#tfa fanfic

[skylarkking]

To Heal a Mockingbird

A TFA Ratchet x Mech!Reader

Word Count: 1.1k

Chapter 2: Clipped Wings

The fight did not go well for me, and now I lay on the floor of the Nemesis leaking and broken.

But they were not done with me yet. Megatron was not done with me yet.

"Please...." I rasped weakly as I tried to push myself up from the pool of energon that had gathered underneath. Lugnut forced me back down with his heavy pede, pinning me in place and forcing a yelp of pain from my voicebox.

"What should we do with him now?" Starscream sneered. "Take him offline?"

"No, that would be too merciful." Megatron snarled. He knelt down and forced me to look at him by grabbing my neck cables and giving them a hard pull. "I believe it's time to see if a seeker can fly. Without. Their. Wings."

"NO PLEASE!" I begged pitifully. "PLEASE! PLEASE NO! NO! GAH!" My cries would go unheard as Megatron gripped my wings and ripped them clean off. I shrieked in agony as energon sprayed from my back in an arc of color, the metal of my now dismembered appendage clattering to the floor next to my body.

"Throw him and these off my ship." Megatron ordered Lugnut.

"Please...." I whispered weakly, the thudding of my spark slowing more and more as Lugnut picked up my frame and wings. He carried me to the edge of the shuttle bay that I had used to free the medic, and with one fell swoop, I was tossed out of the ship.

I plummeted to the ground far below, my optics flickering offline as my systems shut down. The air roared past my audials as the ground rapidly approached. I was doomed, or so I thought.

Suddenly, my frame and severed wings were encased in an electromagnetic field, stopping my rapid descent to the ground.

"I got ya, kid!" I heard the familiar voice of Ratchet call from below. I was far too weak to respond as he lowered me down with a gentle thud.

The medic wasn't alone, however.

"Ratchet, is this the Decepticon that freed you?" Another voice said. I cracked open my optics just enough to see a few other bots surrounding my frame, one I recognized as Ratchet and the other a towering mech with a navy blue paint job and a massive warhammer, the Magnus hammer to be exact.

"Yeah, that's Y/D." Ratchet said as he quickly went to my side and hooked up a diagnostic probe to me. "Dammit... sir, his spark is going to go out if we don't get him out of here."

"No..." I rasped as I shakily gripped the medic's arm. "Let... let me die..."

"I ain't in the business of killing kid. You of all bots should know that." Ratchet said. "Just relax, okay? I'm gonna put you in stasis and get you out of here."

I felt a slight shock, and my entire frame went limp as stasis took over. I could still hear everything that was happening, but I couldn't move anything or feel much.

"Sir, I have to strongly object to this!" A voice from what I assume was one of the other bots protested. "We don't know what this... this Decepticon is capable of!"

"Not much right now, Pharma." Ratchet huffed in annoyance. "He's barely able to stay online. We need to get him a medivac if we are to save his life."

"I shall call it in." Ultra Magnus said.

"Sir, this is insane!" The bot called Pharma continued to protest. "We shouldn't be helping him!"

"He saved my life Pharma," Ratchet snapped. "Now I'm going to save his!"

"Sir!"

"That's enough Pharma." Ultra Magnus said. "He may information regarding Megatron's plans."

"What makes you think he'd talk?" Pharma asked. "These Decepticons are loyal to the core!"

"If that were true, I'd be dead." Ratchet growled. "Now please, I need some quiet in order to get him stable enough for transport."

I felt slight pricks of pain and heard the sound of a welder going, the crackling hiss it made seeming to act almost as a barrier of sound from the outside world. Bit as soon as it began, it ended, and I felt my frame get lifted up by 4 sets of servos and then get places on a cold flat surface. The cool metal beneath me was soothing, and I found myself slipping deeper and deeper into stasis, and I remembered nothing more.

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"Cmon kid." I heard Ratchet's voice say from somewhere in the darkness of my stasis. "I know you can hear me."

"R.... Rat... Ratchet?" I croaked weakly, my optics coming online and slowly opening to a bright light.

"That's it, follow the light." He said, which wasn't exactly the best thing for someone to hear. I ended up jumping in surprise and accidently whacking the light away in a panic. "Hey! I needed that!"

"S-sorry." I groaned as my optics adjusted to the light, revealing that I was in a recovery bay hooked up to an energon line and sparkrate monitor. I felt pressure on my back and could feel that my once severed wings were now secured in place with thick bandaging, no doubt in an attempt to allow my internal repairs to do their work.

"It's alright, Y/D." Ratchet said. "Just glad you're functioning is all."

"What.... what happened?"

"We were about to ask you the same question." The voice of Ultra Magnus said, my gaze shifting over to him and my frame stiffening with anxiety. I eyed him suspiciously, unsure of what his motives were or why he was here.

"Puh, like you actually care." I grumbled in annoyance.

"Kid, don't be like that." Ratchet said.

"Look, no offense, but your Magnus here doesn't exactly have a good track record for mercy." I said as I shot the Magnus a glare.

"Neither does Megatron." Ultra Magnus said.

"You think I don't know that?" I laughed sarcastically. "He's the one who beat me to scrap and ripped my wings off." I paused and then let out a somewhat defeated sigh. "Look, I don't know what you want with me or why you saved me, but you should have left me to die out there. It would have given you one less Decepticon to worry about."

"And one less healer for either side." Ratchet said. "Wouldn't that have violated your own moral of not harming medics?"

"Hrmph." I huffed, not bothering to answer the question because I knew he was right.

"Y/D, I'm going to offer you a chance that I strongly urge you to take." Ultra Magnus said. "In exchange for your freedom and all charges dropped, we need you to tell us what you know of what Megatron plans to do with the Allspark."

"I.... I can't."

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[ultra-phthalo]

I had a Blitzbee phase last year and printed off a few sheets of my fave blitzbee art work and fics. I had since moved and a box of Blitzbee stuff is just sitting in a box in my dad's living room. And he has a history of going through my stuff :)

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[moonlight-tmd]

Hello BlitzBee simps! I have brought you food for the spooky season!

