#transformers cyberverse

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

cyberverse bumblebee makes me giggle all he does is play with touys and firetrucks while his best friend fights 80 million decipticons

[kusakichan15]

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[leeemonshark]

Jetfire with penguins Jetfire with penguins Jetfire with penguins

(i love him)

[dailymothanon]

Weird events happening on my insta 🤨 uah it’s been too hot where I am to focus on drawing so here’s some silly stuff. I wanted to blend Cyberverse Thundercracker into a smoothie because of the way that he is. Say goodbye to TC

[byshz]

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Cyberverse Soundwave

[therobotsarestuckinmyhead]

ngl I want to see more cyberverse optimus prime x readers their is only one rn I need more x readers of him he is so handsome <3

♡ “FAR TOO LONG” — Optimus Prime [TFC]

i am so sorry for the extended time i took with your request! i apologize if this is short but i couldn't think of any other way to continue this

scenario: you're Optimus’ partner and he's been waiting for some relaxation like this for years, you start sweet talking him.

setting: after the peace treaty between Autobots and Decepticons in S3, post-Megatron death.

Finally, finally. After thousands of millennia of fighting, of violence, of death, Optimus can finally rest knowing that it's all over— That the war which consumed their planet is no more! Optimus feels better, so much better. The treaty was signed, the Decepticons are docile now that… Megatron was… terminated.

Optimus rather not speak about that though. He still had mixed emotions. It was late at night too, he wanted some quiet recharge so he collapsed onto your shared berth. His finals perks up when he realizes you're sitting there reading a datapad right across him on the berth, you put it down and slowly make an effort to sneak up on him but it's futile.

Cycles of war have made his motion sensors rather keen. He can tell you're approaching him and doesn't flinch when your servo gently traces the back of his helm, it's a gentle affectionate touch. It reminds him of a time before with you. He slowly looks up and a soft smile curves up his dermas as he sees that affectionate look in your optics.

“Tired?” You ask softly, the gentleness of your servos soothes whatever possible sourness he could've had from this day.

“Relieved. I feel relieved for once.” He replies, his voice firm yet gentle— unquestionably hopeful that it was all finally over. Optimus’ blue optics return the affection you look at him with, as if it was a mirror reflecting the warmth of the light that falls upon it. And that warmth seemed to flow out of his vents too, still so easily flustered…

And there's that smile on your face, relief.

“Me too. Now I can make sure you're taking proper rest for once.” Your servos never stop their actions and it's making Optimus melt under your touch, his frame relaxing. It's a rare sight, he's always been so visibly stiff and upright, as if he were expecting a stray meteor to fall onto him any day.

“I appreciate your concern. However,” Optimus slowly gets up as he speaks, his tone almost playful, sitting right next to you on your shared berth and your servos begin to gently creep up your lover's faceplates. You don't miss the way his optics still subtly widen or the subtle heat from his face but you chose to spare him for now.

It's been millions of years yet it always felt like the first time for Optimus.

He clears his vocalizer, a futile attempt to hide himself from your gaze despite knowing the fact that you've been with him long enough to tell.

“I was planning on… making up for lost time.” You smile wider at that and his spark skips a beat, again. Oh, how he wished he weren't some lovesick fool when you showed him affection.

“...I guess I can put off making sure you're recharging properly for a bit then.” You bring his face closer to his, he leans in willingly despite his own flustered demeanor. His EM field tucked so tightly to himself that it might implode— It's been far too long since he's loosened up. First it was duties with the Autobots, then it was duties to rebuild Cybertron and then it was delegation. It was like he could never catch a break.

But now he could and…

He really didn't know what to do with it.

The Prime's servo awkwardly grips your pauldron as he lets you guide his face to yours.

“It doesn't mean you're off the hook though.” There's barely any distance between your faces, he's so stiff. It had been far too long.. you don't really blame him.

