Welcome to the Gremlin Habitation Suite

Name is Sunrise, She/Her, 20 years old, Transformer Fanfic Writer NSFW and SFW (KIDS GO AWAY). Requests Open!

[sunrisecaminus]

~Rules~

Hello and welcome to my fanfic blog! This is specifically for Transformers Prime x reader stuff and I will not judge you for anything you request. Here is the rules for the things that I will/will not write. I can also just answer peoples questions about what I think a character is into.

Warning: It might take a bit for me to complete a fanfic request. If it takes more than 2 weeks, than I didn't write it. Most will take me a few days though don't worry you don't have to wait too long ;3

What I will write -

Transformers Prime Characters (Decepticon and Autobots)

Transformers IDW (Decepticons and Autobots)

Transformers Gen 1 (Decepticons and Autobots)

Human Reader mainly, but can do Cybertronian Reader if I feel like it

NSFW and SFW

I can do Headcanons or Scenarios

Can be freaky, again I don't judge (mostly)

5 or less characters at a time (for Headcanons

What I will not write -

Pedophilia

Noncon

Self-Harm (mostly because I don't think I can do those well)

Death Scenarios

Pee, poop, or feet fetishes (sorry to anyone who likes that, I just can't)

Predaking (For now I am not interested in him, but EVERYONE ELSE is a greenlight)

OCs

Different Fandoms (I will not do ones that will have characters from other fandoms. Like Doctor Who or something)

Masterlist Below -

Autobots

Optimus Optimus x Pregnant Reader SFW Optimus x Mechanic Reader SFW Megatron x Reader x Optimus NSFW Optimus/Starscream x Reader Headcanons SFW Megatron x Tiger Beastformer Reader x Optimus NSFW Optimus Prime x Human Reader Headcanons NSFW/SFW Optimus x Human Reader NSFW Optimus x Acidic Reader SFW Megatron/Optimus x Pregnant Cybertronian Reader Headcanons SFW Optimus x Cowgirl Reader NSFW Optimus, Ultra Magnus, Arcee, Ratchet, Wheeljack x Reader Headcanons

Ratchet Ratchet x Bullied Reader SFW Ratchet x Sick Reader SFW Bumblebee/Knockout/Ratchet/Megatron x Reader Headcanons Ratchet/Ultra Magnus/Wheeljack x Human Sick Reader Ratchet/Knockout x Short Reader SFW Headcanons Optimus, Ultra Magnus, Arcee, Ratchet, Wheeljack x Reader Headcanons

Ultra Magnus Ultra Magnus x Government Agent Reader SFW Ratchet/Ultra Magnus/Wheeljack x Human Sick Reader Ultra Magnus x Cybertronian Reader SFW Guardian Ultra Magnus/Dreadwing/Breakdown x Reader Optimus, Ultra Magnus, Arcee, Ratchet, Wheeljack x Reader Headcanons Bumblebee, Arcee, Ultra Magnus, Smokescreen x Reader Headcanons SFW

Arcee Arcee x Reader Headcanons SFW/NSFW Optimus, Ultra Magnus, Arcee, Ratchet, Wheeljack x Reader Headcanons Bumblebee, Arcee, Ultra Magnus, Smokescreen x Reader Headcanons SFW

Bumblebee Bumblebee/Knockout/Ratchet/Megatron x Reader Headcanons Bumblebee, Arcee, Ultra Magnus, Smokescreen x Reader Headcanons SFW Bumblebee x Reader x Smokescreen SFW

Bumblebee x Flirty Reader Headcanons SFW/NSFW

Smokescreen Smokescreen x Reader Headcanons SFW/NSFW Bumblebee, Arcee, Ultra Magnus, Smokescreen x Reader Headcanons SFW Bumblebee x Reader x Smokescreen SFW

Wheeljack Ratchet/Ultra Magnus/Wheeljack x Human Sick Reader Optimus, Ultra Magnus, Arcee, Ratchet, Wheeljack x Reader Headcanons

Decepticons

Megatron Megatron x Cat Reader SFW Megatron x Reader NSFW Megatron x Seeker Reader NSFW Megatron x Reader x Optimus NSFW Megatron x Kidnapped Cybertronian Reader NSFW Megatron x Tiger Beastformer Reader x Optimus NSFW Megatron x Human Reader NSFW Megatron x Vehicon Reader NSFW Bumblebee/Knockout/Ratchet/Megatron x Reader Headcanons Megatron/Shockwave/Soundwave/Knockout/Breakdown x Pregnant Reader Headcanons SFW Megatron/Dreadwing/Starscream/Airachnid/Soundwave x Reader SFW Megatron/Optimus x Pregnant Cybertronian Reader Headcanons SFW Megatron x Injured Reader Headcanons Megatron x Conjunx Reader NSFW

Starscream Optimus/Starscream x Reader Headcanons SFW Megatron/Dreadwing/Starscream/Airachnid/Soundwave x Reader SFW Starscream x Decepticon Reader SFW Starscream x Airforce Pilot Reader SFW Starscream x Airforce Pilot Reader SFW Part Two Starscream/Knockout/Breakdown/Airachnid x Artist Reader Headcanons

Shockwave Shockwave x Human Reader NSFW Megatron/Shockwave/Soundwave/Knockout/Breakdown x Pregnant Reader

Knockout Knockout x Speed Racer Reader NSFW Knockout/Breakdown x Reader Headcanons SFW Breakdown x Injured Reader x Knockout SFW Bumblebee/Knockout/Ratchet/Megatron x Reader Headcanons Megatron/Shockwave/Soundwave/Knockout/Breakdown x Pregnant Reader Knockout x Trans Masc Reader Headcanons SFW/NSFW Ratchet/Knockout x Short Reader SFW Headcanons Starscream/Knockout/Breakdown/Airachnid x Artist Reader Headcanons Knockout x Human Reader SFW

Breakdown Knockout/Breakdown x Reader Headcanons SFW Breakdown x Injured Reader x Knockout SFW Megatron/Shockwave/Soundwave/Knockout/Breakdown x Pregnant Reader Starscream/Knockout/Breakdown/Airachnid x Artist Reader Headcanons Guardian Ultra Magnus/Dreadwing/Breakdown x Reader Breakdown x Human Reader SFW

Dreadwing Dreadwing x Autobot Reader SFW Megatron/Dreadwing/Starscream/Airachnid/Soundwave x Reader SFW Dreadwing x Shy Reader Headcanons SFW/NSFW Guardian Ultra Magnus/Dreadwing/Breakdown x Reader

Soundwave Soundwave x Reader SFW/NSFW Headcanons Megatron/Shockwave/Soundwave/Knockout/Breakdown x Pregnant Reader Soundwave x Human Reader NSFW Megatron/Dreadwing/Starscream/Airachnid/Soundwave x Reader SFW Soundwave x Cybertronian Reader NSFW

Airachnid Airachnid x Arachnologist Reader SFW Megatron/Dreadwing/Starscream/Airachnid/Soundwave x Reader SFW Starscream/Knockout/Breakdown/Airachnid x Artist Reader Headcanons

[sunrisecaminus]

May I offer you some snacks in trade for a peak level story,

So heres my idea, I love G1 hound and/or TFA prowl and their affinity with earth nature anyways....

I want to know how he would take care of a bird, and ofc, the reader is a bird or shapeshifter, (like Maui from Moana.)

Here's the snacks, 🍪🍿

Nah, I love Hound so much in G1. He is such a sweet baby! I also did TFA Prowl, because he also needs more love.

G1 Hound and TFA Prowl x Bird Reader

Summary - Headcanons of you as a bird/a human who can turn into one. Hound and Prowl being cute about your organic mystery and having caught the love flu.

Warnings - None

Hound

Whenever he did scouting missions, Hound would take lovely strolls around the natural habitats of earth. That was when he found you for the first time!

The mech found the poor tiny creature in a net trapper, not being able to move from the pressure of the thick rope. Once he freed it, Hound has to beg Optimus to keep them, which was sort of difficult because the Prime wanted his scout to stay with the task at hand. At first, the Autobots kept you in a cage until Hound got back, but he convinced them that he didn't like you being trapped from flying peacefully. The problem was how big Hound was compared to the organic animal. He tries to pet you all the time, but he hesitates a lot when it comes to laying a servo near your head. He loves when you perch yourself on his vehicle mode. It lets him drive everywhere to show you the sights. Yes, maybe you have already seen all of the beautiful sceneries yourself, but Hound wants to talk to you about what he has learned about nature.

Sadly, he does get picked on a lot. A flying earth creature is weird to randomly talk to like it was a normal being, though he really tried to not let it all bother him too much. Hound knows you can hear him, he KNOWS that you are smart. Anytime when the scout gets in a bad mood or if he is devastated of something, you come to his shoulder to rub your little feathery face on his cheek plating. Wheeljack and Ratchet agree that a creature who can understand a bot's emotions is seen as highly intelligent, so you are labeled an official emotional support animal.

If you were a human who can shapeshift into a bird, oh Hound would light up from looking at your beauty. His little bird, that he sees as a friend, is actually a unique winged human? The moment he laid his optics on you, was when he grew a huge crush on your very person. Hound felt like a goober compared to you; The way you moved so elegantly smooth, compared to his junky frame and war exterior, he felt like you would never love a guy like him. Of course, that was not the case. You loved him dearly, his sweetness and brave actions from the very beginning has never changed. Hound loves to watch you dance, letting your hand hold onto his finger and gives you a spin in the moonlight. The people who teased him would still be ruthless as ever, but not because you were a bird. Many disagree that he shouldn't have a relationship with a human, but now he is keeping his pedes down. He will defend you all the way to the allspark if he had to, and nothing was going to change that.

Hound loves when you cuddle him on the birth. The way you snuggle into his neck cables and give him little kisses every now and than, goodness you were all he wanted! The one thing that never changed from you in human or bird form was your face rubs. Hound does love when you connect your cheek with his and nuzzle side by side. It makes him realize how touch starved his frame was, and the war efforts didn't help. He finally feels like he has something worth fighting for, a lover who will fly with him into the sunset.

Prowl

Surprise, Surprise, the way he found you was when you landed on his helm during his meditation periods.

Prowl didn't stop his concentration either. His slow breathing was connecting with an organic animal on his head and it helped him focus. Once his session was over, that was when he finally tried to grab you. Although his movements were gentle and slow, you flew away and it made him curious of your motives of landing on a being that made you afraid. The more he meditated, the higher of a chance you would fly by and land somewhere on top of him. Finally, a few weeks of this going by, the bird finally landed in the palm of his servo. It made the cop feel chosen, itching the back of your feathered neck.

When Bumblebee tried to prank him while you were visiting, Prowl was livid and might have almost went against his Autobot code. Bee tried to take you from your favorite perch (oh yeah he got you a perch. No he isn't spoiling you, whaaaat?), but Prowl quickly grabbed him by the wrist and scarily told him to leave or face the wrath of his ninja shurikens. Ratchet and Orion defended him, but it made a small divide of the group for a while. How could Prowl be so cruel just because of a little pest? A small way he connected with you was by humming little toons to hear you mimic his pitches. Of course, after he figured this out, the mech used this as his communication with you. Whenever he wanted to know if you were around, Prowl would hum and silently wait for your tweeting!

If you could transform into a human, the cop would be so bewildered. He would come back after a hard mission, feeling as though he failed, but than sees a person meditating where he would sit, humming a little song. Oh, he would not know what a angel was until the sunrays hit the exact spots of your wings to look majectic. Were you Primus' little helper? Before he would freak out a bit, you would help him wind down for the night by telling him how imporant he truly was for the team, and for you. The rest of the group would be startled, knowing you were human could only mean that you were some sort of "monster" or "experiment"? Prowl thought those names were stupid and called you what you were, a human.

His favorite thing to do was lay his big face on your stomach, touching the tip of your wings whenever you wanted to be touched. He now meditated with you even more, wanting to hear your heart beat and what made it change in rythem. Prowl had no idea that he would ever feel love, but you answered that question for him real well. If he went scouting and did tricks off of buildings, he would like you flying beside him the whole time. Night runs were good alone times for both of you, having the moment for yourselves and you wanted it to stay that way.

[sunrisecaminus]

Beep beep, heres some snacks! 🍿🍪 Hopefully your enjoying some nice weekend time or smthn

Thanks girly pop (gender-neutral). I am very busy with dnd and summer college, but I am still alive! I have so many fanfics I am trying to write. Two are IDW, but I always do yawls requests first, so do not worry if anyone has ask for writing.

Anyway, I shall enjoy the snack!

[sunrisecaminus]

Could we get more of your tfp ratchet x reader? 🥺

Ok, I didn't know if you wanted me to continue the one I already had going or a newer one, so I just made part 3 of the x nurse reader. If anyone who reads this has not or will not read the other parts, that is totally fine because I made it where you didn't have to. Part 3 is a lot better if you do read part 1 and 2 though so I highly recommend it.

Ratchet x Nurse Reader SFW Part 3

Summary - You comfort Ratchet after an outburst. He returns the favor with a much needed break.

Warnings - None

Part 2 - Here

"Ey! No, don't touch that!"

The muffled yelling outside of your new room seems to be your guardian, Ratchet. No one told you about how troublesome the human children were and they always seem to be causing a lot for the bot.

"I swear to the all-spark! MIKO!"

