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bones4thecats · 5 months ago

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Hello! Thank you for the answering my previous request, it was a lovely read. If you are still open for requests at the time of me sending this, I would like to request some general relationship headcanons for TFP Megatron, Starscream, Soundwave, and Shockwave with a Cybertronian S/O. Thank you for your time and I hope you have a good day! - ❤️‍🩹Anon

Relationship Hcs With TFP Decepticons

Characters: Megatron, Starscream, Soundwave and Shockwave Requester: ❤️‍🩹Anon A/N: It's nice to hear from you again, ❤️‍🩹Anon! Thank you for the compliment on your past request! Anyways, I do hope you enjoy this Transformers Prime request. By the way, be on the lookout for titles that are naturally feminine, I couldn't find many gender-neutral ones. P.S: The character labeled in the last bit of hcs is completely fictional. ⚠️ Spoilers/Trigger Warnings for: Transformers Prime Series and Movie ⚠️

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👑 This guy is known for his tyrannical behavior, but he does tone it down when it comes to you being around him. Megatron does care about his S/O dearly in his spark

👑 Megatron started the war because of the unjust ranking in society, but he also started the war because he did not want you to be shoved around like nothing anymore. He may have been a respected gladiator in the Pits of Kaon, but even that title can only go so far in a corrupt society

👑 Over the course of the war, Megatron appointed many to his side, which was called the Decepticons. And throughout the claiming of titles, he dubbed you his right-hand. After all, a Lord is nothing without a Lady

👑 He may not seem like it, but this ruler is fairly good at treating his lover as an equal. Megatron may be a psychopath during his reign over the Decepticons, but he has morals deep down in his spark

👑 Anyways, when the war did begin to go against both sides and Cybertron fell when it came to life, Megatron was the first mech to realize it. And when he saw how the supposed-quick-war was growing longer with every passing cycle, he rushed you off the planet and onto the Nemesis ship first, with him and his most trusted followers joining

👑 Throughout his time out in space locating the mystical Dark Energon, you attempted to stay in direct contact with him the best. Before he ventured to far away, leaving the Nemesis in control of you and the official second-in-command, Starscream

👑 It was painful ruling alongside the egotistical seeker, but when your sparkmate returned, you lunged at the opportunity to rule alongside him instead

👑 While he was under the influence of the dark energon, he attempted to keep you far away from him, which showed just how much he valued your existence. You may have been an amazing fighter, but he could overpower you with ease

👑 Megatron's death was also the thing that caused many to see just how close you two were. When his limp and sparkless frame fell from the Nemesis, through the atmosphere of Earth, and down into the vast and deep ocean below, you cried in agony while multiple Vehicons carried you away. All Autobots, including ones like Ratchet and Arcee, were shocked to see you crying over his death. They suspected that he was an abuser, when it reality, he was better than that... he was your dream mech...

👑 Before your escaped, you were taken away by the Autobots, locked away in your once thriving ship with your medic Knockout and the many Vehicons who stayed loyal. Though, it seemed that the Autobots, especially Optimus, felt pity for you

👑 And while he laid apparently deceased in everyone else's mind, you felt his spark pulsating through your bond. You were shocked when it was announced that Megatron somehow had come back from the dead, but you knew once you looked at him that he wasn't the Megatron you once knew and loved

👑 During the fight, you were one to fight alongside the Predacons, using your advanced fighting skills when in flight-mode to attack easily. After the actual fighting, Predaking looked at you and nodded, making you fly off and to the surface of the hopefully-near thriving Cybertron

"Megatron...?"

"Y/N."

"Megs!"

👑 You lunged forward in a sprint and allowed the large mech to pick you up, spinning you around and hug you as you wept into his now-spikier armor. You then rose your head and relaid it down on his forehead, only looking away from him when you heard the coughs of a certain scrawny-stiletto wearing seeker

👑 Starscream merely backed away scared as you and Megatron glared and the titular mech yelled at him in anger. And before you flew after your lover, who was exiling himself after saying the Decepticons were no longer working and he was turning his title in as a warlord, you smiled at the Autobots and handed Knockout a small tablet with a photograph of the main 'cons, then it changed to one of you, Knockout and Breakdown

👑 The red mech smiled and gave you a small hug before you heard Megatron yell for you, making you transform after sending your goodbyes and flying away. A new life to start with your lover, away from war and away from the blood-soaked regime of your old lives

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»»——————————-　 Starscream 　———————————-««

💫 He first met you while he was controlling a large armada of fellow seekers in the Cybertronian Air Command. You were a new recruit and gained a close bond with the raspy-Decepticon, quickly rising in the ranks before becoming Lieutenant-General of the Air Command

💫 While under the control of Megatron, he showed quite a favoritism to you. And believe me when I say this; Starscream hated how close he acted towards you

💫 It was when Soundwave revealed you and Starscream's spark-bond that Megatron stiffened slightly around you, but did still act fairly cordial. Until his motives began to worsen over the next few hundred years

💫 Many view Starscream as a very manipulative and fearful being, and they're not wrong there. At first, he tried manipulating you, but you eventually grew onto him like a mold

💫 He also has used you like a Cybertronian-Shield multiple times. But, you always were at the ready with a weapon when against the Autobots and their meddlesome human allies

💫 Speaking of him using you as a shield, while he may use you as one when it comes to some battles when he is obviously at a disadvantage, when it comes to his beatings against your leader, you become his defendant. At least when it gets bad enough to be possibly life-threatening

💫 Starscream puts on a macho-mech persona, which he only lets down when his life in in danger or when you are in a major accident. Like when the Autobots were fighting against you and Shockwave while retrieving a Predacon's fossil. He had immediately noticed you were going to have a small concussion

💫 He was the one who went out with Soundwave to defend you, he could care less about Shockwave's spark. He needed you alive, not him.

💫 You guys are one of the cutest duos on the Nemesis. Whenever a Vehicon walks by you two speaking with a smile lodged on both of your faces, they just look at one another and chuckle

💫 It's your gentle-nature that makes Starscream feel unworthy of having you around. He views himself as inferior, and this only grows when he serves under Megatron. The larger mech makes him feel completely worthless, especially by comparing him to others, specifically Shockwave and Soundwave

💫 Unlike Starscream, you helped fight against Unicron when he possessed Megatron. You helped Shockwave gather his three Predacons to send them off, before going off to use your flight to your advantage before leaving to find Starscream

💫 He angered you slightly when he tried convincing Megatron to take over Cybertron again, and after he flew off, you sent him a comm saying you hoped he lived a fulfilling rest of his life. He just chuckled and wished you and Starscream a good future, making you smile and look at your spark-mate

💫 Smiling at the Autobots nervously, Starscream transformed and yelled for you to follow suit. You sighed and threw a vile of finished synthetic-energon at Ratchet, making him gasp and chuckle as you winked and flew off. What an exit... one worthy of his old lab partner and good friend

💫 As Starscream chanted about being the new leader of the Decepticons, you heard the Predacons approach and stared wide-eyed as they glared at Starscream but not you... damn you were always favored more than him🤣

"Y/N...? Why are they glaring at me so much...?"

"Pretty sure they wanna eat you. You might wanna start running, Hon'."

💫 You just looked at the three mechs and told them to go easy on him, and they just huffed before nodding and chasing him. Leaving a smiling Cybertronian behind

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»»——————————-　 Soundwave 　———————————-««

🔊 Ah, the loving silent mech himself.

🔊 He, unlike others, did not meet you before the war began. Instead, you were assigned to be his fellow third-in-command, except you were more located outside of the ship and leading attacks than him

🔊 Soundwave is fairly difficult to get to know at first, since he doesn't speak and doesn't show any reaction. Y'know- with the visor-face and all...

🔊 But, when you did get closer with the mech, it was known to all on the Nemesis that you were held in high regard not only to Lord Megatron, but to the third-in-command as well. Not even Starscream dared to lay a servo on you, fear of retaliation from both of the powerful mechs overwhelming him

🔊 Now, if you are smaller than him, he does make sure you stay out of others ways or get jobs that fit the way you are built and can handle. Normally, the smaller the Cybertronian, the thinner amount of weight they can handle

🔊 Though, if you are bigger, he trusts you to handle yourself a lot more. He would watch over you in battle, sending you codes that could help you in defeating the Autobots and retrieving whatever Megatron needed

🔊 Soundwave also is a very busy mech, so most of the time he has work to do. So, in those kinds of situations, he sends his precious minicon, Laserbeak, out to observe you. Ordering him to send a distress single if you were in danger and he couldn't do anything to help

🔊 When he was kidnapped by the Autobots, you were beyond unstable. Throwing items back and forth across your shared room, successfully scaring all that passed and heard you mixture of angry screams and cries of agony

🔊 Him coming back made your mood lighten up, and it caused even Megatron to slightly smile seeing you run up to him and hug him tightly, before cringing at the sight of the Autobot medic, and your old friend, Ratchet, being thrown in cuffs and pushed away to a holding cell

🔊 You stayed right beside him as best as you could, helping out with everything until those wretched humans came around and had a second Ground-Bridge opened, wrapping both you and him in the warp. Before carrying your screaming frame as his struggling one inside

🔊 Soundwave slightly strutted before lunging at the three mortals, unsuccessfully ending them. This made you gasp and stutter in realization... you were stuck in the Shadowzone with no way out of it and no-one except those humans to know where you were

🔊 Falling to your knees, you began to weep as Soundwave kneeled in front of you and held you close. A low tune being played over his speakers

"Will we ever get out of here...?"

"I will stop at nothing to get us out of here, Y/N." Soundwave said, his natural voice running through your audials.

"I love you..."

"And I love you as well."

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🧪 Shockwave and you met in another fairly odd way

🧪 As a very head-strong member of the Cybertronian Sea Special Ops, and holding the rank of a Major, you always kept your mind right on the target. And when you were sent in by your General, Preon, to observe a supposed operation of a revolution against the Council

🧪 You disguised yourself with a device modeled by one of the engineers, and when you came into contact with the one-eyed mech, you were enamored. And you couldn't lie, hearing Megatron's speech of freedom from the damaging oppression laid stuck in your head

🧪 Over time, you began to use your Black Ops skills to escape detection and help Shockwave gain different objects he needed for his experiments. And when you revealed your treachery to the Cybertronian Council, he felt a pang in his spark that was unfamiliar

🧪 While first deeming it illogical, Shockwave did enjoy being in a close relationship with you. You were highly skilled in battle and in everything scientific

🧪 Shockwave is a very distant mech because of his work. He serves the Decepticon cause very well, to the point where many say he comes in a dual battle against Soundwave's loyalty to the cause

🧪 Despite the complaints of Megatron, you stayed on Cybertron, and got damaged when fighting against Arcee and Cliffjumper. And even he had to admit, you grew on him a lot faster than he initially believed. The cyclopian-mech did also prove to be better at being a doctor than he or you thought

🧪 Shockwave does care about you in a unique way. While he doesn't show it outright like other Cybertronians, he does prove how much he cares about you with simple methods. He does three main things; he is extremely honest, sharing his opinions on all matters, Shockwave also trusts you with tasks he wouldn't trust anyone else with, such as caring for the Predacons while he is outside gathering more fossils, and he loves to show his loyalty. He could care less about everyone else, you are his top-priority when it comes to dangerous situations

🧪 If you ever had doubts of your bond, he immediately addresses it. He may be working while speaking, but he does show his devotion to you first

"Shockwave... do I... mean anything to you...?"

"That's one of the most illogical things I have ever heard." Shockwave replied. "If I saw no use in having a relationship with you, I would never had proposed our spark-bond coming to light. I don't ever want to hear about you doubting yourself, Y/N. Understood?"

🧪 He's not the most ideal mech to be bonded to for life, but he isn't the worst

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fallenneziah · 24 days ago

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Hi! Love your blog!

Can you do a scenario where tfp wheeljack and/or tfp megatron with their soft s/o (human or cybertronain your choice) being bulled or harassed by someone. What would they do?

Thank you so much for stopping by! I've been rewatching the series so the influx of requests is really fun. I'm glad you enjoy it here, and I hope you like this.

Megatron and Wheeljack reacting to their S/O being harassed. (Separately)

Will absolutely deal with any harassment himself. While on one hand he'd usually let Soundwave depart anyone making trouble, when they make trouble toward you, it's a whole different story.

You had just finished getting your usual scan from Knockout after kicking some Autobot tailpipe out on that mud ball called earth. You were a little sore in the joints but you at least managed to retrieve the relic that Megatron was so insistent on busting his bearings for. Not like you were going to complain or protest, you were more than willing to do something if it meant making Megatron happy for more than a minute at a time.

As you walked down the halls of the Nemesis the incessant clicking of heels made your insides grind together in frustration.

And as you had suspected, that squeaky, whiny voice broke the air, rushing up to you. "Ah, look at you, retrieving the relic for your precious master. How does it feel?"

You rolled your eyes. "Starscream, whatever you have to say, I'm really not interested."

Starscream's wings fluttered and he rushed up to you again. "You misunderstood. I merely came to congratulate you on your work. Why is that a crime??"

You turned to him, glaring at the con. "You know why. Megatron told you to keep your distance, remember?"

Starscream grit his denta and curled his servos. "Ah... Yes. That- misunderstanding..."

"You tried to climb into my berth, Starscream. That wasn't a 'misunderstanding'." You had been butting helms with Starscream for a long time. You didn't understand why Megatron didn't just chuck him. Especially after what he did last time. Trying to get in your good graces while Megatron was locked in stasis.

You told Megatron right away when he first awoke, what a pleasant way to be greeted. By learning your scheming second in command tried to sleep with your partner.

Starscream laughed nervously. "That was merely diplomatic! I was trying to build relations-"

"Save it for the scrap heap, Starscream." You dismissed him and kept on your way, walking toward the throne room, the helm of the Nemesis to find your partner.

But that annoying clack of stiletto heels continued after you, panting as he raced to your side. You glared and continued on your way, not looking at him in hopes he'd get the hint and buzz off.

Starscream however, did not like being ignored. He grabbed your wrist and looked at you with those big red, pathetic eyes. "Please, give me a chance."

You frowned and tried to break your wrist from his grip. "Starscream, get off! I'm not sleeping with you, even if you weren't half as scummy and slimy as you are."

He gasped, his brow plates going up, and then slanting again. "You-"

"Starscream!"

Starscream jumped out of his armor, his optics turning to the massive frame taking up the space of the hallway. Megatron glared down at his second in command, the dark scar lines carved into his face only makes his expression more menacing.

Stood just behind him was the much smaller frame of Soundwave, visor blank and stature as still as a rock.

He ratted on him!!

"Lord Megatron-" Starscream let go of your wrist and tucked his wings in, attempting to seem more pathetic and tiny to Megatron. "I was merely-"

"Starscream, you have no excuse that will make me satisfied you had a right to put your hands on what is mine." His voice was threatening as he walked forward, making Starscream scramble back in response.

"I was not!-"

You moved to Megatron's side, feeling his taloned servo briefly grace your back, digits playing across the plating to assure himself of your presence.

"Apologies, my dear. Soundwave, make them comfortable in my chambers." He dismissed you with an assuring glance, and you nodded. You didn't give Starscream a second thought before you were turned and following Soundwave.

The wretched scream of Starscream bounced off the hallway, but Soundwave kept up his even walk next to you.

"You rat him out for me?" You asked softly.

Soundwave didn't reply, but you'd been around him long enough to know he had your back. And hated Starscream as much as you did.

While you were getting comfortable, Megatron's optics were full of near physical fire. He had Starscream by the face, dragging him down the hallway and threw him into an empty room.

Starscream struggled for air, scrambling back. "Lord Megatron! Have mercy! I didn't mean to intrude, I promise!" His optics widened, staring up at the gladiator.

Megatron chuckled darkly and he kicked Starscream. "Just like you didn't mean to attempt to sleep with them behind my back??" He spat with a venomous tone.

Starscream whimpered and curled up, the beating seemed to last for hours. But by the time Megatron had dragged the seeker to Knockout, he was so very lucky Megatron hadn't severed his vitals where he'd stood...

