#transformers mechpreg

[folkhundr]

The mission that took you off the field

[cozzzynook]

Ok, what about a short fanfic TFA Blitzbee

Both Bee and Blitz have leave their them after they found out that Bee’s preg. They hide and liv in something like a house. Maybe there are some few problems but they still live a happy life.

Bee would be isolating himself from his team the moment he feels something is off within his spark and inside his tanks.

he runs a self diagnostic and sees that a foreign presence is detected, one not hostile and in need of nutrients.

He is no idiot contrary to his actions performance.

He immediately understands what this means and urgently claws open his chassis to see a sparkline connected to his own spark and around his spinal cording to the amnio cord of his gestation tank that glows brightly with the sign of new life.

Bee is.... immediately crying and panicking to himself which Blitzing feels through their shared conjunx bond.

Silence is what Bee gives Blitzwing.

He doesn't want to worry or endanger his love with the exposing proof of their illegal and intimate actions. Sudden death would be what both are granted and neither wants that for the other. Bee wore spark baffles for a reason, spike wraps simply broke from the amount of transfluid Blitzwing pumped out, so this was their only option. But It seems even this option wasn't good enough.

Bee sneaks out one night, at the beginning of Prowl and Optimus's patrol. He slips into the thicket of the forest where he walks, transforming is not an option as it already hurts him to try using his t-cog, towards the Detroit river so he can slip into Omega Supreme and use an escape pod to find a neutral planet away from Earth and Cybertron.

Of course his plans are interrupted by an angry, scared,, confused and terrified Blitzwing who rushes at Bee. yanking him chassis to chassis before searching his frame and seeing the exhaustion on his being, the terror and marks of coolant on his optics and face plate, with the signs of starvation on his tanks and cheeks because the sparkling was taking so much already.

Bee wasn't consuming enough fuel because he couldn't chance raising suspicions nor could he handle the reflux of not having the energon their sparkling craved.

Bee looked like a starved and exhausted carrier through and through already, it made him wonder how far along he was and if the sparkling would split or was just a war frame. With the way his tanks had already began to swell he assumed and hoped they were just a war frame and judging by Blitzwing's lack of yelling and his optics glued to his tanks like a metro deer in chassis lights, he was becoming aware of their literal growing problem too.

"Mien primus...are jou... are ve sparked?"

bumblebee blames leaking coolant on his hormones and the fact if they're caught its both their helms.

"you weren't supposed to know...let me go blitzing."

"Let you go?!"

Blitzwing never did take kindly to Bee putting distance to them on a regular basis. But when for such an important and prominent moment such as their sparkling?

Bumblebee didn't know the cold side to his love could yell and turn red all on his own.

Seems after that night, with all the fussing, crying later denied by his Blitzwing of course, and new curse words that the German seeker taught him, they were both on their way to a neutral planet.

One that was cyberganic from the looks of it.

And a place that Sari could apparently breathe in since she decided to see what was wrong with her friend and snuck aboard not Bumblebee no. Snuck onto Blitzwing of all Mecha and stowed away on him until they came halfway to the new planet where she accidentally revealed herself because she had to pee really really badly and leapt out of his cockpit. The very same cockpit he had no idea was being used.

"Sari! You don't understand! You shouldn't have come! it's too dangerous for you! You're a sparkling! You need to be safe on your planet! With the others! Not with me! I can't keep you safe! Bitty I can't keep you safe!"

Bumblebee has a processor melt down because now Sari was stuck with them so far away from home and her dad and their friends. She was in danger now that she was with an ex-con and ex-autobot. He's gently hugging her while leaking coolant and it is Blitzwing who calmly tells her that she should've used her half processor.

"We will not be returning to Earth, we cannot. Megatron is there and any cross fraternization will be executed, We are in a...precious predicament. Your being here has added to the situation, not for the best. I should offline you for causing such stress to my conjunx but doing so would upset to great lengths I will not entertain. So now we're stuck with another bitty to feed."

Sari, to her credit, was not taken fully by surprise. As a child she cannot grasp the multiple horrors, worries and fears they do, but she is by no means completely blindsided to what is going on.

