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ikkosu · 2 days

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ughgughgughhgjhh imagine having a married life with both drift and rodimus 😩😩 I love them sm your honor 😔

I love them too your honor!!

Ouhhh married life with driftrod 👀 so much delicious scenarious.

Theyre both very affectionate bots but only one of them seems to have any semblance of care for their poor humans's boundaries lmaoo (it's definitely not Rodimus). Hot samurai boyfriend!!! Aghhh.

Domestic au is eating me up rn. Imagine having a nice cottage in the country side, living with large ass robots that frequently travel on their spaceship. to battle aliens and the like, coming back home sometimes with missing limbs, chassis dented, and purple goo coating their entire paint job.

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A large explosion rattled the ground. The freshly washed plates you had just loaded in the rink clinked in tandem of the seismic movement and you rushed outside, panicking if another comet had crash landed on your cornfield—

But the sight of two bots, tall looking shadows, blue optics ablaze, halted your confusion.

"I had advised him it was inefficient to go for the more organic creatures." Drift began, wincing as he plucked out a tendril wedged between his chassis. "Obviously, he didn't listen."

"Great. Now, the blaming happens." Rodimus huffs and crossed his arms. The pungent smell of rotten meat purged your nostrils. You can only assume the thin sheen of green substance coating your lover was the source. "You weren't so prissy a second ago when I saved your aft from that monster, weren't you?"

"The explosion?!" You had threw up your arms. "Don't tell me you landed in the cornfields, again Rodimus or I swear to god i'll—"

"Worse, actually." Drift grins and jerks a digit behind but Rodimus interjects with a whine

"What? He's got like six more, I'm sure one loss wouldn't kill the guy."

"You crashed into his house?!"

#transformers #maccadam #transformers x reader #mtmte drift #mtmte rodimus #mtmte drift x reader #mtmte rodimus x reader #drift x reader #rodimus x reader #transformers idw #ikkoasks

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fiber-optic-alligator · 24 hours

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If I didn't try to escape, how/what would make Drift realize I'm sentient?

Uuuuuh probably the emotions he’d be able to feel through the connection the collar gives him. With time he’d realize that these emotions he’s getting from you are WAY more complex than those of a simple animal or a being with limited intelligence. Time would go on and he’d realize eventually. Either way it’s a punch to the gut revelation for him.

#gator answers #desperation vs domestication #drift x reader #first contact au #transformers g/t #transformers

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callsign-relic · 8 months

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This idea has been my brainrot for months! If you've ever been on reddit, or tiktok lately you might have seen a funny subreddit titled "humans are space orcs". Well I fell inlove with that headcannon, so I wanted to put in the request for poly ratchet and drift with a human reader, reader had stowawayed on the lostlight and was lucky enough that the ship was being supplied oxygen, with occasional stops giving the chance for reader to go out and grab some supplies.

Long story short reader ends up getting caught in the medbay, battered and bruised, and gets stuck in a staring contest with ratchet, who is bewildered.

(I also find the comparison of cybertronians being possible scared of humans, like a elephant is of mice)

And my first request after my little hiatus! I apologize for the wait :) This was a fun idea to work with! This description matched the First Contact AU pretty perfectly so this accidentally became a First Contact fic, sorry if that’s not what you were looking for HAHA. Still though, i hope you enjoy :)

Warnings: SFW, GN!Human!Reader, First Contact AU

“And how did you say you found this creature, again?”

“By sheer coincidence! I was gathering some extra supplies from the crates in the back of the medbay, only to push a box aside and find… this.”

You lay flat against your elbows in the palm of a bright red servo, eyes darting frantically between the two titans above you as they conversed in an exchange of vowels and consonants you couldn’t comprehend. The two aliens were similar in color, yet couldn’t look more different— as if they were opposites, yet complemented one another all the same.

The bot that held you was square in his frame, his default expression a discontented scowl. From the platform of his palm, you could see the aged paint of his plating, full of dents and scratches galore. On the hand beneath you, specifically, you could see the chips of paint around each of his joints. Near-imperceptible to a being of his scale, certainly, but you could see the little splotches of blue peeking out from constant use.

The mech beside him was a completely different story, however. Rather than the square, boxy shape of his companion— this one was decorated with sharp angles. His color palette was like the other’s but reversed, more white with accents of bright red. Despite his triangular appearance, he gazed at you in Ratchet’s palm curiously— while Ratchet appeared more skeptical than anything.

“Have you ever seen a being such as this?” Wondered Drift aloud.

“Not in my years, no,” Ratchet replies with a shake of his head.

Wordlessly, Drift offers up both of his hands cupped before you. You pull back, head flicking between Drift’s face and his offered hands, grimacing.

Despite the language barrier, you know the sound of a scoff when you hear it, and as it echoes out from above you you can feel the platform of Ratchet’s palm start to tilt out from beneath you. You can do little to grab on— the ridges of his joints weren’t wide enough for you to cling to, so you succumb to your fate and tumble down into the samurai’s awaiting servos.

