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☆ To Have and To Hold — Transformers Prime x GN Reader ☆
Genre: Fluff || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed
A/N: Characters included; Optimus, Ratchet, Wheeljack, Megatron, Soundwave, and Starscream

──────.𖥔 ݁ ˖˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ──────
Optimus Prime
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He does his best to keep comfort items around for you that you could use if you have any, which includes anything he thinks looks soft enough for you to hold
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He monitors how you act after sleeping to gage if you've rested well or not, and adjusting the items he has for you accordingly
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Offering himself might be a sort of last resort for if you really don't have anything, but he'll state clearly that he doesn't mind if it's for your wellbeing
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Pretty stationary while recharging, he's easy to hold onto since he doesn't tend to move much and there's little risk of him squishing you
Ratchet
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He's seen similar behavior out of bots he's met before, so he's not unfamiliar to the idea. He'll offer old comfort items he has lying around from those types of patients for you to use
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He's protective of the items when you aren't around, making sure no one messes with them and they're always clean and ready to hold when you need to rest
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Like Optimus, he'd offer his presence as a sort of last resort, though he'll try to hold out as much as possible since he figures sharing a berth with him wouldn't be very comfortable for you
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He recharges on his side, one arm wrapped around you to make sure you're in no danger of falling off or getting too close to his frame while you're sleeping
Wheeljack
ᯓᡣ𐭩 His first suggestion would honestly likely be to build you something you could hold onto, but like always it tends to fall through when he tries
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He offers his assistance right after, noting that he's basically the cuddliest you could get from the Autobots (in his opinion anyways)
ᯓᡣ𐭩 The one problem is he moves around quite a bit as he recharges, shifting around to keep comfortable. He makes sure to stay still if he feels you snuggled up to him
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He falls into regular routine rather quickly, remaking that it's the best recharging he's had in quite a while
Megatron
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He doesn't understand your insistence, but whatever helps you be ready in the morning to do your job doesn't bother him, so long as you're not disrupting anything
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He's tried once or twice to hint at different approaches you could take when losing your usual items interfere with training, but he quickly learns it's in one audial and out the other
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Unable to handle seeing you so downtrodden, he suggests that he has a solution for you, and you wait until that following night for him to arrive
ᯓᡣ𐭩 To your surprise, he invites himself in, telling you his plan of being your new item to hold. Only after you agree does he climb into the berth, huffing as he holds you to his chassis
Starscream
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He found out your sleeping preferences by accident, and of course you were worried that he was going to be his usual sly self and use it against you
ᯓᡣ𐭩 After days of silence and no glares and whispers being thrown in your direction (well, no more than usual), you got a little confused
ᯓᡣ𐭩 The next time you two met, Starscream was who approached you. He admitted that he was having trouble recharging, hiding his suggestion for you two to share a berth under claims of it being 'practical'
ᯓᡣ𐭩 You finally interrupted his rambling, accepting his idea. Though he was a little awkward about it at first, he recharged better than he had in months in your arms
Soundwave
ᯓᡣ𐭩 As expected, he doesn't comment on it much. He'll hand you a comfort object if you misplace yours, and keeps the ones you have under his watch to ensure their safety
ᯓᡣ𐭩 You actually end up falling asleep on him one night, clinging to his form having lulled you to sleep, and Soundwave remained unmoving
ᯓᡣ𐭩 You tried ti apologize the next day, but Soundwave didn't seem bothered in the slightest. From then on, whenever he'd see you were tired, he'd offer himself for you to lie on
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He puts aside the annoyance in his processor whenever hearing other Decepticons comment on it, instead focusing on your form against his to keep calm
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Megatron: SHUT UP! I swear to fucken God I'm going to kill the next person I fucking see
y/n: Hello
Megatron: oh hiii oh my God hi
y/n: I wish you well..
wheel jack: I wish you well.....IN HELL AHAHAHAHA Burn in hell
random kid: she called me the b word.
Miko: Motherfucker doesn't start with a B
y/n: *sneezes*
knockout: hey y/n sneezes like a girl.
y/n: and how about I pound you like boy that didn't come out right
y/n: you want to make love?....
*everyone looks at them*
y/n: do we even have the ingrediants for that?
here is part two since y'all liked the first one :D
Thank you for liking the first one
#tfp knockout#tfp wheeljack#tfp megatron#tfp miko#tfp x reader#tfp x y/n#y/n#x reader#x y/n#1moon-lavender#part two
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hii! (this is my 1st time doing this so idk how it goes-) but can i ask for anything with g1 soundwave? could be a lil kiss, a huggie, sitting on his hand/shoulder, or even chilling inside his cassette player. thanks and happy birthday again!
Ravage the best to cuddle with! But unfortunately that make’s frenzy and rumble jealous, luckily soundwave is there to calm things down
(Sorry this took so long thank u for the bday wishes!)
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Hey guys, I know it’s been a long,long time since I’ve uploaded, I kinda got lost with everything around me but I’m feeling loads of better and stories are coming soon! ✨✌️ Accept these quick sketches of (Y/n) with a few transformers prime characters of what their children would look like!
#transformers#transformers x reader#tfp#transformers prime#tfp ratchet#tfp wheeljack#tfp ultra magnus#tfp knockout#tfp megatron#transformers oc#cybertronian (y/n)#ratchet#wheeljack#ultra magnus#knockout#megatron
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this was so lazily put together, trust👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
but i couldnt get the damn song out my head. blurred lines or sumn
#rubydoodles#rubyanimations#animation#maccadams#maccadam#transformers#transformers prime#tfp#optimus prime#tfp optimus prime#tfp optimus#human x transformer#optimus x human#optimus prime x reader#x y/n#im...#im not adding more to this😭😭#this is me getting it out of my systemmmmfkeshfkSWfhEdf
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HIII, I LOVE YOUR WRITING SM, ITS SRSLY SO SCRUMPTIOUS? <333
I wanted to request bumblebee/ratchet/knockout/ megatron headcanons of them finding reader working on a lot of figurines and their vehicle models. I want to see how the bots would react? (Esp ratchet, I love that grumpy old man sm)
Message - DUDE JBVPAVHUBSVO! I wish I could write more, but this is all I could think of. Also awe thanks! Don't make me blush :3
Bumblebee/Knockout/Ratchet/Megatron x Reader Headcanons
Summary - Human makes their Cybertronians friend a figurine of their alt mode. All their reactions to you making them the cutest thing ever.
