#tfp x you

[erinawritesheadcanons2]

How would starscream,knockout, and sounwave dealing with a yandere female decepticon follow them around and stalking them

~☠ Starscream, Knockout, and Soundwave with a Yandere S/O Who Likes To Stalking and Following Them Around ☠~

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A/N: Hello there Anon! Thank you for the request, gosh. This one is quite difficult but I will try my best to write it down please don't be a Yandere in a real life because it's very harmful to your S/O, friends, family, or your partner. Also, I want to make this post gender friendly to every gender people out there so I hope you do not mind if I don't write just female S/O.

Warning: Yandere Tendencies, profanities and violence.

Gender: Neutral

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Starscream - Decepticon

I'm very sorry to sound a bit Ironic but Starscream find it a little bit creepy that you are following him around and looking up his biography despite he does stalk Autobots when he got kicked out by Megatron.

He does find it hot if you had to kill someone to protect him or when you are getting jealous. Especially if you get all Yandere on Airachnid because he despise that spider girl a lot.

Sometimes would ask you to stop being creepy like "Ughhh, could you just stop following me around or stalking me? I'm busy," while working on his data.

Starscreams does know that you are willing to do anything so he would use your killing service so if someone are on your way. He would sweetly say "My dear (Y/N). Would you be kind enough to kill someone for me?" with a golden plate smile.

Starscream also adores that you would be willing enough to be sweet and caring to him. He would also use that side of you if he's injured as he told you who hurt him.

As you kill those who hurt him. He would just gonna watch you from far with a smirk on his face as if he just watch an action or thriller movie.

He does get annoyed that you had just stand there shyly instead of trying to talk to him. He does genuinely wants to talk with you so you don't need to follow him around because he's genuinely an EXTROVERT.

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Behind the automatic door, a certain bots with (Paint job Colour/Skin Colour) standing there and watching her/his/their crush. (Y/N) pulse quickens with every glance she/he/they steal, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. And you can't help but imagine what it would be like to step out from your hiding spot and finally engage in a conversation with Starscream.

The decepticon indeed hear the sound of small clicks that (Y/N) made but not stepping inside of the hallway. The poor bot just standing there behind the door, staring at him from far away instead of trying to talk to him. Even he realizes that (Y/N) would follow him secretly from far. Afterall, he's not deaf, he has a great hearings.

A flicker of impatience dancing across his features. He's well aware of (Y/N)'s presence, the way (Y/N) always seem to be around when he's nearby. While Starscream finds it intriguing that (Y/N) is interested in him, he's growing frustrated by their shyness that renders them utterly speechless in his presence. He wants to engage in a conversation, to hear their/her/his voice, to understand what's behind those bashful optics.

Starscream mutters under his breath, a mix of exasperation and determination in his tone. "If only (Y/N) could muster the courage to speak to me," he grumbles quietly to himself. He paces a few steps, optics narrowing in thought. Then, a spark of inspiration lights up his scheming mind. An almost mischievous grin tugs at the corner of his lips as he hatches a plan. Starscream's crimson gaze fixates on (Y/N)'s hiding spot behind the automatic door.

Starscream's voice takes on a dramatic tone, laden with a hint of desperation. "Oh, if only there were someone out there who had the intellect and willingness to assist me with this data. It need to be given by Lord Megatron today," he sighs. Little does he know, you had been listening all along.

With a quiet exhale, you step out from your hiding spot as you feel your body shakin. Not hearing Starscream whispers to himself 'works like a charm'. (Y/N)'s shy demeanor still evident, yet there's some determination in her/his/their voice. "I... I might be able to help you with that data," they/she/he venture, voice timid but earnest.

Starscream's optics narrow, studying them for a moment before a smug smile tugs at his lips. It seems his subtle ploy has worked, coaxing (Y/N) out of hiding. Starscream's commanding presence asserts itself as he raises a hand, gesturing for (Y/N) to come closer. His optics lock onto theirs, a mix of authority and curiosity in his gaze. "Come here, my dear. Would you be willing to lend your expertise and take the reins on this data?"

(Y/N) was a little bit hesitant but nod in response to his question. "Yes, Starscream, I can certainly give it a try," you agreed. You can't help but feel a secret thrill at the endearment he uses, the word "dear" echoing in your mind, even if it was just a casual part of his speech.

A subtle smirk curls at the corner of Starscream's lips as he observes Y/N's response. While his outer demeanor remains composed, inwardly he's pleased to see them stepping up to the task. While he appreciates Y/N's assistance, a darker thought forms within him. He ponders whether they might be willing to go even further to ensure his success by killing Airachnid.

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Knockout - Decepticon

Another Ironic character who is low-key scared of Yandere S/O which is Knokout but also low-key finds it hot that you are willing to kill anyone who tries to steal him away from you.

He is also kind of scared that if you are willing to hurt him just because he made you upset so he would try to give you many energon cubes to calm you down if he ever made you upset with his words.

Just like a star scream. He does use your killing service if someone or the Autobot made him upset by scratching his paint job. Or those insecticons scratch his paint job.

He does like it when you are being attentive and sweet around him because he knows that you are willing to help him fix his paint job or help him around with his labs.

Unlike Starscream, he does not mind when you are being shy around him but he just that you just don't hide and follow him even though he's aware you are there. he prefers if you are there and watch him instead of hiding because he does feel it's a bit creepy.

Just like Starscream, he wishes that at least instead of hiding and following you anywhere. You had the guts to talk to him but he won't force you like Starscream does so he would wait for you.

Sometimes would tease you when he is aware that you are following as he pretends that he doesn't notice you "Why, my dear. Why does it feel like the temperature of the room getting hotter? Is there someone in here~" as he knows you are there.

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Knockout usually a pristine finish had been his pride and joy, a reflection of his meticulous self-care. But today after what happened to him when there were the Autobots. There were many Scratches on his paint job. His vents puff with annoyance as he was sitting in his clinical room and buffing his paint job. "Those damn Autobots, they are ruining my perfect paint job."

"Primus-darned scraplets, can't trust anyone around here," he grumbles, his voice dripping with exasperation. His vents hiss angrily. He could still remember when he saw his reflection in the train's mirror. Scratches were everywhere as he screams in misery. Realizing he looks horrible.

What Knockout did not realize that someone has been listening to him ranting about the Autobots had ruined his looks. Hidden behind the automatic door, (Y/N) listens with a mixture of surprise and amusement as Knockout's colourful curses fill the air. You can't help but stifle a small chuckle at his reaction.

(Y/N) curiosity piqued, she/he/they peer through a small gap, watching as Knockout meticulously buffs his paint job. "Perhaps it's time I have a proper conversation with Arcee and Bumblebee," (Y/N) muses quietly to themselves. They take a step back, leaving their hiding spot behind the automatic door and considering how to approach the situation.

As (Y/N) strutted along the hallway and travelled into the main hall of the Nemesis. (Y/N) cross the threshold, feeling the familiar sensation of being pulled through space and time. The world shifts around them, and suddenly, they find themselves standing in the vast expanse of the Nevada desert. The sun casts a warm golden glow over the arid landscape.

(Y/N) seamlessly shifts into their alternate form, a sleek and powerful Jet. Her/his/their mechanical whirring and shifting of parts blend harmoniously as they complete their transformation. The wind rushes past them as they soar over dunes and navigate rocky outcrops, their sensors scanning for any signs of the Autobots, especially Bumblebee or Arcee.

(Y/N) internal systems emit a soft beeping sound. Their onboard GPS system flashes to two familiar signals, projecting a holographic interface in front of her/him/them. A bright red dot blinks on the display, indicating the location of Arcee and Bumblebee. The signal is strong and clear, guiding them towards their destination.

(Y/N) accelerates even further, the engines humming with a loud roar as you have gotten faster than before. The red dot on the display draws closer with each passing moment, fueling their anticipation to finally meet those two Autobots that made Knockout whine for the whole day after his mission.

