I Watched The Whole Unicron Arc In Transformers: Prime Recently And This Was All I Wanted To Draw XDD

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God the mere image of a giant predacon like Predaking basically being a giant lap dog. The lovebirds cave being quite literally littered with random crap, some that’s organized and some that’s just thrown into a pile. Somehow he steals random furniture for you and the cave becomes a bit more like home- except Predaking doesn’t actually use any of it or let YOU use it for that matter, simply tearing apart the fabric stuffing to make the nest more comfortable for his human mate.

I love this trope so much - giant, terrifying, and ridiculously dangerous creature turning into an obedient puppy because it’s just THAT down bad. I eat this shit up like a gourmet dish every single time.

Also, the image of Predaking holding the most random thing in his jaws is so funny. And he would absolutely be so proud of himself for managing to get you such a “gift,” gently wagging his tail and curling his mouth into something resembling a smile. Then he places his find in front of you, and it turns out he brought you an old, ugly couch or a random set of clothes, which immediately becomes part of your nest.

Predaking will do everything in his power to make sure you live well with him and never even think about going back to your old life. And if you ever have doubts or feel especially awful, missing the past, Predaking is already on his way to get another gift, even more unexpected than the last one. Then he mass displaces to cuddle with you <3 (which basically means laying his helm on you and pinning you to the floor, knocking the air out of your lungs. But don't worry! He is always super gentle with you!).

If Predaking is obsessed with you, it’s safe to say that you and everyone else who has an obsession with you is cooked. He has wooped both Optimus and Megatron’s butts, and was only defeated by Unicron itself. Once he sets his optics on you, it’s over. He just snatches you in front of everyone and flies away to somewhere secluded and comfortable. He is fully confident in being able to protect you better than the decepticons and autobots combined.

For the first time in forever, the decepticons and autobots create a temporary alliance just to rescue you from the obsessed predacon. You are the only treasure he intends to hoard and will not hesitate to burn anyone alive if they come too close.

Yeah, your robo harem doesn’t stand a chance lmao.

Having your own obsessive dragon who treats you like his most precious treasure sounds fun until you realize Predaking has zero understanding of how humans work. Sure, spending the rest of your life cuddling with him and mass-producing sparklings sounds nice, but eventually, you’ll have to explain to him that humans need more to survive than warmth and interfacing because they can die, and the slightest mention of your death sends Predaking into a frenzy.

That’s when the gift-giving starts. At first, he brought you energon, thinking you consume the same thing he does (by the way, he was very proud of managing to procure such delicious-looking crystals <3, too bad his enthusiasm died instantly when you explained that humans can’t ingest energon). Then came whole trees and bushes, uprooted entirely, and eventually... whole-ass sheep lmao. Only after long explanations does he have a partial understanding of what you actually need and starts stealing entire delivery trucks for you. Isn’t he the most wonderful mate?

So wonderful that he only leaves your side to go on food-gathering trips. When he’s with you, he doesn’t leave you for a second, showering you with care, caresses, and warmth. No one is allowed to get near you, human or bot, it doesn’t matter. You belong only to him, and he has no intention of sharing. So prying you out of his claws isn’t just difficult — it’s almost impossible.

Don’t you guys love when an OC has a Canon as their Father/Mother figure? Because I fucking do!

Personally, I would NOT struggle against Synth-Energon Ratchet- I want to be stuck to that bot like a koala to a tree.

Am I saying I would make his behavior worse? Yes, I am- cause being constantly pampered on by your version of Ratchet is already a dream come true, but now it’s your Ratchet on SYNTH ENERGON?? Sign me up.

you are so REAL for that, synth-en!ratchet has me barking every time I think about him lmao (which means every day)

And honestly, you either not paying attention to his behavior or even encouraging him to focus on you more fits Ratchet on acid perfectly. It’s literally like you were made for each other, which is something the gilf medic will say very often — especially when he pulls some freaky stunt, and you cheer him on. He’ll act even more like a young god when he throws some freaky line your way, and you respond with something just as unhinged, if not more.

Imagine him getting into a fight solely to impress you, and you acting like his personal cheerleader, shouting his name and hyping him up to kick that bot’s aft. With that kind of support, Ratchet would solo Unicron, lmao.

The only problem is that the rest of the team will get sick of you two very quickly and, for the sake of peace and quiet, will try to separate you. Of course, this will backfire spectacularly because synth-en!Ratchet will absolutely lose his mind if he doesn’t have you constantly by his side.

I had a feeling...

