#transformer X reader

[n-kumiku]

[Trepan x human] I never seen that someone draw Trepan/human art, so I will do it first :0

[lightloominous]

3am yearning hours

[jinuaei]

https://www.tumblr.com/jinuaei/783169963638882304/hi-henlo-consider-yandere-tarn-vs-yandere?source=share

This kind of reminds me of those POV ASMR videos. Imagine the top ASMRs being "Y/N comforts you after a rough day", "Y/N gives you a check up", "High quality ASMR Y/N gives you a shine". And for the naughty sites: " Bratty devotee gets dominated by Y/N (radom ahh tags)", "Hiding in the closet with Y/N and trying to be quiet". (I can't think of anymore TwT) Bonus: The owner of the account is Y/N all along, making shanix because they are not paid enough.

CRYINGG You don't even have to be good at voice acting, your normal speaking voice is already enough to get a bot going. OH your voice is so recognizable at that point that you have fans outside the LL. Your job as a liaison becomes harder due to the bots you are talking to suddenly realizing the voice they've been listening to is a cute human and couldn't help but keep touching you so affectionately, akin to a pet.

Luckily Tarn is there to stop the bot from advancing anymore, glaring at them to not get close to you. Though it is your job to talk to cybertronians, it's hard when all they want to do is request you to say random sentences into their audials.

Perhaps you could use Tarn as your speaker, whispering into his audials your questions and answers. Though it's rather hard to hear the bot's responses when Tarn's engine keeps roaring over them and his frame shaking and twitching.

[quirekey]

Hi can I request for B-127 and femme s/o who have a same vibes of Jessica and Roger Rabbit.

This is a cute one, especially with the vibes!!

[ BUMBLEBEE ] x [ FEM!READER ]

[ bumblebee x cybertronian!female!reader ]

[ based on TFONE after Megatron leaves ]

- The dynamic is almost immediate you can point out when you look at the two of you. You are a tall, muscular looking femme. You definitely look fit for a mech more than a femme. Then you got Bumblebee, a somewhat chubby looking mech that is purely round. It looked like a girlboss x twink type of dynamic!

- Bumblebee definitely loves being touched, cuddled and carried by you! You are one hella strong femme and he adores that so much. He makes it obvious that he wants you to give him so much love. He always brings his arms up and opens and closes his hand, indicating that he wants what he calls ‘uppies’.

- Bumblebee is capable of being independent, like, very. He is a part of the government so of course he can be independent, he just likes being helpless! Acting like he always needs to be saved by you when something happens. It may get annoying but it is definitely cute.

- You are the type of person to wax and wash very often. You love your looks, how deceivingly good you looked compared to others femmes. You weren’t the type of person to be complimenting yourself but you do enjoy your self-appreciation, Bumblebee only helps more. He showers you with compliments and speeches on how cool you are. He’s always affirming your actions and is always by your side, even if it is your fault.

- Bumblebee can be pretty whiny when you don’t give him what you want. You usually tend to spoil him quite a bit, but it does get tiring at times. Sometimes you may go out too much and recharge for too long and Bumblebee will start crying and whining, wanting you to pay attention. It’s adorable so you just have to give in.

- When you do give in, he becomes extremely lovesick and flustered when you start hugging and complimenting him. You do adore him and Bumblebee can’t help but love you; worship you with his spark.

- You prefer to give him many small kisses all over his face-plate, thank Primus you cybertronians don’t wear lipstick or it would be messy! Bumblebee gets extremely flustered and would giggle, but mostly also be embarrassed.

- PDA? YES! Bumblebee really loves to show you off like you are the matrix of leadership. He would go around, force you to carry him bridal style and go around Cybertron. He’d stick his tongue out because they don’t get to have you, bragging all about how cool you really are. You are definitely hesitant but oblige.

- When you guys go on dates, Bumblebee is usually the one to set it up. He would try his hardest to make the date look fancy, romantic and special just for the both of you. The date usually ends up turning into a fun time to rant to each other, listening to fun music and playing around. You both never took dates or romance too seriously, it was just the thought and time you guys gave each other that really mattered between the two of you.

- You are definitely a slow romantic and Bumblebee is a fast romantic! You wanna take things slow, experience everything and realise that every single action and word you guys say to each other goes down so deep that it plants just a small piece of affection and love in both of your sparks. Bumblebee just wants to take things fast and go immediately to the fun and lovey dovey stuff! Though you both have different opinions, you both are somehow able to adjust, you guys are so silly :3

[cherryteapink]

A little selfie

Starscream x human

Barely holding back from laughing, you held your phone with the camera pointed at Starscream who was reading something in the datapad with displeasure, Starscream's camera showed stupid dog ears and tongue. Oh, these are those special effects. Starscream raised the optics seeing your stupid expression and dimples on your cheeks, that you were about to laugh - "frag, y/n, you're starting again.."

