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Tainted Eyes don’t lie

Chapter 3

Tfp Cybertronian reader x ….

Summary: for the sake of plot i wont reveal the detail on top, basically reader’s memory files are all extremely damaged and are trying to regain their memories with the autobots while following their spark as a guide. The fanfic will have angst and comfort :3

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Rushing around Base, picking up files, cleaning tools, and organizing archives. Things were finally starting to come around.

Of course, finding out how to be useful was no easy feat. A lot of the time feeling like a helpless sparkling, not to mention therapy was a big jerk, reminding you how difficult everything is.

But alas, clinging onto the silver of hope of being valuable was the only thing keeping you sane at this point.

If you really stop to think about it… that pull at your spark begins slowly consuming your processor and rushing through your thoughts aND MAKES YOU FEEL INSANE WHY CANT YOU STOP THE NOISE.

Shaking it off, you hurry to busy yourself and drown out the noise.

yes.     this is where you belong. 

Thankfully bumblebee and the kids were around and kept you busy. And not that far from where you currently were Ratchet was observing you.

He’s very grateful for everything you’ve done. 

Knows you want to do more, yet thanks to you he has been taking better care of himself.

Still, that doesn’t change the fact this circumstance hasn’t been easy for everyone, especially you… and a certain bot he knows. 

Groaning as he remembers, he retrieves his optics from the peaceful vibe around you and heads to the other side of the room. Approaching the back where Optimus is currently standing.

Seeing that his old friend was heading his direction an awful dread, knowing too well what the medic wants.

“You know Optimus,” addressing him directly, “back then, we did the right thing.” A soft scoff escaped his lips.

“Optimus, we both know it was for the best.” Almost a plea at this point, having heard this many times. Yet, his exasperated guilt made him tense, flare up, and unintentionally clench his servos.

“You know very well that isn’t the issue.”

His own spark heavy as his optics speak his pain. Such a strange look to see on his leader, it worries him. 

“Ratchet, I can’t even LOOK at them without remembering that night.”

Oh, so that’s why. Ratchet remembers, after all he was there that night. 

“I see,” sensing the tension he decides it’s best to give him some space. “I’ll excuse myself then.”

Letting a vent out once the medic is far enough, his optics go back searching for you. 

Sees the humans reaching out to you. Your smile wide and the room filled with your laughter. He’s never seen you this happy before.

As endearing as it was to watch you, his guilt seemed to never leave him. Always eating him aways when your optics met. 

He could sense the distress in your spark, the cries it gives haunting him. Your optics unintentionally showing those pleas for answers to questions you aren’t aware of at the moment. 

Knows you’re missing something, but refuses to destroy what has been given.

Ratchet’s right.

This is for the best.

He’s thinking about this too much. Starts walking away towards to his room with hope a recharge will help him. 

Unknowingly to him, your own optics watching him as well. Misunderstanding the frown directed towards you. 

The others also aren’t aware of why Optimus does this, which only frustrates you more. Having practically nothing to work with. I mean— even Arcee is closer to you than Optimus. 

It’s been months now and you’re more than willing to prove yourself to the team. 

From what Mikko and the other humans told you, you were an amazing fighter all throughout the war. 

But heck, knowing how Op is at this point you wouldn’t even mind being a scout at least. 

Which is why, tonight’s night shift may be the only shot you had to prove yourself. Though you had to be quick, everyone else was out of base and Optimus was recharging. 

You’ve been planning this for awhile now, already having a secret energon mine. Took awhile to prepare the crates without any bot noticing. But tonight you’d take them all back to base.

When it was time to act, you put up your visor and temporarily tuned some alarms to act on a certain time— in case if something goes wrong.

Afterwards you open a space bridge and throw a rover that’ll act as bait. It has a signal that’ll call decepticons and get them away from the mine. 

After a certain time the rover with self destruct so you hurry even more. Opening another space bridge directly in the mine, acting quick knowing you set the bridge to close at a certain time.

Going back and foward, bringing crates in then going back to repeat the process you started feeling more relaxed when you had one crate left. 

Pushing it with a cart ready to end this mission, something burning hot blast past you.

You’re being attacked from the sky. 

Jumping over said crate using it as a shield you see the decepticon is still quite far but surely will reach you soon.

Scrap. You have no weapons at hand.

That’s okay—we’ll improvise. Right? Right. 

Man that screeching noise kept coming closer as they shoot from the air. 

Oh primus, if they get past you they’ll discord base. you can’t let that happen.

Reaching for all the rock you can find you start chucking and aiming them at the enemy, having dodge their shot at you as well. 

Taking some hits, you both hit each other. You successfully knocked them and they successfully broke your visor/mask.

Using the opportunity you throw the crate into the space bridge, and as Lazerbeak goes into the air to strike back he instantly freezes.

Without a second thought you jump in just before the bridge closes. The last thing you heard was an angered screech. Landing roughly making a loud crash echo through base.

