#tfone sentinel prime x reader

[delectableworm]

Can I just eat Sentinel (tfone) out while having him strapped to the table and gagged as I devoured his valve sloppily and greedily while hearing his muffled cries and whimper, drooling as he overloaded for the 19th time?

All while stroking his spike, biolights blinking rapidly by how many time it has overloaded but the lights were dim since there was too much transfluids going on. On his thighs, his spike obvs, his tank, my mouth gah damn—

[fanged-fanfics]

☆ Iacon's Sweetspark — Sentinel Prime x GN Reader HCs ☆

Genre: Fluff || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed (except for TFOne spoilers)

──────.𖥔 ݁ ˖˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ──────

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Absolutely 100% the type to spoil his sparkmate. He knows how much pride and praise can mean to someone, especially because he holds it in such high regard personally, and he doesn't hold back either when it comes to it

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Has a very strange dynamic with PDA. Either has a very public relationship where you'd have PDA 24/7 or would be extremely selective on who gets to even know you're with him to begin with, no inbetween

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Keeps you buffed constantly, it's one of his favorite ways to bond. He loves feeling like he's keeping you clean and polished, and he absolutely preens whenever you compliment how well-kept his plating is

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Feels safe enough around you to complain about his dealings with the Quintessons, he just flops across your lap and expects to be pampered while he laments about how hard it is to be the best

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Doesn't seem like he'd be very attentive on the surface, but in reality, if he likes you enough to have you as a sparkmate to begin with, then he's definitely deeply smitten. He knows all your cues of how you're feeling by spark and immediately starts fawning over you if you seem stressed

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Not really the type to run around and do a bunch of things himself. He prefers to coddle you in his arms and order people around his base to do things for you both while he sticks by you for emotional support

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Definitely uses wing language to try and flirt with you before you're officially together. Stretches them out wide and makes sure they're kept shiny and clean to seem as impressive as possible

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Generally makes big entrances to show off to you. He loves hearing praise and getting compliments from you, so he does impressive flight tricks or big glamorous gestures to achieve that

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Gets very defensive for you when it comes to the Quintessons. Any slights or comments of harmful intent don't slide at all— he'd rather work the miners to their protoforms than have those slimy bots get their tendrils on you

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Despite all his boasting and bragging when you're in public, he tends to be more vulnerable when it's just the two of you. He's clingy, kinda whiney, and more willing to talk about his actual motives and feelings without the haze of public appearance suffocating it

ᯓᡣ𐭩 You're the only bot who can calm him the best when he starts ranting or raging. Whether you're gentle or firm, he responds to you better than anyone else, even if he's kinda pissy about it afterwards

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He once got a bit sloshed off of high energon and spent several hours making a nest for you both out of berth bedding and any comfortable material he could find. He hates if you ever bring it up, he's deeply embarrassed about 'giving into such insticts'

[bnsni]

TO LIVE AND TO SERVE

part three

(sentinel.gn.miner.reader)warnings : mild nsfw!!

one, two, three

HE'S  a lot more quiet when he's alone.

You found him in the Thirteenth suite (where the Prime's statues were concocted in tribute to their deaths, as well as serving as the strategy room for military use).

He was by the round table, nursing a cup of energon while he stared blankly ahead, lost in the colorful blurs of the Iaconian lights that shone through the arched glass windows.Three bottles of engex littered the table. To your baffled confusion, you also counted around thirteen cups, possibly more, on the ground, scattered.

Ever since he gave you the proposition to serve him, you hadn't interacted with the Prime for a while, given he was busy with his 'responsibility' as Prime and the most you'd seen him was his figure pottering along the halls and in and out of rooms. At these times, you tucked yourself away into your room, reading a book or exploring the limited areas of the castle you were permitted to use. Any farther than that were gauranteed a violation. He'd take you back to the mines.

You didn't want that. 

But in regards to his behavior, this has gotten quite frequent, you notice. After every conference about his expeditions, or a trivial meeting for that matter, led him cooped up in the Thirteenth Suite.

He was different.

No grandiose gestures, no banter, no anything —none of that pretense you know holds up everytime a crowd cheers. Watching him change through the screen and in here,  disconcerting wasn't the word you'd exactly use to describe him. Unpredictable was better. There was nothing more dangerous than a mech with unpredictable motives. 

You didn't know which side you preferred.

" There you are." 

You blinked out of your stupor and found him swivelled towards you. He tipped his helm back with a smile, placing his cup down. "Where have you been?" 

You weren't sure whether to step into the room or not so you teetered by the doorway and tightened your servo into a fist. 

"Exploring, my liege." You say, cautious. 

"You're not hiding away from me, are you?" He mused. 

You glance to the exit. " No, sir. Not at all. Airachnid showed me around ...and lost my way.." 

" Happens all the time. You'll get used to it.." He chuckled and patted his thighs, which spreads out a little to expose his panel. You look away, digits digging deeper into your palm.

 He cocked a brow and leaned back with his elbows both on the handle. "Second thoughts?" 

You didn't meet his gaze as you neared, fixated on a particular spot on the statue of the Prime behind him. Megatronus's mask. The hollow optics peered down. As though watching.

"Not at all." You say.

He hunched forward and held your waist, servos engulfing the entirety of the width. His digits glides over the intricate lines on your stomach, pressing against sensitive regions before feeling up your shoulder with his palms.

With a push against your back, you fell deeper into his embrace, servos a tacl against his shouders. You thought back to the drone with the dent on his chassis, and the image of Sentinel plunging a servo through your abdomen, sparks igniting, energon spooling out, plagued your mind. 

A little, you shake. He was too busy pressing is face against the spot between your shoulder and neck to notice you froze. With every vent of his intake and every touch of his wet, sticky lips against your cheek, angex prickles your olfactory sensors. Down the shoulder, his servos glides over the curve of your aft then to your thighs and squeezes it.

"Get on my lap." He nudged your jaw with his nose, breathy and eager. 

You swallowed. "Yes, my liege." 

"Oh, call me sir." He scoffed and leaned back as you swung your legs over his thighs. "It's pretentious when you say that." 

You don't say ...

You kept quiet, opting to put your servos on his shoulder while he tucked you close against his chassis. The servo on your back cupped the nape of your neck before pulling you close and into a wet kiss. You tensed up. However, he wasn't detterd and eased your mouth open with his glossa, large and slick , prodding against your own. 

