#have no clue what to do for Optimus yet

[quibbs126]

Okay, so I think I have some more ideas for that Transformers au, since that was all my brain let me think about during the second half of my shift

It’s mostly just about Megatron and also the Decepticon cause

Okay so first off, I think if I want to make things the way I do, I’m gonna say that the Decepticons are genuinely fighting for equality for Cybertronians, while the Autobots are fighting to maintain the status quo. It’s not necessarily to say all Autobots want inequality, and some are fighting in hopes to build a better future through more peaceful means, but a lot of them don’t really recognize that the system is or was that bad. And there are still bad Decepticons, either those just wanting to cause mayhem or are just looking for a way to better their own status, but a large portion are fighting for change in Cybertronian government

Part of what makes the Autobots the generally dominant force in this conflict is that they’ve got a lot of propaganda going for them and against the Decepticons, including that being why they’re called “Decepticons”. Not everything said about the Decepticons is untrue, they are willing to do less than savory things to achieve their goals if necessary, but the idea that the Decepticons are evil deceivers is largely propaganda

I think in my head, I want the war to be portrayed as an actual civil war and revolution. When we hear about them in history, yeah there seems to be a relatively obvious good and bad looking back, like with the American Revolution and the Patriots and Loyalists, but in the moment, when they happened, neither side was entirely good or bad, and there’s reasons as to why people stuck to one side or the other, because they were people, not entities with a singular shared ideal

The French Revolution might be a more accurate comparison to the Cybertronian civil war, but also I grew up in America so the AR is my big frame of reference and I don’t know much about the FR other than it being semi inspired by the American one and having a lot of execution. But you get what I’m saying regardless

But also if we want the idea of the Decepticons being “evil”, well you gotta probably add some propaganda to explain why that’s how they’re depicted

Optimus is someone who just wants peace and is genuinely a good person, but he was also raised on Autobot propaganda and was never in a position in life where he would have particularly suffered the system (though he probably did still have hardships, I just don’t know what). Throughout this story he learns to see the truth of the matter more

Meanwhile, back to Megatron, the person I meant to be talking about

Okay so I’m thinking that he’s from a colony or city that was at the bottom rung of Cybertronian society, though I haven’t decided particularly what his job was. It might have been a miner and/or gladiator (I’m debating gladiator to have that be a reason he’s high up in rank), but maybe I should do something else

But anyways, I haven’t worked out the kinks in his backstory, but his birthplace was under control of the Autobots, and he became emboldened by the ideals of the Decepticons and their leader (who at this point I might just make Galvatron), and ended up leading an uprising alongside his fellow bots to overthrow the corrupt leadership in their home, and being successful in this attempt. The Autobots were planning to launch a counterattack to reclaim the area, but the Decepticons caught wind of the uprising and managed to get there first, leading to the place becoming Decepticon territory and being under their protection

While not everyone involved decided to join the Decepticon rebellion afterwards, plenty being content to just have their freedom, Megatron decided to join with them afterwards, wanting to bring their cause to even more places amongst the galaxy

Megatron was a powerful bot, and one with a lot of guts and courage, and he has some skill in leading other bots, which led to him becoming a Decepticon commander. He’s also extremely loyal to those who’ve earned his respect

However his main flaw is that he is deeply emotional, and as such has a tendency to let his emotions overtake his logic and common sense, and that’s when he tends to fail and make the wrong decisions. This tends to particularly be a problem because his main emotion is anger

This is exactly why Starscream ends up getting assigned to Megatron as his second in command; Starscream may not be the most upstanding bot, but he’s very shrewd and very flexible with his circumstances, always looking for a way to come out on top, not letting grudges and emotions get in the way of things. Couple that with his extensive military experience and he was considered a good fit for Megatron, with the idea the two could even each other out

Speaking of Starscream, I’m flirting with the idea he may have at one point been an Autobot, but eventually switched sides alongside his squadron, but that’s neither here nor there

Anyways back to Megatron, he tends to judge people based on their character and direct actions rather than their skills and accomplishments. It’s not to say he can’t work with someone who’s highly skilled but an asshole, he just won’t like them

You’d think this means he’d be able to make peace with the Autobot squadron relatively quickly, but he has a deep hatred for Autobots (probably backstory related but again I don’t know the specifics) that tends to override that idea of judging by their character. Over time he also learns to let this hatred of the Autobots go, particularly because of Optimus as he sees the bot is genuinely good and wants to do what’s right

Also with that, I’m thinking he and Optimus have no prior connection, only meeting now at the time of the story. They probably knew of each other, but had no prior personal relationship

So basically they get enemies to lovers instead of the divorce arc. Well I mean, I’m not sure if they end up together, maybe one or both of them have other people they date. But you get what I mean

And yeah, I think that’s about it. I should probably go do homework now in all honesty

[sonicasura]

Transformers: Analog Horror Style

I've been talking about this on a non fandom related Discord and decided to bring it here. There are various analog horrors that utilize non horror series such as Splatoon 3 or Jurassic Park. It felt only right to add something like Transformers to the mix.

Extraterrestrial mechanical beings who can disguise themselves as various machinery, grainy footage and videotapes that only hold clues??? Perfect material for a horror. Here's some ideas that came to mind.

Decepticons

Nowhere is safe and one wrong move can potentially be your last. The Internet is a stalking ground so post or search with caution. Lest you wind up on Soundwave's radar. This Decepticon will be happy to light up his targets for one reason: an insidious hunt for the spy master's cassettes to enjoy.

Ever seen a beautiful sports car parked by the side with a sleek blood red paint job? DO NOT TOUCH. Unless you want to meet the same fate as all the others who run afoul with Knockout.

A terror in the skies that signals disaster wherever he appears. Pray the lone jet doesn't reveal it's true form. Don't look and hope he hadn't spotted you if a glimpse occurs. Survivors of Starscream are miniscule.

Results are all that matter. Morals? Worthless. Lives? Another opportunity to experiment. Emotions? Not needed. Shockwave only serves for the cause with lethal efficiency.

It is useless to hide. This will only excite him. Run as it chips away at his boredom. Fight and he'll be merry to slaughter the lamb caught in his gaze. All Hail Megatron as humanity is nothing but a plaything.

The only way this information can get through is by the way of analog. Find these tapes at your own risk. There is no turning back the moment the video starts. Decepticons don't lose their prey easily.

Autobots

It's nearly impossible to tell if they have good intentions unlike their more violent counterparts. The Internet is a double edged sword that needs to be regarded with caution. Autobots are at a greater disadvantage than you think. What little information about them is scarce.

Communication and knowledge is minimal. Some can speak but how comprehensible they are varies. The most understandable share only broken sentences that rarely blur into inhuman language. A few offer a 'soup' of linguistics which share little to no connection. Some play by the ear but don't understand what every word means. The remainder are mute, either speaking in their language or have no voice box to respond through.

Most don't understand how humans function. A situation that has led to people being slaughtered by Decepticons, accidental harm to the innocent, or danger by their fellow man who believe they gone insane. This has led to a decision from their leader, Optimus Prime.

Human help is REQUIRED. They need a liaison if the Autobots hope to even catch up to the Decepticons. Government related officials won't do as these humans are too volatile and always under Soundwave's surveillance.

What they need is a teacher. Someone who can offer such knowledge and not marked as a person of interest to their enemies. A bystander will do.

Pay attention to the car that appears outside your driveway. Look closer at the one following behind on the road. Did another join each car? Flee foolishly and they will give chase.

If the lights behind you disappear, DON'T RELAX. The Peterbilt is coming. Avoid him as he will trap you. Stop and the chance of escape dwindles. Turning off the engine was a bad mistake. DO NOT RUN. Optimus Prime will catch you and escape is impossible.

Welcome to the war. You can't escape until one side wins. The Autobots are guardians but also prison wards to their chosen liaison. You will be protected yet caution is still advised. Welcome to this new dangerous life.

That's it for now! Until next time folks, I'll see you later. Transform and Roll Out!

[lilyswrittenworks]

(RoTB) Optimus Prime Headcanon

I wanted to give in to my self-indulgence towards a certain Prime cause--YES (I’m currently simping for this man and I ADORE HIM with every fiber of my being.) 

