#Techno/organic hybrid

[amazing--ace]

Your appendix is about to burst and your only options for surgery are these four. Who would you pick?

[furryeaglebarbarian]

Neohunter killix

[mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune]

Hazformers: The Strangest Ship Of Sarivette (2023)

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Credit for Hazbin Hotel  goes to Vivienne “Vivziepop” Medrano

Credit for Transformers goes to Hasbro

Credit for Transformers Animated goes to Sam Register & Matt Youngberg

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not sure if this ship will catch on like the awesome Crossover OTP Blitzhusk ship (from the Hazformers AU that is by Blitzy-Blitzwing.), but I think I might be the first to ship Sarivette...

Sari is around Loona and Millie's Age in this drawing, possibly being a year younger than Loona but still being in her early 20s.

I plan to use this as a Cover for a story over at the place where I am also writing that fan fic that has to do with that Spinelluva AU.

Spinelluva is kind of like a Multi-Crossover anyway, so if I want to make Sarivette a part of it, I will...

well it's okay that not everybody ends up drawing Sarivette, and this is my first Sarivette ship drawing after all.

so yeah, Sari x Velvette’s ship name is Sarivette...

I think I like the idea of the look that Sari has in this, being in Spinelluva, so I might make her have a cameo appearance when I.M.P. has a job in the living world, maybe to go after Powell.

originally Sari, was going to have the same type of outfit she has on when she had upgraded herself, but I decided to make it a bit like her Shattered Glass Counterpart.

Sari is also wearing purple eye-shadow and lipstick in this as well. 

it be funny if Sari pulls a Millie, like from that one episode that has Millie and Moxxie’s Ex-Boyfriend or as I like to call him “Tuna-Himbo”....

like if Velvette was in a fight, and then her new girlfriend who is half-robot finds out, she might get mad when Velvette is doing it when it is suppose to be their date night....

like picture Velvette, Vox and Valentino fighting Blitzwing, Husk and Alastor...

but all them stop as soon as someone yells out “Hey!!!”

and there could also be Megatron and some of the other Decepticons there as well, and Velvette is fighting Blackarachnia...

and Sari walks over grabs Velvette and places her over her shoulder, while glaring at Blackarachnia and telling her that while pointing to Velvette’s butt,

“this a** is mine! so back off spider-b*tch!” before leaving with Velvette. and everyone is giving a “what the frag just happen” type of looks.

and Vox & Valentino are just as shocked as everyone else before yelling out “since when did Velvette have a girlfriend...!!?”

the songs that would fit Sarivette would be these songs...

“She’s Crazy But She’s Mine” by Alex Sparrow

“Crazy Chicks” by Ken Ashcorp

 “Good Girls Go Bad” by Cobra Starship

and possibly “I Kissed A Girl” by Katy Perry.    

also I know the chances of anyone else drawing Sarivette, is perhaps very low.

I mean it’s not like many will end up liking this ship so much that they will start drawing it as well, and well the chances of that happening are probably very small.

and I’m weird enough to have Sarivette pop into my head, cause once again I did give myself the nickname “The Embodiment Of Weird” or “The Embodiment Of Weirdness”.........basically gonna have weird moments, and my idea that has to do with shipping Sari and Velvette together will count as weird, cause they are so opposite and yet the whole opposites attract comes into play...

it is possible that Bumblebee wouldn’t approve of Sari dating Velvette,

and well maybe Megatron wouldn’t either if he figured out that Sari is technically his daughter because he had went through the mitosis when he was in that stasis-coma while in Professor Isaac Sumdac’s Lab...I’m still viewing that as fan head-canon, as well as Soundwave technically being Sari’s baby brother.

I guess in theory, Cybertronians who had become Demons (or Angels) in the Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss/Transformers Crossover Universe, could possibly still go through a type of mitosis, which if anyone else touches the liquid metal body, they will of course get a shock and wake up to see what looks like a baby.

I also think that when Isaac found Sari when she was a protoform, she wasn’t the same type as the ones that were taken from Yoketron’s Dojo, and what it was really was a Hatchling, a newborn, because well it is smaller than the other protoforms we seen in the show, and it looks like it’s optics were closed, and was the size of a human baby.

I think it could be possible that if anyone told Megatron that he had a Hatchling, he would either get really mad, or he would break, like he would just be standing there while in shock, and Blitzwing could poke him on the head (much to the disapproval of Lugnut and Shockwave.) but no one would be home, because the shock of technically being a Sire to a techno-organic and her human DNA coming from Isaac Sumdac, would be too much for his mind to process...

well if Sari did date Velvette, she would have to bring her home to meet her parents at some point, which happens to be both Isaac and Megatron. XD

I will try to work in a bit of Sarivette in that Spinelluva Story of mine, which also has Steven Universe, Helluva Boss, and a bit of Fallout...

I like the idea of Fallout 4 being in it, and it being like a type of Multi-Crossover, but there being like the Main type of Crossovers and the others just being I guess small roles in the crossover.

my favorite thing to use to fight in Fallout 4, has become the baseball bat.

even though sadly I can’t use it for everything in the game, but I can at least try to do my best to use it on feral ghouls.

I know that even if I put the whole “do not reblog without permission” some humans will ignore it, even though it did peeve me off...and yeah still not happy about it, I mean no matter how many freaking times I try to point out how it makes me feel, and well......I was going to put that whole “note: don’t reblog without permission” and then add the tags that had to do with it...

I guess I will just leave that out for now...but that might change later, who knows.

anyway once again I know that Sarivette might not get many who will end up drawing them together, and this is my first time drawing Sarivette, and I think I had first got the idea of shipping today on June 2, 2023...

which of course says so on the drawing...

so yeah, even if this might end up being viewed as a crack ship that no one expected to happen in this plane of reality, but maybe some will find some form of amusement in the two being ship together.                                                

[gardens-light]

hello!

