#misfire x fulcrum

[sodynell]

Little doodles Starbee and Missfire/Fulcrum with @yaicheliz :3

Thank you for agreeing to draw with me! :D

[skylarkking]

Gay bots cuddling is my serotonin

I ship Fulcrum and Misfire SO HARD!

ALSO! I headcannon that Fulcrum has nightmares and can't recharge much while Misfire has no concept of personal space. This works well because Misfire is a cuddly bastard and Fulcrum NEEDS the comfort.

Both of them thrive under a weighted blanket.

[error404-lostinspace]

Hey guys! Posted the first chapter of my fanfic about the Scavengers. It's a Romance and found family, hope you enjoy it.

[revelboo]

There’s a lot of new followers, so I’m just going to take this opportunity to remind everyone that this is an 18+ blog, so if you’re under 18, scoot. Scavenger smut under the break 🌶️

Scavengers x Reader scenarios/headcanons

Krok

• “You’re not paying attention,” Krok growls against your neck, servos intertwining with your fingers to point at something behind you that you can hardly see from your position straddling the mass displaced mech’s lap. “I just told you what that was,” he adds. Warm servos of his free hand cup your throat then slide down to grip your hip and keep you still. When he’d asked if you wanted to learn about the ship’s controls, this wasn’t what you’d expected. A lesson also about patience as you lay your forehead against his shoulder.

• “Not fair,” you moan, hiding those eyes from him. Spike pulsing where it’s sheathed deep in your wet heat, Krok almost laughs as you try to wriggle against him. Trying to get him to move inside you as you test his control. “I don’t know, don’t care. Just move, please.” Venting affectionately, he grips your hips and lifts you, moving you slowly on his spike as you curl an arm around his neck, grip his plating. You just think he’s teasing you, but you need to know how to start the ship. How to get away if something goes wrong and they can’t get to you. Feels you shifting, trying to get some leverage to move faster, so impatient for pleasure. Relenting he uses his grip to help you ride his spike, listening to those little noises you make for him. Finally easing back on his elbows to let you have your way. Resting a hand on your hip as you ride him, servo sliding against your slick flesh where you’re stretched around his spike, enjoying those little, needy sounds of yours. The way you shudder and tighten on him at his touch.

• Finally. Moving urgently, bouncing yourself on his spike, it’s a powerful feeling to have control, to watch his hungry expression. Especially when he growls, servos tightening on you and his hips begin driving up to meet you. Rolling your hips, chasing that high and shuddering when you come apart. Feeling his hands gripping your hips to keep bucking into you before his head falls back and you feel the warmth of his release inside you. Feeling those big hands sliding up your spine, encouraging you to lay down on top of him, with his spike still pulsing inside you.

Crankcase

• You make a soft little sound of surprise as he grabs you, pushing you down on your belly on the first surface he finds and dragging you to the edge so you can’t get any leverage. His servos spearing into you, stroking and curling until you’re slick for him then he’s gripping himself and driving his spike deep into you. “Not going anywhere,” you groan in protest as he begins rutting against you. No, you’re not, but he’s aggravated, his processor dredging up things he doesn’t want to dwell on and he needs this. Needs the distraction of your soft, wet heat wrapped around his spike.

• Servos tightening on your hips until you know there’ll be bruises as he takes you hard and fast, you hear him growl when you try to look back at him over your shoulder. Draping his upper body more firmly against yours, bracing himself on an arm. “Eyes forward,” he growls, lips and denta brushing the shell of your ear, feeling him venting against you. Always taking you this way and you know it’s because of the damage to his helm, the exposed horror of his processor. Can’t stand your eyes on his face, on his wounds he refuses to let Spinister fix while he’s inside you. Feeling his spike ruthlessly stroking deep driving you over the edge, hips bucking as you milk him. Only when he’s finished, spike still pulsing inside you are you allowed to reach back. Fingers tracing over his jaw, feeling him press a soft bite against your palm. Unable to tell him the scars don’t bother you because he won’t believe you, but trying to show him with little caresses.

