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opendoorlorien · 7 days
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disconnect that wire!
(based on this G1 scene 👇)
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brookriver-mudlark · 1 year
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(excerpt from Transformers: Exodus)
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me too, orion
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"Hello my old heart"
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ragingbookdragon · 5 months
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A Guardian For All
TFP Optimus Prime x Reader
Word Count: 1.1K Warnings: None
Author's Note: Okay look, OP has a chokehold on me in all forms. Enjoy! -Thorne
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She’d somehow managed to become the in-resident mom, even though she was just in her junior year at college, after tracking down the three teens to the silo. To say it had been a surprise, to see and learn of the Autobots and the multitudes that came with the robots, would be an understatement. And yet, she fit right in, even with Miko’s constant, “She’s like a mom!” complaints.
Fortunate enough to be able to focus solely on schoolwork and not juggle a job, she was able to spend more time with the Autobots and learning about them. When the teens were there, she spent time utilizing the kitchen that was seemingly untouched by the Autobots—and why would they use it? They didn’t even consume human food. Often times, she made the three meals they had skipped in order to come to the silo and be with their guardians.
Guardians.
Jack had Arcee.
Miko had Bulkhead.
Raf had Bumblebee, and at times, Ratchet.
She didn’t have one.
Not that she needed one, of course. While she worried about the others running around with Decepticons, she felt it was the best course of action to not leave the silo all that much on missions. Typically, she stayed behind and helped Ratchet, well, when he decided he “needed” the help. She thought it didn’t bother her as much as it did until she was sitting up on the higher level, watching as the three teens played games and laughed with their guardians. Even Ratchet was smiling along with them.
“Are you in need of assistance?” A voice sounded beside her, and she blinked, looking over to meet Optimus’s gaze.
“Huh?”
He smiled easily. “You’ve been stuck on that page in your book for almost ten minutes.” His optics scanned the paper. “If I am correct, the answer for the question at the bottom is, ‘D. Administration of immunosuppressive medications.’”
She smiled, laughing with slight embarrassment, and shook her head. “Oh, no, the questions aren’t trouble.” Her eyes found the teens again. “I’m just…thinking.”
Optimus looked at the others with a calm look, an almost peacefulness. “Do you worry about them?”
“Sometimes,” she answered. “But I know that they would never let anything happen to the kids.”
He looked back at her. “Then it is not the thought of them that is occupying your mind. What troubles you?”
Looking away, she scratched at her notebook. “It’s…not important, Optimus. Silly even.”
“If it is causing you this much time in thought, perhaps it is not something silly.”
Optimus was always the voice of reason, a testament to the eons of troubles he’d seen and experienced.
She let out a sigh and met his gaze once more, a bashful look on her face as she admitted, “I just sometimes think of what it would be like to have a guardian like they do, y’know? I mean, I don’t need one like Jack or Miko or Raf do, but…I don’t know, sometimes I just think it’d be nice to have that companionship, no, friendship like they do.” She waved a hand. “Just wishful thinking, Optimus.” When he didn’t respond, she looked over. “Optimus? Is everything okay?”
He seemed to be in deep thought himself but shook from it with a smile. “I’m fine, and I understand what you mean. Thank you for letting me know what troubled you. I am honored to have that trust.”
“Oh, you’re welcome, Optimus,” she murmured with a flush and grabbed her things as Raf started calling for her. “Time to head home for the night.” Reaching out, she gently laid a hand on Optimus’s shoulder. “Thank you for listening to me, Optimus. Maybe when Wheeljack gets back he can be mine,” she joked and grinned when Optimus chuckled along and helped her down to the ground level.
“Perhaps.”
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As the Christmas season reached its peak, schools had started letting out for the winter break. Most of her class at the local university had all left early for vacations out of state, but since she had no plans to leave Jasper for the holidays, she stayed through the end of the school week.
As she joked with the few remaining friends and acquaintances as they exited the building, one friend stopped and pointed at the truck parked by the street. “Woah,” they admired. “Whose ride is that?”