I love your work and I wanted to ask if you would be interested in writing a D-16 x techno-Organic reader?

I would like to see his reaction to the fact that part of her body is soft.

Hi! Thanks for the feedback and for this awesome prompt. I've always liked the idea of a techno/Cybertronic- human/organic hybrid reader, and there definity needs to be more fanfics of it.

Hope you enjoy and apologies for keeping you waiting. :)

Of Flesh and Steel

Expecting the usual deal transaction, the Quintesson ship landed upon the vast plains of Cybertron, sending harsh vibrations through the metallic ground. Their leader scanning the area with a studious gaze, as D16 and his Decepticons greeted with polite bows and hidden, false smiles.

Once their guard was down, Megatron withdraw his cannon. The weapon whirling to life, as he held the barrel against the Quintessons neck with a smug smile. His crimson gaze giving a silent demand, as his glare narrowed.

Amidst disruption and confusion, you made your escape. Forcing your already tired, broken and battered body to run as far as you could. Desperate to put distance between you and your creators, only to lose yourself among the strange foliage of this unknown world.

Content: D16/Megatron X GN Cybertronian/Human Hybrid Reader. Events takes place after TFO.

Word Count: 1,300

The dense metallic forest of Cybertron shimmered under the glow of the twin moons, its landscape a strange fusion of natural beauty and mechanical precision. A forest filled with copper-like leaves hummed faintly, the sound of energon flowing through their veins filling the air like a distant song. Amidst the alien tranquility, D16 and Shockwave moved with purpose, their sensors tracking an erratic and unfamiliar signal.

His towering frame gleamed in the moonlight, while scanning the area with piercing optics. Claws flexed instinctively, prepared for whatever this anomaly might be. Beside him, Shockwave’s singular optic glowed a cold, analytical purple, his detached demeanor betraying no hint of surprise nor curiosity.

Cautiously approaching a clearing, the signal became stronger. Much stronger. Finally brushing away the branches and leafs, D16's and Shockwaves optics widened as their gaze fell upon the most peculiar sight.

You.

Despite having distinctly Cybertronian characteristics. D16 could see something more... organic to you. His optics roamed over your frame, but your... human like skin glistened faintly with a metallic sheen under the moonlight.

Your human-like facial features had the most beautiful optics the Decepticon leader had ever seen. Their unusual colour held a strange depth, as if they contained circuitry woven into your very soul.

Oddly articulated armor covered your arms and legs, segmented like plating- similar to his own.

A small gasp escaped your lips, as your startled gaze finally met theirs. Feeling D16's gaze, as he tried to study more of you. His processor attempting to make sense of the impossibility before him.

Shockwave tilted his head, his optic narrowing as he scanned you. “ "A hybrid of Cybertronian and something... organic? Unprecedented. Likely a Quintesson experiment. Curious anomaly. Should we secure it for study?”

You quickly flinched at Shockwave's imposing presence, pressing yourself harder against the tree as if trying to merge with its metal bark. Breath quickened, and a faint, glitchy sound escaped your lips—a broken plea in a language that Shockwave couldn’t decipher.

“Hold,” D16 sharply spoke, raising his arm to block Shockwave’s advance. His cannon clicked softly as it retracted back into his forearm. His crimson optics slightly softened, as he approached you, his massive frame towered, but his movements were calculated, almost measured.

A whimper softly escaped your lips, while you clutched onto a crude tool—a shard of Quintesson metal that you scavenged during your escape.

It was hardly a threat, but your grip upon it was desperate. Daring to aim the shard at him, feeling D16's optics study your movements for a little longer.

He could see the fear in her optics. Your... words was something he couldn't understand, but the trembling of your frame and the way you recoiled told him enough.

“Their fear is irrelevant,” Shockwave replied coldly, his scanner continuing to process data. “The priority should be understanding their origin and purpose. We should capture them for further analysis.”

Giving a subtle nod to the suggestion, D16 lowered himself to one knee, coming more to your eye level. Softening his voice to a low and steady tone.

“We’re not here to harm you.”

His usual tone returned once opening a private channel to his comrade. Analyze their signal patterns. I want a full breakdown of their language and physiology. But handle them delicately, I don't want you to get too... 'carried away' with your research.

Shockwave inclined his head, his optic flickering. Understood. Prepare for transport?

Not yet. Gain their trust first. It’ll be easier to extract information if they're more cooperative.

"Here..." Your studious gaze narrowed upon D16's outstretched servo. The back of his digits gently encouraging you to lower the Quintession shard, while edging his palm closer. "Take my servo. We'll keep you safe."

Hesitation eased your uneven breath as your optics studied his open servo. Your expression softening slightly while you slowly dropped the shard.

His hand...? His body...? It's... similar to mine...

Optics trailing up his arm, falling upon his faceplate. Placing your small, organic servo into D16's palm, silently allowing him to help you onto your pedes.

The sensation was startling for both of you. To him, your touch was alien—warm and pliant, a stark contrast to the cold steel he was accustomed to. But to you... his hand was immense and unyielding but not entirely hostile. Unfamiliar yet comforting at the same time.

Your touch still trembled within D16's servo, as your optics met his once more. The Decepticon leader felt the faint warmth of your organic flesh through the sensors in his plating. He tilted his head, observing you more closely.

Another sound escaped you, more urgent this time, your voice broke as you spoke to the pair in a pleading, desperate tone. Though your words were incomprehensible. D16's optics softened slightly, and for the first time, a flicker of something unfamiliar stirred within him— pity?

"Calm yourself," he said in the gentlest tone his imposing frame could muster.

