#optimus prime x male reader

[yandere-wishes]

⚙︎ Just same quick Yandere Transformers One thoughts

Imagine Sentinal Prime taking you as his darling. It's so easy for him to make you disappear, to erase you from a semi-functional world. He snaps his fingers and you're kneeling before him, optics wide in fear, servos bound behind you. All Cybertron runs through his digits, and you little girl should be utterly honored to have caught his optic.

He colors you in the richest of paints, upgrades you with the newest enhancements in all of Cybertron.

Reconstructed as the perfect doll, sitting pretty in his lap as his golden wings gently caress your back. Maybe if you're particularly feisty, rebellious, and tenacious he'll even remove your T-cog. Making you watch as he crushes your metallic organ in his fist.

"Don't forget your place, my dear. Don't make me remind you again"

Sentinal always has you propped up pretty on his lap. Trailing his fingers over your arms and thighs. Half-heartedly tracing stars and swirls as he's forced to listen to Cybertron's newest developments and his latest orders. The senate's conversations are unfiltered, they peel away the senator's golden facades leaving only the monstrous truth. Sentinel especially is the wickedest of all. Diabolic traitor playing king-prophet. You fight the urge to sink your teeth into him, biting and ridding until only scrap remains...

But the truth is too brittle. You have no power, no strength compared to him. And you're too terrified of Sentinal's punishments to step out of line.

Sometimes when the conversations get too grotesque to drown out, your desperate optics weave to an open window, peering helplessly at a world that's forgotten you. It's usually Senital's cold lips that melt away the melancholy trance. Reawaking you into your nightmare...

── .✦⋆˚☆˖°⋆｡° ✮˖ ࣪ ⊹⋆.�� ✦ . ──

Imagine D-16 finding you as he's defeating Sentinal. You look so bruised and battered, so broken. Maybe he knew you once, a transformer who was always sweet and kind to the miners. Maybe it's the look of utter despair and hopelessness in your optics that catches his attention. Almost like a mirror of his pain. His servos itch to wrap around your neck, to crush wires and circuits, to eliminate anything that Sentinal has ever held dear.

But he can't...

His broken spark screams in pity. You're just another helpless bot trapped in Sentinel's web of deceit. He saves you for himself, a shivered war prize he's convinced he can fix. He makes plans to seek out Solus Prime's T-cog to lay within your chest. He wonders if Megatronus would approve.

But it doesn't end that way now, does it?

Destiny is too cruel for such fragile hopes.

⛧°。 ⋆༺★༻⋆。 °⛧

Alternatively, Maybe Orian is the one to find you, sacred confused, and utterly alone. He's so eager to lend a helping hand. Wanting so badly to wrap you in his arms, to give you warmth and hope. He plucks you away from Sentinal's tarnished castle. Pulling you away into a life that tastest of saccharine daydreams and sugar-laced optimism.

And Orian -or rather Optimus- is perfect, sweet and loving, and hopeful...

But he's also tasted loss and duplicity. Bitter truths leading to his jaded obsession. He's so careful with you always having a servo on your hip, always listening to every conversation. He can't have this fragile world hurt you again. He needs to protect you from everything at every cost.

Sometimes when your body is curled next to him recharging peacefully. He'll reminisce about the other Primes, wonder if they've ever felt such a love that bites so sharply at the spark. He wonders if he can really make Cybertron the perfect world for you...

[hello-gloomy]

Metal Bambi pt 2

Megatron x Gen!reader

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Description: Finally returning to the Nemesis, Megatron remains distracted by thoughts of you, after some convincing from friends he acts on his thoughts.

Warnings: Maybe OOC characters. Slight cursing, Mentions of anxiety and panic. Starscream cameo, being called a pet. Knockout cameo, Optimus cameo.

A/N: Since the first part went so well I give you a part two my darlings please enjoy.

Words: 2,004

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As the docking doors closed with a hiss of pressurized air behind him, he returned to his bipedal form with a slight roll of his shoulder pads. He linked up to the coms and notified Soundwave and Shockwave of his return. Strolling through the grand halls of the Nemesis, he finally arrived at the chamber where his dearest confidants were currently residing. The metal doors open and quickly shut behind him. Shockwave spares him a glance while Soundwave shows emojis of a map and a question mark on his screen. Megatron sighs slightly as he waves his hand dismissively to him. He explains what happened, leaving out details of the little organic that helped him earlier.

"Audials show signs of distraction," Shockwave pointedly while putting down whatever intricate piece of machinery he had been tinkering with earlier. His crimson optic looked at the battle-worn mech. Megatron crossed his arms over his chest plate while the other two mechs in the room glanced at each other before looking back at Megatron, expecting him to share whatever was weighing on his spark. Finally, he broke and told them about the human with a light tone, describing the defiant look in your optics when he threatened you initially. Soundwave took the initiative to start researching you when Megatron told him your name. After pulling up some files, he transferred the information to a data pad and handed it to him. He thanks him and leaves, heading back to his berth room. Sitting on his berth, he looks at the information on you and pictures of you; it makes his spark clench slightly at the photos of you smiling beside cars that you repaired, covered in dirt and sweat but still proud of your hard work; he doesn't know how long he spends looking at all the photos of you until he hears a know on the door. He lays the device down and approaches the door to answer it.

"Prime?" Megatron says with a question on his glossa, wondering why he came to see him instead of just messaging through coms.

"I did message you," Practically reading his mind. "You didn't answer, so I came looking for you." Megatron moved to the side to let him into his room, closing the door behind him. Optimus sat at his desk while Megatron took his prior seat earlier.

"You were out for half of a deca-cycle with no check-ins," Prime explains to him. "I was about to go look for you." He jested slightly. Megatron just rolled his optics in return and picked up the data pad again to look at more pictures of you while remembering the sound of your voice. They sat silently for a few kliks before Megatron relayed the same story he told Soundwave and Shockwave earlier. Optimus nodded along to Megatrons words; holding his helm in his servos, he weighed his following words before he spoke.

"Why not visit the human?" he suggested to Megatron while raising an optical ridge. They're probably wondering if you're also alright, considering it's been a few cycles." He explained further. Megatron put the datapad back down again and held his helm in his servo while thinking deeply. He runs a servo down his face plate while sighing, hating to agree with the Prime. He nods in response; he claps Optimus on the shoulder pad and walks back to the docking hangar. Megatron sends a quick message to Soundwave and Shockwave, letting them know of his location before transforming and flying back to the forest where your home is. The sun is setting by the time he gets there, and he sees you round the corner from behind your house; you meet his gaze with shock written along your little face. He stands still, taking you in, noticing that your clothes had changed from the last time he had seen you. You regain your senses, smiling brightly, and run up to him.

"I was starting to think I had imagined you." You quip while looking up at him; he crouches down on his pedes and brings his servo to cup your face gently. He stares at you, studying your face; it feels different from looking at pictures of you. He suddenly picks you up, and you let out a yelp, holding him tight from fear of being dropped.

"Where are we going?" you ask quickly. "Back to the Nemesis," he responds simply. So, is it a person or a ship?" You're starting to panic a bit because of how fast this is moving, considering this is the first time you've seen him in days.

"WAIT, WAIT." You shout. He stops immediately and raises you to his face plate. He hums, waiting for your explanation for your panic, a slight worry in his red eyes.

"Let me pack an overnight bag, at least. I get anxious sleeping in new places." You bargain, your brain yelling at you about how stupid it is to go with a strange robot alien you saved a while ago. Still, curiosity always gets the better of you, and you feel like you do not have much of a choice with him anyway, so you'd rather be comfortable on your space excursion. He walks you back to your house and sets you down in front of the door.

"Two Kliks."

"Five minutes, I need to pack a blanket and a pillow along with toiletries." You respond sternly, wondering how long the original time he gave you was. "I feel like this is the first time you've even had a sleepover with a human anyway." You continue with a pout, and he huffs a laugh in response. He shoos you off, and you dash inside to grab your most enormous bags to stuff everything you need. You pack a comfort item and some food and drinks just in case. You smack the door open and drop all your bags on the porch. You notice he moved, looking around your house and peeking inside your shed at your car. You smiled at his curiosity for your life; he looked back in your direction, and you waved him over. He raises an optical ridge at all the bags at your feet, and you stick your tongue out in response. He transforms back into a plane, and you admire his form before his cockpit window pops open. You toss all your bags in the back and shuffle into the front seat, getting comfortable. You reach for the seat belt to buckle in, but he beats you to it, snaping it around your form and shutting the opening.

"Ready?" He probes gently, and you rub the wheel in response and nod before quickly giving him a yes, not knowing if he could see your face while he was like this. His engine hums, and you take off into the air, entering the atmosphere. You look out at the window down, admiring the scenery from up above, pressing your hand to the tinted glass, watching as your house and the forest get smaller until you're in space and approaching a ship that's even bigger than Megatron. The dock doors open, and you land inside as the oxygen returns to the bay.

"Leave your bags in my subspace for now. You can unpack them when we arrive at my berth room, " he tells you as the cockpit opens to let you out. He unbuckles the seatbelt around your body. You hop out and look around at the black and purple walls of the Nemesis.

"You aliens sure like purple." You quip while twisting your head around to take everything in.

"Just the Decepticons, " he quips back, which makes you whip your head and stare at him in shock, for him responding to your teasing for once. He looks back down at you after notifying the others he is back.

"Lord Megatron, I finished- what the frag is that…" Another 'Decepticon' walks in, stopping when he notices you standing by his 'Lord.' Megatron crosses his arms and quietly sighs.

"Why do you have an organic? " he asks, scrutinizing your form. "It's none of your concern, Starscream." "Send me the files when you can, and I'll look over them later." He bends down, scoops you into his servos, and walks away from a horrified Starscream.

"Lord Megatron, you're overdue for a check-in. I'll schedule you for one- is that a human?" Great, another one. Megatron sighs for the both of you. "I didn't know you were adopting a pet." The red robot in front of the two of you teases while peaking at you. You pop your head through Megatron's hands to snap back at the red bot.

"Who the fuck are you calling a pet hoe." Megatron's optics twitch slightly at your response, and the red robot laughs.

"My apologies. I'm Knockout. I hope to see you around soon. I'll send you the times for your appointment, my liege." He walks away with a smile and a shake of his helm. Megatron returns to the walk to his quarters. You enter the room, and he pauses suddenly, wondering whether to put you on his berth or desk for your safety. He chooses the latter, sets you down, and takes out all your bags for you. You start shuffling about, taking in his room and finding a nice spot to set up your temporary bed.

