Halis

I write or something. Halis on a03.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Optimus Prime/Reader It'd been a month since he even glanced in my direction. A month and a half since he last joined me in our shared berth. And now, four weeks of him saying he'd make time for me, and never following through. I was sick. I was tired. And the father of the unborn child I carried didn't even know I was pregnant because he couldn't make the time of day. I was pissed.

So ermmm I wrote this. One shot. Yeah.

To Tame a Stray is still being worked on. I hit a problem with the plot. I'll update it eventually dw.

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exactly this

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I turn to open the door, but Robert is already in front of me, rum spilled onto the floor, forgotten. He slides his arms around my waist and steps forward, pressing my back against the wall. He rests his head on my shoulder, pushing against my neck. I suck a breath in as he squeezes my waist, warm breath ghosting against my skin. “Why do you keep running?” he murmurs. My every nerve is on fire as his body crowds mine, so warm and inviting. My hands shake. I don’t know what to do with them. My tail flicks wildly behind me. “What are you so afraid of?” What was I afraid of? That Visi would hate me more than she already does. That Shroud would put me back on the cold, unforgiving streets and I would be alone again. That Robert was only infatuated with a surface level version of me. The fact that I still couldn’t understand what it means to be human, what it means to have the emotions and understand them. I’m afraid of the fact that as soon as Robert figures out everything I lied about, everything I really am, I’ll lose the only good thing the world has ever given me. What am I afraid of? “Everything.”

Chapter 5 of To Tame a Stray is out now!! Big fan of this one I think maybe. Coupé is in it and I like her. Also theres like romance or something. I think that was why I started writing the fic but I've gotten distracted developing Stray's relationships with the other characters around her.

But this is actually a big romance chapter so if you like that you should read it I think actually.

You can find chapter one here

Anyway. Enjoy!

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Blazer: So, I was reading the mission reports-

Sonar: Wait, you actually read those?

Blazer: Yeah, your stand up comedy routine needs work. The self deprication isn't funny, it's just kind of sad. And please stop using your mission reports to work on it.

A cut dialogue concept from my robert robertson/reader fic. Unfortunetly I wrote this out as a concept and didn't manage to make it fit, which I think is a shame so I'm posting it here instead.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I risk looking up at him and get trapped. The way he’s looking at me is raw. Open, bleeding, pulsing. I don’t know how to describe it. I’ve never seen it before, but somehow, some primal instinct tells me what it means. “I can’t get you out of my head, and I don’t know why,” his voice is low and gravely, dragging through the room slowly. It grinds against my ears in a way that makes me pin them back, a pink flush creeping up the back of my neck. He takes his free hand, the one not holding my wrist, and caresses the side of my face gently. “You’re a complete mystery. For years you were just a cat, coming in and out of my life as you pleased, and now you’re here. In front of me. Real.” Silence overtakes the room, pressed in by the tension sitting overtop of us. I know my face is beat red by this point, but he’s the picture of calm. Well, besides whatever that feeling raging inside of his eyes is. It holds me, keeping me from looking away. I want to fall into it, let it encompass me and keep me in it's warmth. But I don't.

Chapter 4 of my Robert Robertson/Reader fic. We are finally getting into the romance stuff lol. Took me long enough.

Ngl I kind of forgot what I was writing and was focusing more on Visi and Stray's relationship than Robert and Stray's relationship. Woops.

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I hop down behind the two Red Ring goons, landing silently. They’re too busy whispering to each other and glancing over to where Flambae is being distracted to notice me. I creep one foot forward, then pause. What am I doing? If this is a mission for Shroud, shouldn’t I let it succeed? Clearly he needed something off of this train. Usually I would be sent to discreetly steal it, but I’m on the other side now, I guess. I could stop these two easily, without a second thought, though. That would cement my place on the team. Maybe having a successful mission would convince my new coworkers to like at least a little more, but Shroud might be pissed. I follow orders. Shroud isn’t here to give me orders. We didn’t discuss situations like this before we enacted the mission. I freeze. I don’t know what to do. “Heroes don’t hesitate, Stray,” Robert's voice is low and gravely in my ear. I take a sharp breath, but thankfully the goons don’t hear me. “I thought I said fuck them up?” He did. That’s an order. And Shroud isn’t here right now to give me a different one.

Chapter 3 now available! I love writing self indulgence. I've written fics before on other accounts, but honestly I think this one is my favourite.

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Tbh if I'm being so fr my robert robertson/reader fic started off as a sonar/reader fic.... i'm not gonna change it back or anything but I thought of another storyline and the decision of who to have as the love interest is testing my sanity.

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Stray begins her first day at SDN shadowing Robert. But, whether through anxiety or just plain stupidity, she remains in her cat form the entire time, until Blonde Blazer outs her and she's forced to reveal herself as an actual person to the man who had been carrying her around like a cat all day.

Chapter 2 of my Robert Robertson/Reader fic.

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“But I’m not human, Robert,” I cross my arms, avoiding his gaze. His burning, warm, caring gaze that I know will break me. “I don’t care. Unfortunately for you, I actually like you the way you are,” his strong hands wrap around my shoulders and he leans down to force me to look at him. “Why do you always hide away? What are you so afraid of me seeing?” My breath gets caught in my throat. His eyes are so wide, so inviting. “Everything.” ~~~~ Stray, another member of the Red Ring gets sent along with Invisigal to infiltrate the Phoenix Program and gain the trust of one Robert Robertson the Third -- more commonly known as Mecha Man. But Stray is a complicated villain. She does what she's told without question. She doesn't understand human emotion. She doesn't consider herself human. So what does she do when Robert, a hero she is destined to ruin, treats her like one anyway? ~~~~ A Robert Robertson/Reader fic. Self indulgence at its finest. Sorry guys.