#robot/human relations

[delicateartisantrash]

comic fanfic scene W.I.P.

Still working on drawing how I imagine the design for Starscream’s Holo’ Av’ in one of the stories I’m writing.

[youkaiyume]

Mirage wants to try some of those tender, loving head touches Charlie and Bee do all the time. He's a little too enthusiastic. 

[youkaiyume-art]

Happy Charbee Anniversary! Have some Earthspark spicy art.

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AO3

I just imagine that every time they interface there's still that sense of awe they feel that they can connect this way despite being so different.

Check out other works created for this year's Charbee Week posted on the AO3 collection!

And works from Charbee Anniversaries past!

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[rowanmutt-afterdark]

Kinktober Day 5 Medical Play (IDW Ratchet)

Word Count: 1,011

IDW Ratchet X Human Female Reader

Read more below the cut!

"Are you ready for your checkup?” Ratchet asked, walking into your assigned room. You were his first patient of the day, and though he was exhausted from a long work night, he was happy to give you a check-up. You responded with a nod. You didn't meet his optics, but you seemed OK with this.

His dermas changed into a soft smile, and his servo was placed upon your shoulder. He smiled at you as he leaned down to whisper in your ear. “If you need to stop, let me know. We can stop now.” He offered to put a halt to this. You looked up at him and shook your head rapidly.

“No no! I'm ok, I promise. I'm just not used to this type of thing.” You reassured him that you did want to try this. It was just a new roleplay to spice up your love life. You trusted him and knew he was experienced.

He would never make you uncomfortable or feel unsafe.

“I'm ok to continue.” Ratchet listened to your plea, relenting with a sigh. His servo moved to your chin, holding it between his digits to kiss your cheek.

“Good girl. If you need me to stop, don't hesitate.” He pulled away, and just as soon as he paused the roleplay, he began again.

“I'm happy that you came in as soon as you started to feel off. I assure you that we will be able to check everything and see what could be wrong.” He had you lie back against the cold slab used as the med-bays examination table. His mass-displaced servo started over your chest, feeling the rapid rising and falling of your breast. He smoothed his cold servo over your clothed top as he felt for any lumps.

“How about you remove your gown for me? I can’t check for lumps like this.” He ordered. You didn’t hesitate to remove the top of the gown. The fabric fell and pooled at your waist as he hummed appreciatively and moved his servos back to your chest to feel your tits. His servos groped at the soft mounds of flesh and muscle, feeling for anything abnormal. His hold wasn’t rough, nor was it gentle. His one servo became two on your chest and felt you up. A small noise escaped your lips before you bit your lip to silence any sound from leaving you.

“Hmm.” He hummed, feeling you up for any lumps and found none, the smallest hint of curled at the edges of his mouth before disappearing as he pulled away. He wrote down what he felt before he moved on to the next part of his examination. He motioned for you to lie back against the examination table, you follow his instructions and waited with anticipation as he turned back to his tray of tools. He looked over each one until he found what he was looking for, and from it, he pulled a speculum.

A pap smear?

You had one not that long ago. You didn't voice your protest as you weren't the doctor. He wanders back over to your side. His servo grabs the hospital gown and pulls it the rest of the way down your body until it is removed from your figure. The chilled air of the exam room brought goosebumps to your skin as the cold air met your warm skin. Your skin fluttered as he dragged the instrument along the skin of your pubic bone in a lazy, careless pattern.

“Open your legs.” He orders. You followed, legs spreading off to the sides, exposing your pelvic area to him. Had you been able to see you, you would have caught Ratchet shuddering in excitement at your willingness to be examined by him. He grabbed the lube for the speculum and popped open the cap to drizzle it over the metal with a small squeeze to the bottle. You knew just from look alone just how cold that was going to be. He hummed a small tune cheerfully as he got between your spread legs and pressed the speculum against your pussy. A shudder passed through you with a surprised gasp as its cold, lubed clamps were grinded against your clit.

