#Megatron is so confused I think xD

[chico123000]

This gives me an excuse to say another head cannon heheheh, I think that soundwave actually knows how to dance (and is extremely good at it) and he used his dance skills to dodge attacks! (Example- When he was fighting wheeljack in prime and in earthspark)

"I am Mother"

sketch from 2019

[therobotsarestuckinmyhead]

Hi!, I'd like to make a request :] Could you create a headcanon where the reader is a Cybertronian [gender-neutral] [romantic] and how Optimus, Elita, Bumblebee, and Megatron would react to receiving a kiss from the reader for the first time? (I find it interesting to think about this because I don't know if the culture of "kissing" exists in TFO—let's imagine that the reader just invented it out of nowhere XD).

♡ “KISS” — Introducing Them To Kisses [TFO]

hold up, anon. i think you're cooking with kissing not being in their culture… i only hope i have done this justice. AND UHHH I MAY… HAVE GONE OVERBOARD FOR MEGATRON im totally normal abt him

scenario: you kiss them for the first time, introducing Cybertron to what a kiss is.

warnings: non consensual kissing, tooth rotting fluff

including: Optimus, Elita, Bumblebee/B-127 and Megatron

BACKGROUND: for optimus, elita and bee

— You were wandering around the archives, just goofing off on your downtime; after Orion became Optimus Prime, he made sure that every bot had rightful access to information. Valuble databanks about the history of Cybertron, various sciences, medicine, weaponry, fighting styles all accessible to the general public of Iacon but you go through them for fun, unlike Wheeljack and Ratchet and a few others who go through them for genuine purposes. You scour through data to find something that catches your optics and…

— “How Organics Show Affection.” OH. Organics. You have seen those squishy things!... in old films and on those expiditions on the surface. Those things can show affection? Eh. Optimus did say they're sentient beings… It shouldn't be surprising. You click and you lean in, deeply interested.

— “Kissing?” What a strange new thing. You look at the images. Oh. They put their intake on things? Huh. How interesting. It looks pretty thrilling, especially when they put on intake on another. Organics call intakes mouth, if you remember correctly. You have to show this to…

Optimus:

— He was just standing there with his servos on his hips, watching the Autobots work hard. Optimus has had a rather busy day and he's pretty sure his schedule is free. He thinks. So when you come to him, Prime is beaming. Waving a greeting to you as he looks down at you.

— Optimus has his battle mask off, good. You can catch him by surprise. You ask him lean down. “Uh, okay?” He's confused and then you leave him gobsmacked as your dermas crash into each other, clear blue optics widening in utter shock. He can't keep his stoicism up for this one.

— Now, Optimus isn't a stranger to kisses but he isn't an acquaintance either. While he has never been kissed before, he knows what it is. He’s fooled around in the archives for a long time, he’s rummaged through records for vorns as a miner. He knows damn well it's a sign of affection and oh boy, is he flustered. Orion never really thought about kissing another bot, it was something that wasn't exactly Cybertronian so he never really… bothered to try it out.

— His vents huff out steam and his plating puffs up a little but he knows how to keep his composure so his plating does it for a mere moment. He goes speechless momentarily and you've got this sly smile on your face as if you don't know the gravity of what you've done!

— The feeling of your dermas on his, the warmth of your plating, the subtle brush of your EM field against his guarded one. It had his spark jumping to the back of his intake.

— The longer he stays frozen there, the more unsure you become. He doesn't realize that until you snap him out of it with; “...did …didn't you like it?”. He can see the regret wash over your features!

— “N-No! I.. I loved it. It just… uh…” There. Right there you saw your old Orion, just a glimpse but you saw him there. It made your spark all fuzzy.

— But right before he could ask if the both of you could do that again, he sees Prowl and Jazz coming up behind you to drag him off for his Prime-ly duties. He's never had such a deep frown before in his life. It's alright though, he just hopes he gets to show you what a real kiss is later on.

Elita One:

— Elita was busy barking out orders to cadets. She doesn't want to be mean (she does) but some of her old miners can't hold a blaster for scrap. So the pink bot is in a bad mood, her face has a citrus sour to it as she's mumbling something under her ex-vents while she's just standing by the railing of the terrace of some random building she can't really care of think about.

— And then you come in, her mood is a bit… less sour upon seeing your faceplates in her peripheral vision but she doesn't trust that.. gleam in your optics.

— “What are you upto?” She asks with that tone, the tone which tells you that she really isn't in the mood for any antics. But this was none of the usual antics. The way you say nothing has Elita raising her optical ridges as she turns to face you.

— You say you want to show her something. You know damn well you cannot catch her off-guard. So she obliges. And she… isn't disappointed when she feels your dermas gently brush against hers. It's soft. It's soothing. Elita finds this strange; act of putting intakes together? What do you even call this? Her spark sings a song in a beat it only does when the two of you are usually cuddled up against each other after she has a bad day.

— You pull away and she instinctively steps closer, chassis flush against one another a your optics lock on. Her servos hold onto yours with a near reverent touch, Elita can feel the heat rise up to her faceplates… The way her audial fins are perked up and she doesnt resist it in the slightest. Theres no onr around, after all.

— “Can we do that again?”

— She has a new favorite thing she wants to do when she has a bad day and she couldn't thank you enough for introducing this to her. Elita is more of an actions type bot, she enjoys acts of physical affection and service more than anything else.

B-127/Bumblebee:

— “HEYYYYY!!!” You don't need to go to Bee, Bee pretty much finds you almost all the time. The golden-yellow mech is waving at you as he approaches you. He's basically your shadow, the two of you are basically conjoined; always around each other. Incredibly attached. Bee is rambling about his day as the two of you walk when a thought creeps up your processor.

— “Hm. You want me to stand still? Okay.” He obeys what you ask almost immediately, Bee doesn’t even question what for. Not even when you lean in close, infact, he likes it! The comfort of your frame is more than anything he could ask for. The way your EM field brushes against his has him trying to suppress a wide smile.

— But then your derma meets his. And he just… blinks at you. Bee is confused. What was that? It was nice. Why did it feel nice?

— “What was that?” He asks, helm tilting slightly in confusion as you laugh a bit. You're still really close to him and his spark thrums, Bee really doesn't want you to pull away from him. He's always wanted to be close to you and whatever that was, was just about as close as two bots could go in his opinion. There was literally no space between the two of you! Just how he likes it.

— “Huh. A kiss.” Bee mumbles as he looks down for a moment. The gears in his helm turning, his faceplates heating up a bit as excitment builds up in his frame; its a sign of affection! To him! The fuzziness in his spark is getting stronger. He bites his lower derma for a moment, contemplating something with his gaze lowered. His vents puffing out steam and EM field practically radiating affection.

— “Can.. Can I give you one?”

— Bee isn't the best kisser but neither are you and the both of you are definitely going to be doing this more often. Practice makes perfect, after all.

— You're worried sick, hiding behind rocks. The Lord is injured. Megatron is down, helm cradled in your servos as his frame lays limp on your lap. The Quintesson ground troopers were far too strong. All of you fought valiantly but had to retreat when their ship enveloped the skies. This had become routine after D… Megatron's banishment. A stray shot from seemingly nowhere managed to injure Megatron and you made sure that filthy Quintesson you assumed to have harmed him paid with their life. You're freaking the frag out. Spark going a mile a minute and right now, you feel so small. So vulnerable. You don't realize Megatron is semi-conscious, his red optics are flickering. Your servos are cupping his face, as a digit caresses his cheek.

Megatron:

yes he gets it seperate

— “D…” Megatron can hear that wretched name spill from trembling dermas and it stirs him, he wants to give you a peace of his mind for using that name for him.

— You have absolutely no idea what happened, or why it happened, or even how it happened but this urge from deep down in your spark swelled up when you saw Megatron laying there, knocked almost unconscious with his helm on your lap and you can’t help but think of how you could’ve almost lost him.

— Meanwhile, Megatron was just about to get up and yell at you to get your servos off of him. It takes a lot more than a simple cheap trick-shot from the sky by Starscream of all mechs to take down Megatron and he's insulted that you think he'd offline from something like that. Speaking of that, he's furious. But what you did next had his crimson optics wide. You leaned your helm down and your dermas met his, in a manner so soft and chaste it had his own spark thrumming the way it used to when he'd lay his optics on you as a miner.

— The moment you pull back and see that he was in fact, conscious, you make a face that snaps Megatron out of his shock. The way your vents puffed out some steam and your fans clicked; you were flustered beyond measure. Certainly embarrassed.

— And looking at you from this angle, how vulnerable you look, as if you genuinely thought you might’ve lost the only thing in the universe you care about, it takes him back to a different time. For once, the anger and hatred in his spark soothes as a sense of… something akin to nostalgia takes over. Your servos pull away from his faceplates to cover your own from sheer mortified embarrassment at your impulsive action and the loss of your warmth makes him frown. The tenderness in your EM field was unmistakably affection and he knew it.

— “...do it again.” Megatron practically commands but there's something softer in his tone. He doesn't know what the action is called but he certainly… Liked it more than he should. You look absolutely confuddled, servos moving away from your face as you’re looking down at him with wide optics. Like you're not sure you heard him right. You honestly thought he was going to yell at you.

— “Don't make me repeat myself.” The softness ebbs away slowly with more time you take and you lean back down, cradling his face again as you kiss his nasal ridge this time. Megatron found himself… enjoying it, his spark flutters despite the damage his frame had taken. The feeling of your dermas against his faceplates was thrilling almost, especially against his own dermas. The warmth of your faceplates, you're still embarrassed. Megatron decides it a good look on you.

— “...” He looks at you almost as if he's peering through your spark with his derma pursed into a thin line, searching for something in your optics before saying; “...again, where you did it the first time.”

— You've soothed him. So that means you've spared Starscream from a brutal beatdown and replaced it with just a beatdown.

— He's definitely going to have a more private session with this new activity back at the makeshift Decepticon base. He doesn’t even know what its called, not even you know what its called and Megatron could care less. He could live with that. You've invented something new that the two of you could cherish between yourselves.

i lowkey love people requesting for elita, she may or may not be a 'literally me' character also shoutout to that one anon that requested blackarachnia cause we really don't have enough fics about the fembots

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Comment Section: Sunstorm edition

Wow! Thanks for the analysis and thoughts, I really appreciate it!

