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mariacrow · 8 months

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hello my fellow ratchet apologist!! love your works! 🫶🏼🫶🏼

do you think you could write some sweet and cute sleeping hcs with Ratchet? I just wanna lay on him or him lay on me <3

(ps. this is ur opportunity to write those snoring hcs too 🤭)

thank you for your love on my works too! have a great day/night <3

ROOOOSE I was bouncing off DA WALLS when I saw ur request (it’s not like I immediately started bombing you with love in ur dms nope not at all- me? Naaah never)

THANK U SO MUCH AGAIN AGH!!! 🧡 One grumpy doc hc coming up fresh out da oven! 🚑 hope u like it, love ya 🧡

GRUMPY DOC LOVERS UNITE! 🚑🧡

ʚ Ratchet x reader ɞ

ﾟ｡ ⋆ ☁︎｡ ☽ sleeping headcanons ☾ ﾟ｡ ⋆ ☁︎｡

2nd person

female reader

WARNING: SNORING GRUMPY DOC!

Does he look like he needs sleep?? HE NEEDS ANSWERS!!!

Kidding. He definitely needs stasis. ASAP.

It would be hard to drag him away from work, you'd have to be stubborn to the point you annoy his way to bed

Later you'd realize puppy eyes and a pretty please also works on him which would make his cheek plates go slightly blue

He loves to have you next to him or on top of him, either way nicely tucked in, wrapped in a little blanket burrito because he can't risk you getting cold

His servos... oh his beautiful gentle servos... He'd play with your hair or rub your back to soothe you. He wouldn't speak much but here and there you might hear his handsome voice through a romantic whisper saying:

Ratchet: are you comfortable enough?

Ratchet: my sleeping beauty...

Did he do research on Disney princesses to find a proper nickname for you because you're his princess? Perhaps.

He would always watch over you before you fall asleep. Even when you do, he'd stay up a bit longer, listen to your peaceful breathing and focus on your calm heartbeat while dozens of thoughts would be running through his mind, keeping a tiny smile on his face

He always keeps one of his servos around you no matter what

He's a light sleeper so he'd hear every little shuffle you make and slightly open his optic to check on you. If your blanket has slid off of you, he'd gently tuck you back in every time and plant a soft kiss on your temple

If he really overworks himself (and I'm talking 3 days without stasis) a bomb could barely wake him up. If he ends up on his back, he snores, like, real loud. It would definitely wake you up and you'd be greeted by a funny sight of your old grumpy doc with an open mouth, shaking the whole base with his snoring

Considering you wouldn't be able to go back to sleep, you'd have to give him a little nudge or gently caress his face plate to which he'd mumble something in his sleep while getting comfortable on his side as he'd stop snoring

He always wakes up before you, no exceptions. He needs to wake up early and go back to work

He always gives you a kiss on the cheek or forehead before leaving. If you'd tug at his servo and tell him to stay a little longer, he'd refuse of course

But your sleepy little begging would drag him back to bed nevertheless. He'd stay for about 30 minutes longer, listen to your cute sleepy voice and yawning, smiling while having a little morning chit chat with you

He loves your messy morning hair, it's so adorable to him

If you have longer hair and prefer tying it while sleeping, in the morning he'd help you fix your ponytail/braid(s) (whatever you prefer). Same goes if you wear a bonnet, he'd make sure it doesn't fall off throughout the night as well

If you brush your hair, he'd love brushing it for you or make your braid(s) e.g., whatever you ask him to do. He isn't afraid of the size difference, he's confident and very gentle, he learned his way with you

If you oversleep often, he'd scold you the moment you show up, telling you how it's unhealthy and blahblah

If your sleeping schedule is not sleeping at all, ironically enough, he'd tell you not be like him and how sleep is necessary for your species, how stasis works differently, how you should blahblahblah he can be such a parent but he does that because he cares for you

If you're a morning person and go to bed on time, he'd praise you for that

He'd make sure you have breakfast every morning even if it means feeding you because breakfast is the most important meal of the day!!!

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What I was listening to while writing this 🧡

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mariacrow · 8 months

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Literally canon, no exceptions, truck snoring all the way Also may I add that when Rose likes any of my fics I know I absolutely nailed it 🤸‍♀️

okay listen... I don't care what people say, but I have spoken: all optimus snore while sleeping, no exception!

me waiting for requests open again to ask a hc about this 😩🫶🏽

the bigger the frame, the louder they snore! Some ppl think that OP is a peaceful sleeper, but I like to think that he would be an insufferable bot to sleep with…

but he’s cute so idk 🫶🏼🫶🏼

#transformers #transformers headcanons #optimus prime

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mariacrow · 9 months

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Could you do a smokescreen comforting a female reader after she woke up from a nightmare could be headcannons or oneshot ^^

✮ Smokescreen x reader ��

2nd person

female reader

reader is Smokescreen's s/o

waking up from a nightmare, minor panic attack/hyperventilating, comfort, reassurance

Sharing his berth as usual, you were all snuggled up next to him. He had you wrapped in a fuzzy blanket, keeping you close to him. You were peacefully sleeping until you started shuffling around. He isn't a light sleeper so you didn't wake him up until you started making noise.

You were mewling and whimpering, now seriously moving around, moving your head from side to side while frowning as your breathing was slowly becoming unstable. You made the blanket slide off of you so the cold breeze was making you even more uncomfortbale in your unstable sleep.

He slowly scooted closer to you, gently wrapping his servo around you.

"Shhhh..." he softly whispered in your ear, tucking you back in and soothingly rubbing your back.

Just when he thought you calmed down you jolted and sat up wide eyed, trying to catch your breath as if you ran a marathon. Smokescreen jolted with you, carefully holding you.

“Hey.. heeyheyheyhey, Y/N..” but you were lost in space and time which made your hyperventilating even worse.

“Y/N, you’re fine, look at me… Y/N!” to which you snapped back to reality. You looked at him with eyes full of terror which wrote concern all over Smokescreen’s face.

You placed your hand on your chest, feeling your heart almost thumping its way out. Your uncontrollable state made you panic even more. He held you close, both of his servos wrapped around you.

“Baby you’re fine… Look, it’s me.. hey..” gently scooting some hair away from your face, “It was just a bad dream.. You’re okay.” his spoke softly, almost through a whisper.

You clung onto his servos, trying to calm down.

“I.. you.. H-he was.. you were almost..” you could barely speak.

“Shhh… don’t speak. It doesn’t matter, it’s over now.” he kept softly whispering.

He could feel your heavy heart beat. He would lie if he said it didn’t worry him. He very gently picked you up and got comfortable on his berth with you on his chassis. He wrapped the blanket around you once again as you curled into a ball, not letting his servo go.

He let you hug his digits for comfort. With the other servo he kept soothingly rubbing your back. He was surprised how such a tiny heart can make his chassis echo in loud thumps. Planting a gentle kiss on your temple made it start slowing down.

“It’s okay.. Everything’s alright.. I’m here, baby.. I’m not going anywhere..” he kept reassuring you, feeling your muscles slowly relaxing in his warm embrace.

He made you feel safe. The flashbacks of your horror dream were slowly fading as you closed your eyes and started dozing off. You took a last deep breath.

“Thank you, Smokey…” which made him smile.

“Get some rest, sweetie…” was the last thing you heard before you peacefully fell asleep and him with you.

Expect breakfast in bed in the morning, princess treatment coming up.

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mariacrow · 9 months

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omg hiiii i loved ur tfp decepticons x reader post would you be up to do more smut/nsfw with dreadwing? if not then general hcs and fluff would also be much appreciated if you can think any up<3

I'm glad you enjoyed it ^^ here's a gift for you 💙

✦ Dreadwing x reader ✦

2nd person

female reader

smut

dom Dreadwing, sub reader

passion, honest love, reassurance, encouragement

First it took him forever to confess to you, now it took him an eternity to finally get intimate with you. You can't blame the lieutenant though. He might be brave and strong but all bots, just like humans, have their weak spots, fears... Commander's biggest fear is losing you or hurting you in any way. His sex drive grows whenever you're in his servos, whenever you lay your soft hands on him or when he's simply near you, just observing you... He's hungry for you, eager for you which is the main source of his fear. What if he won't be able to control himself, sustain himself...?

All of these thoughts were overwhelming his mind while you were passionately kissing him while lying on top of him. Your soft lips were sending shivers from his dermas all the way to his crotch, exciting him more and more with every mushy sound your lips would make after each kiss. His left servo he used to hold your petite body, to feel you all over. His sharp digits were sneaking underneath your clothes, gently scratching your skin, making you shiver and softly whimper. Each sound you would let out was making him ex vent heavily. His right servo he used to keep your hair away from your face, his digits tangling in it just like he fantasized about. Tugging at your clothes, he was trying to contain himself from ripping them apart as they were standing in the way between his digits and your thin skin.

