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Heyy, Welcome :)

My name is Reaper and this is my silly goofy blog where I just post mostly about my writing and my little one shots on here. My current hyper fixation is Transformers and Avatar (James Cameron). Feel free to enjoy your stay!

PROFILE PIC DONE BY ME!!

NO MINORS ALLOWED PLS :))

Just posting some memes/ fan art of my fav human x Transformers ship Mirage and Noah💙🩶

I do not own any of these. Mwuah🫡

I LOVE THEM. THATS IT. THATS THE POST. GOODNIGHT🫪

#transformers #transformers rise of the beasts #transformers mirage #mirage x noah #mirage #transformers x human #human x transformer #mirage is so cool he’s my fav next to Optimus #he’s literally just a lil guy

Me as FUCK

#transformers #optimus prime #transformers bayverse #optimus bayverse

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HAPPY PRIDE MONTH RAHHHHHH🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🫀

#pride month #lgbt pride #trans pride #trans people #gay things #gay #Im a trans guy they call me transformer #gay Optimus prime

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Safe Room .2026

"Rest...At least you're safe now..."

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I will remember you as you were

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SHOCKOP!!?!?!? OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD YOU ARE FEEDING MEEEEEEE 😩😩😩😩

"Orion." THATS INSANEEEEEEEEE WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!! (Delighted <3<3)

This is such an inredible slap on my face!!! THEY KNEW EACH OTHER!! ONCE! There was a time when they looked up to one another and- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Shockwave is smiling. HE IS SMILING!!! HE. IS. SMILING. Relieved. Grateful. Bro...

And we can't even see Optimus' face. To me it feels like because we are looking at this comic from Shockwave's pov. To him, Optimus is this hulking figure, leader of a faction, a godlike figure, violent. Has to be. He is everything that Orion was lacking.

To him, Optimus looks nothing like Orion. He is there. He is Orion, in a way, but not really. Not anymore. Just like how he isn't the same bot either. They are both changed in a way that was out of their control. Turned into different people because of power outside of them.

And Optimus might be Orion, but he is not, not really. He does not shine like him. You can't look at him and see him. Optimus is untouchable.

Orion was. Orion did. They knew each other. Even after all the pain, there is something here. No one is privy to it. No one knows it. It doesn't matter anymore, but to them, it always mattered.

Optimus raised the gun. Shockwave can't see his face, couldn't for a really long time, but he knows the colours. He knows the baritone. He knows him. He rests. Puts his head on the barrel. Still can't see. But he doesn't need to see him to know he is there.

"Thank you."

Shockwave isn't lost either. Some part of him is still there. He might have lost so many things about him to people, war, to time but the part that held Orion dear is still there. And he is thankful.

He can be thankful for many things. For finally stopping him. For finnaly having a chance to just rest. Or it could be that he is thankful because, after all this time, it is Orion who puts him out. Safety of the knowledge, maybe.

We can't see anything on Optimu's face. Shockwave can no longer read him. He doesn't know who this is. Orion is still there, but not really. He changed too. Because of people, war and time. He is no longer readable.

Maybe he doesn't even try.

But it does not matter; in the end, he is finally stopped by a person who knew him before. Before he was this.

It's okay now. Orion, as changed as he is, is here to help him.

One last time.

I definitely think that smile is from Optimus' pov, btw. Maybe an old memory got triggered, or he can never forget how SW used to smile; no matter the reason, that smile was seen by him right before pulling the trigger.

I wonder if it hurt Optimus to kill Shockwave using Meg's canon. In a way, hurting him with the bot who used him for the entirety of the war.

Many such cases 🌻

thereapersson

Well this was shattering.

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MAY YOU NEVER LOSE YOUR HYPERFIXATION

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I kinda like how i drew them here. Please dont repost :P

I count the rendered background as practice for finals💥 trying to make something a little more refined than my usual

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I love them

Anyway…

#transformers #optimus prime #transformers bayverse #optimus bayverse #transformers optimus #fine fine fine #fictional characters #why did they make his boobs so big

Picked up a pencil for the first time in like almost 10 months and drew my Na’vi OC Seze Slotsyal te Eaopu ‘ite 💙🦋🌌

Used charcoal, pencil, and alcohol markers for her jewelry.

