#unicron x primus

[emilixthefox]

Why do Bumblebee and Unicron look so alike?

Unicron: This is my child.

*Holds a little baby Bumblebee in their arms*

Primus: What?

Bumblebee: Ah.

Unicron: My child is my everything, if anything were to happen to them I would destroy every planet in my way.

Primus: Please don't.

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Cyclonus: My Lord, I have a bit of news...

Unicron: Well out with it.

Cyclonus: It's nothing of any consequence and it's certainly no reason to over react. It's just that Optimus Prime has..

Unicron: Disappeared?

Cyclonus: Uh, no. Optimus Prime has..

Unicron: Cut off his leg? No wait, the rust.

Cyclonus: No, my lord. Optimus Prime has asked Bumblebee if he would become his-

Unicron: Do not. Ruin my morning.

*cut to later*

Bumblebee: Optimus asked me to marry him.

Unicron: Poor thing. He'll recover.

*Bumblebee face palms*

Bumblebee: My answer was "yes".

Unicron: No.

Bumblebee: Yes.

Unicron: No.

Bumblebee: I wasn't really asking.

Unicron: Nor was I.

Bumblebee: What, You'll turn him into a ghost?

Unicron: Hmm.

Bumblebee: No, stop that. Why don't you like Optimus?

Unicron: Well for one thing he is cybertronian.

Bumblebee: I live on Cybertron.

Unicron: And I have never held that against you.

Bumblebee: Until I fell in love.

Unicron: Love... Love doesn't always end well, child.

Bumblebee: Yes I know, the last time you fell in love and stop being evil, Primus stabbed you in the back and took me away from you.

(Also art)

[karinadele]

Corrupt

Megatron x Reader

NSFW | DeadDove

I cant write anymore of this, i had more -even a plot for it, but im cringing every 6 seconds with this. But maybe someone out there wants to read it idk

its tfp megs but his altmode is g1 gun

Warnings: Drugs, Gunplay, Power Dynamics (duh), Megs is fucked up, but ur just as doomed. At least he calls you a good girl? Abrupt ending cause i died, I tried to make it not as painful...

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“Open.” he demanded. Transformed into his gun mode, laying in your hands. The cold metal resting in your palms.

Completely glazed over, washed with a fog of grey, you don’t even know what’s going on anymore. The drugs in your system have messed you up so hard that all of your senses have been dulled to the point you barely know how to breathe. Eyes half rolled up with your mouth hanging open as soft pants come out; your body attempting to stabilize its breathing. The only sounds to your muffled hearing is your desperate whimpers and his commands.

“Be a good girl and take it.”

His orders ring through your ears.

“Be a good girl and take it.”

“Be a good girl and take it.”

That’s right. I’m a good girl. Completely void of any dignity, as you have your legs on your knees, you sit on the berth. With your eyes barely a slit, staring at the Walther P38 in your hands. Nodding at it as you pick it up, safety unlocked, holding onto the grip.

“Keep your eyes open.”

Unaware that you’ve closed them as you diverted all of your attention opening your mouth to hold out your tongue, you force your lids up as much as you can. Just barely open, but enough to be able to see –not that you can make out what’s heads or tails of anything.

It’s all about control. He doesn’t need you to see anything, so long as you obey his directions. But forcing all of your senses online is part of the game, he’s ultimately controlling you.

He got a first hand glimpse of what you can do. Something awoke inside of him when he saw the way you draped your tongue out in front of him. At that moment, he knew. He wanted to feel you, wanted to know what it felt to be wrapped around an organic’s intake, the wet and softness of it? Would it be warm? To see your completely broken submissive face as you take him. His spike is already pressurizing, but that’s not what he wanted. That will come another day. For now, he needed to know what it felt like with your lips sealed around him, tongue twirling around him.

“Good girl. Now put it in.”

The only actions you can do at this rate are simple movements. Fortunately, it’s enough. Placing the bottom of the barrel onto the tip of your tongue as you bring it back. Fear has long escaped you. You know it’s from the drugs, but what are you going to do? Fight them? They’re already in your system.

You hear a muffled groan, taking that as a good sigh, sliding it further in. Gently running the body of your tongue along the bottom of the barrel, thin enough that you can cover the whole surface area with a slight curve.

’Primus, he did not know it would feel this good.’ If he would have known this is what organics felt like, he would have taken you a long time ago. The warm and wet of your tongue colliding with his cold and metal body, clashing into a harmony of pleasure.

“More.” He demanded.

His words rumbled in your mouth, sending vibrations down your throat. His voice was already a deep baritone, but with it muffled by you, it felt even more exhilarating.

Desperate to please him, you begin to slide your tongue up. Slowly rolling it over the barrel, making a loop. Repeating a few times before switching direction, heading the other way.

If he was in his bot mode, he would be clenching his servos and gritting his denta. He may be unable to physically express the emotions, but they’re there. Jolts of shocks run through him as he lets out a low growl. He could almost feel himself shaking, only hoping that you had enough of a grip to hold him well.

A delicate trust between 2 completely different species, a twisted odd of faith as his safety rests in your hands, and your own death being one trigger away. He would hope you would not, you’re too precious for that. Yet the thrill of giving you that choice, –and being the one to be able to take you offline, makes him feel something he’s never felt before. Murdering bots? Originally he felt something. Guilt perhaps? But over time it did not matter anymore. It’s the thin line of trust that you will not do it that excites him. That you’re given the choice in your own palms, but you’d rather choose him.

[nevis-the-skeleton]

Same Anon who asked about Transformers as dogs. Since your response focused mainly on TFP, it got me wondering what the characters in your AU, "The Polar Star", would be if they were dogs. What do you think? (Personally, I think Skyfire would be one of those big, fluffy, Northern breeds.)

So here the video ^^ I will not put the characters I showed in the first video, because it will be the same thing, The Polar Star is still in TFP vibes. But, I'm then going to show others characters that we can saw in my story ;).

