Some of these were a bit difficult because I don’t recall TFA super well and what I can recall is a bit basic. I also decided to cut off some people from the list I originally had. If someone has a specific request for a certain character, feel free to ask me and I’ll respond with my answer for that character. For now, part 2 of my DnDformers!
Race - Background - Class (Subclass)
AUTOBOTS
Optimus Prime: High Elf - Knight - Paladin (Oath of Redemption)
This has been living in my head rent free, so now y’all have to live with it too.
You’d think Megatron would be the type to curl you into his chest as you both sleep, and he does, when not in holoform. Imagine, if you will, if he were in holoform, you’d find that Megatron, ANY Megatron at that note, wouldn’t curl you to his chest, but he’d curl into yours. Why is this? Because he needs to make sure you’re real. At any point in the night, he wants to make sure you’re really there, in love with him, and him in love with you. It would happen on pure accident, his head against your chest and listening to your heartbeat. It’s like an addiction to him. It’s a reality check. And he needs to make sure that never stops. He needs to make sure that you won’t vanish throughout the night.
He needs you more than he realizes, and he’s willing to take the hit to his pride to prove it.
this is redraw of Ariel Diazes’ lovely Miss Meow No.1 cover! in a moment of brilliant word association—my mind immediately went meow meow Megatron and now here we are
Yet again something for @pastelpaperplanes … If this is going to become a habit, I’ll let you know…
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Pure, edible energon was becoming harder and harder to find on the wilderness. Difficulty raised up when it was not for one, but two bots with no reserves and half starving. Megatronus told him that they had a week at max to find either a settlement or a pool if they wanted to survive the journey. Death by starve wasn’t the way Optimus wanted to leave this world, and he was sure his new companion thought the same.
Megatronus, the bot who had been following him. The same one he beat and made eat dirt. He introduced himself as a simple commoner who was on the same quest as him: To find the Allspark. He overheard him talking about it and so decided to follow him. When did that happened? Since when? For how long? Those were unanswered questions.
Optimus couldn’t trust him, a stranger, a stalker, but he was convinced to at least walk together until the next town, and from then, decide what to do. Well… He appreciated the company of a silent bot over the quiet atmosphere of the woods.
They didn’t talked that much, he didn’t wanted to tell a stranger who he was, nor why he was doing this quest alone, less about any detail of his personal life. Luckily, his companion had a similar sense of privacy since he didn’t asked too much questions. But from the little remarks he often did, Optimus already knew the bot had an ego as big as his frame, he even had this aura of smugness surrounding him like another cloak. It was infuriating sometimes, as the fact that now he couldn’t recharge nothing at night. He could say it was because he was doing guard or watching his back for the stranger (Actually, it was like that the first three days of walking together) But the truth was… Megatronus snored like a earthquake. And sleep deprival was one of the reasons why he was starving for energon…
“…-timus! Optimus!”
“What?!” He was so lost in thought that he didn’t noticed his source of new worries shouting at him
“Stop sleep walking and look at this!” The big bot was kneeled besides a green path that stood out among everything dark in the environment “This… You know what this means?!”
Optimus looked at it deeply “… This… Area hasn’t been affected by the fluctuations on the natural cycle”
“Exactly!” Megatronus seemed excited, but he still didn’t get it. It was good, yes, but it eventually will come affected too. The other seemed to pick his confusion, rolled his optics and added frantically “There may be an energon pool nearby!”
“What?! Why didn’t you tell me sooner!”
“I told you!”
“When?!”
“Right now?!”
“No you didn’t!”
“Yes I did!”
Optimus ran away from the discussion, literally, towards the green bushes and the grass looking for any sign of liquid pink. He could heard the heavy steps of Megatronus behind him (Looking for the energon or to finish their little discussion, he never knew) Then he gasped
“Megatronus! Over here!” He was smiling as a fool behind his face mask
The big bot literally screamed and jumped in joy when he saw the pool. Both of them hurried to it’s shore and instantly drank with their hands. It was pink energon! A dimmed pink than it should be… However, who cared! Once the thirst was satisfied, they filled their canteens to the brim and, why not? Took some rest near the pool.
After a few kliks, however, Megatronus started lingering on his side, lowering the upper part of his body to be at almost optical level. What was the fragger up to now?
“… I knew it” He just said, his gaze changing from curious to… What was that? …Affection? “You are far too pretty for me” And then a wink!
Optimus gasped, and then he noticed, he didn’t had his face mask on! He forgot… Was he so desperate for fuel that he didn’t noticed? The energon quickly colored his cheeks
“And I prefer to be the pretty one…” He then looked at the glittering pool in front of them, as if comparing which of the three was more beautiful. Optimus ignored his last words and stared at some point in the distance. With his hand he gently touched his cheek and part of his lips, trying to remember the last time he was called pretty.
