#megatron and june darby

[sugwinni]

One Prime

[witchofthesouls]

Hey, guys, new random fic idea:

The TFP crew (Autobots, Decepticons, and the respective human allies) get swept up in a gameshow that runs like Game Changer or Fear Factor, where there's no escape but to play. Teams are randomized and the rest get shunted into the "audience" with access to appropriate sleeping quarters, meals, and hygiene basics.

No one is prepared to see how competitive June Darby can get. (Jack knows. His parents met in theater in high school.) And no one expected her to match the dramatics of Megatron. Their match-ups consistently score the highest among the unknown audience.

[raileurta]

Well this post got me thinking about how the humans would react to Raf's death. It also would not be pretty to say the least.

⚠️ Trigger warnings in the tags ⚠️

Both Fowler and June are devastated at the loss. He was just a kid involved in war he shouldn't have been anywhere near. I bet for the longest time they would blame the Autobots for the loss and resent them for it. They would also become extremely overprotective of the other kids. Especially June who was already protective. This whole thing made her lose complete trust in Arcree's ability to protect Jack. (The femme bot doesn't blame her for it) She would try to keep Jack away from the base for any excuse. Logically she knows he is technically safer there but her heart is too scared of being away from her kid. Fowler also can't help but agree with her. He is much more aware and strict about the kids now too. He was even tempted to sorta kidnap them and send them to a secret base in Washington or something. For now he is going to have the kids being monitored 24/7.

Jack is depressed as hell to say the least. He blames himself for not being able to protect Raf. He was the one "meant" to stop their trio from being hurt and he failed. It cycles through his mind constantly on what he could have done to prevent this, how he could have been better, why wasn't he better?

Jack visits Raf's family a lot and tries to help them any way he can. He feels like he has to atone for his failure in some way. Then when that doesn't work to help free himself of the guilt he would resort to "punishing himself." I'm pretty sure you can figure out what that entails..... 🔪

Jack also is much more aggressive about preventing Miko's reckless behavior. He will tackle, and even restrain her to prevent her from potentially getting herself hurt. They have many arguments now and aren't really on speaking terms. He will text her a lot though just to see if she's alive, Miko will always respond no matter what.

Miko at first just went into shock. Her mind went into a complete shutdown. For two days she barely spoke, ate, or just did much of anything; once the shock wore off though she exploded. She ripped off the posters off her walls, broke everything in sight, screamed, cursed out the world, and even smashed her hand through her mirror. Once the adrenaline wore off she clutched her bleeding hand and sobbed. She doesn't know how long she sat there crying but by the time she was done her hand had stopped bleeding and she was covered in dried blood.

Miko stared at her arm the glass embedded in the skin, and felt nothing but seething hatred for Megatron. It wasn't the kind of usual fiery animosity she held towards the man but a freezing loathsome whirlwind that had frozen itself across her entire body. This wasn't some superhero show anymore, where the hero would defeat the villain in a spectacular explosion of power but a cruel war that was going to end with the excruciating death of Megatron.

She planned, rewrote her plans, researched, planned again and did more research. For one of the only times in her life Miko didn't rush into something. Megatron was going to die and there couldn't be any way he would survive or somehow come back from death again. Miko had to make sure it was perfect, Raf deserved it she almost religiously thought. Early into her plans Miko recruited Bumblebee into helping her. The scout hated Megatron just as much as she did. Bee told Miko everything he knew about how Cybertronians could be hurt and the ways to do it. The autobots always feared transformers tech landing in human hands and they had a great reason to do so. Humans had remarkable twisted minds that could think of things that would disturb even some of the most callous of bots.

Miko is no different, especially when she is motivated by pure unfiltered hatred. It took many sleepless nights and three months of preparation but they finally had everything ready. They just had to wait for the right opportunity. By this point bumblebee's anger has calmed down slightly and he was now starting to doubt if they should really do this. The consequences could be disastrous.

You see Miko had realized scraplets or the rust plague couldn't really hurt her so she could easily use them to defeat Megatron. So she has been breeding scraplets, training them, and trying to selectively breed them so they would be able to resist the plague. Miko had the scraplets micro dosed with black energon so they would crave the stuff and be more powerful. Bumblebee would obtain metal for them to eat and he tried to make sure the other autobots weren't catching on. Once they could get on the nemesis Miko would command the scraplets to infect as many bots as possible. They had made around 100,000 of these suped up mega disease scraplets so there's basically no way anyone is escaping uninfected. They were basically sentencing every decepticon to death.

Bee questions whether Raf would want this and Miko just replies,

"It's not about whether he would want this or not but what Megatron deserves and he deserves to die. If I have to kill every decepticon to do it? So be it. I don't care what happens to them, every bot on that ship is a horrible person. "

He reluctantly agrees with the reasoning and continues with the plan.

After the ship would go down a infected wounded Megatron escapes the scraplets his priority would try and cure himself. When he tries to make it he's in for a horrible surprise; while they were preparing the scraplets they had also set out to purposely destroy ingredients essential to the cure (They of course made a lot of vaccines themselves) Any place he might look for the ingredients he would just find a data pad stating,

//Start message

"Hello Megatron, you may not remember me but I do. My name is Miko nakadai, and I was a friend of Raf, the human charge of bumblebee that you mercilessly had killed. He was just an innocent child but you didn't care, why would you? You're the powerful evil overlord of the decepticons, the bot who strikes fear to every Cybertronian who knows of you. Humans are nothing but organic trash that would be crushed under your foot. That's not going to be the case anymore. You're going to care, you're going to see what you have done, and you will regret having ever laying a figure on Raf. You shouldn't have messed with humans and you especially should have not messed with my friend.

If you don't want to die from the rust come to the coordinates X"00'X0.x" alone and we will provide you a cure. Also don't even think about contacting the other Autobots or you can kiss that vaccine goodbye."