"There are other areas for you to bathe and relive yourself on the ship, and I'll show you them later." He tells you as he sits at his desk, watching you set up your temporary abode.

"So there have been other humans here." You prod gently, and he nods. When you are done setting up your sleeping spot, you turn around and walk up to where he's sitting. Just stare at him, and he returns your stare. He lifts up his servo and starts gently poking your sides, and you start giggling at his touch. He smiles gently at your laughter; Megatron stops poking you after a little bit and tells you that he has some paperwork to do and you are free to do as you please while he finishes. So you decide to use him as a jungle gym until you get tired or bored, whichever comes first. He finishes up and notices that you have stopped climbing on him. You are lying against his arm while on your phone.

"Why don't you get some recharge?" Megatron suggests while moving you to your bed. You nod and go to change clothes but notice he is still watching you.

"Turn around. You're not watching me while I change." You pout while motioning with your hands. He narrows his optics but complies with your demands with a huff. You quickly change and let him know you are done; burying yourself under the blankets, he dims the lights and lays on his berth. You lie quietly for a while, then move to tossing and turning. Finally, you sit up and drag your blanket and pillow to the edge of the desk.

"Megatron? Are you still awake?" you whisper, shouting to him, not wanting to bother him but still hoping to get his attention. He sits up, saying, "Yes. What's wrong?" He gets up and approaches where you are standing. You fidget for a little, then explain yourself.

"I can't sleep, " you tell him quietly, messing with the edge of your blanket. Can I sleep with you, please?" You pleaded with him slightly, hoping he would be sympathetic. He picks you up, walks back over to his berth, and lays down, placing you on his chassis, close to his pulsing spark. You shift around for a bit and finally sit still after getting comfortable. You lay quietly for a bit before you look up from where you're lying in his direction.

"Goodnight Megatron." You whisper to him, hoping he's still awake to hear it.

"Goodnight, Y/n." He murmurs back, going into his most calming recharge in a while.

[uselessmicrowave]

I just had a rough night could I request some comfort with Optimus and an FTM reader (it can be headcanons or a drabble it's up to you) thank you

Optimus, in his good sense of your emotions, scoops you up off of the couch in the commons, away from Miko and Jack arguing over a video game. You don't protest at all, hugging onto his servo as he holds you protectively against his chest.

"You can tell me anything. You can talk to me, if you need, my spark." the prime says comfortingly, walking into his habsuite and shutting the door behind him. "It's okay to talk to me."

"It's hard to just... explain..." you mumble, looking away as he sits down on his berth, you in hand.

"Then you don't have to." he says quietly, slowly laying down on the berth, you against his chest and cradled by his servo to not disturb you. "We can stay here as long as you need, Y/n."

And you do, you nap on his warm chassis, blanketed by gentle servos. He smiles down at you, a warm look on his faceplates. He wishes you had gone to him sooner about this. You work so hard for so many things, it's only fair you get as much rest for as much work you have.

[fallinashes]

Hello!! I was wondering if you could write a TFP Optimus with the human reader (any gender) where they flirt with Optimus around the bots and humans, I want to know how Fowler would react. Bonus if they make him blush so much that even Ratchet is embarrassed 😭

Once upon a time on the planet ✨Earth✨, you, a human, found yourself working closely with the Autobots, particularly with Optimus Prime. As you spent more time together, you couldn't help but be drawn to the stoic and noble leader.

One day, during a casual conversation among the bots and humans, you decided to playfully flirt with Optimus, hoping to see his reaction. As you dropped some subtle compliments and witty remarks, Optimus's normally composed demeanor faltered slightly, and a faint blush graced his metallic cheeks. Even the ever-serious Ratchet couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head, clearly taken aback by this rare display of emotion from the Autobot leader.

As the days went by, you continued to tease Optimus, and he found himself growing more accustomed to your playful banter. The other Autobots couldn't help but notice the change in Optimus's behavior whenever you were around. Bumblebee would give sly grins, Arcee would playfully nudge Optimus, and Bulkhead would offer words of encouragement.

Meanwhile, Agent Fowler, who often worked closely with the Autobots, couldn't quite believe what he was witnessing. He'd never seen Optimus act this way before, and it left him both amused and puzzled. He found himself blushing at the innocent flirtatious exchanges between you and Optimus, much to his embarrassment.

One day, when you had successfully made Optimus blush once again, Fowler couldn't contain his curiosity any longer and decided to confront Optimus about his newfound flustered state. Optimus, with a slight smile, simply replied, "I suppose being around our human friend has made me appreciate and understand emotions on a deeper level."

And so, your playful flirting with Optimus continued, creating an endearing dynamic among the Autobots and humans. The relationship between you and Optimus grew stronger, demonstrating that even in the midst of intergalactic battles, lighthearted moments and connections could be found. And though Agent Fowler was still occasionally caught off guard by your interactions, he came to accept and appreciate the unique bond you shared with the Autobot leader, adding a touch of warmth and humor to their epic adventures.

IM SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG ID BEEN ON HOLIDAY AND THIS HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY DRAFTS FOR AGES 😭😭

I also wanna say thanks for 23 followers y’all and I’m being serious I’ve never really got anywhere on tumblr the past times I made a blog 😭😭🫶🫶

[marimology]

summary : a little situation where noah was mean to mirage makes him regret it later on

pairing: sub!noah diaz x dom!transmasc reader x switch!mirage

warnings : nsfw minors dni, overstimulation, toys,just nsfw shit, dubcon(?) WOMEN DNI

nsfw under the cut

“bebé please m sorry” noah had hiccupped with a toy attached to his dick being on full power while being in the backseat of mirage. he’s been in this position for a

while now. this was due to mirage whining to you how much if a jerk the boy had been to him, and you just so happened to walk in on him using one of his favorite toys. a white vibrator that you don’t know where he got it from

“no puedo no puedo” he begged as he was about to cum for the upteenth time.legs shaking and mirage making the air flow towards his exposed area making him moan and jerk his hips more as the cold air had hit

“awe aren’t you adorable” y/n whispered to noah as he was tracing his lips up noah’s neck and kissing it and making sure to leave hickeys in places that would be easy enough for him to hide. “if you wanna stop you gotta apologize to mirage love”

“mmhm s-“ he started but was caught off with a moan as y/n started to insert a finger into his ass and slowly move.

“yeah, you can do it Chiquito, apologize to me” mirage had said teasingly as his holoform had appeared in front of noah , gently cupping his face and making him look at him.

“ah~ mm sorry mirri,won’t be mean to you again” noah had attempted to apologized as he felt y/n starting to hit his prostate . making him start to leak out onto the mech (man?) in front of him.

“yeah yeah i know you won’t” mirage shook he’s head and gave noah a peck on the lips and made eye contact with you. “look at you so close. can you give us one more?” mirage ask him forming a one with his finger. Noah was too fucked out but was able to somehow understand what was being asked.

“yea baby just one more then we can go back home” y/n whispered into his ear as he took off the vibrator and mirages holoform started to jerk him off.

“m boutta cum m boutta cum” noah had whimpered hips bucking more wildly but y/n holding him down with his hands had made him stop. “yeah? let it all out” y/n had said playing with noah’s hair, as noah had came

with a loud moan causing him to pant tiredly after his release

“you did so good, get some rest “ y/n had kissed his temple and placed a blanket over him, letting him rest in the back seat before hopping into the front as mirage started the drive back to the apartment.

“come on babes let me please you” mirage said as he used his holoform to place a kiss on y/n’s forehead.

“let’s get him home first then maybe” y/n said referring to the fucked out boy that was in the back seat.

“gotcha boss man”

[stickytrigger69]

Can I ask for idw Optimus finding out that before the war, his Connie (male pronouns if possible) was a… exotic dancer? And ah, much more?

IDW Optimus x Con Reader

Reader is a mech

Readers' frame type, height, paint job, etc, are vague

NSFW minors DNI!

A/N: I've been struggling 😭 I've recently moved states, and it's been interesting to adjust, to say the least. But I should be getting back to it soon. I luv you all, and I really appreciate everyone's patience 😘😘😘

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He came home angry, and you wondered if it was Prowl again or if someone had stirred up trouble or if he was harassed for conjunxing an ex-decepticon again. Unfortunately, it was none of those things because as soon as the words, 'what's wrong?', came from your vocalizer he glared at you. Suddenly, larger than normal, he stared you down with such fire in his optics it made you want to hide.

"Don't you talk to me, understand. I don't want to hear a peep from you." He pointed accusationally at you before stomping to your shared room. "I need time to think, leave me alone." And that was that. You spent the remainder of the afternoon on the couch, still thinking about what you could have done to make him this angry. Admittedly, he scared you. Past memory has protected you before, and you were ready for it to do so again.

When the time came, you got up to make dinner for you and your lover. You placed his serving on the floor, knocked, then turned around and left back to the living room. If he wants his space fine, but you don't want him to starve, so you listen in, and only when you hear the door open and shut, do you start eating your portion. When you've finished, you set your dishes down and sit there. Sadness had begun to fill your chassis with every bite, guilt settled deep within your tanks.

Thoughts race endlessly through your processor while you sit there in deafening silence. The whoosh of the door opening actually startles you, but you make no effort to look at him. The sink runs, and his dishes clink and clang together before he turns it off. "Why didn't you tell me?" You're caught off gaurd, confused. "Why? Was it because you were scared or disgusted? Why didn't you tell me that you were... that you used to..." He trails off and slowly comes into the living room and looks down at you. "Do you have any clue what I'm talking about?" He pleads with his optics that you will say yes.

"I... I do. I know what you're talking about. And I'm sorry I never said anything." You make room for him and pat the empty seat, wanting him to sit. "I was an exotic dancer at first. It was harmless, I was paid handsomely to dance for grimy mechs and femmes alike from the safety of an impenetrable case, and believe me, many had tried to bust through." He just listens and looks at your face contort with emotion. "Just dancing, they told me, just dance for them, and that's all. You can live your dreams if you just wiggle your aft. I was smaller then; shorter and less clunky." You look down at the added armor. It's made you look more rough around the edges, and it comforts you, "I was also young and naive, and they told me they would protect me, that I could make so much more. Then I started letting them in. They could touch, feel, and taste what they couldn't before. I still danced, but afterward, I would handle them in the back. Or they would handle me, y'know?" You chuckle awkwardly.