“Relax, dearest.” You place a soft kiss on his dermas, his vents expelling out more heat. The flustered look is almost adorable on the Optimus Prime. But the tenderness of your words and that… look in your optics made his frame relax, a lot quicker as one servo decided to resume its ministrations on the back of his helm.

He's melting under your touch and he can't do anything about it. And he doesn't want to do anything about it. The idea of feeling safe in your servos after being the pillar of protection and guidance for the Autobots was beyond enjoyable, leadership had its toll. You know it will take a while for Optimus to get used to such uninterrupted intimate moments between the two of you but you've waited a whole war, you can wait a few days.

You gently take his helm right under your own, his helm against your chassis and he can hear the quiet rhythm of your spark. Optimus hums, his servos moving to wrap around your torso. His frame leaning against you now, you were sturdy enough to support his weight.

His optics flicker, as if his systems feel worn. He might really need this recharge, you figure. The smile on his face and the way the lights of the room seem to bring out every contour of his faceplates to view.

He's absolutely stunning.

Not in the way he used to be though, there's a slight rugged charm to him almost unlike the innocent look he used to have. Gentle optics even if his faceplates had all sorts of tiny marks and dents from the constant fighting— It was like a distant memory you'd want to lock up and throw away now. But every single dent, scratch and weld mark on your lover's frame had a story to tell. A tale of persistence through the trials of war, standing tall when all hope seemed lost.

A beautiful mech.

And your Conjux.

“You look absolutely handsome.” You say, almost as if the air had been knocked out of your vents; breathless. And he can tell you mean it from the way you're looking at him, the way your field is brimming with all sorts of emotions. But his flustered demeanour at the start has lessened for now.

“As I recall, you used to be more creative with your attempts at flirting.” Optimus chuckles heartily but with his frame relaxed, his EM field is no longer tucked away. You can feel the fondness and affection in the air, it might have overwhelmed any other bot in vicinity but, this sight— these feelings were reserved for your optics and your optics alone. He gently kisses the side of your neck and notes the heat rising to your own faceplates.

“It seems you're not the only one that's gotten old..”

You just hope it goes like this forever from now on.

[tftessa]

very subtle, Hot Rod...

[transingthoseformers]

Thinking about classical enemies to friends to lovers soundrod with absolute trash fire tarnlock going on in the background

[mayonnaisemiscellaneous]

Stuff for new transformers fans

Helm = Head

Servo = Hand

Pede = Leg

Chassis = Chest

Spark = transformers life support/similar to heart

Optic = Eye

Face plates = Face

Digits = Fingers

Processor = Brain

Audial/Audio receptors = Ears

Optical ridge = Eyebrow

Intake = Mouth

Denta = Teeth

Glossa = Tongue

Aft = Ass

Valve(I was held hostage to type this) = Ass hole

Heel struts = Heel

Tanks = Stomach

Vents = similar to gills or lungs except outside the body

T-Cog = thing that allows them to transform

[ch-349]

Other Universe Bots and cons meeting TFA Autobots

G1, TFP and CyberVerse reaction to Sentinel Prime being Sentinel Prime:

G1 Starscream reacting to the TFA Autobots and some of TFA OP's decisions:

[tempoprimo]

destiny(運命)☁️🕊️

Actually, he's my most loved character in TF Cyberverse. I feel like he's very similar to me(in first season). he should be loved by someone, thankful that at least he has his companion Laserbeak, their meeting was like Destiny (im not japanese but First I thought of Unmei, (my english is weak.) then I looked up what it means in English, so I put it in parentheses.)

[the-legend-of-bluebrain]

Music query

Bonus :

[theoceanoasis]

Can I offer some angst?

Late one night Hot Rod wakes up after a nightmare which also startles Soundwave awake. Snuggling closer to his conjunx Hot Rod slowly starts to calm down and explain what the nightmare was about.

When Hot Rod was still a young sparkling his carrier Perceptor had started to date a co-worker. One day he invited them over to eat dinner and meet Roddy for the first time, things went well at first considering it wasn't very long after Percy had divorced his former conjunx. However after some time his carrier's new partner started treating Hot Rod harshly, saying awful things when his carrier wasn't around or even daring to raise a servo at him. Claiming that he was just in the way of their happiness.