Megatronus was behind, peering down. Watching.

" Feels good, doesn't it?" He said between breaths, tilting forward to taste the back of your mouth, dentas grazing your lips and tongue. 

You didn't know what to say. There was nothing worth saying, only putting your focus to breathe and not wince at how deep his digits are digging into your sides at how forceful he was trying to pull your body close. You made a sound as he tipped you forward, knees pressing against his side as he chased your mouth. 

In the moment of reprieve when he let go of your lips, you said "It does, sir." 

And Sentinel was about to lean in when the words register. He paused, pulled away and stared at you for a moment before laughing incredulously and, unfortunately, very deeply. You've never seen him this amused by what you've said. You could only strain your jaw not to be bothered by his reaction and shook along the vibration of his chassis. 

He rubbed the bridge of his nose and optics, as though wiping off a tear. 

"You know I hate liars." Eventually, he says. " Especially when they go into detailed, detailed stories about how they're not..."

He leaned forward until his helm, through your viewpoint, was under Megatronus's and vividly vividly you had the feeling the surrounding statues were staring, hollow optics turned to one mech. 

Sentinel.

"Insanely ridiculous, don't you think?"

[transformers-spike]

just a suggestion, but imagine TF: one Sentinel having a Voyeurism kink. especially towards humans because with human coupling, there's so much "detail" to the act that goes beyond than just the act itself. so he likes to watch his pets engaging in it.

again, just a suggestion, do what you will with it, K♡😘

Oof this thing's been on my mind for a while. Got very dubious tho TW:Dubcon

His new pets are expensive. Unimaginably expensive.

If he had the Matrix, things would have been easier. Alas, whatever crumbled it in his very servos would rather have miners suffer than give him what he’s owed. 

Zeta Prime, despite his ignorance, arrogance and constant pontifications, was apparently “worthy”, all thanks to his status. The first of the Thirteens, forged before Sentinel’s spark was even a flicker in Primus’s core. Obviously, it must have been some grandiose lie – the Primes obviously tricked him and hid the real Matrix in some Primus-forsaken pit! A stupid failsafe in case those under them got sick of their rule and decided to take things into their own servos! He would have found it by now if only the Quintessons weren’t upping their demands every other cycle…

Once he figures out how to crush those organic freaks they won’t be wrapping their filthy tendrils around him anymore.

Ugh. He’s getting ahead of himself. No use dwelling on them when he’s got two pretty human specimens in his grasp – a “male” and a “female”, whatever those terms mean. They weren’t particularly… eager to be sold, a fragging wonder considering their previous owners. But they’ll like him soon enough.

The expenses don’t end at a simple purchase. The little things require particular fuel and plenty of oxygen to survive – fuel printers and oxygen cartridges are costly, and he’s yet to pay this new debt. He’ll fix it. Somecycle. Whenever that will be.

For now, he’s got two exotic pets to play with, and he’ll enjoy them to their full extent until their short lives expire.

Their bodies are terribly soft, their fuel pumps going into overdrive as he simply instructs them on their tasks. They cling so easily to each other, but never to him. Little more than frightened animals. Still, it doesn’t stop him from wrapping his digits around his spike as he watches them interface. They’re stiff in their movements, wholly unable to act normal in his presence. And yet, even when he’s missing they refuse to touch each other this way.

Disappointing to say the least…

Whatever. He can make his own fun. They seem much more receptive when their servos are rubbing up and down his spike. Their expressions, usually twisted in fright, betray shameful pleasure as his glossa works them up one by one, his digit between the other’s legs. He’ll make them take his spike next.

With a bit more training, they’ll be eager to serve him. Just as he’s served his Primes.

[transformersxreader]

A d-16/Megatron x (Y/n) animatic 💕✨💕

[magicalbunbun]

Y/n prime and starscream? More like pink diamond and pearl.

The one time starscream was the most loyal to his lord.

[solar4seekstron]

Megatrons Family: Sparkling

Tf1!D-16/Megatron x Cybertronian!Femme!Reader/Yandere!Sentinel x Cybertronian!Femme!Reader:

Part 2

Content: 16+, D-16 and reader are expecting. Sentinel lies about D and Orion dying. Sentinel holds reader captive until D returns but by then he’s a different person by then.

Introduction Indie Series

TW/Tags: possessiveness, wholesome movements, death, pregnant!reader, cutest little sparkling I’ve ever wrote for oh my god I love this family, Megatron is a soft baby daddy, he loves reader and his sparkling, Sentinel really just held reader captive over night after Ds “death”. I think that’s all.

Note: I decided Conjunx isn’t a thing in this fic in order for a certain plot point in the story to work so sorry no Conjunx in this fic like in most of my others.

You and D-16 have been together for a long time. When he became your sparkmate. Things only got better when you have him the news you're with sparkling. You both talked about this day. It was common for miners to have little spankings running around and to eventually start helping with finding energon for the city.

Though you like a few others didn’t want this for your child. D is the same. Even contemplating about possibly giving you a sparkling.

So when you gave him the news. He soon returned it with joy. He already knew he’ll not regret raising a lil mini him with you. He chuckled at the thought once he told you that. You smiled at him. Happy to see him in thought of having a little mini him running around.

To play and playfully beat up his uncle Orion. You’d feel your sparkling grow in your stomach. And boy. Were they a big baby.

”Come on Megatronus is a great name if a boy. Oh! And Solus if a girl! And Prima if nutural!”

”D we are not naming our sparkling after a Prime. Why not after your best friend Orion-“

”NO-“

”Ok-“You chuckled. Gently holding his cervos as you both chuckled. Eventually you both agreed on a name that D called. Tough and strong. You didn’t mind it as much.

You already saw some of their head pushing some metal forward. Then the same thing happening from the top of your waist where their legs are located.

D was pretty proud of how big his little sparkling inside you was getting. “Haha! Big bot just like their sire!”

He did brag for a few days until you would drag him away. Giving the others a break. Even Orion was pretty excited to be an uncle and would ask to feel the dents from the baby at times when D wasn’t around. You’d of course let him..

But D hated it when you had to stay in the mining rooms for a few months as it got harder for you to even move. You still looked normal as you only had a few metal parts sticking out from your stomach

When the day came for the Iacon race. You told D you would stay with the other spiked femmes and GN bots. D understood and give you a loving kiss. “Man I cant wait to have you all to myself again.”

Causing Orion to groan as D chuckled. “Yes you will…after a couple months once my body heals.”

