#Anybots

[modekuro]

They're so stupid 🥰

[beanjang-draws]

I figured it out gang I just needed to verify my email oops.

I will not lie, I don’t know how to use tumblr very well..I’ve lurked most of my time here so I don’t know how to reply to the comments on my posts but uh thank you all xoxo I’m working hard to please you

[vhaos-chaotic-writing]

eeeeek, Yandere Shockwave, Soundwave, Megatron TFP with Decepticon scientist y/n that have a personality like HAL 9000 or A.M hcs?

Oooh, interestiiing o(*￣▽￣*)o I've been meaning to search more about those two characters you mentioned, since I wanted to take them as side-inspiration characters for my OC Cycles - this will do good to make character study yes yes. But I'll say it in advance, I apologize if the personalities of the characters taken as references are not 100% accurate since I haven't read IHNMAIMS nor watched 2001: A Space Odyssey.

Yandere!TFP Megatron, Soundwave and Shockwave with a Cybertronian!Decepticon!Reader who is like HAL 9000/A.M (HCs)

WARNING: Yandere behaviour. Reader is Cybertronian, a scientist Decepticon with a personality already defined (HAL 9000 and A.M's personality) and gender neutral. A little bit of suggestive. Possibly one-sided love (can be read as Reader has no feelings for the bots).

MEGATRON

You had catched Megatron's attention the moment you had joined the Decepticons.

Deadly intelligent, logical thinking, a silent walking threat that, if you opened your mouth, could destroy anyone verbally... aaand, well, physically, you always fought with such dangerous elegance, aiming for the spark and making your enemies bleed, unbothered by the damage if it ever reached you.

Not like Megatron would let anyone place a servo on you. No, never.

The aggressive yandere with sadistic and possessive tendencies. And it was driving him mad just how you didn't crumble under his watch.

He wished to have you to actively reciprocate his love, to fully depend on him. He wanted to possess you.

But you were such a force that Megatron couldn't fully control - your intelligence, the deep hatred you held against the autobots (and, well, supposedly anyone that was alive) - oh, how addicting and how hurtful it was, it was destroying Megatron mentally but he craved for more.

He let's you do whatever you want and is not ashamed to show favoritism towards you over the others.

You tend to keep to yourself, the only emotions you ever show are either boredom, indifference, silent wrath and sooo many other emotions that are difficult to read. But the moment you show just a little, tiny, itty bitty other emotion towards Megatron, no matter if positive or negative, a single word or micro-expression. His spark clenches and buzzes, it wails and bleeds.

Whenever he gets to see you in battle, offline or torture a bot - he gets hot and bothered, and jealous.

He wants your hatred directed towards him, your silent need to hurt and torture, to draw energon and break frames to be directed towards him. Let your wrath be for him, taint him, please.

At some point, Megatron just breaks and becomes unhinged, possessive over you and nearly keeping you on an imaginary tight leash, but you defy him to keep working on your own experiments and just leave his side.

But you are not dumb, of course not. You know the power you hold over the Warlord, how he is quick to act as if a guardian dog that awaits for any type of praise or just a reaction from you.

"My angel of death" Megatron whispers, forcefully holding you close against his frame as he purrs.

"My Lord, I have important things to do." You say, nonchalantly and without a single hint of fear by shoving his faceplate away.

"Let me possess you. Let me love you." He begs, crazed smile and desperate.

"You are too loud for my liking, Lord Megatron, silence." And he shuts his mouth... for a while.

SOUNDWAVE

Soundwave fell first and hard, deep into a dark void in love with you.

From Soundwave's memories, the moment you and him met, you were like a divine being similar to Primus... or Unicron. There was no way you were an equal to him, you were higher than him, than Megatron, than anybot he has ever met!

The silent possessive with stalking yandere tendencies who always keeps his focus on you.

Has archives full of just you - photos, videos, voice records, notes, all the reports you've written and delivered, in and out of working hours... with you knowing or not.

Unlike with both Megatron and Shockwave, you actually don't mind Soundwave and find it quite pleasing to have him around. And while it is not explicitly telling him that you view him as a potential and worthy romantical partner, Soundwave clings passively to whatever attention you give him.

And he is content with just becoming your shadow - if that means he gets to be in your presence, hear you, see you, and Primus if you allow it, to feel you.

Only when you two are alone, he uses his real voice to speak with you. And only to speak praises and compliments, passive possessive remarks and a couple of lovesick sighs here and there.

Soundwave is fascinated by your intelligence and how you work, but also, gets all excited to see your anger show.

Soundwave feels his spark roar in passion at seeing you take the autobots in battle - a cold scientist back in the Nemesis and now a raged monster in battle.

"I HATE YOU!" You scream in burning agony and need to end lives.

To others it is the last words they will hear before either joining the All Spark or to meet unconsciousness (and extreme pain later once they awake), to Soundwave is like hearing the most beautiful symphony created by both Primus and Unicron.

Another precious clip to his collection!

Feels such a rush of energy whenever you call out on him without even looking at him whenever he is stalking you.

"Soundwave." You start outloud, to then snap your digits. "Here." You order.

The silent decepticon is quick to move, leaving his safe spot from the shadows to do as you ordered.

You don't stop working on your project, but once Soundwave kneels by your side, you use your closer servo to him and start petting and caressing his helm.

Yours forever, your personal walking shadow that will hold everything he can about you - the path of destruction you leave, for him, is the path towards where he must be: with you.

SHOCKWAVE

Unlike Megatron and Soundwave, Shockwave used to loathe you the very first moment he got to interact with you.

You were like a walking threat that could take his place among the Decepticon's ranks as the main scientist and to take his place under Megatron's favour.

Shockwave would develop a little obsession over you, at first to try and see any little detail that would make you inferior to him.

You couldn't be better than him. No.

With this, Shockwave slowly starts to develop a yandere personality: obsessive.

Not out of love, at first - but out of anger.

Shockwave would start to dig anywhere to find any type of information about you: who you are, where did you come from in Cybertron, what was your profession before the war, why did you join the Decepticons and where your loyalty truly fell, what type of researches and experiments have you done, and so on...

And as much as he wanted to deny it, it was illogical to lie: he started to become quite infatuated with you.

He learns and remembers everything about you, and then he realizes...

You were... like him.

Slowly, his little plan on finding everything about you to find a flaw, expose you and make Megatron cast you out of the Decepticons... started to take another turn.

The second yandere trait started to appear: delusion (kind of leaning on the self-indulgent type.)