I agree, Starscream is allowed to not want to associate with Sunstorm at all, but he still shouldn't be mean about it haha. It's not like he told Sunstorm to not follow him around and was ignored. Sure Sunstorm should pick up on the hints that he isn't wanted but lbr he was raised by Shockwave in isolation, kid’s a little bit socially inept XD

My Sunstorm isn't as crazy religious as he is in the Dreamwave comics, but he is religious enough to make people like Starscream uncomfortable, especially when as you said he uses religious language to try and connect with Starscream. I personally like the idea that Sunstorm doesnt actually think the old stories are literally true, but he finds comfort in them and so chooses to view his life through that lens. He's more of a philosopher than a religious zealot, and ultimately he is more interested in observing and understanding than converting or preaching. Still, it's one of his special interests so he will talk about it if given the chance, and it definitely makes a lot of people uncomfortable for the reasons you've stated.

Love the observation about Starscream not being used to forgiveness. He don't trust like that, no sirreeeee.

Also it was Rodimus who pushed for the group therapy and Starscream def agreed to it, but he hasn’t really been taking any of the therapy sessions seriously. He was using them as a way to make people like him, like look I can behave, I can do your little therapy stuff, I can pretend to be emotionally and mentally stable, im totally working on myself even tho theres nothing wrong with me and even if there was something wrong with me it’s so deeply rooted theres no point in working on it anyway i mean what? It's all very calculated. Maybe he decided to vent about Sunstorm during their session because he thought it would make the kid leave him alone? Haha, unfortunately for him the opposite happened.

thanks again for your thoughts, hope you’re feeling better by now

If only Starscream could communicate his feelings like a normal person haha.

I like the way you put this. The situation is mad uncomfortable for Starscream yeah. And thanks! I hope you like where it goes.

When I wrote Sunstorm’s dialogue my intention was for starscream to feel validated in a way that he isnt comfortable with but doesnt altogether hate, but then a few people pointed out how it comes off like he’s straight up forgiving him for having trauma (hes forgiving him for saying mean things to him!) and like, yeah starscream wouldnt appreciate feeling patronised x3 Prolly pissed him off. But like, maybe a little bit of the intent made it through? I wanted Starscream to feel seen, but being seen is terrifying when you feel like theres nothing but broken ugliness underneath. so i guess starscream just ends up feeling judged. But also…accepted? Starscream does a confusion.

Starscream has had like three therapy sessions and isnt making any notable progress because he’s more concerned with how he’s being perceived than actively working on himself rn. I actually think this is fine, change doesnt happen quickly. we’ve introduced starscream to an avenue of help and as calculated as it was he did still try it out. I think the seed was planted if he ever does decide he wants to do better. and In his defense, the focus rn for everyone is what do we do about Megatron’s sudden return

lmao this made me chuckle. I wouldnt say he held composure even at Megatron’s worst, but yeah he’d def be frustrated whenever he accidentally goes mask off around the autobots.

That would be very cute, but starscream isnt quite there yet XD. not that anyone would want to hurt sunstorm, he’s like the best boy!

Starscream might worry about Sunstorm exploding, but only because he doesnt want to get caught in the explosion. after therapy, he still couldnt care less if Sunstorm deactivated, but he at least sees him as a person he dislikes rather than an abomination that shockwave made. so…yay progress?

He’s radioactive, so it’s a valid concern! Not that he will explode, he does have control over his outlier ability.

i imagine Rodimus is chill with ex decepticons? he went on a gay roadtrip space adventure with his best friend who is an ex decepticon and they met cyclonus who is an ex decepticon and later picks up sunstorm who is a decepticon affiliated seeker. i think as long as you prove to him you can be chill then he’ll be chill. tbh I think he just wants people to like him.

and It’s not that he doesnt mind if sunstorm blows up, he just has so much confidence in sunstorm not blowing up he doesnt think its a concern!

yeah since his spark is radioactive it hurts passively all the time. it hurts more when he pulls it in and away from others, and the pain spikes when he activates his outlier ability to actually use it, but it hurts less after it’s expelled. part of the reason why he spends so much time in a cr chamber while at shockwave’s lab is because it syphons his energy output and alleviates the pain. a win win for shockwave as he uses that energy to power his lab.

in his defence, he didnt make him radioactive on purpose, that just sorta happened

haha I’m glad y’all really liked that joke XD

of course he has, who hasnt met sunstorm! oh right, megatron…

i wouldn't recommend it. it will burn

TC has seen Sunstorm around like some cryptid, and Bumblebee prolly explained the situation after Sunstorm started staying at autobot base. TC is probably also creeped out by Sunstorm’s existence, but something about his bright eyed apperance reminds him of Starscream before the war…

Skywarp just sees him as some other guy, he’s like not bothered at all. he’s curious about him in that there hasnt been a new seeker in generations. as far as he’s concerned, Sunstorm is literally nothing like Starscream haha

Sunstorm feels bad for TC, and he empathises with Skywarp’s malfunctioning outlier ability.

Im so hecking sorry XD Sunstorm is like basically not in IDW1 at all (he shows up once in the background, and then the second time he’s in the comic arcee hecking murders him pfpfpf). If you want sunstorm content I think he features more in Wings universe and the Dreamwave continuity. I havent read them tho so I don’t actually know haha

but like, aah thanks so much, I really appreciating your kind words. and also thank you everyone who sent me asks and comments and tags. I legit had no idea this project would turn into a whole thing but I’m having fun so I’m glad you all are enjoying it too.

[bones4thecats]

you could do, Breakdown x fembot pregnant reader x Knockout. all three are conjux. 💙❤

TFP! KnockDown w/ their Carrying! S/O

Characters: Knockout and Breakdown (Transformers Prime) Requester: 💙❤Anon A/N: I jinxed myself in my last post lol. Short my ass!!! XD ⚠️ Spoilers/Trigger Warnings for: Nothing ⚠️

Disclaimer: This is set in a timeline where Breakdown lives and joins the Autobots alongside Knockout and their S/O before the film!

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╚═════ Knockout and Breakdown ═══════════════════╝

🪚🥊 You were very content with your two sparkmates. While it was normally unusual to have more than one with your species, nobody really judged you for it, which surprised the three of you, as you lived on the Nemesis full of judgmental 'Cons

🪚 Knockout was very pleased to have both you and Breakdown by his side. He adored how strong Breakdown was and how intelligent you were. It was like you two were the two sides of a coin while he was the ridge that surrounded you both in a welded-mixture

🥊 Breakdown was like Knockout, he was happy to be with you both. He and Knockout went quite a bit back, but when he met you, he felt that you completed them both perfectly, allowing Knockout to be the perfect middle-ground to your Yin-Yang bond with Breakdown

🪚🥊 The two mechs were happy to live a life with their sparkmates. But, this was turned on their helms when you found out that you were carrying

🪚🥊 If they had it up to their choices, they would've held the carrying-process for after the War ended to keep you and your future-sparklings safe from any danger. But alas, Primus had to be cruel sometimes

🪚🥊 The duo decided to try keeping this from Megatron as best as possible. He had no care for anything happy, so if he were to find out that you were carrying, who knows what would happen to not only them for hiding this and technically causing it, but what was happen to you and your offspring?

🪚 Knockout proposed finding a way in old records to keep the sparklings growing in a tube of energon so they would be fed and grow at a constant and healthy-rate, though you declined and didn't like the risks it would give you guys

🥊 Breakdown was silent throughout the process. He had no idea what you guys could do in the situation, he wasn't specializing in anything other than destroying things and taking orders from his superiors

🪚🥊 After nearly an Earth-week long discussion with your sparkmates, it was leaked that you were carrying, which did not put you guys in good-waters with Megatron

🪚🥊 He called you three to the main room, and you stood nervously between the two mechs. You could hear the light tapping of your Lord's claw-like digits against the keyboard, and it was a very scary noise at the moment

"I heard that you're carrying, Y/N. Is that correct?" He asked.

"Yes, Lord Megatron."

"Why keep such information away from me?"

"We were just in shock from the announcement, my Lord. It was more of a 'heat-of-the-moment' kind of thing, you know?" Knockout said.

🪚🥊 Megatron nodded and looked down at you, making you slightly shiver in fear as his red-optic glare nearly bore holes into your processor. It was as if he wanted you dead more than he wanted the Prime defeated

🪚🥊 Your Lord blinked and looked up at the two 'Cons behind you, glancing at you before looking them both in their optics before saying the thing that would push you guys to your edge

"If there are any complications; I want that thing exterminated, no matter the cost. Understood?"

"Y-yes, sir." Knockout replied, bowing to the larger mech.

"Understood..." Breakdown agreed.

🪚🥊 It was that night that you three left for a drive before contacting the Autobots, much to their confusion and anger. Why were these three; three of their biggest adversaries in the Decepticons, wishing to speak?

🪚🥊 The Autobots appeared from their Ground-Bridge and saw you three standing there, Breakdown's arm being wrapped around you as you shivered and fearfully thinking about the future of your child if they were to be exterminated

🪚 Knockout stared at the 'Bots and sighed, walking up to them so he could speak face-plate to face-plate with their leader, Optimus Prime

"We're sorry for interrupting your night, Autobots," he began. "But, there were some issues that came up with us and we are... in need of your assistance."

"Why are you needing our help?" Bulkhead asked.

🪚🥊 You freed yourself from Breakdown's grasp and walked up to the Autobot team, reaching into your compact-space and pulling out a digital pad, showing them an image of your spark, two little balls of Cybertronian-life floating beside it, one having a cherry-red color while the other had a blue-glow

"You're carrying?" Ratchet asked.

"They are. And Megatron found out..." Breakdown said.

"You want to keep them safe from danger, am I correct?" Optimus said, looking at the two 'Cons for any sign of deceit, only to find none.

"Yes." They said together.

🪚🥊 The others looked at Optimus for his answer, and were surprised when he looked at you and pat your shoulder-pad before moving it to lightly rub your helm gently, much like how a Sire or Carrier would help their sparkling calm down their processor during development

"They can stay with us." He said, smiling at the two mechs.

🪚🥊 Breakdown and Knockout smiled and looked at you. You just looked back and stepped up to them, wrapping your arms around one of their neck's each, pulling them into their own sides of your own neck

"You'll be safe, beautiful." Knockout said in your audio sensor.

