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lets-try-some-writing · 2 months

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I wanted to ask, in the kids turned sparkling au, Starscream was teaching Miko how to be the next winglord. Assuming he lived after Predacons Rising, or died and came back like Optimus, would she still treat him like a secondary parent, and eventually become winglord?

Ah yes Starscream.

Previous part here.

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The matter of Starscream was one Tari did not like to consider. She had memories of Starscream trying to kill her when she was still Miko, but she also had recollections of a time when things were better. She remembered Starscream carrying her through the skies, letting her small wings flutter with the currents before she had learned to fly. She could still recall when he'd held her in his arms, telling her tales of Vos and the glory of the city he proclaimed would one day be hers. She had listened with such intent that even as a fully framed adult, she couldn't help but sometimes wonder if he was still out there, and if he still cared.

She was happy being a Wrecker, and she was happy being away from her family, even if she missed them at times. But as she aged, she felt a void within her, one that was for once, not caused by the loss of her Sire. She remembered stories of the great city that even after Cybertron's restoration, was not again floating in the sky. Starscream had always said that it was the duty of all fliers to watch over their city, to protect it, and to ensure that all who followed after them would have a place to call home.

Tari remembered, and so she decided to act.

Before Optimus's return, she set out on a journey across the stars. Her goal was simple: Find Starscream and get him to help her restore Vos. Sure, he might have been a Decepticon, but her memory painted him as a far more reasonable mech than some of the Autobots she dealt with on a regular basis. And without her Sire? Well... maybe digging up a few old memories would do something good for her aching spark.

It was far easier than she expected to find Starscream, although it hurt to track him down. He was hidden on Earth, her world of origin (a fact she will only begrudgingly admit). When she found him, he was wrapped up in his plans to get back at everyone and everything. She took him by total surprise, and their first meeting was by no means the one she had been hoping for. Starscream didn't recognize her, all he saw was her Wrecker badge.

Tari: Starscream! Hold your fire! I come in peace!

Starscream: An Autobot comes in peace? HA! As if I would believe that!

Tari: My designation is Sagittarius, Tari for short. Don't you remember me?

Starscream: A flier named after this mudball's constellations? How the mighty have fallen.

Tari and Starscream shot at each other for a while, and in the end, Tari had to hunt him down several times over the course of a few months. It was due to this hunt that she ended up with Bumblebee and his team on Earth for a time. She needed the extra guns to get into the Decepticon base on Earth where Starscream was supposedly hiding out. Her adventures with Bumblebee and his team were a whole other series of shenanigans. But in the end, she got her prize.

"Well Autobot? You've caught me. Are you going to kill me now?"

"No, I want you to talk to me. Please, just take a moment and remember me Starscream. I've already lost Optimus, I don't want to lose the only other bot that came even close to being my Sire."

"..."

"Mistress of the Terran skies. That was your full designation... wasn't it?"

Silence reigned over the duo for a time as Tari led Starscream out in cuffs. He would still need to answer for his crimes... but she would do all she could to lessen the sentence. For once, he went along without argument and allowed Tari to take him back to Cybertron to face justice. Seeing her reminded him of what he had been hoping for all those years ago when the war still raged. He had all but forgotten the precious sparkling he'd been so keen to raise once Megatron died. Predacons, Vehions, Terrorcons... it had all kept him distracted, especially as he sought out his old frame once more.

He would need to make things better.

Tari returned him to Cybertron and worked with anyone willing to side with Starscream during his court case. With a lot of effort, she was able to convince the Council that keeping Starscream alive was not only beneficial, but in the best interest of all of Cybertron. How did she do this? Why, she simply made it clear that Starscream had named her the heir of Vos... on live television. What was the Council to do? If they claimed Tari was lying, they would be disregarding the words of the Prime's sparkling. If they claimed her station was irrelevant, then they would earn the collective ire of every flier on Cybertron. There was almost no choice but to let Starscream out on parole and give Tari the funds needed to begin preparing to rebuild Vos.

Tari and Starscream were still rather tense, but working together on a common goal eased a lot of the pain that had developed over the years. Starscream guided Tari in her efforts and covered for her when she returned to the Wreckers. He laid low when she wasn't around and taught her as much of the old culture of fliers as possible. Over time, the wounds healed, and Starscream was able to proudly call himself Tari's mentor. Optimus was not made aware of Starscream's station in Tari's life until Vos rose into the skies once more and Starscream was there to announce Tari is official heir. It was a shock to say the least, but Tari relished in the companionship of her old secondary caretaker.

"Thank you for coming back with me."

"Thank you for giving me a second chance. To see Vos rise once more is a far greater accomplishment than anything I ever did during the war."

"You aren't so bad Starscream."

"HA! Lord Megatron would have a thing or two to say about that!"

#transformers #maccadam #transformers prime #tfp kids as sparklings au #miko nakadai #starscream #alternate universe

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cyberrose2001 · 1 year

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TFP Optimus x human!fem!reader

“Hi Rose! First of all, I love your writing and I hope you are doing well! My request is NSFW (since I read that you take this sort of request), and I got an idea: TFP Optimus Prime x Female Reader in a f#ck or die situation. I hope it’s something you’re comfortable doing!” - Anon

Hi Anon! I'm doing well thank you! And thanks for requesting! I am comfortable with fuck or die fics/sex pollen, as long as it is not straight up non-consensual. Both parties have to have some sort of feelings for each other.

This is pretty long oops hehe, but I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Smut, dub-con, slight mention of bodily harm, slight angst, voyeurism.

Word count: 2566

The situation was… dire, to say the least. You thought that it would just be a recon mission with Bumblebee, nothing too serious, however things have turned ass over head now that Soundwave has shown up. You squirm and kick at his servos in a pathetic attempt to get him to release you, but it only made the Decepticon spy squeeze you tighter, “Let me the fuck go!”

Soundwave displayed no emotion whatsoever, typical. He turned around to face the Autobot that was advancing towards him, dodging the blasts aimed at the scout. Bumblebee then watched in horror as Soundwave turned back around and activated a ground bridge and entered through it, with you still in his grasp.

Oh shit, Bumblebee stared as the bridge disappeared, this is not good…

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN SOUNDWAVE TOOK HER?” Ratchet shouted at Bumblebee, who was is a panic trying to explain what had happened to you to the rest of the team, “What would HE want to do with a HUMAN?”

Bumblebee holds his servos up in defence, he beeps, I don’t know! I turned around for one second and then I see him grab her! I tried to get her back but he just up and left.

“Well now we have no idea where she is, for primus sake,” Ratchet scoffs, “She could be anywhere on this planet, it will be impossible to track her down.”

Optimus stands next to Ratchet, listening to Bumblebee, his optical ridges are furrowed as he hides the boiling rage inside of him. You were his human companion; you were his responsibility and now he regrets ever letting you convince him to accompany Bumblebee on his patrol. He just couldn’t say no to your pleading eyes, he just couldn’t say no to the human he had developed further feelings for.

“Optimus,” Arcee crosses her arms, “What’s the plan? Wait it out or go in with guns blazing?”

Optimus looks at her, the anger in his eyes not going unnoticed by the rest of the team. He needs to do something.

“Ratchet, activate the ground bridge,” Optimus looks to the medic, “I will go alone and face them. Be on stand-by for when I request backup.”

“What?” Ratchet says, but when he notices Optimus’s stern glare, he sighs in defeat and activates the ground bridge to the location where you were kidnapped, “Are you sure, Optimus?”

He watches as Optimus pings Megatron on the main computer in the base, “Megatron, meet me at these coordinates. You bring the human back or you will face dire consequences.”

And with that, Optimus ran towards the ground bridge and transforms into his alt mode. He is praying to primus for your safety. The rest of team prime watch as their leader disappears into the ground bridge, unsure of what is to come.

“Optimus is going to lose his shit when he finds out about this.” You growl. Currently you were chained to a large metal gurney on the Nemesis, one built for a Cybertronian. The chains wrap around your wrists binding them together. The leader of the Decepticons himself was directly in front of you, watching you as you struggle at the chains. Soundwave stood next to him.

“Indeed, human.” Megatron laughs at your pitifulness, “That is why we have brought you here.”

“Soundwave has brought to my attention that Optimus seems to have a,” Megatron continues and leans down towards you, making you flinch, “Preference towards you.”

You side eye him (BOMBASTIC SIDE EYE), unsure of what to think of his statement, “Uh, that’s because he is my guardian? He is supposed to protect me.”

Megatron scoffs, “You misunderstand his intentions, human. I may be his enemy now, but I have known him since he was a young Orion Pax. I know what his true nature is towards you.”

“What do you mean?” You questioned; he can’t possibly be suggesting that Optimus has feelings for you. But you linger at the possibility, as you seem to have some feelings for the Prime as well. His protectiveness towards you, the way he looks at you with such care and admiration, and the quiet conversations you would have together while he held you. You had never seen him display that kind of care for anyone else on the team, and now you’re realising why that might be. Your face flushes at the thought.

Megatron was just about to give you an answer, but he was interrupted by a ping from his com.

“Megatron, meet me at these coordinates. You bring the human back or you will face dire consequences.”

“Ah, I knew he couldn’t resist.” Megatron turns to you and stares you down with intimidating red optics, “You will stay here until my return, do not try to escape, or you will become Knockout’s next patient.”

You slowly nod, swallowing the lump in your throat. You were hesitant to make any sort of movement. He stands up tall again and turns to Soundwave.

“Triangulate the coordinates.”

Optimus jumps out of the portal and transforms back into his robot mode, his vigilant optics scanning the area for any sign of Decepticons. Ahead of him he sees a ground bridge open and sees Megatron walking out towards him. Optimus clenches his servos, seeing that you were nowhere to be found.

“Optimus!” Megatron sneers, “What a wonderful surprise.”

“Where is she.” Optimus demands, a growl in his voice. He activates his face shield.

“If you wish to see your precious pet again,” Megatron looms closer to Optimus, “You must do what I ask.”

Optimus quirks an optical ridge, unsure of Megatron’s intentions. However, he remains on guard in-case of a fight, “And what are you proposing, Megatron?”

“I have intel that you care very deeply for this human, Optimus,” Megatron says, “More than just a simple guardianship.”

Optimus is standing there in shock, optics wide. How does Megatron know this information? He has not shared anything about his feelings towards the human with anyone, not even his own team.

“What are your intentions?” Optimus asks.

Megatron laughs deeply and draws his canon at Optimus, “You come with me and do what I tell you, or you will perish.”

Optimus groans in pain as someone from behind shocks him with vaults of electricity, falling to the ground and goes into stasis. Knockout spins the long taser in his servos.

Megatron looks down at Optimus, then back up to Knockout, “Take him through the ground bridge.”

“My pleasure, Megatron.”

Optimus groans as he comes to, the events of the last hour are foggy in his processor. Once his optics stop spinning, he gets a baring of where he is. He is in a room somewhere on the Nemesis, with only one doorway. He looks around some more, but his audial receptors pick up a small whimper.

There you were, chained up and sitting on the same berth as him. His optics widen and he attempts to grab you but realises that he is too chained up.

“Optimus!” You cry out to him. The sight of you in pain and helpless bring a pang of guilt to his spark. Bruises had covered your wrists from the many attempts to snap your chains.

“(Y/n), are you alright?” Optimus gently asks.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” You try your best to stay strong for him, but he knows you’re far from ok. You flinch as you hear a door slam, looking towards the noise you see Megatron, Soundwave and Knockout walk in.

“I see you have realised your predicament, Optimus.” Megatron says, “But allow Knockout to explain what is about to happen.”

Knockout walks up to you and Optimus, sneering at both of you, “Soundwave and I are curious to know, how much force does it take to split a human into two?”

Optimus is frozen. They’re going to hurt you and make him watch the whole thing.

“Soundwave has observed you become attached to this… putrid human,” Knockout spat at the word human, as if it left a disgusting taste on his glossa, “And we decided that you both will be a perfect candidate for an experiment.”

You and Optimus both look at each other, concern is plastered all over your face.

“You have two choices, Optimus.” Megatron takes over, “Either interface with the human or we will kill you both.”

Optimus optics are blown wide open at his words. He genuinely cannot believe that Megatron was going to force him to perform such an act on you. He looks to you with guilt in his optics.

You stare up at him in disbelief, there was no way that you were comfortable doing this, at least not at this time nor place. But you couldn’t let him be killed by the hands of the Megatron. Your body sinks in on itself and you begin to sob.

Optimus looks away from you and squeezes his optics shut, his spark cannot bare to witness your cries. He too feels the same way, the thought of you dying is unfathomable to him.

“I cannot perform such acts of indecency on (Y/n),” Optimus lowers his head, pulling at the chains on his arms, “I do not wish to harm- “

“I’ll do it.”

Optimus’s helm snaps towards you, optics softening at your state, “(Y/n), please.”

“Optimus I don’t want to see you die,” You look up at his optics, tears spilling over your cheeks, “If I have to do this just so you can live another day, then I will.”

The three Decepticons in the room seem satisfied with your answer.

“Wise choice, human.” Megatron locks the door, trapping all of you inside. There is no getting away from this now.

Knockout rolls his optics, “Alright enough with the sappiness. Now hurry up and get to it, I won’t have all day to clean human goo of the berth when we’re done.”

Soundwave engages his tentacles and drags the both of you closer together by the chains on your wrists so you’re both flush against each other.

“Open up big guy,” Knockout shoves Optimus forward so he is now hovering over top of you, He grunts as he lands on his forearms, which are now on either side of your head. You would be a flustered mess if this was a different scenario, but the guilty look in Optimus’s optics brings you pain.

Optimus reluctantly opens his interface panel, revealing a very large erect spike. Despite the situation, you couldn’t help but gawk, bio lights pulsing with energon on the sides. He can feel you staring and his face flushes a small tinge of blue.

“Your turn fleshy,” Knockout nods to Soundwave, allowing him to use one of his tentacles to rip the clothes of your body. You squirm as you feel the fabric being thrown off, now fully vulnerable. Soundwaves tentacles move to your thighs and pushes them up against your chest, “My, would you look at that Optimus? She is presenting to you, all ready for you to fuck her. How pathetic.”