"I knew something was wrong Bee, but I was just hoping I could help. I sensed it, the key, before I left it with Ratchet, it knew, it told me. So I had to come, I had to make sure you were okay! I know I should've stayed with the others but I couldn't leave you alone!"

seeing her leak from what humans called eyes did sting a tad bit in Blitzwing's spark but just a tad. He told himself this was not the beginning of him caring for an organic but the sight of his Bumblebee treating her as if she were his very own sparkling made his face plates switch to red and he sighed angrily to himself.

"Great, the first sparkling we have is this hybrid," he grumbles this to himself but carrier audials hear everything a glare from his Hummel is enough to shut him up.

'This is going to be a long carriage,' he groused to himself.

Though it wasn't at all in any of their plans, none of this was really but Sari and Blitzwing coming along was something Bee really did not account for, they made things work a lot better than what one expects.

With Blitzwing's help, Sari made a personal transmission to her dad telling him she was safe but wasn't coming back. They both cried and her dad made her promise to be safe and talk to him whenever she was able to get the chance again. Bumblebee apologized for not noticing Sari was with them to which Issac did not reprimand him, he only asked that Bumblebee promise to keep her safe.

Bumblebee leaked coolant at the request which struck Issac to the core with surprise and worry. Blitzwing did his best not to reveal himself, Bee could only nod and reach for Sari. He let out a crooning noise carriers were known to make in times of needing comfort and seeking to give comfort.

Issac thought it was completely strange and out of place but seeing Sari's eyes glow and her head swivel to immediately turn and reach for Bumblebee and be picked up and cuddled, something his daughter has never done or requested, made his brain fizzle out.

"Dad..if they ask, we're safe and on a neutral planet, okay? We're safe," Sari mumbled. She'd fallen asleep so easily it was scary and that is when Bee looked to Issac.

"She answered a carrier's call...Sari isn't human is she?"

and after some time, Issac sumdac finally admitted, "No she's not," he finally told Bumblebee and unknowingly Blitzwing, explaining how she was a sparkling in a pod that looked underdeveloped until he touched her. She then transformed to half organic half cybertronian.

Blitzwing had a feeling he knew just who she came from but knowing his former master, she was better off with them. It was something he would tell his Hummel after the call ended. For now, the scientist and his conjunx said their final partings and ended the call.

"Hummel," he lifted Bee into his arms and carried him from the back room to their berth where he curled around his Hummel and the unfortunate human they brought along with them, he brought along, unknowingly.

"Later stormy...please?"

He nods, spark fluttering to the past, both of them in their original frames before war separated and changed them. Kissing his humbles helm, they both drift off into slumber, as the ship takes them to a distant planet.

The first planet they go to Sari and Bumblebee are both hidden in the ship for. They stay within their room as Blitzwing refuels and gets supplies and decides they are not far away enough from autobot or deception territory.

It is then Bumblebee tells Sari she isn't fully human and that she was half cybertronian. She doesn't want to believe Bumblebee but deep down she knows he's not lying to her. All the proof she needs is given when not only does Bumblebee sound a carrier's call, she instinctively gives back a sparkling call and her optics glow reddish-orange. She's running into his arms before she knows it and when she comes back to herself she cries. She's scared and doesn't fully understand and needs comfort so Bumblebee gives it to her.

By the time Blitzwing returns they're recharging with the berth in a corner and Bee is shielding her and their sparkling from the world.

He sighs because while he wants to hate this creature he can't bring himself to.

He makes sure to scan her vitals and uses a cloth to cover her. The first of many sire acts he does for her.

The second planet they visit Bee gives Sari a gentle carrier command. Do not leave my sparkling pact, his is in the middle between his chassis and tanks, and do not make a sound.

Blitzwing does all the talking while Bee tries not to purge from all the scents surrounding them.

They leave the second planet quickly and Sari while not liking the carrier's command, understands the danger when Blitzwing begins to explain but Bee elbow checks him and takes over.