“I have to get the lube spread around before I can proceed. I can't risk harming my patient, now can I?” He moved it in a rhythmic pattern against your sensitive nub, bringing legs to tremble and tense at the pleasure that surged in your abdomen and pooled with a liquid heat inside of you.

“How does that feel?” He asks. You nod with a whimper before answering his question.

“G-Good.” You whine, he hummed in approval at the confirmation for him to continue with his exam. The speculum nestled its way between your folds, slipping into your aching hole followed with another shudder from you. It pushed its way until it was fully inside of you. Its freezing cold clamps were pressed as close to your walls could go before he gave you a quick look, and then he moved It to open. It opened you with ease, but this discomfort from it brought forth a whine as it pried your walls open for him to take a peek at what he was working with.

“My my, what a beautiful fleshy valve. It's not every day I get to examine such a fine specimen. Your anatomy is so similar to our own-” he paused. “I wonder if…” He trails off before he's grabbing your thigh in one servo and pulling them further apart while the other keeps the clamps opened.

“You are absolutely drenched! Is this getting you wet? Such a bad girl, a naughty patient doesn't deserve good awards. Instead, they get to suffer the consequences.” He purrs before his lips are on your clit bringing forth a wail of surprise and pleasure as he sucked and swirled his glossa around it making your legs jerk and your body thrash as he hums around the sensitive bundle of nerves with a grin.

Tonight was going to be spectacular~

[cometchasinglove]

She was a tiny human.

He was a giant robot.

Can I make it any more obvious? 💘

(🎨 by Eronposts)

[my-naughty-writings-and-musings]

Transformers ROTB

NSFW Reader x Mirage

Just saw ROTB and Mirage changed my brain chemistry so I had to get this down ASAP while writing many other pieces of smut I hope to post soon. Please let me know what you think <3

Mirage got you back for all your teasing the second he pulled into the garage and transformed, his engine roaring in pent up frustration as he settled you on one arm and slammed the door behind him with the other. Having expected and looked forward to such rough handling, you happily allowed yourself to be hefted upwards to face your partner, his hands cupping you possesively as his optics met your eyes. The fiery need in their depths sent an echo of desire through your entire body before he pulled you in for a desperate kiss.

Moaning into your mouth, the speedster slipped a hand behind your head to hold you close as he fumbled across the garage to his berth, which was so difficult in his current state he ended up bumping his shins multiple times along the way. Each audible thump came with a hissed curse that made you snicker, but he persevered until he finally met the edge of the padded metal slab and more or less collapsed onto it. You were still in such a giggly mood you couldn't help chuckling when he muttered a euphoric "finally" as if arriving at an oasis in a desert. 

Settling you down beneath him, Mirage got the two of you on the same page with a sudden rush of kisses down your jawline, his dentae brushing the sensitive skin before he buried his helm in the crook of your neck. You arched at the touch and moaned softly for more, which he provided in the form of an unexpected bite, his tiny canines using just enough force to leave a subtle mark claiming ownership. Crying out and grabbing hold of him for support, you shivered as his warm glossa dulled the mild sting with slow swirls. Experience told you he was savoring the taste just as much as he was providing comfort. 

"Take your pants off, I've got plans." he said suddenly, lips just beside your ear. Complying with a soft sound of wanting, you wiggled out of your bottoms in a manner most would have called desperate rather than sexy. Big blue optics watched your every move with hungry intensity, and when he beheld you naked from the waist down his engine rumbled forcefully enough to rattle the berth. Throwing away your clothes without a care, you found him sliding a hand up your shirt without warning, and obediently leaned into the touch as he purred out further instructions. "Might as well toss everything you don't want me accidentally ripping to pieces."

"You'd owe me." you replied teasingly, sticking out your tongue as you rolled your top over your head. Mirage huffed with enough force to rustle the messy spread of blankets.