Decepticon:

Steve the Vehicon : Labrador Retriever

Predacons:

Skylynx : Pitbull

Darksteel : Chocolat Labrador

Autobot:

Prowl : Akita

Skyfire : Tatra sheepdog

Sentinels:

Sunder : Husky

Sceptre : Shar-peï

Froid : Mini Pinscher

Getaway : Pekingese

Chromedome : Yellow Labrador

Trepan : Dashund

Pharma : Airedale Terrier

Slingshot : German Shorthaired Pointer

Neutrals:

Overlord : Tibetan Mastiff

Unicron : American Pitbull Terrier

Primus : Poodle

Part 1

(it's The Polar Star too in fact ;3)

[short-wooloo]

Trying to write a Transformers/RWBY crossover is interesting because of the implications and parallels certain characters have with each other

For instance, RWBY has the brother Gods of Light and Darkness who dabble in creation and destruction, and Transformers has Primus and Unicron, Transformer Gods, entities of Light and Darkness, creation and destruction, and Order vs Chaos

Alternatively, consider the Vok from Beast Wars

An enigmatic race of higher beings, conducting experiments on the world that would Birth humanity, are callously nonchalant about destroying/leaving behind their works when it "fails", and destroy a moon on their way out

Familiar ain't it?

[teojira]

I saw that you had transformers on your fandom list, will you be willing to write a 'bot of choice x human reader jealousy/protectiveness fic? Like in that one scene from Transformers 2 where the Deception Pretender tried to seduce Sam but Bee absolutely wasn't having that but had to stay in car mode?

[Aren't you supposed to be more mature than this?]

Summary: Optimus knows better than to get attached to you (too late), he can't help but side eye you and a stranger interacting. (Based on Knightverse Optimus, after ROTB!)

Word count: 800+ words!

Pronouns: They/them

Warnings: Optimus is bad at feelings, Optimus being down bad, extremely self indulgent. Mainly Optimus' Pov as well! Lmk if I need to tag anything!

A/N: Everyone who knows me knows of my obsession and love for this man it's so bad, I have him tattooed and have a whole ass shrine I love HIMMM, Thank you sm for the request! He is the love of my life.

Optimus Prime has been called many things, many of which are true, things he'd accept with pride.

A great leader, a good friend, a valuable teammate, A war criminal.

A jealous bot was never one of them, until recently.

He wasn't sure when he started to take a shine towards you. Was it after Unicron? When he held you in his servos, cradling you to his chest as he transformed back into his bipedal form, only letting go of you after the confused looks from Bee and Mirage.

Maybe it was a while after that, when you offered to help clean him up, Noah was too busy rebuilding Mirage to offer his services to the big man himself.

Optimus could never wipe the feeling of your small hands gently running across his frame, taking extra care to mend any scratches you found, constantly checking in to make sure he was comfortable.

He's ashamed to admit, but he kept shuddering under your touch, his senses overwhelmed by your presence. Every time his cooling fans turned on, he'd wave it off as it was just hot outside. (it's 60 degrees out, liar.)

He tries to recharge that night, but the feeling in his chassis makes him restless. He can see his sensors go haywire at the mere thought of you. He is so fucked, he shuts his eyes and groans deeply, his mask shooting up to mask the sound, lest he wakes the others.

Primus help him.

With his new revelation, Optimus tries his best to distance himself towards you, always making excuses as to why he can't drive you home or to work (a flicker of jealously when Arcee offers, no one catches his digits curling ever so slightly into his palm), saying he must go on patrol for the time being. He waves you off when you try and care for him, asking if he'd like any help with any scrapes and dents, saying he can live with them, he's been through worse.

Its only natural that you'd give him some space, that's the kind of person you are, kind, loving, respectful, loyal to a fault, but it doesn't escape his notice when your smile falls after he politely tells you you're not needed, his spark aching when you turn around to go find another bot.

Optimus watches you now, stationed on the street.

He has no right to be upset when you're stopped outside of the garage by an older man, the man so clearly taking interest in you while you're very politely listening and nodding, shooting that oh so pretty smile to a man who he's sure is not fit to be anywhere near you, not worthy of the warm smile you wear.

It makes him seethe in jealousy, and it's scary.

He can not remember a time when he had ever been jealous. He's a prime. He was supposed to be a calm and collected leader and yet. And yet, he's so close to blowing his hor-

You suddenly whirl towards him. If he was any better of a man, he wouldn't immediately think of how cute you looked, how your lips moved as you let out a yelp.

It isn't until that thought passes his mind that he realizes he used his truckers horn. Embarrassment trickles through his body, although now he has your attention, and you are making your way towards him. The man following behind you keeps the conversation going, not catching a hint.

Optimus is ready to honk again, especially if this man keeps following so close behind you, way too close for comfort.

You beat him to it, turning around as you rest a hand on Optimus’ cabins door handle, shooting the man a polite smile.

“Sorry about that, but my husband is actually here to pick me up, so I have to go. Have a good day!” And You hoist yourself up, quickly buckling your seat belt, gently patting the dashboard in hopes Optimus fucking drives before you're bothered anymore.

Optimus’ processor buffers, his engine revving as he goes on autopilot to tale you both away. Does he know where to drive to? Certainly no, but you're with him now. He's sure you could ask him to take you to distant planets, and he'd make it work for you and only you.

“Thank you for the save, big guy.” You smile brightly at his steering wheel, your eyes lovingly trailing across the autobot symbol that sits in the center.

“It was nothing, I am glad to be there to assist.” The cabin rumbles with his voice, soothing your anxiety. You curl into your seat, resting your head.

“Where are we going?”

“If I'm not mistaken, you mentioned wanting to go to upstate New York to drive along some scenic routes? I'll gladly be your escort.”

He is so ridiculously falling for you, but he can't bring himself to hate it, especially when you excitedly hop in your seat.

ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜰᴏʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏᴏɴ!

[tinydefector]

Hey Tiny!I dont know if youve been asked this before but how do you think cybertronians feel about humans,a fleshy organic species, on earth that is lightyears away from their home planet looking and acting suspiciosly(if i dont spell something right sorry) alot like them?

Since in some of the continuitys the allspark ends up on earth, do you thinks some transformers might think we were made by primus to?

Another thing im interested in, is that since we're so interested in technology, is that humans eventually become a techno-organic species then become a transformers like species from there.Like transformers can help out with that and eventually we all evolve into one metal transforming species?

Sorry it took me so long to get around to this one.

