#TFP Ultra Magnus x Reader

[cyberrose2001]

Missing Out

TFP Ratchet x fem!human!Reader x Ultra Magnus

Hey hey hey, here's a little something my friend @azu-recentbrainrot has been craving real bad, so I thought I'd do the right thing and bring it to fruition !! This is also an apology for not posting any fics for a while, but this gave me a semi for writing again, so here's hoping!!

Warnings: Dom/Sub, Sexting, Masturbation, Guilty Wank

Word Count: 1,042

18+ ONLY MINORS DNI

You think there's nothing better than diving face-first into a soft bed. Fluffy blankets, plush pillows, the warmth of a lover and the indescribable tension of the inevitable hanging in the air.

Oh yes, you've been a bad, bad girl.

"And what do you think you're doing?" A low, gruff voice sounds from behind. You can't see him, only feeling when he kneels onto the bed after you, "A poor attempt at hiding yourself from me, hm?"

You can't help but let out a breathless giggle as Ratchet looms over you like a heavy storm, the thrill equally as electric. After all, one does not simply flirt with the first commanding officer and expect to get away with it.

The difference with you, however, is that Ratchet knows the game you're playing. You've both had your eye on Ultra Magnus for a while, and that aforementioned tension in the air wasn't confined to just the berthroom, only you had a bit more guts than Ratchet to make a move.

"Absolutely not." You giggle again when you feel Ratchet's face nuzzling the back of your neck, only for it to transition into a soft gasp as you feel him tugging your pants off.

"Oh please, sweetspark," He moves to nibble your earlobe, "You know exactly what you're doing. A little vixen you are, yes."

His words trail off as you feel a cold, heavy servo trail the back of your thighs. It stops right between your legs and cups your pussy, and you feel yourself clench around nothing. A low hum right into your ear sends tingles down your spine, before you feel the slap of a heavy spike smacking your ass.

"Maybe..." You moan breathlessly and arch your back against him. The whole situation has sparked a fire in the pit of your stomach, and you want nothing more than for him to fuck your brains out.

Ratchet receives the message loud and clear. He sits up and pulls your hips with him. You attempt to follow through with your hands, but he tuts and pushes your head back onto the pillow.

"Oh no, you don't. Stay down." The old medic growls the command. He lines his thick spike to your pussy, and slowly eases himself in.

With a perfect, almost back-breaking arch achieved, he holds your hips in a death-like grip and thrusts forward, splitting you open perfectly.

"Ohpfuck-" You grip the pillow and cry out into it, holding on for dear mercy as Ratchet plunges his spike into you over and over again.

"There's a good girl, taking all of me. Do you like the idea of being shareware? I wonder what Ultra Magnus would think if he saw us like this."

The image conjured in your head rips a moan from you, and you bounce forcefully against his pelvis plate, the tip of his spike kissing your sweet spot perfectly each time.

"I thought so." Ratchet groans lowly, his optics trained on your backside as it ripples from the force.

He fucks you like this for a while, eventually closing his optics and letting himself feel you. The moans and the sounds of metal on skin echoed against the walls.

At this point, deep inside you, he gets a devious idea.

He slows down, and you whine. His spike is pulsing like crazy, and you feel him leaning over you to reach something, "Wait- Ratchet what are yo-"

With the camera open, the medic retrieves a data pad and pushes it into your trembling hands. You force your aching neck to swivel to look at him questionably, but he's already pressed record. Ratchet then cups your chin and redirects you to look at the data pad, angling your face perfectly in view.

"Don't get all shy now," He keeps his grip on your chin as he resumes his rutting, "Go on, let him see your pretty face, sweetspark..."

The view looking back at you is nothing short of hot. Your face, reddened and slick with sweat, your eyes lined with tears, the arch of your back showing off all the curves of your ass, the background completely filled with a metal, white and orange abdomen thrusting into you. You're watching yourself getting fucked, and it's the hottest thing when you know who this porno is getting sent to.

"Fuck! C-Commander-"

-

Ultra Magnus has replayed this video too many times, and he's ashamed. Locked in his quarters with his back against the wall, he watches the intimate act of the resident couple.

He shouldn't be engaging with this, it goes against every rule and code of conduct that flashes through his processor with every stroke of his spike.

He's the Autobots' first commanding officer for Primus' sake. He shouldn't engage with his teammates like this, let alone when a human is involved. But you started this. You both did. He can feel those quick glances and longing stares through the back of his helm. When you sent a wink his way while you brought those soft, delicate lips to meet Ratchet's.

He feels so, so ashamed of himself.

But they sent the video, it's not his fault. It could've been an accident for all he knew.

"F-Fuck! C-Commander-"

At least, that's what he tells himself.

He hears your voice moan out for him for the fifth time, holding the data pad closer to get another good look at you both. His spike throbs in yearning as he watches you cum, fisting his spike harder at the look on your face. It's messy, raw and so human.

He observes some more, watching as the Autobot medic ruts into you hard and fast. He hears a gruff moan, and Ultra Magnus can only guess as to what kind of mess Ratchet has made of your insides. He strokes himself some more, harshly venting as he comes closer and closer to overloading.

The data pad then shows Ratchet leaning down in view, pressing cheek-to-cheek against your exhausted, fucked out face.

"Come join us next time, will you?"

"I will-" He growls, answering only to himself as he overloads and paints the data pad in his sticky pink transfluid. He pumps through the remaining pleasure, slowing down and sighing as the video ends.

[transformers-spike]

tfp ultra magnus is the ultimate human fetishist besides wheeljack. he tries to deny it internally, not wanting to imagine how much humans do genuinely get him riled up. he does give in when he tries interfacing with a human for the first time and his old man spike magically starts shooting transfluid instead of blanks. it surprises him the first time because he just creampied what was an one night stand. fortunately, transfluid isn't toxic towards humans nor does it get them sparked.

aaand one night stand becomes two. two becomes three. three becomes five. then he brings them back to base without thinking because they had fallen asleep against his chassis and he didn't want to move/wake them. so he brought them with him. he does gain feelings, but it is true that he cannot truly overload unless he does it in a human.

especially once he finds out about menstrual cycles? he freaks out that he hurt them, but nope. interfacing does the opposite and helps their cramps to go away.

Thank you, brave soldier. I knew I needed human-fucker Ultra Magnus in my life. Giving him a human fetish is soooooo sweet. Oh the irony - how the mighty have fallen

[bones4thecats]

New anon appears! (🐝 emoji icon)

Head empty, only TFP S/O with sparklings concept idea from your list! :D

Really thinking about the S/O concept with either Ultra Magnus or Knockout but it's up to you!

Sorry it's my first time ever requesting a fix from someone so my bad if I'm doing it wrong D:

┗ They're Their Dumb Kids; TFP × S/O ┛

Characters: Arcee, Ultra Magnus, Knockout, and Breakdown (Transformers Prime) A/N: Hello there, 🐝Anon! I'm thankful you like that prompt, I was really into the thoughts of them being step-parents to these kids and proving themselves worthy mentally. Hope you do like the Ultra Magnus and Knockout parts! Also, you did perfectly fine on requesting! Not to shabby for a newbie! ⇘ Summary: Having a child and proving your worth to yourself is hard enough, but when that child isn't yours, it can be harder than ever for the person who just earned the title.

