Transformers headcannons/bloopers/oneshots (CLOSED)

If Bayverse meet Tfp

Sort of Bayverse! Optimus harem but also more like he missed his friends and Drift and Crosshairs are his current mates. So essentially his old mates/friends came back and no one minds so yeah kinda a harem?- dont hate me i wanted fluff and this helps the plot :,) (that and i read the saddest oneshot and NEED something fluffy and cute)
Orion-Bv Optimus
Optimus-Tfp Optimus
Ratchet-Bv Ratchet
Ratchet- Tfp Ratchet
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Optimus rested his helm against Ironhide's shoulder cradling Ratchet and Jazz against his chest protectively terrified of loosing them again, his masive engines purred quietly making the green medic chuckle softly and shift to nuzzle under the Prime's chin. None of them were really affectionate at all, especially not Optimus but after his close friends and mates came back he was becoming extremely clingy towards them in private. Ironhide smiled slightly and buried his helm in the crook of Optimus' neck while Jazz dozed happily pressed close to his friend, that was until there was a loud crack and hiss that awoke all four only to be encompassed in a bright light only barely catching a glimpse of Drift and Crosshairs darting in for them too to be engulfed, there was yelling and the six mechs hit the ground stirring up dirt and sand , Optimus was quick to stand and caught Ratchet as he fell with a grunt setting the medic down before he got hit in the helm with his sword and Ironhide caught his shield. Drift huffed softly and stumbled getting up and hissing at the sand that was stuck in his rotors while Crosshairs cursed and fixed his trench coat, Jazz was slightly disoriented and stumbled some while Ratchet hissed at the sudden bright sun closing his optics and Ironhide was the least affected aside from Optimus who merely looked around and held his sword. Suddenly there was two green and blue portal's, one had familiar looking mechs racing out and staring at the six while the other had a dark silver mech a masked black and purple mech and a smaller version of Shockwave come out. Both groups stared at Optimus first then looked at the others, Ironhide tossed Optimus his shield and pulled his weapon while Jazz Drift and Crosshairs did the same though Ratchet was staring at the white and orange mech that looked similar to him but in a different color. "Who are you?" A shorter red and blue mech asked having to crane his helm to look up at Optimus who raised an optic ridge about to say something before the dark silver mech snarled and approached making Ironhide and Drift get inti defensive positions weapons draw fully glaring at the mech, "Whoever they are, they are a knight. And coming with me." Megatron purrs making five of the six mechs snap their helms to him and snarl though Optimus narrowed his optics and sighed "Stand down. I doubt he would be able to move any of us there is no reason to be defensive, yet." He said standing straighter and putting a servo on Ironhide's shoulder gently tugging him back "Its fine Ironhide, Drift. Jazz run a quick background scan Ratchet tend to Crosshairs." He said calmly, all the mechs nodded and went off to their respective job as the smaller red and blue mech and white and orange mech stared "Ratchet? Wait but this is Ratchet?- and is that- that cant be Optimus." The yellow and black mech said catching the flamed titans attention and the green mechs audial. "I am infact Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots and savior of Cybertron. This is my medical officer Ratchet, weapons specialist Ironhide, first lieutenant Jazz and my finest soldiers Drift and Crosshairs." Optimus said calmly leaning back against a cliff face as each mech nodded or glared when their name was said only causing more confusion, "Well then, these are my scouts Bumblebee and Smokescreen, my medical officer Ratchet, and two of my soldiers Bulkhead and Arcee. And I am also Optimus Prime, though not a savior of Cybertron." The smaller Prime said as Megatron growled and started to pace trying to figure out a way to get the new Knight and his group with him easily and failing until he got an idea and turned with a smirk to both Prime's. "Where is your Megatron then? Surely he must have come aswell." He said making Orion huff and shke his helm narrowing his optics "my Megatron is offline. I killed him, numerous times at that." He growled "And i will not hesitate to kill you aswell should you touch my counterpart or either of our teams." He added glaring down at Megatron who stared back with wide optics and Optimus' team stared as well, "You- you KILLED him?.. and numerous time too?" Optimus asked incredulously making Ironhide raise an optic ridge. "Me, Ratchet an' Jazz died 'well. He 'evenged us." He shrugged as Drift huffed softly and shifted "Sensei, can we leave?" He asked making Orion look at him "i wish we could, but i see no way as to how Drift." He answered stretching some with a snarl as joints and cables popped and snapped making Ratchet wince and silently make a plan to get Orion in for a check up. Finally the decepticons gave in and left, Optimus told Orion's team to follow them through the groundbridge into the base where half the team had to duck  making half of Optimus' team wince and the other half snicker. Orion sighed and chirped a few orders in cybertronian to his group and soon the members that had to duck had mass displaced just enough to be able to stand upright further shocking Optimus and his team though this time they didnt question it.

