#Optimus prime im a failure

[gniteruirui]

Why are you so hard to draw? Maybe if I stay still laying on the floor, I will magically learn how to draw you.

[megapwnus]

each time i see art of rodimus and bumblebee fighting i get closer to sitting down and outlining my hot rod & bumblebee sibling au

[cyberrose2001]

Tfp arcee getting the passionate love she deserves by her female human s/o? Maybe after a long and tiring day arcee just needs some love and relaxation and s/o is happy to assist? Just some soft gay smut.

Scenario please but if you can't, hc's will be fine!Thank you and have a good day/night!!

TFP Arcee x human!fem!reader

this was so sweet and cute aaaaaa im dying,, thank you for requesting, this warms my lil gay heart 💕

Synopsis: The current situation of war is causing Arcee some stress, luckily her human s/o is here to help her relax, in more ways than one.

Warnings: Smut, teasing, dom/sub elements, slight angst.

Word count: 1972

It’s a summers afternoon, the sun still high in the sky. Arcee is in her alt form racing down the seemingly endless highway that leads to Jasper. Today has been long and tiring, she had been assigned with Bumblebee to hunt for one of the Omega Keys, the mission was unsuccessful. Both Arcee and Bumblebee were practically beaten up by Knockout. Not to mention she had been resisting the urge to rip out Smokescreens voice box ever since she returned to base, annoyed by his constant boasting.

She just really needed to get to you and let out her frustrations. This is what she loves about her human conjunx; she could call on you at anytime and you would never hesitate to listen. She was glad that Optimus had let her off for the rest of the afternoon, ignoring Ratchet’s protests claiming that she still needed to recover.

Eventually she parked out the front of your house, beeping her horn a few times. She watched as you peeked through the curtains in the window before making your way through the front door with a smile on your face, an overnight bag slung over your shoulder.

“Hi Arcee!” You greeted, sitting on the soft seating on her alt form, “How was your mission? Did you get the key thingy?”

Arcee is silent for a moment, not going unnoticed by you.

“No, that aft of a Decepticon took it before we had the chance to.” Arcee pulls away from the curb, speeding out of town. You can sense some tension, so you decided not to speak while she was driving not wanting to distract her, hanging on tight as the wind blows through your hair.

-

An hour had passed since Arcee picked you up, only making small talk along the way to her special place. A lake that was hidden by large willow trees with a beautiful back drop of the nearby mountain range, it was so isolated that she wasn’t even sure that other humans knew about it. When you first began dating Arcee, this was the first place she took you to, wanting to share its beauty with you.

On arriving to the lake, Arcee lets you hop off and transforms into her robot mode. Her pedes practically give out as she sits on the ground, leaning against a tree. You make your way over to her, tapping her servo so she can scoop you up and give her a gentle kiss on her dermas.

“Ok, talk to me, babe.” You say, laying down in the palm of her servo, “What happened today?”

Arcee ex-vents, cradling you to her chassis, “It’s just… everything… every time we get an upper hand on the Decepticons, they turn around and ruin all our efforts. We were so close to getting that Omega Key…”

You nod, rubbing one of her digits absentmindedly as you listened. You were very familiar with Arcee’s past and the number of losses that she has experienced at the hands of them, it saddens you to your very core to think about how many tears she has shed over the years of constant battles.

“I know that failure is bound to happen, but when it happens to you so many times… it’s exhausting.” She says, optics looking out onto the lake, “Makes you feel like you’re the failure.”

You stare up at her, eyebrows furrowing. You hate when she talks bad about herself, but you know that she is just venting things about herself she wouldn’t dare mention around the other members of team prime. You follow her eyes towards the lake, you then decided to leap off her servo and grab your bag to her surprise.

“(Y/n)? What are you… doing?” She draws her optics over to you as she watches you strip off your clothes to reveal a two-piece bikini (or whatever you are most comfortable in), shoving them into your bag. Arcee stiffens up at sudden sight of your bare skin, faceplates heating up. It’s not the first time she’s seen you barely naked, but it gets her riled up every single time.

“Come on,” You walk up to her, tugging on her arm, “We’re going swimming.”

Arcee quirks an optic ridge, but reluctantly stands and lets you drag her to the lake’s edge.

“(Y/n), I don’t even think I can swim.” She watches as you dip your toes into the water to get a feel for the temperature.

You scoff, “Have you even tried?”

She thinks for a moment, then shakes her helm, “No? I’ve had no need to. There’s no water on Cybertron.”

