Two friends waking up as cogless versions of Termagax and Terminus in the Transformers One universe, after dying being shot. They both lay low working as miners before meeting D-16. Then decide to become mentors/parental figures in order to change his fate. Because there has to be at least one timeline where D-16 doesnt go rogue with rage, right?
Bonus points if the duo were criminals in another life and taught D-16 how to pick locks, smuggle objects from other bots, or being persuasive while lying/covering tracks. Extra points if they both make D-16 doubt about Sentinel’s reign while being subtle about it. Also give D-16, IDW Megatron’s passion for writing.
(Yes, this technically counts as a reader insert?? Maybe not, maybe yes.)
Personal headcanon: It goes without saying that the clones would make excellent fathers, or at least father figures. Sure, they weren’t exactly raised by loving parental figures, so they would be a little unsure of how to display their affection. But you know in your soul that they would do anything and everything in their power to make sure their children never go through the same hardships they did.
Hello! Can I request Jing Yuan and Himeko (if you take requests for her) with a teen!reader that slipped up and accidentally called them mom/dad? You can add some other characters if you want to but those were the 2 I thought of
Between Mentorship and Family
Tags: Jing Yuan x Reader, Himeko x Reader, Teen!Reader, Mentorship, Found Family, Slip of the Tongue, Parental Figures, Light Humor, Emotional Comfort, Platonic Relationships, Apologies.
A/N: HIMEEEEKOOOO!!! 🏃♀️🗣️🔥🤭🥰❤️
[Aventurine ver] | Part 3
The quiet hum of the Luofu’s command center was a comforting backdrop as you worked diligently, reviewing reports Jing Yuan had assigned you. His eyes observed from his chair, where he sat with his typical relaxed posture, his fingers idly petting the tassel of the scroll at his side.
Jing Yuan had always been a figure of strength and wisdom in your life. His calm demeanor, strategic mind, and rare flashes of humor made him feel more like a guiding figure than just a leader. It was only natural you looked up to him, even more so when he took you under his wing as an apprentice among the Cloud Knights.
"How are the reports coming along?" Jing Yuan’s voice broke through your thoughts, deep and soothing, as he leaned forward with a smile.
"I-I'm almost done, sir," you stammered, nerves getting the better of you under his gaze.
“Good, good,” he said with a chuckle. “No need to rush. Take your time; careful analysis is better than speed.”
His words felt like a fatherly reassurance, and without thinking, you blurted out, “Thanks, Dad—I mean, General! Sir!” You froze, the slip sending your cheeks ablaze.
Jing Yuan paused, his sharp eyes widening in surprise before a deep laugh rumbled from his chest. “Dad, you say? I must admit, that’s a first.” He leaned back in his chair, clearly amused.
“I-I didn’t mean it! It just slipped out!” You waved your hands, flustered beyond belief.
He raised a hand to calm you. “Relax, little one. I find it endearing. I suppose after all the lessons and guidance, I’ve earned a bit of that sentiment, haven’t I?”
You nodded hesitantly, still embarrassed. Jing Yuan stood and approached, placing a steady hand on your shoulder. “I don’t mind being seen that way by someone as promising as you. But remember, as much as I’ll guide you, I also expect you to grow into your own. The Cloud Knights need more than just my shadow.”
His words settled your nerves, and you managed a small smile. “Thank you, sir. I mean… Dad?”
Jing Yuan chuckled again, his golden eyes warm. “Just don’t let the others hear you call me that. They might get ideas.”
[Header credits]
The Astral Express hummed softly as it hurtled through the cosmos, the stars outside the window painting a canvas of endless wonder. Himeko stood at the control panel, her usual calm poise radiating warmth and reassurance. You were seated nearby, pretending to work on a maintenance task but mostly stealing glances at her.
Himeko had always been a source of inspiration for you—her elegance, intelligence, and unyielding kindness made her feel like more than just a mentor. She was the heart of the Express, and sometimes, she felt like the heart of your small, scattered family aboard.
“Need help with that?” she asked, catching your distracted state.
“N-no, I’ve got it!” you replied quickly, fumbling with the tools in your hands. You felt her presence as she approached, her hair catching the light as she leaned closer to inspect your work.
“You’re doing great,” she said, her voice gentle. “Just be patient with yourself. Growth takes time.”
“Thanks, Mom,” you said instinctively before freezing, your eyes going wide. “Wait, I didn’t mean—oh no, I—”
Himeko blinked in surprise, then let out a soft laugh that echoed like a melody. “Mom, hmm? That’s a first for me,” she teased, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
“I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to—it just slipped out!” you stammered, utterly mortified.
She knelt down beside you, resting a hand on your shoulder. “Hey, it’s okay. If anything, I’m flattered. It’s not every day I get to be called that.”
You glanced at her, hesitant. “Really?”
“Really,” she said warmly. “If thinking of me as a mother figure helps you feel more at home here, then I don’t mind at all. The Astral Express is more than just a ship—it’s a family. And families look out for each other.”
Her words soothed your embarrassment, and you managed a small smile. “Thanks, Himeko… Mom?”
She grinned. “I could get used to that. Just don’t let March or the others hear that; they might get jealous.”
You both laughed, the moment easing into a newfound sense of comfort and belonging aboard the Express.
I'm also going to post his first designs like I did with the other parental figures boys had while they were sepreated.
Donald had a lot of desings, and also, I wanted to mention that I didn't really know how to draw his beak at first, but somehow I did it ☆
I wanted to give him long hair (feathers) at first, but it didn't look good. At least I didn't like it, so I shortened them, but he did have longer hair (feathers) in the past
(Fun fact hair in my story says a lot about a person. If a character goes from long hair to short, it can mean they are healing and trying to get better, just like that trend that the hair hold memories or just bc they wanted to change how they look, which in donald case means he's healing after the lost of his sister and sepreation between him and the kids and the feeling of a total failure)
