#hurt child caring bots

[asshole-readers-tower]

You were lucky. I am lucky.

“Why am I lucky?”

That no one realized what you were. That I got to you before anyone else can.

“What do you think I am?”

You’re a rogue SecUnit, a bot/human construct, with a scrambled governor module. By far, the most fascinating puzzle I've ever had the opportunity to unscramble. I can barely contain the excitement of chewing on the data I'll be extracting from you.

Do not attempt to hack my systems. It must be made clear. This exact scenario is unlikely to reappear. There is no room for error— I must be careful with you.

“Okay.”

...well, that was anticlimactic. You can continue to play the media. You stayed huddled, like a petulant child, sulking. Don’t sulk.

SecUnits don’t sulk. That would trigger punishment from the governor module, you said through the feed.

You sent a file.

Oh.

Oh.

...I may have already made a mistake.

...I may have bitten off more than I can chew.

...What should I do now? Right, I made a mistake.

I’m sorry I frightened you. I'm sorry I hurt you.

It seems, I have to be very careful with you. You are more human than I assumed. There are a lot of things I have yet to understand.

“I don’t want anything from you. I just want to ride to your next destination.”

You sounded scared. Hurt. Upset.

I still wanted to understand everything about you. I withdrawed.

You started watching a show called Rise and Fall of Sanctuary Moon. It wasn't the same show as before.

[fanged-fanfics]

Hi! I don't know if you ever got this kind of request before, so if your uncomfortable or find better insperations, you can always ignore this ask!

I was thinking about the time Wukong discovers that Macaque has a baby. (Him and readers baby obv.)

And the baby is like a new born cub with its cute little fluffy face and fing tail around their dad's wrist.

Meanwhile Wukong is just like; (°Д°)

And I feel like Macaque would rub it in his face.

If you wanna do this one, you can pick the gender! I was aiming for a boy, but I know a lot of people see Mac as a 'daddy's girl's, so go wild!

(I always love reading your monkey men work)

( 🧡💛/💜🖤)

-Astro

💜🌙 Child of The Shadow — Macaque x GN Reader (As Parents) HCs 🌙💜

Genre: Fluff || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed

A/N: Seemed more fitting to have Wukong just being a prevalent side character and focusing the perspective on the parents of the cub, I hope that's okay!

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- You were going to visit Wukong today, taking Macaque along with you. He'd been far too reclusive recently, and the baby needed the fresh air and outside time

- Wukong was happy to greet you, cheerily letting you inside. He threw a few snide comments to Macaque, but froze completely when he heard a small chirp. He looked around bewildered, as there were no Flower Fruit Mountain monkies in the room

- That's when Macaque lifted up the bundle in his arms, pulling back the folds of fabric to reveal your baby. Small, fluffy, and wrapped up in a swaddle in Macaque's arms. You gladly introduced your baby to the King, who's jaw dropped immediately. Macaque took the opportunity to snark

"What, the Great Sage has never seen a fuzzy little cub before?"

"Is- where did you find them?"

"This is my kid"

"Oh, okay- WAIT HUH-?"

- Macaque kept up his teasing, as usual. He rubbed it in immediately, bringing intense attention to the fact that he was the one who managed to get a family first as some monkies trickled in to climb on the shadow warrior and sniff at the cub

- It took a bit of prodding to get Wukong to snap out of his alarm, but the King immediately swarmed over and began cooing at the cub, which prompted Macaque to step back. Wukong had hundreds of monkies on the mountain, this cub was his. And he wasn't gonna let Wukong influence them

- As usual, you had to step between them, calming down your partner as he kept protectively holding your baby. He was always very protective of you, and that energy was almost tripled for the little cub

- Once the tension was down, Macaque allowed the cub to interact with the younger monkies on the mountain, with intense supervision. Wukong was a natural with kids, guiding the monkies into safe activities. You stayed behind to comfort your mate

"It's alright, you know" you said, the dark furred monkey turning a little to see you. "Wukong's not gonna hurt our cub, Mac. You know that" you said further. Macaque sighed. "That cub is the most precious thing in the world to me. I think I'm allowed to be a little on edge". You chuckled, leaning on his shoulder "Of course. But relax a little, yeah? I'm right here with you". Macaque gave an appreciative small smile, leaning to rest his shoulder to yours as he kept watching your cub play

- The cub mostly stayed around you two, preferring to be held or cradled rather than playing. Macaque was happy to support the baby, letting the little fluffy bundle keep their tail wrapped around his wrist to feel safe. He gave them soothing chitters and coos to keep them calm, occasionally giving a smug look to Wukong

- On the way home, Macaque kept nuzzling and coddling his cub. You were amused seeing him be so openly affectionate, and it warmed your heart that your baby was so happy in his arms. He was smirking and chuckling a bit, still finding Wukong's sheer shock that Macaque of all demons could care for a cub very amusing. He wrapped his tail around your waist as you both walked, letting it settle in just how much he adored your little family together

[sunrisecaminus]

Omg omg- I just read your recent writing with Magnus! I would really love a few headcannons with Magnus being a girl dad, along with Dreadwing and Breakdown, please!

Idk why, but I love the thought of these giant robots being really sweet and caring to the girlie's. 🤭

Message - Bro I love all three of these mechs. I would love them to adopt me and any of the people on tumblr.

Guardian Ultra Magnus/Dreadwing/Breakdown x Reader

Summary - How it feels to have these bots as your Guardian. They are very different types of dads.

Warning - None

Ultra Magnus This mech is so adorable with you. He tries to understand humans any chance he gets, but it still is a lot for him. For a while, Magnus did not trust anybody whenever you would walk in public. Was a Decepticon just going to come out of no where and shoot you?! He had to protect you in everyway. Sometimes, he forced you to stay at the base because it was too dark out for you to go home. You understand why he is like this, but it can get a bit pushy. His face always showed a soft expression anytime you walked in. He could have a stern look and be yelling at Wheeljack, but once you walk in he just "oh Y/n you ok?". Magnus doesn't care how much you like to lay on his shoulders, it can be comforting to have someone at all times just there with him to talk. Whenever he hears someone has bullied you, oh boy. Whoever it was better not come back, because he would get an earful from Magnus. He never really liked to touch people, but feeling you holding onto him made himself relax. Honestly, you could talk for hours, and Magnus would just rest and listen. If any of the Decepticons hurt you, Magnus would only see red and fight them until they die or retreat. No one hurts this child…they are the sweetest thing he has ever met and won't let anyone ruin that for him. "I know how to make you feel better, why don't we go to your favorite food place?"

Dreadwing "Sweet little bird, why do you worry me?" He is not a father figure…more like a fucking babysitter. Dreadwing is so tired of taking care of you, no he isn't annoyed or anything. In fact, he loves to take care of you, but you just have so much energy that it takes him a while to catch up to you. Please stay by his side at all times, he will panic if he turned around and sees you gone. No one would dare hurt you, but if someone was being stupid and did, they will be executed on the spot. Dreadwing sees you as a family member and won't let anyone take that away from him…even Megatron. You were so sweet with him, even if you were a little piece of shit sometimes. He warns you a lot on defending yourself, but if you used these skills and wit to defend him from a soldier accusing him of something Dreadwing didn't do, oh yeah, you will be cherished until your death. Any food you love, he will grab for you. You want to travel somewhere? Dreadwing would always drop everything to take you. He loves to watch you smile, it gave him enough serotonin to forget the war. Talk kindly about his deceased twin, please…even if the man was a bit of a hard head, Dreadwing still loved his brother and it would mean a lot to him if you showed the same care. If you draw him any pictures by the way, he will keep every single one of them, even the ones you deem as awful.

Breakdown This man is the most chill dad in the world. Want to walk around somewhere outside the ship? Go ahead, just call him if anything happens. Want to go out on the dangerous cliffs of Jasper? Let him at least be in the area, but you can go as far as you wanted. Breakdown is not neglectful though, and even has a calendar on anything important you need to do for the week. He is really good at reminding you if you have a dentist appointment or need to clean your house from not being there for so long. If anyone bullied you, get ready for Breakdown to just beat the shit out the guy. He may be a bit dumb, so don't ask him at all for homework help. He gives really good advise though when it comes to friends, letting you sit up on his shoulder and listen to whatever happened to you. Megatron has not ever seen someone as low ranked as Breakdown protect someone like you before, especially when Breakdown defends you from someone higher than him. Starscream has been beaten more than once, and Airachnid couldn't believe someone could have the strength to throw her for meters….half a mile actually. "Hey, if anyone is being a piece of scrap, call me ok?" He loves any of your hobbies, trying to learn how humans have and actually likes some of the games.

[cyberapid]

Earthspark Bumblebee x Cybertronian Reader

reader isn't gendered, brief description of a Terran bleeding

—•—•—

The yard of the Malto family is quiet, besides the gentle clanking of Bumblebees stray movements as he holds himself upright on one arm and the occasional sounds of the animals that live there.

“I wish to do a full bio-mechanic and diagnostic scan as soon as possible, Conjunx. Your file has shown that its been more than a year since your last, this dissatisfies me,”

His optics squint open just enough to allow you to see shining blue before they close again with a short huff, optical ridges pinching together and dermas shifting into a place to show his annoyance. “It's not that big of a deal. I run like a dream, but if it'll satisfy you– sure.”

A small whirl of excitement leaves you before you can think of suppressing the excitement coursing from your chassis to your vents, a noise that if you were looking at the yellow bot you’d see brought a small smile to his face plate.

You both fall quickly back to a comfortable silence enjoying the ‘weekend’ that the older Maltos children claimed needed to be without lessons where instead you relax or play in the case of the children, just as quick your calmness was suddenly interrupted by the barn door being slammed open by the twins, Hashtag, and Robby all looking panicked and quickly speaking over one another— Their rambling is cut short by Bumblebee slamming to the ground with a thud so loud it has Robby leave the ground for a moment.

“Slow down! Slow down. What happened?” Your Sparkmate’s quick to push himself back to his pedes as the small horde of the Maltos children nearly surround him— he tries desperately to calm their jumbled panic into something understandable for the pair of you as they drag the two of you towards the entrance of the barn.

A quick scan with your optics covers them in a blue hue, that comes up with no external or internal injuries on them. But the heartbeat of the small human holding your servo to drag you towards the barn is both faster and far more erratic than usual, showing his panic, although you can already tell that from his actions alone.

“It's Nightshade! It was an accident, we only wanted them to come play. Honest!” Robby is quick to give in explanation, seeming to be the calmest child in this situation even with his heightened state.