You grin, “Well there is on Earth!”

She watches as you walk out to waist deep water, slightly concerned for your safety, but she trusts you. You turn around and beckoned her over with a wave of your arm, before diving headfirst into the warm water.

Arcee releases a breath she didn’t even realise she was holding when you popped back up to the surface, and reluctantly treads into the water. It feels surprisingly soothing to her aching pedes as she walks in further to meet you, not as nice as a hot oil bath, but it’s still nice.

You swim over to her and drag her in, so she is now fully submerged in the lake, giving her a playful smile.

“Hey, can’t swim, remember?” Arcee gives you a playful smile back as she splashes you with some water. Arcee at least knows that the water is not nearly deep enough to be a problem to her, but likes teasing you, nonetheless.

Giggling, you block the water she aimed at you with your arms, then swimming your way over to her to cup her faceplates with your hands, giving her a gentle kiss. Sighing, Arcee returns your kiss, optics closing. You release from the kiss and press your forehead to hers.

-

After half an hour of swimming around with each other and sharing kisses in-between, you both had had enough and decided to return to the shore. Arcee had picked you up and laid you down on her chassis once she herself had laid down, both still dripping wet from the water. A tired sigh draws from your lips, and you lift your head to look at Arcee, a content smile on her face.

You bit your lip, deciding that now is the best time to continue to conversation from before, “Arcee, you’re not a failure.”

Arcee lifts her head up from the ground to look at you, a servo wrapped around your still practically bare waist.

“You are so valuable to the team, and to me.” You place a hand on her faceplate, she in return grabbing it with her other unoccupied servo and pressing a kiss to the palm of your hand, “I want to never make you feel this way ever again. I want to show you how much you are appreciated.”

Arcee’s breath hitches as you press soft kisses to her jawline, then down her neck cabling. Her face heats up as you press a tender kiss to where a humming spark lays in her chassis, traveling down the length of her body. She supresses a moan when you reach her interfacing panel, pressing a single kiss to the plating. It was always Arcee doing the work for you when things got sexual, always putting your needs before your own, she has never fully let you take charge before.

“Let me do this for you, Arcee…” You breathe, gently rubbing against the heated metal.

Arcee releases a breathy moan as she removes the panel, revealing a dripping wet valve. You smile at her moans, knowing that she can finally relax after working so hard lately. You gently rub a finger up and down her folds and Arcee’s hips shutter at the feeling. You lean down and flatten your tongue, licking straight up to collect her fluids that have leaked out.

“(Y/n) …” Arcee stutters, a servo flies straight to her intake to stifle her moans. Another servo moves down to grip your hair. You smile against her valve and swirl your tongue around her clit, loving her taste and her muted moans. But its not enough for you, you need to see her become undone and a complete mess at your hands.

You slowly insert a finger into her valve, unsure of how much she can take. You seem to be doing the right thing however, as you can feel her grip on your hair become tighter. She gasps as you insert two more fingers and then eventually working your way up to your whole hand, completely engulfed in her valve. It made you wonder how big Cybertronian dicks were, you laugh at the thought.

You continued to caress her insides whist sucking at her clit, relishing how she starts to buck her hips into your face. She moves the servo that was blocking her intake and throws her helm back with a loud moan as you let her grind on your now flattened tongue. She practically screamed as she came on it, hips jerking as you let her ride out her orgasm.

You give her clit a soft kiss as you slowly remove your hand from her valve, absolutely soaked in her fluids. Arcee whines as she watches you suck one of your fingers clean. You press kisses up her thigh plating until you were standing up.

“You don’t think I’m finished yet do you?” You playfully lick your lips as you slowly pull your bikini bottoms down. Arcee watches with wide optics as you then take your bikini top off, mesmerised by the soft breasts she’s once described to you as ‘Earths greatest invention’. She leans forward to sit up, bringing you closer to her helm so she can pepper them with kisses.

You moan softly, but then gently push her helm away, “Nope, lay back down.”

“(Y/nnnn) …” Arcee whines, falling backwards to lean her body weight on her elbows, “You know once those are out, I can’t resist.”

You ignore her as you move one of your legs over hers and sit down, her valve now flush against your own pussy in the scissoring position. It was difficult to position with Arcee’s sheer size compared to your body, but over time you figured out what was best for both you and Arcee.

“Primus!” Arcee cried out as you began to grind your heat against her clit, her own fluids providing plenty of lubricant. You moan out her name as you began to grind faster, hands firmly on the lower plating of her chassis to stabilise yourself. You watch as Arcee throws her helm back again, knowing that she was still so sensitive.

