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uselessmicrowave · 6 months
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Request (This is optional if you don't want to do it)
2-3 random members of the LL crew react to a Cybertronian!s/o with a "spark murmur". Basically just a heart murmur but for a Cybertronian. Any characters, it's your choice :)
ratchet
He's very concerned, it's not normally supposed to do that...
He'll let it slide. If you promise you're fine.
No, he's not worried about you. Or flustered. He has stuff to do.
No, it's not like he wants to tell you sappy things and hold his servo.... who told you that??
whirl
Whirl thinks it's sooo cute, he'll tease you about how it was because you're in love with him.
He may or may not do the minimum amount of research to make sure it's not serious.
If it's not a heath condition or issue you have, he's definitely teasing you about this more.
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ppnuggie · 7 months
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maybs relationship headcanons for whirl with GN reader? and if you could, add characters of your choice too? thank you so much <3
      WHIRL x gn reader
    『 whirl ,, gender neutral reader 』
  -> relationship hcs
  — fluff ,, sfw ,, crack ,, comforting whirl :(
  — here you go ! :3 tysm for requesting ! i was gonna add nautica and swerve to this but i kinda got lazy
| • being with him is quite the ride ,, having gotten that close to him
| • while theres a lot of fun moments you spend together ,, from pranking some of the other crewmates ,, riding in his cockpit whilst on another planet ,, messing with ultra magnus's desk
| • though sometimes there's days where whirl doesn't feel too great about anything
| • on those days ,, when finished with your work ,, you seek him out immediately in his habsuite
| • you'll probably find him with his clocks ,, listening to his complaints and frustrations
| • your own tiny hands holding onto his larger class ,, pressing kisses to his plating
| • on days where he feels somewhat decent ,, you two do have days in his habsuite ,, where its just the two of you spending time together
| • he always picks the movies out ,, what dvds and cds you've brought from earth to enjoy in space because lord knows netflix wouldnt work light years away from earth
| • for some reason ,, whirl always picks horror movies and then complains about all the blood in them
| • if you make popcorn ,, he gets intrigued every time ,, as there's nothing like that for cybertronians
| • he would try to steal some but his claws cant exactly pick it up
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harventheblorbo · 1 year
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Rodimus, Whirl and Rewind with a reader that sleep talks and sleep walks a lot?
Rodimus, Whirl and Rewind with a reader that sleep talks and sleep walks!
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Containing; Rodimus, Whirl, And rewind
___ is gender neutral and can be looked as Cybertronain or human
Warning; None
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Rodimus;
When rodimus hears you talking, he trys to reply to whatever nonsense your saying. But when you don't reply back, he looks at your face and sees your fast asleep. He gets freaked out a little bit.
He is kinda mixed if he is hearing stuff or you sleep talk. So he trys to ingore it the best that he can. Even if he gets insanely creeped out when you mumble something about how much you hate wet socks.
It takes him a while for him to ask you about it. But when he does, he feels kinda dumb for not realizing it 💀.
When you start to sleep walk tho, he screams and tries to hide under the covers. Whenever he has to drag you back into bed, he doesn't bother trying to hold you as he is a little scared to even think about it.
Whirl;
I feel like he slightly says stuff in his sleep as well so when he hears you do it, he isn't totally surprised as most would think. He finds it funny whenever you mumble about what ever.
When he tells you about it, your in total shock and asks for a recording the next time y'all sleep together. And when he let's you listen to a audio recording, he laughs on how dumb founded you look.
Whenever you sleep walk, he tries to grab you before you can leave the bed or just try to wake you up before you can walk further. He doesn't understand why this is something that people do but just kinda accepts it.
Rewind;
When he hears you mumble something, he instantly tries to record it. When you mumble something again, he turns off the audio recorder just so he can let you listen later.
He doesn't really mind it but whenever he is about to fall asleep, he kinda gets irritated but knows that neither you or him can control it.
When he let's you listen to the audio recording in the morning, he kinda chuckles to himself as this is probably the first time finding this out for yourself. When you ask how often it happens and he responds honestly, you are kinda frozen in place.
When you sleep talk though, he accepts it and just let's you wonder the shared place that you two have. But is able to stop you if he wants too.
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pleasantspark · 1 year
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whirl-a-ween by Brxkxn_Fxxth
Fandoms:The Transformers (IDW Generation One)  
Explicit
No Archive Warnings Apply
F/M
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Whirl (Transformers)/You
Whirl (Transformers)/Original Female Character(s)
Whirl (Transformers)
You
Reader
Finally WE'VE MADE IT!
End of the Kinktober as we know it.
Will be uploading all fics into a fic so you can binge
Whirl Being Whirl
Whirl is the halloween grinch
Whirl Fucks The Reader In Front Of Everyone
'Lost Light' fic
Ultra Magnus Might As Well Had Popped A Blood Vessel At That
But It's Minimus Though
Minimus Is The Readers Adoptive Daughter
Self Indulgent For All The Wrong Reasons
Improper Use Of Halloween Decorations
Improper Use Of Halloween Parties
Public Sex
Public Humiliation
Kinktober 2022
Kinktober
Transformers Kinktober 2022
Brxkxn_Fxxth Kinktober 2022
Prompt: Public Sex
Summary:
whirl isn't the type to celebrate holidays, but with you, he can make a lot of exceptions -- particularly when it comes to fucking you in front of the whole crew on halloween. [ whirl x femme! cybertronian! reader ] kinktober day thirty-one: public sex
Series:
Part 31 of Kinktober 2022 
Part 41 of Transformers 
Part 29 of Transformers MTMTE
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Whirl was a rough around the edges mech, a careless bot. He doesn’t pride himself as a masochist, but he acknowledges pain and suffering as much as a regular cybertronian would, he doesn’t show sympathy or empathy, and it’s not because of some underlying mental disorder, it’s because he simply doesn’t care . Whirl always had been the straight forward type of mech, the brutally honest , if brutally honest was a set of snarky remarks with a bit of sass. 
You didn’t really expect too much of the mech in these hours, just a simple quickie and leave, no “I love you’s” or “This was amazing”’s because it wasn’t a mutual arrangement. In fact, the only reason you can actually find yourself in this situation was because of a drunk miscommunication. Whirl offered you to come to his habsuite and go for a whirl and you agreed, the piss face drunk mech fucked you long and hard. 
The next morning he made it clear that he only wanted it to be a fuck you, and fuck him situation and that “relationships” aren’t his strong suit. You agreed, you were kind of like Chromedome when it came to hopeless romance, you tend to jump into things without understanding what you want, you were a look before you leap femme. And that was not an understatement. 
You often found yourself roped into Whirl’s constant barrage of quarrels, and were called upon like a guard dog to defend its owner, you felt like you were nothing more than Whirl’s toy at this point and that you weren’t going to be used for anything other than backdry love making. Putting Whirl’s devoid of emotional attachment and possible PTSD and trauma besides. 
Whirl’s ambitions for you tonight were going to be big , as a preparation for tonight’s party, he wanted to make a show, knowing some bots who aren’t a fan of crass behvaior, Minimus– he was particularly enjoying the sound of hearing you moan while you’re fucked on a table in front of hundreds of the bots on The Lost Light. 
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wifetomegatron · 7 months
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Imagine a liaison aboard the lost light who calls people 'love' and 'dear' in a very soft, delicate tone.
based on this post because this is just too tempting to not write about, we must sound like debutants making their first appearance in fashionable society speaking in skittish whispers and sighs all the time when in reality organics speak in different octaves and wavelengths. definitely self indulgent cause me and my friends do this.
Imagine a liaison aboard the lost light who calls people 'love' and 'dear' in a very soft, delicate tone. In a ship full of battle-weary, pessimistic, cybertronians desensitized to almost everything, that single drop of warmth coming from a human whose touches feel like silk — feather light and alien, would be enough to make them putty in your presence.
The last time Brainstorm received a — " How clever, Brainstorm, thank you for your help." He had nearly popped a circuit trying to come up with a reply, stunned silent for what Perceptor claimed was the first time he was without one of his usual snarky remarks. Then it was Swerve, who wouldn't shut up about how you had called him 'darling' — Skids was adamant to prove to him that it was just how you spoke to people, even if the theoretician himself had his chest puffed out from being called 'dear'.
Then there was the time that you had scolded Whirl for nearly stepping on you, voice still painfully tender in comparison to the mechanical lilt of metal vocalizers —" Ooop! Careful there, handsome!" You had jumped, swerving just in time before his pedes crushed you. And the watchmaker froze, with a single optic pinning you in place. Then Drift had to chase him down several hallways, yelling that he wasn't allowed to just pick you up and run off.
An intervention was needed when a group of mechs were sent down a Decepticon outpost and returned with injuries. Apparently, everyone wanted to be pat on the arm and have you crooned — " Oh, you poor, brave thing" to them. With your brows knitted in worry, lips pout and slightly parted as they tell you all the heroic things they did. ( Ultra Magnus wasn't too impressed when said intervention from Rodimus was just a plot for him to cut the line and show you his battle scars. Someone in the back of the line had yelled that he wasn't even scratched. Judging from the infighting brewing, it was most likely Whirl.)