You were brilliant, a genius, worthy to work along his side and that has clearly done great things for Megatron and the Decepticons. How you manage to keep such a cold, indifferent and calculating personality while deep down holding a burning, destructive hatred towards everything that surrounds you fascinates him.

Shockwave needed to study you.

And that's how the delusion begins.

No, he doesn't love you, he doesn't hold deep, strong feelings towards you. He just merely wishes to study you and learn more about you, that's it. You are just one of his little experiments.

... oh, such a liar.

Shockwave pretends to not notice his spark readings that get all crazy whenever his optic finds you or his audials pick up your voice. Pretends to not feel his whole frame shake whenever he gets to see you work on your own projects or speak facts. Pretends to not feel his legs weak when you praised him after showing off his working on Predaking.

"Fascinating, Shockwave." You say, staring up at the predacon. "... Only a brilliant processor would defy death."

Shockwave just hums back a small "I appreciate your words." - but you saw everything.

The way his servo clenched, how his voice box produced for a nano-klik a small sound out of surprise before speaking, how his frame tensed, the way his optic shined a little bit more.

He will keep his attention on you, lying to himself about doing it only in the name of science, failing to notice that you are watching him back and analyzing, thinking and calculating. And deep down, he wants it that way - for you to keep staring back at him and only him.

Aaahhh... My work is killing me. o(￣┰￣*)ゞ I hope y'all like it! I really hope I did it okay. Vhaos out!

[aracfox]

I need either Brainstorm or Perceptor or literally ANYBOT on the Lost light to somehow make the cybertronian equivalent of those ADHD meds that make your emotions disappear (you know the type, every Neurodivergent person who takes meds had them), And somehow those meds/drags get into rodimus's energon.

I just want the ENTIRE SHIP in chaos cause rodimus is ACTUALLY WORKING! (What?).

Like, Megatron and ultra Magnus having an existential crisis.

Drift being concerned for his emica (you write it like that?) cause he doesn't wanna race.

Ratchet and all the medics on the ship trying to get rodi into the med bay to give him a check up.

All of the other bots being 100% SURE that rodimus is possessed or got replaced.

And at the same time that the entire crew is panicking, Rodimus is enjoying having his processor NOT going about 950 MPH for the first time in his life. (He is able to do his work without getting distracted or bored after five minutes).

The crew notices rodimus's lack of emotions, rodimus himself does not.

[unicornblossom13]

For those who have seen DCAU’s Justice League Unlimited, you may remember the episode, Grudge Match. In that, there is the iconic fight where a brainwashed Wonder Woman fought and beat up her fellow League women.

If you haven’t, here is a video of it:

Now my big smart brain was inspired by this scene to imagine one where Optimus gets placed under mind control by an enemy (Quintessons, most likely) and is made to fight his team and the Elite Guard. And when they realize what’s about to happen, they’re like; Oh, Primus.

��Anybot got a plan?” Jazz asked as they all backed away from Optimus.

“Yeah, try to stay alive.” Ratchet answered.

“Does anybot have a good plan?” Prowl questioned, preparing to fight.

As much as they tried to overwhelm the Prime, things were not looking good for the Autobots.

“We’re getting our afts creamed out here.” Bumblebee remarked as Optimus slammed the combined Jettwins into the ground.

“We need a new strategy.” Ratchet said. “Sentinel! Keep him busy.”

“What now?” the Prime blinked before he was shoved forward. Next thing he knew, a fist landed right against his face.

With Optimus distracted, the others decided they needed to call in reinforcements. Decepticon reinforcements, to be exact. When they finally get there, Starscream just scoffs, thinking that it’s no big deal.

“I mean, how hard can it be to take down one little-“

And then his head is kicked off from behind.

Blitzwing and Lugnut give it a shot, but they don’t fare much better against Optimus. Their only hope now is Megatron, who can, thankfully, keep up with the brainwashed Prime.

During the course of the fight, the Decepticon warlord is high key turned on by the possibility of the Autobot actually killing him. The others notice and are all; “Are you for real?”.

Eventually, Megatron is able to incapacitate Optimus long enough for the rest to free him from his mind control, defeat the Quintessons, and the day is saved. Optimus feels guilty about the whole thing, but the other Autobots assure him it’s not his fault. Megatron, however, says if he wants to make it up to him, that can be arranged in private. Optimus, though not surprised, isn’t particularly against the idea.

No one sees them again for the rest of the day, or the next morning.

Oh, and no one bothered to retrieve Starscream’s head and put it back on his body. So he’s just been laying there the whole time.

(I might make a fic of this one day. Until then, this is just a fun little prompt I thought of)

[guardianofnightmares]

Forbidden

At that moment Bumblebee finally realized that he couldn’t keep the paranoid thoughts locked inside his processor anymore.

He desperately needed to speak to his friends, consequences be damned. He had to make sure that he’s not glitched in a processor. That what he got himself into was a right course of action for any good-natured Bot.

... or, rather, for any sensible Prime.

Hence why, after making a deep inhale, a minibot finally forced the dreaded words out of his intake:

"... is it wrong that I feel... bad for the prisoners? That I... periodically... h-help them?"

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Hello everyone, long time no see). Can hardly believe it's been a whole year since the last @blitzbee-week event and man, was I glad to participate in it once more. All of works were submitted on time to an event chat, but, unfortunately, I am uploading them here only now (full-time job drains me up).

Anyways, here is my first drawing from BlitzBeeWeek event Promts List. I think it will be fair to mention that this and next couple of my works will be dedicated to my fanfic called "TFA: Icarus". I will leave a link [here] for anyone interested to give it (and an existing teaser) a try. And yes, I am, in fact, going to finally upload first chapters pretty soon, it's happening, guys))). Thanks a ton for everyone who left their kudos there throughout a year, you have given me courage to put this behemoth of a story on paper and actually work it through.

As for the current entry for an event, I will provide part of a draft to one of chapters which is related to a depicted scene. It'll be "hidden" under a cut line for anyone wishing to get a more... fleshed out picture of what's going on here. Hope you'll enjoy reading it)

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“Bumblebee… are you listening to me?”

It was beyond confusing for Ratchet to see a younger Bot acting so out of touch with reality. He’s hunched over a console, helm resting in one servo while a wielding tool was twirled slowly in digits of another. Bumblebee looked so tired, clearly not caring about a task at servo, nor about an advice coming from his elder friend.

White and red Autobot knew how cheerful Bumblebee got each time they met via video calls, clearly waiting for a chance to talk to old teammates, even if these calls didn’t last long. That’s why him being so silent and lost in own thoughts was that much more worrying to witness. 