Personally I love the idea of both humans and Cybertronians getting the Uncanny valley reaction to each other, for Cybertronians its more of a 'why do I feel sudden dread near these little creatures, have my people done something to them, does it have something to do with the Quintasons.

For humans it's more of the freeze up, don't look don't acknowledge, treat it like your in the Appalachians reaction to them the first time they ever see a Cybertronian becuase the closest thing outmind and body can relate something so similar and different is fear.

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Cybertronians are very fascinated by our body structure, like out of all the different species in space some little backwater planet has a species so similar to them. Some believe it Primus' doing others believe it's just the way the planet evolved over time.

I happen to very much like the earth is Unicron in some aspects and love the idea of Unicron being such a petty little bitch who made humans becuase he wanted to one up Primus with his creation. (Gets even funnier with human x Rung stuff) cause now Unicron has to suffer knowing that primus is interfacing a human or the fact that humans and Cybertronians are getting it on that much all becuase he was a petty bitch.

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I don't think humans would ever become a fully techno organic race but I do very much love the idea of how our technology advances for those with disabilities, its much more small stuff then us having advances weapons under our skin. I happen to really love the idea of having cybernetic prosthetics, and other advanced technologies along that line. Cybertronians being a lead into helping humans develop was to help re make or structure joint with much safe surgery then the metal pins we use.

So I don't think it would go full cyberpunk style but I do like the idea of us going the more cyborg route than the techno organic.

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But also along that line there are always going to be those who fear things they don't understand both on the human and Cybertronian side. If you guys have ever played Detroit become human it's a great aspect of how I think people would very Cybertronians outside of the fact of the fear of them being aliens.

But i also love the idea of Cybertronians fearing the shit out of humans over the experience they have had with other organic races, (quintasons). Seeing what we do with old cars, how we pull them apart when somethings wrong, I feel like alot of bots would fear being undercover on earth due to just what humans can do to cars.

So honestly I think k the cybertronians fear us more than them due to just watching what we do with the stuff around us, while our fear of them stems from uncanny Valley and the fear of aliens. But once we get to know then it's all a down wards spiral to freak intercourse.

[valacre]

: ̗̀➛ Orange & Green

Ratchet x Reader Disclaimer: Reader’s eye colour is chosen, sorry. - transformers prime

“Ratchet?”

...

“Ratchet.”

...

“Ratchet!”

His shoulder pads tensed, signalling his annoyance, yet he continued to ignore you, and for a brief moment there was blessed silence again. He only dared to hope that you’d walked away and—

“Ratty McRat the Rat King, Ratchet!”

“Oh, for Primus’s sake—what?!” He asked (shouted), annoyed and offended by the nickname you’d given him. You grinned widely, far too pleased for your own good.

“What’s your favourite colour?”

Ratchet needed to reset his vocaliser before he exploded.

“What is—that’s why you keep pestering me! Just to ask what my—oh, I’ve never been—” his words turned into mumbles and annoyed grumbles as he turned away from you, briefly wishing for Unicron to strike him down so he may have some rest from pestering humans.

“Oh, come on, tell me... please?”

“I don’t have one,” he said, hoping you’d leave him alone. You were undeterred.

“Come on, not one? Just tell me what colour is pleasing to your optics. Pleeeease—”

“Fine!” He slammed the tools down and turned to face you again, frustrated beyond relief. However, he paused at the sight of you, pleading eyes wide and puppy-like, as the children had explained to him before.

Your eyes… green like the grass of this planet.

“... Green,” he found himself saying and his face plate heated up at the sight of your beaming smile, eyes crinkling at the corners.

“Fantastic. Mines orange,” you said, so casually it threw Ratchet for a loop. You must be lying. You’re constantly wearing shades of either blue, green, or yellow. Never has he seen you wear orange before. Then again... he didn’t decorate himself with green, though up until now he hadn’t had a favourite colour, so of course not.

“Well...” he said, trying to ease the awkwardness in him. You didn’t seem to notice it.

“Funny thing, ey? You’d have a favourite colour but you don’t necessarily wear it or decorate that much with it. Orange is definitely a colour I don’t wear often or put much of in my house, but it is such a magical sight when the leaves turn orange,” Did you ever stop talking… “or when the sunset becomes all kinds of shades of orange, or when certain songs just make me think of a warm, pleasant shade of orange, or when I look at you and I see orange, and also when I—woah, your face is blue?” you more asked than pointed out, clearly confused but also fascinated. “I didn’t know you could do that—Oh! Are you blushing?” you asked, tone taking on a teasing tilt as you grinned up at him.

“I don’t have time for this,” Ratchet grumbled and turned away again, trying to regain the focus he’d lost from his work. He could hear you giggling behind him.

“Aaw, I love you, too.”

Ratchet sputtered and turned his helm so fast his neck cables groaned in protest. You were still smiling as you briefly kissed your fingers and wafted it once his way. He didn’t know whether to be shocked by your action, flattered, insulted, enamoured—anything! Luckily, he was rescued by the arrival of Arcee and Jack, promptly followed by Bulkhead, Miko, Bumblebee, and Rafael. You turned to greet them all, asking about their day as you leaned dangerously over the railing.

Rathet watched you, preparing to catch you should you fall, though he was looking at you in a different light, thoughts running a thousand miles an hour as he took in every strand of hair, every twitch of your small fingers, every colour of your cheeks, the way you glanced back at him, smile turning sweet and almost shy.

Primus help him… his spark warmed at the sight.

[kaeso4ka]

Primus loves you

Pairing: yandere Primus x human reader

Every person at least once in his or her life has asked the question: Is there a God? But hardly anyone has asked if there is another person's God?

You hardly wanted to know the answer to this question, but it found you. Or rather.

Primus loved you the way only a deity can: with a strange, unnatural love.

Or is that the way not only gods love, but also…?

The thought always stops at this point. Primus keeps you from thinking these unnecessary things. Such a sweet gentle man should not sully his bright mind with nonsense.

Manipulating the chemical bonds in your brain is criminally easy. It'll be even easier when Primus gives you the Spark and the Cybertronian hull. Yes, your human nature is beautiful, but it is not enough.

You must live forever for your new God.

Primus does not wish you harm at all. On the contrary, he is saving you from his brother Unicron. Earth will be destroyed sooner or later, but Cybertron is eternal. And Primus. And so will you now. To your misfortune.

