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bluekat12345 · 2 years ago

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I posted 495 times in 2022

That's 270 more posts than 2021!

376 posts created (76%)

119 posts reblogged (24%)

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I tagged 460 of my posts in 2022

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#transformers - 278 posts

#answer - 219 posts

#rescue bots - 203 posts

#transformers rescue bots - 196 posts

#transformers au - 176 posts

#rescue bots au - 128 posts

#pokemon - 76 posts

#tfa - 53 posts

#reblog from a friend - 52 posts

#techno-organic cody burns - 49 posts

Longest Tag: 40 characters

#story of seasons: pioneers of olive town

My Top Posts in 2022:

TFA AU: Humanformers

This was actually an AU I’ve thought about for a while, but was hesitant to share because I wasn’t sure I’d be able to explain it well. My writings on my AUs tend to disorganized already, so I wanted to wait to I could properly explain this AU idea before sharing. I think I can explain now, but in case you still don’t understand it, don’t be afraid to ask, and I’ll answer the best I can.

Humanformers

As the title hints, this is an AU where our beloved Autobots are humans.

In this AU, the main Autobots start out as humans, but gain the ability to turn into giant robots thanks to the Allspark.

However, in this AU, the bots they turn into had lives of their own on Cybertron. I wouldn’t really call this a reincarnation thing, more like they main characters were given the ability to transform into Autobots that had died.

I actually got inspiration from Steven Universe, mainly how Steven inherits his mother’s abilities after giving up her physical form for him to be born, but he inherits her problems as well and most of his enemies think he’s his mother when they first encounter him.

So that’s a major theme in this AU, the characters often have to deal with the consequences of their predecessors’ actions.

They’re basically Superheroes in this AU, more than they already are in the show. Meaning, they actually keep their identity a secret from others, with only Sari knowing their identity at first. Maybe Isaac Sumdac and Captain Fanzone later on.

And they basically look like their human forms from Human Error. It was there so might as well use it.

You know how in other TF shows, the main group are experienced and respected heroes? I’m going to use that here. While the crew in this AU basically have the same personalities as the canon, their predecessors’, the bots they turn into, were indeed those experienced and respected warriors. So while Decepticons and Autobots are expecting skilled heroes, what they really get is a bunch of rookies who have no idea what they’re doing or what’s really going on.

Characters

Optimus Prime: Orion Fanzone. That’s right, for this AU, he’ll be son of Captain Fanzone. He is a recent college graduate who just starts working at Sumdac Industries. While Fanzone isn’t too fond of machines, Orion would be pretty okay with them. He, of course, would be the reluctant leader of this team. At first, he would be pleased to be able to help people and be a hero, but he would be the most negatively effected by his predecessor’s past.

Prowl: Pierce Roberts. He’s a park ranger in this AU, which I thinks makes sense, since he loves nature in the show. I imagine him being least effected by his predecessor's past, and would even be sympathetic to what his predecessor went through, and the one who deals with having to deal with his predecessor’s past the best.

Ratchet: Rowen O’Donnell. A doctor, a veteran, and family friend to Captain Fanzone and Orion. He, at first, would want nothing to do with all of this, but would more or less be convinced to do so by Orion. Aside from Pierce, he would be more understanding to his predecessor's past, since, as a veteran himself, he can empathize with what his predecessor went through.

Bulkhead: Benjamin ‘Ben’ Hudson. A college student who is an art major. He would have a love-hate feeling for his new abilities. He would enjoy smashing things and would be pretty fun, but he would hate how much damage his accidently causes. He’ll learn to be more carefully and how to use his new abilities for his art.

Bumblebee: Barry Baker. A high school senior. I wanted to keep him as the youngest, but not too young. He would be the most excited about being able to turn into a giant robot and would, at first, be irresponsible with his new powers, but he would mature over time and learn that he can’t just play around with his power. ‘With Great Power comes Great Responsibility’.

Story

In this AU, during the Great War between the Autobots and Decepticons over the Allspark, there was a finally battle between Megatron and Second-in-Command Optimus Prime, Top Medic Ratchet, Master Cyberninja Prowl, Wrecker Bulkhead, and Scout Bumblebee.

However, while the Autobots are victorious, Optimus Prime and his team did not survive, and their ship and the Allspark was lost. Many assumed the team killed Megatron, but Starscream had a hand in Megatron’s demise.

And as we know, Megatron and the ship would fall to Earth, with the ship falling to Lake Erie and Megatron being found by Isaac Sumdac.

The only thing that would remain of the original team would a shard of each of their sparks. And those shards would somehow find a way to the new team, and those shards would allow them to transform.

Eventually, the team would find a way to each other. For now, I imagine them all coming together during that monster attack during part 2 of the first episode “Transform and Roll Out!”

I imagine they had transformed at least once before the events of that episode, but that would be the first time they would’ve done so together. They’re fighting and teamwork would be sloppy and uncoordinated at first, but they would manage to get the job done and save Sari.

Shortly after their victory, the Allspark would call them to it, and wanting answers, the group would follow, with Sari being brought by Barry in secret.

But of course, they wouldn’t really get any answers as the Allspark is a very cryptic item. But it would still give Sari her key, which can still allow her to heal the crew in their robot forms and use it on other machines.

Sari would be the one who suggests they become superheroes. Barry and Ben would be quick to agree, Orion and Pierce would hesitate at first, but eventually agree, and Rowen would be “No, I’m too old for this.” Orion would eventually convince him to join.

So overall, the show would be about them being Superheroes, with only Sari knowing their identity and aiding them in whatever way she can.