You didn't understand his words, but his modulation slightly eased your trembling frame. Bring your spark closer to it's regular pulse. Your grip upon his digits slightly tightened, yet he could still feel your servo trembling.

Shockwave stepped closer, his ever-analytical gaze fixed upon you. Their integration of organic and Cybertronian elements is intriguing. There are no known processes that would yield such a seamless fusion. A study upon them may represent... a new frontier.

D16's crimson gaze flickered up towards his comrade, replying over his private comlink. We’ll take them back to base, but remember—this isn’t just a subject. Proceed with care.

Clutching onto his servo, looking up at him with a mixture of fear and fragile hope as you quietly followed D16's lead through the forest. He occasionally gave you a slight side glance, hiding the storm of suspicion and calculation within him.

Your trembling digits brushed against his metal palm, causing him to freeze for a fraction of a second. You were... impossibly soft—alien and fragile in a way he had never encountered. Cybertronians, even the most delicate among them, were made of metals, alloys, and composites. The sensation of warmth and yielding flesh against his cold plating was... utterly foreign.

While running his thumb over your smaller servo, his optics flickered briefly as he tried to process the sensation. The texture of your servo was smooth yet uneven, faint imperfections running beneath the surface—a network of tiny veins, a pulse of warmth radiating outward.

Something... stirred within his chest. An urge wanted to pull back, to break contact, as if touching you might do damage—or worse, compromise him. But he forced himself to remain still, his vast reserves of discipline locking his servo in place.

They feel.. soft. So soft. Soft, gentle and yet... resilient?

The fact that you had somehow survived the harshness of the Quintessons and the wilderness of Cybertron seemed at odds with the fragility of your form.

Your grip tightened slightly around his digits, pressing your body warmth deeper against his palm. D16 caught himself feeling an odd pang of... Pity? No, that wasn’t it. Understanding? Closer.

The softness of your skin, your frame it was... too exposed, too... unprotected. It stirred something in him that he didn’t like—a flicker of vulnerability, perhaps even responsibility.

He glanced briefly over his shoulder at Shockwave, whose single optic remained fixated upon you with clinical detachment, as he steadily followed behind. For a fleeting moment, the Decepticon leader envied that cold, mechanical focus. For D16 felt his own reaction felt far too... personal.

Clenching his jaw, he pushed the sensation aside and refocused on the situation at hand. “Their physiology is... unique.” He muttered, almost to himself, his voice was steady, but there was a faint tension in it.

Oblivious to his inner turmoil, you looked up at him with a soft gaze. Your trembling seemed to lessen slightly, as though his presence—even as alien it was offered you some sort of... reassurance.

To you, he was a savior. To him, you were merely an enigma—one he would unravel.

[anarchy-and-piglins]

Y’know I’m not typically a fan of other mob(s)!Techno, but with the Creaking I’m… swayed a little bit.

Creaking Techno who lives in the Pale Garden and protects it. Maybe he’s a different type of Creaking that is capable of speaking to people (an evolved Creaking maybe). Tell lost travelers and explorers to look elsewhere, the forest isn’t theirs. He can’t ever leave the boundary of the forest and stray too far from his heart.

Maybe he becomes too comfortable with one individual and that proves fatal for him when during the day they locate his heart and extract it. Locking him inside his heart until it’s placed just right once more.

Maybe he’s made into decoration, a pretty piece to look at. He can or maybe can’t be aware of this, I’m not sure which tbh. But either way- the Pale Garden that he was to protect is destroyed during his absence.

SBI (Dark SBI?) somehow find out about him and yoink his heart eventually, placing it just right so he can be freed from his Heart after so long. Maybe they got him so he could protect area around their home, or even them, I’m not sure. But the potential Dark SBI comes in from maybe SBI not letting him have his heart back?

You already lost it once, can’t risk losing it again, let us hold onto it, mate. And maybe after a while Techno would be fine with that, but I could see him at first just struggling hard with that. Especially since he can’t go too far from his heart either and he just wants to go back to his Pale Garden! Not even knowing it’s been torn down by that point.

Sorry the random ramble, I wasn’t sure where to send Techno thoughts to! But I’ve just had Creaking!Techno in the microwave since the mob was revealed.

I LOVE LOVE LOVE other mob hybrid Techno, it's always so good!!! From the moment I saw the Creaking, I was thinking about creaking!Techno but I haven't organized my thoughts yet so I was waiting to post. You beat me to it lol

I think the concept of Techno who lost his pale forest is very sad, and very Techno coded. A man who was supposed to protect something and now doesn't have that anymore and is directionless. Kinda 'dehumanized living weapon needs to find a new purpose in life' vibes.

The heart also gives me lots of whumpy thoughts. You can't kill a creaking without destroying its heart, but what if he could still feel the pain/be injured. A very cruel flavour of immortality, hehe. And you're right that the potential for dark sbi is tasty too!

[lillified]

love your tarantulas and blackarachnia designs! id like to ask how beastformers work in your au. why would they be born with or choose beast forms? is it similar to blackarachnias origin in tfa?

that’s a great question!

tarantulas and arachnia aren’t really beastformers in any traditional sense—those don’t really exist on modern Cybertron, and their genetics have been integrated with the Cybertronian population enough that just about any ‘Bot could be one. Tarantulas and Airachnid are actually a sort of Insecticon hybrid.

Tarantulas was, at one point, a scientist under Zeta Prime’s modification research program in the Cybertronian phase of the war. While cybernetic body modification is a way of life, organic modification is both much more difficult and much more controversial.

The benefit of organic parts is that they are easier to control, but they are also quite vulnerable. Tarantulas’ assignment was to research ways to create enhanced organic components and use them to alter a host body, essentially creating techno-organic supersoldiers with special physical abilities.