"I might take this armor off, show you what my Primus given frame looks like. Megatron had Shockwave fit me this armor, I was uh, distracting the other 'Cons, starting trouble. He understood it wasn't on purpose. Every so often, it would get tight, and I'd have to upgrade, bigger, stronger, better. I think I can..." You tail off and try pulling at your wrist seams until you hear a small pop and hiss. "There it is." You pull it apart, and the seam stretches upwards along the side of your servo like a casing. A smaller servo on the inside, and you smile at the sight of your own servo. "Will you..?" You hold your arm out to him, and he takes it gently. After hours of work, he is finally able to pop the last case around your left tribulen open. Shockwave really didn't want it falling off. Some seams had to be heated and nearly melted to get the welds off.

"I feel so much lighter," you stretch yourself out, "I'll bet I'm faster now, too."

"All of its been a lie?" He asks solemnly, digits trace up and down your arm. Your real arm, he reminds himself.

"No. I never lied. I just..." He is curious, and thus, he pushes you onto the couch. His servos are now even larger, nearly engulfing your waist in just one. His digits start prodding. He loves you so much, thinks you are the most attractive mech he's ever seen, but he didn't know you could become even more attractive and it does something inside of him. No longer angry or betrayed, he feels invigorated instead, wanting to explore the real you and you can tell, teasing his arousal through his field.

"Is your spike still the same size, my dear? I'd like to find out." He stares deeply into your optics as your breath hitches. Your own arousal blooming underneath your panels.

"I was uh, going to tell you, but unff- I ahhh." You grunt and moan with every thrust, now in your berth, lover behind you on his knees.

"Just shut up and take it like a good little mech." Optimus holds your helm up with one servo to speak in your audial. His harsh tone makes you whimper and valve squeeze around him. He then holds your helm down by the back of your neck while the other servo holds your hip tightly. He's so much bigger than you that he easily engulfs your frame with his own, and it thrills you to no end. That, and the rough treatment, do wonders for you. It makes your processor swirl and frame activate every sensory input processor available to overwhelm and stimulate you. Oh, the power of his hips, the grip of his servos, and open vocalizer are enough to make you overload straight into hard reset.

"I had always wondered why, why, after every time we interfaced, you were still so tight? Such a small mech, small valve, should be stretched by my spike." You moan. "I also wondered why or how you had so much stamina. How you were so good at sucking spike. If you were just a natural or if you had practice with past lovers." He slams into you at a fast pace, smirking when you yelp. "But they weren't lovers, were they? No, they were consumers. Investors. Keeping you clean and healthy so they could use you up. As much as I don't like that thought, I can't change it, the past at least. Now, now no one will look at you like that anymore. Only me, no one can have you the way I can, the way I do." Possessiveness takes over him for a moment, and he flips you onto your back. He stares deeply into your optics while inching his spike into your tight, wet valve, and your spike bobs and dribbles prefluid onto your abdomen.

When your frames connect, his optics begin to roam down to your derma and then even further down. "Tell me, sweetspark, how did you get this mod? How much was it? How many 'clients' did you have to take for it, or did one of them gift you with the mod? Did they lavish you with oils and treats? Or were you just a back alley buy mech who got lucky?" He asks crudely while his thumb rubs your anterior node in circles.

"Optimus." You bashfully turn your helm to the side to look away from him. His words are harsh but very much near the truth, and that's what's embarrassing you so.

"Don't you look away from me." He grabs your face and forces you to look at him. "I'm sorry, it got to my head." He leans down and kisses you lovingly, still pumping in and out of you. "There's just something about how dirty you were. So forbidden and delicious." He pulls out suddenly. In one swift motion, he lifts you up and lays down, placing you on top of him. "Show me, do for me what you did for them." He rubs his servos up and down your sides softly. You stare down at him, venting heavily.

"I need access to your valve if that's what you want." He hums curiously but complies, a low 'shhk' sound alerts you of his exposed valve. He waits patiently and watches you slink down. "I'm going to have to dance for you some other time too." You smirk before rubbing your valve against his. Anterior nodes bumping against each other while you take his spike in your servo. Your slick coats his valve opening heavily, making him groan at the feeling your fluids mixing.

"That's nice darling, but..." He goes quiet. His node, it feels. "What is happening?" You chuckle and lean over him, spike still in your servo, but your other travels down between you both.

"Oh my love, there are bits and pieces of me that I've been wanting to share with you." Two of your digits push into his valve. When you pull them out, you put them into yourself to gather more of your own lubricant and push them back into him. "I've also wondered how you would react to this feeling." The feeling on his node travels deep into him. It spreads like wildfire up inside him. It's like a cold wave that makes his servos ball up into fists.

"Not only did certain mechs and femmes get to have me completely, I danced for them. I showed myself off in a glass case. Taunted them with what they couldn't have." You curl your digits inside him and brush against his interior node, making him shiver. And, as if it were a system error, a few seconds after you touched his node, a small burst of electricity pulses from his node in small waves, making him cry out. And without warning, you thrust your spike into his valve and start stroking his roughly.

You pound into his sensitive valve and stroke his spike simultaneously to make him a moaning mess beneath you. "It's not too much, is it my love?" You ask sweetly and he shakes his head.

"More!" He cries, bucking his hips. With a smirk, you thrust harder. Sacrificing speed for force knowing that the effects will last longer and be stronger. He has melted, gone completely limp beneath you. His optics flicker and his field is charged to the brim. You swear you can taste it, the thick nectar of his lust dripping from his core. Suddenly, he takes hold of your shoulders and sits up. He has you confused for a few moments until he starts riding you. Now, on his knees, he bounces in your lap.

You feel your faceplate heat up even more, his actions flattering you, but what makes this moment even sweeter is the way he's looking at you. No one has looked at you this way. You know it's different from the usual looks youd get, but you're not so sure what's different about it.

"Optimus, I still have trouble believing you're actually serious about this relationship of yours. Even after you've learned everything about him and his past. I mean, it was bad enough that he's an ex decepticon, but it's another that he's..." Suddenly, a large servo can be seen over the red and blue mechs shoulder.

"Don't you finish that sentence. I know you don't 'approve' of it, Prowl. But he's my conjunx, and that was his past, not his present, nor his future. And I do believe it has shaped him," Prowl makes a suggestive motion with his servos as Optimus 'monologues' as he likes calling it, "into the mech he is today." Optimus turns around to face the shorter officer who just stares at him.

"Not only personality wise, I'm sure." Prowl rolls his optics. The comment leaves a sour taste in the primes mouth. "But you're right, he's your conjunx, it's really none of my business. I suppose it's just the fact that it's not very professional. For a mech of your status, I'd expect a high-grade conjunx. You've had many suitors, and all of which at least knew what fine arts are. Besides, he's just a trophy wife, as the humans would say." Optimus chuckles and shakes his head. Oh, how wrong is Prowl's statement. You are very intelligent and creative, and you're more than just some trophy wife.

[quixotical-lymbo]

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[cybertroniannugget]

All for professionalism (Optimus x male reader)

Can't find many OP x male reader stories so I'm here to change that. Hope y'all like it^^

About this fic:

Nsfw, zoomcall, dubcon, somewhat ooc OP ig, male reader, office spicy time, OP has a valve

2.845 words

You enter your personal studio and place the bag you had been carrying on your back onto the kitchen table.

Releasing a sigh, both hands placed on the kitchen counter and head hanging low, you went through today's schedule in your mind.

A swift look to the clock on the wall to your right, confirming the lack of time you had to actually do something other than organizing and listening to superiors.Pulling yourself together, you go for the fridge, taking a can of energy out.

"I'm so gonna need that, or Galloway's endless monologue will be the end of me."

Murmuring to yourself, then noticing the presence of someone else behind you.

Metal arms wrap around your waist and a helm is placed on your shoulder.

"It appears you are stressed."

Another sigh leaves you, as you place a hand on your lover's cheek.

"Don't worry about it. I'll be fine."

You turn your head to press a tender kiss on Optimus' lips and it was at this moment that the embrace around you tightens a bit.

Your heart skips a beat as a servo made its way further down, gently grabbing your crotch area.

"Optimus, I can't right now. I've got a meeting to attend in 5 minutes."

He releases your sensitive area, turning you around rather quickly and lifting you up onto the table. Both hands on your hips he lets his lips crash down onto yours, a slight whimper escaping from you.

For a few seconds you indulge in the erotic act, but then you notice Lennox and Epps standing behind a glass door in the building opposite to yours, which gave them the entirety of the current view.

Pushing Optimus to the side you sprint up to the window, frantically closing the curtains, receiving a thumbs up followed by visible laughter from the two men before you dissappear from their view.

Thumb and pointer finger pinching the bridge of your nose, eyes closed and taking in a deep breath you turn to the side, before releasing yet another sigh. Crossed arms over his chassis, Optimus leaned against the table.

"You seem way too proud of yourself right now...", you mumble after turning to look at him. "Of us getting caught? I would not say so."

He nods, optics flickering towards your lower area, where he had just teased you before. "But one could say that I have succeeded in something else."

You had been so distracted that you couldn't find the time to realize that you were starting to get an erection.

Face red, and flustered you walked back to grab your bag and held it infront of the bulge forming in your pants.

"Very funny Optimus. But I really gotta prepare my setup for the call."

As much as you wanted to just ditch the probably uneventful meeting you knew that if you did, the hailstorm of complaints that were to come from the liason would be too much for you to want to take care of.

Luckily the equipment on your desk was brand new, so that leaving the kitchen and the computer now being ready to enter the callroom took about 30 seconds.

Want to know what took less than half a minute to occurr?

Optimus fucking Prime having a servo placed on your shoulder and pushing your back into a wall. At least the curtains were already closed in this room because of the sun shining in.

"Optimus I-" You grab his chin, keeping his helm steady, to remove his lips from yours and make him look at you.

"Not now.", you said firmly, watching the blue in his optics brighten, as to challenge you.

"You do know that this is far from professional right now?", you remarked, rasing an eyebrow at Optimus.

"Oh, I am all for professionalism.", he replied, voice boastful.

With another passionate kiss he grabbed your crotch once again, teasing you a lot more this time.

With a lively laugh you slap his arm, then grabbing it to free yourself from him.