Thought I should mention this too, the father's of the sparklings in each pieces are: Arcee's -> Soundwave / Ultra Magnus' -> Dreadwing / Knockout's -> Makeshift / Breakdown's -> Wheeljack

┍━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┑

┕━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┙

🏍️ When you joined the Autobots, everyone knew how protective you were of your sparklings. Two little ones, the female you named Compass, and the male your deceased lover happily named Trident.

🏍️ Trident's arms matched Soundwave's, though they were a completely different color. One of the first moments Arcee began to bond with Trident, had been insecure of his appendages, only seeing the evil that came from them. Also known as; his sire.

🏍️ She laid a servo on his shoulder pad and smiled, telling him it wasn't his CNA that defined who he was, but how he acted and what he decided to do. He may look like Soundwave in certain ways, but that didn't mean he was like him in reality.

🏍️ Arcee absolutely adored Compass when she first spoke. She transformed into a tiny computer that could wire itself to any kind of technology and hack like nothing. And, unlike her brother, she had no sense of insecurity, rather, she found it cool that she could do that.

🏍️ Your sparkmate does enjoy spending time with the two, though, sometimes her own insecurities flare up and cause her to believe she would eventually fail in keeping them safe.

🏍️ Every time you three see this, you come up from behind and hug her, giving her so much love that it would make Cupid hurl.

┍━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┑

┕━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┙

🎖️ Ultra Magnus was surprised that Optimus allowed you to have your sparkling around, as they were the spawn of a Decepticon. Specifically, Dreadwing. Everyone, even humans, could tell that your female sparkling took the most after her sire.

🎖️ She had the same guarding around her face, including the little movable points around her face plate. She also had fairly large wings for her smaller build. These wings almost reached the size of one of Soundwave's arms, shockingly enough.

🎖️ Ultra Magnus, despite the concerns at first, does enjoy to be around your sparklings. Your two boys, Coil and Backway, both enjoyed to be with him. They were the first to actually accept Ultra Magnus as a sire-figure, which made him loosen up slightly.

🎖️ On the other hand, your only female sparkling, Ember, was more reluctant. She loved her biological sire so much, despite his alliances, and it was hard moving on from him. But, as Ultra Magnus began to lead and show his emotions more with her, she opened up and accepted him.

🎖️ He understands he can't replace Dreadwing, and he does honor him after the war with your sparklings. And it's this actions that brings them closer together. There are no outsiders in your family.

┍━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┑

┕━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┙

🪚 Makeshift and you were a match made by Unicron. A complete mess of a bond that ended in a complete blaze. And it was through this bond that three mechs were created, each different completely yet similar by one thing: they were all named by your old friend, Knockout.

🪚 Your oldest, Buzzjaw, your second oldest, Savvy, and your youngest, Snowdrift, all adored Knockout. Because Makeshift was never involved in their lives and development, Knockout became their sire figure through and through.

🪚 Buzzjaw normally keeps to himself, staying just as silent as his sire, but, whenever he spends some one-on-one time with Knockout, he becomes more talkative than a parrot. Meanwhile, Savvy is naturally talkative, and loved to learn about different parts of the Cybertronian body.

🪚 Finally, you have Snowdrift. Snowdrift is by far Knockout's favorite sparkling of yours. He always has a completely blank face due to his mask, but Knockout can tell what emotion Snowdrift feels just by looking into his optics. This makes your youngest feel less like an outsider in his family, and more like a central piece in it.

🪚 You love seeing Knockout telling a story about a successful mission. But, you also love it when your boys end up seeing you buffing your sparkmate down. They have ended up holding back their laughs at seeing the prideful mech all scratched up.

🪚 Oh yeah, he also has this urge to keep the three perfect looking. Meanwhile, each of them (mainly Savvy) will get scratched up so badly that it almost causes Knockout to literally knock himself out

┍━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┑

┕━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┙

🥊 You despised Wheeljack with a passion. Back on Cybertron, he was the perfect mech. He was polite and he understood everything you said. But, after the war began, he just completely changed, becoming a bot you couldn't recognize. This led to a fight in which you left his side for the Decepticons, since your closest friends were on that side. Including Breakdown.

🥊 During the fight, Wheeljack had taken two of your boys, Oilbite and Wildfeather. This angered you so much, you had to be put away for a few Earth weeks due to your anger issues. During that time, Breakdown began to bond a lot more with your three other sparklings.

🥊 Riot, your second oldest, did enjoy Breakdown being around. He wanted to smash everything in sight a majority of the time, as he inherited your anger issues and Wheeljack's, but, after speaking with the blue-Decepticon, he learned to control his anger better, which pleased you.

🥊 Whistle, the middle child, just adored Breakdown. She loved seeing him fight and enjoyed spending time with her uncle Knockout. She would spend hours in the medbay with the two of them, hanging around and learning about everything the two knew. It was honestly heartwarming.

🥊 Turbine and Ace, your twin youngests, were the ones that Breakdown was most nervous about being around. But, with the help of Knockout and you, his confidence rose high enough for him to reach out and begin raising the two youngsters. They just love him so much, and his spark almost melted when they called him their sire for the first time.

🥊 On the other hand, the two that Wheeljack took just glared at Breakdown. But, when the war finished and they actually began to speak with you and their distant-siblings, they realized just how much of a crucial role Breakdown played in their growth. Hell, even Wheeljack had to admit, the guy sounded pretty cool.

[soundwave-is-far-superior]

Mechs when...

...you nudge their digit slightly and look at them like this :

...you cup ther faceplate and place a soft kiss on their cheeks.

...he uses his holoform and adores how amazed and shy your face when sees him.

...you cry on his shoulder and wraps his arms around you, protecting you from the harsh world.

...he kisses you too long and completely smitten by the way your hands on his chest.

...he learnt how to pin you to the wall, and uses that as an advantage to surprise you and see how flustered you are.

...you try to make him jealous but in the end, he's always above you.

...someone harassing you and isn't afraid to teach them some "lessons", if not straight up slaughter.

...you're on your period. He'll be your teddy bear, your warm pad, someone you can do whatever you like with (e.g. punching them), and always brings your favorite food.

...he tells his backstory and past, while keeping you on his lap, twriling your locks, or pressing his nose to your neck.

...he bites your neck and continues to do so until your knees weak.

...he's not in the mood and pour it on you in the most romantic way.

...protecting you becomes his "never ditch never forget" principle.

...who has a strong sense of moral and pride, but will destroy everything including them for you.

...you tease him and act flirty, and the next day you're covered in bite marks.

...you wear these dresses and he'll go crazier head to heels over you than before :

...he's being the sweetest and will tell you that everything is alright. It'll be okay. <3

...can't get his hands off you even for a second.

...he swore to every star in the sky that he'll love you for eternity.

...he'd rather die in the most agonizing and painful way than betraying you.

♡

Characters ; Soundwave, Shockwave, Optimus Prime, Bumblebee, Knockout, Predaking, Prowl, Ratchet, Hot Rod, Jazz, Sideswipe, First Aid, Breakdown, Smokescreen, Ultra Magnus, etc...

♡~ @sereneisstillhere

♡~ @andauserene

[reptisoil]

ultra magnus sticker fic... or transformers sticker fic in general

Summary: You put My Little Pony stickers on Ultra Magnus

Warnings: None

Word Count: 149

Notes: I would like to say, I know exactly who this is. Also so sorry that the ending kinda sucks, I wanted something out for the world and this has been sitting here.

You giggle as you peel the last sticker from the sticker book and press it onto his power-downed form, Twilight Sparkle right in the middle of his faceplate. You slide off his form and make your way to the ground, sitting while you wait for him to wake up again.