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in1-nutshell · 2 months
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I know request are closed so just add this to the bottom of the list for whenever you see it.
TFP Megatron's daughter with MTMTE Megatron.
this feels like the kinda thing that would hurt him, knowing that in one universe he was lucky enough to have a daughter as smart and kind as buddy and he hurt her.
have a nice day hope you drink water
This is a pair that I have thought about if they ever met. Buddy is now going to have to meet another Megatron. But don't worry she's not alone!
Hope you enjoy!
Megatron's daughter with the opposite personality meeting MTMTE Megatron
SFW, Platonic, Familial, slight angst, Cybertronain reader
TFP/MTMTE
In MTMTE…
Brainstorm was bored.
So, he started to work on one of the projects he had been putting off for a while.
A dimension to an alternate universe, even different than theirs!
He was just about to turn it on when Perceptor came in.
“Brainstorm have you seen Nautica? I have her data—what in Primus’s name are you doing?!”--Perceptor
Brainstorm hanging upside down trying to reach a button to turn on the machine that was slightly smoking.
“Oh! Percy! You’re just in time! I was going to push the button—”--Brainstorm
Perceptor trying to reach Brainstorm.
“There will be no pushing—”--Perceptor
Brainstorm pushes the button.
“BOOP!”—Brainstorm
Machine starts whirling up.
“It’s working!”--Brainstorm
In TFP…
Buddy was walking with Miko on her shoulder.
They had gone to go get some arts and crafts from one of the empty rooms in the base.
Something about a human holiday coming up.
When the portal opened.
“OH, PRIMUS NOT AGAIN!”--Buddy
Buddy dropping the boxes trying to grab Miko and something else to not go into the portal.
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN AGAIN?!”--Miko
“EXPLAIN LATER! BULKHEAD! OPTIMUS! ULTRA MAGNUS! RATCHET!”--Buddy
Miko slips through Buddy’s grip.
“BUDDY!”--Miko
Buddy jumps at Miko, covering her entire body as they both get swallowed by the portal.
In MTMTE…
Brainstorm was wrestling with Perceptor when two figures came out of the portal.
The portal shut leaving the machine slightly smoking.
There was no way anyone was going to turn that thing on and not have it potentially exploding in their faces.
Miko groaning a bit t the rough landing.
She is on a lab table.
Buddy is hanging upside down tangled up in a bunch of wires.
“Oh! Hello!”--Brainstorm
Brainstorm lightly pokes Miko who just looks at these two new bots.
“Hey! Leave her alone!”--Buddy
Buddy is struggling to get out of the wires to get to Miko.
“Relax!”--Brainstorm
Brainstorm presses a button to release the wires.
Buddy falls face first on the floor.
Brainstorm, Miko, and Perceptor wince hearing the sudden noise.
Perceptor helps Buddy up.
“My apologies. I know you two may have some questions in where—”--Perceptor
“We’re a different universe or dimension.”--Buddy
Brainstorm’s wings go up.
“Have you done that before?!”--Brainstorm
“Against my will, yes. This is Miko’s first time.”--Buddy
“Who are you guys?”--Miko
“My name is Brainstorm! I’m actually the mech who brought you two here with my machine. This is my partner Perceptor! Don’t mind him, he’s more of a mood killer.”--Brainstorm
Percepor sends him a glare.
“So, you’re the bot who brought us here? What about getting us back?”--Buddy
“Haven’t gotten to that part yet, but eventually we’ll get there!”--Brainstorm
Perceptor offers his servo for Miko to climb on.
She does and gets passed to Buddy.
Buddy refuses to let her down on the ground.
The two scientists briefly explain where the pair had ended up as they go to the med bay for any internal injuries.
Ratchet nearly has a stroke seeing a human and new bot in the med bay.
Buddy and Miko know immediately who Ratchet is. He isn’t too far from the Ratchet they were used to.
Brainstorm and Perceptor had to leave the pair with Ratchet while they went back to the lab to see if the machine was all right after a warning alert came online.
After explaining how the pair got there and nearly putting Ratchet in cardiac arrest, they get a clean bill of health.
“Hey Ratchet. Brainstorm and Percy over there said the war was over in this universe. Is that true?”--Miko
“Yes. Thankfully its been over for a bit. Has…”-Ratchet
“Our’s isn’t over yet…”--Buddy
Ratchet gives them an sympathetic smile.
Someone slams the door open.
Buddy grabs Miko and keeps her close to her chassis.
“Hey Doc-bot! I need you to settle an argue—”--Whirl
Whirl looks at Buddy and Miko.
“…”--Everyone
Whirl looks at Ratchet.
“Brainstorm?”--Whirl
“Brainstorm.”--Ratchet
Whirl steps closer slightly menacing to the pair.
Buddy straightens up, and tightens grip on Miko.
“So what do we have here? Another minibot and a fleshy.”--Whirl
“If you call me fleshy, can I call you a computer?”--Miko
Buddy wants to scream at Miko for trying to antagonize the larger mech.
Whirl blinks and steps closer.
Buddy glares at him hard.
Don’t. touch. Her.”--Buddy
“…All right! I have to give it to you both. Steal bearings.”--Whirl
Whirl scoops both Buddy and Miko up to his chassis.
“I’ll give you two the Lost Light tour with all the helpful commentary.”--Whirl
Buddy looks over at Ratchet who looks very tired but gives a ‘Your-safe-with-him’ smile.
Buddy can only hope so.
By the time Whirl gets to Swerve, Miko and him have already made a blood pact and have several ideas on overthrowing those who have wronged them.
Whirl swears he has found his Amica from another dimension.
Buddy is just trying to take everything in while also accessing any and all dangers onboard this ship.
It was much bigger than anything she had ever seen back home.
Even bigger than the Nemesis.
“—Then Megs and him nearly—”--Whirl
Buddy turns to him so fast he thinks she might have broken her neck cables.
“Megs? As in Megatron? He is here? On this ship!?”--Buddy
“Yeah? Oh yeah you two mentioned something about your war still going on.”--Whirl
“Yeah.”--Miko
“How come you two haven’t talked about it?”--Whirl
“Its better to tell a whole group so we don’t have to go through the whole story again and again.”--Buddy
“Kinda like your name?”--Miko
Buddy sighing heavily.
“Yep.”--Buddy
“Wait what is your designation, Tiny?”--Buddy
“Buddy.”--Buddy
Whirl stops momentarily.
“Buddy? What kind of name is that? Did your Caregivers want you to get picked on?”--Whirl
Buddy winces a bit while Miko flicks his armor a bit.
“Oh! Soft spot. Got it, but you might as well tell now before anyone else knows.”--Whirl
Buddy gives him a dead glare.
“All right, all right, no spoilers.”--Whirl
“But back to Megatron—”--Buddy
“Hey look we’re here.”--Whirl
It was after hours, meaning not many mechs were in.
Just most of the mech whirl associated himself with.
As usual, Whirl made his grand entrance in the bar.
Not many bots paid attention to him thinking he was just being Whirl.
Buddy’s anxiety was going up seeing all the energon out.
She worried for Miko’s safety and kept her close.
Miko didn’t object to the closeness, remembering what happened to Raf.
Hopefully this universe didn’t have a variant of dark energon.
“Hey Swerve! Look who I got.”--Whirl
Swerve turning around.
“Whirl if its Rewind and Tailgate—”--Swerve
His optics land on Buddy and Miko in his cockpit.
“H-How—what—huh?”--Swerve
Buddy is trying to ease the tension as Whirl places her and Miko on one of the bar stools and takes a seat himself.
“Hi, I’m Buddy and this is Miko. We are from another dimension and—”--Buddy
Swerve proceeds to fanboy about humans to Miko and asks a thousand questions where the two are trying to answer.
Swerve’s increase in chatter brought attention to the rest of the bars patrons to the new guest.
Some even comm in their friends to come and see the new commers from another dimension.
Buddy seemed to have relaxed a bit at all the friendly bots around her and Miko.
Miko was having the time of her life.
She let some of the more curious bots who had never seen a human before holding her on the condition that they tell her goofy stories.
Whirl had offered to take her to the gun range, which Buddy immediately shot down.
Eventually Ultra Magnus came in with Rodimus following behind.
The pair had heard from Ratchet, Brainstorm and Perceptor about their new visitors and had to meet them.
Magnus had messaged Megatron to come as soon as his evening class was done.
Magnus had never seen a human or a bot so happy to see him before.
What is this feeling?
They were excited… to see him?
Not Rodimus… just him?
That’s when Megatron came in with the rest of the Rod Squad.
Buddy felt her entire world come to a halt.
She knew well that this Megatron was not hers.
She knew that she should have any harsh feelings for the mech that she barely knew.
…that didn’t stop her servos from shaking and everything start to blur.
Miko was quick to recognize that Buddy was starting to freak out and saw why.
And she wouldn’t blame Buddy for freaking out.
This Megatron was a whole category by himself, easily.
