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“Strictly Professional”

(Knockout x Reader-insert)

Takes place after the events of Season 1 Episode 11: Speed Metal. An event that left Knockout without his driver-side door.

“Do you know how difficult that is to replace!?”

(Y/N) were bored. Painfully bored. Looking outside a mahogany-lined window pane, you had a stunning unobscured view of the sunset. The rolling hills were a lush green, and the sunset painted the sky gradient hues of gold, crimson, and lavender bordered by a tree-line comprised of spruce, pine, and cedar. It was a gorgeous view you had seen again, and again, and…. Again. (Y/N) sighed. Growing up in a stunning villa in upper New York state had its perks, but despite being able to do whatever you wanted you never seemed entertained. You see, money can buy a lot of things: houses, luxury cars, private jets, trips around the world, etc. But it could never seem to stop the ever-constant boredom you often experienced as nothing was ever unexpected. As if something else was missing.

*BUZZ*

*BUZZ*

*BUZZ*

You looked at your phone to see a reminder you had set for the Exotic Car Show you were attending that evening. You were mostly ready as it was, just touching up your makeup a bit. Then you grabbed your phone and clutch purse before making your way down the spiral staircase to the front doors. You had chosen to dawn an elegant but edgy silver dress with an asymmetrical hem and a single sleeve on the right arm. Your footwear of choice were classic black heels, but with a reasonable pump-height so you didn’t break your ankles. The doors were held open by your family butlers, as you made your way to the curb of the driveway at the front of your family villa.

Your family’s wealth came from a combination of significant shares in various luxury-brand car manufacturers; your father being on the board of directors for Mercedes, and your mother the Logistics Manager also for Mercedes. Obviously the same workplace is how your parents met. Throughout your life, your parents had given you the world, albeit requiring you to maintain a job. So you work alongside your mother as her assistant. For the past month, your mother had been off who knows where in Europe on a business retreat. While you had been invited, you knew it would be nothing but hanging around other snooty rich business-types whom were always dull company. Also, why were rich guys always old and/or ugly?

Your chauffeur was waiting with the car door open. You entered the vehicle and soon you were off to the car expo. On the drive, you had been reading up on the potential reveals and demos that might be at the event. You were primarily excited about the exotic vehicle demos, as you had an appreciation of exotic cars. The horsepower, design, curvatures of the body frame, were nothing short of thrilling.

As your ride pulled up to the event, you exited the vehicle as your chauffeur assisted you. You acknowledged the chauffeur curtly, before entering the event space. There were a few minor celebrities taking photo ops; some wannabe playboys posing near their cars with groupies and models; and then the actual cars themselves scattered about a massive lot. Each vehicle had an attendant to provide information as well as prevent unwanted touching of the cars. You passed a silver Bugatti Chiron, a brand new Corvette Stingray, luxury Jaguar and Cadillac models… But something else caught your eye. A glint of red made you turn and approach a vehicle off to the side.

As you got closer you saw a stunning bright scarlet Aston Martin One-77 with white highlights. You couldn’t deny that this was a sexy-ass car. “Damn…” (Y/N) muttered. You approached the luxury vehicle and drank in its sleek form, the curvature of the design, the stunning richness of the paint job. As you walked around the car, you were jarred at the realization that the driver-side door was completely gone. “What the fuck happened to you?” (Y/N) exclaimed, “Who in their right mind wouldn’t have replaced that by now?” Come to think of it, it was odd that this one car in-particular lacked an attendant which all other cars had present.

With the missing door, the temptation to climb inside was intense. The one thing her family wasn’t big on spending money on were cars. Your parents thought that spending money on lavish vehicles was an unnecessary expense. Fucking ironic. Even if you couldn’t have it, you were going to briefly experience the thrill of having such a stunning vehicle. You climbed into the driver’s seat and drank in the elaborate console, the impeccably clean interior, it even smelled brand new. You gently ran your hands over the steering wheel, imagining what it would feel like to drive it. As you indulged yourself for a moment longer, suddenly you found that the seatbelt was latched around you. “What the fuck? …When did i…?” (Y/N) said in confusion.

Before you knew it, the car shifted into gear and peeled out from its spot. Multiple attendees of the event panicked and flung themselves out of the way. (Y/N) shrieked once before desperately pumping the brakes, but to no avail. When you tried to move the gear shift into neutral, you found that it didn’t budge at all. After a few minutes of sheer terror and panic, you were no longer at the exotic vehicle venue, but instead on the outskirts of the city in a maze of alleyways. As the vehicle finally came to a stop, you heard strange sounds akin to shifting parts and an electronic sound. Before you knew it you were aloft in the air. In the hand of a giant robot who was giving you a highly-offended glare. You were frozen. You struggled to comprehend the situation, wondering if you might have lost your mind.

“Humans have no sense of respect! It’s bad enough that I’m missing a part, but now you decide it’s a bright idea to climb into a vehicle you don’t know” the Decepticon exclaimed. It talked (Y/N) thought. Knockout looked down at the tiny human in his grasp, “I hope you enjoyed the brief joy ride, but I think now I’ll punish you for daring to touch me.” With his free servo, Knockout’s servo transforms into a buzzsaw. You begin to panic, squirming briefly in the grip of the large metal hand around your waist before pausing. “WAIT! WAIT A SECOND AND I CAN HELP YOU!” (Y/N) shouted. The Decepticon raised an optic ridge and paused, “Oh? And how could an insignificant human as yourself possibly help me?” You took a deep breath to compose yourself, clearing your throat before speaking further. “I can replace your missing door. I have resources.”

