#domestic mechs

[rosepetalkitty]

hear me out. hdg is neat. im all for the floretposting. but. sad trans girl becomes a mech pilot because she sees it as a way out ("hey, at least i get to feel like something other than me sometimes, can't be worse than this").

and then lo and behold she's a viable pilot candidate and they're like "we need to make sure you're as okay as you possibly can be before you start training".

and there's none of that "no no you need to be healthy before you sign up" junk. there aren't a ton of people who can handle the amount of cyberware pilots need to have shoved into their brains. we'll take what we can get, and if that means organizing therapy and stuff for you, so be it.

and... oh. hey. hrt is making things a little better. and therapy is helping. and... huh. not as much sad anymore. just tired. and kinda lonely. and very touch starved.

"wait im getting assigned a handler? does that mean i get to start training soon?!" silent celebration

oh. oh. she's pretty... you mean we're gonna be working as a team... for good?! ohhhh noooo this is so awful hot women are the worst gimme!!!

ok, so we're gonna sync our link chips in 3... 2... 1... oh

oh she's really really pretty 😖

"alright, i need you to test the link"

why's she looking at me like that am i blush-

"gotcha. alright hun raise your right hand."

ing... wait what- how-?! let me put my hand down 😖

"perfect, everything looks good. you can unlink now if you'd like, and we'll have a sim ready for you two in an hour. welcome to the program."

"awesome! lower your hand. let's see... how do i unlink... ah there we go"

wait... no... that feels icky and cold and gross and weird and

"wait... i wanna stay linked... please... 🥺?"

"i was gonna say the same thing hun, this feels weird. here let me just... perfect."

yeah that feels a lot better 😖

"well, if we're gonna keep the link active i might as well practice using it. come here."

yes ma'am ajdjdhbfjdbfbfbh wait no that's-

"aww your face is so cute when i do that~"

"nuhuh" she's so mean 😖 wait what does she mean by-

"i wonder what you're thinking about right now~ on your knees."

"yes ma'am" oh god did i say that out loud

"oh goodness~ yeah, this is gonna be fun..."

[okayest-rogue-mech-pilots]

Affini will take any opportunity to make something or someone cute, won't they!?!? Go ahead and feminize someone during surgery to replace limbs without the patient's knowledge, because why not???

You complaining?

Fuck no this is amazing, but why???

[nebulo-philiac]

"She's not so hot!"

"SHE'S HOT ENOUGH TO REPLACE YOU WHENEVER I WANT-"

This is still my favorite megastar exchange because it implies that Megatron only keeps starscream around because he's hot, not because of any actual combat or military releated reason, but because he's fucking eyecandy LMFAOOO

[themagicmusicman]

“I beat my wife. She’s a drum”

-Jonny talking about the Drumb

[transingthoseformers]

Thinking about the megop sparkling, Silverlight. And how Optimus will inevitably react, and what their plan will become. Because oh so clearly exactly nobody expected a child, not Soundwave not Optimus hell probably not Megatron. I'm thinking about how long this will be hidden, how it will affect the war... which let's be real in the TFP au the war might as well have been over the moment they decided to deep dive into Unicron, and battles became few and far in between. Technically, the war won't be over officially and on paper until a bit after S— ooo? A silverfish? At five pm? A rare sight! Go on little guy aww.

Ignore the distraction. Anyways it's Silverlight's creation which marks the moment where there's just no way in pits the war can continue lol. Call my a bleeding spark but there's just something amazing about fictional wars that end because of mutual negotiation and a treaty written with both sides' input. A serious "lay our swords" down moment. I'm thinking about how Optimus will be involved in Silverlight's functioning beyond this point, how will resources work out and all, "where did Hazard go, are they dead? Are they going to be a threat to the child because i swear if they-" "oh they locked themself in their room after getting trouble with Soundwave, we just slot energon cubes through the door", long night discussions on why the war started and the feels and all that...

The emotions that tend to get lost in history books.