Upon being prompted again, the young bot finally raised his optics, the weight of his gaze almost making Ratchet flinch in surprise - to think that a recently promoted Prime was capable of behaving so out of character was indeed an alarming sign of change. 

The truth was, the minibot couldn’t help but to act all secretive, as if he’s done something wrong. 

Because, all things considered, he has. 

Minibot was well aware of what his actions could lead up to. All those rendezvous and revelations were such a dangerous subject to talk about, something that surely could lead him to being court marshaled if he’s caught by anybot. And what’s even worse - Bumblebee wasn’t certain whether telling friends what’s been troubling him was a good idea. 

Surely they’d not rat him out… but would they continue interacting with a yellow Autobot if he shared said secret with them? Wouldn't it be more mature of him to leave mechs oblivious (in order to protect them) and let his fears to silently fester in his processor?

... yet, to his shame, a minibot felt his resolve to keep his intake shut breaking upon seeing a haunted expression on Ratchet’s faceplates. Bumblebee wished he hadn’t looked up into the wise optics of his, those that seemed to read him as an unlocked datapad. How could he play it cool when a medic was looking at him in such a manner?

“…kid?” Now Ratchet was truly worried for his companion. He wasn’t even certain he’s ready to hear an explanation, but knew in his spark that he had to get to the bottom of a problem for minibot's sake.

At that moment Bumblebee finally realized that he couldn’t keep the paranoid thoughts locked inside his processor anymore.

He desperately needed to speak to his friends, consequences be damned. He had to make sure that he’s not glitched in a processor. That what he got himself into was a right course of action for any good-natured Bot. 

… or, rather, for any sensible Prime. 

Hence why, after making a deep inhale, a minibot finally forced the dreaded words out of his intake:

“… is it wrong that I feel… bad for the prisoners? That I… periodically… h-help them?” 

… a fleeting moment or relief at voicing his concerns instantly evaporated, changed to regret once he saw Racthet’s optics widening beyond usual capacity and heard Optimus sputtering and coughing on his energon ration off the camera. 

Such reaction made Bumblebee hide his helm between shoulder pauldrons in a clear sign of dread - so much for the support coming from teammates it seemed. 

“What?” Optimus asked after standing up from a table he’s sitting next to, the stool screeching audibly after a mech span in it. “Help them? What do you mean by that, Bumblebee? Are you alright? Do they… force you to do something for them or..?”

Minibot didn’t answer any of those questions. Wasn’t able to do it under the searching gaze of an elder mech’s optics which seemed to pin him to his own stool. Bumblebee felt like energon was going to freeze in his lines and tubes from a rising horror. Time seemed to stop for him, not unlike inner mechanisms in a frame of his. He couldn't utter a single sound, words swimming in a jumbled mess that was his processor.

What could he possibly say in his defense, now that his teammates knew of his secret? That there was a proper reason for him to feel pity for the inmates? That he was the only one to keep those mechs alive because nobody else did? That perhaps, Primus help him, all this time they were held in prison, somebot tried to take them out of game by starving them to their deaths?

A yellow Bot clearly hasn’t thought the conversation through, just as he always did, hasn't prepared himself for such a reaction even, and now that mistake was biting his aft. 

But then… then minibot heard something that immediately tore him from a panicking state he got stuck in. 

“I’ll take care of it, Prime.” Ratchet announced in a calm tone, breaking the tense silence which settled over the video call. Bumblebee was so stunned that he didn’t register those words right away, looking dumbly at warm optics of a mech on the other side of a call line. 

“But-“ 

“Optimus.” Medic cut off his commanding officer in a stern but good-natured manner, showing that he knew what he’s doing. Trusting the judgement of an older Bot, red and blue mech nodded to him and stepped away from a console, giving both of his friends some room to talk to each other. 

Young Prime could hardly believe what he’s been witnessing in front of him. Afraid to hope that his situation might’ve not been so dire after all. Baiting his breath, he watched red and white Bot turning to him again and leaning closer to a screen.

“Bumblebee, tell me, what’s happening back on Cybertron.” Ratchet asked his young friend, trying to look as non-threatening as possible, ready to tentatively listen to everything minibot’s about to say. 

And that’s when Bumblebee understood, felt it in his spark which gleefully thrummed in his chest that his old teammates were not mad at him - only worried for his well-being. Said realization made the built up over orbital cycles tension leave his frame and gave him courage to answer as honestly as he could.  

“You don’t know even half of what's going on, guys,” He stated after a breath moment of silence, then scooted on his chair closer to a screen as well and continued speaking in a hushed tone as to not to be heard by anyone else on his side of a video call. 

While retelling the recent events, which took place in Tripticon Prison, young Prime couldn’t help but periodically glance at a screen to his right side, a list of main convicts taking up most of its surface. 

Their stern gazes seemed to burn a viewer with hostility. Evil, cold, sparkless optics on unsightly faceplates. That’s what fellow guards always tended to whisper to each other either in fear or in bold mockery while walking down the hallways.

But to Bumblebee the very same pairs of optics, those he'd looked into more times then any of the local mechs, more then his friends even, told another story. Each time he saw Decepticons, bound and stripped of their weapons, there was no rage in their expressions, nor malice or contempt - only an eternal tiredness, hopelessness... and resignation with Fate.

Warframes. Mighty mechs being brought to their knees and stripped of their pride. Truly a sight which made minibot feel more miserable then three inmates he tried to take care of.

“Bossbot… Ratchet… please, come back here as soon as you can," Recently promoted Prime finally said as a conclusion to his speech. "I… I am afraid I won’t be able to handle this situation on my own anymore.”

[niiwa-angel]

Living through a war is tough but it's harder when you also have to raise sparkling. You can't completely let them know what's going on but you ant keep them totally in the dark either. Which leads to some odd chaos at the Autobots base.

~~~

Prowl: Question. Why is your sparkling here? This is a battle preparatory meeting.

Optimus: He's keeping minutes.

Bumblebee, scribbling on a drawing pad: 🙂‍↕️

~~~

Ironhide: Everyone please remember to check containers before sending them to the trash compartment. I just found Sunstreaker napping in one.

~~~

Optimus: Reminder, weapons are to be locked and secured at all times. Putting them on a high shelf doesn't count, Cliffjumper just climbs up to get them. We cannot have a thermal grenade in the hands of someone who still puts everything he finds in his mouth.

Hound: Is that why my thermal grenade was all slimy?

~~~

Ratchet: Alright! I know we're often in a hurry but can bots please watch their freaking feet! This is the third time this deca-cycle I've had to treat a sparkling because they got stepped on!