Knockout was clearly interested in where this was going, as he had been having a nightmare trying to replace that door. “Go on…” You continued, “My job is literally ordering supplies and parts for luxury and exotic cars, I’m pretty sure I can order a replacement for you. Aston Martin One-77 right?” Knockout thought to himself for a moment, wondering when he would have such an opportunity to make himself whole again. The Decepticon turned his helm back towards the helpless human within his grip, “Correct. I see you do know your vehicles, human. If you can indeed supply me with the replacement part I require, I will hold off on exterminating you.”

(Y/N) breathed a sigh of relief, “I can make the call right away, if I would be allowed to reach my phone? And t-trust me, I’m not stupid enough to try to run in these heels.” “So now you make wise decisions. Very well.” Knockout chided before slowly lowering (Y/N) to the ground and releasing you. You briefly adjusted your dress and hair before opening your phone and making a call. You didn’t attempt any funny business, and reached out to one of your business contacts at Aston Martin Works. After a brief amount of small talk, you ordered the part and arranged its delivery. As you ended the phone call, you returned your gaze to the massive robot before you. “Alright I had the part ordered for you. And With express shipping.”

Knockout looked down at you, surprised you hadn’t soiled yourself as most humans would have by now. “And how am I supposed to receive this part? For all I know, if I let you out of my sight you’ll disappear and I’ll be left high and dry” he mused. Finding your confidence you replied to him calmly, “The part will be shipped to my home address at 11am sharp tomorrow. To prove I’m good for it, you can drive me home so you’ll know where to knock if I’m lying.” The Decepticon scientist was taken aback by this human. Giving up her home address so willingly confounded him. Knockout could easily decimate her and her entire home, yet this human was so willing to cooperate despite her best interest. “…You are a very strange human. You do understand I will squash you if you’re lying?” He placed a servo on his hip sassily. You watched his mannerisms and couldn’t help but grin slightly, he was so sassy.

“You are a giant transforming robot with a buzzsaw hand, and I’m not an idiot. I’ll keep my word. Besides, you’ll know exactly where I am since you’ll be taking me home. And stop calling me ‘human’ my name is (Y/N)” you smirked. Knockout raised an optic ridge, albeit impressed with this strange human. “Very well… but touch anything and I will crush you” he said before transforming back into vehicle-form. You took a pause before climbing into the driver’s seat, being careful not to touch anything. As the engine starts, you had expected the same aggressive driving as your previous abduction. To your surprise, the drive was fast but smooth. You tried to avoid speaking as much as possible, not wanting to push your luck, so instead you thought. You thought about the events prior to your encounter and pinched yourself to make sure you weren’t dreaming. It could’ve been worse to be honest. You could’ve been kidnapped by an ugly white pedophile van. At least you were taken by a sexy Aston Martin.

After what felt like brief moments, your captor arrived at the gates of your family estate. You punched in the security code in the keypad and the gates opened. Knockout pulled up to the front doors and parked. As you tried to exit the vehicle, the seatbelt wouldn’t unlatch and you looked back. “Remember, I’ll be close-by until our deal is seen through” Knockout hummed. You paused, “You sure are untrusting for a robot. I don’t have a car of my own so no worries on me going anywhere.” With that, the seatbelt released and you were able to make it inside of your home. As you climbed the staircase towards your room, you couldn’t help but clutch her chest. You felt a surge of adrenaline and you knew it wasn’t fear. No, this felt more like butterflies… You went into your room and immediately climbed into your bed. As your eyelids felt heavy, your only thoughts were of the intoxicating voice replaying in your mind. Until you fell asleep….

You felt slightly groggy as you awoke the next morning. Slowly as you climbed out of bed you remembered the last night’s events. Just to be sure you hadn’t dreamt it, you rushed to your window to look at the driveway. Sure enough, you saw the red and white Aston Martin parked there. A brief double-honk was audible, and you realized the robot could see you from the window. Your phone buzzed and as you opened it, you saw a security notification from the gates. You approved access and a delivery vehicle made its way up the driveway and delivered the part you had ordered. You made your way outside and signed for the delivery and the delivery employees carefully loaded the part into the Knockout’s trunk. As soon as the delivery men had departed from the property, you approached the driver’s side door and leaned forwards, “Looks like I came through on my promise. Think that makes us square?”

Knockout hesitated briefly before replying, “We shall see. After all you are technically a loose end, knowing of my existence and all. We will see if you’re worth more alive than dead.” As you lingered a moment longer, you couldn’t help but ask a question that had been burning within, “Just in case you do decide to continue doing business with me, may I at least know your name?” Dead silence was the initial response and it lingered in the air for what felt like an eternity. “You may address me as Knockout.” With that, Knockout revved his engine and quickly drove down the driveway and onto the main road. As he gained more distance between himself and the villa, Knockout questioned what he was to do about this human. He could’ve just killed her and be done with it, after all he did have the part he had needed. But a part of him didn’t want to end this odd human. He brushed it off as a start to a strictly professional relationship, and a potential supplier if he needed any more replacement parts in the future.

A couple months later….