[r0ryy]

Aria and Jacqui my original otp for ship bingo 🙏

I LOVE THHHEEEEMMMM!!!! The way they find family in each other makes me WEAK

[emelinstriker]

May you share your TFP Decepticon headcanons 👁️👁️

If you want specifics, then their domestic lives? (Or what one can achieve akin to a domestic life in time of war 💀)

I did NOT expect to see any ask regarding TFP- Or at least till I switch fandoms again- So like I can't really think of many X Reader headcanons right now. So I just wrote down like 3 for each. I'm also not quite sure how to condense domestic points, cuz I suck at general fluff when my hyperfixation is elsewhere- So sorry if these don't feel like they're really in the domestic direction fhgnfhg

Only doing some Decepticons though-

☆ ~ Headcanons ~ ☆

☆ Megatron

He do be a busy mech, so he doesn't have too much time on his servos. Therefore he cherishes it whenever he gets to have private moments with just his human and no interruptions.

Likes to carry you around on his shoulder pad- It just generally makes it safer for you, in his opinion, and more comforting for him.

Any that would merely look at you weirdly would face the wrath of Lord Megatron. You can tell him not to punish the other Cybertronian though. He does listen... sometimes.

☆ Starscream

Mans refusing to show affection towards you around other Decepticons, especially Megatron. But he's just melting around you when in private.

He prefers recharging with you lying on him. It's oddly soothing having his human on his chassis.

Tends to look for you as comfort whenever he had a bad day with Megatron.

☆ Soundwave

Despite the amount of work he does and how busy he is, he doesn't really fail at also paying attention to you. He's truly a multi-tasker.

Would let Laserbeak play with you though if his extra appendages and music can't keep you busy.

Very loving towards his human. He may not talk, but he uses emoticons on his visor to display how much he loves you.

☆ Shockwave

Just don't play with whatever materials he needs to conduct his experiments and you're good to go. Play with his antennae and ear fins while on his shoulder pad instead.

He gets easily distracted by his human. He knows it's illogical with the major size difference, and how he should just be able to ignore you. But he can't help it nor explain this phenomenon.

He also also can't explain why he has this urge to gently pat you with a digit.

☆ Knockout

While he does buff himself on his own, or has Breakdown help him, he does enjoy it when you're buffing him instead as well. Especially when he's in his alt mode.

Speaking of which, expect drive-in theater dates. Just don't get his interior dirty with snack crumbs.

Worries a lot about your health. If you're sick, he'll keep you close to him to make sure you're actually alright. But no kisses from him till you're no longer coughing and sneezing. He just buffed himself and doesn't need your sickly fluids on his frame.

☆ Predaking

Tends to pick up you up whenever he wants attention. You were talking to Steve? Nah, now you gotta give your giant mecha dragon pets and kisses.

He also enjoys carrying you around on his frame whenever he can. At least he won't have to look where he goes this way.

While he has to go on missions from time to time, it's not a common thing due to his value, so a lot of his time is spent protectively watching over his human.

[dimorphodon-x]

Praxian metro raptor

The Praxian metro raptor is a mechanimal domesticated for law enforcement. They are social and intelligent but difficult to keep, demanding a lot of space, enrichment, and fuel.

Metro raptors are some of the few beasts that have vehicle alt modes, able to transform into an odd sort of motorcycle. Their altmodes make it easier for them to keep up with their handlers while on the road, and chase down fleeing suspects. Once they are tasked in tackling a suspect, metro raptors will pin mechs down and try to restrain them with their weight, arms and teeth.

In relation to their long extinct ancestors, metro raptors have soft mouths and blunt teeth that are better suited for gripping. While it their bite can still hurt and require medical repairs, it’s rare for them to be lethal.

—

Prowl had no intentions on working with Praxian metro raptors during his career as a detective, however when Red and Blue (pictured above) were specifically programmed/ trained for investigative work and imprinted to his spark signature, he was stuck with the two. Red and Blue were adept at sniffing out chemicals, spark signatures, spilled energon and so on, and were able to send the information directly to Prowl in real time.

