#cyberverse x reader

[uselessmicrowave]

Bumblebee is the definition of a twink, I want to wreck him so hard he’s left fragged stupid, processor buffering as he can’t do more than drool and moan around my spike as he gives a slobbery blowjob while his twitching valve gushes from the several overload I gave him beforehand

After painting his face plate with transfluid, start some tender after care with a bath and then tuck him into the berth

okay okay-- here's a horny little ramble abt a couple of the bee boys because i wasn't exactly sure which one you meant.

tfp bumblebee is honestly such a twunk, he's got a little himbo thing going on with being so clueless and those big blue eyes. he has the prettiest little face and every time i see a fic abt tfp bumblebee on any platform i'm overjoyed.

rid15 bublebee, another clueless himbo. that must be today's theme. he's such a sweetheart, i just. i want him to pick me up and let him do whatever he wants with me. he'd be so careful and gentle too, he wouldn't want to break you.

cyberverse bee, where do i even start- he's absolutely adorable. there needs to be cum all over his face. that goes with most of the bees but especially him.

i was gonna talk about tfa bee but he's just such a brat, he definetily needs to be tied up and denied for at least a couple of hours.

in conclusion, all bees can be good bees ;3

[absolutelysmittensimp]

Bee: It's locked, can you hack it?

Soundwave: Ye-

(Name): *Kicks down the doors*

[ppnuggie]

hcs of thecyberverse autobot team w/ a raiden shogun!reader who got stuck in their reality when they were traveling through that "place between places" time rip dsajkfsd

　　　　　　CYBERVERSE x gn human reader

　　　　『　cheetor ,, windblade ,, hot rod ,, gender neutral human reader 』

　　-> characters w/ raiden shogun reader

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack

　　— you didn’t specify which autobots so i chose three different ones ^^

cheetor ::

• he is absolutely fascinated by you and your powers ,, hes amazed and interested

• hes also some of the few to really bother to take interest and learn about you

• also listens to the stories you have to share ,, whether its about inazuma or not ,, or your people or the nation ,, hes all ears

• he teaches you things about himself ,, and talks about how he’s the allspark guardian

windblade ::

• she loves your outfit ,, its so neat and different to what she usually sees humans wear

• she also takes notice on how youre not a human but instead an archon ,, a god in your reality ,, it reminds her of when she was a cityspeaker

• she loves when you invite her to your plane of euthymia ,, she finds it interesting that youre able to create such a big and open space with your own abilities

• definitely interested in the boob sword 🙏 she cant get enough of how youre able to pull a sword out of your own chest from nowhere

hot rod ::

• hes so fascinated by your boob sword ,, he wants you to do it over and over all the time so he can really see it ,, its just so cool !!

• absolutely smitten when you mention being a god / archon ,, he wants to know your powers and what youre the god of

• he’s one of your closest friends you make in this reality ,, he takes you almost everywhere he can and keeps you company

• hes always here if you ever feel lonely and wish to talk about your nation :)

[kaycode1999]

[yandere-wishes]

The more I study electronics the more I'm positive whoever came up with Transformers smut terms was studying something in the electronics engineering field.

[cyberrose2001]

hello ;3

may i slip in a request cyberverse meteorfire and a human reader, meteorfire finding little human reader and deciding to poke and press and the reader (can be recorded or not)? there can be pressing of the bladder involved if you so choose, or maybe a squeezing kink...? anything you want to write for<3

have fun take your time love you pookie bear<3

Cyberverse Meteorfire x afab! gn! human reader

lil bit nervous to post this, but fuck it we ball

also for those unfamiliar with aussie slang, "darlin'" is mostly gender-neutral over here

Warnings: Bladder holding, dub-con, human kink, body squeezing, size kink, fingering

Word count: 592

18+ only minors do not interact

"You're a strange little thing, aren't ya darlin'?" Meteorfire leers above you, a camera hovering just above the bed he's got you tied to, "Nevah seen a human quite like you before."

You choose to stay silent, still traumatised from being plucked from your backyard by this alien. Though, the way this guy is speaking to you, he's making you feel like you're the alien. A metal chain and collar around your neck further confirm your speculations. Not to mention being talked down to and documented with the camera as if you belong on Animal Planet.

"Now, humans are notoriously known for being a bit aggro. Which is why I've taken tha necessary precautions to keep it from lashin' out." He gives the chain around your neck a few light tugs, and you can't help the growl that emanates up your throat.

"But if there's one thing ya gotta know about humans," Meteorfire wraps his metallic hand around your waist, giving it a light squeeze, "It's how fragile and squishy they are."

Your breath hitches in your throat, and a burst of adrenaline rushes through you, thinking you're about to be crushed to death. He only has to squeeze a little bit more before you end up with a perforated lung. It's making you feel lightheaded and dizzy, and you pray that you don't pass out.

Meteorfire lets out a hearty laugh, "Yeah, nah, I wouldn't do that," He releases his grip, and you let out a desperate gasp, but he keeps a finger pressed just below your belly button, "I ain't that cruel."

Heaving your chest, you train your eyes to where he keeps his pointer finger. And it's become painfully aware to you how long it's been since you've...uh...relieved yourself, in the most politest way possible. But this guy definitely knows what he's doing or has done way too much research on humans. Because you start to squirm at his touch, small whimpers escape your lips.

Meteorfire notices this and narrows his optics to the small wet patch between your crotch, "My my, looks like the little human is enjoying this..." His voice lowers, circling his finger and slowly trailing to the wet patch.

