I’m not sure if it’s better than before, but it’s up-to-date and prettier (in my opinion). And it has smileys now. :D
About Me:
early twenties | they/them; fae/faer | not actually from Berlin
AO3-Profile
University student majoring in History.
English is my second language, so, please forgive vocab/grammar/syntax mistakes – they tend to pop up from time to time, especially if I’m tired.
I’m always open to talking to people! It might take me a bit to answer (I'm really terrible at answering people), but always feel free to start conversations via DMs or send asks. <3
Fics: mostly Angst, Hurt/Comfort & Found Family, sometimes a bit of fluff; mostly Transformers
Ships: ships may vary depending on continuity/story and are usually not the focus of my writing; however, OptiRatch (TFP) keeps popping up here and there;
other hyperfixations: varying, but I really love the Spellslinger series by Sebastian de Castell; X-Men: FC and DoFP;
Fanfic Overview:
A Little Left Of Right
"Apparently our cross-dimensional counterparts belong to the more faint of heart," said Optimus. His words sent a cold shiver down Bumblebee's backstrut.
"Weren't they keeping pets, too?" asked Arcee, the cold sneer that accompanied those words basically audible. "Pathetic. I don't know what anyone could ever find in these squishies. It's a shame we're stuck here with them."
::What?:: bleeped Bee.
Or: When Bumblebee wakes up after a crash, something is not quite right with Team Prime.
- chapter: 5/?
- words: 20,198
- date: October 2024 - ?
- last update: May 2025
- first two chapters written for Angstober 2024
Angstober 2024 Oneshots
Series containing all the oneshots I wrote for Angstober 2024.
- works: 10
- words: 10,992
- date: October 2024
Champions Aren’t Born
When a scout injured at Tyger Pax turns out to be barely older than a sparkling, Optimus and Ratchet are horrified. Nevertheless they are determined to keep the youngling safe from now on. But while they try to grapple with the challenges of trying to care for a traumatised youngling, their time is running out. Not only are the days of Cybertron counted and their departure now inevitable, but they also need to find the bot who took in a sparkling to send him onto the battlefield.
- chapter: 3/?
- words: 8,564
- date: September 2023 - ?
- last update: August 2024
- on Hiatus until I’ve watched some more of G1
Dreaming of Home
Megatron has constructed the perfect fantasy to trap Bumblebee in his own processor. After all, if the scout doesn't want to wake up, he won't interfere with the warlord's plans to resurrect himself, either.
- chapter: 3/5
- words: 10,345+
- date: October 2024 - ?
- last update: May 2025
- first chapter written for Angstober 2024 Day 11: Wake Up
Empty Words by Empty Sparks
“I’m still writing letters to you.”
It’s the only justification Bumblebee can think of as he stands in front of Optimus Prime’s grave for the first time since his funeral hexacycles ago.
- chapter: 1/1
- words: 400
- date: July 2024
MYFA
All My Tears Have Been Used Up
What baby Bee was doing before Optimus and Ratchet found him.
- chapter: 1/1
- words: 1,629
- date: October 2024
- Heed the Warnings on AO3, please
- based on an Angstober 2024 prompt 27: Curled Up
Make You Feel Alright
Primus knew, Ratchet would do anything to shield his sparkling from harm. Yet, the War made exceptions for no one, not even at the insistence and threats of grumpy old medics. Thus, sometimes the only thing Ratchet could do was to hold and comfort Bumblebee in the aftermath of disaster.
Or: 5 times Ratchet had to encourage Bumblebee to open his servo. The gritty, the wholesome and the dark.
- chapter: 5/5
- words: 23,105
- date: June – July 2024
So You Know I Care
As Ratchet waits for Bumblebee to wake up after being tortured at Tyger Pax, he makes a promise.
- chapter: 1/1
- words: 1,003
- date: October 2024
- based on Angstober 2024 prompt 09: Promise
Nooks & Crevices
Hiding was a skill essential to those growing up on Cybertron during the Civil War. However, for a certain vibrantly yellow sparkling raised by the Autobot High Command, and highly sought after by the Decepticons, being able to stay undetected is even more vital than most. It’s a good thing then that Bumblebee is a natural.