"You're kidding, right?!" he replied with indignant disbelief, looking all the more frustrated when you smiled innocently whilst unlatching your bra. Pretending not to be briefly subdued by the sight of your tits, the speedster continued his mock rant, recalling how the last twenty or so minutes had been nothing but you riling him up while he was helpless in his altmode. "The way you were fiddling with my gear shift in traffic? You're lucky I didn't pop my panel on that off-ramp!"

"Just a little extra motivation." you teased sweetly, tossing your last bit of clothing to the floor below.

Your incorrigible boldness briefly left him speechless. Shaking his helm with a chuckle, Mirage moved quickly to pin you to the berth below, gentle but commandingly firm as he made it clear he planned on getting even. Having expected as much, you had to bite your lip to restrain a smile, so eager for a heated pounding you could already feel yourself getting wet. Your own wanting turned to desperation when he loomed over you and cast your naked body completely in his shadow. Voice a full octave lower than usual, the mech loudly opened his modesty plating just before he rumbled out a warning. "Oh, I'm motivated alright." 

Lips met again in a passionate kiss, but this time he went straight for what he wanted, hands taking hold of either side of your body to slide downwards and savor every detail along the way. Whimpering when your breasts were teased with only a quick circling of his thumbs, you eagerly parted your legs to grant him access, looking down just as he grabbed hold of his erect spike to mass shift it to the appropriate size. Practice had allowed you to stretch sufficiently enough that he only needed to reduce his girth by a fraction of what had initially been required, and as soon as he felt himself reach the proper measurement he brought his hips to yours.

A small sound passed his lips as his tip met the heat of your entrance, and you watched his brows arch at the pleasure while his jaw went slack, helm rolling back as he finally got to push inside. Biting your lip at the stretch, you welcomed him with a moan, wrapping your legs around his hips to assure him you were ready for more. The unique array of ridges and nodes along his spike delighted you every inch of the way. Sheathing himself in one long, smooth stroke, the speedster took a moment to savor the feeling he'd been so desperate for, as overwhelmed by your tight heat as he'd been the first time. 

Instinct and experience got his hips moving, and you welcomed the first withdrawal and thrust with an appropriately excited cry, the feeling of his massive frame over your tiny human body making it all the better. Mirage growled as he finally got a hold of himself, hands splaying on the berth as he started to rock his hips and go to town just like he'd fantasized the entire way home. Tits bouncing with every thrust, you went from moaning to crying out when he activated his vibrator mods, the tiny nodes lighting up without warning to buzz against all of your sweet spots. Your wide eyes caught a smug smirk of revenge on his lips before he lost himself to a moan of his own.

Pulling him close and grinding your hips against him, you grabbed hold of his chest and held on for dear life as Mirage began to ride you for real, his vents releasing hot puffs of steam with every pound of his hips as his frame grew heated from the exertion. Making the berth rattle near to the point of threatening collapse, the speedster lost control completely in his haze of desire. Hunching over you to be as close as possible, he scooped an arm behind your back to heft you as the beginning of an orgasm coiled in your lower body, hammering right into your sweet spot as his engine roared out in exhilaration. You rewarded his creativity with a cry of his name just the way he liked it.

"Mirage!" you moaned showily, able to feel him approaching his own overload as yours built exponentially quickly. Hearing his name made the mech shudder and briefly lose control of his powers, the scene around you wobbling as his cloaking abilities surged and warped everything you could see until he wrestled back his willpower. 

"Aw shit, babe, I'm gonna..." he trailed off to bare his dentae and moan, but you knew exactly what he meant. The length of his spike throbbed inside of you, and just like that you were pushed over the edge, a rush of warmth and ecstasy crashing over your heated body as you clamped around him in a series of powerful throbs. Feeling you clench as if milking him did the poor mech in without delay. Optics briefly snapping open in surprise, he clamped them shut as his own overload hit with an accompanying surge of his EM field, blue sparks of electricity jumping over his armor as he came in an explosive burst of overdue release. The combination of his hot ropes gushing into you and your walls clamping down on his spike reduced you both to moaning wrecks unable to do much more than cling to the other.