Confessions

Warnings: slight angst, heartwarming fluffy moments

It started out as a harmless crush towards the Autobot leader, until it gradually escalated into something more. You never intended to grow so attached and it scared you.

So, you made the painful decision to admire him from a distance and your visits to the warehouse became less frequent.

Your absence didn’t go unnoticed, however.

When you didn’t show up for the fifth day in a row, Optimus was the first one to inquire about your whereabouts to his fellow Autobots. None of them had the slightest clue why…except for Mirage.

He knew you had a thing for the big man, which he totally used this knowledge to tease you.

Whatever you were trying to do, it was clearly affecting his leader.

Optimus would stand just by the entrance of the warehouse patiently waiting for your arrival, and when you don’t—well, Mirage has never seen him look so crestfallen. Yet, he still waited for you hoping that you would come by.

Mirage has never seen him so… lost without you.

And on the tenth day seeing Optimus in his usual spot and you not showing up was when Mirage decided that enough was enough.

He tried getting ahold of you from the landline number that Noah provided him with only for it to ring three times before it sent him straight to voicemail.

Mirage transformed and made a beeline to your apartment.

When he arrived into an alley that was just outside your apartment window. Making sure no other humans were around before transforming and peering inside your bedroom window.

Seeing you lying in bed with a book in your hand really upset him as he furiously tapped the window, doing his damn best not to break it.

You scrambled out of bed, opening the window to see a not so happy-looking Mirage.

Mirage didn’t allow you to speak as he began to reprimand you.

“You better stop whatever you're doing–no, don’t,” He points his finger towards you when attempting to speak. “Don’t try to lie to me Y/n. I know what you're doing and it’s doing more harm than good, you hear me? Prime is always waiting for you. Every. Single. Day. Dammit! Do you have any idea how much this is hurting him?”

Your heart stung at the realization.

“You might not realize it, but Prime genuinely loves you. I can see it in the way he looks at you. And it hurts me seeing you two hurting each other when instead you guys should be talking it out!”

He was right.

Fuck. You made a terrible mistake.

Your heart yearned for his presence since you distanced yourself from Optimus. Oh how your feelings from him only grew the longer you stayed away. You missed the sound of his deep baritone voice calling your name, his gentle touch when he picks you up, and those beautiful bright blue optics of his that held so much emotion to his otherwise stern and authorities demeanor.

With this newfound determination, you didn’t think twice as you climbed out of your window. Mirage wasted no time in scooping you up–transforming before speeding off to the warehouse.

Mirage arrived at the nick of time just as Optimus was walking away. He swerved to a halt, opening the drivers side door open propelling you out. You almost tripped over your feet but the adrenaline keeps you upright running towards him.

“OPTIMUS!”

The sound of your voice made him stop abruptly, turning around with wide eyes to see you running towards him, closing the distance fast. He knelt down on one knee already reaching out to you. Once you were within his reach he scooped you up, bringing you close to his chassis. You threw your arms to hug his face, feeling his hand adjust so that you were in a more comfortable position. Those simple little gestures was all it took to crumble whatever composure you had.

You were a mess. Sobbing into his cheek and hiccuping out apologies.

“It’s my fault. I-I shouldn’t have stayed away. I hurt you–I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”

You weren’t sure when it started but you began to hyperventilate.

Optimus leaned into you, pressing his metal lips on the crook of your neck where he spoke under his breath to you in Cybertronian. 

You obviously couldn’t understand what he was saying. The soothing rumble of his voice and the warmth of his breath that left goosebumps on your skin. It had a calming effect on you and your breathing slowed back into a normal rhythm. Your focus was on his mechanical breathing—inhaling and exhaling. 

You pressed your cheek against his cheek, “I’m sorry I hurt you, Optimus. I wouldn’t blame you if you were upset with me.”

His hold on you tightened, his baritone a whisper that sent chills down your spine. “I would never. It made me realize how much I took your company for granted. Without you, there is a void that cannot be filled if you aren’t a part of my life.”

A sudden warmth spread throughout your chest at his words, a soft hum escaping your lips. “If you let me, can you be a part of mine?”

You could feel him smiling into the crook of your neck. “Of course,” He presses a gentle kiss into your shoulder, the metal surprisingly warm to the touch. “I wouldn't have it any other way.”

Mirage didn’t mean to watch, but he couldn’t resist himself.

In the end, he made the right call in dragging you out of your apartment.

[in1-nutshell]

Ophelia and Maxima in the same universe for RiD???

They're back!!

This will mainly follow to the storyline similar to Ophelia meeting Team Bee and when Steve and Co. finds out Ophelia is missing.

Links are right there.

Hope you enjoy!

Maxima and Ophelia in RiD

SFW, Platonic, Familial, Romance, Cybertronian reader

RID 2015

Maxima was not having a good time.

Not too long ago she had received a phone call saying that Bumblebee had been reported missing.

She had been looking around and keeping an audial to the ground trying to find out where her pseudo brother had gone this time.

The bot was now going to Ophelia and Steve’s home for any new information.

She hadn’t heard from the pair in a while and thought that a visit would do them good considering the circumstances.

Maxima entering through the door: “Lia! Steve! I’m here—SWEET SOLUS PRIME?!?!” Steve was curled in the far side of the room with his helm tucked into his knees. The entire room looked like a storm came through. Maxima quickly gets to Steve side. Maxima: “Steve, Steve what happened? What do you need? Where’s Ophelia?” Steve: “She’s gone!” Maxima’s processor stopped for a couple of seconds. Maxima: “Steve, you’re going to have to be a bit more specific. What do you mean gone?” Steve sniffling a bit: “It’s been over a week, and she still hasn’t come home! I’ve looked everywhere and asked everyone I know! I just got off the phone with Knockout and Breakdown!” Maxima holds the crying mech closer shedding some tears of her own. Maxima: “We’ll find her Steve… we’ll find them…”

Maxima pulls in a few favors and gets access to a spacebridge to Earth.

Thanks to the tip from Knockout, they had a city to look for.

Well, it was more Steve looking around the more populated parts.

Maxima handled the more rural areas.

Their clue was a familiar looking yellow sports car being spotted going the same route for 3 days.

The two decided to follow it.

It was nighttime when the pair were outside the scrapyard.

Maxima helped Steve over the wall while she jumped over herself.

No alarms had been set off yet and they wanted it to keep it that way.

Maxima: “Remember the plan?” Steve activated his blaster: “Get Lia out, see if Bumblebee is here, and don’t let any humans see you.” Maxima nodded. A huge green mech suddenly came from the corner. Maxima turns to Steve. Maxima: “Go! I’ll hold him off!” Steve runs around the green mech while Maxima kicked him straight in the chassis. The mech groaned in pain as he stumbled back and transformed into a large beast. Maxima: “You know, I thought all Predacon’s flew. Apparently, I didn’t get the memo they came without wings either. Oh well, one less thing to worry about!” Maxima begins punching and kicking at the mech who was trying to dodge the attacks. Grimlock: “Will you quit it!” Maxima jumping onto his back: “I’ll quit when Starscream becomes the leader of Cybertron!” Maxima kicks him in the back, flips, and lands ready for another attack. The mech’s tail whips angrily. Maxima smirks with her fist ready. Maxima: “Ready for round 2 big guy?” Steve: “MAXIMA STOP!” Both bots stop and turn to see the Bee team, Steve and Ophelia watching them.

Maxima abandons the fight as soon as she sees an unharmed Ophelia in Steve’s arms. She takes the minibot in her arms laughing and asking a million questions.

Though Ophelia doesn’t get a chance to answer because Maxima hands her back to Steve and decks Bumblebee in the face.

Most of the Bee team wants to step in, but Ophelia and Steve tell them to wait.

And once Bumblebee gets up from the floor, Maxima takes him into her arms in an armor denting hug.

