#tfp Optimus x oc

[dragons-and-dwarves-are-nice]

It’s only a rough sketch, but this is the first drawing of my man that I don’t hate lol

I want him so bad

Im tempted to open commissions if anyone’s interested? Lemme know if u are and I’ll post my commission rules <3

Interested in an Optimus x OC/reader? Then check out my fic ‘From the Heart of a Nebula’ (Prologue out now!)

[mskenway97]

TFP Optimus prime (Orion pax) x OC (Dionesea)

Butterfly Beast and Beautiful Cybertronian

Summary: The big butterfly encounters a memory from the past, someone he hasn't seen for a long time. It was not something they both expected.

Words: 1,125

Warning: angst, fluff, reunion, little slip of madness

I will put the links of pillowfort and ao3 to publish this application:

Pillowfort

Ao3

[dragonridernoobie]

*Bursts open the door hurriedly slamming it closed behind while a hoard of angry ocs bang on the door* Ahem- you’re probably wondering what I did to em, but that’s unimportant….(I’m trying to see how weird I can go with these intros)

Okay, sooooo I’ve decided my oc Vivienne shall undergo MORE trauma! Now, Viv(as she is the youngest slender sibling) was manipulated and abused a lot by her brothers, minus Splendor he kinda just always treated her like a kid and as if she never grew up, soooo, let’s dive into the aftermath of that….so offender killed her first love Solomon(a kind and sweet soul) so imagine how anxious she’d be getting into a new relationship with the bots! Oh I love Vivi but traumatising her is just second nature.

I wanna see what you come up with for TFP Optimus, Ratchet, and Megatron(I love him so much) with Vivienne who is always protective nervous around them scared they’ll get hurt, stuff like that:>

Thank you-*The ocs burst down the door holding pitchforks* AAAAAHHHHHHH HELP

*Sips on tea when looking at you being attacked* you are on you're own.

Also, sorry this took a bit.

TransformersPrime X Vivienne

Optimus

Optimus knew Vivienne past was a mysterious one since Vivienne never talks about it.

Though, with his ability to read people easy, he can tell somthing bad happen to her.

He noticed how she would be extremely portecrive of him when he's in a fight.

Always staying near him, never letting him go alone.

He thought it was attachment issues but he soon realized what was going on.

She has lost someone in the past and she still blames herself.

He will pull Vivienne aside to talk to her and let her tell him what happened.

He would understand and find ways to make Vivienne happy.

Ratchet

Ratchet just accepted that Vivienne was just attached to him

He never thought more of it

That was intel he got badly hurt after he got hurt by the decepticons.

He was surprised by how Vivienne acted.

She refused to leave his side, kept crying saying she was sorry, and she will try to do better at protecting him.

He would hold Vivienne and tell her that he was OK and it was not their fault that he got hurt.

He would ask why Vivienne was acting all panicked when he saw him hurt.

Vivienne would explain they lost a past lover and she dosent want to lose him

He made sure to give Vivienne extra cuddles.

Megatron

Megatron noticed really quickly how close Vivienne is with him.

Anywhere he goes, she wasent far behind.

He was used it for a while but it got annoying when Vivienne joined him in fights.

It got so bad that Vivienne almost got injured when he was fighting the autobots.

He would yell at Vivienne and Vivienne would yell back.

Once they calmed down, megatron will ask why they want to be so close to him.

Vivienne would explain why and told them they lost a padt lover and don't want to lose him

He would tell her, that she won't lose him

He definitely let Vivienne around him more since he wants her to be happy.

[zuzanwrites]

Not Alone

Minor drabble that I wanted to do of Optimus and my human OC, Lucy

They could be platonic, romantic, really up to you.

SFW, Minorly depressing themes but happy ending.

Might make a part two if people want it.

After a particularly devastating loss, Optimus came back into the base. Everyone could tell that Optimus wasn’t okay. Ratchet went up to Optimus. “Are you okay Optimus, really?”

“I am… Fine.” Optimus’s optics were trailing around, trying but not focusing on anything. “i want to be left alone, please.” Optimus practically begged before leaving to his quarters.

Lucy jumped off the couch. “I’ll just wait outside. I won’t pressure him or anything. I’ll just be there for whatever.”

Ratchet sighed. “I don’t think that’s the best idea.”