After your first encounter with Knockout, you felt reinvigorated. That fateful encounter provided you with more excitement and adrenaline than you had ever experienced. After you had provided Knockout with the spare part, you were certain you would never lay eyes upon that robot again. To your surprise, you would have many more encounters with him. Apparently there were other giant robots whom Knockout would get into battles with, and would result in him needing replacement parts. With each encounter, you found yourself enjoying his company more and more. Finding both yourself and him to be fellow automobile enthusiasts. Your conversations even included some witty banter and jokes here and there. More than anything else, you found that your heart fluttered every time you laid eyes on him. You weren’t quite sure why, but nonetheless you enjoyed being around Knockout.

It was a Thursday afternoon and you had met with Knockout at your villa to provide another spare part, as Knockout had lost a side-view mirror in a scuffle with what you knew as “Autobots.” You had wanted to attempt a more friendly relationship with Knockout, but never wanted to risk it. Today was the day you decided to be bold. After all, you had sent the staff home early. You approached Knockout at the curb of your driveway, “You know, there is an International Auto Show being held in New York tomorrow night that will consist of the most expensive and luxurious vehicles from across the planet. I’ve got a ticket, but I’m afraid I’m short on a stunning ride to show up with.”

Knockout transformed from his vehicle mode and towered over you. He raised his optic ridge, wondering what on earth she was getting at, “You do understand I’m a highly advanced cybernetic being, not a taxi service? Besides, our relationship is strictly… professional and exists because I’ve chosen not to squash you. Yet.” You nod your head as you watch his body language. “Mhm. Mhm. All true, except for the fact I don’t think you’d want to squash me. I think you’ve gotten fond of our “professional” relationship,” she uses air quotes and smirks. “That and I don’t think a vehicle enthusiast such as yourself would want to miss out on an exclusive reveal of new models before the rest of the planet. A shame you’ll squash me and never experience it,” she says with an open smirk.

Knockout turns towards (Y/N) and gives her a look, a servo on his hip in his sassy mannerism, “Now now, I didn’t say no. Honestly it would be embarrassing if you showed up in anything less stylish than yours truly.” You could feel your heart skip a beat as you tried to reply in a nonchalant manner, “So you’re saying yes? I guess it’s a date then. The event starts at 7, so we should get an early start since it’s an hour drive.”

Knockout chuckles briefly before replying, “I’ll be here at 7. Always best to be fashionably late.” He smirks before transforming, the shine from his polished chassis gleaming in the light of the setting sun. He dramatically peels out of the expansive and large driveway before leaving the property. As the Decepticon’s frame disappeared from view, (Y/N) sighed softly to herself, “Always so dramatic…”

As Knockout began his drive back to the pickup coordinated for the Nemesis, he couldn’t help but have his gaze linger at the quickly disappearing villa in his rear view mirror. Perhaps the relationship between him and this human was a bit more than��� strictly professional.

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Almost easy (Transformers x reader insert) Chapter 1.3

The shaken up man took the money from the older man after he had signed the papers, happy to get rid of the mysterious camaro that showed up out of nowhere. He would check the security cameras as soon as the little family had left, at least he would’ve if they didn’t break as well during the accident. Meanwhile an argument broke out between the twins, fighting over who would be the first to drive the striped beauty, and bring him home. “I’m older.” “By twelve minutes.” Ron sighed, and gave the bickering siblings a warning glare. It wasn’t the first time they had that exact argument, and he was sure it wouldn’t be the last time either. The glare went unnoticed by the both of them, as they were too busy glaring at each other. “Exactly, besides girls can’t park.” “Says who?” “Society.” “That’s bullshit, besides at least I didn’t fail a thousand times to get my licence.” Bobby stared awkwardly at the two as he prayed the two would hurry up and get the car away from him, it was getting too much for him. “Enough you two.” Their father had heard enough, finally he got the teens attention. “Make a decision and hurry up, we don’t have all day.” Sam was the first to move towards the Camaro as he slowly walked backwards. “Fine.” He mumbled before turning fully towards the car. “Winner drives, -Hey !” (Y/n) was a step ahead of him as she was already getting closer to the car. “Loser takes the passenger seat.” She finished reaching the car and opening the driver's door with a smile on her face. Sam groaned in annoyance as he reached the passenger side.  

