#tf es x reader

[theladyheroine]

General Transformers Prompts ✨💫

❥ Hi everyone! 👋🏽 Considering it’s been awhile since I’ve written anything on here, I came up with these while on a break! They’re inspired by my other mini headcanons, but they don’t follow a set timeline. But I hope you like them, thank you & enjoy!

Long before the war, you were an apprentice of the 13 Primes. Destined to join them once you come of age. You’ve spent a majority of your time studying the history, arts, and culture of your planet. But what happens when you’re in the archives one day, and a mysterious Bot falls through the ceiling?

Before the war, you were a brand new Prime who was appointed to oversee the social system & well being of Cybertron’s citizens. However, when rumors of a war start to spread, you are placed under the protection of the prestigious High Guard.

You are a stray Autobot who got separated from your team after narrowly escaping some Decepticons. You find yourself in an abandoned city but make your way to a massive temple at the center. At first you believe you’re alone, until the temple’s doors open, and a colossal noise erupts from inside.

You are a famous racer from Iacon City, who is currently traveling the galaxy hoping to expand your career. Challenging the fastest speedsters in all of outer space! What happens when you land on Earth, hoping to beat the Autobots’ finest in a race?

You’re walking through Earth’s woodland, looking for something to do, until a massive sound shakes the ground. While definitely frightened, you follow a smoke trail that leads to a large crater. Out of the crater comes a group of strange beings: tall, strong, and covered in metal. For some reason they looked just like you. But before you could process anything, one of them looks in your direction. You’ve been spotted, by aliens no less. Now what?

Quick Author’s Note Here:

❥ The third prompt was super fun to write, so I extended it under the cut. Feel free to read if you want! Thank you! 🙏

Titan/Cityspeaker Prompt

You’re a stray Autobot who got separated from her team after narrowly escaping the Decepticons. When you find yourself in an abandoned city, you rush to find cover. What’s strange is the walls and doors of the city seem to move? As if trying to cover you, hiding you from any airborne threats.

When the Decepticons leave, you find yourself in an abandoned temple with a large glowing machine in the center. You take a step closer, and the chamber starts to quake as the machine glows brighter. Turns out it’s not a machine at all, but a spark chamber! You cover your eyes as the light nearly blinds you. When you open them, you’re floating??

You’re floating in what appears to be outer space, and the image of a fellow Cybertronian appears. Though he is much taller than you, even bigger than Optimus Prime! The Bot speaks in a deep, slow tone when he sees your frightened expression. He offers to explain himself to you: he is a Titan. A colossal being who used to protect a small society of Cybertronians until they had to flee from Decepticons.

The Titan devoted himself to protecting his friends’old home in case they ever came back. As well as helping anyone that came along. Since it’d be awhile before you got in contact with your team, you decided to spend your time getting to know your new friend. 🩷

[minzart]

earthspark au, i can only imagine Megatron handing reader over to GHOST like “they are as much of a decepticon as any of my other ex-subordinates”

something about that line of megs giving full warrior rights to his little emotional support evil human that he knew for like a week from bcbc. the megs breakdown,,,

HERE'S THE KICKER

HE KNEW THEM FOR AT LEAST A WHOLE YEAR BY THAT POINT

And he is trying to be a better leader, since in ES his change of heart come safter a heart to heart with Dot about how he handles his troops, so in a way him handling Bcbc reader to GHOST is the equivalent of a very bad given apology

In his perspective it's gonna be something of the lines: I have kidnapped you and you have changed in incomprehensible ways because of it,I recognize I never gave you a chance to even choose and threw you into the war, this, is the best way I can offer to atone for my mistakes with you, since you can't have a normal life back, so I'm handling you to the government that perhaps may help you start over

So yes, he says it's because they are a deceptocon. Yes, he is naming them one,he is giving full warriors honors,full GENERAL EVEN, BUT IN THE WORST WAY POSSIBLE

See, all of that is coming from HIS ego and he is AGAIN, doing things without informing who he needed MOST, WHILE ALSO TRYING TO MANTAIN PROFESIONAL BC WHO FUCKING KNOWS WHAT GHOST COULD DO TO YOU IF THEY KNEW HOW ATACHED HE IS

THE PROBLEM THAT THIS IDIOT DIDN'T SAW COMING,like the dumbass he is, is THAT GHOST, Agent Croft especificaly, got a little bit TOOO into techno-organic that bcbc Reader was researching into, AND THEY WERE ALREADY IN TOO DEEP INTO THEIR TRANSFORMATION TO CHANGE BACK, so he just basically gave them up as prime test subject and reverse engineering, at the hands of two very unethical people who are VERY XENOPHIC AGAINST TRANSFORMERS AS A SPECIES

He doesn't know that, he literally thinks you never reached out for him after returning to some normality, only after Optimus tells him HE suspects GHOST HAS SOMETHINGVERY STINKY UNDER THE WRAPERS DOES HE DEVELOP A SMALL SHIVER OF DOOM OF WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT LITTLE HUMAN IN THE FIRST PLACE

which by then is too late, shit already hit the fan, you remember all 30 years of it, and by God so does Starscream, bc I headcanon he has been down there since the bridge battle, it's juicier that way

His breakdown is going to be MASSIVE, HIS GUILT TREMENDOUS, HE ALREADY ACCEPTS THE TITLE OF TRAITOR FROM SOUNDWAVE, IF THAT TITLE COMES FROM YOU IT'S EVEN MORE PERSSONAL, hell i might even write a genuine confession of an "I hate you" from Reader to him and it be TRUE, in ALLLL THE MESSIEST WAYS POSSIBLES

"I respected you, I followed you, You gave me the possibility to be so much more than I was and then you abandon me, you betray me,you hand me over to monsters, and now you call me friend... after everything here, now? Now after everything you call me a friend... how can you even, possibly think that is true after everything I have been put through because of you.... I hate you"

I imagine he had a whole therapy session with Dot mid those 30 years of working for GHOST andfi Aly admitted that perhaps he had friends before and during the war, and in this universe ehe especificaly had a human friend before her, and goes along the lines "for who I was back then... even if they coukd speak their mind... I think they wouldn't survived... so they enabled me... i can't blame them for that when I would have... you know, and... and yet.... i can't look back and not call them a friend you know?"

And Dot the sweetheart, but very much not understanding the whole picture bc Megs didn't tell the whole story, be it represison an oversight or guilt on his part, just goes "A true friend would call you out on your bullshit, I did and look at me, whole and well... ok mostly whole, but you know what i mean"

And the fucker stands there quiet bc how the fuck does he sumirize perhaps two years of bullshit and yourself being you and how you survived bc not even he is sure, without making him too terrible

[therobotsarestuckinmyhead]

♡ [MULTI] DRUNK DATES WITH MEGATRON(s)!

scenario: what it's like to get a drink with the warlord himself. enjoyed only by his beloved , i.e., you. usually one of you (its you) gets knocked out.

including: TFA, TFP, Armada, ES, WFC, BW.

warning: slightly suggestive, getting drunk

TFA Megs:

There are certain rare occasions when Megatron feels like spending some time with the finest luxuries— company and heavy refuelling. And what better company can he ask for in his habsuite than that of his most competent soldier and lover?

Megatron just flat out invites you for a ‘chat’ and it turns out to be a date.

He usually thinks that heavy refuelling is very crude and that it's just vulgar but sometimes, he really really needs a strong and heavy drink. Especially since he’s stuck on a warship with Starscream, Lugnut and Blitzwing.

TFA Megatron is a connoisseur when it comes to drinks. Every solar-cycle, he has at least one glass of high grade energon or refined oil in a wine glass as he monitors the Warship activities on his throne.

Megatron isn’t a simpleton. He has all the regal and luxurious types of drinks. If it isn’t high grade energon, refined oil, highly distilled petroleum or finely aged engex, Megatron won’t even touch the drink. It's not that his tanks can't handle cheap fuel, it can but he'd rather not.

This version of Megatron literally has a personal collection of the finest oil and energon, his intoxication tolerance definitely exceeds yours by a longshot and he is probably the Megatron with the highest tolerance out of them all. He will not lose himself. That means, by the time you get completely drunk, Megatron is only slightly intoxicated.

Also, this Megatron is probably the most romantic out of all of them. He’s old but he’s still a really smooth talker and as he gets more drunk, his occasional words of affectionate teasing and taunting throughout your conversation will just begin to get even more suggestive and seductive.

The two of you often dwell into more philosophical subjects, Megatron likes these conversations. He finds them quite meaningful and it gives him a wider view about your perception of things. Megatron often enlightens you with wisdom, he may be a warlord but he still has millions of years worth of life experience on his processor.

Sometimes, you share the more casual happenings on the ship and in your life. Things like Blitzwing’s antics, receiving a second opinion from Megatron about Blackarachnia’s face-plate care advice (TFA Megs would def be a expert on stuff like beauty care), Lugnut’s embarrassing speeches about Megatron’s glory (Megatron finds them downright embarrassing) and of course, Starscream’s devious plots you overhear when the mech is busy rambling to himself, thinking that nobody can hear him. Everyone can.

It's just you talking as the warlord listens. You don't even realise that you’re snitching on Random’s numerous pranks on Lugnut to Megatron.