//End message

Megatron then would come to meet Miko and Bumblebee. They would talk/integrate Megatron about Raf. Then Miko would pull out the apex armor, activate it and fight Megatron with Bee. If all goes well they kill him (maybe torture him a bit before that) and drop his remains on Raf's grave.

When they do get a hit on the Nemesis location they slightly panic and rush to get things in order. When they are ready the ground bridge opens and as they are about to leave they hear Ratchet say,

"I should stop you shouldn't I?"

The old bot is standing behind them looking at the ground bridge location pinned in on the nemesis. Miko and Bumblebee don't know what to do for a second before Ratchet's words register in their minds.

Should? They think.

Ratchet monologues for a bit about how stupid, dangerous, this is and how he should stop them from doing it. But..... he opens his servo to look down at Raf's broken glasses. He just can't. Ratchet looks at them tears streaming down his face. The same look of pure hatred in his eyes and demands to be there to help kill Megatron. Miko and Bumblebee look at him, they both just simply nod.

Nobody had said a word about it but they all knew no matter what happens Megatron has to die. Even if that means destroying themselves in the process.

They enter the ground bridge together.

Wow that sorta mini fic came out of nowhere. I'll leave it up to your imaginations on what happens next. Thank you @lets-try-some-writing for the inspiration.

Follow me if you want to see the future stuff I write. ✌️ 

[dragonskulls]

ok but what if instead of being a bobots they were a kitty cats 🤯

ok so um. yeah. basically tfp warrior cats au of an au (im changing events too here fuck canon; as well as some characterizations). i'll designing the other characters too and maybe give bits of the story im giving it. giggles. Also i haven't read warriors in years i only got to half of the second arc lmao

but anyways this is still on early construction but what i have is that there was this massive as shit colony of cats living in a huge ass territory and idk there was something like the inequality in canon (i haven't read the Aligned books so im making this up on the fly) and yadda yadda war happens tons of cats leave even more die and the territories get ravaged, probably there was a wildfire that was the final nail on the coffin for the old territories (cybertron). The main story would take place in a run down abandoned city where resources are very scarce (which would be earth, also humans sorta disappear here lol) where the brightsparks (autobots) are hiding from the shatterclaws (decepticons) while looking for ways to restore the old territories as well as a stronger connection with Goldenspark (primus) and instead of tech maybe its like,,, starclan magic or something lmao. the humans are mini rats here and are in danger from the shatterclaws just like, killing them or something idk (also also the humans here are NOT up to scale they'd be a bit smaller compared to the drawings here). so some quick stuff:

-shriekingsky is starscream (i wouldve kept the original name but it wouldve ended up being Starstar) who's the traitorous deputy of the shatteredclaws

-shatteredstar is megatron. no one likes him. he made a pact with the devil (unicron for whom i have yet to come up with a name) in an attempt to use the dead souls in the dark forest as pawns for his faction or something and also to get the nine lives (but evil and fucked up)

-crimsonstrike is knockout. medic of the shatteredclaws and while being on their side isn't particularly loyal to shatteredstar. he and shriekingsky were the equivalent of highschool mean girls as apprentices bc i thought that would be funny

-brokenstone is breakdown. originally part of the brightsparks, but something something happened that made him not really trust them anymore, that plus probably crimsonstrike accidentally helping him out caused him to switch sides

-owlglare is ratchet. goofy ass eyebrows. really REALLY wants to restore the old territories, which causes some slight conflict with the others who also want to protect the city (bc of the mice as well as other rogue cats i dont know yet)

-sparkstar is optimus. god damn i struggled so bad with his design. you know him.

-bumblepaw is bumblebee i couldnt bring myself to change his name. he's a baby sparkstar found in the trash. like in canon he wants to get his warrior name back home so hes keeping the apprentice one for now

-the rats the humans. most of the population dont know about the cats and if they did they'd probably panic a whole lot. these had me looking up rat color morphs

[wyrm-with-a-why]

The tfp I love fat bitches club with Soundwave about megatron, knockout about breakdown, wheeljack about ratchet and a shy June Darby about Fowler

[fandom-lover2]

My Sword Is My Shield, And I Shall Never Bend

Chapter Four - No Politics At The Table

Word Count - 1359

-image not mine-

Optimus had been convinced that seeing the girl dressed the way she was when she first entered the dining hall was the most beautiful he’d ever see her, but he was mistaken when she entered a second time.

When she’d come in after being summoned, she was obviously straight off the training field, quiver secured to her back and bow still in hand. Her sword rested in the scabbard tied around her waist. The white shirt hung loosely on her top while tight leather pants hugged her legs tightly and boots went up to her calves.

Her hair caught the last few rays, making it shimmer a mix of gold and chocolate brown. It had been the same as this morning, except then her hair had been untied and showed the golden more. Now the locks were secured in a plait, though some strands had escaped and stood out in all directions.

When she left the room it was almost as if she was excited at the news she would be joining the meal. That had not been too long ago and now she had returned.

A royal blue and cream gown covered her body, hugging her chest snuggly. Her hair was pulled away from her face, but now showed tight curls that cascaded down her back, so beautifully natural.

Everything about her was so natural, the way she moved with grace but also comfortably. How she flopped down into the chair rather than slowly sitting. How the small “thank you” that followed after the servant had helped push her in was automatic and not forced.

Optimus decided that he liked all three versions of her equally. The morning bedhead who cared not what others thought, the training hard and looking like it, and the dressed up. Each showed a different side of the same woman.

She began eating without a word, but snuck glances at every one of the men when she could, studying them. Curiosity danced in her eyes, blending effortless with wonder.

The Lord began talking, but the General did not bother listening to him. He watched her. Then Ironhide, who sat beside him, nudged the General.

Optimus snapped his attention back to the Lord. “Yes?”

