#transformers Kickback

[xthechaozx]

day in the life of one of these weirds lookings things

[jei-rifni]

Insecticon art dump lolz

(OH YEAH ALSO THE FIRST ONE IS A DTIYS EMTREY FOR @ / collisionxcha0s :D )

[elili0000]

yes Insecticon valveplug comic,pls enjoy the meal

here

[rabotimagines]

Do you have more Insecticons?

"Instinct" GN BOT Reader x The Insecticons

Summary: The Insecticons trying to seduce reader while reader doesn't know what the hell is happening.

G1 Characters: The Insecticons, Sideswipes here too (you flirt with each other a little too but casually.)

Genre/Theme: Insecticons failing to seduce Reader.

Pronouns: You, Your, Yours, Their, Them, They

Notes: Autobot Reader! Referencing G1 episodes at the start. Part 2 of this.

You really should've known better. Really, you should have.

After someone let it slip, you knew how to make those energon goodies. The Insecticons wound up kidnapping you. Which half of It you don't even remember because of the mind control shell and the orders they gave you. But it was a day and a half for your friends to get you back from them.

Then they kidnapped you a second time when they were hopped up on that stuff that made them grow a few size classes. Oh yeah, that one ended with Shrapnel exploding because, of course, it did.

So you really should know better.

But the invasive plant fiasco happened, and you got to watch the insecticons clone army get absolutely devoured by those plants. And you were the only one watching what was the original Insecticons freaking out and desperately trying to free Kickback from the clutches of one of said plants.

You should be relieved they were gonna get eaten. It would make your jobs guarding earth a lot easier.

But looking at them panic and Kickback begging, and frankly, it actually looked like he was a nanoklick from bursting into tears. Kinda just- eh, what was the human phrase Carly used to describe that guy she had that encounter with? A pathetic bastard? Yeah, that sounds right. They looked like such pathetic bastards that you couldn't help feeling sorry for them.

You cared way too much in general.

But that's primarily why you were an Autobot and not a Decepticon.

With a sigh, you ran over and promptly slammed your pede onto the vines latched around Kickbacks leg. The plant sensing you close latched another vine out and wrapped it around your arm. You only pressed down harder on the one you were stepping on. And Bombshell and Shrapnel managed to yank Kickback free of the plants' vice grip.

They barely looked your way before booking it away from the killer plants grasp and up into the sky.

Honestly, you really did care too much. You shot Blaster a message to come your way to free you when another vine shot out to wrap around your thigh. The two limbs slowly begun to drag you closer to the main bulb of the plant.

At least these things only ate Insecticons.

-

You were stuck on patrol with Sideswipe during a slow shift. The klicks crawling by agonizingly slow. After the sixth round of your patrol route with absolutely nothing of note happening, you'd opted to take a quick break.

You were both in your root modes, and Sideswipe had moved next to the tree you were already leaning against. You arched an optic ridge at him silently, wondering what he was doing at the tree you'd already claimed as your own.

He mimicked a yawn- like the humans would do, and stretched his arms high and- his arm went over your pauldron. Sideswipe then dragged you a bit closer to his frame, and you could only level him with a blank expression.

"What? It's not like we're doing nothin' could be doing... something." Sideswipe exaggeratedly waggled his optic ridge and made the most ridiculous expression, so you knew he wasn't being serious. "Something fun maybeeee?" He nearly leaned his entire frame weight onto you, and you would've fallen if you didn't make sure to hold him up. This slagger.

Though despite your mild annoyance, your derma quirked upwards. Because two could play this game after all.

Instead of pushing Sideswipe away or breaking away like you assume he was expecting, you only leaned further against him. Your servo moved to trace the dip of his Autobot symbol. You met his gaze and arched an optic brow. And you asked if Sideswipe really thought he could handle you.

Amusement curled in your frame when Sideswipe's optics brightened a touch.

