Oh this is nerve wrecking to be doin for the first time, Hi I came here to ask you if you have anything with Prima prime? He is one of my favorites but I'm so suprised (and honestly quite deprived) at the HUGE lack of content of him, if not that's fine also!
Hope you doing well! :)
Sure! I’m making another pink Megs, apparently. They must all be pink
Ready or Not
Prima Prime x Reader
• Everyone loves him. It’s a gift really. Always able to charm and diffuse tense situations. So why does Megatronus’s adorable little ward seem to hate him? Avoiding him and refusing to let him touch them, clinging to their protector like they think he’s a threat. The fact that they seem determined to keep him at a distance just makes it more frustrating. They’re so tiny and fragile looking. Their features strangely Cybertronian. Why don’t they love him?
• And they won’t let him near. Do they really think he’d hurt them? Just wants to hold them in his hands. Fuss over them. Maybe drape them in his colors. Something bright and happy. While he’s happy for his brother because Megatronus does seem more at ease now with the human, he’s not used to being disliked. Doesn’t like the feeling at all. It brings the chaos inside him closer to the surface. Everything he’s not allowed to feel right there.
• Moving restlessly through the night, he vents softly. Trying to ignore the lonely ache and the exhausting demands of being perfect, he smiles ruefully. Always has to be the shining beacon his people can look to, unable to hide in the shadows. Always out front. A symbol. Infallible. Unfaltering. What would they do if they knew the truth? Knew about the insecurities just under the surface? Audials flicking, he wonders if that’s why the human frustrates him so much. It’s like they see past the facade to the fears underneath and he hates it. Like he sometimes hates Megatronus for being so much freer than he is. For not having to carry the weight of everyone’s expectations. What would that be like? To do what he wants without having to skulk around at night? To be allowed to just be?
• Dry heaving as your brain tries to untangle what just happened, you’re on your hands and knees as you shudder. That mad animal panic ebbing to leave only the pain. If someone was to turn you inside out, you’re not sure that it would have hurt worse than whatever just happened. Staring at the dark puddle your hand is splayed in, you push up slightly when you just want to curl into a ball of misery. Head lifting, you stare as an impossible, moving ribbon of road snakes across the sky while buildings tower over you. Some of them stretching down from the sky. Are you dead? Did you just die? Hearing a noise, a scuff, your head turns and you stare at the giant.
• Going still as he catches movement, he looks down and there’s another one. A tiny organic staggering to its feet, mouth open. “Hello, sweetspark,” he coaxes, crouching down so he’s not looming so much. Smiling encouragingly, he reaches for you and you just go alarmingly boneless and collapse. “Oh dear,” he murmurs, trying to figure out how to pick you up without hurting you. Gingerly plucking at the leg of your covering, he’s tempted to use his datapad to try to rake you into his hand, but you look unsettlingly fragile.
Hello! Prints are finally available at last! Thank you so much to everyone who responded to the interest check.
They’re up in my shop now! All shares and words are greatly appreciated. This is my first time sending out anything like this, and it means the world to me. Again, honestly beyond words, thank you :)
okok immediately after watching tfone and looking at tumblr I got hooked on the idea that the primes can speak to Optimus through the matrix and im looking at humanformers at the moment so bam they human
these are half assed because it’s sunday I have school tomorrow and im in pain but I’ll do some more on this hc later
these ones are inspired by @peace-hunter whose art is actually incredible :)
and yes most of them are sparks I do not have the energy to whip up human designs for all of them right now
ive got some more ideas but it’s like 11:30 and im going to bed
I think Prima (specifically TfOne Prima, because i'm biased toward the wings on his helm) would be such a gentle lover
Like i think he'd make premium boyfriend material, the polar opposite of toxic masculinity type of deal, and if given the chance i'd suck his spike dry
EDIT: These are now in the process of production! To everyone who left a note of interest, I cannot thank you enough. Please stay tuned for updates :)
After years of (rather hesitant) consideration and several requests, I have decided to consider opening a shop making Transformers foil prints available, depending on general interest. Truthfully I don’t anticipate there being quite enough to release these, but because I’ve been asked on multiple occasions, I will give it a try. If you are interested or know anyone who would be, please leave a note/comment if possible and any suggestions/requests you have (or just to boost interaction, which is very much appreciated!). This piece alongside several others would be put up as purchasable prints on 150+ gsm heavy cardstock with shiny foiled accents.
