AHHHH I LOVE UR YANDERE TRANSFORMERS ART ITS SOOO YUMMYYY could i plz ask for soundwave but tfp soundwave? I love him dearly.... 🩷🩷 AHHH IF REQUESTS ARENT OPEN YOU CAN IGNORE THIS u probably get tons of requests anyways ^^; (IF THIS HAS ALREADY BEEN DONE FORGET THIS 😭)
Hii anon!! Sure, no dialogue for this one to fit in with his character lol. Because of his quiet nature, one moment you can watch him staring almost motionless at the screen while his digits steadily move across the keyboard.. maybe you became sleepy due to the boredom and next thing you know when you open your eyes, his blank faceplate is staring at you now. And in a very close distance.. hm i don't think he'd emote with his face either most of the time, only times like when he's feeling particulary very infatuated. He will get touchy with his tendrils, petting your head and just prod you gently to feel you </3 he's just so immersed.
(Psspsppsps i have a ko-fi now!! Nothing too important but might mention it here ( ˶°ᗜ°))
Compared to how much human language and Cybertronian are different from other, they would never guess one day their human would come to them and use some keyboard device to talk to them. (Like how rocky talk to grace on the ship lol)
Human: *start typing* [ Greetings fellow bot. ]
Bots: !??!!! You can talk Cybertronian now?!
Human: *clicking sound* [ Yes, how are you today? ]
Bots: Fine…Great actually—, wow you really speak our language…this is incredible!
Human: [ device still in developing]
Human: [ want to know bot’s name ]
Bots: but aren’t you already know my name?
Human: [ in cybertronian not earth language ]
Bots: OH— okay it’s (…).
Human: *typing* [ -— -—? ]
Bots: YES! I’m so proud of you! Good human!
Human: [ proud happy thank you ]
Bots: *mutter* Primus…this is the best day of my life.
revel...i need more son of a gun plz ive reread it like 20 times already i offer you an egg in return
Sure! 🔞 The next chapter will end up on the other blog, though
Son of a Gun Pt 21
ES Soundwave x Reader
• His mouth slides against yours and you hang onto him, that pent up anger shifting into heat and need. Until it becomes a confusing tangle as he growls against your lips and you nip him in retaliation. Wanting to punish him for making you feel like this, out of control, angry, and powerless. And this feels like punishment, but you’re not sure if it’s worse on you or on him. Knowing that he hates you, might even despise you just for being human, and that he still wants you the only sense of control you have.
• You’re warm and soft against his frame, body pillowing the hard lines of his own like he was meant to fit against you. Aware of the obscenity of this, of your hands gripping his plating, running over him as he deepens the kiss and your scent and taste drug him. You make a muffled noise when his glossa slides against your tongue and his spike stirs to his horror. Responding to you when he should be breaking away. Distancing himself. Not wondering how to get you out of those coverings.
• Breath catching as his hips move in a lazy undulation against you, that furious rumbling of his spills into you. Makes you imagine wholly inappropriate things. Like what, if anything, he’s hiding. Because the way he’s moving against you promises toe curling pleasure. Hooking a thigh against his hip, you hear his snarling sputter like you snapped him out of whatever this is as a big hand smacks against the wall near your head and his other hand flexes against your butt. His fans and your own ragged breathing loud in your ears as you just stare at each other.
• What is he doing? Hurting for an organic. One of the creatures who twisted and corrupted Megatron. Even if you helped him bring back Rumble. Your hands smooth against his chassis, lightly pushing as flustered embarrassment colors your field. Should let you go. Back away. Wanting you is blasphemy. Goes against everything he believes. You breathe out that word that he’s certain is human profanity, avoiding meeting his optics as he vents deeply.
• Mortified even though he’s the one that had been grinding and moving against you like a horny teenager, the anger just fizzles out to leave you exhausted and empty. Why does it have to be like this? You’d liked those glimpses of him you’d gotten when he’d almost let down his guard. And he growls, hand cupping your neck and the side of your face and for a second fear that he’s going to hurt you whispers through you at the feel of those servos on your neck. But he’s tipping your face up as his mouth covers yours again after a snarl, hips rolling against you to reignite that need. Know you’re going to get burned even as you moan against his lips, but you hang onto him anyway. Wanting to play with that fire, to coax it hotter even if it ends up consuming you, because choosing this is better than the fear and helplessness. Would rather claim it and make it yours even if you’re sure you’re making a mistake.