She succeeded with the synthesis of an “Insecticon virus.” This strain would, essentially, alter the host CNA to begin developing Insecticon parts, which could be cyberized further to create ‘Bots enhanced at a genetic level.

In the process of developing the virus, though, Tarantulas had it used on herself to devastating consequences. Her experiments were terminated and her successful findings were taken, leaving her outcast and totally altered. She’s harbored resentment ever since.

Arachnia is also an Insecticon hybrid, but she sought out Tarantulas’ Insecticon virus willingly. She saw it as the ultimate frontier of modification in making herself an elite hunter. She keeps Tarantulas around as a cohort so she can continually enhance her, and the two of them harbor a secret dream to unleash the Insecticon virus on the rest of the remaining Cybertronian population.

[cookiqueen13]

Headcanons and details I noticed in Trolls!

Rest of the post under read more cause it’s kinda long⬇️

TROLL ANATOMY

Troll tongues are the same/a similar color to their noses. Their gums and mouths are similar colors to their skin. On a morbid note, this means there’s a possibility that whatever internal organs they have are also colorful.

Trolls have sparkly/rainbow blood. This is probably just a gag/censorship joke but it isn’t a far-fetched idea.

POWERS/SPECIAL ABILITIES

Trolls can use music as a force. In Trolls 3, they use the Family Harmony to break the diamond. In Trolls 2, the Rock trolls can destroy things and hurt people with their music. Queen Essence seems to create a wave/boom using a tuba. Chaz uses his Jazz to hypnotize people and make them hallucinate. Trolls may also have the ability to use music to fight. In a deleted scene from Trolls 2, the Classical trolls and Rock trolls fight using their instruments and voices. In another deleted scene, the Yodelers cause a building to fall apart by yodeling.

Trolls have special adaptations to their specific kingdoms. Rock trolls are heat resistant to combat the fact they live in a VOLCANO. Techno trolls have fins and glow to become more visible in dark water. Country trolls are tough, built for long distance running and work. Pop trolls have advanced hair manipulation to navigate and hide in trees. Classical trolls have wings to safely travel in the mountains/clouds. And idk about Funk trolls💀 But Sub-genres are probably adaptable to most situations.

TROLL REPRODUCTION

Trolls can reproduce sexually and asexually. When 2 different trolls reproduce, the resulting offspring will share traits from both parents. Asexual reproduction results in offspring that have extremely similar traits to the parent or a total clone. Both female and male trolls can produce and incubate eggs. Reproduction can happen from physical contact😏 AND/OR extreme feelings of love/connection. The extreme feeling can be for a partner or just a feeling in general. This would explain how Bruce and Brandy were able to hybridize so well despite being different sizes and species. Guy Diamond mentions how he, “Didn’t know his heart could be so full.” I interpret this as Tiny Diamond coming from the love inside his father’s heart.

EFFECT ON OTHERS

Different trolls have different tastes and effects. As we know, Pop trolls, (when eaten), make the user very happy. But what do they taste like? I imagine they would be overwhelmingly sweet, like candy or cake fondant. Rock trolls would have a spice or bitterness to them and give the user a feeling of aggressiveness or hype. (Kinda like steroids💀). Classical trolls would be buttery and sweet and make the user feel satisfaction or bliss. Techno trolls would taste sweet and sour/citrusy and give the user a major energy boost/sugar rush. Country trolls would taste savory or smoky like BBQ or a home-cooked meal, giving the user a feeling of coziness or nostalgia. Funk trolls would have a mainly tangy/sweet flavor with an underlying spice. The user would feel a general feeling of liveliness or fun.

Trolls 3 introduces more exploitation of trolls in the form of talent stealing. Velvet and Veneer use Floyd to sing Pop music. I imagine that using a troll of a different genre gives the user talent and musical ability in that trolls genre.

[monocle-teacup]

I don't blame anon for forgetting that the Terrans are techno organic, the showrunners have done everything in their power to remove enough organic traits from these Terrans, and never touching that side of their existence, that it's amazing anyone still remembers that their techno ORGANIC. I mean, this isn't even the first time we've had techno organics either: Beast Wars and Transformers Animated gave us characters who were just that. 1/4

Hi Anon! I put all your asks together to make it easier.

Sadly, ES is the perfect example of 'interesting idea, bad execution'. It doesn't help that the show also has a strong vibe of 'please don't think too hard about this' most of the time even in S1.

There were so many interesting ways the writers could've explored the Terrans organic nature, but all we get is that they run on cave water and them having some leeway with how they scan altmodes. That's so basic and boring. Why not have the Terrans be capable of photosynthesis as another way to get energy? I actually do this in my Lotus AU. The Terrans don't know they're capable of it at first and find out their bodies have the ability to evolve (to a certain degree) to suit their environment much like organic organisms do.

The crazy thing is that Mandroid is pretty much the only character in the show to be mind blown at the idea that the Terrans are tech/organic hybrids. He even gave them their species name. Meanwhile, most of the other characters reactions to the Terrans nature are on a sliding scale of "That's weird".

[in1-nutshell]

Autobots and techno organic buddy? The buddy is the daughter of Predaking but the Autobots don’t know until they run into Predaking while Buddy is with them.

In case you don’t know what a techno organic is, it’s essentially a human Cybotronion hybrid.

Its been a hot second since I've touched anything Predaking related. If this is not what you wanted, please let me know. Techno Organic Buddy is always a treat to see every now and then.

Hope you enjoy!

Autobots react to Techno Organic Buddy being the daughter of Predaking

SFW, Platonic, Familial, slight angst, Techno Organic reader

TFP

No one knows where Buddy came from.

