#Tfa sentinel

[kairukitsuneo]

Guess who is the primer prime now, Sentinel Prime?

[sentinelprimeswife]

in honor of my thirteen year anniversary, i present to you the scene that made 5yr old me fall in love with sentinel:

[glacias-transformers-blog]

Basically---

[cyberrose2001]

Kinktober: Day 9

Prompt: Spanking

TFA Sentinel x afab gn human!reader

Warnings: Spanking, degradation, fingering, size difference, roleplaying.

Word Count: 1,542

Got a little carried away with this... just a little... i hope y'all enjoy

@sentinelprimeswife because she requested the character and wanted to be tagged :)

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the fleshy that's been snooping around on my ship," Sentinel slams the airlock shut, turning towards you with an authoritative posture, "You didn't think we'd have surveillance cameras, did you?"

You jump at the boom of the airlock, whipping your head around to face Sentinel like a deer in headlights. All you wanted to do was check out the weird spaceship in the dead centre of the city, but naturally, you got curious and slipped past the invisible shield through a hidden opening.

Well, that's what you would say if all this wasn't roleplay.

Everyone thinks that Sentinel is organic-repulsed, that he finds humans so disgusting and pathetic. But it's all a cover-up. His attraction to humans feels shameful and is considered an abomination, in his words. So he plays pretend so as to not make the other bots suspicious. But occasionally, there's an opportunity to play for real, with a little human Jazz made friends with.

It's cute really, how much it turns Sentinel on, to wield his power over you, a tiny human that has no business gettin' flirty with alien robots.

You feign fear, not expecting him to find you so soon. Though that's a bit stupid of you to think when your hiding place was Sentinel's private office. But it wasn't entirely an accident.

"I'm sorry sir," You back yourself up against the large desk, much too large for you, "I-I was just curious-"

"Oh you were curious, were you?" Sentinel scoffs, striding over to you, "You humans have a saying, now what was it- ah yes, curiosity killed the tiger."

"Cat."

"Whatever," Sentinel rolls his optics, "My point is, you've got some nerve sneaking around on my ship, squishy. And that's enough to warrant punishment for a Cybertronian, let alone a human."

You bite your lip, "What kind of punishment are we talking about, sir?"

Sentinel looks down at you, getting an absolute kick out of the difference in size. His derma tugs at the corner, "That's for me to know and for you to find out."

You watch with ardour as he walks around to his chair behind the desk and sits down, though his posture seems more relaxed. He clears his vocalizer, a garbled static with a hidden excitement, "Well? Are ya gonna come out from the front of my desk or what?"

Taking a small gulp, you briskly walk behind his desk where he sits, standing next to his pedes. You don't dare look up at him, half out of embarrassment for what's to come and half from the sheer nausea-inducing height difference from this angle.

"Now, instead of just standing there, why don't you come closer?" Sentinel scowls, returning to his assertive personality after faltering for a moment. He leans down with an outstretched servo, and before you can even blink, he literally scoops you up to his eyeline. God if you weren't having head spins before, you sure are now.

"Hey don't do that I'll-"

"Don't even say it, you freak me out enough." Sentinel lies through his dentae, but he pulls a one-eighty real quick when he flips you on your stomach with a finger, "Arch your back struts, that's an order."

Ohhh. You know exactly where this is going now. He wants to spank you into obedience. You weren't going to lie, Sentinel is definitely the type of mech to have this kind of kink. Though a bit tamer than you were expecting, the thought of getting spanked by Sentinel sends a shiver of arousal to your core.

So you obey, arching your back for him. He, surprisingly, helps you out by bending his middle digit so you can drape your upper body over it. He's got a full view, tight jeans showing off all your humanly curves.

Sentinel's breath hitches, he can't help but bask in the warmth of your soft, pliable body. How you just melt into his servo and bend so fluidly. But he's getting distracted. He'll let himself lose control later, for now, he'll try to maintain at least some of his dignity.

"Look at you, taking orders like a good organic," Sentinel taunts, using his other servo to trace down your back, "I half expected you to put up a fight; a bit disappointing actually."

You don't have the nerve to say anything, afraid that you'll say something you'll regret. Because it's only a matter of seconds before Sentinel notices the small wet patch seeping through your jeans.

"Not talking?" Sentinel teases again, trailing a digit to your ass, "I guess I'll just have to make you scream."

Sentinel wiggles his digit behind the waistband of your jeans, pulling them down to your knees. If he didn't notice how wet you were before, he most certainly does now. He groans at the sight of the foreign sticky fluid soaking through your underwear, his spike involuntarily pulses behind his panel. Oh, what he would give to bend you over his desk right now. But you're far too small for his length.

"If my knowledge of humans is correct, I would say that you like this." Sentinel runs his fingertip across your ass, "How pathetic."

Before you could open your mouth to actually give him a comeback, he strikes the fat of your ass with a flick of his digit. A simple move on his part, but it was enough force to send you forward and make you cry out.

"There's your first one," Sentinel soothes the area, rubbing the reddened area gently, "Let's see how much more you can take, trespasser."