Do you ever think about how Cybertronians feel about humanity?
Humanity is a strange and relatively young race compared to Cybertronians.
Humans are uncannily similar to Cybertronians in a way; they're expressive with both their movements and tone of voice. They can be angry and violent. They have had many wars.
And yet...
To some Cybertronians, they're disturbing. Endearing, yes, but the fleshiness of their bodies is alien.
So... human.
Just holding them allows a Cybertronian to feel the way their skin shifts, how the fat beneath the thin layer shifts as pressure is distributed, and the way their muscles tense in certain areas. Their bones feel far too close to the surface of their skin compared to their own structural struts.
Their soft skin is so easily damaged, and when it heals, parts of that flesh harden, forming what they call scar tissue.
Every part of their body is interesting to some Cybertronians, while others are disgusted by it.
Humans are beings held together by ligaments and cartilage. They're dependent on oxygen and so many different types of fuels, food, and drink.
They are disturbing, disgusting, and short-lived, and yet something about humanity attracts different Cybertronians.
They're emotionally open, adaptive, and persistent beyond reason.
Their flesh, while it is fragile, is warm. The metal frames of Cybertronians can't compare to it.
They can't always smile like humans, nor can they cry like them. They can't just bond with someone or something because it's cute. They don't have hair they can braid or brush.
There are, of course, things that still disgust Cybertronians who enjoy humanity.Their blood is sticky, they pick at their lips and nails, and their bodies are filled with bacteria.
Medics don't know how to treat humans; they can't weld wounds shut or replace parts without having the chance of causing a major infection. Humans are biologically unstable.
Humans don't make perfect soldiers; even their own weapons could kill them within a second.
Their bodies can't handle being around chemicals like many Cybertronian scientists can.
Humanity is just so odd, maybe off-putting. Do you think we would scare them? I know how the comics and movies portray how some see humanity, but it's just something I like to think about. This feels unfinished but it feels like I got hit by a truck, lmao.
Once again, you fell victim to one of Noctis' odd yet rather.. Affectinate quirks. Not that you're complaining, although, the embarassement that comes with it..
Tags: fluff, there's some kissing but nothing explicit, no gendered pronouns used, reader is mentioned to be shorter than Noctis
The thing about being a human Commandant is that you can't survive walking on the Earth's surface without proper equipment.
Other than the regular food sustenance people would commonly consume, you need to use serum and sometimes other medication to keep you physical body at maximum capability while you're down on earth.
Sometimes you can also just simply use a support device over yourself. Mask, armor, and on rare occasion skeletons over your suit.
So it's only natural that you're in mild distress when you couldn't find one of your mechanical masks that you used when you're out on missions. The face plate is nowhere in sight when you venture into the depths of your room—you asked Liv and Lucia who's willing to look for it for you, and Lee who also does similarly with a side of scolding from him.
You’ve looked through Gray Raven’s Common Room, Strike Hawks’, the training ground, you even went as far as checking Hassen’s office! Alas, the metallic plate that is your mask is nowhere to be seen.
You’ve grown slightly desperate that you were thinking of just waltzing over to where Asimov is and asking for a new one.. But you know the young scientist prodigy would grumble and mumble at you even more so than Lee ever has. So you decided to re-check to the final place you can think of–your private office.
Re-entering your office again, you expected not much. You’ve been through the place from top to bottom after all, what's the chance nothing’s changed?
Everything’s the same, except, there seems to be an additional presence there when you return.
“Noctis?” You raised an eyebrow as you looked at his back. He’s leaning on your desk, ears perked up at your call, but he didn’t budge to turn and look at you with his golden irises. That’s new. You thought. Despite his large frame, Noctis always, always turns to look at you whenever you call out to him. Like a large puppy recognising its master’s voice.
Then you heard a light clicking noise. Like something scratching against a metallic surface, the light screech is muffled by his body. What is he doing? You closed the door behind you as you circled around your workdesk to his side, trying to solve the mystery behind the mysterious sound.