One day Buddy just appeared on the Autobots radar and the next became a part of the Team. It was certainly a confusing time explaining to Fowler and the kids what Buddy was.

“So you’re a Cyborg?”--Miko

“Miko!”--Jack

“What? I’m just asking.”—Miko

“Yeah I guess I am kind of a cyborg.”--Buddy

“See!”—Miko

“How did you become a cyborg?”--Raf

“I…I actually don’t know? I just am.”--Buddy

“How do you not know?”--Jack

“I just don’t.”--Buddy

“Do you even remember how this happened?!”--Jack

“Jack, I don’t even remember what I ate this morning. What makes you think I’m going to remember how ‘this’ happened?”--Buddy

“…Good point…”--Jack

“Great… more paperwork…”--Fowler

She had created bonds with the Autobots and the humans. Although her creation was still a mystery to the bots, some did help her explore her Cybertronian side.

Buddy was vague about her family whenever the topic was brought up. It didn’t seem too strange to the bots at first. Not many of them would necessarily talk about friends or if they had any family. But in comparison to the rest of the kids, Buddy rarely even uttered a word to the bots about them.

“It’s getting late shouldn’t you start heading out?”--Bulkhead

“Oh, pops wont mind.”--Buddy

“He wont mind?”—Wheeljack

“Yeah.”--Buddy

“But certainly your father is worried about you.”—Ultra Magnus

“Nah. He’s fine. I’ve been gone for longer.”—Buddy

“How much is longer?”—Wheeljack

“Hmm… what day is today?”—Buddy

The kids thought that Buddy may have a hard home. Which they did raise their concerns to their respected guardians. The logic made sense. Buddy rarely talked about them and always seemed to be around the base more than the kids. Maybe it was because Buddy was a Techno Organic? It could certainly be a cause.

Miko was the one who brought this up to Buddy. After all the two were as thick as thieves, sure Buddy wouldn’t lie to her about this.

“Hey Buddy!”--Miko

“Hey Miko!”--Buddy

“I was telling Raf and Jack over here about some stories about me in Japan. All comparing there to here. You got any stories about your folks?”--Miko

“Like what?”--Buddy

“Well you rarely talk about any of them. Mind telling me the reason?”--Miko

“Well… Its really just been me and Pops. You know I don’t know much about me being, well, me. He’s the strongest guy I know and he works far.”--Buddy

“That’s why you don’t talk too much about him? Is he a deadbeat?”--Miko

“No! No he’s not a deadbeat! He’s not perfect by any means, but he tries his best. The place where we were living in wasn’t the best. He sent me to Jasper for me to live a better life until he can join me.”--Buddy

“Wow…”--Miko

“Yeah…”--Buddy

“Didn’t know we were gonna get Buddy lore dropping now. What other secrets are you hiding under your plating?”--Miko

“Boring stuff. How about we go flying above the base instead?”--Buddy

“Yeah! Race you to the elevator!”--Miko

Somewhere on base…

Bulkhead, Ultra Magnus, and Wheeljack suddenly shuddering.

“What was that?”—Ultra Magnus

“Don’t know, but I don’t like it.”--Wheeljack

“My Miko senses are tingling…”--Bulkhead

“Your what?”--Wheeljack

Miko reported back as soon as she was done with the flying. This at least gave some peace to the bots.

The bots did meet Buddy’s father.

However, it was under less pleasant circumstances.

The Wreckers, Miko, and Buddy were scouting an old energon mine when a fearsome shriek was heard from above. Predaking in all of his glory landed a few feet away from the Wreckers spreading his wings out wide.

Ultra Magnus held his hammer tightly in his servos, Wheeljack whipped out his katanas, Bulkhead had his wrecking ball, Miko in her armor held her fighting stance eagerly ready to fight the dragon.

Buddy, however, stayed hovering behind Magnus.

Before any of them could formulate a plan of attack, Buddy flew past them and headed straight for the large Predacon.

There was yelling and running, they thought Buddy was about to die.

But something much more bizarre happened.

Buddy dove in for a hug!

And Predaking was wrapping his wings around them, as if he were hugging her back, before transforming and setting the Techno Organic on his shoulder.

“What the—”--Wheeljack

“Careful Wrecker, there’s children present.”--Predaking

“Hey!”--Miko

“Pops!”--Buddy

“That’s your Pop’s?!”--Miko

“Yeah?”--Buddy

“How?”--Miko

“Buddy you’re saying this guy, the Predacon is your dad?”--Bulkhead

“The same mech who hunted down Wheeljack and I?”--Magnus

“The same guy who crushed Magnus’s servo into scrap metal?”--Wheeljack

“Sorry about that.”--Predaking

“I think some explaining is necessary Pops…”--Buddy

“Very well.”--Predaking

Predaking was Buddy’s adopted father.

Predaking, while still in root mode, had met Buddy one day as she was transported to the Nemesis via groundbridge. Starscream was supposed to give her to Shockwave immediately, but for some reason, he had simply tossed Buddy at Predaking without thinking twice.

Predaking had pity on the small thing and took her under his wing.

Literally.

After that Buddy and Predaking were never far from each other. Starscream had once tried to teach him a lesson by going after her. The Second in Command was covered helm to toe with scratches and had one less arm that day.

After his transformation, Predaking realized that the Nemesis wasn’t the best place for Buddy right now, especially when he started questioning his loyalties. He sent Buddy away to the small human town below and told her to stay out of the con’s radar.

Well, she stayed off the cons radar, not so much the bots.

Now for the bots…

Everyone is confused. Especially when the story was retold to the others.

But comparing stories… it makes sense.

