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Winged Sentinel au

Act 2: Snippet 7: Apologize

Warning: Squeal to a fanfic

Optimus entered the base, where he found his team, including Blurr, attending to Wasp on the couch with the exception of Bumblebee and Prowl.

As soon as Optimus stepped inside, Ratchet and Bulkhead approached him. They both looked up at Red Prime with their optics filled with wariness.

“did you find them” Asked Ratchet in concern as he placed a servo on Optimus's shoulder

“Yes and they work things out-wait where are Bumblebee and Prowl?“ asked Optimus

“oh jumped out of a window as soon as he saw Wasp “ uttered Bulkhead “and Prowl went after him “

Optimus pincher his nonexistent nose and shook his head in annoyance at this: why can anything ever be simple

“Ugh of course he did, why wouldn't he” sighed Optimus “Looked Sentinel is coming soon to huh talk to Wasp about what happened “

Wasp immediately screamed and climbed on top of the fridge when he heard that Sentinel was coming.

“Wasp don't want to talk to blue meanie!, Wasp doesn't want to get hurt again, “ cried Wasp. “

“Wasp it's ok, I talked to Sentinel he’s not going hurt you I promise “ reassured Optimus “he just wanted to talk that all I swear”

Wasp glared down at Optimus with distrust; however, Ratchet approached him and placed a comforting servo on Wasp’s servo, slowly calming the green bot down.

“Shh hey kid along if I am here I make sure that he doesn't touch you, got it” reassured Ratchet with a calming presence “You’re safe “

“Red medic promise?” whimpered Wasp.

“Yes, I promise, now get down from the fridge,” reassured Ratchet.

Wasp reluctantly agrees getting down from the fridge with Ratchet helping him softly get on the ground.

The only thing left for them to do now was to sit and wait for Sentinel to arrive at the base.

During the seemingly long wait that went on for nearly an hour, Sari began speaking to Blurr In a little conversation.

“So you really can't run anymore, “ asked Sari softly.

“I- no “ muttered Blurr clutching his chest plate and looking ashamed

“Don't worry, I can fix that!” smiled Sari, pulling out her key.

“A key?” questioned Blurr narrowing his optics

"Not just any key, Blurr, all spark gives it to her; it can fix everything, “explained Optimus. “I’m sure it can help you”

All spark created a key; Blurr wouldn't usually believe something like this; however, after everything that he had seen, he decided that it might be worth a shot.

“You know what sure why not” sighed Blurr wondering how much weirder this day became.

Sari climbed onto his leg and put the key into his chest plate. From there, a blue light glow swirled around his body only to turn red and knock Sari away with the key widening everyone’s optics in shock.

“Sari!” yelped Bulkhead gently, catching her before she hit the ground.

“Ugh, thank Bulkhead,” groaned Sari.

Bulkhead says, “You’re welcome,” towards Sari while everyone turns over to Blurr, trying to figure out what just happened.

“I’m guessing not normal, right?” assumed Blurr.

“i- It has never done this before, try running“ gulped Ratchet.

Blurr nodded before getting up on his feet to try running yet unfortunately, his speed was slower than it was before making his optics widen in dread.

‘“I- It's even worse now..” choked Blurr falling on his knees in defeated

Optimus and the crew looked at Blurr in sympathy, placing their servos on his shoulder in comfort.

“I'm sorry Blurr, I just don't understand why I didn't work” apologized Sari, feeling terrible “It always works

“huh I guess I'm t-truly stuck like this.. forever ” stuttered Blurr feeling his spark getting stabbed through since he did have a little bit of hope that it might work only to have it be shot down

“We will find another cure for you, Blurr, I promise. “ Comforted Optimus

Blurr was simply too stunned to respond to Optimus, preferring to stare at the floor as try progress the fact that a project all spark refused to heal him, which felt like another punch in the gut.

Suddenly Sentinel finally entered the base with Jetfire and Jetstorm by his side. For a moment, there was tension in the air as Wasp and Sentinel glared at each other. Wasp's optics filled with fear while Sentinel's optics tried to remain firm, although there was some underlying uncertainty there as he approached Wasp slowly.

Sentinel reached into his glove compartment, making Wasp immediately hide behind Ratchet, who gave Sentinel a disapproving glare alongside Optimus.

“Those better not be static cuffs in there boy” scolded Ratchet.

“What, no, there are just forms, you old co-.” Sentinel was cut off by Jetstorm, and Jetfire glared at him, making him quickly reroute his sentence to something else as he took out the forms from his glove compartment to show that he wasn't going to cuff him.

“Huh, I mean you old coolo medic,” gulped Sentinel, trying to salvage the situation awkwardly. Although the twins didn't look convinced, neither did Ratchet, Optimus, or Wasp.

“forms? Sentinel, I ask you to apologize to him not make him sign paperwork” groaned Optimus

“Yeah yeah I know it's just that I need him to sign this so any charges against him can be dropped along with his arrest “ sighed Sentinel

“Arrest?, Sentinel you were the one the one that threatened him” reminded Optimus narrowing his optics.

When Optimus pointed out that Sentinel threatened Wasp, Sentinel once again felt his words spinning around as he began having visions once again with the offline Wasp replaced by a corpse, making him panic and back away as he grabbed his own faceplate.

This wasn't the only vision, Another vision this time of Ultra Magnus appeared behind Sentinel whispering to him to keep following protocol otherwise there would be consequences making Sentinel inhale sharply before trying to shake out of it snapping back to reality.

“W-will stop reminding me!” shouted Sentinel in a mix of anger and guilt making Jetfire and Jetstorm back away a bit along with Wasp “Look just let Wasp read and sign these fragging forms, it will explain everything “

“wait a minute Sentinel what exactly are in these forms” asked Optimus suddenly taking the forms away from Sentinel to read them

Sentinel attempted to grab the forms from Optimus, yet the red prime kept dodging him and using his hand to block Sentinel's face, which Sentinel didn't like at all as he began growling “Why you “ at the red prime, but Optimus just ignored it and read the forms while Jetfire and Jetstorm are looking at each in worried.

“HEY GIVE THOSE BACK, THOSE AREN'T FOR YOU TO READ!” shouted Sentinel trying to take the forms back Optimus

In the forms it simply says this:

Under Elite Guard’s vow, the charges and arrest against the offender would be dropped with the retrial progressing as normally with static cuffs involved, and any assaults I made against the offender in question as leader of the Aerialbots and subcommander of the Autobot sincerely apologize for by the signing of this document - Sentinel Prime ™.

Optimus couldn't believe this: did Sentinel seriously put his apology in a form? This got this to be the weirdest and dumbest thing that Optimus had ever seen his old academy buddy do considering he had seen him apologize to Jetfire and Jetstorm so what was the deal?

“Sentinel, did you seriously put your apology in a form?” Groaned Optimus

“What I thought this might have killed two cons with one stone “ huffed Sentinel defensively

“S-Sentinel what is the frag wrong with you!’ snapped Optimus catching everyone off guard “You can apologize to Jetfire and Jetstorm perfectly just fine but apparently you can't apologize to Wasp to save your own aft!”’

“W-well That different-” Sentinel tried to defend him but Optimus cut him off

“How so? Because as far as I can see you are hurting both of them and you're hurting me-” Optimus quickly covered his mouth when he accidentally mentioned himself “I mean huh Wasp..”

“Wait so this is personal after all!!” suspicioned Sentinel

“I-UGH! I NEVER WANTED THIS TO BE PERSONAL SENTINEL BUT YOU JUST HAVE TO AVOID RESPONSIBILITY AND BLAME ME FOR EVERYTHING “ shouted Optimus “DON'T YOU THINK I MISS HER TO?!”

This stunned Sentinel into silence and shock: he never knew that Optimus missed Elita too and this realization hit him like a truck but before he could say anything Optimus dashed out of the base in frustration leaving Sentinel’s world flip upside down while everyone else glance in confusion and concerns

“Op-Optimus wait!” Yelped Sentinel quickly put the forms away and went after Optimus.

Sentinel kept running until he found Optimus inside of the alleyway sitting against a trash can with his sevros against his faceplate.

Sentinel looked at Optimus with hesitation before sitting next to him awkwardly and with barely anything to say other than that he didn't know.

“I- didn't I-I never knew that you miss her”. Gulped Sentinel putting his arms around his legs.

“Of course I did, she was my friend too but I guess you never thought of that, did you?” whispered Optimus bitterly. “I never meant to leave her behind, you know sometimes I wish If I could I would save both of you... somehow “

That was true, Sentinel was so angry at Optimus about leaving Elita behind that he never thought about how the red prime felt about the situation at all.

“I-I missed her too, her laugh, her jokes, and her smile “ whimpered Sentinel grieving Elita

“Her dance moves and her dares,” added Optimus, grieving her too.

“ha yeah, She.. always somehow knows to make a room brighter “ grieved Sentinel.

“Yes, she did “ sighed Optimus “I just wanted to know..why you blame me for all of it.. I thought we were friends... I thought you at least cared a little to at least see that I was suffering too”

“i-I we were friends..I..at one point I did like you ... it's just that I didn't want to think that I really lost her..she was everything to me and now she's gone because of..a stupid fragging idea..“ choked Sentinel “but I guess she was everything to you and I didn't realize until it was far too late...I guess we both lost something that day”

Sentinel sighed before leaning his helm against Optimus’s shoulder which caught Optimus off guard yet he slowly accepted.

“I’m…sorry for leaving her behind” sighed Optimus. “And for the whole..ax thing,”

“I’m sorry too..for everything too...I guess I really did become your... Alpha Trion “ signed Sentinel “You know the big bad villain that gets in your way.

