#sparkling reader

[transformersxreader]

(Platonic) TFONE Starscream x Sparkling Reader

"Their beautiful Starscream."

"Look how cute they are!"

"Congratulations sir."

Starscream grins proudly holding his sparkling closer to his chest, the sparkling was nibbling on a small energon cube.

The other seekers smiled and "aw" at the sparkling cute action,

"What will you name them sir?"

Starscream thought for a moment kissing the sparkling's head, lifting them up.

"(Y/n). My sweet little comet."

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"(Y/n)? Where are you?"

Starscream voice echos out the large room, turning around to make sure he didn't miss any spots, till he hears giggling from another room.

Walking up to the room the doors slide open to reveal (Y/n), but they were held up by the one and only megatronus.

"Pa!"

(Y/n) yells out their arms lifting up in excitement see their sire. Starscream quickly runs up to the prime, apologizing lifting his arms up to try to reach for his sparkling.

Megatronus lowers himself lower so that Starscream could grab the sparkling. Starscream scolded (Y/n), who just giggles without a care.

Megatronus takes his leave, Starscream looks back to make sure that the prime left, (Y/n) lets out a loud beep, feeling Starscream kiss her cheeks multiple times.

"You gave your sire a spark-attack young one."

(Y/n) lowers her head snuggling closer to Starscream chest, Starscream lets out a huff of defeat of their cuteness.

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"Just bend your knees and jump, the transformation will happen trust me."

(Y/n) looks down from the crate she was on top of, Starscream, Shockwave and Soundwave where standing from a small distance.

"Are you sure sire?"

Starscream smiles to (Y/n),

"Trust me, my comet."

(Y/n) closed her optics, breathing in and letting out a huff before jumping off.

Starscream smiles

"I did it!! I did it!!"

(Y/n) screams out her small jet form flying around, Starscream lets out a hardy laugh joining (Y/n), flying beside her making sure to watch out if she needs any help.

(Y/n) transforms out of her jet form but miss her steps making her lose her footing tripping over, sliding off till she hits something. Looking up to see a bright blue bot.

"Sentinel! Did you see me transform!"

Sentinel gave the smaller bot a smile

"Yes I did! Now where is your?"

(Y/n) stood up before they were about to answer Starscream lands close pulling (Y/n) away from sentinel and behind him.

"Is there a problem?"

Sentinel shook his head pointing behind him,

"The primes wish to speak to the three of you."

Starscream nods looking to Soundwave and shockwaves, then to (Y/n).

"Let's go."

Starscream grabs ahold of (Y/n) servos, (Y/n) smiles up to her sire looking back waving to sentinel.

"Goodbye sentinel!"

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Thank u for reading ✨💕

[quixotical-lymbo]

AAAA HIIII‼️‼️ LOWKEY UR ONE OF THE BLOGS IVE BEEN OBSESSED WITH BUT FARRRRR TOO SCARED TO INTERACT WITH BC IM LIKE THAT, BUT IM TWEAKING OVER D16 RNNNN 😭😭

If its not too much to ask but could i req for some basic D16 hcs or a drabble with a child reader or possibly his child? (IDK HOW AGE AND CHILDREN WORK IN CYBERTRON LMAOO) I really dont mind what you make IM OBSESSED WITH UR WRITINGGG!!

Please take care of urself and eat drink and sleep!! Love the work, keep it up!!!

Pairing: D-16 &  gn!sparkling!Reader Rating: SFW Summary: headcanons of D-16 taking care of his sparkling :3 Warnings/Tags: Canon divergence, pre-canon, cybertronian reader, fluff, family shenanigans, Orion Pax can be viewed as a second father figure/uncle, angst, and typical family dynamics A/N: ahh!! ty! don't be afraid to interact with me :) and writing this was so fun! I had some help from @skelswritingcorner headcanon about sparklings.  Word Count: 1300+ words 

How you two met 

🟡 It was really funny. 

🟡 Ok, no it wasn't. D-16 could've imagined anything else happening during the cycle, anything but something falling on top of his head while he was taking a stroll around Iacon. 

🟡 It was a weird…mini-bot thingy that looked unordinary. If D-16 had to describe you in a few words, it would be tiny, small, and helpless. 

But…the way your optics online as you took in your surroundings and your big, wide optics stared into his own awoke some protective instinct within him. So, he carefully tucked you in his arms and hurried back to the mines. 

Early dynamics 

🟡 D-16 treated you like you were made out of glass, it didn't help that the dust and other particles around the mines made your systems irritated to the point of crying. 

🟡 Oh Primus, the first time you wailed loudly, every bot starred in his direction as the noises shrieking from his chassis area increased. D-16 had to quickly excuse himself to the showers and hide in there with you to shush you. 

🟡 Overtime, D-16 learned how to tend to your needs and taking care of you became easier with each passing deca-cycle. 

Current Dynamics 

🟡 Who knew a little bot like you who ate little, chirp, scream a bit,  slept a lot, and couldn't walk would be easy to take care of. 

🟡 Oh man, once you've grown enough to stand on your own two pedes, things get harder for D-16 as he now has to keep a closer optic on you at all times. 

🟡 You had a knack for getting into places you shouldn't be in and D-16's spark nearly stopped when he caught you trying to sneak inside of a mining shaft. You were scolded, of course, but that didn't stop you from trying again.

🟡 As tiring as it is to watch over you, D-16 felt it was worth it if it meant seeing your bright smile each time. 

Uncle Pax 

🟡 Ok, so. Remember the incident when D-16 first brought you in? Well, Orion wasn't too far on D-16's tailpipe. When he saw what his best friend brought into the showers, he was…excited?

🟡 "Why are you smiling so-" 

🟡 "Do you realize what you have in your servos right now?! That's a sparkling!" 

🟡 "????"

🟡 "Dude, I read about them and they-" 

🟡 Orion goes into detail about the records he's skimmed about tiny cybertronians who were referred to as sparklings. 

🟡 The old records hypothesize that they were an alternative way to produce bots in large quantities, there were downsides to this method since the bots that came out were…not up to par with being on their own unless someone cared for them. 

🟡 There's a theory that the method was abandoned due to how much time it takes for these sparklings to grow and be a part of society. No one has seen a sparkling since, and those that already grew up from being sparklings are a scarce number. 

