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Transformer OC

A/n : I can't help it but these Transformers OCs suddenly manifest themselves in my brain lmao. I can't help but to write their personalities down.

1) 'King' Howler ( he/him )

- The sidekick

- The 'normal' one of the group.

- Germophobic

( Alt mode : Black n Copper coloured Mustang )

2) Scrap-face ( he/him )

- Creepy looking

- Makes weapons out of scraps

- Actually a really nice guy, that somehow got into the wrong group.

( Alt mode : Military Land cruiser )

3) Punk Hazard ( he/him )

- The 'Mad Scientist'

- Prideful but cowardly.

- Terrible liar.

( Alt mode : Helicopter )

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A/n : I want to add these guys in my upcoming Transformer Fallen! Reader fic and they will be (Y/n) loyal followers. Howler would have the most appearance in the chapters since he's (Y/n) first follower.

Below are random scenes with incorrect quote generator.

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Punk Hazard: Why am I not the protagonist of an amazing story…?

Howler : You are, though - it’s called “your life.”

Punk Hazard: Shut the fuck up, I wanna struggle fighting demons not struggle with getting out of bed every day.

Howler : But those are your demons.

Punk Hazard: ...

Punk Hazard: I am hereby naming you as the antagonist and now it is my sole job to find you and hit you in the face with a chair for that bitch-ass comment you just made.

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Punk Hazard: Met a dumbass today. Awful.

(Y/n): You looked in a mirror?

Punk Hazard: Someday you will have to answer for your actions and god may not be so merciful.

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*at a zoo*

(Y/n): What are they in for?

Howler : (Y/n), this isn't prison.

(Y/n): So they can leave?

Howler : No, but-

(Y/n), pointing at a meerkat: I bet that one murdered someone.

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(Y/n): I'm a nice person, but I'm about to start throwing rocks at bots! *throws a huge ass rock at a random Autobot/Decepticon*

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Howler: Where’s (Y/n)?

Scrapface: Around.

Howler: Around?

Howler: You don’t have any idea, do you?

(Y/n), dropping down from above: Did you know there’s a space above the ceiling?

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Howler : Why would you do that?

Scrapface : Because I feel guilty :'(

(Y/n): Guilt is a trick emotion. It’s put there by your parents to stop you from doing things that feel good. *glares at Alpha Trion*

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Punk Hazard , setting down a card: Ace of spades.

Scrapface, pulling out an Uno card: +4.

(Y/n), pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you!

Howler, trembling: What are we playing?!

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Howler : Did it hurt when you fell-

(Y/n): From heaven? Wow, I didn’t think you were such a flirt~

Howler : No, I meant when you fell down the stairs.

(Y/n): ...

Howler : You just laid there for 15 minutes.

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Punk Hazard: I haven't slept in seventy-three hours.

Scrapface: Eighty. Democratically elected leader of insomnia.

(Y/n): Bitch, it's been ninety for me. I'm going for an even one hundred.

Howler : You guys are fucking terrifying.

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(Y/n) : Hey Howler~, can you give me the opposite of these words?

(Y/n) : Always, Coming, From, Take, Me, Down.

Howler : Never, Going, To, Give, You-

Howler, narrow optics at (Y/n) : Hey.....

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I always see Cybertronians having humans as pets, how about we make something different dear writers? I want to see something opposite, where the cybertronians become the human's tiny pet instead, I am sure their size is like the figurines you have on your shelves.

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Autobot/Decepticon : You are my pet now! *points at human*

(Y/n) : No, you! *pulls out Uno reverse card *

Autobot/Decepticon : NOOOOOOOoooooo!!! *turns into a marketable figurine*

(Y/n) : *picks up the Autobot/Decepticon* You are my friend now, let's get soft tacos together turutututututu~

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A/n : Tbh, I am more into chaotic reader lol

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Bonus :

Younger cousin : Can I play with them, please?

( Y/n ) : *is holding Autobot/Decepticon that they hate * 🤔

Autobot/Decepticon: *shakes head* No, please. Don't—

(Y/n) : Since you said 'please', sure why not 😁

Autobot/Decepticon :

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Meanwhile me, who writes the situation :

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I want to say thank you!

A lot of you enjoy the Fallen Reader fanfic and it's doing well even if it's just a chapter review, I shall continue the story but it will take a while since I need a starting point first

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human jazz design :33

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lmao

and that's why Darkwing doesn't like them

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big bro jazz

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I don't know if anyone has done this before, we all know that Cybertronians are afraid of Scraplets and I see a situation in my mind where the Autobots/Decepticons saw us (humans) being afraid of a 🪳 . They laugh it off saying that those creatures could be easily crushed by their servos until—

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You : *sees a 🪳 and freeze on the spot*

Autobot/Decepticon : Why did you stop? *sees you locks eyes with a 🪳*

You : Don't— move...a muscle....