Warning - Cute
Bumblebee
When he finds your little workshop, watching you making a polished figurine of his car, he was fully supportive of it. He loved everything that you did and every time he saw you making your projects, Bee stays around and observes how you make the details. There is a cute joke you guys do by telling him to "freeze!!!" when he is in his alt mode. You take pictures of what he looks like to help yourself have references. Bumblebee would try so hard not to make any sound while you work, but if you ask him if he likes it…you would get loud excited beeping about how beautiful you made him. The fact he would keep every single one of them will show you how much he appreciates them. If someone told you that the figurines suck, Bumblebee would go wild and make sure that person never comes close to you again. It's funny how mad he gets to protect you, but honestly its very sweet.
Knockout
Now, Knockout would be the most obnoxious person about finding out about your skill. This man would kiss and snuggle you every day for the rest of your life after he knows. Need references? Just ask him and he would stay in his alt mode for long periods of time so you can have one you could actually look at in person. Do you understand how much this guy would adore you? Do you understand how much he adores HIMSELF?! Do you remember how in the show, Starscream would brag to everyone how he was the one to kill cliffjumper? YEAH THAT'S KNOCKOUT! "Did you know I am a hired model? My body is so beautiful, a master of sculpting is using it for their art projects~" He will say it every where. Starscream being annoying? Knockout brags about being a model. Arachnid being a threatening meanie? Knockout will say you were useful for showing off his sexy body in sculptures. Megatron mad at him for having an unsuccessful mission? "Well big M, at least today I am going to outshine everyone on this ship by getting a sculpture version of me." He is weirdly supportive of it…in his own way. Knockout would cherish everything you do and even help buy you better supplies to help you improve. Everyday he would see you working on one and you would just feel a little kiss on your head to feel his loving energy.
Ratchet
"What in the Allspark are you doing? I am not someone for you to just make a replica of!" Yeah Ratchet is very much flustered about the whole thing. You making a figurine of his alt mode was adorable though, seeing a miniature him was so embarrassing. What you secretly don't know is that he put the figures up on the desk he has so he can appreciate your crafts while working. Does he wish you would just stop? Yes. Is he going to tell you? No! He would never tell you to stop doing things you like, just please stop making sculptures of him. He would try to nit pick the figurine to make you think you didn't do good and that would make you not sculpt him anymore, but when he saw how upset you got, thinking you made him look ugly…yeah he broke. Now he just blushes and says it looks good whenever you show him your finished product. Not a warm and fuzzy kind of guy, but he would secretly buy you more materials online so you could continue your dreams and passions. He understands the feeling of being good at your job, and doesn't want to ruin that for you. If he heard someone talk crap about your projects, Ratchet might get suspended for medical malpractice later.
Megatron
OF COURSE THIS EGOTISTICAL WARLORD LIKES IT! He would put the damn thing next to his throne to look at it from time to time. "Make me another or I will use you for target practice!" Anyone who says you are bad at making figurines will DIE. Don't question the decapitated body in the corner, please don't even mention it. He would title you are an architect on his ship and give you a respectable salary if you keep making him stuff. It doesn't even have to be sculptures of him. Make him a model of the ship and he would use it as a 3d blueprint whenever he wants to upgrade something on the ship. "And you see here, this is where I want the new engines to be placed." Starscream thinks this shit is stupid. Will he ever tell Megatron? FRAG NO! You are now the lord's favorite and nothing will change that. He would sit you on the arm of his throne and pet you on the top of your head. You will never leave, you will never switch sides, and you will never be killed. Oh and his threats are fake, that man secretly loves you and would never lay a finger on you. He would send a figure to Optimus as a "look at what my soldiers do for me" type shit. Bro, you could tell him that someone ruined your project and he would literally walk around the ship with you on his shoulder, asking you to point out who. Even if it was Airachnid, nah, bye Airachnid! He would not care who it was, do not ruin his pet's MASTERPIECE!
#maccadam#tfp#transformers#transformers prime#transformers x reader#transformers x y/n#transformers x human#megatron#megatron x reader#bumblebee#bumblebee x reader#ratchet#ratchet x reader#knockout#knockout x reader
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drive me crazy!
contents ౨ৎ ⋆ bumblebee x reader. fluff. ⭑ bee keeps subconsciously playing love songs on the radio the moment you get in his shotgun and can’t stop.



Bumblebee loves picking you up from campus.
You know this not because he’s ever said it, but because every time you step out of class, he’s already there, idling at the curb like he’s been waiting the whole day. Bright sunflower yellow paint gleaming in the sun, windows down just enough to look cool, and parked at the exact angle that shows off his best side.
You hop in with a smothered giggle at the sight and pat his hood everytime before you do.
And every time, a little crowd forms. Phones come out. Someone always whistles. Someone else always says something like “That Camaro suits you so much” or “Man, he’s gorgeous” and Bee, without fail, revs once. Okay, a few times. Not obnoxiously. Just proud in a cute way.
You’re pretty sure you’ve seen him tilt his mirrors to catch your reaction.
He doesn’t even try to hide it anymore.
Today, though, the ride is quiet. Strangely so.
He hasn’t blasted any music yet—not even the usual over-the-top 90s throwbacks he loves to pretend are ironic. There’s only the low hum of the A/C and the faint creak of the seatbelt as you click in.
You frown slightly, leaning back against cushy leather of the shotgun. “Bee, can you turn some music on?”
He doesn’t respond immediately. The cabin feels like it’s holding its breath.
Then, without warning, the vents shift—and heat pours in like someone just cracked open the sun.
“Bee!”
He lets out a frantic series of beeps and dials the temperature back down.
Cool air spills across your arms. You sigh in relief. Okay, something’s definitely off.
The windshield wipers suddenly kick in.
It hasn’t rained in days.