He felt you grind against the cold steal of his chassis. The consequence of your impatient and needy action resulted in you finding yourself underneath him. His ginormous figure towering over you, his red optics glowing even redder with lust while observing you. The way you were looking up at him with wide sparkly eyes made him tingle all over. You could hear a low rumble in his chassis as he started slowly undressing you, revealing each part of your body slowly and glamorously. Partially it was him still being careful but partially it was also him being a tease, enjoying the way your eyes were following each movement of his servos while your soft panting followed by a quiet, why moan here and there was tickling his audio receptors.

"My beautiful princess..." he said as he got the last piece of clothing off of you which were your underwear.

"Do not fret, my little one... I shall be gentle." he reassured you to which you warmly smiled and nodded. He smiled back at you and carefully leaned to kiss you again, making out with you with such passion and yearning.

You felt his servos wrap around your thighs and spread your legs as if you're merely a doll. He used his pinky to very gently rub your soaking wet slit, nicely spreading the bitter sweet lubricants. He made you sweetly moan into the kiss in sync with his deep groans of pleasure. Despite being overly concentrated on how nicely he was touching your private area, you could hear and feel him removing his crotch cover. You were curious to look but before you could open your eyes and look down, he was kissing his way down your breasts and tummy.

He made your breath hitch the moment you felt his dermas on your labia. He was gently kissing them and sucking them, spreading the lubricants of his mouth all over. His groans of pleasure were getting louder as he was stroking himself while eating you out. He was getting more and more intense, making your back ache and your moans echo in his berthroom because of which you covered your mouth and closed your eyes tightly.

"Do not be ashamed." as he gently moved your hands away from your face, "I want to hear you."

That really made you tingle. You both smiled at each other before he straightened. His spike casting a shadow upon you as your eyes widened. Your amusing reaction made him chuckle. He grabbed the base of his spike and gave a little twist to make it shrink about 50% but it still seemed huge. He grunted loudly as the crowded particles were making his spike way more sensitive. He towered over you once again, supporting himself with one arm, heavily ex venting as his spike was throbbing to any slight breeze.

"You can do that...?" you asked while staring at the half silicone-like half metal member of his with the same blue and gold color scheme. As it would throb the gold parts would emit some kind of glow, as if it was getting brighter.

"I must. You are far too.. petite and delicate."

You smiled and cupped his face plate, kissing him. "I love you, Dreadwing... You're so gentle with me... Gentler than any human..." you whispered softly.

That wrapped his spark in a blanket. You gave him confidence he lacked.

"I love you too, Y/N... My one and only... I shall bring nothing but pleasure to you.”

“Please… Take me. I’m all yours, commander~…”

Your lustful words and lustful gaze made him smirk. He wasn’t afraid of the size difference anymore. It was turning him on. Badly. He couldn’t resist anymore. He positioned himself and rubbed his spike against your labia, mixing your lubricants and spreading them all over. It felt so warm.

He made sure you’re ready before he penetrated you. You were looking down at his spike slowly but surely going very deep inside of you, making your tummy bulge. He didn’t hush your loud moans, he wanted to hear all of it. It was like music to his ears, it was reassuring him you feel pleasure. He could barely keep himself stable above you as his body would slightly tremble to the feeling of your tight, soft walls squeezing his already sensitive member.

At first his pace was slow. It was driving him crazy but he loved it. He isn’t very vocal but he couldn’t sustain deep grunts and groans emitting vibrations from his chassis. Soon he sped up, testing your boundaries to only see and hear you beg for more. You'd moan "commander", knowing it really gets him going.

But instead he pulled out.

“Well then. If that is the game we are playing~” he said as he flipped you over with ease, pulling your butt in the air as he enjoyed the sight of you arching your back like a cat in heat, looking at him over your shoulder with lustful eyes.

He slapped his spike against your wet pussy a couple of times before he went back in. He picked up a nice pace but he was focusing on being roughly sensual more. He reached to slightly pull your hair while making your cheeks clap against him. He’d make you suck on his sharp digit while making your eyes roll back, with the other servo holding your delicate figure. He was leaving slight claw marks on your hips, back and thighs, marking you just enough.

You would hear him groaning and panting louder as he was reaching his climax. Hitting your g-spot over and over again, he kept making you cum, at least two times by now. It seemed as if he really knew what he was doing. Perhaps he did research? We’ll never know.

Making you create a puddle underneath that was only getting larger as your cum kept leaking down your thighs. While filling the room with gushy and wet slapping sounds, he’d praise you:

“Thats my good girl~” or “Just like that, princess~” but it wasn’t creepy. He was telling you how good you feel around him and how you’re doing a great job. His rare but very much appreciated talks like these were the main cause of your countless climaxes.

Very soon your pulsing walls made him fill you up to the brim with a thick load. You could hear slight tremble in his moan as he got overstimulated. Pulling out and seeing his load leaking out, making an ever bigger puddle on his berth made him proud as well as your state. Your quivering body laying limp in his servos, a slutty little drooling smile on your face as you could barely catch your breath proved to him that he has succeeded.

You enjoyed the aftercare he provided. He cleaned everything up as well as you, a little mess. He helped you get dressed and had you lay comfortably next to him. He kept you close to his face plate and chassis, very gently rubbing your back and kissing your forehead, making sure you’re warm and safe in his tender embrace.

“I hope I was not overly rough on you.” he said in a quiet manner to which you reassured him that you enjoyed every second of it. That lifted his spirit.

Not to mention how good you made him feel. He will definitely want to do this more often from now on.

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mariacrow · 9 months

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This is my first time asking for a request-

Can you do Dreadwing and Predaking and use the trope their in love with reader and reader is oblivious to their them.

(Take all the time you need 🐝)

Dreadwing x reader x Predaking

2nd person

female reader

love triangle

AU where the reader is the only human on the Nemesis, working as an assistant in the lab or repairing

AU where Dreadwing is alive

oblivious reader, envy, possessiveness, stalking

Your oblivious state is kinda excused considering you're neck deep in lab work. Lord Megatron won't let you BREATHE. In fact, Predaking noticed you caught Dreadwing's optic, he was stalking you, following you around the Nemesis and checking lab's security cameras, often seeing you with Dreadwing. That's why he told Megatron the commander is keeping you away from swift progress. He was trying to keep you focused. He knows how much you love playing with giant robots and get easily distracted by them. Or he was just jealous because he was fond of you as well and wanted you all to himself.

You stayed longer this evening, not leaving the work undone. you were sitting on a control panel in the lab, struggling to navigate through the decepticon high tech and reach any touch pad - it's like a goddamn exercise every time you work on their computers.

Dreadwing came back after a successful mission and immediately went to check on you. Dready has a cruuuush~

Well it's not like he was expressing it. He was keeping it strictly to himself but he's never able to hide a light blue blush in his cheek plates when he feels your small, tender touch on his forearm or when you give him a wide, honest smile.

"Miss Y/N." he said while approaching you, always formal no matter what.

"Commander Dreadwing." you said respectfully as you took your eyes off the computer for a millisecond to look at him.

"Why are you still working at this hour?" he asked while curiously looking at what you're doing.

"I can't leave the work undone. I need to note today's formula progress, Shockwave's orders." you said while still struggling with the control panel's touch sensitivity.

"I am quite sure that is Knockout's job."

"He was needed... elsewhere. By elsewhere I mean he needed an urgent buff job." you said through a light chuckle.

That made Dreadwing smile a little while not taking his optics off of you.

"Do you require any assistance?"

You looked at him and sighed, stretching your back, "I'm almost done anyway. But I really think they should've found someone with bigger hands for this job." you said with a pinch of humor again as you continued storing data.

"I think so too. You are... far too small for this."

SIZE KIIIIIIIIIINK. His own words made him start daydreaming. He stared thinking of your petite, fragile body in his servos, holding you with great tenderness, trying his best not to hurt you. As he was taking a better look at you, he started wondering how your hair feels like, how your skin feels like, your clothes even...

He cleared his throat before he spoke: "Y/N... I was wondering if-"

He was interrupted by the lab door opening and the heaviest footsteps on this ship approaching. You both turned around to see Predaking proudly walking with his servos behind his back and his huge chassis puffed out.

"Commander Dreadwing. I was sent by lord Megatron himself to check on our assistant. Am I perceiving an act of distraction?" Predaking asked.

"No, I was merely-" Dreadwing got interrupted by him again.

"I was asking her." unpleasantly said the predacon.

"Uhm.. n-no, sir, commader Dreadwing wasn't distracting me at all, he was simply.. keeping me company. It can get too quiet in here." you tried keeping a positive tone.

"Hm. Understood. Is the work done?"

"Almost, sir."

"Almost!?" displeased predacon started, "You are far past the deadline!"

"But sir, Shockwave told me-"

"It does not matter what Shockwave told you, Megatron is your lord and master and he wants those notes delivered NOW!" he lied just to get Dreadwing out of the lab.