Fuck. You really need to go; you're on the cusp of losing control of your bladder. All you can think about is wanting to squeeze your thighs together, but you can't when the mech has his hands spreading them apart.

"C'mon, darlin'," Meteorfire digs his fingers underneath the band of your pants and pulls them off you, undergarments included, which seem to be already drenched, "Show me what you humans are made for..." It's like he's no longer talking to the invisible audience through the camera and more to himself, far too deep in his xenophilic fantasy to realise.

Meteorfire groans, using his other hand to massage through your folds, dipping his finger inside your drenched cunt. It's warm wet and sends a visible shiver up his spinal strut, "Slag... I've always wondered..."

"Please..." You whimper-beg. You're unsure what for, though. Maybe you're in too deep, too, because being finger fucked unwillingly by an alien robot feels so good, yet so wrong.

Meteorfire is genuinely surprised you can talk, but his curiosity is piqued.

"Ohh, so you can talk, ey?" Meteorfire curls his finger and massages your aching bladder, causing you to arch your back and cry, "Well, in that case, the name's Meteorfire." He presses down on your bladder again and grins.

"And that's tha only thing I wanna hear comin' out from your mouth."

[image-thot]

Transformers Cyberverse Yandere Headcanons 

It’s back again! What's that yandere! It has been a hot minute since I’ve done a headcanon, so bear with me. What type of yandere are: Shockwave, Soundwave, Bumblebee, Preceptor

Shockwave

Type: Possession Yandere 

Shockwave never liked to share his toys, only doing so if it helped the Decepticon cause.

He was also voted the most likely Decepticon to date his work over a hot bot

So it shouldn't surprise anyone that when he did find someone he took interest in, he’d want to keep them all to himself.

After all, you were his and anything he didn't deem necessary for the cause should stay in the safety of his lab right? All for his personal use.

He does find the emotions towards you illogical, to be so heavily invested in one being without a clear gain is illogical. 

The first logical to do is thing is to study you and he is not one to be discrete about it. From staring at you for long periods of time to directly asking you very personal questions.

When the questions do stop, you should start to be concerned.

It's a warning that he’s about to start experimenting on you. 

Luckily it’s not going to be fatal, as his main objective is to understand you. Like all his experiments and inventions, he needs to know what makes you tick and the best ways that you can be applied. 

This starts out as just ordinary vital taking but will progressively get more invasive the more he wants to know and yes it gets sexual very quickly. Unfortunately, he’s going to want to cut you open at some point to take a good look inside your inner workings, but don’t worry he’ll put you back together perfectly.

Don’t get the wrong idea though, he’s not above hurting you. 

If you so happen to not want to be his little experiment, he isn’t above training you through punishment. 

Don’t want to sit still while he pokes and prods you? That's fine he’ll just strap you down and leave you there for a day maybe two. Have a habit of wandering away? He’ll take a leg or two, but down worry, after he finishes studying them he’ll give them back maybe even build you some better ones if you behave.

Even though he can be very extreme in his actions, he still in a twisted way cares for you and won’t push you too far unless he knows you can take it.

Soundwave

Type: Overprotective Yandere 

Soundwave has always been very protective of the things he cares about, laserbeak and the Decepticon cause both of which he would and has killed for.

He’s not the type to just hand out such loyalty to anyone, so you have to be something special to gain his attention.

But once you have gained it you have it for life.

There's almost nothing he would not do for you especially if it is to keep you safe and by his side.

He'll know everything about you, even the things you’ve never told a soul. After all what good would it do either of you if he couldn’t plan for everything and anything? 

At first its starts with missions, they are the only danger you’d face and often he’d be going on them as well. It just makes sense and for a while, it’s enough to satisfy his need to protect you.

It's not enough, soon he’s found ways of working with you outside of missions. Even if it’s not technically dangerous, it’s almost certain that other Decepticons would not treat you well if he’s not there.

Pretty soon he can be found with you at any time. From missions to grabbing a cup of energon with you, you can be sure he’s always in the same room as you.

You could consider him a friend, a close one dare you say. So far what he’s done isn’t anything that would have you too concerned, he could be seen as somewhat over-eager to be friends. Unless you have reservations about being constantly around your boss 24/7.

If you aren't eager to be around him he will pull rank. It's not "trying to be friends" Soundwave, it's chief communications officer joint second-in-command Soundwave and he doesn't play around. 

He's going to make you listen to him.

He would never purposefully hurt you or put you in mortal danger but he's not above putting obstacles in your path. 

He'd make any time you don't spend with him a nightmare. Endless paperwork and inconveniences would be thrown your way and by a totally "random" coincidence would disappear as soon as Soundwave offers to help and you reluctantly accept 

If you do happen to be someone who “wanders” from him and his care, he's not going to be above locking you away. You are either put on base confinement or he will lock in chains, neither is what he wants but for your protection, he will do it.

If you happen to be a minicon or human, saying he’ll keep you close is an understatement. He'll use your small size as an excuse to keep you in his dock, it’s safe, warm and he can keep an eye on you at all times.

Everything he does is what he believes is in your best interest and make no mistake if it’s not done his way it’s not done at all.

Bumblebee

Type: Clingy Yandere 

If you asked anyone to describe Bee it could be summed up as nosey.

He has a need to be involved in almost anything remotely involving his friends.

It won't take much for him to get attached to you, complementing him, laughing at his jokes or even agreeing with him on a controversial point he tries to make to the other Autobots are all seemingly innocent ways to get on his radar.

When he does take interest in you, expect his over-eagerness to intensify by 200%.

You might see him as that pushy friend who always texts you still wanting to hang out, regardless of if you’ve just spent hours together.

