#chromedome x reader

[revelboo]

Hi! Would you think of adding Chromedome and Rewind together to the "human gets blipped onto the Lost Light" stories?

Yep, they’re on my request list! 18+ 🌶️

Circles

Chromedome x Reader x Rewind

• “But you don’t feel just a bit bad about it?” Rewind asks, setting down another energon cube on the tray a bit more forcefully than necessary. But Domey’s ‘not our problem’ has rubbed him the wrong way. Can’t help but feel bad for the little humans getting yanked painfully onto the ship. And can’t help but imagine how terrified and confused he’d be. Sure, they had nothing to do with Brainstorm’s stupidity, but as more and more of them show up in the weirdest places, he feels like somebody should have been keeping a closer watch on what Brainstorm was doing. “Domey?” Ignoring him now? Turning, he nearly drops the tray.

• What the ever loving frag? One minute he’s listening to Rewind worrying over the little organics and the next there’s one just popping into existence between them like Rewind summoned it, staggering around and dazed. “You see it, too, right?” He asks Rewind as you lift your head, grimacing. And just stare at him. Leaning forward, arms draped across his knees, he waits for the reaction. Because these things all react the very same way to Cybertronians.

• Clapping a hand over your mouth, your eyes go wide. Staring up at a giant, mecha. A real, giant mecha robot. Right there and yeah, the pain of getting ripped wherever here is was excruciating. Still aching sickly, but it’s not as important as real, giant robots. Squealing, you do a little excited bounce. Forget Narnia, this so much better! “What are you? What’s your name? I bet it something super cool like Apocalypse Bringer!”

• What? Staring from Domey to the excited human babbling away, Rewind tries to walk past you with the tray and you round on him, grinning. “There’s two of you?!” And oh. Little hands touch his arm, just jabbering away about how warm he is. That they’re both so cool and he has no idea what to make of you. The other humans are mostly skittish and timid, not so grabby. Helplessly looking up at Domey for rescue when you try to touch his face and he fumbles with the tray.

• Reaching to snag you around the middle, because as funny as Rewind’s floundering is, you have no sense of personal space. And your attention is fully on him again. Excitedly yapping as he leans forward holding you just barely off the floor to keep you from pawing Rewind. Except now you’re pawing him, little soft fingers tracing the joints of his servos to make him shiver. “See what you did?” Chromedome grumbles as Rewind just stares at the wiggling organic in mute horror. “Jinxed us.”

Next

[love-and-war-on-cybertron]

Hear me out thoughts (knowing my audience, i think you will all agree)

Chromedome x Rewind x Human poly

Obnoxiously in love, great angst potential, Size difference superiority. There is so little out there for reader for them but soooo much potential.

[ppnuggie]

can you do a haedcanon of a fem human just drinking SO MUCH COFFEE like cup after cup an she is litery shaking in her seat her entire body is like a maraca an she she swerves bar so can u do headcanons for this for first aid, perceptor, brainstorm, chromdome an cyclones just teacting to this madness

　　　　　　LOST LIGHT x fem reader

　　　　『　first aid ,, brainstorm ,, perceptor ,, chromedome ,, cyclonus ,, female reader 』

　　-> reader who drinks too much coffee and gets really hyper

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack ,, magnus is forever suffering

　　— here you go !! :3 tysm for requesting !! tried to make it funny 🫡 hope you enjoy it <3 i loved writing this one but be warned as i dont drink coffee nor rlly know much for the side effects or smt from drinking it 😭😭 even though im literally working at dunkin rn and they only rlly got coffee

- first aid

| • he'd be worried at first with the amount of coffee you've consumed ,, having learned about humans and other things concerning them incase of an emergency

| • in this case ,, itd seem the knowledge he learned wasnt too helpful

| • bouncing all around the medbay and just hyper in general was quite a pain for first aid to deal with

| • but he didnt want to be too rude to you ,, and gently coaxed you into spending all that energy of yours running laps around the edge of the medlab where you wouldnt get too hurt

| • though when you finally wear it off ,, he'll be quick to scold you ,, holding his digit in front of your face and waving it side to side in a 'no no' motion before taking you to his habsuite and laying you down for a nap

- brainstorm

| • he honestly doesnt know better okay ? you could tell him anything and suddenly he wants to put it to the test

| • so when you said you could drink a bunch of cups of coffee and wouldnt bat an eye ,, he was immediately like bet and then that led to the current situation

| • perceptor is facepalming and immediately making brainstorm take blame for encouraging you to do this ,, because now theres a hyperactive human running around the lab

| • i mean you're practically flying around with how much coffee youve drank ,, hell you could probably beat blurr in a race

| • official you wouldnt say that out loud because lord knows some of his fans to be a bit crazy and would immediately be on your case saying "no you wouldn't !!" and maybe a few death threats involved as well

| • dont mention it in front of brainstorm either because hes already calling blurr to set you up for a race

| • hes no help ,, dont ever tell him your ideas or encourage his crazy ideas unless you wanna end up in magnus's office ,, having him scold you like a dad does to their child who drew on the walls and is trying not to laugh at the situation

- perceptor

| • thanks to brainstorm ,, you chugged too much coffee than your body ever really needed ,, and with perceptor as your not-so-official-but-official-in-his-mind-protector-slash-guardian-slash-alien-robot-boyfriend-slash-fun-killer he just sighs and takes you out the lab

| • he doesnt have the patience to deal with any acidic spills from you bouncing off the walls left and right

| • nor does he really need you getting hurt in any way shape or form

| • lets just say its an awkward trip to the medbay to see if ratchet has anything to help with your situation

| • and when he comes up empty handed ,, percy resorts to scolding you whilst the caffeine starts to wear off

| • it taught you better than to listen to brainstorm again because bro was yapping at 100 words per minute you swore he couldve talked faster than blurr at that point

| • bro was an absolute chatterbox just yapping and yapping that you fell asleep

| • never again would you do that ,, or think about doing that because the headache afterwards when you woke up was so not worth it

- chromedome

| • he also doesnt know any better ,, but he's definitely more responsible than brainstorm is

| • he'd know to at least keep a lot of caffeine or high sugar products out of your reach ,, just hiding it on your top shelves or above your cabinets like parents do with their kids' halloween candy

| • though when you accidentally made too much coffee ,, and didnt really feel like wasting it ,, you drank it all in one go ,, or well multiple big ass gulps

| • and then rewind walks in on the scene and sees how hyper you are and is honestly thinking youre sick with some make-a-person-crazy-illness-virus-disease-thing that he swears is somewhere in his database

| • and now chromedome has to play dad and parent you the whole time

| • bro probably put your ass on a leash ,, locking it in so the rope only goes so far and just stands there as you run around

| • this is what he gets ,, he thinks to himself ,, its the last time hes putting something so low in your reach again

| • at this point ,, hes just gonna store all your unhealthy and junk food away in a desk in his habsuite

| • he'll leave you fruit and vegetables but if you want coffee ever again youre gonna have to behave really good to get it

| • and its only a spoonful ,, as a little treat

- cyclonus

| • so you just trying to show and answer tailgates crazy ass questions that youre not even sure where he got them from

| • he probably got them from his ass at this point ,, asking if the coffee gives you super powers and you have to explain thats not true before he spreads lies around

| • and if that happened ,, you shivered at the thought of magnus banning your coffee aboard the lost light

| • that was pure trauma to even think about right there

| • anyways you made too much ,, and instead of storing it away or pouring it down the drain ,, tailgate dared you to drink it all

| • and well ,, momma aint raise no pussy but she did raise someone who makes bad decisions

| • because the moment you get your spurge of energy tailgate runs to cyclonus and tells him all about it

| • bros going on and on about how youve lost your mind and he thinks youre gonna die and cyclonus had like 600 heart attacks right then and there

| • he busts in like hes the damn swat team ,, door kicked down and pieces of it flying everywhere as you're running around like a wild banshee

| • he's looking for the demon and meanwhile youre out here acting like a damn demon ,, almost frothing at the mouth from how insane you are from the coffee

| • lets just say it makes magnus ban tailgate from ever daring you to do anything ,, bans you from having your coffee ,, and bans cyclonus for ever kicking down a door like that ever again because it was so unnecessary

[bnsni]

REWIND / CHROMEDOME

(adopting gn!human reader)

a/n : been wanting a cute fluffy request I hope I wrote them uh satisfactorily 😭😭 I actually enjoyed writing about baby and cdrw maybe I’ll write more scenarios with this little family ughhh so cute

"Alright folks, we're leaving in thirty minutes!" Rodimus's voice echoed through the speaker.

"It's either you get on or get off the ship forever— Er, ah...oh what's that? We're not allowed to leave when— Damn it. Apologies, there's been a restatement by Ultra Magnus declaring it's illegal, you guessed it, for whatever reasons I'm not bothered enough to care. Blah, blah blah. Oh, shut it drift. Anyways, latecomers are welcomed in the brig. Buckle up in thirty! Rodimus out."

Rewind swivelled his gaze from the rock nestled on the grass, then to the ship, hovering not too far from where he's crouching. "Huh, guess I'm taking a detour." Then, his camera skims over the verdant fields of rolling hills. Red lights, blinking. "Won't hurt, would it?"

The LL had a short break stopping on Earth, mostly for refuelling, fresh air, stretching limbs,,,totally not because Brainstorm blew up the left wing again and The Science Team had to patch things up discreetly

Seriously, where is HR when you need it?

And, obviously, the Archivist is not missing the opportunity to explore, of course. It's earth! Home to,,,well,,,,the most complex (derogatory) kinds in the cosmos. And, this rock he's been examining? It's an extraterrestrial mineral. Figments of rocks from asteroids, comets, and the like originating outside of the Earth. Crazy, huh.

Better keep that for safekeeping.

Aside from, ah, well wandering where he's able to film stuff, occasionally animals and cows of the like, it's more like a need, at the moment, for a bit of (lets put this gently) space away from his conjunx — since, he's been acting like an ass of late.

Ahem, going behind his, ahem back to doing ahem Mnemosurgery....again.

It's not even an 'again' anymore, it's just borderline often

Why does he even bother to listen? You can't break old habits, as Ratchet would say. They'd break themselves before they could ever stop.

"So that's it? You're just going to ignore me like that?" Footsteps pattered behind him

Rewind huffs, walking faster. "Took you long enough to figure it out, genius."

He groans. "Oh for— Primus sake, Rewind, come on. Don't do this. We can talk."

