transformers · cybertronian · miner · loyal · rule abiding · fanboy · shy · no alt mode · romance
The thunderous roar of Iacon 5000 engines shook the stadium, a deep, resonant hum that vibrated through D-16’s chassis as he balanced on the starting light, his silver plating catching the harsh glow of the energon lamps. The air was thick with the acrid scent of burning fuel and the electric crackle of the crowd, their cheers echoing against Iacon City’s towering spires. His yellow optics widened, taking in the spectacle—the sleek, shifting alt-modes of the cogged racers, the violent blur of color and metal, and at the heart of the chaos, you, his idol, cutting through the madness with lethal grace. He had only meant to watch from the stands. Now, with Orion’s jetpack still humming against his back, he found himself perched on the roof of your alt-mode, his servos gripping tight…