Megatron entered his chambers when he was finished and saw you relaxing on the berth with Soundwave posted nearby. He released Soundwave back to his work and turned his gaze to you.

"Did he hurt you?"

You lightly rubbed your wrist. "No, I think you hurt him enough for both of us."

Megatron let out a rumbly hum and walked over, taking your hand. He examined your wrist until he was satisfied. He did not see you as weak, the last thing he'd look for in a partner was weakness, and you were far from.

"I should end him for this..."

"So you didn't?" You smiled a little, but the joke didn't exactly land. A tense moment passed before you sighed. "I promise, I'm fine." You patted his massive servo, and that seemed to ease him.

"Very well, my dear. But I will not hesitate to end him if he tries again."

Your travels with Wheeljack had been long, and the Jackhammer was running low on fuel when you decided to stop at a nearby Autobot outpost. It was one of the few not abandoned toward the exodus of the war when troops started to flee from Cybertron.

It was hidden amongst the stars, a nice and cozy place for fueling, company, and information.

"Where do you think we'll head after this?" You turned your helm to Wheeljack as he landed the Jackhammer on one of the lots of the outpost.

He turned to you with a little smirk. "Who knows. Maybe we'll meet up with some of the wreckers."

"Hah, wouldn't that be a dream." You smiled as you stood. Wheeljack nodded for you to go first, ushering you out of the ship and out onto the ground to stretch your pedes and back struts.

"Ah." You let out a soft breath, feeling Wheeljack lightly pat your hip. "Come on, I'll fill 'er up, you go get us a drink for the road."

You smiled and watched his back as he went to barter energon for the ship. So you headed for the outpost bar next to the office. Maybe you'd pick up a report on your way out and get you two on a little mission to pass the time.

The inside of the bar wasn't particularly crowded. Some of the members who stuck around the outpost and bounty hunters that were passing through the boundary of Decepticon and Autobot territory.

You went to the front and ordered two tall drinks of energon, waiting by the end of the bar. Your digits tapped against the metal surface while waiting. So long out in space with only Wheeljack had turned you into something of a bot watcher. You enjoyed seeing so many people in one place, as much as it also made you anxious.

Your digits continued to rhythmically tap, a motion that kept you calm and aware of your surroundings.

Well, that was until a bot decided to try his luck. He walked up to you and leaned against the bar counter, his bright blue optics meeting yours. "Nice seeing a new face around here. How long you staying, soldier?" He looked down at your digits, then back to your face.

"Not long. My partner is filling up our ride." You replied simply, dismissing the conversation while waiting.

He hummed and raised his brow plates. "Partner, hey?"

"Yes, partner." You turned your helm to the bar, not giving the bot a second thought until he spoke up again.

"Y'know, I got a group of scavengers planning to meet up with some of the Autobot big names, if you're interested. Might get a shot at the front lines."

You looked back at him, then shook your helm. "I'm happy where I'm at. We offer a hand where we're needed."

He hummed, his brow plates flicking up briefly. "If you say so. Sounds boring, that's no life for a soldier, is it?"

Your optics briefly flickered back to Wheeljack entering the crowded bar, then back at the mech. You leaned up and put your weight onto your fidgeting arm. "Look, I don't know what you want, but I'm not taking it. I've got a good partner, we're just passing through."

The mech's expression truly soured and his servo moved to grasp your hip. His digits barely grazed your armor before Wheeljack grabbed his wrist tightly, twisting his arm back up and turning the mech toward him.

"Woah Woah, having a party over here are we? And I wasn't invited? Shame..." His optics glowed, brows slanting, his grip tightening.

The mech looked at Wheeljack and grit his denta. "We were just having a conversation. Your partner here tells me you're just passing through." He grumbled.

"That we are." He said as the bartender passed over the drinks and Wheeljack dropped the mech's servo to grab his drink and chugged it back, tapping the cube on the counter.

"Drink up darling, we'll be in the sky again soon." He winked at you, and you couldn't help feeling a bit flustered. Of course he has to act like this when someone is trying to get in with you.

Wheeljack pushed past the mech subtly and offered you your drink, his servo taking its place on your hip, gently rubbing the plating there.

You took the energon and drank it down, enjoying the energy in your system. You were about ready to go now, you didn't want to spend more time here if you didn't have to.

"Now, if you'll excuse us." Wheeljack threw the mech a threatening look and motioned you toward the door.

He turned back to the mech one last time as you left, and he gave the mech a threatening look again. "Try that slag again and I'll cut you up so fast you won't know what happened. No self respecting Autobot would attempt the shit you just did."

He pointed his digit to the mech's chest. "You're just lucky they're more important to me than some nobody soldier, or I'd grind you into scrap, wrecker style." He moved past and patted the mech harshly on the back as he did.

"Jackie..." You looked up at him and sighed once he came out of the bar.

Wheeljack lightly shushed you with a kiss to the helm. "I've got it taken care of. Besides, I think he'll be pretty unhappy when he leaves..."

You raised a brow plate, before spotting his empty hip where he usually kept his singular grenade.

"Jackie-"

Wheeljack smiled and guided you toward the Jackhammer. "Shh, he deserves it. He better be glad I didn't pound his metal right there. I'd have made a fool of him." He grit his denta.

He looked down at your servo, gently taking it. Though you weren't tapping your digits anymore, he could tell you'd been anxious.

"But my partner comes first."

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bots-and-cons · 5 months ago

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Hi! Could I please request comfort/fluff hcs for bots reacting to a gender neutral human accidentally calling them "dad"? For Megatron and Optimus! :D

A/N: I’ve actually done this before for Optimus, and a couple other bots, so I’m not gonna write that again, but you can find that post here. I did Megatron and decided to do Ratchet too this time around

~Ratchet~

•Ratchet honestly didn’t even notice it when you said it, he just answered your question and the “dad” part didn’t even register

•After a few minutes, when he’d gone back to his work, he just stopped for a second and asked, very loudly “did you just call me dad?!”

•Ratchet’s not angry or annoyed, he just has some issues with volume control

•He actually found it to be quite amusing and it warmed his spark to be called that

•You apologized and felt super embarrassed, because you took his very loud question to mean he was angry

•He noticed the upset look on your face, so he immediately went like “I’m not angry with you, I actually found it quite endearing”

•You didn’t want to tell him it was an accident, because he seemed to quite like it, and maybe it wasn’t totally an accident and you testing the waters subconsciously

•You start calling him “dad” occasionally, but it’s still like half accidental sometimes

•Ratchet does find it really endearing and he does think it’s an honor to be called that, because that means you consider him family, or at least something close to that

~Megatron~

•Megatron and you were talking and you were supposed to leave the Nemesis to go get some snacks from the store

•You just waved at him and shouted “bye dad” as you hopped into Breakdown’s front seat and he sped through the ground bridge

•It took Megatron a while to react, because he was so shocked, but when he was about to answer, you had already gone

•You had actually just told Breakdown to go quickly, because you were embarrassed and didn’t want Megatron to make fun of you or complain about calling him “dad”

•So Megatron got some time to think about it, and so did you

•He doesn’t really get shocked very often, and he freezes like that even more rarely, so he didn’t really like that he reacted like that, which of course made him cranky

•But he did have to think about how he actually felt like about you calling him “dad”

•He was confused, because he thinks he’s like the least fatherly mech ever, and he didn’t get why you would ever think that

•You’d been thinking about it for a while before you slipped up and called Megatron “dad”, but you felt like he might not like it

•You feel like the decepticons are like family to you, mostly like older brothers or uncles or something like that, but you’d never told any of them, because you wanted to keep it to yourself

•So when you got back to the Nemesis, (after a couple of hours of putting it off) you decided to go looking for Megatron

•You didn’t even have to search, because he was already waiting for you when you came out of the groundbridge

•You started walking around the Nemesis and Megatron was wondering if he should just ask you about it

•Megatron just said “explain” and looked at you with a stern expression

•You thought something like “I knew it, he’s mad” but you didn’t really want to apologize, because those were your honest feelings

•So you told him that, and at first he didn’t really say anything

•But then he just said “I’m honored you would think of me as a father figure, I hope I can live up to your expectations”

•Now it was your turn to be shocked, but you just smiled at him and told him “we shall see” jokingly

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arandomaquarius · 7 months ago

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Herro! So I saw your post for a request with TFP Soundwave and really liked it so I thought I’d make one of my own! How would Soundwave react to a new Decepticon recruit, more specifically a Predacon femme who is assigned as his assistant? Bonus cookies if she is found one day playing with Laserbeak and makes energon candy for the minicon.

ooh! Love this idea! Sorry it took so long, again, I had a concussion when this request came in😓

Soundwave x Predacon Femme

Warnings: none! Except a bit of injury, but I didn’t make it super graphic :>

Type: Romantic, bullet pointed scenario

a/n: you never specified what kind of Predacon so I based her off a hippogriff

•You were an unexpected surprise. You were very tall (as are all Predacons) and quite intimidating at first glance. However, you were quite docile. More so than Predaking.

•Seeing this, Megatron assigned you as Soundwave’s assistant, as the TIC has a lot to do and not enough time to do it. You took care of the more basic tasks given to Soundwave, as they doubted your intelligence.

•At first, Soundwave thought you were a nuisance. Just another bot he had to babysit. But you were determined to prove him wrong.

•You did your tasks with efficiency and pride, and you seemed to be looking for some sort of approval from the silent mech.

•He was impressed with how loyal and efficient you were and starting trusting you with more difficult tasks.

•One of those tasks happened to be a field-involved job

•It went well for the most part— it was recon, so nothing terribly difficult. But per usual, everything went wrong when the Autobots showed up.

•You weren’t sure how they knew to come to this exact place, but there they were, the ever growing thorn in the Decepticons’ side.

•The Wreckers targeted you specifically— you transformed and fought well, despite not being out in the field often. It was only two of the three Wreckers, so that helped.

•Unfortunately, Bulkhead had grabbed you by the tail while Wheeljack went for the cavern you were sent to search for potential energon

•You threw the green bot off and dashed towards Wheeljack. You head butted him away from the entrance and were about to crush his frame when he stabbed you in the vulnerable underside of your armor.

•You shrieked, scrambling off of the Wrecker and spewing fire at the retreating form. You looked down and saw that the sword was still embedded in your underside. Looking up, you saw that reinforcements were joining the two Autobots now.

•Nervously, you flew off to return to the Nemesis. You found it without needing to comm Soundwave, and for that, you were proud.

•That small feeling of pride vanished when you saw Megatron, Shockwave, Predaking, Starscream and Soundwave all on the flight deck. You landed with grace (thankfully)

•A small bit of energon dripped onto the flight deck when you land. Megatron is looking at you in shock and Predaking seems concerned about the sword sticking out of your underbelly. You look at Soundwave as you try to transform into your root mode.

•The sword prohibits you from doing so, as a pain-filled screech leaves your vocalizer. You take a step toward the silent mech. He is not looking at you. He is studying the sword embedded in your protoform.

•You are forced to lie down so that Shockwave can remove the sword. Soundwave is standing nearby, watching Shockwave’s actions intently.

•The sword is removed and the wound is welded shut by Knock Out. Shockwave tells Megatron that you won’t be ready for field work for a few cycles.

•After a few hours you’re able to transform without reopening your wound. This is when you give your report to Megatron and Soundwave.

•Megatron orders you to ‘take it easy’ by staying in your and Predaking’s quarters. Soundwave gives you a datapad with small tasks to do while your on bedrest.

•It’s a few cycles later and Soundwave is looking for Laserbeak. The minicon was allowed free time, but he had been gone for a while and hasn’t checked in with Soundwave. It was concerning

•He had checked all the cameras and couldn’t see the minicon anywhere so far. It wasn’t until he checked the cameras on the flight deck that he saw him.

•You were there with Laserbeak in your alt mode, indulging in the minicon’s playful dives with small (harmless) swipes of your servos.

•The two of you were somehow communicating through trills and chirps. Laserbeak seemed to be enjoying your company

•When you revealed a stash of energon candies and offered one to the minicon, Soundwave felt something stir in his spark.

•That was when he knew you were the one. You were sharing something rare with his minicon, one many assumed was just a drone like the Vehicons/Eradicons and therefore unintelligent, and treating Laserbeak as an equal. Maybe the Predacons aren’t what Starscream thinks they are…

•From then on, you saw a change in Soundwave’s actions towards you. It wasn’t much, but it was a change. He trusted you, and everyone could tell. No one commented on it except Starscream but he was ignored

(ran out of ideas, sorry)

#arandomaquarius #writing request #maccadam #tfp soundwave #soundwave #predacons #x reader #tfp soundwave x reader #soundwave x reader #tfp #headcanon that Predacon can communicate with minicons like laserbeak that don’t necessarily speak like others

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still-not-over-transformers · 1 year ago

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Here is some content for whilst I continue to work on my requests. I just really got inspired to write some Headcanons for (TFP and TF Earthspark Starscream x Reader) and how they would show their affection for the reader.

TFP & TFE Starscream x Reader Headcanons (Showing Affection to GN Human Reader)

Word Count: 900+

TFP:

Let’s face it, showing others genuine affection and praise doesn’t come easy for Starscream. This could most likely be from himself receiving more criticism and spite than respect and positive reinforcement. So when it comes to showing (Y/N) affection, it’s subtle, especially if other prying eyes or optics are watching.

At first he would be aloof towards you in public settings, especially around the other Vehicons and Decepticons on the Nemesis. Then it would gradually turn into little jabs at how small you were, and how a helpless human such as yourself couldn’t possibly navigate the Nemesis on your own. But he was willing to “graciously” lend you a helping hand, so to speak.

Despite initially choosing to ignore your presence, Starscream would quickly switch to insisting on having you near him as much as possible. The first time he received a compliment from you, he tried to brush it off with prideful boasting, “Yes, yes of course you would recognize my brilliance. As Second-in Command of the Decepticons, I must always set a stunning example for the troops.” Underneath the vain facade, the Seeker would conceal his fluster, as secretly he questioned what you gained from complimenting him.

After a while, Starscream would begin to show slightly more obvious signs of affection for you. He couldn’t allow others to see him fawning over you, so he was sneaky about it. Often his favorite method to get you alone would be to take you out on patrols with him whilst in his alt-mode. This is when the Seeker would open up more to you, sharing his frustrations regarding work-life, Megatron being an unfit leader, etc. You were taken by surprise when he asked for your opinions on matters, as it was unlike Starscream to ask for anyone else’s thoughts.

Winning Starscream’s affections was a long-game, but once you had his spark, you were his and his alone. Starscream doesn’t like to share after all. Especially not his precious little human.

As for nsfw: He’s a huge tease. He enjoys feeling in control and often instigates intimate encounters. Making you hot and bothered until you begged him to finally enter you. If you give him a cheeky compliment on his frame or his spike, it was easy to tell if he was flustered by the twitching of his wings. Oh and his wings are VERY sensitive, if stroked in the perfect spots, it was very erotic for him. He’s very kinky and really enjoys bondage (for you) and has a stash of toys in his private chambers.

TFE:

Starscream’s encounters with humans hadn’t been necessarily positive while he had been on Earth. G.H.O.S.T had seen to sew mistrust in his spark, making him reluctant to trust any human. But then of course, there was you. When he first encountered you, he fully expected screams of terror or you to flip out and run away begging for the Autobots to come save you from the evil, selfish, traitorous… Starscream. But you didn’t. You addressed him the same way anyone would when meeting a stranger for the first time. No judgment.

This was a first for the Seeker, and it only further piqued his curiosity and interest for you. Initially, his old bad habits took over and well, he kind of kidnapped you. But only because he feared being sold out to G.H.O.S.T, or having Megatron find him again… Self-preservation, something Starscream was very good at. He wasn’t rough with you at all, just was keeping you close to him “for your safety”, as he initially told you. Sure enough, after spending more time with you, Starscream’s guard slowly lowered as he realized you weren't a threat.