Optimus is angered at the tone of language Knockout is speaking to you in, but he cannot deny that the sight of your body sends a wave of energon to his spike. Optimus looks into your eyes, but then looks away as he sees how embarrassed you are.

“I’m so sorry,” Optimus lines himself up to your pussy, breath hitching as he can already feel how hot you are, “Please forgive me.”

You scream out in agony as Optimus slowly pushes himself into you. Inch by inch you can feel yourself stretching over his tip. Optimus whispers soft reassurances into you ear as well as apologies whilst you adjust to the sheer size of his spike. He struggles to push himself to the hilt, however Megatron grabs hold of his hips and pushes him further into you. Optimus groans in pleasure, now fully engulfed in your heat.

“I would suggest that you move faster,” Megatron then places his canon at point blank to Optimus’s helm. Optimus winces, then complies as he drags his spike out of you, then thrusts back in your pussy. You whine and moan at the full feeling of his spike thrusting into you, face scrunched in pleasure. With tears in your eyes, you try to peer into his optics, but he refuses to look at you, his spark filled with shame.

“Optimus…” You moan, beginning to become undone. “Optimus, haAAH! Please… look at me.”

He reluctantly looks back at you, your forehead slick with sweat and bits of your hair sticking to it. You looked so raw and so beautiful, but he cannot hide his shame from you.

“Optimus,” He watched as you threw you head back, “I want you to... I want you to know that...”

You gasp as he presses a kiss to your lips, his thrusts getting sloppy, and his hips are quivering. You cry and whimper into the kiss as he pushes himself to the hilt deep inside you.

“Yes, Optimus. Ruin her, tell you how you feel won’t you?” Megatron smugly says. Knockout and Soundwave are also watching the whole thing play out in front of them, one is absolutely disgusted by the amount of human fluids dripping out of her and one is intently taking notes on your body’s reaction and the noises you make to being spiked.

Optimus pulls away from the kiss and bends down to the side of your head and whispers into your ear, attempting to keep his moans at bay, “Shhhh, it’s… it’s alright. I already know.”

The three Decepticons watch as Optimus’s overload takes over his systems, his helm buried next to your neck and hips flush against your own. They watch as you scream out as he pumps you full of his transfluids, he whispers soft nothings and comforting words for you as he lets you ride out your orgasm. When he is finished, his forearms are shaking from keeping himself from collapsing onto you, heavily venting.

“The human is surprisingly resilient,” Megatron hums, he looks to his two henchmen. “Keep them in here, further experimentation is required.”

Knockout groans out of disgust, “Of course, Lord Megatron. But next time do get someone else to clean up this mess, human body fluids are utterly repulsive.”

Megatron leans into Optimus’s audial receptors, a wicked grin on his dermas, “Please make yourself comfortable, you both will be here for a while.”

Optimus watches Megatron exit the room and hangs his head in defeat, he looks towards you. You were an absolute mess, but you give him a reassuring smile, thankful that you’re both not dead.

He heavily vents, leaning down to give you a gentle kiss on your cheek. You wrap your arms around his helm the best that you can with the chains still tight around your wrists.

“Optimus, I hope you know that I don’t hate you…” You stare into his optics, the blue hue completely covering your body in the now darkness, “Please don’t ever feel that way, I love you so much.”

Optimus’s spark is warmed at your confession, he closes his tear-filled optics and gently rests his helm against your head, “I love you too, but I failed in keeping you safe… from this moment on I will not rest until Megatron is dead. He will pay for what he has done.”

#transformers #transformers prime #transformers prime x human reader #tfp optimus x human reader #tfp optimus x reader #tfp #valveplug

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popculturebuffet · 1 month

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More than Meets the Eye Retrospective: Dark Cybertron Part 1

Hello all you happy autobots and welcome back to my long look at Transformers More Than Meets The Eye. When we last left I looked at the sister comic, Robots in Disguise.

But a necessary one for Today's review: Dark Cybertron, a crossover between both books.

Dark Cybertron is the cumilation of a plot that had been slowly building in the background of Robots in Disguise while Bumblebee dithered, Prowl tried to install a dictatorship long before he got a bug in his brain telling him to keep going with that, and Starscream was awesome. Shockwave has been up to SOMETHING over the issues, working with his mentor Jhiaxus.

Chasing Jhiaxus in the best part of RiD was Optimus Prime, redubbing himself Orion Pax out of disgust with the legacy of the primes, alongside his friends Hardhead, Wheelie and Garnak, who soon found themselves chasing Jhiaxus. Mr J eventually lured them to a dead planet, where he and Waspinator, yes the boy himself, ignited a titan and made tracks for cybertron while leaving our heroes to their deaths as Shockwave held back Soundwave and his decepticons , igniting his final plan.

It's here that mystery plan comes to fruition as the lost lighters split up gang to help save the unvierse, while Bumblebee and his Cavlcade of Fuckups, and also Arcee try to stop the apocalypse and Starscream gets a new paint job as he tries to hold on for dear life to his throne with a big ole event.

This crossover's notable for a few reasons: it's the first proper event comic for the transfomers: While there had been previous event style arcs with All Hail Megatron and Chaos and crossovers with the IDW wide Infestation and the marvel crossover Transformers/New Avengers, which also means the new avengers and likely all of marvel exisit in this unvierse.

But this is the first crossover between books within the line, something that would become a tradition as IDW liked money and Hasbro liked free advertising for whatever they were doing in the toys at the time, either threading in designs from their current lines or in the case of combiner wars and titans return, just straight up having IDW model their events to match the toyline. . This lead to the ambitious and failed Hasbro Universe with Revolution, and the universe even ends on one with Unicron.

Ironically though.. this is the ONLY one to loop in more than meets the eye. And thank Primus for that. Look i'm not anti-event comic, sometimes an event can be a total banger. For a recent example see Marvel's Judgement Day. But the big two tend to do events and crossovers EVERY damn year, not giving books a chance to rest or status quos to breathe for a bit. So having More than Meets the Eye sit that shit out is a fucking relief.

It's also from a practical standpoint as this crossover shows both creative teams had trouble meshing the two together: the narrative splits into four plot threads, one in the dead universe with Optimus, Rodimus and CO, one with the rest of the lost light , one with the cavlcade of fuckups and one with god emperor starscream. the latter two evnetually intersect and the two casts DO interact towards the end of the crossover.. but in the six issues i'm covering today the only ones to interact with the lost lighters are Starscream in a brief video call and Optimus in one of the main plots. It's clear that while the two writers liked each other.. they may not of known entirely how to make the two casts function together, and thus kept them to their corners.

The result isn't a bad story but a fractured one. I will say upfront I won't be able to judge the story as a whole till next time, but I needed to do it in two parts as it's a big boy and there's a lot to go over. So join me under the cut as darkness falls over cybertron, titans rise, and rodimus gets a new toy so stupid it will bite him in the ass for the rest of the comic. IT's Dark Cybertron and it's under the cut.

We open with Nova Prime's crew. Nova Prime was a prime who was seen as a great one.. but in reality was an supremacist piece of scrap who wanted to conquer all other forms of life. He will not be missed. Among him are our boy Cyclonus and Jhiaxus, who tells Shockwave to FINISH MY WORK.

In the present.. Shockwave almost has, having seeded ores aroudn the galaxy and experimenting on a titan, both the same one that declared Starscream chosen one and then vanished.. and that Waspinator just brought home. It starts screaming in terror and bleeding out it's eyes

Elsewhere on Cybertron, Starscream woke up from a nap to find a few hours ago the sun rose.. and hasn't gone down. He also has a new all red everything paintjob, a familiar one

As i've been told and found out.. this is Starscream's look from Transformers Armada, which I did watch when it was coming out but entirely forgot this is what Starscream looked like because my memory is quicksand and only few things escape it like X-men trivia.

It's.. not my faviorite. It's almost ENTIRELY red and whlie it does look better in later shots, it's just not as fun to look at as his classic look and while he'll keep this look for the windblade mini series, i'ts telling the artists reverted to his old standby as soon as they could. The Armada look isn't bad and looking at stills from teh anime it loks GREAT there.. but it's a bit too one note for the page, at least these pages.

Starscream decides to call the autobots for help.. not the ones he exiled, an I told you so from prowl is death in it's purest form, no OUR autobots.

For now though we cut back to Optimus. Since we last left him he and his crew are trying to escape.. and luckily run into some old friends

I love this so much. Unsuprisingly Swerve made it his ring tone. Naturally Rodimus dove in anyway to save his old friend/boss/dad.

Rodimus shows his dad around, which really feels like a teenager accidently exposing his dad to all the stuff his dumbass friends do while trying to be respectible. The wind's taken out of his sails by Ultra Magnus who asks if Optimus is taking command with all the tact and grace he's known for.

Optimus isn't, he's only here for the guest spot , he's got his own leading roll to play in the other books, but he is happy to get the tour. .until Starscream calls. Screamer of course can't help but passively agressively brag about how he was elected in by popular demand after bumblbee fucked up hard

Then asks Cyclonus for help since he knows the dead universe better than anyone. The Dead Universe is a parasite, a universe that should fucntion right but is instead both sentient and EVILLLL. And it's hungies.

Back on Cybertron, Team Fuckup is starring in horror and the Dinobots want to punch the fuck out of the sun. Bumblbee tells them to wait for it... and granted he's telling them not to punch a bright light on the horizon, something even prowl can tell is stupid which tells you something, but honestly after the last two years worth of comics, the bar for Bumlebee's competence is low.

He ends up being right as the necrotitan lands. Meanwhile Shockwave goes into a whole rant about hwo this is all ineveitible that has a bunch of vauge images and two optimus primes about ot throw hands for some reason. none of this is relevant to the rest of the crossover, it's a clear misdirect and it sure does exist. The real point is who he's talking to: Nova Prime and Galvatron, who somehow returned. Also Galvatron and Megatron are two seperate people in this continuity, happens a lot, moving on.

Onto chapter 2 and Team Fuckup's strategy is now suns out guns out.. though Bumblebee's redemption arc continues as when the Autobots want to punch the giant, Bumlebee tells them no and tells them to either get in line or fuck righ toff, which actually gets them to listen. Seems Bee got a spine with his new form and I like it. After 20 some issues of him listening to whoever yelled the loudest while ignoring the people he's supposed to be serving, this is nice. It's clear field command fits him better.

He does have a bit of an exestial crisis wondering if this is the titan that choose starscream and I THINk it is. I'm not sure. But either way it's here and i'ts big.

Back with Team Rodimus, Brainstorm tells Optimus the dead unvierse is alive and that's why going into the dead universe is tricky: it'll kill anything it senses shouldn't be there. Luckily he has a plan.. and a weird creepy parsite in a jar. It's also so fun seeing the straightlaced optimus interact with the lost lighters. So dang good seeing Chromedome resisit the urge to condescend to Optimus.

Back with Starscream he's doing what any sensible cybertronian would do in this situation: GET HIS GUN. Or a lot of them hidden in a closet Rattrap is telling him to come out of. Please everyone knows Starscream as pansexual as fuck. Rattrap urges caution.. which is like saying it's tuesday but still when Starscream is whiffing it you know it's .. also tuesday but also probably an issue.

Back on the lost light we get a great scene as Rodimus, Magnus and Optimus hit swerves. Magnus is curious if they should be having command discussions in a bar but Rodimus for once isn't snippy, which tells us deep shit is a comin: he simply wants to be by his men.. granted he regrets that when he finds Swerve taking photos but for once Swerve is also not as flip: it's three of the greatest autobots of all time, on the preciipce of SOMETHING happening, something they call feel.. that shared feeling of dread. Something's coming and it ain't good.

The trio get a text from brainstorm: He's ready. This being brainstorm the most he has is a palm thing that keeps the dead universe from killing you using the venom of a monster from there he keeps in a jar. Granted this is only because it's short notice.

So our heroes come up with a plan: split up. Rodimus, Optimus, Hardhead and Cyclonus (Since he has experince) will go into the dead universe to plug whatever stygian hole is leaking. Wheelie and Garnak will stay by in Optimus' ship to pick them up after. Meanwhile the Lost LIght will head after Jhiaxus. Magnus is doubtful he can lead.. but Rodimus perks him up, assuring him he can do this: he may of been thorugh a lot.. but this is his comfort zone: "You're chasing a war criminal and i'm leaping into the unknown"

Back on cybertron Starscream talks with Scoops, a cybertronian ratrap framed for him and who belivies in screamer's prophecy. And as it turns out Screamer REALLY shoudl've payed attention to what that prophecy was or asked or.. anything other than accept it as face value as it turns out he's pegged as a "false leader" one who will bring on the coming darkness... "The stars shall scream and the symbol of the uncreator shall become clear" and said symbol is.. not encouraging to screamer or us

Anyways back to Shockwave: he's talking to Nova, and reveals the space bridge in the Necrotitan isn't working.. but luckily he has a backup plan: megatron.

We end the issue with two more cut tos: in the dead unvierse, Team Rodtimus fight some parasites hoping to snack on them since the signal their using reads "FOOD' to them and while they get away from them fine.. someone else notices. more on him soon. Back with Team Fuckup, the Calvary arrives: SOUNDWAVE BABY.

Part 3 begins with Starscream, whose assuring his adoring public.. only for a meteor to apparnetly land near the titan.

Speaking of shooting the Autobots wage a war to destroy the not so evil forces of Soundwave, only for the metor thing ot distract them too.

