#grimlock x reader

[revelboo]

*feral noises at grimlock*

sorry he makes me feral

Shiver

Grimlock x Reader

• Growling softly as he moves through the trees, it’s so hard to focus. Knows something is wrong with him, something that makes him angry all the time. That the other Autobots don’t know what to do with him. Also knows that Prowl had suggested he be placed into stasis until he can be fixed. That’s he’s a threat. Maybe he is, but he can’t just submit to being locked away. Not again. Not after what was done to him. So he’d bolted into the woods, swapping to his alt mode, because if they’re going to insist he’s a monster he might as well act like one.

• Leaves and branches popping under your boots, you pick your way along the game trail. Not really much to do this time of year besides make sure that no one’s hunting out of season. There’s always one or two, but it’s been quiet so far since old man Taylor came into town stinking of whiskey and rambling nonstop about a giant monster in the woods. You’re pretty sure he just saw a bear, or as drunk as he was, maybe it was even a squirrel he decided looked mean. Monsters. What adult still believes in monsters?

• There’s something freeing about how wild this world is. He doesn’t need to fight his nature here. Can relax even if that frustrated noise is still there in his processor. Head lifting as a branch cracks, a low rumbling growl escapes him. Deer? Jaws parting, he stalks forward. Never catches the flighty little things, but he loves chasing them. Can’t resist charging after anything that runs. Pushing through the branches, he stops short. Because that’s not a deer. One of the little natives looks up at him with wide eyes, mouth falling open. Growling softly despite himself, he wants to plead with you not to run. Because if you do, he’ll chase. He can’t help himself.

• The drunk was telling the truth? Trying to make sense of the giant monster looming in the midst of the trees, your heart races, hammering against your ribs. It’s a dinosaur, a giant, impossible metal dinosaur. You think of Jurassic Park and, what was it? Yeah, that’s a T-Rex. Suddenly realizing that you’re terrified of dinosaurs. And it makes a deep, rumbling snarling noise as its jaws part to reveal pointed denta bigger than you are. That breaks through the fear paralyzing you, screaming at the top of your lungs, you run and that monster crashes after you with a deafening roar.

• And all sense and caution are thrown away as you bolt like a frightened petro rabbit and he chases. That excitement of hunting prey stringing him tight as he crashes through trees, branches snapping in his wake. Everything becoming confusing in his processor, so little and fragile, prey, not prey. Sees you trip and fall and he lunges, jaws wide as you cringe, arm thrown across your face. And he manages to stop just shy as you make a terrified sound. Wants to bite down even as he doesn’t. Wishes you’d get up and run again, hopes you don’t. The longer you’re still, the easier it is to think. Letting him close his jaws, venting to stir your hair. Head tipping so he can see you staring up at him in wordless terror. If he lets you go, you’ll bring more humans. One of you already spotted him and escaped. They’ll come looking for him. Hunt him. No. He can’t let you get away.

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[cybertronian-reader-imagines]

Imagine femme bot reader being a hugger/cuddler. Femme reader is also lovable, short, and childish, so they get a lot of admirers.

No continuity or characters were given here but my brain just immediately went "Earthspark" and imagined Femme!Reader is also just a really loving and supportive teacher to the Terrans. LOTS of hugs and pats on the back when the kiddos do a good job. Not to mention every single Cybertronian in this continuity needs a hug I stg

Content Warning: Mentions of PTSD in this one. TBF that's probably a warning for a LOT of my stuff - there's robots be traumatized.

The Earthspark!Autobots recruiting a Femme!Autobot who is a smol, energetic cuddler would include...

Optimus has always been pretty casual about giving his cohorts pats on the back/side hugs/etc, but they don't so often respond to him as enthusiastically as you. They see him as this larger than life thing,  so it makes him really happy that you're so relaxed around him. Between that and how you make sure the Terrans receive physical reassurance, and the two of you become fast friends.

Elita-1 doesn't really initiate hugs, being more of a words person, but once she adjusts to how physical you are she will crush you with affection in return. She immediately gets the sort of bot you are and recognizes your warmth as strength. She will call anybody out who assumes your childish nature makes you naive. Speaking of which....

Megatron has zero idea how to deal with it when you straight up hug him in front of everybody for the first time, and it shows on his shocked face in a way he may never live down. During the war, he never let anybody that close, and while he's mellowed out a great deal now, most bots would be afraid or at least cautious to try being so affectionate with him. He's likely the most prone to assuming your demeanor means you're innocent, even if you've actually suffered from the war as much as anybody else.

Wheeljack ends up asking you for advice on being more open and warm with Twitch - it's not something that comes naturally to him, and he can tell physical reassurance does her a lot of good. You help him out and in return he often has a new gadget for you as a thank you present... to mixed results.

Bumblebee is the most hesitant around you at first - the last thing they need is another child running about, for Primus' sake. Autobots need to be mature and professional. But eventually, he realizes nothing about your sunny disposition keeps you from doing the job at hand just as well as the rest of the team, and from there it doesn't take him long to get attached. 

Arcee is the most like you in disposition AND size, so you two immediately click. She's not as much of a hugger as you, but will respond enthusiastically to a hug by straight up LIFTING you off the ground and swinging you about. The terrans LOVE when you two are teaching, because you're the most encouraging and least intimidating duo of any of the Autobots.

Please, for the love of Primus, give Grimlock a hug. He's not going to openly ask for one, but he needs one badly. He never acts too excited when you hug him but also never backs away or tells you to stop... and you notice the more you comfort him, the more likely he is to come to you when he's had a rough flashback or is otherwise just feeling out of sorts, and not so subtly sit or bend over in a way that makes it easy for you to reach up and hug him.

[jweekgoji]

yan!TFRID2015 small hcs. (bot!reader)

Overprotective yandere.