But like a lot of superhero stories, it doesn’t take long before their secret lives as heroes start affecting their civilian lives, both in good and bad ways.

And it gets worse when Decepticons come after them, wanting to kill them for reasons the team doesn’t understand and thinking their someone else. Starscream would be the first, wanting to take the Allspark from them and gloating at how he killed Megatron, and they don’t even know what the heck he’s talking about.

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A Rescue Bots AU where everything is the same, but at some point, Cody starts to use punk/emo/black clothes not because he feels sad, but because he likes the esthetic and Heatwave likes things with spikes.

And so, on the outside, he looks like a cool punk rocker but when someone talks to him he shows the warmest smile anyone could give!

His dad and family want their little sunshine back!

This would be fun to see!

I can see this happening sometime after season 3 or even season 4. He decides since he’s grown so much since meeting the bots, he wants to try a new look.

I imagine he would go punk/emo style because the style is cool, tough, and maybe to show he may be a nice guy, he isn’t a naive little kid.

At first, everyone would be greatly concerned and are worried something’s wrong with Cody.

But Cody would show that he’s still the sweet, compassionate boy they know and love, he just wants to try a new look.

Heatwave would definitely like the new look, I can even imagine he would aid Cody as he creates his new look.

Chase would disapprove, thinking Cody looks like a hooligan, but since Cody doesn’t engage in any illegal activity, he wouldn’t try to stop Cody.

Blades would not like it at all, thinking the new look is scary and he wants sweet Cody back.

Boulder wouldn’t really understand, but he would be supportive in Cody wanting to try new looks and styles.

Charlie would be concerned, but seeing that Cody is no different personality-wise, he would chalk it up as a phase and allow it.

Kade would think he looks like a punk and might pick on him about going through a goth-phase, but he wouldn’t really disapprove of the new look.

Dani would actually like it, but she would tease him a bit how Cody’s too sweet to really be punk/emo, but she would like the new look.

Graham would definitely be concerned and would question why Cody likes this aesthetic so much, but he wouldn’t really say that he doesn’t like it.

The town would definitely be surprised by Cody’s new look, but Cody would quickly put their worries to rest by proving that while he looks different, he’s still him.

71 notes - Posted March 20, 2022

The Nine Worlds of the Yggdrasil Tree

According to Norse Mythology, The Yggdrasil Tree holds nine worlds in its branches and various creatures live in this tree. Here are the worlds Yggdrasil hold and what the worlds contain.

Muspelheim: World of Fire

Vanaheim: Home of the Vanir Gods

Alfheim: World of the Fair Elves

Swartalfheim: World of the Dark Elves

Helheim: World of the Dishonored Dead

Asgard: Home of the Aesir Gods

Midgard: World of Humans

Niflheim: World of Fog and Mist. Home to the Serpant Nidhogg

Jotunheim: World of the Giants

75 notes - Posted June 12, 2022

Pokémon Bede's League Cards

Something that I've noticed and but never really paid much attention to (and I've never seen anyone else talk about it), is about Bede's League cards:

These Cards have two different signatures!

That might not be a big deal but on the major league cards, the regular and rare cards have mostly the exact same signature.

There are only three exceptions:

One Card having a signature while the other is blank. (Hop, Marnie, and Piers)

The signature being the same, just in different colors. (Melony, Mustard, and Honey)

Ball Guy only has one card.

Bede's card really stands out because the signature is entirely different. Maybe it's to symbolize he's in a better place, developed into a better person thanks to Opal's influence. He went from an orphan desperately trying to please his 'father figure' Rose, to a Gym Leader under the guidance of someone who actually cares about him and his well-being.

That's just my thought. If anyone else has thoughts on this, please share!

Honestly, this has been on my mind for so long, but this was before I was really invested in Tumblr and by the time I was, the game was out for a while, so I decided not to say anything about it. Until now, that is.

75 notes - Posted October 17, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Pokemon Iono and Klara

When I first saw the new Gym leader, Iono, in the lastest trailers for Pokemon Scarlet and Violet, the first thing that came to mind was how similar she was to Klara from the Isle of Armor DLC for Pokemon Sword.

First glance, their designs are pretty similar to me, just different type themes, like Klara is Poison while Iono is Electric.

They both have pink hair with pokemon-themed hair accessories, Klara has a white Dustox bow and Iono has Magnemite hair things.

Those boots they have look rather similar, just, again, different themes.

They both present themselves as cute and bubbly, but there is something about them that indicates that that's not entirely who they are. Klara looks like a bubblegum pop girl, but is vindictive and calculating, and Iono looks cute and energetic, but those sharp teeth indicate that she is a fierce gym leader.

And they both seem to be focused on their popularity and image as well as their skills as gym leaders. Klara was an underground pop singer who decided to become a gym leader to become more popular and mostly wanted people to dote on her before getting serious about her training. And Iono is a streamer and influencer, so popularity must be an important thing for her, if her stream is any indication.

They give me the impression that if ever met, they would act like BFFs in public, but would be heated rivals, both in terms of popularity and skills as gym leaders.

86 notes - Posted October 14, 2022

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elfdragon12 · 7 months ago

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The Sg Humanformers Combaticons keep in close touch with each other after the war.

Bernardino and Astoria are living happily and tied the knot probably eloped after the war, with Bernard playing with their young daughter and Astoria is expecting their twin boys.

Bodhan and Alana had a small and intimate wedding ceremony, with Ms. Noknoi shedding tears of joy and Victoria looking so happy. Their friends were all invited for the occasion. The couple had beautiful children and continued to support each other with their careers and goals, living happily.