You felt giddy for being able to handle yourself, yet your victory is shortly lived as you hear many pedes rushing towards you.

Scrap, you’re not getting out of this one easily.

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Can i request rise rottmnt x gn reader who's the type to hyperfixate on one character or fandom that they literally will show fanarts,edits,hc and any other kind of stuff to the turtles as they listen to their s/o yap for hours??? ^_____^

Ramble Buddies

Leo has two different reactions when it comes to this. Number one, he would playfully act betrayed that you have chosen another 

“oh please, you’re such such a drama queen.”

Loudly gasping in his defense, “Shame on you! You have WOUNDED me !” Draping an arm over his head as he over dramatically fakes sobs, even blowing his nose for extra effect.

His act almost brings out a chuckle out of you as you tease him back, “cmon be for real, we both know you’re no different when it comes to Jupiter Jim.” 

“That creature is no where near Jupiter Jim’s level !” 

Cue to both of y’all defending your hyperfixations for the next hours

His second reaction would be to join you. This usually starts with him simply learning about it to becoming a bigger fan than you. Probably to the point where it becomes a routine to talk about theories and binge watch/read/play together. Also he uses those character valentines pick up lines all the time. 

Raph would be the most confused out of all the brothers. Especially depending on which fandom you’re in. Though he’s very supportive cause he knows it makes you happy. Thus he makes effort to learn proper terms even keeping notes on things you mention

He didn’t mind re-watching the same movie with your favorite character. In fact, that sparkle in your eye always made it worth it. 

He doesn’t care if you constantly pause different scenes explaining different easter eggs, theories, and rambling about said character. 

Your joy being contagious, he’s just happy you’re happy. 

“Raph? Are you sure I’m not talking too much?” Please, if you only knew he can’t ever get enough of you. “You’re never ‘too much’ for me,” he pulls you in closer so you can continue rambling while cuddling. 

Donnie may at first appear to find your hobby dull but honestly that’s just his face. In reality even if he’s not in the same fandom, anytime he sees anything related to it or a character you’ve shown him he immediately gets it for you. Not to mention the amount of memes he’ll send you after yapping will flood your messages. 

You were simply having a regular self care time by gladly showing Don the your newest favorite edits and memes of said character. 

Interesting enough how he can manage working on something and listening to you at the same time. You have wondered before if he’d preferred you do so another time, but anytime you’re silent for too long he immediately stops and asks what’s wrong.

And as you’re rambling, he keeps up quite well, memorizing and asking questions of whatever you’re telling him. Putting down his project he turn to you, “Do tell me more, if it’s important to you then it’s important to me.”

Mikey loves hearing about your interest ! Ngl he’s very invested in it, to the point where he draws fanart for you if you ask him. He usually would look for ways to trigger a yap session. 

“Oh by the way , isn’t this that character you’ve told me about?” Showing you an edit on his fyp, “I’ve never seen you mention this outfit.” Taking a closer look you see that he is indeed right.

“What?! I’ve never seen it either,” quickly searching it up you find its from a new update/episode/game 

Loves seeing how open you are about your interests. Makes sure you never feel judged for what you like, “Wanna watch it together then?” He invites already heading to get some snacks

“You read my mind.” 

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Tainted Eyes don’t lie

Chapter 2 

Tfp Cybertronian reader x ….

Summary: for the sake of plot i wont reveal the detail on top, basically reader’s memory files are all extremely damaged and are trying to regain their memories with the autobots while following their spark as a guide. The fanfic will have angst and comfort :3

Ch.1  Ch.2 Ch.3

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It’s been a few weeks since you awoke.

Health wise things seem to be running smoothly, the rest of the crew have been kind enough to catch you up on things.

Honestly you wouldn’t have any complaints if it weren’t for the fact you’re not allowed to fight on the battlefield, or ANY decepticon in general.

From what the others have told you it’s understandable why Optimus wouldn’t want you risking yourself before being fully recovered. However, Ratchet practically admitted that you should be back to normal. 

Huffing as you take a seat, you glare at Optimus from across the room. 

Yea, look at him. Being all serious and charismatic. Trusting everyone’s capabilities no matter what happens…. everyone except yours.

Cursing him under your breath, Optimus has to admit it’s hard to ignore the obvious anger directed towards him. In fact there’s not a single bot who isn’t aware of your wrath.

Seeing once again that he isn’t budging, you give in deciding it’s better to go to your chambers.

With the intention of cooling your processor.

Once there, you happily greet the berth preferring the your little the room over said bots anyway. 

Looking around, it’s strange seeing how empty your room feels. 

In fact, there’s a lot of things you’re told that don’t really seem to fit the story. Not counting the whole “you can’t fight the enemy physically” thing.

 Your first proof of this is how the others treat you. I dunno, it’s weird that some of them would act cold towards you. Shouldn’t they be happy a friend, who was practically dead, is better now? 

Though they seem to be adjusting, Arcee was definitely having the most pressure with this. You’re no expert, but her “happiness” to see you didn’t really feel like it.

