#extra funny that it's just ''hey soundwave''

[transingthoseformers]

https://www.tumblr.com/transingthoseformers/761933065994027008/dumps-soundwave-onto-griffin-rock

Imagine if Heatwave instantly recognized him and is just "hey Soundwave"

I want ex-decepticon Heatwave damnit

You know ex-decepticon heatwave would put that one RBA episode with Laserbeak in a different light (as well as it could lead to sooooo many funny situations involving decepticons and Griffin Rock)

[sphnyspinspin]

Okay-listen. This is like a big stretch just hear me out. What if Rumble was the one who exploded, did it happen after or during the war? If it happened during the war, then he would’ve been fine, all the G1 bots and cons are pretty much indestructible. After the war however……from the same episode we were were getting like a short review how energon depletion works for cybertronians AND that very same episode it seems Bumblebee is just cAssUALly mentioning an incident of hurt bot, a bot from the fandom’s pov that we care about very much. These writers are smart as hell, don’t think for a second that they make Bumblebee say that in an episode that is based around the topic of not refueling properly, and even when they have the gall to write a fantastic argument between Megatron and Optimus, really flushing out Megatron’s role in the show so far, an episode fully dedicated to Filipino heritage with also great writing and extra Alex and Bee dialogue points, THE ENTIRE FLIPPING MANDROID ARC. You’d think they would let Bumblebee get away with saying that as like a funny haha scenario. Writing in a character who has always been part of a such an important duo? An important friendship? Writing in Frenzy….without Rumble…… a sister without……. her brother? Suspicious. Especially considering this show’s gargantuan theme on friendship, and you guessed it, FAMILY. My bestest guess is that they want to make us think that Rumble is dead, and for good reason, because Soundwave believes he is dying.

Rumble took a big blow while being critically low on energon, putting himself in a a stasis coma as a cassette for a really long time. Of course the rest of the cassette gang took big blows too, but they wanted all their medical attention to be directed to Rumble. Both Buzzsaw and Ratbat got hurt making them too vulnerable to leave the base and therefore being with Rumble in his comatose state, guarding him the best they can. The only ones who could leave the base, and are without any too serious injuries, are Lazerbeak, Ravage, and Frenzy. They have to leave with Soundwave almost everyday to scavenge for energon to fuel their friends……..their family.

Also are we seriously going to accept that Soundwave was seriously going to jump Megatron without a plan? The episode is literally called Decoy. We all knew by the end of episode that Soundwave was planning something-something BIG. He knew that Rumble wasn’t going to wake up anytime soon, he just couldn’t bare the thought of looking at his kid in an awful state anymore. He had to act, and fast. Hmmmm? Let’s see? Stay with your Cassetticons and continue to scavenge for scraps of energon, or finally let go of your grudge against your ex who probably inspired you to become a strong soldier and put you and your children through life or death experiences everyday on the battlefield to only switch sides last minute, for a more “comfy” lifestyle?…….……..Neither, let’s be the better protector of your kind, who are trapped in jail cells, by the ones who say it’s for the safety of their own kind. Just remember the lines you rehearsed buddy, cause this has got-to-count. But let’s be honest, you weren’t getting anywhere by being out there.

“Break into” GHOST. Check. Lead a deception jailbreak and revolution against those who imprisoned them, and are total hypocrites. Almost Check. Save your kid with all the extra energon lying around and be a bad ass happy family again. Absolutely necessary to check at all costs.

…

Meanwhile, Frenzy is absolutely done with the crap that Autobots AND Decepticons have put her and her family through. She can’t trust anybody outside of her family anymore. Oh another deception, do they wanna be allies? NOPE they just want to steal your energon. Hey an autobot, gotta run or else they’ll put you in jail. It doesn’t even matter if your a decepticon or an autobot to Frenzy anymore, so far all those she has encountered are jerks. Especially the Autobots who work for GHOST who are probably brainwashing decpeticons as of right now, like they did to Megatron.

When Soundwave started acting differently and suddenly asked out of nowhere for them to cause some problems for a very specific GHOST employee, she was like “Awesome, Now your talking! Never would’ve thought I’d see the day where you’d start to lighten up. Oh Hey! Megatron and Optimus too! This is gonna be fun!”

It was not fun. They got captured. Soundwave got captured. They were going to con jail to serve out a life sentence. Rumble and the others might be next if Rumble’s even alive to see them get captured. Next thing they know, they’re being released and going back home.

“Please let us go!”

“You will only get one second chance. Don’t throw it away.”

Oh Primus this is bad. Like REALLY bad. Who’s gonna help with scavenging? Ravage, Lazerbeak, and Frenzy? R-Ravage?

“We’re free now. You don’t have to follow him anymore.”

Nope.

This is really fraggin bad…If they kept following Soundwave, they would just keep putting up with his grudge against Megatron, and make their lives harder. He didn’t even grieve as long as the others did. He just kept focusing on taking down the autobots, because if wasn’t for them, then they would’ve had enough energon, and the others wouldn’t have gotten hurt. Fair. But really?

Second of all, what’s with the new guys? Haven’t seen those two before. Are they new autobots? Ha, fraggin chums, can’t believe they caught Frenzy of guard with that catchy tune. Jerks…..

[fangirlingpuggle]

A few extra additional ideas for the TFA AU where Megatron and Optimus are Megatronus and Orion’s reincarnations. (Here)

(This is mostly based off option 2 of original post the funny one)

Megatron original armour before destroyed was designed to look like Megatronus.

Blitzwing and Lugnut being crazy overprotective guards at first and it taking Optimus and the others forever to get them to calm down, stop attacking things people please please for the love of primus just chill.

Eventually they do get the, to calm down (or as calm as Lugnut can be)

The conflict is mostly from human antagonists and all spark making things weird.