"Oh sure, sure! Talk." He threw his hands up, whirling around to face his conjux. "That's what you always say, promising me like you're going to get your eyes gorged out if you didn't. What else, tell Red Alert to stop being paranoid and Whirl, a psychopathic ass?"

Chromedome palms his face. Primus, this apology isn't going well as he expected it to. "Look, I messed up. I breached a trust you had in me. I shouldn't have done it. That was very... inconsiderate....of me..."

"What is this, eight grade? Spelling bee on who's responsible?"

"That's not the point! You can't just—"

And, so it begins. The bickering. The blaming. Hand pointing. Arguments ablaze, never listening. Voice raising — just the tip of the iceberg, not even close to it's full potential.

"I bet my words doesn't mean anything to you now, does it?"

"It's does, Rewind. It does!"

"Hey! Stay there! Don't even come any closer or I swear to Primus I'll—"

A cry gurgled out amidst the bushes.

The Mnemosurgeon stiffens. He looking around for the source of the cry when he notices conjux was staring at him. "What?"

"Wow. Wow. Low blow, Chrome dome." Rewind puffs and presses his fists on his hips. " Low blow. I didn't think you'd do this. You're gonna resort to mocking me, now?"

He sputters. " You think that was me?"

"Yeah, blame it on the cows. Blame it on 'em like you do when avoid all responsibility."

"What's even a cow? Oh, for—" Then suddenly he lets out a surprised sound, dropping to crouch next to a bush. Rewind doesn't bother to look. Why would he? He's busy sulking and he wants that Mnemo-no-to-the-o to see it. Though, his audials tuned into a rustle of leaves when—

"There! Primus, Rewind look at this."

Said Archivist was still sulking, arms crossed, looking away. "Nuh, uh."

"Don't you nuh uh me." CD chuffs and figured actions were bigger than words so he scooped up the bundle of blankets and shoved it up his face. "Well? Still got film for this?"

Rewind takes a moment to register the visage.It was, if he knew his terms correctly, a human child. No, wait. A baby. It's the size of a sparkling but....smaller. And, significantly softer.

Most of all, it's crying. Coolant— er, tears streaming down the side of it's cheek. Gently, his servos curled around the scoop, nestling it softly against his chassis. He felt a kind of pull in is spark. Something fond pulsing. Chromedome loosened, looking away. What's the point? The mask already hid his smile.

"Seems pretty far from it's residential zone." Chromedome peers across the horizon searching for even the most recognizable specks of rooftops.

Nope, nothing.

Just rolls and rolls of green foliage.

"Hey there little fella." The Archivist coos, digit caressing the cheek to soothe it. The baby sniffled then blink, lifting up it's tiny fingers to bap his index. "What's a baby doing here of all places?Aren't human, uh, carrier, sires are very protective of their offsprings?"

Chromedome doesn't know what to say, he's not Ratchet or Percy, but he's sure as hell relieved their argument took a turn into park. "Misplacement, maybe."

"...How do you misplace a baby in a bush?"

"Things like that can happen, you know."

"If anything, it seemed like it's deliberately thrown in there. Look! It's even wrapped in a blanket."

He held it up for the Mnemosurgeon to see who, in turn, simply shrugged.

"Yeah. To keep it warm."

"Until someone finds them."

Chromedome narrows his optics. He's got a bad feeling about this. "Rewind. What are you trying to say?"

"What I'm trying to say is that this child is deliberately left here to be found. We can't just leave it out here—"

"Are you saying we should steal it?''

"I'm not saying we should- ugh yes! I'm saying we should steal it—"

"You're kidnapping children now?"

Ratchet cuts through both of their comms, immediately barraging them, "Are you two idiots done squabbling with whatever stupid problem you have or are we gonna have to wait another fraggin' hour until you both make up and kiss?"

They had to take the baby, much to CD's dismay.

Ultra Magnus was losing his mind. What do you mean you found a baby in a ditch, in a bush, in a field of all places?! Even worse, literally miles and miles away from the nearest habitual region!

Purely, coincidental. He'll have to look in his files for crimes like this lest another is let loose for havoc. The young are the future for society! Something Cybertron is severely lacking in

Unacceptable. Simply unacceptable. Oh, and by the way, you're both going in the brig. You're late.

"Chromedome stalled me."

"Here, we go again."

Everyone is busy cooing and taking turns prodding the bab, and can someone please keep whirl away from the child he's armed, (with the exception of Megatron, the medics and UM) who didn't, mostly for the fear of passing diseases to it, mostly stood far with unimpressed looks on their faces.

First Aid, though, eventually took matters into his own hand,,, by taking it into his own hands and putting it in a glass box (shut up Brainstorm we're not using your stupid Polyhex Quadrilateral Box or whatever) to scan it's vitals and conditions

Everyone was outside, peering through the glass, prodding, helms jut at odd angles to see through the crowd — while the medics delicately assessed its condition.

Ratchet had to explain poor Rewind that not everyone wants children and not every parents are deserving of it so. He's seen this a lot in human culture.

"So they abandon babies just for the fun of it?!"

Well, he's got a point. Most of it at least. "Rewind.... no."

When they were done ensuring the baby is in optimal condition, Ratchet comes up to the, er couple, if he had to put it that way and crossed his arms, a brow raised.

"Do you trust yourselves enough to look after the child?"

"Might as well." CD sighs. ".... I've got enough responsibility on my plate, already."

"Nobody forced you to go back and take it." Rewind mutters.

Ratchet held up a servo to cut off another argument brewing. " I'm going to put this out clear."

A digit points to them. Ratchet grits his dentas and every word that spooled out of his vocalizer, more intense.

"You both are going to have to put your differences aside. You're going to resolve that problem of yours, and resolve it clean — not in front of the child, but behind. Go hide in a broom closet for all i care. Mutilate or incapacitate each other's limbs, if it helps. Fight all you want, kill each other if you have to. But this baby? This baby? You're going to give this child the most loving, caring family it can have. You hear?"

Shenanigans ensue.

Obviously, given they're Cybertronians, human anatomy isnt a topic they're very well versed with. Rewind does know a thing or two. But consulting videos are not really the best way to go when neither of them have the tools to feed the baby

Percy and Nautica (because he doesnt trust brainstorm) are tasked with concocting the milk formula. They're seen tinkering away in the lab, barring the other scientist against a let-me-in charade. Lab doors are locked and padlocked with a specific colde — suck it BS.

All elements, minerals and resources as such are to be provided Rodimus (begrudingly), then fact-checked by the medics, very, very carefully.

They're like guts deep in space and very far from earth. A quantum jump to said planet, in case of an emergency, can affect the only organic living onboard.

Moreover, Ratchet doesn't trust CDRW to learn the stuff themselves, so he holds five hour long sessions daily on how to provide sufficient needs for the baby. You know, handling them, playing with them, learning their gestures, mannerisms,,,etc

CD loves holding baby by the armpit, and especially loves it when he does that, baby tries to bap his face, squealing and babbling, trying to reach him— he finds that his chassis always melts a little.

Rewind, on the other hands, adores cradling baby in a blanket. He likes how warm and soft it is against his arms. And how easily it his to nestle baby under his chin as he walks.

He is the most affectionate from the two. And definitely records everything. Soccer mom-esque, cheering loud whenever baby does something' monumental, for instance, blabbering dada coherently. But also the most rigid. Like, lattice structured rigid.

''Rewind you watch snuff films you hypocrite, a Sunday cartoon getting a liiiiittle violent is nothing compared to the archives you go through." Rodimus wags the CD in front of the Archivist, an upturned pleading pout, pulling his features. He looked comical hunching to regard the smaller Archivist with baby nestled under his chin.

It was an obvious ploy to fiddle with the baby. Everyone's trying to get a nab of their little squeals, these days. Why wouldn't they?

Those adorable fats for cheeks, soft and cuddly, crawling around the habsuite like a cretin, gumming on everything they could find.

Skids managed dodging through the vents after a successful glimpse of peek-a-boo (Rewind forbids physical touch. He's not risking any disease that can be transferred.)

He slinked down and baby immediately latched onto his pedes, babbling for an upsie. It took him a while, and much restraint, not to take it through the vents

Swerve almost poisoned baby with the engex again because, in his own words, what's a little harm in trying new things?

He's now locked up in the brig, banned from touching baby ever .

This entire crew is a hazard and Rewind wasn't having it.

"Is this the same captain known for illegal conduct of meteor surfing?"

"....Oh, shut it."

Chromedome's not very affectionate but is less-rigid when it comes to baby. He's the type to cave in when they want something. Sweets? Oh, you want sweets? He doesn't care if the Lost Light is miles away from the nearest planet. He's going there and he's going now.

Stop him and he'll plunge those long, needle-like nails into mecha's skull, their ancestors could see Primus's aft whole again.

Hoards like,,,,around fifty satchels of sweets. It was only until Ambulon had a private chat with the Mnemosurgeon, that, yes, the baby is going to die eating that much.

So, he offered safer alternatives if baby wanted something sweet. Boiled potatoes, ripe avocados and fruits could help. (They'll have to frequent the nearest planets)

CD is like the most cynical ass ever to exist so Rewind find himself with an existential crises, staring off into a wall, when baby would scrunch up their face, the way CD does when he's displeased.

"That mask stays on."

"But I didn't even—"

"It stays on."

But he also finds, a little begrudingly, that CD is a lot more understandable these days. Mostly always cradling baby and humoring the little cretin . Arguments are close to nill. He barely has to raise his voice

Cybertronians naturally have harsh edges, given they're metal (duh), so their rooms would be congruent in terms of features as well. Not exactly a pleasant thought when an organic is dawdling about.

So to be safe, in their habsuite, Chromedome installed padded cushions everywhere. Even the ceiling is padded, mecha's kibbles are also padded (much to Rodimus's chagrin)

And, every inch and crevice of that room is filled with scribbles. (Scribbles only Swerve can decipher, but he's busy lounging in the brig so there's that.)

Red Alert, during a habsuite check, once blacked out inside the room because he didn't recognize the new change. It was so pastel-ish, bright and soft, he justs goes away

Chromedome finds the poor mech on the ground, baby on top with their crayons, assaulting said mecha's face while squealing at the teal green against stark red paint

"A new paint job, huh."

"Chromedome, get the poor guy up for Primus's sake!"

Baby is limited to the Library and Med-bay (as per Rewind's request). Library because Megatron is there and they know for a fact he's more trustworthy with the baby than anyone. And, Med-bay because, well, medics

But obviously, baby is like, a little cretin who thinks rules are a no-go and said social construct a danger to society. And, by who's declaration? Rodimus. It's Rodimus.