The others also appear to be tense at times, their optics showing more than their words. 

And the humans. 

they avoid you like the plague. You thought it may be reasonable to meet a bot or two who wouldn’t be on best terms with you. But getting that feeling from EVERYONE, …now that was off putting.

Your second proof was their description of you feels different from how you feel. 

Said you’re cold-blooded, serious, and very secretive of your past. 

But that doesn’t feel like something you would do. 

Ratchet has explained that the war in itself had changed you from the very start. And he’s tried consoling you with the fact that the others aren’t simply used to seeing this side of you.

And maybe that’s true. 

But it’s a little unfair. 

After the others were aware of  the stress you felt by not being what they expected, they simply stopped talking about who you once were.

And you can’t blame them for the way they’ve acted. 

Even though you’re alive, at the end of the day you’ll never be who you once were.

how frustrating.

Even if the prior is true, you best believe you are going to be better than before.

You’re not sure how, but you’ll prove it to them, all of them, even Optimus.

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You’re all I need

Rise!Leo x human!reader 

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There wasn’t anything too special or important going on. You both are currently sprawled on his bed. Scrolling on your phone, evenings tended to be calm around this time. 

Leo usually does the same or just watches from your phone. But that wasn’t what had him so attentive.

His gaze was set on you.

Honestly some may get used to the sight of their loved ones, but for him,. it’s quite the opposite.

Adoring the soft expressions you give, the look of pure relaxation, and seeing sleep slowly win you over. It comforts him.

Your tiredness reminds him of all the work you do. As much as he’d love to be human, he’s aware how hard it can be. 

Knows that life hasn’t always treated you kindly—that’s why he feels privileged to give you back everything you deserve.

And seeing you be your true self around him, that’s all he ever needs.

Getting up, he turns off the lights before jumping near ya and snatching your phone. Besides your protest you don’t resist much as he cuddles into you making himself comfortable. 

Yeah, he wouldn’t change it for the world.

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Tainted Eyes don’t lie

Chapter 1

Tfp Cybertronian reader x ….

Summary: for the sake of plot i wont reveal the detail on top, basically reader’s memory files are all extremely damaged and are trying to regain their memories with the autobots while following their spark as a guide. The fanfic will have angst and comfort :3

Ch.1 Ch.2 Ch.3

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Their helm booted up as bots around them scurried. Your optics went online immediately feeling overwhelmed by the light. Trying to focus on your surroundings, everything continued to blur in and out.

You attempted to get on your pedes yet your body weight pressured you back to the ground. 

A a servo hoists your arm in place before you can reach the ground 

Their voice distant, yet so warm, comforting to your audials.

It felt wrong.

Finally being able to focus towards said bot you realize how ginormous they are next to you. Red, blue, and gray appeared to be their color scheme.

No one in the room said anything .

All just waiting to see what their leaders approach would be. The tension was high and you weren’t planning on responding verbally. At least not anytime soon.

Quickly scanning the room, you aren’t able to find any information on the other bots around the room watching you.

“Soldier, are you alright?”

Soldier? Facing the Mech, you see that he’s still holding you, quickly reacting by brushing their servo off with clear distrust you straighten your posture.

“What’s the situation.” Your voice, clearly demanding answers.

His sighs turning towards a smaller mech close behind him. There are much smaller and bulkier, and by the looks of it quite more on edge than everyone else in the room. “I won’t cooperate until y’all start talking.” Defiance evident in your stance and tone. 

Not to mention those jaundice optics of your’s held no room of acceptance for any mistakes.

The bigger mech, which you assume might be the leader, gestures towards the smaller one, which by the look of their equipment they might be some type of medic.

“Ratchet,” they step forward now closer to you their presence displaying authority, “Is assigned to supervise your care.” 

When acknowledging him, your optics lock onto each other having a mini staring contest, neither willing to back down. 

Optimus sensing the tension signals the rest of the bots to leave and then  excuses himself.

Now alone with the grumpier bot, Ratchet looks away as he goes to one of his drawers searching for something. Feeling a bit of pride at the mini victory, you watch in silence as he moves around.

Analyzing your surroundings, you see that you’re clearly in a medical room. You feel a strange unease.

you don’t know why.

Ratchet who has been silently observing you does a few routinely check ups, which to his dismay is much difficult with you distrust.

“Look, Im aware you might have some trouble believing me. But I’m afraid you may be experiencing severe damage to your memory files.”

Silently masking your fear, he might be right. Everything you know feels foggy in your brain. Struggling to access your memories you almost past out from over exerting your processor.

He flicks you helm quite harshly to prevent you causing yourself more damage, “Are you trying to FRY the last few brain modules you have left?!” 

Rubbing the spot as you send him a scowl, he huffs in frustration while handing you a datapad. Scanning through, you find pictures and notes on the state you were found and the repairs done to you. 