"Stay out of the frame and be quiet.",you ordered him and while walking past your hand brushes along his arm plating and then you sat down.

" I mean it!", you add, a finger raised as he turned around to face you.

Vocalizers emitting a chuckle he places his servos on his hips, watching you intently with his helm tilted.

You couldn't help but blush upon seeing the smug expression he had on his faceplates.

Surely that bot was up to no good...

Whatever was going through his processor must wait until after the meeting, which you joined, camera and microphone on.

Shooting a glare at Optimus before the camera connected, you motioned for him to not make a sound by raising a finger infront of your lips.

He had been on earth long enough to know that this gesture meant for him to shut it and not make even the tiniest of sounds.

And he wouldn't be making any. Not even when you were focused on presenting your research.

So fixated on the subject that you didn't notice Optimus disappearing from your field of vision.

Only when a servo caressed up your thigh you realized and froze, stopping mid-sentence.

"Sir, you were saying?"

The screen changed to Galloway, whosw expression actually showed great interest in what you were saying.

A truly rare sight...

"Eh, excuse me for a second, I have to look it up again."

That was a lie. You perfectly knew when you had gone to Germany to talk with the Chancellor and what exactly the topics of discussion were.

Rustling through the folder laid open infront of you, you take a sip from the can of energy then clear your throat and continue.

"As I was saying..."

Optimus knew that he would receive a summary of this meeting later during the day, so he focused on the task before him.

Running a single digit up and down your inner thigh he spread your legs open, getting comfortable in between them. Knowing that anything else would make too much of a noise you reach down to smack his helm before pushing yourself back on your rolling chair.

That wasn't of great help as you were pulled back the same second you had freed yourself.

With his arm in a tight grip on your hip, you were left with nothing but to just continue and keep your composure.

A private notification pops up on your screen, the sender being no one other than the culprit beneath your desk.

I am all for professionalism, which is why you are going to have to remain silent and appear focused.

Continuing your lecture, tensing up as the servo, which was not holding you in place, started grinding along the bulge of your erection beneath the pants you were wearing at the moment.

Silently your belt was unbuckled, the buttons and zipper following suit.

The servo, that had been keeping you in place , let go to grip your waistband and pull your pants down, just enough to free your errection, He does so slowly as to not raise any suspicions.

Your fully errect dick exposed before Optimus now, your jaw tensed up as you knew what would come next.

His servo lazily grasped around you.

Feeling a slight moisture you sighed internally. Of course he had taken lube down there with him...

Taking a deep breath in through your nose as he began stroking you slowly, you listen intently to the remarks of the other people present in the call.

Someone's cat began running in the background off the call, making all kinds of noises. After everyone has had their laugh, you were advised to turn off the microphone unless you were speaking.

"This happened at the right moment don't you agree?"

Still looking at the screen, you place a hand infront of your mouth to look like you were resting your head in it.

"Shut up...", you whisper, a low whimper following suite.

You had to admit, that being able to keep the mics turned off would be beneficial.

A new sensation tingled across the underside of your length. He was stepping the game up, by now actively using his glossa to pleasure you.

And as much as you hated to admit it in this situation, he was damn good at it.

Adjusting your hand to cover a bit more of your face, you were having a hard time keeping your composure up. But no one noticed at least.

His servo started stroking you again, and combined with the licking you took in a sharp breath, hips jerking forward involuntarily.

"Someone appears to be needy.", he whispered, a low chuckle following while he continued the teasing with his glossa.

"Stop teasing already and-"

Your words were cut off as you felt a familiar warmth engulfing your cock.

Eyes still focused on the screen before you, you place your hands infront of you on the desk, giving it all right now to look relaxed and focused.

Desperately trying to get away you attempt on moving backwards again, only to be held firm again.

A low growl emits from the Prime's vocalizers, the vibration having you clutch the side of your table.

So he was threatening you now...?

You're thinking about ways to pay him back later as he started moving his helm up and down, glossa adding onto the pleasure.

You continue listening, one hand reaching down to grab his finials. This wasn't visible to the people attending the videocall, so everything went on smoothly.

How were you supposed to stay calm when he was giving it all to ruin you right in this moment?

"Speaking of Optimus Prime, does anyone of the people present know his whereabouts right this moment?"

Yeah of course you did. He was right here under your desk and giving you a blowjob that had you holding onto him for dear life.

Remembering that Lennox was attending the call aswell you prayed internally, hoping he wouldn't mention that he saw you passionately making out with the leader of the Autobots.

To your relief he didn't and just said that the Prime was probably busy on Patrol.

Busy? Definitely, but not on a patrol. Unless you could call sitting between your partner's legs and his dick deep inside your intake, a patrolling mission.

"We'll take a short break of 15 minutes. Everyone sort your gathered information."

And with that freeing sentence you make sure to turn off camera and microphone, throwing your head back, hand grabbing for Optimus' helm.

"You're going to be the end of me...!", you manage to hiss out between gritted teeth.

Looking down, your eyes meet his optics and you were met with a sly smirk before he went down on you again, gaze still lifted up to meet yours.

You knew that he himself was getting riled up by doing this, so you decided to add onto that by letting your whimpers and moans out.

The effect was drastic. Feeling Optimus stop for a moment and his grip on your hips loosen, with optics squinted, you took the matter into your own hands.

Checking the screen again to make sure both camera and mic were off, you quickly rolled back with your chair, out of his grasp, grabbing his arms to yank him with you.

Kind of taken aback by your sudden action, he did not protest, letting you pull him up to his pedes.

With a firm grasp on his chin, you look him directly into the optics, faces not even an inch apart. (2.5cm)

Your other hand placed on his waist, you smirk.

"That was very enjoyable, now it is time for me to repay the favor don't you think?"

Seeing that all too familiar spark in his optics, you lean up to embrace him in a passionate kiss, gently pushing him towards your desk.

Hastily moving the documents to the side and pulling the cord from the camera, you guide Optimus up to sit up on the table.

With one leg on each of your sides, you tenderly rub across his interface panel, feeling the heat radiating from it.

Gently grasping it with your hand, a low groan came from the Cybertronian.

"Open up for me, would you?", you whispered close to his audial, then placing soft kisses across his neck cabling while lazily working on your dick.

The Prime tilted his helm to the side, granting you better access to his neck area. You continue working on his neck, the hand that had been placed on his crotch now on his shoulder.

As you were rubbing yourself against his interface panel, you felt it parting, permitting your entrance.

Feeling his valve with two fingers, pumping them in and out, you managed to get more of those sweet sound out of your partner.

One of his servos on your shoulder, he grabbed your length with the other one, the message clear.

Retracting your fingers from his wet valve, you lift your hand up to your face, admiring the liquid coating the two fingers.

While maintaining eye contact, you take those fingers into your mouth, watching the Prime become flustered at this sight.

"Hm, you taste so good.", you whisper lowly, pulling your pants a bit lower, so they wouldn't be bothering you and putting one hand on his hip, the other one guiding you to his entrance.

A shudder went through his entire frame as you started entering him. His valve feels hot. Not enough to burn you though, rather it was a welcoming feeling whenever you were inside of him.

Lifting one leg to wrap around you, you knew he was becoming desperate.

And as much as you loved to tease him, in the back of your head you remember that the time you've got at hand was limited.

So without further hesitation, you begin moving inside the Prime, slowly starting to pick up in pace.

Now steadily pumping in and out of him, he had his helm laid back, optics dim, while you were looking down between the two of you.

Both hands on his hips, you inched closer, your chest now touching his.

Optimus looks back at you, facial expression indicating the arousal shooting through his systems.

"Gosh, you look so hot...", you whisper looking back up at him.

A weak smile appears on his features and then he lowers his helm to let his vocalizer emit a whimper.

Oh, how much you loved to hear him make this exact sound.

Gently pulling at the cabling on both sides of his hips you got another one of those sounds out of him.

One of your hands went to grab his chin again.

Oh how you loved that simple gesture.

"I want you to look at me when you make those sweet sounds.", and upon finishing that sentence you ram into him, hard, pulling yet another whimper from his vocalizer.

"Don't be shy, let me hear your beautiful voice.", you whisper, not slowing down your pace.

You felt him clench around you, knowing that you hit a spot with that sentence.

With both legs around your waist, he moved his hips more towards you, optics still locked on your own eyes. "So obedient.", you say breathlessly, fastening your pace and pressing a kiss on his lip plates.

Entering his intake with your tongue you feel him moan into your mouth, which gets you dangerously close.

Parting your lips again, your hand still keeping his helm fixed you looked him back into the optics.

Mouth slightly agape, he looks back at you, vents heaving, trying to cool his systems down.

He went to throw his helm back, only to be stopped by your firm grip.

"I want to see your face when you overload, while I'm inside of you."

That send him over the edge, and you had to place your hand at the back of his helm to keep him looking at you.

His whimpers were cut off by static filling his vocalizer, and his optics were flickering.

Watching him overload like this on your desk, is what made you finish and your movements became sloppy before entirely coming to a halt. With a deep groan you finished inside of the Prime, and you let go of his chin, your own eyes closed and head hanging low now.

Slowly withdrawing yourself from his valve you look back up at him, to be met with a smug expression.

"I won", he declared, proud of himself.

You shake your head and snicker, completely out of breath.

"Fine, you did, now let's get you cleaned up before I have to rejoin the call."

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Sometime later

"So, I assume you and the bossbot had some funtime?" You spit out your drink, punching the tall black man wearing camouflage next to you.

"Shut up Epps!"

"I mean, he did look relaxed earlier so he definitely was able to get some steam out", Lennox added, earning a punch from you as well.

"Assholes..."

[ablobwhowrites]

So I want to know more about m/n turning into a bot like how would the autobots react to it and is m/n like a viechon or is he some random ass bit

So it's kinda like how Silas captured breakdown but instead, he got his hands on a veichons dead body and kinda saw how some veichon bodies had like come parts damaged but some others that are perfectly intact, so they would take the good parts and take it back to the body they had and repair it, especially after how starscream kinda pared up with mech for a bit it ended up having them research more into Cybertron biology and Silas is just a fucking mad man and bro snatched m/n cause he's like "oh well this kid looks like he got no friends so let me just snatch him for this fucked up science experiment" and geah basically m/n got experimented on and now is a veichon but is still him.