The Lord was glaring at Optimus, clenching his teeth. “I asked how long you thought the war would continue?”

Optimus was used to these kinds of questions.

He and Lord went back and forth, war talk. Optimus continued to talk. As long as the Lord focused on him, his men could eat.

It was after Optimus had said something about casualties that the Lord decided to toast, “To worthy sacrifices!” he cheered, hoisting his challis up.

Before any of the soldiers had the chance to be horrified at the Lord’s callousness, a snort broke the tension. Everyone turned to the end of the table, where the Lord’s daughter was picking at her plate.

“Yeah, worthy.”

Optimus felt the shift in Ironhide beside him, the anger now aimed at her. He raised a hand to rest on his friend’s shoulder but it was shrugged off.

“You will not speak at the table.” The Lord ordered, putting the challis down.

“No,” Ironhide spoke up, squaring his shoulders as he looked at the girl. “Let her speak.”

The girl took the challenge, sitting straighter and turning to face Ironhide.

“What do you think of war?”

She took a second before replying. “I think more damage comes of it.”

Ironhide narrowed his eyes, a cue to continue.

She took it. “Fields destroyed, towns burnt to the ground, millions of lives lost and good soldiers buried, and yet no side ever gains an advantage, so the cycle continues.”

“You think war to be brutish and unnecessary?” Ironhide tried to be aloof about the question, but the underlying tone and way he was gripping his mug said otherwise.

“I think that there are times when war is necessary and times when it was a loss of human life.”

Ironhide barked out a laugh, but it was not one of joy. “You believe diplomatic talks are the way to end manslaughter?”

Now the conversation had changed from war in general to the current war. Would she notice?

The girl took a moment. “You ever hear of the debate of whether the pen or the sword is mightier?” The question was directed to Ironhide.

He clenched his jaw, leaning back. “Yes.”

The girl smiled. “Well I believe the mightiest is the hand that knows when to pick up a pen, and when to raise a sword.” She allowed a moment for her words to sink in. “And mightier still is the hand that knows when to lay down the sword.”

That struck something inside Optimus.

The girl then turned her attention, looking at each soldier as she spoke. “From what I understand of this war, two men with similar ideals picked up pens in an attempt to make a change, to speak out against the abuse the old council dished out to the Kingdom of Cybertron. They gained attention from the people and soon their writings turned into words. But soon one lost faith in the pen and raised a sword in anger. The second then raised his in defence, and both men gained followings that started the war. Neither have learned how to lay down their swords.”

 She then fixed her gaze on Optimus. “Though from what I hear, neither of you are trusting enough of the other to allow peace talks to occur.”

Optimus cleared his throat, readjusting in his seat. “You speak with a wisdom far greater than your age.”

The girl smiled, picking up her goblet. “Perhaps I can just see both sides.” Her eyes never left his as she took a sip and swallowed. “But that is just the ramblings of a child who has never seen war.”

“Exactly.” her father started, and every soldier was brought back to the awareness that they were all seated in a dining hall in a Lord’s mansion.

How did she always manage to steal the attention of every person and make them hang off her every word without even asserting herself in the centre of the room?

“Just nonsense ramblings of a girl. From now on you will hold your mouth at the table.”

The girl scoffed, leaning forward to take an apple from the table. “Sure, as long as you keep holding that stick up your ass.”

Optimus could see many of the men try to hold in their laughter, hiding smiles behind feigned sips of mead. Ironhide was the only who didn’t bother holding back.

“I like her.” he decided, shooting a genuine smile in her direction, which she returned.

“Take her.” the Lady spoke up, smirking at the girl from across the table. “You can turn her into the army’s whore.”

The smile fell away, but instead of hurt or fear, she girl looked at the woman with fake innocence. “Didn’t my father meet you in a whorehouse?”

The soldiers shifted uncomfortably. This was definitely not something they should be involved in.

The Lord rose, slamming his hands on the table. “Go to your room!” he roared.

The girl kept her gaze on her paled step mother, a smirk gracing her beautiful face as she rose, apple still in hand. She made a show of scrapping the chair as she stood, then doing it again as she pushed it in. Once she got to the door she turned, dipping her head.

“Brave warriors.” she addressed, then raised her head to the General, repeating the action and calling him his fill title.

That was the first time Optimus heard his name fall from her lips, and he liked it.

Then she spun on her heels. Her father’s call of her name stopped her.

She turned to face them again, doing a very exaggerated curtsy. “Sperm giver. Whore.”

It was very clear who that was intended for.

Then she rose to her fill height, took last look at every soldier who stared at her in wonder and bit the apple. She spun again, pushing the doors open. “Jack! Come on, we’re going to the tavern!”

[goldbug127]

Cringe is dead, here is my transformers OC

She's the prettiest girl in the world.

I got the idea of her when I made a random post about Megatron turning into a public bus for fun and then I couldn't get the idea of a bus alt mode out of my head.

Also, since I've been watching Transformers Prime, I've been thinking about how June Darby deserves an autobot friend like all the kids have so I also made her for that as well.

Bus alt mode gives her lots of space for human friends, which I think June would appreciate when she wants to feel close to the kids.

She's non-verbal for autism and PTSD reasons rather than physical injury (I'm absolutely projecting, not for the PTSD, just the autism). And she uses a mix of chirolinguistics/"speaking hand" (a Cybertronian language that is "spoken" through the use of hand contact) and sampled sounds (similar to how Soundwave communicates) to speak to everyone when she wants to.

She also uses a little sign language, but mostly just to call the others over so she can then use speaking hand. This is because one of her optics was damaged when she was younger and she struggles to see when other sign to her.