“All right Mojo, I got the car. Now I need the girl.” (Y/n) looked up from her book, raising an eyebrow. “And exactly how are you hoping to do that?” Sam jumped back with a yelp, only now acknowledging his sister's presence in the room. “Since when-  Whatever, now that I got a car, girls will probably be dying to go for a ride with me.” A laugh escaped the girl's mouth, which turned into a fit of giggles within a second. “Yeah right.” Sam opened his mouth to argue but decided against it and turned around to grab his wallet. “I’d need money to take out the girl.” He opened it and to his disappointment it was empty. “(Y/n) can I-?” He was cut off before he could ask his younger sibling for some money. “Nope.” The boy clicked his tongue in exasperation before running up the stairs heading to his room, where his laptop was located. The (H/c) girl looked after him until he disappeared behind the wall. She turned her head, glancing at the clock before putting her book on the coffee table in front of her and got up from her comfortable position on the couch. Reaching her arms above her and leaning back until she heard and felt that satisfying pop from her shoulders. She hummed with satisfaction before heading towards the kitchen to grab a glass of her favorite drink. “All right, I know you get wasted on these things, but if you piss on my bed again, you’re sleeping outside. Okay. Take (Y/n)’s bed instead.” The walls in the house weren’t exactly soundproof, allowing (Y/n) to listen to his conversation with Mojo as she filled her glass. “That’s it for today. No more. Crackhead.” The stairs creaked as Sam walked down. “Take (Y/n)’s bed instead.” The younger sibling mocked as Sam walked into the kitchen. “Fuck you, Sam.” He smiled innocently at her before walking outside. “Jerk.” She breathed as she placed the now empty glass on the counter, before following her older brother outside.  “Ron, this one is uneven.” Judy complained as she stepped onto a crooked part of the path Ron was placing. “Yeah, probably.” He replied without actually looking back to examine the problem. Sam glanced at his parents before heading straight for the yellow Camaro. “This one is wobbly.” “Yeah. I’ll take care of that real soon.” (y/n) rolled her eyes as she walked over the little path her parents were making. “Couldn’t we have hired a professional?” “Sam.” Ron completely ignored his wife's question as he squinted his eyes at his son, in annoyance and because of the fact that the sun was shining in his eyes. “What?” Completely oblivious to the fact that there was a path, Sam had walked over the grass, much to Ron’s dismay as he had been working on the path since he and the twins came back from picking up the car. “I do not like footprints on my grass.” Sam looked behind him, trying to find the mentioned footprints. “That’s why I built my path. So why don’t you go from my grass onto my path, okay?” “It’s family grass, dad.” Ron sat up straight, looking at Sam with a frown on his face. “Well when you own your own grass, you’ll understand. Besides (Y/n) uses the path.” Neglecting his fathers protests, he turned to Mojo, who had left the house during the little argument and climbed the ladder, noticing the sparkles around his doghouse. “This… I can’t do this anymore. You’re putting girl jewelry on a boy dog.” With a sigh (Y/n) walked over to the Camaro, sitting down on the hood of the car as she watched the scene unfold in front of her. “What?” Judy asked as she looked between Sam and the dog. “He’s got enough self-esteem issues as a Chihuahua, mom.”  “That’s his bling, (Y/n) a little help here?” The teen raised her hands in defense. “Not a part of this mom, besides Mojo and self-esteem issues. He acts like he’s a Anatolian Shepherd, he’s a demon disguised as a Chihuahua.” Both Sam and Judy shared a look, before shaking their heads as the tiny dog growled at the girl. “Right, last time we’re letting you watch a horror movie.” Ron chuckled before getting back to his precious path. Sam mumbled something under his breath as he walked over to the car. “Off.” (Y/n) indeed got off but got into the passenger's seat. “Why are yo-?” He got cut off as Judy placed her hands on her hips. “I want you both home at eleven!” The passenger side window rolled open, making the young girl look at it with confusion. “Yeah, alright.” Sam answered as he inserted the car keys. “Eleven!” “Please, for the love of God, drive safely. You have (Y/n) with you!” Judy waved at the mentioned girl, who just gave her a look of disappointment. “Seat belts on!” Both Sam and (Y/n) waved her off as Sam started the car.  They drove away, leaving black smoke behind. “Wow, you are so cheap.” Judy looked at her husband, who just shrugged in response. “Well, it’s their first car. It’s supposed to be like that.” The woman shook her head before heading inside, taking off her gardening gloves in the process. “So why exactly did you tag along?” Sam eventually questioned as he sped to Miles’ house. “I was bored, besides after this week I could use a good laugh.” She explained as she leaned back comfortably in the passenger's seat. Her brother glanced at her with a raised eyebrow. “With that you mean?” “Seeing you fail at asking out girls.” The radio buzzed, it almost sounded like laughter. “Weird, but okay, rude. I’m not talking to you anymore.” (y/n) huffed in amusement, a smile on her face. “Right.”

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Masterlist

I will update this regularly to be best of my ability. My channel is still fairly new so I apologize for the slim pickings below

Oneshots:

TFP:

Strictly Professional - TFP Knockout x Reader Insert (female human reader, sfw)

Young At Spark - TFP Ratchet x Reader (female human reader, suggestive, vitality-insecurity, fluffy angst)

Secret Rendezvous - TFP Starscream x Femme Autobot Reader (nsfw, Forbidden Romance)

TFE (Earthspark):

Be Still My Beating Spark - TFE Megatron x Cybertronian Femme OC (reunited after the war, romance, conjunx, fluff, sfw)

NSFW Alphabet Optimus Prime

ROTB:

The Perfect Pick-me-up - ROTB Mirage x Female Human Reader (comfort, fluff, sfw, antisocial reader)

New Year's Resolution - ROTB Mirage x Fem Human Reader (New Year’s Party, Drunken Flirting)

Just the Way You Are - ROTB Mirage x Femme Autobot Reader (Insecure reader, self conscious of body, misgendered, comfort, sfw, fluff, confidence BOOST)

TFA:

A Mutually Beneficial Partnership - TFA Swindle x GN Human Reader (Sfw, Deal-making, unforeseen benefits/consequences, Swindle being Swindle)

Ain't I Good to You? - TFA Blitzwing x Female Human Reader (Jazz Singer, Simping, Fluff, Tex Avery-inspired)

The Winning Team - TFA Starscream x Femme Cybertronian Reader (NSFW, Valveplug, seduction, cream pie)

UNSPECIFIED:

Under Pressure - Unknown Continuity Optimus Prime x Megatron x Female Human Reader POLY (Sfw, adhd reader, polyamorous, fluff)

Headcanons:

TFE/TFP Starscream x GN Reader (Showing Affection, NSFW)

TFP Arcee & Ratchet x Female Human Reader (Reactions to reader being hypnotized by Decepticons)

TFP Ratchet & Optimus x Male Human Reader (Reactions to receiving love letter from reader)

