#transformers prime short story

[zsocca55]

It was fun to see you guys guessing who the mysterious ‘she’ might be. Surprise! It’s Alexis!

Whether she is president or just a politician in this AU is up to debate, but she is one of the few humans who know about Cybertronians residing on Earth. Plus she has some history with Starscream. 👀

What do you guys think? 🤗

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[quibbs126]

Random stupid fic idea that came to my brain just now

So you got Optimus and Megatron, post TF One, both being sad about the whole breakup

But they’re like, so sad and mopey that basically everyone on both sides is like “okay this can’t go on, we need to get them back together”, to the point they basically secretly meet up and agree to do this and live in peace afterwards because they can’t take this anymore

But also they can’t exactly just tell them to get back together since Megatron’s technically still a war criminal and Megatron refuses to outwardly admit he misses Optimus. So basically they have to get them back together without letting them know they’re doing so

But also the two are idiots who refuse to admit to anything, and everyone is going crazy and trying to come up with increasingly elaborate ways to get them to make up

I don’t know, I thought it was funny

[oraclenorzi]

Deserving [TFP Drabble]

"Move aside, Prime!" Starscream shrieked, wings hiked up to his shoulders. A mad grin split his faceplate, and the Autobots stepped back involuntarily.

The retreat wasn't so much fear for Starscream, per se, as one would believe, but rather for the relic he held in his servo. A violent and terrible relic that fed on the malevolence of the one wielding it. A relic straight from the times of Primus and Unicron.

"Starscream." Optimus raised his servos gently, submissively, inching forward every moment Starscream's gaze darted away. "It doesn't have to be this way."

"Oh, spare me the speech, Prime." Starscream rolled his optics. The relic pulsed mockingly in accordance. "We all know it doesn't apply to me. The moment I let go of this relic, all pretenses will drop, and you--All of you--will have nothing to stop you from ripping me to pieces!"

Ratchet scoffed. "It may be hard to believe, Starscream, but we are not dishonorable like you."

"It's war!" Starscream shrieked, and the tone grew to piercing. The artifact pulsed in his servo, "There is no honor in war! You all act as if you haven't damned sparklings to die alone on the field, you all act as if you are all so holy, well? Well what, Prime?! What is it now?! You think you all are the only ones with friends that died?! My brothers are dead because of you!" Starscream pointed the relic at the Autobots, faceplate screwed up in rage. "My trine is dead because of you!"

The Autobots jumped away. The ground exploded, raining a shower of debris around them. The air was now clouded with dust.

"Starscream had brothers?!" Smokescreen yelled.

Arcee scowled. "Seekers are so terrible they're born in threes!" she informed, yelling as well. Starscream had taken to his own shrieks from a height above them, blasting the relic wherever he desired.

"Starscream!" Optimus yelled. The relic in Starscream's servo started emitting a malevolent purple light that spread up the Seeker's arm. Soon, Optimus realized grimly, soon it would reach Starscream's spark, and then everything would be over. "Starscream!"

"Oh, shut up, Prime!" Starscream hissed, aiming the relic towards him.

"That relic is going to eat you alive, Starscream." Optimus growled, afraid and unflinching alike, even in the face of his certain demise. Starscream faltered. "You know it. You feel it. Stop this now." Optimus's faceplates softened into something fragile. "I am sorry for your brothers. For the war that has perpetuated this long. I am... sorry."

Starscream choked in rage. (Pain?)

"I could not save them," Optimus continued on. "But I can save you." he reached out a servo. "Please. Let go of the relic." Let me save you.

Starscream stared at the servo blankly, and then smiled bitterly. "Ever with the savior complex, eh Prime?"

There was no question about it.

Starscream dropped the relic, but he did not take the servo.

(He did not deserve to be saved)

[asktheunicronduology]

we like to have fun around here

[nouns-are-bad]

Transformer Angst! Megop/D-pax short drabble:

“Dee-“ Orion reaches his hand out, trying to grasp at a bot far away. Out of reach. Blurry and unrecognizable. A hulking figure beside the small bot whose field is menacing and angry and *pain*.

A hand clamps onto Orions intake, silencing his loud plea.

“Shh. You have done enough already.” Optimus says, looking forwards at D-16 and Megatron, their shapes more blurry as optical fluid rushes to fall down his face plate.

“B-but i need to tell him i love him!” Orion says, struggling against Optimus’s grip.

“No. Dont put that onto him. We have done enough. We will live with our mistakes and never know peace. It’s what has to happen.” Optimus’s vocalizer cracks and shorts as he speaks, static fill his speech as he sees D-16 and megatron walking farther and farther away.

“I-…I never got to tell him…” Orion weakly moves against Optimus, a last struggle to get to D-16.

“And you never will.” Optimus says, his voice fading out as the world around Orion flickers and changes.

