#Ironhide x Chromia

[flilisskywalker]

Optimus: I understand Ironhide is my weapons specialist, but sometimes I get worried that's all he thinks about. He told me he'll gift Chromia a giant cannon. Elita: Believe me, love, Chromia is the one who asked for the giant cannon.

[cartoonyhappyface]

CUTE ���💖💖💖💖💖💖💖🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰

[robotfangirl67]

Decided to make my version of Ironhide and Chromia art since someone gave me art suggestion of them. But anyway I mainly based the hugging pose from the old Transformers G1 episode The Search For Alpha Trion for inspiration.

[minniethemoocherda]

Iridescent: Chapter 22

A/N: Can't believe Transformers One comes out next month!! Ahhhhh!! So excited!! Xxxxxxx

Ao3

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Once again, high command was a complete mess.

Ratchet was still unconscious.

Ironhide and Chromia still spent most meetings flirting with each other.

Thanks to Bluestreak, Bumblebee hadn’t gotten more injured than he already was. But that didn’t stop Optimus from frantically fretting over his ward who had been in the crossfires of two too many Decepticon attacks.

Red Alert was on the verge of another break down. They hadn't been able to find any evidence of how Silverstreak had escaped but somehow she must have because nobody had seen a shade of her in over twenty-four hours. Inferno had been temporarily relieved from his medical duties so that he could keep his partner sane.

And Prowl… well even those who weren’t as used to deciphering the tactician’s usual lack of outward emotion, could tell that something was off.

Silverstreak's betrayal had affected them all in different ways.

Jazz hadn't been as close to Silverstreak as he had to other members of Spec Ops. But he'd trusted her. Not only with his own life but with the lives of everyone that he cared about. And Jazz didn't trust easily. Even though he couldn't feel pain, he still felt like he had been stabbed in the back.

It was a miracle that Mirage and Hound had been discharged from the med-bay barely an hour before it became a fiery inferno otherwise he might not have had a spec ops at all. However the pair still weren't healed enough to brace the Decepticon infested planet to try searching for the traitor and with trust in spec ops currently at an all time low, Jazz had decided it would be best to employ some outside help, in this case the bounty hunter Devcon.

He just needed Prowl's permission to sign off on it.

Which was why Jazz was the one who discovered the state of their commander's office.

Prowl's office looked like it had been ransacked by a turbo-wolf. Rows of previously alphabetised meeting reports were now shattered across the floor. The desk and half of it's draws had been flipped over. And the seat next it out had gone out the window.

Which was to say nothing of Prowl himself.

The mech was living up to his name, prowling up and down the room, smoke practically steaming from his nose like an animal waiting for an excuse to pounce.

It was rare sight to see Prowl lose his composure. And Jazz wasn't going to lie to himself that the sight didn’t send a shiver of thrill down his spinal strut even if this time he wasn’t the one responsible for it.

"What?" Prowl demanded when he noticed their presence, apparently not even surprised at Jazz hacking open his door anymore.

"Go see Bluestreak." Jazz told him.

Prowl's eyes darted to the datapad in Jazz's hand.

"You can sign these tomorrow." Jazz said, hiding the pad behind his back. As per usual he ignored all warning signs of danger and strolled closer to the mech. Thankfully Prowl appeared to be too busy fighting with himself to take a strike as Jazz. "So go and see Bluestreak."

"She does not want to see me." Prowl stated, shaking his head as though he could shake his thoughts right out of his audio receptors.

"You're her brother." Jazz countered, placing a hand on Prowl’s cheek. The metal was hot to the touch. Unusual for the mech who always appeared so cold. “And Silverstreak was the one who hurt her. Not you.”

Under the hold of Jazz’s steady hand the commander could no longer shake his head, finally forcing him to focus on the spy’s words. Jazz could practically see the gears turning in his head as the logic of his own words against him settled in. Even if the stubborn bastard didn’t want to admit that Jazz was right.

"Plus I know that your shift ended an hour ago and we both know that I can and will hack you out of your profile so you’re not going to be doing any more work tonight one way or another.” Jazz pointed out with deliberate cheek. This close he swore he could see the wire under the metal of Prowl’s temple pulse. “So are you going to see her or what?”

