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Profile Picture art done by Saren Stone for the IDW Windblade Comic Series. I'm a writer, au maker, and general enthusiast in Transformers. Please read my rules before requesting anything.

[hapi-transformers-enthusiast]

I AM SO SORRY EVERYONE!

I am so sorry that I have been so absent! I got super caught up with school and Christmas, and writing on a phone is SUPER hard for me. Now, though, I have a laptop that I can write on, so things are gonna really pick up soon.

In addition, I will also mention that the TFP Ultra Magnus requests are still open, and I will begin answering the requests today! Thank you all for staying with me. See you soon!

Love,

The Hapi Transformers Enthusiast~!

[rxng]

"We could put the money from yet another... slightly-too-lavish party towards finally paving the road."

"Might increase our guest numbers."

[hapi-transformers-enthusiast]

Could I request tfp ultra Magnus falling for a human that is in the military? Like any kind of Military but possibly a Lieutenant , so they share some experience with eachother since they have more or less similar experiences

Thanks ❤️💙

TFP Ultra Magnus with a Human Lieutenant S/O!

The new base was buzzing with activity, the clocks on the wall reading 10:45 A.M. Ultra Magnus was just now walking out of his habsuite, and caught sight of Agent Fowler speaking to an unfamiliar human.

"Agent William Fowler," Ultra Magnus began, his voice powerful, but not shouting. Fowler and the other person turned towards him, standing at attention.

"Might I ask who it is you're speaking with?"

"This is Lieutenant _____, Sir. They're a high-ranking military official for the United States government, and they've been asked to oversee the goings on here on base." Fowler answered, addressing the human Lieutenant by their last name. They stepped forwards, and gave Ultra Magnus a salute.

"Pleased to meet you, Lieutenant Ultra Magnus."

That was how the first meeting went. Since then, Ultra Magnus has been working closely with said Human Lieutenant, and growing close to them. He couldn't deny the way that they made him feel - like a new recruit, nervous and self-conscious, but also terribly excited. They were one of the few people he felt okay to smile around - not that he didn't feel safe with his teammates, it was just a formality - But Magnus had a special connection with the Human Lieutenant. Comradery, maybe? He wasn't sure. He felt like it went deeper than that, but he couldn't describe how.

Ultra Magnus knew that he wanted his human comrade to be happy, and he wanted to be a part of that happiness. The best thing he could do for that now, though? Just keep Earth safe. That will be enough.

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I hope you liked it! Sorry it was so short, I just wanted to keep it simple. I don't really know much about US Military, and if I leave the tab then Tumblr might eat my work. Thanks for the request!

Signed,

The Hapi Transformers Enthusiast~!

[puraiuddo]

Cybertronian Units of Time: a Guide

…concocted by me, via:

Canon Definitions

Most Common Terms Used in Fandom (that I have seen)

Most Common Interpretations of Aforementioned Terms

Math That Makes Those Terms Make Sense Together

Filling in the Blanks With What Sounded Good (to me)

So essentially I began with Cybertronian units with explicit definitions in canon that are also widely used in fandom (ie. Vorn = 83 years, Joor = 6 hours, Groon = 1 hour). I then worked my way out from those and tried to keep to rough factors of 6/8/10.

Some terms that did have explicit canon definitions had to be slightly skewed from their value (ie. Breem: 8 → 6 minutes, Klik: 8 → 6 seconds) if their definition contradicted another definition that made more sense/fit better. 

At any rate, obviously no one is obligated to use this standard, but canon Transformers content has been unfortunately… awful at establishing any universal units of time, their relationship to each other, or their equivalents to human units of time.

So this occasionally makes fanfiction an absolute nightmare for people like me with a crap memory who don’t want to constantly have to scroll through a thousand pages of the wiki to remind themselves what the hell a groon is.

So, naturally, I simply spent far too long whipping up this at-a-glance guide to keep track of it & on the off chance that the fandom might adopt it. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

(PLEASE REBLOG THIS IF YOU LIKE IT SO THAT MORE FANS CAN SEE IT!)

[lesbianambulon]

Ultra magnus is the only person alive that can defeat the IRS

[hapi-transformers-enthusiast]

Agreed. In fact I would wager that this has in fact happened before.

[bluewolfninja5]

I still love Transformers Prime. Reblog if you still love it too

[hapi-transformers-enthusiast]

|| -•- REQUEST RULES

Alright! So, I will be opening requests soon, so of course I must set down some ground rules.

Please keep your requests simple and concurrent with whatever theme I am doing at the time of requesting.

I will accept requests for Smut, however they will be relegated to DMs only.

I will NOT write for the following; Non-con, Pet-Play, or Inter-Continuity. I also reserve my right to deny a request that I am uncomfortable writing for.

