#imminent au

[yandereunsolved]

˗ˏˋ🔩 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚜 ⚙️ ˎˊ˗

"Rebuilding Iacon cannot begin with an execution." ― Optimus Prime - Transformers One (2024)

"Now, all we need is a little energon and a lot of luck!" ― Optimus Prime - The Transformers: The Movie (1986)

"We can't ignore the danger. We must conquer it." ― Optimus Prime - The Transformers (G1) (Season 1, Episode 2) "More Than Meets the Eye: Part 2"

˗ˏˋ 🎬 ˎˊ˗

🅐🅝🅘🅜🅐🅣🅔🅓

— 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜 —

“ Lost in Rating ” [ Yandere Underrated Transformers w/ either human! or cybertronian! darling ] ꒰ Animated Blitzwing, G1 Beachcomber, G1 Blast Off, G1 Dead End, G1 Hot Rod, G1 Onslaught, G1 Wheeljack ꒱

word count: 5.9k+ cw(s): yandere themes, suggestive themes: sexual innuendos (Blitzwing), non-descriptive gore and general disturbing things (Blitzwing), Beachcomber working through his trauma, degradation of reader (Blast Off), objectification of reader (Blast Off), suggestive themes: Dead End being a pervert, G1 Movie Spoilers‼️ (Hot Rod), major character death (Hot Rod), dubious consent (Onslaught), slight nsfw: non-descript fingering (Onslaught), body horror (Onslaught), reader accidentally being burned (Wheeljack) {tbrp}

˗ˏˋ ⛓️‍💥 ˎˊ˗

🅐🅛🅣🅔🅡🅝🅐🅣🅔 🅤🅝🅘🅥🅔🅡🅢🅔🅢

𖹭 concubus au 𖹭

au information

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“ right now you're mine, all mine ” [ submissive idw yandere tarn × dominant concubus darling ]

word count: 1.3k+ cw(s): mdni ‼️— dubious consent, edging, frotting, spike in valve, reader riding tarn's spike, processor tampering (reader to tarn) {tbrp}

“ stupid primus, stop picking on me ” [ mtmte/idw 𖹭 brainstorm, tailgate, tarn ] [ transformers prime 𖹭 soundwave ] [ transformers: super-god masterforce 𖹭 diver, lander, metalhawk, phoenix ] [ transformers: victory 𖹭 deathsaurus, star saber ]

word count: 6.3k+ cw(s): yandere themes, nsfw (× dubious consent—nonconsensual in some parts)/valveplug/18+! {tbrp}

“ would you like me to seduce you? ” [ mtmte/idw 𖹭 rodimus prime, rung, swerve, ultra magnus (minimus ambus) ] [ the transformers 𖹭 megatron, metroplex, optimus prime, starscream ] [ transformers: shattered glass 𖹭 blaster, soundwave ] [ transformers: the headmasters 𖹭 cerebros/fortress maximus ]

word count: 2.1k+ cw(s): yandere themes, nsfw (× dubious consent)/valveplug/18+! {tbrp}

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Ihnmaims AU

Ihnmaims AU Specifics

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Introduction: Glitch Bots

Sparkling Congenital Anomolies [ #1 ]

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𐔌՞. Imminent Universe .՞𐦯

Eminents

Preeminent

Eminent Aeon

Eminent Cosmic

Eminent Renege

Eminent Sion

Eminent Umbra

Eminent Vor

Prime(s)

Halo Prime

Optimus Prime (eventually)

Ra/Ram (eventually, refuses prime title)

Rodimus Prime (inherits it from Optimus Prime)

Sentinel Prime (honorary title)

Other Major Characters

D-16 / Megatronus (becomes Megatron)

Hot Rod (becomes Rodimus Prime)

Orion Pax (becomes Optimus Prime)

Rung

Sehkra (Megatron and Ra's sparkling)

Tarn(ished)

Minor Characters

Aegis

AR-20009 (Arcee)

Arch (pronounced Ark)

Asudem

B-127 (Bee)

Blaster

Blurr

C-126 (Cliffjumper)

Elita-One

Gateway Posse

Jazz

Jetfire/Skyfire

Matchbox (struct)

