#tfp raph

[hazbineclipse]

What if Jack, Miko and Raph had to work with 01…

Naturally they are not getting along 😂

[my-own-oracle]

You get mistaken as a family Part 2

Bumblebee 

The diner was a small one, located just outside a little town in the middle of nowhere. It had seemed like the perfect place to stop and grab something to eat. When Bumblebee pulled into the parking spot, he felt something shutter through his systems, a bad feeling settling in his tanks. So, despite the low energon reserves, he switched on his holoform and insisted he go inside with both you and Raph. 

"Hello, dears," the older waitress smiled as the three of you entered. "Just take a seat anywhere, and I'll be right over." The silver-haired woman went back to talking to a young man in the booth. You scanned the small building. You found a booth with a large window and ushered the two boys to the seats. 

Bumblebee made a humming noise as he slid into the seat next to Raph and across from you. 

"It's the perfect seat," Raph replied, pointing out the window, "We can see you and the front doors from here." The scout let out a content hum as he looked out to the open dining room. Though he was in disguise, he was a soldier, and his instincts told him he needed to take stock of his surroundings. Make sure his friends were safe. 

"What do you want, Raph?" You grabbed a menu off the little stand by the window and looked over to the 12-year-old, 

"Can I have a burger and fries?" The boy genius bounced a little in his seat, causing Bumblebee to move in place as well. 

"Sure, buddy, but I'm going to order you some veggies too." 

*

The food ended up tasting better than you could have hoped. You and Raph shared a plate of broccoli, much to the boy's disdain and Bumblebee's delight. The bot laughed at the face his young friend made when the broccoli plate was put down. To remain inconspicuous, he had ordered water, with some help from you. 

He hummed, eyes looking at the leftovers on the plate. 

"No, I don't think we can eat anymore." You pushed around the last few bits on your plate. 

More humming, 

"No, bee, we don't need to take it. I don't want food in your cab." Raph looked between the two of you before he pulled out his phone. 

"We're still a few hours away from our destination. Can we grab some things for the ride?" Raph looked up to Bumblebee, who affectionately ruffled his hair and hummed in approval. Shifting out of the bench, the two began talking about grabbing some bottles of water and goodies from the convenience store across the street. 

"Bee, please don't get messy food." The young bot smiled his human face looking more mischievous as he nodded in acknowledgement, "And don't let him get a soda." You handed a twenty to the pair. "I'll pay the tab and meet you outside." Bumblebee hummed at you over his shoulder and followed Raph out. 

"Thats one sweet family you've got, dearie." You turned to look at the waitress and another older woman at the table next to you. Both had a broad smile on their faces. The waitress continued, "Your little man really takes after his daddy." you froze, eyes a little wide at the comment.

"no-ah-we-" 

The older woman began flapping her hands near her face, "I have to admit you snagged a cutie, even if he's a tad odd." You could tell the comment wasn't meant to be harmful. Still, her insulting Bumblebee didn't sit well with you. 

"What do you mean, odd?" Your voice had a slight edge. 

"Oh, dearie. Alison didn't mean anything by that." The waitress smacked the silver-haired woman's wrist. "She was nosy about his humming, that's all." You shifted to sit taller, still frustrated with Alison's comments. 

"He's in the military. He… lost the ability to speak in a battle." You began fiddling with the fork closest to you. "We met after his accident. There was too much damage done to his vocal cords. We're lucky he can still speak the way he does." 

"Oh, Kathy isn't that just-." Alison placed a hand over her heart, her other lightly touching Kathy's arm. "I really meant no harm; I didn't realize your husband had been through so much." The waitress smiled, stepping closer. 

"So, how old’s your little one?"

"Raph isn't mine." you went to pull out your credit card. 

"Doesn't make him any less of your son, dearie. I saw the way those two looked at you." Kathy began clearing up the used glasses. "A loving husband and adoring step-son is still a perfect family in my book." you didn't know what to say. Was it really worth the trouble trying to explain you and Bumblebee weren't married? "You know what, don't worry about the tab." You looked back up at Kathy, "Lunch is on me, my dear." 

"I couldn't."

"It's the least I can do, that husband of yours gave up his voice in a war, I can cover one lunch."

"Really, I can-"

"Nope, we don't want to hear it." Alison held out her hand, "Now help an old lady up and walk her outside." Kathy walked away, and you went to help the old woman, opening the doors and walking her out. Bumblebee and Raph were heading back, each carrying a plastic sack.

"Now, you kids have a safe trip, you hear?" She turned and pointed to Raph, "Be a good boy and mind your parents." and with her final say, she hobbled to her car. 

Bumblebee hummed, his head tilting to the side and his brows furrowing. looking between you the woman and Raph.

Raph shared his look, "And what did she mean by, 'mind your parents?'" 

You chuckled, shaking your head, "just get in. I'll explain on the road."