Like, Bumblebee is already so overprotective over his team because they're all so inexperienced and young compared to him it's natural for him to do the same towards you. Except you will be treated with more caution, like 10 times more than Sideswipe or Grimlock for example. He's selfless and tends to throw himself in front of you if the decepticon is a little too close to landing a hit on you. 🐝 often gets hurt because of it but maybe if you spend a little time with him, treating the injuries, he is happy to do that again.

Manipulative yandere.

I see Sideswipe as someone who will try to impress you all the time. He always tries to look cool or strong around bots who he sees as a role model, like Jazz or Windblade. He's not manipulative in a bad-bad way, but more in a childish way. Expect him to be more risky on your missions together because his optics will be all on you. If you look away from him, he will try to do everything to make you notice him again. Sideswipe is not the one who often follows what other bots say, but if it's you asking or ordering something — he's listening. It's funny how he acts like some bad boy most of the time, showing off and stuff, but surprisingly gets cooperative once he sees you. He just knows how to get what he wants.

Clingy yandere.

Grimlock probably can't take being apart from you. I mean, most of the bots would rather spend time with you whenever they can but this dinobot would beg Bumblebee to put him on the same mission with you no matter what your job is. He can't go with you because you will be busy finding a decepticon in the city? Don't worry, he already mastered how to disguise himself! He will try to say that because he's a muscle of the team and extra muscle is never enough if you deal with decepticons. Grimlock would be more whiney and impatient when he's not around you, making other bots so annoyed because they have to listen to him talking about you for hours! As soon as you come back be ready to get crushed by his dino hugs.

Obsessive yandere.

Strongarm sees you as someone who inspires her and she learns everything from you. If you're more experienced bot than her, she will ask you millions of questions, watching you in battle and analysing your moves. Just like Sideswipe she sees you as a role model but unlike him, Strongarm will be more calm and polite about it. If you're the same newbie as her, she will be glad to train with you and learn more how you can improve your teamwork together. Strongarm thinks you're perfect no matter what flaws you might have, if someone tries to tell her otherwise she gets easily agitated to protect your honor!

[tom-foolery-incorporated]

Ello is i the one who asks about after MC got unstuck and the bots still asking for company , thank you for indulging/or blabbering about it with me😁😁.

Ok ok BUT what if meeting with the Scavenger's?? Like Misfire , Grimlock etc ,like the lost light gang being bit jealous and protective, at first they thought they didn't mind but them looking how much fun MC having with the Scavenger's (and when I meant fun they're just talking, also the Scavenger's WAS about to ask politely) but them the lost light are like 'nope our human ' and 'can look no touching ' kinda thing 😂😂😂

When I saw Grimlock I was like damn the human is getting torn asunder. Dick that tears you in half vertical style.

I definitely see this being a Rodimus thing. Maybe they dock somewhere and the Scavengers are there as well. The human is just chatting and joking with Misfire. He’s having fun goofing around with this little organic. Grimlock chuckles every once in a while at the human’s antics. They’re so small, so very small compared to all the Cybertronians around them.

Rodimus is about to say something to you when he realizes you scampered off somewhere. His optics scan the crowd hoping you didn’t get squished. When he finally sees you with the Scavengers he feels his spark drop.

Grimlock had a servo on your hip gently stroking you with one of his massive digits and Misfire’s faceplate was a little too flushed for Rodimus’ liking. In fact the two were way too close to his human for his liking.

“So it’s true? What Swerve told me?” Misfire tried to hide how giddy he sounded.

“Yeah,” you laughed trying not to feel embarrassed that Swerve was bragging about the ship’s free use human.

“Do you think that maybe we-“

“There you are!”

Rodimus shoved himself between Grimlock and Misfire effectively pushing them a couple feet away from you. “I was looking for you everywhere,” Rodimus said while looking at the two mechs out of the sides of his optics. He reached down to pick you up off the crate you were sitting on and held you up to his intake. You made a squeaking noise as he closed in on your lips taking whatever he wanted from your mouth. You held onto his faceplate as your eyes closed getting lost in the possessive nature of Rodimus’ kiss.

Misfire looked at Grimlock a bit uncomfortable at the public display. Grimlock only huffed at Rodimus’ blatant jealousy and possessiveness over the human. “We should probably get back to the ship,” Rodimus said more to the two mechs behind him than to you. “Ultra Magnus was asking where you were.” He wasn’t but Rodimus knew that lie would get you moving.

“Oh! I guess I wouldn’t want to keep him,” you said a bit defeated. You peered around your lover’s helm to the two mechs you were talking with. “It was nice meeting you both! Misfire, Grimlock, I’ll have to take you up on your offer another time.”

You waved over Rodimus’ shoulder at the mechs as he walked off with you back to the Lost Light.

Misfire couldn’t help the disappointed look on his face as he waved back. Then what you said hit him. He perked up and swung his helmet to look at Grimlock. “Did you hear what they said? We should follow the Lost Light!”

Grimlock only huffed in amusement and shook his helm.

[onlyyvette]

★ DAY 4 - breeding | grimlock

kinktober 2023 - masterlist.

warnings: top/dom reader + sub/bottom grimlock + cybertronian reader + heat cycles + breeding + robo tits + feral behavior + kind of dub-con since grimmy is in heat + public sex + you guys literally frag in the hallways of the ark + grimlock needs to get dicked down NOW + yes i do enjoy mechpreg sue me

a/n: Idk why but grimlock just awakens something in me; also this would most likely take place in the g1 show but i love using idw grimlock's design and character

Another day that Grimlock was stuck on this stupid planet with it's stupid rocks, and it's stupid fleshlings, and of course, stupid Decepticons. And least, but definitely not last, this cursed heat-cycle from the Slagmaker himself.

