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polygonal-trees · 5 months
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I love the headcanon that Cybertronians flare their armour when feeling angry or threatened, but it doesn’t make much practical sense - surely raising it away from their protoform leaves them vulnerable to attack?
so may I suggest that Cybertronian threat displays have two phases: the armour-flaring intimidation phase, followed by the actively threatening I'm-literally-about-to-attack-you-now phase where all their armour clamps down at once. It's loud, unmistakable, and a clear sign that shit's about to get violent if you don't back off
i just think it would be dramatic :p
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archie-sunshine · 4 months
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First off have to say I love everything you post it’s so entertaining! Since you given thoughts on Drift and lots of thoughts about Rodimus I would love to hear all your thoughts on Ratchet 🚑😌
SSOOOOO GLAD YOU ASKEd sorry i took a edible before answering this ask but okay okay
SO!!! I think personally i subscribe to the idea that ratchet had a slut era in college, like a big slut era. like. A VERY VERY BIG SLUT ERA. like i think ratchet can name sex positions most people have never heard of, i think head from ratchet could have fixed every problem and probably ended the war, i think getting ridden by ratchet can cure every illness, etc etc
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however the most important part of my subscription to slut era college ratchet is that HE! IS! TIRED! and he doesn't fuck around like that anymore because he doesnt have the time. like i think hes still into the stuff he was and its not like hes trying to hide that, but hes just... like. Old. and tired. and riding someone amazon style is fucken hard on his joints and he doesnt want to bother.
I feel also that Ratchet forgets that his slutting it up isn't common knowledge anymore, and he mentions stuff he's done in conversation sort of casually and every time he does roddy and drift are like 'YOU WHAT????' and hes like 'calm down, everyone knows how to do the upside down quintesson its practically part of the curiculum in med school, haha'
I think he gets to be a slut as a treat, as a reward for his service o7
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wifetomegatron · 7 months
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Imagine a liaison aboard the lost light who calls people 'love' and 'dear' in a very soft, delicate tone.
based on this post because this is just too tempting to not write about, we must sound like debutants making their first appearance in fashionable society speaking in skittish whispers and sighs all the time when in reality organics speak in different octaves and wavelengths. definitely self indulgent cause me and my friends do this.
Imagine a liaison aboard the lost light who calls people 'love' and 'dear' in a very soft, delicate tone. In a ship full of battle-weary, pessimistic, cybertronians desensitized to almost everything, that single drop of warmth coming from a human whose touches feel like silk — feather light and alien, would be enough to make them putty in your presence.
The last time Brainstorm received a — " How clever, Brainstorm, thank you for your help." He had nearly popped a circuit trying to come up with a reply, stunned silent for what Perceptor claimed was the first time he was without one of his usual snarky remarks. Then it was Swerve, who wouldn't shut up about how you had called him 'darling' — Skids was adamant to prove to him that it was just how you spoke to people, even if the theoretician himself had his chest puffed out from being called 'dear'.
Then there was the time that you had scolded Whirl for nearly stepping on you, voice still painfully tender in comparison to the mechanical lilt of metal vocalizers —" Ooop! Careful there, handsome!" You had jumped, swerving just in time before his pedes crushed you. And the watchmaker froze, with a single optic pinning you in place. Then Drift had to chase him down several hallways, yelling that he wasn't allowed to just pick you up and run off.
An intervention was needed when a group of mechs were sent down a Decepticon outpost and returned with injuries. Apparently, everyone wanted to be pat on the arm and have you crooned — " Oh, you poor, brave thing" to them. With your brows knitted in worry, lips pout and slightly parted as they tell you all the heroic things they did. ( Ultra Magnus wasn't too impressed when said intervention from Rodimus was just a plot for him to cut the line and show you his battle scars. Someone in the back of the line had yelled that he wasn't even scratched. Judging from the infighting brewing, it was most likely Whirl.)
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showstopper35 · 1 year
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TFP Cons Reacting To You Calling Them Pretty
a/n: I am taking my friend’s advice and channelling my depression into art. If this can even be called “art”.