And before you could shove him away and tell him to get real, a shout made you both jump away from each other.

"Autobot!" Bombshell appeared out of the shrubbery in his alt mode. You both automatically reached for your weapons, but Bombshell kept talking. "I challenge you to a duel! No blasters, only frames!" Bombshell announced while staring right at Sideswipe.

Sideswipe thought on it for only half a nano-klick before grinning. "You're on bug boy!" You could only sigh over the response. Of course, the fight junky would take it up with no questions asked.

Which is how you end up standing on the side, watching them both circle one another like a pair of territorial turbofoxes. You'd found a dirt patch in the trees, and it was where they'd started brawling. Sideswipe lundged first and after a big scuffle ended up on Bombshell's back. Bombshell rightfully started bucking and swinging to get Sideswipe off of him. You try to cheer Sideswipe on telling him not to make the Autobots look bad and to keep it together.

But eventually, Sideswipe loses his grip he had on Bombshell's back and gets bucked off. Then Bombshell rushed him, and you half assumed Sideswipe was about to get impaled right in front of you. Only Sideswipe dodged, making Bombshell's horn scrap underneath Sideswipe's frame instead of directly stabbing him.

Bombshell then launched Sideswipe off his horn with a vengeance.

You watched Sideswipe sail into a tree and land in the dirt with a loud crash of branches and metal.

"Yes! Victory is mine!" Bombshell announced aloud and actually started shuffling like he was celebrating his win.

You call out and ask Sideswipe if he's okay.

"Yeah! Kinda scuffed but I'm fine."

Another shout makes you jolt and you turn to see Shrapnel's alt mode jump out of the shrubbery this time into the dirt clearing. But he's got his gaze set right on Bombshell instead of you or Sideswipe.

Shrapnel advanced towards Bombshell "Mine! Mine-!" He repeated aloud.

"No! Not yours! Mine!" Bombshell snapped back, his plating ruffling and shaking in anger. And just like that, they started circling each other like Sideswipe and Bombshell had.

What the pit were they even fighting over? The win?

They charged each other, and after a quick scuffle, Shrapnel managed to grab Bombshell with his big mandibles. Shrapnel whipped around and threw Bombshell against a tree. The wood cracked, and the tree fell with a load crash. "I won! I won-!" Shrapnel quickly started celebrating.

But Bombshell didn't stay down, and he came back via rushing Shrapnel through the bushes. His horn slamming Shrapnel right in the side and sending his alt mode skidding against the ground. Shrapnel hissed, and Bombshell actually growled back at him. Seriously, what are they fighting over!? Shrapnel then let loose a discharge of his electricity, and just like that, you dived to join Sideswipe in the shrubbery.

You both decided to ditch the two of them to start making your way back to the patrol route, while you spit balled ideas on what all that was between each other. Only not too long after you started going, did you start hearing- something.

It almost sounded like- Powerglide trying to take off? Like metal spinning fast and precise. You stared at one another before electing to follow through with your patrol and investigate it.

You ended up tracking the noise together through the woods until you got closer and closer. And eventually you ended up close enough to see a frame in the woods clinging on a tree. You could see- purple and gray- oh Primus, it's Kickback.

And Kickback was? Was he making the sound? You focused your optics and could make out his alt mode legs drumming against his own wings. The reverberated noise you'd been hearing was the drumming sound of very quick metal on metal touches.

You stepped on a branch, and the sound immediately cut out. Kickback glanced your way, and you both tensed.

Only he started drumming the sound up on his wings once more while making optic contact with you in his alt mode. You cycled your optics and continued to stare astonished at the display.

A loud crash made you all snap your attention towards Shrapnel and Bombshell, who both tumbled into your area in a mess of angry bug limbs. Bombshell forced Shrapnel's helm to the side when he pushed him down, and Shrapnel let loose another discharge of his electricity. It engulfed the area making you jerk back. The burning prickles of it ghosted along your frame. Kickback yelling in pain told you he was not as fortunate as you two were.