“Ratchet!” Drift scolds, “You could’ve handled them a little nicer.”

“C’mon, I wasn’t going to wait all day for it to hop off,” the medic grumbles. “Plus, it’s an organic. The texture was… off-putting.”

As if to prove his hypothesis, Ratchet reaches out a large digit and pokes at your stomach. In your injured state, you let out a wheeze, and Drift is quick to pull his hands closer towards him and away from his conjux.

“Did you hear that?” He asks, not really expecting an answer. “They almost sounded injured, poor thing.”

“Can I take a look?” Ratchet hums, and the white mech stares at him suspiciously for a moment. The older bot lets out another scoff, “I won’t handle them roughly, I promise.”

Satisfied, Drift nods, and slowly lowers his hands from his chassis to present you forwards. You were holding your stomach now, curled inwards in a fetal position, but even so, one could easily tell you were covered in marks and bruises all over your little form.

Again, Ratchet hums. “Let’s take them to the main medbay, see if our scanners can pick up anything.” As the medic concedes, a smile spreads wide across Drift’s faceplate, and Ratchet has to stuff down the urge to grin himself at seeing him so excited. He occupies himself by starting towards the main scanner, activating it and preparing any systems they may have needed. “With any luck, we can figure out just what this creature is.”

Drift starts to make his way over to the scanner as well, cradling you gently between his two hands. He lifts you up to his face, and though you scoot back up away from it, something about his innocent smile seems… endearing, to you.

“Hear that, little one? We’re going to get you all fixed up in no time.”

#relic writes #Transformers #reader insert #Transformers x reader #mtmte Ratchet #MTMTE Ratchet x reader #ratchet x reader #MTMTE drift #Transformers drift #drift x reader #mtmte #more than meets the eye #MTMTE x reader #Transformers mtmte #lost light #Transformers lost light #lost light x reader #maccadam #maccadams

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onlyyvette · 3 months

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TF Titty Headcanons Pt. 1

❏* — warnings — sub/bottom characters(autobots) + dom/top reader + robo titties(duh) + nipple piercings + lactation + breastfeeding kink + rough sex + degradation + praise + breeding kink + heat cycles + i love giving them sappy nicknames + prowl needs his own warning

❏* — a/n — if I have to be plagued with horny thoughts then you guys will suffer too

also, I'm willing to take more requests on which characters(especially decepticons) I should do for part 2 ^-^

➾ AUTOBOTS

✦ Optimus - As the leader of the autobots and one of the last living Primes, it shouldn't come as any surprise that Optimus is well-endowed. His tits are large and bouncy— they defy gravity in every sexy way possible. The Prime's chest is a white-ish color, plush and pillowy, a perfect to touch and perfect to cuddle. Before becoming a Prime, his boobs were already big but now, they produce mineral-rich energon. He sometimes finds himself upgrading his chassis armor because his tits often press up on his windshields, sometimes popping his chassis armor. On rare occasions, he might even be lactating— It's very distracting, and he always gives embarrassed yet wholehearted apologies whenever his fellow autobots are met(blessed) with the sight. It might even happen that one of the decepticons he meets on the battlefield start tripping over themselves as they gawk at his chest. Optimus lets out low, silky moans whenever his tits are fondled, his audials twitching with sensitivity. He's very open about his tits. He has no problem with his berth partners wanting to grope them, even suckle on them. If his partner wanted to, he would absolutely let them lay him out on his spinal strut just to fondle and suck on his nozzles, drawing out any energon they can find. It's a bit embarrassing for Optimus to admit, but it's not too hard for him to overload just from having his refineries played with. All Optimus needs is the feeling of having servos grabbing his plush chest and constantly rubbing his nozzles, maybe even his partner clamping their dentae down hard on his nozzle for him to let out undignified sounds and squirting all over himself. As much as Optimus enjoys having warm servos massage his tits with care, his moans go up a pitch when his tits are bruised and left with marks from sharp dentae. Whether his partner apologizes for their rough treatment or not, they definitely knew that the Prime got a little wetter from it.

✦ Ratchet - Ratchet has huge tits and I will die on that hill. No doubt about it. Ratty's tits are a dark gray, matching his faceplate. They're big and hefty, hard for a mech of even his size to cup them fully into their hands. While he would rather die than admit it, he definitely loves to have his tits played with. As a medic, Ratty's boobs produce much more energon than your regular cybertronian, which causes him to need to milk them often. Whenever he starts producing extra energon, it's always a pain to deal with because it leaves his poor tits swollen, nearly pressing up against his windshield, and so sensitive when he ends up leaking energon. It's so hard for him to milk his tits on his own so whenever he's at his most frustrated and sensitive state, he has to begrudgingly go to another trusted mech for help. Even though he insists on it being strictly professional, his cute whimpers and the dark blush on his face always betrays his neediness. During the war, Ratty was definitely known for not only being the best medic Cybertron has seen, but the medic with tits that make the sweetest tasting energon. Whenever he's treating his patients, almost all of them ask if he could provide some energon for them with his generous breasts. Even though they try their best to be subtle about it(except for the most shameless mechs), Ratchet always knows their reasons, but he'll still provide it anyway because it's in his nature to help others. He just has to make sure not to get release his panel and reveal his already drooling valve during the feeding, which is going to be really tough for him.

