#rid2015 sideswipe

[dirtyreusablehandkerchief]

HOLY SHIT YA'LL

IT'S SIDESWIPE

(context: they're both voiced by Darren criss)

#hazbin hotel #RID2015 #hazbin hotel ST. Peter #sideswipe #robots in disguise 2015 #RID15 #Darren criss #RID2015 sideswipe #RID sideswipe

[3x0t1clibra]

i had a dream where i was following a boy to hang out with other friends and i couldnt bc i was stopped from going the boy was going so when i started to walk the other direction i saw rid15 sideswipe and flipped him off, he became very distraught abd pissed

it was funny

#transformers #tf rid15 #transformers rid2015 #rid2015 sideswipe #dreams

[hardygalwrites]

Originally posted to FFN a little after the 12th of December, 2016

Simply archiving a writing challenge I did back in 2016 up to 2017 and featuring my favourite writing pieces from each week of the challenge here on Tumblr :]

← Week 17 (KO) – Week 19 (KO) →

Cartoon: Transformers Prime / Robots in Disguise 2015

Characters: Smokescreen, Knock Out, and Bumblebee, with appearances from numerous other characters (even ones not featured in the cartoons)

Synopsis: An Autobot Elite Guard rookie, a Decepticon medic turned Autobot, and an Autobot scout turned warrior turned street cop - three very different bots with a wide range of stories to tell. And we are going to spend the next year exploring said stories through daily-written drabbles, be they angsty, humorous, gut-punching, or just plain odd! Who doesn’t love a challenge? (2016 to 2017)

—

New Pet

It was just a glitch-mouse. A simple, rather insignificant little specimen that had been brought to the medbay to be used as a test subject.

Knock Out had recently become rather attentive to the little thing, allowing no one but himself to take care of it. First Aid had once joked that if he didn't know Knock Out better, he would've said that the doctor was growing fond of the little creature.

Knock Out then pointedly asked him if there was some inventory he ought to be doing, and First Aid knew that that marked a permanent end to the conversation.

Fabulous Bad Guy

Knock Out smirked at the Autobot who'd just entered the cavern. "Ah, finally. I was wondering what was taking you."

"Wait," Smokescreen laughed. "Don't tell me you were actually waiting for me to show up. 'Cause that would just be stupid, even for you."

"Well, I needed someone to witness yet another one of my victories."

"You stuck around to gloat?" Smokescreen scoffed. "Wow, that is stupid. Guess you haven't been watchin' any human films lately."

"Considering how pathetically bad you Autobots are at retrieving Predacon bones, I think my decision is well founded." Knock Out turned to the Vehicons awaiting his command. "Sic him."

Kindred Spirit

"I tried playing with the other kids..." The sparkling paused to suck on his energon treat. "But they're boring, and they don't like playing any of the games I do. Can I have another one?"

"I don't think so." Knock Out moved the bowl of energon treats out of reach.

The sparkling rolled his optics. "Why not?"

"As a doctor that would just be plain irresponsible of me, as dull and grown-up that may sound. Also..." Knock Out dusted off the sparkling's shoulder. "...Take it from a grown-up, if you're going to have an impeccable finish, you must have impeccable denta to match."

"Fine."

#posting from THE ARCHIVES #365 drabbles challenge #ill pretty much just say what i said in the a/n for this chapter/week all those years ago #i just find the idea of knock out basically just being a bad guy from an action/adventure movie too funny and perfect #also hey theres sparkling rid2015 sideswipe in the last featured drabble :] #transformers #transformers prime #knock out #tfp knock out #tf first aid #g1 first aid #smokescreen #tfp smokescreen #sideswipe #rid2015 sideswipe #fanfiction #transformers fanfiction #HardyGal writes stuff #HardyGal writes fanfiction

[guttercoop]

Can you please draw RID15 sideswipe he’s like one of my faves and I want more fan art of him and your art style would look delicious with him

#sweet boy #he means the worm to me #sideswipe #transformers #transformers sideswipe #transformers robots in disguise 2015 #transformers rid2015

[nova--spark]

I bring this cursed knowledge because it got @lets-try-some-writing

to scream at me on Discord for it

#nova musings #transformers #tfp #tf sideswipe #tf rid2015 #tf rid15 sideswipe #tf rid15 #tf rid 2015 #tf series #tf #maccadam #maccadams #transformers prime