A battlefield. Chaos and energon spilt everywhere and on everything.

There is the sound of a cannon charging up behind Orion and he turns quickly to see D-16… no, Megatron aiming right at him.

A single tear falls as a fusion pulse goes through Orions frame and into Optimus’s.

A staggered yell.

The matrix hums and Optimus’s spark spins at higher and higher speeds. A revival will happen soon, painful as ever as plating mends itself back together forcefully. Bent and twisted, Optimus’s body moves on its own as it stands up.

Axe forming in one hand, a gun in the other.

Megatron’s booming voice catches in his throat. Seeing the prime like this, dead but moving. A puppet of Primus’s will.

Optimus’s optics flicker back on, and as his chest plates mend together again in a painful crack, he haggards a sob out.

The middle of a battlefield is no place for Orion Pax. Orion Pax died back in iacon, surrounded by mechs and femmes all watching him fall. D-16 giving up on him and letting him go.

“Why wont you just offline already!” Megatron yells out, and runs towards Optimus full charge intending to finish him off for good this time.

Optimus doesnt respond, his battle mask engaged and a fighting stance has been taken up, no matter how much pain his frame is beaming to his processor.

The battlefield is no place for a Prime either. Cloaked in his own energon, fighting his own spark.

There is no love in war, and war cannot make love come true. Optimus will offline millions of stellar cycles later by Megatrons servos, and the matrix will give up on reviving him just one more time.

And in the presence of Optimus Prime’s graying frame, Megatron will feel powerless to stop himself from crying.

Tearing out the Matrix from Optimus’s chest and breaking it in half before picking up Orion Pax and holding him in his arms once again.

There is no love in death. Only loneliness and regret.

If only D-16 had reached out as well. Turned around and saw Orion, arms outstretched and pleading to be heard and seen.

But D-16 was always looking forwards for Orion, not backwards.

And megatron will always be looking back for Optimus Prime where all he will see is nothingness.

“If you look back, you will only find disappointment. He is not there for you. He never will be.” Megatron had said to D-16.

“Why? Why wont he be there?” D-16 had asked, vocalizer cracking.

“Because he betrayed us. We will always be in his shadow. Keep looking forward and you will see him in every mirror. Every shadow. You will take him down one day and get revenge. Do not regret it.” Megatron said roughly. No gentle pat to comfort D-16, no kind words like Orion would have spoken.

Just violence repeated over and over again. Their cycle will never end, the stars do not will it so, and neither does Primus.

[lets-try-some-writing]

Farewell Little Hero

Humans do not live long, this is common knowledge. And so years after Cybrtron's restoration, Arcee returns to Earth to talk with her old ward one more time.

(Enjoy this short story :D)

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“It’s been a long time… I’m sorry for taking so long to come see you again.” Sitting down on the grass, Arcee did not look toward her ward. Her optics were firmly on the rising sun in the distance.

“I am sure you have been wondering what we’ve been up to.” She continued with a deep vent to calm herself. So many years away from Earth… she had almost forgotten how beautiful the organic world could be when war was not eating away at her conscience. 

“Bumblebee is doing just fine. He’s an Enforcer now. Last I checked, he was leading a team here on Earth to capture rogue Decepticons.” Birds chirped in the distance, but Arcee’s ward did not answer. She did not look away from where the sun crept ever higher, she couldn't bear to. 

“He has a collection of younger bots with him. Strongarm, Sideswipe, Windblade, Grimlock, and an older mech called Drift. There are three minicons as well, but I didn’t have a chance to learn their names.” Arcee informed absentmindedly as she tracked a leaf that blew past in the wind. It was almost Autumn, Jack’s preferred time of year. He liked being able to wear long sleeves and a sweater without cooking alive in the heat of Nevada’s notoriously aggressive summer rays. 

Jack had even gone so far as to go on vacation out in Missouri and occasionally Alaska just to get a taste of some decent cold after spending his whole life in the air fryer that was Jasper. Arcee could vividly recall his various complaints about the heat over the years. He wasn’t particularly fond of the frigid cold either, but he always had a good time bundling up once and a while to enjoy snow in a different state. 

“I think you would have gotten along with Bumblebee more, at least now that he’s learned what it’s like to deal with those younger than him regularly.” The grass was uncomfortable as it slipped into seams in her plating and caressed her cabling like the skittering limbs of scraplets, but she paid it no mind as the sky turned from black, to purple, and then to a bright orange. Cybertron’s sky did not have such color in the early joors of the cycle, at least not like on Earth. It was such a small thing, but Arcee missed it during her time away.