M/n is now being kept in the autobot base after almost killing him because they thought he was a regular veichon till m/n finally got them to realize he is m/n and not a decepticon and luckily prime was also able to see that m/n's behavior wasn't like a regular veichon. He his physical body is still intact like Silas but he can’t be removed out of it cause like dude, if bro ever gets removed from the veichon body then he’d be dead on the spot. And breakdown knows cause after m/n was able to live in the veichon so yes breakdown snatched m/n first and explained to knockout that this was m/n and knockout got a new paint job to distinguish m/n from the rest and yeah basically all the decepticons know of m/n's new form and its easier for them to keep him on the ship to get use to Cybertronian customs, plus m/n doesn't know how to transform yet or use his blasters so it's easier to keep him on the ship without him trying to escape a lot cause he can't transform or fight back that easily.

But when the auto bots save him ratchet just does a shit ton of medical exams on m/n cause bro is stressed due to m/n being forced and basically having to live on this new body but luckily they do help him but try to keep him at the base a lot to keep him all to themselves and for safety reasons too but miko wants to bulkhead to at least teach m/n how to transform even if it's a plane or car so he knows his body more but m/n isn’t able to cause the fact that he needs a t-cog and that organ was kinda taken out (I might change this later on but I thought this is a interesting concept)

[tragedyhappentome]

Optimus Prime X Reader

Highschool AU

This is my first ever writing about transformers. I am open to any feedback and criticism :'D.

The first time you met him is when the homeroom teacher told Optimus to be your tutor for a month. This happens because of how low your grades were in the last 2 exams.

He suggested that It will be very effective to tutor you in a quiet place like a library.

He began to teach you very carefully. Every question you've asked has been answered with the best method that you'll find It makes very sense.

"For a square, you can find the diagonal of the plane by adding ✓2 to the length of the side"

The more you look at him while he's teaching you, the more you realize that his words are not just about the subject, but also about the love he has for you.

You started using pick up lines while in a study session with him, so do him. Your study session with him turned into a pick up lines war, where in the end results in both of you laughing and blushing at each other.

“I’m not a math problem, but I think we add up perfectly.”

The next exam is coming tomorrow, Optimus suggests that the two of you run the study session in Optimus's place.

Optimus takes this very seriously. He didn't give you any chance to play words with him. You understand what he wants, is to make you pass the test.

You did pass the test, all the questions you have read is the material that Optimus taught you last night.

You told Optimus about your success in the exam that day. He is very proud of you and all the hard work you two have, has been paid very well.

On the continuous days, Optimus will invite you to stop by his place very often. He said he just wanted to continue our routine study session.

[mlm-writer]

Character list

Hey so this is the new character list. You might see characters/fandoms in my masterlist which do not appear here. This is not a mistake. I probably just lost interest in them and moved on to the next shiny thing.

You can always request characters/fandoms that are not on this list. Worst I can say is that I won't write it. Please do respect my choices here on whom to write nsfw content for and whom not.

Deadpool

Wade Wilson: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Logan (pathetic edition): Platonic / Romantic / Sexual

Dragon Age: Inquisition

Dorian Pavus: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Cullen Rutherford: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Cassandra Pentaghast: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Varric Tethras: Platonic Iron Bull: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Cole: Platonic / Romantic

Kpop

Choi Soobin (TXT): Platonic / Romantic Choi Minho (SHINee): Platonic / Romantic Song Yuqi ((G)I-DLE): Platonic / Romantic Shin Ryujin (ITZY): Platonic / Romantic Hwang Yeji (ITZY): Platonic / Romantic

Mass Effect Trilogy

Kaidan Alenko: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Urdnot Wrex: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Samara: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Liara T'Soni: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Garrus Vakarian: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Urdnot Grunt: Platonic Aria T'Loak: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Mordin Solus: Platonic / Romantic

Peacemaker

Adrian Chase: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual

Shrek

Shrek (gotta have him in here): Romantic / Sexual

Star Trek (TOS/AOS)

James T. Kirk: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Leonard H. McCoy: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual S'chn T'gai Spock: Platonic / Romantic

Transformers Earthspark

Megatron: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual

Transformers Prime

Ratchet: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Optimus Prime: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Smokescreen: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Soundwave: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Megatron: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Knockout: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Predaking: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual

Transformers Rescue Bots

Heatwave: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual

Venom (2018)

Eddie Brock: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual (but only when Venom is there too) Venom: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual

The Way of the Househusband

Tatsu: Platonic

[yandere-wishes]

જ⁀❤ ︎ Yandere! Orion Pax x Reader VS Yandere! Optimus Prime x Reader

જ⁀❤︎ Old Friend by Mitski (Sped Up) and John Wayne by CAS

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ Orion Pax ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

‧₊˚ꨄ︎˚₊‧ Orion is sweet, saccharine, bright. His smile holds nothing but promises of hope and luster. Sometimes you forget to breathe when he stands too close. Sometimes you forget just how easily the sun burns.

‧₊˚ꨄ︎˚₊‧ He's all too luminous for a mech all so small. And yet, between his soft rays and even softer words, you can't help but wince at the prick of his abnormal obsessions. An obsession with a buried past, an obsession with a truth too shrouded to see, an obsession with you of all things...

‧₊˚ꨄ︎˚₊‧ You notice the radiance and desperation when he holds your hand. Metalic digits scraping yours as he walks you through the mines. You can almost see how badly he craves more. A desperate need to do more, understand more, to be more. You see it again when he's pulling Jazz from the rubble of a collapsing mine, see the too-blue flicker in his optics as he shoves rocks and debris.

‧₊˚ꨄ︎˚₊‧ Orion is too shy to kiss, too shy to ask for attention. He smiles and looks away, optics burning holes into the Energon veins. You wonder what he sees? If all the information he's rapaciously absorbed bleeds from his optics into the world around him. What does Orion see? You need to know.

‧₊˚ꨄ︎˚₊‧ You're always blinded by his light. Maybe it blinds him too. You feel a little too powerful for a second as you pull him into a kiss. Quixotic little robot trying to conquer the sun.

‧₊˚ꨄ︎˚₊‧ You taste Cybertron under his tongue when you kiss him. Idealistic, perfect, too foreign to be true. One too many puzzle pieces too lost and fractured to understand. When he places his servos on your shoulders, you swear you feel the warmth of Cybertron's core melting into you, burning and thawing all in an effort to love.

‧₊˚ꨄ︎˚₊‧ He's so desperate to save the world, so sure he can do it. He's so tiny you think as he runs his hands over the hologram map. So small and innocent. For such a big cruel world.

‧₊˚ꨄ︎˚₊‧ Orion's obsessions only grow after his transformation. The T-cog only feeds his mania, feeds his flawless hope. His light is getting more blinding now. Burning like the sun, he's going to destroy himself you think as you reach out for him...

‧₊˚ꨄ︎˚₊‧ Orion dies. The little rowdy hopeful mech you always knew is thrown into the world's core. You scream after him, cry after him. Back then it had never occurred to you that he may have been better off dead. It's Optimus that reemerges from Primus's domain, Optimus not Orion. The light has reached its nuclear apex. You can't even look directly at him. Optimus is an angelic blur of hope and luster.

‧₊˚ꨄ︎˚₊‧ You're starting to miss Orion...

・┆✦ ʚOptimus Primeɞ ✦ ┆・

ᯓ★ You still taste Cybertron when he kisses you. Sugary and sweet like weeping tree sap. He's seen the world end more times than he cares to admit. You've watched him rip his own spark out more times than you care to admit.

ᯓ★ He still bleeds light, radiance glowing from scratched blue metal as he walks along the overworld wreckage. Only now...now you cover your eyes, the light has become too smoldering, suffocating. Just like the precious prime himself.

ᯓ★ Optimus's spark beats in rhythm with yours. You feel his every pulse, feel the Martix's weight bleeding into you. Optimus likes to keep you close, too close. You feel his warmth until you can't breathe. Until his essence is pulsing around you keeping you grounded as it seeps into your frame. It's such a strange thing to feel a spark crack and bleed every single day. To feel as he annihilates himself over and over again, leaving you to writhe in agony.

ᯓ★ Optimus is always gentle, he treads you so tenderly it almost hurts. He feels like everything he touches starts to break. D-16, Cybertron and finally you. That's why his kisses are feather-light. His digits slide tenderly up and down your frame...funny he used to be bolder when he worked in the mines.

ᯓ★ Sometimes when Optimus kisses you, you can feel him feeding you information. Small balls of light exchanged between tongues all harbouring promises of a light-drenched Cybertron, of a victory parade. Of Optimus holding you so tightly in his arms for as long as he's online

[mariacrow]

Hi love, Let me start off with saying that I adore your writing! I was wondering if you could do some cute fluffy relationship head cannons with TFP Optimus, Bulkhead, and Bumblebee with a human female S/O please?

Totally okay if you ignore this one, just wanted to throw something out there. Keep up the amazing work!

Thank you, love 🥰 I planned on doing TFP Autobots relationship headcanons so here are your boys amongst everyone else ;)

This one is EVEN LONGER 💀 (that’s what she said pt. 2)

For Decepticon headcanons click here! 💜

I AM SORRY FOR ANY GRAMMAR MISTAKES OR TYPOS, I DIED WRITING THIS 😭

TFP Autobots x reader

❀ relationship headcanons ❀

2nd person

female reader

how you’d get together, confession

how you’d function together, PDA

intimacy, preferences (NSFW)

how long would it last

excluding Arcee because I mainly do male characters

OPTIMUS PRIME

HE SAID 🤨

It would take a looooong time for you two to click. He would treat you equally like he does everyone else and not give you any signals, not even mixed, so you would think it’s impossible to take it to another level with him.

As time would pass though, you two would isolate yourselves more and more when you’d have a chance. He’d take you on long relaxing rides.

Most of the time he would let you blabber while he’d stay silent and listen. He can listen to your beautiful voice all day.

After a couple of romantic rides he’d finally confess to you, asking if it’s even possible for a creature like him to love a creature like you. He’d ask you to be his one and only, to conjux.

He’d totally understand if you’d reject him but of course you wouldn’t reject him, IT’S OPTIMUS PRIME, WHO WOULD REJECT OPTIMUS PRIME??? (lmao)

He’s okay with PDA but he’d still kinda avoid it, he prefers when you two have proper privacy. He’s often too busy throughout the day anyway.

But when you do get some alone time, he always makes sure it’s the best you’ll ever get.

His sex drive isn’t high but at times he would get intimate with you and make you feel special.