When you felt the surge pass and the excess transfluid dribble onto the berth, you collapsed into a sweaty heap on the padding below, ribs rapidly rising and falling as you tried to catch your breath. Mirage had enough experience to roll to the side once the afterglow reduced him to a purring kitten of a bot, his lips curled into a very pleased smile as he settled down beside you and vented the heat from his exercise. The mess wouldn't have occurred to you even if you'd been able to feel your legs.

"Wooo boy..." the mech sighed after what couldn't have been more than a minute or two. You opened your eyes just as he pulled you up the berth to face him, sliding over the bundle of bedding until your gaze met your lover's and found him looking very pleased with himself. Chuckling at the boundless ego, you scootched closer to snuggle him and fully enjoy yourself, more than a little smug at how easily this had all gone to plan. It was almost unfair how little you had to try to make him pound your brain out.

"Better?" you cooed, cupping his chin the way he liked. Mirage leaned into the touch and laid so you faced one another, far more relaxed now that his charge had been burned off. 

"Ain't nothing better than you, gorgeous." he confirmed, letting you nuzzle into his neck as he held you close and playfully stroked your hair. The softness mixed with his sass compelled you to relax as well, your naked body pressing into his to savor the touch of his warm mesh in the bliss of the afterglow. Dating a mech like Mirage was never easy, but it was certainly always worth it.

[sultrycomets]

Starscream can show her gentleness. 💙

(🎨 by agua_con_hielo)

Full! 18+ ONLY!

[airegieus]

[visceraloves]

Does my love for robot characters come from the tourette's or possible autism...we may never know

[the-lark-ascending69]

android!Robin has several technical problems, the most important ones having to do with her memory card, battery and motor skills.

Androids are supposed to have perfect photographic memory, but Robin's memory is poor even by human standards. She tends to forget where she left her keys, what she was going to do when walking into a room, etc. She forgets her schedule all the time, as well as Nancy's, and can't remember a recipe to save her life. Dustin and Suzie say it's a problem with the connections needed to access her memory card, rather than with the memory card itself. It's fixeable, but extremely difficult and expensive. Robin wants to get this fixed and she's working hard to pay for it - she doesn't want to be an inconvenience. Nancy will support her decision, but she really isn't bothered by Robin's poor memory. She just hopes she's doing it for herself and not to make herself "easier to handle" for other people (she's been told that's what her worth was based on her entire life).

She's only had one memory card her entire life (as far as she knows). Nancy's greatest fear is Robin hitting her head and it breaking. One could potentially take out the memory card and delete it or install a new one - that is Robin's greatest fear.

At one point, her connections get so bad there will be days in which she can't remember Nancy at all, or what her own name is. She'll act almost like a normal android those days - following orders, not speaking unless necessary, not expressing emotion unless instructed to, etc, though her poor motor skills, battery problems and bad memory will make it difficult. It freaks Nancy out every time, and she always tries to get her to snap out of it as if she were human, before accepting that love can't solve this problem, and calling Dustin and Suzie to fix it. She'll pay any price if it means having her Robin back.

Robin lets herself be turned off without complaint, without even the terrified shudder Nancy used to feel when she forcibly did it during their first weeks together. Robin's docile obedience as she let Nancy do this to her, and the way her body went limp in Nancy's arms, never failed to bring Nancy to tears.

It would take days for Dustin and Suzie to fix some of Robin's problems. This one took between one and two weeks. Longest it ever got was 16 days. During that time, Robin would lay lifeless on their workshop's table, her battery sitting somewhere else to prevent her from turning on automatically. Dustin insisted that he and his lady (as he called Suzie) worked best when their kingdom (their workshop) was untouched by foreign hands, so Nancy wasn't always welcome to visit Robin in that state. Nancy was relentless, though, and she usually managed to convince him to let her in for a few minutes. He thinks it's pointless - it's not like Robin can feel her there. She can't even dream. It doesn't change anything. In fact, he worries Nancy will be more disturbed than comforted, because Robin's entire skull, neck and spine will be exposed - only it's not bones and flesh inside, but metal and plastic circuits, plates, chips, wires and pistons. He's careful to at least put her face back in place when Nancy visits. He expects her to be taken aback by the sight, but instead, Nancy's eyes are full of so much worry and care and adoration as she observes Robin's lifeless body. She doesn't dare touch her - she doesn't want to hurt her. But she misses her so deeply.