As much as Megatron doesn't approve of tomfoolery amongst his underlings, he does find these things amusing. He even chuckles at them. Sometimes, the way you describe things pulls out a genuine laugh out of him. Megatron’s rarely ever even smiled since the defeat of the Decepticons.

He’s glad that he’s got someone like you to crack him up. Megatron would not vocalise much about it but he absolutely adores your company. The words that roll off his glossa may be only teasing, taunting and sexual innuendos but behind his optics is just pure adoration for you.

These wonderful times usually end with you getting blackout drunk and Megatron generously letting you recharge on his berth, he will literally tuck you in his bed and give you a soft kiss on your helm if he’s in a rally good mood. You’ll have to sneak out without the other ‘Cons noticing the next morning though. There are some occasions where things do take a more romantic turn though but it never exceeds you sloppily kissing his helm and smothering his face in kisses as he tries to get you to bed (he will not return the favour even if he does find your affections utmost pleasurable).

If you’re lucky, things can get a bit more sexual. You have to initiate though, as in, straight out say it. Megatron loves being aware of the fact that he can get you off.

None of the other Decepticons are aware of your late drinking sessions with the leader himself so they’re just confused as to how Megatron is so up to date about the latest mischiefs and mishaps.

He definitely wants to do this more often with you.

TFP Megs:

Only behind closed doors is this version of Megatron affectionate albeit in a very tame way and when he’s drunk, Megatron is almost the same except it’s in a more impulsive way also he does get slightly more aggressive. Megatron definitely does lose himself completely in his drink, he loses all sense of rational thought and is up to do anything he and you want to.

This Megatron rarely gets the chance to indulge himself in the pleasures of high grade energon so his tolerance pales in comparison to TFA Megatron and a few of his other counterparts but still is far more impressive than most.

He probably would just blare the ship’s speakers and order you to come to the control bridge which is near to his quarters. Asks you to follow him. He just flat out leads you to his habisuite. Not a lot of explanations are given but once you see the drinks, its clear what he’s called upon you for. Megatron flat out expects you to just obey cause he’s too embarrassed to ask.

It’s not like he doesn’t want to get drunk, he does but he’s just too busy like most Megatrons. He just doesn’t have the time and Piranha faced Megs ain’t like TFA Megs who sips out high-grade out of a wine glass whenever he feels like it.

Also, Megatron really doesn’t care what kind of drinks there are. He’s fine with anything that can make him reach a high. Megatron is not picky.

The two of your drinking activities usually include whatever goofy shit you and him want to do. Megatron loses himself and he just follows your orders, he does often retort with formal snarky remarks but he’ll still be down for it. He’s extremely complicit.

With TFP Megs, drunk antics take place. It's not just drunk conversation or affections, there’s more action. It’s more activity oriented. Like singing stupid songs. It’s embarrassing but Megatron secretly likes the more upbeat pop songs and two of you just sing your sparks out to said songs. One time, the two of you dueted Aqua’s “Barbie Girl”.

The two of you duet songs while drunk or hold silly poetry competitions. Yes, writing while drunk, you can imagine how disastrous the results were.

Sometimes, the two of you watch some human movies together (Only when he’s drunk, Megatron will only touch human media if he is drunk. Try this with him when he’s not and he will laugh at your face for even suggesting the idea) and Megatron is the type to ruin the whole thing by babbling about inaccuracies and how stupid the plot is.

He will end up in a fight so you better prepare yourself. This is one of the reasons why the two of you only drink in his quarters, the door is locked to make sure nobody walks in on Megatron and you, sitting on the floor as you paint each other’s servos. He gave you a Decepticon themed servo-paint with the insignia tattered across your servos. It sort of looks like those wallpapers that you’ve seen in human phones but very very messy. Starscream walked in on you two singing ‘Barbie Girl’ and proceeded to record the whole thing, ever since then, Megatron has been more discreet.

Megatron chugs down like a pirate so he’s usually the first one to get blacked out even though he has high tolerance. Like, he can down a whole barrel in one go. You end up having to haul his giant frame onto his berth.

Once Megatron wakes up, he has a painful hangover. It’s all worth it though. He got to make some real memories that he can smile back onto. But that thought runs away as cringe overwhelms his frame the second he sees his drunk poetry.

He’s ashamed of himself for ever agreeing to do even half of the embarrassing stuff the two of you did. Then again, the two of you were totally wasted. None of you had any idea what you were doing. Just purely acting on impulsive thought.

He isn't that angry or embarrassed about it as you would expect him to be though. Megatron is always busy, it's always nice to finally get some time to spend with his beloved. Even if the things you did together were cringey.

He’s a total dork when he’s drunk. A massive shift of demeanor.

Armada Megs:

I’ll be real with you, not happening. Never happening. If it did, it would be because he’s finally had enough of everything and genuinely doesn’t give a fuck anymore.

Cause, this Megatron is probably the most smug, snarky and prideful out of the bunch and that’s something cause he’s against TFP and TFA here. The chance that he would even let you s t a n d right next to him is a big question. He’s gotta be really really into you for that or he’s just flat out desperate for someone to talk to. The relationship between the two of you isn’t the healthiest. This mech has no soft spots.

This Megatron needs the best— no questions asked. If there’s no refined high grade, he doesn’t want it. He’s picky and he’s a big baby about it. Say that to his face though and it would be a full-on ride to blaster-ville.

Since y'all are on the moon, there’s not a lot of places to have drinks privately. So, Megatron usually plans this beforehand and selects whatever location he wants. He also informs you about such. He’s ridiculously formal about it too. He tells you which time, which spot and all in his usual commanding voice. It’s his weird version of a date.

Megatron says that he wants to have a private chat with you in front of you and the others. They buy it all the time. Nobody knows what the two of you are up to. Cyclonus and Starscream are very curious and Demolisher is theorizing what's happening. A relationship is the last thing they could thing of— But Starscream (intially) will be sort of jealous that you seem to have Megatron's recognition more than he does.

At the start, drinking with him is just the two of you sitting down as you listen to Megatron blabber about whatever he wants to talk about. Usually, it’s about his day and how incompetent his lackeys Cyclonus and Demolisher are or he’s gonna rant about how he’s going to destroy Optimus Prime as if he hasn’t said the exact same things a bajillion times. But if the beetle-head is feeling a little better, he might praise you for being a really reliable soldier.

Megatron here is embarrassingly a lightweight drinker. His tolerance is below average. Tell anyone and you will be demoted. Three small cubes are enough to get this ‘Con tipsy.

His gait gets all messed up when he’s drunk and he gets wildly unpredictable so you just appease your lord with what he wants to hear. Megatron is a real douche and if you piss him off, he will verbally destroy you. He’s like Eminem if he was a poet. He might feel slightly bad afterwards but will not apologise. He’s a jerk.

Things do take a turn and the leader of the Decepticons himself might end up being just spontaneously affectionate out of nowhere when he’s fully intoxicated. Full on love bombing you and kissing you. Telling you how much he loves you, praising you and such. You can’t tell if he’s being flat out manipulative or if this is genuine.

In contrast to his loud and commanding way of speech, Megatron mumbles a lot when he’s drunk.

He also gets extra handsy when he’s drunk. Megatron needs to have his hands occupied for some weird reason. Sometimes his arms would be wrapped around your shoulders or maybe even your waist. He won’t think much of it though.

Show him any signs of affection and he will be caught off guard. First time you did it, he was genuinely flustered on the inside even though he repeatedly denied your allegations. The next time, Megatron will be ridiculously smug about it after the slight shock.

He’s the first to pass out. You have to put him on his throne, his berth or the berths on the med-bay; if you leave him on the floor, he will be pissed. You have to haul him back. You usually cook up a story like the Autobots attacked the two of you or something by those lines. He has mixed feelings about it... considering how it seems as if he lost against the Autobots in your cooked up story but it did cover him well so he didn’t mind it entirely.

It's not really fun hanging out with him but he’s your pathetic yet lovable... warlord and loser.

Earthspark Megs:

This Megatron is kind of like a dad except he doesn’t make dad jokes like Optimus would try to. You can rely on him, he’ll take care of you, he would be really respectful and overall just a gentle-bot. He’s far more sentimental and romantic than the other Megatrons.

Megatron would love to have a drink with you because he thinks it would be nice. No ulterior motives, nothing to vent out and not out of frustration and desperation for relaxation.

He’s really casual about this and will ask you face-to-face. “Would you like to have a drink with me?”— simple yet formal. A yes or no question, something which the other Megatrons would try to avoid.

Megatron is really fine with drinking any type of intoxicating forms of energon as long as it doesn’t come with major health risks. He isn’t picky at all.

He was a heavy drinker back in the day and still is, he can last for ridiculously long. Longer than even TFA Megatron. He is supposed to be a cannon deviant timeline of the OG show, that means he’s technically good guy G1 Megs (i think, im not sure) and that mech chugged down those energon in glass cubes like it was his last day alive. You can’t tell me that he doesn’t have the highest tolerance out there.