It's not until their fifth planet is Sari allowed to run out the ship, within grabbing distance, and touch the cyber grass that feels s different yet so natural to her,

A home made from cyberbark and volcanic rock stands before her and she looks back to Bee who smiles and nods to her. She's running straight to the place ready to explore as Bumblebee and Blitzwing walk to their old home.

It's dusty and needs a fresh cleaning, but the place is still strong and stable as ever.

Here they can raise both unplanned sparklings in safety and here they can start a new beginning.

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I didn't plan for this to be this long or go this direction but I was enjoying writing.

Also, I hope you like this story.

[transformersrarepairprompts]

Any chance you have some crazy plots for carrier predaking, sire Optimus?

If not no problem and thank you for all the other lovely ideas (from your other posts)

Predacons carry and birth their young on any of Cybertron’s many, many moons, eventually going back to the planets surface once their young can successfully hunt. This is normally done alone. Predaking brings Optimus Prime along with him.

Fun culture clashes while raising your child, such as: cannibalism!

Optimus gets to deal with a Predaking preparing for birth, which involves making digging out an entire cave, making a nest of things he probably shouldn’t have, and the fact Predaking sees Optimus as both a lover and a meal. Luckily he’s dodged every assassination attempt so far, and has been assured this behavior will stop once the sparkling is out. At least Predaking still explicitly loves him.

[story-weavr]

I feel like Megatron x Kiloton doesn’t get enough love.

Like a lot of the MegaOp fanfics could have Kilo easily replace Optimus.

For example, keep Optimus as the boyish youth who faced up against the older Megatron and grew to become the supreme leader of the Autobots, at times dignified and heroic and other times the laidback almost father like playful figure that can be approached for both wisdom and fun.

Kiloton, meanwhile, was with Megatron when he first became an athlete in the Gladiator rings. Not only did he help him grow his athletic career, but also developed Megatron’s Decepticon philosophy.

Kiloton originally worked as an assistant maintenance medic (sports focused medic). He was more a scholar type but he greatly admired gladiators, who combined both brawn and intellect in battle, like the warriors of old in war mech stories and histories. The young Megatron, despite his lack of experience, had the potential to be the greatest. Kilo was the first to recognize it and immediately attached to him, only wanting to see this mech reach his full glorious potential.

Love hadn’t been the goal, but it developed between them both. For Megatron, Kilo was the first to believe in him outside of his family unit. And he not only stuck with him through successes and defeats, Kiloton genuinely helped him grow and rise. Kilo also listened to Megatron’s grander ambitions, still ephemeral. He didnt scoff or treat it as fantasies that while good would never see the light of day. Kilo actively helped him bring it to fruition.

And Kilo adored the strong and strategic warrior who had the makings of a true leader. Who had a caring heart for his fellows and was assertive enough to do something about it.

(Side note: Kiloton’s backstory needs more fleshing out, like a real person instead of a mere support prop.

Also, perhaps Kiloton and Megatron were the names they took as part of their Conjuxing. Like a tradition where the couple took similar sounding or names that shared a character or syllable.)

Only Megatron started going down a more brutal path. He became less interested in establishing peace between the different polities and races, and more interested in establishing himself and the Decepticons as the dominant power.

Kiloton was feeling doubts, especially regarding the direction Megatron took the concept of meritocracy. One in which internal competition was allowed to an extreme degree, allowing for not one political group to have domination within the Decepticons besides Megatron’s own standing. One that he himself maintains. Kilo was the only one Megatron could completely trust as even his most loyal subordinates had their own agendas.

Kiloton’s place as Megatron’s most trusted advisor made him a thorn in the eyes for others - and an opportunity for the most crafty.

Indeed, Starscream had crafted a most ingenious plan - one involving Kiloton going to negotiate a surrender from a rival group, only to end up killed. Starscream would then bravely retrieve his body to present to a heartbroken and enraged Megatron, successfully upping his rank within the forces.

What the prince of Vos did not foresee, what his spy around Kiloton reported, was something that Kiloton was trying very hard to hide: Kiloton was carrying.

Starscream was many things, but he had a slight flaw that he was rather unwilling to make public: he had a soft spot for sparklings. And considering the current rapid decrease in offspring due to the civil unrest creating an environment where mecha won’t enter a receptive period necessary for carriage, it is a BIG DEAL.