Their Megatron wouldn’t stand a chance against this giant mech.
Miko went to grab Buddy’s servo when she noticed something in her pocket.
The Apex Armor!
How did she even forget this!?
Miko activates the armor and jumps off the counter causing multiple mechs to scream and try to grab her.
She activates the armor now standing roughly average height in front of Buddy.
“DID THE FLESHY CYBERFORM?!”--Brainstorm
“WHAT JUST HAPPENED!?”--Tailgate
“THAT’S MY FURTURE AMICA!”--Whirl
Miko stares straight at Megatron as if daring him to make the first move.
Rodimus comes between her and Megatron.
“Woah, woah, woah. First nice form and all that needs explaining. Two I heard about your war still going on, but this Megatron here, he’s reformed.”--Rodimus
Buddy pats Miko on the shoulder from the bar.
They both look at each other, having an in-depth understanding.
Buddy gets down on the floor and walks towards the hulking giant, staring at the red Autobot badge.
She takes out her servo.
“My name is Buddy. Its… its good to see you Megatron.”—Buddy
Miko was silently cheering for Buddy’s bravery.
She even managed to get Megatron to sit down with the rest of the patrons.
That’s when the two of them agree to finally, fully, talk about their universe.
Starting with Buddy’s origins.
Just hearing about Buddy being Pre-war Megatron’s daughter floored everyone.
Megatron exe. Has stopped working please try again later.
He… he has a sparkling in another universe?
That’s great—wait… they were still at war…
Something was wrong…
The story started out with much understanding about the Senate’s power-hungry ideas and how hard it was to keep a sparkling.
Everyone, despite knowing what happens generally with the Senate meeting, is on edge.
Everyone is quiet when Buddy starts to describe her life on the Nemesis.
There are some glares to Megatron, but then they remember its other dimension Megatron that they need to get angry at.
Megatron has a neutral face while Buddy describes her time on the Nemesis.
Miko grabs her servo when the worst bits come up.
Several bots get up to give Buddy a hug during the explanation.
Some just stay there hugging.
Miko eventually tells her position with meeting Team Prime to try and make things as chronological as they could.
Once the pair is done, it’s silent.
Megatron looks over at Buddy.
“Buddy… I know that you are not my sparkling. But at the same time, you are. I want to tell you that the actions of my counterpart do not speak for other alternatives. I am sorry that you were hurt this way by him. I know that may not—”--Megatron
Buddy dives in and hugs his waist.
Megatron freezes before slowly placing his servo on Buddy’s back.
“You don’t need to apologize. You’re not him. You have a chance at peace and to make something great out of it. I am so proud of you for that Megatron. He… he would take peace and spit in your face. The point I’m trying to say is… thanks dad.”—Buddy
Buddy looks back at him.
She gives a small smile.
He gives a weak one back.
Miko is cheering in the background.
For the next several days the duo stays on the Lost Light waiting for the machine to get fixed.
Swerve thankfully got his servos on some human necessities for Miko while she stayed.
They had a blast with everyone on the ship.
Megatron and Buddy were nearly inseparable.
Megatron silently swears if he sees his counterpart that caused so much pain to this sparkling, he is going to meet his end. Or at least get the beating of a lifetime.
Soon enough it’s time for the two to leave.
The goodbyes are long and tearful.
Miko hugs Whirl’s neck as he tries his best to not tear up.
“If you ever end up in my universe you know who to call, okay?”--Miko
“Got that right Fleshy.”--Whirl
“I’m gonna miss you, you oversized can opener.”--Miko
Buddy and Megatron exchanging some words before giving one last hug.
“Bye everyone!”—Buddy and Miko
Buddy and Miko, in the Apex armor, go through the portal.
Menawhile in TFP…
Buddy shoots out the portal and straight into the wall.
“Why… I swear its every single time…”--Buddy
Miko lands doing a back flip.
“That was fun!”--Miko
Buddy falling back on the floor.
“Speak for yourself.”--Buddy
“MIKO!? BUDDY?!”--Bulkhead
Thunderous pedes start coming their way.
“Miko how do you feel about house arrest?”--Buddy
“…You think if we contact the Lost Light again, we’ll escape it?”--Miko
Pedesteps are getting louder.
“Not likely. Do what I do. Accept your fate without resistance.”--Buddy
The door gets torn off its hinges as Tema Prime comes pouring in.
“Nice knowing you Miko.”--Buddy
“Same to you Buddy.”--Miko
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michaela-o · 5 months
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How do you think Cybertronians would react to human fights like these?
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Bloody, bruised, scratched, bitten, battered etc.
I like to think that most Cybertronians will always see humans as animals with their animalictic instincs hidden deep inside only coming out when really needed. Cause you see when Cybertronians fight they usually just use their guns or fists or any tactical fight but that’s it from what i saw in comics and here you have humans who fight with everything they have , no tactic at all just using their natural weapons (teeth, nails) to inflict as much damage as possible until the other gives up or worse. Ends up fatal.
Overall i think Cybertronians would find this type of human fights very bizzare, unsettling and animalistic. The wild look in their eyes is what would usually get them to stop and think how can something so small and soft yet be so wild and violent. Maybe it would even make some bots understand why ,whatever god, made them small. Maybe after a bot witnessed such fight they would be glad humans aren’t as big as Cybertronians. Maybe it would change a bot’s whole mindset about humans being just cute little pets and that they are actualy very dangerous beings. And they don't even know about the adrenaline in humans.
Oh god and don’t get me even started about a mother bear protecting her child.
Ah it feels so good letting my thoughts free :3❤️❤️ please if you have anything to say feel free to reply to this post because i would love to hear your thoughts about this <3
Also this drawing was just me practicing dynamics when this came to my head😭❤️
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Whirl : You got a date yet Y/n?
Y/n : No...
Whirl : Well you do now! Get your aft up and hold my servo!
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tinydefector · 20 days
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Glory Hole
Energyfluid AU
Character: Megatron, Rodimus, Whirl, Cyclonus and Drift
Warnings: Smut, Oral, body fluids, cum drinking, fingering
Word count: 2.4k
Request and ask open, read pinned post
Notes: I got a request for Whirl while I was working on this, and it was for fluid play/Vomit, so I tried to work a bit of that into this. So Anon, I hope you like it.
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Raucous laughter and lively conversation fill the bar as assorted mechs enjoy downtime. At the counter, Swerve meticulously polishes and cleans every glass, whistling an upbeat tune. 
Riptide nurses his high-grade, regaling Whirl with tales of his latest daring escapades above the clouds. Across the room, Tailgate and Cyclonus share private words, orbiting ever closer. 
Rodimus holds court amid his crew, gesticulating wildly as he recounts some bravado-filled battle. Beside him, Drift watches with a half-smile, content in quietude. Brainstorm debates theory with a gathering of scientists. 
At a shadowed booth, two dark helms bow close, mysterious as the joor fades around them. Music pulses through lively crowds on the dance floor and stage alike. 
When movement catches many bots optics follows the petite figure's progress, 
The human gives Swerve a wave as they head further down the table with drink in hand. It wasn't hard for them to navigate the Ridge along the wall until they made their way over to one of the dark booths. The one every bot knew as the 'glory hole' booth. They patiently wait on their side of the wall for company. 
Megatron's Piece
His optics observed the tiny creature's approaching the veiled booth curiosity from his own seat. With a low rumble he stands himself not caring for the lingering optics as he makes his way towards the other side of the booth.
The human ends up seated in the small dark booth away from everyone, eyes linger on the rather large glory hole. Eagerly waiting. It was the lost lights' worst kept secret only Ultra Magnus' not knowing about it, or not carrying enough to fix it. So here they stand, eyes glued to the hole, waiting for his potential hook up.
A flick of his servo drew the booth's privacy screens, cloaking all within the shadow's embrace.He vented softly, ready to see how the moment unfolded. Megatron draws a vent as delicate touches tease along his array, sensation unusual yet intriguing. Beneath plating long stilled, his spike stirs, pressurising thick cables as it rises to pressurise the tips of seeking fingers.
Releasing locks with care, he allows his valve cover to withdraw, His optics glow steady invitation through the gloom as spike extends, its broad head emerging into the fragile hand wrapped around his girth. Size alone speaks the vast difference between their frames, yet here within this dark booth size didn't matter anymore.  
lips are against the spike in an instant, suckling and licking lines along the length, hands working down towards megatron's Valve, soft fingers pressing against the nodes. Megatron stifles a groan as an eager mouth engulfs his spike, small tongue flickering over sensitive lines in a maddening dance. The small digits teasing at his valve click urgently against biolights, coaxing them to glow brighter under adept hands. 
Megatron knew he wasn't going to last long nor did he care, it was the release he desperately needed after so long. Pressurising lines pump fresh transfluid to his spike, slick coating the velvet mouth stretched wide to take his girth. His legs shift restlessly, canting hips in silent plea for more contact against the small hands playing him expertly. 
Through the darkness Megatron vents raggedly, surrendering control to the human on the otherside. They eagerly drink down the transfluid, cup placed under to catch what he couldn't down quickly. When they finally pulls away it's with soft pants and pale blue drips down his chin. 