Some examples of names:

Even though Knightbus does have a sign for her nickname, it is very rarely used since she can hear just fine. I got the idea of Optimus's sign from the fic "A Bee's Last Sound" by Yuukirita. Let's be honest, if you're deep enough in the tf fandom that you're seeing my stuff, you've almost definitely already seen theirs but, if you haven't, what are you doing here? leave my silly little posts and go look at their stuff.

Anyway, Knightbus's very brief backstory because I haven't actually thought that much about it yet:

She was created when gladiators were becoming extremely popular locally and was actually very excited to become one. Originally, she was not too concerned with the strict caste system because of how much she enjoyed what she did.

Unfortunately, during one of her fights, she was severely injured. This is where she damaged her optic, making her partially blind. Due to this injury, it was too dangerous to continue being a gladiator and she was forced into becoming a construction worker - a job that is arguably just as dangerous with her disability but remained one of her only options.

This is when she started thinking more about how much the caste system limited her options. She also continued to watch gladiator fights, which is how she came across Megatron(us). She was deeply inspired by him and very quickly became a decepticon. However, as the revolution continued, she became more concerned about the indiscriminate violence the decepticons showed.

Early in the war, she escaped from the ranks of the decepticons to fight on the side of the autobots instead. She had heard of Optimus Prime through others that had been closer to Megatron and/or had attended the council meeting where he was deemed worthy to be a prime.

After the autobots are forced to scatter across space, she goes to search for Optimus, which is how she ends up on Earth with team prime. :)

I'm gonna make another post about my sibling's OC because this is already quite long. Also I'll definitely be drawing more of Knightbus because I love her already.

[lovinglonerhybrid]

I’m mashing tfp and mtmte/LL again.

There’s a town not to far from jasper that all the locals never mention. It has a bar and a library and a little clinic on the main rode through town but the people who live here are strange. The librarian has sad eyes and tho he is welcoming to strangers you can tell he never fully opens up. The clinic has 2 doctors but there are always 3 people there at a time there are whispers of the third person being an ex hit-man possibly hiding from the government. The men at the the tech repair store never have any customers and are often seen tinkering with strange machines through the windows. Every cripple of months June Darby will pack some bags and take her son Jack out to the strange town for a few days. People who have seen them in the town say there never far from two others who look remarkably similar to June. One day Miko and raf decide to sneer Akon and they come face to face with jacks “grandfather” a large man who where’s sunglasses and a face mask around strangers according to Jack. They also meet a blue haired woman with an eyepatch and two remarkably different girlfriends.

Anyway it’s late I’m gonna head to bed let me know if you want more from this. Good night

[jkomaliondog]

Transformers all saying a lot of things.

#transformerprime #transformerrescuebots

#transformerrid2015

Starscream: Today, I'm going to teach you how to face your fears. Now the first step to facing your fears is-

Megatron kicks down door

Starscream:aaAAA-

Optimus: Don’t

Sam: Don’t

Optimus: Do

Sam: Do

Optimus: A

Sam: A

Optimus: Genocide Run

Sam: Genocide Run

Optimus: Don't do a Genocide run

Sam: Let's kill everyone that cares for me

Sam: Wanna see an impression of my uncle cliffjumper?

Jack: Sure.

Sam straight up dies

Jack: HaHa...c o m e d y.

Blades: Hello, Dani! Here is a nice hot cup of coffee!

Dani: it's cold

Blades: a nice cup of coffee!

Dani: it tastes terrible!

Blades: A cup of coffee!

Dani: is this even coffee?

Blades: A cup

Chase: "I... cant do anything. IM IN A FUCKING WHEELCHAIR...I HAVE HEPITlTUS see. I cant patrol with chief Charlie. Tell

them rule and laws, and cant read the manuals. My whole life is MISERY MISERY ITS POINTLESS POINTLESS.

But on the bright side at least i have this wheelchair....and the wheels fell off."

Bulkhead: "I'm a brave boy."

RAF show up with a scraplet "Hey

Bulkhead look I just found"

Bulkhead: "Not a brave enough boy for this!" Runs the hell away

Jack: we're gonna die!

Miko: Oh, Jack, think positive!

Jack: .

Jack: I'm positive we're gonna die!

Sam: Screams of someone who is ripping out his own soul

ratchet: HEY QUIET DOWN IN THERE!

Optimus prime: Say no to drugs!

Megatron: Say YES to drugs!

Ratchet: It doesn't matter weither you say no yes to drugs, because if you're talking to drugs then that means you're on drugs!

Cody Burns: here take the manual

Chase "Eats the manual"

Cody burns: uhh

Chase: I have learned everything!

Cody Burns: Hmm, I wonder what Sam is doing right now.

Meanwhile, In Junkyard Sam after ripping out his heart: OH MY F*CKING GOD IT HURTS SO MUCH

Sam: violently screams as he rips his soul out

Bumblebee in the other side in the junkyard: "yeah this is fine"

Steeljaw: Do you have a face?

Soundwave: Yes? Of course I do.

Steejaw: well, Where are they?

Soundwave: In the basement.

Ratchet: Ok, you have 5 apples, someone takes 3, how many do you have?

Bumblebee: 2

Optimus prime: 5

Ratchet: ...ok Optimus, you have 5 apples and someone takes 3 apples BY FORCE, how many do you have?

Optimus: (pulls out axe) 5 and a corpse of a head.

June Darby: Sam, we're gonna need to have a heart-to-heart with you right now

Sam: Rips out his soul.

June Darby:.. and you DON'T have to take everything so literally

Boulder: Hey Blades, nice rock

Blades: thanks, the human gave it to me

Mean Human: I THREW IT AT YOU

Blades: Aren't they the sweetest

[sakumon16]

For Disney fans:

What if, before the whole “I accidentally froze my sister and became a shut-in” incident in Frozen, Elsa & Anna got caught up in a Ground Bridge malfunction?

As per usual, I don’t own any of this. All credit (rightfully) goes to the creators.