Starscreams antagonist until he realises who Optimus is...then it’s the same song and dance with Blitzwing ‘The only competent leader of the Decepticons must be protected at all costs’ at this point Optimus is just...used to it...same when Soundwave shows up.

When the Decepticons find out about what happened to Optimus...you can hear the kill bill sirens in the background, Optimus has walked in multiple times on plans to get back at Sentinel ‘they keep saying it’s nit murder just...maiming him’...Bumblebee and Sari have been in the room with them...neither look sorry.

When Sentinel and the guard show up...there’s a lot of hijinks because ‘Hey telling him i’m the reincarnation of the Decepticon leader and that i’m technically in charge of the Decepticons now is a bad idea’ so it’s just the team trying very hard not to act suspicious while trying to avert certain Decepticons setting up death traps for Sentinel.

Starscream trying to make himself second in command.

Megatron comes back and

Starscream:’STILL NOT LISTENING TO YOU'

Blitzwing ‘I mean Megatron is the leader...but Optimus let’s us play videogames...also no shouting also... I kind of like these autobots’

Lugnut *bluescreening*

It is very tense and no-ones to sure whose orders to listen to (except Starscream he’ll only listen to Optimus)

Megatron and Optimus bantering a lot and then constantly panicking cause hey we’re the reincarnations of a legendary couple and i’m not sure how that works

[primroseprime2019]

Darkness Rising- Part One

The sun's rays pierced through the clouds. On the road, a red Dodge Challenger drove down the road. "So there I am on the lookout when out of nowhere, these highlight beams light up my rearview," the red Autobot said, "and then it hits me. I'm illegally parked!"

"Another parking ticket?" A blue and pink Kawasaki Ninja 250R asked in a knowing tone as she drove down the road. "Better. The boot," the red bot said.

"Big metal tire clamp impossible to remove," the motorcycle said.

"Bingo! So the local police do their thing, and I let 'em get all the way down the back," the red bot said, "that's when I kick off my new shiny shoe and bang!" "New York's finest soil themselves," the motorcycle said, amusement in her voice.

"You know me Arcee," the bot said, "you mess with Cliffjumper-" "And you get the horns," Arcee said, earning a laugh from her partner, "not sure how that complies with Autobot rule number one: keep a low profile."

"What can I say? Patrolling out here in Dullsville gets lonesome," Cliffjumper said, "almost makes me miss the Decepticons." "Like Jasper Nevada's a party? We're alone wherever we travel on this rock Cliff," Arcee said.

Cliffjumper's GPS navigation system started going off. The screen changed from the road route to a sonar picture of the area he was in. "I'm getting a signal," he said.

"Need backup?" Arcee asked, alert. "Do I ever need backup?" Cliffjumper said before going off-road. At the highest speed, Cliffjumper sped towards the location. When he arrived, he skidded to a stop at the edge of a ditch. There were big and small dark blue energon crystals sticking out of the bottom of the ditch.

"I just found a whole lot of energon!" Cliffjumper said. A shadow suddenly loomed over the Autobot and the energon. Cliffjumper transformed into his bipedal form and looked up to see a large ship. "Decepticons," he said.

The Decepticon warship- or the Nemesis, as most called it- loomed over the energon. A gun-like blaster unfolded on the side and fired at Cliffjumper. The blast exploded at Cliffjumper's pedes, the force of the explosion sending Cliffjumper flying into the ditch. The Autobot warrior got on one knee as he looked up to see a few Decepticon troops flying out of the ship and landing near the edge of the ditch.

"Arcee... about that backup," Cliffjumper said, "fair warning boys. I'm gonna put a few dings in ya." He transformed into his vehicle form and drove up the wall of the ditch before he flew off it, transformed into his bipedal form and began to fight the Vehicons.

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"Arcee to Optimus! The 'Cons are back. Cliff might be neck deep in scrap," Arcee reported to her leader, Optimus Prime. "Understood," the Prime replied, "Ratchet, do you have Cliffumper's coordinates?"

"I'm locked onto his signal Optimus," Ratchet said as he drove through a snow-covered area, "but our teams are scattered across time zones."

"Arcee, Bulkhead, Bumblebee, Firestorm, Primrose, rendezvous back to base and prepare to ground bridge," Optimus ordered.

◊◊◊◊

Cliffjumper was having a rather hard time fighting the troops. The odds weren't in his favor now as the Decepticon troops punched him hard. One punched him hard enough to send him flying back into the ditch and the punch sent one of Cliffjumper's horns flying off.

Cliffjumper got to his pedes. "You want the horns," he said, unlocking his blasters, "you got 'em." With that said, he began to shoot at the Decepticons, taking one of them out before the others started to fire back at the red Autobot. Cliffjumper dodged the shots before the energon exploded, the force of the explosion sending Cliffjumper flying into the wall.

As the smoke drifted into the air, two Vehicons dragged Cliffjumper to the warship.

A silver and dark grey Seeker stood in the command center. "The energon," he said bitterly, "it's worthless to me now." He turned to see the Vehicons dragging in a nearly burnt and beaten Cliffjumper.

"Scream... been a while," Cliffjumper coughed, "so... where's your master?"

"Nevermind him!" Starscream snapped, "I am my own master." With that, the Seeker slammed his digits into the left side of Cliffjumper's chestplates. "Any last questions?" The Seeker growled.

Cliffjumper let out a weak groan and when Starscream pulled his claws out, the Autobot fell to the floor limp.

Starscream stepped back, "clean that up."

◊◊◊◊

Once the Decepticon warship flew away, a ground bridge opened. Firestorm, Bulkhead, Arcee, Bumblebee, Primrose and Ratchet jumped out, their weapons out. Optimus came out last, his blasters out.

