#transformers sideswipe x reader

[smallestapplin]

I too have been enamored with your Autobot Harem and I would like to see more please ...but I'm also picturing how fucking funny it would be if the Decepticons somehow heard about this new human friend and decide to kidnap them for Schemes(TM) So they send one of the minicons to scout things out, to see what this human is about, only to be bombarded with footage of Prowl, of all bots, holding the Autobot Darling in a mating press and fucking them stupid while they cry out his name

The 'Cons are baffled, frightened, and kinda grossed out and promptly nope the fuck outta there and spend the next few days trying to delete it from their memories

And they grow even more distressed when they realize just how *often* the Autobots have their way with you, including Optimus goddamn Prime, who seems to be the most addicted out of all of them, and everytime they try to sneak around there is at least one bot doing something lewd

The Autobots, meanwhile, haven't enjoyed this much peace and quiet for this long in a looooooong while, and they know exactly how to best enjoy it

Cackling at the same brain, but I adore the takes here >:) if you or anyone have anymore ideas don't be afraid to tell me

But I'd love to expand on this

🔞Warning : Autobot harem, Spitroasting, GN!Reader, decepticon pov so everything is referred to in Cybertronian words, non-consensual recording, non-consensual voyeurism🔞

Links to one here and chatting here

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When the autobots don't make any moves it's not unusual, after all it's only when the decepticons attack will they be seen, so why not a stealth mission to try and get some intel and break their silly camaraderie?

Oh it was a genuis plan! Get dirt on them, spread it to their friends, and watch them kill each other instead, getting them out of the way once and for all.

Laserbeak was sent first to map up routes, and see who guards at certain times.

It was normal, it was routine even.

Until laserbeak catches sight (and recording) of you, a little human, slotted between Sunstreaker and Sideswipe.

Sunstreaker rutting into your tight valve, transfluid leaking from where you two connect. His hips wetly slapping into yours. Your stomach bulging from the large spike rearranging your insides.

And you struggling to take Sideswipe's spike in your intake while your digits toy with his valve. Drool and fluid leaking down your chin, tears sliding down your face as you struggle to breathe.

"Takin' our spikes like a champ, sweetspark."

"Such a greedy valve! Keeps suckin' me in like you want me to overload early-"

Soundwave is fast in disconnecting the line, shutting the video off and telling Laserbeak to get back to base prompto.

But that leaves the decepticons in silence.

What had they just seen? Cybertronians can interface with fleshies? What nonsense! That can't be right.

It starts off as disgust, but then they start talking and realizing this has been going on for ages.

"Those twins hate humans out of every autobot, so how did a fleshy manage?" Starscream speaks, venom dripping in his voice.

"Wait...wait remember when we attacked their base to get that energy switch, and we came across them, and Prowl nearly offlined Thundercracker?"

The room falls silent again.

Every instance comes flooding back to them, ones they would have never thought twice about are all starting to make sense. The autobots always became a bit more aggressive and protective when it came to defending you.

Even Optimus Prime himself nearly offlined Rumble for getting close to you, before picking you up and placing you with Bumblebee to get to safety.

"So...are all of them with one human or just those two?" Skywarp didn't even want to know, but of course if there is some weird romance thing going on, they could probably use that to their advantage.

Megatron sighs, looking to Soundwave "Tell Laserbeak to go back and pick up more evidence, as much as I hate to say that."

The larger bot sneers, loathing the idea of seeing more.

But Soundwave and Laserbeak do as told.

The minicon avoids the area he first saw you, Sideswipe, and Sunstreaker, making an effort to thoroughly explore the other areas, making note that Prowl and Jazz seemingly take guard duty at night.

By the next day you and those twins seem to have went back inside the base, where Laserbeak couldn't reach.

"Sir, we might need to send someone to sneak inside their base."

Megatron glances at Soundwave, who doesn't look away from the screen. They both know getting inside that base will be dangerous, especially with how protective those bots are when you're involved.

"Let's hold off on that, since they seem to enjoy fragging outdoors, I'm certain we will get something else."

Soundwave nods, and continues watching as nothing interesting shows up on camera.

Starscream groans, rolling his optics not believing this is what they are up to anymore, just waiting to see some human all bare taking a spike much too big for them.

How patheic!

He could easily break your valve in, much better than those autobots!.....wait...NO! He shakes his helm, getting rid of any thoughts of you he's having.

Grumbling himself about your stupid attractiveness, you're just some stupid fleshy that's probably so soft compared to him, and no doubt your valve would struggle to take him.

But he keeps up a disgusted act, not wanting anyone to know what he's thinking.

However Thundercracker is silent, optics not leaving the screen, watching whatever Laserbeak catches on camera.

His expression looks bored, but he's freaking out inside.

He can't believe a human could actually handle interfacing with a Cybertronian, and you took two like a champ! You look so cute, pretty valve stretched so wide just to take Sunstreaker.

Greedy little thing.

He wants you, he wants to know what it's like, wants to leave here and live somewhere peacefully with you in some far off woods.

He's only here out of fear.

But he can't believe he's letting himself fall for a human he's barely met, but he can't stop his thoughts from trailing off to you, picturing you crying out begging him for more.

He wonders how your valve tastes, and if you'd like he bury his glossa in your heat.

Thundercracker is broken from his thoughts by Starscream screeching.

"Have they no shame!?"

Several optics look back at the screen, only to see you with Hot Rod.

The flashy bot clearly rushing off with you, giggling as you two go through the trees to get a peaceful spot away from base.

Faintly through Laserbeak's mic they can hear you.

"Oh, you don't know how much I missed you, little light!"

You giggle, finding all his kisses to be tickling you.

"I missed you too, Roddy. I hope your missions haven't been to exhausting." You kiss him in turn, smiling when he lets out a dopey chuckle.

"Nothing I can't manage, I just wanted to get back to you safe and sound."

"Something tells me that's not the only reason." You tease him, your poor lover gives you a pleading expression.

"I got all my work done? Missions were a success since the decepticons have been quiet, oh! And I got my reports done!"

He's shaking, nearly vibrating in place waiting for something.

But you let out a dramatic sigh, playfully shaking your head.

"I suppose since you've been such a good boy then."

You kick your pants off, tossing them to the side, before plopping yourself down on his servo, spreading your legs wide for him.

"A good boy deserves a reward, right?"

Hot Rod drools, muttering 'thank you's over and over again as he buries his glossa into your greedy hole.

Moaning with you, unable to help himself when you taste so good!

The decepticons all look at each other, then to Megatron, awaiting his orders but even he is baffled.

Just how many bots do you have after you? How many do you already have under your thumb? In the fights where he has gotten close to you, you reek of Optimus far too strongly.

So you're with him too.

Do you have the entire autobot base at your beck and call?

"Megatron, what are your orders."

Soundwave's voice shakes him if his thoughts.

"If we can get ahold of that human, we might have our answers, however I'm not even sure we can with how frag addicted those filthy autobots are."

"Seems the human is never alone either, which would make that even harder."

Just what have they gotten themselves into?

[quackfallbackhq]

Transformers Autobots Characters Fully Committing To It Now (NSFW DRABBLES?)

Oh, frag.

A whole week—seven nights—of nothing but them pressing you into the berth, their frame caging yours, their voice thick and hungry as they push deep, again and again.

They’re relentless.

Every night, you start off with some strength—but by the end, you’re melting, your body wrecked, your voice nothing but soft, breathless whimpers as they fill you over and over until you can���t hold any more.

And the worst part? You love it.

SMUT - you been warned

The characters are written down below are,, Optimus Prime, Bumblebee, Ratchet, Jazz, Ironhide, Sideswipe, Crosshairs, Drift, Hound and Hotrod.

Optimus Prime

Optimus tells himself he should pace it—but the moment he’s buried deep inside you, the moment he feels you clench so sweetly around him, his restraint snaps.

Every night, he ruins you.

His thrusts are deep, deliberate, his servos pinning your hips as he watches your expression twist with pure, blissful exhaustion.

By the third night, your body practically melts into his, too spent to do anything but take what he gives. And Primus, that just makes him want to keep going.

“You asked for this,” he growls, voice dark, lips tracing your heated skin. “Now, take it.”

Bumblebee

Bee started off teasing—but by night four, it’s no longer a game.

It’s a need.

He worships you, his servos gripping tight, his engine revving as he loses himself in the way your body takes him so perfectly.

Every night, you end up a whimpering mess beneath him, your body trembling, unable to move, too wrecked to do anything but let him fill you up again.

And frag, that only makes him want to keep going.

“You’re so fragging good for me,” he groans, pressing his forehead against yours. “You still got another round in you, sweets?”

You always do.

Ratchet

Ratchet knew this was a bad idea—he knew you wouldn’t last the full week.

But Primus, you insisted.

And now?

Now, you’re spent, your frame wrecked, your voice no longer begging for more, but begging for a break—

But does he stop?

No.

His movements are slow, deliberate, his spark pulsing wildly as he watches you tremble beneath him, taking everything he gives you.

“You wanted this, love,” he rumbles, voice thick with possession. “So now, you’ll take it.”

And oh, you do.

Jazz

Jazz thought he’d be the one to tap out first.

He was wrong.

By the sixth night, you’re melting beneath him, your body weak, your voice a soft, breathless whimper as he fills you up again and again.

And Primus, he loves it.

“Too much, babe?” he teases, his smirk dark as he rolls his hips just right, making your whole frame shudder.

But the second you let out a broken moan—

Oh, frag.

He’s gone.

Ironhide

Ironhide warned you.

He told you a whole week would be too much.

But you insisted.

And now?

Now, you’re spent, your frame trembling, your voice a breathless whimper as he presses into you again, filling you completely.

He should stop. He should.

But frag, you’re so soft beneath him, so weak from taking him night after night—

And Primus, that only makes him want to keep going.

“You said a week,” he growls, voice dark as he thrusts deep. “So I’m gonna give you one.” his servos slide between the crevice behind her knees as he fold her nicely.

folding her knees to touch her shoulder plates as his hips snapped towards her valve.

Sideswipe

Sideswipe laughed when you first suggested it.

A whole week? There was no way you’d last that long.

But now?

Now, you’re melting under him, too wrecked to do anything but cling to his frame, letting him take what he needs.

And oh, he needs it.

“Aw, babe,” he chuckles, voice thick with hunger. “You’re so fragging wrecked, huh?”

And the second you let out a weak little whimper—

Oh, he’s not stopping now.

Crosshairs

Crosshairs should’ve known this would happen.

By the fourth night, you’re already spent, your frame trembling beneath him, your voice breathless as he fills you up again.

“You’re so fraggin’ soft now,” he murmurs, his servo sliding over your trembling frame. “Practically meltin’ for me.”