[hazbineclipse]

Jack, Miko and Raph meet 01

[my-own-oracle]

Sniper!Miko- All Grown Up

THe Request: “Hi ! I'd you still take requests, could I trouble you for a TFP/TF2 one-shot where Miko is a Sniper and just heard Ratchet trash her job- so she tells him off?”

Sorry, this took so long. But I'm back with a new computer and a lightened course load for the summer. I don't know a lot about TF2 the game. So I kind of just aged up to the kids and went with what felt right. 

When you involve a childlike Miko in a war spanning across millions of years and more than one galaxy, it's going to romanticize war just a bit. The reality of war only set in when Miko herself had enlisted years after her time with team prime had ended. As wild and courageous she was in her youth, she matured. She became a more focused individual, eventually finding herself planted in a sniper's nest. 

Team Prime still used the military hanger when they made visits, so Miko got to see Bulkhead every few years. 

It was the 10th anniversary since Cybertron had been restored. In light of this Miko, Ralph, and Jack were waiting in the hanger eagerly awaiting the return of the Titans from their youth. 

    “You going to tell them about your recent medal of honor?” Jack asked Miko as he checked his laptop.

    “Of course, you going to tell Arcee about your new record?” She punched the racer against the shoulder. The three adults reminisced on the recent year as the space bridge activated, and their old guardians stepped through along with Ratchet and Wheeljack. Pleasantries were exchanged, and the stories began to flow. Raph telling of his scientific endeavors, Bee talking about the NAILS slow return to Cybertron space and the planet itself, Bulk and Wheeljack spoke about the destruction and rebuilding that was occurring. 

    “You know Bulk, I’ve been given a few medals for my work.” Miko stood proud lining up an imaginary sniper rifle to a target. “Most in competitions, but I did get one for my work with Uncle Sam.”

    “Yes, Yes, Miko, were all proud you can sit still for more than five minutes.” Ratchet chuckled responding to the woman's eager tone. “But if we’re being honest I’m surprised about the once excitable danger seeking child you were growing into someone who chose a profession where you hide almost a mile away from ground zero and watch through a scope.” 

    Miko froze, the fire that was once in her young eyes ignited. With the courage only Miko could possess the woman marched up to the medical bot slamming her fist against this pedes. “I may not be a huge metal robot, and I may not be in the thick of fights anymore. But what I do matters Ratchet. Some people are alive because I learned how to wait because I grew into a person who can take a shot and a life if necessary, to save another.” Ratchet had the decency to look slightly ashamed as her tirade went on.  “So maybe I don't fight warlords, or rip someone's guts out, but don't imply that what I do isn't brave or necessary.” Her arms where wide; feet firmly planted in a stance for her to take on the world. “I’ve learned I don't need to make people proud with my work, my own parents are disgusted with my profession, but I’ll kindly ask you to keep your worthless opinion about me to yourself.” 

“Hey. Sunshine, we are proud of you,” Wheeljack spoke up as Miko paused to take a breath. “Maybe your not a wrecker anymore, but the fire in your spark it as strong as ever.” Miko smiled as the older Autobot complimented her. After a deep breath, she returned to Bulkhead, climbing on to the large bots upper legs. 

“Jackie’s right, and we’ll always be proud of you. As long as you're doing what you feel is right.” The sounds of boot camp soldiers marching back to there stations filled the air for a few clicks.

    “My apologies, Miko, I didn't mean that negatively, I was only trying to say-well, you three have grown tremendously in the times we are all apart.” Ratchet gestured to the three ‘children’ he had once spent much time with. “You have grown and changed in ways I could have never foreseen, and though we are not your creators nor your guardians anymore, we couldn't be prouder of your accomplishments.”

[elfmoon3]

Represent (TFP/RID fanfiction)

Summary: Meagan has to explain to the world that the Cybertronians on Earth are real after their cover was blown.

Pairings: Arcee x Knockout

Location: Outside of Crown City's city hall.

The world news was casting this historical event as the mayor of Crown City stepped up to the podium. "As mayor of Crown City, I hereby agree with the United Nations that theses Cybertronians are welcome here. But why not give the floor to their representative? Meagan Walker." He spoke as Meagan took the stage. "Thank you, mister mayor. When I first came to this area, I never would have found anything as amazing as the Cybertronians. They have been on our planet since their planet was destroyed by a civil war between two factions, the heroic Autobots and the villainous Decepticons. But after some time on our planet's surface, they found a way to revive and replenish their planet. Now they have returned, and the Autobots will protect both Earth and Cybertron as they share something." Meagan explained to the crowd, then Optimus Prime who was representing Cybertron looked at her and nodded as she continued. "I understand that some of ya'll are confused and possibly afraid, but Autobots like Optimus Prime are protectors, heroes even. And there are some Decepticons that are still at large. While others are searching for redemption from the Autobots. So if you see an aircraft, vehicle, or any mobile vessel transformed into a robot. Be kind and accept them. Thank You." She said as she ended her speech as the crowd clapped.

