#i always loved the reaction ratchet has when wheeljack shows up at the end of s2 but then i also remember how in another episode prior to

[elreyesvidal]

After Hours (TFP!WheelRatch)

AN: I always thought Ratchet's reaction to Wheeljack showing up to help defend the base at the end of TFP season 2 was interesting. So here is my fic on my hc that they must've had some kind of conversation after the episode "Hurt".

Ratchet was confused, but he couldn't let his feelings cloud his mind, not when Bulkhead needed his full attention. Still, everyone at the base could tell the doctor's attention was split, despite the fact that he's been planted in front of the monitors all day.

The others had made their disappointment and anger at Wheeljack clear for bringing Miko along on his revenge trip. Ratchet was among them, but with all the commotion none of the others had realized just how affected he actually was.

It was no surprise, it's not as if the others knew about how they bonded during their excursion together. The two cybertronians had grown to respect each other after seeing the other work in their natural environment. They both realized the others capabilities and knew they could trust each other.

Or so Ratchet thought. He wasn't sure if his reaction was fair to Wheeljack. After all, everyone at the base, including the other humans, knew Miko had a knack for following the Autobots on their missions, even when told to stay. No, he shakes his head, still feeling disappointed, the right thing would have been for Wheeljack to inform the others of her whereabouts.

This confusion he was feeling, there was anger mixed in but it was mostly disappointment. He wasn't sure exactly what it is he expected of Wheeljack at this point in time. He couldn't have expected him to change after just one mission together. Maybe the issue was that Ratchet actually thought about Wheeljack being around base more.

Ratchet sighs aloud in frustration then, running a hand down his face before shaking his head slightly, as if that could clear his thoughts away. The motion doesn't go unnoticed by the others.

Arcee and Bumblebee, both concerned for their friends, look to Optimus, hoping to convey their thoughts with looks alone. He gives them a nod of understanding before making his way towards Ratchet.

Normally, he'd let Ratchet do his work undisturbed, however, with Bulkhead now stable, and Miko resting by his side, Optimus felt like he should encourage his friend to take a break. "Ratchet?"

Ratchet, having gone into hyperfocus mode, looks over in surprise before responding, "Yes? Oh, Optimus, I was just continuing to monitor Bulkhead's condition."

Optimus remains silent, allowing Ratchet to speak, "He will definitely need time to recover, but he's stable, there's been no drastic changes to his health."

"Then perhaps you would be willing to let us watch over him for a while?" Optimus gestures to the others spread out around the base.

"There's no need for someone to take over," Ratchet begins to turn back towards the monitors as he says this, hardly even looking to where Optimus had been gesturing.

"Ratchet, Bulkhead is stable, and there are others around who are ready to watch over him until he stirs. You mustn't push yourself. Take some time to rest, if only to clear your mind."

Normally, Ratchet would push to stay, knowing that bringing up his medical knowledge could convince Optimus to respect his wishes; but he did have a lot on his mind. "If you think that is best, Optimus. I will make sure to return with a clearer mind."

Optimus nods before taking over Ratchet's spot at the monitors. Ratchet looks over at Bulkhead and Miko once more before heading topside of the base. He's not one to really go on drives to clear his mind, but he figures looking out at Earth's night sky is better than looking at any more screens.

Once outside, he realizes there's another presence at the edge of the cliff. Wheeljack.

His ship sits on the opposite side of the cliff, answering the question of how he got up here.

Ratchet's mind becomes like static for a brief moment. There is a lot of confusion as he feels some of his earlier anger and disappointment that is mostly, but not entirely dulled. He didn't think he'd see him so soon, especially lingering atop the base. He thought he'd have more time to process the events of the past couple of days before seeing him again.

"Hey, Doc, fancy running into you here." Normally, Ratchet would react to the unwanted nickname, but he could tell Wheeljack's spirit wasn't into it. Whether he said it out of habit or because he wanted to rile him up, he's unsure, the only thing he is sure of is that he sounds just as defeated as he feels.

"What are you doing here, Wheeljack? You seemed uninterested in waiting around for Bulkhead to get up." Ratchet is unsure if perhaps he went too far by bringing up Bulkhead, the lack of reaction from Wheeljack concerning him.

After a pause, he responds, "I'm not sure. I know Bulk will be fine, he's in the best hands he could possibly be." Another pause as Ratchet joins him at the edge, neither look at each other, they just continue to look up at the stars.

"It's something the human said. Miko. She asked me, "Then why don't I feel any different", after we took out Hardshell and I told her, she'd make Bulkhead proud."

At this, Ratchet looks over at Wheeljack as he continues, "I hadn't thought much about her comment until after I took her back to base. The realization that Bulkhead would need time to recover and might not be the same again, brought her words back to my mind."

"Sure, I did feel satisfied taking down the 'con that attempted to snuff Bulkhead; but now what? It didn't help Bulk recover faster." Wheeljack looks down but still not at Ratchet.

"I presume you've never let yourself think on it too long before. Every time you've avenged your fellow Wreckers in the past, you've moved on, looking for the next, until now. Now there's someone who voiced the thought, the feeling, you've been avoiding, and there is no next one to look for to keep you distracted." Ratchet stops for a moment, again expecting some kind of reaction from Wheeljack.

He was now clenching his hands but otherwise no verbal reaction, so Ratchet continues, "Revenge may feel satisfying, but when you realize it doesn't help the person you're avenging, it takes away that satisfaction. What are you left with then?"

Wheeljack's hands relax then, "A lot of thoughts I'm not ready to deal with. I need more time to think, away from here."

"Wheeljack, I know you think working alone is less complicated, but working as a team, with a team, is worth the complications."

He looks over at Ratchet then, thinking of their first mission together. "Don't get soft on me now, sunshine."

Ratchet scoffs, "I would do no such thing. Besides, I doubt there's changing the mind of someone so stubborn and insubordinate. "

"And here I was, just getting used to your understanding side. I suppose there's no changing you either." Wheeljack steps closer into his space, enjoying his reaction.

Ratchet is not sure what it is about Wheeljack that makes him so reactionary. It's as if there was something drawing him to him, despite the irritation he causes him at times.

"It's not the same thing, and you know it," he finally responds while refusing to back away.

"You know, Doc, we could-" Wheeljack's interrupted by Ratchet's comm piece going off.

"Ratchet, Optimus thought you should know, Bulkhead's awake." With their proximity, they both heard the message clearly.

Ratchet responds while maintaining eye contact with Wheeljack, "I'm on my way back, Arcee."

The space between the two begins to grow slowly, neither really sure what to say.

Finally, Wheeljack says, "Bulkhead needs you more than I do right now, you should go. I know he'll be in good hands."

There's a new kind of disappointment emerging in Ratchet's thoughts, but he doesn't have time to process them right now. "You're still adamant on not wanting to see him in this state?"

Wheeljack nods, "See you around, Ratchet." He makes his way to his ship then, not really waiting for Ratchet to give any response.

What could he even say? He can't ask Wheeljack to stay, not if he's not ready. He also knows he wouldn't ask him to go with him, but a part of him wondered, if they weren't at war, if there wasn't a patient that needed tending... what then?

Ratchet watches him leave, not going back down into the base until his ship is no longer visible.

[rowiewritesstuff]

Ahem, yes it is I! So an idea literally bashed me in the face and I couldn't help but think 'Oh this is an interesting idea!' What if different versions Transformers have this crossover (Bayverse, T.F.P., T.F.A., GEN 1, Knightverse which is one of my favourites because of Charlie and Bumblebee or any other universes you're familiar with it) where T.F.P.'s groundbridge malfunctioned (probably Wheeljack and Bulkhead) The reader works in the T.F.P. universe Ratchet's assistant and they're his guardian on top of that. Of course, instead of sending them to a desired location the groundbridge ended up locating them in a different dimension... it was Bayverse's while the other dimensions were already there and T.F.P. just lands there last. Just complete and utter silence until Miko says something. You can tell how shit went downhill from there, but let's pretend no one dies for the sake of it all. My dearest reader and T.F.P. O.P. are dating but also not dating; they're just orbiting one another while being friends and T.F.P.'s O.P. is just content and not necessarily talkative but just sweet with the reader. Always carrying them around and so on. Of course, the other universes notice that. Jazz from Gen 1 is just smirking in that damn corner and all versions of Prowl wondering why is their lives are like this. It doesn't help that T.F.P.'s Ratchet has been tired of seeing these two idiots being in love and not doing shit about it. Obviously, the other O.P. versions caught on and the reactions... varied. Surprise, to utter.. confusion and curiosity to completely just wondering if there is a reader on their Earth. You can always add in anything you wish; I really love bantering amongst the others too! AND IRONHIDE'S REACTIONS TOO-

Multiverse to Bayverse  (Transformers Multiverse/ TMV)

Will probably edit it later for typos lol

(Bayverse, Animated, Prime, Earthspark, Gen 1)

Various! Optimus Primes X Reader

Ratchet noticed something was wrong with the groundbridge when it started growing a weird yellowish color. Before anyone could say anything, a wave covered all of them in golden light.