Yeah, it was getting bad, you should stop the children from giving your new friend motivation to join the Decepticons. It has been a few days since you joined the Autobots and your relationship with your guardian has been decent. At first you thought Ratchet hated your presence, but Optimus said he has never seen his old friend get so close to another species before until you arrived. After getting dressed, you walk over to the main area of the base that seemed to have changed in look. The entire flooring was covered in confetti and wild ribbons, there was a cheap speaker in the middle that was blasting toons. Ratchet was holding Miko in a tight grasp and took her over to Bulkhead, scolding both of them about the mess they made. Observing all the chaos that just happened, maybe you could help the medic calm down by cleaning up the scraps. You see a closet next to you, so time to grab a broom and dust pan.

With some yelling here and there, sweeping was honestly not that hard with everyone busy with getting in trouble. Sweep, Sweep! Everything goes into one pile, but before you could grab the dust pan, a big servo yoinks you off the ground. A small gasp slips out of your mouth as the Doc gently places you down on his shoulder plating. With all his yelling from a few seconds ago, it was surprising to hear him gain a softer tone in order to speak towards you. "No, don't clean. This has nothing to do with you, nurse."

Before you could even say anything, he goes back to yelling at Miko and Bulkhead to clean up their own mess and stomps out of the base. His hand hovers in front of you as a safety precaution, making sure you didn't fall or anything. The secret base's freezing temperature were replaced with the lovely warmth of the desert. You figured that he must not want to be talked to right now, hearing him grumble about random stuff in his native language. Arcee told you once that there was nothing that could cool off the Medic when he gets angry. He seems so frustrated, yet he brought you along his walk. Maybe Ratchet wanted someone to be there for him, or he didn't trust you with the others.

After some time, he seemed to be walking in the Nevada Canyons, both of you staying quiet for the whole journey, up until this point. His optics seemed to close and took a pit stop, setting himself in a hole carved in the canyon walls. It was big, but not deep for it to be considered a cave. Staying on the medic's shoulder, you were shocked to see a few supplies hidden at the end of the rocky space. Most of it looked like gadgets and metal tools, but the main focus was a hidden work desk.

Ratchet feels you tapping your little hand on his cheek, making him look over with his tense stare. Your confused look said it all, making him place you on the workbench and opening a storage compartment underneath. "…This is my quiet space. I found it after a "talk" with Smokescreen. If I want space to think, but still need to work on important projects, I come here so I don't have to go crawling back to base…" With his body language expressing how mad he still was, it was nice to know that Ratchet trusted you enough to show you such a lovely area. No one seemed to care about his job, no one ever thanked him for the things he do, and when they do, it was because he saved them from their own problems. The side effects of such neglect, Ratchet feels as though that he is just a waste of space until he is physically needed. Doctors, nurses, anyone in the medical field deal with so much on the daily. You could only imagine the struggles when Ratchet has to do other jobs as well added onto the fact he is their doctor. Ratchet works on the ground bridge, he does all the communications with the computer, and now he has to take care of another species because the old mech can't trust any other soldier to handle that responsibility. With all of these issues going on in the world, what does the others do? They blast music and blow confetti poppers while he is trying to set up the next scouting mission.

His servos clench on the tools he had, trying to fix one of the modules they needed for the base, but it breaks under the tense pressure he was placing on it with the tongs. Cussing under his breath, he vents a heavy sigh before going back to square one. He is about to grab another module, when your soft hands touch his metal digits. Ratchet's optics flick over to your face, watching you hug his servo. "…You do fantastic for what you have…" A surprised expression plasters his face plate, watching you shake a bit from your fear of angering him even more from interrupting his work. No other words are given to each other, the air brushes a little breeze through your hair. You don't know what he was thinking, but you knew he needed to hear words of appreciation. Everyone takes him for granted, and you have felt that before many times as a nurse. Doctors always push past your warnings, stating that they have more education under their belts and don't need your "opinions". Nurses are pushed away so often, that it could risk a patients health if a Doctor ignores the right diagnosis from the medical officers around them. Your empathy could feel his irritation, touching him while he walked around helped you understand his thoughts spiraling through his processor.

There was no reaction from the medic, but his silence showed he wasn't resisting your hug. His free servo moved closure and lifted your chin upwards. Ratchet showed curiosity and looked straight into your human eyes, having a moment of care and vulnerability. "How did-hmmm" He seemed interested in something, but quickly lets it go and picks your body up in the air. One servo grasps your upper back and the other supports your legs. You're placed on his chest, or what he calls a chassis, and his digits brush the top of your head ever so gently. "…Thank you…"

It was a sentence, but it meant the whole world to the old ambulance. Everyone except Optimus looks past his work all the time, but you were very different. Your empathy seemed to conquer, and that is what he clings to. His frame could feel the small, slow breathes you have, making him try to vent the same speed to sync your respiratory system with his Cybertronian filtration function. Ratchet believes the human skin should not be this nice to touch, feeling your face and body on his collar and upper chassis. "W-hmmm, why you." You perked up from him mumbling again. there was a blue hue that kissed around his cheeks, but he doesn't seem to either care or notice. Was this too much for him? The position was very intimate looking, maybe you needed to get up.

He feels you starting to leave his warmth, making Ratchet snap back into reality. "Where are you going?" This made you freeze and look back up, nervousness setting in. "Um…I was just about to leave…You seemed uncomfortable…I didn't want to annoy you-" You get interrupted with a scoff. "Out of all people, you being the one to leave me alone is just stu-" He catches himself and thinks about it. A servo rubs his face around his optics and says something in his language that you couldn't understand. The blue hue seems to get bigger before he talks in a quieter tone with a hint of timidness. "…I'm not annoyed with you…actually- I enjoy your company." A smile grows on your face as you climb right back up to where you were. "That's a relief!"

The day was beautiful. With it being November, the temperature was a lot cooler than it usually was in Nevada. The desert didn't look different, but the heat was mostly gone by now. Both of you now rest quietly, hearing the birds chirp outside. Bugs are now hiding or non existent, getting ready for the cold that would be coming up next week. The world was spinning and time was unforgivable with how many minutes past. The medic's eyes were closed and taking in the atmosphere, placing a servo over your back and rubbing his thumb against your upper shoulder blades. You and Ratchet had each other for comfort, and nothing was going to interrupt that peace…..except for the coms link that was in Ratchets audials.

"Ratchet, where did you go? Bulkhead said you ran off?" The Prime's voice was on the other side, which made your orange bot quietly respond to him. "Taking a much needed break." It went silent for a whole minute before Optimus pipes up. "Where did you take my old friend? The one I know doesn't take breaks." You hear Ratchet gruff in irritation and mute the coms link. He turns it off completely with a simple beeping noise and goes back to rubbing your upper back. He only wants you right now…no one else.

[sunrisecaminus]

List Of Perverted Unpopular Mechs With A Human Reader

I wanted to give these characters some more love. They highly deserve it and I don't need to say anymore than that!

Summary - Kup, Deathsaurus, Shrapnel, and (SGMF) MetalHawk x Femme Reader HC

Warning - NSFW

Kup

I fully believe he would be the type to keep it in, but you are making his mind spin out of control. Is he ashamed of it? Yes.

Kup has imagined you in different clothes and his digits twitch, servos clenching sometimes. He wants to touch you so bad, but he is old enough to keep himself at bay. With the mech being mature than most of the others in the Wrecker group, he is very much not going to take any action for his perverted nature unless you asked him to. With his experience, the one thing he wants the most is you crying from going over the top. He wants you to scream, struggle, anything will make you look gorgeous to the old-timer.

Surprisingly he doesn't do oral a lot, but he wouldn't mind. Kup is more of the cowgirl position, thrusting his spike inside your organic body, watching the bulge form around your abdomen. It worries you sometimes from how quiet he is during intimacy, just a few grunts and soft hums here and there. In reality, he is enjoying every second of it, relaxing at your soft touch and trying to trap the picture of your naked body in his processor.

While you work or try to have an average day, he will most likely wrap his servos around your body, keeping a hold on your hips whenever he just needs to motivate himself to keep going. "Hey kid, why don't you give a little twirl for me?"

Deathsaurus

Two things can happen. Either he lets you escape when he is bored to chase you for his own enjoyment, or he keeps you trapped in a cage like a little bird.

Think of him like an actual dragon, because he sees you as treasure that only he can look at. If anyone DARES to touch you, it would be life-ending. Your unique body intrigues him, but that just makes his activities with you more common. He loves sticking your body really close to his mouth, showing how tiny and weak you really were to him. Deathsaurus won't admit it, but he got flustered when you stuck your arm or head in-between his sharp teeth. The absolute trust you had for him was seen as impossible for others, and he adored you more because of your little curious mind.

He loves to order you around, watching with delight while you touch your lovely body. The moment you slide off your undergarments is when he starts to show hunger and restraint. The way he could just mutilate you right now grows desire in his chassis, wanting to show you how absolutely divine every curve you had was.

NO ONE KNOWS BUT YOU that he sticks his glossa out just a little bit when he gets face kisses. Just a little blep while you show him the cutest affection known in Cybertron. Deathsaurus will show 100% vulnerability if you do as well, trust is very attractive in his eyes and nothing more~ "Good pet, you will have everything that tiny head craves!"

Shrapnel

The insecticons are already horny individuals, so an organic creature makes things worse. Shrapnel was a curious case; That was not good for you at all though.

Why did you wear clothes? Don't get him wrong, it looked nice on his little queen, but the bug loved you nude. Don't cover your beautiful skin, he is sad you aren't proudly showing yourself to his other insecticon pals. Getting his face all up and personal to your chest and in between your legs was all he wanted. What makes him different from the others was actually him wanting to serve you. Shrapnel would do anything for his royal lady, even if he suffers for it.

If you force him to not touch you during sex, he wouldn't move an INCH! Would it be painful? Oh yeah, but again, Shrapnel would never disobey is queen. That being said, please give him praise after or maybe even an award by letting him touch you again, because he needs to be encouraged with such a hard challenge. If he could keep you on him 24/7, the insecticon would.

Shrapnel's problem is that he BEGS to eat you out. He wants to feed on your juices so badly, and he knows his glossa would be the best for it. "Please! Let me devour you, you~"

Metalhawk

The most respectful mech and adores you for who you are. Poor guy gets flustered if you ever express interests in his kinks and you won't regret it!

He has a thing for dry humping, observing your crotch rub against his plating and feeling his spike twitch in pleasure. Primus, you could not have been any better at teasing, watching him struggle to contain himself while you lick the valve panel. Sometimes, Metalhawk can't control himself and presses your body against his panels, using you like a toy and manually making your hips buck on his frame.

Another kink was surprisingly rope play. It could be either of you to get tied up, because honestly he loves to see you in such a vulnerable position. He doesn't mind if his legs and arms were tied either, but his main goal is to just make you happy. Overall, he is a perfect switch and don't mind testing somethings out. His aftercare is lovely and would kiss your cute lips for hours.

Call out his name if you want to see your conjunx's face plate get all blushy. Hearing your desperate calls will make his spark skip a few rotations. "Your turn, flower. Spread those beautiful legs for me, will you?"

[sunrisecaminus]

IDW Ratchet and Rodimus X Human Reader NSFW HC

I got bored and honestly couldn't stop thinking about who would hate organics on the ship. This prompted me to type out a few of the mechs that I fully believe would have to be worked with because how much they think humans are gross. One is probably a hot take, but maybe we all could make a list on who would be Xenophobic on the lost light. That could be interesting to read other people's opinions on the subject.

Summary - Both reacting to you in heat and how they dealt with it from also being a bit xenophobic at first glances of a human.

Warnings - NSFW

Ratchet

The medic is MASSIVELY against humans when it comes to intimacy. You were his friend that got trapped on the ship, nothing more…well until now.

The moment you expressed any sexual desires, Ratchet was stubborn and tried his best to keep his distance during the phases of your moods. It's not because he doesn't like you or anything, quite the opposite. He has been in the ages where Organics were living monsters, nothing else. Society on Cybertron thought anything outside of mechanoids were disgusting and wouldn't dare even think about having intercourse with squishies. His mind was split, but when he heard you whimper in the other room from love pain, Ratchet couldn't hold it any longer. First, he was conservative about it and only pleasured you to help your body go back to normal. Being so good with his hands, the doc was perfect for a quick and easy sex, hitting every sensitive spot in seconds. After a few times of your neediness throughout the ship missions, Ratchet started to get comfortable with you.

He will never admit it, but the moment he used you as a fleshlight was when he changed his mind. Primus, no mech can understand the pleasure of having your tight, hot privates around his spike. Of course, this all happened because you were in the biggest heat that ever hit you. No matter what Ratchet did, you weren't able to control your senses and begged for more. That was when the medic realized he himself was getting hard, so he just scoffs and grumbles about "Only this one time…" before pleasuring both of you that night. I'll give you a hint, this wasn't the last fucking time. Him gliding your small frame up and down, holding your body and pressing his back plating into the chair he was sitting on was like heaven. He couldn't understand how his people thought humans were sticky and gross. Your hair was beautiful and unique to your own person, the body shape was a compliment to your face, and your organic valve(spike) was addicting!

Of course, he couldn't help but feel terrible about it. Ratchet didn't want to use the human like a toy, but he was shocked to find out you didn't mind at all.

Dude has the BEST aftercare. He gives you a nice tiny bath and dries your body with a towel. You would get a nice massage for a few minutes until you become completely dry. His digits press against your weak frame and listens to the sweet, soft hums you make. Ratchet would continue his work after the experience, letting you sleep on his hand with a comfy pillow and blanket to keep yourself warm in the cold medbay. "…You humans are interesting…"

Rodimus

This might be a shock, but the co captain of the ship was not ok with a human being on HIS terf. Rodimus thought that you were going to be a pain and was a bit jealous from everyone giving you such sweet attention. When you started to get closure to him and give him the soft affections, his mind changed a bit. Now he brags that the human likes him more and there was nothing anyone can do about it! You were like a cat in his eyes, having the human sit on his lap while he was suppose to be doing paperwork was really special to him. Now, you are friends and if anyone hurts you, he will kill everyone on board including himself. When you started to show mating signs towards him, oooh boy was Rodimus cocky as fuck.