Misfire

• Hands on your hips, he drags you away from where you’re sprawled on Krok’s chassis in sleep. Hearing your little noise of protest as he covers you, servos in your hair as he claims your mouth, other hand sliding down to cup you, feeling you squirm against him. Those sleepy eyes heating as you hook a leg over his hip, trying to pull him to you and then he’s freeing his spike to bury inside of your welcoming heat. Aware of Krok shifting as he comes out of recharge and then swearing in Cybertronian. “On my berth?” He growls in exasperation, reaching to toy with your hair as you cry out against his mouth. Groaning when those soft, little hands find his wings and cling to him. Burying himself inside you to chase away the nightmares.

• Misfire inside you, hips bucking urgently and Krok beside you lazily reaching to free his own spike and stroke himself while he watches. Toes curling with every deep thrust and aware that you’re being too loud as he tips you over the edge. Misfire’s snarling in a broken mix of Cybertronian and English, and you can hear the rest of the Scavengers stirring. Knowing that you’re likely to not get any sleep now as Misfire shudders against you and you feel him releasing inside you, hips still frantically rocking against you as he buries himself deep. Servos cupping the back of your head as he presses his helm to your forehead, lips brushing yours affectionately. Also knowing that as soon as he slips free, Krok will cover you and not minding one bit. That you’ll take them all before you’re allowed to rest.

Fulcrum

• Big servos catching you and pulling you back against him, mouth on your throat. Loving how much smaller than him you are. The way you reach back to curl an arm around his neck, clinging to him. “There you are,” he says, servos sliding over warm, soft skin. Catching your fingers and gently nipping the sensitive skin between your thumb and first finger just to feel you shudder. The servos of his other hand pressing against your lower belly. Asking permission instead of just taking what he needs, waiting for you to take his hand and urge him to cup you, feeling you tremble against him when he vents against your throat. “Missed you,” he murmurs.

• An arm curls around you, your feet leaving the ground. Head falling back against his shoulder as he presses a servo inside you and strokes slowly, your legs trembling. Not bothering to point out that he’d cornered you in the wash racks right before lights out the night before. “Need you,” you murmur, shuddering when he slips that servo free and turns you. Back pressing to the wall as he lifts you and impales you on his spike. Feeling him venting against you before he’s moving, servos gripping your hips as he ruts against you and you hook your legs around his hips. “Please.”

• Inside you he doesn’t feel broken, doesn’t feel like a failure. It’s only you and him, your little arms curling around his neck as your needy little cries mix with the wet sound of your body taking his spike and his own groans. Trusting him to have you, trusting yourself to him as he bucks into you. Mouth covering yours as you tighten on him, milking his spike and he pins you more firmly, hips rocking against yours, burying himself deep to release.

Spinister

• “This is mine,” he growls, seizing your ankle and dragging you closer. That fidgety, nervous tension in his processor easing some when you reach for him and he lowers his face to feel those soft hands on his helm, touching his mask while you look up at him and tell him ‘okay.’ Shifting under him, thighs spreading so he can slide his spike against that slickness, find you and bury himself inside you. “I found you,” he mutters, feeling those soft hands sliding over his shoulders as he tries to hold onto the facts, reminding himself because things get confused in his processor. This he knows, though, the feel of your body under his, wet heat wrapped around his spike. This is his, familiar. Home.

• Making a soft noise as he rocks himself against you, thick spike stroking deep, you hold onto him. “That’s right,” your murmur as he moves against you, gasping. “Yours.” Never sure of his mental state, sometimes he doesn’t mind sharing, other times he does, so you don’t contradict him. Because you are his. His, Krok’s, Fulcrum, Crankcase’s, and Misfire’s. All yours. Letting your head fall back as he moves faster against you, driving you over the edge and snarling as his thrusts become more frantic before bucking deep to release, still rocking himself against you as you hear him mutter against your throat that you’re his, he found you.

[master-muffinn]

Asking the scavengers to hold your drink

Misfire

Not a good idea. He goes like, "yeah, sure!" but the moment you are gone he'll drink it. He does it on purpose with no regrets. What did you expect? He's a glutton and he steals food all the time, even from friends! And he won't buy you a new one either. "Sorry y/n i don't have any money on me right now"

Misfire: 0/10 trustworthy drink holder.

Spinister

He will also say 'yes'. But you shouldn't take too long, it gotta be quick! It could go two ways; either he gets distracted and forgets about your drink and you won't find it. Or the longer he looks at the drink the more suspicious it looks. "It looking at me funny, I think I will shoot it"

"NO!"