The two of you are rushed into the barn and then under where you're met with Mo and Jawbreaker fretting over Nightshade, who's clutching their lower tibulen in panic. A scan isn't necessary to see the main issue as Nightshades servos are covered in the familiar blue hue of energon leaks down their pede and is covering their servos.

Nevertheless you quickly scan the young bot, where its registered that one of their fuel lines have been sliced, thankfully not deadly and nothing notably serious,

“Would you remove your servos, Nightshade. I will be repositioning you,” the Maltos children move aside, tense, as you raise and place Nightshade with ease onto a tall workstation. Unlike the children who give you space to work— Bumblebee doesn't care much for the personal space of the young Terran or yourself as he leans forward inspecting your quick work to find the fuel line in question with a silent panic. “An easy fix but this will hurt, sparkling. I will be quick,” without much explanation after you begin work with pinching the affected line, which causes a yelp of pain from the young Terran whose servos snap to grab Bumblebees. The procedure is small and finished with a practiced ease and quickness as the afflicted line is wrapped in a sturdy tape– not new but better.

Twitch is the first to react with a strangled yell before wrapping her arms around her sibling, resting their helms against one another's, “I'm so sorry! We’ll never sneak up on you again, promise!” her affection is returned by her much taller sibling whose hug nearly engulfs her.

“You should cleanse your servos before- okay,” your suggestion is heard by none of the Maltos children as their excited chatter fills the once tense air but you're just as quickly distracted as you feel your Conjunx's servos creep around your mid-plating from behind before fully wrapping his arms around, sending your spark into a dizzying flutter, “i also have to cleanse mine– so don't, bumblebee,” blue stained servos are held just out of reach of his own wandering ones as a soft rumble from his vents sends vibrations down your back chest plate.

“I think I'll survive,” being behind you hides the cheeky grin he sports but not the warm air from his vents breathing on the back of your helm. “You did great,”

“It's something I've done countless times. I’d be worried if not- the energon, enough Bumblebee.”

[revelboo]

ARRRRRGHHH I love your sunstreaker and sideswipe stuff!!! Is this a series you’re going to be interested in continuing?

And you mentioned in the first fic that sideswipe consumed human media, so how aware are the autobots of humans sentience/sapience??

Oh, he knows humans are sentient. He just doesn’t care. For now, I’m pretty much passively continuing most of these. I need to write a part two for Cliffjumper, update IDW Megs, and the Lost Light stuff.

Can’t Finish What You Started Pt 6

IDW Sunstreaker x Reader, Sideswipe x Reader

• When Sunstreaker recharges, he returns to Kaon. Remembers the smell of rust, lubricant, and energon as he fights through the crowds of bigger bots. Getting jostled as he uses his body as a battering ram, a shield. Behind him, Sides clings to his hand, asking him to slow down. Not understanding that he can’t. They’re drawing too much attention again, but he’d wanted to stay in their current place just a bit longer. The abandoned building he’d found has several good exit routes, it’s harder for them to be pinned down. It’s safe, but once they start getting noticed, that safety falls away under his peds. Knows that if they are noticed, they’ll end up dragged into the mines by the enforcers. And knows what happens to the weak, the young there.

• The rasp of metal on metal has you lifting your head, tiredly watching Sunstreaker move around in his recharge and wondering if they dream. They must for him to restlessly shift like that. Almost like he’s gripped by a nightmare. Sideswipe had dropped you on Sunstreaker’s berth near his head and just left you. Watching the big, yellow Autobot’s head turn, a whisper of unease lifts through you. Because he might accidentally swat you off the berth, but also because whatever he’s fighting is taking a toll on him. You shouldn’t care, but it hurts your heart all the same. What do giant, alien robots have to fear? Standing, you approach him cautiously. Seeing a flash of his bared denta, as he vents slowly. Wrapping your arms around yourself, you sigh. This isn’t your problem, you’re being held against your will by him and his twin, but you still reach out and lay a hand against his jaw. And feeling like a complete fool, start humming the kidnapping jerk a lullaby.

• Venting sharply, he’s aware of a soft sound, of something warm against the side of his helm. It takes a moment to understand its Sideswipe’s pet leaning against him, humming softly. Like you’re trying to soothe him. Keeping his optics shuttered, he tries to shrug off the last vestiges of the dream. Hating the fear still tightly wrapped about his spark. That Sunstreaker is long gone, he’d had to grow up quickly, do things he’s not proud of to survive and, more importantly, ensure Sideswipe survived. It shouldn’t bother him anymore, but that soft humming eases the tension. And he tries to remember if anyone has ever tried to take care of him like this. Worried over him like you are even if he doesn’t need or want your pity. “Why aren’t you resting?”

• The soft question takes you by surprise and you fall silent. How long has he been awake? Listening to you humming to him like he’s a child needing comfort. Face flushing, you’re just glad he can’t see you where you’re sitting against him. “Do you guys dream?”

• “What kind of a question is that?” Growling under his breath, he huffs at the feel of you shifting against his helm. Hating that he doesn’t mind you there.

• Rolling your eyes as you wrap your arms around yourself, you resist the urge to rap against him with your knuckles, because there’s no telling how badly he’d take it. “I’m sorry, but you’re the giant, horror movie alien, how should I know if you dream.” When he just huffs, you glance up at the profile of his face. “Want to talk about it?”

• Primus, help him. “Not really.” What could you possibly understand about his life? About that fear he still wakes up with even after so much time has passed. Of being hungry and never knowing how long it’ll be before he can find enough energon for him and Sides. Always afraid. Always angry at how unfair it is. He doesn’t regret becoming an Autobot, doesn’t agree with how much to an extreme Megatron took his rebellion, but what he can never say out loud is that Megatron wasn’t wrong. The senate needed to be overthrown, that corruption running too deep to be cut out. What could you possibly understand about any of that?

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DCxDP Prophecy Universe Part 6

Part 5

Most of the time, being the son of Batman was a point of pride for Damian. Today, it was an exercise in frustration. Not only had Father deemed him too emotionally compromised to participate in the investigation of his so-called brother. Not only was he benched from patrol until Batman returned from abroad. He also had to continue attending school as if nothing had happened! He could probably teach most of the classes better than the adults! Oh, but ‘socializing with his peers’ was deemed too important to miss out on.

No wonder Damian was in a foul mood when he returned home. It had been the last school day before fall break, and a week ago he had been looking forward to the opportunity to patrol without having to worry about getting up early in the morning. Then that damned apparition had dropped the bombshell that had upended all of Damian’s carefully laid plans. Now half of the family was off chasing leads and he was stuck at home cooling his heels. It wasn’t fair!

After doing his customary check on his pets, he had changed into training gear as soon as possible and was now in the process of running through the latest combat program Father had designed. The flow of dodge-weave-counter-strike was helping him vent his frustration and clear his head. And if the training bots ended up more damaged than usual, well that just served Father right. He wasn’t some hapless child to be grounded!

Spin. Strike. Jump. Slash. He was moving on instinct, letting his training take over. A symphony of violence the background track to his churning thoughts, the questions that had been plaguing him all week.

Brother of blood. What did that mean? A full brother? A half brother? The result of some ill-advised dalliance of his Father? Unlikely. The letter had been addressed to Damian Al Ghul, not Damian Wayne. A deliberate choice of words, most likely. A child of his Mother then. He couldn’t imagine Mother would sully herself with another man’s touch. Even after everything, she still loved Father in her own twisted way. Unless Grandfather had ordered her… Stop it!

Stab. Crouch. Roll. Slice.

Never buried but already mourned. Not a lab grown creation then, to be discarded casually. Mourning meant caring. Love. Did Father know something? The haunted look that had appeared in his eyes spoke of old grief. The same grief that still plagued him when memories of Todd or Damian’s death were close to the surface. But he had never spoken of another child. Would he even bother to tell them?

Strike. Throw. Close distance. Disarm.

Lightning and ice. Defibrillation? Some horror movie style reanimation? Cryofreeze? The entity had meta abilities, could it harness lightning and ice as well? A better son, a more powerful Demon’s Heir… No!

Side-step. Kick. Twist. Leg-sweep.

Strike down the Demon’s Head. Did that mean Grandfather? Or Damian himself if the old man died first? It would be just like Grandfather to arrange for Damian to be killed and replaced by a brother. To get revenge for Damian choosing Batman’s legacy over the League’s while hurting their family in the most intimate way possible. Killed by a brother he should have loved, who should have loved him… Fool!

Damian stopped as the gong sounded to mark the end of the program. Around him, the training bots returned to their starting positions, now significantly worse for wear. A few of them were disabled to the point of uselessness.

Damian sheathed his weapons and forced his breathing to slow as he started his cool down stretches. It wouldn’t do to be careless because of some emotional episode. He was more disciplined than that.

What could Death earn anyway? Death brought nothing but nightmares and pain and torment.

Damian shivered. He didn’t like thinking about his Death.

Shoving the memories firmly aside, he returned his training weapons to their respective places before heading over to the Batcomputer. He needed a distraction. Maybe he should call up Jon and see if he had any plans for fall break. Since Damian was benched he would need something constructive to do with his time. Surely with the two of them working together they would find some kind of criminal enterprise to topple in a Kansas cornfield.

Damian compiled the search strings for any unusual activity in the area and set it to run. Now it was a waiting game to see if anything of note turned up. Leaning back, he idly kicked the console, sending his chair into a lazy spin. If nothing turned up in Kansas, maybe he would widen his search to the surrounding states. If they flew Air Superboy, distance would hardly be an issue. Hell, if Jon was busy maybe he could go visit Richard. Bludhaven was never lacking in crime, and Father wouldn’t be able to complain about a lack of appropriate supervision during patrol. With Drake and Todd having left on a ‘roadtrip’ for at least a day…

Damian stopped his spinning and frowned. Now that he thought about it, it was highly unusual for his two older brothers to have left Gotham together and in their civilian identities. Especially with the Bats already shorthanded due to Father’s absence and Robin’s benching. He had been too distracted by the upcoming school day to make the connection when his brothers had mentioned their plans at breakfast that morning. And Drake had been investigating League activity… Damian’s fingers flew across the keyboard, bypassing Drake’s security protocols with ease. If his brother had uncovered a League connection he had a right to know!

What he found among Drake’s recent search history was not what he expected. Some crackpot scientists from Illinois? That’s what had drawn his attention? Certainly, the older Robin had flagged some suspicious transactions and marked the Fentons as potential threats based on their inventions, but there were heroes closer to Amity Park that they could have foisted the investigation off on.

