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#but what if Megatron was the reason Optimus is so good with words
iwozlegit · 1 year
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|| 🍍• The only reason Optimus Prime is so captivating and moving while giving speeches, is because he spent half a lifetime in awe of a mech who’s words, poetry and speeches captivated and moved an entire planet, and their sparks, towards the will for change.
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singingcicadas · 2 months
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Megatron's Opposite Day
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"I free slaves"
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This is Soundwave binding Ratbat but seeing as Megatron did the same thing to Pentius by putting his spark into Trypticon and reformatted Rumble and Frenzy into cassettes against their will I think he approves a lot of this practice
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Megatron on Optimus and humans, after his defeat in All Hail Megatron ⬇️
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he really salty
"I implant ideology" aka brainwashing
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Decepticon cause = Megatron. nuff said.
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"I liberate cities" says the person who let Nyon burn to make a point
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Cities are too small, think bigger
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Holding New York hostage.
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"Like Autobots, they believe in the sanctity of life" which he doesn't. Kudos for being honest.
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Allowing troops to do free-rein massacre is a reward for conquest. Nothing like some easy murder for de-stressing.
The Simanzi massacre which halved the Cybertronian population is off-screen so it doesn't deserve its own pic
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"The revolution"
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"We only feel good when we stand with a blade in one hand and a throat in another" "Let's make the entire face of the planet into our new gladiator arena"
What nice, confidence-inspiring revolutionaries. I'm sure they'll rule the population with benevolence after they've killed all the Necessary People with Necessary Violence. Final interpretation of what constitutes as Necessary is reserved for the sole discretion of Megatron, ofc.
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Good goals.
Sentinel might be an absolute asshole but at least he's got one thing right: they're literally a gang of thugs who gets high off murder.
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"The people are my utmost concern"
'The people': ................
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"Battling for freedom"
Freedom of what? Function? Autonomy?
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Religion?
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the ability to choose whether to fight? on which side to fight?
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Idk why they used the word "pogrom" for this, it's way too specific
Anyways it doesn't matter, they won't be missed.
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Good for Bumblebee for calling him out. Screenshotted this just to appreciate Megatron's bitchy face ⬇️
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Other urban legends:
"Megatron loves Cybertron" let's just burrrrn it
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He did fight to save Cybertron in Chaos Theory but also made it pretty clear why he did it. It's not out of the goodness of his heart or any sentimental reasons like that. It's an ego/dominance thing.
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Plus his wording when he's trying to convince Optimus to let him go with the Lost Light: "I broke the planet. And that, Optimus, is why I owe it to you - to everyone - to find a replacement."
Replacement.
In other words: I made a mess and can't be bothered to clean it up, so I want to get away from it and find somewhere new to start clean.
I don't think Optimus appreciates the favour.
"Megatron tore down a corrupt government" which is true, just too bad that he's worse
He's also, um, a closeted Zeta admirer?
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"Megatron advocates equality" ???
Megatron x dictatorship is literally his OTP. They were inseparable for four million years. A lot of people died trying.
"Megatron cares about the Decepticons" no he doesn't. Not his troops nor its cause.
Like for one thing he treats them with complete scorn
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Admits that the most useful thing about keeping Starscream around is that he can bully underlings into line
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Wants to use the humans' nuke to get rid of his troops and reformat them into peaceful drones after they outlive their use because they were "too ruthless" for his perfect peaceful society
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Has zero scruples about fighting Deceptigod, just affronted that his own soldiers are being used against him
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And basically just drops the Decepticons like a bag of vermin after he surrenders. He never once mentions them of his own accord, other than to insist he has nothing to do with them. Even his surrender speech is something Optimus makes him do as exchange b/c he wants to go on parole. He wasn't planning on making a public address otherwise, he was just going to leave them hanging.
Looking at the publication timeline, Megatron started out as an established Evil McEvilson-type villain similar to how he is in G1 and it's not until Chaos Theory in 2011 that JRo really gave him a sympathetic backstory that drew his characterization away from the bloodthirsty pugno ergo sum warlord into someone who once held ideals about societal reform and remains convinced of his own moral supremacy throughout the 4 mill years of death and war, adding worldbuilding such as Functionism/oppression/government corruption as justification for the beginning of the Decepticon movement. But because the start of the Decepticons was already written in Megatron Origins and every evil thing he'd done up till Chaos Theory can't be retracted and they had to keep Megatron as a villain until his story was no longer central to the Autobot-Decepticon war line, and JRo didn't try to downplay the atrocities he'd committed (some of the most sadistically disturbing things Megatron did were exclusively in MTMTE flashbacks), but rather tried to distance him from them and placed the focus on the juxtapositions to emphasize change, this as a whole just resulted in Evil McEvilson getting turned into Hyper McHypocrite.
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sonicasura · 9 months
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Transformers: Analog Horror Style
I've been talking about this on a non fandom related Discord and decided to bring it here. There are various analog horrors that utilize non horror series such as Splatoon 3 or Jurassic Park. It felt only right to add something like Transformers to the mix.
Extraterrestrial mechanical beings who can disguise themselves as various machinery, grainy footage and videotapes that only hold clues??? Perfect material for a horror. Here's some ideas that came to mind.
Decepticons
Nowhere is safe and one wrong move can potentially be your last. The Internet is a stalking ground so post or search with caution. Lest you wind up on Soundwave's radar. This Decepticon will be happy to light up his targets for one reason: an insidious hunt for the spy master's cassettes to enjoy.
Ever seen a beautiful sports car parked by the side with a sleek blood red paint job? DO NOT TOUCH. Unless you want to meet the same fate as all the others who run afoul with Knockout.
A terror in the skies that signals disaster wherever he appears. Pray the lone jet doesn't reveal it's true form. Don't look and hope he hadn't spotted you if a glimpse occurs. Survivors of Starscream are miniscule.
Results are all that matter. Morals? Worthless. Lives? Another opportunity to experiment. Emotions? Not needed. Shockwave only serves for the cause with lethal efficiency.
It is useless to hide. This will only excite him. Run as it chips away at his boredom. Fight and he'll be merry to slaughter the lamb caught in his gaze. All Hail Megatron as humanity is nothing but a plaything.
The only way this information can get through is by the way of analog. Find these tapes at your own risk. There is no turning back the moment the video starts. Decepticons don't lose their prey easily.
Autobots
It's nearly impossible to tell if they have good intentions unlike their more violent counterparts. The Internet is a double edged sword that needs to be regarded with caution. Autobots are at a greater disadvantage than you think. What little information about them is scarce.
Communication and knowledge is minimal. Some can speak but how comprehensible they are varies. The most understandable share only broken sentences that rarely blur into inhuman language. A few offer a 'soup' of linguistics which share little to no connection. Some play by the ear but don't understand what every word means. The remainder are mute, either speaking in their language or have no voice box to respond through.
Most don't understand how humans function. A situation that has led to people being slaughtered by Decepticons, accidental harm to the innocent, or danger by their fellow man who believe they gone insane. This has led to a decision from their leader, Optimus Prime.
Human help is REQUIRED. They need a liaison if the Autobots hope to even catch up to the Decepticons. Government related officials won't do as these humans are too volatile and always under Soundwave's surveillance.
What they need is a teacher. Someone who can offer such knowledge and not marked as a person of interest to their enemies. A bystander will do.
Pay attention to the car that appears outside your driveway. Look closer at the one following behind on the road. Did another join each car? Flee foolishly and they will give chase.
If the lights behind you disappear, DON'T RELAX. The Peterbilt is coming. Avoid him as he will trap you. Stop and the chance of escape dwindles. Turning off the engine was a bad mistake. DO NOT RUN. Optimus Prime will catch you and escape is impossible.
Welcome to the war. You can't escape until one side wins. The Autobots are guardians but also prison wards to their chosen liaison. You will be protected yet caution is still advised. Welcome to this new dangerous life.
That's it for now! Until next time folks, I'll see you later. Transform and Roll Out!
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lets-try-some-writing · 9 months
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Innocent Abominations
Optimus can feel it, he can feel the twisted nature of the Terrans. Logically he knows they are good, they are kind and wonderful sparklings who need only love and guidance to grow. But Primus... the Matrix screams that they. Must. Die.
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They were a dying race, that much was clear. The youngest amongst them was Bumblebee, and he had not even lived to see the height of Cybertron's glory. He was forged during the war and only knew its wrath. Such was their reality, where their youngest had been in existence for millennia. Without the Allspark, their people were doomed to extinction, a slow and agonizing end to a species that once dominated their corner of the galaxy and forged wonders greater than any others of their time.
As such, the enframing of newsparks should have been cause for increadible celebration... and yet, as Optimus looked upon the two sparklings that were bound to the human spawn born of Dorothy, he found himself conflicted. His spark sang with joy at the revelation of new life, regardless of its Earthly origin. The Terrans were forged on Earth, but all their scans showed they were most certainly Cybertronian down to the core of their CNA. The bonds they held with the humans were unusual, along with their ability to live without energon to fuel them, however aside from those oddities, they were normal. Twitch and Thrash were wonderfully innocent, both so very kind and untainted by the curse of war.
The parts of Optimus that remained Orion demanded he spend time with the new little lives that frolicked around him. However as he looked upon them, another part of his being, the places where the Matrix dug into his spark... they revolted in disgust. The Terrans were to the part of him that was changed to be a Prime, a disgrace, a taint, a threat. The Matrix prodded, it made its demands, and while it seemed hesitant, it grew adamant as it urged him onward, pushing him to draw his axe and end the sparklings before they could grow and become and anathema worthy of note. His nature from his time as Orion screamed in outrage at that idea, and thus, Optimus found himself forever at war with himself.