Now I just gotta muster up the courage to draw her with Optimus 😩😩. Though idk if I have the patience.

Also kind of hate that I like the sketch more ☹️

#na’vi oc #Na’vi drawing #na’vi art #na’vi avatar #plains Na’vi #original character #origional female character #fanfiction art #art #naive art #beginner artwork #sketch

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*stares at jack darby and miko nakadai and raf esquivel and charlie watson and noah diaz and kris diaz*

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Let the Prime take care of his humans, they deserve it!!!

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Seeing Double Part 5

This What if was inspired by the AO3 story The Last Prime is on Pandora: A New World by user ReaperSon7743 or Tumblr user @thereapersson

Disclaimer: This is just a What If and will diverge from ReapersSon7743's plan. We're, @nightmyst14-blog and I, are just being silly. The character Seze belongs to ReapersSon.

*Later…At the medbay…*

Polaris: Here it is! The medbay!

Na’vi: Hm. *looks around* I haven't seen one of these in a long time. Are you sure this is a good idea?

Polaris: Oh, the Ratchets aren't that bad. *Pauses* Most of the time.

Na’vi: *chuckles* Is that so? You get in trouble with them often?

Polaris: Not just me. But at least two of them treat me like I'm a sparkling, Curo and Doc. Meanwhile, Requies gets mad with me every time I step in the medbay. And the Ratchet from my world, Caduceus, is still learning from Apollo on his medical skills that he can't protect me from Requies.

Na’vi: Why is that?

Polaris: Um…Well…let me show you.

*Polaris opens the medbay door and takes a pedestep in. All of a sudden, Requies slides in with a wrench.*

Requies: Polaris, I swear to Primus, if you got another dent today, I'll be strapping you to the berth for the rest of the decacycle!

Polaris: See? I did nothing and I got yelled at!

Na’vi: I see, you were correct. *looks at Requies, gives him a nod* Oel ngati kameie, zeykoyu. Polaris is not injured, he just brought me here. (I see you, healer)

Requies: *looks up to see Na’vi, drops wrench* Oh! You must be the Optimus Curo was talking about. Um…Hello. *Awkwardly nods back*

Sage: *chuckles* We were hoping you would do a check up on Na’vi here. He hasn't been to a medic in…a long time.

Na’vi: That is correct. I feel that I am stable, but it doesn't hurt to get a second opinion.

Requies: Very well. Jump on the berth and we'll start the examination.

Na’vi: *looks unsure*

Polaris: *notices this* What's wrong, Na'vi?

Requies: Is there something wrong with the berth? Or are you scared of my tools?

Royal: *notices* Is Curo in by chance?

Na’vi: *vents, nods* Forgive my reluctance, you may be a fellow Ratchet and I hold no doubt in your skill but..I would feel more comfortable with the one that looks like my own. As said, I haven't interacted with a Cybertronian medic since…him.

Requies: I see. Well, he was doing something but I can see if he's available to examine you.

Na’vi: Thank you.

*Requies leaves, leaving the Optimi alone. Polaris looks over at Royal, who's just avoiding optic contact*

Royal: *leans against the wall, arms crossed*

Polaris: How did you know Royal? How did you know Na'vi wanted to Curo?

Royal: I mean, he's clearly me. ..slightly. And given what you told me of his first reaction to Curo…

Sage: In other words, just like Royal, he won't take anyone as a medic if it's not Curo.

Polaris: Oh!

Royal: Seriously? It took you that long to figure out?

Polaris: I mean… *shrugs* I just got whoever was available to treat my wounds back home. So I assumed that others were the same too. I guess that only applied to miners.

Royal: Nope.

Polaris: *sticks his glossa out at Royal*

Sage: Alright. *Stood in between Royal and Polaris* Let's not start something while we're in the medbay. Unless you want Doc’s wrath.

Polaris: *huffs but nodded*

Royal: Very well.

Na’vi: *sits himself up onto the berth*

*Curo walks in*

Curo: Hello again, Na'vi. Are you here for your checkup?