Buddy’s loyalties were not questioned. She had plenty of times to expose them to the Cons or have Predaking attack them, yet that didn’t happen. Buddy is loyal to the bots while Prdaking isn’t, but he isn’t loyal to the cons either.

Predaking is fine with Buddy being with the bots. He trusts them more than the Cons to keep her safe.

As long as Buddy is okay, its fine.

[yama-does-art]

Cyber!Earth AU TFP Headcanons

[Please Note, this was written before TF Earthspark was a thing, This has been sitting on my computer for forever.]

What if Earth was cyberformed but instead all life being destroyed, it hybridized with cybernetic biology. A Techno-Organic ecosystem in a primeval Earth envionment. Cyber!Earth AU

Or… Let's create a cybertronian death world that will make Magatron wish there was a few phase six'ers still online.

Environment ->

Most things are upscaled to cybertronian size: fauna, flora, and everything in between

Except humans, they stayed comparatively the same, adults ranging between 5-10ft on average, children being smaller than that

Most of Earths lifeforms would mirror its organic counterparts, poisons, diseases, bacteria all have to potential to harm both organic and non-organic life to varying degrees (For example, there are new viruses that Cybertronians have to deal now or animals like the jellyfish can sting a Bot' as much as it can a Terran)

Though the physiology of cyberformed organisms look like eldrich abominations of flesh and metal (which they absolutely are) in actually, all the components are hybridized at a molecular level, creating a truly unique class of lifeform

Energon is integrated into the ecosystem, in every aspect of life. On one hand, Cybertronians have options for renewable sources of energon, on the other, the same Cybertronians are now a part of the food chain

Imagine the horror of landing on Cyberformed Earth, only to realize anything can and will try to eat you (and they thought scaplets were bad)

Life cycles continue as it was, organism will die eventually through natural means (Without technological intervention, Terrans will still pass in as many years as their human counterparts)

Cyberformed Humans ->

Officially cyberformed humans call themselves Terrans

When spiteful, they call themselves the Children of Choas (After the horror of a civilization ending event, complete and involuntary body restructuring, and learning that their alien overlords equivalent to space-Saten is you planets core: people are going to wear that title with pride)

Terrans DON'T have T-Cogs, inbuilt blaster weapons, or sharp talons (Cybertronians make the mistake that these "new" humans are just as squishy and defenseless)

Nope! All of our natural survival adaptations are just dialed to 11: insane pain tolerance, robust immune system, high endurance, excellent mimicry skills, and the ability to consume nearly anything

Sure a Terrans' skin (really, it is more akin to a fine mesh) is just as sensitive and fragile as a cybertronians protoform and all of our major organs are still organic-like (in other words, we're still going to be little meat bags)

That will not stop a group of Terran's from hunting the local mega-fauna or giving some bot's a bad day

Humans of old were persistant hunters, our major advantage being that our bodies did not overheat compared to the game that we hunted. So how would that translate for a techno-organic? Temperature Regulation and Energy Conservation - what if a Terran's body had a better temperature to fuel ratio? We would be able to run for far longer with minimal energy loss

In this scenario, a Terran could keep pace with a cybertronian in its root mode, and outlast said cybertronian on fuel (the assumption that the hotter a cybertronian burns, the greater amount of fuel that it needs)

Unlike Bots', Terrans have the capacity of consuming anything remotely organic or living metal (tree bark, leather shoes, loose wires, raw minerals, semi-organic cabling, all of it, yes. And if not, boiled in a stew)

I imagine some cyberformed plants would become something poisonous to cybertronians and the the Terrans are like, "Nah man, that's just a mango, only the skin is toxic.." and the bot's are once again mortified by the cybertronian equivalent to chili peppers

Terrans have their own form of adrenalin too, in the form of red energon (cyberformed humans can convert the energon in their semi-organic frames into red energon, overclocking their systems to hyperspeed)

Like a adrenaline rush for a human, a Terran could over extend themselves in such a state, even if their bones are as durable as armor plating

[brandwhorestarscream]

Are we talking about transformers and xenomorphs? Cause I have thoughts on Megatron aligning himself with a queen and using Starscream as a breeder for xeno-cybertronian hybrids. Though he's more uhh traditionally impregnated. Idk the thought of a face hugger coiled around his thighs, fucking him with its ovipositor is so fucking hot

Ohohohoho honey. You're new here, aren't you?

Congratulations, you have unlocked the Power of Autism. Prepare to be ranted at lmfao

ANYWAY YES!! My beloved cybermorphs AU is smthn we've been building for months: beautiful terrifying cosmic horrors in the form of cybertronian-xenomorph hybrids, a techno-organic species we call cybermorphs. Megatron doesn't align himself with a queen, he is a queen! The very first one, in fact 😌 he and 4 others make up the very first generation of morphs, springing from 5 unfortunate warframe mecha that were exposed to and infected with xenomorph embryos

Xenomorphs and cybertronians are some of the most adaptive species in existence, both on polar opposite ends of the spectrum: one streamlined to be the ultimate, perfectly evolved killing machine that can thrive without oxygen or food, and the other a nearly-invulnerable inorganic species with the ability to rewrite their physical form at the drop of a hat. Put together they make the most dangerous, invasive, and voracious species the universe has ever seen. All of the xenomorphs killer instinct and capability to rapidly propagate blended perfectly with cybertronian invincibility and next-level processing power. They're damn near unstoppable

To address the other character you mentioned tho 👀 Starscream usually takes one of two roles in this AU: most commonly, he's one of the first mecha Megatron mutated into a morph (as a queen caste, he has transmutative royal jelly + venom), and Starscream serves at his side not only as one of his praetorians (a caste of xenomorph that essentially act as an immobile queen's royal guard), but also as one of his favored sires. In some universes, he serves as Megatron's King, a field military commander that commands the drones + warriors while the queen is immobilized in the hive. Starscream and Megatron's offspring are what we refer to as Vosimorphs, incredibly fast flight capable morphs that spit venom and can cloak very efficiently.

