Anyway

Hear me out…Mech pilot AU for transformers…

Here’s a blurb!

Got this idea while scrolling. Would y’all read a fic about reader being a mech pilot for an organization on earth called “Project Archangel”

Reader has a beautiful mech, very good at fighting and has impressive weaponry

Cybertronians get to earth and start bringing their war here like they do

Autobots get introduced to the very few mech pilots the humans have to offer

Humans when piloting their mech BECOME THE MECH’S SPARK MAKING IT NEARLY CYBERTRONIAN AND VERY ALIVE to the horror of most of the actual cybertronians

Chaos ensues. I’ll explain more if I decide to write it. Idk if this is stupid but I want to write it. Tell me what you think.

IDW Starscream X Reader

Rendezvous

Warnings: none

Synopsis: While on patrol, the SIC discovers a quiet place he can get away from it all. Unfortunately, so did a certain troublesome little human.

Author note: (I’ve never written fanfic before but I wanted a slow burn romance with no smut only fluff so here I am. I am not a professional writer and this is my first time posting fanfic!)

It had been one of those days you felt like running away from it all. You drove furiously down the winding road you took to work every day. Music blaring and fists clenched on the wheel. Snow had fallen the night before making the foliage glisten as your car screamed past the quiet trees. You needed more time to yourself. Just a few more hours until you had to go home. It’s not like you wouldn’t be alone anyway. You lived by yourself in the middle of nowhere, in a house given to you when your mother passed away last year. The memories in that house plagued you almost as much as your idiot coworkers. Taking a deep breath in, you turn onto the unmarked path that led to the lake. The moon was full, casting ethereal silver light over the icy water. This time of year you knew it was frozen solid. Enough for your favorite passtime, ice skating. It had been years since you had been here. Good memories began to surface as you parked the car and got out. Breathing in a lungful of painfully fridged air. A smile crawled its way across your lips. This was exactly what you needed.

Starscream stalked through the halls of the base. His wings flicking irritably. Another unfruitful scout for energon had left him with the fury of his glorious leader. He flexed his servos itching for something to take his frustration out on. He shouldered past Thundercracker, the other seeker raising a hand in greeting but stopping when he saw the look on his face. He missed the days when he and his trine had been able to spend more time together. But those feelings were currently overshadowed by the unyielding rage he felt. He tried to ignore the sting in the side of his helm where Megatron had drove his fist, making it clear once again that failure meant pain. Venting his frustration to the cold night air, he transformed wanting to be anywhere but here. Flying his usual patrol route he spotted the perfect place far enough away from those miserable humans. A lake, surrounded by mountains and covered in ice. A clearing of large rocks sat underneath a cliff nearby. Perfect to take out his grievances on. He landed skidding so a halt, nearly bowling into one of the big rocks. Instead he sent his fist through it, shattering the massive stone and yelling his frustration to what he thought was an empty night sky.

You had since donned your old skates and a heavier coat. Pulling on the leather skates felt like coming home. Something familiar and exciting. You had taken lessons in your teens and still remember it like it was yesterday. Putting on your favorite playlist, you slide gracefully onto the ice. The moon is bright enough to light the entire lake as you enjoy the solitude. Your breath billowing in eerie curls from your mouth as you remember the steps to a routine you learned. Spinning gracefully, forgetting the awful day you had at work. Peace didn’t last long though as a massive boulder comes hurtling from behind you. Narrowly missing your head and plummeting straight through the thick ice. You barely have time to react before you are sent flying. A scream of fear cut short as you plunge below the ice into the inky water.

Starscream swung his helm around at the sound of your shriek. A human? Or an animal? Something was here with him. He stalked through the trees towards where he had sent that stone flying. He hoped it would land satisfyingly in the middle of that frozen lake. On his approach he saw it in fact met its mark. That’s when he noticed the human vehicle parked near the shore and a small pale hand scrabbling at the edge of the ice. For a moment he thought about just flying away. He wouldn’t have to deal with whatever it was. It was just a human. Right? But something made him stop and reach out a massive hand, scooping you from the water. When he lifted you towards his face to examine you, he noticed something alarming. You weren’t moving. A tinge of guilt gripped his spark. He hadn’t meant to cause harm to the thing. All these years on earth and he hadn’t let himself get this close to its squishy little inhabitants. It looked startlingly like a Cybertronian sparkling. His optics narrow as worry grips him. Poking you with a servo gently to push you over onto your back in his hand, he presses it cautiously to your chest. Your little heartbeat is there, but it’s faint. He vents in exasperation. The night wasn’t meant to go like this.