As soon as the wave of electricity stopped, Bombshell dropped to his side and had to make an effort to get back up again. Shrapnel rose only for Kickback to descend on both of them with a vengeance. It turned into an all-out scrap between the three of them, climbing and swiping and kicking and- a shot of stray electricity nearly hit Sideswipe in the helm. You both looked at each other and turned on a pede and quickly made your way back towards your route and away from the Insecticons apparent madness.

You'd take your boring patrol shift over this any day of the week.

-

"Hold it!" Bombshell snapped, putting a leg each on Shrapnel and Kickbacks helms pushing their alt modes closer to the ground. "Where are they?" At the question, they both glanced left and right and realized like he did that you were gone.

They all broke away from one another to transform back into root mode and start cursing.

"Slagger! Slagger-! That Autobot took off with them- with them-!" Shrapnel angerly clenched his mandibles and stood up. Glancing around seeing if there was any sign for which direction you'd taken off in.

"You two ruined my show! They were interested even!" Kickback pushed Shrapnel and pointed at Bombshell. "They were focusing right on me, and you ruined it!" Kickback swung back and smashed a rock to bits with his pede, sending broken rock flying into the air. His antennas twitched, and his plating quivered in his own displeasure.

"Whatever! Whatever-! Like they'd actually go with you! You-!" Shrapnel glared at Kickback, and Kickback hissed back at him with a sneer.

"Be quiet, both of you!" Bombshell snapped and shoved them both away from one another. "Clearly, we need to re plan our seduction strategy." Kickback and Shrapnel huffed but didn't argue. "We needed that failure to remind us we aren't just trying to be their mate. We've got the entirety of the Autobots to compete with."

They couldn't argue with Bombshell on it because it was true. They were going to be fighting all the Autobots for your attention. While they were busy fighting each other, that red Autobot easily swiped you away from them.

"We'll need to work together to make them our mate." Bombshell turned and started making his way towards a clearing in the trees. "So no more fighting over them between us until we make them ours. Got it?"

"Sounds like a plan- plan-!" Shrapnel followed after Bombshell.

"Fine- the Autobots won't know what hit them when they choose us." Kickback trailed after the both of them smiling as he imagined the scene.

"We'll make them ours soon enough." With that, they all transformed back into alt mode and took to the skies. Keeping their optics open for a familiar sight of your color of paint.

[rinovarka]

Entry 3 of my “Characters with Food” series: The Insecticons, digging into Dirt Pie 🪲🦗🐞🥧

Was debating between Balinese Black Rice Pudding and Dirt Pie, buuut the latter won out in the end with the gummy works. I think it was a cute idea :] I think its cute how Shrapnel, Bombshell, and Kickback almost always are seen sticking together.

Did you know Dirt Pie was first advertised as Prehistoric Pudding, with gummy dinosaurs? So where are the dinosaurs.. dinosaur robots.. dinobots, if you will? Well….

[indragonsaur]

Transformers: Cybertron chronicles: Kickback

Name: Kickback

Gender: Male Species: Cybertronian Status: Online Faction: Decepticons (Insecticons)

Alt-Mode: Grasshopper Voice actor: Troy Baker - Kickback from Transformers: Fall of Cybertron

[hypnohatter]

what if the insecticons were the marketable plushes mochi bots

close ups

[infinitealpacas700]

I love these stupid bugs way too much

[robotshowtunes]

In grasshopper mode, Kickback can kick a hole through a ¼ inch of solid steel. In both modes, he can fly at a maximum speed of 30 mph for approximately 100 miles.

Comic book speed lines from pngTree

[driver270]

Working On A Holiday Monday Be Like... 🤖☕️

[whos-scared-of-the-djd]

My bb boy

[thegoldesoul]

Doodles of @drill-teeth-art humanformer designs for the Insecticons I had done a couple days ago

(Wow this took a lot to post, I am very intimidated by cool people. I hope you like them, Rumble 😁)

[revelboo]

Hi Revel, I just got another Kickback figure today and I was wondering if you'd be able to write something for Kickback and reader getting to spend some alone time together while the other bug husbands are away?

