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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!)

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.

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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medicon · 1 year

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Retirement Home AU<3

Autobots

Optimus

that one grandpa who has a concerning amount of grandchildren visiting him

wakes up randomly during the night to tell staff members about his 27947293th battle with megatron

tries to keep the peace (and never succeeds), lectures all the other patients when they fight

*stares off into space* i have a vision..

Ratchet

either a random guy, or the head of staff

everything is perfectly organized in his room, if anyone moves his stuff he throws his cane at them

always complaining about his sore joints, has full conversations with himself on the daily

will throw a fit if someone else reads the newspaper before he does

Bumblebee

the grandson that visits every week

befriended some of the other patients, has to suffer through hours of "back when I was your age..."

seems like the sweetest angel, but actually helps smuggle prohibited things into the home

the flamethrower wasn't his idea

Arcee

that one great aunt your parents told you not to talk to

has poisoned megatron's food on several occasions, doesn't plan on stopping either

probably that one patient who talks in a foreign language but refuses to translate it for anyone else

knows how to make anything in the retirement home into a weapon

Smokescreen

the staff member that is way too cheery

probably ends up causing serious injury to a patient by accident

tries to make sure everyone has their medicine and is getting along, but ends up causing chaos instead

^_^ everyone please stop fighting!! *stands perfectly still in the midst of everyone throwing objects at each other*

Decepticons

Megatron

pissy old grandpa (what did you expect?)

*aggressively plays chess against his arch nemesis* *throws the board when he loses*

constantly mumbles about how he had more respect back in the old days, and how he would blast everyone to bits if he could

prune juice and nap time guy™️

Starscream

supreme ruler of the retirement home (self diagnosed)

falls down the stairs at least once a week after he tries to run away from the staff <- has committed felonies

sells his meds to the other patients, not sure how he hasn't been found out yet

tries to be cool and fails

Soundwave

he exists. that's basically it

unnerving patient who will follow you around without saying anything and simply stares at any visitors

has escaped the retirement home at least twice, has a horde of items he stole from other patients under his bed

gossips with his roommate (megatron)

Knockout

old person who is far too confident and charming for his age

*tries to be smooth and flirty but ends up falling and needs 3 nurses to help him up*

routinely smuggles alcohol into the building, no one knows where he gets it from

tried to bribe the staff to give him extra pillows

btw i am taking requests for anything in this au ♡

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botmilf · 1 month

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headcanon: Cybertronians LOVE to be adored by humans. They LOVE when we call them pretty and beautiful and pet their faces and give them lil kisses ok even DECEPTICONS LOVE THAT SHIT.

#maccadam #transformers #transformers hc #cybertronians

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koorinokujira · 2 months

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Transformers thoughts that wouldn't leave me alone - Forgotten melodies of eld

I have a bit of a tendency to overthink my favorite media and make strange associations with other things, and Transformers is no different right now. Those robots are spinning in my head like leftover pasta in a microwave. Anyhow, last night I was thinking about Cybertronian music.

(Ramble incoming! Also I might get stuff wrong, I am still fairly new in the fandom, after all. So please, forgive my potential ignorance.)

Now, there usually isn't that much lore on it from what I've seen, which absolutely sucks and I need more. What I've also noticed is that there often seems to be more of a focus on the musical instruments (which I also definitely need more lore on), rather than vocals. And hoo boy do I have thoughts about that specificallly.

Cybertronians have voice boxes, right? And considering their mechanical anatomy, it's pretty safe to say that they can hold on for way longer than our vocal cords. After all, it's not like a computer or its speakers start breaking down after a few hours of music being played continuously. Of course, such a voice box would be more complex, and there are definitely some more unique ways for it to break or damage, but... I generally like to think they are pretty durable when they are used for speech or song. Which brings me to the concept which I decided to call "mechanical elves", or something to that effect.

Now, what does that even mean? It's simple; I was inspired by the portrayal of elven music in various fantasy media, like J. R. R. Tolkien's works. Songs that reach the deepest parts of your soul in an ancient, ellegant language, voices that sing heartwrenching ballads for hours on end about tragedies that happened millennia ago. And I thought... wouldn't that work for Cybertron? Or at least, Cybertron in its beginnings?

You have a race of giant, mechanical beings, many of which have lived for millions of years. And they do love their music, even if we often have no idea what it's like and get only snippets from their culture. You have people like Blaster, who is literally nicknamed "The Voice" in the IDW1 comics and uses his voice to inspire his fellow Autobots, among other things. Just their voice boxes alone have so much potential, and that just makes me feel stuff, honestly.

Why wouldn't they sing for incredible amounts of time without stopping, at least when the times weren't so complicated just yet?

Did the first Cybertronian who ever hummed a melody feel so much joy that he simply kept going and couldn't stop, before excitedly teaching others? When a friendship started to feel more than it already was, did the night start with a passionate serenade sung by a singular voice, which, as the hours went by, turned into a duet full of affectionate words to one another? When a Cybertronian died for the first time, did his brothers sing for his memory, and to survive the sorrow as they had no tears to weep?