After what feels like hours, his optics shine a soft blue again. You jump up, eyes wide as you approach the upper deck. "Magnus?"

"Hello," He groans, blinking for a second before looking at you, seeing the now-empty stickerbook hanging from your hands. "What have you done?" He raises his arms, twisting his servo and hook to see what was different only to see an Applejack sticker on his forearm. He deadpans to you and blinks. "How many?"

"The entire stickerbook."

"Where?"

You grin. "All over you."

"Im never allowing you to be around me whilst I recharge again."

[techtainia-makes-things]

Can I ask you write something with Ultra Magnus and/or Dreadwing? Something like the prompt of staring at each others lips then kissing?

(And maybe reader be like “do you want to kiss me?”)

I’m assuming since you mentioned Dreadwing, you mean TFP for both of them. It’s been literal years since I watched TFP, but yes, I’ll give it a shot. (I wasn’t going to do Dreadwing until I realized that he would absolutely kiss the back of someone’s hand as a romantic gesture)

Ultra Magnus:

The base was silent, too silent. It always was after Wheeljack left. Still, silence was better than the chaos of war, so you’d manage. 

Ultra Magnus stood like a guard beside the side rail you had chosen to lean upon. He watched the exit like a Hawk, as if he were expecting Wheeljack to roll back through.

“I bet you’re glad he’s gone.” 

He straightened his already impossibly straight back as his optics regarded your face. “Wheeljack is a nuisance.”

“Is that a yes?” You watched as his optics flickered downwards, then back to your eyes.

He gave you a curt nod. “Affirmative.”

You hum, amused. “It’s a shame really, he’s an interesting mech.”

“You shouldn’t be within his proximity.” He glared at you, but that was essentially his neutral face, so you ignored it. 

You couldn’t help but snicker. “Oh? So you do care about me?” You smile at him, and he clears his throat. A good sign that you had hit the mark of what he was thinking. In a moment of giddy pride, you decided to tease him a bit, “Next thing you know it, you’ll want to kiss me.” You crossed your fingers and hoped that statement wouldn’t completely backfire.

Ultra Magnus cleared his throat again, this time pointendly turning his head away from you to hide the slight blue tint of his metal cheeks. 

Then it clicked. You leaned further onto the railing, until it dug into your stomach. Was it uncomfortable? Yes. Did you care? No. You shot him a shy, sweeter than honey smile. “Do you want to kiss me?”

Ultra Magnus stood stock still. Who knows, maybe his brain module crashed. He looked at you with wide blue optics that focused on you like camera lenses. He placed one metal hand against the platform, his fingers lacing through the railing. He glanced down at your lips, then back to your eyes.

You closed the distance and kissed his lips, the metal soft compared to his tough armor plating. The kiss didn’t last long, only a few seconds before you pulled away to look at him straight in the optics. “Was that so hard?”

Ultra Magnus turned from you, but didn’t leave his spot. You watched as he touched his digits to his lips in slow disbelief.

You were proud. It had only taken six months to crack his shell.

–

Dreadwing:

You and Dreadwing had a tentative relationship, to put it simply. Honestly, you didn’t understand why a loyal Decepticon that aimed to take over your planet would bother.

That didn’t matter: today he was teaching you how to disarm one of his grenades. He stood behind you, mass displaced, sometimes even reaching around you to guide your hands. He lingered there, even once you had gotten the hang of it. When you got particularly invested in what you were doing, he would lean forward until his chest was touching your back.

He watched your hands diligently. You brushed it off as him being an explosions specialist. 

The moment you had clipped the last wire and the little screen on the grenade had turned off, he had gently taken your hand. He held it as if it were made out of painted porcelain, something precious. He looked you in the eye as he brought your knuckles close to his lips. 

“Why do you look like you want to kiss me?” You joke.

His gaze softened, the lights of his optics dimming slightly. “May I?” He glanced down to where he held your hand.

You pause. “Yes, you may.”

Dreadwing proceeded to pepper you knuckles with kisses before he properly pulled you in.

[fandom-lover2]

Commissions Are Open

Hello Transformers Prime Fandom!!

So, I recently got royally screwed over by my last job and lost a lot of money I'd been saving in the hopes of seeing my mom in San Francisco when she comes over from our home country and am trying to find ways to earn a little cash on the side.

Given my gift, I'm hoping this reaches the right people and you guys can help out a bit.

Here is my masterlist if you wanna check out my other works

What I write:

Comfort Letter - $5 (500 words)

Written as a pick-me-up/comfort letter from the character of your choosing. Great for a bad day or gift for a friend who's having a tough time

Personalized Comfort Letter - $7 (500 words)

Comfort Letter written by the character of your choosing addressed to you covering any topic of your choosing

(here is an example I did for a friend)

Drabble (500 words) - $5

Short story (1000 words) - $10

Full fic (1500 words) - $15

Full fic (1500 words) - $15

Long fic (2000/2500 words) - $20/$25

I also love rewriting scenes from movies and TV shows and adding in my own lines/lines for my characters to add, if you've ever wished you or your oc could have been present in a scene I will rewrite it and add your chosen dialogue. Price will depend on word count.

Characters:

Optimus

Ratchet

Bulkhead

Bumblebee

Arcee

Wheeljack

Smokescreen

Ultra Magnus

Megatron

Starscream

Soundwave

Shockwave

Knockout

Breakdown

Dreadwing

Predaking

Will write:

SFW

NSFW

Hurt, comfort

Hurt, no Comfort

Fluff

x reader

Oc x character

Oc x Oc

Oc x reader

Won't write:

Rape or rape fantasy

Hate speech - character cannot say anything racist, homophobic or transphobic.

Editing and proofreading (beta reader)

If you need help with editing or re-checking your fic, I'm your girl

500 words - $2.50

1000 words - $5

1500 words - $7.50

2000 words - $10

Please DM if you'd like anything or have any questions

Thank you!

[bugboioli23]

REPOST LMAO

Tumblr hates fun so here’s the post but censored 😔‼️

Hehe heyyy I colored this finally. It’s old art but @lovenotcomputed’s TFP Ultra Magnus ramble gave me the strength to get it out of my work in progress folder. Not my best but I hope you enjoy 🕷️💚

[transformersxreader]

Hey guys, I know it’s been a long,long time since I’ve uploaded, I kinda got lost with everything around me but I’m feeling loads of better and stories are coming soon! ✨✌️ Accept these quick sketches of (Y/n) with a few transformers prime characters of what their children would look like!

[transformers-spike]

Who would be the kinkiest transformer in your opinion?

Oh god this is such a hard question to think about. In TFP I'm split between quite a few. Wheeljack feels like an absolute freak to me. No way in hell he isn't into testing the limits of your human frame and seeing just what he can do with you - bonus points if there are explosions in the background. I haven't gotten to Ultra Magnus properly but no way someone so professional and by-the-book isn't kinky as hell in private. Work is work, but when it's break time it's pound time. Decepticons tend to get a bit wilder. For example, Megatron is a certified freak. No normal bot would be running their glossa over their human like that, nor beating their spike sloppy style with a steel rod inside of it while eating their human out. Chances are he'll even ask/order them to sound him - lube not included. Knock Out is obviously high on the kinky list, and he's happy playing the active or passive role as long as his human partner knows what they're doing. He's by far the most open to trying out new kinks as long as they don't get gross. Oh did I say Knock Out was the most open? Ha! Nope - Breakdown is even more open and willing to play along with whatever his partner needs/wants. Just remind him to keep his own wellbeing in mind, he's very willing to please and extremely receptive to praise. TFA is a bit easier to figure out Prowl is obviously very willing to try new things, especially if you already know about them. Bondage? Do you need him to learn rope-tying techniques? He's already putting in the research. Whatever kink you introduce he's going to study up on it and ask you why you're interested in it. By the end you've started your spiritual journey in the land of kink Sentinel has something going on I'm sure of it - no way in hell he's grossed out by fleshies purely for their organic frames. There has to be more to it. I'm telling y'all he's a closeted human fucker with a secret pregnancy kink - but he'll never find out unless he actually gives in and fucks Blitzwing's Random personality is the kinkiest out of everyone. I'm not sure what you were expecting, but bro can lick the earth you stepped on and get off to it. Also he's probably into vore

TF:One Sentinel Prime. Bro obviously has too much money and time on his hands.

