#Tfp predacons

[artificial-absinthe]

Starscream in the many instances where he's through... unpleasant experiences in the different lines from Mercy.

Commission for @emperor-kumquat.

[darks-lair]

Drew Nightshade as a predacon

Went overboard for sure but I had fun

[klaudia96art]

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[bones4thecats]

❥· Soulmates, Predaking × Predacon! S/O

Characters: Grimlock (🦖) and Predaking (🐉) A/N: Quick and (hopefully) sweet. Hope you guys enjoy! ✎ Summary: After arriving on Earth with Predaking and Ultra Magnus, you and the King of Predacons bond with the Dinobot and teach him the ways of living as a fighting machine. Or... you try to at least...

Prompt: Grimlock’s mentors being Predaking and Predacon! Reader

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🐉 Years ago, you were brought back to life by Shockwave. You served Lord Megatron without any worries about him betraying you; he had stated that the Autobots were the evil ones, that only cemented your beliefs when your future fellow Predacons were destroyed.

🐉 When Ratchet told you and Predaking everything, shock overtook you. You didn't want to believe it. You put all your loyalty into Megatron, only for him to be a backstabbing hunk of scrap!

🐉 Loyalty was worked to be earned after that, and Predaking, along with Bulkhead, Ratchet, Wheeljack, Optimus Prime, and Bumblebee, earned that whole-sparked with you. You would go to the ends of the universe for them.

🦖 Now, looking at the T-Rex Dinobot in front of you, a smile overtook your face. He was just as amazing as they were back then; Bumblebee taught him right. "Now, then you do this!" Predaking said.

🦖🐉 Predaking raised his leg, kicking the car that was hanging above thanks to the help of Sideswipe. The sounds of the car smashing and slamming into a nearby hill made everyone flinch, everyone except for the three animal-transformers there.

🦖🐉 "Awesome!" Grimlock cheered. He then tried doing the same, only to fall onto his back. You saw how Predaking stared with a cocked eyebrow, you just giggled and helped the mech up from the ground. He thanked you and stood up, now back into his bi-pedal mode.

🦖🐉 "You made a good attempt, Grim'." You said. Predaking nodded stiffly behind you and smirked, "You'd make a fine ally for the growing Predacon race."

🦖🐉 "You really think so?!" Grimlock ecstatically shouted. You smiled and nodded with your sparkmate. All of a sudden, another shout came from behind you. There, standing in all his glory, was Ultra Magnus. He looked at you both and waved for you to come to him.

🐉 "Looks like our stay is over." You said, elbowing Predaking as he scoffed. "Why we listen to him is beyond my recognition."

🐉 "Because, dearest, he is allowing us to have a portion of a Cybertron-owned planet. Wouldn't it be nice to have a home of the rest of our race? Shockwave did say he was finding more remains~"

🐉 "I... suppose so."

🦖 "Good. Now," you began. Looking at your student, you wrapped your peryton alt-mode's wings around his upper body. His optics lit up and he hugged back, making you laugh at his innocence. He may have once been a Decepticon, but he was nothing like one.

🦖🐉 You then pulled away and saw that Predaking had also become his alt-mode, his being a dragon. "Good luck on your journey, Grim'!"

🐉 Transforming and flying in the air alongside the King of the Predacons, you waved goodbye to everyone. Ultra Magnus just rolled his optics and walked through the groundbridge, a smirk appearing on his face as you danced around with one another.

🐉 'Unlikely soulmates' as humans would say.

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[full-of-spit]

Transformuary day 5: beastformer

Doggo gets beaten ☹️☹️

[mysticfoxdesigns]

Just realized that I never posted this commission that I did for @emperor-kumquat game TF:Mercy

Predacons crossing the night plains of Cybertron

I threw in the sunset and daytime versions of these as well

Sunset version

Daytime version

Nightime version

[fennecco]

☁︎ Where no one goes ☁︎

Joy flight with the ever so remarkable @valevod ᯓ★

[lakunalaika]

Don't have anything new to post rn so here have a (sorta) older sketch of Predaking!

I still can't figure out how to draw this guy but I'm really fucking stubborn so I'll just keep trying.

{click for better quality!!}

[alexstarksblog]

Damn it.. Spend exactly 4 hours on this formidable lady.. It was worth it to bring it to life!