“Bulkhead has taken on a position as an architect. I never would have thought he had it in him, but he enjoys working to return our world to its former glory.” A smile pulled at her face as she recalled the various instances of Bulkhead sighing in exasperation at Vehicons and other workers under his command. They had no clue what they were doing, but they tried their best. Bulkhead was patient, at least as much as a mech once belonging to the Wreckers could be. 

“There have been more than a few accidents, but he recently restored the Archives of Iacon under Optimus’s direct supervision. I think you would have laughed if you saw just how nervous Bulkhead was while working on the project.” A quiet chuckle escaped her vocalizer as she recalled the intensity of which Optimus devoted himself to the Archives restoration. Bulkhead had been so anxious to do it right that once it was complete and got the Prime’s approval, the former Wrecker passed out on the spot. 

“Primes don’t party, but apparently they do care a great deal about books.” Feeling for a container she brought with her, Arcee wordlessly pulled out a sized down datapad she’d asked Optimus for. Jack always expressed an interest in Cybertron’s stories when he wasn’t otherwise occupied with his two fellow troublemakers. She ran her digits over the surface of the device before placing it beside her ward without looking over at him. 

A gift given far too late to be enjoyed…

“Optimus died on Cybertron. I never told you because at the time… I didn’t want you to be upset. He only returned to us recently, and he’s settling into his former role as an Archivist.” Jack and the others were not exactly close with Optimus, but he was always a giant, even to Arcee and the team. He was unshakable, an infallible titan. His death to restore their world was one of the harshest reality checks Arcee had received in vorns. She never told her ward of Optimus’s passing simply because she wanted to ensure that Jack, Miko, and Rafael still had that wonder of their younger years.

Humans aged quickly. A vorn was enough for a human to live out their entire lifespan. If not telling them about Optimus’s death allowed them to keep that magical aspect of the Prime’s memory alive, then Arcee was willing to do just that. But of course, now he was back, and Jack had not had the chance to meet his childhood guardian again. 

“Wheeljack has been doing Primus knows what off in space. Sometimes he brings in refugees, other times he vanishes for stellar cycles at a time. But he always comes back alive, so you can reassure Miko with that knowledge.” Arcee still did not look at her ward. She did not expect an answer from him. The silence served well enough as the world continued to come alive in response to the sun rising ever higher. 

“Ultra Magnus has kept himself occupied trying to get the government in order now that he’s no longer blacklisted. I forgot to mention it, but for a while our government went to slag. Hundreds of Autobots were exiled for supporting Optimus during the war.” No reaction met her words, as was expected. Cybertron always seemed to have a new civil issue to deal with. First was the caste system, then the high council. Of course the war came next, and then just as they finished their mass slaughter of their own people, the new government decided it needed more power.

A fragging mess. Thankfully, it was one that was being dealt with.

“It’s fine now though. Ratchet has stepped up with other war veterans from both factions to set things right. He hates his job and calls the old team regularly to be a glitch about it. Optimus helps sometimes, but it's largely Ratchet and the new council who run things.” Arcee could almost see the confusion written on Jack’s face at the prospect of Ratchet of all mecha being the one to run a government. The doctor never was the most pleasant during the war, but since its end, he had mellowed a degree. But of course for Jack, it likely seemed preposterous. 

“Surprising isn’t it? I never expected it out of him either. But Ratchet was a Senator in name before the war. He didn’t do a lot since it was honorary, but he knows how politics and governance is supposed to work, at least in theory.” Arcee smiled again as she shuttered her optics, feeling the cool air of the morning turn into something warmer as it brushed past her face. Like this, she could almost imagine things as they used to be.

“I know you and Smokescreen got along well, so I think you would be happy to know that the rookie is doing just fine. He’s signed on with the Enforcers until the Elite Guard can be reestablished.” She recalled how much fun Jack and Smokescreen had even while war raged. It was such petty enjoyment. Trashing the car of a bully and goofing off… despite that, Arcee had not seen Jack laugh so gleefully until the rookie came in. For that, she could be somewhat grateful for the trouble Smokescreen brought with him and continued to create wherever he went. 

“Knockout is working in a clinic in Praxus, Soundwave is currently in rehabilitation on Optimus’s orders, Starscream is dealing with the same. We don’t know where Megatron is, but he’s staying quiet. The other Con’s seem to have largely calmed down enough to rejoin us on Cybertron.” Her voice rang out on the hillside as she reached into her container again and pulled out a photograph she’d had printed and framed. It was of the whole team smiling during the anniversary of Cybertron’s restoration. They were all there… except for Jack. 

“Arcee, the others are waiting for you.” The sounds of wheelchair wheels rolling over the ground reached Arcee’s audio receptors. Nodding once she gathered up her now empty container in her arms and moved to stand. Rafael smiled up at her as she did so. His wrinkled face still left Arcee doing a double take even now. He did not match the memory of the young boy she knew but a vorn ago.