Shigeru and Madeline also settled down and living comfortably with teenage Pricilla, along with visiting Shigeru and Hoshiko’s mom. Also, Shigeru teasing his sister on a certain guy, Rory~?

Victoria and Orlando decided to work together and work on rebuilding, Victoria maybe playing match maker with Ms. Noknoi to find her favourite leader a boyfriend maybe as Bodhan shrugs off “They’re your problem now, sir” and Orlando sighs but can’t help be a bit amused. Maybe he can try dating again.

Yes, the group remains very close-knit with frequent reunions. Their lives move along and they're happy. Ms. Noknoi is a happy grandma to all of their kids. Orlando is halfway between uncle and grandma himself.

No one was sure they'd get here, but are grateful for every moment.

#ask #anonymous #humanformers #anon sg fanfic emporium

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whatudottu · 3 years ago

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I’ve been rotating humanformer Skyquake and Starscream around in my head quite often, so I decided to pick myself up by the bootstraps and force myself into outfit design, so that there’s at least the brief mention that Decepticons (and Autobots but they’re not here) have an ‘on-duty’ fit.

Heheh, I think I like making seeker wings into capes/shawls/whatever it is I’ve done- and I wanted to keep the rest of the outfit looking like an actual uniform, and something where Skyquake isn’t walking around with a half unbuttoned shirt in serious company.

doesn’t make him suddenly understand how to make a neat, even tie but what are you gonna do? suffer like i did lmao-

#skyquake #tfp skyquake #starscream #tfp starscream #transformers #tfp #maccadam #humanformers #fanart #again- the bonus of twin characters is that you can gear them up with the same fit if they’re identical- and outside of the tie #which is now actually a neat even tie of a professional- dreadwing wears about the same thing #i like to think those (garter-but-not-really) belts are for tools or bombs depending on the twin #since i’ve associated skyquake with comm towers and practically made him a ham radio guy #(oh no i’m turning skyquake into my dad- god if he ever had a backyard he would totally prop up a radio tower god)#but enough about the twins and the lack of dreadwing- there’s not too much to say for starscream #legs for fricking days yes- but he already started the trend of ‘turn wings into cape/shawl’ from my first drawing of him #so it’s just mostly a slight revamp as well as a ‘casual’ bonus #which is literally just the ‘i’m not bothing with the wings if i’m just doing paperwork’ look #and everything between that and ‘presenting as the second in command that i am’ situations #also i ‘rendered’ a set of lips and just went ham and made a full on drawing #and since skyke’s in a singlet i thought that if i were gonna post it it’d be under this one #could it be a separate image? sure- do i wanna make it separate? no #just hide it under the cut like i did for smitten skyquake- it’s tradition

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artsy-hobbitses · 2 years ago

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Who are the most likely of your Humanformers to find out they had a kid years after they’re born? (Excluding Prowl because Springer, technically, counts, but I would argue that it doesn’t because Prowl did not actually DO anything regarding his conception)

Sideswipe, Thundercracker and Jazz have actually had flings/one night stands here and there in the past, so there is likelihood for either of them.

Starscream was actually a manwhore, but as he’s a CC, it’s highly unlikely he’d have a kid running around from his rendezvous.

#inbox

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seehowsupplethespineis · 3 years ago

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Prime Hips Don’t Lie

(This is set in our Humanformers Wildbreak AU. Basically, this AU vaguely follows post-war IDW in the TFP universe. Starscream becomes president. Knock Out adopts Wildbreak. Optimus is a tired grandpa. That’s basically all you need to know for this story. If you want more information, here’s a convenient rundown Drawing Entity typed up a while back.)

(Summary: A lot is riding on this break-in. Optimus getting stuck in a window is a complication Starscream could really do without.)

(Warnings: Minor injury...that’s about it)

(Note: This story is the result of a joke between Drawing Entity and I that got way out of hand. In fact, they’re the one that suggested the line that is now the title. This fic is purely meant for a good laugh, which I hope it brings you!)

It was far too dark out to be sneaking around like this. Every other step, Starscream found his heeled shoes tripping over a curb or stumbling over a crack in the sidewalk. Heels probably weren’t the way to go for breaking and entering but he wouldn’t be caught dead wearing anything else. So, stepping carefully, he trekked onward, muttering curses under his breath.

“What was that?”

Starscream had almost forgotten Optimus was with him. For someone so large, the Prime was surprisingly stealthy. It was honestly a bit spooky.

“Nothing,” he snapped, “I’ll just be glad when we’ve retrieved that stupid speech.”

A low hum was the only response he got. The president sighed and rounded on the Prime.

“Is the written speech really that necessary? Can’t I just wing it?”

He received a stern look in response. Optimus’s disapproving glare wasn’t at all threatening - unlike Megatron’s - but it still served to make Starscream shut up. Something about it radiated an almost paternal disappointment. Starscream wasn’t sure why it was so effective.

“It is an important speech, Starscream,” Optimus admonished, “Every Autobot and Decepticon will hear it. If you inadvertently say something that could be misconstrued as offensive to either side, the unrest will only worsen.”

Starscream glanced away, telling himself it wasn’t because of the dad glare. The Prime was right, of course. He’d just wanted to complain.

“Yes, yes, I’m well aware,” he sighed loudly, “Let’s just get this over with. And remember- they cannot see us.”

Optimus shook his head, “I do not see why-”

“I brought you along solely as a lookout, Prime,” he growled, “I do not require your commentary.”

“But there is no need for all this stealth,” Optimus continued, as if his president hadn’t spoken, “If we explain the situation-”

Starscream cut him off, “I hardly command enough respect in there as it is. If they find out I forgot my very important speech that I convinced them I wouldn’t forget, I’ll be done for.”