“Hey, what’re you–” your eyes widened as you saw the item in his hand, the very specific metallic faceplate that you had been looking at. And on his other hand–an EDV knife with its tip being carefully ran through a corner of the mask.
“Hey! Noctis–!” Finally noticing your agitation, he immediately pulled up the mask and the knife away from your reach, all while still carving over the metal surface. “What do you think you’re doing–I’ve been looking for that everywhere! Hey!–”
“Shhh, gimme a minute,” he mumbled with a grin, eyes focused on his task while he so expertly kept you away from the items in his grasp, “Just–gimme a moment partner.”
“A moment for what?! What are you even doing to my mask? I need it–come on!”
“I said just a moment!”
It didn't take you long to give up on retrieving your property. Only frowning and folding your arms in front of your chest as you glared up to the pink head. All while he’s snickering to himself in victory.
“What are you even doing, seriously?” you scoffed at him, still trying to see what exactly it is that he’s doing, “You do know I need that to breathe, right?”
“Yes. You know what else I know?” He finally turned to look at you, his grin prominent, and the glimmer of mischief was finally clear to you as he handed you back the metal plate, “I know that you wore this everywhere you go when you’re on a mission.”
You snatched the mask from his hand–turning it within your own palm as your thumb finally grazed over the roughed up corner, eyes widening at the mark he had left.
“.. You’re kidding me?”
“I’m not.”
“Why?”
“To get a claim over you.”
“To.. What–?”
“To. Claim. Over. You.” He emphasizes his words as he repeats it, leaning down to your height to bask in your confusion, and more importantly–flustered cheeks to his admittance. “I gotta remind some of your other uh, friends that you already belonged to me, yeah? Now I was thinkin’ of getting you an accessory or something but I feel like it’s gonna break your immersion and impression as this badass Gray Raven Commandant, so I pick an amazing alternative, which—”
“You carved your initials on my breather,” you stated at him with the strictest voice you can muster.
“--Yep.” He seems proud of himself, flashing you his infamous charming grin that crickled the corner of his eyes just enough to show how much he seems to be satisfied with his action.
“Is the heart really necessary?” You looked up to him with a raised eyebrow, pulling up the mask to his vision as you showed him again his ‘claim’ over ‘you’, “Pretty sure this ‘N’ is more than enough.”
“Yes, the heart is necessary,” he nodded firmly, arms folded in front of his chest as he shifted comedically to a more serious personality, “Just to state a point, you know.”
“Well, I..” you glance back down on the mask. It would be impossible to ask Asimov or the supply department for a new one now–this was custom made for you, after all. Swallowing your pride and embarrassment, you held the mask in your hand as you began to turn away from Noctis, ready to leave your office to return to the hangar for your descent to earth for the mission.
“Ay–now hold on a second,” he breaks your walk by tugging you back towards him. Being taller and a construct gave him the advantage of strength as he pulled you back within his vicinity, turning you to face him.
Sighing, you rolled your eyes away at him. Your irritation doesn’t necessarily come from his antique this time–after all without his little quirk you’d be even more concerned about the state of his M.I.N.D–but mostly from the fact that you’re tired that you had been looking everywhere for your mask, and now are feigned with exhaustion right before you’re supposed to head off on a mission.
“What is it, Noctis–”
Before you could finish, he pulled the mask from your hand, tilting your head up to face him right by your chin, before he clicked it securely over the lower half of your face, his fingers diligently and effectively clicking the safety on as he glanced down on you with his own softer smile.
“There,” he let out a small fit of chuckle, tracing his thumb over the roughened up mark he had carved on the corner of your mask, before leaning down enough to kiss the mask right over where your lips are supposed to be. His warm artificial lips pressed against the cold surface of the metallic mask as he kept it pressed there for a moment longer–as if trying to reach your lips, yet not quiet.
Pulling away, he still had your face cradled in his hands as he grinned down at you, seemingly yet even more proud at himself as he saw how your eyes widened slightly from his little stunt.