[mgarmagedon]

I redesigned Drift from rid15 XD

Edit:

Plus small sketch uwu:

#transformers #tf #art #tf rid15 human au #human #human au #tf rid15 #au #fanart #maccadam #sketch #doodle #redesign #robots in disguise #transformers robots in disguise #robots in disguise 2015 #transformers rid2015 #rid15 #tf drift #drift #digital drawing #digital #digital art #design #character redesign #redraw #my art #sideswipe #sides #strongarm

[lets-try-some-writing]

Cybertronian Civil Warfare

One wrong move. That was all it took to make Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots, mad. Now Strongarm and Sideswipe have to deal with the unfortunate consequences of their actions by participating in Optimus's game.

(First chapter of a fic I am writing that will showcase some of the stuff being at war did to Bee and co :3)

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No one was entirely sure what thought process led to the current situation, but Strongarm could remember when it started. 

The team had gathered to celebrate what was quickly being dubbed the third liberation of Cybertron when it all began. Strongarm and her team, the Bee Team as they were called, were invited to celebrate with Team Prime in the newly constructed crystal gardens attached to the  restored Hall of Records. Optimus Prime himself had been the one to give out the invitations, and not a spark had refused. Sideswipe had of course made a fuss about having to go to what he assumed was a formal event, but Strongarm had shut him up well enough beforehand.

Meeting Team Prime in a more civil setting was exciting and she had no intention of missing it for the world. But of course, someone had to screw up. And that screw up in turn led to a series of unfortunate and poorly thought out words.

Primus, did they frag up.

“Look, all I am saying is that I don’t get why you all are so high strung all the time.” Sideswipe remarked as he sipped from his cup of high grade. His optics flared a pale blue, a sign of overcharge from too much to drink. A scowl marred his features and Strongarm suppressed the urge to march over and swat him.

“Why is that Sideswipe?” Optimus questioned patiently from where he sat at the head of the table. The others present had largely continued on with their activities, uncaring of the conversation, but Sideswipe could sense the way the others threw their fields wider, subconsciously keeping an optic on the situation.  

“It's pretty bad with Bee. He’s always whining about us using too much energon and he gets angry about us not being up all night long for our patrol despite the fact that we have cameras.” Sideswipe glared at their leader and Strongarm almost burst from the rage pooling in her spark. Did the little glitch have no respect? These were war veterans for Primus’s sake.

“Sideswipe, keep your grievances back at base. We are in a public area-” Bumblebee chimed in, chastation heavy in his tone.  The former scout’s optics cycled in on Sideswipe, a sign of agitation that Strongarm had long learned to notice serving under him. Only Windblade’s firm grasp on her arm kept her from getting up to teach the mech across from her a lesson.

“Bumblebee, let him speak. It is at times like these that such issues should be aired.” Optimus sat perfectly composed in his chair, his attention on the red speedster as Sideswipe grumbled and continued, his words somewhat slurred as he continued.

“You all constantly act like you are better than us. You treat us like newsparks. I’ve been functional for long enough! By old Cybertronian standards I am fully framed!” Sideswipe slammed his cup onto the table as if he were a sparkling and glared at the elder mecha present. Smokescreen stood up abruptly from where he was seated, anger etched onto his features. 

“You are a newspark Sideswipe. I am still considered young even though I was forged during the height of the war.” Smokescreen’s servos were planted firmly on the table, his doorwings twitching as he glared. The Wreckers at the table paused in their activities, their words quieting as they stopped to pay attention. Their stillness swiftly led to the remainder of the table falling silent to observe.

Strongarm couldn’t help the way her plating clamped down around her as the war veterans present seemed to make a shield around themselves with their fields. It was suffocating to endure. 

“That’s exactly my problem! You get treated so much better than us and you don’t act much different!” Sideswipe wasn’t making any sense. His logic wasn’t adding up, and yet his field screamed of outrage. Evidently he had a lot more going on than he could voice. But Strongarm didn’t care to hear it.

“Sideswipe! Don’t be so rude! We are among war veterans and heroes!” Strongarm stood up as well. Her field flared in anger and Smokescreen looked over at her so sharply that she almost felt the urge to sit down. Ratchet slowly began to rise, his servos up in a placating manner as he attempted to speak before being cut off.