He does it again with just as much force but on your other ass cheek, watching how the soft flesh jiggles. Though he's 'punishing' you, he watches your every move and listens out for your safe word, making sure he's not pushing you to your limit.

A gush of arousal seeps between your legs at the third slap, back arching outwards like a cat with each one in a kneejerk reaction. Tears start to prick at your eyes at the sting, but you don't bother wiping them away. You know Sentinel likes to see the reactions he gets out of you.

Nearly half an hour passes, and your ass is red-raw, jeans ripped off long ago, crumpled on the desk. You're like a trembling leaf in his servo, which now collects a small pool of your fluids in his palm. You never once complained or back-chatted, taking your punishment like a good little organic. Sentinel's spike slipped past his array a while ago, and now resorts to grinding against the desk in replacement for his hands being full.

"One more," Sentinel pants, hips softly grinding against the desk, "Be a good little human and take one more for me..."

"Sentinel, please..." You whimper out, prepping yourself for the next sting. It comes swiftly, causing a shaky cry from you. But you take it, letting the tears run down your face and onto the digit you rest heavily on.

"Good... very good," Sentinel groans, rewarding you with a few pats on your back, "You took that a lot better than expected, I suppose you deserve a little repayment."

You half expected him to slap you again, but he doesn't. Instead, he moves your underwear to the side and rubs the tip of his digit against your soaking slit. The relief of finally getting some stimulation to your numbed nervous system causes a rush of exhilaration, and you can't help but grind against his digit.

"Please... I've been good," You shiver as you feel him press past your folds, "I promise I won't snoop around on your ship again I swear- nghffh!"

"I've heard enough of your yapping," Sentinel pushes his digit the rest of the way inside you, growling at how hot and tight you feel, "All I wanna hear from you now is those little whimpers, you understand?"

"Mhm," You moan as he thrusts and curls inside you, wet squishy sounds accompanying your whimpers, "Yes, sir."

"Good little organic..." Sentinel pants, resuming his grinding against the desk, focusing on how your tight cunt eagerly swallows him up, "Primus, I bet you'd look so tiny on my spike, wouldn't you?"

"Yes sir," You're so fucking desperate to cum at this point, you start bouncing your ass on his finger, imagining it's his thick spike stretching and filling you out, "Fuck... nffnn-"

"Bet you'd be so warm too," He groans, close to finishing on his own, "Frag it-"

Sentinel cries out as he shoots thick ropes of transfuid across his desk, spike throbbing with yearning. Though trembling through his overload, his relentless thrusts of his digit buried inside you only hasten.

And before long, he's watching you cum hard around his finger, impaling yourself as much as you can on him. You cry, scream and jerk as you work yourself through it. Fluid drips from between your shaking thighs, running down your legs as you collapse on his hand.

Sentinel half-laughs half sighs in exhaustion, slipping his finger out and flopping back onto his chair. He lifts you back to his level, petting your limp form with a shaky servo, "Guess you're good for somethin' after all, human."

[uselessmicrowave]

not requested!

headcanons for tfa sentinel, ratchet and optimus with a s/o who has face dysphoria

sentinel

He’s had to comfort Optimus for the same issue back in the academy, hell, he’s been through this himself.

He’ll let you hide your face in his neck cables when the dysphoria is especially hard. He’ll rub your back and tell you how well you’re dealing with this.

When Sentinel initiates cuddles, he’ll make a point to kiss your face.

It makes his spark hurt to see you cry, so he’ll do his best to avoid it and distract you with games, human television or bad jokes.

ratchet

If he notices, he will ask about it. There have been so many bots that he had to take care of with self inflicted wounds. He would hate for that to happen to you.

If Ratchet sees you trying to hide your face, he’ll drag you to the side and try to get you to talk about it.

He may lend you a medical mask if you are having a rough day.

Lots of kisses on your jawline or nasal ridge. In privacy, of course, but always very sweet to you.

optimus

He’s gone through this, he’s still going through it.

There was a point in the academy where he would refuse to take his battle mask off, wether that be ordered by an officer or to refuel in front of his friends.

He, much like Ratchet, will get you away from the team and ask if you’re doing alright. You don’t need to talk about this with him, he already knows the feeling.

You’ll go back to his room to cuddle if the dysphoria is bad. He may cry with you depending on how uneasy you are and what kind of solar cycle it’s been.

[starsh0ck]

His top surgery scars say “trans” in cybertronian and I’m going crazy over it

[jarofloosescrews]

Two illustrations I did for Keyan’s TFA What Could Have Been Season 4 youtube vid.

[nep-nomer]

Ykw? He grew on me.

Starsentinel? Sentiscream? Senti-mental? Haha, y'all decide :3

[maccadamsandler]

since we never see Blurr’s time in autobot training I think it would be fun to imagine he’s older than Bumblebee and was actually Sentinel Prime’s drill sergeant

[gay4ratchet]

Sentinel X Optimus... Seeing north lights for the first time..

“I told you it would be nice.” Optimus says quietly. The blue and red bot pulls Sentinel to the ground by his servo. For a moment, both of the blue bots observe the green and waving lights. They dance in the sky like teal and green dyed ribbons in the air.