TFP Starscream x Female Human Reader (English as a second language, sfw, fluff, slight language barrier)

Fanfics:

When Sparks Fly Part. 1 - TFP Fanfic Bumblebee x Femme Cybertronian OC (Reunited after years, unresolved feelings, romance, adventure)

Gif Collection:

Random:

ROTB:

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My Favorite Characters to Write For:

There are so many to choose from, but at my Spark I am a hardcore Transformers Prime fan. 🤷🏻‍♀️ But I love a lot of other continuities too:

TFA:

Blitzwing (the 3 personalities are fun & it’s easy to be creative)

Megatron (…big mech, big shoulders, & that voice 😫)

Lockdown (obvious reasons)

The Seekers (they’re fun)

TFP:

Ratchet (I identify with him easily 😅 & writing for him is second nature)

Dreadwing (….I may have a bias :3)

Predaking (Yes I may have an unhealthy love for this smexy dragon-robot. He’s both commanding & sweet deep-down)

Skylynx & Darksteel (again… smexy dragon robots)

Knockout (Absolutely adore him. Easy to write for him)

Soundwave (…who doesn’t love him?)

Earthspark:

Megatron (Love love LOVE this version of him)

Bumblebee (He’s fun and I like him)

Nightshade (absolute adorable nerdy baby. They are a SFW ONLY!)

Tarantulas (Normally I kill any spider in my home, but maybe it’s the voice actor or his kind and understanding personality, but DAMN I like him okay? The mandibles are a little weird though)

Starscream (enough said)

Grimlock (….just saw his episode and KEITH DAVID?)

ROTB:

Mirage (duh…)

Bumblebee (again, duh…)

(Really wish there was a larger cast for ROTB)

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Works In Progress:

Updated regularly for your convenience

1. TFA Swindle x GN Human Reader (sfw, deal-making, unforeseen benefits/consequences)

2. TFP Starscream x Female Autobot Reader (nsfw, Forbidden romance)

3. ROTB Mirage x Fem Human Reader (New Year’s Party, Drunken Flirting)

4. ROTB Mirage x Fem Autobot Reader (Insecure reader, self conscious of body, misgendered, comfort, sfw, fluff, confidence BOOST)

5. TFP Starscream x Female Human Reader Headcanon (English as a second language, sfw, fluff, slight language barrier

6. Unknown Continuity Poly Optimus Prime x Female Human Reader x Megatron (sfw, fluff, reader with ADHD

7. TFP Starscream x Female Human Reader (nsfw, reader is dominant, fluff during aftercare)

8. NSFW Alphabet TFE Optimus

9. Unknown Continuity Optimus x Female Autobot Reader (nsfw, praise kink)

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Current Request Slots as of (08/09/23):

1. TFP Ratchet x Human Female Reader One-Shot (Smut or Angsty Fluff. Insecurity about vitality) COMPLETED

2. TFE or TFA Megatron x Female Reader (Reunited with Conjunx after the war) Headcanon or One-Shot (we shall see 😏)

3. ROTB Mirage x Fem Human Reader One-Shot (Fluff, comfort, anti-social reader, sweet)

4. TFA Blitzwing x Fem Human Reader (SFW, suggestive, intense crush on reader, flirty)

5. OPEN

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Almost easy ( transformers x reader insert) Chapter 1.10

"Hold on tight... little lady." Her eyes locked onto the radio. "Why?" "Get in the... driver's seat." She didn't question it this time and quickly climbed into the driver's seat and buckled up. "Now why did I have to-." Before she could finish the sentence the car turned to its side, making her hold on to the car grab handles. "What the fuck!"

Before (Y/n) knew it they were back with four wheels on the ground. Something sounding like a chuckle echoed through the small space. "I warned you... Are you alright... (Y/n)?"The said girl leaned back, trying to calm her racing heart, glaring at the radio. "With all respect, Bee. You call that a fucking warning?"

(Y/n) sighed in annoyance as the Camaro shook, she opened her mouth to protest. Thinking that the bot was laughing at her, again, however she quickly realized that wasn't the case. Her mouth fell open, as she looked around with wide eyes. The interior design changed from grey and looking incredibly used to looking brand new. Everything going from a dull gray, turning into a clean black. She gaped at the change, looking her eyes out at the new interior look. Her amazed glance quickly turned into one of annoyance. feeling the car shake again. "...Impressed sweetheart?"  

The car came to a halt, not giving the girl enough time to react. She looked outside her window, realizing they stopped in front of Sam and Mikaela.  With a sigh she moved to the back, giving Sam space to sit down. "~She got them apple bottom jeans~"  With a sigh she continued to climb to the backseat, 'Accidentally' kicking the steering wheel. "...Hey!"

(Y/n) POV

"You were still in here?" I looked at Mikaela as she got in, raising an eyebrow. Not paying attention as Sam climbed into the drivers side, silently in awe of Bumblebee's new design and interior. "You didn't notice?" "Of course we did, it was peaceful for once." Bumblebee started the car and drove off, Sam looking in the rear mirror, glancing at the traffic behind him before turning his head to his sister. "I can make it a second time, by knocking you out, maybe then the awkward tension will clear." Sam's teasing smile instantly changed to one of annoyance. Mikaela looked between us, with a sigh. "Let's just get over with this." She looked towards the front, not making eye contact with Sam. I looked at my brother as he turned his head to me in his seat, mouthing something I didn't bother deciphering. A shrug was all he got, making him shake his head and sit back again. I smiled, feeling the adrenaline from before fade as soon as it came, tiredness taking over. I leaned my head against my hand, propping my elbow up by the window frame.

