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juliearchery107 · 1 year

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If Optimus was the one who ventured into Megatron's mind in "Sick Mind":

Optimus: I really don't understand why we can't get along. We wish for the same thing, do we not?

Megatron: What, New Kaon?

Optimus: My death.

Megatron: ...

Megatron: Optimus are you okay?

Optimus: *barely holding back tears* No.

#transformers prime #Optimus prime #megatron #tfp optimus prime #tfp megatron #Optimus needs a hug #and help too #that would be nice #someone hug him

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skatermusic · 10 months

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Optimus rarely cries, but when he does, it's always when the bots are recharging. He conjunx Ratchet comforts him.

#tfp optimus prime #tfp ratchet #optimus needs a hug #headcanons

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driftsart · 2 months

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Megatron is such a depressed bot, I wanna hug him and bring him a snack 😔

#transformers #au #ask #ask post #digitalart #art #photoshop #character design #decepticons #Megatron #Knockout #he deserves the world #he needs all the hugs in the world #he is really depressed though #he misses Optimus a lot #he feels that the whole war is his fault which isnt true :(#GUYS I NEED HIM RN I WANT TO HUG HIMM #GUYS HELP RAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH

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still-not-over-transformers · 6 months

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Sometimes I forget that G1 Optimus straight up picked up Bumblebee like a toddler and hugged him. Thanks internet!

#transformers #transformers g1 #optimus prime #g1 optimus prime #bumblebee #g1 bumblebee #thanks internet #we need more hugs #I would like a hug too

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smolstarthief · 2 months

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This part of "Transformers: The Covenant of Primus" gets me every. Damn! Time!

Optimus... Just realizing that he isn't alone... And feeling despair over Bumblebee being (temporarily) killed... Break my heart why don't you?? 💔😭

Like no, honey... You were never alone! They all love and care about you damn it!

#starchild rambles #transformers #transformers prime #the covenant of primus #tfp #tfp spoilers #tfp optimus #optimus prime #why does this also give me p5r third semester ending flashbacks too??#if that's the case then that would VERY much explain my taste in fictional characters more now...#optimus you need a hug so badly!!!#i will defend this version of the character till my dying days #i know people tend to debate on the canonical nature of this book but I'd say it's canon (save for some errors)

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thewallsaretalking-again · 8 months

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“HAHAHA! look at his audial finals! Theyre taller than his fraggin' head!"

“Forget the finals length, look at his legs! He’s got SKYSCRAPERS for stabilizing servos!”

The young bots continued to hurl childish insults at Orion, who could do nothing but sit and watch as the loud voices of his peers rang through the hallway, bringing even more attention to the spat. The students had begun to gather around, some of them starting to snicker at the faces Orion made.

It was one of the few days where Orion was outside of the achives; a school day. It was the end of his second week at [REDACTED]. Like many new sparklings, Orion was having a bit of a hard time adjusting to his new environment and schedule: But he had a very different cause for it. Orion was, in human terms, around seven or eight, but he was only now being put into school for the first time. He knew practically nothing compared to other other bitlets his age. This, Again, was common for many sparklings, especially those of the lower castes; But this again brings up many other problems. Orion had spent half of his life tucked away from civilization in the cybertronian wilds, where food was scarce and life was scarcer. Being taken into Iacon city so suddenly had jolted his senses to an overwhelming point, and randomly being taught to talk and how and have manners was almost a breaking point for the young mech.

Now, Orion was facing a new and very real threat; socialization. Alpha Trion had hoped seeing bots his age would relax Orion some; possibly make his feel more at ease; but the opposite had happened. And, unfortunately. this as just the first of many, MANY rough encounters that Orion would have

“Haha…ew, EW! Look at his denta! They’re so sharp! What’s wrong with him?"

"Sweet Solus Prime! His servos are so sharp! Those things could rip a scraplet apart!”

“EEK! He’s looking at me! Get those creepy eyes off me you freak!”

Orion backed up even further as the crowd got closer and closer to him. Hearing himself clang into the corner of the hallway, Orion reached around the wall for something to grab onto. When he found nothing, he clutched his clawed servos to his chest and tried to make himself as small as possible, letting out an animalistic whimper.