Arcee's sleek motorcycle form and Bumblebee's compact car form come into view. With a rush of emotions, (Y/N) readies themselves/herself/himself for the moment by shifting their/her/his jet form into your real form. Seeing you, Arcee and BUmblebee were quite surprised as they immediately transform to face you. "Good job you two, for causing Knockout to whine the whole day. And here's the prize for you~" (Y/N) chirps as their/her/his servo shifted into her gun.

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Soundwave - Decepticon

Unlike Starscream and Knockout. He is not as manipulative and toxic as them when he uses their Yandere S/O. He does not like using other bots service and he is independent.

He doesn't really find it creepy either when he found out that you follow him secretly. After all, he could see everything through the security camera of the Nemesis.

Soundwave do find it a bit confusing when he found out about it. He did not say it out loud or show it through his visor. But he could sense that you are there and staring at him while he is working.

Don't touch him though because if you catch the scene of him versus Airachnid. We know he always has his guards one hundred per cent up

He does find it cute each time he goes into his berth room. He found an energon cube that you brought for him as if you remind him to rest and eat well.

Also finds it cute that you are shy around him although he does not admit it since we know he cannot talk and has a visor on his face. Although it is going to be awkward if you try to talk to him because we know he does not speak and only speaks using voice recording.

Unlike Starscream and Knockout again. If you try to kill anyone except Autobot. He would stop you and reprimand you with the voice recording as he held you with his tendrils

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In the dimly lit nemesis main hallway of the ship, the soft glow of holographic displays illuminates his form. His tall and stoic frame engrossed in his work. His mechanical digits dance deftly over the keypad, producing a rhythmic symphony of clicks and soft hums as he types down lines of code and inputs data with precision.

The monitors display intricate diagrams, encrypted transmissions, and complex algorithms. Soundwave-hidden optics underneath his visor remains focused on the screen, his expressions hidden behind his emotionless visage. The complex symphony of keystrokes under Soundwave's adept fingers is in service of a directive issued by none other than Lord Megatron himself.

The data itself was about the whereabouts of Energon on the earth and picking on the signals through the screen. Not wanting to anger the lord of the Decepticon, he had to be focused on every signal and careful with picking them or Megatron is going to be really angry. At least, among Decepticons that he is the only one who is capable of everything.

In the shadows, (Y/N) remains concealed in the darkness through her/his/their hiding spot. A pang of sympathy and concern tugs at your core. The relentless rhythm of his work is evident, and it's clear that he has been engrossed in his duties for an extended period without any break.

As the silence lingers, (Y/N)'s thoughts turn to whether there might be a way to help Soundwave to ease his burden. (Y/N)'s mind begins to formulate a plan. They realize that even the most dedicated Decepticon needs moments of rest. You decided by showing him support in a small but meaningful way.

The (Paint job colour) Decepticons slip away from the hall of the Nemesis ship. Strutting along the hallway and going down with the lift, going down into the energon storage room where there are millions of them. It cannot be wrong if you just take one of them, no one is going to notice, right? Taking one of them in your room, you began to leave the storage room and came back to the second floor of the Nemesis ship.

(Y/N) slips away and makes their way to his quarters. The cube in their servo, they enter the room with a quiet reverence, not wanting to disturb the vehicons or anyone. (Y/N) also did not want to alarm Soundwave either. Placing the Energon cube on a nearby surface, (Y/N) leaves it as a silent reminder, an unspoken encouragement for Soundwave to take a moment and replenish his energy.

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Despite standing tall and his chest still puffs up while coming back to his berthroom. His frame exudes a quiet weariness, a testament to the hours he has spent immersed in his duties. The dim lighting casts elongated shadows as Soundwave rises from his workstation, coming back to his room after a long time of working to fix some errors in the computer room.

The door opens and closes with a faint hiss, shutting Soundwave away from the outside world once he enters his room. He turns his head slightly. A momentary pause occurs as he spots something out of place, an energon cube resting on the table nearby. The sight tugs at a corner of his processor, a subtle shift in his usually impassive expression.

Soundwave's sensors analyze the cube for a fraction of a second, his optic lingering on it before he moves to retrieve it. He doesn't show any overt signs of emotion, yet his internal circuits hum with a sense of gratitude. His fingers wrap around the cube, his servos almost reverent as he lifts it. With precision, Soundwave uncaps the cube and takes a sip, the Energon replenishing his systems.

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[lockheed-martin-unofficial]

I was thinking about Cybertronians freezing in the Arctic due to the ice that forms on them instead of just the cold & not knowing what humidity is again, and what if they weren’t instantly aware of all the abilities of their alt modes?

They’d have a warmup period after scanning them and have to gradually get used to/ discover all the things they can do. There’s little to no water on cybertron, no reason for them to know that ice forms in the cold, no reason for them to have de-icing. And when they come to earth and choose aircraft as their new vehicle modes, they have no idea those aircraft come with built in warmers on the wings.

I thought about how some flying decepticons would deal with it. Let’s go with Starscream first because I love him very much.

(Also because he complains about cold the most out of all the characters. I imagine everyone ices up the same amount, but the cold is an entirely different problem and one that affects him more because he’s all thin and lanky, not very good at retaining heat. It’s worth clarifying that the freezing is what’s dangerous to them. The cold bothers them but isn’t a threat in and of itself, seeing as they can walk around in space just fine. But I ramble on)

- If he had a human friend or partner, he’d be complaining about how cold it is in front of them and they’d be like “Wait, aren’t you a plane?” He’d ask what that has to do with anything and get very annoyed that he didn’t know he came with extra heating.

- He claims he totally knew about that all along and merely forgot about it in the moment. He also claims he totally knows how to turn it on, but…remind him again?

- The realization that he can just… make himself warmer at will is incredible. He’s still gonna complain about the cold though. Probably out of instinct, he complains to fill the silence. (Is it obvious I want him to be safe and warm. I think it’s obvious.)

- Cue a concerned human asking if he’s been flying through clouds and terrible weather and all the way into the stratosphere with ice building on his wings for all this time. How is he still flying? He just replies that he’s built different, and that he’s far superior to human machines yap yap yap blah blah.

- He doesn’t want to admit how great it is, but after the human shows him how to turn it on, he’d be waking around with the de-icing turned on all day, even when he doesn’t need it. I reckon it’d make the area between his wings an excellent nap spot. He could just put a human in there and squeeze them between his wings and it’d feel like being put in one of these bad boys, I dunno what they’re called in English

In any case, peak nap spot.

Up next is Megan:

- Megatron doesn’t actually have an earth based vehicle mode, leading me to believe he wouldn’t have any form of de-icing. My headcanon is that his bigger, bulkier frame would require and generate more heat, but look at him.

He got a lot of nooks and crannies that ice could build up in. Even spikier than Starscream. Much like Starscream he doesn’t have paint which may also have acted like an extra layer of heat insulation. Additionally, his joints on the arms and legs are visible.

(Actually unsure if Starscream is painted and just gray, but Megs definitely isn’t)

- My point is, I’m not an ice expert but Megatron is terrible for both heat insulation and icing prevention. Megatron is a tough bot, he can take a lot of punches, and as prideful as he is I doubt he’d ignore the fact that a snowstorm would be a genuine threat or hinderance to him.

- Not that he’d let anyone notice, of course. He has a reputation to maintain, and he can’t allow anyone to know his weakness. When he’s in private though, I find the image of evil dictator Megs snuggled up in a billion blankets drinking a hot cocoa hilarious. I’ll probably draw it.

- A human pal or partner may not be able to advise him to turn on de-icing that he doesn’t have, but they might be able to offer him another solution. A badass cloak or cape to protect himself from the snow, while also remaining intimidating. Anyone would think it was just for show, unaware that it’s actually to keep him from freezing.

Last but certainly not least, Soundwave!

-Oh, Soundwave totally knew about the de-icing without needing anyone to mention it. Soundwave knows a lot of things. He’d totally read his own altmode’s manual. I don’t think we’ve ever seen Soundwave in the Arctic though.