Twitch was such an excitable sparkling, so eager to learn and willing to mature. She would become a fantastic leader and a wise teacher given time. Thrash was similarly enthusiastic, but he was calmer, more inclined toward the calmer things in life, at least that is what Optimus predicted should the sparkling be given time. They were young, and while they learned much from humanity, they needed to recall their origins, to know their progenitor race. That was what the parts of Orion preached. At the same time, the Matrix grew increasingly upset the more he spoke with the Terrans, its anger and primal disgust growing more with every interaction. He needed to keep them safe, but he could not be near them, not while he was so volatile.
Thus, he gave the sparklings Bumblebee to be their teacher, and for their own safety, Optimus left. He threw himself into his work, unwilling to interact with the little Terrans for fear of the Matrix's anger growing hotter. He could sense them, every moment of every cycle... their presence on Earth forever lingering at the back of his processors for reasons he could not decipher. Why did the Matrix despise them? He did not know, the relic within him offered no answers. Still he tried to be there for the Terrans as much as he could by hiding them from G.H.O.S.T and periodically prodding Megatron until he would go visit them.
His careful time away ensured that the odd times he interacted with Thrash and Twitch, he remained composed. Combat protocols still ran beneath his plating, screaming and demanding activation, but it was manageable. He could still smile and offer the two Terrans words of wisdom and small amounts of affection. But touch? His whole being blanched when the Terrans came too near. He tried to keep Megatron and Bumblebee between him and the Terrans whenever possible. He couldn't be trusted around them, not when he was so very torn. Megatron found his behavior odd and questioned him a time or two, but usually Optimus's excuses worked and he was able to slip away without too much suspicion.
He could handle it. Just so long as the Terrans stayed a safe distance away, he could pretend, he could maintain a smile and not be drowned in the all encompassing desire to see them obliterated. Never more did he wish Ratchet were with him, or even a medic like First Aid or Ambulon. Someone, anyone, he just needed an explanation, or some sort of reason as to why he felt the way he did. The Matrix offered no answers despite the fact that his desire to raise young directly conflicted with its disgust toward the new sparklings. He knew no one would understand, he knew none would have an answer, and so he continued keeping to himself, doing everything in his power to destroy the pinpricks of primal hatred that constantly rattled his being.
Bumblebee: The Terrans are progressing well in their training. They have trouble focusing, and I admit that it is very irritating, but for their age, they are performing well.
Optimus: That is good to hear.
Bumblebee: I haven't seen you in a while Optimus, and I am sure the Terrans would love to hear from you again. They haven't seen you since the incident with Soundwave.
Optimus: No. I cannot do that. I cannot be near them.
Bumblebee: What? Optimus is something wrong?
Optimus: No, nothing that should concern you... just keep working with the Terrans. I will do my best to convince Megatron to visit in my stead. He is better acquainted with the Terrans anyway.
Bumblebee: But Sir-!
Optimus: Thank you for giving me your report Bumblebee. I hope to hear again from you soon.
It was hard enough keeping suspicion off him with just two Terrans constantly leaving his plating itching and some part of his being shifting unsettlingly. But then three more had to be forged, three more blessings that had Optimus's spark screaming in agony as his natures combatted. He had to grit his denta and clamp his field down tight enough to ache as he greeted the newsparks and learned their designations while planning for their attack against Mandroid. The humans didn't know. They didn't know what lurked amongst them. Neither did his fellows. They couldn't see, they couldn't sense the Terrans for what they were.
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His optics locked onto Hashtag as she walked, scanning her endlessly for weaknesses. His audials forever perked as he observed Jawbreaker, primed and ready to find the slightest hint of aggression. His axe burned within its compartment as he watched Nightshade frolic with joy, innocently pleased to be alive. Combat protocols itched with such intensity that he had to dig his digits into his own plating with ever leap into the air Twitch took. And he had to clamp his field down so harshly ever time Thrash even looked in his direction that he could tell Megatron knew something was wrong. He wanted, no, he NEEDED to end this threat. The vermin were spreading, their taint growing as they spawned more of their number. The humans were unwitting hosts, housing parasites that were going to devour them.
The taint was spreading, and the parts of him that remained Orion could no longer fight against the Matrix's truth. All that kept him from killing the Terrans right then and there was the more heretical threat in the form of mandroid. The Terrans managed to live a day longer and it was entirely because Megatron noted his barely contained bloodlust and sent them away.
Megatron took him back to headquarters and tried to prod. But Optimus said nothing, merely twitching every now and then as he retreated to his quarters. It BURNED. His plating itched every moment of every cycle he tried to keep himself composed. Any word of the Terrans nearly had him flinging himself into a rage. The Matrix ordered that they must die. While that which remained of Orion screamed in denial and desperation, it meant nothing against the all encompassing pinpricks that ran across his frame at all hours. It took time, but the desire only grew worse. With his last bout of empathy for the little things, he reached out to Megatron with a simple order.
Optimus: You must guard the Terrans, Megatron.
Megatron: Optimus, what's going on with you? You've been off since the moment the Terrans were forged.
Optimus: If you wish for those things to continue living, you must watch them, protect them, keep them away from ME.
Megatron: Optimus-
Optimus: It burns and aches, the Matrix has made its demand. I cannot keep it contained. Those things... those innocent little abominations... I cannot be near them.
Megatron: What in Primus's name has gotten into you? What has that relic done?
Optimus: Those things... the Terrans... it hates them, it despises them. It wishes them DEAD. If you care for them, do not let our paths cross. They will not leave my grasp unharmed next we meet.
Megatron: This isn't like you. I've never seen you like this before Optimus. Whatever this is, we can deal with it. It would be difficult, but Shockwave or Starscream may have knowledge of where our medics are.
Optimus: I am out of time Megatron. They are not like us, they are tainted. I will kill them the next time they are near. Do not let them near me. Do not make me kill those sparklings.
Megatron was shocked, but he listened. He did what he could to help by taking over reports from Bumblebee and taking up residence with the Malto family for their own safety. The Maltos were rightfully concerned, especially when Megatron began to forbid the Terrans from wandering without his supervision. They didn't understand, and if possible, Megatron intended to keep it that way. Bumblebee was quickly brought into the loop and together they kept dutiful watch, always tracking the Terrans and even getting Arcee and Elita involved in tender to the Terrans when possible.
The threat was growing, and they could sense it as a new presence made itself known night after night not long after they set their watch.
Optimus tried to stay away. He tried to keep calm. He TRIED to ignore the call. But nightmares haunted his every recharge cycles, visions of the Unmaker sending force an army of his spawn... his Terran abominations. His whole frame burned and agony assaulted his spark as the Matrix pulsed, sending shocks through his body as it demanded action. It showed him visions over and over again, causing Optimus to hide in his quarters as much as physically possible for the sake of his fellows. It meant little though when G.H.O.S.T began to make their moves and Optimus found himself creeping out of his quarters in the dead of night.
The call was too strong. He could not stop himself as night after night he tread silently through the forest, taking care to keep himself out of sight as he approached the Malto home. He did not wish to harm the humans, no, he merely needed to remove the parasites. He stayed at the edge of the tree line, watching, waiting, preparing himself for an opportunity to snatch away one of the abominations and destroy it. But he could not act, he could not move, not while Megatron and Bumblebee kept their optics locked onto him at the edge of the forest every night, ensuring he remained at bay. The Matrix would not stand for him harming his own. No... just the Terrans, just the abominations needed to be removed.
It became endless habit for him to stalk the edges of the woods around the Malto home, his gaze locked onto where the Terrans rested. Periodically he would try to step out, to make progress and come nearer, but Megatron and Bumblebee were dutiful. The moment their gazes locked onto him, he hurried back into the forest, waiting for an opportunity. It helped to be on the hunt, it caused the burning to fade as duty settled instead. But even that grew to be insufficient with time. He needed to eliminate the threat, there was no other option. And so slowly but surely over the course of weeks, he came nearer and nearer before allowing himself to retreat in response to Megatron and Bumblebee raising their weapons in his direction.
Nearer and nearer, bit by bit. Soon he would have his chance. Soon he could put an end to the threat. Soon... Soon...
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primus-why · 6 months
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Another A/B/O AU...
... this time TFA!
Okay some rules this time are:
Alphas can mate with Betas to produce offspring-- with the exception of cross-factional pairs. And you will only ever produce the same frametype as the creators.
Betas and Betas can mate to produce offspring-- but again, they have to both be civilians or both be warframes. They will only produce offspring of the same frametype.
It's very rare for Alpha pairings to reproduce. Same rules above apply concerning frametypes.
Omegas are rare in that anyone can reproduce with them, and thus their offspring can be any frametype. Contrary to a popular myth, the sparkling's frametype is random and not automatically based on whomever the sire/carrier is.
Generally the majority of Decepticons are Alphas, and the majority of Autobots are Betas. A Beta!Decepticon or Alpha!Autobot is not rare but still pretty uncommon.
Omegas have not been seen for generations, and it's believed they've been wiped out. The deaths of Omegas on both sides is partially what kicked up the war, as it now became much more difficult to procreate. Especially for Decepticons, being mostly Alphas.
All mechs regardless of secondary status go through a reproductive receptivity cycle-- the horny time we usually call "heat" or "rut". (But since I couldn't think of a 3rd word for a Betas cycle, we'll call it "RRC" or just "cycle" across the board lol)
Surprise, surprise! Optimus Prime is, in fact, an Omega. He doesn't know that, though...
See, Omegas have been out of the picture for so long, they don't really teach about them anymore in the Academy. Obviously some folks like Ultra Magnus and Ratchet are old enough to remember, as are many of the Decepticons. But generally speaking, Optimus believes he's just a Beta with an abnormally persistent cycle.
Optimus' status is only known to a few-- thanks to the standard examination all new recruits undergo, only some of the older medics and Ultra Magnus himself were aware. The Magnus took great care to not place Optimus on the front lines whenever possible, as he did not want to risk the Cause losing something so precious as an Autobot Omega.