You responded to mess with him and avenge poor Orion. Causing D to now groan and chuckle after. And so later that day he and Orion made their way to the race. After what seemed like 30 minutes. You’d then feel a surge of pressure at your pelvis.

Uh oh. The other bot looked at you as you look down.

Your water broke.

You were in Pain. D was at the race with no way of anyone reaching him easily from within the crowed.

You were immediately brought to the cit hospital. Luckily you were a mining bot so carrying you into a room was easier.

Senitnel, who was there after the race to come “congratulate” the two miners from the race. After dealing with the two and having Airachnid send Darkwing to “deal” with them.

As you were brought in and sat in the room. Sentinel who just happened to be there. Was looking at you. Intrigued by a femme so well kept as you are. But when one of the nurses said you were here to give birth….he was upset. But he wasn’t too worried.

In this world where they can give berth to a transformer. He made sure the poeple in medican. Having the privilege to help people. Knows to remove the cogs of a child. If their parent happens to be a miner.

As you waited. The sparkling finally calming down for a bit. As you waited you then heard a knock at your door. Walking in was Sentinel himself. He had his usual smile as he does when he speaks to the city through the hologram. You were surprised. And you couldn’t really sit up as he then spoke.

From there he stayed with you for some time until it came time for you to give birth.

”Ah always nice to see another bot coming in to give another life. How are we feeling today my dear?” He sat in one of the chairs. “And who is this….Lucky bot?”

”He’s one of our strongest miners sir. I’m lucky enough to have him as a Conjunx. His name is D-16.”…..Sentinel gulped. But chuckled to not raise suspicion. Ah yes we love it when our worker make time to create families just like the rest of us!”

You’d not as looked out the window. “Hopefully the others find him at the race and and tells him the wonderful news.”

You didn’t notice the cringe look on his face.

When he was about to speak suddenly you groaned. “Th- the baby! It’s coming!!!” You screamed as the doctors and nurses ran in. Sentinel was asked to leave as you were about to give birth. He walked out and saw Darkwing. Speaking low to him as the two looked at the door. Hearing you moan and groan.

”Are they dealt with?”

”Yes sir.” Sentinel smiled.

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During this D and Orion were sneaking on the train with B. D was of course against it. Not knowing still of your situation. He tells Orion how you must have at least a few days before birth but he should still be there with you. That’s until Orion finally convinces him to go. He already knows he’ll get an earful from you.

After you gave birth to your sparkling. The nurses took your sparkling to watch them up.

They were able to fix you up removing those visible outer dents from under your chest to down above your pelvis.

As you laid there the doctors made sure you were covered up . You were exhausted. Sentinel then gave a nurse an order to turn on the tv in order for you to hear the news by him.

After some time you were more awake. You looked at the TV and saw Sentinel speak.

As you listened, you are hit with the worst news as you saw clips of D-16 and Orion in the race…..D was dead..

You were crying as the nurses came in with your sparkling. Pretending to be unaware of the tv.

As you were able to sit up, you gently held you sparkling. She looked so much like her Sire….Having Ds color scheme. Most of his armor. Her chest and legs looking like yours.

Her helmet a mix of both of yours and Ds. She has your purple optics. And……she’s cogless…of course. But non the less….she’s beautuiful….perfect.

She looked up at you and opened her mouth, like she wanted to speak as she smiles at you…She has her Sires smile, little grin…You felt both pain but joy at the same time in your spark.

After some time as you gently rested your cervo on your sparklings chest.

Her gently grabbing your digit with her little cervos as she tried to bite at the tip of your digit. Her big purple optics staring up at you as a smile still formed at the corner of her dermas.

Tears slowly going down you optics as you stared down at her. Sentinel then walked in. Taking his seat once more and looked at you and your sparkling. You believe this is a high honor.

“So how’s the lil sparkling doin?”

He said in a cheery voice trying to seem like he cares as he looks at you instead of your sparkling. You spoke as your voice was dry and rough. But still almost the same.

”She’s wonderful. Strong and healthy…Just like her Sire.” She giggled as she keeps trying to eat at your digit.

“The nurses are coming with energon….I just. Don’t know what to do when I return to the mining quarters….Raising her without her Sire…”

You’d then feel Sentinel place a cervo on your shoulder as ou both can hear your sparkling babble.

“You know…giving your ‘sparkmate’ has proven miners can show that they can do more. Even without a cog! Why don’t you come to the tower. Live up the life you would’ve had with him. A better life for you and your sparkling. Of course you can visit your mining friends so you sparkling can be with other little miners as well.”

You looked at him. “Do you truly mean this Sentinel?”

”Of course my dear.” He cringed a bit and tried to think of what to do next to keep your guard down. “Uhh What’s her name.”

You’d gently smile at him as you tell him.

”Spiker”

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After some time you were living at the tower for the time being. Sentinel told you you two will go over how to help the miners.

After sometime you stared to wonder. Everytime he was with you, he’d just complement you and even flirt with you at times as you tried to spend your first day with your sparkling as much as you can.

At times you’d notice at the corner of your optics. At the door Sentinel was watching you…What is he up to?

A few hours before D would return unknown to you. You’re still grieving. Setting you sparkling in her crib to sleep as her little cervos held onto your digit until you pulled away.

As you walked to the door, Sentinel was there in the living room with his cervos behind his back. He’d then notice you walk out and he takes steps towards you with his usual smile. “Sentinel are we ready to finally speak about helping the miners.”

He chuckled. His cervo gently grabbing yours once he kneeled down as his brings it to his dermas and kissed the back of it.

“I’ve seen your track record. I must say I’m impressed.” He keeps your cervo close to his helm as he stares down at you. “Thank you Sentinel. So are we to speak here? Or in a meeting rooom with other surpior?”

He scoffed but then soon chuckles. “Yes we’ll get to that. But I also have..another position for you my dear.”

His helm leaning down closer to you.

”Seeing that your sparkmate is…deceased. You should give your sweet sparkling a new sire. No sparkling should grow with just one parent.”

You just stared up at him as you grow more confused. What is he saying?” Before you knew it you were pinned against the wall. His frame against yours.

”Sentinel what are you-“

”Shh shh. Don’t wish to wake up our sparkling now don’t you?” He grinned as his cervos set on your hips. You’d press your cervos against his chest as you spoke in a whisper.

”Sentinel I cant just..date a prime!” You were basically covered by him as his optics narrowed.