He never did anything with the unique species, but it was something he was curious about once the idea hit his processor. The first time it happened, he will not admit the fact that he was a flustered mess. The way you handled his massive spike and rubbed your soft body against it, made Rodimus blue screen. Holy Primus you felt amazing, so he made a game out of it. Now whenever you were in the mood, Rodimus played the game of cat'n'mouse to help the event be more interesting.

The game sounded sexy, and it was suppose to be. The sexual tension of it all was there, but once you got captured, the captain had no idea what to do. He would space out and stare at your poor little weak frame, watching his beautiful human struggle from his claws. It was when he realized that he was way too scared to have sex with you. Rodimus didn't like how hard the insecurity hit him, but it was the truth. He will never be rough, even if he teases about how much of a monster he is. Imagining you hurt under his care would become a nightmare of his and it made his spark drop sometimes. Whenever he did catch you from the game, Rodimus just gives you a bunch of kisses and eats your lower regions until you begged him to take a break.

He isn't a bottom, but with you he doesn't mind being one. Ordering the captain around is fun, and he would never tell ANYONE about it, but he liked when you told him to touch himself or your body.

After sex, he would use you like a fidget toy; Rubbing and moving your legs around, or pressing the area in between your thighs to hear you gasp or moan. Your trust helped him think…it helped him believe that he could actually do something right for once. Moaning or whispering his name would get his head out of the clouds, now only smiling and giving you more kisses until you fell asleep. He will prove one day that he is a good co captain…and that starts with making you happy.

[sunrisecaminus]

Hiii, I’ve come bearing another request. Would it be okay to have something with IDW Thundercracker? I love that seeker and he needs more love as it is.

Could it be where he’s no longer in the war and he just wants to settle down? Maybe he falls for a streamer that he usually has on in the background while writing his screenplays. Maybe he meets them in person at a convention or something but he’s using a holomatter avatar to meet them.

Eventually he shows them what he is and they actually start dating. Can have a bit of nsfw near the end cuz I like to think he’s a virgin.

My birthday is on May 27th. :3 Have this art I got commissioned recently of my sona and Thundercracker (If he was in Earthspark). Art is done by UglyCupidd.

Thank you!

First of all, love the artwork. Second, Happy early Birthday! I am not kidding when I say how stumped I was about this fanfic, but I hope you enjoy it!

Thundercracker x Content Creator GN Reader NSFW

Summary - Thundercracker gives you a fun time after you accepted his confession!

Warning - NSFW

Video and technology was your passion! The way you handled everything yourself was hard work, but it paid off with how many people followed you. People all over the world loved you, and the fame would lead to the streets. Some would walk up for pictures sometimes, but you weren't famous enough to be on some sort of television or Oscar level event. Your life was just you, your pet, and the camera. Whatever you chose to use as content was blowing off the charts online, and it was mostly a dream come true! Mostly, because now it was your full time job and no one really trained you to be your own boss.

Friends would help out with dinner parties and vibe sessions, but relaxing was kind of stressful. What if you could be working on editing the last video you had, or maybe go back to being live on the platform? It was a challenge, but again, your friends always was there to support you. One of your friends was helping with most of it, and you only met him a year ago! His name is Thor, but he is nothing like the mythology god. One good look at Thor would tell you that he is the definition of a cute baby boy who just wanted to be loved. You both met on the grassy hills outside of the city you lived in and just seemed to click. He talked about how much he has been trying to write a perfect screenplay, and you helped him in the world of computers and the public eye.

When he writes his scripts, you help read them out and try to tweak them a little. To be honest, Thor didn't seem like the kind of guy who was very skilled as writing. He has such a heavy accent, so you just assumed that English was his second language and tried to get him to understand why his Script was kind of…mid (it is so much worse than that, but you don't want to hurt his feelings).

A whole year goes by and your relationship has flourished beautifully! You bring him to the cafe every week for drinks, go on daily walks, and even stay up some nights to do movie marathons! Whenever you are live on the computer, people seemed to adore Thor and the videos have huge boosts of interactions and views because he was in frame. Thor was very shy at first about everything, but with your help, he got to understand all your online friends and even held the camera sometimes when you are both out in public doing outside livestreams.

…

Thundercracker has been playing this "Thor" character for so long, and he feels so bad about it. He met you when he was lost and thought you were the most sweetest being of the universe. You took him to eat and even helped him stay at your place for a bit before he could "get one of his own". He has been hiding from the war factions for a while, and blending into human society has been a treat. At the same time, it is harder and harder to stay away from the battles. Skywarp and Starscream found him eleven months after he went missing, and they were pissed. Living under tiny flesh creatures was so pitiful, down right shameful. Thundercracker can't stop thinking about what Starscream told him when they were in a heated argument. "How dare you live with these puny bugs! Your pathetic!" Skywarp stayed silent for most of the argument, just standing behind the second in command the whole time. When Starscream left, the purple seeker had a spark to spark moment with his trine friend. "…I get it…but not with humans. There are many other planets to hide yourself in and you chose the one with people who could be squashed from one step? Don't be surprised if you need to come crawling back because you accidentally killed one."

He took both his friend's words seriously, and didn't know whether to keep going or just go back to the Decepticon military. Before he could even think of an answer, you would text him on your phone to try and get him to watch another movie with you. It was these moments that helped him stay motivated. Your light was the only thing in his dark mind…and it made him dazed from how addicting your human empathy was. The seeker's love for you was too big to measure, but that got him thinking about asking you out. One thing was for sure, you would want to stay the hell away from him if he showed you what he truly was. Thundercracker's spark would drop just picturing your scared little face. Sadly, he has to face the reality that he needed to do it now or break your heart later.

…

During a 6 hour live stream, a text popped up on your phone. "Oh! Guess who just sent me a message!" The chat was going CRAZY! 'Omg, it's Thor!', 'Thor, Thor, Thor!', and 'Here comes the boy!' spammed all over your stream. Of course, you don't actually show what he texted. Your private life was still very important to you. Unlocking your device and going through messages, you see that he sent a long paragraph. It talked about how he wanted to speak privately with you about his true feelings and needed to come clean. Thor seemed very honest and wanted to invite you to his house that was a bit outside of the city. You haven't seen his home before, but it was exciting to know that he was hinting at love! Thor was someone you had a crush on a few months after meeting him. He has just been so lovely and his flaws were small compared to his amazing green flags! You didn't want the chat to know about this yet, so you just tell them that he wanted to have a nice cafe hang-out again and you were going to end the stream. After a few goodbyes and closing your laptop, you put on your nicest outfit. Your beautiful shoes slipped on perfectly and you say goodbye to your pet before driving in your little car. The address that he sent was a place you didn't recognize, but you really did trust him so you went anyway.

After a 15 minute drive, you park yourself at a…plane hanger? You remember that this massive area use to be an old parking lot for the rich people with private jets and stuff. Now, years later, it is used as a crime hangout spot from it being abandoned for so long. The green, unkempt grass touched your ankles and the place looked shady as hell. Holy shit, you were ready to just drive off and ask if he sent the right address, but the hanger door opened to the man himself. "H-hey! Sorry, I promise it looks a lot better inside!" Thor opened the door just a bit more for you, which helped you see some string lights with a warm glow. "Oh? Dude, you bought a hanger?! This is insane!"

Heading inside, you see some nice stuff. A lovely couch and a small tv was in the middle, hundreds of string lights dangled on the ceiling, and there was a clear door mini fridge of your favorite drinks! What felt odd was the stuff against the wall. Weird, massive machinery cluttered the walls of the hanger, rugs and pillow cases were scattered all over the floor and a tarp that covered something in the corner. "Umm…what's with the…titan size computer?" He turns to where you were pointing and you could see the nervousness he had plastered on his face. "U-uh look, I wanted to tell you a lot of things. I just didn't know i-if it would be better to just give it all at once?" He watches as you raised an eyebrow in curiosity and crossed your arms. "First, let us answer one of the mysteries. You texted me like you were about to confess love for me. Is this what the topic is about or did I misread?"

If his face could get any more pink, it would make him look like a strawberry! "W-wow you are very direct." Watching this man try to figure out what to say, you step closure to where he was and a smirk formed with your mouth. "Well?" You watch as he freezes a little, both of you now giving direct eye contact. Thundercracker didn't know what to say, his processor was malfunctioning. Your cocky face looked so good right now, but the shame was helping him keep it together. "Y-yes…I do like you. The thing is…you wouldn't want anything to do with me…the true me-" Man, Thundercracker was ready to cry. He didn't want to lose you already, because of these stupid feelings. He feels your hands sliding around his body. You hugged him, pressing your body against his and leaning your chin on his shoulder. This poor man was going through it, and you needed to show him how much you actually care about this little doofus. "Hey, shh. You're ok. Whatever your hiding, I will be there for you. If it makes you feel any better, I also have feelings…You bright up my world, Thor."

The moment was nice, he felt so dazed with joy…until you said Thor. You liked "Thor", but you didn't know Thundercracker. He hugged back, but than pushed away from you gently. "My name isn't Thor. You-" He paused for a second and than went outside of the hanger. "Here, let me show you what I mean. Stay there, I'll be back." You watch as the man you once knew as Thor left for a few minutes. Did he just tell you that his name was a lie?! Well, honestly it didn't fit him anyway, but what if he was some sort of weird fan that has placed you in this weird psychological trap for a whole year and is trying to keep you?! Oh no, he has you trapped in a hangar that is a few miles away from anything else and he even knows what you like! The other half of your brain is trying to calm you down, but this was so suspicious, your eyes were scanning every exit you could find in the abandoned area.

Heavy footsteps are heard outside, making you quickly look at the hangar gate opening itself up. A massive blue robot with wings is waiting for you outside, your eyes widen in shock. Thundercracker sees your panicked little frame and sighs. "I'm sorry, I should have showed my true self sooner." The words in your head clicked and you thought for a second before speaking. "Th-thor!? Or what- wait- who are you really?!" The mech lowers himself into the hanger, closing the gate behind him and settling on the tarp. "My real name is…Thundercracker. When I first met you, I didn't know anything about human culture except for some gods you believed in. I panicked, but you didn't seem weirded out, so I continued with the disguise. When I started to fall in love with everything you did, I knew I was going to have to tell you at some point." He waited patiently while you loaded in all the information he was giving you. After some time to absorb all the information, you sit on the couch and close your eyes. "…Please…explain everything."

…

After a few hours of explaining the war, Cybertronians, and how they got on earth, everything seemed a lot more understanding. After his massive rant, he was surprised to see you sigh in relief. "Thank goodness, I thought you were some creep that was going to kidnap me in the woods." Thundercracker seemed flabbergasted and lowered his helm to your level. "Why would you come here than?! That sounds awful!" His worry made you giggle. "Because I still trust my friend-" Before he could say anything else, you place a hand on his massive metal face. "or now I should say, boyfriend~" His blush was now blue, his optics dilating a little. "W-what?! You still love me?" His puppy dog eyes looked so adorable, you were glad that didn't change. "Well, obviously I still need to get to know the real you, but you were still the human I saw on that hill. Everything is the same except your appearance."

You kiss him on the nose, prompting him to scoop you up so fast it startled you a bit. "You won't regret it! Good primus!" The moment was sweet and you kiss him even more, loving his little hums. Every kiss was in a different spot, before planting a few kisses on his lips. He seemed a bit hesitant at first, making you stop to wait for if he wanted more or if that was enough. Thundercracker was thinking for a bit, before he shyly leans for more kissing. You were so soft, it was something he was going to crave when you left. Every kiss was long and passionate, but he needed to get comfortable before this was going to continue. "Hold on, let me just-" While holding you, he gets up and pulls the tarp from under him. The tarp was hiding a massive bed made out of what seemed to be carpets, pillows and cotton with a massive sheet that covers it all to make one nest shaped sleep area. So that is why there are pillow cases and stuff all over the floor. Thundercracker gets himself comfortable and starts kissing you again. "Y-you…mmm…you're soft." He sounded so quiet, his voice giving a bit of timidness. A giggle comes out of you, severing the connection with his derma and setting yourself on his hand. "Hon, you can go further if that's what you want?" Your new boyfriend stops and shakes his head no. "I-I would break you! I don't know if I could-" He watches you shrug as a response. "Hmm, well we can get creative. Does your species have sex?" Thundercracker nods a yes for your question and looks away. "Yes…but I just never did anything like it before." Silence filled the room, making the seeker think he ruined the mood, until he felt your human hands touch one of his digits from the servo you were sitting on. "Welp, that's going to change tonight."