Heat-cycles weren't typically too big of a problem for most Cybertronians. They were short periods of time where mechs charge soar to unbelievable heights once every few years, usually satiable by heat-repressants or a good session of marathon sex. Usually the first option was chosen, the second method being better suited for two or more mechs in heat that are able to keep up with each other. Even when none of those options were available, it's only the first day or two that are the worst, the heat enough to make a mech pounce on someone. Still, locking yourself in a habsuite with enough energon is an easy fix. But despite how relatively easy it is to deal with a heat-cycle, Grimlock just couldn't shake his off.

Grimlock first realized his heat was was approaching when he was "sparring" with another mech. In actuality, he was just working off some steam and chose the closest poor shmuck to help him out. When he barreled into his opponent and knocked them flat onto the ground, instead of letting up, he stayed leaning into them, heavily panting as he suddenly felt dizzy and...hot. It was when Grimlock realized the he was panting and damn near about to rut against the mech he abruptly got up and excused himself. Of course, without actually saying excuse me of course.

Grimlock immediately made a beeline to the medbay. He usually enjoyed his heats when he had potential partners, but the desolate planet he was stuck just made him want to completely get rid of that extra charge. He downed all the heat suppressants that Ratchet gave him and went about his merry day before that same sensor-clogging hit him again. But he already took the suppressants! While it made no sense to him why his heat was still persisting despite the medicine was beyond him, but he was quickly beginning to forget about that train of thought when the fog started to cloud over his mind...fuck he was so horny.

Grimlock could feel his array heating up, his spike throbbing as it begged to be released from its confinements and his valve lips drooling, already puffy without even touching them. Maybe he could just release his panel really quick and just sneak a servo under his array and touch his needy valve. Just a little bit though! Just enough to get rid of this annoying charge and...

Before Grimlock even noticed it, he was fingering open his valve, forcing his blunt digits into the dripping wet heat between his thighs. "Mmhhhghh...hahhh..." Grimlock panted heavily, continuing to thrust into his valve, hitting whatever nodes he could find. He whined, thinking about how shameful it was for him to be fucking himself on his digits right in the hallway of the Ark but it was oh-so-hard for him to linger on that though because of the dizzying heat clouding his senses. The dinobot began to slide down the wall he was leaning on for support because of how weak his legs were, yet his servo never left his array.

"Haahh--Ahh! Ghh..." Grimlock's moans became more vocal as he began to reach his high. By now, Grimlock was face down, his aft in the air trembling while his digits continued to pump themselves in and out his sensitive valve. His frame was running so hot and his processor couldn't even begin to worry about how mortifying his predicament was--he just wanted someone to help him out dammit!

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You were walking down one of the many hallways in the ark after coming back from a sparring session with another bot. Your frame was aching from the bruises you got but it was a pretty decent excursion. As you were making your way to your habsuite, you caught a whiff of a sweet, tantalizing smell. Instead of making your mouth water, it made your array feel tight. For some odd, unknown reason, you decided to follow the smell, heavy pedes picking up with speed as you went.

Before you could see what was happening, you could hear the sound of rasping moans and slight squelching sounds. Who in their right mind would be self servicing out in the open like that? Despite the question filling your mind, you turned the corner and were met with one of the most beautiful images your optics had ever laid eyes on.

There was Grimlock, powerful and fearless leader of the dinobots, writhing on the floor as he shoved four of his digits into his sopping valve, aft swaying as he let out pathetic mewls and low growls. Suddenly, his EM field enveloped you, pulsing messages of want/need/please/pleasepleaseplease-- The poor mech was a mess. The moment you saw him, you could feel your spike immediately pressurize with a thunk against your spike panel. You couldn't help it! What else were you supposed to do when one of the most attractive Cybertronians you had ever met was in heat, desperate for spike.

The moment Grimlock noticed your presence, he slowed down his digits pushing into his valve and spread his legs wider, a more inviting position. When he made a low whining sound and swayed his hips again, your patient broke and your spike released itself.

As soon as your spike pressurized, Grimlock took the opportunity to lift himself off the floor swiftly and tackle you to the ground so he was sitting on top of you. Now you were no small bot, you were nearly Grimlock's size but you were so caught up in admiring your superior's frame that he caught you off balance. In all honesty, even if you did know what he was going to do, you still would have let him. "Fffrag...frag me..." The arousal was practically dripping from the dinobot's words. He rolled his hips into you, rubbing his bare valve on the underside of your spike, wordlessly begging you to fuck him and a sad attempt to stop himself from just dropping down onto your length.

You groaned as the nodes on your spike brushed against Grimlock's plush, wet valve. You still couldn't fully believe the sight before your optics. Maybe that was the reason why you felt frozen in place while the dinobot helplessly rubbed his valve raw on your spike. Surprisingly, even in his heat-addled mind, Grimlock still wanted his partner to be okay with his advances. Finally though, you lifted him up with your servos on his waist, positioning him right above your spike.

It all went too quick when Grimlock lifted up his huge, crimson thighs and lowered himself onto your thick spike. "Graahh-- HaaAH! Ah! Mnghhh!" Grimlock threw his head back and immediately began bouncing on your spike. His greedy valve clung to your spike with every miniscule movement, as if it didn't want your length to exit his valve for a moment. "Hahh, Grimlock! Fuck..." You gripped his hips even tighter and took control, thrusting into the mech's warm valve, releasing howls of pleasure from said mech. He didn't even realize it, but by now, Grimlock's chestplates parted, revealing the soft protometal hidden within. His tits were large and heavy, a beautiful matte black color to them. He wasn't producing any energon, but it's not like that was going to stop you.