After cleaning themself, the human sits back out on the bar sipping their 'drink' , a mix of Vodka and megatron's Transfluid.
Satiated cables throb dully within Megatron as he watches them so publicly drinking the mix without a care. The sight of blue smeared upon petite lips stirs coding. 
Rodimus' Piece 
Rodimus throws back the last of his high grade with a carefree laugh. Yet as he signals Swerve for a refill, a flash of movement catches his optics. 
Curious, he follows it to a shadowed booth - and pauses as subtle harmonies pluck at his intake. There, curled delicately on the edge, sits the most breathtaking creature. Lithe limbs beg exploration; soft lips cry out to be claimed.
Clearly the small being noticed his approach, moving into one side of the booth. Rodimus cycles a deep vent, arousal stirring beneath plates as memory cores unbolt.
They hum to themself when hearing quick movements on the other side of the glory hole wall. They can hear the light stumbles and giggles from a bot on the other side. shakes their head in amusement. Waiting for the bots' spike to press through the hole. Rodimus vents sharply as his spike presses invitation through the discreet access port. So rarely does he indulge such depravity. 
When small hands curl daringly around his spike, Rodimus throws back his helm with wild static, gripping the berth for balance.  "Primus" he rasps, thick fluid already weeping onto willing palms. His spike throbs powerfully, 
Rodimus guides himself to a slick, waiting mouth. His cry of rapture shakes the walls, Slowly, ever so slowly, he allows his spike to sink blissfully home. Venting ragged prayers, Rodimus braces against the wall, sparing not an inch of the treasure gifted unto him.
How blesséd this chance encounter, Tiny soft moans are felt around Rodimus' spike, as they eagerly try to take more of his spike down their throat. Hands wrapped around his length working it quickly as they hum in their chest. 
Hardened lines pulse heavy between those practised lips and hands, smooth movements wringing rapture after rapture from his very wiring. Rodimus keens and bucks helplessly into that suckling warmth, static clawing his vision to whiteness. 
It has been far too long since he'd been worked to overload. Gripping the wall till plates dent, Rodimus fights the tide only moments more. Then with a final cry he thrusts deep, spilling hot and thick directly down that willing throat. Wave after wave pulses out in pulsing bliss.
They are quick to pull away trying to catch as much in a cup as possible before drinking down as much of the sweet peach tasting transfluid he could. With one last lap at Rodimus' spike they step back letting go of his length. As his spike is freed from that embrace, Rodimus sags against the wall in blissful exhaustion. His sensors feel alight, every circuit singing. He drinks in the mouth watering sounds of his release being savoured, arousal already stirring once more. 
Whirl's Piece
Whirl spots the tiny figure's approach and cants his helm in interest. When realisation strikes, he throws his head back in cackling glee. He makes his way quickly into the booth.  "Well well, if it isn't little Tiny! Coming to play in the adult's corner, are we?" 
They need no further invitation. Reaching out, they run tiny hands across Whirl's plating, feeling transformation seams and scars alike as whirl opens his plating. A shiver runs through the hardened mech. His field flares with barely contained need and novelty-seeking charge. 
When nimble little digits find hidden sensor nodes, drawing shocked pleas from clenched dental plates, they eagerly work their mouth against whirl’s Valve. Lips wrapped around the node and hand runs along the back of Whirl's spike. 
In the murky gloom of the illicit booth, rhythmic clicks and gasps echo raw in swirling charge. Whirl shudders violently, pinned against the grimy wall by the fierce tide crashing through his lines. An alien mouth devours him with greedy, grasping hunger, coaxing pleasure from hidden places. Each suck and nip drags another cry flying free, no shame in this hallowed den of passion. 
His spike throbs nearly untouched save for scrabbling fingers, leaving it swollen and aching. Optic flame pulses wild, claw-tips scoring deep rents as the first crashing wave hits, dragging a shattering howl from his rusty vocalizer. Transfluid spurts forth in scalding pulses to flood that greedy mouth.  
Spent and shaking, Whirl slumps against the wall, venting in great billowing gusts. They grin, licking sweet lips, and dive in for more. “You're a menace whirl, but gods do you taste amazing" they calls out before running his tongue along the base of whirl’s spike lapping up the leftover Transfluid. Collection a mouthful of transfluid before letting it drip from their mouth for Whirls pleasure. 
Whirl howls, spike throbbing wildly at the sight of his release painted across that smug little mouth. His field flares in possessive hunger, desire spiking further at the brazen praise. 
"Menace?" he rasps between pants as that wicked tongue circles his nodes once more. "More like chaos incarnate, you cheeky fleshling." With a snarl, he scoops them up, cramming that teasing mouth firmly around his spike once more. "That's it, lap it all up," he growls, canting sharply to drive home his length in deep, ruthless thrusts. 
 fluids smearing across plump lips as Whirl brutalises their willing throat. He sees the adoration glowing in widened eyes and knows he's found a perfect accomplice for debauchery. "Frag, you're gonna be the death of me," Whirl pants, spike pulsing wildly. With a roar he overloads down that swallowing throat, transfluid flooding its depths.  they pull away coughing and spitting up the pale blue fluid before shooting him a glare.
"But what a way to go!" 
When they finish, the human pats Whirl's plating, finally pulling away and wiping their lips. "Thanks for the drink, handsome! Try not to choke me next time" They calls out, still coughing lightly
Cyclonus' Piece 
As the small organic approaches the booth, Cyclonus observes with neutral curiosity. Strange to see such a fragile thing seek the patrons of this darkened corner knowingly. 
When delicate fingers curl around the edge of the privacy screen, he makes no move to dissuade. Within moments, a sweet scent teases his olfactory sensors - arousal. He moves towards the glory hole. 
Soft hands move against Cyclonus' interface plate through the glory hole. soft giggles leave soft lips before they speaks. "I wasn't expecting your company tonight Cyclonus, what a surprise this is" they hums while waiting for Cyclonus to open his panel and release his spike. 
At the muffled words, Cyclonus' optics shutter halfway in dark pleasure. Still he hesitates - this creature seems so impossibly fragile. His panel hisses open reluctantly, spike pressurising at the first teasing touch upon its tip. When had he last taken interface so tenderly? Memory fails. 
His spike throbs mercilessly against small fingers wrapping slick around its girth. A gruff growl shivers the walls. "Careful, little one." A Hot mouth sliding upon his spike in a swift plunge that has Cyclonus see static. Their lips wrap around Cyclonus' spike moaning loudly around the tip as they sucks against the length. Fingers dance teasingly along the lights of his spike. 
His hips canter up on instinct, thrusts restrained but steady. Each draws forth beautiful music, and when overload finally claims him, Cyclonus keen softly coming undone. 
A violent shudder wrecks his frame as static scrambles his vocalizer. eager lips around his twitching spike. Cyclonus strains against the screen dividing them, spike throbbing mercilessly as it seeks more of that blessed suction. It grants all and more, a dancing tongue to tease every sensitive cable and node, a moan vibrating straight through steel to rattle his struts like nothing else ever has. 
When it hits, it comes from the core of his being to shake the very walls. A guttural howl tears loose as Cyclonus spurts down that velvet throat in pulsing waves, vents and venting in ragged breaths.
They giggle, pulling away, Transfluid running down their front as they lick a strip up Cyclonus' spike. "First time with a human?" they asked softly.
Cyclonus can only manage a wordless grunt in response, still reeling from sensation that was utterly overwhelming. Never has any encounter scrambled his coding so completely as this delicate creature's wicked indulgences. 
Drift's Piece 
At first, Drift hears only muffled laughter and commotion from beyond the dividing wall of his private booth. Peaceable enjoyment of solitude is his simple wish on this night. Yet destiny has a way of tapping one unawares. 
The divider obscures all but shadow and suggestion. So when pale fingers emerge to caress its dark surface, tracing seams of his playing with delicate curiosity, his interest is piqued. Such slender appendages seem too fine-wrought for a mech's touch.   
Leaning close, he detects the faintest scent smoothing away like silk, sweetness like none programmed into his cultural database. Optics dim, fans cycled to mute, it was one of the humans hands. 
The fingers' owner starts faintly at the contact, then settles once more. Drift takes this as consent, they slowly suck Drift's digits though the glory hole, eagerly running their tongue along the steel. After a little they pull back. 
Through the pleasure haze, Drift registers the subtle shift. He withdraws gently from the enticing grip. A few calming vents leave him. His panel releases not in haste, exposing his spike with the same care offered fleshy fingers moments before. 
When the first velvety touch comes, he cannot stifle a shuddering vent. Sensitive sensors map every contour, Blazing optics meet shadowy fingers with perfect thrust; there exists no rush when two worlds commune so intimately. Exploration in its own time 
Small lips eagerly kiss up along his lengths and down it, pulling back and wrapping lips around Drift's spike. Humming at the gentle taste against their tongue. They runs the flat of their tongue over the hood of Drift's spike. 