The whole landscape was covered in green, different shades of it. He had seen it in the pictures of the datapads, but never with his own optics on his short functioning. It was beautiful, and amazing. He couldn’t help but feel awed by it…
“ANYTHING WORTHY FROM UP THERE?!” That scream almost made him loose balance and fall. It scared him.
His new friend was down there, waiting for him to find any information about the planet they were in. Coming back from recharge and finding yourself stranded on a completely unknown place was terrifying, but the company wasn’t bad.
Orion was the one who suggested climbing on the endemic flora of the planet to reach a better view of their surroundings. And since he was the ‘less heavier’ between the two of them, up he went. It had been enjoyable until now, 'cause now he had to go down. It was a miracle that he managed to climb this high. And downsides were always worse. Fortunately, the branches of this plant became bigger and stronger when close to the ground. Before a worry on his way up, now was a relief. But he still proceed slowly, taking one step at the time. If he slipped, the fall could dent some sensitive plating and…
“HURRY UP ALREADY!” D shouted again, scared him again, and made him loose balance
He yelled loudly on his fall and braced himself for the impact. But when it came… The pain wasn’t as much as he expected. Orion opened his optics to find himself sprawled over the gray and yellow youngling’s back. A little whine of pain escaped from his savior’s intake
“Oh no! I’m sorry! I-I’m so sorry!” He kept apologizing while stepping off the bot and helping him stand
“That’s my line… I’m sorry I yelled at you and scared you like that…” D averted his optics, shifting uneasily. He didn’t knew if it was because of shame or the pain on his back “Oh, and don’t worry! Heavier stuff has fallen over me. You-”
He cut himself mid-sentence and looked away again. Orion took his time to look at his new friend one more time. D was BIG, twice his size or so! He wasn’t a very social bot unlike his friends, so he didn’t knew other younglings, nor sparklings. But D seemed to be close to reaching his last upgrade as a bot, or maybe two more until that. Somewhat half his carrier size, while Orion was still early on his younghood. Solar liked to tease him calling him sparkling when he was not anymore!
But he did really seemed a sparkling, compared to that big frame, big hands, and all the big things of his new friend’s.
“So?” His thoughts were interrupted once again when D looked at him
“So… What?”
“…” D rolled his helm and optics, but a weird smile crept on his faceplates “Did you see anything useful up there?”
“Oh!” Yeah, that’s right! He tried to remember what he saw, the different shades of green… “I saw an area without these big plants at the southwest from here” Those were the brighter shades of green he could see “I think it’s a good start to investigate it?”
D seemed to be deep in thought, as if thinking about the possibilities. He was probably older than him so, it was natural to follow his lead “Ok… Let’s head that way then! Is it too far from here?”
“I… Think so?” Orion didn’t exactly focused on that
“Well then… Let’s get going! Shall we?”
He nodded as they started walking towards the place. Orion still felt insecure and scared, between his new environment, his new friend, and the possibilities… He wished that at least he had brought a book with him…
Tension could be cut with a blade in the large bridge of The Nemesis. Almost all Decepticon Teams were reunited waiting for the news their supreme leader would give them. Megatron was on the top platform with Strika and some other generals… Also, Azure was there too, at the side of his creator.
“Fellow Decepticons!” The deep voice resonated through the walls, every con down there stiffening as if given a secret command “This is the beggining of a new age for us and our cause. These past days we have finally achieved the construction of a functioning space bridge!”
The lower platform went wild on battlecries, they were finally on the same level with the Autobots, and with the Allspark destroyed, now nothing will stop them from finally defeating their foes. The joy was more palpable than the initial tension.
“The prototype is finished, yes. But it still needs to be tested. And for that, we need a volunteer.” Everycon fell quiet hearing their leader talk. Did they need to offer themselves volunteers? “The cons who offered themselves volunteers are my own creation, Azure, and his team” He signaled the younger blue bot at his side, waiting for him to step forward
Azure hated this, he didn’t liked being the center of attention, but how to avoid it being the faction leader’s creation. He stepped forward, trying to remain still and without trembling too noticeably. The crowd below erupted in cheers once again, he tried to focus on his creator, mute everything around him, conceal himself in an invisible and safe prison. Megatron picked up his feelings through the bond and send a wave of reassure.
Of course, he couldn’t forget everything was for him. He had to start gaining the respect of his Creator’s troops, in case Megatron fall… He had to be a leader, HE HAD TO BE A GOOD LEADER. Azure shaked a little to continue with his part. He leaned down in one knee and put a hand over his spark, trying to look only to those red embers that waited for him, expectantly.