You immediately latched onto one of Grimlock's nozzles with your mouth, nipping it softly. The moment you did that, Grimlock fucking whimpered, holding onto your helm and pushing his refineries into your face. As you suckled on his tit, you could finally feel his heat affecting your own thoughts. All you could think about at that moment was fucking him hard and filling him up with your transfluid, sparking him up and repeating the process all over again. You let out a small growl at the thought of breeding the mech and bit down on his nozzle hard, causing the poor mech to spit out staticky moans. "I'm gonna fill you up... fill you with-- ah!-- m-my sparklings... make sure you know they're mine." You didn't even realize hat you were speaking but Grimlock clearly did, since he reacted to your possessive words with a loud keen.

The moment you finally his his ceiling node, he keened, practically hugging your helm as he overloaded hard. You weren't done with him though. You pushed him to the ground and flipped him over onto his stomach and lifted his aft up. It wasn't easy to manhandle such a big mech, but his dizzied state from his heat made it easier. When it finally hit Grimlock that he was empty, he whined and wiggled his hips a bit but you held him in place and pushed into him once more.

"Guuhh, uuhnGGH! F-fragg, HaAHH!" Grimlock let out sinful groans as your spike kept filling him up. You really were he perfect mech for him. With every thrust, you spike rammed into his ceiling node, threatening to force open his gestation seal and fucking a sparkling into him. And he would love every fucking moment of it. With every drag of your spike against his walls, he let out howls of pleasure that you were sure everyone in the Ark could hear. But by this point, you couldn't care less; you were too busy fucking the mech under you to have any shame at the moment. All you knew was that something inside of you was screaming at you to fill the dinobot up with your spike and transfluid and make sure it stayed in there. By now, Grimlock had overloaded twice, his hazy mind unsure of exactly when his second overload had hit him, yet his charge never left his frame. Still, all he wanted was for you to already overload in him, spill your transfluid into his needy hole and make him beg for even more.

When you finally overloaded into Grimlock's hungry valve, you barely even registered it, not slowing down a beat as your transfluid flooded the mech's valve. He immediately felt your transfluid hit the edges of his tank as you filled him up over and over again. When did he even open his gestation seal again? Not like i mattered anyway, because you were still pounding his valve like your life depended on it. A distant part of his mind wished that you had a knot, mod or natural. Oh how he wished you had a fat knot to shove into his tight hole and keep you inside of him so none of your transfluid would spill...

At last, you finally slowed down a bit, pushing your spike in and out of Grimlock's valve at a much steadier pace. You could feel your transfluid and his lubricants flowing past his puffy valve lips and you truly believed that Grimlock was satisfied. He had been railed so hard he nearly saw Primus himself and was absolutely stuffed full with all your transfluid. As you eventually came to a stop and began, reluctantly, withdrawing your spike from his wet heat, Grimlock let out a low whine. "N-no...don't pull out...I want more. Please." He sounded so needy and pathetic and with the way that he kept rubbing his aft back on your crotch made you unable to reject him. If Grimlock was fully aware of his pitiful behavior, he would have wanted to snuff out your spark and anyone else who could have heard the two of you. But for now, all he he knew was that you began to push your spike into him once more and he was going to be fucked full again. Probably not for the last time.

[lunarbreaksblog]

Note: this for the courage the cowardly dog ask anon— I'm so sorry for this being late (reality happened) and then my stupid Tumblr was weird. Hope you enjoy

How RID!Autobots + Steeljaw would react to an earth-born Cybertronian

So what if you were a little different from the rest of your family— you metallic, them soft. Your parents still loved you and that was what mattered to you.

So what if you could see things that no one saw? What if you knew those things wanted to do horrible things to your parents? You were big enough (quite literally) to protect them and yourself!

Even when your 'people' found you— other cybertronians like you... But they were different. Maybe you were the one that was different. More isolated than ever, you cut off ties with them, you'd stay with your parents. The people that loved you.

Bumblebee

He didn't have the friendly father figure vibe or enough charisma to get you to open up about your situation before you cut ties.

Was really looking forward on how when team prime and him was last on earth, how come they never found you?

You're definitely a youngster— with major anxiety that he can sympathize with. He was also a kid once.

However, there's something different with you, you linger at empty spaces, sometimes even having conversations with things that aren't there. You have a permanent shiver that seems to rack through your body.

Strongarm

She's not much help— she makes you feel quite worthless, since you know nothing about fighting or anything cybertronian. You just simply know the things that your parents have taught you.

She feels quite guilty when you leave, she confines to Bee about it, whom says that yes , she should've tried to be more friendly but how would've she known or any of them that you would just leave

Sideswipe

He teases you about your vision and pretends that he can see them too. It annoys the hell out of you. Soon Bee puts a stop to his teasing and then Sideswipe is forced to do nightly patrols for a month.

Feels very guilty when you leave, Bee would comfort him and he does but not like he does with Strongarm since Sideswipe was acting like a child

Grimlock

Knows how being different from everyone else can really deteriorate your mental health— doesn't show it but he knows mental health since well he's quite different to a standard Autobot.

You and him get along quite well— you actually tell him about the things you see, the entities that want to hurt your parents and your friends. He immediately knows that you have some underlying mental illness. He doesn't know what but he'll support and try to help you.

You actually tell him that your going to go back to your parents for a bit.

He chuckles and says “sure, we'll be waiting here for you”

Acts like a buffoon when Bee questions him about you— your secret is safe with him after all you got to know him quite well.

Steeljaw

Quite the manipulative bastard that he is, he tries to make you feel that he understands you. That what he's doing will better help you and your 'parents' since the Autobots will surely separate you guys apart.

That's why you need to join him so he and his gang can help you stop the Bots from taking them back to Cybertron.

You don't know better and believe after you leave the autobots.

Steeljaw doesn't believe that you see things but entertains you since that makes you easier to manipulate.