Maxima releasing Bumblebee: “Thank Primus your safe.” She looks over at Ophelia. Maxima: “Both of you are. Now… why are you all doing on Earth?!” Bumblebee: “Well, it started with a simple patrol—” Maxima holds a digit and looks at Ophelia. Maxima: “Short version.” Ophelia: "We both saw a vision of Optimus telling us to go to Earth, made a team and capture cons that left a prison ship.” Maxima blinks. Maxima: “Optimus? He talked to you?” Ophelia: “Yes, didn’t he talk to you two?” Steve: “We came looking for you two after you went missing and got a tip from Knockout.” Bumblebee: “Wait Knockout’s on Earth?” Maxima: “Not important.” Bumblebee: “I think it is.” Maxima: "Not now.” She looks at the team. Maxima: “Are you two going to introduce us to your team?” Bumblebee: “This is Strongarm, Sideswipe, Drift, his minibots, Slipstream and Jetstorm, and the bot you were fighting is Grimlock.” Grimlock: “Pretty good kick you got there. Not many bots can make me stumble like that.” Maxima: “Oh. Umm, thanks—wait! That came out wrong! I’m sorry for kicking and hitting you.” Grimlock: “You had your reasons, its fine.” Maxima: “Really?” Grimlock: “Yep!” Russel and Denny walk to the group. Denny: “hey team we’re baaa…” Russel: “So… who’s the new bots?” Maxima: “You got found out by humans!?” Steve facepalms. Maxima: "How long did it take for you to get found out!” Bumblebee: “That’s not important.” Maxima looks at Russel and Denny: “How long?” Russel: “According to Strongarm, less than 5 minutes after the spacebridge dropped them off.” Maxima and Steve facepalm at the same time.

After some discussion (and more slaps to the helm) Maxima and Steve end up joining the team.

Steve accepts his role as part supply keeper and scout.

There were some bumps in the road with some of the team questioning his loyalties, but Maxima, Ophelia and Bumblebee had his back.

Maxima accidentally became Bee’s second in command.

Don’t ask how, it just happened.

The entire team is shocked to hear that Maxima is Optimus’s daughter, but she refuses to have them acknowledged her with any title except her name.

She hates it when bots suddenly act differently because they figure out who her father is… or was…

Grimlock is the one team member who doesn’t cross that line at all.

He treats her like any other bot, something that she is internally grateful.

Speaking of Grimlock, Bumblebee now has an extra optic out for him whenever he is with Maxima.

Since the day she kicked him in the chassis, there have been tiny stars in the dinobots optics.

Bee feels a bit weird about it.

Ophelia on the other hand is all for Maxima and Grimlock getting to know each other more.

She just KNOWS there is something between them.

Steve just supports his wife as long as things don’t get too out of hand.

[my-writings-and-musings]

i was wondering if i could request a thing with earthspark megatron and a human reader pls!👉👈

Megatrons partner gives him some kisses early in the day, and he goes about the rest of his day as usual...until he realizes later on that his partner wears lipgloss, and he was walking around with sparkly smooch marks on his face all day

Ahhhh that's absolutely adorable, I shall do my best!

Megatron couldn't keep himself from chuckling as you took full advantage of your proximity to his face, peppering his brow with all the kisses you wouldn't be able to give while the two of you were apart. Holding you close in his cupped palms, he hesitated to check his internal chronometer for the time, knowing he was probably already late to the first of his assigned duties. There would be unpleasant quips from his human superiors if he was, but could anyone blame him for preferring your company to GHOST's?

When he finally did check the time and confirmed his tardiness, he cleared his vents to interrupt the gentle kisses you were still peppering across his cheeks. "I have to meet the others now, love." he said sadly, standing from his berth and stepping from his darkened room into the equally dim hallway. You nodded in equally glum understanding, but perked up when he leaned in so you could nuzzle his helm and offer a final kiss whilst he made a promise.

"I will message you as soon as I am free." he said as he dropped to one knee and helped you to the floor.

"Don't be long." you said playfully as you headed off, loving that he watched you every step of the way until you were beyond his sight.

---

Megatron made it a point to attend to his duties swiftly and quite mechanically, not wanting to waste a moment that could have been better spent at your side, but on this particular day he was encountering a number of unexpected hindrances.

Every human he needed to interact with, and he meant every last one, was acting even more unusually than he was accustomed to. He was used to them cowering whenever he turned their way, but he was not prepared for the looks of utter bewilderment he kept encountering as the day wore on. Some would stop to stare, others did double takes, those he needed to speak with directly tended to go speechless... It was as infuriating as it was utterly baffling.

By the time he arrived for his last assignment, a simple unloading of supplies, he was in a sour mood. The only saving grace was that he would be seeing you soon, and that Optimus was providing assistance. Yet even his companion was not immune to the strange behavior infecting the human personnel. As soon as they saw one another his old friend had been unable to hide the expression of surprise that had flashed across his face, yet he hadn't said a word or offered any clue as to what might be amiss. Megatron had still been more than able to spot the smirk on his face when Optimus thought he wasn't looking.

He'd have snapped and demanded an explanation eventually, but thankfully his friend spoke up first, clearing his vents during a brief window where the humans left them alone.

"Megatron?" he said politely, his tone reserved but carrying an undercurrent of what he almost dared to call amusement.

"Optimus." he clipped, depositing another stack of polished metal on the pile. Not bothering to hide his frustration, he crossed his arms as he turned to face his companion, making it as clear as possible that he was aware something was off. "Is something on your mind?"

Optimus failed to hide a flash of a smile, his optics twinkling with restrained delight before he spoke plainly. "No."

"Then why are you acting like this? Primus, why is everyone acting like this? Is there something I don't know?" he snapped, throwing up his arms as the confusion overflowed into frustration. Optimus was hardly alarmed by the outburst, and only shook his helm with a light chuckle.

"Did you have a chance to meet with Y/N this morning?" he asked as he allowed himself to smile, catching Megatron so off guard that his frustration utterly evaporated.

"...Why do you ask?" he countered with a narrowing of his optics, trying to imagine what sort of game he'd fallen into. Was this all an elaborate prank? The absolute delight on his friends face suggested as much, but he couldn't even begin to fathom what the goal of such an excercise might be.

"I would suggest you check your reflection." Optimus advised, providing no answers as he turned to grab the next batch of supplies.

Megatron was left frozen for a moment of continued confusion before he decided to comply, turning to the nearby pile of reflective metal that he'd just been stacking. Feeling a tad bit self conscious, he looked about before gazing deeply into his reflection. The issue became obvious quite immediately.

At least half a dozen glittery kiss marks peppered his helm and face, shimmering in the light before his hand shot up to wipe them away with middling success. His first realization was that the dim light of his bedroom must have hidden the shimmer of your lip gloss, and his second was that every single being he'd encountered had surely noticed... Suddenly the wide eyes and shocked silence made a great deal more sense.

He was near to paralyzed by mortification when the sound of Optimus Prime laughing tore him right out of the fog.

"Why remove it, Megatron?" his old friend said through barely restrained laughter, vents hitching as he struggled to keep his composure. "I'd say it's a good look for you!"

The Prime merely dodged the steel beam that was chucked his way with another laugh whilst Megatron silently committed to revenge that would have made the Great War look peaceful by comparison.

[yes-i-write-fanfiction]

Just finished watching a Haunting in Venice, what if there was a TFA bot similar to the detective Hercule Poirot. Who is a famous detective from Cybertron.

What if when a murder occurs, the detective bot starts his investigation and states that everyone is now a suspect, including the TFA Bots? What's their reaction?

-Optimus is putting on his detective cap and becoming the Watson to this bot's Sherlock. Personal HC that he's super into detective stuff and this is basically a dream come true to him (minus a bot being actually murdered of course). He so badly wants to be of use to the detective bot though he sometimes gets frustrated by their vanity and slightly snobby attitude. Takes the whole investigation seriously while at the same time having the time of his life. Fully accepts that he's a suspect as well and answers all of the questions completely honestly.

-Ratchet understands why he is a suspect but that doesn't mean that he won't complain about it. Gets very frustrated and makes sarcastic remarks when questioned but is honestly a great help when it comes to inspecting the body. Does respect the detective despite everything.