”Oh I wasn’t asking sweetspark…Don’t worry I’m sure we’ll get a cog from a bot that no one will remember. And for your sparkling as well….sadly the only down side will be you and your sparkling…will be completely……different.”

You only stared at him with wide optics. He’s then grin.

”Now be a good partner and spend some time with your Prime. Hm?”

He chuckled. His dermas on your neck cable as he places soft kisses as you turned your helm towards the door. The room your sparkling is at.

Primus. What have you done?

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You would stay in the large apartment in a tower belonging to Sentine and his closest guards. You’ve been there for almost an hour until you see Sentinels guards bring in unconscious bots. It seems they went into the meeting room of the tower. It was already morning.

Your sparkling was in your arms as she ate some energon. She would’ve started crying if you left her and is already wide awake. You made your way to the door and peaked through the door.

Your sparkling calm. She defiently takes it from you.

You’d see a bunch of bots on their knees as Sentinel spoke to a larger bot. And it seemed that their cervos were tied behind their back. You didn’t notice a now cogged D-16. You came from the door behind the many bots.

You thought maybe these bots could help you if you can help release them. Or maybe distract Sentinel and the guards enough for one of them to escape?

And so with your sparkling gently grabbing at your chest as she looks up at you. You walked out once he punches a grayish bot and kneeled before the bot. He seemed to have taken a sticker off the bot. Almost sounding familiar. The bot then yelled.

”He’s a greater then you’ll ever be!”

Sentinel puts the sticker back and starts engraving something on the bots chest. Causing you to run closer. The other bots there looking at you.

”Sentinel!” He stoppped once he heard you. “Y/N! Return to your room! Guards! Take her and the sparkling back.”

Your sparkling started crying as the guards got closer. She was reaching for te grey bot. When the bot seemed to slowly get up. He was almost on his side as he looked up and saw you.

“Y/N!”

His optics wide as he saw you and….His Sparkling!!! Spiker still crying as she reached out to him. Knowing her Sire.

You kept her close as the guards grabbed your arms. And one of them tries to take her in order to not hurt her when dragging you back. D then starts getting up.

Only for a guard to punch him forward as he only stared at you and Spiker.

“Protect Y/N and get them out of here!”

Out of now where a train came and hit Sentinel. The guards soon take you out of the tower. Taking you down the halls as one of them held your sparkling who didn’t stop crying.

You could not hear distruction and your sparklings cry’s. But out of nowhere a punch of seekers came and took care of the guards.

They told you they work for D-16 and as one of the femmes pick you up. Another bot was able to get your sparkling. He gently held the chikd and flew you two out fo the tower. Bringing you to a safe distance and join alongside a crowd.

Your sparkling reaching to you the while time in the bots arms. You and your sparkling in your arms stand for a good time as you watched D fight and kill Megatron.

You covered your sparkling optics after he dropped Optimus down into the planet.

After Optimus Primes and Megatrons battle. One of the seekers looked at you and picks you up. Taking with him as you all flew to the surface.

During your flying time two cogs appeared. Megatron below seeing this. The cogs go into your and your sparklings chest. Causing you two to change your alt mode in the seekers arms.

Once you all made your way to a safe spot of the surface at a mountain. The seeker let you down and leaves.

As everyone else stayed at one part of the mountain.

You and Spiker were a bit further away. As Megatron requested. Soon Megatron made his way to you. You calmed your sparkling who was trying to stop crying.

Megatron looked down at you and your sparkling. His now red optics almost soft and his face a mix of anger, sadness, worry, and almost uncertain. You looked at him as your sparkling reached up to him.

”You…were at his tower..”

��Megatron he kept me there against my will! He told me you died! He wouldn’t let me leave after going there. I believed he wanted me to help make the city better! I-I-I”

As you spoke he looked at his sparkling. She looked so much like him with small traits of you. She continued to stare at him with wide optics as she reached up at him with a smile and giggling.

”D- Megatron I didn’t know I thought you were dead. I thought you-“

He set his cervo on your waist as he leaned down. Now only being a few feet shorter then him. Being a few inches taller then Starscream.

”I..Undertsand. He lied to me too. He lied to all of us.”

His other cervo gently holding Spikers back as she stared up at him.

”But we know the truth now. And I will lead us to the future. A better on. For You. Our sparkling. Us. Everyone here for us to have a better home.”

His forhelm presses against yours as Spiker continues to reach up at him. Megatron then presses his dermas against yours. You both holding a passionate and soft kiss with each other as you both close your optics. When you both pulled apart Spiker let out a baby shout and moving her little arms.

Megatron chuckled and gently held her. taking her from your arms.

”And you my little sparkling shall be my heir. My when I saw those pushed dents on your carrier I didn’t expect you to be this much bigger. You gave her that name we agreed to?”

”Yes…her name is Spiker. She has a Strong personality.”

You joked as you watched him hold Spiker up. Her little cervos reaching for his face as he smiled up at her. He’d then bring her closer to his helm.

Letting her cervos gently grab at his chin and nose.

He kept a smile on his dermas as he notices she has his smile. Even having his laugh as she only looked at him with joy.

You with a smile on your face as well. He’d hold her with one arm as his other sets on your waist pulling you closer as he smiles down at you. You setting a cervo on Spikers lap and the other on Megatrons chest. Even Spiker had one of her little cervos on top of yours and her other reacher for Megatrons chin. You three really do look like a happy family.

From then on you and your sparkling stay by Megatrons side. A family to rule together. Even as things…slowly change.

I WISH i was reader right now like my god- I love this man so much and obviously for a big and strong dude of course he’d make big sparklings (Idea: Terry from Brooklyn nine-nine).

Reader just lucky her baby didn’t kill her lmao.

As always I hope you guys enjoy this and if you guys want me to post cute little Megatron family moments together. Like Megatron being a dad….and cockblocked occasionally. Please leave a comment of any ideas. I know y’all are thirsty for sparkling content and…other thing lol.

As always re post is appreciated and cant wait to see what requests you simps come up with next.

[quirekey]

Hiya pookie can I request for tfo for orion,d16,b127,starscream and sentinel prime reaction to their fem s/o giving them a kiss.

Hmm sure :D simple and cute, loving it!