Lucy shook her head with a pixie cut of brown hair. “I understand, but I’ve been in a similar position and I just know that being alone sometimes, even though you think you want to be, is not a good idea.” Lucy went and sat next to Optimus’s door.

Some time later…

Lucy was napping and heard Optimus’s quarters open. “How long have you been there?” She shook her head.

“Does it matter? As long as I’m there for one of my closest friends, I don’t care about time.” She smiled. Optimus started to smile and picked up Lucy and gently placed her on his shoulder.

“You shouldn’t ignore your body’s needs.” Optimus was stern.

“I’m not I already ate and drank. And, I am not ignoring my body when all it really wants to do is make sure you’re really okay. “ She leaned on Optimus’s neck.

“I am okay, it’s just that loss was important. We could have used the forge for Bumblebee’s voice box and t-cog. Upgrade the teams armors and blasters as-well maybe.” Optimus was solemn.

Lucy gently rubbed Optimus’s shoulder. “I’m sure another opportunity for a t-cog will present itself and I’m sure there will be another opportunity to snag the forge.”

Lucy, wishes she could take some of the responsibilities off of Optimus’s shoulders because he just really doesn’t deserve this, at all. Optimus walked into the main hangar with Lucy still on his shoulder. “Want to watch me decode some Iaconian relics?”

Lucy chuckled. “I’d love to and maybe after all of this we could go to a local dark sky park and watch the stars pass by.”

Sometime later Lucy fell to rest while watching Optimus type away. Optimus smiled lightly and really gently transformed and took Lucy home and laid her to rest on her bed.

[eggariesalad]

oc x canon thing

[r0ttingj3lly]

Gotta tell my man of the hour he's looking hot

[magnimoon]

OptiLily moment

HELP, HE ISN'T REMOVING THE LIPSTICK STAINS!

Here's a sequel to this post.

[starspice-y]

His tits be too damn big to look down 😔

[someonehugratchet]

Things I would say to TFP characters that would probably confuse them:

Optimus:

• big dumb blue bitch

• how were you a librarian yet you can’t get people to be quiet

• pulling all the hoes with that autism rizz, hey big guy?

• single dad

• Have you ever been fragged from both ends at once?

• pookie smookie bear

• magnificent blue bitch

• you’re shaped like a friend

• Is your spark secretly a cat?

Ratchet:

• Nurse Ratched

• Cuckoo

• Can you step on me but like not kill me?

• actually you can kill me

• I’m going to bite you on the face

• handsome

• Transformers can get pregnant right? Would you like me to try get you-

• Big Boy

• Pretty Boy

• I want to show you Hacksaw Ridge but I think you’ll cry and I Optimus would get mad at me

• toots

• heya sugar tits

• what would you do if I swallowed a coin

• what would you do if I throw up blood a week ago and didn’t tell anyone

Arcee:

• Sis

• Shadowheart wannabe

• “Hello Darkness My Old Friend~”

• Sonic The Hedgehog

• baddy with an addy

• I wanna chew on your legs is that weird

• girly pops

• girl you should get your nails did

Bulkhead:

• You have a squishy kind of vibe about you

• bubba

• bulky boy

• you are a sweet potato and I will not elaborate

• mean green mother from out of space!

• just a little guy

• a sweet baby

• I’m adopting you as my brother sorry about it

Wheeljack:

• slut

• sorry

• pleasure bot

• ARE YOU ITALIAN OR SPANISH I DONT KNOW?

• is being in a jet like being inside another bot to you or…?

• did you bite as a sparkling?

• have you heard of One Direction?

• they totally did break up

• …

• like the wreckers-

• pookie

• Lone Ranger behaviour

Bee:

• MY SON

• a wittle baby

• with knives

• Scout’s Honour!

• your puppy dog eyes could save the war I’m so serious right now

• bumble baby

• honey bee

• honey pie

• cutie pie

• I would commit so many war crimes for you

• starch that I will like right now don’t even test me

Smoke Screen:

• swiper no swiping

• twin~ where have you been~?

• have you considered war crimes?

• sparkly boy

• stoner screen

• vape screen

• Vapor screen

• shiny baby

• I have… another child?

• problem child

[mskenway97]

TFP Optimus prime (Orion pax) x OC (Dionesea)

Past Songs

Summary: Memories of the past torment a poor giant butterfly by recalling moments with a prized cybertronian.

