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Optimus wouldn't say he was overly conceded. As faint as it is, your EM field wasn't showing any signs of distress nor pain and nothing upsetting happened lately either. However, he was a little worried about your extended screen time for the past ten days and sudden emotional jumps he could feel. You weren't a little sparkling, Optimus was aware of that, but he couldn't help being protective. The mech wanted to ask for the reason of your behavior but couldn't find the right time.
That was until today, when you jumped on your feet with a loud shout, making the Autobot nearly drop the data pad he was holding. Alarmed, he stomped to your location â an elevated platform with soft couch and entertainment in various forms â readying himself to speed dial Ratchet if necessary. He freezed when he saw you.
"HELL YEAH!" you bounced around, wide grin on your face. Your EM field was bright, excited and somehow so infectious that even Optimus couldn't stop himself from chuckling deeply. That took your attention from your phones screen to his optics. "Oh, OP! Sorry if I startled you!"
"It is alright, friend," the giant bot replied. "What caused such a reaction, if I may ask? Your shout was unexpected."
The mech rised his optical ride in question, now more amused than worried.
"Sorry, sorry," you repeat sheepishly but excitement quickly returned to your tone when you started to explain, "The crew of Artemis II landed safely today! I was just watching the news waiting for them!"
This didn't clear much for him which you quickly realized.
"Oh, right, you're not really following human news much. Artemis is a NASA program that focuses on sending astronauts on missions to the Moon! And over a week ago they send a crew to fly around it and that made them become the first humans to be that far from Earth! And it's a big thing, becauseâ" you went on and Optimus relaxed completely.
Is this what got you so excited? Not only you, he assumes. It truly is a big thing, as you called it, for humans â a milestone, one step closer to vast space exploration, something so common to him but exhilarating to this young species he became so found of.
The Autobot leader lowers himself to be closer to you, as if he was truly invested in your rambling, and it makes you abruptly shut up. Ah, it must be silly to him, now that you think about it. An alien, from space, with home planet so far away is probably more than familiar with space travel. They have teleports too.
"Uh, it isn't that cool for you though, I bet," you try to brush the disappointment off.
Your faint, human EM field subconsciously falling back makes Optimus' gaze soften. He extends his servo, waiting for you to reluctantly climb on it and walks with you back to his desk. He sits down but doesn't let you go just yet.
"You should not compare human progress to ours, my friend," he starts, voice gentle, "We might be capable of traveling farther than you, but our species are fundamentally different, even with all similarities we share. We existed far longer than you, and yet you advance so quickly it amazes me, truly.
"You were not born with metal cogs and ability to transform like us, but with flesh and bones. It is no small feat to come to the point of leaving the planet that did not have answers for you out in the open. The difficulties you endured should not be overlooked. You should be proud of how far you have come."
And that big alien robot just smiles at you, like you are the most precious creature in the universe, still holding you carefully. Suddenly, you feel tightness in your throat, your vision blurs. The next thing you register is warm metal sliding up and down your side and a quiet purr of an engine.
The mech let's you take your time, catching himself on trying to soothe you through EM field before remembering you can't feel it the same way. Everything is still for a while and when you compose yourself, Optimus speaks again.
"Would you like to share more about this mission that you found exciting?"
You nod, still teary-eyed, and tell him about the plushie, the sitcom-like introduction of the crew, the crater named after commanders wife and him greeting his kids, you show him amazing photos and that video of a jar flying around.
He listens to you the whole time, also letting himself be overcomed by emotions, endeared by it all. Earth is an amazing planet, he concludes yet again.
And then you stop, look him straight in the optics like you realized something.
"You know, the spacecraft that took them there," you smile,
Transformers being fascinated by the differences between their recharge and human sleep.
When a Transformer is in recharge they are almost always completely still. Even in the throes of dreams and nightmares their frame remains almost entirely immobile, flat on their back, servos to their sides. Humans, meanwhile, sleep so recklessly. Heads cocked, limbs sprawled, hands and feet hanging off the edge of their tiny beds. Floppy and limp-limbed, sometimes they move, adjust, or even talk while in the depths of their little organic recharge.