I only saw like, one fanfic and a cominc on halloween with BlitzBee. So i made my own! Hope ya like it!

#blitzbee #tfa #maccadam #tfa fanfic

[gritsandbrits]

Memoir of a former Magnus

Nearly 14 years after TFA ended, we got an exclusive look at the fate of one of the show's most infamous character. Written to celebrate the 15th (soon to be 16th) anniversary of the show via the last character you expect Grits to have sympathy for. TW mention of addiction health issued and attempted genocide (failed).

Let me just preface for a cybersecond,

This isn't one of those self aggrandizing "oh woe is me" type posts. Nor is it a hit piece directed at anyone. I'm not here to beg for forgiveness - not that I deserve it anyways - but a explanation about where I've been for the last 14 years.

When I was Magnus I thought I could conquer the universe! All these solar cycles, my hard work finally paid off and I got the position I wanted. I thought Ultra Magnus's ways were too old and needed an overhaul. With the Decepticons returning, I needed to reestablish order of the planet. So I went to work right away putting strict rules on everything from commerce to curfew. In hindsight they were too much even for ME but we're getting there. While a couple of autobots did protest I immediately sent my guards to suppress them. The last thing I needed was a rebellion.

I was so proud of myself! All the attention was on me and I loved it. Whenever the camera was on I modified myself with the fanciest parts and cyber-silks to make myself look grand. I ate the finest energon and drunk from goblets of refined oils. I had femme bots fawn over me and I loved seeing their mechs squirming with jealously. I went to every party, often I left one shindig to go to another!

But mostly I loved the power. I could do whatever I wanted. No one could oppose be. I was the Magnus and therefore I was the law. But one group did: my ex friend Optimus (yes we're not longer friends but we're going to get to that). They didn't like how strict I was. I paid them no mind just because they took down megatron doesn't make them special they were still a bunch of janitors. How ironic.

Anyways, I enjoyed the power and things that came with magnus. I had bots supporting me. I had fan clubs, i commissioned holovids and statues in my honor. Had received expensive gifts from our allied planets. I had my own chambers in the citadel. I relished in digging my hands in whatever business a Magnus could take part in, signing documents as I would autographs. I even had my helm reforged to look even better than Ultra's. I finally had something Optimus didn't. He may have the public favor but I had money and power and that was all for me. Life was great.

But soon my lifestyle caught up with me. The treasurer confronted me about my spending habits. Who knew even the Magnus had to pay taxes? I would shrug and say I'll pay them off on time, limit myself to two new capes a day instead of the usual five. But then one day at a posh shop my cyber card got declined. I was in the negative. Thinking it might've been the expiration date I checked my other cards. I had a lot of cards set up in my name. But all the them declined. I was so embarrassed I ran out of the shop! Later I found out there's a limit to how much a Magnus could spend a certain period of time. When I confronted the treasurer he told me he already warned me about it.

That was just the beginning. As the conflict raged on more and more bots began voicing their dissatisfaction with how I was handling things. Some didn't like seeing me brag on the television. I waved it off as petty jealously. I put more rules in place to quash potential rebellions. I cut off trade from organic planets, not wanting to associate with them even though we got precious materials from them. Cybetron's economy was at a decline. I began noticing the reception was a lot colder. Every time I stopped by the elite guard HQ bots would walk the other way or whisper behind my back.

The workload was getting hard. For every stack of paper I'd sign, ten more popped out of nowhere. I had to undergo special training to defend myself nobody wanted a second assassination right after Ultra speaking of I hated speaking at his funeral because I was so hurt by his death. Unlike Optimus and Eli-Blackarachnia as she calls herself now, Ultra Magnus was not coming back. I couldn't go to him for advice and I disliked being lectured by the council. The last person I could talk to was Optimus but he was too busy being everyone's hero. That was another reason why I loved being Magnus: I didn't have to put up with living in Optimus's shadow. I was the star!

The attention began to get a little dull - and dangerous. Like a knife plunged into the side of my neck. I got questions in subjects I had little knowledge about. Rumors started to spread about my private life. Everywhere I go cameras would follow me and while I would stand there and smile soon I was getting irritated with how many were around me. Some fans started to act a little erratic. Getting too close to my personal space. Begging me to notice them, screaming my name so loud it gave me a helm-ache. Some of them removed their chest plates to get me to sign their inner plating - I frag you not this actually happened. Interrupting my private dates to sneak photographs, or scare away any femme I was with.

A couple were bold enough to attempt a break-in at the citadel just to get a glimpse of me. There was even one incident where, when I was retiring to my chambers after a particularly rough day, I went to my berth to get some sleep when I heard someone shuffling right next to me. I quickly turned the lights on and screamed as a fanbot greeted me as if I was their spouse. After that I had guards stationed outside my bedroom door at all times.

I was getting helmaches constantly. I became snappy - well more snappy then usual. See, I always had a temper and the extra baggage only made it worse. That only fueled the fire, bots began to question if I was in a good enough state of mind to fulfill my duties. I soldiered on refusing to look weak in front of them. I started taking a kind of pill that would help ease the pain - gouging myself by the bottle. My optics were losing their glow even my chin started to shrink under pressure.

I was taking every pill the medbot prescribed - gouging myself by the bottle. Followed by several glasses of oil. The cameras caught me dancing like a drunken beast at party. I would show up late at council meetings. Then not showing up at all. My words came out in slurred ramblings at engagements. Eventually I was getting kicked out at parties and bars because I was taking the fun out of it. Plus the curfews; bots called me a hypocrite for arresting them when I wasn't following my own rules.

Things came to a head when my former friend tried to take over the world with her army of new Predacons. I tried to quell the invasion by sending Cybetron into Earth's orbit. Even though it was a STUPID idea, at the time I hated anything organic and techo-organics were no different. One filthy organic was enough but a whole army of them? Hell no!