In short, unexpectedly, but I came up with an idea about a dark Predacon knight in the spirit of the Middle Ages.. Umbra.. Just as ancient, just as powerful, instilling fear in ordinary peasants and rich humans. That's why rumors began to spread among the inhabitants of the Earth about a certain black dragon living among the high mountains and presenting him with gifts in order to appease the beast for the sake of preserving their settlements 🤣

In general, I struggled with it for a long time, but I achieved my goal and was able to finish it even without electricity)) Thanks to my charging station for such support o(*￣▽￣*)ブ

[artificial-absinthe]

Commission for @emperor-kumquat, for his project tf Mercy.

(Which took the eternity 🪦)

(XD)

Where the vehicons share energon and a story with the predacons.

[linuxealcipher]

After 12 hours of work, it’s finished. No Predaking isn’t comfortable in that pose, yes he is trying to be taller on purpose. Shockwaves beasts seem to behave like ill trained siblings.

This has made me much more comfortable drawing transformers but also oohhhhhh my god.

Without shading or lighting or any of that under the cut!

[indragonsaur]

Transformers: Cybertron chronicles: Predaking

[bones4thecats]

Sorry, maybe you can do, Tfp Predacons x Predacon femme reader, where the Predacons compete for the reader's love

TFP! Predacons Fight for Predacon! S/O

Characters: POLY! Predaking, Darksteel, and Skylynx Requester: 🐻Anon A/N: I'll call you 🐻Anon just because I like bears and they fight more than a dove or dragon do (I use character emojis first, okay?!) Anyways, hope you like this!! ⚠️ Spoilers/Trigger Warnings for: Just fluff <3 ⚠️ P.S: The Predacon! Reader is based on a Chimera (specifically two pieces of art I found on Quora and InCryptid Wiki)

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╚═════ Predaking + Darksteel + Skylynx ═══════════════╝

🐉🐻🕊️ This was getting very annoying for you. You, as a fellow Predacon, understood that having a more rough-and-tumble personality was normal for your kind. But the way that these three were handling it was beyond you

🐉🐻🕊️ You were in your alt-mode, one resembling a 'Chimera' as Raf once said, just watching as the trio 'play fought'. But you of all beings understood that with each hit they laid on another another, they meant everything personally

🐉 You were closest with Predaking. He was created a little while before you, and since you both arrived to serve Megatron together, your bond was by-far the strongest out of all other Cybertronians you had met and befriended

🐉 Unknowingly to you, the self-proclaimed King of Predacons had begun to see as more than an ally and fellow Predacon. He began to see you as a potential sparkmate, not because of his dream of your kind rising back up, but because he loved you

🐻 Darksteel on the other hand, was a pain in your aft. He would constantly mess with your different appendages. And I mean that

🐻 This guy would sneak up behind you whenever you were resting and just randomly mess with your horns, serpent-like tail, and your hooves. And whenever he wouldn't stop, you would snap your deadly tail at him, which made him laugh, say bye, and fly off

🕊️ Finally, with Skylynx. He did not like you at first and the same went with you, you kinda hated him. Not as much as you did Megatron for keeping you hostage and trying to kill Predaking years prior, but it still wasn't a small hatred

🕊️ But, as time passed, you both grew to enjoy one another's company. You would fly by and talk about how you were on your last nerve with Darksteel and how you were so close to beating him to scrap-metal, much to the lighter-Predacon's amusement

🐉🐻🕊️ To sum it up; Predaking liked you because you grew together and were really close, Darksteel liked you because you could be kind-yet-deadly when provoked (entertaining), and Skylynx liked you because you shared some things in common yet were different enough to be fun around

🐉🐻🕊️ But, as you grew close with the trio, they began to notice how they treated you. Predaking would be around you the most, huddling up next to you in your alt-modes to recharge, Darksteel would play-fight and fly around with you, and Skylynx would spend more time talking and acting like best-friends with you

🐉🐻🕊️ Unfortunately for you that day, the three mechs all asked you observe their strengths and deem one the winner. You knew what they really wanted, they wanted you to watch them fight for dominance and pick one to bond with. That all leads you to now

🐉🐻🕊️ As they all put their full-potential into this fight, you heard an engine rumble behind you. You stood and saw that it was the Autobot you were closest to, Bulkhead, driving towards your form

"Bulkhead. It's nice to see you after a while." You said, a playful smirk coming on your face.