"An untapped energon deposit," Optimus said. "What's left of it," Bulkhead said.

"The first Decepticon activity we've seen in three years," Ratchet said. "That we know of," Firestorm huffed.

"If the Decepticons are scouting for energon, they may be preparing for his return," Optimus said gravely.

Primrose, Arcee and Bumblebee bounded down the wall of the ditch and to the bottom. Primrose looked around before she froze as she saw something.

Arcee followed her gaze and widened her optics. It was Cliffjumper's horn. She scooped it up into her servos, "no." Optimus walked up beside her before he looked to Ratchet, "Ratchet, can you track his position?"

Ratchet opened a mineature computer in his wrists. "No... Cliffjumper's signal... just went offline," he said gravely. Firestorm widened his optics.

"No," Primrose whimpered, "no." Arcee wrapped her arms around the young Prime, feeling despair in her spark.

◊◊◊◊

Starscream stood in the command center. A slender Decepticon Seeker with black and purple colors and a visor silently walked up to the other Seeker.

"Soundwave," Starscream said, "what is it?" "Like Jasper Nevada's a party? We're alone wherever we travel on this rock, Cliff," Soundwave recorded the conversation between Arcee and Cliffjumper before the red Autobot's death.

"Ah, the one called Arcee," Starscream said with a smirk, "why slay one Autobot when we still have the advantage of surprise?"

◊◊◊◊

"We must not allow our anger over the loss of Cliffjumper to impair our judgement," Optimus said as he and his teammates stood on the roof of the silo, "as of today, only we seven Autobots remain on this Earth. We owe it to ourselves, to the memory of Cybertron, to any Autobots in any galaxy seeking safe harbor, to humankind."

Primrose knelt down and placed a rose next to Cliffjumper's horn. "And we owe it to the memory of our fallen comrade to survive," Optimus said and he looked to Arcee, "Arcee."

"If Cliff's gone, standing around here sulking won't bring him back. So unless anyone minds, think I'll get back to protecting humankind," Arcee said bitterly as she walked away before she transformed into her vehicle form and drove away.

"Optimus, helping humans will only result in more tragedy," Ratchet said. "Your opinion is noted," Optimus said with a nod.

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In the busy part of Jasper, Nevada, a sixteen year old boy was working at a local fast food restaurant called KO Drive-In.

He had raven black hair and deep blue eyes. "Welcome to KO Drive-In where every patty's a knockout," the boy said in a bored tone, "may I take your order?"

"Uh, two super combos, extra fries," the customer said. "Okay, dos numeros twos," the boy said as he prepared the order, "anything else?"

"Yeah," the customer said, "some advice. How do I get an awesome job like yours?" Then the sixteen year old boy heard laughter in the background and his eyes narrowed.

"So that's two we're-not-as-funny-as-we-think-we-are combos with a side of bite me," Jack sniped.

The customer laughed before he realized what Jack had said, "what you say?"

"5.59, sir," Jack said, "at the window." When he said that, he turned away as the customer drove up, grabbed the bags and drove off, laughing.

"H-hey! You have to pay for that!" Jack said. However the customer didn't get far as a fourteen year old girl stood in the way. She had midnight black hair, light brown eyes and she didn't look happy.

"I suggest you pay my friend- even though I don't do violence, would you rather have your precious car vandalized?" The girl asked with a smirk.

The customer quickly backed his car up and paid Jack before he drove away. Jack gave the girl a thankful look, "thanks Paige."

"No problem Jack," Paige said with a soft smile, "you coming outside yet?"

Jack laughed softly and he nodded.

Arcee drove down the road, almost getting lost in her thoughts. She hadn't meant to leave her teammates behind.

Cliffjumper's death was really hard on her. First it was Tailgate, now it was Cliffjumper. Something caught her attention and she shifted her side mirror and saw two Vehicons driving after her.

"Twins," she said to herself before she sped up and drove over to the restaurant. She drove into a spot and watched as the two Vehicons drove past.

"Take five Sadie," she said once the hologram of the motorcyclist disappeared and she turned off her engine.

After a few moments, Jack walked out of the restaurant and his phone started to ring. He took it out of his back pocket and answered it. "Hi Mom," he said, "I just got off. No, I'm not going to the dance. Experience says I should never cut a rug; unless it's stolen carpet."

Paige smiled at Jack as she walked up beside him. She saw the motorcycle and went over to it.

"Be careful? Seriously? This is Jasper," Jack said with an amused smile. He paused in mid-step when he saw the motorcycle. "I love you," he said dreamily before he realized he was still on the phone, "uh, yeah, Mom. Love you too. Gotta run." He hung up and he hurried over to the motorcycle.

"Hello, beautiful," he said, "where have you been all my life?" Paige chuckled slightly as she looked the motorcycle over curiously. She squatted down in front of the motorcycle and gazed at it's headlights.

Something felt strange about this motorcycle. She didn't know what it was but she could almost feel it's presence surrounding hers. She could feel it's emotions.

She looked up at Jack as the sixteen year old mounted the motorcycle. "It may take a few KO paychecks but I am gonna own a ride like you someday," he said.

"Are you talking to your motorcycle?" He and Paige looked to see two girls laughing.

"U-uh, to my motorcycle? N-no," Jack stuttered, "but- to you, I am." He pressed his palm to his forehead in embarrassment, 'lame.'

"Smooth Darby. Smooth," Paige said with a slight smirk, earning a light glare from Jack. "So how's things, Sierra?" He asked the girl, "take you for a spin sometime?"

"C'mon, smooth operator," Arcee whispered as she kept her side mirror on the two arriving Vehicons, "wrap it up." Paige looked at Arcee for a moment before she sat behind Jack and placed her hand on his shoulder.