When not working, both of Prowl’s raptors tended to be nuisances, laying in inconvenient places and sticking their noses in things they shouldn’t be touching. Green at least kept them a bit more in line as she made it very clear to them that she was in charge.

[fleshengine]

The problem being that the affini in HDG are essentially an anti-plot device and act as their own deus ex platae. There can be no long term conflict, there can be no back and forth, one side will always win every time.

Once someone figures out how to make a mech TTRPG set in the HDG universe, it'll be all over for us trans gals.

[tinydefector]

Did my fever brain just hit me with another great idea, yes it did so enjoy.

Domestic Cybertron

Imagine another Au where humans take refugees on cybertron. They build a pretty decided coexistence. They have jobs and houses. The only difference is they don't have transport outside of the large public transport systems. Can you imagine running out of your house in a panic after just locking it, basically weaving through your cybertronian neighbours as they cheer you on for your first day in a new job. Bolting down the street in a rush, narrowly missing colliding with another mechs leg as you jump over their pede. Them calling out "Oi watch it !" They getting breathless as they run only for a mech to pull up beside them keeping pace, the mech being a friend of some sort trying to chat them up. "Can't talk! I'm going to be late!" They state only for the bot to let out a rumble. "Jump on I'll get you there quicker than your legs will" winding their window down so you can grab the scare bar as they get you the 3 blocks over much quicker than your legs would have. As they get closer, the bot is still eagerly chatting them up, trying to ask them out for drinks even as they jump off his side and bolt towards the doors to the building. "I'll take you out for Energon after work! Thank you!" They call out as they disappear inside. It makes the mech buzz with delight of finally getting that date with the human before heading off to wherever they were heading.

There's so much potential here. Give me humans living on cybertron with the bots in coexistence, shared work places, jobs. Coming home from work to see the local kids and minibots and cassette playing basketball or street cricket, bots having one of the car nut bros doing their detalinging due to their talent and skill. Mechs car pulling their friend or neighbour to work because they work in the same area. Mechs who have such a hobby collecting human things like shoes as decorations, and humans doing the same with things from Cybertron. Both earth and Cybertron having decent trade.

So yea, another idea I might put into writies in the future. because this is something that my fever brain has demanded

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[rawmeknockout]

Give me more CILF (Creator I'd like to fuck) writing! Please, I beg of you!

an assortment!

Rodimus is the young, hot, eager- to-please Captain that wants to spark you up soooo bad. There's just something so hot about the way you care so fiercely for your sparkling, it really gets his engine revving. He knows he's younger than you, but that doesn't make him any less of a mech! In fact, he's got all the energy and stamina a sire could need to look after any (potential) future sparklings you might have together. He's always looking to impress you, almost tripping over himself to prove he's the mech for you. Drift has heard enough of his delulu daydreams about how much he'd like to give you another. He's always been attracted to older mechs (hard not to be when your entire population is as long-lived as Cybertronians. He may be your boss, a headstrong and over-confident sort of guy, but he could be gentle if you wanted him to be! Let him show you!

Megatron is much quieter in his appreciation of you. It's not that the thought hasn't crossed his mind that you would look SO good carrying his sparkling, it's just that he's well aware how awful a decision that would be. Doesn't stop him from cranking his shaft to the idea. He's perfectly happy to look after the sparkling you already have when you need a break. Some might say he's the very last mech that should be in charge of looking after a sparkling, but he believes that some Autobots are far too self-sacrificing. Sure, he's now committed to the Autobots, but he still holds his personal belief that Cybertronians have value far greater than any self-perceived benefit to others. He will teach your sparkling that they exist first for themselves and for no other to take advantage of: be it a system or an individual. It just sort of helps that looking after your sparkling and ingratiating himself to them also puts him in closer proximity to you.