🟡 To say Orion was siked that D-16 practically held a living relic in his servos was an understatement, he even proposed to take over caring for the sparkling as their 'sire.' A term, D-16 later learned was the role given to bots who created a close, familial bond with these sparklings. 

🟡 D-16, for some reason, decided to decline Orion's offer but allowed him to help whenever he could 

🟡 And help Orion did. Much to D-16's displeasure of his friend encouraging his sparkling to get into trouble.

🟡 Heading off into the archives together became a pastime for you two. 

🟡 Even if your sire got mad when your uncle almost got caught by the high guards, it was fun clinging to his back as he jumped through hoops to get away from them.

🟡 Keeping you hidden from others was important, but your uncle adding a bit of fun in your life made it bearable when you were kept away from the light of day. 

Affection? 

🟡 D-16 and you will sometimes butt helms as a form of affection, especially after a petty spat.

🟡 Hugs are on the table and D-16 loves embarrassing you with a bear hug, might even make kissy faces until you squeal and pull yourself out of his arms

🟡 All and all, D-16 has physical touch as a love language (helm pats, arm rubs, scooping you up and throwing you in the air, etc). 

Arguments? 

🟡 Speaking of keeping you hidden, you couldn't understand why your sire didn't want others to see you

🟡 You did nothing wrong, but your sire was having none of it.

🟡 "Do you want to be taken away from me and Pax?" 

🟡 Same old excuse did nothing to stop you from sneaking out at night and exploring the streets of Iacon

🟡 Trying to sneak back in was the harder part, because D-16 would already notice your absence and panic. You always have an earful waiting for you when you get back home.

 

🟡🟡🟡 Drabble 1: Bundle of Joy 🟡🟡🟡

"Alright! Time to switch with the night crew, make way everybody!" The command from the captain of the mining crew felt like a blessing. Orion wiped the coolant from his forehelm and glanced around the area, making sure that no one was watching–he made his way towards the exit while every bot spoke among each other. 

Up ahead, a familiar jaundice-eyed mech approaching with something behind his back. 

As the two near each other, a single nod was exchanged before the bundle in D-16's servo was passed off to Orion.

Orion continued walking out of the mines until he reached a safe distance to unwrap the bundle and cooed as your bright (o/c)'s came into view. He wiggled a digit in your face and couldn't stop the smile growing on his dermas as you grasped his digit and giggled. 

"Come on, we have a berth time story with our designations on it."

Orion carefully tucked you in his arm and walked toward the shared quarters. 

  

🟡🟡🟡Drabble 2: Goodbye, for now. 🟡🟡🟡

"Oh? What's this…or rather, who?" 

You shrieked as you were plucked from behind your sire's knelt form. 

"No-! Let them go!" D-16 was quick to lunge for Sentinel and was knocked back by the guards and their weapons. 

"Ah ha! So this was the little relic I've been hearing so much about?" Sentinel held you up by the back of your neck cables and rotated you like some sort of spectacle."I remember when you guys existed, a shame I'll have no use for you, but my wall is missing a new mount…" 

"You monster!" B-127 shouted as he attempted to stand but was also shoved to the ground by a weapon. 

Sentinel was about to say some witty remark when a large shadow pounced on him. Chaos erupted as D-16 tackled the false Prime and began raining his fists on Sentinel. The guards all came to Sentinel's aid, which gave Bee enough time to break free, slice down a guard that tried taking you and scooped you up from the ground. 

"Hey little dude, everything's ok, ok-?" Bee bounced you in his arms as the tears on your face continued forming at the edge of your optics. Where was your sire? 

A loud crash caught your and Bee's attention as the two whipped helms as a large hole appeared in the wall of Sentinel's office. Your sire and Sentinel were nowhere to be found. 

"Ok…let's go help Dee!" Bee glanced around the damaged space before running out.

Everything happened way too fast for your little processor to make anything make sense. In one second, your sire's friend—and practically your secondary sire—was falling in a hole, then your sire…did something bad but B-127 covered your optics before you could see what happened, and then you were carried toward the dome's roof staring at the unfamiliar mech before you.

"Go…Take the high guard and leave, you are banished from Iacon." Optimus Prime paused, his optics flickering toward the trio slowly approaching. Elita-1, B-127, and…you. 

"It didn't have to end this way," Optimus returned his gaze to his former friend. 

"...this isn't over, Prime." Megatron seethed. 

The two momentarily paused as your small voice called out to your sire. Megatron's optics dimmed as he lowered his helm, a tense silence followed before Megatron finally raised his helm and spoke, "Keep the liability with you, I don't have room for any weaknesses. Not anymore." 

"..." Optimus Prime refused to speak, fearing that his voice would've matched the growing pain in his spark. 

Megatron huffed before limping away and commanding the high guard to follow him. 

B-127 grunted as you wiggled and trashed in his hold, trying to get to your sire and-

Your teary gaze watched in shock as your sire, your only family, your world up and left you behind. Your fans kicked in as you lost the ability to breathe, your vision grew blurry as the wails in your intake were stomped by the lump causing a croaked sob to leave you. 

You buried your faceplate in the B-127's chassis. 

B-127 and Elita-1 shared a glance, one twisted with pain for the crying sparkling and the other hesitation. B-127 turned to look at the new Prime and found he had already made his way over and reached for you. 

B-127 handed you off to the larger mech and Optimus rubbed your back, shushing and whispering comforting words in your audial. 

"We…have a lot of work to do, for now, we all deserve a rest." Optimus murmured to the other two. Elita-1 already understood Optimus's hidden intention and took charge as she directed her attention to the awaiting crowd of bots. 

B-127 glanced between Elita-1 and Optimus before joining Elita. Optimus turned his attention to you.

"Do not worry, little one, I'm here." Optimus reassured. "I will not leave you, not now, not ever." 

"...promise?" 

Optimus smiled for the first time since he came back from being offline. 

"I promise." 