"Yeah, same to you, Y/N." He replied.

🐉🐻🕊️ Your smirk turned into a genuine smile as you sat back down, this time in your bipedal-mode and patted the spot next to you for him to sit down and speak

🐉🐻🕊️ Bulkhead sat down and looked as the three Predacons continued their fight, they tails, wings, or claws swinging left and right as they either dodged or got hit. He chuckled as you groaned in annoyance

"Now you know how Ultra Magnus felt whenever Jackie did something against his orders." He joked.

"I suppose."

🐉🐻🕊️ As you and Bulkhead spoke about the finalization on territories for the Autobots and Predacons, the mechs had finally narrowed themselves down to their final attacks. Darksteel and Skylynx attempted to hit Predaking, making him transform and pin them down with his large clawed-feet

"Well, I guess you have a winner now." Bulkhead announced, making you look up and down at the three mechs' final stance.

"I'm not surprised. He won against them last time, why would this time be any different?"

"Fair. Anyways, I should get going. Ultra Magnus said that he would bring by the territory-mapping for you guys to finalize in about a cycle, is that okay?"

"Yep. See you, Bulkhead!"

"See ya', Y/N!"

🐉🐻🕊️ You looked back at the guys and sighed, noticing how they were now beginning to wrestle on the ground, screaming about how they would win the spark of yours no matter what

🐉🐻🕊️ Rolling your optics, you transformed and began flying down to where they were before lifting your back legs, kicking Skylynx away, taking your claws and scratching Darksteel while punching him back before using your serpent-tail to grab Predaking and take him down to the floor before transforming once more

"Quit your bickering, you sound like a bunch of sparklings." You demanded.

🐉🐻🕊️ The three each groaned in pain as your tail swayed and and you walked away to where the remains of Team Prime were working, leaving the guys to heal themselves

"They like me best."

"They do not!"

"Yeah, they like me best, Skylynx!"

"Shut up, Darksteel!"

[blade-liger-4ever]

What if....Smokescreen became a Prime in S3?

(Stealing slightly from MiniKoontzy's Fire of Youth fanfic, but also just trying to make it my own. Also, pretend with me that Breakdown lived, joined the 'Bots, and maybe Dreadwing remains alive with the 'Cons for now.)

First of all, Optimus would likely die somewhere between part four and five, and Smokescreen has to quickly hold off on his grief (after a bit of tears and sobs) when Optimus appears in a vision to encourage him to take the Matrix, as he has been deemed worthy by the Matrix and the Thirteen (also note, mixing and matching canon a bit here on out.)

Smokescreen does as he's told, but is forced to undergo some painful upgrades to better combat the threats facing his team. Coming to after being upgraded by the Primes, he finds that he's as tall as S3 Optimus was with slightly less muscle, and when on solid ground again discovers he has a unique beast alt mode: a dragon with the flexible and aquatic capable body of a tiger, the wings of an eagle, serrated claws on his paws, wolf-like teeth, and a whip thin tail with a small clutter of spikes at the end. Onyx quickly fills him in on his new abilities - namely that he can fly faster than any human jet, was given strength enough to combat Megatron and the Predacon, blue fire-breath, and the ability to ignite himself with blue flames to heal/better defend himself.

After getting the flying maneuvers down with Onyx's aid, Smokescreen - now called Antares Prime - takes off for Darkmount, his grief and rage (like the rest of his personality, having been strengthened and increased) now bordering on animalistic. It takes his own effort as well as that of Optimus and Onyx's to keep himself from killing Megatron right away, though he finds himself feeling marginally better when he and Ultra Magnus bring down the tower.

Once returned to Hanger E, Antares feels uncertainty and fear gnaw at him as he stands just on the edge outside of the building in 'Bot mode. He sees them all - Ratchet, Bulkhead, Bumblebee, Arcee, Breakdown, Wheeljack, Magnus, and even his old former classmate and best friend, Red Alert - but aside from Red, Breakdown, Bulkhead, and Wheeljack, he feels isolated. Alone.

When questioned by the senior medic, who quickly deduces the identity of the new Prime, Antares informs them all of what happened: How Optimus remained behind and he went back for him, how he desperately tried to preserve his life, how he'd gotten the Forge of Solus Prime, how he was too late to save him, and how the Matrix chose him as Optimus' successor. He waits, holding his breath, watching for their reactions.