Woah, someone messed you up pretty bad. It’s a miracle you’re even alive. Suddenly the medic no longer feels like any enemy. You weren’t sure if you could learn to trust them, yet so far he hasn’t offlined you. 

“I’m aware how difficult this may be for you.” Shutting the folder after having seen enough you look away. “Yet, you must know we wish you no harm. In fact, we need you to cooperate for you to get better.” 

His voice stern, yet gentle. It soothes some of your circuits. Glancing at him, you’re aware of what a desperate situation you’re in. Distrust holding you back from accepting help.

“Can you recall anything before waking up?” You scrunch your faceplate, “though, this time without frying your circuits.” 

It felt peculiar but that’s the thing.

You can’t remember anything.

There’s things you know, that feel like facts, but you can’t explain or describe them. Though attempting you say whatever ever comes to mind, “Well.. I’m cybertronian?” Your voice revealing your doubt not fully sure of the memory behind it.

“,that’s a good start.” He obviously was encouraging you but his posture alert for any changes, “It’s alright if you can’t remember anything else.”

You thought that was all, but your spark tugged and cried in the very essence of your being. Something was missing. You wanted to ignore the feeling and just agree that you couldn’t remember anything else. 

except that feeling seem to be more than emotion, rather it felt like a piece of you. The cry overpowering your thoughts. Your intake spoke without you meaning to.

“I think—well im not sure, but maybe, I think, I had—NO. I have a family.” 

Desperate, trying to remember and Ratchet trying to keep you calm, “A family?”  As far as the autobots knew, you have never mentioned a family. Not even with the humans around.

Voice breaking optics flickering and your engine revs in frustration “ I can’t REMEMBER . ”

You never did mention your past on Cybertron; your life before the war. He really did sympathize with you, knowing how heavy the burdens are you and you at the moment aren’t even aware why you have them. 

“Look kid, you made it this far. We’ll help you get back on your pedes.” Your optic’s showing hope for the truth in his words.

He can’t take your pain, but he’s determined to help you get through it.

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It’s Okay to be Sad

Shadow x human reader 

Summary: he needs comfort, i need comfort. this takes place after sonicXshadow generations. Side note I haven’t played the game.

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It’s taken longer for your Lover to return.

You were aware this last mission was anything but easy for him.

During his adventure, he had video called you a few times, obviously with Maria at his side. (ofc you took some screenshots)

Yet the mission had been over a while ago.

As you waited for him to arrive, your eyes looked over said pictures. Analyzing the contrast of his usual stoic face to the one on the image.

He was.. calmer ,more at peace,.. even a tad playful in some.

You were quite hopeful at their arrival, yet nothing could’ve prepared you for the outcome. 

Rouge had given you a heads up through message. It was heartbreaking to imagine what he was going through.

When you went to receive him, you saw that he was indeed alone. His eyes were puffed, red, and they avoided meeting with your own.

Before you could even reach out to him, he simply left his bag in your hands and left for a run . And honestly, who were you to stop him?

Normally, you wouldn’t worry too much, but considering the situation, there is a lot more depth to this problem.

It’s no surprise that worry started creeping through you. 

Not knowing where he went , if he’s okay, and the fact that he left hours ago, and it was already turning midnight, your doubts definitely took advantage of the situation.

…maybe he wasn’t going to come home. 

what if, he was gone. forever.

That can’t be..

  right?

Pacing around the place You do your best to distract yourself by cleaning, watching tv, even messaging the others. But nothing was working.

In fact, you’re pretty sure you sweep the same spot for the past 10 minutes. That was until there was a big crashing sound coming from outside.

Damn raccoons.

Always making a mess . Taking your trusty broom as you go outside to check how bad cleanup was going to be. You noticed a knocked over trashcan, but there was no raccoon.

Checking the area with Broom in hand, you can barely make an image of a silhouette in your garden.

Obviously, your first instinct is to go back inside . But honestly, you’re already high on a adrenaline and ready to let out some aggressive stress.

Creeping closer to said silhouette, you get into a defensive posture, ready to swing at the intruder. And just as it makes contact with them the broom freaking breaks.

Now, you’re no expert, but you’re pretty sure at this moment you’re supposed to be writing your will. 

But nothing happened .

They turn and even though you can’t see that well in the dark, those deep crimson eyes are recognizable from anywhere.

“shadow?”

It really was him. “Shadow!” Crouching as you pull him into a quick hug, you just as  quickly pull back scanning him for any physical injuries. “Jeez you really know how give a scare.” You joke without meaning to, and after finding nothing other than his puffed eyes you calm down a bit.

“Give me a warning next time,” you cup his face and leans in resting on your palm. “I swear if i wasn’t as relieved and worried I, I’d make, no, I would injure you myself.”

He lets a muffled chuckle, “what you don’t think I will?” You tease trying to lift his mood a bit. Trying to let him know you’re not angry at him. 

“You’re right, but regardless do you want to go inside?”