“I know… I just wanted to catch up with him.” Sorrow sat heavy in her spark as Arcee at last turned to look at her ward. A soft song escaped her vocalizer as she got down as low as she could to gently press the crest of her helm to the marble surface of Jack’s tombstone. There was no warmth in what remained of her ward, but as she pulled away and carefully arranged the datapad and picture at the foot of his grave, she felt a degree of peace.

She had not been there for Jack as much as she should have been, but she could hold his memory in her spark. So long as she lived, Jack Darby would not be lost to the tests of time. She would ensure it. 

“Farewell little hero. May you be at peace wherever your soul is destined to go.” Arcee allowed her touch to linger on the top of the tombstone a moment longer before she gathered herself and turned away back toward the base. Rafael rolled along beside her and together they moved in silence. 

They would remember, and when Rafael joined Jack and Miko in their rest, Arcee would carry his memory with her as well. 

They would not be forgotten.

[a5cl3pius]

@presidentofthelipglossclub Inspired by your repost

Heatwave was the last to wake from stasis. When he awoke the Sigma was empty. It racked its brain trying to remember what had happened.

Ah yes, the energon eater. On a subconscious level those creatures terrified Heatwave, and all Cybertronians alike. They fed on flowing energon, somehow being able to sense it, and well, enegon flows through a cybertonians veins.

It shook its head. He was here now, that ment they had survived the energon eater. And for a moment he assumed "here" was Cybertron. All thought of that vanished when it stepped outside of the ship.

"Where are we?" Heatwave could hear Chase ask. Good, the younglings were okay.

"Who cares? It's not Cybertron. I wanna go home!" Blades whined.

"Home? Why would you want to go home? Don't you understand? This is an organic planet! There is much to understand!" Boulder was quite animated.

Heatwave walked onto solid ground. He observed the area around him. Boulder was quite right, it was an organic world. Although, most worlds not in Cybertrons corner of the galaxy were organic so it couldn't pinpoint which one.

"Boulder, you take interest in Organic worlds, can you tell which one we are on? The ships navigation system was damaged during the fight with the energon eater." Heatwave hummed.

Boulder looked dumbfounded. It was at least worth a try, he surmised.

"You're on earth. I am Optimus Prime," came a strangely familiar voice.

Heatwave would have immediately gone for his weapons if that voice wasn't so damn familiar. His head shot up go where the voice came from, its optics narrowing. The mech the voice belonged to walked out of the shadows, the three younglings began to ask questions but Heatwave wasn't paying too much attention. That Mech looked familiar as well...

It hit the fire bot like a fucking fright train running down those tracks at full speed. It's optics widened, but he kept his thoughts in his spark. Orion Pax, or rather Optimus Prime, surveyed the group, optics landing on Heatwave. Heatwave knew that the Prime came to a similar conclusion when the Mechs optics widened.

"We need to get your ship covered, please assist me in pushing it into this warehouse." Optimus finally said.

The four quickly followed instructions and pushed the ship into the building.

"What do you mean Cybertron is no longer our home?" Chase asked.

Amazing, something Hearwave was too zoned out to hear originally. Optimus looked between them all.

"You may want to sit down."

If it was being honest, he suspected something would happen with the caste system for quite a long time, although it hurt to hear that his home for so long had been destroyed. After a while of processing Heatwave stood up and made its way across the room to where Optimus was standing.

"Now, who in the scrap decided to make you a Prime? Mr. Breaking into the archives. I swear D-16 and I had to bail you out several times."

Optimus sheepishly smiled, "Well, Primus has their reasons."

Heatwave nodded and the two lapsed into silence.

"We cannot send those three into a war. I refuse it," Heatwave finally spoke up, spectating the group of the three bots.

"That is where we agree, old friend. They are both young and unprepared for war. There is a human I could call... he could find a place for them to be what they were created to be, Rescue bots."

Heatwave nodded, his optics traveled back to Optimus, "Now, tell me the story of how a trouble maker like Orion Pax, became a prime.

[starsha-k-luna]

OK, so ever since I saw Transformers One, I couldn’t help but think of that scene from Netflix She-Ra Series Finale where Adora sees her future and Catra saves Adora life, then tells her she loves her and they kiss at the end.

I was thinking of Optimus Prime being in Adora’s place and Megatron in Catra’s place.

I wanted to draw up a comic, but DRAWING TRANSFORMERS IS SO HARD!!!!!!

So I decided to try and write it up as a mini story instead, being set where OP is sacrificing his life for Cypertron (think of when OP sacrifices himself in TF Prime Season Finale) and Megs being at his side trying to get him to wake up and keep him alive.

Sorry if it’s a bit weird, I’m an Artist not a Writer.

Megatron is holding his foe (former best friend) Optimus Prime in his arms as he slowly slips away after giving his life force to save Cybertron from destruction.