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Seemingly four fireballs make their way towards earth at a high speed, which in reality were four escape pods. Occupied by a certain Yellow Camaro's team mates and comrades.

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Third POV "Bee?" The yellow Camaro sped through a metal gate, entering some ones premises. "Duh-duh-duh, we're dead." (Y/n) mumbled in the backseat, leaning back and covering her eyes with her arm. "We'll be... fine... princess." Sam looked between the radio and his sister, his eyes narrowing at the former. (Y/n) moved her arm and chuckled to herself. "Are you flirting with my sister?" Sam hissed at the radio, making both Mikaela and (y/n) shake their heads. "..." Static took over the radio for a moment, making Sam stare it with an eyebrow raised. The tension was thick for a second before Bee finally answered "...Maybe." "What the hell Bee?" Sam slapped the steering wheel weakly, glaring at it. "Are you mad because he's better at flirting than you are?" "He's no- what!" Mikaela looked between the bickering siblings with a sigh before stepping out off the car. Bee was watching in amusement, the twins completely oblivious to the fact they had come to a halt a couple of minutes earlier.

"Guys!" Mikaela snapped at the two, leaning against Bee's roof as she looked into the car. The twins having a glare on their faces as they look at each other. "Stop behaving like toddles and get out off the car." Sam sighed, looking at his crush before getting out off the car, moving the seat forward. "...Kids..." Mikaela scoffed before taking her arms off the car and walked a little further. "This is your fault." The boy mumbled, glaring as he watched his sister struggle to get out. With a smirk he released the chair, frowning when he noticed it didn't go back to it's normal position. "... be nice to each other... nice try, kid." (Y/n) got out of the car, elbowing her brother as she walked past him. "Prick." He closes the door before walking over to Mikaela, leaving (Y/n) with Bumblebee.

Their gazes were captured by the four flaming pods getting closer to earth. Sam and Mikaela slowly linked their hands, watching the extraordinary scene above them. Bright flashes blinded them temporary as the four pods entered the earths atmosphere.

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Four pods entered the earths atmosphere, each one crashing at a completely different location. One in a grass field, not that far way from the three teens. The second one ending up in a football station,  another one nearly ending up in a restaurant, luckily for the costumers only breaking the windows. The last one crashed into a pool, waking a young girl who was waiting for a certain someone.

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Sam and Mikaela ran toward the one closest to them, (Y/n) following closely behind them. "Wait, for me I have short legs." Sam looked behind him, not slowing down for his sister as he pulled Mikaela with him. "Then run faster / you're just as tall as I am/You're taller than I am!"

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A blonde guy, ran over the streets, holding his phone close as multiple other people run behind him, passing broken down lanterns and moving past debris. "This is the coolest thing I've ever seen! Explosions everywhere! This is easily a hundred times cooled than Armageddon. I swear to god!" People jumped past the hole the pod created with it's crash landing, multiple firefighters arriving at the spot. "Fire, Fire, Fire."

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The teens reached the broken down pod, staring at it in shock as they notice a nearby tree on fire, smoke coming from the skid mark it made. "How the hell do they fit in- it fucking moves!" (Y/n) jumped back, pretty much using Mikaela as a shield. The other two take a step back as they indeed see the pod move.

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The group of guys gather around the gaping hole the pod created in a metal wall. "Oh, dude, I hope this guy's got asteroid insurance." The same guy with the phone says as they walk closer. "Cause he's so boned!"

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The being near the three teens gets up, making eye contact with them before running off, leaving a very confused group. "Sam." (Y/n) exclaimed placing a hand on his shoulder. "What?" "You chased him away?" Mikaela shook her head, turning around to walk back to Bumblebee. "Here we go again." "Wha-" "He only needed one look at you to be like 'fuck this shit I'm out.'" The youngest twin grinned innocently before walking after Mikaela.

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Fire fighters run to the scene, the guy with the phone running the opposite way. "What is that?" Something caught his eye as it bumped into a rack stocked with televisions, making it tip over. "There's something in the tree, dude." More people noticed, and ran towards the being trying to get away from the public he unwantedly got. "No, there's something in the thing by the tree!" The fire fighters trying to chase the groups of people away. "Can I at least get a space rock?" However due all the commotion no one managed to notice the ambulance driving off.

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One off the beings climbed down a car shop, accidentally, however not caring about it, breaking the sign as it gets down. Looking at it's environment, it realizes it's alone. The being turns around, spotting a car it likes and scans it.

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A little blonde girl, holding her unicorn walks outside. Looking with wide eyes at the now smoking swimming pool. A metallic hand reaches out off it, clasping it on the pool's side. A grey metallic tall figure climbing out and walking past the little girl as she stares at it in wonder, while making sure she doesn't get crushed by it's feet. "Excuse me, are you the tooth fairy?" She asks the creature innocently. Her father must have heard the commotion as he runs outside, his wife following close behind. "Hey, sweetheart, what are you doing here by yourself. Holy god, what happened to the pool?" The creature crouches down behind the tree, making sure the adults don't spot it. A black topkick GMC speeding off the driveway.

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The last creature stands beside a highway, noticing a truck drive by. Without wasting time it scans it and transforms into the semi-truck.

