#tiny cogless miners

[magiertama]

*Jazz voice*: "Guys, I think Drift has a crush on our Doctor."

[keferon]

Guys. Guys they’re miners. They’re tiny cogless miners. Guys

I blacked out and filled the whole three canvases with sketches of them being itty bitty goobers. Figured Imma show you some haha

[jweekgoji]

I quite like Cybertronian!Reader, who can transform into a motorcycle. So Reader's size is just taller than a human. They can still stand in the palm of a larger Cybertronian's hand. What do you think?

TFO!Chars/Motorcycle!Reader [hcs]

tw: size difference, mentions of possessive/overprotective behavior. chars mentioned: D-16/Megatron, Orion Pax/Optimus Prime, Elita-1, B-127, Sentinel Prime, Darkwing, Airachnid. word count: ~2000 a/n: the size difference is sooo yummy  thank you for request anon

D-16/Megatron

One of the tallest from the miner gang. When D-16 finally gets his cog, be ready for a constant tease from him. I feel like cogless D-16 is the most respectful one, he understands how hard it is for you to fit in a society where physical differences play a huge role in how others would treat you. So every time you get into trouble, he will pick you up and like «my apologies!» before quickly walking away since he does NOT want to be punched for the second time this day. He is a total sweetheart, but please, don't be like Orion.

Cogged D-16 is more bold. He is happy he can finally transform, and he desperately wants to test the limits of his own powers. You might walk next to Orion and Elita-1 one moment, and then he quickly grabs you from behind, placing on his shoulder with a «here, let me help you» which is kinda sweet if you think about it.

He also has that tiny overprotective side in him, which is borders with possessiveness. If Orion tries to ask D-16 about it, he will get defensive. What is wrong with him, helping his fellow bot? He never means to disrespect you, his intentions are pure, it's just happens that he is taller and stronger than you. How ironic.

I still believe that, as Megatron, he never treats you as someone weak and unable to protect yourself. He admits that you're skilled, you are a capable warrior if necessary, but he'd rather keep you close than let you wander around others. His touch is careful, his whole servo covers most of your frame, and he loves it, but he's not sure about the others. He doesn't trust them with you. If other decepticons try to mumble even the slightest insult towards your size and alt-mode, he will act as if they dare to insult Megatron himself. [reader is hot enough to replace you whenever I choose, Starscream!]

Orion Pax/Optimus Prime

Cogless Orion is a huge troublemaker, and he is reckless, despite his good intentions. He constantly wants to prove himself, to Sentinel, to others and to you. He can see you struggle with everyday life, and he wants it to make it better for you. Orion often brings you some tiny energon cubes he stole during one of his secret visits to the archives, or maybe it's some pretty shiny thing he gets you because he knows you love it. When he sees your optics almost sparkling in amazement when he holds a trading card of Micronus Prime and you immediately go to reach it, he will be like «what's the magic wooord~?» playfully making you try and reach for it. He's not a bully, usually he quickly quits it and gives you it anyway, but he just adores that cute, tiny smile on your face.

The height difference between you and Orion once he gets his cog is even more noticeable. But after everything, there are noticeable changes in his behavior. He sees you from a little different perspective (no pun intended), and he practically looses that playful and teasing side of his now that he has many responsibilities on his shoulders.

If Megatron is a bot who prefers to hold you close to himself, standing on his shoulder, Optimus is the one who would kneel so he can look into your optics. Now that he's a Prime, a real, kind and caring one, it might feel a little different for you because with Sentinel everyone was used to looking up at him. What Prime would stand on his knees for a small bot for you? You're dear to him no matter what size you are, and he wants you to know that you're important to him.

^ a tiny addition, but he's the bot who probably would like having you on top of his alt-mode, a tiny bot on top of a truck. It gives more mobility during a fight, and he can be sure you're safe next to him. a cute sight for autobots, but a dangerous combo on the battlefield for others!

Elita-1

Elita doesn't really care if you're short or tall, she is more occupied with her own thoughts about how to deal with today's mission and get her promotion. If you do your job well and listen to her orders without being a trouble, she also has no trouble with you. She's not rude, just a busy woman who is thinking about her career, you know? But if you somehow are friends with her, she can spare a minute or two to have some rest.

I feel like she shares the overprotective trait with D-16 if you're much smaller compared to many other bots. Mines are already dangerous for everyone, so she has to keep her optics on you 24/7 so you wouldn't get in trouble, for example, if you accidentally got stuck by a rock or lost somewhere. She explains it like «I don't want to lose my chances of promotion because of you» but it is only a partially true.

Cogged Elita is as bossy and commanding as before, but now she's more open about her feelings about you. You two have some similarities between your alt-modes, you're both cybertronian motorcycles after all. << but the size difference between her and you are a little funny tbf. She might give you the same treatment as Orion with her «I am better than you» talk, but she quickly adds all your other unique abilities. You're fast, brave and strong despite your size, despite often being teased by others, you never give up and continue to fight. She's inspired, and she makes sure you know that she adores you for it. But when someone else tries to pick on you, she will punch them straight into their face.

B-127

You two are both short. Congratulations! But somehow...he's not the shortest on the squad? Bee doesn't see anything wrong with you being small, if anything, he will try to make it look like it's the coolest thing he has ever seen. He is just happy to have new friends, especially the ones who can talk back to him! like «what do you mean you can transform into a motorcycle? that's like super, mega, ultra AWESOME! can you drive while standing on your one wheel? can you do some cool trick??» he's your biggest fan.

B-127 is really touchy with you, mainly because he had never talked with other bots for cycles while being stuck on level 50. He likes to hug you, pull closer to himself, and nuzzle his cheek against your helm, sometimes even doing it without realizing it because he has so much energy and affection he has to release, and you're just around him...it's hard not to give you some love.

This guy probably makes you his victim of loooong, long talks. He will keep you close to himself, and you just HAVE to listen to him talking about Steve, how he struggles to pick a new nickname for himself, and how happy he is to have a cog and finally work for the government...! Bee is very enthusiastic, it doesn't hurt at all, but he has this death grip around your frame that you have no chance but to listen to him. He probably doesn't realize that he holds you, maybe he's unconsciously a little scared of being left all alone.

Sentinel Prime

That man is a bastard. And a huge prick. If he chooses to let you have your own cog, that's probably for his own amusement. I mean, with or without a cog, what difference would it make for him? If anything, he might accidentally kick or step on you if he wasn't careful enough, so consider yourself lucky because he was in a good mood to spare your life. Maybe with a cog, you would be more useful for him?

Personally, see him as a bot who would have you on his shoulder/palm while posing for some photo just because he wants to look like a very respectful guy. Look at him, some tiny two-wheeler and THE Sentinel Prime? Ohh he's so kind and caring for all of his citizens! But he just does this for a boost of confidence and support from other bots. Whatever helps him rule over Iacon and get energon faster?

In private, if you have a closer relationship with him, I can definitely see him loving your small frame the most. Other bots I mentioned before pay a little to no attention to it, for Sentinel this is a thing that makes him feel even more powerful.

