Do you think I could get some TFO Elita-1 x fem!Cybertronian!Reader? Totally cool if you don’t want to!
Heyyy!!!! I love Elita-1 i hope i did her justice <3
I wrote almost the whole thing while i had a 103 fever and it was all gibberish when i came to
Pairing: TF0!elita-1 X Fem!Cybertronian!reader (could also be read as gn but written with the thought of fem!reader)
Word count:577
Warnings: inaccurate description (ie mentions of habsuites)
Elita-1 was the head of your mining district, she worked hard and you admired her for that. She was strict but firm and proper, just that alone made you fall in love with her, her willingness to work and be strong throughout.
You two would take breaks together, enjoying the peace and quiet, figuring each other out through small talk and what makes you tick. It was the best part of your day, getting to see her and sit next to her. At first she was very skittish, not in the scared way but the ‘i’m not a vulnerable bot’ type of way.
Slowly she opened up more and sat closer and closer each day, till you two couldn’t sit any closer lest you want to be seen sitting in her lap. Although, in the privacy of your own Habsuite you wouldn't mind, but definitely not while at work.
It felt like any old day till Sentinel Prime came back from his last expedition, declaring that the Iacon 5000 was happening. Great, you can just ask Elita-1 to watch it with you!
That was the plan till you found yourself IN the race with a jetpack on with Orion and D-16 next to you screaming for their lives. Awesome, Sentinel Prime wants to talk to you all!
Somehow, getting wrapped up into Darkwings beef meant being thrown down 50sub levels, some weird yellow bot. These idiots then had the great idea to climb up the trash shoot, you scrambled to get up there first, genuinely trying not to get trash all over you.
You did not expect to find Elita-1 in the cargo train, especially not loading it up, but here she was in all her beauty. The boys ruined that too, why do they ruin everything?
Finally catching her, she glowered at the boys, giving them the glare of a lifetime. Her gaze softened when it landed on you, realizing just who they dragged into their mess.
“I expected this from them, but you?” her gaze hardened again, your heart sinking, you never meant to disappoint her. You opened your mouth to say something just for her to look away but it was short lived when some bot gasped.
Looking back you all saw the train carts up in the air with some weird looking, dust? Dirt?
The second B-127 starts running, you make a break for it too, slowly catching up but it wasn't enough, the impact was rough. Hoping as you flew the air that you didn't die with Elita being disappointed with you, even though you’ve never told her, youre sure that she knew of your feelings. Finally making impact with the ground, you passed out the second you hit your head.
Opening your eyes after a painfully long time, you see a pink angel, her hand outstretched but with a disgruntled look on her face. Behind her facade you see concern, genuine and true concern, you reach up to grab her hand.
“Are you alright?” she asks while yanking you up, her voice gruff but firm, obviously trying to hide her pain. Even after nodding a ‘yes’ she still eyes you over for any obvious wounds/scrapes, making you warm in the face and your fans whirr.
She walks away, walking a couple paces before looking behind her shoulder, “are you coming or what?”
You run to catch up to her, heart full but scared of the adventure ahead of your group.