Arcee is the one who loses it.

She practically howls at him, that Optimus chose the rookie to replace him, that he didn't move fast enough, that he should've done more, or even died instead of Optimus. Antares makes no move, feeling guilty of every conviction she throws against him, until memories from the Matrix surface as Onyx's wrath and remembrance surge forward into Antares' mental vision -

He sees Arcee disobey Optimus and nearly cost Fowler his life. He sees the results of both her actions and Jack's, and how Vince - whom Smokescreen had twice playfully pranked to get even for Jack and teach the bully a lesson in humility - was nearly captured and killed because of her pride. He sees Optimus attempt in vain time after time to stop her and get her to listen about seeking revenge against Airachnid.

Antares sees it all...and he doesn't know how much of the wrath he feels is his or Onyx's.

He silences the two-wheeler and all who are trying to stop her with a swing of his arm and a bellowed, "SELFISH HYPOCRITE!!"

All voices cease, and as righteous fury burns in his stomach, Antares feels his body ignite with flame. Realizing his anger, hearing Optimus' pleas and heeding his own desire for peace, he just as quickly snaps his arm back to his chest, clutching the limb as steam pours off of his frame.

Hissing, reigning in the temper that has so uncharacteristically taken him over, Antares manages to regain control before glaring at Arcee.

But his blue eyes glow with fire, and another voice seems to speak alongside his own:

"You claimed for months I was a risk to Jack Darby's safety, and a tactical liability. Yet all I did was attempt to bring some form of good performance on the field to the team, and even as overzealous and thoughtless as I was, I never once disobeyed Optimus. And the one time I did, I did so for his sake rather than my own. I watched him creep ever closer to death, helpless to do anything but ease his pain and worries. And now - now, I see through the Matrix, through the Prime with all forms of sight, revered for his sense of justice, and overseer of the dead - that you, YOU put more lives in danger of death than I ever did. You consistently put your own needs and desires above the team, above Jack's safety, and above Optimus' concerns. You've no right to judge him whose orders you persistently disregarded, least of all when he was on the verge of joining the AllSpark. I am your superior, Arcee. Your Prime. I care not for apologies. As Smokescreen, I reached out to you, yet you swatted my servo aside. I will fight with you as your leader, your fellow soldier - but we will never be more than comrades on the field. Do I make my point clear?"

There's a heavy, cowed silence in the room as Arcee - who had taken a few steps back at Antares' fury - stares at him in dull shock and conflicted emotions. Bulkhead is the first to speak, assuring the young Prime that they understand, and with his prompting, she reluctantly concedes. Antares' gaze, when landing on the green Wrecker, softens ever so slightly, and straightening, he suggests they all recover before he retrieves Optimus' remains and the Forge in the morning.

Tired, angry, and quietly frightened, Antares leaves for another corner of the airfield, unable and unwilling to face his team.

But the sound of running pedes, as familiar as his newly recognized scent is strange, makes the Prime's fast pace slow. A voice calling out his name, his old name, makes him freeze. And when Red Alert stops behind him, asking to talk to him, it causes Antares to rapidly revisit his old memories. Soon, he turns to face his best friend, who sees the heartbroken, grief-stricken look on his face as, with a hitch, Smokescreen speaks to him quietly:

"I watched him slip away...But Red, I - I wasn't there with him. He died alone - alone, and I should have, should've -"

He squeezes his optics closed, voice hitching. In half a second, Red Alert has embraced his friend, and Antares can't help but practically collapse into his arms, the grief and sadness too much. Red Alert holds him, sharing his pain and shedding tears of his own alongside his Prime, his best friend.

And during a lull, Antares hoarsely whispers, "Everything is too big. My emotions, my frame, and my rage - Primus Red, I nearly killed Megatron and the rest like an animal -"

"Hey, calm down," Red Alert soothes, pulling back enough to look at him. "Look at me, Antares."

The use of his Prime name makes him focus on the combat medic, and with a gentle firmness, he assures, "I know it's a lot to accept, and even more to adjust to. But you were always the fast learner of our class. You aced more often than you got into trouble fighting with the slackers, and I know for a fact that you'll get the hang of this. And if it's too much, if you're really that scared of your new coding, I'll help you, though you might need to talk to Onyx - and if he's listening, he'd better know he should help or I'll find a way to make him help."