Not A Communist ™️
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Lieutenant Noodle Digits
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#1 Mean Girls Fan
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The Crab From Moana
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The Con’s Only Himbo
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Scott Summers (Cyclops)
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Creepy Crawley
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DreadRedRedemtionWing
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Toothless on Steroids
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pinkanonwrites · 2 months
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not a request or anything, had a thought- you know how rodimus does the 'blah blah blah' thing with his hands sometimes? something sometihing somehow getting close enough to his hand while hes doing it and making a similar lil face with your own and giving his a lil kissy. like making your hands kiss i mean. maybe even doing it again when he looks at you but this time with a lil "mwah!" so intentions are crystal clear. get loved on, goofass
AHEEM HEEM HEEM
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This is so fucking cute I wanna cry, Rodimus and his stupid little yappy-hands <3 <3 <3 <3 He would also love to give you a little kiss on the cheek with his yappy-hand too, smushing the tips of his digits against your cheek with an exaggerated smooch noise. You two have fully and successfully derailed the meeting with your shameless flirting.
Once he knows you like it I feel like he becomes relentless, as is his wont. If you ever bicker and aren't talking to him he'll be like "Soooooo, I know you aren't talking to Rodimus... But are you talking to Mr. Servo?" And you can see his servo closed up into that stupid little puppet shape peeking over your shoulder, giving you little kisses on your head, trying to get you to talk to him through a dumb, over-the-top voice and little digit smoochies.
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Art by @archie-sunshine
I love him so much <3 Our favorite sillyboy <3
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witchofthesouls · 5 months
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I've been seeing so many works about Optimuses gathered together across the universe, and yeah, there's the general consensus that the Optimi would side-eye Bayverse and his (violent) downward spiral, but c'mon!
Where's the side-eye towards TFP? I don't mean with the bromance between him and Megatron, I'm talking about TFP being his unintentional feral, awkward self.
Unlike his other counterparts, TFP had come from the boonies of nowhere and straight-up wilds, and then got his education from a recluse that's in so many political pies and skills from a multitude of people from a variety of backgrounds.
Like there are Things that TFP's friends, coworkers, close advisors, and teammates just... accept because it's Orion Pax/Optimus Prime.
He may have assumed responsibility over his collection of teens, but he isn't really close to them, so they don't see the shit that the others do. Even Smokescreen has moments where his thoughts are like, "Is this a Prime-thing? It must be a Prime-thing!"
Like give me the Optimus that will literally go into an in-depth discussion on the unique culture of each city-state can be stemmed by the Primes they either patroned or championed, but will straight up eat raw Energon crystal because there's a line at the convertor. 10/10 would lick a cave wall to determine its composition. (In fact, this is how Megatronus met Orion. This guy straight up took a bite of someone's art project/stupid dare because he couldn't understand egging pranksters and didn't drop from the inedibles of dark arts.) He likes long drives (makes sense, he's a convoy), free style rock-climbing off of cliffs (what), and can parkour off a ridiculous building (WHAT)
He's the equivalent of the human would eat the plastic imitation fruit and either politely say it's not his thing or finish it off if it was scented. The buff nerd that's weirdly quiet and would have the knowledge to homebrew pyrotechnics and utilize them if necessary. You would never expect this guy to be outdoorsy, he is. Very. Can tell people which wild plants or animals will cause vivid hallucinations or sleep paralysis in an offhand manner. Do not get this guy shit-faced: everything will become surreal.
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kingcrackart · 2 months
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Okay, so me and a friend were talking about how Optimus and Ratchets' first meeting would have gone.
In her words, "He would react like a lesbians first time realizing how hot women are while watching the Disney channel. His gay robot awakening."
"He's suddenly realized there is more to fight for."
"He gains consciousness."
"His hymen breaks instantly" ??????
Anyways- I quickly drew it. So enjoy my first transformers sketches.
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Let's keep the ES Headcanons train moving- how about Starscream?
Choo choo, all aboard for some Screamer headcanons! This mech has no right being so incredibly handsome...
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1. He's not a small bot, but he still loves towering over you, both in public and in the bedroom. There's just something about how itty bitty you are that he likes to have fun with, though he'll initially deny that it's because he finds you adorable. Eventually he does have to admit there are few things cuter than you snoozing on his chest. It's so cute, in fact, he makes a habit of putting you there during and after sex for the best possible view. He might also keep some blankets in his subspace to keep you cozy while you bask in the afterglow on his cockpit, though he's never in a hurry for you to get dressed.