You made an innocent smile and showed the photo - "but, Starscream, look at yourself, how cute you look in the photos.." - to which the seeker leaned down to your level looking at the tiny phone and snorted, his wings went up, showing his displeasure - "I'm some kind of idiot with these ears, I'm Starscream, I always have to look perfect.. First, you don't know how to take photos, and second, look how a real master does it.." - Starscream said this with a certain boastful tone, taking the datapad and pointing the camera at yourself and making a royal pose, you looked with interest at what the result would be. Looking at the photo, Starscream showed his proud nature, a cheeky smile, a majestic posture, you whistled appreciatively - "wow, you're so majestic here.." - these words of the Decepticon's ego rose even more, speaking in an arrogant tone - "well, of course, although your stupid photo must also have a certain place, although it is not as perfect as mine..." - to which the seeker stroked your head digit and winked. An idea came to your head - "maybe we can take a couple selfie? Please.." - you gave a puppy dog ​​look - "I'll unhook later so as not to disturb you while you work.."

Starscream snorted, but taking the datapad and picking you up with a servo, grumbling - "this is the first and last time.. Yes, now smile.." - pressing you to his cheekplate, you smiled happily, the datapad camera flashed, taking a photo, to which the seeker showed the photo - "happy? And now finally don't distract me from work.."

[elect1z]

..."Together in another universe"..

Megatron!Variants x Femme/Mech!Reader

Summary: Asking your beloved sparkmate a question..

Includes.. TFA, TFP, TFES

TFA!Megatron

Sounds of the keyboards clicking echo the base with Megatron's fingers pressing each key precisely at a fast pace. The others have gone to complete the task that Megatron has given to them, leaving you both alone in the Decepticon's base. Maybe he wanted some time alone with you because he didn't task you with anything. How sweet of him. It's too bad that he also has some work to do. Out of boredom, you hugged his sides while he was typing, making him flinch at the sudden touch, but he quickly relaxed his body. You snuggled his body after a few minutes before you asked a question that had been in your mind for a while. "Megs..?" "Yes, my dear?" he answered, his eyes still focused on the screen. "Do you think we're together in every universe..?" Then, he stopped typing and looked at you with concerned eyes. "Is there something wrong?" His voice is filled with concern, and yet his face stays calm. "N-No, no, Nothing's wrong, it's just.. been stuck in my head for a while.." He just stood there, looking at the screen, thinking about the question. After a while, he finally answered. "Well, I can't think of another universe where I'm not with my beloved [Y/N]. So, I believe we are together in every universe." And with that, he leaned in and gave you a light kiss.

TFP!Megatron

It was late at night at the Autobots' base. The children were away at home, and the bots were in their own hab suite, recharging. You are the only one who is still awake, trying to sneak out of the base. Ratchet was still up doing his work; he was so focused that he didn't even realize you were there, too sleepy to notice. Then you try to quietly open the door and drive away from the base. You drove to the location that you had asked him to meet, it was quite far, but far enough from the base and the ship. After you arrive at the location, you see the warlord himself sitting on the sandy hills, waiting for you. You waved and sat beside him, smiling at each other. You guys talk for a few minutes before you ask him a question. "Hey! Do you think we're together in every universe?" Megatron looked at you with a confused look, seeing this, you quickly reassure him. "I-I'm just curious! Plus, it's been in my mind for a while." He chuckled and thought for a minute, staring at the night sky. You just sit there awkwardly as he answers your question. "I believe that we are bound to be together, that primus has sealed our fate. So, my dear sparkmate.. we are, and it pains me to see a universe without you." You held your face, which was heating up. It was sweet, indeed. But you both couldn't see what's coming in the future...

TFES!Megatron

In the forest, there was a particular mech who was sitting at the edge of a cliff with a blue flower in his hand as he watched Witwicky under the moonlight. You came and sat beside him, smiling dearly. He looked at you with a smile that quickly turned into a frown as he stared at the flower. Your see-through body reflected the light of the moon, looking up at the moon, as you admire its beauty. Then you ask him a question you've been trying to ask: "Do you think we're together in every universe?" You asked with a soft smile while your transparent hand held his. He looked at you for a while and then back at the scenery and the flower in his hand. After a minute, he finally answered. "..I sure hope not...If I can't keep you safe from myself, then how am I supposed to believe my alternate self would do better..?" He stared at the flower longingly in his hand, and the flower emitted a soft light on its petals. You looked at him with a sad expression, and hugged him from his sides. Your transparent body feels odd against his; your body is cold, but somehow he could feel the warmth from you hugging him. A tear was shed, as he remembered the times when you both were together and happy... Before.. before the incident.. As you were consoling him, you spoke softly. "It wasn't your fault.." And the night lasted until the sun rose.

A/N: Sorry for the mediocre writing. I'm still learning :(

[xaythefreak]

GIGGLE MANIACLY. MY FROWNY PROWLER IS GETTING NOTICED

Ahem. Yandere Prowl always calling lialison because he miss them so much and want to be close to them by using excuse that he was just calling to check on them(he call three times a day and everyone on board tryna sabotage his call all the time). EXTREMELY jealous of everyone on Lost Light.

Dont let him know that there's literally two criminals on board or he would LOST it and fly a ship to Lost Light himself to get lialiso himself.