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Obsessed-Predaking thought that I have had floating in the back of my mind for years:

There were other predacons being revived from the recovered CNA that never made it to term (thnx Megs). Scenario: Human has met Predaking, the obsession has taken root. He successfully saves them before Megatron orchestrates their destruction via leaking intel to the Autobots. But removing them from their stasis before they reach full size like he did means that they won't grow as fast as he has. So he gathers them all up, establishes himself as their sire, and takes them to his human, introducing them as their mother. Cue dragon predacon sparkling shenanigans, a blissfully happy Predaking, and a very out of depth human who was in no way ready for some simple conversation to lead to becoming the Cybertronian version of the Mother of Dragons.

Awww, what a big and adorable family you’ve created <3 (please ignore the fact that you were kidnapped and are being kept against your will lmao).

Assuming Predaking has already started building your shared little nest and has gathered plenty of gifts for you, it doesn’t surprise you when he leaves again to bring you another batch of random items. So imagine your shock when you see him flying back, but instead of one giant dragon, you spot several smaller ones flying next to Predaking...

The Predacon sparklings instantly adore you and treat you like their mom. They’re adorable in their excitement and how quickly they warm up to you, but like Predaking at first, they have absolutely no idea how humans work. While the Predacon king himself has learned to adjust his strength to your fragility, the little ones haven’t yet. So at first, you’ll probably end up with a few scratches and bruises when playtime gets out of hand. But your beloved mate will quickly scold them and correct their behavior, showing them how they should handle you.

Predaking will definitely take them on his treasure hunts for gifts for you, during which they’ll hold little competitions to see who can find the most beautiful present for you <3 (Predaking always wins, by the way).

The fact that humans need to sleep every day will also be taken full advantage of by them as they wrap themselves tightly around you, warming you with their bodies. The thought of escaping this cuddle trap is something you can pretty much abandon because you won’t set a foot outside your nest. Someone is always keeping watch, and the moment they sense you’re not inside, you’ll immediately be dragged back by your clothes to resume snuggling <3

And while having adopted sparklings has slightly eased Predaking’s need for offspring, he’ll still want to have a few biological sparklings with you. He’ll make this very clear when he sends the kids off to bring you something pretty...

But since TMNT is hyped again, there's one more thing i would like to share with you.

Rise Leo and MM Leo would follow 2012 Leo around like ducklings.

*sign* why is it so hard making an cloudy hairstyle on Ao Lie? 😭

Prime and Protector (TF One Sentinel Prime)

Pairing - Sentinel Prime x F!Prime!Reader

summary - you're the smallest Prime, and the nicest to Sentinel. the two of you develop a close bond as the other Primes treat you like any other Cybertronian because of your size, and you fall for the only bot who still puts you on a pedestal

warnings - slight angst but mostly fluff, neglect from the Primes, a bit suggestive?

a/n - sorry not sorry, i am obsessed with this maniac

Primes were known to be massive beings, significantly taller than most Cybertronians. It was a symbol of their power and prestige, as well as their leadership over the citizens of Cybertron.

However, there was one Prime who wasn't quite as big.

You were the same height as Sentinel, who wasn't even a Prime, and you had a very slender frame. So you looked like any other Cybertronian, which is why the other Primes often treated you like such. They often left you out, "forgetting" to call you to meetings and you wouldn't even know about half of them if it hadn't been for Sentinel.

"My lady."

You were in your berthroom prepping your weapon for your next encounter with the Quintessons, when Sentinel appeared at your door. He knocked politely, giving you a smile he reserved only for you.

You couldn't help but smile back, being very fond of the advisor, "Come in, Sentinel. I assume there's another meeting?"

"Yes", he nodded, stepping into your berthroom for the first time.

He considered this progress in his relationship with you. You were the nicest of all the Primes, the one who treated him the best. He liked you the most, and maybe that was transitioning into something more...romantic. So you letting him into your berthroom gave him some hope that you at least liked him, if not felt for him what he felt for you.

Maybe one day.

You ex-vented heavily, "Okay. I'll be there soon."

He noticed your apprehension, "Is something the matter?"

It wasn't any of his business, but recently you'd grown a lot closer to him as you grew distant from your fellow Primes.

"I grow weary of my brethren," you admitted to him. "I am practically invisible to them; they don't ever see me."

He responded with something so bold he would never have thought of uttering it in your presence had it not been for you allowing him into your private space.

"I see you."

You offered him a small smile, "I know you do, my sweet advisor."

His words had a much bigger impact on you than he realised, and this was the start of the road to becoming his sparkmate. This was the point at which you realised you saw him as more than an advisor, more than a friend. And even though you held a higher status, you didn't feel ashamed about it.