"Predaking, she is doing her best-"

"Commander Dreadwing, I do not recall asking for your opinion. I will ask you to leave the laboratory and stop keeping our comrade away from progress." Predaking said in a monotone manner.

Dreadwing didn't want to make a scene even though he REALLY wanted to beat his robo lizard aft. He frowned as his upper derma danced in irritation.

"Very well." was all the wise commander said before leaving, being a bigger person. All he wanted to do is ask you out, dam.

"Sir, he really wasn't-" Predaking interrupted you as he very gently placed his giant servo on your shoulder.

"Let me do the work for you, little one."

"...But-"

"Do not fret. That was merely a part of an act. I do not need Dreadwing reporting to Megatron about this." even though Dreadwing was the first one to offer help. Predaking knew because he was behind that door all along.

"If you say so, sir, but I'm almost done-"

"You will take full credit for your work." Predaking, the king of interruption, gently wrapped his servo around you, picked you up and placed you on the floor.

"Get some rest, Y/N." he said with a mild grin on his face before he turned around to face the computer as he started putting a cherry on top of your work.

You smiled back at him and said your goodbyes and goodnights as you walked away.

+bonus+

Predaking: ...why are you still here-

Y/N: door sensors don't work for me- *standing there in front of huge closed door like🧍‍♂️. You're too small for door sensors on the Nemesis to see you*

Predaking: oh- right- *as he rushed to help you open THE GODDMAN DOOR* how do you manage to open doors when there is no one around to help you-

Y/N: I throw stuff at the sensor🧍‍♂️

Predaking: oh. 🧍‍♂️

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#transformers #transformers x reader #tfp #transformers prime #decepticons #tfp decepticons #dreadwing #tfp dreadwing #dreadwing x reader #predaking #tfp predaking #predaking x reader #transformers fanfiction

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mariacrow · 9 months

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scp: @mariariley (currently more active there)

🍁Bayverse🍁

AU where Jazz, Ironhide and Ratchet are saved by Y/N!

Hound x reader

Bumblebee x reader who loves to climb the bot

BTF x TFP reader who’s Optimus’s lover and ends up in Bayverse

sad!Bumblebee x reader

jealous!Bumblebee x reader

Bumblebee x sad!reader

possessive!Megatron x reader

🧡Transformers Prime🧡

Decepticons x reader relationship hcs

Autobots x reader relationship hcs

Decepticons x captured!reader (by Airachnid)

Autobots’ & Decepticons’ favorite music genre

Ratchet x reader sleeping hcs

BTF x TFP reader who’s Optimus’s lover and ends up in Bayverse

jealous!Smokescreen x reader x jealous!Bumblebee

Dreadwing x oblivious!reader x Predaking

comforting!Smokescreen x reader

caring!Ratchet x sad!reader

denial!Ultra Magnus x reader

Dreadwing x reader

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mariacrow · 9 months

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Could I request a headcannon for TFP characters on their favorite genre of music? Maybe also them listening to said music with a female reader? However you wish to spin it 😊

~TFP characters~

🎵 their favorite music genre 🎵

2nd person

female reader

WARNING: TOO MUCH SHMOOVING 🕺🎶

Dividers belong to @friedchickenburguer 🖤

❃ AUTOBOTS ❃

🎼 Optimus Prime

He doesn’t express his passion for music, he keeps that in private

He loves old music, precisely from 40s and 50s

He likes the sounds of gentle trumpets, trombones, violins etc.

He likes it slow and classy, something relaxing

Jazz might be his thing too

When he’s driving alone he loves keeping the radio on a super vintage radio station

When he’s with you he’d be kinda shy to play it, assuming you don’t like it because you’re born in such modern time

When (if) you’d assure him you like it, you’d warm his spark as he’d finally get to share and enjoy the music he likes with you

He’d tell you why he likes each song and which part is his favorite

🎼 Ratchet

He’d claim he hates music, how it’s merely a distraction

Nonetheless, when you or any of the kids would play something in the base, at times he wouldn’t immediately tell you to turn it off or keep it down because he’d like it

His preference isn’t clear because you could catch him slightly moving to the beat to song from the 80s over 2000s to the newest

He wouldn’t even notice he’s slightly shmooving to the beat

Only when you’d giggle and tell him he’s got some moves, he’d get flustered and immediately stop, denying it

After some time, he’d admit he likes some songs you’d play and would allow you to use the radio when he’s driving you

🎼 Bumblebee

Definitely a 70s and 80s boi

He loves shmooving like crazy

Play ABBA or something and he’s all over the place and no one can stop him

He’s very stubborn when it comes to his music taste and will openly tell you when he thinks your music taste is trash or if it’s his favorite

While in the car, he wouldn’t let you touch the radio- heck he wouldn’t let you get NEAR IT if you aren’t planning to play a song he likes

He’s the head DJ in the car AND in the base

When Ratchet tells him to turn it off or lower the volume, he’d just turn it up to annoy him and dance all over the place

🎼 Bulkhead

ROCK N ROLL BABYYYYY

Miko and him are replacing Bumblebee when he’s absent

2nd head DJs in the base

He’s all about that electric guitar and drums

He likes some of heavy metal too

If you like this kind of music, you’d be a part of their band

Ratchet’s biggest nightmare is that goddamn guitar of Miko’s I’m telling you

Of course Wheeljack is a part of the band as well

You and Miko in the front seat shmooving to some heavy guitar and screaming the lyrics while he’s flooring it through the city is another one of his fav bonding moments

🎼 Arcee

Definitely likes something calm she can sing to

For example Lana Del Rey but also something classy like Amy Whinehouse

Definitely your favorite feminist, prefers female artists

She actually sings beautifully but is kinda shy to show her talent

Perhaps she’d show it to you if she’d you’d encourage her enough

If you like to sing this is your chance to sing with her and have girly concert Fridays!

She’d actually love concerts and would gladly drive you to any you wish to see

Would ONLY share her music taste with you

🎼 Wheeljack

Not only rock n roll, aggressive type of music in general

Perhaps something modern too, like phonk for example

He likes something that makes the lights flash in the club and that can make his helm bop in a quick manner

Max volume all the time, especially in his ship when he’s alone or when driving

Would appreciate your company if you don’t mind the speakers making you bounce in your seat

He’s a great opportunity for a good o’ music vent

If you feel pent up he’s a great partner to just let it out with the help of music with him

He also likes some jazz, especially during intimacy

🎼 Smokescreen

His music taste can be very basic

He’s quite flexible and actually rarely dislikes any song you show him

He lets you fidget with the radio when he’s driving you

At times he can be greedy and start a stupid funny argument about who’s gonna choose a radio station or play the next song

Sometimes he can lean more towards rap and trap, especially 2000s

He likes freaky lyrics he can spontaneously flirt with like “Freek-a-leek” or “Baby Got Back”

He loves to dance and thinks he has good moved while in fact he look too funny trying to impress everyone, especially you

🎼 Ultra Magnus

Music? What’s that?

Well perhaps he would secretly like some songs you’d play in the base

And he’d secretly explore the radio stations while driving alone

He likes classy music with meaningful lyrics

Perhaps Elvis Presley and Frank Sinatra would be his top choice

Absolutely despises modern music, doesn’t understand it a all

For him, a song means a catchy tune with lyrics that he can devote to someone, that remind him of someone or himself or just have a deep meaning

VERY BY THE BOOK!

When you’d catch him enjoying some music he’d deny it in any possible way

His music taste is a top secret!!!

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✦ DECEPTICONS ✦

🎼 Megatron

At first he’d find anything that humans create primitive, as well as music

But I mean how can you not like our music, some stuff is really catchy!

When the Nemesis would accidentally catch a radio signal he’d immediately order Soundwave to turn it off

But when he hears a nice electric guitar and some bass he’d like it

Not that he’d admit though, never

He isn’t a fan of… joy lmao so he wouldn’t listen to any music on his own

When you’d play some music in the lab, he’d scold you and tell you to keep it down

But when he doesn’t yell at you to turn it off immediately that’s when you know he likes it

🎼 Starscream

Definitely a huge Lady Gaga fan

When he’s alone he blasts it and sings, dances, imagines he’s on a concert, the main star

His ego would take over when he’d imagine a thick crowd shouting “All hail superstar Stascream!” or something

He’d reject any other artist, Lady Gaga is his one and only

He’d even order you to play Lady Gaga in the lab

If you wouldn’t do it, he’d remind you who he is, your commander and that you shall oblige

He’d tell you how your music taste is primitive and how only Lady Gaga is the real queen

🎼 Knockout

Also a Lady Gaga fan but not as big as Starscream

He’s more flexible when it comes to music but he definitely prefers classy female singers

An artist needs to be aesthetically pleasing to him, especially their voice

He likes when a woman’s voice is dominating in the song more than the instruments

Lyrics needs to be stuck in his head so he’d officially say he likes the song

He’d let you show him some of your favorite songs and he’d openly tell you if it’s trash or not

Would definitely argue with you over who’s gonna play music in the lab

You’d argue to the point Shockwave would have to take your source of music and put it away

🎼 Breakdown

RAAAAAAHHH!!!