A conversation with him while being intoxicated is actually really fun unlike with Beetle-Bot or Piranha Face. The two of you talk and listen to each other. There’s more mutual conversation and laughter. He doesn’t really have a good sense of humour but you make him laugh uncontrollably. Both of you usually discuss your day, your hobbies, your interests and just the randomest topics possible. He’s incredibly sweet.

Megs is a sweetheart. He would treat this more like a date than any of the other Megatrons. He would make beforehand preparations, picking out locations and even picking your favorite kind of drink.

The two of you usually do this in the woods, away from all the noise of the city and away from all prying human eyes as well as optics.

He would include human drinks as well if you like them— wine, vodka, beer, whiskey, brandy; you name it. This Megatron is much more open to trying new stuff. He likes wine and beer a lot. Even if both of your frames struggle to combust it.

Megatron might share old war stories of his. He doesn’t share them with a happy face though, Megatron here is ashamed of who he once was and truly resents the things he’s done. He wants to change for the better. It’s best if you don’t mention his past during these wholesome times with him.

Affectionate. Behind his gaze is just pure love-struckness when his optics land on you, this only gets amplified when he’s drunk.

He verbally shows this love through mild teasing.

He’s really old and he’s ridiculously mature now. Megatron wouldn’t get into any drunk antics unfortunately and he will drink only to a certain limit. He is not getting blacked out.

Will definitely accompany you back home. Megatron will make sure that you’re safe and sound before he returns to the GHOST headquarters

He’s so babygirl.

WFC Megatron:

This mech is probably the most unstable Cybertronian out there.

All the other Megatrons have at least some sort of time for you but this guy? He’s planning, surveying and assessing the Decepticon army and assets. Making battle plans, coming up with formations, interrogating Autobot POWs, reading reports sent from the scouts and spies. In other words, this Megatron is a pure workaholic and he barely gets any time with you.

Which is why he so happily (even if he doesn't look like it on the outside) acceots your offer to drink with you.

Megatron in this universe, while drunk, just begins venting and ranting. He’ll even maybe shed tears, if he was capable. The only time he’ll ever openly discuss how he feels about things entirely is when he’s drunk. Intoxication with him is purely emotional.

Megatron has done a lot of downright devious and heinous scrap which he justifies by convincing himself that it was for the ‘greater good’. He does feel bad for doing so, he even envies Shockwave to an extent as he doesn’t feel any emotion. Megs knows he’s doing it wrong but he just can’t see another way for it to work.

Energon shortages make it difficult for drinking sessions but he does have a small stash of engex he’d kept safe long before the war. Megatron isn’t picky at all here. If it works, he’ll have it. He had stolen some from a random upper class bot back during his gladiatorial times. You also have your own private stash.

Megatron will drink until he feels entirely numb, devoid of all emotion. He had insanely high tolerance and doesn’t black out. If he wasn’t the leader of the Decepticons, he would’ve been the Cybertronian equivalent of an alcoholic.

Him getting drunk with you is just him pouring out all of his emotions to you. Megatron is not alright in the processor and he desperately needs a hug. Whenever he needs a drink, he just needs comfort.

And he does find comfort. Not just in the drink but with your company as well. You’re the one ‘Con he knows that will never betray him and he loves you, you’re the only one he trusts. Megatron really does. He even smiles at you often when its just you two. You’re the Elita to his Prime. Cybertron is in ruins, it's uninhabitable, it can’t even be called his home. A home is somewhere where you can live respectably, Cybertron was anything but that. The only real home to Megatron is your embrace.

He’s sacrificed nearly everything for Cybertron. For his quest to fulfil the Decepticon cause and bring forth a just Cybertron. Megatron absolutely dreads the day where he will have to sacrifice you as well for the cause and for Cybertron and he will have to do it, he knows. He knows that he won’t have a choice.

So he tries his very best to spend the limited quality time he gets with you to the fullest. He desperately wants to detach from his reality but he doesn’t have a choice— he has to stay strong for all the other Decepticons. He wants this war over as much as any other Cybertronian does but only until Optimus admits defeat.

You do try to make the situation less dark by trying to squeeze in a light hearted joke or two. They do make him smile, rarely.

Do not ever bring up Optimus Prime in any given situation. Megatron gets drunk to detach himself from reality. Bringing up the bot that ruined his life from Megatron’s perspective will just make him sour.

He loves you, he really does. Megatron would mourn you in silence for the rest of his lifetime if you were to be terminated, it would damn near break him. He’s surprisingly the most sentimental and emotional out of all the Megatrons. He never hides his intentions, he’s honest about that at least when compared to most of the other Megatrons. He is blunt and will just say things to your face. He might toy with you if he finds doing so in the current conversation amusing.

Just give him some hope that things will get better, that you believe he’s doing the ‘right thing’. Hope is what Megatron needs the most in such dark times. You give him hope.

Megatron hopes everyday that he never has to lose you. He gets uncharacteristically soft and slightly needy when drunk. He just needs someone there.

BW Megatron:

Megatron, unlike all the other Megatrons, genuinely doesn’t like getting drunk at all. He believes that it’s just a cheap petty distraction from reality for the weak minded, an escape if anything and if Megatron wants to take out the Maximals and bring forth a Predacon-ruled Cybertron, he can’t afford to have distractions.

Especially in his current state, stranded on a primitive planet with troops that are small in number and ridiculously incompetent, trapped in a compromised situation against a Maximal troop with dwindling resources on both sides, Megatron has to scheme if he and his dream are to survive.

But there was an occasion where he did indulge in some high grade, only the fancy ones though. It's bad enough that he stoops as low as to chase a high but as long as it’s something expensive and exquisite, he doesn’t mind as much as he normally would.

A very small part of the energon that the Predacons mine are in fact distilled and refined and turned into quality high grade energon. Quickstrike is usually in charge of that, Megatron takes as much as he pleases from those reserves.

These high grade reserves are mainly there just to sedate the rowdy and incompetent following that Megatron was unfortunate enough to recruit, he needs something to motivate them.

When Optimus Primal is really starting to get on his nerves, Megatron takes a good strong drink. Especially when Primal returned with a transmetal form. That ticked him off.

Megatron has a rather average tolerance. He’s in between Armada and TFP Megs. He generally doesn’t like to have company, even if it's you but there is an undeniable loneliness within him— but that's mostly because it sucks to be the only smart one in a group.

You just so happened to be walking by to catch him and he made you swear to never tell anyone else. But since you were there anyway, he might as well let you enjoy it with him.

Don’t be fooled, Megaton has absolutely no emotional attachment to you what so ever. To him, you’re an actually usable asset so he only value you in that sense so he’s almost always professional on duty. To him, a bot is just a means to an end. But at least the means to an end in this case was somewhat more refined and amusing than the other classless brutes he had on-board.

He’s a smooth talker, he knows just what to say to get your circuits in a knot. He’s either very formal, very suggestive or flat out snarky— no in-betweens.

The interactions would be rather short as compared to the other Megatrons. He doesn’t appreciate company a lot and he has actually for once has no ulterior motive other than to just get wasted.

He would never drink till he’s blackout drunk, he’s got way more self control than any of the other Megatrons. BW Megs is way more responsible.

I WROTE FOR LIKE SIX MEGATRONS and there's still IDW, Cybertron, TFO, Cyberverse like bruh. im probably not gonna write for those for though bc this is one of my older works on ao3 i wrote on a whim. I've barely watched half of ES btw, that's why it's not in my request list.

guess who's my favorite transformer? also, the ES Megs might not be that nice cause my lame ass only watched a quarter of ES S1. i didn't finish it lmao. still havent.

[raspberrighost]

I don't think he minds too much.

[cherbee]

JAZZ!!! ☆٭*𖤐 part 4 of bots with 🎀

Added some new details into my coloring, j kinda like it

[theartofwoompwoomps]

Why me

ES Soundwave x human!reader

Summary: Ravage brings him a human to console him after the other cassettes left. (I haven’t watched earthspark lol)

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This had been going for awhile now. 

Soundwave would ask him to wait a bit outside, then when allowed back in the whole room was turned upside down.

His boss never told him directly, but he didn’t need to for him to understand.

The cassettes leaving had a great impact in them. He could sense it. Especially whenever he’d lay next to him, Soundwave would caress him more affectionately. Almost as if he were afraid of losing him too.

He didn’t like seeing his boss like this. Nor was he used to it. At first, he was patient with him, understanding that Megatron’s betrayal and his cassettes leaving had wounded him deeply.

But,… it was starting to get overbearing. 

His attention was always on him, if he needed anything, did something, or was with others.

But, He didn’t want to hurt him. So talking about it was out of the question. His boss’s state of mind wouldn’t take it the right way. That’s why he made sure to keep these thoughts deep away from him. Only allowing worry to be detectable.

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Soundwave had a mission recently without him, and it was the perfect opportunity to execute his plan. Shockwave helped him as well. 

He went down to the fleshy creatures land, where news wasn’t too popular, and where nature was abundant. Looking for someone who would need his bosses help.

Walking deeper through the woods, the fog kept blocking his eyesight, but he needed to get this human before soundwave got back.

Searching more frantically, rushing around, scaring many creatures in the process. He halted at what was in front of him.

A human.

They were on the ground. Not moving. No sound from them.

Creeping up to them he kneeled his head closer to listen, practically on top of their small chest, he finally heard it. A small pulse.

