#fictionmindset

[specialagentlokitty]

Sherlock x reader - small injuries

Do you allow asks that were sent when requests were closed? If so, could you do a platonic one for Sherlock where the reader is getting an important piece of evidence but is hurt. She brings the evidence to Sherlock trying to hide that she got hurt. (If you don’t want to, I comply understand since I did request it when they were closed so that was my fault) - @fictionmindset 💜

You looked at the piece of clothing on the other side of the large gate.

You had noticed it earlier, but when trying to get one of the officers attention they refused to give you the time of day.

So you decided you were going to go by yourself and get it, but you realised that there was no other way to get it aside from climbing the fence.

Sighing you rolled up your sleeves and tried to find the easiest way, which was next to impossible but you found some piled up dirt to climb to so you did.

You climbed over the dirt, then you carefully sat on the edge of the fence and slowly lowered yourself down just enough to jump.

Stumbling a few steps, you regained your balance and carried on walking until you reached the clothing you had found and you picked it up, stoving it into a plastic bag, you stuffed it into your normal bag and put it back on your back.

You began to looked for a way to get back out, and you decided to just climb back out since it was faster.

But you weren’t expecting to get caught on the top and you hissed in pain as you dropped down and looked at your leg.

It didn’t seem to rip the jeans, but as you limped back to your car you still decided to check you leg and there was a large shallow cut going across your leg, bleeding slightly.

It wasn’t bad but it hurt like hell.

Driving back to the flat, you made you way up the stairs and wondered in, trying to hide your limp.

“Sherlock, great your back. Here.”

You tossed him the bag and he looked at you.

“You found something.”

“Yeah, it’ll help with case. And since you had me up all night I’m going to bed.”

You turned around to go to your flat downstairs.

“Why are you limping?” Sherlock called.

“I’m not!”

You wondered down the stairs to your own flat, grabbed a quick shower, checked your leg over and went to bed.

What woke you up was something touching your leg, so out of instinct you kicked them and you heard a heavy thud.

Sitting up, you turned the lamp on and looked at the floor and sighed.

“Sherlock what the hell?”

“I knew you were hurt, so I waited for you to go to sleep so I could look.”

“Sherlock that’s weird.”

He got up, rubbing his side where you kicked him and back down on the chair and held out his hand.

“It’s not even that bad.”

“Then let me see.”

“It’s my leg.”

“And it’s hurt, and you’re stubborn and I know you’re not going to get it checked out.”

You both stared at each other.

“I’ll call John.”

You put your leg on his lap and he grinned at you before carefully inspecting it and cleaning it.

“I’m changing my locks.”

“I’ll still get it.”

“I’ll have you done for trespassing.”

“No you wouldn’t.”

You looked at sherlock and rolled your eyes at him.

“I don’t know why I’m friends with you.”

“Because you’re life would be utterly boring if you weren’t and you wouldn’t ever leave your flat.”

You shrugged a little knowing he was right, but you refused to admit to him you had hurt you ankle as well.

He maybe know about your leg but you were never going to admit to him it wasn’t just your leg you hurt

[liaswritesrobots]

(This one is kind of inspired by the anon who wanted the one you were uncomfortable with but I had it a bit less angsts but still kind of sad so I hope that’s alright, if not feel free to ignore it)

Could there be a platonic one for tfp where the reader has just moved to Jasper from a larger city and is missing the way things were and Optimus, Arcee and Bulkhead try to help the reader adjust to the change?

Again, you don’t have to write it if you don’t want to.

Optimus Prime

🚛 Optimus knows what it's like to be homesick so he understands as soon as you start talking about missing city life.

🚛 He tries to help you focus on things you do like about the town, and will reassure you that you will get to see your home again someday.

🚛 He will gladly sit and listen to you talk about your home city any time. Especially if knows it helps you feel better.

🚛 He offers to take you back to your home city via space bridge when he has the time to.

Arcee

🏍️ She knows the feeling of homesickness all too well, and though hers is planets away, she understands that being even days or weeks worth of a drive can be a lot to a human.

