#transformers tfp rp

[hcmteam]

A man who opens his heart to the unknown

an unknown that guides and soothes

His mind now clear, he protects those held dear

HOT-WIRED BY: STAR.

follows from @battlexworned

Rules & About

[robobrainrot]

I AM MEGATRON!!!

Reveal of Megan the Tron!! Aka my Bishoujo TFP Megatron cosplay for TFcon 2025~

Please come say hi if you see me on Saturday! I'll be walking around and doing the costume contest. If you ask nicely, I will let you hold my fusion canon 😈

See under the cut for an extra special photo 😳

Haha get Megatroned, idiot

[valacre]

: ̗̀➛ In Sickness and in Health

Optimus Prime x Reader - transformers prime

Optimus was frightened. It wasn’t often he felt this way, lest it was on the battlefield where Megatron was concerned, but now he felt as such in the base, a place where he and his team were supposed to be safe. It was supposed to be safe for the humans, too… Yet here you lay; sick.

It started with a cough or two. It’d earned you a few glances from him, but you’d brushed them off, saying something just caught in your throat. Human throats were sensitive like that. Nothing to worry about, or so you’d said.

It’d been worse the next day. You’d sounded strange, your voice different and the coughing had become more persistent. You’d stayed close to a trashcan with a box of tissues nearby, blowing your nose after every sneeze.

He’d become concerned, but you’d once again brushed it all off. You were just feeling a little unwell, nothing to worry about. You’d be fine.

Come nighttime of that same day, you’d grown hot with fever. Ratchet had taken a quick scan of you and had grown alarmed by your high temperature. Something was wreaking havoc upon your body and your breaths had become laboured and shallow.

Weak.

Now, you were so weak. Pneumonia, June had told them. It used to kill humans back in the day before they found medicine for it, but luckily, you’d gotten the treatment started before it’d grown too bad, but you didn’t appear to do any better.

June told him you’d be fine; eventually. Right now, you were doing poorly, but you’d be okay, and he wished to believe it, but your words still echoed through his mind. ‘I’ll be fine’, you’d said, and now look at you.

You were not fine.

He should have acted when you first coughed, should have raised concerns when your voice sounded strange, should have asked Ratchet to scan you sooner so you wouldn’t be where you are now; bedridden, pale and weak.

You could barely keep your eyes open, and Optimus was frightened of the fact that he may never see them again. That he may never feel their warmth as you look up at him, your admiration and wonder so shamelessly on display for him to see. You’d never been shy about the way you look at him. Perhaps you didn’t know how much he understood about your gaze, perhaps you weren’t even aware of the way your eyes would shine when he entered the room; when you’d stand up and greet him so cheerily.

He wondered whether you’d understood his own gaze, the way it so clearly softened at the sight of you and how warm you made him feel. And now, he wondered whether he’d have a chance to tell you how he felt, how he wanted to say so much but couldn’t force himself to do it, because you were a human, a fragile, wonderful being that he didn’t see himself as deserving of.

You deserved softness and peace, and he was not that.

“Hey…”

Optimus blinked, coming out of his thoughts that spiralled so wildly into doom. Your voice, so weak and painful sounding, called out to him. He stepped closer to the platform, treading carefully to avoid sending tremors through the floor to not disturb you. Silly, you’d say, he was sure of it.

You smiled up at him, lips so rosy in comparison to your otherwise pale complexion. Your eyes half-lidded, tired and hazy, but focused on him. You looked like what the children had explained a ghost was, and though he was frightened, he still found you beautiful, even at the brink of death.

Weakly, you chuckled.

“I’m not dying, Optimus,” you said, taking a breath, your eyes and brows furrowing slightly. It must have hurt. “I can see it in your eyes… optics,” you corrected, smiling.

“That may be true, yet I cannot help but worry,” said he, looking over you. “Much has changed in so little time. If we’d been too late, then you may have been lost to us.”

To me, he thought.

“You’re not getting rid of me that easily,” you said, though your smile filled with pity when his expression changed ever so little. Despair. Poor timing to joke. “I’m sorry,” you said, closing your eyes for a moment. The bright light of the base hurt your eyes. “Poor choice of words, but I mean it,” you looked at him again, blinking the discomfort away, “I’m not going anywhere, Optimus. I promised I would be careful, be it by avoiding Decepticons or fighting against earthly sicknesses,” you said, and weakly you raised a hand, waving your fingers to him.