“Sentinel for the last time you’re not evil, an evil bot wouldn't exactly apologize for what they have done “muttered Optimus not believing that Sentinel was still on that whole evil thing “You can still make amends with Wasp, just apologize like you just did with me and the twins, no forms”

“You know he still has to sign these forms since assault is still assault “ sighed Sentinel.

“But huh I will apologize first if that's anything” sighed Sentinel "But don't expect him to forgive me like we are in some kind of magical wonderland, got it? “

“Sentinel-” Optimus was about to groan in annoyance believing his academy buddy learned nothing until Sentinel cut him off.

Optimus couldn't help but shake his helm a little bit at the mention of a magical wonderland sometimes he doesn't understand what going through Sentinel's hard drive at all

“I-huh got it” sighed Optimus with a little laugh, never really understanding what Sentinel meant by that but could see that he was at least trying.

“Good Now let's get out here, this place gives me the creeps” exhaled Sentinel getting back on his feet and heading back to base.

This talk about Elite One makes Optimus wonder if he should tell Sentinel about Blackarahina yet remembering the destruction that Sentinel caused in Steelhaven, he decided that Sentinel had already been through enough so Optimus I shifted his attention back to the retrial since there were a few things that he worried about.

“Hey Sentinel about this retrial, I wonder if you could tell me more about it ” questioned Optimus.

“Well what you expected with any other trial, the defense team have to convince the council and Elite Guard that guy is innocent while the procuration team try to throw him in the slammer you know that kind of thing “ explained Sentinel

“Is there any way you could put us on Wasp's defense team?” asked Optimus.

“Well Optimus I never knew you were the type to ask me to pull stings,” uttered Sentinel, a bit surprised.

“Wh-what I am not asking you to pull any strings I just want me and my team to help Wasp in any way possible, ok” stuttered Optimus defensively.

“Right because me as the sub commander of the Autobots putting a maintenance crew with no experience in law on the defense team is definitely not pulling any strings “ spoked Sentinel sarcastically with an optics roll.

“I- ugh look is there any way for us to help without any slings being pulled “ asked Optimus.

“huh well You and little crew could be on the jury but that's pretty much it” suggested Sentinel.

“huh..Right, so who exactly is on Wasp's defense team, and who is against him? “ asked Optimus.

“some bot called Smokescreen is the lead of his defense team while another not called Huh Alchemist is against him, claims to be the best in the business but I doubt we have anything to worry about as long as Wasp sign these forms “ explained Sentinel a bit confidently “so he won't be held for another crime.... just the whole you know spy mix up”

“Huh, are you certain?” questioned Optimus, still a bit concern

“Hey what are the chances that he did something else illegal so this retrial should be smooth sailing “ uttered Sentinel thinking this was going to be the easiest part.

Optimus was still uneasy at this since he had a bad feeling in the spark that this wasn't as easy as Sentinel said that it was going to be especially since he didn't exactly like the idea of not being on Wasp's defense team yet jury is really the only option without looking shady.

So the two prime once again entered base where they saw Blurr and Ratchet sitting down at a table playing cards on the floor with Wasp who immediately turned stiff at the sight of seeing Sentinel again while Blurr and everyone else looked on awkwardly.

“We're back, this time Sentinel wanted to talk to Wasp properly” announced Optimus.

“Huh right I leave you guys to it “ uttered Blurr awkwardly getting up from the ground to make room for Sentinel to sit

Wasp whimpered a bit in fear as Sentinel approached toward Wasp however Ratchet calmly placed a servo on Wasp's shoulder calming him down.

“I won't let him do anything, kid “ reassured Ratchet standing as Wasp's bodyguard while comforting him.

Sentinel took a deep breath and sat down across from Wasp at the table putting the forms onto the table. There was an awkward silence that you could hear a pin drop from here as the two states at each other in unease.

Wasp started at Sentinel's faceplate with suspicion before picking up the forms to read them with narrow optics before placing them back down on the table still glaring at the blue prime.

“Huh Wasp look I'm huh.. s-sorry about what happened “ gulped Sentinel acting like he was dying but the apology was genuine “Look I don't expect you to forgive me like we are in lolly land but just sign these forms so we continue this retrial and afterwards we don't have to see other faceplates ever again, got it .”

“How hold on what did you just call me “ glared Sentinel at Wasp scarring the Green bot when he slammed his servo onto the table and making everyone glare at Sentinel, especially Jetfire and Jetstorm who looked on in uneasy while Ratchet took a protective stand in front of Wasp.

“Wasp don't forgive Big Blue meanie but Wasp will agree to go to retrial as long as Bumblebee isn't around “ growled Wasp picking up a nearby pen.

Sentinel immediately backs off when sees the disapproval from Jetfire and Jetstorm which once again makes him see visions of the corpse Wasp making him panic so he to a sharp inhale to try to regain his composure.

“i-I mean just go ahead and sign and take your time” gurgled Sentinel trying to reroute his sentence to be less hostile “And huh this Bumblebee won't be anywhere near your trial”

Wasp narrowed his optics at Sentinel, growling at him a bit before signing all the forms. When Wasp was finally done signing the form he nervously handed it back over to Sentinel who quickly placed them back in the glove compartment before getting up ready to go back to Cybertron.

“Good now with that all settled, we can finally go back to Cybertron” uttered Sentinel, ushering the Elite Guard and everyone else to follow him to Steelhaven.

“Hold up Sentinel what about Bumblebee and Prowl they aren't back yet “ spoke up Optimus “And we can't just leave Sari here alone “

As soon as Optimus says that Prowl suddenly shows up covered in mud looking tired and that he's been through a complete nightmare, holding a struggling and yelling Bumblebee by the neck.

“Let me go! I have rights!” yelped Bumblebee trying to break free from Prowl’s hold while the cyber ninja looked like he was nearly about to snap.

Wasp hissed and glared at Bumblebee with intense hatred, feeling betrayed by Sentinel's lie about not being near his trial.

“Didn't blue mech say Bumblebee won't be anywhere near Wasp’s trial” hissed Wasp ready to activate his blaster.

“Wh- how was I supposed to know that he was going up now!?” growled Sentinel in annoyance “Ugh you know what, here's an idea Bumblebee here can stay with the tiny human while the rest of us can go to Cybertron to get this trial start, got it”

Wasp liked the idea of not seeing Bumblebee again and fully supported the plan, while Optimus was opposed to it. To him, it felt like Bumblebee was avoiding responsibility again, and he didn't like the thought of Bumblebee being on Earth by himself.

“Sentinel, we can't just leave Bumblebee behind, He needs to take responsibility for what he has done” protested Optimus. “He has to come with us...He can wait outside the trial and apologize afterward, Sounds good?”

“NO, I DON'T WANT TO GO!” whined Bumblebee. “I can just stay and hang out with Sari at base, like Sentinel said.”

“And Wasp doesn't want Bumblebee to be anywhere near Wasp’s trial!” agreed Wasp.

“For frag's sake, Optimus, just let him stay on that stupid organic rock! He can make his little amends with Wasp later" groaned Sentinel. "What’s the worst that can happen?”

“Look, Sentinel, I really don’t like the idea of Bumblebee being on Earth... alone with Sari...They tend to get into trouble,” sighed Optimus.

“All right then, the Cyber Ninja can stay to keep an eye on them,” suggested Sentinel. “There! Problem solved!”

“Yes, good idea! We'll go with that!” gulped Bumblebee.

“Ugh Primus not again..” groaned Prowl annoyed that was about to babysit Bumblebee again “but I suppose it's for the best”

Optimus glares between Wasp, Bumblebee, Sari, Sentinel, and Prowl before letting out a reluctant sigh.

“Fine” groaned Optimus, feeling like he was about to have a headache at this.

“Right now let's get out of here” huffed Sentinel walking out the base ushering everyone out with the expectation of Bumblebee and Prowl.

With that Bumblebee was finally put down by Prowl while Optimus and the rest crew said their goodbyes to Sari with Bulkhead promising to come back and give her gift from Cybertion when he came back.

While walking out of the base Ratchet decided to talk to Jetfire and Jetstorm knowing that he was out of line with them earlier.

“Eh hey Jetfire and Jetstorm right” asked Ratchet “Eh I'm sorry about all that talk earlier”

“Look I don't forgive you but.. thanks.. for the apology anyway” sighed Jetfire with Jetstorm nodding along.

Ratchet felt bad but he knew that it was fair considering how he acted earlier so he sighed before transforming into his vehicle once he was out of the base.

After getting done talking to Ratchet, Jetfire and Jetstorm turn their attention to Sentinel Prime to have a talk him.

“Sentinel.. thank you for keeping my promise ” sighed Jetstorm “but… you almost scared me..and Jetfire back there ..I don't want you to do that again toward him ok”

“I-i huh not sure if I can.. exactly do that... Jetstorm…” stuttered Sentinel knowing fully that would take an act of Primus to calm him down.

“Please..at least try” exhaled Jetstorm.

Soon everyone was on their way toward Steelhaven except for Optimus he couldn't stand the sight of Bumblebee dancing and celebrating avoiding responsibility so he backtracked to glare at Bumblebee.

“Frag yeah staying on earth with Prowl and Sari! Best day ever!” celebrated Bumblebee with finger guns.

“Well, I hope you're happy Bumblebee because somehow the less responsible bot I ever know” muttered Optimus clearly pissed off. “One day guilt is going to eat you from the inside out”

“Nuh huh I'm the responsible bot I know “ declined Bumblebee “Right guys”

Sari, Prowl, and Optimus didn't respond to that at all leaving nothing other than silence to fill the air as Optimus leaves without another word leaving Bumblebee befuddled.