Rewind is going to murder that speedster of a captain

So , it's a given mech's will see CD scampering across the halls upon spotting baby dangling off a goddamn beam. Or, hanging off someone's shoulder, (said bot doesn't know, because baby is so small, the sensors didn't pick up), then sees the mnemosurgeon slumping onto the ground in relief, passed out for a minute

What's baby doing there?!

Rip CD's spark rate.

And, since they've got to play the part of a happy family, Rewind has to sleep in the same berth as his conjux. Not that they didn't ever

After the reveal (CD going behind his back doing unethical things w/ his fingers) Rewind was obviously displeased so they sported separate berths. Now? They'll manage squeezing in the same bed.

Rewind tried to act all huffy about it, glancing to one side, as though he doesn't want to be there. He does. He's just sulking.

Chromedome silently stares at the ceiling. Baby is between them, chewing on a miniature Rung figure (that Rung gave because, somehow, it calms the little thing)

Baby notices the silence and wants attention, so they bap their hands on the surface when both mechs weren't listening. And does it again for the fifth time. CD sighs and decides to humor baby, a little.

"It's past bed-time." He says quietly, patting their head

With a squeal, baby plays with CD's servo and curls it over their head. He scoops the little bundle up into his arms and loosened up a little.

Rewind swivels to find baby nuzzling his conjux, both deeply asleep. Something soft thrums in his spark, and while he’d rather bash his conjux’s a skull with a hammer, he can’t deny the lovely visage of him cuddling their child. So, he scoots over a little, resting his helm on CD's shoulder. He doesn't flinch when a servo lands on his shoulder plate, pulling him close.

Maybe, it wasn’t so bad.

[anxi-writes]

Cybertronian S/O reader is onboard during the whole Overlord thing, but is never exactly seen... until after it’s all over, that is. But, they’re dead. Headcanons for how Fort Max, Chromedome, & Drift would react/deal with this?

I’d say something cool but I’m still mourning the loss of my tumblr account

• ANGST • GORE •

Chromedome

Chromedome searches through the halls of the lost light. Every turn, being move tortuous as he moves forwards. His pedes feel heavy as he drags them across the floor. You’re nowhere in sight and it’s getting harder to push past his thoughts. You should be here, somewhere, he can’t handle losing two people in one day.

Shock envelopes him as he turns around the next corner only to see your mangled body on the ground. His steps are quick, no longer held back by his overwhelming anxiety. He crashes to the floor in front of your visibly dead body.

Your facep was unrecognisable whilst your limbs were torn and twisted. Energon was everywhere and to say it wasn’t pretty was an obvious understatement.

Chromedome’s shaky servos reached out for your frame, bringing your corpse close to his spark just to hold you one last time. His needles sprung out almost immediately, knowing exactly what he would want to do after this.

OH WAIT YOU SAID HEADCANONS MY BAD-

Fort Max

• He lost it when he saw what Overlord did to you.

• He broke into sobs as soon as he saw your body torn and damaged. The fact that he went through almost the same damage yet he remained made him feel even worse.

• You didn’t deserve a fate such as this. Your servos that he once held onto for comfort were cold. You were cold, dead and cold.

• It took a long time for the other bots on the ship to pry him away from your corpse.

[tinydefector]

Human's effects

More a silly little thing that I had to write out.

Warnings: talks about sex, xenophilia, kinks

Word count: 3k

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Human Effects 2 - characters

Request are open

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There were a lot of things that fascinated the cybertronians over humans. Their size, body types, skin tones and those soft they are. 

So many of them become so fascinated over the fact that such small and fragile creatures don't have plating to protect themselves but only wear soft fabrics. 

And it slowly leads a lot of Cybertronians to realising they were Xenophiles. 

A list of kinks and fetishes cybertronians discovered from it. 

-size kink 

-skin fetish 

- hair pulling 

- silk and ribbon play

- cum inflation 

-breeding

-pet play

- vore

-fluid play and consumption 

- spiking warming

- Heart and spark syncing 

- new spike and Valve modifications to test on their human lover

There's originally a lot of unknowns about humans, and cybertronians are rather intrigued, for one the first times the a lot of the crew of lost light had encountered them was on black market and high priced pets, and companions. 

There were exceptions such as Perceptor, Ratchet and Megatron who had been around humans before but for a lot of the bots this was their first time seeing them. that is until they are assigned a human communications, relations Ambassador/ liaison. 

But after the black market incident it had led a lot of bots into research over humans. And it just spirals more with them discovering some rather dark history with cybertronians keeping humans as playthings. And finding out their ‘interface equipment’ isn't that different from their own, just more organic and smaller.  

A late night of drinking at swerve slowly devolved into conversation over their local human. Brainstorm sits nursing his drink of engex while he and others of the ship chat away. "So does it fascinate anyone else over the fact that humans don't have natural plating or any kind of protection for their squishy form?" He brings up, he himself had fallen down the rabbit hole of human porn but didn't quite know how to breach the subject with anyone else. 

"Oh Primus, look who decided to join us, thought you were holding up with your Conjunx Chrome!" Swerve said with a chuckle, placing more drinks down. He hopped up onto one of the bar stools and leaned in eagerly, His attention flicks to Brainstorm. "You bring up a good point, Brainstorm," Swerve replied.

 "Those squishy humans are really something else, ain't they? No armour, no defences - I'd be scared outta my circuits if I was just soft protoform all the time!, like i’m so surprised squishy hasn't been stepped on yet" 

Rodimus nodded in agreement. "Yet they've managed to survive just fine so far. There's obviously more to them than meets the eye. Like i've seen some of the things our ambassador can do like the strange stretching"

"I dunno," Skids chimed in. "Seems pretty fraggin' reckless if you ask me. One good shot and it lights out!" 

Rewind shuddered. "Ugh, don't remind me. Just thinking about all those organics and tubes and who knows what else squishing around in there makes my fuel tank turn." He made a dramatic churning sound effect.

Riptide laughed. "I saw a nature documentary once about these hairless ape creatures the humans evolved from. Now THOSE guys were squishy."

“What in Primus have you been watching?!” 

“some old earth docs that Percy’s has, bots got a lot of info on Terra and the planet's history” The bots shared a collective laugh at the image. Swerve took a swig of his energon. "Frag, maybe there's something to be said about living on the edge like that! Sure keeps things interesting, its still strange that they are somehow one of the top predators of their planet yet are smaller than half the things they eat"

Brainstorm goes quiet for a moment. "Have you seen how flexible they are?"

Swerve nearly spit out his energon. "Whoa hey, I don't need those kinds of vivid imagery floatin' around my processor thank you very much!, keep the squishy interface vids to yourself" he said, waving his hands animatedly. 

"You have to admit, the way those fleshbags can contort themselves is pretty impressive," Skids added. "Must come in handy for.. maintenance." He waggled his optical ridges suggestively.

Brainstorm nodded pensively. "Indeed. Their non-metal structure allows for feats we could never replicate by ourselves." He took a sip of his energon. "Always makes me curious what other evolutionary adaptations they've developed to compensate for such vulnerability. The potential for scientific discovery is endlessly fascinating with their species and ancestors."

Riptide shrugged. "As long as they don't expect ME to try any of their bone-breaking yoga moves," he laughed. "This chassis is meant for tough stuff, not Twister!"

"You think they would be soft, you know if you interface with one?" Brainstorm asked while downing his drink, the engex was slowly going to his processor loosening his lips. 

"Oh don't give me that look I know for a fact you all have thought about doing with a human at least once! Rodimus I know for a fact you eye them up everytime our little liaison walks past you" He calls out Rodimus. 

Rodimus nearly choked on his energon in an attempt to look innocent. "Wh-what? That's not - I never -" he sputtered in protest, flustered optics darting around at the other bots.

Brainstorm smirked as Rodimus squirmed uncomfortably on the stool. "Oh please, don't try to deny it, Captain. You're about as subtle as a combiner in a supply closet." 

"Roddy's got the hots for squishy, who knew!" Swerve giggled uncontrollably. 

Skids nudged Riptide playfully. "Hey, maybe we got a xenophiliac on the ship!" 

"Alright alright, knock it off you glitches," Rodimus growled, though the blue flush across his face said otherwise. "I was just... curious, that's all. They ARE a strange species."

Swerve tried to contain his laughter. "Ohhh I bet you are more than curious, if you catch my drift!, wanna get up close and personal" More raucous peals of laughter from the group.

Brainstorm stroked his chin in thought. "They do feel intriguingly delicate. I wonder if their flexible frames would be more pleasurable to interface with than our own rigid forms..."

"Have you seen videos of them, they stretch a lot, like a lot, like I know human skin is resilient but i didn't think they were that resilient " Brainstorm states remembering some of the videos he had seen online. Other bots peak up intrigued. 

Swerve choked again as his fuel tank nearly turned inside out. "Brainstorm! That's... more than I needed to visualise, thank you very much." 

Skids seemed a bit less phased. "Fleshbags gettin' their twist on, huh? Can't say I'm not curious now." 

Even Rodimus seemed intrigued despite his earlier protests. "Resilient is an   understatement. I've seen some of the contortions that humans can do - it's astounding that their protoforms don't tear apart." 

Brainstorm nodded enthusiastically. "Precisely! With the right lubrication and technique, I hypothesise an interface with a limber human form would provide entirely novel sensory data."

Riptide shifted uncomfortably. "Not sure I'm ready to dive into the fleshy deep end just yet.”  

Swerve shot him a sly grin. "Aw c'mon Rip, live a little! Where's your sense of adventure?" 

Rodimus tried to steer the subject elsewhere. "Let's maybe change topics before someone needs a wipe down. Or Primus forbid, Magnus overhears you lot"

"I hope I did not hear what my processor just heard" Ultra Magnus states while staring down at the group of drinking mechs. A Lot of bots in the bar snicker at the group getting in trouble. 

"Come on Sir, get that wrench out of you aft, join us!" Skids called out.

Swerve let out an audible squeak at Ultra Magnus's stern tone, almost dropping his engex in panic. "U-Um, Magnus sir! Fancy seeing you here. We were just, uh, discussing..." 

He shot desperate optics at the others for help, but they all seemed to shrink down in their seats under Magnus's disapproving glare. 

Rodimus flashed an uneasy grin. "Just having a friendly debate about alien species, you know how it is. Brainstorm was bringing up some, er, interesting biological points..." 