“Hang in there Prime, you’ll bounce back, you always do,”said Megatron with tears starting to form in his eyes.

“It’s ok,” Optimus says in a quite small voice as he closes his eyes.

“Orion!” calls out Megatron, not caring he called Optimus by his former name a name he has not said in such a long time.

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Optimus wakes up in an unfamiliar place looking in a mirror his reflection, he looks slightly older. Then he hears the door open Bee comes in with Megatron (who looks like his old self when he was D 16) right behind him.

“Let me just clean you up a bit,” said Megatron in a playful voice.

“Nooo,” Bee says as he runs giddily toward Optimus and hides behind him before Megatron can catch him. “You need to save me, Dee’s going to torture me”.

“Stop being dramatic already,” says Megatron with a small smile on his face.

Then Elita One comes into the room.

“Alright everyone, enough playing around,” says Elita. “We have to meet up with the city leaders and we cannot be late.” Then she grabs Bee by the arm and begins to drags him out of the room.

“Ok, bye guys see you later,” says Bee as he and Elita leave the room. Megatron starts to follow before turning back and facing Optimus who has been quite through out the whole ordeal.

“You coming Pax” Megatron says as he holds out his hand for Optimus to hold.

Optimus smiles (especially after hearing his old name) and begins to take Megatron, no Dee’s hand.

Then Dee’s hand glitches, then his whole body before his form glitches into Sentinel Prime’s form.

“What a beautiful wish,” says Sentinel Prime with a sinister grin on his face, “Too bad it will never come true”. Then Sentinel grabs Optimus by the arm and the whole room turns into a Black Void.

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Now Megatron is Panicking!

He can literally see the life fading away from his former friend’s body.

In a last ditch effort to get through to him, the starts to talk to him.

“ORION PAX!” He calls. “Please don’t give up come back.”

Then he notices Optimus twitch. He heard him! Megatron keeps talking.

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Meanwhile Optimus is being dragged down further into the Black Void by Sentient Prime as he laughs.

Then he hears a familiar voice.

“ORION PAX!”

He eyes open wide then in an opening he sees Megatron holding out his hand.

“Come on Pax!” Megatron calls out. “You can’t give up, you’ve never given up on anything in your life, not even on me, so don’t you dare start now!”

Despite Sentinel Prime’s grasp, Optimus is able to get his right arm free and try’s to grab Megatron’s hand, but he’s just out of reach.

“I, I can’t” said Optimus.

“No, don’t give up,” said Megatron pleadingly, “I’ve, I’ve got you.”

Optimus starts to look away looking defeated as Sentinel wicked smile grows wider.

Megatron then says with tears flooding his eyes.

“Don’t you get it Pax!” Begging at this point because he was not about to lose him.

“I love you, I always have, so please just this once stay!” Then Megatron grabs Optimus’s hand.

* * * * * * *

Megatron wakes up, wait when did he fall asleep and looks over to see Optimus has also woken up. He looks at him and asks.

“You love me?”

“You’re such an idiot” Megatron responds, then a gentle hand motions his head to look towards Optimus, he has a gentle smile on his face and simply says.

“I love you too Dee,”

Then Megatron pulls Optimus close, then they share a kiss.

The Matrix of Leadership glows brightly and heals Optimus.

That’s The End!

I don’t now how exactly too end it, so I’m just going to leave it there.

Anyway let me know what you all think?

I’d love to hear some feedback and if there’s anyway to improve it?

I’ll see you all next time👋

[fictionphilosophy]

Hey everyone, I am posting the link for my TikTok video because it will be slightly more immersive than my YouTube video, because the music that is included. But if you want to check out a non-music video I will YouTube link as well.

[petitelepus]

TFA Jazz x non binary bot reader fluff please and thank you

I know you are sick my friend so I wrote this to cheer you up! Remember guys, I'm currently taking only Demon Slayer Requests!

You were humming happily this human song that played on your inner radio. You were a small little car that was brought to life with this piece of thing called AllSpark. You were cute as a button and had a sweet personality to match it. When you were found by Autobots they had offered you a place amongst them and it honestly sounded like a deal too good to pass.

So you were just minding your business and enjoying the breeze of wind against your windshield when your radio suddenly buzzed, signaling that someone from the base tried to reach you.

"Hello?" Came Optimus' voice and you smiled, "Hi there Boss!"

"Where are you at?"

"Just enjoying some fresh air. Why?" You asked and you could almost hear Optimus frowning on the other side of the line, "I need you to come back to base. We have visitors."

"I'll be there in 5 or 10 minutes!" You replied as you took a turn and made your way to the Autobot headquarters. Once there, you transformed and walked in, only to find that your team leader Optimus was almost face to face with this dark blue bot who you didn't know.