“What I am totally responsible!” yelp Bumblebee angrily.

“Yeah as responsible as a baby “shot down Sari with an eye roll while Prowl sniffed back a laugh

Bumblebee really didn't like being called a baby so he decided that was going to try to prove Sari wrong with the worst idea that ever came up in his helm.

“Hey I’m not a baby and I can prove it! “ yelped Bumblebee waving his arms in frustration.

Bumblebee without any warning began dashing over to the exit of the base but Prowl blocked him with Sari.

“Just where do you think you're going?” asked Prowl with crossed arms looking at Bumblebee with a glare.

“Yeah Didn't you want to stay in base? “ added Sari copying Prowl by crossing her arms too.

Bumblebee groaned in annoyance knowing that Sari and Prowl wouldn't leave until he explained himself so he had to direct them somehow. He spotted a nest filled with eggs on a ledge getting him a idea.

“Prowl look out that nest is about to fall” yelped Bumblebee shooting the side of the ledge causing the nest to fall off immediately

Prowl gasped and reacted quickly doing a backflip to save the nest from falling while Bumblebee made his escape with Sari trying to jump on him to stop him from leaving yet he was way too fast for her to catch up with as transformed into his vehicle and drive away disappearing into the distance.

“Ugh, can you believe him!” groaned Sari in annoyance.

Sari jumped on top of Prowl and two zoomed out of base in search for Bumblebee across the street of Detroit.

“Come on we can still catch up with him” uttered Prowl putting the nest in a safe spot on a table before transforming into his vehicle mode.

They keeping searching for him until they spotted him jumping inside Steelhaven and quickly entering a vent when the doors shut and the ship flew off into the sky before Prowl and Sari could properly catch up with him.

“Oh great He’s gone,” huffed Sari, annoyed.

“This isn't over yet” uttered Prowl pressing his servo against his aduail ready to call Optimus only for it to glitch out due to the mud “I-i the connection seems to be slash”

“Well, frag” cussed Sari with crossed arms not believing her best friend would ditch her like that without even telling her what he was planning. “And to think I was about to make him another friendship bracelet”

Prowl comforted Sari before taking her back to base where they tried other ways to sent messages towards the team hoping at least one them make it though since who knows what Bumblebee could be up to on that ship

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Steelhaven landed on a landing deck where Sentinel ushered everyone out including Bebop who was holding a jar of rain that he collected from Earth and Jazz spent a full minute to convince Sentinel that it wasn't dangerous.

Once they step onto the surface of Iacon Optimus, Bulkhead, Ratchet, and Wasp look on in astonishment at the changes that it has been through with seekers Autobots flying all over the place helping grounded bots meanwhile Blurr and Jazz deal with the Decepticon prisoners by letting a few guards take them to prison.

“Woah it's almost like a dream” grasped Bulkhead looking around in wonder at the site as Sentinel showed off everything like a trophy.

“Welcome all the new and improved Cybertron that one and only Aerialbots help to build from the ground up” announced Sentinel can't help but brag about how great his unit the Aerialbots is.

Sentinel showed everyone the new charging around Cybertron while walking them towards Fortress Maximus when suddenly Sliverbolt came down from the sky bolting towards the blue prime in a panic however Sentinel was far too excited to show off the changes that he made to notice the fear in Sliverblot’s optics.

“And here one of the members of the greatest unit in Cybertron right now “ bragged Sentinel putting his arms around the panicked Sliverbolt.

“Sir Punkrock and First Rate have gone missing! yelped Silverbolt in panic. "We sent a search party after them, but so far we haven't found anything!”

Bebop immediately dropped the jar of rain on the ground in horror hearing that his sibling was missing while Sentinel's proud face twisted into frustration.

“My.. brother is missing” whimpered Bebop in pure fear while Jazz put a comforting servo on his shoulder.

“WHAT! WELL KEEP LOOKING FOR THEM, THAT A ORDER “ shouted Sentinel. “AND I’M COMING WITH SO NOBODY ELSE GO MISSING “

“Yes, Sir” salutes Sliverbolt ready to go back into action

Sentinel was about to get ready to transform and soar out in the sky with Sliverbolt until Ultra Magnus appeared in front of them with a crossed face.

“I don't think so Sentinel, you’re not going anywhere until this trial is over with “ huffed Ultra Magnus. “As a reminder everyone in the elite guard must be present for the pre-trial preparation alongside the council”

“But Sir, my unit!” Protested Sentinel in frustration.

“I'm sure they will do just fine without your presence, now go to quarters with the rest of the Elie guard in Fortress Maximus and get ready, that's an order “ dismissed Ultra Magnus. “Unless you want to cancel this trial “

“But-” Sentinel was cut off by Ultra Magnus repeating “That's an order” but slightly louder this time.

Sentinel gave Ultra Magnus a glare huffing a reluctantly “fine” before turning over to Silverbolt to order him and Bebop to keep looking for two missing Aerialbots with the rest of the unit which they agree to

Afterward, Sentinel along with the rest of the Elite Guard left toward their quarters to get ready for the upcoming trial leaving the rest of the Autobots feeling an uneasy tension in the air.

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Bumblebee rolled out the vents of Steelhaven onto the landing deck with a determined look on his faceplate.

“Responsibility city here I come “ puffed Bumblebee with pride “Wasp get ready for the best apology of a lifetime “

The mention of Wasp caught the attention of an old Silver and Golden mech who approached Bumblebee with interest as he slightly pulled Bumblebee into an area of iacon where nobody could see them.

“I’m sorry did you say Wasp, how do you know that name? “ asked the older mech towards Bumblebee

“Oh well-he used..he used to bully me” gulped Bumblebee suddenly less confident now.

“And you really want to say sorry to somebody who bullied you when you were the victim “ questioned the old mech.

“You know what you're right! Why would I be the one to say sorry he was the one who cut my legs off! “ Huffed Bumblebee” I can't believe I came all the way here for nothing “

“Perhaps your visit isn't all in vain my friend, this could be your chance to finally stand up to him, all you need to do is put this in his drink“ suggested the older mech putting out a small piece of red Energon.

Bumblebee widened his optics in bewilderment at the red energon; he had no idea what this was at all and what it could do.

“Huh is that enegon?” asked Bumblebee

“Not just any enegon, Red enegon..perfect for pranks..put this in his oil during the pre-trial preparation and you will never feel helpless ever again “ suggested the older mech “But make sure that nobody sees you with it ”

“Oh I get the perfect prank that needs to be unseen, I am in!” Bumblebee eagerly took the red energon “Thanks huh..what was your name?”

“Please call me Alchemist my friend and if you don't mind I have some business to attend to “ smiled Alchemist before disappearing into a nearby dim alleyway.

Bumblebee blinked a few times to make sure that he wasn't seeing anything since for a second he thought he saw Alpha Trion and Ironhide inside of an alleyway that Alchemist disappeared into only to find that the old mech and his former second bully weren't there in all the second time he looked properly

This was something strange going around here however Bumblebee couldn't see that since as far as he knew he was going to pull the ultimate prank of a lifetime not knowing the consequences ahead.

#winged sentinel au #aka bumblebee is a reckless idiot #and prowl need a vacation #transformers animated #winged: act 2 #tfa sentinel prime #tfa optimus prime #tfa jazz #tfa jetstorm #tfa jetfire #tfa bulkhead #tfa prowl #tfa ratchet #tfa bebop #tfa wasp #tfa bumblebee #tfa blurr #tfa sari

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mk-wizard · 13 days ago

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Transformers Excepts: Cyclonus' Secret...

Ratchet: This is bad! This is very bad! We're the only two bots left and even then, neither of us are fighters and one of us STILL has to stay behind! Ooh ooh, boy.... Cyclonus: *twitches his nose*... No. We are not the last two. Ratchet: Ah ah? Cyclonus: What I am about to show you is my... other secret project. Follow me *he leads the way to his lab* I make it no secret that I never agreed with Megatron even when I served him, but THIS... THIS is what made me leave and why I shall never call Megatron "leader" again. *he turns on the lights in a tube revealing a still dark energon infected Cliffjumper in suspended animation* Ratchet: Ooh ahh what?! Cliffjumper?! You had Cliffjumper the whole time?! Cyclonus: *winces* He is my patient. I have been trying to cure him for years. I... have not been successful, but there is one method that may not only restore him. It is our best chance at sending reinforcements. Ratchet: And you didn't use it WHY?! Cyclonus: Because it involves the very thing that made YOU part ape and me part rabbit the first time I went through it then part dove the second time as well as crippling my transforming capability so that I can only change into flying things. It involves the BEAST MACHINE. Yes, it will cure Cliffjumper and make him five times stronger than he was before, but it will also make him part beast and as you know... entering that accursed machine is a gamble. I could wind up condemning him to another kind of madness... And... I don't want to do that. He's already lost in his own mind and only normal in his dreams. I won't strip him of the rest of his personhood. I won't! Ratchet:.......... *gets an idea* Maybe, that only happens to Decepticons. Cyclonus: What? Ratchet: Cyclonus, all of the failed cases involved DECEPTICONS which are different from Autobots according to CNA. Right? But every time an Autobot when through the Beast Machine, they came out fine. Cyclonus: You're not fine. You're part ape. Ratchet: Well... *catches himself scratching his butt* Well, yeah, but I'm still me and sane. Cliffjumper will be fine too and honestly, after being trapped in this nightmare, he'll be grateful to be alive again. Cyclonus: No. No, no, no, no. I will do no such thing without his consent. I should have NEVER suggested- Ratchet: *grabs his shoulders* Cyclonus, listen to me for a second! Ooh ooh, Cliffjumper can't consent to anything right now, but you're still committed to saving him. I admit this treatment isn't ideal, but... no cure is. What happened to him is not natural to begin with. Cyclonus: *twitches his nose* But... what if he comes out insane? Ratchet: Then... I'll take the blame and be the one to put him down. Now... Get the Beast Machine ready while I get the patient ready, Bucky. Cyclonus:.... *complies*

#transformers #transformers fanfiction #transformers cyclonus #transformers prime #cyclonus #cliffjumper #beast machines #ratchet

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I need to preface this with a note that caroling is not a thing where I live, that only exists on tv, and I was today years old when I found out people actually do that irl.