[ TRANSFORMERS ONE MECHS ] x [ FEMME!READER ]

[ tfone cast x cybertronian!femme!s/o!reader ]

Includes:

[ Orion Pax, D16, B127, Starscream, Sentinel Prime ]

HEADCANONS

ORION PAX

You both were hiding away from a high-guard, huddled in a dark room that consisted of many crates. You both have done this before so you were pretty calm compared to the average. You leaned your side onto Orion’s then turned your helm to gently give him a kiss on the side. Orion only smirked and kissed you back on the face. He would get aggressive but it would only worsen your current predicament.

D16

D16 was leaning on the edge of his stasis pod while you were listening to another one of his senseless rambles. You never really cared about his rambling, but jeez… You just wanted to love him some more but his speech only took up room. You decided to make a move yourself and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. He fortunately shut up and slowly started overheating, shaking. He let out many stutters but he went silent when he realised you won.

B127

After the high climax of the fight between Optimus Prime and Megatron, it was a pretty rough time fixing Iacon. You and Bumblebee were resting on the side and you both were pretty sore. You two weren’t the type to be strong. It was surprisingly quiet due to Bumblebee’s optics being focused on you, seemingly he was admiring your frame. This wasn’t the first time since this was how you both started dating. You placed a servo on his face and leaned in to give him a kiss. Before you could make contact, he smiled and threw himself on you, laying on top of you and giving you many kisses himself.

STARSCREAM

It was just another day of all barking and no biting. Starscream was making a somewhat stable plan on how they can rule Cybertron and the steps to getting there. He, Soundwave and Shockwave were planning while you stood behind Starscream with a stoic look. After a while, Starscream got stuck into one of his empty chants and you got pissed off. You grabbed Starscream by the hips and pulled him closer to you, giving him a small kiss on the nose when he realised what you were doing. His face immediately started glowing a light blue as it switched to being a tense and angered expression. He pushes you off and starts yelling at you. You knew that he liked it and he knew that you knew, he just didn’t wanna be embarrassed by you in front of Shockwave and Soundwave.

SENTINEL PRIME

I have a few headcanons, so here's two short plots.

Sentinel was holding you close as he and you watched the race by the screen. You saw his focused optics and knew it was time. You always wanted to show PDA but Sentinel wanted to do something else like ‘work’. You decide to kiss him on the cheek and he snapped out of his head, letting go of you slightly and smirking. He elbows you while giving you a confident smile, moving you off of him while also looking good to the crowd.

You and Sentinel were cuddling, you on his lap while he sat on his beloved throne. You were his comfort after every unsuccessful mission so he was feeling quite happy during your time together. You smile up at him and peck his lips a bit. He grinned and started kissing all over your face, showing his gratitude.

[cherbexr]

Sentinel's Conjunx HCs

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Sorry I love this sick sick man </3

For anyone who doesn't know, Conjunx Endura means spouse

Warnings: Mentions of R*pe, bad language, Slight Spoilers, Mean Sentinel

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You could have gotten paired up with this mech in two ways. Either he threatened to kill your family, or you willingly wanted to be with him (if you're continuing from the meeting headcanons).

He announced this to all of Iacon and every bot seemed to welcome you with open arms! Sure, some bots weren't happy to hear that their crush got mated to some random bot. Before this he made you polish up and look all dolly and stuff.

I feel like he might act like a good mate for the first couple of weeks, maybe months. Yeah, he has to go to the surface for a bit, but he'll probably call you or something during his "mission to find the matric." You don't know that he's actually meeting with the Quintessons.

He'll hand feed you, bathe you, make sure you have all the latest upgrades, a good paint job, hold you, kiss you, all that nasty lovey-dovey stuff.

That's only during the good times, after maybe two or three months that's when it starts to go downhill. I see him starting to ignore you, dismiss you, take his anger out on you, etc. He doesn't let you leave his golden tower unless accompanied by one of his trusted guards.

I feel like at first he'd be hesitant to let you work. He wants you to stay pretty and polished because he needs to keep up a reputation that he has a pretty Junxie. After some thought, he would allow you to work because he feels that if the people see that his Junxie works, so will they!

On the topic of sparklings, this guy would HATE having a kid. What do you mean he has to give his attention, time, and money to this dumb brat? What do you mean he can't recharge cause this stupid sparkling is too busy bawling its optics out?

!!!This is the disturbing part!!!

When he gives it some thought, he believes he should let his legacy carry on. Now what about you? He doesn't give a fuck about what you think. He expects you to just bend over and do as he says. He may even force you to do it against your will. It's one of the things he expects from his mate, to bear his children.

Yikes. Sorry.

Now if you do end up bearing his children, expect you to take care of the thing 80% of the time. The other 20% is one of his NPC guards or maids. Arachnid is damn well not taking care of that thing. If you're with the sparkling and he wants to be with you, he probably would shoo the thing away and make you wash your servos.

If you choose not to, he would get a little upset about it and keep trying.

If you're right in the mind (and not like me) you'll probably want like a breakup or something. He'll look at you and be like, "Yeah no."

And you'll be like, "Why?"

He'll look at you again and show his sweet and caring side and be like, "I just love you too much, how could I let the love of my life leave me?" (yeah we know this is bullshit)

An argument may arise and he'll bring that nasty side out we all know and love.

"I said no. End of discussion."

You'll have no choice but to just shut up and not bring it up again. Plus you have a kid, so it may not be the best decision anyway. Just know, after that conversation you're not allowed out anymore.

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Remember, these are my headcanons! You're free to make up your own or disagree with my headcanons!

Not proofread!

[jinuaei]

Straight up Transformers x reader rambles and they're probably OOC AF but this is fiction let me live. Also I haven't properly read MTMTE/LL comics, if this is wrong and you want to talk shit, ehhhh you'll live.

I think I wrote this in a way that can be read as Cybertronian reader or Human reader.

I want to whore out Sentinel Prime, tie him up, rail him, just treat him like the slut he is. He wants power? He will find it under you, under your gaze as he lays there to serve you. He will see that you are the one with power within the room that you both occupy, even his size or status is nothing compared to the control that your mere presence has over him.

UGH COCKY LITTLE SHIT SENTINEL PRIME BECOMING A SUBMISSIVE MESS WHEN YOU ARE THERE. I know he'd rather die than to be publicly seen as a SIMP but goddamnit it would be funny to think that one minute Sentinel is passive aggressively insulting someone and the next thing you know he's kneeling in front of you cooing at you, asking how you are and if you want him to grab you refreshments. Him and Starscream. IDGAF if it's ooc I want them literally on their KNEES begging to serve you because just you being happy is enough for them. Or is that more of a Tarn thing?

