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AHHAHAHA I love bee so much. He’s one of my favorite characters to exist ever! He’s just a sweet bean.

Enjoy some romantic headcannons for our favorite bee 🐝

Meeting Tfp! Bumblebee

🐝Human reader! Gender neutral 🐝

~You met Bumblebee after you watched Raf (the child you were babysitting because his parents went out of town and his older siblings refused to watch after him because they had their own plans) get into a stranger yellow Camaro.

~Your first instinct was screech bloody murder because That was your kid! You chased after the car and threw your bag at it, ultimately stopping it.

~Raf hopped out of the car and tried to explain that it was his friend driving and they always hang out at their secret clubhouse after school and on weekends.

~this set off every single alarm bell and red flag in your brain. In your rage you went to open the driver’s side door to beat the shit outta this pervert. No one takes advantage of on of your sweet boys on your watch.

~Raf tries to stop you, crying that it’s ok and he isn’t a pervert. But you were hearing none of it. If he wanted to go with this strange yellow car to this ‘clubhouse’ you were going with him.

~Raf adamantly protests this, but you refuse to let him go alone. Just because he was very independent 12 year old doesn’t mean he doesn’t need supervision. Especially when you’ve been his babysitter since he was small.

~Raf sighs and asks the car if it’s ok if you come with them (which freaked you out that he was talking to the car but I digress)

~Low and behold you end up at some abandoned military base where there are two other children, Jack which you knew from his mom being friends with your own, and the foreign exchange girl, Mino? No no uh Miko! Yeah yeah Miko

~Seeing the yellow car transform into a 20 ft robot to match the size of the other robots in the room almost had you thinking that you were having some insanely elaborate dream.

~Raf introduced you to each of the bots. Which the white and orange one, Ratchet was his name, was very clear in his disgust for another human knowing of their existence. But Arcee and Bulkhead were kind to you and Optimus was very welcoming, so you let Ratchet’s bad attitude slide…. For now at least

~When Raf introduced Bumblebee though, man you’re cheeks were flushed red. You immediately apologized for calling him a pervert. To which he let out a string of beeps in response.

~”It’s ok you were just looking out for Raf” “It’s not ok, but thanks anyway”

~what truly shocked you was that you understood him. Realizing that you could understand him, the empty base was filled with his excited beeps.

~finally someone else who understood him! And a cute human no less!

~being the only other human who could understand him, you two became very close in a matter of weeks. Even after Raf’s parents came home, you would still get picked up by Bee and Raf to head to home base

~Bee really enjoys long talks with you about everything. You’re the only person to really get him on a deep level. Don’t get him wrong, Raf is a wonderful best friend; but, you were more than that to be. You were something special.

~now if only you could see the obvious attempts at flirting he does. That would definitely make his year.

Thanks so much for reading! I hope you liked my headcannons! I plan on making a part two so don’t worry. My requests are open so ask away! I’m all ears

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Meet me at our spot

TFP Orion Pax x Cybertronian! Reader

*in this reader is a higher caste bot and as such they are very small like shorter than Arcee small*

*also elita-1 and Orion are exes in this. They weren’t conjuxed just the Cybertronian equivalent of dating*

Barely anyone wants to give him love so I guess I’ll just have to do it myself. I wrote this one kinda quickly so is a bit short and may not be amazing but it’s here so 🦾🦾

Orion knew what you two were doing was wrong. He a simple archivist being romantically involved with someone of your status. And yet when you say things like that he kept coming back every time. You made him feel alive….

“You’re late Orion” You chastised the young archivist. Your helm facing away from said approaching bot, your optics looked far off into the distant wonders of Cybertron.

“I know I’m sorry, there was a lot of work Alpha Trion handed me last minute.” Orion stepped ever closer. Reaching your short form, he knelt down to press a soft kiss to your helm. “I missed you my spark” he murmured as he guided his larger frame to sit beside you.

You hummed and your optics closed in delight. It had been too long since you both had been able to bask in each other’s presence. You had missed him so and he you.

“I wish we didn’t have to meet up in secret” you whispered as your frame naturally sought out Orion’s comforting embrace. He welcomed you without hesitation, his helm finding solace in your neck cables brushing gentle kisses across your neck.

“ I know sweetspark.” Orion exvented against your audio receptor. He knew you hated hiding your aching love for one another. His spark sought out your own when you weren’t near. But.. you had responsibilities and he had his own. He knew you couldn’t possibly be together in the open, but in the darks of twilight he can give you what you want.

