Transformers one-shots

Tfp Ratchetxreader ~ Don't let me go

Y/n, once a decepticon prisoner was rescued by autobots but she had no idea just how far they were willing to go to protect her.

Let's be honest, since you were older than Jack, Miko and rafael you should get more freedom than you do now but you were under Ratchet's care, no matter how much he hated being a babysitter he took it upon himself to keep y/n confined inside the base. When you first thought of it it sounded fun until Optimus made Ratchet your guardian or rather... Prison guard. He was a grumpy rusty old piece of scrap metal. A Stick in the mud. A bully. Everything and anything along those lines. Y/n sat there with her feet upon the couch curled up with her knees to her chest going crazy. Normally Ratchet would of complained about footprints she would leave but today he was a little lenient, he wasn't completely oblivious to the fact she wanted to tear her hair out because she was stuck with him inside the base.

But he left his guard down so she saw an opportunity to get away she carefully snuck away towards the doors but she wasn't that stealthy. He noticed she wasn't on the couch in a matter of seconds as he turned away from the computers and walked towards the door seeing her standing there about to open the door, he snapped stomping his foot down infront of her was like the sound of shackles being slapped across her wrists and ankles "y/n!"

She walked back into the main room with a growl "just once can I get out?"

"No. You will remain in here until one of the others gets back."

But that could've been days from then she was all too familiar with the mission that everyone was on, cleaning up the disaster that the cons made a few states over. Ratchet had to stay there in case of any decepticon sightings near by while the children were safe at home because he groundbridged them everywhere.

She groaned and went to her "room" for the rest of the day.

"Y/n." Ratchet walked in a few hours later to find her passed out in her bed with a book covering her face. He left but sighed outside her room. Why couldn't she understand?

2 days later she sat there watching a tv show in the main room, bored out of her mind as she hungupside down.

"I'm going down for supplies, you know the drill."

"No.." She muttered as she flipped upside right and sent him a glare and he frowned back before walking off down the hall.

She sat flipping through the channels but ever minute he was gone tempted her even more until she couldn't Stand it anymore she ran over to the stairs jumping off the rail, landing on her feet before bolting off towards the door punching in the numbers to open the door but it flashed red. Incorrect. She frowned and punched in another code. Red. Incorrect. She moaned aloud her frustration as she hit the door . Ratchet changed the code AGAIN. She glared and started punching in random numbers before yelling out in anguish. Defeat. She curled up on the floor, pressing her head into the cold metal before starting to bump it into the solid metal "I'm never gonna get outta here.." She murmured.

"You know, all you have to do is ask."

she whipped around and glared with shining eyes "That's all I've been doing!!" She stood up and stomped up towards him reeling her fists back before ramming it into his ped. Fury in her eyes. "But you don't care!! As long as I'm still here and Prime is satisfied you could care less!"

she was literally going mad.

He frowned as he watched her rage and pound her fists against his ped, she was screaming at him but he didn't hear A single thing coming out of her mouth all he saw was her crippling down, how much pain she had withheld. She had settled down next to his ped as he looked down at her "are you done?"