"We'll contact you daily, okay? Promise!" Breakdown added.

🪚🥊 Optimus and the others watched with slight pity. Yes, they were their enemies, but seeing just how much they cared for one another made them wonder; should they really separate them all?

🪚🥊 Before the two of them walked off, Optimus called their names, making them turned around in confusion

"Separating a sparkling from their Sire, or rather Sires, is horrible... so..."

🪚🥊 Sighing before holding his servos out for them to shake if they wanted too, Optimus finished;

"Would you care to join us as well?"

[themadkatartist]

What I think what happens when they finally reunite with Optimus but without a Cog.

The Group and Co of Autobots finally meet up to see Optimus reunited. Albeit in their Cogless state. (Please make them meet their Cogless state without knowing who's D-16 is till they get to know each other before the big Reveal.)

Rachet: Thank the Scrap Metal You're Alright- immediately looks at His frame and Height in surprise and disbelief. Wait, why are you small and where's your T-cog!? What and Who did this Happen you???

Optimus in a Cogless state: Calm down Rachet, I'm alright. In fact I'm glad to see you guys safe and sound. It needed to be removed so that I could finally get fixed and healed thanks to My old Pal Dee!

Sari tilts her head in confusion: Who's Dee?

D-16/Megatron who was right behind them the whole time without noticing speaks up, surprising everyone minus Op: I'm D sixteen-

Everyone excluding Pax in the Room: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Everyone will be surprised to see D-16, not realizing who he really is and to find OP had friends outside of his team that no one knew about XD

Meanwhile D is nervous they'll murder him in his sleep once they find out.

[lexicorp]

Transformers Earthspark: Another Place, Another Prison

scribbled da hek outta this doodle so idk what type of style it is but its cute anyway sdnsifbsnd

This chapter ended up being twice the length I thought it'd be, and is a whole lot of just Starscream and Hashtag talking about an assortment of things. There's a good bit of silliness, like the ridiculous strain of conversation surrounding nicknames (the Hashbrown thing I got in my head from @the-sheep and their lore. Which doesnt totally align with my characterization of Star admittedly, but with my brother having been the one to point out that Sprite [the nickname for spitfire] is also a soda brand, the dots were connecting XD). Then there's some actual serious talk as well, that has a bit of sus, because of course.

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Chapter 17: Helm In The Cloud

These past quartexs had been…odd. To put it lightly. 

The data cycling through Starscream’s processor was filled with strange, corrupted files that he couldn’t seem to access, aided by far too many painful memories to quantify. Although, in the past deca-cycle with the Maltos, he’d found himself remembering, or even creating, more pleasant events. 

The Malto brats could actually be…rather endearing. Of course, Hashtag was always his favorite. Anyone who said they didn’t favor a particular individual within a group was flatly a liar, a tactic which he could of course appreciate; since he’d only admit his favoritism blatantly to Hashtag herself, after all. She had by far the best style of spunk about her, as she easily dealt out smooth bouts of sass paired with her equally patient and excitable nature. Her strong determination when decided upon a task, was admirable, even. Hashtag would have made a great Decepticon! Although he supposed that…wouldn’t be a compliment to her.

Even so, after their more recent moments of “hanging out”, Hashtag had begun to cease her guarded posture that she had carried so often before. Only seldomly would he glimpse her shielding her chestplate protectively in that strange way Twitch or the human brats occasionally did as well. But it had become easier to get her back in a better mood as she seemed more comfortable with his presence. Something about that fact made a long smothered flame flicker within Starscream’s tired spark. 

He enjoyed seeing her happy, making her laugh, even at his own expense. Surely this foolish behavior was only to lull those fools into thinking him passive enough to grant him more freedom. He didn’t…he couldn’t care. It was far too risky to allow such a thing. Regardless, he still felt as if he owed Hashtag something, and wanted to be in her good graces. So many of the others here just fawned over Megatron. Was it too much to hope for his own fan for once? A feisty little student who would admire and stand by his side! He certainly didn’t need such a thing, but it would be…useful. Yes, that was the extent of it…

Hashtag was always quite the helpful young femme, even when some of her ill Earth gotten mannerisms or quips could be confusing. At least with that “Chess” game, it was just similar enough to Fullstasis that for a moment he felt even minutely connected to Cybertron again from all these lightyears away. Perhaps he could attempt to use that Chess to recreate Fullstasis so that he could share the superior game with her! Starscream could simply rotate the square-ish board on its side to be the correct diamond orientation, and modify the Chess pieces to reflect their counterparts. A “bishop” was nearly identical to a quarg in how it moved. Similarly with a vig to a “rook”. Although she might be disappointed that the King’s counterpart had far more offensive capabilities, while the Queen’s was defensive. Sure, one could skew their strategy either way, but that was typically the more popular approach. Even if Skyfire had often only buried his Pvaq in the corner while using the Staiv as a living shield leading the wall of mykns; which he’d always defend stubbornly when Starscream had teased him for it. Those matches had always carried on for groons of a painfully slow back and forth with both of them insisting the other conceded. That ridiculous shuttle had been more content with a stalemate than subjecting himself to yet another loss at Starscream’s blatantly superior tactical prowess. Perhaps Starscream should have relented more victories to him as he’d done Hashtag…

That doesn’t matter now.

Now, he had been given the task of collecting those fruits spawned from the stalky perennials plainly labeled “Apple Trees”, stationed around the perimeter of the cow containment field. Initially, he had assumed the pristine condition of those apples he gathered was irrelevant as long as they weren’t a crushed mess upon the ground. Yet apparently, as he was later corrected, it was important to examine them with more scrutiny to determine whether there were any pests infecting them, or blemishes that would need to be severed at a later date. The defective fruit was set to go to their lower class animals, while they kept the better portion for themselves. That ungrateful cow shouldn’t have made such a fuss when he’d attempted to liberate it. Then maybe that blasted bug wouldn’t have noticed, and it could have foraged its own, high quality fuel, instead of settling for scraps. 

Regardless, the squishy, oddly shaped fruits were strange to imagine as a means of fueling the humans’ fleshy frames. Skyfire never liked the idea of dissection, with how squeamish the soft-sparked mech was, although Starscream couldn’t help but be a byte curious of their internal functions. Yet the memory of those G.H.O.S.T parasites, and their similar interest towards Cybertronians, made that train of interest falter. At least, until a violet spark flickered with the revelation at what glorious revenge it would be if he could get his servos on one of those wretched humans to take them apart as well. 

Starscream chuckled darkly at the thought, with a fleeting image of those disgusting human organs arranged across a steel table.

Then, Hashtag’s voice cut through his ruminations. “Whatcha thinkin’ about there Spaceman?”

Starscream’s optical ridge furrowed as a look of disgust came to his faceplace that he couldn’t shield from entering his vocalizer. “What did you just call me?”

“What, Spaceman? It’s perfect right?” She strained to reach one of the apples on a hidden branch and flipped it into a crate. “I’ve been tryna think about more nicknames for you than just Screamer. Starship’s a fun one, but not goofy enough. I mean, sure I could also just go with Star as a different shortened version like how my siblings call me Tag, buuuut Spaceman is just funnier. You should've seen the look on your face!”

Starscream rolled his optics and scoffed with a grin. “If we are tossing around such absurdities, perhaps I should title you Hashslag.”

“Yoooo that sounds like a fire wrestler name!!”

“No it–”

Hashtag began making ridiculous poses as if flexing her physical prowess. “Hashslag comes into the ring and DEMOLISHES the competition! The undisputed champion that’ll uh–” She paused a moment to search their internet for assistance in her speech– “throw melted slag chairs at her enemies!!”

“You are quite proficient at twisting things to your advantage, aren’t you?” Even if Starscream had meant it as a minor jab in retaliation to her stupid Spaceman mockery–she had immediately translated it towards describing what she’d inflict upon her enemies, as opposed to a reflection of her capabilities. Decepticon material indeed. 

Hashtag’s grin widened, “Of course! ‘Cause I’m awesome! And that could be a great stage name! Maybe I’ll even use it as my gamer tag actually–”

Now that was too much. If she confidently proclaimed such a stupid title to the world, she’d be far too susceptible to the petty scorn of her opponents. 

“You are NOT identifying yourself as Hashslag.” Starscream ordered with crossed arms and a stern glare. “Your designation in such an environment should command respect, and THAT would be just as easily skewed against your character.”

“How?”

He put a servo to his faceplate in exasperation for her naivety. “Slag refers to the waste matter produced when refining or smelting ore. I am sure you found the definition with your abilities, but it is a commonly derogatory term when directed towards someone. In many ways. If you are a slagger, then you are an extremely low member of society and considered inept. If you call someone a lump of slag, it is comparing them to something useless. Sure, it can be used threateningly when proclaiming you will annihilate them so completely that only slag will remain; but pairing it with a portion of your designation will only allow those around you an easy pathway towards mockery. You cannot believe I was serious about such a title as that. It was clearly a joke. No one would take you seriously with that name.”

Hashtag put her servos up and allowed them to then fall heavily in frustration. “Okay okay! I get it. You were trying to be mean and whatever–”

“Wait- no, I wasn't– ugh scrap…”

Suddenly her expression turned to a mischievous smirk as she turned back to gathering more apples with a laugh. “Nah I know you were just being a goofball. But I gotta admit I’m a bit jealous. How come Spitfire gets such a cute nickname and I don’t? I might even be a bit offended!” She paired her last statement with an overly dramatic tone and servo to her chestplate that could have been mimicking his own manner of mock hurt.

“What, Sprite? That is only a title referencing her small stature paired with her typically sassy nature.”

“Aww, not that she’s sweet like the popular soda brand?” She snickered, “I guess that tracks. She’s actually way rude.” 

Starscream scoffed as he attempted to focus on the ridiculous apple gathering task again, “Yes, that would hardly be fitting. What even is this “soda brand” you speak of?”

Hashtag whipped out her datapad and trotted up to him with a sparkle in her optics, apparently finding amusement in the topic. “It’s this carbonated sugar water with mysterious “natural flavors” and citric acid made by the big wig Coca Cola company!” She pulled up a string of images displaying an array of bottles and cans detailing a green logo with the Sprite title. Then changed her keywords in the search bar to procure images placing the strange beverage alongside other odd products. “It’s sold everywhere! Like in stores, which we aren’t allowed in–or fast food!! We can go through drive-thrus with Mo and Robby on the way back from school sometimes to get stuff! Wacky D’s is their favorite.” 