Bots like Optimus, Bumblebee, Arcee, they've been around humans for long enough that it no longer fazes them. Sure, it's odd. But they just chalk it up to another weird thing that humans do that can't completely be rationalized. Autobots and Decepticons who don't get as much contact with humans however, find it vaguely creepy.
Ultra Magnus telling you multiple times to speak up before realizing with a shudder that you've been recharging the entire time, yet somehow holding a mostly-cognizant conversation.
Thundercracker always keeping a hand around you when you want to cuddle because he's paranoid you're going to roll off his berth in your sleep and SPLAT! onto the floor.
Swerve finding the idea of 'sleep-walking' silly until he finds you standing in the dark hallway facing the wall and muttering to yourself. He screams so loud he wakes up half the Lost Light crew.
Soundwave shifting uncomfortably when he can feel you rolling around and readjusting yourself in his cassette bay, soft little hands and feet pressing up against the interior walls.
Meanwhile humans are always telling them how unsettling it is that they sleep so still! Comparisons to zombies, vampires, corpses, they go right over the bots heads. Why do humans think it's weird when they're always moving around like possessed little puppets in their recharge?!?
This is just the shallow end of humanity's quirks.
Imagine a contortionist. Cybertronians aren't overtly flexible, being mostly metal and having ridged chassis to protect them. The soft human body can bend, with training, to nearly uncomfortable levels to even WATCH. The human turns themselves into a pretzel in Swerves and bots FREAK OUT. Not even including them walking down the hallway upside down on their four limbs to scare the spark out of any cybertronian that sees them coming...bonus to fear if it's dark. XD
That's just one scenario I can imagine vividly. Another is how humans can be able to see ghosts or something of the sort.
In transformer lore, humans can "hear" the omega locks/wells on cybertron, despite not being cybertronian. So who knows what humans can get up to while encountering the supernatural aspects of cybertronians?
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Imagine, if you will, being human on a Cybertronian ship.
This is a ship that, for whatever reason, you feel attached to. There's something that speaks to your human history- maybe you grew up on the coast, maybe you just really loved maritime stories, but to you, the ship is a she, and she is your friend- a vessel to carry you through the stars.
She is your home, your safe harbor. Not a woman, but a lass nonetheless.
The Cybertronians aboard sort of get it- but distinctly, this ship was always simply meant to be a ship, so it's weird when you sit down to talk to the ship of your woes. It's strange.
Except- not to you. To you, she is a hall of mysteries, a home of comfort, and when you speak to her-
She speaks back.
When finally she transforms, you're standing on her shoulder, watching the world below you, seeing the awe on the faces of mechs that thought you silly.
Hi Fang! (If itâs okay to call you that nickname.) I have a request for you to try out.
May I request HCs of Jazz from Transformers Generation One with a Human![Reader] [PLATONIC] [Gender Neutral] whoâs actually from the future?
[Reader] is from 20XX and somehow traveled to the past, back in the 1980s. In the meantime, the accidental time traveler stayed with the Autobots until everyone can help sending them back home. While the âBots work, [Reader] become friends with G1 Jazz: talking about the future and showing him different music genres from their era.