Overlord

Primus's Knights

Prowl

Sentinel's harem

Shockwave

Skywarp

Soundwave

Starscream

Steam (human)

Sunder

Thundercracker

Zetto

General Knowledge

Cybertron

Destrons (Unicron's cult)

Frame Classes

The 13 Primes Artifacts and Primus's Knights

AU Ships

Dear (D-16 ✗ Arch)

Helion (Halo Prime ✗ Eminent Sion)

Ous (Orion Pax ✗ Megatronus)

Megaraw (Megatron ✗ Ra)

Megarawprime (Megatron ✗ Ra ✗ Optimus Prime)

Rawtimus (Ra ✗ Optimus Prime)

Sentry (Sentinel Prime ✗ Megatronus)

Siop (Eminent Sion ✗ Optimus Prime)

Canon Fics within the AU

“ only I could ever love you this way ” 𖹭 ra x megatron

word count: cw(s): mdni [18+]— hurt/comfort, anxiety and overthinking (ra), valveplug: megatron eating out ra and jerking them off, seizure (ra), subordinate abuse (megatron taking his anger out on tarn) {tbd}

˗ˏˋ 🖇 ˎˊ˗

🅐🅡🅜🅐🅓🅐

— 𝙻𝚒𝚕 𝙱𝚒𝚝𝚜 —

୨ৎ answered asks and other silly lil things ୨ৎ

Armada Starscream's conjunx mourning his death (non-yandere)

˗ˏˋ 📍ˎˊ˗

🅑🅐🅨🅥🅔🅡🅢🅔

— 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜 —

“ fallen from the heavens and cursed with sin ” [ Yandere multi-iteration Transformers w/ a human darling caring for a sparkling ] ꒰ Bayverse Bumblebee, Bayverse Optimus Prime, G1 Soundwave, TFP Ratchet, and TFP Shockwave ꒱

word count: 3k+ cw(s): yandere themes, descriptive death of a carrier [parent] (Prelude), non-descriptive torture of reader (Shockwave), thoughts of how to harm reader (Shockwave) {tbrp}

— 𝙻𝚒𝚕 𝙱𝚒𝚝𝚜 —

୨ৎ answered asks and other silly lil things ୨ৎ

Yandere Bayverse Autobots pining after Darling (you) Witwicky. (Transformers 2007)

˗ˏˋ 🔩 ˎˊ˗

🅒🅞🅜🅘🅒🅢

• 𝙸𝙳𝚆/𝙼𝚃𝙼𝚃𝙴 •

— 𝙻𝚒𝚕 𝙱𝚒𝚝𝚜 —

୨ৎ answered asks and other silly lil things ୨ৎ

Human! darling having to deal with yandere Lost Light crew shenanigans

Yan. Rung loves making figurines of the LL's darling

Yan. Sunder w/ a darling whose processor he can't get into

Yan. Tarn ruts against Megatron's conjunx as you explain how you both frag

˗ˏˋ ⚙️ ˎˊ˗

🅒🅨🅑🅔🅡🅦🅞🅡🅛🅓

— 𝙻𝚒𝚕 𝙱𝚒𝚝𝚜 —

୨ৎ answered asks and other silly lil things ୨ৎ

Sky-Byte meme

˗ˏˋ 💽 ˎˊ˗

🅖🅔🅝🅔🅡🅐🅣🅘🅞🅝 ➊

— 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜 —

“ fallen from the heavens and cursed with sin ” [ Yandere multi-iteration Transformers w/ a human darling caring for a sparkling ] ꒰ Bayverse Bumblebee, Bayverse Optimus Prime, G1 Soundwave, TFP Ratchet, and TFP Shockwave ꒱

word count: 3k+ cw(s): yandere themes, descriptive death of a carrier [parent] (Prelude), non-descriptive torture of reader (Shockwave), thoughts of how to harm reader (Shockwave) {tbrp}

