Tfa Optimus Prime x reader
Being a decepticon seeker wasn't easy, it made it even harder when you crash landed on a thrashy planet filled to the brim with organics with a broken stabilizer. When you think you've hit rock bottom Primus throws you a...
It was dawn of the third solar cycle and you were standing in the same clearing when you were offered to be an Autobot. You had reached your decision but it was hard. You couldn't believe it yourself when you made it. Your servos were shaking and you couldn't vent properly. Your wings were quivering. They only started to quiver more as your optics locked onto the red and blue vehicle making its way through the forest. The mech transformed and walked forward.
"I'm actually kinda surprised you're here." The Prime spoke with a light chuckle
Your plates just quivered in nervousness. You tapped your digits together. You vented heavily.
"Do you want to know my designation before you hear my decision?" You asked softly
"Of course, I am Optimus Prime, you are?" The Prime asked extending a servo for you to shake
"(Y/n)." You said your designation rolling ominously off your glossa
The Prime's servo fell. You could feel his optics on you as you stared at the burnt grass. Well, now he knows what you did as a decepticon he'll probably want you to leave.
"I suppose you don't want to hear my decision now..." you muttered turning away, "I'll just be going..."
A servo in your shoulder stopped you. You turned back around and looked at the Prime. He had a small smile playing his dermas which confused you.
"If your willing to take a chance to change then my offer still stands." The Prime said
You chuckled, "Spoken like a true Prime." You shrugged slightly, "Since you already guessed my decision we should get going then."
"You need an earth alt mode." The Prime said transforming, "Follow me I know a place with jets for you to select from." You nodded and transformed yourself
You followed him above the tree line. Your shadow changing shape and flexed on the ground below. The Prime look a turn away from where the city was, but you followed him not knowing where this place was. He stopped and transformed in the jet yard you transformed mid-air and dropped down beside him.
"A fine selection these humans have here." You stared running your digits over the nose of an older jet, "Just give me a while to chose." You added stepping around one
"This is a carrier jet..." you mumbled patting the large hull of a jet, you bent the moveable tail wing on, "So flimsy." You said stepping to another your digits graced along the glass of the cock pit, "No." Your optics fixated on one across the yard.
Stepping away from the one you were currently at you made your way over. You circled the jet. Your digits ran over the hull and down to the wing. You ran your palm over the first wing then moved to the risen secondary wing. You heard Optimus walking towards you.
"Is this the one?" Prime asked patting the nose of the jet.
"I think so." You said taking a step back and getting a full view of it, "I'm gonna scan it."
Optimus stepped out of the way and you ran the scan over the whole thing. The schematics and interworkings of this jet flashed before your optics and you shivered as your protoform and Armror began to shift and reform. Your wings bent and stretched your secondary set of wings formed lower on your backstruts. Your pedes formed another afterburner (at least that's what I think their called) next to the first.
The scan now complete you blinked your optics a few times and rolled your shoulders back. You raised your wings up and down. You looked down at your servos to see the middle digit had different color than the other digits. It covered parts of the back of your servo leaving the palm a matching color to the majority of your digits. You now had differently shaped missile blasters along the length of your forearm. You felt curvier your. Your stomach felt more exposed though there was plating there. It's been awhile since you've changed alt modes so it might take a little while for you to get used to your new look. At least your faceplates don't usually change during these things. You placed your black and (f/c) ((sorry if black is for fav color just chose a different color)) servos on your hips and grinned at the Prime's staring.
"Make a datapad of me. It'll last longer." You said fluttering your wings
"S-sorry, let's just go."
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Prime has led you back to the base. He stopped and transformed at the door. You were behind some because Prime said you should fly low in such a populated area. You transformed and landed behind him. The nervousness growing again in your systems.
"I have already commed the rest of the team about us getting a new member, so be prepared for anything." The Prime warned pushing open the door.
You nodded and stayed close behind him. He opened the massive door. The team was there you could tell though you didn't come out from behind the Prime.
"Heya Prime, when'd ya grew wings?" You heard the voice of the scout (is Bee a scout in tfa?)
The Prime hummed and looked behind himself at you and rolled his optics. He stepped out from in front of you leaving you exposed to the wide optics of the team. You nervously waved but suddenly dodged attacks from all of them. One stabilizer in the air the other bent underneath you. Your servo caught the ninja star thrown at your faceplates. Before anything else happened Optimus jumped back in front of you.
"STOP! DON'T ATTACK A NEW TEAMMATE!" There was a silence
"PRIME ARE YOU INSANE!!?"
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Haha. Ok pretty good chapter. And you are an F-22 Raptor \/
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Yeah. Tried to describe it the best I could, but I describe like scrap. So yeah.