[comicarc]

𝐓𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐢𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 (𝐈𝐕)

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Eva just wanted to escape Jasper after she graduated high school, but recent circumstances have made it seem like an impossible endeavor. She's seen things she shouldn't have, heard things that should never be said, and felt things she should never feel. Maybe she'll make it out on top, or drown from the hauntings of her past. or An inside look into every character of TFP, their grief, struggle, past and present, through the eyes of my OC (with a little romance). *TW for abuse, psychological and physical trauma, kidnapping & death*

wc: 3442

𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚌 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎,

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The burden Eva carried in her mind was finally lifted. Confiding in Optimus seemed to always lift her spirits albeit only temporarily, it provided her with clarity. These past few weeks had left her mind in disarray, straying her further from her goals, particularly, it left her with little room to focus on school. Now, she was back on track to the routine she had always followed, with a few modifications of course.

The only exception to this illusion of perfection was Jack, as Eva had neglected to realize his recent distance from her. Vince fueled her obliviousness with his small affectionate gestures. A hug had replaced every greeting and a kiss on the cheek replaced every departure. Her heart burned with lust and passion, though a naive sense of it, the feeling was strong nonetheless. Eva had lost her mind in the insanity of love for she failed to reason his touches or his words for what they might truly be: weapons. Jack, too blinded by rage, failed to see how Vince’s every action was glaringly deceptive. He spewed sweet little nothings, splitting the seams of the fabric that wove together the friendship that Jack and Eva had treasured since they had met.

Two weeks of this ordeal had passed but today seemed more cheery to Eva than most days. The afternoon sun filtered through the windows in the hallway, casting a golden glow on Eva as she walked past the lockers, eager to see Vince. Her heart pounded in her chest with anticipation and a blush crept on her face as she thought of his voice indulging her. She knew she was entranced, but she didn’t care, for the romantic love she never knew she needed was finally here, within him. Optimus was right, ignorance was bliss. Maybe it was too good to be true, maybe her heart would be broken, but she didn’t care as long as something could go right in her life.

Her mind then drifted to Jack, the first boy in her life. She thought of him as a brother, as a friend, as a confidant. She never wanted to lose him, but it seemed that was the only thing she could do. Left to her own devices, this is what her life had come to. A life in which she remained isolated, alone, left with someone she had no guarantee was hers. The ache of her heart outweighed any of the pleasure she had felt moments ago. It was then, as she had made it halfway across the hallway, that she realized her idiocy. How could she leave Jack in the dust for someone he hated? Rather, how could she even think of leaving Jack?

“Sierra, I don’t know how to explain what I feel about her.” Jack’s voice. Eva slowed her steps to pinpoint where the sound had come from. A few steps ahead was an intersection where she could see Jack and Sierra holding each other as they spoke. There was nothing particularly irking about the scene, but there was definitely something that had sparked jealousy within Eva. She walked forward and hid behind the wall, peaking from the corner to hear their conversation more clearly.

“Jack, you can tell me anything. C’mon, trust me.”

“It’s just–I hate her. I don’t think I’ve hated anyone as much as I hate her now. She treats me as if I’m invisible now that she’s got some attention…I get that I wasn’t enough for her, but this is too far. She’s trying to hurt me by hanging out with that asshole and it’s working. Honestly, I wish we’d never have met. After everything I’ve given her, after everything I’ve done for her, you’d think Eva would’ve come chasing after me, but I guess people aren’t always what they seem.”

Every regret that Eva had previously, was washed away by the flood of offense that overtook her. She knew she had made a prominent mistake by liking his bully, but that was it. She never furthered Vince’s advances, her interactions with him were always kept to a minimum, only seeing him in the halls or after school. And after everything she’d been through, she deserved some happiness, especially since Jack had begun to avoid her all those weeks ago. If anyone should be feeling regret, it should have been him.

Stepping out from the corner, Eva was in full view of Jack as she began, “‘Some attention?’ Do you think I’m shallow? Never once in my life have I been ungrateful for your hospitality. Never once have I ever hurt you knowingly. Yeah, it was stupid of me to go along with Vince for this long, but I didn’t do it to hurt you.” She needed to take a deep breath before she would say something she’d regret. “You left me, not the other way around. Where were you that day I was left in the canal. Where were you when I was searching every nook and cranny to find out if you hadn’t fallen off the face of the Earth only for me to be kidnapped in the process? Where were you when I needed to know I had something left of my life after it had fallen apart before my eyes? I’ll tell you–you weren’t there.”

She couldn’t keep doing this, holding onto people who clearly didn’t want to hold onto her. So she decided, “I’m sorry for everything I’ve done to you. Maybe I do deserve what’s happening to me, so, after today, let’s be strangers. That way, it would be as if we’d never met in the first place and you’d get your happy ending.”

She enunciated the last two words of her final sentence before the ache in her heart had grown too strong to suppress. Her legs began to move automatically, as she rushed back the way she came. The hallway felt more and more suffocating by the minute, causing her to break out into a sprint as she rushed past the school doors and well off of the school grounds before finally slowing to catch her breath.

Jack’s face hung in a dumbfounded expression as he watched Eva leave just as suddenly as she had arrived. Sierra, having been a spectator throughout the ordeal decided it was best for her to let the two sort their issues on their own and opted to leave. Jack was least bothered, for he stood motionless, contemplating his own words and her outburst. As much as he refused to accept it, the truth would always remain unchanged. Eva was right, he’d neglected her more than she had him, and though the two have both made their fair share of mistakes, his seemed to have been the ones that tipped them across the threshold. He’d messed up big time, and there was no recovering from this.

Eva, on the other hand, didn’t waste a second to think. After her minor break just outside the campus, with her form hunched over her knees as she panted furiously, she continued to run. Her legs moved unrelentingly, for she feared that if she stopped then her heart would too. She continued until the breath from her lungs finally ran out, and the muscles in her legs throbbed with the pain. The fog had lifted from her mind and the betrayal she had felt transformed into anger and confusion.