Optimus tried to reason with me. But something in me snapped. After all the stress, the crazy fans, the workload and financial embarrassment I was done. Done with everyone bossing me aroubd and expecting me to follow their beck and call. I yelled at him and insulted him. Told him I was the Magnus and what I say go an no one not even him could stop me. Even someone as friendly as Optimus couldn't overlook my behavior. We came to blows. Luckily Optimus did stop after her disarmed me and said the one thing i always feared he'd say: we're done. He could take my snide comments about him being maintenance prime. But even he couldn't overlook my planned genocide. Harsh but I'm not sugarcoating anything here. He vowed to do anything he can to stop me...and he did. Eventually Cybertron returned back to orbit and another techo-organic - her name is Sari - managed to get through to Blackarachnia and with her army, managed to stop Megatron and his ilk from taking over both worlds.

Oh yeah forgot to mention: I was manipulated by Megatron the whole time! Started when I came to his cell to gloat but he turned the tables by filling my head with promises of helping my solidify my reign. We found common ground in my dislike for Optimus. Funny, all this happened because I couldn't let go of my resentment towards him. He had been the only friend I had in the academy, besides Elita-1, and yet I've treated him like garbage. Anyways, after everything went down Megatron was put in another prison far away. As for me: I was fired.

Fired is putting it too lightly and again I'm not going to sugarcoat what I've done. I was actually charged with abuse of power, tax evasion, attempted genocide, you name it I was not let off easy. I was stripped of my badge and banned from rejoining the Elite Guard. I was frightened thinking I was going to be sent to the prison. But Alpha Trion must've took pity in me because I got exiled to Earth instead. His reasoning: so I can learn how to be more compassionate to others who don't look like me. As well as everybody on cybertron out for my aft - and rightfully so since I nearly killed them all - so it was also for safety. I was sent to live in the same continent Detroit was - I found out it is not in fact the name of the planet but one of millions of cities - in a smaller town located on an island. Griffith Rock it was called.

Griffith Rock was so different from the cities I was used to. There's barely any roads but they were important to maintain. Maintain. I guess that's two Primes who share the name even though I rank below a minor now. But it gets heavy snow in the winters and they needed a snowplow. Something to put my earth alt mode to good use. I hated living there. There weren't any loony fanbots but I still wanted someone to pay me some attention. I couldn't call Optimus at the time, we weren't on speaking terms. Not that I blame him I was a fragging horrible friend - but I still wanted his help.

A family unit of organics became my handlers. The father was a man named Chief Burns. He had four kids, three were adults and one still a kid. They ran the police, fire and rescue department all in one. But their equipment were not in good shape and they couldn't afford a new one. My strengths were needed and they were selected to take me in. Not just to benefit them but also so I could learn how to work with a team. I was so angry I didn't even want to be near one organic. But a whole family of them was the straw that broke the cyber camel's back. For a while I would sit in my alt mode refusing to move. Eventually Chief Burns came to talk to me. Unlike with everyone else whom sounded exasperated or defensive, Burns was oddly sympathetic towards my plight. He knew what happened to me and said we all made mistakes some cheesy shit like that. But that this could be my chance to make up for mine. For the first time in a long while somebody talked to me like an actual being. I thought about what he said and as much as I hated to admit it he was right. I had a second chance in life. I wasn't about to waste it wallowing in self pity. So I gave it a chance.

Over time I worked hard clearing away all the snow from the roads Even participated in a few missions to save some unlucky skiiers from falling off a cliff. While I didn't open up too much I began to talk to the organics. One time I had trouble shifting to bipedal mode so one of them had to operate me. I disliked the idea of an organic touching my inside but in an emergency I couldn't argue. So I let them inside. Surprisingly I didn't mutate into a weird manbeast!

That was another thing. Time on that isolated rock made me think about everything that happened. Including my distaste for organics. Turns out it was just a symptom of what I experienced on Archa 7. Chief Burns called it trauma, that I may have something called PTSD. It's something I struggle with to this day. The hate I had for organics was just my fears of ending up like Elita-1. The resentment was just grief, I was still hurting from what happened and with two absent friends I had to carry the weight on my own.

In hindsight that probably explained why I didn't have friends outside of Optimus; I was so afraid of getting hurt again I pushed everyone else away. All the snide remarks and insults directed at people was just my way of handling my trauma. All those rules I enforced? My controlling bossy behavior? Just me trying to find some semblance of control. I had to be in control of things because the last time I broke he rules it destroyed one of my friends. Unhealthy I understand now, but it was the thing that got me through life. Staying with the Burns gave me the space to process the trauma I had from my past and working on healthier ways of expressing my anger. These organics - humans - weren't the threat all along. If anything I wad the threat. But not anymore. I put that behind me.

It took solar cycles, but I'm officially at peace. I can't say if I've changed that's not really up to me to decide. While I I still have a temper I don't lash out as I did. Usually I take long drives through the forest to clear my head. The younger organics love me, especially taking them on rides. If I really needed to vent I write in my holo journal as I do now. Rung recommended me that nifty trick. The spark I once held wrapped around behind a tight wall I eagerly opened. I still like to brag but also know I am enough WITHOUT the crown without the titles without the finances. I even took up an Earth sport called fencing to help hone my battle skills. I became more self reliant. Got more careful with dosage after painstakingly going through withdrawal. I don't even touch refined oils anymore. Just plain oil for me.

Optimus and his crew did visit once to help us fight off some stray Insecticons. The reception was chilly but I don't blame them. I was nasty to them and they had every right to not want anything to do with me. But Optimus was still friendly and even supported me on my growth. But he made it clear any chance of returning to our old friendship is gone. I have to live with that.

Now when I look back at my old behavior I wished I'd let Bulkhead punch me. I can't even stomach past me, I was that repulsive! I wondered why nobody slapped me upside my helm they were so patient with me even thought i wasn't the same with them. I was bossy afthole who needed a hefty dose of reality. And while reality isn't nice it definitely beats running away from my emotions. I no longer resent Optimus. I have so much to say about him. I want to thank him for sticking by me all those solar cycles. Even though we're no longer friends I'll always appreciate his friendship. Who would've guessed spending time apart would be the healthiest our relationship ever been?

