissioning me!

Small warning, Robo violence and blood!

CUT THEM DOWN

You bit your lower lip anxiously as you looked at the Decepticons around you, who were holding you as a prisoner. You had been careless and had gotten caught while enjoying the scenery of the sun setting down the horizon.

An especially beautiful scene this time of the year, but you had been recognized by some Vehicons that were expecting to be praised for capturing one of the Autobots' pet humans.

You have no idea how much time passed, but you were sure your disappearance had been noticed. Especially once Megatron showcased the image of you to the Autobot's frequency, demanding that the heroes would switch the precious Iacon Relics that they had for you.

Now you held no love for Decepticons and they held even less for you, but you weren't a monster. You looked at Megatron who was speaking with Soundwave and Starscream.

"If Autobots want their precious human back, they have to do as I say and bring us the relics they have!" Megatron growled under his breath and Starscream being the sneaky snake he was, kissed ass like a pro. "Yes, and then we shall take over what's-!"

"You guys are making a terrible decision here..." You muttered under your breath, but Starscream had heard you.

The sleek Decepticon turned to look at you and gave you one of his famous glares, "What did you say?"

You swallowed nervously, but held your ground, "You guys are in way bigger danger than I am." You said and silence fell into the room before the whole room full of Decepticons and Vehicons burst out laughing. You bit the inside of your cheek as you were laughed at and finally, they stopped laughing.

"Look after the human," Megatron ordered as he, Soundwave, and Starscream left the room. You looked around nervously at the Vehicons guarding you, and that is when you felt the air in the room shift.

You could feel it, his presence and it made you look around in fear, but you couldn't see him.

"Close your eyes..." Came his whisper and you knew from experience not to disobey him. You closed your eyes and just as you did that, you heard the Vehicons in the room scream in agony. You could only imagine with he was doing there before you to these poor Cons you had tried to warn.

"You can open your eyes." He said and you opened your eyes and saw Ratchet standing there, but your attention was stolen by the bodies of the Vehicons who just a second ago were alive and laughing at you. That, and how Ratchet was covered in the said Vehicon's energon.

What you imagined didn't come even near reality. It appeared that Ratchet had come into the room with a relic called Phase Shifter. The said relic allowed its master to go through objects as they pleased, a truly magnificent piece of Cybertronian technology.

Well, it looked like he had used the relic to pull the sparks straight out of some Vehicon's chests while he had used his knife to cut some apart from inside out. The smell in the room was foreign to you, but you had no doubt that if you were a Cybertronian you would be sick because of all the energon spilled on the floor.

An alarm went off and you could hear a commotion coming outside the interrogation room. Ratchet was standing there by the door and with one punch, he destroyed the code reader that opened and closed the door when the right code was inserted. Now no one would get in and no one could get out.

"My love, how-!" He was saying as he cut you loose from your bindings and saw you properly.

"Your face...!" Ratchet gasped quietly and you blinked in confusion as you raised your hand and touched your cheek. You winced. It must have been bruised at some point of time during your stay with Decepticons.

"Your beautiful face..." Ratchet muttered quietly as he gently touched your cheek with the tip of his servo. You could feel something wet and sticky touch your skin and you shivered at the idea that you had just been touched with hands tainted by robot blood.

"You came..." You said quietly and Ratchet scowled.

"Of course I did." He said as he picked you up and gently held you against his chassis as he opened a commlink to Autobot base, requesting a GroundBridge to your coordinates. You had to hurry because you could hear Decepticons banging on the door, trying to bring it down by brute force.

The portal to Autobot base opened and Ratchet carried you to safety. Once you were at the base, the bridge shut down behind you and Autobots rushed to meet you.

"Ratchet, where did you go, we couldn't contact you and-! Is that energon!?" Optimus asked, but Ratchet ignored him so he could place you on the pedestal where the kids were. The kids surrounded you and while they meant good, you weren't in that good shape to talk with them.

