#transformers bayverse x reader

[botboots]

promise [optimus x reader]

was thinking about this scene and honestly just really wanted some comfort stuff (even though this is mostly based around angst whoops) - based in DOTM before the invasion of chicago and the bots "leave"

warnings: hurt/comfort, dotm spoilers word count: 883 (GN reader) continued under the cut

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“Make it short. We’re loading up.”

Bumblebee nods, giving a silent ‘thank you’ to the Prime before heading towards his charge to say his goodbyes. Optimus walks back towards the ship, and there you stand - waiting for him under the platform. His spark suddenly feels much heavier in his chassis at the sight of you, the feeling of defeat within you is obvious. He kneels to lower his servo to the ground, and you solemnly climb into it. The leader carries you around the back of the ship, hidden from the view of the others.

Once he sits down, he guides his servo so that you’re able to climb onto his shoulder plating. You settle near his helm, leaning your own head against the warm metal as your mind spins, listening to the beat of his spark as he listened to your breath. Both of you were content to sit in eachothers company in silence, latching onto the last few minutes you had and milking it dry to the bone. Yes, you were content – but neither of you were anywhere near satisfied.

“It’s not fair.” He can sense the pain in your whisper of a voice, already strained as you struggle to keep your composure - a balancing act on a taut and frayed wire, ready to snap and drop you at any moment. The comfort that only Optimus can give washes over you, desperation melded into his reassurance.

“Yes, I know, but we have no control over it.” He speaks quietly, the low rumble of his voice keeping you in the moment. Keeping you grounded with him. “I will always be with you no matter the circumstance – you know that, right?” Your throat tightens at that. All you give is a broken hum of agreement, pressing yourself further into the crevice between his shoulder plates and neck cabling, as if everything would just stop if you only hid deep enough.

He feels you trembling, hears your sniffles and stuttered breathing. He washes his E.M. field over you once more, wrapping you in its heavy blanket of warmth, love, and reassurance. He can’t rely on his own words right now. It would likely only make things harder.

When someone calls for Optimus, the both of you tense. He sighs. You know it's time. He brings his servo up to his shoulder. You stare at it, stomach churning into knots as you tentatively step onto it, as if it was your first time ever interacting with him. His servo shifts, and you turn to look at his face, drinking in every detail you can - committing every paint chip, scratch, and seam to memory. You’re already choking up again at the slightest hint of a thought that you wouldn’t see him again. With shaky hands, you place them on either side of his helm – or at least try to – and he watches, bright blue optics holding something back, but you know not to ask.

“I love you.” You speak. He brings his other servo up to place a digit, with the utmost gentleness and care of any being in the universe, next to your head. Pressing one of your hands against it, you repress the urge to beg him once more to stay – to say that you could make them reconsider, to make them realize how wrong this was and how they were handing Earth over without a fuss, leaving them all to the mercy of the Decepticons. But you had already tried, and he refused to make matters with your governments worse by going directly against their wishes after they had provided the Autobots with a home for so long. A home which was about to be destroyed by its species’ own stupidity.

He nudges you, pulling you from your own mind. The fear in your eyes is clear as day to your partner, and it makes him feel all the more guilty. Though he still couldn’t tell you. No matter how much it hurt the both of you, it was for your and the rest of your planets’ sake.

“Everything will be alright, my spark.” He soothes. It at least settles your nerves; his voice having always acting as a sort of beacon for you when everything was too overwhelming.

“Optimus.” Ratchet’s voice has his comms crackle to life, “We are leaving in one hour, we need you up here.”

You watch as he returns the call, letting him know that he would join them in a moment. Once he closes the line, all he needs to do is look back at you and you’re tearing up. For his sake – and your own – you swallow it down, forcing you to compose yourself. This was it, and he didn’t need you sobbing like a child in his servos as his last memory of you before he left Earth.

“I’ll miss you.” You say, a gentle smile working its way onto your face as you rub a stray tear from your cheek, “Well, more than miss you, but you know I’m shitty with words.” He returns the smile, lifting you closer to nudge his helm against your head. The gesture made you melt, bumping your forehead against his with a soft laugh.

“We will see eachother again.” He promises.

“I’m gonna hold you to that, Prime.”

[imauthicktic]

I’m in the works of stuff but need motivation 🤪 might post some of my incorrect quotes too

[inferno-0]

| IRONHIDE X Human!Reader? |

➤ Ironhide is just stubborn

➤ People are primitive creatures. Such a phrase always pops out of Mecha's vocolizer when mentioning human culture and people in general. Cruel, having no idea of morality, constantly destroying what they fear. No other simple solutions, only the study and extraction of all the sources of life until the victim himself begins to fear them. They are so small, but they lead a lifestyle like parasites in a foreign body. Crawling, crawling through all the cracks that are possible on the way. Creepy. If you were bigger, almost on par with them, then he would not even dare to set foot on this planet if he already knew what you were creating. I would never do that.

But still, he is here, in front of you.