Anyways I've written enough. Again this isn't a letter meant to beg forgiveness or anything. But my way of taking back my life and being the hero of my own story. And hopefully be the hero for someone else too.

- Logging out, Sentinel.

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[lv0-cia]

Happy Valentines Day

Especially you @justvico love ya boo thang

Btw: please check out her fanfic, you’ll love it ♡♡♡

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[reel-fear]

ShockBee comfort and cuddles? Maybe one of them is upset or having a meltdown from being overstimulated, so the other holds them and they're just,, being somft <3 you don't got to ofc ^^"

HEEHEE I will gladly do some Shockbee comfort and cuddles! Coming right ur way~ taking place in an au where the cons n bots r working together to protect detroit just cause-

Bumblebee always considered himself a real energetic bot, no matter what life threw his way he tried his best to remain cheerful and peppy. However, there were days when it felt like life just threw EVERYTHING it had at him suddenly, causing a hectic day for him. First it was go stop a robbery at a bank, then it was pick up Sari from school because Sumdac was busy, after that do routine check up with Ratchet, listen to Ratchet lecture you on getting more sleep and drinking less caffiene, get hit by someone on the road NOT watching where they are going, go see Ratchet again with another lecture and then Optimus tells ya you got monitor duty tonight.

by the time Bee got to sit down and stare at the blank screen in front of him, he felt like his processor was totally fried. Thank primus he took his meds today because if he hadn't he was sure he would explode. It was a hectic day he would get to follow up with a boring night.

Bumblebee was absolutely dreading it and he just tried to get comfortable in his chair and rest his helm against the desk. Maybe if he could fall asleep he could sleep through the entire thing...

"Someone looks tired..."

Bee jumped at the sudden voice before he turned around to see a familiar red optic staring down at him with concern.

"Oh geez mech, don't scare me like that..." Bee huffed, laying his helm back on the table.

"I just wanted to know if you were okay... You look like someone ran you over..."

"Yea well I certainly feel like I was ran over... Thanks for the awesome compliment though."

"Right... Sorry..." Shockwave whispered and Bee sighed.

"No, no don't be... I'm sorry I'm being crabby... I've had a busy day... And not in the fun way." Bee explained. "That's not your fault though... I just can't believe I'm gonna end this night with moniter duty!"

Bee whimpered, shaking his helm sadly before suddenly sitting up as Shockwave's claws wrapped around his shoulders.

"W-woah whatcha doing Shocks?" Bee asked and Shockwave only chuckled.

"I'm trying to get you to relax honeybee. You said you had a terribly busy day so I thought it was the least I could do." Shockwave purred, massaging Bee gently in just the right spot between his shoulder joint and the rest of his frame.

"Oh you don't have to do that b-but... Hah, well don't let me stop you..." Bee whispered, relaxing into Shockwave's touch. Tense muscles and a weight he hadn't even noticed was there suddenly seemed lifted from him.

"You know... We could use one of these monitors to watch something, surely we can afford to take our optics off one of these cameras for just a bit..." Shockwave suggested, nuzzling his helm into Bee's neck.

"I couldn't agree more... Just don't let boss bot hear about this okay?"

Shockwave nodded in agreement, picking Bee up so they could get into a much more comfortable position. One where Shockwave was sitting on the seat Bee was just on and Bee was in his lap, now sipping on a bit of coffee Shockwave brought for them to share.

Shockwave struggled not to giggle as Bee nuzzled his chest and neck, spots where he was a bit ticklish. Of course Bee didn't let that stop him in his PDA, nothing really could when he was commited to it. He wasn't even glancing at the screen as he shushed Shockwave, telling him to keep quiet so he could find something for them to watch. He couldn't help but be such a tease like that~

"H-honeybee! Cut it out w-will you and find something for us to-to watch?" Shockwave whispered through his laughter, causing Bee to giggle and shake his helm.

"Okay, okay, geez someone is impatient huh?~ Hmm... Wanna watch some garbage reality TV?"

"Don't we always just complain when we watch those kinds of shows?"

"Yeah but I love complaining when it's with you. Plus I don't want to use my brain for a while."

"Fair enough."

Cuddling Shockwave while the two of them watched some... Lesser quality shows together was exactly the kind of mindless activity Bumblebee had needed... He would lean against Shockwave's chest, hearing the soft sound of Shockwave's spark beating and feeling the warmth that just surrounded such a big frame. Every once in a while Shockwave would pause and the two of them would talk about how obviously edited a moment was or a particular person who was annoying them both.

"Can she just stop being so rude and speaking over the other girls? She keeps saying they're fogetting their manners but she's been the worst this entire season..." Shockwave huffed and Bee shook his head.

"Betcha she only made it this far because of the producers." Bee muttered and Shockwave nodded.

The show was stupid, plainly stupid and frustrating to watch at times, it was overproduced and felt like every other reality show you could find out there. At some point Shockwave had paused the show and gone off on a tangent about a topic the show brought up. Bee didn't bother to remind him of the show, he just let Shockwave go on and on. Hearing his voice always made him feel so much better after a rough day, no matter what it was he was talking about.

The way Shockwave would gesture and emote with his hands and body only made it more endearing too...

After he was done, Bumblebee giggled before asking him. "Want to stop watching for now?"

Shockwave huffed, taking a sip of their shared coffee before answering.

"Nope, let's keep going." He whispered, unpausing the video as Bee' smile only widened.

A couple more sips of coffee, more episodes of garbage TV and Bee and Shockwave were both much more lively.

"You wanna actually watch something good now?" Bee asked and Shockwave chuckled.

"I would love to honeybee..."