Sex, violence, murder, violence, gambling, greed, lechery- (that Tom Hardy meme)

Definitely likes his song loud and explicit

He also likes hardstyle, it REALLY gets him going before battle, aggressive phonk too

Anything that can express his inner aggression is his thing

But don’t let this fool you

When he’s alone and emotional he cries to sad songs

Lana Del Rey really strikes his heart especially because he’s in love with her and her voice

If you ever catch him crying to Lana, he’ll deny it

With you he’d prefer blasting some hardstyle or rap in the car

If you don’t like it, he’s gonna do it anyway because he’d play it so loudly that he probably won’t even hear you complain

🎼 Dreadwing

Again not someone who listens to music on his own

Nevertheless, he likes romantic tunes he can gently sway with you to

Deep down he’s a romantic soul which you’d realize when in private with him

And he’s very intelligent too which would intrigue him to search for some high class music by Earth’s most popular compositors (Beethoven for example)

A gentle piano and violin as well as violoncello are his fav

He’d be impressed by our instruments, he can get curious hence he would like to ask you and discuss with you about them

He doesn’t understand modern music and really doesn’t like it

Though he might like some unique musicians of the 21st century

🎼 Soundwave

He’s an open book really, he knows everything about human music

He’s also a type of mech to avoid lyrics

He prefers only instruments, from old acoustic to new electric

Unlike Dreadwing, he likes his music a bit faster with more energy that can make the line on his visor dance

He rarely listens to music though, he’s too busy

He’d get curious to know your taste of music so he might stalk sound waves coming from your device

He’d surprise you when he’d play some music for you

Of course he’d prefer all that to stay a secret between you two

🎼 Shockwave

Music is a distraction for him

No music allowed in the lab when he’s there

Though because he’s fond of you he might let you play some but quietly

He doesn’t really have a preference, he’s too busy to even pay attention to what you’re playing

Nonetheless SOME tunes might catch his attention and make his antennas wriggle

It would probably be some older music with no drums or bass or anything, just pure, gentle tones and voices

He would keep it to himself but maybe, just maybe, he’d occasionally tell you he approves your choice

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mariacrow · 9 months

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How would tfp cons react to their human female s/o got captured by Airachnid?

Sorry for typos or any kind of mistakes 😭 I lose my darn concentration while writing this long

Hope you like it! 💜

STICKY SITUATION

✦ TFP Decepticons x reader ✦

2nd person

female reader

AU where the reader has joined the Decepticons and mostly works in the lab or helps with repairing

reader is captured by Airachnid mostly because of her envy

kidnapping, possessiveness, threats, heated arguments/fight (physical)

injuries, blood, rescue, comfort

MEGATRON

Airachnid would hunt you down, wrap you in that sticky web-like substance of hers and bring you to lord Megatron with an excuse that you sabotaged a project and set the whole lab on fire while in fact it was her doing

Accusing you of unloyalty while standing before Megatron's feet, you'd scream and beg him to listen to you, claiming Airachnid is lying

Airachnid: SILENCE, YOU TRAITOROUS RODENT!

She would shout as she'd seal your mouth with the sticky substance

Your lord would observe, doubting you'd do anything like that. As he'd look into your pleading, innocent, tormented eyes, his spark would ache. Not that he expressed it. He'd rather perish than express his vulnerability for you

Then he'd look into Airachnid's eyes full of hope that he’d tear you into tiny pieces of young flesh as he’d get struck by her tiny, devilish grin

Airachnid: my lord. Your wish is my command. I can inflict indescribable pain on her if you let me. She deserves it.

Megatron: no. She does not.

Would be all he'd say before he'd walk to you and free you. You'd start desperately trying to explain yourself but he'd nonchalantly interrupt you:

Megatron: accidents happen. You shall proceed. Shockwave awaits your assistance back in the lab.

He'd give an order and wait for you to leave. Then he'd walk back to Airachnid who'd be in pure shock

Megatron: if you want to terminate her, lying to your leader would be the unwisest way to do it.

Airachnid: my liege-

Megatron: SILENCE! Do such thing again and you shall be the one torn to pieces by my own bare hands. DO YOU UNDERSTAND!?

Airachnid: yes, my liege... *as she'd reluctantly bow*

Megatron: and stay away from her. She is far more useful than you are, Airachnid.

Naughty you would stay close to the door and listen. You'd giggle to yourself as you'd hear your master play favorites

Airachnid is not oblivious though. She noticed he cares for you which she'll use against him. She would already start making new plans on how to get rid of you, lord Megatron's pet.

💜

STARSCREAM

He’d be in shock when he’d get a report from the vehicons that you’ve been attacked by Airachnid

He’d order his soldiers to show him where you are as he’d call for backup

When he’d find you wrapped in a cocoon upside down in a storage room, being threatened by Airachnid, he’d order her to stay down as he’d aim his rockets at her

Airachnid: oh please, Starscream. Like a couple of your cloned servants could stop me.

Starscream: you fool! Free her this instant or perish.

Airachnid: so it is true~ commander Starscream has a new pet human~

Starscream: I do not care for… a human! I am simply fulfilling my duty! We need her for the project!

Airachnid would hiss and threaten to slice your throat

Airachnid: and why would that stop me from getting rid of this infestation!

Starscream: Megatron will have your head! And so will I.

An evil smirk would grow on Screamer’s face plate as they’d charged their weapons at her. She’d reluctantly and angrily release you, making you painfully drop on the floor and yelp

Airacnid: until next time, rodent.

She’d say as she’d crawl her way out of the storage room, disappointed that her plan of getting rid of you had failed

Starscream would slice the cocoon open and free you as he’d emotionlessly tell you to get up.

You’d thank him as he’d walk you out and say:

Starscream: not a word to anyone about this, got it?

Totally into you but his dignity and ego can’t allow him to admit he fell in love with one from the species he hates the most

💜

KNOCKOUT

Knockout: YOU WHAT!?

Airachnid: relax, Knockout~ No one will even notice she’s gone~ and we both know everyone dislikes her-

Knockout: I DON’T- I mean- WE DON’T! Lord Megatron needs her to complete this project! She became one of the key members of the lab, I-

Airachnid: indeed. Indeed she did. She’s taking your position. Soon, lord Megatron will replace you with her.

Her cunning aft would try to manipulate him

Knockout: the only one who can be replaced on this ship is you! You’re afraid of her. Now tell me where she is before I cut you into pieces!

He’d say as he’d get his saw out and aggressively rev it at her to which she wouldn’t even flinch, bluffing

Airachnid: calm down, doctor, it isn’t a big deal. Just a little game I like playing with her. And my my~ so it is true~ doctor does have his favorite assistant after all~

Knockout would groan and go look for your. He’d turn the whole ship upside down until he’d find you somewhere well hidden with tied limbs

He’s dramatically scream and free you carefully as he’d baby talk to you

Knockout: look what that wretched femme did to you! Nt nt nt… Don’t worry, little one, I won’t let that creepy spider lady get near you ever again, no no~ Doctor’s promise~

Y/N: don’t say that ever again-

Knockout: what I thought it’s cute-

As he’d carry you back to the lab and shower you with kisses

💜

BREAKDOWN

She knows how much he cares for you and how easily distracted he gets which she’d cunningly use against him in battle

She’d capture you and make you hang upside down a thick tree branch the moment he’d attack her

Airachnid: are you sure you want to play this game again, Breakdown? Because we have a new contestant~

Breakdown would freeze as he’d see you desperately trying to scream with your mouth sealed

Airachnid: I think she wants to say hello to her precious boyfriend~

She’d say as she’d free your mouth and let you scream for Breakdown. But instead you’d encourage him:

Y/N: BEAT HER ASS, BREAKDOWN!!!

To which he’d frown and power up, get his hammer out and roar like an animal as he’d charge at her

You’d watch the epic boss battle and keep encouraging him until all of your blood would flow down to your head and make you feel unwell

Airachnid: hurry up, boyfriend~ You chose a very delicate being for your lover~ She will die if you don’t get her down in time~

Breakdown: YOU TALK TOO MUCH!

She tried distracting him more but instead she only made his anger grow. His helm boiled as he kept mercilessly hammering her

The moment he knocked her out and yeeted her somewhere, he rushed to get you down. He panicked a little but managed to rescue you on time

Breakdown: you’re the best life coach even when you’re dying~

He had to pull a cheesy joke

💜

DREADWING

She’d pull the same trick on him like on Breakdown

She’d use you as his biggest weakness - fear of losing his closest ones just like he lost his brother…

Both of you would have your limbs tied as she’d make you face each other

Airachnid: now that we have the whole scene set~

Dreadwing: Airachnid, do not be a fool. You are playing with fire. Release her this instant!