“You all fought in a war. So what? I’ve fought Cons and they weren’t even all that bad!” Sideswipe stood proudly despite the fact that he obviously wasn’t thinking straight. Strongarm wished she could sink into the ground as the gazes of the elder mecha present all zoned in on Sideswipe as if he were fresh energon ready for the harvest. She couldn’t tell whose field was whose, but she didn’t need to. All of them were running with an undercurrent of rage, at least those amongst team Prime. Windblade, Drift and his minicons, and Grimlock quickly began to gather beside Strongarm, stepping back from the table as things became more heated.

“Sideswipe, I believe you are not thinking clearly. What you are saying is insinuating a great deal more than I think you intend to convey.” Optimus was still composed ever as the rest of Team Prime slowly began to get up and move. Sideswipe didn’t seem to notice as Bulkhead carefully, and with surprising stealth, pulled the table out of the way in time for the Prime to stand.

This felt practiced, rehearsed almost in a sick way. Strongarm wasn’t sure what to do, what to say even. But she wasn’t given the chance as Bumblebee stepped in front of her and the rest of their team, his gaze surprisingly steely as the situation continued to unfold. 

“Bee, what’s going on?” Grimlock asked hesitantly. The dinobot was not usually one to look so… concerned. It startled Strongarm in a way. He was usually always ready for a fight, even against one like Optimus. Here though? It looked like everyone, including the battle hardened Drift, wanted nothing to do with the situation. 

“Quiet. Optimus will handle this.” There was no room for disagreement in Bumblebee’s voice. He was surprisingly stern. Usually he was loose in his methods of leadership. However as Smokescreen came over and stood at attention right next to Strongarm’s leader, she felt fear begin to gather in her spark.

This was serious, and everyone seemed to know it.

“I mean it all! I don’t get why you all do all this stupid paranoid slag all the time! Always on our afts about our energon usage and lack of combat training or all that other scrap!” Sideswipe’s field was vicious and sharp, but untrained. His didn’t hurt. But those around them? By the Allspark, Strongarm could feel pinpricks running all along her plating from where Bumblebee and Smokescreen practically emanated outrage.

“Sideswipe.” The Prime’s tone had shifted. It was subtle, almost too soft for Strongarm to notice. But her training under Bumblebee had done her good. She wasn’t a spy by any means, or even a special agent. However the few weeks of interrogation training she underwent were having their influence.

Optimus wasn’t happy.

“I don’t want to hear whatever fragging excuses you have, you old bag of bolts! You wouldn’t be held in such high esteem if you just ended the war when it began!” Everyone froze, even Grimlock. Windblade seemed too shaken to speak, her wings dipping so low they almost touched the ground as she stared on in horror. Strongarm was sure she was making a similar expression as Optimus’s expression changed.

He always wore gentle expressions, or at least a soft firmness or strictness. Now though? His optics were startlingly wide, almost as though he were looking at Sideswipe as some sort of prey animal. Optimus’s posture dipped, becoming tenser and his digits twitching ever so slightly. A true predator. 

“Sideswipe, that is enough.” Arcee hissed through gritted denta. The elder femme seemed two kliks away from shredding Sideswipe and appeared to only be kept in place by Bulkhead who glanced down at her in warning. Grimlock was shaking like a leaf and Slipestream and Jetstorm weren’t much better off. They huddled around their carrier unit fearfully and Drift subtly drew his swords, the tension in the air setting him on edge.

Strongarm couldn’t blame him when she found herself palming her pistol on instinct. 

“The Cons we’ve fought have been smallfry. Sure Megaton might have been a piece of work, but you could have ended this easily! But NO, you dragged it all out! Our planet DIED because you and the rest of these plasma helmed glitches didn’t want to put aside your egos and end things!” Strongarm didn’t think things could get worse. Evidently she was wrong. Team Prime were all angry. Even Ratchet seemed to be on the cusp of letting loose what Strongarm could only imagine was a legendary string of curses.

Despite that, Sideswipe must have been absolutely sloshed since he just. Kept. going. 

“Great and mighty Optimus Prime my aft! All you did was make things worse! We wouldn’t have had to deal with all this Primus forsaken fallout if you had just done the right thing in the first place!” There it was. Strongarm could feel it. This was the pinnacle. One more word and things were going to explode.