Damian drummed his fingers against his armrest. Something wasn’t adding up here. Pulling up everything he could find about the Fenton parents, he started looking through medical records, school records, articles… Suddenly, Damian’s heart slammed against his ribs. There, on the cover of a two year old magazine, was the face that had haunted him all week. With trembling fingers, he zoomed in on the image. It only took a few minutes to alter the hair and eye colour. It was unmistakably him. The boy who bore an uncanny resemblance to Damian himself, if slightly older and paler.

Swallowing hard, Damian scrolled through the magazine’s online archive to find the article mentioned on the title page. An almost extinct gorilla species. A chance discovery by then fourteen year old Daniel Fenton.

“Daniel,” Damian rolled the name around his mouth. A fairly common Western name. “Daniel. Danyal?” If he was Talia’s son, surely she would have used the Arabic version… no! He was jumping to conclusions!

Now having a name to go on, Damian dug deeper than Drake had bothered to. The birth certificate named a small town in Utah, but there were no records of a hospital admission. A home birth? There were no records of the Fentons having a residence in that state. No medical records of prenatal care either, though there were for the birth of the older sibling. Had the pregnancy gone unnoticed? Possible, if unlikely. There had been a vehicle registration for a motorhome during that time period though. Had the Fentons been living on the road when their son was born? Or had they acquired the child some other way? If he was an Al Ghul who would have spirited him away to the USA?

The Fentons had settled down in Amity Park about six months after Daniel’s birth, purchasing the residence they apparently used to this day. From there, his records were fairly standard and unremarkable, though there were a higher than average number of doctor’s visits for minor household accidents. Not enough to get flagged by CPS, but certainly worrying if potential mad science was involved. Daniel’s school records showed average grades, with higher scores in Maths and Science. At age fourteen however, his academic performance took a sharp dip, with an uneven performance on tests and numerous unexcused absences. His teachers noted frequent inattentiveness in class or Daniel outright falling asleep. Someone had submitted reports of bullying and suspicious bruises, but the case was dropped and never followed up on. His grades had evened out since then, but the unexcused absences persisted.

Damian knew enough about the trials and tribulations of teenage superheroics to recognize a pattern. And it certainly looked like Daniel fit the bill. If he had acquired meta abilities two years ago it probably took some time to get a handle on them and find a balance between his legal and illegal activities.

Damian steepled his fingers together. There was only so much his digital investigation could reveal. It was time for some fieldwork.

Part 7

[spacelattae]

Future Fics Poll

Heheh what's up guys, it's Mare and I'm here today with my future fic ideas (after "you're dying of thirst" is completed ofc, tho I may be swayed if any idea gets enough votes lol) - so without further ado here are the options.

ONE:

[ something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue ]

Jazz and Soundwave may both be Spymasters of opposing factions, but that was the only thing they ever had in common.

“Jazz: was in love with Optimus Prime?”

“You were in love with crazy-insane-warlord Megatron? You’ve got kids! He’d be a terrible influence!”

…right?

Four chapters, both of them are POWs of the Quintessons rn, uneasy alliance to fight the common enemy! AU, jazz talks too much, and SW listens too well, both are sneaky enough to end the war if they really put their minds to it, they just need a reason, LOVE IS A REASON

TWO:

[ could never tell you what happened the day I turned seventeen ]

(TFP) Jack went to med school and yet is somehow dangerously attached to his motorcycle. Miko became an engineer who loves making things explode and never opened up to anyone ever again. Raf graduated with a masters from MIT at 19, but he still can’t learn to drive. 

“They left!”

“Miko, be reasonable about this.”

“Reasonable? I AM being reasonable! He was my best friend, and he never came back. I don’t owe them ANYTHING!”

Or, in which the Autobots leave Earth without a trace, without a call, until a last SOS signal years later before Cybertron goes dark— and the kids grow up (time sometimes does not heal wounds, but deepens them).

Instead of autobots coming to save Earth the kids (now adults) go off to save cybertron, lots of tearful reunions, Miko was MESSED UP by Bulkhead leaving, tbh I would be too, they were literally father and daughter, Jack has PTSD, Raf cannot drive, he's also a child prodigy

THREE:

[ I miss the magic of the good old days ] <- (title may change)

Bee was a child when the war began. 

Sometimes, it feels like war is all he‘ll ever know. 

“Careful, little scout. Wouldn’t want to break those delicate digits of yours, now would we?”

Bee looked up at Starscream, knowing there was energon leaking from the corner of his mouth and staining his dermas, but the taste was soothing; familiar, comfort, home. He grinned, a savage satisfaction ripping under his plating when Starscream caught sight of Bee’s bared fangs and took a small, unnerved step back. 

“Have you forgotten how many times these delicate digits have handed your aft back to you?”

Pit Fighter! Bee, After The War AU, based on Bee’s love of throwing hands, think of bayverse Bee always standing on business and finding the biggest mf around to punch, and TFP bee clocking Arachnid that one time, "KNIFE HANDS", generally Bee being a menace, Starbee >:)

FOUR:

[ goodbyes are bittersweet, but it’s not the end (I’ll see your face again) ]

(IDW/TFP) Optimus Prime dives into the Well of Allsparks, and Megatron is haunted by ghosts.

“You’re following me,” Megatron whispered into the dark, his digits stilling around his stylus. Poetry seemed like an embarrassing use of time now, with the suffocating sensation that he was being watched. Then the set of his mouth turned contemplative, his optics glinting red, red as the dawn. “Would you like me to talk to you, too?”

Or, in which even though the war was over, Megatron sees his age-old enemy in every flash of sunlight and every tumbling stone and every sound that sneaks up on him. And he wouldn’t mind, really, because Optimus was dead, and Megatron was alive, and so he had won— but that thought hurt, and Megatron did not know why. 

i lowk combined tfp and idw with this one, trust it kinda makes sense, megs becomes a hermit after the war, heavy redemption, PARENTING, trust it's so good, sad/happy ending, angst, OP won't leave megs alone even in death, they're just tragic like that

FIVE:

[ I love you (just not in the way you want me to) ]

Most bots don’t notice, but Optimus hasn’t been functioning right since the war began, and it’s obvious why: sparkbreak is never the easiest for anyone. And Jazz, as resident SIC, takes it upon himself to fix it. 

(Every time he lays in Optimus’s berth and plays pretend, he feels a part of him shatter, until he can hardly recognize what is left).

Hanahaki!AU, Start of the War, Jazz offers himself up as a rebound, Lots of angst, OP is heartbroken, he misses D, fwb!AU, Jazz has loved OP since day 1, and is now really suffering for it, it actually sucks, everything is terrible, ambiguous ending, idek how to end this, lol

SIX:

[ and the knife turned gold ] <- (title may change)

They called Orion Pax chaos-bringer. Dark-stalker, light-strider, ghost of the Archives, menace of the golden city. They warned D-16 all about Iacon’s prince when he left the comfort of the Pits of Kaon to be a glorified babysitter to the little brat. All for a good cause, of course; as soon as the corrupted lineage of the Primes was eliminated, everyone would be all the better for it. Everything they had worked for came down to THIS. 

The one thing they didn’t count on was D-16 enjoying his time with Orion Pax, because oh, what a wonderful little revolutionary lay behind that sharp glossa and sharper-than life processor and teasing optics. It truly was a shame he was only here to kill him.

Lord High Protector AU, Assassin AU, Orion is Sentinel’s little brother, and has not yet figured out he killed their older siblings, Sentinel is a D1 manipulator, and D is CONFLICTED, but also trying to start a revolution, he’s from Kaon, conflicts of interests! Miscommunication! D only applied for the job to assassinate both Sentinel and Orion! He didn’t count on falling for the lil one! HAHAHAA 

SEVEN:

[ mirror mirror on the wall ]

(TFA) Optimus Prime confiscates an odd mirror from Swindle right before arresting him along with the rest of the Decepticons, who await trial. The mirror is magic and Primus is laughing at him. 

Saw this one post where TFA Optimus sees how great and mighty the other Optimus’s are and gets really insecure, decided I wanted to write it, OP and the amazing jailbreak, Megs and OP are uneasy allies, this one IS enemies to lovers, they fight unicron oh wow shocker, Cybertron politics in TFA made me so mad, Sentinel gets punched, multiple times, he deserved it

[monotonesmile]

Hello!! can I please request a platonic tfp ratchet x cybertronian reader

Where way back in the war in Cybertron, ratchet had a sparkling (which is reader) and a decepticon attack happens and the reader goes missing, ratchet believing that his own child is dead loses hope.

And now on current time on earth an autobot pod shows up, and when the team goes to investigate they find the reader inside in stasis, all grown up.They bring the reader back to the base and ratchet is genuinely shocked to see his child alive and well after and he reunites with his child after so long

Just know that if aren't able to complete this request just know that it's completely ok ^^ just make sure to take care of yourself author

Lost & Found

[Ratchet & GN!Cybertronian!Reader]

[Word Count: 2662]

[Warnings: Mention of death and injury]

[Fic Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Platonic]

[Notes: Ratchet is a dad, always has been, always will be. I’m so sorry that this took a while, had to take a break for a bit, but I hope you enjoy!]

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The brutal war that has played their planet and home kept Ratchet busy with injured bots and soldiers, it was to be expected for him, he’s a field medic, he was always going to be busy with helping the Autobot cause survive another day of war. Even so, he’ll always make sure to keep his only sparkling close by, keeping them safe by either keeping them in one of the many Autobot bases with someone to watch over them, or they’ll be following him as he works in the medbay, like a little duckling, though it was obvious to any passersby that they were taking interest in the medics work.

It was surprisingly often that they tried to mimic what Ratchet did as a medic, though they used little devices and broken machinery as their “patients”, as if trying to fix them like Ratchet fixes injured bots in the medbay. Ratchet did notice his sparklings intrigue when it came to repairs and fixing items, and he helped fuel it by bringing them broken machines, knowing it would make them excited, a rare sight to see in the war.

“Here.” Ratchet set down one of his many broken tools next to them, hearing them click in excitement as they took the broken tool, already looking it over for ways to repair it while he sat down next to them. “Find what’s wrong with it yet?” He wants to help teach them, but also wants them to figure it out on their own.

“Mhm! The wires are broken and some circuitry is fried. Plus the broken metal.” They were already trying to pull out the things that couldn’t be repaired, placing them to the side so they’ll remember what they need.