Jazz grinned as Prowl spoke through gritted teeth.

“It appears I do not have a choice.”

[k----a27s]

Chromia and Ironhide shippers come get your juice! (Thought of this at around 10:35 P.M)

(While listening to this)

As someone who doesn’t really like canon ships in some shows Chromia and Ironhide are canon and i am a multishipper so Chromia and Ironhide start off as friends because they are both trigger happy and somehow after a rough start they end up civil. And when they got separated they didn’t realise their feelings yet but they did miss each other and no matter what they promised to always come back to each other. Chromia meets him again once on Cybertron and on Earth (for whichever continuity) and she says, ‘Hey there cannons, been a while huh?’ because I headcanon their interaction started off rocky because he accidentally almost offlined her with his precious cannons that she threatened to strip from him.

Then another conversation, ‘Good to have my best friend back’, she says as she looks at him.

He responds with a raised optic ridge, ‘I thought Elita was your best friend’ either that or

‘Damn, ’Hide. I surpassed Prime?’, one way or the other one of them says the best friend line first and the other responds in turn.

This hints to Camiens starting off asking their beloved to be their Amica Endura then Conju(n)x Endura. After a while, they ran to each other and embraced as the others were suprised at Ironhide hugging someone like his life depended on it. Then at their ceremony, they dance and kiss and he honours her with a dance as Camiens grew up dancing despite her disliking the ruling of her former planet. (I think she's secretly a really good dancer to get lost in her movements)

[blade-liger-4ever]

Reblogging for my OTPs at the top *gently holds*

Transformers characters being affectionate. I’m touched starved and envious, leave me alone lol.

[cosa-llorona]

It can't be that Transformers Go Go gave us more canon chromhide before oplita

(made with Google translator)

It bothers me but it makes me very happy to see Chormia, it makes me happy and i love them they so silly

[clownswithshoes]

Happy Valentine’s Day <3333

[rowiewritesstuff]

Hello again! Second request, I do hope I am not bothering you! I was wondering about a Bayverse A.U. where original events do occur but all is better and no one dies- (Maybe with extra characters like the twins and others) I was suggesting perhaps the reader (maybe female preferably), an agent if you will, is shy in a way, but is very sweet and charming to those around them. Maybe if O.P. is quite interested in how the reader makes him feel happy and do you know the song "Cloud 9" by Beach Bunny?- "But when she loves me, I feel like I'm floating When she calls me pretty, I feel like somebody"

What if the reader calls him that and speaks to him in a gentle way when they first meet and everyone else on the team is shocked with the way they became friends and how they treat one another. Bonus with their reactions and Ratchet being too old for this shit!

Bayverse Optimus Prime Fluff X Shy! Sweet! F! Reader

Hope this is okay! If either story wasn't what you wanted let me know and I can rewrite them! <3

While you wanted to be in the military to help others, you were never too good at the physical aspect. However the military did see your high test scores and strategic intelligence, so they still brought you in. Eventually, after a few years of hard work, you were assigned to work with the Autobots.

When you were first introduced to them, you were a little shy but smiled up at them and introduced yourself. When Optimus greeted you, you couldn’t help but say “Nice to meet you beach bunny!” 

Your face lit a bright red as you realized what you said. The room got really quiet as everyone stared at you- which only made your embarrassment worse. You wished you could implode on yourself, before Jazz slapped the Prime on the back harshly. “ Nice, beach bunny! You’ve gone and embarrassed the poor girl.” He leaned down to you and held a digit out for you to shake. “Hey lil’ lady, I'm Jazz” 

You took his digit and smiled. “Hi, it’s really nice to meet you!” 

Optimus took a que from Jazz and also held his digit out. “I am Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots. It is good to meet you.”

You nervously shook his digit as well. “I look forward to working with you, sir.” You did your best to maintain your composure at being able to shake this handsome mech’s hand- er, digit. 

After a few weeks past, you began to get more comfortable around everyone in the base- especially Optimus. You had just become the base’s sweetheart that everyone got along with- even Galloway.

Optimus often invited you on long drives, where you both would listen to music and talk about what had bothered you that day. 