And frag, if that doesn’t make him want to wreck you all over again.

Drift

Drift had been gentle—at first.

But by night three, something inside him snaps.

You’re so soft beneath him, so pliant, your body trembling as you take everything he gives you—

And Primus, he needs more.

“You will endure,” he murmurs, voice thick with reverence, his movements slow but deep.

And oh, you do.

Each thrust send her though pleasure after pleasure, her whines make him increase each gentle thrust into more needy and hard ones, just by hearing her needy sounds made Drift himself snap.

But he shouldn't, not if they both have all week to continue on

Hound

Hound knew you’d be wrecked before the week was up.

But frag, did you look good like this.

Soft. Weak. Too spent to do anything but let him press you down, keeping you full all fraggin’ night.

And the way you melt for him?

Primus.

“You wanted this, sugar,” he rumbles, pressing a slow, deep thrust into you. “So now, you’re gonna take it.”

And frag, do you ever.

His large size makes her feel many things at once, the tight squeeze he feels when he would grind back in makes him full on shudder.

HotRod

Hot Rod thought he was the one in control.

He was wrong.

Because now, you’re so wrecked, so weak beneath him, your body trembling, your voice a soft, breathless whimper—

And frag, he needs to fill you up again.

He should stop. He should.

But with you this soft, this wrecked, he just can’t help but press a slow, deep thrust into you again.

“… Just one more,” he mutters, knowing damn well it won’t be.

And frag, do you let him.

notes - ahhh.. I suck at drawing transformers bots..

[rabotimagines]

Could we get the autobots' reactions to the petnames being used in the middle of a battle? or maybe them reacting to the cons being infatuated with older reader and being all like "!!!That's our old emotional support baddie >:0 Back off!!!"

"That's our old emotional support baddie! >:0" sent my sides to space. Also I've got another ask for Autobot battlefield flirting so were doing protective Autobots for this one!

"Back off!" Gn Bot Reader + Optimus, Jazz, The Lamborghini twins, Cliffjumper.

Summary: The Autobots react to the cons sudden interest with you.

G1 characters: Optimus, Jazz, Sideswipe, Sunstreaker, Cliffjumper

Genre/Theme: Platonic protective Autobots

Warnings: Starscream and Thundercracker get grabby with you. Thundercracker actually pins you, but it doesn't go anywhere.

Pronouns: You, Your, Yours

Optimus was aware of your recent run-in encounters with Megatron. Since he typically kept an optic out for Megatron to keep the rest of the Autobots safer. So he notices when Megatron suddenly seems to start seeking you out intentionally on the battlefield. Now he knows you've triggered Megatrons' temper a bit using your petnames. And Optimus will admit (in private off the battlefield) that it was quite funny watching Megatron of all mechs optics brighten in rage and his plating ruffle so quickly. So he's not too surprised by Megatrons' sudden urge to do you greater harm. He just makes sure to keep an optic on you two when he sees you get in it with one another. Optimus knows you can handle yourself for the most part, but Megatron was not a mech to be taken lightly.

It's only when he's watching one of these encounters from the side of a full-scale battle that Optimus finally recognizes the intention in Megatrons frame. Optimus wasn't always Optimus- he was Orion Pax... a dock worker. And well, let's just say more than a few of Orion's colleagues would make advances on any frame they thought was pretty when they passed by them on the job. So Optimus, fortunately or unfortunately, knows exactly what Megatron is thinking when a certain look crosses his faceplate. And once it registers Optimus suddenly realizes exactly what Megatron is trying to get a hold of you for. And Optimus is throwing himself into the middle of your scuffle while brandishing his battle axe.

After the battle, Optimus is vigilant, and he refuses Megatron the opportunity to even fight you alone. Optimus would not risk your safety when Megatron had such ill intentions for you. You were a dear friend and a valuable ally- Optimus refused to let Megatron taint that or Allspark forbid harm you with his- perverted endeavors. Optimus makes sure you will not be taken advantage of in any such manner. Especially not by Megatron.

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Jazz definitely notices when Devastator starts mixing it up and is abandoning what he's doing when he catches a glimpse of you. Though you notice too so you obviously start abusing their sudden interest with ya to help make the battle go smoother. It wasn't exactly easy whenever they busted out Devastator, so Jazz couldn't say he blamed ya for using the opportunity. (In fact he's glad you're doing it.) Now Jazz just sorta assumes after you'd directly made the Constructicons fail as Devastator twice, that you'd might've just gotten put on their slag list for it. So he doesn't really think more on it since the rage did make sense. You'd made em spectacularly fail twice, and Devastator while strong was a bit... slow in the processor. So, getting mad and turning on you immediately did make a lick of sense.

It's not until it was you and Jazz playing distraction for Devastator (well, you distracting and Jazz helping you stay out of his grasp). Does Devastator actually say something that reveals everything. You'd almost gotten grabbed, and you've got your back to the wall, but thankfully, Devastator was too darn big to get his arm where you'd managed to press your frame against. "Come out- Come out! You'll be our good toy, won't you?" Devastator growls out low and sultry, and Jazz is genuinely gobsmacked. Completely sparkdamn astounded when it clicks exactly what and why Devastator had a sudden inexplicable interest with you. Jazz is whistling sharp before setting his lights to disorienting and his sound system level to concerning. Jazz practically flash bangs Devastator with the light and sound show before sliding down the building he was on to grab you and help get you out of the corner you were in. (And away from Devastator.)

You were his friend, and Jazz wasn't about to let any demolition happy gestalt have any time with you. Jazz makes sure to clue in the other officers about Devastators' little infatuation with ya for your safety. (They don't believe him at first, and then they watch how Devastator is with you and are all almost as astounded as Jazz was when they see it). Now, Jazz makes sure that when you're on distraction duty, you've got him or one of the other officers with you for safety reasons. The Decepticons wouldn't be getting their greedy servos anywhere near you if Jazz had anything to say about it.

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The twins both notice the Decepticons getting into it with you more once you start using your pet names with them. Sideswipes irritated that you're even calling cons better pet names then him- seriously, what was up with that!? But he does think it's funny when you even call Megatron slag like "Sugar" when that mech was as tart as old battery acid and reacted as exactly how you'd expect to the names. Sunstreaker is just glad your attention is on them instead of him so Sunstreaker can enjoy how upset the dumb cons will get over it. Seeing you call Thrust "Muffin" all before smashing his cockpit glass to bits definitely made Sunstreaker feel pretty good. Most of the cons were like pissed off felinoids with how their plating puffed up like it meant anything to you.

Then they're on the battlefield, and they see Starscream land willingly. So, of course, they go find out what he's doing- and they find him getting into it with you. And you're taunting him both verbally and physically, and Sideswipe watches Starscreams wings flare high, and his optics brighten and can hear his engines actually roar. Oh, Starscream was slagging mad mad. And then he watches when Starscream doesn't try to shoot you- but instead tries to grab you and Sideswipe balks and stares harder at the scene. And it just clicks for him. And Sideswipe realizes exactly what Starscream might be trying to grab you for.

Sunstreaker stops when Sideswipe grabs his pauldron and asks why only Sideswipe points at Starscream. Actually points at him with this dumb expression on his faceplate. So Sunstreaker looks and looks- and Sunstreaker abruptly realizes what Sideswipe was pointing out to him when Starscream actually manages to grab your arm. And instead of throwing you or pointing his nullray, Starscream actually yanks you close and presses his own frame right up against yours- with his other arm wrapping around your waist- And in the next klick they're both jumping Starscream in a fit of rage. Sideswipe falls off after Starscream abruptly blasts into the air. While Sunstreaker hangs on till he can rip a chunk of plating off of Starscream. (And only let's go because the chunk he ripped off was where his grip was).

Right after it, the twins are basically circling you on the battlefield on the lookout for Starscream, and they are not kind to him if he tries to get alone with you again. But then they notice how some of the other cons also look at you and they're going after them too. They were not about to let the cons, let alone Starscream try and do that slag to you! Especially not when they were on the battlefield with you!

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Cliffjumper notices you getting a bit more action than usual. Now Cliffjumper doesn't exactly connect the reasons why you suddenly get more popular on the battlefield. Just that you are- so he makes a point to cover your back when he's got the chance. You could handle yourself sure. But if you got out numbered, you'd be in trouble. Didn't matter how good of a fighter you were If the Decepticons managed to surround you, you'd need some backup. So Cliffjumper just makes sure you've got an out when he can and keeps an optic open for your frame out on the battlefield.

So Cliffjumper recognizes you shouting, when Thundercracker uses his outlier ability on you- all before full force slamming into you from the air. Cliffjumpers cursing and rushing over with his blaster brandished since he's pretty sure he's the only one that saw you go down. Cliffjumper raises his blaster as soon as he's sure he'll be able to see you two, and Cliffjumper stops where he is to stare in disbelief at what he was seeing. Thundercracker had you pinned on your back, and he was using his arms and legs to keep you spread out under him. At first, Cliffjumper thinks he's the slagging pervert here. But then Thundercrackers fragging reaching right for your modesty panel with his optics bright. He- he's really doing this to you!? Here!? Now!? In front of Cliffjumper!? Cliffjumper can actually hear Thundercrackers engines growl and Cliffjumpers setting his blaster to automatic, and Cliffjumper shoots him. And Cliffjumper does not stop shooting Thundercracker until he retreats.

The entire base knows exactly how the cons are suddenly acting towards you after this. Because Cliffjumper is ranting and raving about what a horrible interface crazed pervert Thundercracker is when he gets back. This leads to Sideswipe saying how him and Sunstreaker rushed Starscream for doing the same slag. So now everyone knows to look for it, and they can't deny the evidence when it's right in front of them. Cliffjumper is calling the filthy cons every name in his book when he notices one of them looking at you like they do again. Those perverts were gonna keep their damn servos to themselves, or Cliffjumper was gonna blast them right fragging off of 'em!

[revelboo]

I WANT ALL THE HUMANS REACTING TO THEIR TODDLER SIZED AUTOBOTS!! AHHH MY HEART! SO LITTLE BABIESSS😭😭❤️❤️🥹🥹

All the humans pretty much react the same way to small, helpless Autobots.

Mass Displacement Mayhem Scenarios

Prowl

• “Stop laughing.” Snarling the words at you as you double over cackling. Nothing about this is funny. Only about knee high, he glares up at you. And bares his denta when you drop to your knees and drag him by an arm to you. “Don’t you dare.” Struggling when you hook you arms around him and pick him up.

• “Why are you so heavy Prowler-wowler,” you croon as you shift him to a hip like a toddler. “So widdle and cute.” And the furious look on his face promises revenge, but right now? You’re bigger and there’s nothing he can do about it. And it occurs to you that you should be taking advantage of how helpless he is. Seize your chance to escape. Instead of amusing yourself with his impotent fury, because he’s just too adorable tiny. And baby talking him is making him angrier.