"You know my name?" Sierra asked. "We're in home room together," Jack said, "I'm Jack. Jack Darby." Lights shone in the teenagers' direction.

"Scrap," Arcee hissed. The two Decepticons drove towards the group. Sierra and her friend ran away. Arcee started her engine and drove towards the Vehicons. Jack shouted in fear. Paige shut her eyes tightly in fear and shock as Arcee sped past the Vehicons and she drove out onto the road.

"Do not let go," Arcee said to Jack and Paige. "Who said that!?" Jack shouted, freaked out.

"Commander Starscream, target sighted, acocmpan by two human youths," one of the troops said. "Destroy them all!" Starscream ordered.

When Arcee had Jack and Paige safe in an alleyway, she finally stopped and let the two off. "What are you?" Jack asked, stepping back.

"I don't exist," Arcee hissed, "tell anyone about me and I will hunt you down."

Paige widened her eyes slightly before she ran away with Jack quickly following. Arcee drove out of the alleyway and the Vehicons drove after her.

One of them turned down the alleyway. "Scrap!" Arcee said. In the process, she jumped over the oncoming vehicon before turning the corner. In the alley, Jack and Paige were running. Jack grabbed Paige's hand so she could keep up.

"We don't even know her!" Jack shouted at the Decepticon that was chasing them. "What do you want with us!?" Paige shouted.

Arcee drove past the Decepticon and up beside Jack and Paige, "hop on!" Once the two did just that, Arcee sped ahead of the two Vehicons.

Once Arcee was on a highway, the Decepticons followed in pursuit and started to shoot at the Autobot femme.

"Why are those guys shooting at us!?" Jack asked nervously. "There's no us, kid," Arcee said firmly, "and there are no guys."

Bumblebee joined them on the highway and rammed into the Decepticons. After skidding around the highway a little bit, Bumblebee regained control and immediately went to follow Arcee.

"Friend of yours?" Paige asked curiously. "Family," Arcee corrected.

◊◊◊◊

Under the bridge in Jasper, Nevada, a young boy was racing a toy car around by himself. As he had fun with his remote control car, his phone rang, which he immediately answered.

"Hey Mama," he said, "racing right up the street. Okay. Just five more minutes?" He hung up and started to drive his toy car around.

Arcee drove over the bridge and landed a few yards away from Raf who dropped his remote in surprise. "Whoa," he said.

"You have no idea," Jack sighed. Raf walked over to Jack and Paige. Paige got off of Arcee's vehicle form and let out a breath of relief.

The sound of revving engine caught the kids' attention as the two Decepticons drove over to them. Paige widened her eyes slightly and she pulled Raf close protectively.

Arcee transformed into her bipedal form. Jack, Paige and Raf hurried to the side.

"This ends here, Cons," Arcee said and she charged at the two Vehicons. That's when the fight started.

"Wh-what are they?" Raf asked. "Talking cars that turn into robots," Jack said, "or the other way around."

Arcee punched one of the Vehicons multiple times, "this. Is. For. Cliff!" Her punches didn't seem to phase the Vehicon as he looked at her.

She stepped back before she started to dodge the Vehicon's blaster shots by doing backflips. There was one she couldn't dodge as one of the shots hit her right in the abdomen, sending her skidding back across the ground.

The Vehicons walked towards her only to stop when Bumblebee jumped down and attacked the two. He punched the closest Vehicon next to him before he kicked the other away. He walked forward until there was a loud crunch under his pede, causing him to pause in surprise. Looking down, he lifted his pede and saw Raf's crushed toy car.

"Sorry about that," he said, looking to the kids. "No problem. Really," Raf said.

Suddenly Bumblebee was shot, the force of the shot sending him flying back and landing on the ground. He pushed himself up only for one of the Vehicons to slam their pede on the back of his helm. The scout turned towards them and they aimed their blasters at him.

"No!" Paige shouted. "Leave him alone!" Raf shouted angrily. Bumblebee and the vehicons turned towards them.

"Please?" Raf squeaked. "Bad call," Jack said. One of the Vehicons walked towards the three. "Go! Go!" Paige exclaimed and she quickly ushered Raf to run ahead with her and Jack quickly following.

The three climbed into a storm drain and continued to run as the Vehicon reached towards them. Suddenly the Vehicon was pulled away from the storm drain. Bumblebee peeked into the storm drain. "You kids alright?" "Thank you," Paige and Raf said in unison.

"No problem," the scout said before he quickly left to help Arcee.

"Don't look back," Jack said. "What did we just see?" Raf asked. "No idea and I'm not sure I wanna find out," Jack said.

The fight between the Decepticons, Bumblebee and Arcee continued. One of the Vehicons punched Bumblebee hard, sending him flying back next to Arcee who quickly knelt down to help the scout.

The Decepticons walked towards the two Autobots only to stop when a green Lamborghini LM002 drove towards Arcee and Bumblebee. He transformed into his bipedal form, standing beside his comrades, "who's ready to rumble?"

The Vehicons looked at each other before they transformed into their vehicle forms and drove away.

Bumblebee bent forward, placing his servos on his knees in exhaustion. Arcee looked to Bulkhead, "what took you?"

"Traffic," Bulkhead said with a shrug.

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At the base, Arcee was explaining the events to Optimus. "And the Cons would've been scrap metal if I wasn't distracted by the human," she said.

"Human?" The Prime repeated. "Two boys and one girl," Bumblebee said.

"I guess the other one caught us in action? I don't know. Was a little busy at the time," Arcee said, crossing her arms over her chestplates.

"If the Decepticons are targeting us, anyone perceived as our ally will be at great risk," Optimus said. "Well this will be interesting," Firestorm said, leaning against the wall.

◊◊◊◊

At the school, Jack walked down the stairs and he looked towards Raf and Paige who waved at him. Jack hurried over to the two, "guys, hey. Look, let's just forget this ever happened okay? Keep this between us?"