Before our next plot point let's talk about this series pacing as you might of noticed the last paragraph or two was just "this plot point, now this". And that's because the series likes to jump around, jump around, get up get up and get down. It has FOUR plots it's juggling and rarely do the issues just.. focus on one or two, especially early on. So each issue is bouncing around several subplots often for just two pages at a time. I don't mind a big story having to move around, but you have to let things settle for a minute. Let a plot point marinate a bit. I shouldn't feel rushed in a 12 issue crossover. 12 issues is a LOT for a story, again why this is a two parter. We do get some good character stuff like Bee growing a spine, a lot of it feels like a reahash. For instance did we need the starscrema going to get his gun scene? no we coudl've had rattrap suggest talking to scoops earlier. None of this is bad and some of the character stuff is necessary: Rodimus showing optimus around both moves the plot along with starscream's call and is objectively hilaroius. But a lot of it feels like thumb twiddling to get to the next plot point. We probably coudl've compacted most of team fuckups scenes into half an issue, if that. It feels like their cutting to each plot to make it seem important instead of carring how a story should progress. It feels like the writers took turns with scenes instead of truly colaberating on the crossover an das a result we just jump jump jump.

So we jump! Jump for the plot to our next point: the lost light where their being pushed off course... turns out Metroplex's thumb what got embedded in the ship after the annual is alive again.. and Getaway knows why: Tyrest, for all his madness, once said you can find a titan with a titan.. and figures Metroplex is trying to reunite with itself.

At the Necrotitan, Team Fuckup sadly gets back to buisness as usual.. arguing with each other. Fortuantely this time, Bumblebee.. is still a compitent leader. He's still on "wait for it" mode.. because they really CAN'T do anything and attacking a giant statue is a death warrant, and he's taken Team Soundwave's help as while they aren't on great terms, they have the same goal: Stop Shockwave. Prowl takes this with the grace, dignity and cool he's known for

God it's good to hear ANYONE, especially Bumblebee, tell Prowl to "shut up for once". And Bee's not wrong. While wait and hope things go well was a TERRIBLE strategy when Bee was running the planet and all it did was get starscream on the throne and all of them exiled, in this case.. their facing a giant cybertronian with weird glowing eyes who they can't really understand. As we'll learn shortly titans function SORT'VE like regular transformers, but are so giant, massive and ancient their hard to parse. A small band of semi-reformed fuckups, an asshole, and a bunch of casette tapes and their player/dad isn't REMOTELY enough to stop that thing and interacting with it might just piss it off.

And sure enough Starscream seemingly prooves that hypothesis as he tries to manipulate it by talking to it.. only for it to explode into 2 or 3 pages of purple light. And This.. I like> it lets the MAGNITUDE of this thing's power play out, it's sudden, and it's shocking, and the effects afterwords aren't good as Arcee is out, the death wave having taken down their forces. once again Prowl won't shut the fuck up, wanting them to attack... and bee brushes him off essentially asking

He points out the death wave, his words not mine, is heading towards the city and despite Starscream's efforts.. it goes off. Shooting the titan would've eithe rdone nothing or set this off SOONER. There is NOTHING they can do and that.. works for me. As douchey as Prowl's being which, par for the course and all that aside, you understand his want to do SOMETHIGN.. but their in a situation where all they can do is just sit, wait, and HOPE they can figure something out. Shockwave said it best as Starscream tried talking to the titan. "We were all too late from the beginning". Unlike the bulk of the comic thus far sitting and reacting is all they have. .because they don't know the full scope of what's going on here. WE as an audience don't know what the hell the necrotitan just did: I only have it's name thanks to the wiki.

The wave not only hurt the living.. but wakes the dead as Metalhawk is back, on the bad guy's side now.. and pisssssseeed. Starscream to his credit reacts more with "Oh goody another cherry on the shit sundae that is today." but he still gets stabbed and Metalhawk is taking Megatron, bye. While Scoops goes to help people, the citzens surround starscream, his star falling.

On the lost light thei rleft with a decision: follow Jhiaxus.. or follow the severed thumb. Ratchet dosen't wanna as he feels their back in the "autobots mainstream" again... but Brainstorm disagrees.. and Perciptor shockingly AGREES: an ancient god has asked them to come find him, and given the end of days is going on back at home, an ancient god could REALLY come in handy right now. Magnus agrees and they head to a planet full of blood red water. At least I hope it's water. THey go deep into planet danzig, and find a horde of microbots ready to tear them apart. These are the amonites from the 25th issue adn they aren't happy.

Closing out the issue Shockwave prepares to make Megatron into a spacebridge. It's very impressive and not at all healthy.

Chapter 4 begins back with the lost light and with good art for those portions again! Yeah while i've glossed over it because this is a LOT of comics to go over and i'm already behind, the art for the lost light sections of parts 2 and 3 is once again by James Raiz, who has a very sketcyhy lifeldian style.. and not bein ga fan of those styles in general, I like it even lest on the quippy, weird lost light. It dosen't fit at all and the lack of expresssion dosen't really work with characters who thrive on expression even when they got no mouths.

It also works as we get bits like Brainstorm trying to hop onto Perciptor's exposition and Magnus announcing himself as "duly apointed enforcer of the tyrest accord" before remembering "Oh yeah the horrifying events of the last arc right. Just an autobot now". I'ts a bit funny but also very sad. All it gets is the super combinining amonites blowing up their window.

Back on cybertron the mob turns on starscream, with Scoops rightfully calling him out for dooming them and pointing out the black mark on him as a sign.. whne really he just tried to schmooze an elder god of a robot, but semantics. poitn is time is running out for our faviorite boy.

Back on planet Danzig, Skids remembers the amonites and wonders why their pissed.. forgetting they you know, ended their forever war and one of them tried to kill thunderclash, something the lost light prevented. Take your pick.

With the Lost Light too big a target the crew decides to split up: they have a few water vechiles and half of the aquabots, so they should be fine, but they still need more... so Magnus gets an idea: they'll take the rodpod. Like the audience Getaway wonders "what the fuck is that" before we gaze on it in all ti's glory.. or as glorious as it is as for some reason we're suddenly back to raiz art.

Yes the rodpod, which Magnus was worried about as naturally Rodimus loves this stupid fucking thing as mucha s I do. But Skids is banking on Rodimus' short attention span.

The important thing here, besides this very hilariously stupid thing happened in a major crossover and that's awesome, is Getaway's reaction. His disguist, his sheer confusion.. for now it just comes off as most people's reaction to this ego piece who aren't used to Rodimus shit by now. But true to roberts.. this bit is one of the MAIN REASONS why we still had to cover this crossover. It's not the only one but this one small character moment.. ends up changing the entire course of this entire comic and our heroes lives forever. Yes the RODPOD is so rediculous and breaks a man's brain so bad, it has deep lasting conseqeunces that will last to the finale of this comic. I love that more than words.

Our heroes take the rodpod out for a spin, and while Rung kills a guy, and it's awesome, our heroes blow up a giant super combined amonite as they apparently have no upper limit but no upper limit dosen't mean "can't blow up real good"

Back to the dead Universe where Optimus deals with some squabbling from the kids

See this.. really shows the contrast between the two styles: the bickering over with Team Fuckup is annoying at times, bette rin this series but still annoying. The banter between the lost light on the other hand feels both more genuine and funnier. And I get the quippy style isn't for everyone: The MCU has gotten some fatigue fo rthat.. but I like a bit of back and forth. it shoudln't be the whole thing, and MTMTE succeeds largley because the characters are deeply made as well as deeply hilaroius, but a little humor helps. It breaks up the dark exesntial terror of everything to occasoinally have things like Rodimus' stupid headship he built for his own amusment or Optimus being about 5 mintues from turning this dead universe around so help me god.

Yet the questions he brings up .. arne't unfair as his next cuts deep: if Optimus had asked him to stay, would he have? And the answer.. is yes. Yet what cuts deeper.. is optimus response: He has the utmost faith in Rodimus and the progress he's made.. and it's clear form his silence he both regrets he's hardly made any and the choices he HAS made. He saved the world, something he rightfully rubbe din Hardhead's face as he was one of the many who nearly died thanks to Tyrest's attmepted genocide, but it's clear the thigns he's done weigh on rodimus: Would staying have helped? Could he have made a bette cybertron?

And the hard answer is.... no. Him staying wouldn't of been a good thing: he didn't want to be there, none of the bots who left really had ideas for a new better cybertron and MORE autobots wasn't going to fix a situation where autobots being there at all was causing tension with the nails. The sad truth is Bumblebee failed not because Rodimus left, but because he didn't have any plan other than "We want to retain power" , and with a throng of people crying for a better government and something NEW that was never going to happen.

The ironic thing is while Rodimus is on a quest for the old... his going out, exploring, doing daring due war or no war.. IS something new. He's letting his bots be who they are, having down time, movie nights, open bars. Sure he's also shoved some of them into very bad situations, the whole overlord mess was a waking nightmare and should never have happened and swerve shooting rung is ENTIRELY his fault. Rodimus, like Bee, often tries to lead like this is war time instead of a shaky peace. Yet despite also operating from that style.. he's casual enough and caring enough deep down that his bots.. get to have lives. Be who they want to be. He's not yelling tat them for daring to want to not shoot people or trying to create infastructure, he's just like "when I need you, do your fucking job bro". He may be embarassed around optimus.. but his letting his crew be people instead of weapons is better than Bee trying to lead like this is a war of attrition and not "what comes after" or Prowl acting like the war neve rended and a shiny new police state is better and not what caused the war in the first place.

OUr heroes soo seen Cyclonus is bleeding.. and soon have bigger issues as Nightbeat has arrived.

Back on cybertron Prowl sucks suprising no one wanting AGAIN to attack the giant robot that just wiped out hal fof them despite having no plan other than "shoot it REAL hard" Bee once again calls him out

He brused Prowl's ego enough to actually get him to pause.. well huff like a child but Prowl does have soundwave scan the city, which picks up something bad: Megatron SCREAMING as Shockwave both turn shim into a bridge and tries to get him to join. He naturallyr efuses ESPECAILLY since the primes are involved, so instead of joining in the new world order.. he gets prime coming out of his chest.

We end the issue on Team Magnus as they find Metroplex.. and end up in his eye socket.. which is hollowed out. Which is impressive but horrifying. And also not very healthy.

Onto part 5, and Shockwave is helping his pawns out of a screaming megatron's chest

When Team Fuckup arrives... Bumblebee has no idea what Shockwav'es doing but it end snow.

It dosen't though because Metalhawk is here, and Bumblbee's attempts to pull an "I know your in there somewhere fight", failed as Metalhawk is consumed by vengance and purple stuff. Skywarp attempts to just free megatron but his teleporting fails.

Prowl questions WHY Shockwave is helping nova.. not getting that maybe, just maybe the One Eyed Two Horned Grounded Purple Plotter whose already manuvered you all like chess pieces.. is using them as pawns for something much worse. Either way he gives Nova time to escape and his best buddy Waspinator time to bring him the staff Waspinator used to awaken the titan and summons it as if it were one of his x-men.. and has it crush them as if it were his juggernaught.

Back to the dead universe, let's talk about Nightbeat: Nightbeat is an autobot detective. During Nova Prime's previous plot, he had a thing installed in Nightbeat's head to turn the poor guy into his sleeper agent. Unfortunately for him he again picked a detective and one of the best at that so while he coudln't do much, Beat at least figured out he was being brainwashed and after shooting Hardhead had enough will to beg heardhead to shoot him.

So naturally his sudden return is a lot for everyone to process. As for how the shore he died on WAS connected to the dead unvierse, Optimus correctly guesses he got swept in with the tide. We get a sense of Nightbeat's personality too, as doing a simple look at Cyclonus tells him about Tailgate's near injury: he has facial scars, they were self inflicted, and they were patched recently. Cyclonus responds to this invasion of privacy mixed with genuine sympathy by trying to choke a bitch.

Back with team fuckup they TRY to count up their wounded.. but they hav ebigger issues: Megatron is craddling Ironhide crisis on infinite earth's style, before Galvatron rips him the fuck in half, starting his streak at one and declaring WHOS NEXT.. and somehow that's not their biggest issue as the titan is still active and shockwave is now in control.

Back in the dead universe, we find out how Nightbeat survivied: he was dead going through the portal and sense dead equals alive in this universe, he's spared. Sorta like how a healing spell usually hurts a zombie in an rpg just reversed.

At any rate he has some bad news for cyclonus: his hand generator thingy broke nad the Dead Universe has reclaimed him.. and he also has time to ominously say "your all home now" before triggering a giant force field around them. Turns out his death didn't undo his sleeper agent brain thing and Nova has come for them.

Before we move on to our final chapter for this batch, let's look at this cover. Which I rarely do for tim's sake but this one well

It looks like Nova Prime is playing with his dolls again.

At any rate we're back with what's left of Team Fuckup: bumblbee' smissing while what's left is running from the titan. The Dinobots plan to lead it away.. but it was already going this way they just were running away from it and are only pulling a prometheus because their genuinely not fast enough to get out the side, especially with some of them carrying wounded.

Back with Team Magnus, they notice Metroplex is decaying... partly due to age as getting spare parts is hard for titans and partly due to the weird blood water all around Planet Danzig. Theya lso find that Metro's BRAIN is missing: he's still alive but without that he's clearly dying. Getaway notices something in the water and calls Swerve for help but h'es a bit busy getting his groove on

They do however find a place to drydock. Back in the dead universe, Hardhead tells his friend he's going to rekill him while Optimus fakes a fight with rodimus to tell him there's a hidden barrier. While Hardhead tries to reach him Nova arrives.

Back on cybertron Starscream's no good horrible very bad day continues as he finds not only is his mark of shame spreading, but he's not the only one dying. After getting yelled at by his second tankor today he finds the titan heading right for him and the wounded

Back on Planet Danzig, our heroes find some arrows in the dry dock.. but it takes them around in circles.. then an Amonite blows up the ship, leaving them stranded.

We end this issue and the first half of dark cybertron with Nova Prime megomanically gloating... Hardhead escapes to shut him up.. only for it not to go well> Turns out PRime is not only crazy strong, but he CRUSHES Hardheads fist in his hands and then watches the poor guy desintgrate. He has plans for those left though: he's taking them to see a new friend he's made: bumlbee whose the shiny new space bridge.