Trust wasn’t something easily won from the Seeker, but you steadily earned it. The first time Starscream didn’t hover around you and allowed you space, he was pleasantly surprised you didn’t try to escape. Starscream would slowly open up, telling stories of his adventures as a Seeker before the Great War. He didn’t open up to just anyone, so to see the genuine look of interest and awe in your eyes made him feel something. Something new.

Starscream tried to be subtle in expressing his affections, asking you to help map out stars in your galaxy, or assisting him with selecting new locations to scout. But despite all of his cunning and skills at deception, he couldn’t lie convincingly to you. So if he had a surprise planned for you, it was apparent on his faceplate. If questioned as to what he was up to, Starscream would brush it off as a glitch in his system.

Sometimes he would show off a bit to you. Even allowing you to go on flights with him, his favorite moments being when he shocked you with barrel-rolls and gunned it at high-G’s. Any bit of joyous or excited laughter would make his spark skip a beat. Starscream realized that he could in fact, make someone smile rather than cower, and he was glad he made you happy.

As for nsfw: He would be a little shy at first, maybe a bit flustered by being desired this way. Starscream would be a gentle lover as the two of you initially began your intimate endeavors. Making sure you were comfortable, going slow, giving more than receiving. As his confidence grew, however, he would reveal just how naughty he was. He had an edging kink for sure, getting off at bringing you close to ecstasy and then withholding it from you. Also it is no surprise that the silver-tongued Seeker would be rather good at oral. He definitely got off on seeing you squirm in pleasure at his touch, and he enjoyed kissing every inch of your body.

#transformers #transformers prime #decepticons #transformersprime #starscream #earthspark #starscream transformers #starscream earthspark #tfp starscream #transformers earthspark #transformers x reader insert #transformers headcanons #starscream x reader #starscream x reader insert

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in1-nutshell · 9 months ago

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Hello! I am SOO sorry that I have been cramping you with asks, so feel as free as you can be to push this one alll the way back, or deny it, I am not desperate at all. I just want to type this before I forget this. So after the Megatron with a daughter who was his opposite post, I, too, am in love with this opposite personality daughter series. Like just all of our favourite men as fathers of daughters with individual personalities of themselves but also more or less all resonated their fathers one way or another, or someone they knew! I LOVE IT! And I realized how this formed a perfect trilogy now.

So I am real curious. What if the three daughters exist in the same universe? And, may or may not interact? (would we need individual names for them all? Or Buddy 1 and 2 and 3 like Spider-Man: No Way Home and no one questions it?)

Hello!

I've actually been thinking about continuing the 'daughter with different personality' thing. Maybe in the future you'll see more!

Originally the plan was to have all the Buddy's to be in the same universe, but I ended up scrapping the idea and decided to create separate universes for each one (unless the plot tells me otherwise :))

When I saw the Spiderman part my mind went to this.

(Who knows for the future)

Hope you enjoy!

Optimus Prime, Ratchet, and Megatron's daughters meeting each other for the first time.

SFW, Platonic, Familial, groundbridge and relic shenanigans, Cybertronain reader

TFP

In TFP Rats universe.

Buddy was just minding her own business cleaning and wiping down her father’s tools.

It’s a nice day on base.

There was low Decepticon activity for the past few days, the children were playing their games, Bulkhead and Smokescreen were trying to get Bumblebee and Arcee to play Lob with them, Ultra Magnus and Optimus were reviewing plans for something, and her father, Ratchet, was with Wheeljack looking at a new relic they found in the Artic.

“It’s not another scraplet trap, right?”--Raf

“Nope! Completely checked it with the scanner. We should be good now.”--Buddy

“We ‘should’ be good?”--Bulkhead

“There is always a percentage of things blowing up, I’m not counting that out.”--Buddy

Without warning, the relic whirled to life jumping and shaking onto the floor.

Everyone jumped and backed away from the whirling sound it made. Bright light came out of it as the shaking intensified. The noise was loud enough to get everyone to come to the main room.

The machine scanned the closest bot, Buddy, and opened a portal, shooting out tons of air.

The children nearly flew back, but thanks to Ultra Magnus and Optimus, they were caught before they flew off the ledge.

“Hey Ratchet! What’s it doing?!”--Bulkhead

“Oh, it’s putting on a rock concert. OBVIOUSLY, I DON��T KNOW!”--Ratchet

Machine whirls louder.

“Buddy! Hide behind the med slab!”--Wheeljack

Buddy already behind the slab, clutching onto dear life.

“With all due respect, WHAT DO YOU THINK I’M DOING?!”--Buddy

Meanwhile in megs dimension

Buddy calmly walking down the halls of the Nemesis with some data pads.

“Hmm… wonder why they need so many data pads…”--Buddy

Sudden portal pops up on the wall next to them.

“What in the—”--Buddy

Portal starts sucking her in.

“AHHH—”--Buddy

Portal sucks Buddy in leaving the discarded data pads sprawled in the middle of the hallway.

In op dimension

Buddy is resting her arm on the handrail while talking with Miko.

“How’s the playlist going?”--Miko

“Haven’t been working too much on it. Patrol has been up my tailpipe lately. Do you have any more recommendations?”--Buddy

“Yeah! How about—”—Miko

A sudden portal opens.

“Umm, I don’t remember Ratchet opening up a groundbridge.”--Miko

Buddy grabbing a grenade from her subspace.

“That’s because he hasn’t!”--Buddy

Buddy chucks a grenade at the portal.

BAM!

Nothing happens to the portal.

“What!”—Miko and Buddy

The portal starts sucking them in.

Buddy grabs Miko as she starts to get dragged in, pounds a hole in the ledge and places her in there.

“Buddy? Buddy what are you—”--Miko

Buddy groans as she tries to keep her footing but gets sucked in and the portal closes.

“BUDDY!”--Miko

In Rats dimension

Two figures pop out of the portal and slam into Ratchet’s daughter.

The portal closes.

The two figures groaned.

Op Buddy sits up rubbing her helm.

Meg Buddy sliding off the med slab and onto the floor on her back.

“Urgh… my aching helm…”—Megs Buddy

Rat Buddy gently massaging her helm before looking at the two strangers.

“Who are you?”—Rat Buddy

Op Buddy looks at the others.

“Who are you?!”—Op Buddy

Meg Buddy looking at all the Autobots in the area.

“WHERE AM I?!”—Meg Buddy

Optimus carefully approaches the younglings.

Megs Buddy quickly moves back while the other two just stare widely.

“Buddy—”--Optimus

“Yes?”—All Buddy’s

All Buddy’s turn around and point at each other.

“Your name is Buddy! I’m Buddy!”—All Buddy’s

Meg Buddy standing up pacing a bit.

“Maybe this is some alternate universe…I always thought something like this was possible from what he said… It’s the only logical explanation for this…”—Megs Buddy

“That seems to check out. Which explains why Dad hasn’t started giving me the ‘speech’ again.”—Op Buddy

“Dad?”--Kids

“… Oh, this is going to be fun.”—Op Buddy

“This is not going to be fun…”—Meg Buddy

Everyone is confused.

Come to find the relic would scan someone and find ‘alternatives’ of them. It could mean alternative of the bot or by their names.

To avoid confusion the Buddy’s are labeled.

Op’s Buddy would be known as Buddy 1.

Rats Buddy would be known as Buddy 2.

Megs Buddy would be known as Buddy 3.

“How come she’s Buddy 1? Why not our Buddy? She was hear before you guys showed up.”--Miko

“Cause I’m older and cooler.”—Buddy 1

“Yeah right.”--Miko

“Don’t believe me Miko? Watch this.”—Buddy 1

Buddy 1 transforms into a monster truck.

“I take it back! That’s so cool! Can I ride you!?”--Miko

“Of course!”—Buddy 1

“Miko no!”--Bulkhead

“Miko yes!”--Miko

“Then why is our Buddy number two?”--Raf

“Because I’m the second oldest. Three is the youngest one here.”—Buddy 2

“Guess it makes sense. You she is kind a smaller than you two.”--Jack

“Hey! I’m a minicon! Of course, I’m smaller than everyone here!”—Buddy 3

“You’re a minicon?”--Arcee

Buddy 3 shrinks back a bit at Arcee’s gaze nodding.

Buddy 1 made the Team guess who her father was, bets were on the table and ready to be thrown. Buddy 1 managed to get Buddy 3 to get in on the guessing part. Buddy 3 guaranteed that no one would guess her creator.

A part of her didn’t want them to know either.

“All right we are ready.”--Miko

“Wow so soon?”—Buddy 3

“Too soon if you asked me.”—Buddy 1

“We’ve narrowed down three bots for each. If we win, 1 needs to take me out dune bashing in her alt mode.”--Miko

“Miko!”--Bulkhead

“I can stand by that.”—Buddy 1

“And if you don’t guess right?”—Buddy 2

“You’ll have to tell us.”--Miko

“…”—Buddy 3

“Lets get started!”--Miko

“Okay these ones are for Buddy 1.”--Smokescreen

“Got it, lets hear them.”—Buddy 1

“First one… Wheeljack!”--Miko

Buddy 1 laughing at the response.

“HAHAHAHA, Sorry, its just, just that Jackie here is more like my Uncle. Definitely not my dad.”—Buddy 1

“All righty then… Bulkhead!”--Miko

Buddy starts laughing at that one too.

“Nope! Bulks also like my Uncle!”—Buddy 1

“The last one… Smokescreen!”—Miko

Buddy is now on the floor laughing her tanks and near crying.

“…I’ll take that as a no then…”--Raf

Buddy finally stops laughing.

“You lose.”—Buddy 1

“Got that. Now spill it! Who’s your Dad?!”--Miko

Buddy stands up rather stoically.

“One shall stand, one shall fall.”—Buddy 1

Everyone stares at Optimus, who looks equally as surprised.

“Your—your Boss Bots kid!? How!?”--Miko

“A question everyone has been asking since we met.”—Buddy 1

Miko turns to Buddy 3.

She hoped that they would have forgotten her, but alas here she was.

“Your turn!”--Miko

Buddy 3 nervously sits next to Prime and Ratchet

“First one… Arcee!”--Miko

Buddy 3 looking terrified.

“NO! I mean no.”--Buddy 3

“How about… Ultra Magnus!”--Miko

Buddy shakes her helm while looking at Magnus.

“Sorry try again.”—Buddy 3

“Okay… Optimus!”--Miko

Buddy 1 looks at Buddy 3.

“Are we siblings!?”—Buddy 1

“I mean aren’t we all in a way?”—Buddy 3

“Buddy.”--Ratchet

“Sorry, the answer is no.”—Buddy 3

“Dang it!”--Miko

“Then who is your Dad?”--Raf

“…Megatron…”—Buddy 3

“…”—Everyone

“HOW!”--Jack

Buddy shrinks back at the sudden movements.

Buddy 1 and Buddy 2 immediately stand by Buddy 3

“Hold it now. Just because 3 dad is Bucket head, no offense.”—Buddy 1

“None taken.”—Buddy 3

“Doesn’t mean she’s bad. Right?”—Buddy 2

“No, no I’m not.”—Buddy 3

“Really and how can you prove it?”--Arcee

“Arcee—”—Buddy 2

“Well think about this. If I was truly bad, why haven’t I hurt you.”—Buddy 3

“Because your short?”--Smokescreen

“… Okay that one’s asking for it… but beside the point, I could have easily hurt the kids, yet I haven’t. I could have attacked or given any other hint that I had malicious intentions. But I haven’t, have I?”—Buddy 3

Pause

“I stand by 3.”—Buddy 1

“And I stand with 1 and 3.”—Buddy 2

“I will stand by her as well.”--Optimus

“Prime!”—Most of the team

“Prime?”—Buddy 3

“She is our guest and so is 1. We must treat them with the respect they deserve.”--Optimus

“…Thank you Prime.”—Buddy 3

After the confrontation a little more research is done on the machine.

Thanks to Buddy 3’s expert decoding skills, she was able to read the full effects of the machine as well as how to reverse it.

The good news was that the effects were reversable.

The bad news was that the machine needed time to recuperate before usage again.

The Buddy’s decided to kill time by hanging out with each other and the team in the meantime.

Aka shenanigan time.

1 tries to start a conversation with her alternate family especially with Prime.

She is curious to see if there are any differences between her father and her alternative father.

“You always did have a thing for the Halls, didn’t you?”—Buddy 1

“The Halls of Iacon was where I worked.”--Optimus

“You mean, where Orion worked.”—Buddy 1

“…Yes.”--Optimus

“Sorry, but I see Orion and Optimus as two separate bots sometimes.”—Buddy 1

“It is understandable.”--Optimus

3 tended to stay with 2 for the most part.

2 was a soft soul and was quiet for the most part.

2 did entertain 3 with the occasional story here and there.

Buddy 2 and 3 talking to each other near the med bay.

“What do you think they’re talking about?”--Smokescreen

“Beep boop bep bop boop. (Probably about medical stuff.)”--Bumblebee

“Yeah, probably.”--Smokescreen

“So, then Arcee raised her blasters at the wannabe Cybertronians and started blasting.”—Buddy 2

Buddy 3 listening intently.

1 likes to place 2 and 3 on her shoulders.

1 being the tallest and bulkiest of the Buddy’s could support the weight, not that they did weigh anything to her.

The other two Buddy’s liked feeling tall.

“Hey! Hey! Look at this!”—Buddy 1

Buddy 1 supporting Buddy 2 on her shoulders while Buddy 3 was on top.

“We are Buddy Supreme!”—Buddy 2

Buddy 1 has a bright smile on her face.

Buddy 2 has a wobbly smile trying not to laugh while carrying 3.

Buddy 3 is just staring in amazement.

“So, this is what it’s like to be tall… this is nice.”—Buddy 3

Soon it was time for them to leave.

3 really doesn’t want to leave her new friends behind.

She certainly doesn’t want to go back to the dark halls of the Nemesis.

But this pleasant experience was soon to be the spark to ignite the flame for peace between the two fractions again.

She was going to do everything she could to end this war with peace.

Whether Megatron liked it or not.

“It was lovely seeing you all and knowing there are alternative versions of myself out there. I hope we meet again on much pleasanter terms in the future.”—Buddy 3

“Same goes to you 3!”—Buddy 1 and 2

Buddy 3 walks through the portal.

A flash of purple shines before returning to its natural color.

“It’s your turn kid—”--Wheeljack

“SEE YA!”—Buddy 1

Buddy 1 back flips into the portal before a flash of blue shines.

The portal turns off and all is still.

“…Well, wasn’t that an eventful Wednesday afternoon?”—Buddy

In megs universe

Buddy bounces off the wall of the Nemesis.

Literally.

“For once I’d wish for a smooth landing…”--Buddy

“Buddy.”--Soundwave

Buddy looks up to see Soundwave.

Buddy waves.

“Hey Soundwave.”--Buddy

Soundwave starts walking forward.

“Sorry about the data pads—”--Buddy

Soundwave is in front of Buddy.

“I swear I meant to go straight to the room when—”--Buddy

Soundwave gets down on his knees and pulls Buddy in a tight hug.

Buddy freezes for a moment before hugging back.

None say anything, just holding onto each other in one of the empty halls of the Nemesis.

In op universe

Buddy gets thrown at Bumblebee and Smokescreen.

“OW!”--Buddy

“BEEP! (BUDDY!)”--Bumblebee

“BUDDY!”--Smokescreen

Both bots hugging Buddy’s sides tightly.

“We heard from Miko that you go sucked into some groundbridge or something!”--Smokescreen

Buddy patting both bots helms.

Bumblebee digs his helm further in Buddy’s neck cables whirling in concern and relief.

“Boy, do I have a story to tell you guys. But let’s wait till everyone gets here, I can’t wait to see Doc bot’s reaction to his daughter.”--Buddy

“HIS WHAT!?”—Smokescreen and Bumblebee

“MY WHAT!”--Ratchet

#transformers x reader #maccadam #bot buddy #tfp #tfp x reader #tfp x platonic reader #tfp optimus prime #tfp ratchet #tfp megatron #bot buddy crossover

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ohdearlingwhathappened · 6 months ago

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Tugging on Sparkstrings

TfP! Starscream x Male!human!reader Oneshot

Summary: The 3 times you said thank you to Starscream and the first time he did the same. WC: 3909

A/N: A gift for @sunlightera and beta'd by @staijey-the-creator Hope you all enjoy!!