You glance over at the dash. “What is going on with you today?”
Gently, you rest your hand on the smooth surface. Pat it twice. You’ve done it before—when he’s nervous, or glitchy, or just needs reassurance. You don’t know if it actually does anything, but he always responds like it does.
“Are you okay?” you ask, softer now. “Should I call Ratchet? You’ve been weird since I got in. I can just walk—”
A rapid, indignant string of beeps cuts you off.
“Okay, okay. I won’t walk.” You grin, softening. “I’ll stay here with you.”
A couple of quick chirps follow.
Then, a pause. As if hesitating, the stereo finally crackles on.
The first song starts.
It’s something slow. Something sweet. With strings in the background and lyrics dripping like honey. The kind of song you only hear during the credits of a romcom that ends in a kiss.
A soft croon fills the car. Old, warm, unmistakable.
“Wise men say… only fools rush in…”
You blink. “Wait. Is that—Elvis?”
The song suddenly skips like it’s been snatched mid-note, and suddenly the Cardigans are playing instead, bright and pleading, “Love me, love me, say that you love me…”
You raise an eyebrow. “Bee.”
Panic. Another skip.
“Come right on me… I mean camaraderie…”
“Oh my gosh,” you giggle breathlessly, sinking back into the seat. You can’t help it. “Seriously?!”
Flustered, there’s only desperate, pleading beeps from him. Like he’s telling you it’s out of his control.
You stare at the speakers. “Are you—are you stuck on a love songs playlist right now?”
He beeps once again, defensive.
The volume lowers like he’s giving up. Or accepting his fate.
You glance over, and that’s when you notice it: the little honeypot charm hanging from his rearview mirror—the one you made him a few weeks ago, out of clay and cheap ribbon—is starting to droop. The heat from all his internal scrambling must’ve softened it.
“Bee—your charm!”
He lets out a pitiful whine.
“Don’t worry,” you laugh, reaching over to gently unhook it before it melts completely. “I’ll make you a new one. A better one.”
A chirp. The one he only makes when he’s really, really happy.
You smirk, not even bothering to hide it. “Love you too, Bee.”
Everything freezes for half a second. The lights on his dash flicker, the speakers stutter, and he lets out a high-pitched wheep! that sounds suspiciously like a system overload.
You jolt forward slightly as the car lurches.
He nearly swerves into a bush.
“Bee!!”
He rights the steering wheel, beep-beep-beeping something that sounds very much like I’m fine I’m fine I’m fine while you’re laughing so hard it makes your eyes sting.
Another beep. You okay? It’s sheepish. Embarrassed. He’s terribly endearing, and you’re weak for it.
“I’m okay.” You shake your head, still smiling as you reach over to pat the dash again. “You’re such a dork.”
His engine purrs.
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yeah...
#digital art#transformers#illustration#artists on tumblr#maccadam#transformers fanart#tfp#tfp wheeljack#tf x reader#transformers x human#transformers x reader#transformers x oc#transformers x y/n#wheeljack#im sorry im like this#digital drawing#sketchjack#art wip#light simp
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Counting Stars
Pt.2: The Wait
TFP Optimus x Female Reader
Summary: After revealing to Optimus that you are carrying his sparkling, he convinces you to stay under the Autobot care. However, after the sudden appearance of an old lover of yours, Optimus faces difficult challenges as he tries to win you back and learn how to prepare to be a father at the same time.
A/N: Lots of yearning, jealousy, delusions, craving, fluff. All that good stuff.
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Counting Stars
Pt.2: The Wait
There is a clear difference between carrying a sparkling and dying.
You weren’t sure which one you were doing.
Everyone was treating you like you were about to perish. Everyone has always been careful around you. But now they are extremely aware of you. Every step you take, breath, look, smell, nothing was too insignificant.
“You shouldn’t be carrying that.”
“Maybe you shouldn’t eat that.”
“Maybe you shouldn’t go there.”
The autobots treated you like a doll. Although the thought sounds amusing, it really wasn’t.
“I just want to go for a drive. I’ve been inside for two weeks. I need to get out.”
Bulkhead moves his helm from side to side. He was the third bot you asked about going out.
“What if we crash and you get hurt?”
You knew he was making up an excuse to not take you for a drive. Because what kind of Autobot would be such a bad driver?
“I am a human! I need the sun and see pretty things or I’ll get depressed and die!”
“Can you just watch the sun and pretty things on TV?”
Crossing your hands in front of your chest, you huff, showing your clear satisfaction.
“I am sorry (Y/N) but you are carrying the only sparkling Cybertron has seen since millennials. If you weren’t having our species’s only hope, I would be more lenient.”
Bulkhead’s voice sounds apologetic. You know that he was telling the truth. Maybe they all missed hanging out with you but couldn’t do much due to current circumstances.
“I am being serious. I need to go out.” you say looking at the bot. “I’ll seriously die.”
You were exaggerating but you didn’t know until how much you could last without going crazy.
“Well, maybe we can wait until Optimus is back and hear what he thinks.” Arcee steps in, trying to see if she could alleviate the situation. “You know, so no one wants to get in trouble.”
“Prime isn’t even around.”
A simple talk couldn’t fix everything. Although you and Optimus were in speaking terms, you wouldn’t say that things were the way they used to be. Things were still awkward and tense between the two of you.
“You need to understand him, he is also going through biological needs not seen eons ago,” Ratchet speaks up while still typing on his large computer. “He is nesting for you and the sparkling, he can’t control it and he is trusting us to keep you safe while he is away.”
“Oh so you care about his biological needs but not about mine? I see how it is.”
“It’s not that, it's just–”
Ratchet turns to look at you.
“Alright, maybe you are right.”
The medic-bot notices the color of your skin. It’s pale. Not in a natural way but in a sick-manner. Your belly has grown and you look tired. Mentally, you must be going through a lot. The weight of the survival of an entire civilization is on your shoulders and you are yet to know if the sparkling will be born healthy.
“Only for 30 minutes.”
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.
Optimus was able to satisfy his biological needs only after he found ten dandelions. It was extremely hard to bring them to base since they were delicate and were easy for its tiny petals to crumble. He had found several but would have to go back and look for more since most would lose their petals on the way.