Hoist: Frags sake guys, they're brightly coloured.

~~~

Jazz: Whoever gave Sunny and Sides a whole bunch of rust sticks right before their bedtime and then sent them back to me: I will find you and payback is a glitch.

~~~

Optimus: If you're going to bring me a sparkling to complain about, can you at least make sure it's one of mine? Wheeljack, you brought me Sideswipe yesterday and were convinced he was Hot Rod.

Wheeljack: We have too many red sparklings. I think we should get rid of whichever one keeps getting into my lab!

~~~

Hoist: Just because the Sparklings like the rust sticks doesn't mean they can eat them for every meal! They need proper nutrition!

~~~

Optimus: I don't disagree with assigning chores to the Sparklings but 'fetch me some high grade' is not an appropriate chore.

Optimus: And rewarding them with a sip is definitely not appropriate.

~~~

Ratchet: I understand tensions are a little high right now, but some of you need to keep your fight or flight protocols in check. Our first reaction upon seeing a little bot running towards you should not be to kick them.

Ironhide: I am so sorry for that, I had just woken up!

~~~

Optimus: Appropriate punishments for the Sparklings do not include welding them to the walls! I don't know who stuck Sideswipe up there but you need to go let him down.

Wheeljack: That oughta teach that little Fragger to stay out of my lab.

~~~

Jazz: I know my two tend to get into the most trouble but can you all please double check before blaming them? Someone sent Sunstreaker to time out because of something Ravage got in here and took.

Prowl: Wish Ravage had taken Sunstreaker.