“ Lost in Rating ” [ Yandere Underrated Transformers w/ either human! or cybertronian! darling ] ꒰ Animated Blitzwing, G1 Beachcomber, G1 Blast Off, G1 Dead End, G1 Hot Rod, G1 Onslaught, G1 Wheeljack ꒱

word count: 5.9k+ cw(s): yandere themes, suggestive themes: sexual innuendos (Blitzwing), non-descriptive gore and general disturbing things (Blitzwing), Beachcomber working through his trauma, degradation of reader (Blast Off), objectification of reader (Blast Off), suggestive themes: Dead End being a pervert, G1 Movie Spoilers‼️ (Hot Rod), major character death (Hot Rod), dubious consent (Onslaught), slight nsfw: non-descript fingering (Onslaught), body horror (Onslaught), reader accidentally being burned (Wheeljack) {tbrp}

“ Lost in Rating: Remixed ” [ Yandere Underrated Transformers w/ either human! or cybertronian! darling ] ꒰ G1 Insecticons: Bombshell, Kickback, Shrapnel, G1 Metroplex ꒱

word count: 3.2k+ cw(s): yandere themes, torture: left vague (Bombshell), sadism (Bombshell), heavy manipulation (Bomshell and Kickback), drugging-implantation-and other dubious nonconsensual acts (Kickback), semi-descriptive electrical torture (Shrapnel), descriptive injuries from electrical torture (Shrapnel) {tbrp}

“ Lost in Rating: Vinyls ” [ Yandere Underrated Transformers w/ either human! or cybertronian! darling ] ꒰ Blurr (G1), Galvatron (G1), Kup (G1), Tracks (G1), Wreck-Gar (G1) ꒱

word count: 3.8k+ cw(s): yandere themes, heavy degradation (Galvatron), victim blaming (Galvatron), non-consensual frame alteration (Galvatron), nsfw—18+ parts (Galvatron), mention of repeated assault (Galvatron), empty threat of rape (Galvatron), forced spark bonding (Galvatron), heavy paternalism (Kup), dumification (Tracks), non-descriptive domestic violence (Tracks), death of side character (Tracks) {tbrp}

꒰ Rules for the Cassettes; Set by Soundwave ꒱ [ yandere (G1) Soundwave w/ yandere Cassettes ✗ gender neutral! human! darling ]

word count: 804 cw(s): yandere themes {tbrp}

— 𝙻𝚒𝚕 𝙱𝚒𝚝𝚜 —

୨ৎ answered asks and other silly lil things ୨ৎ

Cybertronian God(dess) darling watching over yandere G1 Starscream

G1 Hot Rod—Rodimus Prime (iris rambles)

G1 Soundwave propaganda

G1 Wreck-Gar (iris rambles)

Orion Pax in G1

Rumble and Frenzy are the worst-best wingbots (yan. Soundwave)

Yandere G1 Decepticons with a human darling

Yandere G1 Decepticons w/ an Autobot darling whose outlier ability is using Toon Force

Yandere G1 Insecticons w/ a farmer! human! darling

Yandere G1 Insecticons w/ a farmer! human! darling (part II)

Yandere G1 Optimus Prime dealing with a Shattered Glass Autobot

Yandere G1 Soundwave with his yandere cassettes

˗ˏˋ 🔧 ˎˊ˗

🅝🅞🅝🅢🅟🅔🅒🅘🅕🅘🅒 🅘🅣🅔🅡🅐🅣🅘🅞🅝

— 𝙻𝚒𝚕 𝙱𝚒𝚝𝚜 —

୨ৎ answered asks and other silly lil things ୨ৎ

Best part about being the Decepticons darling-

Bots and their human fetish (non-yandere) (nsfw content)

꒰ Im Sturm ꒱ (Blitzwing thoughts)

Optimus Prime angst (non-yandere)

Space fent (shitpost)

“ spark me like you want it ” (yan. shockwave ✗ gender neutral! cybertronian! reader)

Toonforceoutlier! reader

Trying to escape the yandere Decepticons (human and cybertronian darling)

Wreck-Gar x Deltarune

Yandere Elite Trine trying to court a socially clueless Decepticon reader

Yandere Kaon

Yandere Megstar w/ ancient Cybertronian darling

Yandere Optimus Prime is willing to destroy Cybertron to protect his human darling

Yandere Optimus Prime w/ Megatron's conjunx

Yandere Shockwave and Soundwave have big tits for their darling

Yandere Transformers building a mech body for their darling; specifics for yandere Shockwave