So Starscream did the only thing he could that would preserve his shot of getting up the ranks: he approached Kiloton. Using the other’s suppressed doubts that he had only voiced to Megatron and a trusted confidante (that Starscream’s spy made sure to overhear and report), Starscream managed to persuade Kiloton to fake his death and go somewhere far from the escalating situation so that he can safely deliver and raise the child in safety and anonymity.

Starscream even threw in a promise of having Megatron’s back (with every intention of breaking this promise should Megatron get in the way of Starscream’s rise to power).

Kiloton agreed. And by combining both of their intelligence, came up with the perfect plan (quite frankly Starscream was a little relieved Kilo was going into “retirement”. Otherwise he would never get the drop on Megatron.)

The plan succeeds, and a young work mech named “Range” fled with others off-planet. Meanwhile, a heartbroken Megatron descended further into darkness and tyranny. (In the years that followed, after Starscream became the official second in command & in closer reach of Megatron’s fists, the Seeker commander would half-wish Kiloton was there to calm that crazy fragger and get that thuggish brute to see reason! The warlord is vastly intelligent, but somehow his IQ goes down the drain when it comes to one-upping his greatest rival, Optimus Prime!)

For some time, under his pseudonym Range, Kiloton would live on a colony planet, deep within seclusion. He had enough medical skills both from his previous profession and taught by his closest friend Glit. One day, after the Cybertronian Civil War had officially started, a vessel crashed into the are around Range’s small farm. It was a small vessel, but what made the carrying mech pause was the insignia on it: the Autobot symbol.

Still, the mech was tired of death and fighting. So he helped the Autobot. Unfortunately, it turned out to be one of the legendary Autobot commanders, second only to The Supreme Commander, Optimus Prime himself. Each one led their own Autobot army and acted with independence from their leader. Each one also wielded an artifact that had only been known by legend for eons, bringing the mystical to reality.

And this particular commander was well-known for wandering around on his own and seemingly always lands exactly where Justice is needed: Star Saber

When the other finally awakens, Kiloton is not met by a stoic and noble warrior similar to the Primes of old.

Instead a bright, optimistic soul cheerfully greets and thanks him and does his utmost to befriend his rescuer. Kiloton finds out the other was actually called Wing Saber. The artifact was called Star Saber but the commander was often called by that due to the fact his artifact was so famous and that it was like he and the legendary sword were one.

Honestly, Saber was refreshing mech who somehow keeps a firm hold on his ideals despite the horrors he faced. “Range” couldn’t help but feel closer to the mech, especially when the two discovered that the other was well-versed in the old legends and histories of their people.

Their friendship grew to the point that Saber actually invited him to join the Autobots.

That opened quite the can of scraplets. Saber was rather sympathetic and reassured Kilo that he wasn’t the only former Decepticon who left due to no longer agreeing with their philosophy. Kiloton was still hesitant.

After a certain incident involving some less than ideal houseguests, Kiloton joined Saber’s Autobots.

Under the identity of Wayfinder, he traveled to different Autobot bases, offering both military consulting and negotiation mediation. While traveling, he’d often find himself in situations where a friendly hand, quick thinking, and sometimes a quicker draw are needed.

Back at base, Kindle was growing well with his friends. The moments with his calm and loving carrier were always special though.

When Kindle took the name Hot Spot, Wayfinder looked so proud.

… But then he found out the Protectobots were needed on Earth aka Area 0, where the Autobots under Optimus Prime keep Megatron occupied and separated from his other forces.

Wayfinder suddenly glitching scared the spark out of everyone present. When he finally rebooted, he, with his fellow parent Drift’s assistance, gave the young Protectobots an intense crash course on each Earth assigned Decepticon - their appearance, fighting styles, habits, quirks, favorite tricks and underhanded moves, main allies, main rivalries, and where they ranked on the “Run the hell away” scale.

The last thing: Wayfinder insisted Hot Spot must NEVER take off face mask. Not even when he is sleeping or eating or thinks he’s alone.