Ultra Magnus sighed wearily. "I'd rather not know the details, thank you. Some topics are best left undiscussed in public."

The whole bar erupted into laughter at the group's misfortune. "Ah lay off em Magnus!" one patron called out. "They're just havin' fun!"

Another bot piped up. "Yeah, loosen up that rusty chassis and join us! One drink won't hurt." 

Magnus scowled, unamused. But as the encouragement grew louder, he glanced around hesitantly...

Swerve spotted an opening. "C'mon Magnus, live a little! I'll even give you a two-for-one special." He flashed a hopeful grin.

The enforcer grumbled but his resolve was cracking. Against his better judgement, he pulled up a stool. "One drink." Swerve whooped and poured him a double.

They cheer as Magnus sits down to drink with them. Skids speak up. "So brainstorm you saying you'd hook up with a fleshy, get nice and personal with a human" he calls out with a laugh.

Brainstorm leaned forward eagerly. "Why of course! The pursuit of scientific knowledge knows no boundaries. Though upon further review, direct interfacing with an organic might require certain, ah, safety protocols." 

Skids peered at him suspiciously. "Exactly what kind of 'research' are you plannin' on doing Brainy?"

Swerve nudged Riptide with a smirk. "I'll bet ya 20 shanix Brainstorm's just trying to find an excuse to get jiggy with the humies!"

Riptide snorted. "No way, I ain't takin' THAT bet!" 

Rodimus dropped his face in his palms with a groan. "can we PLEASE stop picturing Brainstorm fragging humans?" 

Ultra Magnus coughed on his engex, catching the comment he'd really rather not have heard. 

But Brainstorm paid them no mind, lost in scientific contemplation. "The human capacity for sensory input and feedback would provide a rich study on cross-species interface protocol adaptability..."

"INTERFACE PROTOCOLS?!" Swerve shrieked. The table erupted into howls of laughter at Magnus's deeply uncomfortable expression. It was going to be a LONG night indeed.

“Primus Brainstorm you kinky fragger” 

"Fine then everyone servo up if your not at least somewhat curious or thought about it at least once" Brainstorm calls out to all of Swerve's bars patrons

"Oooh, Brainstorm's putting us all on the spot!" Swerve giggled with gleeful mischief. He raised his servo without hesitation. 

Skids was quick to follow suit, slamming his half-empty glass down. "Frag it, I'll admit it! Those soft squishy bodies got me wonderin' what else they're good for." 

To everyone's surprise, Rodimus sheepishly lifted a servo as well, avoiding optic contact with Ultra Magnus. Riptide shrugged and joined in the show of servos, if only to blend in. 

The majority of bots in the bar started raising their hands amid roars of laughter and drunken encouragement. Only a select few hesitated, shooting nervous glances at Magnus. 

The enforcement officer's expression cycled through outrage, resignation and back to outrage as his gaze swept over the forest of raised servos. "I cannot condone such deviant interest in alien biologies," he protested, voice stiff. 

But as more servos stayed stubbornly aloft, Magnus sagged with a weary sigh. After a long moment, he slowly, begrudgingly raised one massive hand as well. 

The bar erupted into ear-splitting cheers. Swerve howled with glee, banging his fists on the counter. "Look's like we've all got a bit of xenophile in us after all! Even you, Magnus my mech!" 

Magnus buried his faceplate in his servos as Brainstorm cackled maniacally. Once the bar settles back down its Swerve who speaks up with a smirk on his faceplate. "So... which one of you charming mechs are gonna be the first to try and get our lovely Liaison?" He teases. 

Rodimus sputtered into his drink at Swerve's question, flushing brighter. "W-what? I never said anything about actually doing anything!, it's all just fantasies Swerve!" he protested in a hissed tone. 

Skids rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Hmm, well they do have a cute lil' figure. Bet they'd be a wild ride..." 

Swerve grinned slyly at Rodimus. "Aw c'mon Captain, don't tell me you ain't thought about it at least once! I bet they'd be real fun to break in, get all soft and pliable..." 

Rodimus smacked Swerve upside the helm. "Knock it off!" He shot a pleading glance at Ultra Magnus as if begging for rescue.

But unexpectedly, Brainstorm was the one who spoke up. "While the organic's flexibility is intriguing, directly interfacing could introduce unknown health risks or cultural taboos. Outside the fact our people have kept humans as pets and companions in the past. A more ethical approach would be gaining consent for strictly observational research."  

Riptide frowned. "Not sure the liaison would go for that either Storm" 

Swerve sighed dreamily. "Just imagine wrapping those soft squishy bits all around you though... bet they'd feel amazing..."  

"SWERVE." Magnus's warning tone silenced the cheeky bartender immediately. He turned back to Rodimus with a sigh. "Despite certain... Curiosities, directly engaging an organics  such a manner would be unwise, dangerous even, not to mention our form are much larger and could harm a human."

Rewind nodded gratefully at Magnus, relieved the subject was shifting. But the mischievous glint in Swerve's optic suggested his teasing wasn't over yet. It was going to be a long night indeed.

"Relax Mags I'm just riling these drunk mech up. Unless you're interested in our sweet little ambassador" he teases, making other bots choke on their drinks. 

Ultra Magnus's icy glare could have frozen Swerve's energon. "Need I remind you this conversation is highly inappropriate and unprofessional," he said sternly. 

But to everyone's surprise, Rodimus let out an undignified snort of laughter. "As if Magnus would ever break protocol like that! He'd probably recite the entire Autobot code of conduct while fragging."

The whole bar erupted in howls of mirth at the mental image. 

Swerve was nearly rolling on the floor. "Can you imagine?! 'Paragraph 3, subsection B clearly states interfacing with sentient aliens requires prior diplomatic clearance forms in triplicate!'" he cried in a mockingly stiff voice. 

Skids were wiping away fuel tears. "Primus if MR. RULES AND REGS ever broke the rules, it'd be one for the history archives!" 

Riptide jabbed Skids in the side. "Ten shanix says he'd have them memorising regulations the whole time!" 

"Twenty shanix says they'd run screaming first!" Swerve shot back. 

The bets and ribbing escalated as more mechs joined in. Across the table, Rodimus shoved Magnus playfully. "C'mon Magnus, live on the wild side for once!" 

Magnus's rumbling huff was the only response. Watching his rigid commander finally loosening up filled Swerve with delight. Somehow, some way, he'd find a way to get Magnus to break protocol yet! It was shaping up to be the best night ever.

"Ohhh let's make this fun. I list some bots and you say if you think they would hook up with a human" Riptide states. "Rung, Drift and Ratchet" he calls out the names.

Swerve let out a dramatic gasp. "Ooh spicy!"

"Rung is definitely curious but way too professional. Might let loose over a couple cubes of engex though!" 

Skids broke into hysterics at Riptide's suggestions. "Rung and a HUMAN?! Rung doesn't even touch his OWN interface panel!" 

Rodimus snorted. "Can you imagine? 'My dear, it seems you're experiencing some psychological interfacing blockers. Please, tell me how that makes you feel.'" 

"Drift guy's definitely intrigued by other species, if you know what I mean. Plus he's artsy so he'd probably appreciate the 'aesthetic'." Swerve responds

"Drift might go for it, he's open to new experiences," Rodimus mused with a grin. 

Brainstorm nodded thoughtfully. "Indeed, his spiritual philosophies suggest an openness to cultural exchange that others may lack. I think if he and ratchet weren't together its something he might try" 

"Ratchet. bah! As if that grumpy old rust-bucket would try anything so illogical. Unless she's a doctor too and starts quoting his favourite protocols... then all bets are off!" Skids laughed. 

"Ratchet? Nah, too much of a hard aft. He'd just bitch about human biohazards the whole time," Swerve giggled. 

"Well if Drift was interested I'm pretty sure that mecn could get ratchet to do anything with the bat of his optics" Rodimus remarks.

The table erupted in raucous laughter. Swerve took a playful bow. "Alright bring on the next victims!" 

Riptide rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Hmm, how about...Tailgate, Cyclonus, and Whirl?" 

Swerve cackled wickedly. "Tailgate would be way too nervous but he'd try for his Conjunx Cyclonus. Cyclonus would 100% use his broody vibes to charm her pants off but only for Tailgate. And Whirl? He doesn't interface, he destroys! So that liaison better watch her interfacing ports around that lunatic!" 

Chromedome interjects stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Tailgate would be way too nervous and shy, I think. He'd probably short-circuit just from holding hands!" 

Riptide nodded. "Cyclonus has always struck me as the kinky type. Wonder if he's into those squishy bits like Brainstorm thinks..."

"Whirl would frag anything that moves," Rodimus interjected with a grimace. "But I don't think an organic would survive the experience!"

Brainstorm stroked his chin. "Indeed, Whirl's interfacing protocol subroutines seem rather...enthusiastic. Consent might be a fleeting concept. Better to observe from a safe distance." 

Swerve shuddered. "Ugh, don't make me picture that psycho getting 'friendly' with a human! I'm tryna keep my fuel down y'know." 

The names continue being dropped. 

 " First Aid! I don't know if the medic-bot's got it in him to break the rules. But I betcha if he did, he'd be real gentle and caring-like. He'd have them feelin' better than new in no time!" 

Skids grinned devilishly. "Yeah but would they feel better? Aid's so straight and narrow I bet he'd put em in stasis lock from boredom!" 

"Now Perceptor on the other hand..." Swerve tapped his chin thoughtfully. "Bookish type, but you know there's a passionate scientist in there waiting to experiment. Think he'd go slow and methodical, really take his time 'exploring the specimen'." 

"his thirst for organic sciences might overpower his good sense," Rewind remarks. 

“optimus prime, Prowl and bumblebee ” Chromedome interjects with his own inquiries. 

Swerve pretended to wipe away exhaust fumes. "Primus help me, this is gonna be good... Optimus Prime is obviously Mister Morality himself, but you know he's got a secret wild side under all that virtue signalling. Just imagine how freaky he could get with some alien nookie!" 

The bar erupted in incredulous, drunken laughter and cheers. Swerve grinned impishly. 

"As for Prowl, I'm telling you that stick up his tailpipe is begging to come out and play. One roll in the berth with a naughty fleshy and he'd loosen up reeeal nice!" 

"And Bee? He's a sweet kid, but you know what they say, it's always the quiet ones! Between his cute lil' face and that tight chassis, he'd have the human lining up to frag that glitch right into stasis!" 