“Look at me Orion” you murmured. Orion happily obliged as he turned his helm to match yours. His optics gazing into yours, a compassion flowing from one to another.

“All I want is you. Here. Forever”

Primus that’s all he wanted too. Sure Orion was content in his position at the Iacon archives, but what his spark yearned for was to be United with yours. His deepest desire, his one truth in his spark. All he truly wanted from this life was to be conjuxed with you.

“I know” he whispered bringing his dermas to yours. “That’s all I want too” He kissed you with his entire spark behind his dermas. Two bots so close yet so far away from each other.

Primus he wanted to give you the world, everything you could ever conceive of wanting. He would give it all to you, but the one think you wanted was the one thing neither of you could grasp.

Even with the rift between your two sparks, both desperately held on to each other for dear life. His past love was incomprehensible to this one. Even if he couldn’t conjux with you, he would be selfish and whisk your nights away.

For the your night belonged to him. The passionate love you shared throughout the twilight was what drove each bot to come back to one another. The flame enveloped you both in its hearty warmth.

Even if you could never be united through conjux, you could both fall further into the feeling of each other. Each night was worth a thousand life times.

If only for a single moment, you truly belonged to each other.

Yay ORION TIME BABY!!! I love Orion Pax’s character. He’s so sweet n sassy. Optimus in all forms deserves love. This was kinda bittersweet, but eh what else can you do.

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lol sorry if it’s taking a minute for new things to come out. School is beating my ass rn. But I’m working on all the things!

Here’s a few sneak peaks!!

A different kind of human series (Step ?): Hunger

Rated M

TFP! Optimus Prime x Human! Reader

Oh Primus, this sweet bliss Optimus was feeling. Wrapped together bare flesh against warm metal. This is where he belonged, where he needed to be. United in the most carnal way with you.

Bug

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TFP Bumblebee x Human! Reader

Bumblebee was chirping and buzzing with excitement at the thought of you. He had it bad. But how could he not when he was your bug?

Half the world away

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Tfp Orion Pax/Optimus Prime x Reincarnated Human! Reader

*continuation of meet me at our spot*

Optimus couldn’t believe his optics. Primus you looked so similar to his conjux it pained his spark so. Even your euphoric voice was the same… it hurt him more than anyone knew

Request! Arcee and Arachnid x Reader headcannons

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A Different Kind of Human ( Step 1)

TFP Optimus Prime x Female Human Reader

Optimus had seen countless beings across the galaxy. But she… she was different.

For a desert climate Nevada became confusingly cool when the Sun left the sky to rest behind the mountain tops. The lack of sun rays left only moonbeams to touch the surface of the young planet. The softness of the slight chill in the air was accompanied by the sultry darkness that encompassed the deserts of Nevada.

The night was still and calm. Tiny bugs were serenading the sweet silence of the night. Their soft songs harmonized with the low buzz of the lone Cybertronian wheels gliding on the asphalt of the deserted highways.

Optimus cherished nights like this. Nights where everything is tranquil. His precious Autobots at the base recharging peacefully in their berth-rooms. The Decepticons hiding away in their ship, leaving the beauty of the earth alone for a single night. All around was serene and still.

Except the Prime’s own thoughts. His processor was running in overdrive: disturbing the hushed nature of the evening.

The electrowaves inside his processor refused to be still. Waves upon waves of thoughts coursed in Optimus’s helm as his alt-form went to the unknown. The chattering of his mind didn’t cease even as his tires slowly stopped and his physical form came to a rest.

Optimus simply sat there in his alt-form as another wave of intrusive thoughts filled his processor. Time was non-existent, the Autobots were nonexistent, the Decepticons were nonexistent, he himself was nonexistent. The only thing real was the hushed voice he filed far away in his deepest files every day cycle.

‘How much longer with this war go on’

‘Am I doing what’s right?’

‘Can Megatron truly be stopped?’

‘How much longer can we last without substantial Everton reserves’

‘Am I worthy of the title prime?’

‘Am I even enough-‘

Optimus’s inner voice was halted in its wake of self destruction by an ambrosial melody. The honeyed voice singing this sweet serenade was only accompanied by the gentle tune of what Optimus assumed was a string instrument. He didn’t know what it was, but he did know that it was lovely.

His optics inside his alt-form lightly closed as he basked in the heavenly symphony only he was present to witness.