He's careful around you, his touch is gentle and soothing, but in his mind, it's tempting and hot; one wrong move, and he can easily damage you, but he never does it because he is in control. You're lucky he likes you or just finds you amusing to keep around. He's a control freak.

^ definitely into holding you on his lap if he has a chance. you can mind your own business until he randomly picks you up and places you where he wants it.

Dakrwing

He is a jerk too, but at least he doesn't hide it. It really depends if you just got your cog recently or if you were with it all your life. If you were a cogless miner before, Darkwing has no mercy for you. He needs his work done and fast, after all, it is an order from Sentinel and he doesn't care if it's too hard for you to hold mining equipment that is almost as big as you. Do your job or he will report you, there's no other expectation. << but he might pick on you more than on anyone else just because of your size. Poor you.

If you were born with your cog and one of the elite cybertronians, might be a racer too, I can see him being softer. As a cogged bot you have a lot of free time, and most bots usually spend their time racing or minding their own business but let's say, you are popular enough to be noticed by him, who happens to be your biggest fan. If he spots you walking through the streets of Iacon he will awkwardly approach, holding his poster of you, shyly asking for you to sign it. His height and voice in intimidating but he acts like a total fanboy around you.

Airachnid

The spider lady is scary, intimidating and a little freaky. Most of the time she's really quiet next to you, whenever you are in the same room, listening Sentinel yapping about something unimportant as usual, you will notice her glancing at you. At first you might think it was an accident, the second one as just awkward, the third time she would not look away once you notice her staring. she has that little pleased smirk on her face whenever she sees you.

Airachnid is probably the second one of the tallest bots here. she's taller than Sentinel (but I'm not sure if she's bigger than Megatron with Megatronus cog), her spider-like appearance makes most bots uncomfortable and it will surprise her if you weren't at least a little scared of her. she's not the one to openly tell you that she enjoys the height difference between you and her but her silent interest tells you everything. her optics always focused on you and no matter how small and stealthy you are, you have no chance to make a move past her.

[transformers-spike]

Heyy I noticed that you put TFO among the stuff you might write for. Pls pls, if it's alright w/ u, Megatron x reader angry sex? Like, you might be a human he found after being banished and kept with him, and he trusts you bc u are nice, pose no real threat and ur good to blow off some steam :))))))))) but ofc he cares abt u, so it's more like angry sex + tender aftercare thank uuuuuuu i love my big metallic man with anger issues

My brain decided to do its own thing and for the sake of not writing a full length novel about it, I had to cut it short (and of course I made it sad because the boy is just dripping with angst - so I'm going to give him more.) So here:

He was advised to abandon you. Found in the deepest recesses of a Quintesson ship they’d shot down, you were still shaking from the crash. Not Cybertronian. Nor Quintessonian. A completely different being, with soft mesh, warm extremities and strands of something falling from your helm. An animal perhaps? Much like the strange quadrupeds traveling the surface? No, your optics move with intention, taking in your surroundings and wrinkling your optical ridge in clear contemplation. You are incredibly tiny, even next to a cogless miner. He wondered, briefly, when he first saw you, if you were another casualty of Sentinel’s tyranny, a forgotten being he sold off to the Quintessons without a second thought. He does not understand your language, nor can you speak his, but you observe the context and carefully come to associate certain words with objects, actions and designations. You cannot reproduce the subtle tones of Cybertronian with an organic vocalizer, much like the Quintessons – but you do not reject it. You learn to live despite your muteness. Many times he’s watched you draw figures in the sand with a twig the size of your arm, depicting what he could only assume to be a spaceship flying away from a distant planet as the Quintessons surround it. Sometimes you draw more of your kind, together in an embrace. You would stand over your creation, watching wistfully as the wind erased the fine traces of sand. A memory of your people. He wishes he could tell you about him and Orion, the pain of losing him, the crater in his chassis that will never mend – but guilt keeps him at bay. Soon enough, your provisions will run out. What they found on the Quintesson ship were rations made for your specific type of biology, with no guide to recreate them from, not even Shockwave could reverse-engineer the process. It’s simply too late. One orbital cycle, your life will come to an end, but he will give you the dignity of dying at his hands, painlessly. He is no stranger to starvation, but unlike him, you must refuel at various intervals during an orbital cycle, else he senses how you grow restless on his shoulder, fiddling with your servos, mesh growing pale and optics sluggish, growls emanating from your inner mechanism. You are not made for suffering Your life will come to an end, and you know this better than any other Decepticon; as though reading his thoughts behind the permanent scowl scratched into his face. Perhaps this is why he indulges in you even if he’s been advised against it. You’re eager despite your size, pressing yourself against his frame, ignoring your discomfort. He’s still getting used to his new body, including his strength for better or for worse. Yet you do not fault him when he leaves bruises. You kiss him and rub up against his spike, transfluid trickling down to his valve even before he comes undone. You squirm and laugh and pull him into a hug, helm to helm, a moment so perfect he’s ready to rip the cog from his chassis if it means staying like this forever, servos clenched into fists as he curses at Primus for the happiness he will shatter.

[brandwhoreafterdark]

I am so fucking horny about the tiny miners in TF1. They're all SO SMALL. I wanna see them stretched to the limit struggling to take a spike that's fragging huge compared to them. Imagine the tiny miners with tummy bulge. Tiny miners straddling a big bot's face, moaning and crying as their valves are eaten 🤤 tiny miner's resting their hands on their own tummy bulge, a bigger bot's servos wrapped all the way around their little waists to make them bounce on the spike. Tiny miners being manhandled and coddled and fucked stupid, forcing overload after overload from their sensitive little bodies til their optics are dazed and flickering, face stretched wide in dopey grins, whining and whimpering with every inhale and exhale of their vents because they're so high on pleasure

The wittle cogless bots are so fuckable

[peace-hunter]

What was alpha trion's reaction to see Orion again?

gonna take a shot in the dark and assume this was about the baby prime orion au

and the truth is. he didn't recognize him.

it honestly would've been stranger if alpha trion had recognized him at first glance, because the last time he saw him optimus was. a toddler at most. he was learning his first words maybe. as far as he's aware his baby brother is still, y'know, a baby.

and even when he's told that it's been fifty cycles, he still wouldn't make the connection with the little blue and red bot in front of him. because while his baby brother was tiny for his age, he was still a Prime. they weren't sure how tall he was going to grow, but they expected him to at least reach Solus or Prima. the little ones in front of him were maybe Micronus' size.

it isn't until he turns to the high guard accompanying them for answers that he would find out who exactly orion is.

and it's honestly hell for everyone involved.

the poor high guard has to tell his Prime how they failed them in every way possible, how they didn't get their SOS transmission, how they failed to stop sentinel from taking control of the planet, how they couldn't even take optimus with them to the surface and instead chose to cripple him to keep him as safe as he could be hidden right under their enemy's nose.

alpha trion has to deal with the fact that not only are his siblings dead, but he missed fifty cycles of the life of the one brother he has left. that his baby brother, the one they would've pulled the moon from the sky for if he so much as waved to it, had to grow up on his own, alone in a world that looked down on him for lacking what he should've had the entire time. that he's a stranger in his brother's eyes and has to tell him exactly who he is and what he lost when he doesn't even know he had it in the first place. that he's about to put the fate of their world on his baby brother's shoulders right after he just met him.