June, who walked in with popcorn, looked around the room in question. “Uh, guys?”

You all landed on the harsh ground, and heard a voice. Before you could hit the ground, Optimus caught you in his servos. 

We all looked up to see a large group of around twenty Cybertronians. There was complete silence in the room as everyone looked at eachother, when Miko chimes in. “Uh, why are there like five Optimus Primes? Raise of hands if you’re secretly another Optimus.”

Everyone gave her a deadpan look when you realized quickly that you were not in your Optimus’ servos. You looked up to see an almost cartoonish looking bot, smiling sheepishly down at you. 

“Uh, hi. I’m Optimus Prime, nice to meet you.” 

You squinted at him, and looked around the room. “Okay so I assume that this has to do with the groundbridge explosion- or I’m in a weird dream.”

The four Optimus Primes that were new to you looked at you in confusion. “Groundbridge?” Two chime in.

“Uh… yeah. A scaled down version of the space bridge. Ratchet engineered it to transport everyone anywhere on Earth- we couldn’t have anything as high-scale as a space bridge because we lack the energon for it.”

“Well why don’t you just use oil?” A voice sounds. 

You all look over to a green bot. “Bulkhead?” Arcee asked.

“Uh, yeah- how do you know my name?” 

Your Bulkhead made his way forward to inspect the other one. At the same time both Bulkheads showed their wrecking ball hand. “Woah! Twins!” Both of them said at the same time.

“Bulk, please never do that again,” Miko looked at them in joking fear. “You remind me of the twins from that one horror movie.”

“Aww come on Miko! It’s not everyday you meet, well, yourself!” Bulkhead grumbled. 

“Can we focus on the situation, please?” A gray mech asked. They looked strikingly like Megatron. The next second, almost everyone in the room had their guns trained on him.

He quickly backed up with his hands above his heads. One Optimus stood in front of him, hands up. “Woah, this Megatron is an autobot now! He’s alright.”

Everyone squinted or glared at him. Generation One’s Optimus didn’t back down. “I can’t speak for anyone else, but I know for certain that I’m not cool with Megatron being here.”

You turned to him, gaping. “Did you just say ‘cool’? What?” 

Jazz laughed aloud. “Yeah, that’s Op for ya! He just started learning Earth slang from Spike!”

“Alright, enough!” All of the Ratchets shouted at once. Everyone looked at them. A good eighty percent of the room burst into giggles or tried their best to stop that urge.

“Looks like no matter what dimension you go to, Ratchet’s always the same.” Wheeljack said. A chorus of varied agreements sounded through the room, making the renowned grouches grumble.

Soon enough, you all began figuring out how you were all there. It was pretty much the same for everyone- one way or another, a yellow light ran over them.

You all started constructing various groundbridges in hopes that it could somehow send you home. 

You often hung out with your Prime, making everyone else curious about your relationship. You could almost always be seen on his shoulder or in his servo. You almost never walked anywhere.

It was pretty obvious to everyone- except a few of the younger bots like animated Bumblebee and Knightverse Bumblebee.

Bayverse Prime (with his never ending confidence) was the first to approach you. “Hello, (Y/N). Would you like to go on a walk with me?” He held his hand out. You stepped onto his hand and sat down. 

As he made his way out of base, everyone watched you two. Primeverse Optimus couldn’t help but feel a pang in his chest as you both walked out. He knew that he didn’t have a right to feel that way- you two weren’t even together. Not yet, at least. 

Everyone noticed the look on his face even though he himself didn’t.

All of the Ratchets had the same thought: ‘Primes (Derogatory)’. 

Optimus from the Animated universe was confused. He was normally pretty in tune with his emotions, and he doesn’t see why Prime Optimus doesn’t just ask you out. He’d been trying to subtly hint at that, but Prime Optimus was somehow oblivious. Animated Optimus also wondered if you existed in his universe- you were very charming and, he’s embarrassed to say, cute.

G1 Optimus teased your Optimus on the subject. He always mentioned how back in his day he was a spark breaker. Earthspark Optimus always tried to scold G1 Optimus for his behaviors, but then G1 Jazz would join in on the teasing so he’d have to chase both of them around.

Earthspark Optimus would comfort him, trying to encourage him gently to follow his spark. While he’ll never understand the attraction to a human, he believes that it’s not really his business. Even Earthspark Megatron gave fairly good advice to the other bot. 

Bayverse Ironhide sort of agreed with their advice- but also warned the Prime. “If you wait too long, they’ll find another. Make something of yourself, Prime!”

You both stopped at a pond and he sat down on the ground. He placed you gently next to him as he threw seeds into the water. You both watched as fish swam to the surface and bobbed up and down to try and snag a treat.

“Are you and my counterpart… together?” 

A flushed look covered your face as you snapped your head towards him. “Wh-n- I-” You covered your face with your hands. “No, we aren’t together.”

“Ah. I see.” Bayverse Optimus had a lot more experience with this sort of thing. “So you have feelings for him, then?”

Your face got impossibly warmer and simply nodded. “We haven’t been dating so to say… but we’re really close. I would just never have the guts to… you know.” 

Bayverse Optimus merely nodded at you and left you at the pond by yourself. When he got back into the base he and Ironhide grabbed the Prime by his arms and began dragging him off. The other Primes and Ratchets knew exactly what was going on and followed.

When they got into a more secluded room of the base, they set him down and pushed him into a chair. Primeverse Optimus was confused and a little anxious as the many bots surrounded him.

“When are you going to ask them out?” G1 Optimus teased. 

Primverse merely shook his head. “I don’t think that is a good idea at the moment. There’s a war go-”

“Oh stop being a fragging boltbrain!” Bayverse Ratchet yelled. 

“They have been waiting for you to ask them out for months now!” Primeverse Ratchet yelled. 

His eyes widened at that knowledge. “I don’t know.”

“Fine, I guess I’ll go ask the lil’ lady on a date then.” Jazz began to strut out of the room when Optimus shouted for him to stop.

“What should I say?” Primeverse Optimus questioned. 

“Alright, so here’s what you say.”

While you were at the pond,  a gathering of girls and femme bots surrounded you.

“So he still hasn’t asked you out yet?!” The Arcees were shocked.

“Yeah, you’d think he would have by now, right?” Their counterpart from Primeverse shook her head. “I think he’s just worried about the war.”

Miko threw her hands over her head. “So?! He needs to get the girl!” 

Your hands were holding your face yet again. Prowl gently laid a hand on your shoulder. “Don’t worry, (Y/N). Good things come in time- and some bots,” he glared at everyone else, “Shouldn’t rush it.”

You smiled up at the ninjabot. “Thanks, Prowl.” 

He smiled back, though irritated at the situation. Some bots were so nosy and loud. They always had to get into everything and couldn’t leave well enough alone. 

Suddenly you were swept up by Jazz, who yelled out “Sorry, I’m borrowing the lil’ lady!” Prowl facepalmed as the girls cheered.

You and Optimus were shoved into a room together. The large bot offered a hand to you which you stepped onto. He raised you up to eye level.

“I” He paused to get his words together. “I have had feelings for you for a while. I know that we’ve been friends for a while, and just friends. I have no clue if you share the sa-”

“If you’re asking me out, the answer is yes.” You planted a shy kiss on his faceplate. The Prime’s cheeks grew a flushed blue. Suddenly confetti streamers fell on the two of you. You both looked up to see Miko, Animated Bee, and Sari in the rafters. A bucket fell on Optimus’ head which made the rafter bound group wince.

“Uh.. congrats?” Bumblebee quickly grabbed the other two kids and bolted. 

You and Optimus chuckled as he brought you up to his faceplate for another kiss.