“I am certain that is not true,” Optimus stated reassuringly.

Starscream rolled his eyes, “Yes, well, you don’t know them like I do. They’re vicious,” he shivered, “Also, I cannot afford to lose this bet.”

He didn’t have to look to know the Prime was frowning, “What bet?”

“It doesn’t concern you,” he snapped, impatiently waving away the question, “Besides, we’re here.”

Optimus followed his gaze to the structure in question. It stood out amongst the others surrounding it- a stark red beacon in the dark. Starscream led the way round back. He’d already planned how he’d get in: a window located about five feet off the ground. However, he had not planned for the bush blocking his way. Somehow, that detail had slipped his mind.

He considered his options. Stepping forward, he attempted to open the window from afar. Even with the tool he’d brought to pry it open, his arm was too short to reach. Huffing in frustration, he settled back.

“Now may we simply knock?” Optimus asked. Glancing his way, Starscream suddenly thought of a better idea than forging through the foliage. As the former Decepticon commander looked him up and down, the Prime frowned, until realization dawned on him. A small sigh escaped him.

“Must I?”

Grinning, Starscream thrust the tool into his hand, “Your president commands it.”

Looking very tired all of a sudden, Optimus held the tool limply and trudged toward the window. As Starscream had anticipated, the Prime had no trouble reaching to jimmy open the window. In fact, he seemed quite adept at it. It brought to mind how stealthy he had moved before.

“New plan,” Starscream proclaimed in a whisper, “You go in. I’ll be lookout.”

Optimus turned to frown at him, “I did not agree to that.”

“Oh, come on,” the president waved a hand in exasperation, “You’re obviously suited to this. You have a better chance at not being caught.”

It was subtle, but Optimus seemed to bristle at Starscream’s words, drawing himself up ever so slightly.

“Why would I be ‘suited to this’?” he asked, sounding just a touch offended, “I am no criminal.”

Starscream resisted a sigh, “Of course that’s what you choose to focus on. Look, you yourself have stated the importance of this speech. Is light breaking and entering really so criminal compared with the sabotage of continued stability on Cybertron?”

His eyes widened pleadingly as he blinked up at the Prime. Optimus glanced from him, to the window, and finally up at the night sky.

“If you would just-” he began.

“This is the only way!” Starscream cried in a loud whisper, “Now obey your president!”

With as much authority as he could muster, he jabbed a finger at the window. Optimus dragged his gaze back down to him. Starscream nearly caved at the steeliness he saw there. Just when he was about to crack, Optimus heaved a sigh.

“If there is, indeed, no other way,” he mumbled as he set the tool on the ground and gripped the window sill. Starscream stifled a sigh of relief.

“I left it in the couch cushions,” he informed the Prime, who did not respond.

With the bushes snagging at his shirt, Optimus awkwardly shuffled forward, torso halfway buried in the leaves. Still gripping the sill, he pulled himself up. The window was narrow, so he had to twist himself sideways to fit his shoulders through. For a moment, it seemed he might be too big. It was with a small grunt that he finally managed to force his upper body inside. Starscream would have applauded if they weren’t trying to be quiet.

This was going to work! Optimus would be in and out in no time and Starscream would be able to prove himself a competent leader. No bets would be lost anytime in the near future!

Of course, just as things started to go well, they took a turn for the utter worst.

As Optimus struggled to fit the rest of his body through, the window pane came falling back down. It landed solidly on the Prime’s side, causing him to drop his precarious sideways position. Starscream could only watch as Optimus’s hips became wedged in the narrow space. For his part, Optimus only gave a monotone “Ouch.”

“Come on, keep going!” Starscream hissed.

After some brief moments of toil, it was clear the Prime wasn’t going anywhere. He said something that was muffled by the glass. Taking the plunge, Starscream waded laboriously through the bushes until he could push up on the window pane. Optimus strained to catch a glimpse of him.

“I appear to be stuck,” he stated simply.

That was Starscream’s cue to panic.

“How can you be stuck?!” He looked to Optimus’s sides. It was a wonder the wall hadn’t cracked with how tightly his hips were squeezed in. Actually, on closer inspection, he could see web-like fissures in the plaster. Releasing the window pane, Starscream tried yanking desperately at the Prime’s shirt, then his legs, putting his full weight behind the effort. It was futile.

“Please, stop,” Optimus grunted, “This is uncomfortable enough as is.”

Letting one Prime leg flop back to the ground, Starscream threw his hands up, “What else am I supposed to do?!”

Before Optimus could respond, the window pane crashed back down on him.

“Ouch.”

Starscream buried his face in his hands. After literal decades of war, Optimus Prime - leader of the Autobots and bearer of the Matrix of Leadership - was finally at his mercy. The Starscream of those war torn years would have rejoiced in this victory. The Starscream of now wanted to curl up in a ball and cry. Not only was he not going to get his speech and possibly start a civil war, but he was also responsible for sidelining the literal most important person (aside from himself) on all of Cybertron! Worst of all, he was definitely losing that bet.

That - more than anything - drove Starscream into action.

He marched forward once again. The bush clung greedily to his pants and coat, but he powered through in order to thrust the window pane up as high as it could go. His hands fluttered nervously over the rigid Prime before settling on his lower back.

Optimus stiffened, “What are you-”

“You want to get unstuck, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Then hold still!” Inhaling sharply, Starscream lunged forward. Optimus’s muscles tensed beneath him as Starscream scurried over his back. He tried to move as quickly yet gracefully as possible, but found himself tumbling clumsily to the floor anyway. Heart pounding, Starscream remained completely still until he was certain no one had heard. Then, he shakily pulled himself to his feet, using a counter just beneath the window that he hadn’t noticed before.

