𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 ✦ A brute. A weapon. Something to be hurt but not mended. That's all Ironhide's ever been. And it's all he thought he wanted to be-all he thought he needed to be-until she stood in front of him and didn't cmmmmower. Eleanor Cambridge was supposed to die with her brother. But death clawed its way into her and left her alive. Now, she's haunted by the guilt, the hollowness, the rage of being treated like porcelain-something fragile, something already shattered. When she meets Ron, she hates him on sight. He's another military subordinate. Another reminder of what hurt her and left her behind. He sees a stubborn femme with the heart of a warrior and eyes like the purest core on Cybertron. Fire lives behind her rage, and she greets death like she's already kissed it once and spit it back out. But somewhere in the wreckage of their malice, something begins to ignite. She makes him feel powerless. He makes her feel like she could burn the grief out of her system and still survive it. (But what will they do when it's not just grief they have to fight?) ✦ [IRONHIDE X FEM OC] [SLOW UPDATES] DISCLAIMER: I do not own Transformers or any elements affiliated with the franchise. All rights to the characters, settings, and concepts of Transformers belong entirely to Hasbro, Michael Bay, and Steven Spielberg. This fanfiction is a transformative work born from my love for the universe--no profit is being made. However, the original plot, worldbuilding, and characters featured in this story are mine. They are the result of my imagination, effort, and emotional investment. So please--don't steal, copy, or repost without permission.

❝𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐢 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧...❞ ◣◥◣◥◣◥◣◥◣◥ 𝘾𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙥. 𝙃𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙥 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧. ◣◥◣◥◣◥◣◥◣◥ [the book of cassandra] [volturi kings x oc] [twilight fanfiction]