-Bumblebee objects when he finds out that he and the rest of his team are suspects. They are the good guys, they could never do that! Well, maybe Prowl could but the rest of them are definitely innocent! Tries to do his own detective work and find the culprit on his own with little success. Has no clue what he's doing and ends up copying what the detective is doing to not appear completely clueless.

-Bulkhead is anxious and paranoid now that he knows that someone is a murderer. He truly believes that all of his friends are innocent and have nothing to do with it though. When Bumblebee starts doing his own investigation he ends up becoming his assistant. Has no idea what he's doing and hopes that the detective will solve everything. Probably ends up unknowingly finding a major piece of evidence that ends up solving the case.

-Prowl appears so suspicious the entire time, it's almost like he wants people to think he's guilty. He randomly disappears and reappears, shows up at the crime scene and other places of interest, says cryptic statements and dodges questions. He's not guilty, he's actually doing some investigation work on his own and simply does not yet trust the detective enough to cooperate.

[decepticononline]

ROTB! Optimus Primal X Human Female Reader

A/N: Was working on another request and the ROTB trailer dropped and I'm so insanely down bad for this man that I had to make this. I know the movie hasn't come out yet but let's just use context clues and pure horny to work this out. This will take place in the late 80s since the movie does.

Warnings: cunnilingus, hair pulling, overstimulation, vaginal sex, feral behavior, breeding kink, doggystyle, dubious consent, a bit of murder and gore of course.

Summary: Everything is peaceful on the military base until Optimus introduces the Maximals as new allies.

(This chapter is kinda long but completely worth it because I intend for this to be rather nasty and unhinged).

"There we go Cadet!"

You wiped the sweat from your brow before turning around to look at your superior in irritation. This base was staffed with two hundred military personnel but when it came time to do housekeeping work on the base rarely anyone ever volunteered so you and five other cadets got selected for it.

It was currently your job to hang up banners that were written in English accompanied with a cybertronian translation to direct the bots when and where they could use mass displacement, get energon and see a medic.

"Is it even?" You questioned the Cadet below you that happened to be Ellie, literally the only person you trusted on this god-forsaken base.

Ellie gave you a thumbs up which permitted you to come back down from the latter.

"Why are we hanging this shit up again? We already have enough of these signs."

Her red eyebrows were furrowed up in confusion and it was obvious you weren't the only one feeling overworked.

"Sergeant Kay says that Optimus will be bringing new allies this evening. And Mirage accidentally pulled down the other signs trying parkour." It sucked how it was always up to you to clean up someone else's mess.

You immediately took a long sip from your canteen after answering her question. It's October but the base hasn't yet regulated how much heat to put out to combat the cold weather, so outside the base was 50 degrees and inside it was almost 80. This was the only time your base allowed everyone to wear normal clothes instead of their uniforms.

"Okay I'm done here. Going to go hit the showers and then get ready for the event later."

"Watch out for Aiden!" Ellie laughed before taking the tape roll from you.

You visibly cringed when she said that and rolled your eyes. You absolutely loathed Aiden. The guy was a massive weirdo who has been trying to sleep with you since high school. Just last week you reported him for harassment after he blocked you from exiting a hallway to try to take you on a date. Ellie handed you the box cutter and the marker in case you needed it when you completed your inventory shift later. After she playfully saluted you goodbye, you walked off to the shower room before drying off and heading back to your room.

It didn't take you long to find out what you wanted to wear, so you packed your essentials in your purse after doing your makeup, hair and putting on your dress. You debated on wearing heels but wore them anyway because they did go with your outfit. You left out and took your normal route out of the main facility through the halls to the ceremony room.

You joined a group of soldiers who were all wearing formal wear and entered with the crowd. The room looked the same as it always looked every day except for the Autobots lounging on the other side of it. The ceremony room was an old hangar so it gave them all the room they needed to walk around freely without needing to use mass displacement.

You had already missed the highlights of the welcoming of the new military recruits but with how everyone was standing around Optimus you assumed he was going to give a speech. You joined the crowd and noticed Aiden was staring at you from the corner. You simply smiled and shot your middle finger up at him and turned to Optimus.

"Autobots…Humans… We have had such a profound alliance with one another. I have saved lives with many of the people within this room regardless of species-"

You basically tuned him out after that part since it had ideally nothing you do with you, you weren't a soldier, you were simply a cadet. You've never even stepped foot on the battlefield so you weren't going to listen to praises that didn't belong to you. You looked over to your left to see if Aiden was still staring and he definitely was, he always just had this blank empty look on his face.

You sighed once you noticed the Hangar doors were slowly beginning to open and started paying attention.

"-I humbly invite the Maximals to join our alliance and work with us on our journey of equality for all sentient species."

The door slid completely open and your jaw dropped. They were giant cybertronian….animals? You looked over to Optimus to see if this was a joke as did everyone else before the animals actually transformed into full fledged cybertronians too.

"Their designations are Cheetor, Rhinox, Rattrap, TigerHawk, and… Optimus Primal. We both share the same name due to our lineage within leadership."

Your eyes darted between the five mechs before you noticed the one in the middle was practically scanning the room. He had a face similar to Optimus along with his size but he certainly didn't look as friendly as him. The mech was a very faded dull colored silver and had prominent green optics that darted all over the room. It was clear that this one had been the cybertronian version of some kind of feral looking gorilla.

His optics looked around until the lime-green orbs stopped in your direction. You weren't sure if he was actually staring at you or just looking within your general area and it was making you uncomfortable. He had some kind of padded felt or synthetic fur draped around his shoulder plates.

"You may all refer to me as Primal. There is one Optimus already here."

You watched as the entire group of Maximals entered the hangar and the other humans were noticeably uncomfortable. It was clear that none of you were happy to see the addition of new even more dangerous looking cybertronians on base. The next two hours of the ceremony were the most difficult with Aiden being sat at two tables behind you and sneaking glares while you noticed every now and again a pair of green optics would be looking in your direction. You actually kept taking your makeup mirror out of your bag to see if you had something on your face because you were utterly confused.

The worst part is Optimus Primal didn't have any of the warm and inviting energy Optimus Prime had. The occasional growls from him along with the jingle of the chain hanging from his chassis that appeared to be attached to an incredibly sharp spear did nothing to make you feel better about his presence. You were trying not to stare but it looked like he had no interest in socializing with the other maximals, autobots, or humans. He just stood off in the corner analyzing everyone, especially you.

You'd be a liar to say that it wasn't giving you the feeling that you were intruding upon his territory. As if he was some kind of predator in a jungle and everyone else was his unsuspecting prey. You looked around the room to see if anyone else felt weird and immediately sighed when you realized it was only you. He didn't even look like he wanted to be here and it made you think that Optimus Prime had asked him to show up.

You were tired and just wanted to go home at this point so you told your superior that you were feeling ill and wanted to leave early. The indoor route to the main facility housing was closed off for cleaning and you didn't want to wait so you bit the bullet and decided it was best to take the outside route.

You were just thankful you managed to stash a hoodie in your purse before you left your room just in case. It didn't take long for you to begin to hear someone else's footsteps behind you and you became nervous. You stopped in your tracks and turned around to see Aiden's signature unbothered blank expression.

It was hard to ignore the feeling of your stomach sinking when you understood the amount of danger that you were in.

"Need help?" You asked, trying to sound like he didn't scare you.

He dropped his serious look before letting out a laugh.

"No…. Just thought you'd want someone to walk you to your room. Gotta be careful, there's a shit ton of wild animals out here…"

"Aiden, I can handle myself. Just go back to the stupid ceremony."  You turned on your heel and began walking just to hear the sound of his footsteps behind you once again. You slowly reached into your bag and grabbed the box cutter that Ellie had given to you earlier and you squeezed it in your hand. You weren't a fighter but you damn sure weren't a victim either.

He put his hand firmly down onto your shoulder and with an instant you turned around and let the box cutter connect with his face. The long slash of red seemed to grow while he winced in pain and grabbed his face with both of his hands. You were going to turn and run before a spear lodged itself directly within the middle of his head. The sharp weapon came from behind him and now sat planted and looking like a divider between both sides of his face.