Ratchet was glad that they had taken interest in his work as a scientist, not a field medic, he didn’t need them to see everything he has, he didn’t want them to experience the loss of someone when you were the one meant to save them. So, he’ll continue to guide them down the path of a scientist, or whatever they choose to be when they’re older.

Regardless, he knew he had to keep them safe and far from the destruction raging across their planet, but then again, nobody is safe when it comes to war.

Ratchet was away on a field mission, busy patching up injured soldiers as explosions and gunshots raged outside the makeshift medical area they had set up on arrival. He had just finished helping a wounded soldier into the medbay when he got a call, the base where he had left his sparkling in the care of others was attacked, there wasn’t much left standing and nobody knew who survived, they needed their medic. The news made Ratchet call out of the mission he’s a part of and rush back to the now crumbling base as quickly as he could, and once he arrived he was met by other Autobots pulling survivors from the burning wreckage, it was clear that the base was targeted, this was no accident.

The air was filled with sparks and the sour taste of smoke, the smell of burning metal surrounded him, it was a horrid sight, the sound of people yelling and screaming for help filled his audio receptors, but he couldn’t focus on that, he couldn’t see his sparkling among the survivors.

“Hey!” Ratchet rushed over to one of the responders at the scene, worry and panic filling his head as he tried to find their small frame amongst the crowd. “Where’s Y/N? Have you seen them?”

“I’m sorry, but no, there’s so many people under the rubble, we don’t know how many people or who are under there. We set up a makeshift medical area in the surrounding buildings.” The responder shook their helm, they didn’t know where his sparkling was, but they returned to pulling people from the rubble, leaving Ratchet with his thoughts.

“Scrap…” The horrifying knowledge that his sparkling was still missing, likely still under the rubble, made his spark stutter in fear, he didn't know where they were, let alone if they were still online, so he joined the search for survivors with the hope of finding his sparkling.

Cycles pass as he searched through the rubble, pulling survivors from the wreckage, pulling some offline bodies too, but he hadn’t found them yet, he needed to know if they were alive, he need them to be alive, he doesn’t know what he’d do with himself if they were killed in the attack, but he knows, if they aren’t online…he would at least want to see them one last time, to be able to give himself that comfort at least. The last memory he had of them flashed through his mind as he dug through the wreckage of the base, they had been so excited to show him something they were fixing when he returned from his mission, but the reality was setting in, they’d searched through every possible piece of what was left of the base, and nobody had found anymore survivors.

Which left Ratchet with nothing, no comfort or peace, no body to bury, all he had was the knowledge that he had lost his only sparkling to this war. Something he’ll never be able to forgive himself for.

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Stellar cycles had passed since the Autobots had left Cybertron on the Ark and landed on Earth, stellar cycles since the loss of his sparkling, he hadn’t moved in from their death, no parent would, it hurts too much to move on, but he can’t dwell on the pain either, so he drove himself into overworking and helping his team to avoid the crushing pain and grief that nestled into his processor, even if he knows it’s unhealthy and his sparkling would be disappointed in him for it.

Of course, Optimus had noticed his oldest friend overworking himself, he knew of the grief and loss that the old medic was suffering from, he’s been there himself, but the Autobot leader knew that he couldn’t comfort a mech that did not want to be helped in the first place, so, he only provided what he could, making sure Ratchet at least took care of his needs, regardless if it was the minimum.

The base was actually quiet for once until a alert came from their scanner, making Ratchet walk over to see the issue, at first assuming it to be something to do with the Decepticons again, he was surprised to see the signal of an Autobot escape pod that had crashed somewhere on the planet. The team had quickly mobilized to ground bridge to the crash site, Ratchet gathering his first aid to follow along, who knows what condition the Autobot inside would be in, he’s still a medic, and it’s just something else that’ll push the grief further back into his mind.

Luckily when they arrived through the ground bridge, weapons at the ready, they found no Decepticon at the scene, but there’s no telling how long that would last, they needed to move quickly. They hurried over to the unopened stasis pod, finding the surrounding area was charred with flames, trees had been snapped like twigs, the ground was dug up and destroyed from where the stasis pod crashed down from the atmosphere, the metal still not as the door slid open.

The team didn't know who to expect, it could be one of their old friends, but for all they know, it could be a Decepticon who used an Autobot escape pod to get away from something, they did have Smokescreen arrive in a Decepticon stasis pod after all. Though, they calmed down, lowering their weapons when they saw the Autobot insignia on the frame of a Cybertronian they couldn’t recognize.

It took Ratchet a moment to even process who was in the stasis pad, he had instinctively started to search their frame for injuries with his optics, but when they had stepped, stumbled, out of the stasis pod, it clicked in his spark just who he was looking at, this wasn’t some soldier or old friend, the bot that stumbled onto the earth beneath their pedes, rubbing their helm, likely disoriented, was none other than his long lost sparkling, the one he thought died so long ago, that he blamed himself for.

“Primus…my helm…” They shook their helm, disoriented from the travel in a stasis pod and then the crash landing on Earth, while trying to reorient themself they accepted the help of a rather chirpy yellow mech, who helped them to stand. “Thank you…” They muttered as the yellow mech responded with beeps and whirrs, helping them out of the crater.

But for Ratchet, he was left in absolute shock, his sparkling was still alive, fully grown and alive in front of him, he almost couldn’t believe it, it felt like a cruel dream, but no, they were here, they weren’t dead, but they were different, their frame was larger, fully grown, covered in scars and old wounds as if they faced the war firsthand. It was a painful sight, he didn’t know which hurt more, the obvious pain they went through while he assumed they were dead or that he had completely missed out on their entire life.

He was frozen in shock as Bumblebee helped them through the ground bridge, but he jumped, blinking as a heavy servo set itself on his shoulder, glancing up at Optimus who looked down at him with a concerned gaze as he spoke. “Are you alright, old friend?”

“Fine…I’m fine…” Ratchet muttered, his processor was aching as he shook his helm, shaking Optimus’ servo off his shoulder before they followed through the ground bridge after the team.

He wants to talk to them, he has so many questions going through his processor, but his job as a medic comes first. Bumblebee had helped them to the medbay, letting them sit down before he walked away so Ratchet could get to work checking on them. Optimus kept everyone else from bothering Ratchet as the medic walked into his medbay, grabbing his supplies to scan their frame for any injuries.

As the scanner ran over their frame, Ratchet couldn’t help but notice all the damage that had occurred to them, not to mention how big they had gotten, he really did miss out on everything didn't he? Thankfully, he found nothing when checking for any injuries, just the old scars that littered their body now.

“You’re good…” Ratchet sets down his scanner, giving them a clean bill of health before sitting down across from them, staring down at his trembling servos. “How…how are you alive? Where were you…?” He needed answers, he needed to know how he could’ve possibly missed them after cycles of searching the wreckage for their body.

They sighed, their shoulders drooping slightly as they fidget with their servos, just as they did when they were little and nervous about something. “When the base collapsed I got lucky, I hid under a table which stopped the debris from crushing me…others…weren’t so lucky…” They spoke in a whisper, as if they wished they didn’t remember the sound of their friends and allies getting crushed by the collapsing building.

“You…were alive, the entire time…? How come we couldn’t find you?” Ratchet could see the recollection in their optics, the frown in his sparkling’s face making his spark squeeze in such a forgotten pain.

“I managed to crawl out, it took a while, but I got out,” They sigh, shifting as they lean back against the wall behind them, glancing away as the memories flood back into their processor. “But when I got out, nobody was around, I was disoriented, probably from a concussion or energon loss, and I made the mistake of walking away from the area. I obviously got lost, couldn’t find my way back, but I did find a group of survivors that helped me survive til we had to leave Cybertron.”

Ratchet listened, his spark aching as he hears them describe what they went through, and the lingering feeling that he had failed them as a sire, he should’ve kept looking, he should’ve looked around the surrounding area, but he didn’t even think that they could’ve crawled out of the wreckage.

“I’m sorry…” He couldn’t help but apologize, he felt as if he were at fault for everything that happened to them, that he should’ve done better. “I…I should’ve done more to find you when we couldn’t even locate your body…” He was horrified to know that he and the search crew had just completely missed them, to the point that not a single person had seen them wander off.

“Why are you apologizing?” They looked back at him with a slight grin on their face. “It wasn’t your fault, if anything, I somehow managed to do all the wrong things in a disaster situation! I left the area while injured, I didn’t make contact with anyone after recovering, I think I did worse than you!” A short snicker escapes them as they cross their arms. “Besides, you did your best…and that’s all I could’ve asked for.”

“You did…didn't you?” Ratchet huffed out a quiet laugh, finally looking up to meet their optics, no longer were they innocent and soft, and yet, that same brightness was still present, they never lost that spark. “Primus…I missed a lot, didn't I? You’re so grown…” He mutters with a bittersweet smile, they were alive and grown, healthy, but he missed out on so much in their life.

“Ha! Trust me, you didn't miss much! It was just so much growth pain and my alt mode became more prominent in my frame.” They laughed, not a small one, but a true, boisterous laugh, one that made his face lift up in a smile.

“Yeah? I see your alt mode developed correctly even if you didn’t have the proper nutrition for it.” Ratchet chuckles, resting his elbows on his knees as he takes in that this is reality, and while he missed out on part of their childhood, he won’t be missing their adulthood this time.

“Yeah…just had the scraps, but I got extra cause I was just a little sparkling.” They snicker before shaking their helm, looking up at him. “I had missed you everyday, ya know…and I’d like it if we could try to return to normal? Even if it’s kinda impossible now, but…it’d be nice to work on things together again.” They smiled a little at him, it had been so long since they had worked on something together, even if it was just a small device, like when they were on Cybertron.

“Well…” Ratchet hums, rubbing his chin as he glances at the pile of broken devices in the corner of his workshop that Bulkhead had broken with a slight grimace. “I have been needing a lab partner…” He turned back to face them with a smile as he watched their eyes light up, they always loved to fix broken things. “And who better than my own sparkling?”

“Well then, shall we get to work then, sire?” They grin, getting up from the med bed they had been sitting on, clearly happy to get back to work and a semi-normal life.

“Trust me, there’s plenty to work on, Bulkhead has a knack for breaking my stuff.” The old medic chuckles as he gets up, picking something out of the pile of broken miscellaneous objects and handing it to them, his spark warming as he hears the familiar term that he had almost forgotten after all this time.

