#barricade transformers

[themenyearnforchickensoup]

In my AU before getting divorced and entering the second most unhinged custody battle known to history (the first one was Prowl and Tarantulas in the middle of the war, THERE IS A PATTERN HERE, PROWL), detective and ballistic expert Prowl and second lieutenant Barricade were partners who conjunxed the moment they were able, both being young bots who got some autonomy and because of the Codexa's Laws were able to rent an habsuite and had two sparklings, Bluestreak and Smokescreen.

Unfortunately the INCIDENT (Barricade's demotion after being indicted and prosecuted for corruption and use of extorsion using his position as office, which was discovered, investigated and reported by Prowl) made both LOATHE each other and made Barricade become the most divorced mech after Sentinel Prime.

One day I'll post the informative text abt this AU and the fanfics I have of it, i legit love it like my firstborn son.

[nightclawduke]

B A Y V E R S E "To Serve and Protect" "To Punish and Enslave."

Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2000's remakes and Transformers live action series from around the same years... both produced by Michael Bay...and both have a bad cop kind of villain...that dies. xd

Just some idea I had for some time but never really tried to draw it until now because Bayformers are a pain to draw.

[threattothesociety]

Barricade doodle!

I love his tlk design sm, the two coloured 4 eyes? AND THE BLUE omg-

[decepticonfluid]

I tried to combine Barricade’s TLK look with a comic version style and its not half bad?? I dunno I struggle to draw mechs and im just starting out with it, i have no idea what im doing LMFAO

(FOR THOSE WHO FOLLOWED FOR TMA ILY AND I WILL DRAW MORE OF IT I JUST ALSO FUCKING LOVE TRANSFORMERS)

[murasakinocatt]

A quick stop-motion video made by my partner @codigoexplosivo6283

Um vídeo rápido de Stop-motion feito pelo meu parceiro @codigoexplosivo6283

[stratchet]

[hei-lin]

Transformers: Ember

Designs of my transformers au comic in progress!

An Iacon's enforcer disappeared after being recalled to his hometown. His case led Agent Orion Pax and Consultant Ratchet of C.D.H.S. to Praxus, the epicenter of functionalism, for a covert investigation. They witnessed more than one collective murder.

[myladraws]

Among all my projects, I love doing bags. Currently I make about 12 per month and I really enjoy it! I have several designs and also I accept Custom orders :D!

[cestacruz]

Yall dont know how much i love these fcking alien robots !!! AAAGHH

[siennamoth]

hey guys i had to draw this after finding out about another thing the australian government wastes its money on (THE 2016 BMW?!! AS A POLICE CAR?? WHY???) . also i do feel like its more like smokescreen vibes but i hate him so prowl it is. i will draw it properly someday okay

[falliay]

Mesothulas, Barricade and Prowl commission!

[randomoneshotididwheniwasdrunk]

I need all the Transformers fans to answer this question

What would you think a stereotype for a Cybertronian would be? Like

Do other aliens stereotype them? And if they did what would it be?

(Edit)

What about slurs? Is that even possible? It's something that keeps me up at night

[revelboo]

Hiii! I am curious to ask if it is a possibility to get an one shot smut of Barricade (IDW) and reader. I really like him and he doesn't get enough publicity

Oooh sure. I got a bit carried away. 18+ Mass displaced mech 🌶️

IDW Barricade x Reader Scenario

• “How many times do I have to tell you to stay off the fragging balcony? It’s not safe,” he says, his biofield prickling as his mouth brushes your jaw. How many times has he tried to get it through to you that there are enough former Decepticons that not only know what you are, but remember that your people helped the Autobots win the war? You’re too easy a target. Too small and helpless. All because you want to stare out at the vista and the pretty city lights of Iacon. Catching and bending you over the low safety wall, his own spark constricts at the way your breath hitches. Feeling guilty about scaring you even as he leans over you, needing to be unyielding and angry so you understand he’s serious about this. “You still want to flirt with danger?”

• Heart racing as the updraft teases through your hair, leaning out over oblivion, you shiver but it’s not entirely fear. Because even as angry as he sounds, you know you’re safe. Can feel Barricade’s arm wrapped around you, hand tightly gripping one of your arms to keep you steady. That this is because he’s worried about you. And saying you love to see the alien city glittering around you isn’t going to make him happy. But then neither would admitting that you’re provoking him on purpose wanting to be punished. “I’ll be good,” you whisper, words breathless and his hips bump against your butt.

• Rumbling out a soft laugh, he relents and tugs you back from the sheer drop. “I don’t believe you.” Lets you turn in his arms, and even mass displaced, he towers over you. “Convince me.” Feels his spike straining as you try to wrap your arms around him as far as you can reach and press your mouth against his chassis over his spark. Your expression is wholly unrepentant when you look up at him, though. “Show me how good you can be.”

• Red optics watch you slide your fingertips down his chassis until you cup the plating protecting his spike. And you hear when his venting roughens when you sink your fingers into the seams around it before pushing on his plating. Even though he’s much bigger than you are, he just growls and allows you to guide him back by your grip on him. The big mech sinking back to sit on the low decorative sweep of wall against the building just under the windows to his habsuite. His lips part, door wings flicking as you sink to your knees between his thighs. “Don’t worry. I won’t bite.”