Words: 1,295

Warning: angst, metions of deaths

I will put the links of pillowfort and ao3 to publish this application:

Pillowfort

Ao3

[dragonridernoobie]

Hi! I’m here to request for Vivienne again, uhm, recently I’ve been going through a hard time mentally again, and I’m looking for some Vivienne comfort cause reading about the ocs interacting with her helps for some reason, could you possibly do something with Vivienne where she’s showing the bots her little cottage in the woods? Something sweet, with Vivienne extremely excited cause no one ever visits besides her brothers occasionally, I’m also considering going more into Vivienne backstory cause she’s originally a creepypasta oc and her lore intertwines with that- but I’m so nervous cause I don’t want her to seem, cringy, that’s the only word I can think of. Would you like to hear about my wonderful, possibly cannabilistic French lady?🧐

And just a daily reminder for all of you, you’re doing an amazing job! Make sure to take time for you kiddo

IL try my best, sorry this took a bit to go out, my job pulled a 360 on me and now I have a completely new schedule now. Also, I would love to hear about you're OC's story. I'm always down to listen to everyone's OC's story.

TransformersPrimeXVivienneCabin

There has been no decpticon activity so the autobots have been able to relaxed. The kids where out with their guardians. Currently, wheeljack, optimus, and ratchet where at base, doing their own thing. Ratchet was at the computer, wheeljack was flirting with ratchet, and optimus was doing his own thing. Vivienne was sitting on the couch, reading a book. While she reads, she looks up and sees how everyone is calm. She then gets an idea. She gets up and walks to find optimus.

She finds him in his berthroom, reading some deta-pads. When the door opens, he looks up.

Optimus: "Vivienne, is there I can help you with?"

Vivienne: "everyone seems so calm today, and I think it's a perfect day for everyone left on base to explore."

Optimus: "explore?"

Vivienne: "yes explore. I had a small cabin I have that I like to stay at. It's in the woods so you guys will be hidden."

Optimus: "that does not seem like a bad idea. Why don't you go tell ratchet and wheeljack to get ready."

Vivienne: "ok, ne prends pas longtemps" (Don't take long)

Vivienne then returns to the main room where she finds ratchet pinning wheeljack down, holding a wrench, yelling at wheeljack.

When Vivienne clears her throat, the two looks at her.

Ratchet: "sorry for you to see this Vivienne."

Ratchet gets up and goes back to the computer.

Wheeljack: "how can we help you vivi?" (Wheeljacka nickname for her)

Vivienne: "optimus wanted me to tell you two that we are going on a trip."

Wheeljack: "a trip?"

Optimus then walks into the room.

Optimus: "indeed. Vivienne has explained to me that everyone is relaxed and she has a small cabin she would like to show us."

Ratchet: "no, absolutely not. If we get cought, we will be in a huge amount scrap!"

Vivienne: "on y va" (here we go)

Optimus: "Vivienne has explained it is in the woods. It is gonna be very hidden."

Wheeljack: "that's enough for me, let's get going!"

Ratchet tried to voice in again but everyone already started to put in the cords. He just sighs and goes alone with them when they open the groundbridge.

When they exit thru the groundbride, they are met with a small wooden cabin, a pond nearby, and a little spit for cutting wood.

Pitcher of cabin

Wheeljack: "wow, this place is nice."

Optimus: "indeed, it is very hidden and quite here."

Ratchet: "...."

Vivienne: "follow, amis." (Friends)

Vivienne has a small skip in her step while they walk toward the cabin. Soon, they come close to it and ratchet, wheeljack, and optimus transform into their vehicle mods and go into their haloforms. They follow Vivienne in and they see how cozy it is.

Inside of cabin

Ratchet: "this place seems very comfortable."

Wheeljack: "I agree."

Optimus: "...." (he is focused on the shelf with a bunch of books)

Vivienne smiles and offer themselves a seat. When they sat down, Vivienne, goes into the kitchen and makes some yellow flower tea.

For the next 4 hours, Vivienne, ratchrt, wheeljack, and optimus sit in silence while reading.

When the end of the day comes, everyone gets ready to head back to base.

Optimus: "I enjoyed that very much."

Wheeljack: "I did to, I say we do this again but keep it between us."