The uniqueness of your species might have surprised Ironhide. Despite the opinion that the Bot has in relation to people, the Bot can sometimes be interested in your natural phenomenon. Cybertron never thought that you were human, you could twist your limbs so flexibly at an angle that was unnatural for him. He was used to bots turning the manipulator and the rest of their frame, thanks to the gears and good movements of the mechanisms, but he could never believe that your thin threads inside all the organs could twist a lot there. Ironhide is really amazed. But despite this, all the character that people present bring him out.

It is quite difficult to convince the Autobot otherwise, especially after your "kind" decided to do terrible things to Bumblebee. Ironhide is a rude person, he does not give him any privilege of communicating with people, although he adheres to this so-called "code". Part of its CPU is certainly excited to find out what else you can do, but the rest prefers to stand its ground. He could do this forever until you made your argument in the direction of his planet and inhabitants as well. The rage he showed you was remembered for a long time.

But you were not a bad person, you listened attentively to everything dissatisfied and partially agreed. It's just that the words that you received have already gotten out of control and you have already had to defend your people, citing someone else's as an example.

Destroy your planet because of political inequality? Not to share power?

Not to be able to join the front ranks? Because of this? You've been straining your fists for so long when you haven't got an answer. The irritation of the different kinds looked terrible. Someone else's huge cannon could shoot at any minute, one more extra word and only ashes will remain of you.

You don't know how long it will take for Ironhide to finally believe in your words.

[bird-in-the-space]

Bayverse Version

A drive back home becomes a deadly disaster as the Decepticons attack and come after you and Emily. In the heat of a moment, you give your life to save Emily. The Allspark fragment in your necklace activates and brings you back from the dead.

(Author note: I've been checking Bayverse stuff and had an idea, so I decided to make a Bayverse version of how reader became a transformer.)

Warnings: the Decepticons being a warning themself, the car getting tossed off a bridge, falling, being inside a spinning car, description of injuries, death of a character (you), angst, violence, coming back to life, and losing consciousness.

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Watching the passing blurs of buildings and people, you leaned against the window while Emily drove through the busy street. The sounds of rain echo outside, hitting the roof of your friend’s car and causing beads of water to run down the car window. Your mind was pretty absent. You two were just returning from a graduation party and Emily wanted to drive you home in her new car. Not having the heart to refuse her, you accepted her offer and enjoyed the peaceful silence in the car. 

Usually, you would rather walk and stay away from the busy roads. You didn’t often trust people behind the wheel. However, you had enough trust in Emily to drive you both safely home. She wasn’t an idiot like most people you knew who had a car. 

“A busy night today,” Emily broke the silence. 

You hummed in agreement. There were more cars and people than usual. Maybe something special was happening. 

“You know, you could spend the night at my place tonight,” Emily said as the wipers on her windshield cleaned away the rainwater. 

“It would save a lot of trouble,” she added. 

“I would, but I promised my dad I would be home tonight,” you replied. “He had been more protective and antsy lately,” you said, thinking about him and his insistence for you to come home right after the party. 

“He’s just worried, and maybe he wants to hold onto you a bit longer. You are now eighteen. You are no longer his little girl,” Emily teased with an affectionate grin. 

You released a chuckle but then thought about his worry. “I don’t think it's that. He had been more skeptical about letting me and mom be on the road. It’s like he’s expecting us to suddenly die in a car crash or something,” you explained with a frown. 

“Well, road incidents have been on the rise lately. I think that’s a good reason to be worried about your family,” Emily said. 

“I don’t know. Even Mr. Lennox told us to be careful when we left,” you mentioned your neighbor, who worked in the military with your father. The two were good friends and you sometimes helped Mrs. Lennox with their newborn daughter. 

You touched the stone in your necklace, feeling the strange carvings on its smoothened surface. You glanced at it when you felt the familiar small vibrations coming from it. The stone was actually made from cold metal and released odd tingles when you touched it with your fingers. It was weird, but oddly soothing. 

Emily had a similar necklace. It was a gift from her dad after he found the strange piece of metal in his stuff and decided to make two necklaces from it. She gifted the other to you as a graduation gift and as a token of your friendship. 

It was cheesy, but you didn’t dare to reject her gift. 

“Maybe it’s the rumored alien robots,” Emily grinned. 

“The ones that attacked New York City?” you questioned. 

“Yeah,” 

“Come on, Em. That’s a bit much,” you groaned. 

“Oh, come on, you don’t still believe it? Even if it wasn’t the robots, something did attack,” she exclaimed. 

“Could have been terrorists, and maybe the government did not want people to panic by telling them that there are ‘alien’ robots,” you said skeptically. “Remember that my dad and Mr. Lennox were there, and they said nothing about alien robots,” you added. 

“But that would be so interesting though,” Emily said, causing you to roll your eyes. 

“Like the idea of the aliens being giant robots, that would break the usual stereotype of them being these little green men,” she stated. 

You then frowned when you two arrived at an intersection with a huge line of cars and military vehicles. The soldiers were guiding the cars toward a different road, away from the center of the city. 

“What is going on?” Emily questioned as you followed the evacuation line. 

You tried to think of possible reasons. It was clear the soldiers were trying to evacuate or keep the people away from something. Was there a danger? Was there an incoming terrorist attack? A bomb threat? 