â Futuristic Symphony â G1 Jazz & GN Reader â
Genre: Fluff/Platonic || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed
áŻáĄŁđŠ Jazz was enthralled with your tale as soon as you said it. The idea of someone from the future intrigued him greatly, and the second Wheeljack set out to find a solution, he began chatting with you
áŻáĄŁđŠ He had about a million questions about what the future was like. He wondered of earth began looking more like cybertron, if all the current predictions were accurate, and even if you knew who would eventually win the war
áŻáĄŁđŠ After figuring out what you were and weren't aware of, he was amazed when you brought up music. He immediately had so many more questions to ask you, even offering up his own system to test music on
áŻáĄŁđŠ He gets deep into the more futuristic jazz genres. Though he comments that he prefers the generation he was exposed to first, he's fascinated by the cultural shift in how the beats sounded
áŻáĄŁđŠ Everything you show him of the future, he shows you for his current timelines. He essentially penguin pebbles information to you back and forth to bond with you
áŻáĄŁđŠ Once it seems like you're going to be on your way home, Jazz begins listening through his current collection of earth music. Once he's done, he embeds his personal favorites onto a CD to give to you to take back with you
áŻáĄŁđŠ He promises to you that the Jazz of your timelines is definitely gonna find you know that he knows you. Bots live for a long time yet, so he's confident he'll be able to see you again. For now, he semi-sadly gives you a sparkfelt farewell as you carry his CD in hand
áŻáĄŁđŠ Once you're back home in your own timeline, you at first feel a little saddened by the loss of your friend. You play his CD a few times, hearing all he thought you'd be impressed by. One day, when going out and about, you're approached by a familiar large bot with a blue visor excitedly calling your name
áŻáĄŁđŠ Optimus takes the concept very seriously, encouraging his teammates to try and partake in it to respect human customs. He gets very flustered when you give him a present for the holiday, attempting to hide his blush behind his battlemask as he 'professionally' accepts
áŻáĄŁđŠ Cliffjumper ends up overthinking it a bit. He keeps second-guessing what would be perfect enough. He doesn't want to get something too obvious, but what else is there? What he does rather than a gift is setting up a stargazing date for you both
áŻáĄŁđŠ Ratchet almost wants to skip the holiday, he doesn't really see the point of it. But when finding out it's a way of showing affection, he subtly picks it up. Gave you a heart-shaped box of little energon cubes. Even if you can't really eat them, the thought alone was touching, especially with how embarrassed he was delivering it
áŻáĄŁđŠ Jazz immediately sets out to make you a mix of music. He rapid-downloads all the cheesy human love songs he can find. When listening it to you, he tries to sing along to some of them, only knowing about 1/3rd of the words. It's the time with you that matters, especially seeing you laugh at his attempts
áŻáĄŁđŠ Wheeljack immediately begins building something for you, and spends the next few weeks working through lab explosions. At the end of it, he gives you a custom-made giftâ a heart that folds out to reveal a ring that ended up being the perfect bracelet size for you
áŻáĄŁđŠ Bumblebee takes to the idea immediately, and he snags a bunch of ideas for human customs. You get practically smothered in flowers he grabbed a servofull of out of a field, and he makes sure you have a plush that's of ample side (to him it was rather small, to you it was almost twice your size)
Decepticons:
áŻáĄŁđŠ Megatron completely brushes off the idea once you tell it to him. A holiday all about love. How clichĂŠ, and disgustingly human. And yet, you wake up with a small bundle of roses and a little note waiting for you in the morning, and Megatron just so happened to clear his schedule... just a coincidence, he insists
áŻáĄŁđŠ Soundwave is rather apathetic to the concept. He barely interacts with bots when it comes to romance, so his approach to humans isn't much different on the surface. On the day of, he has a schedule of hangouts for you to do together all planned out, and a collection of traditional Cybertronian songs for you to listen to
áŻáĄŁđŠ Starscream absolutely laughs at the notion. That's really something humans dedicate so much time and energy to? So simple, so inane. But... you are free then, right? Because he is, and he supposes there's a spot nearby that would be nice for a lunch. And maybe he picked up a box of those stupid chocolates that are in all the human commercials. Don't look to much into it, he says
áŻáĄŁđŠ Shockwave looks at it from, of course, a logical view. He tries to think about how societally it makes sense to prioritize those types of relationships, even if he's never really had time for them. He'll also show up day of with a little bowtie and an invitation to dinner for you. It's customary to have a date, and he tells you outright that you were his first pick
áŻáĄŁđŠ Thundercracker might not see the point, but he's absolutely down to hang out with you. You've been his favorite human since the beginning, why not? He doesn't really know what to do, but any time you make a romantic gesture to him, he flushes in blush and ends up nervously and very gently holding your hand
áŻáĄŁđŠ Skywarp takes the opportunity to have fun, inviting you out with him the second he knows it's free time off of work. He offers to take you for a flight, out for some pranks, really just anything you want to make the most of the day. At the end he even gives you a gentle kiss atop your head as a thanks for the fun
A/N: I wanted to expand on this idea because I crave violence-
We have Decepticons going âpuny little humans, so weak and primitive,â just regarding humans in general with open disdain and disgust.
