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Powerful work by Daniel Warren Johnson.
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Can the next Soft AU Clingy be with Deadlock? I mean, he *definitely* needs to get his smush-smush on with his human! Also, whatever Soft AU you post after Pharma’s delicious Clingy one will be Soft AU 200! :D
🤣 I find it a little alarming that y’all keep track of these things 🔞 🌶️
Soft Au- Clingy
Deadlock x Reader
• Had thought for sure that you’d grow tired of him by now. Realize that you’d prefer a mech better suited to courting a conjunx. Someone gentler, not so rough around the edges. But you just keep coming back to him and he appreciates that so much. That you keep choosing him. Saw him and didn’t look away. Didn’t pretend he was beneath you. And it’s still awkward when you tend to him, courting him as you run those addictively soft hands over him, tending to him. A part of him still expects you to abandon him. Almost everyone always has. Hearing your cart rattling he turns with a rumble, hating how his spark constricts at the thought of seeing you. That he needs this.
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reblog if you love archive of our own and how they firmly refuse to let censorship have any place on their platform
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Happy Belated Birthday, Revel! 💙💜❤️
I’m glad you were able to get some enjoyment out of TFcon despite all the crowding issues.
I typically send in my asks anonymously, but for your birthday I wanted you to know who it was!
I wanted to say thank you for all of your stories and the effort you put into them, and for being so kind to all of us. I’ve read most of the storylines by now, and they really live on in my head and heart at this point. They give me a refuge to escape to when everything is too much, a fantastical playground when I’m feeling creative, and a beautiful picture of what we all desire as sentient beings: to be cared for, to be understood, and above all else, to be loved.
You may call it your “silly nonsense”, but to us it is so, so much more.
❤️💜💙 WE LOVE YOU REVEL!!! 💙💜❤️
Aww! Thank you so much! You guys keep me motivated to keep writing
Soft Pt 3
Deadlock x Reader
• Doesn’t know how to do this, to flirt and joke. To put you at ease and win you over. Sipping his energon, he watches you eat. Answering your questions when you ask them, but even he’s aware that the conversation is stilted, that this isn’t his strong suit. Growing more and more irritated as his servos tighten on his barrel until the metal dents. Makes him wonder why you’d picked him not some Autobot who’s better at this. Who knows how to socialize and can talk to you without sounding defensive.
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Anonymous asked:
More soft drift? There’s so little fics of him 😭
Also, I love your works so much!! Keep up the good work and make sure to take care of yourself!
Sure and I’m glad you like my nonsense!
Soft Pt 2
Drift x Reader
• Biting your lip as you write down ‘hello’ and hold up the tablet, you wait until you’re sure he’s read it. Before bringing your hand up to touch your forehead before making a gesture somewhat like a salute. And he’s mimicking you to make you smile even as you wonder how long he’ll find this game entertaining before he gets bored of it. Even your friends had tired of learning eventually and some had never even bothered at all.
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Hello, sorry- i hope i am not bothering you, how are you? i just wanted to share things i been writing with you since i have no one else to share them with.
I am not a writer but i did have some headcanons and story ideas since the topic of transformers x humans sound interesting, one thing many people do that annoy me is the fact that most if not everyone act as if humans are pathetic and have no unique thing and always make Cybertronians (and most aliens) perfect, powerful and even god-like and whatever, i mean come on yes they have much more advance technology, more knowledge and power and have better bodies than ours but we too have things that uniquely ours, i mean as far as we know while we both are similar in many things we still have our difference that make us special so here are list of things that i believe are things humans had mastered or at least do more than Cybertronians (i wrote this becouse i hate what media taught me as kid, because as a child i hated being human and found earth boring because growing up all i heard is that humans are bad or humans are boring- i mean hating your race is not a good thing to feel especially as a growing child, it cause me quite mental issues- maybe i was snowflake but can we make it so children know about their race and not the bad things- humans do good things all the time yet the bad is always what remembered and known, just becouse some people suck doesnt meant the whole race is, we have our bad and goods, we fail and succeed as people all the time);
What make humans unique is that humans always change and adapt and while humans were, still and will forever be ''humans'' the changes we bring is much faster and have large impact compare to the cybertronians who due to their long lifespan tend to have much less generations, humans meanwhile live shorter life which make us naturally adapt, change and do things much faster, beside humans have much much more varieties in everything from languages and art to sciences and the way of living, while cybetrnoains have their own cultures and many different frames they have less varieties of such thing mainly due to the fact they can communicate and record knowledge better (most of things change due to past knowledge getting mess with or forgotten) or their strict caste system (and leadership in general) they also tend to be bit more localistic and orderly than humans which while it have it advantage it does mean they have much less to offer than us- humans are reckless, chaotic, unpredictable and instable to be able to survive and thrive in earth (Listen i want to see space and visit alien planets as much as any other person, Cybertron look beautiful but can people please give Earth some love? and not as in ''Unicron is earth'' thing i want earth to be loved for what its, have pride in your planet, nature may be unpredictable and cruel but so are we as it children, Cybetron is safer than Earth to its people with much less to offer due to it being Primus but come on Earth have too many things to the point we are still discovering new biomes, lifeforms and sight- i want to how off my beautiful planet to transformers, i may even write such fanfiction at one point about knowledge exchange between the two planets especially earth- the ''Gemstone of the universe'' (not sure about the title though).