"I honestly doubt that'll happen," Paige said and a honk caught her and Raf's attention. "Jack," Raf said happily.

"Oh not again," Jack groaned as Bumblebee drove up beside them and opened his door.

"You two, get inside," he said. "It wants us to get in," Jack said.

"No. Just me and Paige," Raf said. "How do you know that?" Jack asked, surprised.

"He said so," Paige said. "What!?" Jack gasped. "Yours is over there," Raf said, gesturing to Arcee who was parked on the other side of the street.

"Yeah, I really don't think-" "How's it going?" Raf asked as he and Paige climbed into Bumblebee's venicle form.

"Wh-hey! Stop!" Jack protested but Bumblebee was already driving down the road. The sixteen year old boy frowned before he sent a glare towards Arcee and walked away.

A fifteen year old girl sat on the stair, drawing a sketch of Arcee. "Coolest bike ever," she said. Her phone rang and she picked it up. "Host parents? Ignore," she said with a huff as she closed her phone and continued her drawing.

When she looked up, Arcee was gone. She groaned in disappointment before she saw the motorcycle drive down the road. She quickly got up and ran to follow it.

In an alleyway, Arcee drove up and stopped in front of Jack. "Relax. I just want to talk to you," she said.

"Don't you mean you and your new friend?" Jack asked. "Kid, there's a lot you don't understand," Arcee said, making Sadie disappear.

"I get it, I get it," Jack said quickly, stepping back, "the first rule about robot fight club is you don't talk about robot fight club." He turned and started walking away and much to his dismay, Arcee began to follow him.

"What you need to understand is that I don't want any crazy, talking robots following me around trying to get me killed!" Jack snapped. Arcee transformed into her bipedal form, kneeling down, "look. Jack, is it? Your personal safety is exactly why Optimus Prime requested your presence."

"O-Optimus who?" Jack asked, confused. "You may be in danger because you are one of the few- one of the only who have ever seen us," Arcee said.

"Dude, what're you waiting for?" They both looked to see Miko standing next to the corner, looking excited. "Go with!" She said.

"Scrap," Arcee sighed.

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Arcee and Bumblebee drove down the road. Miko was cheering loudly in Jack's ear, much to his and Arcee's annoyance.

"And why exactly are we bringing her?" Jack asked. "Rules," Arcee said. The two Autobots drove down the road and sped past the stop sign.

"Whoa!" Jack yelled in surprise and fear. A rock slab slid down and the two Autobots drove into the base. They drove down a tunnel and into a large room.

"Whoa," Jack and Miko gasped. "Cool," Raf said. "Amazing," Paige said.

Bumblebee stopped and Raf and Paige stepped out of his vehicle form, allowing him to transform. "I thought there were three," Ratchet said.

"Haven't you heard? Humans multiply," Arcee said sarcastically. Paige looked at Arcee then at Firestorm and Primrose.

"I'm Raf," Raf said to Miko. "I'm Miko," she said as she ran up to Bulkhead, "who're you?"

"Bulkhead," Bulkhead said nervously. "Are you a car? I bet you're a truck- a monster truck! Do you like heavy metal? How much do you weigh? Ever use a wrecking ball as a punching bag?" Miko asked eagerly.

Primrose chuckled softly. "So if you guys aren't robots, who made you?" Raf asked. Ratchet scoffed, "puh-lease."

Paige couldn't help but frown and she tensed up when there were heavy, rumbling footsteps. She turned to see Optimus Prime walking over to them.

"We are Autonomous Robotic Organisms from the planet Cybertron. Also known as Autobots," he said. "Why are you here?" Jack asked.

"To protect your planet from the Decepticons," Primrose said as she walked up beside Optimus.

"The jokers who tried to bump us off last night," Arcee clarified. "Okay... why are they here?" Jack asked.

Optimus knelt down so he could be a comforting sight to the humans, "a fair question, Jack. In part, they are here because our planet is uninhabitable; ravaged by centuries of civil war."

"Why were you fighting a war?" Raf asked. "Foremost, over the control of their world's supply of Energon, the lifeblood of all Autobots and Decepticons alike. The combat was fierce and endured for centuries," Optimus said, "In the begining I fought alongside one who I considered a brother. But in war, ideals can be corrupted. And it was thus that Megatron lost his way."

"Is there gonna be a quiz?" Miko sighed and she grunted as Paige lightly elbowed her in the arm.

"So what does Megatron or any of this have to do with us?" Jack asked.

"Megatron has not been seen or heard from in some time," Optimus said, "but if his return is imminent, as I fear, it could be catastrophic."

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"Those transmissions are aminating from deep space. I would hate to waste the Energon," Starscream sighed, "unless you are absolutely certain." Soundwave nodded his helm in confirmation. Echo looked at her brother then at Starscream.

"Then lock on transmission coordinates and activate the space bridge," Starscream said.

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In the darkness of deep space, a space bridge opened up. In mere seconds, a silver and purple jet flew out of the space bridge and transformed into his bipedal form.

"DECEPTICONS! I have returned," Megatron said with a triumphant grin.

[signaturedish]

Can we have a what if adult femme Harry met Skywarp first?

Ooh Skywarp, huh? I’m curious why you’d choose him. I don’t see him getting a lot of attention usually. 

I kind of did a meet-cute thing. Hope you don’t mind it’s not really a summary.

He’s the chaotic neutral of the main three Decepticon seekers. Unruly, a prankster no matter what side you’re on, and very hard to keep on track. Dealing with him during those independent Allspark/Megatron searches must’ve been a nightmare. 