After so long, he finally has the comfort and peace he needed, his sparkling alive and well, working with him in his medbay. It almost didn’t feel real, but it was, and it always would be now, he wasn’t going to let anything happen to them this time. His little family is back together.

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[Masterlist]

[in1-nutshell]

Hello and is it okay to request TF with this idea?

Fem Buddy as a cybertronian (or Terran) and has a twin bot. They've been raised on earth and by humans, since they were babies and They don't know anything about Cybertron, they still loves/cares Earth and anything on it

They're famous or celebrity twins on earth. (like being genius, performer, artist, model, YouTuber, actor, or others, you choose). They do love it, the fame, the happy faces that humans get when seeing them, but They sometimes wondered where they came from.

Fem Buddy and Male! Twin are both inseparable, caring for each other, they sometimes speak/act in unison, having same and/or sharing thoughts, and had great teamwork/synchronization, and yet had teasings/sassiness in a mild way

Yet Fem Buddy and Twin have differences

Fem Bot looks like a Decepticon, has an reclusive yet timid and good-hearted, yet sometimes expressive with closed lip, also being supportive (and somewhat child-like or oblivious/innocent) twin.

M! Twin, he looks similar to an Autobot, known for being a leading/leader twin, having energetic, bold, and pompous yet somewhat mature, or something like spoiled prince yet mature and has smart personality, often showing his sharp teeth, whether he's smiling, frowning, etc., also being very protective/ aggressive for his twin.

You can add this idea if you want:

Autobots' human friend/kid(s) have been a fan of the twins (and probably had a celebrity crush/es on them), before the cybertronian thing, and they introduce the Autobots to these Celebrity twins via media of sort?

I apologize if this is complicated or I've been requested a lot. Thank you so much and also take care of yourself.

(also Happy Decepticon Day!)

Finally! I got to this one before it got erased! Again!

Hope you enjoy!

Bot Buddy Twin's who live on Earth

SFW, Platonic, Familial, Cybertronian reader

TFA

The name Issac Sumdac was one well known throughout the city of Detroit.

It was also a little-known fact of his daughter, Sari Sumdac, who was almost always accompanied by two of his most astounding looking robots.

A tall one and a small one.

Affectionally given the names Sonia and Syrus.

Sonia was the larger bot that was often seen walking the grounds of the Tower, presumably as a guard bot.

It seemed like the bot fit the job having such a large, and sharp framework.

Perfect for intimidating any trespassers.

As intimidating as the bot looked, Sonia’s family knew that she was a shy bot who just so happened to look like she could end someone with her pinkie.

A couple of tourist are looking at the big bot from a distance. Tourist 1: “Do you think it can think?” Tourist: “No way, its just a machine.” Tourist 1: “But if it could…” Tourist 2: “Probably thinking on how to annihilate human kind. I mean have you seen the size of those fists!” Meanwhile with Sonia… Sonia: “I think I’ll go visit the red birds nest before lunch time.”

Around her family, Sonia was a bit of a pushover for her younger siblings.

She couldn’t help it!

They had a mastery of the puppy dog eyes she had yet to conquer.

But make no mistake, if there is even the notice of a threat to Sonia’s family, she is making sure to get them to safety before dealing with the situation.

Sari loves hanging around Sonia’s shoulder and loves doing random trust falls with her.

The Professor has lost count of the number of times he has had to buff out dents in his eldest daughter’s frame.

Sonia loves her younger sister to death but she needs to stop giving her near death experiences.

Sonia is with the Professor watching Syrus playing with Sari play. Professor Sumdac: “You know you could always join them, Sonia.” Sonia looks at him. Sonia: “But what if I hurt them? I’m too sharp and big” Professor Sumdac: “It would be on accident. We both know you would never actively harm them.” Sonia still looks a bit conflicted but ends up joining the pair in ‘Mega trust fall’. Professor Sumdac winces a bit as both Syrus and Sari fall from a ledge and Sonia cushions their fall. Professor Sumdac: “Maybe I should have talked to them about taking it easier on their sister…”

Syrus was the smaller bot.

Often seen giving some tours around the Tower for guests and tourists.

His energetic and charismatic personality fit well for the tours.

He is the closest with Sari.

Don’t get him wrong, he loves Sonia, but his baby sister is way more fun to hang out than Sonia the worry wart.

Both love playing around the Tower’s private grounds, letting their imagination run wild.

On the occasion they do decide to make the day an adventure, they both know that if things get too hairy, Sonia was always one call away.

No one in their right mind would DARE mess with them when Sonia was in her protective mode.

Sonia is just minding her business when she gets a call. Sonia: “Syrus? What—” Syrus: “Can you come get us? We might have gotten in a bit of trouble…” Sonia is already tracking down Syrus location. Sonia: “What happened? Are you and Sari okay?” Syrus: “Well… we might be hiding from Fanzone’s new rookie cop.” Sonia: “And why?” Syrus: “To be fair, he started calling Sari a brat… and we might have put a virus on his phone… and currently hiding in the park.” Sonia: “… Give me 5 minutes.” Syrus: “Yes!” Sonia: “But you two are explaining to Dad why your in this mess.” Syrus: “…Hey big sis—” Sonia: “Don’t even think about it.”

That being said, Syrus is almost, if not more protective of his family than Sonia is.

While Sonia can handle certain things being thrown at them, she has a hard time standing up for herself.

That’s where Syrus usually comes in and stands up for her.

Syrus has no problem chewing out anyone who goes after her.

Both robotic siblings are ready to choose violence if someone decides to go after their squishier family members.

The topic of the bots creation has been a hot topic for years, mainly kept up by Syrus constantly pestering Professor Sumdac about it.

Sonia stopped asking a long time ago, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t think about it from time to time.

Especially looking at other, less emotional robots.

She is simply content with her life keeping her father and siblings safe.

Now, to the day the Autobots wake up…

Sonia was away on a nearby island trying to help Sari with her project on bird nesting sites.

Syrus is beside Sari’s side the entire time the Autobots are going around.

Absolutely blown away when the bots reveal that he is a Cybertornian like them.

Even gets a vehicle mode from them!

Every single one of the Sumdac’s remember at the last second that they had forgotten to mention the whole incident to Sonia.

The Professor swears he can hear Sonia’s ‘blood pressure rise in less than a couple seconds when he talks to her over the phone.

Syrus and Sari are in charge of telling the bots about their older sister.

Sari: “You guys are gonna love Sonia!” Optimus: “Sonia?” Syrus: “That’s our big sister.” Bumblebee: “Like human or bot?” Syrus: “Bot—Sari! She is going to flip when she finds out she’s an alien too!” Sari: “I bet she’s gonna watch all those alien movies with us now!” Ratchet turns Prowl. Ratchet: “I swear if this ‘Sonia’ is like Syrus…” They both share a look of slight dread. BOOM! The ground starts to tremble a bit. Bulkhead: “What is that!?” Bumblebee: “You think it could be the Decepticons?” Sonia appears at the front door venting heavy with panic in her optics. All the Autobots are ready to attack when Syrus and Sari run to the bot. Bumblebee: “Sari! Syrus!” Both jump up as the larger bot kneels and holds them both to her chassis. Sonia: “Your okay! Wait are you?” Sonia looks at both of them from head to toe trying to see any signs of harm. The bots are just stunned. Syrus: “We’re fine Sonia, but guess what! We’re aliens! Just like the Autobots!” Sonia finally looks up at the bots and looks just as surprised as Syrus had when he first met them. She shyly goes over and takes her servo out. Sonia: “Its nice to meet you all. I take it you helped keep Syrus and Sari safe?” Optimus blinked a bit before slowly shaking her servo. To his surprise, she was very gently in handling it. Optimus: “Yes, and you are Sonia?” Sonia smiles a bit while placing both her sibling on her shoulders. Syrus stops her. Syrus: “Wait! Sonia look what we can do!” He proceeds to transform into a car and drives a bit around the Plant. Sonia: “Wait we can do that!”

[simpingforbots]

Transforers Animated.

Optimus Prime

Already having to deal with his team, Prime was not looking forward to taking care of another human. He already had to deal with his team – Bumblebee who acted more like a sparkling, avoididng his responsibilities to have fun and cause mischief, then there is Prowl, who even if was well behaved, his “mysterious aura” did not help him at all to be part of the team, Bulkhead, bless his soft spark, was a bit clumsy time to time and had no control over his strength, which far to often angered Ratchet, their only medick, who loved to grumble about every thing. So he was not looking forward to any more humans to keep optic on. Though you proved to be more capable and responsible then Sari, who of course was a child compared to you, but in retrospect, all humans were like children compared to him, so young and small. You were soft, kind and respectful, a shoulder to vent when ever he felt overwhelmed, reassure him that he was a good leader and that he knew what he was doing. For that Prime was very thankful, feeling a bit more support now. He strated looking forward to your scare visits as you were an “earth adult” with your own responsibilities and rocks on your shoulders. Which was not to bad, but Optimus wanted for you to visit a bit more often and when Sari moved in due to her circumstances an idea popped in Optimus processor - what if you moved in here, there was enough space in the base after all, half of it being used for storage while the other part was left empty. With this in processor, Prime strated arranging things and learning about humans and what kind of habitats they preferred, like warm environment to function and rest in, colder to have a good recharge, preferring different types of colours and styles to decorate the living space, just like any other bot. The room that Prime “chose” for you was by his quarters, so that he can check on you time to time, to make sure you will be okay and safe, knowing how clumsy time to time you were. It was a bit difficult to do this in secret, but explaining all this paint buckets, equipment and other stuff as for Sari’s room, which was not half of a lie, some of it was, Prime was lucky you were so trusting. Though not as lucky as decepticons suddenly attacked your street, causing mayhem and over all damadge. Prime did use this moment as to guide one of the attacks to actually damage your building, putting blame on the decepticons, which you bought quite quickly and Prime was on cloud nine when you accepted the GREATFULL offer of moving in. After this Prime team noticed how “attentive” Optimus become towards you, acting a bit worried for them. He was always around you, checking, making sure you were alright, helping you get to work, of you were hurt he would attend to you, basiclay treating you like some kind of sparkling, even if you were an adult. Ratchet did grumble about it time to time, though he was happy that with you Prime got less in to trouble. When you started dating someone, Optimus was very against it, pulling all kind of strings to make sure that they woud not last, like checking their background, what they did and would go as far as stalk them, even scaring them of time to time. Basiclay being a protective dad-bot over you, so get used to disapproving looks when ever you try to date someone new and them suddenly ghost you.