2. Seekers are often big fans of having fun while airborne, and he's no exception. He can pressurize his interior to keep you safe at any altitude or speed, and when it's just the two of you up there he loves to make "requests" of you. Removing clothes, touching yourself, using toys he stored for the occasion... It might take some getting used to, but once you experience an orgasm while accelerating at several hundred miles per hour over a beautiful landscape of his choosing, you're most likely up for a flight whenever he is. Introducing him to the concept of the "Mile High Club" will thoroughly amuse him.
3. As you might expect, he's very good with his mouth, and he wants you to know that from the very beginning. Even though you're the first human he's been interested in, he goes down on you without hesitation the first time you're open to it, and that glossa gets in there. He wants to please you until you're as loud as possible, and screaming his name will make it all the better. If you get heated enough to grab the sensitive portions of his helm he might not need your help finishing himself off.
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lovinglonerhybrid · 2 months
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So I love tfp it’s one of the best transformers shows out there in my opinion. There is one thing that bugs me about the show tho. I wish we got more Soundwave and I wish he had more of his cassettes. I would have loved if we had ravage who was Soundwave voice after he took the vow of silence. Rumble and frenzy being trouble makers and going after the kids in battles. Ratbat braking into military bases and stealing their info about the auto bots. I think the biggest thing I would want to see is the parallel between the cassette and the kids Jack ,miko ,and raf. There being and episode where Jack and ravage are trapped together and they realize that they both don’t really fight for an ideal but just to keep there family safe. Miko and the twins bonding in an episode over getting in trouble and people worrying about there boldness. Raf helping an injured ratbat with the medical knowledge he picked up from ratchet. The kids and the cassettes banning together to save Soundwave or maybe all the bots from either the military or MECH. The bots and cons seeing how well they all get along and that inspires them to begin having peace talks and to start repairing cybertron.
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rxtchetprime · 1 year
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okay but the kids witnessing optimus and ratchet being cute and old and married. do you get me.
i feel like the bots already know that they're together, like, they've been together for so long and tried hiding it for a while., but eventually it just got out. all the bots have caught the looks the other gives them, the small touches, and even arcee walked in one night on optimus, sleeping, and laying his helm on ratchet's lap.
so the bots know, and they don't really tell the kids. it's such a normal thing around them that they forget that they don't know.
it isn't until one day, optimus is coming back from an energon scouting mission, and he comes through the groundbrige and transforms. he walks over to ratchet at the console and presses a kiss on one of his audial fins before walking away to his room. what the two don't realize is that the kids are all there, watching them intently.
miko's jaw drops, jack has to take a moment to process, and raf just shrugs.
jack: did you guys see that? or am i hallucinating?
raf: nah, i saw it too
miko: GUYS. dont you know what this means. we NEED to get the DETAILS. RATCHET-
immediately, chaos ensues. miko waves ratchet down, starts yelling and asking all types of questions regarding his and optimus' relationship. jack stands there, listening intently, still in shock. and raf nods along and gives smiles here and there as miko asks every single question she can think of that moment. everyone things that she's gonna stop, but then she takes a deep breath to ask even more questions.
eventually, jack steps in and gets miko to stop. he looks at ratchet as his faceplate is dusted with a very light, but noticeable blue tint. ratchet just covers his face and stalks away quickly in the same direction that optimus went.
after a few minutes, optimus emerges from the hallway and walks over to the kids, ratchet nowhere to be seen. miko is looking down at the floor and kicking her feet now, and jack and raf are looking on with concerned looks.
to their surprise, optimus just smiles at them. for a moment, they're all equally confused, then optimus starts to speak;
optimus: so ratchet told me what happened, how'd you figure it out?
jack: when you came out of the ground bridge, you walked over and kissed him
optimus blinked for a moment, seemingly surprised. then he chuckled lightly. "i guess it's become such a normal practice for us that i didn't even realize it."
miko lit up, "so you two ARE together!?" optimus would smile again, "we've been together for forever, even since before i became prime."