So that's where we end it? Can Team Fuckup somehow save cybertron? Did any of team magnus survivie? Can Optimus shut this dude the fuck up. Find out in april folks! Thanks for reading

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arceespinkgun · 7 months

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I keep speculating about what Earthspark Prowl will be like after seeing the toy. Personally I feel like having Prowl in the show presents a huge quandary and it boggles my mind that he'll likely be in it. I'm not sure it's possible to even use this character effectively in any media after what he's become over time. If in Earthspark he's an antagonist like he's been recently, then it will have to grapple with his face literally being the Autobot logo. If he's heroic like older versions of the character, then it's sweeping the character's history of connections to police brutality and fascism under the rug. Considering the main characters are the Maltos it especially seems like a terrible place to try and explore Prowl to me. I think I actually commented while watching season one that he'd be the worst character to show up in the present time in the show!

That being said, I'm very morbidly curious and kind of excited since the show impressed me in so many ways in the first season. After the Shockwave Earthspark gave us ended up being the kind of guy who laughs maniacally, is Megatron's rival, and looks down on organic life—just like the Marvel comics iteration—I keep wondering if Prowl might end up being like the one of the Marvel comics, too.

Prowl in the Marvel comics was a really different character than more recent versions. Despite becoming an angry square over time, originally he was a competent, cool-headed commander (often very literal-minded) whose frustrations were largely understandable. He was both relied on heavily by Optimus and spoke of him in a worshipful way, but then also had to watch everyone bear the brunt of increasingly irrational decisions Optimus and later Grimlock were making. Prowl was guilty of black-and-white thinking, but ultimately, he wanted the Autobots and Decepticons to live in peace. He wanted to give the Decepticons second chances—he even let a Decepticon join the Autobots in the UK comics. And later, he feels forced to play nice with them because Grimlock keeps picking fights with them, and that causes Prowl to overplay his hand and get punished more for it. And despite the rigidity and exasperation and jealousy Prowl ended up developing, he always cared deeply about people, had close friends like Wheeljack and Jazz, and his flaws did not overshadow his heroic traits. He was a very sympathetic and complex character. And despite his alt-mode, he wasn't a cop or cop-adjacent in his role. His backstory as revealed in one of the UK annuals was that of the leader of a teams of freedom fighters.

Prowl was compelling because he swung hard in two directions. He would be like, "Let's just create super soldiers and crush the Decepticons and end the War instantly—what do you mean that's evil?" but then also like, "Of course I'll tell the Decepticons everything about our plans in the name of peace and unity—what do you mean they're using that to betray us?" Whereas the more current versions of the character are like only one half of this one. This panel sums up Marvel comics Prowl:

The thing is, I thought Bumblebee of all people in Earthspark is already a lot like Optimus's rigid, disillusioned beleaguered secretary in many ways? He already feels like this character! And that makes me even more curious about how Earthspark will execute Prowl. While I have so many misgivings it definitely got me thinking...

...but no matter what Earthspark does, if it gives us Prowl but not JAZZ I'm going to be furious!

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To Heal a Mockingbird

A TFA Ratchet x Mech!Reader

Word Count: 1.2k

Chapter 3: A Switch

"What do you mean you can't?" Ratchet asked.

"I mean, I can't tell you anything."

"Can't or won't?" Ultra Magnus asked coldly.

"Can't." I growled before sighing slightly. "Look, Megatron keeps a lot of secrets, and I'm nowhere high enough on the food chain to tell you anything. But... I can tell you where to look."

"And where would that be?" Ultra Magnus asked.

"That I won't tell you. Not without knowing you aren't going to stab me in the back."

"Puh, you're lucky the Magnus is even giving you the courtesy of speaking face to face." Pharma huffed as he entered the room and leaned against a wall with arms crossed.

"What took you so long?" Ratchet grumbled.

"I don't make time for Decepticons." Pharma spat.

"Pharma, that's enough." Ultra Magnus said before returning his focus to me. "Y/D, I can guarantee that there is no trickery here."

"I'll believe it when I see it." I growled before wincing with a hiss. "Nnngh, f-frag."

"What's wrong?" Ratchet asked.

"M-my wings and chassis... they hurt." I grunted. Ratchet gently guided me back to a laying position on the medical berth. He ran a scan over my frame and furrowed his optic ridges at the results.

"Try and get some rest Y/D. We can talk more later." Ratchet said as he motioned for both Pharma and Ultra Magnus to follow him. The pair complied and left me alone in the room, their voices just barely audible to me

"What's his status?" Ultra Magnus asked.

"The stress from being interrogated has caused his levels to drop significantly." Ratchet said. "He's too vulnerable right now to be under any sort of stress."

"Or maybe," pharma said coldly. "We can use this as a way to force him to talk."

"Are you out of your circuits?" Ratchet snarled.

"Look, we need to know what Megatron is planning, and he currently can give us the information we need." Pharma argued.

"He's in no condition to give it currently, and as his medic, I strongly urge -"

CRASH!

"FRAGGING DAMMIT!" The trio heard me curse following the sound of falling metal. Ratchet quickly rushed back into the room and saw me on my servos and knees. The energon line and monitor had been disconnected, and I was slightly shaking from the pain.

"Oh no, you dont!" Pharma barked as he and Ultra Magnus ran back into the room. Pharma shoved Ratchet aside and quickly slapped a pair of stasis cuffs onto my wrists. I felt my frame stiffen as the cuffs paralyzed me, my denta gripping so tight from the pain and paralysis that I thought they'd shatter. "And just where do you think you are going, huh? Are you going to run off back to the Decepticons?"

"Get these off of me right now!" I snapped.

"Pharma! Don't be an idiot!" Ratchet protested.

"We are not about to let our only link to finding out what Megatron's up to run away!" Pharma barked. He then forced me to a stand and shoved me back onto the medical berth. The next thing I knew, I felt a blaster pressed against the side of my helm. "Now, you're going to tell us EXACTLY what we need to know. Right here. Right now."

"Pharma!" Ratchet protested before looking over to the Magnus with a silent plea.

"Well?" Pharma snarled to me. The only response he got was a quiet chuckle. "What's so funny?!"

"You don't have the bearings to pull that trigger." I said with a cold smirk. "And even if you did, you'd be giving me a gift." I slowly and stiffly turned my helm, so I was staring down the barrel of the blaster. I then pressed my forehelm directly against it and looked up at Pharma with a knowing gaze. "Why not pull it, hm? I know you've been itching to kill me since the start. After all, aren't you Autobots just like us Decepticons in that regard?"

My words were cold as ice and my gaze unbreakable. The combination of the two was enough to cause Pharma to hesitate and shudder slightly. I knew I had him exactly where I wanted him.

"I'm not afraid of death, Autobot. Your methods are not going to work on me."

"Don't tempt me, Decepti-scum!"

"Oh please, come up with something more creative than that." I scoffed.

"Tell us what we want to know! Now!"

"Sir, please!" Ratchet begged the Magnus in a hushed voice. "You can't let this continue!"

"Don't worry about me." I said to the medic. "I know this coward can't pull that trigger. Not unless your Magnus wants what I know. After all, nothing comes for free."

"I've offered you your freedom and for all charges to be dropped." Ultra Magnus said. "What else do you want?"

"I'll tell you if you get your trigger happy lap mutt to back off and get these cuffs off of me."

"It's a trap!" Pharma argued. "As soon as I do that, he's going to try and run again!"

"Idiot, I wasn't trying to run the first time." I barked. "I was TRYING to sit up."

"What?" Pharma asked in pure disbelief.

"Look, a seekers wings aren't just for flying, you know." I scoffed. "They are key for balance and coordination. When I tried to scoot up, I couldn't sense how far I was and fell. Maybe if you actually took a moment to analyze the situation rather than getting whiplash from jumping to conclusions, you'd actually see that I'm not as much of a threat as you think."

Pharma was completely dumbfounded by my words and looked over to the Magnus for answers.

"Stand down, Pharma." Ultra Magnus said. Pharma reluctantly obeyed and returned the blaster to its rightful place. He then removed the stasis cuffs and backed off with a bit of a sulk.

"And I thought Blitzwing was more prone to outbursts." I grumbled as I massaged my wrists with annoyance.

"You okay, Y/D?" Ratchet asked.

"Just annoyed." I muttered before turning my attention back to the Magnus. "But, now that that's out of the way. What I want is something only you can allow."

"And what would that be?" Ultra Magnus asked suspiciously.

"I want to join the Autobots."

"WHAT?!" Pharma exclaimed in absolute disbelief.

"My terms for the information you seek are my freedom and allowing me to side with the Autobots." I said coldly. "Are these acceptable to you, Ultra Magnus?"

"Sir! I have to object!" Pharma exclaimed. "He's a Decepticon! A-a murderer!"

"And are you not one yourself?" I growled. "Or do you forget that the Autobots have as much guilt in this war as the Decepticons?" The room grew tense and silent at my words, the trio staring at me with disbelief and bewilderment. "No one is innocent here, not you, not me, no one." I lowered my gaze, and an expression of saddening exhaustion crossed my face. "I've seen too much death from both Autobots and Decepticons. Both sides are guilty of taking life." I then looked up and made direct optic contact with the Magnus. "But with the threat of the Allspark being taken and misused, I am willing to side with those who seek to protect it from harm. Even if it means breaking my oath to serve Megatron. So, do we have a deal?"

Ultra Magnus paused as he pondered my words, the gears of his processor clearly working based on his expression.

Then he finally answered me.

"These terms are acceptable Y/D." He said.

"Then I'll tell you everything I know."

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minniethemoocherda · 4 months

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Iridescent: Chapter 13

Summary: When Jazz is promoted to Head of Special Operations, the last thing he expected was to have to work with a face from his past.

A/N: Fair warning that the violence is going to be a bit more graphic from this point onwards sorry! Xxxxxxx

Ao3

Jazz opened up the spec op private comms

"Hound after you've dropped off Mirage, I need you to track Skywarp!" Jazz ordered, having to shout over the sound of Prowl chewing out the twins nearby.

After receiving an affirmative, Jazz marched back over the two remaining commanders, passing by the twins who looks appropriately guilty for once.

"We should retreat! Before more of our people are injured." Optimus suggested, firing out from behind where they had managed to build a makeshift barrier out of the rusted remains of whatever structure had once been built here.

"Why?" Jazz asked, casually throwing a shuriken over the barrier, that judging by the following scream, confirmed that it had found its target, as he ducked down besides his friend. "So that they can eventually break the doors down or simply drop a big ass bomb and kill us all inside instead of out here?"

"I agree with Jazz." Prowl declared.

Even after everything that had happened today, Prowl openly agreeing with him, still managed to surprise Jazz.

"We have to hold them out here. If the other seekers invade the Ark then we will loose the Autobot headquarters and most likely the war." Prowl finished.

Optimus paused, probably consulting with the Matrix, however that worked, as he considered their plan. After a moment he nodded.

"Very well, here is where we shall stand our ground." Optimus said, his voice that of a Prime instead of the awkward data clerk Jazz used to know.

Of course as soon as that plan was decided, Blaster chose that moment to interrupt the three of them with an incoming comm. Except it wasn't the communication expect on the other end of the line.

"This is MacCadam's base calling the Ark, can you hear me?" Elita-One's voice echoed in their ears.

"Ariel." Optimus breathed. Jazz hadn't heard their leader sound so relieved since becoming a Prime. It was shortlived however as worry quickly returned. "Has Bumblebee-"

"Yes he reached us safe and well." Elita was quick to reassure them and despite the distance, Jazz could hear the smile in her voice. "I sent him back with the information I am about to tell you. Our communications had been sabotaged. We are able to contact Teletran-1 but within the last hour we've found our Head of Communications grey in her room with a blaster wound through her mouth."

"Do you think the guilt got to her?" Jazz wondered aloud. It would certainly explain things. Perhaps too cleanly.

"It would appear so. When we lost communication Chromia became adamant that you're base must also have been sabotaged so she straight left for the Ark. I sent Silverstreak to keep an eye on her. Not long after they left, we were attacked by Soundwave."

"If Soundwave's there and Starscream's here then where is Megatron?" Optimus asked.

Jazz caught Prowl's optics. By the way they flashed, he knew that they bad both come to the same conclusion.

"He is planning an attack on our two weapons specialists who are currently out of range, outnumbered and unaware that they're headed straight for a trap." Prowl stated.

Shit

"Our long range individual comms are still dismantled." Elita-One reminded them. "We can only contact Teletra-"

"AHHHHHHH!"

She was interrupted by Blaster's screams before the call cut off entirely. Which could only mean one thing. That Skywarp had infiltrated their communication room.

Jazz didn't need to say out loud what they all already knew. That Ironhide, Chromia and the rest of their team's lives now relied on them kicking Skywarp's ass and fixing whatever mess she had made to their long range comms.

Which was going to be a problem considering the fact that the communications room had access to the camera outside the hanger doors so that they could see anyone heading inside.

Thankfully, Jazz was a spy for a reason.

"I know a secret way inside." Jazz told them. "But as amazing as I am, it would be a lot easier to take her down if I had some help."

"Prowl, accompany Jazz." Optimus ordered. "I will ensure that we hold the Seekers back."

Prowl didn't look particularly pleased at the idea of teaming up. Prowl wouldn't have been Jazz first choice either but with his best agent injured and the other occupied, he didn't have much of a choice left. Regardless Prowl wasn't going to argue with their Prime, so after a few pointed words to the twins reminding them to actually follow orders, he turned to Jazz.

"Lead the way."

Prowl kept his blaster poised as he reluctantly followed Jazz around the outwards of the Ark, keeping watch for any Seekers who might have noticed them under Optimus cover fire.

Prowl was reluctant to leave the front where he believed that his tactical skills would be most valuable. He could have said these concerns aloud. Optimus had always welcomed his troupes to voice their objections which was something that Prowl's previous authority figures during his time as an enforcer had never approved of. But ultimately, Optimus was their Prime who's decision had failed to steer them wrong yet, so Prowl trusted his judgement.

He soon realised that Jazz was leading them towards the end of the Ark's old thrusters. The ship was once capable of interstellar flight but had not been used for such purposes since the golden age of Nova Prime. Now the thrusters were rusted and sealed up due to their misuse.

At least that was what Prowl had been told. However Jazz was currently entering through the centre of the left thrusters' exit port where he was able to unscrew a loose panel, that lead into a gap between the main energon line and the wall.