The tip of his digit is pressed up against your lower stomach. "Do whatever you want. I'm here if you need any help, ok?" Your clothes was the only thing that blocked him from touching your skin, and with your permission, he slowly moves his finger to slide under your pants. From how big his portions were, your undergarments were already sliding off as he rubs your crotch area. You gasp from realizing how wet you already were, hearing the embarrassing noises of your privates against Thundercracker's middle finger. He perks up, hearing your soft moans. This encourages him to rub deeper, rubbing against your clit (balls if a guy). Your body changes to auto pilot, humping against his finger for more. Honestly, this mech could do this for hours, watching you wiggle against his touch. Your legs start to get weak from how lovely his touches were, making you collapse on his palm. His finger reacts in time and retracts away to make sure he wasn't going to harm you. With your pants half off and your underwear sliding off your ass, he could see your nether region quite clearly. "…Pretty…" Without thinking, he changes up the position by laying all the way down on his birth. His face plate looks up at the ceiling and has you dangling above him. At first, you were very confused, but also timid knowing the site he could be staring at right now. Lowering you down, Thundercracker licks a taste of your sensitive area between your legs. He hears a lovely yelp from his human, but that isn't what he was focused on. You tasted…delicious. It wasn't like anything he has ever had before, and your juices were so savory in his mouth. Without any warning, you are pressed against his derma with your thighs spread out. "Ah! H-hey be c-caref-AH!" The moment you tried to talk, his tongue started to touch wherever it could. Your taste was everything, and it made his optics brighten a bit more with pleasure. All of his worries were going away just from how dazed he truly was. Anything his seeker trine said has now been forgotten, replaced with nothing but 'MORE,MORE,MORE'. It was like you placed him under mind control, and Thundercracker couldn't be happier.

This goes on for 20 whole minutes before your body finally releases. Your cum was licked off slowly and he gives your lower half a break by lifting you off his face. "G-good boy! You d-did so well…now, let me…honey, you ok?" You were going to tell him something, but when you looked down, he seemed a bit different. His eyes looked clouded as all hell, his free servo wipes his mouth and doesn't seem like he even heard you say anything. "Tasty~" That was all he said before places you back for round 2. Oh no, he doesn't even look like he was going to be done anytime soon, and you are even more sensitive from only having a two minute break.

He will never be satified until he drained every last drop-

[sunrisecaminus]

Hi, I read some of your posts and I really like the way you depict my comfort characters. I was hoping you could write some headcannons for mtmte Rung, Ratchet, Megatron and G1 Soundwave and how they would react to their human reader having insomnia. I have difficulty sleeping and after long periods of sleeplessness, I eventually breakdown into a crying fit out of frustration. My brain just doesn’t turn off and it really sucks when I can’t sleep. I was hoping you could write how you think each of these characters would comfort their human. Please and thank you. Hope you stay safe, sane and hydrated, take your time.

I may not understand too much of Insomnia, so hopefully it is good enough. Insomnia is something I was actually afraid of getting when I was a kid and it is no laughing matter. My sleep is very important, and knowing that you have to deal with that breaks my heart! Here is what I was able to come up with, but I wish you all of my luck for the future!

IDW Rung, Ratchet, Megatron and G1 Soundwave x Insomnia Human Reader

Summary - Rung, Ratchet, Megatron, and Soundwave try their best to help with their human's insomnia!

Warnings - None

IDW Rung

This mech tries his best to get healthy sleeping schedules for everyone, but he never knew that his new human recruit would be a hassle for sleeping. Rung has a lovely temperature controlled birth for you, but nothing seems to work at all. There are many moments during the night where you wake up and wander around the ship to get sleepy again, though Rung seems to have a better alternative. Now, whenever you can't sleep, he takes off his glasses and sets you on his face plate. Kisses, nuzzles, and even just letting you stare at his luminated glowing eyes helps you doze off after a short period of time. Humans seem to have some sort of alert system in their body, and once the organic understands that they are completely safe, it finally gets ready to turn off. Showing affection and giving the human a safe space in a controlled environment helps a lot in most cases, and it seems to work perfectly for his little guest. Rung thought this was a perfect plan…but he didn't think about the consequences after. His human now begs for the attention and you climb up his pedes whenever you want kisses. During moments of him talking to some of his patients, you find a way to snuggle yourself along side his servos to take naps whenever you can. Of course, most of the mechs on the ship don't mind, and seem to even find your presence quite calming (Except Red Alert, Rung will always shut you in a tiny room during his sessions).

Overall, Rung is a great snuggler, and even if the cuddling fails, he would never leave your side and keep you from wandering the dangerous ship by yourself. Your frustration is understandable, and he would listen to every complaint you have to help the situation.

IDW Ratchet

Ok, he might be a hypocrite, but you need to go to bed. At first, Ratchet was frustrated about your sleep schedule and tried to get you weighted blankets. Now, he pins you with his massive servo to force your brain to think it's night time. Sadly, the medbay of the ship is quite bright, and he tries his best to convince your brain that it is bed time, but most things don't work. One thing, that he now is very annoyed with, is that you seem to only be able to sleep when he places you in his subspace. One of the subspaces he has on him is a nice comfy small storage spot in his shoulders. The amount of worry he has whenever he is doing his work and just picturing you inside his subspace. Every move is very smooth and sometimes a bit slower to make sure he doesn't wake you. The medic put some blankets inside, but the funniest moment was when you were hungry one night when he was doing some paperwork. You open the panel to ask him for something to eat and he smacked you in the face with some chips. Now whenever you knock on the subspace, his body automatically goes to grab some human food and he tries to show how much this bothers him. On the inside, he very much cherishes how much you trust him and loves that you both now have a non verbal communication with each other whenever you wanted something. Whenever you cry out of difficulty to sleep, he keeps you close under his face and lets you hear his spark. Ratchet feels like there isn't anything else he could do, but his attempts is all that matters to you.

One time you knocked, he was ready to get you some food, but when he reached inside his subspace to give it to you, he felt one of his digits being kissed before his human snatched the food away. Oh how dare you only give him one kiss as rent for living in his body?! Ratchet dragged your ass out of his pocket for more~

IDW Megatron

How, absolutely dare you, for you staying awake for so long?! Megatron can't sleep whenever his past haunts him, but his processor shuts down after a few hours because it is what his body needs. A human needs it way more than mechs and it bothers him how much you wake up at night. Megatron knows it is not your fault, and with that knowledge, he tries his best to keep you asleep. Once, he rolled you up in a blanket so you couldn't leave and he just read you stories until you fell asleep. It worked for a while, but when it stopped working, he had to think of other strats. Stories worked, but the blanket thing was the problem. One night, you accidentally fell asleep on his chest because of the deep vibrations it made. After that, he now gives you full permission to lay there whenever he is ready for story times. Want to learn more about their language? He will rant for hours. Want to hear about war times? He could tell you a few tales about the adventures he use to have. It was nice to connect to you, while also contributing in helping your body rest. If he hears you cry in misery and anger, Megatron takes the opportunity to hum some of the toons he remembered before the war. His deep, smooth tone can make your chest feel lighter and his digits rub under your eyes as gently as he could to make you feel better.

The time he was telling you a story about Rodimus, the feeling of your soft lips on his chin plating. It was all over for you. Your problem was that you were so close to his head because you stood on his chest, it was no problem for him to snag a few kisses himself. While telling you the history of Cybertron, he just pretends to bite your hand when you got too close and just continues like this was normal. If his little pet can't stop showing him affection while he tries to get them to sleep, than he will give you as much attention as you need to shut your little eyes.

Gen 1 Soundwave

If you don't stop waking up, than Megatron was going to shoot you for turning on the ships computer for some human videos every night. Soundwave kept you and would never let that happen, but he did think you were needing more sleep than previous nights. Music was only doing so much, so he was going to study human psychology to understand what was going on. His sons weren't any help either, just making loud noises to make the situation worse. Your frustration of it all was something Soundwave knew personally, and he now takes you on walks whenever it gets that bad. Nature was something that helped him out, so maybe taking you to some of his favorite places would be better. He would hold you on his shoulder and walk around mountain ranges and forests, letting you talk about anything while on the stroll. Ravage did a good job sometimes, but he was so busy that it was only on rare occasions he could help out. That is when something finally seemed to click one day. Rumble and Frenzy were dancing to some rock n roll and you got so tired from all the spinning, you went right to sleep and stayed that way until morning.

With this knowledge, Soundwave has private moments with you. next to the window to watch the ocean outside the ship, he uses his digits to spin you elegantly with some orchestra music in the background. Your beautiful figure was mesmerizing to watch, as he observes your steps. Tuckering you out was something he was deeply proud of, and would love to dance with you too if it weren't for how big he was. Days go by, and one night you seem to have tripped. He grabs you instinctively and brought his helm close to your body for a closure inspection of your fragile body. Without missing a beat, his little human takes the opportunity to snag a kiss on his mask while he was close. This surprised him a little, but honestly the gesture made him melt and gave you a proper kiss, by taking his mask off. Stop being so addictive! You needed to go to bed!

[sunrisecaminus]

IDW Perceptor, Ratchet, Megatron, and Rung's Reaction to a Human Period

Nah, but I LOVE the idea that the human can't ever be understood, but is still loved and respected anyway. The poor lost light trying to translate our language (especially when most of earth languages are difficult) is fascinating.

Summary - The human creature seems to be on their period. How do they react for the first time it happens?

Warning: Blood

Perceptor

Uh, why is there blood all over his human's bed?! Alert signals went off in his head and went to go check on the poor thing. He knew catching an organic without researching how to take care of the extremely rare species first was a bad idea! No one listens to the scientist! At first, because you weren't moving, he honestly thought you died. The iron stench was heavy around you and he had to get to the bottom of it fast. When he heard a groan from you, holy scrap YOU'RE ALIVE?! On the inside he was freaking out, but he never shows it and tries to communicate with you the best he could. With all your squeaks and soft gibberish, he was able to get that this was normal, watching as you were not panicking at the fake murder sight. You go to clean yourself and once he finally researched the phenomenon, Percy was a bit intrigued afterwards. Was this some sort of mating season? Was your body evolving or mutating to finally bare offspring? What do you mean this is a monthly thing?!

The scientist is the only one who sees the change in moods. Your emotional tears on random things was so pitiful, but cute. Annoyingly, he had to wrap you up in a blanket and start carrying you while he was at work to get you to feel better about whatever you were upset about. Don't get him started when he forgot to feed you lunch one day, Percy SWEARS he heard you hiss at him. The other scientists (Brainstorm mainly) thought he was overreacting and to just feed it, but honestly he hesitated when he saw your murderous organic optics stab daggers into his spark.

When the blood stops after almost a week and you were completely normal he looked fine about it…but in his head he was like "THANK PRIMUS HOLY SHI-!" Next time, he will be giving further research about the whole phase when he isn't so busy. Percy understands that he wasn't the only one who suffered through that and you were probably being tortured the whole week without proper necessities.

Ratchet

To be fair, he is a war medic. Don't get it all wrong, Ratchet was very concerned the first time, but this scenario was a lot different. It was about a whole hour sense you last got out the tiny bathroom and once you got out, he could tell something happened. Your clothes, that would have covered your legs, were off and replaced with a small towel. The doc bent down and waited for you to try and explain the situation, but than he could smell a weird iron scent from you. "…Now…if I didn't have optics, I would think you were a very small bot, did you bite Rod's finger or something?" You couldn't even understand what he just said to you, but showed him the ruined bloody clothes. Oooooh you were bleeding…that makes more sense with the smell. He keeps the fun fact of human blood having iron it them in the back of his mind and tries his best to take care of you. Invents a great pad for you without even needing more information which was a life savor! After some research, Ratchet just bluntly asks if you wanted kids.

When the medic figured out that this was something a human couldn't control, the wave of guilt hit him like he just got ran over. You mean to tell him, that your body gets ready to have children, even when you are not wanting them? Learning this information got him some insight on what to do and is probably the best to handle this incident. A few experiments helped him understand you like heated surfaces for the pain and lets you lay on his hand while he does some paperwork. The emotional breakdowns were a complicated thing for him to understand. Why are you crying when he stubbed his pede on the door? Why do you have tears in your optics when he asked you what you wanted to eat? SCRAP, WHY ARE YOU MAD NOW?!

Ratchet never got yelled at with yelps and peeps so he just watched in amusement. After you were done ranting, he just stares to remind you that he has no idea what you just yelled at him for and you went back to crying. The day ends with you curled up next to his neck, under his face plate. Ratchet may not understand if he did good as a doc for you, but after feelings a few kisses under his chin, he can confidentially say that he tried his best and that is all that matters. Your affection means a lot to him with all these new things, and he will give you as much warmth as you need for those cramps to go away.

Megatron

Don't make fun of him, but honestly he thought you killed a metal rodent with how much the smell was hitting his face plate. This incident was traumatizing for both of you, because sadly, this period was a heavy one. He walked into his birthroom to see bloody clothes everywhere and blood dripping down your legs. The only thing you were in was pjs that was also splattered with dark red blood. You stared up at him with a weak and pitiful look, but by primus, he thought you were terrifying for a few seconds. Not so scared that it was unnatural, because let's be honest, Megs is a war lord and saw some shit during those years of battle, but watching as you struggled to step closure to him made Megs think you were one of those flesh zombies he heard from Thundercracker. One of the only ones who actually rushes you to the med bay because his second thought was that you were dying.

With little information, he basically gets you to do charades with him to explain what a period is. No he won't look it up, the best you will get out of him would be asking Ratchet or Rung to help. Megatron's pets were the best, his digits finding the right spots to massage for the pain to die down. This may be weird, but he is now curious if blood is something to eat because energon is kind of like their blood supply as well as food. Megs is also not sure where the iron smell comes from, but it was something he didn't notice he would enjoy. It wasn't a bad smell, and it made him ask questions about how "similar you fleshlings really were to cybertronians?!" Were you secretly a robot on the inside and just shredded your plating?! Were humans secretly a fusion hybrid between organics and mechanoids? These questions will never be answered, but it gets him thinking about why you produce iron in your tiny little body.