Looking around her, she realized she was in the canal again. The same place where it all had started, where she had found the Covenant. The Covenant . She took the backpack’s straps off, placed it on the ground with a little more force than necessary, and rummaged through its contents until she finally found the leather-bound book. She held it up to the light, watching its insignia shine against the sun. How could something so captivating prove to be so deadly? She was convinced that the book had caused the recent turmoil in her life. The betrayals, the loss, the pain. It was bleeding her out, little by little. Now it was her turn to hurt it. It was as if madness had blinded her sense of self. She opened the book and ripped out each page, one by one. It wasn’t as though she was destroying anything, for the stories written within the papers were carved into her mind. She couldn’t forget them even if she wanted to, and she most definitely wanted to.

When she had finally finished desecrating the inside, she threw the cover to the ground. Kneeling beside it, she wept as her arms flailed up and down on the thin piece of leather. The torn paper surrounded her, moving inch by inch away from her as the breeze began to pick up. Eva closed her eyes, feeling comforted by the singularity of the darkness in her vision. She found solace in it until even that was uprooted a moment later.

Overpowering blackness wraps around D-16 like a suffocating shroud. The air is thick with the acrid scent of useless metal and scraps, the miner’s breath echoing as a stark reminder of his solitary existence. The rhythmic chipping and scraping of the pickaxe against unyielding stone reverberate through the desolate chambers, creating a haunting melody. His large frame barely fitting in the hole he had mined, left him cramped and crouching as he continued his work. A prison for many, lay a home for him as he had never known anything but such taxing and cruel labor. His only objective each second of each hour was to mine for Energon.

This particular day was going rougher than usual, and before D-16 realized that he had hit a soft spot, the tunnel collapsed on him. He was built with the strength of ten bots, and though he was injured, his back held up the roof of the mine giving him a chance at survival. He waited for endless cycles before someone finally decided to help him. Using the same shaft in which he would put the Energon, D-16 was taken above for the first time.

The light emanating from the sky and the city was blinding and the bustling noise that strung around him hurt his ears. His sensory systems were overloaded as he took in his surroundings. Though he had never been given a mind to think, the bot had developed his own intuition, albeit a very childish one. The colors the sounds, they seemed magical to him. And once he understood how lively this new environment was to his old abode, he decided he would never leave it.

To preserve his newfound freedom, D-16 refused to listen to the commands of the superior who had hoisted him above and instead stood motionless as he was told to go back into the shaft. He was all patched up now, feeling more rejuvenated than he had in ages which fueled his courage. He never intended for his dreams to begin with spilled Energon, but as his overseer yelled and abused him with weapons, enabling the slave’s rage, D-16 crushed his skull without a second thought. From there he ran until he stumbled upon a new life. The life of a gladiator.

●・○・●・○・●

This vision was nothing new as Eva had become accustomed to it by now. Rather, when she awoke, Eva opted to head for the base with her newfound cool mind. Entering the faux structure, she saw June Darby standing beside Raf at the bottom of the platforms. Immediately, her first instinct was to try and blink away the figure, hoping that June was just a mirage concocted by her mind. But, June remained firm, unwavering from her position. She was as real as Eva’s eyes could make her out to be, and that shook her with fear.

“June?”

“Eva?”

This new life caused Eva to lose all the people she cherished, and with June here Eva could barely hold in her anxiety. “What are you doing here? How do you know about all this? How long–”

Raf interjected with a chuckle, “A lot happens while you’re not here.” It was true that Eva hadn’t spent as much time at the base these past few weeks as she normally had, but it seemed absurd that no one would update her about things like this.

Standing frozen at the entrance tunnel, Eva could barely pay mind to June as she left for work. All she could think about at that moment was how isolated she had become. No parents, no guardians, no friends, no one. Optimus was a good listener, but with the life he’s lived, Eva doubted that she would have left enough of an impression to be his companion. And this team was never hers to begin with either. It was very plausible for her to be left in the dark and it was very surely her own fault, a self-inflicted pain. Eva had already lost June and it was about time she realized it. Having had enough of her wallowing, Eva headed to Raf, determined to change her life, for the better.

Yet, before Eva could reach Raf, a hand gripped her arm and led her down one of the corridors. The feel of his fingers now almost felt unrecognizable, only the faint softness of his palm had given away his identity. Eva was tired and upset, but she wasn’t going to be unreasonable, not anymore. These past few weeks had changed Eva a lot more than she’d like to admit. She wasn’t the same, more unruly and impulsive. It was as if her rationale had descended into utter chaos, leaving her a hulking shell of emotion. No longer had there been any logic behind her actions or her words. She had been rash with her response to Jack, she had been stupid to not have realized how her actions impacted others, and she had to take responsibility for it.

Jack led her to a secluded area haunted by an inhuman silence. Finally, releasing her hand he began, “I’m sorry, please Eva. I don’t want to lose you.”

Eva listened, empathetic of Jack’s upset demeanor. She was in the wrong, she always had been. Everything that had happened was because of her. He shouldn’t need to apologize, but she did, she had to, if not for him then for her own sake. “No, I’m sorry. For Vince, for being oblivious, for hurting you, for everything. I know the canal wasn’t your fault or the kidnapping. I shouldn’t have blamed you and being frustrated is no excuse for that.”

Jack leaned closer as tears rolled down his cheeks, embracing Eva in a hug. In a show of good faith, attempting to forget what had transpired, Jack joked, “Sibling’s fight, right?”

Eva chuckled, her voice threatening to crack as she responded, “Yeah.” After a pause as the two embraced each other, each knowing that they could never live without the other, Eva asked, “So Sierra, huh?”

