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Hihihihihihii omg can I request hcs for the sonic characters? (Shadow, sonic, silver, Amy, knuckles, tails too if you’d like, but in a friendly or familial way bc hes just a child 😭🙏). What are they like with a super shy reader? Not just your typical shy, but more like reader has severe social anxiety. (I’m not reflecting? Who would imagine such a thing!! 🤭) if not, it’s okay! I hope you have a good night/day 💜

𝖲𝗈𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝖠𝗇𝗑𝗂𝖾𝗍𝗒

╰┈➤ 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝖽𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖺𝗋𝗒, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝖻𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎

⇢ 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰, 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐤𝐧𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐦𝐲, 𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

⇢ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none!

⇢ 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗂𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗈𝗋𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝗑𝗂𝖾𝗍𝗒! 𝗂 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖼𝗁 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗈𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖳^𝖳

#sonic the hedgehog #sonic x reader #shadow the hedgehog #shadow x reader #silver the hedgehog #silver x reader #knuckles the echidna #knuckles x reader #amy rose #amy x reader #miles tails prower #tails x reader #these are so so sweet omggggg absolutely lovely writing op 💕💕💕

bumblehoneybee

Dream of Electric Sheep

(he's a bot of few words)

For the lovely @mocchamck

"So it's just. . . dark?" You ask slowly, piecing the understanding into reality in your head. Metal Sonic just nods. "No. . . no nothing?"

Metal stares at you a long moment. Double negative, reads his blank stare.

You huff. "There isn't anything happening at all? You're just unaware?"

Metal nods. "I turn off."

There's a brief pause between the two of you. Metal knows that you are human, with strange feelings, just like his own creator. He knows that hearing him speak is rare, so you always do a little dance when he does.

He doesn't mind, of course. He watches you twist and sway side to side, grinning, and wonders if speaking more would keep you this happy. Or would it make the novelty wear off? He doesn't want to risk it.

"Still," you say eventually, smile still sitting on your lips, "that sounds lonely." The idea of just no longer existing in a turned off state honestly sounds horrifying, but you know to Metal, it's normal, and you do your best not to push your own emotions onto him when you can. "Dreams are always so fun, and having them means you have more to talk about with others!"

An audible clack sounds from Metal's neck as his head cocks, a curious motion he's picked up from you. The pride makes you writhe in place a bit, too happy to contain it.

"Like this!" You offer to him. "Once, in my dreams, my entire house was filled with giant spiders. You remember that movie, right? Eight-Legged Freaks?" Metal nods. "Those guys! They even up and ate the car! I woke up cause I was so scared they were going to eat me next!"

To your surprise, that has Metal shaking his head furiously, enough to hear the gears in his neck clack and struggle to keep up.

"I-I know it's impossible!" You say, to top him from snapping his own head off. "It's just my brain trying to make sense of my consciousness while unconscious-"

"Would not happen." Metal cuts you off. "I would protect you."

You just squeal, tackling him in a hug. Metal easily catches you, his whole body whirring loudly in a way that makes him seem. . . proud. He knows that the fact you trust him so much to not even argue against him protecting you does instill a level of confidence in him that's overwhelming. He feels like he could take on Sonic and win a thousand times over.

"You're the best!" You chirp.

Metal feels the number go up to a million.

#metal sonic #metal sonic x reader #AWHWWHHWW I LOVE THISSSSSS

rabbidbunwy

Shadow,Sonic as boyfriends headcannon 𖨆 ♡ 𖨆

Contents: Shadow/Sonic x Anon!reader-couple-lovers-tsundere!Shadow [my intake]-breakdown comfort from both parts [them with you and you with them]-mention of being injured

i'm no english native so sorry for some mistakes

please reblog 🔁 and like❤️

P.s: i just watched the film+it was a while that i wanted to do this [pls dont bully/arass me,i found comfort in sonic and shadow,thank you]

i would also think that Shadow would make his quills softer when he gets to know you better,short of defensive mechanism

P.s.s: if u want more with other characters let me know

@muzansslxt @candy69gurl @kiwicopia @satorkive @ponderingmoonlight @galaxylover46

#sonic the hedgehog #sonic x reader #shadow the hedgehog #shadow x reader #f/o thingz #STARING WITH HEART EYESSSSS

blublurz

900 words. sonic the hedgehog/gender-neutral reader.

Competitive isn't the word you'd use to describe yourself.

Driven, motivated, obnoxiously ambitious - but never competitive. It's not nearly as strong of a word needed to properly define how you played in gear riding, especially with such a plentiful prize. The number of zeroes following the coins offered was enough to make you feel dizzy.

Maybe, just maybe, that dizzy feeling is what caused the crash in the first place, though that accidental shove from Storm certainly had something to do with it too.

The on-field medic had said it wasn't anything terrible. It was a bad friction burn and it hurt if you moved several of your joints a few degrees in any direction, but nothing was broken so you'd count it as a win in your book.