"This is where Hound secretly feeds his rations to the local turbo-foxes and where I'm pretty sure Bumblebee has been sneaking out at night." Jazz explained before he crawled inside. Prowl made a mental note to inform Red Alert of the security breach when this whole ordeal was over, before following him inside.

It was a tight fit for Jazz and an even tighter one for Prowl. Even with his doorwings pressed flat against his back, it still hurt to drag their edges against the steal walls and without even enough room to turn his head, Prowl was left with no choice but to stare directly at the curves of Jazz's ass as they scraped along the gap. Thankfully, it wasn't long before Jazz shoved open a grate opened into a storage closet.

Although, Prowl almost immediately missed the gap, as here he was pressed chassis to chassis, with his only option to look directly into Jazz's face.

Thankfully the spy, made no comment on their positions when he spoke.

"I ain't getting a response from Hound but Bluestreak said that the last thing he told her was that he heading towards Communications."

Prowl let out a vent that he hadn't realised he'd been holding when he learnt that Bluestreak was alright. He knew that the young sniper was more than capable of protecting herself but as the older sibling he couldn't help worrying whenever she was out of the realm of his protection.

Prowl watched as Jazz slowly opened the storage door to the corridor, sliding his blade between the small slit as he glanced around.

After a moment he gave a thumbs up of an all clear and strolled out of the cupboard. Prowl wasted no time in doing the same. Once outside, they took up the same unspoken positions that they head before, with Jazz leading the way, blade in hand, whilst Prowl protected the rear, blaster ready. Although now that he knew what Jazz's rear looked like, he found it hard to concentrate on protecting it.

Fortunately, they didn't encounter any resistance along the corridors since most able bodied mechs were outside battling against the seekers.

Unfortunately they couldn't hear any signs of a scuffle or regain access to their long range comms which was not a good sign.

Once they made it to Communications, cautiously, Prowl poked his head around the door.

Skywarp was wrecking havoc on Teletran-1, ripping out wires and smashing screens like a rabid animal. At the very least it didn't appear like she knew exactly what damage she was doing but that didn't necessarily mean that it would be any easier to fix.

At her feet lay Hound, Blaster and Red Alert. A short range blaster shot had taken out half of Hound's torso. Miraculously, it hadn't appeared to have hit any vital organs, but by Prowl's calculations, that would matter little as he would soon to bleed out his remaining reserves of energon. Blaster had a large dent on the side of his helm but otherwise appeared unharmed. Red Alert was the only one conscious, however they were powerless to help as Skywarp had hogtied them up in a tangle of cords. Prowl knew that the stress of witnessing Skywarp wreck all of their carefully crafted systems was causing more pain than any injury could have ever done.

"You gotta plan commander?" Jazz whispered.

Before Prowl's battle computer had any time to respond, he heard the sound of footsteps behind them.

Out of the corner of his optic, Prowl caught Jazz wield his knife in the same moment that he raised his blaster.

Thankfully, it wasn't sneak a Deception attack. Instead it was Mirage, leaning heavily against the wall, as he dragged himself long the corridor.

"I... I am unable to reach Hound on internal comms. His... his last message was that he was head to-towards Communications." Mirage stammered, trying to be quiet but Prowl winced as their gasping breathes echoed across the silent corridor. Miraculously, Skywarp must not have heard it over the sound of her own destruction.

"Do not engage except for long range weapons." Prowl ordered, calculating that their chances of success would drastically decrease if Mirage were to witness Hound in his current state. And he hadn't even taken into account yet that whilst the cut across the spy's chest plate had been welded shut, Prowl knew that anything even remotely strenuous easily rip it open again.

Before Mirage could protest Jazz interrupted.

"Your invisibility ain't going to do shit if you start leaking very visible energon everywhere so do as he says." Jazz told him.

Prowl was unbothered as Mirage glared in his direction before biting his tongue and remaining at the end of the corridor. It made sense that the spy would be more likely to listen to a friend then a commander and Prowl did not care who the orders came from as long as Mirage followed them.

"Hey," Jazz hissed to get his attention. "If that big brain if yours hadn't come up with a plan yet, then I've got one." Prowl was not put at ease by the edge of Jazz's grin. "Knight."

It took a moment for Prowl to comprehend what it even was that Jazz was suggesting. It took a further moment for him to run it through his battle computer. After another he nodded.

Prowl lay flat against the corridor floor as Jazz peaked around the edge of the doorway, the side of his visor titled just so that it reflected the light off one of the remaining monitors, catching Skywarp's eye.

In an instant she had materialised in front of their Head of Special Operations. Jazz feigned surprise as Prowl crawled past the now tussling pair into the communications room.

Prowl ignored the flash of guilt as he climbed over Hound's body even though logically he knew that only Ratchet had the power to help him now. Besides, the needs of the many outweighed the needs of the few. And Prowl's current goal was saving two of their commanders plus their squads.

Prowl crouched down besides Red Alert, removing the plug gagged into their mouth and untying them as quickly as he could. This close, he could feel the heat radiating from their sensory horns that threatened an impending systems crash.

"Focus on what you can control." Prowl ordered once he had freed them of their restraints. "Can you recommend the wire to establish long range comms?"

Red Alert's eyes were wide and Prowl wasn't entirely convinced that they weren't going to crash. But if anyone was used to handling stress under pressure it was the Ark's security director.

With a jerked nod, Red Alert forced themselves towards Teletran-1.

With the first step of their plan in action, Prowl turned his focus back onto the fight behind him, to find that Skywarp had a writhing Jazz pinned under her armour. Wrestled that closely intertwined, Mirage would be unable to take a clear shot even if his condition hadn't drastically hampered his ability to aim.

Getting to his feet, Prowl grabbed Skywarp from behind, the teleporter too startled to make a jump to avoid being thrown from her victim. She produced a blaster, from where, Prowl did not have the time to figure out. But before she could fire it, he caught her wrist, yanking it upwards so the shot fired into the ceiling instead of his helm. He then turned so his back faced her front, snapping her wrist in the process and shot her with his own blaster. She dodged at the last second so he missed her spark but it still managed to blast a hole in her shoulder. Skywarp keeled over, using the remains of her hand to plug the gaping wound in her shoulder.

Whilst she was down, Prowl turned his attention to Jazz who was staring up at him, that infuriating smile for once wiped clean from his face.

Prowl allowed himself a small sense of satisfaction. He spent so much time behind the scenes of battles that their troupes had forgotten the fighting skills that had earned him the position in the first place.

As he helped Jazz to his feet, Prowl caught a glimpse of Mirage where he was hidden behind the corner of the corridor. Prowl would have to see Ratchet to get his optics checked as he thought that he saw a flash of respect in the spy’s eyes.

"You know I was just pretending to be loosing as a distraction right?" Jazz said as he fought to catch his breath, a cheeky smile now back on his face.

Prowl did have time to dignify that with a response as in an instant Prowl found himself upside down, pedes brushing the Ark ceiling. Skywarp cackled, spitting energon at his face, then disappeared. He did not have time to calculate a plan before the floor suddenly came crashing towards him. A fall from this height might not kill him but it would certainly do processor damage that would negatively impact the outcome of the war.

Suddenly, someone crashed into him, rolling them both in mid-air. The next thing Prowl registered, he was looking up at Jazz, illuminated by the ceiling lights and cradling his helm from where it was currently lying in the spy's lap.

"Smooth moves Commander." Jazz said, his smile saying that words could not. That now they were even.

The moment when ruined when Skywarp, screeching like a rabbit cyberwolf tried to pounce on them.

Thankfully, Mirage was able to shoot her in her already injured shoulder, blasting her arm off in a mess of tangled wires.

"Sorry." Jazz grinned.

Before Prowl could ask about what, Jazz dropped him, leaving Prowl sprawled on the floor.

Prowl pushed himself back to his feet so that he could properly yell at him. He cut himself off at the sight of Jazz biting down on Skywarp's uninjured shoulder. Prowl could only watch in disbelief as Skywarp teleported randomly along the length of the corridor, thrashing around and crashing into walls. But Jazz must have a vampiric set of denta as nothing she did could shake him off.

From this angle, Jazz couldn't reach her spark, so Prowl watched as he stabbed his blade into Skywarp's waist instead.

She reappeared, screaming on the Communications floor.

Prowl wasted no time, grabbing a broken metal pole. Again, unable to reach her spark with Jazz still sprawled on her back, he instead skewered it through her leg. Then stamping on the end, he bent the mental until he had hooked Skywarp's leg into the floor.

Prowl kept his blaster trained on her helm as Jazz finally clambered off her.

"Girl, when was the last time you had a shower?" Jazz asked, wiping his mouth with a grimace.

Prowl knew that Skywarp's injuries would not trap her forever. He had yet to find a prison that could. But for now, her teleportation abilities weren't going to be an advantage in battle when she was in too much pain to fight.

Prowl kept guard over Skywarp as Red Alert, who was muttering expletives under their breathe, re-connected the mess of shredded wires. Mirage had managed to hobble to the room by this point. He dropped to Hound's side, grabbing at the debris surrounding them to try to fill in the injury whilst Jazz hailed Ratchet.

On the one working monitor, Prowl watched as on the screen a single shot severed through both of Starscream's thrusters. He couldn't stop the swell of pride at the knowledge that Bluestreak was the only one talented enough to make that shot.

However, Prowl was going to have to update his folder on Skywarp's abilities to teleport within her line of sight as in the next second, she appeared on the monitor screen, a chunk of her leg missing from where it was still nailed into the communications floor. Prowl watched as outside the Ark, she helping her Trine commander to escape as the seekers called for a retreat.

"I've fixed Teletran-1!" Red Alert cried.

It was unfortunate that the Skywarp had escaped. But their primary goal had been to contact Ironhide by re-establishing long range comms so overall Prowl considered the mission a success.

Prowl marched over to the console, wasting no time in connecting the long range call.

"Ironhide, this is Teletran-1. Do you copy?"

"Huh what?" Ironhide answered, sounding startled by the long range comm. Prowl ignored the incorrectly worded response and continued.

"We believe that you are heading into a trap. Megatron is-"

"Yeah yeah we know." Ironhide interrupted, the usually gruff soldier still sounding frazzled. "Bumblebee must've figured out what he was planning because he found where Megatron was waiting and provoked him into revealing his location and... oh Primus. We... when we saw what was happening we tried to stop him. We tried to fight back but.. but..."

"What happened?" Prowl demanded.

Ironhide took a shuddering breath.

"It's Megatron. He kidnapped Bumblebee."

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blueikeproductions · 9 months

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I haven’t watched them yet for myself, but I’m not hearing great things about the final S1 episodes of EarthSpark, and it still feeds into my primary problem with TFs: Hasbro and current writers still don’t know what to do with the Decepticons. It makes perfect sense on one hand that the Earth bound Decepticons would help in defeating Mandroid’s goal of eradicating all Transformers on Earth, but… Then what. The Decepticons had been causing problems still on Earth, and they understandably are ticked off at humans locking them up, but now they’re apparently buddy buddy with the Autobots and Maltos? Something feels rushed here. Feels more like in other circumstances, Starscream’s unit would be all “We’re only helping because Earth is where we keep our stuff: after that it’s back to trying to take over this dust ball!”

I dunno, I like that Starscream has an honest friendship with Hashtag, but I think I would’ve preferred it if the dynamic was similar to Silverbolt, Rampage, and Transmutate: a young, impressionable character caught between two friends’ conflicting beliefs. Starscream genuinely cares for Hashtag, but in a self destructive Jason Dean/Holly Viola kinda way, and thinks she’d be much happier with the Decepticons/her own kind instead of slumming it up with the Autobots and fleshlings. The arc would be Hashtag and Starscream in a conflicted friendship that involves Hashtag deciding if she’s an Autobot or Decepticon, and what that means for her family. It’s this sorta thing I think I would’ve liked more from the show, instead of what feels like everyone being Heroic Autobots and slightly more agitated Autobots.

Mandroid and GHOST also have a sort of sloppy conclusion…? It reminds me of what became of Cilas and MECH, especially how MECH ceased to be without Cilas, despite implications Cilas was part of a larger cog. Sort of annoying that seems to be repeated here, as if they can’t fully commit to new leadership in GHOST, for better or worse. Ideally, I say what should happen is Schloder takes over GHOST and it becomes a proper heroic Human-Transformer unit, however those loyal to Croft and distrusting of the Decepticons and Autobots go off to form a splinter faction: a new version of RAAT, MECH or Cemetery Wind.

Still I don’t want to make any rash assumptions. Shockwave wound up being controlled by Mandroid so I don’t see him becoming a new Decepticon leader atm, which was the prevailing assumption for S2. There MIGHT be Quintessons because of Quintus Prime and the mystery of where Mandroid has been and where he got his new gear and Sharkticons, but the writing of this show sounds like it went down hill, so any potential hints or plot threads might not be followed up on.

Soundwave’s deal with Ravage is never explained. Ravage, barring S2, doesn’t reappear. It was assumed they were planning a prison break, but Hashtag accidentally caused that to happen instead. The official guidebook for EarthSpark does offer an explanation: Soundwave is a mole planted by Optimus and Megs to confirm the location of the Allspark. Apparently the implication is the two leaders might be thinking GHOST acquired it in the explosion, or it was sent back to Cybertron as intended. But I’m not sure I trust the guidebook either as it makes references to mostly scrapped preproduction stuff like usage of the Ark and Nightshade’s originally more vague gender identity (they originally identified as Terran and saw no purpose for gender as a mechanical being. Admittedly this makes the in-show discussion about being non-binary with Sam make much more sense), and having a gargoyle beast mode instead of an owl one.

There’s also the EarthSpark video game, whose potential canon is up for debate once we get the full context, but the game sees Bumblebee take on Mandroid’s Decepticons (?) to stop Mandroid’s latest nefarious scheme. Mandroid is also in his earlier healthy state seen earlier in the season where as he’s pretty much a wigged out, disheveled addict now. Also, Simon Furman helped write the game, so his contributions shall be fun to see. Grimlock is in the game, so maybe he wrote that campaign lol.

