#MTMTE Krok

[bokster1]

THE BREAKFAST SCAVENGER CLUB 🥞🥓🍳

STARRING: THE SCAVENGERS

Original ⤵️

[punk-rockrz]

A very scavengery christmas

[signanothername]

Them ur honor <33333

[driver270]

Bailed Before The Bill 🤖☕️

Despite dining & dashing, notice how Spinister was the only one who bothered to properly put his chair back?

[in1-nutshell]

Human Buddy gets a mild illness and Spinister takes care of them

SFW, platonic, Human reader

MTMTE

Buddy didn’t bring their coat on an outing on some foreign planet. To be fair, they didn’t expect it to be cold. Misfire said it wasn’t going to be cold.

Well… there was mistake one.

Thinking that Cybertronian cold and human cold were the same thing. And taking that response from Misfire.

“You sure it’s not going to be cold?”--Buddy

“I’m sure Buddy! Just a light breeze at most!”—Misfire

So now they are heading to Spinister’s makeshift medbay. Buddy yelled out that they are coming in, so he won’t shoot. They didn’t want to be burnt while not being able to smell anything.

“Spinister I’m coming into the medbay! I am now actively walking into the medbay! I have one foot inside the medbay!”—Buddy

 Spinister acknowledges Buddy with his back turned to them. He only looks at them when he hears them sneeze. His fingers are itching for the gun but realizes that it was Buddy.

Brings Buddy up to eye level and notices that they don’t look too good, at least from an organic. Luckily, he had been reading up on some organic medical logs lately. He remembers something about checking for human temperature. He gets a digit and places it on Buddy’s forehead. Buddy just leaned into his cold digit. Spinister knows that humans aren’t meant to be this hot.

“You’re a bit hotter than usual.”--Spinister

“Aww thanks Spins.”--Buddy

“Apparently also delusional.”--Spinister

He quickly does a search on the space google on what to do. Has a mini scare and then it’s immediate bed rest for Buddy. Sets up the human corner of the medbay for use. He grabs some small blankets and wraps Buddy up in scary precision and lays them back in the nest of pillows and blankets. Buddy is slowly roasting in the burrito blanket pile.

Spinister isn’t having that.

“Can I at least get one cover off?”--Buddy

“And have you coughing up a lung? As the humans say, ‘Fat chance’.”--Spinister

Tries his best to get Buddy some warm fluids from the soup cans in the storage unit. After 5 attempts and some help from Krok he finally gets the soup to Buddy.

“Here eat this. We don’t need your nutritional levels going down too.”—Spinister

Makes a little announcement to the crew to keep things civil for Buddy if not they are going to die. Krok has to reword his message because Grimlock and Misfire are trying to storm into the medbay.

“Buddy will die if you all disturb them while they are resting.”—Spinister

“WHAT!!!”—All the Scavengers

“Buddy! No! My human pal!”--Misfire

“They’re sick! They’re sick! That’s what Spinister means! They aren’t going to die—”--Krok

“They could though.”--Spinister

“Spinister! Not helping!”—Krok

The Scavengers do make visits through Buddy’s sick time.

Krok lets Buddy in on the news on the ship and is constantly asking if he can do something to help Buddy out physically. He is also there if they want to rant about something. He may tell some stories about his time with his former squad.

“So, what happened after that?”--Buddy

“Well, me and my old crew were up against the Wreckers…”--Krok

Crankcase visits every now and then, mainly because he is piloting the ship. Tries to hype them up to get better faster, he needs someone to distract Misfire from bothering him.

“Seriously, can’t you get better any faster? I swear Misfire is getting more annoying by the second.”--Crankcase

Fulcrum visits the least and always stands by the door.

He is still a bit squeamish about organics and it’s only increased to a 10-fold with the illness.

“How are you from over there Fulcrum?”--Buddy

“Trying not to puke honestly.”--Fulcrum

“Same here Fulcrum.”--Buddy

Grimlock and Misfire visit together and try to get Buddy to laugh as much as they can.

“C’mon Buddy not even a giggle? How else are you going to get better?”--Misfire

“What do you mean?”--Buddy

“Isn’t laughter the best medicine for you humans? Right Grimmy?”--Misfire

“Me Grimlock.”--Grimlock

“See! He gets it.”--Misfire

“In a way, I guess it works.”--Buddy

Grimlock lays down near Buddy and occasionally poke their side or move some hair out of their face. Misfire along with trying to make Buddy laugh just chats with them. He does feel bad that Buddy was confined to the bed. On one visit, Misfire tried to smuggle Buddy out of the medbay to get a change in scenery. He didn’t get 10 steps out before Spinister is on his tailpipe trying to get Buddy back in the next.