The bar absolutely lost it, bots falling over each other in drunken hysterics. Even Mirage was struggling not to fall off his chair. Swerve took an exaggerated bow as his audience howled. 

"Thank you, thank you! I'll be here all cycle! Now who's ready for the next round?" More shouts and clanking glasses answered his call. It was shaping up to be the wildest night at Swerve's yet!

 Magnus dropping Megatron's name that really sent them over the edge.

"Megatron?! With the liaison?!" Rodimus howled with laughter, nearly spitting out his drink. "That's the funniest thing I've heard all cycle!" 

But Swerve wasn't done. "Megatron? Now THAT'S an image! 'You pathetic fleshbag, you DARE try to mount the great Megatron?! Grovel before my interface array!'" 

Magnus adds more information which makes everyone surprised " He and the ambassador are rather close" He states

Rewind speaks up from Chromedome’s side. "Y'know... they do have a certain chemistry. I'll bet under all that scowling and chipped armour there's a softie just waitin' for the right tender touch to melt his spark. And they have got sass to spare  bet they could handle Megatron's brooding and snarl!" 

"Twenty shanix says he'd have them trembling and beggin' for mercy in no time flat!" Skids bet eagerly. 

"You're on!" crowed Riptide. "But I still think Perceptor's the real dark horse..."

[tom-foolery-incorporated]

Free Use Human

Lost Light Crew x reader, AFAB gender neutral reader, racially ambiguous, cumdump, stuck in a hole

“Brainstorm?” You called into the empty room hoping the scientist would hear you. You placed your palms flat against the wall behind you as you gave a push to try to dislodge yourself. Your legs dangled uselessly on the other side of the wall with your rear propped up right in the air.

You looked down at the floor maybe 6 feet below you where the teleportation device Brainstorm had made for you dropped. You pushed once again this time kicking your legs to get some kind of momentum but to no avail.

“Brainstorm!” You called louder hoping the scientist would rescue you before anyone found you like this.

“Woah!”

You heard a familiar voice behind you.

“Swerve!” You kicked your feet trying to wiggle out of the wall. “Thank God you’re here! Can you find Brainstorm and tell him where I am? Something went wrong with the teleportation device and-“ You yelped feeling a servo run across your rear. “Swerve!”

“You’re really stuck in there, huh?” He sounded way too pleased. “Like you can’t do anything?” You huffed shaking your head before realizing Swerve couldn’t see you on the other side of the wall. “No, I’m stuck. Can you please get-HEY!” You jerked feeling Swerve fondle your clothed ass. Swerve only laughed a little before giving a taut swipe to your rear.

“Oh man, I know who’d love this!” Swerve laughed rubbing his servo down your thigh. You whined wiggling your hips. “Brainstorm would because he’d want to know-OH!” Once again you were cut off when Swerve dragged his thick digit over your clothed folds.

“You look good like this,” Swerve laughed. He continued rubbing your clothed pussy making you whine and clench your thighs. “I just messaged Rodimus over the comlink,” Swerve said now groping your ass with both of his servos. “Think I can bust one out before he gets here?” He sounded so giddy having you defenseless like this. You only perked your rear up and wiggled your hips for him.

Swerve grabbed onto the waistband of your pants pulling the fabric down over your shoes and discarding the fabric to the floor. The wafting cold air of the ship brought goosebumps to your skin. You squeaked feeling Swerve bring another sharp smack to your ass. “You’re already so wet!” Swerve said excitedly. “Here I was gonna try eating you out to get you prepped but maybe-“ “Swerve, please!” You begged spreading your legs wider. Swerve chuckled before kneeling down in front of your glistening folds and shoving his face into your pussy. He devoured your slick cunt like a man starved. His dermas moving around your clit as his glossa dipped between them to slurp up whatever juices you produced.

“Fuck!” You whined clenching your fist against the wall. You squeezed your eyes shut focusing on the feeling of having Swerve’s face plate buried between your thighs. “Fucking delicious,” Swerve mumbled against your folds. The vibrations of his vocalizer going straight to your clit. “Swerve,” you moaned out trying to push your hips back into his face plate. His large servos wrapped around your hips keeping you still while he continued feasting on your sopping heat.

Swerve pulled away but not before giving your clit a loud obnoxious kiss. “Oh man look at your valve,”Swerve said prodding at your hole with one of his digits. “You’re clenching around nothing here!” Swerve jammed his finger into your pulsing hole feeling around the wet cavern of your vagina.

“Swerve, please!” You called your voice muffled by the wall. Swerve added another digit pushing his metal fingers in and out of your hole. “Think you’re ready for me?” Swerve was practically panting in excitement. How long has he been lusting after the ship’s little human and now he finally has a chance to feel their sweet organic valve around his throbbing spike.

You spread your legs in response trying to make as much room for the minibot as you could. You could hear him shuffling to his feet on the other side of the wall before there was a hiss in the air as Swerve released his modesty panel. His spike sprung to life slapping down atop your ass. The hot metal was a welcome change against your cold skin.

“Primus I can’t believe this is real,” Swerve muttered to himself. He held your hips with his servos, their size basically engulfing you, as he tilted his pelvis back to line his spike up with your hole. Swerve muttered praises as he rubbed his dripping spike against your cunt before pushing in.

“Holy shit!” You heard Rodimus’ voice coming down the hallway. “They really are stuck!”

Swerve gave you a sharp thrust before responding to his captain. “Yeah! They’re super tight too,” he panted trying to find a rhythm with his thrusts. “No way!” Your whole body stiffened when you heard Whirl. “Free use human?”

“Are we all getting a turn with them?” Tailgate’s enthusiasm made you clench around Swerve. The minibot groaned as he set a rough pace slapping his hips into your rear. Your moans bounced with your body as the bartender took what he wanted from your cunt. “Overload in them!” You heard Nautica cheer. You whined squeezing your eyes shut at the feeling of being watched in such a vulnerable position. Swerve’s hips stuttered as he released a flood of transfluid deep into your cunt.

“Okay,” you heard Rodimus start. “As the captain I get dibs after Swerve. From there we can form a line.”

You heard Whirl complain a little but was hushed by Cyclonus. “Actually I think I should get next because my device put them in this position!” Brainstorm called out.

“Is their intake up for grabs?” You heard Rewind ask.

“I don’t see why not,” Rodimus answered. “Why? You and Chromedome going to spear them?” Rodimus laughed at his own comment as your whole body heated up at the idea.

You felt Swerve slowly slide his spike out of you. His transfluid leaked down your pussy and onto your thigh. “Look at that,” you heard Drift say marveling at how Swerve’s overload slunk out of your hole.

“Okay my turn now!” You heard Rodimus call coupled with the sounds of him pushing other bots out of the way.

Ultra Magnus rarely walked this way around the ship but he felt the need to check why he had seen so many bots take this corridor. He hoped that his suspicions of something devious being at play was only a hunch. His thundering footsteps came down the hallway turning around a corner until he came to a full and abrupt stop.

Your rear end stood out of the wall with your legs dangling uselessly. both of your holes leaking transfluid with a puddle of the pink glowing substance laid underneath you. He could hardly believe his optics. Not only did this display break multiple public indecency laws but also violated almost every health code Ultra Magnus could recollect.

You moved your leg a little, bending your knee to keep the limb from falling asleep, and the movement caused a thick glob of transfluid to push out of your pussy and drip into the puddle beneath you. Ultra Magnus covered his mouth as his face flushed blue with energon.

“Human?” His deep voice called.

You giggled in return stretching out your legs causing more transfluid to seep from your pussy and ass. “Ultra Magnus!” You called cheerfully from the other side of the wall. You sounded delirious as if you had been fucked stupid. “Did you want a turn?” You spread your legs pressing the tips of your shoes against the wall so Ultra Magnus could see your sloppy holes.

In all honesty, he did want a turn.

[jinuaei]

Rewind having dedicated folders/space thats all about you, randomly recording you when you are there, even when you are just doing something normal like eating. Rewind becoming the designated reader documentary camerabot, Rewind hosting weekly reader movie night where he shows what you were doing that week and discuss with the others what other stuff they’ve done with you.

Rewind recording sex tapes of you, him, and Chromedome, keeping it between him and Chromedome, but it would also be funny if he accidentally plays it during movie night and now it becomes a jerk off session.

Do NOT come inside the room when this happens or the jerk off session becomes an orgy.

(This is me coping with what happened to Rewind ueueueuue)

[michaela-o]

Here’s some evening doodles before playing path of titans again😌❤️

I love the concept of human lialison on the Lost Light. Literally can’t get enough of it🥹❤️❤️

[in1-nutshell]

Human Buddy 'accidentally' adopted by Chromedome and Rewind

SFW, Platonic, Familial, Human Reader

MTMTE

They meet Buddy at Swerve’s. The pair had just heard about the new human joining the quest.

Buddy was the newest addition to the crew having been sent to look out for any unusual behavior with Megatron. Technically they were simply a glorified babysitter.

“Hey Megs!”—Buddy

“Yes?”—Megatron

“Are you having any evil thoughts?”—Buddy

“No?”—Megatron

“Okay, just making sure. Also, Rodimus is hiding in the supply closet in corridor 12.”—Buddy

“How did you know I was looking for him and rat him out?”

“You have that look in your optics… And he has been slipping in some of his work on my pile, it’s payback time. Happy hunting!”--Buddy

When Buddy sat down at the bar, Rewind was the first to approach Buddy. Chromdome had left earlier to go get their drinks and had gotten caught in Brainstorm’s rants.

He wanted to film a human for the longest time and now he the chance to do that.

“Hello there!”--Rewind

“Oh hello!”--Buddy

“I’m Rewind.”--Rewind

“That’s a nice name. I’m Buddy, but you already knew that didn’t you.”--Buddy

“Kind of hard not to hear the name when you’re the talk of the ship right now.”--Rewind

“I hope that doesn’t last too long.”--Buddy

“Oh don’t worry about that. Usually something bigger will come in and cancel that out.”--Rewind

“I don’t know if you’re joking about the bigger stuff.”--Buddy

“Trust me there have been so many things that have happened on this ship. For example, I’m not even from this universe, I’m from another one that got canceled out.”--Rewind

“What?!”--Buddy

“And the me from this reality was killed by Overlord!”--Rewind

“I thought that guy was dead!”--Buddy

Chromdome came in a few minutes after looking for Rewind. He saw his Conjux talking with the new human, who was showing them some videos from his camera.

He had been curious about the new human amongst the crew. He decided to go and joined in the conversation.