When his son’s kind ruby eyes looked at him with confusion, from a face that seemed a perfect mix of his two parents, Wayfinder could only say that, back in the day, he might have ticked off a few too many Cons that were now high rankers on Earth.

… He did not appreciate Drift’s judgemental look from where he was helping a frustrated Blade memorize Seeker wing flicks.

His son knew his parents separated because his father became part of the Decepticons. What he didn’t know was that Wayfinder did indeed know where he was and just how hale and hearty he was despite the best efforts of Autobots and Decepticons alike.

… Primus alive let Magnus and Prime be right about the Decepticons not bothering with Search and Rescue bots.

(Primus alive don’t let Father and Son hurt each other.)

[jeff-marks750]

Who do you think birthed Jive?

Jazz

Prowl

Voting ended onJun 26, 2025

I’m having trouble decided who Jive’s carrier was, jazz or prowl. She’s not as significant of a character because LittleOne and StarBlaster are endgame but I love her. While it’s not very significant to her lore I feel like this should be established.

So can y’all help?

Who birthed this:

Also whoever wins I’ll draw pregnant so basically you’re voting in whether you want jazz or prowl to be pregnant.

Reasons to vote jazz: Jazz would be absolutely adorable pregnant. You can’t tell me jazz wouldn’t always have his hands on his baby bump and talking to his Lil’ Jive.

Reasons to vote prowl: because it’s prowl being pregnant and jazz would try to pamper prowl and be super attentive and prowl just wouldn’t see the need for it.

[cozzzynook]

Imagine this:

SoundBee.

Transformers ONE.

B-127 and Soundwave are trapped on a planet with no intelligent life but plenty of plants. The two form a sort of alliance until their respective factions find them. They find a cave full of strange flowers and decide to spend the night there. The problem arises at night, when the plants began to release spores that (unfortunately) had an effect on both of them. The side effect? ​​The constant need to mate with the most compatible living individual in terms of fertility that you have nearby...

Unfortunately, Soundwave and B-127 have a surprisingly high level of compatibility (99.99%), which makes resisting him practically impossible, so that night... If... What has to happen, happens...

The next day Soundwave and B-127 are unable to face each other (and B-127 is unable to get up at all)

This is repeated for a full week until both are finally rescued by their respective factions and both agree to never speak to each other about what happened on that planet... Unfortunately that becomes impossible when B-127 gets a medical check-up for some "glitches" and ends up discovering that he is carrying sparks, not one, not two, not three, but four...

When I said they were extremely compatible, I wasn't kidding, the only reason B-127 isn't carrying seven sparks is because 3/7 times Soundwave held back from releasing his transfluid into B-127, not that it helps much because B-127 is still carrying four sparks and now Soundwave is fighting with his system demanding him to run to the carrier of his sparks.

A great way to end the war and have fun while doing it too 😌

Now they know how to repopulate their home

[cozzzynook]

Springer accidently becomes a teen mom

This wasn't how the sleep over was supposed to go. During a game of spin the bottle, Springer suddenly collapsed in pain and was currently wrapped up in a mound of blankets. Both Acree and Hot Rod quietly tended to the green mech while Blurr rushed off to find a med kit and Kup.

"Argh! I feel like I'm being torn apart from the inside!" Springer groaned. Each cramp seemly got tighter and his tanks felt as something was trying to pull itself out.

"Just hang on a little longer" Arcee spoke as she dabbed a cloth over Springer's helm. "Blurr will be right back with some help and this will all be over"

Suddenly Hot Rod's voice spoke up, his riddled with both shock and concern. "Uhm Cee, is there supposed to be something coming out? Because I swear I can see something..."

Arcee's face went pale as she rushed over to where Hot Rod was looking. Could the pain be caused by a tank collapse or a blockage? As she pulled back the blankets her optics went wide before sharing a look with Hot Rod. "Okay, Springer I need you to push! Hot Rod go see if you can find a blanket"

"Right!"

"What is it...?" Springer winced as he tried to look over. The cramps were getting worse.

"You're having a bitty"

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"Slow down lad, not all of us have super speed!" Kup grumbled as he jogged behind the blue speedster, med kit in hand.