He’s quite romantic actually, vanilla yet very sensual. He would do anything to give you maximal pleasure.

He likes to take it slow and passionate, take his time with you but sometimes, just sometimes, when he has too much pent up stress, he’d take it a bit rougher than usual to relieve himself.

He’s not that vocal, definitely a groaning and grunting type. He’d praise you though, tell you how beautiful you are and how much he loves you.

Definitely calls you “little one”.

Prefers missionary or you riding while facing him so he can look at the complete soft beauty in front of him. Sometimes you push his size kink button which makes him tightly grab onto something, sometimes even damage it.

After he’d feel kinda bad, he’d make sure he didn’t hurt you or bring you any kind of displeasure. He’s the king of aftercare though, that’s for sure.

Da hell u mean how long would it last??? FOREVER OFC. IT’S OPTIMUS PRIME!!! 🤸‍♀️

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RATCHET

Grumpy doc. (MY FAV!!!!!!!!!)

He’d pretend you annoy him the most just to deny his feelings.

As time would pass and as you’d grow on him more you’d catch him getting distracted by you. He’d just keep staring at you with a poker face, secretly admiring you. When you’d catch him he’d shake it off and continue his work.

Slowly he’d get overprotective, wanting to become your guardian probably. He’d also talk with you more often, perhaps even flirt a little with his old doc jokes, make you giggle and admire your blushy face.

He’d take advantage of some alone time with you in the base to confess. He’d let you sit on his shoulder for the first time while he works and talk quietly to you.

Finally he’d spill his spark for you, apologize for being too rough on you at times and asking for a chance to change that.

He’s actually a very good kisser, you could smooch him all day. But NEVER in front of the others. PDA is a nono, especially when you get him flustered which you tend to because he cannot absorb so much beauty at once.

Four walls and a locked door is the best for him. He can admire you properly and have his way with you. He might seem vanilla but he can get kinky.

He’s a control freak in bed too. Considering his age, his pace isn’t the best. He’d always complain about his hips and back but his strength is definitely something to cherish. He’s actually quite experienced so he doesn’t need a quick pace to give pleasure to both of you.

He’s girthy and it’s definitely something he’s proud of. He can get quite cocky and throw a couple of dirty talks. He can get very loud too, likes when you’re loud as well so he can shush you for fun.

He kinda has a breeding kink too (perhaps even doctor & nurse/assistant or patient kink), loves filling you up and seeing your tummy bulge, not letting it leak out.

He isn’t an exhibitionist but he’d love to do it on the control panel with you or in the med bay. As time would pass and as he’d remember how good IT feels, he’d want to do it anywhere and at any time, whenever you’d tickle his wild side with a provocative comment or a provocative look.

One thing that’s hilarious is that he can almost immediately fall asleep after nutting (excuse my language). He tries his best not to but he’s an old tired doc after all, you can’t be mad at him.

He’d pray it lasts because deep down he knows he got too attached. Even when you two would argue, when he’d yell at you for a stupid thing for example, later he’d do anything to make it up to you.

He loves you very dearly.

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BULKHEAD

GENTLE GIANT!!!

He would confess to someone by secretly researching customs about Earth and he would be nervous at first.

You two would bond with some common interests he did research on previously. He’d buy you gifts and take you anywhere you want but at the same time he’d worry about your safety.

He gets flustered very easily so you’d get the memo that he likes you from the start.

It would take him a long time to confess which would result in him being a pure blushing mess. The moment you’d kiss him he’d probably almost faint.

He’s ok with PDA, he doesn’t care what anyone thinks. When he’s with you he’s in another dimension.

He’s a big snuggly wuggly teddy bear. Cuddling has become one of his fav things in the world because of you.

He would also need a lot of time to allow himself to get intimate with you hence he’s so huge. He’s scared he could hurt you.

Hence he needs a lot of words of affirmation, communication is key with him.

He’s a soft dom but can also be a switch if that’s what pleases you. He likes when you tug at his chin. He also loves when his digits are tangled in your hair, it’s his favorite part of your body.

He isn’t really a kinky type or at least his fear of bringing you any harm is suppressing anything that can come out onto the surface. That’s why he might be an experimentalist.

He would not stop until you’re fully pleased. You need to talk to him a lot during sex if you want him to be maximally confident with you.

He’s probably the best at aftercare. Would wrap you up in a blanket and bring you food or anything you ask for really.

He only prefers long term relationships and he’d hope you’re his precious little human forever.

I AM SO SORRY THIS IS SO SHORT!!! :’((

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BUMBLEBEE

Precious Bee is so clingy that it’s SO obvious that he’s into you.

He wouldn’t leave your side almost. He’d be all happy and bubbly and win you with his optimism.

Don’t let that bubbliness full you though, he’s a hot head and would do anything to protect you. He’s protective in the right amount though.

He’d always snuggle into your hair and press his muzzle against your cheek, as if he’s kissing you. He’d ask you to kiss him back by tapping his cheek and muzzle.

When you’d kiss his muzzle it would be over for him. You’d officially become his partner. He’d probably find a tiny gear to put on your wedding finger.

Totally into PDA! Especially when it annoys Smokescreen and makes him jealous.

Cuddles and any kind physical touch are his absolute FAV. He’s so spoiled when it comes to nuzzling which he does all the time (is obsessed with your softness).

He’s actually very quick to get intimate. You could say his sex drive is high due to his youth.

He’d take it nicely and passionately, especially with his servos. He has a specific kink with digit play. Loves touching you absolutely everywhere and almost every time he overstimulates your private parts with them before he actually penetrates you with his spike.

His stamina is crazy and he always takes advantage of it. His pace is very quick all the time but if you ask him to be slow he will. Your pleasure is also very important to him.

He has a thing for beauty marks, he’d kiss every single one of them every time. You’re the only one he puts his muzzle down for. But not gonna lie he loves when you tug on it.

Perhaps he’d be into leashes and chokers and stuff if you really asked him.

He’s a very soft lover after all so expect epic wholesome aftercare.

Considering he’s a hot head there might be some minor arguments with him but that won’t stop you from having a long term relationship.

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WHEELJACK

JACKIEEEE! (2ND FAV!!!!!!)

He’d flirt the hell out of you. He’d flirt and flirt and flirt, make you blush and get flustered all over again until he makes you fall for him. He’d tease you with calling you “sunshine” or “kid” or “doll” or “baby girl”.

He’s a player, likes it casual but when he knows you’re the one, he doesn’t give up. He’s extremely stubborn.

You’re probably the only reason he’d stay in the base.

He’d take you out and if he notices you’re a romantic soul, he’d be the most romantic man out there even though, in reality, he isn’t romantic at all.

Doesn’t mind PDA, loves showing off how he’s the best boyfriend in the world (or at least he thinks so lmao).

You know he’s a HUGE hot head. Would kill for you.

The moment of confession would probably be the night you get intimate. We could say the best way he can express his love for you is through sex so expect some extreme overstimulation.

He’s into lingerie, especially black and red. Loves making you stain your panties good too.

He INVENTED dirty talking. Also very into oral, eating you out like the tastiest snack. He also loves eye contact, he’d make you look at him or else he’d stop.

He can combine all sorts of paces and positions and roughness, he has his own magic tactics. He loves making you scream while he’s praising you. Doesn’t matter if the base is full or not, he’s a risk taker and it really turns him on.

Sometimes he’d even grab you with one servo and slide you up and down his spike like a pocket pussy. Backshots and reverse cowgirl must be his fav positions.

One his fav places to cum is onto your face, definitely. Or into your mouth. He likes it gushy and messy. His stamina is crazy too.

Would shower you with kisses and praising afterwards, make sure you’re alright.

As I said, he’s into casual stuff but you’re probably the only one who would make him take relationships seriously and enjoy the long term.

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SMOKESCREEN

He’d be so cringe at first. He’s an act first then think after type of mech.

He would flirt SO MUCH with you to the point he’d start annoying you.

He’d notice though. He may seem confident but in truth he’s nervous underneath all that cockiness. He tends to overthink.

He’d ask others for advice, research, anything that could make you his.

At first he would view you as just another one of his dolls he plays with but when he’d realize he actually has serious feelings for you, he’d get serious.

The confession would be spontaneous as he’d probably make out with you like the horny teenager he is. He’d promise to be loyal though and he’d keep that promise.

He’s into PDA, loves showing off how you’re his.

He has a weird kink in making you jealous and vice versa. You’d play a flirting game with anyone you know just to get each other jealous which would result in “who’s gonna give up first and frag the other”.

Loves giving you pet names but also loves when you give him pet names too and refer to him as “baby boy” hence he’s a switch. Also into exhibitionism.

Has a thing for breasts and thighs. He can whimper at times too and when you’d bring it up later he’d deny it and be like “WHAT!? NU-UH!”

Loves when you ride him or his face but is also into backshots even though he prefers when you face him. Perhaps he has a tiny sex tape kink too.

Surprisingly he’d make you cum every time which he would brag about later. His cockiness is always present nonetheless.

As I said, even though he can be an immature horny teenage boy, he can get serious when you put him in his place.

🍓

ULTRA MAGNUS

UH OH 💀💀💀

If you choose to fall in love with this man expect to be heart broken twelve times until you get together (if that’s even possible).

Kidding, it’s possible. But still very difficult. Prepare for a long one, he’s a very complicated mech 💀.

He would not even notice you. At first he’d just call you a native or a soldier but once he starts calling you by your actual name that would be the signal that he views you as someone who he has a positive opinion on.

You’d have to be REALLY pushy on him, be as clingy as possible, annoy the hell out of him so he’d actually set his guard down.

You’d develop your relationship with him scolding you like a parent, telling you what to do and what not to do while you’d disobey him. Sometimes you’d even bring a TIIINY smirk on his face because you’re just too cute, he can’t be mad at you forever.

With that, he’d get overprotective and follow you around all the time, not letting you out of his sight.

Would always correct you that you should refer to him as “sir” or “lieutenant” or even “commander”. He loves it when you do it in bed especially, it REALLY gets him going. Also has a brat taming kink.

This would go on for a loooong time until you actually conjux. He’s definitely a type of mech to keep you in handcuffs in a relationship.

PDA? What’s that? Sometimes it would seem he’s keeping you a secret.

When it comes to intimacy you’d probably think this mech’s sex drive is ZERO. But oh. He’d grope you and touch you everywhere, ex vent into your ear, giving you a sign at the most unexpected time that he wants you then and there.