He also found some pretty rocks. He wasn’t sure which one you would like most so he brought all of them.
“So you are here to stay with (Y/N) for the rest of the pregnancy?”
His olfactory sensors picked a familiar smell. A human one but it was none of the kids. It was a scent he wasn’t fond of. One he very much wished did not exist.
“Yes, as a Special Agent, I was assigned this duty. Which I am glad for, I want to spend time with (Y/N) as much as possible.”
Special Agent Alex. Fowler’s Co-worker and your childhood best friend.
Optimus’ sensors were on alert. All of his instincts warned him.
“Potential male threat detected. Human male may potentially steal sparkling and partner. Action Required: Keep human male away from mate.”
“May I inquire about your reasoning behind your sudden … presence without invitation?”
He didn’t waste any time as he walked towards the center of the hangar. His tall demeanor did not seem to phase the secret agent.
“Hey, Prime! Sorry for not announcing it before,” Alex waved knowing that he would get more of a reaction out of Optimus if he pretended that his hostility does not affect him. “But I am just doing my duty. (Y/N) was originally supposed to be transported to a secured area under my watch. But since that didn’t happen, I’ll be staying here.”
“(Y/N) is currently protected by five Autobots at all times. She’s safe here and does not need your guarding.”
“That may be right but (Y/N)’s child is a matter of national security. I can’t let the Autobots have complete control over humanity’s first human-alien hybrid child.”
Optimus closes his servo, fighting the urge to smash the human like a mosquito.
“My sparkling is no human experiment.”
“I am not saying it was,” Alex looks directly at Optimus’ optics. Unafraid. “What I am saying is that the child would benefit from having all the resources this world can offer. That child, no matter what it may be or look like, would be more human than Cybertronian. It will grow here. Learn our languages, history, traditions and culture.”
Alex smirks, about to deliver the final hit.
“It’s not like there’s much to learn from Cybertron after all,” he says. “I may raise that child myself.”
Everyone could hear Optimus’ gun engine turn on, about to point directly at the agent.
Until you showed up.
“Alex?”
He immediately put away his weapon, pretending that he wasn’t about to harm a certain individual. He couldn’t do it, not after seeing the smile on your face.
Not after you jumped into his arms, hugging him as he spinned you around.
“Alert. Action Required: Eliminate threat. Keep human male away from mate. Alert.”
His processor telling him commands wasn’t helping the feelings in his spark.
“You have always been beautiful but pregnancy suits you so well. It’s going to make my stay here all the more pleasant.”
Alex has always been a flirt. But you never took it seriously. At least not now. You used to love the compliments during the time of your relationship. Years ago.
“Are you staying here?”
You ask excitedly, in a desperate need of a friend your age. A human friend who would understand your need to get coffee and see the sunsets.
“Yes, you won���t have to be lonely anymore,” Alex puts a hand on your head, giving you a soft head pat. An act Optimus was never able to do casually. Putting hands on you without consent in any way did not fit right with him. “I’ll stay as long as you have me.”
“Yes! You can stay in my room!”
You seem to enjoy the affection. The agent gave you a certain warmness Optimus couldn’t give you and his processor is starting to write codes unfamiliar to him.
“I am highly against that–”
“Alright, I’ll put my things in there,” Alex’s voice was louder than Optimus’ as he was closer to you. You were too excited to pay attention to the rising anger of the bot. “But tell me, where were you? I was waiting for you and got kinda worried.”
“I’ve been inside here for two weeks and Ratchet took me for a quick drive.”
“For two weeks? That’s not healthy for you and the baby, you need to stay active and get enough sunlight.”
“That’s what I told them but they wouldn’t listen to me.”
Everyone around you noticed your evident happiness that they didn’t mind the comment. You were right, they weren’t taking your needs into consideration. It was even more evident by the sudden change of your mood.
“Well, from now on I’ll be taking care of you,” Alex moves his hand to caress your cheek. “And I’ll take you on regular drives and trips.”
“Do not touch my sparkmate–”
“Also I brought you a gift!”
He looks down at his backpack as Optimus’ voice subsides. Opening it quickly and showing the content inside it.
“My favorite chocolate!” you take the pink box from his hands. It was an expensive brand and hard to find. Not available anywhere in the city. “Thank you!
Optimus quickly thinks of the things he got you. Dandelions, flowers, rocks. Would you love them just as much? Will you jump in excitement and hug him? Will you see him as fit enough to be your provider, protector and Sparkmate?
“Analysis Complete: Human Male wishes to bond with Sparkmate and steal Sparkling. Activating Sparkmate Protection Codes. Eliminate offering. Keep Sparkmate secluded.”
It’s like he couldn’t control himself. It was fear, confusion and jealousy that overtook his processor.
Without any announcement, Optimus walks towards you and takes the chocolate box using two of his digits. You watch him with amusement, not understanding his actions. And without any previous warning, he crushes the box.
The Autobots don’t say a word, flabbergasted at their leader’s actions.
“I- I am–”
Optimus wanted to apologize but he was so surprised by his own doing that no words left his dermas.
The room is silent for a few seconds until sobbing is heard coming from you. Normally, you wouldn’t cry but your hormones have been acting differently, making you more emotionally sensitive.
You run to your room, Alex quickly follows by until the two of you disappear from the hangar.
“Sparkmate in distress. Advance with caution. In case of Sparkmate rejection, proceed to program Offline codes.”
Optimus looks at his servo. The pink chocolate box is destroyed. It was a nice gift. Delicate, gentle, genuine. And he destroyed it. All that was left was the result of his own selfish actions.
.
.
.
He didn’t know how to approach you. Nor knew if he should. His processor was begging him to go talk to you.
His pedes hang from the cliff as he sees the stars in the sky. Its a view Cybertron was unknown to. His home planet, with all of its technological advances, unique traditions and indescribable views could never have this kind of beauty. Yet, it can’t compare to the delicacy of your eyes.
Hearing heavy steps walking towards him, he knows it wasn’t you. Most of the time, he couldn’t tell when you were approaching him, your steps were too small to be heard. Either that or he would smell your scent.