and orion gets told that everything he believed about himself and the world is actually not true. that he's not just a cogless miner destined to do nothing but mine for the rest of his life but actually a Prime who is supposed to now take back their world from sentinel and the quintessons. and even if it's a bit vindicating mostly he's just. shaken to his very core. terrified out of his mind at the responsibility he's being handed. angry at being forced into yet another position he didn't ask for and didn't choose. grieving for something he doesn't remember but has been missing his entire life.

not even the rest of the gang is taking it well, but that's flour from another bag lol

[mychlapci]

pool boy optimus but he’s in tfone instead of tfa

sentinel prime invites him to work for him instead of in the mines after the iacon 5000 and it’s a really sweet gig! all he has to do is clean around the huge mansion in iacon, but sentinel’s voluptuous, neglected wife megatron keeps giving the scuffed, dirty, tiny cogless miner Looks

ARGHh god yes. barks and whimpers like a dog. mhmm I suppose in this AU, the two of them never met in the mines, maybe D16 got through the assembly line still cogged and ended up marrying the Icon of Iacon - it was supposed to be the perfect marriage, but he was quickly disillusioned, growing to resent Sentinel.

tfone Orion is perfect for this, he's such a clumsy rascal, he'll be causing plenty of trouble trying to be a good maintainance bot, which will give Megatron a lot of reasons to call him into his room and give him a strict talking to that has Orion's panels ready to pop open. And it's a perfect excuse for Megatron to watch him while he works.

And now, of course, Orion fucks Sentinel Prime's wife. Oh boy. That is definitely not something you want to do, Sentinel can have anyone scrapped quietly and without a hitch, he should not be fucking his big horny angry wife if he values his life... but Orion's thinking with his spike.

[themyriadpoet]

Hiya, guys! This is my half of the art trade for the wonderful @pompadourrguy! A little ficlet featuring D-16 and reader finding their way into some shenanigans! Hope y’all enjoy it!

Restricted Access

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,016

“I can’t believe you talked me into this.”

“Don’t worry so much, Dee! This’ll be fun!”

You took your fellow miner by the hand, guiding him into the section of the casino restricted to cogless bots. It was a dumb idea, to be sure, but you decided to worry about the consequences later. As your optics observed the glimmer of the building’s golden interior, the silver mech huffed at you, not exactly reassured by your words but still allowing you to drag him by the servo. 

“We’re not supposed to be here, you know? Miners aren’t allowed in this division.” 

You shrugged your shoulder platings. 

“Pssh, come on. We won’t be here for long. I just want to buy you a drink.”

D-16 released an empty, mocking chuckle.

“Yeah. Good luck trying to get one when everyone knows we’re miners.”

You chose to ignore him. With careful actions, you avoided the crowd of much bigger cybertronians, some sending glares your way and mumbling the word “miners” beneath their vents. Perturbed, you tugged D-16. 

“Uh, let’s move over here.”

To your surprise, D-16 was the one who tugged you instead in the opposite direction.

“No, this way.”

You went along with him, trusting him. With his skill, he managed to find a niche in the wall of the building, one that was large enough to hold two cogless bots. Within the secret room, there was a table, some tiny cubes of energon, and a small chandelier hanging from the ceiling. 

Surprised, you couldn’t help but laugh.

“It’s like this place was made for us.” You looked at D-16. “Huh. Thank you.”

The miner crossed his arms over his chest.

“You always gotta count on me to get you and Pax out of trouble.”

You snickered, supposing that it was true. 

Through the hole in the room, you glanced into the area for cogged bots only, wowing in awe at how impressive it all was. The floors were cleaner, the decorations were grander, and the energon was much more vibrant. 

In a way, you were jealous. Still, you digressed.

“Pretty cool, right?”

D-16’s chin rested above your helm as he spied with you.

“Yeah, yeah, I guess.”

You shifted beneath him.

“Stay here, I’m gonna grab us a drink!”

“No, wait!”

Before he could reach out to you, you already slipped past him and into the main room of the casino. Carefully and casually, you made your way around, evading wandering optics and the like. The rooms were filled with chatter and laughter, so much so that it was almost overwhelming. Nonetheless, you persevered. 

You scanned every nook and cranny until finally settling upon two cubes of full, untouched, and unattended engex from a table. Swiftly, you nabbed the drinks and left. Once you returned to the hole in the wall, D-16 was still waiting for you, tapping the side of his arm impatiently.

“Hey, you’re back!” His faceplate fell. “And…where did you get those?”

You bounced your shoulders at him to dismiss him.

“Nevermind that! Just enjoy some engex with me.”

He was reluctant, you could tell by his hesitant movements and uneasy expressions. Nevertheless, he did as he was told. Together, the two chatted about your day in the mines, even cracking jokes as you sipped from the cubes of engex. His laughter was like a bell of music, and his smile was as warm as ever, highlighted by the glimmer in his golden optics. 

Eventually, you found yourself spacing-out upon feeling his touch. It was warm and inviting, something you desperately craved from a mech. You brought him for a risky night out, you didn’t expect to actually fall harder for him in the process.

“Hey, you okay?”

“Mm?” You blinked. “Oh! Yes, I am. I’m just…glad you’re here with me, Dee. I didn’t want to do this alone.”

He chuckled, setting your cubes of engex on the table.

“Well, you know me, I can’t let you out of my sight.”

You couldn’t help but blush, a tint of blue rising to the surface of your metal cheeks. Similarly, D-16 blushed as well, apparently catching the double meaning of his words.

“I mean, well, what I meant to say is-”

Almost immediately, he was interrupted by the gruff voices of two approaching guards, stunning you both into silence. 

“This way! They’re over here!”

“Come out, No-Cogs!”

Before you could panic, D-16 grabbed your servo.

“This way!”

Together, the two of you made a quick dash deeper into the crevice, eventually finding a way out of the building and reaching the alleyways of Iacon. It was a brisk chase, one that sent your internal mechanics haywire with a mixture of fear and thrill. You even tripped several times, leaping over storage boxes and such. Although you laughed, D-16 was less amused. Still, as he held you by the servo, he gave you smirks and winks that prompted your spark to flutter. 

For a nanosec, it was like you were trapped in a stasis nap, completely devoid of all worry and fear. All you could think about was him and him alone. As D-16’s digits intertwined with yours, you felt elated. When was the last time a mech ever made you feel this way? It was too long. Too long, for sure.

Fortunately, the guards soon lost you.

“That was too close.” You frowned. “Sorry about that, Dee.”

The latter humphed.

“Yeah, I forgive you. Let’s just head back to-”

Before he could release your servo, you gripped his own servo even tighter, surprising him. He looked at you, his optics expanding.

“Hey. Whoa, what’s this?”

You smiled at him.

“Thank you, Dee….for coming with me. I had fun.”

D-16 grinned back at you.

“Really? I couldn’t tell.” He laughed. “I did too, I guess, and that’s not just the engex talking.” 

