(Author’s note: There was this pic on Pinterest where Megatron, when he was still a miner, finds a coffin with a humanoid inside (could have been a human), and it gave me an idea. Don’t know how to find the picture or the artist. This is kinda set in the IDW.)
Warnings: mentions of being lost to history, the idw settings, Megatron's uprising, some violence, and you being a very terrifying fairy.
-What if... Cybertronians in the past had their own versions of fairies/familiars in the shape of these tiny people? They could create bonds with their bots and harness spiritual powers (like that one anime where a person turns into a weapon). And maybe at some point in time, they became extinct or got lost in history.
-They look a lot like humans, though taller, and their bodies are adorned with markings that can glow. Some parts of their physiology are metallic, as they are born on Cybertron. Their abilities may differ depending on the bots they bond with or the environments where they originate. They can also consume energon for sustenance and manipulate its energy outside its crystalline form to enhance or fuel their abilities.
-The knowledge about their abilities would be lost to time, but some say they could enter their bots’ spark and conjure weapons for their bots.
-They’re kinda like fairies of Cybertron.
-I decided to go with the name Luminari for these tiny fairy-like creatures.
-The idea I had was that Megatron, when he was still a miner, found a coffin in one of the mines (maybe a miniature stasis pod). After opening the coffin, he finds a tiny luminari--- you--- sleeping inside. After he opened the coffin, you woke up and locked eyes with him, creating a bond.
-I'm not entirely sure yet how the bond could be formed, so I decided to go with locking eyes for it to happen. In one other picture I saw was the tiny humanoid kiss Megatron, which I thought was funny (But I leave that up to your imagination).
-Megatron would not be certain what to do with you, as he has never seen a creature like you before. He gives me the impression that he didn’t think much of organics when he was a miner, so he might not react negatively. But knowing his superiors would probably hurt you or take you away, Megatron would try to keep you hidden to keep you safe.
-Maybe becoming attached to you in a way before all the violence.
-He would likely try to get you to the surface and make you leave, but for some reason, you returned and tried to stick by his side. He gave up after the fifth time.
-He was probably not used to someone listening to him so attentively, or being so determined to stay by his side.
- There was a bit of a language barrier between you, as you likely spoke ancient Cybertronian, so you only understood a few words from each other at first. He would try to teach you modern Cybertronian, which was a slow progress, but he was patient since you seemed to learn quickly.
-The mystery of what you were would remain unknown to him, but he eventually discovered that you possessed some kind of power—one that allowed you to manipulate energon and harness its energy. He learned this when, after he was injured due to a mining accident, you took hold of an energon crystal, placing your small hands on it and on him. The markings on your skin glowed as the crystal dissolved, and his injuries began to heal on their own.
-He would be surprised, but not ungrateful. You must be some kind of outlier to possess an ability like this.
-You would then start acting as a healer at his mine. As long as you had energon crystals at your disposal, you could heal him and other miners from injuries. Megatron was careful about taking energon crystals as he did not want his superiors to get suspicious. His miner comrades did not mind keeping you a secret as well, unlike their superiors; you were genuinely helpful to them.
-Then, unfortunately, you were discovered and caught by one of his superiors. Megatron would be pretty helpless as you were taken away to either be disposed of or become an experiment. Perhaps that would be a starting point for his growing anger against the higher class and the system.
-And after the whole fiasco with the senator, killing a guard, and finding his way to the gladiator’s area, Megatron came to accept that you were gone for good. At one point, he felt agitated and lost. He felt your distressed emotions before they disappeared completely. He felt regretful for a time for not being able to protect you, but learned to accept that you were likely dead.
-But then, one day, something broke into his designated room. He first thought it was some kind of rodent, but then saw something shiny cut through the wall, and you coming through the hole you just created.
-He was definitely surprised, but also somewhat relieved. He had expected you to be gone for good, yet here you were—having escaped and come to find him. You had even adapted to modern Cybertronian, explaining everything that had happened and lightly scolding him for being difficult to track down.
-Perhaps this time, you would be able to tell him about you being a Luminari and his bonded familiar.
-He would definitely put effort into keeping you a secret this time, though you managed to stay hidden and move around without being noticed just fine. He would only introduce you to people he trusted.
-During his uprising, you would act as his shadow. Keeping your eyes and ears open to things that might go unnoticed by him.