(Ps. What if...the Constructicons are in it with Prowl too? 😏💥)

PROWL PROWL PROWWWLLL MY FROWNY EVER <3

I truly believe in my heart of hearts that Prowl would only know that his little human is on the Lost Light,,, if the human snuck on the ship without his permission IHSBGISBFVHUIJ

no bc IMAGINE, he plans all this work to sabotage Rodimus' plan on the Lost Light, putting Overlord as prisioner on the ship, thinking that everything is going according his plan until the com from Swerve that basically say "hey bitches were not dead" and the human is just like "oh I'm here too" and Prowl is just like "SHIT. WHAT. WHAT THE FUCK. NO."

cue Prowl constantly calling your com to try and persuade you to come back and you're just like "no <3" and he's just suffering, come back baby he misses you 🥺

[t-a-a-1]

The Misfortunes of Honor

Summary: While being under Megatron’s mind control, Optimus was obliged to interface with you. An act he wished he had done in more complimentary circumstances. Although Optimus loves you, the aftermath of the act made the two of you become distant, making you wonder if it's time to leave Prime’s side.

A/N: 2k words. Angst, suggestive content, fluff, after glow, sexy stuff, etc.

It was too late when he came to his senses.

Although he was able to break free from Megatron’s mind control, his honor had already been tainted. Not like it was ever pure. There was too much energon on his servos to say otherwise and hypocrisy did not become him. 

But you? 

He had made many mistakes. Many of them are unforgivable. This is one of them. 

Optimus can’t look at you. Too much shame and embarrassment, yet he has to hold you in his servos. You had told him that you were hurt and unable to walk. He can tell by  the bruises in your body that you were telling the truth. Not like he didn’t believe you in the first place but they served as a reminder of the horrible acts he had committed. 

It’s not like he didn’t want to do it. In fact, he had dreamt of becoming one with you many, many times before. He craved and yearned for the day he would confess his undying love for you. 

Megatron had taken that from him. Now, he can no longer fantasize about that day. Nor longer think what your first time with him could’ve been. He is unworthy of it. Of you. Although the act had already happened … he refuses to remember such an act. Primal. Without an ounce of love in it. 

“Did it hurt?”

Optimus asks you as he enters his private quarters. No one in the hangar dared to interrupt the two of you. After tonight’s event, it was obvious that the two of you needed time alone. 

“At first but I got used to it after a while,” you say as he places you on the elevated floor where you are able to see him face to faceplate. 

You weren’t a stranger to Optimus' room. He had even put a coach for you to be comfortable. In exchange you put some flowers around and made the place look more lively. 

“(Y/N), I – I don’t know how I could ever ask you to forgive me.”

“You don’t have to. You were under Megatron’s mind control,” you have difficulty looking at his optics. Everytime you look at them, you are reminded of how much craving they had a few hours ago.  “It was the only choice.”

“Did you … Find it pleasurable?” He is usually good with words. But all sense of reason is lost whenever he talks to you. His speech becomes sparkling-like.   “Since it was your first time interfacing and well, I am unable to remember much. I just wanted to make sure it wasn’t too painful for you.”

“I am not sure I can describe it. It was rough and fierce but also passionate and I think a part of you was trying to be gentle. As much as you could.”

In a conversation you two had before, you had confessed that you had never interfaced with a human before. Although you were a healthy and attractive adult individual, you found it difficult to connect with others in such a way. It wasn’t that you didn’t have opportunities before but you were uninterested or scared of the act. 

Optimus began to wonder … If you didn’t want to do it with a human, would you even want to have intimacy with a Cybertronian? He feels like an idiot. You must find him repulsive. Unattractive. A monster. Even more now that he had taken something so precious to you.

“I have tainted your honor and I would like to take responsibility if you wish me to,”

“You tainted nothing,” you crossed your arms in front of your chest. “Optimus, not having sex or having sex doesn’t make you a better or worse person.” 

Your heart was beating too fast, almost coming out of your chest. Hoping that Optimus won’t notice it, you grab on to your arms tightly, it will probably leave marks.

“I am glad that it was with you,” you say as Optimus distances from you, walking around the elevated floor but not too far. “Even if it was in strange circumstances. I am fine, really.”

“But I am not fine with it,” he raises his voice. Although he is trying his best to show sanity, the more he remembers the act, the more his vexation. “All of this time. Ever since I met you, all I wanted was to have a bond with you. A genuine, pure connection and Megatron took that from me. He took my home, my friends, my life and he took you.”

There wasn’t a lot of light in his private quarters. Just the light emitting from his large data-screen. His optics were also a beautiful source of illumination. Most of the time they would be comforting but his evident anger made you question yourself.

“Optimus, is ok, really,” you remember his face plate during the act. He looked almost animalistic, unable to get enough but he looked to be enjoying himself. But now you questioned it. Maybe it was your imagination playing tricks.  “Unless … Did you find our interfacing … repulsive?”

“By Primus, no,” Optimus walks back towards you, for a moment he regrets speaking without any concerns about your feelings. “It’s just that I wished we had done so in more favorable terms.”

“Favorable terms?”

“In circumstances more worthy of you,” as he spoke, his processor began to put pictures in his mind. Of all the times he fantasized about you and him. Finally together with a peaceful life. Enjoying the beauty of a tranquil Earth and a rebuilt Cybertron. He thought of the many sparklings he would have and how they would look. Their names, both human and Cybertronian. And you of course,you next to him for as long as the universe allows you to.