If he isn’t able to be with you, expect him to be moping on his mission or complaining. As soon as he has an opportunity to get to you expect him to take it.

He wants to be with you 24/7 even if it is inappropriate of him, he will not care or more accurately he will not realise.

If you happen to not like your personal space and alone time violated expect him to try every trick in the book to guilt trip you into going against your needs.

If you do stand your ground, he’s going to get creative and not in a good way. He’ll start off by just following you around and hoping you don’t catch him, this isn’t enough to satisfy his need though. Breaking into your room after you’ve gone to sleep is the next natural step for him.

If you do brush him off for another friend expect that they’ll quickly either disappear or start to avoid you. He isn’t going to be above threatening, blackmailing and on the rare occasion killing to get people from distracting you from him

Due to his need to be with you 24/7, he sees no reason why he can’t be your partner. After all, you spend so much time together it's only natural that you two pursue a relationship.

If you don’t have romantic feelings for him, he respects that and isn’t going to force you into anything. Being around you 24/7 as a friend is enough to satisfy him.

He might even go as far as to be your wingman, carefully selecting a partner for you that won't cause him or you any trouble

But don’t be fooled he sees absolutely no reason to not be present at all times in your relationship. He doesn’t want anyone taking you away from him. If you or your partner have a problem with him being the constant third wheel, expect that relationship to end very quickly.

He’s basically a big metal dog with over-attachment issues.

Preceptor

Type: Manipulative Yandere 

He treats you how he’d treat other experiments, controlled.

He’s the least likely to appear that he’s actually interested in you in front of others and can come off as a bit of an unfiltered asshole. Even if what he says is technically true most people have common decency.

He’ll constantly question mistakes you make in front of others, no matter how little or how accidental they are.

It honestly is a mystery as to why he took interest in you, maybe you present an ingenious idea, or maybe you happened to get interested in a passion project of his. Or maybe he just liked the look of your frame.

Like anything, he does his research on you and he is thorough. From your first steps all the way to your deepest darkest secrets, he’s learnt it all. 

Yes he did set up some hidden cameras in your room, after all, he needs to be able to monitor the progress he makes with you.

Don’t expect him to change how he treats you in front of others, much. Of course, he’ll still point out your flaws in work and your personal life but only he can do that. Even if something he’s said leads to you being harassed by others, he’s not too far behind to give them a stern talk as to why they are inferior or just downright worse than you.

In private he almost does a 180.

When it first happens you'd almost think that you'd died in a horrible accident.

He rarely ever criticizes you in private. If he does, it’s never blunt and always followed with a helpful suggestion" that may not be the best but if you try x the outcome should be favourable for you."

He's not praising every little thing you do but it makes a noticeable difference. It might even make you look forward to working with or seeing him.

Which would go exactly to his plan.

Eventually, he'll try to act less like more of a "normal cybertronian" instead of his usual science-centric self, you might even think you've started to rub off on him. possibly going as far as to say you've changed him for the better.

It won't last though, he'll wait for the perfect situation to reverse his behaviour. 

It wouldn't be a small issue, but not something major either. He'd choose something that you'd do every once in a while, maybe it's over something you think is a kind gesture like bringing him a morning cup of energon at the bringing of work.

Regardless of what he chooses, it would naturally be perceived as a kind gesture and you'd usually never ask someone before doing it. But given Perceptor's unique personality and behaviour it would be easy to assume that such a gesture could be considered annoying or rude to him.

He would naturally forgive you, not too quickly but not too slow as to completely lose the relationship he’s built.

He’ll eventually move on to slowly removing any outside relationship you have with others. He has several different methods to use the most effective being rumours and subtle interference with your work. That important work project that you had to show your boss? Somehow it’s missing several key details. 

His end goal is to have you wanting his approval, needing his presence almost constantly and willing to do anything for it.

[emotionallyattachednerd]

Play Nice | Cyberverse Dead End x f!robot | Dub-Con | NSFW 18+

Word count: 2900+

Warnings: Dub-con, smut ( touching, fingering, first time, spike in valve and rough interfacing ), piercings, angst and au where decepticons win. NSFW 18+.

Notes: I really wanted to write someone from Cyberverse, and I have a weird obsession with this guy. I wrote him being such a jerk and controlling as he messes around with an autobot, so just a heads up that this is again dub-con. Eat at it! 🥰

☕ Coffee

The end of the war resulted in the autobots surrendering to the decepticons, not the way they expected it to go, yet it happened. Now they were prisoners of war, spoils, the strongest sent off to the mines to work while the weaker looking ones were sent to the sale yard and sold off to the highest bidder. That was the autobots fate, no choice given, and there was nothing they could do about it.

You were a femme, not built for war, simply a desk clerk, so it was no surprise to you that you ended up in the sales. Looking around yourself you notice most either fought against their retrants, some putting on a brave face and accepting their fate, while you on the other hand, you were utterly petrified, and you failed to hide this from anyone.

Warm lubricants continually stream down your cheek platings while your frame quivers uncontrollably, anxious whimpers sounding from your lips while you keep your helm bowed low the entire time. The decepticons in charge of the sales relish your fear, taunt you, even touch you, but they didn't force themselves on you, because you were one of the few with your seals still intact, and that was apparently a high demand through the sales. According to them, you were worth a lot. Not that it made you feel any better in the slightest, quite the opposite, it only made you feel degraded and ailing.

No help was coming for you, that's the reality.

Once shoved out onto the platform the bids were placed, the number climbing higher by the second while you stood there trying to tuck yourself into the smallest ball possible in your standing position. It's horrible, you want to escape, and you day dream in that moment that an autobot will swing in and save you, taking you away from the abhorrent nightmare.