He set a servo on your shoulder.

“But next time, let’s just stick to our sections in the casino, alright?”

You couldn’t stop the blush from forming across your faceplate as the two of you strolled through the alleyways of the city.

“Yeah, sure, Dee.”

Divider Credit: @/lunaridae

[coremichael]

never done this before but I'm genuinely curious bc, again, my brother and I were talking about transformers one and we're basically on the same page about how old we think the cogless workers are but I saw some comments that made me think my opinion is a hot take? lol

[brandwhorestarscream]

You have no idea how much I needed VERY sick and pregnant Megatron in my life. Him begging not to throw up and just being miserable was something I didn't know I wanted but now I know. You've opened my eyes.

Little cogless miners are so small and adorable. They're so tiny 😭🥰

Orion Pax is such a smug little shit (affectionate) in the beginning of the movie. I love him so much.

I cannot wait to see the 4th chapter of TFone Megatron being pregnant ☺

Hey, I'm glad you liked it! Poor Dee's really going through it. 4th chapter is still being worked on, but here! Have some bonus content of poor sick D-16. This time, after hours:

::Digestive tank purge, initiated::

D-16 gags as he comes back online, startled out of recharge but body moving in its own, stumbling out of his slot and clamping one servo over his mouth. Something in his abdomen heaves and he feels hot bile hit the back of his throat. Tears blur his vision and he searches desperately for a waste bin, but it's too late: his upper body jerks and he stumbles to his knees over a drain on the floor, one palm planting shakily on the cold concrete before half-digested energon comes sloshing past his lips.

He moans, miserable, tears dripping solemnly down his cheeks. He gags again, violently, sobbing as it makes his whole upper body jerk. His midsection throbs, his esophageal tubing burns. He hunches over, vents whirring loudly, pressing his overly-hot forehelm to the cold ground.

"D-16?"

He whimpers pathetically and turns his face, squinting against the fluorescent backlight. "D... Doctor...? H'oh-!" He gags again and turns to purge, coughing out a sheet of clear, burning sludge.

"I'm here," Ratchet is kneeling at his side immediately, one servo on his back and the other coming to touch his forehelm, holding his head up. "Primus, kid. You're burning up." 4 degrees outside of what could be considered the normal parameters. Any hotter and he'd probably have to be shut away in a medsuite for emergency care.

Exhausted, D-16 slumps over, heavily leaning on the medic. His vents are shuddering, and his whole body is trembling with exhaustion. He sniffles again, tears still threading down his cheeks. "...it hurts," he admits in a tiny, rasping voice. His optics glaze over and he starts to sob into Ratchet's lap. "I feel... s-so bad...!"

The medic's spark aches, because there's really nothing he can do. Fever reducers and extra coolant haven't been working, antibiotics aren't working, he hasn't been able to rest and sleep it off the way he desperately needs to, and none of his tools are calibrated for identifying specific viral strains and whipping up the chemical compound of a cure. Not like the ones in the real hospitals. When it comes to illness, all he can do is guess and estimate and diagnose to the best of his ability, and treat them accordingly. But nothing's been working and D-16 just keeps getting sicker. The only silver lining is that he doesn't seem to be contagious, as no one else has come down with his mystery ailment.

Defeated, Ratchet rubs soothing circles on his back while Dee sobs into his lap. "I know, kid... I- I know. We- I'm sorry, we're still trying to figure it out." He and First Aid and Sugarcoat were up to their ears in half-finished repairs and a huge queue of mecha in need of their constant attention because of the new shift rules. There just wasn't time to figure out a treatment for one mech's fevers and stubbornly upset tanks. Dee makes a miserable snuffling sound and starts coughing, prompting Ratchet to drag him into a sitting position to decompress his aeration systems.

"...come on," he stands up and slides his hands under D-16's arms, pulling him to stand. The younger mech's legs are shaking, knees knocking together. His optics are unfocused, and he wobbles dangerously. "You gonna biff it?"

"D... Dunno."

"Alright. Hang tight, I'll getcha a chair."

The wheelchairs are antiquated, all of them rusty and dusty and old, but they're enough to support a miner's weight and get them where they need to go. Ratchet pushes him to one of the medsuites and effortlessly lifts him onto the berth, telling him to lie down.

"What're you...?"

"I'm doing inventory," shift doesn't start for another two megacycles, but the work needs to be done. "You're gonna sleep. Lying flat should help the nausea some." He'd have liked to also get him on an energon drip, as his constant purging surely had his gauges in the red, but energon was in short supply right now. Emergency transfusions only, and unless a mech was at risk of deactivating, it wasn't considered an emergency.

D-16 doesn't look convinced, cuz he's really not supposed to be in here. Ratchet tuts at him, says, "Doctor's orders." and throws a weighted sheet over him to seal the deal. To his relief, Dee falls back into recharge some ten kliks later, and is able to get a bit more uninterrupted rest. He feels awful when he has to shake the silver mech awake for the work cycle, but inciting the wrath of their overseers by being late would only make his fragile health worse. Thankfully, Dee is able to walk (more of a hobble, but at least he was upright), and Ratchet resolves to figure out something to help him.

[crocomum]

Okay but,

The idea of in TF One Dift/Deadlock is a member of the disillusioned High Guard and Ratchet is this former cogless medic.

Drift breaking into Iacon on some recon/scouting mission, getting busted up in the process and Ratchet finds and fixes him no questions asked.

OR

Ratchet in his off hours from the medbay would set up his own tiny clinic to help the miners whenever he could, not expressly against Sentinel's orders, but highly frowned on/caused his ostraciaation.

Fixing Drift who is repeatedly injured and NOT surviving well as a miner. Drift leaving with the High Guard after getting his cog because he CAN'T cope in a society that appears to be shrugging off generations worth of subjugation and ignoring all the friends he lost to the mines/abuse by the mecha in charge.

[scalproie]

stuff I noticed on (???)th rewatch:

Even tho for plot reasons it cant be him, Laurence Fishburne aka Alpha Trion voices the narrator in the archives, fitting since Alpha Trion was the prime in charge of preserving history

Steve Blum voices one of the guard

Shockwave alt mode model spotted when Orion was falling

Orion was just about to enter the miners barracks when when he got caught up while he was fleeing from the archives

Love the little details of the miners knowing each other (miners going "oh. It's Orion." when he was on the train or Moonracer and D-16 silently aknowledging one another, or later the miners from their sectors recognizing them in the race)

Jazz behind Orion in the train and Ironhide talking with Arcee in the background

Cute

Kinda horrifying that they are supposed to leave a fellow bot to die as per protocol. I guess one bot dying is better than three but still, you could already see the system was unfair, they did save Jazz but got no recognition for it. Also despite her irritation, Elita was throwing those supporting sticks like javelins to help them

Jazz being cared for by a cogless bot who looks a bit like ratchet, tho it cant be ratchet since he's namedropped as a doctor later

D-16 helping Orion up

Before she got fired and based on their miner badges, D-16 was a tier away from being at Elita's rank (meanwhile Orion's a shit miner based on his badge alone)

Wheeljack most likely also being fired by Darkwing in the background (speaking of, its funny that the explosion started with Wheeljack)

The scrapped punching bag still being in the background in the barracks

Orion's hand on D-16's shoulder when Sentinel talks about the matrix, then him taking it away when he says he didnt find it

D-16 probably has changed berth before, at the end of the movie, we see that he initially added a huge Megatronus sticker to its left side, but the one we see him sleep in doesnt have it, or maybe in 50 cycles, the sticker simply got damaged with time and had to be removed.