MMMmm Tarn, the obsessed, the devoted. Perhaps his obsession with the Decepticon cause has shifted towards you and he finds himself listening to more and more of your commands(Its really just you talking about anything) compared to Megatrons original objective and making it as something that Decepticons and DJD should follow. Your word becomes law and you find yourself being followed and revered by this huge purple bot who's body count is in the hundreds, probably even more. Yet you seem to find yourself relaxed under his watchful optic as you know he wouldn't do anything to harm you. The whole DJD becomes your entourage every time you visit some new planet or even just somewhere in Cybertron or something.

When you find yourself unable to sleep, you'll hear a haunting voice echoing through the vents. You might think of it as a ghost, but don't worry! It's just Tarn who knows about your bad sleep schedule and is trying to sing you a lullaby to help you sleep. Maybe just invite him into your habsuite next time, it's probably better than being scared shitless at the deep ass voice singing a ballad.

Though he has the voice that can kill bots with his words, he still finds himself at the mercy of yours. His spark quivers when you speak and every word shoots through him like a laser. He has engraved Megatron's manifesto within his spark and processor, yet slowly but surely, it's getting replaced by yours. Each sentences he has memorized so dearly is now gone, word by word, letter by letter, the whole manifesto becomes redundant, now replaced with your smiles, your interests, your affection... Within such a short time, his objective of hunting down Decepticon traitors has now changed into keeping you happy, even at the expense of other bots.

Additionally, I don't remember if it was .1 percenters or Outliers that are known to be born obsessive, but any bot under that can technically be canonical yanderes. Side eyeing Overlord that plumpy lips little shit.

[delectableworm]

"That's it... Lick them all clean for me, sweetspark." Sentinel whimpered as he tried his best to clean up the mess he had made on the floor. He was told not to overload while you step on his spike but someone didn't listen and make a mess.

"You got my pedes dirty. Do you have any idea how long it took for me to buff that? To think I went through all the trouble of getting dolled up for you only to be repaid like this." You tugged the leash in your servo that was connected to his pink collar. A flashy colour for a flashy mech with your designation on it in cursive to show who he belonged to. Sentinel whimpered when he tugged forward again and grunted at your pede that you had lifted to his face, glossy optics glaring at you but you only tugged harder. "Lick."

It was one order. One command and it had him getting back to work quickly like a miner mining for energon. He put his glossa to use, licking your pede clean before moving to another one that you had graciously lifted to make his work easy for a good job. He licked that one clean too before it left his face and growled when you patted his helm while cooing at him.

"Aww, such a good boy, Sentinel. Obeying my command like a good pup? Yes, you are. Yes, you are." You scratched behind his finials and under his chin in a gentle manner that got him to lean into the touch despite his coding screaming for him not to.

It was humiliating but if he wanted to keep his image as the greatest Prime, he might just have to suck it up. Speaking of which, he felt your servos pulled away as you leaned back on his throne with legs spread for him. He could see your spike standing tall, bobbing with each movement while you made yourself comfortable.

"Now," Another tug that made him stumble on his knees until his face neared the piece, "get back to work."

[bnsni]

PROPOSITION part one

just another idea I’ve had. Only two chapters this time. Also, this is shockwave pre-empurata. warnings : mentions of interfacing

“In this case, the appropriate measures that should be taken in regards to the expenses— is—“

Several barks of laughter cut the prime off. Sentinel flung his optics open and realized that discussing political matters while his fellow Senators are drunk off their processors ,with cogless miners clinging onto their arm like algae to a tree, inebriated as well, were not efficient as he expected it to be.

Besides, it was his proposition in the first place. To loosen their cogs. He figured getting through there sluggish skulls wouldn’t serve much resistance. Inebriation makes good negotiations, he remember telling Airachnid who, he should’ve acknowledged her expression as some kind of advice, stared blankly back.

“This is hardly a productive evening,” He ran a servo down his face. “Which one of you is sober enough to take this seriously?”

His gaze swept over the gold laden room : some senators were deliriously giggling with a flock of miners, flexing their platings, wealth and ambitions as though that would seduce them promptly; others were occupied with…more personal means : the puddle of pink fluids pooling beside the couch and the constant clanking of metal told him much. He’d rather not know.Some, much to his dismay, we’re sprawled on the floor and if it weren’t for the loud snoring every now and then he would’ve presumed the idiot dead.

“Great.” He slumped against his seat, flexing his servos. “Why did I ever thought it was a brilliant idea to include engex? It’s like some— some office meeting had turned into a damned devil’s circus,”

"Well, I wouldn't disagree to that.” Shockwave crooned, his newly furnished plating glinting under the light.  Third time he changed it this week.

The Senator  sat across Sentinel, crossing his legs and reclining against his seat as he held a miner on his lap, who he noted appeared rather stiff while Shockwave pressed his lips against the back of their neck and shoulder aimlessly. Like one would cradle a pet and coo at it. At least he was the only one who had a decent idea of decorum. 

“We all have busy days.”  He continued calmly, as he always did. ‘I do believe we have the opportunity to create something brilliant.” Through the grin, there’s teeth in his words as Sentinel spoke. “Yes, of course. They’re all out of their minds. Flocks of ridiculous, worn-brained muggles.”

Shockwave was the more composed one among the senators and surprisingly charming, despite having the most concerning drinks. Usually, mechs like these, all sickly sweet and proper would turn ugly in just minutes, the harboring resentment of the world would spill out like poison. And there, Sentinel would have his card.

However, he was the only Senator Sentinel couldn’t have a leverage against. Loved by the people. Loved by the planet. Loved by the sparks. At this point he could be the next prime and nobody would protest. That’s the wonderful part, if he died now, everyone would be more smitten by the idea of Senator Shockwave taking reigns of the Matrix.  His wings lifted up and bristled.

“Perhaps you should try to relax yourself.”

Sentinel laughed. “I’m a Prime, for Primus’s sake. Relaxing is the least of what I do.”

”That’s at least what it entails.” He said. “Would it matter if they knew?”

The next words were caught in his throat.

“That would be…well, I’ve had busier days on the surface, and I don’t need to…do whatever this is.”

Shockwave raised a brow. “Surely, you drink, given your position is….difficult and all.”