Airachnid: or what!?

She’d say as she’d give you a big, deep scratch across the back and make you yelp

Dreadwing: NO!

Airachnid: watch her suffer.

In a blink of an eye she’d stab your torso by the side with one of her eight unsettlingly long legs and make you bleed badly

Dreadwing would scream as he’d desperately try to free himself. Filled with fury, he’d manage to rip the sticky substance that was tied around his wrists

Dreadwing: YOU WILL NOT TAKE THE ONLY THING THAT I CARE FOR IN MY LIFE!

He’d jump her and obliterate her, making her run away with deadly wounds

As he’d kneel next to your wounded body, he’d free you and gently pick you up and request an immediate ground bridge.

He’d watch your fragile, almost lifeless body curling in his servos…

Dreadwing: do not fear, my love. I shall take care of you. You will not leave this world. Not while I stand…

💜

SOUNDWAVE

She thought she could just snatch you from the lab while you were alone and get rid of you that easily

She forgot Soundwave, that has developed strong feelings for you, is the eyes and ears of the ship

He’d cut her off in one of the hallways and have a stare down

You’d scream for help

Airachnid: silence! And stand down, Soundwave. Her playtime with big robots has officially come to an end.

He’d launch his tentacles at her and try to zap her which she’d avoid while running towards him

He would maneuver wisely and swiftly while trying to snatch you from her servos

You’d get slightly injured due to their “doll snatching” game

The moment he’d managed to get his servos on you, he’d create a ground bridge right underneath her

As she was about to fall into it, he’d grab one of her creepy legs and speak:

Soundwave: Soundwave superior. Airachnid inferior.

Before he’d let her fall into the portal and teleport somewhere, precisely above the ocean

Y/N: you… you can speak?

To which he’d just look at you and put his index finger across the lower part of his face plate, gesturing this shall stay a secret

💜

SHOCKWAVE

Shockwave: I find your behavior… illogical.

He’d say in his usual monotone voice, trying to calm the situation down as he’d catch her wanting to preform torturing experiments on you in the lab

Airachnid: don’t be naive, Shockwave~ You and I both know she’s nothing but an infestation on this ship!

Shockwave: that statement is illogical as well, Airachnid. She is my assistant.

Airachnid: oh curse your assistant!

Y/N: Shockwave! Please!

The moment he’d hear his secret lover plead, he’d charge his blaster at her

Shockwave: do not test me, Airachnid. You clearly are not aware of my abilities.

He’d say as he’d start slowly approaching the berth she held you captive on

Airachnid: oh no, dearest Shockwave. Clearly it is you who isn’t aware of our common enemies!

And there comes another epic boss fight. To your surprise it was quite short

Shockwave broke two of her spider legs with ease as he’d throw her around the lab

He did completely or mildly damage some of his equipment but at that point he couldn’t care less. All he cared about is your well being

Shockwave: take advantage of this situation and leave with dignity before I call reinforcements and inform Megatron of your disgraceful act.

Sometimes words can hurt more than actions. She hissed at him and crawled out of the lab

He released you and earned heartwarming gratitude from you

Shockwave: I have always found her way of perception… illogical.

Dividers belong to @kiwicidios , @firefly-graphics and @kimjiho1 💜

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mariacrow · 9 months

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Hi! Can I request bayverse bumblebee celebrating reader's birthday? Just really fluffy unlimited attention that they haven't gotten from anyone else in years 🙏 I ask cuz it was my birthday recently and I've been feeling pretty down about everything 😔 Thanks! ❤️

Sweetheart, I know exactly how you feel. I am so sorry to hear this… I know I made a schedule for the requests but I need to write this first! 💛

I hope you enjoy honey and happy birthday! 🥳🐝

❁ Bumblebee x reader ❁

2nd person

angst and fluff

female reader

takes place after Transformers: The Last Knight

takes place in the reader’s backyard and garage

bad mood on your birthday, comfort, gifts

Bumblebee was so excited for your birthday. He could barely go into stasis the previous night. He spent the whole night in the garage, making you a gift. Being the clumsy bot he is, he was making a lot of noise and a lot of mess despite being as careful as possible. He was trying his best not to wake you up because then you’d come to check on him and the surprise would be ruined.

Unfortunately, around 3am, he knocked down A WHOLE ASS SHELF in your garage. The tall metal structure banged on the floor and made the whole house shake. As he started panicking, he was turning around and knocking down more stuff, trying to pick it up along with everything that fell off of it.

Soon he could hear your footsteps approaching. With no room to transform into a car due to all the mess, he was stuck. You opened the garage door and to his surprise, in your sleepy state, you couldn’t see properly due to your blurry sight.

“Bee…? You okay in there…?” you asked while rubbing your eye and yawning. You were so cute with your messy hair and twisted pajamas.

“Mhm mhm!” he buzzed while trying to hide the unfinished gift behind his back along with all the mess.

“Why aren’t you in stasis…?” you were almost sleep walking, you probably won’t remember half of this in the morning.

He looked around in panic and awkwardly shrugged, mimicking what would sound like “I don’t know”

“Mmmrr okay… See you in the morning then, goodnight…” as you went back to bed.

He ex vented in relief as he, now calmly, started putting everything where it belongs.

He only got a couple of hours of stasis when he finished with your birthday present. But it was just enough for him. He woke up happier than ever! He was impatiently walking around your backyard waiting for you to wake up while holding your birthday gift behind his back.

But you were nowhere to be found… You didn’t spread your curtains and happily say good morning like you always do… You didn’t play loud music while doing your morning routine…

He was getting worried. Then he saw you in the kitchen, eating your breakfast as if someone is holding a gun to your head. He bowed and tapped on your backyard door.

You smiled a little and waved at him. He waved back and gestured you should come out. And you did. Dragging your feet and lazily opening the backyard door.

He immediately grabbed you and started spinning you around in his safe grasp while mimicking the tune of the birthday song.

“Bee! Wait- ahh! Hahaha!” you couldn’t help but laugh. He was so joyful.

He brought you closer to his face plate and nuzzled his muzzle against your cheek, as if he was kissing you. You gave him a hug, “Ahh! That tickles!” you giggled.

He then looked at you with wide sparkling optics. But then his expression softened as he noticed you aren’t as excited as you’re supposed to.

“What’s the matter…?” he asked over the radio.

“Nothing, just.. I don’t know. I’m not used to all this… My mood always hits rock bottom when my birthday comes…”

He let out a low, sad buzz as he gently rubbed your back with his digit.

“But— it’s your— special day!”

“I know, Bee… I’m trying to think that way too…”

“Please… Don’t be— sad…”

He made you smile. Your puppy eyes made him melt. Another low buzz rumbled in his chassis as he brought you closer to his face plate again, closing his optics as he snuggled.

“You’re right…” you cupped his precious face, “I should enjoy this day. With you…”

He nodded like a little kid as his optics filled with excitement.

“I made— something— for you.” he said as he finally showed you what he was holding behind his back all along.

It was a bouquet of 5 flowers made out of wires poked in a metal plate and tied from underneath along with a butterfly and a bumblebee. It wasn’t perfect but you could definitely figure what it was.

You gasped and covered your mouth. You were speechless, taking it and carefully holding it.

“Bee… You made this…?” tears almost filled your eyes.

He nodded. He pointed at the butterfly and then at you. He then pointed at the bumblebee and then at himself.

“Oh! I get it! The butterfly is me and the bumblebee is you!” you said happily.

He rapidly nodded again, it seemed as if he was smiling.

“I… I’m speechless! This is the best birthday present I’ve ever gotten!” joy and gratitude was written all over your face. It made his young spark melt.

“Anything— for you— Y/N.”

“So that’s why you were making a mess in the garage last night!” you laughed as you figured.

He rubbed the back of his helm as he innocently shrugged, looking like this: “😅”

“Oh, my dearest Bee- WOAH!”

He suddenly transformed which made you laugh as you found yourself in the driver’s seat of the Chevy with the creative sculpture in your lap (which will proudly stand in your bedroom).

“Now let’s— go get— a birthday cake!”

“Hell yeah!”

He floored it through the garage, again knocking down some stuff, mostly flowerpots.

“BEE!!!” to which he laughed.

“You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”

“Buzzbuzz~” which sounded like “maybe”.

“What do you mean “maybe”? You silly!” you playfully kicked him to which he made you jolt in your seat.

You kept nudging him while laughing as he was making you bounce in the driver’s seat. All that matters to him is your happiness, your smile, your laugh… Your laugh is like music to his audio receptors.

“I love you, Bee… to Cybertron and back!”

“Nooo— I love you— more!”

“Nu-uh! I love YOU more!”