Yandere Transformers freaking out whenever their human darling gets upset, so they put a piece of technology in front of them

Yandere Transformers who have a Kirby-like darling; sequel

˗ˏˋ 💿 ˎˊ˗

🅞🅝🅔

— 𝙻𝚒𝚕 𝙱𝚒𝚝𝚜 —

୨ৎ answered asks and other silly lil things ୨ৎ

Yandere TF One Sentinel Prime accidentally falling in love w/ a miner

˗ˏˋ 📼 ˎˊ˗

🅟🅡🅘🅜🅔

“ fallen from the heavens and cursed with sin ” [ Yandere multi-iteration Transformers w/ a human darling caring for a sparkling ] ꒰ Bayverse Bumblebee, Bayverse Optimus Prime, G1 Soundwave, TFP Ratchet, and TFP Shockwave ꒱

word count: 3k+ cw(s): yandere themes, descriptive death of a carrier [parent] (Prelude), non-descriptive torture of reader (Shockwave), thoughts of how to harm reader (Shockwave) {tbrp}

— 𝙻𝚒𝚕 𝙱𝚒𝚝𝚜 —

୨ৎ answered asks and other silly lil things ୨ৎ

Cybertronian God(dess) darling watching over yandere TFP Starscream

Yandere Koss (Knockout and Starscream) w/ human darling: band-aids

( entire masterlist to be cross-posted to ao3 ‎)

[yandereunsolved]

𝗢𝗿𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗣𝗮𝘅 + 𝗠𝗲𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗻(𝘂𝘀) = 𝗢𝘂𝘀

MegOp in my AU.

Ous because Megatronus is his gladiator name and when he rebels he changes his designation to Megatron. He then cuts off, now Optimus, because of their fundamental disagreement. Even though Optimus has a different designation, he still feels that connection to Megatron.

𖹭 fanboy x celebrity, size difference (at least for now), imbalanced dynamics, off-limits crush, forced proximity (both on purpose and by accident), star-crossed lovers

𐔌first meeting𐦯

“ i'm your biggest fan! ” (op)

“ everyone says that. ” (m)

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𐔌multiple times𐦯

“ can i have your autograph? ” (op)

“ no. ” (m)

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𐔌second meeting𐦯

“ i got you something. please take it. ” (op)

“ fine. ” (m)

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𐔌after megatronus was forced into sentinel prime's harem𐦯

“ oh, you again. ” (m)

“ megatronus! it's nice to see you again. ” (op)

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𐔌orion bringing up megatronus's past𐦯

“ i—i didn't- i shouldn't have— ” (op)

“ forget about it, orion. ” (m)

“ i won't. ” (op)

“ i know. ” (m)

“ again. i'm really s-sorry. ” (op)

“ you should be. ” (m)

“ then why forget about it? ” (op)

“ because you should. ” (m)

“ that isn't a satisfactory answer. ” (op)

“ very few things in life are satisfactory. ” (m)

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𐔌megatronus lying for orion after he broke into the upper levels of the golden palace (again)𐦯

“ if you stop getting in trouble then i won't have to keep saving you. ” (m)

“ what if i like you saving me? ” (op)

“ i won't always be there to save you. ” (m)

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𐔌right after arch was publicly executed𐦯

“ it doesn't matter if he meant something to you! he was a traitor. he got what he deserved. ” (op)

“ for all your knowledge you know nothing. i should have never thought you'd be any different than the slag-faced spike suckers that populate this place. ” (m)

[yandereunsolved]

“ Frame Classes ”

Iacon's social hierarchy is built upon a caste system that they call frame classes. Most are born into a certain class and stay in that class during their time online. Alterations, marriage, and scandal/promotions can cause one's frame class to change.

