But his reaction to them playing a song w questionable lyrics. In their vehicle mode, unaware that it can be faintly heard outside
Pick your songs: Unholy, white tee, treat me like a slut, and sexyback
Swindle (Unholy): He’s in the middle of making a deal while you stand by on guard in your vehicle mode. Both his and his contact’s helms turn towards you when music starts playing loud enough for them to hear it slightly. They both listen for a moment before Swindle waves a dismissive servo and feigns nonchalance, returning to business even though he can’t get you or your music out of his head now.
Soundwave (Unholy): Is it really any secret that he loves music? And you? The two of you are on patrol, each jamming to your own music, but suddenly he realizes he can hear your music over his. He turns his down and cracks a window to listen closer. He blushes at the lyrics and wonders how someone like you could listen to something so . . . questionable.
Megatron (Sexyback): He thought you were resting in base, which is strange because you are still in your vehicle mode, but he pays you no mind. That is, until music starts leaking out from you, just faint enough for the lyrics to be heard. He grins, obviously thinking the song was a perfect fit for himself, and he wonders if you think the same. He’ll tease you about it later.
Lugnut (Sexyback): He hasn’t heard much human music, but he knows you quite enjoy it. So he doesn’t really mind when the two of you are taking a drive and your music is loud enough for him to pick it up. He does, however, get flustered by the song you’re currently blasting. He tries to focus on driving, but swerves every time he imagines you telling him to “come to the back.”
Hello, may I have some headcanons for animated decepticons (Megatron, Lugnut and Blitzwing) with human s/o that afraid/uncomfortable around constructicons, because of their love of drinking, like equivalent of drunk humans?
I'm sorry if it's strange
Lugnut
You don’t like being around them? He doesn’t even need to know the reason, you’re never near them again.
Very proud of you when you see them and don’t get anxious/afraid. Lots of doting and praises for being tolerant towards the two constructicons.
Blitzwing
You don’t like being around them? That’s okay, he’ll keep you away from the two.
If you do come close to them, he cups you in both of his servos so they can’t see you and you can’t see them, then just speed walks out of the room (the constructicons find it weird that Blitzwing walks around like that, they don’t know it’s you in his servos).
Megatron
You don’t like being around them? Both of their deception careers are done by the next day. No questions asked.
You probably won’t see them ever again (unless you find some purple and chartreuse scrap heap deep in a nearby forest).
hOI! I have a somewhat strange headcanon request: TF Animated Lugnut and Blitzwing accidentally adopting a human and ending up becoming their dads? I really like your work and you seem super sweet! I hope you have a wonderful rest of your day <3
Aww thank you!!! Have a good rest of your day too~
TFA Lugnut and Blitzwing accidently adopting a human
It started off when Lugnut was standing guard, waiting for Blitzwing to pull the Allspark fragment from where it was stuck
You had managed to sneak up behind Lugnut, and he hadn't notices you at all
After Blitzwing got the fragment free, neither of them notices you get scooped up as they transformed and returned to base
The sudden change in altitude knocked you out, and you awoke to three very surprised robots staring down at you
The largest one, who you learned was named Megatron, ordered them to keep you here and take responsibility
It did not take long for Blitzwing to get attached, you humans were just so fun! You saw him the most at the beginning, and Lugnut only stepped in when neccessary
Blitzwing soon grew protective of you, fussing when you got too close to edges on top of things and begging Megatron for better human food. You deserved better than the other human, you werent a prisoner!
It wasnt until Lugnut was left alone with you that he started to like you too
You had fallen and gotten trapped behind some machines, and he had to fish you out. Once he did he scolded you, and the pitiful expression you gave him as you apologize went straight into his spark
Ever since then he fussed over you as much as Blitzwing, if not more.
It was nice having two giant robots follow you around and argue over who gets to take care of you
Two giant robots both wanting to be your dad at once. Neither seem to realize they can SHARE
Tfa decepticons with an s/o who's absolutely ruthless in combat
(crushing heads, tearing off arms, ripping sparks out, knocking over buildings, flinging cars, doesn't even bother taking hostages)
Basically on-sights anyone who gets in their way
For their reactions, this is the first time they see their s/o (the reader) go fucking ham in battle.
Megatron: He used to wonder what you would look like in battle but this. . . You had already proved yourself an impressive ally and a capable lover, but this just sends the point home. He swears the sparks flying when you smash that telephone pole onto an Autobot’s back are actually rose petals. He could watch you all day, quietly admiring your battle prowess. Primus he thinks you’re stunning when your face is twisted with pure rage and wild focus.
Starscream: Does he have a type? Yeah. . . yeah he does. . . Large, strong, and aggressive. But at least you know when to stop the violence, and the gentleness you offer him makes the current explosions and destruction all the more thrilling, all the more exotic. Oh, and he wants to remember to ask: “Wanna overthrow my boss together, baby?”
Blitzwing: He can’t settle on a personality. Not that that would matter too much, since even Icy is having a hard time keeping his cool. He’s blushing and stutters when he tries to speak. Hothead hollers encouragement and starts smashing everything closest to him; this is an ideal date night for him. Random is. . . well let’s just say drooling. Like, a lot. Blitzwing just can’t get enough of you, and the energon splattering your frame is the perfect shade to complement your paint.