• Why are you talking to him like that?! “I swear to Primus I’ll punish you for this later.” Squirming as you bounce him and tap him on the nose with a finger. Telling him that he’s ‘cranky.’ And he’s going to show you cranky when he’s back to normal. “This is undignified!” Wait- are you carrying him out into the hall? Where someone might see?

Bluestreak

• Wincing at the high pitched squeal, he freezes as you drop to your knees and grab him. Smothering him in a hug so he’s pressed against you as you fuss over him. And he’s utterly speechless, too embarrassed to say a word of protest as you cuddle him. “You’re so tiny! Why didn’t you tell me you could be tiny?” He’s never heard your voice pitch that high before and you’re hugging him.

• Chest aching at how adorable little Bluestreak is, you cup his face in your palms. He doesn’t resist, optics wide. He was already so sweet, but this size? Dragging him into your lap, you play with his little door wings and spin a tiny tire, absolutely delighted. Can he still transform like this? Become a teeny little car? Hugging him to you as he makes a tiny noise, sprawled unresisting against you.

Sunny and Sides

• “I don’t need your help.” Speed walking as fast as his shorter legs will allow, Sunny glares over his shoulder at you. And Sideswipe, his twin straddling your hip as you reach for him. Because Sideswipe had actually lifted him arms to be picked up. “Stop!” Hears Sides laughing as you snag him and wrap an arm around him, straightening with a soft grunt at his weight. Dangling, pinned against your body, he growls.

• Jeez, they’re deceptively heavy. Shifting Sides on your hip, you carry the small bots as Sunny complains nonstop and squirms. And Sideswipe grabs onto you. “Watch your hands,” you murmur at him as he stares up at you with big, innocent optics and doesn’t ease up his grip at all. There’s no fussing at that face, he can’t possibly know better. “Look at you, two. Sunny, don’t pout.” How are they so adorable?

Optimus

• “Big guy? Holy shit,” you say, laughing as you kneel and cup his face in your hands. “Holy shit, you’re adorable!” Sitting and dragging him into your lap, you can hardly breathe for laughing. Because he’s so little and still looks so solemn and serious. Like the world’s gravest toddler.

• “Something’s gone wrong. I’m guessing Wheeljack,” he says, faltering when you tip his face up, grinning. And kiss him on the forehead. “Are you okay?” Because you’re still giggling. Arms wrapping around him, he finds his face pressed against your soft body as you squeeze him as tight as you can. Is this size causing aggression in you? Are you attacking?

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[yasashii-leaf]

•Bumblebee has reached an age where he tries to imitate the older merformers

• Windblade she is adorable all humans find her cute, she is in the top 5 merformers consider universally cute among humans

• Sun and Side the twin brothers, twins are rare among Merformers, they also tend to be inseparable

• Drift Ratchet's romantic partner!

[raspberrighost]

Hard to get a moment to yourself on a base that always has something going on.

[tinydefector]

Marine Centre 7 - Merformers AU

Word count: 2k

Warnings: mention of dead animals, eating dead animals, attempting to court/filrt.

Masterlist

Perv

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Big blue had been avoiding them the best he could while at the centre, staying at the bottom of the cove or out in the deep water of the sea so that he wasn't near them. 

 But all the other oceanides began to get very friendly towards them, following them up and down the sea line and around the walkways around the marine centre.  

Angelfish trills, surfacing from the water cooing as he tries to get their attention. "Hi Angelfish, I'll talk later. I'm trying to find Big blue” they hum with a smile as they continue walking towards the cave.    

Cherry shoulder-checks him aside. Calling out himself He waggles his fins as he pushes himself up onto the sand a little, using his hands to drag himself.  “Cherry! No,no you just got out of quarantine, don't you damage your scales again!” They nearly shout while trying to shoo him back into the water. 

As Rodimus makes another persuasive overture, the three Oceanides continue calling and thrilling as if trying to get their attention but they were set on a mission they wanted to find Big blue. They had books that they wanted to read to him, to help him be able to speak a little more or just be able to ask more questions from the food they eat to oceanide ways. 

“What has gotten into you three my God, you're acting like pups” They chuckle only to hear Bee call out. They would know that call anywhere. “Bubba!” The little yellow pup calls out. “Yes hello baby!” They call back. 

 The little pup zooms through the water, spitting out a mangled blend of little melodies and little words. "No! Cuddle, cuddle!" He huffs puffing up as he chases them. “You can cuddles in a little sweetheart.”  

Firefin seems just as persistent to stop them from going to the cave. Beaching himself in their part, blocking them. They let out a sigh realising they weren't going to escape the three adults and pup. “Fine, fine guess I'll sit here then” they huff out and sit down in the sand. 

Bumblebee is quickest to zoom over, trilling excitedly as he uses the waves to wash himself up closer to them as he wiggles and drags himself into their lap. They grab out one of the books of fish holding it out for Babybee to see. The other three almost crowd around to inspect what they have. 

“Fish, Fish” the pup shouts. “Yes bubba, fish, gonna point out them and you nod if you eat them” they coo while pointing to the fish, making a motion to their mouth, doing a head nod and shake to try and make sure the oceanides understood what they were asking.   

 

Cherry jabs at a pufferfish photo, then to Angelfish who shoves him away with a playful hiss. Bumblebee trills happily from his perch, little hands pointing at fish as he peers at them. “Do you like Flathead?” They hum only for the little one to nod vigorously. The other three seem to be playfully fighting between each other over an answer. 

Firefin rumbles thoughtfully. He nods slowly at them, he then points to the lionfish and makes a low snarl at it. “yea i know you don't like the Lionfish, the Sharks seem To once they are dead.” They continue pointing to another one, this time an Eastern Wirrah. “What about this one?” 

At the next indicated fish, Angelfish perks up. Cherry nods eagerly. As they continue to go through the book making doen fish that they liked and didn't, Bumblebee babbles as he points at other fish, crustaceans and shellfish excitedly. 

But it's their heads snapping to the side as Shimmer beaches himself with a kill. “Holy shit, holy shit!” They shout pulling Babybee closer as they watch Shimmer rip into the seal carcass. His head snaps towards them as blood runs down his mouth and chin before he goes back to eating. Shimmer lazily tearing into a seal carcass on the sand. The pup coos excitedly at the gory sight, wiggling out of their arms and quickly splashing his way over.  

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"Hello gorgeous!" Rodimus trills, only for Bluestreak to surf closer to them. "Come swimming with us again please?" He calls out only for Sideswipe to shoulder-check him aside. " Ignore this fin flicker, you can do better. Name's Sides - I'll show you a way better time than any landwalker." He waggles his frills eagerly. 

As Rodimus makes another persuasive overture, Sideswipe cuts in flamboyantly. "Forget these two- I'm the best you'll find in these seas, sweet thing!, come on you have see me at my lowest" 

Rodimus elbows him aside. "The they're not interested in guppy talk."  

Their displays only grow more elaborate as the softone strides unresponsive past, oblivious clicks drowned out by youthful cry of Bumblebee. The little pup zooms over spitting out a mangled blend of songspeak and soft word phrases. 

But Rodimus presses ever closer, blocking their path. “Come on, you had no issues talking with me after Optimus took off” he nearly whines. The softskins let out a sigh realising they weren't going to escape the three adults and pup. So they sit down in the sand. Close to the water so that Bumblebee could move closer. 

The group lets out a noise of success. “finally we can actually spend some time with you!” Sideswipe laughs as he moves closer, watching curiously as they pull out strange looking boxes. But as they open it the oceanides see the images of fish. 

Bumblebee, trilling excitedly as bright illustrations capture his fleeting focus. Sideswipe and Bluestreak crowd close as well, "Ooh, look - it's you, Blue!" Sideswipe jabs, pressing his claw at a  picture of a pufferfish. Bluestreak shoves him away with a snort. "Frag off, your ugly mug is Not!." 

They let Bumblebee curl up in their lap while pointing to a fish. And making a 'to eat' motion before waving their hand in the direction of the three like a question. Before doing a head nod or shake. Sideswipe catches on first, snapping his dentas. "Eat it? Frag yeah we do, looks tasty!" 

Bluestreak elbows him. "Spongebrain, they're asking if WE eat it, not if YOU would." He turns a questioning gaze on the humans. "yes we hunt those" he nods along as they point to different ones. At the next indicated fish, Bluestreak perks up. "Oh, those? Fat suckers are a real treat, their meat just falls off the bone. We'll chase those gutbusters all over the reef given a chance." Sideswipe rumbles while admiring the different fishes.

Sideswipe nods eagerly. Rodimus nods too, he then points to the lionfish and makes a low snarl at it. “Those firefish are nasty, we don't eat them, they make us very sick” he informs only for the softone to make a noise in understanding. 

He points to others, fielding answers. "Groupers are yummy. Lobsters if we're lucky, fast buggers though. Any big fish, deep fish.  barracuda, Mahi Mahi, sunfish, even marlin if it's a big feeding party."

As the softone continues pointing to others as the boys nod or shake their heads over which ones they eat. Bumblebee babbles as he points at other fish excitedly, “yummy, yummy!” He coos which earns a laugh from the others. “ yea pup they are yummy”

The smell of blood has their attention as Sunstreaker drifts onto the sand with a seal that he is ripping into and eating. The metallic scent draws Sideswipe's attention downbeach. "Hey, looks like Streaker's found himself a feast." The others follow his gaze to see Sunstreaker lazily tearing into a seal carcass on the sand. 

Bluestreak clicks his dentas, eyeing the dripping prey. "Not a bad catch, solo this time?"  Rodimus' fins flick approvingly. Sunstreaker licks a lingering gaze to their softone. Bluestreak snaps his dentas jealously. "Showoff, look he's got them interested now!"

"Always got to one-up us, eh Streaker?" Sideswipe whines. "Can't you let the rest of us wow someone for once?" Sunstreaker just huffs, blood dripping from his chin. "Not my fault if you clownfish can't land a catch to save your sorry shells. At least I get results." He flicks gold and silver fins in a taunting display.

Bumblebee swimming over to Sunstreaker. Cooing softly as if to ask if he could try the seal with him. The little pup is very polite as uses his big wide eyes up at him, Sunstreaker had a soft spot for the pup reminding him of his own pup sunstorm bumblebee's plea proves effective, as his big puppy eyes always did. With a smug quirk of his lip, Sunstreaker tears off a choice strip of seal meat for the eager little pup. 