When Emily drove closer to the soldiers, you saw a familiar face among them. You push down the window button to pull down the window. 

“Mr. Lennox!” you yelled to your neighbor. 

Mr. Lennox turned toward you.

He said something to his men before running toward you and Emily. 

“You girls need to get out of here,” he said. 

“What’s going on?” Emily asked. 

“I can’t tell you right now. All I can say is that dangerous people are hiding in the city right now. Drive to the east bridge where you will be safe. We will handle this soon enough,” he explained, then glanced at Emily’s necklace, or in better words, the stone in her necklace. He had a frown on his face when he saw it.  

“Okay, stay safe,” Emily said as she drove through the line, to the street where all the other cars went. 

You felt weirded out by his look. What was so special about Emily’s necklace that got him frowning like that? Did he know something about the stone? 

“I hope those dangerous people get found soon,” Emily stated. 

“I hope so too…” you uttered, unaware of the real danger. 

While letting the other soldiers evacuate civilian cars from danger, Lennox stood with his men as they received a radio message. 

“Alright, the east of the city has been secured. What are we looking for?” he asked through the radio. 

“There are three active Decepticon signals in the city. We suspect the cons are after the possible Allspark fragments when we picked up their radiation readings there some time ago,” the operator answered. 

“Any hint where we might find those Allspark fragments?” Lennox asked. 

“Hold on…” the operator said and he heard the clicking of computers. “That’s strange,” 

“What? What’s strange?” Lennox asked. 

“Those fragments appeared again and it seems you passed them moments ago. They are headed toward the east bridge,” they explained.

Lennox felt his blood run cold. His memory returned to you and your friend, and the necklace around her neck. He first thought it was just a stone that looked similar to the Allspark fragments, but it was the fragment itself. He then remembers you wearing the same one. 

“We need to go quickly to the east bridge. I know where those fragments are!” he exclaimed. 

You were waiting in the car as the line on the bridge was not progressing anywhere. The sounds of angry people yelling and car horns mixed in the air, causing you to have a mild headache. You released a groan, feeling the stone between your fingers again. You thought people would be more focused on getting out of the military’s way since there was an actual danger, but this was going nowhere. 

Emily was eating some Pop-Tarts she had in her car. You two had been waiting for a fair thirty minutes, moving nowhere. 

You released another exaggerated breath, slumping against the car seat. You were usually very patient, but this time, you wanted nothing more than to get to your house and sleep on your bed. 

Emily looked at you and then extended the Pop-Tarts box to you. “Pop-Tarts?” she asked. 

“Yeah…” you grabbed one Pop-Tart from the box. 

You then felt the car shake and heard a distant sound. 

“Wow, what was that?” Emily asked when you felt another shake. 

You then felt the stone in your necklace vibrate and release a strange high-pitched sound. Looking down, you saw the markings on the stone glow with blue light. 

“Hey… I’m not imagining this right?” you pointed at your necklace. 

“No…” Emily said as her necklace was doing the same thing. 

You looked at each other with confusion. There was then what sounded like an explosion, causing the car to shake and the stones to vibrate even more. It was like they were sensing something big coming toward you. 

You then saw what looked like a flaming ball coming toward you. 

“What is that?” you asked. 

A flaming car then landed right in front of you, crushing the car below it. You both jumped back against your seats. 

“Oh, fuck!” you yelled as you both stared at the flaming car in shock and horror. Your mind began screaming with questions and what the hell just happened. 

What the fuck?! 

You then saw people running on the road, screaming in terror. They were running back toward the way you came from and you then heard what could only be described as a roar. 

“Emily! Don’t!” you said, when she opened the door and stepped out for a moment. 

Emily stood up to see what the people were running from. She then saw what seemed to be a giant robot, roaring and destroying the cars on its path. She quickly jumped back in when the robot approached her and you.

“Get down!” she threw herself over your body. You screamed when you saw the giant and when it struck its clawed giant arm against Emily’s car. 

The force of the hit ripped open the driver’s side and it was enough to send the whole car over the bridge’s guard rail, plummeting toward the hill below. 

You and Emily screamed as the whole car rolled over the hill. You held her tightly so she would not be thrown out from the momentum. You also covered her as best as you could from the hits the tumbling caused. 

The car then rolled back on its wheels, crashing into another railing. It stopped the car from crashing into the warehouses below, but now you were hanging from the hill’s edge. 

“What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?” you repeated. Your hands and face were cold from the fear and shock. You still held onto Emily with a shaking grip. Bruises littered across your skin and blood was running from the side of your head after hitting it against the cracked car window. 

“(Name)! We need to get out of this car!” Emily exclaimed, holding onto your face and making you look at her in the eyes. 

Panic was still causing you to shake and nearly go into hysteria, but you managed to get back to your senses when you saw a large shard impeded on her leg. 

“Em… You're hurt,” you pointed at the shard. 

“Don’t worry about it now. We need to get to safety first, okay?” she asked. 

“Okay,” you shakingly nodded. 

