Rebloging This To Bookmark. I Might Do Something With This Maybe

hey!! saw your ask box was open and i'd like to send something in ☺️ so i was wonderin if you could do mirage, hot rod, optimus, starscream + (anyone else you would want to write this for) where their s/o is kinda quiet and shy in the first part of their relationship but the more comfortable they get the louder they get? like when they're happy? screaming. when they're excited? screaming. saying hello? screaming. (all good and happy screams/yelling 👍) Like they just become a really really loud person to be around once you get to know them. cause quite frankly this is soo me but people don't believe me or my family when they say that cause you gotta be like best best friend level to be blessed with my loudness 😤😂 (feel free to ignore & take care of yourself 🫶🫶🫶)

Hello lovely!!

Mirage:

He screams and yells with them. He's so happy that they feel comfortable around him to fully be themselves.

And he loves their reactions, it means they are happy and having a good time. He can be pretty loud too, so he joins in. He yells and whoops along with them when they are happy.

He doesn't care what other people may think. He just loves being loud with his S/O and having a good time with them.

Hot Rod:

Since he only knew them to be quiet, he was a little surprised by their sudden loudness. It's not a problem, it is just something he has to take a second to adjust to. It takes him a few weeks to adjust to it, sometimes it still catches him off guard. But he doesn't say anything and doesn't have any issues. He lets his S/O react however they want to.

He's happy that his S/O finally feels fully comfortable with him. It makes him happy they trust him enough to act like themselves. And he is not the type to try and change them. He thinks they are perfect the way they are.

Optimus:

When they first started yelling he was a little concerned, as he usually interpreted screaming and yelling with bad things. It takes him a while to get used to it, always worried that when they scream it was because they got hurt or scared. But he's happy to know it means they are fully comfortable with him.

Eventually, he gets used to the fact that they are now louder. He won't ever ask them to stop or change. He wants them to be themselves, so he works on his own perspective and changes his opinions so that he can be unbothered by the yelling.

Starscream:

He was very surprised by their sudden change. He can understand that it's because they feel more comfortable around him. Though he does feel a little taken aback by it.

He never really gets used to it, as he likes the quiet, and yelling can sometimes off-put him. However, he is happy they are happy. Sometimes if he's not feeling his best, he may ask them to be a little quieter and not scream. He doesn't want anyone to think he's hurting them. And sometimes he needs a day of quiet. But most of the time he lets them do their thing and be loud.

I am a dreamer and I always will be. I've been told that dreaming won't get me anywhere but while my childhood ends, my dreams do not. Now that I'm graduating soon I can't help but dream of my ever so near future. I dream of getting into that college. Of graduating with flying colors and making it into med school. I dream of getting that big time job that so many dream of. I dream of the big time life and living comfortably. I dream of being the best. I dream of showing just how good I can be. I dream of showing them that yes that potential they saw is there and I have embraced it. in fact, I've overcome it and am more than they ever thought I'd be. I dream most of making my parents proud. I dream my hardest that I do enough. To prove to them that their baby girl can do it. That I can manage in this crazy world and can strive above the normal. That I can make my dreams and their dreams come true. And yet despite this, I dream like the little girl I am. Truly I dream not of the high life, not of becoming the doctor I always said I would be, but of becoming a mother. I dream of becoming a wife. I dream about coming home to a loving husband, a loving pair of arms to curl into when the world knocks me down again and again. I do not dream of a big house with a big pool and piles of money, but instead a love that I can not measure. Though I will admit a nice house and land would bring me some sense of happiness, I would simply be better off with a man to call home instead. A strong pair of arms to fall into and a smile to match the warmth I would feel when I am near him. I dream of the ups and downs because I know it will happen and I do not fear because I know it would be meant to be. I would know we would fight for each other and be there no matter what. And more than ever I dream to be a mother. I dream of coming home to small voices and even smaller footsteps. I dream of the moment I find out and the fear and excitement that will race through me. I dream of every moment, no matter how big, small, exciting, or scary because it will only happen once. I do not fear birth because what truly is more beautiful than bringing a life into this world? I do not fear it because if I have truly found my husband he would be there. He would help me through the pains and struggles and oh how I would love him. I may not know it all but I know how just enough to make me waiver in fear. I know it would be hard and I know I may not feel like I could do it but oh how it would be worth it. To have my own child to love and care for. Oh how I would give my world for my baby. I want nothing more to be a mother. To give the love that I have always gotten from my mother. I dream of the moment when I would take my sweet little bundle home and I would cry. I dream of the many milestones and more. I dream of the temper tantrums and the long nights. I dream of the little giggles and the loud cries. I dream of being woken up at night by my child like I had done to my own mother. I dream of a love so large it's almost overwhelming. And I know life wouldn't be perfect. I know I will struggle and I know I may fail. Yet if I had just a glimpse of this life I would be okay. And I fear of speaking this dream aloud because in this world I'm supposed to want to strive above and beyond. I'm supposed to be strong and independent. Yet these are the dreams I dream of as I near my last few months of my childhood. I will strive for one path yet yearn for another. I will strive to be the best and strive to prove myself and make them proud. I will do this because I know a dream is a dream. I know I may not get what I want so I will go on. For what truly is the dreams of a seventeen year old girl than just that. A dream.