Starscream leaned closer while squinting his optics in an attempt to acquire a better view of the ridiculous stream of advertisements for disgusting human fuelling varieties. He took the datapad from her to scroll through the panels of information himself, which she again seemed to find humorous for whatever reason as he hummed in thought. After a couple kliks of analysis, he came upon an image displaying a “breakfast deal duo” which showed that Sprite thing, as well as its orange and red mirrored counterpart titled “Fanta” that made him think of Twitch. But even more hilariously, was the particular item between them that was referred to as a “Hashbrown”. It was indeed brown, and frankly looked horrid. He had no idea why anyone would put it in their intake–but the fact that it shared the same prefix as Hashtag was too perfect to pass up. If she wanted a nickname tied to Sprite’s, she could get one comically linked to her foolish misinterpretation. 

He passed the datapad back into her servos and pointed at the items with a smirk. “If THAT atrocity is Sprite, then I suppose you would be this hashbrown slag.” Starscream’s wings fluttered in amusement at the absurdity as he turned to move aside one full crate of apples for an empty one to take its place. 

Hashtag paused a moment before looking his way with squinted optics of her own skeptically. “While Hashbrown sounds adorable–why do I get the feeling that it isn’t actually that wholesome coming from you?”

Starscream chuckled at the sight of her silly little scrunched faceplate. “Perhaps not. It isn’t nearly as reprehensible as Hashslag, yet I fail to see why humans would even want to purchase those disgusting products. Therefore I'd certainly say Hashbrown is ridiculous enough that it just might stick if you insist upon calling me Spaceman.”

Hashtag tossed an already bruised apple at him, which he easily blocked with a raise of his arm, as she too began to crack up about the prospect. “Oh yeah! What about I call you Starry instead? Or would that be too cutesy for Mr. Tough Bot?”

“Ugh, pass.” Starscream waved a servo as if dusting the horrid alternative from an imaginary shelf. “In all practicality, if you truly must decide upon some means of a secondary designation for me, then I may allow you to simply call me Star. That is “what my friends call me”, you could say.” More accurately, what Skyfire had called him. “It is more customary to select a shortened version of your companions true designation. Like how you are more commonly called Tag by your siblings. As you had previously stated yourself. Or referring to Bumblebee as Bee, and Elita-1 as simply Elita.”

Hashtag tilted her helm slightly in thought as she struggled to decide which crate the apple she picked belonged in. “Hmm… alright fine. I guess that works.”

Scrap. Now she seemed bored, or even a bit disappointed. 

“Although…” Starscream drawled as he tried to think of what in particular she could be looking for, since this apparently held more meaning to her than he’d initially thought. “If I were to bestow you with a more…creative, alternative to your designation–I suppose I could call you Amethyst. Most obviously because of your violet paint resembling the quartz’s hue, but also because it can be a symbol of beauty in impurities. Because of course, the fact that it gets its color from the presence of iron ions within its structure, that would then oxidize when exposed to radiation. Thus it is a rather inspirational gem, and could be worn to ward off negative energy. Such a thing that was far more popular in Caminus, but still quite interesting from a scientific perspective when studying the geology of varying celestial constructs regardless.”

Hashtag grinned as her spunk returned, “Man, I never would have expected you’d be a rock nerd–Wait! Let me figure out what gem you’d be!” Her optics went white as streams of color coded data flowed across them, until an image appeared on her visor that she then transferred to her datapad. “Found one! Some Pietersite can be red and blue like you! This one looks really cool with a gold streak too–And! Apparently it's considered a tempest stone, and a protective talisman that’d cleanse negative energies and emotional turmoil! Actually, maybe you could use some of that, huh?” She smirked and nudged him playfully with her elbow before continuing to poke his shoulder plating with her digits. “Right? You totally need some gem action to get those warm and fuzzies past your bad boy exterior. And you could call yourself the Tempest Protector! That would SO be your awesome wizard name if you played D&D with us.”

“Hm.” Starscream lightly waved her insistent digits off of him before tipping a servo in consideration of the prospect. “I suppose Pietersite could be marginally appropriate. Although I’ve always thought of myself as more of a Carnelian–but what is this “D&D” you speak of?” 

“Ooooooooh I’m SO glad you asked!” She was suddenly practically vibrating at the anticipation as she searched something else on her datapad, and motioned for him to take a seat under the trees with her. “I have to show you all my favorite youtube channels and podcasts and–Oh my gosh there’s just so many awesome things about it! I am of course the designated DM when we play, since I’m a master of storytelling! But I’m getting ahead of myself–first, I can introduce you to the classes by bingeing A Crap Guide to D&D! Because it’s hilarious and carries ALL the vibes. THEN I can show you SoOkayHerestheThing shorts, and Legends of Avantris, and Tales from the Stinky Dragon, and The Chaos Protocol, and–”

She went on and on for so long that Starscream almost began to regret asking. Almost. As even through the copious amounts of scrap being dumped his way, and how easy it could be to tune out, he’d admit it was actually rather interesting. Even the humor was occasionally comprehensible, and he was once again reminded of how similar Hashtag could be to Thundercracker. 

She showed him countless videos about the extensive background and absurdities rampant in this “Dungeons and Dragons”. In a way, it reminded him of when TC would construct an elaborate script and extravagant scenes, only for Starscream and Warp to interject their own additions and deviations. It was ironic thinking of the role a Dungeon Master was supposed to hold as the realm’s god, while the surrounding players could so easily meld, meddle, and masacre their power with complex combinations or inane side quests. Although he supposed if Hashtag was the DM, he would need to dial back such schemes. In fact, if any of the others even dared to derail the objective of her creation he would eldritch blast them into submission! Now if it were Bumblebee…it was far too amusing to tick that bug’s gears to not toy with him a little. Alas, Hashtag said he wasn’t a fan of the game when he’d given it a single shot upon their insistence. Starscream would have to drag that coward into it the next time he could, so he’d at least have one player he could shamelessly terrorize amongst a party of sparklings.

Hashtag’s presentation this time had far exceeded the one about that Hatsune Miku character. Nearing the end, Starscream still felt the urge to acquire one of these rule books himself for all those intricate calculations that she simply couldn’t properly appreciate with how her processor was wired. Not in some attempt to fall into the position of a Dungeon Master himself…as previously stated, it seemed DM’s were far too easily overruled. Although perhaps he could call that a skill issue on the part of others. Starscream could surely do better. He’d rule the world of his magistery with a script so perfect that there simply wouldn’t be any possibility of petty posterings of improvement; or any chance of challenging his direction with whatever absurd bardic tricks notoriously plagued the community!

 Starscream had begun doing a bit of research on his own after Hashtag offered her datapad to him again. While she accessed her own content remotely, and occasionally shared other random recordings she came across. There were far too many depicting Earth dogs. 

Eventually, he noticed she had seemed to be sending messages to her”fam”, as she’d done during their Chess games. Then, Hashtag flicked the silent conversation away to turn to him with a more serious tone about her. That was…unnerving. Surely they wouldn’t try to use her against him somehow. She was obviously just utilizing some sort of dramatic build up for something inconsequential. It was fine. What could she possibly be gearing to ask him that could really require this much apprehension? 

“Soo…” Hashtag lingered on the word as Starscream kept his optics trained on the datapad. “Since we’re uh, y’know, chill, and stuff right now. YOU seem pretty chill, right? Yeah–So I uh, I’ve been wanting to ask about…some stuff. Like maybe your reasons for the insane junk you did for and with the corrupted Emberstone, oooorr…what exactly is up with the chaos glitches you’ve had since. I feel like those are some pretty big things we should talk about. Especially when one of those problems is very much ongoing haha…” She chuckled nervously as she fiddled with her servos.

Ah. This again. Questions around his interaction with the fragmented stone had of course come up with Megatron and Bumblebee, but this seemed a byte different. Starscream wasn’t entirely certain in what way. Maybe it was only because of who it was this time. When the topic had come up with Hashtag previously, it was less about questions and more about venting her frustration. So what sort of explanation would she be looking for? He could go into great detail of his brilliant scheme for New Cybertron and its tragic outcome–but he wasn’t about to roll that dice on how well that would be received after last time. Then she also wanted information regarding his…glitches. That was certainly far too complicated. Especially when he wasn’t even truly sure of the details himself.

Starscream tapped his digit against the datapad a moment before lowering it to glance Hashtag’s direction with a practiced grin and straightening of his wings. “Now why should that be important? We were having a bit of fun, weren’t we? Why spoil that with a topic that is obviously causing you distress by even proposing it?” He offered her datapad back into her restless servos. “Dwelling on such things is silly, don’t you think?”

Hashtag hesitantly took back the tablet, and he hated that her bubbly demeanor was being tainted by her ridiculous insistence on committing to this course of conversation. “No. Star. It’s not.” She said firmly with a stubborn fire in her optics where, for a moment, he saw Skyfire in her place. Even the poorly concealed hurt in her vocalizer that could have only been placed there in an effort to manipulate him into cracking some sort of confession. “I just need some part of this to make sense. In stories, whether professional or a passion project with friends, things always have some sort of reason for why they happen. Even if it seems silly, or excessive, there’s always an explanation, and they’re supposed to end with a satisfying conclusion. But it’s not like YOU have a character sheet for me to reference when you do weird scrap! So I-I guess– I dunno I just wanna know what’s really going on here. That I AM making the right choice by giving you a chance. ‘Cause I still feel like we have a bit of that stuff around…lack of control…in common. But I don’t want to have to keep feeling bad about liking hanging out with you.”

“Well of course you like hanging out with me,” Starscream boasted with a servo to his chassis, “I’m an absolute delight to be around!”

She laughed, but it was dim, and her posture was again far too guarded. “Stop trying to dodge the question, Spaceman.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, Hashbrown.” He smirked at her with a spun lilt to the ridiculous name that he hoped would bring that light back into her optics. 