“Sideswipe. This is the only warning I will give you. Be silent now, or I will need to take disciplinary action on account of you disturbing the peace.” It was a bit of a stretch legally. However it seemed Optimus, and the rest of team Prime for that matter, didn’t care all that much. The tension was heavy. It was too much. 

“Sir, that would be an abuse of power. Sideswipe has the right to free speech. He can technically say what he wants regardless-” Over a dozen optics fell on Strongarm like lasers. She wished she hadn’t spoken, but she couldn’t back down now. 

“What I mean to say is that, uh, Autobot law does not permit…” She trailed off, but the wrath of those present was already on her. Sideswipe didn’t even seem to be aware she was speaking on his behalf. A bitter part of her processors resented that. She was hurting her reputation with Optimus Prime and likely the rest of team Prime just to stick up for him.

“What are you insinuating Strongarm?” She didn’t need to look. Bumblebee’s optics were boring into her with such intensity that if he were to be granted the ability to kill on sight, Strongarm was sure she would be dead by now. Still, no one else spoke up. The team were silent save for their unspoken anger which hummed in the air like a dooming court sentence. 

She floundered, stress prompting her to rehearse what Sideswipe had said. He was saying things that no one was able to, words which should never be spoken aloud. However as she fidgeted with Optimus’s far too wide optics glued to her, she sputtered out a response.

“He makes valid points!” Oh if looks could kill, Strongarm was sure that she and Sideswipe would be dead a thousand times over.

“How so?” The Prime questioned, his tone too smooth and practiced. It was akin to how cashiers and those who worked in customer service would smile and wave even as they internally cursed to the stars and beyond. 

“It’s just… according to the records, the war started because you and Megatron had a disagreement and failed to work it out. Then as the war went on, neither of you were willing to compromise or kill the other…” Smokescreen stepped forward, she could feel his field pressing against her. He felt murderous, so much so she couldn’t bear to look as Optimus tilted his helm ever so slightly in what had to be faux curiosity. 

“And it is also stated that the Decepticons weren’t really all that much of a threat beyond their numbers. The Autobots had superiority throughout a good portion of the war, but it was never used. The Decepticons could have been crushed easily if you look at the tactics and the resources available at the time.” Any other words died on her glossa as Smokescreen’s servo pressed heavily on her shoulder, his face so eerily composed that she genuinely feared for her life. Optimus didn’t so much as twitch as he hummed, his optics cycling ominously.

“So that is what you believe. Is that what the history books say?” Sideswipe had evidently finally begun to sober up a bit as he stepped back. Optimus’s field, which had up until that point been held totally at ease, finally spread out.

It was just a flare, but it dropped Strongarm to a knee as she looked up in horror. Optimus was mad. Her plating rattled and her hydraulics tensed as fear threatened to overwhelm her. Windblade, Drift, his minicons, and Sideswipe didn’t appear to be fending much better when she glanced over at them. 

“You believe our sacrifices were for nothing? That the countless dead were lost in a meaningless conflict? How very amusing.” Strongarm didn’t know Optimus, she didn’t even try to claim she was acquainted with him to any serious degree. But his voice… it wasn’t him. He wasn’t talking like the Prime she knew and served alongside back on Earth. 

However, just as quickly as it came, the tension dissipated like smoke as Optimus straightened his posture, composed himself and turned to exit the garden with only one final declaration. 

“It seems you have much to learn. Return to your base of operations until you receive further orders. I do not wish to see you at this moment or for the foreseeable future.” Then, just like that, Optimus left. Strongarm promptly hunched over and purged whatever she had consumed during the gathering. Sideswipe for his part immediately found himself smacked so hard upside the helm by Bumblebee that she was sure he was seeing stars. Those of team Prime were cold as they quietly gathered their things and left, not another word uttered between them.

Ratchet lingered just long enough to throw a hangover cure at Sideswipe’s face, but beyond that, only Smokescreen stuck around until Bumblebee waved him off. They were fragged. Strongarm could sense it as she was pulled to her pedes and put in with the rest of the Bee team in silence. Bumblebee said nothing as he dragged Sideswipe behind him by his right pede, uncaring of the pained groans of the speedster. 

Windblade and Drift offered their arms to keep Strongarm steady as her tanks churned in nausea and her vision swam. She accepted it without question, not even having the energy to yell at Grimlock as the dinobot all but threw himself through the space bridge back to Earth. 