The damage done was bad enough that the med-tent to the side of the starting line wasn't enough. Visiting an actual doctor took longer than you would have liked, but you were back in your hotel room soon enough. Other riders had stopped by after the race and everything that followed had finally ended late into the night. Some brought teddy bears and flowers while others brought gossip and news, neither of which you particularly cared for given your current condition, but you thanked them all the same.

Stuck on bedrest and forced to scroll through the same five travel channels the television offered, boredom was quick to creep his claws into your shoulders and dig them in viciously. What else could you do? Certainly not look around the city you’ve been dying to visit since finding out it was home to one of the tracks for the prix, that was what.

A groan forces itself out of your throat.

“Knock, knock.”

Already pushing his way inside your room before you can get the motivation to habitually answer “come in,” Sonic pokes his head inside the room with a grin that can only be read as no good. He’s holding one hand behind his back and is careful to not turn around when he steps in and shuts the door behind him. A younger, less-injured you would have welcomed him in excitedly and asked him what kind of havoc he was looking to cause, but now? Your body was beginning to scream as the painkillers wore off and you could only hope that he read the room. Yeah, you were bored, but that didn’t mean you were looking for anything Sonic-levels of exciting.

“A little birdie told me you were looking down,” the blue blur hums as he sits himself on the edge of your bed. Still careful to not show his hand, Sonic’s sure to lean with you when you curiously try to take a peak. “I wanted to see if there was anything I could do to cheer you up.”

One of your brows raises as you put a stop to your losing game of hide-and-seek, lower back flaring up in pain. “My hero. However shall I repay you?” Your tone, though flat and tired, still holds a playful lilt that makes Sonic’s grin grow wider.

“Don’t thank me yet! You haven’t even seen what I got you!”

“I don’t need to,” you’re quick to huff, slumping back into your headboard of mostly pillows. “As long as it gives me something to do without getting up, I’m thankful.”

Sonic lets out something between a scoff and a laugh as he pulls the gift from his back, free hand wiggling its fingers as though to further entice your interest. He leans forward when you take the box from him, crossing his arms over your shins just so he can rest his chin on them.

Catching your hands when you try setting it down on your thighs, Sonic only smiles when you look around the box and at him. “What’re you doing?”

He's barely able to keep his volume contained to anything below an inside voice. “Don't worry about it! Just open it!”

You roll your eyes but do as told, letting him hold it as your hands work at unraveling the surprisingly intricate bow. There's no doubt he went to Amy or Cream for it. He’s much too impatient to spend more than a minute perfecting the coils of the ribbon and the wrapping was too crisply done for him to take the time making sure each corner was perfectly folded.

Carefully picking at the tape, pulling apart the wrapping paper, and lifting the flaps of the box, you let out a quiet sigh at the sight. You're met with a get well soon card, a stuffed animal that looks an awful lot like him, and a couple packs of chocolate.

Finding there's tissue paper packed at the bottom of it after placing each gift to the side, you hum.

“You should totally take it out,” Sonic whispers.

“And if I don't?”

“I’d be suuuper disappointed.”

Your laughs grow louder as you do as told, tossing the tissue to the side just to unveil him beaming ear-to-ear. Of course this was the gift he'd been planning to give you, because what better gift was there from him than him?

Dropping the box to the floor before nudging pillows and bears out of the way to make room, Sonic doesn't hesitate to make himself comfortable in the space against your side. He swipes the remote from where you discarded it on the duvet, swiftly clicking through the channels while you open a pack of sweets.

“Now how about we put something actually good on, yeah?”

#sonic the hedgehog #sonic x reader #f/o thingz #AWHWHWHHWWW 🥺🥺🥺

affinitytales

i WILL be suggesting this to anybody whose requests are open because it will always be adorable to me… hcs of what happens when the hedgehogs (sonic, shadow, silver, and amy) start circling reader like actual hedgehogs do. is this how they realize their feelings towards reader? what would happen if the reader reciprocated the action or if they got called out by anyone else?

(just read the love languages fic as well and i loved it oh my.. my heart is FULL)

thank you ^_^

𝖢𝗂𝗋𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖸𝗈𝗎

╰┈➤ 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌, 𝖽𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖺𝖽𝗆𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝗏𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾?

⇢ 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰, 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐦𝐲 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

⇢ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝗇𝗈𝗇𝖾!

⇢ 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾!! 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝗆! 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝗇, 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖼𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗒, 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗅𝗒

#sonic the hedgehog #sonic x reader #shadow the hedgehog #shadow x reader #silver the hedgehog #silver x reader #amy rose #amy x reader

shadola-deactivated20250202

꒰ა boyfriend!shadow . . .

shadow x f. reader. fluff. slight angst. shadow lore spoilers (more aligned with movie lore than game lore). established relationship. could be human or mobian reader.