 “In perfect conditions, we would have interfaced after concluding the Conjunx Ritus. Then we could had spark-bonded and I would have made you mine each night after that.”

Optimus took a moment to look at you, clear confusion on your face.

“Hypothetically speaking of course,” he quickly corrected himself.  “Only if there were mutual feelings.”

“And how do you feel?” you ask him. “About me?”

His spark was beating at a frequency unknown to him. But his spark and processor were not connected by the same circuit. What his spark wanted to say could not be pronounced and his processor spoke what little sanity he had while talking to you. 

“I think … You are … adequate?”

“I see,” His words offended you and you abruptly turned around, showing your back to him.  “I am sorry I can’t be better for you. Kinda stupid on my side to believe I could ever be.”

“No,no, that’s not what I mean. I–”

His words had come to a stop as he noticed a blue liquid. Such liquid ran down from your skirt, making its way down your right leg. 

Optimus had filled you with his transmission fluid, you felt the warm liquid run down your thigh. You touch it with your fingers only to confirm your suspicions. 

“Is it possible for a human and a Cybertronian to have a child?”

“I pray to Primus that’s the case.”

“What?”

Wanting to make sure you heard right, you turn to look at him. 

“I mean, I am not certain but if that would be the case then I’ll take full responsibility. I’ll take you as my Conjunx Endura and raise our sparkling together,” he hoped his voice didn’t sound too provoking,, he didn’t scare you with his excitement. 

“If that’s what you wish, of course.”

A few seconds of silence passed in which all Optimus’s processor could think of  were begging words.

“Say yes, say yes, say yes. Please. Please.”

On the other hand, you weren’t entirely sure what he meant as he used vocabulary unknown to you. You were also more concentrated on looking for something to clean yourself with. 

“I don’t know, I-”

“What is a Conjunx Endura? What if it means pet?”

“Only in the case you are with a sparkling! I wouldn’t dare to think of spending an eternity with you otherwise.”

He lies, that’s actually the only thing he thinks about. 

“Alright, Prime, you already said you find me disgusting. You don’t have to put any more salt on the wound.”

“Salt? What wound?”

It was frustrating to you, thinking he is cute when he blinks like that.As much as you would like to be angry with him for the continuous insulting. 

“Whatever. Look, everything is fine. I’ll be fine. I am tired. My body is pretty beat up so I think I’ll go rest now,” you look down at your bare legs. Still, the fluids slowly make their way down.  Feeling swollen and full, you knew you had to take a bath and clean yourself up. “Thank you for the experience, Prime. It was very significant.” 

Walking slowly, you made your way to the stairs. He didn’t want to let the conversation end like this. He panics at the bare thought of you being displeased and him being the cause of it. 

“I am sorry,” he stops you and gets your full attention. “It’s just that whenever I am in your presence, my processor seems to stop working.”

“... Am I that bad?”

Moving his helm from side to side, he can’t find words. He is usually eloquent and well spoken but all his being short-circuits. He can’t do it. As much as his spark begs him to confess, he rationally tells him to do otherwise. 

“No, it’s just—”

“Optimus, we have an issue.”

It was Ratchet’s voice, calling him through his Comm-Link. He ex-vents, he presses the button close to his helm and speaks loudly.

“I’ll be there soon.”

He doesn’t know how to make you stay. The more he looks at you, the more he is silent. His pedes are almost giving up. 

Optimus takes a closer look at you. Your breathing had changed, it has become slower. A few sweat drops run down from your face, your clothes were wrinkled. He is surprised he didn’t tear them off your body before. And your hair was a bit of a mess.

Your lips were red and swollen, probably too tired of kissing his dermas. To say you were intoxicating was an understatement as your smell combined with his had become his favorite aroma. 

He curses the gods … He can’t remember much but just flashbacks. Optimus wonders if he was able to make you moan his name, our of pleasure, out of pure ecstasy and bliss–

“Don’t you have to go?”

You break his trance. 

“I’ll be back,” he says. “Please make yourself comfortable.”

“I’ll try.”

He walks away. Unknown to you, he began to fantasize again. Praying to Primus of the impossible. With the small hope that when he comes back, he will find you on his berth. Ready to be taken by him once again.

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A/N: Sorry for any grammar and spelling mistakes. And for being unable to tag you :( I tried to write this to the best of my possibilities since I didn’t understand much of the prompt. Still, I am very thankful to anon for giving me my first story request! Inbox are always open for any ideas <3

Sorry if this isn’t exactly what you expected but I am new to the Transformer fandom so I am still not comfortable enough writing smut since I don’t think I know much of the lore and terminology for it. 

Also!

I want to state that I don’t write p0rn. But I do write erotica which is a more artistic way to write s3x. So don’t expect me to write hard core stuff, it’s just not really on my brand. Not saying one is better than the other, btw. It’s just a writing preference. BUT I can definitely write hotter stuff if needed lol. 

Anyways, thank you so much for the rest and the support! I am very thankful for every comment, like and reblog. 

See you y'all in the next story!