On the way back to the scrapyard, Meagan was in Optimus's passenger seat looking out the window. "Meagan, you seemed troubled." Optimus said in worry. "Sorry to worry you Optimus, it's just that I gave a speech about an intergalactic race being on Earth. No one gets a chance to do that in their life." Meagan said as she is also worried about something else. "There's also the pressure of being a representative for you guys too." She added as she was in thought. "I understand." He said as they got a comlink call from Knockout. "Prime, we got a strange guy who is looking for Meagan. He's also very rude." Knockout said through the comlink. "We'll be right there soon, Knockout." Optimus said as they were almost there.

Later Meagan and Optimus returned to the scrapyard and Meagan's worries disappeared as she saw a familiar rugged face. "Chris!!" Meagan squealed as she got out of Optimus to hug the bearded man. "G'day to you too, kiddo." He spoke in an Australian accent as he hugged her back. "Guys, this is my mentor, Chris, he taught me how to swordfight." Meagan said introducing him to the team. "Swordfight? Like as in an actual sword?" Raph asked as Miko looked with amazement. "Meagan, you own a sword?!!" She asked as she thought it was cool. "I do. But I have to summon it." Meagan answered as her hand glowed red and a sword magically appeared. "Back when she was 13, she used wooden swords for practice, which was before she became an agent of The Unknown Agency." Chris explained as Meagan dismissed her weapon. "Ok, but how can she summon a sword? Does this have to do with her being a mutant vampire?" Miko asked as she had more questions. "I taught her how to do that. Weapon summoning is a revenant thing that even a vampire can learn." Chris answered as the others looked at him with confusion. "What exactly is a revenant?" Russell asked, Meagan sighs as she should explain it better than Chris. "A revenant is a type of undead human that seeks violence and revenge. But, Chris has given all that up as a demon hunter." She explained as she remembered him being this psycho who enjoyed the slightest bit of bloodshed. "And you hung out with him since you were 13?" Denny asked as he couldn't imagine how traumatized that must've been for a 13-year-old. "Hey, I wasn't hurt or killed by him. Besides, he may not have been the best role model, but he's like a second father to me." Meagan explained.

Shadow Mist stared at how close Meagan was to Chris, she then looked at Arcee hoping that she could teach her something cool someday. "Everything alright, Shadow Mist? You've been staring at my lover with amazement." Knockout asked as the young femme looked at him. "I was thinking about how cool a mentor Arcee would be." She said as Knockout chuckled. "If you want her to teach you combat skills, just ask her. I'm sure she wouldn't mind." The red Aston said as he walked away. Shadow Mist took his words to spark as she waited for the right moment and time to ask Arcee to be her mentor.

To be continued...

[thatturtleleon]

Little ramble about Ratchet and Raf:

One of my hcs for Raf is that he has sensory issues and wears earphones/headphones (mostly me projecting lol but i've seen other people hc this too)

I also hc that Ratchet (along with the other bots too) has PTSD or something similar, due to being in a war for so long

So I feel like they both share a dislike of loud noises

And although it may be for different reasons, they each understand how triggering/upsetting they can be, and help one another when they need it

Y'know the scraping metal sound that happens when the bots slide/skid across a metal surface? Yeah Raf does NOT enjoy that sound

It mainly only happens when there's fighting/a battle so it doesn't happen that often, but sometimes when Bulkhead and the others are wrestling or playing one of their Cybertronian sports games, the sound of the metal screeching as they play can be pretty loud

Ratchet doesn't care about the noise because 1, he's used to it, and 2, it's mainly loud booming noises that cause him to jump or panic

He notices Raf's uneasiness and tells the others to quiet down.

(More like he yells at them not to wrestle near all his equipment and that they're being too damn loud)

and after a couple "I needed that!" 's from ratchet, they get the memo and go do a quieter activity

Raf looks much more comfortable after that

Now, when Ratchet has an issue with a loud noise, I think it'd be different than Raf having an issue

Ratchet's older, wiser, old man who doesn't want to be a burden-er etc. so he is a little more skilled at hiding when something like this is bothering him

Raf is very observant though, he took notice of how Ratchet ever so slightly jumped and/or froze when an especially large thunder crack happened, or how he didn't talk as much during the fourth of July (fireworks)

Raf is also very smart, he knew that if he straight up confronted Ratchet about it, he would wave it off as nothing and not want to concern the human

So, whenever there's a big thunderstorm, fireworks, etc. Raf just somehow suddenly has a million questions for Ratchet

*crackling of thunder outside*

"Hey Ratchet? What's the Cybertronian alphabet like? Are there multiple languages or just that one?"

Cue Ratchet basically forgetting about the loud noise and answering all of Raf's questions in great detail, thankful for a distraction

Overall, these two are more similar than they think and they help each other out like family

[soulofwoods-blog]

Now let’s play “Run for your lives” game. Yay~

[soulofwoods-blog]

C’mon, you suspect him too, guys.