On a serious note, he reads to you and tries his damn best to lower the pain levels. This incident kind of helped with finding out you both love to nap with each other during break hours. Watching you play with his servo on his chest and tuckering you out was everything. He couldn't stop thinking about how adorable you were. Such a weak creature trying to over power him was entertaining and he would quickly put you in his grip to get a surprised squeak out of you. If anyone complains about his human or makes you cry…he might revert back to his old ways. The anger he feels when he sees you upset is immeasurable, and would ultimately fight someone if he was in the room when it happens. After the period settled, he now gives you the nickname "little warrior" whenever he speaks in your presence.

Rung

MOST NORMAL MECH EVER TO REACT! The way you were already crying while trying to tell him about how you ruined your pants broke his spark. "O-oh dear! What happened-oh what's with these little tears? It's ok, breaaath. I'm right here, no one is going to harm you." The blood got him nervous, but kept calm when he sees you weren't in pain. He got you knew clothes and made sure to keep you at bed rest while he went to go research every single detail on your condition. All the knowledge is now written somewhere he could look back on to make sure he got everything right.

Best thing? He found chocolate for you and gives you little treats here and there when you are able to do anything. Did you walk around the ship for exercise? Treat! Were you able to climb and get your own food? Treat! Did you give him the puppy eyes? Treat! He may not understand a lot of what you say, but Rung likes it when you ramble about things you want to complain about or maybe just wanted to talk to him about something you like. If you want kisses, he will give you as many kisses you like throughout the day. He understands if you are feeling emotional and just holds you close to his face to help sooth your tiny frame. Rung is a very sweet mech, and because of this incident he may stay in his office more often to understand your needs more. He may be one of the only mechs who finally could translate a few words you spat during your rambles and he gives you a tiny party to celebrate a huge accomplishment in understanding each other. It may not be much, and he may never fully get your language, but you were important to him.

If someone makes you angry, Rung tries to talk to the mech to know what happened. When the person explains what happens than he would react accordingly. If the person accidentally made you upset over something trivial, Rung would comfort you and try to place himself in your tiny pedes to understand why you got so mad. If the mech actually did something wrong to make you upset, he would scold them about what they did wrong and to go apologize for your sake after you cooled off. He will not have any problems arise when the topic targets his human assistant (he will never call you a "pet" because of how intelligent he sees you). The rest of the day will just be him reading some reports while petting your head to help you fall asleep. Arguably one of the best people on this ship to care for a human.

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Guys I am learning about the "cybertronians can smell a human's period because of the iron" type shit? Thats sooo insane to think about, it might inspire me to do a headcanon list, myself. We are freaks, but IM LOVING IT!

[sunrisecaminus]

IDW Megatron x Shy Human Reader NSFW

I will give a warning. This is suppose to be a gender neutral reader, but there is at some point Megatron calling you a "good girl". I apologize if you identify as a man reading this, so please know that you can imagine him saying "good boy" if that suits you more. Anyway, please enjoy. This may be my longest fic.

Summary - Megatron helps you cure your sexual feelings in his birthroom!

Warnings - NSFW

Humans and Cybertronians have been in multiple ties between each other for a few years now. Some were terrible and almost started small wars between political figures, while others have been in healthy alliances that seem to be resistant of breaking any time soon. One of those alliances, are with the Lost Light and the GCU (Galactic Cultural Union). GCU is a huge human group that was made to help with understanding civilizations outside of their planet and very useful with volunteer assistance for any missions. A few humans were assigned to the Lost Light, but many of them quit for the massive language and height differences. It was hard to be a small flesh like creature on a ship made for giant robots. You, on the other hand, have been quite amazed that people were so annoyed by it. When you joined the GCU, it was because of your fascination with drastically different species. Cybertronians were so in depth with history and culture, that the human struggle on a robot ship seemed to be tolerated by you. No little room for you to stay in? Welp you just got yourself a nice giant bedroom in one of their empty storage closets. Food not being viable? It wasn't viable because multiple other humans were on board with you for a while, now that they are gone, packing enough food for years was pretty easy for only one member of the GCU. The language barrier was hard, you can't lie, but knowing that some of the mechs were patient to teach you was amazing! Being a tiny little creature on their ship was such a cool experience as well. Everything was like a creative climbing exercise. Plates, chairs, tables, doors, and even data pads were so cool to look at with the height difference.

Being the only human on the ship was a bit on the hard level of difficulty, but one mech stood out to help with your experience. Megatron, the former Decepticon leader, seemed to ask many questions to understand your culture and in exchange was able to teach you a lot of his own culture. At first, he didn't seem to care about your existence, and he states that he honestly thought fleshlings were very gross. Once you both were able to talk over lunch breaks and work meetings, Megatron now sees humans as cute little rebels. Over time, maybe around the course of a year or two, Megatron asked if you were interested to try taking a step in the relationship. It was a love that was a surprise for most, but you both hit it off real well. With him being a hopeless romantic and you being a sweet, empathetic cutie, the connection could not have been any better. Both told each other life stories, and many seemed to be quite dark. You helped your new lover to open up more about his traumas and how to deal with them. Megatron was never rough with you, how could he ever be mean to a soft spoken person? His mind on the other hand was going nuts.

Sadly, it is a lot harder to fight the past-self. Megatron, trying to leave his war lord morals, struggles with not thinking about you in many violating ways. Don't get him wrong, he will always be gentle handling you and making sure you are safe…but there will be days where he just can't stop thinking about you scared of him for his own pleasure. For Megatron in his war days, he would have loved to see a human crumble at his pedes and cry while he bruises their frame. The shame he feels is massive, only wanting nothing but his thoughts to leave at the very moment they come into his noggin. Does this mean you two don't interface? Well, it's complicated. There will be good times where you both can touch each other and feel nothing except pleasure, but those only happen every few months. It was very rare for Megatron to feel in the mood, but that was also because of the "emotional swings" that Megs would get. There would be sweet moments of kisses and snuggles…but then he would suddenly stop you and state that he is needing to leave. It felt like he was hiding something from you, which was correct. Megatron would feel urges during his love hours with you…and he needed them to go away immediately before he accidentally hurts you. Even if you were a quiet person, you still needed him to tell you what the matter was. At first, you blamed yourself and told him how sorry you were for making him so uncomfortable. Your worried and ashamed look made him feel so guilty. Megatron finally told you about his thoughts, but it still took some patience to really get him to say it. Of course, you were very understanding and supportive of the mech, which made him feel worse.

That being said, you haven't fully had sex with him yet. It was more of a mutual nod of each other not knowing how to do it. Mass Displacement will not work for Megatron for multiple reasons, main one being that he doesn't want to tell Ratchet why he would need more energon to help himself mass displace…way too embarrassing. Another reason is that, even with making himself half his original size, you would still be harmed from how big he truly was. You have stated that you understood the risks and would be careful, but he always refused to even take any chances. With a help of being friends with First Aid and Perceptor, there seemed to be an actual way to gain the ability of having safe intercourse. During the time of being on the ship and the connections with the GCU, multiple humans and cybertronians have done huge amounts of research to try and find things that could be useful for both species. Some of the studies are mostly about helping humans and mechs alike by finding food and nutrients that could be edible for both. The one study that you, First Aid, and Perceptor have been looking at was the relationship connection studies and created a device that could fix all your troubles with Megs. They were very supportive and helped your confidence, because let us be so honest, you probably were way too shy to do this on your own. Talking to Megatron about this was going to be the last step, and oh, was it rough.

It wasn't because Megatron disagreed with you about the idea, but he was unnerved that his mood swings would act up again. A few minutes of you promising you would be fine, and an hour of Megatron saying how much he really cares about you, the plan was in motion. What was this "device" that was made for you? Well, it was a Bluetooth connected dildo. It will connect to the nearest mech, who would be megs, and anything you do to it would be automatically inflicted onto the receiver. This would be perfect for both of you, because you wouldn't need to be that close for him to feel pleasure. Now the hard part is over, now it was time to actually figure out a good day for both of you to use it.

It took almost a whole month after you received the toy to find a day where both of you weren't busy. Megatron, being the co-captain of the ship, meant that he was working from morning to night. When he normally does get back to his birth with you, Megs would be way too tired to do anything romantic. It really sucked for you, but he also felt the pain of not loving you as much as he wanted to. You were done with your work early and was cleaning the entire birthroom for Megs when he got off of work. At this moment, because of how long it was taking to find a day to intercourse, you honestly forgot about the toy. The rag in your hand was ready to give up after you scrubbed the floors, making everything look nice and polished. With you having nothing to do except wait for your conjunx to get back, you make yourself a chore list every week to stop the boredom. Looking through the massive bookshelf (Megatron helped make you a staircase inside the bookshelf so it was easier for you to climb), you dust some of the datapads that haven't been used in a while. While you were wiping your hands together proudly and turning to get off the bookshelf, your foot seemed to have kicked a box. This action made you fall with a little "Oh!", but you weren't hurt. Getting back up on your knees, you observe the item you tripped on and it looked like a familiar case.

This case was giving you some blurry memories that you totally forgot, but you do know that this was important at some point. Clicking the little clips to unlock it made the thing pop open just a little. Fully widening the lid to see the object was something you probably shouldn't have done. Pink flush plastered on your face when you see the dildo that was made for you all those weeks ago. It was custom made for you, with the light nodes on it that look just like Megatron's spike. The shape and girth of it was very accurate and the image of you using it made your nether region start warming up. As quickly as you can, you shut the case and try to hide it in the exact spot it was in. Sadly, the thoughts are now haunting your mind of his real spike. Megatron's lovely soft eyes looking at you and making you feel the most loved human of all the universe was everything you dreamed about when it comes to your conjunx. Right now was a bad time, which was why you didn't want to ask him to do such things after his working hours. The entire week he was overworking himself and would come back at very late nights. You would feel him getting into the birth and holding you close before immediately passing out from exhaustion. If he wasn't ready, than you could just deal with the warmth yourself and wait until he says something about it.

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It was now late afternoon, a few hours after you got your work and chores done. Megatron opened the door to greet you and started to get ready for relaxation. What he doesn't know was that you have been suffering from your sexual desires the entire time. Your mind is torturing itself from not having any love for the past two months, but you didn't want to bother Megs with your problems, so you tried your best to hide. "I should be thankful for Magnus to give me time off…but I feel as though he is taking too much of the work." This perks your interest, but you still try your best to hide behind some of the datapads on the desk. "Oh? H-how much time off?" The voice you peep out is very quiet, but because Megatron has known you for so long, he could easily pick it up better than anyone. The love you shared together was strong, and translating each other's emotions from how you spoke was common. He could tell something was straining you from speaking, but at first he just brushes it off as you're probably still cleaning. "He gave me tomorrow and the day after. We better have no trouble from Rodimus while I'm on break." This gets you excited. Holy crap, you could finally have some time to catch up with each other! Now all you have to do is wait until tomorrow. You don't want to be all over him right after he just got off work. "W-well that's amazing!"

Your conjunx stops moving for a minute. Did you say something wrong? It kind of scared you how quiet everything became until heavy, yet slow steps get closure to the desk. "You sound troubled. Did everything go sufficient when I was away?" Shit, he heard your struggle. Peaking from above the datapads, you see his lovely optics stare down at you. Dang it, it was stupid for you to try hiding, but blocking his vision from your lower region is still working from the help of his desk items. He looked confused more than anything, but it has been a while sense he was able to see you so his stare had a hint of love in it. Megatron has been busy making sure this ship didn't go up in flames, so coming back into his birth to see his adorable smart conjunx was all he really wanted. He could tell you were hiding something and it grew a bit of curiosity inside his chassis. His servo reaches over to you, but the way you flinched and tried to hide more made him stop. Maybe you were afraid of him? Did he speak too loud? Human ears are very sensitive, but he doesn't think he was speaking at such a volume. "…Did I do something wrong?" A small gasp came out from your lips and you give him a sad expression. "N-no! A-actually, quite the opposite-" Before you continued your words, you seemed to try and switch the subject. "I-I just slipped when I was cleaning!" His optics narrowed from this and continues to reach for you. Quickly, you try to jump away, but you are engulfed in darkness with his digits lacing around your frame. This wasn't good! Your body was becoming warmer the second he touched you. His giant strength wasn't what you feared, it was quite attractive to know he was being so soft with you even with the ability to probably just end it right than and there.

His servo widens up flat, watching as you sit yourself up in a timid like pose. You were sitting on your knees, tightly keeping your legs together. Hugging yourself a bit to try and hide even more without having anything to cover with around you. The nice clothes you have on are so soft to Meg's touch. "I know when you are fabricating the truth. You can tell me anything, y/n." With him now wanting the problem at face value, you couldn't beat yourself up anymore for feeling like this…if he wanted to know, than you might as well. "…I feel…like I want to t-try and love on you again. I-it has been so long, my body f-feels…no I can't say that-" This was way too embarrassing for you to say out loud. Your voice got really mumbly at the end, but your giant former war lord could pick up what was going on. He has a tiny hue of flush on his face from surprise, but than looks away to the side. To be honest, he has been yearning for your touch sense last time, but he was too nervous to ask you about it. "Hmm, I understand. Maybe…we can try." His free servo gets close to your small face and pokes your cheek, making you peep in response.

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You open the case back up, taking out the toy and cleaning every inch of it before turning it on. Megs was sitting on a nice chair, watching you grab the case from the bookshelf and helping you up on the table. He looked embarrassed about what you were holding and his digits tap on the metal desk with a bit of inpatients. He could wait for you, that wasn't the issue. His mind was already thinking about things he wanted to suppress. "I…I am sorry my love, but I don't feel right about this." That statement made you look up at him in the face. He was doing that thing again and trying to get out of the situation. You had a feeling he still wanted to, but he could never hide his fear from the one he is close to. "I may n-not know what you are thinking…but humans have something w-we call inner thoughts. S-sometimes they are bad things, but to help with it, we try to understand and e-except them as th-things we don't actually want." Megatron looks down, he watches as you slowly take your lower garments off. Primus, he understood what you meant, but it really felt like he wanted to do those things. Half of his mind is begging to tear your clothes off and make you bleed, wanting to hear the cries of his lover leaving out their body. On the other side of his helm, he fights for your happiness and gentle love. Your hands touching his face and the feeling of your little kisses on his derma made everything better.