NSFW under the cut 🤭

As far as facehugger valve-fucking someone with their ovipositor 👀 see I hadn't really considered that! We've once discussed some crazy SOB (Shockwave. It was Shockwave) offering himself to a morphling egg and doing a handstand so the "highest orifice" instinct made them go for the valve instead, but 🤤 now I'm just imagining someone all strung up and immobilized by the secreted resin, the facehugger nestled up against their valve and sucking at the lips, thoroughly penetrating them for the implant while the poor incubator moans and thrashes and tries to get away. Be still my beating heart 🥰

[soaplily119]

i wanna be a machine but i also want to be organic

i wish i was some weird techno organic hybrid

give me metal bones but let me regenerate

let me become stronger without needing to replace my parts

let my brain be connected to more storage while keeping my memories and brain stuff

let me perspire and breathe to lower my internal temperature and run at peak efficiency

allow me to replace my parts for different niches like eyes into the infrared spectrum

let me choose between getting energy from food or electricity

aaaahaahhjjjfkglhlkgj

[furryeaglebarbarian]

Ravinghordes dragphire

Cursed eye dragphire.

[witchofthesouls]

I’d image that Girl Dad! Megatron (mostly MTMTE/IDW) would do some ‘baby proofing’ after his daughter is born, not only the form of hiding sharp objects and putting extra alarms on doors, but also in cleaning up the Decepticon ranks, the first to go being the Phase Sixers or at the minimum Overlord 😳

The ultimate sparkling/hybrid child proofing mechanism and parent-child bonding: his personal sparkling hold.

Frames that deal with immense and wild environmental changes, like miners, submarines, and shuttles, have something like an internal kangaroo pouch.

The structure is located deep within their frames, near if not settled next to their spark chambers. Within the dark hold that mimics similar conditions to a gestational chamber, it's cozily warm, well-protected, and well-fed behind tons of thick plating and nozzles connected to the mecha's fuel systems. There are specialized mechanics that refine the fuel directly from the main tank and their circulation to pull out vital nutrients and initial firewalls to create a dense, creamy sparkling fuel.

Adults unused to having a newspark within them will eventually figure out how to keep their hold still as the bitty bounces and rolls inside them. (Imagine the leader of the Decepticons at the meeting, and his subordinates are hanging onto his subtle changes, thinking the results are not up to adequacy. Meanwhile, his daughter has decided to smush herself to the side that's closest to his spark. I'm here! Yes, he knows.)

Fresh newsparks typically stay inside those holds until they reach the phase where they can toddle on their own as their plating has settled into a more appropriate density and hardness, the milky film has worn off, and they gained a significant amount of weight.

IDW Megatron doesn't strike as a mech that would get rid of the Phase Sixers or other dangerous elements. The violent and brutal kratocracy that became the Decepticon movement is a testament to the cruelties implemented by Functionist-held Cybertron as well as a twisted mockery and reflection of his own self and journey and spiral from "Decepticons to uplift the masses" to "Megatron's Decepticons."

If anything, he would keep the kid under wraps where only a handful of mechs ever known their existence, especially if he sired a techno-organic child.

[lennjamin-o7]

Okay, so, (mcd)

Osmp. Techno is a human who lives in the valley of hybrids. He’s living life.

Do people sometimes make comments about humans? About how selfish and cruel and terrible they are? Yeah, but they were hunted, makes sense. Can’t blame them, really. (They’re kind enough to pretend they don’t know he’s human.)

(They forget that he’s human, most of the time)

Things are mostly harmonious until the magical barrier protecting their valley is broken by hunters. Everyone evacuates to the bunker, which is actually really nice. Light is provided by glowy blue crystals in the corridors, there’s public areas like the kitchen, dining area, library, and there’s even private bedrooms.

But everyone is stuck, and there’s a LOT of hunters outside. Sooner or later, they’ll be found, and the bunker will be cracked.

So they look for a solution. In the armory, there’s a few magical tomes, and one of them seems to have the perfect solution (the book is black magic, and black magic always has a price)

Phil and Nikki look over the book as the two who know things about magic. They find the best way to mitigate the risks of the spell, which requires some careful wording about who the target is.

Philza does rounds updating everyone, and meets Techno in his room to tell him about the spell. They’ve selected the words so that it will only target humans. Nikki is setting up the spell now, and she’ll cast it as soon as it’s ready.

Phil is a little confused by Techno’s subdued reaction. But Phil is busy. He doesn’t think about it too hard.

Techno knows this kind of thing, how could he not? In the arena, so long ago, sacrifices happened every day.

Techno remembers the first time he saw Phil, thrown into his cell in the underside of the arena. He’d explained to the winged man the basics of how it worked, the fight for survival.

Only a couple months later, Techno is hurt, the wound infected, and Techno has to explain how the title of arena champion is passed down.

Techno has been champion for a few years, an unusually long time. But that starts to get boring for the audience after a while. So the arena organizers wait until the champion is, hurt, and face them off in a death match against the next best fighter.

Techno knows the next best fighter is Philza. Knows he can’t beat Phil in his current state. He’s glad that someone he knows will be the one there with him. That’s more than he thought he’d have, when the time came.

Philza refuses to accept it, and plans an escape for the championship dual.

It’s not easy, especially with Techno injured and feverish, but they escape and eventually make it to the valley.

So Techno understands sacrifice.

And he’s had a few years of freedom here. The best years of his life.

More than a human like him deserved, really.

Techno asks Phil to stay with him, just until the spell is over.