Autobot/Decepticon : *rolls optics* You're afraid of that small thing? It's just a bug, it can't harm you!

You : Yes it can!

Autobot/Decepticon : Allow me to get rid of it for you *walks over to the 🪳*

You : NO, (Cybertronian/Name) DON'T—

🪳 : *target locked, flight ✈️ mode engage, fly towards the cybertronian's face and proceeds to crawl between the gaps of their helm*

Autobot/Decepticon : *unholy pterodactyl screech* IT'S INSIDE OF ME! GET IT OOOUUUTT!!!!! AHHH! I CAN FEEL IT NIBBLING ON MY CABLES!!!!!

You : 🧍

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A/n : and now the cybertronians has another creature to be afraid of—

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Lmao, Sentinel being a roach got me good 🤣

“Knife hands are ok, but when I try to blast a pest with a fusion cannon-“

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:'(

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Mother of the year

elita pep talk

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TF One w/ Fallen! Reader

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A/n : This chapter is a review, I will continue it if it does well. This concept of Fallen! Reader's characteristics are based on my favourite character in CRK, Shadow Milk Cookie .

Reader is Gender Neutral

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The moment Sentinel brings down his sword into Alpha Trion chasis, he unknowingly releases an entity from its imprisonment that is far much greater than the Quintesson.

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Orion Pax, or now known as Optimus Prime is fighting against his former friend D-16 who is now known as Megatron. The High Guards, Starscream, Shockwave and Soundwave enter the fight in order to bring the new prime down to his knees.

It was 4 against 1, it was unfair but this doesn't falter Optimus and he is able to fight back against them without breaking a sweat.

Then, all of a sudden. There is a tremor and a rumbling sound echoes throughout Cybertron causing everyone to panic. Optimus tosses Soundwave to the side, in the corner of his optics he sees a crack forming— in the air...

This sudden change in the air causes everyone to stop.

B-127 look at the sight, "Oh, the sky breaking" the yellow bot pauses before coming into realization and hold his helm. "The sky is breaking?!" he screech.

"What is this? Are my eyes toying with me~?" a voice echoes through the gaps of the crack. The voice gasps, "I don't believe it! The chains that have bound me for millions of years—" it said with a mischievous tone.

The crack becomes larger and a large figure pops their head out.

"—are now....... GONE!" they grin widely. "Hahahahahaha! How wonderful!" they cackled.

Optimus eyes widen at the sight of the newcomer, the matrix of leadership within his chassis begins to pulse as if to warn him about the danger. Megatron rises up from his pedes and looks up at the strange figure.

"Awh, how I miss the smell of fresh air! It feels so DIVINE!" they grin. "Oh? What do we have here?" their (e/c) optics looks down on the small cybertronians before them. "Oh no! It seems I got myself a really large audience!" they said, "Oh I am so so very sorry to keep all of you waiting~!"

"BUT—worry not my little cybers! The wait is OVER! Your favourite one of the fourteen is here!"

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"(Y/N) PRIME!" they introduced themselves.

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"Who?" B-127 question, tilting his head to the side. A dramatic gasp escape from them. "You don't know who I am? Ouch! right in the spark—!" they said, putting a servo over their spark.

"A Prime...?" Optimus is confused. He never heard about another prime other than the Thirteen, he had gone through every archive but none of it ever speaks about them.

"Hey, um. Not to be rude, but we never heard of you before. I thought there supposed to be Thirteen?"

"Thirteen? THIRTEEN?!" (Y/n) said, with anger and disappointment lace in their voice. "Oh, I see. It seems my fellow primes didn't tell you about MY existence!" they said. "How rude of them! To wipe someone so dazzling 💅✨ and so amazing like ME from face of history 😡!" they pouts.

Then, their eyes fall on Optimus. They pause, "Look what we have here? It seems that the Matrix of Leadership has chosen its next victim!" they said, eyes glaring down at the matrix within Optimus chassis. Optimus felt slightly uncomfortable from their gaze, a gaze that fills with hatred and—

What do they mean by victim?

"Who are you?" Megatron hiss, the bot didn't like what he was witnessing. First it was Sentinel, then Orion and now THEM? Just how many primes does he have to deal with in a single day?