"Here you go, squirt. Maybe you'll finally fill out that scrawny frame with a real meal." He ignores the others' jealousy as Bumblebee trills his thanks around the treat. As he lets the pup have his fill of the seal while he eats. 

Bluestreak scoffs. "Look at that, he's stolen the pup's affections too..." Sideswipe tries to stop the soft one from following Bumblebee down to the seal carcass. "Don't pay them any mind, sweetspark. I'll hunt something for you." He calls out as a promise. 

Bumblebee eagerly devours his seal chunk with Sunstreaker's watchful gaze. When the pups caretaker edges closer, Sideswipe whines pathetically. "Don't do it, you'll only encourage his displays! Gorgeous, come back - I'll prove myself a far truer catch." 

But their noisemaking falls on deaf ears as their human carefully approaches the feeding pair, wary yet curious. Sunstreaker lets them near without hissing, merely flashing bright patterned frills at them in invitation. 

A challenging smirk curls his lip components. "See something you like, landwalker? I'm always up for another hunt if it means claiming a worthy prize." The others can only whine and fawn, outmatched by the golden mech's sheer audacity. 

"What are you doing?" Drift asked, popping his head up to watch the younger Oceanides. Bluestreak huffs. "We're trying to win favour, prove ourselves to the landwalker. But Sunstreaker keeps showing off as usual." 

Sideswipe nods fiercely. "He only does it to make us look bad. If he'd frag off maybe one of us could get a real connection going."

Rodimus vents softly in amusement. "Optimus already tried a fin show, but I doubt Sunstreaker will get them that easily." Sideswipe titters. "Can you blame him? The way they doted on Bee, of course he got all showy!" 

Drift shakes his head in amusement before taking off again. 

"No way, Optimus!," Bluestreak insists. "I mean look, they're still not even reacting to us" 

Sideswipe nods eagerly. "Bet his display freaked them right out, Wonder how far south he hauled his sorry tailfin..."

“I'm telling you Blue, He got so worked up while Ratchet and I were at the caves, fins and frills All flared out as he made a little call to them. And beforehand I was asking him if they were his mates. He said something to them in their words and they got very shy” Rodimus says to him.

"How would you even mate one?" Sunstreaker shoots back at them.

Bluestreak hums curiously. "I don't suppose landwalkers mount the same as we do? No tail, slit or pelvic fins in sight." 

"Frag if I know." Rodimus says defensively. 

Sunstreaker fans his fins and frills at them again, a soft little rumble leaves him as he puts on the show, the softskin looks at him and smiles as they talk and praise Sunstreaker in the language he can't understand, but they do make a whistle noise at him. He smirks triumphantly as the landwalker's praise. Bluestreak scoffs jealousy. "Fragger thinks he owns the surf with this showboating" 

A deep rumble echoes off the waves and it has Bumblebee looking up and calling out to his Sire. Even the softones attention flicks to the large Oceanide as he hangs back in the deeper water. Optimus was still keeping his distance from them after his flare up. 

Sunstreaker falters his display. "Well frag me, Papa Prime's making his presence known out there..." Bumblebee trills excitedly at his sire. “Papa, Papa!” he calls out to him.

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Emptiness Machine

Starscream X Reader (mech pilot AU)

Warnings/TW: blood, weapons, mention of torture, robot gore, human experimentation (shockwave is shockwave), language, and peril. (I’ll add more as I post)

(Author note: Before I get started I wanted to get a few things out of the way. This is my own AU and doesn’t really lend itself to much existing media. Gonna mash a few continuities together. This is in no way a professional writing by any means. I am not running it past a beta or anything so it’s going to be rough. I wanted to write this for myself and share it with y’all! This is my silly nonsense. That being said if I don’t clarify something or if something doesn’t make sense please submit an ask and I will promptly explain! Now without further ado. Here is the anticipated first chapter of Emptiness machine! Thank you all for waiting.)

Read first

Data log entry #857

Date: 003029 Time: 0700

Time since first contact: 2 years, 4 months, 7 days

What began as a national defense strategy became one of the most complex military operations in the history of the world. Project Archangel, founded by Dr. Zinovy Antonov, began under the pretense of creating the world’s first mechanized army. He started his research long before we found out we weren’t alone out here among the stars. With the arrival of the Cybertronian visitors came the fear that humanity was not only vastly outgunned, but also grossly unprepared to deal with any threat from deep space. Dr. Antonov pleaded with the government to allow him near the deactivated body of one of the Cybertronians, who was discovered after a battle had broken out between factions.

He studied their biology and created what he dubbed the perfect exoskeleton. Fueled by chemical X, also known as Energon, and operated by none other than the human soul itself. There weren’t many volunteers to undergo the rigorous training and testing that these pilots had to go through. But with the help of Cybertronian Autobot scientists, Project Archangel was finally given the green light to move forward. Only three pilots made it through the initial testing.

Pilot: Seraphim, Pilot: Uriel, and Pilot: Michael.

With their functioning mecha, these pilots were meant to assist the Autobot Cybertronians in keeping earth from being terraformed by the opposing Cybertronian facton, the Decepticons.

Which brings us to the present. We have had zero contact with the other faction known as the Decepticons until two months ago. The Autobots insisted we keep our distance and only deploy Project Archangel as a last resort. Keeping the humans out of the conflict was essential if they wanted to stay neutral in the eyes of the Decepticons. As far as we know, no Decepticon has ventured down to the planet’s surface from their airship Nemesis to interact with the population. Only sending drones to wreak havoc on areas rich in Chemical X.

However, in recent months, there have been sightings of Decepticon officers and scientists (identified by Autobot command) on the planet’s surface. It was decided that we bring Project Archangel out of the shadows and deploy them on a scouting mission alongside several Autobots. We only hope that we haven’t made a grave mistake.

Chapter 1

You let yourself be pulled through the spiral of light emanating from the ground bridge. Traveling via the alien tech was a feeling that no one could describe. The closest thing to it was like having a magnet in your chest be pulled faster than your brain could register before spitting you back out on the other side. It had taken many practice runs for you to not throw off your stabilizers and stick the landing. Though it still made you dizzy and a bit sick.

After landing behind Bee in a heavily wooded area, you quickly scan the trees for energy signatures. Your scanners were only programmed to detect the Decepticon drones and of course the energy signatures of your comrades. Bumblebee signaled for you to fall in behind him and you promptly obeyed. You could feel the way your heart pounded against your ribcage where your body rested snug inside the metal chest of your mech. Your consciousness flawlessly divided between the two bodies. One living metal, and one flesh. Energon flowed steady through your lines as you tried to calm the slight tremor of your hand that came with the rush of adrenaline.

Ahead you could see the energon mine in the waning light. A clearing with a large metal structure in the center. The two huge metal doors at the entrance had been blown wide open to reveal the tunnel that went deep inside the earth to extract the precious ore. The human sentries, once posted outside, were nowhere to be found. Vehicles were overturned and some still smoldered where they had been hit with plasma bolts. You switch to internal comms so you can communicate with Bee without anyone on the outside hearing.

“Second wave in twenty. Nineteen….”

You slowly count down the seconds until the others arrive so you can rush the structure together. Adjusting your grip on your rifle you study entrance trying to imagine just what awaited you inside. Clearly a monster. Looking to your left you see Bumblebee gripping his null ray, an uncharacteristically stoic look on his face. You had some form of friendship with all the autobots, but you were closest to the little yellow scout. Perhaps it was shared interest or the fact that he seemed more your age. Whatever the case, you had shared so many things with each other over the two ish years that you had been a part of Project Archangel. Only once did you ask him about his home.

He looked saddened at the question and at first you thought he wouldn’t answer you. But he did. You spent the better part of a day listening to how he didn’t know Cybertron before it had been nearly obliterated by the war. It had been a planet filled with culture, music, and arts. No factions to speak of. A united Cybertron. But then came the slow divide of the classes. The divide grew until there were only the obscenely wealthy, and those who had nothing. That’s when, from the pits of Kaon, came the leader of the Decepticon faction.

Megatron.

Bumblebee described him as charismatic and well spoken. Someone bots wanted to rally behind. Many of the Autobots started out as Decepticons in the early days of the war. Taking down the government brick by brick until nothing remained. When it came time to build a new government, Megatron wasn’t satisfied. He wanted all the bots and their families who dared oppress him gone. Obliterated until nothing was left. He ended up doing exactly that. This cost him many followers and eventually after many thousands of years, his home. He didn’t stop. Blaming the Autobots for the lack of energon and destruction on Cybertron.

With a dead world and nowhere to go, the Autobots turned to the libraries in what was left of Iacon. There they found records of worlds seeded with energon by the 13 original Primes. A failsafe in case something were to happen to Cybertron. Optimus Prime lead the remaining Autobots off world to look for a suitable new home. Of course Megatron followed. They tore their way through 11 uninhabited worlds while trying to find one that suited them best. Stripping the worlds of their energon before moving on to the next. Earth was the first seeded world to have intelligent life. Optimus made it his sole mission to keep that intelligent life from having to endure the horrors of the war they brought with them.

It was nearly impossible due to the ever present evil that lurked in the sky. The Nemesis, like a dark cloud, hung overhead when you looked up. What kind of monsters would tear apart their home just to make a point? You were about to find out. A ground bridge portal appeared nearly blinding her as she adjusted her optics to its harsh blue light. Four bots landed and immediately began sprinting towards the entrance. Your peds began to automatically move. The yellow scout close on your heels as the two of you followed your comrades inside. Drones swarmed around you the instant you broke the entrance. Inside you could see Cliffjumper, Sideswipe, Sunstreaker, and one of your brothers in arms Michael. His mech was a heavy class. Not very good at maneuvering but excellent at breaking things. Throwing a drone into a wall with the butt of your rifle, you turn to Bee and chuckle over comms.

“I was expecting more of a fight. This is a fairly average number of drones.”

He didn’t reply right away as he tried to pull a drone off of one of the lambo twins. You couldn’t tell which one because of the sheer number of bodies trying to suffocate the bot. Using your jump jets you propel yourself forward and into the pile sending a good number of the drones flying. They broke easily, not filled with much energon either. It made you wonder just how the Decepticons managed to manufacture so many drones while the Autobots controlled the energon. With the last of the drones dispatched, you look around and regroup with the others. Slowly you start moving further into the mine. Eventually it would open up into a huge cavern. It would be beautiful if not for the dread that had settled over the group like a thick fog. Suddenly your comm crackled to life as Sideswipe replied to your earlier comment in Bumblebee’s stead.

“We’ll get a good fight eventually. These tin cans are just the appetizer for the main course. It’s confirmed, Shockwave is here. I’ve been itching to dig my fist into that lone optic of his.”