No one really expected you to become friends so quickly with the serious Prime- especially Ratchet, Ironhide, and Jazz, his oldest friends. They were all super glad that their leader had someone that he could really open up to. He often tried to hide his darker emotions- but now he’s super open about it with you.

It was clear as day to Ratchet what was happening when the Prime came to him for advice. Optimus told him that he had feelings he couldn’t pinpoint for you. Whenever he thought of you his spark would flutter and he felt as if he were floating. He told Ratchet that whenever you complimented him for being handsome, or for his intelligence he felt like they were the only two in the world. 

Ratchet shook his head with slight amusement. “You love her. Why are all the young bots these days so ignorant to their own emotions?

The terrible twins and all of the other trouble makers of the base are super happy you’re here too- you keep the Prime calm whenever they cause trouble, like breaking something really expensive. You always scold them but it’s in a much more gentle way. Everyone’s also pretty shocked that they listen to you. They try to be on their best behavior around you so you’re not disappointed in them. 

Bumblebee wasn’t too happy about you coming around the base at first. He sees Optimus as a guardian or father figure, so he sees you similar to how humans would see a new step-mother. Eventually he couldn’t resist your gentle charm and warmed up to you. You were a shoulder to cry on for him, and someone he could go to for advice when he was too nervous to go to Optimus.

All of the femme bots would pull you away every few weeks for a ‘girls night’ where they would interrogate you about how Optimus was to date. They always wanted to know how romantic he was, or how serious in the relationship he was. Every time you’d get a look of pure adoration on your face that they couldn’t help put coo over.

When Optimus was killed by Megatron, you felt something in you die. You couldn’t believe what had happened right in front of you and Sam. You felt like you were frozen in place. 

Sam had to pull you away to the safety of Bumblebee’s cab.

You all went on a mission to save Optimus, and you were guilty of punching Simmons in rage a few times. 

The entire time Optimus was in the allspark, he was thinking about you. How happy you made him. He never thought that he would fall for anyone, let alone a human- but there he was. He wished so badly to just hold you one last time, to tell you how much he loved you. 

When he was finally revived, you ran to him. You begged him not to fight Megatron, but he just kissed your head. “I’ll be alright, my dear.” 

Between sobs you got out “You better, my beach bunny.”

While Optimus fought Megatron, you were on his mind. He knew he needed to go back to you in one piece. When he finally won the battle, he went back to you and scooped you into his hands. 

You made him promise to never scare you like that again, you couldn’t take it. 

“I promise that if I can help it, then it will never happen again.”

You smiled up gently at him, making him fall for you all over again. “You better not, or we’ll have problems, beach bunny.”

[blade-liger-4ever]

Don't worry, I'm still one of them!

Ironhide letting his Girlfriend, Chromia using his Pistols because he doesn't need them

(I'm sure there are like Very Few Ironhide X Chromia Shippers now)

[saritamanyalu]

Ironhide

Chromia

my fav ship ❤️💓

Chromia, Ironhide (c) hasbro

( there are my old drawings )

[flilisskywalker]

Some of the Autobot couples from my Transformers AU

Elita and Optimus. The story of a warrior with a dark past who fell in love with a dork.

Moonracer and Rodimus. The story of a nerd who pretends she is not in love with a scoundrel.

Chromia and Ironhide. The story of two best friends who fell in love during their time in the Elite Guard.

[zennyarts]

this was initially supposed to be a chromia x ironhide image lmao

[minniethemoocherda]

Iridescent: Chapter 19

A/N: Hi! You can probably tell that I suddenly got consumed by X-men for a while there lol. But regardless I should still be able to update this fic on schedule! Xxxxxxx

Ao3

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It was going to take a while to properly pack up the MacCadam's base. But it was worth it to ensure no energon, technology or secrets were left behind for the Decepticons to use.

Between Prowl's logical arguments and Jazz's self proclaimed persuasive pizzaz, Prowl thought that they had pursued a successful case. It certainly had more merit than Ironhide and Chromia's suggestion of the Crystal City Gardens which didn't hold much value outside of being the place the pair had had their first date.