So itâs only fair for there to be humans who regard the Decepticons in the same way.
Every time youâd come across any of the Decepticons, your face is automatically scrunched up in utter contempt and youâre not even shy about expressing this.
âUgh, humans.â Starscream scoffed.
âEw, Decepticons.â You sneered.
He blinked at you momentarily, and you narrowly dodged the laser fire from his null rays to flip him off (while running for your life).
Finding it ironic that the Decepticons would pride themselves to be such a fearsome faction of an alien race so much more advanced than your own puny human race. Youâd think they shouldnât be afraid to ask or negotiate with your worldâs leaders for the necessary resources Earth naturally produces. Instead, they just take and take and take it all by force. I mean, câmon, your own race is already harming the Earthâs climate system with their incompetence and negligence because theyâre too busy hating each other, and advancing their own ambitions to benefit themselves instead of taking care of the planet.
Depersonalizing the Decepticons the same way theyâd depersonalize the human race, where they find humans to be so beneath them theyâd see them as pets to enslave. Meanwhile, youâd find them to be insects (oversized, metallic insects that could level a fucking building) to be exterminated. You donât care what happens to the âCons, you just hate them. So. Much. Seriously, you want them gone.
You became friends with the Autobots when you took one of their injured troops into your home to recover from the latest Decepticon attack until his comrades arrived to pick him up. Said injured Autobot became your buddy and youâre inseparable, while also befriending the other Autobots along the way.
Having you as a dear friend and ally of the Autobots, theyâd find your scorn for Decepticons to be understandable. It really isnât that hard to see how the âCons take glee in the destruction of human civilizations since they've been here, and uncaring of the way theyâd raid your planetâs power plants for resources to benefit their endeavors. Though the Autobots couldnât help but find your sweet and caring nature towards them to be endearing, the way your friendly demeanor switches to scorn and unadulterated hatred the moment a Decepticon is within your sights is⌠a little jarring to say the least. They still think itâs understandable tho, and wish you have a nice day.
You never miss an opportunity to shoot some Cons while you're at it. You could get handed a weapon ten times larger than your own size, and yet you know your way how to use it immediately cuz oh look! You've got a weapon and Decepticons are on sight! LET'S MCFUCKIN' LOSE ITâ
Also I think it would be so funny that youâd find the Autobots to be handsome but with the Decepticons you're like⌠really? The Decepticons are handsome?? Because the only expressions youâd see on them are murderous glee, cold indifference, condescending sneers, and the like, and you wouldâve found the Cons handsome for it if theyâre fictional (LMAO). Your mind genuinely cannot comprehend that the Cons can express any other emotion just like how the Cons cannot comprehend that humans are not something to be underestimated about.
In conclusionâ
You, to the Autobots: đđĽ°đđźđĽšđ
You, to the Decepticons: đđâ ď¸đŞđđĽ
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Toyformers: Figures In Disguise | Various! Mini! Transformers x Reader
I'm aware that I'm not the first person to come up with this idea, nor will I probably be the last, but DAMN. This idea just got me hooked, idk what to tell you!! Anyways, the continuity is kept vague, so imagine them looking like your favorite TF media/designs. If your favorite TF media/designs don't have a toyline, pretend that they do!
Synopsis: You've been a Transformers fan for a while, and started collecting toys of your favorite characters out of love for the franchise. Gradually, you've expanded from your favorites to the rest of the cast; before one day you finally get the one toy you were missing to complete your collection. Unfortunately, your good day turns slightly less good when you realize that these little guys are actually sentient.