They had messed up royally. 

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It was to be expected really. All sorts of double patrols, cleaning duty, and plenty of additional training sessions made perfect sense considering how badly both she and Sideswipe had messed up. However the predicted backlash from Optimus never arrived. Strongarm spent months dreading it, even waking up in terror a few times in fear of those far too wide optics zoning in on her. 

Yet, as the months passed, nothing happened. Bumblebee was cold for the first little while, but he settled back into his usual behaviors within a month. Grimlock seemed to forget all about the incident, Drift and Windblade put it behind them, and Sideswipe spent quite a few weeks in a similar state of alertness to Strongarm before he too calmed. Everything went back to normal without any word from Optimus, not even a transmission or a single set of orders. 

Everything… was normal. And somehow that scared Strongarm more than it comforted her. She had never seen Optimus so angry, and from the looks of it, neither had Team Prime, at least not in a very long time. 

Her anxiety grew each passing month, until at last, after around a whole year on Earth, a transmission arrived from Cybertron along with its messenger.

“Hey kiddos! I’ve got a message from Prime for you all! It's addressed to Sideswipe and Strongarm specifically, but I am pretty sure it was intended for your group as a whole.” Jazz, the special operations agent who Strongarm hadn’t seen since they took down the Council, stood before them. He was as cheerful as ever as he handed over a singular holographic disc. Bumblebee took it from him before Strongarm or Sideswipe could do so.

“Did he give any instructions?” Bumblebee questioned simply, suspicion lacing his tone. Jazz shrugged and smiled, his visor glinting in the light as he put his servos on his hips casually.

“Turn it on. Whatever he has to say will probably be on there.” An obvious assumption, but one Strongarm found herself somewhat concerned with as Bumblebee nodded and plugged the disk into the terminal. There was a long harrowing silence in the space as the rest of team Bee gathered around, watching with rapt attention as the screen flickered on.

“Greetings. It has been some time since our last communication.” Optimus’s voice rang out clearly in the space as his face pixelated into being on the screen. He seemed completely at ease as he sat in a chair, a series of datapads at his side.

“In light of your previous statements, I have taken the time to prepare an activity for all of you to participate in. All save for Strongarm and Sideswipe will not be forced to participate if they choose to not engage.” She was already being singled out. Beside her, Strongarm sensed Sideswipe stiffening. This was the other pede finally dropping. Their punishment for speaking out of line.

“Before you bring forward any legal concerns, let it be said before I begin that everything I have prepared is well within my rights. The provisionary council has given me the authority to move your team as I see fit, and all supplies and resources used in the upcoming activity have been funded through my personal efforts and connections.” Optimus sat smugly, or at least that is how it looked to Strongarm as he leaned forward, a little closer to the camera. Fear rattled down her spinal struts as she came to the dark conclusion that the whole year of silence hadn’t been because Optimus forgot. No, she had not been so lucky.

He had been preparing for whatever this was.

“Your involvement is compulsory.” Again, a warning. In the video, Optimus smiled, but it was a sickening thing that left Strongarm’s tanks churning. She reached out to hold Sideswipe’s arm instinctually, seeking the comfort of another as Windblade and Drift came nearer, doing their best to offer silent comradery as the words continued to relay through the audio systems of the terminal. 

“We will be engaging in a real time strategy game made as realistic as possible through my resources. This game will take place in the uninhabited city of Helex in exactly one Earth month. You will have the entirety of that time to prepare.” A grin grew on Optimus’s face, and Primus, Strongarm felt that same churning in her tanks all over again. She wanted to be sick as the Prime tilted his helm, an unnatural ease to his movements.

“You may recruit whoever you see fit. However you may have no more than a hundred units under your control.” Every word was punctuated, almost as if Optimus had long ago rehearsed the lines.

“Any Autobot you can convince to join you is within your rights to recruit. To make things fair, I will not call upon my team or any close allies amongst the Autobots to assist me.” Every movement was far too crisp, practiced even as Optimus held up a datapad showing a map of the city of Helex. 

“Are you putting it together now?” There was a degree of amusement in the Prime’s voice, and looking around, not a spark seemed to like it. Not even Bumblebee. 

“You will have three main objectives which will be given to you a day before the start of the game. I have not selected these objectives. All objectives have been chosen by Elita-One and other neutral parties.” This was real. 