Then it happens, the final bid is placed, and it's over. You've been sold.

Your cuffed servos are grabbed and you're tugged forward, optics meeting pedes before your chin is gripped between firm digits and you're forced to look up at the winning bidder. Piercing white optics bore down into your meek baby blue optics, looking rather pleased with his purchase holding a stretched smirk.

"You're mine, autobot." There's something about his voice that sends crawling shivers through your frame, on top of that there is no hint of kindness, and this makes your spark chamber clench tightly against your pulsing spark.

Most of it was a blur before you found yourself pulled into what you assume was where he lived. Very luxurious, fine dark decor, pointing out that he had high ranking, not that made you feel any better. He just purchased you, like property, and called you his.

"Relax, autobot." That rusty yet silky voice hits your audios. "If I wanted to hurt you, I wouldn't have spent a ridiculous amount on you. How you behave is up to you."

He comes back over and disables your cuffs. Finally, you're able to rub your sore wrists and not feel so tied down. You willingly meet his gaze and he still has that smug grin on him. He looked pretty damn proud indeed.

"The names Dead End. I'm one of Lord Megatron's favourite soldiers, so you should be very grateful with the life you'll have, but that all depends on you, if you're going to be a good femme and play nice, or to be a brat and give me a nagging headache. So, what will it be?"

The fight in you is gone, if it was ever even there before, you just don't have the strength or bravery to fight him. That would be stupid anyway.

"I'll be good." You barely manage to speak, but he hears it.

"Smart femme. Now, let's have a close look."

He grabs your servo and pulls you towards him, causing you to lift your other and hold it against his chassis while a frightened squeak left you. He lets out a light chuckle that vibrates against you and you bow your helm submissively. Weak and pathetic , that's all you are.

You bite back a whimper when you feel his servos dragging down across your waist and behind over your aft, digits gripping into your soft armour causing a soft creak to sound from the contact. He was mapping you out, feeling your frame, touching what was rightfully his now. His curious servos continue to roam, up and down over again, a long sickening dread flooding through your tanks.

"Stop." You barely whisper, voice meek and frightened. "Please."

"I don't think that's you showing me good behaviour. I didn't buy you so you can boss me around." He narrows his optics at you, boring deeply, making you cower under his dominating shadow.

"I'm just scared." Your spark was hammering rapidly against your chamber, as was your processor swirling wildly.

"I already said I'm not going to hurt you, so you shouldn't be so scared. Interfacing is fun, and you'll understand why soon. Like I said, you're mine, and we're doing things my way." Dead End continues his touching, admiring your frame and mapping you out, before he tilts your helm up to look at him again. "I hope you weren't lying when you were asked if you were a virgin and said yes. Are you still sealed?" His words dripped with a foulness, yet the air is clean.

"I-I am."

"So I'm not going to discover any unpleasant surprises?" He speaks so crudely, almost pouting a little like you were lying.

"No, no, I'm not lying, I promise." Meek, shuddering, your fear and anxiety corrupting through your entire frame and processor. How did it come to this? Losing the war, sold off like property, and now you're forced to do whatever this decepticon wanted.

His touch against your cheek plating was silky, in a sickening way, and he continued to caress the area with affection, before he took hold of your servo and pulled you towards the berth. The moment of dreaded truth. "Play nice for me, femme. Lay on the berth, spread those thighs, and retract your panel. I'm going to take real good care of you."

You don't want to, but you have no choice, and you let out a shuttered vent before moving towards the berth, a heavy sickening weight corrupting your spark chamber. Once on your back you find yourself staring at the ceiling, servos clenching against the berth covered in silks when you feel his weight crawling closer, his cold shadow looming over you.

Dead End likes the sight of your innocence, a growing hunger roaring through him with pride while he observes his new autobot pet. After everything, he's earned it, a prize to keep, and he was going to do what he liked with you. He'll teach you, have you moaning and begging for him, that was his promise.

Giving a silent prayer for yourself, you then spread your legs, taking a deep vent in and retracting your panel. Your helm turns on its side to avoid looking at him and that aggravating smug smile of his. Accepting this fate was your only option, that didn't mean it was going to be easy.

A startled yelp erupts from you when you feel his servo bluntly between thighs and cupping against your exposed valve. Your instincts kick in as your thighs close and you grab hold of his servo, trying to pry him away. He easily shoves your servo away and pins his weight on you.

"Don't do that."

Then you feel his knee pad pressing up against your valve that creates a surprising moan from you feeling your valve react from the contact. This makes you cover your mouth, optics wide and face heated with embarrassment that such a sound was made. You didn't mean it, or did you? He heard it, very clearly, and he seemed to really like it.

"Does that feel good? I knew you wouldn't be able to resist me. I'll have you making all sorts of sounds soon enough, it'll be fun." Dead End continues to rub his knee up against your valve while watching your reactions, relishing your confused growing desire that bursts from your face, no matter how hard you try to hide it.

Turning your helm to the side, all you can do is let it happen, even though this wasn't something you asked for, you can't deny the new bubbling pleasure pooling around your valve. Your sensitive node pulses, growing thrills rushing through your entire frame, dainty whimpers turning into low moans as you feel the pleasure he was creating in you.

Dead End's knee pad is already soaked with your fluids, and he grins with a happy greed filling him, drinking up your positive response. Leaning closer he tilts your helm to look back at him, before sealing your lips over his for a heated kiss.