“Arcee… ughn...” You moan out. From the look on Arcee’s face, her praises and the feeling of grinding yourself on her valve, it doesn’t take long for you to finish. Your hips shaking as you draw out your own orgasm. Arcee hits her orgasm at the same time, dermas parted as her body jolts and shakes from the overstimulation. You pant hard, removing yourself from her valve, a sticky line of both of your lubricants connecting you together.

You crawl up to Arcee’s helm, laughing softly as you poke the side of her faceplate, “You ok, babe?”

Arcee weakly lifts her head, wrapping her servos around you and giving you a passionate kiss, you gladly accept the kiss, a soft moan escaping from you. Arcee pulls away and gives you a kiss to your head.

“You’re fragging amazing.” Arcee sighs, rubbing your bare back with a servo, “Thank you. I really appreciated this.”

You smile, pecking her lips again, “Anytime…” You rest your head on her chassis, “I love you so much, Arcee.”

She smiles down at you, “Love you too…”

[detritiviolet]

you keep skibidi toileting me and im doing this to you

thats not even optimus prime, it has the silhouette of a gundam and clearly does not transform 2. that is unnecessarily cruel and shows a failure of parenting 3. fuck you Karl

[scribe-of-hael]

Spoilers for Transformers Animated:

I just finished this show for about the second time in my life. It left such an impact on me that I remember every single episode. It was one of the only show I had watched at the time and only till this year did I watch Prime and newly release Earth spark.

If you want to get into tranfomers this is one of the shows I really deeply tell everyone to watch. This show had so much love poured into it. The fact I recently found out it was canceled shatters my heart .

I could love as a child thinking it was just the intended ending but now knowing that there could have been and WAS going to have future seasons makes me so heart broken.

The story, characters and the world is amazing. A very differnt take on tf world and lore however still very entertaining.

Favorite performance was Tom Kenny as Starscream, who did a wonderful job as my failure devious jet. Tfa starscream was the reason he became my favorite. I have this show to thank for me love for robots and mechanics. (Besides power rangers)

My fav character though. Is prowl. Who had the most growth from start to finish. Even now as adult, seeing Prowls sacrifice crushes me. Even now im so upset at the finale episode.

So much left uo for question. And even more angery that a cheering crowd is there when Optimus and his team return. But Prowl laying peacefully in a casket. When his death should be moured over the victory of meagtrons defeat. In my eyes at least.

I know there is a fan projects that continue this story from what scripts and related info there is. But I can't help but feel so robbed. Only outs more angery toward companies and networks that sniff these things out. I can only imagine one of the bug reasons might have been veiws but mostly the toy sales. Which the whole reason for really making TF shows is to keep up the product.

In the past two months I have learned more about TF and its Fandom that I ever had in my life. I love this Fandom, I'd say it's become in my biggest comforts next to Dragon ball.

Just wanted to ramble a bit

[cosmics-beings]

Oh i certainly agree, which is why i think predacons rising was shit

i should've added that yes, while i think megatron does deserve to be redemption it has to be done well. at the end of tfp, he did absolutely nothing to get the redemption he deserved. like i do empahtize with him on the fact that he was an oppressed person and was a slave, but he also turned around and did the same thing to others. he enslaved others practically, he oppressed others. he was a violent person because he LIKED it at a point. and there were many times he could've re-worked the decepticon cause and made them more peace focused but he never did. toward the end of it all, all megatron cared about was his rivarly with optimus and that's it. he didn't care about the cause.

so i agree and i should've clarified that more. i don't think he deserved the scotch free, redemption he got in predacons rising ESPECIALLY since he abandoned starscream who was extremely loyal to him. and not just abandoned him but yelled at him in front of others.

that was awful writing and megatron didn't deserve any symapthy at that moment because he didn't work for it. if tfp continued (and not rid) then i think an actual redemption arc shoudlve been fleshed out

also a big thing for me, is that megatron isn't ever fully redemeed if he doesn't make up or at least, act sympathetic toward starscream. this is a failure in all redeemed megatrons in transformers that have hurt starscream. even in idw, megatron gets a really good redemption and gets to life a happy life but he also never is held accountable for how he treated starscream. the same thing is in prime.

ideally in tfp i just wish that megatron in that moment, apologized to starscream and asked starscream to come with him instead of abandoning him to the autobots. because i think that at least in tfp, their narratives should've kept on intersecting so they could have healed or 'fixed' each other, because if they were both going toward the path of redemption i think that could've worked. especially if megatron truly realized that how he treated starscream was wrong.

anyway - at this point im rambling. but i agree and i totally should've made that more clear. if he's gonna be redeemed it actually HAS to be a good redemption

Starscream deserved better.

