#TFA Lugnut

[ros-vaigach]

FAT ASS LUGNUT

[klaudia96art]

Decepticons Evil or good.. 😈

[devils-yui]

yeah, whatever *flattens you*

[transformersxreader]

TFA Yandere Megatron x Femme Reader

Purple means flashback

For as long as (Y/n) could remember, she has always been on the run.

Run from what? You ask....

The leader of the Decepticons, Megatron.

(Y/n) grips her hands together trying to ease her nerves, at the moment she was trying to fix her ship. The wires and screens kept glitching out making loud alarm noises, not helping her. (Y/n) once fixing the issue, collapse onto the floor letting out a sigh of relief.

Why couldn't Megatron move on.... Why search for her? (Y/n) wrap her arms around herself, memories flashing back into her head

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"Lady (Y/n). Our lord Megatron is ready for you."

Lugnuts voice booms out making (Y/n) flinch, she gave the large Mech a small nod.

Taking one last look at herself in the mirror, she felt tears forming. Her color scheme completely change, her amor was a bit more intense for her. (Y/n) was not herself just the last bit of herself she could see was her deep blue optics.

Lugnut waits patiently for (Y/n), letting her walk out first, following behind. (Y/n) felt more sick and nervous when they started to get closer and closer to the throne room.

The doors slide open revealing many decepticons in each side, they stood in their positions. (Y/n) head was low, too scared to face him.

Lugnut leans to (Y/n) side and whispers, surprising her

"My lady, you must rise and face to our lord."

(Y/n) nervously looks up to see everyone in the room staring at her. No one makes a sound, (Y/n) looks towards the middle, and with a steady moment walks forward, Lugnut slowly follows.

(Y/n) half way to the throne see Megatron, he looks terrifying as usual but the one thing that made (Y/n) ease up was his small smile.

Megatron reached out a servos for (Y/n) to grab, which she hesitated but accepted.

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*Beep* Beep* Beep*

(Y/n) notice her lack of attention she hears another alarm, picking herself up typing onto the screen the see the problem.

Another ship? But this one different?

She can't risk it.

She needs to leave.

Just as (Y/n) was placing in new coordinates, a loud bang was heard making the ship shake harshly, knocking (Y/n) back

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"Do you lord Megatron take (Y/n) to be your lawfully wedded wife? Till death do you part?"

Megaton grips (Y/n) hands tightly

"I do."

"And do you (Y/n)? Take Megatron to be your lawfully wedded husband? Till death do you part?"

(Y/n) looks up to Megatron, deep into his crimson optics. She opens her mouth be no sound came out, but when Megatron grips a bit more tightly she spoke up with a bit a crack voice

"I-I do...."

"I now pronounce you husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride."

(Y/n) felt Megatron warp his arm around her bringing her closer, their lips connect making all the decepticons cheer.

"ALL HAIL LORD MEGATRON!"

"ALL HAIL QUEEN (Y/n)!"

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(Y/n) came online, but she couldn't move.

Oh no...please....

"Hey, you're awake."

A voice echos out, (Y/n) tries to move her body but couldn't, her optics move to the side trying to get a glimpse of who ever was there.

A light was shined on her face making (Y/n) close her eyes, the light is moved away letting her see her kidnapper.

(Y/n) breathe hitch in fear

"L-lockdown..."

"Hey you remember me, that's nice it's been a long time hasn't it, last time I saw you was at your wedding."

Lockdown was fixing up some of his weapons, (Y/n) lets out a steady breath.

"Please. Please don't take me back."

Lockdown stops and faces to her

"You know Megatron is paying a really high price for you. An offer I can't refuse."

(Y/n) lets of a cry and begins to panic and tries to escape making lockdown come forward holding up a gun like machine, making (Y/n) halt her movements.

"Shhhhh. Can't have you stressing out all the way to Megatron, here relax."

A small puff of cloud comes out of the machine making (Y/n) cough a few times her optics feeling heavy and slowly goes to stasis.

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(Y/n) sat motionless in her very own throne chair, Megatron sitting in his own as well.

Each loyal follower of Megatron steps up cautiously to present you a gift or bows to you in respect.

Megatron would just nod to each soldier and (Y/n) would a least thank everyone slowly with a low voice.