“Complete all three of these objectives, and you will have victory. However in the event that neither faction involved in this conflict completes all of them, the one with the most completed objectives will be victorious.” Strongarm’s hydraulics threatened to falter as Optimus kept talking. Bumblebee held her up by the arm and captured Sideswipe by his neck guard. Their leader was deadly serious as he listened and forced them to endure. 

“Further details will be given to you upon your arrival at the site. In the meantime, prepare for any possibility. This is war, and I have no intention of going easy on you.” Why? Why did it have to be Optimus Prime who they angered?

“Designate a leader and begin recruiting. You will have no resources from the state, so all of your preparations must come from your own sources. My advice is simple. Recruit those with influence.” Optimus smiled again as he leaned forward in his chair, his optics too wide and too threatening.

“I do this not out of malice or bitterness, but instead to make a point.” Not out of malice her aft. There was no way there was not a personal grudge involved for Optimus to put so much effort into this. 

“It is my hope that our game will give you a taste of what our war was like. May you find victory, or failing that, learn a lesson amidst this trial to come. Till all are one.” The video shut down with a dooming whirl and Strongarm struggled to not purge right then and there. What had they gotten into?

“So we are playing that game…” Bumblebee murmured, his optics distant.

“You kiddos made him really mad. Well it wasn’t just you, but you certainly played a part! This will be interesting to watch play out.” Jazz commented with far too much cheer in his tone. Was all of this just a game? Even Bumblebee didn’t seem phased. 

“He can’t seriously be expecting us to do this- this bloodsport!” Sideswipe burst out, breaking the atmosphere.

“I agree. Isn’t this going too far?” Windblade commented carefully. 

“Nope! This is a common game amongst troops, at least during the war. Rion just seems to be taking it to the next level.” Frag it all.

“Then I suppose there is nothing to be done. I shall join this game, if only to give my students additional training.” The minicons under Drift’s command look decidedly unhappy, but Strongarm could only feel a bitter sense of relief. This was really happening.

“We… better get to work.” Strongarm choked out, her vocalizer failing her as the image of Optimus’s grin burned itself into her mind.

What had she gotten herself into?

#transformers #maccadam #transformers prime #aligned continuity #transformers rid2015 #strongarm #sideswipe #bee team #team prime #optimus prime #jazz #bumblebee #post war cybertron #optimus is a little unhinged #but he has his reasons and his plans #it aint all for pretty reasons

[peak-dumbass]

This would never work in canon only because Bee would never ask the team for dating advice, he knows that would go terribly he wouldn’t even try

The boy he wants to ask out could be anyone you want but to me he’s talking about smokescreen <3 I’m delusional I know

#tf rid15 #tf rid 2015 #rid2015 #rid15 #rid 2015 #rid 15 #transformers rid2015 #transformers robots in disguise 2015 #robots in disguise 2015 #transformers robots in disguise #rid bumblebee #russell clay #rid sideswipe #rid grimlock #smokebee #<- under the read more section

[oblivionumbra]

YALL I NEED THIS AS A CROSSOVER ASAP! Like COME ON! You cannot change my mind that the writers of RiD 2015 are Ace Attorney fans!

#transformers #grimlock #transformers rid2015 #rid grimlock #rid sideswipe #sideswipe #ace attorney #dick gumshoe #larry butz #crossover

[lunarbreaksblog]

Note: this for the courage the cowardly dog ask anon— I'm so sorry for this being late (reality happened) and then my stupid Tumblr was weird. Hope you enjoy

How RID!Autobots + Steeljaw would react to an earth-born Cybertronian

So what if you were a little different from the rest of your family— you metallic, them soft. Your parents still loved you and that was what mattered to you.

So what if you could see things that no one saw? What if you knew those things wanted to do horrible things to your parents? You were big enough (quite literally) to protect them and yourself!

Even when your 'people' found you— other cybertronians like you... But they were different. Maybe you were the one that was different. More isolated than ever, you cut off ties with them, you'd stay with your parents. The people that loved you.

Bumblebee

He didn't have the friendly father figure vibe or enough charisma to get you to open up about your situation before you cut ties.

Was really looking forward on how when team prime and him was last on earth, how come they never found you?

You're definitely a youngster— with major anxiety that he can sympathize with. He was also a kid once.