Trying to find a good gif for my own reference hang on-

- I’d argue that out of these three he’s probably best with the cold. Sure, he’s spiky too, but nowhere near the other two. His “elbows” are awfully small and exposed, but since his wings form the arms there’d be no issue once he turned on the de-icing. In the gif he easily covers his entire body with those huge arms, so he could easily curl up around himself and defrost if be needed to. Now here’s a good writing idea I probably will never use

- Laserbeak probably has its own de-icing, which makes Soundwave extra warm when he requires it. ADDITIONALLY Laserbeak could be deployed in order to warm up a human friend or partner from afar. Tactical warms.

- Not much to say about Soundwave. Maybe I’ll edit and add later.

[justanotherperson1]

My most recent chapt of my fic went up a couple weeks ago and @themaskismyface commented an idea that induced this bought of ‘no thoughts only draw’ lol.

Quoting from comment:

…I can imagine him (Megatron) struggling to understand all the online recipes and simply just kidnap Gordon Ramsay, either to teach him how to cook or to be a temporary chef in the Nemesis.

Ramsay's gonna be terrified for the first few hours but I imagine they'll end up in a screaming match over what and what not to put in your food…

[artxssa]

gagged :o

[yandere-wishes]

The more I study electronics the more I'm positive whoever came up with Transformers smut terms was studying something in the electronics engineering field.

[ikkosu]

https://www.tumblr.com/ikkosu/744179706121912320?source=share

I'm a big fan of this answer. Can you do one with TFP Optimus with fem so who is a big tease so he just gave in? Thank you!

OPTIMUS.FEM.READER

whew!! a little nsfw (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)

YOU'RE sprawled across the bed.

The ceilings's pretty interesting : veneered with a thin sheen of dust, cracked concrete that blotches the white, crevices and holes with god knows what spooling through. It's got tiles, too . One, tile. Two, tile. Three tile. Four...

"Optimus?"

Somewhere across your room, a deep voice rumbles back. "Yes, little one?"

He's got his back to you. A hunch over his shoulder plates, his optics are engrossed in the many hieroglyphics his datapad provides. Even when he's mass-displaced, the visage of him taking half of your bedroom with his large legs, are slightly comical.

This wasn't what you had in mind when you asked him to stay over, though.

"Bored." You stretched out the vowels. "How much longer will I have to suffer here and wait until you're done?"

The filials twitched. His helm tilts a little to the side.

"I have five more reports due tending." He says gravely. "It appears that this obstruction might exceed the usual hours you recharge. I suggest you rest without me, sweet spark."

Then, he's quiet again, engrossed in his work. Sweetspark, huh. You huffed, pout, then rolled across the bed. Landing on the carpet with a thump, sluggishly you waddle towards the hunk of metal that's hunching over your desk.

His back was warm. The gentle, thrumming heat is a soft flare against your face when your cheek nuzzles the surface. Optimus shifts on the spot, twisting his torso a little until his servo cups the nape of your neck, kneading the spot before curling his digits through your hair and tousling it.

"Rest. I'll be with you in a moment."He rumbles.

"I'll be dead by the time you're done." You let out a chuff and crawled over his forearm until you're all but draped across his lap. Optimus stiffens. His eyebrows shoot up and a vent follows, after, when you pout.

"As long as you are comfortable." He smiles and a servo rubs your cheek.

But, you don't smile — there's a mischievous twinkle in your eyes. Somehow, and you don't know how but he catches onto that look and an uneasy glance mottles over his own — not without a touch of curiosity.

He turns back to his datapad.

You lift up your palms. His optics, narrowed and still curious, follows along as you lower it, sprawled against your clothed stomach. Then, sliding lower, lower and lower until it hooks over the waist band of your shorts. You pull it down a little—

Then, he grabs your wrist with a warning call of your name. "This is...not appropriate."

"The circumstance or the setting?" You bite back playfully.

He opens his intake then shuts it. Instinctively, his optics skim over your body. Your lack of clothes are an interesting sight : shorts and a soft, loose shirt, displaying much of your collarbone. Your mussed up hair and lips kicked in his cooling fans. The visage bore the same kind of fantasy he confined in the privacy of his habsuite....

For once, the Prime seems incredibly distracted.

"You've tired yourself out enough." He grits out.

"I'd like to tire myself more."

He lets out a grunt when your hand finds his abdominal plating, feeling the protoform tense under your palms — the surface, heated and very much warm. Your fingers pitter patter along the seams-like energon veins that branched from his panel.

An equivalent of a happy trail, huh.

"I'm bored, Optimus." You purred, index trailing a line downwards. "Didn't you say you'll take care of me well, hm?"

"...You do not know what you are..." You cup his lower panel and he shudders, body curling over you, weighted by the pleasurable sensation shooting up his spine. His servos come to rest on the desk, caging you between his arms as he gathers himself. Chassis, heaving.

"Ratchet will be disappointed." Feather like touches knead over his closed panel. "Old friend this, old friend that. Don't you think old friend'll scold you if you're not resting, Optimus?*

You had been so quick, mousing around and pawing with your hands, he lets out a startled vent at the sensation of your plush cheek against his thighs. His surprise sky-rocketed when you part it further and he groans when your soft lips pepper kisses on the panel.

You can hear the pressure behind it — pulsing, pushing, and the heat trapped inside seethed out his cooling vents like steam. Lubricant leaks from the panel seams and your tongue curls out to lap the fluid — which gets a startled groan.

A servo rests on top of your head, the digits curled into the hair, almost in a pleading manner everytime your tongue drags across a particularly sensitive spot. Eventually, your assault on his closed panel ceases and he's left vulnerable with his engine revved.

You peer up to your guardian.

"Open."

And, so he does.

[magicalbunbun]

"HATE"

[ablobwhowrites]

More memes cause of transformers one

Every version of yandere transformers

When Vehicon m/n sneaks out and returns a little late... He made some scarfs for the team as a gift

Yandere transformers trying to kidnapped him in their vehicle alt modes.... M/n can't go to school or anywhere.

Can conform that SG vehicon m/n is like this.

also fun fact If m/n was in the base when the scraplets here hungry then m/n would certainly be dead but after that ratchet would do a checkup on m/n ever week cause he doesn't trust that m/n is alright (he never is)

also you guys know that scene in Steven universe when Steven was a baby and how pearl tried to take out the gem thinking rose was trapped? Yeah vehicon m/n had that moment once thinking it'll free him and make him human again but the bumblebee stopped m/n from doing it (and when the rest of the autobots found out, ratchet and arcee basically scolded him for even thinking of doing that) but m/n sometimes wonders if it'll actually work. Anyways back to the silly

I love to think vehicon m/n is a flight mode vehicon cause when m/n discovers that hes like. "I CAN FLY!" but then ratchet tells him he doesn't have a t-cog and m/n is like "oh...well that's sucks" also works for the regular m/n vehicon who has vehicle mode.

Miko: "man yo-"

Vehicon m/n: "Miko, I swear if it's another FNAF joke"

Vehicon: "we got this room full of cybertronians and then we got m/n, we rocking with m/n cause he's rocking with us."

also the other vehcion's just do shenanigans with vehcion m/n when he's on the ship but also starscream rants to m/n as like energon in servo and shit talking Megatron in secret to m/n as m/n doesn't really care and is spacing out.

vehcion m/n seeing soundwave or predaking in the sky

Vehicon m/n after finding out he would have to live on cybertron

[dragonridernoobie]

Hello! 👋 I was wondering if you could do scenarios of the Bayverse Transformers (Optimus Prime, Bumblebee) and Rotb Transformers (Mirage, Arcee) reacting to Reader suddenly getting the hiccups around them?? Perhaps some of them are thinking that Reader caught a virus and is glitching?