Ratchet: "agreed, I rather not have bulkhead ruin anything here."

Vivienne: "I'm so happy you guys like it here!"

They return to base, just intake thay the other autobots arrive. They noticed how ratchrt, wheeljack, and optimus seem more....relaxed.

Ya, I don't blame then for being a little frighten.

I tried my best! I hope you like it!

[yuki2sksksk]

@sunntownn , I love how you make Optimus is an anxious mess that worries for his soulmate but then there's his oblivious dumbass soulmate.

(replacing y/n with oc cause)

[wrongdoormate]

Ow my fck this man is finally starting to look like i'm picturing him in my head. Ma man is also wearing some clothing cause he was brought up in a galaxy where people wear clothes. Also he loves to stand out so give him lots of collors. (inspired by my favorite characters)

[sultrycomets]

After a long day at the nearby lake, Wyatt Morgan returns to base with the ‘bots to cool down.

A gift fic for @botmilf, featuring her OC and two lover-bots!

Beating the Heat

Warnings: 18+ ONLY!

Word Count: 2,107

Art Credit: @/botmilf

Deep within the walls of the missile silo, Wyatt flopped the front of her body onto the nearest bundle of pillows inside the Autobots’ shared bedroom. She sighed, her tongue tasting the sweetness of the pink popsicle in her mouth. Fans blew all around her, keeping her functional and cool. She opened her mouth, groaning and closing her eyes shut. 

“Sonnn of a bitch.”

It was hot. Outside, the temperature was blazing, and she only just now returned from a trip with Optimus and Ratchet from the nearby lake. There, Ratchet waded in the water as much as he could, but he still required plenty of rest before he overheated, so they were forced to head back home within hours. 

Although Omega-1 was heavily air-conditioned, Wyatt stripped herself down within minutes of entering her silo, sipping on her water bottles. Now, she was just wearing a small camisole and a pair of black panties. She didn’t have to worry about anyone seeing her besides the ‘bots. This was her home, their shared home. 

Speaking of the ‘bots, only her, Ratchet, Optimus, and little baby Bumblebee lingered inside the missile silo for the time being. The others were out on patrol. In a way, this was her private time, she supposed.

Wyatt sucked on her popsicle, taking in the fruity scent through her nostrils and encouraging the cool juice to trickle down her throat. Before long, a sound from the doorway caused her eyes to blink open. Ratchet arrived, his frame mass-displaced as he carried a couple of cold rags in each servo. The woman slightly lifted herself from the pillows, noticing his hard focus on her.

“Hey, babe. Watcha doing?” She winked. “Starin’ at the popsicle in my mouth?”

Ratchet’s faceplate was tinted with a faint blue.

“Well, it’s…favorable to a cigarette.”

Wyatt chuckled and finished her treat before standing and chucking the stick into the nearest garbage bin. She grinned, running her fingers through her black hair. The medic bot looked her over, beckoning her forward with a wave of his servo.

“Alright. Now, come here.”

She did, granting him access to her body by repositioning herself onto the pillows. Slowly, he applied the cooling compresses to her neck and forehead. She arched her back, moving along with him, accommodating his touch. His affectionate actions coupled by the wet rags on her skin was nothing short of divine to her.

For a moment, however, she thought of Bumblebee. She lifted a brow, shuffling a little. 

“Baby taking a nap?”

“Yes, and it’s about time, too,” Ratchet said, “I was beginning to think otherwise. We’re not the only ones who are negatively affected by the temperatures of your planet.”

Wyatt nodded, understanding. She hugged the nearest pillow close beneath her chest. 

“Poor thing. He’s crabby.” 

“Indeed.”

The woman hummed, enjoying the way the cold rags felt on her sweaty body, the water seeping into her dark skin. She craned her neck and stretched, enjoying the moment to the fullest. She spread her legs once he reached her panties, dabbing the rags to her inner thighs. It took all her strength to not squeeze her legs around his servo right then and there. He was incredibly thorough, leaving no stone unturned. 

“Mmm,” she moaned above the sound of the blowing fans, “that feels nice, sweetie.”

Behind her, Ratchet laughed a little.

“As I intended. I’m relieved, Wyatt.”

And so was she, her fingers sinking into the pillows beneath her. He pressed the rags to her lower back, and the woman released a long and shuddering sigh that rippled across her entire body. 