ALTERNATIVE ENDING:

You and Optimus were shoved into a room together. The large bot offered a hand to you which you stepped onto. He raised you up to eye level. “I-” he paused to get his words together. “Well, my name is Optimus Prime, yo! The other primes are my friends, yo! Uh-huh, they told me everything.”

You looked up at Optimus in confusion, about to say something when he continued. 

“And I like you a lot, yo!” 

Outside the door, everyone looked at Jazz with glares. He just shrugged as a grin pulled at his face. "What? I’m sure it will work.”

[scalproie]

Literally watched all of S2 last night and I dont feel like doing individual reactions sooo

All of S1:E26 was me pointing at gay people on my screen and going "hey thats from the little dark age amv"

The orion pax arc is still literally so funny. Later episodes show that there was NO REASON to keep optimus/orion alive bc soundwave and THE FUCKING SHIP can also decode the locations of the mcguffins, megatron literally couldve won the war here and there what the hell. it took meg all of 0.5 seconds after he heard his former boytoy utter his name to try and find excuses to keep him around. Also making him call you "my lord"? I Know What You Are.

And apparently optimus/orion stayed on the nemesis for two months which is crazy to me bc megatron cannot improvise to save his fucking life what do you MEAN warlord ratchet??? YOU HAVE ULTRA MAGNUS IN YOUR FILES

It was funny tho bc meg heard ratchet say "I am your doctor of doom" and thought Hey thats pretty good and then make a callback to that when telling optimus/orion ratchet is evil incarnate

Extra hilarious to me that it partially ended bc starscream went to the nemesis to raid the fridge. [Megatron voice] this plane does nothing but ruin my life

The episodes where they send arcee and jin kazama to cybertron was pretty cool i did like the vibe it really felt alien ruins-like

You can tell the experience fucked optimus a little bc first episode after the season opening and peepaw is ready to consider warcrimes

Next was the "bumblebee gets his kidney stolen" arc and I have nothing to say other than it was funny when of course it ends in starscream getting his kidney stolen

Ok I do have some stuff to say actually, we trash on the cons a lot bc theyre disloyal assholes, but when a bot is told to stay at the base for valid reasons, they bitch and moan and end up disobeying anyway and never get punished severely by peepaw optimus bc them not following orders ALWAYS works in their favor

Megatron goes "Nu-uh-uh!" in S2:E5

Im always just so happy when meg is on screen ngl he is such a massive asshole bastard🩶

Dreadwing's cool I like how he just has a fucking flip phone to dramatically blow shit up

Everytime I see wheeljack im like oh god if the show has been made just a few years later he wouldve been drift

I FORGOT HOW QUICKLY BREAKDOWN DIED fanon will really build a castle out of 4 twigs huh. and the castle sucks ass anyway

Airachnid slayed and she was gone too soon

They lowballed megatron so hard in the episode where he was struggling against one (1) insecticon BUT. he was sexy in this ep. To me. Not to optimus anymore😔

Nemesis prime was well-introduced in the show but this is hysterical to me that THIS is the show that has the "evil double of optimus" concept

Every episode with starscream after he loses his cog is excellent and you have no idea how much it pains me to admit that

S2:E10-E11 is just megatron and the gang having the weirdest fucking day and it might be my fav eps. I think I just love watching the cons do shit. Megatron killed starscream four times, fought an army of bugs and then gave drugs to his ship

Knockout and megatron's banter is surprisingly always very entertaining. I think meg just like bouncing off of a little jester

The four relics episode are kinda whatever BUT they did gave us the one (1) soundwave focused episode and whaddayaknow he was extremely sexy and competent and it was funny to see him being treated like megatron's special boy&bird

Also bulkhead continue to have plot armor thicker than the apex armor like come on in every single one of his episodes he comes just this close to death

SHOOOOOOOOOCKWAAAAAAAAAVE

I was waiting to see smokescreen's episodes before judging but now that I did I can safely say *drops to my knees sobbing* IT SHOULD BEEN HOT RODDDDDDDDD

At least his friendship with jin kazama was cute, like that "green for go" was cute

Silas ditching his highly competent human crew to sucker up to megatron really felt like they had no idea what to do with his character anymore bc what??? Like okay you remove a third faction to focus more on the main ones but still

I fucking love S2:E20 bc 1) just throw some more mystical stuff at optimus like go full arthurian stories now, 2) lots of megatron action and 3) "drop the mountain on him"

I know its likely an animation lighting thing and optimus simply could not be based like that in the first place but conceptually it is absolutely hysterical to me that after slicing effortlessly a mountain in half, making megatron look like THIS

Optimus then look straight up at the camera and fucking winks at him

And then immediately after that, megatron going "decepticons, we are so fucked."

And THEN next episode is literally "MEGATRON YOU CRAZY BITCH" like come dreadwing lets desecrate a demigod's tomb

He fucking sucks at naming stuff tho bc dark star saber??? Come on man

The rest of the omega keys episodes are also whatever but fucking hell if the whole Peter Cullen speaking in slow motion and Steve Blum mimicking that didnt get to me hard

The last starscream episode tho? Screamer cringe compilation while hes having the worst job interview of his life, of course i loved it

MEGATRON NOOO YOU KILLED THE WRONG PLANE

But again, hilarious that for the season finale megatron went "alright guys no more fucking around" and they basically won. That one moment where meg, screamer, KO all laughing maniacally together with soundwave just shaking in silent laughter with them was really funny. Only shocky is missing for the decepticon high command reunion

I really liked the moment where raf, miko and jin kazama were like "the autobots are ready to sacrifice their life for our planet, im ready to do the same for theirs" idk thats really brave and it struck me

Optimus chopping megatron's arm was really fucking cold

SILVER ERADICONSSSSSS

They blew up the autobot base like the white house in shadow the hedgehog

Overall, a lot of my favorite episodes are in this season so👍 #megatronsweep

[mycarhasasecret]

What about the tfp Autobots(Op, ratchet, bee, Arcee, and Bulkhead) reacting to their show???? I think that would be kinda neat to see their reaction to them being on a show in a different world

If it's ro much I get it. Thank you and have a good day/night!!!!

Yeah, sure

Optimus Prime

-Wonders if he can use it for some tactical purpose. The scenes that take place on the Nemesis are especially of interest to him. If he is able to discern patters or weaknesses from these scenes then maybe he and his team have a fighting chance.

-Finds it interesting to see what his comrades are up to while on missions that he does not accompany them on. It’s also interesting to see past happenings from different perspectives. He believes he can use this to understand his teammates and the dynamics among them better.

-it is of the utmost importance that the Decepticons do not find out about this. Megatron is likely to also use this for tactical advantage in the same way that Optimus wants to use it.

Ratchet

-“I do not say that!” “That doesn’t even look like me!” I never said that!” “This is a gross oversimplification of the situation!” “Okay, this line makes more sense when you consider…!”

-critiques and criticizes like no one you’ve met. But he can’t deny being entertained. He takes a stroll down memory lane, enjoying the nostalgia, even the violent parts.

-Line Optimus, he fears the repercussions if the Decepticons should get their hands on this information. It could be catastrophic for Autobots, humans, and any other beings who occupy the universe. This is dangerous information and, frankly, the thought that it’s out there free for the consuming is terrifying.

Bumblebee

-oooooooooooo how cool! He’s excited about this development, and watches eagerly. He makes notes and talks about all the missions. He finds the Nemesis scenes to be especially interesting, even if they piss him off from time to time.

-He loves the moments with Raf, his best friend. It warms his spark to watch him grow up all over again. It makes him immeasurably happy to see Raf and all the other humans get closer and bond with him and his team.

-He watches it all the way through, the good times and the bad times bringing him joy and sorrow respectively. He’s very happy that he knows this exists now, and wants a physical copy of the series to be able to watch it over and over again.

Arcee

-Seeing Cliffjumper die, and all the subsequent happenings gives her a weird kind of closure that she never really got before, even if it pisses her off all over again. At least she knows he went out fighting. At least she knows what happened to her partner in the end.

-Her main concern, again, is the ‘cons. But it’s also nice to go back and look at things. But it is frustrating from time to time. Hindsight being 20/20 and all…

-She does a lot of groaning and eye-rolling. But it gets a few laughs out of her too. She enjoys watching it, going back and seeing everything. But after a few of the darker, more personal happenings she has to take a break and come back to it later to finish watching.