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[i-starcreamed]

LMAO KIND OF A SHITTY REQ (or not req idk) but lowkey i need child reader for tfone bc all this smut and no platonic-ness is KILLING MEEE-

But hows ur opinon on D16’s kid ( or like daughter figure idk ) who just follows him around EVEN WHEN HE BECOMES MEGATRON THE KID QUITE LITERALLY HESITATES BEFORE EAGERLY WANTING MEGATRONUS’ SYMBOL BRANDED ON THEIR ARMOUR!!

And poor poor orion, its giving divorced parents and the other parent took the kid 😭😭 LMAO IDK THANKS FOR READING THIS ASK!! I hope you get more recognition i’ve been basically been stalking ur page and its hella great!! keep up the good work!!

CUTE! Tysm for the support, y’all are so sweet :3 This is also kinda short ouhhhh

MEGATRON AND A SPARKLING

[sparkling!reader platonic, both Optimus and Megatron are divorced parents, angst obviously]

Little sparkling reader, I have no idea where in the timeline they would meet. Why does the sparkling like D16 more? No idea, in their defense, he looks cool (especially after being able to transform)

When he became Megatron, poor kid was so attached to him they had no choice but to follow him. Orion was destroyed.

D-16, now led by Megaton’s mindset—felt proud. He watched as the little sparkling walked up to him, standing at his side. They were fierce, brave and fearless…just what he needed. Despite changing, he still held a lot or affection for the kid. He would never let anything happen to them.

You might think he becomes careless—but no. In fact, he’s more protective than he’s ever been.

He looked through the crowd, locking optics with Orion. He could only grin in satisfaction. Meanwhile, the sparkling gazed at Optimus in sadness. They loved Orion..Optimus..whoever he was. But they also loved D-16, Megatron. They were caretakers to the sparkling. They spent months hiding the sparkling from higher ups, watching the city with them.

He makes sure to be careful with the sparkling's branding, it’s significantly lighter than the others. They'll probably need it redone in a couple of years.

GODD they are definitely divorced parents. The thing is, considering Megatron…as the sparkling grows up he'll heavily influence them with Decepticon ideas. “The Autobots wanted to take our freedom…Orion is the leader of the Autobots…he gave you up.” Stuff like that.

[bonsiii-art]

A late Christmas art batch: Anon under the mistletoe! I'm not gonna lie to y'all, I was highly debating whether to post these at all since I kept flip flopping on ideas while trying to rush getting this done before the year ends. :.) So, I hope these ended up looking okay! Happy Holidays!! (╯▽╰ )

[hunnieknight]

Could we have more mouse reader? They are absolutely adorbs <3

The mouse reader is actually a reply for a post from @//jymwahuwu, Please keep in mind their blog is 18+! So I won't tag the post here.

I posted it on my nsfw blog, but I can share the art here because it is sfw!

Plus some other rat/mouse reader sketch.

No lore, just drawing

[flokali]

Boothill and a corrupt USB with a “love virus”… and you’re the poor, unfortunate engineer forced to deal with him in this state, except his little metal heart has gotten too attached to you and the feeling of overbearing longing that you make him feel… on the bright side, your wanted posters look lovely together ♥︎

[transformers-spike]

Do you have any headcanons for what the TFA autobots and decepticon's sparklings look like?

rn I have stuff for Decepticon sparklings

They give big uncanny valley vibes by Cybertronian standards. Instead of looking like tiny protoforms, they're tiny versions of their sires with underdeveloped armor, faded colors and a disturbingly fleshy texture

They're blind for the first week or so, utterly defenseless and very confused. They make tiny squeaks at this age, and they're still experimenting with their EM fields, which means bothering every bot around them at 3AM for no reason other than demanding attention

It's hard for me to fully make them ugly-cute (except maybe Lugnut's because what the fuck is that thing (affectionate)) - but they look... so much worse fresh out of the oven

Even if humans find them adorable (it's the oxytocin we feel whenever we see something with baby proportions/features) - bots find the sparklings pretty ugly (imagine your partner giving birth to a bunch of mole-rat-looking-things)

[eternity-death]

Penacony Reactions to you spanking them

No TW’s I think. Just sillies being silly. Established relationship with Reader in all these hc’s.

—————

Hanabi

Head snaps 180° at you and you scream.

She’s traumatized you and now you will never do it again.

This doesn’t stop her from getting you back, though. And she’ll do it in public to make it worse. It’s not a one-and-done deal either, it becomes a regular thing.

You’ve just sentenced yourself to a life of sore-booty and humiliation. Was it really worth it?

Black Swan

Stares at you.

Her expression is a little hard to read and the longer she looks at you the more you feel implored to apologize.

She’s not mad though, she’s actually rather amused. And she’s getting even more entertainment by watching you squirm.

Eventually she gives and just chuckles. If you’ll allow her, then she’ll give you a nice tap on the butt too.

Sampo

He does that one goofy (Mickey mouse) scream.

Very animated reaction. Jumps 10 feet off the ground and covers his behind. He looks back at you like a kicked puppy but you know it’s all fake.

Sniffles and says smthn like, “How could you do this to your best bud, Sampo?”

Gets you back when you least expect it. Like you actually scream bloody murder because your guard is down and you can’t hear him sneak up on you bc he’s light on his feet. It doesn’t matter if you’re in public either. Be very afraid.

Aventurine

“Woah! Getting a little frisky, eh?”

If you’ve got something separating you two like a chair or a counter, he will chase you around it to reach you. Spanks you back, harder, with zero hesitation.

He starts tapping your butt as a regular thing afterwards. Almost like a greeting.

“Hey babe.” Then a light slap. When he feels extra mischievous he’ll grab it.

Acheron

You are unable to slap her booty because she catches your hand before it makes contact.

Just kind of looks at you and goes, “What are you doing.”

You explain to her that spanking is a sort of gesture between close companions. She doesn’t quite get it but decides to just go with it.

Later on, when she greets you, she strikes her hand down on your behind so hard that your teeth clatter. She asks if she did it right with such a hopeful tone, that you can’t find it in yourself to tell her that shattering someone’s pelvis is not part of the gesture. (When she does find out that she’s hurt you she apologizes deeply and coddles you)

Dr. Ratio

Lets out a high pitched yelp.

Gives you the most scandalized look and defensively rubs his tush.

“Did you really just do what I think you did?”