🏍️ She offers to take you on a ride through town anytimw you're feeling really homesick. Whether you wanna talk or not on that ride is up to you.

🏍️ She'll listen to you talk about your home city and tell you she thinks some of it sounds pretty nice.

🏍️ If you ever wanna take a quiet road trip, she's definitely your gal. If you bring up wanting to just ride the roads in Jasper for hours she's up for it.

Bulkhead

🥊 He tells you it's ok to be homesick, he is too, but you should also go something to like about the new place.

🥊 He'll help you find it too, whether it's long drives or just cruising around town, he'll offer to drive you.

🥊 He also listens when you wanna vent or brag about the city. He thinks it sounds hectic but kinda fun.

🥊 He likes to take you and Miko not for a ride at the same time, that way you get to bond with them and you and Miko can talk about your homes.

[elsewhereuniversity]

What do you do is one of the fairy folk starts becoming your friend? Is it a good idea to befriend one of them?

Sure, if you’re reasonably certain its friendship is offered in good faith.

[fischotterkunst]

I saw your post about being in a bad mood and not wanting to do commissions, your mental health is important and you should take all the time you need.

ahh thank you...its really not something i should need a break over but tbh im still exhausted from my previous semester of university i think

that, and i really need the money right now ;m;

[leaderofteamprime]

Optimus, how would you react to a reader who wears a lot of purple as purple/pink is a colour combination that she likes and liked it even before meeting them?

"I would let them enjoy their style, perhaps compliment them if they’re wearing a nice outfit. Just because I do not wish to wear a color does not mean I will police what others wear.”

[fandomlife-confessions]

I know there’s a lot of argument on your feed and I just wanted to tell everyone that arguing will not help anyone. You want to discuss the issue then discuss it not name call. (To be clear, you seem to be handling it well but it’s a good reminder for anyone, I just saw some angry anonymous messages and that’s what I am referring to)

Anonymous said: Nac. It’d be nice if your followers didn’t get their ideas of what’s racist and bigoted from fucking mtv decoded LMAO!!! Stay strong mod because once again you’re classy, awesome and FUCKING RIGHT!!

First of all, no one’s ever called me classy before.

Secondly, people are always arguing here. When I started this blog, I didn’t realize that it meant that people would attack me personally for stuff. (Although, the arguments that have been going on today are my fault. I started it and I’ll admit that). But either way, I wouldn’t keep running this blog if I couldn’t handle it.

Ultimately, it helps knowing that I hold all the power. If I get messages in my inbox of people wanting to argue and I don’t want to deal with it, I can just delete the messages outright and then…argument over.

Like magic

[nursejunedarby]

⭐️ who is the most difficult member of the Autobots for you to get along with?

(( Star Honesty Meme (Accepting) ))

“Wheeljack and Ultra Magnus. I just have not been able to spend much time with either of them, and they are on almost exact opposite ends of the personality spectrum of the team.”

[imababblekat]

Imagine The Bot’s Defending You When Teased For Your Speech Impediment

(A/N: I don’t mind writing human characters at all! However, I only do three characters for headcannons. I did try to get a bit of his view/reaction in here though anyways! :3)

Character For Ask:

Tfp Optimus/TfpBulkhead/Tfp Ultra Magnus

~

Optimus:

Optimus is as polite as ever when introduced to Fowlers apprentice, welcoming them with the statement of looking forward to working together

as Fowler continues to inform Optimus of the duties this new person will take on, Optimus is soon distracted by the rapid call of his name

he turns to see you, all wide eyed and happy smiles, exclaiming to him about how you passed your entrance exams

the Prime smiles, being patient to hear you finish the good news even when you'd stutter

once finished Optimus congratulates you, saying he knew you would do great, when he remembers the two other people with you and decides to introduce

you smile, still happy and ecstatic and greet the new person, only to have them raise a brow and correct your words

the gleaming expression leaves your face and you turn to Optimus asking what you had said wrong

the Autobot leaders face falls into one of disappointment, seeing the smirk and devious glint in the apprentice eyes

he's not sure why they falsely claimed you spoke wrong, maybe because you had incorrectly interrupted, but either way he is not tolerating of such behavior

the new member is left taken aback when Optimus reprimands them, tone very serious and disapproving

they're lucky the large mech is willing to give second chances, because from the way he spoke, they know they've just made a horrible first impression