Ratchet won't ever admit it but the prospect of having a sparkling has always been so tempting for him. Of course, he was never in any position to have a sparkling of his own, first with his practice in Dead End and then the war, and now that he's quite a bit older the chances of that have gone down tremendously. In fact, he sees it as almost bordering on negligent to conceive one. But when he sees you with your sparkling his fantasies and daydreams of a domestic life come surging to the forefront of his processor. It's hard not to feel envy towards you, even if you're forced to care for your sparkling alone, but he tries to stamp out those feelings. You're not deserving of his resentment because he chose not to have bitlets. When he gets to know you better he feels all the worse for having been envious of you, and incredibly grateful that you would let him look after your sparkling. Even if the bitlet isn't his, Ratchet is attached to your offspring like no other and is always fussing after their (and your) care. If Drift notices a difference in Ratchet's demeanor, a certain wistfulness about him, he doesn't bring it up. He knows Ratchet would simply be reluctant to give himself what he wants, although Ratchet carrying the sparkling isn't the only option...

Whirl thinks it's hot. Okay, sure he thinks a lot of things are sexy that aren't supposed to be (that one time Brainstorm's optic was hanging from the socket, for example) but this one of normal! He insists. It's not everyday you meet a Cybertronian who has carried their own offspring. It's sort of an uncommon practice and definitely the most dangerous given the alternatives, but that's part of what makes it so sexy. Rung has informed him that is, actually, a little fucked up (not his words). Whirl would like to know what you looked like carrying. Not every carrier's frame will change drastically, in fact many don't if their armor is bulky enough, but maybe yours did. The fact your frame is so... powerful in a sense, resilient, and durable is kind of a turn on for him. But then again, Whirl gets heated if there's a gun pointed at him, so maybe it is fucked up. Your frame went through all the taxing processes of creating another Cybertronian, and you didn't die! What he wouldn't give to put your frame through it's paces again... Ultra Magnus has gently tried to convince you to get a restraining order against Whirl.

[birthdaycakeplate]

HALSKEJE EKEKEK

Autobots join the ‘Nemesis exploration crew’ post war and their dOmEsTiC aTtRiBuTeS are completely forgotten about while issuing them war mech upgrades

Tldr; civil mechs have Energon reserves that war machines don’t

We do not shame bodies with big boobas (or tiny boobas) We must celebrate them 🥹🤲

(This is a personal assault on myself, because I like to imagine they all have these and Blitzwing is among those assigned some of the biggest, but Animated has always been the special exception when it comes to differences in species between the factions, so forbidden inspiration took hold)

[planetformer-central]

Pluto, combat class Titan of Cybertron.

While smaller than the other Titans, he is by no means less powerful. Built for combat over habitation, Pluto holds true to his design regardless of the circumstances. He is not a kind mech by nature, but he knows when to be gentle. Much like the head of a Pride of Lions, he is content to let the other Titans deal with any domestic issues and only steps in when there is a fight to be found or territory to defend. He relies entirely on his fellow Titans for energon, often stopping by Mars periodically to leech off him since he is physically incapable of fueling without help from a larger Titan.

None of the Titans mind this much. Being so big, they can produce their own energon if they take in enough external energy from the nearest star. As such, Pluto's occasional siphoning is perfectly acceptable in return for his protection. Moon, however, has a personal vendetta against Pluto. Its largely friendly, but sometimes he can't stand Pluto having such a fantastic figure and rubbing it in his face. Mars doesn't mind Pluto and, as usual, has been attempting to befriend him for millennia. Results are inconclusive, but Pluto has been noted taking the rovers for explores occasionally, so that is likely something worthy of commentary.

Pluto has only one known descendant, Halley's Comet. He did not directly break off a piece of himself to forge her, but Halley is the only other living combat class Titan, so Pluto has taken it upon himself to tutor her whenever she happens to be nearby. He says its only duty that drives him, but a few too many tender words toward the younger Titan has proven his statement to be false. He has even gone so far as to give Curiosity the shovel talk more than once. He is not fond of anyone coming too close to Halley, a fact she does not seem to notice.