Taking you with the things you had in hand, he hurried back. Unaware of the dangers you had faced.

~~~~~~

Shockwave was displeased to see the state the human was in currently. Especially since they weren’t the most qualified for human care. But they did try their best at preparing a cube just for you.

It had some basic necessities, like a small bathroom, a mattress with a blanket, and a vending machine. Ravage hoped it’d be enough for now. 

He did feel a bit bad for taking you, but this was necessary. Glancing your way to see how you were, he saw that your state hadn’t changed. You were still unconscious. 

Feeling unease crawl through him doubts started arising. Maybe he shouldn’t have taken you. He didn’t even know if you could survive with them, but maybe that was the exact situation Soundwave needed. 

It was too late for doubt anyway.

Picking you up gently with his denta, he placed you on his boss’s berth, then draped his own body on you. Almost as if he were spooning you in his own way. 

Now he simply needed to wait.

~~~~~~

Soundwave had been on edge the whole time. He got the job done, but his mind was somewhere else. 

Being without Ravage threw his emotions in a turmoil. He needed to get back. He had to go back. 

Rushing back, not even glancing at anyone, he wad dead set on finding Ravage. 

Heading first to his quarters, he opens the door quite loudly upon arriving. Only feeling himself relax when his optics found his dear cassette.

Walking towards him, he saw them on his berth waking from recharge.

He waited for Soundwave to sit next to him before revealing you. Not saying anything before getting up. Making sure you were in plain sight.

His boss simply stared down.

It was silent. Only your small breathes and the vents in their bodies making noise. The whole thing felt extremely heavy on him. Not daring to make a move or noise. Then Soundwave broke the silence.

“Ravage. Query: what is a human doing here.”

It was hard to tell what he was thinking, but he knew he was in trouble unless he started explaining. “well,.. I found them..and brought them… for you to keep them.” 

Soundwave couldn’t believe it. Nor did he detect any lie. Why did his cassette even want him to have a human? 

And as if the roles were reversed and Ravage could read his mind he continued explaining. 

“They are a gift from me to you” lowering his head towards you then towards him. “So you have to take care of them.”

Soundwave was still processing the whole thing.

You were a gift? To take care of? His head filled with questions, logic and emotion battling inside. 

But, Ravage took his silence as an invitation to place your small body on him. Leave his boss to figure things out on his own.

———————————————————————

Masterlist 

[oppysbabydoll]

NSFW ask game, 2 and 6(with a human for both questions), Bumblebee~

(nsfw ask game can be found here!)

2) what are their kinks?

hmm… depends on the adaption but i think in general he loves humans. platonic, romantically, sexually. i don’t know if that’s an actual kink but… humans (or organics) would probably be considered a kink in cybertronian society

something i’m sure of is that he has a size difference kink. you have to if you’re a transformer dating a human; they’re very small to transformers. and while earthspark bots are honestly much smaller than other iterations they’re still generally bigger. the ones born in cybertron at least.

for bumblebee, he’s typically always been a smaller bot, i know he gets a power trip seeing your tiny body shivering as he puts his spike in you. it makes him feel things he shouldn’t feel, as the autobots scout. but he doesn’t stop the feeling nonetheless. it’s too good.

he’d also rather die than admit it but lingerie makes him feel… something. he’s always been fascinated with human culture, and the sexual outfits for humans… makes him horny too. what’s better than you wearing it is him wearing it and you removing it off… you see his prefluids leaking out onto the lingerie from excitement…

i got this idea from another user but. it’s canon that bumblebee merch is a thing. so it wouldn’t be impossible for transformer inspired dildos to be a thing. seeing you use a bumblebee inspired dildo (the stinger) would make him feel a certain type of way and lose his shit

6) what was their first time having sex like?

i imagine that while wartime didn’t allow for anything as serious as conjunx enduras (basically cybertronian’s concept of marriage) bumblebee still messed around with other bots. he was especially eager to please others then. he remembers those times with embarrassment and cringes.

with humans… he’s never done it. sure, he’s imagined, but never actually do the deed. when you guys do have sex, it’s slow and careful. he’s ridiculously gentle because he’s that scared of hurting you. he gets more confident as you two frag more but… it takes time to get there.

[mikomikumi]

Your Stupid Face

An ES! Megatron x reader oneshot

Written with the song ‘Your Stupid Face’ by Kaden MacKay.

+2000 words

Tags: Fluff, Angst, friends to lovers, GN reader, Cybertronian Reader.

*some lyrics are changed to suit the narrative

‘I just really hate your face’, Megatron thought.

‘Though I know that won't surprise you’

‘But, to me, your face is one giant wart’

‘And your laugh's one big snort’

‘And you stink, so in short’

‘I despise you’

He walked up and down his habsuite, trying to convince himself he doesn’t like you.

For millions of years during the war, you were a Decepticon serving under his rule. You had fought together in many long battles, sharing victories and defeats. Yet, as some love stories begin, there was that connection. Was it the playful flirting while looking out of the Nemesis? Was it the late night conversations you'd indulge in on the long journeys? Or was it all meaningless and Megatron was just a sappy, hopeless romantic?

Nevertheless, his now daily affirmation of his ‘hatred’ for you goes on. He doesn’t want to like you. He can’t like you. Why would someone like you fall for a monster, a traitor.

‘You disgrace the human race’

'Cause you're more of a mosquito’

‘I would rather have the dent and a drill’

‘Then this swine in the swill’

‘And if you were a bill, I would veto’

Megatron sat on his berth. On a small table to the side, was a crystal souvenir you got from Crystal City. You stole it during an attack. He picked it up, and held it in the palm of his servo.

‘And if the world was perfect, you would be gone without a trace

But since the world could never be that great

I'll just hate your stupid face’

The grey bot gripped the crystal in a mini attempted rage, and threw it across the room. It shattered the second it made contact with the habsuite walls. The shatter knocked him out of his anger, and now he was full of guilt.

He slowly made his way over to the now broken souvenir. Beautiful shards of clear crystal glittered the floor. Just as he was about to try to clean up the mess, Optimus knocked.

“Come in”. Megatron called, dryly. “Ah, hello there my old friend”. Megatron stood up to greet the Prime, scooting the broken crystal to the corner with his pede.

“More tarantulas have been spotted around the junkyard. G.H.O.S.T. wants you to take care of them, as a ‘proof of trust’.”

“Seriously? Even after what happened last time? This is the biggest load of slag, Prime”. Megatron just scoffed and rolled his Optics. “It’s just Optimus, my friend. And I agree”. The truck put a servo on the grey bots shoulder plating. “You’ve been doing well so far in your cooperation, Megatron. Just think of this as another step towards the alliance of human and Cybertronian kind”.

To be honest, Megatron didn’t really care about the alliance. He has his human friends, Dot, Mo, Robbie and Alex. It’s not a war anymore, why does he need more friends? After a few moments of consideration he sighs. “Fine. I’ll be back”.

Megatron sauntered out of the room, leaving Optimus behind. Optimus watched his friend walk down the hall. “Take care!” All he got as a response was a servo in the air. He could make out the grey bot singing in the distance.

Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo~

Doo-doo doo-doo-doo-doo doo-doo-doo-doo-doo~

—————

The junkyard was absolutely covered in tarantulas when Megatron arrived. ‘Who the frag makes this many?’ Pushing his thoughts aside, he gets to work, slowly but surely fighting off as many tarantulas as possible. He kept his distance of them, as to not be overwhelmed like last time.

Unfortunately, that tactic only worked for a short period of time. More ended up emerging from the smallest of hiding places. Eventually there were too many for Megatron to shoot off alone. He found himself with his back against some shipment containers, surrounded at all sides. Just as he was about to transform and fly off, a line of tarantulas were flattened before him.

‘Oh, no’

The jeep responsible for the hit and run swerved back to stop in front of him.

‘No…’

“Need a hand?” You transformed into your bot mode. Your face held a smirk Megatron had been trying so hard to hate.

‘I just really like your face

You don't have to look so happy’

Megatron wanted so bad to tell you to go away, but all he could muster was his own small smile.

‘I'm not really into love that you flaunt

In some glittery font

But if that's what you want

Make it snappy’

“That would be nice”, is all he says.

You take out your arm cannon. “Let’s do this then!”

Just like old times. It had been a while since Megatron felt a rush course through his Energon lines from battling. You by his side, shooting the enemy and making witty banter in between hits. It was perfect. It doesn’t matter anymore that G.H.O.S.T. sent him out for one of the most stupid reasons in the world, because now you were here. It’s funny. All those chants of how much he hated you in the mornings sizzled away. Like a blaster to a tarantula.

‘I just feel so out of place

Well, except for when you're near me

When you're gone, I'm like a plant with no root

Or a song that's on mute

Don't you dare call it cute!

You should fear me!’

You giggle. Primus, he should be the one calling you cute! Not the other way around. He was a monster, only now paying for all his sins by joining the other side. He thinks all this despite knowing you also took part in torturing Autobots and other heinous acts.

A car honk interrupts your fighting for a moment. Megatron hears let out a small gasp. Before he can stop you, you transform and drive off into the surrounding forest. As he turns to where you were standing, Dot, and her seven children leap into action behind him, helping clear off the last few of the tarantulas.