He shakes his head no. “That’s alright with me,” you assure him as you sit on the ground and he follows suit. “We can stay out here as long as you need.”

“thank you… for everything you do. Even for someone like me.”

You twitch a brow at that, “No need. The sentiment is appreciated,” you grab his hand gently giving him a soft squeeze. 

“Besides if our roles would be reversed you’d be no different.” 

He glances at you, “maybe.. but in the first place i would had trapped you in the house until you felt better and loved since the beginning.”

Playfully scoffing at his remarks knowing it’s true. “Guess I’ll do that next time then.” 

And you both take comfort in each other’s presence, surrounded by your garden as you gaze into the stars and he tells you more about Maria.

You didn’t take his pain away, but that’s alright because you have one another, 

and it’s okay to sad. 

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if you are writing for Tmnt 2012, please have a reader who reciprocates the feelings of a turtle (leo, rpah, donnie, mikey) after their confession but does not want to be in a relationship with him for fear that he will lead Krang or Shredder straight to their hideout.....how do the turtles react, do they try to dissuade the reader from this idea, or do they emphasize their decisions

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It’s complicated?…

I love this ask so much, I might have gotten carried away lol ٩( ᐛ )و thanks for the ask !

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Leo was conflicted. Sure he’s no expert when it came to relationships but he thought you felt the same. 

No. 

He was sure you liked him back. 

It didn’t make sense, but in that moment he couldn’t oppose. And simply accepted your rejection. 

At first it wasn’t noticeable to you how much this affected him. In fact, he seemed to be improving in everything.

Yet the emotional drainage and him getting sloppy from the burnout almost lead to one of his brothers getting seriously injured on a mission.

That’s when the line was crossed and he’s determined to find you. 

He has questions and needs answers.

Doesn’t matter the time or your current location this man would spend hours tracking you down. When he does inevitably find you home he taps your window awaiting for you to let him in.

“Leo?!” You unlock the window, “What are doing here?! It’s still daylight.” You look around whisper shouting as you pull him indoors. “I swear if there isn’t a good reason for this I’m telling Splinter.” You huff out after closing the blinds.

But as you turn around your eyes meet together, his gaze filled with yearning and pain. Guilt claws your stomach knowing you could’ve accepted… but you didn’t.

“You seem to be doing well.” 

He’s smiling,..but he’s no longer looking at you. “Can i know why you rejected me?” 

Your heart drops a bit, and you relent. He hears you out. Tries to convince you that wouldn’t happen, he wouldn’t allow it.

But if you persist he drop the topic. After all, he never came to change your mind. He came for answers, and that’s what he got.

Yet there’s something you didn’t think of, you technically admitted you liked him as well. This motivated him to continue perusing you, to prove to you he can protect those he care about. 

And with time he hopes you’ll trust him enough to let him love you fully.

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Donnie wasn’t lacking when it came to intelligence. But another thing that he has in common with his brothers, other than being well, mutant turtles, was that he certainly lacked experience in the romance area.

And after learning that what he felt for April wasn’t true love, more like an obsessed attachment, he decided to understand his emotions better.

so when the time came, he knew what he felt for you was love, and he knew you felt the same !

which is why your answer broke him.

he was so sure he did everything right.

he learned to build healthy relationships, took his time to get to know you, saw that you were also interested, and he took a chance.

upon hearing your answer he probably would just say okay with a shaky breath. And later that night analyze every little detail.

his search to find what he did is so thorough it takes him days to realize he needs to confront you.

when he does you immediately are fretting about how tired he looks.

his eyes red from dryness, big bags under his eyes, and turtle skin a pit on the paler side.

“Donnie ! Are you alright !?” your softer hands than his inspecting him “you seem very unwell.” Your brows frowning and eyes filled with concern. “That’s it. I’ve decided,” you grip his hand, “Ima make sure you rest, even if it’s the last thing I do.”

heh,…. It’s almost as if you do like him back.

“say, why did you reject?”

….

It was hard, but even you couldn’t keep it from him any longer. So you confessed, “It’s not because I don’t like you. I actually really do. I’m just worried.”

after finding out the real reason and hearing your explanation he quickly pulled you to a hug. Wrapping his arms around you, you can feel his breath on your neck.

“oh (y/n), I’m sorry you had to deal with this burden for so long.”

a wave of peace hitting you harder from being understood. You warp your arms around him as well. “I didn’t know what else to do.”

“That’s alright , i think your decision is logical. You are very brave for dealing with the cards you’ve been handed.”

letting go as you step back to see his face, “please, i feel more like im trapped between the wall and the sword, and if i don’t get hurt the person most important to me well end up suffering the consequences.”

knowing that your word hold some truth, he gently caresses you face.

“Well then, I guess you’re lucky the person most important than you is in charge of security.” Tilting your head he explains, “think about it. If you’re worried about being followed then all i have to do is amp up our security measures.”

taking another breath he can see your worry calm down a little.

“Don’t worry, we can work on this together.”