[riskyraiker]

Never let go of me

Optimus Prime x Reader

Description: Destiny has planned everything, but when needed they can make changes for better

You were hit, you actually got hit this time. Megatron shot you right in your chest-plate and scrap that it hurt. It’s silly how this happened, really. You were just scouting for some energon only to find black energon. How is it even possible for it to be black? While you were shocked about the new form of Energon, the Decepticons sneaked upon you and started an attack. With no backup at the moment, you were screwed. 

“Megatron! Back up and leave with your army!” That voice sounded like a blessing, knowing it belonged to the one and only Optimus Prime. “No! This rare Energon shall be ours, and Autobot of yours will meet their fate!” 

That wasn’t good. Every bot knew it, that would be your final moment. You ran for cover, surviving, you didn’t dare to move. You could hear the banging and clashing of metal from the leader's battle. “You have done enough harm during this war and it stops now!” Optimus yelled.

Yeah, sure it will. Wait! We need a sample of the Energon! It isn’t that far. You reach for it, grabbing and pulling off a piece big enough for a few tests. With panic, you stood up and turned, but your plans were stopped by a sharp pain in your chest and the feeling of losing Energon. You didn’t have time to even run. There was a gaping hole in your chest, burning and dripping Energon. You raise your optics to look at Optimus, a look of shock and pain in his optics. You didn’t even feel it, but you were already falling backwards, into the black Energon. “Y/N!” That was the last thing you heard until your spark was ready to join with the all-spark. 

Would death be this calm, so relieving, and strong? If everyone died like this, why didn’t I leave sooner? This will be my destiny now. No turning back from it.

“Now Optimus. It’s your time to join Y/n and everyone else you have let down.”  Was Megatron here?! Or why do you hear his voice? A sudden light shined brightly, blinding you as the new voice spoke. “Shall the black Energon flow through your veins and the new guardian of the primes shall rise.” The calming feeling vanished and was replaced with an overwhelming feeling of anger. You wouldn’t let Optimus join you, after all, he has done for the team, for Cybertron, and all of Cybertronians

You rose, from the pit you died in, you rose from it. Somehow floating as the black Energon flowed in your veins. “Megatron.” You could see how fright took over his frame while Optimus couldn’t even open his optics. ”This war has taken the lives of billions and ruined our planet. I shall feel the rage of all beings against you and take you down. No matter what you do, Destiny will never be denied,” You landed back on the ground and slowly walked towards the Gladiator of Kaon. “You should be one with the Allspark! That is your destiny!” Megatron denied my presence and tried to shoot me. The blast of energy vanished into the air, same with the second one. “Destiny has decided that I will choose yours. And don’t even try to stop me” 

“NO” Megatron tried to finish what he started, killing Optimus, but Optimus wasn’t there anymore moved gently to the side. Megatron’s blade struck into rock, he couldn’t believe what was going on. The prophecy couldn’t be true, or that was what he wanted to believe. “You cannot be the guardian of the Primes! I will destroy you once and for all!” He tore the blade out of the ground and attacked. Y/n didn’t have a challenge but for Megatron? He was already struggling to fight against you. The Black Energon giving you strength enough to slay Unicron, the chaos-bringer.

Optimus was now conscious and knew what was going on, but he couldn’t believe it either. You as the new Guardian of the Primes? It was supposed to be a foolish prophecy, but right now, his sparkmate is the only and last one. The title gifted by Primus and Destiny together. 

The battle was more focused and brutal than he had ever fought against Megatron. He noticed a new thing about you. Y/n did not need to take a step back or crouch and dodge since you were teleporting around Megatron. Also, a pair of wings made from light folded against your back.

Shock took everybody over as Megatron’s blade went through you, but it broke in half and Megatron was pushed away from you. The cut vanishing in seconds. “Accept it, Megatron. Your time is up.” He already gave up as he was on his knees waiting for you to finish the battle. You pulled your servo back, blade already out and ready to strike and you did it. The blade went through Megatron’s Decepticon sign. Optics flickering. He was officially offline. The war was done after eons of fighting and the loss of loved ones.

You turned away, not wanting to look at the frame of a dead warlord. Instead, you headed towards Optimus helping him stand up. “Are you hurt? What am I thinking, you most likely are, but I’m glad you’re alive.” You held the Prime gently as everyone processed what happened. “You did it. You. I- I thought you died.” Everyone knows it’s unlikely for Prime to show emotion yet Optimus held you afraid of losing you when he let’s go. “I’m alive and right here, but I was afraid that you would be soon to follow the same destiny.” You wrapped the wings around you both as your sparks aligned and connected. Sharing thoughts and feelings, calming each other and bringing them back, pushing the panic away. “My guardian, a gift from Primus itself.” Optimus murmured gently as your forehead was pressed against each other. “My Prime, a gift from Destiny themselves and the one I’ll protect forever.” 

You two were the strongest pair of two sparks that ever existed. After time your both’s destiny arrived and you both joined all-spark together. You two were the new Primus and Destiny. 

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AN: Here you go :) I wrote this in under an hour so it might be messy. Also, I just made the idea of a Guardian of the Primes ofc. This is like the first angsty one I publish so it's weird. Request anything similar please!

[dragqueenstarscream]

shelter from the storm

monsterformers firedrake!optimus x harpy!starscream

my first transformers fanfic and they're not even robots. oh well, c'est la vie! this is the first fanfic for my monsterformers au, featuring my favorite transformers ship out there! it's based on optimus' hike through antarctica from "triangulation", or, as i call it, the starop episode. if you wanna know more about this au, i have the monsterformers au masterpost pinned for all who may be interested.

contains: cuddling for warmth, pre established relationship, mentions of megatron being megatron, starscream having a flashback, no smut

throughout his life, starscream had many things to regret.

he regretted believing megatron's lie that joining the talons of unicron would restore him to his former glory. he regretted leaving his home world at all. he regretted getting cocky and not outright killing the old dragon when he had the chance.

he regretted ever leaving skywarp and thundercracker behind. primus, he regretted that more than anything else.

but now, as he trudged through the hellish blizzard ripping through the snowy wasteland he'd found himself in, his wings wrapped around his body as his only source of warmth, he realized that he'd soon have another regret to add to his ever growing list.

