#transformers mtmte

[hoaxsacrament]

Prowl in two of my artstyles;

I did these lazily but also with a bit of effort cuz i’ve been having the urge to draw Prowl lately.

[tonikkyn]

unfortunate Fortress Maximus...

[tinydefector]

labratory Logs

Shockwave x Human

Wanted to share some of my stuff of Shockwave, Tiny and Traxies

Warning: Human experimentation, past mutilation, mention of torture (not from Shockwave)

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Tiny watches as the senator continues checking over his equipment. He coos the blue sparkling, resting on his hip, trying to quiet the little one so they don't disturb Shockwave's work.

The young sparkling makes a small collection of noises trying to get Shockwave's attention. The little blue bot wiggles desperately in Tiny's arm, wanting their Sire. “Traxies please he's busy at the moment he will give you cuddles latter baby” Tiny tries to settle the little bot. "Shockwave," he calls out slightly, defeated over how restless the little blue bot was being.

Shockwave, engrossed in his work, is momentarily oblivious to the commotion around him. The sound of his name being called finally registers in his audials, causing him to look up from his datapad. His optics focus on Tiny and the small blue bot in their arms, recognizing the familiar sound of his youngling fussing again.

With a gentle smile, Shockwave sets aside his datapad and reaches out to take the small bot into his own arms. He cradles the sparkling close, making soothing sounds to calm their distress. "There, there, my little one, you're not causing trouble for your father, are you?" he murmurs softly, his voice a low rumble.

Shockwave's optics shifts to Tiny, appreciating their efforts to get his attention. "Sorry sweetspark, i got sidetracked with work again," he says sincerely, his expression warm and grateful. "They didn't wake you, did they?."

Tiny shakes his head. "No, they were just fussing again. They've been restless most of tonight. They wanted you tonight, hahah. " they laugh softly, watching them both with soft eyes, fully content watching his lover and child.

Shockwave then turns his attention back to the sparkling, gently rocking them back and forth. "Now, my little one, what seems to be the matter? What has upset you?" he asks in a soothing tone.

Traxies continues making small clicking and cooing noises once Shockwave finally holds him. Tiny moves closer, and a smile tugs his lips, watching the small bot with Shockwave. "He wanted daddy," they coo softly while making their way over to press against Shockwave.

Shockwave's optics narrows slightly as he hears Tiny's comment, the corners of his mouth quirking up in a soft smile. "Yes, it seems so," Shockwave replies, his voice filled with warmth and affection. He looks down at Traxies, his optic studying the sparkling's features. His servo lightly taps their nasal ridge, which makes the sparkling squeal and giggle.

Feeling Tiny leaning against his side, Shockwave instinctively wraps an arm around him, drawing them borh closer. The contact brings a surge of comfort and contentment, a soothing presence amidst the chaos of what was happening on cybertron. He turns his attention back to Traxies, his tone gentle as he continues to speak. "Recharge little spark, we'll head to berth soon," he whispers softly as Traxies snuggles against him.

As Traxies continues to make small noises, Shockwave hums softly, a low melodic sound that resonates through his chassis, his spark field dancing softly against his little sparks feild He presses a gentle kiss against the top of the sparkling's helm, his love for his family evident in every action and word.

"Getting sappy on me again, Senator?" The young human man teases as he's lifted up by Shockwave's other servo. Tiny presses a soft kiss to Shockwave's lips. "You look good like this," he hums against Shockwave's lips

Shockwave's optics shimmer, a faint hint of amusement flickering across his face as he looks at the young human man in his grasp. He adjusts his servo to hold him securely, acknowledging the playful comment. "Sappiness is a subjective term, Tiny," he replies, his voice holding a trace of amusement. "One could argue that expressing affection and love is simply a natural response to one's Conjunx and small spark."

"You have a way of bringing out the softer side of me," he admits, his voice low and intimate. "And I find myself grateful for it." His arm tightens around Tiny, holding him close as he cherishes that moment, surrounded by their small family.