Her gaze turned to the truck and widened. “Optimus?” she quickly waved and hurried to him, opening the door and climbing in, shutting it behind her. “What are you doing here?” she asked, then she started worrying. “Oh no, are the kids okay? What happened? Who’s hurt?” frantically, she took out her phone, checking for missed calls or unseen texts. “Was it the Decepticons? Or was it MECH? Or was it—”
“Peace,” Optimus calmed as he pulled onto the street and drove through the town towards the base. “No one is hurt. No attack has occurred.”
Curiously, she looked at the steering wheel. “Then why…?” then it hit her and she sighed fondly. “Oh, Optimus, you didn’t have to do this.”
“I believe it is unfair to you to feel such a difference between the others when there are more than enough guardians left to be one of yours.” His voice was calm and easy like always. “It is…also nice to spend time with you outside of missions.”
She shifted into the driver’s seat and curled her legs underneath herself, leaning against the window. “That sounds like you like me, Optimus.”
“…Your companionship is desired long after you leave base,” he murmured and she smiled, looking at the steering wheel.
“I…feel the same,” she said and gently traced the Autobot symbol at the center. “Y’know Optimus…there’s a Christmas lightshow in the next couple cities over.” She shrugged slightly. “I think the others could hold down the base for a few hours while we were out…don’t you?”
He let out a hum. “We really shouldn’t stray too far from Jasper without them.” Just as she was about to sigh and nod, he added, “But I agree, they could survive without us for some time. Besides…I have never seen Christmas lights. I wonder if they’ll be as beautiful as you are.”
She felt her cheeks warm at his words and she looked out the window with a giddiness in her chest. “You’re just pulling my leg.”
“It would be dishonorable to lie, even more so to lie about the beauty you possess,” he replied, and she could just hear the grin in his voice. “Now, what was that city, and which way to it?”
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jaysdoodlehell · 16 days
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Day 2 - Love
So here is a little love letter to all my fellow birb enjoyes >:3
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lunarbreaksblog · 6 months
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Hi! if the request/ask is open, if so, could you do of tfp, with human (gn! or f!) Reader? Romantic/Platonic
This Human's a cinnamon roll, somewhat naive/innocent (and has similar personality/backstory of Perrito from the Puss in Boots movie or Fluttershy from MLP). They're very motherly and being nurse/therapy-like friend and also a Pacifist yet can be passive-aggressive…
I just decided to do an Autobot version :)
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Autobots with a Cinnamon roll!Gender neutral!Reader
You are an absolute cinnamon roll that the Autobots collectively decided to adopt. They might not know much about humans but can see the telltale signs, even if they are a different species from you— abuse is always the same.
The fact that you remain so naive and happy. That's what makes you special to them and the fact that you always try to help others.
Optimus prime:
Absolutely applauds you for everything you manage to do, loves your pacifism stance. Most importantly you know when pacifism doesn't work.
Loves helping you with things when has the time since you would do the same for him.
Basically you guys get on like a old 'but still very much in love' married couple
Ratchet:
He really does like you however your optimistic view annoy him at times but he appreciate your views, it gives me some glimmer of hope in this war.
Asks you questions about mental health since human mental health is basically cybertronian mental health— which he finds interesting on its own but learning more about humans seem to add more layers to your personality.
Is always sweet to you and raf❤
Bulkhead:
From his experience in the wreckers— he can see your masking since half the boys in the wreckers didn't have 'the greatest of mental healths'
Absolutely adores you tho, he's patient he'll wait for you to open up to him.
Likes to remind you that he is there for you.
Loves the fact that you try to nurse him sometimes.
Bumblebee;
Just like Bulkhead he adores you so much— with your motherly attitude, he loves chatting with you— telling you some of his problems or what things he found difficult that day.
You just listen and him your two cents every now and then, he loves it!
However he does notice how wrong somethings are whenever you talk about your childhood. He knows enough about what a childhood should be and what it shouldn't be
Arcee:
Is a little confused by you.
Shes annoyed on one hand with your naive nature but on the other hand— she gets it
She's also been done dirty by the universe and she can see it in you as well. The fact that you continue with your pacifism even when injured so badly— shes uncomfortable with it.