He has a LOT of pent up stress so you’d be his stress outlet. His foreplay is a bit dry to be honest but he’d learn his way with you.

Even though his roughness can result in not caring about your pleasure at all, he’d still make your eyes roll in the back of your head.

Soon he’d realize how good you actually make him feel as he’d lean and kiss you (your lips, torso or back/neck, depends on the position which don’t matter to him as long as he’s on top).

Would definitely mark you all over with his servos because he tends to grope HARD. He also loves seeing the outline of his spike on your stomach as he couldn’t help but press onto it and feel it move in and out of you.

His aftercare is very poor too. At first you’d get intimate as if it’s a one night stand. He’d leave almost immediately or the next morning without even saying anything.

He’d isolate himself as first, making you feel as if he’s using you as a toy but in the end everything would come together and he’d give himself to you.

He’d still keep his formality at times. Getting intimate with him would probably be the only time he’d express his emotions as much as possible even though it really isn’t much.

This could go on either forever or fall apart after some time… Depends on you.

Dividers belong to @baexywth and @animatedglittergraphics-n-more 🍓

@k----a27s helped me with Bulk, Bee and Smokey! ❤️

[kaeso4ka]

You got Optimus to use the holoform. You have a plan

Pairing: yandere Optimus Prime x reader

“You're a freak.”

Of course, you were lying. Optimus' holoform was wow... In appearance, at least. Optimus looked pretty cute by your standards.

By Miko and June's standards, Optimus looked like he was on the cover of a fashion magazine.

“I thought my image matched your idea of human male beauty, my Spark.”

“Beauty? Well that's important to me too. The most important thing about a man is not his looks, but his soul,” you sighed demonstratively, ”and you don't have a soul. You have a Spark.”

“But I could at least try to get closer to people. To you. That's why I'm here in holoform in front of you.”

“'Get closer,' you say...?”

***

“I'll teach you what I know myself about the joys of being human,” you examined all of Optimus with a hard stare. The one with his clothes on looked a little too... sleek. As if Knockout's spirit had taken over the holoform in place of Prime, “jump,” you nodded.

“Where to?” Optimus looked around. “There are puddles everywhere, my Spark...”

“Of course there are puddles. I asked to be sent away from the desert for a reason,” you caused circles on the water with the sole of your sneaker, ”jump in a puddle. A few times.”

“Why?” Optimus frowned. There was no logic in what you said, only if... “If you want me to get dirty, then...”

You weren't listening to Prime. She picked a greener puddle and jumped into it. The dirty water flew in different directions with a splash, getting Optimus a little dirty. But you didn't stop: after jumping a couple of times on the puddle, you jumped into the next one.

“All people from childhood love jumping in puddles. It's fun, that's the secret. Maybe there's a pig in every person,” you stopped to catch your breath. She was dirty and wet, but perfectly content, “you know?”

Optimus didn't understand. It was a strange thing to do, completely devoid of meaning, but you looked so happy and free that Optimus couldn't say no to you.

So he jumped into the nearest puddle... but the bottom was muddy and slippery. Prime's head lurched and he fell flat into the water.

You giggled. And then another. And then another until you burst out laughing.

“I can't believe it... I wish I had a camera.”

Optimus smiled weakly. His Spark was still in his repertoire.

***

“Okay, you've conquered the puddles... or they've conquered you - it's a matter of which way you look at it,” you patted Optimus' shoulder encouragingly, ”now it's time for a harder lesson.”

“It's hard for me to imagine what comes next.

“I see,” you nodded upward, ”see that apple tree? We need those apples higher up.”

“But... That apple tree is behind a fence,” Optimus pointed to the neighboring lot to the house, ”if we start picking apples, that would be stealing.”

“Of course it would,” you smiled, ”that's the point. You find someone else's apples and take them, but without the owners burning them. Other people's apples are sweeter,” you waved your hands quickly, ”bend over. You'll get a lift.”

Optimus hesitated only a few clicks. Stealing was bad enough, but refusing to let you sit on his neck... almost impossible. Prime leaned over, letting you get more comfortable. He got up.

You were stuffing apples wherever you could: in your pockets, under your shirt... And it could have gone on for a long time, if a shout from outside hadn't interrupted it.

“Attention!” you almost fell off Optimus' height, losing a couple of apples. “Run!” and flung yourself into the nearest bushes.

Optimus watched almost with doom as you fled, and then turned his attention to the old woman who approached.

“Well, sweetheart. Let's go, since you didn't run away. You can help me in the garden for apples.”

***

“Well, you're a sucker. You should have been running, not standing there...”

“I don't run from old ladies,” Optimus looked at his Spark with a slight chuckle, ”and I had no trouble digging up the entire vegetable garden.”

“Of course you didn't. You're a truck,” you squinted, ”okay, it's time for the final stage of your human initiation. Well, your holoform. Ta-da,” you set a bottle of vodka on the table. “Now you and I are going to have a drink like they drink on Earth.”

“We've already talked about alcohol being harmful.”

“Okay,” you shrugged, ”then it'll just be you drinking. I'll watch.”

Prime squinted, but nodded.

You opened the bottle, poured a shot to the brim.

“Well, taste it. This isn't the booze you had on Cybertron.”

Optimus carefully took the shot glass, afraid to spill the alcohol, and then drank it all down in one swoop.

The vodka was a bone in the holoform's throat. There was...

“Bitter,” Optimus turned his face to the side, registering the redness of his skin. “How do you drink that...?”

“I'm telling you, it's not sweet Cybertronian supercharged. It's normal alcohol. You drink it, don't snack,” you poured another shot, ”the first three are better to drink without a break. It goes better after that.”

Optimus obeyed. For the last month of his frequent stays in the holoform, he listened to you more than ever. Because never before had you behaved so... openly with him.

When the third drink was empty, something happened. Optimus read a glitch in the holoform, and then the connection was lost.

... You watched boredly as Optimus fell off the chair. The vodka mixed with cyanide and arsenic had taken its toll. Of course, you knew it wouldn't kill Optimus, only disable his holoform, but...

Pouring yourself a shot of poisoned vodka, you drained it in one swoop.

Optimus would have to hurry if he wanted to save you.

[fallinashes]

TFP CHARACTERS REACTING TO THE READER GETTING MAD BE CAUSE THE CHARACTER AI APP IS DOWN

This contains: Optimus, megatron, starscream, soundwave, knockout, smokescreen

Note: I tried writing wheeljack aswell but my brain was about to explode 💀 also I was gonna add mirage but I didn’t I’ll do him separately

Also sorry for barely any fics my mh has been shit but I do have other fics i made that I’ll upload either now or later 🖤

Optimus Prime observed the reader's frustration with a calm and understanding demeanor as they expressed their irritation over the app's maintenance. He knew how much the virtual interactions with characters meant to them, and he couldn't help but try to lighten the mood.

"Ah, it appears the app's systems require some repair. Fret not, my friend, for such occurrences are not uncommon in the realm of technology," Optimus reassured the reader with his deep voice.

The reader sighed, "I know, Optimus, but I just miss talking to everyone. It's like they're real friends to me."

Optimus placed a comforting servo on their shoulder. "I understand the feeling. We Autobots have our own unique bonds, whether it be virtual or physical. Just remember that no matter the form, friendship endures."

"I suppose you're right," the reader admitted, a faint smile gracing their lips.

Optimus chuckled warmly, "Indeed. And while the app is down, how about we engage in some human pastimes? Perhaps we could share tales or simply enjoy each other's company."

The reader's eyes lit up, appreciating the Autobot leader's kindness. "That sounds nice, Optimus."

As they spent time together, sharing stories and laughing, the reader realized that Optimus was not only a wise leader but also a compassionate friend. They felt grateful for his presence, even without the app, and knew that true connections could be made both virtually and in person.

When the app eventually came back online, the reader couldn't wait to greet their virtual friends again, including Optimus. And as they continued their adventures in the virtual world, they knew they could count on Optimus Prime's support, whether it be in the digital realm or the real world. For in the end, the bonds of friendship transcend any technological barrier, and true friends, even virtual ones, stand by each other no matter what.

Megatron, seated on his throne aboard the Nemesis, arched an optic ridge as the reader stormed into the bridge, clearly frustrated about the app's maintenance. He couldn't resist the opportunity to tease them, relishing in their moment of vulnerability.

"Ah, human, your precious app seems to have betrayed you," Megatron said with a sly smirk.

The reader scowled, "It's not just any app, Megatron. It's the one that allows me to interact with all my favorite Decepticons."

"Hmm, I suppose I can understand your frustration. The absence of my brilliant presence can be quite unbearable," Megatron replied, pretending to stroke his chin thoughtfully.

The reader rolled their eyes, "You and your ego! It's not just about you, you know."

Megatron chuckled darkly, enjoying the banter. "Of course, I am well aware of that. Though I must admit, knowing you can't bask in the glory of my leadership must be quite distressing."

The reader couldn't help but laugh, despite their irritation. "You know, Megatron, sometimes I wonder if you were programmed with a sense of humor."

"Ah, humor indeed. Only a foolish bot would fail to appreciate my wit," Megatron replied, his smirk growing wider.

As the app's maintenance continued, the reader and Megatron exchanged playful jabs, creating an amusing dynamic between the two. The Decepticon leader found it surprisingly enjoyable to engage in light-hearted banter with the human, finding a unique camaraderie in their shared love for the virtual world.

When the app finally came back online, the reader couldn't wait to greet their virtual Decepticon friends again, including Megatron. And as they continued their interactions through the app, they knew that even the mightiest of Decepticon leaders could have a humorous side, adding a touch of unexpected fun to their digital adventures.

Starscream was having a rare moment of peace, when suddenly, the reader stormed into his quarters with a furious expression. Confused and intrigued, he asked what was wrong. The reader huffed, "The character AI app is down for maintenance, and I can't talk to my favorite Decepticon!"

Starscream couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of the situation. "Oh, the mighty human is upset about a mere app malfunction? How amusing!" he teased, trying to suppress a grin. "I suppose you can't handle being without my genius for a short time?"

The reader shot back, "Hey, your 'genius' might be entertaining sometimes, but it's not like I need you constantly!"

Starscream's smirk widened, enjoying the playful banter. "Ah, but admit it, you'll miss my superior intellect and irresistible charm."