●・○・●・○・●

Hunched around Raf’s computer, Eva, Jack, Miko, and Raf surfed through the internet searching for any sightings of the Autobots that they needed to erase. Eventually, they came across a photo of Bumblee on the highway that someone had dubbed, “Phantom Car” which claimed there was no driver in the vehicle as it was speeding down the road.

Chuckling Jack remarked, “Camera sure loves Bee.”

Miko enthused, “What can you do? When you’re a superstar, you’re paparazzi bait.”

Noticing Bee’s photo on the screen, Ratchet questioned from behind, “Is that Bumblebee?”

“On a conspiracy website where users report evidence of close encounters. But we just scrub and replace Bee with…” Raf explained as he replaced the photo of Bee with a talking cat.

Hearing Ratchet laugh, Jack thought to ask Optimus if he wanted to see something funny. Eva nudged him, telling him to shut up, as Optimus replied with a curt no.

Entering the room, Arcee explained, “Don’t take it personally, Primes are built that way.”

Bulkhead added, “Never seen him laugh, cry, or lose his cool.”

Ratchet continued, “While Optimus certainly keeps his emotions in check, I’ve known him far longer than any of you have. And he was different before he was made a Prime.”

Eva remembered Megatron’s memories as Ratchet reminisced a peaceful past on Cybertron. He was a lanky, small bot half the size of Megatron and designated as an archivist. From what little she had witnessed, Eva had understood him to have had a bubbly and inquisitive attitude as Orion Pax, heavily contrasting his current personality. Becoming a Prime had come with many burdens, chief among them being coping with the loss of a brother, so it should come as no surprise how drastically he had changed. For better or worse.

As Eva drifted deeper into her reverie, fatigue enveloped her like a heavy blanket. Her body felt as though it were succumbing to an unseen force, limbs growing heavy and sluggish. Panic surged as her hands and legs seemed to betray her, refusing to obey commands. Desperate to break free from this sudden paralysis, Eva tried to call out for help, but her lips remained sealed shut. For the umpteenth time, her vision gave into the darkness.

In the next moment, a neon purple flooded her surroundings, permeating the darkness. Within this vibrant realm, Eva found herself regaining control of her body, albeit in a surreal, weightless manner. As she floated amidst the pulsating hue, she frantically waved her hands, attempting to propel herself forward. Slowly, she managed to navigate away from the colorful expanse, only to realize that the color emanated from a pair of colossal eyes. Rusted metal surrounded the artificial orbs, forming something resembling eyebrows and part of a nose. 

Before Eva could analyze her surroundings or investigate who exactly was in front of her, she seemed to have been transported to a different part of the world. Now, she looked down with an aerial view of an active volcano. The lava that bubbled up to the rim of the formation’s opening, had hints of purple rocks, scattered within the liquid. Yet surprisingly, it didn’t melt, rather, it glowed similar to the eyes of the being she had seen moments ago.

Just as instantly as her visions had transpired, Eva was awoken by the feeling of June pounding down onto her chest. Her ribs felt somewhat sore with every push, until finally the pain had awoken Eva’s senses and allowed her to gasp. With shaky hands, and quivering lips, Eva put her hand on June’s and asked, “What happened?”

“Thank god you’re alright.” June, brushed off Eva’s question, relieved that Eva, the daughter she never had, was alive. As she was about to embrace the girl, Eva held out her hand, demanding an explanation before any affections were exchanged. 

June took a moment to recompose herself, wiping the stray tear that fell from her eye, before beginning, “Before I came, Jack had told me you passed out and your heart wasn’t beating, but you were still breathing. And then almost 20 minutes later, Bee arrived back at base with an injured Raf, so I had to come to save both of you…”

“What happened to Raf?” June looked away towards the decontamination chamber that the bots often used with a solemn look. She didn’t want to distraught the girl, especially in the condition she was in, so with pursed lips June remained silent. 

“Please tell me,” Eva begged, but when her pleas weren’t answered, she resorted to standing up, pushing away June’s restraining hands. With her trembling legs, Eva slowly made her way to the small crowd near the chamber, where she saw Raf lying motionless on the hospital bed. 

Jack moved closer toward the girl, seeing the horror on her face, and whispered, “He’s fine and healthy. Now he’s just resting.” Seeing the relief in Miko’s eyes, she was satisfied with his explanation for now . There were still many questions left unanswered in Eva’s mind, but for now, her vision had to be dealt with first. 

Ratchet was preoccupied with consoling Bee, so the only bot that would be able to decipher what Eva had seen, with a cool mind, would be Arcee. Turning toward the femme, Eva’s hand snagged on the side of Raf’s bed, cutting her in the process. Though the wound was as small as a paper cut, it bled crimson and fell down to the tips of her fingers. The small stream of blood, trailed from the tip down to the floor, yet when it touched the surface, its color transformed from a rich red color, to a brilliant purple. As dark and deep as the blood of Unicron.

[pluage-docters-go-brrrrrr]

Red, Orange, Red-orange, What is it? - Librarymyboi - Transformers - All Media Types [Archive of Our Own]

Y'all this is based off of @macadam 's post about ratchet being red or orange. I wrote Crack about it. Hope y'all like it.

[witchofthesouls]

Is it weird that I think June Darby and Megatron can be great bitch-at-brunch friends or petty nemeses?