Spinister: 2/10

Grimlock

He will just stand there, holding your glass. Not knowing exactly what to do. Looking around and then on the drink without moving and looking confused. If it was Grimlock with better mentally health, then he would be the same but more protective and more confident and looking like a bodyguard.

"Nobody touch y/n drink on my watch!”

Grimlock: 8/10

Nickel

Honesty, she doesn't really want to, but she holds the glass anyway if it isn't too big. Don't expect her to hold your drink multiple times though or you will get the: “Why are you asking me all the time? Can't you just hold your own drink or ask someone else?” 😑 We know she was reliable with the D.J.D and it’s the same with you and your drink as well. The way you left your drink with her is the same way you get it back.

Nickel: 9/10

Fulcrum

"Oh okay". It's not a bad idea to ask Fulcrum. He will hold the drink with no problems…until he starts to second ask himself and overthink the situation. What if ‘someone’ he doesn't know approaches him with bad intentions and wants your drink? If that happens he will give the drink and run away. Hopefully he hasn't been shaking while thinking about it or the liquid in your glass will be less than when you left it.

Fulcrum: 5/10

Krok

Is the most ‘normal’ about it. He just holds it for you and still does what he is doing. Doesn't do anything weird with it, no drinking, just holding it. He doesn't bother asking what took you so long, unless you completely forgot about it.

However, he expects you to say ‘thank you’, or he won't do it the next time. (Krok deserves at least some appreciation).

Krok: 10/10

Crankcase

It depends. You most likely get a no, but if you ask again nicely, he'll might say yes. If he still says no, then it's better to ask someone else or he will be irritated and complaining. But if he says yes, he'll most likely just be sitting down and drinking his own drink in the other hand and looking grumpy around until you come back. If you take too long he is going to complain. "What took you so long?”

Crankcase: 6/10

Bonus: I can see Crankcase as the typical grandpa sitting in the corner of a party drinking beer and judging/watching people making fools of themselves on the dance floor and then use it against them later.

Thank you for reading! Have a good day! ^^ Reblogs are very appreciated 🥰

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[rungssparemodelpieces]

Human, meeting the Scavengers for the first time: “I think I can take them.”

Megatron: “In a fight, right?”

Human, smirking back

Megatron, now more concerned: “In a fi-ight, right-t?!”

[toomanybrainrots]

hey dude I love ur writing💙 so I hope it’s ok to ask if I could get a lil IDW scavengers (With a GN!Cybertroian s/o) headcanons

Thank you! Here are the IDW Scavengers with a Cybertronian S/O headcannons, as you requested dear anon.

IDW Scavengers with Cybertronian S/O

They Scavengers aren’t the most affectionate bunch

That’s what they say but Misfire happens to find his servo in yours

Or when Flywheels clings to you in the middle of the night

Or when Krok finds his servo on your waist

Or when Spinister is following you around like a lost duck

Or when Fulcrum—

You get the point. They tend to give affection(or atleast want affection) without even realizing it

You’re very happy to give them their well deserved affection

You let out a sigh as you try to wiggle free from the cuddle pile that had happened during the night, only to fail.

Somehow, someway, the scavengers had piled up on you in a cuddle pile. Why? Probably cause it was either cold or they wanted cuddles. How? You had no idea.

You succumbed to your fate, sinking further into the berth as you decideed to take a moment and enjoy this.

One of them, or all of them, somehow always manage to be wrapped up in your arms, or you wrapped around theirs.

None of them are complaining

They’re also pretty protective of you, sending glares to whoever so much as looks at you the wrong way

You’re probably the only one who can calm any of them down, or just hold them back

Overall, they’re surprisingly affectionate and not so surprisingly protective of you. You wouldn’t have it any other way

[in1-nutshell]

Human Buddy gets a mild illness and Spinister takes care of them

SFW, platonic, Human reader

MTMTE

Buddy didn’t bring their coat on an outing on some foreign planet. To be fair, they didn’t expect it to be cold. Misfire said it wasn’t going to be cold.

Well… there was mistake one.

Thinking that Cybertronian cold and human cold were the same thing. And taking that response from Misfire.

“You sure it’s not going to be cold?”--Buddy

“I’m sure Buddy! Just a light breeze at most!”—Misfire

So now they are heading to Spinister’s makeshift medbay. Buddy yelled out that they are coming in, so he won’t shoot. They didn’t want to be burnt while not being able to smell anything.