“Nu-uh!” he imitated you.

And you went on and on while enjoying the ride to the local bakery. He really made you feel special, like a princess. You are his princess after all and he wants only the best for you. His spark aches when you’re sad… Especially on a day like this!

Of course he turned on the radio. You sang along and enjoyed the fun ride.

Of course the cake was yellow with sunflowers and bumblebees. He convinced you to buy candles too. Back at home, in the backyard, he prepared a little picnic for you. He placed a blanket on the grass and prepared the cake. He hummed the birthday song’s tune for you again.

“Make a wish darling~” he used a movie quote.

When you blew out the candles he clapped for you and squeezed you in his arms which almost made you lose your breath.

He fed you, played with your hair, nuzzled into your neck, gently swayed you from side to side to the music… He really made you feel like the only person on the planet. A lonely butterfly dancing with a happy bumblebee.

His one and only.

Dividers belong to @patches-1105 , @lostsozai , @cute-sushi-roll 💛

#transformers #transformers x reader #transformers bayverse #bayverse transformers #bumblebee #tf bumblebee #transformers bumblebee #bumblebee x reader #bayverse bumblebee #autobots #transformers fanfiction

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mariacrow · 9 months

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Aaaah, nothing better than opening your eyes and seeing you've got a Breakdown NSFW alphabet to start the day! I read this while having breakfast lmao heaven I'm telling you.

YOU, MY FRIEND, wrote such a juicy yummy scrumptious toe curling sheet gripping spine arching body quivering alphabet. It's like you sneaked into my head and took notes off all dirty thoughts I've been having of him. Not even joking.

I LOVE IT SO MUCH. 💙

Keep up the good work! 💕

Could I request uuuhh uhhmm uuhhh TFP Breakdown NSFW alphabet 😳😳😳 YOU DIDN’T HEAR ME SAY THAT NOPE BIGGEST BREAKDOWN SIMP NOT AT ALL NU-UH

Eeeee I was so excited seeing that you sent in a request. Hope you enjoy!

Breakdown NSFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Very sweet, very affectionate, and very talkative. Interfacing is too exciting to be draining for him, so he tends to coast on an emotional high after, which gives him a lot of energy. He’s happy to snuggle with you, but if you’re tired and want to sleep, you might have to tell him to stop talking.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He’s pretty proud of his forearms. They’re broad and strong and nearly anyone's hand/servo looks tiny holding onto it. Picking a favorite part of his partner is difficult though. They’re kind of a total package in his optics and trying to pinpoint one thing in particular that ‘does it’ for him isn’t something he’s very interested in. He likes all of you, why should he have to pick?

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Breakdown likes to overload inside his partner, mostly because he likes to sit back and watch it drip from them afterwards. If he overloads in your mouth, he either wants to watch you swallow or let it run down your chin.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He’s mildly interested in cuckolding. It’s not about getting off on humiliation or inferiority, he just loves watching you that much. It excites him just thinking about watching you seek your own pleasure. He already likes mutual masturbation so he can watch you; it feels like a natural progression to watch you actually fragging. Maybe a mirror in the bedroom would be enough to satisfy that ache for him, but he still thinks about it.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He knows what he’s doing. He has a decent amount of experience, but he’s also just really good at taking orders and figuring out what his partner likes. Say the word and he’ll do it for you.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

This doesn’t really fit with any of the prompts but I just gotta point out that an unfortunate downside of his massive chest is that it’s kinda hard to see over it. Meaning, if his partner is small he can’t see them very well, which is a bummer.

Anyway, he likes doggy and reverse cowgirl, it just depends on his mood. Does he feel like letting his partner take the reins today or not?

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He can be pretty goofy. There’s been quite a few times when roleplaying where you’ve got to take a break because he made an out of character joke that was just too funny. He can be pretty quick witted and it’s the funniest when you aren’t expecting it.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

(Ok so, this is the third alphabet I’ve done, all for robots. I’m running out of creative responses to this letter when they don’t have any hair. Help!)

If his partner is human, he tends to like when it’s trimmed or shaved entirely. It’s purely aesthetic though, basically decoration, so it’s not that important to him.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He loves figuring out what makes the two of you feel most connected during the moment. Once it gets to the point where you know what you both like, everything feels very intimate, no matter what it looks like. Being able to press those buttons he knows you like without having to say a word makes him feel the most close and connected. It doesn’t always look like slow, sensual fragging; sometimes it’s very heated and fast, it’s just about the feeling and knowing you like it.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He does it often. His drive is high and if he’s feeling impulsive he takes a few minutes for himself to indulge. He enjoys mutual masturbation as part of sex. It’s one way to better learn what you like by watching you pleasure yourself, but it’s also just enticing watching you chase that pleasure in front of him. Make eye contact and moan his name while touching yourself and he overloads immediately.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He likes roleplay, and tying his partner up, preferably incorporating that into the roleplay. Playing out a scene where you’re a fugitive and he’s been the one tracking you down. When you finally cross paths, you can’t run anymore so he ties you up to bring you in. Of course, you might be able to persuade him to release you, as long as he’s well ‘rewarded’.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere and everywhere. Sure he knows there are some places that are ‘inappropriate’ to frag, but it doesn’t count if you don’t get caught, right? Sometimes he has to be reeled in a little bit because he gets ahead of himself and doesn’t think of the practical ramifications of interfacing in certain locations.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Breakdown is incredibly visual. You dress in something revealing and he’s already thinking of how nice it would be watching you strip for him. You send him a suggestive selfie and he can feel himself getting wet for you. He watches a movie with a sex scene, now his thoughts are wandering to the two of you in that same position.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He doesn’t really have a list of ‘no’s or specific turn offs. Sure there’s going to be some things, but he doesn't think about it much. He’s in tune with how he feels in the moment, so if something happens or is brought up and he feels ‘off’, he relies on that. He doesn’t have a problem saying no, he just doesn’t want to say it prematurely.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Remember how I mentioned his chest limiting his line of sight? Well, it’s not a problem when he’s giving oral and he absolutely takes advantage of that. This mech is obsessed with seeing the faces you make and feeling you hold his helm to guide him while he’s going at it. He’s moaning and needy and sloppy. Honestly he’d probably be satisfied just from masturbating while using his mouth on his partner

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Usually pretty fast. Not necessarily rough, but his movements tend to be eager from the get-go and sometimes he’s a bit messy. When he’s tired or has just woken up though he gets more sensual and relaxed, going with the flow of things, however long that ends up taking.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Sure, why not? He’s always got a few minutes to spare for his lover. Quickies excite him, especially when it’s risky. You’ve certainly had a few laughs hearing someone call for Breakdown over coms while you’re sneaking off to the closest available place to frag.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Risk is something he embraces. He’s down to try anything that gets the adrenaline pumping. He spends a lot of time on missions that involve danger and it keeps him on edge. It’s just part of his life and makes him feel the most alive, so it’s an edge he’s happy to be on. Chasing that feeling continues with you, and the excitement found in risk is even better when you’re involved.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He doesn’t last very long, which was a little embarrassing at first. He thought it would disappoint you, but why would you be mad that he feels good? Besides, he’s got enough energy to go three or four rounds if you’re up for it, so you’re certainly not leaving unsatisfied.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He really likes using vibrators on his partner. If he’s not using his mouth, he enjoys being able to use toys on you. Sometimes he daydreams about new toys, or new ways he could use them on you to have you shaking and gasping. He absolutely takes mental notes on how you react to each toy and stores that information away to use later.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

BIG tease. Partially because he thinks it’s funny, but mostly because it’s just so satisfying watching his partner’s frustration grow until they’re whining and begging for him. It makes him feel accomplished and desired, so he does it all the time.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Have you heard the sounds he makes when he’s fighting? The only time he’s quiet is when you’re afraid you’ll get caught, and even then you have to remind him to keep it down. He’s joked about you having to gag him to shut him up, and you’ve considered taking him up on the half hearted offer. He’d be kinda hesitant to actually do it at first, but if you can come up with a good roleplay scene he’ll be chomping at the bit, literally.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Breakdown loves morning sex. Waking up next to his lover and seeing their sweet sleepy smile when they wake up is unreasonably attractive to him and he finds it difficult to keep his servos to himself. Any day that begins with slow, sleepy interfacing is a very good day in his book.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

His spike is thick. It’s red with one yellow biolight running up the underside of it. His valve is silver and navy and produces so much lubricant it’s kind of ridiculous. It’s not an exaggeration to say you sometimes have to mop it up after a particularly intense session.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He’d interface at least once a day if he had his way. He’s not pushy about it though, totally fine to self service if he gets too pent up.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It takes a while, unless he’s specifically trying to go to sleep. Usually, he’s less tired and more energized, sometimes getting pretty fidgety. His processor is just too flooded with good things after interfacing that he feels like he could take on an army of Autobots. He’s got to put that energy towards something… Maybe he’ll put it towards another round.