Emily groaned as she pulled herself back into the driver’s seat. The shard on her leg was a bad one and her jeans were drenched in her blood. You were not able to stop looking at it and imagine how much pain she was in right now. 

“Come on. Take off your seatbelt! “ she said, snapping you back to reality and attempting to free yourself from the seatbelt.

After you freed yourself, you noticed your necklace lying across the dashboard. You grabbed it but after you took it, it started glowing again. You then froze what you saw in front of you. 

“Em….” you quivered in fear when you saw another one of those robots, standing in front of the car, staring down at you with glowing red eyes.  

You and Emily sat frozen against your seats like one wrong move would tip the robot off. But then you noticed its eyes on your necklace. 

Shakingly, you moved your necklace slightly to the left and the robot’s eyes followed. You did the same to the right and its eyes did not falter. It became clear to you. That thing was after your necklace. 

“Oh, shit!” you exclaimed. 

“(Name)!” Emily yelled when the robot pulled back its arm, intending to punch the car. 

At that moment, you did not think about anything else but Emily. You pushed her out of the car, right when the robot’s fist collided with her vehicle and you in it. Time went slowly for Emily, and the last thing she saw was your fearful look before you were crushed under the giant’s fist. 

The hit caused the car to tumble over the edge, and fall to the ground below. Emily yelled when she rolled down the hill and fell as well. She groaned painfully from the landing and the sharp pain in her leg. She then watched as her car slammed against the ground, falling over in its back. 

Emily tried to see any sign of life as you were still in the car, but the only thing she saw was your hand lying lifelessly through the broken car window. There was blood everywhere. It did not take long for the tears to fall from her eyes and her body gasping to progress what had happened. 

You were dead. 

YOU WERE DEAD!

She did not want to believe it, but there you were, lifelessly lying inside what was left of her car.

She started gasping while sobbing her eyes out, unable to think or even acknowledge the giant that stood before the destruction it caused. 

“Fire!” Lennox yelled. 

His men and the other soldiers shot at the Decepticon while he quickly ran over to Emily, who was too devastated to acknowledge what was happening. 

“Emily! Where is (Name)?” he asked, shaking her shoulder. 

Emily shakingly pointed at you and her car. Lennox glanced and then mournfully shook his head after realizing he was too late to find you both. 

“We gotta go,” he helped Emily up. 

“No… please…” she pointed toward you. 

“There’s nothing we can do for her. We need to get you somewhere safe. Come on!” he said, helping Emily move while she was sobbing. 

“(Name)!” she yelled one last time. 

The Decepticon roared and shot missiles at the soldiers. They yelled as they either got hit or jumped out of the way. 

“Where is Optimus?!” Lennox yelled through the radio while the Decepticon’s attention was pulled on them. 

The sounds of gunfire and screaming echoed in the air. Your lifeless body lay mangled inside the destroyed car. Your necklace lay beside your chest in the pool of your blood, its carvings glowing with blue light.

Your darkened consciousness flickered between the memories of your life, from your childhood to your current time, changing between happy and sad moments. They involved the struggles of your family life and the happy moments with Emily. You then heard strange sounds, like someone talking. Unfamiliar carvings appeared within your memories and the strange voices continued speaking in its strange language. You could only make out a few words. 

“Great evil…”

“A new life…”

You felt pulsing within your head as your vision turned red causing you to feel incredible anger and pain, but when more of those carvings and what seemed to be lines of coding appeared, your vision turned blue and you felt a sensation that felt warm, and banished the pain. 

"To find Energon..."

You then saw memories or visions that had never happened, depicting robots, destruction, and what seemed to be a metallic planet in the Earth’s atmosphere. 

“Worthy…”

The film of visions suddenly went backwards, and you were brought back to the moment you pushed Emily out of harm’s way, giving your life for hers. 

You felt something strange. It was like your whole existence suddenly pulled itself into a singular point, turning into what you could describe as a spark. 

It all then went dark and you heard a voice. 

“It’s time to wake up, little one”

Lennox and the soldiers continued shooting the Decepticon. Emily then noticed a bright light emanating from her car and witnessed it transforming into another robot. 

“Mr. Lennox!” she pointed at the new robot. 

“Shit! “Stay cautious men! A new con emerges!” he uttered.

The Decepticon shot at them, causing them to disperse for a moment. It then turned its attention to Emily. 

“Lennox!” she yelled fearfully. 

The new robot turned its attention to them when it heard her scream. Lennox quickly stood in front of Emily as the con intended to grab her. But then, the new robot tackled the larger con to the ground. 

 Lennox pushed Emily away as the new transformer attacked the con in the head, ripping its face. 

The con cursed in its tongue, trying to shake off the newcomer from its face. It then tried to use its guns, but the smaller bot evaded the bullets, clinging to its back. The bot then screamed angrily and ripped the con’s arm from its shoulders. The con roared in pain, grabbing the bot and tossing it hard against the pillar of the bridge. The new robot shrieked in pain from the hit before dropping to the ground. 

The Decepticon intended to shoot it, but then something shot the con in the back. Emily and Lennox then watched as three Autobots arrived, shooting the con.  