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Raph would be shattered. 

The date had been going well, thanks to the help of his brothers and April, you were enjoying yourself. 

“I don’t understand (name), there’s got to be reason right?” He was desperate, searching but your eyes held no response. 

“I promise it’s not your fault.”

But what was he supposed to think when he heard that. It’s cause he’s mutant right. Of course how could he have been so stupid.

It would have never worked out.

He lets you leave, no other words spoken. Out of all the brothers he’d probably get more silent after this. Wouldn’t contact you, straight up avoid being around you for too long, and leave the room whenever you were mentioned. 

It wasn’t cause he blamed you. Rather he knows if he stays any minute longer he’ll breakdown. 

Many months would pass until he spoke to you again. Well technically you approached him. If only you knew the pain of wishing for your love.

You knew he liked you, and you still treated him the same. It bothered him. Shouldn’t you be more considerate? Can’t you see he’s trying to leave? 

But you don’t let him. 

“What’s your problem name!?”

You back off, he’s sheds a tear before aggressively rubbing it off. “Sorry. I need to attend something.”

Honestly if you were to tell him the real reason for your decision it would be out of your own pain and yearning.

It would be no easy task to tell him. 

When he finds out the truth he’d hug you tightly. Saying something along the lines 

“Idiot there’s a reason you have me.”

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Mikey would think you’re joking at first.

“wait—you’re being serious?”

The glare you give him is more than enough for him to get the memo. Though he still doesn’t believe you don’t want to date him, and he’s internally panicking so he impulsively starts hitting on you even more.

“Oh cmon love, no need to be so stingy. I mean look,” he points to his pouty face, “how could you eversay no to a face like this?” 

“..Okayy not in a mood for jokes. Noted. But you should be more serious as well, especially with my heart in your hands.” 

You give him the opposite, “i mean it Mikey. I’m not play around this time.”

He drops the act and steps closer, “Well I’m not playing either (name). Can’t you tell me at least why?”

After explaining yourself Mikey would point out both pro’s n cons to the decision. 

Like how even if you’re not dating they still face danger, and he’ll keep feeling the same way. And if you dated he’d have a reason to be more careful. 

Basically he talks out all possibilities with you, and out of all the brothers he resolves this issue the very same day it approached.

Maybe out of fear you still would reject him but he wouldn’t pressure you. This guys is paciente, and for you he’d wait his whole life if needed.

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Our thing Pt.2

Shockwave x human reader

Imagine Shockwave with a human he can’t communicate with, not because he can’t but because he doesn’t want to

Also some other humans are mentioned from other series i have lol

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The sweat drip along side your forehead, as each step was closer to who knows what.

You were currently in an alien cage? You could see your surroundings in a purple tint. It was kinda pretty. Not to mention he was pretty steady when walking, 

However this wasn’t helping your nerves.

Your captor, was relocating you for the first time in weeks since you got here. So far, it hadn’t been too bad living with him. Your quarters being much more comfortable than what you imagined.

Though you can’t say the same about his.. other guest.

Your skin shudders at the memory. Those poor creatures. Thankfully It doesn’t seem to want the same ending for you. hopefully…

As he approaches a door, the chatters reach your ears. Perking up, you close the distance as you creep closer to the see-through door.

He walks in, and guess what you see? 

More robots.

It appears that he greets a few of them before heading another way. Your breath staggers as he takes you out and places you onto a surface way too quickly. 

Catching your breath, you glance towards that jerk AND HE JUST LEAVES.

Cursing him under your breath, you analyze your surroundings.

There appears to be some regular sized buildings, a park?, and.. is that a human!?

Actually those are many humans!

Picking up the pace you head over there, a few already taking notice your presence as well. 

“Hey there partner, haven’t seen you around before.” This person wore jeans and boots, maybe they used to be a farmer? At least they seemed kind. 

“Woah wasn’t expecting that guy to bring anyone, like ever.” They had a black hoodie with the word ‘STARSCREAM’ in a colorful scheme of red, white, yellow, blue, and grey.

Farmer looks over to you as hoodie person keeps staring at the purple bot. “Hope he hasn’t scared ya too much, honestly we’ve all been there.” They stick out their hand, “Name’s (their name), what’s yours darling?”

“(name)” you say cautiously. “How are you guys so calm?” They both side eye each other before answering. 

Hoodie person speaks up first, “Look kid, we’ve just.. been here longer than you have. After talking with your bot and getting to know them, things can become more bearable.” The farmer nods in agreement. “Yes communication definitely help—“

“These things speak?!”

Oh boy…

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just found out a lot of people ik irl think I have diary, (I have never owned another one after being six) so obviously i didn’t know what they were talking about.

Only to later realize they meant the journal I carry around with me everywhere is said diary—that’s my fanfic draft journal.