I’ve read a few of your Transformers works and I love them so much!!! Keep up the good work! 😁

Ok, i like this XD

TFB x Reader X Rotb

A transformers scenario

Hiccup problems

Optimus

Optimus knew a little bit of human biology.

He learned firsthand how humans can die so easily from sickness, small wounds, or their own body turning on themselfs.

So when he met (Y/N) and became good friends with them, he wanted to make sure they stayed healthy.

(Y/N) tried their best to explain how the human body works to optimus. Even if he finds some parts of it off putting.

So when (Y/N) came to the base and drank some water and suddenly got hiccups, optimus thought they were choking.

He picked them up and used 2 digits to pat (Y/N)s back to help them.

When that dident work, and (Y/N) seemed to try to speak to him but kept getting interrupted by their hiccups, he quickly rushed them to the medbay were ratchet was.

Ratchet took them and explained to optimuz they were having hiccups and it was not fetal. It was part of the human body.

Optimus calms down but knows he needs to study more of the human body now.

Bumblebee

Bumblebee didn't know much about the human body.

He only knew so much from his time with sam.

So when he became best friend with (Y/N) he wanted to help them as much as possible.

One day, he thought it would be funny to scare (Y/N) when they come to the base.

So he waited by the gaint doors(I forgot what they are called) and he jumped out to scare (Y/N).

(Y/N) being spooked jumps as well and falls on their ass. Bumblebee stands there laughing.

(Y/N) tries to yell at be but suddenly got hiccups.

Bee stops laughing, and he sees (Y/N) hiccuping. He dident know what was wrong but the first thing that came to his mind was a heart attack.

He didn't know what a heart attack l9oked like. He was only told that he would tell if someone was having one.

So, with one quick motion, he grabs (Y/N) and runs to the medbay while saying sorry over and over through radio channels.

He might have overreacted when he reached Ratchet since he was saying (Y/N) was having a heart attack.

When ratchet explained to bee that they were not having a heart attack, they were simply having hiccups, bee calmed down, and dident want to scare (Y/N) again after that.

(He is so fuckable....)

Mirage

Mirage met (Y/N) when he accidentally let himself be seen.

Ever since, (Y/N) has been with Mirage since they have nothing else to do.

One day, Mirage dared (Y/N) to chug a 2 litter of Pepsi without burping.

Of corse (Y/N) accepted and started. They chugged and chugged and was able to do it

Once done, (Y/N) got the hiccups and wasn't able to speak.

Mirage panicked thinking (Y/N) was dieing and started to yell at (Y/N) to ask them if they were dieing -_-

When they dident respawn, Mirage panicked even more and picked them up. Thinking there is somthing wrong, he hangs them upside down and shakes them.

When (Y/N)s hiccups went away, they yelled and Mirage to let them go!

Mirage got yelled at by (Y/N), saying you should never shake a human, especially upside down, and they were not dying!

Would

Arcee

Arcee was driving around and (Y/N) riding her (heh)

While they were driving and swerving through traffic, they almost get hit by a car that was in the wrong lane.

Arcee swerve out of the way and heard (Y/N) take a deep breath.

When they get to a save spot and able to stop, arcee noticed that (Y/N) was making a wiered noise.

She watches (Y/N) take off her helmet and was jumping while making the weird noise.

Worried, arcee asked them if they were OK. Which let (Y/N) nod their head and hold there hand out as a way to say 'one second'

Once those wierd thing disappeared, (Y/N) explains that they were having what is called a hiccup.

They explained why they have it and what caused it. Arcee was glad they were fine but still found humans....strange.

[kalixora]

Bounty PT2

[Back at Base]

“Why don’t you join the Autobots?” a little human girl named Miko asked you, her eyes wide with curiosity.

"I have mouths to feed and no time for pity parties," you answered, crossing your arms. Your hounds rested on the floor, while your largest stayed by your side, warily watching Ratchet, the medic Optimus assured the both of you to trust.

"But the Autobots are the good guys! You’re a good guy, you take the bad guys!" Miko exclaimed dramatically, her enthusiasm unwavering.

The sound of your youngest hound whimpering as the medic worked filled your helm. Your largest hound growled, but you quickly waved your servo, making them stop.

"Always fighting, always leaving a mess behind," you muttered, frustration evident in your voice. "Where we have to clean it up. Planets destroyed, so many species, lives taken because—"

"Of the cons!" Miko interrupted. You looked at the human girl eyeing her coldly. "No," you shook your helm slowly. "Autobots and Decepticons. They’re both to blame."

Miko looked taken aback, glancing between you and the Autobots. Miko’s eyes landed on Arcee who stared at the ground, looking away from you.

Optimus lowered his gaze, the weight of your words hitting home as Ratchet continued to fix your hound while grumbling under his breath.

Your youngest hound whimpered again, your optics shifting to the medic, you let out a soft pitch and spoke a few words in cybertrioan from where you stood, and your youngest became calm.

"This endless war," you continued, your voice firm but no less intense, "it affects everyone. Not just those on the front lines. Someone has to deal with the aftermath, and it’s people like me who get stuck with that job."

Optimus stepped closer, his voice calm yet resolute. "We strive to protect and restore, but I understand your perspective. The war has taken a toll on many, and for that, I am truly sorry."

You looked up at him, meeting his optics with a mixture of anger and resignation. "Sorry doesn’t fix what’s broken," you said quietly, standing up. "My hound was shot; it was a scrappy attempt at ending his life. Imagine a child's blood on your hands, in front of his mother. This is the first hound to be born after so many missed cycles. How would your Autobots feel if your leader lost their life over a misunderstanding?"

Optimus's optics dimmed slightly, the weight of your words sinking in. "We understand the gravity of what has happened," he said solemnly. "It was never our intention to cause such harm."

Miko watched you, her face unsure and conflicted, struggling to grasp the depth of your anger.

"You have to understand," you continued, "this isn’t just about sides. It’s about the innocent lives caught in the crossfire, the collateral damage that doesn’t get fixed with apologies."

Optimus nodded, his expression serious. "You’re right. We must do better. Strive to protect all life.”

You tilted your helm toward the Prime, noticing how he stood to block your view of Arcee.

Optimus shifted his optics to your hound standing beside you and knelt down before her. “I am sorry. Forgive them, as your hatred should be targeted towards me.”

Your hound snarled, baring its teeth and getting into an attack position. The other hounds stood up, shaking their heads before beginning to circle the kneeling Prime, a low growl resonating among them.

“What’s happening?” Miko asked, peering from beside your feet. “Are they gonna hurt him?”

“No, this is revenge,” Arcee said, narrowing her optics at you.

You watched the scene unfold, the tension thick in the air. “If it were revenge, you would have been dead, on the spot.” you said.

Optimus remained still, his optics unwavering. “Do what you must,” he said, his voice steady. “But know that my actions come from a desire to protect. I ask only that you spare my team from further harm.”

Your hounds paused, their growls still rumbling but their eyes flicking to you for direction. You could sense the resolve in Optimus’s optics, the genuine regret in his words.

You sighed deeply, the anger warring within you. "This war has taken too much from too many," you said. "But maybe it’s time for a different path."

With a slight gesture, you signaled your hounds to stand down. They hesitated but obeyed, moving back to your side.

Miko let out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding. "Thank you," she whispered, looking up at you with a mix of relief and admiration.

Optimus rose to his feet, his optics meeting your hound. "Your mercy is not unnoticed. We will strive to be better, for all affected by this war."

"All done," Ratchet said with an unamused laugh. "He needs rest. Should be able to do—whatever it is that you all do—in the morning. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going into recharge."

"That’s a first," Miko giggled.

You walked over to the medic table and smiled as you placed your servo on your hound’s head. "Thank the All-Spark…"

Arcee headed out of the area with Smokescreen and Bumblebee trailing behind her. The Wreckers and Ultra Magnus stayed put, watching you as you remained by the medic table.

Wheeljack crossed his arms, his optics narrowing. "How’d you become a bounty hunter, anyway? Was there a class or something? And what’s with all the hounds? You an animal lover, or are they just tools for the job?"