Humans create constant waves of change — new art, new science, new ethics — at a speed no Cybertronian society can match with the amount of qualitative change in human society in just one human lifetime is staggering- we have split endlessly into languages, dialects, art forms, sciences, philosophies and more and even till this day history still uncovering more (i hate when fictions write about ''aliens visting earth and teaching humans'' or ''most of our things are copied/learned/inspired by aliens (looking at you michael bay)'' like kindly respect our genius ancestors who worked hard to create such things). Cybertronians do have cultures, frames, and city-states, but their recording systems and longer lives preserve continuity and flatten variety. Our short life is an advnatdge compare to their almost immortal one, we know time is short so we act, invent, explore, build, create and push with urgency, we are like burning stars compare to the Cybertronians’ steady suns- unlike them we hate being pinned down every single one of us is special and hard to describe- personality is not an easy thing to truly describe or know as a single person might embody multiple contradictions and still be whole- we dont understand ourselves but its okay we dont need to be all knowing powerful race; we are messy, young, stupid and reckless but we also change faster than time, change and make nature adapt to us as we survive and thrive again and again, maybe we are space roaches but so what? at least we are able to adapt to survive and thrive even without technology (take technology or T-cog from Cybertronian and drop them any new place and i guarantee 100% they wont find it easy as much as human even a civilian would, our instinct will kick in at some point, they are many stories that prove that). My point is, we should be proud of who we are as people, of our homeplanet that birthed us and many others, of the fact we have had come a long way without being guided and helped (the Cybertronians had head start with primus and the primes- sorry not sorry its canon thing, unlike us they did not had to evolve in nature with nothing but themselves and they still freaked up, at least earth is still alive and we are learning even if slow to be better), dont feel bad for being human- maybe its me but such stories made me hate humans as a child, rising children to hate who they are despite all the good things we did as we only pointed out the bad things in history as if everything is black and white and not rainbow that pull, twist and change- love yourself and your kin, love and be proud of Earth- its not some backwater planet as media make us think.
i think i hit the character limit
Sorry if this was long, hard to understand, boring or pointless, i just wanted to share some stories since i dont post things normally- i hope i am not bothering you too and sorry for my language- i suck at writing so i am kinda stuck.
thank you so much for bringing this up
I'm sorry you had to deal with those things as a child, I admit that I too had an intensely negative view on humanity when I was a preteen/teen, and it definitely messed up how I viewed myself
I will always maintain that humans are good at their core, and I think Cybertronians have so much to learn from us. The beauty of having two alien species interact is watching them put their differences aside and share their cultures.
I think the war has definitely helped them intermingle with aliens a lot more. Even bots open to other species would have treated humans as lesser creatures (even unintentionally), because they're so stuck in their own corner of the world, cooped up by their technological advancements and belief that they are naturally superior to our primitive world
Humans are small and short-lived, sure, but we remain tenacious and are the equivalent of aggressively social cockroaches. Teamwork is one of our best attributes, and when it works, it WORKS - and this is why I think TFP Megatron didn't dare attack world governments directly (because even with their technological advancements, getting ganged up on by the world's population was definitely not something he could handle before Darkmount)
To me, Skybound does a fantastic job depicting how beautiful Earth is, and Optimus loving our planet still makes me tear up.