The threat, so genuinely backed by severity as it is playfulness, makes Antares laugh. How he missed Red Alert and his hidden humor! How he missed his steady presence and reassuring words!

In that moment, he makes his first true decision as a Prime, clarified and agreed upon by Red Alert: the combat medic, when not on the field or otherwise tending the injured, is his doctor and confidante. He'll need a friend by his side, one who knows him and his physical needs/past, and who he can trust when the burdens he's bearing become too much for him.

The next day, he leaves for the cavern where Optimus and the Forge reside, taking Ratchet with him for the mission. Together, they find a place in Wyoming to bury him, and both 'Bots take a moment to grieve the loss of their leader and friend before taking their leave. During this time, Antares finds himself feeling a more genuine friendship opening up between himself and Ratchet, though they both recognize that it will never be what they each had with Optimus.

Once the task is complete, Antares takes a day to familiarize himself with the 'Bots now under his command and the situation they're now in. He realizes that while he joined them, only Optimus and Bulkhead were truly his friends from the original squad - and even then, Bulkhead took a great deal of time to become remotely fond of him. However, Breakdown is the one who never abused him during his tenure on Team Prime. As a matter of fact, Breakdown respected and appreciated him, normally engaging in friendly banter and training with him when they weren't on missions. Knowing he needs a link to Optimus' crew and someone who he can feel secure with in his inner circle, Antares privately chooses the former 'Con as his connection to the others and, recalling his higher rank back then and the records he read, elevates Breakdown to the status of lieutenant among their ranks.

Now, he considers who shall be his tactical officers - and prays it won't end disastrously.

It takes a while to organize it, in part because of their past, but Antares convinces Ultra Magnus to be his second-in-command while Wheeljack - who had once been a high ranking Wrecker - will be his first officer. There's lots of tension and a few playground insults, but Antares convinces them with bridled frustration to put the past aside on account of his need for their tactical expertise. He explains that he was no leader in the past, and he'll need their counsel to find both sound strategy and flexible adaptability in order to better lead the Autobots. Wheeljack was always rather fond of Smokescreen, respecting his eagerness and quick-thinking, and thus promises to be on his best behavior - though he also notes that he can't guarantee all will be sunshine, rainbows, and unicorn farts between him and Magnus.

Antares chuckles at the perfectly befuddled look on the commander's expression. "That's all I ask. For now," he notes, smile returning to a controlled look of blank acceptance. "Keep me posted on updates from 'Con activity, and while you're at it, work with Ratchet to locate energon deposits. For this week, I'll be working with the Thirteen and Red Alert on - heh, 'taming the beast'."

With that, he turns and leaves for the airfield, and both senior officers do not miss the seriousness that has overcome their new leader.

As the week passes, all is quiet. No Decepticon activity is recorded, and a few energon deposits are found and quickly raided. The only disturbance is of Antares practicing with his new beast mode, his control and focus steadily becoming greater as Red Alert helps him in some combat maneuvers via a holographic training projector he had on him when arriving on Earth. At the same time, Onyx slowly teaches him how to suppress the primal instincts his new form has, and when to merge them with rational thought to improve performance in the field.

But despite this success, all the Autobots take note of Antares' unusual restraint. He smiles slightly and makes a few sarcastic comments, but they seem more somber, and almost deprecating. It causes them to worry, and even Breakdown and Wheeljack's attempts to lighten his mood in their free time is met with assurances that all is well. Red Alert, though he has ideas of his own for bringing Smokescreen out of his shell a bit, hopes someone can be found to better the process, as there's only so much he can do.

Optimus feels the same way, and on the following Sunday, when Antares suffers another bout of nightmares, the fallen Prime searches the airfield for a suitable friend and mentor to his successor.

His search leads him to the barracks as a young man - mentally and physically older than Smokescreen, yet still youthful - awakes and feels the safe, gentle presence of the Prime that he does not recall falling asleep to the previous night.

His dog tags reveal his name and rank to be Sergeant First Class Franklin Talltree, although the young Navajo introduces himself as Airborne.

Though the human cannot see it, Optimus Prime smiles.

To be continued....

[antenanotaic3]

TFP AU where Megatron realized he had no use for Screamy in season 3 and turns him over to Shockwave who makes a Predacon out of his spare parts

((Starscream never gets to be on bad terms with Predaking so this happens))

[dat-lil-shark]

So this is a little funny thing I did