One day when Perceptor was at work the co-worker took Hot Rod at a small park at the edge of town. At first things were fine, no yelling or screaming just fun. But as the hours passed and the sun started to set Hot Rod quickly realised that his caarrier's partner was no were in sight, leaving the young sparkling to fend for himself. Roddy tried to remember the way home despite not being able to fully read the street names, stumbling down the crowded streets the sparkling found help in the paws of a small pack of turbo foxes who were resting in an allay. The foxes kept him warm and safe, they even shared their food with him while a scout went out to look for his carrier. An hour later Perceptor found him with tears running down his face and energon on his servos. The tangy scent of blood energon will always be burned into his memory but the comforting scent of his carrier always chased away those bad memories.

He woke up with a gasp, nearly falling out of bed. Soundwave was also woken up by the noise and turned on the light. He scanned the room for danger and then turned to him.

"I'm fine."

He tried to dismiss, and Soundwave pulled him into his arms.

"I'm sorry for waking you."

"I don't mind."

Soundwave rubbed his back, and he pressed closer.

"What was the nightmare about."

"When I was a sparkling, my carrier started dating someone."

"Really?"

Soundwave looked at him in surprise because he'd never seen Percy date or even show interest in other people.

"It was shortly after my carrier divorced my sire. He was a coworker of my carriers. At first, things were fine. When my carrier first sat me down, I was happy for him, excited even. I wanted him to be happy, and when I met his boyfriend for the first time, I could tell he makes my carrier happy."

Hot Rod shivered, and he pulled him closer.

"As things became more serious, my carrier started trusting him to watch me. Sometimes he'd be needed at the lab at odd hours. That's when his true colors revealed themselves. He started telling me all these horrible things. He even laid hands on me occasionally. Wanting to punish me for existing. He'd lock me in my bedroom or outside all day or night. Not wanting to deal with me, and would only let me out when my carrier came home. He'd scream at me and wouldn't feed me. He hated me and always told me that I was getting in the way of their happiness and that my existence was running my carriers life."

Hot Rod sobbed, and Soundwave comforted him. His carrier must not have known because he would have never allowed his partner to hurt Hot Rod.

"I tried to be good. I tried so hard. I thought it was my fault and that my carrier hated me. I thought I was running his life, and if I said anything, I'd only ruin it further."

"No, Hot Rod, that's not true at all."

"I know that's just what he wanted me to believe."

Soundwave kissed him, and Hot Rod continued.

"One day, he took me to a park across town. I thought I'd been good and that he no longer hated me. He didn't scream or try to hurt me; instead, I had fun. When it started to get dark, I went to find him and couldn't find him anywhere. I was so scared, and I tried to find my way home. However, I couldn't remember the way and I got lost. I remember crying when a pack of turbofoxes found me. They took me back to their den, and we snuggled for warmth. They even gave me some of their food."

"I'm sure Perceptor wasn't happy when he found out."

"He eventually found me. I remember tears were running down his face, and he had blood on him. It smelled gross, but I was so happy to see my carrier. I ran into his arms and cried. I never saw that coworker again, and my carrier told me he was gone and was never coming back. At first, I was upset thinking I ruined things for my carrier; however, he quickly reassured me that it wasn't my fault."

Listening to his story, he thought back to the first time he met Perceptor. He'd been terrifying at the time, but now he realized why he was so protective of Hot Rod. He wanted to make sure I wouldn't hurt him like his partner had.

[dailymothanon]

I never watched Cyberverse is this accurate, yes or most definitely? First time fully drawing any of these fools too… shoutout to them ig. CV Soundrod so goofy. It’s like loser x loser to me and I think that’s beautiful really 😌

[owly-lumi]

I just needed to draw this 🌞✨🌟⭐

Based from this screenshot ⬇️🔥✨

[viloxenn]

The consequences of pulling every baddie