Tiny chuckles against as he leans over to kiss Traxies helm. "Feels strange being here, 2 years ago you and I couldn't even understand each other, remember how shit scared i was when you opened that box i was in i thought you were going to eat me hahha, you had never seen a human before. now we have a kid, " he hums while leaning back in Shockwave's chassis.

Shockwave's optics narrows slightly as he recalls the events from two years ago. "Indeed, our initial encounter was... unconventional, to say the least," he responds, his voice carrying a hint of reminiscence. "You were an unexpected gift from Proteus, a sinister package designed to test my abilities. And yet to this moment, it was still the best present to gever grace my servos despite how sinister it was meant to be"

He remembers opening that box, uncertain of what he would find inside. The sight of a frightened human, alive and vulnerable, had been a surprise to him. Tiny had tried bolting across the desk only for Shockwave to catch him before he hit the ground. never had he encountered a creature like Tiny before, and the initial confusion and mortification had been mutual from both of them.

"How Time passes," he says, his voice filled with a mix of pride and fondness.

As Tiny leans back into his chassis, Shockwave's servo gently rubs his back in a soothing motion. "And now, here we are, with our precious Traxies," he says, his voice holding a note of tenderness. "I've only ever been this content while working at the academy and telling off the council," he teases, which earns him a slight glare from Tiny

He looks down at Traxies, watching the sparkling falling to sleep with a mixture of affection and curiosity. "Our journey has been unconventional, but I wouldn't trade it for anything"

"Shocks, what's happening with the council I don't mean to sound worried but the assassinations...something isn't right with Proteas and Scentiel, do you know what's going on, im worried one day im going to lose you" They state softly while looking up at the mech, cupping his face plate, the young mans eyes potray a mix of worry, fear and despair.

Shockwave's optics narrows slightly as he listens to Tiny's concerns, his expression becoming more serious. He understands the weight of the situation and the potential dangers that surround them.

"The recent assassinations within the council worry me too, Orion is helping me with trying to put an end to it," he admits. He pauses for a moment, his servo gently stroking Tiny's back in a comforting gesture. "I know you're worried, but without figthing for change, the cycle will just continue,"

"Rest assured, I will do everything in my power to protect our family and ensure a safe future." Shockwave's gaze meets Tiny's, his blue optics filled with determination. "I understand your worries, and I share them," he says, his voice tinged with a mix of vulnerability and determination. "But I will not allow any harm to come to you or our family. Nothing could ever take you away from me. You are my sparkholder, and I will protect you both no matter what."

He leans down, pressing a tender kiss to Tiny's forehead. " My littler shimmering star and Supernova, and I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe," he reassures, his voice filled with unwavering resolve.

"Just please stay safe, I love you, you know that," Tiny sighs into his plating. shockwave's frame tenses slightly at the heartfelt words. He reaches out, gently cupping Tiny's face in his servo, his expression softening. "I know, Tiny," he replies, his voice filled with sincerity.

"And I love you too, more than words can express. From your Galaxy to mine, " His servo moves to caress Tiny's cheek, his touch gentle and comforting. Shockwave leans down, pressing a gentle kiss to Tiny's lips, holding the moment for a lingering second. "We will face whatever challenges come our way together," he says, his voice filled with conviction.

"And I promise to do everything I can to remain by your side, always."He pulls Tiny closer, holding him tightly against his chassis, his embrace conveying a sense of protection and love. In that moment, surrounded by their family, he vows to be the steadfast support that Tiny needs, no matter what lies ahead.

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'Recording ended'

Shockwave's optics flicker as he replays the holographic recording of his past life with Tiny and Traxies.

The Scientist stands there rather quietly, memories of love and loss preserved only on a data log. He had never intended for this to happen, the original shockwave hadn't. He had given his life to protect his lover and sparkling.

Yet in the Empurata room he had watched them torture and mutilate his lover as they pulled him apart, put him back together, the Shadow play was meant to make it so he would kill his own lover, yet it had only made Shockwave Emotionless, logical and driven.

Shockwave's optics dimmed as he replayed the recording of his previous life, reliving the moments shared with his beloved Tiny. The memories brought a mix of longing and pain, reminding him of the happiness they once had, but also the devastating loss that followed.