‘And if the world was perfect, you would've never invaded my space

But since the world's obsessed with saying, "Psych!"

Now I like your stupid face’

Megatron just sighs. He averts himself back to the children and Dot. He doesn’t think they spotted you. Even if they did, thanks to their understanding mother they would’ve treated you with respect. They’d probably like you a lot. You’re funny, charismatic, cool to be with. Anyone could like you.

The children wanted to ask him over for game night. Optimus told them where he was. After all of today's events, he actually decided to agree and join them. He transformed and followed them down the road.

Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo~

Doo-doo doo-doo-doo-doo doo-doo-doo-doo-doo~

————-

So, it turns out all of the efforts Megatron made were useless. The pathetic doctor has him and most of the Autobots under mind control, and is now sitting atop a throne, watching the Terrans and Decepticons fight. Starscream informed you about what happened with him and one of the Terrans, and asked if you’d like to help kick Megatron in the aft. While part of you was delighted with the opportunity, you also felt a little sympathetic towards him.

You secretly loved the bot. His determination and good intentions deep down made you swoon, not to mention he’s not the worst looking. Obviously you’d never tell him, why would you be of interest to a warlord? You would’ve joined him with the Autobots and G.H.O.S.T, if it didn’t mean covering up your Decepticon insignia. Your pride won over your love that you could never portray. Instead you’ve been hiding, living as peaceful a life as you could before potentially being captured, which somehow you avoided.

You now stood in front of the bot. The red terran, Twitch, had almost been blown to bits. You managed to pull her away in time before Megatron had the chance to shoot, but now took her place. “Go! I’ll take care of him”, you yelled, letting her run to save her brother. His optics now an alarming glowing white. And you thought the red was terrifying enough. Megatron pointed his fusion cannon at you. You pointed back.

“Megatron!? Are you still there?” You call from him. Your cannon wouldn’t do a fraction of the damage his would, but it was at least worth an attempt.

He didn’t respond to you, still as the sculpture in the SpaceBridge Memorial park.

“MEGATRON!” you begged. “ITS ME!”

Not a flinch.

“PLEASE!” Tears begin to roll down your cheek plating.

What you didn’t know was that Megatron on the inside was fighting for his life to gain control. He heard every single word. He knew it was you, and there was no way he would let Mandroid lay a finger on you. He fought, and fought.

Until it was too late.

While he managed to weaken the intensity, mind-controlled Megatron had shot a massive dent in your chassis. He could see the pain on your face, he heard the adorable yelp you squeaked.

No…

No!

His self loathing only lasted a few more moments when suddenly he watched you go offline. He then felt his own systems shut down too. Weakly he collapsed, falling to his knees next to you.

‘I just really miss your face’

‘Though, by now, I must disgust you’

‘I had tried to be the stubbornest mule’

'Cause I knew life was cruel’

‘So I guess I was foolish to trust you’

He painstakingly crawled closer to you, and placed a servo over yours.

‘But I wait here just in case’

‘Though I know I'm being senseless’

‘How could I have ever been so naive’

‘And wear my heart on my sleeve’

‘When I knew it would leave me defenseless?’

Just before his optics died out, he gave your servo a gentle squeeze.

‘And if the world was perfect, you would be here in my embrace

But since the world denied me one last kiss

I'll just miss your stupid face’

—————

Megatron was the first of the two of you to wake up. After collecting his thoughts for a few seconds his attention turned to your body, laying face down and holding his hand. He got up and you begin to stir.

Eventually, you push yourself up to meet the grey bot’s face. As your chassis rises with you, Megatron is reminded of what he failed to stop. He sees the damage he has done.

His optics widen, stepping back. He’s disgusted in himself. He’s too scared to touch you. You manage to fully stand up and walk closer to him.

“Megs, I’m alright, it’s just a dent-”

“No… stay back…”

“Megatron really, I’m fine-”

“STAY AWAY!”. You can hear the tears in his voice box as he transforms and flies away.

The red Terran stands beside you as he leaves. You know where he goes when he’s upset, should you follow him is the question.

And that question is answered straight away when Twitch taps you on the leg. “Go”.

And so you do. To the waterfall.

————-

Just as you suspected. Megatron is sitting on a rock next to the waterfall, hunched over. You remember him going here when the SpaceBridge was destroyed. The sound of the crashing water made him at peace with himself.

As you pull up, he jumps the noises of your alt form changing back to normal.

“What are you doing here?” He blurts.

“I followed you after you ran off”.

“I didn't run away! It was, it was a strategic retreat.”

You made your way closer to him, he took a step back.

“Can we at least talk about this”

“What is there to talk about? It's over, I hurt you”.

You keep making your advances. Megatron’s retreats can only go back as far as the cliff edge, unless he flies off of course.

“…Are you sorry?” You sheepishly ask.

“Well, yeah, of course I'm sorry, but- No, no, don't forgive me!”

“Wha-”

“Why do you do that?”

“Megs-”

“Why, why give me another chance to mess things up?”

Oh my Primus sake he wouldn’t listen. This isn’t the confession you wanted but the only one that would shut him up.

“For frag sake Megatron because I LOVE YOU”.

”Because you- what?”

Megatron’s jaw dropped. He struggles to make more words, let alone actually process what you said.

‘Those three little, words out of the blue’

‘Completely uncalled-for, especially from you’

”Why don't you hate me? Why do you care?”

“Can't you berate me? Isn't that fair?”

“Where is your glare?”

He’s too busy trying to justify it all to notice you’re now standing in front of him.

“Don't you dare leave our problems and pain on the shelf!”

“Because if you don't hate me, I can't hate myself-”

You thought if he kept babbling he was gonna override himself. You roughly grabbed his head by the jaw and kissed him.

Once you pulled away he cupped your own face with one of his servos, his red optics staring deeply into yours. The shock and desperation took over himself.

‘But that's why I need you’

‘You shatter my fear’

'Cause despite my misdeed, you are still right here’

‘Though it's stupid to date me’

‘You're willing to try’

‘And if you don't hate me, then why should I?’

“Are you sure you don't want to give up on me?” He whispered

All you could do was laugh. “You're a moron~”

Megatron felt his spark begin to race.

“So you think that we could work?”

You just nod, nuzzling you head more into his servo.

“Here I thought I'd been the dumb one”

“what?” You stop.

“You're forgiving me for all I did wrong” he replies

‘You're unmuting the song’

‘And, again, I belong to someone’

“No! You can drop the stupid smirk” he raises his digit at you, as if scolding.

“Though by now I guess you've earned that”

'Cause no matter how intensely I pout’

‘Your stupid face will win out’

‘And I guess it's about time I learned that’

Your face was plastered with a permanent smile, which melted every fear and worry Megatron had. He pulled you in by the waist, resting his servos there once he finished.

‘And though we go together like a glass of high grade and mace’

Your scent comforted him as you wrapped your arms around his neck. Yes part of it was burning metal, but he never figured out how you always smell like sweet high grade.

‘At least it's not as dull as fitting like a glove’

'Cause you're a nightmare that I've not been dreaming of

But I suppose that when push comes to shove

Fine!’

“I love your stupid face” you whispered,

Megatron chuckled, leaning down for a soft, deep kiss.

Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo~

Doo-doo doo-doo-doo-doo doo-doo-doo-doo-doo~

Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo~

‘Your stupid face~’

[transformers-spike]

Y/N's "ghost" when Megatron isn't around: Why would you do this.... You could have let me run. You know I wouldn't have said anything. You know I could have lived. You know we would have been fine.

Y/N's "ghost" when Megatron is around: Kill that fucker KILL THAT FUCKER GET HIS FUCKING ASS HE STARTED THIS! HIM! TEAR HIS SPARK OUT THROUGH HIS AFT!

Soundwave: Have I ever told you how much I miss you...

Megatron, who can't see Y/N : ...me?

Soundwave: You're an idiot.

THE DICHOTOMY IS KILLING ME Because Soundwave fucked up horribly by choosing to obey his master and he's still a monster for it. There's no such thing as just "following orders" like you're an emotionless automaton Megatron is still despicable because of what he made Soundwave too. Definitely pressured him into it too, except Soundwave could have still protested. He could have fought more for his human. But he didn't. Because he was just following orders

[simpingforbots]

Big scary Grandpa - part 4

Humans are really easily hurt, but also very resilient, watching as Rob play brawl with one of terrans, Jawbreaker, having fun of his life, playfully bumping heads. Letting a heavy sigh, not with heavy spark, Megatron scanned aorund, mentally counting all the kids and feeling proud at their slow but steady development, yet it still felt like someone was missing. Crossing his arms on his chassis, big bot wondered to him self what were you up to today, knowing well that you will brag about your activities, smiling to him self.

Its been a week and a half now and he’s been diligently visiting small human every night, this time not scaring you half to death. And slowly started running out of stories to tell about Cybertron, now speaking about recent events and just how his day was, and you happily sharing your daily events, particularly proud of earning coins and able to fish. Though so far you did not managed to catch anything, but not giving up, a good trade to have. Makes him proud. And he can not wait to bring you, just needs to find right timing to take you here during the day, grumbling about the plan. He can try to sneak you away during one of “free time” where kids are let loose to do what ever they want in camp, yet it is a short window to be able to accomplish it without alarm.