“Shhh! Keep it down!”--Misfire

“I’m sorry but you are the one being smuggled right now?”--Buddy

“Yeah, well the planets are cool to look at and I thought I’d give you the privilege of seeing them.”--Misfire

“Yeah okay… but what about Spinister?”--Buddy

“What about him?”--Misfire

“What about me?”--Spinister

“Oh Scrap! Run!”--Misfire

Spinister is on top of all of Buddy’s needs the entire time. Will go on meaningless rants from time to time when things get too boring.

“Do you have squirrels living in your head?”--Spinister

“Do I have what?”--Buddy

One time he made a mini shooting range to entertain Buddy using the guns for shoot-shoot-bang-bang. This was quickly dismantled when Krok came in for a visit, apparently a safety hazard or something.

Buddy makes a full recovery and Spinister makes remarks about not getting sick again. Spinister now always carries a spare jacket in his subspace in case Buddy forgets theirs.

“Buddy take your jacket.”--Spinister

“Spinister I don’t need it.”Buddy

“I DoN’t NeEd iT. Yeah no, you’re taking the jacket.”--Spinister

[no-longer-flyhigh]

100% accurate, amirite?

Nickel and Crankcase are interchangeable...

[transingthoseformers]

Honestly I loved the variety of energon and energon related goods in MTMTE and LL

Like. Yes. Give us the energon sticks and the multicolored drinks and the goddamn energon soda cans Misfire is stealing from Krok in the Weak Anthropic Principle's shared fridge. Yes I still see the WAP's name and am zoomed back to the sound and imagining just. Faintly being able to hear Cardi B emanating from the ship.

[ppnuggie]

　　　　　　KROK x gn human reader

　　　　『　krok ,, gender neutral human reader    』

　　-> mer krok finding his soulmate who has thalassophobia

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, language barrier ,, mentions of almost drowning ,, merformers + soulmate au

　　— requested by a friend 😏 if you wanna request more scavengers stuff just go here to my wattpad where my book for this stuff is ,,

        mers had a built in compass when they were born . being techno-organic ,, they were equipped with other things too . yet this compass had to do with their sparkmate ,, as it would lead them to their lost lover . it would turn off when they met . krok was one of the few who was born with a compass that didnt tick . until years ago ,, it started up . ticking in the same direction . yet no matter where he went ,, he could never find his soulmate . always there ,, yet out of reach .

        he had been in a war during that time as well ,, having given up and focusing on fighting . he lost his pod ,, and those close to him . though that war had ended recently . he never stopped searching during it either ,, just not as much as before .

        with a new group he was in ,, called the scavengers ,, he was able to look a little more for his soulmate . they were quite the bunch ,, misfire ,, the sea lion ,, whose poison darts would never hit what he aimed at . there was crankcase ,, who was a species of larger tuna ,, he had the biggest frown known to mers . spinister was a shark ,, aware and alert yet not aggressive like some sharks krok had come upon . then fulcrum ,, an eel that would give low voltage shocks when spooked . he had a strong distaste for humans ,, saying they looked horrid . krok himself was a seahorse ,, though a bit more larger than most . it usually minicons or minibots who were smaller ,, being guppies and smaller marine life . he'd been given many strange looks for it ,, but didnt bother with them once .

        krok had seen few humans in his life time ,, as they were upon beaches but never too far out in the ocean . they were curious creatures ,, from what he had gathered from other mers . though no matter how soft and squishy they looked ,, some were said to be worse than overlord . some mers had been taken by them ,, tortured and examined ,, never to return to their pods .

        krok didnt want to think of that ,, let alone experience it either . sometimes he liked to watch them ,, splash around and play in the water . it reminded him of the days before the war . the days where it was okay ,, probably not the best but at least there weren't dead mers everywhere you swam .

        he checked his compass ,, seeing the arrow pointing north ,, towards the land . he tilted his head ,, confused as to why it pointed there . maybe he'd let spinister look at it later ,, attention drawn back to the land . he heard the warbling language of the humans ,, only understanding a few words .

        four humans surrounded one ,, forcing them to back up towards a deeper side of the ocean from the dock they were on . they sounded frantic ,, eyes watering yet the other humans didnt seem to care . this was the first krok had ever seen ,, humans treating their own kind horribly . one pushed the other off the dock ,, all laughing as they fell into the water and panicked . flapping their arms around as they struggled to stay afloat .