The rest of the night stopped being a warm haze for Bumblebee, it was instead all so clear for him, him and Shockwave were both quiet as they watched one of their favorite movies. Sometimes pausing to comment on their favorite moments or to grab snacks and a drink. At some point Bulkhead offered to take their place for the overnight job but both of them politely declined. They were having fun and though Bumblebee was still somewhat tired from his day, he was so happy it would end on such a wonderful note.

Just him and Shocks together, Bee comfortable in his lap while they shared coffee and snacks. Sunflower seeds, popcorn and pretzals, it wasn't a movie theater and it wasn't a night filled with anything but junk food.

But these quiet intimate moments between them meant everything to Bumblebee. Nobody would really know about this night or everything that happened during it, because it would be a rather boring story to tell.

But Bumblebee looked forward to another busy day, in the hopes of having an even more boring night, as long as Shockwave was there to make it magical. Just for him...

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[wonderwomanpleasesteponme]

Transformers Animated Swap au

A Spider's child

Nemesis, formerly known as Optimus and the Black Spider, has been living on the strangest of islands out in the middle of Lake Erie with three transforming robot dinosaurs brought to life with Sari's All Spark key, one of which supposedly their leader seemed like he has a bit of crush on the beastformer. Ever since Megatron was killed by Elita-1 and her crew with the help from that explosion, Nemesis has taken it as an opportunity to leave the Decepticons and become a neutral party so a name change was in order seeing as the Black Spider name was given to him by Shockwave and he wanted to distance himself from his past as a 'con as much as possible. The Dinobots were the ones who had given him his new name since he told them he didn't have a name so they gave him one.

Nemesis had decided to go to the mainland in order to lurk around to see what Elita and her crew really had to offer to see if he really should join them.It's not that he doesn't like the Dinobots he liked them well enough, it's just that they could get a little too much at times. He would also like to reconnect a little more with his past as an Autobot.

Nemesis made his way from his hideout, which had apparently once been home to a criminal called Meltdown who had abused the Dinobots during his stay which meant that Nemesis would be beating the living Pit out of him if they ever meet, to tell the Dinobots that he would be leaving for a bit. Nemesis found the three Dinobots roaming around the clearing in the middle of the island which was being covered by one of the Autobot Prowl's hologram devices. Nemesis knew that he already liked Prowl on the count of him keeping the Dinobots safe.

"Dinobots, I'm heading out to the mainland for a bit, I'll be back around midday!" he called out to them, "Grimlock you're in charge while I'm gone."

Before he could leave Swoop swooped down in front of him.

"Me, Swoop, would like to offer you, Nemesis, a ride to the mainland," said Swoop whilst pointing at Nemesis.

Before Nemesis could respond to Swoop's offer Grimlock in robot mode pushed Swoop to the ground.

"No, me Grimlock you take spider bot to the mainland!" declared Grimlock while pushing out his chest in pride and pointing to himself.

Snarl looked up at what his brothers were doing and simply shook his head and went back to sleep. It would take Nemesis a while to get used to the Dinobots treating him like this since back on the Decepticon warship he was treated as just a runt and science experiment, mostly the former since Shockwave was given a long term assignment by Megatron there was nobody to experiment on him. The Dinobots' hospitality was another point in Nemesis' book to trust and make him want to hurt anyone who dares hurt them.

In the end Swoop ended up dropping Nemesis off near the port. Nemesis decided that he would travel via underground passageways in order not to be spotted. He knew that Elita and Sari wouldn't freak out upon seeing him and attack him but he couldn't count on the natives not fainting upon seeing how grotesque he was and the other Autobots not attacking him on sight thinking that he was still a Decepticon. He only wanted to observe them not interact with them.

After a while of traveling in his altmode, if you could even call it an altmode, Nemesis came across what looked to be the ruins a battle. There were broken down machines that the organics used to complete everyday tasks littered all over the floor. Most of them didn't even looked destroyed just not powered on which confused him on why they were even down there in the first place.

After a while of looking around Nemesis began to hear faint noises of machary coming from underneath some rubble. The noises sounded like those that a newspark, the Cybertronian equivalent of a newborn baby, would make while in distress. Upon realizing that those were the sounds of a newspark Nemesis' parental instincts kicked in and took over while beginning to search the area for where the newspark might be.

Nemesis found the pieces of rubble that the newspark was underneath and began to dig them out. After a short while of digging Nemesis finally found the newspark. The newspark was mostly blue with gold highlights and red optics. Nemesis held the newspark closely to his chest and began rocking him from side to side in an attempt to calm them down, which seemed to have worked. The newspark immediately calmed down whilst being held by Nemesis. Soon the newspark fell asleep in his servos.

Nemesis looked down on the now sleeping newspark with a soft smile on his face. That was when it hit him, what was a newspark doing on Earth much else a former battleground. Elita was going to have some explaining to do. If the newspark was anyone of her crewmates' creation that they had abandoned he would 1) beat the everliving pit out of them and 2) he would most definitely not be joining Elita's team. But, for now he should head back to Dinobot island and prepare a place for the newspark to stay. He's sure that the Dinobots wouldn't mind having a baby sibling around.

#maccadams #transformers #tfa #tfa au #tfa swap au #tfa optimus prime #tfa grimlock #tfa swoop #tfa snarl #tfa soundwave #tfa nemesis prime #babywave is here #i did say in a previous post that Soundwave would be a baby in this #is it just me or did snarl in the eps he was in really seemed like he didn't give a shit about what the other dinobots did #tfa fanfic #transformer fanfiction

[chaotictragedyarcade]

FUCCKINNNG AAAAAAAAA

https://archiveofourown.org/works/35490823/chapters/94665034

EDIT: WHY THE F7XK IS THE LINK NOT W9RKING?!?!

#maccadam #transformers animated #tfa #tfa fanfic #tfa blitzwing #tfa lugnut #blitznut #blitzbee #ao3 fanfic #ao3 link #GOD SO HELP ME #WRITING CHAPTER 3 HAS BEEN A FUCKING N I G H T M A R E

[justabunchofhyperfixations]

Have a quote from the blitzbee fanfic I’m writing 

“Hmmm no.”