While Rafael tried to leave and get you a glass of water, Jack had to tell Miko to calm down and leave you be for a while. You had just been through something traumatic and you needed space to recover.

"I'll perform a physical on her," Ratchet said, but before he could grab you Arcee stepped between you two. "Ratchet, with all due respect, I think you are too far in this. What exactly went down there on Nemesis, you're covered in energon?"

"Arcee..." Ratchet sighed, but the Autobot femme frowned, but before she could say anything else you butted in.

"It's okay Arcee." You said with a smile as you stepped forward so Ratchet could pick you up. "I don't mind Ratchet checking me. They did get me pretty good, after all?" You chuckled as you pointed at your bruised cheek.

The blue femme frowned, but nodded, accepting your explanation and you smiled as Ratchet carefully picked you up and took you to his quarters to check you. Once the door closed behind you two you looked at him, "Can you put me down?"

Ratchet did as you asked and placed you on his bed. You would barely look at him so he had to ask, "Are you mad at me?"

"...Yes." You nodded and the medic frowned, "Why?"

"Because...!" You scowled, "Because...!"

"I don't understand. Are you mad at me for saving you?" Ratchet asked and you scowled harder, "Maybe..."

Hearing this, the medic got mad, "You needed me! I needed you...!"

"You didn't need to kill them...!" You replied and he frowned, "They hurt you!"

"You noticed that after you had killed them!"

"I only did what I did because I love you, can't you see that?!" Ratchet snapped and you flinched. Seeing this, he sighed and gently touched your shoulder with his servo. "I'm sorry... I only did it because I love you... You have to understand that?"

You did, but was it worth killing someone, even if those someones were simple Vehicons...? You were taught right from wrong at a very young age and now you couldn't tell what this all was. You sighed, your shoulders relaxing considerably as you accepted his words.

"Okay... But no more killing anyone! Alright?" You asked as you turned to look at Ratchet. The medic smiled as he leaned in and gently kissed the top of your head.

"I won't..." He promised...