Emily was frightened. “It’s okay. It’s okay. They’re friends,” Lennox assured as the Autobots took down the con. She then focused on the robot that used to be her car. 

The robot leaned against the pillar, bleeding something blue from its side. Emily watched the robot as it whined in pain. Her heart twisted painfully from those sounds. For some reason, she did not feel threatened as she got closer to it. There was also something familiar about the robot. 

The robot then looked at her. Its eyes were blue instead of red and filled with what she could describe as fear. 

“Emily, don’t get closer,” Lennox commanded. 

“E... Emily,” the robot uttered in a voice that caused Emily’s blood to run cold. She stared at the robot in shock and now realized why there was something familiar about it. It was you. 

“(Name)? Is that you?” she exclaimed. 

“Yeah…. It’s me,” you nodded. “What happened?” you asked, your voice cracking as you looked at your metallic hand and the blue blood that dressed it. 

“I don’t know… you died,” she said with tears in her eyes. 

“I… died?” you questioned, then suddenly you felt incredibly dizzy. Your mind returned to what happened and it was enough to cause you to shut down. You slammed against the ground, losing your consciousness, and the last thing you heard was Emily pleading for Lennox to help you. 

"HQ. We have a situation"

"What kind of situation?"

"A... civilian turned transformer kind of situation"

[servamp234]

Random thought!!

bayverse\live action autobots reacting to Human!Reader\oc who can understand\read\write cybertronian.

[kell-5]

Meabh_Mcinness | Archive of Our Own

https://archiveofourown.org/users/Meabh_Mcinness/pseuds/Meabh_Mcinness

A little idea about what I read on Ao3, it's worth reading, I personally really liked it.

Holomatter avatar Prowl (my idea of Prowl based on the description in this author's work)

The work is called "Chronicles of a Second Chance"

[cyberjellyfishs-blog]

Hello 😇👋,

My family and I are facing incredibly difficult times due to the ongoing war in Gaza 💔. Our dreams and future have been shattered, leaving us feeling lost and without purpose. My brother Anas and I have launched a GoFundMe campaign to help us escape Gaza, continue our education, and support our family.

Making a small donation or sharing the campaign — would mean the world to us.

Link: https://gofund.me/9c46877a

Thank you so much for your kindness and support 💖

With gratitude,

Ahmed Basil

Vetted by @90-ghost & @gazavetters

Boosting

[k----a27s]

BEGONE NEW PEOPLE INTO TRANSFORMERS AND HAVE NOT YET SEEN ROTB BEGONE THOTS. IT'S A PRIVATE THING HERE COME BACK AND THEN LOOK AT THIS.

this is my attempt 😭

One of these days, someone who's new into the Transformers fandom will see Mirage and Noah having gay sexual tension and see us talking about a make out scene and imagine the person frantically searching all over throughout the movie and deleted scenes to see that we were being delusional. . .

And I think that is fragging fantastically depressing!

[filthyguts2]

bigggg bayverse human(?) Starscream doodle page x y/n 😍 match made in heaven wow….

[imauthicktic]

❤️‍🔥10

Sorry if this is a bit long, but maybe it could start something like this?

Y/N visits Sam at college with Optimus, who might've came with to harass Sam about helping like an alternative to the scene where they meet at the graveyard. Leo follows Sam out, probably harassing him about the website or whatnot, and basically just kinda stops like "You didn't tell me your sister was hot!" before running up ahead to hit on her, with Sam having his fifth mental breakdown of the day. Optimus isn't happy with Sam's dormmate, to say the least.

First request for the 1000+ follower event!!! Yippie!!!

Bayverse! Optimus Prime x fem!AFAB!human! Reader

OP in love with Sam's friend who is like an older sister of Sam is my favorite trope 😌💅🏻

Smut smut smut!!!

Warnings: size-difference! tried to keep this realistic so no penetrative sex. cock humping, clit stimulation. messy cum 🥴 Also cheesy flirtations from Leo

You were sitting inside Optimus who was in his semi-trailer form as you both waited for Sam to come out of his dorm building so you could surprise him. “You think he’ll be excited to see me, Optimus?” you ask softly, “I know it’s only been one day since he’s been here, but I was so upset I couldn’t help him move in,” you say with a small hint of guilt in your voice. 

“My dear sweet spark, Sam would be happy to see you,” Optimus said in his soothing deep voice in reassurance through his radio. You smile before affectionately rubbing your hand over his steering wheel. You open your mouth to say something when you see Sam walking out of the building with his roommate in tow. “Oh, look! He’s coming out!” you say happily as you scramble out of Optimus. 