Yet she only rolled them with a grin, “Pff. Sure. C’mon. I’m not dumb–”

“I never said you were.” He hurriedly assured her. “Far from it! You are the brightest amongst your siblings in fact! Did I mention that you’re my favorite–”

“Stop-stop–” Hashtag interjected while standing and waving her servos. “Please just at least tell me about what the Corrupted Emberstone did to you. We have to trust each other. Whatever is going on seems really dangerous, and we can’t just act like it’s fine, or like, normal crazy. Y’know? It almost made you shoot my head off, Star. I know that couldn’t have been you! I have to know that wasn’t you…”

“It wasn’t! It–” 

Crimson crashed his optics as static blazed across his processor. And he couldn’t remember. What was the name of that blasted creature he’d been aiming for?

Then, Starscream’s wings twitched stiffly in tandem with the smooth strings of lightning he could faintly feel flitting across them. A servo that he’d apparently lifted to his burning optic, slipped from his faceplate as he slowly stood and placed it behind him instead. Then, words were pulled from his voice box before he could even think to ask Hashtag to reiterate her question. 

“It was just as you said, little Terran. A glitch. That inverted Emberstone left a sort of echo that was only further ingrained while I was stuck inside that Titan. The chaotic force it possessed was simply not compatible with my systems, even if it sustained me through the lack of Energon available in isolation. Just like how Energon itself interacts with a human. Sure, it can give incredible surges of energy and empower certain…upgrades, but it is also quite damaging in the long term. It’s an inconvenience, but nothing particularly serious, I assure you.”

Something about that wasn’t right.

There was a pause for far too long as he felt sick. 

Starscream could barely hear Hashtag’s response over the static.

“...I’m not sure I believe you. Your optics aren’t...Are you having one of the glitch episodes right now?”

“Only a minor one. And you can have full confidence that I spoke nothing but the truth. I would never lie to my favorite Terran.” Starscream’s vocalizer danced across the final statement in a way that felt as if he were mocking himself, while placing a servo to her shoulder. It was laughable he could have any amount of fondness for her.

Lightning shot to the servo connecting with her frame as his digits clenched against her plating, and she pushed away. “You’re being REALLY creepy right now!”

Everything went black. If only for a nano-klick, that felt like groons. Weightless, with that familiar pressure. But he couldn’t think straight.

Suddenly he was torn from wherever he’d been, and thrown back into place. Just before the correct optics came online in his helm, he heard a collection of rattling voices all at once. Although they were more of a feeling than words.

Don’t mess this up.

Starscream stumbled and attempted to use the tree in place of his faulty stabilizers, but it cracked, and fell with him. His optics recalibrated rapidly to the light. While he blanked lied on the grass. Trying to remember where he was. 

“Euuuhgh…” He squinted to crispin the violet silhouette hovering over him. Then slowly sat up and tried to give her a grin, and chuckled in a way that probably wasn’t all that reassuring. “Sorry about the…tree there, Amethyst. I…slipped. Remind me…what were we talking about?”

Hashtag’s faceplate scrunched as she hesitated, then swiftly stomped over to inspect his optics. Odd. Then she sighed heavily as she slumped to the ground beside him. “Now I’m MORE confused.”

“About…?”

She dug her helm into her knees and groaned, “What about our conversation do you remember?”

That was a strange question. 

“We discussed alternative designations, and quite a lot about that D&D that we definitely decided we were going to play instead of that other ridiculous excuse for a “game night”. Then you decided to ruin our fun by bringing up Emberstone drama. Right? And something about the fun repercussions I’ve been experiencing, that somehow gifted you with guilt on the matter, I suppose. Which is ridiculous by the way.” His files started to get corrupted again after she’d mentioned his near miss while trying to blast that abomination’s smug faceplate. Hashtag still had a cringed expression. Had he gotten it wrong? His memory couldn’t be the problem here, so what was? The aching in his helm didn’t help with any of this.

“Yeah…and you were uh…telling me what sorta stuff goes on during your glitches. Like…do you see anything when your eyes go all red?”

He couldn’t admit to that. They already kept thinking he was insane. Besides, he knew those things weren’t real, so it didn’t matter. 

“No! No…Wait, do you mean as in hallucinations or just visual distortion?”

“Both…?”

“Well I can see just fine.” Starscream stood and attempted to salvage what apples he could from the downed tree to perhaps draw her attention to the more present predicament. “It’s nothing I can’t handle! You didn’t actually get hurt regarding that fleeting instance the other night, right? These glitches, as you call them, pass quickly enough.”

“But it’s–Oh my gosh…” Hashtag ran her servo down her faceplate. “I guess if you really want to insist on it not being a big deal, I’ll drop it, FOR NOW.” She pointed a digit at him after having stood up to pace. “You NEED to get better at telling us stuff though! It doesn’t help anyone hiding things, even if it’s hard to talk about. Plus I…it’s not just about you, Star. I hate having to be on edge around you all the time. I want to be able to really trust you after everything. But when you do creepy stuff like whatever THAT was that you APPARENTLY just forgot in 60 seconds, or don’t want to tell me what’s going on, or don’t give me any amount of context for why you’re being weird–I’m left to think the worst of it! This isn’t easy for me…and I’m tired of any time we ARE having fun together being tainted by everything else. I know that you can be a softy and a great teacher. But I also know that you’re still a scheming Decepticon, that I can never tell if whatever plot you have is for a good, or bad surprise. I thought I understood what was going on in your head before, but after what all went down with the corrupted Emberstone…I don’t know how much I can trust myself on that anymore. So all I’m asking from you, is a bit of proof that you aren’t trying to hide something to hurt my family that you’d just claim is fine because the laser gun wasn’t actually aimed directly at me.”

Starscream allowed the last apple to fall into the crate before he rested his servo on its edge. That was…a lot, and he was certainly not an expert at navigating all these intricate emotions these kids seemed to learn from the Autobots. He was supposed to find some way to relate to her struggle to receive it in the correct way, according to Bumblebee. The only primary connection he could make was her concern regarding stressing over the worst outcome. But then what could he say to mitigate the situation? Only stating that he wasn’t planning anything against them, would likely be unbelievable and unsatisfactory. He’d had plenty of ruminations against her annoying collective countless times after all; although in significantly less quantity or severity in recent times. Then, he wasn’t certain he trusted himself on such things either. So if HE wasn’t confident in his own intentions, how was he supposed to convince her?! This was impossible…

Then again, one thing he could assure her of was in fact regarding the glitches. He wasn’t hiding the intricacies of its effects for some sort of sinister purpose. It was far more out of concern that they’d perceive him in an even lower sight at the information. He didn’t want to take that risk…especially with Hashtag. Yet it seemed he was doomed either way. 

Starscream in-vented heavily as his wings fell to spite him through the anxious knot in his tank. “Alright, I get that I’m not exactly the most trustworthy mech around, but I…I’ve actually started to appreciate this opportunity. A little bit. It can still be extremely aggravating and I will admit I’ve fantasized about blowing up the place on multiple occasions–But! I wouldn’t actually do that! Anymore…” He chuckled and attempted to get himself back on track before it derailed any further. “Regardless, I promise that I’m not hiding anything of that nature. I’ve only ever used the apparent offensive capabilities of the curse for…retaliatory means.”

Hashtag crossed her arms. “Like against something you totally weren’t hallucinating the other day?”

“Yeeesss…about that…” Starscream tapped his digits together as he struggled to find the correct phrasing. “I keep having odd visions of…” Why couldn’t he get his vocalizer to work out Meridian’s blasted designation? “That human from before who stole the Emberstone for his mass murder machine. He is an extremely annoying little pest, as I am sure you can imagine. Paired with the curse’s occasional enhancement of my more violent impulses, is not exactly favorable. And as you’ve already figured out, I had been attempting to fire upon that stupid spector my processor has been projecting in an increased intensity since my exit from the Titan–or–Terratronus’ helm. I’ve gotten better at ignoring him, but sometimes it’s…difficult.” 

“So you DO see things? Is…” Hashtag paused for a moment as if scrapping a lingering thought. “Are you talking about Mandroid?”

A short spazz of the lightning shot through Starscream’s frame, but he ignored it and snapped his digits together before pointing one in her direction. “Yes! The most infuriating aspect of him constantly plaguing me is the fact that I can’t incinerate him on sight. Then I will also admit that the lapses in memory aren't new. This blasted curse has left many of my files corrupted somehow. Even so, it is not as if these things have left me dysfunctional. I can still operate just fine. Besides, any attempt I’ve made to explain it has…” Another flit of electricity flocked to his frustration at the ordeal. “Would I really be that much of a coward if I said that I just didn’t want to deal with it?! You all already think me some sort of lunatic! Forgive me if I assumed an admission of my apparent insanity wouldn’t be beneficial to my chances of proving otherwise!” 

Hashtag’s optics were wide, but her posture was looser. “Yeah…I guess that makes sense…” Then she approached him to put a servo to his arm for some reason as she looked at his own servo, which she’d slowly pulled down from its aerial position. “Thank you for telling me, and I don’t blame you for wanting to ignore that stuff. I know how horrible it is to have Mandroid in your head.” She looked up into his optics in a way that once again made him see Skyfire for a fraction of a nano-klick. “And this sounds way too much like when the creep was all up in my circuits with his dumb device before, but with like, a different level of jank. You have to ask Wheeljack, or Optimus, or–I dunno! Just-this seems more serious than just normal hallucinations if your files are getting corrupted. Plus what happened earlier was…We really need to figure out what’s going on with this. I don’t want it to make you do something worse…”

He hadn’t thought of that. It wasn’t as if it could control him to that extent. Could it? Well it wasn’t as if he could remember the data needed to answer that question.

A small scoff escaped Starscream’s intake as he drifted away from Hashtag’s grip, which she held as long as he could, like his frame would destabilize as soon as she let go. “I doubt they could be of any help on the matter. Wheeljack has already done plenty rooting around in my circuits, and has already stated his inexperience with processor damage. That Prime can only claim to be an expert on his Matrix of Leadership slag. What befell the Emberstone was an unprecedented catastrophe that would require far more research to decode the extent of its warped nature. And I am not particularly keen on being a test subject for such things…”

Hashtag wrapped her arms around her chassis again, which made his spark ache in that odd way it seldom did. “Could you at least give it a shot…? I am still going to let the others know what you told me, and it’d be better to try something than nothing. I can come with you, if you’re scared of medical exam stuff or something.”