Anyway, I agree with all of your points and I think you'd make for a great writer
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Endlessly diabolical how you can't say words like rape and suicide uncensored without either being criticised by idiots or punished by conglomerates.
It's not r*pe, it's rape. It's not su*cide, it's suicide. Not unalive, dead. The backbone needs to be reintroduced en masse because softening the blow of these concepts with advertising language does absolutely nothing but allow people unaffected by them to feel not even a sting of what they can do, prompting inaction.
And it's been proven that on certain websites, you don't even face a repercussion for using the words as they are. People just started censoring themselves because they feared the potential lack of views and likes and followers which is so nasty itself.
I attended an anti-suicide seminar in college. One of the big takeaways from it was that stigmatizing suicide increases the rate of suicide, because people who are feeling suicidal feel like they can't ask for help. Every time I see babytalk garbage like 'unalive', I think of that.
Use the real words. Words have power, and they matter.
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Anonymous asked:
Could we have more Deadlock please? I never find any Drift without it being dratchet, and love to everyone where that’s their thing, but I want him all to m’self! Oooh a soft story for Deadlock? or Skywarp or whatever maybe decepticon?
Sure!
Soft
Deadlock x Reader
• “I can do that myself,” he rumbles, feeling soft fingers digging into the seams of his back plating to work oil into the mesh he can never reach. Optics half shuttered, he feels you shift on his back, scooting further down as you ignore him and keep working. It isn’t like he’d asked for you, but you keep coming to him. Taking care of him and it makes his spark ache. Almost resents it, because no one cared for him back on Cybertron until the Decepticons had found him. Had been thrown away, left starving and alone in the gutter. Wanting to be seen. Had become desperate and angry out of necessity. And those soft, alien hands are so gentle it hurts.
Yeeessss finally some Deadlock content :D 🩷
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conindiundrum-writing
Your story is still worth writing even if it veers off from what you planned originally.
It’s still worth writing even if you aren’t feeling it right now.
It’s still worth writing even if it’s fanfiction.
It’s still worth writing even if you don’t think anyone else would ever want to read it.
It’s still worth writing even if it doesn’t get published.
It’s still worth writing even if it doesn’t get adapted into a huge blockbuster movie.
It’s still worth writing even if you can’t have fancy illustrations at the beginning of chapters or a map of the world at the beginning.
It’s still worth writing even if someone you trusted told you to stop.
It’s still worth writing if you just rolled your eyes at me.
It’s still worth writing, SO WRITE IT.
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drive me crazy!
contents ౨ৎ ⋆ bumblebee x reader. fluff. ⭑ bee keeps subconsciously playing love songs on the radio the moment you get in his shotgun and can’t stop.
Bumblebee loves picking you up from campus.
You know this not because he’s ever said it, but because every time you step out of class, he’s already there, idling at the curb like he’s been waiting the whole day. Bright sunflower yellow paint gleaming in the sun, windows down just enough to look cool, and parked at the exact angle that shows off his best side.
You hop in with a smothered giggle at the sight and pat his hood everytime before you do.
And every time, a little crowd forms. Phones come out. Someone always whistles. Someone else always says something like “That Camaro suits you so much” or “Man, he’s gorgeous” and Bee, without fail, revs once. Okay, a few times. Not obnoxiously. Just proud in a cute way.
You’re pretty sure you’ve seen him tilt his mirrors to catch your reaction.
He doesn’t even try to hide it anymore.
Today, though, the ride is quiet. Strangely so.
He hasn’t blasted any music yet—not even the usual over-the-top 90s throwbacks he loves to pretend are ironic. There’s only the low hum of the A/C and the faint creak of the seatbelt as you click in.
You frown slightly, leaning back against cushy leather of the shotgun. “Bee, can you turn some music on?”
He doesn’t respond immediately. The cabin feels like it’s holding its breath.
Then, without warning, the vents shift—and heat pours in like someone just cracked open the sun.
“Bee!”
He lets out a frantic series of beeps and dials the temperature back down.
Cool air spills across your arms. You sigh in relief. Okay, something’s definitely off.