He’s happy with who he is though, fun is hard to come by and he’s not going to let stuffy superiors and grim veterans drag him down. The war has been going on past the point of even caring to remember, what does it matter if he doesn’t join the billionth patrol or dumps an Autobot down a storm drain rather than a hundred-foot drop? It keeps the monotony away.

He’s happy with who he is, even if he’s pretty sure he’s gonna die in some stupid way all alone without anyone who really understood him.

Until he meets the heir to the marauders. 

He hadn’t been wandering the Earth for more than a week (mostly to annoy Starscream who wanted them in formation dammit) when he picks up the weirdest chatter. From a dam filled with itty bitty humans who were too dumb to replicate a cry for help, far fainter than it should’ve been given the assumed levels to a human dam. 

He’s got nothing better to do (muting the indignant shrieking across his trinebond) so he sends a quick acknowledgment and loops back to find out what’s going on. 

What’s going on is that some poor bastard even thicker than Skywarp got stuck in some dingy human lab, apparently. They scrambled him good, too. Not a clue whether he’s Decepticon or Autobot, Primus, not a clue whether he’s a seeker or a grounder. How do you mix those up?? 

He spends way too long lying shamelessly to the unlucky bot, gleeful at how many reactions he can get out of him. Skywarp isn’t the fastest missile in the arsenal and it’s a treat to be around someone even more clueless than he is. Telling him filthy curses were polite greetings, telling him Autobots all have laser-optics, telling him Megatron was a hundred feet tall, it was a riot!

Around the time he’s convinced him Soundwave is the name of an STD, however, the dynamic shifts. 

He gave something away, he always does. Long games are no fun when it’s just him laughing. The other guy- who apparently got tricked by someone else into believing his designation is Hay-ree-ett, ew- wised up, started asking sharper questions, started poking holes in the flimsy story he was being fed.

Started teasing back.

“I guess you’d know all about STDs, huh.”

Hay-ree-ett was irritated with him, no doubt about it, but that didn’t quell a certain devilish glee in taking the piss out of Skywarp that bordered on playful. Probably wasn’t a goody goody Autobot either, not with just how much sarcasm came pouring out of that comm unit.

“What I look like? A hundred feet tall with laser eyes, why?"

Wasn’t even panicking, either, a solid spark underneath all those errors, definitely. Sure, a surprisingly well-constructed slew of insults slipped out in every other sentence for how useless Skywarp was, but the bot wasn’t begging for assistance or demanding straight answers. He bitched about his situation, gamely roasted all of Skywarp’s hair-brained suggestions, and bitched some more.

Skywarp had been burning through his fuel for over an hour when he realized he’d taken shine to the stupid bot. Not a whole lot of Decepticons outside his trine could hold his attention that long without getting boring. 

It was worth a little chewing out later, right?

So with a quick warning ping to Starscream that had long since become the Skywarp Screw Up Signal and a mischievous cackle commed to his newest victim, Skywarp tipped his nose down and teleported.

A couple dozen levels of concrete lead to a wide-open warehouse if Hay-ree-ett was to be believed, not too far for a portal even if the lack of sights was risky. 

Sure enough, in a crackle of energon, the world went dim and steel walls encroached on his wings and he was going way too fast-

He only lightly smacked into a wall of storage containers, switching to peds to stick the landing in a cacophony of shrieking metal.

“Hey there, fragger.”

A surprisingly smooth voice synthesizer lit up with an audible smile and Skywarp wheeled around to find a short nimble bot in shades of gold stuck in a human box. He was sat comfortably in the middle, narrow, downward-pointed wings splayed out behind him.

“If you wanted to join me, all you had to do was ask,” Bright green optics twinkled up at him, “I’ll even scoot over, we can share the box.”

Skywarp sneered, excitement nipping at his heels as he circled around the other bot. “Maybe I just wanted to laugh at you from a better seat. Would be pretty funny if I shook this thing, right? Like a giant rattle.”

No fear, not even a subtle flick of wings. “Go right ahead, it’ll be even funnier when these scientists catch you because you’ve dented your own wings being a moron.”

Oh yeah, the humans. Screaming and scattering like an overturned anthill underfoot. Skywarp let them run, they weren’t interesting.

“How have we not met before,” He wondered, activating his blaster. He intentionally set his auto-targeting on the gold bot and had the pleasure of watching green optics snap open wide as he threw himself out of the way of the first blast. It scorched the box, but didn’t crack it. He fired again, right for Hay-ree-ett’s face. 

“Guess I was luckier than I thought,” Hay-ree-ett snapped, rolling and ducking as spiderweb cracks appeared and tiny plastic shards sprayed the floor around them.

Seeker build, he decided, with enough agility that the bot probably wasn’t designed for damage or defense.

Specialized designs like that didn’t last long outside well-rounded trines, so there’s a lead if some other Decepticon wants to bother figuring out who Hay-ree-ett actually is. 

Didn’t have weapons either, not that it stopped him. Skywarp clapped when Hay-ree-ett executed a strong kick right to the center of smoldering plastic, finally shattering a hole large enough for him to climb out of. 

Then a human scorched him with frost and it was a blur from there.

Screaming, blasting, sprinting, struts numb and aching. Finally, lift-off. 

He went careening to the right, horribly off-balance as Hay-ree-ett clung tightly to his frame without permission couldn’t he fly and threatened to send him crashing back into the hoses of paralyzing ice. Guess that answered how the humans managed to nab a presumably unscrambled bot in the first place.

Hay-ree-ett wasn’t coming off anytime soon and he certainly wasn’t going to end up in a box right alongside him, so he threw open a portal and warped mere inches from the ground.

The desert sprang open around them, flat sand and low rolling hills spread lazily out in all directions as the setting sun lit everything on fire. It stalled his processor, the difference was so abrupt. 

Once he’d settled a little, calmly noting his struts were warming and returning to normal, appreciative of the lack of human screaming and tightly enclosed human spaces. 