Her ethereal voice easily rounded around the notes of the melody. Each staff of the music was delicately executed to create a lyrical wonder that had Optimus craving more of her harmonious singing.

The words of her song were sad but not entirely so. They were reminiscent of a sort of melancholy with a bud of happiness at the center. The lyrics were bittersweet but still had a comforting warmth that enveloped his whole spark.

As gently as it started, the sweet notes of the music died out as she finished her song with a delicate vibrato. His optics opened to bare witness to this human who calmed his never ending worry.

She was quite a bit away. Perched on the roof of (what he assumed was )her vehicle, her legs swaying back forth rhythmically as she began to strum her wooded strung instrument again. Her fingers skillfully switched positions as the notes changed and she began to hum.

‘How long has she been residing here?’ Optimus wondered. It was unusual for a young woman to be playing music to herself in an abandoned parking lot. Optimus only grew curiouser and curiouser.

Her gentle strumming stopped as she turned her head to the rising the sun. Optimus’s optics were basking in the beauty of her form as the sun-rays surrounded her. Humans were a wonderful species, one that Optimus swore to protect with his entire spark.

But she… she was a different kind of human. One that he couldn’t even begin describe with his vast vocabulary. Her hair flowed as she turned to face his alt-form.

Optimus was one who understood what the human standard of beauty was, but she was most stunning individual he had laid his optics upon. No bot on Cybertron could compare to her radiance. Her eyes glanced over his alt-form, nothing else present but serenity in them.

Oh Primus her eyes. They were like two stars plucked from the sky. Optimus had seen countless optics and some human eyes, but hers. They were otherworldly in their radiance.

Only then did Optimus realize that it was sunrise. It had just been the early whispers of the night, how did he lose track of time so easily? How long was his processor buzzing with worry and distress?

Ratchet would be rising from his short recharge soon. Optimus had to leave the human and her vehicle alone as to not raise suspicion or anxiety back at base. He was about to start his engine when the girl moved.

She gently climbed down from the top of her car with her instrument at her side and started walking towards him. Her footsteps were muffled, barely even making a noise.

She stopped a right by his driver side door and she climbed up upon him. Her actions startled Optimus to his spark. Did she know what he was? Did she see him staring?

His processor started to buzz with distress again when she placed a small sticky piece of paper on his windshield. She took out a decorated pencil and wrote something on the note silently. Putting her pencil away, she then placed a few bills under his windshield wiper, making sure to hide the money from any prying eyes.

“There you go. You must’ve been here for quiet awhile. Safe travels Mr. Trucker”

Her voice was like nothing he’s heard before. It was just as harmonious as her singing but more delicate. She carefully climbed down and went back to her car.

Her engine started and slowly her car left the parking lot. Optimus was unmoving. Stunned from the sheer kindness this human had given him.

Optimus checked his inner clock and cursed. He had to get back to base now or Ratchet will lose it and send everyone looking for him. He’s a prime and he has greater responsibilities than loitering in a parking lot.

He started his engine and pulled out of the parking lot. As he began the trip back to base, Optimus could only think of that human and the note she left him. That ethereal human that could be ascribed to myths of Cybertron.

She truly was a different kind of human.

Hi! This is my first fanfic on tumblr so I hope you liked it! Big daddy prime makes me very happy lol. I have a narrative in mind where I want this to go. Lemme know if y’all want more! I’m also open to doing other bots too. I love all the TFP bots!!!

Btw the reader was playing a lute and her car is a Chevy Spark LT. and yes the name is an Aurora reference. Her music is top teir. I was inauthentic reader singing black water lilies or this could be a dream but is up to interpretation.

See you next time fireflies!!

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Heya!! Could I possibly request some fluffy genreal romantic hc's with tfp arcee and airachnid (separate or poly up to you) with a human s/o (gn or fem)?

If you can't I understand! Have a good day/night!!

Here you are! I hope you guys enjoy 🫶

Arcee-

•Arcee is known to be very closed off to new people coming into her life. Especially after Cliffjumper had passed.

•and yet here she was in love with a human no less

•you had met Arcee after you stumbled upon a Decepticon attack on your way home from work. She noticed the shell shocked human laying on the ground gaping at the fight and she took you back to the base after she dealt with the cons.

•Arcee was definitely not a fan of PDA, but like any other love-starved bot her quarters were where most of your affection was limited too

•there were times you would sneak a quick kiss to her face-plate to which her cooling fans would audibly kick on. It was embarrassing but she knew you only did it because you called it a ‘good luck’ kiss. It was apparently a human tradition that she didn’t understand, but liked to a certain degree.