However, there's something different with you, you linger at empty spaces, sometimes even having conversations with things that aren't there. You have a permanent shiver that seems to rack through your body.

Strongarm

She's not much help— she makes you feel quite worthless, since you know nothing about fighting or anything cybertronian. You just simply know the things that your parents have taught you.

She feels quite guilty when you leave, she confines to Bee about it, whom says that yes , she should've tried to be more friendly but how would've she known or any of them that you would just leave

Sideswipe

He teases you about your vision and pretends that he can see them too. It annoys the hell out of you. Soon Bee puts a stop to his teasing and then Sideswipe is forced to do nightly patrols for a month.

Feels very guilty when you leave, Bee would comfort him and he does but not like he does with Strongarm since Sideswipe was acting like a child

Grimlock

Knows how being different from everyone else can really deteriorate your mental health— doesn't show it but he knows mental health since well he's quite different to a standard Autobot.

You and him get along quite well— you actually tell him about the things you see, the entities that want to hurt your parents and your friends. He immediately knows that you have some underlying mental illness. He doesn't know what but he'll support and try to help you.

You actually tell him that your going to go back to your parents for a bit.

He chuckles and says “sure, we'll be waiting here for you”

Acts like a buffoon when Bee questions him about you— your secret is safe with him after all you got to know him quite well.

Steeljaw

Quite the manipulative bastard that he is, he tries to make you feel that he understands you. That what he's doing will better help you and your 'parents' since the Autobots will surely separate you guys apart.

That's why you need to join him so he and his gang can help you stop the Bots from taking them back to Cybertron.

You don't know better and believe after you leave the autobots.

Steeljaw doesn't believe that you see things but entertains you since that makes you easier to manipulate.

Feel free to request!

#transformers #transformers imagine #transformers rid2015 #robots in disguise #rid2015 #bumblebee x reader #bumblebee #strongarm #strongarm x reader #sideswipe #sideswipe x reader #steeljaw #steeljaw x reader #grimlock x reader #grimlock #imagine #x reader #tf rid 2015 #Sideswipe and Strongarm are Bumblebee's kids #you cannot convince me otherwise

[theeauthor01]

I've been drawing some of the transformers for my story

Bumblebee

Smokescreen

Knockout

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker

and Strongarm

I have not drawn Ultra Magnus or Grimlock yet

#transformers #tfp #transformers rid2015 #transformers prime #bumblebee #tfp smokescreen #knockout #sideswipe #sunstreaker #strongarm #writing ideas

[autism-autobot]

Sideswipe: "I lost my armor polish! Again! And this is, like, the fifth time this week!"

Bumblebee: "You'd lose your arm if it wasn't attached to the rest of you."

Strongarm: "Doesn't the human saying go 'You'd lose your head if it wasn't attached to your neck'?"

Bumblebee: "You see, I would say that to him, if it weren't for the fact that he's done that before."

#transformers aligned #transformers #transformers rid2015 #tfp bumblebee #rid bumblebee #rid sideswipe #rid15 #rid 2015 #rid2015 #rid strongarm #transformers incorrect quotes

[lunarfeat21]

Sillies

#rid2015 #tf rid 2015 #tf rid15 #s4 ep. 24 ‘Five Fugitives’ #rid dropforge #rid grimlock #rid sideswipe #rid bumblebee #rid strongarm #I realized a made a terrible meme and I ain’t even try to fix that mistake #Rid2015 Logs

[hardygalwrites]

Originally posted to FFN a little after the 5th of December, 2016

Simply archiving a writing challenge I did back in 2016 up to 2017 and featuring my favourite writing pieces from each week of the challenge here on Tumblr :]

← Week 16 (SS) – Week 18 (KO) →

Cartoon: Transformers Prime / Robots in Disguise 2015

Characters: Smokescreen, Knock Out, and Bumblebee, with appearances from numerous other characters (even ones not featured in the cartoons)

Synopsis: An Autobot Elite Guard rookie, a Decepticon medic turned Autobot, and an Autobot scout turned warrior turned street cop - three very different bots with a wide range of stories to tell. And we are going to spend the next year exploring said stories through daily-written drabbles, be they angsty, humorous, gut-punching, or just plain odd! Who doesn’t love a challenge? (2016 to 2017)

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Temporary Caretaker

Red Alert pat the sulky sparkling on the helm. "Just keep an optic on him while I contact the caretakers."