If I say my requests are closed, THEY ARE CLOSED regardless of whether or not the box itself is Open.

And that will be all!! Thank you very much, and I look forward to writing for you all~!!

This time, the theme is TFP ULTRA MAGNUS!

[hapi-transformers-enthusiast]

Okay, so looking at my current stuff, it looks like my Ultra Magnus headcanons post is my most popular; And y'all really seemed to like "A Soldier, Nothing More". So, I'm gonna put this to a poll:

Should I focus on Writing for TFP Ultra Magnus?

Yes!

No, please write for more Characters!

Secret Third Thing!

Voting ended onNov 13, 2023

I will oblige to the results.

[hapi-transformers-enthusiast]

Welp, alright. Hm.

Well, here's y'all's prize: I will be opening my request box for Ultra-Magnus themed writing requests! I'll be posting rules for that shortly.

[hapi-transformers-enthusiast]

Okay, so looking at my current stuff, it looks like my Ultra Magnus headcanons post is my most popular; And y'all really seemed to like "A Soldier, Nothing More". So, I'm gonna put this to a poll:

Should I focus on Writing for TFP Ultra Magnus?

Yes!

No, please write for more Characters!

Secret Third Thing!

Voting ended onNov 13, 2023

I will oblige to the results.

[hapi-transformers-enthusiast]

A Soldier, Nothing More.

The first part of an Ultra Magnus x Human Reader fic I'm writing. I know it's short, but I felt like that last sentence was good to cut it on. I hope you all enjoy it!

WARNING: This is a work of fiction, and not affiliated with Hasbro in any way, shape, or form. This work contains no NSFW, but one mention of Lust as an emotion. Reader discretion is advised.

Ultra Magnus was, first and foremost, a soldier. That was the one thing he did best. Made as a heavy transport frame, and immediately shuffled into the military by the caste system on Cybertron, he was literally groomed to be a commander. Everything he had ever been taught, he learned in the Military. Was that a good thing? Absolutely not. Ultra Magnus knew that such an upbringing stunted his social skills; He knew that people disliked him because of his rigid, authoritative nature, burnt into him by millennia of military experience. He knew that he was an outlier; A man of order and procedure, surrounded by freedom-loving wildcards who longed for an open society. He too longed for that open society - after all, that was what he’d been fighting for, for almost 4 million years now - He just didn’t know how to operate in such a world. A world without need for a rigid outline, without any desire for one.

When you, a college-aged, short-lived human being were placed under his protection, he didn’t complain. Unlike the other bots, he didn’t think of it as babysiting: Because you were an adult. A grown person, fully capable of making your own decisions. You were here because you knew of their existence, and that alone put you in danger; That was all. Sure, every now and again you’d make a bad decision, and he’d chide you for that, but he was nowhere near as strict on you as he was with the Autobots, because you aren’t his soldier. You’re a civilian, and that’s how he thinks of you. A citizen in need of protection.

However, things started changing after only a few months of being with you. Somehow, with that sweet smile you’d always give him when he’d pick you up from work, and the way you encouraged him to keep trying to integrate himself in the family that Team Prime had become… you slid right through the metaphorical walls he’d built around his spark. He began looking forward to driving you to and from dierent places, or conversing with you about the many confusing things about human culture, and he didn’t even realize it until he caught himself talking about it with one of the other Autobots. He didn’t realize that he’d began to enjoy the simple feeling of your hands on the interior of his alt mode until you commented on how warm he got after you’d goen in one day. Things that he’d never even considered important before now were coming to the front of his processor, because they were things that you considered important. He just didn’t understand it.

At first, he contemplated visiting Ratchet and asking about such a feeling, wondering if it was something medical. Then he heard June talking about the way she felt when she met her rst husband – A raised temperature in his presence, a faster heartbeat, wanting to do things that he approved of, all of it – and he had a startling revelation. One for which he had to seek solitude in order to fully process.

Love.

It was something he’d never experienced before, and something he never thought he would experience. Not that he thought that he was somehow incapable of it, but rather that it was just one of the many things about civilian life that was on the boom of his priority list. He’d experienced comradery, friendships among his brothers and sisters in-arms that went deeper than simply ghting with one another… but never this sort of Love.

This particular feeling of trust and companionship, a desire to help and assist, and even Lust, all melded together into one, painfully intense feeling. He didn’t know what to make of it… so he didn’t.

For now, he believed that it’d be too dangerous to get involved with you. He was a soldier – someone who could die at any moment, or be called to battles that lasted for months at a time – and you deserved beer than that.

You deserved someone who was guaranteed to be able to stay.

And he wanted to give you what you deserved, and nothing less.