Feel free to request!

[pinkanonwrites]

Thoughts on rid15 Grimlock??? Both sfw and nsfw if you feel inspired to talk about it hehe

Absolutely, Relic!!! I really really love Rid 2015 Grimlock. Grimlock always seems to be on one extreme in personality depending ont he continuity. It's either "Caveman" Grimlock (G1, Animated) or "Shakespearean" Grimlock (Cyberverse, Earthspark) with few falling between the two. And well I like each for different reasons, it's nice to see a Grimlock that sort of... straddles the line? He's not a genius, but he's not stupid either. He's just impulsive and urge-driven, which I think is a great characterization of a Dinobot.

Anyway my headcanons for Grimlock!

SFW:

He's a hugger and a cuddler, big time. And sure, maybe he should ask more often before he jumps straight to scooping you up in his arms, but it's not like he's doing it to be rude! He just gets so excited whenever he sees you that his first instinct is to bring you as close to him as possible.

He always, always, always wants you to tell him about what you're working on or doing. Whether it's a hobby or work or just an interesting book you're reading he wants you to tell him about it. Even if he doesn't always understand what you're talking about, just the fact that you're willing to share with him is really important.

He's a bit of a showoff. Not nearly as much as Sideswipe, but Grimlock does enjoy impressing you with his feats of strength. Sometimes he bites off a bit more than he can chew, usually to the result of something crashing or breaking or falling over. And he's apologetic about that part, at least! He just wants you to remember how cool and strong and handsome he is.

NSFW:

Whether he's in dino-mode or root-mode, his spike is stupidly huge, which is to be expected. Either way, you're probably not gonna be getting much of that beast in you (or any). So typically the two of you are gonna be frotting, or he's happy to let you peg his valve if you can find a sheath or strap-on big enough to be noticeable.

He's loud. Lots of growls and snarls and run-on babbling with this big sweetheart. When he gets riled up his mouth will start moving a lot faster than his mind, even if it's usually near-indecipherable strings of snarls and horny chatter. He also strikes me as a bit of a TMI guy, if he's just with the other bots he has a tendency to tell them just a teeny bit too much about your sex lives.

He's incredibly gentle with you despite his clumsiness, mainly because he is terrified of the idea of hurting you. Whether it's his clawed servos and stumbling feet in his root-mode or his massive teeth and swinging tail in his dino-mode, how small and soft you are only makes him painfully aware of how easily he could do some real damage to you. So even though he enjoys the idea of the two of you being a bit more rough in theory, you'd be hard pressed to actually get him to put that into practice. You're not another Cybertronian or Dinobot he can just wrestle around with, you're special.

[cyberrose2001]

Kinktober: Day 3

Prompt: Thigh Riding

RID15 Grimlock x afab reader

Warnings: Thigh riding (reader does the riding), grimlock jacks off, semi-public, very slight oral

Word count: 553

“Oh f-fuck,” A hushed, fluttery whimper leaves your lips, your body curling in on itself as you grind your aching core against his thigh. His sharp claws dig into your hips, blending the line between pleasure and pain.

You and Grimlock were horny for each other, and there was no doubt about it. At first, you weren’t sure why. Maybe you had a kink for his ragged voice, or perhaps it was the 4,200 pounds of pure titanium muscle you totally don’t daydream about being thrown around by. Whatever it was, he had you hot and bothered, and that increased to tenfold when he had started to flirt with you subtly.

Worried about the teams' opinion of your mutual affection, you and Grim would sneak off into a shadowed corner of the junkyard after hours. That being said, you both haven’t actually fucked yet, with Grim being worried about his size and all. But you had once suggested that there were other ways to have fun that are a little risque, like grinding yourselves on each other.

It was your turn tonight. Your thighs claimed territory on his thick ones, clamping around one of them as you rhythmically grind your clit against his warm inner thigh. Manoeuvring your legs around the metal of his outer thighs was a challenge, but you found just the right angle for both grinding against him and having full access to the sight of his thick, pulsing spike.

“Shhh,” Grimlock leaned down to peck the crown of your head, “You gotta remember to keep it down, or else we won’t hear the end of it from Bee.”

“I know, I know…” You whine, gripping his chassis for support, “Just… feels so good…”

“You imagingin’ being stuffed full of my spike, ain’t ya?” Grimlock growls lowly, one hand moving from your hip to paw at his engorged spike, “We must be twins, cause I’m imaginin’ the saaaame thing…”

Now, with that image seared into your brain, you grind onto his thigh more frantically. Your heart is racing, and your thighs are burning from the added effort. Grimlock groans, pushing your hips down further and aiding the rock of your hips, all the while pumping his cock in tandem.

“That’s it, baby,” Grimlock pants, nearing his own completion, “Overload on me.”

And you do. With your nerves on fire, you let out a strangled cry as you cum on his thigh. Your head leans forward to rest on his chassis as you tremble, barely able to catch your breath. You can hear Grimlock’s hitched breathing, too, and you glance down to watch as he overloads in his servo, spilling warm trans fluid on his abdomen and your closest thigh to him. You watch it throb as he milks the last bit of trans fluid onto your thigh.

Grimlock huffs, resting his back against a shelf. He, too, looks down to see the mess you’ve made of his thigh. He darkly chuckles, moving a servo to grip your cheeks, forcing you to look up at him, “Look at the mess you’ve made of yourself,”

He then moves his servos to grip your shoulders before pushing you to the ground, gripping your thighs as he dips his helm to your utterly drenched core, “After all, I’m never one to turn down dessert.”

[crying-fantasies]

She, Connie

Masterlist

There is a ear popping roar the first time Grimlock saw you, brushing you off, away from him while trashing the town around, almost as you were an ant on his wake while you see at least two other bots, Decepticons you would later know, hanging from his tail to stop him, failing miserably, and a whole group of vehicles right behind, all of them shouting in bops and clicks and apparently trying to stop him.

