G1 oppy: ^///^♡ "I know why you're sadden,please stay strong my love"
Optimus transforms and leaves,he has business to take care of,this is the reason he said to you stay strong,because he nows you want comfort, comfort from someone, him, with that he wishes to you be strong at times where you are alone,to you be independent, but ofc..he really wants you,to touch your skin and put he's face close to your tiny human body
Optimus getting to experience having a genuine relationship with someone who doesn’t see him as some untouchable idol but as an actually person
The first thing Optimus notices about you is how tense and guarded you are. The burning remains of your city frame you on either side, showing the wear on your armor and casting your face in dark shadows. He has to admit, this is a feeling he's not used to. Most mechs he meets are tense, yes, but it's usually because they see him as some sort of living extension of Primus. You have a roughness about you, your face set into a firm glower and optics shifting between him and his first officers. Though you are small, it's no wonder to Optimus how you've been able to fight off Decepticons on your own for so long.
You have a coldness about you that reminds him of Megatron in a way.
He knows before you even verbally rebuff his offer to join the Autobots that winning you over will be a trial. You're reluctant to leave your city, even if all that's left will smolder for weeks and coat the sky in inky smoke. But the Autobots need as many strong soldiers as they can get, and Optimus won't give up on having you join his side.
Your city still burns in his dreams, still throws light across your scuffed and dented armor, highlights the strong planes of your cheeks and the firm edge of your frowning lips. Optimus wakes on the Ark, in his room, and he's aching for something he shouldn't. The Matrix burns steady in his spark chamber, but something else has taken up residence there, too. Something persistent and sinking. His chest has never felt so full.
It's almost as painful to put a name to his feelings, to think that he would feel something affectionate for you, because Optimus can't ever see you reciprocating. How ironic. The one person he admires and holds above all others, someone even a Prime reveres, doesn't look at him with anything akin to fondness. It makes him yearn for you all the more. You see right down to his very core, cold optics picking him apart, and Optimus has never wanted to hide away and bare himself more than when you're looking at him. Cold, observant optics wide and unflinching.
Love is quite painful. Optimus knows this better than most. Having Megatron turn on him was a betrayal he never wanted to experience again, and yet he's fallen for someone who simply sees him as an opportunity for revenge. You have always been agonizingly honest.
He could never truly hope to have you; it's a fool's errand. But despite your rough disposition, Optimus can see you trying: looking to fit in among the Autobots even when you feel painfully out of place. While the Autobots are noble, willing to help each other no matter the cost, you hold no such self-sacrificing ideals. You would throw everything, everyone, on the line to kill Decepticons. Optimus loathes that sort of thinking in other mechs, but he can't help admiring such steadfast determination in you.
Sometimes he can catch you sitting alone on the rocky, red terrain of Earth at night, hiding away from the complications of living among other mechs. That is when you are most receptive of his attention, you let Optimus gaze upon you as the moon throws it's light across your now shining armor. It's soft touch shows him all the subtleties of your faceplate he never gets to fully appreciate in a room of other mechs. If he looked hard enough he could probably still see the scars of welds long since healed, could smell the acrid stench of burnt protoform clinging to you. Optimus pushes those memories down to see you for who you are. Scared, wounded, and alone, but determined. Your strength is reliable, but your companionship is fleeting.
You pretend not to notice the way Optimus' optics bore into you. He's the last person you ever wanted to love, but the spark will hardly ever take no for an answer.
Also some drawings of my AU redesigns of Optimus and Megatron
i think that Carly is a Certified Girlboss and should’ve been more prominent!!! also I am making her in her early twenties considering she is in MIT and also Spike canonically said that he isn’t old enough to drive so that’s weird >://
Now, if all of the OP’s met (minus Shattered Glass OP/Nemesis) all I can imagine is them being fathers towards all of the Autobots and humans, and then giving a ton of inspirational speeches most of the time.
I NEED some horny little Decepticon recruit majorly thirsting after some enemy leader Optimus Prime, would probably fit best in G1 with all the wackiness going on there but don’t really care which universe
It's not that you want to scare him. Quite the opposite! You wish he found you charming and beautiful, a Mirage or Knockout. Maybe then he would look twice at you. He would shine that warmth your way.
Him. Sweet Optimus Prime. Oh, how the syllables roll of your glossa. It thrills you to the core, lights you aflame, sends your cold Decepticon spark spinning. Sweet Optimus Prime, noble Optimus Prime, willing to jump in front of gunfire for his own soldiers. You may be loyal to the Decepticon cause, but there is something about his passion that is undeniable. He always speaks with such power, sending pleasant tremors through your frame. If only you could get those kind optics on you for but a moment.
It's not like you're blind. You can be intense; some of your own comrades have called you creepy. Wide, unblinking optics like a doe, perhaps a touch too unsettling, and a rather strange disposition. No, it's no wonder why you can't turn his helm. In fact, it practically burns you up with jealousy to think that one of those unworthy Autobots could be in his berth. Even worse if it's a human! Such unworthy insects. You don't know why he fights so fiercely for them, but it is that undying fire that is exactly how he has come to dominate your processor.
There is nothing you want more than to hold him down and worship him, helm to pede, to give him everything he could ever desire. If only he would grace you with a look or a word. You watch him across the battlefield, optics like a predator, distracted from pummeling that no good Lancia.
But perhaps he is not so blind to your feelings. As you're helping Swindle limp away from battle, Optimus catches your wishful gaze and, instead of recoiling as so many past beloveds have done before, he slides that loathsome mask away to give you the gentlest of smiles. The barest peek of denta over a plush bottom lip. Oh, how he sends your spark leaping from it's chamber. His meddlesome Second and Third-in-Command shoot you worrisome looks as they attempt to whisk your love away, but they can't stop what has been set in motion. He looked at you! Smiled at you! That wide, dependable servo coming up to offer a near sheepish wave. A simple gesture that looks so grand coming from your one and only.
There is an undeniable skip in your step as Megatron calls for a retreat, your uneasy comrades creating a wide berth as you trot past. You'll take a million defeats across this horrible dirt ball if it means he will give you that sweet grin once more.
Despite Prowl's insistence, Optimus waves away his worries, "They're harmless." Optimus chooses not to mention the numerous times he's seen you watching him, well aware how often you sneak around the Ark just for a chance to spy on him. Well aware how you've taken a shine to him. It's quite flattering. As long as your sneaking is not on Megatron's orders, which he highly doubts, there's no use getting you into trouble.
everything here is so classically g1. jokes that arent sure if theyre jokes. starscream declaring himself leader because megatron mispronounced a word. [takes off and immediately crashes]. the awful lip sync. optimus putting ravage in the trash. megatron and starscream bitching match. "i never miss at this range" [misses]. megatrons dance and flail. im so serious g1 is awful and one of the funniest shows ive ever seen