Strategizes a way to get you back. He has a blackboard with physics equations for the perfect angle and fall of his hand, pinned papers and calendars with your schedule and his, etc. He’s terrible at hiding his intentions too. When the time comes for his revenge you already anticipate it. What you didn’t anticipate was how strong he was. You guess those biceps aren’t just for show.

Firefly

Why would you ever? What kind of monster are you?

She yelps and just stares at you; hands covering her behind, face flushed, and her mouth agape.

Apologize.

Sam

You have a death wish.

Another one who catches your hand before you can spank. He just puts your hand back in your lap and goes, “No.”

He actually just doesn’t want you to hurt yourself. His… butt… isn’t very soft, you see.

If you want him to, he’ll lightly tap yours back.

March 7nth

Gasps and launches herself at you with full intention of getting you back.

It turns into a chase, where you run in circles around the gazebo until she gets too tired and gives up.

You laugh about it but later forget. Little do you know, March has been scheming ever since.

“AHA!” You feel a harsh slap against your behind and yelp. The vendor you were talking to looks at you and your girlfriend as if you’ve both grown an extra head. She laughs victoriously, “See? I told you payback was coming!”

Robin

“Oh!!!” Gasps and covers herself. She’s a little freaked out at first but once she see’s it’s you she giggles.

You don’t really expect her to spank you back but she does. With the same amount of force that you used.

It kinda escalates into a competition where you two see who can land the most spanks in one day. Just don’t do it in front of her brother.

You’re losing btw.

Sunday

Do NOT spank him in public. He will be very crossed with you. Not funny did not laugh.

You may proceed with the spank if you are in private though.

He actually squeaks when you do. Then once the initial shock wears off he laughs, incredibly amused by you. Doesn’t say it but he plans on returning the favor.

When he does get you back you don’t expect it. You’re probably cooking or marking off the calendar when he passes you and goes, “Good morning, my love.” And then he slaps your butt. Moderate strength, enough to make you yelp but not enough to sting.

[captainzigo]

i was inspired to make this by @dapper-lil-catgirl who makes a bunch of these, and by @thistlehorse who originated the mindreader fluttershy AU

[wildrbst]

Orv doodle comic time

[aventurineswife]

To add a little bit more to SAHSR with artist! Reader, imagine they draw a self portrait and it gets displayed in the museum...

How chaotic would it be when everyone sees it?

- 🤡 anon

Oh. Oh no. (Cue of Oh No! playing by MARINA)

For as long as the Museum of Divinity (yes, they named it that.) has existed, it has only ever displayed them. Their triumphs, their tragedies, their fleeting smiles and lingering sorrows. But then—one day, without warning—a new painting appears.

And it’s not of them.

It’s you.

When the museum doors creak open that day, the first person inside freezes.

At first, they think it's a mistake. That maybe the Celestial Painter has simply left behind an unfinished work.

But then they look closer. And they realize.

This is not just another painting. This is you.

Their beloved, unseen Creator.

For the first time ever—you have revealed yourself.

Welt and Himeko's Reaction:

Stares. For a long time.

Then immediately tries to analyze every single detail.

"This is monumental. Their first self-portrait… What does it mean? Why now?" "Is this how they truly look? Or merely a representation?" "What if it’s symbolic? What if they’re trying to tell us something?!"

March 7th: "Guys, it’s literally just a painting."

Them: "It’s NEVER just a painting when it’s from them.”

Blade and Dan Heng's Reaction:

Blade stops breathing for a full five minutes.

Stares at the painting like it's the only thing that exists in the universe.

Dan Heng is equally frozen, but his hands tremble ever so slightly.

This is you. The one who knows their past, their pain. The one who has shaped them without ever being seen.

They have waited so long to know you.

And now they finally can.

Aventurine and Sunday's Reaction:

Aventurine takes one look and whistles. "Well, well, well. About time we got to see our dear artist."

Sunday? Oh, he’s on another level.

"FINALLY! The Celestial Painter unveils their true form! Oh, this is a BLESSING upon the universe!"

Dramatically poses in front of the portrait, as if basking in its presence.

"Ah, the divine hand that has graced us for so long… And what an EXQUISITE form it takes!"

(You regret drawing this already.)

Kafka and Black Swan's Reaction:

Kafka smirks. "So… this is what you see in the mirror, hm?"

Immediately starts analyzing your expression, posture, even the brushstrokes.

"Are you happy in this painting? Are you lonely? What were you thinking when you painted this?"

Black Swan gently traces the painting’s edge.

"To leave behind an image of oneself is to wish to be known… Do you wish for us to see you?"

(You just thought it’d be fun to paint yourself. Now you’re having an existential crisis.)

Luocha and Jing Yuan's Reaction:

Luocha bows slightly before the painting. "At last, the artist steps into their own masterpiece."

Jing Yuan chuckles, arms crossed. "And what a fascinating subject they make."

The two of them exchange theories about why you would suddenly paint yourself.

"Perhaps they grow tired of being unseen?"

"Or perhaps they simply wished to remind us that they are still watching."

March 7th and Sparkle's Reaction:

March gasps so loudly that it echoes through the entire museum.

"GUYS. GUYS, LOOK. LOOK IT’S THEM. IT’S ACTUALLY THEM!!!"

Immediately tries to take a photo of the painting. (Fails. It’s impossible to capture with any device.)

Sparkle is just as dramatic. "Finally, a face to the omnipotent hand that crafts our fates!"

Insists that a festival must be held in your honor immediately.

No one leaves the museum for HOURS.

People start guarding the portrait like it’s a sacred relic.

Characters now visit DAILY, just to look at you.

(Some even talk to the painting when no one’s around.)

The Stellaron Hunters consider stealing it.

Argenti wants to write poetry about it.

Sunday requests a massive, golden frame.

Blade and Dan Heng? Yeah. They don’t let anyone touch it.

And worst of all?

You can never take it down. Because if it ever disappears…?

Oh. Oh, they would lose their minds.

[quixotical-lymbo]

IVE BEEN WAITINGGG FOR REQS TO OPEN FOR W LONGGG TIMEEEE!!! I LOVE YOUR WORKS SOOO MUCHHHHH!!!

beggginggg for a part 3 of the megatrons sparkling reader in tfone!!!! Like we know theyre around prolly a preteen or teen sparkling at best, but megatron and optimus’ fallout lowk seemed like a divorce LMAOO. Like its gotta be some sort of parental/sire trauma with both of their sire at war with the other, idk its just the way the last part of sparkling reader with megatron and optimus reaction had me INVESTEDDDDD.

