#Ultra Magnus x reader

[tinydefector]

I love the perfume pheromone so much could you write about how Ultra Magnus/Mimimus and Rung react to it please 👀👀👀

Ultra Magnus

He gets hit with the sweet scent that smells like Galium Gummies and Energon wine it has him doing a double take in his office as he works alongside you. He's so confused as to where it is coming from until his sensor all points to you. He tries to be subtle about it, inching closer in hopes he could inhale the sweet scent. His intake lubricates, and his sensors start going haywire. "What is that?" He asked, trying not to lean in closer. When he realises its on your skin it makes him desperate want to taste it.

"Oh, it's perfume. Sorry, is it really strong? I hope it isn't, " you call out while rechecking some of the flight gear and taking stock of what would be needed at the next planet the ship stopped on. He ends up walking off to take care of his issue before he can succumb to the sweet scent that's overwhelming his sensors.

Minimus (in case people like them separated)

He's deep in recharge when you pounce on him. His optics flick on as you smile down and laugh slightly at his surprised expression. A content hum leaves him as he pulls you down into a kiss, and then his scenors finally register the scent that seems to dance on your skin. His lips trail across your throat and collar bone as he pulls you snugly into his lap. Slowly grinding against you as he continues his assault on your skin, leaving hickies in his wake. "You test my patience too much, beloved," he mumbles into your shoulders. Another giggle leaves you as he rolls you to lay on the berth.

Minimus is a very passionate lover when given the chance, littering kisses on your skin in the aftermath of your teasing. Holding you close as he traces his digits across your face, his optics watching in true awe as if you were a gift from primus himself.

Rung

Dear Lord, if this bot smells perfume, it's like a switch flips. He's on you the moment he sees you dragging you into a passion kiss as he desperately works your clothes off. He's a rather passionate lover, and despite his calm and soothing nature, he is a beast in berth. You are rather sore after the amount of rounds you both have. In the end, you're sleeping pressed against his chassis with Blankets pilled around you as he softly reads.

He ends up looking for a very specific perfume to gift you later on. One he believes will taste divine on your skin.

To Rung, you taste like red energon with copper swerlls and rubies.

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Ultra Magnus: “This is the fifth code of conduct you’ve broken this week! What do you have to say for yourself?”

Human, trying to act innocently: “I’m sorry, Magnus. Is there anything I can do to make up for my bad behavior?”

Ultra Magnus, pausing to think before answering: “We’ll, there is one thing you could do, but it’ll be hard and you’ll be up all night with me.”

Human, giddy at the implications: “I’ll take the offer then and believe me, I’ll work very hard.”

Later, in Magnus’ office, Human is helping with organizing reports and filing data-pads, obviously upset and defeated

Human, sighing: “I should’ve know better, I should’ve know…”

[riskyraiker]

So I saw your requests were open and that you do both x men and tfp, leading to me wondering how would the team prime and the cons react to a mutant reader? And could readers mutant ability be like Johny Storm from Fantastic 4? (Keep up the good work 👍)

LOVE IT! ALSO YOU GET EXTRA POINTS FOR MIXING UP TFP AND X-MEN. I wrote this as platonic. Let me know if you want any romantic version

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How did you end up like this? No one knows, but they don't even know you're like this. Ecxept Miko, Raf and Jack, since you know that they're friends with huge fraggin robots. When you met the bots it wasn't the best situation, because you were enraged about the events that happened at home that day. Almost engulfed in flames you calm down when you spot Miko talk to a bit bulky bot behind an abandonded building. You saw the bots which resulted in you being brought to the base. You were amazed that you could forget the sorrow you have for being different. You grew close with the team really quick, even Ratchet took a liking to you. The moment the team sees your ability for the first time was when they were cornered by cons in a energon mine. Since there was no backup at the moment you ran out and light yourself up. At first the autobots thought you were an alien or something, but when they realize it's you they didn't believe it at first. The vehicons weren't so lucky since you almost melted some of their limbs. Once the fight was done they just stared at you. "Uhh..guys? Does anyone have some spare clothes?"

Optimus Prime

He would be confused. Like literally confused which is rare, but still you managed to achieve it.

You're human and fire should hurt you. How do you light yourself on fire?!

The moment you tell them that you're a mutant and your not the only one they start to do some research on these so called "mutants"

He would ask you what you can do and what your abilities are.

Doesn't like the idea of having you on the battlefield even if it means that the autobots have the upperhand

You're now his child. No objections.

The team needs help? You're there to melt them down and that earns you a big lecture from Optimus about how they can't risk human lives.

If he's wounded you would melt the metal gently and repair it.

Since he's made of metal some of his plating might be cold. So he absolutely loves how you work like an furnace.

Ratchet

Almost freaked out by your abilities.

"Y/N IS ON FIRE BY THE ALL SPARK WHY IS NO ONE DOING ANYTHING"

The moment he gets to know about your so called mutation he turns into a fragging scientist. Blood samples, dna samples and etc.

Anytime there's any need for repairs he just picks you up and points where repair is needed.

"Fix it, you're smaller, steadier and you're hot"

He wouldn't realize his mistake until you laugh straight into his face "what's so funny? Wha- NO NOT LIKE THAT"

He would love your help in the medbay since you can mold wounds.

Your now his favorite assistant in medbay and in the lab

Bumblebee

He thinks you're so awesome! A human who can light themselves on fire with no harm?!

He would ask you to fly or use any other abilities out or nowhere because he wants to see you as your true self

If you could understand him he would straight up just rant how cool you are. He also gave you a nickname which is Firefly

He loves giving you hugs since you're so warm.

He's in trouble? They're melted before he can even ask for backup

He's your big bro now and Raf your lil bro. You're the best sibling duo there is.

On cold nights he would just keep you on his shoulder so he could feel your warmth close to his face so he can relax

Arcee

Oh she would be speechless. You can melt vehicons, fly somehow and just in general use your abilities

You're now her favorite human (BYE JACK)

She would love to watch you make fireshows

Your warmth would comfort her since she's lonely sometimes

She would call you as backup anytime the team is struggling

✨The sassy team✨

Oh you two would be unstoppable. Cybertronian femme whose sassy and a mutant who is also sassy.

Bulkhead

Oh he would take you for a drive to ask you all kind of questions

First he thought the cons lit you on fire and panicked

After that he wants to see your abilities. That includes you having clothes on (of course🤨)

He would be so interested, but terrified about your ability to melt cybertronians

He's a wrecker! Of course your abilities will be useful.

He wouldn't like the idea of you in the battlefield, but still is amazed how well you handle it.

The big chunky guy is usually warm but won't mind some extra warmth from your body in the colder days.

He's bored? Be ready to fire up.

Wheeljack

Oh oh oh! You'll never hear the end of it. He's around every corner begging you to light up.

He's more chaotic than bulkhead so of course he's after you all the time and asking you to set things on fire.

Wouldn't actually mind going on patrol with you since you're so awesome

He would secretly carry you around on missions to have you melt the cons. I bet he would stare sadisticly.

But don't worry he wouldn't risk your life! If you want to stay safe he won't bother you anymore. (Maybe)

Any old enemy of his he managed to meet on earth would most likely be melted by his request to bring you along.

Ultra Magnus

He would not be happy about you breaking protocol and not staying in the base.

But he would be grateful about you saving the team

"Aaww you're worried about me" No teasing! Now you're in for a 1 hour long lecture

He would find your mutation interesting, but would let it be since he's a robot himself

He's always cold. Mentally. And! Physically so he wouldn't admit it but does love your body warmth.