He emphasized his excitement by sending his fist into the shoulder of his brother. The golden bot gave him a sour look but didn’t retort like he normally would have. The energy of the Autobots had been stoic ever since it was confirmed that the first Decepticon on scene was Shockwave. You had no idea what to expect. You knew Shockwave was a scientist and known for his cruel and unusual experiments during the war on Cybertron. He created the most horrific weapons used in the Great War, so he must be someone to fear at the very least.

As you make your way down, you begin to hear a long drawn out noise. Almost like a squeaky door hinge but amplified, bouncing off the walls of the mine shaft. Then there was the screaming. You had wondered what happened to the sentries who were stationed outside. Now you knew. A deep voice rumbled from up ahead. It was cold, unfeeling, and filled you with dread.

“Test 8 unsuccessful. Most illogical. Send another.”

There was that horrible sound like metal rending and then another shriek cut short. Before a sigh of resignation came from nearby. It wasn’t Shockwave who made the noise of dissatisfaction. Another Decepticon. Your heart pounded as you look over at your fellow bots to see if they heard the same thing you did. If their wide optics were any indication, they had. Two Decepticons. Not just one. You listened closely as the other bot seemed to pace back and forth in front of the opening to the cavern. You and your companions were split on either side of the entrance, listening but not yet entering the space.

The other Decepticon doesn’t speak and suddenly he goes eerily silent. It made your hair stand on end and you almost felt like you were being watched. Could Decepticons see through reinforced steel? You shook your helm at the thought. No way. But after a heartbeat he said something that had your heart in your throat.

“Shockwave wrap it up. We aren’t alone.”

Cliffjumper growled into his comm in recognition of the voice.

“Spinster. He’s going to be trouble.”

[prowlspaparazzi]

NSFW, size k!nk, fem human, no-named mech bc i'm a slut for too many of em but i had certain autobots in mind | minors dni

Imagine u and ur fav mech fucking for the first time, they're trying so hard to go slow but struggling because of how good your walls feels, squeezing and stretching all around him. He's trying to make sure you're not hurt while you're whining for more. He wants so badly to give in and give you instant gratification but he's putting your comfort above all else, his huge spike being swallowed by your body.

He can hardly find the strength to pull himself out to push back in. So his thrusts become a little quick, pushing in deep and slow, pulling out quick so he can feel more of you. He runs a cool metallic servo up your back, making you shiver from the contact. His voice calls out to you, with that small digital tone in it, "You doing okay?"

You nod, small tears of pleasure in your eyes. This was finally it. No more barely adequate thighfucking. You called out his designation, and added, "please keep going..." In a quiet yet frantic tone. It took all this mech's strength not to use you like a fleshlight then and there. He kissed your hand, dwarfed in size by his, to satiate the urge to use you. He knows you'd like to be used, but he likes having you safe and out of medbay. His hips are careful, but they find a rhythm. He holds your hip in one hand and the other clenching the corner of the berth underneath.

Being inside a human felt like pure heaven. Your juices coating his spike to take more of him in. He pushed deeper, and let out a soft grunt of satisfaction. He leaned back, looking at your nude body laying on his berth. This was unprecedented. Completely new territory between human and autobot. But it was already so addicting. His digits squeezed at your thigh, and felt the skin squish and slightly twitch in his grasp. He couldn't hold back the small smile forming on his face.

You whined, bringing him back out of thoughts, and reached your hands out to him. He knew you wanted him over you again. You enjoyed the feeling of being safe underneath him. And he enjoyed he made you feel safe. His hips find a steady rhythm fucking you, and he listens to your breathy noises underneath him. Neither of you had climaxed yet, but he knew he was gonna want to do this again soon.

[hoiststowline]

Glad you could get out of work early !! It’s always the best feeling ! know that if you Do write a sideswipe x reader I’ll be all over it; Your writing is genuinely wonderful and I love to see updates on your blog (both of imagines/hcs/etc, and of your day to day)

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[a/n: yess it is such a good feeling!! i am so happy to not be there so late! & thank you so much lovely!! 🫶 i appreciate you, you're the best! have a great weekend!!]

the time that elapsed between the sent text message and the sound of someone stumbling down the hallway wasn't very long, your study now trained on the door before it dramatically slides over. how he had escaped whatever he was doing previously in record time deserved a round of applause, so with a soft laugh, you extend the gesture.

sideswipe bulldozes his way into the room with little deftness, entire face alight with one of his familiar smiles prevalent. hastily, he enters the space, gaze trained on you except to spare a glance over his shoulder that the door had actually closed over at his unsteady actions.

"I thought you had work all night," he teases, wasting no time in crossing the room to join you atop his berth, now bathed in his massive shadow. "Hi. 'M so happy to see you."

it was approaching two weeks since you both had seen each other, tugged apart by responsibilities and misaligned sleep schedules. mostly the latter courtesy of yourself, but whenever he had a moment to escape for a small window of time, you were already sound asleep. it was always a devastating feeling to find his pleads over message to see you at four in the morning.

"I'm so happy to see you too! And, I did, originally." you hum, unable to stop the smile that now lay permanently across your lips. "I got called off. I thought maybe we could start our reunion a little early?"

the initial plan from the get-go was to meet up tomorrow to spend the entire day together, per sideswipe's insistence on the subject. however, after an unexpected night off, it only made sense to reconnect earlier than anticipated. you had only to hope that he wasn't too busy currently, or else your revelation would be inefficacious.

yet, he wastes no time, throwing a leg over your form atop the berth before gathering you into his arms. sideswipe was always gentle, but often unrelenting to get what he wants. be that as he may, all he wants in this very instant is to be as close to you as remotely possible, pulled to you like a strong magnet.

at your squeak of surprise, he can't help the rumble of laughter that travels up from this throat, mumbling into your front.

"I missed you." emphasizing the middle word, sideswipe can't contain his excitement at your improvised arrival.

it's not anomalous to observe this behavior from him, trying to stifle your laughs at the ticklish sensation of the trail of kisses he drags up your sternum. somewhat awkward, his nose bumping your shoulder as sideswipe struggles to find a satisfactory position due to the size difference.

"I missed you too," you hum, just above a whisper as if subconsciously fearful to ruin a perfect moment.

as if he wasn't close enough, he leaves one more sloppy kiss on your neck before carefully setting you back on the berth. you hardly blink before he's on his stomach, yourself now caged by his arms as they wind around your back. one of his digits runs up the length of your spine, causing a short shudder to break free.

here, he slowly tugs you closer, looming overhead. "What, you couldn't wait until tomorrow?"

when you tilt your head backwards and laugh, sideswipe visibly melts until all that remains is a placid smile. he's staring with utmost love, dipping closer until you lean back against his hands.

"Perhaps," you jest, looking up at him with blatant adoration. "Seems like you couldn't."

he mulls the joke over, so fulfilled he can hardly carry on with the banter. "Sure. I did think about staking out your job once or twice, 'M not gonna lie."

he collapses in full against the metal slab, cheek smushed up against his left arm, reduced to do nothing other than take in your small form in its entirety. still, his finger draws lazy circles on your back, over the cotton sweatshirt, entranced by the warmth you give off even under a layer or two of clothes.

"You say that as if you've never done that before," leaning forward, you land a kiss on each of his cheeks before he steals one off the top of your head.

"Staking out and hanging out are two different things." sideswipe insists, all in good fun. "I just...missed you. A lot. I just figured out how to go one day without seeing you, how was I ever supposed to survive two weeks?"

"We'll manage," you offer, fingers splaying underneath his chin, beveling your head to the side to match his pose. "It wasn't easy, but it'll be alright."

"Yeah, but how do you know that?" sideswipe mumbles, trying to divert his focus from your lingering touch to the guise upon your face. there's something mixed with the serenity, especially a cause for concern when he can't resolve what it is.

he surveys how your jaw dips twice in anticipation to console, the third time the truth comes out.

"I don't." you put forward. "But we made it through this, yeah? I think we can handle it."

"Maybe you." he answers. "I'll still complain about it."

to his delight, you roll your eyes comically. "That's okay, it's to be expected."

you erupt in a fit of giggles as he finally pounces, tickling your sides with a single digit, stealing kisses off your rosy cheeks every now and then until he finally concedes. there was much to discuss, sideswipe typically looking forward to your humorous work stories, and blatantly curious how your days had been. you had started to ask him how his mission went, voice dipping into a hushed tone as his optics shuttered.

he happily answered all your questions, his lips moving against your knee, now entranced by your laugh and hums of acknowledgment. yet somehow, he found himself resting his chin in your lap as he fought the urge to doze off, absolutely enamored by your comforting presence.

[jweekgoji]

yan!TFRID2015 small hcs. (bot!reader)

Overprotective yandere.

Like, Bumblebee is already so overprotective over his team because they're all so inexperienced and young compared to him it's natural for him to do the same towards you. Except you will be treated with more caution, like 10 times more than Sideswipe or Grimlock for example. He's selfless and tends to throw himself in front of you if the decepticon is a little too close to landing a hit on you. 🐝 often gets hurt because of it but maybe if you spend a little time with him, treating the injuries, he is happy to do that again.

Manipulative yandere.

I see Sideswipe as someone who will try to impress you all the time. He always tries to look cool or strong around bots who he sees as a role model, like Jazz or Windblade. He's not manipulative in a bad-bad way, but more in a childish way. Expect him to be more risky on your missions together because his optics will be all on you. If you look away from him, he will try to do everything to make you notice him again. Sideswipe is not the one who often follows what other bots say, but if it's you asking or ordering something — he's listening. It's funny how he acts like some bad boy most of the time, showing off and stuff, but surprisingly gets cooperative once he sees you. He just knows how to get what he wants.

Clingy yandere.

Grimlock probably can't take being apart from you. I mean, most of the bots would rather spend time with you whenever they can but this dinobot would beg Bumblebee to put him on the same mission with you no matter what your job is. He can't go with you because you will be busy finding a decepticon in the city? Don't worry, he already mastered how to disguise himself! He will try to say that because he's a muscle of the team and extra muscle is never enough if you deal with decepticons. Grimlock would be more whiney and impatient when he's not around you, making other bots so annoyed because they have to listen to him talking about you for hours! As soon as you come back be ready to get crushed by his dino hugs.

Obsessive yandere.

Strongarm sees you as someone who inspires her and she learns everything from you. If you're more experienced bot than her, she will ask you millions of questions, watching you in battle and analysing your moves. Just like Sideswipe she sees you as a role model but unlike him, Strongarm will be more calm and polite about it. If you're the same newbie as her, she will be glad to train with you and learn more how you can improve your teamwork together. Strongarm thinks you're perfect no matter what flaws you might have, if someone tries to tell her otherwise she gets easily agitated to protect your honor!

