#chromedome x reader

[ppnuggie]

can you do a haedcanon of a fem human just drinking SO MUCH COFFEE like cup after cup an she is litery shaking in her seat her entire body is like a maraca an she she swerves bar so can u do headcanons for this for first aid, perceptor, brainstorm, chromdome an cyclones just teacting to this madness

　　　　　　LOST LIGHT x fem reader

　　　　『　first aid ,, brainstorm ,, perceptor ,, chromedome ,, cyclonus ,, female reader 』

　　-> reader who drinks too much coffee and gets really hyper

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack ,, magnus is forever suffering

　　— here you go !! :3 tysm for requesting !! tried to make it funny 🫡 hope you enjoy it <3 i loved writing this one but be warned as i dont drink coffee nor rlly know much for the side effects or smt from drinking it 😭😭 even though im literally working at dunkin rn and they only rlly got coffee

- first aid

| • he'd be worried at first with the amount of coffee you've consumed ,, having learned about humans and other things concerning them incase of an emergency

| • in this case ,, itd seem the knowledge he learned wasnt too helpful

| • bouncing all around the medbay and just hyper in general was quite a pain for first aid to deal with

| • but he didnt want to be too rude to you ,, and gently coaxed you into spending all that energy of yours running laps around the edge of the medlab where you wouldnt get too hurt

| • though when you finally wear it off ,, he'll be quick to scold you ,, holding his digit in front of your face and waving it side to side in a 'no no' motion before taking you to his habsuite and laying you down for a nap

- brainstorm

| • he honestly doesnt know better okay ? you could tell him anything and suddenly he wants to put it to the test

| • so when you said you could drink a bunch of cups of coffee and wouldnt bat an eye ,, he was immediately like bet and then that led to the current situation

| • perceptor is facepalming and immediately making brainstorm take blame for encouraging you to do this ,, because now theres a hyperactive human running around the lab

| • i mean you're practically flying around with how much coffee youve drank ,, hell you could probably beat blurr in a race

| • official you wouldnt say that out loud because lord knows some of his fans to be a bit crazy and would immediately be on your case saying "no you wouldn't !!" and maybe a few death threats involved as well

| • dont mention it in front of brainstorm either because hes already calling blurr to set you up for a race

| • hes no help ,, dont ever tell him your ideas or encourage his crazy ideas unless you wanna end up in magnus's office ,, having him scold you like a dad does to their child who drew on the walls and is trying not to laugh at the situation

- perceptor

| • thanks to brainstorm ,, you chugged too much coffee than your body ever really needed ,, and with perceptor as your not-so-official-but-official-in-his-mind-protector-slash-guardian-slash-alien-robot-boyfriend-slash-fun-killer he just sighs and takes you out the lab

| • he doesnt have the patience to deal with any acidic spills from you bouncing off the walls left and right

| • nor does he really need you getting hurt in any way shape or form

| • lets just say its an awkward trip to the medbay to see if ratchet has anything to help with your situation

| • and when he comes up empty handed ,, percy resorts to scolding you whilst the caffeine starts to wear off

| • it taught you better than to listen to brainstorm again because bro was yapping at 100 words per minute you swore he couldve talked faster than blurr at that point

| • bro was an absolute chatterbox just yapping and yapping that you fell asleep

| • never again would you do that ,, or think about doing that because the headache afterwards when you woke up was so not worth it

- chromedome

| • he also doesnt know any better ,, but he's definitely more responsible than brainstorm is

| • he'd know to at least keep a lot of caffeine or high sugar products out of your reach ,, just hiding it on your top shelves or above your cabinets like parents do with their kids' halloween candy

| • though when you accidentally made too much coffee ,, and didnt really feel like wasting it ,, you drank it all in one go ,, or well multiple big ass gulps

| • and then rewind walks in on the scene and sees how hyper you are and is honestly thinking youre sick with some make-a-person-crazy-illness-virus-disease-thing that he swears is somewhere in his database

| • and now chromedome has to play dad and parent you the whole time

| • bro probably put your ass on a leash ,, locking it in so the rope only goes so far and just stands there as you run around

| • this is what he gets ,, he thinks to himself ,, its the last time hes putting something so low in your reach again

| • at this point ,, hes just gonna store all your unhealthy and junk food away in a desk in his habsuite

| • he'll leave you fruit and vegetables but if you want coffee ever again youre gonna have to behave really good to get it

| • and its only a spoonful ,, as a little treat

- cyclonus

| • so you just trying to show and answer tailgates crazy ass questions that youre not even sure where he got them from

| • he probably got them from his ass at this point ,, asking if the coffee gives you super powers and you have to explain thats not true before he spreads lies around

| • and if that happened ,, you shivered at the thought of magnus banning your coffee aboard the lost light

| • that was pure trauma to even think about right there

| • anyways you made too much ,, and instead of storing it away or pouring it down the drain ,, tailgate dared you to drink it all

| • and well ,, momma aint raise no pussy but she did raise someone who makes bad decisions

| • because the moment you get your spurge of energy tailgate runs to cyclonus and tells him all about it

| • bros going on and on about how youve lost your mind and he thinks youre gonna die and cyclonus had like 600 heart attacks right then and there

| • he busts in like hes the damn swat team ,, door kicked down and pieces of it flying everywhere as you're running around like a wild banshee

| • he's looking for the demon and meanwhile youre out here acting like a damn demon ,, almost frothing at the mouth from how insane you are from the coffee

| • lets just say it makes magnus ban tailgate from ever daring you to do anything ,, bans you from having your coffee ,, and bans cyclonus for ever kicking down a door like that ever again because it was so unnecessary

[ikkosu]

REWIND / CHROMEDOME

(adopting gn!human reader)

a/n : been wanting a cute fluffy request I hope I wrote them uh satisfactorily 😭😭 I actually enjoyed writing about baby and cdrw maybe I’ll write more scenarios with this little family ughhh so cute

"Alright folks, we're leaving in thirty minutes!" Rodimus's voice echoed through the speaker.

"It's either you get on or get off the ship forever— Er, ah...oh what's that? We're not allowed to leave when— Damn it. Apologies, there's been a restatement by Ultra Magnus declaring it's illegal, you guessed it, for whatever reasons I'm not bothered enough to care. Blah, blah blah. Oh, shut it drift. Anyways, latecomers are welcomed in the brig. Buckle up in thirty! Rodimus out."

Rewind swivelled his gaze from the rock nestled on the grass, then to the ship, hovering not too far from where he's crouching. "Huh, guess I'm taking a detour." Then, his camera skims over the verdant fields of rolling hills. Red lights, blinking. "Won't hurt, would it?"

The LL had a short break stopping on Earth, mostly for refuelling, fresh air, stretching limbs,,,totally not because Brainstorm blew up the left wing again and The Science Team had to patch things up discreetly

Seriously, where is HR when you need it?

And, obviously, the Archivist is not missing the opportunity to explore, of course. It's earth! Home to,,,well,,,,the most complex (derogatory) kinds in the cosmos. And, this rock he's been examining? It's an extraterrestrial mineral. Figments of rocks from asteroids, comets, and the like originating outside of the Earth. Crazy, huh.

Better keep that for safekeeping.

Aside from, ah, well wandering where he's able to film stuff, occasionally animals and cows of the like, it's more like a need, at the moment, for a bit of (lets put this gently) space away from his conjunx — since, he's been acting like an ass of late.

Ahem, going behind his, ahem back to doing ahem Mnemosurgery....again.

It's not even an 'again' anymore, it's just borderline often

Why does he even bother to listen? You can't break old habits, as Ratchet would say. They'd break themselves before they could ever stop.

"So that's it? You're just going to ignore me like that?" Footsteps pattered behind him

Rewind huffs, walking faster. "Took you long enough to figure it out, genius."

He groans. "Oh for— Primus sake, Rewind, come on. Don't do this. We can talk."

"Oh sure, sure! Talk." He threw his hands up, whirling around to face his conjux. "That's what you always say, promising me like you're going to get your eyes gorged out if you didn't. What else, tell Red Alert to stop being paranoid and Whirl, a psychopathic ass?"

Chromedome palms his face. Primus, this apology isn't going well as he expected it to. "Look, I messed up. I breached a trust you had in me. I shouldn't have done it. That was very... inconsiderate....of me..."

"What is this, eight grade? Spelling bee on who's responsible?"

"That's not the point! You can't just—"

And, so it begins. The bickering. The blaming. Hand pointing. Arguments ablaze, never listening. Voice raising — just the tip of the iceberg, not even close to it's full potential.

"I bet my words doesn't mean anything to you now, does it?"

"It's does, Rewind. It does!"

"Hey! Stay there! Don't even come any closer or I swear to Primus I'll—"

A cry gurgled out amidst the bushes.

The Mnemosurgeon stiffens. He looking around for the source of the cry when he notices conjux was staring at him. "What?"

"Wow. Wow. Low blow, Chrome dome." Rewind puffs and presses his fists on his hips. " Low blow. I didn't think you'd do this. You're gonna resort to mocking me, now?"

He sputters. " You think that was me?"

"Yeah, blame it on the cows. Blame it on 'em like you do when avoid all responsibility."

"What's even a cow? Oh, for—" Then suddenly he lets out a surprised sound, dropping to crouch next to a bush. Rewind doesn't bother to look. Why would he? He's busy sulking and he wants that Mnemo-no-to-the-o to see it. Though, his audials tuned into a rustle of leaves when—

"There! Primus, Rewind look at this."

Said Archivist was still sulking, arms crossed, looking away. "Nuh, uh."

"Don't you nuh uh me." CD chuffs and figured actions were bigger than words so he scooped up the bundle of blankets and shoved it up his face. "Well? Still got film for this?"

Rewind takes a moment to register the visage.It was, if he knew his terms correctly, a human child. No, wait. A baby. It's the size of a sparkling but....smaller. And, significantly softer.

Most of all, it's crying. Coolant— er, tears streaming down the side of it's cheek. Gently, his servos curled around the scoop, nestling it softly against his chassis. He felt a kind of pull in is spark. Something fond pulsing. Chromedome loosened, looking away. What's the point? The mask already hid his smile.

"Seems pretty far from it's residential zone." Chromedome peers across the horizon searching for even the most recognizable specks of rooftops.

Nope, nothing.

Just rolls and rolls of green foliage.

"Hey there little fella." The Archivist coos, digit caressing the cheek to soothe it. The baby sniffled then blink, lifting up it's tiny fingers to bap his index. "What's a baby doing here of all places?Aren't human, uh, carrier, sires are very protective of their offsprings?"

Chromedome doesn't know what to say, he's not Ratchet or Percy, but he's sure as hell relieved their argument took a turn into park. "Misplacement, maybe."

"...How do you misplace a baby in a bush?"

"Things like that can happen, you know."

"If anything, it seemed like it's deliberately thrown in there. Look! It's even wrapped in a blanket."

He held it up for the Mnemosurgeon to see who, in turn, simply shrugged.

"Yeah. To keep it warm."

"Until someone finds them."

Chromedome narrows his optics. He's got a bad feeling about this. "Rewind. What are you trying to say?"

"What I'm trying to say is that this child is deliberately left here to be found. We can't just leave it out here—"

"Are you saying we should steal it?''