If you had to describe what was happening you would say that it looked like Optimus and this other bot were about to trade kisses with their fists, but the only reason stopping them was standing between them. A white Autobot with a blue visor, this one was also a new one to you.

"Whoa, what's happening in here?" You asked as you walked over to your teammates and the dark blue bot scowled at you, "This is the new member of your crew? Taking in a bot created by these organics…!" The bot looked disgusted for some reason, "That is so your style Optimus."

"Sentinel, you should know that the circumstances of one's birth are irrelevant. It matters what they do with their life." Optimus defended you and you almost saw hearts. Someone had been watching your movies!

"Hi there, so you are Sentinel?" You greeted the rude bot and he nodded but decided to not waste his words on you. Okay then, it was his lost. You turned to look at the white mech and you introduced yourself.

"That's a sweet name." He smiled as he offered his hand to you, "My name is Jazz."

"That's a groovy name you got!" You smiled as you shook hands with him. Once you were all introduced to each other, Optimus explained that Sentinel and Jazz had come to Earth to take reports about Decepticon activity and would leave in a couple of days.

You nodded, "Okay! How can I help?"

"Just keep an eye out for any suspicious activity and report back to us if you see or hear anything." Optimus said and you nodded as you saluted him, "Yes sir!"

So you kept your eyes open for any suspicious behavior, all the way to early nighttime. You were enjoying some oil in the abandoned factory's yard that served as the base for Autobots when suddenly someone whistled. You looked over your shoulder and saw Jazz approaching you with a can of oil of his own.

"Hi there! Hopefully, I'm not intruding or anything?" He asked and you shook your helm.

"None at all!" You smiled as you patted the spot next to you, "Have a seat!"

"Thank you." He smiled as he took a seat next to you and sipped his oil.

"You must be tired after tonight." The white bot suddenly said, but you only smiled and shook your helm, "Nope! I'm full of energy!"

"Are you sure you’re not tired? Because you’ve been driving through my mind all day." Jazz suddenly said with a smile of his own and you blinked as the flirt sank to your mind and your optics widened as you smiled, "Aww, that was really smooth! You're living up to your name!"

"Thank you, you are too nice." Jazz nodded, "I also wanted to apologize on behalf of Sentinel. He can be a gearstick in the aft."

"Now who is being too nice?" You chuckled and he laughed, "Hey, I know I'm leaving in a couple of days… But would you like to take me out? Sentinel may not like organics but I am curious about everything."

"That sounds like a ton of fun!" You smiled excitedly as you finished your oil and got up on your pedes, "I have to show you the music your name is referred to!"

"Jazz is music here?" He asked and you nodded eagerly, "Yeah, and it's very good! Just like you are!"

"Now who is flirting?" Jazz chuckled as he put his oil down and got up, "Show me the way?"

"Follow my example!" You laughed as you transformed and Jazz copied you before the two of you took off, driving in to enjoy Detroit's nightlife.

[thatrandoontumbler]

HEY EVERYONE. Here is where I’ll keep all my posted chapters of my Transformers Prime story TAITDE (on hiatus until further notice) and all my poems! Feel free to have a look around my little robot freaks and writer geeks. ✨

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The Angel In The Devil’s Eyes

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Musings of a Summer Child (Poem Collection)

The Falling Star

The Boy Down by The Creek

I Love

To Those Who Came Before

When We’re Gone

My Mother’s Best Friend

Imposter Syndrome

The Liar’s Fire

Shapeshifter

In Memories Lost

I Never Know

Oldest Child

Truth Be Told (Thread)

Forest Hymn

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Transformers Prime

☆ Transformers Prime || Short Story

Prompt: What if a Cyborg was thrown into a different universe where the Autobots reside, and when they do cross paths would they be friend or foe?

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(RoTB) Optimus Prime

☆ Confessions (headcanon)

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Dragon Ball Z

☆ It Turned into Love ✧ Masterlist

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MediEvil

☆ MediEvil || dépaysement

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Pokemon Sun & Moon

☆ Opposites Attract | Guzma Love Story

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Crash Bandicoot It's About Time

☆ Crash Bandicoot Masterlist

[namelessknight]

~A Letter To a Decepticon~

To think…to think I loved you.

Of course I love you…but…

I don’t know how I feel about you anymore.

I miss those optics that looked into my own.

I miss the way you put an arm around me.

I felt so warm.

I miss how your laugh could light up a room.

I miss how tired you were and how you would nestle into me.

I miss having you beneath me.

I want you back.

But yet I can’t.

As a prime I can’t let my emotions & past effect me and my autobots.

But when I look into those optics and see your face.

I wish to see your smile.

I wish to see that passion you showed me that night.

I wish I could hold you.

I wish…I wish I still loved you.

…Bro…

dO YoU hAtE mE oR nOt?!