for the next hour or so, optimus sat with the children, answering almost any questions about his and ratchet's relationship that he was comfortable with sharing. he told stories of how the two had met, their first few dates, and he'd even go on to tell a few embarrassing stories of ratchet.
optimus: he'd had so much to drink that night, he started singing loudly in our native language. i had to carry him out of the bar that night-
ratchet, walking back into the main hangar: optimus, you weren't so graceful yourself when under the influence.
miko lit up and started asking ratchet to tell them embarrassing stories regarding optimus. ratchet smirked at his lover and started to recount the time he had taken optimus, as orion, to a bar one night to celebrate their anniversary. he'd gotten so plastered that at the end of the night, he had passed out and had to be bridle carried back to his flat.
the story swapping continued for a while, that was until ratchet walked over to activate the ground bridge for the others. they'd be coming back from their daily scouting missions. as they walked through, the children started to question the others.
miko: BULK DID YOU KNOW AND NOT TELL ME!?
bulkhead: umm.. what do you mean?
ratchet smiled at the bots and gave optimus a kiss on his neck cabling, before returning to the console. the bots loudly, and rather comically, started to spout "ewwwsss" and, "grossss. get a room!" bee was even beeping in mock protest.
jack: so, did you guys know?
arcee: oh yea, we've known for a while now. they used to try and keep it a secret, but we caught them being old and married for so long that they eventually stopped hiding it.
bulkhead: so how did you guys find out?
optimus: i gave him a kiss on the audial when i got back and didn't even realize it
the bots smiled warmly at their commander, before they started to disperse into different topics and activities between them and their charges.
so, if the kids find optimus slinking his hands around ratchet's waist when he's working, or see ratchet peacefully recharing and clung to optimus as he's reading a data pad, they don't say anything.
they're just glad that they can find solace in each other.
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mariacrow · 9 months
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i probably wasn’t super clear with my last message and i’m sorry! i meant i’d like bayverse hound x reader. i’m dying for content here 😭😮‍💨
Let’s take a little break from TFP and write some Bayverse, shall we? ;)
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Hound x reader
✪ headcanons ✪
2nd person
any pronouns
platonic relationship
development of a romantic relationship
no NSFW included
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You’d definitely be the first one from the crew to catch his optic
He’s a talkative, extroverted mech in general but he’d probably dedicate all of his attention and best quotes to you
He’d tend to make cheesy wrecker jokes and make you laugh all the time, humor is definitely his love language
He’s never afraid to put you in battle, he thinks you’re brave. Even if you’d doubt in yourself or underestimate yourself in any way, he’d be the first one to encourage you
You two would become an epic duo, he’d even call you a true wrecker
He’d tell you everything about Cybertron and war but he’d mostly focus on epic battles he took place in
He would carry you around all the time, let you sit on his shoulder, play with his beard etc
He has a weird thing for your tiny hands playing with his bushy beard. You’re probably the only one who he allows to touch it
He’d give you nicknames such as “brat” or “rascal” or “little wrecker”. When he’d feel kinda soft inside he’d use “doll”.
When you’d get injured he would express his concern through aggression hence he’d yell at everyone to hurry up and help you as he’d desperately try to help you as well
While taking care of you, he’d comfort you in his own wrecker way which would mostly be swearing while telling you how brave you are
Hound: don’t leave me now, you little rascal! You’re the bravest little wrecker I’ve ever met! We need to show those shitheads what we’re really made of, ey! Get up!
He loves you as much as he loves his gear
When you’d place a tender kiss on his face plate he’d go “awwwh!” and rub his cheek plate and get all flustered in his own chunky bot way
He doesn’t know any other ways of expressing his feelings but this is just enough for you to realize he absolutely adores you
He finds stargazing too romantic so when you’d want to do it with him he’d be like:
Hound: ah miss me with that romantic scrap! Makes me want to puke.