...But sometimes people took justice into their own hands.

~~~~~~

SNACKS DENIED

"You are in huge trouble." You said from your seated position on a chair you were tied on. The petty villain of Detroit, Angry Archer had captured you in hopes of blackmailing some money out of your companions. While you admit, you had been careless, you hadn't expected to be captured by someone like him.

"Alas, thou are a friend of the Bots, are thou not?" The weirdo in green costume asked and you rolled your eyes so hard it almost hurt, "Wrong side, genius."

"That does not matter! I will make my demands and release thou for 6-digit numbers!"

That was a lot of money for little old you. Did he really expect Autobots to carry such riches with them? Even your lover, or what he preferred to be called as wasn't that loaded and he worked for the most sinister Cybertronian you knew.

"You really should let me go. For your own good." You said and you meant it. No matter where you were or where you went, your lover always knew exactly where to find you. You couldn't understand how, maybe was there a tracking chip in you or something, but you couldn't tell.

"And what if I won't? What are thou going to do?"

"It's not what I'm going to do." You said as you heard the sound of a fighter jet approaching the abandoned warehouse you were held in at. "It's what he is going to do when he finds us."

The Archer laughed and was about to reply, no doubt going to brush off your warning, but then something hit earth so hard that the whole warehouse shook. For a second you were afraid that the whole place would collapse on top of you, but your fears went away when you heard a familiar voice.

"WHERE IS SHE!?" Came furious German-accented shouting that you knew belonged to Blitzwing, your kinda lover's, Hotheaded personality.

Next thing you knew, the warehouse's ceiling was ripped off and your partner's red face came into your view. You looked at the Archer who was looking at the scene before him with his eyes wide in shock and you grinned, "I told you."

The Archer gasped and tried to use his magnetic grappling lines to make a quick escape, but Hothead grabbed the line as Archer was about to take off, leaving the human hanging on the line like a fish in a hook.

"YOU LITTLE-! YOU DARE TO STEAL FROM-!" Hothead was saying when his face shifted and the Random personality took over.

"Ooh, snack time!" Random cackled as he raised the villain into the air, but just as he was about to drop the man into his maw, you interrupted him.

"Blitzwing, no!" You shouted and Random stopped, but only for enough time to look at you, "What iz it my little Liebling?"

"Don't eat him!"

"Yes, don't eat me!" The Angry Archer cried out desperately, only amusing Blitzwing's maniac personality even further.

"Und why not?" Random shrugged as he laughed, "He took jou from me!"

"But I'm alright, aren't I? No reason to hurt him!"

"But I-!"

"I think he learned his lesson!" You cried out more seriously and Blitzwing pouted, but then his face changed and Icy took control.

"Very well, if that is what jou want." He said and you sighed in relief. Icy was usually the one who would listen to the voice of reason. You watched him twirl the line Angry Archer had tried to use to escape around the said man, trapping him now instead.

"Wanna cut me loose?" You asked and Blitzwing nodded, and he set the criminal aside but that was when you heard the sirens in the distance. Someone must have called the police when they saw a giant evil alien robot tear a warehouse into pieces.

"I hear Autobot reinforcement approaching." Blitzwing muttered mainly to himself and then Hothead took control, "LET THEM COME! I'LL SQUASH THEM LIKE TIN CANS!"

"No!" You shouted, not wanting any innocent policemen to get hurt because your lover was... Well, partly lunatic Decepticon?

"Can't we just leave?" You asked and Hothead shot a glare in your direction. "JOU WANT ME TO ADMIT DEFEAT!?"

"Please...?" You asked with your eyes big and wide, a puppy look you had mastered when it came to wanting something from Blitzwing. The red-faced mech scowled as he looked at the cute look you were giving him and Icy took control of the body.

"Very well then." Icy nodded with a defeated sigh and cut you loose before picking you up. Just as the police made it to the scene of the crime, Blitzwing transformed into a jet and took off with you inside him.

Back at the Decepticon base, Blitzwing was having an internal fight with himself. He was angry that you had been taken, and then he was mad for letting you loose enough to be captured like that and then he was furious that you had been set in danger.

He kept talking about what if Autobots would have gotten you from Angry Archer before Blitzwing had made it there. They would have no doubt taken you from him and if that had happened who knows if you would have been able to see each other ever again?

You couldn't bare to watch him fight with himself like that. You sighed as you whistled and that caught your lover's attention.

"It's okay Blitzwing." You said as you put on your biggest and most genuine-looking smile, "I'm here now, aren't I?"

"But-!"

"I love you."

At first, those three words were something to say when you wanted something or tried to make your point go through. You hadn't meant them at first, but now that you had been with Blitzwing for so long, you didn't know anymore if you actually did mean them.

You had grown accustomed to his company, his mood swings, and three different personalities who clashed here and there. You couldn't imagine life without him. There was a word for this, Stockholm's Syndrome, but you liked to believe that you were still in control of your feelings if only somewhat.

"Ooh, little Liebling is so cute!" Random, when did he take control, laughed as he leaned down so he was on your level and the situation briefly reminded you of those books and shows where they taught how to talk to children and animals without causing them fear.

"I could just eat you up!" He cackled and knowing him, he might just try that if you chose your words poorly.

"You wouldn't eat me," You smiled, "You love me too much."

"That I do!"

~~~~~~

CAGED BIRD

“You should just leave me.” You had said to these nice Cybertronians who had picked you up about a month ago from this alien market while you were out there waiting... Waiting for who? Well, an opportunity really.

“What are you saying?” This blue mech asked as he smiled, “After we so kindly picked you up when you were lost and hurt?”

“Things change.” You replied and a purple mech laughed, “C’mon, don’t be so formal with us! You’re one of us now, our friend!

Friend? Did friends really talk behind each other’s backs about selling each other to the highest bidder as a pet or as a living stress toy?

Yes, you had heard them speaking about you behind your back, but you didn’t mind.

You weren’t one in danger and you had honestly given these guys a fair warning. Rest was up to them if they would take it or leave it. Either way, time was running out.