And yes it's already a week into January SHUSH it's Christmas 🎄

Ash: The concept of Ash going caroling with just. A whole motorcycle. That sings. Is sending me. I mean I guess if all the bots went that'd be a really cool event but still.

Definitely a no on the caroling. Ash can't carry a tune to save their life and couldn't be paid to sing in front of even their closest friends, let alone strangers. No thank you. I can't imagine Prowl would feel very inclined to doing that either, even if Ash was the type to want to go. Though, if they did really want it, he'd try his best to learn the lyrics of some of their favorite songs and have a little sing along in private with them, if only to humor them. He doesn't really get it, but so long as it's only the two of them he'll do it to make them happy. I think he'd have a nice singing voice.

That said, Ash loves Christmas music. The moment December begins, the Christmas playlist is getting put on full volume and shuffle, and they will not grow tired of any of the songs. Ever. Might even sing along as long as nobody's around to hear it (Prowl gets to be the exception. Whether that's good or bad is debatable, considering Ash really can't sing). He might even grow fond of the more peaceful, old-school type of Christmas songs; they do have a pretty nice vibe. Definitely not a fan of the more modern pop versions though (if he has to hear about some lady sing about wanting to fuck Santa one more time–). Ash loves both, but they're perfectly happy sticking to the classics while Prowl's around so they can both have a good time.

Leo: The thought of them going caroling is even funnier than for Ash and Prowl considering the humans in TFP don't even know about the bots. That'd be one heck of a way to find out aliens exist. They're real. They're gigantic. They're singing Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer in front of your house and getting the lyrics slightly wrong.

Leo actually can sing pretty well, and did use to go caroling with some people as a kid, but he's not particularly inclined to keep doing so unless his aunt makes him. And in that case it would be very unlikely for him to bring Smokescreen along.

However, they definitely drive around with the Christmas music blaring at full volume (the fun pop songs, not the lame slow ones), breaking several speed regulations while singing along as loud as they can as if it's a contest. Let's hope there's no ice on the road or any traffic. Smokescreen has no idea what any of the lyrics mean but he's having a great time.

At the base, it's mostly the kids that wind up having an impromptu sing along at some point, but then Smokey surprises them all by joining in (Leo has taught him well) and they have a merry little time while the other Autobots just watch in confusion and mild to moderate concern.

Until Miko realizes Leo actually has a really good singing voice. And she gets the guitar. Well, it is still a very fun time, and all the classics are getting amazing new covers. But Ratchet's audials may never be the same again.

@iholli

#two talks #transformers oc #two's ocs #maccadam #oc ask game #answered asks #transformers animated #transformers prime #oc: just to be quiet #oc: next up forever

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christmascookiediary · 6 months ago

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Famous people that people think are good looking but i dont:

1. Micheal jordan - nothing about him is attractive except his bank account

2. Brad pitt - he is quite average looking but he aged well so ig

3. Leonardo caprisun - i used to think him and leo da vinci were the same person, but anyways this one i truly dont get he has a weird face and kinda short

4. Nate jacobs - his eyes point downwards and just not it

5 Jennifer aniston - her face is flat either way a big chin but she kinda looked nice in that zoom call w brad

6. Angelina jolly - she isnt that pretty

7. A whole bunch of rappers like xxtentacation

8. Scralet johnason - absolutely not

9. Candice swanepeol - her body banging but her face got banged into a wall

10. Miranda kerr - very wide face and i dont like dimples but atleast the eye distance balances out her nose

11. A bunch of vs models like rosie hutchen she also got a big nose

12. Those russian doll models from the 2000s

13. Gisele bunchden - look like a a lion that got squashed between two elephants

14. Selena gomez - moomoo girl

15. Emma stone and a bunch of other mid female actors and emmas

16. Ryan gosling and reynold - mother nature, may you just please space people’s eyes correctly

17. Nina dobrev and all the other mid actresses with bug eyes like emma stone,

18. Most white passing people with brown eyes and brown hair

19. A whole bunch of models especially female because theyre so malnourished they lose female hormones

20. Tyra banks - crazy eyes, its not unique and fierce its just nutjob and freak

21. Those chicks that look like sandra bullock and gal gadot

22. Anyone with bug eyes, nasties

23. Jenny from blackpink

24 wongyoung - i dont like ‘puppy’ eyes because they just look low intelligence, whiny, and less attractive that upturned eyes

25 - douyin makeup - i hate you and the people that do it

26 a bunch of chinese celebrities, just looks like discount white people

27 those black or lightskin dudes that arent even attractive for their face but for their dreads

28 men who look like felons - mentally ill women, its not cute

29 anyone who gets told they look like brad pitt

30 - overly bulky dudes - just like women with a stupid bbl, you guys only attract ghetto weirdos

31 - austin butler - i dont think anyones actually calling him cute

32 people like shawn mendes, slightly above average with a massive money status halo

33 people who arent actually good looking but just grooms themselves alot, like shawn mendes

34 big booty latinas - highly overrated

35 people with annoying accents and voices

36 girls who are attracted to older men or men with masks or military uniforms - no, everyone knows youre a rank girl officer

37 basic people, mainly because for some reason youre all mean on average

38 people who have annoying mannerisms

39 people who are rude

40 people who let their anger out on others

41 anyone who i deem as a waste of oxygen

42 unkind people - youre ugliness is showing xx

43 ratchets who are always looking for a fight

44 people who think theyre gang but have no reason to be - go and move to the streets if you wanna be from the hood so badly

45 people from the hood in general

46. Basically just anyone who is think is not good looking and people who have rotten personalities no inner light

Dishonorable mentions : ann hathaway - she kinda cute, joghnny depp - not as cute as people say he is but he alr

People that i dislike - no explanation needed

People who i hate - at the bottom of the list where you should be in life

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transingthoseformers · 2 years ago

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In the au sense, while on one hand it's a neat canonical divergence if he's always the wild child in the tfp au. But it's equally tempting and funny if you factor allllll if it in with how we see him act around others in canon. Like he's really good at hiding it, most of the others think he's just some big stoic guy who before the war had his nonexistent nose in books all day every day, But No! He was livin'la vida loco, and knows how to maintain professionalism with the autobots, these two things are not mutually exclusive. They'll never know except Ratchet maybe Ratchet knows but lets be real he purposefully kept the Orion arc explanation vague as hell even in canon. Fowler has... an idea, but it's all on vibes and observations alone. He asked Ratchet but Ratchet scoffed because holy shit Ratty does not need the human government knowing some of this stuff.

On the flipside, all of the Decepticons know how much of a disaster high command plus the medic is, they just don't mention it otherwise they'd risk being scrapped for future parts. Knockout and Breakdown keep tabs on the troops' drama mill, because they're like that step between the commanders and vehicons/eradicons. Another thing I've found funny as hell is keeping Starscream out of the loop. Why? It's hilarious to have him constantly getting bluescreen moments, and he knows better than to ask Soundwave or Megatron. He asks Knockout and Breakdown a couple times about what the fuck is up, but they just pull smug faces and say no because Starscream is an asshole to KO.

#tfp au #why yes i am keeping the best blackmail juuust out of Starscream's reach #Orion was smart as hell and canon didn't credit him enough for that #also yes breakdown stays alive a little longer because I'm absolutely stretching our timeline quite a lot #if the orion arc lasted literal months and the gap between s2 and s3 was significant then I'm allowed to make the timeline a little wider #it will make Breakdown's death hurt more though

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karltface · 4 months ago

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Boxy box box!

I forgot to get a box photo, but my out-of-state contact has initiated another exchange. Excitement!

I finally get to talk Exosquad! A race of genetically engineered workers, the Neosapiens, have rebelled on the space colonies, seizing territory and building an army outfitted by captured munitions factories. Our heroes have to contend with questionable orders and troubles back on Earth in addition to the war itself. It was damn good stuff.

Field Sgt Rita Torres, here, is second in command to JT Marsh, and a damn sight more intimidating. Picture Vasquez with Apone's sense of discipline. Now throw in... that hair and a nose ring. It was vaguely cyberpunk, you see.

The E-frames are halfway between a Battletech mech and the Power Loader, which stands out especially here, what with the yellow and the claw and whatnot. Fully enclosing the pilot on the show, the toys had to resort to exposed arms and thighs, which works fairly well except for the inane handles.

Articulation is vintage GI Joe-level minus the waist. The suits themselves (the humanoid ones, anyway) generally boast (slightly) hinged ankles, swivel/hinge hips (fairly limited by the arms and bulky torso), elbows with working pistons (around 45° of movement), and balljoint shoulders (still plenty good, and with fair range).

The figures attach via a clip at the waist, and a wire that plugs into a small neck implant, and constantly wants to mash the figure against the window. Just leave it unplugged. Lacking a truly free shoulder ball, they don't move with the arm handles, and restrict the motion even further. These are not "battle scene" toys.