#transformers x reader #breakdown x reader #tfp #tfp breakdown #transformers #transformers prime #transformers prime x reader

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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? ;)

Hound x reader

✪ headcanons ✪

2nd person

any pronouns

platonic relationship

development of a romantic relationship

no NSFW included

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

Dividers belong to @chachachannah 🪖

#transformers #transformers x reader #transformers bayverse #tf bayverse #bayverse transformers #transformers hound #tf hound #hound x reader #autobots #tf headcanons

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THIS IS THE BEST RATCHET X READER FIC I’VE EVER READ, PRIMUSSSSSS

My friend over here is very talented!! Give her love and support!! ❤️❤️❤️

Hi frieeeend! Glad to be one of ur first requests ^^

I was wondering if you could do some TFP Ratchet x female reader 🫣 some smut OR some angsty fluff where Ratchet feels insecure about his age and vitality and y/n (suggestively his s/o) comforts him :)) whatever u choose

Take ur time! ❤️

Whew, never have I ever written so much so quickly (in a good way). I guess I got carried away a bit. Hope you like it :3

*Anything in italics is either a sound effect or a character’s inner thoughts*

Young At Spark

TFP Ratchet x Reader

Warnings: Suggestive

Word Count: 2000+ (Holy Sh*t)

It had been a relatively quiet day in the Autobot base for you. Jack, Miko, and Raph were at school taking their final exams, and the autobots were out on an extensive energon scouting mission somewhere in the rural wilderness of Serbia. You would’ve found a trip to Europe to be a fun outing, but couldn’t bear the thought of leaving your favorite medic alone. As you returned from a brief walk around the halls of the base, a loud *clang* followed by a frustrated and exasperated shout could be heard from the main room. He sounds actually pissed off, you thought to yourself before briskly making your way to the main room. You turned to see Ratchet picking up various shattered metal pieces from the floor, all the while muttering incoherent profanities and curses.

“Ratchet? Is everything okay?” you asked softly, although the concern was easy to glean from your tone. The medic was clearly surprised by your sudden appearance and seemed a bit startled as his blue optics locked onto you. “Oh, (Y/N)... E-everything is fine. I just… was clumsy and dropped the device I was trying to adjust. I um, I’m sorry if I may have startled you.” In fact, everything was indeed not fine with Ratchet, as that morning his thoughts had gotten away from him and locked onto you, and not in the way he usually enjoys.

I can’t upset (Y/N) with my frivolous doubts. Albeit it will be difficult as her mental prowess is always… rather intuitive, the aging medic tried to silence his thoughts and re-focused on (Y/N). Ratchet cleared his throat as he noticed you had already conjured up a broom, “No need for that, I shall clean up my own mess.” You paused at the increasingly odd behavior of the normally composed medic, and you began to grow suspicious of why he seemed to be hiding something from you.

You two had been close for some time, albeit when you first met the resident Autobot medic it wasn’t a great first meeting. With Ratchet insisting the base was getting far too crowded. You quickly won him over though. Unlike the kids, you were far more mature and patient, and you didn’t actively break his tools or go off placing yourself in unnecessary danger, like a certain someone with pink puffball hair… Another admirable quality you possessed was your sharp mind, and your ability to quickly grasp new concepts and actually be interested in things like science.

The first time Ratchet really noticed you was when he was struggling to decipher an unfamiliar set of code which had come into their possession regarding imperative intel. Despite applying the standard techniques to decipher the code, there was some sort of new trick that had been embedded in the code. As (Y/N) had watched the medic continuously failed to succeed, you had been watching closely, and had noticed the answer didn’t lie in breaking the code through conventional means, rather through a visual pattern. Your sharp eye and wit had spotted a pattern of certain colors and symbols, and after explaining this to Ratchet, the two of you were able to team up and crack the code.

“Ratchet… What’s actually going on? You seem upset at more than accidentally breaking something. You know you can tell me anything, right?” You looked up at him, hoping the medic would let you help him. Primus, she’s onto me, Ratchet quickly finished picking up the broken mess on the floor, before turning towards (Y/N). “I appreciate your concern for me, I do, but I insist it was just a fleeting moment of frustration. Nothing more.” Before you could open your mouth to say anything else, the comms system flashed and Optimus Prime’s voice sounded over the audio “Ratchet, we require your presence immediately. We are taking Decepticon-fire and Arcee is down!”

His azure optics widened in surprise before turning to you. “I’ll man the groundbridge. …Be careful, otherwise I may throw a wrench at you” you had an ever-so-slight smile on your face, but your heart was still heavy as no one could ever foresee when things would go wrong. “I promise to return unharmed” Ratchet said softly, hoping that you wouldn’t fret too much over him, before powering up the groundbridge and speeding through in his alt-mode.

As Ratchet sped through the swirling vortex of green and blue energy, his thoughts from earlier resurfaced. He had been replaying the moment you had first met, the first time you had touched servos/hands, the moments where he would place you on his shoulder as you both reviewed data and worked on projects.

The memory that was the source of his inner turmoil was the first time you kissed. You had shifted your weight on his shoulder and just planted one right on his lips. He could remember the rush of heat to his entire frame, something he had not experienced since his youth back on Cybertron, and that was a very long time ago. It wasn’t long after that you two had been intimate with one another, albeit it took a lot of learning on his part since you were both an organic and far smaller than him. The size difference didn’t bother him much, as he was very VERY creative. You were so vigorous, energetic, passionate, and youthful…. And youth had long since surpassed Ratchet.

He should be above silly things such as anxiety or doubt, but now he felt all of his confidence melt away as the thought of such a stunning and lively being as yourself, being held back by an old rust bucket with one pede in the well of Allsparks. The very idea of him disappointing you felt equivalent to losing a patient. Spark-crushing. Perhaps it was wrong of him to think some old bot like him could ever give you what you truly deserved from a partner. …*PEW PEW* The resounding ringing of blaster fire pulled the medic out of his anxious self-pitying stupor, and into a battlefield before him.

Ratchet had only just exited the groundbridge, but he could already make out his fellow Autobots as they duked it out with various Decepticons and Vehicons. He had to focus, as he was here as a medic not a sniveling idiot. As his optics scanned the field for the injured Arcee, he saw the femme leaning against a large boulder, pinned down as she took cover from Vehicon blaster-fire.

His white and scarlet armor glinted in the light of the sun, as he quickly made his way through the battlefield, being trailed by Optimus and Bumblebee as they provided coverfire. Ratchet was able to make it to Arcee, quickly scanning her to assess her injuries. “I’m fine, Doc. Just a few scratches that’s all,” the two-wheeler calmly stated. “Ep-ep! I’m the medic and I will be the one to diagnose y–” Ratchet was interrupted by the sound of crackling electricity from behind. “Nice of you to join the party, Ratchet!” Ugh, not Knockout of all bots… Ratchet thought, as he saw the ever-polished and buffed Decepticon standing a short distance from him. “Knockout, I am in no mood to deal with your incessant posturing…” Ratchet drew his blasters as he glared at Knockout. “Well they do say bots get crankier as they age, huh? Perhaps you’re better suited as a doorstop at your age?” the Decepticon medic cackled.

Ratchet felt his energon boil and before anyone could realize, he charged at Knockout, optics wide with fury, “You’ll look like a doorstop once I’m through with you!!!” Knockout was taken aback by the sudden vigor and frenzied rage from the Autobot medic, genuinely shocked as to what had gotten into him. “PRIMUS I didn’t know you could move that fast!” Knockout ordered the surrounding Vehicons to begin firing at Ratchet, but was interrupted by opposing fire from Optimus, Bulkhead, and Bumblebee. Before Ratchet could reach him, Knockout quickly transformed and retreated along with the remaining Vehicons.

Ratchet had no choice but to stop his charge, but his rage was not so easily quelled. He was boiling over with anger, HOW DARE HE INSULT ME LIKE THAT? HOW DARE HE ASSUME– Ratchet’s angry thoughts were cut short by the sensation of a large servo on his shoulder, and Optimus’s voice. “Old friend, what has gotten into you? Why would you abandon your patient and charge after Knockout?” Prime’s face was full of concern for his long-time friend and confidant as this was out of character. The medic’s rage began to subside, as he realized what a fool he had made of himself. “M-my apologies Optimus, I don’t know what came over me.” Ratchet immediately went back over to Arcee and helped her onto her pedes, ashamed at his actions.

Back at base, (Y/N) powered up the groundbridge after receiving the call from Optimus. You were still worried about Ratchet, as you had been struggling to think of what on earth he was so upset about. As the portal opened, the Autobots began to make their way through, including Ratchet who was assisting an annoyed Arcee into the base.