"I'm not saying we should- ugh yes! I'm saying we should steal it—"

"You're kidnapping children now?"

Ratchet cuts through both of their comms, immediately barraging them, "Are you two idiots done squabbling with whatever stupid problem you have or are we gonna have to wait another fraggin' hour until you both make up and kiss?"

They had to take the baby, much to CD's dismay.

Ultra Magnus was losing his mind. What do you mean you found a baby in a ditch, in a bush, in a field of all places?! Even worse, literally miles and miles away from the nearest habitual region!

Purely, coincidental. He'll have to look in his files for crimes like this lest another is let loose for havoc. The young are the future for society! Something Cybertron is severely lacking in

Unacceptable. Simply unacceptable. Oh, and by the way, you're both going in the brig. You're late.

"Chromedome stalled me."

"Here, we go again."

Everyone is busy cooing and taking turns prodding the bab, and can someone please keep whirl away from the child he's armed, (with the exception of Megatron, the medics and UM) who didn't, mostly for the fear of passing diseases to it, mostly stood far with unimpressed looks on their faces.

First Aid, though, eventually took matters into his own hand,,, by taking it into his own hands and putting it in a glass box (shut up Brainstorm we're not using your stupid Polyhex Quadrilateral Box or whatever) to scan it's vitals and conditions

Everyone was outside, peering through the glass, prodding, helms jut at odd angles to see through the crowd — while the medics delicately assessed its condition.

Ratchet had to explain poor Rewind that not everyone wants children and not every parents are deserving of it so. He's seen this a lot in human culture.

"So they abandon babies just for the fun of it?!"

Well, he's got a point. Most of it at least. "Rewind.... no."

When they were done ensuring the baby is in optimal condition, Ratchet comes up to the, er couple, if he had to put it that way and crossed his arms, a brow raised.

"Do you trust yourselves enough to look after the child?"

"Might as well." CD sighs. ".... I've got enough responsibility on my plate, already."

"Nobody forced you to go back and take it." Rewind mutters.

Ratchet held up a servo to cut off another argument brewing. " I'm going to put this out clear."

A digit points to them. Ratchet grits his dentas and every word that spooled out of his vocalizer, more intense.

"You both are going to have to put your differences aside. You're going to resolve that problem of yours, and resolve it clean — not in front of the child, but behind. Go hide in a broom closet for all i care. Mutilate or incapacitate each other's limbs, if it helps. Fight all you want, kill each other if you have to. But this baby? This baby? You're going to give this child the most loving, caring family it can have. You hear?"

Shenanigans ensue.

Obviously, given they're Cybertronians, human anatomy isnt a topic they're very well versed with. Rewind does know a thing or two. But consulting videos are not really the best way to go when neither of them have the tools to feed the baby

Percy and Nautica (because he doesnt trust brainstorm) are tasked with concocting the milk formula. They're seen tinkering away in the lab, barring the other scientist against a let-me-in charade. Lab doors are locked and padlocked with a specific colde — suck it BS.

All elements, minerals and resources as such are to be provided Rodimus (begrudingly), then fact-checked by the medics, very, very carefully.

They're like guts deep in space and very far from earth. A quantum jump to said planet, in case of an emergency, can affect the only organic living onboard.

Moreover, Ratchet doesn't trust CDRW to learn the stuff themselves, so he holds five hour long sessions daily on how to provide sufficient needs for the baby. You know, handling them, playing with them, learning their gestures, mannerisms,,,etc

CD loves holding baby by the armpit, and especially loves it when he does that, baby tries to bap his face, squealing and babbling, trying to reach him— he finds that his chassis always melts a little.

Rewind, on the other hands, adores cradling baby in a blanket. He likes how warm and soft it is against his arms. And how easily it his to nestle baby under his chin as he walks.

He is the most affectionate from the two. And definitely records everything. Soccer mom-esque, cheering loud whenever baby does something' monumental, for instance, blabbering dada coherently. But also the most rigid. Like, lattice structured rigid.

''Rewind you watch snuff films you hypocrite, a Sunday cartoon getting a liiiiittle violent is nothing compared to the archives you go through." Rodimus wags the CD in front of the Archivist, an upturned pleading pout, pulling his features. He looked comical hunching to regard the smaller Archivist with baby nestled under his chin.

It was an obvious ploy to fiddle with the baby. Everyone's trying to get a nab of their little squeals, these days. Why wouldn't they?

Those adorable fats for cheeks, soft and cuddly, crawling around the habsuite like a cretin, gumming on everything they could find.

Skids managed dodging through the vents after a successful glimpse of peek-a-boo (Rewind forbids physical touch. He's not risking any disease that can be transferred.)

He slinked down and baby immediately latched onto his pedes, babbling for an upsie. It took him a while, and much restraint, not to take it through the vents

Swerve almost poisoned baby with the engex again because, in his own words, what's a little harm in trying new things?

He's now locked up in the brig, banned from touching baby ever .

This entire crew is a hazard and Rewind wasn't having it.

"Is this the same captain known for illegal conduct of meteor surfing?"

"....Oh, shut it."

Chromedome's not very affectionate but is less-rigid when it comes to baby. He's the type to cave in when they want something. Sweets? Oh, you want sweets? He doesn't care if the Lost Light is miles away from the nearest planet. He's going there and he's going now.

Stop him and he'll plunge those long, needle-like nails into mecha's skull, their ancestors could see Primus's aft whole again.

Hoards like,,,,around fifty satchels of sweets. It was only until Ambulon had a private chat with the Mnemosurgeon, that, yes, the baby is going to die eating that much.

So, he offered safer alternatives if baby wanted something sweet. Boiled potatoes, ripe avocados and fruits could help. (They'll have to frequent the nearest planets)

CD is like the most cynical ass ever to exist so Rewind find himself with an existential crises, staring off into a wall, when baby would scrunch up their face, the way CD does when he's displeased.

"That mask stays on."

"But I didn't even—"

"It stays on."

But he also finds, a little begrudingly, that CD is a lot more understandable these days. Mostly always cradling baby and humoring the little cretin . Arguments are close to nill. He barely has to raise his voice

Cybertronians naturally have harsh edges, given they're metal (duh), so their rooms would be congruent in terms of features as well. Not exactly a pleasant thought when an organic is dawdling about.

So to be safe, in their habsuite, Chromedome installed padded cushions everywhere. Even the ceiling is padded, mecha's kibbles are also padded (much to Rodimus's chagrin)

And, every inch and crevice of that room is filled with scribbles. (Scribbles only Swerve can decipher, but he's busy lounging in the brig so there's that.)

Red Alert, during a habsuite check, once blacked out inside the room because he didn't recognize the new change. It was so pastel-ish, bright and soft, he justs goes away

Chromedome finds the poor mech on the ground, baby on top with their crayons, assaulting said mecha's face while squealing at the teal green against stark red paint

"A new paint job, huh."

"Chromedome, get the poor guy up for Primus's sake!"

Baby is limited to the Library and Med-bay (as per Rewind's request). Library because Megatron is there and they know for a fact he's more trustworthy with the baby than anyone. And, Med-bay because, well, medics

But obviously, baby is like, a little cretin who thinks rules are a no-go and said social construct a danger to society. And, by who's declaration? Rodimus. It's Rodimus.

Rewind is going to murder that speedster of a captain

So , it's a given mech's will see CD scampering across the halls upon spotting baby dangling off a goddamn beam. Or, hanging off someone's shoulder, (said bot doesn't know, because baby is so small, the sensors didn't pick up), then sees the mnemosurgeon slumping onto the ground in relief, passed out for a minute

What's baby doing there?!

Rip CD's spark rate.

And, since they've got to play the part of a happy family, Rewind has to sleep in the same berth as his conjux. Not that they didn't ever

After the reveal (CD going behind his back doing unethical things w/ his fingers) Rewind was obviously displeased so they sported separate berths. Now? They'll manage squeezing in the same bed.

Rewind tried to act all huffy about it, glancing to one side, as though he doesn't want to be there. He does. He's just sulking.

Chromedome silently stares at the ceiling. Baby is between them, chewing on a miniature Rung figure (that Rung gave because, somehow, it calms the little thing)

Baby notices the silence and wants attention, so they bap their hands on the surface when both mechs weren't listening. And does it again for the fifth time. CD sighs and decides to humor baby, a little.

"It's past bed-time." He says quietly, patting their head

With a squeal, baby plays with CD's servo and curls it over their head. He scoops the little bundle up into his arms and loosened up a little.

Rewind swivels to find baby nuzzling his conjux, both deeply asleep. Something soft thrums in his spark, and while he’d rather bash his conjux’s a skull with a hammer, he can’t deny the lovely visage of him cuddling their child. So, he scoots over a little, resting his helm on CD's shoulder. He doesn't flinch when a servo lands on his shoulder plate, pulling him close.

Maybe, it wasn’t so bad.

[anxi-writes]

Cybertronian S/O reader is onboard during the whole Overlord thing, but is never exactly seen... until after it’s all over, that is. But, they’re dead. Headcanons for how Fort Max, Chromedome, & Drift would react/deal with this?

I’d say something cool but I’m still mourning the loss of my tumblr account

• ANGST • GORE •

Chromedome

Chromedome searches through the halls of the lost light. Every turn, being move tortuous as he moves forwards. His pedes feel heavy as he drags them across the floor. You’re nowhere in sight and it’s getting harder to push past his thoughts. You should be here, somewhere, he can’t handle losing two people in one day.

Shock envelopes him as he turns around the next corner only to see your mangled body on the ground. His steps are quick, no longer held back by his overwhelming anxiety. He crashes to the floor in front of your visibly dead body.

Your facep was unrecognisable whilst your limbs were torn and twisted. Energon was everywhere and to say it wasn’t pretty was an obvious understatement.

Chromedome’s shaky servos reached out for your frame, bringing your corpse close to his spark just to hold you one last time. His needles sprung out almost immediately, knowing exactly what he would want to do after this.

OH WAIT YOU SAID HEADCANONS MY BAD-

Fort Max

• He lost it when he saw what Overlord did to you.

• He broke into sobs as soon as he saw your body torn and damaged. The fact that he went through almost the same damage yet he remained made him feel even worse.

• You didn’t deserve a fate such as this. Your servos that he once held onto for comfort were cold. You were cold, dead and cold.

• It took a long time for the other bots on the ship to pry him away from your corpse.

[tinydefector]

Human's effects

More a silly little thing that I had to write out.

Warnings: talks about sex, xenophilia, kinks

Word count: 3k

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Human Effects 2 - characters

Request are open

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There were a lot of things that fascinated the cybertronians over humans. Their size, body types, skin tones and those soft they are. 

So many of them become so fascinated over the fact that such small and fragile creatures don't have plating to protect themselves but only wear soft fabrics. 

And it slowly leads a lot of Cybertronians to realising they were Xenophiles. 

A list of kinks and fetishes cybertronians discovered from it. 

-size kink 

-skin fetish 

- hair pulling 

- silk and ribbon play

- cum inflation 

-breeding

-pet play

- vore

-fluid play and consumption 

- spiking warming

- Heart and spark syncing 

- new spike and Valve modifications to test on their human lover

There's originally a lot of unknowns about humans, and cybertronians are rather intrigued, for one the first times the a lot of the crew of lost light had encountered them was on black market and high priced pets, and companions. 