☆ shadow who didn't want to admit that he liked you at all at first. he hadn't let himself get close to anybody in such a long time, he was worried that he wouldn't know how to handle it going wrong.

☆ shadow who usually spends most of his nights tossing and turning. and when he can sleep, he's an incredibly light sleeper. every brush of a branch against his window waking him up. but can sleep through anything and everything as long as he can feel you in the bed next to him.

#shadow x reader #shadow the hedgehog #f/o thingz

affinitytales

𝖫𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖫𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗌

╰┈➤ 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗂𝗍

⇢ 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗰, 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗱𝗼𝘄, 𝘀𝗶𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗿, 𝗸𝗻𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗹𝗲𝘀, 𝗮𝗺𝘆, 𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘀 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

⇢ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝗇𝗈𝗇𝖾!

⇢ 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋'𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝖼 𝖺𝗇𝖽/𝗈𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗅

#sonic x reader #shadow x reader #silver x reader #knuckles x reader #amy x reader #tails x reader #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #silver the hedgehog #knuckles the echidna #amy rose #miles tails prower #sobs these are so CUTEEE IM IN LOVE #f/o thingz

lazypanartist

Imagine the older bots taking a human apprentice, just because they can see a little bit of themselves in you.

Ratchet having you read off patient charts and lab results from atop his cabinets. Close enough to hear, and not right there if something goes wrong.

Kup guiding your hands, giving encouragement for the next shot. Sometimes he'll walk with you on his shoulder, or use your feet to steady his rifle during training.

Ultra Magnus keeps you close in meetings, scribing what you can before being whisked away from a datapad thrown across the table.

Ironhide rattling off weapon specs and battle plans, hushing anyone under his command so he can hear any updates or opinions you may have.

#transformers x reader #ratchet #kup #ultra magnus #ironhide

montyuh-deactivated20240218

Hello!!! I wanted to say thank you for the Rumble & Frenzy oneshot a while back, I love what you wrote!! <3 hopefully I’m quick enough to send an ask in haha

May I request a gn!human reader with mtmte Minimus Ambus? Something fluffy, like spending time together and realizing feelings, how much they both enjoy being together? maybe reader wants to compare hand sizes for fun, and he can’t help but adore the difference <3

Thank you and have a great day!!

I wrote this request and then I was looking for the ask to go copy & paste it in and genuinely started tweaking thinking I made it up because I kept skipping over your request because it said "Rumble & Frenzy" that the top. I'm glad you liked it though LOL <3 Thanks for the request :)

Warnings: SFW, GN Human reader

#transformers #mtmte #minimus ambus x reader #i thought tumblr ate this and oughhgjg panic #ALL IS FINE NOW

my-writings-and-musings

i read the ask where Max hurt Whirl's amica and i both loved it and it broke me because I love angst but also I love whirl and you're not getting rid of me that easy

so could you please write a continuation after he wakes up and they survive because oh god whirl im so sorry im okay im here i promise i wont leave you :,,,D

thank you so much!!

Yessss that one was one of my favorites as well! I shall try to do it justice!

Something about seeing Whirl on the medical slab deeply disturbed you. Beyond the freshly welded injuries cross crossing his battered frame and the countless tubes and wires keeping him alive, the big bot just looked wrong lying so still, as if he didn't appear to even be himself without his usual level of movement. Regardless, you knew the feeling in your stomach wouldn't go away until he was up and awake.

Sitting atop the little tray at his bedside, you admittedly weren't too mobile yourself. Between the many braces and casts you could only move short distances at a time, and generally preferred to be totally still to avoid any additional pain. That fateful day in Rung's office had left its mark on the both of you.

A small shift in his claws got your attention so fast the movement hurt your neck. Ignoring the pain, you watched like a hawk as he twitched again, this time nodding his helm and making a sound so small you couldn't confirm you actually heard it. Pushing yourself along the tray, you placed a tender hand upon his shoulder. Even if he was still too far gone to hear you, hopefully your presence might do him some good. A resulting murmur raised your hope that he could.

In rapid succession, he went from twitching to cracking open his optic to rolling it about the room in bleary confusion. When it rested on you at last, the yellow orb brightened and opened wide. Whirl made an obvious effort to sit up in a rush before flinching at the resulting pain, which was great enough to make him lie back down and settle for groaning in your direction.

"Did you get the licence plate off the bot that hit me? I want to slash some tires..."

Despite everything, you chuckled at the comment, and weren't certain if the resulting tears came from joy or pain. Regardless, you scooted closer and embraced what you could reach of him as happy sobs continued to pour forth.