𐔌 Percentages are how much of Iacon falls into that category. Rounded. 𐦯

0.1% ― Servos of Primus : outliers, the largest and/or strongest of their kind, considered the ultimate authority (besides halo prime), are culled by sentinel prime (unbeknownst to the public), halo prime is the only bot above this rank as it is the true prime

1% ― Blessed Be : council members and other small government leaders, priests/priestesses, often veiled or wear a mask and visor―they must hide their visage as it truly belongs to primus, have their own interior guard members protecting them, priests/priestesses are almost never seen outside their respective religious temples (only leaving them if the danger is too great or for a religious ceremony outside of the temple), have some of the most intricate plating designs, it is not only a show of their status but also their devotion to halo prime and primus, mostly pastel/soft paint and polish, almost all of them are seekers but aren't allowed to participate in seeker culture; it's seen as too worldly

10% ― Acknowledged : scholars, interior guard, are either born into a line in this frame class or rose from laborer, there is a specific ceremony and set of tests you have to pass if you are to rise to this class, scholars have a more muted color pallette with shading, interior guards have very bold colors, scholars are forbidden from showing their optics to anyone below their frame class (sentinel blinds them, so if they grow too wise to his plans, it's easier to offline them; he tells the scholars that all you need is primus's love to help you see; they have script writers and readers, who are laborers, to help them in their studies), interior guards have specific frame alterations; they are never to be seen outside their armor unless commanded; if an interior guard is stripped of their armor then they have been deemed a traitor who will soon be offlined

30% ― Servants of Primus : laborers ("skilled" workers), soldiers, have a functional T-cog―at worst can be lightly damaged, above the surface, average height and weight, little variation in plating and polish (solid color—no decorations), make enough to cover their basic needs and engage in a hobby or two, look down at the lower two classes, are taught to always give way to those above them (avoid eye contact, speak only when spoken to, aren't allowed in the upper districts or fancy joints unless specifically invited), seekers and decorated soldiers are seen as the highest sub-class(es) in this frame class

50% ― Fallen Below : miners ("unskilled" workers), if you lack a T-Cog then you are automatically assigned as an "unskilled" worker, work under the surface, dangerous conditions, very few precautions set in place, little oversight of those who command the miners, earn no shanix (unless you get a bonus or are a commander of the miners), basic needs are barely cared for, scratched/dented/faded painting and polish, often made up of bots who are outcasts/deformed or disabled in some way/orphans, made up of many frames that are broad and bulky (in order to mine better)

9% ― The Forsaken : minibots/cassettes (less than eight feet tall), quite often abused and enslaved, forced to bond to masters, there are no laws protecting them, their lack of height and strength "proves" that primus deems them inferior. also reserved for those that were deemed traitors but are jailed or those who have done something so reprehensible that they aren't fit for society.

[yandereunsolved]

“ Aegis ”

[ they/them ]

cw: sparkling abuse

seeker • emerged during the beginning sentinel's rule • one of the first cybertronians to be birthed by a carrier, starscream, and not the well of allsparks

• their sire was a previous member of the destrons (unicron's cult.) starscream had aegis but couldn't keep them. he managed to find the sire and gave them to him. the sire was offlined by other destron members and abducted aegis to be one of their own.

• aegis was taught how to be a destron soldier. this included an entire collective identity for all the soldiers. they were stripped of their t-cog. >> their seeker identity was denied to them as they hadn't "earned" their wings. eventually they were broken off; what was remaining of them was melded to their backstrut.

• they were left to guard planet master and not allow any followers of primus to find the 13th prime's artifact. that is when they were finally granted a new pair of wings and access to their alt-mode by finally gaining access to their t-cog. >> they were to kill all living beings that they came into contact with and live a life of complete solitude. this evolved into them taking the heads of their kills and keeping them in meticulous condition in the cave that became their home.

• they are mute from their time as a sparkling in the destrons until they begin receiving therapy from rung.

• they become bonded to rung and have thirteen sparklings with him, who are reincarnations of the thirteen primes.

Aegis's backstory information updated and added: May 9th, 2026 and June 18th, 2026

[yandereunsolved]

“ only I could ever love you this way ”

ra x megatron 𖹭 imminent au

ra, original character, uses all pronouns but for the sake of clarity in this fic I only use they/them.

synopsis: with the pressures of the war mounting high ra is unable to regulate, so megatron aids his lovely conjunx only to come upon an unexpected result. timeline note: post-sentinel ruling Iacon. the autobots and decepticons have been established.

cw(s): mdni [18+]— hurt/comfort, anxiety and overthinking (ra), valveplug: megatron eating out ra and jerking them off, seizure (ra), subordinate abuse (megatron taking his anger out on tarn)

"You're pacing again," Megatron murmurs, rolling over on the recharge slab. His optics boot up and he gets a better look at his conjunx: pedes dragging across the floor with their tail leaving indents, wings and finials flexing in that same succinct motion they do every time they're stressed. Their EM field is sporadic. All of their tightly coiled pressure is fizzling out in small waves as he coaxes them with his own field.