"Who? Me?" (Y/n) perks up at Megatron's question. "Allow me to re-introduce myself! I am one of the Fourteen, (Y/n) Prime—well, was a Prime to be precise—" they said.

"—but~ if you want to know more about me why don't you ask Alpha Trion?" they said, "Oh, Alphy! Where are you~? Why don't you come out here and greet your ol' friend? It is quite rude ya know~!" they said. "I am sure that you are D(ie)YING to meet me!" they grin, before snorting and close their mouth. "Oh, wait! You can't! Cuz you're DEAD!" they exclaimed.

" Well, that's a bummer!" they said, giggling at the death of their 'friend'. "I am SO disappointed! I was about to have so much FUN with you!".

"I always knew that this day would happen! Watching all of them went offline ONE by ONE in such a MISERABLE way as possible— not to mention! In the hands of a prime wannabe— that's already dead right over there! HE HEHE HAHAHAHA!" they cackled.

Elita-1 grit her dentas together, narrowing her optics at the maniac right in front of her. How dare they make fun of the primes!

"Why you—" before Elita-1 could engage, Optimus stops her. "Elita... don't, we don't know what they are capable of" Optimus warns her. "But, they—" she protests but stops when she sees the pleading eyes of Optimus. She takes a step back and looks away.

"Alright, enough with the chit chat! Let the REAL fun begins!" (Y/n) exclaims.

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Lost in Space

A/n : Transformers have been worming its way into me and I am not a really big TF fan but I want to be one, I don't know where to start with the comics. Anyways ...Imma drop this shit down lmao. Also, everything is random and won't follow the comics or anything.

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Synopsis : A human explorer, lost in space with a goal to find her missing crew and find a way back home.

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You're panting heavily as you run down the dark corridor. Blood is seeping from the wound on your side but it is something you don't want to worry about.

Firstly, you don't know where you are and also you have been attacked and kidnapped by humanoid robots. Your vision is still blurry but you have to keep running. Whatever weird drug they have injected in you is strong but it won't deter you.

Three giant robots appear and block your way with tasers in their hands. You dodge their attempt to electrocute you, you jump and give one of them a strong kick on the side sending them flying to his comrade. You turn to the other one as he shouts at you before charging towards you. You dive under him and push him to the wall. You grab the taser from his hands and shove it between the gap under his rib, he lets out a gurgle scream as smoke comes out from his vents before dropping to the ground.

You hear shouting in strange languages, you quickly turn around and run.

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Heavy footsteps can be heard echoing through the corridor, you've hidden yourself in one of the crates in the storage rooms that they do not even bother to check. When you think the coast is clear, you crawl out of the crates and try to find your way out.

Your body flinches in pain every time you take a step, you clutch your side while your other hand presses against the wall, to avoid falling.

'This is...bad..' you thought.

Through your blurry vision, your eyes see the light. Is it...the exit? You slowly climb the stairs and make your way out. You walk around blindly until you stumble across an alleyway, you lean against the wall and slowly sit down.

'I'm going to die from blood loss....' you thought. You look up at the sky, wondering how your crew are doing and you hope that you gave them time to escape.

In the corner of your eyes, you see white and red. They drop on their knees and call out for you, but their voices are drowned out as you start to lose consciousness. You feel your body drop to the side as a pair of arms caught you before you hit your head on the ground.

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It is rare for Ratchet to be out here at this time, mostly he would spend his days within the med bay drowning himself with endless piles of work. This is an occasion where he goes out to find stuff that he needs on this planet. He could ask the other bots to get it for him but he prefers to get those certain items by himself and doesn't trust other bots with the task.

As the red and white bot walks around, two bots rush past him in a frantic manner. "Argh! It got away! The boss are gonna kill us!" one of them says. "With that injury, it won't run far. Let's keep on looking" the other replies as they run off.

Ratchet quirks an eyebrow, what was that about? Oh, well. It is not something he needs to be concerned about. As Ratchet turns around the corner, his pede steps on something wet and sticky. He cringes at the sticky feeling and looks down, hopefully he doesn't step on something disgusting.

His optics widen at the sight of familiar liquid...

Blood....

He kneels down and inspects the blood, his optics follow the trail which leads to a dark alley way. He stands right back up and carefully walks over to the alley, his optics widen at the sight of a human leaning against the wall.

He rush over to them "Hey, are you alright?" he asked, it was a human female. He could see a deep gash on the side of her stomach, it seems something had impaled her and she's losing consciousness. Her eyes roll back as she falls to the side. Ratchet catches her in time before she hits her head and holds her in his arms, "Stay with me!" he calls out to her.