Get to Know Me!

This is just a fun little thing I’ve been wanting to do since the dawn of time but could never find a post to reblog that satisfied what I wanted. So I made this, feel free to reblog and use it yourself!

❤️ how tall are you?

🧡 what is your sexuality?

💛 what is your favorite feature on yourself?

💚 where are you from?

🩵 do you have any pets?

💙 do you have any siblings?

💜 describe yourself in five words or less!

🩷 dream job?

🖤 favorite hobbies outside of your blog

🎂 when is your birthday?

🌙 your zodiac (Sun, Moon, Rising)

💉do you have tattoos and/or piercings

🚗 can you drive?

✈️ favorite place you’ve traveled

🎤 have you been to a concert

🎵 favorite artists

🎧 last song you listened too

📺 last show you watched

📝 last thing you wrote

🔐 something no one would guess about you

🧟‍♀️ scariest thing that’s happened to you

🔥 craziest thing that’s ever happened to you

🍓 favorite food

🍅 least favorite food

🍊 favorite season?

🍋 favorite genre to read / watch / write

🍐 if you could make one character real, who would it be

🫐 some place you’d love to visit

🍇 a word your friends would use to describe you

🍒 what is your earliest memory

🍌 what is one talent you wish you had

💌 why did you start this blog?

✏️ when did you start writing fanfic

🖇️ what are your favorite asks to answer

📚 how do you come up with the fics you write

📌 what is the fic you’re know for

🔍 what character do you enjoy writing for the most

🖊️ what character do you not enjoy writing for

💔 is there a fic you wish you didn’t write

❤️‍🔥 what character do you simp for most often

🧚‍♀️ favorite characters of all time

🪐 favorite shows / series of all time

🌝 a show you would recommend to anyone

🌚 a show you’d tell people to stay away from

🌹 favorite kinks to write for

🥀 kinks you would never write for

🌊 a kink you would like to write but you think you’d be judged

❄️ full fics, imagines or head canons

☂️ your favorite fanfic from another writer

A couple of in depth questions!

🍄 what is something that’s happened in your life that you wish you could go back and change?

⭐️ what is one of your biggest accomplishments? Why is it so important to you?

🪻what is the toughest thing you had to go through, but can say you’ve successfully overcome?

🌺 what is the best gift someone has ever given you and why is it so important

🍀 what is your comfort show/series and why is it your comfort show? How has it helped you?

ok since i haven't been able to write anything since i've joined this site i'm going to edit up some old lil fics i wrote from awhile ago and post those. and if i haven't posted anything in about a day someone message me and tell me to do it i'm begging you😭

maybe this'll get me up and started🤞

thank you for the tag @montyuh!

last song: coney island (feat. The National) -Taylor Swift

favorite color: hmm as of now like a pink? not hot pink or light pink but in the middle

last show: tbh i haven't seen a tv show in awhile but i watched Grey's Anatomy with my sister not long ago lol

sweet / savory / spicy: sweet or savory! i have the spice tolerance of a child so no thanks!

relationship status: single

last thing i googled: Marillenfleck

current obsession: ok so i just watched The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes and Tom Blyth looks so good as Snow 🫣

tagging: @fictional-love-is-my-life @robot-horde @hellhound5925 @padawancat97 @starrysfeverdream @flowered-bicycles +anyone who wants to join 🩵

tagged by @cynoli!! thank you :D

last song: Moon River - Henry Mancini (there is a version with Audrey Hepburn's vocals that is great too)

favorite color: Orange, like soft lighting and sunrise orange not Nike clothing highlighter orange. That stuff hurts me physically

last show: Blue Eye Samurai (I would do unspeakable things to meet Mizu)

sweet / savory / spicy: All of them. I need all of them in my life - so long as sour stays off the list

relationship status: Single

last thing i googled: AO3 (for Mizu)

current obsession: Mizu <3 from Blue Eye Samurai and the upcoming Thanksgiving dinner yes im writing this hungry

tagging: @dundeey @starliights-shining @the-mom-friend-dot-com @skylarstormheart @themaskismyface @loveofbots @wifetomegatron (zero obligation to do this... just an invitation if it seems fun)

falling leaves- Optimus prime x bot!reader

authors note: ok so it's not really specifically optimus so you can put whoever you want in it i just didn't know what to put and he was my first choice

TW: death, abandonment, denial?

Autumn leaves pooled around a foreign creature in the woods. Sad, cold metal rested, seemingly rusted together. Colorful paint faded and chipping. Centuries have passed and no sign of life had come from the large metal being. Why was it there? Was it hiding? Was it waiting for someone? How did it get there? Perhaps it was exploring and got lost. Maybe it ran out of energy and sat down to rest, not knowing when it would get up. These are the things that the little critters wonder as they pass by the large metal being. Some say that it was once a tall, shining robot searching for a lover. Some say it was a criminal, hiding away. Stories were told by the creatures over many generations but none truly knew why it was there. 