Smokescreen

"YOU'RE ON FIRE?! COOL!" Wouldn't understand that isn't normal until he's back in his senses. "YOU'RE ON FIRE! AHH PRIMUS WHY ARE YOU ON FIRE!?"

Would absolutely love your abilities even if you would be insecure about being 'different'

If you ever would kick decepticon aft he's your 1# fan in the background

He finds beauty in fire so he thinks you and your abilities are absolutely stunning

If he's scared about succeeding or about the future you would be there on his shoulder warm like an oven which calms him down

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The team were in trouble. Why? There was a surprise attack by Megatron himself. You flew through the groundbridge so you could help the team. You were almost too late as Megatron had his servo/sword up and about to strike Optimus. Hurrying you catch on to his servo and start to heat up, melting his servo in the process. "GAHH! WHAT ARE YOU!?" Megatrons sword and blaster were both out of the game since you melted most of his servo. Having the upperhand, the cons give up and leave. There was one con left. Megatron. "This isn't over, Optimus. Not with you and your firey PET!" Oh oh, he was pissed!

Megatron

That little mutant dare to melt his servo!

He didn't even know you're a human with a mutation until soundwave found footage and info about you.

Would try to get revenge on you, but doesn't want to risk losing his servo again.

For once the warlord was worried about his opponent.

If you could melt his servo, could you melt your way through his whole frame?

He didn't show it, but the thought actually made him shudder.

He couldn't lose to a pathetic human who is 10 times smaller than him.

In short, he hates your guts but loves your abilities.

Soundwave

The moment Megatron asked to find information about you, a switch flipped in his processor.

Finally he found a human interesting. A extraordinary human to be specific

If he had time he would try to see you on cameras so he could catch you for Megatron

He wasn't scared or anything, but would be slightly worried could you melt his screen off?

He did almost catch you, but you lit up inside him so he had to drop you out before he would fall down from the sky.

Knew that you're stronger than anybot thinks. Wouldn't mess with you unless he has something to overpower you for example: some relics

Knockout

If he ever I MEAN EVER sees you in action he would definitely run away and protect his paintjob.

Fire + his beautiful plating/paint job did NOT go together.

If you would try to attack him, you won't see him after a while. He's AFRAID of you.

Would always seem busy when he heard lord Megatron talk about a mission where you could be involved.

"Knockout!" The cherry red medic saluted. "You have a mission to go an retrieve a relic. Y/N could be there, so be quick." "My Liege I'm in the middle of a medical check up I don't have t-time. Send breakdown. He's willing to do it."

If you're on the nemesis he would run away like from the bot zombies in season 3 of tfp xD

Shockwave

You're mutation was...illogical

A human shouldn't be able to light themselves on fire

Would ask permission from Megatron to take you as a test subject.

Be careful not to be caught by him! It would be worse than having others afraid of you and your freaky abilities.

He wanted to see how you could work with your abilities. How could he make them..Logical

Wouldn't be afraid of you. Oh no no no. He would be so so so interested about your abilities he wouldn't care if he would get melted at the same time.

Predaking

He would love your abilities to be on flames, but! Since he's a decepticon and a predacon ofcourse he has to attack you.

Would speak to you someway or another in his bipedal mode during a mission

If he need fire styled company, he would try to contact you. He doesn't care if you're part of the autobots. You're his friend

Frag Megatron and Shockwave. You're warm like him! You're now his grandchild!

You would joke around that he's your actual king! Since you both are fire themed basically.

[rowanmutt-afterdark]

Kinktober Day 2: Sex Machine (TFP Ultra Magnus)

Word Count: 729

TFP Ultra Magnus X GN Cybertronian Reader

18+ tags: Teasing, orgasm denial, sex machine, and dom/sub.

Read more below the cut!

It was only a little mistake that lead to this scene laid out before you.

Ultra Magnus, Commander of the Autobots, laid on his front aft up and his legs spread to allow his valve to be accessed with ease. You stood off to the side of the berth where Magnus laid face down on. The machine positioned just behind him was prepped and read, the false spike on it was shiny with lube and charged for the session. All that was left as to prepare your lovely Commander for the machine.

Your servo cupped his valve, your digits just barely dipping into his hole teasing the sopping wet, twitching walls. A low groan answered your teasing, his optics shuddering as his frame slowly relaxed at the feeling of finally being touched. His plating shuddered as your digits slowly made a circular motion around the rim and tracing around the edge with a grin growing across your faceplate. Optics focused on his expression for any sign he was uncomfortable.

“Does that feel good, Commander?” You purred, your digits pushing further into him earning a loud grunt before an annoyed growl rumbled his chassis as he glared at you from the side, his optics flashing a warning look your way.

“Watch yourself, soldier.” He grunts. You ignored it and hummed with a grin as your digits move within him. You focus back on your digits start to make a come here motion within him to stroke the walls, searching for that patch where it would drive him crazy. The curling motions continued, pulling lewd noises from your commander as you searched for that one spot that would get his engine revving.

You only knew you had hit your target when his engine sputtered and the mech jolted against the berth, his thighs clamped down around your servo and he tensed as he moaned. His body shuddering as your digits continue to pleasure the Commander, rubbing against the spot that made his frame twitch and moan lewdly against the berth as your digits pulled explicit sounds from a mech who usually barely made any sound at all.

“Are you getting close, sir?” You tease the mech, feelings his valve constrict and pull you in further as he was building towards an overload. He didn't respond except with a grunt, you want to scold him for not using his words but decide that you could let him off the hook just once, for now.

You could feel his walls pulsing as he was getting closer and as he was getting towards the end of his building charge you removed your digits. The mech whined, yes whined, at the emptiness within his valve. His helm turned to look at you, offended and confused.

“Who said you could stop?” He growled. You simply smirked in return and answered his question with the machine whirring to life.

“I said so.” You reply, your servos grab his hips and position him perfectly for the false spike to catch. It entered with little issue as it was guided inside of him and the mech tensed as a rumble passed through his chassis. His engine hiccuping as the machine started to thrust without any resistance and filled his valve up. It started off slow, you wanted to savor his reactions to it as it slowly bobbed in and out of his pretty red and blue folds.

You waited until you could tell he was getting impatient. He turned to you and started to speak, “Will you stop teasing me and go fas- MNHAA~”

His vocalizer crackled as the speed turned up and started to thrust relentlessly inside of the mech. He gripped the berth below him and pushed his aft up closer to it as it hit deep inside of him. Each thrust of the false spike brought out a symphony of moans from the Commander as his intake hung open. Solvent drooled from his gaped expression and optics hazy as the overload he was denied earlier was growing stronger with each powerful thrust inside of him.

He could feel that coil about to snap when the machine stopped suddenly. His optics snap open and look at you with a desperation in which you return his look with a smug one. “Only good boys get to overload Commander. You're going to have to earn it.”

[lazypanartist]

Imagine the older bots taking a human apprentice, just because they can see a little bit of themselves in you.

Ratchet having you read off patient charts and lab results from atop his cabinets. Close enough to hear, and not right there if something goes wrong.

Kup guiding your hands, giving encouragement for the next shot. Sometimes he'll walk with you on his shoulder, or use your feet to steady his rifle during training.

Ultra Magnus keeps you close in meetings, scribing what you can before being whisked away from a datapad thrown across the table.

Ironhide rattling off weapon specs and battle plans, hushing anyone under his command so he can hear any updates or opinions you may have.

[ikkosu]

About mermaids hihi JUST FOR YA POOKIE

Lost light crash in the middle of the ocean, but they need to get out of there bc yeah they will rust slowly bc of salty water.