Starscream missed the time before Megatron returned; three solar cycles surely wasn’t a long time for any Cybertronian, but the comeback of his “Master” made that time feel all that much shorter. A few months ago, he thought he had finally been rid of the merciless warlord after ripping that slagging shard of dark energon out of his chassis, but after the Autobot scum had tampered with his master’s frame, Megatron had come back to, and Starscream had payed for it dearly. And of course there’s the… newest addition of the Nemesis. A human who Knockout had picked up on one of his racing jaunts- only allowed to stay because Knockout was having a difficult time after the loss of his partner and he was apparently useful in the laboratory.

Starscream would never admit to it outloud, but he rather enjoyed your company.

You never failed to make the mech’s derma quirk upwards whenever he had to visit Knockout for a repair; something he’s fallen into the habit of doing far more often since he had gotten to know you.

“Well where is he?” Starscream scoffed, rolling his eyes when the resident doctor told him you were off ship for the day, his talons tapped at the medical slab beneath him while his legs were examined. He had reported to Knockout that he felt something jostling in his lower right leg, near his pede.

“I sent him to get more supplies, my inventory is running low.” Knockout raised an optical ridge and gave the lieutenant a once over. Slowly, a smirk formed on his face as he dropped Starscream’s leg, “Y’know… if I didn’t know any better, I’d start believing you missed the fleshy.”

“What preposterous- how could you- Why would you-” Starscream sputtered, not knowing how to cover his aft.

“You want to know how I know?” Knockout stood to his full height, servos on hips.

“...” Starscream didn’t acknowledge Knockout further, other than glancing at him.

“Because you only ever come in here for superficial things, like buffable dents or small pebbles somewhere in your frame. If you cared for your frame like I do,” Knockout gestured to his, probably freshly, buffed frame as he spoke, “then I might be willing to believe your supposed reasons for coming into my lab near daily, but considering you’re the same mech who left this same lab looking an absolute mess a few months ago, I’ve come to the conclusion that a sudden interest in cosmetics is not what ails you.”

Starscream sat absolutely shell shocked at the medic’s word, not sure how to proceed. The doctor had called his proverbial bluff, and he was undeniably embarrassed to have feelings for a squishy, but he wasn’t expecting what came from Knockout next,

“I’d tell him.”

“What?!”

“Oh please. You’re his favorite patient to help with. Why delay the inevitable? Now get out of my lab with your nonexistent rattling pebble, I’ve got actual things to do.” And just like that, Starscream was practically pushed out of the lab, the whooshing of the door behind him solidifying that their conversation was over.

After another moment of just standing in front of the door like a scraplet had just eaten half his processor. He started moving down the halls aimlessly, an occasional grumble escaped him about Knockout having his helm hit too many times on the battlefield. It was a quiet day on The Nemesis, Megatron was out checking on the energon mines- a job he no longer trusted to Starscream considering the last time he had hidden some away in an abandoned mine.

“Oh! Starscream!”

Scrap.

“Good afternoon! I hate to bother you, are you busy?” Screamer looked down to see you looking back up at him with a smile, a rare sight coming from anyone else on the ship. Normally, if anyone had asked him his business, Starscream would snap at them to mind their own, but he found himself weak to their gentle nature around the ship. It was nice… especially after a meeting with Megatron. “You don’t have to help, if you’re busy. This stuff is just a bit heavy.”

He snapped out of the thoughts going on in his processor and focused back on the human. The man held about five, large bags of different auto supplies, though it’s likely all high-grade polish for that pompous medic. Starscream leans down to take something from you.

“I can spare some time, just this once… human.”

You handed the giant mech three of the bags, bags that look so small and insignificant once they were put in his servos. You both noticed the difference, a small chuckle was drawn from you, the ridiculousness of the situation being anything but subtle. The absence of weight from the bags Starscream took allowed a spring to be put back into your step.

Once you both reach Knockout’s lab, Starscream put down the bags, not wanting Knockout to make another comment about Starscream craving your attention. He glanced back down at you, his arms crossing over his chassis, “Next time let me know if you need help once you get back on the ship. I shouldn’t have to find you struggling in the hallways.”

You raised an eyebrow, a smile still on your face, “Good to know you’re so flexible with your schedule.”

Starscream found himself sputtering for the second time that day. It felt like everyone was determined to sass him one way or the other. He huffed and started his way down the hall, before hearing you call out to him again. His wings flicked, his anxiousness to get away before his vents turned on increasing by the nanoklik.

“What is it?”

“Thank you for helping me.” Your smile is the last thing Starscream saw before you lugged all of the bags through the doorway, all while fussing at Knockout to carry his own polish from now on.

Whirrrrrrr.

The sound of Starscream’s fans filled the hall, which pushed him to get to his habsuite to cool off his warmed frame as soon as possible. His derma formed a smile, his spark undeniably loved the way you said a simple ‘thank you’ by the way it tugged.

* * * * * *

“This is the second time in the past two decacycles that he has been missing from your lab, doctor. I suggest that you get your assistant in check before Lord Megatron deems him an unnecessary entity on this ship!” Starscream slammed a fist down on one of Knockout’s tables, an act that drew an unimpressed look to the medic’s face. Breakdown spared a glance from his place cleaning and organizing Knockout’s surgical and torture instruments, but he was decidedly too interested to participate in Starscream’s temper tantrum.

“Unstick your wings, Starscream, Y/n wasn’t feeling great today, so he is resting in his room, something that was already reported to our master, not that he paid the notice much care.” Knockout’s rolled optics return to their previous task at making sure the surgical-saw he was cleaning before he spoke again, “Feel free to visit him if you finally plan on doing something about your two’s mutual tension. At this point, I’ll be happy with whatever will light a fire under your aft and get you moving.”

“You’re out of line, Knockout! That human is nothing but a pest that doesn’t belong here in the first place. I would be more than happy to cease hearing him regard me so informally and treat me as if I am some friend.” The doctor moved his eyes from his superior and towards the ground behind him, not that Starscream noticed as he continued to rant, “I care about that irritating human as much as I do about whatever brand of polish you’ve deigned good enough from this disgusting planet- and to squish any unsightly, absurd theories you have come up with- is very little!” Starscream came within inches of Knockout’s frame and brought a talon to his chassis, the scowl on his face very much so prominent. “And I-”

“Well then…”

The energon coursing through Starscream went cold at the sound of your voice reaching his audials. Starscream whipped around, coming eye to optic with your scathing glare. You didn’t appear to be in the best of conditions- donning an oversized hoodie and sweats, a blanket wrapped around your shoulders, and a thin sheen of sweat marked your brow. Knockout “cleared” his throat to garner your attention, the sound forced you to finally break eye contact with the Second-in-command of the Decepticons, who also turned, hoping the doctor might help him out of the problem of his own creation. “I’m surprised to see you out of your room, Y/n. You looked downright debilitated a couple of cycles ago. Still do, really.”

“Yeah, well, I was finally able to choke down some saltines, and I was hoping I could borrow some of Breakdown’s time to get me some soup?” You looked up to the orange-faced mech who, upon seeing your weary form, gave you a grin and a nod.

“Sure thing, little man, we can go now, if you’d like.”

“Thank you.”

Breakdown made his way to you, scooped you up into a servo, and lifted you to his shoulder, like he normally does when you both would go out for supplies or recon. The door to the lab opened and Breakdown nearly began to speed down the halls before you tapped his shoulder with your knuckles to get him to pause. You turned around to face Starscream with one last smile, “And thank you for finally voicing your feelings, Sta- sir. I’ll be sure to address you appropriately from now on. We’ll see you in a little bit, Knockout.”

And without further ado, Breakdown and you passed through the doorway, your large friend having already sent Soundwave a message about needing a groundbridge. Knockout’s expression had shifted throughout the interaction, moving from unimpressed to disdain.

“If you’re done insulting my assistant, I’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t further sully my lab with your presence… Fragging idiot.”

Shoved out of the medical bay for the second time in two decacycles, and it was the second time that it tugged against his protoform- only this time it was undeniably painful.

* * * * * *

A week or so later, you finally felt better, though you could admit to wanting to stay in your makeshift home on The Nemesis in order to avoid the lanky lieutenant who often stalked the halls, seemingly to avoid his own work. However, you couldn’t leave Knockout and Breakdown hanging, especially when they both have put their necks on the line for you to be allowed to live in this place- no matter how embarrassed you may be if forced to face the mech you’ve been fawning over for the past couple of months, only to be harshly pulled back to reality by said mech’s vehement speech on how your company is undesirable, to say the least.

You felt a little ridiculous peeking around corners before fully committing to the turn, but once you made it to the lab without incident, other than greeting Steve with a good morning, the ridiculous feeling melted away into feeling vindicated instead. “Good morning to my favorite Decepticons.”

“Welcome back, for a moment I thought we were going to have to ask Megatron for a splinter of his “good stuff” if you weren’t back for another solar cycle or so.” Knockout smirked and Breakdown chuckled, working on something with his frame.

“Eugh, I’d rather you let me stay dead.” The idea of Big M’s equivalent to a purple crystal meth being anywhere near your skin, let alone inside of you sent shivers down your spine. Having given the room a look, you noticed nothing looked different, not surprising since it hadn’t been too long. You sat in a little chair Breakdown had created for you and gave yourself a little spin, “So what have you got for me to do today? I’m sure there are some things that smaller hands are needed for.”

Knockout and Breakdown looked at each other before they gave you their attention again and then went back to looking at each other with their expressions flickering here and there. The two of them were obviously using their telepathic thing, trying to figure out what exactly to say to you.

“Guys, just give it to me straight, what’s going on?”

“Well, S-”

“Starscream has been coming by everyday looking for you, and Megatron has taken notice. The Lieutenant has been instructed to meet Lord Megatron on the landing strip, and we have been warned there may be… upkeep following their meeting.” Breakdown started off fast, as if trying to rip the bandage off, only slowing when he basically admitted Megatron was blatantly admitting he was giving Starscream another round of punishments for insubordination.

You may not be happy with Starscream and his lack of tact, but your care for him didn’t evaporate over the course of a few days, so the news of him receiving a beating once again only filled you with dread.

“Well, we’ll care for him no differently than usual. His medical needs will be met by all of us… if he deems it alright.”

“He’s not the chief medical officer of this vessel last I checked, so whether he likes it or not, I will be using both of my assistants if it so pleases me.” He crossed his arms over his chassis and his smirk began to lean towards the mad scientist look, “And if he raises a fuss, I have more than enough anesthesia to keep him down during any procedures.”

“Cool it, doc. I doubt he’ll have too much to say after his ‘meeting’.” You used air quotes, not having wanted to fully believe that Starscream would once again be beaten within an inch of his life, but knew it was inevitable if he had been neglecting his job like Breakdown said. As if on cue, the lab doors opened and Starscream’s body was tossed in, like he was some after thought. His frame was dented, scratched, and marred dramatically- it resembled what Knockout told you of the punishment Starscream received when Megatron had finally been revived from his stasis.

“I trust you all will get our Second-in-Command back in working order quickly.” His hulking figure showed no signs of having just brutally harmed and dragged Starscream through the halls, “And doctor, I would recommend ensuring your pet’s knowledge on the need for productivity on my ship, and that it understands consequences.”

And with that, the leader of the Decepticons was gone.

“Alright, Screamer, let’s get you back up and running. Y/n, get your gloves- I can see small bits further in his frame than I can reach.” Knockout lifted Starscream’s limp frame, with Breakdown’s help, and put him on one of the medical berths. He turned around and can tell you haven’t moved an inch, your eyes glued to the unconscious mech. “Y/n, move. This isn’t the worst state you’ve seen a con in.”

“...Right.” You moved quickly to get your supplies, purely through muscle memory.. Ladders that were installed throughout the ship, but primarily the lab, helped you climb your way up to Starscream’s side. His visage was hard to take in, to say the least. Logically, you knew with Knockout’s expertise and perfectionism when it comes to his work, Starscream would be fine, but seeing the mech that you have fallen for, no matter how unrequited, unconscious and possibly struggling to keep his spark brought tears to your eyes. You kept your head down, no desire to look at your friends, and lower yourself into his chassis after Knockout removes the plating in your way, “Let’s get this over with.”

You hadn’t been in Starscream’s chassis like this before; his spark chamber glowed bright and strong, bringing an ease to your own heart. A shake of your head took your attention from the beautiful gleam of Starscream’s spark and back to the task at hand. Pieces of small metal littered the inside of his frame, so you got to work- each piece picked up carefully, not wanting to nick any circuits or vital points. You took one last look at the entrancing light before telling Knockout to help you up and out of the Starscream’s chassis.

“Knockout, let me know when you’re done with everything and are willing to go over his aftercare procedures when we’re on rotation.” Without waiting for a response, you left the lab, too caught up in your own thoughts to stay. The halls were quiet.

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Knockout had messaged you a few hours ago that Starscream was in a stable condition and he and Breakdown had to go for energon scouting. You responded back, acknowledging that you would look over the lieutenant in the meantime. And so, you had been looking over the mech who has yet to wake up for an hour or so.

You settled next to his frame, knowing if something went awry with his status, being anywhere else may make the difference between him staying as healthy as possible and a sudden decline. With a book opened on the datapad Soundwave had generously crafted especially for you, you try to focus on the words on the screen, but keeping your eyes from flicking to Starscream was near impossible.

“You’re a fragging idiot, y’know…” You snapped at the non-responsive frame, the datapad abandoned on the medical berth before you stood and began pacing, “A primus-damned idiot! Inconsiderate! Self-involved! A downright misleading, conniving aft!”

In the midst of your yelling, tears started forming in the corners of your eyes and in a moment of rage, you harshly kicked the servo you stood by. You plopped back down with a groan and reclined your back so it met the berth, legs swung over the side, moving back and forth, “We sound like a bad joke- a robot-lover and a robot who hates him walk into a bar.”

Your laugh was dry.

“I lied.”

“Ah!” You sat up quickly and would have fallen right off the edge of the berth had Starscream not grabbed you by the collar of your shirt. Being lifted onto his chassis, his optics haven’t met yours, but he did grant you a couple of glances before he put his helm back and returned his optics to the ceiling. “What the hell, Starscream?! You scared the shit out of me!”

“Well, excuse me for attempting to clear the air- something I have in fact been trying to do for the past several solar cycles, for your information.” He didn’t move. In fact, he was oddly still in comparison to his normal gesticulations.

“The air wouldn’t have needed clearing if you had just told me you didn’t want me around to begin with.”

“I wasn’t aware that you went deaf in your time avoiding me- I lied, Y/n. Your company is- well, I mean you’re-... it doesn’t matter. What matters is that I lied about not enjoying your presence.” His optics flicked back and forth and to anywhere else that would keep you out of his vision.

“If this is your idea of an apology, you can-” You stopped and quickly crawled up the remainder of his chest plating and pulled on his chin, so he would finally face you, “You used my name.”

“What’s your point?” His eyes still occasionally flit away, easily giving away his embarrassment.

“You’ve never called me by my name. It’s always just been human or fleshy.” A smile, though small, graced your features, and Starscream felt that tug on his spark that he had been missing for weeks. After what he said in front of you, he supposed he had the subconscious fear he would never see that smile again. It was nice to see, comforting even. “Thank you.”

That stole Starscream’s attention, his optics looking into your big eyes, “Why in Primus’ name are you thanking me?”

“Well, I’ll admit your apology sucks, but the effort was there… besides, if I held on to every bad thing said to me on this ship, I’d lose my mind. Knockout isn’t exactly the easiest mech to get along with, and he and Breakdown are good friends now.” You gave him an awkward smile and shrug.

“...What now?” Starscream quirked an optical ridge. While you were forgiving, he couldn’t believe you would just let everything go.