As the celebration continues, Megatron grips (Y/n) faceplate to make her look at him.

"I can't wait for your optics to shine bright red my dear."

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[marinatedsaltea]

Them going feral

[infinitealpacas700]

Have this terrible doodle I made

[bardockarts]

our teammates suck. let’s make out about it

(Class doodle)

[iholli]

you guys can have one meme, as a treat

[porqupyne]

made a bunch of these over the past week or two

1/?

[maxicaiman]

both sets are finished,,, now how many people would actually buy them is the question ($20 a piece)

[transingthoseformers]

I like to imagine tfa Optimus using naivety and purity as a way to lure other bots in thinking that they get to frag and corrupt an innocent, almost prudish mech. But in reality, he has a libido the size of Jupiter with stamina to match and will drain whatever unlucky bot he trapped onto his berth. Elita and Sentinel used to keep bots away for their sake rather than Optimus'. (This may or may not be from experiencing it themselves)

Years later on Earth, some scenario leads to Optimus getting captured by the Decepticons and his team, while rescuing him, expect to bust into their base to see Optimus at Megatron's mercy. Only to see Blitzwing and Lugnut passed out while Optimus riding a dazed Megatron hard enough to cause the ground to quake and yelling things along the lines of 'Come on, Old Mech! Is this all you got? I'm not even breaking a sweat yet, and your best couldn't even handle me!'

Optimus notices his shocked team and doesn't even stop when he tells them to wait outside for a second, he's almost done.

Ohhhhh??

Interesting interesting

Oh Optimus

Wonder how Optimus talked them into that :)

Tfa Optimus is spicier than people expect

NOOO BECAUSE THIS SUGGESTS HIS TEAM DOESN'T KNOW

Bumblebee is shooketh

Op has some serious stamina

[guardianofnightmares]

Forbidden

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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“Bumblebee… are you listening to me?”

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

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

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

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

Because, all things considered, he has. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

… or, rather, for any sensible Prime. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“But-“ 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[klaudia96art]

Autobot or Decepticons Evil or good😈😇

[devils-yui]

Hellooo gamers, I woulda dropped more reference pictures for D-16, Darkwing, or Sentinel Prime but for some reason the TF:One movie I bought on YouTube has straight up left me like the Matrix of Leadership, so in the meantime have some frames I found while rewatching TFA again

[transformersxreader]

TFA Yandere Megatron x Femme Reader (Part 2)

(Y/n) lets out a low groan feeling her head heavy, she felt movement and was staring at the floor she thinks.

Then it hits her.

She was being carried by lockdown with no problem, lifting her head a bit she noticed where she was.

"No. No! No! Let go!! Please!!"

(Y/n) begins to wiggle and fight back with all the energy she had at the moment, lockdown stops his walking adjusted (Y/n) on his shoulder as a warning for her. But she didn't listen struggling again.

"LET ME GO! You are mistaken!! Please! No! I can't!!"

Lockdown doesn't listen and continues down the dark hallways leading to the throne room.

Once the large doors opens to reveal megatron sitting on his throne his red optics shining bright in the dark room.

Lockdown grabs (Y/n) up to show he indeed found her to megatron, who slowly gets up from his throne.

(Y/n) with fear in her eyes began to struggle and cry out. Once megatron was close enough to grab (Y/n), (Y/n) halted and looks up, he was smiling.

"I-uh."

"Lockdown, go see blitzwing for your payment."

And with that lockdown leaves, leaving you both alone in the throne room.

Megatron places (Y/n) down gently, grabbing ahold of her hands breaking the cuffs she had. (Y/n) flinch hearing the cuffs hit the floor with a loud bang.

"You certainly gave me and our decepticons a scare, they're all going to be thrilled to see you safe and sound."

(Y/n) looks away from his gaze, her arms wrap around herself nervously, (Y/n) was trying to find the right words but before she could speak, megatron cuts her off.

"As for this little game of yours, it's finally over."

Megaton lifts (Y/n) chin up

"Did you have fun? Did you get everything out of your system?"

(Y/n) couldn't reply back to megatron

"Uh..."

"Good, good. Everyone is so relieved."

Megatron smiles wickedly making (Y/n) concern for her well being, she didn't see the other larger bot coming from behind and injecting her with a small sleeping virus.