~~~

Elita-One: Everyone be aware, Cliffjumper figured out how to get into the vents. Please make sure all vent grates are properly secure.

~~~

Optimus: At the risk of sounding unprofessional, I JUST got Bumblebee settled down for a nap, if anybot wakes him, they WILL be sent to play chicken with the Decepticon turrets.

[quirekey]

Hi! I just wanted to say rq I love your writing and art pls keep doing what ur doing bc i freaking love your work.🥹🙏🤍

Can I request done Megatron/d-16 x a femme cybertronian reader who’s like taller than him, and very sweet. She’s like, the sweetest bot ever in Iacon that he’s ever met and he’s smitten by her. Pls and ty!!!!🤍

Oh my goodness you are too nice dude, TYTYTY!!! I will keep doing art and writing, it’s a big passion!!!

There are spoilers for TFONE

[ MEGATRON / D16 ] x [ FEMME!READER ]

[ megatron / D16 x cybertronian!femme!sweet/tall!reader ]

[ based on Transformers One ]

HEADCANONS

D16

- D16 definitely rants to you about his idols, Sentinel, Megatronous and literally anybot he admires in Iacon. You are too kind to interrupt so you just listen in without interrupting even once.

- D16 does get jealous when you talk to other bots. With your kindness comes your passion to make others happy. You love to socialise with other cybertronians and D16 just wants you to talk to him. It may be selfish but he really enjoys his time with you, how you always had sympathy for his spark.

- When D16 gets in trouble, you are always here to help. You with your little charm that contains the sweetest of energons always gets these superiors. You definitely enjoy getting your boy out of trouble.

- Oooh how D16 loves your affirmation! He definitely appreciates your kind words and how you choose them. You choose an amazing choice of words, being able to tell D16 that he is an amazing mech in just a few words. You definitely would make some great quotes.

- You definitely get lots of treats for your sparkmate. You like to carve little faces, shapes and symbols into them, especially the Megatronous symbol that D16 has on him by Orion Pax. D16 always gets so excited when he has an accurate cut out of Megatronous on some energon, it’s a silly but thoughtful gift. Sometimes D16 doesn’t even wanna eat it! (And usually he asks if you drew yourself on the energon instead)

- Your height gives you an advantage to tease D16. You love to scuff his head and play around with him, D16 doesn’t take it lightly but adores you anyhow. Hugging him from behind and giving him little kisses on his head is so fun! Being able to nuzzle him while he squirmed for freedom in your grasp.

MEGATRON

- Megatron definitely puts you as his 2nd in command instead of Starscream. He trusts you with the whole Decepticon army and will share his devotion to take down the Autobots with you.

- Megatron would never accept any physical touch. He would stop you from distracting him because he is determined to take the Autobots down. You would try to get just a bit touchy but he would just huff and walk off. He would yell at you but he has a spark!

Well… Maybe a few kissys and nuzzles, but that’s all!

- You definitely tease Megatron for his height. Megatron is already massive enough but with you, it’s scarier!

- You are somehow always so sweet to him and even Megatron doesn’t understand why. You always are so persistent in making Megatron feel better that it’s honestly refreshing. Having somebot in the Decepticons be so nice is an interesting change, not a bad one though. More positive than negative.

- Sometimes Megatron is a little biassed and puts some of your work onto other Decepticons, especially the risky missions. If you are ever hurt, your perfect frame would be ruined for him… He forces his army to do the scarier missions for you, but you insist. He and you know that you can do so much, because you are a brave and strong bot. Megatron just ignores you and forces you to be isolated inside anyways.

- Small thing, in the scene where Megatron brings everybody out of Iacon. When he flies everybot that rebels out, you are flying right by his side.

Sorry it was so little, I have not studied Megatron nor D16 that much

[swiftyangx12]

That one episode from TFA

(with a little [Reader] insert)

[D/N] = Designation (Your name)

[Earth, Michigan, Detroit]

[Jazz and [D/N], in their alt. modes, driving through the rain.]

Jazz: You hate the rain?

[D/N]: Yeah.

Jazz: How can anybot hate the rain?

[Then scene cuts to Sentinel, also in his alt. mode, who can barely drive through the weather.]

Sentinel Prime: Oh Primus, they try to drown me in this hoe! I cannot see! Primus damn!

[signedaiko]

Hi there! Could I request HCs of Optimus Prime, Prowl, and Ratchet (separately) from Transformers Animated with a Cybertronian![S/O] [Romantic] [Gender Neutral] who is an Autobot specialized in Special Operations?

Cybertronian![S/O] is a commander of their own Special Ops team back on Cybertron doing missions ranging from hostage rescues to combat. They tried to visit Earth with the Elite Guards whenever possible to see their respective partner(s) since they missed them.

They may be misunderstood as tough, scary, and dangerous at first glance, sometimes mistaken for a Decepticon before showing their Autobot insignia. Even mentioning their designation (name) sends shivers down anybot’s struts (backs).

In actuality, they’re kind, sweet, and less serious when off duty and can take a joke.

Optimus | Prowl | Ratchet [Animated]

In which their s/o is the commander of the Autobot's information operations and visits Earth to see them.

Reader is: Gender Neutral | Cybertronian | Autobot.

Optimus

Despite all his sucking up to the commander, Ultra Magnus, few knew Optimus looked up to more than just the one

He wasn't under your authority, but you were still a commander, and he was so utterly proud of you for amounting to something

He hadn't seen you since his touchdown on Earth, but you'd been checking on him far more frequently to make sure he was okay

Initially, he doesn't tell you about the cons and tells you it's just human villains because he knows you're busier than he could ever imagine and doesn't want you to worry even more

But you do find out through Ultra Magnus when it's reported, and it only takes a week before you can find an excuse to step away from your position to see him

Your arrival on a small, dark ship catches the attention of Bee and Sari during one of their excursions, and they both go running back to their team, claiming more Decepticons have arrived

When he does go to investigate, he's pleased to see you step from the ship, but your name coming from his mouth only seems to unnerve the others more

"Whoa! Prime, you know them???"

"More than know, actually. Everyone, meet my conjunx."

Jaws are dropping

Very quickly they get to learn your and Prime's history together, how you met in elite guard training, how he saved your life, how different you were than the rumors made you to seem

"Don't be fooled; they're very scary when they need to be."

Prowl

Prowl, like most things in his life, kept any mention of you to himself

After all, the others on his team liked to pry, and you were something precious to him; someone no one understood but him

Not only that, but he was worried if he brought you up, someone might try to contact you, and he knew that above all, your missions were at their peak, one after another

It didn't take anyone else, though; his own silence and lack of disclosure eventually led to you deciding to visit him yourself, which culminated in him literally waking up to the others screaming about a con at the base

He knew the very sound of your spark hum apart from any other noise and immediately told everyone else to calm down

Of course he's happy to see you, but he really wishes you wouldn't see him at such a low point

Stuck with a team of nobodies on a planet one hundredth the size of the one you protected

But you never cared about any of that; you were just happy to see your bot again, and beyond all the war stuff, he was happy to see you, too

He's very protective of you and doesn't let you spend too much time with the others because they're 'too annoying to deserve your attention'

Ratchet

Ever since the mission he carried out with you to save Arcee, he'd felt shame in comparing himself to you

Ratchet used to be on your team before you commanded it, but he eventually strayed into his current position while handling his guilt

Guilt or not, he admittedly hated that you'd taken up such an important position because it meant you had a bigger target on your back

Communicating with you poses a danger to you, so he's reluctant to send much your way and just accepts transmissions from you, which only Prime manages to find out about

Ratchet doesn't care if you're scary or not, if you're strong or not; he just wishes he could keep you from being known, keep you safe