•she adores being able to discuss her problems with you. She can discuss anything really, life before the war, her sisters, Cliffjumper, any of it. She is so thankful to have someone so intently listen to her mourning and feelings. You get what she feels and help her through her low points and she couldn’t be more grateful for you.

•as she’s Jack’s guardian she does spend quite a lot of time with him, but even though she’s preoccupied Arcee always makes you feel loved in her own special way.

•her closed off nature does causes some communication problems, but every time you gently confront her and work out whatever happened to cause the stalemate

•overall, she really loves you and tries her best to be a good partner for you. It’s hard after all she’s lost, but you being there makes it all worth it.

Arachnid-

•ok so Arachnid is iffy with treating anyone in a compassionate way. So starting a romantic relationship with a human of all beings was a steep learning gap for her

•meeting arachnid was an interesting experience in your life. She had originally captured you as a specimen but after endless days of conversing with her she grew fond of you and you of her

•starting off this romantic endeavor was quite….complicated.

•it look weeks of communication and discussion for you both to be able to completely understand each others needs and limits

•you learned that Arachnid really liked having you on her shoulder or on her person. She is a huge fan of physical contact.

•where she goes you follow as she doesn’t trust anyone with you alone. Especially on the Nemesis. You’re the only other person she’s ever cared about that isn’t herself so she’ll be damned if one of the bots on the Nemesis tries to harm even a inch of you.

•she loves to rant to you about how much she hates everyone (especially Starscream). And sometimes she’ll give you little tidbits of her plans to take over and conquer.

•overall, the journey to get close to arachnid was very very long but when you found a home in her spark she would give that spark to keep you safe and by her side.

BAHAHHAHA ITS DONE. I’m so happy you requested this! Arcee is so complex and arachnid is just badass so Heheheheh romance for them is interesting.

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A different kind of human series: (Step ?) Giving into the love

TFP! Optimus Prime x GN! Human! Reader

Ok so I got impatient and kinda timeskipped ahead to after reader and OP have been in a relationship for a min.

Also I want to make a note that OP has depression. This man is a martyr and blames so much on himself, he is obviously depressed that I had include this in my portrayal of OP.

He didn’t deserve you. Your loving affections. Your undying love that spread across his whole being and spark like a warm umber. The pure joy he felt whenever you were near. He didn’t deserve any of it.

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“What do you mean you can’t see me anymore” Your harsh tone made Optimus flinch back in surprise. He knew you’d be unreasonable with his reasoning but not this unreasonable.

He uttered your name, however you quickly shot down his protest. The pure fury in your eyes. The last time he had seen optics that intense was… when Megatron gave his deliverance to the high council. That flame of passion scorched him then as it did now.

“Why. Tell me why Optimus”

“It is what’s best-“

“That’s bullshit and you know it. Give me a real reason. Not some basic answer anyone can say. I want to know the Optimus Prime answer.” You reprimanded him, crossing your arms “Go on, tell me”

Optimus hesitated. His optics roamed the once comforting area you called your living room with worry. His holoform frizzed out for a moment as he gathered his thoughts. His deepest thoughts as he knew only they would satisfy your inquiry.

“I-… I believe that I do not deserve you. That I do not deserve to be selfish and relish in your affection as I have been.” Optimus confessed. His optics lowered to the ground. He couldn’t meet your eyes, he just couldn’t.

Optimus could feel your gaze burnt into his holoform’s head like a thousand suns. He knew you wouldn’t agree with his real reasoning for why he had to let you go. It took his entire spark and more to even utter his true feelings to you.

He didn’t deserve you. Your loving affections. Your undying love that spread across his whole being and spark like a warm umber. The pure joy he felt whenever you were near. He didn’t deserve any of it.

He didn’t deserve to be selfish.

He didn’t deserve to be happy.

Not while his hands were drenched in innocent Cybertronian energon.

Not while his mistakes killed his home, his people, his friends-

“Optimus” your voice rang out gently in the numb air surrounding you both, “Optimus please look at me.” You begged. Optimus remained silent with his helm facing towards the carpet of your living room.

“Stjernestøv please-“ you cried. Optimus’s optics flew open at the name. You had only called him that a few times before. Each time you uttered that name it was always during the most intimate times you’ve shared. You told him it was a name that described him perfectly. That it was something special only you could call him. That it conveyed the sheer depth of your love for him.