Slowly, as if afraid he’d hurt you by moving too quickly, he reached out a servo, allowing you to lay your hand against his index digit. Your skin was clammy and warm, but alive. It brought him some comfort, and when you nudged him closer to your face so you could nuzzle your cheek against him, he felt himself relax ever so little.

Again, you smiled at him, and this time he believed it when you said you’d be okay. He trusted that you’d come out of this with returning health and that you’ll once again return to your cheerful spirit, and when that happens, he’ll allow himself to cherish it all the more, knowing how easily he could lose it.

[silenceofthewave]

I am Soundwave.

I am a Decepticon.

The Revolution begins now.

↳ carrd ↳ playlist ↳ indie ↳ penned by madi

↳ promo image by @prevailinghatred

[bd-hammer-time]

This is so awesome

They put me in roblox!!! Hammer time, scrapheaps, HAHA!!!

[cigarettes-after-interface]

OOC

Thinking about TFP Wheeljack smoking an e-cig (energon cigarette) and kissing Ratchet with glossa after shot gunning a hit into his intake.

I’m… I’m not okay thanks for asking LMFAO I think way too much about Wheeljack’s mouth. Like way too much.

Ratchet wants to sit on that MFs faceplate.

I want that fucking medic drooling NOW!

*slamming my fists on my desk like J Jonah Jameson*

HE DESERVES IT! HE DESERVES A TREAT!

[dearest-amber-daily]

Ahaha. Ahahaha... I screwed up-

So. How do I explain myself- Well- while on patrol, I found this glass container of this strange, green substance, deep in the woods. It had something written on its bottom. "Synthetic Energon", I believe? It's unlike anything I've seen before.

I took it back to headquarters since I wanted to study it more, and I was going to ask Jin if she wanted help with examining the liquid, and then... uuhhh.....

The aforementioned "synthetic energon" (or synth-en, if you will), is splattered onto the floor, the large vial fractured. It didn't seem like it fell from that great of a height, but it was enough to break it a bit. The medic's eyes seem to be different than usual, her eyes glowing green, akin to the green liquid behind her, rather than her usual pink eyes.

Jin- Jin please don't get mad at me. I know I'm not one to usually make mistakes like this, but it was an accident, and while I was too invested in this new discovery I wasn't looking at where I was going and... that happened.

I should also add... I may have consumed some of it, before it fell. Just thought that was worth mentioning. It was a dumb decision. I know. I was caught up in my curiosity at the time. But, I feel strangely energized after drinking it? Like, I feel a lot stronger? And pumped up, too. I don't know how or why, but that's just how I feel.

I'll get to cleaning it later, I just have... no idea what to do next....

@daily-rcp-poli @daily-jin-madebygenius @dailyrcproy @the-hellycopter-photographer

Transformers RP blogs highly encouraged to interact! <3 This is a Transformers reference after all, and as a huge fan of it, (esp TFP), I wanted to do something related to both of my main fandoms!

It'd be nice to help a non-cybertronian, with a cybertronian problem. Speaking of that, Amber could use help from a fellow medic... (perhaps Ratchet? he's dealt with this before. or Knockout. Or literally TF blog in general, i'm desperate for TF roleplays lmao)

MORE INFO UNDER CUT! (if you don't know what synth-en is, or who amber is)

Synthetic Energon (nicknamed Synth-En) is a manufactured version of Energon, the fuel/lifeblood of Transformers. But unlike normal Energon, it is entirely artificial. It's very effective, and when used on machinery, it's proven to work very well. The catch is, it just works a little too well when used on sentient machinery.

When used on a Cybertronian (or in this case, a robovan), it brings them into a significantly more powerful state. However, it has the side-effect of affecting the user's mental stability, with heightening their agression and arrogance. The user may choose to make some... impulsive decisions, too.

Synthetic energon made its debut in Transformers: Prime, in season 1, episode 22. The medical bot, Ratchet, gets into contact with it and proceeds to get high on steroids.

When I realised Ratchet and Amber were in fandoms I were highly invested in, were both about transforming robots, AND WERE BOTH MEDICS, I decided it was the perfect idea to put Amber in Ratchet's position.