Bulkhead:

as always, Fowler finds Bulkhead jamming out along aside Moko when he introduces them to his new apprentice

the huge bot says high with a wave, while Miko bombards them with a million questions, to which the Wrecker can only give them a sympathetic smile

the new member is saved when you come rushing in, holding two cd's in hand

you go on to proudly tell your two best buds that you were able to order the last limited edition disc from your favorite band

they both celebrate with you, Miko a little more so, but neither say anything about how you mixed up the words for one of the song titles

Agent Fowler steps in to introduce you to the new apprentice, who you've just noticed and greet with an apology

the corner of their mouth quirks and the hand you had extended lowers when they correct you on your speech

turning to your friends to ask what you had mixed up, the person is lucky Bulkheads the one who stepped up to say something and not MIko, because both of them know you haven't said a single thing wrong in your friendly greeting

Bulkhead's optic ridges are narrowed and he tells them they shouldn't mess with others like that, especially someone they will be working alongside with

the apprentice is left stuttering out an apology of their own, eyes low and feeling the burning gaze of not only Fowler, but Miko and Bulkheads as well

Ultra Magnus:

Ultra Magnus to begin with always had a problem with your speech impediment

it wasn't until one of the kids explained to him what a speech impediment was that he laid off, and began correcting you as a way to help rather than as a way of being irritated

when introduced to Fowlers apprentice, Magnus is strictly professional, taking in quiet appreciation for the salute he's given by the new team member

Fowler see's you walk by as his apprentice continued to tell Magnus the hard work they did to get here and how it's an honor to be able to work with him and his team

calling you over Fowler introduces you to his apprentice, that of whom eyes you and ask how you got to be a part of Team Prime

after joyously explaining the incident at a water park, causing you to meet the Autobots, the new person glares before correcting you on your words

you falter from talking about the memory of meeting your family like friends, and look up to Magnus for some help on what you said wrong

Ultra Magnus of all people would know if you messed up in your speech, that of which you have not

the new apprentice is given the chill of a life time when Magnus glares down at them and gets after them for such irresponsible behavior, and that he will not tolerate such misconduct among his team, especially coming from a new member

~xXx~

[uwuprime]

@fictionmindset 🥺🥺🥺 Thanks so much for your concern! I don't feel obligated to to anything, scout's honor! 😅 If anything, it's a low-exertion outlet for me rn that I'm VERY grateful for. Most of my typical "distractions" are things I can't currently do, so being able to do something fun and creative is a big help right now! ^^

[qupshalfempty]

99 “You’re not crazy.” Platonic! With Optimus Prime X Cybertronian! Reader. I know it wasn’t specified so I just used cybertronian for this one and decided to explore a more darker theme.

Requested by: @fictionmindset

CW: use of word crazy, Reader has OCD, intrusive thoughts, slight details of gore, nightmares, death mention.

I jolt online, grasping the metal that covered my spark chamber and squeezing hard. Although it hurt, it brought me back to reality. I wasn’t watching my friends and family being slaughtered before me, I’m in my berthroom asleep at the base. Everyone’s in their own rooms asleep as well… I need a moment.

I groggily sit up, now wide awake and head to the main area. I planned on walking around base but I was stopped in the hallway by a deep voice calling my name. 

“Y/N, is something troubling you?” 

“I could ask you the same thing.” I retorted back. I noticed both of our optics were dim from lack of recharge, his full of concern. I stopped him before he could speak further.

“Just a nightmare, I was going to take a walk.”

He seemed to ponder for a second before speaking.

“Would you like to leave base?”

I sighed in relief, “Yes, please.”