Your bot is alone in his crashing aera, but the aera is your home. So when they wake up, the first thing they see is a lil curious mermaid swimming around their form.

You notice their opened optics and starts poking at their nose.

When the bot move, you flee quickly, scared, but stays close. You bring them later some colorfull shells and fish, and try to make them eat.

The bot try gently to move you over so they can continue on their journee and try to get out of there (i headcanon them as being unable to swim because way too heavy).

"Shoo, little whatever-you-are, please, i have to find my crewmates"

But even with that you stay with them, very curious and playfull. You poke their nose, tug on their digit, brush their form with yours to discover more strange things. They are weird. But really funny.

"No, no tugging on my head chevron"

"Is that for me? Why, thank you (what am i gonna do with this?)"

"What- hey, that's my wheel! You're very curious are you, little cutie?"

Long story short, the bot manage to go back to the surface with a lot of rust on their frame, systems dammaged but they're still alive, and you remained by their side all the way out. So the bot learned to like you. And don't want to leave you here. They send an SOS signal and wait on the beach for anybot to save them. And there, surprise, you get out of the water (he has a spark attack because like, you need water ???) and they see your tail becoming legs (with scales, ur not skin naked lmao).

You just cuddle his servo or hips, not showing any signs you were gonna leave. Bring them food, shells, plenty of gifts and making a nest all around you two.

After some times, they understand that it's because they reciprocated your little games you were pulling on him, like special dances, giving each other food, mimicking some of your gestures, because you always seem so happy when they were doing so. Turns out it was a mating ritual. They're accidentally mated to you. You didn't even care he was not even organic.

Regrets? Not really. Just, we are not gonna show you to Brainstorm...

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I HOPE MY MERMAID TAKES ARE GOOD FOR U POOKIE 🙏🙏🙏

YOUR TAKES ARE VALID!! THATS SO CUTE OMG

The bots sinking in like seven feet down into the ocean because they crashed and having those itty mermaids flutter around them, poking their nose and curling around their neck, purring.

Rodimus would be the most active bot interacting with the mermaids. If it was Megatron, I'd doubt he'd prefer to mingle — but he doesn't mind the close proximity. A few rub of his digit on their small head or a small smile is all he could muster.

Nautica would ecstatic to see one! Blushing when one of the mers would nuzzle her neck (they find that spot strangely warm and the gentle vibration is a comfortable lull to sleep.) She also made a mental note of hiding the mers if Brainstorm were ever to find out....

Luckily, he's trapped in the debris. Along, with the others.

I can imagine the small group of mermaids would help to pull aside the chunks of metal. Trilling happily when they're rewarded with a prim tousle of their head. Rodimus had already gotten so attached to the little things.

Maybe, Magnus wouldn't mind if they were to stay here a few days...

"In the ocean?" He balks. "Out of the question. The salt is going to purge through our processors and turn our insides to rust! Do you want that to happen?''

Rodimus huffs.

...Or not.

[randofics]

Thermalis

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Ultra Magnus x reader

18+

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Magnus was using his thermals to look over a malfunctioning piece of equipment when your entrance caught his attention. Your vibrant figure stood out against the cold blue of the concrete floor. Even the breath puffing through your nose and mouth had a fleeting heat.

It got colder inside during these winter desert nights. Cold enough for you to constantly wear your old high-school hoodie and leggings.

To his surprise, you weren't wearing the hoodie. Instead, it was tied around your waist, leaving your top half covered in a tank top. He observed your heat signature as you climbed the metal steps to the platform, curious at the way heat seemed to radiate from your belly, chest, and head. Your limbs were a bit cooler, and your fingers even cooler than them.

You noticed him staring and gave him a small smile. "What is it, Magnus?"

Shaking his helm slightly to clear it he hummed in question back at you. "I noticed you staring, so what's up?"

"Ah apologies y/n I noticed you weren't wearing your hoodie."

"Oh yeah, Rachet had me working on some of his equipment earlier. The cooling system was malfunctioning, so I had to wriggle inside where it was still hot to repair a few things. Made me sweat like a racehorse." He nods, remembering his own tech troubles. "I may have a similar problem with this equipment here."

"Really? Well, I can take a look if you want?"

"That would be much appreciated, thank you." He held out his servo for you to hop into and brought you over to the malfunctioning machine. Popping open a side panel, you lay on your back to slide inside all the way to your waist. Magnus observes your arms, moving about as you look over the wires and cables inside. The flashlight between your teeth slips in your concentration and smacks you in the forehead before rolling further inside the machine.

"OW... I sworney! Get back here, ya stupid flashlight!" Magnus quirks a browridge as you feel around for the familiar cylinder of your light. You shift your legs from their side laying position to propped up and spread as you reach further inside. Having forgotten his thermals were still on, the hot signature between your thighs drew in his optics.

He somewhat understood why your torso would be so hot but down there? Cybertronians were usually cold there. As you finally grabbed the light and continued your work, Magnus was staring off into space. His processor wandering. He couldn't help his curiosity in how that warmth would feel against him but remembered that organics were wet and squishy inside. At first, the thought kinda grossed him out, but the longer he thought about it, the stronger his curiosity became till he finally steered his thoughts towards you.

He hadn't been thinking of you specifically, at least not at first, but now he was thinking of how you would feel on his spike. The raunchy thoughts caught him off guard. He shook his helm to dispell them, clearing his vocalizer. A blue blush crossing his faceplate. He needed to distract himself with work. Walking over to his data pad, he turned it on, trying to busy himself with "paperwork."

He couldn't stop his thoughts about you. He wondered how much your temperature would change as he worked you up and how plush your body might be in his servos.

"Something wrong, big guy?" He gives you a strange look. You feel a bit shy under his gaze and trip over your words. "Magnus? Wh-what is it? Why are you... staring at me like that?" He kneals, and you take a step back.

"Your heat signature."

"What about it?" He clears his vocalizer standing straight again. "Nevermind, forget I said anything."

"Okaaay... I'm finished with the repair." He gives you a curt nod, turning back to the screens covered in cybertronian script. "Thank you for your assistance, y/n." Shaking your head, you walk away, not realizing the mech has his optics on you.

He silently watches you leave, finally switching his thermals off so he can see everything in normal color.

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The next hour or so was very unproductive for him. He just couldn't stop thinking about you no matter how hard he tried. Eventually, he gave up deciding that a night drive would calm his racing processor. But as fate would have it, he wouldn't be alone.

You jogged into the main room, calling to him as he got ready to transform. "Magnus! Magnus! Wait up!" He qwirked a brow ridge as you huffed from running. "Do you... mind dropping me off at my place?"

"Is Bumblebee unable to?"

"Yeah, he's busy helping Optimus." He nods, transforming in front of you. His driver side door pops open, and you step up inside. With your seatbelt secure around you, he drives through the tunnel.

Raindrops hit his windshield as he passed the giant hidden doors. Puddles had formed in the almost hydrophobic desert soil as an unusual hard rain poured from the heavens. He didn't need to use his wipers, but for the sake of blending in, he turned them on. Several cars passed in the opposite lane, almost backed up for some reason.

You looked farther ahead and spotted the flashing lights of police vehicles. You could see that the road ahead was blocked off by barricades and police cruisers. A large section of road had collapsed in the rushing floodwaters, and no one would be getting through anytime soon.

"Ugh, that's just great! Now, how will I get home?"

"You could accompany me for a drive while I find another way through?"