Sure, you've been kissed before, but nothing like this. His kiss was hungry, dominant, and you feel his glossa invade between your lips causing you to let out a muffled whimper, before he lays himself between your thighs more snug and starts to grind his heated panel against you while devouring your lips.

He knew what he was doing, and he was bringing out all the forbidden pleasures from you. You hated it, but you also feel yourself liking it much to your scared confusion.

With shaky servos moving onto his shoulders, you start to kiss him back, innocently. He likes your response, letting out his own moan and deepening the kiss. Money well spent he thought to himself.

Your mind starts to blank while kissing him, slowly falling in sync with him and simply forgetting just how you ended up here, before your mind snaps back to reality when you feel his spike, now extended out, rubbing up against your valve. Breaking the kiss you shyly glance between your pressed bodies and let out a skittish whimper at his embellished spike.

Dead End had piercings, two frenum ball bars and a little ring at the tarped tip. He looks down as well with you and lets out a low chuckle. "Like what you see? These babies are going to become your obsession. Only my spike will be able to ever satisfy you."

Is that true? You don't have time to think too much before feeling his servo against your valve again and a digit being pushed in, prepping you. The small invasion causes you to let out a wince, clenching around his digit with dimmed optics. It hurts.

"As much as I do love a tight valve, you're only going to hurt yourself even more if you don't relax. Spread your thighs a little more, and ease your thoughts. I'll take care of you."

Listening, you do as says, trying to allow him to stretch your valve, feeling his digit curling against your inner channel and another slowly rubbing against your node, earning a skittish moan from you.

"That's it, good femme. You're a quick learner." Dead End praised before hooking his other servo under you, lifting your hips and aft up a little and shifting closer, before adding a second digit.

Another wince leaves you, before feeling his lips against your neck, nibbling against your soft cables, enough to distract you from the slight burning ache as he stretches your valve with his digits. He knew how to get you aroused, and that worried you.

Was this the fate of autobots? Sold off to the highest bidder? You knew Megatron was cold, but slavery? Were you a slave or his whore? Was there a difference? The overwhelming questions make you whimper softly, and you've been distracted so much that you didn't realise his digits were gone, only to feel a pressure against your valve.

Dead End decides it's time to claim his prize. He coats his spike with your fluids and starts to nudge your entrance, watching as the tip pushes through, along with the metal piercings. He lets out a gritted moan feeling you clench around him, before meeting resistance and smirks. "Good, you weren't lying."

You're tense, scared, embarrassed, you simply couldn't answer him. It hurts as he continues to press forward, seal slowly tearing, before he nudges through and you cry out, servos gripping tightly at his arms as he continues to push forward until he's fully flushed.

The pain wasn't as terrible as you imagined, but it still stings, and your emotions are running high, confused by the tingling thrill slowly boiling, there's a buzzing arousal slowly flooding through you.

"Nice and snug, perfect." He coos from above while looking rather proud. "Not so bad, hey? I'll have you overloading over again, you won't be able to help yourself."

You feel his ridged spike stretching you fully, pulsing through your channel along with the cold metal piercings. It causes your frame to quivery in ecstasy followed by another low whine, then he starts moving, withdrawing himself and thrusting back in, working himself at a steady pace while letting out his own moans.

Soft gasps leave you after each thrust, feeling his length and the metal piercings rubbing along your inner channel, him grinding down against your node in a luscious way. The pleasure bubbles rather quickly in you, and without even realising you clench your thighs around his rocking waist, drawing him closer as your servos hold onto his supported arms holding himself up.

Those piercings are oddly nice, an added stimulation through your channel that makes you let out light moans, falling into the forbidden pleasure that corrupts you. Something's happening, and you weren't sure what it was, but before you can think more about it your whole frame suddenly erupts with a bursting overload, frame trembling as your silky valve is soaked with sticky fluids as your back arches, followed by a sweet mewl from your vocals. At first you're confused by what just happened, never having felt like that before, and it's Dead End's amused chuckle that catches your attention.

"Already? Slag, knew I was good, but that was something else. Bet you've never had an overload like that before, not even by touching yourself." His words sink in and you're scared again.

"I-I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean-" You're cut off by his digit against your quivering lips.

"Relax, you're not in trouble. You'll learn to control your overloads, and you've got a pretty good teacher. But I think you've got a second one in your still." There's no time to answer before he starts moving again, firmly snapping his hips against you that creates loud moans from you and tightly holding onto him.

All control was gone. Instantly, you cling onto him while letting out lingering loud mewls against his neck, unable to hide anything or keep quiet, rejoicing in the blooming pleasure quickly sparking through you even more. To feel such a luxury buzz, tingling from your sensitive valve, it leaves a confusing allure that you can't help but enjoy. You didn't want this or ask for it, yet it happened, and there's a small deep part in you that is glad it happened. Is that wrong?

"Beautiful fragging sight you are, perfect tight valve, singing loudly, I knew you wouldn't be able to resist." Dead End grunts through his smug proudness. "There will be even more pleasure once I give you your own little piercings. You'll be a dazzling sight."

There's no response from you, because you can't. The room fills with the sounds of both your moans, metal slapping together, the added creak of the berth under his rough movements as he grunts harshly with each thrust with your squeaked gasps. You feel it, the second overload about to pop in you, and he senses this before pressing his body more against your smaller body, grinding himself firmly against you over again and letting out growing heated vents. He's not far off either.

Then it happens. His warm fluids fill you, spike pulsing rapidly as his piercings press against your compulsing channel. His movements don't slow as he starts to rub your node with his digit, and that's all that's needed for your to fall through your second overload and clench around him even more tightly than before, a high pitched mewl sounding as you continue to hold onto him, before his movements finally slow into soft jerky thrusts.