[maiselyormaiforshort]

In your secret frenemies au what are megatrons and optimus's relationships with their respective leaders like? And how does starscream factor in? Is he trying to become leader or are he and megatron fighting over the sic post cause I find that mental image hilarious 😂

Say no more shawty, warning:big yapping sesh

Optimus N CrimSonJaeger:Optimus respects Crimson Alot,also I forgot to mention that in this au Optimus doesn't become a prime because I said so, neither does Crimson, Crimson also deeply respects Optimus(mostly because he's an archivist and has more wisdom), Crimson sometimes gets anxious around Optimus because Optimus has no clue their leader is a teenager,long story short they are work friends

Megatron and Microzus: They're relationship is like the 2 uncles fresh outta jail, important note:Microzus is still wreckless in this au except she has to act more mature, Megatron respects her due to them both thinking violence is the best option,they have a closer relationship than Optimus and Crimson,they playfight sometimes or joke around,Megatron sees that they both have alot in common,Microzus is just happy that someone has the same perspective of her

StarScream N Microzus:they have a one sided rivalry, StarScream is always trying to overthrow Microzus,She doesn't notice at all and assumes he's goofing around(he punched her but since she's like REALLYYYY big she didn't noticed and jokingly hitted him with her elbow,her elbow has spikes,yeouch) also megatron and starscream still hate eachother in this au because Megatron highly respects his leader and would bash anyone in her way,by anyone I mean StarScream

Important notes:Op and meg still have their divorce D:,Dune(June) and Growler(A. Fowler) are on the autobots,The jasper trio have a cybertronion equivalent of a telephone which they use to contact eachother,one time megs asked who Micro was calling with she said it was a spy,she didn't let Megs ask anymore questions because she said "their identity is too precious"(shawty locked in), humans don't really play a big part in this au,I'm not even sure if i want the events to happen on earth or on a semi broken cybertron

[transingthoseformers]

//scuttles in here Hello, have the dose of Clerk!Megs nonsense on earth with humans

In general I feel like Megs would be spilt on the humans/interacting with them. Like he is interested and kind of eager (again, he ain't like canon megs who would probably squish a human under his pedal/foot lol), but also wary and cautious because humans are very fragile. Also i think if you exposed Clerk!Megs to our/human history, the man would have a stroke so hfjkdsf.

But as for like named character that come to mind, BUCKLE BECAUSE THIS IS GONNA BE LONG!

Jack He kind of sees himself in Jack. A young teen struggling with very little, having to work to make ends meet to help his mom out, he can understand that. Megs would def would put what he is working for a break just to listen Jack ramble or listen to the kid vent while he worked on his own stuff. He allowed Jack to study in his corner of the base/where every the team is staying since it's the quietest spot next to OP. Megs has probably, unknowingly, taught Jack the tunes of a few old mining songs since I can see him humming them absent-mindly while working. Jack is probably the reason Megs probably wishes he chose a car or something similar as an alt mode because he wouldn't mind picking Jack up from school, but he will settle with sometimes carrying Jack around on his shoulder or hand when he is merely exploring Nevada's deserts or walking around the base.

Miko Even if Megs is an ambivert, I don't think anyone can match Miko's extrovert energy X_X. Megs gets overwhelmed so easily by Miko. I also think they would not get along. Like...At all? Megs probably gets annoyed Miko doesn't take her studies seriously. Like on the verge of snapping datapads levels of annoyed. Is this because of his own history? Yes. yes it is. He does not understand wasting the chance to learn and grow, in favor of video games and loud music. I feel like it's also like mutual for awhile on Miko's end too. Megatron looks so cool, what do you mean he's a giant book nerd? She probably mistook him for like a harden gladiator (hah), only for Ratchet to go "...no, he's a clerk". I feel like it would take awhile for them to even like click, maybe something happens like Megs gets hurt trying to keep Miko safe (he's annoyed by her, but he doesn't like want her dead), and Miko tries to like make it up to him by showing him some Japanese poems since she knows he likes poetry.

Raf Silent panic because Raf is so small. But like seriousness, Megs adores Raf and loves the fact the kid likes to learn. He has probably mentioned Raf to the team on Cybertron a few times when on call with Orion, to the point now Shockwave and the other science guys to gain an interest. Megs probably sits on the sidelines, doing work, while Raf talks with Shockwave (mainly) and the others on Cybertron, learning from them and jolting notes down. Sometimes Megs has to intervene and remind them not to overwhelm Raf with stuff. Would def remember and remind Optimus to bring Raf snow if forever reason that had to go to the artic.

As for all three of them together, yeah Megs adores them tbh. He is willing to help them out and sometimes humors them with flights around the desert in his alt mode. Megatron would def be the supervisor on the Cybertron science projects ratchet sort of takes over. Silent screaming when Ratchet enters more main scientist realm and Shockwave encouraging it. Would also help on any English or History projects the kids have, but is smart enough to NOT try and turn the projects into mini weapons and stick to EARTH things.

Agent Fowler (and tbh the US Gov in gen) Their relationship is strictly business. Megatron archives usually any interact they have for historical purposes. I feel like he is very neutral leaning to disliking them, but still completely neutral. If this was like in Earthspark though with this version of Megs, alarm bells would be ringing and he would be screaming at Optimus when it came to Ghost and the government in that.

Silas Kill on sight fhsdjf. Megs is more passive, but Silas awakens all urges to kill in him. Idk how Silas would work in this AU tbh, but maybe he does still end up kidnapping Breakdown and Bumblebee and stealing things from them (BD's eye and Bee's T-Cog), and Megatron is the first one to be willing to kill him. Is this related to trauma from being a low caste miner and how he was treated like a tool/object that can be broken down for parts? Maybe :).

June (Jack's Mom) You know that scene where June asks about where Optimus is and goes "Oh, i even wore heels~". Yeah that, but now include Clerk!Megs. Megatron, of course, respects June and her profession! But ma'am, why are you flirting with him, you are confusing him to no end.

I don't have words beyond "yes please"

[wyrm-with-a-why]

June and Megatron become friends and June invites her to the Single Mom Club where a bunch of moms drink and bitch about their bad ex’s or annoying kids or both.

(I need to write this one of these days)

Jack having a fucking crisis when the lord of decepticons brings his mom home passed out drunk

Literally that’s so funny😭