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The Lost Light was thought to be a legend to most Cybertronians. The Lost Light went missing with all of the passengers on board, however things change when an unexpected advertisement asked for Cybertronians to join them on a ship called The Lost Light. The Lost Light was told to various sparklings and was a means of fictional tales that weren’t real. This served as funny storytimes or sometimes whimsical stories to put younglings and sparklings to sleep. But somehow, these stories had a hint of truth to them, because one day a ship called The Lost Light was preparing to launch with an all too familiar Captain and Crew… Could this story have a hint of truth and was not all fiction?
Rating: Mature (NSFW Content that starts will be under the cut)
Plot: Swerve has issues with his groin area and so you offer to help him.
It was nowhere near closing time in his bar. He was very uncomfortable. The minibot had trouble getting to sleep with the pain in his groin. It was so painful that he had trouble sleeping, it wont go down, Ratchet told him to try and keep down his spike. But Swerve knew watching his usual human porn isn't going anywhere.
He tried to ignore it, but the pain was pressuring in his panel. He didn't pay attention. He didn't want to. He tried to not self service himself in the bar but that was proving to be difficult. He groans and had to suck it up. He glanced at the clock and back at the bar. (Y/n) walked in. He was shocked and his spike was throbbing. But however, she walked to the counter.
“Hello, Swerve.” (Y/n) said. Swerve gasped.
“Hi (Y/n).” Swerve groans.
“Are you okay?” You asked, the smell lingering off of you was causing his Spike to try and pry out of its confines, he was going NUTS over you. What the hell? He shudders, and nods.
“Yes, I am okay, I’m just a little tired...” Swerve lies and to sell it he gave off a shaky smile. “What do you need?” He asked.
“Oh, if you say so. I’d like the regular.” You said, Swerve nods smiling, he started to pour the drink slowly but his arm shakes. He begins to have dirty thoughts of you sprawled down naked as he pounds his spike deep inside you as you let out lovely moans and-
“Uh Swerve? What was that?” You ask, as Swerve snaps back into reality, realizing he moaned from his daydream. Sweat pooled down his face, he looked down.
“I guess there’s no hiding it, huh?” Swerve sighs, he motions for you to follow him in the back of his bar, you obliged. Before he left he left a sign saying he went on a break, he walked to a door that was back behind him and he walked through a series of hallways before arriving at his habsuite.
You walked into his habsuite and he locked his room, he sat on his berth and placed his arms on his knees and sighed.
“What you saw earlier was me indulged in a fantasy. I have problems with my... spike or dick as humans call it, Its not heat, its just a medical problem that happens every once and awhile, It’s annoying and what’s worse is that I cannot help myself it won’t work.” Swerve began to sob sadly. You felt bad and placed a hand on his back.
“I can help you.” You said, Swerve looked up to you in astonishment.
“Really?” He asked.
“Of course.” You said, you slowly began to make sure the room was locked and then walked up to Swerve.
Swerve was excited, you can tell, but you didn’t want him to get release yet, so you slowly teased him by undressing slowly. He let out a whine, you smirked. You were fully undressed. You weren’t done teasing him. Reaching in one of his drawers you got a sex toy and began setting the vibrations low and shoved it in you slowly as the vibrations was stimulating you. Swerve bit his dermas and growled, he really wanted you. And knew he couldn’t have it at all, he began to release his spike pumping it, you gasped. Cum went everywhere.
“Okay, I guess you’re enough. to keep waiting so, here.”
You hopped on his spike and road him Swerve gasped and moans. He bit his lip and placed both of his servos on your ass as he moans gently into your ear. He gasped and moaned and he growled, he said some dirty things and made you blush. He finally gasped cumming. He pants slowly. He snuggled up with you on his chest. You both drifted off to sleep Swerve happily satsfied.
A/n: There was a fic on quotev involving a bot reader and Swerve Lemon, Swerve had a small spike in that story, plus there was no opening or build up to the lemon so I decided to make my own version. The Reader is a human and Swerve is fit to my headcannons. List would be posted soon.
The next fic is an Underage! Reader x Rung. Please warn you I don’t support Pedophilla but this would be for plot. (That fic is based off my SI fic I am writing about Rung and her.)
"...No... Don't leave me... You're all I have..." Rung said, dropping to his knees in anguish. The femme before him grits her dentas knowing full well what the orange mech was doing.
"You're all I have left, you remember me, my name... Please, don't leave..." Rung begs, this mech was your conjunx endura, your ex-amica endura... Your love... But, this wasn't the mech you loved, overtime he'd became possessive, often preventing you from hanging out with other mechs on the ark and lost light. At first when you brought up the topic of leaving him, Rung guilted you into staying, he'd feed you bullscrap of his past to trick you into staying. Promising you promises he'd surely break in minutes. Just like the fool you were, you took him back. You believe he'd change.
He wasn't going to change. No matter how much you try and believe he would. He wasn't going to. You turned to the orange mech who was on his knees and already had his fake tears going.
"...Rung, I can't take this anymore. I'm done, its over. Why don't you accept that?" You asked.
"You can't leave me like everyone else does. Forget me like the others." Rung said, he was sobbing.
You grimaced. His façade he was playing to get you to stay was obviously failing, you took another step to the exit of the ships hatch. Your wings were spreaded out in all its glory you were ready to take off.