Mechanical voices crying out in raw emotion to let the world know they're there, only for others to answer. Languages and dialects no longer spoken, beautifully haunting melodies long forgotten. And as the time went on, the world started to get more and more quiet, before the old compositions finally gave way to the new ones. Perhaps the Titans who yet live still remember a few notes or words once sung.

All that's left of the beginnings now is a requiem doubling as an ode to hope.

Its words?

"'Til all are one."

#alright alright this turned from a headcanon to a story real quick #but i couldn't help myself #i value music as a form of expression quite a bit #and the idea of ancient forgotten music just GETS me okay #let the robots make art and tell us more about it #i would literally pay to have a mini-series dedicated to pre-war cybertron and its culture #transformers #transformers hc #transformers headcanon #maccadam #transformers analysis #kinda(?)

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lilyanacreates · 5 months

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Transformers HC:

in transformers rescue bots academy

(man that's a long name)

do you think ratchet made the cube game so bumblebee would have something to do during the war and then it just became a fun game that most of the kids would play including later on hot shot and his friends

#hcs #hc #tf hc #head canon #tf headcanons #headcanon #transformers headcanons #transformers hc #transformers #transformers idw #mtmte #tf mtmte #rescue bots #transformers rescue bots #transformers rescue bots academy #rescue bots academy #tfrb #tfrba

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magpiecrust · 2 years

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Cybertronian language hcs

Some of my ideas. I think their communication is a constant mix of vocal, sign, and body language at the same time.

Written language

Old Cybertronian was written in runes that were clawed or carved (handy before the invention of paints and brushes)

Modern and semi-modern Cybertronian can be painted with a brush, similiar to how Asian languages traditionally were (Transformers Prime episode "T.M.I" had Bulkhead paint sigils with a mop as a brush)

Cybertronian has alphabet like in cyrillic, as opposed to symbols being words like in japanese (makes more sense at least for modern Cybertronian as it's mostly typed on devices)

Vocalized language

Cybertronians all have some sort of engines, and aside from running their internal organs, the engine is also used for vocal communication

They can growl and purr like canines and felines, and might also be able to screech

Might also be able to make more mechanical noises, like whirring wheels and grinding gears?

Sign language/body language

I think most of them had four or five fingers, so humanlike sign language is possible. It's much more widespread among abled Cybertronians than sign language is among abled humans.

Wings, doorwings, and winglets are used to emote; for example they stand up, droop, flutter, and spread in threat display (there's one problem with this hc; many of them don't have any of these)

Finials express similiarly to cat and dog ears (again a problem with the hc; many Cybertronians do not have finials)

They also have more human-like body language signals because they're bipedal and have two arms and legs

#headcanons #headcanon #transformers headcanon #tf headcanon #transformers hc #tf hc #hcs #maccadam #cybertron #cybertronians #cybertronian culture #cybertronian language #cybertronian biology #original concept #propably #transformers worldbuilding #madge's

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realtsceline · 1 month

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Brazil, i am coming 🇧🇷 Looking for content creators in Rio De Janeiro that wants to collab, send me a dm! Or tag a brazilian creator you want to see me with 🫶🏻

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holographic-mars · 2 months

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Evil fucked up kitten

#I was on discord talking with mootie and I said I’d draw my hc for sojndwave face so BOOM #fucked up cat wasnt socialized properly as a kitten and now he’s EVIL #ravage is so proud #mars doodles #maccadam #transformers #maccadams #soundwave #transformers fanart #tf soundwave

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emberfriday · 5 months

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so I saw a video of rabbits stomping when they’re mad

Vos does the same thing fr

#ah my favorite hc with vent #transformers #idw #Kaon #Vos #djd

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bitchyearthquakechild · 28 days

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i wish tgirl bulge was real

#transgender #transgirl #transformers #transfem #transformation #trans woman #trans nsft #trans ftm #trans goddess #trans hc #trans feedee #trans girl #trans day of visibility

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allgloryprincess · 1 month

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wifetomegatron · 6 months

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i want to spoil megatron ( imagine, megatron / reader, first contact au)

My head is about to split open after my exam, but I can't stop thinking about what it would be like to spoil Megatron. To shower him with affection, gift him with luxury, and drape him in all the finest silks — mulberry and tussar, hand-picked and crafted from mollusks living in the deepest trenches of the Earth and worms hiding in the highest corners of the conifer forests. A part of him would be against it.

It was wrong. He refused for fear that such amenities were born out of inequality. You tell him that while such disparity exists in your world and that everyone should campaign against it and give relief when they can, you were not a billionaire controlling the flow of commerce, the railways, or the traffic in the air. And so letting himself indulge in a part of your world will not poison the soil or kill the trees. It won't send anyone into the hospital if you were to commission a sixty-foot-tall ergonomic chair made purely out of titanium metal for him to relax on while he reads. It would probably give the architect a headache, but it wasn't like you weren't paying them handsomely. (And any engineer or scientist would be thrilled to experiment, take a look at Brainstorm.)