You are so much stronger than her.
The fact you let her talk to you about her issues and the fact that you listen and try to help!
She's going to protect you to the ends of the earth.
Feel free to request!
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I saw a Youtube comment talking about how, in the episode "Crosscross," Silas was able to track Jack's location and personal info via social media, so why didn't the Decepticons just do THAT all this time, so they could track the humans/Autobot base?
Then all the commenters agreed that it's because the CAPTCHA "I am not a robot" thing actually works on Decepticons, because they are, in fact robots.
I love this and it shall now be my crack headcanon.
(In all seriousness, I actually don't think it's a plot hole. I think it's a great example of the Decepticons' characterization.
The real reason Decepticons never tried social media tracking is because they're too proud to use human technology. To them, it's considered "inferior."
I'm fascinated by the idea that, if they hadn't underestimated human technology, they could have found all these Autobot secrets, like the location of their base and humans, EASILY. But they never bothered, because "oh, that's worthless human tech."
Keep in mind, in one episode, Starscream actually did explore the human internet, and almost located Bumblebee that way, but the others made fun of him for it (the tap-dancing monkey incident) so we can see they don't respect it enough to give it their time.
It also kinda shows how MECH, to some extent, has an advantage against the Autobots because they're all humans, and are therefore better aquatinted with Earth. Even Airachnid didn't realize social media would be a useful weapon until Silas explained it to her. The Decepticons are obviously more powerful since they're giant aliens, but MECH uses their humanity and Earth knowledge as their greatest strength. It's kinda neat.
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its-elioo · 7 months
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My friend, after reading the fic: Okay so, Optimus has one feisty and one energetic child now Me: Omg wait I have to draw this-
Parenthood ain't easy
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cardboardmoon · 1 month
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Bee thinks it makes him look sharp
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mychlapci · 2 months
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tfp ratchet large mommy milkers‼️
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yandere--stuck · 10 months
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Safety Hazard - Yandere!TFP!Ratchet x Human!Reader
You can't move. Can't speak. Can't even turn your head as you stare straight above you. You're too tired, but can't seem to fall asleep, either. A permanent state of disorientation and exhaustion as you try to make sense of the blue lights shining above you.
You flinch when something cold and metal makes contact with your face, body breaking into shivers as goosebumps pimple up over your skin.
"You are so cute, human…" Ratchet sighs, voice near a purr rumbling throughout his body, even to the singular digit that softly traced your face.
He knows he should use your name, but something about addressing you as 'human' makes something in his spark fizzle and burn. His little human. Almost like a toy, with how you lay so still and pliant on his medical berth.
All his.
The human body is so interesting. What Ratchet finds most fascinating is how susceptible your species is to chemical mixtures. Muscle relaxants and sleeping medicines slipped into a drink or meal before the team is supposed to head out for the day…
Now, he finally has one-on-one time with you. He didn't have the courage to confess to you, yet. And he's even more embarrassed to confess to his friends that he had feelings for you. For a human.
So, really, this is just practice! Practice for when it was finally the right time to confess to you. And when if you rejected him, he would have these memories to sustain him. Or, at least, he hoped they would. He'd done this plenty of times now, after all. Another great weakness of the human mind was that it lacked reliability when it came to accuracy and storage of memory, unlike a Cybertronian's.
A dark pulse of shame at the thought echoes throughout Ratchet's frame. In fact, maybe… Maybe this should be the last time.
"I love you so much," Ratchet confesses softly, as if that makes up for it. Gently, he moves his digit to settle against one of your pliant hands. Reflexively, your fingers flex. A shudder quakes you. The closest thing he can get to holding hands with you.
Part of him holds back because he knows there's so little he can do with you. But, an old bot like him can dream, can't he? Can dream of being young again. Before the war. When he was young, full of life and full of love.
And as much as he knows it will probably never work and that he should stop, he can't help himself. Ratchet wants more of you.