However, at the same time he did not disclose Optimus' status to anyone else-- he knew it would likely result in his peers treating him differently, or worse, the Council might vote to sequester him to a breeding center. No, Optimus himself couldn't even be aware-- Ultra Magnus was worried he'd fall prey to the old stigmas which claimed Omegas were inherently weaker or incapable. Perhaps that was hypocritical of him, since he had been avoiding using Optimus in battles, despite the young Prime being one of the most skilled and capable Bots at the Academy...
Perhaps that's why when the incident on Archa-7 happened, he took the opportunity to all but banish Optimus from Cybertron. Repairing space bridges kept him out of the direct line of fire; nothing ever seemed to happen all the way out there. What's more, Ultra Magnus wouldn't have to continue fabricating reasons why one of the Academy's top students was not being placed in more active roles. Optimus would also be spared the scrutiny of re-evaluation, wherein his status would likely have been disclosed to the Council and everyone in the upper ranks... as well as Ultra Magnus' favoritism.
Yes, Ultra Magnus had thought he was in the clear. The young Prime still had a part to play in the Great Autobot Machine, but not until things had quieted significantly. One day, Optimus would have the chance at a normal civilian life while their planet rebuilds, and Ultra Magnus would have the medics disclose his status so he could decide his own future without the pressures of wartime. For now, all he needed to do was ship the Omega somewhere, far away from prying optics, with a medic who could be discreet and a parting reminder to not be a hero.
... A lot of good that did him.
Some additional notes of who-is-what:
Alphas include*: Megatron, Sentinel Prime, Lugnut, Strika, Ultra Magnus, Bulkhead, Starscream, Blitzwing, Drift
Betas include*: Shockwave, Blurr, Bumblebee, Ratchet, Jazz, Blackarachnia, Prowl, Jetfire and Jetstorm, Rodimus Prime
*but are not limited to
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Jealous Type ❙ ES Megatron x f!robot reader ❙ NSFW 18+
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Word count: 2000+
Warnings: Smut ( Oral and spike in valve ), jealous behaviour, mentions of past relationship, some angst and happy ending. NSFW 18+.
Notes: Honestly, I love the Megatron from earthspark. We all see a side to him we haven’t before and I think it’s beautiful. Thanks anon for senidng this in. It turned out much more fluffy. Also I made the reader robot as you didn’t spesify, so hope that’s alright. 🥰
Added notes: I had so many issues posting this. For some reason this wasn’t appearing anywhere. This will be my fourth attempt in posting it. Had to test around with the tags to see what the issue was. I’m unsure why this happened, and I'm still unsure. But just checking the feeds and it seems to be working now, so it just fixed itself I think? Posting again and fingers crossed it behaves.
Coffee ☕
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You both came from the same lifestyle back on Cybertron. You followed him during those times during the rebellion. You joined his side when he formed the decepticons, no matter what, you swore to serve him. That’s how things grew more between you two, and you both grew to even love one another. But like all good things it doesn’t last forever as the war rages on. There was never any time for either of you, and you drifted apart so bluntly. Nonetheless you continue to follow him, no matter how much it stung when he merely treats you like one of his soldiers and not his lover anymore.
For so long it continues, and suddenly he changes and sides with Optimus. At the time you were pissed. After everything, all the sacrifices, everything you did for him, what was it all for? As expected the decepticons pretty much turned their backs on their former leader, ignoring his excuses. You weren’t upset about the cause but more like Megatron for dragging you through every struggle for so long, only to leave you still hanging over the edge. What you hated more was that you still loved the bastard.
You chose to not hang around, leaving the decepticons and Megatron to their silly games and hide around on the new planet you reside on. Earth. Oddly enough you find a peaceful beauty on the planet, and choose to use this to try and recover yourself from all that time ago. It doesn’t last though, of course it doesn’t. The all spark was gone, or sent back to Cybertron, and the space bridge was destroyed. You were all stranded here. Fantastic.
It doesn’t take you long to figure out about G.H.O.S.T. and how they’re tracking down decepticons. Megatron was offering changes, to work together, for the sake of their world and species. The words from Optimus that somehow got hardwared in that thick lug nut processor of his. You don’t want to be part of that, not yet at least. It’s not that you didn’t understand why Meagtron was working with Optimus, you did, but he hurt you and you hated to simply give in.
You avoiding being captured was about to run out eventually. G.H.O.S.T. find you and drag you back to their base where you’re about to be put in prison, but this is stopped by Megatron. He vouched for you, much to your surprise, before asking you the big question. Will you join us?
Your answer is yes.
Now you worked with G.H.O.S.T who you didn’t like or trust at all. There is something off about them, and even Megatron made a few comments about his mistrust of them, but Optimus asks to give them a chance to prove themselves. It’s not like there is much you can say or do anyway, just work as a team.
Megatron is different, older you remark to yourself, but it’s like the war is still raging in his processor in a silent never ending scream. He looks tired and worn down, yet he continues to thrive being the Megatron you know. You want to talk to him about everything, but you can’t seem to bring yourself to do this. Expressing is something you haven’t done in a long time and there are reasons you stopped so long ago. You decide to leave it and just try to move on. This proves to be near difficult, so you distract yourself however you can.
Flirting. It just started as harmless flirting. You didn’t think much of it at the time. Optimus didn’t seem to mind either, even looking rather flattered with himself, but you did catch Elita sending you a few glares if she might’ve overheard. You know not to tread on that turf, not that you were interested anyway. Though it wasn’t just Elita that noticed but Megatron as well.
“Why are you playing around with Optimus?” His stern voice is heard and you turn to face him through narrowed optics.
“Excuse me? I’m not playing around with anyone.”
“You’re flirting with him. Are you smitten by him?” His tone grows annoyed causing you to scoff lightly in amusement.
“No, and even if I was, why does that bother you?”
“You know damn well why it bothers me.”
“What’s this? The mighty Megatron is jealous? Grow up. There’s nothing between you and me anymore, you made that very clear. I can flirt with whoever I want.”
“Me? We were at war! You wanted so much more that couldn’t be given. You decided to end things because you weren’t patient enough.”
“Don’t you dare put the blame on me! Yes, I wanted more, I wanted us to build a future together but you were so focused on leading the decepticons there was no time for us.”
“How could we have built a future in the middle of a war?!” He’s booming now. The old Megatron flickered across your view for a short moment.
“I don’t know, but you certainly didn’t try very hard. You gave up on us and I chose to ignore it all because I believed in you still. Now here we are, and all for what? For you to side with Optimus. I loved you, I gave myself to you, I dragged myself in all sorts of smelting pits for you! You broke my spark, and it still hurts.”
“You’re making it all about you.” His answer took you off guard. “You think you were the only one that was hurt? Don’t pretend that you are the innocent one. I wanted you to be patient for us but you couldn’t do that and decided for yourself that we were over. You never spoke to me about it, never mentioned it ever again, just pretended all was fine. Now that hurt me.”
Your optics beam with tears as he steps closer saying all this. How dare he? It wasn’t your fault! He’s the one that chose to ignore you.
“Go frag yourself.” You can only whisper. He’s so close to you, which causes you to shove at his large chest. “Frag you!”
You don’t know how it happened, but he’s suddenly kissing you. You feel him holding your shoulders firmly as he presses his lips against your own, feeling desperate.
You react by pushing him away and slapping him. He looks defeated when you do this. You allow everything to sink in and you suddenly feel bad for hitting him. Reaching up you touch his cheek plating where you had hit him. He doesn’t flinch, and instead you watch as his optics shuttered closed and lean into your touch, letting out a warm purr that vibrates against your servo. You still loved the bastard.
Stepping closer you move your servos along his shoulder plating. Your height difference never affected your ability to touch or hold him before. He leans closer again, slowly this time, grazing his lips against your audio making you exhale softly from the tender contact. He moves his helm back in front of you and you’re the one to kiss him then, deeply, desperate yourself.
Suddenly he moves you both into the nearest room. Empty. But at least it wasn’t out in the open for anyone to see within the base. He presses you against the wall and lets out a groan against your lips, glossas dominating one another before he’s on his knees before you so fast.
“W-what are you doing?”
“Winning you back.”
You feel both his glossa and dentas against your inner thigh then, nibbling and sucking against your soft metal skin as he raises your leg up onto his shoulder.
“Oh…” You can only gasp out which is soon followed by a growing moan, arising arousal rushing through your entire frame making you quiver in delight. When you feel his glossa run up against your closed panel you suddenly retract it and press your exposed valve down against him.
Megatron lets out a deep moan that shakes from your aching valve as he tastes your sweet fluids, rolling his glossa into your depths and uses that along with his vibrations against your node, stimulating your valve and worshipping you on his knees.
Your helm tilts back against the wall as you tighten your thighs around his helm, grinding down gently against his face as you press your servo at the back of his helm, keeping him there as you ride yourself against him. Heated gasps leave you as your rocking motions increase, as do the movements of his glossa.
You can feel yourself growing more hot and aroused, your overload quickly building as you continue to rock yourself in the perfect sync with his glossa, before it’s suddenly gone and he’s standing back up.
“I was getting close…” You snarl at him through annoyed optics.
He only chuckles light at your annoyance. “Darling, I only wish to savour every bit of you. Besides,” He leans closer and whispers into your audio, “don’t you want me to frag you?”
You respond by letting out a shaky vent, hearing his panel retract and watching his extensive spike eject out between you both. Oh you’ve missed him.
“Yes, frag me senseless.”
Grabbing hold onto his shoulders again you wrap your legs tightly around his broad waist, feeling him kissing you delicately before he slides himself inside your drenched valve.