“You know, the right thing to do is apologize, right?”
Arcee was not one to open up easily. That was something she had in common with Optimus.
“It would be simple if I knew she would want me to,” he responds, seeing the motorcycle sit next to him.
“... Are all male bots this stupid?”
“I believe so.”
There was silence but it wasn’t awkward. They didn’t need to talk to understand each other. Optimus is a great leader but somewhat stupid when it comes to relationships. It is of no surprise, however. Cybertronian and Human relationships are very different. Cybertron culture is more reserved, sometimes even completely political. As a species living for so long, it’s more about companionship. A long lasting friendship. Finding a Sparkmate was completely rare. Something not everyone would get to experience.
Humans however … Due to their short lifespan, they were more prone to fall in love and out of love rather fast.
“My processor has been programmed to do things I deemed as primitive for our kind,” he says. “Sometimes I can’t control it.”
“Then just tell her that,” Arceee puts a servo on his shoulder. Physical contact wasn’t common in Cybertron either. But he didn’t mind. “And apologize … a lot.”
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You started to overthink. A lot.
Optimus had feelings for you. Of that you were almost certain. You think ‘almost’ because now you weren’t so sure.
Optimus would live for many years after you are gone. Maybe one day he will finally find the one, his Sparkmate. Where would that leave your child? He has told you that he will be responsible. But is he doing it out of duty or because he has love for his sparkling? You didn’t want him to believe that he is being forced to stay.
It was a stupid thought. You knew that. But the thought still lingers in the back of your mind.
“Prime is gonna kill me whenever he finds out I took you out of the base.”
It's always nice to get out of the base during the night. Especially with someone who saw you as an individual instead of just a ‘carrier and savior of an advanced robot race.’ He also drives nicely, not too fast, not too slow. Alex used to be a mechanic, his love for cars was always evident. Even as he drives, you can tell that this is all he ever wanted to do.
“You know he won’t even kill a fly.”
“Yeah and that’s why it’s so fun to tease him.”
Alex tried to diminish the tension of the previous situation. He didn’t know why Optimus did what he did. But he feels a bit guilty for teasing Optimus as much. Maybe if he hadn't pushed him to his limits, he wouldn't have done such ugly act.
“Can we go to the beach?”
You ask randomly.
Alex smiles.
“Sure.”
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When Ratchet informed him that you had gone on a night drive with Alex, he immediately went to your room.
Why?
It was something even he couldn’t understand.
He knew he wasn’t going to find you there.
Yet, his processor couldn’t understand how you weren’t here. He needs you. Now. His every circuit aching at the thought of you leaving his side. Carrying his sparkling and with a male who had successfully stolen you from his servos even if it's just for one night.
He can still smell your scent in your room. Even after he had mass-shifted to enter, the room was still too small for him. He touched the bedsheets and began to miss the moments he has shared with you before in it.
Where are you?
He needs you now. He needs to hold you, to know that you are safe. To express how much he adores you and the sparkling.
“Sparkmate Status: Missing. Sparkling Status: Missing. Safety Status: Unknown. If Unable To Locate, Proceed With Solitude Activation Codes.”
He used his Comm-Link to call your cell phone. But nothing. He tried again. Nothing.
It wasn’t until the 30th time that he understood … You didn’t want to be with him.
You didn’t want him.
You didn’t want him.
You didn’t want him.
His servos tremble.
Optics feel heavy. It’s strange. Having blue liquid come out of his eyes. He had cried before. For different reasons. This was pain, in its purest form. In a way words can’t describe. Proof of it were his subsided pleas of air as he had forgotten how to breathe, something he didn’t know he could do until he saw you.
His spark aches. It hurts. Everything.
Everything … His everything is gone.
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It was about a 10 hour drive.
Watching the sunrise was always a beautiful experience. Feeling the warm sunlight touch your skin energizes you. It made you forget the previous negative emotions and you began to have this strange yearning.
For Optimus.
You wanted to be with him. Wishing he could be here with you along with your unborn child.
Maybe he had over reacted but knowing Optimus he probably has a good reason for destroying the chocolate box. Was he taking care of your weight? What if chocolate is toxic for sparklings? You wanted to talk to him and make things better–
Oh.
You were right. You do need the sun.
“Let’s build a sandcastle.”
Alex could sometimes be like a child, which was fun. There was never a boring moment with him.
“Let’s build an Autobot, instead!”
You let yourself touch the sand and immediately feel something moving inside you. It feels strange. It doesn’t hurt but feels very uncanny. Nonetheless, you smile as you put your hands in your belly. Your sparkling may be more human than you think, also enjoying the activity and fresh air.
“Do you think will look like his father?”
You ask Alex as he tries to make a small square with his hands, using water from a water bottle.
He looks at you and then down at his little project.
“If the child were to live on Cybertron then I would prefer for them to look like Optimus,” he says, trying to think of a delicate way to tell you his opinion. “But since they will be living on Earth, then I genuinely hope they look more human.”
You know you will love the child no matter what. But Alex had a point. What kind of life will the child live if he is too different? Humans can be cruel, especially to those who are different.
“If something happens to me … will you take care of them?”
He lets out a heavy sigh and looks at you again. His mood had been ruined but it was a question you were meaning to ask.
“You know childbirth is difficult as it is and well, I am assuming giving birth to the first Human-Cybertronian child would be even more so.”
“You know we’ll have the best doctors in the world for that day,” Alex starts to mold more rectangular boxes as he stacks them up. Meanwhile you have started working on the head. “And if anyone can come out alive out of that it's you.”
He makes a pause and a small laugh escapes from his lips.
“Besides, didn’t you fuck a 20 feet tall alien robot? You did that and came out fine. Childbirth should be a piece of cake.”
Without any notice, Alex’s mouth is filled with sand. You had thrown him a sand-ball and he started spitting it out and washing his mouth with the remaining water.
“Hey! It's true!”
“Yes but you didn’t have to say it like that!”