The show also talks a bit more about the other Primes besides Quintus, with it being pointed out by a fan that Optimus is NOT the 13th Prime. For context, Aligned explained in ancillary media that Optimus is the resurrected 13th Prime known as The Arisen. Apparently Optimus was indeed online during the era of the Thirteen and fought Unicron before, only “dying” in a great sacrifice that saw him reborn as Orion Pax. IDW would lean into this, but neither confirm or deny it, with Optimus hesitantly using the Caminus religion about the Primes to his advantage in continued peace post war. The Optimus being The 13th plot was very unpopular, so EarthSpark dodging the issue is pry for the best, but I could see them coyly reference it with The Arisen appearing and being voiced by Peter Cullen.

Anyway, the continued dodging of the Decepticons as the primary villains and not committing to new ones persists and it continues to annoy me. If we got Quints, Predacons, Terrorcons or even Primacron as ongoing replacements that’d be one thing, but we’re not. It makes me even more intrigued but also concerned about Skybound. On one hand the Decepticons are back to being the villains, but the starting line up lacks Megatron which feels like a red flag to me. Instead it appears Starscream is the leader, which I’m fine with but the continued… well demotion of Megatron to antihero doesn’t bode well for the Decepticons in future media (and no TF One doesn’t count because it’s ANOTHER Aligned/IDW/Cyberverse origin story). Skybound could be saving Megatron for a big reveal/showdown like IDW1 and Animated did, but I frankly don’t trust Hasbro to let Megatron be bad again. I hope I’m wrong though and we get the old revels in bring cartoonishly evil Megatron in Skybound at least.

Here’s to EarthSpark S2 addressing its unresolved bits, and finding a new villainous Transformer team that’s not the Decepticons if that’s the path they’re choosing. I’m not holding out hope for a season 3 right now because of the current Hollywood strikes, and while I hear animation isn’t affected, that could change on a dime I fear.

#Transformers #transformers earthspark #skybound comics #Skybound transformers #blueike productions

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transingthoseformers · 10 months

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I could see SG Optimus challenging Starscream for the role of SIC. And after Starscream's defeat, perhaps he just waited for the right moment to escape. So he brought the news about the Decepticons' new power couple's newspark in exchange for amnesty. He knows what SG Optimus is capable of, has seen the twisted and obsessive love he has for Megatron, and knows it was only a matter of time before he decided that Starscream had to go.

While Megatron is off the field, he is indeed not sitting idle. He plots, and he plans, and SG Optimus makes sure those plans come to fruition.

Despite being who he is and what he has done, SG Optimus isn't interested in overthrowing Megatron. They truly do love each other, even if that love is horrible and deranged and possibly fatal for bystanders.

And since Soundwave is Megatron's enabler, he approves of this Optimus. That was something very important to Megatron. In turn, Optimus trusts Soundwave to protect Megatron when he's not there.

And perhaps that threat will lead to BL Optimus and Ratchet actually having a Talk about their feelings?

Honestly yeah

BL Starscream, as we know, often knows it's better to jump ship now rather than later (otherwise he's going to reap the consequences, which he has regretfully done before) and honestly? He's witnessed what that monster can do first hand, and he is not willing to be on the receiving end of it, and he knows how fucking dangerous that form of megop brewing over there will be, how dangerous it currently is.

It wouldn't be the first time BL Starscream had tried to gain an alliance (or at least a temporary ditch) with the BL autobots, and now is certainly not an exception. And, honestly? At this point? They're probably going to take this opportunity. They may not trust baseline Starscream, but they trust SG Optimus and BL Megatron even less.

It, honestly, makes sense that SG OP is content with this new set up. That fucked up kind of love is still love, that twisted sense of trust is still trust. And this is acutely horrible for any of their enemies, or allies who simply are unlucky enough to get caught in the— gODDAMN NOT MORE FIREWORKS. As I was saying, cons who are just in the wrong place at the wrong time.

BL Soundwave is exactly enabling baseline Megatron's newest pursuit, for multiple reasons. 1. It means he's no longer focused on the enemy prime because let's be real BL Soundwave motherfucking hates BL Optimus. 2. This alternate Prime is working with them flawlessly, and abetting the BL decepticon cause. Seeing SG Optimus determine BL Soundwave to be a threat to neither himself nor his relationship is interesting, but considering yes man baseline Sounders yeahhhh.

Also yes. Yes it will. BL Opiratch ftw, I feel like in general the aftermath of SG Optimus's damn quiet but getting louder rampage on the autobots, the current threat of the power couple alliance that's absolutely fragging up the war dynamic bloody, and finally the threat pushes them together.

#BL Optimus and BL Ratchet honestly need to talk about just #so much #so so much #whole lotta guys #maccadam #transformers #transformers prime #tfp through the glass au

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SP being a bastard and not recognizing EO as his sister anymore because of a mistake he refuses to acknowledge is such a bitch move (I need to see Op giving him a beating; also, creator's reactions/opinions on the subject) I'd imagine that Op and Elita would grow to be so much closer, and that both creators are starting to regret all that xenophobia/organicphobia propaganda

Also, at which point everyone is willing to go to cure her?, I mean, in canon she was isolated from everyone and therefor willing to do pretty much anything to cure herself, but now? She has the support of her only brother, and maybe her creators

We need to know about that Perceptor incident...

He’s just a lil bitch who’s afraid of spooders. Of course OP would argue with him about this and it would get very heated (almost becoming physical) and tension would still exist among them. When the creators hear about Sentinels behaviour that was when the fact she was organic went straight out the window and all they saw was their daughter. Sentinel would also argue with his creators except more tense now and eventually he became so much of a bitch Ultra almost expelled HIM from autobot academy and Alpha gave him a good slap on the face. So in the end Sentinel had to try and look out for Elita while also trying to avoid her as much as possible, which Optimus can clearly see him doing.

This was supposed to bring all the siblings together and I’m sure after a long time Sentinel would have to accept Elita for who she is and she’ll forever be his sister. When they were younger Alpha used to read all 3 sparklings stories on how brave autobot warriors slayed evil organics from other planets and their disgusting nature, what’s worse is that HE wrote all their bedtime stories so HE engrained it in their minds. He regrets it so bad and (hesitantly) erased all the books from the archives. Ultra is now contemplating his current planned route of enslaving certain organics and eventually calls the plan off (Cus of his daughter lol). The council then decides to etch away from the “organic bad” propaganda for awhile.

Her creators are fucking powerful they can ask the science division to find a cure (with her consent of course) to which Elita immediately agrees to. The science division can be very cold to her especially in her new state except for maybe Wheeljack Cus he’s awesome like that, but her brother(s eventually) and creators will always be by her side no matter what.

Ok time for the Perceptor thing. Once Perceptor and Wheeljack found a cure they called Elita in to enact it, Optimus was there to keep an eye and as emotional support for Elita. Unfortunately the procedure was incredibly painful and Elita was screaming and scratching her restraints in pain begging them to stop. Optimus and Wheeljack demanded Perceptor to stop it immediately however he could not feel pity for the girls screams. Only to get the job done. So Optimus and Wheeljack had to manually turn the contraption off and once it shut down Elita immediately went out of conscious. She woke up in a medical berth with her brother and creators by her side. She was glad the pain was gone but was disappointed once she looked down at her still organic hands. Ultra and Alpha were reprimanding Percy for his actions and Wheeljack felt abit to blame as well. But Percy just continues to stare, emotionless. Once they were walking alone Wheeljack asks Perceptor if this would’ve happened if he had his emotions. To which Perceptor once again replies logically. Creators had to go settle more things with the science division while Optimus stayed with Elita for comfort. Sentinel eventually came and bought one of their “dumb old story books” that Trion used to read to them. So they spent the night reading it together like old times.

Ultra and Alpha storm back to the medical room after scolding the whole science division. They wanted to be their for their daughter and make sure she’s alright. However upon seeing Sentinel, Optimus and Elita all asleep together like little sparklings again, they think she’s gonna be fine

#sparkling siblings au #still thinking of a name #this sucks don’t judge pls I’m dumb #srry for the essay yall #I’ve always been interested in Percy’s no emotion shtick and surprised it hasn’t been explored more #if anyone is talented you can gladly steal this idea from me for a fanfic or smtn

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cc-cobalt-1043 · 10 months

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Transformers robots in disguise 2015 "the shadow lurks"

Chapter 2: worsening

Over the next few days Jetstorm was plagued by constant nightmares of Shadow Raker, every time he told himself they were dreams however they only got worse.

Jetstorm soon started refusing to sleep in an attempt to stop these dreams.

However his also had a negative effect on him.

He became slower, tense and much more agitated as a result.

Drift, Slipstream, Sideswipe and the rest of the team quickly noticed the changes in the minicon's behaviour however whenever they asked him if he was alright he either lied and said he was fine or just said he didn't want to talk.

The Bee team were becoming incredibly worried for their youngest teammate and were trying to think of ways to help him.

About two weeks after the capture of Shadow Raker the Bee team received a suprise when Optimus alongside Ratchet, Undertone, Windblade, Jazz and Blurr arrived at the scrapyard in Prime Force One.

The team went to greet them.

"Optimus, I didn't expect to see you here, is everything alright?" Bee asked.

"I'm afraid not Bumblebee, I sense something bad is going to happen here, I have come to assist you." Optimus said.

Bee nodded and informed the rest of the team of their guests.

Sideswipe was naturally thrilled and even more excited when he learned Windblade, Jazz and Blurr had elected to stay even after the mission had ended.

He then took Jazz and Blurr out for a race.

Strongarm and Windblade talked for a while then Strongarm had to head on patrol.

Windblade meditated for a while before Drift approached her.

"Hey Drift." Windblade said getting up.

"Hello Windblade." Drift said kissing her servo.

"It's been a while." Windblade and.

"It certainly has." Drift said.

"So what have you been up to?" Windblade.

"Mainly training, I have acquired these for my students however.

He opened the case he was carrying revealing two minicon sized swords, one was red with black and gold detailing and the other was black with red and gold detailing.

"Wow, when you planning on giving them those?" Windblade asked.

"Admittedly I am not sure yet." Drift said.

"So how have the kid's been, I haven't seen them yet?" Windblade asked.

"They are currently watching a movie with Sideswipe and Russell, and to awnser your question Slipstream is fine, Jetstorm...not so much." Drift told her.

"What do you mean?" Windblade asked.

"Recently we captured my former master Shadow Raker, ever since the mission Jetstorm has been extremely quiet and withdrawn, I also believe he is not sleeping, Slipstream and I, as well as the others have tried talking to him about it but he refuses to talk, I don't want to force him but I am becoming very concerned." Drift said.

Windblade nodded and thought about it for a moment.

"I have a friend we could try, her name is Chromia, after the war she became a therapist helping Autobot and Decepticon veterans alike try to adjust to life after the war, i could call her and see if she is willing to speak with Jetstorm." Windblade suggested.

Drift nodded.

"Thank you Windblade, I greatly appreciate this." Drift said.

"No problem, anything for them." Windblade nodded.

#transformers #drift transformers #slipstream transformers #jetstorm transformers #jetstorm and slipstream deserved better #jetstorm needs a hug #and a good nap #drift is a worried dad #bumblebee transformers #optimus prime #ratchet transformers #Windblade transformers

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neonpaperlanterns · 1 year

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Cooling off

Heat clung heavy in the air, it shimmered and blazed along the blacktop. The sun blistered across the sky, nary a cloud in sight as the wind blew warmly.

Anywhere and everywhere the gentle thrumming of over-worked ac units and abused fans could be heard. Flowers were wilting and the trees looked ready to uproot and move indoors. There were no birds singing even mosquitos weren’t leaving the safety of their damp habitat.

“It’s hoooot.” Sari wailed as the child lay on the concrete floor of the Autobot base.

“I am aware.” Dori acknowledged from a similar position on the ground. Industrial fans circled them, blowing nothing. The power was currently not working due to something that Sari and Bumblebee had done. Neither were willing to say what though.

This left them in their current predicament of boiling alive.

“Tell me again why I can’t use my key to fix the power?” Sari’s arms shot into the air as she grasped at nothing. Her frustration was palpable as her tiny legs smacked against the floor.

The older woman put up one finger. “For one, you using your key caused this.” A second finger joined the first. “And for two, you’re grounded so no getting to use your key.” She said it with finality and the young girl’s face contorted into a pout. Dori frowned, she didn’t enjoy punishing Sari. She liked when she could be like the fun mom, aunt, or older sister type. Without her dad though someone needed to step up and be the parent. The Autobots could only do so much. Especially with how manipulative Sari could be with the bots naivety. Still she wasn’t fond of being like this. She wanted to do something though for her self imposed charge. It was scorching and with no fans or any way to get cool they would surely perish.

An idea popped into her head. One she was sure would make the kid smile.

Rolling over to face Sari, Dori smiled. “I know I'm being a total jerk who won't let you have your key but we can still cool off without it.” her feet waved back and forth as she caught Sari’s attention.

“I’m listening.” she eyed Dori.

Scooting closer to the child she hid her mouth with her hand and whispered into Sari’s ear. A grin that was infectious grew on the girl's face. Mischief twinkled in her eyes as she sprang to her feet. With zero hesitation they bolted towards where Bumblebee was sitting.

“We need to go to the store.” Sari bounced around the yellow bot. Dori nodded along, a small bitter twang went through her at having to ask Bee for a ride. There had been an incident last week that had left her car totaled and the energetic speedster was still making up for it. Bumblebee sighed, his gaze flicked from the tv to the outside. Heat shimmered in the afternoon sun. It made it look like everything was melting.

“But…” he trailed off, his shoulders slumped in defeat as he transformed into vehicle mode. His form squished and tensed in what she has come to understand is a pout. The two humans rolled their eyes as they hopped in.

Patting the dashboard, Dori gave a reassuring hum. “Don’t worry, all will be worth it.” she said it as cryptically as possible. Yes her plans were fun and she was sure the speedster would enjoy them but that didn’t mean she was above making him squirm.