[out101]

Transformers Prime x Jujutsu Reader

“What’s up Danger”

I’m writing this for fun. Welp enjoy.

“What are you?”

“Well, that depend, how you see it,” the figure skipping forward standing at the near edge of the building; it wasn’t particularly tall building per say, considering bare minimum standard for a small town of Jasper Nevada. “Call it freelancing, vigilantly, charity work; a name unheard of - “

Leap of faith is all it take as wind brush your fictional hair, your hands outstretch ready for impact, yet…

“- jujutsu sorcerer,” gravity defied you as you stand there, leg unflinching from nonexistent ground. Your hand now in your pocket, while the other; outstretch forward to the person, mouth agape at the broken possibility. You grin, you just hope this’ll worth your time.

[t-a-a-1]

Optimus X Reader Drabbles that I wrote but they never made it to become full on fics ... so here they are, super short but I hope y'all enjoy them!

Drabble 1: Lipgloss

Summary: You wear lipgloss and a very curious Prime asks you about it.

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He looks at you and wonders how it is possible for him to feel this way. 

He is a sinner. In all senses of the word. Primus may never forgive him. He may never forgive himself. 

It was during a cold night of may when you had changed the style of your hair. Putting it in a hair-tie. Wearing work-clothes from that same day. A skirt that went under your knees and a white long-sleeve button up shirt. Your makeup, a bit smudge and yet Optimus was curious.

“What is that?”

He points at your lips,  his blue optics wide and full of curiosity.

“What?”

You look up from your workstation, smiling at him. 

“That red paint in your intake.”

“Oh, it's lipgloss!”

You immediately search in your bag and pull out a small tube. Putting it in front of him, he gets closer to inspect it. 

“Does this liquid you use contain technology that makes you more … appealing to other species?”

Tilting your head, you proceeded to ask another question. 

“...What do you mean?”

“I can’t phantom another reason as to why I have the urge to interface with you,” Optimus quickly replies, now his optics entirely lay on you. “I urge you to please take it off.”

You stare at him for a few seconds and so does he. It wasn’t until he realized what he had said that he felt his faceplate get hotter and you could swear you saw some blue as well. 

“My apologies, I will be taking my leave.”

And before you could say a word, he quickly transforms and drives away. Not knowing how to face you.

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Drabble 2: The Date

Summary: You go on a date and Optimus doesn’t take it well. Optimus and Reader’s love story as told and described by Ratchet. 

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Ratchet has taken notice of Optimus' sudden change. 

A couple of days ago, he found the leader polishing his paint.

He has been going on patrol duty more often. 

Talks nervously when he is around a certain someone. 

Staring at that same person with longing optics. 

All because of a human woman who didn’t even dare to look at him twice. 

And yet all Optimus could do was to look at you, hoping that you could read his mind and see how much he suffers.

“I am going on a date.”

It's a human concept Ratchet didn’t understand and by the look of Optimus’ face, he didn’t understand it either. 

“What is a date?”

“It's like spending time with a person to see if they are a potential partner.”

“Partner?”

You thought for a few seconds, thinking of a simple way to explain things.

“Like a romantic partner! In your terms, kinda like a sparkmate?”

“Oh,” his spark stops for a klik. He tries to smile but asking the following question hurts. “So this date … It's for you to know if this person is worthy of being your life-partner?”

“Yes, kind of.”

“I see,” his servo turns into a fist. His processor begged him to stop you. To declare his everlasting love for you. It pains him, your absence, your carelessness and his unrequited love for you. 

Ratchet didn’t even dare to look at Optimus, knowing he would find a scene he wouldn't like. Because Optimus can handle all the pain in the universe by himself … but he can’t talk about you without his voice glitching. His love has been suppressed for so long that he has become pathetic. 

Ratchet noticed this during that one time you became the subject of conversation between the Autobots. Prime had showered you with praise and compliments, getting carried away, almost whispering your name as if sacred and in his excitement, he almost cried. 

“Well, I wish you luck on this date.”

“Thank you!” you say, sending him a goodbye kiss, unaware of what you have just done. “I’ll get going now, see ya!”

The only thing Ratchet could think of was about how Optimus would probably ask him to help him excavate his resting place. 

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That's it! As you see the writing in this is bad so sorry about that lol.

Should I make full one-shot fics out of any of these two stories? I kinda liked writing down band Optimus in Ratchet's POV. I think I had a draft of down bad Ratchet for reader also told in Optimus' POV.

Oh well.

Until next time!

[isdantah]

THE DEAL: a collection of TF comics about Starscream Redemption Arc (HeadMaster Post)

After a insane moment of deep diving into Transformers Fandom, me and my GF were starting plotted ideas, headcanons and incorrect quotes on characters and series.