Speaking of, D-16's sticker got damaged FAST

Steve Blum also voices the Iacon 5000 announcer, it wouldnt surprise me that hed be one of the voice actors with the most appearances in the transformers franchise as a whole😊

I believe the only mention of the term "cybertronian" in the movie is when Sentinel calls the Iacon citizens his "cybertronian family"

Sentinel lied about the "tomorrow all shifts will be off" for the day of the race: when we first see Orion and D-16 in the race, it cuts to Elita and a few other bots working

Iacon 5000 board:

fairly consistent and lots of familiar names! (RODDY!!! He was in 6th place before falling back to 9th😔, and Chromia climbed her way up until she was second place at the very end before winning)

D-16's quiet "what is happening" during the big laugh

Darkwing actually being a decepticon in G1 is gonna be so funny in this continuity. Hey what if the guy you relentlessly bullied turned into not only your future boss but also one of the two strongest individuals on this planet and he is known for his rage and lust for revenge

The gag of Bee showing the duo what his job is and telling them he's supposed to pick out what's salvagable among the trash while his helmet he uses as an exemple, smth clearly useful, is just fucking gone in the fire

Nitpicking here and 100% paying attention to details that dont matter but Alpha Trion's map reinforce my belief that cybertron is like. A Tiny Planet. Perhaps the train is incredibly fast and get them closer to the location but it still only take them a day on foot (and later on wheels) to get halfway across the planet

"Easy! ... But it wont be easy."

Prowl and Ironhide loading the crates onto the train, then the two talking in the bg, then finally leaving when Elita goes to investigate the train

Speaking of, love the locked crates system, its clever

Also Elita showing she already know how to fight by the way she beat the trio's ass, which explains her fighting skills later in the movie, she's not a badass out of nowhere

This sign which after looking a while at the cybertronian alphabet I believe say "No Bot Here"? (Not sure on the "Here")

Bee shoving Orion away from the falling crate in the train

Cybertron constantly shifting💖 that planet is alive💖

D-16 helping Bee out of the ground

Orion waiting for D-16 to catch up

Cybertron is also 75% metallic rock formations apparently, judging by the scenery the gang passes by

In addition, everything organic looks foreign, so this is more going into hc territory but maybe the quintessons did bought organic flora with them during the war, "contaminating" the planet, which then could grow into forests

D-16 is downright TINY next to Megatronus' head, which makes the comparaison with Megatron at the end (who is most likely as tall as Megatronus thanks to his cog and his second transformation) kinda jarring

A flower straight up has teeth, I genuinely dont believe its native to Cybertron

Alpha Trion says the war against the quintessons lasted "thousand of cycles" and its fascinating to me: the original storyboards had Orion stating that the war had been over for 1000 cycles- now changed to 50 cycles for the movie and 1) it means that Sentinel's reign is RIDICULOUSLY SHORT all things considered, this is like, after 10 years of war, being in charge only for a MONTH before it all comes crashing down... (now that I think about it, I think my brain wouldve liked the original "Sentinel ruled for 1000 cycles" more) and 2) it somewhat gives me the impression that cybertronians are... actually pretty young? As a race?

During the sand flashback, Prima (or Liege Maximo, they have the same colors here) goes down first buried under Quintessons

Optimus will inherit his matrix axe from Zeta

Also Zeta's head looks like a crown

The Quintessons' main ship not only look organic, which is gross and cool af, but the entrance from which the quintessons soldiers and general came down straight up looks like a mouth with teeth

Orion shaking his head when D-16 says he only cares about himself

Biolights visible during the gang's first transformations💙

D-16 and Elita bumping each other after their transformation, Orion bonks Bee in the chest as well

D-16 IMMEDIATELY putting his fists up at the noise, voice already getting lower too

Big mushrooms

Even bigger trees, the trunk alone must be the size of a human skyscraper, and THIS looks like a proper forest with dirt and everything

Cute

D-16's eyes go from yellow with tint of orange to full orange after he goes "I. Got. It." to Orion. They go back to yellow the next time we see him

Sentinel kept the Primes' table with all thirteen chairs

Luna-1 and 2 cameos

THEY REFER TO THE PLACE WHERE THE HIGH GUARD IS HIDING AS A "BUSTED OLD SHIP", IT STILL HAS FLESH AND BONES AND AN ACTUAL SPINE, WHICH MEANS ITS A QUINTESSON'S SHIP AND YES THEY ARE ALIVE

They really build a fort around this ship, it has barricades and everything

People already know this but Starscream's throne resembles his crown and cape from the '86 movie

D-16 shakes his head when Bee calls the High Guard "prestigious", this is after the shot on his perplexed face when Starscream gives them their options

D-16 also clench his fist in the bg when Starscream mention they saw Sentinel's betrayal and when the Primes fell

RAMJET POG

Everyone already noticed D-16 licking his teeth before the headbutt

Btw how did the High Guard know his full actual name? Orion only ever called him "Dee"

Thrust was SUPER into D-16's speech

Obvious, but D-16's fully go orange at that point

Airachnid and Sentinel's forces shoot yellow blasts, the High Guard shoots purple

Again, another one people know about but Thundercracker swaps with Skywarp between shots (G1 ref💖)

Nothing that proves this, but there seems to be two types of roads in Iacon: permanent ones, and the ones that build themselves as you drive on them, when Orion jumps down to Iacon, he lands on a road and then changes to a autonomous one

THEY GOT ROBO-STREET FIGHTER

The plaza they fight on at the end is directly below the prime tower

If you wanna have fun just focus on any background fight between a seeker and an eradicon when they fight in the tower

In the dogfight before they leave the tower you have Soundwave blasting bots away from Shockwave's tail and then Stascream doing the same for Soundwave before also blasting a bot Orion kicked away. Teamwork

Sentinal has his IDW mask!

D-16 is shooting at Sentinel in tank mode in the background while Orion, Elita and Bee make their way to the broadcast station

It looks like Elita crashed through an office

First look at maccadam maybe? (And was able to at least translate what was above the screen)

I have nothing to say for Sentinel's entire execution scene. Got caught up in it again. Cinema.