But once he’d give it a chance, he’d realize how much he’s been missing. He’d actually enjoy some silence with you in his servos
When you’d sleep together you’d be his personal little teddy bear. He’d be careful not to squash you though. You’re the only one he’s so gentle with
Despite not being a romantic soul, Hound is a mech with a good spark and a chill personality. Also a gentle giant in your case
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archie-sunshine · 3 months
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Okay okay now that I’ve seen rut/heat Drift I have to know who else is the softest/the worst on the lost light when in rut/heat also are they nesting? I need to know all the good little details ~
THIS IS A GREAT ASK THANK YOU!
First of all, I LOVE the idea of nesting for them. Since there arent typically many soft things on cybertron, i feel like its pretty rare to nest with blankets, so I think rather than nest, I think cybertronians would more likely retreat to a safe territory, hiding under berths or in somewhere safe and dark, like a cave or dimmed hab suite to hide.
as for softest/the worst---
Okay so, i can't give my takes on all of them, but i can give you my hcs for best and worst!!
BEST: FIRST AID!
I mean, he's a doctor right? He understands self care is important, he understands that his work can't stop for most things, but he also recognizes that nobody is immune to their instincts when they crop up, so he'd be VERY responsible with his heats. I think he'd be the most likely to have a heat tracker of all of the crew, probably would get the first warnings, book time off, and go into his quarters to handle himself until it rides out.
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BEST: NAUTICA
I think nautica's heats would make her less feral and more sleepy. I feel like she would be sort of stumbling around, lightheaded, a little loopy, and one of the like thousand amicas/partners she has would notice and bring her home to take care of her. I think in the polar opposite way to first aid, Nautica's strength is in her support system, people willing to notice for her if she's too absorbed in work to notice her own heat drives kick on. I also think she'd be very cuddly during heats, so enter her hab at your own risk if you don't want to be dragged into the cuddle puddle.
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WORST: TAILGATE & WHIRL
I'm lumping these two together because in my head they are in a polycue with each other, I think that cyclonus has surrounded himself with a perfect storm of absolute sex pests when they go in heat.
For Tailgate- I'm going to give you the facts here. 2 weeks of existance. and then. 6 million years in and out of a coma. THATS. 6 MILLION YEARS. OF POTENTIAL FUCKENERGY TRAPPED IN THE SMALLEST GUY EVER. Add on the fact he is SUPERNATURALLY STRONG. There is no way to contain Tailgate in a rutt, you have to pray he nests himself because if he gets even a little bit loopy from the heat and decides to go looking for his boyfriends, you cANNOT STOP HIM. I also think tailgate is absolutely fucking hung for a minibot, but thats neither here nor there.
For Whirl- a similar boat to Tailgate, to a lesser degree. I think whirl can absolutely get it, and has gotten it, but on the lost light, its a bit harder of a sell. and for a guy who's already a bit crazy and has no hands to jerk himself off? Whirl definitely goes more feral than Tailgate does, I think he'd also be the type to hunt down one of his partners, though he wouldn't feel even a bit of shame about it.
Sometimes, i fear, their heat/rutt cycles overlap. and. well.
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sorry cyclonus, youre in for a long night.
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wifetomegatron · 6 months
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an alchemy of ore & eu de parfum : how i imagine cybertronians react to human perfume (afab!reader) (nsfw!)
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most of the lost light crew only knew about it in passing. rumor was that before the war, the wealthy would import organic plants from off-worlds to extract their oils: steam distillation, boiling, maceration. of course, it wasn't very popular when the planet's atmosphere lacked the proper gases. without volatile elements in the air like oxygen, the exotic scents hardly smelled like anything. it didn't stick against their armors the way it clings onto organic skin. so it became a short-lived experiment that barely dented the surface of the planet's long history of achievements. mechs, trying to replicate organic perfume. it sounded ridiculous.
until perceptor caught a whiff of it: phantom light, brushing against his olfactory sensors. he lifted his helm, finally compelled to tear his optics away from the datapad to look at the human liaison. he inhaled experimentally, failing to be discreet. embarrassed, you tell him it's the new bottle of body wash you've tried: a mixture of wild violets and pink hibiscus. do you like it?  he thinks of strange fragile flowers, drifting under the wind. perceptor nearly missed the question, slowly nodding as you leaned closer in worry. it took the mech a lot of self-restraint to not pull you flush against him when the new, alien fragrance hits him square in the chassis like a bullet.
