Darkwing Tf One - Tumblr Posts
I need someone to make an animatic of Transformers One Sentinel sending a broadcast to the miners (or all of Iacon? Doesn’t matter which) to the song The Fine Print by the Stupendium.
This could also work with Darkwing-
Please guys it fits so well I can’t stop thinking about it
Okay here's a oneshot idea: Tf One Darkwing x Female Cybertronian Miner Reader. He tries to do his usual angry act with her but she thinks he's cute when he's angry. Flustered Darkwing time maybe? IDK i feel like im the only one who thinks he's kinda cute and silly lmao
DARKWING X READER
Oh my god thank you anon, you’re definitely not the only one who thinks so…I love him. He’s such a bully but I love him I think. Sorry this is short, I def have to write more for him :3 ps there's like no HD pics of him
cybertronian!reader no spoilers, fake scenario. loser flustered Darkwing
“MINER Y/N. Reports say you’ve been slacking off for the past three days again…WHY?!”
Darkwing bellowed, squaring his massive beautiful frame to tower over you. Not that he needed to—he was already bigger than any miner bot around. Way to rub it in.
This was the second time you’d been called in for a little chat with him this month, and by the way, he called you out by the full name in front of everyone else. Who does that? Despite being slightly annoyed, you had a smug smile plastered on your faceplate.
You casually leaned against the wall behind you, shrugging lazily. “Dunno. I don’t really feel like mining,” You deadpanned.
You weren’t lying, your frame has been extra sore for weeks. Honestly, a break sounded great right about now.
Darkwing let out that little, irritated growl he always did when bots got under his plating. His servos clenched in the air, digits flexing as if he was physically holding back his frustration. If he could, he looked like he could rip out his own helm. He stomped closer, jabbing a metal digit in your face.
"WHY DON'T YOU LISTEN TO ME?! GO. GET BACK TO W-"
"Hey Darkwing," You interrupted smoothly, not budging an inch as you looked up at him with a playful grin.
"You know, you're a bit cute when you're mad at me like this."
Darkwing froze mid-rant, lowering his servos. "What?" He sputtered, reeling his helm back in confusion.
That tough facade of his? CRUMBLING before your very optics.
"I'm not..IM NOT CUTE!"
His voice hitched, his fists dropping to his sides, clenched tight as he glared through his visor. Your grin only grew.
"SOMETHING IS CLEARLY WRONG WITH YOU!"
You rolled your optics.
"Yeah, yeah. Something’s definitely wrong with me if I think you are adorable. You could help me out, though. Maybe working overtime with you would fix my… problem." You slyly added, holding your servo to him.
He took a step back, grumbling under his breath. If his fists curled into themselves even tighter, he might leave an indent in his own servo.
"Stop that...uh, GET BACK TO WORK!"
"Whatever you say, boss."