Na’vi: Yes, that would be correct

Sage: We figured since he's here, we might as well get his medical records updated and done. We don't want a mess like Polaris’.

Polaris: Hey!

Curo: I see. Very well. If he's anything like Royal, I'll do this quickly. *Lifts Na'vi’s helm up* Let's see if your optics still work well. *Turns on a penlight into Na'vi’s optics*

Na’vi: Hmm. *his optics dilate, almost glow*

Curo: Optics look fine. I have to assume that you adapt them to your current planet’s light sources. Alright, *pulls out a metal popsicle stick* open your intake.

Na’vi: That would be correct. It's bright, even at night.… *open mouth*

Curo: *sees the sharp dentas* Oh, you definitely had to adapt. *Place the popsicle stick on his glossa to get a better look* It doesn't seem like this is causing any issue in your intake. But I will need to know what you refuel on in order to get dentas like this. *Pulls the popsicle stick away* Alright, please lay down. *Walks over to the computer* I'll need to see how your spark chamber is doing.

*Na’vi lays down while Curo types away.*

Curo: *place a scanner above Na'vi’s chassis* Hmm. Let's see what we're working with…

*Showing up on the screen is Na'vi’s spark.*

Curo: Hmm. Looks normal. A bit stronger than Royal’s but nothing too out of the ordinary.

Na’vi: Hm..

Curo: Now…I do need to check your tank and gestation chamber. *Nervously looks at Na’vi.* Is that okay?

Na’vi: Yes, that is fine.

Curo: Huh…Now that's not a Royal response. *Moves the scanner above Na'vi's lower chassis*

Na'vi: *stays still*

Curo: *Looks at the screen* Hmm.

Polaris: What is it?

Curo: Well, your gestation chamber is fine…just…what is that in your tank? *Turns the screen to show stuff in Na'vi's tank*

Royal: *confused as he looks at the screen* Is.. is that..?

Na’vi: Scrap metals I've found.

Curo: …What?

Polaris: Was it good?

Curo: Polaris!!

Polaris: What? I'm curious.

Na’vi: *shrugs* Better after I had some oranges with it. Your dimension has little of the plants and fruits I've grown used to.

Curo: …

Sage: You can eat organic food?

Royal: Honestly, they're not bad…

Curo: I… *points at Royal* I'll come back for you. But Na'vi…what else have you fueled on for the past few stellar cycles?

Na’vi: Well… not out of need, but nostalgic reasons. I eat it due to it reminding me of Cade. I've eaten metals and oils found scattered along Eywa’eveng. Not deposits but.. Pieces of discarded tech due to …*frowns, looks away* Sky People.

Polaris: Sky people? Are they like the Na'vi?

Na’vi: *shakes his helm* No. It is what the Na’vi call humans.

Royal: *shocked* Humans? I thought they only existed on Earth.

Na’vi: Nope. They managed to come to Pandora. But… *frowns* Most.. are not friendly to the Na’vi.

Polaris: Why? Why would they be mean to them? It's the Na’vi's home. Shouldn't they respect it?

Sage: Humans…they are…complex at times. Not all are friendly like the human children or our allies.

Na’vi: Hmph, Sage is correct, ma Polaris. It's not all, but…The humans I've been dealing with are not as kind as you think.. They don't respect the balance of life like the Na’vi do.. The machines they make… the fighting… *vents* They weren't the humans I once agreed to protect on Earth.

Polaris: Those humans sound a lot like the Quintessons. *Fidgets with his digits*

Na’vi: You're not far off. Stories of their destruction are known amongst the Na’vi, at least a big and certain group of them. Hm, even at first, a few in my clan thought I was from them. A demon they called me.

Polaris: Hmm. *Looks discouraged*

Sage: But don't worry about it now. All humans here are our friends and they won't backstab us. *Pats Polaris' helm*

Na’vi: *nods* He’s right. The Olo’eytke, or leader, saw through my worn and battered self and shared a vision with me. She saw me through my spark and saw I wasn't a threat to her or any Na’vi. She offered me to stay and learn from her people, and eventually to be a part of the clan as one of them.