It was funny.

Bee grumbled but took off, his windows down as he zoomed down the streets of Detroit.

Dori fiddled with his radio until music filtered about the tiny Autobot.

“Oh, when the sun beats down and burns the tar up on the roof”

“And your shoes get so hot you wish your tired feet were fireproof.”

“Under the boardwalk, down by the sea, yeah.”

“On a blanket with my baby is where I'll be.”

Swaying along with the song she turned up the volume. Sari was leaning against the passenger door, her hand stuck out the window as it caught the wind. Her head also gently bobbing along with Under the Boardwalk.

“Can we stop for ice cream before going back home?” she peeked over at Dori. Humid air blew in from the open windows as Bumblebee complained about how hot his tires were getting.

“Yeah, under the boardwalk, down by the sea, yeah.”

“Ice cream sounds amazing. Bee, you want to go through a nice cooling car wash before we go back? My treat.” she raised an eyebrow and the glowing radio.

“(Under the boardwalk) We'll be havin' some fun.”

The yellow speedster perked up. “Full treatment?” She couldn’t see his eyes but she knew exactly the face he was making. She was honestly too weak for these kids sometimes.

"Yeah sure. Why not." she couldn't stop a smile breaking out over her face as the car was filled with a victorious cheer.

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Yellow Roses

The first time was a learning experience.

Bumblebee had been innocent to the ways of human gift-giving back then, unsure of what to get or where to get it, but after using the internet and looking up where to buy gifts for humans, he found that there was a gift shop down the street from where the Autobot base was, and he begged and pleaded with Sari for some of her allowance money “for something important”.

He wasn’t sure what he wanted to get. What he was sure of, though, was that he was completely enamored with you and had been since day one- and he couldn’t bring himself to confess yet, but if he didn’t channel his feelings somehow, they were going to burst.

But as he approached the gift shop on that sunny day in Detroit, no other than Optimus Prime walked out and bumped into him. Thankfully, before he could fall back at the impact, Optimus reached out and caught him, placing him back on his feet with one strong servo.

“P-Prime, hey!” Bumblebee grinned and tried to look as inconspicuous as possible. He knew he wasn’t guilty of anything nefarious, per say, but he had no idea how Optimus would feel about him being in love with a human and wanting to buy gifts for said human with money that wasn’t his. “What are you doing here?”

“Uh, nothing much...” The other Autobot blatantly lied and hid a bouquet of blue and gold flowers that Bee didn’t know the name of behind his back, face burning the brightest shade of red the smaller bot had ever seen it. “Are you looking for something in particular?”

“I don’t know, I mean, what do humans even like?” Bumblebee muttered without thinking, and upon seeing Optimus’s optics widen, he raised his servos defensively and shook his head. “I mean, uh-! Never mind! What’s up with the flowers?”

“Ah,” Optimus gave an awkward grin and held the flowers in front of him instead of continuing to hide them, probably realizing that it was too late and Bumblebee had already seen them. The younger bot wondered if they were for Optimus or for someone else, but he didn’t dare ask, only listening to his leader talk. “I learned that unlike some other organic planets, on earth, it’s considered rude to pick plants if they’re in close proximity to someone’s home or in front of a public building or park unless they’re a specific type called weeds, which flowers aren’t, but I wanted to buy some for someone, so I came here to pick them up after asking Sari about it. Are you gift buying, too?”

“Well, yeah, I guess you could say that,” Bumblebee looked away and held his forearm in one servo, anxiously shifting his weight between his stabilizing servos. It felt like him and Optimus Prime had reached into the cookie jar and caught each other.

Bumblebee didn’t dare ask who the flowers were for even though he was dying to know in fear that Optimus would ask who he was at the gift shop for in return. An uncomfortable silence fell onto them momentarily, both of them quiet and staring at each other with the noise of traffic and the bustling Detroit citizens walking on the pavement who kept passing by to keep them company.

“I’ve been doing some reading since Sari’s birthday is in a few months,” Optimus tried to continue the conversation and cleared his throat. “The customs for gift giving can involve about anything when it comes to human girls, but the most common are flowers, books, chocolates, jewelry, clothing, video games, or gifts of practicality, which just seem to be hygiene products and things they can use in their daily lives. Gift cards and vouchers with money on them are also common, but considered less personable, so I wouldn’t go that route if you’re close with the one you’re buying for unless they specifically ask for it.”

“Oh... I gotcha. Good ideas, bossbot!” Bumblebee smiled again, the corners of his lip-plates sore from how forced it was due to his nerves.

What if Optimus had figured it out? That would defeat the whole point of his plan; buy you nice things and leave them at your door in the middle of the night without his name attached. It was simple and easy, but if Optimus knew before he even got to try it?

Well. That made it a lot harder.

Thankfully, though, Optimus gave him a nod and bid him a good afternoon, then walked away.

Bumblebee found himself letting out a sigh of relief.

Thank Primus...

...Hours later, Bumblebee regretted all of his life decisions. He was sitting, holed up in his room with one audial pressed up against your wall. It was a terrible habit of his, but he eavesdropped on you pretty frequently when he heard bits and pieces of you talking through the wall, and he was doing it right now.

He wasn’t sure how he had expected it to go, but when he dropped the bouquet of yellow roses at your bedroom doorstep when you were out for lunch and no one was in the halls, he had hoped that you would simply take the flowers, appreciate them, and never say another word. However, you were currently telling Sari about it, which made sense considering that the young girl dropped by your room often and asked you to do her hair or makeup as an excuse to spend time with you- you were an adult, a lot older than Sari, but the two of you got along very well considering that you were the only one who actually knew how to take care of her properly when Isaac Sumdac wasn’t around.

“I have no idea!” You exclaimed, no doubt in reference to the flowers. Bumblebee cringed. What if Sari made the connection that the money he had borrowed from her was for that? What if she told everyone, or what if you told everyone, and Prime realized why he was at that gift shop and let his secret slip? “I can only assume it was you or one of the guys, but like... I don’t know who.”

“Yeah, I have no idea! It wasn’t me, I would’ve just given ‘em to you. We should dig deeper, (y/n)!”

Oh. Oh, Primus, no.

“I’m not sure, Sari, whoever it was probably dropped it off like that for a reason,” Bumblebee heard you sigh, and at the same time, he let out a sigh of relief. Maybe you would just forget about it and-

“Wait! Do you have a secret admirer!?”

Dammit. Maybe not.

“I... Highly doubt that, the only one I’d be interested in anyways is-” You started, and then cut yourself off in a way that made Bumblebee’s spark shatter and crumble into little pieces inside his chassis. You were single, but you were already into someone? What if it wasn’t him? He’d understand, of course- Prime was stronger, Prowl was smooth, Bulkhead was talented, and Ratchet was intelligent. Compared to them, he felt like he didn’t have much to offer you. Everyone around him was amazing, and he was just there, but... He loved you, and he wanted you to know how loved you were. So, whether you’d love him back or not, he’d keep giving everything he had to you; even if the way in which he went about it was indirect. “Actually, never mind, but your braids are done-”

“No, wait, you can’t just gloss past that!” Sari whined. Bee almost didn’t want to hear the rest of your discussion, but he couldn’t keep himself from listening. “Who is it, who is it!?

“Let’s just go play Animal Crossing in the living room, we can talk about all of that at a later date, yeah?” You offered, voice laced with both your amusement and confusion.

“Fine, fine, but you have to tell me soon! Pinky promise.”

“Fine, pinky promise. Now let’s go.”

Bumblebee heard your door open and close, followed by what he presumed to be you and Sari’s footsteps in the hallway. The sound eventually dissipated.

The Autobot was left to lay back on his berth and stare at the ceiling with a huff.

You were telling others about the gift he left, trying to get to the bottom of it, and you were into someone or somebot he didn’t even know about.

What had he gotten himself into?

The second time, he felt a little better about it. It was a week later and he hadn’t heard any discussion of the subject amongst the other Autobots, so he assumed nothing had come from it.

But, as he lounged on the living room couch, he jumped upon you sitting down on the couch’s arm- right by where his head was laid.

It made sense that he had been jumpier around you over the past few days. Part of it was the usual I’m-in-love-with-you-and-super-tense-about-it jumpiness that he had become accustomed to, but it was made worse by the fact that he was guilty; guilty of keeping a secret from you, of indirectly lying to you. He could’ve done it the one time with the roses and let it die down after, but when you’d talked about your old game controller breaking the night before at the dinner table, he hadn’t been able to help himself- he went and got it along with a new bouquet of yellow roses, left it in front of your room later that night, knocked, and ran away.

It was the next day, and understandably, he’d been anxious about it. It was better than the first time, but he was just hoping you wouldn’t talk about it.

Of course, he was never that lucky, and you looked at him with the controller literally in your hands.

“Hey, Bee, do you know anything about this?” You asked.

Had he been caught? Did you know? Or were you just trying to get information from him in case he knew something? Unsure, he decided to play it safe and act oblivious.

“Huh? What’s that?”

“I’m taking that as a no, but someone left this new controller on my doorstep with a bouquet of roses? I needed a new one, but I only mentioned it to you and the others, so I think it’s one of you guys... But this is the second time I’ve received a gift without any name on it and I’m really confused. I’ve done some asking around, but the only one who seems to know anything is Optimus, and he won’t give me any hints and insists that he has no idea what I’m talking about.”

Great. So, Optimus probably realized why Bumblebee had been at the gift shop last week. Well... From what you said, it sounded like Optimus was at least decent enough to stay out of his business and keep the secret for him- or try to, at least.

“Yeah? That’s weird, I don’t really know why he’d be like that about it... Wanna play Streetfighter?”

“Sure, but I’m just super confused, man,” You muttered, turning on the playstation and giving a frustrated huff. The game quickly turned on, and while Bee took the old controller, you connected your brand new one and chose your stage, your character being Akuma. Bee chose Ken to fight with and listened to you continue as the game started. “I thought the first time might’ve just been a one-off thing, but it’s happened again, and the flowers were one thing, but now it’s flowers and a new controller. Anyone else would be creeped out, and I’m not creeped out- more flattered than anything since I know it’s from you or one of the other Autobots- but this is really expensive... I’d at least like to be able to say thank you!”

“That makes sense, I think I’d feel the same way,” The black and yellow bot mumbled. The game had hardly started and he was already losing due to his inability to focus- it was so bad that he couldn’t even combat you when you crowded his character into the corner and kicked him over and over and over again. His health bar dropped to zero, signaling that you’d won round one.

Round two started, and he did a little better; actually jumping away from your cornering attempts and offering some blasts and punches, but by the time it ended, he’d only gotten you down to half health, and you were delivering your final blow. Ken fell to the ground, Akuma still standing.

You didn’t even press replay despite being player one. No, instead, you let out a huff and stared at the ceiling. Bumblebee found himself resting his helm against your thigh without thinking, enjoying the warmth against his faceplates. You two were best friends, very comfortable with each other and with physical affection, so you didn’t mind it, only running a gentle hand over one of his audials in return.

Both of you set your controllers down. It was obvious that both of you were so focused on the subject of your anonymous gifts that the game didn’t catch either of your interests like it usually would.

“I might try to ask Optimus about it again tomorrow... Information extraction,” You joked, but Bumblebee quickly sat up and objected.

“Wait, I don’t think that’s such a good idea!”

“Huh? Why not? He’s the only one who’s given me so much as a reaction,” You argued and stood up to turn the game system off, then started pacing around the room. “And I guess his eyes getting all wide ‘n stuff may have just been something else, but like... It’s all I’ve got to go on.”

“Yeah, but you know how the bossbot is,” Bee stood as well, trying his hardest not to look like he was in the midst of blowing a circuit from the panic that was currently taking over his processor. “He shuts down when you push him too hard. If he knows anything about it, you gotta wait for him to come to you with that sweet info.”

“You’re probably right, Bee, thanks for the advice,” You smiled, and then walked to him to put a hand on his shoulder plate. “I’m gonna go to bed, ‘kay? Goodnight.”

You looked into his optics, and oh Primus, he was gone; your eyes were such a beautiful shade of (e/c), and your smile was so beautiful, and you were so beautiful, and he was so in love-

Quickly, he realized that he was taking too long to respond, so he quickly stammered something out.

“G-Goodnight...”

And then, you left, swiftly turning and walking out of the living room.

Bumblebee found himself letting out a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he missed you desperately.

He wished he’d given you a hug goodnight.

And, as he stood alone in the dark living room, he thought back to how exactly he’d ended up in his current predicament; painfully in love with a human, giving them things without having the courage to do it face-to-face, life feeling like it was falling apart with every hour that passed without him being able to kiss you and tell you how much he loved you like he so desperately wanted to.

He’d loved you from the very start, and as bold as he was, he couldn’t bring himself to tell you- he was just too scared, but...

What if this was what finally gave it away...?

The third time was what ended up blowing his cover. He should’ve left it alone, and he had told himself that after the last time- it was far too close of a call when you talked about Optimus knowing something, and he was so obvious with his own emotions during that, too... He wouldn’t do it again.

But then, he was shopping with Sari that day and saw a (f/c) hoodie that was just your size and style, and he decided you had to had it. So, when Sari was distracted at a different store, he got the hoodie, along with a new notebook, some pens, and a stuffed bee. He bought the gifts for you and put them in a nice gift bag with some paper, then left them by your door and disappeared before anyone could see him.

He was sitting in the living room yet again. It was late at night, and though him and his team had spent most of that night playing board games and catching up with a movie playing in the background, they’d all went to bed hours ago, leaving him to think by himself.

He’d lost at every game; Uno, Monopoly, Candyland, Sorry, Cards Against Humanity, and Scrabble, all because he was staring at you the entire time.

Why couldn’t he just get over himself and confess already? It was selfish to keep hiding from you, because what if the one you’d mentioned being interested in was actually him? And even if it wasn’t him, was it fair for you to think that he saw you as a friend when he was secretly in love with you? Was it fair for you to keep receiving gifts and never knowing who they were from?