“Spinister I’m coming into the medbay! I am now actively walking into the medbay! I have one foot inside the medbay!”—Buddy

 Spinister acknowledges Buddy with his back turned to them. He only looks at them when he hears them sneeze. His fingers are itching for the gun but realizes that it was Buddy.

Brings Buddy up to eye level and notices that they don’t look too good, at least from an organic. Luckily, he had been reading up on some organic medical logs lately. He remembers something about checking for human temperature. He gets a digit and places it on Buddy’s forehead. Buddy just leaned into his cold digit. Spinister knows that humans aren’t meant to be this hot.

“You’re a bit hotter than usual.”--Spinister

“Aww thanks Spins.”--Buddy

“Apparently also delusional.”--Spinister

He quickly does a search on the space google on what to do. Has a mini scare and then it’s immediate bed rest for Buddy. Sets up the human corner of the medbay for use. He grabs some small blankets and wraps Buddy up in scary precision and lays them back in the nest of pillows and blankets. Buddy is slowly roasting in the burrito blanket pile.

Spinister isn’t having that.

“Can I at least get one cover off?”--Buddy

“And have you coughing up a lung? As the humans say, ‘Fat chance’.”--Spinister

Tries his best to get Buddy some warm fluids from the soup cans in the storage unit. After 5 attempts and some help from Krok he finally gets the soup to Buddy.

“Here eat this. We don’t need your nutritional levels going down too.”—Spinister

Makes a little announcement to the crew to keep things civil for Buddy if not they are going to die. Krok has to reword his message because Grimlock and Misfire are trying to storm into the medbay.

“Buddy will die if you all disturb them while they are resting.”—Spinister

“WHAT!!!”—All the Scavengers

“Buddy! No! My human pal!”--Misfire

“They’re sick! They’re sick! That’s what Spinister means! They aren’t going to die—”--Krok

“They could though.”--Spinister

“Spinister! Not helping!”—Krok

The Scavengers do make visits through Buddy’s sick time.

Krok lets Buddy in on the news on the ship and is constantly asking if he can do something to help Buddy out physically. He is also there if they want to rant about something. He may tell some stories about his time with his former squad.

“So, what happened after that?”--Buddy

“Well, me and my old crew were up against the Wreckers…”--Krok

Crankcase visits every now and then, mainly because he is piloting the ship. Tries to hype them up to get better faster, he needs someone to distract Misfire from bothering him.

“Seriously, can’t you get better any faster? I swear Misfire is getting more annoying by the second.”--Crankcase

Fulcrum visits the least and always stands by the door.

He is still a bit squeamish about organics and it’s only increased to a 10-fold with the illness.

“How are you from over there Fulcrum?”--Buddy

“Trying not to puke honestly.”--Fulcrum

“Same here Fulcrum.”--Buddy

Grimlock and Misfire visit together and try to get Buddy to laugh as much as they can.

“C’mon Buddy not even a giggle? How else are you going to get better?”--Misfire

“What do you mean?”--Buddy

“Isn’t laughter the best medicine for you humans? Right Grimmy?”--Misfire

“Me Grimlock.”--Grimlock

“See! He gets it.”--Misfire

“In a way, I guess it works.”--Buddy

Grimlock lays down near Buddy and occasionally poke their side or move some hair out of their face. Misfire along with trying to make Buddy laugh just chats with them. He does feel bad that Buddy was confined to the bed. On one visit, Misfire tried to smuggle Buddy out of the medbay to get a change in scenery. He didn’t get 10 steps out before Spinister is on his tailpipe trying to get Buddy back in the next.

“Shhh! Keep it down!”--Misfire

“I’m sorry but you are the one being smuggled right now?”--Buddy

“Yeah, well the planets are cool to look at and I thought I’d give you the privilege of seeing them.”--Misfire

“Yeah okay… but what about Spinister?”--Buddy

“What about him?”--Misfire

“What about me?”--Spinister

“Oh Scrap! Run!”--Misfire

Spinister is on top of all of Buddy’s needs the entire time. Will go on meaningless rants from time to time when things get too boring.