Soft moans of pleasure is all that's heard from you, optics hazy and shuttering as your cooling fans kick in to help cool your quivery heated frame. Your thighs and servos still hold onto him, as if he's all there is, you just can't bring yourself to let go of him.

Eventually, he stops, and savours your valve a little more before removing himself, watching as his spike is extracted and leaving your gaping valve with nothing to clench onto. Your juices and his fluids soak between your two and the berth, and he's rather proud of the sight.

"Perfect. Leaking so much, good response from you babe."

Shame fills you. Allowing him to make you feel like this, to give in so easily, it makes you feel even more weak and pathetic. He notices this and caresses your cheek plating, surprisingly tender, affection even.

"You've got nothing to worry about anymore, I promise that babe. In time you'll see I'm not a terrible guy, and this life will grow on you. We're going to have so much fun you and I." Suddenly, his lips are over yours once again, slowly deepening the kiss between you two, and you give in yet again.

Yeah, plenty of fun.

[cloudraker]

Cyberverse Shockwave X GNC crab beast cybertronian reader (unaffiliated with the war) who was made on earth like Cheetos and Shockwave's arachnomechs follow them cus they see them as a leader like Shockwave cus similar altmodes

Go crazy with this idea what ever comes to your mind 🤪

i have absolutely no clue who cheetos is so i'm gonna assume you mean the food?? have i missed important transformers lore

but thank you for requesting!

Cyberverse Shockwave with a Crab Beast Cybertronian

Under the cut :)

Honestly a bit miffed when his little bot start following you around when you're in your beast mode. Like he understands why, but that doesn't make it any better

Frustrated beyond belief when some of his bots start following your orders easier than they do his. He is fighting for his life on all fronts

The arachnomechs can't really tell the difference between themselves and you. They just saw a big crab and decided you were one of them

Shockwave is, of course, interested in studying how your anatomy and physiology differs from Cybertronians made/born on Cybertron. Any and all differences are made note of, and he's not above using the arachnomechs to gather more data

He offers to make adjustments to your own frame as more data comes in, little tweaks here and there that improve and add to what you were created with

He's fascinated with how Cybertronians created on earth all seem to take a form that is based on the local wildlife (there are two, his sample size is shit) and compares how you function compared to a standard Cybertronian

Whatever data he does collect he uses to improve the arachnomechs. He improves their recognition abilities so they're able to properly tell the difference between you and them

This changes absolutely nothing, however, and if anything they seem to spend more time around you than before

He still hasn't found out why they do this, but his leading theories are that he either accidentally programed a pack mentality of sorts (unlikely, given his perfectionism), or they developed it on their own (more likely, but still improbable)

He might start treating you like an arachnomech is some ways due to how much time you spend around them. He starts to associate the two of you with each other. He knows you're unaligned in the war, but he's still gonna try to convince you to join the Decepticons (or rather, he's trying to get you to join him and whatever it is he's up to)

[fandom-go-round]

Hello. Can I request Scattershot (G1), Hammerstrike (Robots in Disguise), Hot Rod and Dead End (both from Cyberverse) with kind-hearted and open-minded human S/O?

Scattershot:

Scattershot knows that he’s a hot head and a force to reconned with, others know it too. That’s why most people are surprised the two of you are together. You’re polar opposites; you’re always very polite to everyone and go out of your way to help. Scattershot isn’t unhelpful but it defiantly isn’t his first thought going into a situation. He does admire you for it and it’s one of the reasons he started to fall for you in the first place.

You have a habit of humming while you do things and Scattshot loves it. Folding laundry, gardening; whatever it is Scattershot does his best to be there and listen. It’s nice to have something in his life that isn’t fighting and shooting, even if he loves those things too. You’re a breath of fresh air and the thought of you makes him fight twice as hard.

For the rare moments he does want to talk about something serious, you’re there to listen. Scattershot never feels stupid when he talks to you (of course he’s not) but it also helps you’re so willing to learn about other positions. In general, you’re a pacifist and Scattershot likes to smash heads but there’s common ground to be had. He likes talking with you about anything and everything.

Hammerstrike:

Hammerstrike doesn’t like anything on land. Point blank period. At least that’s how he feels about 99% of Earth. You’re the one exception. You’re the prize gem in his collection and he’ll do anything to make you happy. No ask is too large or strange. You would never ask for anything too extravagant but that just makes you more loveable in his eyes. Please ask him to kill for you. Please?

He loves to swim with you, even if you’re not designed for the water. If you don’t know how he’ll hold you close, enjoying the way you cling to him. If you enjoy swimming he’ll ‘race’ you around, laughing and showing off with flips. The best thing to do is just float together, letting the water carry you.

As kind as you are, sometimes he wishes that you’d be firmer. Hammerstrike doesn’t want you taken advantage of and he knows humans and mechs alike can be deceiving. You’ve told him time and time again that people are good but Hammerstrike is too jaded. That doesn’t mean he wants you to stop, oh of course not. But it does mean he watches extra close when you talk to someone new for the first time. No one is going to hurt his little starfish.

Hot Rod:

Hot Rod loves to show off for you. He doesn’t really need an excuse but he feels even better if you’re watching and cheer him on. Other bots will scold him about putting you in danger but he would never do that. Stunts are only for when you’re outside and a safe distance away. If you want to ride with him he’ll speed but not much more than that unless there’s danger. He wants you safe and sound more than anything.