Christmas is coming! Have a logical Christmas

IDW Starscream X Reader

Rendezvous Part 2

Rating: 18+ (TW: blood, reader hits their head hard)

Frag. Could this day get any worse? He can’t throw it back into the lake now. Starscream just stares at the tiny frozen organic clutched in his servos. Looking around he tries to think of a way to get rid of it without having to deal with it, when it suddenly whimpers. A pitiful sound as it comes to and begins to shiver. It’s unsettling the way it weakly tries to squirm in his grasp. He grimaces lifting it closer to his optics again. That’s when he noticed the gash on its forehead. It’s leaking. Oozing dark red liquid from where he assumed was it’s processor. He could feel its weak heartbeat against his palm and he knew he had to do something fast. Or he’d have a bigger problem on his hands. Running a hand over his faceplate in exasperation, he decides the best course of action would be to get it somewhere warm first. Maybe he could figure out how to get it to stop leaking. Carefully he transformed around the little thing and took off towards the base. He knew he’d have to be careful. If the others saw his mistake, that could mean a fate far worse than freezing to death for you.

Light and sound were the only discernible sensation besides a deep, bone jarring chill. Your teeth chatter as you try to rouse yourself. ‘Don’t fall asleep.’ You think as you feel a warmth envelop you. Someone must have found you and drug you out of the lake. This was rural Appalachia. It was a miracle anyone was within fifteen miles of where you were. You reach a shaky hand to your forehead, bringing it away sticky with blood. Confused you try to get a sense of where you are. Your eyes won’t cooperate, everything is fuzzy and unfocused. The faint sound of a jet engine made you scrunch your brow. Perhaps you were being airlifted to the hospital? You reach up a hand weakly resting it on the canopy above you. Silently thanking whatever gods were watching over you this night. Your eyes grew so heavy you feared you’d slip away forever. Head throbbing and clothes still soaking wet from your fall into the lake, you shiver until exhaustion takes you.

Returning to base, Starscream lands in his alt mode carefully keeping you hidden in his canopy. He transforms, aware of your limp body resting against the inside of his frame. Shuddering at the sensation, he tries his best not to jostle you around as he strides inside. Luckily the hallways are mostly empty and he arrives at his quarters with no uncomfortable questions asked. After gently lifting you from his canopy, he places you on his desk. Kneeling so he can assess the damage. You flop alarmingly limp from his servo onto the hard surface. Your jacket, still full of water, makes an awful squishing noise. He grimaces, trying his best to figure out how to get you out of your soaked coverings. His servos much too big as he fumbles with the clasps of your jacket. After struggling for awhile he family manages to shake you free of your jacket. He jumps a bit, his wings flicking when you let out a pained groan from being handled. After gently putting you down again he begins to pace in front of the desk. What was he thinking bringing you here? He didn’t know slag about humans. He let out a frustrated growl slamming his fist onto the desk next to you. This roused you enough to lift your head and stare blearily up at him. Clearly your optics weren’t working correctly because you actually reach out a tiny shaking hand towards his fist. He watches intently as you mumble incoherently to him. Needing his help. Needing him. His optics widen at the realization. One thing was clear. He has to find a way to save you.

Reblog if you’re over 20 and still read/write fan fiction.

I’m curious!

