#transformers writing

[deepseadork]

Lately I've been unable to stop thinking about Cybertronians being comforted by us.

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Your metal friend is upset. Their giant frame looms over you even as they sit balled up next to you, yet they've never looked smaller. There's something oddly human about how they sniffle into their knees. It tugs on your heart strings in a familiar way, much like how you'd feel around another human if they were crying.

You've seen other Cybertronians comfort one another after battles; but they either speak in their mother tongue or they don't speak at all, which probably means they're communicating through their EM fields or comming each other. Still, you're determined to help.

Shuffling closer, you embrace around a section of your friend's giant forearm and lean your head against the cool metal. Just like you would with a fellow human (minus the metal). Their plating shudders lightly in response and you nuzzle closer, shutting your eyes as you try to give the best hug you can right now.

Unbeknownst to you - as you have no control over it - your EM field hugs them alongside you. A powerful, vibrant wave of understanding despite not being able to communicate in half the ways Cybertronians can. Who knew so much care and compassion could be loaded into such a small, fleeting creature?

It almost makes your buddy want to cry more, out of relief this time. You might not be able to understand them completely, but you're here and you love them so deeply. It's hard for them to convince themselves they don't deserve it when your care is so intense.

[honey-honey-bear]

So I think it’s kinda obvious that Cybertronians would feel an inclination to take care of us because compared to them we are so so small and fragile, but I don’t think the fanbase talks enough about how we would take care of them.

It’s covered a lot more on screen than in fan works I think (The primary plot of Bumblebee is literally Charlie looking after him and I think that’s part of why it’s the best of the movies) but I want it to have more presence in fan works.

We’re honestly kinda perfectly built to administer repairs and such since we’re so much smaller, and if everyone learnt at least the basics of car maintenance then theoretically we would all be able to perform at least basic first aid on transformers. A number of trades could double as doctors for Cybertronians.

Aside from that, it’s kinda just part of human nature to look after others. As nervous as some would be to have an organic creature poking around their internal components, they couldn’t deny we’d be incredibly efficient medics.

Initially, Ratchet wouldn’t let you anywhere near the medbay, but when he sees how quickly you can fix up your car, and without needing to take it apart to reach the hidden parts, you become an irreplaceable asset. Injuries that would’ve previously required invasive surgeries now suddenly have much faster heal times as well as better success, because you’re small enough to get to places a transformer’s hands can’t reach without moving stuff out of the way.

Humans would also become respected field medics as a result, with how quickly and easily we can administer repairs. Maybe perhaps too effective, as I’m sure this efficiency just might allow some of the more soft hearted individuals to extend their help beyond just the Autobots…

Medical aspects aside, there’s also aesthetic maintenance. I can see it quickly becoming a very deep bonding activity for a human to wash, paint, or buff their closest bot friends. It would quickly become like a badge of honor, many bots flaunting how their humans trust them and care about them enough to look after them in such ways. Perhaps some arguments break out over who’s human is the better painter.

There would of course be those who are too shy or don’t care to talk about it, but you’d notice them standing a little taller still.

Even for some Decepticons—the ones who wouldn’t just outright squish people—it’s a cherished gesture. They’ve caused so much damage, and still this fragile little organic cares enough to buff out their scratches. This little organic, who by all means should hate them, cares enough to repair them and make them look nice.

This is where some cons may or may not start caring for some humans. Unconfirmed.

Ultimately, for as much as they’d look after us, they love to be looked after as well.

[theladyheroine]

General Transformers Prompts ✨💫

❥ Hi everyone! 👋🏽 Considering it’s been awhile since I’ve written anything on here, I came up with these while on a break! They’re inspired by my other mini headcanons, but they don’t follow a set timeline. But I hope you like them, thank you & enjoy!

Long before the war, you were an apprentice of the 13 Primes. Destined to join them once you come of age. You’ve spent a majority of your time studying the history, arts, and culture of your planet. But what happens when you’re in the archives one day, and a mysterious Bot falls through the ceiling?

Before the war, you were a brand new Prime who was appointed to oversee the social system & well being of Cybertron’s citizens. However, when rumors of a war start to spread, you are placed under the protection of the prestigious High Guard.

You are a stray Autobot who got separated from your team after narrowly escaping some Decepticons. You find yourself in an abandoned city but make your way to a massive temple at the center. At first you believe you’re alone, until the temple’s doors open, and a colossal noise erupts from inside.

You are a famous racer from Iacon City, who is currently traveling the galaxy hoping to expand your career. Challenging the fastest speedsters in all of outer space! What happens when you land on Earth, hoping to beat the Autobots’ finest in a race?

You’re walking through Earth’s woodland, looking for something to do, until a massive sound shakes the ground. While definitely frightened, you follow a smoke trail that leads to a large crater. Out of the crater comes a group of strange beings: tall, strong, and covered in metal. For some reason they looked just like you. But before you could process anything, one of them looks in your direction. You’ve been spotted, by aliens no less. Now what?