"Please, (Y/n)... Give me a chance." Rung said.
"I've given you multiple chances, Rung. Each time you blew them. I can't just keep forgiving you just like that. Just accept that we're over and move on."
It wasn't easy for Rung to accept that, he once got you around him, dependant on him. But now that you were all fine again and meeting other mechs you decide to leave him? He knew the wings were your problem. You were escaping from him because you were genuinely terrified of him, and felt like he might kill you if you try and do one slight thing wrong.
Rung did the unthinkable. It was blurry, he remembered grabbing the nearest weapon and piercing his beloveds wings. As she screamed, he shushed her silently telling her it was for her own good, through the sparkbond they shared, he felt her pain. He didn't focus on it too much, he continued to perice the wings as drops of energon coated the ground. One wing fell off and soon the other. Searing heat replaced the place where your wings should be. Rung disposed of your wings in a trash chute. You were never getting them back.
"You cannot leave me, (Y/n). Thats what happens if you leave me..." Rung walked up to you. "You're not allowed to see Ratchet. You're gonna be fixed by me, understood?" Rung asked you, you could only nod and tremble slightly. The sudden energon loss clouded your processor as the world became foggy.
You were a fool, his fool, you had no choice but to stay with him.
As Rung held onto you, you were slowly fading away, the bond becoming less and less until he felt no pain anymore. The one he loved and didn't want to leave him was gone. He wept in sadness holding the corpse of the one he loved, that he killed.
Lostlight crew finding out their human crewmate paints, sings and draws. but is the culprit behind some rather cute and obcene names for the fellow shipmates. their favorite so far is their name for Ultra Magnus: The office of Magnum Dong
The Liasons Surprise
The lost light had a peculiar crewmate that would often paint and sing. When they found that out Rodimus begged Swerve to open up a Karoke Bar. (Swerve being polite said yes, but Roddy kept begging as if he didnt hear him until Ultra Magnus dragged him away.). But as of the humans appearance a few of names have been dropped in conversations with other bots. Really obscene and cute names such as Runghole: If Eyebrows were a doctor, Lamborghini Mercy, Swerve, Hot Aft Rodimus, Whirlpool, Megadork and various names. Conveniently said nicknames belong to no other than the Liason herself. (Y/n).
Rung finds you intriguing as you walk into his office each time for a session, he tries to find a thin line between patient and doctor but he cannot find himself to be just your doctor.
At first he started stopping himself, realizing the early stages of obsession were forming, but he couldn't resist the urge to not see what you were doing at a times. Either you're at Swerves bar or babysitting Tailgate the lone therapist would stalk you.
Eventually he gotten into the habits of manipulating you, you at first thought he was lonely so you gradually took up on his offers of being around with you, abandoning other tasks or cancelling plans you had with bots, whenever you try and back out from the plans Rung had for you two, he will manuiplate and guilt trip you into staying, giving you his sob story about how he was the only person alive in the ark and that everyone forgot him and his name, and until you came into his life, he felt like he had no one who'd understand him as much as you.
Rung knows perfectly well that his intentions were to keep you wrapped around his digit. He continued to hog your time, and gradually favors that the other bots wanted from you regularly ceased all of the sudden, whenever you see said bots in the hallways of the ship, they avoid you directly. Rung has threatened them to leave you alone or he'd make their lives a living pit.
Whirl was Rung's first victim, Rung is a soft yandere, he won't kill unless he needs to. Whirl would constantly hurt you and that pissed off Rung, he at first tried to talk down to Whirl but if his previous sessions with the ex wrecker served him right the wrecker never listened, right then and there the short lanky bot snuffed his spark out.
Rung noticed your habits of you escaping during your sessions. It became so reoccurring that Rung eventually found out what happened
Rung isn't shy to locking up his S/O so they won't escape, hell, he'll even break their legs so they can't run away from him~
A/N: Sorry I haven't been active, I was in the hospital for a week. I am also working on an ask next. Please stay tuned, on my old Rungs-Beloved blog I made a blog post similar to this, but I added more stuff to branch onto my yan!rung headcannons. I might make a oneshot of him and the reader soon. Thanks for being patient ~ Admin
Various Lost Light's Reactions to a sick human S/O
Rodimus -
He isn't aware that humans can get sick.
He tries to get you up and running so you both can go on your date
seeing as you were weak he left you be and went to go get Ratchet
Ratchet told him that you have the common cold, nothing for him to worry about.
That atleast put Rodimus in a happy mood.
Rung -
Rung wasn't good with reading minds. So you told him you weren't feeling well.
He decided to get you to Ratchet's Medbay.
Ratchet told Rung you had the Flu.
Rung was told what to do with you, and prepared Rung in case of very alarming symptoms.
Rung was relieved that you weren't too ill.
Cyclonus -
As he had Tailgate stricken with a illiness that could've killed him if they didn't find the cure, he was very upset with you after you told him you fainted when you were working with Swerve in his bar.
He immediately took you to Ratchet's to get you checked up.
Ratchet gave frightening news that you had Covid-19.
Cyclonus wondered what that was, Ratchet told him its a sickness that plauged tons of humans.
As for you, you were very upset.
Cyclonus demanded Ratchet cure you, when Ratchet explains to Cyclonus that their was no cure, Cyclonus had broke down in tears.
You assured him, that he had Tailgate if you died.
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