The popping and gurgling sound he made while thick lines of blood began to pour from his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears made you want to drop to your knees. But before you could do that the spear retracted following the long chain it was attached to. With that as it was the only thing holding Aiden's head together, both halves of his face slid apart and his body hit the floor. His entire head had been split into two and you could how clean the cut was right down the middle. There was a loud animalistic roar within the background signaling a victory.

You couldn't even bring yourself to look at the scene before you. Nor did you bother to look up when heavy cybertronian footsteps approached you.

"I guess he did need help."

The voice sounded much closer to your own height than usual and you looked up and had to catch your breath. Mass displacement... Of course they gave him a module for it. His bright green optics were now only just two feet above your head rather than just ten.

"Do you want me to say thank you or something?" Your voice had a hint of annoyance and fear with it. If anything all you wanted to do was leave.

"Actually, I should be surrendering my gratitude to you instead… I was disinterested in the ceremony and I needed something to hunt."

The glint of the blood-stained spearhead caught your attention and you winced. This new Optimus was nothing like the one you've been accustomed to. Your eyes trailed from the spear to the mech's chassis which was certainly much bulkier than the other cybertronians. His broad shoulder plating with the synthetic fur draped over him made him look more like a warrior than a soldier. With him in mass displacement you could see far more details on his frame than before. While further analyzing him you felt a familiar tingle between your legs.

You were paused from your thoughts when you noticed the mech sniffing the air around him. You looked around with confusion trying to smell what he did but to no avail. After he stopped sniffing the air a long drawn out animalistic growl fell from behind his face guard.

"You're in heat."

"I'm in what-"

The motion of you being yanked down by your hair onto the gravel face down was too fast for you to even yelp. You immediately turned your head to the side so you could breathe but that didn't help with the weight of a mass displaced cybertronian pressed against you.

"What the fuck are you doing?!"

He seemed not to like the language you used against him because he pressed your face down even harder.

"I can smell your arousal. You're in heat and you wish to breed."

You were confused until it hit you, you were definitely ovulating this week and you'd be lying if you didn't say that you felt something while looking over his frame.

"Hey! Listen big guy you're confu-" You felt the lower half of your dress being torn off and you could feel the chilly wind against your thighs. The straps of your underwear snapped like a thin string under the pressure of his digits.

"You allowed me to terminate the undeserving male so that we may engage."

"YOU killed him for no reas-"

Your brain went fuzzy as you felt the forceful lick of his glossa between your folds. The slickness of his saliva felt like warm thick honey when it came into contact with your core. You couldn't believe how good it felt just to have his cybertronian version of a tongue slowly lap at your cunt. You could tell he was trying to focus most of the pressure around the small bundle of nerves above your entrance. You can only imagine that female cybertronians must have the same anatomy that you did for him to know what to do.

He let out an encouraging growl when you arched your rear end up further into his faceplate to give him more access. This was all moving so fast for you that you no longer cared that your face was being pressed hard on its side into the gravel nor about Aiden's semi-decapitated corpse only a few feet away.

All that mattered to you at the moment was the onslaught of deliberately slow licks you were receiving at your core. You ended up letting a whine escape your lips when you felt his thick glossa slide inside you. His glossa twisted and curled within your tight walls so much you were absolutely sure you were close. After he starts thrusting his glossa into you, your own body catches you by surprise and you feel yourself clenching roughly around him.

He made you ride out your own  orgasm with his glossa still in your hole. Even after your little climax had subsided he was still devouring you from behind and pulling moans and whimpers from your lips in the process. He clearly had no intentions on stopping any time soon as he just continued to glossa fuck you into an orgasm over and over at least three more times. You could feel the hot vents of his mouth getting heavier the more he lapped at you.

Every time you came he didn't even bother to move his mouth which gave you the impression that he was just swallowing your slickness down his intake like he was starving. What really set it off was the way the base of his faceplate was rubbing against your clit in a way that made you scream. When his mouth finally parted from between your legs it felt like he had been down there for ages.

Your legs already wobbled and felt like jelly when the mech hadn't even 'bred' you yet. The cold air against your overly sensitive cunt was making you buck your hips in hopes that the warmth of his pelvis against yours would happen soon. You heard a loud click behind you along with a thud which was his interface panel being taken off and thrown to the grown beside you.

You moaned out loudly when you felt the warm and thick head of his spike nudge between your folds. He then let out a threatening hiss as he felt his tip split you wide open. The pain of your walls stretching to accommodate him was a serious one but your cunt was so overstimulated and wet from him swallowing you down that the pain was already fading as fast as it came. 

It didn't take long for him to hilt himself totally inside you and it was obvious he was holding himself back from completely destroying you. The grip he had on your hair and how hard he was tugging it, told you that you were going to have a headache for the next couple of days.

"Fuck."

Him saying a curse within human language under his heavy vents took you by surprise. You yelped out when you felt his first brutal thrust that seemed to make your legs sway like thin trees on your knees. Then the second thrust came, along with the third, fourth, fifth, and so on. He did not start easy on you but then again you didn't expect him to.

The sound of his metallic pelvis slapping against your flesh ass made you wince as you could already feel the stinging sensation of bruises forming. His thick member felt like it aimed to do nothing but conquer your spasming walls with the way it was shaped. His spike felt like it was shaped in a way that it was curved upward and towards his tip, it had a pronounced swell that made a delicious popping noise every time he pulled it back out.

On top of his groans, growls, and hisses of pleasure he whispered something to you in cybertronian that you didn't understand so you just ignored it. There was nothing you could do but hold your position in front of him and just take whatever he was giving to you. You weren't even going to complain about it because you were just so drunk on the pleasure that there was no hostility towards him for using you like this.

"Please….please I'm so close." Once again he brought you back to the point that you were whining like a bitch in heat just begging for him to keep fucking you. His servo's grip around your hair tightened and your breaths got hitched into your throat while he began slamming into you. Your eyes rolled back and choked pleas and curses fell from your lips.

The feeling of his thick sex organ just unrelentlessly rutting into you from behind and your hair being pulled hard was just enough to make you tear up. Your next orgasm came so quick while you felt him halt and seize up behind you and he let out a deafening roar. Thick spurts of his hot transfluid painted the insides of your walls and it only made you come harder.

He stayed buried in you while his overload ran its course and allowed you to milk every drop of transfluid he had in his system to give you. Your body shivered when you could feel his climax spill out and leak down your thighs. He waited until he finished shooting his entire load to pull out of you and let your body slump onto the cold gravel. Your breathing was just as heavy as his venting and you both felt physically overexerted.

You tried to stand up before collapsing back down after your own legs gave out. You were going to yell at him before you looked in the distance and saw that the ceremony was over and everyone was leaving.

"Primal how the fuck am I going to explain this?" You gestured to your lower half.

"Actually, how the fuck are you going to explain that." He remarked before pointing a digit at Aiden's corpse. And once again you were left to clean up someone else's mess.

[withloveoptimus]

Hi! Can I request female readers with TFP Optimus from when he lost his memory after defeating Unicron. What if we got to see the team interact with Orion (we were robbed). Maybe the reader is helping him getting accustomed with earth. How about if they were a thing before. How would Orion react?

I hope you like the concept as much as I do. Thanks!

HII !! UGH I DO INDEED LOVE THIS CONCEPT :D

we were in fact robbed when it came to team prime interacting with orion and i shall try my best to deliver !

also, i'm not sure if you wanted a cybertronian or human reader so im gonna go with human reader !

i may have gotten carried away with this 〜(￣▽￣〜)

TFP Optimus Prime (Orion Pax) x Female reader

Summary: The battle was won, yet only pain seemed to follow the victory.

Warnings: none

- sfw , angst , hurt/no comfort

(Divider by animatedglittergraphics-n-more)

You knew something was off when they first called for pick up. It was something about Arcee's tone that put you off.

The sounds of struggling in the background was also cause for concern.

When they're stepping through the bridge, Bulkhead and Bumblebee keeping a tight grip on Optimus, you feel conflicted.

While you're relieved to see that they all made it back safe and sound, there's something in the way Optimus seemed so... uneasy that sit well with you.

When you call out to him, voice quiet and shaky, he looks at you visibly confused.