Bulkhead

-He thinks it’s weird, all his business on display like that. Anyone can’t watch this. Anyone can see into Autobot base. Looking at him…always watching…freaky….

-Then he gets to the parts with Niko and Wheeljack. His spark melts as he reflects on all the good times together. He loves hanging out with his friends more than anything. They made all the war bullshit as bearable as it could possibly be. And he’ll always love them for that.

-The dark stuff makes him sad. But it’s counteracted by his love of crushing ‘cons! It’s what he’s good at and, again, it’s been a bonding activity with him and his buddies! It all circles back to having a good time with his friends.

[my-own-oracle]

Loving you- requested!

EDIT: this has been re-uploaded since my account was deleted! I am sorry for the inconvenience. 

Tfp bots with number 42-"I have never loved you as much as I do right now."

@a-bitchtm I love your enthusiasm, usually have a limit on the number of bots I have per request. But because I made you wait so long and I had a lot of fun with it, I did four of them. If you want to see any more, let me know. 

Ratchet

Ratchet was usually quite hard to approach: his no-nonsense demeanor often left interactions with the bot feeling flat, and with much to be desired. But he had been appointed your guardian, and a stubborn mech like the doc required a stubborn companion. 

You often spent your days at the base, watching the giant doctor work. But the evenings we're where the battles of stubbornness were indeed waged.

 You had been studying a map of your home city, it was only a state over and the proposed location of another artifact. You had been looking for a site that could hide, or be built around a 'mystical' cybertronian object. You had accepted this task, earlier this afternoon, but you still felt like you nad nothing. 

Ratchet was standing not far off. Mumbling to himself as he worked through the lines of gibberish, you recognized as cybertronian. You had tried to convince him to take a break and recharge a few hours ago, but he insisted he was fine. 

He wasn't. You could tell he was tired. His frame sagged, and his mumbling and squinting of his optics gave it away. A yawn caught you off guard as you checked your watch. 2:39 am. You had decided to keep him company. After all, you had work to do too, but your body was beginning to protest. Another yawn, you turned back to the maps laid out in front of you. 

"You need to go and sleep." Ratchet's voice filled the empty air, but his attention was still on the large screens. 

"So do you," you watched his helm shake slightly.

"No, I have to much to do."

"And taking care of yourself is also on that list." Ratchet turned to face you, and his optics looked dim. "Your tired, your frame is sagging," you raised a finger with each point, "your eye -ah optics, are dim and your starting to sway"'  

"You're infuriating. You are no better. You've yawned 36 times in the past two hours. Almost cycled off in to recharge 5 times in the past thirty, and if you want to call my optics dim, I would say yours have been snuffed out." His voice was firm, but it lacked its usual snark. 

"Since when do you keep such close track of me?" You stood up, waving your hand at his monitor. "You're always talking about how much more important your work is, but you're willing to use brainpower to keep track of the number of times I've started falling asleep?"

"It's my job to make sure all members of this team are in top form."

"All members?"

"Yes, "

"Then that includes yourself" He stammered a moment. Another sign to add to your ever-growing list. 

"Since when did you start fretting over an old mech?" A giant hand placed itself next to you, a silent offer. You climbed up, opting to sit in his open hand rather than trust your legs to hold you steady.

"Since the day I met you, Ratchet." He mumbled a response. You didn't quite hear it. 

"One more time, "

"I have never loved you as much as I do right now." You smiled, and so did Ratchet. You loved his smile, he should do it more. 

"Then love me enough to go to sleep; if you go to bed, I will too." Ratchet grumbled and smiled. With a few taps to his computer, he turned off the monitors and headed off to his hab-unit with you in hand to get some rest. 

Bulkhead

Today had played out so differently in your head. The dream had been waking up to no excitement. There is no need to storm an energon mine, no world-shattering event to stop. Thanks to a school-wide trip, no teenagers making errors could cause huge problems. At the end of this uneventful day, you would have all the time in the world to go out and watch the meteor shower that was occurring at 2am. Instead, you had been sent out on a mission with Bulkhead only to discover at its end, that the ground bridge wasn't working. 

"Why did we allow her to come again?" You turned and watched Miko as she played a game on her phone in the back. She was sprawled out in the back tired out from the rock show she performed for you on the drive up and the hiking around during recon. 

"Because her school trip got canceled, and I have a hard time saying no," Bulkhead's voice quietly filtered through the cab. You chuckled, Miko seemed lost in her own world at the moment, so you decided to give her space.

"You are wrapped around her finger" You all round a bend before you talk again. "How far are we from the base?"

"A good day's drive. Maybe more if we want to avoid major cities." You feel like sulking, you were definitely missing that meteor shower. "What's wrong, did you have a hot date tonight?" 

The eye roll was a gut reaction, as was your smile. "You know I don't have time for that; besides, you're starting to sound like Wheeljack." 

"Seriously then." you sighed, shifting to slouch lower in your seat. 

"There's this meteor shower tonight." You didn't know how much of this Bulkhead cared about, but he had been the one to ask…" I was going to spend time researching the best possible location to watch it from and see if I could bribe Ratchet to bridging me there and back."

"But now you get to hang with us." Miko injected, while Bulkhead realized the source of your frustration.

"You'd rather be watching it, hm?"

"Don't take it as I don't want to spend time with the two of you," you gesture to the cab, "It's just since I was little I've always wanted to watch the 'falling stars' my mom talked about seeing once." 

"It sounds nice," You leaned deeper into Bulkhead's seats.

"More like boring, but hey, to each their own." Miko flopped forward over the center console. "Hey, let's play a game while we drive." You smiled as Miko tried to describe her road trip game to Bulkhead. You spent a moment pushing the meteors out of your head; after all, it was not every day you got to spend quality time with these two. 

     * 

"(Y/N). Can you wake up?" The question was light. Bulkheads voice breaking the silence during another of Miko's and your naps. The sun had set at some point, casting the day into a soft and comforting darkness, illuminated by the milky way's thousands of stars. "(Y/N), wake up." Your head jerked awake at Bulkheads prodding. When had you fallen asleep? You had wanted to keep the giant bot company through the night since he was determined to drive as long as possible. 

"Is everything ok?" you started looking around. Outside looked peaceful, and inside was quiet except for the snores emitting from the teenager behind you. "Has Miko been asleep the whole ride?" You looked back in disbelief. It looked as though she had moved, but you had no evidence that she had woken up. 

Bulkhead chuckled, "You're delusional if you really think Miko would sleep for the majority of a day." You swatted at the headrest of the seat next to you. "Ok, ok. She was awake for a while after you fell asleep. I tried to keep her quiet." 

You were touched at the effort that must have taken. Miko was loud and brash, keeping her occupied and quite must have been a handful to do while trying to drive them home. "Thank you, Bulk." you shifted to lean against his door. "How far out are we?"

The sound of tires on the paved road filled your ears, and you watched as the wheel moved to keep them steady. "Not too far, but I'm taking a slight detour." He sounded guilty, 

"What was going on?" Slowly, being careful not to jostle the cab, Bulkhead pulled over to the side of the road. You felt the locking mechanism move under your back. "Step out, will you?" You eyed the dash, curious as to what on earth Bulkhead could want this late at night. 

"Bulk what's-" a man materialized in the seat next to you. He was a big broad-chested man with dark skin and an Autobot tattoo on his right shoulder. His black wifebeater and green cargo pants screamed military and soldier in your mind. His body had materialized with his hands on the steering wheel, his arms relaxed, and his eyes gently closed. He was still for only a moment, and in that moment, your heart sped up. From what you couldn't tell, but it was hammering. 

His eyes opened to reveal an unusual blue color, one more resembling the color of the bot's optics than any blue you had seen in a human. The man wasted no time opening up the driver's side door and stepping out. Hesitantly you followed. "What-"

"What do you think?" The man kept his head upwards towards the sky, his voice was Bulkhead's voice, but softer... almost. "The lights from all the major cities are far enough away you should be able to see this meteor shower you wanted to see."

"Who-" 

"Then again," Not-Bulkhead surveyed the flat landscape. "Miko had said you probably wanted to watch from an elevated area." He hurried past you back to Bulkhead's parked form and began climbing the back to reach the roof. Watching this man climb up, your close friend snapped you out of your shock.