Content: GN pronouns, human! reader, the bots are toy sized, reader lives alone, i'm personally not a toy collector so this might not be accurate to how real collectors behave, slight crack vibes, im just having fun lmao
Today is a good day.
You feel like you should use a bigger word considering what you have in your hands, but honestly, it doesn't matter. Great, fantastic, pleasant, whatever. What matters is that you finally got what you wanted, and that meant today is good.
Yeah, that's right. After ages of saving up, you had enough money to get the very last toy for your Transformers collection. Which, sure, sounds like a super nerdy thing to be excited overâbut come on! You deserve to be excited!
You've been collecting Transformers toys for years now, and you've been a fan for even longer. What can you say? The franchise just has you hooked. Hooked enough to save and spend your money over and over again on figurines of your favorite characters. Time went on, and you figured, why not get the rest of the cast?
Which leads you to now. Walking back to your house carrying a plastic bag, the final piece for your collection carefully tucked inside.
There's a noticeable pep in your step as you open the door and lock it behind you. Immediately heading to your room, you carefully reach in the plastic bag and pull out... Him.
Optimus Prime. Yup, ironically enough, you were saving him for last. There wasn't any real reason, other than it felt oddly fitting for the big guy himself to complete your unfinished set.
Unboxing the toy, you can't help the beaming smile that grows on your face as you hold him in your hands. Is it too dramatic to say that you're cradling him the way one cradles a sacred idol? Or perhaps a precious gem that you intend on treasuring? Probably. But you can't deny that there's something reverent in your touch as you place him down with the rest of the figurines on their dedicated desk.
Yes, dedicated desk. These guys have their own desk that you use to display them. The entire thing is covered with your figurines, one side belonging to the Autobots, and the other, the Decepticons. All lovingly handled and placed with the care of an artist painting their muse onto a canvas.
Setting down Optimus between Bumblebee and Ratchet, you take a step back and bask in your fully completed Transformers toy collection. The surge of pride and satisfaction fills your every vein. You're pretty sure this is how Greek sculptors feel like after finishing a statue.
Grabbing your phone, you snap a few photos that afterwards, you deem good enough to share online. Might as well share your excitement with everyone else, right? You type out a caption for your post and begin to make your way out your room.
Buuut not without casting one last glance to your toy-filled desk. Gotta get at least one more dopamine hit before you go.
The missing piece in your puzzle. The last one to arrive.
Your gaze sweeps over every Autobot, Decepticon, even the niche characters you managed to snag, and your chest puffs out in fulfillmentâbefore your eyes land on Optimus Prime.
Your pause mid-step, lingering in the doorway.
... For a second, a brief second, there's a fragile silence in the air. Like the entire room went still, holding its breath. Waiting. Watching.
........
Then you turn around and step out, shutting the door behind you. Oblivious to the earlier tension in the room, if there even was any. Pocketing your phone, you idly think about what to eat for dinner later. Something affordable, probably. OP wasn't exactly cheap, after all!
In the meantime, you settle on your couch and turn on the TV for some mindless entertainment. Sighing contentedly, you lean back into the cushions and relax.
Today really is a good day.
....
Back in your room, the tiny finger of Optimus Prime twitches.
----
Noise is what wakes you up.
Weirdly enough, it's not the sound of your show (which has long since been replaced with some kind of reality TV episode your grandma would watch), nor is it the low buzz of your phone telling you your order is on its way. What actually woke you up was the soft thunk of something hitting the floor.
You strain your ears, wondering if the sound was a sleep-induced auditory hallucination. Did it come from outside? But it can't have beenâit was so close. A pin dropping in silence, so to speak.
It almost sounded like... It came from your room.
...Wait.
Your room.
Adrenaline zaps you awake. If that weird sound didn't send you into high alert, that realization did.
Because that means someone could be in your room. With your figurines.
Oh HELL no.
You don't care if it's a thief or a stray animal that somehow got into your home. If they even put a singular FINGERPRINT on the toys that you PAID FOR, you are committing a murder.