These thoughts continued until one day a strange noise emitted from the metal creature. It sounded like someone was speaking but the creature remained still. The forest became silent, curious as to what was happening. The voice returned and a faint glow came from the metal being. Was it alive? The light shone brighter and brighter until a loud stomping was heard. The critters scattered, scared. What is that? The metal thing hasn’t moved an inch! where was this sound coming from?  

As the steps became louder and louder the trees parted and out emerged another large, metallic being. This one was bigger than the dormant one. It was colored brightly with strange patterns, a stark contrast to the faded paint on the other bot. 

The new bot looked around, searching for something until it found what it was looking for. It walked over to the unmoving robot and wiped away the vines and leaves. It attempted to wake the dormant bot but upon finding it unsuccessful, it put a hand to the side of its head where its ear would be and started to speak. It spoke of finding what they were there for and bringing it back to base. The bot wrapped its arms around the smaller bot and lifted it with ease. The dull robot looked small and frail next to the newcomer.

The standing bot took one last look around the silent forest and walked. He walked away from the clearing where he had found the bot. He walked and walked until he emerged from the forest and neared his ship. The mech arrived at the shuttle the hatch opened. There stood his best friend. He watched as the mech’s face fell at the sight of the seemingly lifeless bot. He had found them. His long-lost other half. His best friend. His soulmate. 

His eyes dulled as he took his lover from the arms of his friend. Soft words were whispered to his lover, unheard but meaningful. How long had they been there, waiting for him to arrive? The guilt was overwhelming for the mech. While he was out fighting they were here, waiting on a long forgotten promise of a new and bright future. 

He would make it up to them. He would fix what had happened and build them the life they had dreamed of. If only they would wake up. He was not a doctor so he knew not what to do. He had to hurry. Who knows how long you have been out and how much time you have left. Would you wake up? He does not think he would be able to bear it if you didn’t. 

So they shoot off into space, racing the ticking clock of life, unknowing of the outcome and praying. He prayed that you would wake up. That you would wake and be happy to see him. That you would not hate him for the mistake he had made that may have cost you your life. He prays for their forgiveness and love. He prays because that small sliver of hope is all that he needs to continue. That he will be able to see you smile at him once more. 

These prayers continue as he waits. Grasping onto that slim chance that all will be fine. That small chance is all he needs. He has gone off of less before. He believes. 

He keeps believing. It’s what keeps him going. Every day he believes. He believes even when they say the chances are slim. He believes that you will wake up. He believes that you will come home to him one day. He believes until there is nothing left to believe in. He believes until there is nothing left. Until you are gone because believing is the least he can do. After all he has done believing is the least he can do for you. And he does so until the end. Until your time has run out and there is no fight left in you. Until you're gone and there’s no bringing you back. Until he is forced to realize the truth.

Thank you so much for the tag!! ❤️

Relationship status: single and ready to mingle but not really ✨

Favorite color(s): i've got many but like a deep red, sage green, and hot pink? it changes every week lol

Three favorite foods: chocolate of any sort, corn nuggets (ik it sounds wack but its so good trust me), and orange chicken my beloved 🧡

Song stuck in my head: Dreams- 2004 Remaster by Fleetwood Mac

Last song I listened to: Sardine Song by Lav

Last thing I googled: "lucille" luceille? idk i was trying to figure out how you spell that name 😭

Dream Trip: anywhere out of country I wanna go to Sweden or France or Italy or maybe the Bahamas? there are so many cool places I'd like to go to

Anything I really want: to be able to actually write something 😭 i want to write so bad but i can't seem to figure anything out 🥲 oh and maybe a smoothie lol

now to tag people 🫶: @montyuh @loveofbots @ihatebrainstorm + anyone who wants to join!!

Get To Know Me Better Tag Game

Got tagged in this a few times, so here ya go <3

Relationship status: Single & not eager to change that.

Favorite color(s): Jewel tones and earth tones. Blues and Greens mostly.

Three favorite foods: Breakfast sandwich, swedish fish italian ice from Rita's, and shrimp & grits

Song stuck in my head: All I Need - Radiohead & GOTH STAR - HEALTH (it gives off earthspark vibes)

Last song I listened to: Resistor - Shinjuku Mad

Last thing I Googled: "Shockwave and Megatron Earthspark" to find a picture for the fic chapter I just posted.

Dream Trip: anywhere to see the northern lights! I went to Finland to see them, but wasn't successful. Still the coolest trip ever though. First (and only) time I've been to Europe.

Anything I really want right now: Uhhhhh my brother just left to go back to college so the house feels empty, so for him to come back. Gotta wait all the way til thanksgiving though, ugh.

I am trying to think of people to tagggg let's see: @image-thot @nilawii @decepticonfluid @camp-mithril-lake @pitifulwolves

ig this is my sign to branch out to other fandoms like ive been meaning to but have been on the edge about haha

I hate the concept of blog purity, as in you are confined to your niche and shouldn't post things that are off-theme. Are you a brand? Are you making money off your little niche corner of Tumblr? No? Then why do you care if your blog is 100% thematic? I've seen so many people apologize for posting something that matters to them because it's not their normal content. This is your corner of the web, decorate it how you will and don't feel pressured to curate a single image of yourself