And that’s how “The Deal” was born.

“The Deal” is a collection of fan comic that takes places in Transformers Prime, adding some G1, Armada & IDW continuity (And something from War for Cybertron but with restraint since aligned continuity is a fragging caos)

Premises: Since nobody has actually give us a good (or finished ending) redemption arc for Starscrem, we’ll gonna do it. A dirty work, but somebody has to do it, isn’t?

Since we’ve already quite planned the story, my GF helped me sorting ideas and instructed me how to use Tumblr to collect the shorts, the funny quotes and the main narrative, with this wonderful thing called Master Post (We can also call the Headmaster Post, to stay canon?)

°Cronologic Reading List of “The Deal” (aka Reading the Comics on Tumblr) as for now

The Deal

I’m a gift from Primus

He was a funny robot

 Well Done Starscream

Drink

I made a mistake?

Ice Dilemma part1

(Updating as we have new shorts and titles)

°Here a list of shorts, incorrect quotes, redraw, 'ask me' reply and meme that have not a specified timeline but has been done for fun.

-(Constantly Updating) Collection of Smoll Reaction at TikTok Comments - Agony Aunt Starscream: A reaction to reactions Starscream. - Positive Feedback - Miko gives Starscream the Discography of Linkin Park to Starscream. -Could you draw starscream interacting with a cat? -Clogged Vents -"Cubed" Miko

°Random Character Sketches and illustrations

-TFP Sunstorm -Soundwave Broken Mask -TFP Elita-1 -StarOp "Embrace" -TFP Blaster

What is canonish in “The Deal”?

-”The Deal” is settled in TFPrime and take inspiration or canon ideas from G1, IDW and something from Armada

-“The Deal” starts at the middle of 2x13 “Triangulation” of TF Prime Serie, which we renamed “The Ice Dilemma”, diverging from the canon after that episode (but some details and stories will remain).

-“Where do robots come from?” Not from robots: following TFP, mostly robots were born from Cybertron itself (even if we’re still full of questions about protoforms & Veicon buuuut). So, sorry, “The Deal” will not have sires and carriers :/  [the GF is not amused of this choice. note by the GF ] -“So robot can’t ‘have fun’ with each others?” False. Since it is not specified in TFP (well thankfully. I mean is a PG10-13) , robots will and can ‘have fun’ with each others’. Interfacing, Sticky Intercourse, Magnetic Fields Play, Sparkfusion, Valveplug, are all on the table and could be int about and mostly rarely and partially drawn (for visual depiction, in Italy we say “Il porno si paga a parte”, aka “for porn, you pay aside). 

-It is intended to be a StarOp, but SkyStar could be on the table.

-It would be funny but I’m a dramatic writer and comic artist, my GF knows and, as avid fic reader, she’ll mostly indulge on my skyhigh escalation of feels. Sorry, give me time and I could actually break you up (Some people had already fallen to the feels I've give them for my comics here in ita)

-I’ll mainly post on TikTok, then here and then tidy up and reorganize the (Head)Master Post for easier reading.

CHARACTER HEADCANON

-Optimus Prime is a little less perfect and rigid. I sincerely imagine more similar to TFOne Optimus\Orion personality, even if more gentle and caring, but forced himself to erase his funny and sneering side due to responsibility, growing up with the consciousness that he should become more an idealized hero than himself.

Also, he sometimes express some emotion emitting smoke from pipes, which could mean he’s nervous, stressed, embarrassed, surprised or mildly angry. If he actually feel anger, he could emit fire.

-Starscream is a seeker and in the past has got his Seeker Squad (as said in TFP episodes), but most of the lore about is taken from IDW. He’s a little less idiot than in the serie and slighty more nervous and dangerous. G1 Starscream Scientist confirmed, G1 journey to earth and friendship, scientist (different fields) together with Skyfire confirmed.

We estabilished that before war Starscream was a scientist expert in research energon and geology (ITA: è SASSOSISSIMO cit rat-man).

-Wheeljack landed first in Italy. We decided this a little for fun, but also because G1 Wheeljack has connection with Italy since his color were taken from Alitalia, italian airline (There was also been a Wheeljack Toy Plane VR that was an Alitalia plane). Also, the original car model was a Lancia Stratos, and in Prime a is Lamborghini Countach (you can find more about this two cool cars on Wiki). He can easily speak Italian and sometimes he uses to mock or bitterly comment the others. There will be some jokes about him call Optimus "Perugina" (Is my and GF fault that stated to to this to Optimus IRL) connected with a particular italian chocolate sweet "Baci Perugina"( which are famous in Italy for being a sort of Lucky Cookie that gives some love\peace\morality quotes. Photo example of quite sickening level of honeyed Perugina quotes)

-Tags:

#thedeal

#allhailtostarscreamredemption

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