"Hey, don't get your organic salt all over me... I've got no rust protection..." he said, so weak his usually teasing tone was barely perceptible. The gentle touch of a claw to your back at least made it clear he didn't want you going anywhere. Wiping away your tears, you looked up to see his optic wavering with emotion. Though he couldn't fully raise his head to a comfortable angle, the big bot was looking at you with all the emotion he usually reserved for private moments, no doubt experiencing the same whiplash you had upon first waking. Both of your last conscious moments had been far from pleasant...

"You're okay..." he said suddenly, the full memory dawning on him like so many painful injuries. His patched together chest told the story well enough, how he'd torn himself from the floor to avenge your apparent death, nearly killing himself in the process... You squeezed his claw to assure him you were real, and not the figment of some pain induced hallucinations. "You're not dead..."

"No, I'm not. I'm not going anywhere, in fact."

Though Ratchet was going to be furious, you clamored carefully onto the big bot despite your injuries, settling on the small and uninjured part of his chassis like a cat. The move caused you both some minor pain, but was well worth it. He held you close with a single digit. You were indeed here, and alive, and real...

For once, fate hadn't dealt him the worst hand it could. That was a first. One he'd hopefully get used to though.

#transformers #mtmte #whirl x reader

my-writings-and-musings

Fort hurts Whirl's human Amica and Lost Light knows nothing but fear for months to come. How Ratchet managed to safe Fort is a miracle and how he avoided Whirl's attacks after the fact is a even bigger miracle and everyones convinced Primus is watching over Ratch

You must love angst anon, and I respect that and love it because this was so fun to write... in between the tears of course but that's what makes it GOOD. I changed the course of the prompt a bit because I'm so overwhelmed with possibilities I don't even know how to choose asdfghjkl...

Being impaled to the floor by a solid length of pipe had left him quite helpless from the start of the ordeal. Maximus had obviously intended as much, having aimed the solid length of pipe to avoid immediate critical damage whilst ensuring that if Whirl so much as struggled he'd risk fatal injuries. For all his self loathing, that was actually not a gamble he'd been willing to take with so many people he liked at risk. Between you and Rung he'd needed to stay alive and keep the big mech talking, because damn it all the two of you had given him a terrible case of the feelings, you especially. So he wasn't about to lose you to a temper tantrum.

Talking had been a strategy he'd made use of in the past, as bots who were in the middle of a conversation were statistically less likely to shoot, provided the topic of choice actually interested them. Luckily enough his past tended to fascinate most in the same way ship crashes did; they were so horrified they couldn't focus on anything else. He'd actually managed to connect with the unstable Autobot after a while though, using their similiar troubles with life to find common ground and keep that gigantic cannon from firing. He'd had the audacity to believe things might be okay after a few hours passed and no one got shot.

The problem was the gun didn't end up being what he should have worried about.

When the big bot finally got enough processor power gathered to realize he was being stalled, all hope of a peaceful resolution blinked out of existence, and so did any effort on his part to be calm. Reality seemed to crack as he watched Maximus grab you off the table. On instinct he'd made an effort to lunge and rescue you, but had succeeded only in straining some important chassis support as he fought against the pipe impaled through him, warping the metal retaining his most vital organs. Rung had tried to calm the situation down one final time, pointing out that Max wanted something that couldn't be given because his true tormentor was dead, but his words had proved useless.

His single optic had a perfect view of the way your little body spasmed when Maximus merely flexed his digits, your eyes growing wide as the almost delicate series of cracks marked far too many bones snapping in succession, something any bot could recognise as unhealthy. Perhaps it was just the spark shattering agony giving him hallucinations, but he could have sworn your eyes flickered to him before closing, a weak wheeze passing your lips before almost inaudible coughs brought up a splash of blood. It had dribbled down your chin, stopping only when your coughing faded to silence. Then you were so still...

He'd been told later that Maximus had looked horrified at your injuries, not that he cared then or ever would how the big bot felt about his actions. Because nothing mattered more than you, and thus nothing had mattered at all as your broken body was laid back down on the table you'd previously been resting on. Seeing you dead to rights in front of him had killed him in every way that did matter, leaving a spark that flickered only in the most basic sense of living, keeping him alive purely out of biological imperative, though there had been one other thing in fact. All that was left in his meaningless husk worth feeling was a kind of anger so intense and pure and molten it made stars seem chilly by comparison. Along with a pipe through his chest that was no longer enough to hold him down.

The armor and glass of his cockpit shredded easy as he fought his way off the floor, heedless to petty physical agony or self preservation as his long limbs worked to get him vertical again. Something strong and stubborn and frustratingly important had resisted fiercely as he tried to pull his body forward, leaving him to thrash like a fish on a hook whilst Rung tried to talk him down with words he didn't care to hear. The guy was a psychiatrist, didn't he know what insanity was, like trying to talk to a bot who was no longer living? A for effort though, he'd think looking back on it.