"Ok, if you're alright with it?" You watch the lights on the radio flash as he speaks. "I have nothing better to do at the moment." He makes a u-turn following the other vehicles through the translucent sheets of rain. A few minutes down the road, he turns onto a dirt one. You can feel his shocks taking the brunt of the worn potholes as he slowly drives through them.

Mud cakes his tires and undercarriage, making it hard to get a good grip on the road. The detour was proving more and more fruitless by the minute. He grunted as his tires spun in a particularly deep wallow. The mud had practically drained from under his tires, leaving him on top of a shelf of mud. His weight now off his tires put pressure on his undercarriage.

In cybertronian, he cursed his steering wheel, turning left and right as he tried to gain enough traction. With that not working, either he partially transforms using different parts to drag himself forward, eventually escaping the deep mud.

"That was deep! I was beginning to wonder if I should call for a wrecker."

"I doubt Bulkhead or Wheeljack would've been much help." You let out a chuckle at his misunderstanding. "No, I mean a wrecker like a vehicle recovery truck. They're mainly used for semi recovery." He grunts in recognition, continuing down the road.

The lights of a main road shine up ahead, and you breathe an unconscious sigh of relief when he rolls onto the asphalt. It's obvious, however, just how much mud is stuck to his tires as he unevenly drives down the road. As you continue looking forward, you spot an empty car wash.

"How about we stop at this car wash so I can spray you down?"

"Agreed, my tires aren't getting enough traction with this mud." He pulls into the semi sized wash bay and cuts his engine. The old car wash only has one working light in this bay, leaving it washed in a dim greenish-blue. Stepping out, you take the pressure washer in hand, immediately starting on his tires. The mud washes away relatively quickly, and before you know it, you're kneeling down, trying to spray his undercarriage clean.

The yellowish lights of an older pickup truck shine across you, and Magnus as a man pulls into the small lot. He parked next to the air pump, stepping out onto the glossy wet pavement. The rain had finally settled down quite a bit.

As you continued your spraying, the man was clearly watching you as he stood there a moment. He suddenly called out to you, gaining your attention. "Hey ma'am! Do you need some help?"

You wiped water from your face as you stood to face him. "No sir, I'm fine, thanks!" The man started walking over when you turned your back to him. Alarms rang in Magnus' processor, so he switched on his holoform. Opening the driver's side door, he stepped out, making eye contact with the approaching man. Immediately upon seeing Magnus, he turned on his heels and walked back to his truck to put air in his tires.

Boots hitting the concrete drew your attention. You were met with an older man, probably in his late forties, his hair just beginning to grey and dressed in battle fatigues. He was clean-shaven and standing with his hands behind his waist as a general would.

"That you Magnus?" He only nods, watching the man as he finally gets back in his truck, driving away. Magnus turns to you as you finish spraying his undercarriage clean. "That feel better?"

"Yes, thank you, y/n." Noticing your slight shivering, he turns on his thermals again. You're a tad colder than you were back at base, and clearly, the spray of the hose dampened your clothes. The cool breeze didn't help much either. After spraying a clean path to his passenger door and cleaning your shoes, you step up inside again.

Glancing at his surroundings, he steps up into the driver's seat. Pulling forward, he drives into the dark, secluded rear of the car wash to park. As you rub your arms in an attempt to get warm, you give him a confused look. His seat slides back as far as possible, and he pats his lap.

"You want me to get in your lap?"

"You're cold, aren't you? It's the least I can do for that wash down." You bite your lip as you think it over. Caving, you clamber over to him, straddling his legs with your hands on his chest. Gently and a bit unsure of yourself, you lean forward, wrapping your arms around his neck as you lay against him. His holoform is warm to your surprise but not as much as a human. You nuzzle into his neck, closing your eyes at the comforting feeling of his presence. Arms wrap around your back, and you let out a content sigh, relaxing your muscles.

He feels your body loosen as your breath tickles his holoform skin. He wraps his arms around you and lets himself relax as well.

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A few minutes pass, and you can't help but fidget a little with his uniform buttons. "What are you doing?" His deep voice close to your ear sends a shiver down your spine. And you can feel your body react to him. Gently, you press your lips against his neck, taking him by surprise.

He sucks in a synthetic breath as you place more tender kisses on his skin. "Would it be alright if I switched holoforms?" You pause, leaning back to look him in the eyes. "You have a different holoform?" Now you were curious, would it be this human with different clothes or something else? "I can project a holoform of my true body as well as this human form."

Perhaps he wanted to do this in his true form rather than some human version of himself. It was understandable. You wouldn't want to do something intimate in another body either. You smile and nod, letting him know you were ok with it and his holoform morphs before your eyes.

That familiar blue, red, and silver body sits under you as solid as ever. When you shift in his lap, you brush against his modesty panel, sending a small jolt of pleasure through your nerves. His servos land on your waist, and you press your forhead against his in a sign of affection.

"What would you like me to do next?" His question has you smiling, giving him a soft chuckle. "Just do what feels right, Magnus."

"Mmh, alright then." He takes your jaw in his servo, pulling you in for a kiss. It's gentle at first, both of you unsure about yourselves but slowly you get into a rhythm of sorts. His glossa ran over your teeth, asking for entry, which you obliged. His denta clashed against your teeth as the kiss grew frantic. Subconsciously, you scooted forward, sitting right on his modesty panel. His servo gripped your rear, lifting you slightly as you heard feint clicks. When you sat back down His modesty panel wasn't there anymore instead replaced by a spike of sorts. Rounded and pliable like some kind of silicone covered metal. It was dark charcoal grey with feint blue lights running along it.

A mad blush covers your face and ears as you look back up at him. He also looks nervous and can't keep eye contact with you. "I apologize y/n I didn't mean for that to happen." For once, you can hear nerves in his voice. He's normally so calm and collected much like Optimus.

Gaining confidence at his nervousness, you give him a peck on the lips, sliding off his lap. You strip in front of him all the way down to bare skin. His glowing eyes scan your body in awe as you gingerly slip back into his lap. "You're gorgeous. I don't know any femmies that even come close to your beauty." You almost tear up at his compliments.

He lets his servos roam your skin as he moves to kiss your neck. Small sounds escape your throat as he caresses your abdomen and deftly touches your spine. You position yourself on his spike, moving your hips back and forth to gain some pleasure. He groans in your ear as you rub yourself on him. Your slick leaks on him lubricating him for the next step.

When he breaks away from your neck, you kiss him again and sit up on your knees above him. "Are you certain you want to go through with this?" Your gaze is dark with arousal as you nod to him. You split yourself open, gently aligning him with your entrance as you finally sink down.

He hisses, cursing in cybertronian at the feeling of you around him. You let out a pitiful whine as he stretches you, filling you perfectly. You grip his shoulders to ground yourself as you both stay still for a moment. Relaxing your muscles, you slip just a bit further down to the base of him as he grips your hips tight.

When he attempts to move, you wrap your arms around his neck, gripping one of his ear finials. He moves his servos to your rear, lifting you up only to thrust back into you. Moans quickly flow from your lips as he gets into rhythm. A growl escapes him as he leans forward, getting out of the seat. With you he shimmys to his back cabin, laying you on the folding cot.

He gets on top of you and moves the pillow under your hips before slipping back inside you with a pleasured groan. You let out a gasp when he plunges back in, the different angle providing new pleasure. As he thrusts harder, you lock your legs around his waist and claw at his back plates. You can feel the coil inside you tightening as your muscles squeeze around his spike.