When it's all finished, Nancy takes her back home with the utmost care and tucks her into bed. She waits by her side until she turns back on, and softly talks to her, asks her how she's feeling, brings her some water and asks her questions, to see if she's back to normal. Because it's all recorded in her memory card, Robin can remember everything - can remember the time she spent not knowing who she is, thought she can't remember if she was self-aware during those episodes. Whenever she wakes up, she's just happy to see Nancy, and wants hugs and cuddles from her, but she begins to cry out of fear as she tries to remember the details of not being. Nancy holds her every time, asks her if she wants to watch cartoons or if she wants her to read a book for her, to keep her from spiraling. She hates seeing Robin look so small and scared, but she also knows she's not scared of anything Nancy can protect her from. The horrors haunting her come from her own mind and her own nature.

(Dustin and Suzie make a copy of Robin's memory card and give it to her, just in case).

Dustin and Suzie take care of any fixes Robin needs. They're much nicer than any other technician at the previous repair shops she's been to. The most usual fixes have to do with weakness and stiffness in her knees and hips, especially on her right leg (it got broken pretty badly during a beating by her last owner - Billy Hargrove. He wanted to make her unable to walk. The person his father sold her to next did a poor job fixing her). These fixes are usually quite simple and take very little time. She will refuse to see them, though, until she reaches her breaking point when she struggles to stand up, or when she suddenly falls to the ground. It always worries Nancy to death - she's terrified of Robin hitting herself and suffering even more damage. It always takes some convincing for Nancy to get her in her car and on their way to Dustin's workshop. Sometimes, the fix will be so simple they don't even need to turn her off. Nancy holds her hand during these.

The third big problem is her battery. Thankfully, her battery is detachable and easily replaceable. They only had a mayor issue with it once, and they had to order a new one. Robin's model is rare enough that it took over a week to get there. During that time, they installed solar pannels in the balcony and Robin had to be connected to them with long, thick cables that stretched all around the apartment. It was more amusing than anything else, having to step around the cables and make sure none of them got accidentally disconnected. Cloudy days made her pretty much useless and had her lying in bed watching cartoons all day. She was completely turned off after sunset and she was up by sunrise. Needless to say, she couldn't leave the apartment for the week and had to call in sick to work.

Good thing was, though, that the new battery worked much better than the previous one. It lasted much longer. Nancy had only seen her this excited a few other times. The way she kicked her bedroom door down with a wide smile on her face as she yelled at her to come to the kitchen just made Nancy smile with adoration. Robin showed her the box in her hands - she was shaking with excitement - and asked Nancy to help her install it. She turned herself off and Nancy did the rest - disconnected cables, take out old battery, install new one. When she turned Robin back on, she was more full of life and energy than she'd ever seen her be. Free from her cables, she immediately grabbed Nancy's hands and dragged her outside - the sun was shining and she wanted to run around in the park, to roll on the grass and count the cloud and photosynthesize with a good book in her hand. To Nancy, she looked like a puppy, or a happy little bird just released from its cage. She could never say no to her, they would spend the entire day outside if Robin wanted to.

[reiloveyou]

i’m more active on IG… (comic sneak peek)

new -> instagram.com/meronside

old -> instagram.com/mekkopan

[fizzy-vault-gator]

Slay queen

[youkaiyume-art]

WARNING VERY SPICY!

Bumblebee works very hard to keep his dexterity levels high. Charlie is simply putty in his hands.