The more and more transformer media I consume the more angry I get at the treatment of Starscream. He’s just desperately trying to survive.

OH YEAH BUT MEGATRON, THE ABSOLUTE ASSHAT?? The ABUSER?? He gets a redemption arc!!! Literally fuck OFF.

‘The decepticons are no more bc I now know what it’s like to be oppressed :(’ fuck off. The reason you are the way you are is because you liked the power. He already knew what it was like to be oppressed, because that was THE WHOLE FUCKING PREMISE OF THE WAR!

I haven’t finished the series but I’ve seen enough from previous iterations to know that this bullshit is going to drive me insane. Here’s an idea: stop giving abusers redemption arcs because you think they’re hot. How about we give redemption arcs to the victims (starscream) instead. OR JUST KEEP THEM BOTH EVIL! IDFC! BUT DONT MAKE IT SEEM LIKE STARSCREAM CANT BE REDEEMED AND MEGATRON CAN. Blatant victim blaming.

EDIT:

Fuck you megatron simpers, if you were a decepticon and real etc. he’d fucking abuse you beyond the point of breaking. He’s an abuser. Deal with it.

[csilis]

Here I am once again promoting my fanfic! This time I can offer review exchanges too as I ran out of fics and can't find anything nowadays. So if you're interested just give me a pm!

Road to redemption

Chapters: 21/?

Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types, Transformers: Prime

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Relationships: Megatron (Transformers)/Original Female Character(s)

Characters: Megatron, Original Female Character, Original Male Character, Optimus Prime, Bumblebee

Additional Tags: no beta we die like cliffjumper, i wanted a redemption fanfic so i wrote one, did i mention i suck at english grammar?, Xenophilia, if im not mistaken, Slow Burn, i guess?, stuck in a different body, Human Megatron - Freeform, Alien/Human Relationships, Redemption, Robot/Human Relationships, anger issues, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-Episode: s03e13 Deadlock (Transformers Prime), Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Human/Transformer Relationships (Transformers), Megatron talks about his feelings, Reconciliation, Ice Skating, Megatron & Elisabeth & their sexual tension, Fluff and Angst, Idiots in Love

Summonary:

Megatron thought his fate was to rule over Cybertron as he meant to be from the beginning.

Now he is ripped from everything he used to know (thanks to a certain scout) as he's stuck in a human body that belonged to someone else. Starting again from the bottom, he is determined to reverse whatever happened, no matter the price.

But Primus may have even more surprises in store. Starting with the stubborn human female, Elisabeth Osborne, who makes him question everything he believed in.

Snippet (just to be really fancy):

“It was. I still miss him these days and think about how I failed him. I should have warned him instead of arguing and ignoring his feelings.” Because that’s what he really felt. Failure followed him like a shadow; always there to remind him what they said to them in the mines.

“You will never be bigger than the shadow you cast.” And since in the dark they didn’t have shadows, it only fitted them. They will never be bigger than nobody’s. But he wished to be, fought to be bigger.

“I know what you feel as I failed Merlin. I should have never left him” she said, putting a hand on his shoulder. “But you cannot change some things. You can only accept the consequences.”

“After he died, no one asked me how I felt. How much it pained me to lose him” he said looking away, into the distance, while a knot formed in his throat. “You are the first one to be ever interested in me, not the ideals I hold.”

“I think it’s because you let me see more than your ideals. You let me see the person behind the façade.”

[saharzahids]

Starkid Rewatch: Starship 🚀 🌌

Buggette is the best insect out of all of them fight me

Joey had a whole ass glo-up from avpm to starship

FLATTERY WILL GET YOU everywhere

I'm a simple woman. I see denise donovan flip her hair once in a motorcycle helmet shot and I fall in love

Shy-ence officer

Taz can step on me please

It took me so long to figure out krayonder and Snape were played by the same person

I would die for tootsie noodles

I heard he once took down a bird of prey with his bare hands. He's got bear hands?!