He vents shakily, looking over you as you rest on the berth. Slowly, he lifts himself onto the berth, crawling onto his stabilizers. He towers over you. And it both terrifies and electrifies him. Just being like this, close to you, you in his care, it's the most alive he's felt in years.
He's careful, though. Always, always careful. Careful never to hurt you. Careful to give the correct doses. Careful not to let you on to how he feels. Always so careful. So, so careful, it's exhausting.
Just once. He just wants to take one risk, and it'll be enough to last him an eternity. Ratchet puts all his weight on one servo as he used his other to slowly, carefully, cup your head. Just one, and it'll be enough.
"My human, if you love me back," Ratchet leans forward, daring to close his eyes. "Kiss me."
He lifted you up, nearly locking up as he felt the warmth of your lips on his dermas. You're perfect. So, so perfect. And so warm. So human.
Slowly, his servo roamed down your back, lifting you up closer to him, burying his face against your body as he peppered your face with kisses, sighing happily as he fully descended into the fantasy of you wanting him back, of loving him in return, of you being in control of his actions and not just forgetting this whole thing the moment you reawaken.
He hums as the shivers slowly melt away and you're once again pliant from the warmth of his heating helm and servos. He nearly becomes lost in pressing up against you. Trying to get closer. Closer. As close as a human and Cybetronian can get and maybe closer. Like he wants to hide you inside, keep you close to his spark.
Ratchet remembers himself, shaking the sparkstruck feeling off as he lays you back down against the berth, the mech being extra careful as he clambers down. Thank goodness no one was there to see that, how wreckless of him! No one should climb on a medical berth like that. You both could have gotten hurt…
As he watches you drift off to recharge- 'sleep', Ratchet finds himself lost in fantasies of doing this with you again very soon.
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isidora567 · 3 months
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Ok I got to ask. HOW ALL TRANSFORMERS HAVING LUXURIOUS VIHECLE MODE AND DIDN'T DRAW ANY ATTENTION TO THEMSELVES? Knockout is an goddeam Aston Martin one-77 it has only been 77 copies it the world and he cost 1.5 milion dolars, even in the show one person recognized him as European model. Wheeljack and Smokescreen are both expensive cars and Arcee is expensive motorcycle. If anything else they would probably end up on the internet and Decepticons would see them. How, especially Knockout with such a rare model? Also I think it would be funny if we had transformers that can transform into something cheap like Audi A4 or Fiat mini Cooper or something like that.
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robby-bobby-tommy · 11 months
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"Get in, loser. We're going to overthrow goverment!"
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weenwrites · 4 months
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TFP Optimus Prime, Bumbleee, and Shockwave with a human S/O who just casually mentions they've been to the Backrooms? Like they would always/sometimes mentions their past dangerous 'adventures' through countless Levels of the Backrooms, and would refuse to elaborate further (for fun, of course. The human would tell stories regardless) and the human is so deadpan/casual about it.
...Like imagine during a sppedway chase with the decepticons or the baddies, and the human would be like:
"Y'know, I've been chased like this before. In Level RUN For Your Life!. Different thing is that instead of Decepticons and cars, I gotta run through a straight hallway for 10 kilometers on foot whilst being chased by a horde of Smilers, Hounds, Skinstealers, Partygoers. Good times."
"the WHAT–"
I'm not sure if this counts as a crossover or no, so I'm sorry if it is—
A/N: Yipee ki-yay I like writing about the backrooms, so thank you!
[ Please do not repost, plagiarize, or use my writing for AI! Translating my work with proper credit is acceptable, but please ask first! ]
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Optimus
It's needless to say that's concerned about your past experiences in this alternate dimension. He's not quite sure what to make of your attitude towards the backrooms, so he doesn't ask you much about it, but he does offer to lend an ear to let you open up about your experiences.
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Bumblebee
He already thought that the shadowzone sounded bad enough, but to think that there's a whole 'nother dimension or world that you can fall into without the need of two groundbridges! He doesn't understand how you can be so jovial about an experience that nearly killed you, but he's amazed that you were able to survive there for who knows how long with all these things that want to kill you.