Just on cue, the sound of an explosion going off somewhere in the building startled everybody and your companions jumped up from their seats around the table you were all seated at.

“What was that!?” The blue mech shouted and you sighed, “The reckoning is coming.”

“What does that mean!?” Purple mech shouted and there was another explosion, followed by a blood-curdling scream. The mechs looked at each other in horror and then they heard footsteps...

And Tarn walked into the room.

“Wh- Wha-!” They both stuttered and Tarn looked around the room until his crimson optics landed on you.

“Finally, I found you.” He said and the mechs yelped, thinking he was talking to them, but you could tell that he meant the words to you.

“Who are you!?” The mechs asked.

“My, where are my manners!” Tarn bowed curtly, “I’m here on behalf of our gracious lord Megatron, doing his holy work and eliminating all the traitors of the Decepticon cause.”

“Traitors-!” Blue mech gasped, “But we aren’t Cons!”

“Those against Decepticons shall share their fate with the rest of the traitors,” Tarn replied and both mechs looked like they could piss themselves if they could. You never really looked into Cybertronians’ biology, so you didn’t know.

“The war is over, there is no reason for us to fight anymore!” They shouted, but they might have as well been saying their prayers.

“Ah, I see you have a fair maiden with you,” Tarn said, his focus moving on you and the mechs holding you saw it and their final chance to save their afts.

“It’s the human you want, right?!” The purple mech shouted and he moved quickly as he grabbed you with a little too much strength, making you flinch, and offered you to the leader of the DJD.

“Here! Take her and let us live!”

Tarn looked at you and opened his hand towards you. The mech holding you quickly handed you over and Tarn immediately moved you to a much more comfortable position in his arms.

“How have you been, my fair maiden?” He asked and you smiled, “They have been decent towards me.”

“You heard her! We have been nice to her!” The purple mech shouted and his blue partner nodded while looking desperate, “So, you let us go now, right?”

“You seem to have misunderstood.” Tarn shook his helm as he snapped his servos and stepped aside. “I never said I would spare you, you just assumed so.”

Two Cons stepped into the room, Helex, and Kaon, both smiling sadistically at the sight of two more victims.

As the mechs holding you started to beg for their lives, Tarn turned and left the room so you wouldn’t see the bloodshedding. In his own way, he wanted to keep you pure so he never let you see the violence.

You sighed as you closed your eyes for a moment, feeling exhaustion taking over you, and the next thing you knew, you were back at Peaceful Tyranny.

Tarn gently placed you on your own seat and you looked downwards. Your skirt was a little bit out of its place, showing your purple bruised leg.

Truth was, that you had long ago stopped feeling anything on your legs. They just were there.

While Nickel didn’t like you, she had made sure you were alright, or as alright as you could be. You wouldn’t lose your legs and with the right treatment, you could maybe even gain back control of them.

Until then you would be bound to your wheelchair. Just the way Tarn liked you. Totally dependent on him.

“While I understand your need to be useful, this stunt you pulled was way too risky,” Tarn said and you looked at him.

“I’m sorry Tarn.” You weren’t really sorry, but Tarn worshipped you too much to notice a false apology.

“You do know that I have you locked away for your own safety, don’t you?”

“Yes, Tarn.” You nodded and your lover continued, “The world is a scary place for someone like you. You need me to survive in here.”

“Yes, Tarn.” You nodded again as your eyes landed on your purple leg again.

In a way, you were like a little bird, unable to use its wings. Tarn had made sure of that.

He seemed to notice how you looked at your useless legs and he carefully moved your long skirt so it covered your legs completely. He was quiet and you could tell he was feeling bad in his own way.

"It's alright Tarn...” You said as you smiled bravely. "I wouldn't leave you even if I could."

Again, you could tell he listened to you, latching onto every word that slipped past your lips. He was happy, you could tell.

There was a small moment of silence between the two of you and he was first to break it, clearing his intake and he stood up.