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"Were those you're friends, comrades?" (Y/n) asks, pausing between friends and comrades, as she, her brother, and his crush near the yellow Camaro again. "Team... from space... comrades... on the good side... off the war." Sam and Mikaela shared a look. "Excuse me, war?" The first asked, clearly confused by the new information their protector and driver shared. "Starfleet captain... will explain it all.

~ 1570 words, and we're 1 hour and almost two minutes into the movie, however I gave this part my own little spin. My apologies for the lack of updates, but with my internship, work and appointments made my lack of motivation disappear. Anyway, hopefully I'll be able to upload next week again. See ya'll soon.

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See the world

Yhellow there, people who read my stories or those who pass by my stories by using the transformers #

I still don’t know if I’m using Tumblr correctly or not but I recently started on here and I came up with a new story apart from the one I’m writing now (Almost easy - Transformers x reader insert.) I would really like your opinion on if it would be anything good or worth reading. 

- I’ll be using She/her pronouns, but I wouldn’t mind to create multiple versions with he/him and they/them pronouns. - There will either be multiple endings with different love interests or just one without a love interest.  - (Y/n) would be William- and Sarah Lennox’s daughter (Son or kid if the other versions come out) - Multiple other characters will be added.  This wouldn’t be enough to describe or judge an entire story so I made a small teaser;  (Please let me know what you think in the comments/dm’s??). Again English isn’t my first language so my apologies for grammar and spelling mistakes. Have fun reading ^^

“I don’t want to drag you into this.” Rhys looked between her and the laptop with hesitation. He didn’t want to leave his friend behind, yet he knew that she was hiding something from him, something bigger than all of them. “I’ll be fine.” His blue eyes found her (e/c) ones, the sparkle that was lost days ago somehow found it’s way back again. He sighed before getting up, grabbing ahold of the hand that was on top of his shoulder a second ago. “Be careful.” He mumbled loud enough for her to hear before letting go of her hand. A last glance was shared between the two before he walked off, leaving the girl alone, unknownst to him to sign a contract with the devil.  ~ “I want to help you guys take down the autobots.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” (Y/n) looked down, avoiding any kind of eye contact, something that only managed to make the brunette girl in front of her more angry. “(Y/n) you’re my best friend and all, but you’re not in some kind of fanfiction, stop trying to be a fucking hero.” The teen could feel Melany’s stare pierce through her, if looks could kill, she’d be 6 feet underground by now. “I’m not-” She got cut off by hands being placed on her shoulder, making her look up by instinct. “You are, so stop. I- no we don’t want to lose you.” Melany wasn’t a fool, she knew the look in (Y/n)’s far too well, making her sigh. “Or let us help you.” Zackary’s mouth fell open as his eyes widened sharing a look with Wade, whose expression was similar to Zackary’s. “I’m sorry Mel, and no offense (Y/n)  but do you want to get us killed?!” 

~ “I started this alone because I don’t want to risk you guys getting harmed.” ~ “Then we’ll help from the side lines.”

“You seem like a soldier, who's lost his composure.” Brown eyes looked down at (Y/n), who was staring at the rocket standing at the docks “You shouldn’t have come here.” The metal being around the young teen wrapped itself tighter around her, as if it was protecting her. A smile appeared on her face. “Am I not allowed to say goodbye to the army’s cybertronic “friends”?'' The man fixed his stance, narrowing his eyes at the teenager. “Leave before anyone notices you’re here.” He turned around, walking back to his team, failing to notice the tears filling his daughters eyes. Blinking repeatedly (Y/n) tried to keep her act up. ~ “Just trust me!

”Blue optics followed her every move as (Y/n) stepped back slowly, her hands folded behind her back. “You sound like an old joke. You're worn out, a bit broken.” A frown made its way to the old bot’s face as he glared down at the being he saw as a pest. “Okay, fine. Very worn out and broken.” She corrected herself with a smile, if things would’ve been different and if she wasn’t in a life threatening situation she would’ve laughed at Sentinel's expression.

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Almost easy (Transformers bayverse - Reader insert )  Chapter 1.2

“Manny.” The said man turned around, being distracted from his work. “What?” Ron parked his car before ushering his kids out. Sam looked around the place, a look mixed with disgust and annoyance plastered on his face. “Get your cousin out off that damn clown suit!” (Y/n) followed the man’s gaze, taking note of the man waving around a sign in his clown suit. “He’s having a heat stroke again.” Sam elbowed his younger sister, before hurrying over to their dad. “Here, no, no, no. What is this.” The younger teenager ran up to Ron’s side, who was completely ignoring Sam. “You said half a car, not half a piece of crap, Dad.” A quick glance around the yard made (Y/n) agree, failing to see the yellow camaro park itself a bit away from them. “When I was your age, I’d have been happy with four wheels and an engine.” “Okay, let me explain something to you, okay?” Sam paused, stopping in front of the older man, placing a hand on his shoulder as he motioned to the car next to him. “Have you ever seen a 40-year-old virgin?” “He’s staring at a future one.” Sam glared at his twin, who just smiled innocently as their father barked out a laugh before answering Sam’s question. “Yeah.” He turned his attention back, and mentioned another car. “Okay, that’s what this is, and this is 50-year-old virgin.” Ron sighed, removing his son’s hand off his shoulder as (Y/n) shook her head, a small smile appearing on her face. “You want me- us to live that life?” The older twin wrapped an arm around his younger sister’s shoulder, giving her the que to pull her best puppy eyes. Ron looked down at the two, shaking his head. The puppy eyes having no effect whatsoever this time. “No sacrifice, no victory.” A groan of annoyance escaped Sam’s throat. “Yeah, no victory. You know, I got it. The old Witwicky motto, dad.” Ron nodded, satisfied by his answer as he continued to walk towards the owner of the cars. 