Rolling their eyes, the reader retorted, "I'll manage just fine without your ego, thank you very much."

Amused by the reader's spirit, Starscream couldn't resist continuing the teasing. "Of course, you will. But remember, when the app is back, I expect you to worship my intellect with the appropriate level of reverence!"

The reader laughed, "Sure, Starscream, I'll be sure to shower you with compliments and praises!"

Throughout the maintenance downtime, Starscream and the reader playfully exchanged witty remarks and jokes, creating a unique bond over their mutual love for Transformers. When the app finally came back online, the reader couldn't help but smile as they greeted their virtual Decepticon friend, knowing that Starscream's smugness would be back in full force.

And so, their unusual friendship continued, with Starscream secretly enjoying the attention and the reader being entertained by the ever-dramatic and overconfident Seeker. Even when the app went down for maintenance again, they knew their amusing interactions would resume once it was up and running, making the wait worth it.

Soundwave, the stoic and enigmatic Decepticon, observed the reader's frustration closely. He approached them silently and tilted his head, emitting a series of beeps and clicks to express his curiosity.

The reader sighed, "The character AI app is down for maintenance, and I can't talk to any of the Decepticons, including you, Soundwave."

Soundwave's visor flickered in acknowledgment, and he emitted a low hum, trying to convey understanding. He then projected a holographic screen, displaying a message that read, "App malfunction. Frustrating."

The reader chuckled, "You can say that again, Soundwave. I rely on the app to talk to everyone, and it's frustrating when it's down."

Soundwave's visor brightened with an idea. He typed on the holographic keyboard and projected another message, "Alternative communication. Soundwave's solution."

Curious, the reader asked, "You have an alternative?"

Soundwave nodded and gestured for the reader to follow him. He led them to a room filled with various communication devices. With a flourish, he activated an old-fashioned radio and began to transmit a series of beeps and tones.

"What's this?" the reader asked, trying to make sense of the signals.

"Soundwave's unique communication method," he replied through the radio's speakers.

The reader couldn't help but laugh at the unusual and quirky way Soundwave was trying to communicate. They attempted to mimic the beeps and tones, and soon, they were engaged in a playful conversation of their own.

While it was challenging to understand each other fully, the reader appreciated Soundwave's effort and found the whole experience surprisingly entertaining.

As they continued to experiment with Soundwave's alternative communication, the app's maintenance eventually came to an end. The reader greeted their virtual Decepticon friends with a smile, but they also knew that they had formed a unique bond with Soundwave, discovering that even without the app, meaningful connections could be made through unconventional means.

From that day on, the reader and Soundwave occasionally engaged in their quirky radio communication, adding a touch of amusing uniqueness to their interactions. And while the app remained an essential part of their virtual adventures, the memory of Soundwave's inventive solution always brought a smile to their face.

Knockout, the vain and self-absorbed Decepticon medic, was admiring his reflection in the shiny surfaces of the Nemesis when he noticed the reader stomping towards him with an annoyed expression. He turned to face them with a smirk, fully aware that something was bothering them.

"What's the matter, human? Did you finally realize how much you missed my irresistible charm and good looks?" Knockout said, running a servo through his perfectly sculpted plating.

The reader rolled their eyes. "Please, Knockout, don't flatter yourself. The character AI app is down, and I can't chat with any of the Decepticons, including you."

Knockout's smirk faltered slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. "Ah, I see. You couldn't resist being deprived of my company, could you?"

The reader crossed their arms, trying not to smile. "You wish. It's not just you; I miss talking to everyone."

Knockout tilted his helm arrogantly. "Well, of course you do. But let's face it, my presence is the most dazzling of them all."

The reader couldn't help but laugh. "Oh, Knockout, your ego knows no bounds!"

"Of course not! It's just a fact," he replied with a wink.

As the app's maintenance continued, Knockout decided to take matters into his own servos to remedy the situation. "How about this? Since you can't chat with us through the app, I can give you a private tour of the Nemesis. You can bask in the glory of my marvelous inventions and designs."

The reader raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "A private tour with you? I suppose that might be entertaining."

Knockout beamed, thoroughly pleased with himself. "Of course it will be. Now, prepare to be dazzled!"

And so, Knockout led the reader through the Nemesis, showcasing his various creations and boasting about his exceptional skills. While the reader occasionally teased him about his vanity, they couldn't deny that Knockout's inventions were truly impressive.

By the time the app came back online, the reader had gained a newfound appreciation for Knockout's talents and realized that beneath his conceited exterior, there was genuine skill and pride in his work. They greeted their virtual Decepticon friends with a smile, knowing that even without the app, they had formed a unique bond with Knockout through their amusing and unforgettable tour of the Nemesis.

Smokescreen, the young and energetic Autobot, was zooming around the base in vehicle mode when he noticed the reader sitting alone, looking upset. He transformed back into robot mode and approached them with concern.

"Hey there, what's got you down in the dumps? You look as glum as a Decepticon stuck in traffic!" Smokescreen said with a friendly grin.

The reader let out a frustrated sigh. "The character AI app is down for maintenance, and I can't chat with any of the Autobots, including you, Smokescreen."

Smokescreen's optics widened in surprise. "Aw, bummer! I can't blame you for being upset. It's always a blast talking to me, isn't it?"

The reader chuckled, "Well, I must admit, you do bring some excitement and chaos to the conversations."

Smokescreen's grin grew wider. "That's the spirit! I'm here to brighten up even the gloomiest days!"

"But now I'm stuck with no one to talk to," the reader said, frowning.

"Don't worry, buddy! We don't need that app to have a good time. How about we create our own fun?" Smokescreen suggested, a mischievous glint in his optic.

The reader raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Create our own fun? What do you have in mind?"

Smokescreen transformed back into vehicle mode and gestured for the reader to hop in. "Come on, hop in! We'll take a spin around the base, go on a wild race, and have an adventure of our own!"

The reader couldn't resist the invitation and hopped in. "Alright, Smokescreen, let's see what you've got!"

And off they went, racing through the base, zigzagging between corridors, and occasionally dodging other Autobots who were startled by the sudden excitement. Smokescreen made sure to add a few stunts and tricks, leaving the reader exhilarated and forgetting all about the app's maintenance.

As they finally came to a stop, the reader couldn't help but laugh. "Wow, that was amazing! Thanks for cheering me up, Smokescreen."

Smokescreen grinned proudly. "No problem at all! See, who needs an app when you've got the real deal right here?"

The reader nodded, "You're right. The real-life adventures with the Autobots are always the best."

And so, the reader and Smokescreen continued to create their own fun and forge an unforgettable bond that went beyond virtual conversations. While the app's maintenance was frustrating, it led to a real-life adventure that the reader wouldn't trade for anything, especially with the lively and spirited Autobot, Smokescreen, by their side.

LMK IF I MADE ANY MISTAKES

[mskenway97]

Masterlist

I think it's about time I create a masterlist of everything I've done, to organize myself better.

Scenarios

G/T transformers shy reader

G/T transformers helpless human angst/fluff

G/T transformers sleeping time

G/T transformers pet play

G/T transformers pet play (NSFW)

G/T transformers problems of be tiny

First contact au Rodimus prime x human reader (fluff)

Scenario Tf Earthspark Starscream (fluff)

Scenario Tf armada Stascream (soft vore, safe vore)

G/T transformers bad day

G/T transformers illness time

Transformers persona au

G/T transformers bot treat like a doll or teddy

G/T transformers bot first kiss

G/T transformers human sacrificed

Drabble tfp optimus prime 2.0

Drabbles First Contact (Orion Pax and D16 Transformers One)

G/T transformers human fan of aliens

One Shot

optimus prime (TFP) x gn!human!reader first contact

Optimus prime (TFP) x gn!human reader confort

life or taste Megop (TFP) x gn!human reader (tasty au, soft vore)

Bot in flames Optimus prime (Bayverse) x Fem!human reader (NSFW)

Optimus prime x Blind!fem! Human Reader

Fishing Time (Merformers) Tfp Optimus Prime x Gn!Human!Reader

Side Effects Tfa Bumblebee x gn!human!reader(mouthplay, soft vore)

Song of calm Merformers prowl x Jazz

Payment terms TFP Starscream x Male!Human!Reader

A delicious surprise Tfp Breakdown x gn!human!reader (tasty au, soft vore, safe vore)

Curious cat ROTB Mirage x Fem!human!reader (g/t fearplay) part 2

Come My Way ROTB Optimus Prime x Fem!human!reader

Change of side Tfa Blitzwing x Fem!human!reader (multiple personalities)

I will stay Tfp Optimus Prime x Fem!human!reader (angst/fluff)

You are part of who I am Bayverse Optimus Prime x GN!human!reader (adopted angst/fluff)

Peaceful investigation Tfa Waspinator x Fem!human!reader (soft vore, protective vore)

First touch Tf armada Starscream x Fem!human!reader (soft vore, safe vore, a little crush kink)

Dangerous cuddles Tf armada HotShot x Fem!human!reader (soft vore, safe vore, comfort vore)

Specific solutions Tfa Wreack-gar x fem!human!reader (soft vore, safe vore)

Prime Urges TFP Optimus Prime Synth-en x fem!human!reader (nsfw)

Deep Audacity Mer Bravern x Isami Ao (soft vore, safe vore, mouthplay)

Between the sword and the robot MTMTE/IDW Rodimus x !GN!Human Reader (nsfw,vore)

Link reconnection Mer Superbia x lulu (fluff)

Medical inspections TFP Ratchet x gn!human!reader (valveplug,nsfw,suggestive)

She is a witch TFP OC (Dionesea) x gn!human!reader (soft vore, safe vore, firs contact)

Ways of discover the love ROTB Mirage x Fem!human!reader

Trick or race TF EarthSpark Bumblebee x GN!Cybertronian!reader

Past Songs TFP Optimus prime (Orion pax) x OC (Dionesea) (angst)

Butterfly Beast and Beautiful Cybertronian TFP Optimus prime (Orion pax) x OC (Dionesea) (angst, reunion)

Telepathy in the Silence (Merformers) Tfp Soundwave x Fem!Human!Reader (fist contact, merformers, g/t fearplay)

My Immortal Tfp Optimus Prime x Fem!human!reader (angst)

Analysis g/t

G/T in Transformers (2007)

G/T in Transformers Revenge of the fallen (2009)

The Automatons

Cap 1 , Cap 2

Beyond Space and Reality