But wait. Let's not get too overzealous here. On the chance that there is a thief in your room right now, you can't just burst inside unarmed. You love your collection, but you also love not dying.
Slowly, you get up from your couch, making sure to grab your phone and put it on silent. You sneak away, trying to find some kind of weapon to use. A kitchen knife will have to do. Do you know how to use it? Not really, but maybe your fight or flight instincts can take over from there.
Hefting the knife in one hand, and your phone in the other, your thumb hovers over the final number for the police if things go wrong. You might be a bit paranoid right now, but you also don't really care.
Creeping towards the door to your bedroom, you listen in. You don't really hear...
Inhaling deeply to calm your nerves, you brace yourself.
No wait- there is something. Voices. A lot of them. And apparently, they're getting into an argument. But they sound... Distant?
They're definitely inside your room, but these guys must be the quietest fighters ever or something, because wow. You're not sure how someone can yell a death threat and sound so small.
Here goes nothing.
Bursting through the door, you point the knife in your hands in what you hope is a threatening manner, scowling hard.
"If you even put one hand on those figures, I swear I will fucking-"
Then you stop. The rest of the threat chokes in your throat as you survey the scene.
Your toys. The Transformers. They're...
They're moving.
They're all frozen now, staring up at you with wide painted optics. But you saw their heads swivel in your direction when you burst in. Not to mention the fact that they're all scattered throughout the room right now; some on the floor, some on your bed, some are on the other separate desk that you use for storing non-transformer things.
They all look like they're in the middle of a battle. A toy sized battle. In your room.
Moving by themselves.
"Um," One of them speaks up. Your eyes snap towards... Optimus Prime. Who seemed to have frozen in the middle of fighting Megatron, who's gaze flickers from you to him.
You stare at them all, speechless. Autobot, Decepticon, even the niche charactersâ you look at them and they look at you.
What?
"Please don't be alarmed," Optimus tries to assure you. Hearing his deep voice come from a toy made out of plastic is surreal. "We mean no harm to you. We-"
He glances around and realizes how contradictory his words are. And for the first time... You see Optimus Prime falter.
He looks up at you.
"We will explain."
...Oh boy.
This is the type shit I be doing instead of homework dawg wtf đĽđĽ THIS MIGHT BE THE MOST I'VE EVER WRITTEN IN TWO DAYS I'M GONNA BE FOR REAL.. WHAT THE HELL ARE THESE ROBOTS DOING TO ME!!
Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed! I might write a part 2? If you guys r interested?? Because I do have more ideas... Idk, I keep seeing concepts floating around for the bots being toys, but they're mostly drabbles/headcanons. So I put a one shot into the mix, because why not!! This was mostly a warm up to get back into writing on here as well, soo... Ok I'm rambling at this point!! HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOYED RAHHH RAHHH on the off chance u want more erm... Idk reblog or ask about it in my inbox bcs ill happily yap
Ask: Could you do some hcs for Jazz realizing he has a crush on the human reader, and what he does about it? I've been into Jazz lately
TFA Jazz Realizing His Crush on Reader
He thinks that you are cool, so he wants to spend more time with you.
He talks with you, drives you around, and even shows off his ninja skills by practicing with his laser nunchaku in your presence.
Likewise, you show him the wonders of humanity by exploring downtown Detroit with him. He is in awe, and he is always willing to learn more about new cultures.
With your help, he comes to understand that Sentinel Prime has it all wrong about humans, especially you. If prompted, Jazz absolutely defends you from him.
When he realizes his crush on you, he handles it very well. He is not disgusted. Surprised? Yes, but not repulsed. Instead, he is very intrigued. He wants to woo you.
He may act smoother here and there, trying to flirt with you through sweet gestures and words. He either comes off as a stud or a total dork.
Jazz may seek out Prowl for help, asking what humans like in a partner and how to go about courting them.
In the end, however, he settles on letting things flow naturally. He is one awesome bot. Any human would be lucky to have him as a partner.