‘Frag you.”

“Do it yourself

#transformers animated #tfa blitzbee #tfa blitzwing #blitzbee #fanfic #tfa fanfic #quote #yes I did colorcode the quote based on who saying what #tfa bumblebee

[i-am-so-sad-i-cant-cry]

New Chapter for Benefactor :)

Um... hi! This fic isn't dead, just very slow right now ;v;

#tfa #transformers #maccadam #tf fanfic #tfa fanfic #megop #tfa optimus #tfa megatron #soundwave #im not dead! #fanfiction #my fanfic

[skylarkking]

To Heal a Mockingbird

A TFA Ratchet x Mech!Reader

Word count: 1.4k

Chapter 1: A Decepticon's Decision

A/n this story takes place partially pre-series before going into the series.

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'War raged across the planet, just like our lord wanted. Death, destruction, chaos, all of this was his doing.

And I was one of his soldiers.

But how far can a soldier go before he begins to break? Before he crumbles? Before...'

"This is stupid." I muttered to myself as I stared at the datapad in my grip and the words I had written on them. I ended up turning off the data pad and returning it to my subspace before flopping back onto the cold berth of my quarters.

I stared blankly at the ceiling with crimson optics and a tired gaze, my mind running and racing despite not having a proper recharge in a very long time.

War had been raging my homeworld for Primus knows how long, a war I once thought was justified.

But with recent events, my loyalties and morals had begun to come into question.

"Y/D! Report to the Nemesis! Now!" My commanding officer, Starscream, shrieked over the comlink.

"Yeah, yeah, calm your circuits, Screecher." I grumbled in response.

"GET TO IT OR-" He started to bark before I cut him off by hanging up, my frame slowly rising up from the berth with a stretch of my wings and a satisfying round of pops from my joints.

I made my way out of my quarters and into the hall of the barracks I resided in, several other Decepticons looking over to me with suspicious glances before returning to their usual business.

I ignored their gazes and turned down the hall towards the take-off strip. My form shifting after a running head start sent me into the air. I cut through the skies with the grace and speed of a true Seeker, something that I was proud of but was far less vocal about compared to my C.O.

I eventually made my way towards the Nemesis's flight deck, where my forms shifted again as I landed. Almost as soon as my pedes made contact with the metal plating, Starscream came out and began to lecture me about 'being disrespectful' and 'uncooperative'. I tuned out most of what he said, at least until he said something that actually caught my interest.

"We have an Autobot prisoner for you."

Starscream's words caused me to perk up curiously, my optics meeting his as a result.

"Sir?" I asked. "What do you mean you have an Autobot prisoner?"

"Well, if you had been paying attention -"

"Aaaaand here we go again." I muttered to myself, cutting the second in command off.

"As I was saying," he continued with a growl. "We have an Autobot prisoner who may know the location of a great power source. However, I believe he needs some.... convincing."

I sighed in annoyance and waved my servo in a way that conveyed my distain for the whole affair.

"Like I told Lord Megatron, I'm no longer practicing nmemosurgery."

"Yet you still have the probes." Starscream said, followed by a smirk. "Surely they aren't there for show."

"Look, I don't think it's a good idea, okay?" I said firmly with narrowing optics. "But... I'll see if I can coax the information out of this bot."

Starscream sneered with a dark chuckle and motioned for me to follow. I reluctantly complied and followed the seeker inside the Nemesis, where we weaved through the various corridors to the brig. Inside one of the cells was a bot with a red and white paint job who looked no older than I was. His frame mildly dented and scratched from what I inferred was a struggle. Judging by the markings on his frame, I could tell he was one of the Autobot medics, something I did not like.

"This is the bot you want information from?" I asked Starscream with a hint of disgust in my tone.

"He knows where the power source is. All you have to do is make him talk." Starscream growled.

"Both you and Lord Megatron know that I do not harm medics!" I snapped. "It's dishonorable!"

"You and your stupid sense of honor!" Starscream barked. "Just shut up and do it! Unless you want me to get Lugnut to tear your sorry paint job apart!" I flinched in fear at the thought of the hulking mech, a shiver running up my spinal strut and causing my wings to fold tightly against my back. "That's what I thought." Starscream huffed. "Now get to it!"

"Y-yes, sir." I stammered out as I entered the code to the cell and retracted the bars. The medic scooted back and away with fear as I entered, his baby blue optics practically staring into my spark.

It made me nervous.

"Commander, please leave us be so I can focus on my work." I said to the seeker.

"Ugh, fine!" Starscream muttered. "Don't screw this up!"

Once Starscream was out of audial shot, I knelt down by the injured medic and carefully took his more injured arm into my servo, my optics quietly inspecting the dented and cracked metal

"What's your name?" I asked as I ejected out one of my various repair tools and got to work on fixing the medic.

"Wh... why do you care?" He asked with a quiet voice.

"Because I like to know the names of my patients." I said, not even looking up from my work. "My name is Y/D if you'd care to know."

"I... I'm Ratchet." The medic said with an increasingly confused expression on his face.

"Ratchet... I like that name." I said nonchalantly. "It suits you."

"Oh, um... thanks?" There was a long silence as I repaired the medic before Ratchet spoke again. "Why are you doing this?"

"Hm?" I questioned as I looked up at him. "Doing what?"

"Helping me. Why.... why are you helping me?"

"Morals." I said flatly. Thankfully, that answer seemed to satisfy the medic, and I was able to finish the repairs to his frame.

"Thank you." Ratchet said with a strange sense of awe.

"There is no need for niceties." I said. "But nothing comes for free, and you know what I wang."

"You want to know the location of the energy source. Well I can't tell you."

"This energy source must be powerful if you are willing to hide its location from me." I said.

"Listen, if Megatron gets ahold of this, everyone and everything on Cybertron will be destroyed." Ratchet said with increasing earnest. I studied his expression for any malicious intent or falsehood, but I could not find any on his face or in his optics.