Additionally, Pluto suffers from extreme lethargy which he is only just beginning to properly recover from. The journey to find his fellow Titans was a harsh one, and without larger Titans to fuel from, Pluto almost starved to death during the trip. As such, despite it having been millennia, he's a bit slow and has only recently found himself recovering his lost strength.

[thetravelingegg]

Hello! We are happy that you have chosen to become a crew member of the Lost Light. Before you get started there are some rules you must follow to ensure your safety for the duration of the journey.

Rules for the Lost Light:

1. If you see a yellow briefcase, don’t touch it and immediately notify Ultra Magnus of its whereabouts.

2. Do not, for any reason, be within 50 ft of the engine during takeoff. If you ignore this rule then we are not responsible for what happens to you.

3. If you are in the engine room and you hear a voice whispering “kill me”, you’re imagining things. Do not tell anyone else about it.

4. If you hear a really loud BOOM, do not initiate your transformation cog and make your way to the medibay.

5. If suddenly all of the lights turn off, lock all doors and don’t leave the room. Try to make as little noise as possible and do not attempt to turn on any lights. Don’t let any unfamiliar bots inside the room. DO NOT let him see you.

6. If at any point on this journey you find corpses with these characteristics, it is imperative that you immediately notify your captains and leave the area:

- Missing T-cog

- Processor in it’s mouth

- A face covered in puncture marks

- Has been electrocuted to death

- Has been grounded up

7. If you ever hear someone singing or humming the song The Empurean Suite nearby, IMMEDIATELY leave the area. Do whatever you need to do to get away. Anything is better than letting them catch you.

8. Don’t sing or hum The Empyrean Suite.

9. There are scraplets in the oil reservoir. Don’t worry she is mostly domesticated and will not harm you unless it is her feeding time. Do not swim in the reservoir at the times of 10:00 and 25:00

10. The Lost Light has no psychiatrist. If a mech with a grey mouthpiece claims to be one and proposes having sessions with him, do not agree and immediately notify your captains.

11. If you are looking old Lost Light footage or logs and you see any mention of an orange and white bot with glasses and a spark window, named Rung, occupation: psychiatrist, immediately cease looking at the document and give it to the ships archivist Rewind. This mech does not exist. The Lost Light has no psychiatrist.

12. If someone leaves and then comes back acting strangely and with fresh puncture wounds in the nape of their neck, immediately notify your captains.

[obscure-imaginations]

Starscream Relationship Alphabet. No particular Starscream in mind. Can be Cybertronian or human reader.

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Dedicated to @sun-uwu-kong <3

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Affectionate to the Well and back! He may put a halt in front of others, to save his reputation, but he’s affection-starved in private. He’ll be nuzzling and chirping at you for attention, giving you affection and needing it in return. Like a cat.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Starscream is a very chaotic best friend. He’s always ready to get into trouble with you by his side. He can be whiny and demanding of your attention but he's a good support- if you ever need someone to complain at, he’s there. He’ll most likely suggest, ah, *violent* solutions to your problems, but it’s all in good faith.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Sleepy cuddles are the best, so he can rest his wings around the both of you. But he’ll also pull you in for random cuddles throughout the day when the opportunity arises.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Starscream is too good for cooking and cleaning. He has other people to do it for him!

E = Effort (How much energy do they put into the relationship?)

A fair amount. Starscream can be caught up in his work and schemes, and he tends to be forgetful when absorbed in a project, but he always makes it up to you. He’s known for his dramatics so he has no qualms with declaring his proclamations of love whenever you need it. When you get his focus, he’s attentive to your needs.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Ooh… Unfortunately Starscream has some commitment issues due to trauma. It takes at least a decade for him to get comfortable with the idea. You’d be his conjunx much earlier than that, but actual marriage scares him a bit. But once he knows you're not going to leave him and you’re in this mess for life? You’re going to have the most theatrical wedding Cybertron has ever seen!