Ultra Magnus stepped forward, his presence imposing. "Surely you can provide more than a simple answer. Your skills are exceptional. There must be a story behind them."

"They’re not just animals—they’re my partners, my family. In a galaxy full of mess, they’re the ones I can rely on."

Bulkhead optics flickered with a mix of skepticism, you didn’t answer the question fully. "Guess that makes sense. Out here, you need all the help you can get. But don’t think for a second that trusting us is the wrong move. We’ve got your back if you’re willing to give us a chance. That is…"

You glanced at your hounds, now resting peacefully, with your largest still faithfully at your side.

As the Autobots slowly dispersed, you remained by the medic table, feeling a cautious hope for the future.

"Is it just me, or did Optimus give her a look?" Miko said, perched on Bulkhead’s shoulder as they watched Optimus turn to face you again.

"Not now, Miko," Bulkhead sighed.

"Let me guess, you want me to stay and fight for your cause?" you questioned the Prime, your tone tinged with skepticism.

“Only if you choose to,” Optimus said calmly, his optics steady. “But the cause is for our home, for Cybertron.”

“That so? The line has been blurred for a while now, hard to tell if it’s still for Cybertron,” you replied, folding your arms across your chest.

Optimus took a few deliberate steps closer, standing shoulder to shoulder with you. His presence was commanding yet reassuring. “It has always been for Cybertron,” he asserted firmly.

You glanced at him, studying him. Despite your doubts, you couldn’t deny the sincerity in his words.

“And what if I choose not to fight alongside you?”

“Then that is your choice,” Optimus replied evenly. “But know that our offer of alliance and support stands, should you ever decide otherwise.”

“That so?” You hummed. “Let me ask you this then Optimus, do you want us to stay?”

Optimus looked at you, his optics staring into yours with unwavering sincerity. “Yes,” he said simply. You raised an optic ridge, surprised by his straightforwardness.

“I’ll make a decision by dawn,” you replied. “You should rest, Prime. Another day of fighting Decepticons can be draining, I’m sure.”

Optimus nodded, appreciating your understanding. “Thank you. I look forward to your decision.”

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“I’m telling you, I saw it! With my own two eyes! Optimus definitely has a crush on her!” Miko insisted.

“Get real, Miko. Optimus is too busy for stuff like that,” Jake rolled his eyes.

“No one’s ever too busy for love!” Miko said, clasping her hands together. “Right, Bulk?”

Everyone exchanged glances as they waited in the training room for Optimus to return.

“Please, Optimus knows better than to get involved with a bounty hunter of all people. She doesn’t believe in any sides of the war, as if it wasn’t the Decepticons who started it,” Ratchet huffed. “Making me fix her hound was just absurd. Couldn’t she have done it herself? What kind of person doesn’t know how to fix their animal?”

“… You think she has a bounty for Optimus?” Smokescreen questioned.

“No,” Ultra Magnus shook his helm. “She would’ve killed him in front of us if that were the case.”

“She has a young hound, right? Maybe it’s not ready to fight yet,” Raf said, leaning against the wall with a contemplative look.

“Pft, wish you guys would’ve called for backup. I would’ve ended Miss Sunshine on the spot,” WheelJack chuckled, his bulky frame vibrating with suppressed energy as he pounded his fists together.

Ultra Magus glanced at WheelJack with a raised optic ridge. “Easy there, Wrecker. She’s not our enemy.”

“Yeah, but she’s no ally either,” WheelJack grumbled, his expression hardening.

Ultra Magnus stepped forward, his demeanor composed yet authoritative. “Regardless of our opinions, she has proven formidable. We must remain cautious and focused.”

Bumblebee beeped, “Let’s not forget, she did allow us to treat her hound. That counts for something.”

“I still think he has the hots for her,” Miko shrugged nonchalantly. Bulkhead chuckled softly. “Maybe you’re right, Miko.”

Arcee shook her helm folding her arms. “Optimus is focused on the mission, Miko. Romance isn’t exactly his style.”

"What! Come on! Weren’t you in love with somebody!" Miko questioned the two wheeler.

"No," Ratchet grunted. "Romance and war don’t mix well, that’s for sure."

Ultra Magnus folded his arms, "Our priority remains securing peace and stability."

WheelJack snorted. "Peace and stability? Easier said than done. The cons know nothing about that."

Raf shrugged slightly. "I mean… she might have a point. You guys needed help from humans for your war on our planet… even though you were defending it from the cons, you’re still leaving something behind that could affect us."

Arcee’s optics flashed with offense, her voice firm. "Raf, we’ve fought to protect Earth from the Decepticons. We’ve sacrificed much to ensure its safety."

Ultra Magnus’s demeanor turned stern. "Our actions have always been in defense of Earth. We do not take lightly the consequences of our battles."

Ratchet’s expression darkened. "Do not mistake necessity for indifference, Rafael. We strive to minimize harm, but sometimes there are no easy choices in war."

Bumblebee looked between them, sensing the tension. “I think Raf just meant—”

Ratchet interrupted, his voice carrying a hint of disappointment. “No, Bumblebee. He needs to understand that we fight to protect, not to endanger.”

Raf shook his head, his voice earnest as he interjected, “I know that, I didn’t mean to imply otherwise. It’s just… seeing the aftermath sometimes makes me wonder if there could be a better way.”

Arcee softened slightly, “We understand, Raf. We all have the same goal at the end of the day, to go home.”

Raf smiled up at Arcee, his expression relieved as they heard the ground bridge open and footsteps echoing through the base. Soon, Optimus and you returned, your hounds trailing behind, their watchful gazes scanning the room as everyone emerged from the training room and converged towards you and the Prime.

Optimus placed his servo on your shoulder and addressed everyone with a solemn tone, his optics sweeping over the gathered Autobots. "Autobots, Y/N has decided to stay and help us."

Ratchet, standing nearby with his arms crossed, couldn't help but groan audibly. "So many mouths to feed," he muttered under his breath, eyeing the hounds that trailed behind you and Optimus.

Miko squealed excitedly, "Finally, another girl! Hi! Nice to meet you again, I'm Miko! And this is Raf and Jack!"

You looked down at the humans as they waved at you. Nodding your helm in acknowledgement, you spoke a word in Cybertronian, prompting your hounds to move forward from behind you, their tails wagging eagerly. All of them, except your largest hound, who remained by your side, glared defiantly at Arcee.

"Y/N, and this is [hound's name]. She keeps the others in check," you introduced, gesturing to your largest hound beside you.

"So, what made you want to join us Autobots, sunshine?" Wheeljack asked, narrowing his optics at you.

You glanced at Optimus for a moment, then back at Wheeljack. "Timing," was all you said, leaving the implication hanging in the air.

[erinawritesheadcanons2]

Yo!! Buddy!! My friend!! Can I have a headcanons of soundwave, shockwave and starscream with s/o who got infected with cybonic plague (like the one that happened to Optimus).

Soundwave, Shockwave, and Starscream with S/O Who Got Infected with Cybonic Plague

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A/N: Thank you Anon for requesting this HCS! I'm sorry for the long update, it has been such a hectic day because of college and research. I hope you understand!

Gender: None

Warning: Angst to Fluff, sickness, mention of injuries and Profanities

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Soundwave

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You might think he doesn't care because he always uses the visor on his face and he rarely expresses his expression, unlike some Autobots or Decepticons.

But that is totally wrong if you think he doesn't care if you got infected by the Cybonic Plague. In fact, he is the most caring one of all of the Decepticons.

He knows crying or worrying while standing in there without doing anything won't help or fix your condition in any way so he immediately rushes out to help you.

Instead of going to ask Megatron straight in the face and asking for the cure to help your Cybonic Plague. He will search for the cure through the pieces of information and data from the computer before collecting the pieces of information.

Afterward, Soundwave immediately searches all of the sources for the cure to your Cybonic Plague and collects it before he secretly brings it to the laboratory when there is no Knockout.

