#Meteorfire

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[rinovarka]

🌌💫Alien Alien Hunters🛸👽

Cosmos and Meteorfire my shared brain cell beloveds you’ll always be famous to me <3

[cybertron-smash-or-pass]

Cyberverse Meteorfire

[textsfromcybertron]

(831): operation Bang Australian Boy = oh so successful

[liaswritesrobots]

If you need a refresher on some of these bots, here is the wiki page!

[overactiveimaginationhere]

Together with his best Sheila cosmos, meteorfire hosts the educational show alien hunt, where the two chronicle their endless journey across the universe to visit countless planets. Every episode meteorfire happily tells his viewers all about the beautiful and dangerous wildlife on whatever planet he and Cosmos are currently on. Meteorfire transformers into a trooper class cybertronian medium personnel jet frigate. Meteorfire can extend an orange energy tonfa from the rotor assembly mounted on either forearm

[brandwhorestarscream]

Imagine a Cybertronian being interested by humans, so they dedicated their life researching these mysterious, sentient organics.

They have became the Steve Irwin of Cybertronians.

Did you mean: Meteorfire? He literally checks all the boxes:

[X] silly goofy australian guy

[X] likes studying other life forms

[X] has a beloved tv show

I could definitely see him happily researching all life on earth, but focusing specifically on humans because they mirror a lot of cybertronian tendencies, be it self-customization, producing fuel for their young with their own bodies, or just the way they walk. He's fascinated by them and they make for very interesting segments on his show 😌

[transingthoseformers]

Meteorfire deserves more attention in the fandom

[fadednorth]

He can be a Bi*c* and keep it that way

[Perhaps I dip me feet into more...later?

[cyberrose2001]

hello ;3

may i slip in a request cyberverse meteorfire and a human reader, meteorfire finding little human reader and deciding to poke and press and the reader (can be recorded or not)? there can be pressing of the bladder involved if you so choose, or maybe a squeezing kink...? anything you want to write for<3

have fun take your time love you pookie bear<3

Cyberverse Meteorfire x afab! gn! human reader

lil bit nervous to post this, but fuck it we ball

also for those unfamiliar with aussie slang, "darlin'" is mostly gender-neutral over here

Warnings: Bladder holding, dub-con, human kink, body squeezing, size kink, fingering

Word count: 592

18+ only minors do not interact

"You're a strange little thing, aren't ya darlin'?" Meteorfire leers above you, a camera hovering just above the bed he's got you tied to, "Nevah seen a human quite like you before."

You choose to stay silent, still traumatised from being plucked from your backyard by this alien. Though, the way this guy is speaking to you, he's making you feel like you're the alien. A metal chain and collar around your neck further confirm your speculations. Not to mention being talked down to and documented with the camera as if you belong on Animal Planet.

"Now, humans are notoriously known for being a bit aggro. Which is why I've taken tha necessary precautions to keep it from lashin' out." He gives the chain around your neck a few light tugs, and you can't help the growl that emanates up your throat.

"But if there's one thing ya gotta know about humans," Meteorfire wraps his metallic hand around your waist, giving it a light squeeze, "It's how fragile and squishy they are."

Your breath hitches in your throat, and a burst of adrenaline rushes through you, thinking you're about to be crushed to death. He only has to squeeze a little bit more before you end up with a perforated lung. It's making you feel lightheaded and dizzy, and you pray that you don't pass out.

Meteorfire lets out a hearty laugh, "Yeah, nah, I wouldn't do that," He releases his grip, and you let out a desperate gasp, but he keeps a finger pressed just below your belly button, "I ain't that cruel."

Heaving your chest, you train your eyes to where he keeps his pointer finger. And it's become painfully aware to you how long it's been since you've...uh...relieved yourself, in the most politest way possible. But this guy definitely knows what he's doing or has done way too much research on humans. Because you start to squirm at his touch, small whimpers escape your lips.

Meteorfire notices this and narrows his optics to the small wet patch between your crotch, "My my, looks like the little human is enjoying this..." His voice lowers, circling his finger and slowly trailing to the wet patch.