Then he transformed midflight and allowed his unwanted passenger to slip right off his wings.

He meant to get a little revenge watching the bot smack into a cactus plant and scratch that pretty gold paint, but apparently the virus was one step ahead of him, because Skywarp was yanked by the ped right along with him and their combined, uncontrolled fall sent both tumbling harmlessly into the sand.

“What the frag,” Skywarp whined, kicking at a bush as sand got into every crevice, “Do you get dumped off seekers that often?”

Hay-ree-ett scowled down at him, already on his peds and glittering in the light, it wasn’t fair that he was so pretty too. 

“No, you just remind me of a set of tricky bastards who’d do the exact same thing.”

Hay-ree-ett softened then, unexpectedly, “well, one tricky bastard now. But you seem like just as much trouble as both of them at once.”

But Skywarp wasn’t listening anymore.

Because he just realized how much of a massive moron he was.

This wasn’t a surprisingly short, surprisingly pretty, surprisingly soft-spoken seeker. 

The information danced mocking circles overheard, parading the conclusion he hadn’t reached while screwing around under the dam.

Glittering gold, lightweight and compactly constructed. Long struts and heavily armored hips. Short torso and rounded breastplate. Clearly crafted with the sole mission of making a bot impossible to hit in the skies. 

His energon pump halted routine, he couldn’t feel it past the scorching shock and embarrassment coursing through every microchip in his frame.

Then, because Primus was cruel, his crackling vocal synthesizer activated on its own.

“You’re a femme?!”

...

And from there we get dumb but fun-loving prankster Skywarp silently dying the sad awkward death of something who never figured out how to breathe while looking at their crush while seeker goddess Harriet finds herself horrifically charmed by this strange extra Weasley twin in a giant robot’s body. 

Hope you liked it!

[zenxenophilia]

Hi there~ Is there any way to make the Cons flustered?

There is if you play your cards right.  ;)  (I went with the TFP crew.  I hope that’s alright.)

Megatron:  It’d bepretty hard to get this mech flustered, tbh. He’s been around the block a few times, so to speak, so there’s not awhole lot that catches him off guard anymore. He’s really good at making you flustered though, raising an approvingoptic ridge or flashing you a dangerous smirk as he walks by.  However, if you were to express genuineaffection towards him, without actually flirting, he might be a bit… at a lossfor words.  He’s used to being feared, orbeing showered with meaningless praise from his lackeys, but to hear you saysuch wonderful things about him, and genuinely mean them… well it’s… nice…

Starscream:  It’ssurprisingly easy to get this boy all hot and bothered, if you know how.  Being sweet won’t work with him like it wouldfor Megs (he’ll just scoff and roll his optics), you gotta play dirty. ;)  Casually brush your hand across his wingswhile pretending to be reaching for something else.  Call him “Lord Starscream” while dragging outhis name in a sensual purr.  He honestlywon’t know what to do with himself.  Andif you wanted to be particularly devious, stroke your fingers over the base ofhis wings while whispering “All hail, Starscream” in his audials.  (His cooling fans would probably break.)  

Soundwave:  Youprobably wouldn’t even know if he was feeling flustered or not.  You would have to pay extra close attentionto his body language.  He’s more inclinedto get flustered over you being cute, rather than if you tried to intentionallyget him riled up.  You wouldn’t know itat the time, but he’d be silently fawning over how darn adorable you were.  Another way to fluster this mech would be toacknowledge all the hard work he does. Pay him a genuine compliment, and there’s a good chance his vents willkick in.  He might also flash a heartacross his visor, if you two were in private.

Knock Out:  You reallyhave your work cut out for you here. Knock Out’s a good looking mech, and he knows it.  He’s pretty much heard and seen it all.  He doesn’t get flustered; he gets otherpeople flustered.  And oh boy, does thismech know how to get you hot under the collar! All he has to do is shoot you a devilish wink and a smile and you’ll beflushing up to your ears.  However, thereis one thing you can do to get him to drop his defenses.  The next time he starts going on abouthimself, tell him sincerely, and without any sarcasm that you think he’s prettyremarkable.  He’ll kind of stop and just…freeze for a second, before coughing and awkwardly changing the subject.  (That wasn’t a blush by any chance, was itDoctor?)

Breakdown:  It is soridiculously easy to get this guy to blush, it’s almost funny (scratch that, it’sdefinitely funny!)  Whistle at him as hewalks by.  Sway your hips and shoot himthe smolder when you enter a room.  “Hey,handsome.  Looking good today.  Fresh wax?” If you “accidentally” drop something, bend down at pick it up…slowly.  You’ll hear his cooling fanskick in from the other side of the room, while he tries (unsuccessfully) tocover them with a cough.  Depending onhow devious you feel like being, you might shoot him an innocent look ofconcern.  “Breakdown, what’s thematter?  Are you not feeling well?  Maybe you should go see Knock Out?”  He’ll flush and practically bolt out of theroom.  Knock Out thinks it’s hilarious.  (He’s taught you well.)

Dreadwing:  He’s definitelyan old fashioned gentlemech, so any flirting you do definitely gets him just abit flustered.  In fact, the lessintentionally seductive you are, the more likely he is to get all hot andbothered.  You decide to dress up a bitthat day?  He flushes at how pretty youlook.  You burst out laughing atsomething random?  He can’t handle howcute you are!  Compliments are definitelyanother good way to get him to blush. Tell him how impressive he was during that last mission.  Tell him how strong and brave (and handsome)he is.  His entire frame overheats at theunexpected praise.