because when he'd found the location of another relic which might help him should megatron ever come searching for him again, he'd been ambushed by megatron's new favorite, dreadwing. the snarling gargoyle had bound him in cuffs and was ready to take him back to megatron before help arrived. but, of course, because the universe seemed to laugh at starscream whenever given the chance, he'd been rescued from being dragged back to his dragon master by another blasted dragon.

well. a firedrake. but the technicalities didn't matter now.

what did matter was that optimus prime, the most powerful voice of primus, a colossus of scales and horns and teeth, terror of the talons of unicron, was currently looming over starscream as he guided the overgrown lizard to the destination of the apex armor. the harpy would rather be anywhere else, with his only comfort being that no drones or homunculi of shockwave's would be dumb enough to attack either of them, not when optimus could easily set them on fire.

fire. the thought of it chilled starscream to his bones.

he'd pleaded with optimus to set him free from his cuffs - he already couldn't fly in this weather, removing his binds wouldn't do much - but someone must've stolen from optimus' hoard earlier that day or something, because he wasn't having it. much to starscream's dismay, the cuffs stayed on. so, that was how the two traveled, starscream navigating towards the armor, optimus right behind him. he tried to fill the silence by talking with optimus, but the dragon, firedrake, it didn't matter to starscream, seemingly wasn't in the mood for conversation. after a few minutes of talking to himself, starscream fell silent.

the snow stretched on endlessly overhead, only broken by mountains pushing up through the snow like giant horns. the black sky seemed never ending, the whirls of snow covering up the starlight which guided starscream's way. and, of course, the air felt blisteringly cold, seeping beneath starscream's feathers and skin to try and freeze his organs.

hours passed, and starscream could feel himself growing weaker by the minute. right as he felt as if his knees might give out beneath him, optimus broke the monotony of the wind whipping around them by growling, "here. this way."

"s-sir?" starscream asked between chatters of his teeth. he turned around to find optimus diverging from their course, making for something starscream couldn't make out in the hellstorm of white. as he came closer, he realized that optimus had found a cave at the base of one of the mountains. the harpy felt relief wash over him at the thought of rest, though it was quickly followed by uncertainty. surely, something else would've found this cave and called it home by now.

optimus stuck his giant head into the cavern and sniffed the air. after a minute, he declared, "the scents in this cave are old. nothing has been here for quite a while."

"a-are you sure, sir?" starscream asked. optimus just snorted and made his way inside.

"we'll rest here for now," he said, his tone leaving no room for argument. starscream grumbled and followed optimus into the cave, not in the mood to argue with someone much bigger (and much grumpier) than himself.

the cave, thankfully, was big enough that they could both fit inside without being pressed up against each other. optimus began sweeping away snowdrifts with his tail, revealing the hard stone underneath. glancing to the stone walls all around him, he gave them one hard whack with his tail, shaking free some loose stones and debris. starscream shrank back beneath his wings, trying to hide from the falling stone. thankfully, optimus seemed satisfied, because he began collecting the fallen stones and arranging them into a circle near the middle of the cave, away from the entrance. starscream watched from a distance, curious.

once optimus had his stone circle complete, he took a step back to examine his handiwork. then, he drew his head back, like a snake about to strike, and opened his mouth.

starscream felt his heart leap into his throat as he saw the smoke furling from the corners of the dragon's mouth and the orange glow from within his open maw. with a terrified shriek, he scrambled backwards and pressed himself against the cave wall, covering his face with his wings. a few moments later, a fireball erupted from optimus' jaws, filling the cave with a flash of white light and searing heat.

for the briefest moment, starscream was back at the gemstone mine, cowering against the rock beneath him, as megatron reared over him, jaws open and ready to breathe a sickly purple fire. he could hear thunderous pawsteps approaching him, and he knew that at any moment, flames would erupt around him, setting his wings ablaze. he had to get out of here, had to fly away. storm be damned, he couldn't stay here with-

"starscream?"

a gravelly voice which definitely didn't belong to megatron disrupted starscream's panicked state. the harpy slowly lowered his trembling wings to see-

this wasn't the mine. and that wasn't megatron.

he was back in the cave in the middle of a snowy desert, with optimus standing in front of him, his head tilted like a confused dog. beside him, a bright orange and yellow, not megatron's unnatural purple, fire crackled in the center of the stone circle.

a fire pit. optimus had been building a fire pit.

you idiot, starscream. getting this worked up over nothing.

"why, you... watch what you're doing, you mindless brute!" the harpy squawked, clambering to his talons. "you could've killed me with that!"

optimus lifted his head just slightly, and his expression shifted, the confusion on his face washing away. starscream gulped. he knew what that face meant.

he knows.

"and anyways, what if i don't want to stay in here, hmm?" he challenged. he would've crossed his arms had his hands not been bound. "you seem very sure that i won't just leave this cave. what makes you think i won't go find the apex armor on my own? you need me to find it. what if i don't want to stop here?"

optimus just watched starscream for a moment, his scaly face still as stone. then, he started making his way over to starscream, making the harpy back up against the wall.

"i am giving you a choice," optimus said. he turned around and plodded over to the fire, laying next to it with his back to the cave wall. starscream's eyes lit up as he realized that not only were his hands now free to move independently, but the entrance to the cave was also open.

"w-what are you doing?" he asked in a shaky voice. optimus didn't respond. instead, he used one claw to lift starscream's bound hands closer to him, and with a single swift movement, snapped the chain keeping the cuffs together, like it was made of twine.

the harpy excitedly made his way to the cave entrance and rushed outside, only for the harsh blizzard wind to furiously buffet his wings, the cold sinking its claws into his skin. starscream felt like a fool as he realized the choice optimus was giving him. he could either venture out to find the apex armor and risk freezing to death, or worse, getting caught by dreadwing again... or he could stay in the cave, where he could rest, stay out of the nasty weather for a while, warm up by the fire, and find protection from optimus should dreadwing return.

even with his intense fear of dragons and their kin, starscream knew which choice he would make.

grumbling under his breath, starscream trudged back into the cave and sat by the fire, making sure to keep his distance from the dragon lying in the cave with him.

firedrake. whatever.

now that he was calm, he had to admit, the fire felt nice. he spread his wings in front of the flames, and he had to bite back a groan of relief as warmth sank into his aching muscles.

