(Y/N) sat down. Her day had been full of the impossible. Only one question remains: Is Knockout just grateful, or is there more to it? (TFP fanfiction. I don't own them, and you all own yourselves so.... yeah The first of two books. Want more? Look for Street Racer Darling[S]) Edit - I consider this a "crack-fic", meaning it is FULL of unpracticed writing, mary-sue type dialogue and reactions, ridiculous situations and 'out of character' actions. My writing has greatly developed since SRD, so if you liked this short series feel free to see my progression!

Y/D is the last of the original predacons, but no one knows it because he learned to transform. He's remained in hiding ever since the Great Cataclysm, until one day he encounters the Decepticon scientist laying wounded and alone. This ancient being will learn the meaning of logical attatchment. ------------ Transformers belongs to Hasbro and all art unless otherwise stated belongs to their original owners. This was requested by someone so I'm gonna try it while my brain recovers from the lock it has on my other fic.

(Discontinued) (I don't really see a lot stories of MTMTE x male reader so I'm writing one)After finding A secret map leading to the knights of cybertron inside the matrix of leadership Rodimus takes over two hundred Autobots to find them. Follow the young autobot Y/N as the lost light crew deal with wacky adventures, dangers, secrets and lies Transformers & MTMTE belongs to Hasbro and IDW Comics (All images and art belong to their respectful owners)

Cybertron has been revived, but Predaking enjoys the planet he knew as Earth as well. There were far more creatures than he could count, and most were as connected to nature as him. Instinct ruled them, though this beast was far more civilized and capable of advanced leadership, just not by himself. The Autobot and Decepticon adventures were through- but now is the time for the Predacon's story to rise. (I only own my OCs and the storyline, all other characters belong to Hasbro. I will inform if any fanart is my own. Reader is a femme but feel free to enjoy the story itself! Simply use the name Dewclaw, the true name of my OC. It has been adapted to be a reader insert.)

Physically fragile and frail, a Vehicon femme finds that her spark is easily stolen by the blunt and analytical Shockwave. His refusal to give her special treatment and pity her drew her in, though she never would admit it to anyone. Perhaps one day, she will tell the seemingly emotionless Shockwave of her illogical liking to him... or perhaps not. |All canon characters owned by HASBRO Alternate storyline owned by me| -This is an old work of mine, so please excuse some Out Of Character actions and/or dialogue. Enjoy!-

Disclaimer: I DUNT OWN TRANSFORMERS. = = = = = TFP Fanfiction (w/ a little x Predaking) = = = = = "I'm sending you to a place where he won't be able to go after you. They'll take care of you, I promise." "Do you promise?" "I promise." . . . . . . "All hail Y/D, princess of the Decepticons!" "ALL HAIL PRINCESS Y/D!" = = = = = You. The princess of the Decepticons and heir to Megatron's throne. What an elegant, perfect femme seeker you were, getting whatever you desired by the motion of your servo! Unfortunately, that wasn't really the case. After being forced to do something despicable and utterly regrettable to gain the trust of the warlord you barely knew, you escape! But, it was for a shorter period of time than you would have hoped for. Fast forward to the present, you discover your hated family once again. You act as if nothing was a big deal, and life was at its highest point! One mech, your newest friend, knows the real reason though. And once you find the love of your non-existing dreams, things seem like they might, just once, look up for a bit. -WV-

So this book is purely something for my little brain to mess with until my writer's block for the other fics clears up. It may end up being an x Hot Rod it may not idk lol. Making it up as I go along. Also don't be surprised if chapters or the entire storyline gets scrapped and started over. --------- Transformers belongs to Hasbro and all art unless otherwise stated belongs to their original owners.

(A TFP Ratchet x femme reader fanfiction) A love they thought could never be broken. A love they both had since young bots in that small medical class so long ago back on Cybertron. ...A love that abruptly and unwillingly paused for them both. Ratchet felt that sharp pain every day since she offlined hit him deep in the spark, making it almost impossible to breathe. Yet he pushed through, for her. She was gone, and the sparkbond they shared was the only thing that kept him connected to her even though it caused him so much mental and physical pain. Until he impulsively cut it off one day, as his mental health couldn't take the memories that came back to keep him grieving every single day. It hurt him to finally say goodbye, but he needs to let her go so she can Rest in Peace. The bond was erased as Ratchet felt the pain slowly deteriorate away, leaving a forever empty hole in his spark as his lubricated tears leaked down the sides of his cheekplates. It doesn't help that soon into the future, Ratchet will realize just how big of a mistake he made when his supposed offlined sparkmate comes back into his life. Having erased the sparkbond while his lover was in deep stasis, she couldn't file the bond and so her one true love was erased from her processor in an instant. Left with regret for his selfish decisions, Ratchet has one adjective: Make her fall in love with him all over again. After all, there's always an alternative to a negative. - "Irreplaceable...irreplaceable you." Ratchet muttered through his gargled speech, wiping his optics for the millionth time that night. The medbay was silent throughout the still night. It always was. But he knew if she was here she'd be so vividly loud with just her smile it was enough to paint the walls with such euphoria. He clenched his spark as it started to act up just by the thought of her smile. It hurt. But it was worth it. -Started 3/19/21- -Completed 6/23/22-

Jaws, one of the apex predacons on cybertron is locked into a living death, frozen in ice. She is excavated by the decepticon troopers eons after the great cataclysm that ended her race. How can a predacon adapt to this much changed world all alone? [complete rewrite in progress]

HELLO... MY NAME IS MOONWAVE. I WAS BORN WITH AN UNKNOWN DISEASE THAT WAS KILLING ME. I WAS SAVED BY MY SIRE. HE SAVED ME BUT WITH A CONSEQUENCE. I WAS TURNED INTO MUTATED PREDACON. READ TO FIND OUT MORE ABOUT MOONWAVE'S LIFE STORY