Fuck. You really need to go; you're on the cusp of losing control of your bladder. All you can think about is wanting to squeeze your thighs together, but you can't when the mech has his hands spreading them apart.

"C'mon, darlin'," Meteorfire digs his fingers underneath the band of your pants and pulls them off you, undergarments included, which seem to be already drenched, "Show me what you humans are made for..." It's like he's no longer talking to the invisible audience through the camera and more to himself, far too deep in his xenophilic fantasy to realise.

Meteorfire groans, using his other hand to massage through your folds, dipping his finger inside your drenched cunt. It's warm wet and sends a visible shiver up his spinal strut, "Slag... I've always wondered..."

"Please..." You whimper-beg. You're unsure what for, though. Maybe you're in too deep, too, because being finger fucked unwillingly by an alien robot feels so good, yet so wrong.

Meteorfire is genuinely surprised you can talk, but his curiosity is piqued.

"Ohh, so you can talk, ey?" Meteorfire curls his finger and massages your aching bladder, causing you to arch your back and cry, "Well, in that case, the name's Meteorfire." He presses down on your bladder again and grins.

"And that's tha only thing I wanna hear comin' out from your mouth."

[raudart]

Cyberverse Meteorfire :]

i'd like to see more of this guy

[fanficmaniatic]

Who would you Conjunx, Amica, Deactivate:

Meteorfire, Blurr, Volcanicus

Okey okey….

I gues my frist answer Is that I would make Volcanicus my Amica. There is too many for me to conjux/deactivate. I love them all, but Half of them I (Swoop/ Slug) I love as if they were my kids. Grimlock? Would conjux in a beat, but I have to think of it in group, you know?

Now, Meteorfire and Blurr. On one hand, I would never kill Meteorfire, the dude is nice, he is a blorbo in law to me. But Conjux material? It’s making this complicated. Blurr on the other hand… Is not husband material either, I’ll admit that, and what is one more death to the dude? But you know what Blurr means to me… You know what you did 😫 I cant be the hand that pulls the trigger on Blurr, not like this. 😭

But Alas… Killing MeteorFire makes me lose the love of the bestie. Killing Blurr… painful…

So, I would deactivate Meteorfire and Conjux Blurr… is the only way, I am sorry.

[margoshamangolord]

FOLKS I FINISHED CYBERVERSE (thoughts and spoilers under cut)

—The 10 minute format was very comfy because i just could literally squeeze an episode on my school break or something

—I love the stylistic so much! Cartoony type of 3D oohhh yesss it was incredible for my eyes

—Ive heard that cbv is insane but nothing prepared me for the sheer SCALE of what happens here. It's everything i dreamt of in the tf franchise and i did not expect that fr, especially 3rd-4th season

—GAAAALSSS HAI GIRLLLLLSSSS HI GIRLIESSSSSS GIRLLLLSSSSSSS GIRLSSSSSS YAAAAAYYYYYYYY

—They made Grimlock a hot king and it's a good decision, i loved his story with the dinosaurs

—Windblade and Bumblebee have the cutest relationship ever ohmyygooood

—Teletraan x is a guy to kiss

—I believe that Starscream had the insanest story in cbv. Boy started a suicide cult and gave birth to scraplets and then escaped his therapist and became a judge of his universe because he led weird tentacle aliens to cybertron

—Grimlock and Arcee also have the cutest relationship ever

—Slipstream's death made me jump and bash my head into wall

—I COULDN'T STOP LAUGHING AT SHOCKWAVE'S GOOFY ASS ALTMODE WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT THING 😭😭😭😭WHY DOES IT HAVE LEGS 😭😭IS THAT WHY HE'S ALWAYS ANGRY??? BECAUSE HE GOT THAT THING AS HIS FORM???? LMAAAAOOOO

—ALSO HIS GOOFY RELATIONSHIP WITH WHEELJACK AND SOUNDWAVE 💀💀💀IM CRYING YOU ARE FUCKING EX BOYFRIENDS DTOP

—On a more serious note his sacrifice was a very interesting point to character

—Cheetor's death actually made me cry because FUCKING HELL YOYE SO NICE..... His relationship with Bumblebee actually hurt my heart so bad what the FUCJ was that why must you kill me