"why are you doing this?" he asked after a few minutes of awkward silence. "if you need to find the apex armor so badly, why are we stopping here?"

optimus stared into the fire, and starscream could tell that he was collecting his thoughts. "i have wanted to talk to you for a long time, starscream," he finally said.

"what do you want from me?" starscream asked.

"to talk," optimus repeated. he began tracing odd swirls and shapes into what little snow had settled on the ground as he talked. "your loyalty to megatron has been questionable for quite some time. the fact that you seek the apex armor now that you're not under his command tells me everything i need to know."

"i'm not joining you, if that's what you're asking," starscream snipped. optimus turned to give starscream a slightly frustrated stare, the tip of his tail twitching like that of an irritated cat. his body language said, just let me finish, and starscream got the message loud and clear. he cleared his throat and went quiet, allowing optimus to speak again. he turned to look back into the fire as he continued.

"you and i both know what will happen if megatron ever returns home," he said. "not only will he conquer both this human world and our own, but he will try to remake them in his image." he glanced at starscream and said, "no matter who may stand in his way."

the gentleness in optimus' eyes set starscream on edge. "i don't need your pity," he hissed, his wings bristling. "if that's the only reason you wanted to talk, you can keep it to yourself."

"that's not why i wanted to speak to you," optimus said flatly.

"then spell it out for me!" starscream snapped, his feathers puffing up out of exasperation. "if i wanted to hear someone talk in riddles at me, i would've sought out a sphinx!"

optimus went quiet for a minute, allowing starscream to collect himself. once the harpy had calmed down, optimus continued, "i'm offering you a chance at a new life. i won't lie to you, what i am offering will not be easy. you would be serving as an informant for the voices of primus, gathering intelligence on where the rest of the relics might be."

"you want me to be a spy," starscream huffed.

"correct," optimus said with a nod. starscream humphed and crossed his arms.

"and what's in it for me, if i risk my hide sticking my neck out for you?" he asked, raising an eyebrow in suspicion. at that question, optimus' face shifted, quiet confidence etched into his features.

"if you decide to help us," he said, "then, once this war is over, if we win, we will help you rebuild your home."

home.

starscream's eyes widened. his breath caught in his chest. the word hung heavy in the air like the smoke from the fire before them. the one thing starscream had missed from the moment he'd joined the talons of unicron, and optimus was offering to help him rebuild it.

no, he thought, forcing himself to hide the hope in his eyes. he could be lying to you. don't give in so easily.

"i don't need your help to rebuild my home," he sniffed. "i don't need anyone at all. i can do fine on my own. i did just fine on my own before this war, anyway."

"you'll forgive me if i find that difficult to believe," optimus said. "you must've had someone who cared about you before the war began."

"i did, once," he grunted. with a harsh, hollow laugh, he added, "primus knows where they are. they're probably both dead by now, for all i know."

optimus was right. there was no denying it. starscream felt his heart grow heavy with the memories of his brothers, still fresh as the day he left them.

optimus bowed his head, and to his surprise, starscream saw grief in his pale blue eyes. he reached out one big paw, as if to rest it on starscream's back to comfort him, but stopped and pulled away when he saw starscream lean away from his touch.

"starscream," he said softly, "i promise you that, should you decide to help us, when this war comes to pass, i will do everything in my power to help you find those you have lost."

starscream wanted to laugh. he wanted to ask optimus how dare he come up with such an audacious lie. but as he searched every inch of optimus' face for any sort of tell, any giveaway that he was lying, he couldn't find one. either optimus was a fantastic liar or he meant every word he said.

"why me?" starscream asked, his voice quiet and unsure. "why are you asking me to help you with this?"

"you are megatron's second in command," optimus explained. "you know more about his plans than anyone else in the talons of unicron, partially because you had a hand in some of his works. you would be the ideal choice for a job like this."

"well, at least you're honest," starscream mumbled, pulling his legs up to his chest and resting his head on his knees. he stared into the fire, letting the orange and yellow tongues of light consume his vision.

"and, starscream," optimus said after a moment's quiet, "i know what it's like to lose someone you love in this war. but unlike you, i now know that i can never get him back."

starscream turned to look at optimus, incredulous. he couldn't figure out who optimus was talking about. possibly someone from back home before the war? or did he mean-

"i'll give you some time to think about my offer," optimus said, interrupting starscream's thoughts. "but for now, we need rest. i'll wake you when it's time to get moving again."

unless...

with that, optimus closed his eyes and rested his huge head on his front paws. starscream watched as the big beast's breathing slowed and face relaxed as he started to fall asleep.

the harpy didn't move, still sitting in the same spot. how did optimus expect him to get any sleep in a place like this? the only thing in this stone hovel that was even remotely comfortable would be the snow.

no. no, you're not going to become bedfellows with a beast like him.

it didn't matter that optimus was probably the most comfortable spot for starscream to rest his head. he was still optimus, the foremost voice of primus, not to mention he was close enough to a dragon for starscream to want to keep his distance. no, he refused to entertain the thought any further. he could sleep just fine on his own, thank you very much. he backed up against the cave wall and wrapped his wings and tail around himself before closing his eyes, determined to get some rest.

five minutes passed, then ten, then fifteen. sleep evaded starscream, no matter how he reconfigured his body to make himself more comfortable. in his sleep deprived state, he weighed his options, few as they were, and came to as logical of a conclusion as his drowsiness addled brain could muster.

one time won't hurt, but just this once. and you speak to no one about this.

setting his pride aside for the sake of sleep, starscream got up and walked over to optimus, sitting in front of him. he turned over onto his side and started to lay his head down on optimus' ribs, when he looked up and found himself staring right into one open blue eye. he let out an embarrassing squawk and stood straight up, afraid that optimus might swat him into the fire with his tail for being annoying.

if optimus was annoyed with starscream in any capacity, he didn't show it. instead, he slowly rolled over onto his side, exposing his underbelly. starscream couldn't believe his eyes. no monster in their right mind would ever expose their most vulnerable side to an enemy, unless...

he believes i won't hurt him.