[bones4thecats]

Tfp Ultra Magnus x pregnant Fembot reader, both are conjux, when the chapter arrives where Predaking breaks Magnus's hand, the reader rescues him, but ends up in a fight with Predaking, but he began to see her as his Queen, and wanted to take her away.

TFP! Ultra Magnus' S/O vs Predaking

Character: Ultra Magnus (Transformers Prime) Requester: @zinnia1506 A/N: There is no mention of the Reader being 'pregnant' (carrying), but you can imagine it being true. I just couldn't link it very well ⚠️ Spoilers/Trigger Warnings for: Mentions of war, fighting, complete body harm (hand being crushed-no gore tho), and maybe some underlying yandere behavior from Predaking ⚠️

╔══════════════════════════════════════════╗

╚═════ Ultra Magnus ═══════════════════════════╝

🎖️ Ultra Magnus did not like to show his emotions. They were in a war for crying out loud! But when it came to you, his longtime friend and current sparkmate, he couldn't help but let you see behind his mask

🎖️ It wasn't much of a change, but you got to see how some things got to him, like the loss of your home planet and you went on your own on his ship before settling with Team Prime on Earth

🎖️ As you spent days and then weeks on the muddy planet, you grew close with the humans your Cybertronian allies were close. Though, you were closest with the human named Miko Nakadai, she reminded you of yourself before the war

🎖️ Speaking of the war, it was hard to know that the Decepticons had boosted up their power with a Predacon, how they got a hold of a fragment of their CNA you have no clue

🎖️ Anyways. Because of how low the energon sources were getting for you all, your team had gone out and begun to hoist them back to your base, and while the others went back to the base, you stayed with Wheeljack and Ultra Magnus inside the mine

🎖️ And that was a big mistake

🎖️ You had seen the Predacon launch himself at your friend and sparkmate, and while Magnus grabbed you and helped you get away from where the Cybertronian-beast landed, you readied your weapon, a long spear, and began to fight alongside them

🎖️ The fear you had as the mechs all clashed and knocked one another aside as, like humans say, dolls, was something immense. And it only got worse when the 'Con managed to get the two of them practically wasted by using the surrounding rocks to his advantage

🎖️ As Predaking landed on Magnus' servo, your face went blank with shock. How dare he.

🎖️ While Predaking scoffed at the pain he caused Ultra Magnus by crushing his servo into pieces, he began his small walk towards the Forge of Solus Prime

"And here I was just beginning to tolerate you." You heard Wheeljack say as he laid down in pain.

"It's been an honor serving alongside you, soldier." Ultra Magnus answered.

🎖️ As Predaking lifted the Forge, you began to stand, lodging your spear's blade into the cave's walls before loosening your rarely-used seeker wings before taking a deep breath to calm yourself down

🎖️ The sound of the Forge being torn into two parts making your anger surge more, especially after Predaking threatened your sparkmate

"Prepare to perish." Lifting his clawed servo, Predaking was launched aside as you threw your spear, a large rock being attached to it.

"Magnus, Wheeljack! Stand and get out of here! I'll hold this guy off." You said, transforming into your alt-mode, a McDonnell Douglas F-15E Strike Eagle, and began to fire your AIM-9M Sidewinders at the larger Cybertronian.

"Y/N. We're not leaving you alone with him!" Wheeljack yelled as he tried to stand.

"Oh for spark's sake! Go!" You growled, flying at the Predacon and de-transforming to kick him in the face, knocking him into more rubble deeper in the cave system.

🎖️ Hearing Optimus' voice ring through the cavern made you relax slightly before turning back to your opponent as he stood from the rocks and looked at you with wide optics and a small smile growing on his face

"What are you smiling about, 'Con?" You asked, an expression of determination and annoyance on your own face.

"You're strong... stronger than the others... you must be... you must be mine." Predaking said, standing up proudly as he said this.

🎖️ Your optics widened as you began to tremble, remembering hearing those words once from a certain Warlord before the war even began, leaving your home as a floating ball of scrap metal

"Y/N, hurry!" Optimus yelled, snapping you out of your trance.

🎖️ Transforming again, you flew after your leader, who was carrying both Ultra Magnus and Wheeljack on his shoulders. And as you exited the cave, you blasted the rocks above the entrance, hopefully slowing the Predacon down more

»–•–«

🎖️ Sitting in front of Optimus while Ultra Magnus' servo was being operated on by Ratchet, you shivered, which made your leader look at you with a saddened expression

"I know..." He started. "You remembered that day with Megatron, Y/N."

"I just- I can't hear those words the same. Him saying it was enough for my spark to bear! But now, now I have that beast's words being mixed with his..." You said, holding your helm in your servos as you cried.

"Y/N, look at me."

🎖️ Looking up from your servos, you felt Optimus wipe your lubricant that fell from your optics with his own servo. He then looked at you and smiled gently, opening his arms in a gesture for a hug

🎖️ You hugged him as he hushed you and allowed you to weep as much as you wished, emotions were normal, so it was only normal for you to express them so openly

"Don't worry, Ultra Magnus will make a fine recovery. I'm sure of it." The Prime said.

"Thank you," you sniffed, "Optimus. Thank you."

"It is no problem. Now, I recommend you take some time to recharge. After all, fighting such an opponent must take some energy out of you. I shall awake you when Ultra Magnus also awakens, alright?"

"Yes."

🎖️ Optimus smiled as you walked off to recharge, most likely in your alt-mode in a nearby bunker. You really were scared though, weren't you? He was going to need to tell the others of the issue sometime. But for you, you needed to let this information finally calm down in your processor

[hoiststowline]

responses to an overworked/sleepy s/o [w/ ultra magnus, sunstreaker, & hound]

ultra magnus

Ultra Magnus knows that he’s the biggest hypocrite in this situation, but you’ve yawned four times in the past five minutes. it sends alarms across his processor, observing the way you use the back of your hand to poorly cover such an exhausted gesture. somehow, this less than gentle alert that your body was tired was not enough, yourself shuffling through a stack of papers as you carry on with little qualms. Magnus can feel his optic twitch, unable to quietly fight the urge to knock some sense into you about your health and well-being. adjusting to time and your schedule has come a little easier to him, mostly due to finding himself in your company on a daily basis. understanding what he does now, he finds self-assurance in calling you out about getting some rest, the hour far past the original time you had set to get some rest. 

“y/n?” he rumbles, slightly baffled that you don’t even offer your undivided attention, acknowledging him with a noise he can’t quite label. a thought passes him by: is this how other mechs feel when he’s drowning in paperwork? “It is very late. Perhaps you would do better to pick this up in the morning?” 

finally, your eyes tear away from the papers to meet his, and then Magnus is whacked with the realization he has to stand firm here. you must’ve been at this for hours, fatigue and enervation translating well enough from your gaze and pouring down the rest of your body. “Sorry. Run that by me again?” 