"This... power source you Autobots are hiding. If it is this powerful, why have you not used it?"

"Because using it would be the death of us all." Ratchet said grimly. "And.... it wouldn't be right to use a source of life for a weapon of death."

Those words clicked in my mind, telling me exactly what the power source was in an instant.

"The power source," I said with an urgency in my voice. "What is it?"

"I... I shouldn't - "

"Please." I practically begged barely above a whisper. The medic paused a moment before sighing in defeat.

"It's the Allspark."

The energon in my tubing practically froze in place, my optics widening with an increasing fear.

"No, it... Megatron wouldn't dare...." I whispered. "He wouldn't.... would he? Sure, he's strong-willed and stubborn, but... this..." I was so shocked by this revelation that I ended up staring blankly at the floor.

"You didn't know that was what he was after, did you?" Ratchet asked. I shook my helm, and in that moment, I truly began to question my loyalties.

"He never told me anything." I said quietly. "I... I can't let this happen. I won't let this happen." I stood up and offered a servo to the medic. "Come with me, I'm going to get you out of here."

Ratchet took my servo, and I pulled him up on his pedes, the pair of us quickly darting through the halls and towards one of the shuttle bays. I shoved the medic inside and forced it to deploy, the medic and shuttle drifting off into space.

"TRAITOR!" I heard the bellow of Lugnut roar, my helm whipping around to see him, Megatron, and Starscream all aiming their weapons at me.

"I KNEW HE WAS A SLIMEY AUTOBOT SYMPATHIZER!" Starscream shrieked. I ejected one of my blades and held it defensively, my focus entirely fixed on the glaring warlord.

"Is it true?" I snarled. "Are you really planning on using the Allspark as a weapon?"

"Of course I am." Megatron growled as he drew his own blades. "Too bad you won't be alive long enough to see it come to fruition."

"Then I'll just have to stop you."

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[whirlybotart]

released a short fun little fic featuring Blurr Shocks n Bee our bestest boys <3

#tfa #shockbee #shockbeeblurr #shockblurr #blurrbee #bumbleblurr #transformers animated #maccadam #maccadams #transformers #transformers fanfic #transformers writing #tfa fanfic #tfa sari #tfa dug base #tfa wheelie #tfa shockwave #tfa bumblebee #tfa longarm #tfa blurr

[moonlight-tmd]

I FINISHED YOOOO

here ya go, my blitzbee simps. enjoy. i tried my best. :3

#blitzbee #maccadam #tfa fanfic #wedding fic #tfa

[gritsandbrits]

The Reason You Suck Speech ~ Sentinel Prime Edition.

After being fed up with the way Optimus Prime gets treated by his so-called friend, GritsandBrits finally reads Sentinel the riot act. Sentinel Prime Bashing, Optimus Defense Club. Warning for any Sentinel stans this is very negative towards him and tbh he needed that.

Tv Tropes: Someone delivers a speech to another character on all the reasons why that other character sucks or is a horrible person. There are several contexts in which this can happen.

In this context, it's giving 10yo me the chance to finally say what she wanted to say about Sentinel. He may have gotten off easy in canon but we aren't in canon are we? 

Okay. I have had enough of you badmouthing Optimus! Now I'm not saying he's perfect - who gives a damn! Perfection is boring and the way I see it trying to achieve it only leads to more problems! And I have never seen a more clear example than you Sentinel Prime! You like to rub everyone else's failures in their faces yet do nothing to help them grow. You strut around like Primus's given gift to the universe expecting people to like you yet barely have a good word to say about anyone. Even the few bots who do give a damn about you you treat with contempt.

The show may have let you off the hook then but it's been over for twelve years now and nothing is holding me back from calling you out. Even years later I'm still mad no one actually called out you for being an asshole, save for that one time Optimus told you to take your attitude and stuff it. That part made me laugh. And deserved.

You went around making everyone feel bad about themselves. You nearly put your own team in danger when you bribed Decepticons, said an ageist statement towards your boss In the Almanac, and would've endangered both planets has that fourth season been made! All the hurt you caused you got away with it... Not this time! Nobody ever talked to you like that? Good. Perk up those antennae I got more. 

You are part of one of the most powerful defenders in the universe. You are a candidate for what is the most powerful position on your planet. You're like almost royalty to your people yet here you are acting like you part of a school clique talking shit about people behind their backs. Ever since you came to earth you been carping and sniping at Optimus more than usual. For what? Because he's a college dropout? Or is it because he made something of himself with being a dropout and without you! Him being happy ticks you off, so you gotta cling on to what little control you have left by undermining his work. Bad enough he had to drop his things to bail you out and having to waste precious time and energy foolin' up with you!

His job was to maintain the space bridges not be your personal lapdog! Just because he's a janitor doesn't give you the right to make messes for him on purpose. It's basic courtesy. Then again, you wouldn't understand courtesy if it hit you in the chin!

It's not just the way you treat Optimus it's also how you treat everyone else. You make fun of Bee and Bulkhead, they told me about how you were at boot camp by the way. You pick on Jazz and the Twins for expressing interest in our planet. You even had the gall to insult Prowl's memory when he was the one who gave his life to save Earth AND your world! If not for him you wouldn't be here now bullying the way you do. 

Yeah I said it! You're a bully! A prime bully who throws tantrums when he doesn't get his way. Who likes to make everyone else miserable! Who bullied his way into positions of power! We're all happy and content with our lives with all its faults and follies and fun and freakiness. Even you with your lack of courtesy, we still accept you, so why can't you accept us? Do you have to destroy everyone to make your life worthwhile? The worse part is you don't own up or express remorse. Rather, you blame other people for suffering the consequences of YOUR actions!

You complained about Optimus lying to you about Miss Spider, well what about the other times he told you the truth? When he warned you about the Decepticons' presence on Earth, or Wasp's innocence, or organics not being a threat, all you said was: you're lying, I don't believe you, you're just a dropout, arrest them all! Not a 'let's settle down and figure this out together', nope! Just straight up threatened them with prison! He tries to be honest with you but you refuse to hear him out! 