-taa1

[revelboo]

Revel- Revel, please, my bank account can’t, I’ve ordered too many little guys- Where am I even gonna put them all?! 🤣 Happy holidays, hun, and take care!!! If it wouldn’t be too much to ask, I’d love a little more Ironhide or IDW Bee if you’d be willing to spare some!!! Much love!!! ♥️

They don’t take up any space- and I just saw the new ones not released in the U.S. yet. They’re even smaller 😆 I may have bought a box…

Last Night Pt 7

IDW Bumblebee x Reader

• Glancing at where you’re wrapped in a blanket on a counter watching Ratchet work on him, he resists the urge to joke about you worrying over him. To tease, because you’re obviously not in the mood. That look on your face when you’d seen he was hurt had shook him. He’d known you were slowly starting to open up to him despite being unhappy about the circumstances, but he hadn’t thought you’d really cared. Hadn’t dared hope. “You’re going to have to take the whole arm off, huh? Can you please beat him with it when you do,” you say and as his head turn’s in surprise, your eyes are dead serious, but you’re smiling. Teasing him now that you’re sure the danger is over and his spark warms.

• “I ought to lock him in alt mode for a week,” Ratchet mutters. “For being careless.” Hear Bumblebee’s weak ‘hey, now’ of protest as his head turns sideways to stare at you. Making you uncomfortably aware of the way he’s smiling at you. Like he’s happy to be in Medbay getting poked and prodded. Because you’re there. Not sure how you feel about the warmth spreading through you at that stupid grin, you pointedly ignore him in favor of watching Ratchet work. So maybe he’s growing on you. So what? You’re still here against your will. Even if it’s not his fault.

• “You love me, admit it. You were worried,” he teases since you’d started it. Grinning when you scoff at him, looking everywhere but at him and he knows he’s right. That anger of yours at the situation no longer aimed right at him. Accepting that it wasn’t his fault, that he’d been trying to help. There’s still guilt about trapping you in the Ark, there probably always will be, but he likes it better when you’re not actively blaming him.

• Love? Yeah, right. “I was only worried they might stick me with someone worse if you die on me.” Because in all honesty, he’s not so bad. It’s not like anyone you’d dated in the past was ever half so attentive unless they wanted something. Since sex is so far off the table to be laughable between your species even if he had the necessary parts, it’s hard to keep your guard up. Having decided he’s just lonely and he likes having you about. Having someone to talk to. And you might like talking to him, his optimism wearing you down.

• “You care. You like having me around.” Grinning when your face flushes and you shake your head in denial, too flustered and embarrassed to come up with a retort. And teasing you? Watching you get aggravated with him, but not truly angry? It’s nice. Being on the smaller side means getting forgotten or left out sometimes among the Autobots. Knows that and fully intends to make sure that it doesn’t happen to you even if he gets on your nerves. Because he likes having you beside him and can’t help reaching after you even if he’s getting on your nerves.

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[valveplugconfessions]

I TRULY believe that TFA Sentinel would be a god at eating pussy. like imagine fem!reader pressed against his smug ass grin, clit against his ridiculously huge chin as he laps her sopping cunt hmgngkf…. Muttering dirty, smug sentences into folds as he takes her apart with tongue…..

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[wigglermansblog]

Scraplets Situation

The LL crew got another Scraplet situation and you are the only 'organic' life form on the ship has to take care of the problem.

It's a similar situation where you use your pet cat to get rid of a roach/spider from your room.

But there's a twist—

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Megatron : Everyone it seems that we have another Scraplet invasion in one of our ship's engines.

Ultra Magnus : We have to take precautions on how to handle situations and we don't want any bot to—

Rodimus : Fear not— I have a great plan!

Prowl : Don't tell me you're going to run into the engine room again...

Megatron : I...have a bad feeling about this....

Rodimus : *brings out Y/n*

Prowl : Rodimus... don't... you dare...

Rodimus : >:)

Prowl : Put. the. human. down 👇 😡

Y/n : Please, help me, I don't want to be part of this—I DON'T WANT TO DIE!

Rodimus : GO GET EM! *yeets tha human into the engine room and locks the door*

Tailgate : Um...Rodimus, aren't they a cyborg? I don't think that's a really great idea...since...you know?

Rodimus : hahaha......ooh...oops... 🫣

Y/n : Rods! Rodd! Roddie! RODIMUS?! Let me out! LEMME OUT!!!!

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[ Extra ]

At Swerve's

Y/n, is gloomy and sulking on the table :

Swerve, feeling concerned : This is your 20th round of Dr. Pepper, are you okay?

Y/n : I don't taste good...

Swerve : Huh? Wdym you don't taste— WOAH!

Y/n, drags Swerve down to their level : I don't taste GOOD to the SCRAPLETS ( ಥ⁠╭⁠╮⁠ಥ)

Swerve : 👁️👄👁️?

Y/n : THEY FOUND ME SO DISGUSTING, TO A POINT THAT THEY LEFT THE SHIP!!!! *ugly crying*

Swerve : What did you do to a point they left?!

Y/n : HOW SHOULD I KNOW?!

Author, suddenly appears : Cuz you're so cringe down to the core.

Y/n : HEY! YOU SHOULDN'T BE HERE! 🫵😡

Swerve, look up at the ceiling: Who are you talking to?