He can get a little jealous of how kind you are to other people, even if he knows that you don’t mean anything by it. He just likes having all of your attention all of the time; like a spoiled cat. Reassure him that he’s your favorite and he’ll calm down. He knows that you love him and it’s easy to see by the way you smile at him.

Hot Rod is a mech who has bad days and most people don’t notice. He’s full of hot air and brushes off attempts of others to ask him what’s wrong. He always caves to you though; get him alone in his hub suite and he’ll tell you everything. Let him curl up in your lap (as much as he can) and pet his helm. You always take such good care of him; he only hopes that he helps you as much as you help him.

Dead End:

He feels really lucky that you’re his significant other, even if he doesn’t think it’s going to last. You’re so sweet and kind and cute, he’s afraid one of the other Decepticons will snatch you right up. He loves to hear that he’s your favorite but please, only in your hub suite. He’d die is you said it in front of Astrotrain. You also give him a talk about not mentioning someone stealing you, it might give them ideas. Dead End agrees and only says those things inside his head now.

Dead End actually really loves planning dates, even if they stress him out. He’s never going to think they’re good enough but he likes putting effort in for you. You always love going on dates and snuggling close to him, he can’t resist making those moments happen. It can be distracting from his duties so they might be secret dates but it shows how much he really cares about you.

The only time he doesn’t automatically run from a fight is if you’re in danger. Normally he would do his best to leave but he would never abandon you. It’s led to a couple of times where he dives into the fray and actually kicks some serious butt. If you gush about how cool he was, he’ll scoff and try to minimize his actions. Dead End secretly loves it if you call him your hero but please only tell him, he does have an image to maintain after all.

[uselessmicrowave]

ooo can we get a gn!cybertronian s/o of grimlock who's jealous of how close he is with arcee but doesnt say anything about it so they just seethe and act arrogant, angst + eventual smut & fluff please :3 (cyberverse)

When the first pang of jealousy hit you, you didn’t think that it would come up again.

But it does.

Again and again and again and again. You start to get colder towards Grimlock, not facing him in your shared berth, not setting out energon for him when you wake up early, ‘accidentally’ ignoring his messages.

You missed one of his post-battle soirees (he cried over that).

It gets to the point where you refuse to touch or hold Grimlock.

He’s so confused, he’s always been friendly (and jokingly flirty) with Arcee. He confronts you after your repeated concerning actions.

Once you explain the feelings you’ve endured without saying anything about it, he assures you that he loves you. Not Arcee. Not any other bot.

He’ll start with servo holding, cuddles, then kisses, next thing you know he’s laying your frame out on your shared berth… It’d be a long, love filled night for the two of you.

[storm-breaker7]

This is gonna be specific but can you make a Cyberverse! Cheetor x Snow Leopard! Femme! Reader. The plot is that the Autobots including Cheetor have to find the Crystal of Unity and they found the guardian of the Crystal of Unity (Y/n) and the deceptions stole the Crystal of Unity and Cheetor falls in love with Y/n

Ok first of all, I love snow leopards. Second of all I love cyberverse Cheetor. Third of all I love cyberverse Cheetor.

Need Someone

Summary: A bad day turns out to be slightly rewarding. After being lonely for so long, this might not be so bad.

Pairing: Cheetor X Reader

Warning: lil angst with comfort, (idrk it seems safe enough but tell me if i missed somthin)

I drag my servos across my faceplate. A low groan escaped me before I picked up a small pebble. I threw it elsewhere swiftly. I threw my servos up and my frame crumbled back to the ground. A clunk echoed. Then more, rhythmic ones followed, faintly getting closer.

I don't bother to turn around when I hear the clangs stop near the entrance to the temple. Don't even bother. Somebot walks up next to me, reaching their hand out. I smack it away and cower into the corner more. Continuing to run through the what-ifs.

"What are you doing here?" A stoic voice asks a-ways-away, only now letting themselves in. The hand that reached out for me earlier was their medic.

I gave them all a hard glare as I pulled myself up. Returning to my full height, rivaling their leader (or who I assumed was their leader).

"Why do you care? Came back for seconds, couldn't get enough?" I hissed, flexing my servos.

A few shared glances and a large, yellow bot stepped up and offered a servo, "You see, us Autobots haven't been here before. We however did detect Decepticons here. Care to Explain?"

My optic twitched, how dare these bots come into my home and demand answers from me after I was robbed of the only thing I was made for.

"I will explain nothing. Your friends pried the Crystal from my unwilling servos. And you come again!" I yell, balling my fist and giving the yellow bot - that, in my defense, was nearest to me - and gave them a strong right hook.

He yelped and fell backward, the bot behind him jumping out of the way. I jabbed a digit in the leaders direction.

"Why can't you and your hollow friends leave me alone. The big grey lugnut going to come back and help you finish me off?"

"Wait slow down," A smaller, more yellow bot waves their servos around, "Megatron came here and stole what off you?"

"I told you I'm not explaining anything to the likes of you." I grumbled, turning away and pacing around.

"Well, I'll start." The yellow bot offered, "I'm Bumblebee, were all Autobots and the bots that just came and stole this crystal thingy off you are Decepticons. They aren't our friends."

I hum, narrowing my optics. After Bumblebee introduced me to everyone, I grimaced and apologized to Grimlock for punching him. Then I went off explaining who and what I was. Though I could feel curious green optics trace my every movement.

"The Crystal of Unity is, long story short, a manipulation device. In the right hands it could bring together worlds on the brink of civil war. But in the wrong hands..." I sigh, "I'm afraid it is just a tool of mind control. The Crystal, no matter how strong or trained the mind is, will always be able to make the victim do whatever the wielder desires."