“Oh, Domey you made it!”--Rewind

“Domey?”--Buddy

“That’s his nickname for me. The names Chromedome.”--Chromedome

“Oh! Youre the guy that Prowl’s talked about!”--Buddy

“Prowl?”--Chromedome

“Prowl!?”--Rewind

“Yeah, something about you two being partners and all but it was kind of hard to hear some of the stuff when multiple tables are being flipped near you.”--Buddy

“Heh. He does have a thing for flipping them doesn’t he.”--Chromedome

“Yes! One time he flipped one and I was inside the drawer!”--Buddy

“What! Really?!”--Rewind

“Oh yeah! I was just looking for some of my data pads in there when the next thing I knew I was flying inside the thing and landed with my butt in the air!”--Buddy

“Now you have to tell us the rest of that story.”--Chromedome

“With pleasure!”--Buddy

Everything went on from there.

Buddy soon began meeting up with the couple weekly. The newly formed trio would talk anything under the metaphoric sun. It could have been about the latest reports to stories about the ship before Buddy came on board.

“So that’s where Ratchet’s hands came from?”--Buddy

“Yeah, Drift cut them clean off!”--Chromedome

“Wow!”--Buddy

“That’s nothing on what happened with the Sparkeater.”--Rewind

“What’s a Sparkeater?”—Buddy

The meetings soon became daily. The talks soon became more personal and longer, not that either party minded. It was the level of trust that was shown, and each was glad to have experienced.

Even though Rewind was the first to become acquainted with Buddy, it was Chromedome who first started having other thoughts about Buddy.

He felt very protective over Buddy but not in the way he felt protective of Rewind. Chromedome wanted to protect Buddy from any harm physically, mentally, and emotionally. He wanted to be there for Buddy. He loved them like if they were his own—

Oh

Oh…

He had a talk with Rewind about the sudden situation they were thrusted upon. Thank goodness too because Rewind was just coming up with the same feelings.

They both talked and agreed to talk to Buddy about the situation like civil adults.

Of course, on the Lost Light no plan goes according to plan.

The pair was waiting for Buddy in their usual spot when they spotted Buddy coming in.

They greeted each other as a larger bot came in front of Buddy.

They were clearly intoxicated as they began belittling Buddy.

“What’s a fleshy like you doing here anyways?”—Random Bot

“I beg your pardon?”--Buddy

“There's no way that this is the only-hic- reason you’re here. A puny organic like you. I -hic- I bet I could just flex my digits and you’ll be a smear on the floor. Human scum.”—Random bot

Rewind was ready to throw servos. How dare that bot talk to Buddy like that!?

Chromdome was already standing up not sure if to restrain Rewinds full wrath or to tackle the bot.

But as it turned out, they didn’t need to do that.

“You gonna say something Fleshy? Or is your tiny processor still thinking on what to say?”—Random bot

“…Oh, you’re finally done with the petty names and poor excuse of insults. Where those insults? I couldn’t tell if they were with that poor execution. Anyways since we are calling each other names, it’s my turn.”—Buddy

Buddy gave him the verbal beating of the century.

The bot ran away crying.

The bar was cheering.

“Way to give it to them Fleshy!”--Whirl

“Cyclonus can you please let go of my audials?”--Tailgate

“No.”--Cyclonus

“Drinks on me Buddy. You earned one.”--Swerve

“WOAH! THAT’S MY KID RIGHT THERE! THAT WAS AMAZING!”--Rewind

“Kid?”--Buddy

“I’m proud of you Kiddo. You stood you’re ground and made a grown mech eat his words!”--Chromedome

“Kid?”--Buddy

“…Oh…”—Chromedome and Rewind

“Keep your family drama away from my drinks. And congratulations on the kid you love birds.”--Whirl

“Whirl! Leave my dad’s alone!”—Buddy

“Dad?”—Chromedome

“Dad’s!?”—Rewind

“You’re welcome.”--Whirl

The three did end up talking about what happened in the bar a bit later. It was only to make sure everything was understood about the names.

Now the three carry their new titles with pride as one family unit.

[revelboo]

Hello Revel~ sorry for the bother could we have an update on Circles? Kind of excited about the whole one-sided hate relationship with Chromedome.

Sure!

Circles Pt 6

Chromedome x Reader x Rewind

• Slowly pulling air through his vents as he lays flat on his back and stares at the ceiling, he feels Rewind shift against him, a leg sliding against his own where the smaller bot is laying with his head on his arm. And he’s painfully aware of you lying between him and Rewind. Making absolutely horrific noises in your sleep as Rewind just recharges through it somehow. Maybe he can just toss you out an airlock and use his mnemonic needles to edit out the memory of you? Rewind would never have to know.

• And you roll in your sleep, cheek against his side as Rewind shifts closer so you’re pinned between them. Maybe the cassette will roll over and squash you and he won’t have to do anything. That would absolutely not be his fault. Can pretend he was recharging. Hears you snort awake and feels you squirm loose, climbing up onto his chassis and lying back down. Like he’s your fragging berth.

• Stretching out on Chromdome’s chassis, you can hear his internal systems, the thrum of his spark. And it’s intimate in a wholly unexpected way even though you know he doesn’t like you. Might even hate you and you get it. It’s not like you don’t know you’re obnoxious, that you’re a lot to deal with. Used to being left behind when you get to be too much. Your last ex had straight up said the problem was you. It’s always you. No sense of personal space or boundaries, constantly, desperately reaching out because you hate being alone and hanging on so hard you run people off.

• Venting in aggravation because he can’t even spend alone time with his partner because of you. Rewind’s right there, but he can’t have any fun because Rewind doesn’t want to offend you by interfacing around you. Lowkey hating you as you make a different noise and he groans. Are you leaking again? “Shh,” bumping you on the head with a servo so you don’t wake Rewind with your sniffling, you flinch and frown up at him, tears running down your face. Why’d they have to get the broken human? “Go to recharge, human.”

• Scrubbing at your eyes, you try to push down the feeling sorry for yourself. You’re not alone right now. Even if he hates you. How long until the other one does, too? Until they realize you’re not worth the bother. “Sorry,” you whisper, feeling how inadequate the word is. “I’m not trying to be annoying. I just, I,” you start and falter. You’re not good enough. How many times has someone asked you what’s wrong with you? Why are you like this? Why can’t you be normal? “I, I’m sorry you’re stuck with me.” Knowing you’re doing it again, ruining everything. It’s what you always do.

Previous

[love-and-war-on-cybertron]

Chromedome/Rewind/Human!reader Polybliss

This was just a quick thing to get an idea out. I have more planned for these guys, but some fluff is good for the soul.....

"So small." Rewind murmurs at the small lump of soft gray metal. They squirm in his arms and he adjusts his hold carefully. Swerve and Ratchet are off to the side, discussing Typical Protoform development and hypothetical effects of a human carrier on said development. Chromedome is knelt by you, speaking softly and brushing your cheek with the back of his digits. You were a sight of beauty to the two Mechs. exhausted, hair sticking to your face, dark circles. Beautiful. Glowing. The carrier of their "Little Bean", as you had called it upon first sight.

The silent question between the Minibot and the larger one was the same: What next? No one had been sure of what was to happen. Your dual Conjux, Chromedome and Rewind, had been a bigger mess after Swerve rattled off everything he had seen from consuming Human media. Everything that could go wrong, and no human doctors to help. At least Ratchet had SOME experience with humans. He had scanned your vitals and kept and eye on you. Assigned a drone to follow you around through the whole pregnancy and for a few more weeks after this.

"So small." Rewind repeats, looking up at the kneeling Chromedome. He isn't ready to hold them, too afraid to drop the little thing. The littlest thing he had ever seen. More than content to watch Rewind hold them and cooing as it slowly began to take a basic form. Two arms, two legs. the vague shape of bipedal creature. Would it look more human or cybertronian? Would it…. survive?

"Let me hold the baby I just spent 20 hours pushing out of my body." You call from where you lie on a modified medical berth, hooked up to a few monitors. With your little gray bean in your arms, you tilt your head, holding them to your chest. Cheek smooshed to the top of their head. You look like an angel to your Conjux. Chromedome rests a digit over your legs. Rewind continues to coo and cup his servo against the baby in your arms.

"Who do you think they will look like?"

Swerve looks over, "Should take basic shape pretty soon. Usually they take strongly after the sire but-"

"Too much unknown." Ratchet says passively, preparing an energon supplement for the little scrap. Comotion outside the medbay door has the medical officer snapping his helm to it, grumbling. Rodimus slips in, barely able to hide the crowd behind him. Ultra Magnus follows.

"Well let me be the first to congratulate the happy little family." He says with as much energy as he tackles everything. He leans close, trying to get a look.

"I have some exercises to help strengthen your little bitlet develope cable strength." Drift adds, going on about how to aid the bitlet's development.

Chromedome huffed before whispering, "Who let the hippy in?" You giggle.

"We came to give our congradulations and see if there was anythign you needed." Magnus steps around Drift, "As well as find what news we can share with the crew, they're getting rather unruly."

"Also came to suggest names. Have you considered Minirod?"

"Perhaps Wing?"

Magnus is quick to grab the captain and Drift, dragging them out with an apology over his shoulder. Drift and Swerve get back to work, Firstaid checks you over and gives the all clear. As he walks away, he activates the privacy screen, leaving the three of you turned four.

You hear an odd metallic sound and look at your baby. "Oh… well that doesn't narrow it down."

Chromedome and Rewind look down and see the little bean in your arms has taken on a Visor and face mask.

"I dunno, I think I see some orange." Chromedome leans close, looking over you.

"Sure that isn't red?" Rewind sits on the berth, perfect place for you lean against.

"Is this going to cause some drama with you two?" The question is semi-serious, but you knew how much they loved each other. Side by side for an amount of time you could never comprehend.

"Well we need to make sure the little thing gets the best looks." Chromedome chuckles as Rewind goes off about Altmode bashing.