Just for kicks, here's a few missiles scavenged from the parts bin. They look fine, they just need a bit of masking tape around the base to tighten up the fit. Rita herself is unarmed, but will mostly be posed with this thing anyway. Oddly, the teeny little computer chip thing that slots into the back of every mech (and is incredibly easy to lose) is present, but I'm not taking that out unless I learn to do molds.

Action features include 3 firing missiles, a ratchet joint in the claw, and a "laser sword" that looks, cocks, and fires like a jackhammer, and appears to have a string of rivets hanging off it. This reads more like it was planned for Maggie Weston, really. It just screams "vague construction vibes". Retrofitted with rockets.

Jump troops! These were the low-cost end of the line proper, a crack squad of Starship Troopers pastiches that deploy from low orbit and proceed to kick ass and take names.

Corporal Vince Pellegrino is the Fireboss of Charlie-5 squadron, and the grandson of the squad's founder. Fittingly, he carries a flamethrower. The wings fold down, but stick out a fair bit that way. One of his giant boots fires mines (missing here, along with a few other minor bits), the other stores them.

Second Lieutenant Colleen O'Reilly is the tech and communications guru. She doesn't like to kill, but is very good at disabling. Damn quick with her Recon Frame, too. I'm sure you noticed the duct tape. Previous owner had no skills. I can fix her.

And, yeah. Squad goals. Still got plenty of missiles handy, and possibly some mines too.

A stack of early 2000s Mega Bloks plates. It's not much on its own, but I intend to expand the Vorgan Stronghold, and this is essential stuff. I'll probably post it sometime.

And finally, the 2022 reissue of Retrax, a figure absolutely nobody was clamoring for, but hey, it's a hideously deformed isopod of superhuman size and strength. I was slightly worried when the blister was falling off on its own, with little sign of glue damage. After just 2 years? Wow.

The sharper eyes among you may have noticed the antennae are upside down. And set in a clear plastic clip. Do I dare? Also, the central legs are missing on both sides. Not sure how common that is, but damn, Hasbro. You good?

At least the action features are fun. The mandibles are spring loaded, as is the blade in back, and the whole body. It does the thing! Eee!

Robot mode is as feeble as I remember, but again, hideously deformed isopod of superhuman size and strength. The arms do unhook from the bug ends, but look better wielding them as weapons. Actually has a hell of a slap.

Well, I'm off to pack my answer. It involves very old Western figurines and mysterious books. Mysterious in that I haven't picked them out yet, but there's gold in them there bookshelves.

#toys #vintage toys #mystery box #90s toys #Exosquad

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attenutechsworld · 2 years ago

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olivia200312 · 3 years ago

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Stressed~ TFP! Optimus x Human! Reader *Request* (Lemon)

Requested by the lovely AngelRosePhoenix and RubyWolf (Quotev)

Plot: Y/N has been pressuring a lot of her School Final project since its online class. And she doesn't know where to start and where to finish. She didn't even get a full-time rest or full-time eating. Until Optimus came to save his sweetspark.

One request was about the reader being stressed and the other (on Quotev) was about human lemon. I saw this again as a perfect opportunity to use both requests at the same time.

Head area: Brain: Processor / Brain Module Head: Helm Face: Face plate Ears: Audio receptors / Receptor Orifice / Audials Nose: Enstril / Olfactory Sensor Eye brow: Optical Ridge Eyes: Optics Mouth: Intake Lips: Dermas Teeth: Denta/Dentas Tongue: Glossa

Chest area: Chest: Chassis / Thoraxal Cavity Back: Hexa-Lateral Scapula Spine: Bipedalism cord / Back Strut

Chest and back armour: Chest plate Back plate Mid-section plating Neck guard Side plating

Arm area:

Arms: Arms / Restarlueus Forearms: Bitarlueus Hands: Servos Fingers: Digits

Arm armour: Gantlets Shoulder pads Arm guard

Lower area: Pelvis: Pelvis Butt: Aft / Skid-Plate Thighs: Tibulen Calves: Cadulen Feet: Pedes - the high heel bits are called Struts or Heel Struts.

Lower armour: Skirt plates Aft plate / Skid plate Thigh guard Ankle guard

General/Internal components: Muscles: Cables / Pistons - It depends on the area in question. Veins: Fual lines Stomach: Tanks Lungs: Vents - used to stop the con/bot from over heating. Heart: Spark Tattoos: D-con/A-bot Insignias and the lark T-Cog: The thing that allows all Cybertronians to transform, be that their arms or their whole body.

Bonus:

Penis: Spike

Vagina: Valve

Body: Frame

Ah, we all are familiar with school projects. I hate them so much sometimes, except when like for example giving a presentation about your favorite celebrity. But most projects are so damn boring!

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Y/N was done. She was absolutely done. She was in her room at the Autobots base. Surpingly, Agent Fowler build a bedroom at the base only for her since she couldn't afford to pay rent anymore at her poor conditioning apartment. The building where she once lived was in a very poor state. People, her once neighbors, were rude and also disgusting. Some of them were smokers, wild party animals also... addictions. Others were rude and heck very disrespectful! There even lived couples who fought all the time! Y/N was like the only one who was calm, collective, and kind. She was brave enough to go and confront her neighbors who were fragging assholes. Let's just say that it didn't end well. Luckily no beating or worse, only yelling. This caused Y/N to have sleep problems and sometimes with eating that she felt dizzy, weak, and tired. She went to the doctor to get the correct medication but sadly nothing worked.

The symptoms appeared more and more that the Autobots noticed, along with the kids. The kids for some reason found out what the cause was that they're planning to tell the Autobots. Ratchet was a medic, while June was a nurse and they're trained for years to notice symptoms of health when something was wrong. Ratchet would even scold Y/N!

Agent Fowler heard the drama going on about Y/N's neighborhood that he wanted to help her. She was 18 and in her final year of high school. She didn't plan to go to college. She didn't have dreams where a master's diploma was needed. A high school diploma was enough for her in her opinion. There were of course jobs around where actually a diploma wasn't needed or just asking for a high school diploma or higher. Y/N was assigned for a final project for school since summer break was coming closer. Of course, the damn teachers had to give a stressful assignment to the students! Jees, couldn't they give the students freedom?!

Y/N's job was to give a presentation of (choice). She had to do research, write, and practice her speech! That's basically what's so damn frustrating and stressful! She just finished like five hours later of writing important details. She looked at the clock that stood on her working desk and saw that it was 8 pm. "It's late already?!"

She couldn't believe that the time passed that fast! She sat on her desk like 5 hours ago! Man, when you're distracted or focused without realizing it, time goes by fast, especially if you're having fun times like at a party. But Y/N wasn't like that... a party person, or in other words, a party animal. She rather have quiet places. She felt so unlucky that she lived in a quite loud neighborhood. She felt so relieved and thankful that she escaped thanks to Agent Fowler.

"I... I..." She then screamed and grabbed her chair and threw it at her mirror. Holy slag, where did she get that power from?! I mean, she felt so stressed that it turned into a wave of serious anger that she couldn't take it anymore! The mirror obviously smashed and the glass laid in pieces on the floor.

Y/N whimpered and sobbed as she felt slowly her knees making contact with the carpeted floor. She was done. She wanted to rest, she wanted to relax! Y/N could feel how her muscles tightened as her breathing went out of her control. Just as she began to feel lightheaded, she felt gentle servos on her shoulders. This caused her to flinch. How on earth didn't she hear the footsteps entering her room? She shakenly looked up, blinking a few times before finally seeing who it was. It was her boyfriend or sparkmate, Optimus Prime. He was the leader of the Autobots, having a vehicle form of a semi-truck. You can easily recognize him that way. Not only that but also he was blue and red and his voice was deep that it will send shivers.

Optimus had a worried expression on his faceplate and you can clearly see it. He was one of those boyfriends you wished to have or that your boyfriend would be like Optimus. He was calm, gentle, kind, friendly, strong, and especially smart. That's the perfect way to describe him.

"O-Oppy?"

"What happened, sweetspark? I heard noises coming from your berthroom that I went to investigate," Optimus informed her in a worried tone, his servos still on her shoulders before helping her up to stand. He allowed her to press her body against his to be supported.

Y/N pressed her head against his chassis, badly wanting to relax. Optimus was patient as he allowed her to catch time before hearing. The human girl eventually explained the entire story, about the school project and etc. He understood her situation as the Cybertronians went to school as well and experienced stress about school projects. Ratchet went to medical school for example to become a medic, also kinda a mechanic at the same time. Does a paper diploma exist in Cybertron? Or a special datapad for it?

Optimus gently picked her up bridal style, causing Y/N to relax a bit. He took her to the bathroom that she had in her berthroom. He read that warm baths can make a stressed human relax. Cybertronians took a warm oil bath for that. He set her down on the toilet that was closed and started to prepare a warm bubble bath. The bathtub was large, I swear. Lucky you...

Y/N watched as she couldn't help but blush. She felt so spoiled and loved by him. She's so lucky to have him as her lover. She watched how Optimus walked up to her and she stood up. She felt that her clothes were being removed, one by one, until she was naked fully. She felt not insecure. They had actually sex before and Y/N could feel that it might happen... in a bathtub.

Optimus adored her body. It didn't matter if she was skinny, chubby, etc. We need to respect all bodies on Earth as everyone was beautiful, both outside and inside. But the sad reality was that there were also horrible people on Earth who like to bully just because some of the bodies can be different. Big people were the highest targets but it can also happen to skinny ones. This was not ok! Optimus didn't like how humans can be horrible just like Cybertronians like Megatron himself but he doesn't'' think that the warlord could be a bully... Or was he?