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[rowanmutt-afterdark]

Kinktober Day 5: Breeding | TFA Optimus Prime

Kinktober Day 5: Breeding

TFA Optimus Prime X Human Female Reader

When you talked about trying something new, you had not expected this. Or the fact he jumped right into it.

The bed below the two of you shakes as he thrusts hard into you as he enjoys the feeling of your walls fluttering and pulling his spike in deeper as his mass displaced form had his way with you. He huffs and moans, you feel amazing to him as he enjoys the noises you make. The cries and begging for him to fuck you harder into the bed below. You keen as he tilts your head back to kiss your cheek and chin, grinding into your ass as he leans most of himself over you.

His body blankets over your form, his hips roll and buck into your own as you start to teeter towards another orgasam. He chuckles in your ear as you shudder and cry out for him, his servo grabs your ass and kneads at the fat of your ass as he feels his own overload building. You both talked earlier about your kinks, the main one being breeding. You wanted to be bred so badly.

His lips nibble along your neck and kisses the soft skin there along your neck. He chuckles as you hump back against his hips as he shifts to start thrusting faster into you as he gets closer and closer to his end. He grunts as you pulse around him, a hand on your hip pulls you closer and arch your back. Helping you into a partial doggy pose as he feels his spike pulse.

"That's it, that's a good girl. Take it all." He says just before spurting his release into you. His moan fills the room as he humps against you as each spurts fills you up so full to the point it starts to trickle out. He pulls away, and watches as it drips out of you.

"Good girl~" He purrs with a light smack to your ass, he watches it jiggle before he grabs at your ass cheeks and spreads them open to watch the cum drip from you. He chuckles, smiling at the sight.

"Don't worry, there's more where that cane from. We both agreed on several rounds. So don't fret, I'll fill you up nice and full~"

(Sorry its so short, I struggled with this day so bad for some reason)

[schemelin]

every now and then i experience brief moments of self-awareness telling me to make major changes to the fusionsprunt story

[my-naughty-writings-and-musings]

Continuing to work through my writing slump, have some saucy Earthspark Bumblebee x Reader headcanons as I do so! Let me know what bot to write for next and please like/reblog!

1. He's either a flustered wreck or the one turning you into a flustered wreck, there is no in-between.

When he's on the receiving end you'll find it only takes a little bit of dirty talk to have him blushing and stuttering, and if you hop on top he'll melt into a purring pile of bot for you to do with as you please, happily allowing you to take the lead. Gentle, teasing touches have a similar effect, and if you sneak a few in public it won't be long before he's doing everything he can to get the two of you somewhere private. Thick walls will be a must since he cannot keep quiet when you get him riled up. Expect lots of needy moans, and plenty of mewls, whimpers, and literal purring once he's taken care of. Snuggles will also be a must, ideally with a fair amount of petting on your part.

When he's the one doing the teasing, however, things are very different. He'll use his size to his advantage, effortlessly maneuvering you as if your tiny organic body is weightless in his grasp, making a point to show off how big and powerful he is by comparison. While doing so he'll flirt relentlessly, alternating between praising all your features he loves most and teasing you for getting so hot and bothered. His definition of "private" is also much looser, so don't be surprised if he settles for ducking down an alley or hiding behind a grove of trees if the two of you are out in the woods. He'll be just as loud, but you'll hear a lot more growling than groaning. Cuddles will still be mandatory in the afterglow, but he'll be the one doing all the petting.

2. He loves it when you grab his horns. They're only a bit more sensitive than the rest of him, but there's just something about having you holding on that really does it for him, especially if he's eating you out. It doesn't hurt that doing so typically puts the two of you at eye level, and if you meet his optics and squeeze at just the right moment you might get him to overload hands free.

3. He's a bit of a light sleeper, but he's quite ready to have some midnight fun if you happen to wake with him, which you probably will. His considerable size makes him rather hard to ignore as a bedmate. However, he's notably more open with his affections while sleepy, so you'll be woken by a cuddle happy bot who offers to make up for waking you with lots of oral. Few can say no to a midnight face ride from the Scout.