Megatron’s cable stretches you fully, every ridge and pulse flutters against your inner walls as your node grinds against his base. With your arms wrapped around the back of his neck you gaze lustfully into his optics before kissing him again more firmly, rocking your hips down along his spike causing you both to moan deeply.
He holds you steady against the wall and begins to increase the pace of his thrusts, slow and strong thrusts that push every inch of his length inside you, pushing out heated moans from you over again.
Your back scraps against the wall he had you pressed against as you held on tightly around his rocking large figure against you. At that point you didn’t care who would hear either of you, and relished every thrust delivered to you. He continues this pace before finally increasing his thrusts, grunting firmly as he grew close to his own overload, practically rutting into you.
“Megatron…frag…oh primus!” You can’t help but cry out as your node is stimulated against him, your overload suddenly comes crashing through your entire frame and lets out a blissful cry into his neck.
He thrusts into you firmly a few more times before he stiffens and you feel his trans fluids soak your inner depths along with a deep rumbled moan muffled into your shoulder by him.
He keeps you between himself and the wall, his twitching spike still buried deep in you while you savoured every moment with him. Gently, he presses his helm against the front of yours and lets out a long and deep vent.
“Can we try again?” You hear him ask you, and you can’t help but smirk softly.
“Us? Or interfacing?” He responds with a hearty chuckle.
“Both.”
You already know your answer. “We can.” You grab his chin firmly between your digits then. “But I swear, hurt me and I’ll personally offline you myself.”
“I expect no one else to do such a thing.” He leans his helm into your digits before kissing your inner palm making you smile tenderly. You missed that stupid old handsome face.
“Good. Let’s continue this in your quarters. I want you to frag me into oblivion.” You feel yourself smirk before he removes himself and lowers you down. He’s growing semi hard again you take notice.
“Let’s go than, darling.” He fixes himself up but you know it’s uncomfortable for him before you finally accept his offered servo on your own and let him lead you to his private quarters.
Perhaps there is hope for you both to have a future.
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New Hozier music got me in my TFA Megop feels. Here's part of a fic I'm working on. I did not spellcheck this at all so if you see any grammar errors, no you didn't. Full version coming soon!
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There are few things Optimus is sure of in such odd times. 
One of them is that he can be too much for some bots. 
Not as a leader, no, he had long since seen his ability and potential as a leader flourish and be solidified before his optics. He means more in the interpersonal sense. 
Sure, friends were easy to have. It was easy to sit back and chat with various bots and have a drink with them. Humans were shockingly easy to connect to, even more so now that he spent so much time on Earth and became more acquainted with their culture. 
Even cons were easy to befriend, usually connecting through shared complaints over the Autobots High Council or, more often than not, complaining about Sentinel being a pain in the aft. 
No, it was the deeper, romantic relationships that he struggled with. 
He had dated some during the Academy, but it always fell apart. The most common critiques were that he was “too much” in all sorts of ways. Too attached yet too distant. Prioritized his training over others too often. Too strong a sense of justice and too passionate. 
After expulsion, he shoved all that behind him. After all, if those flaws ended a relationship when he was a Prime candidate, they would surely kill even the prospect of such a thing being a Prime only in name and never in true meaning. 
Then he had called a temporary ceasefire with the Decepticons to help Earth with their Quintesson problem and things got complicated. 
When he wasn’t zipping around a battlefield or stuck in endless meetings, he was passed out in his berth. Even the few small snippets of free time he got he was technically busy. So finding a relationship wasn’t on his radar. 
And there was the larger issue of the odd way his spark jumped around the last mech he should be having any romantic thoughts about. 
He’s not a stranger to attraction, not at all. Which is why, the first time his chest tightens around Megatron, he nearly runs out of the room. 
They’d been in a meeting, Optimus fully zoned out, nursing his cube of warm energon. They’d been up all night chasing Quintesson ships out of Earth’s atmosphere and just his luck Sentinel wanted a video call right as they arrived back on their temporary Earth base. A smattering of other bots and cons sat in the meeting room but he largely ignored them. 
The cube in his servos was so blessedly warm. The energon contained within it was more bitter than what he was used to, having been farmed and processed from the energon crystals popping up across Detroit. But its taste was richer and more complex, like the essence of the ground it sprung out of lingered in its molecular structure. It was quite nice in his opinion. 
He was thinking of his berth and the recharge he would be getting when he snapped back to attention at the mention of his name. 
“Sorry Sentinel Prime, could you repeat that?” he asks. He didn’t catch the words but he caught the tone and knew it wouldn’t be good. 
Sentinel huffs and crosses his arms. The video feed lags behind the audio by a few meager clicks. “I said, we wouldn’t have to be worrying about this whole mess if you could actually do your job and eradicate the Quintessons already! But you charged ahead without Council permission and made a deal with that backwater planet and now we’re stuck putting time, credits, and energon into a mess that wasn’t even ours to begin with!” 
Optimus sits up straight. “First and foremost, we are not wasting energon nor credits on protecting this planet. Need I remind you the only reason Earth is being attacked by the Quintessons at all is due to the energon crystals bursting out of the ground. The deal is that if we defend Earth and eliminate the threat, all energon would be split equally between the Autobot and Decepticon armies. Even taking into account only getting half of the energon crystals, we have seen an increase in credits and do not need energon imports as we process everything here.” 
Sentinel opened his mouth to argue and Optimus continued. “Secondly, I went ahead without Council permission because it was an emergency and as the temporary appointed Magnus I had every right to send forces to Earth. Alongside that, I did not send all of our forces, which I could have done, but didn’t because I knew if I did, it was likely Quintessons would take advantage of an unprotected Cybertron and attack. I sent myself and a small portion of forces to defend a planet we have ties to. And finally, if you would use your processor and think for even a milliclick, you’d understand that sudden Quintesson interest in energon is a sign of something bad happening in the future. They have largely used other forms of fuel and energy sources, but considering energon is highly concentrated and the primary agent in most intergalactic combat weapons, whatever they want it for cannot be good.” 
Sentinel is clearly angry but desperately trying to hold it in. His arms are crossed and his optics wide but his mouth is shut tightly. Everyone around Optimus has gone silent but he doesn’t even bother looking at them. He misses how Bulkhead and Bumblebee share an excited smile at seeing Sentinel getting chewed out, the proud smug grin on Ratchet’s face, and how Lugnut mouths wow at Strika who just nods enthusiastically in agreement. 
And he most certainly misses the look Megatron sends his way. If he had seen it, he would likely call the expression a mix between fondness, infatuation, and wonder. 
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tfp-enthusiast · 9 months
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Can I get Megatron, starscream, knockout, Optimus, and smokescreen's reaction to a new young decepticon recruit joining them. One with the same fresh and go get e'm personality as smokescreen except this bot isn’t inexperienced, and has a sassy egotistical, but justifiable attitude because of how well they fight. You can make up how they arrived.
Megatron, Optimus, Knockout, Starscream, Smokescreen x GN!Teen!Bot!Reader
[Hey guys! Firstly I'm sorry for not answering requests for quite some time but now I'm back and can do that again!]
[Secondly, I just wrote that it's the recruit joining the fraction they're in (like reader joining the Autobots when I write for OP and Smokescreen and the same way for the cons) so sorry if it's not like you wanted it to be]
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>Megatron<
>Starscream<
He doesn't know how to feel about you
He's glad to have a capable warrior on his ship, especially a young one because there are like none new Con's since eons, but he's also annoyed that you act so sassy
He does find it amusing though when you and Starscream start one of your sass 'fights' again
And don't even dare try to tell him how much of a great warrior you are, he will destroy your storys by telling what great of a warrior he is and that he was and still is the champion
He mostly let's you go on solo missions but sometimes he let's you lead an mission for mining energon
He kind of sees himself when he was still a young bot when he sees you
Probably the reason he allows you around him and doesn't rage when you tell about yourself for the 7th time this cycle
>Knockout<
He does not like you
At first he actually despised you
You two have often an argument about who is better but you mostly stop because he still is the SIC of the ship
He is kind of jealous that you are so young and talented already
Makes him a little self-conscious tbh
Doesn't let that show of course
Has tried to get you to eliminate someone for him on multiple occasions
He hates but at the same time loves going on missions with you because you just fight the enemy for him mostly
Fears that one day someone will say something about that
But you seem to enjoy being the one battling too so he knows that wouldn't happen
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Oh he loves you!
Likes that you have sass but don't ever think about using it on him
He hopes that you two get on missions because he thinks you look fabulous while fighting those annoying Autobots!
Gets bored of your storys about your battles relatively quickly but when he has nothing better to do he just listens to you while buffing himself
Sometimes tries to get you to buff him with words like 'Are you as good as buffing as you are at battling?' but that's mostly just teasing from his side
Thinks that you could at least try to look a little better because, why can't you look good and be dangerous, look at him! He's both of it in one body!
>Optimus<
>Smokescreen<
He internally sighed when he saw you acted almost exactly like Smokescreen
Like he has nothing against either of you but he was worried that you two would cause trouble
But when he saw that you had a lot more experience than Smokescreen he was relieved
But then he sees you and Smokescreen trying to take on hords of Decepticons on your own and feels like his spark stopped beating
Why can't you just stop trying to show off??
He tries to let you know that he thinks you are a great warrior because he thinks that it will make you turn your adventures down a little
But it somehow makes it worse and he tries to hold you back from going on missions on your own/with Smokescreen because it will end in chaos
The only way to distract you from going through that groundbridge is trying to get you to talk about yourself
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You two are an absolute menace
Like you two have so much in common!