What a dumbass I love him

Up is the definition of looks like he can kill you but is actually a cinnamon roll

protect him

You're not a failure. Overall

HE HAS THE RANGE PT.2

Find you someone who looks at you the way tootsie noodles looks at commander up

Oh I've heard of your dad. Yeah, I'm his son

I know he's evil but junior is brolden's best look in all the shows

You're sweet, like sugar...or whatever they put in candy

Meredith's robot noises. Thats all I have to say

That thing is an R-O-B-O-T, man! You can't fool me with numbers krayonder

I love my lovesick country pumpkin son who once had a flirtatious relationship with a stack of hay who turned out to be his cousin

que pasa you piece of SHIT

Dylan's switch from tootsie noodles to pincer is real talent

He has a backup moustache im-

Thank you, sir. I am a tough bitch

Megagirl's scanner noise 😂

Donde esta la robota

we deserve bubbles on our skin

Starkid couples really are always malewife/girlboss or two complete dumbasses

Dylan and meredith really do do the best duets

Optimus prime

It's meredith stepien appreciation hours lads

Damn that G.L.E.E, they're always making twisted abominations of everything

This emotion was downloaded from the interweb and it could have viruses, are you sure you want to open it?

Please give brian more solos

#justiceforbuggette

Joey's face when february kisses bug

You know the one

He proposes with a ring pop 💍

I now pronounce you - man vs machine. FIGHT

[friccafracc]

Ayoo, finally wrote a continuation. Even included @cookienerdzzz​’s Polaroid… hope you like it<3

Alright. Line of sight’s clear, weather’s good, and Optimus is completely unaware of their presence. They’ve got this in the bag. Gearshift maneuvers themself along the dropoff along the hillside, obscured by the bushes and trees as they make their way closer to their quarry. Almost inexplicably, Optimus had transformed into rootmode somewhere along his usual patrol route and wandered into the nearby woods, apparently not learning his lesson that he really shouldn’t patrol all on his own. Ducking behind some thick foliage, Gearshift watches as Optimus wanders seemingly aimlessly through the thicket of trees, stopping briefly to stare off into the middle distance. They take this moment to get a little closer, ducking behind a large boulder when Optimus turns around to look at more of the forest. When Gearshift looks back out in the open, they see Optimus turning a corner so he’s completely hidden by the tall dropoff and they curse. As quickly and quietly as they can, Gearshift sneaks to the rough surface of the dropoff and peak around it to find… nothing. Cursing again, they turn their helm this way and that to find any sign of where Optimus might’ve gone but fin nothing. They creep into the clearing, still looking around for their quarry and listening for any sign of him but find nothing.

  “Damn, where could ‘e ‘ave gone?” Gearshift mutters, hands planted on their hips.

  Before they know it, they’re landing flat on their back with a loud “clang” into the dirt below in a complete daze.

  “I had a feeling I’d see you again,” Optimus’ steely voice rings in their audials.

   After the initial shock wheres off somewhat, they open their optics back up to see Optimus looming over them with his optics narrowed into slits, glaring daggers into them that send a chill down their spinal strut. Gearshift digs their hands into the ground as their sparks whirls quickly in their chest.

  “I’m not gonna go down so easy this time,” Optimus grits his denta together keeping Gearshift’s optics on his face.

  Gearshift’s processor comes to a quick halt as their fuel lines burn with the rapid rush of energon quickly flooding their faceplate and all they can think is, “Dear Primus help me-”

  “Heh,” Gearshift’s mouth works faster than they can think and they say, “Pretty n’ smart. Ah was right. Yer a real catch, Optimus Prime.”

Thankfully, that’s enough to give Optimus pause, leaving Gearshift enough room to kick back out of Optimus’ reach and land as best as they can on their pedes with one hand resting on the cable at their hip. Not missing a beat, Optimus lets his faceplate snap shut and antes up for a fight, his servos tightening into fists and his optics pierce into Gearshift’s very core, watching for the first sign of movement. Gearshift swallows down their nerves and tightens their servo on the cable as they widen their stance. This, already, is not going how they planned but they know that they at least have a good few minutes before Optimus’ team rolls onto the scene. Even when they do finally show up, Gearshift has a plan ready for them.