Y/N stepped inside the hot relaxing bathtub as she felt immediately in heaven. Everyone loved the feeling of hot water getting in contact with their skins after a long day from work or even school. Y/N finally felt her sore muscles finally lose since the warm water was doing its job.

The human girl got startled once she felt water dip again and it was Optimus who got inside the tub! That's when he gently and carefully moved her so that he could take a seat behind her. Once he sat comfortably behind her, he gently pulled his sparkmate on his lap. He felt his spark flutter once she giggled and relaxed against his frame.

Y/N read romance novels and there were some parts where couples took baths together. It could be as dates, honeymoons, or even... doing sexual activities. Optimus was somebot that loved to read datapads. It was in Cybertronians for 'books'. Optimus may or not had read about sexual activities in baths. It even helped with stress! Since his sparkmate had stress, he decided to... you know what.

Y/N had her eyes closed as she relaxed against his frame. His tank and chassis area. Boy, was she in for a surprise... Her E/C eyes shot open in shock and blushes brightly as she felt his hardened spike. What was he up to? Was he really going to have sex with her? "O-Opti- Ahhhhh!~" She was cut off when he lifted her up, his spike happily in the air and then *SLAM*. Y/N moaned loudly and arched her back from pleasure as he hit her insides, the right spot to send pleasure through her spine.

Optimus looked with a naughty expression but also with proudness since he was helping his sparkmate. He enjoyed her moans going through his audio receptors. He loved being inside of her, it was fleshy and wet, ready and begging to be taken.

"M-More!~"

Her wish got gladly granted. Optimus' servos were under her thighs that she was slowly lifted up and that when he thrusts up. This caused Y/N to whimper and moan. She was asking for more, she wanted more. She had her hands on his Optimus' legs/thighs to support herself since the Prime was holding her, giving her a stress reliever. His spike continued to thrust up inside of her, even kissing and biting her neck to leave lovebites. Y/N moaned as she began to scratch his paint due to the pleasure she was experiencing. She moaned every time as his spike thrusts inside of her but yelped and let out a scream in pleasure once her lover hit a certain spot inside of her. It was her g-spot!

"O-Optimus! Again!"

Optimus perked up and he immediately understood that it was her spot inside of her. He smirked behind her back as he began to his her spot even harder than before. Y/N moaned and screamed even louder than before. Oh, Primus, please don't wake everyone here in the base! Y/N was in pure bliss and even felt her stress being pushed away! Even though their private parts were underwater, Optimus' spike was getting covered with Y/N's juices that came from her pussy.

That's when Optimus felt Y/N's tight walls around his spike. He knew that she was cumming. But so was he. He already succeeded the mission. And that was to pleasure his sparkmate.

"O-Oppy, I'm cumming!" Y/N screamed as she felt the knot in her stomach.

"So do I, sweetspark," Optimus growled as he made finally final hard thrusts before settling inside of her to release his hot transfluid inside of her. Y/N whimpered and sighed in bliss as she felt his hot and sticky seed. Why did hot seeds feel so good? As Optimus sat still inside of her, Y/N turned her head over her shoulder and kissed his dermas. "Thank you, love. You really helped me."

Optimus smiled.

#optimus prime x reader #optimus prime #reader #x reader #tfp #transformers prime #one shot #romance #x human reader #fluff #tf #smut #baths #stressed

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Just my thoughts and theories based on my experience in mob-like behavior, but one of the primary issues with antis is they actively encourage an escalatory pattern of behavior and reward it socially. No one is allowed to just calmly say, "Let's tone it down a notch. Okay, we don't want to see it. We have moral and ethical objections, but let's just tone it down."

To do so would be completely contrary to the constant sense of predatory urgency they put themselves in. Their circles are constantly in trauma-bond mode.

Everything in their lexicon is hostile, and they use the justification that it is reasonable to be hostile towards an attack, even preemptively.

Socially, they subsist on a reward system beyond exclusionary and right into the realm of offensive, not just in the sense of someone's sensibilities being what is offensive, but in the sense of harmfully offensive actions. Every notch one of them ratchets upwards is to be exceeded by the next.

If there is any effort to be eloquent at all, they make their arguments like Ben Shapiro. They are a herd of feral horses gish galloping all at once. They use words that have been programmed into the progressive mindset to alter thought, provoke consideration, and when suggested from a framing of speaking as or on behalf of a marginalized group, feeds on guilt to shut down discourse. They disguise their lack of critical thought behind these buzzed keywords, fully seeking to shock their audience into submission and whip up the masses.

They speak against whitewashing, but they also erase the existence within those communities. They lecture about what the features of a specific ethnicity should look like, while erasing that there is diversity. They go into great details to point out and explain that specific traits are inherently white, and leave no room that not only may that be native within the native culture, but many of these cultures are now mixed, and it is who these people are as well. They lecture ostensibly to advocate for characters and actors of colors, but ignore that many of these actors are, in fact, intermixed with what is traditionally

I am in the Star Wars The Clone Wars fandom. Every day, they erase me, my people's experience, and I am not the only one who has felt that way. But, by in large, we are too afraid to say something. Because these people have created an entire following built on this.

We are people who aren't one vision of what it means to be our people, so we are erased. The closest representations we have are the mutants and not the "regular," and have pernicious campaigns that advocate for their erasures... which essentially erases us.

Words like fetishization, sexualization, white-washing... all these words have no meaning out of these people, except to tighten their grip and hold on people. They get to weaponize their identities, and in turn, has erased the representation of others with such fervor that we are scared to speak up. They are established such a foothold with their campaigns that what good is it to try and speak up?

They feed off-white guilt and keep them trapped with anger and fear. Whether they themselves are BIPOC or not, they have not only established that their voices are more informed than well-meaning white people, but are the only ones that exist and we... are a non-entity. Never mind how many of them live in the US, Europe... and how many of us live in these formerly colonized lands, who live with the effects of colonization.

Colonization goes well beyond the color of someone's skin, the shape of their nose. It goes on how eugenics have tried to breed us out. How our women, especially what was seen as our attractive women, were set aside exclusively for the colonizers.

Our tribes and native Empires were broken apart, forced to conform to a European's standard of ethics and morals. Though these are a fictional representation, many of us have noticed that these attractive, brown men, are exclusively set aside for the availability for those outside of their tribe. They enforce their concepts of what is moral and immortal, without consideration that perhaps those within the tribe do not want to step outside their tribe.

Representative features of intermixed examples are deemed irredeemably whitewashed, too European, and they write very precise guides to tell artists how to erase examples that represent peoples who come from and live in native lands that were victimized by colonization.

The sins of colonization continue, and they show their privilege by knowing better than us. On one hand, they claim to be advocates. Some even share our ethnicities, yet they clearly show how well they have actually assimilated into the Imperial West with how they make us caricatures, how they silence us, how they know better than us.

They silence others. They take our voice. They erase our images. They control our decision-making.

Our existence doesn't matter to them because we are an inconvenient truth. Our truth doesn't uphold their power. It doesn't uplift the social capital they have built on.

They are no better than the Imperialist. Once again, we exist in shadows, in closed communities, afraid to be outed because we do not agree with the system of power they have created in our communities. They hold on tight with fear, anger, and a lot of pseudo-intellectual word wrangling and become token BIPOC making whites feel better because they listened to that iron voice. They benefit from white privilege because they make the dutifully obedient white feel good about themselves for being such a good listener, for becoming so informed, and once again... that Imperial privilege subjugates and silences others.

The non-BIPOC listen to their message, are afraid of not falling in line, afraid of listening to any other voices, and go to bed feeling better about themselves because they are doing what they are told. They spread the message, they become a hostile and hostile mob that enforces the message, and are so confident they know better when they know nothing.

Imperialism and colorism strikes again.

I started this out intending to be vague without any reference to any fandom or fan community. But, as my heart began to break all over again, my frustration flared up again, I had to come clean.

#mod erin #ask #posted without comment #just anti things

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silkling · 3 years ago

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Here’s a short thing I wrote for @cirilee. It’s based on their Fantasy Shattered Glass Humanformers AU, from these posts here. (Post 1, Post 2, Post 3, Post 4). I wrote this in like, an hour, and I wanted to get it out cause I had several ideas for my other fics and this plot bunny kept sidetracking me. So, here it is!

(Also trigger warning here for dehumanization and violence. It isn’t very graphic but Smokey is not having a good time here.)

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Smokescreen woke up to a vicious headache and the scent of dirt and stale air filling his nose. He didn’t open his eyes yet, but one of his ears flicked as he tried to remember what had happened before he’d fallen asleep.

Except…had he fallen asleep? He remembered a battle, remembered being scared. It’d been so much more brutal than Papa and Pops had told him. He remembered Megatron calling a retreat, and he’d turned to follow, but then….

Pain, and then nothing.

He’d been knocked out before he could follow the others. The memory made his eyes fly open, and he jerked up, only to be pulled short. His wrists were cuffed together and attached by a short chain to the ground. He blinked, confused, but then a low chuckle made him snap his head up.

Oh.

Oh no.

Oh Primus, please no.

Optimus Prime stood there, his gaze cold and hard as he stared down at the young dragonet. At his side, the Mad Doctor stood with his arms crossed, one front hoof pawing the ground impatiently. On the Prime’s other side, stood the two remaining Wreckers. And just behind them all, leaning against the wall, was the Prime’s son.

Smokescreen swallowed hard, looking up at the Prime and forcing himself to straighten. “What do you want?” he demanded.