"Magnus... Harder!" Immediately, his hips snap harder into yours, and you feel your coil about to snap. It's only when he whispers to you something in cybertronian gripping the meat of your rear that it finally snaps. You call out his name as your body tenses, waves of white hot pleasure running through you.

He continues moving through your high, letting possesive synthetic growls slip through his vocalizer. An almost inaudible hiss of air meets your ears as your mind clears a bit, and you suddenly feel his girth increase inside you. It stretches you just a bit more, and you already feel another orgasm slowly creeping up on you.

Magnus isn't slowing down yet either as he lifts one of your legs to gain a better angle. His lips attacking your neck again as he chases his own release. His denta nip at your skin, and his glossa runs along your throat, making you shiver.

You feel his arms around you as he suddenly picks you back up, taking a standing position. He thrusts up into you, letting out what you can only guess is cybertronian dirty talk. Nonetheless, it works, and you know you're close to another release. Chanting his name like a mantra, you claw at his back and grip his finials.

"I'm close y/n!" You can't respond only letting moans flow from your lips. With a few more thrusts, he lets out a hiss cursing in cybertronian again as he releases inside you. Heat fills your womb as you squeeze him like a vice. Your legs tighten around him in an attempt to pull him further inside you. You can feel your walls pulse around him as he gently thrusts into you to ride out your high.

Breathing hard, you give him a sleepy smile touching forheads again in affection. He sits back in the driver's seat, letting you lay against him. "Can we stay here for a bit?"

"Of course. I wouldn't have it any other way." Wrapping your arms around his neck, you close your eyes. "I love you, Magnus." His spark swells with joy at that. "I love you as well, y/n."

[weenwrites]

Little Quirks About Them

[ Please do not repost, plagiarize, or use my writing for AI! Translating my work with proper credit is acceptable, but please ask first! ]

Optimus

He doesn't like "dog-earring" pages on books (it's when you fold the corner down to mark the page). Especially if it's on a book that doesn't belong to you, or if the book belongs to a library or is being borrowed. And don't even get him started on highlighting or underlining things in books. As a former archivist, it was his duty to take good care of manuscripts and whatnot, so he has a tendency to take good care of datapads, books, etc.., and he generally encourages others to do the same. Unless someone's dog-earing, highlighting, or writing in a book that isn't their's, he won't bother them too much about it.

Ratchet

He tends to listen to people around him a whole lot more than people think. He doesn't understand most of the kid's chatter about human things, but now he knows about them. While he usually stays quiet whenever he listens to someone else, he sometimes chuckles to himself if he hears something he finds funny, or he mutters to himself about something he heard someone else say.

Ultra Magnus

He sometimes spends his time decluttering the base and cleaning up after other people, and whenever he does, he always organizes everyone else's things according to how they like it organized, (if he doesn't know, their preferences, then he'll just go with whatever seems fit.) He's also very strict on keeping a nice and clean workspace and encourages everyone else (specifically the kids) to clean up after themselves.

[jazzy-man13]

IDW Megatron, Cyclonus, Ultra Magnus/Minimus Ambus x cybertronian reader

No description of reader, but you are implied to be a larger bot

You're a very physical bot- often disregarding personal space. Of course, your touches are innocent, but that doesn't stop the crew from each reacting in their own manner.

Megatron: W h a t. Poor bot doesn't know how to respond. You had grabbed Megatron's hips on either side and gently moved him without a second thought so you could get to the door, leaving the poor mech to wonder what just happened. Her touch starved aft was not expecting that, rendering him frozen in place for the next short while.

Ultra Magnus: You had wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled yourself up slightly to look over his shoulder while he worked, effectively catching him off guard. Would probably scold you and/or give you a lecture on "respecting people's personal space". Minimus on the other hand...

Minimus Ambus: For as much attention as he gets in his suit, he's still almost as touch starved as Megatron. He had asked you to grab something off a high shelf for him, and you happy obliged. What he didn't expect, however, was for you to place a firm servo on his shoulder as you got whatever he needed. He almost missed the moment you handed it to him, causing him to become flustered and mumble a quick "Thank you" before hurrying out of the room.

Cyclonus: Oof, even you know better than to touch him without permission. But one time, some bot decided it would be funny to jumpscare you, causing you to flee behind Cyclonus and wrap your arms around his torso. He shot you the absolute nastiest glare before you sheepishly let go. He'd never admit it, but he's flattered that you feel safe enough around him to look to him for protection.

[toomanybrainrots]

hello everything is fine? I saw that orders are open!! I would like to know if you can write mtmte ultra megatron, rodimus and fort max headcanons with a cybertronian s/o who can create portals to other dimensions? (as if the reader were going to travel through the multiverses of Transformers Prime, G1, Bayverse, etc.).

Everything is fine, and this is the first request! It's been a while since I've read the IDW comics, so this may be ooc(especially for fort max cause this is the first time i'm actually writing him) but I can say I atleast tried. I'd like to not there's probably grammar mistakes due to me not being that fluent in english and because this has not been proofread.

Ultra Magnus, Megatron, Rodimus and Fortress Maximus with a Cybertronian!S/O who can travel to different universes

Ultra Magnus

Ultra Magnus found out about your ability by accident

When you had locked yourself in your habsuite, he thought nothing of it, thinking that you simply needed some alone time

You did, but not in the way he was thinking

So it definitely surprised him when a portal appeared in his own habsuite and it spat out you

You both held prolounged optic contact as he registered what just happened

You hadn't anticipated that the portal was going to spit you out into Magnus' habsuite, and now you were trying to think of ways on how to explain this...situation.

You stared at him. He stared back. This continued for what seemed like an eternity before you finally broke the silence

"...hi?"

Ultra Magnus was internally screaming in his processor, you could tell.

You both sat down, and talked like the civil bots you were(despite you both internally screaming) and you explained your ability.

He listened intently as you explained your ability, and he couldn't help but be a bit fascinated by it. After all, you can travel to different universes, and that alone is pretty groundbreaking. He didn't believe in alternate universes but now? You just proved him wrong.

After you finished, he started to ask questions. Could you only bring yourself whenever you travel to other dimensions? If not, is there a limit? Can you bring another from one universe to the next? He wanted to know the full details, to be fully prepared if anything happens.

You answered all of them, and furthee explained your ability in the process. He mentally took notes, listening intently.

After that, it became more and more normal to him whenever a portal opened up in his habsuite. Either you just got back from travelling to a universe, or you wanted to show him something from a universe. Either way, he was happy to indulge in you whenever he could.

However, in the back of his processor, there was a small feeling of worry. What if you didn't come back? What if you died? Would he feel it through the conjunx bond you shared? What if he couldn't?

But for now, he pushed those thoughts to the back of his processor, and listened to you explaining a plant that came from a universe you went to. To him, all that mattered was that you came back safe.

Megatron

Like Ultra Magnus, he also found out by accident

He knew you were hiding something, the signs were obvious to him. He didn't ask or demand you tell him though, as you'd probably tell him whenever you wanted to

It was purely a coincidence that he had walked into the engine room at the same time you were walking out a portal, having gone to another universe

Thankfully, no one was in the engine room at the time besides you and him. So, you didn't have to worry about anyone else finding out

Megatron, thinking he had been hallucinating and probably low on fuel at the time, started to slowly back out of the engine room after a long period of silence

When he walked into the engine room, he didn't think he'd see you coming out of a literal portal that lead to who knows where.

You looked at him. He looked back.

After a long period of silence, Megatron deemed it a good idea to get out of the engine room before the hallucinations worsen. He should probably get some fuel on the way too, clearly he's low on it.

"Hey, wait!" He heard you call out. Oh no, the hallucinations have worsen.