“Something on your mind, big guy?” waking up from his thoughts, Megatron looked down, smiling at Dorothy, who was enjoying her morning coffee, wrapped in a soft blanket, enjoying watching kids play fight as well. She is an amazing person for adopting all five terrans and handling things well so far, and the kids respected her in return. He almost fainted from laughing form that one time when Nightshade attempted to upgrade her prosthetic leg in mothers day.

“Something like this” bot tilted his head from side to side, still keeping eye on kids to make sure non will get hurt, though Terrance knew well about humans and their fragility. “How things coming along with young once, they do not give you to much trouble, do they?”

“Non at all. In fact they help around. But I do wish they did not” a snort escaped her and Megs let out a chuckle as well, knowing well what she meant by this. Bee was now trying to get their attention for another training, or a play-training, just to keep kids attention on him, getting all worked up “So, how things going so far? Heard you disappear of to somewhere every night now?”

“Let me guess, Prime is concerned and he is asking you to enquire about my whereabouts?” big bot rolled his opticks.. he can already picture the text filled with emojis. Why is he using so many emojis?

“He is concerned about you, Megs. You’ve been disappearing off to somewhere without telling anyone. I am worried as well.”

“I can asure you it’s nothing to be that concerned about, Dorothy” Meg sighed, shoulders dropping “Say, do you know by any chance what young ones like?”

“Well they do love soft and cute stuff, poor fluffy ears is now getting pampered with all the love I am scared they will spoil them rotten.”

“Hmm”

You yanked on fishing rood, able to feel hook dig in to flesh and something started to fight back. Glee spreading though your body and able to feel your heart pumping like crazy, you started riling the catch in as fast as you can, feet digging in to the splintered wooden planks of an old pier, grunting as the fish fought quite hard. For weeks now you came here during the free time, throwing in line after line, coming empty handed and with less bait, making you angry and curse all that lived in water for not daring to be caught in a hook. But finally your work paid of and you managed to pull out quite a big  yellow perch that you knew for sure thanks to animal crossing. Letting squeals of excitement, you struggled to unhook the fish, getting scratch in prosses, you tossed the fish in to bucket of water, letting it suffocate slowly while you will fish for it’s bodies, leaving it to a cruel death... yeah, not a good way to go, but you did not care, tossing another hook with bait in to water after hours in grilling sun, hiding beneath shadow of your cap and sun-cream protection, you manage to rill in more fish and now were running to kitchen to show of your catch to cook, who ruffled your hair, praising the skills. You grinned, posing for the photos with the catch as to show your proof to Megatron about your successful catch. You honestly looked forward to seeing him every day now, even if the first time scared you so much. The big bot felt more like a grandpa to you now, someone you can go to yap about your day and get treats, a big scary grandpa that was in interspecies galactic sized war, and being a redeemed war criminal. Yet you felt safe and secure every time you were held by big bot, cradled and called something in strange alien language.

With photos on your phone, you skipped out, skipping over to the shop to get something nice on coins you got, trying to think on what yoou can spend it on. So far you spend the coins on useful things and fish bait, so a little treat will be nice. Walking in to the building, you happy to see that the arcades were free of people, leaving you to play them alone, which you will do. Shoving in the coin, you watched the black screen blink in to life, colorfull character showing up on set of metal bars and a huge gorilla climbing up with lady in it’s hand. Classic, smile spreading on your face, you pushed the joystick, forcing character to move, venturing on dangerous journey to safe the lady. Eight-bit music played along, deafening your perception of reality and failing to hear footsteps approaching from behind and only reacting to touch when your small handmade coin purse was yanked of your hip, forcing you to abandoned your noble quest and spin around, shooting daggers out of your eyes at a very familiar bitch.

“Give it back Dupeng!!!” you barked out, swiping at the little pouch, which were easily pulled away. You knew well that you are not be able to fight them, not because you were outnumbered but because who they were. This was a team of your school cheerleaders, one of the best and because you dared to get your hair done on colour, after begging your parents for it, you were suddenly a target. You got shoved, lunch stolen and even one time got locked in toilet. You tried telling teachers but they turned blind eye because Dupeng was Principals daughter. You hated how she got away with so much where others would get punished for vaping in restrooms.

“Well well well, look who it is. How are you doing?” trying to act all sweet, Dupeng flattered her huge fake eyelashes at you, hiding your purse behind her back while other girls giggled as if they knew something you did not. “So, you know, me and the girls are wondering, where is it you sneaking of every night? Are you like, dating someone here?”

“What?” you frowned, cocking one of the eyebrows on confusion. “Pardon?”

“I mean with your ugly face it must be Dave, huh? Are you two like ugly ducklings couple?” girls chuckled “did he give you this?”

Your eyes grow wide as your little secret is pulled from behind on of the girls back, passed to the front with disgusted expression. Every person seeks comfort for the night, it’s normal, but being surrounded by mean teens made it difficult, but you just could not get any rest unless you are hugging mr. Teddy – a generic looking teddy bear that once had soft fur, now curled from all the love you gave him. Blood boiled inside your body, fist tightening up and ready to jump pink haired bitch that held Teddy by the foot with two fingers, making faces as if she was holding a bag of trash instead. You were sure you hid it well, even zipping up your tent, going as far as being placed on the edge, yet those fucks still went out of their way to get it.

“Dupeng. GIVE. IT. BACK” you snarled out, eyes focused on her and venom sipping in to the tone. You can take all the bullying just fine, you are used to it, but Teddy was a step to far overt the line. “NOW”

“I would, but it will be so boring JUST to give it back, you know” Dupeng snorted, hooding plush to the side “I mean I went though all the rouble to get it, right girls?” the group nodded and hummed in agreement “So it will be un-fare to give it back without something in return”

“You can have the coins” you blurted out quckly. Money here was one of necessities for her type and you hade enough to pay the fee to free your toy, plus you can always earn more, just need to think of ways to keep your night comfort even more well hidden, maybe getting a small lock and shoving him in to bag?

“Nah, that is to easy” She snorted and a wicked smile slithered on her face.

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“FUCK fuck fuck fuck!” you swore under your breath, quietly making your way though the forest, flashlight of your phone acting as the only light once more, only this time there is no path to follow, no safety of predetermine path and knowing that Megatron will be there. The task you were given to complete in return of safe return of teddy was to go to an old abandoned out post and bring something from there. It was of limits and further in to the forest, out of bounds of legal camp site, and surpunded by scary rumours. Ghost, ghouls, homeless people, cannibals, killers – it had every thing and now you had to go in to the tall building and bring something from it. Shuddering, you cursed even more jumping at every frogs croaks and owls hoot, cursing your self for not being tough enough to fight back, yet with how your parents raised you it become difficult to. And it just had to be fool moon, shining high above the dark forest. Slowly making your way though the forest, you strated catching corners of warning signs pooping in your light, meaning you were on the right track, keep pushing though. The warning increased with every step and soon enough the old post showed up on the horizon, the old wooden building standing proudly above the ground and towering over the forest. You shivered, pulling jacket over your self and climbed through the hole in the chicken wire fence, over-grown with greenery and weeds, getting closer. The wooden beams were long time plagued by moss and rot, bugs eating in to it, making nest and spiders webs in the corners of the building. Old metal stairs creaked loudly beneath your weight, cursing to bend and drop you down any second you were not carful and the fear bit at your ankles.

“Fuck you Dupeng!!!!” you screamed out once you finally reached the top, able to have a little break and look aorund. The old building was covered with planks, shards of broken glass scattered around and covered with leaves that were miraculously blown up here. Light zapping around, you can see some letters, rusted metal dish and some other stuff. You can see a crack in one of the boarded up windows, allowing you to peek inside. Right it looks like every thing was left behind in a hurry – the old bed was right there, still unmade and pillows tossed around, grey from all the time and dirt, table still had some plates on it and what ever it was molded and rotted long time ago, old radio was covered in spider webs and dust bunnies. Right this place clearly have not been touched by human hand for a very-very long time, meaning you can grab something quickly and leave. Pulling away from dirty wooden boards, you scanned the area, hopping to find some way in, prying on the door, which creaked loudly and screamed, but did not budge. Right, okay, walking all around the small mini house, with wood sinking in a few places, making your heart skip a beat, you managed to find a hole big enough to crawl in, with skin getting scraped by wood and leaving a few splinters in palms, which you removed with a hissing pain, shocked at how huge they were. It did not smell to nice inside the old building, making you cough immideatly and cover mouth with fabric of your shirt, glansing around for something small to grab and leave, really not wishing to extend your welcome here.