[lightloominous]

hand practice stuff

[kell-5]

"Chess"

Disclaimer: possible errors, possible deviation from canon, possible dissimilarity of character, gender-neutral reader, slightly spicy script

Address: you, yours, yours

Character: Wing x Cybertronian reader

"Oh, you, Wing!" You exclaimed, not pleased.

"What's a little one? You have to be careful," Wing replied with a smile on his faceplate.

You and Wing were playing the Cybertronian equivalent of chess. And Wing was winning against you, his face had a naturally calm smile, and you were a little pouty, since this was the third or fourth time he had beaten you.

It was your turn to go. You thought, and then you went. And as a result, he took all your last chess pieces.

"AGHHHHHH!!!" You groaned, grabbing your steering wheel.

"Well, how is that, huh?!" you were not pleased that you had played again.

Wing just chuckled quietly, admiring your reaction. He was fighting you with a slightly infatuated look, you've been a Conjunx Endura for a while now, he doesn't regret that you're a couple at all, he likes your outbursts of anger, when you lose you look really cute.

"Calm down, it's just a game," Wing said calmly.

"Can we play again?" He added

You looked at him with a not-so-satisfied look.

"I see you're already tired, okay, then we'll play again next time," he said with the same calm smile, he started to put together chess, like here .. you pinned him to the ground with a quick movement, you hung over him with an angry face, your servo wires were on both sides of his steering wheel.

"Hey, what happened, little one?" Wing asked, he was shocked at first but quickly came to his senses and now with that calm smile he looks at you again.

And you looked at him dissatisfiedly.

"Tell me how you manage to win all the time??" You asked him.

"I just know where you're going in the morning" Wing answered just as calmly.

You exhaled to calm down and were about to get mad at him, but he pulled you to him and kissed you sweetly on your lips, it was a sweet kiss and soothing. But unfortunately he didn't share it for long, after the kiss you completely calmed down.

"Hmm .... Wing.."

"M? What's up, babe?"

You leaned in to take another kiss, but he dodged which angered you again, and Wing on the contrary cheered up a little. You sharply grabbed Wing on both sides of his steering wheel with your servos and kissed him.

"Why were you dodging?" You asked still holding Wing.

"I like looking at your frowning faceplate, and I also like looking at you....when you..." With a sharp movement, you had already switched roles, you were lying under him, and his servos held your servos near your steering wheel.

"..when you're under me" you received another kiss from Wing, but this time it was more passionate and hotter. One of his servos left yours and began to trace every curve and protrusion, his servo reached your thigh, he lifted your leg a little so that it was thrown over his waist.

After the passionate kiss, you looked at him with your loving optics.

"I love you, little one"

"And I love you too"

"Maybe we should move our little game to a more private place, huh?" Wing smiled a little more cheekily.

"You know...I don't mind," you replied, placing your free servo wire on Wing's shoulder

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(I had stories with Wing, I need a little more Wing, I decided to try something a little newer, it turned out not bad)

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I'll say a few words, it was passionate and very hot. You are especially very pleased with Wing's work.

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(I had stories with Wing, I need a little more Wing, I decided to try something a little newer, it turned out not bad. Maybe someday he'll create another script with Wing)

(English not my native language)

[rungssparemodelpieces]

Dating the Lost Light crew

Megatron

* It takes a lot of convincing to get Megatron to date you, throwing every excuse he could to convince you, or rather himself, that he wasn’t even close to the best option and yet you persisted and he had to give you that, finally relenting though not without some hesitations. To date him posed a lot of risks, not only to your safety as an ex-warlord has many, MANY enemies, but your standing in society and friends, and you were willing to risk it all for him? He felt like he didn’t deserve this, like he didn’t deserve you, but maybe this was just another step on his road to redemption, to feel loved and feel worthy of it.

* Megatron and you have planned out our relationship as to not alert anyone on the Light Lost or anywhere else. Professional during the day but in the berth behind closed doors, you could be as loving towards him as you’d like. Though the arrangement made him feel better about keeping you safe, there were some downsides to the arrangement. For you, it was the want to be affectionate; to hold his hand, kiss him helm, to tell him you loved him, and you couldn’t do that outside of the berth. For him, he couldn’t stay by your side when out, which caused some bots to see you as available and wouldn’t take no for an answer. If he stepped in, Megatron’s actions could be seen as suspicious but for the most part, you’ve been able to get your way out of those situations by either sneaking away or getting Magnus involved. Megatron might have alerted him to the inappropriate behavior though

* Speaking of affection, Megatron isn’t the most affectionate bot in general. In fact, you could say he was opposed to it but it’s more complicated than that. During the war, he was more focused on his cause and efforts towards total victory than his own personal needs but never received it as much either. Frag, he’s even admitted he’d never been hugged before! He’s slow with showing affection but you have a lot of patience and love to give him which he appreciates. It starts simply with grazes of his servos, hand holding, and helm presses with most initiated by you but over time, he bridges that effort and will return the small gestures in turn.