  With a quick vent, they whip out the cable towards Optimus who predictably leaps out of the way towards the high dropoff. Gearshift lets the cable fall as they rush into Optimus’ space while his optics are still on the cable and knocks into him, sending them careening into the dirt. A large cloud of dust engulfs them as they struggle against each other, Optimus getting a few blows in against Gearshift’s chassis making them grunt in pain. They reach above Optimus’ helm and snag the cable, bringing it up to wrap it around Optimus’ wrist while leaving themself wide open for a blow to their chest that knocks the air from their vents. Tugging back on the cable, Gearshift manages to immobilize one Optimus’ caught hand as they push him to the ground. A flash of blue lights up in their peripheral and they manage to dodge just in time as an energy ax sweeps through the air at them, making them let go of the cable as they leap back. Optimus quickly rises to his pedes and almost casually twirls his ax in one hand that has Gearshift ignoring the jump in their spark. They laugh nervously with a small shrug which gets a curious look from Optimus before they dive back into the fray.

  This time, Optimus is more than ready for them and Gearshift learns just how dangerous he can be. As Optimus bears down on them, blow after the blow blazing through the air with vicious speed and laser-like precision, Gearshift can’t get a single shot in as they become overwhelmed with the task of just dodging Optimus’ ruthless attack. Gearshift tries to reach for the cable only for Optimus to kick it out of the way and swing his ax back up to get them far away from it and that’s what does it. A very clear realization strikes Gearshift, on that had been forming during this entire fight that boils down simply to that Optimus isn’t trying to kill them. Every time he swings his ax, even when it’s just to get Gearshift away, it’s aimed at non-vital parts of their body, staying well away from their head and spark. It takes not just training but serious effort and consideration to fight a bot like that, so much so Gearshift almost feels flattered. Optimus isn’t so much treating this as a life or death fight, but a high-stakes sparring match.

  Getting their second wind, Gearshift rolls their shoulders and puts up their fists just as the sound of approaching engines rumble through the air. In no time at all, Optimus’ squad is breaking through the trees and flanking Optimus on either side ready for a fight. Gearshift, more than expecting this, reaches to their hips to get… nothing. They pat their body for a moment to find it but come up empty so they look down briefly just to confirm that it really is gone then look back up to see a very smug Prime.

  “Looking for something?” Optimus quirks his hips and pulls out Gearshift EMP grenade and tosses it casually in his hand.

  Out of nonlethals, now in a five to one fight, and without a clear escape, Gearshift was starting to run out of options.

  “Ha, Ya definitely know how ta keep a bot on their pedes, that’s fer sure.” Gearshift puts their servos up, wracking their processor for something they can do, “T’aint over yet though.”

  That puts them all on edge, tensing in preparation for the next attack.

  “Ya think I wouldn’t’ve prepared for somethin’ like this?” Opening a panel in their arm, they hover a servo over the exposed panel while looking Optimus right in the optics as they drawl out, “Yer right where ah want ya, Optimus.”

  Optimus and his team all begin to look around for the unknown threat and when all optics are off of them, Gearshift turns tail and runs as fast and far as they can until they hit a clearing and transform into their altmode. They make it all the way back to their ship when they hear the sound of engines giving chase behind them. Gearshift leaps into their transformation sequence and runs as soon as they hit the ground into their ship. Without hesitating, they hop into the pilot’s seat and prepare to lift off. Just as the jets rocket them up into the sky, they see Optimus’ team rushing towards their ship but they won’t be catching Gearshift today. Stars explode around them as their ship breaks through the atmosphere and they fall back into their seat with a heavy sigh to stare out the viewport. Another day, another failure.

  With heavy pedes, Gearshift walks in sluggishly and slumps into a chair then puts their helm on the table. A cube of actual energon gets set in front of them and they look up to find Smokebox smiling that masked smile of his, looking far too amused for his own good. They pick up the cube and take a long drink of the energon quickly, the familiar warmth that comes from real energon brings them some comfort and they nod their thanks to Smokebox, feeling a little better. A weight suddenly rocks the table, startling them out of their stupor and Gearshift looks to see the familiar white paint job with rainbow stripes of Polaroid, a far too round and friendly mech for these parts.

  “Heya, Gears,” Polaroid greets them with his usual upbeat attitude, “Why so glum?”

  Gearshift groans and plants their face back on the table as Smokebox chuckles off to the side.

  “Gearshift is havin’ themself a bit o’ trouble with that quarry a’ theirs,” Smokebox explains with a knowing look shot at Gearshift.

  Gearshift glares at him which only succeeds in making Smokebox laugh and shake his helm as he sets his tray off to the side before pulling up a seat to join them.

  “A quarry?” Polaroid perks up at that and with a bit of concern adds, “Who’s it this time ‘round?”

  “Optimus Prime,” Gearshift mutters, taking another sip of the energon, savoring the taste.

  Polaroid stiffens at that which is odd to Gearshift but never one to pry they let it go.