      they other humans watched a bit ,, making strange sounds at the one in the ocean ,, before leaving . krok watched ,, debating on what he should do . should he leave ? should he help ? he struggled to answer ,, only staying in the shade as he watched them suffer ,, water gathering in their mouth until they could no longer spit it out . their body sank ,, limbs faltering as they dropped in the water . without thinking too much on it ,, he swam forward ,, diving down after them . he scooped the human into his arms ,, rushing towards the surface and towards the land .

they coughed ,, sputtering out water as their eyes scrunched up . krok watched ,, backed up into the shallow water as he awaited for a reaction . he wasnt too sure what to do . their eyes had slowly opened ,, taking in their scenery as the memories came back . spitting more of the ocean out ,, they sat up and their eyes landed on the mer in front of them . they froze ,, paralyzed by the mer ,, chest rising and lowering faster as their heart raced .

krok wondered what they were thinking ,, he knew he shouldnt be here ,, that he shouldnt have helped them or stayed . yet he couldnt help himself ,, as their eyes flashed between him and the ocean ,, he was even more confused . tears welded in their eyes once again ,, slowly backing up from the water . it didnt take long for them to start scrambling to their feet and running away . leaving krok confused ,, and bewildered at his first experience with a human .

he slowly swam back to deeper waters ,, dunking down into the dark . he checked his compass once again ,, noticing that the arrow wasn't moving . almost like it broke ,, snapped in half as it pointed nowhere . his spark hummed ,, optics flashing bright at the realization .

_________

        it had been a few years since then ,, krok had met up with the human a few times after that . theyd cautiously go around and call for him on the dock . he wasnt too sure why they would ,, as he was sure they were frightened by him . their language was also difficult to learn and understand ,, having trouble with it .

      but with steady practice ,, he was able to understand them a bit . almost able to fully communicate with his soulmate . he learned their name first ,, still struggling with the pronunciation yet quite confident in his process so far . they seemed happy that he was learning their language . he was able to greet them ,, as well as a few phrases . he has yet to actually see what a "bastard" was ,, but they said it often when something happened to them .

he also learned of their fear for the ocean . that night they met he was sure they were frightened by him ,, but instead it was because of his home . they were scared of the ocean ,, wanting to get far away as possible . he could understand why ,, as they almost drowned that night were it not for him . slowly but surely over the years ,, he tried to coerce them into fearing the water less and less . it worked a bit ,, though they stayed in knee-high water instead of going far out .

he didnt mind ,, it was progress compared to their second meeting . where they stayed up on the dock a couple of feet back and tried to talk to him from afar . which is where he was right now ,, swimming around in the moonlight as he awaited for their presence .

they called out to him ,, head turning towards their voice . he swam over ,, chirping at them in his language . they had brought him food from their land ,, sooshe as they had called it . " (y/n) ,," he chirped their name ,, mispronouncing it a little . they smiled at him ,, taking off their outer layers that he learned were called clothes ,, and dipping into the water below . they held their food in hand ,, as well with those sticks hes seen them use .

they followed him over to their usual spot on a boulder a little more out in the water . they sat down ,, patting at his cheek and helm ,, before opening up their container . krok poked at the sticks ,, curious as to how theyre used . he tilted his head to the side so they'd understand he was interested . they gave a nod ,, before explaining in their language what it was . kopstiks ,, he tried to repeat to the word . they laughed a little ,, nodding along as they showed him how theyre used .

the kopsticks were placed in his servo ,, and he was quick to learn . he held them the same way he'd been shown ,, closing the two sticks together until they touched . his soulmate was giving him a cheer ,, as they usually do when he learned something new . whether it was an act or a new phrase .

        his spark thrummed ,, picking up the piece of sooshe and holding it up to their lips . their eyes widened briefly ,, before their mouth opened and they took it from the kopsticks . he was larger than them ,, hunching over so he can keep feeding them . their reached out to his chassis ,, stopping him momentarily as they finished chewing . he forgot about that sometimes ,, his mouth different than theirs .

        once they finished eating ,, their hands reached out to him . he knew what this had meant ,, placing his helm into their hands he purred against the affection . their eyes were soft upon him ,, welcoming ,, as he leaned in closer they placed a kiss where his mouth was closed . his optics dimmed ,, before offlining ,, savoring the moment .

        from afar ,, the rest of the scavengers observed . fulcrum was looking every where else ,, begging for them to leave so he wouldnt have to look at the human . misfire was chirping about krok finding his soulmate ,, crankcase and spinister just shrugged and watched from afar .

[staijey-the-creator]

Krok or Dreadwing?

I will not elaborate why

[idlepollingofcybertron]

KROK PROPAGANDA

Confirmed Triple M, leader of the Scavengers, and all-around best Decepticon commander KROK!