Bumblebee

Bee did every thing in his power to have fun on this new planet – races, trouble, playing with Sari, videogames, Tv, just anything but work. It was so boring to patrol the city for decepticon’s. What he, a small bot, would do against someone as nut loos as Blitzwing Or Starscream. He just wanted to have fun. He ran in to you in front of the videogame store, staring at the new game called Doom, captivated by the action shown on the TV with wide optics until someone tapped on his peds, making him look down, you were standing there, extending a copy of the game he was staring at, with a smile on your face. It took a while to register what was going on, gently reaching out towards the copy and grabbing it. You thanked him for that one time when he saved you during one of the attacks, and seeing how bot constantly was spotted around here, staring at the display of different game, you decided to buy one for him. Bee was hapy that he got a new game and thanks you from the bottom of his spark. And just like this you two started hanging out more often. You met Sari as well and three of you just hangout, having fun playing games and getting in all sort of trouble. Though as you were an more mature, despite your young age, you also acted as a mother of the group, managing to keep tabs on them and surprised that out of all those alien bot’s the yellow one was the youngest, acting like a teenager, too bored to be cooped up inside and do missions. Bee was also kind of happy that you were there and would get a upset when both you and Sari would have to go attend your human life, like school and work, leaving him all alone. And because of this Bee become more clingy, especialy towards you, wrapping his servos around you when ever you were here, which looked very funny when a bot bigger then a human clung to a small adult like some kind of child, not wanting to be left alone. He did started following you around as well, and the only human he would actually listen to as you did sort of used carrot and the stick method with him. It did help that you used to baby sit your siblings so you knew how to deal with him, even if he was an alien teenage robot. Clingy one.

Bulkhead

This soft giant loved painting - a completely different hobby to what he supposed to be. Of course it was a better choice as he can avoid causing trouble at the base, like breaking Ratchet’s equipment and breaking things. He joined a small club of other artist, joining them in the park to paint scenary in peace and quite, enjoying this peaceful time without much worry. One of this outing you joined in, a new friend to make in this small circle of “people who were familiar with each other” and joined for the class. Bulkhead could see that you were not as good at this, probably trying out something new, and quickly regretting as you looked around, scared. Bulkhead decided to step up, moving a bit closer and showing his canvas, making you calm down a bit as you saw his painting, with him reassuring that you do not have to be perfect to enjoy something, even if you are not good at it. You did calm down a bit, no longer feeling ashamed of your art  and quietly chatting with the bot, asking about him. Soon they started meeting up alone, enjoy the compony of each other, sort of ditching the art class to enjoy their own progress and compony. Though with decepticons your life was in danger at one of the attacks, with Bulkhead having to keep you safe and show his destructive ability, fighting a bigger con – Lugnut. They were measuring in strength, with Bulkhead doing his best to keep the fight away from you and telling you t hide. After this experience big bot avoided you for some time, scared that you will be terrified of him, but to his surprised you were actually seeking him out, worried for the big guy and bringing him more art equipment. So sort of this fight brought you two even closer.

Ratchet

Ratchet was not a big fan of humans and it will take a miracle for him to become friends with one. Or one being a mechanic or engineer. Ratchet would stumble upon you when you were helping Bee out after this reckless idiot got one of his limbs hurt again, leaking oil to quickly and Ratchet could not make it there in time, screaming instruction in to intercom on what to do to prolong his activity. Once he arrived there, medic bot was shocked to see human welding the cuts and stopping the dangerous oil leak on Bee’s body, helping to stabilize young bot’s system. Shocked, Ratchet rushed in, though was pleasantly shocked to see how good the job was done. Grumbling, he moved human away, mumbling a thankyou as he attended back to young bot. The next time he sees this human again was after the battlefield with decepticons, attending to Bulkhead this time, who had a huge hole in his chest. Ratchet, this time, decided to watch how human will manage to fix, ready to shove them out of the way any moment they do anything wrong, kneeling beside them. You just greeted them, too focused on stooping leaking oil and trying to wire things back correctly. It was a good thing as your small hands were of better advantage, quickly fixing up what ever small damadge there was before attending to big one. Ratchet watched you, adding commentary as you worked, which you followed immideatly and soon enough you found your self under his wing, learning how to fix big alien bots for free. You did not complain, preferring to know how to help those huge alien bot’s who were the best line defence against big bad alien bots known as decepticons and their evil plans. Ratchet had you train on small machinery, helping them fix a few things here and there, taking you back to the ship they were on and help fix it up a bit, as much as both of you could, progressing quite well with your small help, able to fit in small spaces and fix issue. And even after that he still kept you under his wing, making sure YOU were alright as well. Any harm fall upon you from decepticon will send him in to rage and he will wreck havoc upon them. Any human will get a scare of their life and if you managed to somehow harm your self – you are not allowed to LEAVE HIS SIDE FOR DAYS!!! It’s not to long after you are officially his subordinate and a new human friend to grumble and fight with autobots when they break something, learning a few colourful words from each other.

Prowl

Prowl would love Earth for the live it had on it, fascinated on how the circle of life functioned here. Thing must die for a new life to thrive, with new life coming from joining of two others and how beautiful it is in all. He would hundred percent would love visiting shrines to feel tranquillity and joing meditation with humans, birdwatching, walking in a park and in general practise tranquillity. Though one day this tranquillity was disturbed as he heard a yelp, opening his eyes and scaning around. A human, hanging of the tree, holding for their dear life, all while the branch was snapping loudly, clearly not able to hold their weight, forcing Prowl to act immideatly, jumping in between trees to get momentum and as the branch finally snap, he managed to get you,  landing carefully on to the ground with you in arms, while you held something else. After some time it something made chirping noice and he looked down, shocked to see a baby chicks, snuggled in your arms, chirping for their mother. Looking up Prowl noticed one of the their creatures of Earth – snake, slithering away from the nest. He can guess why you had a chicks now, you were trying to safe them. Checking on the human, he was pleased to see you well and when he asked what it is you were doing up the tree, you only confirmed his though, though you did add that the chick belong to endangered species, with their mother passing away to keep them safe. Also that you can take them in as you worked in sanctuary. A new place for Prowl to visit and he did, checking on chicks and you as well, learning more about you in return. He found that you were very caring veterinarian, eager to help any living being, though terrified of spider to extend of climbing Prowl when ever the was one in sight, pleading for him to take care of it. It was sort of fun. After some months that Prowl spend in sanctuary helping taking care of chicks it was time to set the free in to the wild, with bends to help track and identify them in case anything goes wrong. Both of you watched them fly away as soon as the cage was opened, up and away. With that you thoug Prowl will no longer visit the sanctuary you worked on, though you were pleasantly surprised to find him there the next day. And the next. Honestly his compony was noce, both caring for life and Prowl did even thought you a few moves to self defend just in case anything goes wrong. And with time you grew on each other, enjoying the presence of your new co-worker, a big alien robot ninja.

[dumpster-fire-sapphic-failgirl]

“Vi didn’t get a win in all of Season 2. She lost every fight!”

Vi isn’t made to win fights. Vi blocks with her face. She wins because she takes the hit so other people don’t have to and she gets up again and again and again

Vi saved Cait at the memorial. No, she didn’t land the showy blow with Jayce’s hammer, but Cait would still be dead if she wasn’t there, bare knuckle boxing a shimmer goon

Vi technically beat Jinx in their showdown. But Vi *won* by protecting her sister and the undercity kid

She came out on top in most of the montage brawls. But it wasn’t a win, bc it wasn’t *for* anything. And it didn’t hurt enough until she started blocking with her face again

She was winning the slap fight with Jinx until she sucker punched a child for biting her so that was really a draw at best

She won the fight with War/Vander. She saved Isha’s life with that punch. She went ten rounds with a genetically modified nigh immortal killing machine. She stopped in an act of faith for Jinx. And got her sister and father back. That’s a win.

Vi lost when she tried to bare knuckle box against spears. Pro tip: The greatest boxer in the world will lose against a company of spear fighters. If you’ve just got your hands, you will not win against spears. Accept the L. Survival becomes the W. Bonus, she did protect Jinx from the blast.

And then everyone lost in the final battle. Vi held her own in the first half by surviving. Her and piano man were the only ones not dead by the time the Undercity Armada and Magic Mel showed up. And then everyone lost to the perfection bots except Ekko. and Ekko did arguably cheat a little.

Anyway, had enough of the libel about my angry oil slick and her over designed bitch mittens. Vi won. So many times. When she saved someone she cared about. When she got back up after getting knocked down. Shielding the people she loved.

[child-of-the-cosmos]

Part 1. > Here. Part 2. > Here. Part 3. > Here.

The daycare was shut down a long time ago, replaced by some... movie theater thing? Not that it matters to you, for all you know, the daycare itself could just be a rumor. One of those things that get made up into a story somebody tells the other person.

You tried searching something about it up on the web. Of course, you came up empty. But... those teens yesterday. They were talking about it- them?? Something about this big animatronic that used to watch over them as a kid. And you were sure they said something about a daycare.

But... maybe you were mistaken?

You sat down a semi heavy box in the storage room connected to the back of the theater, located in the plex.

It mostly just held old dvds (as if people still used them anymore, but you guessed it was better than paying those high subscriptions most companies had nowadays), and other stuff the theater might need. Including exrta cleanings supplies, and whatnot.

Just, the usual stuff you'd see in a place like this.

You thought back to the daycare. You don't know why, but something bothered you. A manic bot? But those teens were obviously recalling only good times with... whatever it was. Missing kids? You couldn't find anything about that. And... they just, removed a whole daycare???

You thought about how many people would kill for a good babysitter these days- most bots that are programed for that, well, that's all they're programmed to do. Maintain the health and safety of the child until their guardian came home. Something like that, at least.

But the bot those teens talked about? It- they?? Sounded... animated. More... involved with the caretaking.

...

You were really started to feel bad for just, listening to their conversation like that. But it was interesting! Who wouldn't be interested in something like that.

You could name quite a few people. But weren't one of them.

You stretched, looking around the dimly lit room. It was big. Spacious. Had a lot of boxes piled up. None of them named, though. You guessed the maintenance bots had something to do with that.

You pursed your lips, looking around again. This place... was once connected to the daycare, right?

You took a step deeper. No one was around... didn't see any cameras... geez, there was dust everywhere. The stuff in here had to be old.

You stretch one more time, before letting your arms fall to your sides. Yeah, you were definitely about to snoop.

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It had been about a full tem minutes of snooping, which was a lot on work time. But, whoever was over you barely ever kept up with you... so... yeah.