The crowd roared with laughter at the strange sound he made, and only continuer to point out the things that were "wrong" with him: His long arms, his thin stature, his lack of armor; on and on the bitlets went, no sympathy running though their systems.

Just as Orion felt the farmiliar prick of tears in his optics, the bell rang, telling the botlings that they could now leave for the day. As the other botlings ran out the door, Orion blinked and lubricant steamed down his face. He stood there thinking of everything his peers had said about him, feeling something twist inside him as he gingerly grabbed his denta. Alpha Trion has always told him that wrongs could be righted… could he right this? This… none of this made sense…

“Hey! Get out of here you little rust stain! Schools out!”

Orion jumped at the obnoxious sound of his teachers voice. He scurried out of the hallway, head spinning, his metaphorical tail between his legs.

(BONUS)

Alpha trions heels clicked as he walked through the hall of records, looking for Orion. He noticed that Orion had been running off with increasing frequency since he bagan school half a cycle ago. Alpha Trion had begun to grow worried; Orion only talked about the things he learned at school and not about his peers or teachers. Not to mention, when he talked about the things that he learned he sounded… somewhat passionless about it. He always came home looking tired and defeated, and Alpha Trion was becoming more and more worried.

He quickly stopped and adjusted his audio receptors. Listening as well as he could, he faintly heard a sound resembling sudden puffs of air. Following the sound, it led him to an old storage room in the back of the archives. Everything back here was dark and musty, probably rusty and broken too, he thought to himself as he stared at an old toolbox left lying open in the middle of the hallway. Hearing the sound he was following again, he listened closely. It sounded almost like… Alpha Trion immediately perked up, running to a storage room a few rooms down and swiftly opening the door.

Alpha Trions spark sank as he stared at the scene before him. Orion was sitting in front of a dusty, broken mirror with a pair of rusty pliers in his servo; they were clamped onto one of his sharpest teeth, and were being tugged at viciously. Poor Orion was sobbing uncontrollably as he continued to make himself bleed. Alpha Trion rushed over, putting his servo over Orions, making him stop in his tracks. Orion glanced at him with a face full of sadness. Nothing was said as Orion dropped the rusty pliers and fell into Alpha Trions open arms. Alpha Trion sighed; he had a sneaking suspicion as to why Orion was so vague about his life outside of the Archives… And he had a horrible feeling about it…

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Heheh terrible oneshot(s) go brrrr

No but seriously I had this idea late yesterday and I wanted to post it today but I ended up having stuff to do so I posted it tonight instead. This is less of feral Orion, but more post-feral Orion and the some of the struggles he faces in his everyday life (As well as giving some hints as to why Optimus ended up the way he is now). This ended up being a bit more serious than I intended it to be in all actuality, but you can’t really tell why from this part of the story alone. I’ll probably post that tommorow.

Also just for the record this thing was written on the fly, wasnt proof read, or just generally didn’t get any of that nice professional stuff, so that’s probably why is 1. Sucks 2. Has some gramatical or punctuation errors.

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jay-birbs-can-draw · 5 months

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Can you drown if you never needed air in the first place?

I’m not sure, but I’ve been here so long it doesn’t feel as bad anymore.

Drawing things underwater is hard.

#depression metaphor my beloved #i think #I dunno I just thought of it #he needs a hug #transformers #tfp #art #artists on tumblr #tfp optimus prime

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aggressivedaikons · 2 months

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tfp oplita is literally just "me and the bad bitch i pulled by being autistic" change my mind

#ok but tfp prime so autistic #and orion pax ABSOLUTLEY #i love them both babiesssd mmmm he needs a hug #and Elita??? MMMM WOMEN #SHE FINE LIKE DAYUM 🤭#emotionally confused and repressed big boi meets small angry girlboss gremlin who only had him for half a day #and if anything bad happened to him she'd kill everyone in the room and than herself #tfp #optimus #oplita #tfp optimus prime #optimus x elita #elita one

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nash-artz-my-gays · 1 year

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Please Listen

Little story for @pastelpaperplanes Thorns and Thrones Au(based on some of the sadder art hehe)

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“Orion, please, look at me, please, listen…” Megatron spoke softly, a gentle servo raised to cup the young knight’s cheek, only for Orion to pull away harshly. Refusing to meet Megatron’s optics. It broke the larger mech’s spark, he just wanted Orion to look at him, he wouldn't care if Orion was angry, he had every right, but this hurt more.