[hapi-transformers-enthusiast]

So I'm Making an AU for Transformers

Or I guess it's more of a custom, unofficial continuity?

Okay so to explain, I always love doing world-building stuff, and Transformers lore fascinates me across continuities. So, combining all of my various headcanons and theories together, I often end up making a canon-divergent universe. Which is what I'm doing now.

If any of yall want to see me write more about this, let me know!

...Cuz it's a lot.

[hapi-transformers-enthusiast]

A Little Rebellious

General & Romantic Headcanons for Transformers: Prime Wheeljack

I got infected with the brainrot this morning, so here ya go. Sorry my writing has been so infrequent, and sorry this has been so short!

I love this man sm fr tho- AHCK

Yes, he's been to a lot of places on Earth now. Probably more than any of us will in our lives. However, he still doesn't know SHIT about humans as a society.

He's super curious, though! He asks the humans at base so many questions, especially June and Miko. He's learned to go to June for physiology, and Miko for pop culture.

There's a lot of things about humans that he finds really weird, especially the wild differences in cultures.

Earth as a place, though? He's enjoying it! He especially likes valley-prairie type places, where he can go fast through a highway and still have a beautiful view.

He thinks deserts are boring, though.

He actually finds a lot of wildlife pretty interesting, in a scientific kinda way.

"How can things that are so *tiny* have such a massive effect on this area? It's so weird..."

Sometimes he takes the Jackhammer to the upper atmosphere at night, just to look at the city lights from above. It reminds him of home, especially if the northern lights start going up on top of it.

Miko introduced him to loads of human music genres, and he can't get enough. His favorites have become the metal that Miko listens to, and then some country, and some hip-hop.

He listens to it on patrols, and on the Jackhammer.

Onto the romantic headcanons! Reader is human, gender neutral.

This man is an old school flirt. Sweet words and lightly-filtered innuendos, lots of sweet-nothings whispered in your ear.

Likes just holding you. You being so much smaller is endlessly appealing to him, and he will take advantage of it so often.

He's a movie date kinda mech, and his favorites are slashers, ESPECIALLY the corny ones. Being able to laugh at the gruesome is needed in war, and he considers those movies good practice.

When he can't sleep, he'll hum idly while working on some desk project of his. He'll always come back to bed, lavishing you with affection when he feels better.

Likes PDA as a way to flaunt his fortune. He gets particularly showy in front of Ultra Magnus, to get under his plating.

He's a bit more reserved if U.M. isn't around, mostly because he likes having you to himself.

His love languages are Words of Affirmation and Quality Time. He'll bring you on long rides in The Jackhammer, just to be alone with you and talk your ears off for a few hours. It always ends with cuddle sessions, or more.

[hapi-transformers-enthusiast]

"Wayward Soldier"

General and Romantic headcanons for TFP Ultra Magnus.

He has made a lil office in my head and he's paying rent, so I'm indulging him.

WARNINGS: Mentions of death, PTSD, sleep paralysis, and general mental-health related things that may hit very close to home.

General HCs first, then Romantic ones Under the cut!

Ultra Magnus has been through quite a lot, just like the other Autobots. However, unlike the others, he's had very little time to get used to Earth.

His uptight demeanor and formal speech is a front, but he's had to hold it up for so long, that it's become difficult for him to ever truly lower his guard anymore.

After he starts getting used to the team, he does loosen up slightly. He's still very strict and orderly, but he starts learning what the other bots won't appreciate - especially Wheeljack.

Earth as an environment, however, takes much longer for him to acclimate to. The first time he gets caught in a thunderstorm, it sends him into a panic attack from the sudden noise. He... rather dislikes rain, really.

The weather that he does enjoy, to everyone's surprise, is Snow. The cool air and the way it seems to muffle noises around it calms him down, even if he needs to be careful about the temperature.

That being said, please do not send him up to the Arctic. Bulkhead told him about the Scraplet incident, and he really doesn't want there to be a second wave of that.

Ultra Magnus also has a pretty religious sleep schedule, which he only diverges from in the event of an extreme emergency. However, there is one particular hinderance that occasionally robs him of rest: Sleep Paralysis.

Every now and again, Magnus gets extremely intense bouts of sleep paralysis, rendering him unable to move for hours at a time. He has a repeated hallucination of a dead comrade holding him down, whispering just barely too quiet, and every time it destroys him.

He'll usually break out of the condition before the sun rises, but it's never pleasant. He'll be extra uptight and particular about things the next morning, as well as a little bit jumpy.

The way that Magnus tends to calm himself down is actually with creative writing. Contrary to popular belief, he's actually a very adept storyteller, and he enjoys putting his extensive vocabulary to use. However, he never shares these stories, always deleting the files after he finishes them.