✦ Drift/Deadlock - Drift's tits aren't the biggest but not the smallest(definitely bigger than Rodimus' though) , but there's still nothing about them that you can't love. His protoform there is a darker color just like his faceplate, and sometimes flushes a cute pinkish color. Drifty has very sensitive tits and will let out a little squeal if they're groped too roughly. He's not too keen on showing his chest to anybot, especially when he still went by Deadlock, due to his more private nature. But when he has a partner to show them off, they are one lucky mech. Whenever someone is mindful with how they treat Drifty's tits, massaging them softly, rubbing their digits over his nozzles with practiced care, he absolutely melts in pleasure. He lets out small eeks of pleasure while his finials twitch in response to the stimulation, his frame shivering like a turbo-rabbit . His whines and slight pouts are so attractive whenever his tits are played with. Drifty tries so hard to seem like he's unaffected but it's so hard for him to do when both his faceplate and his tits are both flushed pink with energon. When he was known as Deadlock, even in bed, he would be known for being feisty and a little too eager to bite. But the moment servos are on his tits and slowly groping them, he gives up all resistance and tries his best to stop the little moans threatening to come out from his vocalizer. He'll still have a look that screams "make fun of me about this and the last thing you'll see will be my gun" but it'll be softened by his half-shuttered optics and and his breathy whines tumbling from his intake.

✦ Rodimus - definitely has small tits. And he is proud of them!!! He loves to show off his tits to his partners in berth and has possibly opened up his chestplate to show them off to any crewmates that flatter him enough more than once, maybe even let them cop a feel. His boobs are a white color similar to his faceplate. He has very perky nozzles and he will whimper when they're tugged on. Even though his tits are smaller than the average cybertronian's, they're still just so adorable, especially with the way his nozzles slightly flush blue when he's aroused. Roddy knows that people are into his tits and he uses it to his advantage. Whenever Magnus is boring him to death with reports on ship maintenance or whatever, he shoves the datapad or anything that Magnus is holding in his servos, brings the huge mech's helm down to his level, and pushes his tits into Magnus' face with a cute little "ta-da!". There isn't much to push into the big mech's face but nonetheless, it's effective. He would giggle a bit and ask Mags if he liked his tits and Rodimus is left with a short-circuiting Ultra Magnus to explain to everyone. He's tried that move on Megatron too, but it's sadly not as effective on him, though the ex-warlord definitely does enjoy the view.

✦ Prowl - This praxian definitely has huge tits-- that's what his bumper is for. Now his bumper is great and Prowl definitely carries it with pride, but his titties are the real star of the show. His protoform are a dark gray compared to his faceplate. Unlike most mechs, Prowler has custom nozzle piercings: a pair of gold piercings(they cost him a mean amount of credits) and a pair of silver hoops. He switches between pairs each day. They're so big that he sometimes has a bit of trouble transforming his bumper over them. He loves to tug on them while he fingers himself silly because the pain is so delicious that even a few tugs can get his pathetic spike overloading and his messy valve squirting. While Prowler berths very few partners, he loves to get his tits fucked by a spike big enough to reach past his cleavage and into his open mouth. Whenever his partner tugs on his nozzle piercings while fucking his tits and hisses out some degrading words, Prowl's vocalizer lets out a whoreish squeal-- he probably overloaded right then and there. Prowl for sure loves his titties. He may not be on Starscream's level of narcissism(no one can reach his level), but he sometimes like to check himself out in a mirror or camera to admire his busty chest, groping himself and gently tugging on his piercings as he begins to pant and his fans click on. It's at times like this that he often dreams about being subjected to obscenely kinky scenarios: his tits being bitten down on harshly as he's forced to continue riding his partner's monstrous length, his partner hooking up pumps to his nozzles to activate his energon lactation and leave him hooked up with multiple vibrators stuffed up his valve and aft and left overloading silly for hours, or being left in a dirty alley during his heat cycle, all his panels open while he drips energon from his tits and his pussy leaks lubricant all over the ground as he's left in a spike-hungry state, just about willing to let anyone fuck him as long as they'll ruin his pussy and fill his gestation tank with transfluid.