“You have quite a bit of nerve, taking such a tone with me.” the Prime remarked cooly. “You have nerve to even speak in the first place.” He added with a faintly curled lip.

The dragonet blinked quickly. “What?” he demanded.

“Animals don’t don’t talk, beast.” Ratchet said coldly. He sounded simultaneously bored and annoyed, which would be pretty impressive if Smokescreen wasn’t terrified out of his mind right now.

“I’m not a beast!” Smokescreen snapped, offended despite himself.

“Oh?” There was a dangerous note in the Prime’s voice. “Aren’t you, though? No human has horns or wings.” he mused. “Or fangs or claws, or scales marring their skin.”

Smokescreen tensed, the scales that were scattered over his body like colorful freckles seeming to burn. “That’s stupid logic! Let me go, Prime!” He demanded.

The Prime snarled, then his hand was glowing and Smokescreen only caught if flash of purple magic before his world erupted into pain. He shook and collapsed, keening loudly, and came back to himself slowly.

Prime waited for him to look up again before speaking. “I would tell you to address me as Lord Prime, beast, but that would be pointless. You will not be speaking soon enough.” His voice was cold. “And you do not give the orders here. I do. And for my first one: shift. Change into your proper form. I will not have a beast wearing the disguise of a human, even if it is a poor disguise.” he sneered.

Smokescreen scoffed. “Go to the Pit.” he snapped.

He realized too late that was a mistake when the Prime activated his magic again, and Smokescreen’s world narrowed to the sharp agony that consumed him. His throat felt raw, and he realized distantly he was screaming as he spasmed on the ground. The pain didn’t end for several long minutes, and when it did he was left shaking.

“I will not ask again.”

Rather than face the Prime’s wrath a third time, Smokescreen swallowed and nodded. “Okay, okay. I-I will.” He looked down, remembering the cuffs. “But these-I can’t shift with them.”

“I don’t care. Shift, or I will make you.” Prime stated.

Smokescreen didn’t want to find out what that meant. With a bitten off whine, he shifted. Even as he did, he knew his forepaws would be in bad shape. He grew, and the cuffs strained, and eventually broke, but not before constricting his wrists enough to make the bones audibly crack. He whined, collapsing to a limp heap as soon as he was in his dragon shape.

Ratchet scoffed, then trotted over and roughly kicked his injured forepaws away from his body, then knelt to start looking them over. He started working to heal them, a process Smokescreen recognized from Papa, but the sharp pain that Ratchet didn’t seem to care to dull wasn’t something Knock Out would allow in his medbay.

As Ratchet worked, Prime strode forward to stare the young dragon in the eye. “You are a beast, little dragon. You are a poor one, right now. You think yourself too human, but I suppose I must blame Megatron for not teaching you your place properly.” He sighed, like it was a great tragedy that Smokescreen didn’t behave like an animal. “Worry not, though. My Doctor and my Wreckers will make a proper beast out of you yet.” He smiled coldly, crouching down. “And once you are properly broken and brought to heal, my son will be able to claim you for his own, and he will ride you into battle against the very ones who raised you.” He patted Smokescreen’s nose. “Look forward to that day, little beast. I know I do.” He stood, then turned and left the room that Smokescreen now realized was some sort of underground dungeon.

Ratchet finished working on his forepaws, then came up to stand up by nose. Smokescreen growled nervously, lifting his head and narrowing his eyes at the centaur. Unfortunately, Ratchet didn’t seem to like that, because he reared up, front hooves slamming harshly into Smokescreen’s nose, and when he reared back with a pained squeal the centaur pressed forward, still reared up, and slammed his hooves down to pin the dragonet’s snout to the ground.

“Lesson one, beast.” he snarled. “Never look your betters in the eye.” He stared him down, hooves increasing the pressure until Smokescreen averted his gaze.

The Mad Doctor stepped off after a moment, then looked back to the Wreckers. “You two go prepare what you need. I’ll get started on breaking this one in.” he said sharply.

Smokescreen watched the two humans nod, and felt a flare of panic. If he didn’t stop then, they’d come to hurt him too! He reacted before he was thinking, lunging up and trying to snap at the two men.

They reacted immediately, dodging in opposite directions, then turning each grabbing a horn to slam his head down. “Lesson two.” The bigger one spat. “Never attack your masters.”

The smaller Wrecker laughed. “Well, kid! You messed up here! We can’t let you get away with attacking us!” He looked over to the wall. “Bumblebee, grab the inverted spike collar and muzzle. You know, the ones that have spikes on the inside?”

The words made Smokescreen squeal in terror, and he tried to thrash, but then a kick to the ribs from Ratchet him him still. Bumblebee had left in his struggles, and returned a moment later with the items in hand.

The Wreckers hauled Smokescreen over to the wall, where a chain was hanging, and then Ratchet was snatching the items from Bumblebee and advancing. Before the dragonet could react, the muzzle was clamped on, followed by the collar, and the chain was attached to the collar. Only then did the Wreckers release him. He tried to pull free, but the spikes on the collar dug into his neck and with a yelp he pressed against the wall. His snout ached where the muzzle was clamped around in, spikes pressing hard even when he wasn’t straining against the device.

The bigger Wrecker sneered in disgust, then turned and left, Bumblebee following. The smaller Wrecker laughed as he headed backwards to the door. “Have fun, Sunshine!” he crowed, and then he was gone and the door was slamming shut.

Ratchet scoffed, shaking his head, then turned back to Smokescreen and smirked. “Oh, I intend to.” he said, tone dark.

He advanced, and the young dragon could only cower back against the wall and shake as he finally understood his new reality.

(Hours later, Ratchet left him alone and shaking, and Bumblebee came in with a bucket of…he presumed it was food, but it smelled terrible. The muzzle was removed, and the human left. Smokescreen was left alone in the cold cell, and the only thing he could do was curl up tightly and croon a soft song to try to soothe his fear.)

(He had no way of knowing that soon enough, even that much would be taken from him.)

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blackstarising · 3 years ago

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coming back to this post i made again to elaborate - especially as the ted lasso fandom is discussing sam/rebecca and fandom racism in general. there are takes that are important to make that i had failed to previously, but there's also a growing amount of takes that i have to, As A Black Person™, respectfully disagree with.

tl;dr for the essay below sam being infantilized and the sam/rebecca relationship are not the same issue and discussing the former one doesn't mean excusing the latter. and we've reached the glen of the Dark Forest where we sit down and talk about fandom racism.

i should have elaborated this in my last post about sam/rebecca, but i didn't. i'll say it now - i personally don't support sam and rebecca getting together for real. i believe what people are saying is entirely correct, even though sam is an adult legally, he and rebecca are, at the very least, two wildly different stages of life. for americans, he's at the equivalent of being a junior in college. there are things he hasn't gotten the chance to experience and there are areas he needs to grow in. when i was younger, i didn't understand the significance of these age gaps, i just thought it would be fine if it was legal, but as someone who is now a little older than sam in universe, i understand fully. we can't downplay this. whether or not you think sam works for rebecca or not, even despite the gender inversion of the Older Man Younger Woman trope, whether or not he is a legal adult, i don't think at this point in time, their relationship would work. i think it's an interesting narrative device, but i don't want to see it play out in reality.

that being said!

what's worrying me is that two discussions are being conflated here that shouldn't be. sam having agency and being a little more grown™ than he's perceived to be does not suddenly make his relationship with rebecca justified. i had decided to bring it up because sam was being brought into the spotlight again and i was starting to realizing that his infantilization was more common than i felt comfortable with.

sam's infantilization (and i will continue to call it that), is a microaggression. it's is in the range of microaggressions that i would categorize as 'fandom overcompensation'. we have a prominent character of color that exhibits traits that aren't stereotypical, and we don't want to appear racist or stereotypical, so we lean hard in the other direction. they're not aggressive, they're a Sweet Baby, they're not world weary, they're now a little naive. they're not cold and distant, they're so nice and sweet that there's no one that wouldn't want approach them, and yeah, on their face, these new traits are a departure and, on their face, they seem they look really good.

but at a certain point, it reaches an inflection point, and, like the aftertaste of a diet coke, that alleged sweetness veers into something a lot less sweet. it veers into a lack of agency for the character. it veers into an innocence that appears to indicate that the person can't even take care of themselves. it veers into a one-dimensional characterization that doesn't allow for any depth or negative emotion.

it's not kind anymore. it's not a nice departure from negative stereotypes. it's not compensating for anything.

it's patronizing.

it is important that we emphasize that characters of color are more than the toxic stereotypes we lay on them, yes, but we make a mistake in thinking that the solution is overcorrection. for one thing, people of color can usually tell. don't get it twisted, it's actually pretty obvious. for another, it just shifts from one dimension to another. people of color are still supposed to be Only One Character Trait while white people can contain multitudes. ted, who is pretty much as pollyanna as they come, can be at once innocent and naive and deep and troubled and funny and scared. jamie can be a prick and sexy and also lonely and also a victim of abuse. sam, however, even though he was bullied (by jamie, no less), is thousands of miles away from home, and has led a protest on his team, is usually just characterized as human sunshine with much less acknowledgement of any other traits beyond that.

and that's why i cringe when fandom calls sam a Sweet Baby Boy without any sense of irony. is that all we're taking away? after all this time? even for a comedy, sam has received a substantive of screen time over two whole seasons, and we've seen a range of emotions from him. so as a black person it's hurtful that it's boiled down to Sweet Baby Boy.

that's the problem. we need to subvert stereotypes, but more importantly, we need to understand that people of color are not props, or pieces of cardboard for their white counterparts. they are full and actualized and have agency in their own right and they can have other emotions than Angry and Mean or Sweet and Bubbly without any nuance between the two. i think the show actually does a relatively good job of giving sam depth (relatively, always room for improvement, mind you), especially holding it in tension with his youth, but the fandom, i worry, does not.