He hears the toy connect to his system and his spike already started to feel a little tingle. The itch was causing a bit of pleasure for Megs, but what caught his eye was you. Your biting that cute lip you have and try to hold the base of the device. A sigh comes from Megatron as he clenches the table a bit. He doesn't know how people made this type of technology, but he could actually feel the ghost like touch of your hands on his member. He opens his cap from under the desk and let it take shape. His soft, deep hum was heard by his human, who seemed to watch in awe. You couldn't believe it worked so well, but now you wonder how sensitive the mech was. The feeling of wanting to insert the damn thing inside of you was going through your little brain, but you wanted megs to feel comfortable and not go too fast. Getting into a comfortable position sitting down, you place both your hands on the dildo and start to give a nice friction up and down. Your conjunx's body seems to relax every panel and lays his face plate on his servo, leaning against the table. Don't get him wrong, this was amazing to experience, but he didn't want to tell you how much torture this was. Not only was he thinking of you fully naked and how tight you must be, but if you don't start gripping his spike better than he is going to start pleading for more. The teasing of you giving him the weakest touches was making him just find this absolutely adorable. He gives little small hums here and there, but after a while he pipes up. "You won't hurt me if you gave a bit more pressure, love." This made you beat red in the face from how confident he seemed. Confident is a strong word, more like he just wasn't shy about telling you what he wants. Your hands start to gain a firm grip to the base and without warning, your mouth comes into play and ingulfs the tip of the spike. This sends Megs a bit in a shock and grips his helm tighter. "Nngh! Th-there we go. Good girl~" His loving praise helped you pick up the speed a bit. You could hear him exhale through his vents, like all the stress was melting off of him. With everything going on, Megs is happy that you told him about this. He needed this, badly. His brain module seems to not be going crazy, so maybe he was finally in the clear to enjoy you. Closing his optics, the war lord tried his best to think of nothing but the pleasure that was being given…until your touch left him.

At the moment, you were getting ready to put the toy into your privates, but that stop of pleasure made his optics flicker a little. How dare you not continue? You could only stop when he tells you to. Who do you think chose to interfacing with you?! Megatron tries to fight his demons, the voices were angry. He opens his optics to know what was going on. You lay on your back and started to rub the dildo between your legs, letting him feel how hot and wet you were down there. Oh thank goodness the voices started to shut up for Megs. Maybe, if you helped him empty his mind tonight, than interfacing could be a more common event for you two. You didn't even notice what he was doing, because you have been focusing on trying your best with pleasuring yourself and the toy. Feeling the big spike line up at your hole made you shutter. What you didn't know about was how his body was about to react to you inserting it. The moment he felt you slowly sliding that thing inside you, Megs clenched his teeth and balled his servos in fists. His throbbing spike could feel the tightness of your walls, which made a little intrusive thought come out. Without even thinking, his servo reached for where you were on the table and covered your body, all his digits surrounding you dangerously. "Gha! S-scrap! What a-are you d-doing to me?~" His mind was everywhere, clawing the table with the servo hovering above you. You couldn't help but gasp and moan his name, pumping the spike in and out of you. Pounding your sensitive spots was all you could think about, letting the dildo go as deep as possible before sliding it out to repeat the cycle. Both of you were going crazy in different ways, but that didn't matter because different types of love filled the air. Trust, passion, and connection was dancing around in your minds as nothing could be anymore important as the noises echoing in the room. The wet sounds of your lower region was, for some reason, really hot for Megs to listen to before he started to feel like he was about to climax.

He was going to tell you something, but got interrupted from the feeling of you squeezing around him in a tighter hold. You released all over the desk and arched your back, hearing your lover gasp from the pleasure and cum right after you. Holy shit, you needed a break from all of that. Your body goes a bit limp on the flat surface to slow your breathing. Megatron just had his chin pressed on the table as he also tries to relax. His helm lays there and watches your juices leak on the metal desk, prompting him to take his servo that was still above you and slides a digit across your soft body. Anywhere he touched would flinch or shake from the pleasure you just endured, your legs seem to automatically wrap around his digit when it got close enough. A soft chuckle comes out of meg's derma and closes his optics again. "…If I knew how this felt, I wouldn't have delayed it for so long~"

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I was always so nervous to do fanfics with IDW and Gen 1 because I didn't feel satisfied if I didn't write them the way I feel like is accurate. I now feel absolutely ready and excited to try and write other characters to expand the list of bots people could ask for me to write (that includes me as well because I felt so limited).

That does not mean I am not writing TFP anymore. I still am heavily addicted to them like a rabid raccoon so throw anything at me honestly. I already updated the rules to help show my recent expansion, but I apologize in advanced if my writing is not to the level you want it to be.

For anyone who also is a fanfic writer, mostly Transformer writers: You do amazing and don't let people tell you otherwise. There are some other fanfic writers I follow and I want them to know that there are many people out there who enjoy every sentence, including me. Go nuts y'all!

[sunrisecaminus]

Hello, have you opened requests?

Your last post said you did. Anyway, it's okay if you don't want to do it, but I have a request.

Platonic TFP Soundwave x human child (if you do gender then its a girl because I know some request writers do gender less and stuff) where he basically just adopts a young human child from the government or something.

I just really Soundwave being a father figure and in TFP he didn't really have the potential for that since he only had Lazerbeak and not the other Mini-Cons

Thank you :), have a good day

This is so adorable! Soundwave is a parent to all children from any race if it comes down to it. You just got to pull his robot heart strings a bit. I am so mad that they didn't give him his other children in TFP! I still did GN, but don't worry I did some girl and boy children differences. You are correct that many people do the GN and I like doing because I want many other people to feel validated in a fanfic and doesn't feel left out.

TFP Soundwave x Human Child Head canons (Platonic obviously)

Summary - headcanons of Soundwave finding a baby and treats them like they are his.

Warnings - None

When he first saw the child…lets be honest, he didn't care.

The parent should be somewhere and he needs to complete a mission right now.

Once Soundwave heard that little tiny cry of fear and desperation, it was all over.

The parental instincts kicked in immediately and he snatched it up once he had time to get back to Megatron.

No one else will know about the baby, not a single spark will hear about a human sparkling being on the ship.

At first, he didn't even know how to take care of you. After researching, Soundwave thought this was going to be easier than taking care of his other children…holy Primus he was wrong.

Megatron would even notice how much time his communications officer wouldn't be at the bridge and kind of stumbled on the poor mech trying to feed you with the tiniest milk bottle.

Soundwave's problem wasn't taking care of the baby, that part in itself was fine. It was buying the materials how to very carefully pick up the tiny child without hurting them.

If the baby was a girl, Soundwave would give her the cutest little dresses and bows for their soft head. He honestly didn't understand too much about the female body, but learning it was very fascinating.

If the baby was a boy, get ready for onesies. How many animal onesies did he find? Yes. Pants looked so hard to keep on and it was a risk having the baby trip everywhere, so onesies were the go to.

Megatron trusted Soundwave on every decision…except this one. The only reason he didn't retaliate was because Soundwave was threatening to fight like the gladiatorial days again if the war lord plucked a single hair from his child.

Speaking of which, if any vehicon finds you, they would be hunted down and killed to make sure that other soldiers don't get any information. It would be like a horror scene for any poor mech that finds the baby.

When they take their first steps, Soundwave recorded everything. He may not look like he expresses any emotion, but that man was ready to burst out crying.

The Autobots (if they ever caught wind of the situation) would try so hard to take the human child away, but they would be absolutely confused why the baby cries for momma Soundwave.

Soundwave would teach the baby so many languages…maybe the youngster would be the first ever bilingual between Cybertronians and Humans.

Bet $500 this child grows up as a little spoiled brat. Most of Soundwave's children come out that way.

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Ratchet x Nurse Human Reader SFW Part 2

Back bitches, and I am also opening up requests! Make sure to read the rules that I have pinned, but just know that I have college and I will probably need a few days in order to complete the fic. Knowing what happened last time I opened requests, it might take a few weeks from how many people there were. Do not be afraid! I don't judge anyone's requests. But anyway enjoy this part 2 of this shit.

Summary - You wake up in medbay at the Autobot base!

Warnings - Shouldn't have any

Part one - Here

Your consciousness came back, but your eyes don't open. Freezing from the cold temperatures, your body shakes. A thin blanket was still wrapped around you, but it wasn't doing much to conceal the chilly air that was coming into the room you were in. At least, you think you are in a room. With your ears, you hear ventilation hums and typing noises. This has to be some sort of hospital, the buzzing of some lights are heard from very far away, which means that you are in a big confined space where the ceiling was pretty far up. The smells were weird though, they didn't smell like anything that you had been familiar with.

Some muffled voices are heard through the walls. A lot of them were masculine, but there was maybe one feminine sounding tone in the mix of it all. Your hands slowly feel the sides of your hips that they could reach and to your surprise you were wearing bandages. With your eyes still closed, you can tell by the lighting that is hitting your face that it was a very bright room. With some adjustments with your feet, you feel one foot having a nice soft sock on while the other is wrapped with gauze from the ankle all the way to the souls of the foot itself. Giving yourself time to process this information, you now understand that you have severe wounds around your chest, stomach, ankle, and elbows. You help yourself adjust a little more before opening your eyes.

Yeaaah you weren't in a hospital. At least, not one you know about. It looked like it had the equipment, but the cylinder shaped walls give you a little confusion. There was giant windows across from where your bed was, and looking through you see something that made you get goose bumps. More robots, some looked absolutely massive. They weren't looking at you, actually they seemed to be doing their own little things. A yellow one seemed to be watching games being played by a few younger humans, a big green one was listening to music (at least you think from all the head bobbing he was doing), and a multicolored bot that was talking to a familiar looking orange one. Without even thinking, your brain was telling you to escape immediately, but the orange and white mech seemed to catch your attention. Holy crap, it was the one that saved you. For some reason, you feel yourself relaxing just looking at him. Maybe it was because he didn't harm you the first time you met him, or maybe it was the gentleness you felt when you were in his hands.

Sitting up hurt like a bitch, so you just opted to slide yourself down to the cold floor. You needed heat really bad, before your body start to get worse. Having a good body heat circulation is good for your injuries and you really wanted to get warm as quickly as possible. Dropping yourself onto the floor, you crawl yourself over to where some of the bigger drawers were. You struggle, but just had enough strength to open some of the storage compartments to try and find useful things for yourself. You couldn't stand, because your ankle felt like it was ready to break when you placed any pressure on it. The drawers has nothing inside except more gauze and cleaning supplies. There wasn't any blankets, until you spotted some at the top shelf of one of the closets. You reach your arm up to try and grab one, but it was way to far away from you. Goodness you were shaking like a leaf, there was no way you could stay like this for long. One hand grips a lower shelf as you hoist yourself to try again, but this time your grip was way too weak and suddenly you collapse back onto the floor. You couldn't do anything except fold yourself up into a ball, which hurt your chest a little from the bandages rubbing against the wounds.

Suddenly, the door to the room opens and a big thud is heard. It sounded like heavy footstep than rush over to you and a giant shadow surrounds your body. Your head moves upwards to look at what was near, and you seem to recognize the ambulance from before. It was quiet, giving a stern yet worried look on its metal face. His hand reaches over to your shaken frame and slides you into his palm. His fingers felt a little cold at first, but than some heat started coming through and it felt addicting. You didn't even think twice to stay still and let him carry you, your body wanting to sink into whatever is the hottest surface. A deep and mature voice comes out the man who is handling you, the mech sounding like he was whispering at first. "What is the allspark are you doing out of bed?" He observes your body intently, watching as you basically try to nuzzle yourself closure into his metal plating, which was kind of impossible. You were soft to the touch but felt very delicate. The mech seemed to be trying really hard not to move you too much, but his size didn't help with that at all. You try your best to respond loud for him to hear, but all you could do was quiet little gasps from your throat feeling dry. "C-cold…" His eyebrow raised a little from this and gives you the thin blanket that was on your body before you woke up. "This helps you stay warm, don't take it off next time." You feel it wrap around your tiny frame again which makes you try to explain yourself. "It-It wasn't enough, please…do you h-have more?" The bot's face turns to a more grumpy look. His eyes seem to narrow and the frown he had kind of got worse. This time you were desperate to not make him angry, you don't know him and maybe that sounded really disrespectful. "N-no I'm sorry. Thank you for treating me…I didn't mean t-to sound rude."

His expression doesn't seem to change and moves his hand closure to his chest, looking around the room for something. "You weren't being rude, I just can't remember if we have more." The mech finds all the drawers opened and sees the blanket that you were trying to get on the shelf. While he tries to grab it, you feel a radiant heat coming from his body that was now a few inches away from you. You automatically attract yourself over towards whatever is the hottest surface and leans into his metal chest, making the poor guy freeze. "Eh?! I wish to not give you more injuries if you aren't too careful!" Even with the complaining, he doesn't seem to fight you at all. He sighs and drapes you with the other blanket from the closet, watching as you hug close to him like an injured bird.