“Now it’s almost dinner time.” Tarn noted as he checked the time and you could tell he was smiling at you, “Won’t you sing for me?”

And you smiled, “Yes, Tarn.”

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elfdragon12 · 8 months

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Excuse my horny thoughts but it must be done: Watch as Megatron walks in on Soundwave going down on Optimus Prime, is utter horrified.

First he walked in on Deadlock spiking Ratchet. Then he found out Starscream sparked Windblade. NOW Soundwave getting to Optimus’ valve before he could!!

“that’s rough, buddy” Ratchet sighs with Deadlock purring behind him.

Oops! A bunch of the Decepticon high command are actually into the Autobots!

(Note: I am choosing to post this because it's still pretty vague, but I would like to not get into posting anything more explicit than this.)

#ask #anonymous #transformers #Normalverse #spicy content #valveplug

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seehowsupplethespineis · 2 years

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I missed creating random headcanons, so here’s everyone’s favorite drinks! Feel free to suggest more!

Favorite Beverages:

Optimus- He’s particularly fond of jasmine and green tea, though really any herbal tea suffices. We all know the man needs to relax and herbal tea soothes him to a certain degree. If he’s in need of a dose of caffeine, he’ll switch to black tea. He never resorts to coffee; he can’t stand the taste.

Ratchet: Unlike Optimus, coffee is his friend. He downs at least three cups a day while typing away at his station. Some of it is to keep alert, though largely he just finds it comforting.

Arcee- She prefers iced coffee, namely oliang, or Thai iced coffee as it's often called. She could drink it all day and would if her companions didn’t cut her off.

Bumblebee- Lemonade! He enjoys the sweet and sour flavor and subsequent sugar rush. Sometimes he’ll even bounce up and down while drinking it (Ratchet is concerned about this).

Bulkhead- Strangely, he hates all sodas except for root beer, which is his favorite beverage. Root beer floats are even better!

Megatron- He’ll settle for plain black coffee, though in his heart of hearts he is a material girl who wants a cappuccino or latte served on a saucer.

Starscream- Earl Grey or English breakfast tea. He’ll even add a spot of milk and stir it condescendingly in front of the other Cons. He likes to think it an act of superiority even though he boils the water in the same dented teapot as everyone else.

Knock Out- You know he has the most obnoxious coffee order imaginable; he will not settle for anything less than what he asked for. So far, Breakdown’s been the only one not to crack under the pressure of fulfilling his order (mainly because Knock Out is much more forgiving towards him). Oh, and he also enjoys wine simply so he can swirl it about in a wine glass while lounging seductively.

Breakdown- Hot cocoa! All he’s ever tasted is the cheap powdery kind, but he does not care. He loves it. His secret sweet tooth must be satisfied (when no one’s looking, he adds lots of cream and sugar to his coffee in the morning).

Soundwave- Espresso. One shot and he’s good to go.

Shockwave- Water, of course; it’s the healthiest option. That being said, he’s not averse to coffee. It also has health benefits, so long as one doesn’t consume too much.

Bonus:

Skyfire- Vanilla steamer. It’s sweet and warm and soothing. He can only drink it at night, though, because it will immediately make him sleepy.

Rumble and Frenzy- Did anyone else mix together every single drink at the soda fountain as a kid? No? Well, I did and I think Rumble and Frenzy would, too. Doesn’t matter how disgusting it turns out in the end; they’ll drink every last drop and even offer some to Soundwave, who will sip it to appease them even though it nearly makes him break his impassive exterior.

Wildbreak- Bubble tea. It’s a special treat Knock Out gets him every once in a while. Somehow, his dad knows exactly what flavors he’ll enjoy.

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nevis-the-skeleton · 10 months

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Techno-organic has been a thing in other transformers media, so how do you think some of the autobots and decepticons would deal with this idea coming up and also meeting one?

I don't think I can write a story with that idea, sorry about that. But I think it's indeed interesting to wonder about this subject, which is why I propose to see it with an analysis. So, how would the Autobots and Decepticons react to a Techno-Organic?