“I will do no such thing,” he’s good at being the bad guy, the one who has to play fair and look out for others. but for you? he’s willing to beg, stand firm in seeing you get some much deserved, and earned sleep. “This will be here when you awake. Rest.” 

your pout works on him, and the worst part of it all is you must know it does. “Five more minutes?” you plead, trying your best to stifle a yawn that Magnus sees far too easily. every bone in your body begs you to relent, but stubbornness finds you once more as you think of all the studying that needs to be done before tomorrow. 

“No.” he’s caged you between two massive hands, leaning forward until you’re forced to meet his stare and not the copious amounts of work spread out around the berth. “You cannot use my own tactics against me. Bed, now.”

sunstreaker

something wakes Sunstreaker up about three hours into his recharge, and with little investigation he comes to find you on the other side of the room. after you’d said three hours ago you’d join him in ten minutes, that turned out to be the biggest lie in the world. disoriented and mildly irritated, his brow furrows when he calls your name, confused as to why you jump in surprise. everything about you breathes burnout, eyes glassy as they eventually lock with his across the room. were you so consumed and entranced by that textbook that you hadn’t heard him grumble under his breath before calling out to you? how dare such a stupid object hold your attention and not him, slowly losing his already depleted patience. 

“Get over here.” Sunstreaker hums, trying once to be nice instead of brash. he’s come to take a second to mull over his words before they leave his voice box, trying his damndest to say what he means the first time. yet, this time, instead of pulling away from your study materials, you only dive deeper. 

“I’ll be right there,” you whisper, as if he was still in and out of recharge. “Just have to finish this chapter, and-” you squeak as he abruptly stands from the berth, lumbering over to where you were sitting on his desk. fumbling with the textbook, your finger saves the page before you close it over, trying your best to appear defiant and adamant, but losing miserably. “What are you doing?” 

“What am I doing?” Sunstreaker counters, expecting no reply. “You said ‘ten more minutes’ hours ago. Bed, or I throw that book.” 

you appear miserable. the happiness that normally contradicts his irritable behavior is nowhere to be found, something that concerns him greatly. you had mentioned earlier in the week about an upcoming test that was stressing you out, but now this studying venture has crossed over into territory that enrages Sunstreaker. you weren’t taking care of yourself, unworried about how a newfound weariness preoccupies you. whenever you speak ill of yourself or doubt your abilities, it seizes him so greatly that he can’t focus on anything else. don’t you know how much he loves you, and knows you’ll do great things, no matter what? 

somehow, you know he means it, sighing in defeat. “Fine, fine.” with a small smile, you close the book over with a defeated sigh. “Sorry. The test is in two days.” 

to your surprise, Sunstreaker mumbles his words, but the sincerity is overwhelming. “I’ll try to help you study tomorrow. But now, bed, and I mean it.” 

hound

you’ve certainly done a lot of typing in the past couple of hours, Hound has noticed. enough that with each hour that slips by, it’s time for him to wrap his tasks up and fully join your company, excited to hear about what you’ve been up to and relax into the evening with no issue. except, that’s mostly thrown out the window as he takes in your body language, surveying the way your palm runs over your face and rubs at your eyes, only to return to your laptop seconds later. the light from the screen illuminates your features, but all Hound can focus on is how your shoulders slump forward, a glasiness overtaking your eyes that he can’t quite decipher the reason behind. you’re clearly spent, drained of the day's responsibilities as they now carry over into time that should be spent away from the computer. 

“y/n?” he tries, using the tip of his digit to run down the length of your leg, vying for your attention, selfish as that may be to admit. “Y’alright? Busy day?” 

for a moment, you pull away from the laptop, blinking wildy before realizing it was only Hound. everything in you yearned to just shut the computer and set this aside for another time, but the idea of being ahead tomorrow entranced you far too much. “I’m good! I’d just like to finish this up, I swear I’m almost done.” famous last words. 

your slight startle at his touch and words worried him, the way you appear so disconnected from reality as you are solely focused on typing a report that didn’t need to be completed at this very moment. though your overworked and tired demeanor concerns him greatly, Hound is willing to yield if only to respect your wishes. he cares so deeply for you that perhaps just this once, he’d overlook the fact that you probably really needed some shut-eye now. it’s like overriding a code, Hound feels as if he’s programmed to look out for everyone and their health, you always residing as his top priority. always number one on his list, finding that sometimes you unintentionally neglect your wellbeing, himself guilty of similar behaviors. 

but then you don’t stick to your original plans. more time has escaped you, and Hound’s fretting has skyrocketed to the point where he isn’t ashamed to implore you to get some rest. “Yer exhausted,” he rumbles, broad shoulders drooping as you tear your eyes away from the screen to massage at your temples once more. “Don’t overwork yourself. It ain’t worth it, ah know it first hand.” 

doing what Hound asks of you is an easy feat, as forfeit finds you. with a sleepy smile, you power down the computer and set it to the side to be tomorrow's problem. this time was precious with him, sacred and not effortless to come by. “Sorry.” you stumble over your words, trying to stifle a yawn in the meantime. “I’m alright. It’s done for the evening.”

[sunrisecaminus]

Bestie, hear me out - imagine the roles getting reversed when the bot gets shrunk down. Like, they tiny, and now their the one on the receiving end, struggling to take human fingers and withering when their getting eaten out. That would be TRIP- doing the things ya robot so/ has done to you and knowing they are loving it.

I would love to hear a one-shot of this idea or a few character drabbles on who strikes your fancy.

Message - I needed to do this with multiple mechs, so of course I did this in segments! Its hilarious to see what would happen if this did happen, so I really enjoyed writing this one.

Tiny Ultra Magnus, Optimus, Soundwave, and Shockwave x Human Reader NSFW

Summary - Headcanons of you finally being the top after mass displacement went hay wire on the Cybertronians.

Warning - NSFW

Ultra Magnus When the mass displacement went horribly wrong, Magnus' height changed to 6 ft. It was crazy, seeing him so tiny. You helped him the best you can to settle himself and how to get him less angry about the situation…having an idea how to relieve his stress. Magnus has never done anything so vulgar before, the way you sucked his spike and slammed fingers inside of his valve was…addicting. He would drool just a little out of his mouth, wanting nothing more but your soft touch. Magnus tries to stay professional outside of interfacing, but watching you smirk and go on his side of his small desk gives him butterflies. Picking him up and putting him on the wooden desk makes him gasp and scold you for straining your muscles, but he will shut up after a few dry humps to his crotch plating. Multiple times, Magnus tries to threaten a write up whenever you bite him somewhere, but you know he would never. He is nervous about anyone seeing him all bitten and so vulnerable, but holy crap does he like it.

Optimus Oh boy, does he want to hide himself for the remainder of him being small. This is so embarrassing, the Prime chooses you to help him out. The only reason he would ever be this way again is if he needed to reduce consuming energon. The sheer audacity you had to coax him out and have fun with him. pressing his body against the wall and groping his aft is something he never thought he would beg for you to do after the first time. Making him into a moaning mess is not hard at all, you want the list? Licking his neck, kneeing his crotch plate, playing with his valve or even just kissing his spike. Optimus always has his beautiful optics on you, watching with tears in his eyes while you finger his valve, now understanding the pleasure you feel when you interface with him. The delight you felt when he came up to you in secret and asked if you could "help" him with something. "C-can you help me? I have this���itch that maybe you can fix?"