Even if he is a mute, don't mistake him for a fool because he definitely knows how to read the formula before he makes the medicine with his own hands without Knockout's help.

As he was done with the medicine, he would straight be reaching out to you before he helps you with the sickness and wait it out until it works.

In conclusion, you are always in the safe hands of Soundwave hands because he knows what he needs to do to help you around, even if you had a deadly sickness of Cybonic plague.

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Searching for the last piece remaining of Predacon on the earth was difficult because the Autobots keeps trying to get all of the Decepticons away from it, including (Y/N) (L/N). Seeing how determined the Autobots are, you were working together with Knockout and the rest of the Vehicons.

In the desert of the Sahara, Egypt. There was an abandoned spaceship of Autobots where tons of troops were already dead in there so it was safe from getting ambushed by the Autobots. Carefully, the two of you and Knockout get inside the abandoned spaceship and continue your way by going straight,

"We are getting near," Knockout mumbles but loud enough for you to hear it.

"Where is it?" You ask the red car Decepticon.

"On the left behind the door. We need to break the door if we need to get inside," Knockout points it out.

"Alright, "You follow him from behind, letting him lead the way since he had the detector in his hand.

Once the two of you arrived, the beeping sound from the detector got louder and louder, the signal was getting stronger until the Aston Marin Decepticon across from you putting the detector away and his hands grabbing the metallic sliding door, together with you on his side before the two of you pulling the door away.

As the door moved away with a loud screeching sound after getting pulled by two Decepticons. A pair of (E/C) optics, as well as red optics, could see a giant cylinder of glass glowing with a bright blue Energon and inside of the tube, there are the bones of the Predacons floating inside of it.

"There it is-" Knockout immediately got off.

"I'll go in!" You step inside carelessly.

"Wait-" Knockout tries to warn you but you didn't hear him at all. The abandoned ship slowly shakes, causing another sound of screeching and it was louder on the ceiling. Wondering, both of your optics looked up to see a dead Autobot corpse but what was more surprising is a tiny drop that fell out of the corpse and went straight into one of your eyes. Causing you to hiss and squeal in pain "Ouch! My optics!" You shouted.

"(Y/N)!" Knockout eyes widened in horror, knowing you are infected with Cybonic Plague.

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Standing next to you, the Decepticon with a visor on his face as well as Knockout next to him looking at you with rust already forming around your face. It was hard for you to see your surrounding but you knew that your spark mate is close to you. Even if he did not speak nor show any emoticon on the visor, the MQ-9 Reaper Decepticon Jet keeps looking at his spark mate, worried if you are going offline sooner.

Even though the beeping sound from the machine is still loud and clear, showing that you are still alive from the Cybonic Plague. Soundwave knew he needs to be fast to save you from getting offline as he stepped away from the laboratory, letting Knockout handle your illness first before he is getting the cure for the Cybonic Plague.

The silent jet trudges to the main room of the nemesis secretly without making any noises as he knew asking the lord of the Decepticon is not only impossible but also it's like asking for suicide. There is no other way to steal the formula of the medicine for the illness.

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Shockwave

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Shockwave is also another Decepticons that does not let emotions get the best of him just like Soundwave does but the only difference is that he is less caring than the silent mech.

Unlike Soundwave, he cares about work more than everyone in the spaceship so it would be a huge struggle for you if you have a Cybonic Plague.

Although, Shockwave does try to make you feel better and gives a little bit of attention to you even though he is really busy with his lab work, especially when he's going to make Predaking.

Unlike the Silent Mech once again, he is someone direct and doesn't try to sneak around. To get the cure of the Cybonic Plague, he will ask Megatron straight in the face.

He's aware that there is a consequence to trying to talk with Megatron and because of that. He would ask Lord Megatron when he is not in a better or in a neutral mood since the chance of Megatron killing him in those moods is smaller.

If Megatron doesn't let him have the formula, he would do what Soundwave does which is search the information through the database and computers.

If the Leader of the Decepticons gives the formula cure of Cybonic Plague to him, he would be rushing out to you and quickly help after he was done with his lab work.

I am sorry if you are hoping Shockwave is as caring as Soundwave because if I had to be honest, he doesn't care. He does help you but not out of guilt it was rather because he knows it's wrong to just abandon your S/O when they are dying.

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If you had to choose your faith, you would choose to have a higher rank and not do a dangerous mission by investigating the Decepticon's ship that crashes into the earth but here you are standing with Knockout. The two of you were required by the Lord of the Decepticon if there are any cons that survived the crash.

Arriving in the desert, the heat of the sun feels like a burning pit of hellfire even though you're not made by skin and bones like a human but it was still torturing for a bot like you none of the less. Once the two of you goes inside the wrecked ship, Knockout's hands shoved right in front of your face and block your way "Careful sweet spark, look at your surrounding. There are tons of corpses that are infected by an unknown virus. Be careful when we go inside," Knockout shows the detector as it goes beeping like crazy.

"Alright," You carefully step inside, listening to Knockout's words since you did not want to end up offline.

Not only it was creepy but the smell of rust was strong, bothering you and knockout as the medic doctor scrunch his face in disgust. But that did not stop the two of you from searching for any survivors or maybe any important artefacts that can be used if the two of you decide to bring them home together when the two of you did not find any survivors.

Opening the last room, there was indeed an artefact inside of the middle of the room. Excited, you began walking out to reach it and Knockout was too late to stop you "(Y/N)! WAIT! DON'T GO INSIDE!" and the ship was shaking, causing the dead corpse that was hanging on the ceiling from an infected energon liquid to your shoulder"AAAHH!!! IT BURNS!!!" you held your shoulder that is beginning to rust.

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Laying down on the berth bed, you could see Shockwave standing next to Knockout with a Datapad in his hands or servos, you could not help but time in happy, thinking that Shockwave really cares about you after having a Cybonic Plague. "Shockwave, I'm-" but that smile of yours was replaced with a shock when you hear him.

"Doctor, please explain to me why (Y/N) is here in your lab?"

"I'm sorry Shockwave but your spark mate has a Cybonic plague after our mission," Knockout explained to the emotionless robot.

If a robot could sigh, Shockwave would have already done it, "Cybonic Plague? I am certain it is because of (Y/N)'s Recklessness when doing the mission."

"Yes but no, at least sugarcoat your word and maybe uhh...help your (S/O), Shockwave," Knockout almost cringes at Shockwave's cold attitude.

The large Decepticon was silent for a moment, thinking something before he gives a brief nod to the red medic of the deception "I will see what I can do to get the Cybonic Plague Cure and please keep looking out for (Y/N)'s condition and make them/her/him stay out of any trouble," Shockwave said before walking away from the laboratory to get the Cybonic Plague cure.

"Yeesh...that creepy doc sure is a sparkless bot out here. Sorry 'bout that sweet spark," he shivers before he saunters away to create at least something to slow down the rust on your shoulder pad.

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Oh, darling. I feel so bad for Starscream if he sees you or his S/O having a deadly Cybonic Plague like what happened to Optimus Prime. He feels like a piece of shit.

He might be an asshole like Megatron but that does not mean he does not have any feelings. In fact, he is the most sensitive one of the Decepticons.

Seeing you dying and going through as painful as what happened to Optimus Prime going to tear his sparks apart and when no one is around, he keeps thinking about your condition.

Unlike Shockwave and Soundwave, Starscream would have a little bit of a drama reaction when he sees you like this but it did not last long as he immediately tries and solution to help you

In my opinion, he does know a little bit of medical stuff but not as good as Knockout or has the skill to fix some of the dangerous sicknesses or heavy injuries.

Because he is intelligent, Starscream is able to fly and steal the formula cure from Megatron by sneaking it inside of his head or through the Database and stealing it.

Once he was done making the cure for you, he is immediately trying to help you with your Cybonic Plague until you are better and Starscream would be staying next to you the whole time.