After convincing Megatron that you were not a hallucination caused by low fuel— you also scolded him for not fueling properly— you explained the situation

He listened intently, nodding along as you explained your ability. When you demonstrated it by olening a portal to another universe, he was surprised. He did see you come out of one, but he hadn't fully seen it up close

Never had he seen an ability like yours in his lifetime, and he almost felt like a fresh spark seeing the world for the first time. It was more than fascinating, and he would definitely ask questions later

He couldn't help but feel a pang of worry now that he knew about this. You had probably been doing this for some time, but he couldn't help but feel worried. What if you got hurt during one of your trips? What if another version of him hurt you?

Because of that, he often insisted he go with you whenever you go on a trip to another universe, insisting he protect you. You knew he was doing this cause he cared, but you could handle yourself, you've been doing this for vorns for pits sake!

After a long talk, he agreed to tone it down a bit. But he still insisted he go with you for a few trips. With an annoyed sigh, you agreed, knowing that he probably wouldn't stop until you said yes

He felt more at ease whenever he could join you in your trips to other universes, knowing he was there meant he could protect you. There was still some worry in the back of his processor, what if you got hurt when he wasn't there? He couldn't forgive himself if you did.

For now, he pushed those thoughts away, choosing to admire the way your expression was filled with awe as you looked at the universe you two were in.

Rodimus

Rodimus knew you were hiding something, and always bugged you about it, begging you tell him your little secret. You always refused, and that made him pout(of course, he'd never admit it outloud, but you could always see it)

That was, until he accidentally found out.

Rodimus had suddenly barged into your quarters, having gotten bored and wanting to spend time with you

Unbeknownst to him, you had just finished a trip to a universe, and had stumbled out the portal when he suddenly barged in.

You stumbled out of the portal when you heard someone coming into your quarters suddenly, falling midway walk

"Heeyyy, think you can—" Rodimus paused as he saw you, who had fallen over and still had your pede in the portal.

He had his intake hanging agape, while your processor was working overtime to try and explain this

"HOLY FR—" You tackled faster him than you've ever had

He exploded into questions, clearly confused and also very curious. It took a while for you to get him to shut up and sit still(not like he ever could)

He listened to you as you explained your ability. Really, he was kind of tuning it out— but he was still listening! It's just that he had so much questions crowding his processor. But also doubts and worries, what if you never came back? What if you just left and found a better version of him?

But once you demonstrated your ability, and explained you could bring someone along with you, oh that was enough for Rodimus to get distracted from those gloomy thoughts

He begged you to bring him along the next trip you went, you refused him each time. He always had a pout on his face whenever you refused, and you couldn't help but feel guilty

Because of that, you ended up surprising Rodimus by bringing him to another universe disguised as a normal date

The awe and excited filled expression on his face, the way his spoiler kept twitching and moving in excitement. Yeah, it was worth it.

That was, until Rodimus almost got himself into trouble while you were there.

Fortress Maximus

Fortress Maximus almost had a spark attack when he saw you coming through a. Primus. Damn. Portal.

He honestly thought he was hallucinating and that someone had spiked the energon he was drinking.

He was also very a tad bit alarmed

Fortress Maximus almost physically jumped as he saw a portal appear out of Primus knows where and you coming out of it.

Was he hallucinating? Did someone spike his energon??

However, when you walk up to him and touch his servo. He realises that no, this is not a hallucination and this was very real.

You're very worried when he starts to look like he's about to faint

He manages to stay calm when you're explaining your ability. Hwoever, onc you're finished he turns into a complete flurry of questions

Were you okay? How long had you been doing this? Had this been hurting you or straining your frame? Had you been getting hurt and he didn't even know it for so long?—

You stopped him before he could ask more, and reassuring him that. Yes, you were okay. You had been doing this a while. No, it didn't hurt you. And no, you hadn't been getting hurt behind his back.

He calmed down a bit when you reassured him but he was still very worried for you

Now, whenever you got back from a trip to another universe, he always worried over you like a mother hen. Checking you over for injuries, making sure you got proper rest after the trip, all sorts of stuff

It was annoying at first, but you got used to it. This was his way of saying he cared for you, so you didn't mind overtime, and you always reassured him that you were okay each and every time

[hoiststowline]

hits different

ultra magnus x female!reader

orginally posted on my ao3 here! tw: mentions of claustrophobia and arachnophobia.

There's a brief moment where Magnus considers it may have been a horrible idea to ask you to accompany him for this mission. While he regularly seeks out your company, it seemed like second nature to assume you'd want to tag along, but your hesitation was evident, even if you tried to hide it. Magnus knew you better than you thought, optics dimming at your jumbled words, eventually circling back to the original question. 

"Yeah, sure. Why not." He observes how your tiny fingers furl into fists and then unclench, knuckles kissed red by the winter weather. "Sounds good to me."

Magnus wants to tell you that you don't have to come if there's elsewhere you had plans to be. However, he finds it difficult as his processor leaps for joy, a vast contrast to his stern outward expression. He's finding it harder and harder to uncover things that cause him excitement anymore, so much time lost between his servos that he cannot scrounge back up. If he can spend a couple of Earth hours with you alone, he'd take what he could get with stride. 

During the drive to the cave system, you had been unnaturally quiet. You were obviously off-put by something, but Magnus had yet to extricate the premise, himself stoic and unsure in how to proceed. You had his trust, and he, yours, but he understood oftentimes he appeared unapproachable. 

"Is it...like really far inside?" It's the first question you've asked regarding the energon deposit, voice just above a whisper. He could almost compare you to a mouse, timid as you struggle to match his stride even in his slow gait. At your inquiry, he looks down at the top of your head, but you keep your gaze fixated on the caverns ahead. 

"I do not think so, but I cannot be certain." He answers, heavily concerned now. "What is the matter, y/n? Do you not feel up to par?" 

You fumble with the strings of your sweatshirt, sneakers kicking up dirt as you nearly trip, but catch yourself. At this, Magnus makes a noise in the back of his throat, but ex-vents as you righten. "I'm fine." You sniff, hands now stuffed inside your hoodie's pockets. "I kinda maybe sorta dislike closed-off spaces, but I'm fine." 

Magnus freezes, pedes halting as you nearly breeze past, stopping just ahead of him as you turn to look his way. "Pardon?"

"Oh, you're cruel to make me say it again." Your shoulders jump to your ears, then fall as a shrug of sorts. "I wanted to hang out with you, but I hate this. I feel closed in and I know just about every species of spider lives in here."

He's unamused, rightfully so, as this is new information to him. The knowledge of a fear of spiders isn't, but he's come to find arachnophobia is a common trepidation to humans. It's never crossed his mind that you had other paranoias and fears, but such a topic wouldn't come up naturally in conversation. 

"I see." Magnus rumbles, now understanding your avid atypical voicelessness, wanting to quell that fear that he knows is sitting like a pit in your stomach. "I owe you an apology then, my intentions were not for you to be afraid,"

"No, no apology needed. It's my fault, I should have just said so." You should not feel any ounce of fear with a mech like Ultra Magnus at your left, however, that gnawing feeling still comes in fleeting passes. 

"What would you suggest?" He hums, lowering himself to one knee in front of you. "I can take you home, or we can cease for now and I shall return later?" 

The toe of your sneaker runs along the dirt, shy all of a sudden as you look up at him with a small pout. "Continuing isn't an option?"

His shoulders sink in a defeated manner, unsure of what you mean. "I am not understanding your request, y/n. I thought you wanted to leave?"