He cycles his vents raggedly, fighting protocols clamouring for urgent release alone would shatter him. His spike twitches under the sinful mouth, Blissful groans sing softly through the booth as spike meets velvet suction, drawing sweet whimpers spurring him higher. 
"Come on, pretty bot unload for me, bet you taste amazing sweet thing" they call out before taking Drift's back into their mouth eager to make the bot overload. The needy encouragement pushes Drift to the very edge of coherency. Static claws at his vocalizer as he fights to reply, 
Overload hovers mere astro seconds away. His spike throbs wildly against the velvet suction pulling him toward that blissful edge. With final shreds of control, he rasps softly, "May I?" He cries out
His entire form seizes in stasis lock before collapsing heavily against the wall, Fields entwines amid aftershocks. Drift vents slowly as he recovers. 
They eagerly drink down as much of the bots transfluid as possible. "Mmm you taste pretty good sweet bot, not one of the regulars are you?" They calls out while moving back and releasing Drifts spike 
Slowly rebooting protocols pull Drift back to full awareness, stated in both frame and spirit. He powers down his interface array, closing panel with the faintest click. 
Through the darkness, a soft chuckle reaches his audials. "I am not regular. Came in here for some quiet I believe i got more than i anticipated" 
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crying-fantasies · 7 months
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When siblings fight
Masterlist
Rodimus
Sunset is Rodimus' only kid, thank Primus.
More times than not, some bots think that they are spark brothers (Sunset looks a lot like Rodimus when he was Hot Rod) before they realize that Sunset is a Terraformer and say something about it (occasionally they just say "ah, it's one of those" and Rodimus takes it as an insult even if it wasn't)
He is also usually way more calm and just tries to go on with his life, ignoring what others say about him.
Rodimus is another story.
"Dad, let's just go-"
"Ah no, I have a few things to say, hey, you frag face!"
"Dad!"
Is usually Sunset who stops Rodimus, in the worse case escenario he will call Ultra Magnus (who is an enforcer), he won't call Megatron because it could get terrible worse (Rodimus, sometimes, gets the old bot on his side, no one knows HOW) and get from a little commentary to bloody hell.
If someone says something about you, then both are on fire (literally) and ready to start a physical fight.
Optimus
Codexia is an only child and she is an angel, she never gets in any fights, in fact, she tries to stop them with tender words and then hearing both parts involved to give a solution.
No one knows how she puts everything in order, but she does, something that she really needs when she takes the title of Prime even when there is no war.
"How did you get them to an agreement?"
"Natural talent?"
If someone says something about you, Codexia tries to be hard, but fails miserably because she cringes everytime someone says a bad word.
Optimus is the one that appears menacingly behind both you in a protective manner, no one can even utter a sound, because that's Optimus fragging Prime.
When she was only Codexia she tried to be as natural and neutral as she could, when she was called Eminence that was even harder since the Autobots badge was put on her, keeps trying to go on with her responsibilities without relaying on Optimus.
Prowl
Chainbreaker is an only child, but he isn't a saint, well, not entirely.
Your kid haven't done nothing wrong in your eyes, he is very disciplined and prefers to talk above starting a fight, even when it doesn't involve him, such a nice kid, that's how every adult bot see him.
In the other hand, Prowl is more than sure that CB has started way too many fights and even made some mild ones worse, but he never has complete evidence of it.
Prowl doesn't know if he must feel worried by this behavior or be pleased (maybe proud) about Chainbreaker's ability to keep a clean track.
"Well played, kid"
"I don't know of what you're talking about, father"
CB really doesn't know, he does try to help calm the riot but he only gets it worse.
Truth is that he has Prowl's resting bitch face, something that he and some Praxians have to live with (Smokescreen tends to pat the young bot's shoulder armor in support and understanding).
Whirl
Whirl knows that Tik Tok is a sentient group of scraplets that can murder a cybertronian by eating it from inside out in mere seconds.
Does that make him stop the fights between his two girls? Absolutely no, he is in reality placing bets.
"That was my energon cube!"
"You don't even have a necessity for it, just drink water or whatever!"
"But that was my sweet flavored energon cube!"
They get physical more times than not.
Cyclonus is the one that stops the fight, or you, or he helps you because Tik Tok and Whirl Jr. can get so mad to one another that more than once you were way to close to being stomped on.
Tailgate is crying in a corner saying that he couldn't live with himself if something ever happened to any of them, almost bawling when they are cat fighting in the floor, he is going to buy more energon snacks, so stop this madness!
Whirl called you all boring, but he is the first one to stop any fight if it really does get out of control.
Blurr
When some parents have two hormone drive teenagers with a short temperament and around the same age, it's normal an even healthy to let them fight and get to a mutual understanding by themselves.
That's a liberty that Blurr and you can't have.
Not when your first child is wild and way too ready to throw a punch or your youngest that can boil someone alive if he really is on the edge.
"Pressurized hot tea pot valve"
"Dry hay hair pussy"
"Cry baby virgin"
"Poor excuse of a mammal"
"You call my tits little one more time and I'm cutting your wires while you recharge!"
Blurr has tried to stop them more than once, but Ripley and Typhoon know that he doesn't exactly mean it when he takes an authority aura, they know that he is way too soft when it comes to them.
When Blurr's long time friends come to the bar and see that kind of display they would laugh while saying how it melts their spark that Ripley acts just like her mentor when he was young, Blurr can only damn his younger self internally.
You need to be there to stop any fight from going too far (your husband simping for you in the corner, quietly).
Blurr has lost way too many loved photos in every one of his kids fighting moments, you tell him that those are still saved in data, he says it's not the same.
Bumblebee
Rosalinde was already a young adult when Blood Horn was forged so they never had a real collision with one another.
It's difficult to be angry with the little femme when she is just so little, and the bright pink of her armor is way too eye catching, making BH quite (a lot) more adorable.
And a lot more easy as a target.
Yet again, Rosalinde has grown worried about Bumblebee, her adoptive father, for as long as she can remember.
And Blood Horn is even worse than Bee when getting in trouble.
"What were you thinking?! That femme was thrice your size!"
"It's fine, she felt my punch in her face plate!"
"But then she stomped all over you! You are covered in dents and your own energon..."
Rosalinde ends up crying more times than not for her little sister.
Bumblebee tries to tell her not to worry, he is going to see what he can do and also talk to BH, but he can only do so much with you already in tears, everyone using your baby as a ragdoll and she going around like it was normal!
Bee can only believe that there is something wrong with the pink color, some kind of bad vibes or something, Arcee likes BH color and tells her so everytime they cross paths.
Jazz
Having three kids is a wild road, one that Jazz takes while singing "Life is a hallway"
He let's them vent anything they want to say because he believes in the growth by experiences.
Pauline is quite the smart cookie, getting away with many discussions as the winner, he is also the oldest, Amber Dust is your little boy, even when he is as tall as a house, so he tends to go for you in hopes of get your help.
Mariah, since she is the family's bebe, tends to be a little shit.
"Why do you have my music in your room?"
"I just found it there, okay bro?"
"Don't lie, Mariah! You don't even need it!"
"Please stop fighting or I'll tell creator about it!"
"Don't get in this, Amber!"
Amber Dust tends to be ignored even when he tries to keep peace, typical middle child crisis.
They never go to far with their words, so Jazz watches and hears from a distance, content smile on his face plate when the three get to a mutual understanding.
And intervening if things go too wild to his or your liking, it never happens, really, but is better be safe than sorry.
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uselessmicrowave · 10 months
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can we have nsfw headcanons with mtmte whirl, ratchet, brainstorm and tfa wreck-gar x a GN reader who is very shy too praise and pet name's please, if ur comfortable with it ofc!
whirl
Teasing, a lot of it. So much so you may have to ask him to stop.
Lots of pet names (puppy, babe, sweetspark, handsome, cutie, ect).
He doesn’t care if you’re in public, he’ll still gonna call you cute names and comment on how good your aft looks in that lighting.
ratchet
He practically treats you like a puppy after he finds out, like, “Oh, you like that? Yeah? You’re gonna be good for me, right sweetspark?”
Not as many nick names, but will give you all the praise he has to offer.
Compliments your face, chassis and thighs the most.
brainstorm
Awe, that’s adorable! You’re blushing and hiding your face because he praised you and called you cute?
He might need to do a handful of experiments with you. Seeing what you blush at more, which pet names you prefer, what he should praise you about, ect.
He won’t do any of the ‘experiments’ without your consent, of course.
wreck gar
He gets all smiley when you blush or act bashful or embarrassed.
Wreck Gar thinks it’s really cute that he can make you act this way.
He kisses your face while he praises you, he’s always very affectionate and makes sure you want to do something before doing anything.