The second time you met him was in the news, a giant robot tyrannosaurus rex trying to hunt a horse down while two purple jets were hot on his heels.

The third time, as some call the lucky or damned one, you found him, he was so damaged, fallen on the floor, looking at you and growling, no jets or cars or whatever around him.

You had the opportunity to turn on your step and get lost, let him there to his own luck, but you couldn't.

And that made you stay with him for days, a branch on your hand with the purpose to defend him and you, what wishful thinking, really, but you didn't know if some crazy scientist could get their hands on him, it wasn't never good when humans got a cybertronian to mess with and all the planet had to pay for some freak trying to play God.

You sometimes left him there to eat, to go at least to shower and return back, giving an exhausted look at him, how long was he going to be there? Could he even move? He at least consumed the meat you bought on the market, was he good enough with only that? You had no way of getting energon but he still took your meat without a problem before returning to his previous position.

He just stayed there, looking at you, he doesn't blink, you don't know if he can to begin with, he is just there and he roars a "No!" or something like that before you get knocked out, next thing you know you are found wrapped on a burrito of blankets slightly smeared by half processed energon and left in front of a police station.

What a story to tell.

It's the fourth time, just outside the building you are on, when you see him not before you heard him, people is crying out loud and shouting, there he is again, but now he is looking at you, he is fighting with another robot, a very big one, he has a tree on his mouth, and he sees you.

His eyes go big when he takes a deep breath, the tree falls from his mouth and he is looking at you with a pretty much funny face for a dinosaur robot, you could've laughed for the stupid sight but ended up screaming too when a literal train ran him over.

The fifth time he showed up in front of you, he looked better, even healthy if you could say so, and this time he has a piece of unknown meat on his mouth that falls ungraciously at your feet, then he changes (wait, he can change?) and you get a very tall humanoid in front of you that tells you "Now we even" with his hands on his hips before turning away to a space ship you didn't notice before in the park nearby.

Funny thing, the ship couldn't get on air even when they tried multiple times, then it did take a few meters from the surface just to collapse on a deserted area, all your neighborhood looks it happen.

It isn't wise but you go see anyway, halfway there you find him again in bot form.

The rest, is almost history, except for this.

"What are you doing?" His mouth and face are poking just above your abdomen, he is breathing, deep, even if he doesn't have a real need for it, you touch his big face, still amazed by how warm he is, his optics are off while he nuzzles against your body and he does an interesting sound.

You have heard Grimlock roar, say his name times enough to have it engraved on your mind in his peculiar way of talk, and even learned when a growl is for keeping you away or trying to attract your attention.

Now, Grimlock is doing this thing, like, vibrating from where his throat is, you don't know if he has a different name for that, it's a rumbling sound, his frame almost vibrating, then he kind of howls, hard, moving his head so hard in direction to the sky he almost makes you fall back.

It's autumn, and it's the first time Grimlock has ever rubbed the underside of his big jaw to any inch of you that he can, making special emphasis on your head.

"What has gotten into you?" You are nervous, Grimlock has never tried to eat you or anything, but his force and his sudden fear inducing attacks are something to be wary of.

But Grimlock keeps on rumbling, his big body pressed to you and the next moment you are being tossed around, it's not the first time he has you around or inside of him when he transforms, seeing metal move from one place to another, this time, for a change, you get to see a purple light between the wires, when he finishes you are next to his chassis, hands first to stop an impact, he keeps you there, looking at you with his visor, it's so curious how he can show so much emotions with it, he seems to have something to say, but doesn't say anything, he just puts you hand delicately as he can over his chest armor, he looks your hand there and then at you and he rumbles again.

Could this be part of his dinosaur behavior? Or him being an alien? There is no direct answer before he looks again at the sky of autumn, little sprouts of spring already popping around.

You don't see Grimlock for a day but your whole neighborhood hears him, he is doing a strange sound again and you hear the scandalized shouts of his cons companions, the next day he comes to you, he seems happy and people are coming to see in a distance the big dinobot is comfortable with before getting on you level and opening his mouth-

There is a baby, Grimlock has a purple baby on his dangerous and sharp teeth filled mouth that is sleeping so peacefully that makes this whole thing look surreal.

"She, Connie" he said without a problem, his glossa dangerously moving along the baby that woke up, the baby had red eyes that looked at your very soul.

Someone fainted, someone shouted, and someone said: "How did you knock up a fucking space dinosaur?!"

And, in all honesty, you don't know how, because he is an alien and maybe it did happen but you don't know how???

[uselessmicrowave]

Thunderhoof, Fix-it and maybe Grimlock (All RID15) romantic headcanons with g/n human? It can be nsfw

FIXIT HHHHGHRGRR 💕💕💕

sfw headcanons

Thunderhoof

Pet names are a must from him. Sugar, babe/baby, hon, toots, ect.

He’ll need to take some measurements of you… for clothing… Thunderhoof refuses to write these numbers down, which gives him an excuse to handle you like he would a delicate object. He’ll ‘accidentally’ touch your ass in the process.

Fixit

When he doesn’t have important tasks to do, he’ll follow you around like a lost puppy.

If you pick him up, or are able to and carry him over a particularly rocky patch of ground? He is smitten. Blushing and clinging onto your shirt.

Hugs your mid-section because he’s smol. It’s adorable.

Grimlock

Will shift to his bot mode just to get kisses from you.

Half of the time you spend with him is either you on his shoulder or in his servos.

Grimlock runs hotter than most of the bots on the team, making him just amazing to cuddle with. Like a warm blanket.

nsfw headcanons

Thunderhoof

Remember those measurements I was talking about earlier? Half of those measurements are for lingerie sizing.