and to starscream's surprise, he had no desire to. in that moment, he had every opportunity to gain the upper hand over the voices of primus, to plunge his talons into optimus' stomach, tear him open, and leave him to bleed to death right there. he could send the voices of primus plunging into darkness, and maybe even return to his seat of power at megatron's side.

but he didn't want to. not after optimus had offered him home, offered to help him find skywarp and thundercracker. he still wasn't entirely sure about this offer, but it was better than going back to megatron.

no, he didn't want to hurt optimus. right now, all he wanted to do was sleep.

starscream knew that a dragon's underbelly was the weakest part of their body. it was valuable knowledge to keep in one's back pocket when living under the rule of a dragon like megatron. this seemed to apply to optimus as well, for when starscream experimentally rested a hand on optimus' belly, he felt not diamond hard armor, but smooth, almost leathery scales, its softness only marred by raised, puffy battle scars. when he finally laid down on optimus' belly, he could feel the warmth emanating from deep inside him, the perpetual dragonfire burning within. starscream couldn't help himself as he groaned softly in satisfaction, both from being surrounded by warmth and having a comfortable surface to sleep on.

he finally rested his head on optimus' side, and with his ear pressed to his chest, he could hear the slow, steady rhythm of optimus' strong heartbeat, and he felt the gentle rise and fall of his broad chest. in a bizarre way, starscream found it soothing.

hearing a dragging sound behind him, starscream turned his head to see optimus had moved his tail so it was curled up against his body. then, as if it had a mind of its own, it raised up and slowly wound around starscream's midsection. its grip wasn't constricting like a giant snake, as starscream had anticipated it might feel. rather, it felt more like a very strange, yet comforting one armed hug. starscream reached out to touch it, then looked back up at optimus, who was still watching him expectantly. he made no move to stop the harpy as he wrapped one arm around optimus' thick tail and squeezed gently, as if to silently thank him.

that seemed to satisfy optimus. he closed his eyes and let his heavy head rest on the stone floor. it might've been a trick of the flickering firelight, but starscream could've sworn that for less than a second, he saw a small smile on optimus' scaly face.

starscream took one last glance past the fire to look out of the cave entrance. truth be told, he had no idea how he'd let himself get here. one moment, he'd been hunting for the apex armor, with a certain gargoyle hot on his tail. he'd never imagined that, at the end of the day, he'd find himself huddled up next to optimus fragging prime in the middle of a mountain cave, but sometimes, truth was stranger than fiction.

at least things were now looking up. at least he knew another path he could take.

starscream smiled in disbelief and shook his head. his past self wouldn't be caught dead in a situation like this. once he'd realized just how megatron had deceived him, he'd sworn that he would never trust a dragon again.

but, as he reasoned, optimus was a firedrake, not a dragon. he didn't count.

with exhaustion weighing heavily on his body and mind, starscream closed his eyes and fell asleep, uneasy yet hopeful for what the future would bring.

i've never written fic for these two before, so i hope i didn't mangle their characters too badly lmao. hopefully i'll write more for them in the future!

[yes-i-write-fanfiction]

Ok ok, to get away from the crack (despite the hilarity of primus and unicron) I wanna know how Magneto learns about Peter being his grandkid?? Like i understand hoe Doom found out but how would magneto learn?

Maybe he always knew he had a grandchild? But his daughter had to give them up and while Magneto wanted to keep his grandchild and would have happily raised them himself, he knew that with his status as a wanted criminal he would only put them in danger. He was never even told what gender the child was, only their age and that they had their mother's brown eyes.

As for how he learns that Peter is that grandchild, he probably meets him by accident in New York and just, bam. He knows the color of those eyes, he recognizes that nose. Magneto at first doesn't say anything, wanting to keep his grandson safe, but then he learns that Peter's x-gene has triggered (Magneto doesn't know he's Spider-Man, only that he's a mutant) and now he's determined to protect and teach his grandson how to use his powers.

Magneto has no clue that Doom is Peter's dad. Not that he would particularly care if he did.

[lets-try-some-writing]

Humanformers Moon and Earth is perfect for flower shop/mafia au

Moon: Not to worry you or anything but mafia traverses those parts i thought i warn you

Moon: And completely unrelated since i thought i ask are you single by any chance?

Earth: Aww that's sweet of you..My dad is a mafia boss(but retired!) thought so i don't have to worry but still very sweet of you

Earth: And yes i am single

Moon:

Moon: your dad's what

Ah yes, this would be even funnier if poor Moon is completely unaware that Earth's father is an ex Mafia boss until they are engaged/married and Earth brings him home to meet her dear dad. Bonus points if he also doesn't say who he is the son of. Spy X Family style.

They had the most romantic fairy tale meeting and romance with Earth working as a florist and Moon being a son from a VERY well off family. They met by pure chance and Moon took every chance to buy flowers from the pretty florist until he worked up the guts to ask her out. Their courting went all but perfectly, minus a few hiccups here and there. Earth mentioned that her father wasn't fond of mentioning his past profession, which to Moon was totally fair. After all, his father was Primus, a notorious megacompany owner with more children than any reasonable person could count on their digits. Yeah he understood, so he didn't question.

Then Earth invited him to meet her father for his blessing, and Moon just about lost his mind.

Earth: Dad! This is Moon! My fiancé!

Unicron: *folding up his newspaper* Oh, Moon was it?

Moon: *shooketh* You are the notorious-!

Unicron: Shut your trap now boy, or I will be sending my brother his precious son in a box all wrapped up with a bow.

Earth: Dad, don't tease him! He's just a bit overwhelmed I'm sure!

Unicron: My daughter is right. Apologies boy. You are a bit overwhelmed, aren't you?

Moon: yes sir.

[short-wooloo]

Another RWBY/Transformers crossover idea:

So in my last post on this crossover au, I mentioned tying the origins of Unicron and Primus (who typically aren't given an origin) to RWBY by having them be creations of the brother gods

And that gives me another idea

The Allspark is another relic of the gods

Moreover, it's a sort of prototype to the 4 relics of Remnant, basically being all 4 in 1, since the Allspark typically contains great knowledge, power of creation, can be harnessed for destruction (that's what the Decepticons are always trying to do with it), and grants its creations sentience and free will, aka choice

[royallogana]

I love an au where the Transformers are clothes and/or fabric and my au have a rose with vines permanently attached to you because it a reminder of the war.