“Sam!” You call out to him, effectively grabbing his attention. “Y/N?” Sam says happily as he sees you waving over to him with Optimus chilling behind you with his engine revving. Sam rushes over to pull you into a big hug as he lifts you slightly in his tight embrace. You can't help but giggle brightly as you wrap my arms around his neck tightly. “God, I’m the worst big sister ever-,” you start before you get rudely interrupted by Leo’s low wolf whistle making you pull back from the hug and look at him with a raised brow. “Damn, Sam! You didn’t tell me your sister was a babe,” Leo says as he pushes Sam to the side a bit as Leo grabs your hand to kiss your knuckles, “I’m Leo, Sam’s roommate, and hopefully your future husband,” Leo winks. Sam watches the scene unfold as he tries not to burst out laughing at the clear disgust on your face. Optimus is fuming at the scene knowing you're not exactly enjoying the flirt. Your brows raise in shock as you pull your hand away from him. “Charmed,” you say sarcastically as you wipe your knuckles on Sam’s shirt. You turn back to Sam, “Anyways, hon. My husband,” you pause to look at Leo as you lift your hand with your wedding band on it that you wear to fend off creepy men then look back at Sam, “wanted to talk to you. He said it was urgent. So, go get Bee and meet up with us,” you say in a more relaxed tone as you look at Sam. Sam can't help but chuckle lightly before realizing you're talking about Optimus and he let out a sigh. “Really? I can’t have one day?” Sam asks exasperated. “Nope!” you say as you pop the ‘p’, “And you know you can’t really say no to me and I’m not exactly asking,” you finish with a cheeky smile before walking over to Optimus and getting inside. “See you soon!” you say sweetly. 

“Wait! Here’s my number in case your husband doesn’t work out or if you want some spice in your life,” Leo says as he hands you a folded-up piece of paper and he blows you a kiss. Optimus’ engine revs loudly in annoyance at Leo’s insistence. You look at him incredulously and can’t help the laugh that comes out of you, “I genuinely don’t know where you get this confidence to go after a married woman, but I’m very much not interested, kid,” you scoff. “Leo, buddy. Trust me. Her husband is a god compared to you,” Sam adds as his hand pats Leo’s back as he guides him away from you. 

You crumple up the number and toss it aside as Optimus peels out of the parking lot. After a few minutes of driving at a fast speed and Optimus being oddly quiet, you decide to speak up. “My love?” you ask softly only to hear nothing but silence. You sigh softly, “You know you’re the best thing to happen to me right? That I’ll never get tired of you and that it’s always you on my mind right? The only one who gets me all hot and bothered,” you say reassuringly with a small giggle at your last statement as your hand caresses the dashboard in a soothing manner. “I know that. I’m not upset with you. Never with you, my sweet spark,” Optimus says with a soft sigh before pulling off to the side of the road and into a small forested area as he transformed into his humanoid form with you in his servos. 

He finds a tree and sits down with his back against it as he lifts you up to his face and carefully places kisses on your face and lips. “No one else could ever have you,” Optimus says as his spike is released and his other hand reaches under your dress to take off your panties only to realize you weren’t wearing any and he lets out a low rumbling growl. You smirk slightly, “I have to keep things interesting, Optimus,” you say teasingly. “My wife,” he says possessively and places you against his warmed-up spike making a shiver run down your spine. His voice and possessiveness were something you’d never dealt with before with him. Optimus was always so gentle and loving, but this… this was primal and rough. You begin to rock your hips lightly as your slick covers his spike making it easy for you to feel the ridges of his spike against your clit making you let out breathy moans. His servo wraps around your torso in a firm grip. “Primus, you’re mine,” Optimus groans out as he gently rocks his hips lightly to create more friction as you grind against his large spike. Your hands grip his spike as you let out a whine at the feeling of him, “I’m yours. N-no one else’s. I love you, I love you,” you whimper out desperately as your orgasm approaches. Transfluids start to leak from his tip and he pushes your hips down as he starts to apply more pressure to his length as he let out a deep moan from the feeling. Your juices have coated his spike as your thighs tighten and they become lubed up from your essence dripping down the sides of his spike. “‘M close, my love,” you gasp out as you continue to moan and whimper from the pleasure. “Optimus!” you cry out as your orgasm wracks through your body and your thighs squeeze around him. Optimus hasn’t stopped moving you against his spike as his hand moves down to hold your lower back and ass to continue the grinding. “Y-Y/N,” he groans loudly as he twitches and the transfluids shoot out from his spike in large spurts against his abdomen and breastplates. 

You watch the liquid shine against him and you bite your lip softly. “I… don’t think I’ll ever get tired of seeing that,” you say lovingly before looking into his blue optics. “Jealousy seems to be a great motivator for you… it’s quite sexy seeing you so- what’s the word,” you pause, “so deliciously possessive,” you finish with a smile and a small giggle. Optimus lets out a small chuckle as he raises his other servo to caress your cheek with the back of his finger. “I wasn’t too rough?” he asks softly with slight concern. “Your grip may have been too tight, but would I change that? Absolutely not. In fact, I like this rough side a bit,” you smile cutely, “it’s kinda, super, mega sexy,” you giggle brightly making Optimus laugh softly with you. “I love you with all of my spark and every inch of my being, Y/N,” Optimus says lovingly as he leans down a bit to rest his forehead against yours gently. Your hands go on either side of his face as you place soft kisses on his lips, nose, and forehead before resting your forehead back against his as you both close your eyes to breathe in the moment. “I adore you and every bit of me forever belongs to you. Mind, body, and soul. I love you,” you say in a soft whisper.