"Just you wait one moment-" you grabbed the back of his shirt. "What's going on here?" you tried to pull the man down "Bulkhead-"

"Come on (Y/N)," He reached down gently, swatting your hands from his shirt and finishing his brief climb to Bulkhead's roof. Turning to offer you a hand up. "You didn't want to miss this, right?" the way he said your name, the gentle giant way he was caring about you, this was Bulkhead. This was Bulkhead trying to show you the falling stars you had always wanted to see. 

"How do you know we'll be able to see them?" You took his hand and let him haul you up into his arms. Letting him guide you into sitting in his lap. 

"I had Miko call Raph, and he looked up on his computer where we needed to be." His voice rumbled from his chest into your back. You knew you had to be smiling like a crazy person. "Look," one of his hands, previously holding him in place as he leaned back, was thrust forward-pointing up to the sky. You caught the tail end of it. The fading streak across the sky. It was followed by another, then another, soon enough, the sky was full of streaking silver light, and your heart was swelling. You laid back, eyes never leaving the atmosphere above you.

"Bulkhead, I've never loved you as much as I do right now." His arms moved to wrap themselves around your waist. Together, you stayed there, watching the sky until the last one had sailed by, before moving back into the cab and starting off to finish the rest of the road trip home. 

Bumblebee

Bumblebee loved Fridays. It was the best day of the week, especially since you had moved to the base. Every Friday morning, without fail, you would wake up at 7am and head out to the roof of the base. There you would lay out a massive tarp and roll out an industrial-sized shop vacuum you had bought off eBay. And it always leads to this. 

7:30am  

Bumblebee sat in the morning sun, his doors open to the world. You sat in an old pair of jeans, your knees on the metal roof vacuuming out his interior. To Bee, this was the most relaxing feeling in the world. You meticulously vacuumed his seats, driver's side, the back then, passenger side, afterword focusing on the floor mats. That's what you were currently on. Woking the vacuums brush against his transformation seams. Dragging out a week's worth of sand, dirt, and grit. 

He always told you it was unnecessary to clean him this thoroughly, but you insisted. 

"Bumblebee, you drive Raph and me everywhere. We, all though unwillingly, fill you with all the nasty and dirty particles of everything we walk through in a day. The least I can do is clean you out." 

After nearly two months, the strange feeling of the vacuum had become comforting. The feel of the brush, relaxing. The young scout would never admit this to anyone, but he especially enjoyed what came after. 

The vacuum shut off, the silence overtaking the air. You stood up, pulling a small white rag from your belt. You dipped it into a bucket of warm water, wringing it out before slipping off your shoes and crawling into his cab. 

The rag ran down his dash, cleaning up the oil and dirt that came off human fingers. Your hand pressed delicately against his leather interior, studying yourself as you worked.

"Everything alright?" you were scrubbing a little more forcefully on his steering wheel.

"Yes, There's just something a little sticky, I bet it's from a soda." you sighed, shifting to sit in the seat. "I can't believe you let me and Raph eat in here yesterday." You took the dry end of the rag, tracing back over every spot you cleaned with the damp side. 

"I knew you would be careful and take care of me later." You climbed out, chuckling at his comment like it was a joke. Throwing the now 'dirty' rag off to the side in favor of a new one, dipping it in the same warm water you had before. 

He shut his doors, he could feel you as you sat down next to him. Your presents brushing against his EM field; his door sensors, the ones that made up his 'wings' as you called them, lighting up at the gentle touch you had as you worked off scuffs and paint from other bots and cars alike. 

The strokes began to blend together as his processor slowed down; he wanted to stay in this moment forever. The chilly desert morning and his (Y/N) cleaning off the grime from the week. 

"I have never loved you as much as I do right now." He knew it was a strange thing to say, and an even more unusual way to thank you for all the work you were doing. But it didn't make the statement any less real. 

"I love you too." Bumblebee could hear the smile in your voice. Yes, if he had to pick any one moment to live in forever, this one was most definitely number one. 

Wheeljack

"I can't do this anymore." Wheeljack looked over, the thick book on your lap slamming shut registering in his audials. "This assignment doesn't make sense, this professor is a moron, and my school is a joke." Your hands were gripping the hair on your head. Wheeljack was no expert on humans, but he felt that that wasn't a good thing. "I'm done, I can't do this." he laughed to himself as you began shoving everything into the bag you took with you everywhere. "I can't do this, I can't. I'm done. I'm done." Your human optics are leaking a little. He watched as your face turned red, and your head shook back and forth.

He recalls Bulkhead explaining that leaking optics are a terrible thing for humans, It means there's something wrong. A soft whisper is let out amongst the noise, a whisper he wouldn't have heard if he wasn't so in tune with you.

"I'm a failure,"

Wheeljack was on his pedes faster than he had ever thought possible. You were hunched over that stupid bag, shoulders shaking. He had to get you back. He didn't know what exactly got you this upset, but he knew it had something to do with that university you kept complaining about this week. 

"Alright speedster, enough of that." As gently as a wrecker could, he picked you up. Dropping you from one hand to another. "No wrecker gets to sulk while I'm around, Stop your crying and brace yourself." The bot looked over to Bulkhead and the other humans as he walked to the center of the base. "Tell Prime: I'm going out."

Wheeljack gave you a soft toss upward, you yelped as gravity pulled you back into his open servo. "Ready?" You tilted your head, something he found cute but swore never to admit out loud. 

"What-what are you-you doing?" you stuttered between your tears.

"Fixing that look on your face." Wheeljack nodded to Bulkhead, who opened the base doors. Your bot tossed you up again this time a little higher, lurching forward he transformed around you, landing with you in his front seat. Before you could blink a seat belt was strapped around your torso. The two of you flying out into the desert. You watched as his speedometer climbed, 30 to 40. 50 to 70. 80 to 100. You were no longer on the road; instead, Wheeljack had turned out into the desert. The world was a blur out of his windows. He dared to look inward for a brief moment to check on you before returning his optics to his driving. Your soft hands were holding onto the seat and door. But the tears had stopped flowing, and a small smile was spread on your face. 

The wrecker pushed himself to go faster, he needed his speedster back, the one that laughed as he drove at unhuman like speeds that begged him to try and go even faster then he could go safely with you.  

150.

He was, for your sake, slowly climbing in his speed. Your grip loosened on his door, and he tightened the belt across your torso. 

170

Your body was shaking again, but not from tears, this was a familiar shake. This was you teetering on laughter. This was a shake Wheeljack loved to feel against his seats. 

190

"Wheeljack!" you were laughing. "I know you can go faster!" 

200

"I promised Ratchet I would go over 200 with you, he says it's dangerous." You hear the smirk in his voice. 

"Since when do you listen to the Doc-Bot?" Both hands were on his seatbelt, "I'm safe with you, come on, Faster!"

"I need you to say something first," He slowed a little, enough so he could glance inward again. "Tell me why you, of all people, would think you're a failure." Your face fell, not good, but necessary.

"I don't understand the work, my teacher wouldn't answer my questions." Your head sank. "She said I shouldn't be asking too many questions."

"Well, Frag her. She doesn't know what she's doing. It's obvious she's just bad at her job." you smiled again, "Now, if that's the only problem, I think we ought to see how fast we can outrun it." 

He gave a little yank on the strap, making sure your body was flush against his seat. 

He'd never tell you, but Ratchet had really freaked him out about hurting you. 

"Floor it!" 

He complied.

*

It was late in the evening, you both were tired, and your adrenaline had worn out, and Wheeljack knew he had burned through more energon than he should have. 

"We should call for a bridge." The car around you rumbled for a moment.

"Yeah, I'll patch us through." The two of you sat in silence.

"Are you even calling them?"

"No." You reclined his seat back. And listened to his engine idle.

"Thank you for making me feel better." 

"No big."

"Seriously. I have never loved anyone as much as I love you right now. Thank you."

His spark practically jumped, but he was grateful you couldn't see his faceplates. It would be nice to spend some more time with you, so you two sat in the quiet desert. 

Happy and content. 

Don't forget to share your thoughts with me!

[bot-imagines]

The tfp autobots with a techno-organic s/o? Please and thank you

(Behold! I have made a robot! Why is it hot, you ask? Well, you see… I… hm. Well, I’m not entirely sure why, but I’m sure it’s important)

TFP Autobots learning their S/O is a Techno-Organic

Optimus Prime

He’s more than a little troubled at first. He’ll do his best to keep his calm while he asks his S/O about their strange biology. He wants all the facts before he makes any kind of decision regarding his own feelings.