The ground literally make way for Orion's falling body and then Primus(' spark) himself grabs him to accelerate his fall toward him

Soundwave, Shockwave and Starscream uses each their specific weapons during the "All hail Megatron" part

Optimus tucks his head in turtle-style to dodge Megatron's bullets and its a neat callback to when he transformed for the first time

Ive noticed they often use smoke to save budget by not showing transformation sequences but its ok bc this still looks cool af, they still showed Megatron transform into his tank mode and you can see his head disappearing under the cannon I love it

Megatron can reattach mid-transformation his tank cannon that Optimus tore away and shoot him afterward with it, god this is so fucking dope

This fight is sick as fuck

Optimus looks SO confused just before his axe manifest

Out of the SSSquad, Soundwave completely miss his entrance and slide across accomplishing nothing, he misses his next punch too, Shockwave straight up does not leave the ground 0.5 seconds after he enters the fight, and at least Starscream has the most action out of all of them but also he still gets yeeted into oblivion

You can see Optimus' axe go from his left hand to his right to cut through Megatron's fusion cannons, the yellow energy passes by the matrix and you can see it via his biolights, which btw were lit since he manifested his axe in the first place

Megatron's shaky breaths

Megatron's split-second bitter smile before he spat that "Prime"

And finally, the red paint of Optimus reflecting on Megatron, making his face as red as his eyes

During the flashback, the words "D-16" and "Megatronus Prime" on the berth are written in english and not with cybertronian letters

Also I love pain and being in pain

Megatron was driving a whole 90° up to the surface holy shit

Handsome

The movie takes over the span of 4 days:

Orion trespasses into the archives in the morning of the first day defore work, they have a "normal" day at work afterward and Elita gets demoted, Sentinel announces the Iacon 5000 and Orion wakes D-16 during the night to tell him his plan to run in the race

Second day and day of the race, we have seen that Sentinal have lied about the "tomorrow all shifts off" line so yeah, bots were still working and still had to work after the race, which probably took place only in the morning. Then enough time has passed when Orion and D-16 waited in the medical bay for miners to go back to work and reach 150% quota, then they got dumped with Bee at sublevel 50 and the next instance of time we see is when the train leaves for the surface, during the time we see Iacon at night, so this whole ordeal of waiting and escaping probably took all afternoon and likely night.

Then we see either the sun rising while the quartet in on the train, I choose to believe its the sun rising since we just saw Iacon at night. Anyway then it'd be day 3: they travel to the location of Alpha Trion and escape Quintessons in the morning, witness Sentinel's betrayal, get their cogs and transform for the first time in the afternoon, then travel back to Iacon at night and get caught by the High Guard, then Airachnid embushes the High Guard and there's the whole battle.

Orion gets out of the rubble and its no longer night, so that's day 4, then the rest of the movie happens till the end, and based on the lighting, Id say it took place almost entirely during that morning

We mightve gotten a glimpse of Jazz's alt mode in the epilogue

AAAAAAH

Counting the end credits scene, the movie ends with the 80s decepticons logo!

AAAAAAAAAH

I love this movie Im gonna rewatch another five times

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Hello! Can I request a nsfw cogged Orion pax x cog less femme reader ? I was thinking after he came back from the surface to his miner friends.

Cogged!Orion/Cogless!Femme!Reader [TFO]

tw: size difference, valveplug (MDNI), soft and inexperienced!Orion, sub-ish!Orion at the start, first time, awkward intimacy, size kink. word count: ~1800 a/n: uni work makes me a little more busy now, but i hope i am not making you wait for too long. i tried to read it a few times and check for mistakes, but i'm eepy so...

Orion likes to touch. The way he gently places his servo on one of his friend's shoulders or lightly taps their frame to get the attention, it's how he used to show his care towards someone, to bring comfort. Growing up and being surrounded by many bots, some so friendly or not, it was natural for him to become the most tactile bot you ever met.

With you, it is only worse. The young troublemaker just can't stand a minute without having his servo around you, because that's how he is, so clingy and needy of the same affection and closeness with you.

You can't remember at least a one day when he wouldn't approach you with a surprise hug from behind, often pulling you closer to his chassis during a short breaks from working in mines. Even though every day he was risking his own life for the better of Iacon, sometimes even smacked by your supervisors, he never lost this innocent smile on his face. What more does he need in his life when he has you next to him?

Orion is the real definition of the sunshine person, the natural-born leader, always everywhere at once, seeking for more trouble the second you look away from him.

When he is so close, servos around your waist, his chassis against your own, you find it difficult to stare for too long into those big, bright blue optics of his, you feel your own one straining as if you had been looking for too long at the Sun.

Now the same intimacy between the two of you feels different, somehow, the touch is as gentle as before, but the usual brightness of his optics is not the same. Orion himself now looks different.

Stronger, taller, mature...tired?

A lot had happened in that short time he had on the surface of your home planet, so you never press on him to tell you more about than he wants. Right now, he wants to cling to the bits of comfort you can provide. How much he wants to hug you tighter, just to express that suppressed desire for warmth and solace.

Orion's hold around your waist tightens just a little more before he slowly relaxes. He notices how his servo is large enough to wrap around your entire waist now.

He knows you're strong, no matter the difference in size or lacking the cog, it doesn't make you any less strong than him. If anything,  the position you are in makes him more vulnerable than you ever have been. It's almost cute how quickly he pulls his servos from you after holding you a little tighter than he intended to, already looking all awkward and guilty, like a kicked puppy.

“Sorry, didn't uh...” he pauses for a moment, his optics shyly flickering to one side and to the other, then going back to your face. “...didn't mean to do that.”

How can he be so afraid to touch you now? As if you were made of a fragile glass? You couldn't help but huff, placing your servos on his face, your thumbs gently moving over the smooth metal of his helm. That tiny little «ears» he had now much longer, as you note silently in your mind, and that almost makes you want to gently tug at them.

Orion leans into your touch, closing his optics and relaxing, as he lets you caress him. In a position like this, when you straddle his thigh, he has nothing against letting you do whatever you want with him. Makes it easier to focus on the feeling and relax, rather than the constant fear of doing something wrong.

You can feel Orion's servo carefully placed over your own, his digits circling over your wrist in an almost soothing manner.

If only someone could see you two right now, such a big bot like him, melting under the touch of the small no-cog? And you were the one, acting all gentle towards him? The thought makes him shiver in pleasure, just staying with you like this is enough to warm his spark.

You lean closer for a kiss, struggling to reach for his face, until he tilts his head down, meeting your lips. A quiet groan escapes from him once you press yourself closer. If you try to listen intently, you might hear how fast his spark is beating in his chamber right now.

His servos slide lower, moving over the sides of your frame, only to stop to rest on your thighs, digits gently squeezing the soft plating.

There's something in his mind wanting more of it—that just those innocent, butterfly like kisses and tight embraces aren't enough, his spark practically yearning for your body against his.

But he can't tell you this, can he? He doesn't want to sound too greedy, too pushing, you probably aren't ready for him...for this. He never wants to make you feel uncomfortable. Orion would rather let you do everything at your own pace, no matter how agonizingly slow your servos move over his frame right now. It seems like a silent torture once you start teasingly moving your index finger around the center of his chassis, where the empty slot for his t-cog once was.

Orion tilts his head back a little, servos visibly trembling, as if trying to ground himself from flipping you underneath him and finally having his way with you. The silent struggling doesn't go unnoticed by you. Even though it was obvious to both of you, how much he wants to continue and ask for more, but he refuses to beg for it. He feels too shy, too scared to ask it from you, stubbornly suffering in silence.