This man has been through so much.

But he keeps going on with his shipmates.

Support our best guy.

Vote Krok!

[rawmeknockout]

heyy could I request mtmte krok using toys (dildo/vibrator/whatever im not picky) on his cybertronian s/o?

A sigh startles out of your intake, back strut arching up with the hitch in your invents, body trying desperately to chase the meager vibrations Krok is allowing you to enjoy right now. No one could possibly get off on a vibrator’s lowest setting, he’s just teasing you. It’s easy enough to tell by the amused chuff that rumbles in his chest right beneath your audial. If you weren’t leaning back against him, straining to control your wriggling hips, you might have smacked him.

“You’re beautiful, sweetspark,” Your optics close at his words, letting them tumble around in your processor. You’re beautiful. You are beautiful. The most handsome mech you’ve ever seen thinks you’re beautiful. Should it still feel so special after spending years together? It makes your spark flutter and warm with wave after wave of affection. The whole room is nearly radiating the energy your intertwined fields make, filled to the brim with warm, roiling attraction. Fulcrum has mentioned offhandedly that it feels like living next to a nausea factory. You can’t be bothered to care about the disgusted noises the other Savengers make when you two are in the room. They’re just jealous of the stability that you two share.

The servo around your waist draws soothing circles in your side armor, pulling you firm and secure back into Krok’s chassis. There’s no where safer, no mech safer, nowhere else you would feel so comfortable letting someone hold a vibrator to your spike and node. After the war it had felt impossible to trust in anyone, especially your fellow ex-Cons. There’s was no one left who you could trust or who would, Primus forbid, trust you. Life had seemed so bleak. A pit of tar drowning you and any evidence you had ever existed. Krok had been the first mech willing to listen, willing to look past your barriers to see you. Nothing since has ever been so terrifying as knowing Krok could see right through you, see your pain, and still want to give you the care you had been desperate for.

He’s laser focused on your pleasure, the way your vents catch and body writhes to chase after that elusive charge. Just like Krok to be so intent on your pleasure that he forgoes his own, just so he can watch you and control the moment. If you had to guess, it may be his favorite way to relax, knowing he can set the pace and the method. You don’t mind handing over the reins if it’s him. There’s no one more trustworthy.

Your legs tremble open ever wider, valve clenching down on nothing as you try desperately to focus on the slow roll and rumble of the wand held against the base of your spike. If only it were just a touch faster. But you can just taste charge building in your system, crackling hard under your plating. Krok’s lovingly shushes you through a slow, processor-melting overload. The tension in your frame bleeds out with the charge whipping along your lines, the clutter of worries and gears plaguing you day in and day out have all been bleached away under the intense steady pleasure still curled tight around your interface.

[screamn-robo-drawin]

real scavs dont pay bills

[camp-mithril-lake]

Nah all I can think is that war's over,Krok got his clinic, Nickel just do whatever whacky medics things she wants and sometimes the two drinks and complaints about whatever the heck their definitely adult teammates did in the past that pissed them off

They're just tired parents figures

And then one night they got waaaaaay too tipsy and just throw all logic to the window and get into it

After a while Nickel telling Krok she got a parasite before pulling out the baby scan

Let's say Krok now needs to take responsibility,after he woke up from the shock of course-

Hahaha. I love cantankerous friendship turned parenthood.

I imagine that Nickel is very practical about everything while Krok is the one who is more openly excited after he gets used to the idea. He is a good mech and very attentive to Nickel and her decision on the matter. He tells the Scavengers how eagerly swarm Nickel, who is already a pseudo-Scavenger anyway!

Nickel feels melancholy about things sometimes, the Scavs antics reminding her of her murder family and leaving her wondering how they would have reacted. Krok ends up being very open to letting her talk and vent about them and share how much she loved these genuinely awful people. It brings the closer.

D-Day is, of course, absolutely wild, and not when they thought it would be. There is probably some extra nonsense going on all while Nickel is getting the sparkling out of her. All in all happy ending even if Krok and Nickel don't become romantic (I am leaning towards they do because this has made me like this pairing) Nickel has a pretty solid friend and family group who have firmly adopted her into them.

[driver270]

Caffeine Cult 🤖☕️

[no-longer-flyhigh]

Listened enough to answer. That's it.

Krok: Well, I warned you.

Misfire: You did.

Krok: But did you listen?

Misfire: No.

Krok: Do you ever listen?

Misfire: No.

Krok: Are you listening now?

Misfire: No.

[no-longer-flyhigh]

I'm try to see who the frag asked for your opinion... Krok...