#vetty's works. ✿#vetty's thirsts. ✿#dom reader #top reader #transformers #transformers x reader #valveplug #maccadam #optimus prime #optimus prime x reader #transformers ratchet #ratchet x reader #transformers drift #drift x reader #rodimus #rodimus x reader #transformers prowl #prowl x reader

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whitelionspirit · 9 months

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A few weeks after Drift is banished from the lost light.

Ratchet: You are moping again….

Y/N: I just…miss him.

Ratchet: As do I.

Y/N: *you sigh pulling out the case Drift had left for you before leaving.*

Ratchet: *Peaks over at you as you open the case of human sized Cybertronian medical tools.*

Ratchet: Where did you get that?

Y/N: Oh Drift left it for me as a parting gift I guess plus a letter.

Ratchet: *Tenses* He what?!

You who is unfamiliar in some Cybertronian customs had unknowingly received a first action in a conjunx ritus. Ratchet was going to kill him if he ever saw him again.

Many months later Ratchet did indeed hit Drift upon seeing him again.

#transformers x reader #lost light medic! reader #drift x reader #ratchet x reader #you may get married to Ratchet first but he isn’t the first bot to offer up his love for you ;)#polydratch/rod!xreader

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ppnuggie · 4 months

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　　　　　　MTMTE x gn reader

　　　　『　rodimus ,, ultra magnus ,, chromedome ,, rewind ,, megatron ,, whirl ,, tailgate ,, swerve ,, cyclonus ,, first aid ,, ratchet ,, drift ,, gender neutral reader 』

　　-> christmas on the lost light

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack

　　— sorry i havent been uploading as much 😭💔 ive been busy with work and school ,, but im on christmas break so hopefully ill be able to get through the few requests i have sitting in my inbox rn and reopen requests :(( ima try to start uploading more now as much as i can ❤️ heres a little something for christmas though ! hope you all enjoy christmas this year <3

• it was natural for the bots aboard to be interested in human customs ,, having lived in a war most their life . death and violence were something they were quite used to experiencing ,, never really having the time to experience anything outside of the horrors of war itself .

• swerve was one of the few main bots that pestered you often about human holidays . cybertronians didn't celebrate much ,, unless they were a group of autobots who just gave some decepticons a what-for .

• then again ,, swerve usually asked many questions regarding things on earth and what humans do . sometimes you humored him ,, sometimes you told little lies ,, like if you clapped three times in a mall it would be a sign that a tiger was loose . it was quite fun to put silly nonsense in that processor of his at times .

• though when it came to christmas he would not leave you alone . whether you celebrated it or not ,, you still explained the custom in general to him . how old saint nicholas would mosey on down the chimney ,, eat the cookies and drink the milk left out for him ,, and leave presents under the tree lit well and adorned with ornaments .

• you even pulled up the santa tracker for swerve ,, showing him where santa would go and be ,, how on christmas eve he would be flying around with his reindeer and leave presents

• hearing all of this intrigued chromedome and rewind ,, as well as tailgate and whirl . cyclonus didn't understand the hype and belief of having an old random man leave gifts in your house and eat your food even if left out specifically him . tailgate was thrilled though ,, a funny little old man leaving him gifts seemed so heavenly to him . chromedome and rewind ,, however ,, had different opinions . rewind was interested in this human holiday ,, whilst chromedome shared the same opinion as cyclonus . how were you sure this 'santa' guy wasnt gonna rob you ? and when you were sleeping nonetheless .

• rodimus already knew of this tradition ,, as did ratchet and ultra magnus . rodimus was quite ecstatic at the idea of having a christmas party ,, watching christmas movies and sipping on energon . maybe he could even have you sit on his lap ,, all cozy in those soft blankets and sippin on your own mug of hot chocolate .

• ratchet couldnt care less ,, grumbling something about how 'you humans and your holidays and customs' . though he definitely didnt deny the offer of going to this christmas party ,, it was nice to spend some time that didn't involve life threatening situations for once .

• ultra magnus ,, on the other hand ,, was quite picky about how the christmas party should be set up . he even tried to ban home alone ,, saying he didnt want rodimus to get any ideas from the traps in the movie . the last thing he needed was to end up in one the next day . though ,, the many outweigh the few ,, and so home alone was allowed in the movie marathon .

• now when you told him about the grinch ,, he wasnt sure if you were mocking him by saying it was an actual movie or if he should be concerned for what this dr.seuss guy was drawing . i mean ,, have you seen how hairy the grinch is ? or how the whos in whoville are shaped ? pointy noses and all ,, it was quite new to magnus .

• megatron ,, who overheard everything ,, already knew he wasnt going to be wanted at the party . it made sense ,, his past and everything he's done to earth and its people . though when you asked him to come ,, that you personally wanted him there ,, he swore he felt his spark stop for a second . he only gave a nod ,, whilst ravage bickered to him that night in his habsuite .