The windshield wipers suddenly kick in.
It hasn’t rained in days.
You glance over at the dash. “What is going on with you today?”
Gently, you rest your hand on the smooth surface. Pat it twice. You’ve done it before—when he’s nervous, or glitchy, or just needs reassurance. You don’t know if it actually does anything, but he always responds like it does.
“Are you okay?” you ask, softer now. “Should I call Ratchet? You’ve been weird since I got in. I can just walk—”
A rapid, indignant string of beeps cuts you off.
“Okay, okay. I won’t walk.” You grin, softening. “I’ll stay here with you.”
A couple of quick chirps follow.
Then, a pause. As if hesitating, the stereo finally crackles on.
The first song starts.
It’s something slow. Something sweet. With strings in the background and lyrics dripping like honey. The kind of song you only hear during the credits of a romcom that ends in a kiss.
A soft croon fills the car. Old, warm, unmistakable.
“Wise men say… only fools rush in…”
You blink. “Wait. Is that—Elvis?”
The song suddenly skips like it’s been snatched mid-note, and suddenly the Cardigans are playing instead, bright and pleading, “Love me, love me, say that you love me…”
You raise an eyebrow. “Bee.”
Panic. Another skip.
“Come right on me… I mean camaraderie…”
“Oh my gosh,” you giggle breathlessly, sinking back into the seat. You can’t help it. “Seriously?!”
Flustered, there’s only desperate, pleading beeps from him. Like he’s telling you it’s out of his control.
You stare at the speakers. “Are you—are you stuck on a love songs playlist right now?”
He beeps once again, defensive.
The volume lowers like he’s giving up. Or accepting his fate.
You glance over, and that’s when you notice it: the little honeypot charm hanging from his rearview mirror—the one you made him a few weeks ago, out of clay and cheap ribbon—is starting to droop. The heat from all his internal scrambling must’ve softened it.
“Bee—your charm!”
He lets out a pitiful whine.
“Don’t worry,” you laugh, reaching over to gently unhook it before it melts completely. “I’ll make you a new one. A better one.”
A chirp. The one he only makes when he’s really, really happy.
You smirk, not even bothering to hide it. “Love you too, Bee.”
Everything freezes for half a second. The lights on his dash flicker, the speakers stutter, and he lets out a high-pitched wheep! that sounds suspiciously like a system overload.
You jolt forward slightly as the car lurches.
He nearly swerves into a bush.
“Bee!!”
He rights the steering wheel, beep-beep-beeping something that sounds very much like I’m fine I’m fine I’m fine while you’re laughing so hard it makes your eyes sting.
Another beep. You okay? It’s sheepish. Embarrassed. He’s terribly endearing, and you’re weak for it.
“I’m okay.” You shake your head, still smiling as you reach over to pat the dash again. “You’re such a dork.”
His engine purrs.
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Humans are cats but what if Cybertronians are dogs?
Im going crazy over how big of an impact human can make on a bot. Despite humans so much short lived compared to them, they formed a bond that could last forever.
A self indulge hc of mine: human's bond with their alien robot buddies have an effect on the spark as well, leaving a permanent print on it if the bond goes deep. Their bot buddy want to sparkbond, but that's physically impossible, so a part of the cyb's spark would always look out and yearn for their human buddy.
So whenever their human bud is around or is found somewhere, could be from a distant or they hear their voice- the spark goes "OMG OMG LITTLE AMICA/CONJUX IS HERE, THEY'RE HERE THEY'RE HERE THEY'RE HERE <33333"
You would have to get used to being randomly picked up or snatched, and seeing your robot friend in their alt-mode appearing outside your front yard.
If some bots are weird or unhinged enough, they'd lick your face idk.
Considering humans are a lot smaller and more fragile, cybs tend to get protective over their charges. Is like scary dog privilege, your personal bodyguard. Being able to trust someone so big and dangerous to not hurt you, the dream.
A bit territorial/possessive over their human. I think their equivalent of barking is aggressively loud honking toward eachother. Get a leash or something if your cyb have rabies.
Megatron: fleshie, just because I tolerate you a little more than the other, doesn't mean I will give you special treatment-
Human: who's a good warlord?
Megatron: meeeeeeeee (〃´ω`〃)