Propped up on his elbows, the Prime looked up at Starscream with narrowed eyes, “Your knees are pointy,” he stated matter-of-factly.

Starscream scowled as he dragged the window pane back down without hurting Optimus (though he briefly considered slamming it down after the comment).

“I could just leave you here, you know?”

It was a clear bluff; if Starscream left the Prime stuck, he’d surely be found later, and the true reason for this night’s break-in would come to light. Still, Optimus couldn’t exactly afford to take the risk, so he shut up.

“That’s what I thought,” Starscream huffed as he spun around. Stepping gingerly, he swiftly made his way to where he’d left his speech. He sighed in relief when he saw it was where he’d left it: wedged between the couch cushions; he’d had to shove it in there when a certain pair of curious eyes happened upon him. The speech was supposed to have been completed days ago and - with the dreaded bet looming over his head - he couldn’t afford to be found frantically finishing it. Luckily, he hadn’t been found out, and so he slowly pulled the crumpled papers free and hurried back the way he came.

Optimus seemed strangely patient given the circumstances; but for a finger tapping silently at the counter, there was no indication that he was upset in any way. If their roles were reversed, Starscream knew he’d behave the exact opposite.

Setting the speech on the counter, Starscream reluctantly held out his hands.

“Come on,” he murmured, “We don’t have all night.”

After a moment spent considering the offered hands, Optimus slowly reached out and took his wrists. His large hands completely swallowed the president’s bony wrists; despite that, his hold was surprisingly gentle.

Not wasting another second, Starscream tightened his grip on Optimus and heaved. As before, the Prime didn’t budge. Starscream strained against him, even planting a heeled boot on the side of the counter for purchase. Eventually, he let go and stumbled back.

“Gah,” he breathed in frustration, “Why are your hips so deceptively big?!”

Optimus pressed his elbows back on the counter and glanced up at him, a frown marring his features.

“My hips do not lie, Starscream,” he stated primly. Whatever Starscream had been about to say completely fled his mind. All he could do was stare in disbelief. There was no way he’d heard that correctly, was there?

“Did…” he paused to collect himself, “Did you just-”

“Primus, I wish I’d recorded that!”

A high-pitched yelp escaped Starscream as he spun around, nearly toppling over as his heel skated over the smooth floor. Dread seized his heart as he caught sight of the person who’d spoken. He was partially in shadow, but Starscream could still make out that familiar, smug grin. With a sinking sensation, he realized he was doomed.

“Settle down there, Screamer,” The lights flicked on, revealing Knock Out leaning in the doorway, “I should be the one panicking. After all, you broke into my home.”

Starscream’s mouth went dry. After several embarrassing attempts, he managed to speak.

“How- How long have you been there?”

“Long enough,” the medic turned to Optimus, “I take it our dear president roped you into whatever this is?”

Optimus seemed reluctant to agree, likely out of a wish not to be unkind. Unfortunately, his silence was answer enough.

Knock Out nodded, “I see. Why, pray tell, have you broken into my home?”

Without thinking, Starscream’s gaze flicked to the speech on the counter. He ruthlessly cursed himself when Knock Out followed his gaze. Something bright and terrible ignited in the medic’s eyes. Starscream felt the sudden urge to scramble back over Optimus and flee, though he knew that would only delay the inevitable.

Knock Out strolled past his president and scooped up the speech with deliberate slowness, “What’s this?”

Starscream’s hands curled into fists, “You know what it is!”

“Do I?” the medic made a show of examining the papers, “Oh, so I do.”

“Just say it!” Starscream snapped, “I’ve no need for this pantomime!”

“But I do,” Knock Out grinned evilly and casually called back over his shoulder, “Wildbreak, it’s safe to come down, honey! The Prime and president just stopped by for an unconventional visit!”

It was then that Starscream noticed something gleaming in the shadows where Knock Out had been. He recognized the arc of the medic’s saw.

“Were you going to kill us?!” he cried shrilly.

Knock Out waved the question away, “Only if you were actual intruders. Lucky for you, both your voices are incredibly recognizable.”

“So if we hadn’t spoken, you’d have killed us?!”

“Hush, Screamer. These hysterics ill-befit a man of your standing.”

Starscream spluttered wordlessly as Wildbreak cautiously stepped into the room. Touseled dark hair shaded the boy’s drawn eyebrows. It struck Starscream that it was the middle of the night and yet Knock Out looked as put together as ever. Evidently, the boy hadn’t learned his father’s secret.

“Uncle Starscream? O-Optimus?” Wildbreak stared in bewilderment at the Prime’s predicament, “What are you doing?”

Optimus looked more than a little embarrassed as the boy oggled him. Starscream crossed his arms and glared.

“I came for my speech, okay?! I forgot my speech!”

Wildbreak’s eyes widened. Glancing up at his dad, the two shared a glance that could only be described as ecstatic.

“You lost the bet!” Wildbreak cried, all traces of unease evaporating.

“What was this bet?” Optimus broke in suddenly.

Knock Out gestured theatrically toward Starscream, “Care to fill him in?”

Exhaling loudly, the president explained as quickly as he could.

“These two have been pestering me about my supposed ‘incompetence’ for weeks, so I bet them that I wouldn’t forget something critical this week,” his shoulders slumped as he mumbled, “It seemed easy to win at the time…”

“You know what that means?” The malicious glint in Wildbreak’s eye far too closely resembled his father’s. Starscream felt as if he were being attacked on two fronts.

