DROPS IN FROM UR STORIES PILE MESSILY
NNBMNWNSJ where do I start?? AH YES. ur stories. They..are fragging AMAZING?!?!!? Actually it would be more than one word if I could even describe them.
And if ur request are open, could u do Cybertron Jolt? Bc he is so unloved..
Oh and, NSFW? Well, if u do them? I just feel like he would be jealous and I mean really jealous- if we hung out with the kids and minicons instead of him- and female human?
oh hey! If u have alot of request or something, take ur time and please do take care of urself! Thank u and goodbye! :)
Hello, Sorry this took so long. I got caught up in writing something else and I dont really know Jolt like that, but of course I got it done. I'm glad you like my writing! My requests are always open as well, but I hope this story is to your liking! Take care of yourself as well, Enjoy! :)
Pairing: Jolt x Female!Reader
Warnings: NSFW, Female Reader,
An off day, a day you get to spend time with the Autobots and the kids. So you spent the day cooking, cooking for the kids. You lived in a rural area, so no one would notice the large robot chilling outside your house. You decided it would be fun to have a little picnic, you had accounted for everyone, small or large, but it was just the kids, the mini-bots and Landmind. Everyone you regularly talked to was there, except Jolt.
“Hey, where's Jolt?”
You asked anyone, a worried but sad look seemed to be present on your face, your grip on the serving dish tightening as no one was answering your question.
“He said he had something to do, then he’d be here.”
Lori said, sitting at the picnic table.
“But he should be here by now. We’ve been at Miss (Y/N)’s house since 10.”
“Maybe he just got caught up in what he was doing,”
Colby said, he saw the worry on your face. He smiled at you before also sitting at the picnic table. Jolt never missed the opportunity to be with you, even though you had previously told him about the idea before inviting people. He had told you he would be here, but you guess with him being the avatar of primus and all, he must have gotten busy.
By the time the picnic was over, It was just you and minicons. You had sent Lori, Bud and Colby home. They didn’t want to leave but with the excuse of ‘needing lots of energy for tomorrow's great adventures.’ they left with the happiness and excitement of any other kid. You had cleaned up the house with the help of the minicons, a smile on your face as Reverb handed you the dried serving plate, and Six Speed drained the skin.
“Heyy, thanks for the help guys. Y’all probably want to get back to the base, so I can take it from here.”
Both the minicons nodded, they helped clean up the kitchen and then left. Jolt's arrival was something else, almost all the lights in your house were off and you sat on the couch watching some weird documentary.
“Hey! Where is everyone?”
His question threw you off guard, you turned your head to look towards the bot.
“They all left, considering half the group were children, and I sent the other minicons back to base. They helped me clean up, so I didn’t wanna keep them any longer.”
He hummed, walking around to where you were sitting. There was a moment of silence before jolt sat down. The tv in the background is still talking about some type of animal as you thought about what to say next.
“Next time you see Reverb, please thank him for me. He did a whole lot of things, he didn’t have to do anything at all.”
You paused, turning to fully see Jolt, watching as the colors flash on his face plate. You noticed he didn’t have the glass dome around his helm this time, his rest folded behind his helm. You really could see the way his plating connected, you knew that cybertronians were different then humans, but no matter how many times you started at other mechs, the way they're playing fits together to make their version of skin fascinates you.
You reached out towards his helm. Your fingertips lightly brush over the seams. You startled him, he originally pulled back but then came closer to your touch.
“No matter how many times I see you guys. I’m always fascinated. The different configurations of plating, and textures are so different. Your plating feels smooth, almost like it's been untouched its whole lifetime. While Reverbs has the same configuration but its rougher, battle worn. Then,”
You paused, climbing into his lap, turning on the side tables lamp before you grabbed his whole helm. Moving it around and examining it.
“Then it ranges in difference from the big guys, like Jetfire or Landmine.”
You drag your thumbs under his optics, Hearing his intake in the process. He places both his servos on your hips, his thumbs rubbing back and forth on the skin under your shirt.
“You guys are so human, but made out of metal.”
You brought your hands down to his mandible, resting them lightly there as you angle his helm down and then back up again. Your thumb is running over his bottom lip, you glanced up at his optics as you felt his servos tighten on your hips.
“I wonder if Reverb or,”
You were cut off by Jolt, his lips hungrily eating at yours. You felt him pulling back, but grabbed the sides of his helm pulling him into you. You weren’t letting this go, you felt the way his grip tightened, the simple actions that he thought would go unnoticed. He lets the kiss go, pulling back to say something.
“Stop talking about them,”
He kissed you again, a more possessive kiss, like he was trying to claim you.
“This isn’t about them.”