Thankfully Optimus shared his thoughts and decided that Kallis would be the location for the new Autobot base. By the time the meeting was over, Jazz had already started making plans for a Welcome Party.

"You prepared for me to crush you later?" Jazz taunted, referring to their scheduled chess match that evening as he fell into step beside him.

"By crush I hope you don't intend to crush any of the pieces between your denta again?" Prowl replied as they headed towards their offices.

Jazz smirked but otherwise did not offer any promises.

SCREEEEE SCREEEEE SCREEEEE

The fire alarm screamed from a nearby corridor.

Prowl sprung into vehicle mode, bolting down the corridor with his sirens blaring. He heard the signature sounds of Jazz's transformation not a second later.

He knew that there was no drill scheduled for today, so the chances of the alarm being false were slim. Of course there was always the possibility of the twins setting off smoke bombs again even after being threatened with a whole week in the brig.

Unfortunately it didn't take long for the acidic taste of flames burnt the air and Prowl knew then that it was real.

The alarm lead them to the medical bay and since nobody else was around they must've been the first on scene.

Prowl opened the med-bay doors to a blast of heat that nearly pushed him back. Tendrils of neon pink flames snapped at the edge of the door. Prowl's mask slid across his face as he stepped inside in an attempt to protect his vents from getting clogged full of smoke. He had barely taken a step inside when he almost tripped over a weight at his feet. Prowl glanced down to see the unconsciousness bodies of Sideswipe and Sunstreaker.

He had no idea what the twins were doing there when they had a one-hundred metre ban of the place but he didn't have time to ponder on that now. They were unconscious but their injuries don't look too severe so Prowl rushed past them further into the flames.

The first thing he saw was the outline of Ratchet behind the white hot remains of his work table.

The second was Bluestreak, her body covering Bumblebee's as a mechmade shield on the opposite side of the room.

Prowl's battle computer automatically made the logical conclusion that as their Chief Medical Officer, Ratchet is more vital to the Autobots rate of success, and he stepped his pede in the direction of the fallen red and white form. The next moment, his mind burned as his logic circuits of overran by his sparks desire to save Bluestreak above all else.

Prowl stumbled in his rush to Ratchet's side as his mind raged war with itself on what to do. So Prowl did what he usually does in the midst of battle and let his battle computer take over, marching his legs towards Ratchet.

It could only have been a nano-second later but in Prowl's brain, it felt like eons when his comm burst to life.

"I'll get the kids!" Jazz shouted into his ear.

Prowl could not afford to waste time checking that Jazz was true to his word.

Once again putting his faith in the spy, Prowl pushed through the flames to kneel besides their CMO.

Ratchet's head was on fire.

Prowl's audials automatically filtered out the medic's screams, the edge of his fingers curling as he attempted to pat the fire out.

Whilst on the one hand Prowl knew that trying to move someone who had suffered such a massive head injury would most likely cause further trauma, on the other it didn't take a genius to figure out that removing Ratchet from the fire instead of trying to treat him admits the flames increased their chances of survival.

Even though the doctor's body was still alight, Prowl picked him up and threw him over the back of his shoulders.

By that point, the fire had increased ten fold. Prowl could see nothing but neon lights. He had no choice but to rely on his computer to guide him back the way he came. That meant that along with Ratchet's added weight, it was taking him longer to escape then it had to enter.

Prowl's enforcer armour offered an added level of protection, but even he could feel his flesh bubbling and buckling under the oppressive heat.

By the time his elbow brushed the sides of the door, the top layer of his metal was dripping into his eyes.

Strong hands grabbed his arms, and Prowl allowed himself to be pulled from the blaze.

'I've got him!" Prowl registered the voice of Ironhide as Ratchet's weight was lifted off his shoulders.

As soon as the weight was gone, Prowl didn't hesitate to head straight back into the fire.

"What in the pits do ya think ya doin'?" Ironhide yelled over the roar of the flames. Having laid Ratchet besides the twins who were being watched over by Chromia, the weapons specialist was free to grab Prowl around his midsection. "It's not safe!"

Before Prowl could protest, Jazz burst through the wall of flame like an action hero, Bluestreak under one shoulder and Bumblebee thrown over the other.