As you began to acknowledge everyone’s return, Bulkhead suddenly approached Ratchet, “What the scrap was that about?!” Ratchet’s optics briefly darted towards the wrecker, but as in usual fashion, the medic turned away and scoffed at the question, “Think nothing of it. Just stress from being engaged in combat.” Despite being assisted by Ratchet, Arcee piped in with her concerns “Bulkhead has a point, Ratchet. You lost it at whatever Knockout said to you. What gives?”

Growing increasingly frustrated with the sudden interrogation, Ratchet snaps his helm around “I’ve already told you that it was inconsequential. Now let me proceed with scanning you for injuries and move on!” The tension in the room could’ve been cut with a knife as the rest of the group falls silent, and no one presses the matter further. Standing at the controls, you were taken aback by Ratchet’s behavior, as this was severely out of character for your normally patient, if a bit sassy-medic. But you remained silent as you watched Arcee begrudgingly allow Ratchet to assess her.

It wasn’t long before Arcee returned to the main area of the base, being cleared of any injuries by Ratchet, but you noticied that he had yet to reappear. Normally the only other area on base you could find Ratchet would be in one of the back storerooms which usually housed various supplies. You quietly made your way through the halls, the faint sound of something falling making you hone in on one particular room. The motion-sensors on the door allowed you entry into the storeroom, and you quickly spotted Ratchet with his back turned against one of the shelves. It felt as if you were walking on glass as you approached him, “...Ratchet? You’re really starting to worry me. Can you please, please… tell me what is wrong?”

“...I’m sorry, (Y/N) for worrying you. That is the last thing I would want to do to you” Ratchet replied, but his back remained turned away from you. You approached him and closed the door behind you. Stepping closer, you wrapped your arms around his heel in a hug, hoping your touch would comfort him “I know. But Ratchet…. You are hurting yourself by holding in.. whatever it is that’s making you act this way. We’ve been through too much for you to shut yourself off from me.” A heavy sigh escaped from the medic’s vents and he shifted his frame to look at you.

As you briefly stepped back, he knelt down to move his faceplate closer to your level, “You deserve to know of course… You deserve better. …Perhaps if I was in a different field of medical training, I would be better suited to explain myself, so I shall try my best.” He took a deep breath, clearly struggling “I’ve been concerned that I may not be the mech best suited for you.”

You stood before him frozen as you struggle to process his words, “...Come again?” Ratchet felt as if someone were twisting a blade in his gut, but continued, “I meant that you deserve the best. You are so kind and full of life and vigor, and I am perhaps too old to provide you with what a younger mech could.” He can’t bear to meet your gaze any longer, and turns his face away from you in shame. He is shocked to feel a brief sting on his helm, looking back to see you holding a small wrench in your hands. “Hopefully that will knock some sense back into you” your eyes were welling-up with tears as you dropped the wrench.

“You really think your age would change how I feel for you? You think I would care what anyone, bot or con or human has to say about it?” You approach Ratchet and gently place your hands on his cheeks, staring deeply into his optics, “Ratchet, you are the only man for me. So what if you’re mature and full of experience? You’re my one and only and don’t ever think otherwise.” You lean in and plant a deep and sweet kiss against his cool lips.

It felt like time stood still as he looked at your beautiful face. Your warm lips were like fireworks as you pressed them to his, How can she be this perfect? How do I deserve her? Ratchet’s mind swirled as you pulled away from him, feeling a gentle brush as he swiped a tear from your eye with a servo, “(Y/N), please forgive me for putting you through such torment. I… I was insecure about many things. I still wonder if I am truly capable of fulfilling all of your needs.”

You stepped forward and kissed him again, albeit with a little more heat. You raised an eyebrow as you pulled away, a devilish grin playing on your lips, “You have always fulfilled my every need. You could always test how well you’re able to please me…?” The look in your eyes and tone in your voice was easy for the medic to decipher. He felt his frame heat up and his engine rev, “...I suppose I can run a few… tests to see the results.” He gave you a half-cocked smirk before gently scooping you into his servo and setting you on one of the upper shelves, before showering your neck and collarbone in sensual kisses.

Primus, hopefully no unlucky soul needed any supplies from that room…

#transformers #tfp #transformers x reader #transformers prime #ratchet #ratchet x reader #tfp ratchet #tfp ratchet x reader #tfp x reader

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What I sent to my bestie after I literally told her I don’t wanna eat:

@theduskie

#transformers #coping mechanism #lmao #ultra magnus #i love him #tfp #transformers prime #tfp memes #transformers memes

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Ultra Magnus x reader

NSFW warning

angst (the main focus)

1st person, female

takes place in an AU where the reader, as a part of the team, has moved to Cybertron after the events of all 3 TFP seasons

commitment issues, denial, stress relief sex, one night stand?

I kinda cringed myself out with this one but ok- kinda hot-

I was in bed ready to sleep when I heard someone entering my bedroom. Just by the sound of the walk I could tell it’s Magnus. I could feel him lay on my berth that I put a mattress and bunch of cushions on as an improv. He lay right behind me… I didn’t say anything. Neither did he. Nonetheless, I could feel the tension growing.

Soon I could feel his massive servos being all over me - groping me, getting under my shirt, touching my breasts… I shuffled around as I was quietly mewling. I wasn’t really in the mood for this… Another one of our “one night stands”, or at least they seem so.

“Magnus… I don’t-“

“Magnus, sir.” he corrected me… It sent shivers of pleasure down my spine. It really turns me on when he does this.

“..Yessir…” I said quietly as I slightly turned around to face him. He immediately leaned to kiss me as he continued touching me all over. His dermas are rough ans he isn’t even trying to use them any more gently.

He took off my shirt, then my panties. Soon I found myself lying helplessly underneath him with my legs wide spread. Everything was happening so quick I didn’t even get to enjoy the foreplay. If there’s any. His foreplays tend to be dry.

He was towering over me as he removed his crotch cover to reveal his spike. He grabbed it by the base and gave it a little twist as it shrunk at least 50% (can’t fit a 75cm long and 18cm wide spike in a human-) before he pushed it inside of me in missionary. No warning, no nothing. Just like that. His stress outlet can’t wait I guess…

It immediately made my tummy bulge as I started moaning quite loudly at his sudden pace. He covered my mouth with his servo but he needed both of them to hold my torso up and keep my legs spread enough properly. He stopped and grunted in slight frustration as he pulled out, flipping me over just like that. He immediately went back to work as he kept his servo on my mouth again, muffling my loud moans as much as possible. Can’t let anyone know he’s actually making me feel good and enjoying himself, right? His groaning also filled my colorful bedroom but just in the right amount and frequency.

He’d make me arch my back, lift my head and look up at him as he’d look down at me while carefully holding me by my throat. We’d keep eye contact until my eyes would roll into back of my head due to overstimulation or until my tightness would squeeze his spike even more and make him frown and close his optics. He’d press onto my tummy or grope my butt or hips very tightly as he wouldn’t slow down at all. When I’d get a chance, I’d moan:

“Sir~!” which would make him groan loudly and go even rougher on me which I would actually enjoy. The sounds of aggressive clapping of my skin against the rough steal of his hips and thighs filled my bedroom. At times, I would once again feel his servo on my throat or shoulder, breasts, back… Anywhere really. At one point he even leaned to plant a soft kiss on my back as he was getting closer to his climax.

It was over quite quickly actually. He didn’t make me finish once again but I didn’t really care… As long as he shows me he loves me.. even if this is the only way…

That’s what I tell myself every time this happens…

…

Later, we were in the same position like before the intercourse. My back turned to him as he was just silently lying there. He slightly reached out to me with his servo for a second but he brought it back in the previous position, deciding not to do whatever he planned to… Probably to show any kind of affection with physical touch. But he miserably failed.

I could feel that. I turned around to look at him over my shoulder. He was just staring at me with his blue optics and a frowny face. I smiled at him a little as I turned around completely, now facing him. I scooted a little closer to him as I slowly reached out with my tiny hand to touch his cheek plate but he… backed away… He moved his helm slightly backwards as a sign that he doesn’t want me to touch him… My smile faded as I slowly put my hand away. I turned back around, slightly curling in a ball, tugging at my blanket as it uncovered my back completely due to that motion.

I could hear him heavily ex vent. I then felt his huge servo pulling my blanket over my bare back, nicely tucking me in. I didn’t move, I didn’t say anything… Neither did he…

Then I could hear and feel him standing up. I turned around.

“Sir, where are you-…” I was about to ask where he’s going but I was interrupted by his huge figure stopping in his tracks and slowly turning his helm to the left. After a couple of seconds he just proceeded to walk through my bedroom door and leave me…

…

Well at least this time he stayed a little longer…

or at least that’s what I tell myself every time…

Dividers belong to @saradika 💙

#transformers #transformers x reader #transformers prime #tfp #ultra magnus #tfp ultra magnus #ultra magnus x reader #tfp ultra magnus x reaader #autobots #transformers prime x reader #tfp x reader

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