You complain about a lack of communication but how can we when you go around insulting everyone! The rare times you do speak positively it always come out so backhanded, like you have to point out something negative no matter how inconsequential it is. Everyone's forced to walk on eggshells around you. Why? Because we know you got a negative remark loaded on your tongue. That and you like to brag. Loose lips sink ships as they say.

And back on lying, honey he never lied to you. If anything he was protecting you! He didn't want to hurt the both of you so he had to make a hard decision at the cost of his own wellbeing. When you did learn the truth, instead showing the poor thing a bit of compassion, you tell her that she was better off dead! What is that to say about someone? Especially someone who was your girlfriend? 

She probably didn't have much of a choice, and you know good and well how slick Megatron is! But besides that, you were hurt yes, but you have the time to seek closure. Instead you denied your ex a chance to heal from her traumas. You continue using Optimus's own trauma against him.

You plot and scheme to further your ambitions not caring who gets hurt. You try to inflict trauma on every organic on this Earth. Tell me, are we really a threat? Or are you just venting your anger over not being told about Blackarachnia? Given your past behavior I would not be surprised if it ends up being the latter. 

That's another thing every time you faced with a difficult situation you immediately lash out. Optimus has been your biggest victim. When it's not dumping your the responsibility on him, it's sneering or picking on him. You ever stopped to think how Optimus might've felt? The guilt he feels over not saving her? The fear that someone could hurt her, or that she might hurt innocent beings. How he has to shoulder not just his own grief but yours as well. How he has to deal with your hatred. 

You say you don't haye him yet that doesn't stop you from treating him like a tool. Do you ask him how he feels? Did you offer him comfort in his time of need? Or are you the only one ever allowed to feel sad? Maybe you can learn his side of the story if you bothered to give him a chance! You claim it's too late for apologies but the thing is, that's not a reason for you treating everyone like junk. When others make mistakes they at least try to fix them, or move on and take steps to do better in the future. Even if it's not verbal, there's other ways to apologize and grow. 

You could've worked with Detroit. You could stop calling Optimus that awful name. You could've open you heart - excuse me - your SPARK to others and learn about our planet. Sure you can't change the past but that don't mean you can work on yourself now. Everyone even in the fandom been nothing but patient and kind to you, and you returned it with spite. You can't fathom being happy with yourself so you hafta drag everyone down with you. 

But yet Despite all the garbage you hurl at Optimus you know he never spoke badly about you? Sure an exasperated sigh here and there but never slander. He never went out of his way to hurt your career, hell he gave up his future for you! Yet you still treat him like a threat to the point of attacking his teammates to get at him. All the harm you've inflicted on him, he still helps you out! He could've left you at the mercy of Headmaster but helped you get your body back. He could've let you get killed or hurt but he comes to your aid like a real friend should. He saw something worth salvaging.

Are you willing to toss all that away for temporary catharsis? 

You let one tragic mistake sour your worldview so you project that onto others. They make a mistake you don't give them grace. You don't give it yourself. You expect everyone else to think and act exactly like you, selfish and mean, yet you see the opposite. Bee and Bulkhead try new things and has hobbies. Jazz plays our music, Ratchet studies our medicine, Prowl loved our wildlife, and Optimus loves everyone. Even you, you hateful self-centered jerk. He cares so much about you though I can't see what it is that makes you worth saving. 

Every day they go out to help the city not expecting to be rewarded or even thanked, but because it's the right thing to do. Meanwhile you're just standing around huffing and puffing, refusing to lend a hand. Stubbornly clinging on to that cynical mindset that being flawed is inherently evil and that nobody can be good. We fought things bigger than you, yet you treat us like a bunch of idiots who don't know anything no it's you who don't know anything! But even those aren't a good enough reason to carry on acting like that.

Your whole life has been challenged, and now that everyone seen you for the sad, scared soul you truly are, they stopped entertaining you. You lied to yourself, you're stuck with that lie and nobody is around for you to dump your frustrations on.  You can't keep living off lies you know. You can't force everyone else to live in them either.

Now I know what I just said won't get you to change your mind and honestly, I've stopped waiting for you to have an epiphany a long time ago. It's clear you're content with the path you're going down but you will have to walk it alone. The rest of us will continue to enjoy ourselves. We'll love our flaws and freaky grossness. You? You be all alone with only your crown for company. It's sad it has to be that way. But I hope you take it as the time to reflect on the choices you've made and will make. That when you do eventually become the Primer Prime, those choices had better be worth it. 

#transformers animated #fanfiction #tfa #character bashing #sentinel prime bashing #optimus prime defense club! #tw long post #transformers #tfa fanfic #rant #basically EVERYTHING i wanted to say to this dude for 17 years #fuck sentinel #he really did not deserve Optimus; and optimus deserved better #tropes #tv tropes #the reason you suck speech #bashfic #self insert

[as8bakwthesage]

Chapter nine is OUT BABYYY

#song of the transcendent dance #tfa #transformers animated #transformers animated fanfiction #tfa fanfic #blitzwing x oc #megatron x oc

[chaotictragedyarcade]

So um... I have this AO3 blitzbee/blitznut fan fic I'm writing and uh... thought I'd post it on here to see if anybody is interested... However, this fic is EXPLICITLY NOT FOR MINORS! THIS IS A NSFW FANFIC AND I HIGHLY RECOMMEND THAT MINORS STAY AWAY FROM THIS!

I really don't want minors reading this and getting a nasty surprise of NSFW in the later chapters. SO PLEASE, FOR THE LOVE OF PRIMUS, AVOID READING THIS IF YOU’RE UNDERAGED!

This is my first, and hopefully final warning.

#transformers animated #maccadam #tfa #blitzwing #tfa blitzwing #blitzbee #tfa fanfic #transformers fanfiction #18+ content #blitznut #valveplug