"I guess I'm still scared, but it's a little less when I'm with you." Voice small, your colorful irises meet his cerulean optics with a glimmer of something he cannot describe. "We're already here, no point in turning around now."

"If it gives you discomfort, there's assuredly good reason to turn back." The way he looks at you makes your head spin. Magnus was rough around the edges, but for some unknown reason, he was always understanding and empathetic with you. You almost didn't want to tell him, but knew the further inside you traversed, the anxiety would begin to swallow you whole. "You aren't disappointing anyone, y/n."

"I'm good." Your palms run over your pants, a motion so you don't have to meet his eyes. "I wanted you to know. It didn't say it to leave, I said it so maybe you could understand my, ah, hesitation." 

Magnus hums, a soft noise that sends a chill straight down the length of your spine. "Very well. I appreciated you disclosing such to me, rest assured it will not be breathed to another soul." 

Most described Ultra Magnus as stuffy and overly formal, the exact opposite of a rule-breaker and in basic terms, boring. You've never found him to be any of those things, preaching about his solicitude and forbearing nature, a true force to be reckoned with. At a glance together, the two of you could generally be compared as exact inverses, your upbeat attitude was no match for his nearly permanent frown, but it was a match made well, a trusted method to the madness you both often found yourselves in. 

"Thanks, Mags." He scoffs at the nickname but pulls a servo free that was previously across his knee. 

"Is there something I can provide to palliate some of your fear?" It's not an odd request, thinking it over for half a second before nodding your head, one of your tell-tale smiles breaking through at his query. Magnus loves your smile, the way your entire face alights with an unimaginable amount of content. 

"Actually," You start, beginning to feel that wariness subside. "There is one thing." 

Your ask was not that much of an ask, rather than an action that Magnus likely would have offered later on in the trip anyway. You've come to sit on his shoulder countless times, and he dares to think he likes you there best because he can better address you, and it's a position that keeps you close to him. Your fingers find their usual spot atop his plating, almost leaning into your touch. 

"For the arachnids?" He muses, sending a small smile your way, now standing to his full height, albeit painfully slow. 

"I'm not thinking about the ones likely above us, so please don't remind me." A breathy laugh escapes your lips, catching his gaze as he continues onwards. "I really do appreciate it, Magnus. Normally people just look at me like I'm crazy and tell me to get over it."

The look he sends you is a mix of confusion and alarm. "You are not crazy, y/n. It's a genuine fear, that is nothing to take lightly." 

Something that hasn't happened in a long while was the kick-on of his cooling fans, the systems whirring to life as you lean over to kiss his cheek gently. The touch is soft, much softer than anything else that's brushed his outer plating, and while it took him by surprise, he hoped he covered it well enough. "Such a gentleman," And it's not a coo, it's a statement, nearly a whisper but wholehearted. 

Ultra Magnus adores you, that is downright obvious to anyone who observes your interactions, but one would have to search a little deeper to discover the reasoning. Upon first contact meeting you, you had nearly fainted, and that is a memory he'd like to permanently remove from his processor as he thought he offlined you. After that initial interaction, it'd be fair to assume you'd want little to do with him, though he was infatuated with you nonetheless. 

It took him with great surprise that you always ended up next to him, nearly standing behind his leg at first as if you were reserved but comfortable around him. Very early on, you had even accidentally touched the back of his knee, and he nearly choked on his sentence. Upon opening up to him, there was little where he would go, that you would not. 

He's heard the comparison of those with kind hearts and the patience of a saint. Primus knows that you've put up with his bluntness and unfamiliarity with the terrain, a simple gesture that means bounds to him. "Everything okay?" You ask, cocking your head to the side at his faraway look. 

"Of course." Magnus resounds, going to straighten his posture before realizing where you are. "Many thanks." 

His words are so formal sometimes he reminds you of an old professor you've had, gentle but stately. It makes him more attractive in a way, admiring sometimes how he slips up and talks to you with a bit more casualty in his tone, especially when he's exhausted. You wonder if anyone else has seen him in these moments, but then again, it's likely if they have, it wouldn't be something worth advertising. 

"No worries." You smile, quietly tucking your legs underneath you. "How far now, Maggy?"

Now his brow furrows, groaning. "Must you?"

"I must." Nodding, you laugh aloud when you catch him rolling his optics. 

"Another dozen yards or so. You'll be alright?" Taking a deep breath, you silently exhale through your nose. 

"Yessir," He's come to like the feeling of your palms, nearly melting under their minute pressure. "I'll be just fine." 

[tinydefector]

Ooooh my good TINY

I THINK I HAVE A GOOD IDEA

For human effect

When the human will arrive on Cybertron, they have to wear uniforms. MILITARY UNIFORMS OR ANY STUFF, AT THE MOMENT THEY ARE UNIFORMS AND THEY ARE ALL PRETTY. Hair done, some makeup on, the humans are all shiny and beautiful. And interacting with AUTOBOT HIGH COMMAND make them super hot bc for once the humans are serious, very diplomatic, very formal,...

Idk why i though about it but it's crazayyy

It will start a uniform kink oh my gooood yessss ....

I can see Rodimus or Skids or Swerve leaning on a wall and struggle bc "primuuuus they're hot... i can't..."

jeez i had too much math for today i gotta cope im sorry

Omg I love this idea. Watch out Bee I'm probably gonna add this in.

Watch the Ambassador's uniform be how Prowl and Ultra Magnus becomes Simps badly.

Ultra Magnus: looking over their uniform to make sure everything is in position and they look respectable. Him rearranging something. 'Oh primus they are so small in my servos, but they look so good, I can't ruin their uniform this goes against every code from 34 to 47.

Prowl: is so pissed off he can't go off at them for anything being wrong either their uniform to the point he wants to ruin it in the best way so he can tell them off.

[rungssparemodelpieces]

Human, mad at Rodimus, talking to Ultra Magnus: “If you see Rodimus, please give him this face.”

Human, showing a scowl to Ultra Magnus

Human: “He’ll know what it means.”

Later when talking to Rodimus about his late reports

Ultra Magnus: “Oh, speaking of, Human wanted me to give you something.”

Ultra Magnus shows Rodimus the same scowl.

Rodimus, sighs: “The neutral face of displeasure.”

[riskyraiker]

Hello!!! I hope you're doing alright! I was wondering if I can make a request for cybertronain! Prince reader? For transformer prime please!! Thank you❤️

Gosh I love this😍 I'm just not sure if Prince is a higher title than a Prime but now it is! Also readers father is alpha trion. I'm not catched up on the lore that well😭Sorry if this took so long I have other requests as well😔

TFP bots with Cybertronian! Prince Y/N

Alpha trion made you evacuate Iacon immediately the first big attack happened. Running with other bots, you saw some hurt and struggling. As a prince you should help them! Running back for the bots, the decepticons were coming closer. Hurrying with the bots they get shot right there and then, shocked and pained about the loss you still continued running. The last escape pod is still there! Jumping in you go into statis sleep, missing eons while you're at it. You didn't wake up when the pod opened, no no no! You woke up with a few bots surrounding you with a look like they've seen a ghost. Wait? Is that the one and only Optimus Prime?! You stood up without a word and all of them kneeled. "By the all spark, no need to kneel. I don't hold my title close to my spark. Please rise up!"

He has high respect for you since you're a prince!

Optimus Prime

Might call you "your highness", but will not if you don't want that.

Since you're a prince he would NEVER put you in danger.

In battles you two are unstoppable! A prime and a prince? The vehicons are running away (woop! There they go!)