-During one battle, when he was at a disadvantage, you suddenly ran up to him and slapped your hand against his chest. A radiant glow enveloped you as you vanished into his spark. Megatron felt your presence within him, but after his quick confusion, he would notice his wounds instantly healed and a fusion cannon materializing on his arm, which granted him tremendous firepower.
-First time it would cause you to be pretty exhausted as it used a lot of energy, but the more time you did it, the less energy it took. Thought you needed an energon snack to keep yourself energized. While you could be his small spy, you could also act as his weapon.
-And one time, when Megatron got too injured or exhausted to fight, you would suddenly pop out of him. I like to think the Luminaris are capable of downloading their bots’ combat abilities, and the bots could share their physical strength with them. Then Megatron would watch as you decimated his remaining opponents, phase-shifting through their bodies, overcircuiting them, possessing them to fight each other, or using his shared strength to rip them into pieces.
-Then you would just walk back to him, covered in his enemy’s energon, and heal him up while scolding him about picking his fights more wisely.
-You kept bringing surprises, but Megatron wasn't displeased by them. And his followers would learn not to underestimate you or get on your bad side, because now they knew you could destroy them if you wanted, especially when you too were protective of your bot.
a/n: I turned eighteen today. so. There’s nsfw in this. I’d say minors dni, but I was a minor yesterday. I know how it is. just enjoy, I guess. Oh, and I’m writing for the MTMTE version of him.
CW: full on smut, idk if this counts as dub con?? penetration, overloading, etc. idk I’ve never written this before. age gap. tiny bit of violence. painful sex. female/feminine reader.
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-He wasn’t surprised to see your tears as he unlatched your faceplate, ready for the priest to give the word. “You look beautiful.” he murmurs, knowing it’s in vain to calm you down. When you whisper “I do”, his spark aches painfully.
-Neither of you wanted this.
-When the time comes, he places both servos on your faceplate, and kisses you softly, and extremely quickly. You didn’t even have time to close your eyes.
-The room holds your parents, his officers, maybe a couple friends. It’s small. There will be no reception. They congratulate you, your frame still shaking. You are so much younger than him, someone comments.
-Neither of you wanted this.
-Eventually, he picks you up. Bridal style, of course. This is a wedding. Your wedding. He doesn’t speak as he carries you to his chambers.
-He lays you on his berth, not even looking you in the eyes as he lowers his frame over yours, his knees on either side of your hips. He’s so very large, and you have heard so many things about his temper.
-His voice is deep against your audials. “You must bear it. I know you don’t want to do this, but…we have to make this official.”
-You nod, the tears already flowing down your face again. His mouth doesn’t even touch yours, instead trailing hot kisses and nips down your chassis. Just one of his servos can grip practically all around each of your thighs. He massages them, and you swear through your little whimpers you hear his engine purring.
-Digits circling your interface panel, he slowly unclicks it and you gasp softly. “Just close your eyes.” He mumbles, sticking two of his digits in your valve, stretching you out slightly. You shake and shudder, letting out little mewls.
-With another click, his own interface panel opens, revealing an already-pressurised spike. You’re not sure if you can take all of its length.
-“Hold onto me.” At his instruction, you wrap your arms around his neck, squeezing so tight that when he slowly fills you with his length, you leave tiny scratches on his shoulders.
-With a growl, he thrusts, picking up speed with each one. You writhe and moan, arching your back every so often. Transfluid is already leaking out of you, and as he continues to squeeze your hips as he drives into you, you’re overloading sooner than you’d like.
-You throw your head back, your moan drowned out by your own tears.
-“Just a little bit more…” he growls against you. Your valve aches so much, burning with each new assault from his spike. “It’ll be okay.”
-His movements get more erratic, less of a rhythm as he leaves small scratches on the sides of your hips. Eventually, thankfully, the thrusting stops as he shudders, overloading inside you and all over the inside of your thighs. “F-frag..” he pants.
-He lays his head down on your chassis for a moment, both of you breathing hard. He then looks up at you for a moment, his lips in a tight line. With a single digit, he wipes away one of your tears. “It’s over now.”
-You don’t say anything, but slightly adjust your thighs so that everything doesn’t hurt as much. he rolls over, so that he’s no longer next to you.
-The next morning when you wake up, he’s gone, leaving you half-awake in the mess you made together.
-Neither of you wanted this.
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