“Please. Me, afraid of something as silly as that?” Starscream laughed and attempted to brighten the mood as he stacked her crates along with his for easier transportation. “Don’t be ridiculous. If it will ease your silly concerns, I’ll do it. Even if the idea of being crammed into that blasted trailer again for the trip is sure to remind me how much I miss my missiles again.”

Hashtag’s smile returned as she relaxed a little, and followed him to pick up a pair of crates to bring to the barn. “Pff, alright, I’ll talk to Bee about it. I’m sure it won’t be that bad. And you never know, maybe since we’ll actually have a bit of an idea of what we’re checking for, we could get at least a little bit of a better idea of how to go about dealing with it.”

“Don’t get your hopes up there, Amethyst.”

“Oh I’ll send you all the good vibes I want, Pietersite. I’m that inspiration gem after all!”

“Hah, I suppose you’re right.”

They soon moved on from the topic as they met up with the rest of the Maltos, who’d completed their own little portion of the chores. Although he later noticed Tag pulled Bumblebee aside to discuss it, he could worry about what that whole ordeal would entail when it came to it. As long as he didn’t have to run into Megatron for such a thing, he didn’t care. To make sure of that, he made certain to inform Dorothy of the situation as well. Since the human had wanted to extend her mediator standing after all. 

These odd occurrences surrounding Quintus’ curse could be sorted out in no time! It wasn’t as if the Emberstone even existed anymore, anyway, and what remained of its original power was now within those cyber sleeves held by Tag’s human siblings. Such an effect as he’s found himself with, was likely only some form of ailment caused by his exposure to the rampant power lingering inside the Titan for all that time. It’d surely lull into obscurity with time.

Although perhaps, now he too was getting too hopeful.

[dragonridernoobie]

Hello

Pls, Starscream and Shockwave x pregnant!reader who is nervous during pregnancy, as she worries about herself and the child and needs support and comfort

And they're nervous because they don't know how to handle a pregnant reader and a baby.

They're all on pins and needles...

I don't know if you mean human or cybertronian, so I'm gonna do human (since it is more chaotic) so, I hope you enjoy and thank you for being Paitent while I did this! <3 (also, I don't know shit about pregnancy, so I tried my best XDDD)

Starscream X PregnateReader X Shocwave

Shockwave

(Y/N) woke up with an upset stomach. They just thought it was the milkshake they drank last night, making their way up.

Sadly though, throughout the day, they kept stopping at the bathroom, heaving and throwing up nothing.

They knew something was wrong. They took some medicine and went to their lover for help.

When he saw the baby in the halofrom, (Y/N) saw something no one had ever seen

(Y/N) went to talk to shockwave that they where sick but Shockwave said they where not.

They did not have a fever or was bleeding.

Que, (Y/N) taking him to the hospital with them to get get checked up.

When the doctor said they where pregnant, they where surpised.

The doctor then pulled out the ultra sound.

He crashed like he was not reacting to (Y/N) or the doctor talking

(Y/N) pinch his arm, and he does not react

When he finally came back to earth, he asked the doctor how this was even possible.

Once he calms down and accepted that he is now gonna have a sparkling, he is actually is quite excited

The doctor was confused since he dosent know Shockwave was a cybertronian and a haloform.

(Y/N) gotta drag him out of the hospital and help him calm down.

In his own unique way.

First 3 months

In the first 3 months, I think he would spend this time looking up human pregnancy's.

He would look up what to expect with the pregnancy, what to buy for (Y/N), what they should eat, Etc.

He would also make inventions that would help (Y/N) when and to check on the baby.

He would spend as much time with (Y/N) when he is not working for megatron.

6 months

God, save this man.

He is having trouble understanding (Y/N)s food cravings.

Like, he would wake up in the middle of the night after resting to just find (Y/N) eating pickles with whipped cream.

He would not question (Y/N) since it'd so co fusing that not even (Y/N) knows.

He is also getting tierd of (Y/N)s food cravings since there where times where he woke up in the middle of the night, (Y/N) trying to wake him.

They always asked for the most random things to.

Like, sardines, spam, watermelon, cookies, sprite, anything really.

Poor Shockwave.

9 months

Shockwave is on edge.

He is actally scared to talk to (Y/N) since they also snap and are emotional.

He knew this would happened since he read about it early on.

It stills scares him though, since he dosent want to deal with an angry (Y/N)

He would also be on high alert about (Y/N) since they can give birth at any second.

They would not leave them alone.

When (Y/N)s water finally breaks, you get to see the rare, rare, rare sight of Shockwave panicking

Have fun XD

Starscream

Starscream was confused when (Y/N) came to him, complaining about how they felt sick.

Starscream would look at (Y/N) from head to toe before saying bluntly they look fine.

(Y/N) new not to argue with Starscream since it would be a lost cause.

I think starscream would agree that something is wrong if he saw (Y/N) throwing up.

When he took them to the hospital for help, he and (Y/N) where shocked when the doctor congrats them for the upcoming child.

Ya, starscream is scared.

He dosent know what to do

What do you mean it will come out of you're Pussy?!?!

Ya, help him.

3 months

In the first 3 months, (Y/N) would have to look up how to prepare for the future baby.

Starscream was trying his best to control his anger issues since he actally wants a sparkling.

So, the first 3 months is starscream controlling his anger issues, (Y/N) looking up how to raise a child, and starscream also trying to get megatron to let starscream have more time with (Y/N)

Surprisingly, megatron allows it but asked for starscream to do more work on the warship.

6 months

Dude, DUDE!

Starscream is panicking.

He dosent understand how (Y/N) can eat so many things and never get full.

He swears, he just saw (Y/N) eat a full jar of pickles, a hole bag of chips, and hole box of oreos and they are still hungry???

Ya, he dosent understand what's happening.

At lest he is treating (Y/N) like a queen.

Willing to go to the store in the middle of the night to get a Cantaloupe.

He is rubbing (Y/N)s feet, rubbing her back, and making sure they are filled on snacks.

9 months

Starscream is scared.

He is not gonna walk anywhere near (Y/N) unless they needed something.

He knows (Y/N) is a ticking time bomb with their emotions.

So, que him keeping his distance but also right next to them incase they drop somtbing or need help.

When (Y/N)s water broke, starscream was actually disgusted to go near (Y/N)

Why are you leaking water????

Wait, the baby is coming now?!??!

At lest he flu you to the hospital

Ya, flue you. In a jet. To the hospital

........

At least the kid as a intresting birth story

[minzart]

I'm the anon that sent the constructicons ask and I swear I meant the Stunticons, my brain is fried rn lol

AH... THAT MAKES A LOT MORE SENSE

I CAN'T EVEN BLAME YOU LMAO XD, I literaly called Reflector, Receptor for the whole of Chapter 10 and only noticed when someone asked if they were the same character bc they were confused XD

ANYAWAS, THE ASK:

Most will never willingly admit it out loud in readers face, ever, they will rater die tan do that, their tsundere levels is diferent tho:

Motormaster is the biggest one of them all, but that's just bc he feels like he was privileged before becoming himself and now not so pampered, followed by Deadend bc he is that much of a pessimist that he doesn't want to call you a creator bc why fucking bother if nothing matter at the end

Then comes Wildrider, but that's just bc he has accepted it and doesn't see the point in stating this to you, to others tho he will use the creator title when needed in conversation without much fuss, Dragstrip will call you a creator if they feel pround of having a conection with you, you win a fight/race/competition, else he acknowledges the title but doesn't see the point in constantly using it

Now Breakdown will have the most slip of tongues, he isn't tsundere about it but he does feel embarrassed to use it bc the other don't/only use in special occasions, so he has a bit of a complex about calling you creator so casualy

They won't necessarily fight to see who is the favorite per see, but they will get fussy if they see blatant favoritism from readers part, and probably one for the reasons everyone think Motormaster is unsuferable is from the jealous strikes he has

Motormaster, Dragstrip and Breakdown, are the three that will have mostly a compete about being the favorite child, MM bc he was assigned leader by Megatron and was yours from the longest time so he feels entitled to the title, DS bc he hates to lose in anything and Breakdown bc you are usualy the one who gently calms him down when he gets an anxiety Spike so he is emotionaly attached

Deadend and Wildride are more "independent" in this case, but will get so smug if they are shown blatant favoritism over the other three, they are the "Luigi wins by doing nothing" duo when it comes to a competition of favorite child

[factual-fantasy]

21 Asks! Thank you! :}} 🏁

I've thought about redeeming Starscream and his brothers here and there somehow. But I think the problem I have with TFP Screamer is he is SOOOOO power hungry.

I think even in season 3 when he got whipped into shape and started being a proper lieutenant, I have no doubt he would snuff out Megatrons spark if he got the chance. I cant see him being loyal to anyone but himself. Or even really believing in anyone else or any other cause.. it feels like he just wants all the power for himself and to do what he wants.

Now if I'm wrong here please correct me- if it actually seems really in character for Screamer (AND his two brothers) to get a redemption arc/proper second chance in TFP then I'm willing to give it a go! :000 I thought it would be fun for them to be a thorn in Megatrons side as stupid lieutenants but an Autobot redemption arc is something I'm always willing to explore! :)))

I think you're right actually, in my opinion I think Ratchet would have a better understanding of internet memes than any other bot.

Some people might think Bee would understand better. But the truth is him and Ratchet are both cybertronians. Just because Bee is younger doesn't mean he automatically has a more based sense of humor. Their level of understanding of internet humor boils down to how much of the internet they have been exposed to. Which I think Ratchet has had the most exposure.

Not that's not to say he really understands it or finds it all funny. But its more like-

Arcee: "What... what even is this image. What am I looking at..??"

Ratchet: "Ah, that is another one of those "meme" things. It is meant to be a humorous image that humans send to each other to make them laugh."

Arcee: "...So.. how is funny..? What does it mean?"

Ratchet: "I have absolutely no idea."

@flutehammer

I have :0 I think I'll only want to watch it if its based around the Octopod and its crew. If it branches out to all the Octoagents I don't think I'll be interested <:/

Monster trucks are not in demolition derby's- <:0 Monster trucks are in Monster Jams and demolition derby's consist of normal sized cars.