"Optimus is gaining crucial tactical points. The Autobots are overwhelming our dwindling forces. My kind fears another genocide at Optimus's servos, and I can barely keep their trust with half of the Matrix in me. Unicron is using his influence to aid Optimus and twist his processor, and I can feel every moment of it." Their servos reach up to clutch at their helm, as if it would stop the unceasing, torturous connection.

Megatron can feel his faceplate contort into something unloving—bitter and wrathful. One servo curls inward as he slides off the berth and stalks toward them.

"Stop," he commands.

He doesn't realize that he's shaking until he embraces Ra from behind, resting his helm on their back between their splayed wings. They vent, stalling their frenzied movements. Their tail wraps firmly around his pedes. His servos press firmly against their frame—bare of armor for once, if only until they leave the habsuite again—moving up to their chassis with the intent of paint transferring.

"Good."

A short yet audible purr escapes Ra at his praise. His servos settle over their spark chamber, where the Matrix has intertwined itself with them, and he forces those acerbic memories out of his main thought processes. Now isn't the time for his own turmoil.

"If I could take this all and make it my own burden, I would," he whispers, like an orison.

Their tail tightens around his pedes as he nuzzles into their spinal strut.

"That is what you always seek. We are conjunxes," their vocalizer wavers, "Our burdens are shared so the weight of them alone doesn't crush us."

Their servos settle over his. He feels optic lubricant meet his servos and it makes his spark ache dolefully.

"As long as I function you will not fall," he urges. More tears meet his servos. He swears they are staining them.

"I will." The finality in their words stupefies him. Their tail uncurls and they forcibly remove themself from him, only to turn around and cup his faceplate. They lean down. Their chasses are nearly touching. "I can feel it. I urge you to not become the chaotic force Unicron wishes you to be after my offlining."

Megatron scoffs as his own optics water.

Now it's his turn to settle his servos over theirs.

Their wings flex, finials tilting to the sides.

"Don't be a fool." His vocalizer nearly wavers but he manages to keep it strong.

"I know it hurts, having everything taken from you again and again and again." Their grip on his faceplate grows firmer as he attempts to shake his helm. His optics flicker with that deep shade of red, taking over his natural yellow hue. That Megatron-kind of intransigence ripples through his EM field.

"The war isn't over. You are still by my side and I intend to make the most of it." One of his servos rests against their interface panel, pressing it once. "If you'll let me."

Their plating bristles, field transitioning from slightly trepidatious and melancholy to avid interest.

Ra responds with forethought, "Tarn is guarding our chambers. He will hear us and get jealous." Ra's servos loosen their grip on him. Megatron grabs one of their wrists and leads them toward the berth.

"Don't spur me on," he grumbles.

"Merely a reminder of his true nature, Megatron."

He vents heavily and leads Ra onto the berth, having them vertically spread out. He climbs onto the slab, slotting himself between Ra's thighs. His knees rest against their thighs in case they get shy.

"Open for me."

Their interface panel retracts, revealing their inviting array components. Their ridged corkscrew spike is fully pressurized. The biolights in no small amount dot their spike, flashing in a familiar pattern. Need. It'd be a shame not to admire their plush valve, which is already leaking lubricant onto the berth. Their rows of calipers flex and squeeze in on themselves. The biolights in their valve flash eagerly, ready to breed.

What a sight to behold.

And it's all his.

He leans down until his chassis presses flat against the berth. His optics don't leave theirs as his glossa licks a quick stripe up their slit. Their helm falls back against the slab and a high-pitched noise hits his audials: their wings are leaving faint scratch marks on the slab. He smirks but reserves the taunt so intent on leaving his vocalizer.

Instead, he uses two digits to fully part their valve lips and rests his intake in between them, setting a steady pace at feasting on them. One of his servos grabs their thigh plating and kneads it while the other firmly wraps around their spike. He gives it a squeeze and they moan.