Doesn't even understand it when you scoff at his babbeling about how you two are like two peas out of one pod
He just fuels that you talk about your battles and what you saw out there
When you two are on a mission together it ends most times with a big disaster and a scolding from both Ratchet and Optimus
Arcee has to literally drag you two back to base because no, you can't just march into that mine guns a blazing
Smokescreen demands to learn how to fight from you
Smokescreen often tries to be better than you or tell his own storys but you somehow always seem to have a story thats way more awesome
Btw. Miko is not allowed in the same room as you and Smokescreen
It will not end good
Like that one time where you decided it would be a good idea to raid that mine and try to blow up Starscream
You did make it out in one piece tho
[P.S How do you like the new writing style I tried to go for? I thought it would be looking better this way (:]
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buckysmith · 2 years
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Request from TikTok
How the TFP Decepticons and TFP Autobots react to y/n/ reader being sick
Includes: Megatron, Shockwave, Soundwave, Starscream, Dreadwing, Predaking, Knockout, Breakdown, ratchet and Optimus Prime.
Slight mocking words about you being a human
Megatron:
- He isn't used to human sicknesses so he wouldn't really notice it. I mean for sure there's plent of sicknesses for his own kind but they are quite different from human sicknesses.
- The moment he notice something is different with his little human he would look at you like YOU did something wrong.
- If you tell him your sick the first thing he would ask „are you gonna die now fleshy?" (Quite lovely isn't he)
- Another reason for him to think humans are lowly creatures
- If you just happen to have a cold he would tell you to get over it
- But if your sick sick, like fever, throwing up and other nasty stuff he would get a little worried
- He would get you to knockout and if he has no plan, well, he would use soundwave to find the best doc he can find in the USA (he would let the doc kidnap)
- It's not like he cares for you (He tells himself that everytime he's going to you check up on you if your feeling better or need smt)
- Maybe, just maybe it depends on how attached he is, he would pick you up or pet you.
- Oh, an he can reproduce heat in his chest and neck area so he would most likely put you there
Starscream:
- He would catch you caugh more than twice with a running nose and a cracky voice
- He would be confused.
- Are you ok? Was that normal for human?
- He would watch you a good while not sure if he could ask you what was wrong with you, or if it was inappropriate.
- After he asked you he would make sure to help you to get over whatever you have.
- He wouldn't be great at it tho, but at least he would try.
- Expect a lot of „insults" like „you humans are so weak, you could easily die" „hello my weak fleshy human, are you doing alright?"
- But in the end he would give you some blankets to hold you warm and to make you comfortable (he would sneak you into his Quaders on the nemesis and nobody would notice it, well soundwave would but he wouldn't mind he already knows that starscream has a little human friend)
Soundwave:
- he would know your ill before even you know.
- He knows a lot of things especially do to his connection to the internet.
- He would look up the things you might have
- He would panic
- Humans can die cause of a cold!? He didn't know that( what do we learn about that? Don't google your symptoms)
- After a while and a lot of data, he would know that humans can die do to a cold but in most cases they don't unless they were ill before or old.
- Would ask you to take medicine and to take rest
- He would recommend healthy food and recipes for you to make
- Isn't quite a talker but would send you sms asking you if your feeling better
- If not he would take you to the nemesis to take care of you cause obviously you can't do that on your own
- He would give you a lot of blankets and pillows so you could rest while he's working
Knockout:
- Don't expect him to help you.
- Expect him to mock you
- If you mean something to him he might help you like driving you to the human doc or driving you to a shopping center so you could get groceries without taking the bus or driving by yourself
- But Don't. You. Dare. Puke. In. Him
- He would have a mental breakdown right away
- He would also make snarky comments about you being ill cause he can't take you to street races in the middle of the night and how weak you are
- If your really really ill he will take care of you. I mean he's a doc (somehow) so he can at least give you some comfort.
Breakdown:
- The moment he notice that you don't behave like you normally do he brings you to knockout asking his mech friend what to do with you
- He wouldn't listen to you, you're human, you don't know how serious it might be (yes, he believes he knows much more about your human sicknesses than YOU a HUMAN do)
- Knockout wouldn't know what to do with you either so he would recommend his friend to take you to a human doctor.
- You would assure him that you in fact don't need a human doctor cause you just have a cold.
- He wouldn't mind and take you to a doc.
- if you insist on not going to a doctor, he wouldn't push you, but at the same time he would be very worried cause he doesn't rlly understand that you do in fact not die do to your cold
- Expect him to give you a lot of affection and blankets, he would wrap you up like a burrito
Shockwave:
- Honestly, I don't think he would mind that much that your ill or at least if you're just ordinary human that supports the decepticons but if you're a friend of him or maybe even more he would ask you what's wrong with you cause he would notice it right away
- He would ask you to stay away from him, not cause he doesn't want you to be near him while you're ill. No he would ask you that cause he wants you to rest at your home, far away from his scientist stuff and other stuff which could possibly be negative for your „healing" process
- He would do some research to help you and to be sure you don't have something bad
- He would bring you stuff tho, like blankets, heating pads, medicine, food he thinks is good for humans that are ill and other logical stuff.
- He's a busy and most of the time emotionless mech who just thinks logical, but for you he might be a little less logical but just maybe.
Dreadwing:
- He would notice that something is wrong with his little human, but he wouldn't really understand why you were feeling unwell
- You would need to explain to him why exactly you were feeling unwell
- He would ask you what he can do for you so that you're feeling better
- Would bring you to knockout the moment you're coughing
- What you humans don't die? But it sounded like that!
- Would try to prevent you from ever getting ill again cause he doesn't like it to see you weaker than you're already are
Predaking:
- The moment you tell him you can't visit him cause you're ill and need rest, he's on his way to support you through your illness.
- He's your personal heater and even though he is a grumpy dude, for you he would do anything.
- He would take you with him, he's a busy mech after all but on the other hand he wants you to be as near as you can possible be
- You were weak before, but now? Oh dear prime he's all over you like your personal hellhound
- Nobody, really nobody is allowed to approach you until you're feeling better
Ratchet:
- Oh dear Primus, he's feed up.
- It's not that he's angry at you cause you're ill. No no, he's mad that most likely some human child *cough miko cough* is guilty of making you ill do to some water prank in the middle of the fucking winter
- He would try to take care of you, while working at the base so he couldn't be there to pemper you 24/7 but he would at least try to help you get over you might have
- He would ask you a lot of questions. How do you feel? Does your stomach still hurts and stuff like that
- in his care you will recover quickly
Optimus Prime:
- He is really really busy mech, means he has a lot of stuff to do but he would notice it right away that something is clearly wrong with you
- He wouldn't wait for you to tell him what's wrong, he would just ask you
- The moment you tell him that your sick he would start a speech about how important it is for you to stay in your bed
- He would give no single fuck why you're not in your bed, he would simply drop you off at your home( if you're in the base and not at home ofc), telling you to rest and commanding the other Autobots to not take you somewhere but the doctor
- He would ask June to check up on you from time to time, but for sure he would visit you too but again, he's busy busy
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random-fandom1984 · 2 months
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Hi welcome to tumblr for my first request can I get the tfp decepticons finding a pod and imagine their surprise when inside there is a bunch of sparklings I always head canon sparkling to look small and squishy looking like mashmellows and making beep and squeaky sounds I just love sparklings so much they are so cute
Coming right up!
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Decepticons Meets Sparklings
●When coming across a signal, it was a medium-sized cylinder pod that reaches up to Megatron's *Clears throat* snatchable slutty waist- WOAH! Who said that? ●Anyways, a group of Vehicons managed to bring the pod back to the Nemesis before the Autobots could arrive. No one on the Nemesis knew what it could be, so the Vehicons made bets as to what it is. Is it a bomb? A shield that can stop an enemy from attacking? A sword that can control your opponents against their will for the rest of eternity? Definitely not 5t3v3's lame sparkling theory! ●When they opened it up, they found... 7 sparklings? 5t3v3 will forever and always rub it in the face plates of the Vehicons who doubted him. ●Some of the crew thought that this was a waste, but Megatron had an idea. If this war continues far longer than it should, they will have Younger Decepticons continuing their legacy, defeating the Autobots that have grown old, ensuring the Decepticons victory! ●So, the Decepticons were split among the crew.