The spy collapsed, vents heaving and visor cracked, landing so that the mechlings were sprawled across his chest.

Prowl's knee struts finally buckled as he crashed to knees besides the pile of bodies.

For once Jazz was without a charismatic quip, his vents too clogged to talk. His armour, sleeker than Prowl's having been designed for stealth rather than protection, hissed as the molten metal was slammed into the cooler floors of the Ark. The visor across his eyes completely shattered under the change of air pressure.

Bumblebee whilst unconscious appeared relatively unharmed, only his extremities burnt black instead of yellow.

The worst by far was Bluestreak. Her entire back plate had fused to her protoform. Energon boiled between the cracks where the armour had completely melted away. With no obvious head injury, Prowl deduced that she must have passed out from the pain.

In his peripheral vision, Prowl was aware of the arrival of Red Alert and Inferno as the two former firefighters fought to extinguish the blaze. But all Prowl could do was stare at the broken body of the girl he'd raised and how if it had not been for Jazz, she would have died.

[kiyuu-draws]

Transformers Thursday!

Cyberverse Bumblebee

Drawing (or Sketching) Transformers filling up the alphabet but not in order!

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

Here's the first half: (Note: the reason why there are two characters on some letters so I have an option who to draw or even might not follow this list xD)

A= Arcee/Alpha Trion

B= Bumblebee

C= Chromia/Cyclonus

D= Drift

E= Elita-1

F= Frenzy/First Aid

G= Grimlock/Galvatron

H= Hot Rod

I= Ironhide

J= Jazz

K= Knockout

L= Lockdown

M= Megatron/Mirage

Bonus sketch and without effects:

Originally I was planning to draw this Alphabetically but I'm struggling to draw Arcee and even attempted to draw Alpha Trion... But Bumblebee is more fun to draw

[beemochi-art]

Chromia and Ironhide!

A, C, G, S and X plz ᡣ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ᡣ

A) First meeting

When Ironhide’s and Chromia first met they were both very young. Mostly it was Ironhide who followed her around and tried to keep up with her. At this time they were both a similar size but Ironhide was still bigger. She could scale stuff pretty quickly and Ironhide just had to wait till she came back down.

C) first physical contact

Since they grew up together they’re always pretty touchy. Chromia was with him anyways, he noticed all of it. The only time Chromia noticed physical contact is when he clears her face plate once, that’s when she realized she liked him more then just a friend.

G)First time seeing the other sick/injured

Ironhide used to take jobs as a bodyguard/security. That mostly entailed stand by someone or something for a long time. He’d mostly just daydream till he got to go home. Most people wouldn’t approach or had authority to get through so it was a pretty easy job. One day he wasn’t paying attention while on duty and someone got into the archives and stole some things. For his punishment a superior burned his face with a rod. He wasn’t that hurt but when he got home he didn’t know he could be treated like that, was embarrassing and degrading. He got kind of depressed after that because he put a lot of trust in his supervisors. Chromia noticed the change and tried to get him to talk about it but he never ended up telling her what happened. Regardless she was still at his side and made him feel batter best she could.

Chromia doesn’t get hurt very often, she’d get bullied a lot but was still pretty slippery. But when she did get injured very badly from an attack Ironhide was devastated, he wouldn’t leave her side.

S)First anniversary + how they celebrate

Ironhide and Chromia sparkmerged when they were young. But didn’t ever get to have an official conjunx ceremony. Regardless they still will celebrate the occasion by sharing each others spark again and they take turns planning something special to do. Sometimes tho they would have to miss a day cause either one would get busy. But they’ll usually make it up to each other the next day.

X)First major hardship they got through together

It came out of no where. They both planned to movie to Junkton where they could have a better life but the decepticons attacked Iacon with the goal to destroy everything their oppressors represent and hold dear, this included citizens. Chromia was still recovering from her injuries done by the group that attacked her. Ironhide had to fight. Chromia had to push herself to get up. Chromia ended up being too slow and got caught by a couple of cons. Ironhide went back for her, fought and killed those cons. He didn’t know he was capable of that, Chromia didn’t either.