“I don’t blame you, if Arcee would give me the chance, I would hit too–”
You throw more sand at him and he also retaliates. A sandy-battle unleashed as the wind was in your favor. Alex was gentle enough to only attack you below or above your belly. His ‘projectiles’ are extremely small compared to yours and between giggles and laughs, the battle continues until both of your hairs and clothes are covered with sand.
And then, Alex’s phone begins to ring.
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“Where is he?”
The sun is still rising. The groundbridge could not stop time. But the time in California and Nevada were the same.
You run towards Ratchet who is still by the groundbrige system, Alex close by.
“At the top, he is doing better now that I told him you were returning but …” The autobot medic pauses, not finding the right words to describe the situation. “I think you should go and see for yourself.”
You didn’t hesitate and made your way towards the rooftop. Of course, you didn’t run but you moved as fast as your pregnant body could.
It was a good workout, you were losing your breath as you made your way to the elevator. If you had been in better shape, you would have taken the stairs.
As you wait to arrive at the top, you could hear the beats of your heart palpitating against your chest. Overthinking is a talent of yours. Many stupid thoughts crossed your head. Thinking that Optimus was too angry at you for leaving the base without permission. You were ready to accept your punishment, whatever that may be.
Instead, as you arrive at the top of the cliff, there are more questions than answers.
You find big rocks, with a weight of more than a ton. Two rocks standing vertically and one on top of the two laying horizontally. Like a small house made out of giant rocks, enough space for a single Cybertronian. One that is around 20 feet tall, blue and red that turns into a truck.
Optimus is there but he is too busy spraying dandelions around his small house that he didn’t notice your presence.
It wasn’t until he turned around that his optics shine in excitement. He almost runs towards but reminds himself to be gentle. Reaching out a servo, you expected him to hold you but he doesn’t he pulls away, using all of his strength to restrain himself.
“I am glad to see you are safe.”
He says in a soft voice, the relief in his voice is evident and you feel the need to jump into his servos and be embraced by him. But just like him, you stopped yourself from doing so.
“I am glad you are safe too,” you tilted your body a little, your attention directed to the rocks behind. “Ratchet said you were acting … strange.”
Optimus also takes a look at his creation. He wished he could do better but its the best he could do with his limited resources.
“Yes, you could say so.”
“May I ask, what is going on?”
He has been meaning to tell you but he doesn't know without getting nervous. He didn’t know how you would react. Will you think of him as weird? Disgusting even? But he can’t run away any longer. You are the sword and he is against a dead end with the only option being moving forward.
“Cybertron hasn’t had a sparkling in milenia so to ensure its safety, my processor activated primal codes,” Optimus says. “It makes me do things that may be antiquated.”
Not understanding fully, but if you had to come to a conclusion, Optimus may be going through something similar to animal mating rituals. Which is not so far fetched since Cybertron used to have Predacons before Cybertronians appeared.
“Is that why you destroyed my chocolate box?”
“Due that we haven’t concluded the Conjunx Ritus, my processor doesn’t consider you as my Conjunx Endura yet, although I consider you my Sparkmate” Optimus blinks multiple times as he only does when he is nervous. “I identified Special Agent Alex’s actions as threatening to steal you and my sparkling.”
“Me?”
“Yes, although those reasons are more … intimate ones.”
Your heart beats faster as the sunlight reflects on his paint-job. He looks beautiful. You once again remember how incredible and extraordinary of an individual he is. There is no one like him in the entire universe and never will. You feel delighted to know that you are in his presence, being able to admire a side not one has seen yet.
“Oh,” you look away after realizing you had been staring at him for too long. “And that?”
You point at the rock structure and Optimus optics quickly follow.
“After you left, I went to look for you at your private quarters,” he kept looking at the rocks and you wonder the struggles he had to go through to carry them to the top. “Not seeing you there activated my Solitude Codes.”
He walks towards the rocks, there are a lot of dandelions. Some of them died. Others are alive. There is some sort of yearning in his optics as if he belongs there. Its a sorrowful yearning, as if he was made to do something that he wishes to not do. Yet, he knows he would be skillful at it.
“I felt the need to build this.”
“And do what?”
You ask, not wanting to walk closer as you thought that maybe you would be overstepping his boundaries.
“Wait,” he answers.
His back faces you. Not being able to see his faceplate, you can only tell how he feels based on his voice box’s tone. He just stands there, looking down.
“For what?”
“For you to come back.”
He answers so longingly that it makes you almost shed a tear. For a moment, time stops. There is no wind, no sound, no scent, nothing. But just him. As if your entire world had become just him.
“... And if I didn’t come back?”
He slowly turns to look at you. A soft smile, of love. There wasn’t any desire in it. It was pure. Genuine. As he is in love with your soul and wishes to spend eternity with the thought of you. With your existence, whatever that was. To be one until the heavens and the earth collide.
“I would wait until you do.”
And for a second, the Prime no longer was. But just a spark. In his purest form. His faceplates open, he wants to say something but it's lost in words. He had given up so easily. Realizing that he has yet to find the right words to express his love for you. A love so vast that not even the best poets or writers could ever put into paper.
If he could go back in time and stop himself from becoming a Prime, he would. Because being an archivist would have made him more eloquent, maybe then, he could describe to you a small fraction of his endless adoration.
“Prime–”
“Guys!” Alex came out of the elevator, screaming and ruining the moment. “Sorry to interrupt but we have a message coming from Megatron!”
He tilts his head outside the elevator, blue eyes staring at the two of you. Noticing that he interrupted a romantic scenario, he just pointed a finger at the two of you.
“Prime we need you, please make-out quickly!”
And with that, Alex leaves as soon as he appeared.
“Well, now that you are here, I won’t be using this,” Optimus walks towards you and bends down on one knee. He is still too tall but you appreciate that he tries to see you faceplate to face. Using a servo, he caresses your hair and your soft skin. With so much adoration and devotion.
“I don’t have much time but I realized I haven’t thank you yet for carrying my Sparkling.”
He wants to hold you. Craving it. He wishes he could have time to tell you more. To whisper in your ears sweet things. To read to you the most lovely of poems. To just rot in a bed, indulging in nothing but love.
But he can’t. Not now.
“Creating a new life with you has been the greatest honor of my life.”