* If you define his love language, it would be words of affirmation. Megatron uses his words, especially his writing, to convey his emotions to you. Whether it be a simple haiku to tell you how much he loves you or a something more elaborate to describe the little things you did like the way you did on your work, your gaze focused and intense, or what he loves about you such as your kindness and your humor. He’ll share some of these with you but others he’ll keep to himself, especially if their a little more spicy or personal. Perhaps he will when the time is right? On the other hand, you’ve tried to come up with your own poetry in order to flirt with him which started out rather… poorly but Megs is willing to teach you the style and form to help you improve. Some of these sessions though end up becoming endurance rounds for how much you can flirt, tease, and praise him before he ends the session by one means or another…

* Of course some bots had to know like Ravage, given how close he is to Megatron, but others either got suspicious or tried to unravel the depths of your relationship. Rodimus speculated for a long time something was up but couldn’t quite catch you in the act. Rodimus would tell Ultra Magnus something was up but Magnus would bring up a logical explanation for your interactions which was starting to drive Rodimus a little mad.

* Whether the relationship is exposed on purpose or on accident, the shock is not as bad as initially thought though Rodimus will gloat for a long time that he knew from the very beginning and Ultra Magnus does give a short speech regarding policies on dating coworkers but overall, the reception of the news was well taken, albeit with some teasing and jokes made at your expense.

* Being an older bot, you do nag him on taking better care of himself. Millions of years and his previous professions have left some aches and pain in his frame and joints that he keeps delaying taking care of but being together, you make sure Megatron actually does take care of himself or else you force him to due it, either by his or your hand. If you’re an older bot/human, you try to include him to your routines on your own self maintenance and it creates a nice bonding experience for the both of you.

* You’ve perfected the art of mimicking Megatron’s disappointed and frustrated faces though more unintentional than mocking. Being around him as long as you have, you picked up his gestures when he gets upset with his fellow co-captain. If Megs is not on the bridge and needs to convey his disappointment, you take the mantle and let Rodimus know how his co-captain feels. Even when he’s there, Rodimus ends up getting a doubled up look of disapproval.

NSFW

* Megatron does have some experience in the berth though it has been a while since he’s been intimate with someone. He takes it slowly with you, but there are moments where his needs outweigh the pace he set for himself and he just needs a good frag. Just because he’s an old mech doesn’t mean he down and out! He’s rather awkward with aftercare due to his previously mentioned affection issues but he does get better with time, rubbing your back or letting you rest against him while you catch your breath.

* If you are human, he would prefer to use his holoform as to not hurt you while making love. but you can sweet talk him into interfacing all natural. Can be on top or bottom but gets a certain thrill watching you ride him with either you setting the pace or if he needs to take control, can take a hold of your sides and pick up speed along with the snap of his hips, becoming more of a vessel for his spike to fill up completely.

[cdnonymous]

Hi again @muletia! Maybe you didn’t.. see my first part of this but it’s fine really you probably didn’t see it… or maybe you don’t care… ANYWAY HERE’S PArt 2 of Silence is Stronger than Words!

Part 1

- 💿 anon ^v^

~1500 words

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Silence is Stronger than Words

Yesterday… The merman I gloriously call Megatron… laid his helm on my lap… for the entire afternoon. Heck he even let me carefully stroke his buckhead.. and he had the audacity to growl at me when I stopped. My legs are sore for obvious reasons, my arms are tired, and it’s now nighttime, yes you heard me correctly, it’s. Fucking. Nighttime.

At least he’s sleeping right now, or that’s what he wants me to think, because as soon as I stop stroking he opens his scarlet eyes and glares at me, as if silently ordering me to continue. If I don’t want to become fish food… I’d better continue “comforting” him right? Even if my eyelids are as heavy as at least 20 anvils, even if I feel like my legs are only mere phantoms now from how ungodly long his heavy ass laid on me for… I need to stay with him, I don’t really have any choice anyway.

At least there are a few.. good sides, if I dare say, from being stuck with him. For example, I learned that mermen can purr… like cats, and it’s comforting despite everything. His “purrs” are more like the rumble of a car’s engine, humming satisfyingly in the dead of a rural night… and damn it’s hard to stay awake with this soothing sound going nonstop through your whole tiny body. I also learned that they like to be petted, well at least he likes it… when he’s in the mood for them obviously.

A small shift in his position made me come out of my boredom’s thoughts, he changed his grip on my shoulders, making it less strict, but still firm. I sighed, still lazily stroking his silver-scaled helm, I looked up at the stars, which were visible from my perspective. They reminded me of why I bought the cabin in the first place; because I wanted to relax, to be myself, to not be judged by anybody. I wanted to stay calm in the weird solace that solitude generously gave me each time she accompanied me.

After thinking about it, meeting that merman, no… Megatron was maybe something that was meant to happen. This cabin hadn’t been bought for years, it was on the market for almost 5 years when I first stumbled upon it. Which means that Megatron was probably alone as well, from what I observed he was completely alone in this lagoon, the only one of his species inside the Shy Lake. He probably yearned for company, which may be the reason why I was stuck under his helm for so long. Maybe he needs someone that cares about him, or someone who he can care for?

Someone to love?