There was a lot of things here – old gramophone, old radio, plates, books and many other things, all is needed to be done so grab smallest thing with a date on it and leave quickly. Walking a bit around, circling the table, eyes shifted aorund the place, spotting an old calendar with date and year, perfect proof that you did visited the cursed place, finally taking a step back and just look around, chuckling at them self. The place, even if abended, did not look that scary, just getting the bad rep like any other old building left to rot and to it’s fate, with teens covering walls in grafity. Though it still smelled bad. Crawling back out, you took your time to enjoy the view, inhaling fresh minty air and leaning on old rail, ignoring all the voices inside your mind screaming about danger. The view from here looked better – the huge full moon shine now pleasantly from above, hanging in the vast space of star filled void, the soft pale light of moon shined gently on the forest, reminding you of one of the famous painting you once saw in museum – Moonlight night on the Dnieper. The way artist perfectly manage to depict light reflecting from the river made it look fascinating and the small moon seemed to glow in the dark it self. From this height you can see the small glitter of fire form the camp, the only indignation people were there. Letting a heavy sigh you grumble a bit, hand clamping on the old calendar, listening to the natures orchestra. It was nice to see something like this, maybe it was not to bad that you were forced to come here, taking out your phone and taking a picture of the scenery, knowing well that the phone wont depict the moon just as glorious as you see it. Suddenly the whole forest went quite – no longer hearing he croaks, crickets no longer sung and the owl went silent, the only noise was the howl of the wind. Your skin prickled with worry and goosebumps run down your spine, getting alert immideatly. Its not a good sign how quickly it all went quite and you knew that it was not Megatron, because by now he did not scare the life in to silence. A quite rumbled echoed somewhere behind and out of curiosity, you circled the building, eyes peering in to the darkness. You can see trees shake valiantly, and the movement to quickly getting closer to the tower.

Okay, never mind, this place is cursed, with bated breath you ran towards stairs, wood creaking loudly and it gave under, dropping you to the floor. You yelped in pain as old wooden floor scraped your knees and you can hear your jeans getting torn, thankfully it was one that you did not regret tearing up, but still. Sucking in the air to ease the pain, you crawled up, back on your feet, the booming getting louder and a clear sound of metal clashing forced your heart to beat faster. Yet seemed luck was not on your side as the loud sound of crashing rattled the entire building and a loud creaking and splintering of wood echoed though the forest with building shaking and slowly tilting, you screamed, rushing to grab on to something for support, eyes wide as the building started falling down with you still in it, lungs burning with scream. You can feel guts shift and blood going cold, wind whistling in your ears and eyes tearing up, watching line of trees getting closer with every nanosecond. You can see life flashing before your own eyes, from childhood to the last second, regretting every thing that you were not to brave to do, the building slamming in to first of trees, wood splintering loudly and you flying out, despite dead mans grip, flying through the forest and hitting the gorund with quite a force to knock the air out of your lungs and you swore you could hear something crack in your body. Immideatly the pain flooded your body, tears swelling up in your eyes and painful lump threatened to choke you, but you did not had time for self pity, able to hear scuffle just inches away from you. Rolling on your stomach, you crawled away cus every time you got up the legs would get all jelly and just fall down. You kept crawling, feeling gorund shake from the fight and actively looking for a way out. Yet it seemd like luck was not on your side ever since Dupeng had her sights on you, huge metal hand wrapping around and pulling you swiftly, air whistled again in ears, world going dizzy and you felt like you were about to hurl.

What is Mandroid and his bugs doing here!? Megatron grumbled, tossing another bug to the side and sending an angry field blast after it, making sure they will not get up back again. He was coming over to see small one, bringing something for them as well. It was difficult to obtain and even harder to leave the base as Prime seemed to go out of his way to talk to him, trying to figure out just were ex decepticon was heading every night, with Elita-one not to far behind with her own questioning. Yes, he had respect for both of them, but had no reason telling them about his privet life, let alone where he was going and got a bit heated about Prime involving Dorothy in to it. It was decided to just let him be and on that note he left to the camp, fuming a bit about the talk. Landing further from the camp then he ususaly does, Megatron slowly started walking towards it, the faint light aiding him with directions what he did not expect is to hear something cliking behind, turning in time to swat flying at his helm metal bug creature, legs spread and screeching. Just what he needed, because if there is one of those things surely the other swarm was not to far behind. And he was not wrong, those things immideatly swarming and forcing him to fight. Blasting at them, forced to fight and praying to Primus that the camp wont hear the fight. Moving around, he was a bit overwhelmed when they combined in to centipede, sending him flying through forest and though some structure, breaking poles and support in process. A blood curdling scream filled the air and something slammed not far behind him, his head snapping to side and opticks growing wide at small little form landing not far from were building collapsed and crawling to get away. There was no good place for you to hide here and you already looked hurt, so he had to quickly grab you and roll as centipede slammed it self. You screamed louder, prying his fingers, propably to confused to even realize it was him, banging on his fist and kicking legs. It made him feel incredibly bad, but now your survival depended on him fully. Blasting at the thing, he manage to break it apart, finally, and stood up, quickly pushing you to his chassis, glaring at surrounding him spider-bots, jumping up to his peds.

Are they seriously gonna attack him with an injured youngling in his servos? It really did not surprise him as dr. Meridian was not above hurting Malto’ kids just because of their mother conection, so hurting another human in order to save humanity form his kind sounded a lot like him. Growling, big bot bared his sharp denta, his plasma gun warming up as one and only warning to the creatures, servo tightening just a bit aorund the small body, his digits pressing just a bit tighter in to small body, able to feel little spark inside your chest flattering like a bird inside the cage, earning for freedome. The creatures did not heard to his warnings, immideatly jumping at him only to get blasted. It will be hard to fight with a human in his hand, but he head to as to run away right now will out him in easy spot to get captured, so fighting was the only way.

Warm fingers tightened around you, you kiked and yelled, to blinded by panic, fear and pain that still was in your back. It felt like a fire and every breath hurt, so you could not speak at all, only clinging on while the huge bot let a deep growl and started fighting again. You just clung, eyes shut tight and waiting for the outcome it seemed like big bot came victorious and let a sigh of relief, you finally opening your eyes one by one, staring around, trying to see what will happened next. The ground was littered with broken bodies of huge spiders made out metal, some twitching time to time, but not functioning at all. The rumble from inside the big bot slowed down a bit, calming down and you finally were pulled away from the chest, eyes staring at familiar face, who you were more then happy to see now. Without more words, you let a heavy sigh of relief, feeling every thing finally hitting you and eyes growing heavy, slumping down, last thing you hear is Megatron worried call or you.

[techhiz]

Hi👋 love your storys as first, and I have an small request, how would earthspark characters, even the decepticons, react to thare s/o, partner, gn reader having an dragon Alt mode that is bigger and more bulkier than Grimlock but smaller than tham in general and...

🥰DROP🥰

❤️‍🔥DEAD❤️‍🔥

🫶GORGEOUS🫶

I hope you understood my request and have an good day/night💜💗🌌

Thank you so much for your kind words! I love your request and am super excited to write it! Here’s how the EarthSpark characters (Autobots, Terrans, and Decepticons alike) would react to their S/O having a gorgeous dragon alt mode:

Autobots

Bumblebee

The moment you transform, Bumblebee freezes mid-step, his optics widening as he takes in the sheer size and majesty of your alt mode.

"Whoa... I mean, I knew you were cool, but this? This is next-level awesome!"

He immediately wants to race you—dragon wings versus his speed. Spoiler: he loses but doesn’t mind because he’s too busy staring at how graceful you look in the air.

Absolutely gushes to the Maltos about you later. "Did you see how incredible they looked? My partner’s got a DRAGON alt mode. I’m officially dating the coolest bot in existence!"

Optimus Prime

Ever the composed leader, Optimus silently admires your transformation. The sheer scale and intricate details of your dragon form earn a soft, approving nod.

"Your form is... remarkable. It inspires both strength and awe. I see why Bumblebee speaks so highly of you."

He’d absolutely call on you during high-stakes battles, confident that your form alone could turn the tide.

Elita-1

Elita whistles low as she circles you, taking in every scale and wing joint.

"Well, aren’t you the shining star of the battlefield? Grimlock better watch out."

Loves sparring with you—testing your strength and dexterity. Always challenges you to see if you can carry her mid-flight.

Terrans

Twitch

Twitch is absolutely starstruck. The first time you transform, she stumbles backward, her optics wide with excitement.

"You’re... a dragon! A real dragon! Can you breathe fire? Can you fly super fast? How big are your wings?!"

Constantly bombards you with questions about your alt mode and begs for rides through the sky.

Thrash

Thrash is immediately hyped. He runs circles around your massive form, shouting praises.

"This is insane! You’re a DRAGON. This is the coolest thing ever!"

Would totally try to jump onto your back for a ride, and when you agree, he makes it a point to yell, “Yeehaw!” like he’s in a Western.

Nightshade

Nightshade’s fascination is purely intellectual at first. They analyze every aspect of your form, intrigued by the mechanics of how your wings fold and the way your tail moves.

"The engineering behind this transformation is exquisite. Did you design it yourself, or is it natural?"

Loves sitting on your back while you fly, though.

Would fly with you in her alt mode.

Jawbreaker

Jawbreaker is in absolute awe. He sees your dragon form as the epitome of strength and grace.

"You look... amazing. Like something out of an old Cybertronian legend."

Wants to spar with you occasionally, though he’s always careful not to overdo it. Loves just hanging out, staring at the stars while you rest your wings.

Hashtag

Hashtag immediately takes a thousand pictures.