—One of the most underrated optimuses imo, possesses all traits of tfp op and has them accented but somehow is ignored

—CLOOOOOOOBBBBEEEEERRRRRR CLLOOOOBERRRRRR LET ME HUG YOU KISS YOU CLOBBER PLEASE GIVE ME A CHANCE I WANT TO KISS YOU UUGHHHHHHHHH YOURE SO SWEEEEEEETTTTTT I CAAAANNNNTTTTT

—My favourite version of Soundwave. I was practically chewing on the screen every time he appeared, i was up from my seat when he was shown to grow warmer toward autobots/appreciate teamwork in season 3-4, and his death at the end made me SCREAM (as well as hot rod's comments. fucking hell dubstep compilation torture 💀💀)

—my first time seeing whirl he really is a bird

—SHADOWSTRIKERRRRR BUMBLEBEE HAIIIIIIIIIII

—(looks at bumblebee) shake your ass robot boy

—Thunderhowl and optimus should probably kiss

—Also i loved how this show goes well with the lack of humans

—Meteorfire and Cosmos have the cutest relationship ever

—The megop in cbv goes so hard it's unbelievable!!! They are so fucking divorced!!! They love each other!!! They hate each other!!! They're so disgusting and stupid I'm in love

—DINOBOTS HAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIII

—The quintesson thing was actually my favourite because of the overall atmosphere and the character interactions, it really showed them all well

—MMACCADAM YYYAAAAAYYYYY MY FAVOURITE GUYYYYY AHHHHHHH WEIRD ASSS GRAMDPA RAHHHHH YOURE SO COOL AAAAAHHHHHHHH

—I absolutely loved weird aliens in this show

—Skybyte and jetfire were insane with their dramatic rivalry

—SOUNDWAVE AND SOUNDBLASTER ENEMIES FOREVER BECAUSE OF BEATBOX MATCH 💀💀💀💀💀💀

—genuinely i loved all of the introduced characters!!!!!!!

—and, of course. the twitch stream funeral

[textsfromcybertron]

(660): THAT stays in the CAR. And if one fucking person who was NOT in the car brings it up, I will KILL you. Thank you.

(816): ..So we should take it off YouTube?

[cybertron-smash-or-pass]

NOOOOOOO I MISSED THE METEORFIRE POLL :(

I’m so sad, that man made me realise I was gay

That's one hell of an awakening and based as all hell.

[anony-man]

This was a fun one! Enjoy!

Chubformers drabble #136!

Character: Cosmos (Cyberverse)

Word count: 1.2k

Cosmos wasn’t sure how to put it, but something had gotten to her. It was like the sniffles, or that nagging feeling that told her she and her rather reckless cohost were being watched the moment they’d set foot into uncharted territory, but it was… well, it was different. She was hungry was all, but that was it—that and the fact that her seemingly insatiable appetite now showed no signs of ever being satisfied, that is.

Recalling the details was tough, especially considering that the cause of her little problem was yet to be determined. Cosmos wasn’t about to admit anything to Meteorfire, and she sure wasn’t about to bring up any complaints to the local medical clinic. Being a part of a show like Alien Hunt! had its risks, and she knew that. Slag, your average mech sitting on their aft to tune in and watch had to have known there were risks involved!

Something had gone wrong somewhere along the line, but that wasn’t what worried her most. She could deal with a few dents and scuffs here and there, and she could even deal with whatever curse from unnamed alien species out there had landed her here with a bottomless tank. What worried her most was that this sudden urge to eat and eat and eat had yet to go away, even after days—no, weeks—of battling it.

The brave explorer, now resigned to hiding out in her quarters before another expedition with Meteorfire, whined under her breath for the umpteenth time as she pinched at the folds of her midsection. How long had it been now? Three weeks? Four? It was hard to pinpoint exactly when the problem arose, but she could at least thing back to when she’d first started having to sneak off set for a snack and pack extra treats to get her through the day.