Pairing: Megatron & gn!Reader Rating: SFW Summary: Continuation of Wild Child. Warnings/Tags: Mild descriptions of violence, teen being angsty again, bittersweet, some fluff if you want to consider it that. Word Count: 2700+ words

It had been an entire cycle since that night. Prime had made it clear that he didn't want you involved with the war in any shape or form if he could help it. That did not mean you would refuse an opportunity to help if it came. Under the watchful eyes of your guardians, you never chased after trouble and trouble never came to you. Yet, the moment darkness covered Iacon, you were out and about learning everything you can from listening in on bar conversations, whispers on the streets, and anything you could absorb while the sun remained under the horizon. It wasn't much at times but when you heard stories of Prime's encounters with the leader of the Decepticons, you did not know whether to be proud or angry. On one servo, defeating the Decepticons meant saving lots of lives and Cybertron, but on the other the defeat of a bot you once saw as a bot who'd do anything to keep you safe was a complicated situation to mull over. 

Slipping inside of your berthroom, you closed the window and pressed your helm against the glass. Your optics dimmed as the first rays of sunlight broke through the reconstructed buildings, the bright yellows and pinks scattered across the sky and merging with the lingering hues of the night was a sight you'd never get tired of. Stepping away from the glass you backed away from the window and approached your berth, slipping inside and closing your optics for some much needed rest. The doors to your room slid open with gusto as a bright yellow mech skipped inside. 

"Are you ready for the craziest, scariest, funniest, and passion filled day of your life?!" Bumblebee exclaimed with wild servo gestures as he bounced over to your berth. He raised his knuckles to your forehelm and watched with growing enthusiasm as your optics came to life. You blinked a few times, compelling a smile that drained whatever bit of energy you had left, and nodded. 

"Great! Let's go or we'll be late for your first scouting mission with…yours truly!" Bumblebee's animated movement didn't stop there as he snatched your wrist and yanked you out of your room and into the cold hallway. 

"That's today?" You muttered as your pedes scraped against the floor in an attempt to keep up with Bumblebee's pace. As you grew, Optimus had to keep his promise of letting you learn and train to be a part of the war. It would be impossible to expect you not to learn some things in case of emergencies. With how dire the condition of the battles are becoming, it would be stupid to refuse to train you to defend yourself because of his own fears of ruining you. 

"Yep! I stayed up all night preparing where we would go, what to look out for, oh-! I even…have flashcards…that I forgot to bring…scrap."

You laughed and continued following the black and yellow bot outside. 

 

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The two of you made your way out of Iacon and its barriers. Large strongholds built due to recent Decepticon troops attempting to sneak inside, thankfully not much damage was done when the first few attacks on Iacon happened in the last cycle. 

"Watch your step, it's a bit slippery here." Bumblebee carefully stepped over a cracked platform and the two of you descended from the barely visible path down from the stronghold and onto the ground outside Iacon. You held onto the pieces of metal jutting out from the wall of the thick structure, using them to assist your way down. 

"How does anyone get out of Iacon easily? This feels so…"

"Annoying? Yeah, well, a lot of bots complained about that and during construction there was another way to leave through-" Bumblebee sucked a large amount of air in and tensed. You also stilled and watched as the scout fumbled over his words.  "-...uhh, anyway, hey look at that plant!" 

You stared at Bumblebee for a few more seconds before tearing your gaze away and looking at the direction he pointed in. Your expression twisted in confusion as you stared at…absolutely nothing. The landscape was barren as it was depressing, the only sign of life was the large cracks in the ground and burnt remains of what could only be fights that happened between the factions over the years. 

"...Yeah…what a pretty flower."

"Exactly! Now follow me!"

After a couple of breems, the pair of cybertronians arrived at their destination, a rock. The last bits of excitement you held onto were gone as you crouched behind the large rock with Bumblebee peeking around it. 

"What…is this?"

"Shh."

"I thought you said this was going to be-"

"Shhhh." 

"-Bee! I'm not sitting behind a rock for who knows how long-!" You raised your voice and were stunned when Bee whipped around and grabbed your face. His sudden action caught you off guard as you were pulled to his side and roughly guided by his  servo to look around the rock. Awkwardly on all fours and forced to lay low, you were spewing muffled curses behind the yellow bot's servo until the expression etched onto  his faceplate subdued your anger. Your optics flicked over to the edge of the rock and leaned out of Bee's loosening grip to focus on what made him so serious all of a sudden. Soon, your expression also mirrored Bumblebee's. 

Just a few feet away from your hiding spot looking out from below, all three of Megatron's top confidants were outside of their base. However, they weren't alone. They were accompanied by a group of…of…you didn't know what those things were, but they were large, pointy, and had sharp claws that looked able to rip through multiple cybertronians in one swing.  

"I can't believe it…they actually managed to..." Bumblebee trailed off. You turned your helm to look at Bee. Whatever stupor he was in broke as he turned to look at you, brows knitted together as the corners of his dermas were pulled downward. "We need to go and inform Optimus about them."

"What? Now?" Your wrist was grabbed once more but this time you broke free from Bumblebee's grip and stayed by the rock. "We just got here, we should wait and see if there's anything else we're missing."

Bumblebee closed his optics and took a moment to collect his thoughts before placing both servos on your shoulder pads, "Look, I know you want to help but you don't know those things  like I do, we need to leave before we're spotted. As scouts, we don't engage, we watch, we learn, we leave and I'm telling you we're leaving now."

"No."

"No?" Bumblebee paused mid-turn and stared at you with wide optics. "Wha-ha…what do you mean no? Young bot you have to-"

"I'm not leaving, you're not that much older than me anyway! We can't leave, not when we don't even know what those things are doing with the 'cons, what even are those guys?" 