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ppnuggie · 8 months
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      MTMTE x gn reader
    『 rodimus ,, minimus ,, swerve ,, rewind ,, chromedome ,, trailcutter ,, brainstorm ,, first aid ,, whirl ,, tailgate ,, skids ,, gender neutral reader 』
  -> coparenting on widgetable
  — fluff ,, sfw ,, crack
  — since ive started coparenting on widgetable i decided to do hcs of mtmte characters n coparenting on there :3
    - rodimus
| • roddy saw it on tiktok when he was supposed to be working ,, and instead of finishing it his work he spammed you about it until you replied
| • who names it -> roddy
| • he names the kid chicken nugget because it seemed funny
| • roddy would have his status set as 'saving the world'
| • he'd be a good parent the first few days ,, but after about a week or two he forgets so you have to spam him care reminders
| • he probably buys the premium
| • roddy also probably spams your notes when you have chicken nugget over ,, and begs you to return him
| • he would draw little hearts on your guys' doodle widget when hes bored
    - magnus / minimus
| • you had the app and somehow convinced minimus to download it and coown a pet with you
| • you hatched a cat ,, and minimus let you name it ,, which was probably a bad decision
| • because you named him dr . bigglesworth
| • he regrets it to this day
| • mins usually has biggles most the time ,, and never forgets to feed or bathe him
| • hes respectful with his notes and gives him to you when you ask
| • though if he sees you're neglecting dr bigglesworth ,, he'll send you one care reminder
| • he has his status set to 'hardworking'
| • mins wont write little messages on your note widget unless you do it first ,, same with doodling
| • though sometimes when he gets super stressed from work he may doodle dr . bigglesworth on your doodle widget
    - swerve
| • he found the app and was super excited to coparent with you
| • he wanted to name the egg ,, and so he did
| • and thats how jerry got his name ,, and jerry was a penguin
| • he would also always remember to take care of jerry ,, maybe even spoil him a little too much
| • whenever swerve was bored at his bar ,, he would talk to jerry and feed him
| • swerve would constantly send a miss you note whenever you had jerry ,, it was honestly crazy
| • he would have his status as 'hold a hand' always
| • swerve probably would argue with you over notes on how you're neglecting jerry ,, when you literally just got him back smh
| • though all in all ,, swerve takes his coparenting to the extreme ,, he takes it serious and as a way to prepare for any future outcomes
    - rewind
| • he found the app and asked if you wanted to coparent ,, which you didnt mind ,, rewind was already coparenting another pet with chromedome
| • for some reason ,, rewind always has his status set to 'toilet' and when you asked him why ,, all he said was that it was funny to look at
| • anyways ,, you hatch a frog !! and rewind named it dinkle without talking to you first about it
| • so now you have dinkle ,, who rewind sometimes forgets about ,, which makes you spam him care reminders until he takes care of him
| • he always argues with you over your notes ,, telling you that youre caring for him wrong
| • and when rewind's bored ,, he draws pps on the doodle widget and sends you questionable notes on the note widget
| • all in all ,, hes a 4/10 parent to coparent with
    - chromedome
| • he found out you were coparenting with rewind and asked if you wanted to do so with him !
| • he let you name the egg ,, which you named 'moonie' ,, chromedome found it a little strange but cute
| • you hatched a puppy ,, and chromedome fell in love with moonie immediately
| • honestly hes a better parent than rewind is ,, always sharing moonie with you ,, giving you moonie when you ask
| • he spoils moonie with space rocket baths all the time
| • chromedome does love to draw you both on the doodle widget as best as he can ,, which is stick figures of you two
| • he sends you good morning and good night notes on the note widget
| • and his status is usually set to 'send a heart'
| • 11/10 parent to coparent with
    - trailcutter
| • he only did it because you wanted to ,, even though deep down he wanted to be the one to ask
| • he hatches the egg and lets you name it 'big mac'
| • teebs questions why but never gets an answer ,, and so big mac hatched to be a panda
| • he also falls in love with the pet ,, always taking care of big mac
| • though he usually sends you big mac when he knows hes about to start drinking so he doesnt end up neglecting him
| • when hes drunk off of engex ,, he usually draws you crying faces and broken hearts on your doodle widget
| • and thats pretty much your sign to send big mac back to him
| • teebs grows pretty attached to big mac ,, and always feels sad when he sends him to you :( always asking that you feed and bathe him
| • teebs usually has his status set to 'kiss' but when he gets drunk he changes it to 'lonely' or 'miss you'
| • hes a 8/10 parent
    - brainstorm
| • youre the one to introduce it to him and hes over the moon about it ,, he loves the concept and is super excited about coparenting with you
| • you let him name the hatched egg ,, which happens to be a duck
| • brainstorm calls him 'featherington' for sheer silliness ,, but really he just loves featherington
| • he spends money for the premium version so he can spoil his little duckie
| • he always fights you on the notes too ,, telling you to take extra care of featherington whilst hes working and if you dont hes gonna unleash the tickle monster
| • and you dont really have the time for the tickle monster ,, so you do your best to care for featherington
| • brainstorm usually has his status set as 'need you' ,, the little animated kitty cat that only premium lets you have
| • he sends you good night notes on the note widget ,, and sometimes reminders of things you need to do that day
| • when hes done with work and bored ,, he draws featherington on the doodle widget
    - first aid
| • he probably found it whilst he was taking a break from working ,, and saw it as an ad and wanted to do it with you
| • he insists on naming the pet springy ,, totally not in relevance to springer ,, he doesnt know what youre talking about
| • you hatched a cat though ! first aid tries his hardest to take care of springy but he usually ends up neglecting him or using all his items and waits for the cool downs
| • he has his status set as 'kiss you' or 'working'
| • he'll doodle little stars in his free time though ,, which is rarely
| • first aid is another who puts little reminders on your notes widget in case you have something to do that day
| • he also spams you care reminders and gets worried when you dont take care of springy and demands him back
    - whirl
| • youre the one to introduce him to the app and he at first doesnt agree to coparent but then he starts to overthink it and agrees in the end
| • he names the pet 'spike' for shits and giggles but yall hatch a duck and he becomes so attached to spike
| • he definitely buys premium to care for spike whether or not you know about it
| • any time you receive spike ,, he immediately spams 'missing spike' notes and spams the 'care reminder' notes
| • he has his status set as 'hit' or 'push'
| • he draws spikes on the doodle notes and sends you the most out of context notes ever on the widgets
| • you swear ,, one these days and magnus will sneak a peak accidentally and confiscate your phone
    - tailgate
| • hes so excited to coparent with you he cant even wait the 24 hours ! he names the pet fluffy because he likes it .
| • you hatch a shark though ,, but tailgate insists on keeping the name fluffy
| • tailgate loves fluffy so much ,, he always reminds you to take care of him ,, though sometimes he does happen to neglect fluffy on accident
| • when he does ,, he starts getting emotional and sends fluffy to you instantly ,, saying hes a bad parent and doesn't deserve him
| • he always loves when he gets fluffy back though ,, hes so joyous and is always thanking you
| • when bored ,, tailgate doodles blue hearts and sends you little love notes on the widgets
| • he has his status set to 'kiss' or 'loving'
- skids
| • you introduce the app to him and he doesnt see why not ,, so he agrees to coparent with you
| • you let him name the pet ,, and he chooses 'bubby' for em
| • yall hatch a fox ,, and skids gets to care for him first
| • you had to show him how to ,, and he learns fast how to use the app after that
| • skids makes sure to take care of bubby when needed and doesnt blow through all his items immediately
| • on the doodle widget ,, he sends you hearts and flowers ,, sometimes drawing himself blowing you a kiss
| • and on the note widget ,, he gives you good morning and good night messages ,, randomly telling you something he heard at swerves ,, sending ilys to you
| • his status is set as 'touch' or 'hug' depending on the day
| • he usually always wants bubby but he forfeits the fox when you ask to care for him
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callsign-relic · 8 months
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Hi!! I love your works and this is my first time requesting anything so (⁠。⁠ノ⁠ω⁠\⁠。⁠)
I want to know if you can make a fluff/comfort story of MTMTE Whirl x (gn)reader with him in his holoform?(He's very pretty-) Maybe the reader has a bad day, he doesn't know how to his s/o but wants them to feel better?
If it's too difficult or you don't write for Whirl, it's okay!! I understand he can be tough to write!
Ahh I’m so glad you enjoy my works!!! I’m happy to be your first request! Hopefully this encourages you to make some more requests to any other amazing tf reader insert writers out there :D or if you want to send another request to me, you’re more than free to ;) HAHA
And this is a great concept, I’d love to do this for you! Holoforms isn’t something you see requested right out the gate very often, so I’d be happy to try and write this :D
I hope you enjoy!
Warnings: SFW, GN!Human!Reader
You were sat upon the desk in your and Whirl’s shared habsuite, hugging your knees and doing your absolute best to look anywhere that wasn’t directly into the blue mech’s singular yellow optic. He had craned his neck down near the table to try and level himself with you, yet you were shuffling your body in such a way that made it difficult for the mech to see your face.
“Aw, hey, c’mon!” He urges you, reaching one of his massive claws over to you and gently nudging your side. “You’ve been acting like this all day. I like messing with people when they’re not in the mood, but this is starting to get a little concerning.”
You throw him a sideways glare, and Whirl pulls back at that. He tilts his helm to the side, “Hey, what’s that look for?”