IDW Starscream X Reader

Rendezvous Part 5

Warnings: none

You stare open mouthed at the giant metal being that seemingly materialized out of thin air before you. Once a jet and now…you aren’t sure what it is. With its cannons and cruel looking fists clenched at its sides. Everything inside you tells you that you aren’t supposed to see this. Your heartbeat now in your throat, you begin to back away. Slowly trying to put as much distance between you and the terrifying government experiment as you can. Because surely that’s what it is right? The government had to have made this thing as some type of war weapon or surveillance drone. Testing it in a rural area where no one was supposed to be. You were in the wrong place, at the wrong time. But who would believe you? Turning to bolt, your foot lands heavy on a particularly dry twig. The loud snap makes you wince and you freeze. Breath shuddering as you turn your head to see if that thing had heard. It had. The deep sound of metal creaking sends shivers through your body as it turns its huge head towards you and scowls. Finding you with its gaze, bright red eyes cast an eerie glow over the snow covered ground. ‘Move! Move!’ Your internal voice is shrieking at your legs to run but you stand frozen under the gaze of that giant, gaping at it stupidly. Then it tilts its head. To your absolute horror it begins to approach, footfalls shaking the ground. Finally, whatever icy grip the fear had on your legs was broken and you tear off towards where you parked your car. Wind whipping through your hair as you try to outrun that thing. Too late as its hand comes down blocking your way. You try to skid to a halt and end up careening straight into its palm. You let out a shriek as fingers close around you. Your heart beats out of your chest as you are lifted into the air and held eye level with the giant. Its mechanical optics search your face before it opens its mouth and a deep rumbling voice speaks. “You aren’t supposed to be here.”

It’s that same meddlesome human again. Starscream knows he should just squish it and be done with the whole ordeal. It’s tiny fragile body all too easily crushed in his servos. He tightens his grip seemingly to test just how easy it would be. The human cries out, pitifully clawing at his digits, trying to get free. He growls, loosening his bruising grip to an uncharacteristically gentle hold. The human freezes staring up at him with wide scared eyes. It’s little mouth open as it breathes raggedly in his servo. He feels the pounding of its little heart as he holds it there. Frozen with fear and looking up at him as if it expected to be ended at any second. It starts to speak in a stuttering little voice that is almost as pathetic as it looks. “You aren’t supposed to be here either.” It lifts its head staring defiantly back at him. “What are you some kind of government experiment?” Cheeky little thing. Even in the face of certain death it stutters out a reply.

Your mind is racing at a hundred miles an hour but your body is frozen stiff with fear. Out of fight, flight, and freeze you’ve always thought you’d be a fighter. This scenario is so absurd that your brain can’t keep up. You glare up at it trying to appear bigger than you are. That thing doesn’t reply, leaning in closer to examine you. Looking much too closely for your liking. You cringe back holding your arms in front of your face and duck your head trying to protect it. The creature gives a heavy sigh and leans back to give you space. “You shouldn’t be here. You should have learned your lesson the first time.” He growls. It’s a he you decide. It’s deep voice reverberating through your tiny form. You tilt your head. What does he mean by ‘the first time?’ Does he know something about what happened to you. “What do you mean by the first time?” You manage to squeak out. Your voice sounding much smaller than you had hoped.

Starscream stops, considering his next words carefully. Clearly the tiny thing can’t remember what had happened to it. Honestly he didn’t expect it to be so intelligent in the first place. So capable of communicating and defiant as he holds its little life in his servos. It’s definitely the same human from before. The scar on its forehead evidence of his blunder from weeks ago. But it doesn’t know, doesn’t remember somehow. Perhaps he’d knocked its processor too hard and damaged its internal systems. Whatever the case. He could lie to it. Make it believe anything he wanted to. He thought for a moment before coming up with a perfect lie. “I am from your ‘government’ and about three weeks ago you got caught in the middle of a sort of weapons testing. We had a malfunction and you were unfortunately caught in it. If I hadn’t been here when it happened you’d have perished.” He smiled wickedly, preening a bit. His wings twitched, proud of the lie he came up with. But the little human just stared up at him with its round eyes. Little heart racing and its chest rising and falling as it breathed. Finally it managed a reply. “…t…thank you. For saving my life.”

Starscream and his noble steed. I take pride in how I display my Blokees Transformers figures.

Just wanting to know what yall are thinking about them because I haven’t heard much feedback and I’m a nervous bean 🙊

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First time using procreate to do anything so here’s my starboy✨. Don’t look too closely at it.