"You must be exhausted, my lady."

You returned from another skirmish with the invaders, feeling exactly that, to see Sentinel standing outside your berthroom with a plate of fresh energon.

You smiled, and your faceplates heated up at how attentive he was, "Thank you, Sentinel. But you were there too, you should also get some rest."

None of the other Primes would have thought to suggest that he rest as well. And that only made him want to care for you more.

"I insist," he moved the plate closer to you. "Once you are replenished, I will take my leave to...rest." He said that hesitantly, because you both knew the other Primes would just put him back to work.

You offered him a tired smile and beckoned him into your berthroom once again, "Then at least share the energon with me. That's far too much for me alone."

Sentinel was stunned by the offer, and also flustered. For the first time, it was you making his faceplates heat up rather than the other way around.

"Are you sure, my lady?"

"Mhm," you nodded, then laughed, "Oh and please, stop calling me 'my lady'. You can use my name, you know."

"But that would be-"

"I insist," you settled on your berth. "You've earned it."

The permission to use your name made him buzz with excitement, but also nervousness. That seemed almost too kind of you, but then again he was alone with you...in your berthroom...sharing a plate of energon with you.

"Sentinel," you laughed again, "Relax. Sit down."

He didn't realise how tense he was, but as he sat down across from you he felt himself relax. You being so casual around him was, surprisingly, putting him at ease.

Sentinel admired you a lot. He often found himself unable to look away from you, the most beautiful femme he had ever laid optics on. But now, in the comfort of your berthroom, looking so relaxed, there was a different kind of beauty about you. A beauty that transcended physical appearance, and that was hard to ignore.

He didn't know how to explain it.

Your faceplates burned when you caught sight of him staring. You were speechless for a moment at the look in his optics. Far more than just respect and admiration, there was something deeper in them. Something far more...intimate.

"Power down with me," you found yourself saying, unable to believe those words yourself.

His optics widened, "My lady-"

"(Name)," you corrected, moving closer to him as if possessed.

"My lady," he insisted, struggling to deny your request to call you by name. "I don't think it would be appropriate-"

"Sentinel, please."

And then you were kissing him.

You had surged forward and closed the distance between you two, smashing your dermas against his. Locking you two in a passionate kiss in that awkward position, both of you with your legs hanging over separate sides of the bed but upper bodies turned to face one another.

You kissed him hungrily, like you were starved.

And Sentinel kissed back.

You could have done this forever, it felt so good. But Sentinel seemed to regain his senses midway, and suddenly pulled away from you. Though he found it extremely difficult to do so.

"Sentinel?" You questioned, confused. "Did I misunderstand..?"

"No, Primus no," he vented, "I'll see you tomorrow, my lady."

He got up quickly and left, leaving you confused and slightly hurt. Feeling just a little bit rejected by the one bot you thought wanted you.

The next day you noticed Sentinel doing his best to avoid you. Unlike before, if you didn't need him he wouldn't be with you. And that hurt even more, because you missed his company and you missed his attentiveness.

You closed yourself off, spending your spare time in your berthroom, thinking of various strategies and tactics - distracting yourself the only way you knew how.

"My lady-"

"What do you want, Sentinel?" You grit your dentae, words coming out cold and harsh.

He flinched at your tone, having never heard you speak to him like that before, "I would like to apologise."

"For what? Avoiding me or leading me on?" You laughed coldly.

"I wasn't-" He paused, then, "I just didn't think the other Primes would approve."

"And what do I care for their approval?" You hissed, "All they've ever done is ignore me, so I don't think they would even notice. Even if they did, my choice of sparkmate is my own."

"I apologise," he answered softly. "I didn't realise."

And just like that, you forgave him. Just like that, your anger and hurt disappeared. You looked up at him, standing awkwardly in the doorway and shuffling his weight nervously. He looked so cute, it was just so hard to stay mad.

"Come here."

He followed your gentle command, approaching you slowly. You stood up from your berth, excited at the idea of having him close again.

"Can I..?"

"Please."

His servos ghosted over your hip plating before grabbing your waist and pulling you forward to rest against him.

"You have no idea how long I've waited for this," he admitted, "I want you, (Name) Prime."

"Leave the Prime out," you mumbled bashfully.

He chuckled and stared at you for a moment, "Are you sure?"

You knew he wasn't asking about your name, but you were still certain of your answer, "Yes. I want you too, Sentinel."

That night he spent in your berthroom was intimate, the most intimate and special experience either of you had ever had. Your sparks were laid bare for one another, and you ended up sealing your bond with way more than just a kiss.