Polaris: I see. *Looks at the screen*

Royal: How about we continue with the check up?

Curo: Right. *moves the scanner away* Go ahead and sit up. I just need to check on your processor and joints.

Na’vi: *sits up*

Curo: *takes out a cable* Let's connect this to your processor and see if no code is corrupted.

Na’vi: Ah right. *reaches up behind his helm, pulls up a long partly organic cable from behind him*

Royal: *optics wide, shocked* What is that…?

Na’vi: Hm?

Sage: *points at the back of his helm* The…cable coming from the back of your helm… What are they?

Na’vi: Oh, my kuru? *connects it to the cable* It allows me to connect with other Na’vi I am close to and to Hometree.

Polaris: Can we… *slowly reaches from behind his helm*

Na’vi: Ah no. I was given this.

Sage: By the clan leader?

Na’vi: Nope. By Eywa herself.

Curo: …Who is Eywa?

Polaris: The Primus of the planet Na’vi lives on. More or less.

Na’vi: More or less, but correct.

Royal: *baffled*

Curo: …Right…Okay…Um…We…Um…

Polaris: Processor?

Curo: *shakes off the confusion* Right. Processor. *Starts running program.*

Na’vi: *watches*

Royal: Anything…off Curo?

Curo: Nothing out of the ordinary. *pictures of Cybertronian and Earth buildings flash on the screen* Trauma code, temper code, carrier code, the violence toward Megatron code…

Polaris: Is that really coding you need? The violence toward Megatron? The trauma?

Royal: From our world…yes.

Sage: …You really need help…

Curo: And then we reach the portion where you don't live on Earth. *pictures of Eywa’eveng flash on the screen, especially a pretty blue organic femme* And…there's no problem there either. Looks like your processor is fine. Now…*gulps* the joints.

Sage: *pulls Polaris a bit away*

Polaris: Huh? What's wrong? Why are you nervous about Na’vi's joints?

Curo: Well…joints tend to be a bit of a challenge with Royal because- *touches a spot on Na’vi’s elbow, causing him to unintentionally swing. Curo dodges in time* that happens.

Polaris: What was that?!

Sage: Royal’s joints are a bit…sensitive. So his frame reacts…like that.

Polaris: … *looks at Royal* Megatron?

Royal: *snaps his digits and points at him* Yup.

Na’vi: Hm, haven't seen him in stellar cycles. I'm pretty sure he's offline by now.

Royal: *mutters* That would be amazing.

Curo: Unfortunately, he is not offline. *gently tests his knee joints* He’s very much online. No matter how much Royal offlines him.

Na’vi: Hmph.. he's gone in my world. I offlined him and took out his spark…. And his ship exploded when I was trying to escape.

Royal: … *thinks about it*

Sage: You are not doing that.

Royal: I didn't say anything!

Sage: You were thinking about it! And what if it didn’t work out?! You would be stuck in a ship with your ex- *pauses when Royal glared at him and quickly clears his throat* enemy. With your enemy and who knows what you two would do! Especially after the past few decacycles!

Polaris: Oh…Right…That issue…The whole Megatron and you being-

Royal: *growls* Don’t you dare bring that up! *points at Na’vi* Especially in front of him!

Na’vi: *freezes, looks at Royal* He’s your what??? We were just Amica- brothers in my universe!

Royal: *bristles* NOTHING!!! DON’T WORRY ABOUT IT!!! *Na’vi flinches*

Curo: *nervous* Dear Primus…

Sage: Royal…

Royal: *glares at Sage*

Sage: *slowly approaches him* You’ll…have to tell him the truth.

Royal: *optics widened* You can’t be serious…

Polaris: He deserves to know! It’s bad enough we’re keeping this from the Bumblebees! And Na’vi is an Optimus! He needs to know!

Royal: … *looks at Na’vi with anger in his optics* As if I would ever tell him the truth. *starts storming out*

Polaris: Royal! Wait! *follows Royal*

*The duo walks out of the medbay, leaving the three bots alone.*

Curo: *sighs* Royal… *looks at Na’vi* Sorry about that Na’vi. Royal…is a bit sensitive about the topic of Fiend, the Megatron from his world.