There were exceptions such as Perceptor, Ratchet and Megatron who had been around humans before but for a lot of the bots this was their first time seeing them. that is until they are assigned a human communications, relations Ambassador/ liaison. 

But after the black market incident it had led a lot of bots into research over humans. And it just spirals more with them discovering some rather dark history with cybertronians keeping humans as playthings. And finding out their ‘interface equipment’ isn't that different from their own, just more organic and smaller.  

A late night of drinking at swerve slowly devolved into conversation over their local human. Brainstorm sits nursing his drink of engex while he and others of the ship chat away. "So does it fascinate anyone else over the fact that humans don't have natural plating or any kind of protection for their squishy form?" He brings up, he himself had fallen down the rabbit hole of human porn but didn't quite know how to breach the subject with anyone else. 

"Oh Primus, look who decided to join us, thought you were holding up with your Conjunx Chrome!" Swerve said with a chuckle, placing more drinks down. He hopped up onto one of the bar stools and leaned in eagerly, His attention flicks to Brainstorm. "You bring up a good point, Brainstorm," Swerve replied.

 "Those squishy humans are really something else, ain't they? No armour, no defences - I'd be scared outta my circuits if I was just soft protoform all the time!, like i’m so surprised squishy hasn't been stepped on yet" 

Rodimus nodded in agreement. "Yet they've managed to survive just fine so far. There's obviously more to them than meets the eye. Like i've seen some of the things our ambassador can do like the strange stretching"

"I dunno," Skids chimed in. "Seems pretty fraggin' reckless if you ask me. One good shot and it lights out!" 

Rewind shuddered. "Ugh, don't remind me. Just thinking about all those organics and tubes and who knows what else squishing around in there makes my fuel tank turn." He made a dramatic churning sound effect.

Riptide laughed. "I saw a nature documentary once about these hairless ape creatures the humans evolved from. Now THOSE guys were squishy."

“What in Primus have you been watching?!” 

“some old earth docs that Percy’s has, bots got a lot of info on Terra and the planet's history” The bots shared a collective laugh at the image. Swerve took a swig of his energon. "Frag, maybe there's something to be said about living on the edge like that! Sure keeps things interesting, its still strange that they are somehow one of the top predators of their planet yet are smaller than half the things they eat"

Brainstorm goes quiet for a moment. "Have you seen how flexible they are?"

Swerve nearly spit out his energon. "Whoa hey, I don't need those kinds of vivid imagery floatin' around my processor thank you very much!, keep the squishy interface vids to yourself" he said, waving his hands animatedly. 

"You have to admit, the way those fleshbags can contort themselves is pretty impressive," Skids added. "Must come in handy for.. maintenance." He waggled his optical ridges suggestively.

Brainstorm nodded pensively. "Indeed. Their non-metal structure allows for feats we could never replicate by ourselves." He took a sip of his energon. "Always makes me curious what other evolutionary adaptations they've developed to compensate for such vulnerability. The potential for scientific discovery is endlessly fascinating with their species and ancestors."

Riptide shrugged. "As long as they don't expect ME to try any of their bone-breaking yoga moves," he laughed. "This chassis is meant for tough stuff, not Twister!"

"You think they would be soft, you know if you interface with one?" Brainstorm asked while downing his drink, the engex was slowly going to his processor loosening his lips. 

"Oh don't give me that look I know for a fact you all have thought about doing with a human at least once! Rodimus I know for a fact you eye them up everytime our little liaison walks past you" He calls out Rodimus. 

Rodimus nearly choked on his energon in an attempt to look innocent. "Wh-what? That's not - I never -" he sputtered in protest, flustered optics darting around at the other bots.

Brainstorm smirked as Rodimus squirmed uncomfortably on the stool. "Oh please, don't try to deny it, Captain. You're about as subtle as a combiner in a supply closet." 

"Roddy's got the hots for squishy, who knew!" Swerve giggled uncontrollably. 

Skids nudged Riptide playfully. "Hey, maybe we got a xenophiliac on the ship!" 

"Alright alright, knock it off you glitches," Rodimus growled, though the blue flush across his face said otherwise. "I was just... curious, that's all. They ARE a strange species."

Swerve tried to contain his laughter. "Ohhh I bet you are more than curious, if you catch my drift!, wanna get up close and personal" More raucous peals of laughter from the group.

Brainstorm stroked his chin in thought. "They do feel intriguingly delicate. I wonder if their flexible frames would be more pleasurable to interface with than our own rigid forms..."

"Have you seen videos of them, they stretch a lot, like a lot, like I know human skin is resilient but i didn't think they were that resilient " Brainstorm states remembering some of the videos he had seen online. Other bots peak up intrigued. 

Swerve choked again as his fuel tank nearly turned inside out. "Brainstorm! That's... more than I needed to visualise, thank you very much." 

Skids seemed a bit less phased. "Fleshbags gettin' their twist on, huh? Can't say I'm not curious now." 

Even Rodimus seemed intrigued despite his earlier protests. "Resilient is an   understatement. I've seen some of the contortions that humans can do - it's astounding that their protoforms don't tear apart." 

Brainstorm nodded enthusiastically. "Precisely! With the right lubrication and technique, I hypothesise an interface with a limber human form would provide entirely novel sensory data."

Riptide shifted uncomfortably. "Not sure I'm ready to dive into the fleshy deep end just yet.”  

Swerve shot him a sly grin. "Aw c'mon Rip, live a little! Where's your sense of adventure?" 

Rodimus tried to steer the subject elsewhere. "Let's maybe change topics before someone needs a wipe down. Or Primus forbid, Magnus overhears you lot"

"I hope I did not hear what my processor just heard" Ultra Magnus states while staring down at the group of drinking mechs. A Lot of bots in the bar snicker at the group getting in trouble. 

"Come on Sir, get that wrench out of you aft, join us!" Skids called out.

Swerve let out an audible squeak at Ultra Magnus's stern tone, almost dropping his engex in panic. "U-Um, Magnus sir! Fancy seeing you here. We were just, uh, discussing..." 

He shot desperate optics at the others for help, but they all seemed to shrink down in their seats under Magnus's disapproving glare. 

Rodimus flashed an uneasy grin. "Just having a friendly debate about alien species, you know how it is. Brainstorm was bringing up some, er, interesting biological points..." 

Ultra Magnus sighed wearily. "I'd rather not know the details, thank you. Some topics are best left undiscussed in public."

The whole bar erupted into laughter at the group's misfortune. "Ah lay off em Magnus!" one patron called out. "They're just havin' fun!"

Another bot piped up. "Yeah, loosen up that rusty chassis and join us! One drink won't hurt." 

Magnus scowled, unamused. But as the encouragement grew louder, he glanced around hesitantly...

Swerve spotted an opening. "C'mon Magnus, live a little! I'll even give you a two-for-one special." He flashed a hopeful grin.

The enforcer grumbled but his resolve was cracking. Against his better judgement, he pulled up a stool. "One drink." Swerve whooped and poured him a double.

They cheer as Magnus sits down to drink with them. Skids speak up. "So brainstorm you saying you'd hook up with a fleshy, get nice and personal with a human" he calls out with a laugh.

Brainstorm leaned forward eagerly. "Why of course! The pursuit of scientific knowledge knows no boundaries. Though upon further review, direct interfacing with an organic might require certain, ah, safety protocols." 

Skids peered at him suspiciously. "Exactly what kind of 'research' are you plannin' on doing Brainy?"

Swerve nudged Riptide with a smirk. "I'll bet ya 20 shanix Brainstorm's just trying to find an excuse to get jiggy with the humies!"

Riptide snorted. "No way, I ain't takin' THAT bet!" 

Rodimus dropped his face in his palms with a groan. "can we PLEASE stop picturing Brainstorm fragging humans?" 

Ultra Magnus coughed on his engex, catching the comment he'd really rather not have heard. 

But Brainstorm paid them no mind, lost in scientific contemplation. "The human capacity for sensory input and feedback would provide a rich study on cross-species interface protocol adaptability..."

"INTERFACE PROTOCOLS?!" Swerve shrieked. The table erupted into howls of laughter at Magnus's deeply uncomfortable expression. It was going to be a LONG night indeed.

“Primus Brainstorm you kinky fragger” 

"Fine then everyone servo up if your not at least somewhat curious or thought about it at least once" Brainstorm calls out to all of Swerve's bars patrons

"Oooh, Brainstorm's putting us all on the spot!" Swerve giggled with gleeful mischief. He raised his servo without hesitation. 

Skids was quick to follow suit, slamming his half-empty glass down. "Frag it, I'll admit it! Those soft squishy bodies got me wonderin' what else they're good for." 

To everyone's surprise, Rodimus sheepishly lifted a servo as well, avoiding optic contact with Ultra Magnus. Riptide shrugged and joined in the show of servos, if only to blend in. 

The majority of bots in the bar started raising their hands amid roars of laughter and drunken encouragement. Only a select few hesitated, shooting nervous glances at Magnus. 

The enforcement officer's expression cycled through outrage, resignation and back to outrage as his gaze swept over the forest of raised servos. "I cannot condone such deviant interest in alien biologies," he protested, voice stiff. 

But as more servos stayed stubbornly aloft, Magnus sagged with a weary sigh. After a long moment, he slowly, begrudgingly raised one massive hand as well. 

The bar erupted into ear-splitting cheers. Swerve howled with glee, banging his fists on the counter. "Look's like we've all got a bit of xenophile in us after all! Even you, Magnus my mech!" 

Magnus buried his faceplate in his servos as Brainstorm cackled maniacally. Once the bar settles back down its Swerve who speaks up with a smirk on his faceplate. "So... which one of you charming mechs are gonna be the first to try and get our lovely Liaison?" He teases. 

Rodimus sputtered into his drink at Swerve's question, flushing brighter. "W-what? I never said anything about actually doing anything!, it's all just fantasies Swerve!" he protested in a hissed tone. 

Skids rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Hmm, well they do have a cute lil' figure. Bet they'd be a wild ride..." 

Swerve grinned slyly at Rodimus. "Aw c'mon Captain, don't tell me you ain't thought about it at least once! I bet they'd be real fun to break in, get all soft and pliable..." 

Rodimus smacked Swerve upside the helm. "Knock it off!" He shot a pleading glance at Ultra Magnus as if begging for rescue.

But unexpectedly, Brainstorm was the one who spoke up. "While the organic's flexibility is intriguing, directly interfacing could introduce unknown health risks or cultural taboos. Outside the fact our people have kept humans as pets and companions in the past. A more ethical approach would be gaining consent for strictly observational research."  

Riptide frowned. "Not sure the liaison would go for that either Storm" 

Swerve sighed dreamily. "Just imagine wrapping those soft squishy bits all around you though... bet they'd feel amazing..."  

"SWERVE." Magnus's warning tone silenced the cheeky bartender immediately. He turned back to Rodimus with a sigh. "Despite certain... Curiosities, directly engaging an organics  such a manner would be unwise, dangerous even, not to mention our form are much larger and could harm a human."

Rewind nodded gratefully at Magnus, relieved the subject was shifting. But the mischievous glint in Swerve's optic suggested his teasing wasn't over yet. It was going to be a long night indeed.