“Hm.” He observed her little movements and noises. “You seem to be enjoying yourself.”

His tone, though firm, was slightly teasing. She turned, catching a glimpse of the Cybertronian’s smile. 

“You have no idea, Ratchet.”

Eventually, she grew to be so relaxed that she removed her top with ease, giving Ratchet permission to touch her body even further. She sighed into his digits, gasping as the cooling compress hit her nipples and bare shoulders. Within the breath of a whisper, she repeated Ratchet’s name. Her heart thrummed with bliss as she heard his gentle voice utter her own in return, his ministrations as loving as he was at his core.

In time, there was then the sound of a familiar pair of slow and heavy pedesteps. Optimus Prime entered from the doorway, mass-displaced and his shoulder pads gone. Once his gaze settled on the pair, he smiled. Wyatt waved at him.

“Hey, big guy. Come here.” She glanced at the medic. “Both of you. It’s cuddle time.”

As the three shifted into position, Ratchet scoffed a bit. 

“That would exchange more heat between our bodies.”

Wyatt rolled over, welcoming the pair into her pile of adoration. It didn’t take the three long to grow comfortable together. By now, the mechs were on either side of her, their bodies against the pillows and against each other. Smirking, she rubbed Ratchet’s finials in order to soothe him.

“We’ll live.”

Optimus snuggled her, venting his helm into her lower back. The tone in his voice was as tender as ever. 

“I am inclined to agree with her, Ratchet.” …

Minutes passed since the trio started cuddling, and Wyatt couldn’t ask for anything more. Within those minutes, snuggling, however, led into something a bit more intimate. In such a short amount of time, the woman’s relaxation shifted into arousal. And, judging by the looks on her mechs, they shared the same feeling. 

Optimus’s engine purred with a low and endearing rumble as he pressed his helm into Wyatt’s breasts. She smiled, rubbing his crest as he fondled her thighs like they were a stress toy. He was gentle but diligent in his touches, his digits resting into the plumpness of her squish. 

Likewise, on the other end, Ratchet groped the softness of her ass. Deciding to acknowledge this, Wyatt turned and hooked her fingers beneath her panties, stripping herself until she was completely bare. As she tossed her underwear to the side, the Autobot medic already vented with desire alongside her.

“Is now…really the time to be doing this?”

Wyatt shrugged at him, tracing his finials.

“I dunno. You tell me.”

With her side flat against the pillows, she leaned forward and cupped his metallic cheeks. And then, she kissed him directly on the dermas. As her eyes closed, Ratchet deepened the kiss by holding a servo to the back of her head to keep her in place. Wyatt moaned, her tongue running playfully against his bottom derma. A guttural sound emitted from Ratchet as he kissed her more, causing the woman to sink further into his embrace. With the steady beat of her heart, she stroked the sides of his faceplate and felt all that she could of his heat with her lips and her tongue. Similarly, Ratchet’s own glossa tasted the entrance to her mouth with slow, deliberate motions.

When she broke apart for air, she turned to Optimus, scanning the hint of longing in his glossy, blue optics. 

“Wyatt…”

She smiled at the soft tone of his voice, feeling the familiar wetness between her naked legs. After learning forward, she kissed him as well, tender but passionate. Wyatt lifted her palm to his warm cheek and melted into the smooch. It was true. Ratchet was the better kisser. However, Optimus possessed the spark. He returned her affections, moving his dermas against her own lips until her teeth nibbled a little at his mouthpiece. 

“Ah!”

Wyatt produced another moan. Behind her, Ratchet lifted her hair out of the way to gain easier access to the tattoo on her neck. He kissed her there, sweet and long. The sudden warmth on such a sensitive spot prompted her body to shiver with delight. 

Slowly, Ratchet’s servos trailed down her body, from her hips to the curve of her ass. When he reached her pussy, he carefully touched her folds, testing her.

“Mm. You’re lubricated but far from ready.”

Beside her, Optimus moaned lightly into Wyatt’s ear. 

“Then what do you propose, old friend?”

Through half-lidded eyes, Wyatt watched and felt as Ratchet lifted himself to touch his partner. Together, they smiled at one another before bumping their helms, sharing their own chaste kisses. 

“I propose…that we attend to her as best as we can.”