Honestly at this point i wont correct them. Cause like how am I going to explain that to irl peeps

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Best part of earthspark is that you can canonically have the merch of your favorite bot, best believe there’s merch for the decepticon as well

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Best movie to start off summer 2025☀️ Elio and Glordon's friendship really warmed my heart ❤️

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One of the best parts of dating soundwave is the potential tea at your disposal. Like this diva would find out something and makes notes just to tell you later

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The reason why the cassettes can’t be left alone together is quite simple.

many decepticons were struggling to handle them cuase No one knows how to keep them in check. 

Medbay is on fire, screeching is echoing through the walls, Starscream is in a corner covered in energon, megatron is hidden in his room choosing to ignore the commotion. 

And shockwave just watches as one of the twins comes out of his lab—with a bazooka.

and worst of all, soundwave’s partner is joining them instead of stopping them. In fact, no one can stop them other than Soundwave.

poor dude cant catch a break lol.

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Who you belong to

Tfp Starscream x human reader

Summary: you’ve been kidnapped and even though you’re not trying to escape your relation with Starscream is interesting? (Spoiler he gets jealous) note: this is going to be a series which explains the slow burn or unnecessary drama lol also this is gender neutral but your called gurl as a saying not as gender

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You’d think it’d be much more entertaining having powerful evil aliens holding you hostage. 

But it’s already been a few weeks since you’ve been taken, and this place is driving you crazy.

There’s not much to do, especially after realizing everything is a whole lot more inconvenient at your size.

Thankfully, Starscream had some decency of bringing entertainment or things that could distract you, but after of a few days or hours it always lost its appeal.

Sighing as you lay on his berth, time seems to really like taking its sweet time. Without Starscream around the place was really quiet. 

As depressing as it sounds, you at least had one thing to look forward to. 

You see, there’s a few other humans on the nemesis. And after Soundwave found out humans need social interaction for good health, it became the norm to bring all the humans together once every two weeks. 

Of course their mechs were supervising, mainly because they distrust the other decepticons, but hey, the peace hasn’t been broken yet.

Feeling giddy at knowing Starscream will undoubtedly take you. Though he does it cause he likes to brag about his human caretaking skills.

And cause he likes seeing you happy, but you don’t have to know that.

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The berth room’s doors slid open announcing your mechs arrival.

Hopping up from your laying position, you go to greet him, “Welcome back Lord Starscream.”

He enters, looking down at you as he offers you to climb his servo. 

You climb on, yet to receive a response. He looks different… not physically rather, his actions. He’s just looking at you. 

His optics making small movements as they analyze different parts of you. 

Well he doesn’t seem mad, you think, but it’s uncanny how un-chatty he’s being.

“…um, is everything alright?”

His optics make contact with your small eyes, you see his optical ridge, aka brows, frown making him look sullen.

Seeing no verbal response you decide to sit as you continue to look at him as well.

And as you are on his servo, he uses a digit to stroke, more like poke, your back. Your skin pricks as a small shiver goes down your spine. 

After awhile he closes his eyes letting a breath out. “Pet human,” oh surprised he’s speaking to you, “ I have not forgotten the arrangement for you humans today. We shall make our presence there soon.” 

Heading towards the gathering he exits his berth with you on hand.

Normally you both would be excited for the potential gossip but your bot is definitely more tired than amused. 

Upon arriving, you see almost everyone is here. He walks past the others, heading towards the large table. All the humans were there, it’s technically a giant barbie house but you’re not complaining.

Lowering his servo, you hop off once near. “Hey Pet, today’s visit will be short so make the most of time with your humanly things.” Sending him a nod before walking off you go to greet the others. 

Much to starscreams enjoyment, one of the humans who is closest to you is knockout’s pet.

You both tended to have the juiciest information, and he just so happened to be in mood for entertainment. 

Trying to stay close, he stays right where he can hear you but not be seen by you.

“ Eavesdropping so soon Screamer?” 

Groaning as he turns to face the medic, sees his smirk as he walks closer to him. 

“You know your human isn’t going anywhere right.” Starscream rolls his optics in annoyance, 

“Please, your far more protective of these pets than you let on. Besides Doctor, your the one whose been nagging my way of caretaking my human.”

Shrugging as he agrees, both bots continue in conversation as their humans do so as well not that far from them.

Honestly both weren’t really paying attention to y’all until the heard a specific phrase.

“What do you mean (name)? You for real haven’t ever thought of being in another bots care?”

He perks a brow at that, even Knockout pauses his sentence to hear.

“I didn’t think it was an option, so it never really crossed my mind. Have you thought about that?”

Now knockout is as close as starscream, both tilting their helms to get better audio. “Gurl please, with a bot as hot as knockout I ain’t ever going nowhere.”

Hearing your chuckle he also sees the visible grin growing on the medic’s face. Oh boy his ego is showing again.

“But be fr, even if you hadn’t thought about it before, if you could, who would you choose to be your caretaker?” 

Your silence makes him tense. 

He not really sure what you thought on the matter. Heck— he’s not too sure what he thinks about you.