Amber is from the cartoon Robocar Poli, a show about a rescue team of transforming vehicles who save their town from various accidents. A medical expert who's kind, friendly and intelligent. Also, terrifying when mad.

I love Amber. I love Amber so much it hurts me. Same with Ratchet. I have a thing for medical robot characters...

She's a manmade transforming vehicle (implied. i don't think we've gotten solid confirmation or had someone say that the robocars are manmade but oh well we all collectively agree that they're manmade), sooo.. not cybertronian. With synthetic energon, and unrefined synth-en at that. This is totally going to go well.

RCP and TFP, while they have their similarities, they are drastically different. Transformers Prime is about robot warfare. Robocar Poli is a version of Rescue Bots from paralel universe (a reference to one post I saw). I love them both.

medics my beloved.

Anyway, now that you're done reading, GO WILD WITH THE ROLEPLAYS!!!! <33 i'd be so happy to see your rp responses >:D

- Mod Sharon

[immabebaby]

just created the dumbest unlikeliest possible most hilarious scenario with my sister

Ft. Knockout and Ratchet

They're playing uno dare

Why? Idk they are, maybe the need to "bond as a team" cuz they're medics or whatever

also they're drunk

Anyways

This leads to uhh situations

Such as

Knock Out crying at the start bc of Breakdown being gone (Ratchet was being unhelpful, low-key his fault but it's fine he fixed it)

Neither is flexible for shit (it was a dare over whatever)

Ratchet made Knock out believe he doesn't know what's a drive in theater

("You drove thru a theater?!" "No there's this big screen in a parking lot-" "oh so you drove thru a parking lot at a movie theater" "NO!")

Talked about certain blue partners that they don't have anymore that they miss. They will never talk about this again

Knock out can't do push ups. He tried.

("Where'd you learn what those are" "some guy did them in a movie" "so do you drive through a different theater or do you bully the same one each time" "Oh for Primus Sake!")

(I miss Breakie)

Ratchet did a back flip. It was not related to the dare. He was not able to do it again

Ratchet was dared to spin and then walk in a straight line. He walked perfectly, but on his way back to his seat he tripped and sprawled out

Reminiscing about cybertron before the war

Ratchet won after a long game, Knock Out had like 20 cards

Agreed to play again later

Both passed out on top of each other and later found by Bee, who didn't tell them anything and kept everyone else away (bro took a pic)

Ratchet absolutely has pictures of what they got up to... for blackmail of course

[knockout-is-love]

Transformers is tending so here’s a post that I’ve definitely never made before for 18+ transformers fans and artists

Link: https://discord.gg/26VDs2vAkm

[kaoniitegladiator]

   come, let the REVOLUTION take its toll

indie MEGATRON of Transformers: Prime, written by Katie    [split from @deceitfulcharmer]

[cybercybertron]

Anyone wanna rp TFP over on discord? It’s been a hot minute but I’d like to try it again. Looking for 20+ who’s ok with darker themes and the like and writes third person.

[bd-hammer-time]

Boo!

👻-

WOAAH!!!

[superior-soundwaver]

Soundwaves: superior.

[almostprime]

❝ I'm 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 be a 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙍𝙄𝙊𝙍 someday, ────────────────────── LIKE 𝙊𝙋𝙏𝙄𝙈𝙐𝙎. ❞

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indie multiple verse transformers prime smokescreen adored by mal ┊ personals please do not reblog « dossier┊rules »

[ask-tfpratchet]

So… you gotta crush on Optimus? I can see it in your optics.

What?! I-! Puh! That is completely out of line! And inaccurate! And also none of your business!

[nightfastthedecepticon]

You are very flowey

"oh..you really think that way of me now do you?..that actually really surprisely...but don't get tricked by everything"

*Nightfast reply softly yet cold while stand more straight before she add*

"you see..not everything is perfect and this word never fit me..l may look good for other but once this mask off they always run away.."

*Nightfast point to the black mask she wear on her face*

"no Cybertronian love the other all the time.. let alone to an hybrid?...l don't think so but l will ask you one simple questions"

*Nightfast voice low to be more calm as she lower her head to look down to him*

"why did you say that to me?.. there is a meaning behind it.because no one will say this with no reason am l rights?"