• whirl ,, to say the least ,, was prepared to fight santa . he was watching the santa tracker ,, waiting for the jolly fellow to pop up so whirl could fly down and bring out the big guns ( that brainstorm recently made ,, not yet tested out or put through a test trial so lord knows what may go wrong) . magnus almost had to throw him in the brig if he couldnt contain his sudden rage and fury for the old man .

• first aid was somewhat interested ,, never having celebrated a holiday before . it would be nice ,, getting together and doing nothing but watching movies all day . he hadnt seen movies from earth that much either ,, besides a few fast n furious ones here and there . needless to say ,, he was somewhat concerned for humans need to trash cars . he cringed a little on the inside ,, watching those perfectly good cars blow up . it was like a horror movie but for cybertronians .

• during the movie marathon ,, whirl tried to sneak violent night and black christmas in ,, saying they were also christmas movies and that they should watch them . magnus ended up throwing them out ,, saying no one really felt like seeing dying people during this one time of peace .

• drift enjoyed the nightmare before christmas ,, the claymation alone was enough to captivate him . then the designs of the characters ,, the music and songs ,, even jack's childlike wonder for christmas matched his own (in a few ways) . during that movie you sat with him ,, sharing a few facts about the movie itself . how long it took to make and how hard it is to do claymation movies .

• during the polar express you stayed with rewind and chromedome ,, snuggling in between the two and sippin on your hot chocolate . rewind enjoyed watching the train on the ice whilst chromedome puffed about how he coulda easily done that himself and saved everyone . you only rolled your eyes ,, muttering out a sure as you fought back a smile .

• during a break in between the movies you noticed megatron ,, standing awkwardly in the corner with his own cube of fools energon in servo . you smiled at the bot ,, walking up to him and having a small conversation with him . you didnt honestly think he’d show up ,, but youre glad he did . he let you sit with him during one of the movies ,, bonding well with the giant bot .

• he was quite warm ,, heat coming from off his body as you huddled close to him . he tucked his servo around you ,, worried you may fall off . for a few moments during the movie you swore you saw him smile at some of the corniest parts ,, or chuckle softly at some of the dumbest jokes .

• you took turns ,, switching between bots during different movies . you would sit in their laps ,, explain little things you liked about the movie playing and share a few things of your own childhood during this time of the year .

• it was nice ,, to say the least . having time to the bots ,, doing things that reminded you of home . it wasnt the same ,, but it was the thought that counted . spending time with them peacefully was more than enough for you ,, and definitely more than you could ask for this christmas .

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alienroboticwritings · 2 months

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Giving “Body jobs” to the Bayverse Bots

A/n: MINORS FUCK OFF. Also I want to apologize for how long this took to come out, I know it’s been forever and a day. BUT I AM BACK!!

Contains: Drift, Crosshairs, Lockdown

Warnings: NSFW under cut, sexual themes, size difference, human reader, female reader, foul language?, typos probably

Summary: a body job, is using your body to pleasure your boyfriend MASSIVE spike. Since uhhh size issues. These are their reactions to it.

Part one

Drift

The former decepticon let out a deep growl, his grip crushing the roof of the broken down car he held onto. Optics squeezed shut as you pleasured him, slowly grinding and rolling your hips into his shaft. When you said you planned a “punishment” for him since he yelled at you, he didn’t expect this. Constant grinding and teasing to his desperate spike, edging him closer and closer to his climax only to stop. Throwing his head back, optics opened as he gazed into the sky. A desperate groan escaped him, only to be met with your beautiful but evil giggles.

“You are cruel my flower.”

Drift said in a hoarse voice, finally looking down to you. Your legs shaking as you got yourself off on him, hair a mess, and your sweaty body warm against his cold metal. Beautiful, he loved seeing you like this. You only laughed again, tilting your head back to meet his gaze. E/C eyes locking into his blue ones, a proud smirk on your face. A shudder escaping the samurai, lips parting as he tilted his head. Never once did you doubt his love for you, not with the way he looked at you. No matter his anger issues or snapping at you, he always found some way to make it up to you. So you could remember he still loved and appreciated you. He apologized many times, reciting poetry he created for you but you were determined to get the point across this way.

“You brought this upon yourself.~”

You teased. Turning your attention back to his spike, you laid across it feet pressed against his lower platting. A shaky breath escaped Drift, watching as you as you slowly began to drag your body along his erected sex. Your ass jiggled perfectly as you pushed yourself up and down, sometimes stopping to give a sloppy, wet kiss to his tip. Earning cusses from your lover, desperately bucking his hips. As much as he wanted to overload, he now really wanted to returned the teasing to you… and he would, soon enough.

Crosshairs

Crosshairs was actually the one who suggested this and man was he grateful he did, watching your body jiggle and shake as you glide across his metal shaft. Cocky grunts escaped him as he shamelessly bucked his hips up, not really making the ride easier, which he knew. He would give up everything to watch you like this forever, an intoxicating sight. Eyes screwed shut as you desperately gasped for air, enjoying every second of this. Arms wrapped tightly around his spike, crouching down only to stand back up, body pressed firmly against him.