"So this can be used against any living being?" Prime spoke up,

"I'm afraid so. Now if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to be alone." I dip my head before turning around. The lights shining on the white panels annoyed my optics to no end, but I continued on.

Once I was alone, the other bot like me - Cheetor, I think - sat down next to me. I turned to him before I turned back to the horizon.

"Don't you think this world is beautiful?" He suddenly asked, his optics flicking around.

"I have seen a few planets that rival this one. But this dust ball has its moments..." I shrugged, glancing at him.

He nodded the turned to me, a look in his optics I refused to believe was there. "Just know, you did whatever you could to protect the Crystal. We will make sure Megatron does not use it against anyone."

I grimaced and gazed away, "Thanks. Just hope we get it before he figures out how to use it."

"If you ever need someone, I can get them for you." He smiled warmly, his servo patting mine softly and reassuringly. How can someone be so Optimistic? I wondered as he got up and left me to my devices once more.

I watched as he left. My white tail flicked from one side, to the other. I brushed my grey servos over the face of my maximal form. Dusting myself off.

At this time of day, it really did make my panels shine. I wonder if it did to Cheetors aswell?

(If you want me to continue i can but im so sick rn and i just want to get this out C:)

[ppnuggie]

Scenario with cyberverse jetfire and their gn human s/o scaring the frick out of him with their halloween costume?

　　　　　　JETFIRE x gn human reader

　　　　『　jetfire ,, gender neutral human reader 』

　　-> scaring jetfire <3

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack

　　— ugh i love that man 😩😩🫶 bro screams in opera 💀

it was considered late at night ,, though itd be hard to even tell that if youre in space. the arc was on its course to return to earth ,, after all the cybertronian war was done for and their were apologies to be made. though there was a liason for the arc ,, a human sent by the government to make sure no funny business happened or anything bad that would be targeted at earth was planned.

it was halloween back on earth ,, october 31 and late at night. the mech was making one last patrol around the ship before he would retire to his habsuite for the night. optics glancing about as he turned his helm around ,, servos resting on his hips as he stood staring out of one of the windows on the arc. the deep void of space ,, yet the beauty of all the stars that filled it. a sight to behold it was.

though he thought his processor was playing tricks on him when he heard little scratches along the ground ,, helm turning around quickly. jetfire looked around ,, though gave a shrug as he realized there wasnt anything there. then it happened again ,, with quick pitter patters of footsteps. small footsteps from how nearly silent the sound was.

his helm whipped around ,, right before the lights had shut off. “ hello ?” he called out ,, optics wide in worry as he tried to see as best as he could. a low growl was the only response he got ,, a gasp coming from his intake as he backed towards the wall. beady red eyes lit up the dark hallway of the arc.

the creature would soon lunge at him ,, baring a snarl as jetfire would let out a yell of panic before the lights would turn on. the arc powered on ,, and as soon as the contact was made the head of the creature came off ,, revealing the face of the liason who happened to be the mech’s partner.

with his intake wide open ,, the mech let out a sigh and a small chuckle ,, before going into a full laugh. “ you really scared me !” he chuckled ,, digit coming up to ruffle (y/n)’s hair. they pouted and huffed ,, crossing their arms as they turned around.

“ at least i managed to scare somebody ,,” they snickered. jetfire gave a nod ,, servos moving to cup them close to his chassis as he carried them away. “ that you did ,, quite well of a scare too .” he pointed out ,, pressing a small kiss to their head.

[kaycode1999]

Have a smiling Bee

🐝💛

[cyberrose2001]

Transformers Prime

General Autobot headcanons

human!Autobots favourite foods

Optimus Prime (separate list here!)

Ratchet (separate list here!)

Bumblebee

Reader with a cold (GN Reader, sfw)

Cuddling headcanons (implied plus size, GN, human reader)

Horny belly rubs (GN reader, cybertronian reader, slight nsfw)

Arcee

Reader giving Arcee some TLC (fem human reader, smut)

NSFW Alphabet (afab human, GN reader, smut)

Eating out reader (afab human, GN Reader, smut)

Wheeljack

Strip teaser reader (fem human, smut)

Knockout

Reacting to reader trying energon (fem human, sfw)

Strip teaser reader (fem human, smut)

Soundwave

NSFW Alphabet

Starscream

Confessional sex after catching your boyfriend cheating (afab reader, GN reader, smut)

Transformers Animated

Optimus

NSFW Alphabet

Dick drunk (gn reader, amab reader, human reader, smut)

Bumblebee

Cuddling headcanons (implied plus size, GN, human reader)

Megatron

NSFW Alphabet

Reader who talks dirty in different languages (GN reader, human reader, smut, headcanons)

Sentinel Prime

General relationship headcanons (GN reader, human reader, contains some nsfw, headcanons)

Reader pegging Sentinel (FTM reader, human reader, smut)

Grimlock

Insecure S/O (GN reader, human reader, fluff/SFW)

Wasp

Comforting Wasp (GN reader, human reader, sfw)

Bayverse

Optimus Prime

NSFW Alphabet

Using readers thighs as stress relief (masc reader, mild smut)

Ratchet

Reader confessing feelings to Ratchet (fem reader, sfw)

Transformers Cyberverse

Meteorfire

Bladder holding/fingering (afab reader, GN reader, human reader)

Transformers: Robots in Disguise (2015)

Bumblebee

Cuddling headcanons (implied plus size, GN, human reader)

[viewbypieces]

Hot Rod: aside from being hot 24/7, what do you do for a living?

[Name]: wha-