Megatron
●Of course, he picked the one that was aggressive and looked the toughest out of the eight. He wasn't going to have an heir that was weak and pathetic. How he did this you ask? Simple. The one that bit Starscream's finger and wouldn't let go no matter how hard Starscream swung him around. ●Would definitely teach his sparkling how to swear, even having his kid's first word be a bad word. It's basically that one scene in Steven Universe where Peridot was trying to get Pumpkin to say "Clod". ●If he had somewhere to be, or just fight Optimus, he would let Soundwave babysit, he trusts his T.I.C. with anything. There's no way he's letting that incompetent seeker watch over his adopted child. ●He would name the sparkling Sunburst; a mighty name for his mighty sparkling to strike fear into his future enemies! ●Would teach his sparkling everything there is to know about fighting from his glory days in the Pits of Kaon as a gladiator
Starscream
●He would be last to choose, unfortunately, and get the runt of the litter. But that's fine, he can work with this. ●He would try to teach the sparkling to say "All hail Lord Starscream". The sparkling would end up calling him Sire. Starscream wouldn't act impressed in public, but in private, he would be squealing with joy; He's already, unintentionally grown attached to his sparkling. ●The bot he would allow to babysit his sparkling would be a Vehicon, mainly 5teve. ●The name he would give his sparkling would probably be Thundercracker or Skywarp, something to remind him of his old trine mates. ●Would try to push his sparkling to be better than Megatron, which would unknowingly put a strain in his relationship with his sparkling because, to his sparkling, nothing he does is ever good enough for his sire
Shockwave
●Finds Lord Megatron's reason to be... logical ●Would be the one to instantly find out which would be best for him. Don't question his methods ●Would name the sparkling Prodigy ●Will teach his sparkling all about the logics of science. Anything that his sparkling does that goes beyond the knowledge of science, proves something of his illogical, or both... he would be so proud. What is this emotion? Pride and joy? Logical. ●Would trust Predaking and or Soundwave to babysit his sparkling
Soundwave
●Others might not see it, but Soundwave would pick one that strangely looks similar to two of his old minicons Rumble and Frenzy. ●Would be the most overprotective of his sparkling. Sparkling gone from his quarters? He knows where he is; wandering the halls and is close by. His spark swells when he finds out that the reason for his sparkling's escapades is because the sparkling was looking for his sire: Soundwave! ●Would be recording and photographing his sparkling's milestones and accomplishments ●The sparkling's name would be Hightop ●Would trust Lord Megatron, Shockwave, or Knockout with babysitting his sparkling
Predaking
●This one was the closest to dying and required an Energon transfusion, and Predaking volunteered. Luckily, the sparkling survived, and because the sparkling now has Predaking's Energon, not only are they related by blood, as humans say, but now the sparkling has grown Predacon features. ●Predaking was glad to have a Predacon that wasn't made in a lab this time. He made sure his sparkling was by his side until it can do things on it's own. ●The sparkling's name would be Inferno because it can transform into something that was Phoenix shaped along with abilities. ●He will tear Starscream a new one if he'd dare lay servos on his sparkling. ●Predaking would trust Knockout, Breakdown, Shockwave, and/or Dreadwing to babysit
Knockout & Breakdown
●Knockout would pick one that was better looking than the others, and Breakdown had no say in this, but didn't complain. He knew better. ●Would act the most like real parents because they always wanted a sparkling. ●They would named the sparkling Wildbreak. ●Breakdown will trust Dreadwing to babysit his sparkling, and Knockout would trust the Vehicons. If anything bad happens to his sparkling, he wouldn't repair any Vehicons as punishment, his words not mine. ●Knockout and Breakdown will always take pictures and/or record milestones or adorable moments with their sparkling: His first words, first steps, first friend, first fight and won, etc. Next thing you know, he gets a Conjunx Endura-
5t3v3 & Other Vehicons
●Since he called it, he called dibs on being the sire ●Spends every waking moment hanging out with his sparkling, playing games, spending time together, worries that he isn't doing a good job, only for those thoughts to completely disappear when his sparkling's first word is sire, goes towards him when attempting to walk, always goes, and cries for him when the sparkling gets a nightmare. ●Would do anything for his sparkling to ensure it's safety ●When looking for a babysitter, 5t3v3 would have one of the sparkling's Vehicon Uncles take care of it if he's on duty. He wouldn't take them with him because what if the Autobots show up, kill him, and take his sparkling away? No. No way! ●The sparkling's name would be Meteoroid
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yanderes-galore · 8 months
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Hello! It's your old friend. I would like to see how you will make a scenario for Crossfire. I know you will do great, I have great faith in you
Nervous as I don't know if I'm going to get this right. I've never written for someone's OC before so... here we go. Takes place during Transformers: Prime.
OC, Banner, and Plot points are by @krystalkitdemi, a good friend of mine. Enjoy my take on Crossfire, their OC.
Pets
Yandere! Crossfire (OC) Scenario
Pairing: Platonic/Romantic
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Degradation, Human pet mention, Corpses, Body horror mentioned at times, Energon mention, Slight dehumanization probably, Trauma implied but vaguely mentioned, Mutual companionship, Slight sadism, Overprotective behavior.
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Cybertronian ships crashing onto Earth are bad news. The moment the scanners went off in the Autobot base a team was put together to see the crash. Unfortunately, it does appear their human companions have managed to sneak into the mission too.
The team consisted of Arcee, Bulkhead, Ratchet, and Optimus. Unbeknownst to them Jack and Miko had followed, Jack only came along due to the girl getting herself in trouble again. Once through the ground bridge they were met with quite the infamous ship.
Knock Out was not the only infamous surgeon the Decepticons had. There was once another who disappeared sometime during the war. A mad surgeon who built himself up with the pieces of his victims. A Cybertronian with a fascination with perfecting himself and studying organic creatures.
A mech infamously known as creating Terrorcons for fun.
Worry struck the sparks of the bots as they approached the crashed ship. So far silence was all that greeted them, but upon looking into the ship, only horrors greeted their optics. Ratchet, the doctor of the team, worriedly looks over the ship.
"What's wrong, Ratchet?" Bulkhead, their wrecker, asks. Ratchet's posture appears unnerved before they even look in the ship.
"This ship..." The medic whispers. "Why is it here?"
"Do you know this ship?" Arcee asks, the two wheeler approaching cautiously.
"Tales of a Decepticon surgeon were often spread during the war. Before he disappeared, a surgeon known as Crossfire did their dirty work." Ratchet takes a moment to take in the situation. "He's... let's just hope he isn't around right now. We really shouldn't be here."
At the medic's words the party carefully enter the ship to assess damage. Miko, overwhelmed with curiosity, goes to follow. Jack pulls her back last second.
"What do you think you're doing!?" The teen asks.
"Come on! We've got go know what's going on in there!" Miko pleads, Jack frowning in response.
"Even the Autobots were afraid of this ship, we shouldn't-" Jack tries to reason when he sees someone walking around the ship's front, exploring the forest. Not a Transformers... a human.
"Look!" Miko points. "Who's that? Are they scared of them?"
"I don't think so...." Jack ponders.
"Let's go!" Miko calls before darting off towards the other human. In fear, Jack follows the overly excited girl.
The human they were approaching quickly turns to see the two younger humans, fear overcoming the mysterious figure before they dart in the ship. Thinking this human could be in danger, the teens follow. Unfortunately, in the end, they enter the ship anyways.
In the large ship is cells, storage, and a lab. The familiar smell of Energon wafts through the air. Upon closer inspection... things move in cells. The sounds of metal on metal and screeching echo through the crashed ship.
Ratchet looks through the ship with a grimace. He's reminded of when Megatron resurrected the dead when he followed Prime on a mission. Bulkhead and Arcee also appear... disturbed.
"Terrorcons...." Arcee mumbles.
"Why are there so many of them?" Bulkhead whispers, noticing Ratchet look at various Cybertronian parts on tables.
"It's like a slaughterhouse...." Ratchet sighs, feeling ill. However, he also noticed smaller prosthetics on another table. Ones that appeared human sized but made out of Cybertronian metals.
Upon going deeper, there was a certain cell that caught the eye of Arcee. Inside there was human supplies. A bed, food, water, it looks like a human lived there.
"Hey, Ratchet!" Arcee calls, gesturing to the cell. "Look at this?"
The sight baffles the Autobots. Decepticons aren't known for caring for humans. Yet what concerns them all is that the implied human and the Con aren't here.
Then there's a group of small footsteps that quickly approach them.
Upon turning, the Autobots are met with Jack, Miko, and an unknown human. Not just a human... a human seemingly spliced with Cybertronian implants. Said cyborg human appears older than the kids but terrified of both them and the Autobots.
"There's your human...." Bulkhead comments. "Along with ours-"
"Ratchet, I can bring them back if you bridge me. We can take the new one too-" Arcee begins, seeing the other human try to find somewhere to run to.
"Don't touch me-" The cyborg... you... cry. This ship is all you've ever known. You have no other memories other than this ship...
Along with your owner.
All you know is Crossfire has cared for you more than anyone else. In fact, he's all you really have. Due to your cybernetics, all crafted gently by his hands, you can't join human society anymore. Your life is meant to be with him.
He cares for you. He makes himself perfect for you to protect and care for you. Crossfire is the one who loves you... the one who saved you from a threat or incident you don't remember. He's part you... perhaps even physically.
Now you woke up alone, the ship having malfunctioned and crashed. Crossfire was gone. Now there were new Cybertronians in the ship... along with other humans. Your home... is no longer secure.
You want your owner back.
"We aren't going to hurt you-" Bulkhead tries to reassure the mysterious human. "If anything we're saving you, right?"
You shake your head aggressively and back away. Ratchet decides it would be safer to speak outside the ship and orders the Autobots to take the three humans out. Much to your displeasure and fear.
Even when they pick you up you fight and scream. Jack and Miko look at you with concern but their respective humans tell them to look away. You've clearly gone through some sort of trauma. Prosthetics of shiny metal decorate your body, elegantly crafted by steady hands.
Despite your age you appear to act like a scared child.
Especially when you scream.
In fact, when you scream, there's the sound of large footsteps. The Autobots tense along with the humans when the footsteps stop and the sound of a blaster powering up rings out. You, on the other hand, perk up.
"Crossy!" You cry, a large smile on your face. Said Cybertronian looks at you with pity before glaring at the Autobots. Here stands the infamous Crossfire...
Murder on his mind.
"I suggest you put them down, Autobots. You're scaring the poor thing." Crossfire gives a sly grin to the bots. His appearance is both intriguing yet terrifying. He's built out of parts not of his own.
All of it spliced together and painted into a new form... with no insignia to be found to prove his allegiance.
Two optics of opposite colors, green and blue. His build painted to be red and gold. Crossfire could easily be mistaken for an Autobot without prior knowledge to his past.
Ratchet matches the surgeon's gaze with a glare.
"What have you done with this human?" The medic growls, holding your scrambling form in his palm.
"You treat me like such a villain! I saved the poor creature from near death. You act like I hurt them, I only care for them as my little companion." Crossfire coos, although there's annoyance in my tone. "It's rather rude to take what isn't yours."
A blaster is raised to the medic, Crossfire's teasing tone now met with a threatening face.
"Put my pet down."
"Pet?" Ratchet echoes, Crossfire huffing.
"You act like it's so strange. Clearly your fellow Autobots have two." Crossfire gestures to Bulkhead, Arcee, Jack, and Miko. "There's no difference to their companionship and ours."