Why was I thinking about love? He’s a merman, would we even be compatible? Besides I’m just making assumptions, maybe he is just clingy on the inside, cold on the outside? Maybe I’m overthinking things again. This was supposed to be a vacation—

My train of noisy thoughts was abruptly interrupted by another, almost annoyed grumble coming from Megatron’s sharp maw. I continued to gently stroke his helm again, but he stopped me, pinning my hand to the rock we were both lying on at this point. I didn’t even have the time to say “what now?” To him before his head was back closer to my own face, shutting my own mouth pretty quickly. His crimson irises pierced through me like arrows, despite this I almost saw a hint of… worry?

Why would he worry about me? I’m nothing to him, just a mere fleshy woman who can’t even dare look back at him, maybe even a snack for later if I let my pessimistic mind wander far enough. He’s a titan compared to my toothpick build, his fangs alone could rip my throat off, his strength could tear me in as many pieces as he wants… but he’s not doing anything of this sort. In fact he has the same expression from before he pinned me to this back crushing rock; he’s conflicted… or he might again be feigning it like last time.

That’s when I see them for real this time, his teeth, his full rows of limb-ripping fangs. Is he.. smirking? No, is it my sleep deprivation? It must be.. what is he trying to do? Is he actually going to eat me? I thought I was being pessimistic earlier. I didn't mean it! My eyes widened slightly as he showed them to me, his biting power probably more powerful than a piranha’s.

And me reacting to this was probably the worst mistake I've ever made.

He leans closer to me, his hands keeping me from squirming too much, I have to admit it; I’m scared now. I want to get the hell out of here, but even if I tried, or even if he wasn’t restraining me, I’d probably be frozen in place. Like a stupid deer in headlights, I’d be stuck and die as a coward, awaiting my fate with hesitant open arms. I look terrified, and I don’t want to think that he likes it, not wanting to jinx it again. I silently but shakily breathe, I’m not the type to tremble when afraid, in fact it’s quite the opposite, I’m frozen like an ice block.

A low, barely reassuring purr is heard from Megatron as he’s now dangerously close to my left shoulder. I didn’t even want to look at him anymore, and by reflex my eyes shut by themselves, letting me meet my fate in darkness. I didn’t faint, I’m a coward but my heart is strong enough to bear it anyway, instead I looked away while pressing my eyes closed. I waited, despite not fearing death, I didn’t really want to meet it that way… but I didn’t have a choice anyway now did I?

Then… I felt it… I felt his teeth on my skin, but they weren’t piercing it, ripping it apart like in the gruesome way I anticipated it, they were… marking it. They were pressuring on my skin just enough for me to not be hurt, but just enough to be carved in my shoulder. I gasped audibly when he “bit” me, maybe I was overreacting a bit, but still… I thought I was going to die here. He didn’t even flinch when I gasped, in fact he didn’t even seem to notice or care in the first place, until I felt his fangs slowly moving away from my shoulder… and he pulled away, abruptly letting go of his grip on my arms.

I immediately sat upright, breathing heavily, the adrenaline still very present and flowing rapidly in my veins. My right hand on my chest, trying to calm my heart down, my other hand keeping me from falling from the rock as my legs were still numb. I breathed in and out, trying to regain a decent composure, which was surprisingly fast. My curiosity got the better of me and my right hand went from my chest to my left shoulder, where Megatron bit me. I wanted to know if he actually left a deep mark, if it would take a while before it healed. There was no blood, just red dots for every single one of the teeth that touched me.

I looked at him, shook by all of this, not knowing what to say, but I doubt that “saying” anything would do much right now. He stared back at me with smugness, a pure “haha look what I did to you~” expression, he seemed proud, proud that he bit me, as if it was an accomplishment. As if giving me a “love bite” or something was completely normal despite the fact that I’m human and he’s not? As I was now the one being conflicted, he returned into the water as if nothing happened, and conveniently enough, my legs got their nerves back. I got onto both my legs, picked up my sketchbook and pencil… then I stopped.

Why did I stop? I don’t know, I just did… and I looked back, Megatron was still in the water, only his upper bust was visible again, his ruby eyes reflecting on the lagoon’s wavy surface. I could see his smirk from where I was despite the darkness.

— I’ll… I’ll come back tomorrow… I finally mustered after my throat was so dry from all the heavy breathing I recently had to do.

He stayed silent of course, and I simply walked back to my cabin, the darkness surrounding me felt right, even if I felt his stare on my back. I sighed as I heard the familiar creaks of the porch under my feet, I opened my door, closed it behind me, and did everything I usually did before going to bed. Except this time, except for thinking about my plan for tomorrow…

I remembered that axolotls bite their mates when courting… and now I can’t help but feel my face become hotter…

Don’t ask why… because I won’t answer… I prefer demonstrations over explanations.

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OMG IT’S 11 PM I’M GOING TO WORK TOMORROW- anyway I hope my sleep deprived ass fed you well ^v^

I’ll make part 3 if @muletia notices

[water-petal]

Tarn nation i present a new brainrot.

slasher! humanformer! tarn

slasher! humanformer! tarn

slasher! humanformer! tarn

slasher! humanformer! tarn

imagine tarn as a slasher like when y/n is just vibing she gets a call and we hear him say, "tell me darling? what's your favorite scary movie?"

heck if it's ghostface, tarn and overlord can be the duo or kaon and tarn.

slasher aside

he can work as pyramid head too, especially if it's humanformer au.