And we drove and drove, driving until I actually felt like I could recharge. Instead we stopped on a cliffside for a break. We both just sat with our legs dangling off the cliffside in silence. It wasn’t awkward, mostly because this wasn’t the first time it’s happened. Whenever I tell him I had a nightmare he’d offer a ride, it was routine. Something we never spoke of in the day. I sighed, flicking a pebble off the cliff before speaking. After so long of never telling him why I had nightmares and what they were about, I had to get it off my chest. He deserved it after all, for helping me for so long.

“Even without the war I’d still be like this. Constantly on edge, checking everyone’s rooms to make sure they’re there. Making sure no one got in.... That they didn’t die before I could get to them. There’s even times I torture myself at night thinking, what if someone had both Arcee and ‘Bee at gun point? Who’d I choose?” I scratched the side of my helm, a nervous habit I kept since the nightmares have gotten more intense recently. 

“Sometimes I think I’m crazy.” I muttered that last part and hung my head, not wanting to face him.

“You’re not crazy.” He butted in, wrapping his arm around my shoulder plates and pulling me into his side. Although short, it was enough for me. He didn’t blow it off or act like he could fix it, he just offered a shoulder to lean on. That’s all I could really ask for...

“Arcee would’ve already had them offlined.”

I smiled at that.

[specialagentlokitty]

John x reader - forgiveness

Could you, please, do a platonic one for Sherlock where the reader and John gets into an argument and the reader storms off during a bad storm and John is trying not to admit he’s worried. I’d like it to have a happy ending if possible - @fictionmindset💜

You had been reading quietly on the chair when John came storming in and you looked up, setting your book on the floor.

“What’s up?”

“Did you know?!” He yelled.

You rose a brow and sat up, crossing your legs as you looked at him confused.

“Know what?”

“About Sherlock! That he wasn’t dead!”

You sighed and slowly nodded your head.

“Yes, I knew. I helped him plan it all out.”

John started shouting, and you got up, trying to calm him down, trying to get him to listening but it wasn’t working.

“John! Just listen! Let me explain!” You yelled back.

“Explain what?! I lied to me!”

“I didn’t lie to you John!”

You carried on shouting, doing anything in order to try and get his attention.

“I trusted you! I grieved to you (Y/N) and you didn’t think to tell me Sherlock was alive?!”

“Because I didn’t have a choice!” You snapped.

“I can’t even begin to comprehend how you could think it was okay to keep this hidden!”

John carried on shouting at you, telling you how you had betrayed his trust and he didn’t understand how he could even be friends with you.

You had enough of being shouted at and not being able to give your explanation to him, so you walked over to the coat rack and grabbed your jackets pulling it on.

John was still pacing and shouting and he didn’t notice you had walked out into the stormy streets.

Stuffing your hands into your pockets, you listened to the sound of the dull rumble in the background of the city noise.

Sighing, you started to walk with no real destination in your mind.

John didn’t even notice you were gone, but he stopped his rambling when Sherlock came in.

“Why are you talking to yourself?”

“What? I’m talking to (Y/N).”

John turned around, and that’s when he noticed you, your shoes and your jacket were all gone.

Thunder tumbled above the building, so loud it nearly drowned out all his thoughts and doubts about coming and shouting at you.

John blinked a few times.

“They were just here…” he mumbled.

John walked to the window and looked out, wondering if maybe you had just gone to the shop or something.

There was no one on the streets, the lightening lit up the world and rain poured down like there was no tomorrow.

John frowned, looking to Sherlock as he sat on his chair, looking at the laptop in front of him.

“Sherlock did you see (Y/N) on your way in?”

“No. They’ve probably gone to see Lestrade, they go there to get away for bit.”

John nodded his head and grabbed his phone, walking to the kitchen he tried to call you but your phone rang from inside the flat.

Sighing he put his phone and started to pull his jacket on.

“You can’t leave, Mrs Hudson said not to open the door because of the wind and rain.”

“Well I need to go home.”