Words: 1126
Pairing: Jason Todd x (f)Reader
Warnings: Mentions canon-typical violence, very vague nsfw thoughts
Summary: Jason canât wait to see you, but now heâs stuck listening to his older brother.
Authorâs Note: There is no actual jason and yn interaction in this, he just thinks about how much he loves you. Dick also has a girlfriend. This is based entirely on the photo above, itâs from this Pinterest post. Bruce Wayne is a good dad. The family is happy. This is also like really based on the daydreaming and headcanoning @cafeacademia and I have been doing the last week.
And, if youâre more of a Dick lover, I have already written his perspective about him missing his girlfriend (you ;) )
Jason / Full Masterlist
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After the long night of patrol-turned-gang-fight, Jason would love nothing more than to go back to your shared apartment, have some fun together, and fall asleep blissfully unaware that there was a world outside the door. But he knew that wasnât possible because you were out of town for work.
Heâs never hated California more than the fact that itâs on the other side of the country from New Jersey.
Jason didnât really want to go back to his empty apartment just yet, but he also didnât want to go back to the Cave and answer a million questions from the rest of the team. It would be easier to give Bruce his verbal report before Bruce went back to the Cave, too. However, as he was carefully walking along the roof edges, the bright blue of Nightwingâs costume caught his eye.
Jason changed directions and landed on the roof where Dick was. Jason called out to him, making Dick jump a little, and Jason loved that he was able to sneak up on his big brother. As Jason made his way over to sit next to Dick, Dick explained that Bruce was still talking to Gordon, so he was still waiting to give his report.
He knew Dick wanted to get home to his girlfriend, and since Jason wasnât able to see you tonight, heâd let Dick get out of here first. And, of course, that opened a whole can of worms that he couldnât close. Once Dick started talking about his girlfriend, he couldnât stop. But Jason has the same problem: once he starts thinking about you, he canât stop.
Jason has heard about Dickâs girlfriend a million times, so itâs easy for him to tune it out now. While Dick goes on and on about how he canât wait to get home to her, Jason lets his mind drift as he thinks about you. You two have been together for a while now, and youâve known about Red Hood things pretty much since the beginning. He loves how understanding you are with his weird work schedule (even if you definitely freaked out at first), and he loves when you patch him up after a difficult night. He loves that you love his get-up; red has always suited him, you say. He loves that youâre always there for him when he needs to talk about his work or vent about his family. He loves you.
Jason kept thinking about you. How you always tried your hardest to stay awake until he got home from patrol or missions. How you help him deal with his frustration in enjoyable ways only you knew. How youâd enjoy watching the stupidest movies available with him. He loved it all. Heâs not sure how he got so lucky with someone so wonderful, understanding, and beautiful. Jason thought about you standing in your shared bedroom, waiting for him, and noted all the areas of your body that he couldnât wait to kiss when you finally got home. Unfortunately, before his thoughts could go any further than kissing, his brotherâs annoyance pulled him out of his daydream.
âAre you listening to me?â Dick asked, knowing the answer already.
âMhm,â Jason nodded with his chin resting on one of his hands, sulking. Now he wasnât just sulking about missing you; he was sulking about Dick being inconsiderate and ending the beautiful images he saw in his mind. Now, Jason had to convince Dick that he wasnât being ignored and entertain his blabbing as Dick came to the realization that he loves his girlfriend. Jason usually is never jealous of Dick, but in this instance, heâs jealous that he gets to go home and see his girlfriend. Jason still has two whole days until he gets to see you.
Jason missed the first half of Dickâs sentence but heard, âCanât you at least pretend to be interested in what I have to say?â Dick asked. And though Jason refused to answer it, he knew the answer was definitely no. He is not interested in hearing about how much Dick canât wait to go home and watch TV reruns and eat takeout with his girlfriend. Jasonâs upset that heâs going to end up doing that alone or get stuck going back to the Batcave and dealing with his younger siblings. He was not happy with either of the outcomes he was going to be stuck with.