A switch who prefers the top.

Thunderhoof is not at all careful with you. At all.

So fuckin loud. And so many rounds.

Does the bare minimum of aftercare and then falls into recharge.

Fixit

He’s so sweet and polite. Will ask if it’s ok before touching any part of you. He’ll stumble over almost every word, but he will ask.

Loves to be given instructions n’ praise. But don’t expect any words from him because he’ll do nothing but whine. Also loves for you to be on top.

Every time feels like a first time with Fixit, taking it slow and making sure that you’re comfortable.

Will last at the most two long rounds, but if you need anything in between or after he’ll take the best care of you.

Grimlock

Another very gentle mech.

Grimlock will not catch on if you simply imply you want to interface with him. You need to pull his faceplates in front of your face and tell him you want his spike in you.

He’s just so warm. Everything about him, his servos, chassis, glossa, his spike-

Wouldn’t ever tell you, but he really wants to shove his glossa in your mouth… and for you to touch and caress his denta. (yes his denta, not dermas)

[revelboo]

"It’s almost a game now, watching you and pretending to let down his guard. Waiting to see when you’ll seize an opportunity that he’s given you, because he almost enjoys the challenge of catching you again and again." ... so tarantulas is into pred/prey play is what im hearing /hj

Honestly, I’d think any Cybertronian with an animalistic alt like him, Waspinator, or Grimlock would love pred/prey play or hunting a partner. And the behavior might get accidentally triggered without meaning to

18+ scenario content 🌶️

Waspinator x Reader

• Finally back? Antenna perking up as the door opens, he knocks over an end table to greet you. Hearing your startled inhale as he picks you up, mandibles grazing your cheek and neck. And hissing softly at the new scent on you. A stranger’s scent instead of his. Venting against you, he ignores your attempts to push his head away as he chases that unwanted smell.

• He’s always clingy, but this is different. Is he smelling you? And it clicks, one of your coworkers had given you a hug. “Personal space,” you tell him, pushing at him more firmly and he catches your fingers in his mandibles, his servos dragging you flush to him and then pushing you both back until your back hits the wall. Shocking you since he’s always fidgety and submissive, but not now. He’s agitated.

• “Waspinator’s friend. Waspinator’s hive,” he hisses letting you tug your fingers from his mandibles so he can run them and his inner mouth against your throat. Feels you shudder against him as he rubs himself against you, replacing that scent with his. Wings buzzing in agitation as his glossa slides against your warm throat and you make a new noise that thrums through him. Hands catching you and lifting you to pin more firmly against him.

• Mortified as he moves against you, you know it’s been a while for you, but you can’t believe your blood is heating at the feel of him touching you. That you want more. And you could smack him and he’d drop you and go back to his normal oddly sweet awkwardness like this never happened, you’re sure of it. “Waspinator’s,” he insists, buzzing voice deepening as his servos fight with your clothes. Growling at you when you try to help him figure out how to strip you, aware of his claws tearing your clothes. Of him pushing you back against the wall and his spike branding your inner thigh as he shifts against you.

• Can’t stop, doesn’t want to. Feeling your hands on him, not pushing him away or yelling. Allowing this as he shifts his grip until he finds you. Your scent shifting into something new, something he needs as he pulls you down onto his spike. Hearing your gasping cry, stirring predatory instincts as he moves against you. Claiming what’s his, making sure you understand that he has you and that you’re his in return.

Tarantulas x Reader

• “I’m sorry. What now?” Looming over you, he twists his clawed servos together as his extra legs twitch. Obviously almost as embarrassed about the request as you are. Because he’s asking you to strip naked and let him chase you through the woods. Know he has some odd impulses sometimes, like when you’d accidentally found out that he’s like a cat about pouncing on you when he’s triggered by sudden movement. If he startles you badly enough you duck or move away, he lunges after you, snaring you in his legs. And then gets embarrassed about it and it’s kind of sweet.

• Mandibles flexing, his shoulders hunch at your tone. “We don’t have to,” he says. Freezing when you begin stripping for him. Honestly, shocked you’re willing to go along with this for him. “You can have a head start.” Extra legs reaching forward to slide against your skin, growling a protest when you back out of reach. Smiling uncertainly up at him before you take off. And he knows what he just said, but he’s immediately lunging after you, excitement spinning him tight.

• Glancing back over your shoulder and not finding him, an odd thrill spins through you. Where is he? He’d said you were getting a head start, but apparently not. For being so big, you should be able to hear him, but you can’t and it’s an expected shiver of uncertainty. Yelping when a web snags your ankle and he’s on you before you can hit the ground, catching you in his legs. Servos gripping your hips as his extra limbs catch your wrists and ankles to spread you helpless, guiding his spike to you and driving deep as you whimper his name. Those mandibles grazing your throat.

Grimlock x Reader

• “It’s not like I was flirting with him, so stop growling at me.” As much as you love the big moron, it’s impossible to have an actual conversation with him. Know it’s not his fault, what happened to him at Shockwave’s hands and it makes your heart ache for him when he tries so hard to understand something and just gets angry about it. But sometimes he’s just so exhausting. And you know better than to turn your back on him when you’re arguing, but you just can’t deal with his temper right now. “I can talk to whoever I want.”

• Growling as you storm off, he stalks after you. Hating that he can’t say the things he wants to, that he can’t always remember things correctly. But you? You’re a constant in the chaos, soft hands touching his face and calm voice easing his tension. And he can’t understand or stand you ignoring him now. Eyes angry when you look back at him, he hooks an arm around you, hearing your gasp go straight through him when your feet leave the ground. “Don’t you dare, Grimlock,” you snarl at him as he dumps you on your soft bedding and pins you with a hand between your shoulder blades. “I’m mad at you.”