"Relax Mags I'm just riling these drunk mech up. Unless you're interested in our sweet little ambassador" he teases, making other bots choke on their drinks. 

Ultra Magnus's icy glare could have frozen Swerve's energon. "Need I remind you this conversation is highly inappropriate and unprofessional," he said sternly. 

But to everyone's surprise, Rodimus let out an undignified snort of laughter. "As if Magnus would ever break protocol like that! He'd probably recite the entire Autobot code of conduct while fragging."

The whole bar erupted in howls of mirth at the mental image. 

Swerve was nearly rolling on the floor. "Can you imagine?! 'Paragraph 3, subsection B clearly states interfacing with sentient aliens requires prior diplomatic clearance forms in triplicate!'" he cried in a mockingly stiff voice. 

Skids were wiping away fuel tears. "Primus if MR. RULES AND REGS ever broke the rules, it'd be one for the history archives!" 

Riptide jabbed Skids in the side. "Ten shanix says he'd have them memorising regulations the whole time!" 

"Twenty shanix says they'd run screaming first!" Swerve shot back. 

The bets and ribbing escalated as more mechs joined in. Across the table, Rodimus shoved Magnus playfully. "C'mon Magnus, live on the wild side for once!" 

Magnus's rumbling huff was the only response. Watching his rigid commander finally loosening up filled Swerve with delight. Somehow, some way, he'd find a way to get Magnus to break protocol yet! It was shaping up to be the best night ever.

"Ohhh let's make this fun. I list some bots and you say if you think they would hook up with a human" Riptide states. "Rung, Drift and Ratchet" he calls out the names.

Swerve let out a dramatic gasp. "Ooh spicy!"

"Rung is definitely curious but way too professional. Might let loose over a couple cubes of engex though!" 

Skids broke into hysterics at Riptide's suggestions. "Rung and a HUMAN?! Rung doesn't even touch his OWN interface panel!" 

Rodimus snorted. "Can you imagine? 'My dear, it seems you're experiencing some psychological interfacing blockers. Please, tell me how that makes you feel.'" 

"Drift guy's definitely intrigued by other species, if you know what I mean. Plus he's artsy so he'd probably appreciate the 'aesthetic'." Swerve responds

"Drift might go for it, he's open to new experiences," Rodimus mused with a grin. 

Brainstorm nodded thoughtfully. "Indeed, his spiritual philosophies suggest an openness to cultural exchange that others may lack. I think if he and ratchet weren't together its something he might try" 

"Ratchet. bah! As if that grumpy old rust-bucket would try anything so illogical. Unless she's a doctor too and starts quoting his favourite protocols... then all bets are off!" Skids laughed. 

"Ratchet? Nah, too much of a hard aft. He'd just bitch about human biohazards the whole time," Swerve giggled. 

"Well if Drift was interested I'm pretty sure that mecn could get ratchet to do anything with the bat of his optics" Rodimus remarks.

The table erupted in raucous laughter. Swerve took a playful bow. "Alright bring on the next victims!" 

Riptide rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Hmm, how about...Tailgate, Cyclonus, and Whirl?" 

Swerve cackled wickedly. "Tailgate would be way too nervous but he'd try for his Conjunx Cyclonus. Cyclonus would 100% use his broody vibes to charm her pants off but only for Tailgate. And Whirl? He doesn't interface, he destroys! So that liaison better watch her interfacing ports around that lunatic!" 

Chromedome interjects stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Tailgate would be way too nervous and shy, I think. He'd probably short-circuit just from holding hands!" 

Riptide nodded. "Cyclonus has always struck me as the kinky type. Wonder if he's into those squishy bits like Brainstorm thinks..."

"Whirl would frag anything that moves," Rodimus interjected with a grimace. "But I don't think an organic would survive the experience!"

Brainstorm stroked his chin. "Indeed, Whirl's interfacing protocol subroutines seem rather...enthusiastic. Consent might be a fleeting concept. Better to observe from a safe distance." 

Swerve shuddered. "Ugh, don't make me picture that psycho getting 'friendly' with a human! I'm tryna keep my fuel down y'know." 

The names continue being dropped. 

 " First Aid! I don't know if the medic-bot's got it in him to break the rules. But I betcha if he did, he'd be real gentle and caring-like. He'd have them feelin' better than new in no time!" 

Skids grinned devilishly. "Yeah but would they feel better? Aid's so straight and narrow I bet he'd put em in stasis lock from boredom!" 

"Now Perceptor on the other hand..." Swerve tapped his chin thoughtfully. "Bookish type, but you know there's a passionate scientist in there waiting to experiment. Think he'd go slow and methodical, really take his time 'exploring the specimen'." 

"his thirst for organic sciences might overpower his good sense," Rewind remarks. 

“optimus prime, Prowl and bumblebee ” Chromedome interjects with his own inquiries. 

Swerve pretended to wipe away exhaust fumes. "Primus help me, this is gonna be good... Optimus Prime is obviously Mister Morality himself, but you know he's got a secret wild side under all that virtue signalling. Just imagine how freaky he could get with some alien nookie!" 

The bar erupted in incredulous, drunken laughter and cheers. Swerve grinned impishly. 

"As for Prowl, I'm telling you that stick up his tailpipe is begging to come out and play. One roll in the berth with a naughty fleshy and he'd loosen up reeeal nice!" 

"And Bee? He's a sweet kid, but you know what they say, it's always the quiet ones! Between his cute lil' face and that tight chassis, he'd have the human lining up to frag that glitch right into stasis!" 

The bar absolutely lost it, bots falling over each other in drunken hysterics. Even Mirage was struggling not to fall off his chair. Swerve took an exaggerated bow as his audience howled. 

"Thank you, thank you! I'll be here all cycle! Now who's ready for the next round?" More shouts and clanking glasses answered his call. It was shaping up to be the wildest night at Swerve's yet!

 Magnus dropping Megatron's name that really sent them over the edge.

"Megatron?! With the liaison?!" Rodimus howled with laughter, nearly spitting out his drink. "That's the funniest thing I've heard all cycle!" 

But Swerve wasn't done. "Megatron? Now THAT'S an image! 'You pathetic fleshbag, you DARE try to mount the great Megatron?! Grovel before my interface array!'" 

Magnus adds more information which makes everyone surprised " He and the ambassador are rather close" He states

Rewind speaks up from Chromedome’s side. "Y'know... they do have a certain chemistry. I'll bet under all that scowling and chipped armour there's a softie just waitin' for the right tender touch to melt his spark. And they have got sass to spare  bet they could handle Megatron's brooding and snarl!" 

"Twenty shanix says he'd have them trembling and beggin' for mercy in no time flat!" Skids bet eagerly. 

"You're on!" crowed Riptide. "But I still think Perceptor's the real dark horse..."

[michaela-o]

Here’s some evening doodles before playing path of titans again😌❤️

I love the concept of human lialison on the Lost Light. Literally can’t get enough of it🥹❤️❤️

[in1-nutshell]

Human Buddy 'accidentally' adopted by Chromedome and Rewind

SFW, Platonic, Familial, Human Reader

MTMTE

They meet Buddy at Swerve’s. The pair had just heard about the new human joining the quest.

Buddy was the newest addition to the crew having been sent to look out for any unusual behavior with Megatron. Technically they were simply a glorified babysitter.

“Hey Megs!”—Buddy

“Yes?”—Megatron

“Are you having any evil thoughts?”—Buddy

“No?”—Megatron

“Okay, just making sure. Also, Rodimus is hiding in the supply closet in corridor 12.”—Buddy

“How did you know I was looking for him and rat him out?”

“You have that look in your optics… And he has been slipping in some of his work on my pile, it’s payback time. Happy hunting!”--Buddy

When Buddy sat down at the bar, Rewind was the first to approach Buddy. Chromdome had left earlier to go get their drinks and had gotten caught in Brainstorm’s rants.

He wanted to film a human for the longest time and now he the chance to do that.

“Hello there!”--Rewind

“Oh hello!”--Buddy

“I’m Rewind.”--Rewind

“That’s a nice name. I’m Buddy, but you already knew that didn’t you.”--Buddy

“Kind of hard not to hear the name when you’re the talk of the ship right now.”--Rewind

“I hope that doesn’t last too long.”--Buddy

“Oh don’t worry about that. Usually something bigger will come in and cancel that out.”--Rewind

“I don’t know if you’re joking about the bigger stuff.”--Buddy

“Trust me there have been so many things that have happened on this ship. For example, I’m not even from this universe, I’m from another one that got canceled out.”--Rewind

“What?!”--Buddy

“And the me from this reality was killed by Overlord!”--Rewind

“I thought that guy was dead!”--Buddy

Chromdome came in a few minutes after looking for Rewind. He saw his Conjux talking with the new human, who was showing them some videos from his camera.

He had been curious about the new human amongst the crew. He decided to go and joined in the conversation.

“Oh, Domey you made it!”--Rewind

“Domey?”--Buddy

“That’s his nickname for me. The names Chromedome.”--Chromedome

“Oh! Youre the guy that Prowl’s talked about!”--Buddy

“Prowl?”--Chromedome

“Prowl!?”--Rewind

“Yeah, something about you two being partners and all but it was kind of hard to hear some of the stuff when multiple tables are being flipped near you.”--Buddy

“Heh. He does have a thing for flipping them doesn’t he.”--Chromedome

“Yes! One time he flipped one and I was inside the drawer!”--Buddy

“What! Really?!”--Rewind

“Oh yeah! I was just looking for some of my data pads in there when the next thing I knew I was flying inside the thing and landed with my butt in the air!”--Buddy

“Now you have to tell us the rest of that story.”--Chromedome

“With pleasure!”--Buddy

Everything went on from there.

Buddy soon began meeting up with the couple weekly. The newly formed trio would talk anything under the metaphoric sun. It could have been about the latest reports to stories about the ship before Buddy came on board.

“So that’s where Ratchet’s hands came from?”--Buddy

“Yeah, Drift cut them clean off!”--Chromedome

“Wow!”--Buddy

“That’s nothing on what happened with the Sparkeater.”--Rewind

“What’s a Sparkeater?”—Buddy

The meetings soon became daily. The talks soon became more personal and longer, not that either party minded. It was the level of trust that was shown, and each was glad to have experienced.

Even though Rewind was the first to become acquainted with Buddy, it was Chromedome who first started having other thoughts about Buddy.

He felt very protective over Buddy but not in the way he felt protective of Rewind. Chromedome wanted to protect Buddy from any harm physically, mentally, and emotionally. He wanted to be there for Buddy. He loved them like if they were his own—

Oh

Oh…

He had a talk with Rewind about the sudden situation they were thrusted upon. Thank goodness too because Rewind was just coming up with the same feelings.

They both talked and agreed to talk to Buddy about the situation like civil adults.

Of course, on the Lost Light no plan goes according to plan.

The pair was waiting for Buddy in their usual spot when they spotted Buddy coming in.

They greeted each other as a larger bot came in front of Buddy.

They were clearly intoxicated as they began belittling Buddy.

“What’s a fleshy like you doing here anyways?”—Random Bot

“I beg your pardon?”--Buddy

“There's no way that this is the only-hic- reason you’re here. A puny organic like you. I -hic- I bet I could just flex my digits and you’ll be a smear on the floor. Human scum.”—Random bot

Rewind was ready to throw servos. How dare that bot talk to Buddy like that!?