(Y/n) felt the harsh sting that travel through her body looking back in surprise to see the one eye decepticon.

"S-shockwave?....."

(Y/n) felt her body become heavy, leaning back trying to catch herself but felt someone else catching her. Leaning towards the larger body, Megatron sighs lifting up (Y/n) carefully carrying her off.

"Welcome home my dear."

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Shockwave was typing away looking at the screen to make sure everything was set, (Y/n) was lying peacefully on an operating table. Shockwave looks back to (Y/n) sighing coming closer to the sleeping femme. Gently caressing her face,

"I'm glad you're safely back with us (Y/n). You gave our lord a scare."

There a a long pause

"Lord Megatron punch down a whole new hallway when he heard the news of you had escaping."

Shockwave moves to grab a small extension cord to connect to the side of (Y/n) head, hearing a satisfying click and begins to work. Shockwave laughs to himself quietly, speaking out

"You should have seen lugnut, he was so devastated hearing his queen has escape."

Shockwave took a moment to himself knowing well (Y/n) wasn't going to answer.

"Don't worry my queen, you are in good hands."

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"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"

(Y/n) lifted up her upper body, her arms coming to her face, she looked around the room.

Oh.

(Y/n) tried to restrain herself from grabbing her face on damaging it, she felt as it would help her to disappear from this nightmare, loud stomping steps catches her attention,looking up to the large door that slide open to reveal.

"MY QUEEN! Are you alright?!"

(Y/n) optics widen, then without a second she cries out,

"L-lugnut!"

Lugnut quickly comes to her side letting her cry on his shoulders, trying to pat her back gently as to not hurt her with his size.

"There, there my queen. Let out your pain."

(Y/n) leans more closer to lugnut, letting out screams and cries, lugnut stays quiet. After what felt like forever, lugnut looks down to (Y/n) noticing something new.

"My queen! Your optics! They're exquisite!"

(Y/n) was confused touching her optics then rushing to a mirror, letting out a loud gasp. She slowly leans more closer making sure she was seeing right.

"I.......i..."

"Now you are truly perfect my dear~"

A smooth voice echos out catching (Y/n) and lugnut by surprise, lugnut kneeling down to his lord. (Y/n) kept her stance looking at megatron through the mirrors reflection. Megatron walks closer to her grabbing ahold of her arms, spinning her around to face him.

"(Y/n) my dear~ I believe a celebration for your return is in the works, don't you agree?"

(Y/n) doesn't respond letting Megatron continue, grabbing a hold of (Y/n) so roughly

"Look at me when I'm speaking to you."

(Y/n) felt something inside herself, she could feel all her anger and frustration coming together. (Y/n) knew deep down she had to release this anger somehow.

"As I was say-!"

'SLAP'

Megatron flinch feeling a small pain on his cheek, (Y/n) hand was shaking realizing what she has done, but she kept a stern look. Megatron touched the cheek that (Y/n) strike, not even glancing at her stood up straight turn to leave."

"Lugnut with me."

Lugnut looks to megatron then to (Y/n) giving her a bow, following his lord out the room, hearing a loud click.

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Megatron continues to walk down the long hallway quietly, lugnut nervously following behind him. Once arriving to the throne room, everyone stood up straight and saluted their lord. Starscream smiles to megatron and bows

"My liege I see you have return from visiting lady  (Y/n), how is she settling?"

Lugnut took a step back making everyone else see his actions and also copying lugnut, stepping back slowly. Starscream looks up confused, a loud crash startles them all seeing megatron begins to throw and trash the throne room. Megatron leaving large dents on the walls and taking apart his own throne chair, everyone watches in fear not daring to stop him. Megatron then halts his attacks slowly walking up to (Y/n) throne chair, taking a big breath, moving his fists to remove any debris left on his hands. Turning around to face his loyal followers, speaking out to himself.

"I truly am a lucky mech."

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Thanks so much for reading ✨

I’m truly sorry if I’m lacking on updates, I just got a new job and I’m trying to settle in with this new change, hope y’all understand 🙂‍↕️

Again thanks u guys for reading and leaving amazing responses to my work, it really means a lot 🥹

Peace ✌️

[blurrbaby]

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