  “What’s got ya so invested in ‘im?” Polaroid continues.

  “Probably quite a few things ah reckin’,” Smokebox teases with a nudge of his elbow against Gearshift’s arm.

  With a pointed glare at Smokebox, Gearshift says to Polaroid, “T’aint like that, Poly, ah swear. That Prime’s jus’ worth a good deal o’ credits.”

  “Right,” Smokebox drawls while leaning back with his arms crossed, looking no less amused.

  “Not like…”  Polaroid takes a moment to consider what they mean then smacks his servos on the table, startling Gearshift all the while beaming brightly at them with a shine of understanding to his optics.

Gearshift, realizing the conclusion he’s come to, puts their servos up and shakes their helm as they frantically insist, “Ah said it wasn’t like that! Cuz it ain’t.”

  “Ya got a crush!” Polaroid declares loud enough to rouse the sleeping mech in the corner, “Ya got a crush on Optimus Prime!”

  “No!” Gearshift stands up, pointing sternly at Polaroid, “‘e’s got a bounty on ‘is helm the size of Luna 2. That’s it. Plain n’ simple.”

  Polaroid just puts a servo over his mouth and snickers. Smokebox pats their arm, getting them to look at him.

  “Settle down n’ drink yer energon, kiddo,” Smokebox sighs and leans against the table, “Ya have t’ admit that there’s at least a ‘lil somethin’ more goin’ on here than a regular ol’ bounty.”

  Gearshift clams up and sits down, feeling the heat rise on their face as energon floods their faceplates. They try to hide it behind the cube of energon, but it’s too late, the damage has been done.

  Smokebox studies Gearshift for a moment then clicks his glossa, “Maybe ya should take a break from catchin’ this Prime. Take on another job n’ clear yer head.”

  Slumping in their seat, Gearshift swirls the energon in its cube before downing the rest of it and setting the empty cube on the table.

  Polaroid pipes up, “Ya shouldn’t beat yerself up too much, Gears. Y’know yer a pit of a bounty hunter but this one’s jus’ gettin’ away from ya cuz yer invested in other ways.”

  Gearshift slams the table with one servo and shouts, “Ah told ya ah’m not-”

  They cut themself off cold and lean on their elbows on the table and put their face in their hands. Sucking in a deep vent, Gearshift lets it out slowly and pushes back off the table to get up. When they start to get out the credits to pay for the energon, Smokebox puts a servo up and shakes his helm.

  “Y’ve had a rough day, kiddo,” Smokebox offers them a kinder smile and cleans of the table before getting up himself, “This one’s on tha house.”

Gearshift nods and offers Polaroid an apologetic look who waves them off.

  “Ah’m headin’ upstairs,” Gearshift calls over their shoulder, “Ah’ll see ya ‘round, Poly.”

  “Rest up, Gears,” Polaroid calls back before heading out.

  They lay on their berth and shut their optics tight, trying to put the day out of mind but no matter how hard they try, they keep coming back to those blue optics staring them down without speck of fear. Deep down they know they’ve lost but they’re not about to admit it, not just yet. In the darkness of their room, they fall into a fitful recharge.

  The next morning, while Gearshift is still groggy from a bad recharge cycle and Smokebox hasn’t even opened his doors for business yet, Polaroid comes in looking frantic. Polaroid vents heavily as he recovers from driving hard over here while leaning against the bar. Gearshift can tell he drove hard from the smell of burning rubber lingering around his frame. Before Gearshift can get a word out, Polaroid has them by the shoulders with a very troubled look on his face. Gearshift embraces him back, worry rising in their spark and waits for Polaroid to gain back enough ventilation to speak.

  “Yer crush is in trouble!” Polaroid spouts when he finally can, still a little breathless.

  Gearshift tenses and on reflex says, “Ah told ya, ‘e’s not-”

  “Don’t matta’ which way that credit falls, Gears,” Polaroid cuts them off as his expression turns almost apologetic as he says then next thing in a much more gentle tone, “Lockdown’s got ‘im.”

  Gearshift’s optics go wide and without thinking, they’re out the door running to their ship. ------------------------- BITCH IM!!!!!!!! OKAY HEART EYES, MOTHERFUCKER AAAAAAAAAAAA

[bitegore]

Rodimus angst headcanons? bc let's face it you are at least the angst master if not the angst king

anon im blushing. i appreciate you

Rodimus lays awake at night, not recharging, because he can’t make his processor stop replaying all of his past failures. Every last failure. Even things that weren’t failures, or weren’t his responsibility. 

