Draft A Possible Optimus x Megatron Story
NOTE: This will be made into a full work.
This is a potential idea. The short portion below would probably be somewhere near the ending of this story after a lot of ✨ feelings, drama, and pining✨.
During yet another painfully familiar attempt at a peace treaty—one of countless efforts that had all ended in spectacular failure—Optimus Prime finds himself exhausted. Worn down not just by war, but by the endless cycle of hope and disappointment. Still, he persists. He has to. For Cybertron.
But when words fail once again, and negotiations spiral into the usual shouting and threats, Optimus tries something… different.
Megatron, caught off guard, turns a shade of blue no Decepticon has ever achieved, screams a storm of profanities and obscenities, and promptly flees the scene by punching through a wall and making his tactical retreat.
What follows is an agonizing stretch of silence, longing, and entirely too many feelings. Until—finally—
Title: Peace Through Passion: Article I
--The Proposal That Ended the War--
Peace talks had never been pleasant, but this one was particularly wretched.
Megatron was lounging sideways across his chair like he owned the building (he did not), Soundwave had hacked the holoscreens to loop footage of Optimus getting hit by debris (again), and Starscream had already said, “Maybe we should just assassinate the Prime,” at least twice.
Optimus, trying to remain diplomatic: “We cannot kill our way into a future, Starscream.”
Starscream: “That sounds like weak Autobot talk.”
Meanwhile, Bumblebee was stress-eating energon cubes, Ultra Magnus was shifting albeit minimally , and Arcee was sharpening a blade with a look that said she wasn’t opposed to ending someone.
Megatron leaned back with that insufferable smirk, voice like smoke: “You’ll never get what you want, Prime. You never do.”
And something in Optimus just… broke.
Tired. Lonely. Overwhelmed. Drenched in the sound of decades of war and Megatron’s voice echoing in his head.
So he said:
"Then marry me, and we can stop fighting forever."
Soundwave’s optic flared. Starscream gasped like he’d won a drama award. Arcee whispered “What the actual frag.” Ultra Magnus fainted.
Megatron?
Megatron turned blue. The deepest, most mortified, short-circuiting shade of blue.
He made a strangled noise.
Pointed at Optimus with the most accusatory servo Cybertron had ever seen.
And then screamed:
"YOU—YOU—INSUFFERABLE, SELF-RIGHTEOUS—ROMANTIC FRAGGER!"
Then he ran.
Literally ran, punching straight through the hundreds of pounds of steel, and dashing out.
Shouting obscenities. Down the hall. Out the building.
Post / The Fallout- Oblivious Prime Strikes Again (the mech not my username, lol)
Optimus: “…Was it something I said?”
Ratchet stared at his very foolish friend:
“... Optimus...You proposed to the Megatron.’”
Bumblebee excitedly witnessing the whole situation: “This is the best day of my life.”
And from that moment on, everything changed.
Soundwave kept posting “updates” that were really just edited footage of Megatron brooding on cliffs with dramatic music.
Ultra Magnus locked himself in a closet again. Occasionally screamed into the void.
The treaty was unofficially renamed The Accord of Romantic Intentions.
Ratchet accepted the situation and created an entire seating for potential wedding guests.
Starscream wrote several thinly veiled fanfics and tried to sell them to Knockout.
Optimus tried to be noble. Patient. Dignified.
He missed Megatron so much it hurt.
He missed their fights. Their arguments. The way Megatron’s optics flared when he got mad. That arrogant smirk. The fury.
He loved him. Stupidly, endlessly, hopelessly loved him.
And now Megatron was a avoiding him.
Lightning split the sky. Thunder cracked. Dramatically.
And the door to the lounge exploded open.
Megatron stood there, drenched, furious, glowing with righteous rage.
He kicked the door aside and yelled:
“YOU CAN’T JUST LOVE ME, I’M TERRIBLE AT EMOTIONS AND ABSOLUTELY A WAR CRIMINAL!”
Then he hurled the bouquet, yet another one of the Prime's courting gifts, at Optimus.
It was Heliotropes, Forget-me-nots, Red Asters, Hyacinths, and Edelweiss.
Optimus caught it. Smiled.
“Then we’re both disasters. Let’s be terrible together.”
Silence. Crackling lightning. And a flustered warlord.
Megatron stomped forward, grabbed his pauldron, dragged him down, and snarled:
“If you’re going to marry me, you better mean it.”
Optimus, voice soft: “I have a cape picked out.”
Megatron, flushing cobalt: “I HATE YOU.”
Optimus, dreamily: “You will look radiant.”
Starscream sobbed in laughter in the background. Ultra Magnus fainted. Soundwave projected doves and sparkles.
Miko eavesdropping: “NO ONE TELL ME WHAT’S HAPPENING!”
Idk if I should make it a full story. But here's a draft of Soundwave's editions to the peace treaty document.
THE ACCORD OF ROMANTIC INTENTIONS
Ratified on the 20th Cycle of Awkward Love Confessions.
Optimus Prime, Commander of the Autobots.
Megatron of Kaon, Commander of the Decepticons.
PURPOSE:
To formally transition from time of War to marriage proposal as the primary form of Peace.
Article I: Public Displays of Affection
Shall be mandatory at diplomatic functions, including but not limited to:
Starscream’s sentencing hearings
Article II: Excessive Flower-Gifting Clause
Optimus Prime is required to send one (1) bouquet per solar cycle.
Failure to comply will result in Megatron throwing a chair. Again.
Article III: Emotional Availability Addendum
Megatron will attend weekly sessions with Ratchet titled “Learning to Accept Compliments Without Hissing.”
Article IV: Starscream Gag Order
Starscream is not allowed to comment on “the optics of this unholy alliance.”
Violation punishable by being seated next to Ultra Magnus at the wedding. For dinner. For eternity.
Article V: The Wedding
Shall be a public affair.
Dress code: Formal Regalia
Theme: “Explosion of Feelings.”
Reception music provided by Soundwave.
Catering by Knockout.
Security by Ironhide, who disapproves.
Optimus put extra thought into the bouquets:
Heliotropes: Devotion and eternal love.
Forget-me-nots: True love and remembrance, a symbol of enduring connection.
Red Asters: Undying devotion and deep emotional love, often symbolizing powerful affection.
Hyacinths: Sincerity and heartfelt emotion, with different colors carrying specific meanings (e.g., blue for constancy, purple for sorrow or asking forgiveness).
Edelweiss: Courage, noble purity, and love, especially in the face of hardship or sacrifice.
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