Chromdome was already standing up not sure if to restrain Rewinds full wrath or to tackle the bot.

But as it turned out, they didn’t need to do that.

“You gonna say something Fleshy? Or is your tiny processor still thinking on what to say?”—Random bot

“…Oh, you’re finally done with the petty names and poor excuse of insults. Where those insults? I couldn’t tell if they were with that poor execution. Anyways since we are calling each other names, it’s my turn.”—Buddy

Buddy gave him the verbal beating of the century.

The bot ran away crying.

The bar was cheering.

“Way to give it to them Fleshy!”--Whirl

“Cyclonus can you please let go of my audials?”--Tailgate

“No.”--Cyclonus

“Drinks on me Buddy. You earned one.”--Swerve

“WOAH! THAT’S MY KID RIGHT THERE! THAT WAS AMAZING!”--Rewind

“Kid?”--Buddy

“I’m proud of you Kiddo. You stood you’re ground and made a grown mech eat his words!”--Chromedome

“Kid?”--Buddy

“…Oh…”—Chromedome and Rewind

“Keep your family drama away from my drinks. And congratulations on the kid you love birds.”--Whirl

“Whirl! Leave my dad’s alone!”—Buddy

“Dad?”—Chromedome

“Dad’s!?”—Rewind

“You’re welcome.”--Whirl

The three did end up talking about what happened in the bar a bit later. It was only to make sure everything was understood about the names.

Now the three carry their new titles with pride as one family unit.

[cozzzynook]

Rodimus has fallen in love and is about to bond with Getaway. When Ratchet and Drift sit him down and show him evidence of Getaway cheating and he's devastated.

Personally I can never see Rodimus ever liking Getaway in any capacity but I can see them using each other as a quick frag when they first meet.

Its one of the worst experiences Rodimus has in his life and he doesn’t even overload. Getaway asked and he made a face before standing up and just walking out of Getaway’s hab completely unsatisfied and going to meet up with one of his aft call bots that he knows will get him off.

That night he heads to join, Cyclonus, Tailgate and Whirl for a frag session because he needs three very well experienced and nasty mechs to get the horrible feeling and thought of Getaway out of his memory files and off his frame.

He’s feeling a lot more satisfied hours later when he leaves the trios hab with a nice limp in his gate and a tiredness only a good fragging can give a bot.

He doesn’t think of Getaway or their horrible time until he and his crew stop on a planet and he meets the con twins Skyquake and Dreadwing. He’s smiling so wide with his spoiler bouncing and valve twitching just itching for a fun time as he locks optics with the two.

Before he knows it he’s bent wide over with two huge spikes stuffing his port like the spike slut he is as they both thrust inside of him with a servo choking his neck cables just the way he likes it and another slapping his sensitive valve raw.

Its when they finish and carry him back to his ship for Magnus to take does he see Getaway glaring at him and he’s so confused as to why until he remembers the horrible time they had together and immediately pushes the thought aside with a shiver of disgust.

Really, there was no way the mech actually thought lasting less than five minutes was gonna sate him. He knows he’s a slut but even sluts need more than five minutes.

He purposely tries to never think on the encounter again only to have the same issue when he’s on the bridge.

Magnus and Megatron are standing on either side of him, servos gently caressing both his sides making his tanks flutter and his aft wiggle as he smiles giddy and leans into them.

He’s thinking of all the fun they’ll have together as they usher him towards the door where it opens to reveal Getsway glaring angrily at him making him confused all over again.

Its Magnus stepping forward asking what Getaway needs with a clipped tone that makes the other look away and walk off.

He feels himself shiver in pure disgust as he remembers once again, how terrible their time was and how pitiful his stroke game felt. He tells the two as much after Megatron stares down where Getaway was last seen. He doesn’t want the mech to get hurt but he does wish he’d stay away from him.

He gives Magnus a nice, long surprise under the desk gift after making sure Getaway had a completely different schedule than him. He helped the mech organize two book shelves after, he didn’t care at all for stuff like that, but it made Magnus smile and happy so he did it.

He was having his fun as usual with the conjunx pair and the conjunx trio along with a spike swirl for Rewind and Chromedome as a job well done on helping repair a part of the ship. Along with letting Nautica use her servo to spank him when her frustrations became too much. He allowed Skids to watch and couldn’t help giggling at how the mech got so nervous when he moaned looking his way.

Rodimus was, to put it frankly, a slut.

He was decepticon share ware when he was Hot rod and changing to Rodimus, even when he was Rodimus prime, did nothing to curb his need for spike. Sure it lowered his libido but that put it on the healthy high scale instead of beyond the high scale. His doc First aid was grateful while he worked it so he could enjoy the more deeply kinky intimate parts of fragging instead of going so rough he would break.

He’s been on berth leave multiple times for having his insides shifted and his valve sprained.

“Hey Roddy,” he felt his spoiler bounce and his tank soften, his optics felt softer at the sight of Drift coming towards him. But that changed when he noticed the mech looking unhappy.

“What’d I do?”

He never fragged Drift or Ratchet.

They never invited him to berth so he never flirted or did anything inappropriate.

He was a slut.

Not a creep or perv who couldn’t respect boundaries.

“Nothing Roddy, you haven’t done anything,” Drift reassured. The mech put an arm around his waist like he always did and led him back to his hab where Ratchet was sitting down waiting for them.

He sat between the two on the couch and felt an awkward tension resting heavily in the room.

He felt better having Ratchet shift him onto his lap but he still felt nervous.

“Okay, whats up guys? What’d I do?”

“Roddy,” Drift sighed his designation and he was quick to apologize, “Stop that. You didn’t do anything kid. We just wanted to talk.”

His optic ridges touched but he nodded.

“Its about you and Getaway,” Ratchet said after a moment silence, “the mechs been….”

“He’s been stalking you, even with your two different schedules,” Drift finished, his fangs poked out and his servos were tight.

“Stalking me? But..why? We aren’t a thing…I’ve never…”

“Aw damnit.”

“Kid?”

“The first few days in…I..um..well its cause of that. Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it,” Rodimus sighed rubbing his face plate and going to stand when Ratchet and Drift held him in place on the medics lap.

“He harrassin ya cause he wants ya in berth again?”

The way both of them of them lock onto him, protective fields shrouding him making it hard to vent but so easy to melt against.

“No..I..I don’t know what he wants..I..well..I like to..explore my options..sometimes,” he blushed in a dazed.

“Kid ya like spike. We know. The crew knows. A lot of cybertron knows. It’s fine kid. I’m called the party ambulance for a reason.”

“We know your reputation Roddy. We don’t care.”

“Speak for yourself kid. I’m happy you’ve slowed down and haven’t caught any viruses. First aid used to have a mental breakdown when he had to out your valve back into place.”

“Ratchet!”

“What Kid? Its fine. I’ve popped mine back into place a few times myself,” Ratchet shrugged at Rodimus who looked…beyond shell shocked even if he shouldn’t. His reputation was very well known.

“I..how long have you two know?”

“Since we’ve known you,” Drift said easily, he was still angry but the digit he used to brush along Rodimus’s cheek was anything but. It was hard not to lean into it.

“Wait..if you knew I was share ware,” Drift’s servo gripping his face plate giving him a sharp look made him back track.

“I mean, used to be shareware,” he rushes. It still doesn’t loosen Drifts hold so he continues.

“Why are you always inviting me over and having me spend the night if you know I’m a spike slut?”

Maybe he should’ve put more thought into all the times they had him sit on their laps or would cuddle with him in berth and make sure he couldn’t leave. Or when he’d cook dinner and lunch every day and one of them always digit fed him with a now noticeably lame excuse of “we want to make sure you eat enough.”

“Told ya we’d have to spell it out,” Ratchet grouched, wrapping his arms around the speedster who felt weary but unafraid.

“We like you Roddy. More than what you think,” Drift interrupted his musings, thumb rubbing his cheek.

“We’ve been in love with you for a very long time now and we’re pretty sure you feel the same. Even if you don’t want to admit it,” Drift finished.

“Kid you run faster than Blurr from affection thats not a one night sexual conquest. So we figured it best to ease you into the idea of being with us. We don’t have any intent to change who you are. We know you love spike and we’re fine with it. We just want you to come home to us at the end of it.”

He felt his optics watering and he wanted to hide.

They were right of course.

He was afraid of romantic feelings, relationships, love.

But when it came to the two mechs holding him he couldn’t help but fall in love.

Subconsciously he lessened the amount of mechs he’d sleep with on a drastic scale the more time he spent with them intimately.

He didn’t want to give up his frag sessions with Megatron and Minimus or the wild rides with Cyclonus, Tailgate and Whirl, but he hadn’t really ventured out much aside from basic non penetration with Nautica, Chromedome and Rewind and letting Skids watch. Of course he had fun with Skyquake and Dreadwing, but he didn’t leave his comm number like he usually did for a second round.

“I don’t..please don’t..”

“Relax kid, we know. We know,” Ratchet let him curl up and hide.

It was embarrassing as it was needed.

“I’m not..you picked wrong. You shouldn’t want me.”

The engine rev from Ratchet was the first real warning and he kept silent.

“We know exactly who we picked Rodimus and we aren’t picking anyone else but the three of us.”

That was the second warning, hearing his designation from Drift was always serious and while his insecurities were tugging at him, he let Ratchets warm servo rubbing his thigh quiet the storm.

They stayed like that for a while.

Sitting on the couch until Rodimus felt Ratchet’s signs of stiffness.

He fell into rhythm without thinking much as he shifted and stood helping the mech up and using his outlier to warm the space between them.

Eventually they retired to berth where Ratchet and Drift locked Rodimus in a tangle of limbs.

He didn’t mind. It was grounding.

Helped him feel without panicking.

He looked down and let his digits curl loosely between theirs and day dreamed.

They didn’t say anything. Didn’t push or rush him.

They just enjoyed their time together and that made things feel..as easy as onlining.

Rodimus didn’t see or hear about Getaway after that but he did notice Drift cleaning energon off his sword and Ratchet wiping energon from his med kit.

He figured it best not to ask.

[cyber-streak-2]

Headcanons with TFP Soundwave, IDW Cygate and IDW Chromedome and Rewind finding out their Cybertronian SO was blinded protecting them

Headcanons with (TFP) Soundwave, (IDW1) Cygate, & (IDW1) CDRW involving their Cybertronian S/O going blind while protecting them:

Soundwave

[He’d just opened a ground-bridge while in the process of collecting something Megatron wanted- and he suddenly feels himself get pushed, followed by an explosion- sending the both of you back to the Nemesis.]

[It was Wheeljack’s doing. Soundwave immediately sends you to Breakdown and Knockout so that they can help you, while going to discuss things with Megatron.]

[During the little meeting, Breakdown interrupts. He explains that you will recover from your wounds, but... you don’t have your optics anymore- you just have empty sockets.]

[Soundwave tries his best to comfort you throughout it all.]

[To let you know that he’s around, besides using voice clips, he usually wraps his tendrils around you- he also does it if you’re about to bump into anything.]

[He feels bad that he unintentionally caused this. He wants Knockout and Breakdown to fix this, but the two don’t just... have anything for optics laying around.]