Na’vi: Hmm.. *looks away* I can understand that.

Sage: Still, he should apologize for that outburst. Even when the others found out about…the situation, he never snapped like that. Even with Princely’s- *stopped by Curo*

Curo: *looks over at Na’vi, worried* …What do you know about Princely, Na’vi?

Na’vi : *looks unnerved, looking off to the side* I am aware that his creation was different than how I acquired him.

Curo: Yes. Your Elita-One was your Bumblebee’s Sire while in Royal’s world, she’s Princely’s stepsire. Now what did you figure out with our Megatron?

Na’vi: …His Megatron and him had a different relationship than what I had with mine.

Curo: *nods* Yes. They were close friends growing up. Training together to be Prime and Protector. And… *looks away for a bit*

Na’vi: And… *optics widened* They got Conjunx Endura…And…That means his Bumblebee…

Curo: …Yes. Fiend is Princely’s Sire.

Na’vi: H-How?

Curo: This happened just before the war started. When Fiend was getting more and more power hungry, he and Royal… *clears his voice box* had a few interface moments before it got worse.

Na’vi: And…Does this Fiend know-

Curo: Primus no! He doesn’t know about Princely being his. And Royal wants to keep it like that. And yes, Princely doesn’t know as well.

Na'vi: Why would he keep it a secret?

Sage: He… *starts rubbing his arm*

Na’vi: Ma Sage, you also said “we” earlier. Why is that?

Curo: *place a servo on Sage’s shoulder*

Sage: *vents in* I am also in the same situation as Royal. I am my Bumblebee’s carrier and his sire is also Megatron, Gladiator is his name here. And just like me, Royal is ashamed of his relationship with his Megatron. He isn’t happy about letting Fiend get close to him and falling in love with him. He’s…embarrased to talk about it. And to hear that your Bumblebee’s Sire is Elita-One… *looks concerned*

Curo: Right…That. He must have gotten frustrated with that news. *Continue checking up on Na’vi.*

*Navi looked down at his servos. He’s silent as Curo keeps going. He thinks about what the duo said about Royal.*

Na'vi: *thinking* (Ma Royal…Why did you fall in love with your Megatron?)

*Twenty kliks later, Curo finishes up the check up.*

Curo: There we go. Everything is up to date. You are now able to travel into the unknown territory for both group and solo scouting missions.

Na’vi: *nods his helm* Thank you, ma Curo. I appreciate you checking my health.

Curo: *smiles* Of course old friend. Just promise me that you won't get into any more trouble.

Na'vi: I make no promises.

Curo: *vents but still smiles* I figured. Royal always did have trouble staying out of trouble.

*Na'vi smiled and was about to say something…when the door to medbay opened up and Phantom's helm popped in.*

Phantom: Hey, is- *Sees Curo, Sage, and Na'vi.* Ah! There you guys are!

Sage: Phantom? You're back so soon.

Na'vi: You're… *realized something, quickly standing up* Did you find her?!

Phantom: *smiles and nods* I keep my promises. *Steps in with an arrow in the tibulen and followed by Seze.*

Na'vi: SEZE!! *Jumps off the berth and runs to her*

Seze: OPTIMUS!! *Runs to Na'vi and jumps up into his arms* Oe thought oe lost nga! (I thought I lost you!)

Na'vi: *hugs her tightly* Oe nìhawng. Oe lu ngaytxoa oe could ke run nga 'awve. Oe rangal oe could have gone tsonta run nga. (Me too. I am sorry I could not find you first. I wish I could have gone to find you.)

Seze: *smiles, presses her hands on his faceplates* Ke'u ne tsap'alute si, ma yawne. Oe lu lefpom tsonta kame nga. (You have nothing to apologize for, beloved. I am just happy to see you.)

Curo: … *looks at Seze before looking at Phantom's tibulen* Why…

Phantom: *points at Seze* She shot me.

Curo: WHAT??

Phantom: Yeahh….It does slightly hurt.

Na’vi: Oh yeahh…. *looks at the arrow* You'll be fine.