Against all his wishes, you continue to be a more important link in the war effort, and you are the one protecting him in the relationship more than anything

Ratchet manages to keep your first few visits to Earth a secret, but it doesn't take much more for the others to meet you, especially after they had to help chase Lockdown off from trying to take you in

He doesn't have much of an ego, but he does like seeing the younger bots fawn over how cool his s/o is

And hearing them talk about how everyone fears you, well, it makes him feel just a bit more certain that you can protect yourself and that he shouldn't worry as much as he does

Author's Note - I have actually been rewatching all of Animated so, perfect timing! Blitzwing forever tho <3

[burb-ie]

Suddenly struck by a plotline that I was upset about from the TFA canon-

With TFP Op present the entire bickering conflict in 'where is thy Sting' with Wasp, can end differently!

I remember being mad as hell that Sentinel would NOT listen to Optimus and the new information the team had discovered about the spy. especially when it was about granting freedom to wrongful incarceration; Wasp was incredibly traumatized by his arrest-and I do not believe he got anything close to fair trial. Straight to serving lifetime! (Seriously what the hell. And what did they do to him in there.)

The Grudge Wasp held throughout his imprisonment, that desperate scramble for justice and freedom drove him to make it out to Earth while manhunted. Driven to find bumblebee. Primus his escape was not even his own! Made a pawn to LongarmPrime AGAIN! Little green diversion.

I feel like Bumblebee being helmjacked and impersonated by Wasp is incredibly freaky to all of the crew; but the awful bothunt he was trying to evade as they closed in on him really makes the action he takes understandable as him buying time as well as being desperate and vengeful.

Wasp blames and believes Bee completely Framed him, blame for being grounded up in the broken and cruel system autobot command has for their prisoners. His shot for elite guardship and life ruined.

It's the same stuff that made the war between transformer factions drag on for so long-and Yet AND YET. Wasp still has so many points of hesitation-! Up until Blackarchnia tricks him into being her little mutation lab rat when he reappears,. he just wants to have his sense of security back-even if it's never going to be the same as what he lost.

TFP Op already changing some sparks for the better with Sentinel and his team;, and that has Me hoping wasp gets to stick around Earth and feel safe enough to unpack the pain of a system that did not care about finding real truth, and Bulkhead and Bee getting another chance to make a friend.; I think he'd be like that roommate you know exists because the things in the house and fridge move, but you don't see very often. Maybe he ends up mutated anyway but at least he also gets the truth before then man.

Rambles about how much Sentinel made the situation escalate BECAUSE Optimus was deescalating it. Sari could have gotten another bot friend! She could've gotten them to be so goofy.Tbh I feel like Sari could befriend just about anybot with the right circumstance but that's for a different ask.

Thank you for your time. ✨

NO CAUSE

Listen listen

One of the plots of this crossover is that tfp OP WILL redeem Wasp, Orion's involvement is gonna change a lot of things in this crossover trust

[tinydefector]

Okay. You've got me invested on the newest installation of Human Effects.

Now I can't stop imagine both Humans and Mechs alike having some sort of Google Form where they click on the Human/Mech they want to fuck and see which is the most desired amongst their respective species.

Now that I think about it, I think there'll be a lot of fighting. And chaos.

But then again, we live for the drama.

Human Effects Lost Records

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Warnings: talk of sex, human/alien, pornhunting

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Did I take this as an opportunity to merge Human effects and laboratory logs together into a series yes I did. I'll be working on the human Effects timeline where human Effects 2 is spin-off pieces from the mainline.

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The Holo, cyber and inter webs had a strange beauty to them. It has given many the ability to communicate with different planets, species, to share culture, laughter, debates, videos And all sorts thanks to the many different satellites floating out in space. Everyone also enjoyed it for the use of downtime the most. Some had taken to enjoying Earth's entertainment platforms such as YouTube, Netflix and many other sights, others fell into more depraved sights such as Reddit, Twitter,Tumblr, Pornhub, interlink, Processed and other sights. 

Commlink: post Humans Aboard BLO freight.

BigBotNoStop: Alright mechs, I come bearing an inquiry. As you may have heard from some of my last posts, the newest additions to our crew are a thriving colony of soft, squishy humans. Word in the taproom is some have taken quite an interest in... extending cultural exchanges, if you catch my drift. Not really my field of experience and was hoping some of Xeno's here might have some input. 

Posted to Sublink: Human and cybertronian relationships?

But I'm curious, are interspecies acts even possible without harm? Their frames seem so fragile. One wrong motion and SPLAT! No more humans. quite a few members of our crew have shown interest in flirting... Thoughts? Suggestions for how to proceed with care- help a mech out!

Blazemech: Yo! You got fleshies on your ship! Fragging jealousy!. Your ship is looking for any dock workers?

TailOrTrails: Oh Primus, are we really having this discussion?? Look, I get the appeal of those soft little flesh bags. Really, I do - different wiring can be so freakin' hot. But there's no way a romp with one of those puny things ends well for them! Even accidentally bumping into a table puts them in the medbay. Think of the mess, One wrong thrust and you've got squish all over your plating.

ISOCLEAN: Just download some holofacing and use your imagination if you're that jonesing for an organic interface. Trust me, it's not worth the risk - or hassle of cleaning up after. sure you can find something from the Human sites on Mechanophilia, slutty Show and shine or Car Washes. Stay shiny and keep those servos to yourself, mechs! Some curiosities are better left to fantasies.

Flyboi69: Don't leave a mech hanging, I want deets!, has anybot here actually gotten friendly with a fleshie before? I'm talking about hands-on experience. We've all gotten curious watching, but has the real thing lived up to the fantasy? 

Pimptheride: Any tips for coaxing one into the berth, or does their tiny size mean you've got to take it slow and gentle? And most importantly... any videos out there of the deed? A mech's gotta do some, ah, research before taking the plunge. Hook a brother up if you've found any good amateur organic-on-mech action out there in the 'net. Gotta see it to believe it. 

ScienceSorcerer: For reasons. Does anyone know if humans have both Spikes and Valves? Or if they have any human anatomy holos or books and such from Earth they are willing to sell for some decent Shanix.  

T-Wrexz: Primus, you mechs are hungrier than fragging scraplets. As far as I know, relations between our kinds are still uncharted territory. Could be amazing, could end badly - who's to say until we try? Personally I'm keeping an optic out, just curious to see what new experiences those squishy aliens can offer us tough metal mechs. 

Bar-rizzla: Oho, look who's swapping tall tales. I've been keeping a close optic on our ships squishy company since they came aboard. And between you and me... I may have an in with their ambassador that could lead to some juicy first-hand intel. Just trying to track down the bot we think they are berthing with. Crews got bets out. Turns out they get just as curious about us big metal hunks as we are them!. The other night, their chat got particularly saucy after a few drinks. Lots of gossip and speculation about which lucky bot one of them might take for a private ride. 

WPHAS-Violation: I may have a certain special "human entertainment" vid I could share. Let's just say the organic in question got quite... friendly with an eager mini-con. You know where to find me if you're brave enough to watch! 