He would be interested how Alpha Trion was your sire and what he was truly like (if that's a sensitive subject he respects that)

You might think he would be your new sire. Oh no no no. He's your brother now😋 you're the same age!

He would tell you anything you want to know what happened when you were asleep in statis.

Ratchet

He would actually be nicer to you since you're a prince!

You're hurt? Not anymore, Ratchet has it covered

He actually might show his concern for you and the team, but really rarely! He's a grumpy one☹️

Would call you "your highness", but if you don't like it he might struggle with remembering it.

He's surprised how much you know about technology as a prince. He also loves your help in experiments with synth-en or anything else.

He did expect you to be a strict royalty and make them kneel and all, but was relieved you were an innocent piece of pie😔

Bumblebee

He's now your nephew since Optimus is your bro😋

Will call you "your highness" when he's joking or messing with you.

Best driver buddy you could ask for!

If he's ever bored, there will be a story time demanded from you!

Is so interested how being a prince works on Cybertron or what it is like!

Arcee

He would melt if you compliment his bleeps and bloops. That you're proud of him after all what he went through and all 😔❤️

He's a hugger! He would give you random hugs sometimes, if you like them ofc

He's a bot who you can talk to about ANYTHING!!!

She would be confused that you don't want them kneeling or calling you "your highness"

Grows fond of you after a few days since she never trusts anyone until they're proven good.

You're a Prince so you pass pretty easily 😧

She would question you about tour tasks and missions on Cybertron and how easy it was.

Would talk about loss to you. You both understand the feeling.

Bulkhead & Wheeljack

Won't ever call you "your highness" she's pretty much the only one who never did in the start either.

If she's in a sassy mood she would bow to you and just joke around.

You're the calm friend duo :)

Wheeljack won't kneel! And you appreciate it, which confuses him. He though you would be like Ultra Magnus, strict and serious.

Bulkhead would be embarrassed about his skills around you until you comfort him.

You get along with the wreckers really well!

They both might use "your highness" as a joke sometimes, but only bulkhead would stop after your request.

All of you would rock on with Miko!!

You switch alot to act like a wrecker or a royalty. Depends on what mood you are or what mission is there to be done.

Have fun playing with them with the metal ball (i forgot if there was a name for the game they play😭)

Smokescreen

He would kneel, salute, call you "your highness" literally anything to show his respect for you.

Just give give him a talk and he'll stop being so goofy :)

You're drowning in questions from him when you have the time to talk.

He's your son! And Optimus will be his uncle from now on😋

The chaotic father and son! Well not always chaotic, but you get how he is xD

You might have to give him a peptalk sometimes since he's just a small itty bitty bot😔 im kidding he's just so stupid sometimes

If either of you got hurt, neither will leave until they can take care of themselves

Ultra Magnus

Would not stop calling you "your highness" even if you request him to stop.

He keeps his cold and strict act close to you. Maybe even stricter to show how professional he is.

Would be flabbergasped if you would let wheeljack get away with ease after exploding a whole energon mine.

"Your highness, with all respect, are you sure he gets to go already?"

After enough time and complaining from you he starts to call you by your real name! He earns a hug he doesn't know how to return 😔🫶

Would be interested in royal training and such!

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AN: I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS😭😭😭 I APOLOGIZE FOR ANY MISTAKES IN WRITING OR CHARACTER PERSONALITIES!!! I'm so tired i'll go to sleep, have a good night, day, morning or evening<3

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How would mtmte Miminus, Thunderclash and Swerve react to the liaison(who has a crush on the bots but the bots are oblivious but maybe like them back) dying their hair their color scheme?(kinda in the style of rainbow hair) Also, I adore you and sorry if I misread any of your rules! 💜 Stay safe!

MTMTE Bots X Reader Headcanons - Oblivious

A/N - I peeked at the vote results early by voting once myself. I have zero patience. So, since it's a mix of headcanons and fics, I'm gonna go through my inbox and do a few asks as headcanons and save the rest for fics. Oh, also I missed out Thunderclash, just 'cos I'm less familiar with him and I haven't read the comics in a while.

Warnings - None.

Rating - T

Minimus Ambus

You work with Minimus a lot, reporting to him on Megatron's behaviour.

He was used to your previous hair colour, red and blue with a few white streaks.

What a coincidence that you should dye it green, black, and blue just as he is becoming more comfortable going about his tasks without the Magnus armour.

"Do you like my new hairstyle?" You ask him, quietly hinting that it's him you really like.

"It's in line with regulation, so it's more than adequate."

Honestly, you didn't know there were hair regulations until Minimus said that. You should have guessed. He is meticulous after all.

You thought you were being direct, but you'll have to be more to the point if you want this boyyo to notice you.

"I thought it would be nice to match you."

You think you can hear Minimus' cooling fans click on.

"Yes, well," He clears his vocaliser. "I am proud to have been a positive influence on you."

He hastily finds an excuse to look away from you, staring pointedly at his beloved paperwork.

It's only when he sees you practising your handwriting to be more in line with his that he thinks he might be feeling something akin to love.

Nope, no, not love. Probably just a spark infection. He'll see Ratchet to make sure his systems are functioning optimally later.

Swerve

Swerve notices the change in your hair and clothes immediately. He always notices the things you do.

Oh wow... Do you even realise that you match his colour scheme now? Probably not. This was likely just a happy accident.

Oh, if Swerve could match you, he would.

He likes to imagine those happy couples on Earth with the same Christmas jumpers on, and you would send a card to everyone you knew. There would be a dog of course, and three children, all in the same outfits, and- did you say hi to him? Primus! He'd been so far off in his fantasy that he'd completely blanked you.

"Do you like dogs?" He asked point blank, forgetting himself momentarily. He's checking for accuracy. If not, he's going to change the fantasy pet to a cat.

"Sure," You grin. "Dogs are cute."

You've got up to the bar now.

"Your hair looks nice," He says after a minute, smiling softly. "I really love you- IT! THE HAIR! Not- Not you. I love your hair. It's nice that we match, 'cos like, orange is a good colour, which is why it's my paint job, so it's good to see you like it too, 'cos you match me- Wait, did that sound arrogant? It did, didn't it!"

Now he's spiralling. He's trying to wave off the embarrassment and he's knocked some energon on you.

"Shoot," You say, though you're not too upset, it's just a mild annoyance. "I don't have any other orange clothes. Guess we won't match any more."

You want to match him? Even when he was such a glitch. Swerve has hearts in his optics.

Okay, he's working up the nerve to ask you out. He's gonna do it. Just give him like a month to build up the courage.

[reptisoil]

ultra magnus sticker fic... or transformers sticker fic in general

Summary: You put My Little Pony stickers on Ultra Magnus

Warnings: None

Word Count: 149

Notes: I would like to say, I know exactly who this is. Also so sorry that the ending kinda sucks, I wanted something out for the world and this has been sitting here.

You giggle as you peel the last sticker from the sticker book and press it onto his power-downed form, Twilight Sparkle right in the middle of his faceplate. You slide off his form and make your way to the ground, sitting while you wait for him to wake up again.

After what feels like hours, his optics shine a soft blue again. You jump up, eyes wide as you approach the upper deck. "Magnus?"

"Hello," He groans, blinking for a second before looking at you, seeing the now-empty stickerbook hanging from your hands. "What have you done?" He raises his arms, twisting his servo and hook to see what was different only to see an Applejack sticker on his forearm. He deadpans to you and blinks. "How many?"

"The entire stickerbook."

"Where?"

You grin. "All over you."

"Im never allowing you to be around me whilst I recharge again."