“I’m honored for me and my team to… To participate in such a big event like this one. I won't… Fail you, my lord”
He retreated a little too fast behind his creator, wich caused some little whispers to broke through the platforms. But Megatron washed him with pride, even if the words couldn’t be spoken. He took advantage of his concealed position and smiled widely, a weak act that will be condoned for all his Creator’s troops. But his care was everything Azure needed to survive on his world.
He was scared, he didn’t knew where he was, nor how he arrived to an ORGANIC PLANET from his cozy little hole on the mines. He just woke up, and no one of his friends was there with him. Why only him? Was this some kind of punishment because he exchanged the energon of the propietary with residual fluids? But how they knew it was HIM the one who did it and not 17 or 18?
Everything was covered in green and blue and… and MORE GREEN. Well, except of a red plating not too far from him. That’s when he noticed his smaller companion. There was another bot with him, blue and red with little yellow. It wasn’t from the mines, so a civilian? Was he in punishment too? But why? He looked fine, and little… And fragile. Nothing organically new counting, this bot was the most fragile thing that he’s ever seen. Will it shatter if he touched it?
He poked the bot with one servo, it slapped it out of his faceplates gently, murmuring something in half recharge. He tried it again, and a little grumbling came from his little engines… Everything about this bot was SO LITTLE. The third time was the charm
“Whaaaaaaaaat~?” A pitched voice came out of the intake… He noticed that the lips were the only thing that wasn’t that little. They were plump and seemed squishy.
A pair of blue optics widened to his max, it seemed. He admitted it, it was kind of cute.
“Whe-whe-where a-am I? Who a-a-are yo-ou?” The little one was trembling so much, as he had a deadly cold
“I'm… trying to figure out where WE are” It was cute, but if the little bot became that scared of everything, then it was going to be an annoyance.
“Why a-am I… Why are we here?” He stopped sputtering, but his frame still trembled
“I dunno… What’s the last thing you remember?”
“I… Was at home… After playing with Ariel and Selar… I drink energon and went to recharge” That didn’t helped their situation at all “… And you?”
“Same… ” Except that instead of playing, he was working with 17 and 18. And instead of recharge, it was his break “But maybe someone wanted to play us a prank?”
“Hmmm… I may know someone…” He sounded annoyed
So it was it then. Until further news, everything was a complicatedly elaborated prank with no sense of humour from their acquaritances. Now…
“… We should probably go back home… I mean… Back to Cybertron” The little bot took his words out of his processor
“Sure, that seems logical…”
“… What’s your designation?”
“What?”
“…Your designation?” The little bot looked at him on an almost pleading way.
Sure, they were everything they had in this misterious organic planet. They should stick together to survive in case there were dangers around
“… D”
“Uhm… Just ’D’?”
“Just ’D’ ” He tried to sound final and menacing. The little one flitched so it worked “… And yours?”
“Oh!… Orion Pax” Orion still had his intake open, he seemed to think what he wanted to say “… You are very big, D”
D couldn’t help but laugh. Many times other workers on the mines called him and his friends ‘little’, but this was the first time somebot called him 'big’. It made him proud and smug.
This is for @pastelpaperplanes , some kind of gift fic because I liked a lot her Thorns And Thrones AU and I felt inspired to write this. I hope you like it
THE BEGINING OF A JOURNEY
Tracks without road, trees turning black and leafs dancing around him as a tender rain while the sunset reflected some colour to the environment. Optimus sighted, back when he was younger and still held the tittle of knight, roads like these used to be full of life. Birds chirping the most tranquil melodies, bugs buzzling around the little crystal flowers from the bushes. It was still spring, but everything looked like autumn.
But that was the main reason for his quest, right? To look for the Allspark and bring it back to Iacon to restore the nature cycle once more. Lots before him had tried, and no one came back successfully… If they came back. Every bot he knew was very skeptical about his rate of succeed, and they hold some trueness on their thoughts. What could do a lone bot like him, where other more experienced and valiant ones had failed? But he had to take this quest, for his honor and the honor of the Orion House
His audials perked up, trying to focus on his surroundings the best he could. The gray, thick trees seemed to hide something, shadows casting through the falling brown leafs. Optimus stopped his steps to analyze the area. At first, nothing happened, it could have been his processor going paranoid, but his instinct told him otherwise. As fast as his spark beating, a grey shadow moved from behind the trees. It couldn’t be…
Somebot has been following him? Since when? From when? How did he not noticed before? He tried to calm himself, and to relocate the stranger’s presence. It was still hidden between the trees on his right, if his experience and instincts didn’t failed him (As it happened constantly, but what otheroption he had?) So, with a swift move he drew back his fine sword and darted towards his stalker. The other bot moved fast as it dodged his attack with agility. Optimus heard a pair of swords fold when he glanced at his follower
The bot was… huge, maybe twice and half his size. His armor was thick and had a few red colored lines around, with a cloak darker than his plates, and red optics blazing at him. How could have Optimus not detected a bot like that on his travelling before?! This giant was that sneaky?