"Why did you call me that? My name is Orion pax."

You're in shambles. Just what the hell happened down there??

Ratchet is the first to fill the team in, him and Orion taking turns in talking about his past.

You barely register any of it, sneaking away so that you can try and process the new information. It all makes sense, it does, but you can't help the ache in your chest. He didn't recognize you, not even offering that rare affectionate smile that was only for you.

You cried in the middle of the hallway, biting back your whimpers so nobody else could hear you.

A few weeks had passed, and everything was relatively normal. The team had begun to adjust to the new change in dynamics, although an air of dejectedness clung to them. Miko always seemed to have his attention, although it was obvious when the archivist began to get overwhelmed by her questions ("Are you considered a librarian? What was it like? Did you ever steal any books?"). Jack and Bulkhead would be the ones to pull her away.

He seemed to click well with Raf and Jack the best, as the two always indulged in his curiosity and thirst for knowledge about humans and their culture.

You supposed the only good thing to come of the past week was the reveal of Optimus' contingency plan. The 'key to the ground bridge power supply' had turned out to be an ancient Cybertronian relic, which had been left in the hands of Jack Darby.

That served to somewhat quell the ache in your chest.

While that operation was underway, you had been tasked with helping Orion Pax adjust to Earth and giving him the rundown of things. The conversations you had with him were clipped on your end and he seemed to sense that. Despite that, he always seemed to seek you out, politely asking for a moment of your time.

Now, the team was on a constant search for clues to the Decepticon's Space Bridge, but they've been unable to locate it.

If there was an award for asking so many questions within a certain time period, you think Orion would win it. It was like having another Miko around and it was somewhat amusing as it distracted you from your thoughts, but it was also overwhelming. You did your best to avoid any heavy topics, as you didn't want to overwhelm him.

Upon answering one of his questions about team Prim's human allies, you let it slip that you and he were together.

"We're... conjuxed?" He inquires, still trying to process the information.

You shake your head so hard you're surprised you didn't get whiplash because being conjuxed was the Cybertronian equivalent of marriage and the two of you were a long way from that.

"No, no! just dating." Secretly.

That seems to put him at ease, and you let out a small sigh, already beginning to feel exhausted. Nothing is said after, you twiddle your thumbs awkwardly.

"I must be very lucky," He says suddenly, tilting his head down to fix you with a look that takes your breath away, "to have someone as kind and caring as you by my side."

You look away from him, trying your best to blink away the sudden onslaught of tears. It was the other way around; you were the lucky one to have someone like Optimus with you. You were a human being with a life span so short that you could blink, and it was all over.

"Yeah," You say, voice cracking, "totally."

"Are you--"

"I'm fine." You interrupt him, aggressively wiping your tears away. Your phone vibrates in your pocket, and you take the chance to excuse yourself, not giving the archivist enough time to make sure that you were okay.

Orion stands there, in the middle of the main room, wondering what it was that he said that made you so upset. His felt his spark clench at the sight of your poorly hidden tears and he wondered just how deep the bond between you and him was to upset you so much.

[ikkosu]

Hellooo Ikko, how are you ? I've been trying to come up with appropriate questions to get to know your robot husbands for a while now but I feel like an idiot every time I write one down because I can't tell if it's elementary knowledge or not sooo can you give me a very basic primer on how things work around here ? For reference, I don't even know what a valveplug is, have no clue about conjux endurae and I only know Pharma and Prowl (your husband) so I think we have a lot to cover here. Love your new pfp btw!

Glad you love it!! It took me a while to muster up the courage to swap. I still miss the old one though.

Also it's okay if it's complicated at first 😭 trust me, getting into his fandom requires knowledge of the canon and the fanon too lmaoo. And the fanon isn't so little either 😭, it's as complicated as the cabon with the terminologies which is why I always adore reading original fanon works. It's almost always better than the original ones.

and a writer of the mtme comics (an idw tf comics series) used to write transformers fanfiction, can you believe that? If you're curious, it's called Eugenesis and I don't know what to say about it yet since Im only on the first chapter 💀 and it's certainly interesting...

Anyways, things get complicated so I'll only explain some surface level stuff. Me just jotting down stuff from the top of my head dhjsiwks.

So, basically in fanon stuff because in canon there's no way hasbro is giving them actual dicks, cybertronians have an interface panel. their version of a built in panty that just slides open and close for use. It's located around the crotch, the rectangular shaped thing and when it opens it reveals two interface array/ port (genitals) : a valve (vagina) and a spike (dick).

Though, gender isn't really much a thing in their society, female Cybertronians also have a spike and a valve (in fanon, of course). And there's also other ways writers make the bots fuck. Some writers prefer ports over spike/valve, a different method of fucking that involved plugging and wireplay? I guess, I am not that knowledgeable enough to explain ( I will read more I swear)

So if you write anything explicit, nsfw in the fandoms tf writers will use the tag #valveplug to indicate it's nsfw. And maccadam (lorewise, it's an oil house, basically like a bar where Cybertronians go to drink energon and chat etc. I heard it's used because everytime tf pops up it's just Megan fox because of the movie 😭 and people wanted fandom centric things and not that)

Going into Cybertronian culture is not my forte, but I do know a little. it's a given they interact differently when it's comes to love and relationships. They take these things seriously. Amica endurae : best friend, and Conjux is basically your wife/husband and they'll have to undergo a ritual. And it's canon! :D examples of relationships are Chromedome/Rewind, Ratchet/Drift are just a few . There's many more but I forgor

Cybertronians express emotions through emp field since they don't have a heart but a spark. A spark is kind like a soul? So it's like a magnetic field. when they 'feel' things, other mechs can also feel it as well. they can pull it close to them when they're uncomfortable or expand it to assert domination — just some of the things they do.

Relationships in Transformers gets complicated when there's Sparkbonding involved. I do not know much about that djidskfhkwn so dshsjsja

Some terms, Servo : hand, helm : head, pedes : feet, breem : hour, joor : months, klik : seconds.

There's also many robot husbands!!! Optimus, (iconic dad) Soundwave, Megatron, Ultra Magnus and more :DD

Also, you've just given me the signal I need to learn more about Cybertronian culture LMAOAOA

[lockheed-martin-unofficial]

I don't know how to label this. But.

Tons of iterations of Megatron can burn in the pits truly but...do you ever consider that what happened to him was maybe done by an outside force in some iterations? Like I've yet to watch Transformers One but via context clues an what I've read D...kinda gets sorta manipulated? A bit.

Like in prime ratchet says it was due to feeling betrayed (or jealousy I forget) by something Optimus could not control. The council choosing Optimus over Megatron being the reason.

People I see sorta blindly hate on Megs and for good reason, he abuses screamer an hurts others but they never actually give me a good argument other than "he's a bad guy and he abuses my Pookie (screamer)". Which sure valid but Megatron's scary patient when he wants to be? He'll beat screamer but hasn't offlined him (for good reason Starscreams a royal pain in the aft but yes smart and can be tactical).

Sorry I rambled but anyway what I wished to say was the megs we see in prime or G1 and iterations similar to that...it's clear that it was a long time coming thing, consumed by feelings he did not speak about due to the fact that...Megatron still doesn't feel free. He wished for the rights of all (loosely saying so I forget what the reasons behind the decepticons coming to be is), an initially fought for that, till he was consumed by feelings he did not want for what he was fighting towards..initially.

I have been meaning to respond to this for the longest time, but In the KINDEST WAY POSSIBLE I haven’t been well-rested enough to 100% understand it and reply. I’m putting it out here, because I think I like what I do understand.