minimus drags his human's wrist across his intake, peppering light kisses along the skin. it was where the sweet, smoky odor was strongest, luring him closer. with you sprawled across his lap: trembling, laughing at the ticklish sensation, minimus couldn't contain the small, helpless groan that escaped him. shamelessly tipping your chin down to press your lips against his. the fragrance of mandarin and jasmine, crowding the space between your bodies.  the scientist hovered above your shoulders, mouthguard grazing the junction where your neck meets your jaw. brainstorm tightened his grip against your wrists, pining it above your head. he wants to melt into you, to drown in the overwhelming scent of amber. tyrax, benzoin; he knows they're just a cluster of chemical reactions coming to life along the curve of your collarbones. bonds breaking and fracturing to release something tangy, saccharine. but you're telling him that bulgarian rose, sandalwood — foreign, outlandish names of floras he'd never heard about before was making you smell celestial ? he was the universe's biggest heathen, but primus, save him. you were wiggling underneath his frame, back flat against the pristine table. he says he wants to run a few experiments, noticing how your pupils respond by widening, skin prickling with excitement. 
he's trying to be gentle, servos encasing your hip to lower you down his spike. megatron watches as you take him, inch by inch. with your back pressed against his chest plate, he could feel the thrum of his spark against the line of your spine as it bows and curves in pleasure. as you spread your legs further to sink further, he rewards you with a kiss — brushing your hair aside to press his intake against the pulse point beneath your ear. and he tastes it, or rather, breathes it in. he didn't need to, but when your sweat mixes itself with the perfume you always wore: bergamot and peony, he inhales and loses himself even more.
the habsuite reeked of sex, and it crowded the air: humid and heavy, whirl's optic nearly offlined at how obscenely wet you were around his spike. already drunk on your pheromones. so when he lifted both your legs higher — up to his shoulders — to fit himself up to the hilt, whirl didn't expect to catch a whiff of your perfume around your ankles. you whined, a high-pitched, desperate sound, when he stopped thrusting to press his enstril against your achilles heel. that was enough for him to snap. he hoisted you up into a mating press, driving into you with a new kind of vigor. 'you did this on purpose', he emphasized by roughly grabbing your ass to push further into your already trembling cunt. causing you to moan into the dark. 'you knew we'd end up here. like this. filthy, little —'
sicilian mandarin and citrus musk. you made a mental note to yourself to wear the combination around your lover more often.
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a/n : for @robot-horde because you're brilliant and left a comment on the tags of this post and it just inspired me to make more.
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showstopper35 · 3 months
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Hello! Do you still write for Tfp/Transformers Prime? If so, I have a request!
Maybe ‘cons reacting to reader dealing with a person that caused a lot of childhood trauma? If this is something that makes you uncomfortable, feel free to ignore it!! I just am dealing with a person who wasn’t the greatest to me as a kid and would really like some headcanon comfort <3
again, feel free to ignore and remember to take care of yourself!
of course! thanks so much for the request, darlin’! I hope you are doing well and my DMs are open if you ever need to talk. 💛
Megatron
-He knows. He knows how it feels to be scorned in your youth. He knows how much you hurt. He also knows that he wouldn’t be the best at comforting you, so he provides a distraction. -Every time you come to him an anxious, frustrated mess because of them, he takes you to stargaze or to read or just sit on the top of the ship in peace. -Megatron entertains you will tales of when he was younger, fighting for the freedoms he still believes in. You know he’s been hurt too and there’s a comfort in knowing you both still are yet to move on from that past, and that’s okay. You’ll confront it when you are stronger.
Starscream
-He’s not…the best at comforting people. But he is angry. So angry. Why would anyone hurt you? Especially when you were so small? He’s felt small every day of his life, he can’t imagine what sort of monster does that to a sparkling.
-Honestly, he turns into an outlet for your rage. Want to scratch something up? He finds things for you to break, things for you to throw. It's not the most healthy, but when has anything he ever done been?
-When all your anger has been exhausted, he just sits with you. That helps more, and he knows that, but he won't say anything. And that's okay.