"M-Megatron!"

Their servos come up to grab ahold of his helm as he slowly strokes them. Their tail flicks impatiently against his interface panel. He takes that as his cue to suck on their primary node, sharpened denta barely grazing it. Their hips shift down onto Megatron's intake sloppily as more whines emanate from them. Their tail goes from groping his panel to thumping against his thigh. That specific sound of metal meeting metal conjures up an erotic memory instead of a battle one.

He begins to taste the sweetness of their transfluid but decides to remove his intake from their valve. Not before giving their primary node one more lick. He can feel their calipers squeezing his glossa and intake as he pulls out. He shifts his hips against the slab post in an attempt to ease some of the ache in his pressurized spike that is pressing so urgently against his modesty plating.

He refuses to pull back his panel yet.

They hiss at the removal of not only his intake from their valve but his servos from them as well. He rises to his pedes and looks at their stiffening frame. He's pleased for a moment. Then he gets that odious throe in his spark. The one he always feels when it comes to dealing with Prime.

Ra's entire frame begins convulsing, limbs rhythmically jerking in the way a Cybertronian does when their processor is failing them. Their EM field is transforming into something concerning—almost translucent.

"R-Ra!"

He presses his frame against theirs in a panicked attempt to halt their movements.

"Ra!"

His servos grasp at their helm, attempting to keep it elevated and straight so they don't snap their neckstrut.

"Ra, Ra, Ra," he murmurs continuously, frame shaking as he stares at them helplessly. His grip on their helm tightens as they continue to lash out. Their wings push against his chassis, their tail yanking at his waist to force him off. "You aren't going to hurt yourself. I can't let you go."

Their optics have shut off. Energon is leaking from their joints.

"You bastard—Optimus—why are you doing this? Why are you doing this!? Was Arch not enough...?"

He bites into his bottom lipplate so hard that he draws his own energon. He won't allow himself to shed tears. Their seizure will pass. It has to pass.

"Lord Megatron."

His helm snaps up, plating bristling. He's about to bark orders at the soldier, but he realizes it's Knock-Out. Close behind him is Tarn, EM field tainted with anxious impatience.

"Your lovely guard dog here sent me a comm the same time the Nemesis pinged me that you required assistance." Knock-Out looks at Ra. "Perhaps more accurately, that your conjunx requires assistance."

Before he has a chance to respond, Tarn is touching their chassis, right over where half the Matrix of Leadership lies within them. Megatron snarls. His talons latch onto Tarn's wrist and yank him away from their plating.

"Out. Both of you."

"My Lord," Knock-Out begins, only to be swiftly cut off by Tarn.

"No."

"No?" Megatron's grip on Tarn's wrist becomes crushing. Knock-Out takes that as his cue to leave, but not before casting a pitying, perhaps even slightly worried, glance at Ra.

"I promised my loyalty to Ra far before I met you, Lord Megatron. I respect the both of you the utmost, which is why I cannot leave."

Why doesn't anyone understand!? They're his.

His. His. His.

Tarn doesn't make a move against Megatron, defensive or otherwise, when his lord breaks his wrist. He starkens when Megatron rises off of Ra but stays stationary as he sees that their writhing has tapered off. Tarn takes the multiple hits to his battle mask and armored frame with quiet pride. He makes as little noise as possible from them. It's as if even his armor wants to please Megatron.

Tarn collides with the floor; there is no reprieve.

"I could offline you, and you wouldn't do a thing," Megatron sneers, pede firmly planted on the side of Tarn's helm.

He responds unflinchingly, "Is that such a bad thing, my lord?"

He gets no answer.

The pressure on Tarn's helm eases as Megatron's pede returns to the floor of the Nemesis. Tarn sits upright and looks up at Megatron. Ra has managed to stagger over to him. They're trembling like a sparkling, freshly forged. Megatron is holding them firmly tucked against his chassis, fury forgotten.

[yandereunsolved]

“ The Eminents ”

They were created by Unicron as the bearers of his authority when he is unable to exercise it. He wanted to consolidate his power among a small circle, so he created half of the beings Primus originally had—dubbing them The Eminents because they stand above all others, both in power and height.