It's not good. She's losing blood.

He picks her up and quickly makes his way to the ship. He enters the med bay alerting First Aid and Ambulon, "Ratchet, what's happening and wait- is that a human?" Ambulon gasps at the sight of the human in Ratchet's arms.

The medic sets the human on the berth and starts treating her wound, he lifts her clothes and reveals the deep gash on her side. "Oh, Primus...what happened? Where did you find her?" First Aid questions, wondering what had happened to the human to be in such a state.

"I found her in the alleyway" Ratchet replied, his optics scans her body and sees that her wrists and neck have bruises on them, the signs of struggles and it seems she was restrained.

Ratchet wonders how she's still alive with such injuries, the old medic knows about organic life forms since he has lived long enough to study how their anatomy works and will try his best to fix her.

and he hopes that she'll live....

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Ratchet wipes away the blood from his servos, seemingly in deep thoughts. He had transferred and laid the human on a much more comfortable berth so she could get as much rest as she needed. She is fatigued and starts to show signs of fever. All it needs is to keep her in check for the next hour.

First Aid is standing next to the berth, and has a worried look on his face. "She will be fine, First Aid" Ratchet assures the bot. Ratchet turns to his data pad, he gives the human a few glances before focusing his optics back to his data pad.

"Ratchet, am I seeing things or that the human is.... larger...?" Ambulon speaks up. Yes, there is something unusual about the human. A normal human would be around 5-7 feet but she is three times the height. Which was unusual, no humans can be that tall...

Unless....

Ratchet stays quiet for a moment, he puts away his data pad. Could it be that she came from a different universe? There is a possibility, space travel can do a lot of things and there are chances to get sent into a different universe.

Then, he remembers the two bots he comes across. Were they looking for her? Are they traffickers? He heard about cybertronians selling humans in auctions, it was cruel and unforgiving. To take someone away from their home, sell them for money and she has become one of those unfortunate victims.

"How are we going to tell the others that we have a human in the med bay? and a...well a big one too" question Ambulon. "I will handle it, for now we let her recover" Ratchet said. If the captain heard that there's a human in the ship and the said human is the size of a bot, he would flip in excitement and will bombard him with questions like a bullet train. He doesn't want that to happen....

"I'm going to get a few things from the cargo and Ambulon, follow me" he said, optics fall on the human's blood covered clothes, there are clothes within the cargo hold but he isn't sure if there's one for her size. He turns to First Aid, "Keep an eye on her and make sure nobody comes in except us" Ratchet said, First Aid nods as the two bots leave the med bay.

First Aid turns his attention to the human, he gently holds her hand.

"Get well soon" he said.

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First Aid occupies himself with his own work, staring into the vial filled with energon. While he is working, the human on the berth starts waking up. A groan escapes her lips, causing the medic to turn his head instantly. Both eyes collide with each other, blue visors looking into (e/c) eyes that is filled with shock.

"Ah, you're awake! I'm so glad-" the human picks up the closest thing to her which was the monitor and throws it to the medic, catching him by surprise. He caught the monitor before it hit him.

He sees the human slip past him in the corner of his visor, "Hey, wait! No!" he shouts out to the human. Hey, at least he locks the door—

BAM!

First Aid stands there, trying to process of what just happened. 'Did...she just...' he stares at the broken door. The medic snaps out of his thoughts before running after her, he had to admit that the human is fast on her feet!

She's already down the hall before turning around the corner.

As soon First Aid reaches the corner, the human is already gone. He presses his finger on his comm link to contact the medic officer.

"Sir...I have good news and bad news. It's about the human....the good news is, she woke up and the bad news is....." First Aid takes a breath.

"She ran away..." he said.

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The moment you wake up, you are shocked to see the change of environment. Instead of a dirty alleyway, it was a room that is similar to a hospital. You hear something and the moment you turn your head, you see a red and white robot talking to you with a smile on his face.

You don't understand what language he's talking about but it is similar to the sound of an engine or machines. The moment the robot starts approaching you, your first instinct was to throw something at him which caught him off guard and you sprint past him.  

You have to get out and find your crew.

You skid to a stop when you pass by a large window, you look out and gasp. "Shit! How in the world am I going back?!" you finally realised that you are now on a ship that's floating in outer space. You know nothing about space but you know that there is no air out there and you will die once you step out of this ship.

You hear a gasp, you crane your neck to your left and see a short white and red bot. He is shorter than you and has a bulky frame. The bot start stammering at the sight of you. You couldn't see his eyes since it's hidden behind blue visors but surely he is shocked at the sight of you.