“Why should I? Give me one good reason Megatronus- I mean Lord Megatron.” The way Orion said his name, ‘Lord Megatron’, Megatron could feel the venom dripping from those words, the betrayal and distrust. He found himself lucky to be near the young knight. “Just, leave me. I realized now you were just using me, you never cared, just trying to get me to let my guard down! I-I even thought I was i-in..” Orion couldn’t even finish his words, so full of sparkbreak, the tears streaming down his soft face. He was caught off guard as his chin was lifted and he looked up at Megatron. The large mech gently wiped away the tears.

“Dearspark, please listen, I would never lie to you about how I felt. Every word I said to you was never a lie, yes, I lied about who I was, but not to hurt you. But I am still the mech you have traveled with for so long, please, don't let this end us. I’d never use you, never take advantage of you, I'd protect you with my very life!” Megatron pleaded, his servos now going to hold Orion’s as he got on one knee and held Orion’s servos to his spark. “My spark beats for you my dearest, always and forever. Orion couldn't help his tears as he looked down at Megatron, his optics glossed over by tears. His lip quivered as he leaned forwards and pressed his forehelm to Megatron’s as the mech took Orion into his arms and held him close.

“I-I thought I loved you… I-I was so wrong… w-why does this hurt so much..?” Orion asked between sobs as he moved to press his face to Megatron’s chassis, held in protective and safe arms, it hurt so much, all of this.

Megatron had no words and just gently kissed Orion’s helm, rubbing his back soothingly and promised to Primus he’d get that allspark, if not himself for his love, he didn’t want the mech he cherished to hate him. But he’d rather that than anything else. He needed Orion happy. “Orion, look at me please.” Megatron spoke softly, and finally, Orion looked at Megatron, no help required. “We will get the allspark and you will finish your quest. You being happy is what matters to me. I am not the same mech I once was because of you. You made me a better mech, and I just want to see you smile again, so please, listen to me and let me help you.” Megatron said softly.

Orion was quiet before looking away, his audial fins back as he bit his lip slightly. He then moved out of Megatron’s arms and got up, running his hands over his own arms and shifting away.

“You help me get the allspark, then you leave me alone for the rest of your life, don’t come near me.” Orion then spoke gathering his things, grabbing the map and his sword. He’d never trust Megatron fully again.

Megatron only nodded as he got up and when he tried to touch his little knight, the meg slapped his hand away. He was still upset.

“And NO more touching me!” Orion snapped before he started to walk along the path they had in front of them.

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Not that long but ive been listening to music all day and i couldn’t NOT! Anyways enjoy this angst

#my work #transformers #transformers animated #thorns and thrones au #megop #tfa megop #tfa megatron #tfa optimus prime #megatron #optimus prime #this is so sad and i love how i wrote this #short story #poor megs tho #he tried to comfort his love onluy to get harsh words! it worked at first though #they need to just hug and make up #angst

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king-starscreams-fics · 6 months

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Title prompt: Wishful Thinking

Wishful Thinking

Megatron has admired Optimus Prime for... a while. Longer than he would ever admit, even to himself.

He sometimes wishes that he could tell him, but Optimus has always made it clear, in the nicest possible way, that he is not interested in him.

When all is said and done, he knows that he should be grateful. At least he has the Autobot Leader's friendship, after all. That alone is more than he could ever earn or deserve.

Language: English

Words: 4,790

Chapters: 2/2

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cc-cobalt-1043 · 10 months

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Transformers robots in disguise 2015 "the Shadow lurks:

chapter 3: dwelling

Jetstorm awoke with a gasp, he'd had another nightmare.

He pulled his knees up to his chest as tears rolled from his optics, he could feel his whole frame trembling.

He hated these nightmares, but he just couldn't get rid of them, why couldn't they just go away.

Sighing he got up from his berth and grabbed the music player Sideswipe had gotten him for his birthday a few months ago and as quietly as he could left their room to get a cube of energon.

After drinking the energon cube he sat atop the ledge overlooking the scrapyard.