Cygate

[When attackers entered the Lost Light, you were with Tailgate- while Cyclonus had been in the bar. You and Tailgate begin to protect eachother, and Cyclonus tries to get to you two.]

[When Tailgate doesn’t notice an attacker from behind, you end up shoving him out of the way, and get blasted- one shot to the face, and one in the chassis. Cyclonus arrives to the sight of you collapsing and Tailgate panicking.]

[You wake up in the medibay... but not like you can entirely know that- you can’t see- and you immediately voice that. Causing Cyclonus to worry, and the already panicked Tailgate to worry even further, and quickly start apologizing.]

[Its not just a simple blast that caused you to go blind- there was something in the blast that got your face, and the medics are trying to find a way/a solution to fix this.]

[While the medics are doing this, the two stick with you and try to help you out with things.]

CDRW

[You’re waking up in the medibay, and it’s very much concerning that you can’t see—but you can feel Chromedome and Rewind’s presence with you—and you immediately remember what happened.]

[A fight broke out on the planet the Lost Light had stopped on. Two of the attackers had surrounded Chromedome and Rewind, but you went to help them—shooting at the attackers, and hoping to give CD and Rewind time to escape.]

[Among giving you other wounds before you got helped, the attackers ended up ripping out your optics.]

[When you wake up, it seems like the two have been talking for a while—to each other, and the unconscious you. They both wish that you hadn’t done that- but you don’t care too much about that, you’re just glad they’re both okay.]

[They stay with you as long as they can, they almost never leave your side in the medibay.]

[The three of you spend a lot of time discussing what happened, and what may happen—like if you aren’t able to get new optics or anything. Though, they’ll be there to help.]

[loveofbots]

Rewind and Chromedome watching fireworks for the first time with their fem human partner (poly please)?

*gently clutches you* I'm sorry my dumbass forgot how to write pls have this as an apology

"So you set off explosions in the sky to celebrate the Earthling new year?"

"Colorful explosions." You corrected your minibot partner as the two of you walk down the waterfront to the pier where the third in your little polycule waited. Chromosome's visor brightened when he saw you two, hand in servo, skipping down the boardwalk. He wasted no time picking the two of you up. Being especially gentle with you, his human lover.

"Thanks for inviting us out to celebrate with you." The nmenosurgeon coos. He was always more affectionate alone with the two of you.

"Domey, where's my kiss?" Rewind whines when he sees how Chromosome nuzzles his face into your chest. The taller mech chuckles, doing the same for rewind.

"Are you recording?" You ask, and Rewind nods in response.

"Of course I am! This is our first New Year's countdown with you! It'll be a moment to remember!" His enthusiasm for human culture made you smile, both of them did. With a blanket Chromosome provided you sat comfortably in his lap, along with rewind. Chromedome rubs your back lovingly while Rewind plays with your hair, the two of them watching the time with you.

"So, what's the human tradition you mentioned again?" Chromedome asks. It's a seemingly innocent question, if you didn't know that he knew the answer. He was always one to make you ask for him. Rewind knew that too, given the sarcastic ex-vent he let out.

With a roll of your eyes you explain it again. "Once we all shout 'Happy New Year' it's custom to kiss the nearest person." You swear one day you'd swipe that smug look right off his faceplate someday. Not today though. Instead you chuckle lovingly and lean back against him, content with your two partners.

FFWWWSSHHH!!

Both Chromedome and Rewind nearly jump out of their frames when they see a missile shoot straight up into the sky. Instinctively Chromedome holds the two of you close to him.

POP! Fzzzz...

"Oooooh." Rewind's visor sparkles with the reflection of the pretty lights. Chromedome relaxes, venting deeply.

"How come human things always have to be so flashy?" He grumps, as if he wasn't using 'human things' as an excuse to kiss you two seconds ago. Alas, that's Chromedome.

The three of you watch the fireworks, hearing the crackles and pops of the explosions. You explain a little of what you know about them to Rewind when he asks, but for the most part he focuses on holding your hand and watching the light show.

10... 9... 8...!

You hear counting across the river. "It's almost time!" Rewind gets excited too, counting down with you.

7... 6... 5.. 4...!

Chromedome leans down to you, and Rewind soon follows suite. The two of the, arrange you in the middle.

3... 2... 1...!

"Happy New Year, love." Your feel a kiss on either cheek from both of your lovers. Safe to say, you never forgot that date. Especially not when Rewind sent you the clip.

[ppnuggie]

　　　　　　MTMTE x gn reader

　　　　『　rodimus ,, minimus ,, swerve ,, rewind ,, chromedome ,, trailcutter ,, brainstorm ,, first aid ,, whirl ,, tailgate ,, skids ,, gender neutral reader 』

　　-> coparenting on widgetable

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack

　　— since ive started coparenting on widgetable i decided to do hcs of mtmte characters n coparenting on there :3

    - rodimus

| • roddy saw it on tiktok when he was supposed to be working ,, and instead of finishing it his work he spammed you about it until you replied

| • who names it -> roddy

| • he names the kid chicken nugget because it seemed funny

| • roddy would have his status set as 'saving the world'

| • he'd be a good parent the first few days ,, but after about a week or two he forgets so you have to spam him care reminders

| • he probably buys the premium

| • roddy also probably spams your notes when you have chicken nugget over ,, and begs you to return him

| • he would draw little hearts on your guys' doodle widget when hes bored

    - magnus / minimus

| • you had the app and somehow convinced minimus to download it and coown a pet with you

| • you hatched a cat ,, and minimus let you name it ,, which was probably a bad decision

| • because you named him dr . bigglesworth

| • he regrets it to this day

| • mins usually has biggles most the time ,, and never forgets to feed or bathe him

| • hes respectful with his notes and gives him to you when you ask

| • though if he sees you're neglecting dr bigglesworth ,, he'll send you one care reminder

| • he has his status set to 'hardworking'

| • mins wont write little messages on your note widget unless you do it first ,, same with doodling

| • though sometimes when he gets super stressed from work he may doodle dr . bigglesworth on your doodle widget

    - swerve

| • he found the app and was super excited to coparent with you

| • he wanted to name the egg ,, and so he did

| • and thats how jerry got his name ,, and jerry was a penguin

| • he would also always remember to take care of jerry ,, maybe even spoil him a little too much

| • whenever swerve was bored at his bar ,, he would talk to jerry and feed him

| • swerve would constantly send a miss you note whenever you had jerry ,, it was honestly crazy

| • he would have his status as 'hold a hand' always

| • swerve probably would argue with you over notes on how you're neglecting jerry ,, when you literally just got him back smh

| • though all in all ,, swerve takes his coparenting to the extreme ,, he takes it serious and as a way to prepare for any future outcomes

    - rewind

| • he found the app and asked if you wanted to coparent ,, which you didnt mind ,, rewind was already coparenting another pet with chromedome

| • for some reason ,, rewind always has his status set to 'toilet' and when you asked him why ,, all he said was that it was funny to look at

| • anyways ,, you hatch a frog !! and rewind named it dinkle without talking to you first about it

| • so now you have dinkle ,, who rewind sometimes forgets about ,, which makes you spam him care reminders until he takes care of him

| • he always argues with you over your notes ,, telling you that youre caring for him wrong

| • and when rewind's bored ,, he draws pps on the doodle widget and sends you questionable notes on the note widget

| • all in all ,, hes a 4/10 parent to coparent with

    - chromedome

| • he found out you were coparenting with rewind and asked if you wanted to do so with him !

| • he let you name the egg ,, which you named 'moonie' ,, chromedome found it a little strange but cute

| • you hatched a puppy ,, and chromedome fell in love with moonie immediately

| • honestly hes a better parent than rewind is ,, always sharing moonie with you ,, giving you moonie when you ask

| • he spoils moonie with space rocket baths all the time

| • chromedome does love to draw you both on the doodle widget as best as he can ,, which is stick figures of you two

| • he sends you good morning and good night notes on the note widget

| • and his status is usually set to 'send a heart'

| • 11/10 parent to coparent with

    - trailcutter

| • he only did it because you wanted to ,, even though deep down he wanted to be the one to ask

| • he hatches the egg and lets you name it 'big mac'

| • teebs questions why but never gets an answer ,, and so big mac hatched to be a panda

| • he also falls in love with the pet ,, always taking care of big mac

| • though he usually sends you big mac when he knows hes about to start drinking so he doesnt end up neglecting him

| • when hes drunk off of engex ,, he usually draws you crying faces and broken hearts on your doodle widget

| • and thats pretty much your sign to send big mac back to him

| • teebs grows pretty attached to big mac ,, and always feels sad when he sends him to you :( always asking that you feed and bathe him

| • teebs usually has his status set to 'kiss' but when he gets drunk he changes it to 'lonely' or 'miss you'

| • hes a 8/10 parent

    - brainstorm

| • youre the one to introduce it to him and hes over the moon about it ,, he loves the concept and is super excited about coparenting with you

| • you let him name the hatched egg ,, which happens to be a duck

| • brainstorm calls him 'featherington' for sheer silliness ,, but really he just loves featherington

| • he spends money for the premium version so he can spoil his little duckie

| • he always fights you on the notes too ,, telling you to take extra care of featherington whilst hes working and if you dont hes gonna unleash the tickle monster

| • and you dont really have the time for the tickle monster ,, so you do your best to care for featherington

| • brainstorm usually has his status set as 'need you' ,, the little animated kitty cat that only premium lets you have

| • he sends you good night notes on the note widget ,, and sometimes reminders of things you need to do that day

| • when hes done with work and bored ,, he draws featherington on the doodle widget

    - first aid

| • he probably found it whilst he was taking a break from working ,, and saw it as an ad and wanted to do it with you

| • he insists on naming the pet springy ,, totally not in relevance to springer ,, he doesnt know what youre talking about

| • you hatched a cat though ! first aid tries his hardest to take care of springy but he usually ends up neglecting him or using all his items and waits for the cool downs

| • he has his status set as 'kiss you' or 'working'

| • he'll doodle little stars in his free time though ,, which is rarely

| • first aid is another who puts little reminders on your notes widget in case you have something to do that day

| • he also spams you care reminders and gets worried when you dont take care of springy and demands him back

    - whirl

| • youre the one to introduce him to the app and he at first doesnt agree to coparent but then he starts to overthink it and agrees in the end

| • he names the pet 'spike' for shits and giggles but yall hatch a duck and he becomes so attached to spike

| • he definitely buys premium to care for spike whether or not you know about it

| • any time you receive spike ,, he immediately spams 'missing spike' notes and spams the 'care reminder' notes

| • he has his status set as 'hit' or 'push'

| • he draws spikes on the doodle notes and sends you the most out of context notes ever on the widgets

| • you swear ,, one these days and magnus will sneak a peak accidentally and confiscate your phone

    - tailgate

| • hes so excited to coparent with you he cant even wait the 24 hours ! he names the pet fluffy because he likes it .

| • you hatch a shark though ,, but tailgate insists on keeping the name fluffy

| • tailgate loves fluffy so much ,, he always reminds you to take care of him ,, though sometimes he does happen to neglect fluffy on accident

| • when he does ,, he starts getting emotional and sends fluffy to you instantly ,, saying hes a bad parent and doesn't deserve him

| • he always loves when he gets fluffy back though ,, hes so joyous and is always thanking you

| • when bored ,, tailgate doodles blue hearts and sends you little love notes on the widgets

| • he has his status set to 'kiss' or 'loving'

- skids

| • you introduce the app to him and he doesnt see why not ,, so he agrees to coparent with you

| • you let him name the pet ,, and he chooses 'bubby' for em

| • yall hatch a fox ,, and skids gets to care for him first

| • you had to show him how to ,, and he learns fast how to use the app after that

| • skids makes sure to take care of bubby when needed and doesnt blow through all his items immediately

| • on the doodle widget ,, he sends you hearts and flowers ,, sometimes drawing himself blowing you a kiss

| • and on the note widget ,, he gives you good morning and good night messages ,, randomly telling you something he heard at swerves ,, sending ilys to you

| • his status is set as 'touch' or 'hug' depending on the day

| • he usually always wants bubby but he forfeits the fox when you ask to care for him

[decepti-thots]

Marriage headcanons - Chromedome x male!Reader

You die.