"Sharp teeth, bad attitude, now let's go!" Bumblebee whisper-yelled. He didn't wait for you to refuse and turned around to begin the trek back to Iacon, but after a few nanokliks he looked over his shoulder pad and nearly offlined on the spot seeing you not following him, but even sneaking closer to the Decepticon base. Bumblebee yelled your name through gritted dentas and quickly pivoted on his heel to chase after you. You managed to create some distance between you and the yellow scout, but as you approached the group you paused when you felt another pair of optics on your form. Slowly turning around, you found many pairs of optics with a maw of sharp teeth and drool dripping from its mandibles, which a droplet of its saliva landed on your helm.

"...ah….hey?" 

"SCRIEEEEEE!" 

You screamed as you were grabbed by your pede and dragged over to the 'cons and other beasts who appeared startled at the noise released from one of their own. You were dangling in the air in one moment before being thrown at the pedes of Starscream, Soundwave, and Shockwave. Just as you were about to raise your helm, something heavy came crashing down and forced your faceplate to kiss the dirt. You grunted and blinked away the dust from your optics, as the dust settled from the corner of your optic that wasn't forced against the ground you could see the silhouette of Bumblebee's form retreat from the scene, not heading towards you, but running away. A twinge of pain twisted in your spark at the scene before your attention was forcibly directed to the seeker that crouched in front of you. 

"Well, well, well, another one of those Autobots' vermin sneaking around in places they shouldn't be…oh? Aren't you the Prime's brat?" Starscream muse as he waved off the beast's pede from your almost crushed helm and grabbed you by your chin. "Looks like we not only gained an upper hand but a bargaining chip as well, wouldn't you two agree?"

You glared at the seeker and struggled to pull yourself from his iron-grip. He seemed to enjoy watching you struggle until his grip on your chin moved to your throat, causing you to thrash even more as black spots entered your vision. Your servos shot up to attack but Starscream must've figured you'd try that and punched you square in the jaw with his other servo.

The brunt force of the punch stunned you enough to not resist, causing your descent into unconsciousness to accelerate. The seeker continued to squeeze until the young bot's movement came to a pathetic halt. He stood with the young bot hanging from his servo, glancing at his companions with an arched brow. The other two mechs glanced at each other before Shockwave responded with, "You can take them elsewhere while we deal with our…guests."

"With pleasure," Starscream crooned before leaving the scene with their new addition. 

 

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By the time you managed to wake up, you found yourself alone in a room with nothing but chains wrapped around your limbs to keep you company. You faintly recall moments of waking up a few times, but the fuzzy memories and pain from the dent prevented you from remembering what happened after you were punched. Where are you? How long were you out for?

Tugging and biting at your restraints did nothing, screaming seemed pointless when you didn't sense another soul within the vicinity and even if there was some 'con listening in, they wouldn't be foolish enough to entertain your threats. Slumping against the wall, you bumped the back of your helm and hissed as the dull ache from your injury reminded you of what happened. 

"Bee…" You mumbled as your knees came up to your chassis and you attempted with what little movement you had to wrap your arms around them. He left without even trying to save you, granted he did warn you not to engage further than he permitted and you…you disobeyed. What else would you expect from not listening to the experts orders? Still, it did not sit right with you to just…leave at that very moment. Something wasn't right and there was still a lot of information Bee was missing out on if the two of you left right then and there. Your optics flickered as you recalled the scene of Bumblebee leaving you at the mercy of the 'cons. At the very least you would've expected him to try and help you get away. This feeling felt wrong to have, but that didn't mean you couldn't stop trying to justify feeling this way. Betrayed. Is this what Prime felt when your sire turned against him? Or, was this a feeling that your sire had when Prime wanted to grant that dictator mercy instead of everything he deserved and more?

The whine of a heavy door opening caused you to straighten up. In the doorway stood a 'con that looked eerily similar to your sire but you could tell right away it wasn't him. Before you could question them, they approached you and grabbed the chains tied to you and undid them. The relief on your wrists did not last long as you were cuffed and pulled by the larger bot out of the room. You kept quiet this time around and observed, attempting to memorize the hallways and corridors. You were so absorbed with looking around that you did not notice the large 'con stopping. 

It wasn't until you were pulled in front of them did you stop to pay attention. You stumbled forward and glared at the 'con before freezing. Standing in the middle of what appeared to be a throne room stood the bot you wanted to see the most and the one you wanted to run away from at the same time. He looked older than the last time you've seen him, aged with scratches and less shinier than the mech who left you with the Prime all those cycles ago. However, those bright red optics were familiar and brought forth feelings you wanted to keep tucked away. Safety, warmth, comforting.

"Welcome home, little one." Megatron's expression neither softened or hardened as the soldier approached with you still cuffed. Megatron's gaze switched over to the soldier and without another word, the soldier bowed and left the room with the doors closing behind them. You were glued to the spot, still staring at the mech who took only two steps to reach you. You backed away but were grabbed by the cuffs and squeezed your optics shut. 

Click. 

"..."

"There." His voice and touch were too close for comfort, but you found yourself leaning towards the heat generated off his form, it didn't help that his servo found its way to your helm and paused when grazing the dent in the back. You flinched and blinked your optics open to the sight of a frowning Megatron. 

"Don't worry, they won't treat you roughly anymore." Megatron spoke up after a long stretch of silence and gave your form a good look. "You've…grown." 

"Yeah, without you." You snapped back before you could hold it in. Instead of a disapproving stare or harsher words, you were met with laughter. Granted, it was more like chuffing from an old generator, but still…it wasn't what you thought you'd hear. 

"Well…you and I won't be separated ever again." Megatron fell onto one knee to maintain optic contact with you. He pulled you in close and wrapped his arms around you, engulfing you in an embrace firm yet gentle. You didn't move an inch and only relaxed after hearing the soft repeat of his promise in your audials, "Never again." 

You were speechless, utterly speechless. After all this time, now he wanted to play happy family? After leaving you? Abandoning you and not once trying to get you back? But, he still wanted you…didn't he?

 "Keep the liability with you, I don't have room for any weaknesses. Not anymore."

You found enough strength to push yourself out of the silver mechs hug. Creating enough distance between the two of you as you pointed a digit at his face, "I'm not fragging naive to believe you're telling the truth, you don't want me, you want what I can provide and that's bein' a tool to get Prime to agree to whatever demands you have, aren't I?"