You scoff under your breath, pulling yourself out of your little ball to sit cross legged and glower at him. “Listen, Whirl, can you just back off for once?” Your snippy tone comes off much more aggressively than you had intended, and your eyes are quick to widen when you realize that— but the damage has been done. The glowing light of Whirl’s optic goes half lidded, and he throws a dark look back at you, too.
“Fine,” he huffs, raising himself from your level and taking a few heavy steps backwards. “I don’t care. I can just— come back later, or something.” The mech turns to leave, the door to the habsuite sliding open as always as he approached it—
“Wait!”
You scramble to your feet, nearly falling over the edge of the desk as you reach back out towards him. Whirl stops in his tracks, but he does not turn to face you.
“I’m… I’m sorry, Whirl, I shouldn’t have taken my anger out on you.” Your outstretched hand falls, and any adrenaline you had previously felt completes its course through your system. You slowly drop to your knees, sitting on your calves, and you fold your hands over the bends of your knees. As you cast your gaze down, you can hear the door to the habsuite slowly slide shut, and you can feel the vibrations faintly run through you from the table as Whirl’s footsteps land to the floor. Approaching you, though slowly.
“I’ve just… had a lot on my mind,” you admit, the fabric of your pants scrunching beneath your grip as you nervously flexed your hands. “I guess you can say I’ve been a little homesick. That’s not to say I haven’t enjoyed my time here, I love being with you guys, but…”
Finally you look upwards, and you have to crane your neck higher than before as Whirl was staring directly down at you. Helm tilted just a little, yet his demeanor otherwise entirely unreadable as he studied you under the golden light of his optic.
Your shoulders sag as you offer a defeated little laugh. “Sounds weird to say it out loud but, uh, I miss being able to properly hug someone. Or just interact with anyone close to my size in general, really.”
And for a while, Whirl doesn’t respond, only further tilting his helm as he seems to process what you just told him. You’re tempted to just look down and to the side again and try to come up with a quick lighthearted thing to say, but the sound of the mech before you moving again captures your attention. He takes a couple steps back to one of the side walls, leaning up against it and— powering down??
You lean forward— what was he doing? The yellow light of his optic dims to a near imperceptible brightness, and you can swear you hear his inner engines go from their typical roar to a low purr. But before you could even open your mouth to call out to him, a light manifests itself in the corner of your eye. You whip around to look at it, and you suddenly land on your back as you pull yourself away from the humanoid being that was currently materializing itself in wireframe before you.
Fractals of color and detail appear in random splotches on the humanoid form, all spreading and coming together until eventually, a full figure stands before you.
It was… a human girl.
A little on the shorter side with her blue hair tied into twin pigtails on either sides of her head, the eyepatched girl looked at you questioning eyebrows before looking down to examine her gloved hands with a sideways pout. “What? What’s wrong with it this time? Ugh, don’t tell me I got the scaling wrong…”
Yet the voice that emerged from the girl wasn’t just any voice. It was Whirl’s.
Slowly, you raise yourself up from the floor, approaching the Whirl-like girl with cautiously raised hands. “What…? Whirl? Is that you?”
The girl turns her attention away from herself and back up to you, a grin forming on her lips. “Yeah, duh! Whaddya’ think?” She— or, he, you correct yourself— spreads an arm out wide as he places another on his hip, showing off this new form of his with pride.
“It’s… incredible,” you gasp, your disbelieving awe quickly transforming into starry-eyed wonder as a smile spread itself across your face, too. “How did you—? What is—?”
“‘s my holomatter avatar,” Whirl explains nonchalantly, tugging down the ends of his stylish denim overalls. “Holoform for short. It’s a quick fix for when we stop by any mech-unfriendly planets. Heh, there was this one time where we were using these around organics and—“
The disguised mech’s words are quickly cut off by a feeling enveloping his whole body. He shifts his gaze to look, and he sees you, suddenly with your arms wrapped around his slightly shorter form. You stay there for a long time, hugging him wordlessly.
Then, after a moment, Whirl slowly wraps his own arms around your back too.
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i-starcreamed · 1 year
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Hey, I was thinking of a oneshot request for MTMTE Rodimus, Megatron, Drift, Whirl, Tarn, Shatted Glass Optimus Prime and Bayverse Ironhide with a Cybertronian S/O who can transform into a weapon (and it depends on what weapon she turns to, depending on who the character she is with). I was thinking it could be a female S/O as well, to make it easier for you cause I'm aware that's a lot of characters lol. Thank you, have a good day/afternoon/night 🤗
Part 2 of this request
MTMTE Whirl x Cybertronian!reader
this one ended up longer than I thought LOL
Whirl is immediately thrilled to have such a cool partner. At first he was distrustful of you, as usual, and even challenged you to a brawl for no reason. All you were doing was having a small drink at Swerve's, chatting and laughing with a couple of other bots. It was about your second or third time showing up at the bar, you found it quite easy to make friends here. Now, Whirl wasn't particularly interested in you when you first arrived on the Lost Light. Nothing unusual, you were just another bot, right? And yet like many others, after seeing you a couple of times he just couldn't figure out your alt-mode. Were you on the LL for no absolute reason and just another has-been?
And so he did the most logical thing, he suddenly marched up to you and said something like, "c-mere!" So...you did the most logical thing as well. Despite the mechs holding both Whirl and you back, you managed to transform and fire in a split second before you hit the ground.
Despite having a gaping hole in his chassis (nothing fatal, don't worry) he never left you alone after that.
It's been a while since the two of you have been together now, to the surprise of many and others simply said you were meant for each other. So it came to the point where you could trust him as the one to handle your alt-mode.
"You sure this won't uh, blast my arm off or something?"
"I'm not sure, actually, but we'll find out." Anyone who was unfamiliar with you two would wonder why Whirl was talking to a talking blaster that was bigger than the size of his clawed servos, but luckily you were alone. This was the first time either of you had done this, it startled the both of you when you transformed and magically clipped onto Whirl's arm like a built-in blaster meant just for him. Unexpected, but convenient.
"Ready?"
"Re-"
He fired and the both of you went flying backward into the wall. The blast didn't hit the desired target and instead a bit above it, creating a burnt mark on the metal walls. Meanwhile, debris fell onto Whirl as he recovered from the hit, you were both sitting in a dent in the used-to-be wall.
"Whirl! Are you- are you okay?!"
You transformed back and knelt down beside him, gently shaking him by his shoulder plates. He seemed a little dazed, you always wondered how his single optic can be so expressive. He lifted his right servo a bit shakily, the same one he fired with, and placed it near your chassis.
"That was...that was hot.."
You best believe after that, you grew closer than ever. He no longer collapses at your alt-mode's recoil and he looks badass while attacking his enemies, what more could he want?
Although the mech was a little funky, you wouldn't change a thing. You snapped out of your thoughts when suddenly your surroundings went silent, you looked up at your conjunx only to meet his gaze as well. His yellow optic turned into an upside-down "u" shape and you couldn't help but smile.
MTMTE Tarn x Cybertronian!Reader
Let's head back to Issue #7, yeah? Also I can't see Tarn being in a healthy relationship but I love him just as much as others do, so I made him somewhat sane for you, anon (or I made reader just as crazy, idk)
Tarn would never admit how much he enjoyed your alt-mode and well...you in general. He does, but in his own odd ways. The mech is so accustomed to using others for his own gain, taking and taking and taking but giving only when it's beneficial to him. But you? He cherishes you the way he cherishes what he does. You would've never thought you'd be part of the DJD, much less being the literal conjunx of their leader. Yeah, you knew about all their actions but you couldn't help but hold your helm high up as you stood next to your partner, peering down at a beat-up mech as the rest of the DJD stood around him.
Black Shadow, you remembered, was quivering on the ground with most of his armor melted off, barely cooling off. But at what cost? He had already been partially melted by Helex and now it was time for you to partially do your job.
"Y/N, love. Care to assist me in teaching this traitor a lesson?"
You obliged, you transformed into the cybertronian equivalent of a circular saw with the sharpest of blades. Over time, you too had gotten your own modifications of course. More and more blades were added to your alt-mode, resulting in a ravishing and formidable torture machine. The beaten mech's optics widened, albeit weakly, knowing what was about to happen.
--
You thought it was sweet the way Tarn would carefully clean off the spilled energon from your blades every time you were finished with a traitor. Suddenly with you, he had the most gentle servos known to cybertronian-kind. After that was done, the mech let out a soft sigh. He would- read this carefully, he would give your alt-mode a peck and gentle pat on the weapon. He would take pride in the way your bio-lights would brighten.
"You did so well, as always, Y/N."
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wifetomegatron · 5 months
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If you're taking requests, can I make one for Whirl with a human fem SO who's just as insane and violence happy as he is? Bonus if you include the reactions of the LL crew to this.
"Oh fuck, now there are two of them!"
my love is a sharp, wild thing. (whirl / fem!so). slightly suggestive. mentions of fighting & violence because it's whirl lol
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" Impressive moves, sweetspark."
The second the landing pad latched itself back onto the ship, Whirl was already out to greet you. Yellow optic, wide with something playful," Care to show some to me tonight?" 