[quibbs126]

My brain has now concocted a scenario for a fic

So you remember that one time I said you could give megop a Terran kid? Basically the scenario here is that the whole creation scenario happens (with both Optimus and Megatron conveniently touching the Emberstone shard, I assume to catch it), and now the duo have to go home and try to figure out to do with this new Terran

Problem is, due to whatever fight they were having right before this, and due to EMP blasts or whatever, they conveniently can’t transform or comm their teammates, and also with this protoform here, so they pretty much have to get back to base on their own on foot. And they’re a ways away right now, so it’ll take a while

So the premise is basically the pair on a roadtrip back home while having to deal with this new kid they accidentally made

Unlike other times I say a fic premise, I might actually write this one, since it involves a character my brain has semi made up. I mean if anyone else wants to take it, sure, but I also want to do it. Maybe not right now though, since I don’t have nearly any of the details down

Also I have a short story due by midnight and I don’t even have a premise yet. No I can’t use this, I was pushing it already last week with my other robot (ish) characters

All I really have is that the Terran kid is really big (around the same size or bigger than Optimus and Megatron), and also really strong, not knowing their own strength. Have no clue what to have their alt mode be though, other than presumably something befitting their size

Oh and also the fic would end with the two pretty much adopting the kid as their own, since the trio has basically grown too attached to each other and don’t want to leave (even if the Maltos aren’t that far away)

[brandwhorestarscream]

Oh my gosh, I haven’t even thought about how TFA!Blitzwing and TFP!Starscream would react to each other’s respective Autobots. I can only imagine the sheer amount of culture shock stemming from going from dealing with an actual team of battle-hardened soldiers to a ragtag space repair team who just so happened to accidentally get involved in the reigniting of the great Autobot-Decepticon War and vice versa.

Blitzwing has to deal with a Bulkhead who’s more serious and willing to take others offline, while Starscream is relieved he gets a Bulkhead who’s more gentle and merciful.

Blitzwing is shocked by a Bumblebee who’s more mellow and reserved (even more so if he still has a damaged voice box at this point), while Starscream now has to put up with a hyperactive gremlin of a Bumblebee who just won’t stop talking.

Blitzwing has no idea who this blue femme Autobot replacing Prowl is and Starscream has no idea who this black and gold Autobot with shades replacing Arcee is (assuming that Prowl hasn’t sacrificed himself yet) and now they have to deal with a brand-new opponent who uses an entirely different fighting style.

And of course there’s how vastly different each universe’s Optimus Prime is, with Blitzwing now having to deal with an Optimus who actually has experience on the battlefield (again, assuming he hasn’t sacrificed himself yet) and Starscream now having to deal with an Optimus who is no clue what he’s doing but is trying his best to be a good leader regardless.

At least both universes’ Ratchets are pretty much identical to one another, though for some reason Blitzwing’s Ratchet seems to get rather upset when Starscream asks where Arcee is and what happened to her.

(The two also encounter the organic child/children each other’s versions of the Autobots are allied with; Blitzwing is shocked to find out he now has to handle three of them and Starscream is thankful that he only has to deal with one, at least assuming said organic child isn’t in her upgraded form yet)

When TFP!Starscream learns the history of this universe he's plainly horrified. Newspark soldiers brought to life on battlefields just to kill decepticons? All war frames banished from Cybertron and forced to live in the cold void of space for 4 million years? The autobots have become a hypercapitalistic totalitarian/authoritarian regime. It's his worst nightmare

Let's be honest tho, if it weren’t for protagonist armor TFP!Starscream probably would have all of the TFA autbots on earth dead within a week. Man's stone cold and will not hesitate. They don't have to hide from humans so he can operate out in the open. These autobots have such little experience and training. He'd have them all skewered like Cliffjumper in 7 days, max. Given the cartoony nature of TFA compared to the dark, serious-consequences-ACTUALLY-exist universe he comes from, he's a lethal killing machine that could easily rival this universe's Megatron.

TFA!Blitzwing probably wouldn't last too long in TFP for those same reasons, just inverted. There are no do-overs, there's no goofy deus-ex-machina or fake outs. If someone dies, they're dead, and that's that in TFP. Starscream has to protect this giant idiot who comes from a world where death is more of a suggestion or guideline, not a hardset rule

The TFA autobots are so fucking confused and scared for their lives, the TFP autobots are just annoyed

[mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune]

Transformers Theory: The True Meaning Of Decepticon...And Their Quest For Justice Part 1

[Note: Mature Audiences Readers Only...also reading this post is optional]

not everyone has to agree about this theory, and this very theory might not end up being very long.

but what if "Decepticon" actually meant this..."To Con The Deceivers."

I mean we do know that in most of the Transformers Timelines, the Autobots are made to appear as the good guys, but in truth not all Autobots are good and some who despite work with good Autobots, are in fact bad and some could very well be evil.

the Autobots and Decepticons could be in the Gray, in Transformers Animated, Prime and even Earthspark.

it might be possible since the start of G1 of Transformers, the Autobots and Decepticons were always in the gray.

we know that Megatron from TFP, had every right to be furious with the council, and yet when Ratchet tells the story about Megatron and Optimus's past on Cybertron...

it does seem he could be playing favorites by viewing Optimus as the true hero of the story while Megatron is the bad guy...

it is possible that in TFP, the Autobots were fighting for a old caste system that does more harm than good and couldn't see that some of the Cybertronians that became Decepticons, went through some injustice for how they were treated and made to fight in a gladiator arena.

even if some of the Autobots wanted to change the caste system a little, it could be possible during when the fight on Cybertron was still going on, some of the Autobots who came from the spoiled high rank, would possibly fight against the Decepticons so the caste system doesn't change.......and them having no clue that the caste system might be corrupted.

anyway, I'm going to wait until later to write about the meaning of the name that is Decepticon, as well as other theory I want to talk about.

I can give more of my thoughts as to why "Decepticon" might be more than what it seems, and it could very well mean "to con the deceivers." but it could of been forgot by both sides, and so being a Decepticon was viewed as bad, but there could still be more to it than meets the eye...

anyway I'm a bit tired right now, so I will write part 2 of this theory later, and it's okay that not everyone agrees with the theory.

in part 2 of this theory, I can talk about how the Decepticons in most of the universes and timelines, were likely Freedom Fighters even if the Autobots themselves saw it very different, even though some percent of the Autobots (but not all of them like Bumblebee...)

are possibly oppressors to the True Decepticon Cause.

and just like how most Cybertronians didn't become Autobots out of the goodness of their Spark, which most fans have figure out already.

anyway I'm going to go to sleep and I might not sign back on until tomorrow...but if not later on today or tomorrow, I will try to write the part 2 of this transformers the day after tomorrow or in a few days.

[flipping-the-coin]

[Inquisitorial Report: Subject - Head Archivist: Orion Pax]

[Authorization Level: Prime]

[Listed Authorizations: Optimus Prime]

[Assigned Inquisitor: Jazz]

[One deca-cycle into assignment]

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I gotta say, OP, compared to my last gig, this job is practically a vacation. I’m not entirely sure what you’re wanting me to be looking for, though. I haven’t seen any indicators that suggest Orion OR Megatron are doing anything worth writing about. Even their normal routine is mundane and domestic. They seem happy together, like a regular conjunxed pair, if a bit touchier than the average couple. 

Orion seems to like calligraphy and rocks.  He has a small collection of brushes and pigments he uses when he works, but I admit, I have only witnessed him scribing twice in the small amount of time I’ve been watching. He brings a new rock home every few cycles or so, though. 

You wouldn’t think it, because the Archives are so slagging pristine, but Orion seems to lose that ability once his pedes step through the door. I wouldn’t go as far as to suggest he’s a slob or anything, but it seems Megatron is the one who keeps the hab in order. He does most of the fuel preparation as well if this deca-cycle is standard. 

The single most noteworthy thing is Orion and Megatron’s rather large collection of illegal literature; mostly pre-war Decepticon propaganda and literature, which, honestly, doesn’t strike me as especially surprising considering it's MEGATRON and ORION PAX living together in this hab. They also have several different volumes of a banned pre-war Kaoni poetry anthologies that specialize in ah… you know? The kinky kind of words. If that’s something you’re concerned about, I can look further into it and catalog their collection.

There really isn’t much else to say, OP. Orion Pax is unnoteworthy, and Megatron seems pacified for now. I gotta say, though, it feels a little weird. Shouldn’t this be handled by someone who doesn’t have a conflict of interest? Orion was my best friend before the war, you know? Anyway, I wasn’t sure what else to give you in this report, so I attached an entry from Pax’s journal. I have no clue when he wrote this. His entries aren’t dated, and they are just as disorganized as everything else in this hab.  