Finally that important piece of his insides had realized it was beat, snapping with such force his entire chest cavity collapsed in one portion and he came out of impalement sideways. Pink energon had flowed more like a small waterfall than a bleeding wound as countless important bits and pieces dangled from his warped and shredded chest, including the glowing orb of his spark chamber, but he hadn't cared in the slightest. A thankfully still working arm had secured a good grip on the pipe to pull it free as he rose to his pedes, single optic giving you one final glance as he stood to face your killer.

As expected, you were motionless. Why wouldn't you be? He'd been stupid enough to hope, stupid enough to be anything other than angry, and the gigantic target that had painted on him and you had finally attracted the attention of a cruel universe. The only thing he would have said to you was sorry, but being certainly dead meant that would do no good, so thankfully he had other ways of making things better.

Max had apparently lost a great deal of his fire after injuring you, as he offered frantic apologies for his actions and reasurances that he hadn't meant what he'd done. It was a sensible reaction from a bot truly not built to handle harming the innocent.

Seeing it had only made him angrier.

What followed had been a wrathful blur of spilled energon and shrieking metal on metal, with sparks flying and the shrapnel of shattered body parts splattering across the room. There had been pain, extraordinary pain, but none of it had been connected to his physical body. Rather, the spark he needed to repeatedly push back into the mix of battered organs in his destroyed chest felt like it was the epicenter of a kind of emotional supernova. For a mech who had known so much suffering, this was an impossibility made real; a greater level of grief than even he had experienced. It had to be what dying felt like for someone destined for the Pit.

Max had been down one limb by the time the security team had flooded the room, but that number had grown to two by the time any of them had actually attempted restraint. In their defense, they were well trained enough to spot certain suicide, and thus Max had been on his own in the fray far longer than anyone wanted to admit. Energon loss induced amnesia stripped most of what followed from his memory banks.

Ratchet had actually ended the fight, of all bots, a turn of events he'd find bitterly hilarious in hindsight. By shouting out that you were alive, and that he needed to surrender if the medics were going to have any hope of performing the lifesaving aid you needed to stay alive, he'd been granted the chance to hope. Said chance had doused enough of his fire to make him collapse in a mangled heap on the spot. Just knowing you might live had been enough to convince him to stop fighting at that moment, but as his optic had closed the main course of his plan had still been clear; make sure your killer follows suit if your condition changes.

That goal was probably the only reason he'd survived to wake up later.

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You know that trope where after a battle everyone is celebrating but one of the characters don’t realise they’ve been injured but pull their hand away from their side and it’s covered in blood, everyone is looking at them with horror and rush to their side as the character falls to their knees? Imagine if that happened but with the human liaison and the bots of the LL

Oh you mean one of the SACRED tropes?? Heck yeah I do it's darn near my bread and butter when daydreaming, and for our Lost Light bots...

The BIGGEST variable is what bots are present and their relationship to the human, but regardless of those a number of things are probably constant, especially when one considers the tiny and delicate nature of humans. No bot is unaware of how easily they can lose you. Not in theory, anyway. Seeing your body break is a lot, for each of them in their own way, especially if you're just coming back from victory...

Bots like Tailgate, Swerve, and Nautica are quick to go into an open panic. Without a plan, they'll rush to your side the instant they see crimson on your palm, knowing only that you need help and must undoubtedly be in pain but running far too deeply on emotions to form a plan. Their hands will likely hover in uncertainty before securing a hesitant grip to keep you sitting up, in the least.

This contrasts with the medics like Ratchet, First Aid, Velocity and Ambulon, who move with immediate purpose to stem the bleeding. Don't mistake action for calm, however. These quickly moving bots are just as worried to see your injuries as those who lose themselves to their panic. Having training just helps them channel their energy, but like the others, their sparks are filled with agony to see you in pain and their voices are softened to comfort you.

Others, like Rodimus, Rung, Skids, and Drift are somewhere in between. They have control but no training to assist you medically, so their first move is to offer encouragement and reassure you through the pain and delirium. Though they obviously are terrified as well, they don't hesitate to cradle your tiny form and shush your weak queries, encouraging you to save your strength.

Some of the more action oriented, like Ultra Magnus, Cyclonus, Chromedome and Rewind, but especially Whirl, will want to get you help before anything else can happen. Some reasurances will come from them, yet their primary focus will be on securing aid however possible, and if that means carrying you there they won't hesitate to do so. Like everyone else though, they don't stop worrying from the moment they see you're hurt.

Some particular reactions to note are;

Swerve- Will burst out begging for you to be alright and then feel really bad for doing so, thinking he was "guilt tripping" you with his emotions.

Tailgate- Cries almost on reflex, but is quickest to slip your little hand in his so you have something to hold on to while the pain starts to kick in.

Nautica- Can't help panicking because she's just done enough human research to know you're in trouble, but not enough to help, which tears her apart.