He stands up, walks past you. Leaving you at a shock, at a state of awe.
“Now, let us go,” he says. “Some things can’t wait.”
He'll wait until you call him by his first name again.
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A/N: It was fun to write this. Optimus panicking and not understanding the changes he is going through. I think on this he has accepted that he may not win you back but that won't stop him from loving you and his sparkling. Meanwhile you are falling for him all over again.
I wrote this because y'all liked the concept for Counting Stars and supported it a lot! So thank you everyone so much for the support.
This was a one shot and I continued it because there was lots of love but I don't have a certain story-line. To be honest I don't know how to continue it.
For the next chapter (if there is one) I was thinking that Megatron accidentally sends Reader to the Dark Dimension where Reader meets Nemesis Prime. In this dimension, Optimus loses Reader and his Sparkling, transforming him into an evil being.
Meanwhile in Reader's dimension, Optimus is losing it. Slowly spiraling into madness at the thought of never seeing Reader and his Sparkling again. Destroying everything on sight, the Autobots fight to keep Optimus at bay.
The plot would end with Optimus and Nemesis fighting to see who would keep Reader.
That storyline would take around 2-3 chapters and it would conclude this story.
But that is just a thought, I still don't if I'll continue this since I really need to focus on writing the next chapter for 'The Darkest Hour'
And I am currently working on a oneshot bayverse Optimus fic too so please look forward to it!
Again thank you for reading and sorry for any spelling and grammar mistakes.
See You in the next story!
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SICK CARE ☀︎︎
[TFP] Megatron/Human!Reader
[⚠︎]: Isolated fever

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Megatron's claws tap impatiently on the armrest of his throne, his optics occasionally turning to your tiny figure in the corner of the room, right next to his recharge berth.
Small, vulnerable, and sweaty. Even from a distance, his sensors could tell that your temperature was high.
You were too far away from him for his liking.
Knockout had said you were sick, according to his brief investigation under Megatron's 'pressure' (threat). He said it was common in humans and not dangerous.
He simply ordered rest and wait.
But Megatron wasn't going to wait.
"Soundwave, report," he growled, claw on his communicator. The response took no more than a click to arrive. He still hadn't gotten anything.
The news frustrated him, but he didn't bother to say anything to his third in command. He trusted that Soundwave was doing everything possible to get the so-called 'medicines' that would speed up your recovery.
He took the time to investigate himself, of course.
"Hm." He gave you another look. You were trembling, muttering things in your sleep. Nightmares, as humans called them?
Finally, he decided to go for you. It took only a few long strides for his claws to gently wrap around you, carrying the sheets that enveloped you along with you.
He laid you down with a gentleness uncharacteristic of him on the left armrest of his throne. "Megatron...?"
Your murmur is weak, tired, and somewhat confused. "Do not waste your energy, weak little human."
You stir, rubbing your face against the sheets to wake yourself up completely. "I don't think I can sleep anymore... I wasn't resting well anyway."
You sit up for a moment, then cover yourself again with the sheets, lying on your back. Your eyes are hot, heavy, and teary.
"Megatron..." You almost sob, too sensitive, too weak. He didn't respond, processing your tone, his spark reacting. "I'm boiling."
"Is that all it takes to make you cry, pathetic human?" He growls with false sarcasm, bringing one of his claws to your cheeks. You cling to him, pressing your hot skin against the cold metal.
He picks you up, carrying you like a piece of glass to his chest. "So weak, a species like yours should not even exist."
You don't respond, finding relief in his cold structure.
"Without a sense of danger, it seems. Fragile and ridiculous. You humans are only good for what you are." He lifted your chin with a gentleness that contrasted with his words. "A pet."
You barely have the energy to sneer. "Liar."
"You dare?"
"I'm hungry," you murmur.
"Huh? So what?"
At his response, you growl pitifully, hugging his badge.
"If you are going to beg, you will have to say it with words, little one."
But you refuse, and the silence stretches on for several minutes.
Until he gives in and a small grape stuck in his claw hits your lips, those fresh grapes he always had for you in case you wanted something. You receive it happily without saying anything, not wanting to provoke him more than necessary.
It doesn't satisfy you, but you still rest your head against him to rest, letting out a heavy, hot sigh.
His presence comforts you a little.
He likes yours too.
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HIHIHIHIHHII I LOVE YOUR WORK!!!
Can I request TFP Megatron and a femme autobot reader who’s super duper sweet and literally the complete opposite of him. He secretly loves her dearly because they knew each other back on cybertron before he even became Megatron. She’s also maybe stronger than him (bc we love strong women) 😋
TYSM!!!🫶🫶
☆ Contrasting Clashing — TFP Megatron x Fem Autobot Reader ☆
Genre: Fluff || she/her pronouns for reader || No warnings needed

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ᯓᡣ𐭩 Megatron always claimed to his Decepticon allies that you were just as much an enemy as any other, that you were a scraplet in his side and someone he wanted to annihilate just as much as any other Autobot
ᯓᡣ𐭩 The truth was a lot more complicated than he always claimed it to be. He couldn't keep you out of his processor, your faceplates deeply familiar. He remembered every smile you gave him, present and past. To be back now, of all times, must've been a punishment from Unicron himself
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He stayed focused on hating you, trying to see you like another faceless Autobot. He'd see you before fights chatting with your fellow soldiers, and his spark would get an uncomfortable wrench knowing those grins were no longer for him
ᯓᡣ𐭩 One of the first things that solidified your spot in his processor was how you bested him in battle. He wasn't anything close to happy about losing, but your sheer strength was something he'd always found attractive. Someone who could make him feel like he had a fair match frustrated and delighted him
ᯓᡣ𐭩 You could've sworn there were moments in battle where he was holding back. Where he'd miss a shot that should've been easy for him, or the Decepticons deflected away from you under his command. You felt bewildered, yet oddly curious. What were his intentions here? Why did it almost feel like he was looking out for you?