His warm spike twitched, some lubricants slowly trialing down his large length landing in your hair and on your arms, you were completely coated and this wasn’t even his overload. You pulled away for a moment, looking at the color liquid that covered you. A raspy chuckle escaping the paratrooper, as his blue optics trailing over you. Stopping linger on your ass before looking back to your messy hair, you would definitely need a shower after this.

“You look amazing like that, all covered in my lubricants.”

Crosshairs teased, his cockney accent growing thicker then normal. Scoffing softly, you turned to look over your shoulder at him. Playfulness in your eyes, as you slowly dragged your hand up to the under side of his tip. You knew he was extra sensitive there, so naturally that’s where you teased him. His body shuddered, inhaling quickly as his metal lips formed and ‘O’. Slowly stroking up and down, turning back to lick and kiss his shaft. Your free hand coming down between your legs, playing with your pussy the way he knew he touched you. Another desperate, strained sound escaped the green Autobot as you smirked to yourself.

“You going to behave now?”

Lockdown

A deep chuckle rumbled in your ears, warm metal digits gently clasped around your body, pulling you back to reality. Opening your eyes as you felt Lockdown’s hand guide your fleshy body up and down his twitching spike, as it radiated a warm pulse sensation beneath you. Pitiful gasps and whines escape you as a little drool spills past your lips into the tip of a metal cock, much to his amusement. You felt his thumb rub along your side before, rubbing your curvy ass.

“Having trouble focusing my little human?”

Lockdown mused with a wicked smirk, watching your already warm voice grow more red from his tease. You were the one who wanted this, shyly asking for access to his spike. Only for him to take control within a few seconds, then order you to try yourself and then take back over. You were completely cock-drunk, your own wetness leaking onto his shaft and being spread along thanks the movements of your body.

“Use that tongue of yours princess.”

The alien bounty hunter groaned out, his voice slightly deeper and more raspy. Lockdown’s head rolled back, green optics closing as he used your human body to get himself off. Obediently you stuck your tongue out, licking and twirling around his large tip. Only for you to be pulled away and dragging your the wet muscle down the hot, metal length. Strained growled echoed the walls of cockpit of the ship, his hand digging into the armrest of the chair.

As you gazed out the window of Lockdown’s ship, you swore you could see stars in the middle of the day, and you knew this was only the beginning.

#bayverse drift x reader #drift x reader #bayverse transformers #bayverse crosshairs #bayverse crosshairs x reader #aoe transformers #tlk transformers #bayverse lockdown #bayverse lockdown x reader #crosshairs x reader #transformers x reader #bayverse transformers x reader

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yandere-wishes · 3 months

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When you're studying robotics and you feel burned out and depressed... but you're also a HUGE transformers fan

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lost-light-incorrect-quotes · 9 months

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Drift : I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives

Y/n : I wake up at 4:30 AM every day

Drift : I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives

#maccadam #transformers #idw #transformers idw #mtmte #transformers more than meets the eye #transformers mtmte #transformers lost light #incorrect quotes #lost light #mtmte x reader #transformers x reader #drift x reader #drift

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suliliyu · 5 months

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：3

#transformers x reader #starscream x reader #rodimus x reader #drift x reader

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starliights-shining · 6 months

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Hey, It's Halloween. So here's a NSFW(almost idk) Halloween thingy.

Matching Halloween costumes with yor Cybertronian bf/gf, begging them to just wear devil horns while you dress like an angle. Your on your hands and knees now, hands clasped together, puppy dog eyes looking put at them. A little please leaving your lips. They take in the sight, enjoiyng you on your hands and knees, begging for them yo put on a simple headband with red fabric covering it and stuffed horns. They want to, taking everything in their power not to just agree and put the stupid headband on, but they don't. Why not get something out of this. Why waste having you on your hands and knees all dressed up like Primus' favorite angle.

A evil smirk coming across their face plating as they look down at you, a servo coming to caress your head. Your such a sweet angle, but they can't say yes unless they get something in return, a true devil. You promise you'll do anything for them to wear the matching fucking headband, scooting close to their pedes. Your hands coming to place on their knees, you were already perfectly placed for it.

Their spike came into view, a servo wrapped nicely around it, giving generous pumps. "Oh come one Angel, You promised anything for me to put this little headband on." Their free servo picking up the red headband and putting it on. That same evil smirk never leaving their face plating as they spoke. "Now, get to work."

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nyan-toaster · 1 month

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guys one of my other favorite writers called Montyuh deleted their tumblr a month ago I think, and still had their ao3 up but I just found out they deleted it. I’m so sad and just, why do people keep deleting their works and accounts. If anyone has any of their works downloaded pls let me know I’d love to have anything. Thanks

#yandere transformers #transformers x reader #transformers #comfort fic #drift x reader #rodimus x reader #megatron x reader #Just really sad rn #First potatooftheland #Now montyuh

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fiber-optic-alligator · 2 days

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How traumatized was the human in Desperation Vs Domestication when they were nommed for the very first time?

