#glober

[licoricesus]

uwaaaaah!

[ferbymerby]

Flamber but in those wallpapers from jumpgo style (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧ I drew it for a custom mug but I think separately it looks super cute too

[revelboo]

Yooooo, hi. Crawled out me hole cause I’m shy and awkward. to request if you can hopefully, maybe. You could do how metal cardbots would react to human reader that they come across in a corner somewhere in the auto shop bandaging themselves of some some minor cuts and/or bruises after they got into a fight (and won) with a bully\jerk, defending themselves

Sure

Care

Glober x Reader

• Head coming up, your heart goes racing as you fumble the roll of gauze and it rolls to come to a rest against Glober’s ped. And the big mech vents softly, optics traveling over you. Cataloging the bruises and scratches as you flush. Probably judging you for getting into a fight when you’re an adult and should be beyond this sort of thing. Or for sneaking in past them all because you didn’t want to deal with their judgment.

• “Took some pretty bad lumps looks like,” he says and your chin lifts even as your eyes dart past him. Making it obvious you’re hiding and didn’t want them all to know. Especially when he notices the jacket beside you that you were probably planning to use to cover up the worst of the scrapes and bruises. Servos flexing, he wonders why you’re trying to keep this from them. Mass shifting, he kneels and picks up the roll of gauze. “Let me see.”

• Eyeing him as you realize he’s not going to fuss at you or pry, the tension ebbs out of you. Ignoring the roll of gauze in his servos, you find another roll in your bag. One that didn’t just roll across the floor. Doubt with their biology they have to worry about infection, but you definitely do. Finding the end of the roll, you hold it and the arm you’d been trying to bandage out. Thankful you’d been able to protect your face for the most part though you can feel a bruise forming on your jaw. Watching him clumsily wrap your arm with the clean gauze, you exhale slowly. “Thanks,” you mumble.

• Wants to ask who did this- if they’ll bother you again- but you’re already so tense that he’s afraid you’ll get defensive and stop talking altogether. You have them and they’re all more than willing to protect you, but you seem to prefer being self reliant and he understands that. Respects it. Even if right now, it bothers him. If you had one of them with you then maybe- what? If one of them transformed and intervened, it would give them all away. Frustrated, he wraps your arm. Understands why they’re hiding from your people for now, but it makes things harder.

• “You know we’ve got your back,” he says and your shoulders hunch slightly. There’s no censure in his tone, just a tired resignation. “That you can rely on us.” Reaching for your jacket, you tug it on. “But we can’t help if you don’t talk to us.” Movements stilling, you reluctantly meet his optics. So used to taking care of your own problems, being stressed most of the time as you worry over everything. Feeling out of control and lost. And you startle when he hooks a servo under your chin to tip your face up. “You don’t have to tell us everything, but at least let us know when something’s wrong. We worry.” It’s so tempting to want to believe him. To trust that they really will have your back. That this time, the people around you won’t abandon you when you need them most. ‘Sure,’ you mumble and he rumbles softly, straightening.

[hoomanshaped]

art request:

Can you draw Glober x deep Bite with color?if you're free

Hehe middle aged yaoi

Thanks for request

[revelverse]

Hey I noticed you were writing for Metal card bot on ur main which is really cool, does that include some spicy stuff too? 👀👀👀

It does! 🔞 MDNI Mass displaced mech 🌶️ This is mostly a crack ficlet of how “sparking” might work in MCB

Learning Curve

Glober x Reader

• Hips rolling as his big hands flex on your hips, servos skating up your sides, his hat is pushed up slightly to cover his optics as he rumbles and groans, head back. And his own hips lift so you’re gasping his name feeling him press deep as you splay your palms on his chassis for balance. “Not, yet,” he growls as you tremble. “Slow down.” You’re already so close, face flushed when his hips lower and you’re riding him urgently again. Hear him swear softly, the human profanity making you laugh as you grind on him. Chasing that peak as he groans.

• Knew you were going to be a brat. Urgently riding his spike when he just wants to go slow and savor the slick heat of you wrapped around him. And your hips are rolling as you whimper his name, before you’re fisting his spike as you shatter for him. Hands tightening on your waist to keep you in place, he’s grinding against you, hips lifting as he tries to not be left behind. Hears you mewl his name, hands clinging to his arms for balance, your metal breath catching the light, and he’s shuddering with his overload, head falling back.

• Breathing raggedly, you slowly ease down to lay on top of him, feeling his spike pulsing inside you as your heart races. And a big hand slides up your spine, servos sinking into the sweat-damp hair at your nape. Flushing at the intimacy when his other hand flexes on your hip when you start to push up and he growls, apparently not interested in pulling out yet. Reaching up to tip the brim of his hat up so you can see his optics, you smile shyly, not sure what to say in the quiet after. Maybe thank you? Embarrassed at your own thoughts, you run your fingertips against his jaw and the metal breath lights up to startle you both, light spangling from the thing.

• Freezing as the metal breath reacts, he really hopes you didn’t have anyone in there while he was inside you. Not interested in any of your other lovers snarling at him about being subjected to that. Though he wouldn’t blame them. And you’re pushing up on him to make him groan, spike still semi-hard inside you as you hold up your arm. “What’s it doing?” You whisper, expression wary as the light twists into prismatic shapes in the air above the metal breath. Before solidifying into a card. Tensing as the thing lazily spins in air, you’re reaching for it, fingers catching the card while you frown at it.

• What is this? A yay you fucked an alien achievement? You always take off the metal breath before, but this time you’d been caught up in the moment and hadn’t. Know you’re probably being silly, but sometimes you wonder if Deux Machina is aware of you. Watching you through the metal breath. If so, you definitely don’t need some ancient, alien deity seeing you getting some and judging you. Turning the card over, it looks like a normal metal cardbot card. But there’s nothing but a whorl of light on it like a lazily spinning galaxy instead of a bot’s image. Thumb smoothing over the image, it’s oddly beautiful. And you startle when Glober grips your waist and lifts you off of his spike, his excess trailing down your inner thighs. “Glober?” Legs wobbly as he sits up, you watch him scrambling to clean himself up and hide away his spike. Wait, is he running away? Gaping at him as he hesitates, he tips his hat at you before freaking bolting. Because whatever the card is, he’s scared of it apparently.

[pawsmic]

howdy

ive been struggling with drawing anything but then i realized “you can be as self indulgent as you want forever” so western robots! Here we are!. i want to make a whole au but i have no idea what to do… arghhh he looks so goofy

clean alt

[skygallop]

metal small theater #13 from jumpgo on weibo

[marblecore]

my first contribution to the metal cardbot fandom