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There still has been no word on the whereabouts of my sire, and this knowledge has been a heavy conflict in my processor as of late. It is as if he simply disappeared. His remains were not found in the ruins of the Archives before they were rebuilt, and there have been exactly zero sightings of any mechs matching his description since the re-founding of our planet. He simply has vanished; along with that Primus forsaken Covenant of his. 

I had hoped that it would have remained within the ruins, perhaps even been secured in the vaults, or the recesses of his office somewhere. But it, too, seems to have been lost. I hoped it would have answers for me. I simply wish to understand why. 

Alpha Trion was rarely ever kind or loving towards me. Warmth was not in his nature, I suppose. As I reminisce upon my upbringing now, it is clear to me that while I saw him as my Sire, he did not view me as a Sire would his sparkling. He was always pushing me towards something that he never would clearly explain. I once thought that he was training me to be his replacement, so that he may retire and live out the rest of his days without the strains of his duties; but I know now that that was merely his cover story. 

I was never meant to be the Head Archivist at all. I was only to be molded into some… encasement so that Optimus could be born. I don’t… fully understand all of the details as of yet. I am still trying to work out why. Why did it have to be me? Wouldn’t it have been better to ask this of a mech who wanted it? Why choose someone who was consistently resistant towards notions of the Matrix and the Primacy?  Why was Optimus so slagging important to begin with that his creation needed to happen when it did? Why did my SIRE order my capture, for what he had to have known would bring about my imprisonment? 

I fear I will never have the answer to these and many other questions that have plagued my processor since I finally became able to think rationally. I miss my Sire…. Even though I have doubts that he ever missed me once I was gone.  I still long for his approval, even though I know that I ultimately failed in the only task he truly wished for me to fulfil. I want him to love me the way I needed him to when I was a sparkling, even though I do not think he is capable of emotions at all. 

And yet I am fearful of him. I think I would rather have confirmation of his death than to not know if he is a threat, looming in the distance. I know I have caused him some level of shame in how I treated the Prime he forced into my care. I know I must have embarrassed him that cycle in the Council Chambers. I was not supposed to refuse the Matrix. I know I was not supposed to fall in love and beautifully defile myself in the embraces of a gladiator. I was supposed to be his perfect sacrifice, and I arrived tainted and unwilling. 

I know that he never liked nor approved of my relationship with Megatronus. I cannot imagine his stance on that will have changed, if he still walks amongst us.  His influence has always been extraordinarily grand. Smokescreen looks up to him. It would take next to nothing for him to convince the Guard to ignore the Optimus’ final wishes and…. I can’t even force myself to write the glyphs necessary…

Alpha Trion could ruin everything. He could take my job… my Conjunx. He could undo what little good I have been able to achieve in expanding access to records to the public. He would be a powerful voice for functionalism that just may be exactly the last push needed to turn our political mess into the same disaster it was pre-war. Him and that…. Primus forsaken Covenant of his ruined my life… So why do I miss him? 

As I sit here in my berth with my Champion in recharge beside me, I am reminded of what love is supposed to feel like. It is not distant and cruel. It does not… force another into something they are not. I had no choice in anything my entire life. I did everything I was supposed to do for millennia. It was never enough to earn his love or his attention. 

I do not understand how anyone can blame me for choosing Megatronus over everything Alpha Trion wanted me to become. Megatronus showed me love. He showed me warmth, and touch and affections, even before our relationship became romantic… he was always warm and encouraging. He made me wish to truly live and not merely float through life in a desperate attempt to gain the affections of my Sire. 

Megatronus reminded me that I am allowed to be a person, that I am allowed to want things for myself, that I was more than what I was allowed to be. I gave up so much of myself for Alpha Trion that I forgot who I even was. I am almost as afraid of going back to that mode of existence as I am of being trapped once more. 

I do not regret choosing Megatronus. I will stand firm in my choice until my spark extinguishes. Megatronus saved me, and I am uncertain if he even realizes it. He showed me what it means to love someone and be loved in return. The love I share with Megatronus is nothing like that with Alpha Trion, but I was given a perspective of love that taught me what it is and what it is not. Megatronus and I love one another unconditionally and affection is given freely when desired, it is not hoarded to be used as a special treat when one behaves. Even though I miss him terribly, I pray that he is never found. It pains me to wish that he is offline for good, but I am certain that he would do all he could to punish me for going against his desires, harming his precious brother and for embarrassing him in the Senate that cycle. I know that his approval is impossible, so it is best, for me, at least, that wherever he is; he stays buried. 

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[autobot2001]

Stressed

@mediwhumpmay: breakdown @themerrywhumpofmay: office (Snippet from Hidden Killer)  

No one knows that for the past week, Prowl would sleep four hours before being wide awake. Even though it's two in the morning, he doesn't dare go to his office. In case s guard catches him and reports him to Optimus. What's different this time is Prowl fell asleep. He couldn't believe he had slept until ten. To him, this means no time to eat as he has lots to do. I have to remember Energon in four days. He reminds himself.

This is routine until after the day he has to consume Energon, and Prowl decides to stop eating food altogether. Unaware, his superior and the chief medic notice his strange behavior within days.

Prowl sits at his desk, staring at the papers on the Holiday Killer case. The same papers he's been reviewing for weeks as if he knows he missed something. Even though the police gave him copies of the files, they have yet to say they've found new evidence.

Optimus tries to get Prowl to take a break. Unprepared for the response from Prowl. This is not like him. Optimus worries. He'd get angry at bots not following rules but not lash out at me. Optimus talks to Ratchet and Rung.

"I'm fine!" Prowl argues as Optimus and Ratchet try to talk to him. "I do have the power to suspend you from helping the police," Optimus threatens. "Actually, that's a good idea," Ratchet adds, "you're not contributing anything extra to the case to help the police. If you were, we could have Mirage help them. This would be wise for your health, and you forget we must eat like humans to keep using our holoforms for long periods. Also, forced time off would give you more time to deal with your other task." "Don't call it a task!" Prowl snaps, "that's fragged up." "It's more like a challenge," Drift jumps in, "Jamie is complicated, and even though she knows you, this will be hard for her." "You won't be stepping down from the case, but you need a break," Optimus adds. Prowl sighs, frustrated, "fine." The four mechs aren't liking the lack of clues to arrest the killer. Worried about how many more humans will suffer before he's dealt with.

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We can see what Earthspark Megatron is like now, but what was he like before? We have some clues from his interactions with Bee and Soundwave!

In "Moo-ving In", Bumblebee asks Megatron for advice.

Bumblebee: "Hypothetically if your troops weren't listening to you, what would you do?"

Megatron: "When I commanded legions of Decepticons, my strategy was always intimidation. A little brute force. Make a show of my weaponry, that sort of thing."

So even though Megatron is very kind in the rest of Earthspark, it seems Original Flavor Megatron used his physical presence to intimidate his troops and keep them in line. Presumably hanging out with Optimus for fiteen years mellowed him out.

Then there's the fight in "Decoy". Previously in this episode Megatron told Optimus he had reservations about how GHOST was treating the Decepticons. Then Soundwave shows up and Megatron earnestly entreats him to surrender.

In response, Soundwave plays back Megatron's own words:

"This is not freedom."

Megatron roars, "You dare use my own words against me?" As he charges, Optimus reaches out towards him like "Bro, what? No . . ."

By this point in the episode Soundwave had already attacked Megatron and tossed Bumblebee and Optimus around like rag dolls. So you wouldn't think playing one line--which Megatron agrees with!--would be the breaking point, but . . .

You know how an adult can return to their childhood home for the holidays and fall right back into the old dynamics they had with their siblings or parents?

At that moment Megatron fell back into an old pattern: HE was the supreme leader of the Decepticons and one of his troops was being mouthy, which was an affront to his authority. That's my take, anyway.

So that's my analysis of past-Megatron based on what we've seen so far. You can see why Soundwave would be bitter about his former leader not only changing sides, but changing himself . . . becoming kinder for his enemies. And yet this gentleness leads him to ask the Decepticons to lay down their weapons, giving them only the option to be locked away.