Megatron's face contorted at the mentioning of Optimus, he moved to stand at his full height and stormed over to you. Your faceplate morphed into fear as he reached for you and you dodged his servo. That didn't stop him from attempting to grab you again while he hissed, "If that's what you want to believe, then fine, but I still want you here with me. Not with them."

"And if I don't want to?" You shot back and stopped backpedaling. Megatron also stopped and stared at you, tilting his helm as the corner of his intake twitched upward. 

"You'd rather return to the ones who left you here? I heard the scout left without even trying to rescue you." 

"He's just getting reinforcements." You seethed. "Prime and the others will be here soon, a single day isn't going to make me believe they aren't coming."

Megatron reeled back as his smile widened, he threw his helm back and barked with laughter at your confused expression. He lurched forward and took one long step to loom over you. You found yourself feeling smaller once more, squaring your shoulders and hesitantly transforming one of your servos into a blade. The sight of the weapon only made the silver mech's smile bend further.

"You don't know? Little one, you've been here for weeks." 

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[zoeyhorse]

After a while, Fluttershy's new mind reading abilities starts to become too much for her to handle

Fluttershy found everything easier with RainbowDash around

[bones4thecats]

Hi, happy new years! I was wondering if you could do a platonic TFA story. I am making a book based on my request and I would like to see how you would write it.

The reader is a baby Predacon that was in an egg, and the egg hatches, and the first thing it sees is Optimus and thinks he is their mama, and just follows him everywhere and overprotective of him.

Optimus is stressing a bit because now nit only does he have to lead his group, take care of Sari, but now he has to be a parent to a baby of an extinct race of Cybertronian, and he doesn't think he's doing good and they deserves someone better to raise them. Then one day, the baby is missing, and he's just stressing out and going berserk. It wasn't after the baby Predacon was found that he relaxes and confused when he acted like that when Ratchet tells him that it was because of parental protocols that Cybertronians get when they get attached to something that they see as their own, meaning that he is perfect for them.

Bonus scene about the baby being overprotective:

Baby sees a big blue robot with a big chin being mean to mama? Say goodbye to your ankles! *Chomps*

Get a tingling feeling that something or someone is disturbing mama's happiness? Suddenly is by mama's side and sees its the big, blue chinned bot. *CHOMPS!!* The ankle bitter is back at it again. Nobody messes with mama and gets away with it.

Sentinel demabds Optimus to punish the baby bot (Optimus secretly gives them treats instead)

┗ Mama; TFA! Optimus × Sp.! Reader ┛

Characters: Optimus Prime (Transformers Animated) A/N: This took longer than I anticipated. But, I did enjoy writing it. You had an amazing request, and I hope you like how I interpreted it, @random-fandom1984! ⇘ Summary: After finding a pod with a Predacon sparkling inside, the Autobots take them in. But, this sparkling attaches themselves to a specific member of the team: its leader.

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⚔️ When a pod crashed one day just outside of Detroit, the Autobots set off to find out what it was. Optimus was the one who opened it, declaring it his duty as leader to protect his team.

⚔️ The others watched, weapons ready as he opened the pod. But, instead of there being anything truly dangerous, a tiny, sparkling-size Cybertronian jumped out of a broken mechanical-shell, gripped onto Optimus' arm, and refused to let go.

⚔️ Ratchet stared, wide-eyes as he tried to go through his medical training on what this Cybertronian's sub-species was. They certainly weren't an Autobot, and not a Decepticon, since they were too small, and too... animalistic.

"By the Primes..." he said, realization washing over him. "That's a young sparkling of a Predacon!"

"A Predacon? Didn't they go extinct millions on years ago?" Prowl asked.

"Did they somehow come back from the dead like a zombie or something?" Bumblebee added.

"Impossible. The only thing that could do that would've put them in a far more decomposed and demented state."

"They look like a baby possum holding onto its mama!" Sari said, smiling as she saw the baby Predacon hold onto Optimus and begin to purr lowly.

⚔️ Well, they have an issue now.

"If it wasn't brought back from the dead, how are they alive?" Optimus questioned Ratchet.

⚔️ Ratchet looked at the pod and walked up to it, dragging his servo along the outside of it, trying to rub something off to read the description of what was supposed to be contained, or maybe find out what it was built for.

⚔️ As he looked around, Bulkhead looked at the sparkling and smiled, waving one of his large servos at the youngling. Unfortunately for him, they took it as a threat and tried lunging at him.

"Holy Primus!" Bumblebee yelled as he and Bulkhead strayed from the baby. Thank goodness Optimus caught it in time.

"Talk about primal urges."

"I think I found what the Predacon came from." Ratchet said, making everyone look at him in confusion.

⚔️ He pointed to a projection of a large Predacon with a crown on his helm, one that appeared to transform into the Earth myth of a dragon, and listened as he spoke.

"To whomev'r finds this pod enwheeling the sparkling, hark carefully. This is the offspring of I, Predaking, Leadeth'r of the Predacons of Cyb'rtron, and mine own sparkmate, Luminate."

⚔️ A feminine-looking Predacon then came into view, a crown on her helm as well as he began to tearfully speak into the camera.

"In Predacon's CNA th're is one code f'r younglings: whomev'r those gents attacheth to first is th're rais'r, their parent. If 't be true those gents doth this to someone, prithee, raiseth those folk well and keepeth those folk safe. Not just f'r mine own sparkmate and I, but f'r the fate of all Predacons past, presenteth, and hopefully future."

⚔️ Yells erupted from the video and everyone began to become wide-eyed from what they were seeing: a war. Predacons falling from behind as Predaking yelled for his sparkmate to run and get the pod ready for evacuation. But, before this happened, he looked into the camera and smiled gently, before saying;

"Valorous luck in the future, mine own dearest offspring. Moth'r and fath'r loveth thee."

⚔️ The video then cuts as the pod's recorder then put up the words: RECORDING FINISHED. WOULD YOU LIKE TO WATCH AGAIN: YES. NO. in Cybertronian.

⚔️ Optimus looked down at the Predacon sparkling, who was still gripped onto his arm, and he smiled, lightly petting its head as it purred louder and rubbed against his servo.

"Well, looks like we have a new addition to the team."