*time skip cause im getting lazy :,)*

Ratchet worked with his counterpart some before returning to a much larger hanger off to the side where Orion recharged guarded by Ironhide and Jazz, Drift and Crosshairs were nuzzled against the prime also recharging and the three looked much more peaceful then the have since the war started making Ratchet smile softly and read a datapad. Soon enough there was a blaring alarm that had Orion snapping awake and getting up quicker then the others could react, Orion ducked down under the door and went to the main hanger with a growl sword draw and held tightly optics narrowed into slits as he looked at the monitor and without waiting or a word he ducked out of the base and was off to dismantle the threats. He came back before anyone else could even get out covered in energon cracking his neck with a groan, the sight made team Optimus cower back both terrified and in awe that Orion could work that fast though Drift was quickly onto him about it making Orion give a sheepish smile and let himself be tugged back to the hanger where his group were grumbling heavily before yelling at Orion about his reckless act more out of pure terror that something would happen and none of them would know. Orion sighed softly as Optimus came in wondering what the noise was about making Ratchet and Ironhide stop and stare at him fields pulling in tight as Orion rubbed his faceplates and the rest of the group crowded around Orion plating bristling still not trusting Optimus at all with their Prime. Orion glanced at Optimus who sighed and started to come forward making Drift and Jazz growl though the samurai backed up pulling his swords out and staying infront of Orion though that didnt deter Optimus who came forward and grabbed the larger mech dragging his injured form out of the hanger royally pissing off the flamed Prime's group. As Optimus dragged Orion out of the hanger, the rest of the group followed closely behind, their weapons at the ready. They were not about to let anyone hurt their leader, especially not after what had happened during the war. Optimus had always been their protector, their savior, and they would do anything to ensure his safety.

Once they were outside, Optimus gently set Orion down on the ground, his optics scanning the area for any potential threats. The rest of the group formed a protective circle around them, ready to attack at a moment's notice.

Orion leaned against a nearby rock, breathing heavily as he tried to regain his strength. Optimus knelt down beside him, concern etched on his face. "Are you alright?" he asked, his voice laced with worry.

Orion nodded weakly, his optics dimming slightly. "I'll be fine," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I just need a moment to recharge."

Optimus nodded understandingly and stood up, motioning for the rest of the group to back off. They reluctantly complied, still wary of the situation.

As Orion recharged, Optimus kept a watchful eye on their surroundings, making sure that no one was sneaking up on them. The rest of the group kept their weapons at the ready, ready to attack at a moment's notice.

After a few moments, Orion's optics brightened and he stood up, his strength fully restored. Optimus smiled at him reassuringly and they began to make their way back to the base, with the rest of the group following closely behind.

As they walked, Optimus couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie with this new group of mechs. They were all warriors, fighting for a common cause, and he knew that they would be valuable allies in the battles to come.

As they approached the base, Optimus turned to face the new group. "Thank you," he said, his voice filled with gratitude. "For coming to our aid and for standing by us in battle."

The new group nodded in response, their expressions serious but determined. They knew that they had a common goal, and they were willing to do whatever it takes to achieve it.

With that, they entered the base, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. Together, they would fight for the freedom of their people and for the future of Cybertron.

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