Luckily for Orion, you might be no less stubborn than him as you begin gently grinding against his thigh. Slowly, carefully at once, just to concentrate on his reaction to this. You were ready for him to tell you to stop or to pull away immediately, but your concerns disappeared as soon as you heard a soft, strangled moan.

“Don't stop,” he manages to say between heavy breaths, optics half-lidded as he looks at you.

It's almost like he was waiting for it for cycles, given how quickly he wraps his servos around your thighs, only to position you between his legs, your back now pressed against his chassis.

He knows you're small, with him being almost twice your size, there's no way you would be able to take his spike without hurting you. Just thinking of it, of accidentally making you hurt at the moment as special as this...—

“It's fine” you murmur softly in response, leaning back against him. "Let's start little by little at first."

Orion only nods silently, and you can almost spot a tiny blue tint on his cheeks the moment he finally opens up his interface panel for you. A mech his size, and here he is, nuzzling his face against the top of your head in weak attempts to hide his own shyness, and that could not but encourage you to continue.

You lower yourself a little, so your valve could gently grind against the tip of his spike, already glistening with droplets of transfluid. You wonder, how long has he been like this, trying to ignore his own needs when you were right beside him?

A thin line of lubricant spreads around your entrance, mixing with your own wetness, now making you shudder at the burning, hot feeling, seeping into your frame. It is so unfair, the way you are so, so close and at the same time, so far away from where he desperately wants you to be. It's too much to bear.

You are so tiny compared to him, he can't help but remind himself to always be careful with you. Not to hold you too tight, or maybe not to accidentally break you the moment he can finally push his spike deep into you. No, no, don't get too tempted with ideas, Pax!

Orion groans softly, breathing a hot air against the crook of your neck. You're barely doing anything, and somehow, it is just too much. You can feel his spike desperately twitching against your folds, as if silently begging you to take mercy on him. He grinds against your entrance once more, rubbing the tip until he lines up with your valve.

He carefully thrusts up into you, the tip of his spike slipping in and out, just a fraction. It takes all of his self-control not to give in to the urge to thrust up into you, to bury himself inside you till the hilt. Even then, he is grateful for everything you give him.

“So good, so good around me, sweetspark,” he praises, planting a soft kiss on your neck, muttering your name over and over again in sync with a slow roll of his hips.

Orion groans as you continue to meet his thrusts, moving your hips against his own. The thought of his sparkmate, so smaller than him and yet you're taking him so well. There’s no mistake, Primus himself blessed him with you, with how perfect you are for him, everything in you is flawless. There is no way you weren’t created and destined to be his.

He looks down at you, an obvious fascination and adoration in his optics once he meets your own. The sight of you, almost salivating from pleasure alone is enough to push him over the edge.

It feels much more intense for you than you could have imagined. Each slow, tender thrust makes you arch your back as he stretches your insides. You already struggle to take him like this, with not even a half of his size inside you, yet you're already a shaking and whining mess on top of him. So full.

You let out a soft mewl once Orion thrust into you again, and that was enough to suddenly bring you to overload. You pant softly, closing your optics for a moment to catch your breath. Poor, poor tiny thing, didn't even fully realize how close you were already with how good his spike felt inside you.

You feel him throb inside you again, and you tense up at the realization. He didn't reach his own release.

Orion notices your slightly panicked state when you gently try to sit up again, only to slump back against his chassis, too tired to move for now. Despite everything, he's happy. He's so, so lucky to have you right now. It's so adorable how you immediately think of his own pleasure, a second after your own overload.

“Don't worry about me,” he gently kisses the top of your helm, his servo soothingly rubbing your thigh. “It brings me more pleasure to watch you like this.”

[penny-anna]

Orion technically 'had' the matrix for about 0.2 seconds before his body gave out which was just long enough that his ghost is in there forever now. he manifests as tiny cogless miner Orion bcos that's still his mental image of himself. The other Prime Ghosts are like well I guess we have this tiny guy now. fortunately we love him.

Elita saw him during her whole 'Arise Elita Prime' experience, he was standing in amongst the primes like :D 👍👍 but she was pretty out of it at the time so afterwards she figures she imagined him.

most of the Prime Ghosts are pretty hands off unless it's an emergency but once Orion figures out he can talk to her he drops in all the time like hi Elita how's it hanging!! you're doing such a good job! i love you!

Elita meanwhile has no idea he actually had the matrix (from her perspective he just got fatally shot and then fell into the planet and was never seen again) so she's like huh I guess the stress is really getting to me i'm even hearing Orion's voice in my head.

she gets more & more into talking to him though and after a while she's having a big leadership heart to heart with him and is like 'ugh I can't believe I'm talking to a figment of my imagination about this' and Orion is like '.....what?' and she's like 'oh nothing I'm just losing my grip I guess'

so Orion is like 'I'm inside the matrix?' and she's like huh and he's like 'Elita I'm not in your imagination I'm in the matrix I thought you knew that' and she's like '.......WHAT?'

Has anyone done the tOne AU where Orion actually dies. Now it's Megatron Vs Elita and Orion Pax is haunting them both.

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Can you do another part of yandere D-16, please 😭 I love the stories so much! Make us pleasure him so bad until he's wimpering, then tons of aftercare! And make us love him, not just a one-night stand 😭

Yandere!D-16/Reader

tw: some minot changes in canon, slight yandere themes, valve fingering (MDNI), gn!reader, D-16 has a valve, sub!D-16, soft dom!reader, power dynamic cogged!reader/cogless!d-16. word count: ~1650 a/n: this can be considered as a second part to this. but I think (??) it also can be related to this. probably somewhere between the other two I wrote before. there are a few similar requests about d-16, but I want to do all of them differently as much as my creativity lets me. tagging since I was asked: @that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main

The day D-16 met you felt like experiencing one of those vivid dreams he constantly had. His whole body was in pain; the loud ringing in the processor made his optics see the tiny stars circling around him in the air. Thank you, Pax, this is exactly how he wanted to spend his day! And totally not to ogle your sleek, shiny alt mode from his seat..!

Oh no, oh, Primus. You probably saw it all too, aren't you?

D-16 groaned in pain as he tried to sit up. He leaned his frame against the wall, holding onto the dented shoulder. Orion left him waiting here, all alone, as the blue-and-red mech tried to endlessly explain the situation they were in. The optimism this guy sometimes had...he can only pray in his mind that somehow you hadn't seen him failing on the race.

Maybe you had never noticed him, just passed through without paying attention. Yeah, this is more like true. After all, he's so  gray in every sense of the word; among all the other miner bots, how is he any different? Too small in this world to be noticed.

The day was a disaster of any means. The cold looks he received from other racers as he waited for the repair, that awkward meeting with Sentinel, and of course, Darkwing just had to be there too. The moment Orion and him leave this area and go back to mines, there's no escape from their supervisor. How much more lucky does he get today again?

D-16 was nervous to the core of his spark. The thoughts of “Why did I even follow him...especially on the day when Sentinel Prime arrived?” or “I hope they don't know it was me” flooding his mind.

Another worst thing was, you hadn't even won the race! Chromia got before you just in mere seconds, and the possibility of him, being the reason behind this fail only made D-16 sigh in disappointment. 