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After a few hours, you finally got the treatment you really needed from Agent Fowler. He helped you get hot tea and food, while also providing real clothes for you to dress in for warmth. He explains to you about what Autobots and Decepticons were, but it was still very confusing to you. So much was happening at once, but the worst news was that you might not be a nurse anymore for a while until you recover and you are trusted enough to leave the base. You tried your best to explain your side of what happened, but Fowler had to cut you short because how busy he was. The only other person you interact with was the ambulance, who was actually called Ratchet. Before Fowler left he did explain that the base was for the robots and humans alike which was why there was drawers and a hospital bed your size in such a massive looking room.

Helping yourself change into new bandages, you limp your way outside the med bay to get closure over to Ratchet. You sit yourself at the balcony that was right next to him and the computer he seemed to be working at. "So…what really happened?" Ratchet understood why you were so confused and nodded. "As I expected, your human government didn't give you anything useful." He reaches his metallic hand over to you, helping you up towards his shoulder and aloud you to lay there while he explains. "I was there for a medical emergency. An escape pod seemed to have landed around the city you lived in. I wasted no time for the others and came across a Decepticon who beat me to the pod." While listening you piped up. "The blue guy?" Ratchet blinked and than realizes. "Oh they REALLY didn't tell you anything. That 'blue guy' was the communications officer named Soundwave. He is highly lethal and will do anything to have a successful mission. While in the fight he attached a new weapon to me that wouldn't allow me to transform out of my vehicle mode."

Confused you give out s little concern you had. "You weren't an ambulance anymore when you slammed into 'Soundwave'."

"That's because you miraculously broke the weapon he latched onto my wheel."

He keeps typing on the massive computer and listens patiently for you. Ratchet understands you are probably still processing everything that just happened. It was wild, even for him to think about. Everything happened so fast when he was stuck in his vehicle mode, he had to put full trust in a random human that just came out of no where. Your kindness was the reason he stands today and he couldn't even think about what he could do to show his gratitude. After some time, he hears a little "thank you" come out of your mouth. He stops typing and grabs you off his shoulder. He puts you in front of his face and makes a little grumble noise. "What did you say?" You stuttered from the raised voice that came out of complete no where. "U-um…th-thank yo-" Before you could even finish, he scoffs. "For what? You keep thanking me when I was the one to place everyone in harms way." A giggle comes out of your mouth and you place a hand on his chin. "You saved me…because of you I'm still here." Ratchet seemed irritated by your response and takes your hand away from his face. "…I should be the one thanking you. You are the reason my spark is untouched." He didn't know what to say after that, your laughter was the only thing that filled his head.

…

A few more hours go by and you were finally introduced to the other members of the Autobots. They all seemed so sweet, but they didn't know you would get pissed off when you saw Jack Darby. You worked with his mother, Ms. Darby, for a long time. Knowing she probably knows about all this stuff was not surprising after she stopped going to the hospital more often every week. Meeting Optimus was intimidating, but he seemed so nice and respectful to you. Seems like Ratchet already told him the incident he had with you, which made Optimus very pleased of you for being so brave in such a stressful situation. At first, everyone was talking about their adventures and goofing off to make you feel better, but Optimus made the talk switch to who your guardian would be. Arcee was shocked. "Sir, the other human nurse doesn't get any guardian, why does this one need to be monitored?" She didn't seem rude, but it was a genuine question that you sort of understood. Optimus shakes his head and kneels to your level, picking you up. "Nurse Darby hasn't been spotted by Decepticons. Our new human friend has not only been seen by the third in command of Megatron's fleet, but they as well contributed to saving Ratchet during a high stakes mission. They may be seen as a high target for Soundwave and we can not promise their safety outside of this base. I will take it upon myself to give them to someone in order for protection and a guide for whatever questions they may have."

Looking around, there wasn't that many choices when it comes to guardianship. It was only Wheeljack, Ratchet, and Optimus himself. Smokescreen was out of the question for Optimus, because he didn't have enough training as much as the others. Meeting new bots was nerve racking. Wheeljack looked like a crazy bomber, Optimus was a war leader, and you already feel too much like a burden to Ratchet after the last incident. Optimus seemed like he knew what he was doing though, and you weren't going to argue with a bot that could squish you in seconds. "Ratchet, you will take the responsibility of taking care of our newest member." Everyone seemed shock by the answer Optimus gave, but Ratchet looked like he already knew he was going to get picked. Not even a flinch from him, but he did seem a little more irritated about it. "I already have enough work on my hands, Optimus." You looked up at Ratchet's eyes, than moved your head to look at Optimus. "My old friend, this human already has created a little bond with you. It makes more sense to give them away to someone they already trusts to be their protector. My intention is to also give you someone who isn't a little human, so you won't have to drive them to their education center every cycle."

Ratchet seemed content with the answer that Optimus gave him and nodded in agreement. All the Autobots dispersed, leaving you and the medic alone. "Sorry…I'll try not to bother you…" Rubbing your arm nervously, you feel yourself getting bopped on the head gently. Ratchet gives you a disappointed look and sighs. "You will most likely be the only person in this base that won't bother me…as frustrating as that is. Just don't touch my work and my toleration for humans will move up to being even more tolerable." This didn't sound like much comfort to you, but honestly it was huge for the old mech…who also was confused himself why he seemed so satisfied being your guardian.

[sunrisecaminus]

I just wanna say I loved it! It was a request for my bestie so she’s gonna have something nice to wake up to. I will definitely request another thing if you’re down for more.

But for now, I just wanna say thank you. ❤️

Of course! Anything for our transformers fans! I hope both you and your friend get cool pillows every night!

[sunrisecaminus]

Could I have something where TFP Ratchet falls for a stripper? Like he happens upon her after she’s been cornered by Vehicons in Las Vegas and he has to take her to base after since…y’know, can’t have humans going around telling everyone about the robot aliens.

Ends up being her guardian. He hates it but he seems to like something about her and it just gets worse. He gets more and more into her and it snowballs from there.

SFW or NSFW is fine.

Please and thank you!

This is a GN reader, but you will be wearing a dress. I believe that no matter what gender you are (Female, Male, Non-Binary), you could rock a fucking dress. I shouldn't have put any specific he or she pronouns in there so have fun!

Ratchet x GN Stripper Reader NSFW

Summary - You give the medic a sexy dance and he watches like you were his masterpiece!

Warnings - NSFW

Las Vegas was something Ratchet despised. He only went there for emergencies because of the Decepticon activity that was there. Miko and Jack told him all about the drugs, sex, and gambling that place had. Learning about that place made him even grumpier, knowing how greedy the people are that live in such a prideful area. He would rather stay in the desert with the small towns, at least the humans here were quiet. Arcee and Optimus were there when Ratchet found you, a very unique looking human being captured by Arachnia. Apparently she was interested by such bright sights and tried to get one of the humans there for a rare trophy. Spotting you in that area was terrifying, because you were outside your work place when she just swooped in out of no where.

Once you were rescued from her grasp, it was surprising that the Autobots never judged you, until you realized they didn't even know what you were. Don't get them wrong, there was something kind of like strippers and sexy dancers on their planet long ago, but it was very different and didn't have the same look as you. You never told them until Agent Fowler told you that you had to stay at the base because how much you knew. Ratchet and Optimus heard you yelling at him about how you couldn't just abandon work or your life was ruined! You trained until your feet bled, and if you couldn't go back to that club you were highly respected at, you would have to start at the bottom at another dance club. Ratchet didn't seem like he cared about what you were saying, but Optimus wanted to make friends, so he asked what type of dancing you did. After explaining to him about it, the Prime was so awkward about the conversation he just said he respected your hard work and ended it like that. Cybertronian culture was very different, and talking about even dating was seen as highly inappropriate. Knowing you danced "provocatively" and basically stripped in front of strangers was highly embarrassing for the poor mech. Ratchet on the other hand was kind of disgusted. You and Bumblebee talked about it and he seemed supportive after you showed him a few tricks. It was crazy how you could hold your own weight on a small pole and could twirl elegantly with just strength and balance. Ratchet was side eyeing the whole little show you put on for Bumblebee, making sure you didn't just start taking your clothes off, but honestly he thought your dancing was amazing. It looked so hard to do, yet you made it look like nothing. Whenever the children were at school, you would show Arcee and Smokescreen really good strategies to hold their weights with only one arm, and even helped the team with stretching sessions every morning (poor Bulkhead). After a year with them, Ratchet seemed to be close with you.

He may have judged you too harshly when both of you met, and your patience helped a lot. Exotic dancing was so skillful and not just for sexual clubs, you seemed to do it professionally and got highly awarded for such skill. You were so sweet and mature about a lot of topics and helped the children out with their schooling. Human empathy was crazy, as you seemed always so worried about the team whenever they went on missions. Ratchet never understood why you were scared whenever he went out, but you explained that you deeply cared about his well being. That was the day he started to feel things he never wanted to feel for a blasted human. Your presence was never annoying to him, and you always practiced balancing near him to give yourself some company while dancing. When Ratchet works, he always seems to be staring at you from the corner was his optics whenever he can. His spark always seems to warm up whenever you were around, but he would never tell you that. He knows both of you are completely different species, and it doesn't help when you probably don't like that type of man anyway. You are a party person who dances and is charismatic, while he is a closed off medic who is done with partying and going wild long ago. He made his piece, and just relaxes whenever he has alone times with you.

It was nice for a while, up until you started to flirt with him. Oh, oh primus he was the most flustered mess he has ever been. All you would do is compliment him at first, which was already making him warm in the face plate. Than you would make little innuendos, which is what got him to just lock up like a clam. You didn't know you could embarrass him so easily, but you assumed it was just because he was a war medic and just never got that much treatment. That is not entirely true though, Ratchet has been with other mechs before the war started. The problem was that he had a massive crush on you and your flirting is making him hard sometimes. He hides it very well, but goodness does it get painful sometimes.

Today was like every other day, you putting on a nice dress with heels, starting the day with saying hello to everyone that is around the building. Fowler, Optimus, and Ratchet, were the only ones at base right now. Fowler told you that him and Optimus were going to an important meeting and won't be back for a few hours. Giving both of them a thumb up and helping them get ready for the trip, you watch them set off into the ground bridge that Ratchet set up. It was now just you and him again. It has been a week sense the last time you guys hung out together, but he looked busy as usual. He hears your footsteps getting closure and he turned his head around to face you. Holy scrap you were gorgeous today, your dress popping with lovely colors. He bended down for a second to help you up on his desk before he got back to work, which was kind of sad for you. Why can't you both just do something fun for once? He seemed so sweet to you sometimes, while other days he was just grumpy and kept himself distanced. You twirled and placed your hands on your hips in front of him as a pretty little pose. "Hey! Your work is up here!" Ratchet looks up at your little comment and gives a confused face. Not a grumpy face, just straight confusion. You giggle and sit down, one leg over the other. "Why don't we make this an us day? Just you and me going out and having fun?" Ratchet sighs, but it sounded disappointed. He pats you on the head with one of his digits. "Sorry kid, I can't do that. You know I can't…" Before he goes back to typing, he feels your hands grabbing on his servo and hugging it. "Awe come on! Don't be a rusty man!"

He feels your chest on his hand, making him tense a little. You were so soft, your body was delicate and so nice to touch. His face plate flushed in the cheeks a bit. Your arms wrapped around just his hand was so cute, he didn't want to have you let go. If you could just stay with him for the rest of his life, he would take that in a heart beat. You were the light of his dark hours, the bright dove to the flooded universe. Everything you said was important to him, your lips were a lovely shape. The way you were confident enough to show off yourself…made him feel things. You feel him tense up, which made you think something was wrong. Opening your eyes, you see him blushing. Ratchet watches as you give the most evil smirk he has ever seen you have. "Oh? It looks like you want to though~" You hug his servo tighter, pressing your lower self in his metal palm. His optics widen and seems to be really hesitant about the whole thing, his servo not moving. This reaction was adorable, but you feel as though he was uncomfortable so you stopped. "Hey, you ok? Was that too much?"

Time froze for the medic as he thinks about his options. Was he really going to tell you? You seemed like you really wanted him, but he had so many doubts. Maybe you were just flirty for the career you chose? "Y-yes I'm fine. Though, I haven't seen you this touchy with anyone else…" This was a surprise to you, has he not gotten it yet? You fell head over heels with Ratchets a few weeks ago after connecting with each other as better friends. He was such a softy on the inside of that thick exterior. You loved how he broke most of the time when you were around, it made you feel special. "Are…are you serious?" You looked at him with annoyance, and he gives a raised eyebrow. You continue. "I have been teasing you for weeks and you still don't get it? What, did Cybertron not have any flirty mechs around?" He became flabbergasted and takes your body off his servo. "Excuse you?! I'll have you know that there was many bots around my sector that was cocky in their romance! I had many falling left and right when I was around!" He huffed in grumpy embarrassment, you giggled at such a defensive reaction. "Oh? So, you were quite a sight back than huh?" You got closure when he nods at your question. "Quite!"

You stand at the edge of the desk and placed a hand on his chassis. "Want to feel like that again?" Frag, he fell right into your trap like always. His face was now blushing like a high beam. He felt his spike in between his legs which made him try to not look at you. You couldn't be serious?! How were you so good at this? "Look, I have seen your dancing and it is nice, but I don't think I am the type you want. I haven't done anything like that for millennia…" You felt the disappointment in his voice again. Awe, he was being so cute and he doesn't even know it! Your hand glides around his chassis and went right back to his servo. "Weellll, if you think you saw all my skills, than your wrong. I have been saving my real dancing for a certain someone around here. You haven't even seen me take a dress off, have you?" Your voice echoed in his censors, making him shiver a little at the very thought of you dancing for him alone. Was he really that special? Were you what he needed all this time? Primus, the thought of you stripping was gross to him so long ago, but now he was pleading for a god he doesn't even believe in for that to happen. He wanted to see your body, your thighs and hips. His imagination was running wild, but he didn't want to be a freak in front of you. He didn't want to lose this chance of actually being with you. "…no…but would you mind if I wanted to see your s-special dance?" WHY DID HE STUTTER?! Welp, he's going to kill himself now. Ratchet is normally not this shy about stuff, but boy did you make him WEAK! "Of course I can show you! Why don't you take me into your bedroom?"