[i-starcreamed]

Ayye another transformers blog!! Hello! :D

Could you write a oneshot about Swerve meeting the human liaison? Like they both have similar personality traits and Swerve just freaks out with excitement? Nonbinary reader please so they/them pronouns

HEYY so excited for my first request, hello fellow tf blog :D

jhsdbjc i am so normal about Swerve btw, i love him

Swerve x Human Liaison!reader

You were beyond excited to be on a giant ship full of Cybertronians, when Rodimus first briefly introduced you to the crew you couldn't help the wide grin on your face as you looked around. Here you were, the first and only human liaison on the Lost Light. A human! And you get to work on a starship! All that studying and overworking yourself back at your organization had been worth it, you think, since it gave you the chance to really see these beings up close. By up close, you meant having to crane your neck up if you weren't on someone's servo.

You were currently on Chromedome's servo as you traveled through the ship's long and extending halls, Rewind was close beside their partner. You were busy answering what seemed like hundreds of questions from Rewind, him claiming it was a "historical and monumental" event that just had to be recorded. You happily answered though, a smile on your face as you went on about your home planet. Suddenly as you all turned the corner, the sound of laughter and talking filled your ears. It wasn't hard to spot the commotion, not at all. Loud voices came from a specific part of the ship. The noises sounded rather... excited? Or rather, one specific voice overpowered all the rest. This piques your curiosity as you gesture that way.

"Wait wait Chromedome, what's over there?!"

"Hm? Oh, this would be Swerve's. And er, that's Swerve over there, the barkeep." Chromedome entered the bustling room, immediately you realized oh, this is a bar. A cybertronian bar. Your wide eyes scan all the different glowing, bubbling beverages with amazement. They looked extremely toxic to your system but tempting, you were ready to ask all about that.

Rewind chuckled. "He's the chatterbox of the Lost Light. Can't get him to shut up- well, you can do it, I have, but he won't stay shut up. I think you'll like him actually."

Swerve was in the bar, doing the only thing he knows how to do: talking and serving drinks. To a group of a few bots in particular. As you neared the front counter, you could finally make out the words they spoke.

"Do you understand how terrifying the concept of infinity is? I mean, it's, like, INFINITE, but then again, what ISN'T infinite, you know? What I'm trying to say is that-" The red minibot suddenly paused as he saw Chromedome and Rewind out of the side of his optics, with a wide grin on his face he opened his mouth to greet them. Then he saw something move on Chromedome's servo, Swerve did a full body double take as he saw you holding onto Chromedome. He's heard all the news about you, sure, but seeing you in person?! That was entirely different. "Wait wait wait wait wait, wait! You're real?! Like- really real- like you're- a human?" He gasped, suddenly running over to the three of you. His exciting nature seemed to only increase yours. You suddenly lurched forward, hanging onto the edge of Chromedome's servo in order to see the mini-bot more clearly. (which almost gave Chromedome a spark-attack)

"Yep yep yep, I'm real and human! I can't believe you're real though, oh my gosh. You have no idea how unbelievable it feels to be working with you guys. It's been less than a day- wait, I think? How do you keep track of time out here?" You hummed, then shook your head, dismissing the thought. Swerve on the other hand was absolutely exhilarated.

"OHMYGODOHMYGOD. You're actually speaking! I've heard all about you! This is incredible. This is wonderful. What an honor, oh- Are you hungry? Thirsty? Do you drink alcohol? Wait, don't answer, it's a dumb question, of course you drink alcohol. Wait, should I not say that? Probably right, not every human drinks. Wait, what if- wait, just, hey! What's your name?"

Chromedome attempted to escape the both of you by setting you down on the ground, in a split second you let out a yelp when you were swiped up by a red servo and placed on the counter. To your luck, you were now about the height of the mini-bot. You weren't at all startled by his babbling.

"The name's (Y/N), and I've gotta say, this place is in-cre-di-ble! I had no idea cybertronians even drank alcohol. Which means you can get drunk too...is this stuff toxic to humans by any chance?" You tapped one of the square glasses to your right, the glass itself was a bit shorter than you were with a red, luminescent liquid inside. Swerve hummed, under the visor, his optics glanced from the high-grade energon to you and back. "Well, for now it is. But, don't think it'll stay that way for long. I've done my fair share of research on what humans can and can't consume..you know, just in case." Suddenly his visor seemed to light up, he just remembered something.

"OHH OH OH, okay so, I was reading an article about humans...is it true that you shed? Is that why you're so soft?" The bot asked with an excited grin, leaning down towards you. You let out a loud laugh and leaned against the glass. A nearby bot gasped in the background, the glass in their hand was almost dropped on the floor.

"They can do that?!"

"Not now, Trailcutter I need to hear their response!"

Just wait till you tell them about...uh, everything

[phoenixisobsessed]

If we could request everything; do you read fanfics or comics/canon only? Do you have a OTP? What is your least liked transformers show? Did you visit a tf convention at some point? Just asking what could be good, ya don't have to answer though! <:

HDUDKFKFBJSB I LOVE ANSWERING QUESTIONS.

Okay so, I am generally a canon reader. It’s mostly because I don’t seek out fanfics and don’t really use AO3 (I am a comic reader my ADHD needs pictures LFMAO) but I have read a few fanfics because some of them are so…oouhhrhrhd loves… So if I ever get recommended fanfics I’ll probably read them :3

I mean I ship a lot of characters. I don’t know if I have an OTP though. Also because most of my ships are just canon stuff like Drift x Ratchet, Chromedome x Rewind, Tailgate x Cyclonus, Knockout x Breakdown, stuff like that. (Can you tell that I’m a gay man?) BUT!! I am also an enjoyer of Megop/Oplita/Megoplita. Half canon implied but yk. Also enjoy a more Ace relationship Wavewave. AND HUUUGE enjoyer of Skystar oh my GOD my two little scientists. Swagnus also kinda funny BAHABH. So OTP may be Skyfire and Starscream ngl. (Then I also have one with my oc x Whirl but shhh…my oc isn’t really canon so I don’t count it HAHA)

The show that I LEAST liked is gonna be hard ngl. I am generally a very positive person and I like to see the good over the bad I guess xD. Like I could say I really do not like the Bayverse generally but that’s not really a show. So UUUGHH I’ll probably say Headmasters? Mostly because it was…uhm…a bit weird. BAHABAH. Like there’s a lot of weird shit in shows but honestly It just threw me off so bad. There was a bunch of toxic masculinity and stuff but oh well, I guess that’s the 80’s for you. At least the unofficial dub was funny as hell.

I have never been to a tfcon no. I suffer from Europeanism and brokeness.

But ig a bit extra, I have watched all (official) transformers media, plus going through all (official) transformers comics. Yippee!! That’s it, I love yapping, thanks for the questions. I’ll answer more of these kinds of asks once I finish the catformers x3 Just answering this one as an exception since you want it as a reference for future asks ;P

[periodbloodmanipulator]

Hello, everyone!!! My name is Mardi and I'm taking HEADCANNON requests!! (DON'T REQUEST ONE SHOTS)

I'm not making a masterlist. Just search for your tag. #jjk x reader or #transformers x reader

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ℝ𝕦𝕝𝕖𝕤

• I only write 'x reader' content. So please do not request ocs.

• All requests should specify if it's a gender-neutral reader or one of a specific gender/sex. If you do not specify the gender of the reader, I will just by default make the reader gender neutral.

• I'm okay with writing angst. Such as cutting, suicide, self harm, past abuse, ect. I'm a little bit iffy with cheating, because I feel as if most of the characters wouldn't cheat on you. But I'm perfectly fine with them helping you through a breakup.

• Please specify if you want a human or Cybertronian/Omnic/Curse reader. If you don't, I'll just make them a regular human. Or skip it.

• For each ask, I will write a minimum of up to 4 characters per ask.

• You can personalize a request, but DO NOT make it painfully obvious.

• Do not request oneshots. I will post oneshots simply whenever I feel like it. As of right now, I'll only take headcannons or questions about the characters.

• if I do not like your request, or if it makes me uncomfy, I have every right to deny your request and/or delete it.

𝕎𝕙𝕠 𝕀 𝕎𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝔽𝕠𝕣

~Overwatch

• Mercy

• Reinhardt

• Mauga

• Reaper

• Ramattra

• Zenyatta

• Sombra

• Widowmaker

• Junkrat

• Dva

• Echo

• Mei

• Ashe

• Bastion (Platonic)

• Ana

~Bayverse

• Bumblebee

• Optimus

• Megatron

• Hot Rod

• Dino

• Jazz

• Sideswipe

~ ROTB:

• Optimus

• Mirage

• Niah Diaz

• Wheeljack

~ Transformers Prime

• Optimus

• Bumblebee

• Arcee

• Wheeljack

• Rachet (The literal girlboss)

• Bulkhead (platonic)

• Ultra Magnus

• Megatron

• Soundwave

• Starscream

• Shockwave

• Predaking

• Knockout

• Breakdown

• Dreadwing

• 5t3v3 + T0M + G4RR1

• Hardshell + Insecticons

• Arachnid

• Basically everyone. If I didn't name them, request anyways. I'll update later.

~ R.I.D 2015

• Bumblebee

• Jazz

• StrongArm

• Grimlock

• Soundwave

• Fixit

• Sideswipe

• Steeljaw

~ Transformers Animated (TFA)

• Bumblebee

• Rachet

• Bulkhead

• Blurr

• Prowl

• Jazz

• Longarm

• Megatron

• Starscream

• Blitzwing

• Lugnut

• Shockwave

• Blackarachnia

~ MTMTE

• Rodimus Prime

• Whirl

• Megatron

• Chromedome

• Rewind

• Poly!Chrome&Rewind

• Elita One (G1 AND Idw)

~ JJK

• Any and all characters. Except Mahito.

[writeyouin]

Swerve X Reader – Changes - Chapter 11

"Visages"

A/N – So, it's been forever. I've just been working on my actual novels, one of which has been sent off for publication so, finger's crossed and all that. Anyway, please enjoy some trauma on me.

Warnings – None.

Rating – T

“I don’t want to hear it (Y/N),” Rewind told you, having allowed you into his hab-suite for what he thought was just supposed to be two friends talking.