“Now you’re ready for your little misadventure,” he snickered, moving forward again to leave another kiss over your skin directly this time right over your eyelids as you close them by instinct when he inched closer to press his warm lips over your flustered skin.
“Good luck! I’ll be waiting at the usual place, partner,” he patted your shoulder and ruffle your hair before promptly leaving the scene, forcing you to wander in a daze for a few seconds before you snapped yourself back–shaking off the growing flush on your skin as you picked up the rest of your equipment and make haste to the hangar where the rest of Gray Raven had waited for you.
“Commandant!” Liv was the first to notice you as you entered the vast area, walking over to the aircraft as the silver-haired girl met you halfway, pulling up what seems to be a breather mask to your attention with a smile on her face.
“I managed to borrow this from Wanshi, since you said you couldn’t find your–ah?” She paused briefly, noticing the return of your mask that had already clicked over your face with a small, almost nervous smile as her hand lowered the one in her hand.
You gave a questioning look, suspicious of her silence, although you assumed it was to be expected with the obvious, new scratches that have branded your mask.
“What happened to your breather, Commandant?!” Lee seems more vocal about his distress over the display. Brows furrowed and his ever-so-present scowl only deepened when he read the obvious ‘N’.
“Tch, that Cerberus rascal.. Did he withhold your breather?” Lee asked with the usual aggression spitting his vocal cord.
“It’s fine, Lee. The breather itself isn’t damaged. If it ever cause any disruption I’ll just request a new one–it’s about time I have another spare after all,” you try to disarm his agitation by thanking Liv for the breather she had gotten you as you tucked it on the belt around your waist. “Is Lucia present already? If so then let’s go–ah?”
Just as you asked for the ravenette, she appeared next to you, expression as stiff as ever while she kindly offered you a handkerchief which you confusingly took.
“Thank you, Lucia..?” You paused, looking back up to her from the handkerchief in your hand, “But what’s this for?”
“There’s a stain, Commandant,” she informed you blankly, pointing at her own lips, motioning for you to mimic her movement to check over your own lips.
Mirroring her movement, you wiped the mask with the handkerchief, looking down on the small piece of cloth as you see it’s pristine white color had been stained with light smudge.
Was it..
A kiss mark..?
You’re going to have to pay a visit to Cerberus’ common room when you return..
I’m on a small vacation w/ friends for a few days and I finally managed to get my hands of some physical copies on MTMTE, more Blockees AND A LIMITED EDITION OPTIMUS CASE FOR THE ‘07 MOVIE BY PURE LUCK. It’s my 2nd day here hope to bring home more Stuff !!!!!!!
Just wanted to ask, what was the craziest transformer thing you accidentally stumbled across ?
Ps I love ur work so much :,) <3
Nice haul! The craziest? Probably this Sounders a friend found and sent me xD supposedly he can really play music, but I’ve never popped batteries in to try it
After Pt 7
Soundwave x Reader
• Staring at his big hand on top of yours, you have the feeling of the ground shifting under your feet. That even though nothing has changed, everything is suddenly different. “Thank you,” you manage, suddenly awkward. Flustered. And you can’t tear your eyes away from those big servos as they gentle rub along your fingers before he pulls his hand away. Heart beating faster, you swear you can still feel the heat of his servos against your fingers as you look up at him.
• Nodding solemnly, he can’t make himself admit that he’d miss your company if you left. That you’re the only one that talks to him here. The silence hadn’t bothered him. Had been used to it, but then you’d started talking to him. And even though it had mostly been a nervous chatter, he’d gotten used to the sound. Used to you. Then you’d slowly warmed to him, smiling more. Becoming less anxious about being near him. Doesn’t want to lose this. To lose you.
• “It’s a long weekend,” you blurt and he rumbles softly. “Are you doing anything?” You ask, unsure if any of the Cybertronians bother to acknowledge any human holidays. Doubt it. That mask and visor give nothing away as he stares at you. Sometimes when his head tips just right you can see the faint shape of his optics behind his visor, but not enough to get a read on him. ‘Are you?’ He counters and you almost smile.