Phantom: *looks at arrow* Better get it out before Onyx sees this. He'll have a spark attack if he sees this.

Curo: The last thing I need is an angry…*looks at Na'vi and Seze.* …Conjunx on my aft about it. Come on. *pats on a berth* Hop on.

Phantom: Thank you. *limps over at the berth* Paladin and Apollo are currently talking with Big Rig about this femme. And Nurse June Darby is on her way to check on her. *sits on the berth before Curo starts checking in his tibulen*

Sage: In that case, *starts dialing comm link* I’ll start dialing the others to reschedule meeting other bots until both Na’vi and Seze get comfortable.

Na’vi: Thank you. *looks to Seze* Ke ne sngum, Seze. Ayfo ke kxu ayoe, pxay lahe oe lu tstunwi ulte stxenu zongtseng (Don’t Worry, Blue flower. They will not harm us, the other mes very kind and offer us refuge.)

Seze: Vrrtep oe toltem an swizaw ro peng oe fìtxan nìteng. Slä tsun ayoe lu am'ake ayfo tsun ke kxu ayoe? (The demon I shoot an arrow at has told me so as well. But can we be sure they won't harm us?)

Na’vi: *smiles* Oe will si am'ake ayfo won't tìsraw seyki nga. (I will make sure they won't hurt you.) You have my word.

Sage: *looks at the duo* (I hope the others don’t overwhelm her.)

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SEZE AND NA’VI TOGETHER AT LASTT!!!!!!💙❤️💙❤️

Ugh I love this series so much, it has become one of the highlights of my week!

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A small oneshot I felt like doing from my fic “The Last Prime is on Pandora”, a transformers x avatar (JC) crossover fic. This is further along into the series and I havnt gotten to it yet.

Also this oneshot was inspired by one @rainy-s-other-corner had done a while ago. I couldn’t help but think of the idea of Optimus playing hide and seek with his family.

This takes place before their first child is born. (Layonpay is adopted). Here Layonpay is roughly 5 or 6.

Red is for when Optimus speaks

Blue is for when Seze speaks

Purple is for when Layonpay speaks.

Seze and Layonpay were huddled beneath a couple blankets, doing their best to look like a bundle of them that rested on the bed they all shared. Seze continued to stifle down a laugh at Layonpay’s cheeky grin, an he almost giggled, but Seze put her fingers to his lips.

“Shhh oe hì'i 'itan. Nga rä'ä new sempu ne run ayoe,” (“Shhh my little son. You don’t want daddy to find us.”) she softly whispered, and Layonpay nodded as he clapped his hands over his mouth as a mean to quiet himself.

“Ma layonpayyyy, tsenga lu nga?” (“Blackwaterrrr, where are you?”) Optimus’ deep voice softly rumbled through the kelku air. It made Layonpay almost yip as his tail whipped, and the Prime’s optics snapped to the direction he heard it.

He found an oddly large pile of blankets on he and Seze’s bed, and a wry smile grew at the sight of a little tuft of black hair flickering at the very edge, exposing his prey. Yet he refused to end the game so soon, so he continued on ‘looking’.

“Ma Eywa, peseng po salew? Po zene 'ìp,” (“Great Mother, where could have he gone? He must have disappeared.”) Optimus mused as he let out a sarcastic sigh. The words made Layonpay strangle down a cackle, and Seze herself felt her cheeks burning as she smiled. She missed this Optimus, the one who knew how to smile and laugh.

He had only come back because Layonpay had missed the village, and he couldn’t stop having nightmares from when it was destroyed. So Optimus devised a plan, which led to him teaching Layonpay what hide and seek was.

The Prime took a few steps closer to the bed, and now realized that he had a much better plan than simply ‘finding him.’

As he made it to the pile Seze and Layonpay held their breaths, for they could feel the kelku floor move beneath the Prime’s weight.

Optimus kneeled as he felt the pile, and could feel the definite outlines of two bodies. The sensation made the two hiders laugh silently as they did their best to stay still.

He felt the subtle bulges of Seze and her swollen stomach beneath the blakets, as well as his son’s small body. The Prime’s smile grew as he went into action.