"I know but Springer looked like he was in some serious pain!" Blurr yelled back worry leaking into his field. Primus let his friend be okay.

As the pair reached the room they shared a worried look before stepping inside, unsure what they were going to see. Kup let out a short gasp before rushing over to the scene, in Springer's arms was a white and red sparkling loudly chirping and squeaking away. Blurr just stood in the doorway frozen in shock.

"Well, you did well kid" Kup praised as he checked over Springer and his bitty. "It must have been scary but they look good. You did well"

Springer gave a little smile as he pulled his bitty closer still amazed that this tiny thing was made by him. "Prowl is going to kill me when he finds out"

😳 poor springer

[cozzzynook]

If Megatron is already protective of Rodimus after they become a couple I can only imagine he's even moreso when he gets sparked.

Actually retreating to an earlier idea.

Roddy finds out he's carrying but before he can tell Megatron himself they're captured and Megs is forced into some alien gladiatorial pit for the entertainment of his captors with Rodimus' safety and freedom on the line.

Rodimus is literally hanging over the pit like a tempting morsel. In a cage with special binds that keep his outlier from activating.

Megatron at one point is seemingly down for the count and Rodimus is begging him to just stay down. He'll find some other way for them to escape. Just stay down.

That's when their captors, not wanting the fun to be over yet, informs Megatron that "OH btw! We did a scan on your mate! Congratulations are in order! He's carrying! Isn't that such a great thing."

And then drop the cage into the sea of beasts.

"oops! Hopefully someone can get there before the beasts get through that cage!"

Someone please write this as a story! Og anon! Anyone!

Megatron being in the pits and he faintly sees his conjunx being dropped into the abyss he’s in filled with unknown monsters and species alike!

Bound slightly, outlier locked away and no weapons to fight with but a servo. The other is protecting his tanks and rodimus looks so scared.

But those optics are aimed at him and the servo tightly protecting his tanks.

He’s not even scared for himself but he’s yelling for megs to get up to run!

Megatron can faintly hear the announcers saying something about his spark but he doesn’t know what.

He’s tired..he feels..disgusted with himself for growing lax and weak during time of peace.

Could there ever truly be peace?

Look at whats happening?

This was not peace.

He should’ve been stronger. He never should’ve allowed himself to get this pathetic.

Unable to protect his family when he was once the most feared being in the galaxy…

He can’t protect his spark or himself?

How could he call himself a mecha? Someone rodimus would call conjunx?

He…was a failure.

Rodimus deserved better.

But seeing him fight.. no outlier, one servo, overrun and afraid..

He’s moving before he knows it.

He can feel the anti matter seeping out of him.

He can feel his spark thrum with the hum of battle.

He can feel himself moving like he used to.

At the height of their war.

When he still believed. Before the power set in. Before he lost himself to rage and tyranny.

He’s holding Rodimus against him and his spark is heating up to impossible heights.

He should be afraid but he’s not.

The devices they placed on his helm shock circuit and fall off.

He’s able to summon his arm cannon. Use his transformation cog.

He can feel the power, emotions and energy kept at bay to make him weak.

To hold him.

Limit him.

Megatron is rushing through the crowd with his optics set on the pit masters key control.

He can subconsciously feel himself rip the bound off Rodimus’s spoiler.

His spark feels the call.

Rodimus can feel the fire around him, the flames within and the flutter of their sparkling soaking up abundance of energon they were starved of.

He cries with relief as he clings to his conjunx and ignites the flames surrounding the pit master and his entourage.

Their screams do not mark pity.

He keeps the flame going and only spares the remote the pit master wore.

The monsters are free. They are free.

Their sparkling is free.

Megatron clings to Rodimus who rushes them to the medbay.

He’s put them in the same medpod because he’s sure megatron won’t let go and he knows he needs to hold megatron for his own mental safety.

They both wear a face mask to breathe while inside.

And its there that rodimus finally lets his spark open fully to megatron and he clings to him.

For the first time Megatron can feel their sparkling through their connection and once again rodimus sees megatron cry.