He tilted his holoform’s helm up to meet your eyes. His own optics widened at the state you were in. Your once eyes of flame were now an unending pool of ocean. Your hands were gripping onto your arms so harshly your knuckles were white.

“Stjernestøv, you think you don’t deserve me?” You whispered still processing the sheer weight of his words “I knew you were hurting inside, but I didn’t think-” Your hand went to cover your mouth for a moment. Rubbing your fingers across your cheek, you softly reached toward his holoform to brush your fingers across his cheek.

“Turn this off please”

“..pardon?” Optimus was confused. Why would you want him to turn off his holoform? Were you kicking him out? Were you giving into his requests? Were you-

“I want to say this to the real you.” You uttered as your fingers traced patterns on his holoform’s cheek. “The you that I love”

Optimus couldn’t help but give into your request and let his holoform fizzle out of existence. His real body that was parked outside folded in on itself as he mass displaced his form. His footsteps rattled your furniture when his form approached where his holoform once sat. His optics met you misty eyes as he slowed his pace to stop in front of you. He was a breath away, so close to touching you but far enough so he wouldn’t give into his desires.

“Optimus” You started trying to find the right words, “love is the only beautiful thing we have in this life. Please don’t let this love die”

Optimus knew you’d be safer far away from him. How you would be able to have a normal life with another human. Someone who could give you everything he couldn’t. But he knew that’s not what you wanted.

You didn’t want anyone else: You wanted him. Him with all his mistakes and misjudgments. The eons of baggage his worn down frame carried, sometimes the weight of it all seemed all to much and he would go under it all. He who gave up his normal life as an archivist to lead an army of his people to a never ending war drenched in the shed energon of both sides. He who didn’t deserve to be selfish. He didn’t deserve the heavenly feeling of being loved by you. He didn’t deserve yours or anyones love.

“Don’t even think of saying it’d be better off without you.” your stark tone ceased his downward spiral. “Optimus, I love you. Not anyone else, ok? You are enough. You are my universe, my stars, my world, my everything”

Optimus was speechless. He was your world. No one had ever thought of him like that. Not even his oldest friends had even conceived the notion of him in such high regards. Sure they would follow him into battle and risk their lives for the Autobot cause, but he was never their entire reason for existing. Like he was to you.

“I know I can’t heal the hurt, but I can help” You cried “ I will hold you and show you every inch of love you deserve. Because you do deserve love”

Your warm hands cupped his cooler faceplates and brought his helm closer to your own. Your eyes searched his for any sign, anything you could latch onto. The warmth of your eyes brightened his own, so you continued.

“If I’m being honest with you I-“ you hesitated licking your lips thinking over your choice of words “when you came into my life I felt it finally begin”

“So don’t think you don’t deserve me when I exist to love you” Your face was dangerously close his own. Lips a brush away from meeting his dermas. Your eyelashes covered half of your alluring eyes. Primus he could gaze into your eyes for eons. Their radiance unmatched by even the brightest of stars.

“I-“ Optimus was reluctant to give into the currents of your love. He was afraid that letting himself drown in it would do you no good, that you would regret letting him in so deeply into your heart.

“Optimus I want you to be selfish. Give into the love. Please” You murmured as your lips were even closer to his dermas. Eyes fluttering ever more closed as the klicks went on.

“..Ok” he answered you with a hot searing kiss.

Thanks so much for reading! I plan on doing one shots that lead up to this one and come after the first two parts in this series. I’m currently working on requests so it may be a minute as I also have an Orion pax idea. 👀

Also Stjernestøv means stardust in Norwegian. Reader doesn’t know Norwegian fluently, but they do know plenty of songs in Norwegian and their favorite word is Stjernestøv, which just suits Optimus so well.

Edit: I couldn’t find a phonetic pronunciation but it’s something like Stir-nes-two. Hope that helps!

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[seagoober]

Hi! I’m Seagoober and I write fanfics!

This is my side blog, my main blog is a TMNT blog called Starpotionz

For this blog I write Transformers fics. Mainly Transformers prime but I have seen the others so I can definitely write for those too! Bayverse especially.

My top favs to write for are:

Optimus Prime

Bumblebee

Ratchet

Wheeljack

Knockout

Bulkhead

Arcee

Smokescreen

Anyone really from TFP lol

To find my fics easier use the tag #seagoober writes

My requests are open so ask away!

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