First of all, it's true that the term Techno-organic has already appeared in several Transformers media, such as Animated, Beast Wars or G1. I suspect there must be some in other universes, but I don't think I can find them all. I will also assume that the term Techno-organic necessarily refers to a half-organic, half-Transformer being.

Techno-organic is a pretty broad term, because in Animated it mentions Blackairachnia as well as Sari Sumdac. The common point between these two characters is to have both a link between their mechanical side and their more "alive" side. Sari's hair or skin can be seen as organic, for example it's not like Astroboy, who is entirely robotic. Also, she eats human food and not energon. Blackairachnia on her side swings webs, and her rather animal appearance is reminiscent of the organic side. Elita-one having absorbed the abilities of organic beings, it is normal that she ends up taking part of them.

It is therefore not necessarily interesting to wonder about the reaction of the Autobots and Decepticons of Animated, because they have already faced it. Same in Beast Wars, the characters are literally Techno-organic, here again it's animal appearance, but also animal characteristics such as fur, feathers, or shell.

Next, in G1, as Techno-Organics we have our little trio of Insecticons: Bombshell, Shrapnel, and Kickback. We can categorize them as Techno-Organics because they technically did like Beast Wars. These ancient Decepticons woke up on an uncivilized Earth, so without any vehicles. They then chose insects that were for them more adapted to life on this planet. Their organic side allows them here to be able to feed themselves with what they want, and to transform it into energon. They are technically omnivorous. Here too, we know the reaction of the Autobots and Decepticons, surprised at first, then they ended up getting used to it.

Finally, for me in TFP we also have the existence of Techno-organic, the most glaring example being Airachnid, which comes very close to the characteristics of Black Airachnia in Animated. Besides, surely Airachnid wasn't the only one of her kind (not counting the Insecticons of course). But we can also wonder about the Predacons, especially seeing the wings of Predaking, which really do not look robotic, more like the composition of the wings of a bat, it is the only flyer robot that does not fly thanks to the propulsion of a engine.

Of course we don't have Techno-Organics in the half-robot half-human sense, Sari Sumdac being truly unique in that regard. This is only possible with the protoforms in Animated, and so the only possible way to create one in TFP would be for example with the protoforms in the Harbinger. Although, given all the procedure Starscream had to go through to get clones, it's not something that could happen by accident. It would have to be intentional. Afterwards, why do that, that would be a good question…

The Autobots would have no interest in it, the only result would be that they would have injured humans. Because to activate the protoforms in TFP would require DNA and human blood. I forgot how it worked with Starscream, but in any case I am sure of one thing and that is that it would take a lot of blood, more than in a single human. It had cost Starscream a lot of energon, so imagine for a human (all his blood goes through it, and that wouldn't even be enough). Either way, if that were to happen, most of the Autobots would be welcoming. The only one who would be the least would be Ratchet, but because he doesn't really like organics, he has already taken a long time to tolerate the kids.

The Decepticons, on the other hand, abhor humans, seeing a half-mechanical one would grossly disgust most of them, except perhaps Breakdown and Dreadwing, who never showed a real aversion to organics. Soundwave most likely wouldn't care, and the only one really interested would be Shockwave. But well, it's Shockwave. Starscream is already disgusted by Airachnid, so imagined another half-human Techno-organic form this time, same thing for Megatron who doesn't like humans. Airachnid would want to collect it, no doubt. As for Knockout, I think that despite the fact that he is attached to his hygiene, he wouldn't mind. I think it's even one of the Decepticons who is closest to humans, meeting a half-mechanical one would surprise him, but he would not join in the half-general disgust. Either way, they underestimate humans for the most part, they would have no reason to want to create a Techno-Organic.

In any case, for me, in TFP, it's not so much a Techno-organic that would make them react more or less badly, but rather the fact that this Techno-organic is half-alien or not. So half-Transformer, half-human, for example.

That's it for my analysis, I know you weren't expecting that. But I hope you like the analysis anyway. Thank you for your request ^^

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