“Why wouldn’t I?” His wings lifted at the subtle praise, “I admit it’s not so easy putting up an authentic front. A mech can only take so much.”

Senator shockwave smiled, the delightful crease of his optics led on that he isn’t much convinced by his statement. “Hm, yes. A heroic front.”

Sentinel cleared his throat turned away, fixating at the brilliant window beside him, as though prolonged eye contact would confirm the Senator’s suspicion.

“Perhaps,” Eventually, he said. “ I can compensate you for my colleague’s behavior?”

“Oh, really. By what offering me another one of your companions?” He gestured to the one of Shockwave’s lap. “How very…generous.”

Cogless miners, wandering as they please. He ought to have some sort of regulation for that. Though, could he? When the expert contravene is everyone’s beloved?

”Trust me. They’re quite lovely.” The servo that was on the back of the miner gave a push, and you made a sound, falling forward to your knees, palms slapping the ground, inches away from the Prime’s chair.

Frantically, you look up through the lazy parting of his thighs, then up his abdomen, Sentinel was looking down from his nose, optics narrowed, thinking. Then he leaned forward, lifting your chin with a finger for a closer look at your face.

“Charming.” He said. 

You steeled in indifference, clenching your jaw and not meetings his optics.

“Not bad. Could….use better work.” He muttered. “ That still doesn’t—“

“Think carefully, my lord.” He uncrossed his legs to reach for his drink on the coffee table.  “A night of wonder would do good for your health.”

Health? Since when was that significant? Sentinel reclined against the couch and tapped the armrest. A baffled laugh rumbled from his throat. The Prime matched his grin, but the optics narrowed.“You really do have a penchant of questionable ideas, Senator Shockwave.”

“If it’s to serve my prime I’d gladly do so.”

Though, no-one had ever confronted him about it, whether it was becuase they’d rather not catch his optics’s, Shockwave has is this innate ability to penetrate someone’s mind without having to handle one’s physical processor,  the ability to change tone and implicate threats that are, at least to him, not quite there. And, he was aware. Sentinel is aware. At times he found himself bumbling over his thoughts, wanting to confess at certain situations only to find that the Senator was only acting coy. A feigned confused look is all he’d reply with, along with that grin. He knew retaliation it would do no good, so the best course of action mostly is to play along. He looked down at you again, optics trialing over the frame, before back to Shockwave. 

“The expenses?”

“Oh, no need. Consider this,” He lifted a drink to sentinel. “As a gift to his Sovreign.”

Then in one full gulp, the engex slid down his throat.

[transformers-spike]

Which bot do you think would be most likely to be into human interfacing?

Mmm it depends. Are we talking them being more open to it from the start? Then I assume all versions of Bumblebee lmao. Skybound Optimus too but I feel like he would be terrified of hurting his human during it. Otherwise G1 Hot Rod/Rodimus would be down as well, and probably TFA Bulkhead (he's just nervoussss) - plus TFA Jetfire and Jetstorm. Oh and TF:One Sentinel. If he's the leader of Iacon he may as well get himself alien valve/spike. If we're talking about the level of intensity, then... Knock Out at first finds the idea of human interfacing disgusting - but if he gets his own human he's going to start looking up proper adult content and not just movie schlock. Good job, now he's going to hound you for interface because you changed his perception on sexuality TFP Breakdown too - although the transition is easier if he gets with a human before he loses his optic. He's more subtle about his insistence, just offering it and awkwardly letting you mull it over - all the while reassuring you that he's going to be extremely careful TFA Sentinel wants to fuck humanity so much - but you have to get it out of him. He's going to fight tooth and nail to keep his disgust up - but once he realizes he's down he'll have a mental breakdown over it

Everyone else would probably only be down to interface with their respective humans

[gardens-light]

I've seen the Tamaran Reader asks, and now I keep thinking about a human reader who has the same abilities as Raven from Teen Titans. How would the TF One bots react to a Reader who is the offspring of Trigon? (Ravens Dad)

I've had a lot of fun writing the Tamaran headcanons, exploring how the TF One bots would react to someone with alien abilities and a powerful lineage. But adding in the dark magic and demonic heritage of Trigon? That takes things to a whole new level! "I can already imagine the mix of awe, fear, and curiosity they’d have—especially with how controlled (or not) the Reader is over their powers. Hope you enjoy these headcanons!

Transformers One x GN Demonic Reader Headcanons

Sentinel Prime

Sentinel first encounters you when his Cybertronian communications detected an anomaly within their very own planet, a strange ship crash-landing outside Iacon's borders.

Gathering his elite guards, expecting some kind of rouge invader within the old wreckage, which was cloaked in some kind of mystical energy- something that Cybertronian technology struggled to analyze.

But instead, he finds you- a hooded, quiet figure meditating within the ruins of your vessel. Barely reacting to the Prime's approach, only your glowing eyes flickering up at him. (A gaze that secretly unsettles him)

How your power radiates from your very presence, an unnatural, eerie force that Sentinel clearly didn't trust. His authoricating voice sent demands at you, his suspicion raising as you remained quiet. Only simply answering, "I am not your enemy."

Sentinel would be deeply conflicted about his attraction to you.

He obviously values logic, strength, and Cybertronian supremacy, and you're none of those things—an outsider, a being of magic, something he cannot categorize or control.

He’d deny his feelings at first, trying to keep his interactions purely diplomatic. But something about you intrigues him—your silent confidence, your ability to read his emotions before he even speaks.

The relationship would be tension-filled—arguments disguised as 'debates,' standing too close, eyes lingering too long. Eventually, his obsession wins out, and he gives in to the forbidden attraction.

He doesn’t fully understand your powers, and that frustrates him.

Despite himself, he enjoys the way you keep him on edge—how you challenge him, see past his arrogance, and forcing him to question himself.

The first time you use your dark energy, Sentinel instinctively raises his shield, bracing for impact. If you levitated debris, he’d bark, “What kind of sorcery is this?!” He would also try to rationalize your abilities as a form of science. (But deep down, it unsettles him.) His tactical mind would see the advantage of such abilities, though he’d never admit it.

Your relationship would be a constant push and pull—Sentinel struggling to maintain control, while you remain unshaken by his authority.

Starscream

Starscream finds you unconscious, drifting in space just outside of Cybertron's orbit, after escaping from an attack from your homeworld.