Soundwave Of course the mass displace gun breaks after testing it on the SECOND IN COMMAND! Honestly he thinks this is a good way for the Autobots to not see him whenever he needs to spy on them. Being around your height though is interesting to him, looking at your details up close. Interfacing was actually harder for Soundwave, now that he is small. Knowing you are able to touch and toy with him with your human strength is making him realize how sensitive he really was. The touch starve in him never wants to leave his room or have you let go of him. His favorite thing is to finally put his entire spike inside you, but now you are able to toy with his valve and it is crazy the things humans can do to him. Fingering Soundwave is something that was not on your bucket list, but honestly it was fun. He short circuits a lot whenever he feels you, wanting your fingers in him even more. Jacking him off is also something he is a fan of you doing…but he never knew you were the devilish type. You do it in spaces where anyone could walk in and see y'all, letting him know that he is at his weakest when he is will his Conjunx.

Shockwave Honestly, he did this on purpose for testing. He wanted to see why humans call life so beautiful, even if you were this small. Boy did he regret doing this though, he hates you being top…at least that is what he tries to convince you. You can now massage/grope his chassis and aft, kissing him where he hasn't been touched before. Sucking his spike or eating his valve is an experience he never thought would be on top of his list. Moving with you in darker, private spaces helps him experiment with toys you pick out or figure out how it really feels to cum multiple times a night. You drain Shockwave, mentally and physically. It is only a matter of time before Megatron finds Shockwave, but for now he enjoys everything you do to him. This is the mech that could go all day and night just playing with you and finding out new positions. Sometimes it is funny, watching him understand what a strap-on is, but it's also nice to actually see him enjoy himself and snuggle up to you whenever its all done. Yes he has the cure to make him bigger again…but he figured out why humans call life beautiful, he can now get his valve mutilated by a high vibrating vibrator!

[lunatf-ao3]

HEADCANONS ❣︎

❥︎ FETICHES ! ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖʳᵉᶠᵉʳᵉⁿᶜᵉˢ

[TFP] Bumblebee, Bulkhead, Starscream, Ultra Magnus, Dreadwing, Predaking /human!Reader

[⚠︎]: nsfw, various fetishes, it may be strange

I will play other characters, this was a bit long hehe. I will respond to requests as quickly as possible, ty!!!

-

- PREDAKING :

Breeding Kink

Body Odor

Predaking has olfactory sensors unmatched by any species, strong enough to detect human pheromones, and oh boy, the first time he detected yours in his heat cycle, it was like an intense aphrodisiac for him. He can't get hot without smelling your scent, he loves to sniff you all over, especially between your legs and on your neck. They make his spike harden almost immediately and he has involuntary erections for the rest of the days.

Being the only one of his species, his deepest desire is to have offspring, especially after the loss of his siblings to the autobots. Don't even try to ask him to finish outside, he won't do it. As long as he's in heat, he'll use your tight little hole as he sees fit. He makes sure to fill you full of transfluid until you're nice and swollen for him, and if he gets the chance, he'll happily knot you up. Deep down he knows that having offspring with you is totally impossible, but he doesn't care, he'll fuck you like it's possible.

Despite this, he is not a complete brute, he cares for you and treats you like a queen, because you are, you are his queen. He devours you with savage respect. He has everything he needs for you, food, clothes, first aid kit and, to his chagrin, personal grooming stuff. He's not a fan of you bathing, shampoos and soaps make your natural scent disappear for a while, but he doesn't have much choice but to accept it.

Normally his heat lasts only a week, but he makes sure to make the most of it. During that time, you just reek of transfluid and sex. He loves it. His favorite position is when you're underneath him, receiving his spike as if you were made for exactly that. He also loves it when you ride him, making you jump on his spike and see the bulge in your belly.

- DREADWING :

Domestic Kink

Dreadwing is too horny to get things ready, put the pillows on, arrange the sheets, put the lube on the side.... The anticipation is a pleasure that excites more than the sex itself. Well, maybe not as exaggerated, but when it's over, spike is as hard and dripping as it could ever be.

It's a domestic thing, in the realm of the sensual. He makes the bed because that's where he's going to devour you, he sterilizes his body because you'll put your delicate parts there, he prepares the room as if it were an altar of desire. Do you want to do it? NO, it is his duty and only he will do it, he will not allow you, his sweet lover, to be exhausted with something like that.

Besides, it's hard for him to get too excited afterwards. Anticipation has become necessary for sex...

It's not just about order, he will definitely destroy and disorganize everything in the process. He also likes to clean up afterwards, it's a dirty reminder of what happened. His favorite position is the classic missionary, watching your face and the way his spike penetrates you, filling you completely is something she won't miss.

He is sweet but firm, his lunges are accompanied by kisses and his overload never comes before a "Where?". Inside or outside, it's fine with him, inside? That's fine, he loves to fill you with his seed and watch you drain yourself of it. outside? That's fine, it's a treat to see you covered in his cum and clean himself afterwards.

- ULTRA MAGNUS :

Size Difference

Foot Fetish

As stoic as the second in command of the autobots is, he has a special soft spot for how small you are. When you yourself made him realize how easy it was to play with you, to control you, he fell into an endless pit of perversion because, oh my, you are so weak, so vulnerable. He could do with you whatever he wanted with ease. Exploring your little body became an addiction; spreading your legs, lifting you, accommodating you, transporting you, I did it with such ease because you were so.... Tiny. You fit in the palm of his servo and right there he could do anything you wanted to you and you were so happy to receive it.

Every little part was a weight on his processor. Your slender fingers, tracing over the screen of your phone so nimble, so small, so soft, detailed, he could imagine how such a tiny touch would feel on the head of his prick; your cute ass, soft, firm, he wanted to cradle it with his servos; That little nose of yours, tiny, soft, so adorable, how it would feel to squeeze it between his fingers, to see the desperation in your eyes for air, to feel the soft curvature. Every part made him sigh.

Inevitably, it all went to your tiny feet, those cute toes, the rosy quilts, the way you played with them while you were distracted. They were different, they were... Sinful. Almost immediately they became a strange and guilty taste for him. He had to hide too many erections when you decided to rub those little fingers on his panel while he worked sitting down, they were so adorable he wanted to put them all in his mouth.

His favorite position is the classic missionary. He's not a bot particularly inclined to try new things, so he sticks with those two most of the time. He likes to watch his spike struggling to insert itself into your little hole, and the look on your face as he does it, it's dirty. Of course, he also likes it when you rub his spike with your feet, running his entire length to his tip, where the sticky pre-transfluid stains you. Subsequently he may also fill them with transfluid or masturbate with them.

Despite everything, he is a fanatic of cleanliness, he will clean you and your feet with dedication. He investigates everything to give you baths, bathe you himself and leave the room as if the dirtiest things ever happened there. He is dirty on the inside and in the privacy, not on the outside.

- STARSCREAM :

Dominance Kink

Dollification

He turns you into a doll, almost literally. He gets off on the idea of dressing you up, getting you all dolled up, before he destroys you. He chooses and steals the most extravagant lingerie for you, he is an expert in human fashion because of that. Are you going to dress yourself?don't bother trying, he and only he will adorn your little body with the garments. He also makes you up as he can, he paints your lips and cheeks with a soft red, sometimes it's pink, sometimes pastel blues and sometimes he just leaves you as you are.