Quick Author’s Note Here:

❥ The third prompt was super fun to write, so I extended it under the cut. Feel free to read if you want! Thank you! 🙏

Titan/Cityspeaker Prompt

You’re a stray Autobot who got separated from her team after narrowly escaping the Decepticons. When you find yourself in an abandoned city, you rush to find cover. What’s strange is the walls and doors of the city seem to move? As if trying to cover you, hiding you from any airborne threats.

When the Decepticons leave, you find yourself in an abandoned temple with a large glowing machine in the center. You take a step closer, and the chamber starts to quake as the machine glows brighter. Turns out it’s not a machine at all, but a spark chamber! You cover your eyes as the light nearly blinds you. When you open them, you’re floating??

You’re floating in what appears to be outer space, and the image of a fellow Cybertronian appears. Though he is much taller than you, even bigger than Optimus Prime! The Bot speaks in a deep, slow tone when he sees your frightened expression. He offers to explain himself to you: he is a Titan. A colossal being who used to protect a small society of Cybertronians until they had to flee from Decepticons.

The Titan devoted himself to protecting his friends’old home in case they ever came back. As well as helping anyone that came along. Since it’d be awhile before you got in contact with your team, you decided to spend your time getting to know your new friend. 🩷

[jackalsprey]

As naturally gifted as he is, the Matrix granting him the power of all the Primes combined, Optimus is still young, still inexperienced. While patrolling the surface alone, a Quintesson force catches him off guard. He manages to dispatch all of them, but not before sustaining injuries. Serious ones. Energon bleeds out of his wires, dripping across the land as he struggles to find a safe place to rest.

Collapsing near the base of a mountain, Optimus’s optics go in and out of focus. It’s a pathetic end, he vaguely thinks to himself. All of Cybertron’s hopes and dreams, the Bearer of the Matrix - dying alone thanks to a squad of ragtag Quintessons. He doesn’t even have the excuse of being betrayed by Sentinel.

A shadow falls across him - a hulking, towering bot. Even with his vision blurry and going dark, there’s no mistaking who it is.

When Optimus wakes up, it’s not far from where he powered down - maybe just a few kliks. He’s been dragged under an overhang in the mountain’s side, shielded from the harsh glare of Cybertron’s sun. His wounds have been patched. As his processors strain to catch up, a voice cuts through the air.

“I didn’t think even you would be that stupid.”

Megatron’s voice is harsh, yet it carries tinges of D-16’s affection.

“Of all the places to get ambushed, you chose just outside one of the Decepticon’s outposts. The very one I was inspecting no less. You always find a way to find me whenever you’re in trouble. I’m almost flattered.”

“You patched me up.”

Maybe it’s not the first thing he should say, but it’s what first comes out of Optimus’s mouth. It surprises even himself. Megatron stays quiet for a few moments.

“I didn’t. Shockwave did.” It’s a lame excuse, weaker than Sentinel.

“Why?”

“You won’t be dying because of Quintessons. You’ll die because I rip the Matrix out of you with my bare hands.”

He’d squandered the perfect opportunity to do just that. Optimus wasn’t dead yet. Even if it wasn’t some grandiose fight, it would have been his triumph nonetheless.

Optimus doesn’t say that part out loud.

They’re quiet for a few moments more, the silence choking. Agonizing. There’s so many things left unsaid, loose ends they should tie up. Neither of them dare to do so.

“You’re remarkably calm for someone who almost died.”

Death doesn’t frighten Optimus, not when he already knows what it entails. He could give that answer, it’s a reasonable one. Maybe his sensors are faulty, maybe he’s tired, maybe Orion Pax’s impulsiveness never truly died. But what he says isn’t the most reasonable answer.

“There’s no one I trust more to take care of me.”

His consciousness fades almost as soon as he says it. It might be the weight of the words being too heavy to bear. Or perhaps just a fear of their consequences. When he powers on again, he’s alone.

No Decepticons.

No Megatron.

Just a truth still hanging in the air. One that both Optimus and Megatron can’t outrun forever.

[retrogreeen]

They Will Pay (Starscream x Cybertronian!Reader)

Reader: GN

WC: 358

Notes: Drabble! Decepticon seeker reader. Angst is short-lived, story ends a bit fluffy. Soft-ish starscream. Relationship is not established, but the reader and screamer hold a mutual attraction toward each other.

Description: You'd undergone heavy injuries against a group of Autobots that leaves your air commander enraged.

Extra note: No warnings!

He cradled you so close to his chest, there was not a chance he was going to allow you to return to your habsuite, whenever you were going to regain your consciousness. A nasty blow to your left wing and a stretched tear in your right one, his spark churned so angrily at the state that they put you in.

It was a particularly brutal dogfight. When it was over, while every combatant from both sides hadn’t left unscathed, you were the one who underwent grievous physical trauma. Your physique could have sustained much worse had you taken a helpless tumble down the mountain, had you not been saved by your commander. Fortunately you were tended to very quickly, bandaged up and all, but once you were left to rest, he snuck into the medibay and carefully snatched you up to take care of you inside his quarters. Quaking sensations were felt in his dermas, servos, optics… he felt so dizzy yet so still. You lay unconscious in his arms after you fought valiantly against those Aerialbots. That group of fliers have certainly grown far more fierce compared to the previous battles, and although that was probably expected, if they wanted to be barbarous, well, Starscream and his crew would deliver next time, but better.