Bonus:

Sam turns to Bee at the place they were supposed to meet you and Optimus at. "Where are they?" Sam asks confused. Bee shrugs his shoulders and lifts his servos slightly, "Hell if I know," he says through multiple channel changes through his radio.

A/N: lmk what y'all thought about it!! comments appreciated 🫶🏻 tips are also appreciated, no matter how small 💞 much love and kisses to you all

[inferno-0]

Embrace / Headcanons / [Transformers Bayverse]

Autobots: Ironhide, Jazz, Drift

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Sorry for the English

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Ironhide

* Ironhide knows that humans are social creatures and need physical contact. Of course, he doesn't understand what exactly you want, but the assumption was in his processor.

Embrace? Ok.

* Although the big black bot is not particularly tactful, if his person is really depressed and cannot somehow control himself, then he will immediately throw all pride into the Kaon pit and come to you to cheer you up.

* In Mass Displacement, he does so with uncertainty. You're just too young for him, and your skin is too soft and unaccustomed to his hard lining. Sometimes you can hear him puffing as he begins to envelop you with his manipulators on the sides.

* To tell you a secret, he himself sometimes runs to you. Of course, this was not without questions that he had to answer. But Ironhide still gets his way. Especially at the moment when he decides to pick you up and press you to his spark.

Jazz

* Do not let the tears fall and do not go to him, for he is already here. Jazz is a shrewd creature. It catches a lot of little things and keeps it on notice. Seeing your dull face, the Bot will immediately begin to offer all options for calming down. Do you want to hug? You are welcome.

* Jazz is glad that it is not a bulky bot that barely fits in human hangars.

+ To this, sometimes he does not have to shift en masse to be on the same level as you.

* Is one hundred percent self-confident. The sleight of hand that strikes you grabs your body in the blink of an eye and presses it against your body. He is always interested in your reaction to this sudden gesture. Jazz can never be persuaded, he acts with cunning.

* After some time, jazz will understand when you feel bad.

He knows exactly what you need and how. Just don't forget to reach out your hands. Fur like a pet will snuggle like you do in a minute.

Drift

* Also the same as Jazz, but deeper in words and understanding. He knows what physical intimacy is and their types.

Drift is well oriented in any situations and knows what to do when you feel bad.

* I can't say that he is an ardent fan of hugs, but it sometimes calms him down and makes him forget for a while. He likes the way your palms run down your back.

He considers them the most delicate and soft, despite the structure.

* Prefers to do this in Mass Displacement, as he is afraid of hurting you if he lifts you to a high enough height.

Drifting can give you at least a whole day, the main thing is that you calm down and warm up in its manipulators.

* Its spark sometimes pulsates and you can smell it. Drift won't say anything, of course, just awkwardly look away, pressing you to him. Sometimes you can play a joke, to which Drift smiles, as he realized that your sadness is over and you are just sitting on his lower servo, seizing the moment.

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Guys, I'm alive, don't worry 🙌

[bird-in-the-space]

Bayverse Version : Echoes From The Spark

A drive back home gets disastrous when Decepticons attack you to steal the Allspark fragment in your necklace. You sacrifice your life to save your best friend, and then the Allspark brings you back to life as a robotic being called a transformer. You are now forced to survive in this new world of transformers as the Autobots are at war with Decepticons, and you seem to possess a rare gift given by the Allspark and the voices beyond.

(Author's note: Well... Got into this train. So, this is now a series. Also came up with a name, but I think I might be keeping it as Bayverse Version for the chapters.)

Warnings: character death (you), violence, decepticons, rebirth, panic attacks, a bit of body dysmorphia, adjusting to a life of a transformer, Galloway being an ass (more warnings will be added in the future)

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Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

[skeletons-can-draw-too]

More human Bayverse starscream bc I’m actually so obsessed with him

[revelboo]

Seeing several bayverse bots and while the movie is eh uhhh tlk Optimus maybe 🫣🫣🫣

It's his thighs I'm sorry (im no better than a man 🫣😭) like why (but also thank you bit still)

🤣 I just love how at some point in the Bay stuff someone made the creative decision to just change his design to make him look like that. Someone looked at Optimus and said ‘make him slutty’

🔞 Mass displaced mech 🌶️

Thighs

Bayverse Optimus

• “Focus,” he growls, the low reprimand more of a taunt than anything else. When he’d offered to teach you to handle pressure and stay focused, this isn’t what you’d expected. Straddling the mass displaced mech’s thigh, with his palm cupping you, a servo inside you lazily stroking while you shakily try to focus on copying alien glyphs. Biting your lip and rocking against him, he vents to stir your hair. “Not until you’re done.” And his other hand grips your hip to keep you from trying to grind on him.

• Smiling behind his mask as you groan and your head thumps against the desk, he crooks his servo inside you just to make your breath catch. Hears you swear, grabbing the stylus and resuming the exercise. Annoyed with him like you have no idea he’s aching to be inside you. That this is a lesson in patience for him, too, as you add another glyph, your characters as wobbly as a sparkling’s. “Make me come and I swear I’ll do the rest?” You plead, voice hitching as he pumps his servo inside you.