So vines could be draped in some sort of seams and the magic in the vines could make an illusion that there is fabric, you can touch it and feel it but it is just an illusion.

Remember when I told you that all sparks got revived by some didn't make and some did? Well... One of those people was Primus and I know some of you are going to ask but it isn't Primus the planet. Yes, you are absolutely correct, but Primus and Unicron have 2 main forms planet and Cybertronian. Remember, that I told you Elita is dead still....she gave her frame to Primus so he could use it as a base for his frame. But here the worst part is the only place Primus and Unicron could end up living is at the same house as Megop and Primeg(Prima X Megatronus(Solas did the same thing but for Unicron.)

So as a gift and reminder of what they lost Primus used the mourning rose and called the 'Elysian Roses' which means to them, they will always be the guides to the Allspark.

[blossomkittenrosie]

Miraculous Cybertronian Guardian AU (Miraculous Ladybug x Transformers Animated AU)

Decided to make another AU again for fun. Hope you all enjoy!

It began after Marinette lost everything besides her parents, Luka, Kagami, Chloe, Alex and Aurore all because of Lila.

She even lost her partner when Plagg came to her with the Black Cat Miraculous as he coldly declared that Cat Noir was no longer his kitten.

Despite everything she had to endure alone and being the Guardian of the Miraculouses, she was able to claim victory over Shadowmoth and take back both the Butterfly and Peacock Miraculouses back.

Once everything was over, Marinette started taking a breather, trying to move on slowly and taking full training to officially become the Guardian of the Miraculouses.

With Master Su-Han and the Kwamis support, she was able to fully complete her training and officially became the Guardian of the Miraculouses.

After some time had passed, Marinette happened to take a walk to get some fresh as she also brought the Miracle Box with her as well.

However, she noticed too late when she was crossing the street to head home that a vehicle hit her along with the Miracle Box.

News spread all around Paris as everyone mourned to not only their hero's death but also how much she gave hope to Paris when Hawkmoth first appeared.

Each of Marinette's ex-friends got the punishments they deserved after all of Paris found out what they had done to her.

Lila got the worst out of them all...

It would take time for them to slowly move on from Marinette's cruel death. But they will remain strong and independent for not just her, but fir everyone as well.

It took Marinette some time to open her eyes and see the Miracle Box beside her.

Seeing this, Marinette immediately unlocked the Miracle Box to free the Kwamis out to check if they're alright.

Once it was confirmed that they're alright, Marinette sighed in relief but noticed the looks on the Kwamis faces.

When she asked what was wrong, they gave her a mirror to look into as Marinette let out a startled shriek.

Her form was different, her eyes shining blue like actual light, her body made of metal and the colors of her body frame were yellow and black.

While the Kwamis didn't know what was happening, apparently Marinette does...

She wanted to confirm it first by heading towards the nearest window, and as she thought, they were on Cyberton!

She even watched the Cybertronians roamed from below and she was in the Transformers Animated universe!

She used to watch that show when she was just a little girl back then, her favourite character from the show was Bumblebee.

She now realized that she reincarnated as Bumblebee in the Transformers Animated universe!

Soon, she started planning and made her mission:

Change and save everyone she can from meeting their demise, get into the repair crew, find the Allspark, stop the Decepticons, and save Cyberton.

With the Kwamis help and support, she might make a difference in this universe.

However, things will start to get even stranger as Marinette/Bumblebee changes her world from the original universe, for better or for worse...

Headcannons:

After Marinette became Bumblebee, she went by that Cybertronian name since then, but let the Kwamis call her Marinette when they're alone.

When Marinette/Bumblebee and Kwamis didn't join Autobot Boot Camp yet, they were trying to figure out how to use the Miraculouses in her Cybertronian body since she doesn't have a human body anymore.

It took some time, but they eventually figured it out.

(Also, this part of the headcannon was inspired by @moonlight-tmd God Sparkling AU because this is where Primus and Unicron come to this AU)

Both Primus and Unicorn immediately appeared in Marinette/Bumblebee's life before she joined Boot Camp.

And by appeared, it meant they suddenly revealed themselves in front of her and the Kwamis when they were alone as Marinette/Bumblebee let out a startled shriek.

Though they weren't in physical form, they were in transparent form.

Despite Marinette/Bumblebee knowing both Primus and Unicron were ancient enemies in the past, the way she sees them fighting in her point of view along with the Kwamis is like...a divorced married couple.

She figured the days and times of being planets must have made them a bit soft or rusty.

Strangely enough, both ancient Cybertronians saw her as their own child.

While Primus calls her "My child...", Unicron calls her Mari/Bee...

Though she cares deeply about Prim and Uni (she called them by their nicknames from time to time), they can be very exhausting for her to listen...

Mostly for how much they argue a lot...

She managed to save Elita as she used both the Ladybug and Black Cat Miraculouses to hide her identity and immediately left the scene after making sure Elita was safe.

By the time she entered Autobot Boot Camp, she first befriended Bulkhead by the second she saw him.

She mostly stayed away from Wasp and Longarm (aka Shockwave) during her time there.

Though she unawarily attracted attention no matter what she did.

Back at Autobot Boot camp...

She tried to get others to think she was the Decepticon Double Spy as part of her plan and prevent anyone (mostly Wasp) from getting imprisoned and going insane, but someone was trying to get their suspicions off her, making her confused on who would do this.

And this is where the headcannons end here since I don't have any more things to think about. Also, I also decided to put the love interests here:

Wasp, Longarm/Shockwave, Prowl, Blitzwing (though I don't like him much, it is one of the most famous ships in TFA), the Jet twins (Jetfire and Jetstorm), Blurr, Rodimus Prime and Hot Shot.

Bye everyone and I hope you all have a nice day!

[mychlapci]

Transformers lore is really easy to explain actually! It all started when primus reloaded he was in a toxic relationship with the quintessions and unicron (polycule) he left, but unfortunately he was already pregnant with 12 quadrillion babies that he very slowly birthed for decades until they got into a fight over who got the x-box and-

wait I'm actually digging this version where all cybertronians are just birthed by primus. i'm into it. i mean, they already are implied to all come from primus, but like, what if it was literal....