Suddenly your helm shifted, snapping him out of his heavy brooding. “Starscream?…” You choke out in a low voice before attempting to raise it. “I-I’m sorry, I w-wasn’t strong enough—”

“No. Don’t you dare put yourself down like that.” The hurt in your optics as well as the weakness in your voice pained him, influencing him to gently tighten his clasp on your servo, his carmine optics glowing solemnly. “Those Aerialbot scum will pay beyond the extent of the pain they’ve inflicted on you. I will make certain of it.” A lovely smile formed on your faceplate, which helped to calm him down, but it also resulted in his spark to pulsate.

In a whisper, you reply, "Thank you, Star." before allowing yourself to fall into a deep sleep.

During your period of recharge, he placed a comforting kiss upon your forehelm.

[mo-the-gremlin-dandelion]

I'm curious about seeing Shipping meet shipping coradrag meet Megop from Transformers that my favourite ship listed meanwhile in marineford IDW Prowl meet Akainu I wonder IDW Prowl really angry at Akainu he knows Akainu was very ruthless and injustice

Oh, I like Megop too due to the tragedy of it (hello Transformers One), but I personally like Starop better.

I think the funniest way to go about it would be:

Megatron and Optimus Prime are together.

The war happens and they split.

Megatron gets into a toxic relationship with Starscream.

Megatron is the toxic one by the way, especially if this is set in the Prime series where he takes drugs for most of season 1 (I haven't seen the series in some time, so I might be misremembering, but I know season 1 was drugs and season 2 was coma/dead).

After many failed attempts of trying to take over, Starscream just escapes and joins the autobots.

Starscream gets reformed and the war is finished.

Megatron gets killed or exiled.

Either way, he's watching Starscream and Optimus Prime get together as he wallows in self pity.

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As for if this was a crossover with One Piece, specifically with the HCD AU and what I wrote above, then I think Akainu would unfortunately get along with Megatron over their shared loss.

At least until Akainu realises that Megatron is a criminal, then he's going to have an identity crisis or something because he has so much in common with a criminal.

And, depending on the version, I think Megatron would be scared/horrified at hearing what Akainu did.😂😂Like I remember a couple of times where a decepticon was like: "Hell yeah! Let's kill Optimus Prime!" And Megatron was like: "Oh my god, NO!"

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Happy Coradrag AU Masterlist

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[swervesconjunx]

Swindle x gn!human reader 18+ mini fic

Listen- my friend sent me this screenshot and loves Swindle so I thought, “Eff it, I can mix these together!”

Now here we are 400+ words later 😭 so um nothing explicit, but it is suggestive.

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Swindle pouts as you slide out of bed, “Where are you going?”

You sigh looking at him over your shoulder, “Humans have to pee after sex or we’ll get… sick? I don’t know how to explain this to you-“

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Finally finished with your ‘business’ you walk back to the bedroom. But before you can climb into bed on your own, large metal hands are scooping you up.

“Swindle! I can move on my own!”

“Nope, you’re too slow.”

Pressing your hands against Swindle’s chassis you try to reposition yourself in his grasp. “Do you have to hold me so tightly?! I’m not made of metal, you know!”

That causes Swindle to loosen his grip, but he’s still holding you securely against his frame, “Oh, I’m well aware you aren’t metal, sweetspark.”

“Uhg! I can’t stand you!” You still can’t slip from the Combaticon’s grip so you settle for the next best thing. Reaching for Swindle’s helm and pulling yourself up so you can- CHOMP!

Swindle’s helm flinches back, “Ow! What the slag was that for?”

“Naughty mechs get bit,” you tease, but there's a glint in Swindle’s optics you don’t trust.

“What about naughty humans?”

“Ha, I don't know what you mean.” You try to push him away again but there’s no escape from your purple prison. You’d never tell him, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Suddenly you’re being lifted into the air and you can’t help the squeal that falls from your lips.

“Hey! Put me down!” Kicking your legs, you try to orient yourself, but this doesn’t faze your mech in the slightest.

“If you bite me I’m going to give all your shanix away while you sleep, so help me god-“

Swindle looks up at you with a grin on his face, “Well, it’s only fair! You bit me first. But don’t worry, I'll be gentle.”

And before you can even think of replying, Swindle is leaning towards your torso, derma parted in anticipation. You squeeze your eyes closed, bracing yourself for pain, but it doesn’t come. You quickly look down, and your breath gets caught in your chest. Swindle’s lips are wrapped around your hip; you can feel his denta gently clamp onto your skin.

“Swindle-!” His name falls from your lips in a stutter, but he doesn’t let go. Based on the quirk of his lips, he seems quite pleased with himself. Then suddenly his teeth release your hip, and a kiss replaces them. The feeling of warm metal against skin makes you shiver. But not in fear.

“See? That wasn’t so bad was it?”

[thegrinningghost]

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