• And he’s not listening at all, tugging your pants down and kneeling behind you. Kicking against his chassis as his mask retracts and he vents against the inside of your thigh. “Grimlock fix,” he growls against you, your protest that he can’t start an argument and fix it with sex faltering when his glossa slides against you. Fingers fisting in your bedding as his glossa drives inside you, stroking deep. Apologizing in his own way as your thighs tremble.

[ppnuggie]

　　　　　　SCAVENGERS x gn human reader

　　　　『　misfire ,, grimlock ,, gender neutral human reader    』

　　-> misfire + grimlock painting nails with their s/o

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack

　　— love these guys sm 😩😩 expect more of them ,, you can request for scavengers here or here ,, requested by a friend once again 😏

misfire :

• he sees it when he came to check up on you ,, bored and having nothing to do ,, when he entered your habsuite he spotted you doing something to your hands

• he questioned it ,, confused yet also interested ,, and when he learned you were painting your nails ,, he too wanted in on the fun !

• so every friday or so ,, yall sit down and have a little night to yourselves ,, like a girls night almost ,, having gotten safe paint for misfire

• yall do each others nails ,, he lets you paint his whatever color or design ,, and he always wants to paint your nails after his own paint job ,, sometimes even doing a little purple splotch over the pink to signify a decepticon symbol

• yall tried to get fulcrum in on the fun but he aint budge ,, krok was curious what you both did fridays but he didnt bother either ,, crankcase though ,, he went to one of your sleepovers and he enjoyed it but never came back

• when his nails are done ,, he shows them off and bothers the rest of the scavengers about it ,, though while they all couldnt care less ,, spinister though is interesed in seeing your nails

grimlock :

• as if you even needed him to show up in the middle of you doing them ,, hes been to earth many times ,, met the population and knows about the things humans do

• he used to let little kids mess around with him on earth when he wasnt busy with the autobots ,, and that included coming back to the base covered in makeup and stickers from the little kids

• hes already waiting patiently when you offer to paint his nails ,, staying still and holding his servos out for you

• he gets super happy if you paint his nails in his dino mode ,, and loves to show it off no matter where he goes or who sees

• misfire is a bit huffy puffy that yall are doing stuff without him ,, but also happy for grimlock ,, still huffy and throwing a little fit about it

  • he'll probably growl or threaten anyone who dares laugh at his nails or is rude to you about it ,, aka most likely some random bot

[onlyyvette]

I'd like to write a third part to my TF nsfw headcanons series, but I'm so conflicted on who to write for next</3

[master-muffinn]

Asking the scavengers to hold your drink

Misfire

Not a good idea. He goes like, "yeah, sure!" but the moment you are gone he'll drink it. He does it on purpose with no regrets. What did you expect? He's a glutton and he steals food all the time, even from friends! And he won't buy you a new one either. "Sorry y/n i don't have any money on me right now"

Misfire: 0/10 trustworthy drink holder.

Spinister

He will also say 'yes'. But you shouldn't take too long, it gotta be quick! It could go two ways; either he gets distracted and forgets about your drink and you won't find it. Or the longer he looks at the drink the more suspicious it looks. "It looking at me funny, I think I will shoot it"

"NO!"

Spinister: 2/10

Grimlock

He will just stand there, holding your glass. Not knowing exactly what to do. Looking around and then on the drink without moving and looking confused. If it was Grimlock with better mentally health, then he would be the same but more protective and more confident and looking like a bodyguard.

"Nobody touch y/n drink on my watch!”

Grimlock: 8/10

Nickel

Honesty, she doesn't really want to, but she holds the glass anyway if it isn't too big. Don't expect her to hold your drink multiple times though or you will get the: “Why are you asking me all the time? Can't you just hold your own drink or ask someone else?” 😑 We know she was reliable with the D.J.D and it’s the same with you and your drink as well. The way you left your drink with her is the same way you get it back.

Nickel: 9/10

Fulcrum

"Oh okay". It's not a bad idea to ask Fulcrum. He will hold the drink with no problems…until he starts to second ask himself and overthink the situation. What if ‘someone’ he doesn't know approaches him with bad intentions and wants your drink? If that happens he will give the drink and run away. Hopefully he hasn't been shaking while thinking about it or the liquid in your glass will be less than when you left it.

Fulcrum: 5/10

Krok

Is the most ‘normal’ about it. He just holds it for you and still does what he is doing. Doesn't do anything weird with it, no drinking, just holding it. He doesn't bother asking what took you so long, unless you completely forgot about it.

However, he expects you to say ‘thank you’, or he won't do it the next time. (Krok deserves at least some appreciation).

Krok: 10/10

Crankcase

It depends. You most likely get a no, but if you ask again nicely, he'll might say yes. If he still says no, then it's better to ask someone else or he will be irritated and complaining. But if he says yes, he'll most likely just be sitting down and drinking his own drink in the other hand and looking grumpy around until you come back. If you take too long he is going to complain. "What took you so long?”

Crankcase: 6/10

Bonus: I can see Crankcase as the typical grandpa sitting in the corner of a party drinking beer and judging/watching people making fools of themselves on the dance floor and then use it against them later.

Thank you for reading! Have a good day! ^^ Reblogs are very appreciated 🥰

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[starlight0518]

Ok, so I just got randomly inspired by one of the HCs I read about ROTB Mirage x reader. It's just a small dialogue and I just feel like typing it down...

Mirage: *chilling next to Y/n*

Mirage: "Yo Y/n,"

Y/n: "Hm?"

Mirage: "Kiss me if I'm wrong, but dinosaurs still exist right?"

Y/n: *looks at Grimlock*

Y/n: "Yeah, no shit."