[smallestapplin]

Hi, if you have some free time and energy for this, could you please make a headcanon on yandere Blurr, Bumblebee, Jettwins, Sideswipe&Sunstreaker and Jazz with human!reader. At your discretion, you can choose any of them.

I send you smooches. I went with Jazz, Sunstreaker&Sideswipe, and bumblebee ^^

Authors note after I finished writing this ; I just saw you put Jettwins in here and I so could’ve not I’m blind as fuck apparently, I love them your honor.

Warnings : unhealthy behavior, stalking, manipulation, aggression, implied murder.

Minors do not interact! Adults only please.

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Jazz

- Jazz is nothing short of calculating. He’s so friendly and charming it’s easy to overlook a lot. He’s always so much fun to hang out with, taking drives, blast music, you get to show him all your favorite secret spots, and listen to him tell you stories from Cybertron. He’s so easy to bond with, you don’t realize what’s happening.

- You don’t notice it at first, why would you when Jazz keeps your attention on him, always greeting you with a ‘there’s my sweetspark!’ And ready to take you out, just you and him. You don’t notice your other friends leaving one by one until all you have is Jazz, exactly what he wanted.

- Oh how happy he is when you come to him in search of comfort, how thrilled he is knowing he’s all you have left. Humans are similar to cybertronians this way, needing companionship and clinging to it when they have previously been denied.

- He’s so attentive and sweet, affectionate and protective, you swear you couldn’t get any luckier.

- So why is Prowl, a bot who’s been more or less rude to you, suddenly so worried about your safety? Why is Optimus trying to seperate you and jazz so often, by sending him on missions more? It doesn’t make sense to you, Jazz is their friend surely they know they can trust him, right?

- It’s not lost on Jazz what his friends and co-workers are doing, he knows good and well, but making a fuss will only confirm their suspicions. So what he made a few cons disappear, so what he knocked out Hound for getting too close, it was all for you!

- Jazz slowly isolates you, he’s all you need, he’s all you could ever want, and his smile is dangerous when he realizes how well it’s working, how he’s turning you against the other bots just for you to cling to him more.

- There is not need to force you against your will, when you come to him willingly and arms open for him. His engines purrs everytime your sweet voice calls his name. You don’t need to know how much energon is on his servos, all in the name of protecting you, and keeping you at his side.

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Sunstreaker&Sideswipe

- it’s a miracle you count their attention in the first place with their clear wariness and distain for humans, but with time, space, and some kindness on your part you have them hook line and sinker. It’s often clear as day too, they two aren’t very subtle about their affection or protectiveness, so much so it causes problems for the autobots as the brothers fight anyone who isn’t the other for getting close to you.

- You can’t sneak away from them either, one of them is always around you and if the rare chance they are both gone, you may try and you may even get a few hours of peace, but these speedsters do not waste a moment to find you. Their engine loud from how fast they are going. You can’t leave them so easily.

- Sideswipe is more affectionate with you, often carrying you around on his shoulder, spark chamber, or in his servo. Giving you very gently head bonks, and always trying to pet you. Being gentle is hard but he does it for you. He keeps you close like this so no one can get to you, or talk to you without talking to him first.

- Sunstreaker is much more stand offish, he likes being in the same room as you, cleaning you, and taking you on drives, or making you watch him race and do crazy stunts. He’s pretty, he knows it, he wants you to find him pretty too, so why do you keep looking at him so nervously?

- Both are extremely possesive with you, you’re not allowed any bot to talk to don’t even look at another it gets them heated. Both are unstable, neither aware of what they are doing is wrong, they convinced themselves they are in the right, that this is all for you, they love you, you are their little darling, so why do you try and leave? Are they not enough for you, do you need more? What do those others bots have that they don’t?

- You never ask where that energon on their face or servos came from, at this point you’re too scared to ask. Maybe if you play along for a while you can find a way out.

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Bumblebee

- Bumblebee is fine at first, hes a sweetheart to you! So much fun to hang out with, always something to do, even being bored with him is fun cause it’s with him! And he loves it too, who knew humanity had so much more too offer, then just this little section of the world? And he’s experiencing it all with you, which makes his spark soar. Oh yes, his love for you starts off so pure, so adoring, so attentive.

- He doesn’t know when it started, but slowly his mind fills with darker thoughts, his self esteem plummeting everytime you hand out with someone else, his spark breaking everytime you leave him to return home. When he sees you talking with another, he’s scared as all he can think about to offlining them, he doesn’t want to! He trusts you, he loves you, but these thoughts won’t go away, only getting worse and worse.

- He cries, apologizing cause he just loves you so much! He couldn’t help it, he couldn’t stop himself from moving, from locking you away from everyone else. Bee never wanted to hurt you, he adores you so so much, he just wants to protect you! So why do you fear him? Why do you move away from him when you use to rush over to hug and kiss him? Is he not strong enough for you? Is he too weak? He’s not like the other bots sure, but he can still protect you he swears!

- Out of every bot here, Bee is probably the easiest to escape from. Your affection and cooperation makes his spark swell and helm spin, trusting you so easily, only to awake from stasis and see you’re gone.

- Make this escape count, you won’t get another chance if he catches you. With tears in his optics begging why you betrayed him. It’s okay, once he calms down he won’t blame you, you just don’t know any better, that’s it! He can teach you it’s okay. He will always love you, nothing can change that.

[quackfallbackhq]

Transformers Autobots Characters Reacting To They're S/o Thinking Of Having Their Sparkling's (NSFW DRABBLES?)

(semi) SMUT - you been warned

The characters are written down below are,, Optimus Prime, Bumblebee, Ratchet, Jazz, Ironhide, Sideswipe, Crosshairs, Drift, Hound and Hotrod.

Optimus Prime

Optimus stills—his entire frame locked as your whispered words register.

You thought about having sparkings anyway.

His spark flares, heat thrumming through his frame as his servos instinctively tighten on your hips. His optics dim, processor struggling to keep up with the sheer weight of what you just confessed.

“You… thought about carrying mine?” His voice is low, rough—there’s something primal lurking beneath the usual control.

And then he groans, optics flickering as he pulls you closer, his frame still deeply connected to yours.

“… Then let’s make it happen.”

Bumblebee

Bee’s entire frame shutters, vents stuttering as he tries to process what you just said.

"You… you thought about it?"

His servos tremble against your thighs, his engine revving instinctively. You feel the way his spark pulses against yours, how his field tightens around you.

His optics flash, helm pressing into your shoulder as he grinds into you just a little more—still sensitive but reacting to the idea.

“Primus, you can’t just say that,” he murmurs, nuzzling into your neck, voice thick with something deep, something needy. “Now I can’t stop thinking about it.”

Ratchet

Ratchet’s processor blue screens.

Like—this wasn’t a conversation he expected to have while still buried inside you.

His optics flicker, his servo gripping your waist as his vents struggle to cycle properly.

“… You want that?” His voice is rough, almost hoarse.

You nod, hips shifting just slightly against him, and he growls—low, deep, his spark flaring as the implications of what you’re saying hit hard.

“… Then we might need to test your frame’s compatibility,” he mutters, lips grazing your jaw. “Thoroughly.”

Jazz

Jazz whimpers.

Like, actually whimpers.

His processor is fried, his entire frame shuddering as your words settle into his very spark.

“Oh, frag—”

He buries his face against your chest, field wrapping around yours in a desperate, needy embrace.

"You can't just say that, babe,” he pants, his servos gripping your hips, optics blazing.

But then—he grins, lazy and sultry, his hips rolling just slightly to emphasize he’s still deep inside you.

“… Guess we better keep trying ‘til we know for sure, huh?”

Ironhide

Ironhide’s engine rumbles.

Your words sink in slowly—his processor taking an extra second to fully grasp what you just admitted.

And then?

His grip tightens.

"You thought about it, huh?" His voice is low, deep, filled with something possessive.

His optics flash, his entire field surging around you as he pulls you closer, his plating still pressed flush against yours.

“… Then maybe it’s time we stop thinking and make it real.”

Sideswipe

“Oh, frag, you mean that?”

Sideswipe’s vents shudder, his entire frame twitching from overstimulation, but frag if he doesn’t immediately react to what you just whispered.

You feel his engine rev, his servo gripping your thigh as his processor struggles to keep up.

"Primus, you can’t just drop that on me right after—"

His optics flicker, something hungry brewing in his expression.

“… You sure? ‘Cause I really wouldn’t mind putting in some more… effort.”

Crosshairs

Crosshairs chokes.

Like, full-on chokes. His vents glitch, his entire frame going rigid as his processor shuts down for a solid three seconds.

Then—his optics flick to yours. Wide.

“Wait, wait—you what?”

You smirk, shifting just slightly around him, and he groans, helm dropping back as his servos tighten around you.

"Primus, you can't just say stuff like that—" He pauses, optics flickering with something darker.

"... But if you're serious, sweetheart? Then frag, we better get to work."

Drift

Drift stills.

His optics are dark, his vents slow and measured—but his field? It flares so intensely around you that you feel the weight of his emotions immediately.

“… You would carry mine?”

His servo drifts to your abdomen, his plating still intimately pressed against yours as his spark pulses hard.

The reverence in his gaze, the way his lips part slightly as he drinks in your words—it’s overwhelming.

“… Then let us not waste time, my love.”

Hound

Hound groans—deep, rough, his entire frame thrumming beneath you.

"You thought about it?" His voice is gravelly, optics flickering as his servos tighten on your waist.

Then, suddenly, his lips are on you again—claiming, desperate, his spark pulsing violently against yours.

“… Then we better make damn sure it happens.”

And with the way he rolls his hips? Oh, he’s not stopping anytime soon.

HotRod

Hot Rod whimpers.

Like, actually whimpers. His vents are shaky, his optics wide as your words fully register.

“… Wait. You mean that?”

His field flares, his servos locking around your waist as his processor overheats.

You nod—smug, teasing—and he groans, his engine revving uncontrollably.

"Oh, frag, babe—you know I’m gonna make sure it happens now, right?”

And with the way his hips instinctively buck into yours again? Yeah, you knew exactly what you were doing.

notes - you can read this as different transformers shows or comics you wish, I personally imagine these of Bayverse autobots x cybertronian reader, there's still more I want to write down but let me know if you want more of different things!

[rabotimagines]

Okay, this is my first request.

You can look at the reaction of the Autobots and Decepticons to the battle between the Reader and their sworn enemy. I'll explain now: once upon a time, this bot did something very unforgivable to the Reader, and when the Reader met them again, they stopped being playful and became more serious and with a face that expresses quiet rage and fierce hatred.

Sure, playful flirty reader deserves to go a little apeshit as a treat 😌 went with Autobot reader for both since you didn't specify.