“Yes, I know what it means!!!” He had no choice but to resign himself to his fate. A bet was a bet, and he had lost. The consequence was too terrible to think about. Fortunately, a convenient distraction lay in the window beside him.

He waved an impatient hand at Optimus, “Will one of you help me free the Prime? I take it you don’t want him as a permanent wall ornament?”

“Speak for yourself,” Knock Out purred and was rewarded with a bashful head duck from the Prime. Grinning triumpantly, the medic took hold of one Prime hand while Starscream seized the other. Wildbreak hurried to lift the window pane as his father and uncle began counting. On three, they both pulled with all the strength they could muster. Expecting the same resistance as before, Starscream was not prepared for the Prime to instantly break free. Neither was he, it seemed, as he couldn’t prevent himself from collapsing on top of his rescuers. The breath rushed right out of Starscream the moment he hit the floor. Wheezing, he watched blearily as Optimus hastened to stand.

“My sincerest apologies,” The Prime stooped to help a limp Starscream to his feet while Wildbreak assisted his dad, “Have I injured either of you?”

The concern in his voice surprised the president, though by now it shouldn’t; as a Prime, Optimus was duty-bound to care for others, even former enemies. Still - at least for Starscream - old instincts died hard.

He shrugged out of Optimus’s grip, stumbling only slightly, “I’m fine,” he gasped.

Knock Out smoothed a hand over his hair, which somehow brought it back to its usual immaculate state, “Aside from a bruised spine? Aces.”

Optimus glanced over them briefly before nodding to himself. He rolled his shoulders back experimentally, assessing his own injuries.

“Thank you,” he breathed, massaging a spot on his back, “I was beginning to feel a bit claustrophobic.”

Wildbreak spoke before the former Decepticons could respond, “I think you broke the plaster!”

Starscream squinted at where the boy was pointing. Sure enough, bits of plaster had broken off from the inside of the window. There were hints of it on Optimus’s pants.

“Woah,” Knock Out breathed, “Prime hips really don’t lie.”

Optimus self-consciously lifted his hands to his hips before wincing and pulling away.

“Perhaps,” he agreed, “But they would still appreciate some ice.”

“I’ll get it!” Wildbreak dashed out of the room. Knock Out watched after him for a few moments before rounding on Starscream once again.

“You’re going to do it, right? A bet’s a bet.”

Starscream wanted to glare, but all he could manage was a defeated eye roll.

“Yes.”

A grin split across Knock Out’s face. It was the widest Starscream had ever seen on him.

“Perfect.”

Hundreds of Cybertronians flocked to hear their president speak. Still more would tune in to the live coverage. All eyes now turned to him.

That alone didn’t worry Starscream too much; he quite liked being the center of attention. What he found so frightening was that he’d be walking to the podium and delivering the speech whilst completely exposed.

“Oh for…” Knock Out dragged a hand down his face, “You’re not naked, Starscream!”

“I might as well be!” the president cried as he glared at Knock Out. They were at eye-level, which Starscream found incredibly disturbing. He should be leering down at him right now.

“They are only shoes,” Optimus said unhelpfully.

“Easy for you to say!” Starscream hissed, “You’re built like a…like a…a Prime!”

Optimus looked puzzled, “I am a Prime.”

Starscream threw his hands up in exasperation, “Oh, really?” he exclaimed with mock surprise, “I didn’t know that!”

The Prime seemed still more confused and Starscream resisted the urge to smack him, instead opting to continue his rant.

“They are not merely shoes! They are meant to serve as a statement of power!” He gestured down at his feet, “Nothing about these communicate power!”

“Oh, come on,” Knock Out huffed dismissively, “You’re the president. You already have all the power. The heels are just you being, well, you.”

Starscream snarled at him as he shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other. How did people walk like this? He felt so…flat, not to mention short. Every step felt like it jarred his whole body.

“I have faith in you,” Optimus broke in, drawing Starscream from his resentful thoughts, “With or without your customary footwear, I know you will earn the respect of our people. You have already proven yourself.”

Starscream knew he was correct. He was still inclined to feel bitter.

“You did this to me,” he growled at Knock Out, who smiled innocently back.

“Yes, I did. Now are you going to continue complaining or are you going to go be president?”

“It’s time, boss!” Starscream barely spared Rattrap a glance as his assistant called to him. Sighing in frustration, he spun around, snatching his speech from Rattrap’s wiry fingers.

“Let’s get this over with,” he muttered as he stomped onto the stage.

#Transformers #Transformers Prime #TFP #Wildbreak AU #Starscream #Optimus Prime #Knock Out #Wildbreak #Writing Entity #Are you happy Drawing Entity?!!#Tis finished!!!#Humanformers

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cirilee · 3 years ago

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With how clingy Knockout and Starscream are towards each other in your comics, I wouldn't be surprised if one day Breakdown would found them recharging being all cuddled up.

Ahhh!!

i have a headcanon for my humanformers that after Breakdown's death (u_u poor BD), well after that KO doesn't return to his and BD's shared room, and just stays overnight with Starscream every day, which goes unquestioned by both, it just happens.

at first its to get drunk and pass out on the floor (KO lament's BD's death, Starscream laments his general life circumstances). but after a while they manage to land on the sofa Starscream sleeps in.

they are too stupid to make it "official" by getting an actual bed that's big enough for two. the implications!

so Starscream just modifies the sofa they sleep on, to make it suitable for two (buying lots of pillows, and blankets "all decorative of course"), until it becomes their little hangout den where they also gossip.