Initially, at first glance he thinks you're some lost, pathetic organic. Tempted to leave you to your fate- but it was something about the energy radiating from you made him hesitate. Bringing you to his hideout to the far outskirts of Iacon, among the rest of the High Guard that Sentinel Prime labeled as 'traitors'. Starscream studies you, couldn't help but be fascinated by the dark aura surrounding you.

When you waken, you immediately use your abilities to retrain him. Forcing the Seeker onto his knees, bounding his arms behind his back. Your calm voice only giving him one warning, "don't try anything."

Starscream simply laughs off your warning, gazing at you with his usual unbothered and cocky bravado. But secretly... he's shaken- not just by your power, but by how calm and composed you are, despite the situation.

Starscream adores the mystery that surrounds you.

He’s constantly trying to pry information out of you, wanting to know what you are, how your powers work, and what you fear.

At first, he sees you as a tool, someone with immense power he can manipulate to his advantage.

But over time, he becomes genuinely attached, fascinated by your calm, no-nonsense attitude—so different from his own dramatic nature.

The first time you'd levitates objects, his wings snap back in shock If you created portals or shields, he’d reel back in awe. Unlike Sentinel, Starscream wouldn’t fear your powers—he would be excited by them. “Such raw potential… if I had such power, I would have ruled Cybertron long ago…”

He would constantly test your limits, baiting you into displays of strength, trying to see if there’s a weakness.

He secretly tries to impress you, despite you already stating that you're never phased by his boasting. That infuriates him… and makes him more obsessed.

He’d be clingy in secret, never admitting how much he craves your presence.

Whenever you touch him gently, even just brushing his wing, Starscream's processor can't help but short-circuit a little. Causing a low purr to escape from his engine, (which certainly wasn't him enjoying your touch or anything.)

The relationship would be volatile yet deeply magnetic—filled with sarcastic banter, stolen moments, and Starscream’s desperate need to continuously prove himself to you.

B-127

While exploring Cybertron's wastelands, (you can't expect this mech to never secretly adventure to the surface, after experiencing it.) his scanners starts detecting an unknown energy signature, heading deeper into the ruins of Cybertron's forgotten past. Bee's optics widen, as he sees you simply levitating in deep meditation.

Of course, Bee couldn't contain his excitement and curiosity. Immediately rapidly asking a million questions, despite you answering with short and simple explanations. Bee somehow found comfort in your gentle, yet monotone voice.

He’d be adorably persistent, trying his best to make you open up about your powers, how they work and where you've came from. The first time you lift something with telekinesis, he gasps dramatically. “That. Was. Awesome! Do it again!” Bee wouldn't be scared at all—mainly excited and curious. He’d probably ask too many questions—“How does it work? Do you get tired? Can you lift me?”

Your friendship would be built on patience—you teaching him about meditative practices, while he taught you about Cybertronian culture. (At least his personal favourites of Cybertronian culture.)

Bee would always try to make you laugh, even when you insists you doesn’t need humor. But when you do actually laugh at one of his jokes, he freezes, then immediately melts into a happy mess.

The first time you touch his faceplates out of affection, his systems heat so hard that his optics flicker.

Your soft and intimate moments would be him offering you small trinkets, showing you his favorite spots on Cybertron, and playing music or singing something for you whenever you seemed stressed.

Your first kiss would be awkward but sweet—B-127 wouldn't quite understand of what to do, but would certainly be eager to try again and again.

Orion Pax

Peering through the many shelves within The Achieves, Orion spots you searching for information on civilizations. At first, he assumed you were just another scholar, but as he slowly approaches his optics widen once realizating you wasn't Cybertronian. Of course he's startled yet... intrigued.

Orion gives you a warm smile once your gazes met. "Are you... looking for something in particular? If so, I'm happy to help if you require some assistance. I'm Orion Pax, by the way."

You return his smile, hugging a book. And before you knew it, the pair of you spent hours discussing the intersection of history and mysticism.

You enjoyed Orion's thoughtful nature, while he couldn't help but be fascinated by your ancient knowledge and cryptic insights.

Orion would fall for your intellect before developing an emotional bond—drawn to your wisdom and unshakable presence. And when you use your abilities in front of him for the first time he's both awed and analytical.

*Your abilities... they defy all known science." Yet instead of fear, Orion would see the moment as a potential for knowledge and coexistence.

Romance would be a gentle and deeply emotional bond, built on trust and shared knowledge.

Orion would write to you as often as he could—letters filled with poetry and reflections on your conversations.

You'd both take care of the slow-burn relationship, you both may be hesitant to act on on your feelings until one quiet moment changes everything—a brush of hands, a long gaze, an unspoken understanding. The first time you touch his spark casing, Orion couldn't help from but shudder—not from fear, but from the overwhelming depth of your connection.

D16

You were originally a prisoner, Sentinel Prime accused you of being a threat against Cybertron and it's people (since you saw through his lies and refused to bow to his whim), and that your unknown powers was 'proof' of the dangers you could bring. D16 first lays optics on you as he tries to fix one of Orion's messes.

For a moment, D16 just sees you as another victim of oppression and decides to free you, expecting you to join his cause of freeing Iacon from Sentinel's rule.

"Unlike you, I am not a 'wanna-be' solider. My goal is to merely survive till I escape this strange planet." You coldly spoke, giving him a brief thankful gaze before leaving.

He can't help but frustrated- you're clearly a powerful being, someone who possesses the strength crush anyone with a wave of your hand, and yet you remaned... neutral? This would cause D16 to constantly challenge you, trying to understand you.

The first time you use your abilities, D16 watches intently, analyzing everything you can do in major detail. He wouldn't be scared nor see you as a tool, but someone who's quiet strength and wisdom should be greatly respected.

He would be intensely protective, claiming he doesn’t care, but always secretly ensuring your safety.

The arguments would be deep, philosophical debates about war, peace, and fate.

When you touch his faceplates softly, he tenses—unused to such gentle affection. A passionate, almost dangerous romance would ensure, a connection of raw and electric, built on mutual respect and challenges. D16 would never say "I love you", but you'd see his actions scream it—standing in front of you in battle, ensuring you never feel trapped.

[transformersxreader]

TFONE Yandere Sentinel Prime x Reader

Here’s a sneak peek on what I’m working on

Base on this reference 👇

I saw @melh1art use this reference and wanted use it too

Hope y’all doing well 🙌

[magicalbunbun]

Sorry for not posting so much Now, hope you forgive me :]

Some y/n prime memes and small show in the lore.