[ppnuggie]

　　　　　　MTMTE x gn reader

　　　　『　rodimus ,, minimus ,, swerve ,, rewind ,, chromedome ,, trailcutter ,, brainstorm ,, first aid ,, whirl ,, tailgate ,, skids ,, gender neutral reader 』

　　-> coparenting on widgetable

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack

　　— since ive started coparenting on widgetable i decided to do hcs of mtmte characters n coparenting on there :3

    - rodimus

| • roddy saw it on tiktok when he was supposed to be working ,, and instead of finishing it his work he spammed you about it until you replied

| • who names it -> roddy

| • he names the kid chicken nugget because it seemed funny

| • roddy would have his status set as 'saving the world'

| • he'd be a good parent the first few days ,, but after about a week or two he forgets so you have to spam him care reminders

| • he probably buys the premium

| • roddy also probably spams your notes when you have chicken nugget over ,, and begs you to return him

| • he would draw little hearts on your guys' doodle widget when hes bored

    - magnus / minimus

| • you had the app and somehow convinced minimus to download it and coown a pet with you

| • you hatched a cat ,, and minimus let you name it ,, which was probably a bad decision

| • because you named him dr . bigglesworth

| • he regrets it to this day

| • mins usually has biggles most the time ,, and never forgets to feed or bathe him

| • hes respectful with his notes and gives him to you when you ask

| • though if he sees you're neglecting dr bigglesworth ,, he'll send you one care reminder

| • he has his status set to 'hardworking'

| • mins wont write little messages on your note widget unless you do it first ,, same with doodling

| • though sometimes when he gets super stressed from work he may doodle dr . bigglesworth on your doodle widget

    - swerve

| • he found the app and was super excited to coparent with you

| • he wanted to name the egg ,, and so he did

| • and thats how jerry got his name ,, and jerry was a penguin

| • he would also always remember to take care of jerry ,, maybe even spoil him a little too much

| • whenever swerve was bored at his bar ,, he would talk to jerry and feed him

| • swerve would constantly send a miss you note whenever you had jerry ,, it was honestly crazy

| • he would have his status as 'hold a hand' always

| • swerve probably would argue with you over notes on how you're neglecting jerry ,, when you literally just got him back smh

| • though all in all ,, swerve takes his coparenting to the extreme ,, he takes it serious and as a way to prepare for any future outcomes

    - rewind

| • he found the app and asked if you wanted to coparent ,, which you didnt mind ,, rewind was already coparenting another pet with chromedome

| • for some reason ,, rewind always has his status set to 'toilet' and when you asked him why ,, all he said was that it was funny to look at

| • anyways ,, you hatch a frog !! and rewind named it dinkle without talking to you first about it

| • so now you have dinkle ,, who rewind sometimes forgets about ,, which makes you spam him care reminders until he takes care of him

| • he always argues with you over your notes ,, telling you that youre caring for him wrong

| • and when rewind's bored ,, he draws pps on the doodle widget and sends you questionable notes on the note widget

| • all in all ,, hes a 4/10 parent to coparent with

    - chromedome

| • he found out you were coparenting with rewind and asked if you wanted to do so with him !

| • he let you name the egg ,, which you named 'moonie' ,, chromedome found it a little strange but cute

| • you hatched a puppy ,, and chromedome fell in love with moonie immediately

| • honestly hes a better parent than rewind is ,, always sharing moonie with you ,, giving you moonie when you ask

| • he spoils moonie with space rocket baths all the time

| • chromedome does love to draw you both on the doodle widget as best as he can ,, which is stick figures of you two

| • he sends you good morning and good night notes on the note widget

| • and his status is usually set to 'send a heart'

| • 11/10 parent to coparent with

    - trailcutter

| • he only did it because you wanted to ,, even though deep down he wanted to be the one to ask

| • he hatches the egg and lets you name it 'big mac'

| • teebs questions why but never gets an answer ,, and so big mac hatched to be a panda

| • he also falls in love with the pet ,, always taking care of big mac

| • though he usually sends you big mac when he knows hes about to start drinking so he doesnt end up neglecting him

| • when hes drunk off of engex ,, he usually draws you crying faces and broken hearts on your doodle widget

| • and thats pretty much your sign to send big mac back to him

| • teebs grows pretty attached to big mac ,, and always feels sad when he sends him to you :( always asking that you feed and bathe him

| • teebs usually has his status set to 'kiss' but when he gets drunk he changes it to 'lonely' or 'miss you'

| • hes a 8/10 parent

    - brainstorm

| • youre the one to introduce it to him and hes over the moon about it ,, he loves the concept and is super excited about coparenting with you

| • you let him name the hatched egg ,, which happens to be a duck

| • brainstorm calls him 'featherington' for sheer silliness ,, but really he just loves featherington

| • he spends money for the premium version so he can spoil his little duckie

| • he always fights you on the notes too ,, telling you to take extra care of featherington whilst hes working and if you dont hes gonna unleash the tickle monster

| • and you dont really have the time for the tickle monster ,, so you do your best to care for featherington

| • brainstorm usually has his status set as 'need you' ,, the little animated kitty cat that only premium lets you have

| • he sends you good night notes on the note widget ,, and sometimes reminders of things you need to do that day

| • when hes done with work and bored ,, he draws featherington on the doodle widget

    - first aid

| • he probably found it whilst he was taking a break from working ,, and saw it as an ad and wanted to do it with you

| • he insists on naming the pet springy ,, totally not in relevance to springer ,, he doesnt know what youre talking about

| • you hatched a cat though ! first aid tries his hardest to take care of springy but he usually ends up neglecting him or using all his items and waits for the cool downs

| • he has his status set as 'kiss you' or 'working'

| • he'll doodle little stars in his free time though ,, which is rarely

| • first aid is another who puts little reminders on your notes widget in case you have something to do that day

| • he also spams you care reminders and gets worried when you dont take care of springy and demands him back

    - whirl

| • youre the one to introduce him to the app and he at first doesnt agree to coparent but then he starts to overthink it and agrees in the end

| • he names the pet 'spike' for shits and giggles but yall hatch a duck and he becomes so attached to spike

| • he definitely buys premium to care for spike whether or not you know about it

| • any time you receive spike ,, he immediately spams 'missing spike' notes and spams the 'care reminder' notes

| • he has his status set as 'hit' or 'push'

| • he draws spikes on the doodle notes and sends you the most out of context notes ever on the widgets

| • you swear ,, one these days and magnus will sneak a peak accidentally and confiscate your phone

    - tailgate

| • hes so excited to coparent with you he cant even wait the 24 hours ! he names the pet fluffy because he likes it .

| • you hatch a shark though ,, but tailgate insists on keeping the name fluffy

| • tailgate loves fluffy so much ,, he always reminds you to take care of him ,, though sometimes he does happen to neglect fluffy on accident

| • when he does ,, he starts getting emotional and sends fluffy to you instantly ,, saying hes a bad parent and doesn't deserve him

| • he always loves when he gets fluffy back though ,, hes so joyous and is always thanking you

| • when bored ,, tailgate doodles blue hearts and sends you little love notes on the widgets

| • he has his status set to 'kiss' or 'loving'

- skids

| • you introduce the app to him and he doesnt see why not ,, so he agrees to coparent with you

| • you let him name the pet ,, and he chooses 'bubby' for em

| • yall hatch a fox ,, and skids gets to care for him first

| • you had to show him how to ,, and he learns fast how to use the app after that

| • skids makes sure to take care of bubby when needed and doesnt blow through all his items immediately

| • on the doodle widget ,, he sends you hearts and flowers ,, sometimes drawing himself blowing you a kiss

| • and on the note widget ,, he gives you good morning and good night messages ,, randomly telling you something he heard at swerves ,, sending ilys to you

| • his status is set as 'touch' or 'hug' depending on the day

| • he usually always wants bubby but he forfeits the fox when you ask to care for him

[cozzzynook]

Rodimus has fallen in love and is about to bond with Getaway. When Ratchet and Drift sit him down and show him evidence of Getaway cheating and he's devastated.

Personally I can never see Rodimus ever liking Getaway in any capacity but I can see them using each other as a quick frag when they first meet.

Its one of the worst experiences Rodimus has in his life and he doesn’t even overload. Getaway asked and he made a face before standing up and just walking out of Getaway’s hab completely unsatisfied and going to meet up with one of his aft call bots that he knows will get him off.

That night he heads to join, Cyclonus, Tailgate and Whirl for a frag session because he needs three very well experienced and nasty mechs to get the horrible feeling and thought of Getaway out of his memory files and off his frame.

He’s feeling a lot more satisfied hours later when he leaves the trios hab with a nice limp in his gate and a tiredness only a good fragging can give a bot.

He doesn’t think of Getaway or their horrible time until he and his crew stop on a planet and he meets the con twins Skyquake and Dreadwing. He’s smiling so wide with his spoiler bouncing and valve twitching just itching for a fun time as he locks optics with the two.

Before he knows it he’s bent wide over with two huge spikes stuffing his port like the spike slut he is as they both thrust inside of him with a servo choking his neck cables just the way he likes it and another slapping his sensitive valve raw.

Its when they finish and carry him back to his ship for Magnus to take does he see Getaway glaring at him and he’s so confused as to why until he remembers the horrible time they had together and immediately pushes the thought aside with a shiver of disgust.

Really, there was no way the mech actually thought lasting less than five minutes was gonna sate him. He knows he’s a slut but even sluts need more than five minutes.

He purposely tries to never think on the encounter again only to have the same issue when he’s on the bridge.

Magnus and Megatron are standing on either side of him, servos gently caressing both his sides making his tanks flutter and his aft wiggle as he smiles giddy and leans into them.

He’s thinking of all the fun they’ll have together as they usher him towards the door where it opens to reveal Getsway glaring angrily at him making him confused all over again.

Its Magnus stepping forward asking what Getaway needs with a clipped tone that makes the other look away and walk off.

He feels himself shiver in pure disgust as he remembers once again, how terrible their time was and how pitiful his stroke game felt. He tells the two as much after Megatron stares down where Getaway was last seen. He doesn’t want the mech to get hurt but he does wish he’d stay away from him.

He gives Magnus a nice, long surprise under the desk gift after making sure Getaway had a completely different schedule than him. He helped the mech organize two book shelves after, he didn’t care at all for stuff like that, but it made Magnus smile and happy so he did it.

He was having his fun as usual with the conjunx pair and the conjunx trio along with a spike swirl for Rewind and Chromedome as a job well done on helping repair a part of the ship. Along with letting Nautica use her servo to spank him when her frustrations became too much. He allowed Skids to watch and couldn’t help giggling at how the mech got so nervous when he moaned looking his way.

Rodimus was, to put it frankly, a slut.

He was decepticon share ware when he was Hot rod and changing to Rodimus, even when he was Rodimus prime, did nothing to curb his need for spike. Sure it lowered his libido but that put it on the healthy high scale instead of beyond the high scale. His doc First aid was grateful while he worked it so he could enjoy the more deeply kinky intimate parts of fragging instead of going so rough he would break.