Or: 5 times Bumblebee ‘played’ Hide & Seek with his family and 1 time a Decepticon played with him.
- chapter: 2/6
- words: 12,676
- date: August 2024 - ?
- last update: June 2025
Numb Little Bug
The feeling was already there when it became aware of life for the first time. It was eternally graceful and wise.
The feeling would still be there long after its awareness of life had ceased. It was eternally graceful and cruel.
- chapter: 1/7
- words: 10,507+ (roughly another 30,000 words are already written as drafts, finished unpublished scenes and notes)
- date: May 2025 -
- lsat update: May 2025
- TFP rewrite
- find the first few paragraphs here
The Best of My Spark You Took
When Optimus Prime gave up the Matrix of Leadership and his memories, some of the Autobots lost more than just their leader.
Or: The reactions of two Autobots, one Decepticon and one guy to Orion Pax. In drabbles.
Considering that I'm already at 6k words and I've barely started transcribing hand-written scenes, I have very little hope for Numb Little Bug chapter 6.
But I think that it's pretty much impossible for chapter 7 to get out of hand like that. Like, that should be the first time since chapter 2 that a chapter actually decides to stick to a word count of roughly 10 k words. (*knock knock knock on wood*)
I think I'll be taking a tumblr pause for a bit. I haven't been online much anyway, but I feel like I've been allowing random fandom discourse to get into my head and it's been discouraging me from writing (honestly, sometimes my brain's a dick). Plus, I've been more tired lately than usual which really isn't quite ideal at all. So, really, a break is in order. Has been in order for a while probably.
I just want to take some time to focus on university (it's the last term of my bachelor), my (mental) health and my fics.
sometimes fanfic writing with english as your second language is “oh no! looks like I’ve ran out of english” or “that’s it, I give up english” half way through your fic. and then you continue writing in english.
I love you dehumanisation and objectification of x-men telepaths; Jean Grey will forevermore be worshipped as a god, a concept of the universe, a cosmic being for the rest of her life, and can no longer live as a normal living person who loves, laughs, and cries; Charles Xavier views himself as a tool, 'something' easy to hate, a utility to be used and discarded once he exhausts all his 'usage' after an entire childhood spent in the shadows of his father's experiments; Emma Frost isolates and shuts herself off from others, baring her teeth to the world and hardening herself as the x-men's rock and anchor during their darkest hours (M-day) yet never letting herself feel emotions or get close to anyone.
All of them hated yet objectified and worshipped beyond reason for a gift none of them asked to be born with. All of them cursed to be feared because people assume they want to manipulate and control the world but it was the world who manipulated and controlled and tortured them first. Oh my tragic tragic tragic telepaths how I love you all.
Caretaker who believes they are only a pit stop in people’s lives. They’re here on earth to care for other people, and watch them move on. They’re don’t know who they are when they aren’t taking care of someone else. There’s a sadness to them but no resentment. After all, it’s their purpose, right? They’re not someone’s soulmate, they’re no one’s “special someone”, and that’s…fine. It’s all fine.
"...[The protesters] are recording their own deaths."
"It is as if the camera and the eye have become united in the same body.... Its lens and its memory have replaced the tissue of the brain. In other words, their cameras are not cameras, but eyes implanted in their hands: an optical prosthesis."
protest. The Aesthetics of Resistance; The Pixelated Revolution by Rabih Mroué
Caretaker who hates everyone but Whumpee. They found Whumpee beat down and broken and the door to their soul cracked open just enough to let them in before slamming shut again.
Whumpee has no idea why everyone else thinks Caretaker is such an asshole, because all they’d ever known from them was kindness.
Whumpee heals, slowly becoming aware of their position as the exception, meanwhile Caretaker is being slowly softened by Whumpee and the process of genuinely caring for another person.
accidentally added this Ratchet pic to my cat board instead of my Ratchet board (named daddy ambulance, naturally) but i realized it fits so i kept it there
I feel like I should update my masterpost, but I really don't want to because it's going to take forever... ^^" But then if I wait, it's only going to be more update material... ^^"