A faint layer of warmth formed across Wyatt’s cheeks. By the time Optimus and Ratchet retracted themselves from each other, Ratchet’s digit already teased Wyatt’s cunt, stroking along her slit and rubbing circles into the tiny nub of her clit. 

Wyatt fell back onto the pillows, using her fingers to rub and pinch at her nipples. She squeezed at the hardened buds, biting her lower lip as her toes curled. She moaned out the names of her partners with such bliss and adoration. 

“Nng…fuck!”

Gingerly, Optimus leaned towards her, stopping before her breasts. He glanced at her nipples before looking at her with gentle optics.

“May I?”

Wyatt smiled at him.

“Go ahead, love.”

The Prime nodded. As she lowered her hands to her sides, he reached out with his dermas, beginning to suck on her chest. His mouthpiece fit around one nipple while he used his free servo to fondle her other breast. She squirmed as she felt his dermas lightly tease her areola, treating her skin with utmost care and sensitivity. Every squish he made with his servo was careful, just as every suck with his dermas was gentle. The very moment he pulled away to switch to the other tit, he moaned onto her nipple. The very sound caused her abdomen to throb.

Ratchet locked eyes with Wyatt. Carefully, he lowered himself between her legs, resting his helm between her inner thighs. He stroked them, petting them with such grace and love before asking for her permission to stick out his glossa.

“Is this…alright?”

Wyatt nodded.

Ratchet wasted no time, using his glossa to tease her folds and slick slit. He wrapped his digits around her thighs, pulling her closer. Eagerly, Wyatt bucked her hips a little, prompting him to chuckle. 

“Fuck,” Wyatt sighed. “I love how you eat me out.”

The medic’s internal mechanics whirred with heat and pleasure.

“Is that so?” He smirked between her thighs. “In that case, just relax and let good ol’ doc bot take care of you.”

She did. With attention on both her tits and her pussy, she felt as though she could orgasm on the spot. And yet, she attempted to hold herself back as much as she could, wanting to enjoy their moment as much as possible. Optimus’s glossa flicked over her nipple while Ratchet’s dermas sucked on her clit. The combined stimulation was almost overwhelming, but certainly not uncomfortable. She arched her back, moaning as the two mechs provided her with their devotion and affections. 

Wyatt was close. She could feel it. Her heart rate skyrocketed, and her cunt pulsed and twitched with every stroke her medic delivered. With a verbal promise of her love for the two, she no longer held herself back. Her pussy clenched and contracted. She orgasmed hard on Ratchet’s glossa, and he lapped it up as much as he could. Her legs turned numb, and her eyes flickered. She grasped onto the mech’s helm, drawing Ratchet closer towards her. Likewise, using her arms, she hugged Optimus, wanting him near her. It took almost a full minute for Wyatt to recover. Together, they worked her through her orgasm until she finally relaxed one more. 

“Holy shit.”

She panted, her chest rising and falling swiftly into Optimus’s mouthpiece and servos. A moment of silence ensued as the three exchanged sweet looks with one another. All was blissful, and all was calm.

Well, at least until the baby started to cry from the next room over. Wyatt chuckled, not truly surprised.

“Fuck.”

Ratchet groaned, pulling himself away from her crotch. Similarly, Optimus removed himself from her breasts with a little smile on his faceplate, one that encouraged Wyatt to grin right back at him. 

Leaning forward, Ratchet pressed a kiss to her teardrop tattoo.

“I’ll…go fetch him.”

Before he could make his leave, however, Wyatt stopped him with her hand to his digit.

“Hold on. You know that I love you guys, right?”

Ratchet blinked, processing her words before smiling at her.

“Yes, yes. We know. I love you, too.”

He nodded, his voice soft and kind. When he finally left the bedroom, Optimus cuddled her soon after.

“As do I, Wyatt…with all of my spark.” 

The woman hummed, pressing another kiss to his helm.

Divider Credit: @/inklore

Also on Ao3!

[magnimoon]

MORE OPTILILY MOMENTS

I wanted to make a prequel before "Heather" becomes sober once more, she's right in the middle of it.

This is a prequel to this post

It got too popular, which motivated me to make an HD version

Now... I don't know what to do next, feel free to ask anything about my OC or the fanfic!

Here's the picture without the Tumblr text

[starspice-y]

Bedtime cuddles :)