Ratchet- Breaks his calm only for an instant upon seeing the wound, because he has to fight to remember human medical treatment over ingrained Cybertronian.

First Aid- Of all the medics is the most openly nervous, due largely to inexperience with your biology, but you know this only because his voice trembles.

Velocity- Has the least trouble with your size due to dexterity, but tries to reassure you the most of any medic, as she knows there's little she can do for pain.

Ambulon- Immediately worries about where to actually begin, despite his training, because the alien nature of your anatomy has him worried he may make things worse.

Rodimus- He's actually the most tearful of his group, even if he ignores them while he talks, because he blames himself for you being here at all.

Rung- Undoubtedly the gentlest bot of them all, tenderly shushing you as he promises help is on the way, and he even supports your head for the sake of comfort.

Skids- The biggest surprise in terms of his mannerisms, he's calm and gentle as he whispers solace in his thick but pleasant sounding accent.

Drift- For someone so focused on positive energy, he really struggles the most to keep calm, and makes up for it by talking with a smile to distract you.

Ultra Magnus- Some might have found the way he lifted you and started moving cold, but one glance in his optics reveals that he is afraid.

Chromedome and Rewind- Work as a team, with the former running and the latter using small hands to carry you, while both talk as casually as possible.

Cyclonus- To strangers he's unstoppable and unfeeling, but he's an internal wreck at the sight of you in his hands, particularly due to how quickly you seem to bleed.

Whirl- Without a doubt, his reaction is the angriest, but he keeps that rage focused on motivating you to stay alive like an aggressive coach.

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hi hi! you are hands down my favorite transformers imagines blog omg 🥺 if you have the time maybe something with minimus and the liason both having crushes on each other but thinking they dont have a chance with the other? perhaps an awkward confession. i am a sucker for mutual pining. thank you so much! :D

BUT THERE ARE SO MANY HOW CAN I BE YOUR FAVORITE ASDFGHJLL You all flatter me and give me so many emotions I swear

More importantly thank you for allowing me to indulge one of my ultimate robot crushes.

Minimus, ever a bot who found solace in rules and logic, had long been confident his emotions were well under his control. While he was certainly not perfect, he'd indeed managed to keep himself from indulging in flights of fancy like others so often did. It had been something he'd found private pride in for a long time.

Then you'd shown up.

Of course he'd wanted to be friendly with you, the ambassador for your species and a kind individual in your own right, but things had gotten out of hand. His spark had started to warm whenever he saw your smile... His knees had grown weak when you'd laughed at his first successful joke... His face had erupted in a blush when you innocently brushed a hand against his... Primus, he was a wreck! Sensible thoughts melted into incomprehensible fog at your presence, making his duties harder and harder to fill when all he wanted was to spend time with you.

It was absurd for a grand multitude of reasons, chief of which being you weren't even the same species. There was no way he could hope to make such a relationship work, and deep down he knew that, no matter how much it hurt. He'd keep things buried for your sake. After all, a friendship with you was hardly a consolation prize, and he didn't want to pressure you with the burden of his silly feelings.

...

You'd expected many wonderful things upon joining the Lost Light, and had definitely received everything you were hoping for and for. Incredible adventures, fantastic discoveries, and wonderful friendships were just some of the treasures you'd cherish for life. However, one thing in particular stood out the most.

You'd not been planning on falling in love with someone, especially of an entirely different species.

Though you barely came to his knee, Minimus made you feel larger than life, and that is only the beginning. From his polite mannerisms to his quick wit and to his charming voice, the bot has you completely smitten. There's just no denying it. You can still recall the first time he lifted you in his cupped palms for easy conversation, and how gentle he'd been as you had finally been eye level with those beautiful optics... To this day it makes your heart flutter.

But what hope is there anything will come from it? You're a human, and while he's quite friendly with you, there's no reason to think he'd ever be interested. For now you have to be accepting of that, because losing his friendship is just unthinkable. You're okay with keeping things to yourself if it means you can stay his friend.

...

The nebula swirling in his bedroom window was the most beautiful thing either of you had ever seen, and in an instant you both came to the same decision. You had to let the other know.

"Minimus?" you said softly, keeping your gaze out the window as you sat beside him. He didn't look either as he replied, but you knew you had his full attention.

"Yes, Y/N?"

Brushing your hand against his, you watched the cluster of purple gases continue to drift by, knowing that it was larger than your own solar system several times over. That magnitude helped to put things into perspective, but your heart continued to hammer away regardless. "I have something to tell you..."

The sensation of your tiny palm pushing against his made his spark flare in his chest, the heat and energy threatening to make him dizzy as he nodded. He knew how he wanted this to go, and he knew what he wanted you to say, but he didn't know if you were really going to say it. Perhaps he was allowing his wants to completely warp his perception of the situation. But Primus, he just couldn't bear to wait anymore.