“You and your friend put on quite a show today,” your voice suddenly came from beside him.

D-16 almost jumped up from his seat at the sight of you, and for a moment, his spark stopped beating. He barely had time to process what you told him before suddenly, the little miner rises to his feet and looks up at you with those big optics.

You saw that his mouth was open, but not a single word came out from his mouth. The poor thing was so scared, he had so many thoughts running through his head, but he couldn't pick a single one to voice it to you. You could only calm him down slightly by holding your hands in the air, trying to show that you didn't mean any malice.

“I'm sorry, I probably ruined your chance of winning this race,” his optics ran his eyes around as if he was trying to find the right words to say to you. “I'm a big fan, and I would never want-”

“I was going to say that you two actually made this race a little more interesting than usual,” you interrupted him. “Racing against the same bots isn't as interesting as it used to be. I admire that.”

You admire him. D-16 falls silent again, but even though he's stopped saying anything then, his optics perfectly captured all the thoughts in his processor. Love.

He never thought he'd ever meet a bot in a higher position than him who would treat him with a speck of kindness. That brief moment when the Sentinel shook his hand was the first such occasion. His idol, standing right next to him, shook his hand. Somebody pinch him harder!

Then there was you. Someone who had always held a special place in his spark. So small, incredibly fragile in your hands, but every time D-16 is near you, it beats so hard, as if your mere presence is enough to give him more strength.

He doesn't know what you see in him. He's an ordinary and insignificant miner, there are hundreds if not thousands like him. Even Primus didn't give him any bright colors.

He never had a chance to think about standards of beauty, certainly there was barely enough time to rest after hours of non-stop work. There were one time he could hear the conversation between the supervisors as they discussed the celebrities of Iacon. Blurr, Windblade, Rosanna, they all just glowed in relation to the dull, battered frames of his coworkers, definitely not the ideal of beauty that exists on Cybertron.

And yet, here you are, right next to him, and your hands are holding him so gently, so close to your chassis. He moans softly as you move your fingers inside him. Only two, no more, no matter how often he begged and whimpered for you to add another, you always denied him.

“Just relax and feel every touch from me,” you kiss the corner of his mouth softly.

Right. Calm down, D. You're already giving him too much time, begging you for more would be wrong, he doesn't want to seem pushy to you. If this continues, you'll just get disappointed in him and walk away.

“Mgggh...!” D-16 instinctively arched his back. A loud, needy moan once again escapes his lips.

Sometimes he feels like, aside from your obvious charm, you can definitely read his mind, and your every slightest movement is calculated to make him forget his rank.

He's so wet, the lube coating your fingers and already managing to slowly flow down his inner thighs. For a second, you think about just flipping him over on his back and burying your head between his legs, making him scream and beg to give him a break from the endless round of overloads you're giving him.

But no, that would be too much for the first time, wouldn't it? You don't want to scare the poor, little miner away with your twisted thoughts. Not now, anyway.

In the time it takes you to give yourself to daydream, D-16 only gets more impatient. Moving his hips, he practically fucks himself with your fingers. His head is thrown back, and the servos cling tightly to your shoulders, squeezing gently, each time he lowers his own body down.

He feels so full, but that small, carnal desire for more can't help but pollute his mind. More, more, please give him more. Perhaps because of a sliver of fear that you're about to leave again, he'll be left alone and with nothing, and all he'll have are memories. He wants to get as much as he can while there's still a chance.

“Careful, or you'll hurt yourself,” you gently lay your other servo on his waist.

Tiny. You can't help but want to run your finger over every little bump on his body, every little rough edge...something about him fascinates you, that slight naivety and eagerness to make you proud. He's just hard to say no to.

You gently guide his movements. He's inexperienced, but the desire for something more, even though he hardly knows what he's doing, clouds his mind. You feel his tight, small valve squeezing your digits like a vise. His initially quiet, needy meows grow louder, and by the little blush on his cheeks, you realize he's embarrassed.

“Can I overload? Please,” he whimpers shyly, hiding his face in the curve of your neck. “Ahhh...I'm so sorry, I can't take it anymore.”

How sweet. You've convinced him so many times that it's okay, he shouldn't have to keep hiding his pretty face every time you hold him like this. You don't care what position he takes, miner or not, you want him to feel like an equal. He deserves to be pleasured just as much. To love and be loved.

You nod, making a mental note to talk to him about it later. His habit of pleasing bots ranking above him just kills you.

D-16 wraps his arms around your neck, leaning slightly closer, as much as he can. He so wishes it was your spike instead of your fingers, stretching his valve with every thrust.

But he'll never admit it, he'd rather take whatever you offer him, because he loves you so much. Every touch from you, every glance in his direction, it's all so overwhelming.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you-” he repeats over and over, his hips desperately meeting every thrust of your fingers inside him.

You feel him squeeze your digits again, his breathing halting for a moment before he exhales heavily and then nearly collapses on top of you.

D-16 leans his forehead against yours, closing his optics to slowly gather his thoughts. You barely move your fingers, still deep inside him, and even a slight twitch earns a whimper from him. Still very sensitive, you should definitely work on his stamina.

You gently take his chin, tilting his head up to give him a small kiss. He moans softly, but reciprocates the kiss.

D-16 has never seemed plain to you. Unusually strong despite his height and lack of t-cog, his body covered in many scratches after cycles of hard work. But now you are treating him with such care.

 He cherishes it so much. Sometimes he wonders if you have any idea how many times he's touched himself, with you in mind? How an embarrassingly lot of pictures of you he keeps plastered all over the wall? I guess that's a question for another day.

You may not have won the race, but you got more than that today.

[mychlapci]

Grglrrlrlkwnsiwnsj (I think I sent this out of anon I'm sorry!)

I saw this

https://www.tumblr.com/mychlapci/765783476522942464/nnnooo-you-cant-do-d-16-with-baby-fever-to-me-you?source=share

And I'm being plagued by the idea

Just imagine after that for some unfortunate reason each and EVERYTIME D-16 rides the train alone (where's Orion? Probably in the archives) there's a sparkling there and that wouldn't be too bad except for some reason out of all the non cogged bots there they seem to gravitate toward him

Sometimes a transformer will come and take the little sparkling away sometimes they follow D-16 (much to Darkwings' and other supervisors distress)

To the point that some sparklings start to actively recognize D in the train

D-16 is barely surviving in these conditions he wants his own so so badly

the babies love D16... little cogged bitties see him on the train and they're immediately flocking to him. There are other cogless bots they could cling to, but no, they have to choose D16, who's constantly pretending to be aloof for the sake of their supervisors and fellow miners, who are no doubt watching him begrudgingly cradle a lost bitty in his arms.

But he'll start really enjoying it, after a while... the chunky sparklings are just so adorable, the way they wave their little hands at his face and make little chirps of joy when he baby-talks... He can absolutely imagine a tiny little bitlet, with hints of Orion's coding in its face-plate, looking up at him with those big blue eyes...

He knows he can never have a baby of his own, and he's too stubborn to admit that it upsets him.