Onto the Romantic Headcanons!

This mech is extremely out of touch when it comes to romance. It takes him a long time to even recognize that what he's feeling is love, rather than just particularly deep comradery.

Once he does realize he's in love, he'll withdraw pretty deeply. He has lost so many people that he has cared about, and the very idea of losing the one he loves most shakes him to his spark. That, and he overthinks things quite a bit.

After his significant other lets him know that they love him back, though? He is on Cloud Nine. He has trouble putting it into words, but he smiles a lot more now.

Ultra Magnus' love languages are Acts of Service and Words of Affirmation. He's a chivalrous mech, always willing to help his S/O with even the smallest tasks, and he'll always go just a little bit above the standard.

However, he absolutely needs his S/O to verbalize that they love him. He can be very insecure if it's not something war related, and thus needs reassurance that he's doing things right: That his lover is happy with him.

Touch Starved. He spent way too long alone on that ship flying to Earth, and it shows. Put a hand on his cheek, or (if you can) the small of his back? He'll be putty in your hands.

At first, he doesn't really like cuddling, because he starts to overheat. However, if his S/O helps him through a Sleep Paralysis or Traumatic Episode, he'll start liking it a whole lot more.

Similarly to humans, Cybertronians tend to sleep better when in groups, and Ultra Magnus is no exception. He often wales to find his hand entwined with his partner, or even spooning them lovingly. Don't ever mention these things to Wheeljack, poor Magnus will never hear the end of it.

Alright, that's all I have for now!! Stay tuned, folks, I'll be writing more often soon!

[hapi-transformers-enthusiast]

Know You Are Loved.

A TFP Optimus Prime x Reader fic. Can be read as romantic or platonic, and reader is gender neutral. No warnings apply.

A little thing I wrote for my friend, @silverwritesthings . I hope you like it!!

The base was quiet tonight. All of the younger kids had gone home, and the only bot that you saw still awake was Ratchet, who tapped away at the computers without saying anything. You were staying a bit later because of a night job you had to go to, and you didn't want to go home just to leave again immediately.

You couldn't help but sigh, your heart feeling heavy. How long had it been since you last called your mother? Or your oldest friend? And, more to the point, how long had it been since someone else called you for no reason other than to talk?

The familiar pain of loneliness washed over you once again. It stung, but in such a way that you weren't sure you could imagine living without anymore. You were so absorbed in your thoughts, that you somehow didn't notice when Optimus Prime walked into the room.

"(Y/N), are you alright?" Optimus asked, walking over to the edge of the platform. Though he was stoic, the slight raise if his optical ridges told you that he was concerned.*

"You seem depressed, my friend."

"Oh," You sigh, getting up from the couch and leaning slightly on the landing's rail, "I'm just a bit... lonely, really. I'll be fine."

"Are you certain that you do not need any help?" Optimus prodded, extending a hand for you.

"I would gladly keep you company."

You climb into Optimus' massive hand, and he carefully lifts you up to his neck. He smiles as you climb into the crook of his neck, then walks into the base hallways. Within a few minutes, you reach his personal room, where he sits down on his berth.

"Is this agreeable for you, my friend?" He asks, gently picking you up from his neck and holding you in his cupped servos. You sigh and nod, curling up.

"Yeah..." You feel a lot less lonely now, though your mind is still filled with painful thoughts and memories.

"I guess I just... I'm stressed. I feel like I'm not good enough. Like I disappoint everyone."

"You could not be further from the truth. Your kindness and understanding is vital to taking care of the children, and keeping the team's morale high. You are beloved here, and I am unsure how I would feel if you left. Do you understand, my friend?"

"...I do. Thank you, Optimus." You smile at him, and recieve a smile in return.

"I needed that."

[hapi-transformers-enthusiast]

Hello All, and Welcome to my humble abode.

Please call me Hapi! I'm a fanfiction author and general fan of Transformers, particularly Transformers: Aligned Continuity, and Transformers: Earthspark.

I will be taking requests eventually, and when they are open you will see it on the ask box.

The general rules for interacting with this blog are as follows;

Please do not send me political questions, unless they pertain to the fictional politics within the Transformers franchise canon.

If you have a highly specific ask, especially an NSFW one, I would prefer that you DM me directly.

I reserve the right to ignore or decline any request that makes me uncomfortable, or otherwise is something I do not wish to do.

Please be kind, I'm not a highly experienced writer and my series knowledge is limited by my own lack of available resources. I will figure out things, in time.

Please heed my DNI banners, and understand that if you do not, you will be blocked.

I will present my Request Rules in a separate post, after I have made a few independent fanfics or headcanon posts. Thank you all, and have a good time!