Hunger wasn’t quite the right word for what she was dealing with, but to be honest, there really wasn’t ever a right or wrong way to describe whatever came from a bad run-in with the wrong crowd of aliens. From downright weird to a little intimidating, she’d seen a lot, and she’d experienced plenty more. A bot learned to grow a wide variety of descriptors when dealing with television shows and the unexplainable, and she prided herself on being able to describe just about any given experience in the moment… or after. This, however, left her feeling stumped—and hungry. Sort of hungry? No, very hungry. Primus, she was practically starved.

Cosmos’ fingers kneaded and pinched at her softened frame, her frown ever deepening and her whines growing ever louder. Today had to have been the worst day so far, what with her inability to go very long without stopping to stuff her face until she could hardly move. It didn’t make sense, not in the slightest… but what was she supposed to do?

Ravenous hunger around the clock and a nearly insatiable appetite wasn’t exactly something she had time for, but a bot had to do what a bot had to do. Meteorfire had started to get pretty peeved with her and her sudden habit of brushing off scheduled studio sessions and arranged trips to new locations, but what was she supposed to do? She couldn’t go more than five minutes without having to stop and eat anymore, and once she started, it was hard to put down the cookie jars.

It was a problem. It was a really, really big problem, and just like her belly (and her appetite), it was only getting bigger.

When you were shooting episodes for a show as big as Alien Hunt!, things tended to blend together pretty quickly. There was one instance that stood out like a sore digit in Cosmos’ processor, on an unfortunate trip that left her covered in bright blue alien goop and stinking like sulfur for days afterwards. She’d played it up for the cameras in the moment, and the episode itself, having aired long since then, did wonders. However…

“Great. Death by alien goop,” she muttered to herself, wincing as a painful pinch to her belly earned a rather grumpy gurgle from her (not so) empty tanks. “Or hunger pains… or maybe even bursting at the seams. Primus, who knows!”

She could already see the headliner of an episode. Poor Meteorfire. Still, the damage had been done, and poor Cosmos’ new appetite showed no signs of slowing down anytime soon.

They were scheduled for a full day of shooting starting that morning, and one check of her internal chronometer told her she was cutting it very, very close already. She was due to be cleaning up and heading to meet her co-host right this second, not sitting here with her servos rubbing her paunch and eyeing the untouched treats on her berthside table!

And yet… story of her life, this was. Maybe Meteorfire could wait a little while longer. He’d been in a poor mood all day. What more could it hurt?

Rubbing her rumbly belly and feeling up how much weight she’d begun putting on was pretty uncomfortable, but nothing was more uncomfortable than doing so while denying her poor tanks what they needed—or wanted. She wasn’t sure which one was more accurate given the circumstances. Nonetheless, she made quick work of fixing the problem, even if it was only a temporary solution. A few big bags of crunchy slivers of crumbled rust sticks later and she was feeling much, much better. Maybe not full, or even close to satisfied, but the hunger had dissipated, if only slightly.

Cosmos sighed again, but the worry in her voice and the furrow of her optical ridges was gone. She rubbed at her belly for the umpteenth time, much happier to find that its protruding rolls of fat had rounded out to a nice, firm dome. It wasn’t perfect, and it probably wouldn’t last her long, but it’d do for the time being. She couldn’t keep Meteorfire waiting much longer without consequences, that was for sure.

Slowly, she swung her legs over the side of the berth and hoisted herself up to her pedes. Every step was slow and awkward, and the bulk of her frame weighed her down much more than it had before the little so-hungry-it’s-not-even-funny incident, but she made do. It was first things first, and that meant getting her unexplained absence over with before Meteorfire blew a gasket.

On her way out the door, Cosmos stopped to survey the remnants of the whirlwind of trashed bags and empty treat containers she’d left in her last binge. There was a handful of snacks left to feast upon, thank Primus, and rather than bother asking just how such a miracle had happened to her, she took it and ran. A little snack in her storage for later was better than nothing, as she could already tell today was going to be a long, long day.

First things first, that was the motto of the month. Cosmos wasn’t sure what was wrong with her, but she had a feeling it’d be a while before she figured it out. In the meantime, all she could do was sit back, feed her angry tanks, and hope that the waddle in her step and the overhang of the gut forming wasn’t noticeable enough for her co-host or the viewers to acknowledge.