“You’re going to look for (Y/N). They’ll come home soon.”

“No I’m not, Mary is waiting for me.”

Sherlock looked up and John sat down, turning the Tv on.

He wasn’t going to admit he was worried for you, especially not after shouting at you and refusing to let you get a single word in.

He looked at the weather alert and he was getting nervous, it wasn’t a good time to be outside, the thunder was shaking the building, lightening was none stop and the wind howled through any gap it could.

Sherlock played his violin for a bit, did a small experiment and wondered away down to talk to Mrs Hudson.

John laid across his chair, exhaustion taking over as he fell asleep.

What woke him up was the sound of someone trying to quietly close the door and a coat being hung up.

John sat up, looking at his watch before looking over to where you were stood, trying not to trek whatever.

“Bloody hell.”

John got up and grabbed you a few towels, getting you to sit in his chair he made you a cup of tea and sat it down next to you.

You were shivering and he frowned a little.

“Hold on.”

John walked into Sherlocks room, trying not to disturb the man who’s as lost in his own head staring at the wall.

Grabbing a blanket, John walked back into the living room and draped it over your shoulders.

“You gonna shout at me again?” You snapped lightly.

John sighed and shook his head.

“No.. no I’m sorry.”

John quickly checked you over, making sure you didn’t catch a fever from being in the cold and make sure nothing had fallen on you and hurt you.

John nodded and sat back, apologising for how he has behaved.

“It’s fine John.”

“It’s not, okay? You’re my best friend (Y/N) I just… why didn’t you say anything to me?”

“It wasn’t my place, I couldn’t. I’m so sorry…”

John gave you a small smile and leant forward, pulled the blanket around you a little bit more.

“Next time don’t go running into the rain though.”

“Fine, fine.” You laughed.

You gestured to the laptop and grinned at him.

“Film?”

“Comedy?” He asked.

You nodded and you both walked over to the sofa, setting the laptop on it so you could watch a movie.

You knew it was going to take a while for John to forgive you for hiding this from him.

But John had already forgiven you, you were his best friend at the end of the day, and he knew you would’ve had a good reason to not tell him about it

[liaswritesrobots]

Can I get a best friend match-up? I’m very kind but often in my own world and thinking of different stories. I sometimes sound a bit awkward since I don’t have a lot of the same experiences as others my age. I have a sense of humour about things and don’t embarrass easily. Sometimes I have troubles talking to others due to my lack of shared experiences. I hate letting people know if I’m upset despite being aware that it makes me look like I don’t take anything seriously.

The bot that would be your friend is...

Bulkhead!

He likes hearing your story ideas and will encourage you to write them down. He doesn't mind that you're awkward at times because he can be too depending on who he's with. He likes your sense of humor and is impressed when you don't get embarrassed by things. He understands not wanting others to know you're upset but let's you know that if you ever need someone to talk to he's there for you.

Other possible friend matches: Arcee, Smokescreen, Breakdown, Optimus Prime, Bumblebee

[imaginingyourfandom]

“I just don’t get it. How can yo be so trusting of people? After everything we have seen?” Jake ranted.

You sighed at your best friend, “It’s because of everything we have seen, not everyone is bad. We have done some really good things and helped people, who have gone to help others.”

“You’re just lucky that you have me as a friend, to make sure you don’t do anything stupid.”

“You’re ridiculous.”

Requested By fictionmindset

[assemblethestory]

From Rock Bottom You Can Only Go Up

@fictionmindset sent in a request right before I stopped writing on my old blog so it only felt right that I would do the request. Thanks for sending it in.

Prompt #5: “W-why didn’t you say how bad it was?” with Optimus Prime x reader(platonic)

Of course, the one time you actually get to go on a mission with Optimus Prime, everything would go horribly wrong.

It was simple a simple mission really. All they had to do was enter the mine, find any energon left behind, and make sure the mine stays standing. At least that’s how it was put to you by Ratchet.