(its what they're sitting in here:

which is why they got used to being near each other, even got a little clingy over the years, where they unconsciously touch one another, or seek out the other's touch when they're stressed.

but it's not like they're in love or anything !!

they just like to share essential information in a convenient place every day, all cuddled up in blankets with tea and crumpets and KO's lifestyle magazines all over the floor.

#koss #humanformers #starscream x knock out #human starscream #human knock out #caro tag

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shi-daisy · 3 years ago

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Mutual Enduring

Hello everyone! Today on the wavewave agenda we have a whump two-shot! With a side of humanformers (they're still from cybetron and age like in canon but they look and act human) Slightly warning for mentions of torture and some sexy stuff.

Continuity: Fan continuity (mostly a mix of IDW 1 and TFP)

@wavewave-week

Wavewave Week- Day 4- Power/Affection

He hated the feeling of cold metal against his skin, the needles, the darkness, the restraints that caused his arms and legs to go numb, but most of all he hated remembering.

The memories of the night the empurata was performed on him were memories he purpusely supressed, the only thing m he couldn't be rid off was the pain, at least not without medication.

Both he and Breakdown had been captured by MECH, neither could manage to escape or free themselves. It was an illogical outcome, that humans had gotten the best of two Cybertronians, but alas his current predicament was proof that it was possible.

He didn't know where Breakdown was, or if he was still alive, but if he managed to escape he'd look for him. He owed the man that much after he took a hit for him.

"Shockwave!" A female voice called out. He heard an alarm sound along with footsteps and gunfire. Just what was happening outside his room.

His was fading in and out of consciousness, but he could see the wall falling apart. Some people had taken down the door.

The voice from before called him again, it was louder and more distinct, as he could now recognize.

"Monochrome?" He muttered. His throat was raspy from dehydration and he couldn't speak properly.

"Yes it's me. Don't worry we're here to get you out."

"Breakdown, is he...?"

"He's safe, he's the one who told us you were still here and alive." he recognized Knockout's distinct voice as the medic began undoing his restraints. He didn't sound too chirpy however. "Just what did they do to you?!"

He couldn't answer, but deduced the man was asking about the peeled skin of his arms, or the scars on his chest. Even if the room was more illuminated now, he still couldn't properly discern the silouttes of his comrades.

"We'll carry you out. Just hold on until we get to the Nemesis. Please Shockwave! Please try to hold on!"

He could feel her tears falling on him. Why? Why would she cry for him? Why would anyone cry for him? They both carried him away from the building, setting the place ablaze as they escaped.

Outside it was nighttime, the stars looked so tiny from here, or maybe that was his vision failing him again.

There were more voices in the distance, getting closer. Obsidian, Strika, even Breakdown was there although he sounded much different. There was one voice however he was not expecting, at least not in such a desperate manner.

Soundwave's melodic voice was so strained, he was asking a myriad of questions in rapid fire to both Knockout and Monochrome. The medics had to calm him down as everyone finally headed towards the arriving Nemesis.

Shockwave's conciousness was slipping, the last thing her remembered was holding onto Soundwave's hand as he was weekend away to the medbay.

***

Soundwave has never felt as powerless as he did at this moment. Well, except perhaps for the time he found Shockwave after his empurata.

Both tragedies had been similar. The man he loved was covered in blood and in desperate need of care. The first tragedy he'd survived, but forgotten who he was before it, what he had before being turned into an emotionless man who simply cared for logic. The second was still unfolding, and all Soundwave could do was pray that he survived. Even if he changed once more, even if that small spark of remembrance was gone.

"Why is it taking so long?!" He asked, throwing the glass he was holding to the wall, where it shattered to bits.

Rumble and Frenzy both looked surprised but didn't question it, Laserbeak and Buzzsaw had fallen asleep, while Ravage and Megatron had just arrived at the scene.

"Soundwave stop!"

He froze upon hearing Megatron yell. The tall man also looked to be worried, but no one could tell for certain.

"I'm concerned for Shockwave's health as well but stressing like this won't help anyone. He's receiving medical attention, all that's left to do now is to wait.

When he's well, he'll need support, especially yours. You must be in good health as well."

He nodded, still nervous and mad. His superior must've noticed as he pulled him into a hug. While they were close he knew Megatron was not the type to be affectionate in public. He returned the hug, holding back the tears and simply letting himself go.

It too a while for the two to separate. Ravege then took over comfort duties and purred as he nuzzled his friend. Soundwave picked him up and pet him as he waited outside the medbay. After what seemed like an eternity, Monochrome came out of the room, her scrubs were covered in blood but she was smiling.

"He's okay. His organs were fine and all we had to do was place some skin grafts and rehydration serum. You may see him now if you like, he'll be up soon." The dark skinned woman yawned. "I however will be going to bed."

"Go, I'll join you soon enough." Megatron told her.

She nodded and left. His superior turned to look at him. "Do you want me to go with you?"

"No, it's fine. Go with your wife, I'm sure she's tired after all of this, and so are you. Thank you sir, and please thank Monochrome on my behalf too.

Megatron nodded before leaving. Rumble and Frenzy took care of the pets before he headed inside, hoping Shockwave wouldn't forget even more.

***

The two people he first saw were Knockout and Breakdown. The medic was changing his gloves and coat while Breakdown spoke to him from his bed. His tanned skin was covered in bandages, and he wore an eyepatch. He soon noticed that Shockwave was awake.

"Shockwave! You're awake!" Breakdown beamed. "I'm glad you're okay. It seems like we'll be matching now." He joked as he pointed to his eyepatch.

How? How could he endure such torture and still be smiling like that? It was one of the many questions his research wouldn't answer.

"It's satisfactory to know you were rescued and alive. Thank you for your concern Breakdown."

"Anytime."