You can feel his servos getting antsy, one of them trying to move further down while the other is moving upwards. His servos that moved down finally found what it was looking for, pressure pressed on as he pulled away from the kiss.
“You haven’t shut up about some other ‘bot since I got here.”
You let out the moan you had been holding in since his servos found its spot there, moving around his servos, his digits found their way into your panties, and straight to your slit. Moving from the bottom up, giving your clit a little nudge before repeating the process. Each time he meets your clit his nudge gets harder.
Each moan you let out getting louder and louder, until you're practically just moaning his name. Your body rested fully into his, your knees brought to the side of his tibulen, the fingering he did to you hitting in just the right places. Your hands were not displaced to his shoulder plating, at this point you just wanted release.
“Any questions you have about my plating, I’ll answer myself. No need for you to ask anyone else. Ya got that?”
You could tell he was in fact very upset, comparing his plating to some other bots, not shutting up about some other bot, hanging out with the other minicons and the children, and not just him. This was punishable, and he knew how he was going to do it. He wanted your confirmation of his question. You were to come to him with such questions about cybertronian plating or anything, and he’ll show you. He allow for touching, pulling, pushing, and if need be he’ll fuck it into you. But you were for him and only him, not Reverb, not Six Speed, not Jetfire, just him.
He still hadn’t received his confirmation, so he picked his pace up. The once slow and normal pace was replaced with a quick one, one that brought you closer to finishing, the knot tightening far too fast then your use to.
“Im need an answer, (Y/N).”
You hum first, then change into a fast string of yes’s, until you're begging to cum. His pace is still not letting up.
“I can’t hear you.”
“Yess yes yess, I'll do anything, please Jolt.”
You managed to mona out in between breaths. He hums in agreement, which you take as a cue to let go. Jolt slows his pace to an almost stop.
“I didn’t say you could finish.”
You let out a whine, a high pitched whine. You were so close, yet he would not allow you to finish, so in the wake of not moaning like a pornstar, between breaths you look up at him through your eyelashes and ask.
“Why can’t I finish?”
And with the most evil and devilish smirk, he responds.
“Because, you spent the day with other bots and people.”
A pause as you lower your head, a whine escaping your mouth as he lean in placing a kiss to your forehead while saying,
“You're only mine.”
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Redesign of one of my many Seeker OCs, Skyburst!
ranting bout him because you know me
Skyburst is a Seeker Clone, but a very VERY defective one. He came out a complete mess when he was forged from his optics, mixed model (attempted TFA x TFP 😭), and insane paint job. Yet despite all this, he doesn't care at all. At least he wasn't cloned with Starscream's egotistic and rude personality, SB's the exact opposite!
He's optimistic, energetic and bright mech! (Both mentally and physically, get it). He has a passion for inventing, and a dream to create inventions that would help Cybertron become a better place. In his time with the Decepticons, he was excited to share his ideas with them. But they saw no good in his 'solutions' and him, especially Starscream. He was downgraded and picked on all the time, being called names like 'defect' or even 'accident' or 'mistake'. Nevertheless, that didn't stop him from believing in himself and feeling happy. All he needed was the right bots to be around to support him to achieve his goals.
One day on the battlefield, Skyburst was caught by none other than Optimus Prime, trying to escape the fight but not from cowardice. When he thought he was gonna be taken in as a prisoner, or even killed, Optimus (obviously) didn't do such a thing. Instead, he gave SB a chance, and let him join the Autobots. With no hesitation or second thoughts, Skyburst joined in and was the happiest he's ever been.
Now an Autobot, he loves his new 'family'. He enjoys the kids' company, playing short games with Bulkhead and Jackie, and especially getting to actually invent all his ideas into reality. He goes through a lot of trial and error, a little too much he sees Ratchet everyday just to get a few* scratches, scars and burns mended due to most of his inventions blowing up when he tests them. Wheeljack tells him he's proud whenever it does.
The only other thing he actually needs is a new paint job, but he doesn't want to.
*few being about 2763 but thats okay 👍
Fun Facts!!
He likes mixing Cybertroian technology with human tech, like basically making human devices or other gizmos but for Cybertronians to use. He made a working laptop!
He can go WAYYY off topic in team meetings. Once he went talking about moths - specifically Australian Magpie moths - for an hour and a half.
Since the mix between Cybertroragnic tech, he's seen the internet. But DON'T YOU WORRY, it was the safe nostalgic Vine era. He's also learnt how to read English, but that also draws some confusion to the Autbots. Like the basic anatomy like hands and head, while Cybertronians call it servos and helm. (Also slang)
This might seem crazy but...
he can hear music from plants.
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