"You’re going viral, babe! The internet is going to eat this up!"

Loves riding on your back and getting all the best angles for her "Dragon Date Chronicles." Absolutely brags about you to everyone.

Decepticons

Megatron

Megatron is momentarily taken aback when you reveal your alt mode, but he quickly masks it with a smirk.

"Impressive. Your form commands respect. Use it wisely, and you’ll become a force to be reckoned with."

Secretly thinks you’re the most awe-inspiring bot in the room and sometimes catches himself staring when he thinks you’re not looking.

Soundwave

Soundwave doesn’t speak, but the way he tilts his helm and the faint flicker of his visor shows his intrigue.

Immediately calculates your capabilities in battle and silently approves of your power.

You catch him replaying footage of your transformation later, but he’ll never admit to it.

Starscream

At first, he’s annoyed. "Oh, great, another show-off. As if I needed more competition for attention."

But then he sees how utterly magnificent your form is and gets a bit flustered. "Well... I suppose you are rather impressive."

Secretly jealous but also fascinated. He might ask (in his own roundabout way) if you’d ever team up with him.

Knockout(If he would be in the show)

Knockout is floored. "Darling, you’re an absolute vision! The wings, the scales—perfection!"

He’s obsessed with your aesthetics and is already planning ways to accessorize your dragon form. "Maybe some polished chrome here, a pop of color there..."

Definitely insists on taking you out for a joyride just so everyone can see you two together.

[terriblyrenderedenigma]

The Coveted Star

(A/n: This is my first little attempt at a little transformers blurb of Megatron x OC/Self insert who will be greatly elaborated upon in later posts. Just thought id dip my toes in the water here.)

Tags: Nonspecific Transformers continuity (As of current at least, leaning towards TFA, or maybe changing context and interaction before going earthspark) Description: Megatron trying to persuade a human turned unaffiliated bot into joining the Decepticons. Word Count: 637 Warnings: Probably ooc Megatron x Fem oc/self-insert; Probably confusing lore but will have an oc lore dump post laterrr; brief corpse mention but not serious; Religious Imagery - hell mention; slight xenophobia; eye strain because colored text; probably poor use of cybertronian anatomy

“Look at you! A great star in the sky among walking corpses with withering souls! You hold amazing power… it would be such a waste for you not to use it…” The dirtied grey mech held out his servo in offering to Aquarion, his broad digits scratched and deeply scarred from decades of fighting, of war. The sleek femme’s purple optics moved with trepidation from the dark flat palm of his servo, flitting across his dented plating until their optics met.

The crimson glow of his optics burned like the fires of hell that made old historians writhe in their sleep before vomiting their horrors onto withered pages in striking raven ink. If his passion was inferno, he burnt like the lake of fire he'd be condemned to for the sins he held heavy servo'd against his fellow kin. Palms bathed in enough energon alone to rejuvenate his dead and broken home...

“I cannot take a place at your side…” Aquarion’s soft tone breaks with static, vocalizer quickly correcting as she vents a heavy puff of steam. White plating shone like freshly fallen snow, violet bio-lights peeking out between the crevasses, the breaks in her armor.

Her frame ran hot. Wiring burning with unease much like the nerves that used to sting her once human flesh with sensations deeper than this by tenfold. “To take up my burdens and follow you would be to turn my back on the people that I used to be a part of.” As the words left her, a frown wormed its way across her faceplate.

“Used to. Have you not experienced the hateful gazes? The fear and scrutiny in their fleshy eyes as they look up at the form that has consumed you. Changed you-" The leader of the Decepticons arms swing out dramatically, gesturing to the femme in all her new glory. The body that held her conscious was strong and sturdy, powerful, volatile, capable! It would kill Megatron to see the potential in her circuits wasted on neutrality -- or worse, the Autobots. "-Named you Aquarion and chose you out of all your kind for a higher purpose! This is a gift... You are no longer one of them! You are one of us!” Megatron demands, the deep timbre of his voice echoing not only within the gears of his own chassis, but hers as well. There’s an echo of desperation, an anticipation to make her understand that things are not the same anymore, her life is no longer what it was and never will be again.

No longer human, but hot blooded cybertronian... "I can't-"

"Take my hand!" Megatron demands harshly now, thrusting his servo forward once more at her continued hesitance, the swift movement of his hand towards her making her massive wings flare in a defensive stir. "Take my hand, and I will show you greatness you've never known! Teach you who you were meant to be..." The roughness of his vocalizer tapering off into a tender request.

Why did he persist so strongly? Demand so insistently that she follow him? Go with him into the deep dark night into even more mystery?What fears would she have to conquer as her palm fit smoothly within his own?

What manipulation, scheming, plotting would she be forced to be a part of? The decepticons certainly weren't the kindest or truthful of all beings. But Megatron their great leader, strong, dangerous, downright terrifying to any normal human... Stood face to face with her and-

"Please."

His pleading, set in motives unknown sent her over. Aquarion relents and takes his servo firmly and without another thought.

"Alright then... why don't you show me what I can do?"

Aquarion knew not what path this choice would lead her, but she was sure of one thing. This was going to end terribly.

[duckyfann9871]

me

guys i unironically wanna read invincible fics …

[theartofwoompwoomps]

No, it’s just you.

Earthspark Bumblebee x human reader 

Summary: you should have never met your idol.

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You were a caretaker for the Malto family’s children. When Dot started fighting alongside the autobots, you were assigned to her kids as a guaranteed protection.

When the war ended and they moved out they had ask for you to go with them. Honestly you were attached as well, so you didn’t say no.

You got along with the whole family. In fact one reason was because of your admiration and love for bumblebee.

It wasn’t as deep as the Maltos father, but you definitely were one of his biggest fans. 

And even if your life had turned all over again, you didn’t mind have two more kids under your wing.

Heck, and when dot notified you that the Bumblebee was going to be working with you, you were ecstatic ! 

You had heard many stories about him. You wondered if he’d really live up to his name.

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You were outside with kids waiting for the autobot to arrive. But he didn’t seem to be coming. 

Encouraging the kids to do something while you waited, you all ended up around fluffy ears. It was nice, and fun. 

Well it was,… until your supposed hero showed up. 

You understand this mission isn’t technically the easiest for him. But he was being an overkill. The kids didn’t feel comfortable around him and his actions really stared to shatter your image of him.

Each time he’d push to far, you at first would try to help him see what he was missing, but this guy had the audacity to interrupt you and not even acknowledge your advice.

All the kids were a bit offended when the saw this. Once again fueling their hatred towards the bot.

You wondered if Optimus really made the right choice, but you guess only time could tell.

———

You admit his teaching has gotten better, but some of his attitude still pricked you. And you knew he could tell.

Honestly the mission had gone a lot smoother once he started seeing them as family and not an assignment.

The only problem was you.

He had tried sparking up conversations and getting to know you. But everything he did led to short conversations. He couldn’t make them last. Your answers were always direct and to the point.

It was frustrating.

You weren’t mean or rude to him. But he just couldn’t form an actual friendship with you. And he needed you to trust him, especially since the both of you are working together all the time. 

One day he was fed up with everything and you were the last straw. “Hey man, why are you always so- so defensive. You know we’re on the same team right.”

His words only sparking your own anger. He has a point that you haven’t been the most open, but saying you have been defensive is an overstatement.

“Hey now, that’s pushing it a bit.” He scoffed at that rolling his eyes. “Please, you treat me differently from everyone else. And yeah I do notice.”

“Well.. sorry for being careful with my actions. I tend to be like that around rude pricks who didn’t even want anything with us!”

This was the most emotion you had directed at him. He didn’t like how it felt. How his spark tugged with each word you kept saying.

“Don’t you see bee, you’re the problem.”

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Masterlist

[oppysbabydoll]

10 15 16 with es optimus?

(asks can be found here)

10) what are the subtle things that turn them on?

being fatherly. from a planet that’s been in war for over 4 million years, there’s a lot of hatred and infighting. he’s no exception, despite his best efforts. so when people are kind, genuinely, without any strings… consider him both aroused and amazed. also a sucker for hair. it’s so soft and silky… it’s unlike anything he’s ever seen. though that goes for all autobots so. it’s less of a kink and more curiosity and exploration of his identity to humans. that’s all

15) are they loud/vocal in bed?

he tries not to be but with the size of his engine… any “moan” he makes, his engine revves up alongside him. he gets embarrassed and tries to clear his throat, but smoke comes stuttering out. his faceplate heats up more. you can’t help but chuckle, thrusting more into him just to see what makes this bot tick <3

16) where on their body are they most sensitive?

valve. granted, a lot of bots are sensitive there so optimus isn’t special but… something about being gently touched there, especially when he’s deprived himself of that for so long… i know it doesn’t things to him and his spark. his antennaes are also sensitive, revealing his emotions when his mask prevents him to. if you want to know what he’s feeling, check there. for aroused, they won’t stop blinking out red, the color of love.

[mikomikumi]

I just read 3 Earthspark Megatron fanfics and all three of them were about breaking up with Megatron as a plotline GODDAMN GIVE THE MAN A BREAK

Bitch got more divorce papers than Henry VIII

Let the man have a healthy relationship:,)

Fucking brilliant pieces however