"What's with the cybernetics?" Ratchet comments, gesturing to your mechanical parts.
"I had to save them somehow, right?" Crossfire answers, strolling closer. "My poor pet was going to die before I found them. Now they're alive and loved. We help each other and have such nice chats..."
Crossfire stops in front of the backing up medic, a growl in his tone.
"I'm not going to let some Autobots take that away from me. Give me my pet or I'll give you a much worse fate than death, alright?"
Ratchet hesitantly looks at your frightened expression. You aren't scared of Crossfire... you're scared of him. Holding back his urge to argue, Ratchet passes you to Crossfire.
With a strangely gentle tone compared to his past crimes, the mad surgeon coos towards you as you crawl onto his shoulder. You look frightened still but it's just due to meeting strangers. But that's okay... because Crossfire is back to care for you.
"Any other day I'd love to experiment on you Autobots." Crossfire grins before his expression sours again. "But I have a ship to fix, a human to care for, and I wouldn't want to tear you away from your human companions. So with a warning, I'll let you leave unharmed."
Crossfire leans his head sideways towards you, allowing for you to nuzzle into him like some sort of hamster. The Autobots look at the display in disturbed concern.
"I suggest you take the opportunity to bring your humans home. I only wish to fix my ship and maybe research a few. I promise I'm harmless." Crossfire continues.
"Harmless?" Ratchet scoffs. "You conduct experiments on Cybertronians and steal their parts!"
"And I'll do the same to you if you don't leave." Crossfire hisses with a slight chuckle. "I could use those hands of yours."
It's with this Crossfire leaves with you. The mysterious Con enters his ship with the intention of calming his distressed human and fixing his ship. At the end of it all, the Autobots and their humans feel uneasy but proceed to bridge away from the crash site.
The whole exchange will be reported and Crossfire will be monitored. However there's currently no reason to attack the infamous Con. He's dangerous... but as of now he's docile enough to just monitor.
"Couldn't we save them?" Miko asks Bulkhead when they return.
"I'm not sure...." The large Bot answers.
"No point in saving someone who doesn't wish to be saved." Ratchet answers, shocking Miko and Bulkhead.
"Ratchet-" Arcee gasps, surprised by Ratchet's response.
"It's true." Ratchet continues, fear still evident in him. "That human is happy with him... even if their connection is disturbing."
Silence washes over the Autobots as they think of how to tell their Prime the news.
Meanwhile Crossfire reassures his human that they are safe. You're checked for injuries, fed, and lightly pet as to not hurt you. Here is where you're the most content....
Crossfire is the one you love the most and he loves you too. You're companions meant for each other. He saved you, he used whatever parts he could find to fix you, even using some of himself.
No one can separate the two of you...
Not without their Energon/Blood being spilled on his table.
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stickytrigger69 · 1 year
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Hey! Could you write a love letter confession from TFP Shockwave to femme cybertronian reader? Like, what would the letter say once she opened it up and reads it? Have a good day or night! <3
TFP Shockwave x Femme Cybertronian Reader
Reader is femme, she/her
This is just straight up fluff
Reader frame type, paint job, optic color, etc. are unspecified
Thanks for the well wishes, hope you're doing well also 😊
Sorry the end kinda sucked, and that its so short lol, it was quite the challenge to write a love letter from Shockwave but I think it's good? Hope you like it.
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You've had a very busy day. As the only femme on the nemesis that is currently conscious, you have to walk around the ship, taking this to him or that to the other him on the other side of the ship. That isn't even the worst thing about this Pit forsaken ship either. All of the mechs tip toe around you like you're the plague. You feel so.
Alone.
The only bots that talk to you like you're friends are Knockout and Breakdown but they're gone most of the time. You honestly find Soundwave to be good company but you always get in the way while he's working. Megatron is respectful of you and actually likes to show you off to those who find their way on the nemesis. He told Optimus, er, Orion, all about you. And when Shockwave arrived he would not stop finding a way to brag about his, "elite femme".
Because of the pedestal Megatron placed you on with his words and reverence, Shockwave acknowledges that you are intelligent and competent. There are often times where he will share progress with you and even ask for your insight if something is troubling him. Your logic is somewhat fourth dimensional compared to his being third dimensional. Your logic often backed by your feelings rather than strictly being scientific. He likes hearing you say it too, "I feel like...", and then you give your opinion.
Your opinion is personal and he finds it rather refreshing. It's odd but he actually starts to like you, he will ask that you stay in the lab with him for just a bit longer or his servo will linger on yours when you hand him something. You don't notice that he likes you, to you, it looks more like he appreciates you; or that he's overworking himself. But then again, the lack of a faceplate with derma and two optics masks what he's feeling perfectly. Knowing the way he thinks though, you kind of doubt that he feels much of anything and if he does it's a very basic, diluted level of it.
Despite all of that, you find no reason to be suspicious of him or his intents, he always has plausible reasons for his actions so you don't ever question it. At least you didn't until you finally entered your hab. The lights flickering on as you stepped inside. Just a few steps to your left on your desk was a data pad and a small assortment of crystals. A couple, you realized, were of Cybertronian origin, the colors gave them a more distinguished look compared to the earth borne crystals.
You held one up closer to your face to get a better look at it before turning your attention to the data pad. You pick up the data pad with your empty servo, carefully twirling the crystal while the data pad glows. Your optics widen the more you read.
(Y/N),
The more I ponder, the more I am compelled to examine my thoughts and the feelings that come entangled in them, I begin to realize that, as inappropriate as it may be, I find you alluring. You are a femme of high caliber; you are intelligent, strong, above all, compassionate. I have seen it first hand, the way you interact with my predacon, and it makes my spark swell with pride. Your presence in the lab is one I have begun to look forward to. The distinct sound of your pedes is cause to increase efficiency in my work.
I have lain myself upon a slab and have taken myself apart, analyzing and experimenting to see just what exactly I felt about you. With time I have gotten the results I desired. The process was tedious but in the end I feel it was worth every step. (Y/N), I have a fondness for you and have chosen the most logical course of action regarding said fondness. Your frame is as desirable as your intellect and the softness in your optics after working so hard is truly a sight.
I wish to have you close to me. As close as you will allow. I understand you are more than just a femme, but a scientist and even a warrior with great honor. A femme who is worthy of respect. Thus, I leave the decision to you.
If you truly feel in your spark that you no longer wish to associate yourself with me I will not try to force you to face me. I will leave you be unless we must interact. I will bury these feelings and proceed with a professional attitude. But, if you are willing, I would like to try being more personal with you and share tender moments like I have observed from you and my predacon. Please, do respond to me in any way you deem fitting to your standards.
I patiently await your response,
Shockwave
You are at a loss. Shockwave? He really feels this way? Your optics snap up and you stare at the crystal in your other servo, everything has begun to click. Puzzle pieces falling into place.
The lingering touches, the long conversations, the slight change in his tone when he addresses you, and his requests for you to remain in the lab for even just a klik more. His entire demeanor changes when he speaks to you. Even if he is already calm, he gets even softer when he turns to you. It makes a smile creep to your faceplate. Your spark thumps in your chassis.
You can say that you do find the large mech to be attractive, his frame is strong, even for a scientist. His voice often soothes the dull ache in your processor after staring at the purple displays of the lab. So many thoughts race through your processor, you ask yourself a dozen questions. You look from the items in your servos to the rest of the crystals on your table while you continue to think. Finally, you turn your helm to look at your berth.
You decide to "sleep with it", or whatever human thing Knockout likes to say. As you begin to drift into recharge you make up your mind. You will reciprocate. You will tell Shockwave just how you feel as well. That you admire him and that you would trust no other mech with your most vulnerable self.
You're just not sure how or when you'll tell him.
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quetzalpapalotl · 4 months
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I just want to clarify, again, for those that may still be ambivalent about picking DWJ's Transformers that despite the deaths or whatever the comic is not edgy.
If I had to describe them one way, I'd say it's doing Sunbow G1 based on the vibes it gave one as a child adapted so it retains that gradiose feeling on a "grown-up" story. Character death is a part of that, but I've always hated the idea that killing a character equals shock value or edginess.
This is a very well-crafted comic, there is a clear purpose to everything it does. Characters dying is a natural result of this type of conflict, it makes the stakes feel real. On top of that, Bumblebee dying, for example, creates a connection between Optimus and the Witwicky. And really death is not foreign to Transformers comics so.
"Decepticons will kill alien life for resources while the Autobots will defend all sentient life" has always being the very basic premise of Transformers and this series wants to reflect that. There's a reason why the villians are the villians and the series focuses on contrasting them with the heroes, but they're not all the same. Starscream kills humans for funs because he's petty (and honestly, he's sucha fun villian, I love him going off) and he has a complex about being better than Megatron bc he's Starscream. Soundwave is practical, he cares for his casettes and his fellow Decepticons, he doesn't care for human for good or bad, but he's also ruthless. They currently have the advantage. The more dire the situation looks, the more exciting it is when the heroes manage to make it through. I was vey excited when [spoiler] showed up to save the day in issue 4.
Despite all the bad stuff happening, the emotional core of the series remains kind and hopeful. Optimus keeps himself compassionate no matter what, Cliffjumper does his best to relate to Carly. The pain the characters feel is treated seriously. The human character are well utilized to put the Transformers into perspective both as a race and as characters. I would consider a fairer criticism of this series to say that it's trying too hard to pull at your heartstrings than it being edgy.
Taking G1 seriously doesn't just mean killing characters off, it shows in other aspects, like the energy crisis that's often a feature of Transformers media, here we really get to see how impacts both Autobots and Decepticons making it feel more than just an empty plot point.
Also it has action still because this is an action comic and they're cool, this is still a Transformers comic trying to apeal to your inner child that thinks giant robot fights are cool.