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Half and half. He can be brash and occasionally rude because he’s not always aware of his surroundings nor other people’s feelings. But he always makes it up to you, panicking if he accidentally hurts you in any manner. He’ll fold his wings and approach you like a dog who’s in trouble.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Starscream is touch starved. Once he’s alone with you, he’s demanding hugs and cuddles. He needs it desperately. His hugs are nice, even if his form seems rough around the edges.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Starscream expresses his love in different ways at first. Proclaiming that he’d kill for you is basically an “I love you”. After a few months he’ll gently scoop your face in his hands and murmur “I love you” softly with a light blue blush.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Everyone knows he’s a drama queen, and he secretly has self esteem issues. So yeah, he’s *very* jealous. It more so manifests in him demanding your attention at inopportune times, such as when Megatron is trying to give orders or Shockwave is giving a report. He will cling his servo to yours and squeeze hard to be subtle. He’s horrible with words when it comes to this but all he needs is a hug, a kiss, and an “I love you”.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

He loves dramatically kissing the back of your hand, to be fancy. He enjoys receiving forehead kisses. “Real” kisses are often passionate in some sense- he puts his entire being into meaningful kisses.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Do not let this walking mech of chaos around children. He is a bad influence.

Same with my OC, Orbit. Megatron is usually getting on Starscream’s case for teaching Orbit bad habits.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Whining about wanting to continue cuddling. When he finally gets up he’s grumbly but he feels better when he gets into his morning routine. Sometimes he lets you help him get ready for the day.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Before recharging, he enjoys preening himself as the proud Seeker he is. He doesn't let you buff his wings unless you're ready to get spicy, but he will let you groom other areas. He’s proud of his visage even when he’s feeling more insecure.

He’ll wind down with you in his arms, rumbling his engines in happiness to have his conjunx to himself.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Starscream likes to think he’s mysterious. However, he tends to spew random bits of information when he thinks out loud to himself. Officially, however, he takes a little bit to give full details- especially about past traumas.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Starscream has the patience of a hungry bitlet. When he wants something, he wants it now!! He can never get truly angry at you, though, even when you mess up. He might pout when his pride is wounded but he always makes it up with plenty of chitters.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Starscream always saves every bit of information he gets. It’s instinct for him- for his plots and schemes. Now he uses that to his advantage to surprise you! If you see something you want in passing, he’ll get it for you… sometimes obtained legally. He remembers everything about you, down to your favorite pair of socks.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

When he realized that you actually love him and you aren't going to leave. Starscream’s ego makes up for his poor self esteem, so he talks big, but secretly, he’s very insecure. Having you to love him, *truly* love him, is a blessing from the AllSpark itself.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Starscream is protective in a subtle way. If anyone upsets you, he digs up the worst blackmail he can find to intimidate them into leaving you alone… permanently. If that doesn't work? He has his ways. Don't worry about the sudden influx of scrap or that weird red stain on the floor.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Ultimate effort. Starscream wants to make sure that you feel loved in every manner possible. Even the smallest gift is wrapped to perfection. Anniversary dates are the most romantic he can muster. Every day affections are always filled with love.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Starscream is vain and sometimes thinks he’s “too good” for some things. If you want to do something he’s snobby about, just go do it without him and he’ll learn his lesson- he always gets pouty when you're separated.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Practically as vain as Knockout, and that’s saying something. Seekers are a proud people. He’s always touching up his paints and buffing himself to pure shine.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

He’ll never admit it out loud, but you’re the other half of his spark. When you're separated for longer periods of time, he gets so whiny and dramatic that even Soundwave gets concerned for his emotional health. (His trine will fall to their knees and praise you when you return /lh /hj)

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

He talks about you to his trine constantly. Starscream tends to blabber without thinking much- he just likes to talk, and with a voice like that, who can blame him?- so the trine knows some exclusive details, such as those adorable pajamas you wore to bed three days ago.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Like with “U”, he’s snobby about certain things. He doesn't like cooking, or cleaning unless he’s prepping his own form.