“Lady and Gentleman.” The man who was previously shouting at his friend walked over to the family, reaching his hand out to shake. “Bobby Bolivia, like the country, except without the runs.” Ron shook his hand, the twins on the other hand shared a look with each other before turning back to the two older men. “How can I help you?” Ron nodded towards the teens. “Well, my kids here are looking for their first shared car.” The male turned to them, a smile on his face before he wrapped his arms around both their shoulders. “You come to see me?” (Y/n) narrowed her eyes at the arm wrapped around her shoulder before looking at the salesman with annoyance. “We had to.” Sam mumbled, looking confused by what was happening. “That practically makes us family. Uncle Bobby B, baby. Uncle Bobby B.” He gently shoved the two teens towards the car, making Ron trail behind them. “Kids, let me talk to you.” Sam pointed towards his twin. “(Y/n), Sam.” Bobby nodded in acknowledgement before continuing. “Sam, (Y/n), your first enchilada of freedom awaits underneath one of those hoods.” He finally released the two, gesturing to the cars surrounding them. “Let me tell you something, A driver don’t pick the car. The car’ll pick the driver.” (Y/n) muted him as she walked past the colorful cars, stopping at the camaro that hadn’t caught her eye before. “I’m sure you weren’t here before.” She mumbled before walking to the passenger side. Sam had caught up, walking to the driver side of the car and quietly got in as Bobby was talking about how deaf his mother is. “This ain’t bad.” He muttered as he studied the car. (Y/n) opened the opposite door and sat down, the disco Bal and air freshener catching her eyes within a second. “Bee-iotch.” A giggle escaped her lips, making Sam look inside the car. but focused his attention on their dad as he came to a halt beside him “This one’s got racing stripes.” “Yeah.” (Y/n) traced her hand over the dashboard. “It is nice, how mu-” Bobby had cut her off before she could finish her sentence. “It got racing… yeah, what’s this.” He paused, making (Y/n) huff in annoyance. “What the heck is this, I don’t know anything about this car.” He walked over to the passenger side, glancing inside as Sam took his time to get into the driver's seat. “Manny!’ (Y/n) jumped at the volume of his voice, before shooting him a glare.  “What is this? This car! Check it out!” The man walked over to the four, shrugging. “I don’t know, boss! I’ve never seen it. That’s loco!” Sam traced his hand over the steering wheel, amazed by the quality as the other cars seemed like scrap. “Don’t go Ricky Ricardo on me, Manny! Find out!” “Feels good.” Sam stated quietly, catching his sister's attention. A glance was all they needed to know they had found their car. “How much?” They asked in usison, startling the salesman and making him look inside the car again. “Well, considering the semi-classic nature of the vehicle, with the slick wheels and the custom paint job..” “Yeah, but the paint’s faded.” Sam was quick to interrupt him. “Yeah, but it’s custom.” “Custom faded?” (Y/n) questioned, raising an eyebrow at the man beside him. He scoffed and stood back up. “Well, this is your first car. I wouldn’t expect you to understand. Five grand.” 

Ron shook his head, opening the driver's door for Sam to get out. “No, I’m not paying over four. Sorry.” (Y/N) her mouth fell open as the man walked away from the car. “Wait, dad we could pay you the rest back next month, right Sam?” “Kids, come on, get out. Get out the car.” Bobby ignored the younger girl’s protests and opened the door for her. “No, no, no. You said the cars pick their drivers.” Sam argued as he turned to the man, staring in disbelief. “Well sometimes they pick a driver with a cheap-ass father. Out the car.” The boy huffed before getting out, (y/n) just climbed up the passenger seat, turning around to look at the salesman, who stood at the car next to them. “Now this one here for four G’s is a beauty.” (Y/n) sighed before getting out off the car, closing the passenger door behind her. “There’s a Fiesta with racing stripes over there.” Ron pointed at the yellow car at the other side of the parking lot, in hopes of making the two change their minds. “No, I don’t want a Fiesta with racing stripes, you (Y/n)?” Sam questioned as he got up from the car, glancing at his sister. “No, but dad can’t we just pay you back eventually?” She asked again, hoping to convince him. “Nope, This is a classic engine right here.” The older man said as he walked the other way. Sam sighed as he got out off the car completely and closed the door. “I sold a car the other day…” As soon as the driver’s door closed the passenger door opened. “Gee, holy cow.” Ron jumped at the sound as Bobby just sat in the other car. “No, no, no. No worries.” The father walked back to the car. “You all right?” (Y/n) glanced at Sam, who just looked at the car Bobby was in. “I’ll get a sledgehammer and knock this right out. Hey, hey, Manny!” He got out off the car, nearly pushing the young woman aside as he looked for his colleague. “Get your clown cousin and get some hammers and come bang this stuff out, baby.” He laughed looking between the family and Manny. 

The radio turned on, unnoticed by the humans surrounding the car. “... Greater than man.” Bobby turned back to the family before pointing to a completely different car. “That one’s my favorite, drove all the way from Alabammy.” The radio started again only to play a shrieking sound. The humans covered their ears and ducked as the windows of the other cars bursted. Bobby got up, shaking with fear as he looked around his car lot. Ron got up eventually. “Four grand!”