"A-A—human"

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"A human!?!" he shrieked. Wait, did he speak in human language?! You pin him against the wall, caging him with your taller frame. "Tell me, what is this place?" you hiss at him, the robot freezes at the interaction.

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Swerve was on his way back to his berthroom after a long day at the bar, it has been a long day and he wants to recharge. As he walks down the hall, his optics spot something down the hall.

Upon coming closer, he instantly froze. His body locks itself at the sight of a human. A really big human female to be precise, he could see her clearly. She has (s/c) skin, round (e/c) eyes with long eyelashes and has (h/c) hair that tucked underneath a marine cap.

How did the human get on the ship? Swerve started spouting words at the sight of the human, he was surprised.

The human notices his presence and cranes her neck to his direction, both locked in an intense gaze. "A human!?!" he yells and in a flash, the bartender gets pins to the wall which causes him to squeak at the sudden 'attack'.

The human is glaring down at him, eyes narrowing as she grits her teeth. "Tell me, what is this place?" she asked. He doesn't know what to feel about this situation.

Being caged in by a large human is something....

"You're in...our ship...." Swerve answer, "And where is it heading?" she asked again. "Well, nowhere in particular....as for now" he said. The gaze from the human becomes intense and Swerve feels his body froze like a statue and he couldn't look away from her eyes. Something about them prevents him from looking away. She closes her eyes as she cusses under her breath.

His body relaxes after she turns her gaze away from him, his optics land on her side and see blood staining her clothes.

"You're injured" he said. He notices that she looks weak and he could see that she's not doing well. Her face is flush red and she is sweating.

The human looks down at her clothes, she lifts clothes to take a look at her wounds to see it was covered in bandages. Blood already soaked the bandages after she ran away and might have reopened her wounds.

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You hold your head, you don't feel well. After countless days within the cell and barely eating or drinking anything have weakened your body. With the wound, it makes it worse.

You can feel the concern gaze coming from the robot as you lean on the wall. The robot hesitates to touch you, you know he wants to help.

"I...need...to find...my crew..." you pant through heavy breathing. Turning your head to the robot, "Please....they...need me.." you said before falling to the cold floor as you feel your consciousness slip away.

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Swerve watches as the human falls on to the floor with a loud thud, he panics and goes to her side. "Hey! Are you alright? F**k! Of course you are not—Swerve you are so dumb!" the bot says, smacking his head. He shakes her body gently, trying to wake her up but to no avail.

There's nobody within range and everyone already returned to their berthroom to recharge. The only bot that can help is...

Ratchet— yeah, that's it!

He gently scoops her into his arms as he sprint towards the med bay.

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"You lost her?!" groan Ratchet who is in disbelief. First Aid drops his head slightly, "I'm sorry, I did lock the door but didn't expect her to kick it open" he said. The door is indeed broken but that is something not to worry about, they have to find the human quickly before the others find out.

"How are we going to find her? She could be hiding anywhere on the ship" Ambulon speaks up, First Aid turns to him. "We can use the security camera to find her" he suggests.

"I'm sure she doesn't get too far" Ratchet sighs, feeling worried about the human's condition.

At some point, they need to alert the crew about the human's whereabouts. Some may not be happy, like Prowl. Some may be concerned and some might become excited.

"Let's find her before she—"

"Guys! I need help and I'm sure you're going to freak out as I am—" a certain bot comes in, all three medics turn to the bot at the door.

"There's a human on the ship!" he said. It was Swerve with the unconscious human in his arms.

Silence.....

"Why are you guys not...freaking out?" the bartender question, filling up the awkward silence.

"Swerve...we already know" Ambulon said.

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Introduction :

Hi, I am Wiggler. You can call me Wigs for shorts. What I do is I draw or write fanfics if I am bored. I write what comes to my mind and now Transformers have been worming its way into my brain.

What I fandom I can write are :

1. Cookie Run Kingdom / Tower Of Chaos

2. Legend of Zelda.

3. One Piece.

4. One Punch Man.

5. Others ( if requested )

Rules

1. I CAN write Fem! Readers x Canon.

2. I CAN write Gender Neutral Readers.

3. I CAN'T write Male Readers, I'm really bad at that sorry.

4. I DON'T do NSFW requests or other weird stuff.

5. I mostly do fluffs, platonic and romantic interactions depending on the characters.

6. Do not get hooked with my story too much, I have a habit of not continuing it 😔

7. English is my second language and my grammar can be a mess sometimes.