Sure! 🔞 Mass displaced mech 🌶️ DubC0n

Persuasion

Kickback x Reader

• Watching his brothers leave to hunt, Kickback turns his attention back to you and you draw your legs up against yourself, frowning. And he’s missing out on hunting, on the delight of devouring still living prey because you need to be watched. Because Bombshell doesn’t trust you not to run again and truthfully, he can’t blame his brother. Knows if you’re weren’t fully bonded to them, Bombshell would have eaten you for that. Given up on claiming a queen. Expression growing wary when he approaches, he crouches, thighs spread slightly so he’s caging you in your corner without actually touching you. Knowing that you know you’re prey to his predator. “You hurt Bombshell’s feelings,” he says, lacing his words with worry. “Mine, too.”

• Skin prickling with a flush of goosebumps even as his soft words make you want to apologize, you hesitate. Wanting to appease him, beg him to forgive you as your racing heart calms. And his clawed servos catch your chin, tipping your head up. He’s doing something, know it even as something whispers through you that everything’s okay. “Sorry,” you mumble as his other hand wraps around your upper arm and tugs you into his warmth. Part of you wanting to bolt, smelling him. Musk, blood, and rot as your mind recoils and you feel drugged. Lazy and complacent. Different from the aphrodisiac is their saliva.

• “Don’t run away again, little morsel,” he croons, chirping softly and you relax into him. Hears your confused ‘Why would I run away?’ And his voice, his ability to make others want to believe him, to trust him, isn’t as strong as Bombshell’s mind control, but it’s enough. Letting him coax you, soothe away the fear and uncertainty. “You wouldn’t. You’re right where you belong with us.”

• There’s a distant uneasiness you can’t quite get ahold of as Kickback lifts you to straddle his thighs and you brush your mouth against his jaw, his neck. Trying to figure out why he’d said not to run. You’re home, so why would you run? Sharp servos tip your chin up as his mouth slides against yours, glossa stealing inside and heat blooms inside you at the taste of him. Moving restlessly against him, he eases back to sit and you push impatiently against him until he lays back with a chuckle. That thought snags at you again, a loose string your mind can’t help but pluck at. Why would you want to leave? This is yours. He’s yours. You’re so warm, you feel like liquid need and when he releases his spike, you shift over him, pushing back and feeling him slowly stretching you. You’re their queen, you don’t want to be anywhere but right here. And his clawed hands slide up your sides, worshipping you with his touch.

• “Don’t worry, little queen,” he croons, chin tucked against himself to watch you lift up and ease down on his spike. Beginning to ride him in urgent movements, pupils dilated. He’d pushed for a human mate on a whim, wanted a loving, little queen. Someone to hold who needed them. Something more than the endless hunger, the itch to hunt to occupy him and his brothers. “All’s well,” he growls, lacing the words with persuasion and you want to believe him. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to convince you at all. Hands skimming up your sides as you bounce on him, head thrown back and feeling the frantic thrum of your heart against his palm, you shatter with a cry and he grips your hips. Driving up into you in urgent thrusts until he’s overloading with a hiss to fill you. And pulling you down to lay on top of him, his chin brushing the top of your head. Feeling the warmth of you, the scent of you almost making him drool. His little, prey queen. If not for the full bond, you’d be far too tempting, a morsel to devour instead of his precious, soft mate. “Nothing’s wrong. We’re happy, aren’t we?” And you murmur an agreement as his servos tunnel into your hair. “You love your mates, don’t you?”

[notthatpublic]

stuffs

[2cupsart]

he dropped his energon :(

[deepfriedhopesanddreams]

Another Bumblebee prime?!