He loves to have that control over you, he manipulates you at his whim, moving you around, dressing you in this and that, it's.... Just what he needs. It feeds his terrible desire for control and superiority, not that it bothers you much, he doesn't do it all the time, only in sex. Fixing you up can NOT be missed If it doesn't, Starscream doesn't particularly enjoy it.

He loves to dominate you, impose his desires on you and use you as he pleases. It's no secret that the pathetic, greedy and constantly humiliated seeker the last thing he wants is to be inferior in bed. If he can, he will nail you to the bed and order you around like the leader he claims to be deep down inside.

If he is in the mood, he will let you dominate him, but only rarely. He is quite good at being submissive and seems to enjoy it, but don't tell him! It embarrasses him and puts him in a bad mood. He especially likes it when you give him blowjobs before he fucks you, you look gorgeous with your clothes still intact and makeup ready to stir with transfluid. Plus, there he controls your head at his whim, you look so pretty with his spike filling your throat!

His favorite position is against the wall, he crushes you and bangs you there hard. Feeling your legs around his hips, opening you up so nicely to receive his long spike. Makeup runs off your face and clothes end up a mess by the end of the night, reeking of transfluid. It's not something that bothers you, you can steal more after all.

- BULKHEAD :

Food Play

Face sitting

This guy is going to fill you with energon and lick you like his life depends on it. As embarrassing as it is, Bulkhead really likes to coat you in edible things. It was like seasoning a ready-made dessert. He loved the taste of you, but adding energon and oil made it even better.

It makes him embarrassingly horny to see you covered, ready to be devoured by him. The energon thick on your belly, the oil forming a deliciously sinful path to your pelvis, it's going to drive him crazy!!! He'll lick every last bit of your body and then he'll lick you until he leaves you reeking of oral lubricant. In some cases when the two of you get too extravagant, the wrecker is willing to cover you in transfluid and lick it clean off your body.

His favorite position is when you ride him, especially his face! He likes you to dominate him from above, use his intake as you see fit, he will enjoy it. Your taste is like an exquisite delicacy, and seeing your body so close could make him overload right there. Cum in his mouth and he will be the happiest bot for the next few hours. You're like a drug to him.

He is a gentle, overly concerned about getting hurt. He's too careful and the last thing he wants is for you to end up badly because of his clumsiness, even if often all he wants is to lose control. He guides your movements with servos on your hips, making you give him gentle squats and rub you like a little cowgirl on his shank.

- BUMBLEBEE :

Toy Fetish

Bumblebee definitely has a problem with toys. He likes to experiment a lot with his partner, and what better and safer way than with toys? Every day, every night, he has to try something new, oh yes, it's an obsession. He likes everything, dildos, plugs, clamps, harnesses, vibrators, he always gets different things from who knows what place when they are going to do something. He'll put it on you, and of course he's not going to be curious about what it feels like himself, so toys are a shared use.

He's a sweet guy, but he's not above being dirty. He especially likes to try things on you, your expressions with a particularly large plug, or how you squirm between ropes carefully wrapped around you as he turns up the speed of the vibrator inside you. He lays you across his lap, your two holes occupied with a plug and dildo, handcuffs holding your hands together, and a harness that shuts you up before adding a pair of clamps on your nipples and putting his dowel between your thighs. Then, he presses a vibrator on your clit. He... Definitely takes advantage.

His favorite position is doggy style, he can completely sink his shaft inside you, smacking that soft ass so good. The stimulation brings you both to tears. Almost always his overload accompanies your orgasm, bringing them to ecstasy as if it were their destiny. Bumblebee also likes to use your transfluid as a lubricant, so it's not something either of you worry about, store it disgustingly in a jar, it won't rot like human products.

At the end of the night the bed ends up a mess full of fluid mixture where you two sleep without much trouble. Predictably in the morning you wake up sticky and have to clean up the equipment, change most things and clean all the toys for the next use. It's not so bad, especially when the remote control vibrator comes back looking especially tempting to both of you for the rest of the day.

[in1-nutshell]

How would the tfp autobots and decepticons react to the toy furby

Ooohhh! I remember furby's, granted they were a bit creepy in my opinion. These are a bit shorter than what I usually write, I was trying to get most of the characters in. Let me know if these needed more writing in them.

Hope you enjoy everyone's reactions to the furby's

Autobots and Decepticons reaction to seeing a furby

SFW, mentions of blasters

TFP

How did this all happen? One word to simplify everything: Miko. She thought it would be funny to start leaving these little menaces around the base and to get the bots reaction to it. How did she acquire these furbies, don’t ask any questions. Jack tried to stop her, but she successfully bribed him by promising to send him the video of Arcee’s reaction. Raf promised to edit the videos to be at their finest. Operation: Furby reaction is a go.

Autobots

Optimus Prime

He notices the first furby as it sits innocently near one of the control panels. At first, he thinks that one of those ‘birds’ had entered the base and tried to move the thing.

“Hello little one. How did you get in here?”--Optimus

“SSSQQQQUAAAAKKKK!”--Furby

“I see… Ratchet did you let the creature inside the base?”--Optimus

“Did I do what now?”--Ratchet

Then it suddenly started moving and squawking its native tongue that may or may not have startled the Prime a bit.

He doesn’t mind the furby too much… but does sense something about it.

Ratchet

He notices when he sees Prime slightly startled by something.

He goes to investigate and nearly squashes the Furby thinking it was a scraplet.

“Ratchet! Do not harm the creature!”--Optimus

“Optimus with all due respect, that thing is definitely some sort of scraplet! It might be a different type of mutation but look at it!”--Ratchet

“Ratchet—”--Optimus

“It even looks evil Optimus! I’m getting my wrenches.”--Ratchet

“Ratchet!”—Optimus

He does not care about Optimus’s code on not killing living being. That thing looked at him weird and he is going to end it before it eventually causes trouble.

Bumblebee

Nearly has a whiplash when he sees the little thing. He also thinks it’s a scraplet at first, but slightly calms down recognizing it as one of those human toys he saw on commercial with Raf.

Everything is fine… until it started screeching and moving by itself.

“SSSSSSSCCCCCRRRREEEEAAACCCHHHH!”--Furby

“BBBBBBBEEEEEEEPPPPPPP! (AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!)—Bumblebee

Does not like furby’s at all. Claims that they were trying to speak to him.

Arcee

Her encounter with the Furby is short.

Mainly because she saw something move out of the corner of her optic and blasted the poor thing to bits.

“Huh? What on Cybertron—”--Arcee

“SCCCCRREEECCH—”—Furby remains

Blaster firing intensifies.

She doesn’t know what that thing was, but it started it.

Bulkhead

He is running to see where Bumblebee is after hearing him screaming. He has his wrecking ball at the ready and ready to comm in back up if necessary.

“BBBBBBBEEEEEEPPPPPP! (AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!)--Bumblebee

“What is it!?”--Bulkhead

“BBBEEEPP BEP BEEEEPPP (THAT THING RIGHT THERE!)--Bumblebee

“SCCRRREEEAAACCHHH!”--Furby

“AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH! SCRAPLET! SCRAPLET! SCRAPLET!!!”—Bulkhead

Absolutely loathe those things. It reminds him too much of the scraplet incident that happened. He would be swinging his wrecking ball if it hadn’t gotten stuck in the wall.

Wheeljack

He is running as soon as he hears Bulkhead and Bumblebee screaming. His katanas are out as is ready for some slicing and dicing.