Even if he is a seeker and one of the weakest fighters in Decepticon. He is surprisingly protective over you, not letting any bots or cons get close to you unless it's someone he trusts and has found the cure.

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There are many shipwrecks near the area where Starscream and you stay together, especially in the desert of Nevada in the United States of America. It was better staying together with Starscream rather than staying in the Nemesis where there's the leader of the Decepticon. Not only Starscream but there were also times where were you were the victim of Megatron's wrath. He does not care if you are Non-binary, female or male. If you made a mistake, he would throw you around and beat you up as a form of punishment.

Enough with the warlord attitude like a five-year-old sparkling that always throws a temper tantrum when they didn't get what they want, the two of you and Starscream decides to leave and create a new Armada together. Of course, to do that, you need tons of energons and some parts of the machine that is difficult to find but Nevada has many Decepticons and Autobots shipwrecks so it was easy to find some.

Standing in front of the Autobot Shipwreck, the detector was beeping out loud, "We're here, careful sweet spark. There might be Autobot that still survives or scraplets," you told your spark mate Starscream, earning a small grunt from the Decepticon. "Yeah whatever, let's just go inside, we need all of the energons we could find and some parts," he steps inside carefully.

Rolling both of your optics, you couldn't understand why the hell your spark mate is being a grump in the morning. None of the less, you choose to follow your spark mate from behind and glance around the destroyed Autobot Shipwreck, stealing some energy and some machine parts.

Once the two of you reach the main room of the ship, there were many energons, both red energons and blue energons "That's weird...there's red Energon," you whispered to yourself but Starscream's optics were wide once he sees there's many Energon in the main room.

"Yessss!! There are many energons. The Extractor would create lots of Armada if we have all of those!" Starscream sauntered to the centre of the room.

But the seeker did not look around not being careful with his pedes or his step, causing the abandoned ship to move around. Your optics sees there was a corpse that was tangled on the ceiling but what makes it more alarming was the dead Autobot has rust all over his body, making you gasp in surprise and run up to Starscream.

"STARSCREAM! GET AWAY!" You push your spark mate away as you see an infected liquid energon seeping out and going to fall on top of your sparkmate's head.

"Hey! What the frag is-" He turns around to scold you because he almost falls flat on his face but as the liquid touches on the side of your face, almost infecting your eyes, he could hear the loud scream of pain from you.

"AAAHHH!! MY FACE!! SHIT! IT'S BURNING!!" You screech, covering your face that is starting to rust.

"(Y/N)! SCRAP!!" He wrapped his servo around your arms, pulling you closer to his chest and seeing the side of your face that starts to turn brown.

"Scrap, we need to go back quickly as we can. T-then, I will go to the nemesis to find the antidote," his spark was beating in guilt, cannot see you in pain like this.

"B-but Megatron," You didn't want Megatron to find your spark mate and beat the hell out of him.

"I don't care! Let's just go back and arrest!," he glares before he wraps your arms around his back and his other servos and slides his other servo underneath your knees, carefully picking you up and clenching his teeth, He couldn't lose you, he doesn't want you to die in the hands of the Cybonic Plague and if he had to steal the antidote from Megatron, he is going to do it to save you from offlining.

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[uselessmicrowave]

Bumblebee is the definition of a twink, I want to wreck him so hard he’s left fragged stupid, processor buffering as he can’t do more than drool and moan around my spike as he gives a slobbery blowjob while his twitching valve gushes from the several overload I gave him beforehand

After painting his face plate with transfluid, start some tender after care with a bath and then tuck him into the berth

okay okay-- here's a horny little ramble abt a couple of the bee boys because i wasn't exactly sure which one you meant.

tfp bumblebee is honestly such a twunk, he's got a little himbo thing going on with being so clueless and those big blue eyes. he has the prettiest little face and every time i see a fic abt tfp bumblebee on any platform i'm overjoyed.

rid15 bublebee, another clueless himbo. that must be today's theme. he's such a sweetheart, i just. i want him to pick me up and let him do whatever he wants with me. he'd be so careful and gentle too, he wouldn't want to break you.

cyberverse bee, where do i even start- he's absolutely adorable. there needs to be cum all over his face. that goes with most of the bees but especially him.

i was gonna talk about tfa bee but he's just such a brat, he definetily needs to be tied up and denied for at least a couple of hours.

in conclusion, all bees can be good bees ;3

[lockheed-martin-unofficial]

Starscream is given a bath, Part 3:

1005 words! This is the longest piece so far. I’m really enjoying writing him, but do let me know what you think of my interpretation of Starscream. Does he read accurate to canon?

Enjoy!

Part 2: here

Part 4: here

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She had her hands on her hips as she observed him, contemplating logistics.

“If you wanna lie back in the water, this’ll be easier.”

“Right.” He nodded, carefully lowering himself into the bathtub with his arms on both sides. The human poured more soap into the water, leaning over into the tub and stirring it a little with her hand, sloshing the water around to mix it together. The result was quite a few bubbles, which clung to the sides and to the seeker’s spiky knees poking out of the water. The human got to work, and neither of them made a sound for some time.

“You know, if I was a plane, I would LOVE the pressure washer.” She finally filled the silence, while scrubbing his leg.

“You can’t be serious.” Starscream tilted his head to the side, crossing his arms.

“I am serious. Especially if it’s a hot day…”

He lifted his leg slightly out of the water, giving her easier access.

“Hmph. If that’s what you’re into, I suppose.”

“What? It just seems so refreshing.”

“If you truly think so, perhaps I should blast you with it next time.”

That comment earned him a laugh from the human, which actually startled Starscream for a moment. He didn’t know what to do with this! He just smiled awkwardly, listening to her laugh. That smile lingered on Starscream’s face all the while she worked, and he actually found himself…relaxing as the human continued the spa treatment.

After a while she collected herself, speaking up.

“You know what?”

“What?”

“I never realised you were… sort of blue before.”

He chuckled for a moment, amused at her surprise. But then his expression turned more somber. It was true, his frame wasn��t truly all gray and dull. He had more blue and white on him than he let on, but he had been neglecting his finish for the past few centuries. Which he had his reasons for, but it wasn’t exactly something he was looking forward to opening up about. At least not today.

“Well- I- It’s not like I had ample opportunity to deal with it! As Second in Command to the Decepticons, I had constant duties to attend to.” He scoffed, crossing his arms.

“I couldn’t be wasting my precious time on such frivolous things as continuously fussing over my finish. Unlike some…” Starscream’s tone had a certain defensiveness to it, something which the human decided not to push when it was obviously something he didn’t want to talk about.

“Hmm. Well, it’s a shame. Your colors are really pretty.”

The seeker pulled himself back upon hearing those words, doing his very best to avoid eye contact with the human.

“What? It’s true!”

“Shut up and keep scrubbing.” He replied with a dismissive wave of his servo, still averting his gaze. Another sudden laugh from the human startled him and he finally looked at her, a smile he tried to hide tugging on the corner of his mouth.

“What are you laughing about, you tiny thing?”

“You like being called pretty.” She replied. “Hold out your arm for me?”

If he was startled, he hid it well and quickly recovered.

“Of course. While it is not the word I would’ve used, I suppose I cannot blame you. After all, it’s only natural you would recognise my exceptional frame.” He replied, trying to act as casual as possible as he brought his arm forward for her to clean. But it was no use, he looked almost shy as he tried to fill the silence, and his wings were clearly fluttering.

“Why, I happen to be the representation of anything a seeker could hope to become, if I do say so myself.”

She moved the soapy sponge up and down and listened to him preen, noting every little little flutter of wings that accompanied his words. Turning his arm around gently, she sprayed a bit of water right into the joint.

“Not only due to my impressive frame-”

Starscream was not used to being touched like this.

“-but also my unmatched skill in the air.”

Being handled like this.

“I was- I am a force to be reckoned with.”