• Shuddering, he frees his aching spike. “Strip first,” he demands, trying to take back control. “You don’t care about being seen, so you won’t mind.” And you slide your whole body up between his thighs, rubbing against his spike when you stand. Teasing him before you begin stripping out of your layers. And maybe it’s the danger of getting caught that’s making him reckless, knows he should drag you back inside where it’s safe, but the thought of fragging you out here where anyone might see or hear is too tempting. Reaching out a hand, he catches you by the arm before you can go to your knees again. His other hand sliding to cup you, not even surprised that you’re wet. Driving a servo up into your wet heat to send you up on tiptoe with a gasp, little hands catching at his shoulders. Stroking and curling that servo inside you before slipping it free and lightly swatting you to make you gasp. “Apologize on your knees.”

• He’s grinning crookedly as you kneel between his thighs, and your fingers trace the seams of his spike. Leaning forward to run the tip of your tongue along the glow of biolights to make the big mech growl. Gripping him with one hand, your mouth slides against the head of his spike, tasting that almost metallic tang of him as your other hand dips to find and tease yourself.

• “Did I tell you that you could play with yourself? You’re being punished,” he growls as your head slowly bobs, warm mouth sucking. And those eyes flick up to glare at him defiantly. Still touching yourself. Servos feathering through your hair, he rests his head back against the window of his habsuite, frame straining with the need to thrust. That sinful, wet mouth taking as much of him as you can, tongue sliding over him until he’s shuddering, so close to overload. “Enough,” he snarls, tugging gently and your head lifts and he nearly releases right then looking at you kneeling between his thighs, face flushed. Wants to be inside you, though when he fills you.

• Hands on your waist, he helps you straddle him and bares his denta when you grip his spike and guide him to you. Eyes closing at the familiar almost-burn of his spike stretching you when you take all of him. Feel his servos flex on you, encouraging you to ride him. “Still angry with me?” You whisper, rolling your hips as you move on him. And his hands tighten on you, pulling you down and pinning you there as you feel his spike pulsing inside you with his release. A hand curling around you to keep you in place as he slides off the wall to his knees and your back hits the ground.

• Those eyes of yours glitter with the city lights as he pumps his hips, listening to your soft, needy cries and the wet sound of his spike driving deep again and again. Coming undone at the feel of your wet heat wrapped around him, fueling his own need to claim you. Hips snapping against you to make you squirm, then beg breathlessly, but he doesn’t let up. Rutting urgently against you until you arch under him, crying out his name as you fist his spike and drag him along with you, milking him until he fills you again. Bracing his weight on his forearms as you tremble, he begins moving again. “We’re not done yet,” he says when you whimper a protest. “Not until you learn to behave.”

[threattothesociety]

Barricade doodle!

I love his tlk design sm, the two coloured 4 eyes? AND THE BLUE omg-

[toaarcan]

[raileurta]

My human!

Bots can be pretty overprotective and possessive over their human(s). Especially when being given affection or being cleaned. For example like this person with her lion.

I imagine one day Sam is giving Bumblebee a car wash when Barricade shows up.

The war is over in this au and he's reformed so he's not going to be blasted. Anyways he's got to talk with Sam about something but Bee is having none of that. He revva his engines, threatens him with a blaster, etc. Sam is like calm your maggy ass down. Doesn't work. So he has to finish the wash before he can talk to Barricade.

Another idea is one day Optimus gets hit with something that makes him revert to a feral thing using only his base coding for logic. The autobots are all there when it happens. At first it's kinda fine he's just acting like an overgrown puppy. Then the former decepticon barricade drives over to them with Sam inside to be dropped off. Optimus sees this then absolutely loses it and flings himself at them.

He flees very scared/confused, with Optimus in hot pursuit. The autobots explain through comm links what is happening with him. Eventually Optimus reaches them so Barricade has to transform to protect himself plus the human. When the prime sees Sam plopped out on the grass he immediately goes to grab him. Scared as hell Sam dodges the hand then books it to a little cave nearby. Barricade tries to fend off Optimus as long as he can but he's only one bot. When the prime beats him he runs after Sam trying to grab him again. Sam just in time manages to make it into the cave. The feral transformer desperately claws at the ground trying all he can to get him out. After a few minutes of frantic digging the human hears a kind old microwave type of noise that somehow is soothing? Sam takes a peak to see that Optimus was making the noise; with some of the most heartbroken eyes he's ever seen. When the autobots catch up they recognize the sound that's being made. Creators would use it to call for their sparklings. Finally knowing that Optimus didn't actually want to hurt Sam he comes out (I'm gay) of the cave. Big ole bot grabs him asap and affectionately nuzzles him, scent, hug, etc him.

It takes two days for the effects to wear off so Sam and Bee have to deal with a lot of mother heaning. He's protective of the other bots too but these two are his fragile babies!