Oh, SO traumatized. A little hint of backstory for you, but when they were with the Decepticons who first took them from Earth, this sort of thing never happened. The Decepticons were never interested in tasting them, just keeping them as a pet because duh, humans look cute. I’d like to think that the idea of eating humans is relatively new, and it’s something that’s started purely within the Autobot ranks-kind of ironic for the heroes to come up with the idea, isn’t it? And though Drift has never meant the human any harm, I can assure you that the first time he ever swallowed them down was a terrible experience for both of them. It ended with the human screaming and sobbing their head off and Drift being panicked because he has no clue what’s going on to make the human this scared. He’s just trying to show them that he’s safe! His tank would never hurt them! But obviously the poor human doesn’t know that.

It got better as time went on as the human came to realize Drift’s intentions, but it was a very rocky beginning.

#gator answers #desperation vs domestication #drift x reader #first contact au #transformers g/t #transformers #soft vore #safe vore #sfw vore

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callsign-relic · 20 days

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HI RELIC I’M GLAD YOU’RE BACK!!!!

If requests are open, might I suggest a sequel to the first contact Shockwave fic or the ‘Drift and Ratchet find an injured human’ fic?

Alternatively, if you’re feeling it, a sfw tasty AU Rodimus fic in which he finds a human hiding in the walls or wherever, takes them, and keeps it a secret from everyone else?

Thank you Tripleglitch!!! You’re my first request after literal months, and I’m happy to have written this for you :) For this request I’ve decided to make a sequel to the first contact Drift and Ratchet fic, which you can find here!

Warnings: SFW, GN!Human!Reader, First Contact AU

The next few moments passed by like a blur to your weary head. You weren’t sure if your lack of vision was from your pounding headache, or from how the giant white mech held you cupped against his chest. The beat of his heart (or whatever his equivalent to a heart was) thudded against you in a gentle rhythm— it seemed to be the only thing keeping you aware enough from passing out entirely.

The only place you could look was up, and all you were met with was the chin of the titan who held you. Occasionally, he would glance down at you with furrowed brows, cooing at you softly in alien tones, but you tore your head away before you could lock eyes. The white mech was kinder than the red one who held you before, sure, but you still felt a pit in your stomach form each time you looked into his piercing blue eyes.

There’s a sound of shifting metal, and suddenly you’re squinting from the intruding light. No longer are you wrapped in the radiating warmth of Drift’s big servos, but you’re placed down onto a cool, stainless steel rolling desk. You fold your legs underneath you and rub at your arms at the sudden drop in temperature, sucking in air through your teeth with each touch to your bruised skin.

Above you, Drift watches. You try not to look.

“Poor thing must be freezing,” Drift’s dermas pout to the side.

“Really?” Ratchet asks, too busy pressing buttons and configuring settings on a scanning machine to look for himself. “How can you tell?”

“It’s shivering,” the samurai gestures a hand towards you, causing you to flinch back, but the mech hardly notices as he addresses the CMO. “Maybe it’s trying to warm itself up.”

“It would make sense,” Ratchet hums from behind the console. “Some organics, the energon that runs through them— it flows at a temperature warm enough that keeps their whole frames warm. If they’re in cold enough conditions, that natural warmth from inside them isn’t enough to keep them warm.”

Drift lets out a small gasp at that. “Then we should hurry! We don’t want it freezing to death.” The samurai hurries to Ratchet’s side, examining the screen the medic was working on. Ratchet lifts his arms at Drift’s sudden intrusion, staring at him bewilderedly— but Drift’s too focused on the console to notice. “Is the scanner ready yet??”

“It would be if you didn’t butt in the way—“ The medic shoves his white plated partner to the side— not very roughly, but still enough to get him out of the way. With a last few swipes to the screen, the scanning machine hums to life. You jump back at the sudden noise, scrambling as far back as you can from the alien mechanism.

Drift notices, moving away from behind the scanner to reach a servo out behind you— prepared to catch you if you happened to make a fall off of the rolling table. But thankfully, you stop just a few relative feet away from the edge. Still, you don’t budge.

“Come on, little one, it’s alright,” Drift urges sweetly, slowly bringing one of his hands up from behind you to push you forwards. You gasp at the sudden contact, a scream tearing through your throat as you push back against the massive hand. You may have been injured, sure, but there was no way you were going to let two gigantic aliens push you into a machine that you had no idea of it what it could do. For all you knew, you were being ferried into your death.

“What’s the matter?” Ratchet asks, peeking his helm out from behind the screen. “Just get it in there, already.”