As for the separate events, They wouldn't want to be in a demolition derby, cuz that would be painful 💀 but I'm sure a lot of them would have fun watching it :00

And none of them would be able to participate in a Monster Jam even if they wanted to. The bots that would be interested don't have a big enough frame to transform int a monster truck :( but they could at least watch them! Just like Bulkhead and Miko! :)

I imagine that would be very irresponsible of them XD so much for laying low. But I can see Vega, Miata and Zippy daydreaming about it. 😅

@florafandoms

Aww! :D Thank you so much! :))) And I watch a TFP playlist here on YouTube. So far the playlist is still up! :}

@milk-powrit

Actually now that you mention this, all 4 of the factual fam couldn't walk at first after becoming a drawing.

I always meant to draw comics over time of them slowly getting better and better at walking. But never got around to it.

In present day I guess I can say all that development was behind the scenes and they can all walk just fine now <XD

I don't think they'd pull any pranks on me of any kind. They wouldn't want to upset or confuse me in anyway. But boy would they probably mess with each other XDD Jangles and Cici especially.

I couldn't really put the gifs in this ask post <XD but I've always imagined trying to animate my fam and I wanted them to be very smooth and soft looking. Like Disney animation or something James Baxter would animate.

Bibi and Cici especially, smooth and flowy :0 Maybe someday I'll try to animate that....

I feel like Jangles would really dig that :00

@lilylink

AAAAA THANKYOU! :DDD 💞💞💞

I hate to day it, but his voice drives me up the wall 😅💔I cant watch anymore playthroughs of the demo because his voice annoys me so much. <:/

As for the fam. I feel like Gerald might have what it takes. But the other three would be a bit camera shy <XD Bibi especially.

I'm afraid I'm not familiar with the Stephen King or Harry Potter cars.. but I'm sure they'd have an interest in Doc Hudson! :D

I do that once in a while if I get an ask that inspires me. :0 But I don't think I'd want to do that regularly <XD That feels kind'a like I'd be roleplaying which would be kind'a weird for me-

@glitchhayden418

don't call me that 🫵👁️👁️🗡️

Also Walter sounds like a great name XDD But if not that then maybe Timone?

Bibi XDD

@randomfandomarts

There's more than one?? :0 I had no idea! If I could get my hands on them somehow maybe I'd be motivated to read them :000

@beryl-shade

I'd say its Bibi :0 And not just because he's actually the eldest sibling XDD Its also because he is usually the voice of reason and keeps the other 3 out of trouble. 🤭

@digi-vie

AAAWWWWW FLUFFY BABYEEEEEE😭😭💞💞💞

(First link in ask) (Second link in ask)

Aww, she seems so sweet in those two videos! 🥰🥰

Oh boy- I hope they don't make a cruddy movie just for the money 💔

[arceespinkgun]

i'm not sure if we watched the same video about prowl's actions because i remember watching a video like that too. trying to find lore videos about prowl is, i am starting to realize, a bad idea because everyone seemed hellbent on finding many evidences to prove prowl is much more evil than megatron lmao but yeah "making shit up" about prowl is evidently a reoccurring thing.

Is this about this post, where I said I watched one that made a lot of really bizarre statements about the Marvel comics? The video that was about was this one. I've also seen the Basics episode on Prowl that Chris McFeely created, but even that one seems the slightest bit off to me. That one claims that the IDW comics portrayal of his immoral acts was built upon his earlier Marvel portrayal as an "unlikable pragmatist." But was Marvel Prowl an unlikable pragmatist? Even the most questionable thing he ever suggested the Autobots do (creating super powerful warriors to immediately crush the Decepticons on Earth to end the war right away) was backed by half of all the other Autobots! That was kind of the point, that Optimus was afraid the Autobots would fracture because of this disagreement about tactics. Most of the time, Marvel Prowl seemed to be liked and respected by other people around him, having close friends. Even when he was angry, normally there would be people who would agree with him, I mean after he snapped at Jetfire, Jetfire told Buster that Prowl had been right. ...Grimlock, the Prowl hater, maybe should not be counted lol

I hope that I'm not being overly positive about this character, but I feel like I can't possibly be because I went into the Marvel comics expecting to hate him like I hated the IDW and IDW2 characters! Everything I'd heard about him was that he was a prick, so that's what I had expected, only to be confused when I didn't see that. Oh, you know what? I think in the Marvel comics that Emirate Xaaron and Nightbeat hit more of the vibes people are thinking of! Xaaron is a manipulator who had to fight against becoming cold-hearted and viewing soldiers as expendable tools, and Nightbeat is a great person but such a dick to Siren it's hilarious XD

[wishingstarinajar]

How small in Birch?? Or. How tall is Birch?? He looks fairy size. Is he?

xDD I'll take it you're talking about skeleton Birch in this drawing?

He's not fairy-sized, sorry! (Would be cute though!) Skeleton Birch is around 7'2 feet tall while Transformers Birch is over 40 feet tall.

I know it's pretty deceiving in that drawing. My brain stopped working while finishing up that doodle, and I drew the birch trees in the back to robo-Birch's size rather than skele-Birch's. I realized that a bit too late, so that's on me! I have a sketch in the works that does show appropriate-sized trees xD

Me and @stankychee like to think that the Knights of Cybertron are taller than the average Cybertronian, and with Megatron being listed as 40 feet in the IDW comics, robo-Birch is taller than him. And with skele-Birch being a tall skelly already, it's only natural his Transformers version mimics that, too.

Sorry about the confusion!

[brandwhorestarscream]

I'm a bit sad that Arcee is already in Prime because I was thinking a bit about Hindsight and also how much I love Galvatron and Arcee being twins in IDW.

Just imagine what Megatron could have been like with an aunt like that :D

Lmfao that would be the twist of the century. Imagine that.

So like, Galvatron and Arcee likely would've been separated when they were young: their parents were in a secret, illegal relationship, as cross-caste bondings aren't allowed. When they were eventually busted, found to be more than just a master/servant or employer/employee... a lot of really ugly things happened

Their carrier (I always cast the larger of two partners as the carrier for health reasons) is dragged off to the southern side of the planet along with Galvatron, the two of them thrown to the slave market and quickly picked up by some scumbag or other. Whether or not they stay together is up for debate, but there's a chance they were purchased separately.

As for Arcee and their sire? Well 🤭 poor little Cee has to watch her dad wrestled into stasis cuffs and arrested while some mecha wearing a strange symbol picks her up and carries her away against her will. Sparkling Protective Services have seized custody of her on account of her sire being sent to jail. They'll possibly face empurata, possibly imprisonment. Cross breeding is not allowed.

Depending on how decent the sire's side of the family is, little Arcee might end up with family. Adopted by an aunt or uncle. If they're bigoted though, they'd scorn her for being half warframe and shun her from their home, refusing to take her, in which case she'd likely end up in a foster home or orphanage. I don't think she'd spend her entire childhood as a ward of the state, but a decent chunk of it.

I'm imagining she and her brother were really young when this happened. Like, developmentally betweetn 4 and 6, depending on how long their parents were able to hide their relationship. Both poor little sparklings are terrified and confused, ripped from their homes and robbed of their parents and beloved sibling, now all alone in the world. Growing up is incredibly difficult and incredibly lonely--they long to be reunited, but... they’re so little. As time goes on, their memories begin to fade no matter how tightly they try to hold onto them. Recalling their parents voices or each other's faces gets more and more difficult the older they get, and by the time they reach adulthood the traumatic memories of that horrible day have been mostly repressed. They know they were separated from their parents and know they had a twin, but they don't remember a whole lot of details. Their familial sparkbonds have long since gone dormant, and there's no way they could find each other.

Then the war happens, and they make the natural assumption that their family from before is all dead. What are the odds that they survived? Not great, right?

Then (as far as canon goes) Megatron is killed. Cybertron is revived. They can all go home. And eventually Arcee and Galvatron run into each other--and looking into one another's faces for the first time since they were bitties, it brings everything flooding back with startling clarity. The reunion is messy and awkward but they're ultimately relieved to see each other again. But Galvatron is devestated, grieving the very recent death of his beloved only son. Arcee is at first sympathetic and sparkbroken--to think, her brother had a baby! She had a nephew! Or well, she could have had a nephew. She's already lamenting the loss of memories she'll never get to make, of a sweet baby she'll never get to meet and gush to his carrier about how beautiful he is.

Then she just hears her brother murmur, "Oh, my poor, poor little Megatronus..." and her whole reality has to drastically reset XD

Switching gears then, as for Hindsight! Could you imagine? Arcee and Galvatron still being traumatically separated, and only realizing they're related after landing in the third timeline together. It's the first time they really look at each other, and realize. Galvatron is already furious and already hates her for the way she killed his baby in the last timeline, but now? Now he finds out that she's the sister he's been missing since he was so young? It's like an extra slap in the face, the ultimate, miserable betrayal, that the psycopathic sparkling slaughterer that haunted his dreams was his twin. On the other side, Arcee is already grappling with how wrong she was to do that and of course set out to fix it, but knowing that the baby she killed was her nephew and the carrier she wronged was her lost brother, it's just too much to bear

[mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune]

Hazformers Theory: If Blitzwing Is Hinted As A Precious Cinnamon Roll...

[Note: Reading This Post Is Optional, but still gonna be for Mature Audience Readers Only.]

so yeah, most know that Blitzwing is a Precious Cinnamon Roll.

but like what if he had on a Purple Shirt with the Red Words "Precious" on it and have him hold a Cinnamon Roll in his hands.

like picture Blitzwing in his Adorkable Sinner Moth form from The Hazformers AU (which is by Blitzy-Blitzwing) and he is wearing the shirt with the words "Precious" on it and holding a Cinnamon Roll.

and he could be very confused like most Cinnamon Rolls are, as to why he is wearing a shirt with the words "Precious" and holding a Cinnamon Roll.

I think Sari, Angel, Husk and Swindle might understand the meaning before any of the Other Autobots and Decepticons, as well as Alastor.

I would have Alastor wear a shirt that says "Deadly But Precious" and have him hold both a Strawberry and Cinnamon Roll...

which basically says that Alastor The Radio Demon,

is a Deadly But Precious Strawberry Cinnamon Roll.