“Who are you?! And why are you following me?!” He pointed his sword towards the other, and a little smirk appeared on the bigger bot’s faceplates
“I won’t tell you anything… Without a fight!”
Then, that mass of thick armor lunged at him with his two swords ready to strike. Optimus was able to block them and threw his attacker a little off balance. He tried to strike back, but the bigger bot protected himself with his elbow’s armor. So high endurance and skilled on the sword’s art? Then this battle should be one of stamina
They clasped their weapons repeatedly, Optimus smaller frame gave him a boost of speed and agility, every change filled with the well known elegance from his house. On the other side, his attacker held higher strength and endurance, his attacks raw and almost primitive, but with a touch of stability and strategy as if this stalker was one of the old gladiators that his sire sometimes talked about
Optimus grew bolder, trying in vain to find a weak spot in the heavy frame who battled him. That was a mistake, he left an opening that his opponent noticed and took advantage of it, kicking him hard on his side and sending him flying until he collided with a nearby tree, his sword fell a few meters from him and the pain in his body was instantly present. the largest smiled, seeing his victory assured
As the bigger one crept closer to him, one of the big swords tracing the soft ground beneath their pedes, Optimus decided to be more… Creative. Taking his climbing rope (Yes, he had it for the journey) and hiding what he was doing with his frame, he waited until his enemy was close enough to throw the rope at him. The big grey, startled, swung his two swords trying to block any weapon throwed at him, but it only made things worse since his swords entangled with the rope. Optimus took his chance to kick his attacker off balance and retrieve his own sword. He pointed it then to his enemy’s faceplates, making him think twice before standing
“… Well, that was fun” He said, taking long vents to cool off his frame “Now… Why are you following me?”
The only answer he got back was a widen optic stare and sightly heated cheekplates…
The headless drone fell on the ground with a loud ‘thud’, the fifth time on a row of successful shots on training.
“Great work, oh Great Lord Azure!” Behind him, away from the training field, Lugnut was cheering for him “Such a great aim and precision! You will domain the battlefield on your first battle! Lord Megatron will be proud of your results”
“Thanks… I want to go and tell him now…”
Azure then walked out of the training room and onto one of the many hallways of the Nemesis. Behind him, the loyal Decepticon kept showering him with praises. He closed his optics so no one else could see them glowing with embarrassment, he had a reputation to maintain, for his sire’s sake
He was a Decepticon, big and broad, with a frame almost identical to his sire, but much more… plain. Dark blue instead of gray, and a lighter shade of red. Without any further distractions, they arrived to the Lord Decepticon’s office. Azure tried to knock the door, but Lugnut was faster in punching the door open
“Oh! Glorious Leader Megatron! Your most loyal servant has brought your Marvelous Creation to you!”
The fact was, Megatron was not alone. He was in a meeting with the holograms of his most distant generals. The young Decepticon wanted to disappear, closing his field so no one could sense his shame and discomfort. Optics closed again, he still could heard the low grumble and feel the irritability from his creator through the bond.
“… Maybe we should come back later?” He tried to hide the shame on his voice, too
“There is no need” With simply pushing a button, the warlord cut off the transmissions and the holograms disappeared “Lugnut, get out and close the door”
“Yes, my liege!” Eager to fulfill any order from his leader, the big Decepticon leaved them alone in the room after closing the door.
Alone, in the dark room litted only by the red glow of their optics, Azure fidgeted still uncomfortable by the last events. But very soon he was wrapped with big, spiked arms and a comforting field. He let himself smile, relax, let his own go wild with all his repressed emotions. With other Decepticons, he had to maintain the tough, indifferent appearance. But here, safe from other’s opinions and disapproval, he could be himself. He embraced the bigger Decepticon by his waist
“I’m sorry for disturbing you…”
“Blame Lugnut for interrupting. You are more important than anything else here”
His optics gleamed in embarrassment, but he didn’t needed to hide it. Slowly, he retracted from the hug and changed his stance, this time it was more natural, less restrain.
“My Lord, I came here to inform you that I have completed the hard level of the shooting training five times in a row” Megatron nodded at him, expression unchanging, but he felt the string of pride through the bond. It made him smile
“… As my heir to the Decepticon Cause, you will soon be send to the battlefield, once me and my commanders discuss a new strategy plan. You shall keep training and studying for when that time comes…”
Azure nodded frantically. He was still unsure about participating in battles, but if it was for the cause, for his fellow Decepticons, for his creator… He will at least try