"Hellbent" GN BOT Reader + Sideswipe, Thundercracker, Megatron, Ironhide,

Summary: They're used to you being playful even on the battlefield, so when a neutral bot you seem to recognize stops by earth. They're caught completely off guard by your sudden personality shift when they enter the battlefield.

G1 characters: Sideswipe, Thundercracker, Megatron, Ironhide

Genre/Theme: Platonic for the most part, but Thundercracker realizes he thinks it's hot

Warnings: Violence, Reader locking the fuck in and trying to kill some un named neutral they've got on the top of their slag list.

Pronouns: You, Your, Yours

Notes: Autobot reader, Reader attacks both physically and with their blaster. It's vague on the physical strikes so you can imagine brawling or whatever weapon you'd like really.

He sees seeker wings on the ground and Sideswipes burning rubber to not miss the opportunity to make himself a problem. He ends up slamming right into Thundercracker in his alt mode- transforming mid fall. To not waste even a klick in getting his servos on the other. Seekers were tough in a physical fight- and you either needed a lot to tango with one or a good starting shot in a physical grapple. Sideswipes opening shot was frankly perfect, so the fact Thundercracker still manages to get a harsh hold of his arm is a bit embarrassing-! Thundercrackers not even paying full attention to him-!

Blaster fire just barely singed the back of Sideswipes neck, and he jerks at the sharp heated edge of pain. Thundercracker uses the opportunity to throw Sideswipe off of him. Sideswipe scrambles to recover and stops when he catches your frame, slamming into another. Sideswipe watches stunned as you move to strike that neutral that had been mucking around the fight. Your hit barely misses them- the plating you nicked on them spitting a spark or two from the force of the near blow.

You don't let them recover- another strike, another blast, another attempt to take them down. You weren't giving them half a pede to get themselves back together. You were practically chasing them with the little distance of your sudden heated back and forth! Well, more you obviously trying to take them out and them blocking and dodging as fast as they can. Sideswipes stuck watching you utterly tear into the neutral- and he doesn't know what the frag to think!

Sideswipes seen you fight tons of times- frag! He's fought you loads of times! You were never like- like this! Sure, you were a good fighter, but you were- down right vicious with this neutral! No playing, no questing, no games. Full all sides assault and tearing into them anyway you can. Sideswipe manages to catch a glimpse of the look in your optics- and he just knows he's about to see you grey them out.

The neutral is lucky, though, but definitely not lucky enough to test you, and they run for it. Sideswipe almost wants to taunt them and tell them "yeah, they better run! You'd make 'em regret it-" but then you follow after them! Dodging and not even bothering with the other Cons you pass by-! Sideswipe sees Ironhide almost follow you, but Ironhide just curses and dives back into the fight. Maybe Ironhide can't afford to abandon the fight, but Sideswipe could be your back up for that neutral!

Sideswipe barely makes it a few quick pedes, and before he can transform- And his frame seizes and locks up. He hits the ground, and the buzzing numb hum combined with his systems going non responsive tells him a null ray hit him right in the back. Sideswipes dragging his twitching frame back up when he hears Skywarp curse and the loud crunch of metal on metal. Then Thundercracker telling Skywarp to get it together. When the fight finally ends Sideswipe ends up seeing Ironhide rushing off late in the direction you'd went off in. Sunstreaker is next to him and Sideswipe just gives him his own look before asking if he saw you act like- that. Sideswipe didn't even know you could get that mad-!

Honestly, Sideswipe can't even let himself want to think about fighting you like that. Especially when he could only imagine what the neutral had done to have you act like... that on the battlefield. (But maybe they'd see more of you like that when they speed up to catch up to Ironhide.)

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Thundercracker ends up suddenly grounded when he has to avoid slamming into Skywarp, who had Sunstreaker tearing off bits of his plating. Skywarp still clipped his side even though they avoided a direct collision. Thundercracker barely has time to make sure the damage isn't anything he should worry about before he's hit by a fragging car! Not just any car- it's the other sparkdamn jet judo twin-!

Thundercracker grits his denta and makes sure not to panic preemptively- Those two took advantage of it to get a better hold of them! Not this time! Thundercracker stops their tumbling and latches onto one of Sideswipes' gauntlets, trying to fight for control back-! And then the sound of a blasters safety clicking off makes Thundercrackers' optics snap left. That sparkdamn neutral was a few pedes away, and they had their blaster aimed right at the both of them-!

Another bot clips them with a strike and the neutrals shot clips Sideswipe. Thundercracker doesn't waste the opportunity to throw his opponent off of him and get his pedes back under himself. He's fully ready to raise his null rays at his opponent when he recognizes the paint of the bot currently battling the neutral. But it's less battling- more like a near one sided crusade- From you. Thundercracker can't help gawking at the state of you. Your jaw set tight, a scowl on your face, and your optics- the utter contempt in them was something that he didn't know what to think of. You're pushing the neutral back with strikes hard enough sparks fly when one of them grazes their armor.

You un subspace your blaster so quickly Thundercracker almost didn't realize what happened before you pull the trigger and blast the neutral right through the pauldron. Energon spills and your optics sharpen somehow further at the sight. ...And Thundercracker knew he had his problems about having the occasional inappropriate thought of you- and seeing you like this in a fight... definitely wasn't going to help Thundercracker with those wandering thoughts. (War frame coding-!)

Thundercracker has to block a stray blaster shot that comes his way and then the neutral retreats. Thundercracker expects you to turn towards your ally- But no, you give chase. Thundercracker had assumed it was the protectiveness of your personality that jumped forward here. Instead, he watches you run after your opponent like neither him nor Thundercracker mattered.

Sideswipe shouting in pain and dropping makes Thundercracker snap towards Skywarp, who was standing nearby with a smoking nullray. Only for Thundercracker to watch him get run into by a yellow Lamborghini. Skywarp curses and hits the ground hard, and Sunstreaker doesn't hesitate to latch back onto him. Thundercracker then has to save Skywarp from losing more plating- and the battle just continues. All until Megatron calls for retreat anyway.

Thundercracker finds himself lingering in the sky in root mode- staring in the direction you'd disappeared in, chasing your opponent. He's wondering if he'd ever see you like that again when you were across him on a battlefield.

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Megatron's optics find your frame while he's ranking a quick glance over the field, only he stops to stare when he comprehends it. You aren't smiling- but even more significant than that, you're visibly irate. A scowl curled at your jaw with denta gritted tense, eyes heated into a sharp glare. And your optics were locked directly onto that sparkdamn neutral that had landed on earth, not even a cycle ago. Curious- Megatron doesn't have the time to dissect the very interesting development of your turning mood.

Because when the blasted neutral turns their own blaster on Thundercracker and the Autobot he's in gauged with- you practically lunged. You're in between the neutral and both his mech and your own so quick that you draw attention from anyone around the scene. So, of course, you have multiple optics on you when you pull your own weapon and try to strike the neutral so hard the attack clipping them makes them stumble.

Your hits and attacks are relentless, and you don't let up after just one. Yes, you were dangerous on the battlefield, it was how you'd survived this long in the first place. But the swipes and the intent behind your strikes were so obvious... it would be foolish for Megatron to acknowledge it as anything less than the intent to slaughter. Your attacks are not for winning but to utterly eviscerate the one standing in opposition to you on the battlefield.

Megatrons.... faced by the fact he's never managed to bring out this side of you in your many, many battles. Where you- never taking any of your previous battles seriously?! Yes, to a degree, Megatron had known that. Your flirtatious names, your playful smiles, and your sparkdamn infuriating perverse em field-! But to be faced directly by the fact you'd played with him to just such a degree-?

That you somehow didn't believe he, Megatron, leader of the Decepticons, needed to be handled with the same severity as one un named neutral?! It's laughable and near incomprehensible. But the ferocity of the attacks you continue to engage the neutral with, says otherwise. Megatrons own interest in your heightened state makes focusing on his fight with prime nearly impossible- (after the fact Megatrons now assuming the only reason prime hadn't knocked him flat instantly was because Prime was also just as distracted.)

The neutral flees with you hot on their trail, and Megatron pulls back after a few now focused blows shared with prime. Megatron then calls for a retreat, his attention still stolen by you even when you were long gone off the field. His gaze lingers in the direction you'd taken off in pursuit of your prey.

Perhaps Megatron can use your obvious loathing for this mech to his advantage. After all, you'd be more than well inclined to him if Megatron managed to bring you this neutral's grayed out frame as a... show of goodwill.

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Your em field up and pulling back like he was a scraplet catches Ironhides attention almost instantly. The overly friendly touch had gone utterly mute. He glances at you quickly, only to double take when he catches the expression on your face. You were mad- no, not just mad- ya were proper fragging furious. Jaw tight, derma frowned, optics narrowed- your plating was clamped down. Your em field bleeding a worrying amount of heat told him you were rightfully slagged off.

Ironhide knew you'd mellowed out significantly to the point genuine rage wasn't exactly somethin' you'd be puttin' out now a days. Even when you did get mad, you'd usually either have a neutral look or sometimes smile a sharper way. Ironhide follows your gaze and finds that neutral that was stalking around the edges of the battlefield. And Ironhide watches them pull their blaster and aim it right at Sideswipe, who's busy tangling with Thundercracker on the ground-!

Ironhide grits his jaw, and he can't shout or start running when the dirt kicks up next to him. And before Ironhide realizes it, you're crossing the distance on the battlefield in nanoklicks. And you're heading right for that neutral-! With a curse, Ironhide rushes after you as backup. The neutral snaps their helm your way as you barrel right for them and barely manages to dodge the hit you take at them. And you just focus all your attention on them-!

Ironhide catches up and stops to take some cover when a stray shot nearly hits him. Ironhides brandishing his own blaster as he's watching ya rip into this neutral with the type of aggression that reminds him of sharkticon in a swarm. Not letting up for a moment to even miss the opportunity to take yet another strike at their frame. You're after them with an insatiable mission to take them down, and you weren't going to stop for nothing.

The neutral books it- And with how ferocious you were in the fight with them Ironhide can't exactly blame 'em. But he is baffled when you don't stay when they go- No! You do exactly what a sharticon on the hunt would do, and you chase after them without a nanoklick to waste. Abandoning your position in the fight against the cons-! Ironhides attention turns back towards the very much still active battle with the Decepticons, and he grits his denta and curses the air blue.

He pivots from where he was considering following you and turns back to the battle here. Ironhide couldn't just abandon his post when Optimus and the rest of them were fighting for their lives! After a few klicks that end up feeling like vorns, Ironhide ends up slamming the side of his blaster into Dirges helm- and Megatron calls for retreat. As soon as the cons start taking off Ironhide transforms and drives off after you in the direction you'd gone off in.