He moved, laying himself down and maneuvering himself to lightly rest his helm on Layonpay above the blankets. He took great care to feel where Seze was, lest he wanted to crush her and their soon to be child on accident.

“Nìwotx fì'u fwew si oe ngeyn,” (“All of this searching has made me tired.”) the Prime sighed roughly as he made himself comforterable, and Seze and Layonpay looked at each other with wide eyes. Layonpay began to giggle softly, and the Prime’s spark only lightened at the sound.

“Fì'u bed lu fìtxan 'ango,” (“This bed is so soft.”) he then mused as he nuzzled against his son, and Layonpay finally broke.

“Ma Sempu! Oe lu ke bed, tsal lu Layonpay!” (“Daddy! I am not a bed, it is Blackwater!”) the little boy laughed, and Optimus lifted his helm up as he smiled.

“Fì'u bed plltxe nìteng? Fyape hiyìk,” (“This bed also talks? How strange.”) Optimus continued, and Layonpay laughed harder as he moved beneath his father’s helm, pushing the blankets off of him in the process.

“Ma Sempu! Tsal lu oe!” (“Daddy! It is me!”) Layonpay giggled, and Optimus gasped as he grabbed the little boy, wrapping him up in his arms as he too laughed, adoring how this little boy could lighten his spark so much after all that had transpired.

“Ma Layonpay! Tsatseng nga lu! Oe fpìl nga mìn nefma bed!” (“Blackwater! There you are! I thought you had been turned into a bed!”) Optimus chuckled as he nuzzled his faceplate against the boy’s blue cheek. Layonpay giggled as he shook his head.

“Nga ke run oe, Oe yora’!,” (“You didn’t find me, I win!”) the little boy beamed, an Optimus hummed as he finally set him down.

“Tam, nga yora’” (“Okay, you win.”) the Prime sighed. Then his gaze landed on Seze. Yet she hadn’t removed herself from the pile of blankets, curiosity pulling at her at what he would do.

He quickly pulled the blankets aside and swooped her up, placing her on his lap as he held her close. Seze laughed as he breathed in her lilac scent. His servo moved to her swollen stomach, and a small kick greeted his digits.

“I found you though,” he murmured, and Seze’s blush grew dark as she nuzzled againts her beloved’s silver faceplate. The tone was deep and gentle, making her shiver as she giggled.

“Only because I wanted you to,” she said sweetly, and Optimus rolled his optics as his thumb caressed her stomach.

“How is little Parul?” he questioned softly, and Seze smiled as she looked down, placing her hand above her beloved’s.

“She is well. I can feel her happiness, and how badly she wishes to meet you.”

Optimus smiled as her pulled his Blue flower closer, meanwhile Layonpay had begun to climb Optimus’ back, resting on his shoulders as he hugged his massive helm.

“Tsun ayoe uvan si nìmun?” (“Can we play again?”) Layonpay begged, and Optimus gave Seze a certain look as his wry smile returned.

“Tam, 'aw nì'ul,” (“Okay, just one more.”) the Prime said, and Layonpay jumped off of him, darting off deeper into the kelku as he laughed excitedly.

“‘Aw!’” (“One!”) he said loudly, and Seze gave a piece of his chest a small peck.

“Mune!” (“Two!”) he added, and with Seze’s warmth in his grasp, he looked at her with pure devotion as he softly pushed some hair behind her shoulder.

“Pxey,” (“Three.”) he said, much softer as his silver lips landed on her shoulder, giving her a gentle kiss.

Those lips of steel caressed her blue skin as they landed closer to her neck, and he could feel her skin prickle against him as her tail whipped.

“You are supposed to be counting,” she said, and Optimus chuckled, deep and dark as he planted another kiss behind her feline ear.

“I’m just giving him some more time to hide.”

rainy-s-other-corner

It's so cute!!!! Thank you so much for tagging me! I'm happy that I was able to inspire this fic into existence!

And this is now a fact that Royal and Na'vi always plays hide and seek with their Sparklings!

thereapersson

Yesss! Like good sire’s do! And yes ofc! I couldn’t stop thinking about it fr 😭🥹