He’s been on berth leave multiple times for having his insides shifted and his valve sprained.

“Hey Roddy,” he felt his spoiler bounce and his tank soften, his optics felt softer at the sight of Drift coming towards him. But that changed when he noticed the mech looking unhappy.

“What’d I do?”

He never fragged Drift or Ratchet.

They never invited him to berth so he never flirted or did anything inappropriate.

He was a slut.

Not a creep or perv who couldn’t respect boundaries.

“Nothing Roddy, you haven’t done anything,” Drift reassured. The mech put an arm around his waist like he always did and led him back to his hab where Ratchet was sitting down waiting for them.

He sat between the two on the couch and felt an awkward tension resting heavily in the room.

He felt better having Ratchet shift him onto his lap but he still felt nervous.

“Okay, whats up guys? What’d I do?”

“Roddy,” Drift sighed his designation and he was quick to apologize, “Stop that. You didn’t do anything kid. We just wanted to talk.”

His optic ridges touched but he nodded.

“Its about you and Getaway,” Ratchet said after a moment silence, “the mechs been….”

“He’s been stalking you, even with your two different schedules,” Drift finished, his fangs poked out and his servos were tight.

“Stalking me? But..why? We aren’t a thing…I’ve never…”

“Aw damnit.”

“Kid?”

“The first few days in…I..um..well its cause of that. Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it,” Rodimus sighed rubbing his face plate and going to stand when Ratchet and Drift held him in place on the medics lap.

“He harrassin ya cause he wants ya in berth again?”

The way both of them of them lock onto him, protective fields shrouding him making it hard to vent but so easy to melt against.

“No..I..I don’t know what he wants..I..well..I like to..explore my options..sometimes,” he blushed in a dazed.

“Kid ya like spike. We know. The crew knows. A lot of cybertron knows. It’s fine kid. I’m called the party ambulance for a reason.”

“We know your reputation Roddy. We don’t care.”

“Speak for yourself kid. I’m happy you’ve slowed down and haven’t caught any viruses. First aid used to have a mental breakdown when he had to out your valve back into place.”

“Ratchet!”

“What Kid? Its fine. I’ve popped mine back into place a few times myself,” Ratchet shrugged at Rodimus who looked…beyond shell shocked even if he shouldn’t. His reputation was very well known.

“I..how long have you two know?”

“Since we’ve known you,” Drift said easily, he was still angry but the digit he used to brush along Rodimus’s cheek was anything but. It was hard not to lean into it.

“Wait..if you knew I was share ware,” Drift’s servo gripping his face plate giving him a sharp look made him back track.

“I mean, used to be shareware,” he rushes. It still doesn’t loosen Drifts hold so he continues.

“Why are you always inviting me over and having me spend the night if you know I’m a spike slut?”

Maybe he should’ve put more thought into all the times they had him sit on their laps or would cuddle with him in berth and make sure he couldn’t leave. Or when he’d cook dinner and lunch every day and one of them always digit fed him with a now noticeably lame excuse of “we want to make sure you eat enough.”

“Told ya we’d have to spell it out,” Ratchet grouched, wrapping his arms around the speedster who felt weary but unafraid.

“We like you Roddy. More than what you think,” Drift interrupted his musings, thumb rubbing his cheek.

“We’ve been in love with you for a very long time now and we’re pretty sure you feel the same. Even if you don’t want to admit it,” Drift finished.

“Kid you run faster than Blurr from affection thats not a one night sexual conquest. So we figured it best to ease you into the idea of being with us. We don’t have any intent to change who you are. We know you love spike and we’re fine with it. We just want you to come home to us at the end of it.”

He felt his optics watering and he wanted to hide.

They were right of course.

He was afraid of romantic feelings, relationships, love.

But when it came to the two mechs holding him he couldn’t help but fall in love.

Subconsciously he lessened the amount of mechs he’d sleep with on a drastic scale the more time he spent with them intimately.

He didn’t want to give up his frag sessions with Megatron and Minimus or the wild rides with Cyclonus, Tailgate and Whirl, but he hadn’t really ventured out much aside from basic non penetration with Nautica, Chromedome and Rewind and letting Skids watch. Of course he had fun with Skyquake and Dreadwing, but he didn’t leave his comm number like he usually did for a second round.

“I don’t..please don’t..”

“Relax kid, we know. We know,” Ratchet let him curl up and hide.

It was embarrassing as it was needed.

“I’m not..you picked wrong. You shouldn’t want me.”

The engine rev from Ratchet was the first real warning and he kept silent.

“We know exactly who we picked Rodimus and we aren’t picking anyone else but the three of us.”

That was the second warning, hearing his designation from Drift was always serious and while his insecurities were tugging at him, he let Ratchets warm servo rubbing his thigh quiet the storm.

They stayed like that for a while.

Sitting on the couch until Rodimus felt Ratchet’s signs of stiffness.

He fell into rhythm without thinking much as he shifted and stood helping the mech up and using his outlier to warm the space between them.

Eventually they retired to berth where Ratchet and Drift locked Rodimus in a tangle of limbs.

He didn’t mind. It was grounding.

Helped him feel without panicking.

He looked down and let his digits curl loosely between theirs and day dreamed.

They didn’t say anything. Didn’t push or rush him.

They just enjoyed their time together and that made things feel..as easy as onlining.

Rodimus didn’t see or hear about Getaway after that but he did notice Drift cleaning energon off his sword and Ratchet wiping energon from his med kit.

He figured it best not to ask.

[kell-5]

A little nonsense about this piece of mine

Megatron x Senator! reader meeting

....After Megatron (now more "uncertain former tyrant" than "Decepticon Lord") was brought aboard the Lost Light, the crew tried their best to delay his encounter with the Reader. But the truth always comes out—especially when it involves two ancient bots, one of whom funded the other’s poetry collections.

You were on your way to medbay to complain to Ratchet (again) about your joints making "suspicious noises, like I’m rusting from the inside."

Then—THUD—you walked straight into someone solid.

"Apologies, I didn’t see—"

Your voice froze.

Standing before you was Megatron.

Yes, that Megatron.

A little worse for wear. No regal posture. Optics full of something suspiciously like... guilt?

You recognized each other instantly.

"You."

"You."

The tension in the air thickened to "could-cut-it-with-an-energon-knife" levels.

"So..." you said, feigning nonchalance. "How’s the... poetry going?"

Megatron twitched.

"Are you joking."

"No. Genuine question. You promised a second anthology. I invested."

"I started a war," he deadpanned.

"Eh, minor details."

Silence.

"You know," you mused, "I could still sue you for breach of contract. You never delivered on that literary project."

Megatron looked at you like you’d just suggested reviving the monarchy.

"I destroyed half of Cybertron."

"But you didn’t publish the sequel."

"..."

"You didn’t even try."

"I WAS BUSY LEADING A WAR!"

"Not an excuse."

He facepalmed.

"Why did you have to survive..."

"Because I got a ‘subscription renewal’ deal on my stasis pod."

"WHAT?!"

"Shanix-saving hack. Senatorial privilege."

Megatron short-circuited.

Just then, Rewind popped out from around the corner—having clearly been recording the whole thing for five minutes straight.

"This is the greatest thing since the Lost Light launched!"

Ratchet, who’d materialized out of nowhere, just growled:

"If you two don’t separate now, I’m spacing you both."

You and Megatron exchanged glances.

"What if—" you began cautiously.

"No."

"You didn’t even hear my proposal!"

"I know what you’re going to say. And no, I’m not ‘reviving my creative career under your management’."

"But you have so much potential!"

"I COMMITTED WAR CRIMES."

"We’ve all made mistakes."

Megatron walked away.

Rewind was already editing the footage for the crew’s group chat.

________________

✔ Rodimus Prime:"This... this is genius. We could sell their banter as a stand-up act!"

✔ Chromedome:"I can’t believe the war ended over a publishing dispute."

✔ First Aid:"If they start arguing about copyright law, I’m resigning."

(Sorry, I couldn't help myself, if this offends anyone, please let me know, I wasn't trying to offend anyone.)

(English not my native language)

[tom-foolery-incorporated]

Dude after the free use human fic, after human was finally out of the hole is she going to get asked by the bots if that can do it again instead of y'know being stuck in the wall, because I can imagine the bots won't stop thinking about it

......

>:333

Rehehehehehehe

Various Lost Light crew members x reader, gender neutral AFAB reader, racially ambiguous, free use, very mild dubious consent if you squint

I bet Swerve begs the human to have a free use night at his bar. Like buy two drinks get to use the human. You know Ultra Magnus had to help set up in order to make sure everything was in line and in order. Buy two drinks then get a ticket with your number for the human to service you. Then it just breaks down into a huge robot gangbang in the middle of the bar.

You know Rodimus is coming to the human like twice a day absolutely pussy whipped and begging to be inside his favorite human again.

Megatron finally getting a turn and making it so the human can’t walk for a whole week. Just blissed out smiling with a lake of transfluid under them as their abused hole just gapes. He’s very attentive with aftercare but he’s also worried he might have broken them.

Ratchet took them in under the guise of their own medical well being but bro doesn’t know jack about organics and just wanted an excuse to have them to himself. Drift jacking off Ratchet using the human like a spike sleeve.

You know Tailgate is humping them like a rabbit every chance he gets and Cyclonus is watching the whole thing with his spike in his servo.

Rewind and Chromedome taking the human out on a romantic excursion so they’re all buttered up when they share them. Soft lighting and music while they take turns using the human’s holes. I feel like they’d run a train on their special little human.

Nautica would probably be int having the human ride her then tease them when they get tired. “Nuhuh! I saw what kind of stamina you have,” she’d say while giving a sharp thrust. “I know you can do better than that.” Then she’s punishing the little human when they cum before her. She’s fingering them and using them like a toy. The human comes out of her habsuite covered in purple lipstick marks and smiling like a dope.

Whirl would scoop the human up and stash them away in his habsuite all for himself. He just wants the soft mushy sex where his human is stroking his face and peppering kisses all along his body until he can fuck their face with his spike. He’d definitely tease at breaking them and turning them into nothing but a hole for everyone to use but he knows how fragile humans are and to be more gentle.

Brainstorm is running all sorts of experiments trying to see which toys his human has the best reaction to, how hard they can cum, how many orgasms until they pass out. It’s all for research purposes he tells himself while watching Perceptor fuck you stupid while jacking himself off.