“BEEEEEPP BEEEEPPPP! (PRIMUS ITS MOVING CLOSER!)--Bumblebee

“SCRAPLET! SCRAPLET! SCRAPLET!”--Bulkhead

“Where’s the danger!?”--Wheeljack

“BEEPPP! (ITS MOVING!)--Bumblebee

“SCRREEEECCCHH—”--Furby

“There, its sliced in half. Huh. You two where afraid of this little cute—”--Wheeljack

“SSSSSCCCCRRREEEAAAACCCHH!”--- The two remains of the Furby

Blaster firing and wrecking ball smashing intensifies.

Isn’t a huge fan of the little things. It’s a bit cute in a creepy way. Does remind him of scraplets if they had gotten some mold and gained some sort of upper-level sentience.

Smokescreen

Like Arcee, his encounter with the Furby is short.

He accidentally stepped on one effectively crushing it.

“SCCRRE—Crunch!”—Furby

“Hmm? Hmm.” –Smokescreen

He is completely oblivious to the tomfoolery that is happening all over the base. He is too busy with looking at the latest relic they managed to find.

Ultra Magnus

He finds a Furby near his work area. He tries to speak to the Furby as he would to anyone else.

“Excuse me but you are in classified—”—Ultra Magnus

“SSSSCCCRRREEEEEAAAACCHHHH!”--Furby

“That was unnecessary and—”—Ultra Magnus

“SSSSSCCCCRRREEEEAAACCHHH!”--Furby

“Listen to—”—Ultra Magnus

“Ultra Magnus move!”--Ratchet

Furby is hit with 10 wretches in one go.

He doesn’t mind furby’s like Optimus. Mainly because he was trying to communicate with it and never got to finish his sentences with it.

Decpticons

No one knows how it was done, but the impossible was made possible. After Miko finished getting all the Bots’ reaction to the furbies she decided to do something else. Somehow, she managed to scatter the remaining furbies on board the Nemesis. How did she do this. Not even Miko quite knows how she did it.

Megatron

He finds the Furby on his throne. He doesn’t know what this thing is, but it is on his throne, and no one sits on his throne except him.

“You! How dare you sit upon my throne!”--Megatron

“SSSSCCCRRREEEAAACCCH!”—Furby

Blaster firing intensifies.

The furby would be gone whether he is on Dark Energon or not. Will not admit it but the furby noise sent a little shiver down his struts. Good thing no one saw that.

Starscream

He finds the furby in his habsuite. He is curious in how this weird looking organic thing managed to find his room. He takes the furby to the interrogation room.

“Who are you? Speak worthless organic!”--Starscream

“SSSCCCRRREEEEAAACCCCHHH!”--Furby

“How dare you! I am Starscream, Second in Command of the Decepticon Army! You will—”--Starscream

“SSSSSCCCCCRRREEEAAAACCCHHHH!”--Furby

“Two can play it that game!”--Starscream

“SSSSCCCCCRRRREEEAAAACCCHHH!”--Starscream

“SSSSCCCCRRRREEAAAACCCHH!”—Furby

He ends up staying in the room with the furby for a while. Takes the furby to his room and plays on doing a hostage exchange if it is needed.

Soundwave

Finds the furby on his desk. Lazerbeak deploys and flies around the small thing. Steps a bit closer to getting a good look at it.

“…”--Soundwave

“SSSSSCCCRRREEEAAAACCCHHHH!”—Furby

He immediately groundbridges the furby outside the Nemesis to have it fall and burn on reentry. He does however keep the screeching noise recorded and will use it if necessary… or if he is bored.

Knockout and Breakdown

The pair enters the medbay and finds the furby on the medslab.

Breakdown looks at it and thinks it’s kind of cute. Knockout on the other hand.

“OH, PRIMUS KILL IT!”--Knockout

“Knockout?!”--Breakdown

“THAT IS UNICRON’S SPAWN! KILL IT! BURN IT!”--Knockout

Breakdown smashes the furby to oblivion. Did he regret it? No, it was causing Knockout stress, and he was happy to get rid of it for him. Knockout knows the furby’s horrors, he knows…

Dreadwing

His time with the furby is short. He accidentally stepped on it as he was trying to get some creates to his habsuite.

“SSSCCRR—Crush!”--Furby

“What in the All Spark? Hmm…”--Dreadwing

He does wonder what the weird noise was, but he has other things to worry about, so he quickly forgets about the encounter.

Shockwave

He doesn’t know they exist. There were no furbies in the lab or in his habsuite. The two places he really goes to. He does hear from the others about the furbies though.

“They sound illogical.”--Shockwave

“You’re illogical!”—Starscream

He doesn’t care about the furbies, he has science experiments and war crimes to commit.

Predaking

He finds one near his kennel and does not like it. Sure, the Nemesis isn’t the greatest place, but that spot is his!

“You! Vermin! Who are you!”--Predaking

“SSSCCCRRREEE—”—Furby

Fire breathing intensifies.

Does not like the noises and is quick to end the furby.

Arachnid

She finds one randomly walking in the halls screaming. She just stabs it and puts it on her trophy case. She doesn’t have time for anything else. She has Arcee and Megatron to kill.

[optimusprime12]

Yandere Poly Transformers: Prime x Mech! Cybertronian! Reader

Warning, Suggestive, mentioned stalking.

You knew something was wrong... They're whispering... They're eyes... They way acted around you. Your partner's... They where wrong...

You came back from scouting, alone, and Bee and Smokescreen ran to you. Bee clang to your frame, and Smokescreen clang to your arm. "Your back!" Smokescreen nuzzled agents your arm. Bee beeped out, "Your safe!" Making you blink. "Yes, yes, I'm safe." You said, trying to act like everything was normal. Arcee walks over, and pulls off Bee, only to take his place. Only for a minute, and then let go. "Good to have you back partner." Arcee smiles, making you smile back. Just act like it's normal. "(Y/n)," Ratchet called you over. You looked back at Smokescreen, who let go of you, only to hold your hand, and made you walk to Ratchet. Ratchet gave you a smug smirk, and hugged you. After a while, he lets go. "Hey there hotshot." Wheeljack taps your shoulder, making you look his way, only for Ratchet to pull your face to look at him. He still had that smug smirk on his face. "Look at me." Ratchet's eyes shinned a green.. No... That wasn't normal! You wanted to pull away, but you just let him pull your face closer to him, and he gave you a rough kiss. You kissed back, still liking it. Still loving them. You felt Ratchet's hand slide down to your hips, and pulled you closer. Your hands wrapped around his neck. He slowly pulled away. "I needed that." Ratchet turns back around and starts working again, leaving you stunned. Smokescreen tugged at your arm. "I want a kiss to!" You turned to him, and as soon as you did, he sprung into a kiss and licked your lips, making your face turn red. Smokescreen pulls away, and winks at you. You gulped and you felt your lips.

You where going on another mission, when Optimus came over to you. "Yes Op?" You asked him, turning to face him. That's when he pinned you to the wall, and put his fingers to hold your chin. You blinked, and stared at him. "Be safe ok?" Optimus rest his forehead agents yours. "I will." You held his hand, which he put to your frame. "NOT IN THE LAB!" Ratchet yelled. Optimus and you laugh. "What now? Is he stalking us?" You asked in a playful way, forgetting that... They where... Optimus gone stiff, and stared into your eyes. You laughed it off, "Op? What's wrong?" You asked him, staring into his eyes. Optimus then walked away, and whispered to Ratchet, but you could hear, "Ratchet. Make sure he doesn't escape." ... Escape?