Ironhide wasn't sure what they'd done to ya to get that type of reaction outta ya! But Ironhide was sure he wasn't about to leave you alone to do something stupid!

[revelboo]

Could we get various IDW characters with their human in a senario where they're watching a firework show? I'm really craving fluff so sweet it rottening my teeth rn.

Sure! Got the Roddy pin!

Celebration

IDW/G1 Bots

• “It’s criminal to not have any beer or a grill.” You hear someone whining as you bend to spread out your blanket on the ground. And you glance at where Wheeljack, Inferno, Red Alert, and Perceptor are working to set up the homemade fireworks a hopefully safe distance from where everyone’s getting comfortable to watch the show. And you love Wheeljack, but when he’d said he and Perceptor had been asked to make fireworks, you’d been worried. Still are as you see the shadowy shape of Waspinator’s person trying to coax him into lying down and your skin prickles as the bot flops down in his giant wasp form.

• “Think he’s going to blow himself up?” Sideswipe asks, stretching out on the blanket beside you and shifting so his upper body is caging you. ‘Sides!’ You whisper, sounding delighted and scandalized even as Sunny shoots him a warning look, because even if the little humans can’t see well in the dark, everyone else can. Venting he hooks an arm around you and rolls so you’re sprawled on top of him. “Think anyone wants to place bets?” And Sunny rolls his optics with a growl before stretching out beside him.

• “What exactly are we celebrating?” Hound asks, watching the humans chattering excitedly around him while the other mass displaced mechs laugh and talk. ‘No more shitty, minimum wage job?’ You suggest with a shrug. ‘New beginnings?’ You add with a shy smile that leaves him warm. And laugh when someone almost trips over you, Bumblbee’s optics bright as he catches his human and apologizes for them.

• “Not stripping for cash!” You toss out there with a laugh overhearing the conversation from the next blanket over. And you hear what you’re pretty sure is Red Alert’s person yell an ‘amen’ as Optimus just vents with a small smile at you. ‘Hey, you still okay with teaching pole dancing?’ Someone asks and it’s hard to tell who it is in the growing dark. “Sure, hun,” you say with a shrug, grabbing Optimus’s chassis to pull yourself into his lap. More than happy to teach all your skills to the rest of the Ark’s human population.

• Relaxing as the humans call out what they’re celebrating, Trailbreaker glances at you as you toss back a bottle of water. Unable to see out here as well as they can, so hopefully unaware that he’s staring at you, though his visor glowing is probably giving him away. “Second chances,” he calls out softly. But he’s heard and you smile up at him, leaning into his frame. Hears other bots calling out their own answers, emboldened that they’re allowed to voice their desires. Goals and hopes.

• “A future.” Head lifting to look up at the shadowy form of your mate, you smile and duck your head. Because sooner or later it’s going to come out anyway. It might as well be tonight. Letting him pull you into his lap, you startle when the first firework screams into the air and you hear Waspinator hissing, wings buzzing as his person tries to calm him. Watching the glittering, colorful lights in the sky, you feel your mate interlace his servos with your fingers and you lean back into him. Hear a second rocket launch as you cup your hands over your mouth. “I’m sparked!” You yell in the silence right before the firework explodes.

[crying-fantasies]

Spark play

Masterlist

Featuring G1! Sideswipe and Sunstreaker, smut/fluff/humor, CW: sensual thoughts, heavy make-out, the twins being a menace (what's new?), Sunny vowing to kill his brother (what's new??), jealousy, almost oral (giving and receiving), spark electricity, a little of bit of foot (how else are we supposed to touch them while being so little?)

Sunstreaker, upon learning the primitive concepts of human courting, among all the options available that made him gag or feel irritated, if not both, seemed to be partial to the concepts of long-term relationships and exclusivity of a couple.

Well, there is exclusivity between you, him, and Sides. His brother's preferences weren't entirely known to him, and boundaries and limits may be few between spark-split brothers. Nevertheless, the last thing Sunstreaker wants to know from his brother is what he does in the berth with a partner he doesn't like, just to feel everything at the other end of the bond at the end of the cycle.

It's the headache of having a twin, and having that very same moron forget he has a twin before banging.

It started with a little flash between the cycles of his optics, just a fleeting moment, a glimpse of the left side of your face, reading something before he is taken back to the detailing suit, Sunstreaker puts his datapad down, venting with both light irritation and amusement, knowing full well he won't get any real work done now that, as evident as possible, Sideswipe is with you, streaming overflowing fondness into the bond by just looking at you.

In any other circumstances he would've made fun of his brother, but he gets it, that tingle of warmth is familiar and welcomed to this point in life, yet again, this isn't Sideswipe's turn to be with you, and now Sunstreaker understands why you haven’t come with him to buy some cleaners and foundation, another flash passes by, gracing him with the image of you kissing his brother, heavy charge promising to fry his circuits, sending a wave of arousal burning from his spark, Sunstreaker tries to seem unaffected as he walks out the door; Mirage, Hound, and Cliffjumper look at him funny, asking to himself what in the world are the last two doing there when he looks at the fallen noble, Sunstreaker is fast to turn the other way, closing the door as he goes, totally unchanged, once the door closed his pedes tried to get him faster to his destination.

On the other hand, Sideswipe is soon to burn down some delicate circuitry by the way you press those tiny lips against his upper derma, he can not contain himself anymore as he pushes down to your neck, derma heavy against your skin, he can feel the rise of energy in your little electric system, albeit weak, he can feel all of them peak and glow anew, going from any sensor you have inside your skin, he can almost see their work, sending electric pulses to your processor, it takes a lot of concentration, to which he normally has none, still, it’s incredible sexy how much charge it gets into his system, totally worth the struggle to keep up with every shift inside your neural system.

Sideswipe chokes on a groan when you hold on to his audial receptor, bringing him back to your waiting, loving, acid-spilling lips, “Someone is eager-”, you love his boyish motor mouth but right now you need it in other places, holding him now by the crevices of his faceplate, your little footsies doing pressure over shifts in his armor, applying enough pressure to touch the protoform beneath, pushing him back first to the floor, you shriek by his actions, reminding him to be careful while holding onto his faceplate, “Oh Ho, now we play safely, who are you and what have you done to my-”

There is not much to say, or more like you don't let him finish, plopping your hips just above his chin, dragging your center just shy of his derma, “I’m the same as always”, he is practically screaming internally, he loves it, he loves this, he loves when you are all timid and he has to work for your arousal and necessity, or the moments of your sleepy gazed eyes while just waking up, full of energy but still dragging on tiredness enough to let him get full access, but he loves the moments you get horny as hell, that playful side of yours looking at him as the last mech in existence, it isn't long until his communicator pings, he puts a digit up for letting you know to wait, “Yeah-?”

“Hey, Sides”, it’s Sunny, of course, it is him, “care to say where our dear human is right now?”, Sideswipe looks at the ancient clock you keep in their living space, you were supposed to go with his brother more than fifteen minutes ago, then he looks at you, who is now looking very interested, extremely interested, to his chest plate.

His optical ridges perk up when your fingers trace over the seams in the armor, his interest overwhelming any whining when your hips get away from his intake, “Um, sweetspark is doing some owed maintenance on yours truly”, your fingers finally get into his plating, reaching the fingertips into sensitive wires, his HUD crashed there for a second, you find everything but refusal when his spark chamber opens, taking a step back before reaching out again, the feeling of your nails and fingers over the glass casing making him shiver “uhum, really nice, overdue since forever”

“Sides”, his brother calls sternly, Sunstreaker needs a moment, or better yet make it two, because he feels that tremble inside his chest compartment, closing his optics for a moment so he has a great view of your ass before you get in a comfortable position over his spark, his brother's spark, Sunstreaker finally transforms, speeding to his limit and impart some words, “of course, you can't wait for your turn, you always take mine!”

“Hey”, his vocalizer glitches with static at the feeling of your tongue over the glass protecting his spark, his helm was thrown back, digits massaging your scalp, your soft hair, his pedes dig into the soft mattress when he can't kick to get the excessive charge out, “At least I'm showing you, be a little more grateful”.

“Oh right”, Sunstreaker’s words are heavy with jealousy, still, he needs a moment to park and let the electric pulse over his network cool down a little before he gets involved in some stupid accident inside the stronghold, “how considerate of you”.

Considerate enough to at least let him see, Sideswipe is being very merciful by showing him and not doing the same his brother did the last decacycle, it was his turn, Sideswipe’s turn, one he had prepared for, anticipated every minute, he would dine and wine you as human costume, put a little bit of spice on it at the end as many movies, a perfect date. A perfect date went to waste as Sunstreaker, the show off that he is, took you at the last second to go see him at the shooting room, almost parading himself while holding the blaster like he was some model for a magazine, doing stupid poses to make his finish stand above the others, preening like a seeker.

So, this was revenge, while groaning and moaning and overwhelming their shared bond Sideswipe could feel his brother about to blow a gasket by the way he was trying to seem normal in front of bystanders.

A hiss of steam surging from his intake has him rendered relaxed, feeling the surge of charge over his interface array when your little hands reach around and in between his spark, Sunstreaker feels it, too, making it difficult to drive while having the annoying pressure of his modesty panel, but his desire overwhelmed it, he can see you, he can feel you, your fingers dragging along the wires, the connections, tugging a little too soft for his liking but it has Sideswipe moaning like he is in those cheap human reproduction movies, exaggerated and loud if it is sincere or he is just teasing Sunny, you are not the wiser, but Sideswipe would vow on his favorite assault manual gun that it came from his very spark because when you look at him like that, with the most scorching love you can offer while reorganizing his entire wiring, he can only do so much; still, it just feeds his mischievous nature, he can feel Sunstreaker desire from the other side of the bond, the intensity with which he is looking at you through his very optics, wouldn't it be funny if he just closed it?

Oh dear, it is hilarious, “we’re waiting for you so don't take long, bu-bye!”

One instant he is so hot, every venting of cool air a struggle, he could feel the phantom plush sensation of your lips over his spark, the next it is ripped away, “Sides?”, Sunstreaker needs a moment to realize what happened, one moment he is soon to come undone under your touch, feeling like the center of your universe in the way your breath fans over his spark chamber, then, he has nothing, “SIDES!”, he transforms back, wishing for his brother to hear his pedes near their habsuit.

“Is Sunny coming over?”, your sweet voice, one innocent not because you're feigning, on the contrary, you really do believe Sunstreaker willingly left his turn of the day to him, believed you were all alone with him, Sideswipe could hardly stop himself from grinning with absolute mischief, expecting to see your surprised face and Sunny’s pent up one.

His smirk can barely be covered when the door opens with a kick.

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I love how unhinged and destructive but also affectionate this pair of twins can be, a dream come true.

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