It was still uncomfortable, but simultaneously very not bad. Very not bad at all. She had gradually worked her way down from his shoulder to his wrist joint, stopping at the servo. She held it in between her own hands, sitting over the side of the tub and laying out his talons over her upper leg.

“Are you even listening?”

“Do you want me to file these sharper?”

They spoke at the same time.

He looked down at her, dumbfounded, unable to resist the urge to just squeeze the squishy limb ever so slightly. So warm and pliant, even a little icky in how it simply gave way under his servos. The irony was not lost on him, and this time he didn’t try to hide a grin. This small creature, one who could be so easily wounded by the cut of those very talons, was offering to sharpen them even more. It’s as if she didn’t even know who she was talking to. He had the sudden urge to remind her, to squeeze even more until this human knew to be wary of him, but he pushed it aside. Why was he even thinking that? Besides, she had just worked so hard cleaning him. It would be rude to mar his newfound shine with her blood. Not to mention difficult to wipe off.

“You might as well.” He replied, trying to appear disinterested. But as her fingers glided delicately over his digits, the file in her hand scraping against the tips, he could almost fall into a recharge right then and there. In fact, he did close his optics. Any arrogance that might’ve been preventing him from making a fool of himself was immediately thrown out the window. And if the human noticed she didn’t say a word, just silently repeating the process with his other arm.

[paperstarwriters]

To the Soft and the Cold

Optimus Prime x Reader

Warnings: fluff

Summary: Despite being a giant metal robot, sometimes people call Optimus soft. Despite being a soft squishy human, sometimes people call you cold.

Masterlist | Transformers Masterlist

Word count: 1,397

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"It's funny."

"Hm?"

The wind blew past you, sweeping through your clothes and cooling you down as the setting sun kept you warm. It would not keep so kind a temperature for long—the cold seeped in more and more with every passing minute—but in the Jasper desert a little bit of cool air was a welcome gift. Which, perhaps only highlights the strange disparity between you even more.

"Despite being the soft squishy human from a hot little desert, I'm seen as cold. Despite being the giant transforming iron truck from a planet made of metal,  you're seen as...Soft."

Despite the beauty of the sunset and the growing hues of pink that burst across the horizon, Optimus never tore his optics from you—until now. Averted to the setting sun, he shifted so he was closer to you before he tucked his legs up to his chest, and leaned a little more against the rocks you stood on. His helm now within reach, you swept your hand across his audial fin ignoring the feeling of dust against metal.

Having spent so long in this little desert, the dust and debris has long since ceased to irritate you—even more once you met Optimus. It's far from the worst he's been anyways. Compared to some other times, this layer is at least very thin. It's a thing you've noted lately, how you would often find that Optimus only ever really had a thin sheen of dust overtop him, while some of the other bots like Bulkhead or Arcee, or even Ratchet seemed to have layers upon layers of sand and grime. At best, they only cleaned when it became awfully visible, at worst they'd clean only when the grime began to impede their functioning. You didn't blame or judge them of course. Cleanliness could take a bit of a back seat in the face of ensuring both your own and an entire easily squishable population's survival.

It made it easier to touch and feel him though. Sometimes you liked to think that it made it easier for him to feel you.

"Do you think so too?" Optimus asked, the fin you had been petting for a while now twitching slightly and encouraging you to reach for the bottom side of it.

Despite your temptations, you're cautious not to reach too far, knowing the twitch of his fins were hardly under his control. It's never really happened before, even as his fin twitched as your hand remained against it, but you still can't help the natural fear of a big metal object slashing through the air and slicing or crushing your arm.

"Think what?" you ask, sweeping your thumb across the metal you hold. It's hardly any movement at all, but you can see how Optimus relaxes at the feeling. It's a little hard to wrap your head around—how such a big bot can feel such a small thing—but you're grateful for the little kindness that you’re allowed to give.

"Do you think I'm soft?"

You answer immediately. You answer without thinking.

"Yeah."

His fins go still.

Could you really deny that Optimus was soft? When he leaned against the surface you stood on, placed his helm so close to you so that you could touch him. When he snuck the both of you away and carved time from his hectic and important schedule just to read poetry with you—Primus, not even just for you. When he'd offer to bring snow back for Raf to see, when Miko and Jack would struggle in their classes—a miniature, distracting problem in the face of planetary survival and war—but Optimus would still offer advice from his experience and knowledge as an archivist and help if he had an extra moment to spare. When he'd calmly console Bee or Ratchet or compliment any member of his team...

It was impossible to see him as anything but soft and tender and kind.

You knew, of course, that many criticized that. War was no place for a person to be soft. It lead to enemies being spared, left to kill another day, left to take another one of your own when you didn't take one of theirs. Optimus had been criticized many a time for that lingering trace of softness around Megatron, the sort that made him falter, and let Megatron get the upper hand.

Soft, perhaps, is an insult to someone like him.

"I mean when you're with us," you blurt trying to remedy Optimus' spiraling thoughts. "You're soft with the kids and your team, I don't think that it's a bad thing to be kind to at least—"

"I don't think you're cold,"

"…What?"

He lifts a servo and as gently as he can manage, he brushes it against your stomach and chest. It still manages to knock you back a step, but once you lean into his touch, you find comfort in the tender motions

"You're warm,” he muses, optics trained intently on the the contact between his digit and your torso. “You're soft as well."

The laughter that bubbles up in your chest isn't meant to sound mocking, but you can't help but worry if it does. You've received many cold criticisms for the cruelty of your delight, even when you never intended to mock or harm. It makes you guarded, weary.

When you look at Optimus, all you see is his soft blue eyes, bright against the darkening sky, and the softest little curve of a smile upon his lips.

Soft. Warm. Tender. When he looks at you like you hang the stars in the sky, how could you describe him as anything else?

"I didn't mean it like that," you grouch instead. Averting your eyes back to the horizon where the sun had already long slipped down. The hues of orange and gold are the only traces of it left, and the darkness approaches with astounding speed.

It's cool, and soft and, tender. A welcome relief against the desert heat.

The night is nice as well, but not nearly as kind to you as the cool metal of his digit.

"I know." Optimus chuckles a little, his smile growing wider.

In the face of it you can't help but run through anything and everything you could do to keep the broad grin on his face, knowing it was a fleeting rarity amidst all of his hardships. You wish you had met under better circumstances. Even if he was still an archivist rather than a powerful faction leader selected by an alien god, you'd still want to be with him. Perhaps then, without the weight of two worlds resting on his shoulders, you could wring a smile from his face and keep it there for longer than an hour.

Inevitably it falters, and eventually it falls away. You don't know what had caused it, but it strikes a pain in your chest all the same.

"I meant... In the way you refer to me as soft as well," Optimus clarifies, once again shifting his digit to rub patterns against what little of you he could touch. "You're warm. You're kind and sweet and tender. You say I'm soft as if you aren't warm."

Your body decides to take his words as advice, as your cheeks and chest grow warm under Optimus' scrutiny. Once more delight burst across his face, and his digits curl around you, to allow his thumb to press a little firmer against your warm chest.

"So warm..." he hums, delighting in your embarrassment.

You try, and fail to tuck yourself away from his scrutiny. You could have done a better job at it, you know, but the chance to watch the liquid delight wash over his features is a moment you would never squander. So you let him grin and ridicule you in silence, the delight in his eyes, combining with a pillow-soft look, as you settle down in your half-hiding position leaning against his thumb.

"So... Soft," you reply.

Despite your whisper, you know Optimus can still pick up the soft sound of your voice, so keenly attuned to listening for you. Even then, you continue to hide halfheartedly, still taking the chance to watch Optimus laugh and still trying to hide the warm look that was surely growing on your face.

You didn't want it to be too easy for him to prove himself right, after all.

[yandere-wishes]

When Transformers One comes out do you guys want yandere headcanons?? One batch for the Autobots and one for the Decepticons? Let me know if you guys want to be tagged.

Also the hc would look like these two. Dune hc, xmen hc

[tftessa]

It was just a dream... or was it? 😎