Optimus looks to Sentinel, expecting an awestruck expression due to the display. Instead, his point of focus seems to be directed at him. The blue and red bot blushes.

“Hey, I thought we came out here to see the lights.” Optimus half-teases, nervously taking the other mech’s servo.

“Yeah, but you look better than the lights.” Sentinel blushes, looking away from him. His grip tightens, he’s probably just as nervous as Optimus is.

“You’re pretty too, Sentinel.” He squeezes Sentinel’s servo, smiling. Optimus wishes that this, sitting on the ground and blushing and holding servos with Sentinel would be the rest of his life.

[kairukitsuneo]

MERRY CHRISTMAS 🎄🎅 🎁🎁🎁 Come get your gift (no

[sentinelprimeswife]

rewatched the episode autoboot camp and this came to my mind…

-alternative-

[glacias-transformers-blog]

Another silly. My silly series. Hehe

[gritsandbrits]

A friendship built on mockery, jealousy, envy and belittling everyone, is not a friendship at all.

[ID: sparkly green background with the following paragraphs written in light-green cursive font:

I feel that Optimus's hero arc in TFA would not be complete without ending his friendship with Sentinel to show that you aren't responsible for fixing broken envious people esp. If they refuse to do their part in mending the relationship/their own selves.

In the show Sentinel tries to bring Optimus down either by mocking him for his failures or undermining his agency/talents. Even in the last episode he was jealous Optimus got praises for saving Cybertron.

At first Optimus tolerates mistreatment cuz he and Sentinel went thru the same tragedy and were friends for the longest time. Over the course of the show Optimus gradually begins to stand up for himself. It helps that he has a truer set of friends in his crewmates and time on Earth unlearning toxic ideals of his homeworld.

Optimus learns that he is allowed to take up space, move on from his mistakes and grow. Acts of heroism and interacting with different characters help him gain better self esteem and perspective. To where he easily returns barbs to Sentinel if he tries to mess with him again.

What does this have to do with jealousy? Well, Sentinel typically regarded Optimus for his bad qualities and assumes he doesn't deserve good things. He tries to put him down to make himself look better in comparison. He thinks Optimus being a maintenance man means treating him like his personal punching bag. Only to be proven wrong.

Optimus's compassionate nature earns him friends and eventually the respect of Cybertron. Optimus makes good with what he has WITH EVERYTHING he got, flaws included. Optimus hasn't sacrificed the whole sum of himself, unlike Sentinel who hardened his spark for materialistic wealth.

Optimus helped others on the show; learning to reinforce his needs and boundaries could've shown how he become his own hero too. That being a hero doesn't mean letting people walk all over you or take advantage of your kindness.

If Sentinel refused to see Optimus for what he is then he (Optimus) is not obligated to stay. Some folks are just walls.

It's hard & painful. But just cause you know a person for years doesn't mean you should stay friends with them. Sometimes cutting off toxic people is one of the bravest things you can do.

TFA did a good job showing the exhausting reality of toxic friendships/people, the importance of standing up for yourself, and the value of having true friends who support you no matter what./end ID]

[cyberrose2001]

Not a request. But I was rewatching TFA and I couldn't help but think of Sentinel not believing that Optimus lays down the nastiest, toe curling, back arching pipe to his sweet human lady love. Like the bots being so traumatized (slightly proud) by the screaming and moaning, Optimus' room had to be relocated to the far side of the warehouse.

I cant help but think about the other ask of Sentinel sneaking a peak, but he would also be the biggest cockblock on the planet, just overall salty and petty. Finding any excuse or reason to call Optimus or even going as far as giving Ultra Magnus a reason to call.

Plus, I definitely see the bots and sweet baby angel Sari being his wingmen. Cause they see how happy they are. Eventhough Ratchet warns them about a possible sparking or two... or three.

K. Let me shut up.

Happy new year.🥰

tfa optimus would be the sweetest yet roughest bot, soft and slow yet hitting allll the right places

sentinel’s just jealous that he cant get laid (or whether he’s just secretly jealous of optimus banging humans because he definitely absolutely does not have a thing for organics)

[uselessmicrowave]

Listen I’m so bad at coming up with prompts to request, so forgive me if it’s rough.

Can I get TFA Optimus and reader both dominating Sentinel? Maybe some edging, maybe some humiliation? Or neither, just whatever flavor of kink you want as long as Sentinel gets roughed up a bit.

“Ah-! Ohh Optimus, please-”

"What's that, Sentinel?"

“Please!” Sentinel whines, spark thrumming and throbbing in Optimus’ blue servos. He lets out a wanton moan as the red bot squeezes gently, withering below him on the berth.

“What's your place again, Sentinel?”

“Below you- hnn-” his voice falters as Optimus drags a digit along his spark chamber, making him shiver as pleasure rattles through his frame. "Please please!"

Sentinel practically screams as the red bot scratches the surface of his spark, making sure not to hurt him, but making sure he could feel it.

He trembles in Optimus' servos, his life force entrusted to the other prime. And the way he trembled and shook at the prime's servos was just so good, he would never want to stop, even if his frame was covered in transfluid by the first few kliks.