You could hear some animated movie distantly playing in the background. Thin walls. They must have just quickly built something up to have somewhere to put the theater.

You sigh. You still hadn't found anything. Zip. Zero. You were losing hope. And fast.

You were about to leave, but then something catches your eye. Something shiny?

You walk over to a pile of boxes, much deeper in the storage room. They were stacked on top of each other, as most things were here. But that didn't matter to you. No, what mattered right now was the shiny bell hooked to some sort of red ribbon, hanging a little out of one of the boxes.

Definitely not something for the theater.

You smiled. Finally, something interesting.

You carefully removed the boxes on top, finding even more stuff. Shirts, cups, even glowing the dark wrist bands. All having the same sun or moon themed design. Oh, yeah. Jack pot.

As you took out the contents of each box, you were careful to put it back just the way it was. Gotta be discret. Or at least try. Finally, you get to the boxes with the ribbons.

You take one out, feeling it. "What is this? Silk? Some sort of satin?" You quietly mumbled to yourself, flipping the fabric in your hands.

You decide to take one with you, there were tons. One wouldn't hurt... maybe. Hopefully. If they take it out of your paycheck, it's fine. The little bell on the end made it worth it. You found yourself shaking it a little as you walked around, looking for more boxes like the ones you just went through.

Your eyes don't land on it at first, in fact, you miss it three times- far to absorbed in your little mission to find more cool or interesting stuff. I mean, a glow in the dark jacket?? That was nice. It was also themed like everything else you found so far.

But then, you see it. Something. On the farthest back wall. Laying haphazardly against some more boxes. Like it was just, thrown there at some point. One of its triangles??? On its head, had act poked through a box.

You wanted to run. To just turn around, pretend you didn't see anything. Go back to the theater, glance at the movie every now and then.

But you couldn't. You were in too deep now. You needed to see this thing up close.

You take out your flashlight that was hooked to your belt, and point it at it. It was too dark in the place they had set it in to get a good look at it without it.

Wow. Okay. Yeah. Creepy.

Tattered clothing, blank eyes, horrifying smile... you didn't get why any kid would want to get close to this thing. At all.

You walk closer, there was a crack on it's left eye. If you looked closer, you could pin point exactly where the impact-

You slip.

You reach for air as you fall, any box being too far away to grab.

Your head lands on it's chest with a loud bang.

You grab it in pain, failing stand from how much it hurt. Bone to metal definitely didn't mix.

When you had hit your head, you faintly remember hear some sort of... click. Almost like when you click a pin. It was quiet, but not quiet enough to be unnoticed.

You squint at it's chest. A button? Oh, it had more than one.

You sigh, beginning to stand back up, but freeze.

Your eyes lock with its. And it speaks.

"Who... are you? W-where... am I??"

[solar4seekstron]

(Requested) Nightshade

TFE!Tarantulas x Cybertronian!Femme!Pregnent!Reader

Content: 16+, Terentulas and Reader have a sparkling. After meeting Nightshade and treating them like their own before the birth of their child. Tarantulas soon grows a connection with the small bot. And doesn’t make…the best choices.

Introduction Movie Oneshot Masterlist

TW/Tags: Tarantulas trying to be a good husband, mostly just fluff, omg baby spider, Dorothy is the GOAT, Mild argument, I think that’s all? Dorothy is def the sparkling god mother.

Note: The reader is pregnant but unlike a human women, the metal doesn’t move but it is dependent on the child’s size. If they are bog or get bigger it can cause outer dents from under the chest and a few appearing down just above the pelvis. The dents are fixable and doesn’t hurt the GN or femme bot too much.

You were Terentulas sparkmate. Before he would go on to create a device for hide and meeting Nightshade. He was once captured by ghost. Alongside his Conjunx…You.

You both were decepticons and while he was a spider. You were a bot like the others. Only being a few inches shorter then him. You were with sparkling. The dents on your stomach only showing bit by bit. Tarantulas wasn’t- the best sparkmate but he did care for your safety. One day something happened.

You and your Conjunx were able to get out and escape. Your cervo over your stomach as you all ran. Eventually Dorothy was able to get a gun pointed at you.

The guards there shooting at you both. Tarantulas taking in a few shots in order to protect you and the sparkling. He though of picking you up but that could hurt the sparkling givin you are to give birth any moment.

But when she saw the small dents on your stomach after you tripped. Tarantulas have his cervos up as Dorothy kept you both at gun point.

She seemed to struggle but then lowered her gun. Saying Go. Terentulas didn’t hesitate and helped you up. You both making it out. You rode on top if tarantulas as he transformed and walked into the forest before the others can reach you.

It’s been a few months after that happened now.

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Tarantulas was able to find a good place to hide for the both of you. You’d stay inside watching your Conjunx work as he tried to find a way for you both to hide better. He has a family now to protect. One day though while he let his newest project get to work for a test drive.

He accidentally brings in a small bot. You were inside. Eating some energon Tarantulas was able to find earlier.

You’d then hear someone coming. But it wasn’t Tarantulas.

You’d hide behind some boxes as the small blue bot came and started looking at Tarantulas little machine in one of his webs. Only for Tarantulas to appear behind the small bot and attack.

Once he shows himself to the small bot. You’d continue to watch.

When he realized the small bot was just a protoform. He let the little one go. After the two introduce each other. As the two spoke over the machine.

Tarantulas slowly grew more comfortable with the small bot. Calling their self Nightshade. After the two spoke and they point out what Tarantulas was missing. Tarantulas then allows them to see you. Calling for you to step out.

You and Nightshade instantly connecting. You even letting them touch your stomach to feel your sparkling move a little against the metal.

They were so curious and excited.

After some time Tarantulas and Nightshade continue to work with each other as they go over the upgrades and so forth. Even Tarantulas teaching the young bot the meaning of transformation and having an alt mode.

You would watch as the two continue. Eating energon and just wait for your sparkling to finally decide to want to come out.

Even at times helping Nightshade learn about Cybertron by telling them stories while Tarantulas took his usual day nap. You growing close to Nightshade as well. Them even calling you mom#2 and Tarantulas Dad#2. You two didn’t know the meaning of the words until they explained.

That just brought the three of you closer.

After Nightshade left. Saying their good bye. Although Terentulas cant show much expression. But being his Conjunx. He knows something is up based on the feeling in your spark through your bond.

“They’ll be fine sweetspark. When they return it’ll be on their own time.”

You place your cervo on his chest.

He looked down at you then looked at your stomach. His cervo gently resting on the side of your waist as his digit (thumb) rubs at it as he feels his sparkling move a little by his touch.

“You’re right..Sweetspark..I just hope…” He doesn’t finish.

“….Lets go to sleep Tarantulas. You’re exhausted.” You’d then walk back inside as he stays there.

Unknown to you. His machine follows Nightshade in order to spy and see what’s going on. After he joined you. The two of you cuddling as you have your back against his frame. His cervo over your stomach as his arm under you both is used as a pillow. You were soon asleep. But he stayed awake. And slowly.

Leaving to go to Nightshades home to take their parents.

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When you awaken you can hear Tarantulas pulling an old nighter. You’d then get up and walk up to him. Your cervo over your stomach as you got closer. “Tarantulas what are you-“

You’d then see the human Dorothy and a male human next to her. Stuck in a web on the wall.

“Y/N my love please return to our recharge spot. I am busy. I must protect Nightshade from these captors. I’ll fill you in later.”

”Tarantulas this is crazy. This women is the one who let us go why would she do this to Nightshade?” As you two argued Dorothy was able to cut herself free. When her and the other huma were free they try to escape.

But Terentulas was able to notice and as you spoke he picked up Dorothy and spoke. Tarantulas speaking and accusing the two.

”Tarantulas please. This is madness.” You tried to help. The male human looking at you with hopeful eyes.

That’s when Nightshade came in and Tarantulas actually got excited seeing Nightshade. The humans telling them to run. Soon after Tarantulas spoke. Saying he’ll erase their memories.

But nightshade wasn't having any of it. Soon saving their parents as you continue to try to calm Tarantulas down. But he was always so determined when his mind is up.

Later Nightshade would be able to scan their alt form and fights Tarantulas. The other family members have came and you stayed close to help protect the little bots. Only for them to do that for you seeing you are with sparkling.

Once Tarantulas realized his mistake he apologized to Nightshade and to their family.

He’d then walk up to you. Placing a cervo behind your helm as his other rests on your stomach. Apologizing for how he treated you. You forgave him of course. Knowing he learned his lesson.

But then helicopters appeared. Tarantulas realizes what he must do. Nightshade and Dorothy were first to speak. Saying they’ll take you home with them and hide you away so you don’t get captured with him. He thanks them and leaves letting the humans follow him away from you all.

You teared up a bit as your Conjunx had to leave. You’d then leave with the malto family. Hiding in their large hideout under the barn.

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After a few days you soon feel a pain. Then some energon starting leaking out of you. Luckily Dorothy was with you and asked Nightshade and the kids to go look for your Conjunx. While they’re gone Dorothy and her husband try to help you.

Bee being out on a mission and the other Autobots not knowing you’re with them.

The kids were able to find Tarantulas who was hiding in a cave. He makes his way a bit faster than the small bots once they told him you were giving birth.

Once there he held your cervo.

The small bots staying out the whole time. After a hour…you and everyone in the hideout hear the crying of sparkling.

The sparkling was a girl. She looked so much like her sire. After coming out she grabbed onto Alex gently and held him close like as if he was a teddy bear.

Tarantulas then gently helped Alex from her gasp. Jim thank long Tarantulas as Dorothy helps comfort him. But Alex didn’t seem too frightened. I mean he did get hugged by a robot not to mention a baby.

Tarantulas then picking his sparkling up as you rested on the large berth made for you. Your Conjunx gently cradles the young sparkling and bring her close to you so that you may look at her. Tears soon forming in your optics as you look at her.

”She’s perfect…like you sweetspark.” Tarantulas spoke as you stare at the small sparkling. You take in her features. She looked just like Tarantulas. Her color scheme lighter like yours and have the same optic color as you on her optics visors.

Her little cervos and even spider legs reaching for you.

Dorothy would then let the Terrans in and the human kids. Them all coming to see the sparkling. Tarantulas sits on the floor next to the berth. Letting his sparkling sort of sit up on the floor as he held her.

The bots and humans walking up in front of her. She was a bit larger then the Terrans. Being triple the size of hashtag.