“For now, recharge. We can talk more about this when you’ve just woken up from a royal beating from your megalomaniac boss.” You lied down, emotionally exhausted from the past few days. The relief Starscream’s words granted you also apparently left you ready to sleep. Your comment on the leader of the Decepticons drew a tired chuckle from the mech beneath you as you both finally fell asleep in each other’s comfort.

* * * * * *

“Wake up, Starscream.” You smile, pulling on one of his digits. He cracks an optic open, looking down to your form, hair still mussed from sleep. Seeing him awake, you climb up his frame and sit yourself on his Decepticon brand.

“That’s not my designation to you.” Starscream sneers, closing his optic and feigning going back into a recharge. “Try again, human.”

“Lieutenant?” You hum, bringing a finger up to tap your chin in mocking thought.

“Wrong.”

“Screamer?”

That got his attention, his optics opening and narrowing down at your smaller form, “You spend too much time with that imbecile doctor.”

“An imbecile doctor who had to kick us out of his lab at one point because someone couldn’t stop exaggerating his symptoms to get attention from his nurse, Starlight.” You lean down to press a kiss against his chin, finally using your name for him, smile widening to a grin when you see his own spreading across his derma.

“I have no idea what you could be talking about. The rocks on this planet easily stick in my frame, so I require additional attention.” Starscream brings a servo to your back, rubbing a digit up and down.

“Oh, is that so? Is that why you’ve stolen me away from the lab, so I can be your personal nurse?” Your laugh rings through the habsuite and Starscream’s chuckle reverberates beneath his chassis where you sit.

“Perhaps.”

Reflecting on the relationship between you and your seeker, you can’t believe where you both were a couple of months ago in comparison to now- the spat between you both long settled after a lengthy conversation. After a day or so of caring for Starscream in the lab, Knockout had discharged him for monitoring in his habsuite, tired of having to hear the two of you going coyly back and forth. Megatron didn’t seem to care, just as long as Starscream doesn’t stand in the way of his plans. You’re snapped out of your reminiscing after a moment,

“Thank you.” His optics, no longer feigning sleep, look down to you with such warmth, a look you return but with furrowed brows and a slightly dampened smile. Your hands cup Starscream’s face to bring it into better view.

“Now, what are you thanking me for?”

“For forgiving me… for loving me.”

“Thank you for letting me.” With a kiss on his derma, you get comfortable on his chest and close your eyes, “I changed my mind, maybe we should stay in, at least for a bit.”

“Sounds good to me, spark tugger.”

#transformers #fanfic writing #maccadam #x reader #tfp #tfp starscream #tfp starscream x reader #hurt/comfort #primarily fluff #Starscream says something stupid

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rowiewritesstuff · 2 years ago

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Hallo! Yandere Poly TFP Soundwave and Shockwave Romantic Pls?

TFP Yandere Poly Shockwave and Soundwave X Reader

whoops much longer than I meant it to be-

You had been working with the Decepticons for some time. You knew that they despised humans, but they at least respected you- unlike a lot of people on Earth.

You often had a hard time expressing your emotions and often came off rude or cold. You were actually a very emotional and caring person- but no one ever tried to get past your cold-seeming exterior. That is, until you met Soundwave.

He was trying to hack into your computers because the Vehicons believed you had something on the Autobots. Soundwave was shocked when he couldn’t hack into your computers remotely, so he went to attempt in person.

You walked into your huge garage to see him standing there. He noticed you immediately and snatched you up off of the ground. Instead of the fear he expected, he was met with a blank stare. He tilted his head curiously at you.

“Yeah, good luck hacking that buddy. You’re not the first to try and you won’t be the last.”

Soundwave felt that his pride was threatened so he held onto you as he continued his work. He was instantly frustrated to find that you were right- he couldn’t get in. Somehow, this small human’s technology and code bested his Cybertronians. He placed you on the ground and pointed at the computer.

“What are you looking for?” You popped the gum in your mouth. Soundwave showed pictures of the Autobots and their alt-modes. “Oh. Those guys. Yeah, I don’t have much on them. I don’t care enough to bother.”

Normally you humans were so nosy- the amount of humans he has had to kill being in the hundreds. He watched as you typed in a few things that he recorded for future use. You pulled up the few images on the Autobots.

“There. You’re free to use the files, but make sure to shut the door behind yourself, thanks.”

He was dumbfounded as you walked back through your garage door to the kitchen.

When Soundwave went back to the Nemesis, he couldn’t stop thinking of you. While he always got his work done on time, Megatron still noticed his distracted state.

“Soundwave, has something been bothering you?” The silent mech shook his head only to be met with a scowl. “I’ve known you for over six million stellar cycles. You cannot lie to me.”

Soundwave’s shoulders slumped as he replayed the interaction between the two of you. “You couldn’t access it?” Megatron looked on with a mix of curiosity and confusion. “That’s… unusual.”

Soundwave looked down in shame. He was supposed to be the one who could get into anything. The one who was Megatron’s most trusted and reliable ally.

“Bring me this human.” Megatron ordered.

Shockwave heard about the human through the ‘grapevine’. He was ordered to make arrangements for the human’s stay. He did so, although begrudgingly. He’d much rather have been working on the Predacon Project.

It was a few days later when Soundwave came to grab you. You were watering your garden as he transformed in front of you. You looked up again at him with the same expression you had when you first met. Instead of just snatching you up, he offered you a hand which you stepped quickly onto. The next thing you knew you were on a giant alien spacecraft.

“So you’re the infamous human that beat Soundwave’s hacking skills.” Megatron looked at you from your position on Soundwave’s shoulder.

“I guess so. I didn’t think it was a big deal.”

Megatron studied the straight-to-the-point human. You were unusual-even by his standards. “How would you like a place among our ranks?” Megatron offered.

“I mean, yeah I guess. I’m not doing anything after 3PM everyday anyway.”

With that, you began visiting the Nemesis everyday from 3PM-12AM. You would often sleep on the Nemesis when you got your work done early- and Megatron couldn’t be more pleased with you as you strengthened their encryptions and even listened in on the Autobot’s transmissions.

Soundwave and you had become closer too, with him making it a point to ferry you to and from work everyday. Whenever anyone badmouthed you or threatened you he was there to loom over them threateningly.

Shockwave kept hearing of you, and how ‘helpful and intelligent’ you were from Megatron and some Vehicons. He was irritated- how could anyone from your species be that useful? He’d studied and experimented on many humans, and all had base intelligence of a primitive species. He had eventually had enough, and stormed in to see what the fuss was all about.

You were sitting at your computer that had been so graciously gifted to you by Megatron when you heard the door slide open. “Soundwave, can you grab me that big USB you gave me? I wanted to do a data transfer.”

“A data transfer?” Shockwave echoed. You turned to him with a nod.

“Yeah. I updated all this set of files with stronger encryption.” Shockwave looked over to your computer. He was impressed. For a human, you were pretty interesting. You both had eventually grown a mutual respect for each other over science. You would often banter back and forth, when something he had said made you laugh.

Hearing your laugh shocked both Shockwave and Soundwave who was watching through the cameras. That sound was like music to their ears and they tried to get you to laugh more. Whenever they managed to get you to laugh, Soundwave would secretly record it.

Soundwave and Shockwave (who hated each other even before you came into the picture) began competing to see who could make you laugh more.

Over the course of a few months, you went through all of their files and put heavy encryption on everything. You also made them a code that would do it for them, and another code that could pick up on transmissions. You informed Megatron that you’d be going back to your normal schedule, but he could call on you anytime that he needed you.

Because he knew that you were a person of your word and you had more than proven your loyalty, you were allowed that privilege of leaving until he yet again called upon you. He assured you that when he conquered Earth, you would be given a life of luxury. You figured you’d see Shockwave and Soundwave again, so you hadn’t bothered saying goodbye.

Shockwave and Soundwave found out when they were on the bridge together with Megatron. Megatron had offhandedly brought it up, and both of them looked at him in shock.

“My lord, is that wise?” Shockwave raced his words out. “The autobots could capture them.”

Megatron looked at Shockwave. “You seem almost concerned, Shockwave.” He noticed Soundwave’s tentacles swaying- something he often did in irritation. “Ah, I see. You both want the human. Because you are both my most loyal Decepticons, I’ll allow it- but hear this. No harm can come to this human. They may have future use.”

When Megatron waved them off, Soundwave left to get you while Shockwave made small repairs to your living space. You weren’t that shocked to see Soundwave there, except when he grabbed you without your consent. You were pretty much quiet the entire trip back to the Nemesis where Shockwave explained you’d be staying with them indefinitely.

“You know you’re going to have to buy me food, clothes, and toiletries, right?”

“We have more than enough.” Shockwave gestured to the semi-trucks that had been stolen.

You shrugged. “Alright, at least I don’t have to go to work anymore.”

And you’ll never have to do any job for a human ever again- because you were never leaving this ship. Not that you wanted to. Shockwave and Soundwave got you anything you wanted.

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hallucinateonpaperspines · 6 months ago

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Have you ever thought about Megatron's claim in tfp that he can "control" the Terracons but we never actually see him do it? Sure, sir stands on top of a cliff, gives a dramatic speech, and, presumably, sends off his hoard to destroy Optimus on his behalf, but is that really controlling them?

Excuse me, but I must rant for a moment.

The first interaction is with Cliffjumper's revived corpse, pre-Dark Engeron infusion. So, obviously, there is no control and the Terracon attacks. Fitting with the whole "destroyer" aspect of Unicron. But is that just its nature, or a clue?

Then of course there is the cliff scene, the whole "rise and tear them apart" shebang... but does that actually deviate from the default nature of the Terracons? Attack the living? One of which possessed the fragging Matrix of Leadership?

*slams gavel down* Inconclusive evidence I say! Objection sustained!

The next interaction is the space bridge explosion. While calling back to Michelangelo's Creation of Adam (hehe, nice playing God implication), it also shows that there was no contact or room to give orders. So that is also null.

We do also have the Skyquake incident, which does not include Megatron but does include interactions with both bots and humans. The Zombie Con clearly attempted to attack the bots first and foremost, then moved on to the humans once the larger targets were gone. A result of visibility or sensitivity to the energon in their systems? A sort of I'm Primus' creation flag waving? IDK, I'm speculating.

And, finally, with the vampire infection on the Nemesis, Megatron can sense the Terracons, but he can't control them at all. (I've only seen clips of that particular episode, so my speculation will have to end there, but wasn't KO and Starscream right next to him at the time of the attack?)

So, no, Meggsy, I don't think you had any control over the Terracons. Zombie AU where he figures this out, anyone?

I could just be overthinking the entire thing, but I've been gnawing on this for Y E A R S.

#transformers prime #aligned continuity #maccadam #tfp megatron #megatron #ramblings #rambles

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beestriker015 · 8 months ago

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Arcee x male Autobot s/o

Arcee and s/o were always close during the war on Cybertron, so imagine her surprise at seeing the male Autobot on Earth after what feels like a lifetime.

“S/o? H-how can you be here? Everyone thought you were taken offline.”

Her optics wide from shock as she says this while looking at him.

“My termination was greatly exaggerated. While I was severely injured during the last battle I took part in, my spark held on as I was fortunate to have been found by Ultra Magnus and taken to get repaired. When I caught word that you were here on this planet, I knew I had to come help you and the others fight against Megatron and the other Decepticons. I missed you a lot Arcee.”

After s/o finishes speaking, Arcee does something that shocks the other Autobots and their human companions.

She embraces him tightly.

“I’m glad you’re here s/o, and I missed you too.”

He is at first caught off guard by Arcee’s sudden hug, but then quickly returns her embrace with a warm smile present on his face.

Their heartfelt reunion is interrupted by Optimus Prime, who approaches s/o with a stoic expression.

“Welcome to Earth s/o, I’m pleased to see you alive and well. I believe I speak for your fellow Autobots when I say we’d love to have you join us.”

He offers s/o a hand, who turns to look at Arcee for a brief moment before accepting it with a smile.

“I would be honored Optimus.”

The Autobot leader smiles at this and shakes s/o’s hand.

“Glad to hear it. Once again s/o, welcome to planet Earth.”

With that, s/o has joined the ranks of Optimus’ Autobots.

Due to being out of the loop for so long, s/o had to be caught up on everything that has happened on Earth between the two Cybertronian factions, including the unfortunate demise of his close friend Cliffjumper.

“N-no, I refuse to believe it! Cliff can’t be gone!”

“I know how you feel s/o, it still hurts for me to think about.”

Arcee says as she tries comforting her heartbroken friend.

“Who? Who is responsible for Cliff’s death?”

S/o asks with anger in his voice.

Upon learning from her that it was Starscream, s/o vows to get revenge on him.

“The next time I see that piece of scrap, I will make him pay for what he did to Cliff! Screamer’s days are numbered!”

(Aboard the Nemesis, Starscream suddenly feels a cold chill run down his back and he doesn’t know why.)

On a lighter note, Arcee introduced s/o to her human partner Jack, with whom he quickly became friends with.

“I imagine being in this base for so long can get pretty boring sometimes, so how about I take you out for a quick joyride Jack?”

He asks, wanting to bond with the human his close friend is the guardian of.

“Really? That’d be awesome s/o!”

Unfortunately for them, Arcee shoots down s/o’s idea.

“No, you two are staying here as per Optimus’ orders!”

She tells the two in a stern almost motherly tone as they both sigh in disappointment, causing her to shake her head.

“Dear Primus, I swear you both are becoming way too like-minded.”

She says in mild amusement, secretly relieved that Jack and s/o get along so well.

Not much time has passed since s/o’s arrival and it’s pretty clear to everyone that he and Arcee have romantic feelings for each other, though neither of them would admit it.

Thanks to some encouragement from the others (specifically Miko and Smokescreen), the two bots decided to finally reveal their feelings for the other.

Surprisingly, Arcee is the first to confess.

“Hey s/o, there’s….something important I want to tell you.”

“What is it Arcee?”

Taking a moment of silence to figure out just what she’s gonna say, the blue fembot looks at s/o and begins speaking.

“When I thought you were offline, it was like a part of my spark perished with you, but it became whole again the moment I saw you here and still online. What I’m trying to say is….I love you s/o.”

If an Autobot were capable of blushing, then s/o would definitely be completely flustered after hearing this.

“Arcee, I love you too. The two of us have had a strong bond for as long as I can remember, and the thing that kept my spark from extinguishing was the terrifying thought of never seeing you again. You are my reason for living Arcee, and I love you more than Cybertron itself.”

The fembot responds to s/o’s own confession by pulling him into a kiss that he quickly melts into, both completely unaware that their friends and teammates are secretly watching them, all happy that the two are finally together.

As a couple, s/o and Arcee always have each other’s backs during missions, just like they did back on Cybertron.

“You know what this reminds me of Arcee? That one time we were surrounded by Vehicons during a recon mission.”

“I remember, but now really isn’t the time to be getting nostalgic s/o!”

She says while shooting down several Insecticons flying towards the two.

“Right, sorry.”

He chuckles before taking down a few as well.

If one of them were to get injured, the Decepticon responsible would face the wrath of the other and after that, they would stay right by their lover’s side the entire time Ratchet repairs them.

Due to their circumstances, neither has any reason to get jealous, but protectiveness is another story, especially with Arcee.

Having suffered the loss of both Tailgate and Cliffjumper, Arcee will not allow any harm to come to s/o, and will offline any Decepticon (mostly Vehicons) foolish enough to try.

As mentioned earlier, s/o will be ruthless in battle whenever Starscream is involved out of sheer hatred for the death of his friend.

“Starscream! I will tear out your spark with my bare hands!”

“K-keep away from me you deranged Autobot!”

The slim Decepticon manages to somehow escape justice every time, resulting in Arcee having to calm s/o down.

“Don’t worry s/o. There’s always next time. One way or another, he will pay for his crimes.”

“You’re right Arcee, but I still wanna rip that coward’s wings off!”

“I know you do s/o, I do too.”

Downtime is rare and never tends to last long, but Arcee and s/o spend it together in the base while taking part in what the humans refer to as “cuddling”.

“This is nice.”

“Yeah, I could get used to this…cuddling, especially when it’s with you Arcee.”