Tapemix54: Oho, mechs - think you've got it bad now? You should've seen some of the real deviants back before the war. When I was still stationed on Petrex, I knew this one smuggler - went by the name Rattler. Sneaky little scraplet, but Primus if he didn't have the wildest stories. Rattler used to run goods across time and space, dodging security at every turn. He'd pop up out of nowhere selling the rarest exotic "pets" to rich senators and other high caste mechs looking for a thrill. I'm talking aliens so bizarre even our data banks had never heard of their kind. But the highest bidder always walked away with a new "plaything" to break in, if you catch my drift. Word was Rattler even had a collection of sentient organics that he'd let special clients "test drive" between runs. Humans were apparently a favourite - their smaller frames could take all sorts of creative handling. Rattler had vids, too, of course, to entice buyers. I saw one once, let's just say "versatile" doesn't begin to cover it. Naturally the vids have all been scrubbed by now. But I bet if you knew where to dig in the deep web or some easily swayable Archivist, you might find traces of Rattler's stash still floating around out there.

 T-Wrexz: Whoa, whoa, slow your intake there tapemix! As much as I love a good far-fetched tale, I gotta call scrap on this one. Humans weren't even around back then, much less roaming the streets of Rodion as black market pets, I'm all for imagining exotic interface scenarios, but let's keep the stories at least somewhat rooted in known history, yeah?. Last I checked it was probably fabricated by Caminus cartels to make their actual goods seem tame. 

A few other mechs agree with T-Wrexz before a few kliks later a new post is put up. 

Post: 

"Old Iacon records saved of the Senator and his human Conjunx”

It's a file collection of holotapes and pictures: "Enjoy these are pre war photos of Senator Shockwave and his Human holding their sparkling" 

There are many holos and videos of the long gone senator smiling with his human perched on his shoulder, in the crystal garden with a young sparkling held in the human's arms. Videos of the sparkling playing with the two but the last The last holo looks like a family portrait with Shockwave’s frame in a lime green blue white paint with gold accessories,  his human lover is dressed in elegant robes and the small blue praxian sparkling held in their arms. Each holo is dated with the Iacon records seal of authentication. 

FlyBoi69: NO FREAKIN' WAY. Is this real?! *downloads files faster than Blurr* FRAG ME SIDEWAYS, I think I just popped a gasket! How in the PIT did you manage to dig up the holos of senator Shockwave, most of his speeches, debates and lectures were wiped. Where did you find this! 

Jackin0: of all mechs, with an actual human back in the Golden Age?!. I'm calling scrap on this being real. It's gotta be a flawless deepfake. By PRIMUS if true - to think ol' Shockers was living it up with a squishy. Maybe there's more to those Senatorial types than meets the optic...

T-Wrexz: Okay, I'll bite... but someone better explain to me RIGHT NOW how any of this computes! Last I checked, time travel and inter-species relationships were the stuff of erotic imagination, not legitimate pre-war archives. Tapemix, you better start talking. Where in the PIT did you source these files? How do we know they're authentic and not just an incredibly convincing parlour trick? Because if I'm gonna let these images ruin me, I wanna be ruined by the real deal! Spill it, mech. 

Iacon-Records: Tapemix54 could i please request where you discovered these as i work with Iacon records and this here is history that needs to be preserved. I'm willing to talk with you through a contractor if you would be willing for us to add these back into the new hall of records. Cybertron has lost so much and to find something like this I ask that we find a way to preserve it.  

BigBotNoStop: Pit take me now... I think I may have to reassess everything I thought I knew about interface and partnerships. That human is holding a sparkling curled around them - frag if it isn't the most beautiful thing I've ever seen! If anything could make me believe in miracles, it's this! Tapemix, you glorious glitch - how can I ever repay such an enlightening gift?

Tapemix54: These were filed only cycles after Shockwaves Emputra; they were added to the Iacon records by some Archivist under the title. 'I will Remember you for who you were'. This was right when the senate fell apart on the brink of the war. From my knowledge of information on Rattler he apparently had an outlier who he got to take them to different times since he was a shuttle made it easier to transport. That's from the  records that still exist at least. I'll take you up on that offer Iacon-records. 

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[yayasvalveplay]

Hear me out on this one guys

Kinda like the Decepticon Win Au but like Megatron wins in the season 1 finale, BUT inspired by the Heat/Rut asks I've seen around recently it's an ABO World.

Alpha Megatron after his victory takes OP thinking in turning him into his omega bitch and OP is like: "Mech what the frag I'm an alpha"

And Megatron's like: "Are... Are you sure?"

OP: The FRAG you mean AM I SURE?

Megs: I mean you're so tiny and curvy and look at those sparkling bearing hip plates

OP: *Short circuits* You're a GIANT WARFRAME!! ANYBOT IS TINY COMPARED TO YOU!

Megs: Fair enough.

Megatron proceeds to not care and just with the help of Blackarachnia's latest Geneva Violation concosion proceeds to start bitching Optimus until he's begging and crying 'More spike' and 'Harder, faster, PLEASE'

Turning his spike small and useless and his valve puffy and wet.

"But I'm an alpha."

"Don't care. You can still get sparked even if it takes a couple of rounds."

[hazyaltcare]

Typing Quirk Suggestions for a Robot kin

I hope it gives you a wonderful uptime! :3

Mod Vintage (⭐)

Letter replacements:

Replace "O" with zeroes "0"

Replace "i" or "L" with ones "1"

Replace "one" with "1", including "one" sounds like "any1", or "we 1 = we won" (the past tense of "win")

Replace "zero" with "0"

Frankly, you can just replace all sorts of letters with numbers, such as

R = 12

N = 17

B = 8

A = 4

E = 3

etc.

or maybe make all "A"s and "i"s capitalized, cause "A.I." (artificial intelligence

Prefixes and Suffixes:

Get inspired by programming languages!

Begin your text with "//" like a comment on C++

If you prefer other languages comment tags, you can use "< !--your text-- >"

Or maybe begin it with " int main () { std::cout << "your text"" and end with "return 0; }" like C++ too

Greet people with the classic "Hello world!"

Or greet people with "beep boop!" honestly, I have no idea where this comes from, but it's cute.

Or write down html stuff, like sandwiching your italicized text with "< em> "

The possibilities are endless!

Robot Lingo:

(under the cut because there's a LOT! maybe terabytes! ...just kidding >;3c)

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some of these are from the machinesoul.net robot server! (not sponsored) (we're not in there anymore, but we saw the robot lingo shared there when we were)

Fronting = logged in, connected

Not fronting = logged out, disconnected

Conscious = activated

Dormant = deactivated

Blurry = no signal

Upset, angry = hacked

Small = bits, bytes

Bite = byte

Huge = gigabytes, terabytes, etc.

Your intake of food, medicine, etc. = input

Your artwork, cooking, handiwork, handwriting, etc. = output

Body = chassis, unit

Brain = CPU, processor

Mind = program, code

Imagination = simulation

Purpose = directive

Nerves = wires

Skin = plating

Organs = (function) units

Limbs = actuators

Eyes = ocular sensors

Glasses = HUD (head's up display)

Hair = wires

Ears = antennae, audio sensors

Nose = olfactory sensors

Heart = core

Liver = detoxification unit

Circulatory system = circuits

Voice = speaker, voice module, voice box

Mouth = face port

Name = designation

Sleep = sleep mode, low power mode, charging

Eat = fuel, batteries

Energy = batteries

Tired = low on batteries

Translate = compile

Memory = data, database

Bed = recharge pod/charger

Dreaming = simulation

Birthday = day of manufacture

Talking = communicating

Thinking = processing

Transitioning = modifying your chassis

Depression = downtime

Joy = uptime

Trash = scrap metal

Fresh/Clean = polished

Keysmashing = random 1s and 0s

Self-care = system maintenance

Going to the doctor = trip to the mechanic

Group = network

Anyone = anybot

[mossyscavern]

Fourth promise, kept forever.

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“Have we secured the captured autobots?”

Megatron asks, turning to one of his soldiers. “Positive, they won’t be escaping anytime soon.. that way we can interrogate them.”

“Excellent, soon prime will admit defeat-.” Alarms started to blared loudly, just as megatron was about to explain. “Is that the alarm?! By primus what’s that one for?!”

“Autobots. Man your station alert the rest!” Megatron shouts. “Sir, yes sir!” The jet salutes, running down the hall to the others as megatron ran the other direction. “Shockwave! Status report?”

“It’s confirmed, autobots are running in both north and south hall in less than a bream, along with two autobots in the west hall.” Shockwave informs.