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⚔️ Optimus opened his eyes, groaning as he felt his frame tweak and creak with his movements. That fight with the Decepticons yesterday really screwed him up. Maybe he'll just go for a little drive with the Predacon-

⚔️ Where is the Predacon? OH PRIMUS, WHERE IS THE PREDACON?!

"Ratchet!" Optimus yelled he sprung out of his room and towards the living room where the team was relaxing and healing.

"What's going on, Prime?" He replied.

"I can't find the Predacon!"

"WHAT?!"

-- A few hours later...

⚔️ Four hours. It took four hours to locate the Predacon. They were looking at the animals moving around the forest with sparkling optics, only to see Optimus and sprint to him, latching onto his leg like how they did with his arm just a few days prior when they were found.

"Y'know, you kinda acted like a Mother-Bird to them." Sari said as they drove back to the base.

"A 'Mother-Bird'? What do you mean?"

"Well, when you found out the Predacon was gone, you freaked out. Y'know? Now, you're calmer then Prowl when he's meditating."

"Then what does a mothering bird have to do with my moods?"

⚔️ Sari groaned and looked out the window, just telling Optimus to speak to Ratchet about it when they got back. He just agreed and kept driving, finally coming to a stop once inside the factory-made-base.

"Ratchet? May I speak to you?"

"Go ahead."

"Sari compared me to a mothering bird on the way back. She said when I went from being panicked to 'calmer than Prowl when he's meditating', it reminded her of it."

"That's because you were acting like a parent who lost their child. In other words: you love that thing just as much as it loves you. Don't worry about your skills at raising them, it's obvious you're just the Bot to take the reigns." He assured, patting the younger Cyberronian's shoulder before walking to his room to recharge.

⚔️ Optimus looked at his servos and silenced the rushing thoughts in his head. Ever since day once, the Predacon had been right by his side. And as he wondered if he was doing good enough for them, they just doubled their love for him by the thousands. Maybe... he was doing enough for them?

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⚔️ Another treat was tossed in your direction, a smile plastered on your face as you jumped around happily, grabbing all of the treats with a vigor matching a human child.

⚔️ Earlier that day, the Elite Guard had come down to see the Predacon sparkling and examine it for anything dangerous. Though, Sentinel, in true Sentinel-Fashion, began insulting Optimus the moment they touched down and gained contact.

⚔️ You growled from the Autobots' leader's shoulder as you listened to Sentinel speak. You may not speak like they do yet, but you understood them well enough.

⚔️ When Sentinel, Jazz, and Ultra Magnus made it to the base and began to speak about your conditions upon discovery and everything from then, you sat with Sari, watching her play around with one of her machines. Your spiky, colorful tail wagging as you watched happily.

"Well, it needs to come back with us to Cybertron for further testing, right, Ultra Magnus?" Sentinel spoke.

"They're not an 'it', Sentinel. They're a living, sentient being. Not some data-pad."

⚔️ Sentinel rolled his Optimus as he scoffed.

"Yeah, right. Look at it, Optimus. You think that thing can produce a single cognitive thought? You've gotta be kidding."

"They do produce cognitive thoughts, they're extremely intelligent."

"Oh please. It's being raised by you of all Cybertronians."

⚔️ At those insults, you stood, spread your wings, and lunged at Sentinel. In the time, you managed to scratch one of his optics and bite his ankle hard enough to draw energon.

⚔️ He screamed and jumped up, swinging you around as you held onto him. His big chin annoyed you at first, but his insults just solidified his place on your 'Bitch List'.

"Get it off me! Get it off me!" He screamed.

⚔️ Jazz watched with wide optics, trying to calm Sentinel down. Meanwhile, Ultra Magnus sighed and motioned for Optimus to handle the sparkling.

"Y/N. Hey, come here, sweetspark. I'm right here." He called, holding his arms out in the signal for an embrace, which you could never turn down.

⚔️ You ran into his arms and hugged him, wings tucking in as your upper legs held onto his shoulders and your lower were held by his other servo.

"It seems the Predacon has become attatched to you, Optimus Prime." Ultra Magnus spoke.

"Yes, they have, Sir."

"Then, I see no need to take them from you. It's obvious you have control of the situation."

"Thank you, Sir." A large smile formed on Optimus' face as he felt you nuzzle into his chest.

"And, you named them, I heard? Y/N?"

⚔️ Your head perked up as your tail slightly wagged. Ultra Magnus looked a little bit like Optimus, and you really liked Optimus.

"Lovely name choice for them." He said, a slight smile on his face as he stroked your helm once before ordering for the Elite Guard duo to get the ship ready to depart back to Cybertron.

"But, Ultra Magnus, Sir! The Predacon-"

"Will be handled by the ones who discovered them. Now, get ready to leave."

"Yes, Sir..."

⚔️ Nobody messes with Mama Optimus and gets away happily. Nobody.

[r0ttingj3lly]

Just Daddy Meg and his little man Havoc

Havoc is my oc Ribcage’s and Megatron’s baby boy and he's my little pride and joy. He's an ankle biter so be warned

[transformers-spike]

those hybrid sparklings you drew gave me some crazy weird alien baby fever and now i wanna see more... can we maybe get a doodle of some elite guard babies? i know i'm not the only one here who's insane for blurr, let's make that speedy boi into a speedy dilf

This comment brought on an intense neuron-activation and I just HAD to draw it (aka the Break the Status Quo series has given me such intense brainrot I just HAD to do this)

Having a sparkling with Blurr is like creating the angriest and loudest little creature. Very vocal about his feelings - and when he gets tired of screeching through his vocalizer, he torments every bot surrounding him through his EM field

I had to add Shockwave's sparkling purely because it would be SOOOO FUNNY if he knocks up a human as Longarm Prime, and out comes this little nugget

Even compared to the other Decepticon hybrids, Shockwave's kiddo is uh... special. Comes out looking far taller than most sparklings, with better motor functions too

He doesn't come out of the womb already able to see - he's actually "blind" until a certain age like all other sparklings. Except his sire's genes make him look exceptionally creepy. His pupil is visible when his optic is online

For now, his lack of sight doesn't stop him from making direct eye contact with people and staring at them like a horror movie child. Pet the baby