Airachnid:  She has an unfair habit of turning everything you try back onto you.  If you start flirting with her, her optics will gleam wickedly and she’ll immediately reciprocate, purring scandalous advances and praise into your ears until you feel your face go beet red.  If you try to flirt with her physically (swaying your hips, gentle touches, etc.) she’ll snag you in a thin strand of web and pull you close.  “If you wanted me that badly, my dear, you could have just asked.”  (That’s not fair, Airachnid!  You were the one supposed to get all flustered!)

Shockwave:  He’s not the type to get flustered.  It’s almost not even worth the effort.  He won’t even realize that you’re flirting with him at first.  “Why are you winking?  Is there something in your eye?  Do you require assistance?”  Eventually, you’ll get frustrated at his lack off awareness and straight-up tell him what going on.  His optic widens ever so slightly and his audial fins twitch upward like a curious kitten.  “Oh,” he says simply, clearly surprised, and then goes back to whatever he was doing without pushing the issue.  You smirk triumphantly.  It’s not the reaction you were hoping for, but you’ll take what you can get.

[trashtfcanons]

Hi, Congrats on the new blog! Could I request some headcanons for TFP Soundwave/Shockwave/human? (I hope poly is ok? I didn't see anything either way in the rules)

♡Thanks so much!♡ Whoops another thing I forgot to add! Yeah I’m definitely totally fine with poly~ I might have a little trouble writing it, but I’m down to try.

I present: giant faceless boyfriends ~Tell me how I did

-Being aboard a monstrous alien vessel, some would think that your life is uncomfortable; constantly having to side step and keep an eye out for yourself at every turn. This could not be further from the truth.

-As the ‘waves spend their workdays on separate parts of the ship, so you stay with each of them on alternating days. The other will always try to find some time or make some excuse to visit you both.

-Soundwave will rarely ever let your feet touch the floor in his presence, you are always perched on his shoulder or somewhere in his direct line of sight, as he is very protective of you. When he is not around to carry you or watch you, Lazerbeak is tasked with keeping you safe and providing a constant video feed to him, even when you are with Shockwave in his lab. No one but himself, Shockwave, and Lazerbeak are allowed to even touch you, in fact - Though you find that rule to be ridiculous, as you have a pretty good relationship with most Vehicons aboard the ship*.

-You had heard rumours that Lazerbeak was nothing more than a mindless drone, but you know this is definitely not the case; the bird-like bot always seems to react to your touch with a certain guarded gentleness, you pet him often as a result and he seems to enjoy it very much. Sometimes he brings you trinkets from recon missions, small crystals and interesting looking objects that you like to place on a personal shelf in your shared habsuite. (I’m here for hoverboard friend Lazerbeak who’s with me?)

-The cell signal may be scrambled aboard the Nemesis, but this doesn’t mean you can’t listen to your saved music. Soundwave will often access it, so that you two can listen to it together. You even make an activity of finding out what songs he likes best; he’ll let out a low hum in agreement when you find a song he particularly enjoys, or a small mechanical whine when it’s time for you to switch. You both prefer you playlists to include a mixture of upbeat techno, bass-heavy rock, and some sort of odd concoction of the two. He’ll never admit it, but he has a soft spot for Rihanna and other similar pop music, so you make sure to keep Disturbia and Good Night Gotham in your music queue. When they come on, Soundwave’s visor lights up with audio reactive visuals, which seem to put you in some kind of trance as you watch the colourful lines move and react in synch with the beat. These are one of his favourite moments with you, and you don’t notice it, but he’ll often pause his work to observe your face intensely as the light reflects off of it.  

-As a joke, sometimes you play ‘Guys My Age’ by Hey Violet just to get a funny reaction out of Soundwave, who never knows how to process the lyrics and your purpose for playing them.

-Time to time a completely new playlist of compiled songs you’ve never heard before will appear on your phone, the title of the playlist will always be an emoji that reminds him of you, like a crown, a flower, or all the extra-looking heart emojis, you find it adorable.

-Your time with Shockwave is always a learning experience. He’s been trying to teach you how to speak and read in certain important Cybertronian dialects as of late, and you’ve surprisingly been learning quite quickly. You often pick up words as you watch him work at his terminal, and you’ll ask what they mean after trying to pronounce them a couple times. Even if you can’t understand the science of his work, and he knows this, he’ll try to explain it to you the best he can, and you always listen intently. There’s something priceless about how your face lights up in wonderment while you drink in his every word. Though he isn’t one for projecting emotions, he finds it extremely heartwarming that you take such great interest in his work and culture.

-You try practicing your Cybertronian with the Vehicons in the rare moments you get to speak with them unnoticed, and though you have a heavy accent and use all the wrong inflections they appreciate it greatly. 

-Shockwave likes to shower you in luxuries, you never quite understand how he gets his hands on diamonds and other pretty precious stones half your size, or yards of fabric that are so soft and silky they are other-worldly, but you always show your appreciation by leaving small kisses on the side of his face when he puts you on his shoulder. He loves these very much, and will often point out that they are illogical yet very enjoyable.

-Once you had gotten a seasonal allergy between Winter and Spring, and despite you assuring your giant worried boyfriends that you were fine, there was no lack of panic between them. Soundwave had kept you wrapped in fluffy blankets the entire day, as close to him as possible for observation and warmth, while Shockwave spent the day researching humans and your symptoms, almost breaking his calm collected character for a moment after reading a WebMD article (before deeming it as unreliable and therefore illogical of course). Shockwave now keeps an entire drugstore-worth of Earth medicines hidden in his lab, he never told you how he had gotten his hands on it all, and you won’t dare to ask.

-Though you do have your own appropriately-size bed in your shared habsuite, you never really use it. You always take your pick of where to set up a blanket nest between the wave’s at the end of the day. Soundwave has a habit of wrapping his tentacles around his S/O’s while they sleep, most of the time one is curled around you and the other around Shockwave’s waist.