He keeps getting yelled at by various medics (cough cough, RATCHET, cough) for not sleeping enough. He blames his failures for that, too. 

TALK ABOUT A GUILT COMPLEX WHOO BOY. Every dead Autobot he’s ever spoken to is his fault, somehow. Not seeing through Dealer is clearly a moral failing of his. He’s the WORST Autobot. How could anyone like or trust him? Rodimus is clearly THE WORST and he doesn’t understand why no one else sees it. But that must mean that he’s good at hiding it, right? But now he has a ship under his command, oh shit oh shit, at least he has Ultra Magnus, but he can’t let them see that he’s the Worst, he’s gotta be perfect– so instead he pretends he’s all happy and friendly and oh shit oh no oh fuck now they think he’s childish and now there’s Megatron?? on board his ship oh fuck oh SHIT  clearly EVERYONE agrees hes the worst Autobot there is. 

When Getaway kicked him off the Lost Light for being a Megatron sympathizer, it hit him real fucking hard because of that, and it made him way more defensive of his position as an Autobot and more tenuous about it at the same time. Because finally, someone who saw him for what he really was (the Worst) and recognized that he was the Worst (rip), and then they. got rid of him. took the things that were his, even though in Rodimus’s mind they Shouldn’t Have Been, but now! everyone! is still! looking to him for guidance!!! fuck!! So he pretends Getaway was wrong, even though he doesn’t think Getaway was wrong, but he’s . hurt, you know? and that’s part of why he tries to save Getaway despite all of what Getaway did. To prove the point that he’s not as Bad as Getaway knows he is, deep down.

(He’s not actually The Worst at all. He just has a godawful case of impostor syndrome in my headcanons. its because hes technically a prime but hes not “as good as Optimus” so cleeeeeearly he’s not good at all, RIP)

 Rodimus isn’t actually that good a friend to Drift. He keeps looking at Drift and seeing someone who he could have been and it hurts him inside and so he just. He keeps being cold and dismissive towards Drift and then flipflopping from that to very attention seeking because Drift has a surprising amount of patience for Rodimus, mostly because he gets it, somewhat. On Rodimus’s side of things, he feels really bad about this, because he’s well aware he’s treating Drift badly, but on the other hand, sometimes just being around Drift makes him want to purge, or yell, or hit things, and then he runs off and doesn’t go be around Drift and then the cycle repeats. 

He’s not a great friend to anyone else, either. Not for any particular reason–it’s not that he’s not friendship material–but he keeps flipping between “I can be friends with people” and “I’m deceiving these people and I need to get away so they can be around real people instead of garbage like me,” and that just turns into him being an extremely unreliable friend. 

Back during the Dealer debacle–let’s go back to that for a bit–back when Dealer happened, and after they found out about his trickery, Rodimus (then Hot Rod, of course) went home and sat in his room and broke all his mirrors because for a while there he couldn’t stand to see the face of the person who got every single person on his team that wasn’t a Decepticon killed. Because of course it had to be his fault. Everything was always his fault. I have had this headcanon for so fucking long, man, you have no idea. 

He’s actually got this really deep thread of self-loathing that runs through everything he does. So deep. Like to the point where should someone start trying to tell him he’s worthless he’ll just. agree. mentally. But he’s Got To Be Perfect™, so he would deny it outwardly and put on this deeply self-absorbed and self-satisfied facade to try and hide it. He refuses to talk to Rung about this for reasons of Captain Must Be Perfect; he really should, because he desperately needs a fucking therapist. 

or an outlet of any kind that isn’t deadly risk

because of course Rodimus uses the thrills he seeks out as a way to self-medicate like me because if he’s so high off an adrenaline rush he isn’t thinking about anything other than the parts of him rushing with cold impact pain and the heat of the fire and the desperate last-ditch shit he’s got to do, then he feels more alive than he’s ever been. But it keeps building up. And he keeps needing more. And that terrifies him, sometimes, because he sits down occasionally and just realizes that it’s not going to stop until he kills himself chasing another adrenaline high, because one day it’s going to get to that point, because the stakes and the risks keep getting higher and he’s just getting older and stiffer and he’s not getting better but he needs the rush like he needs to breathe, and it’s just. not. working. 

he really hates the color green. that’s not really angst but it is a long-standing headcanon of mine that i wanted to put here. it kind of reminds him of Zeta Prime, but also he just thinks it’s ugly.