Speak of the devil, though- the second Bumblebee looked up from where he was standing in the middle of the room, you were leaning against the doorway, wearing the hoodie he’d bought you and a pair of pajama shorts. You looked sleepy with your (h/l) (h/c) hair a mess and your soft hands rubbing the bleariness out of your (e/c) eyes.

“Bee?” You mumbled.

“(y/n), where’d you just come from? You look tired! You okay?”

“Yeah, I’m tired, but I’m fine. I was in the hallway, kinda waiting for everyone else to go to bed so I could talk to you, but... It took me a minute to come in here.” Bumblebee walked towards you and raised his optical ridge. His spark sank to the floor because oh Primus, was this it? Was it finally happening?

“Oh, uh... Why do you need to talk to me alone? What’s up?”

You averted your gaze and gently grabbed one of his servos with your hand, holding it tightly. Bumblebee took a sharp intake. You were about to start talking, and he wasn’t sure he was ready for it.

“I know it’s you,” You confessed with a guilty smile. Bumblebee froze in place and cringed. “I feel bad, but my curiosity was killing me, so I asked around some more and did a lot of prying- Optimus seemed like he was hiding something when I talked to him about it, so I pried until he gave up and told me that he suspected it was you; that he’d seen you at a gift shop the day I got the first bouquet, that he’d seen you lingering in the hallways the past few times I’ve gotten something, etcetera. He gave me enough details that I pieced it together, so... Yeah.”

“Well, at least it’s out of the way,” Bumblebee laughed out loud, and surprisingly, you smiled back at him. This wasn’t how he wanted it to come out, but he wasn’t sure it would have come out at all if not for this. “Getting human money without a real job is hard! Glad I could at least confess without having to do it so much that I went bankrupt.”

“Bee...” You started again, peering up at him, but he felt like he wasn’t ready for what was going to happen next. Were you about to reject him? He wasn’t sure he wanted to find out.

“Well, now that that’s done, I’m gonna go ahead and go to bed! I could use a really good recharge right about now-”

“Bee-” You cut him off with a pout and gripped his servo, obviously not done, but he only continued in hopes that you would give it up and let him escape the situation.

“Goodnight, (y/n)-”

“Bee!” You yelled and pulled him towards you by his wrist so you could get in his face. “For God’s sake, man, stop and listen to me talk for a second!”

“Okay, okay! I’m sorry! I just-” He tossed his hands up defensively, ready to spill his circuits out, only for you to cut him off.

“You don’t think I love you back, right? You’re such a dolt!” You exclaimed.

“What’s that supposed to mean!?” Bumblebee yelled back at you, processor only catching the insult before he thought back on ‘I love you back’ and froze. “...Oh. Sorry.”

“I mean I’ve loved you for months now! Even before I realized it, I think I would’ve been more than open to dating you at any point in time, I mean... You’re pretty great. Why didn’t you just tell me?”

“Well, uh-” Bumblebee stopped and took in a deep intake, then sighed and linked your fingers with his digits so he could hold your hand properly. The anxiety that had been building up over you for so long now was finally leaving his body and being replaced by relief.“I don’t know. I feel kinda stupid now.”

“C’mere,” You mumbled and wrapped an arm around him. He hugged you back, taking you into his arms and resting his chin on top of your head... He could get used to that. You were warm and soft as you relaxed your body against his and allowed yourself to be held. You let go of his servo in favor of curling your hands and arms up by his chest. “Thank you for the gifts. They were really sweet and I loved them all, so... I’ll be sure to return the favor.”

“Return the favor? This is more than enough to return the favor!” He grinned, only hugging you tighter. “I’ve always wanted to just, like, hug you like this-”

“You can kiss me, too, if you want,” You offered, which had him pulling back to look down at you, spark lit aflame.

“Really?” Bumblebee asked, just to be sure.

“Of course.”

There was a moment of silence; hesitance from both ends. It was true that, while both of you had been physically affectionate as friends, you’d never kissed, and Bumblebee had certainly never kissed a human. He’d been waiting for this moment for so long, but he had no idea what to do now that it was actually happening.

Thankfully, you took the initiative and wrapped your arms over his shoulders, hands on the back of his neck. You looked up at him one more time before standing on your tip-toes so you could gently press your lips against his. Bumblebee was frozen still for a moment as he processed your warm, soft lips against his cool metal plating, but after the tension faded, he found himself resting his servos on your hips and melted into it.

One kiss turned into many; again, again, and again, you moved your lips against his in a manner so intoxicating that he couldn’t get enough of it.

Eventually, though, you pulled away and smiled up at him, but now that he had gotten to kiss you like that, he couldn’t help but want more.

“I, uh... I’m not sure the favor has been returned yet,” Bumblebee averted his optics from your eyes, able to feel his spark beating faster. “I might need one more kiss just to be sure-”

You chuckled, cutting him off by leaning up again and sloppily pushing your lips against his- and, with that, he was gone.

#bumblebee #tfa bumblebee #tfa optimus prime #optimus prime #tfa #transformers animated #transformers #fanfiction #x reader #bumblebee x reader #fluff #bulkhead #tfa bulkhead #bumblebee is the simpiest simp #and we love him for it #king goes bzbzbzbzbz #haha totally not writing comfort content rn bc jenny jinya released a new comic no sir

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The Masked Decepticon

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Chapter 2: Dark Convoy

The next morning finally came. All of Team Prime had woken up, along with Blitzwing who they had contacted a few minutes earlier.

"So, what are your orders?"

Ratchet was prepared to lecture the triple-changer that they won't let Optimus become Decepticon Leader, but instead, said Prime told something that almost gave his teammates a spark attack.

"I accept this position."

"What!?"

"Optimus, are you serious!?"

"Optimus, this is a serious matter, please think this through!"

"Kid, this isn't a joke! Blitzwing's serious about this!"

Optimus quieted down the other four, "Now, now. I didn't say that I'm the one who needs to become the leader."

Ratchet covered his face in his servos, "Slag, you're not thinking of giving the title to someone else-"

"No, no! It's not like that! My point is-" the truck took a deep breath before explaining; "What I'm trying to say is, I accept this position. On one condition that I disguise myself."

Blitzwing seemed confused at the condition, "... I don't get it?"

Bumblebee agreed with the triple-changer, "Yeah, me either Bossbot."

"I'm still an academy washout, meaning that if Ultra Magnus, the Council, or any of the higher-ups knew, the first thing they will do is to try to use my position to control the Decepticons."

Ratchet grunted, "Hmm... Yeah, that does sound like something Ultra Magnus would do."

Optimus leaned in, servos under his chin, "So I plan to make an alter-ego so that if anything goes wrong, the Elite Guards won't be able to find us because this new 'leader' never existed. It will ensure both sides' safety."

Bulkhead seemed to agree, but then his optics widened as he realised something, "Wait. What do you mean us?"

"You guys need to help me out during this whole thing."

Everybot on his team looks unconvinced.

"If we can somehow make a peace treaty between the two factions, we can prevent another war from happening. I need everyone's help to do this."

Bumblebee hummed for a while, then shrugged, "Well, this seems like a plan. Plus, it does sound fun."

"As much as I hate it, it does sound like the only way to stop this whole thing without killing anyone." Ratchet paused for a few seconds before turning to Blitzwing, who had been ignored for about 5 minutes now, "Hey, who else knows that Optimus is the new leader?"

"Me and... Lugnut. Only the two of us know."

"Good. The fewer bots who know about this plan, the better."

"So... About this whole alter-ego situation. What exactly are we going to do?" Prowl asked everyone in the room.

"Simple. We make a voice call and ask Blitzwing and Lugnut to introduce me like that." Optimus explained.

"What if you need to make an appearance somehow?"

"We'll think about that part later. For now, can you try to call the Decepticons on Cybertron?"

"Right away. And don't get cold pedes now, little Prime! Hahaha!!!"

Xxx

Every Decepticon on Cybertron stared at the huge monitor in their base. They will be getting a new leader after Megatron's defeat. Some think it will be for the best, and some rejected this new leader of them.

To their surprise, Strika said that the new leader won't be showing himself. Not physically, of course.

An unfamiliar voice rang out from the speakers, "Good day, Decepticons. As you may already know, Megatron has been defeated."

Murmuring can be heard from the crowd.

"And by an Autobot, no less. But do not worry, I have defeated the Autobot in a fair fight. And as per the rules, I'll now become your new leader."

"And, who might you be?" A Decepticon soldier asked.

"... You may call me 'Dark Convoy'."

Xxx

The evening arrived in the city of Detroit, and Optimus is looking at the current situation on Cybertron. As Strika said, the Decepticons are rather wary about the new 'leader'. It was to be expected, of course.

Bumblebee looked over to the truck bot and asked, "Alright... Now what?"

"Now, I need to prove myself... But how?"

"Uh... Optimus. I think we have a problem. A huge problem." Bulkhead slowly said.

Everyone looks at the green bot.

"The Elite Guards AND the Magnus is going to come tomorrow." Say Bulkhead.

Optimus spit out the oil he was drinking, "W-What for!?"

"They have our signal and is coming for three reasons; our sudden appearance after 50 years, the Allspark, and the new Decepticon leader."

Optimus was scared. And right after he introduced himself to the Decepticon? Well, this is bad.

#tfa #transformers animated au #transformers animated #decepticon leader optimus #optimus prime #ratchet #bumblebee #prowl #blitzwing #strika #ultra magnus #megop #megatron #lugnut #tfa au #transformers #dark convoy

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Ratchet (Transformers) Chapter 16

“ Are you sure it won’t be a bother?”

You shake your head, chuckling.

You’d been considering expanding your garage to adjust to Ratchet. You figured he’d prefer being an autobot more than human, and you wanted him to have that choice to be himself whenever he wanted. It wouldn’t be hard to.

“It’s really no problem. This way I get more space and you can be comfortable. It’s a win win.” Ratchet looks more than a little grateful.

“You’re one of a kind (Y/N).”

“Stop with the flattery, it’s no big deal. That’s what friends do. “ Ratchet’s face twisted at that word.

Friends.

“I don’t understand, why do you still say that?”

“Say..say what?” you don’t get why he suddenly appears annoyed.

“Friends. Is that truly how you see me?”

He thought he’d been doing this right. Jonathan had been giving him tips to let you know how he felt. Holding hands, that’s something a couple usually did. He may not have been caught up with current courting customs, but he did enough research. Friends certainly didn’t look at each other the way he looked at you.

“I believed I was being forward with what I wanted, but it appears I was mistaken."

“Ratchet I don’t understand what you’re-”

“What if you were the one I want to pursue?”

The statement causes you to freeze. At the back of your mind, this is what you’d hoped for. But lately you’ve been questioning so much. Ratchet’s feelings being one.

Was he truly attracted to you, or was this a mere need to latch onto the only thing that brought him security. You wanted something real. And up until now, you never truly question just how much you may have been holding him back because you wanted to keep him close.

He reaches for you, but you pull back.

“You don’t mean that.” It’s not said harshly, more like in disappointment.

“It’s normal, Ratchet. You’ve been cooped up with just me. “ He’s a lot more relaxed around people than before, but you're the only one who truly knows who he is.

“You feel safe around me because you trust me. Trust and love aren’t the same Ratchet. I don’t think you really have feelings for me. So let’s just pretend this didn’t happen and move on. “

“Are you saying I’m so broken that I can’t process what I feel?” you meant to smile it all off, but his statement throws you off.

“N-No that’s not what I”m saying I just think that you-”

“That I’m latching onto the only connection I have with a human. An individual who has gone above and beyond to protect a stranger, an alien. Asking for nothing in return. A woman who’s as beautiful as she is inside as she’s outside.”

That catches you by surprise.

“I may not have been human for very long, but I am a being, capable of my own free will. I understand what it means to care for another. My comrades, they are my family. I care for them, the same way I’ve come to care for you.”

Your heart thumps at the confession. He’s been moving in since he started his speech. You're still standing with your back to the counter, and now that he’s directly in front of you, you have to tilt your head slightly to look at him.

“Am I not enough?”

“O-Of course you are! Why would you even..” your words fall off when his hand rests on your cheek.

“I never planned for any of this, but I don’t regret any of it. Nor do I think my feelings for you are false.”

And here you were trying to protect yourself. You were just afraid that he was confused about it all. You felt like you’d be taking advantage of him. But it was clear that this was his choice. He wanted this.

“I care about you too, Ratchet. “ You never thought you’d be admitting that to him.

He smiles, the first of many you hope. When his gaze fixates on your lips, that smile slowly falls and he swallows.

“Oh boy..”

He definitely wanted to kiss you.

“D-Do you..”

“Yes.”

His response is immediate.

His hand moves down your cheek, thumb sliding to your bottom lip. Your lips part in anticipation. You wish he’d hurry up and just kiss you. It’s his first, so you know he’s curious about it all. He’s apparently assessing every single detail. Your half lidded eyes, staggered breath, rapid heart rate. He inhales, groaning.

He could smell the effect it was having on you. With one quick move his lips cover over your own and you close your eyes, holding unto him. He knows he should show some restraint. Spending so much time around humans taught him a lot, about females in particular.

He should savor this. But he can’t stop himself. His hands wrap around your body, pulling you in. Every kiss is like a shot that travels right to his spark. He understood the appeal to this now. You taste sweet, feel soft, warm.

It’s something he didn’t realize he craved until now.

Your lips are parting and joining in hurried passion. This feels so good. You finally will yourself to pull back when you need to take a breath. Ratchet apparently doesn’t care too much for oxygen. It’s clear that he’s just as winded as you are, but he’s still littering kisses along your cheek, then your neck. You moan.

“Why do you smell so good..” He mutters into your skin. You’re positive he isn’t talking about your perfume.

“Ratchet..”

It’s a whimper. If this keeps up you know you won’t be able to stop.

“Tell me what you want me to do..I’ll do anything you want..” He whispers against your ear.

If you weren’t completely aroused before, you sure as hell were now.

“Don’t stop.” you demand. He grins.

“Gladly.”

He picks you up easily, and you don’t need to be a genius to know where he’s going. The slamming of his door echoes throughout the house.

Neither of you would be leaving for the next few hours.

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