"I have something I need to disclose as well. But please, go first."

You prayed that was a sign you were reading this correctly. Taking a hold of one of his digits, you swallowed down the horde of butterflies in your stomach, and tried to speak as best you could.

"I've... I know we've been friends for a while... That is... You'd describe us as friends, right?"

Taking your tiny hand in his, he looked away from the window and directly to you, a million stars reflecting in his optics. You could never know how much he meant what he said. "Yes. You are my dearest friend, Y/N..."

"I've... For a while now, I've been thinking of us as more than friends."

He prayed you didn't see his optics dampen in the moment it took him to blink back the tears. "Oh?"

"I like you. A lot. A lot more than friends." you said, starting to tremble as the vulnerability hit you. "I know it's weird, but-"

"I adore you." he interrupted without hesitation, keeping one tiny hand of yours between both of his. With all the emotions he'd been holding back, he confessed his own thoughts on the matter, smiling as he did so. "There is nothing odd about it at all. I am quite close to you as well. Or at least, I would like to be, if you'll have me..."

"I would."

What happened next was automatic. Minimus took you into his cupped palms, and you settled into them naturally, happy in ways you couldn't explain as the mech lifted you up. Despite your tiny size, you came together without issue and pressed your lips to his. For a beautiful moment a everything the two of you had been hiding was shared. There was no longer any need for secrets...

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Can't sleep, so here's some prompt formats I thought up forever ago but never got around to posting!

Academic Agent Human

(Academic)

Chosen from a lottery of impassioned learners, you are placed on the Lost Light as an ambassador and a student, and any topic of education you could ever desire is available on the ship. Some bots can discuss philosophy with you, while others will gladly teach you biology, and they're all living historical lessons! You'll also be sharing as much accurate information as earth as possible to encourage positive relationships between species, so be prepared to do some teaching.

Potential Concepts

-The human is preparing their thesis for graduation, and they end up working so closely with a particular bot they credit them in the paper.

-The human quickly becomes a favorite across the crew, as they are always fascinated to hear bots talk about their particular expertise.

Accidental Abductee Human

(Abductee)

A one of a kind scientific mishap, either by the bots or an adversary, plucked you right out of your spot in space and time, leaving you stranded outside your reality with no way home. Regardless of their role in your unexpected arrival, the crew freely takes you in, answering your questions and promising to find you a home if they can't get you back to yours. Whether the world you left behind was something you want to get back to or not, you're going to need help learning how this reality works, and thankfully you have a lot of potential helpers.

Potential Concepts

-The human is from a world where the MTMTE comic exists, their preemptive knowledge of canon is shared and mayhem ensues.

-The human is endowed with powers from their interdimensional trip, which could be anything from shapeshifting to telekinesis to super strength.

Hideaway Hitchhiker Human

(Hideaway)

Fleeing an unpleasant life on earth, you took your chance when the Lost Light made a stop not too far from you, and your small size allowed you to hide until the ship was well out of range of the planet you wanted to leave behind. Either by accident or through your own decision to announce yourself, you're discovered, and make your case to be allowed to stay. As they're a rag tag band of softies, the crew can't really turn you down, especially if returning you to earth will be dangerous. So long as you mind yourself, you're free to stay, and you're also free to leave if any of the planets on the way strike your fancy.

Potential Concepts

-The human works around the ship using survival skills obtained on earth, impressing bots with their unexpected abilities.

-The human immediately attracts all kinds of guardians from the crew's ranks, as bots are driven to protect them from whatever drove them off earth.

Survivor Spacefarer Human

(Survivor)

One of the few humans traversing the stars, you know plenty about the diplomatic mess currently wracking the galaxy, and were mostly content to just do your job until an unexpected battle totalled your ship... The Lost Light arrived and managed to save only you, but they offered you a place with them while you're "between ships" so to speak, as you don't have many options at the moment. Whether you were the captain or the janitor on your old vessel, you'll likely end up using those skills, and the bots will certainly appreciate the help.

Potential Concepts

-The human is fantastic in a firefight thanks to their experience, and surprises the bots by being an incredible asset in battle.

-The human was born in space to a population of humans who've never seen their homeworld, and thus can't answer many questions about earth to the surprise of the crew.

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I feel like parkour would be a useful skill on the lost light. Left on top of a desk? Parkour. Want to get onto a piece of furniture? Parkour. Bots put something on a high shelf as punishment /out of concern for their health /it's just whirl? Parkour. Someone probably found out candy isn't healthy or whirl got one their belongings.

It would possibly be the most useful skill you could have in that environment!

If you can figure out how to go full Assassins Creed you'll essentially be unstoppable, or perhaps Shadow of the Colossus if you use the bots themselves as climbing points.