I wonder if anyone else had this cute yet weird thought pop into their head, like Blitzwing wearing a shirt with the words Precious on it and holding a Cinnamon Roll and looking very adorkably confused.

well maybe I'm the first to have it pop into my head, same goes for making that poll that has to do with Megatron x Carmilla Carmine.

if Megatron and Carmilla ever fought each other, it would be more of a deadly dance between them, like being a mix of them fighting but it looking like a beautiful dance between two powerful yet dangerously attractive beings.

I think even Shockwave and Lugnut would get memorized by the deadly dance between the two.

but yeah, anyway the whole weird but cute idea about Blitzwing wearing a shirt with the words "Precious" on it and while holding a Cinnamon Roll in his hands, had pop into my head.

This Eveningstar Princess Earth Angel will always be Weird, and picturing Blitzwing in a shirt that has the words "Precious" on it and him holding a Cinnamon Roll in his hands is just one of those weird thoughts that ends up coming to mind...

and ya know how the Egg Boiz say crazy stuff all the time and only half of them being true...

well picture them being like this...

Steve The Egg Boiz: The Autobot Government Is Corrupted on Cybertron!

Frank The Egg Boiz: Ultra Magnus Is really the original Decepticon leader in disguise, the same one that Megatron banished and took leadership from a long time ago!

Ralphie The Egg Boiz: Megatron Is Sari's Sire, Carrier and Other Dad!

Fred The Egg Boiz: Lockdown has a crush on Prowl!

I know that the only one of the Egg Boiz was named Frank.

so why not all the other ones Steve, Ralpie and Fred.

and the other one could be called Bert, like him being named Bert by Blitzwing. XD

or Blitzwing could call one of the Egg Boiz by the name "Blitzwing Jr." or B.J. for short.

so in a Crossover Universe in Fanon Timeline...

The Egg Boiz are Frank, Steve, Ralphie, Fred and Blitzwing Jr./B.J. formerly named Bert.

anyway besides that weird and interesting thoughts...

hope some like the idea about Blizwing wearing a shirt with the words "Precious" on it while holding a Cinnamon Roll.

it is one of those what if type of theories...

doesn't mean the thought of it wouldn't still be really cute.

I'm still gonna view that Valentino might have a slight split personality that shows up depending on his mood swings.

and if he had them in Hazformers AU, but doesn't show it.

we could think that it's because Vox and Velvette make sure that Valentino takes some type of pills to keep him from switching between his slight split personalities, but with the whole stuff that has been going on for them, like with Blitzwing...

Vox and Velvette likely forgot to remind Val to take his medicine.

like the time limit on how long Val can go without his pills is long, but at some point he is going to go through his mood swings where his accents from his personalities will give away that he isn't taking the pills...yeah even if that might not really be the case, but it is thanks to the Season 1 of Hazbin Hotel that made me think that Val has a type of split personality thing that he might not be fully aware of.

and Vox as well as Velvette have to remind him to take his pills, to keep him in one type of himself.

he possibly has Three of them, like Blitzwing...

even if Vaggie is a Moth Angel, it doesn't mean all Moth Demons and Angels will end up having a split personality.

Blitzwing and Valentino are just one of those Moth Demons that have the split personalities.

I think Blitzwing's saliva might work differently than Val's.

like Blitzwing's saliva making you feel happy and calm, and just feel like being lazy and relaxing on the floor or couch.

so like the opposite of what Val's saliva does...

the shirt that Val could wear should say Himbo With Adorkable Personality Trapped Inside.

one of his moments when he speaks, does seem to give off that sweet but adorkable vibe, but maybe its just me that views him like that...

anyway hope some like the weird but cute idea about Blitzwing and him wearing a shirt with the words "Precious" on it while holding a Cinnamon Roll... :)

[phoenixcatch7]

Bayverse definitely iconic specially bayverse is the first live action transformers even many flaws(that something hater can't argue)

But concept Allspark just got destroyed is something really got hate from fans self, I meant in films Cybertron existence by two way (we ignore quetensee in last knights because the concept it's confusing) Allspark energy in machine and hatchling.

And they like literally said Allspark is energy and cube is just vessel , and energy can't just gone. But I think something very fatal is that in tf1 the cube didn't allowed touch by human skin, we saw when Bumblebee give Sam cube Sam immediately using his jacket to warping it but then when he somehow active cube to destroy Megatron. How he active the cube and why he not getting radiation from it?

No seriously in tf2 sam got vision after he touches piece of cube but in tf 1 sam look fine after he touches it by his bare hands , is that weird?

Oh my god bay lose opportunity to make sam be more important than just 'legular guy' I meant there's nothing wrong with it but make sam be more important for Autobots by make him new vessel of Allspark is right there.

You know this is always transformers story problem in all media when involved humans, they coward make human be not too much human. Only they using it in tf animated, sari sumdake that not full human

Yeah! For a franchise on its own it holds up pretty well if flawed, but against the actual, bigger transformers franchise the issues become so much more obvious. A surface level watching is good enough, and it's very enjoyable, those special effects are just *chefs kiss* so fun to watch! I liked the first movies best on that front, the amount of detail that went into the designs is incredible!

But yeah, the destruction of the Allspark is something they really didn't work through properly, they make all that talk about energy and then it just sort of dissipates into the ether except when a shard can be plot relevant lol. Not even touching on Quintessa XD. Her wiki page is just wild.

Asdfghjkl I hadn't actually noticed that, but you're right, they made such a fuss about Allspark radiation and how the shards affected Sam, but it's very inconsistent! I guess the radiation they hid with the hoover dam wasn't very harmful but could be detected by cybertronians, which they wanted to avoid. And maybe Sam just needed that little bit extra exposure or time with the shard to trigger the visions? Idk.

AND THEN THEY KILLED HIM OFF SCREEN. Like I get why mikala had to leave, it was a contract issue with the actress, but they really did just kill the protagonist off screen between movies and not really mention it. He had such potential with his story, but tbf I don't think Bay would have used it even if he didn't kill him off. Bayverse doesn't get very deep.

I had to look up Sari, but she's cute, a very interesting concept for sure! I do like the dichotomy between the squishy humans and big metal cybertronians, there's so much to be done with the difference!

[crossleggedonthebarstool]

Just wanna let you know I came across your Demon Megatron x Lonely human Starscream fic concept and I love your writing and the idea. The concept of Starscream being like 'Am I really so lonely I'm willing to do this' while Megatron is confused and surprised that someone would summon him for the sake of affection and company. Sorry If I overstepped any boundaries, have a pleasant day/night =]

thank you for this ask! yeah i think starscream has a mentality of “might as well, you only live once” even if he’s desperate and megatron will (in all interpretations) always be some sort of,,, idiot. don’t get me wrong i love him XD he’s not stupid but maybe a little dense sometimes? haha

[lexicorp]

Absolutely better than the "just cuz" shit. I know when I write my ES fic, particularly in the moment of one on one between Megs and Op, he's more distant and even tosses in a bit of offhanded disses at Megs in his kinda like snark/professional way. Their dynamic is one that fascinates me in its own way, since I relate to the situation of wanting a relationship with someone who wasn't/isn't that great to you.

And starting out on it with no build up or deeper explanation absolutely just bothered me so much 😑 like I've tried to come up with a bunch of theories to make sense of it, wrote a post on it actually, but still it feels lacking. then the IDW and Sky bound shit just is so wack with that. Idk how well IDW Megs redemption was but even if it /is/ done good, it feels plain wrong to not allow Star his own imo.

Probs why when it comes to my SS lore, both of em get a chance, tho it's complicated amongst many levels. Idk if you'd want me to rant on that--prob would have to be its own post istg XD (do plan on an ask blog at some point actually)

And omG dude! SERIOUSLY! Sure, I like the humans in TFP, there, I think they did a decent job keeping the focus the bots with the humans stuff getting in the way at times. And I at least like Alexis in Armada (but lemme tell ya dude when I first started that series I had to go out and back in to make sure cuz I outwardly was like "wtf are with these humans? I signed up for bots bitch idc bout ya dang high school" XD). Or ES with them, like, I don't mind em. I like the conflict note with humans being antagonists. But my lawd would I love more TF shows with just no humans, or at /least/ no human main characters. Just Cybertron lore. Something that really hit everything for me with TFOne dude

That is one thing I can appreciate from Cyberverse (tho I need to finish it), is that they actually didn't have any human main characters. All was about the bots even when on earth which is like 👏nice

The warping reality lore that abusers do really is so universal I think. The abuser trademark- the biggest form of control for them being the ability to have a grip on your sense of what is and isn't and your own mental grasp of right, wrong, and the direction of blame.

Its so ridiculous how it can make you feel insane as everyone is calling you as such, and the fact of the abuser having a truck load of yes-men that they've too manipulated to their wim just is crafted to affirm that statement. Then that inane flat hypocrisy telling someone to be what they are not (like the open minded example), just too furthers the doubt of what the meaning of that thing is.

Then the constant battle between those people on one side and the other just too tends to feel like nothing's even happening.

And even if you have mentioned ur experience before, I very much welcome reiterated expressions of your frustrations^^ it clearly still needs to be let out and said and those things just linger so hard with the confusion thick bullshit like that invoke. Like it makes absolutely no sense, and it's contradictory for ppl you perceive as smart to condone stupid shit. It's like a damn paradox. It sucks, and is tiring as shit.

That perpetual shadow of that risk of mirroring or becoming an abuser rlly is so hard- cuz y'know that cycle loves to repeat itself. Like the characteristic of stubborn "I'm right and I won't let my opinion be changed", could easily slip out after all this time of being told you're wrong and drilled to be so subservient and apologetic for sticking up for your sense of reality. Since it'd come from a rebellious and compounded anger of "y'know what, fuck you". Which is understandable. Even if problematic.

But even if that /could/ happen, being self aware and willing to take notes from those who aren't on the side of your abuser, can keep it from rooting too deep. Like I think that your ability to express your standing on not liking Megatron to be redeemed full stop, while recognizing objectively other possible approaches to a character's forgiveness, is proof that you are doing just fine my friend^^

And man that quote from your fam-- nah that is... /Very/ questionable. Like that sorta statement is an isolation tactic. I very much wish you luck and good fortune navigating that dood ;-;

New meditation strat just dropped

Instead of letting the salt thoughts strict down a river, toss ur problems out Astrotrain's airlock :D

Me, at the entirety of the transformers franchise: wow starscream may deserve a lot of things but not that