If his S/O knew that they’re a techno-organic, he’ll feel more than a little hurt over their hesitance to share this important information. He wants his S/O to trust him. 

If his S/O didn’t know that they’re a techno-organic, he will do everything in his power to help his S/O discover answers to their origins, along with helping them become familiar with their body. He’ll be with them every step of the way.

Overall, he’s concerned but also curious. If his S/O proves that they are able to hold up their own in a fight, he may possibly consider allowing them to come of missions more frequently. Only scouting missions though. He still doesn’t want them fighting any Decepticons. They’re still half-organic, afterall.

Ratchet

He’s so confused, and a tiny bit disgusted. He hides it though, masking it as being careful with his S/O. How the frag is this possible? Is his S/O even human? Cybertronian? Or something else? Are they even a real person? He doesn’t think they have a spark, since he’s never picked one up on them before, and a machine without a spark is only that - a machine.

If his S/O knew they’re a techno-organic, he’d be more than a little upset. He thought that he could trust them, but now he isn’t so sure anymore. If they were keeping something this important from him, what else have they been hiding from him?

If his S/O didn’t know that they’re a techno-organic, he immediately wants to run tests. Nothing too invasive, he assures them, but he wants to try and understand their strange biology. He’s going to do a lot of research to try and find out what he can about his S/O’s abilities.

He’s actually more protective now. Before, if his S/O got hurts, Ratchet was fairly confident that he’d be able to treat them if the injuries weren’t too extensive. But that was when he thought they were fully human. Now, he worries about whether or not he’ll be of any use when and if his S/O gets hurt.

Bumblebee

He doesn’t understand at first. Humans can’t do things like this. Humans don’t have metal parts in them to this degree. He’s totally lost on what to think or do about this. He’ll probably bring his S/O to Ratchet just to confirm that they are in fact techno-organic.

If his S/O knew they’re techno-organic, he’ll try to talk to them about why they didn’t tell him. He’ll try his best to listen and understand, but he’s a little hurt that they chose not to tell him. He doesn’t want his S/O to think they can’t talk to him about this sort of thing.

If his S/O didn’t know that they’re a techno-organic, Bee’s going to do his best to stay by their side. He’ll comfort them when they get upset and help them try to come to terms with their body. He’ll offer to help them test out their limits, to see just how much they are capable of. 

Overall, he’s going to do his best to be as supportive as possible. No matter how human or inhuman they are, they’re his S/O, and he will love them no matter what. And if that means that he needs to give them more face nuzzles, then that’s exactly what he’ll do.

Arcee

She’s suspicious. At first, she’s convinced that this isn’t her S/O, but some kind of doppelganger. She’s got her blaster drawn and ready to fire. It takes a lot of talking and a scan from Ratchet before she’s convinced that this is in fact her S/O.

If her S/O knew they’re a techno-organic, Arcee is upset. They’re supposed to be a team. They’re supposed to trust each other. She has so much trouble opening up to others, but it’s always been because those she gets close to end up hurt. But this is one of the first times she’s been hurt by the person she’s opened up to. It’s not going to be easy to earn her forgiveness.

If her S/O didn’t know that they’re a techno-organic, she’s still a bit wary. She’ll still be there for her S/O of course, but she’s got a lot on her mind now. The most important thing to her now is helping her S/O understand who they are. And when she’s alone, she’s doing her own research to try and figure out just how this is all even possible.

She’s very concerned for her S/O, but she knows better than to assume that they’re incapable of protecting themself, especially if they has weapons or other enhancements that allow them the upper hand in a fight. She’s keeping constant vigilance over them though.

Bulkhead

He’s staring, at a loss for words. When he finally manages to speak, he makes some awkward small talk, or a joke to try and deflect just how confused and uneasy he is. He wants Ratchet to get a look at his S/O before anything else. It gives him time to try and wrap his head around the situation.

If his S/O knew they’re a techno-organic, he’ll want to hear their reasons for not telling him. He’s surprisingly forgiving about the whole ordeal. He understands that they were just trying to preserve the sense of normalcy they’d achieved with him. 

If his S/O didn’t know that they’re a techno-organic, he’s going to do his best to help them stay calm. It’s a huge bomb to drop on someone - he can’t imagine what it must be like to go through something like this. He offers to watch movies or play games with them, or take them out for a drive to talk to them and maybe distract them from their distress.

Bulkhead just wants his S/o to be happy. He’ll do his best to pay attention when his S/O explains about their body, but he’s not usually the most knowledgeable mech, so don’t expect much. He’s super supportive though, and he’s more than happy to help them discover their new abilities.

Smokescreen

He’s actually kind of insensitive at first. Not because he’s a bigot or anything, but he honesty has no idea how to process what he’s seeing. He’s second-guessing everything he says to his S/O now. Does he say ‘sleep’ or ‘recharge’? ‘Eat’ or ‘refuel’? He gets so caught up in it all that he doesn’t take much time to consider how his S/O feels about his reaction.

If his S/O knew they’re a techno-organic, he’s got a lot of questions. He doesn’t outright ask them at first - more like he hints at them without outright saying them. His S/O has to pull the questions out of him, but when he finally manages it, he’s listening closely to them. He’s a curious bean.

If his S/O didn’t know that they’re a techno-organic, he’s only MORE curious now. Now on top of all the technical questions, he’s speculating about the mystery of it all.

It takes a bit for him to start treating S/O normally again. He just can’t put the knowledge of their true nature out of his processor. His S/O will have to distract him to keep him from simply staring at them and saying something insensitive.

Wheeljack

He thinks it’s completely awesome! He’s already revving up for sparring sessions with his S/o, and it takes some convincing from both his S/O and Ratchet to make him understand that just because they’re techno-organic doesn’t mean they’re invincible.

If his S/O knew they’re a techno-organic, he’s going to be a little miffed at first that they didn’t tell him. There’s so much they could have gone and done together! He wants to know just how strong they are, and just how far he can push them. Will they be able to lob with him?

If his S/O didn’t know that they’re a techno-organic, he’s going to try his best to act normal. He hopes that if he shows that he isn’t letting the information change him, his S/O won’t let it change them either. He’s not very good with words of comfort, so he’ll offer to take them on drives and flights to try and help them get all their feelings out.

Overall, Wheeljack is happy to know that his S/O is capable of protecting themself. He’s so relieved that they stand a better chance at making it through this war okay. He’s also going to hint at possibly lobbing sometime or sparring - if Ratchet clears it (maybe)

Ultra Magnus

He’s confused for a split-second before he collects himself. He actually demands that his S/O give him a full report of their condition and asks Ratchet for the medical files regarding them. He’s acting so professional about it, and it bothers his S/O. What the hell kind of reaction is that? 

If his S/O knew they’re a techno-organic, he’s upset for numerous reasons. This could have been a huge tactical advantage for them. They could have used their abilities to help them fight the Decepticons! Why would they hide this? He’s too stubborn to listen to their reasons at first. It’ll take time, but he’ll come around. 

If his S/O didn’t know that they’re a techno-organic, he’s launching a full-scale investigation. He wants to know everything about his S/O’s origins. He interrogates them about what they know of their childhood, and will enlist the help of one of the children or Agent Fowler to help him question their family. This mech is on a mission.

Ultra Magnus does his best to be supportive, but he does that best by making sure that everything is officially taken care of. If he can make sure his S/O doesn’t have any red tape keeping them from living their life, he feels like he’s done his job protecting them. He just wants them to be happy. And to try and make sense of all of this.

[transformers-trash-fan]

Cyberverse reaction with sis!

sis is blue

Season 2 ep. 1

“What?” This isn’t where the last episode ended??? * looking at the wiki to make sure we didn’t pick the wrong episode* no this is the right one “2 second in and I’m very concerned”

“Why is the all spark so small? The thing that’s like their life force be bigger” “also Bee looks like he got a new item in Zelda”

So are those like his veins or something ???

“Hold on hold on hold on are we sure this is the next episode? Because last I saw a Desepicon armada was heading for earth I feel like I’m missing like... 7 episodes”

* checks wiki again*  wait! Optimus isn’t voiced by Peter Cullen in this one?! Or RBA?! I....well good job man I barely  noticed  “I realized something was different but thought it was bad voice directing”

“How did they get on the moon?! I don’t think that cargo plane has any upward momentum”

Wait he can talk?!? When did Bee get his voice back?! “Finally Megan is here!”