He reached over for his music player and for a while simply basked in the melodious feeling that the music provided.

He sat like this for a while before getting up and deciding to head back to the scrapyard.

As he got up, the song "creep" started playing on Jetstorm's music player.

Despite the overall dark tone of the song he rather liked it, in a way it resonated with him.

The song played as he walked back down to the scrapyard and through the gates.

He came to a stop in front of a stasis pod and shuddered at the form inside.

It was him.

Even unconscious Shadow Raker's form seemed to sneer down at him, Jetstorm shivered at the unpleasant memories just looking at his former master gave him, yet at the same time he couldn't look away.

Jetstorm was worried that Shadow Raker would break out and most likely come after him and his brother.

Drift had assured both him and Slipstream that the pod was sealed tight and there was no way Shadow Raker would escape.

But for once Jetstorm didn't fully believe his teacher.

He knew fine well Shadow Raker has escaped far worse than this and he had a nagging suspicion thst he wasn't quite through seeing his former master yet.

Unable to look at the pod anymore Jetstorm went to the command center and sat down against the cold metal exterior that was the former front section of the Alchemor.

He reached for his music player and turned it back on.

Jetstorm could feel his optics becoming heavier and heavier and at some point the darkness swallowed him whole.

Meanwhile Optimus was approaching the command center.

He had gone for a night time drive, as he often did to try and relax and was just returning.

When he returned he recognised the faint sound of what he recognised as Music playing from near the command center.

He arrived at the command center and saw a form he recognised as Jetstorm passed out in front of him.

Worried he knelt down and performed a quick scan of the young minicon relieved to find he was only recharging.

However he decided he would have Ratchet check him over just in case.

Comming Ratchet to meet him at the medical tent Optimus picked up Jetstorm and carried him with ease to the medical tent.

Ratchet met him at the tent alongside Drift.

"Is he alright?" Drift asked looking extremely worried.

"He's fine Drift, I just want Ratchet to run a few scans just to be sure." Optimus said.

Drift nodded though he didn't look very reassured.

Optimus lay Jetstorm down on the berth.

Ratchet ran his scanner over the young minicon.

Once that was done he looked at the results.

"Drift, has he been sleeping?" Ratchet asked.

"He says he has, but I honestly doubt he has." Drift said.

"Well he definitely hasn't, he hasn't slept in 2 weeks, his systems eventually crashed as a result." Ratchet said.

"What can I do to help him?" Drift asked.

"I'm going to give him a sedative to help him tonight, but I suggest trying to talk to him, if he won't talk to you I would suggest someone who knows how to deal with trauma like his." Ratchet said.

"Windblade mentioned she had a friend named Chromia who is a therapist, she said she would talk to her about getting her to talk to Jetstorm, I may have her talk to Slipstream as well, he hasn't said so but I believe he is also suffering." Drift said.

"Good idea, I know very well about this sort of thing." Ratchet said nodding.

Ratchet went to prep the sedative.

Drift looked over at Jetstorm who had begun to stir.

"Huh, what's going on?" Jetstorm asked in a panicked voice looking around rapidly.

Before Drift could do anything Optimus went over to Jetstorm and put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"Everything is alright, you should be resting young one." Optimus said in a reassuring voice.

"I can't, I'm scared." Jetstorm said tears streaming from his optics.

"Everything is alright little one, you're safe." Optimus said rubbing Jetstorm's shoulder comfortingly.

Something the prime said must of worked because Jetstorm closed his optics and was immediately fast asleep.

"It comes from experience." Optimus said seeing the suprised look on Drift's face.

Ratchet administered the sedative and after a moment allowed Drift to take Jetstorm back to the ship.

Slipstream was awake when Drift returned.

"Is he alright, master Drift?" Slipstream asked.

"He is fine now Slipstream." Drift said setting Jetstorm down on his berth.

Drift sighed before looking at Slipstream.

"Slipstream, a friend of Windblade is coming tomorrow to...talk with you and Jetstorm." Drift said.

"You mean a therapist." Slipstream said seeing right through Drift's words.

"Yes." Drift said nodding.

Slipstream was about to speak but Drift interrupted.

"And before you say you don't need it, you do, you are just as upset as Jetstorm is, you were trying to hide it but I can tell, I know you well enough Slipstream." Drift said.