His focus shifted to the containment unit holding Tiny's preserved form, suspended in the liquid. It was a constant reminder of the Council's cruelty and his inability to save his lover. He had hoped to find a way to sustain Tiny's form, to bring him back, but so far, his efforts had been in vain.

"Labratory Log 21307, Attempt 37, project Lazarus, cybernetic integration and regeneration, subject is of human decent whos has been mutilated by cybertronian technology, other attempts have left subject still in status,"

" itergration with Maximal CNA, Pretacon Cybernetics and Nanites."

"Theory: DNA and CNA combine and Nanites successfully reconstruct Human body and tissue"

"First Cybernetic-Orgainc Intergration"

"Logistics 73% compatible"

'Please, just work, please give him back to me'

[arckalia]

Living in his own shadow

[yourslimeybuddy]

my friend and i were discussing these three's relationship dynamic and then it led to this. you're welcome

[bakllori]

[scal-po]

They’re trading fanfictions on break

[billblock2013]

[rizzbizzy]

Images that sound like this because cybertronians definitely purr

[badautobot]

the living end to the cattle he deceives

[tara-tchaisky]

Spray it with raid starscream!

[michaela-o]

First Contact brainrot😭❤️ ft. Rodimus since i see him very often in this au.

(another self-insert <3)

[tinydefector]

hello, can you do, Yandere Cyclonus x Cybertronian reader x Yandere Tailgate, where the three are conjux endura, and Cyclonus and Tailgate try to get the reader pregnant, Kink breeding

Sparking grounds

Cyclonus x Cybertronian reader x Tailgate

Work count: 1.2k

Warnings: smut, hand jobs, breeding kink, possessive partners

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Soft optics linger on both Tailgate and Cyclonus as the Two Bots block the door. "Hello, sweetsparks, what are you both up to?" They ask while subtly while trying to sneak past them. Red optics narrowed dangerously upon their form. Cyclonus growled low as Tailgate paced the threshold of the room, his own optics lingering on their Conjunx. 

When they try to make a bolt for the door, Cyclonus is the one to grab them by the waist lifting and spinning them to face Tailgate "Escaping our chambers after repeated warnings was poor judgement, Conjunx." Cyclonus grumbles against the back of their helm. He massagea the cabling and joints between their  plating with gentle digits. "You know you shouldn't be up yet," he whispers.

 Tailgate chirped in agreement, servos moving to grip their hip plating as he pressed up against them, pinning the bot between the Seeker and Minibot. "We only you at your best, sweetspark! Your well-being is very important. Carrying will tax your frame, so you must rest. " His visor brightened beseechingly above his faceplate. 

Both bots' servos greedily press against their carrier chamber, pushing and pulling against the framework of their body, earning small whines from them. Cyclonus loomed over their pliant form, scarlet optics afire. "You will return to berth now," he commanded, field surrounding them. Tailgate twittered anxiously as he massaged their frame. "Please, sweetspark. We can have you straining yourself." His field meshed protectively with Cyclonus."The Decepticon rumbled in approval, brushing kisses upon their supple lip plating as he tilted their helm back to meet him. "We can't have you wandering while we wait for your chamber to take." He purrs against their lips. 

They nearly moan out as Tailgate begins grinding against their interface panel. "Boys, as much as I'd love to stay in berth all day, I need to fuel, I also need to stretch, i cant stay in berth all day for days on end" they whine while pressing a soft kiss to Tailgate's helm. They nearly squeal when Cyclonus grabs them. A whine leaves them as Cyclonus nips at their neck cabling. The two mech move to place their Conjunx on the berth. They giggle as the two bots press against their body. A soft moan leaves their lips as Cyclonus and Tailgate lock them between theirs bodies. 