He says with his arms wrapped around her as she rests her head on his chest.

“I feel the same way s/o.”

She tells him with a content smile on her face.

Once Unicron has been defeated and Megatron ends the Decepticon cause, it is now time for the Autobots to return to their homeworld.

After sharing a heartfelt goodbye with Jack and the other humans, s/o and Arcee walk through the space bridge leading back to Cybertron.

“This is bittersweet isn’t it Arcee? I’m glad we finally ended the war, but I’m really gonna miss Earth.”

He looks down as Arcee puts a hand on his shoulder.

“I will too s/o, but who’s to say that this goodbye is forever?”

“Fair point I guess. So, what do we do now?”

“I don’t know, but as long as you’re by my side, I’m ready to face whatever the future holds. I love you s/o.

He kisses her softly while placing his hands on her hips.

“I love you too Arcee.”

With the complete restoration of Cybertron and the threat of Megatron gone, the pair of Autobot lovers look forward to what lies ahead for both them and their planet.

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melishade · 2 months ago

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Attack on Prime New Age Anthology: Return to that Sick Mind III

Main Story

Strange Technology

Return to that Sick Mind I

Return to that Sick Mind II

Jazz walked into the medical bay of the Nemesis, carrying a few cubes of high grade energon per Ultra Magnus' request. The lieutenant now council member found it odd, considering it was still work hours, but he was sure that it was for a good reason.

Until he fully heard the sounds of Knockout cackling like a madcon. Jazz peered over the stacked energon cubes in his possession and blinked in confusion at the sight. Megatron and Bumblebee were on medical berths, hooked up to a cortical psychic patch. Knockout was leaning against the wall, holding his side and laughing so hard it looked like lubricant was coming out. Smokescreen and Bulkhead were helping Ratchet sit up, but the medic still looked out of it. And Ultra Magnus...looked like he hadn't moved from his locked position of staring at a screen with Bumblebee and Megatron talking.

"Uh...I brought high grade," Jazz informed, alerting all the Autobots in the room. Ultra Magnus quickly stomped over and snatched the one directly from the top before chugging it with ease.

"Whoa! Magnus, what the frag?" Jazz called out.

"Jazz, you are missing out!" Knockout declared as he picked the second high grade energon with his claws, "So apparently, there are some humans that are claiming that Megatron changed his ways, so Bumblebee wanted to dive back into his mind-!"

"Wait, didn't Bee say Megatron hijacked his body the first time he did it?!" Jazz exclaimed in disbelief.

"Oh that's only the tip of the iceberg, because during that fight with all the red titans, Megatron saved Bumblebee!" Knockout declared.

Jazz nearly dropped the remaining energon cubes in his servo. "What?"

"I know!" Knockout exclaimed, "But long story short, we've been seeing Megatron be nice to humans, get blackmailed by a human, dancing with a human-!"

Jazz dropped the energon cubes onto the ground. Thankfully none of them spilled. "S-should....should I get the council for this?"

"If you want to break their processors, then go for it." Knockout grinned, "I would love to see the looks on some of their faces."

Jazz looked back towards the screen where Bumblebee and Megatron were still talking. But it looked as though Bumblebee was just as annoyed as Megatron.

Bumblebee rubbed his optics with the palms of his servos. "By the Allspark, what happened to you?!"

"Hey, I did not ask for you to come into my helm, and I warned you!" Megatron shouted.

"Well I don't know how to feel about the 'Con that ripped out my voicebox was dancing with humans!" Bumblebee shot back.

Megatron groaned and rubbed his optics with his digits. "At the very least, does that get you to believe the humans' claims?"

"...I hate that I have to say yes," Bumblebee relented.

Megatron rolled his optics in response. Bumblebee's gaze then fell to Megatron's chest, and he remembered Arcee's condition and how she had dark energon in her armor and joints.

"What did you do to Arcee?" Bumblebee demanded.

Megatron crossed his arms. "Nothing. I spent most of my time avoiding her when she appeared on the island. We had one major confrontation with each other."

Bumblebee saw a memory appear, and it was Megatron and Arcee arguing in their holoforms. Arcee was listing off his war crimes, and the human in the middle, Hanji, took steps back from Megatron in fear.

“No you haven’t! Let’s get one thing straight: You! Deserve! Nothing!” Arcee declared, “You deserve to be rusting at the bottom of Earth’s ocean instead of walking around as if nothing’s wrong! As if you could somehow put everything behind you and pretend to be nice for your own selfish gain! I will never put my trust in you! I would rather die than put my life in your hands! Do you hear me?!”

Megatron raised his hand to strike Arcee while Arcee got into a fighting stance. Hanji quickly got into the way of Arcee and Megatron. Megatron seemed startled and momentarily paused, but out of nowhere, a teen Bumblebee had never seen in the photos or the battle punched Megatron in the face before grabbing his collar and pinning him to the floor. He yelled as Megatron turned his attention to him and grabbed him by the neck. The teen tried to pry the hand off of him, but Megatron only restricted his airway further.

“Stop! Stop!” Hanji yelled as they tried to help the teen pry the hand off.

“Megatron!” Optimus shouted as he arrived with Levi. Megatron finally snapped out of his haze and recognized what he was doing. He turned his head to see Optimus and Levi staring with worry. He glanced up to see Eren trying to breathe while Hanji looked terrified out of their mind. But Megatron careened his head when he noticed a crowd had formed. Megatron felt something in his stomach drop as he realized it was the Survey Corps, and they all looked at him…with fear. Moments later, Megatron released the teen and deactivated the holoform.

"...It wasn't my proudest moment," Megatron confessed, "I only spoke with her after that to tell her I would return to Cybertron for trial and execution."

“…I will go with you,” Megatron told her.

Arcee raised an eyebrow in confusion while Optimus and Wheeljack were taken aback.

“When Cybertron is contacted, I will go with you to Cybertron and face my punishment for the war,” Megatron elaborated, “Do whatever you want to me then, but for now, I will be doing my job here.”

“And I’m supposed to believe that from you?” Arcee wasn’t buying it, placing her servos on her hips, “How could I possibly know that what you’re telling me is true?”

“You don’t,” Megatron answered calmly, “All you have is my word, and that is the only thing that I can give you.”

Arcee only stared before sneering. “When you break your word, I’m going to enjoy dragging you to Cybertron in cuffs.”

Bumblebee looked up at Megatron. "So how did Arcee get dark energon on her? You're the only source of it as far as we know."

Megatron sighed in response. "I wasn't aware of the consequences at the time."

"Oh, really?" Bumblebee sneered.

"When I first arrived on this planet, I was unaware of the setup of the world, and how the power of the titans operated," Megatron began, "So when I first saw the Colossal and Armored Titan, I fired my weapons at them."

Bumblebee watched a memory of Megatron firing at a massive Colossal Titan situated atop of a large wall, the shots hitting the right hand of the beast.

"Apparently energon had the ability to affect the actual body of the human inside of the titan, and stop regeneration altogether," Megatron explained, "But dark energon still decayed the body of the user, slowly eating at them from the inside out. During my mission in Marley, I had learned that the dark energon was causing the current titan shifter, Bertholdt Hoover, to lose his mind and body, and the Marleyans transferred the powers of the Colossal Titan over to Porco Galliard."

Bumblebee saw another memory of two boys. One clearly affected by dark energon, chained onto a high platform, and another, injected a serum clearly laced with energon. The boy transformed into a pure titan, and Bumblebee felt sick to his stomach as the boy afflicted with dark energon screamed and cried out for help before being devoured.

"But the transfer of power wasn't enough, and Porco had shown signs of being infected with dark energon."

Bumblebee saw Megatron's human form grab by the throat and pull him back by the hand, seeing the dark energon lingering in his veins.

"I ordered our temporary ally to eliminate Porco, knowing it would be a difficult task. He orchestrated for an infiltration of the Marleyan compound, and Porco was killed in the ensuing chaos." Bumblebee saw Megatron's holoform dripping with blood, and the human form watched in surprise as Porco was shot through the chest, "But now we know that dark energon has the ability to reanimate organics."

Bumblebee covered his optics as a massive purple explosion went off in a walled city. Bumblebee gasped in horror at the destruction caused, but looked up in terror at the sight of a massive Colossal Titan with purple smoke and fire pouring from its head and body. The smoke created storm clouds that began to spread in the sky.

"I was unable to properly fight due to the dark energon, and Arcee was the one taking the initiative," Megatron continued explaining, "She was getting the brute force of the attack, trying her best to cut Porco out from the nape of the neck."

Bumblebee saw Megatron struggling to stand up on his pedes, the dark energon clearly affecting his body and mobility. He chucked his sword upward to Arcee, who was shroud by the smoke. Arcee used the sword to cut the nape wide open, and his body collapsed to the ground with a loud bang. Bumblebee watched the Colossal Titan body decay, and Megatron lying down on his back, a servo on his chest and one covering his optics. Bumblebee couldn't help but grow tense when a titan, heavily damaged by the Colossal Titan threat, trudged its way over to him, dragging the very sword just used to eliminate the Colossal Titan.

The titan raised the sword over its head to ram it into Megatron's own, but paused when Megatron raised his servo to look him eye.

“Reiner…thank you,” Megatron said.

"W-what?" Bumblebee stuttered

“The lives you’ve saved, the worlds you’ve protected, it was all because of you,” Megatron declared, “You acted in my stead, and saved the lives of billions of beings.”

Bumblebee saw that Megatron looked like he was breathing a sigh of relief. “I owe you my life. Thank you.”

"...Gratitude...for a human." Bumblebee looked up at Megatron.

"...I put Reiner through hell," Megatron explained as Reiner fell to his knees, "And then I lied to him for four years for the sake of the mission. I don't regret doing what I had to do for that mission...but I couldn't help but feel a kinship with him. Twisted, I know. But we had both pursued a dream that turned into something twisted, and were left with nothing but shame and regret. I had grown from making his life a nightmare to actively trying to stop him from taking his own life."

Megatron gave himself a running start before slamming his body into the door, busting into the room as Reiner was ready to pull the trigger of the rifle situated in his mouth. The ex-con tackled him to the ground and threw the rifle across the room. Reiner struggled to try and get the gun, but Megatron locked his arms around his abdomen and dragged him back. Megatron’s back hit the wall as Reiner tried to pull his arms off of him.

"But I still couldn't save him in the end," Megatron lamented, "He died because I let my guard down."

Megatron’s optics snapped open and he forced himself on his hands when he realized that Eren had his hand right through the other’s head. Megatron was still trying to process what was happening when Eren dragged Reiner’s titan body towards him and lifted it up towards his teeth. It was only when Eren’s teeth sunk into the nape of the neck that Megatron realized what was happening.

“Reiner!” Megatron grabbed his sword and slashed upward, managing to cut one of the hinges of Eren’s jaw. Megatron would have stabbed Eren right then and there, but Eren used both hands to throw Reiner’s titan body at him. Megatron was knocked to the ground a good few feet away, but the Cybertronian quickly scrambled to check the titan body for Reiner, but the nape was empty. Megatron looked over at Eren and watched in horror at the sight of Reiner in Eren’s grip.

“Arcee, don’t let him eat Reiner!” Megatron yelled as he grabbed his sword and bolted towards Eren.

“Help me! PLEASE! HELP ME!” Reiner begged, but the titan shifter choked on his own blood as Eren crushed him without a second thought. Eren’s jaw fully healed as he was prepared to devour the corpse, but got distracted when Arcee fired at the arm holding Reiner’s corpse. Eren saw the wound wasn’t healing and that Megatron was closing in and made a split second decision. He released Reiner’s corpse from his hand and let it drop in his mouth before he clamped it shut, and in one fell swoop, Eren had swallowed the body whole.

Bumblebee wasn't even sure what to say to that. How was he to supposed to address those memories? It-!

"I assume you have more to ask." Megatron already decided to move on with the conversation.

Bumblebee sighed in response, remembering the texts that Jack had sent, specifically about Armin, and about how he was the most vocal and adamant about Megatron's change. "Armin Arlert...seems to be...the most vocal about you changing."

Megatron was quiet, eerily quiet. Bumblebee didn't know what to do or say since Megatron's back was facing him. He didn't know what his expression was.

"...I haven't been good to him," Megatron confessed.

"...elaborate," Bumblebee ordered.

Megatron clenched his fists in response before he released them. "I was selfish to him. I...saw him as a mirror to Orion Pax. He was able to figure me out so quickly."

"Megatron, stop!" Armin yelled as he ran to him, but grunted as Mikasa pulled him back, "Don't kill her!"

Megatron growled as he pulled out his sword fully and turned to the boy. "She will kill you if you let her live and once she regains full strength. I don't understand why you kept telling me to spare her!"

"If this were any given scenario, it probably would be better to kill her, especially since she has energon in her systems," Armin admitted, "But she's more valuable to you alive than dead!"

Mikasa stared at Armin in confusion while Megatron gave an amused look.

"Valuable to me?" Megatron smirked as he turned away from the two and stared at the girl, "Tell me, Pax, how could this girl be valuable to me?"

"Because if you return to Optimus empty-handed, you won't be able to gain his trust and make things right with him!" Armin answered.

"And I just seemed to dump all of my problems on him," Megatron confessed, "My grief, my anger, my...trauma." Megatron sighed, "I didn't make his life easy."

Bumblebee saw a multitude of memories with just Megatron and Armin. Bumblebee did see violence, aggression, threats against this kid. He saw Megatron yell, impose, intimidate Armin, but...not once did Armin back down. He continued pursuing, asking questions, challenging Megatron. Bumblebee saw a memory of Armin staring at Megatron eagerly while holding a book about the ocean in his hands.

"It seemed...Armin was trying to create a bridge between the two of you," Bumblebee remarked.

"It's not an excuse for the way I treated him," Megatron declared, "I...threatened to shoot him because I was afraid he would expose my secrets! I scared him into silence!" Megatron snapped his helm to Bumblebee, and the Warrior could see the guilt written all over the ex-con's face. "Bumblebee, it was a miracle that he didn't just snap and leave!"

Megatron felt anger rise in his as he snatched the book from under Armin and threw it to the ground. "This foolishness of yours needs to-"

Armin didn't let the ex-con finish as he threw a book at his face. Megatron was clearly surprised by Armin's action, but that didn't stop the boy from throwing another book at him.

"I hate you!" Armin shouted as Megatron shielded his face, "I hate you! I hate you! You bastard! You monster! Eren wants to die because of you! And all you care about are your selfish needs! Not how it affects everyone around you! I wish you'd just disappear!"

Armin threw the last of the books on the desk before slamming his hands on the table. "Just get out!"

Armin began panting from his outburst before realizing he lost his notebook. He wasn't sure if he threw it or not so he began to look all over the desk.

Megatron lowered his arms and saw Armin panicked state as he looked all over the floor for the notebook.

"I made him afraid of his own shadow no doubt!"

“What are you doing here?” Armin demanded rather harshly, but that got Megatron’s attention. The former warlord turned his head slightly to glance back at Armin, and the soldier could see…a rather defeated look in his eyes.

“Where is Mikasa?” Megatron asked him.

“Why do you want to know?” Armin asked vaguely, neither confirming nor denying Mikasa’s location.

Megatron forced himself to stand up on the steps and fully face Armin. “I need to speak with the both of you.”

Armin grew fearful at that and took a step back. “About what?”

Megatron noticed this reaction, but didn’t take a step forward. “I have no intention of harming you.”

“But why do you want to talk to us?” Armin demanded, “You already got what you wanted out of us with Annie. Why do you want to speak to us now?”

“This is a more personal matter,” Megatron admitted, “I just want to speak with the both of you.”

Armin shook his head at that. “No. I don’t want you here. Leave.”

“Armin, please.” Armin gasped as Megatron took a step forward, but that was more than enough for Mikasa to bolt past Armin and punch Megatron directly in the face. Megatron managed to get a glimpse of the blue in Mikasa’s eyes before he got knocked off the steps and to the ground outside. Mikasa then pinned him to the ground and tried to stab him, but Megatron quickly shoved Mikasa’s face and the hand holding the knife away from the holomatter. Mikasa’s other arm was still free, and she punched Megatron square in the jaw.