Knockout walked over to his side. "May I give you a quick check up now that you're awake? I have to know if you have any lingering pain."

He would've laughed but he didn't have the energy to be sarcastic at the moment, he simply nodded and let the medic examine him.

Someone else came into the room, it was Soundwave. His blue hair was a mess and his eyes looked as if he'd been crying. Neither Breakdown nor Knockout seemed surprised.

"Medically you're fine. Don't take off these bandages in at least two days, they're waterproof and soft so they'll allowed you to sleep and bathe, if you don't have anything else you need me to look at you should be good to go."

Shockwave nodded and tried to stand, but he would've fallen down face first had Soundwave not picked him up. "I'll carry you."

He didn't protest as the other man carried him away or when they arrived at Soundwave's room instead of his lab.

"I volunteered to care for you. Tomorrow you can go to the lab, but tonight you should rest. I'll ready a bath for you and make you food."

He stayed silent and seated on Soundwave's bed as the blue haired man ran around the room. He put his sons and pets to bed and was now serving him dinner.

Why was he always so caring? The two of them knew eachother for milenia, Soundwave was the only person he remembered after the shadowplay and empurata experiments performed on him, yet no matter how hard he tried to remember he couldn't recall anything else. Were they once close? He couldn't say, but that seemed like the most likely hypothesis.

"Food's ready."

"Soundwave."

"Yes? Is anything wrong? Do you want something else? Maybe you'd rather take the bath first, sorry I can reheat the soup after, no worries."

"No no! I'm fine. I just ...I must ask you a question."

"Yes?"

"Why do you care so much for me? Our fields of work are vastly different, as are our social circles and our personalities yet you constantly look out for me...You're also the only person I can remember from my old life. Why is that? Can you give me an answer?"

"I can, but not now. We can talk before we sleep. I promise."

He decided to trust his comrade. After eating and taking a bath he was ready to speak with Soundwave. He sat beside him on the bed waiting for him to speak.

Soundwave was trembling, as if he was terrified of speaking. Shockwave was not good at dealing with emotional people but somehow he knew what to do.

His hands fell upon Soundwave's fair face, their red gaze was full of tears but he didn't look away. Soundwave placed his hand over his tenderly.

It seemed he was finally ready to answer him.

***

"I love you. I've loved you for centuries. Before the war happened and you were tortured, we were sparkmates... Then you were taken from me, and I thought I'd spend my life pinning for that version of you, but I didn't, because I love you still. Even if you don't remember, even if you're more alligned with logic than emotion, even if you don't love me back. I still love you Shockwave."

It wasn't in his nature to be surprised, but he would've never expected this answer.

It made sense, he'd seen how the couples of the Nemesis acted, or even human pairs. The fact that despite their distance Soundwave was so caring towards him, or that he'd be the only one his mind refused to forget. Even now, he seemed to know what the other wanted without voicing it.

Soundwave thought he'd faint when he felt Shockwave's lips over his. He'd always been a greedy kisser, even in their youth. He'd sometimes surprise Soundwave with a deep kiss before parting ways, other times he'd simply seduced him with his soft voice and clever hands.

After letting go they both took a moment to intensely memorize the other's face. Shockeave hadn't changed much save for his missing eye, which was now made of glass, and the scars upon his neck and arms that hadn't faded in centuries. Soundwave looked almost the same, but his built was stronger and he was now as tall as Shockwave.

"You taste as good as I remembered." He whispered. "I've missed you."

"Soundwave, are you certain I'm what you desire? There are other cons who'd give you the affection you crave, the affection you deserve. I don't know if I'll ever be the man you first fell in love with."

"Shockwave, I'm certain that you're the only one I want. Whether you're a kind senator or a serious scientist or a combination of both. I love every aspect of you."

That was all the confirmation he needed. He kissed Soundwave again, this time the blue haired man seemed to melt into the gesture, giving all control to him. Shockwave smirked as he gently bit Soundwave's bottom lip.

"Mmh! Seems like you haven't forgotten that."

"I've bitten you before?"

"Many times. You've left lots of marks. Not that I'm complaining."

Soundwave gently placed Shockwave upon the pillows. "And while I love your bites, I think I'd prefer spoiling you with kisses."

He let Soundwave do as he pleased. As promised the spymaster kissed his lips, cheeks, neck and even his chest. After three days of torture, this was exactly what he'd needed.

"Soundwave, let me kiss you too."

His heart raced when Shockeave pulled him into a kiss. Soundwave felt the scientist hands tangled in his hair, he kissed every inch he could get his lips on, and wouldn't let go until they were both breathless.

Sleep was taking over for them both. Soundwave pulled Shockwave close, careful not to worsen his injuries. "Are you comfortable?"

"Very much so."

"Good."

"I could tell you craved this. Your desperate touch, it breaks my heart."

"You don't need to worry about that, Shockwave. I'm fine now that you're with me.

I'll take care of you. And once you're better we'll hunt down the humans who hurt you and Breakdown. I promise."

"That's comforting to hear. But all I desire now is to sleep by your side. I intend to give you more affection tomorrow."

Soundwave smiled. "I'd like that. Goodnight dear."

"Goodnight."

Shockwave was not used to sleeping, much less with another person by his side, but the beating of Soundwave's heart and the feel of his arms around him was enough to grant him the most peaceful sleep he had in centuries.

#wavewave #wavewave-week #tf soundwave #tf shockwave #tf breakdown #tf knockout #tf rumble #tf frenzy #tf lazerbeak #tf buzzsaw #tf ravage #tf Megatron #tf oc #tf Monochrome #two-shot #mini fic #tw: torture

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