• “That wasn’t the agreement.” Groaning at his stern rumble, you push back into his heated frame. And urgently buck against his palm to make him chuckle until he cups and pins you against him, apparently not about to let you help yourself out. “Patience,” he growls and you let your head fall back against him in frustration.

• Listening to you whine at him, his own patience is already stretched thin. Bouncing his thigh lightly, you shoot him a sullen look, but lean forward, hips deliberately rocking against his palm. And you snatch up the stylus. It’s definitely not pretty. Barely legible, but you work out the rest of the alphabet in record time as he keeps stroking you, servo occasionally tapping inside you just to make you squirm. “Fuck me,” you demand, tossing the stylus down on the datapad like a challenge. Finally.

• Slipping his servo free of your slick heat, he bends you over the desk and frees his spike. And he’s impatient despite harping on you about it, because there’s no teasing, just his thick spike stretching you in a hard drive of his hips. Pinning you on top of the datapad as your hard work gets messed up when your palms slide on the slick surface trying to brace. And he’s thrusting deep, hips bucking against you as he snarls, fans kicking on. Smelling the musky, metallic scent of him thicken until you can almost taste it as he moves against you, venting loudly.

• Hips pumping urgently against you as you gasp and squirm, you’re so slick for him after being played with for a joor. And all too soon, you’re whimpering his name, milking his spike as you come apart. Groaning as his hips snap against you, servos gripping the desk on either side of your hips, he keeps moving against you until he’s shuddering with his overload as you moan. Hips lazily rocking against you, he pulls the scent of you deep and rolls his hips. “You’re going to have to redo them all,” he growls, hands sliding to your hips before he curls an arm around you. Listening to your little protests as he braces you both with a hand. “Start over.” And he is smiling behind his mask when you reach for the stylus and he moves inside you while you try to write. This batch of glyphs even worse than the last.

[kell-5]

"vice versa"

Disclaimer: this is just a little nonsense that came to my mind

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We already have the IDW transformers x Bayversion reader version, but what if we make a version in reverse where there will be Bayversion transformers x IDW reader I think it would be very interesting >:D

Well, let's get started!

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Hmm, when you last went outside after the war, you hardly ever left your ship, too tired to see the mechanisms, you want peace and tranquility, you are ready to become the same spiritual bot, but you don't dare because you don't want to give up some of your actions yet, finally you launched your ship again to fly to another planet or another galaxy, you don't stay in one place for long, you lifted the ship and it flew in front, unfortunately the map failed and didn't immediately show the spaceship, so when you saw the light, a bright grove in space, you were going to turn away from it, it was too late, you were drawn into the grove in space and you closed the optics ..... and when you opened it, everything seemed to be the same, the same space, but something was wrong, you decided to land on some planet, you didn't choose the most successful planet .... you chose a planet "Earth" .....

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ahm....you lost control and fell into some damn forest the ship was damaged and you are unconscious.

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You turn on the optics everything is still blurry and near you something or someone is walking and talking it's your language! Cybertronian are there really Cybertronians here...finally you see more clearly you moved and looked around and....and what is Primusn!? What are these strange rmesinisms about the nuclear lev why do they have so little protection so many mechanisms open! It seems they noticed that you hatched at them and looked at you in response and with these mechanisms there were also these small organic creatures they call ....and exactly people. One of the mechanisms said something to the other mechanism with a black frame and walked towards you, approaching you, he introduced himself.

"I am Optimus Prime, the leader of the Autobots, and who are you?"

Optimus ....is that Optimus? This is the only thing that flashed through your processor, why does he look like that....unusual, you had met Optimus a couple of times before and he definitely didn't look like that, but you introduced yourself even though you were shocked

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When you understood the situation...you understood what kind of a mess you were stuck in, you had a real panic attack, they barely calmed you down...and when they said the war was still going on here...you just disconnected but it's good that it wasn't for long, you were connected to the network by the local Ratchet, you had so many thoughts, you couldn't understand why you were being punished...why you didn't join anyone or any faction or maybe for something else, you started crying from hopelessness, and when they asked you why you were crying, you answered

"I don't want to experience the horrors of war again..."

And then you explained the situation that happened in your home dimension from the very beginning to the very end of the war, and it seems you've been stuck here for a long, very long time...you'll definitely do something when you return to your own dimension, and if you do, you'll return anyway, but here the mechanisms look pretty good....phew! What are you thinking about, it's not cultural, you say to yourself mentally when your own pesky thoughts start to pop up in your processor, and you realize even more that you're stuck here for a long time ..... but you're not complaining much yet ..... the key word is yet, until the Decepticons attack.

You were taken to a base of people who called themselves "NEST" you didn't really remember how it was spelled and you somehow don't care much but the hangars here are quite spacious and high, you will have a lot of time here for various adventures and research this journey promises to be interesting

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(I'm alive!! It's been a long time but I'm alive. I'm finally feeling better and maybe I can't promise, but maybe I'll try to write a little more, maybe I'll write more thoughts and draw a little more, but I'm not against requests to write or draw something. The main thing is not to be afraid and send requests if you have the desire)

(English not my native language)

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