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Deep down, Megatron hated how he couldn't stand to see you hurt. He loathed how the smile leaving your faceplates hurt him as well, and what he hated the most was he felt anguish when hearing that his armies had been what did it to you
ᯓᡣ𐭩 As a show of good will, you once lifted Megatron with great ease when he got heavy injuries during a battle. Megatron felt his faceplates heat up embarrassingly quick, and he scrambled to try and say he was fine, but you at least got him somewhere safe first
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Decepticons of course also got curious after a time, subtly inquiring what their boss was thinking when matching against you so often. Megatron would assure them that it was all a part of his plan, but really he just wanted any excuse to be close to you again
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Can I please see yn jumping transformers prime megatron
I'm really sorry this took so long to answer + disappointing! I'm not familiar with drawing full body tfp so I came back with a doodle, I'm so sorry!!
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If you don't mind, can we have some Tfp Starscream x reader art?
I think he secretly likes your compliment
(This is also my first time drawing him so sorry if he looks off😭)
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Ravage + Bonus art; Bumblebee n Cliffjumper
@jammertrax, 2025.
#ravage#autobots#robot#robot art#robotics#robots#tf one#tfp#transformers#robot oc#maccadam#macadam#soundwave#soundwave x reader#transformer#furry#furry art#kitty#cute cats#gen one#artists on tumblr#decepticons#dinosaur#furry fandom#transformers x reader#transformers x human#transformers x y/n#transformers x oc#i don’t like this
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Bestie, hear me out - imagine the roles getting reversed when the bot gets shrunk down. Like, they tiny, and now their the one on the receiving end, struggling to take human fingers and withering when their getting eaten out. That would be TRIP- doing the things ya robot so/ has done to you and knowing they are loving it.
I would love to hear a one-shot of this idea or a few character drabbles on who strikes your fancy.
Message - I needed to do this with multiple mechs, so of course I did this in segments! Its hilarious to see what would happen if this did happen, so I really enjoyed writing this one.
Tiny Ultra Magnus, Optimus, Soundwave, and Shockwave x Human Reader NSFW
Summary - Headcanons of you finally being the top after mass displacement went hay wire on the Cybertronians.
Warning - NSFW
Ultra Magnus When the mass displacement went horribly wrong, Magnus' height changed to 6 ft. It was crazy, seeing him so tiny. You helped him the best you can to settle himself and how to get him less angry about the situation…having an idea how to relieve his stress. Magnus has never done anything so vulgar before, the way you sucked his spike and slammed fingers inside of his valve was…addicting. He would drool just a little out of his mouth, wanting nothing more but your soft touch. Magnus tries to stay professional outside of interfacing, but watching you smirk and go on his side of his small desk gives him butterflies. Picking him up and putting him on the wooden desk makes him gasp and scold you for straining your muscles, but he will shut up after a few dry humps to his crotch plating. Multiple times, Magnus tries to threaten a write up whenever you bite him somewhere, but you know he would never. He is nervous about anyone seeing him all bitten and so vulnerable, but holy crap does he like it.
Optimus Oh boy, does he want to hide himself for the remainder of him being small. This is so embarrassing, the Prime chooses you to help him out. The only reason he would ever be this way again is if he needed to reduce consuming energon. The sheer audacity you had to coax him out and have fun with him. pressing his body against the wall and groping his aft is something he never thought he would beg for you to do after the first time. Making him into a moaning mess is not hard at all, you want the list? Licking his neck, kneeing his crotch plate, playing with his valve or even just kissing his spike. Optimus always has his beautiful optics on you, watching with tears in his eyes while you finger his valve, now understanding the pleasure you feel when you interface with him. The delight you felt when he came up to you in secret and asked if you could "help" him with something. "C-can you help me? I have this…itch that maybe you can fix?"
Soundwave Of course the mass displace gun breaks after testing it on the SECOND IN COMMAND! Honestly he thinks this is a good way for the Autobots to not see him whenever he needs to spy on them. Being around your height though is interesting to him, looking at your details up close. Interfacing was actually harder for Soundwave, now that he is small. Knowing you are able to touch and toy with him with your human strength is making him realize how sensitive he really was. The touch starve in him never wants to leave his room or have you let go of him. His favorite thing is to finally put his entire spike inside you, but now you are able to toy with his valve and it is crazy the things humans can do to him. Fingering Soundwave is something that was not on your bucket list, but honestly it was fun. He short circuits a lot whenever he feels you, wanting your fingers in him even more. Jacking him off is also something he is a fan of you doing…but he never knew you were the devilish type. You do it in spaces where anyone could walk in and see y'all, letting him know that he is at his weakest when he is will his Conjunx.
Shockwave Honestly, he did this on purpose for testing. He wanted to see why humans call life so beautiful, even if you were this small. Boy did he regret doing this though, he hates you being top…at least that is what he tries to convince you. You can now massage/grope his chassis and aft, kissing him where he hasn't been touched before. Sucking his spike or eating his valve is an experience he never thought would be on top of his list. Moving with you in darker, private spaces helps him experiment with toys you pick out or figure out how it really feels to cum multiple times a night. You drain Shockwave, mentally and physically. It is only a matter of time before Megatron finds Shockwave, but for now he enjoys everything you do to him. This is the mech that could go all day and night just playing with you and finding out new positions. Sometimes it is funny, watching him understand what a strap-on is, but it's also nice to actually see him enjoy himself and snuggle up to you whenever its all done. Yes he has the cure to make him bigger again…but he figured out why humans call life beautiful, he can now get his valve mutilated by a high vibrating vibrator!
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TFP: THE CHILD OF ORDER
Long ago, when the Thirteen original primes defeated the evil god known as UNICRON the chaos bringer. Life on Cybertron began to thrive, with the Thirteenth as its protectors.
But even after the successful defeat of the evil deity. New conflict occurred, as new and more dangerous threats arose. The Thirteenth then realized that their time as Cybertron’s protectors was limited. As they knew they would not always be there to protect and watch over it.
And so, a powerful creation was made to be Cybertron’s hidden hope.
With the Allspark’s aide, the Thirteen primes sacrificed a piece of their own sparks, their power, their essence, to create the most powerful being imaginable.
A being whose sole purpose was to ensure that no threat would harm Cybertron or its people.
The child of order…
‘F! Y/n’
CREATION AND ORDER INCARNATE.
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