“Do you have squirrels living in your head?”--Spinister

“Do I have what?”--Buddy

One time he made a mini shooting range to entertain Buddy using the guns for shoot-shoot-bang-bang. This was quickly dismantled when Krok came in for a visit, apparently a safety hazard or something.

Buddy makes a full recovery and Spinister makes remarks about not getting sick again. Spinister now always carries a spare jacket in his subspace in case Buddy forgets theirs.

“Buddy take your jacket.”--Spinister

“Spinister I don’t need it.”Buddy

“I DoN’t NeEd iT. Yeah no, you’re taking the jacket.”--Spinister

[sodynell]

A little sketches with fulcrum because i love him sm :3

[pinkanonwrites]

Glad you appreciate my thoughts about Misfire liking period pussy :3

To add to it, he feels like he'd drink from a menstrual cup. Especially if he asks to drink from it in front of Fulcrum and Krok. They leave the room immediately after Misfire says that 💀. Might be hard for him to hold it, though.

EURGH <3 <3 <3 nasty little man holding the stem between two pinched fingers, making such a huge show of his enjoyment that Fulcrum nearly purges his tanks right there in the common room.

"You're just being dramatic! You love rust sticks, don't you? It's basically the same thing."

"NO IT'S NOT!"

[cyber-streak-2]

Happiest birthday to you, Styx! 🥳

My gift to you is a headcanon request:

Krok + any two Scavengers of your choice celebrating a Cybertronian reader’s birthday :)

Thank you! :) While I did go ahead and do the request, I ended up doing differently than how I normally do it because I just thought it would fit better.

The word isn’t coming to me right now, but I dunno if it’s really a drabble or something else. Either way, I didn’t do the typical way I write the requests this time.

~Cybertronian Reader Celebrating Their Birthday With The Scavengers~

Cybertronians celebrating the day they were made (cold), wasn’t entirely common—nor was it uncommon. A part of you had always wanted to do it before—but you usually got caught up in other things.

Like the war.

You just wanted it to be simple, nothing too big. So, after tracking down the others (it wasn’t hard, they were all watching tv together), you suggested the idea of it.

You were all going to stop on a planet in a couple of minutes for trading or whatever—and you were certain that there had to be at least a bar there or something that you all could go to.

Although you were asking them all, you glanced towards Krok while suggesting it, waiting to see what the monoformer would say about it.