"I made everyone fear me because I was a coward!"

“After years of watching, observing, listening to second hand accounts, and analyzing your own behavior, I finally know and understand exactly what you are,” Hanji began as their leaned over and crossed their arms, “You, Megatron, are a coward.”

“…what?” Megatron demanded in anger, “Who do you think you are to say that to me?”

“Someone who’s been picking at your mind for three years,” Hanji answered in confidence, “You resort to violence. Always. Considering your own environment and the life you’ve led, that’s all you’ve ever known. I can’t entirely fault you for that. But even after you say that you understand the meaning of oppression, according to Optimus’ account, you still resort to violence. You still resort to abusive and manipulative behavior. To people who haven’t done you any wrong. And the people who do want to extend their hand to you and possibly even help you, you resort to anger. You resort to violence because you’re not used to kindness or sincerity. You resort to violence because it’s easy. You are afraid of what someone might do if they found your weaknesses and your vulnerabilities. You are a coward to something as inevitable as change. You can’t even try to get out of your own head and get out of your own way, and I’d feel sorry for you if you didn’t actively strike fear into the hearts of my subordinates that they come into my office begging for protection from you.”

Megatron got up from his chair and grabbed Hanji by their collar, but the Commander was unfazed.

“Even when confronted with the truth about how horrible you are, you resort to violence, because you are afraid of the truth, and you are afraid of what that says about you!” Hanji continued, “The men and women I have fought beside for so many years have always been scared shitless of titans! They were always afraid of being eaten alive and dying a gruesome death! But even in the face of danger, they did not run! They fought and lived to survive another day, or died so that the rest of us could survive! Despite how afraid they were, they still chose to fight! I would choose a thousand Survey Corps members over any version of you! Because despite your power, you can’t confront your truth! That you never changed and that you’re still a monster who deserves nothing! And killing me won’t change that at all!”

"And I didn't get the chance to properly apologize to any of them!" Megatron declared.

Bumblebee's mouth dropped at that statement. "You-!...you what?"

"Sooooo....," Knockout trailed off as he turned to the Autobots, and the rest of the council members in the room, "We're well past ten minutes, right?"

"Shut up and give me more high grade energon!" Cyclonus ordered.

(Yep, this is gonna be a four parter, or more. Hopefully just four parts.)

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tf-cyberaligned · 1 year ago

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Designs for the sequel I am already planning

The Rescue Recruits!!

And some of my lore that will be explored with for all of them!

Wedge

Wedge was formed during the war. He was created through spark bonding between two Decepticons, though he never really met his Parensnatales (parents) due to their assignment within the ranks. Due to his young age, he was put into the energon mines on one of the Deception owned planets on the outskirts of the Milky Way. While he had to fight Autobots sometimes, this planet was relatively uninhabited by Autobots, meaning that many Decepticon children made their home here.

When the war ended, and they returned to Cybertron, Wedge found out that he was orphaned just like many of his miner buddies. While Cybertron was being rebuilt, several mechs had stepped up to take care of and watch over the young Cybertronians left behind. One of these groups was the newly reemerged Protectobots, who were missing one key bot in their lineup. Wedge was one of the young Cybertronians taken in by the team, where he soon learned about rescue work and started to ask for training in it. While Rescue City was being repaired, the Protectobots and several of the old Alpha team members who had returned to the city started to teach small things to the young Cybertronians who were under their care. While some dropped off from the lessons, the others stuck around to become the new rebirth generation of Rescue Bots, which Wedge was one of those.

Whirl

Whirl was also formed during the war, formed from a spark bond due to Ultra Magnus and Whirl Sr. not being careful with their conjunx bonding ceremony. While her designation was Whirlybird, she chose to use just Whirl to mess with mechs on the Lost Light. One day a large energy spike was detected across the Milky Way. While Ultra Magnus went off to investigate the strange anomaly, the Lost Light continued to avoid the attacks of the DJD.

Once the ship was able to reach Cybertron and the whole family was reunited, Whirl Jr. was stumped on what she was wanting to do. Whirl Sr. one day had suggested joining the newly rebuilt Rescue Bots Academy. Due to Ultra Magnus's knowledge of the old laws and regulations of Cybertron, he would teach Whirl Jr. them during his free time. Due to this, she had an immense love for the subject. So when she found out that the academy had enforcers as an option, she jumped at the chance to join. Leading her to join the first wave of new official Rescue Bot Recruits.

Hot Shot and Jolt

Hot Shot was one of the mechs who reemerged from the Well. Jolt's spark connection with him is what allowed him to return. Jolt is his minicon partner, and one of his oldest friends. Hot Shot was one of the many young mechs who had to fight in the war. While he had a naturally forged frame, his spark was transferred to an adult build, offering more protection than his young, weak armor plating he had before. The pair fought side by side during the war as first Optimus's personal scouts, then as a commander of a squadron. Jolt helped to keep to Hot Shot in check, offering guidance to the young soldier. When Hot Shot had become a commander, his role also shifted to being a mentor for a young scout that Optimus had appointed. Hot Shot taught the young scout everything he needed to know, and the pair formed a close friendship. When the young scout had been kidnapped by Megatron while Hot Shot had been shot down, Primus had changed Hot Shot's frame. This new frame while lacking speed, made up for it in strength, allowing the young commander to rescue the young scout at Tyger Pax. After the events at Tyger Pax, the Ark was ready to launch. Hot Shot was meant to be one of the mechs that went on the ship. However as it was launching, the Nemesis had attacked. Hot Shot was one of the fatalities during this attack.

Upon his reemergence from the Well, he was met by the mechs who were looking over the many new sparks and reemerging sparks. After many questions, he was finally reunited with Jolt. After that Hot Shot and Jolt had aimlessly wandered around Cybertron. Hot Shot was one of the mechs who had no Parensnatales, and so he really had no place to go. After some years, the pair heard about a new Cube league forming. Cube was originally a game created during the war by Ratchet for the many young mechs who were forced into the war to have something fun to do. (Also was created to distract them from the Wrecker's game of Lob) Hot Shot remembering the many games he played, joined the league and was soon given a home among the teams. Over time, he had risen to fame, being one of the best players within the league. After a big final game of the season, Optimus had approached him. Shocked to see the meant to be dead leader, Hot Shot didn't believe at first that the mech was really in front of him. However after some time talking, Hot Shot learned that he had been alive for awhile at that point, and had just returned from a mission back to Earth. It was at this point that Optimus had offered him and Jolt a chance to go to the newly reopened Rescue Bots Academy.

Medix

Medix also reemerged from the Well, being one of the mechs that was killed during the Rescue Bots Massacre. Medix is the child of First Aid and Vortex, having been formed by a spark bond during the start of the war. He too was put into an adult frame like Hot Shot was, and when the Protectobots joined the war, he was also brought into it with his cousins. He worked as a tirage medic on the field, being a true pacifist just like his aunt Groove. His team within the Rescue Bots rank was Alpha 2, which consisted of his cousins Skyfeather, Rook, and Heatrock. Skyfeather was their team leader, due to her being the oldest and most experienced out of them. The Alpha 2 team was able to combine with the Alpha 1 team (Protectobots), making the two teams very powerful in terms of the war. Skyfeather and Heatrock were able to combine within the actual Protectobot team, forming Gaia Guardian, while Rook and Medix were able to replace an original team member when they were unable to transform. When Defensor fell at Tagan Heights, Rescue City was left with Alpha 2 leading and protecting it. This is when Megatron decided to strike. Medix watched as his older cousins were slaughtered, before his death and the destruction of Rescue City.

Upon his reemergence, he was reunited with his cousins who also reemerged with him. Together the group made their way to the remains of Rescue City, where they were reunited with Hotspot, First Aid, Streetwise, and Groove. Blade's absence confused them all, but they all were quick to start rebuilding the city. Blades soon reappeared on Cybertron, having survived the war and was the reason that they were all able to reemerge due to his Gestalt bond with his siblings. When the school was rebuilt and reopened, Medix joined the new wave of students coming into the academy, excited to finish his training properly.

Hoist

Hoist, while not apart of the war, was a civilian casualty. His Almatonias (moms) had him before the war broke out. His family had decided to stay out of the war as long as they possibly could, but his death due to an Autobot Wrecker's explosions is what pushed his Almatonias to join the Decepticons.

His Almatonias survived the war, allowing for his reemergence. He was reunited with them, and after Cybertron had been mostly rebuilt, they were encouraging him to choose what he wanted to do in life. Now that the caste system was overthrown, he was allowed to do just that. Hearing about the reopening of the Rescue Bots Academy, and that engineering, one of his passions, was offered at the academy, he applied to be a student there. He was accepted and joined the first wave of new students.

And that is the lore of these guys for the Cyberhumans and Cybertronians sequel! While this story isn't going to be mentioned much until that point in time, I wanted to get these out there as some of the characters will be mentioned within the main story of Cyberaligned. Due to how interwoven I want everything to be, we will be seeing glimpses of Hot Shot and Medix within Blade's memories, as well as meeting Whirl Jr. and Whirl Sr. in one of the future chapters when the Lost Light crashes on Earth.

I hope y'all are excited for this future plot!

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heliopauseentertainments · 28 days ago

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An Unintentional Voyage

Reposting this novel on Tumblr fresh since it feels appropriate with the surprising amount of G1/Marvel MegaRatch art lately.

Continuity: G1 Rating: Teen Relationship: Megatron/Ratchet Characters: Megatron, Ratchet Warnings: Mild gore. Serious injuries. Suggestive themes/content. Fade to black. Please see AO3 entry for full applicable tags.

Summary: In which an injured Megatron steals and promptly breaks an experimental Autobot shuttle and in which Ratchet has more adherence to ethical codes than is strictly necessary.

Crossposting: AO3 | DreamWidth

First chapter under cut, originally written as part of a rare pair week event. Please see AO3 for the complete version.

The situation during the raid on an Autobot supply depot had gone… south, to say the least. In the evacuation, Megatron had been somehow left behind. How dare they leave him behind! Him of all mechs. Left on the battlefield behind enemy lines.

Cowards.

Of course, he expected Starscream to leave him behind. That would simply be a normal business day. Soundwave, however, could usually be trusted to haul his unconscious frame off the field. This time, for whatever unknown reason, that didn’t happen.

He would deal with the lot of them when he returned to the Nemesis. Teach them to leave their leader behind. Maybe a few weeks in the brig (for Starscream) or extra patrol duties (for everyone else, except Soundwave) would remind them who was in charge in this void-damned army. Leave Megatron behind on the damn battlefield, would they? Well, he would be making sure that won't be a mistake anyone but Starscream would be keen on repeating.

Now here he was, trying to jump-start this Autobot shuttle that he had managed to sneak his way onto, having left a purple trail of dripped energon with blackened oil smears in his wake. Waking up on an abandoned battlefield, alone and bleeding fuel and oil from his chest, had definitely not been ideal.

The last thing he could recall before waking was Prime impaling him through the chest with a piece of steel pipe he had pulled from somewhere. Megatron could only assume it had come from some part of the supply infrastructure that got destroyed in the raid. The damage had probably forced a full system reboot. Unfortunately, Prime had made the mistake of not ensuring the injury was fatal. It might have been if the pipe had been pushed all of the way through the other side of his frame as opposed to merely halfway. When Megatron had woken up, he’d snapped off the bulk of the pipe, leaving only the remainder that was lodged tightly inside the wound itself. He had crushed the exposed end of the pipe closed in an attempt to staunch the flow of fluid and buy more time.

If he wasn’t quick, the trail would lead the Autobots right to him so they could finish the job. They should have done it earlier while he was still down and out cold, unable to fight back. Big mistake.

Barring that, if he wasn’t quicker, he ran the not-insignificant risk of succumbing to his injury if he couldn’t either access treatment or treat it himself somehow.

Megatron had made the decision that since he wasn’t dead quite yet, getting underway first was the wiser option. That would solve at least one worry. There were probably medical supplies on this shuttle somewhere. While he was no expert, he had patched himself up on occasion before, though nothing quite this extensive.

It was strange though, that even the Autobots had left him there on the ground in front of their oh so precious supply depot.

If they had thought he was dead, wouldn’t they have wanted to make sure? Maybe remove his head to display as a grotesque trophy and use what was left of him to make armor if they didn’t melt his remains down for resources.

If they had thought he was alive, wouldn’t they have captured him? Maybe throw him in a cell to either bleed out (a death on the order of hours) or suffer the horrors of starvation after patching him up (a death on the order of weeks or months), if they were feeling particularly cruel about it.

There was no reason for him to think Autobots would treat their prisoners with dignity, especially not the leader of the enemy army.

No matter. Megatron had a shuttle to steal—Zap!

He jerked his hands back from the uncooperative control panel with a snarled swear.

“Blasted heap!” Shaking out his left hand since it had taken the brunt of the arcing charge, he waved his right one, fisted in threat, at the panel. He knew, of course, he couldn't intimidate it into compliance but it was at least a little cathartic. "I ought to—”

“You ought to what?” said a voice behind him.

Megatron whipped around in the chair, raising his right arm instinctively towards the intruder. Not that it mattered. He had lost too much fuel to power the cannon and, in truth, he felt rather dizzy. That probably wasn’t helping him jump-start the shuttle either.

The intruder, when his optics finally focused, was that grouchy red and white Autobot medic, pointing a handheld welder right at him all while carrying a medical kit in his other hand. A scowl was set firmly on the medic's determined face, lined with age and experience. The welder sparked menacingly.

“And just what are you going to do with that, medic?”

“Originally, I was sent to pick up your sparkless corpse. Unfortunately for the both of us, your sparkless corpse can walk.”

“Oh really.” Megatron lifted one of his optical ridges in doubt, but the medic only pointed with the welder to the trail of energon and oil along the floor, leading from the back of the shuttle to the navigator’s chair where the warlord was currently seated.

“And, worse, your sparkless corpse can also talk.” The medic sighed and lowered the welder, clicking it off before chucking it in the medical kit. “Power down that void-damned cannon before you hurt yourself. We both know you don’t have the energy right now to use the stupid thing.”

“How dare you.”

Just for that insolence, he began powering the cannon. The low whirl of it charging filled the air for a brief moment, before the entire weapon hitched and sputtered, yanking his arm back into the control panel with an echoing crunch.

The charge in the cannon died as the shuttle around them roared to life, shaking the floor underneath them.

“You idiot!” the medic snapped, struggling to stay on his feet as the shuttle trembled. Megatron for the moment considered himself lucky to have the only seat in the house, not that he had had the wherewithal to remember to buckle himself in.

“Me‽”

“Take-off sequence initiated.”

A calm, synthesized voice called announcements through the shuttles internal speakers.

Take-off? Perfect, it seemed he would be getting out of here after all. Unfortunately, now he had a passenger but what was one Autobot prisoner?

"Look what you've done, you tin-pot tyrant!"

“Warp destination auto-selected.”

“What? Warp?” Megatron floundered. As though yelling at the shuttle would do anything beyond making him feel a little better. "Where?"

“Warp drive activation in 5… 4… 3… 2… 1…”

Before more complaints could be leveled at this infernal Autobot machine, the entire shuttle shuddered and Megatron’s optics offlined from the pulse of bright blue light that surged through the cabin. One final tremor from the vehicle and he was thrown from the chair, splayed on his front on the floor.

Megatron wasn’t sure how much time had passed when everything went still and his systems finished rebooting. Well, he hadn’t died yet. Unfortunately for that medic, if he was still in one piece. He groaned as his optics flickered back on, the images pixelated and indistinct. Maybe that was from the fuel loss. Maybe that was from the fact that he was staring at the floor of the shuttle. Or maybe—the thought was cut off as red hands entered his vision briefly before he was forcibly flipped over onto his back, further smearing escaped fluids on both the floor and his frame.

How dare the Autobot lay hands on him! He would show that pathetic—

“Good job.” The sarcasm, palpable in the medic’s voice as he looked down at the injured warlord, gave Megatron pause. “Your cannon backfired and activated the shuttle’s experimental warp drive.”