it's the same reason why finn from star wars started out as the next male protagonist in the sequel trilogy but by the third movie was just running around yelling for REY!! it's the same reason why when people make Phase 4 Is the Phase For Therapy gifsets for the mcu and show wanda maximoff, loki, and bucky barnes crying and being sad but purposefully exclude sam wilson who had an entire show to tell us how difficult his life is, because people find out if pee oh sees are also complex, they'll tell the church.

and the reason why i picked up on this very early on is because i am an organic, certified fresh, 100% homegrown, non-gmo, a little ashy, indigenous sub saharan African black person. the ghanaian tribes i'm descended from have told me so, my black ass parents have told me so, and the nurses at the hospital in [insert asian country here] that started freaking out about how curly my hair was as my mother was mid pushing me out told me so!

and this stuff has real life implications. listen: being patronized as a black person sucks. do you know how many times i was patted on the back for doing quite honestly, the bare minimum in school? do you know how many times i was told how 'well spoken' or 'eloquent' i was because i just happen to have a white accent or use three syllable words? do you know how many times i've been cooed over by white women who couldn't get over how sweet i was just because i wasn't confrontational or rude like they wrongly expected me to be?

that's why they're called microaggressions. it's not a cross on your lawn or having the n-word spat in your face, but it cuts you down little by little until you're completely drained.

so that's the nuance. that's the subversion. the overcompensation is not a good thing. and people of color (and i suspect, even white people) have picked up on, in general, the different ways fandom treats sam and dani and even nate. what all of these discussions are converging on is fandom racism, which is not the diet form of racism, but another place for racism to reveal itself. and yeah, it's uncomfortable. it can seem out of left field. you may want to defend yourself. you may want to explain it away. but let me tap the sign on the proverbial bus:

if you are a white person, or a person of color who is not part of that racial group, even, you do not get to decide what is not racist for someone. full stop. there are no exceptions. there is no exit clause for you. there is no 'but, actually-'. that right wasn't even yours to cede or waive.

(it's also important to note that people of color also have the right to disagree on whether something is racist, but that doesn't necessarily negate the racism - it just means there's more to discuss and they can still leave with different interpretations)

people don't just whip out accusations of racism like a blue eyes white dragon in a yu-gi-oh duel. it's not fun for us. it's not something we like to do to muzzle people we don't want to engage with. and we're not concerned with making someone feel bad or ashamed. we're exposing something painful that we have to live with and, even worse, process literally everything we experience through. we can't turn it off. we can't be 'less sensitive' or 'less nitpicky'. we are literally the primary resources, we are the proverbial wikipedia articles with 3,000 sources when it comes to racism. who else would know more than us?

what 2020 has shown us very clearly is that racism is systemic. it's not always a bunch of Evil White Men rubbing their hands together in a dark room wondering how they're going to use the 'n-word' today. it's systemic. it's the way you call that one neighborhood 'sketchy'. it's how you use 'ratchet' and 'ghetto' when describing something bad. it's how you implicitly the assume the intelligence of your friend of color. it's the way you turned up your nose and your friend's food and bullied them for it in middle school but go to restaurants run by white people who have 'uplifted' it with inauthentic ingredients. it's telling someone how Well Spoken and Eloquent they are even though you've both gone to the same schools and work at the same workplace. it's the way you look down at some people of color for having a different body type than you because they've been redlined to neighborhoods where certain foods and resources are inaccessible, and yet mock up the racial features that appeal to you either through makeup or plastic surgery.

it's how when a person of color behaves badly, they're irredeemable, but a white person performing the same act or something similar is 'having a bad day' or 'isn't normally like this' or 'has room to grow' and we can't 'wait for their redemption arc', and yes, i'm not going to cover it in detail in this post but yes this is very much about nate. other people have also brought up the nuances in his arc and compared them to other white characters so i won't do it here.

these behaviors and reactions aren't planned. they aren't orchestrated. they're quite literally unconscious because they've been lovingly baked into western society for centuries. you can't wake up and be rid of it. whether you intended it or not, it can still be racist.

and it's actually quite hurtful and unfair to imply that concerns about racism in the TL fandom are unfounded or lacking any depth or simply meant to be sensational because you simply don't agree with it. i wish it was different, but it doesn't work that way. i'm not raising this up to 'call out' or shame people, but i'm adding to this discussion because, through how we talk about sam, and even dani and nate, i'm yet again seeing a pattern that has shortchanged people of color and made them feel unwelcome in fandom for far too long.

coach beard said it best: we need to do better.

#ted lasso #sam obisanya #ted lasso spoilers #fandom racism

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erimeows · 3 years ago

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TFA Characters + Reader Playing 7 Minutes In Heaven (Autobot Edition)

You’re not really sure why you decided to come to this party- or, you were, as it was your birthday and the Autobots wanted to do something nice for you, but why had you agreed to play this game with them? Bumblebee seemed so excited when he mentioned it, and after you found out that he’d done a lot of research on human party games to make your birthday more enjoyable, you hadn’t had the heart to tell him no. Still... You really should’ve opted out, because now, you found yourself locked in a closet with...

Optimus: He’s just as confused as you’d expect him to be, not gonna lie. He didn’t help Bumblebee pick out the games like some of the others did, so one minute, he’s sitting on the ground in a circle spinning a bottle, and the next second, Bumblebee is shoving him into a closet with you. He hears them outside talking though; “is he finally going to make a move on them”, “I bet they’ll be making out when we open the door” etc, so he pieces it together pretty quick, and that combined with the fact that you’re literally inches from him makes him so ungodly nervous that he can’t bring himself to do anything but hug you and go “this is good, right?”. It’s just very soft and sweet, as you’d imagine it being with a bot like him.

Ratchet: “God, I’m too old for this,” Ratchet complains as soon as you’re locked in the closet with him. He’d done the research about games with Bumblebee, but hadn’t possessed the energy to argue against this particular one. He’d never expected that out of everybot there, though, he’d get paired with the only human; you, who he’d been hiding feelings for... For an embarrassingly long amount of time. He doesn’t like sitting in the closet with you silently, so he just finds more and more reasons to complain to fill the void, only for you to cut him off with a kiss.

Prowl: Prowl’s pretty neutral about the game but does very much want to kiss you tbh. He’s aware of the fact that most people make out in the closet, but he doesn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable or push your boundaries when he has to spend seven entire minutes with you, and he admires your friendship more than a kiss or two. However, if you initiate? He’s all over it; “how many kisses do you think we could fit into such a small timeframe? Let’s test it,” “I think we’re going to win this game,” etc. If you don’t initiate a kiss in the closet for whatever reason, he’ll still sit right next to you for the rest of the night and hope you offer to kiss him later.

Bumblebee: Researched games and nearly blew a circuit upon reading that there was a game where two people (or, a bot and a person, or two bots) could be locked in a closet together and were expected to make out. He decides to use the game and bribes Ratchet with not bothering him in his medbay for an entire vorn to (discreetly) use his magnetic ray from across the room to make the metal bottle land on you when Bee spins it. You two go into the closet together and, against his better judgement, Bumblebee immediately moves to hold your hands in his servos and pulls you in for a gentle kiss.

Bulkhead: In Bulkhead’s scenario, Bumblebee plans the game to make you and Bulkhead finally have a moment. Everyone is in on the scheme, so when Bulkhead spins the bottle and it lands on you due to Blurr planting a magnet in your pocket without you realizing it, no one is surprised except for you and Bulkhead. The two of you have been pining for forever, everyone/everybot is sick of it, so you’re paired. A lot of the time is spent with the two of you talking and trying to play off how awkward the situation really is, but you end up gathering the courage to stand on your tip toes and give Bulkhead a peck on the cheek.

Ultra Magnus: This goes very similarly to how it did in my TFA With A Touch/Affection Starved Human headcanons, since this is a similar scenario. Ultra Magnus doesn’t quite understand the objective of the game until you explain it to him, at which point, he’s all over you. That’s the objective, after all, isn’t it?

Jazz: Unlike all of the other mechs, where the situation is tense or awkward or goes way too fast, Jazz is pretty chill about things- like yeah, he likes you, but he’s logical enough to know that neither of you know exactly when the door is going to be opened and don’t want it to be opened on the two of you making out. Still, as soon as the door shuts, he finds his servos drifting to your hips and his chassis leaning forward so you’re crowded back against the wall. The two of you, wordlessly, exchange a few slow and sensual kisses, and then split up and have some casual conversation for the rest of the time until the door is opened.

Sentinel Prime: Being locked in the closet with him is arguably the worst to start off with. Sentinel is a bitch about it despite agreeing to play the game, and gets angry at the concept of his partner being “an organic”, but once you two are actually in the closet, he shuts his trap and backs as far up against the nearest wall as he can with his arms crossed. Seconds later, though, he relaxes and reaches out for one of your hands, which he holds in his servo. You two stay like that for a moment before he decides he can’t take the tension/doesn’t care anymore, backs you up against the wall, and heatedly captures your lips with his.

Blurr: Did enough of his research the day before upon hearing what the lineup of games was to know what he’s supposed to do upon being locked in the closet with you. Blurr is a gentlebot, though, so he has the decency to ask “is it okay if I kiss you? I believe that’s the point,”, and when you nod, he starts with a kiss on your forehead, then the tip of your nose, then on your cheeks, then your chin, and finally, he pulls back to look at you before going for a slow, sweet kiss on the mouth.

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