Whirl would put things high up just to test your tiny mammal climbing skills, which amaze him on a level he's not sure how to process. Other bots are horrified when they see your incredibly fragile body up so high, because what happens when you fall?! You'll squish on impact! Trying to explain that you are trained in how to fall does no good, should they ever see you jump a horde of bots will dive to catch you and save you from certain doom.

Others might just utilize this for chaos, however. You're basically a tiny ninja, right? Any chance you could sneak in somewhere and grab something for them? They'll pay you...

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Could you write about the scavengers with a human? Maybe everyday family life? Love your writing!!!

Big chaotic found family is just...... Yes

Also thank you!!!

"Y/N, did you have breakfast yet?"

The refrain had become your morning wakeup call, even if it came well after you first opened your eyes, and it always brought a smile to your face. Emerging from your human sized room, you looked up to Krok with a smile as you always did. Somehow it didn't matter to either of you that your answer was always the same.

"Not yet, but I'm going now." you said, still in your pajamas as you were lifted in his careful hands. There was some attempt to look stern as he began carrying you to the communal kitchen.

"Good, you can't miss the most important meal of the day!"

Your supply of human friendly nutrition was minor compared to the amount of fuel required by every other member of the crew, so you looked almost comically small as you sat on the table and enjoyed your breakfast amongst the others. It was hard to believe now how Fulcrum had protested to you being where they ate, as now he was as carefree as a sleepy bot could be, sipping at his stimulant infused cup of steaming energon and trying to wake up. Everyone else was equally occupied with their own morning rituals, save for Nickel.

"Hold on, I want to check something..." she said unexpectedly, taking the tiny box of your food into her hands and observing the print on the sides. Quite confused by the act, you continued eating your meal nonetheless.

"Is something wrong?"

"Interstellar manufacturers are notoriously cheap, I want to see if there's actually anything nutritious in this." she replied plainly, narrowing her optics as the concern in her voice seemed to dawn on her. With a small cough, she forcefully returned to a far more sarcastic tone. "I just don't want the only decent organic to keel over from starvation on my watch."

"Come on, breakfast isn't actually supposed to be healthy!" Misfire cut in, helping himself to one of many boxes containing energon infused doughnuts. Grimlock happily shared the sweets with his friend, smiling in bemusement at how he went about waving a sweet as he talked. "It's just supposed to get you up and living, right Fulcrum?"

"Ngh..." the not morning bot mumbled, sipping at his drink for energy. You smiled in both amusement and sympathy for the sleepy bot.

"You're all lucky to have me." Nickel concluded with a sigh, barely containing an affectionate look behind her custom energon mug.

"We are." Spinister concluded, completely serious as he ate his methodically prepared breakfast. You had to concur, and also had to express similiar sentiment to the entire crew. It was a wild maelstrom of rejects, yourself included, and you could think of no better home in all the galaxy.

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hi hi! if you have the time i was wondering how youd think rung, brainstorm, and minimus would react to an s/o with adhd infodumping anout their current hyperfixation. like it isnt even brought up just something vaguely related to it is mentioned and their s/o get super excited and go off on a very animated tangent or something? i do this a lot and its kind of embarrassing eee.

if this is too much trouble dw about it! love your work a lot and i hope your day is awesome! ❤️

I've got a few thoughts on this, hope you like them! Have an awesome day as well!

Rung

As experienced as he is in his field, he's well aware of infodumping and hyperfixations, as they can occur in Cybertronians as well. Plus, his personality is perfectly suited to listening politely for hours at a time. Watching someone light up and talk passionately just makes him happy, so he's quite content to just sit and listen with a happy little smile on his face. Not to mention he has quite the memory, so he can keep up with everything no problem.

Should anyone ever try to dissuade you, he'll bring out his entire fleet to politely encourage them to adjust their stance.

Brainstorm

To no one's surprise, this science loving bot is quite prone to infodumping himself, so be prepared to go back and forth! He loves the feeling of bursting with new information, and happily shares it with you. Hanging out in his lab and listening is a great way for him to multitask, so hopefully you're fine chatting to someone suspended from the ceiling. Those big optics of his will push up into the biggest smile whenever he knows you've found something new.

If anyone ever makes you feel bad, however, he might just have to invent something specifically for kicking manners into them.

Minimus

As a big fan of facts, statistics and minute detail, he's perfectly content to listen to you go off about your interests. He'll even take notes and file them away under the appropriate topics, to better help him recall the conversation. Once he gets into a rythym he can actually get work done while listening, so he'll set you up on his desk for hours at a time. Sometimes you'll find him researching your topic of choice just so he can ask relevant questions.

If you're ever shamed for this habit the bully will be sent to the brig. Maybe not literally, but the threat will be there, along with the order for them to shape up.

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