Two hours later as you both were meandering through the cave a step from Optimus sends a sickening crumbling noise from right below your feet. As cracks formed on the ground you looked up at Optimus, eyes wide in fear and unable to move. Fearing what would happen if he moved again, Optimus could only watch as the floor below gave way.

When you awoke, you noticed a film of dust covering you. Luckily, you were unharmed except a cut on the crown of your head and a scrape on your arm, both were mostly superficial wounds. You went to stand and look for Optimus but screamed in pain when you tried to move your leg. You turned to look at it and paled when you saw it pinned between two massive boulders. 

Upon hearing your yell, a pile of rubble near you shifted. You could swear there was gonna be another cave in when you saw a massive hand deliberately moving the rubble, ensuring it fell around you but not near or on you. 

“Are you alright? I heard you yell.” Optimus asked. 

“Yeah, I’m fine other than my leg, it’s trapped under these rocks and I’m pretty sure shattered. Hurts like hell. How are you?” you winced as you shifted slightly.

“It would appear I’m in a similar situation.” Optimus responded, but you could see that his entire frame from the waist down was covered in rocks. What really concerned you however, was the amount of energon pooling around where the rocks ended and Optimus began.

Your eyes widened as you took in the severity of his injuries. Before you could express your concerns, Optimus raised a hand to stop you. “I have experienced worse, we just need to free ourselves. I believe once we get above a certain amount of this rubble I should be able to call Ratchet for assistance.”

Feeling slightly reassured, you swallowed your fears and nodded. Optimus gave you a small smile at your courage, though you could see some pain in his optics that wasn’t normally there. 

“I think I can get my leg out from these rocks.” you winced as you lifted your upper body to face your trapped leg. “I just need to somehow turn myself over and use my other leg to help me pull myself out, then I’ll try to help you, I wouldn’t move that pile too much Optimus, we don't want another cave in.” You felt bad when you saw his optics darken a bit with shame, of course he blamed himself for the cave in. “Hey,” he looked up to meet your eyes. “this isn’t your fault, you just happened to take a step on hollow ground, nothing could've prevented that.” Optimus nodded, pushing his worries out of his mind as you got to work freeing yourself.

You took a deep breath and managed to turn yourself to your side, becoming nauseous when you noticed your foot didn’t follow you. You swallowed your nausea and reappearing lunch and turned so you were laying on your back. 

Optimus managed to catch your eye and you sent him a smile meant to reassure that from his perspective looked more like a grimace. Before you could chicken out, you sat up and placed your good foot on the rock right next to where your other leg was trapped. You began pushing and cried out when your leg slid out except for your foot, which was wedged in by your shoe. Catching your breath and wiping the few painful tears from your face, you stopped to take in the damage done to your leg.

“That’s definitely broken, but once I get this shoe off I should be able to get my foot out and then we’ll go from there.” You explained out loud to help you think through the process and hopefully ease Optimus’ worries. “I would kill for some painkillers though.” you joked, bracing yourself to work your shoe off. 

You could reach your hands into the crevice in the rocks and untie your shoelaces fortunately, but the hard part was gonna be sliding your swollen foot through the crevice. You placed your good foot on the rock where you had and tried to push yourself out as you had previously. When your foot finally came out you took a deep steadying breath. The adrenaline was starting to wear off and you could feel a steady pain building in your leg from the knee down. Pushing yourself up to your feet you leaned heavily on a wall and planned what to do next.

“Are you alright?” Optimus questioned. He hated watching you struggle to free yourself but he was in no better shape than you were. Seeing how pale your face was and how you were favoring your injured leg made Optimus’ insides boil with worry. 

“Yeah, the sooner we get out of here, the better, we need to figure out how to get out of here.” You could really feel the pain in your leg now, you had no idea how you were going to get Optimus out from the pile of rubble without causing another cave-in. 

As if reading your thoughts, Optimus cut off your train of thought. “If you climb up the rubble you can most likely retrace our steps and pick up a signal to get in contact with base.”

Nodding your head in response, you began to hop over to the pile of debris covering Optimus and prepared yourself to climb up. 