They were unknowingly influenced by Primus's essence but often attribute some of their more altruistic traits to him.

Each holds 15.3846153846% of Unicron's power.

As everything is intertwined between the two cosmic entities, The Eminents bear great resemblance to some of the Primes. However, almost none know The Eminents' true form. Any being but a Prime or a god will die of fright after laying eyes on an Eminent's true form. Even staring into their eyes while they are in their altered state is dangerous.

This is part of the reason they're always masked. They also have an instinctual need to hide their visage, a habit put in them by Unicron. It's considered both a blessing and a curse if you see the face of an Eminent. It will either be your last moment or your first new one with them as your conjunx.

Unicron created them to slowly turn on each other. One will consume the other's sparks and become his true successor.

𖹭 creator's note: Eminent comes first to show that Unicron doesn't see them as individual beings as Primus does to his primes. Unicron sees them as his creations who owe him everything, including their eventual deaths after he has consumed all else. added November 17th, 2025

𖹭 creator's note: Their genders and pronouns are based off of our human concepts, but at the end of the day they really are more like sexless/genderless beings. Some of them identify with agender as the human term for genderless; others prefer different terms but still feel a lack of human-described gender. added November 17th, 2025

[yandereunsolved]

𝗗-16 + 𝗔𝗿𝗰𝗵 = 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝗿

I haven't created Arch's character design yet but they look somewhat like Jetfire.

𖹭 protective x protective, both self-sacrifical for each other, stubborn as cybermules, fallen celebrity x rising star, fixing each other instead of themselves, doomed by fate

𐔌first meeting𐦯

“ move. ” (dee)

“ what? ” (a)

“ you're in my way. ” (dee)

“ i-i'm new here. ” (a)

“ you won't last long. ” (dee)

“ what makes you say that? ” (a)

“ you weren't built for this work. you look like an upper caste bot. ” (dee)

“ i'm not. ” (a)

“ anymore by the looks of it. ” (dee)

𑣲

𐔌casual occurrence𐦯

“ i care about you. ” (dee)

“ i care about you too. ” (a)

𑣲

𐔌arch trying to fix their broken wings with scraps𐦯

“ don't give me that look, dee. ” (a)

“ you are going to get degenerative rust doing slag like that. ” (dee)

“ there's only a 15% chance of that happening. don't worry. i know my stuff. ”

“ that's still 15% too much. ”

“ they aren't your wings. ”

“ i don't want to have to carry your sparkless body out of these mines. ” (dee)

“ o-oh. you'd do that? ” (a)

“ i wouldn't leave you in these smokey hellpits to rust. ” (dee)

“ i have been making some good shanix with this whole gladiator thing. wait longer, and you'll be able to get your wings fixed by a real medic, none of your engineering quick fixes. ” (dee)

“ you'd really do that for me? ” (a)

“ i already am. ” (dee)

𑣲

𐔌before arch's execution𐦯

“ it was always meant to end this way. ” (a)

“ don't—don't say that. ” (dee)

“ you'll be just- fine without me. ” (a)

“ i don't want to be. i can kill Sentinel. we can take refuge with the Gateway Posse. ” (dee)

“ i'm not going to ask you to do that. i've been living on borrowed time since i went into hiding. ” (a)

“ Arch, you can't let yourself be—executed. you don't deserve it. Sentinel is the one who deserves to be executed! he deserves far worse. ” (dee)

“ things happen to a lot of beings that they don't deserve. ” (a)

“ ... ” (mutual silence)

“ don't give me that look, dee. ” (a)

“ ... ” (dee)

“ promise me one thing. ” (a)

“ anything. ” (dee)

“ find me in the Allspark. ” (a)

“ it may be sooner than you think. ” (dee)

“ don't. do something stupid and self-sacrificing. that's my job. live because i can't. ” (a)

“ I promise i'll live and fight until my spark fizzles out and I can see you again. ” (dee)

“ that's all i ask. i—care about you too much to let you be self-destructive because of me. ” (a)

𑣲

𐔌during arch's public execution𐦯

“ any last words? ” (sentinel)

looks into the crowd at dee. “ may the well of allsparks never run dry. ” [aka i'll be waiting for you, watching over you until you join me.] (a)