You placed your hand across your mouth, feigning shyness as your lover picked you up in his claws to nuzzle your forehead, " Oh, stop it you."
Somewhere in the crowd of weary, injured mechs, someone muttered in disgust about how you were still covered in energon, drenched head to toe in Decepticon remains. But of course, they wouldn't understand. They wouldn't — couldn't possibly understand the beauty, the seduction, of having you wild and dirty and battered. Yet triumph and seething with rage. He was already trying to kiss your lips. Trying to chase the bright, red cut you sported from a nasty brawl with the enemy. It was quite the sight to see from the cameras, you fiercely cutting through the spark chambers of mechs thirty times your size.
He would've been down there with you if Rodimus hadn't purposefully tricked him out of it — it doesn't matter now, he thought, he got the footage seared into the back of his processor, and you're back in his embrace. Skin still prickling with adrenaline from the fight. 
" I mean it, squishy. From the bottom of my spark !" " Don't tempt me into carving it out to see for myself, you flirt." Someone in the back of the room groaned. Maybe it was Rewind. Then it must have been Chromedome too. "You sure do know how to sweep a Decepticon off his feet."
Smiling at his wicked sense of humor, you gestured to your weapon with a wink, " What can I say? I know how to bring a guy down to his knees. It always works when you remove their legs."
The two of you shared a laugh, exiting the room to leave a trail of curious and confused optics in your wake. From his peripheral, Whirl could see Megatron pinch the bridge of his nose ( and that made his spark swell with pride.) Ratchet already exhaling through his intake as Swerve yells out dramatically — " Great! There are two of them now. That means another person I have to ban from the bar when it's happy hour."
And when he's done helping you scrub the dried liquid off your body, touches turning desperate, rough — but when is anything ever gentle between the two of you? It was always a push, a pull, a shove: a kiss felt like a punch, and love burned like a wound.
Not everyone will understand, Whirl thought. He knows they call him crazy. Calls this crazy.
But he lets you flip him on his back: your legs straddled across his waist while his talons dig against the flesh of your hips. Your teeth sank against his neck cables, his grip bruising your skin purple. Fighting was always the closest thing Whirl understood to affection.
Not everyone will understand. So it's a good fragging thing he never cared about anyone else. And that he was never sane to begin with. 
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in1-nutshell · 5 months
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Hey, not sure if you're down for writing a continuation of the “Megatron 'accidentally' adopting human Buddy who fears nothing” post. But there was a line “Rung has a line of bots that express the same worry for Buddy one day doing something dumb and not being able to come back from it.” that I think should be expanded upon. Dangerous things are constantly happening to the lost light crew and Buddy must have the devil's luck to come out of everything that happens unscathed. I'd like to see that luck run out. I'd like to see the crew panicking because Buddy got hurt badly and there's been no news if they'll recover or not. I want to see Megatron deal with the impending mortality of his newly adopted kid poorly. And I want to see everyone on the lost light panic even more because if Megatron doesn't start a war if this kid dies, Whirl absolutely will. P.s please let buddy live, I may crave angst, but not that much.
Have a good day, love your writing
Ooooh! Have you been peaking at some of my drafts? haha! I have been thinking about what would happen if Buddy ever got hurt on Megatron's watch. But now more bots are going to watch.
Hope you enjoy!
Megatron and Fearless Buddy who gets seriously hurt
SFW, familial, platonic, angst but happy ending, mention of injuries but nothing graphic or detailed, Human reader
MTMTE/LL
As we all know Buddy fears nothing
And this put some stress on their friends and new dad, Megatron.
“Hey Megs!”--Rodimus
“Rodimus, don’t call me that.”--Megatron
“Yeah, not gonna happen. Anyways I was wondering if you’ve seen Buddy anywhere. They were supposed to show me something?”--Rodimus
“Show you what?”--Megatron
“Something about being a present for being Brainstorm’s ‘Guinea pig’?”--Rodimus
Buddy flying by on a jet pack.
“Hi Roddy! Hi Megs! Bye Roddy! Bye Megs!”--Buddy
“…”—Rodimus and Megatron
CRASH!
Both mechs start running
But as time continues to go on, their little antics are just normalized. Sure, there are still some bots that know the true fragility of the human life span. Such bots included but not limited to Ratchet, First Aid, Velocity, Swerve, Rung, Megatron, and Whirl
“Where are you going with those pilars?”—First Aid
“It’s nothing illegal, yet.”--Buddy
“What type of answer is that!?”—First Aid
But for the most part the crew thinks Buddy is almost as durable as they are. Yes, even Megatron has been guilty of this type of behavior. He isn’t too proud of that.
“C’mon Fleshy jump and do a flip!”—Random Bot
“Bet—”--Buddy
“I think not.”--Whirl
“Whirl?!”--Buddy
“If you break your dumb fragile bones who else is going to come with me on planet expeditions? Cyclonus? I think not. He sucks out all the fun.”—Whirl
“I am literally right here.”--Cyclonus
So, let the angst begin.
The place was being invaded by space pirates.
The pirates where taking the bridge and had successfully barricaded themselves in.
“Why can’t we just break the door down?”--Buddy
“The main room has delicate equipment. One wrong move…”--Megatron
“Okay that’s a bad idea then.”--Buddy
“We just need an opening from the main door and we can figure out the rest.”--Rodimus
“Hey, I’m tiny enough to fit through the crack under the door. I can open the door!”--Buddy
“Absolutely not.”--Megatron
“For once I’m agreeing with him.”--Whirl
“Hey, its not like we have many options here. Unless someone else has a better idea then I am quite literally the only thing stopping these guys.”--Buddy
“…go then…”--Megatron
He was going to regret saying it like that. The computers dashboard in order to unlock the door or at least give it an opening. So, when they were sure that the aliens weren’t looking, they sprinted over to the console by swinging up with a grappling hook to the chair and began running towards the buttons.
They had indirectly activated the plasma screens.
These were holoscreens all over the ship that would show what was happening on the bridge. Everyone had a front row seat to Buddy sprinting across the console. There where cheers as Buddy was coming closer and closer to the button
“They made it!”--Rodimus
“Way to go Buddy!”--Tailgate
“Just press the button.”—Ultra Magnus
“That’s my Amica—”--Whirl
It was right there…
The alien came out of nowhere…
“EW! A Rat!”--Alien
“A ra—"--Buddy
They swatted Buddy across the room in one swift movement. They’re tiny body hurdling across the room and off screen. A small sickening crack was heard.
It was barely noticeable.
But it caused a deafening sound across the entire Lost Light.
 Good news for the crew, Buddy’s shoe came off from the force of the hit and successfully pressed the button opening the door.
Everyone is lined up to take these aliens down.
Megatron and Whirl are at the forefront of it.
Megatron is trying to find Buddy while Whirl is absolutely destroying everything.
Megatron spots Buddy slumped over in the far corner of the room.
No motion, nothing
He is just frozen in place.
“Buddy…”--Megatron
“…”--Buddy
“Megatron! Move!”--Ratchet
Ratchet snaps him out of it as he is trying to help Buddy.
Megatron snaps out of it a cover him.
Buddy is rushed out an into the medbay.
Everyone is waiting.
The sudden gravity of Buddy’s mortality weighs heavily on the minds of everyone involved.
Megatron sulks in his room thinking about how he failed them. He can’t bear to sit by Buddy in the med bay. Ratchet understands and tells him that he when Buddy wakes up.
Whirl on the other hand, stays by Buddy’s bed side the entire time.
“Hey Tiny. It’s been a hot minute since you’ve open those little eyes… You mind opening them up?”--whirl
“…”--Buddy
“Fine be like that…”--Whirl
“…”--Buddy
“Well, you’ve missed a lot since you took that hit. One you have a ton of inner most energon by your room and a growing number of get-well gifts. I personally made sure none of you’re a secret bomb. Megs is still in his room and its giving everyone the creeps.”--Whirl
“…”--Buddy
“… Don’t tell this to anyone… but we miss you, you scared the ever living Pits out of us.”--Whirl
“…”--Buddy
Whirl has lost every good thing in his life. He is going to make sure that this one thing does go so soon.
Buddy does wake up
“Hye Whirly Bird?”--Buddy
“Buddy?!”--Whirl
“Why you looking at me like that? Someone died?”--Buddy
“You nearly did Tiny!”--Whirl
“But I didn’t, huh? It takes more than a hand to stop me.”--Buddy
“…I guess huh.”--Whirl
Megatron is zooming over when he hears. Buddy is trying to play off their injuries to try and keep the peace.
“Hey Megs.”--Buddy
“Buddy…”--Megatron
“You okay? You look like you’re dying.”--Buddy
“… that was a poor choice of words.”--Megatron
“Yeah I guess— woah, Megs?"—Buddy
Megatron gently holding Buddy’s hand the best he can
“Just let me hold you please, just a little bit.”--Megatron
“Sure Megs.”--Buddy
As they are recovering Buddy is treated with a bit more respect than they had before. Good thing too, they did after all manage to save the ship after all.
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