Phil says no, that as soon as Nikki finishes the spell, he’ll need to scout the area to make sure that it worked. Phil should get back as soon as possible.

Techno tells Phil that he understands, and Phil leaves to go find Nikki.

Techno collapses. He knew it was selfish to ask Phil to stay, but… he didn’t want to be alone. He knew something like this would happen eventually, and everyone had been so kind to let a cruel thing like him live among them.

Huddled in a corner of his room, Techno clutches one of Phil’s feathers close to his chest, and pretends that he’s not alone.

Soon enough, the spell settles over the valley, and Techno can’t seem to breathe. His chest burns, he fights for air, but it’s like the air doesn’t exist anymore.

Blackness encroaches on Techno’s vision. Things feel far away. He’s fallen on his side, now.

The lack of oxygen causes a hallucination. And for a time, Techno’s not there in the bunker. He’s in a bed after he and Phil escaped the arena, Phil is tending to the infected wound, promises of care and safety makes the room cozy, Phil’s gentle touch soothing.

And then Techno is gone.

Phil’s back from scouting, with amazing news. All the hunters are dead.

Now Phil makes his way to Techno’s room, knocks on the door, calling out to let Techno know that he’s back.

No answer. Weird.

Phil gets a bad feeling.

The door’s unlocked, though, so Phil lets himself in. Techno’s kerosene lantern is burning on low, and Phil turns it up to get a good view of the room. Freezes.

Alarm bells go off inside Phil’s head.

Techno is laying in the corner, and his face looks kind of blue, and this isn’t right.

Phil runs over to check on him, but Techno is stiff and cold. It’s too late.

And then it hits Phil. Techno looks the same as those hunters, with the blue tinge of magical asphyxiation. The spell targeted humans. Techno was human. How could Phil have been so stupid? Why didn’t Techno say anything?

The funeral is a couple days later, in a beautiful clearing framed by old oak and willow trees.

Phil remembered when he first brought Techno to this community. He had sworn to Techno that he would be safe here.

Phil was a liar.

Phil never seemed quite right after Techno died. He seemed to forget, sometimes, that Techno was gone.

Often, community members would look for him in the morning only to be unable to find him until later, dirty as though he had been lying on the ground.

One day after a particularly cold night with snow on the ground, Phil didn’t show up.

They found him later that day, Phil had fallen asleep on Techno’s grave, and never woke up.

Wow, friend. I give you permission to send me AU's and you send me something HEARTBREAKING AND BEAUTIFUL..Holy SHIT. That hurts so much. They think of him so much as "one of them" that they don't even realize they have chosen to hurt and abandon him. Holy shit. Damn.

So good, but OW.

[anarchy-and-piglins]

you asked and I deliver (I am exceedingly partial to “there are hybrid hunters and they are an active threat” osmp settings so be forewarned)

He spends a long time making bolt holes and hideaways around the valley, stocking them with weapons and food. When confronted, he says they’re in case of emergency for if hunters find the valley. They’re actually for the worst case scenario (the hybrids finally get fed up with having a human in their midst and run him out of town like he thinks he deserves) the rest of the crew finally put together their actual purpose only after Ran and Tubbo get angry one day after he messes with one of their projects. They yell loud and long enough to drive him into a panic, he vanishes, and the crew have to organize a party to find him before the hunters do.

They find Techno in the woods a few months after noticing the hunter’s traps seem to be sabotaged without their intervention. He gets cornered by a group of hunters, gutted and left for dead, and they barely manage to keep him alive. Niki is the first one he sees when he wakes up. he compliments her hair, and she decides right then and there that he’s staying.

Techno grew up in a mixed hybrid family and when they were captured, suffered a lot of scarring. He spends the first few months of his time with the osmp crew pretending to be a hybrid with his hybrid features surgically removed, because he’s afraid they won’t accept him and he can’t go back to the humans who did that to him in the first place.

None of the crew think about how dangerous it is for someone who can’t fly, can’t breathe underwater, cant shrink, and can’t teleport to navigate the floating islands and high bases. Techno manages through sheer stubborn grit for a while before a nasty fall takes him out of commission for a month.

He’s painfully touch-starved for a really long time. It takes a lot of late nights and awkward hugs before Phil sees him staring at a preening circle longingly and realizes touch starvation is also a human thing. He now gets to participate and they play with his hair until he passes out.

he’s usually barefoot. He’s also always got a few knives on him.

Ranboo has a lot of hair jewelry and Techno borrows it regularly. He’s the only one that’s allowed.

Okay okay okay, I'm munching and crunching on these as if they are a bowl of little snacks for me

Ough that one is painful but so so accurate to Techno's character. I wouldn't be surprised if the hidey holes are kind of meant for both, though at the end of the day Techno figures for a long while the hybrids are a bigger threat to him than other humans just because his expectations are so low

HSKJSQJHSQJSQQS YES nice and whumpy, perfect human!Techno osmp backstory

We've been over this but human!Techno pretending to be a hybrid is always tasty

YEAH, I love the 'accidental whump through oversigh' thing so much. Nobody is actively trying to make the commune hostile to Techno, it just is by design and he's too stubborn to mention it until he gets seriously hurt hehe

hsqkhqjqssq UEUEUEUEUE yes

I feel like walking around barefoot is such a bad idea he's gonna lose some toes. Good for him tho!

Peerpressureduo my beloved, I think Ranboo used to have long hair and then cut it off at some point (maybe because long hair was a sign of enderman royalty and they're doing the whole 'disowned by my shitty family' thing). Their hair is now a little above shoulder lenght and they still wear a lot of hair jewelry, but they love braiding Techno's hair and making it pretty and such. It's like, recontextualising something that used to be painful because it reminded them of their family