Such symbiosis is one example of how there is a way for the finer things in life not to come at the expense of someone's pain.

It could just be the little pleasures in life.

Such as soaking for hours on end inside your bathtub. The hot, rose-infused water engulfs your body as you embrace one another. The mist rising off the water flushed your cheeks and soaked his cables — laughter echoing down the marble tiles. You had fallen asleep against him twice, and he was happy to hold you against his lap with a servo cradled across your chin to keep your head afloat.

It could also be sinking against the king mattress; his weight supported by the metal inserted in between the frames. Megatron thought it was excessive. The cost of fusing a recharging slab with all the soft padding must be expensive, and yet you had waved him off, beckoning him to lay down — and never before did he feel like staying in one spot forever. And never again did you hear him complain, content in stretching his arm out in the morning to pull you close to him, secure and pressed against his chassis as the sheets pile around like clouds. He didn't know such softness existed, and you pampered him with more — bits and pieces of comfort he doesn't feel deserving of.

As if he had invaded your castle, Megatron felt like an outsider to a life of feathers and flowers.

And yet you insisted. Comfort, safety, stability — these must all be so foreign and new and strange to him. Eons of working in the mines, of conflict and war. If anything, you feel a little lacking in your generosity. You always want to give the best for him. And so you never refuse your lover, even when he sheepishly asks whether you could get him a few physical copies of his latest binge.

He woke up to construction workers greeting him cheerfully, installing shelves and chandeliers in the library you had bought overnight for him. Megatron could only gawk by the stairs, speechless as you walked back and forth to oversee the truckloads of books in the mansion's driveway. Is this what you wanted? You asked innocently. And the ex-warlord had to curl his servos to fight back the urge to pick you up and smother you. No, he'll find a way to thank you later.

For now, Megatron is overwhelmed with your love and how it flows endlessly, almost heady at how his wishes are only a snap of fingers away with you as his lover. Forever will the guilt linger and consume him, but the shine of your smile always seems to chase their shadows away — brilliant like the set of pearls hanging off your ears.

( basically, if megatron has a rich human s/o lol )

#this is just a silly daydream please <3 #transformers #idw #maccadams #transformers x reader #tf mtmte #mtmte #lost light #imagine #transformers hc #megatron idw #megatron / reader #first contact au #megatron

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medicon · 1 year

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their favorite parts of humanity . . (autobots)

optimus loves the way humans can work together, the beauty in how groups of strangers can all be united under causes that they are passionate about.

although ratchet doesn't feel the most positively towards some aspects of humanity, he does admire their compassion and willingness to help others, even at the risk of their own lives.

if bumblebee had to choose a favorite part, he would probably say entertainment. he likes how humans can make almost anything exciting, and he also loves the scenery on long drives.

above all, bulkhead loves the friends and family he's made along the way. other than that, he has a big appreciation for media and music (mostly due to miko sharing it with him)

arcee, like optimus, admires the teamwork and bravery she's witnessed in humans. she finds it admirable how accepting humans are, even to bots like them.

you might have guessed this, but smokescreen's favorite aspects of Earth life and humanity is all the action & excitement that humans seem to enjoy. (he even learned what "cancel culture" was /hj)

i think it would be hard for wheeljack to pick a favorite part of humanity. he enjoys their determination, and he also likes some of human's inventions- even if cybertron is much more advanced.

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botmilf · 7 months

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Imagine Seekers wearing something like this on their wings ❤️❤️❤️

#Cybertronian fashion #Transformers hc

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inamagicalhallucination · 9 months

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fic where akutagawa gets invited for drinks w/ chuuya on a night he's planning on staying in with atsushi and spending some time together but no one knows that theyre dating so he panics and tells chuuya that he has to go to his cat

and chuuya is confused about akutagawa having a cat and a few drinks in he's like "i have to go pet that cat right now" so he shows up at akutagawa's place, a little tipsy, bouncing on his feet, excited as hell to see akutagawa's cat but there's no cat </3

#atsushi feels so bad when chuuya realizes and does a full body disappointed sigh that he fully transforms for him #bsd atsushi #atsushi nakajima #bungou stray dogs atsushi #bungo stray dogs #shin soukoku #bungou stray dogs #sskk #akutagawa x atsushi #atsuaku #chuuya hcs #chuuya headcanons #bsd chuuya #chuuya nakahara

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scaryspagettis · 2 months

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HAPPY VALENTINES DAYS TO STARSCREAM N BUMBLEBEE FROM TRANSFORMERS ☝️🤓

I still need to work on texture tho

#transformers #maccadam #bumblebee #starscream #starbee #Starscream x Bumblebee #idk how to tag this #fanart #idw bumblebee #AU #hc #valentines day

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