Good god has it been a while or what?

After Chicago,you left to travel around the states with the mini-con you found,and when the damned government outlawed the Autobots, you were on the run with Wheelie,armed with your gun,hacked radio,and stolen car,searching for any Autobots to help them.

It started off as a normal day. You'd wake up,prevent any unfortunate accidents with the coffee machine, but then you saw it... The two possibilities of the day that could change your life... BOT or CON

eyyy swearing is gonna happen bitches This will contain some gay shit XReaders requests Smut Ships alllllllll that gay shit(SMOTHER ME IN GAY-) And male XReaders here and there,especially if its requested. its not that i hate writing reader as male its just hard cuz i got titties jk its just harder for me idk why maybe it is the titties.

You were a healer,a fine one at that. You used to fight,yes. But you very much liked healing better. Megaton thought otherwise, trying to get you to fight as much as possible. You would do as asked,loyal. A seeker bot ready to serve Megatron,you would give your spark for him. His second in command however.... was not as found of you as the Lord...at first (Lil bit of Soundwave X Reader too ;p)

You were always seen as a shy,usable girl with no talent. One day,while you ran from your abusive parents, you notice a fight,and a small child. When you run in to save that child,you realize you got yourself into quiet a mess. A war,to be exact. (Lil bit of OptimusXReader. For shits and giggles.)

As a agent of the CIA,Y/n was adapt at different race contact,more so than human contact. Yet the Tall Whites were nothing compared to Cybertronians,perhaps its the size,or more of a threat from a Cybertronian group called Decepticons than the TWs. Y/n was a foster child,abused by her sixth and final foster father who tore her arm off at fifteen,leaving her to stitch the wound,and she grew up to work under him. Yet out of all the out of this world beings she has met,the only one she gets close to seems to be just as grumpy as her.

((PLEASE READ)) Y/n was a singer. She loved singing,it helped her cope with the dark feelings of depression and suicide,and the crippling social anxiety. MMMM MMM,GOOD OL ANXIETY! Y/n never liked her singing, however,but her ONE friend convinced her to go to an open mic night,and she has been going every week after.

(yes abuse is a large part of my writing,i use it as a way to show others how abused children feel,how they adapt and even believe that the pain is normal,so yes,trigger warnings are here) WARNING; THIS STORY WILL INCLUDE: Abuse self harm Suicidal tendencies Mentions of sex Actual sex Mentions of rape Nudity Sex talk with a alien robot from outerspace and crude language. -_-_-_-_-_- You lived,barely. Life was hard but you lived. Dull and painful were the words you used for your life. Until you swapped bodies with a large fucking robot from outer space who controls a large army of other robots.

3rd book to the You Saved Me Series. If you have not read the first or second book, I'd advise doing so before reading this one. Shelby's back at it. Everything she knew the past five years was all a dream. Dreadwing, the Autobots, her almost dying a few times. She doesn't want to believe it. She knows something is wrong with her dad. He leaves randomly and sometimes with her brother, Brandon. Something is going on, and she plans to find out.