In a partner… he dislikes when you don't pay attention to him. He doesn't demand your full attention at all times, but he demands acknowledgment!!

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

Spreads his wings to take up the whole bed. He’s embarrassed because he can’t really control it. His wings also twitch on occasion, but it’s adorable.

[wifetomegatron]

imagine how perfect of a husband rung must be. (rung/reader) (nsfw!) (mdni!)* A glimpse into your domestic life will consist of you waking up in his arms, facing each other — your head buried against his neck cables. He murmurs a good morning, and you burrow yourself deeper into his chassis, drawing long, slow circles against the seams. On a busy day, he'll unwillingly untangle himself from you, tucking you back under the blankets to let you sleep longer. Leaving not without a kiss. On the days when you both have nothing to do, unhurried and indulgent, he'd kiss you deeply. Once, twice, and sometimes, they lead to more: hands roaming across each other, languid, loving, noses bumping. Hips moving in tandem. 

Then you'll both fold the sheets together, tidying the bed whilst making conversation. You tell Rung about your silly dreams and your lover listens to you with adoration, eyes wistful and mouth quirked into a permanent smile. At times he combs your hair as you brush your teeth, and if you have long hair, he'd tie it up or braid the strands, learning how to do it from habitually watching you. Then he'd take pleasure out of the little things: such as making you a cup of tea as he pours himself energon, or helping you with your jewellery and getting dressed for the day. 

Aboard the lost light, he's usually consulting with patients, red alert occassionally bumps into you in the hallways on your way out ( still wary if not suspicious.) Then, halfway into the day, you'd reconvene in the mess hall or Swerve's, fingers and servo intertwined atop the table. Cue Rewind making a snark comment at Chromedome about how he never looks at him like that. You know it's untrue, but it flatters you to know that watching you and your partner inspires people ( if not make them — aka either Swerve or Rodimus —ask aloud for the fifth time of the day 'me and who'.)

He says he loves it when you ask him how his day was or if he was doing alright, and you'd have to bite back your tongue from showering him with love, opting to swallow the ocean of words to replace it with a kiss. The crew tends to overlook just how hard your husband works. And when he always looks so put together, it's easy to forget that a simple question could brighten his day. So you took it upon yourself to fill in that role. A stroke of your hand against his shoulder, comforting his frame and easing his back.

He was your love, your dearest, your beautiful, charming Rung. And you were his spark, his darling, his conjunx who is so generous with love, so selfless in your affection. And you like to show it to him, mouth already trailing down his waist, hands moving delicately in and out of him. He was so willing for you, so careful too — always making sure not to buck too hard against your open mouth. Lost in pleasure with his helm thrown back, servos, tangled against your hair. You tell him he's doing so good. So handsome and gorgeous and sublime. He loses himself with a whine when you lick up his spike, hands clever against his wet and open valve.

And when you make love, he's always more than happy to return the gesture, eager to please, to unwind. 

He was always a mech of intuition, filled to the brim with warmth and gentleness, so much that it overflows to the way he thrusts into you. He charts your every twitch, every moan, every sigh; memorizing and learning all the ways he can make you happy. And as he moves in and out of you with purpose, you hold him close — tight, so that you can hear the sound of his spark thrum. And when you finally come, molten liquid pooling in your belly, the release comes in waves. It reminds you of the gradual stop to a symphony, the crescendo pricking your skin as he follows after. Your skin is glowing with love, never depraved when Rung is already up to clean your legs, parting the hair sticking to the side of your temple before planting a soft kiss, thanking you like he always does.  If you are both not too tired, he'll tell you about the book he's reading. You've recommended a few authors — Paulo Coelho, Kafka, Khaled Hosseini. His eyes seem to shine even under the darkness of your shared habsuite, voice barely above a whisper. Intimate, sweet.

Then, as you drift into nothingness in his embrace, you often dream of life as it is: content in the mundane and the ordinary because it has Rung in it.  *au where rung is not primus and he's just a sweet, old mech