“Sure,” He nodded, before taking a sip of his drink—which thankfully, Misfire hadn’t managed to steal this time.

~~~

After landing, and first dealing with a few other things, it hadn’t taken that long for you all to find a decent bar.

You’d remained inside with them for a while, but eventually, so many others began piling in—it was starting to get a little cramped—so you decided to step outside for a second.

After about six minutes, and a few—about seven—leaving, you decided to re-enter the bar, and rejoin your friends.

The moment you stepped back inside, you were nearly hit with two mechs that had been sent backwards—if not for someone pulling you away, they would’ve landed on top of you.

Looking away from the two random Cybertronians, you looked to your side, and realized that it had been Fulcrum that had pulled you out of the way.

“We gotta go,” He told you, and you nodded. You followed after him and Misfire, noticing the others waiting up ahead after you three went out another exit.

“What happened??” You heard yourself ask, all while you and the rest of the group were running back towards the WAP.

“Well-“ You heard Misfire say from above you—and while you did still listen to him (he mentioned Spinister’s name in his ramble), you became more focused on a familiar clicking noise.

Turning to your left, you noticed the Monoformer, clicking away with that object tightly in his fist. “Sorry about this-“

You just smiled, glancing back behind you, before back towards him and the others. “It’s okay, Krok- really,” You assured him, laughing—although it was a mix of an anxious yet happy one.

With how events usually turned out for you all, you hadn’t been all that surprised that this would happen. It made for an interesting birthday celebration.

Although, you were far more glad that you were simply celebrating it with your fellow Scavengers—they were fun to hang out with in their own ways.

[revelboo]

lol, I’d give the scavengers the silent treatment after they told reader no. Just to be petty now that we can communicate with them.

Pretty much

Lifeless Ordinary Pt 7

Scavengers x Reader

• Heaving a sigh at the sound of peds approaching where you’re curled up in a nest of blankets on Spinister’s berth, you don’t even bother to look. “Go away.” A big hand lands on the berth about a foot from you, a shadow falling across you. And as childish as it is, you tug a blanket over your head, trying to ignore whoever it is this time. They’d explained that they didn’t know where your world was. That they couldn’t take you home, but you can’t help but feel that they’re not even trying. That they don’t care about getting you home.

• Leaning over you, Misfire tugs the blanket away and you glare up at him. Still sulking. “Just so you know, Spinister punched Fulcrum through a wall. For looking at him funny. Big guy’s in a mood because you’re ignoring everyone.” And your dismal mood isn’t sitting well with him either if he’s completely honest with himself. Wings flicking slightly as you turn your head away to ignore him. Pushing his buttons as he seizes you and drags you by a leg out of your nest. Caging you on your back under his servos and feeling you shove at him. “You think any of us wanted to be here? We didn’t have anywhere else to go.”

��� Pushing against his hand, you glare up at him. Wanting to blame them. Needing this to be someone’s fault, because you feel so helpless and small. And you’d been so sure that everything would be okay once they could understand you. Wanting to cry suddenly, because none of this is fair. Blaming them isn’t fair and you ending up here. None of it.

• It’s not like he isn’t painfully aware that they’re all unwanted. The losers, the failures that were abandoned, bound together by desperation to survive and stay free. “I know this isn’t what you want.” You’re not pushing at his hand anymore, just staring up at him. “Believe me, I get that. And it’s selfish, but I want you here with us.” Hates admitting that out loud, being vulnerable. But you are one of them now. A Scavenger whether you like it or not.

• Head thumping back against the berth you close your eyes, suddenly exhausted. Because that frustration in his voice leaves you feeling guilty. A spoiled brat throwing a tantrum because you’re not getting your way when they’ve only ever taken care of you. Or at least, tried. Asking nothing in return. Reaching up, you lay a hand on his servo. “What exactly is it we do?” You ask.

• Trying to keep Spinister and Crankcase from brawling on the bridge, Krok’s head lifts at the sound of a little voice. Your voice. “So we’re pirates?” And Spinister drops Crankcase, heading straight for Misfire and the little human he has cradled against him. Thank, Primus. “No, it’s nothing like that. We’re… okay, we might be pirates?” Misfire mutters, turning slightly to keep Spinister from taking you from him. “Are we pirates?” And Krok relaxes, running a palm against his aching helm. Because you’re smiling even if it looks forced as Spinister tries to reach across Misfire to get to you.

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[rungneedstherapy]

Life: *gives me a challenge I have to concentrate on*

Me: *opens notes app* yeah, I think it's the perfect time to write some fanfics

[ppnuggie]

　　　　　　SCAVENGERS x gn human reader

　　　　『　misfire ,, spinister ,, crankcase ,, fulcrum ,, krok ,, gender neutral human reader    』

　　-> pov : you tell them you like them (romanticly)

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack

　　— its canon that spinister cant spell correctly ,, also the way their names are set up in the character showcase above is in a reverse rainbow sorta way ,, also i changed my mind ,, requests will only be open for holidays and whenever i need some scavengers this year ,, other than that theyre closed till 2024 unless those two things pop up

spinister ::

fulcrum ::

crankcase ::

misfire ::

krok ::

[signedaiko]

Can we get the Scavengers with a gn human reader from your AU? The one where you're a liaison for Earth?

Thanks!

Scavengers x Reader [MTMTE]

In which you've been adopted into the Scavenger crew and have to find ways to survive with their minimal supplies.

The first few weeks with them were the easiest in terms of supplies because you'd yet to run out of rations

Years of training to take off into space prepared you; you had seeds, artificial lights, heat lamps, and a water filter that could serve up to twenty people at once

Until Misfire stepped on it

They do their best to fix it, and you had all the training to make it from scratch

Except it was completely condensed and you'd have to find all the materials to build it again, an unforseen consequence

Thankfully, you can make stops at popular organic planets, which all carry water to stock up, but it's still a setback

The first to accept you is Crankcase, who has gone through similar training to you and whom you can bond with regarding flight training

Hes content to have you in the cockpit with him and shows you around steering a ship

Having you certainly beats autopilot when he has to step away

Misfire and Krok are next; they don't really care enough to push you away, especially since you scored them a huge deal that let them repair the WAP

Misfire is in charge of keeping you stocked on water and helping you locate materials to make a new filter

Hes also in charge of paying for it

Krok is more non chalant

He doesn't owe you anything, you owe him nothing

But he might get fussy if you contest his leadership

YES he CAN tell you're disagreeing just to upset him and it pisses him off

Spinister is iffy about you, humans are weird and small and he doesn't get your intentions at all

Why would a human want to be in space with them? It must have been for nefarious reasons

Even so, he forgets his issues pretty fast when you join in for their games, and shows a lot more self-restraint, seeing as he could easily overpower you if you tried to hurt him

Which, obviously you were planning on doing and he had to prepare for, duh

Fulcrum takes the longest for...obvious reasons

Humans could never do it for him, never ever ever ever

He never gets comfortable touching you or going near any of your stuff, but he does fund you quite funny and slowly eases into being around you

You might notice his optics go offline whenever he 'looks' at you

Offensive, but, you get it

If it keeps him from gagging, then whatever

Author's Note - I love the scavengers, you'll have to deal with me over writing for them.

[tftarotproject]

So as I understand, this project is lost light/idw focused but has basically every major character anyway? Just cause of how many cards? Cause I love the idea of a TF tarot but I haven’t read idw so I’m not really into it much yet. Just wanna know to see if it’s good for me ya know? Thanks!

The characters included are:

0 The Fool - Tailgate

I The Magician - Brainstorm

II The High Priestess - Mistress of Flame

III The Empress - Windblade

IV The Emperor - Starscream

V The Hierophant - Optimus Prime

VI The Lovers - Chromedome and Rewind

VII The Chariot - Megatron

VIII Strength - First Aid

IX The Hermit - Cyclonus

X Wheel of Fortune - Deathsaurus

XI Justice - Ultra Magnus/Minimus Ambus

XII The Hanged Man - Drift

XIII Death - Whirl

XIV Temperance - Dai Atlas

XV The Devil - Tarn

XVI The Tower - Skids

XVII The Star -  The Necrobot/Censere

XVIII The Moon - Red Alert

XIX The Sun - Rodimus

XX Judgment - Rung

XXI The World - The Lost Light

Thundercracker - Ace of Wands

Pyra Magna - Two of Wands

Pipes - Three of Wands

Blaster - Four of Wands

Overlord - Five of Wands

Galvatron - Six of Wands

Kaon - Seven of Wands

Blurr - Eight of Wands

Metroplex - Nine of Wands

Ratchet - Ten of Wands

Ten - Page of Wands

Firestar - Knight of Wands

Nautica - Queen of Wands

Thunderclash - King of Wands

Prowl - Ace of Swords

Fulcrum - Two of Swords

Krok - Three of Swords

Metalhawk - Four of Swords

Arcee - Five of Swords

Ambulon - Six of Swords

Pharma - Seven of Swords

Vos - Eight of Swords

Tarantulas - Nine of Swords

Getaway - Ten of Swords

Wing - Page of Swords

Wheeljack - Knight of Swords

Velocity - Queen of Swords

Tyrest - King of Swords

Swindle - Ace of Pentacles

Riptide - Two of Pentacles

The Wreckers - Three of Pentacles

Trailcutter - Four of Pentacles

Fortress Maximus - Five of Pentacles

Nickel - Six of Pentacles

Shockwave - Seven of Pentacles

Perceptor - Eight of Pentacles

Trepan - Nine of Pentacles

Lockdown - Ten of Pentacles

Spinister - Page of Pentacles

Crankcase - Knight of Pentacles

Helex - Queen of Pentacles

Bumblebee - King of Pentacles

Cerebros - Ace of Cups

Lug & Anode - Two of Cups

Misfire - Three of Cups

Tesarus - Four of Cups

Grimlock - Five of Cups

Cosmos - Six of Cups

Swerve - Seven of Cups

Skywarp - Eight of Cups

Nightbeat - Nine of Cups

Chromia - Ten of Cups

Sunstreaker - Page of Cups

Jazz - Knight of Cups

Soundwave - Queen of Cups

Roller - King of Cups

Some of these characters are exclusive to the IDW comics, but most are familiar faces through continuities. Even if you don't know all of the characters, it's a beautiful deck any TF fan could appreciate. You can also go through the rest of the blog to see some of the pieces our artists have created!