Rock climbing itself is no easy feat. But with one broken leg it seemed nearly impossible. After 20 minutes of climbing over rubble you were back to flat ground. You hobbled your way down the cave until you got a cellphone signal. By that point your leg was throbbing and it took all of your composure not to cry. Dialing the number for the Autobot base quickly, you were soon greeted by the ever snarky voice of Ratchet.

Before he could quip about how important it was to leave the emergency channel open for emergencies, you cut him off, explaining the situation. 

“It will be some time before we can get that deep in the cave and we’ll have to tread carefully but we are on our way.” Ratchet assured with the sound of the Groundbridge firing up in the background. You sighed with relief as the call ended and began to make your way back to Optimus.

You stopped on the ledge above where the rubble started. There was no way you were going to climb back down. What stopped your thoughts after that was a large pool of energon around Optimus on the cave floor. You felt your face pale.

“Optimus? You alright down there?” you asked.

“I-I am alright Y/N” Optimus answered, not fully trusting his voice to keep a steady tone.

“W-why didn’t you say how bad the damage was?” you asked, the realization of the scene dawning on you.

“There was no need, and I’ll be alright.” Optimus attempted to reassure weakly. You rolled your eyes at his lack of self-preservation and sucked in a quick breath as you slid down the rubble to be closer to eye level with Optimus.

“I may not be Ratchet, but I know what energon loss looks like.” you sent him a no-nonsense glare. “The others should be here soon, until then you’re gonna tell me how to help and you’re gonna keep talking to me so I know you're awake.” You were shocked at how you pulled your composure together. Optimus looked a little miffed at receiving orders from you, but obliged as he was in no position to argue. 

“I don’t want you attempting to assist me medically, the energon could be toxic to you, especially your wounded leg.” Optimus spoke, his normal authority back in his voice, then he added much softer. “What do you wish to discuss, if you’re going to keep me awake?”

At that point you could see the exhaustion and weakness in his optics. “Tell me about Cybertron. Like, do any parts of Earth remind you of it, or were any parts of it the polar opposite?”

Optimus gave a small smile that sent a wave of reassurance through your chest. He launched into a story about Cybertron, his Cybertron, the one that had yet to be destroyed. You made sure to keep eye contact with him to see if he was slipping. 

Once you got to the point where you could tell Optimus was having trouble focusing. Mentally cursing, you began asking him questions to keep him on topic. Just when you thought you were going to have to try your hand at Cybertronian medicine, you heard quick footfalls indicating the Autobots had arrived. Relief flooded through you as Ratchet and Arcee immediately went to Optimus and you were gently scooped up by Bumblebee.

Bumblebee buzzed something you couldn’t understand to Ratchet, who turned his optics going right to your injured leg. “You did good, keeping him alert, I’ll take care of him here, get him stable and then we’ll bring him through to the medbay. Bumblebee, get Y/N out of here and have June look at that leg.” He ordered turning back to the patient he knew how to deal with. 

As Bumblebee brought you through the Groundbridge you smiled to yourself at Ratchet’s praise, and finally allowed yourself to rest. You were going to be fine and so was Optimus.

[leaderofteamprime]

📂

(( Random Headcanon Meme (Accepting) ))

In humanverse, Optimus totally has a cat. It’s a sweet little furball called Artemis who cuddles on his lap or chest as he reads. 

[13-dr-rp]

I just put my reblog for my about be as fictionmindset. That is my main Blog so the info is still accurate

Rules

Hello, I’m the Doctor. I would enjoy interacting with you as I’m always interested in adventures with people.

You do not have to be an to account from Dr Who to interact

(If you are an rp account from another show/movie/book etc… I will react as though I just met you)

(If you are not an rp account: Fair enough, just put anything you need me to know about your character I’m brackets and you are good to go)

I only do platonic requests at this time

The only sensitive topics I WILL write about are (death, mental illness, physical illness, gender issues… basically, I will refuse requests that make me uncomfortable but those are relatively okay for me)