Interface panel snapping open for the two mechs leaking a mix of lubricant and a mix of transfluid from all three. Tailgate's digits delve in quickly running over the nodes of their valve and across their leaking spike. They arch into his touch as moans begin to fall from their lips. A deep Rumble leaves Cyclonus, low in approval, he nipped fierce affection upon supple cabling under plating, grinding his own interface panel against their form. His protocols shrieked triumph as they lay in submission between them. Tailgate nuzzling sweet nothings against feverish armour as his digits sink into the dripping heat of their valve.

 "There there, no more fretful wandering, sweetspark, let us fill you full again," he soothed, tracing delicate seams in soft promise of another session of breeding. Cyclonus rolled his prominent array flush to pulsing panels, talons holding them steady. "We shall fuel and exercise your frame together, as is proper as your Conjunx's," he vowed, thick cable pressurizing to blunt heat against weeping seals. Tailgate hums in agreement, spike surging thick readiness at the addictive scents of his aroused partners.

Cries leave them as bot mechs press their rigid lengths in. Tailgate kissed away the choked cries as the two thrust in slowly, locking their forms together. He peppers kisses across their form, worshipping every paint speck, dint and scratch across their frame. "Will make such a good carrier for us," he calls out. Deep whines leave them as they both sink into their valve, body clenching tightly around their spikes. Their own spike rubs against Tailgate's tanks with each deep thrust from their lover's. Their head leans back into Cyclonus' shoulder plating.

 A shuddering cry spilled from overwhelmed lips from the bot pinned helplessly between Tailgate and Cyclonus' relentless efforts. Cyclonus snarled fierce approval into heaving necklines, increasing merciless tempo, grinding deeply into their valve. His taloned hands massaged rapid nodes of their spike, smeering transfluid across Tailgate's midsection, twisting and tugging against their spike as Tailgate's digits work the nodes of thier valve, dancing across them and playing them like he is the only one who knows how to make them sing.Their twitching spikehead spurts bright pink fluid against clenched abdominal cables in sensual counterpoint swelling rapture beyond bearing. Their valve clenching desperately tried to milk them both for every drop as they rut into them.

"Overload for us, sweet carrier," Cyclonus commanded against kiss-bruised lips, surging rigid pistons to nestle against hidden nodes, their vision fading from pleasure as their visual system shuts down. Tailgate keened agreement, frame cantering needfully into them. "Our carrier, going to swell you with our sparkling, our  Conjunx," he moans out against their lipsWhen shattering ecstasy claimed them with sinful sob, the two mech drank in their shuttering form with violent greed, both picking up their pace, slamming into the bot pinned between them. More moans and whines fall from their lips as they arch into their lovers' touch. They cup Tailgate's helm kissing him deeply. They groan loudly as they grind back into Cyclonus. "Primus, please," they whine out loudly as the two mech continue rutting into them. " Cyclonus,  Tailgate, please." they cry out, face pressing into Tailgate's shoulder, their overload hits hard. 

Transfluid gushes from them as they continue to buck against both seeker and minibot. Cyclonus lets out a snarl as he snaps his hips a few more times before burning himself to the hilt. He eagerly overloads within them, painting their chamber with his release. Tailgate follows quickly, mumbling about how beautiful of a carrier their sweet Conjunx will be. The three bots lay together on the berth, venting heavily as they press closer together. Neither Cyclonus nor Tailgate pull away, keeping their lover plugged and full with their transfluid. "Don't move," Cyclonus growled against their audial processor.

Little whines leave them, but they settle against him as Tailgate peppers kisses across their face. "So good for us, Sweetspark, going to have you sparked soon enough" he coos. "You two aren't planning on letting out of berth, are you?" They whine loudly in playful annoyance. It earns another growl from Cyclonus and a small smack to their backside from Tailgate. "No moving, we have to make sure you're nice and full," he states. They sigh softly but snuggle into their Conjunx's recharge, slowly catching up to them after their third round of interfacing that cycle.

[pretentiousfork]

C0mm for @vampyremelayah <3

[chefbeepo]

SPOILERS FOR MTMTE sorryyyyyyyy

Can't emphasize enough how much I love Brainstorm. Also rlly love how this turned out WHATTTTTF had so much fun with it

Thx @science-bastard for the inspo!!!! ^_^

[mellliow]