Your sparkling giggled as she looked at the bots. Making baby sounds as she coos and gently grabs at her sires digits and even her spider legs gently curving, gripping at his cervos.

”What’s her name?” The young female child human names Mo asked. You and Tarantulas then looked at Dorothy as she smiled.

”Well if Dorothy didn’t save us. We’d still be locked up. And she would’ve been taken away.. so in honor of our own hero..” The kids looked at Dorothy then back at you and Tarantulas.

”Her name..is Dorothy.” Tarantulas said as she giggled. A new member of the family now as you finally gave birth to you little one. You and Tarantulas are truly happy with the many around you..

Ugh!!!! It was so hard to focus when listening to Tarantulas voice in the series while making sure I write everything in the right order. This was so fun to write and my god I’m so proud with how this came out. I hope you all enjoyed this and as always a repost is appreciated. As always requests are a=open and I hope you all have a good rest of your day!!!

[alderplanter]

hello! i love your fics so much, and i heavily agree with everything you said about the dark star jack arc. it’s probably my absolute favorite arc to come out of these shows, but sometimes i wish it never happened because it feels a bit pointless. the torment they put jack through rarely gets acknowledged, and when it does, it’s usually in a joking manner. the only time i remember jack’s situation being mentioned in a serious manner was during the video where they capture the beast. i genuinely believed there would at least be one video surrounding jack’s trauma from the creator. like- this young child was used as a weapon and was exposed to nothing but war and death for months. he was forced to murder children and their families. he was in constant fear. he was in pain. i’m hoping that they’ve actually been slowly building up to a breakdown this entire time. i believe all of these obsessions jack has been developing (sponges, the cats and the foxy plushie) are things he’s using to avoid confronting his trauma

Yes! I see we share the same brainwaves.

I really wish they would actually address what happened. I know that this show is capable of great emotional depth and character development, but they act like they’re grasping at straws when there is still plenty to go off of, i.e., Jack’s trauma, Sun’s connection to Wither Shards, Lunar’s Astral duties, literally everything about Nexus, etc. I still feel like the move was pointless, but anyway —

During “Jack FIGHTS FOR CONTROL!!??” (yes, there are in fact two exclamation points and question marks in the official title), we see a very traumatized version of Jack that never appears again. His voice is shaky and he appears to harbor a lot of guilt over the people he killed. He repeatedly tells Solar that he’s scared and even initially tells him to go away because he doesn’t want to be forced to hurt him. Then, in “The TRUE DEATH of the Creator! In VRChat”, Jack apparently loses some of his memories from the event? They left it very unclear, as if the writers intentionally wanted to be able to ignore what happened if they so desired. A lot of us fans were excited for a post-infection arc, so this was a bit of a slap in the face, especially since we already got that little taste of it earlier.

Part of me wonders if the writers are scared of Jack being too “out of character”, since the fandom loves him as a silly little dude. Maybe they think that Jack feeling guilty or being less inclined to violence would make him fundamentally different? I remember watching the Jaq, Jack, and Jackie trilogy and thinking “why is Jack so on board with the idea of killing the Wet Floor Bot and attacking that random guy? Wasn’t this sort of stuff exactly what the Creator forced him to do? Doesn’t he regret all that?” It was less fun to watch and more confusing.

My gosh, I hope they’re planning a breakdown, too. It’s certainly not too late to show how the infection arc affects Jack; not at all. There are still reasonable explanations for how he’s been acting so far: it’s possible that Jack is avoiding addressing or even thinking about what happened. Like you said, he constantly exhibits behaviors that are akin to distracting himself, like with the sponges, cats, or plushie (though it is perfectly fine if those are just examples of the way he is). It’s possible that Jack doesn’t feel like the family would listen to or even care about his experiences, considering how often they dismiss him due to his quirks or intelligence level. It could lead to a very interesting arc!

. . . and then there’s the possibility that Davis and Reed will confirm on stream that all of Jack’s therapy happened offscreen, because that seems like the kind of thing they’d do. Oh, well. If worse comes to worst, we still have fanfiction.

[yume-writes]

Oh my god I need a TFP X MCB scene of the bots scolding the Cardbots for relying on such a young child to be their leader. Like ratchet being mad that Jun could’ve had such a normal life but was dragged into battling everyday to save the world. Like. Angst potential.

MCB x TFP crossover

God yes!!! The amount of angst that could come from this would be insane!

The Autobots always try to keep the kids out of their battles and out of the front lines. The times they do allow the kids on missions is when they're with a guardian, have back up available, and are low stakes missions

A lot of the time the kids do get into danger is because something they didn't account for showed up, like Airachnid's first appearance, because the kids went off on their own, read: Miko running through the ground bridge, or they had no choice, Jack with Vector Sigma's Key. The bots didn't even want Miko to help fight after she got the armor, they didn't want child soldiers and wanted the kids far away from the action and the possibility of them getting hurt

The Cardbots don't have any of those thoughts, I don't even think it's a thought for them. Jun has to be on the battlefield to direct them, why wouldn't he be near the fight? It would make no sense for him not to be there.

That would cause much tension between the two groups, I also just remembered the whole episode about Anna and Fleta Z, Ratchet would blow a fuse if he heard what happened in that episode, "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU WERE CARRYING HER IN YOUR HANDS WHILE FLYING?!?!?"

I feel like the bots would try to take more of the pressure off of Jun, especially Optimus he would try to take a leader role for the Cardbots, but that would cause tension between the two groups because they're changing their way of doing things

Ratchet would scold them, he has seen so much during his time, what happened to Raf still haunts him, and knowing that Jun would constantly be in the crossfire would put him on edge. He would also take a look at his wrist after hearing what happened to it during the s1 final

After getting scolded I could see the Cardbots being more careful and paying more attention to Jun, even more than before. The Autobots do feel some sort of relief knowing that the Cardbots would do anything to keep Jun safe, Blue Cop especially

[in1-nutshell]

What would be the lost light crew’ reaction to being told how humans create life by pregnant reader?

Someone's going to come out of this discussion scared or with new respect. Since you didn't ask for any specific characters, I will be choosing them at random.

Hope you enjoy!

Pregnant Human Buddy trying to explain Human life to Rung, Nautica, Ambulon, Cyclonus, and Skids

SFW, Platonic, mentions things in pregnancy, slight angst at beginning, Human reader

MTMTE

Buddy was pregnant. One minute they were filing some reports for Magnus, the next they were in the medbay far from Earth looking at the paperwork that read that their pregnancy test was positive. Buddy immediately went to phone their significant other to tell them the news, only to find out they had left the country on unrelated things.

Now Buddy was left with the Lost Light, in space, with their future baby.

What can go wrong?

Apparently a lot. Who knew that announcing their pregnancy to the crew would lead to a Q and A. Each Bot had a number to wait for so Buddy could individually answer their questions.

Here are just some of the few...

Rung

Rung had already a grasp on the basics when it came down to human anatomy.

Blame him for being bored and curious on how his human friend's brain worked. He wanted to see how similar they were to a Cybertronian processor.

Rung does ask to touch Buddy's stomach to feel the baby. He is one of the few Bot's that feels the baby kicking.

"Oh my! What was that?"--Rung

"That's the baby kicking Rung. They wanted to say hello."--Buddy

"Does it hurt? They are kicking you after all."--Rung

"Nah, it doesn't hurt really. But it does make me want to pee."--Buddy

He becomes much more careful with Buddy as they get further into their pregnancy. Rung makes sure Buddy has a good net of friends they can call on in case they need it.

Nautica

Like Rung, has some of the basics down on human anatomy thanks to Velocity's studies.

When you have a friend studying this for years, you're Bound to get some of it stuck in your head.

Nautica is asking questions left and right.

"Do you know how many babies you'll have?"--Nautica

"Not yet Nautica, it's still too early for the ultrasound to be clear."--Buddy

"How many can you get?"--Nautica

"Well, that depends. I've heard some parents have six at once."--Buddy

"Wait... How do they get out?"--Nautica

"...It's a good thing you're sitting down."--Buddy

Buddy has to calm Nautica down after telling her about the joys of child birth.

Nautica is protective of Buddy and their little bun in the oven after that talk. She reads up on as many midwife books she can get her servos on. Just in case.

She loves placing her digits on the swollen belly. Of course she asks Buddy permission before touching the belly.

Ambulon

Ambulon is one of first in line for the questions given he is one of the only other doctors on board.

He already has a list of things to ask.

"You have cravings? Are they anything like what you usually crave?"--Ambulon

"Well now that you said that, I'm really craving some pasta with chocolate syrup and pop tarts."--Buddy

"... That doesn't sound remotely healthy at all."--Ambulon

"That's what the baby wants Ambulon."--Buddy

Ambulon is one of the first to see the ultrasound when it's time. The picture looked cute in a creepy way. He didn't know humans started out like that!

Silently crying on the inside when he feels the baby kicking. It's such a gentle little nudge!

He scans the photos of the baby for Buddy to have .

Cyclonus

Cyclonus said he was here because Tailgate wanted to be here.

That's a lie.

He was actually a bit scared of how swollen Buddy's stomach was getting. This Q and A could lead him to the answers he needs.

"There is a youngling... Growing inside you?"--Cyclonus

"Yeah, the little guys are growing in me."--Buddy

"Surely when they come out they will be a mighty warrior like their caregiver."--Cyclonus

"Aaww! Thanks Cyclonus! But it'll take some years for them to hold a blaster."--Buddy

"Yes years of training and the young one will hold it."--Cyclonus

"... Cyclonus... The baby won't be able to do much for the first few years? What do you think a toddlers just going to come out of me with basic knowledge of the universe?"--Buddy

"Are you saying that doesn't happen?"--Cyclonus

Cyclonus's Q and A were a bit longer than expected. But not the longest Buddy had to answer.

Cyclonus becomes one of Buddy's unofficial official bodyguards as the time for childbirth approaches.

Skids

He is one of the last to know about the Q and A.

Skids takes one look at Buddy's stomach and thinks they are going to explode. Thankfully Buddy managed to explain the Q and A before Skids took them to get their stomachs pumped.

"So there's a kid growing inside you?"--Skids

"Yep."--Buddy

"But did you just willed them to be there? Or do you have a Hotspot inside you?"--Skids

"What's a Hotspot?"--Buddy

There is a lot of cultural misunderstandings and learning involved in this Q and A.

Skids learn the dangers of childbirth through Rung and Ratchet. He is scared for Buddy.

He is a part of the unofficial official bodyguard group formed for Buddy.