It felt almost wrong to see him without Chromedome, but after his stint trying to use mnemosurgery on Swerve, Chromedome had been banished from Rewind’s life and was being forced to stay with Tailgate and Cyclonus. Personally, you didn’t think staying with a couple would help him, but Tailgate was kind-hearted and Cyclonus was a good listener, so maybe it was for the best.

“I know, but I mean, Chromedome didn’t actually commit mnemosurgery, so that’s something, right?” You pandered, hoping that Rewind would forgive his partner and that they would be able to patch things up.

“That’s not the point. He intended to do it, and he would have if Rung hadn’t stopped him.”

“But-”

“No! It isn’t like Chromedome considered mnemosurgery and talked himself out of it. He had to be stopped. He can’t keep using other bots to justify his addiction. It isn’t fair. He can’t keep lying to me like this.”

“I get it, Rewind. I just think that maybe you can’t leave Chromedome in the lurch forever. He loves you so much and-”

“STOP IT!” Rewind shouted. “JUST BECAUSE YOU CAN’T FIX YOUR RELATIONSHIP DOESN’T MEAN YOU CAN MEDDLE IN MINE!”

You blinked rapidly, taken aback by the insult to your virtually non-existent marriage. Coolant sprung to your optics, though you tried hard not to cry.

“Y-yeah, okay. You’re right,” You said, getting up to leave.

Rewind lifted his arm, “(Y/N), wait. I didn’t mean that.”

You shook your head, “It’s fine. I’ll- I’ll see you later, Rewind.”

You hurried out of the room and ran away as fast as you could before anyone could see you openly weeping.

You were almost back to your room when you crashed into Getaway.

He reached out his arms to steady you, “Whoa, hey, you okay?”

“I’m fine,” You said hurriedly, wiping coolant away with your palm.

“You don’t look fine. Want to talk about it?”

Honestly, Getaway was the last bot you wanted to see. The two of you weren’t friends by any means of the word, and you had a rocky relationship with him considering how rude he had been to Swerve in the past. Yet, at that moment, when you didn’t know who to turn to, you were almost tempted to take him up on his offer.

Seeing your hesitation, Getaway held up his servos innocently, “Hey, it’s cool. I guess I just caught you at a bad time. You can go if you want, it just kind of looks like you need a shoulder-plate, you know?”

You didn’t deny the assumption.

“Yeah,” You replied meekly, “Today hasn’t been great.”

“Okay, see, that’s a start. Look, I know that I’m not like, your best friend, but maybe we can just hang out and give this talking thing a whirl?”

You hesitated a moment, thinking over your options, then slowly shook your head, “Sorry Getaway, I don’t really feel like chatting.”

“Okay, okay,” Getaway held out his arms to stop you from leaving. “Then how about we don’t chat? How about we just take it easy at “Visages?””

Although you didn’t particularly like “Visages,” seeing as going there felt like you were cheating on Swerve’s bar, you decided that it might be nice to get a drink and just relax for a while.

“Okay, yeah, just no high grade, okay? I’m still getting used to this body, and I really don’t want to get drunk.”

“Yep, no high grade, sounds like a plan,” Getaway beamed, falling in step beside you as the two of you made your way to the club.

Ordinarily, you would have preferred to be in a booth within any establishment. However, while out with Getaway, you were glad that he had chosen a central table where anyone passing by could see you; it made you feel like he wasn’t going to try anything with you like he had in the past. So far, although you were wary of him, he was on his way to earning your trust.

He stuck to his word in giving you regular energon, though it had a somewhat fruity taste; it wasn’t anything you could get a real buzz from, just the energon equivalent of a mocktail.

As you sipped it, you thought about Swerve and all the drinks that you and he had named together at his bar. Those days seemed so long gone now, even though you had named your most recent batch of cocktails with him only three months prior.

For a while, you sat in silence. Getaway bobbed his head to the music, and you sipped your drink. There was no pressure to do anything and nothing you felt that Getaway wanted from you. It seemed that there was a possibility you had misjudged him before, or maybe he really just wanted to change and be someone better. Either way, you were starting to feel grateful for his company.

Getaway laid his arms on the back of the armchair he was occupying, taking a casual glance around the room. This was good, if he could just keep his act up, you would finally be his. Initially, he had wanted you as a human; your small stature and ability to get into places that he couldn’t would have likely helped him in a myriad of ways. But you had to fall for that idiot bartender. It was a disgusting waste, especially since Swerve was so sickeningly loyal to this damned ship and its Captains that he couldn’t be manipulated.

Yet, after biding his time, Getaway had been presented with an immensely wonderful opportunity. By Cybertronian standards, it hadn’t taken long for Swerve to turn your relationship to slag, and then further sabotage it even when you forgave him for his misdeeds. Granted, you weren’t human anymore but your new body had been built by two of the biggest Cybertronian geniuses in the galaxy; who knew what kind of abilities Brainstorm had provided you with? Let alone what features and modifications Perceptor would have added. With time, Getaway was sure that he could turn you towards his cause; he just needed the right angle to play.

Getaway had been observing you from afar ever since you returned from the ship. One thing he knew for sure was that you were still completely infatuated with that good-for-nothing glitch, Swerve. Although he wanted nothing to do with the idiotic bartender, Getaway was sure that he could earn your allegiance through him. All it would take was him helping the two of you get back together, or pretending to anyway; then you would be putty in his hands. Now, if only you would let your guard slip and make the first move.

After waiting a few more kliks, Getaway was finally rewarded for his patience as you set your energon down to look at him.

“Hey,” You said softly, “Thank you for bringing me here tonight. I know I haven’t been the best company, but I think I needed this, to get out of my own head.”

“Hey, no problem, I get that things have been hard on you lately.”

“Yeah,” You exhaled and a hot puff of air vented through your systems.

“But, you’re coping right?” Getaway reached out a sympathetic hand on your knee, glad when you didn’t pull away.

“I don’t know whether coping is the right word, but I’m doing my best.”

Getaway nodded thoughtfully, withdrawing his servo to give the impression that he was doing what he could to make you comfortable.

“I’m glad to hear it. C’mon, I think it’s about time I got you back to your hab-suite.”

“Now?” You asked, surprised that he wasn’t trying to get more from you.

“Yeah, now. This place is gonna get busy soon. Best to get you out of here before the rush starts. I’m guessing you still don’t want to face everyone at once.”

You offered Getaway a tired smile, “Yeah, that’s true. Thank you.”

“No problem. So, do you mind if I walk you home, or would you prefer to go it alone?”

“Sure, you can walk me back. Some company might be nice.”

Getaway nodded and got up, offering you his servo. You allowed him to help you to your pedes and then walked back with him through the ship. The two of you didn’t speak much but he had expected that; his plan required baby steps if he was to get you on his side. Soon enough, you were back at your door and he wished you a good recharge. He offered you to call on him any time, and as you retreated inside your hab-suite, you felt that you would be sure to take him up on the offer.

Getaway wandered towards Swerve’s bar, which hadn’t been open since you and Swerve separated. He let himself in, taking in the sorry state of what to him was a dingy little hole in the wall, not worth the swill it served. Granted, he had been there as something of a regular, but that was only because it was a good place to keep tabs on the ship’s occupants and the general mood they were in.

“Swerve?” Getaway called the bartender’s name coolly.

Swerve came bustling from the storage room with a crate of glasses, a broken expression across his visor, “Bar’s closed.”

“I’m here about (Y/N).”

Swerve snapped to attention, suddenly very interested in what Getaway had to say. He dumped the crate onto the countertop and stared at Getaway. He didn’t say anything, not daring to assume that you wished to see him and that Getaway was here on your behalf.

“Right… How should I put this?” Getaway seemed to ask himself. He ran a digit across the pristine bar, then rubbed it against his thumb as if there was dust to inspect. “See, (Y/N) and I have been talking, and well, we’ve decided to give it a go.”

Swerve shook his helm, holding a servo up to his aching processor, “I’m sorry, give what a go?”

“Come on, Swerve, don’t make me spell it out. (Y/N)’s just not interested in you anymore. You made her wait too long and well, I was there and- You know how it is, right place, right time. I hate to say it but, and look, she wouldn’t say this to your face because she’s too nice, but she doesn’t want to see you again, like ever.”

“YOU’RE A LIAR!” Swerve roared, throwing himself at Getaway.

He managed to pin the taller bot for all of three seconds before Getaway overpowered him, holding his wrists against the floor with a vice-like grip. As much as Getaway wanted to hurt the pathetic little mini-bot, he refrained from doing so, acting instead as if he mildly cared about Swerve.

“I’m not lying, and I can prove it.”

Swerve stilled, no longer struggling beneath Getaway’s hold. Getaway made a reluctant show of releasing Swerve and then held up his servos defensively as he started playing an audio file aloud from your earlier time with him.

“How about we just take it easy at “Visages?”” Getaway’s recorded voice asked you.

“Okay, yeah. I’m used to this body so, high grade?” Your edited voice replied, wholly changing the context of your words.

“Yep, high grade, sounds like a plan.”

Swerve deflated – You had gone out drinking with Getaway? And you were at “Visage’s?” Surely, it wasn’t true, and even if it was, it meant nothing, and yet, Getaway pulled up another audio file for Swerve to hear.

“C’mon, I think it’s about time I got you back to your hab-suite,” He said hopefully, like a bot about to get lucky.

“Sure. Some company might be nice.”

You had let Getaway back into the hab-suite, after fuelling up on high-grade! Swerve felt sick. You were supposed to be with him. You loved him… Didn’t you?

“Get out of my bar,” Swerve whimpered, sitting despondently on the floor.

Getaway did as he was told, but at the door, he had the last word, “It had to be this way, Swerve. She loves me now.”

With that, he left, a satisfied smile on his face. Now, he would have time to work on you without worrying about the stupid little mini-bot interfering. Life was turning out to be good.

[bluwrites]

Rules and Requests

Requests are OPEN TO MTMTE ONLY

Number of requests: 1

Main acc: @swerveable

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4 character limit for headcanons, 1 character limit (unless polyam) for oneshot and etc.

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I ONLY WRITE YOUR REQUEST IF I WANT TO, DON’T FORCE ME. NOT ALL REQUESTS WILL BE DONE, OR DONE QUICKLY. Please don’t rush me, I have school, and a life outside of the internet.

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I will write: Romantic, platonic, headcanons, oneshots, fluff, angst, drabbles, x reader, polyam, and disabilities (ex. deaf, narcoleptic, neurodivergent).

I won’t write: Rape, suicide, anything triggering (if I write it I’ll tag it as triggering), incest, illegal relationships, lemons/smut/valveplug, techno-organics (besides Terrans), character x character, and character x oc.

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Master list

Characters I write for

Reader Guide

MTMTE/LL

Ratchet, Drift + Rodimus "Karaoke Night"

Chromedome + Drift "Captured and Healing"

TFE/Earthspark

Bumblebee Romantic S/O headcanons

Megatron Artist S/O Headcanons

TFE Elita-1, Swindle, Wheeljack, and Megatron react to kid calling them dad/mom

Comfort from Mo, Wheeljack, Swindle, and Thrash After A Nightmare Headcanons

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Voltron

Oc BoM trials angst

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Tag key

#coffeistwriter is my own posts, anything that’s not a reblog

#coffe does asks is my ask tag