“Under-. Wait.. west hall?!” Megatron shouts heading straight down the west hall, not letting shockwave finish. Megatron sprinted past the other rooms. Straight towards his sparkling’s room.

As he entered, his optics widened. He wasn’t greeted with a peacefully sleeping/ scared sparkling, nor his binary beeps and chirps… but greeted with the plushie on the ground.

… and silence. “… no...” He whispered, creeping closer to the cot. “No… no, no-.” His peds crept closer…

“No, no-! Anybot but-.” When he approached… he saw.. not not his sparkling, nor the blue optics he adores with all his spark nor the bright smile or grabby servos…

But an empty berth cot. No sparkling in sight

“No! Not my baby! NO!!! NOAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH-!!!” Megatron screamed, swirling emotions wrapped around his spark as he screams loud. Louder than any thundering storm, all in the midst of his mourning and hatred. Anguish and sorrow in his spark.

Shockwave heard, his army heard… all of the decepticon ranks and soldiers… even a handful of autobots heard the warlords anguishing cries.

He Screamed until his throat is raw before slamming his fist down-.

Megatron’s optics shot opened, his frame flinched violently until it settled. Megatron vents deeply, servo covering his optics. Groaning.

‘That fragging memory… every fragging time.’ He thinks, sitting up from the berth he recharged on. Rubbing his optic lids in quiet frustration.

“Megatron?”

“… shockwave, is the transporter safe to travel?” Megatron asks, looking up at the empureta’d mech.

“Affirmative.” He told the warrior. “Excellent, many thanks shockwave.” He nodded to the scientist. Taking his leave…

he felt a hand on his shoulder pad. “Before you leave megatron, it would be logical… to visit the room in the west.” He told megatron. The warlord stood still for a brief, then turned to shockwave.

“… it’s still there. After all this time?” Megatron asks. “Yes. It’s a sentimental piece now, no one except you is allowed in.” Shockwave told him. “If you don’t want it, then-.”

“No!” He shouted, taking a deep breath before speaking up again. “That won’t be necessary.” Megatron told him, taking the elevator down.

Once there, walking down the west hall, many memories from the past resurfaced, from happy to sad, to angry… to nothing.

Entering the room, a wave of nostalgia washed through. Everything still in its original place, his old data pad’s on still here, along with his sparkling’s cot and plush of a cyber-bunny.

Megatron picked up one of the journal pads, remembers looking at various injuries and diseases each time if his sparkling ever slightly sneezed.

The warrior chuckled at how he was when it had come to his sparkling’s health. Megatron looked at the poetry and the speech on his data pad.

He had prepared that speech.. but made some changes since his son shouted “engon!” He rewrote the speech while his baby was napping against his chassis while carried with one servo.

He remembers His baby loved the poetry he recites.. putting him to sleep every time his sparkling was really fussy. He put the data pads down, turned to the cot and walked over, grabbing the cyber-bunny plush from the cot.

It was the last thing he has of his precious sparkling.

And for the first time since his son’s disappearance… megatron broke down, brought to his knees in silent mourning, hugging his baby’s plush close. It took a bream to pull himself together but it’s managed.

Megatron grieved, many times over his loss. He looked back down at the plush and remembered the pain, loosing your loved one when they barely got to know you hurts. Especially when it’s his own frame and energon.

when he lost his baby bot, he preyed to primus over and over again. Every. Single. Cycle, for his son to still be alive and well… and he still preys till this day. “I may have failed to protect you, my little warrior.”

He says to himself, staring down at the grey plush with button screws for eyes as he stood to his peds. “… but I’ll find you.” He promises, clutching his servo.

“I will find you… and it’s a promise I’m willing to make it happen.”

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*contemplates* … I think I got possesed while writing this.

But for real tho-. Angst. Isn’t my best attribute… it really isn’t. But if I had somehow successfully made you cry? Here’s some tissues.

*places down the infinite tissue box.* pass it to one another.

[love-and-war-on-cybertron]

Teach a bot to kiss: Knock out New years kiss!

Seems this bot might actually have something to teach the reader~ Between work and holiday prep, this one is a bit short. But If anybot already knew about Kissing it would be the gorgeous Mech in red.

Some of- well really MOST of the humans still feared Knock Out in some way. Many of the bots seemed uncomfortable with him as well. He expected it. They were decent, if not friendly with him, but there were times he could tell they wondered if he would turn on them like he did the Cons. You however gave him a chance with every meeting. smiling and greeting him by name. You can Ratchet he liked the most. 

Tonight, while the bots and humans celebrate this planet's solar cycle, you deemed your place to be on the platform beside Knock Out, drinking things you would not share with the kids. He had his own high-grade, sipping away as he watched everyone while listening to you tell tales of new years gone wrong and occasionally right.

"And then he tried to kiss me thirty minuets before midnight. first of all, wrong tree my guy." You were buzzed and going on about some creep at a new years party. "If he was going for a new years kiss, he could of at least done it right."

Knock Out laughs at the pure disgust on your voice and the face you make, "You humans must be obsessed with kissing. What's the point of smooshing your faceplates together just because of a holiday?" He's seen it in nearly every movie at the drive in. At first it was off putting but he had gotten used to it. Maybe even a little curious with how obsessed your kind was. True loves first kiss, the kiss of death... New years kiss. 

"Do Cybertronians not kiss?" You give him a truly confused look. Almost one of shock. 

"No." He looks at you, then the others. "We have other ways of showing affection and care." He thinks about Breakdown and how he used to help buff the places he couldn't reach. How he would take extra care in patching the larger mech. Knock Out lets out a sigh. Wondering what he would have thought about "new years kiss".

There is a comfortable silence between you for the rest of the night. Content in people, or bot watching. The others getting into antics. Even Magnus smiled as he watched on the other side of the room. The kids start to pass out, Miko was surprisingly the first. Raf soon after. Bee joined them, though Knock Out wonders if it was for camaraderie rather than needing recharge. 

Miko's alarm goes of right as it got quite, startling the others.

"It's almost time!" She shoots up, running for the special bottles of sparkling cider she had gotten. 

You look at your bottle, frowning to see it empty. Knock Out watches as someone gets some bright shining ball on the big screen. It slowly starts to descend. 

"Ten!" The humans start the count down

Knock Out glances at you, seeing the melancholy in your eyes. He knows he has that same look. A loneliness that will never fully go away.

"Nine!"

Looking you over, head to toe, the red mech thinks you're not bad. He is a Mech of taste after all. and your lips do seem soft.

"Eight!" The bots join in

Never had that thought before. If any of the cons found out... Starscream already thought he was off for watching the zombie flicks. If he knew Knock Out considered kissing a human...

"Seven!"

Frag it. Why not. You looked so pathetically sad that it made you cute. He could always blame the high-grade if someone said anything.

"Six!" 

Knock Out turns to face you fully, looking down at you. Blocking your view of the screen.

"Five!"

You look up at him, at first to complain, he can see it in the furrow of your brow. When you meet his optics, your complaint falters and instead you step back. You're not scared but thrown off.

"Four!"

He puts his servo behind you, carefully pulling you closer. Pressed against the railing of the platform. You could scream if you thought you were in danger. Hands griping the metal pole.

"Three!"

Knock Out smirks and leans down to your level. You lean forward. Lips parted. Temperate rising. 

"Two!"

"Pucker up fleshie." His voice purrs

"One!"

Noise makers go off, voices cheer, and Knock Out somehow places a gentle kiss to your lips. You would have sworn he's kissed a human before. Too careful. Too precise. You pull away to question but he just smirks and leans close again.

Across the room, Wheeljack is wondering how much he drank to be seeing what he thinks he's seeing.