“I’m trying,” Drift insists, “but it’s fighting back. It doesn’t want to go inside.”

“What does it matter how it’s reacting? Just get it in and it’ll see for itself that it’s fine.”

“Ratchet, we’re trying to gain its trust! Forcing it to do something it doesn’t want to do, safe or not, isn’t the way to do that.”

As the two titans debated above you, the samurai’s white servo inched you ever closer into the machine. You try pushing back, but all of your weight combined isn’t enough to even budge the force of the mech’s hand. The eerie blue glow of the machine rapidly approaching, you close your eyes as you’re pushed inside, bracing for impact.

“Oh,” Drift realizes, pulling his hand away. “They’re inside.”

Blue light washes over you once, then twice, then a third time. Agonizingly slow, with a low, droning hum— you close your eyes, expecting the worst. Only, after those few swipes of the machine’s light… nothing happens. You dare to crack open an eye, and are only met with the lights of the medbay.

“Well, Ratchet? What does it say?” Drift comes to Ratchet’s side once more, optics scanning the scanner’s screen impatiently.

“Just give it a second, there are countless organic species this thing could be, after all.” Ratchet steps to the side a bit, allowing the samurai more space to stand. Or, more accurately, allowing the medic more room for himself to breathe. After a few moments, awaiting in bated breath, the scanner chirps out a beep. The results had come in.

Ratchet leans in, studying the text as it all pours in. “‘Species: human’… ‘planet of origin: earth’… hm, and just how far is that from Cybertr— WHAT?!” The medic’s jaw drops as the scanner answers the question for him— thousands upon thousands of lightyears.

“That far…?” Drift repeats Ratchet’s sentiment, he could hardly believe it himself.

“Then how could it ended up on the ship??” Ratchet continues, looking to you, hugging your knees on the steel table. “I doubt we could have picked it up before our initial launch, but on all the planets we’ve visited this far, I don’t recall seeing any humans…”

“How hardly matters anymore, doc,” Drift replies, stepping out from behind the scanner to approach you once more. You look up at the massive white mech, hesitant still. The samurai gazes down at you with soft optics and furrowed brows, but tries to offer you a little smile all the same. “We have to return it home. The poor thing must be terrified, so far away from its home.”

Ratchet grunts, “Well, I suppose that’s one thing we can agree on. But I’m not certain the other two captains want to change trajectory all for a single human.” Raising a servo to his temple as he steps forward too, the red bot huffs out a small sigh. “We’d go way off course, we’d get further behind on our mission than we already are.”

As Ratchet spoke, Drift lowered his hands down— not grabbing you, only offering them down for you to inspect. Your gaze flicks between Drift’s hands and his face, as if you were waiting for him to jump out at you any moment. But he doesn’t. The spectralist simply waits, watching your every move with patience. Maybe he wanted you to climb on of your own accord, this time?

Despite how every instinct in your body told you no, you swallowed it all down and moved forward anyway. You raise one of your feet, placing it down onto the platform of Drift’s hand. Then you did the same with your other foot. All the way until you were centered in the mech’s palm. Above you, Drift smiles, bringing his other hand beside you to give you a wider platform.

“Well, we’ll just have to try,” Drift declares. Slowly, he starts to raise you up towards his chest, to where Ratchet leans in a little to get a better look at you as well. You back away from the red mech— with how roughly he handled you, you still weren’t sure if you could trust him. “I’m a captain on the ship too, you know. I’m certain Rodimus and Megatron would at least be willing to hear me out.”

Ratchet responds with an unsure hum, focusing his optics down on the little creature Drift carried within his servos. Your eyes widen at the sudden attention, and you quickly turn your head, hoping the medic takes the hint and pulls away his burning gaze. “If they say no, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Drift snorts, “C’mon, doc, who do you take me for? Besides,” and his free servo is raising up again, this time extending a single digit to you. You lean away, staring at it cautiously. You weren’t sure what this meant… but if offering your finger meant the same thing as it did on earth, then, you might as well be polite to the alien who was kindest to you. Tentatively, you place your comparatively tiny hands atop the top of the offered digit, shaking it a little. Drift beams. “We’ll take care of it as long as it’s on the ship.”

“Wha— what do you mean, ‘we’?!” Ratchet leans back, incredulous. But when Drift doesn’t reply, his attention solely focused on you in his hand, the medic’s dermas straighten out to a thin line. “Ugh… you’re killin’ me, kid. Fine. We’ll both watch it.”

Finally, Drift turns his helm, ecstatic. “Really?! Oh, thank you, doc!”

“Yeah, yeah, only cause I wouldn’t trust this thing under anyone else’s watch.” As Drift coos at you, excited to be able to keep you safe, Ratchet’s own gaze flits lazily to you. You notice, looking back up at him, and trying not to squirm away. The medic only sighs, offering you a slight, albeit tired, smile.

“Looks like you’re stuck with us for now, little one.”

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