“Hmm, well you didn’t hear this from me, but I’d go for Soundwave—“ “What?! There’s no way!” They gasp out hearing your response. Starscream also having to hold back his own gasp as you continue, “Cmon can you judge me? their human basically lives in luxury.”

“True dat, true dat.”

The conversation continues with both of y’all sharing reasons of how great he is.

But he’s great too.

Even better than that silent freak. Feeling a pang in his spark, anger creeps as he hears that out of all the bots Soundwave is your preferred bot?! Technically you didn’t say that

“Woah calm down Starscream, your vents are going crazy. And just a reminder they are talking hypothetically not reality.” 

But he just feels more infuriated, “I am calm.” Sure, but his tone told a different story. 

The medic backs off as Stars goes to pick you up, literally…

“Hey! This is a bit uncalled for you know !” 

He just grunts out a response too low for you to hear. You would have said something else, but judging from how tight he’s holding you he is definitely pissed.

Arriving back to his berth, which felt like an eternity to get to he places you down in your human corner before mass displacing.

Watching him transform is always mesmerizing, but seeing how angry he is as he approaches you is more menacing than mesmerizing.

“Woah, I’m sure there’s a logical explanation for whatever I could have done to have made you upset.” You slowly back up as he just continues to scowl...with a smile? An angry smile??

And he’s not stopping. He keeps walking towards you.

And that little thing called instincts makes run like crazy especially after hearing his own pedes speeding after you ,

“Get back here pet!”

You screech as you dodge a servo using the couch as defense.  “Nuh uh, I don’t even know why you’re mad at me !”

He scoffs but not necessarily at you, “Mad at you? No. Im upset with someone else who has messed with what is mine.” 

“Huh? Then why the hell are you chasing me for?!” 

He doesn’t respond as  he continues to chase you around the couch, but this time you don’t miss the small laugh on his face as he almost reaches you. 

You let out at snicker as he slipped on the rug, and you quickly rushed to the other side of the couch from where he is.

Though his disheveled self sprawled on the ground made you burst out laughing. 

Groaning as he gets up, holding his helm, he mischievously smiles at you, “You little rascal.” 

Jumps at you without a care that the couch is in between knocking you both to the ground.

You also groan as your body hits the floor. He landed on top of you, thankfully his structure avoided actually squeezing you to the ground. 

Though now he has you trapped.

“Geez, give me a warning next time.” And even though he also feels a bit of pain from the action, he simply snarks back playfully, “At least now I know I have all your attention.” 

“What? That’s sounds a bit silly, is that really necessary?”

“Well I can’t have Soundwave taking up any space in your tiny head that belongs to me.” You look at him in shock, “That’s what this is about?!” 

He frowns a bit as he explains himself, “I heard what you said about him. Not mention I also know you’ve been hanging around him a lot more recently.”

He inches his face plate closer. “But there’s one thing I want you to have clear.” You close your eyes feeling the warm air from his vents.

“No,” his servo holds your face, “Look at me as I tell you this.” You resist the urge to squirm feeling a bit uncomfortable at the change mood.

“Remember pet, you belong to me.”

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Our thing Pt.1

Shockwave x human reader

Summary: Imagine Shockwave with a human he can’t communicate with, not because he can’t but because he doesn’t want to

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One thing shockwave notice about you had to be the noise. Your chatters, mumbles, and small yelps were always present.

Glazing down his optics towards you analyzing you’re still form. He wasn’t sure what he felt. In fact he couldn’t feel anything.

But it was strange when he saw you recharging.

Maybe this was the source of his unease. Not being able to hear the usual ruckus that came from you felt peculiar.

Taking his optics off you as he reaches for a folder nearby, one that had your name plastered on it. Quickly scanning through it he scribbled down new data.

“ subject: Homosapien y/n

Current observations of the subject charge bring unease. The reason is not known.

Hypothesis : the human’s pent up distrust and stress might be released as they recharge. Soundwave and past experiments have confirmed their capability of electric charg—“

“ショクワヴ”

oh, looking down his optics see that his small human has already begun to climb his arm. They were clearly trying to see what he was doing.

Using his other servo to lift them, as soundwave would say, gently the noises from you quickly returned once more. 

Well, he was holding you by the back of your collar and letting you dangle in the air. Your own alien denta appearing as you squirm and say something louder.

It’s moments like these that make him appreciate the fact he hasn’t given you your own translation chip. 

Indeed it would be easier to communicate with you, but such fear and unease impractical reason of absolute understanding every complaint and hateful word settles in his subconscious.

Finally he sets you down on his shoulder, and hands you your own data pad— which is incredibly extremely sized down for you. 

he then proceeds to revise his other work.

Yes, even if he can’t comprehend your words, it’s better this way.

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Hey I just wanted to let you know that on the first part of Oh Scrap your Soundwave x reader fic you have the third part of a different story linked on it.

thanks for letting me know ! The problem has been resolved, hope you have a good day ☀️