Since you seem pretty ok with talking about it, he'll ask you more about what it was like, how you got there, how you left, et cetera.. And if he ever learns that anyone can get stuck in the backrooms, he starts to get a little worried. What if you disappear there again? What if he disappears there? Ever since then he's started veering away from any "weirdly lit areas" or uncomfortable places in general, and it'll take him a while to let it go.
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Shockwave
He's not as disconcerted as you might expect. As he studied spacebridge technology and all the niche and esoteric sciences one would need to comprehend in order to engineer a space bridge, he became no stranger to the concept of alternate planes of existence, and these experiences of yours only corroborate his hypothesis. However, according to your experiences it sounds like the backrooms are of little use or value to him as of now.
Such an unstable environment could be a trove of endless potential and knowledge, yet without a reliable method of guaranteed transportation between the two worlds, it's more of a liability than an advantage over the autobots.
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cosmosnout · 2 years
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He definitely bullied his classmates in med-school
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lunarbreaksblog · 3 months
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*Crashing noise* *Glass shatters* *Rolls into ask box* A TF WRITER WITH OPEN REQUESTS? IN THIS ECONOMY? Ahem. Can I get hc's for how tfp team prime would react to human reader who can shapeshift into like a dragon (let's say like a light or night fury from httyd as kinda reference) and has secretly been sneaking away from the base at night to go destroy decepticon bases/get into minor scuffles.
Like reader wants to help the team, has feelings for a bot, but hides their abilities out of fear what they'd all think, and also has kept their feelings a secret. They feel like the team kinda dislikes the humans, so they try to help in secret this way, until their random small injuries and constant sleepiness give them away to everyone (Also I have a fem reader in mind but if you prefer gn that's fine too! Sorry if this is too much specifics lol but i like to give details to be helpful :> )
TFP!Autobots x Dragon!Human!Reader
Note: Bumblebee x reader-ish
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You are a mighty beast, you've lived for eons, seen kingdoms rise and fall. Now you've even seen other life not from your planet.
You take the appearance of human girl, one you knew once long ago. You even came to love the human girl but, she is long gone.
The robotic lifeforms notice you when you stand and watch them fight each other, you were intrigued by their weapons.it seemed like Dragon fire but more handable.
Soon, the Autobots took you in, the leader even made you want to fight for their side of their war. However, you couldn't help but notice the subtle way some of the robots would act around you and the others.
It made you angry to feel like you were underestimated.
Optimus prime
He knew something was up with you, had Ratchet do a scan on you when he first met you. The scan showed that you were human but some DNA of something was mixed with your own DNA.
When he sees new injuries littering your body with purple and yellow bruises as well as cuts. He immediately knows something is up.
When it comes clean that you've been destroying energon mines that the Decepticons had. It confuses him on how you do it until you reveal yourself.
Your dragon form towers from above his helm.
Everyone is freaked out until he steps in and asks that you don't put yourself in harm's way for the sake of his people and that he is proud of you for trying
Bumblebee
Is the one thats most freaked out but also so blown away. When you first 'transform', he wasn't expecting a scaly beast that towers over Optimus prime.
You did tell him your secret before, you trust him and he trust you. He'd just never imagined to see your other form. How your scales seem to reflect light, how mighty you looked and how beautiful you were.
Bulkhead
He won't admit it but he screamed a little since he was not expecting this on a Saturday night after you came back with more injuries.
He was concerned about you but now knew you could take care of yourself. You kinda scared him with those jagged teeth and spiked tail.
He loved you though, as a friend but respectfully you scared him
Arcee
Was ready to shoot you, she already went through the five stages of grief in a nanosecond as she aimed. Luckily the team took notice and stopped her before she could shoot.
She apologies for it but demands answers why you kept this form secret and that you cannot go hitting Decepticon bases all alone.
She scowled you like a mother
Ratchet
He knew you were different because of the scans, he just never thought this was it. That you were some so called mythic dragon from human stories.
He wants to laugh at but all that you see is him looking dead inside.
Accepts your form quite quickly, look he's seen things and will continue seeing weird things. This was quite tame
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