Knockout
-Out of all the cons I think he would be the most helpful. He pampers you, taking you on long drives and god-awful drive-in movies to distract you. He's also willing to just listen to you vent to him while he's working in the medbay.
-If the harmful person comes back, you can bet he's got his saw blade out and will not hesitate to bring them down. He provides you with a free escape ride if you are ever in an uncomfortable situation.
-He is always, always ready to shower you with compliments, especially when he picks up that you've had a bad day. And if you don't feel like telling him what's going on, he will distract you with the randomest stories about himself. It always makes you laugh.
Breakdown
-You better believe that this guy's got hugs for days for you. After many, many, many threats to whomever is hurting you, he sits with you and listens to you vent.
-His attempts at reassuring comments aren't the best, but he tries. He'd much rather go pound the jerk to dust, though.
-He somehow smuggles a shitload of chocolate and ice cream up to the Nemesis for you. Most of the ice cream melts before you can eat it, but it is still delicious.
Arachnid
-The person who is hurting you is never seen or heard from again :)
-You don't mention it and neither does she.
Soundwave
-You better believe that you will never go anywhere near your abuser again. He keeps tabs on them, removing you from anywhere within a 5-mile radius of them. If you do happen to meet them, he is sending Laserbeak and they have roasted limbs from lasers.
-Records everything you say they did and privately keeps it just in case. Not to blackmail them or to send them to the police, of course.
-Lets you play with Laserbeak and pulls up comforting and funny videos to watch with you. He is as silent as ever, but that doesn't change the fact that he cares about you.
Dreadwing
-He pretty much becomes your personal bodyguard. It's a little strange at first, but you get used to his presence and sweet insistence in accompanying you everywhere, especially if you encounter your abuser.
-You can bet that if anything ever happens again with that person, they will go down in a firey explosion orchestrated by his own hand.
-Sucks at speaking to you (about anything, really. he's so stiff.), but when he cleans his weapons, he is happy to listen to you.
Shockwave
-Ah yes, Mr. no emotions. He tries...I think. He'd rather give you some weapon of mass destruction than listen to you detail all of your abuse. I mean, it's a solution, I guess.
-He makes you watch the seekers to learn self-defense and also read some Cybertronian literature on battle tactics.
-At least you can punch now and use poisons?
Predaking
-After learning what had happened to you, he refuses to let you leave his side for weeks. He cares for you and distracts you by terrorizing Starscream on the ship.
-Eventually, though, he accompanies you to meet with the abuser. You talk with them for a bit before he comes crashing down in his dragon form, scaring them into oblivion.
-It felt really good.
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pinkanonwrites · 1 month
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you know another good one i havent seen mentioned yet? dumbification. just getting to turn your brain alllllllllll the way off sounds so, so nice, especially when its during/after some good good overstim. any bots you think would be into it, be it giving and/or receiving?
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Okay this is a trope I really enjoy. It also goes hand-in-hand with hypnosis, and if you're into hypno @archie-sunshine has a TON of good art you need to check out. Okay, let's get into my thoughts!
For receiving, there are a LOT of bots who really deserve the opportunity to turn their brains off once in a while. But for the ones that really, really enjoy it? Swerve for SURE, Trailbreaker, Sideswipe, Brainstorm, and Misfire.
As for giving, Shockwave, Soundwave, and Prowl immediately come to mind as bots who would get off on having that level of control over their partner. If you were really stressed Drift would enjoy helping you unwind by fragging you stupid, as well as Rung.
Bots that like both giving and receiving include Rodimus (of course), First Aid, Jazz, and ROTB Mirage.
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witchofthesouls · 5 months
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I love the idea that Earth is its own entity to expand on the "Earth-is-Unicron" subplot.
Like it makes so much sense? If Unicron is the Lord of Chaos and the Unmaker, then his modi operandi would be death and destruction.
But from death, comes life.
Unicron literally went into hibernation mode and woke up to a new fucking weirdo of sibling that's between him and Primus.
Primus: *cry-laughing over this entire ordeal*
Unicron: ping-ponging between rage/ frustration that he can't eat galaxies and sheer malicious delight at the inherent chaos and flow of the world
Earth: trying to make everything into crabs and throw her inhabitants into desolate or extreme environments and watch what happens
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