As for the Energon Universe thing, so far, the series is perfectly serviceable without reading the rest of it, it's suposed to stay that way, but you know, I can't guarantee anything on someone else's word, so here's to hoping.
I understand some of you may just be tired of G1 and want something new and won't pick it up that's fair, or some stories just won't attract certain people, but trust me when I say that it's a story made with a lot of heart.
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lets-try-some-writing · 10 months
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How would TFP Optimus and the team react to the Earthspark universe, mostly to TES Megatron who works willingly with Optimus and was the one who left the Decepticons?
Oooh good idea good idea. Love this sort of reaction set up.
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To say seeing such a wildly different version of Megatron was a surprise would be an understatement. The team had exactly zero idea how to act around a Megatron who was... largely peaceful. He still had the wit and grit of the Megatron they knew, but the newcomer was composed, logical, and strangely empathetic. It startled them beyond words to watch as this Megatron played kindly with the children. He answered their questions patiently and tended to them, even going so far as to worry over them when they did things that could be dangerous.
Arcee was ready to throw hands the moment the other Megatron entered the base. However he merely gave her and odd look and told her all about her counterpart. He encouraged her to lighten up, to allow the pain to be and to fade, and then he let her be. She was confused beyond measure and walked away contemplative and cautious. Bulkhead and Wheeljack were of course highly suspicious, but watching Megatron treat the children kindly eased many of their fears. It helped that while kind, he didn't' treat them like sparklings. Megatron gave them the respect of soldiers while still being rational and reasonable.
Ratchet was of course ready to stab Megatron the moment he walked in, however hearing that HE was the one who left the Decepticons for the greater good of their people? It changed his mind a degree and while he still didn't trust Megatron, the insignia of G.H.O.S.T on his shoulder told a story far greater than any other that could be put into words. There was begrudging respect there, for the Megatron Ratchet knew would rather perish in flames than abandon his corrupted work. This Megatron could see his faults, he could see how his ideas fell, and he was willing to step up and act for the betterment of all their kind. It was difficult to tolerate him, but he kept his snark to a minimum and was generally rather pleasant.
Bumblebee very nearly lost his scrap when Megatron first came near. However unlike what he was expecting, upon hearing of their universe's Megatron, the newcomer seemed disappointed more than anything else. He lamented the loss of Bumblebee's voice, he showed true sorrow over the pain, even though he did end up pointing out that half of it was due to Autobot intervention when it was not needed or wanted. However with time he came to appreciate and tolerate what Megatron had to say. It was hard at first to listen to the enemy preach, but he had good points and was not afraid to speak as well as admit his faults. It was refreshing.
Optimus for his part was conflicted. The newcomer was very different from the Megatron he knew, and it seemed the sentiment was largely shared. Megatron constantly gave him odd looks whenever he spoke on matters of the war. Often they fell into discussions of how their wars differed and its was almost... therapeutic in a way to discuss how things went in their respective domains. The new Megatron was a breath of fresh air. He made the same points as Optimus's Megatron, but his take was different and he was willing to see his flaws.
All in all, a very strange Megatron, especially seeing his tender care of the little ones. However the team largely found themselves fond or at least tolerant of him.
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shockwavve · 2 years
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An Analysis of TF:E Megatron
Spoilers beware!
Ok, no, but I feel like there was an incredible amount of thought and care that went into writing Megatron as an Autobot in Earthspark while still trying to keep him true to character and motive, WITHOUT having him come across as a total pushover or an out of character softy.
He's different because he's an Autobot now, yes, but he's still often recognizably Megatron by character alone and I do think that speaks volumes. He certainly has his soft and silly moments - as is expected from what is, for all intents and purposes, a kid's show - but it shows most prominently in moments where he's confronted with the consequences of his own actions and decisions, especially during arguments with Optimus, and I think that's really important to show, and I'm so glad that they didn't just push it off as a "oh well, he's nice now and he and Optimus get along perfectly".
He does actually ARGUE with Optimus, and he does it quite often. He seems to be working with GHOST begrudgingly for the betterment of almost explicitly Cybertronians - his Cybertronians - not because he actually agrees with anything GHOST does or proposes, and almost entirely because he's finally recognized the war as something that was doing more harm to his species than good. GHOST is a means to an end; and I'm partially inclined to think that if it weren't for his good relationship with Dottie that he wouldn't be sticking around as long as he has.
It shows a lot in his interactions with other humans - his interactions with other GHOST operatives are pretty explicitly undercut with disdain and disrespect, and how he talks about them in private he makes it clear he doesn't agree with what the organization is doing outside of keeping the peace; and even then, questions whether the peace is worth the subjugation of his own people: the ONE thing he was explicitly trying to avoid when ending the war in the first place. We don't exactly know Megs' backstory in TF:E, but if it's anything like recent continuities re: miner and/or gladiator turned revolutionary, it just means that GHOST's treatment of his people would sting that much more and he SHOULD have no reason to be working with them if it weren't a truce driven out of absolute necessity. I mean, he even gives Optimus what could be interpreted as a threatening glare during their encounter with Soundwave when he insists that Soundwave will be treated well if he surrenders.
He has absolutely not stopped fighting for what he believes in - not entirely, anyways, and he's not afraid to be vocal about it either, or VISIBLY DISTRESSED when faced with conflict from his own Decepticons - people he clearly cares for. See: his refusal to use his fusion cannon on the casettes. He claims it's "not for squashing bugs", but we've seen Megatron using it on smaller threats already. See: the Arachnemechs; literal bugs that Optimus has been shown to easily crush with his bare hands. If size was truly the issue, he'd be throwing hands with the things not blasting them.
And yet, there's already a degree of character development. At the end of Episode 10 he seems genuinely surprised to see the Terrans and other bots getting along with the humans, and is affected when Optimus says that this is what they're fighting for - not GHOST's agenda. He also apologizes to Optimus in Ep. 8 for being harsh with his words, and seems slightly taken aback when Optimus apologizes back.
I LOVE the writing of Megatron as an admittedly begrudging ally who slowly comes around to his own situation - and yet still unwilling to sacrifice his own morals for a cause; and I LOVE an Optimus that plays into that dynamic with a degree of relent. He is convinced to push against GHOST's authority for the safety of his own Autobots, and extends the same generosity to the casettes at his own risk - and Megs is thankful for it!
This dynamic and writing is SO fucking fascinating so far and I Cannot wait to see more. I can't wait to see how future encounters with Soundwave and STARSCREAM especially will go. I'm curious if Starscream won't bring out the worst in Megatron, and I'm curious how else the show will test his patience and dedication to his cause as a converted Autobot. He already seemed to grapple with his decision when faced with Soundwave - how else will he be pushed, and will that push eventually give way to betrayal? Or will he stick by Optimus and GHOST's side, despite the conflict of interest? Eventually, something is going to give, because in 10 episodes or less Megatron has made it VERY clear that his partnership with GHOST only extends so far.
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MEGATRON : 😒😮‍💨 is rather lax with the kids unfortunately and this has gotten him into just as much trouble as it's gotten him out of it as you can see with thrash who not as intelligent his sister I hate is prone to getting into trouble painful trouble and tantrums it's days like this that make me wonder🤦‍♀️ why did I leave optimus in charge and how did he raise bumblebee thrash got badly when prime took his eyes off of him for more a second he said before he heard thrash screaming halfway inside the ship engine luckily ratchet took care him and beat the shit out of prime😏.
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MEGATRON :😒😮‍💨thrash is an child appetite and all I was watching him and thankfully got the football away from him the kids gave him without safety precautions for someone who's a known chewer and eater of inedible things at least to humans and some cybertronians i really wanted to lecture the kids on toddlers but decided against since they realized what they did it took four hours to calm him down and find something else for him to chew on RATCHET'S wrench was perfect for this😏 ratchet was and couldn't even pry it out of thrash's mouth after hours of tugging it was funny😊.
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MEGATRON :😁🤣l twitch takes after me at a terror and a menace😂 even got my aim and everything she went RATCHET'S study with a hose after one of my famous war stories and tales of trouble making and sprayed everything down and flood as well the medical rooms and some patients human and cybertronian ratchet was not happy became furious when his study and medical rooms and some of his patients where blasted with a hose🤣😂 HAHAHA!!!!🤣🤣🤣🤣 it was even more funnier when she sprayed him in the face while talking and chased him down and hosed him😂😂😂SHE!! SPRAYED!! HIM!! IN THE FACE!!!!!!!😂🤣😂🤣😂😂😂🤣 it's hurting my heart to laugh so much for so long after so long I was on my back laughing and coughing so funny Optimus prime laughed he couldn't keep it in damaged his voice box temporarily cus of the laughing bumblebee fainted from laughing soundwave recorded it all it took two days to get the hose out of her hands.
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MEGATRON :😒😮‍💨 ANOTHER REASON WE DON'T LET THE KIDS TERRAN OR OTHERWISE AROUND VORTEX!!!! swindle either changed completely and is good but a little troublesome still or not changed but is not evil anymore he may or may not be a good teacher and is taking lessons on to be good he actually taught the terrans something useful manners and math and snuggled and cuddled with them all nicely 😤😤😡😡 VORTEX ON THE OTHER HAND DID THE EXACT AND ALLOWED THEM ADULT MOVIES RATED R WITH NUDITY SEX AND EXTREME VIOLENCE AND BAD WORDS AND CUSSED AROUND THEM AND TEACHING THEM UNKNOWINGLY THREE BAD WORDS AND PURPOSELY AND KNOWINGLY TEACHING TWO BAD WORDS WHICH EVERY KID USED OR REPEATED AND BIT ME ON MY NOSE unfortunately😒😮‍💨 he got to optimus before I could beat the shit out of him and beat some sense into him 😤😮‍💨 Optimus punished him less severely than i wanted😡😤😮‍💨.
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