Slipstream sighed and nodded, admittedly he was extremely tense, and had been since Shadow Raker had been captured, but he thought he'd gotten good at hiding it by now.

Drift seemed to notice what Slipstream was thinking and pulled the young minicon closer, very much like you would an upset child.

Slipstream and Jetstorm basically were kids.

"You shouldn't have to hide your feelings Slipstream, they are every bit as important to me as everybody else's, I don't want you to be upset or scared to communicate how you feel." Drift said.

Slipstream tensed visibly then sighed.

"Admittedly I am worried master, he has escaped far worse than this in the past and if he does escape, he could hurt me and Jetstorm again." Slipstream said.

"Listen to me Slipstream, you are my students and therefore my responsibility, if he wants to get near you, he'll have to pry you from my sparkless husk." Drift said.

Slipstream seemed slightly reassured but Drift could tell he was still worried.

"Rest Slipstream, we will discuss this more in the morning." Drift said.

Slipstream nodded and lay down falling back to sleep.

Drift watched both his students for a moment to make sure they were both peacefully resting before laying down and falling asleep himself.

Cybertron:

Chromia looked over the two files she was given.

Windblade had contacted her earlier in the day and asked if she could speak to a close friend's, pupils as she put it.

She was now studying the files before she left.

Name: Slipstream

Age: 15

Personality: loyal, kind, humble, slightly stubborn

Issues that need addressing: will often not talk about issues that bother him, doesn't believe his opinions are valid despite being told they are, will often bottle up anger or stress and won't discuss it

Chromia frowned, that certainly wasn't good, she'd dealt with this sort of thing herself and she knew it was never good to bottle up stress or anger.

However she was confident she could get through to him.

She turned to the other file.

Name: Jetstorm

Age: 12

Personality: kind, loyal, brave, stubborn, humorous, adventurous and full of energy

He also loves music

Issues that need addressing: like Slipstream he often won't talk about issues that bother him, will often close himself off when upset, severe lack of confidence in himself despite reassurance from others, like Slipstream will often bottle up anger or stress

Chromia's frown deepened as she read Jetstorm's file, clearly she was going to have her work cut out with these two, but she was going to do her best to help them.

She packed a few things then went to her assistant Moonracer.

"Moonracer, I need to leave for a little while, could you take charge while I'm gone?" She asked.

"Of course." Moonracer said nodding.

Chromia thanked her and left.

As she left she got on the comm, she knew another bot who could help her, a bot she knew would also be very happy to return to Earth.

#transformers rid2015 #transformers #drift transformers #slipstream transformers #jetstorm transformers #drift is a worried dad #slipstream is scared #slipstream needs a hug #Jetstorm is tired #and scared #jetstorm needs a hug #jetstorm and slipstream deserved better #drift is trying his best #optimus prime #ratchet transformers #chromia transformers

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juliearchery107 · 2 months

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I wrote a Transformers fic:

Summary: Isn't it ironic that it's easier to be open with your greatest enemy, than with your best friend?

Optimus's processor clearly seems to think so.

When pinned down by a cave in with Megatron, it makes him talk.

(give it a looksie! It's good I promise!)

#Transformers Prime #optimus prime #optimus needs a hug #megatron loves to fight #fanfiction author #fanfiction

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skatermusic · 2 years

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Fowler, more than once, has walked in on Optimus hugging one of the other bots. He's used to it. @poptimus-prime

#transformers prime #optimus needs a hug #tfp optimus #optimus gives the best hugs #tfp agent fowler

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prissnukem · 1 year

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#beast machines #rattrap #optimus primal #cheetor #blackarachnia #mercenary pursuits #beast wars #spoilers #he needs a hug #=(

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seytazen · 2 years

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Daily Transformer Ramble;

So we know that Roller exists, and we know that he’s pretty attached to Optimus’s character. But I don’t really recall ever getting a real explanation for why Roller is around Optimus. So I made one up.

So Roller appears to be not exactly sentient, but does seem to be at least aware of his surroundings and able to react to stimulus, so thus Roller is alive. This makes Roller to be a kind of animal in my mind. (Or a highly advanced drone with some serious AI, but come on work with me.) Roller also appears to be able to understand instruction and such from what we see of him.