I do my best to read every single comment and repost tag; your kind words are what have brought me this far. I don’t speak directly very often here, but no matter the outcome, I wanted to take this chance to say thank you so much for your continuous support over the years!
I am so incredibly self sabotaging and self destructive that it negatively effects all of my relationships and I just can't stop. I hate it. I don't know why I can't just be normal. I have no one, and its my fault.
It’s not just you, a lot of people have the same problem and it could be a vulnerability issue. Especially if the relationships you’re exposed to growing up weren’t exactly healthy. Parents that fight, were abusive, or were just absentee. It can make it really hard to trust others enough to not try to self sabotage relationships because you expect that betrayal or to be abandoned or hurt. And it’s hard to really try when that little voice in the back of your head insists that it’s not going to work out or that you don’t deserve to be happy. You do, though. You just need to meet someone patient enough to realize you need time. That they have to earn your trust
What If-Shared
TFO Prima x Reader x Megatronus
• “Hello, little spark.” Head groggily lifting, you feel Prima’s servo brush down your spine in a barely there touch and even mass displaced, the prime dwarfs you as he smiles down at you. “Did you recharge well?” And that gentle touch, that kind, adoring smile makes your chest ache. Makes you feel almost panicky because you don’t trust it at all. He’s nothing but soft and sweet to you, but a part of you that you hate whispers that once he and Megatronus have what they want, they’ll lose interest in you. ‘Humans don’t recharge. We sleep,’ You mutter hearing how harsh the words sound as you push up out of your nest of blankets and stalk over to your mini wash rack. Hating yourself for being mean to him, trying to keep him distant. To protect yourself.
• Watching you walk away, Prima vents softly and Megatronus offers him an energon cube. “They hate me,” he says, reluctantly taking the cube. ‘Give them time,’ Megatronus murmurs, lifting his mask to eat a cube and Prima can’t help but stare at the glimpse of the other mech’s jaw and lips. Knows the others call him beautiful, but the harsh lines of Megatronus’s face have always drawn him in. Especially since those glimpses are rare.
• Watching Prima clear his vents softly, his optics drifting over to your wash rack, Megatronus wonders if part of Prima’s obsession with winning you over is because no one’s ever not just loved him on sight. It must be driving him crazy. He just expects everyone to adore him because they always have and your resistance is new to him. A challenge. “You know I care about them. That I won’t see them hurt or used,” Megatronus finally says and Prima’s optics widen slightly. As if the thought of using you and abandoning you had never occurred to him and some of Megatronus’s tension eases. He’s been watching over you so long that it’s hard to trust you to anyone else. Even Prima. Even knowing deep down Prima wouldn’t intentionally hurt you.
• Stripping and stepping under the warm spray, you want to cry. Why did you snap at him? He was just being nice and you know it, but people being nice always makes you defensive. Suspicious of their motives. Megatronus took care of you even when he couldn’t understand you, was so patient with you that you want to trust him, but even then it’s hard. Scrubbing at your eyes with an arm, you wonder what’s wrong with you. Why you can’t do this. Couldn’t with other humans and now you’re doing the same thing with them. Trying to protect yourself, afraid to trust. Wanting to, though.
• ‘I wouldn’t hurt them,’ Prima says, chin lifting because it stings that Megatronus assumes that he’s only interested in the challenge you pose. Likes you. The you he’s seen glimpses of when you let down your guard with Megatronus. Smiling without that wary light in your eyes. Knows you don’t him that well yet, but he’s trying. Trying so hard. Rumbling softly, Megatronus meets his optics. “Give them time,” he says again and Prima reluctantly nods. Just wants you to smile at him like you do Megatronus. To be happy to see him instead of guarded, but you’re worth a little patience.
I let my coworkers coerce me into getting permanent jewelry at the office holiday party last night. Yay, stuff welded shut on me that I have to cut off to remove 🤣
Also, better pics of the pins. I love shiny pins if you can’t tell.