"You mean birthroom?"

"Nah, its bedroom for humans."

"oh great, another word you humans use that I have to remember."

…

After a few minutes, both of you were in his clean and empty "birthroom". His birth was nice and clean, the desk had nothing on it, and there was a giant bookshelf filled with records and datapads. "Ok, either you could have me dance on the desk or your bed. I don't care either way!" He loads the information you gave him and tries to think. He sets himself on his birth and places you down on the sheets. His legs were spread a little and he sits himself up to watch you. As you start, it was at first elegent and adorable. You would blow him kisses and do a few tricks, but that was just the start. Your sleeves start to slide down, showing your bare sholders at him. He never looked away from you, watching in awe at how smooth your movements were. Your dress tightens around you, showing your back to him as you slide the dress down slowly off of your body. You keep it covering your butt, teasing him on the mystery. Ratchet shuffles and you look behind your shoulder to him covering his crotch panel. You smile from his cute reaction and start rubbing your neck and shoulders slowly. "You can touch yourself, you are having the VIP service after all." Ratchet hesitates and holds out a little bit longer. Huffing, you slide your dress back on your shoulders. "Oh? I guess if you don't give me a little show, than neither wi-" Before you even finish the sentence, he pops his panel with a grumpy ass look. He isn't saying anything, but you can tell he is fustrated yet really shy. He hasn't shown himself in years, and what would a human think about his spike? The bio-lights were a suprise to you, the glowing was nice to look at and it made you a bit more motivated to keep moving for him. "Pretty~" Ratchet covers his mouth with one of his servos and looks away from your little comment and starts to mumble. "…Says the one who is the most beautiful…" This made you giggle again, as you start to slide the dress down completely. "Oh? Well that just rewarded you premium~"

While you dance with your underwear, the only garment you had on, he jacks himself off from the sight he has been given. Your curves aroused him even more, watching as your hair softly swayed with your moves. There was a point where you sat on your butt and spread your legs in a nice pose, making him dazed at the sight he was given. You slid your hands to your crotch, playing with your underwear to watch him squirm at your little game. "Mmm! Dear, please.." Ratchet never called you that which made you get a little excited from the nickname. "Well, since you asked so nicely~" Slowly, you took your last piece of clothing off you, sliding them neatly off your legs and onto the sheets. Watching the poor medic touch himself was an amazing look for you, knowing that he was a quiet, moaning mess because of you. Standing back up, you kept one hand rubbing parts of your upper body, while another hand was playing with your juicy privates. How were you still doing so well, he wondered. Nothing made you weak, and he loved how much stamina you had while dancing. Minute after minute, you gasped out his name, watching how close he was to cumming. His hand clenched at his spike as he moaned louder from your voice, overloading on the birth and right in front of you. Ratchet felt so humiliated, did he just overload right in front of you? Goodness you were his everything right now, this totally showed you how much he really loves you. "Y-you're amazing-" He pants out from the heat he was feeling. You smiled at his honesty, letting him pick you up and have you tucked next to his neck. His servo covers your whole body to comfort you, but also to feel your soft skin before he closes his optics. "…I do love you…I hope you reciprocate."

He hears you laugh as you kiss him on the face plate. "Of course you doof. I love you too!"

[sunrisecaminus]

Ratchet x Nurse Human Reader SFW

I might make this a part 2 because it doesn't feel complete, but idk. Thought of the idea because I think it would be cool and maybe people like to imagine themselves in stressful situations and what they would do. It's a curiosity I guess, but anyway I hope you enjoy it!

Summary - Ratchet and you save each other and he realized that he just accidentally added another human into the war. Stressful high jinx.

Warning - Injuries

Part two - Here

All you did was do a double at the hospital, nothing could have prepared you. Why…why did it have to be you!?

…

You have worked at the Nevada hospital for a few years now, being a respected EMT in your area helped you gain a comfortable affordability in life. Almost all your patients might be little demons of the underworld, but it was part of the job! Dealing with two physically violent patients and every angry parent in town, you were finally able to get out at around one in the morning. Stretching your body, you hop into your car to drive home, which was actually pretty far from where the hospital was at. It took 10 minutes to get out into the desert parts of Nevada with all the traffic of the busy health clinic and 25 minutes of nothing but sand and rocks to be in front of your country style house. Mid-travel, turning on whatever music you listen to, your car's headlights help you see what was on the road. Sadly, it was part of the season where skunks and foxes were coming out, so you had to be very careful with where you were looking.

Speaking of which, up ahead your eyes catch on a skunk family that seem to be walking across the sandy roads. Thankfully stopping at a good distance away, you wait patiently for the family to completely walk across which got you to look around your surroundings. The rocky hills and cactuses could be seen with their shadowy appearances, the moonlight bouncing it's light at the lovely pointy plants around the road side. Honestly, Nevada was a place you never really cared for, but man it sometimes was a pretty place when it wasn't trying. Imagining the length you had to go to, having your house completely cleaned and designed the way you liked. It's all over and your life feels great, but boy did it go through a huge rough patch. Looking past the cactuses, you catch a strange vehicle shadow that seemed to be slightly behind some rock a long distance away. You could barely see a hospital looking design that was exactly like the ones on your ambulances at the Jasper Hospital you just came from. Grabbing your EMT license and keys, you get out of the car in complete confusion. You don't remember anyone being reported out all the way here before you clocked out. If that was the case you would have volunteered to check it out before going home. Living in the city for so long, you feel comfortable walking off the road and into the desert where the ambulance was. It looked like it was a nice white and orange ambulance that had a few scratch marks on it. Warning signs start to pop into your head while you observe a massive gash mark on the back of the vehicle, blue ooze coming out of it and dripping onto the sand. There was a weird metal gadget that was attached to the front left tire.

With the EMT uniform still on your body, you grab your walkie talkie and switch the radio station. "This is (y/n) speaking, do you read?" After waiting a few seconds you hear the other end of the line speak up.

"This is Jasper Hospital of Nevada, what's new?"

"Hey, there is a damaged Emergency Vehicle out in the middle of no where. Are we missing any response teams?" You wondered if the Hospital needed their EMT back, if it was already reported and if they told you a tow truck was going to come to take it away, than you could just drive home with no worry. Something was really off though, this glowing blue stuff at the back made you believe something darker was going on. Waiting for the response, you hear the radio going to nothing but fuzz. "Hello? Fuck, the connection shouldn't be this crappy…"

Returning your walkie talkie to your hip, you grab your keys and try to open the door to the emergency vehicle. After a few tugs, you feel it opening and finding that the driver's seat was empty. "Abandoned…whoever left this poor thing out here is going to get in maaaasive trouble." With that, you hop inside and close the door. Putting your keys inside, you see a weird looking symbol on the wheel. It looked like a red face with a shiny metal material. Your key doesn't seem to be able to twist, making you feel frustrated. "Come on, Come on you can start." Before you were about to turn the key with more force, the entire ground shakes with a loud grumbling sound that smacked onto the ground. Holy shit, what the fuck was that?! Freezing in place, you lower your head for a chance to not be seen by the monster that is out there. That was nothing like a moose, nothing but a giant would make such a terrible noise. Just like that, you see massive metal legs go in front of the EMT vehicle. THIS WAS A TRAP!!! YOU ARE SO STUPID TO EVEN GO INTO THE DESERT AT 1AM!

The blue robotic legs come into view. They looked lanky and animal like. They were humanoid enough, but definitely in a scary way. black metallic tendrils start to drape into the sand and start to spread out everywhere on the ground. You didn't know what it was doing, but it kept getting closure and closure to you and the weird ambulance. Not ready to die or get kidnapped by a tech monster, you remember the gadget on the left tire of the ambulance. If you were able to take that off, maybe you could go into neutral and slowly slide down the rocky hill you were on. Going into the back of the van, you look for gloves and benzodiazepines to help with your anxiety levels, but looking through the medicine cabinets, there was no equipment that should very much be in an EMT unit. There was a few blankets and even some cartoonishly large tools that you could not recognize in the slightest…except for a 6 foot big wrench. Why would someone put this stupid thing in here?! This was an ambulance, not a playground to put weird stuff in! Breathing in through your nose and out your mouth, you have to do this plan without stabilizing yourself mentally. You grab a few blankets and open the back of the EMT very slowly. It would be very noisy to step out on the crunchy pebbles and hard rock ground, so you place a blanket where you were going to step. Gently shutting the door as quietly as you can, the second blanket is slid under the EMT unit and you crawl underneath to not be seen by the massive robot. You hear it make weird static noises and some recognizable connection sound effects.

The rocks are sharply dragging against your stomach and chest area, even slashing through the thin blankets you placed and cutting tiny marks on your elbows. It hurt, but your adrenaline was kicking in to help with the pain. You would stop sometimes when one of those weird alien tendrils slid past the vehicle, only to keep going when it had enough distance from you. Finally crawling to the front of the EMT unit, you are able to observe the weird looking electronic that has itself stuck on the tire. It was kind of like a car boot, the ones that police put on people's trucks and vans to make sure they don't drive without paying a ticket. With that in mind, you place your hands on the metal latch that clasped the tire. If you are able to find a way to take this off, you could have a bigger chance of escaping.

Full plan,

-Sneak out under the EMT unit/Check

-Get to the front of the vehicle from under it/Check

-Take the weird boot off

-Sneak back in from the back doors

-Switch to neutral and see what happens

…Yeah you're going to die; This was a stupid ass plan. Toying with the metal bits on the boot seemed fine at first. You found and took off a few hooks, loosening the whole clasp which helped a lot, if it wasn't for the fact that the hooks slipped out of your shaking hands and clattered on the rocky terrain you were crawling on. Freezing, your body pauses to listen for the creepy robot, who seemed to have also went quiet. No buzzing, no radio noises, no weird connection sounds…nothing. The fear was filling inside you of how quiet yet thick the air was. The croaking of the frogs was all that was left of the Nevada desert. Oh, the monster totally heard you, but you could only stay quiet to maybe gaslight it into thinking it just heard nothing. Keeping your hands on the tech boot, you hold your breath in order to save yourself from traveling to the afterlife, because only luck or god can get you out of this one.

After what felt like a hot minute or two, your hands go at a snails pace to turn a single knob, trying to continue your only escape plan, but your ankle gets a striking clash of pain. The automatic scream that leaped out your mouth, your body getting ruthlessly dragged out from under the emergency response vehicle. The only thing that you could hold on to was the gadget you were trying to take off the tire, but of course, it pops off from the violent force it was getting. The robots strength added with your locked up hands, it breaks completely and the EMT wheel was finally free. You are dragged up into the air, your ankle burning from the rough grasp. Screaming in pain, you finally see the face of the giant robot…who actually had no face. It was a reflective screen, showing three little dots and making a few scanning noises. You struggle from the thing's grip, but it squeezed tighter on your ankle, as you feel the muscles inside your body getting forceful pressure that now has a high risk of breaking bones.

It's hand reaches towards you, tears form in your eyes as it's now time to get life flashbacks. Before the big creepy bot could touch you, a massive object slams right into it, the impact making the screen face go flying. You are caught in the air, massive hands cupping you into darkness. All you could do is curl up, holding your chest and stomach from the cuts you got. These metal hands didn't feel violent or sharp, they were massive yet gentle. Movement around you was picking up, feeling like the thing that picked you up was running. Nothing you felt was good, but you couldn't give yourself an excuse. This was your fault for finding the ambulance, it was your fault for even stopping on the road. Your legs hurt from not just the robot, but also your double shift you did at the hospital MINUTES before this all went down. Closing your eyes, you feel yourself going unconscious. You didn't know how long you were in darkness, maybe minutes…an hour? Your brain wasn't working anymore from all the stress, but the hands open up after a while which helped you finally see who took you away. It was a familiar white and orange bot, his eyes were light blue that aluminates your body. You couldn't believe what you were looking at, but you felt for some reason a lot more calm with him holding you. His robot hands were nice and would very carefully nudge your leg. Hissing from the contact he gave, the bot seemed to stop immediately and sighs with a bit of irritation. A gruff voice is heard from him, talking to himself and mumbling a bunch of words you couldn't understand. A pattern on his arm shows you a health symbol…omg was he that EMT ambulance?! You couldn't speak up, but you wanted to thank him for saving you…but you were still so scared and hurt, overwhelmed by the action that just played out. His attention focused on something he kept saying was "coms" and something something "Optimus".

He looked so panicked and angry, yelling about a "bridge" which just made it so much harder for you to translate what he was saying from how dazed you were. The Adrenaline was settling back down, which wasn't good because now it was harder to stay awake. Reaching your hand, you take one of the bot's big fingers, at least what looked to be his pointer finger. The ambulance froze and stared at you intently, watching your every movement. A very tiny smile comes across your face and mouthed "thank you" to him before closing your eyes for the last time today. Your body relaxes in his hand and everything felt cold for a minute before feeling some sort of thin blanket on top of you. Mumbling continued, but you were finally able to understand the last few words he seemed to say. "…the human saved me…yes…I will report you on everything when you locate my position…"