Warp drive?

What warp drive?

Wait.

Ah, yes, now he remembered. The shuttle’s system announced something about that before he’d been knocked down.

“Then,” he started, before being cut off with a cough. Perhaps clambering into this particular shuttle had been more serendipitous than he’d originally considered. Then again, why did a random, unassuming shuttle at a half-destroyed supply depot have an experimental warp drive? “Then I will… return to my ship more quickly than I had thought.”

“Not a chance. You broke the damn drive so it warped us to Primus knows where and won’t power back on.”

Dammit.

Megatron tried to sit up, only to be pushed back down. He felt rather numb, a bit tingly. His frame seemed to be heavier than usual, endoskeletal hydraulics unwilling to effectively move his limbs. It was almost as though—

“Don’t move. I already injected you with a liquid analgesic solution. That’ll be why you’re amica endura with the floor right now.” The welder from earlier reappeared in his hazy vision, once again sparking in menace, an ominous promise of health.

If Megatron was unable to move, this medic must have been quite strong to toss him over like he weighed hardly anything at all.

“You’re just barely online. It’s a small miracle your spark hasn’t extinguished from insufficient fuel supply. Either that or you’re just too obstinate.”

“And let me guess, medic, you’re about to change that.” It would certainly be an easy feat. Megatron hardly had the strength to move with all of the fluid loss and this medic had a wealth of the medical knowledge that could easily be used both healing and harming. Which was that welder now meant for, he wondered.

What a way to lose the war. At a medic’s mercy in the middle of nowhere, dying from purposeful malpractice as opposed to dying in battle.

“Don’t tempt me.”

“…What?” Then what in the hell was this fool doing if not offlining the enemy in a vulnerable moment of weakness? That’s what he would have expected. That’s what he would have done if it would end the war.

Apparently that welder was meant to heal. For now.

Then again, even if Megatron died here, that wouldn’t necessarily end the conflict. Starscream could galvanize the troops in the name revenge for their beloved, fallen leader—what a funny thought, but that treacherous seeker knew how to use politics to his advantage. Megatron expected nothing less. On one hand, he was almost proud that the movement would surely outlive him. On the other, he wished he wouldn’t be leaving it all in Starscream’s slippery, self-serving little hands.

Perhaps very little would be gained by the Autobots with his death. Perhaps this medic was just as calculating as any of his or Prime’s strategists.

Fascinating.

The thought brought an amused smirk to his face, even as he was laid out on the floor in a sticky, drying pool of his own bodily fluids.

Disgusting.

Apparently the medic thought so too, given the displeased scowl on his otherwise handsome, white facial plating. Well, if Megatron were to die here should the medic change his mind, at least the last image he would process would be that. And he would be leaving behind one hell of a mess to be cleaned up with how much he had leaked fuel all over the cabin. One final inconvenience to the Autobots just to rub it in.

“And don’t call me ‘medic.’ I have a name.” The crushed pipe in his chest was pulled free with an effortless, wet-sounding pop, as though the medic had done this a thousand times before on a thousand other injured mechs, as though Megatron was merely another unruly patient to be pacified. The tip of the welder was stuffed inside the newly reopened hole, quickly sealing leaks with loud fizzing noises. “It’s Ratchet.”

“Ratchet?” Fitting name for a medic, though perhaps a bit on the nose.

“I won’t be called by my title the entire way back. It’s already a long trip with the normal FTL engines that are still working. Another miracle given how you crushed the void-damned console beyond recognition.”

“Ratchet,” Megatron echoed quietly, committing the designation to memory as he relaxed against the floor, no longer fighting against the analgesic medication that had been administered before he finished rebooting.

“Don’t make me change my mind about it.”

#fic #chapter fic #maccadam #g1 #megatron #ratchet #megaratch

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weenwrites · 2 years ago

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Well Well it been on my mind for a while

For Soundwave, Megatron, Optimus and Knockout's———————————— And a human reader is alone with these robots and gets bored so he will play tricks on them The reader shows his annoyance that one of the robots of the other stole him, and when they tell him what they stole, the reader looks around to make sure that no one is there, tells them to approach to whisper to them, and when they approach, he says "a kiss," and kisses them and laughs.

(I only write for 3 characters now-a-days, so I'll just go with the first 3 you mentioned.)

Soundwave initially doesn't understand what exactly you mean. Their memory is impeccable and they know very well that they haven't stolen anything from you. He doesn't care at all when you give him a kiss and laugh (presumably at your own antics or perhaps at his reaction), and he simply continues with his work as usual. They're not too fun to play around with.

But if you did this and say you were both crushing on one another, Soundwave's screen would go blank for a hot second before he fixes his composure and pretends to go back to work as if everything's fine and dandy. On the inside, he's flustered as heck, but this hardly does anything to affect his cool and calm exterior.

You must have some serious guts to play this sorta trick on Megatron, because not a single person on the Nemesis is willing to be visibly angry at him. There's a higher chance that this trick is gonna fail rather than fly because he'll most likely just brush you off and put down any accusations you make. Or if you happen to actually be a human he tolerates, he'll ask if you've instead lost an item. He doesn't care even a bit about your trick after you cheekily kiss him, and is more so annoyed after being "bothered".

If you were mutually crushing on one another and did this though, Megatron would be slightly flustered and he'd definitely take this as a sign that his affections for you aren't going unrequited. So he's rather pleased to receive a kiss from you.

Optimus doesn't recall stealing anything from you, so he instead asks if you're mistaken or if he's done something else wrong to upset you. When you ask him to come close, he advises that you look around some more in hopes to find whatever you've lost, and midway through his sentence, you just kiss him on the cheek and he's just left... Confused. Why did you do that? What was the purpose of kissing him on the cheek? He asks why you did that, so it may end a bit awkward.

If the two of you were mutually crushing on one another, Optimus may not show it but he's left flustered on the inside after that. Once he gets some time to think about it, he mulls over his feelings about you now that he knows that you most likely feel the same way too.

#tfp imagines #tfp headcanons #tfp x reader #tfp soundwave #soundwave x reader #tfp megatron #megatron x reader #tfp optimus prime #optimus prime x reader #x reader #reader insert #self insert #[ when people say “reader” in requests. I think that means the character and the insert see one another as FRIENDS ]#[ rather than being romantically interested in one another. ]#weenwrites

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lets-try-some-writing · 2 years ago

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I headcannon that Starscream (and probably other Decepticons) are touch starved, and deserves to be treated nicely for once. You mentioned in another post that Starscream missed his trine, and I agree whole heartedly. Now, if Starscream did join the Autobots and got to a healthier environment, how’d you think he’d adjust? Who would he open up to about his trine? (Sorry, this was long)

Hmmm, an interesting question. One which I will gladly expand on and answer to the best of my ability. (Oh and don't worry about your request being long, I don't mind!)

A Long Awaited Defection

After having finally had it with Megatron's consistent failures as a leader and his dark energon induced madness, Starscream would finally take the leap of faith he had been teetering on the edge of making for some time. After removing his Decepticon badge, Starscream would take a few precious belongings and some Decepticon data before fleeing the nemesis. He would then contact the Autobots using his stolen data as incentive.

It would be a tense discussion to say the least, that with Starscream's many crimes and whatnot. However Optimus has always been the forgiving sort and knows the darkness that lives within Megatron. He would, after some questioning, accept Starscream into their ranks under the condition that he be supervised and have his wings bound for a trail period. The rest of the team, especially Arcee, would not be fond of this choice, but Optimus knows a hurt mech when he sees one, and he would be unwilling to leave Starscream to suffer under Megatron.

Starscream would be brought back to base and have his wings bound before being handed off to the bot least likely to murder him in recharge. For his own safety, Starscream's assigned partner would be Bumblebee as the scout tends to more often than not match his Sire in mentality. Starscream would share quarters with Bumblebee and do basically everything with the scout except go on missions. On the days where Bumblebee is sent out on a mission, Starscream's guardianship would fall to either Optimus, or if he is not available, Ratchet.

Given enough time, some interesting relationships would form.

Starscream's Integration

It is not easy for Starscream to get settled with the Autobots. He has spent far too long in Decepticon society where power is key and any and all weaknesses are exploited ruthlessly. Despite the decision to join them being his choice, Starscream is downright awful to be around for the first few weeks as he figures out how the Autobots work. Bumblebee would try to be kind when possible but end up treating Starscream like a stray cat for the most part. He may not be his Sire, but he most certainly inherited the ability to sense small unattended things with a pulse that need love and protection.

Eventually Starscream would begin to leave his space and engage with others around base. It would be small at first, the seeker only ever muttering a suggestion or snarky comment before scurrying away in fear of punishment. But as he grows more comfortable, his coding would come to life again after millennia of being dormant and demand he search for family and companionship. This would lead him to express himself more and begin the natural process of integrating into what his coding recognizes as his new flock.

In light of this, despite his best efforts to be friendly in his own prideful way, his relationship with Arcee and Bulkhead would be turbulent at the best of times, even in the far future. However they have an unspoken agreement of sorts. They protect each other and work together when required, perhaps even socializing when a mutual friend is present, but other than that they have no ties. This is perfectly acceptable to both parties as neither have any desire to associate with the other.

Wheeljack would be pretty chill with Starscream's presence, although it would take a while for Starscream to warm up to the wrecker. After a while they would even develop a friendship around their shared love of science. Starscream supplying Wheeljack with the more intricate knowledge needed to create more complex things and Wheeljack doing most of the heavy lifting. Perhaps their friendship is not the most emotionally bonding, but Starscream and Wheeljack have a friendship unique to them. They are not close enough in Starscream's mind to be kin, but they have enough compatibility between them to have Starscream consider the wreaker a wing-mate, that is if the grounder could fly.

Ultra Magnus would be highly distrustful of Starscream and the seeker would steer clear of him for a long time due to how the commanders gaze reminds him of Megatron. However after Starscream is fully accepted into the Autobots and proves his worth in battle and assisting Ratchet in his scientific endeavors, Ultra Magnus's opinion of him would grow. Eventually they would bond over battle tactics and strategy, together spending long nights working out plans and dealing with as much work as they can before their workaholic Prime takes over. They would also find themselves bonding over the shared experience of trying to keep the team in order and help steer Optimus away from self sacrifice when not necessary. Their regular ritual is to drink a cube of stimulant laced energon together each morning and checking in on the other before going about their business. While also not a very emotionally invested relationship, their shared purpose binds them together in a form of brotherhood, as such Ultra Magnus is also a wing-mate in Starscream's mind.

Smokescreen would be one of the hardest for Starscream to warm up to, and vice versa. The young elite guardsman would struggle greatly trying to get used to having one of Megatron's old lieutenants hanging around. But after saving each other in a few fights and finding that they work well together, Smokescreen would begin to look up the the seeker. In return Starscream would begin to view Smokescreen as a fledgling under his supervision and take up the role of a mentor, albeit a seemingly very disinterested one. Not that he will ever admit it, but he is very proud of his grounder apprentice. The rookie does well in adapting Starscream's teachings and making them apply to his own fighting style. Not only that, but Smokescreen genuinely is interested in the stories that Starscream has to tell of Vos and flight frame culture as a whole. While there is a very low chance Starscream will ever tell his apprentice, he is very fond of him and would fight just as fiercely as Optimus to protect the youngling should the need arise.

As for Starscream and Bumblebee, their relationship started off a little rocky. Bumblebee was not fond of having to partner with Starscream and the feeling was mutual. However being the sparkling of Optimus and therefore having inherited many of his Sire's traits, Bumblebee was persistent in trying to build up a friendship with the seeker after the initial awkwardness passed. And despite Bumblebee's youth in comparison to Starscream, it did not end up taking long for them to bond. Bumblebee took the time to introduce Starscream to the Autobot lifestyle and their way of life, even going so far as to calm him whenever he woke from recharge in terror. While it did take a bit for Starscream to swallow the pride he had built to protect himself while with the Decepticons, he did eventually accept Bumblebee's kindness and even return it with some of his own.

After having lived with the Autobots for some time and having fully integrated into their team, Starscream is possessive and will gladly protect his yellow wing-mate at all costs. He regularly brings Bumblebee little things and checks up on him to make sure he is alright. He has taken up a role as a secondary caretaker for the scout when Optimus is unavailable while also simultaneously being a brotherly character. He will go above and beyond to take care of Bumblebee but will always try to remain aloof and appear uncaring. Of course Bumblebee has learned to see past this, but he kindly says nothing about it and accepts the affection when he receives it. The fact that Starscream is willing to lounge around with his wings spread while around him is proof of the seeker's trust.

Then there is Ratchet. Their relationship was strictly professional at first, but after the medic found Starscream having a bad panic attack in a storage closet things changed between them. For a time Starscream refused any and all attempts the medic made to help him deal with his mental issues. But eventually after a particularly bad nightmare Starscream broke down and spilled everything to Ratchet. Everything from his grief at the loss of his trine to the anger he feels towards the Decepticons was laid bare. And surprisingly, Ratchet understood and put aside past grievances to comfort the seeker. Since then they have been close, their relationship not needing words or being particularly public. Instead Starscream comes to Ratchet whenever he is having a bad day and they will drink some energon and do some chores around base. Sometimes they discuss Starscream's problems and other times they banter back and forth. For whatever reason Starscream feels incredibly safe around the Autobot medic and has come to see him as a protector, someone akin to a guardian. Ratchet is kind enough to not comment when Starscream cuddles up beside him or follows him around like a lost sparkling, he knows the seeker needs it.

And lastly there is Optimus, the bot who Starscream had the easiest and also the most difficult time adjusting to. The Prime's size was rather intimidating for the first few weeks, as was the knowledge that the Prime had torn mechs apart in battle before. However over time and after coming to see the kind spark and soft voice behind the stoic mask Optimus usually wears, Starscream attached himself to the Prime quickly. It was just his coding at first, it urged him to seek guidance and protection from the leader of the flock. But eventually he began seeking out the Prime for others reasons, in the beginning mainly just to feel the calming waves his field emitted. And later he sought out Optimus for true companionship, finding that they had a great deal in common and got along well bonding over dealing with the younglings and the horrors of war. Starscream couldn't explain it if he wanted to, the Prime just had an indescribable draw, one which had little difficulty pulling Starscream in. And before the seeker realized it he found himself listening to the Prime's stories and bringing him energon when he worked late at night.

Being the possessive creature that he is, Starscream lurks in the rafters and other high places to observe Optimus and to keep an optic out for potential danger toward him. No one touches his kin, especially not his flock leader and Prime. There have been several occasions where Starscream has leapt from the rafters to tackle a bot who looked a little too suspicious, even screeching at them and flaring his plating to ward them off before coming to his senses. He also hovers around Optimus and assists in his work as a cover for what he truly is doing which is taking the opportunity to be clingy. Often he hangs off Optimus's back and leans up against him when they are together as he just wants to feel the protective presence of another. In return Optimus will sometimes massage Starscream's wings, working out dents and easing tight cabling for him. It is something the former Decepticon greatly appreciates and never intends to alert Optimus to the cultural significance of. Only close kin care for each other in the way the Prime cares for him, and Starscream happily allows himself to relish in the affection from his unofficial family and flock.

Extra

Being in a healthy environment made Starscream healthier as well. His armor is bulkier and is more colorful, he is less aggressive, prideful, and arrogant. He is overall a happier bot and far more willing to express himself and speak his mind without fear.

Megatron threw a tantrum the moment he caught sight of Starscream gracefully flying through the air brandishing his bright new Autobot insignia while bombing Decepticon forces. The warlord nearly burst a wire upon receiving a well earned middle finger and a shot to the chassis from his old air commander.

Seeing their old commander so happy and doing so well on the opposing side, several Vehicon squads would also abandon ship in favor of trying their luck at becoming Autobots as well. If successful then the Autobots would then be forced to get a larger base...

#maccadam #transformers ideas #transformers prime #transformers #starscream #team prime #autobot starscream #gosh I love my fav flier #starscream is just so lovely #he deserves all the good things in life

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