*  various reactions to intro noises*

“Whoa StarScream got an upgrade! And he’s yellow! He’s now a screaming banana” 

*happly yells Cheetor grimlock and hotrod WheelJack, and Arcee*

When did he get his voice back!!???

Sis is mad megs didn’t try to shoot at bee

“He didn’t try in any sense of the word, even if he got up after being shot if it moves you shoot it again!”

Wait wait wait! This video from September 9th 2007 that’s not fair!

“I like that in this show, they show that they try to keep themselves a secret but in the end they just say forget it”

Appropriate reaction from newscaster *cinmea sins ding*

I wanna sub to this “vid station” channel

“This is supposed to be ultimate evil but the first time we see Megatron out of Ault. Mode is him in a fail comp, falling on his face. It’s perfect” 

Awww that mean! -both of us about this guy saying bee can’t dance

Op makes a speech!!!!!

This pause

And this one

Wow shockwave has a nice Figure

*both of us yell SoundWave and then hi-five*

Optimus just punted megatron into space

SoundWave sounds like Reaper from overwatch Huh.. yeah

Very smart bee... verrry smart

*we both start to laugh at megatron’s scream*

I love this Optimus I feel like this Optimus is the halfway point between animated and prime Yeah I see that

*we watch Grim headbutt the shield* he literally got the brains knocked into him

Wow! This StarScream’s got guts! It’s stupid but hay!

I like SoundWave I’m ok with SoundWave being less stoic and more theme music 

Your injured, shut up I’m fine! -megs and shockwave

Episode 2

Megatron hateing StarScream comp

Nice catch Shockwave

So they turned the moon into a rocket

Hotrod sound exactly like how I imagined Rodimus sounds

Whoa! Is screamer gonna kill him?!

Poor grim the door blew up before you could take it down

HOW THE HECK ARE YOU ALIVE?! YOU SHOULD BE DEAD

Megatron stop beating up StarScream! And this is why I hate the ship between these two

THEY ACTUALLY KILLED STARSCREAM! No way!!!

I didn’t think he wasn’t going to escape, he always escapes

Yes bee shut up Optimus is talking

Episode 3

WheelJack show and tell

So they’re still in the volcano how did they get to the moon?

WheelJack has and award-winning smile

Yay Ratchet!

Telly x one day we need to sit down and talk and make sure you actually know what you’re talking about

Bee! You saw a space banana 

Wow, prowl has a surprisingly nice voice 

So Arcee like animals

That little robot is WheelJack’s child 

Grimlock must be a good host if Op let’s him keep doing this

OH THERE GONNA GET GRIMLOCK DRUNK!

No they’re making him high

Cheetor must have to drink the stuff WheelJack made that’s my theory

So what’s up? Not much just chatting on the back of a speeding magnetized Dino

so WheelJack has a blackhole Gun

Wait wait wait so WheelJack did know what that gun did, I think he’s trying to hide that he has it from Optimus

Cheetor!

[cybertronianlovenest]