• Why are you asking about his plans? He’s pretty sure he’s missing something, but he doesn’t want to assume that you’re asking for the reason he wants you to be asking. That you want him to spend time with you outside of work. As friends. “I thought I might catch a movie,” you say, shoulders lifting in a shrug and you quickly look up and then away. Your embarrassment obvious.
• Floundering as he just stares at you, your shoulders hunch. Why is this so hard? You’re not asking him out on a date. Just as friends as a thank you for saving your butt and talking to the principal for you. “Would you like company?” He finally asks and you smile weakly in relief. ‘Sure? If you don’t have anything better to do,’ you say, relaxing as he shakes his head. ‘Great,’ you add, and his head tips. “Jogging in the morning?” He asks and you try not to cringe. Because he’s still set on helping you train apparently. ‘Sure.’
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Went and watched the Mandalorian and Grogu earlier- mostly because I’d seen Zeb in the trailer and I expected a short cameo, but he got some decent screen time (I might miss Star Wars Rebels a tiny bit)
Bro Soundwave is just a Milf/Dilf. Like I need to grab that lanky mf and let him just have his way. Oh to be the decepticons little fuck human, having Megatron use me for stress relief or being Shockwave's little experiment. Nghhh just some big as robots.
Please do: Watanabe, Kamui, Lee, and Chrome try initiating their first kiss, with ir without success?
ooooo this is s o cuuuuuteee
Initiating their first kiss uwu
Watanabe | Kamui | Lee | Chrome
SFW | Fluff
Watanabe
You have been with Watanabe only for a short while, but he is already quite protective of you
He struggles a little bit to show his affection because he's not sure if you're comfortable with him yet
One of his men suggested to give you a kiss, since that was how humans showed their love
Watanabe is not unfamiliar with kissing, he's just a bit unsure if you'll reject him or not
He did lean in close to you once (you were excited thinking he'd finally kiss you) but someone walked in and he backed away immediately (poor bby)
It wasn't until you came back injured from a difficult mission Watanabe came running over to you
He was so relieved you were okay he just swept you up and gave you a strong kiss to the lips
After that Watanabe didn't hesitate to kiss you more, he's scared of losing you and doesn't want to regret anything :((
Kamui
He saw a kissing cutscene in a video game he was playing before (uwu whats this? he goes)
After that he wanted to try it on you
But isn't sure how
Maybe if he just re-enacts the scene from the game?
"Commandant! Want to watch fireworks with me?" "Sure Kamui! But...where did you get fireworks from?"
Karenina is in the distance blasting colourful bombs into the sky (ahh...so that's how)
The both of you watch in silence, enjoying the scene, when Kamui turns to you, his cheeks red
slowly leans in closer to you, aiming for your cheek...but you happen to turn to him at the same time
Your lips meet briefly and you pull back surprised, but Kamui's eyes are wide with adoration and wonder, you could see the fireworks reflecting off them
Silently he goes back in to give you a deeper kiss, and you gladly kiss him back
WWWJIFOM THIS ONESS SO CUTE ITS MY FAV
Lee
SUPER SHY BOII WSKSKSK
Already struggles with holding your hand in public
When you two are alone he does try make an effort to kiss your cheek
But he always stops midway because his face gets too red and you worry he's over heating
Considered asking Kamui about how to initiate a kiss but realised that was a stupid idea
Accidentally ends up avoiding you out of embarrassment
You approached Lee in his room, worried and asking if he was angry at you
Lee tried to explain he wasn't mad, but ended up getting frustrated and just went for it
He grabs your face and smashes his lips to yours, accidentally clashing with your teeth
But he keeps going a bit more gentler this time, hugging you close <3
Chrome
Is a bit more normal about it compared to the other bois
He wont initiate until he knows you're comfortable around him
If you're oblivious type though you wont realise he's actually trying to kiss you whenever he starts to lean in
So he's a bit embarrassed (especially when the Strike Hawk squad tease him)
Chrome wants the first kiss to be perfect, so it might take a bit until it happens
When it does though wow it blows you away
He had taken you out to a garden in Babylonia at sunset, admiring you, he's quite confident this is the appropriate time
Chrome gently lifts up your head to him, and leans in, giving you a breath-taking kiss
You stared at him blushing and speechless, before shyly asking him to kiss you again