So.

What if.

What if Roller is the equivalence of a service animal for Optimus?

I love the image of Optimus just not having a very good mental day and Roller just beeping at him, and running into his ankle over and over again, sending a notification to him to take his meds, or to remember to eat, or maybe he has a little claw appendage he can deploy to grab things like an energon cube, medicine, or a comm to Ratchet.

And maybe Roller can apply some kind of EM field pressure if he’s close. Or Optimus sitting at his desk just sitting at his desk with Roller at his feet-

There’s a lot of possibilities.

All I know is that Optimus has an emotional support roomba.

#transformers #optimus prime #g1 tf #daily does of headcanons #seytazen's drabbles #headcanon #roller #Optimus is depressed #he needs a hug

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cybertronian-reader-imagines · 5 months

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How about someone who was recently turned into a Cybertronian and Team Prime tended to and comforted them? They have a lot of adjusting to do! 👀

TW: A bit of implied disassociation because, holy shit, suddenly you're a giant metal robot and that's kinda hard to wrap your newly non-organic brain around.

((Knock Out is here because there is not enough Autobot!Knock Out and I love him.))

Team Prime comforting Reader, who just got turned into a Cybertronian, would include...

Optimus reassures you from the first moment that you have a safe home with Team Prime, should you choose to stay with them. Of course, you do. He makes sure you have the time and space to adjust and be comfortable with your new body before jumping into anything. He's just there if you need him, which some days is more helpful than everyone's else's efforts to offer unsolicited advice right off the bat.

Bumblebee helps you adjust to having wheels by challenging you to races that double as training whenever possible. He is almost certainly going easy on you, but nobody ever tells you as much.

Bulkhead is the first to realize that maybe you just really need a damn hug right now, if only because he's not very good with words. He hugs you and reassured you that it will be okay, and you're amazed how warm and fuzzy you feel afterwards, even though you're fairly sure your new body doesn't actually feel such minute temperature changes.

Ratchet tries to be "comforting" by explaining how your new body works... in detail that goes way, WAY over your head. But eventually, you get him talking about Cybertron's history and culture, and realize that your two species aren't all that different after all, which helps more than an anatomy lesson ever could.

Smokescreen is quick to remind you that you don't have to go back to your boring human school/job/house/whatever. Depending on how much you liked/disliked your old life, this is either incredibly helpful or incredibly irritating. If you get upset with him though, he's quick to apologize, and it's hard not to be comforted by that well-meaning smile and a servo patting your shoulder.

Arcee might somehow be even more protective of you than she is of the humans - she knows what happens when bots overestimate how much they can handle, and she figures that's really easy to do when you go from being a tiny, fragile human to a giant robot. Sometimes it's hard to hear her remind you that you're still mortal, but she means well. "Okay Mom, I get it."

Wheeljack, like Bulkhead, isn't very good with words, but he's also not very good with affection. What he can do, however, is listen. He's there the first time you get frustrated with the rest of the Team - not because they truly did anything wrong, but because being cramped into a tiny base with people you've just met will irritate anyone - and he never breathes a word of what you vented to the others. The Wreckers had their spats too - he knows you'll all be cool at the end of the day.

Oh Primus help Ultra Magnus he doesn't have a comforting servo in his body, but at least he's honest about that. In fact, he's the best bot to go to when you're ready to have things less sugarcoated.

Knock Out doesn't understand what the fuss is about - why would anyone ever want to be a squishy, gross organic when they could be Cybertronian? Humans couldn't turn into cars, for one, and couldn't be polished. He gives you a fresh coat of paint and polish and tells you how much better you look now - it does help, in a way. Being able to pick out new paint makes you feel a little more like your new body is really your body.

But honestly? Your biggest comfort might just be Jack, Miko, and Raf, if only because they will remind you any time you so much as frown just how cool being a giant robot is. And then you remember, yeah, it is pretty cool, actually.

#EVERYONE is here!#platonic #x reader #tfp x reader #transformers x reader #maccadam #optimus #bumblebee #bulkhead #ratchet #smokescreen #arcee #wheeljack #ultra magnus #knock out #jack #miko #raf #cybertronian reader

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