The bitch name Karma: Section 13

Prowl POV: Surely they had worked things out by now. A light knock on the door generated no response and my lips pulled down. Maybe they were recharging? I hoped so. Jazz hadn't recharged in a cycles and the few time he had, had been troubled to say the least. I knew he had to be very worn down. Carefully I pushed the door open to see him curled up against his carrier's side, one arm laid over his chest while the other was pulled close. Megatron was holding him close and they both seemed to be recharging well now. That took a huge weight off my chest and I let out a vent, making my way over. Jazz noticed me even in recharge and onlined an optic with a sleepy grin. "Sup Prowler?..." It was slurred as he drug himself free and made grabby hands until I sat down so he could fill my lap. "Ah love ya Prowler... Love ya so much." "I love you as well Jazz. Come, I know very well you need more rest than you've gotten so far." I tried to tuck him back in but before I could I was yanked into his place by his carrier. He pulled me to him until my doors were flush with his chest. Jazz was trying not to laugh at my no doubt shocked expression as my doors twitched as much as they could. "Looks like ya need some recharge as well. Can't sleep well without ya anyhow." Jazz gave me a sleepy smile as he crawled up into my arms and nuzzled into me. Right now I could see just how young has was. Having him like this it was hard to believe just how much more was going on in his helm than any other youngling. I just hoped that things would keep going as they were now. I didn't want him to have the same worries and fears as before. A soft kiss was pressed to his helm and he leaned up to catch my lips with his. A brush of his glossa made me pull back and he pouted. "No. You need rest. When you are fully recovered I'll gladly indulge you my love. Until then you need to cycle down. I'll be right here." I brushed down his helm and he finally snuggled in to catch up on lost recharge... I really didn't know when I had fallen asleep but I knew that I had because when I woke again it was to Megatron looking down at me in mild annoyance. "Why am I spooning you?" My optics flickered offlined once more as I tensed on a long overdue stretch. Jazz whined a little but settled quickly enough as I stroked over his helm. "You didn't like the empty space when Jazz moved over with me. You were both in here longer than I'd anticipated. I didn't want to wake you since I'm sure you rested no better than Jazz had." He snorted softly but didn't make any move to release me. "For someone that acted annoyed with the fact you woke with me so close you don't seem to be in any hurry to get rid of me." He gave a half roll of his optics. "I know very well that keeping you close is key to keeping my mechling close. If I let you leave he'll be tailing right after you." That was true, Jazz was especially clingy after me being hurt. I sighed and settled back in seeing as neither one of them were ready to be getting up yet. Jazz needed all the rest he could get being so young... Time skip: 250 vorns Jazz POV: Time really seemed to fly and I think I was as surprised as Prowl was when I out grew him. I still found the fact he pouted over it utterly adorable. I had a good helm over him now and I likely still wasn't done growing. My carrier and Bossbot were one of very few that I still had to look up at, not for much longer though, another 10 vorns and I'd be almost as big as them. At least that what Ratchet thinks. A sharp "With me Jazz." plucked me from my thoughts and I blinked as Prowl walked briskly past me. "Sup Prowlie bot?" He cast a withering glare my way even though he didn't break step. "I think I preferred it when you called me Prowler." I couldn't help but grin as I jogged to catch up with him. "So ya do like it! Ah knew it!" "Like is a strong word. I'm simply choosing the lesser of two evils." He shuffled through his data pads before handing one off as we continued our clipped pace to Optimus's office. "New arrivals huh Bossbot? Carrier don't look too thirlled." That may have been the understatement of my life time. He looked far more agitated than I ever remember seeing him. Arms were held stiffly to his sides as his denta clenched and unclenched. Optimus didn't look too happy himself and I wondered just what had happened to garner such a reaction. "So are ya guys going just stand there and leave meh in the dark or ya gonna tell meh what this is about? Don't think ah've ever seen ya this worked up carrier." His fist opened and closed much like his denta before he punched the wall hard enough to put his arm through it. "They have Starchime! Our bond is blocked and I have no way of knowing if she's well!" My optics brightened and Prowl caught my shoulder, leaning into my side. "We will get her back Jazz. It will be ok." I blew out a vent and prodded her over our link. It was always open and she answered right away. Pulling me into it and allowing me to see what she was. *That's Azerack. I'm picking up the allspark and working on preparing our newest members for arrival. I should only be another groon at the very most. Azerack wants to be sure there will be no issues with them fitting in. Apparently he expected trouble, but it should be fine by the time I get back.* A short nod to myself gained my carrier's complete attention and he yanked me closer by my shoulder. "She's just fine carrier. She's with a friend of hers collecting the allspark now that it's safe. She's also acting as a go between for the new comers. She wants to make sure there aren't going to be any issues. Her friends thinks there would be without her help." Carrier gave me a small glare. "Why is it you can reach her if I can't?" I winched a little and shrugged my shoulders. "Well... Meh and her go way back. We're bonded, but not the same as ya and her. And not because we're twins. Guess it doesn't really matter if ya know now since sparker's plan clearly worked out far better than ah ever thought it would!" He frowned and shook his helm. "What are you talking about?" Prowl snorted a laugh beside me. "You know he's going to flip that desk when he finds out." My carrier's jaw clenched and his optics hardened making me a little nervous. "Well... It was really sparker's idea. Ya went into a heat cycle and he thought that would be a good way to end this. Star was human then so he just had to chase her into traffic so she could part from her vessel. Ah was left to come up with meh own out." He just watched me with over bright optics for several second before speaking much more calmly than I'd been ready for. "You went looking for me, so I would offline you, when you were planning on me being your carrier?" My helm bobbed in confirmation but I was forced to jump out of the way as Bossbot's desk was thrown into the far wall. "I told you so." I gave Prowl a withering look as poor Optimus looked at his shattered desk in dismay. "It'll take a week for Wheeljack to replace that..." I winced as my carrier grabbed me and yanked me just a few inches from his face. "Do you have any idea what that did to me?!" "Hey hey! Ya were the one that ripped meh in half!" "Because you went out of you're way to make me do it! Don't you ever, ever, ever! Do something like this to me again! Do you understand me!?" He shook me a few times before letting me recover my balance once more and slumping into the spare chair. "Sorry carrier... Things worked out OK though." He glared at me. "I'm going to tie Soundwave's spike in a knot! That fragger knew this whole time! It wouldn't suprise me if he didn't turn my protocals on while I was recharging!" His optics brightened before jerking to me with a snarl. "He did! Didn't he! And he kept me in heat until you were too far along to destabilize!" A sharp draw of air was taken and as much as I tried to convince myself it was only because he was angry I couldn't stop the stab of hurt. "Carrier..." I didn't want think these thoughts but they were getting through and his anger wasn't helping at all. "Ya regret keeping meh..." I didn't bothering waiting for his response. I just grabbed Prowl and ran. I couldn't stand to have my carrier confirm what my mind had already accepted as truth. Prowl POV: I was finally allowed to stand on my own once we got inside our room instead of being drug down the hall. Jazz was very distressed and I didn't really know how to help. This was clearly an issue that needed worked out between him and Megatron but there was no way he was going there on his own right now. "Shhh Jazz, it's ok. I'm sure your carrier doesn't regret having you. It's just a shock finding out that you knew about this. He wasn't ready for you to have been anything more than an accident. Once you've had a few moments to calm down you'll see that your fears have no ground to stand on. You know that your carrier loves you, even though he didn't plan to have you. Just because Soundwave set things up it does not change how he feels. Come here." He let out a shuddering keen and dropped to his knees, letting his forehelm rest against my belly. Fingers dug into my hips and I cradled the back of his helm as my middle muffled his cries. I hated that he was so upset, it hurt and I didn't know what to do. "Oh Jazz... Everything will be ok. You'll see." The door opened and he tensed up until his vents locked. "Jazz... Bitlet you must know that I don't regret having you! I love you Jazz! Don't ever doubt that!" Megatron knelt to pick him up but he clung tight to me, sobbing until I yanked him away before I could catch myself. "I'm sorry... It's hard not to lash out when he's so distressed." He only glanced at me before finally managing to pull Jazz away from me and tucked close to his chest. The pale light of his spark shown against the wall and Jazz's vents hitched. "Shhh now... It's ok Lightspark. Just open up and let me show you that you're wrong." A long keen escaped and Jazz finally reached around to cling to his carrier. I sighed, leaning into his back and offering my comfort as well until he was finally calm once more. Jazz POV: I smiled as my carrier stroked down my back. "Feeling better now my love?" Prowl nudged my hand and I caught his, tugging him into the bed behind me. "Much better Prowler. Any word on the new arrivals yet?" A low hum vibrated along my throat and he dropped a kiss there. "Not yet love. I'm sure Optimus will let us know once he hears anything if Star doesn't beat him to it." I sighed, leaning back into him to soak up as much comfort as I could. "Ya think that they'll fit in with everyone else?" He nuzzled into me, fingers sliding over my sides. "I'm sure that Starchime can take care of it. Open for me?" A soft laugh escaped as I glanced back towards him. "With meh carrier in bed with us?" "I'm hardly concerned over that right now. This is our room and If he doesn't like it I'm confident he is able to find the door." A few kisses were pressed to my neck and I let both panels slid away. Prowl hummed low sending tiny vibrations through my frame with the sound. "Least come to the wash room. He needs recharge and ah don't wanna wake him." He chuckled sharply and rolled from the bed, holding out a hand in invasion until I joined him. "You really think you can keep your voice down enough that the wash room will make a difference? Perhaps if I gag you. Otherwise he's still going to wake to you prasing me with that dirty mouth of yours." I arched an optic ridge at him as he walked me backwards into the private room and shut the door. Clearly something was working on my usually reserved mate. "OK Prowler. Come on babe." He pushed me back farther and spun me around so I was pressed into the wall. "Ya feeling OK Prowler? Usually ah have'ta torment ya for groons before ah get this kinda reaction." I glanced back with a smirk but it was taken away when he slipped two fingers into my mouth, pressing my glossa down. "You weren't given permission to speak. Bend over the bench, Jazz." I was a little taken aback by the request but did as I was told. "Very good... Not give me your hands." I blinked back at him but before I could ask, cuffs were snapped around my wrist. To say I was surprised was a gross under estimate. He was acting really weird and I wondered just what had caused such a reaction. For now I needed to focus on what he needed from me. There'd be plenty of time to haul him down to Ratchet once he wore himself out. Something was slipped over my helm suddenly and my vision shorted out making me gasp. "What's that for!? Ya got a thing for blind mechs yet not telling meh about?" He hummed before pushing me back down onto the bench with a huff. "No. I have a thing for making you helpless. I believe you spoke out of turn, Jazz. Now I have to punish you." My optics brightened even with the disreputer keeping me blind. "Prowler? What are doing?!" Something rustled off to my left and as much as I tried to squash the old memories they still prickled my mind with fear. "Prowl?!" Something traced over my back. My optic ridges squeezed together as he laughed and I could feel myself slipping. "Stop! Please ya don't-!" "Silence!" The item lifted from me and I finally lost what hold I had on reality. I bolted up sending something big clattering to the floor as tried to reorient myself. My back hit something and I snarled, yanking away until I realized it was only the wall. "Jazz? Jazz calm down. Everything is ok." That was Prowl's voice! They had him! I had to find away out! I had to find him before they hurt him too! Behind me the smooth surface of the wall helped to ground me once more as I tuned up my audios to make up for what I'd lost in vision. Ped falls sounded to my right and I growled low in warning. "Easy Jazz... I'm going to take the disreputer off." "Ya stay away from meh! Ahm warning ya!" My back scraped along the wall as I inched along it. I could only pick up one presence for now but I knew he wouldn't be alone for long. A faint scuffle sounded, edging closer and I growled, moving towards him this time. If this mech wanted a fight I was sure as frag going to give him one! My vents caught and suddenly my vision came rushing back. The dim light flickered above me as I faced down the con in my cell while 3 others watched from behind the bars. Red optics glowed with malice as the stench of stall energon premeditated the air. It was cold here, very cold and my plating locked down both to retain heat and protect my vital cables. "Tear the armor off his back and use the eletrowhip on his protoform!" The biggest of the 3 watching laughed and tossed the weapon to my captor as I stumbled backwards. "Ya come any closer ah'll offline ya!" My back hit the wall as he lunged forward and grabbed me by my shoulders. "No! Let meh go!" I lashed out with my leg and managed to trip him but he still held on. This was bad! I knew what was going to happen if I didn't get out of here! My denta ground against each other as he managed to pin my shoulders down. He grabbed my helm but I shook him free and it gave me an opening at his knee joint though and I took it. My ped hit just right and the joint gave with a sharp snap that was echoed by a scream as he fell to the side. Someone caught me from behind and I threw my weight backwards. Managing to twist myself free and sweep his legs out from under him. The cell door slammed open and 3 more mechs rushed me. I charged forward, managing to ram my shoulder into the closest mechs chest hearing the armor crack. The scent of fresh energon tingled my nose and I sank my denta into his neck making him yell. Someone tried to yank me back but I grabbed their arm, dropping down and slipping between their legs. I tightened my hold and rolled over hearing the arm joint snap as he yelled. My vents whirled loudly in my audios and I changed the mech in front me. Someone caught my legs before I could make it though and I lost balance. Hands caught my neck and I screamed at them. It was too late though, my relay cable was yanked leaving me limp in my tormentors hands. "Get him offline! Now!" Panic flooded my systems as someone jacked in before I was slipping into stasis...