Knock Out eyed the sparkling warily. "Why? Surely you can handle one sparkling."

"And you can't?" Red Alert retorted. "It won't take long, just a few minutes. Don't do anything stupid." She turned to leave.

"Wait!" Knock Out shouted. "Just what do you expect me to do with this?"

But Red Alert had already left the room. Knock Out groaned and looked down at the sparkling, who simply crossed his arms and stuck out his glossa. Apparently he wasn't too thrilled about the situation either.

Silent Mourning

"And you found no body?"

Dreadwing shook his helm regretfully. "Nothing."

"Hmm." Knock Out's back remained facing the seeker.

"I know how great a friend Breakdown was to you, Knock Out," Dreadwing said solemnly. "I am deeply sorry for your loss."

Knock Out was silent for a moment. "Well, this is war. Breakdown knew the risks, as do we all. Thank you for your time, Dreadwing."

The Decepticon SIC took that as his cue to leave. But just before the medical bay doors could close behind him, Dreadwing turned and caught a glimpse of the good doctor leaning heavily over his desk.

Theatre

Everyone knew that the doctor was a former Decepticon. That didn't stop the medical students' fascination as said doctor gave an in depth lecture, complete with a dissected corpse. One of the weaker students nearly purged his tanks, and the doctor sent said student a warning look.

"Careful," he drawled. "If a single droplet of your fluids so much as touches my finish, you'll be joining our unfortunate friend on the dissection table."

The students laughed.

The doctor raised an optic ridge, then smirked. "I guess that did sort of sound like a joke, didn't it?"

They quickly stopped laughing.

Not Really An Autobot

They'd broken into the medical bay, a vicious but desperate group of Decepticon stragglers, demanding medical supplies. Knock Out, never one to argue with a mech holding a gun to his face, told them to help themselves. The leader of the group shoved the medic aside.

Knock Out examined the new scratches on his chestplates. "You shouldn't have done that."

"Yeah?" The leader smirked, showing off his blaster. "What'cha gonna do about it, Autobot?"

"Oh, I may have joined their team..." Knock Out got to his pedes, an unnerving smile on his faceplates. "...but I can assure you, I'm no Autobot."

#posting from THE ARCHIVES #365 drabbles challenge #knock out being one of the few 'cons on megatrons crew shown to have a genuine care for one of his teamies #(besides dreadwing i suppose that guys all around pretty honourable) #is one of my favourite character things #also in case anyone was wondering yes the sparkling featured in the first drabble here is RiD2015 sideswipe #transformers #transformers prime #knock out #tfp knock out #tf red alert #tfa red alert #sideswipe #rid2015 sideswipe #dreadwing #tfp dreadwing #fanfiction #transformers fanfiction #HardyGal writes stuff #HardyGal writes fanfiction

[guttercoop]

THUNDERHOOF'S DAD BOD RAAHHHH

IM GOING FERAL

I NEED MORE, PRETTY PLEASE!!

#him and his niece #thats his son now #thunderhoof #transformers sideswipe #transformers #transformers rid2015

[presidentofthelipglossclub]

quickshadow should've had a girlfriend

or a non-binary partner. idk she gives wlw vibes. doesn't matter what her sexuality is honestly she might like masc bots too but she should have a girlfriend. i think her and windblade would be a lesbian power couple because they're both used to being solo agents and they're very sassy girlbosses. so they're a deadly team y'know. windy is the badass femme fatale and quickshadow is the tomboy with daddy issues. you agree with me.

#listen. listen. #listen. hear me out #they both have so much sapphic/wlw energy it's unreal #windblade was way more impressed with strongarm standing up to her than she ever was with sideswipe. #quickshadow i don't have evidence but i mean c'mon. #look at her #shes not straight #no rescue bot is but her especially #she's so unbothered by the others i mean she barely wants to be friends with them. #she just exudes “tired queer done with heteronormativity” vibes. also i think she and windblade would be really cute #they'd kick ass so hard #tfrb #tfrb quickshadow #rescue bots #transformers rescue bots #transformers aligned #rid2015 #rid15 #tf rid 2015 #transformers rid2015 #tf rid15 #windblade #rid15 windblade #rid2015 windblade #aligned continuity