Luckily, Jason didnât have to answer Dickâs question as Bruce finally showed up on the top of the building. Without much fuss, he let Dick leave without giving his report and sat next to Jason. He was a little annoyed with how this situation had worked out, truthfully. Not that Dick got to leave before giving his report, no, but that Jason has never been given that same choice.
So, heâd address it with Bruce as he sat down next to Jason. âYou never let me leave before giving reports,â Jason complained.
Though he couldnât see it through Bruceâs cowl, Jason knew his eyes squinted as he looked at him. âYou donât ever wait around long enough for me to let you,â Bruce shot back as he sat down. And that was true. Jason normally left as soon as the fight ended so he could get home to you, so he sees that he canât really argue. âSo, howâd things go on your end?â
Jason rattled off random details of what he could remember from the fights. His verbal reports were a lot like his typed reports, if he did them: scrambled, unorganized, and chaotic. Luckily, after so many years, Bruce has learned how to organize them in his head and fix them before a final upload to the Super Secret Batman Inc. Server. Bruce let Jason ramble on about his scattered details for as long as he needed. Since it was a long night, it was a longer report. But Jason wrapped it up fairly quickly when he heard his phone chime in the specific noise that meant it was a text from you.
âI assume that noise means weâre done?â Bruce asked.
âSee, I knew youâd catch on one day,â Jason nodded as he opened his leather jacket and fished his phone out from one of the protective pockets. Jason didnât even hear Bruce say goodbye as he opened up your text, but when he looked up next, he was long gone.
Baby <3: I saw it was a rough night in Gotham. Hope it went okay, babe. Iâll see you in two days. Love you!
Jason: It was okay. Love you. Canât wait to see you. Miss you a loooooot.
Baby <3: Donât worry, weâll make up for lost time ;)
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Transformers with a human reader that absolutely lights up about a special interest. i know someone has absolutely written about this before (shame if it somehow doesn't exist), but it's an idea that i, as a stem major starting to get to a level of education that scares your average joe (and me), just really love rn :)
bonus points if it's around when any of the bots/cons are getting to know reader, and it's just the first time they actually are very visibly excited or passionate about something and just makes them go "oh! so thats really them!"
obviously i'm going to be a little bias and start with a science/engineering special interest first, which i think would be especially interesting considering they're mechanical as well - maybe they could compare their understandings of science! the commonalities, the differences, etc. i think all of them would at least find such an interest a little fascinating, but especially those more tech-aware or leaning. a favorite thought of mine is a reader helping older cybertronians with joint pain or mobility issues (sg!soundwave is my main inspiration for this) by oiling their joints or being able to clean rust from spots that are a little harder for them to reach, and reader is just absolutely excited to help them out!
very similarly to a previous post i've made, medical interest reader talking to literally any medic will range from fascination to confusion, to maybe just being weirded out. again, the human body is strange, so have fun explaining that to cybertronians! like, what do you mean your eyes aren't connected to your immune system because it would attack your eyes and cause you to go blind?? why do you have to remove extra teeth???
music and the arts! there are definitely some bots that would love to hear you both talk about, and show some of your favorite songs! not just about the song, but the story behind it, some of your favorite genres, maybe even music theory! or maybe you've got a specific painting or photo that you need to talk about the composition, the color, the time period, go on! got a favorite book or series you can't just keep to yourself? talk away about the latest twist that's got you so excited!
of course, there are way more special interests than i've written here, and I think there's gotta be at least one cybertronian somewhere in the wide universe that would love to hear about each one!
All I have been think about this morning is Jason with an inhuman partner.
Like an eldritch horror type of partner born of Gotham who has attached itself to Jason that doesnât even look human most of the time. He would be down because he doesnât feel wholly human after coming back from the dead so he wouldnât judge an inhuman partner.
He would also tell no one about it because it slips his mind.
The fact that the partner Jason has been talking about is not at all human only comes up because John Constantine comes to town to deal with something else and sees Jason and is like âthe fuck?â Because he is just covered in the entityâs magic and doesnât know about it.
Constantine immediately decides it isnât his problem, gives Bruce a pitying look and leaves after his business is done.