Lugnut: He may believe that no one is greater than Lord Megatron, but --by Unicron-- you come close. So close even a hawk couldn’t see the gap bc it’s so small. He wants to devote his entire existence to you if Megatron ever leaves the picture.
Soundwave: Surely there’s a less messy way to dispatch an Autobot? Do you really have to rip their sparks out with your bare servos? He is marginally concerned because he has seen the toll that violence like this takes on a bot’s mind. But he’s also supportive if it means getting home earlier than planned. He will 100% help scrub you clean when you get back to base. And maybe check in on how you’re feeling.
Shockwave: After so long holding back and hiding among weak, morally suffocating Autobots, he couldn’t be happier. It’s like you’re putting on a show just for him and it’s getting him all worked up. He wants you to use some of that violence on him once you’re done slaughtering the autobots.
Blackarachnia: She is all for your dark side and loves that such rage lives inside of you, always waiting for a chance to escape. If she’d known before, she would have set up a fight long ago just to see it. You’ve claimed before that you would protect her with your very spark, but now that she’s witnessed this display of yours, she actually believes it. It makes her spark flutter with a joy and safety she hasn’t felt in ages. She’s definitely watching from a safe distance tho.
tws/content- morning after, breakfast, fluff, flirting, cuddling, cybertronian reader, poly relationship, domestic fluff, implied first time, sfw, blitzwing is a morning person
“Lugnut, liebe, wake up…” Blitzwing cups the bigger bot’s face with one servo, you can feel a servo against your faceplates, too. You open your optics and Blitzwing whispers to you, “Good morning mein liebe.” Lugnut grumbles and opens his optic, wrapping his arms around the triple changer and effectively immobilizing Blitzwing. “There is energon on the table for you, Y/n. I will try to wake him up a bit more. Go refuel liebe.”
“Thank you Blitzwing.” You clamber up to Lugnut’s lap, nudging your way through his arms to kiss the tan and purple bot on the cheek. He smiles and makes a playful ‘shoo’ motion with his servo.
You laugh and get off the berth, sleepily walking out of the room towards the kitchen. There are two plates full of energon and other treats on the table.
You sit down, contemplating if you should wait for your boyfriends. You hear a ‘thunk’ sound and a loud groan, it makes you laugh and picture a half asleep Lugnut blanketing a very frustrated Hothead.
You pick up the utensil, cutting into the stacked and flat oil cakes, some of the energon syrup sticks to the fork. Some of the, what looks to be crushed up rust sticks, or sprinkles fall off of the bite, but you don’t care. The oil cake is savoy, contrasting the sweet syrup. You hum, happy to finally be fueling up.
“Good morning love!” Random prances to the other side of the table with Lugnut behind him, holding servos and dragging him down onto a chair. “It was a little difficult but I got him up.”
“Sure you did.” Lugnut mumbles, making you giggle. Blitzwing sits, fidgeting in the seat.
“Enjoying your fuel?” You nod, taking another bite. Blitzwing’s faceplates spin to display Icy, he looks a bit concerned. “Anything sore?” You shake your helm no. “That’s good.”
As Blitzwing chatters away with Lugnut, you realize that you could get used to this. You hope that the rest of your mornings could be like this.
Can I have a scenario where TFA Lugnut gets lifted up and thrown away by the Sari's friend that have super strength and him starting to crush on them super hard?
Lugnut X Reader - Initiative
A/N – Hey, hey; hope you like this one, I’ve never written for Lugnut before, so here goes.
Warnings – None.
Rating – T
Professor Sumdac, his daughter Sari, and the Autobots watched you in one of Sumdac Industries’ observation rooms as you tore the plating clean off an attack drone and threw it hard enough at another to take its head off. Bulkhead and Ratchet blanched at the scene, Prowl raised an eyebrow-plate, Sari and Bumblebee watched in awe, and as usual Optimus asked the important questions.
“Are you sure the strength serum was a good idea?” He addressed Professor Sumdac. “Doesn’t it make (Y/N) a danger? What if (s)he gets hurt or worse hurts someone else?”
“Good idea or not, I fear it is too late. The serum is irreversible Mr Prime. Nothing to do now but wait and see what happens, but what’s the worst that could happen?” Sumdac shrugged nonchalantly.
Optimus was sceptical about that, he’d seen far too many of Sumdac’s experiments go wrong to feel at ease with this, especially since the serum hadn’t been ready for human testing; you’d been administered it by accident when Sari gave you the wrong drink, though why the serum was in a soda can in the first place was a mystery.
Sumdac went to an intercom panel at the side of the room, his voice echoed through your test chamber, “You are free to come out now (Y/N), we’ve seen all we need.”
You gave an energetic thumbs up to the double-sided glass, leaving the trail of destruction behind you as you headed for the door, accidentally crashing through it instead.
“Oops, sorry Professor Sumdac,” You grinned sheepishly, taking your usual place by Sari’s side.
“Not to worry my dear, you don’t know your own strength yet, I’m sure.”
“How do you feel, (Y/N)?” Optimus asked.
“Good, like super good. Powerful. I mean, this is insane right, did you see what I can do?!”
“It’s cool Prime,” Sari added. “(Y/N) is extra awesome now. Hey dad, can I get some of that serum too?”
Professor Sumdac shook his head, “No, no Sari my dear, you’ve got to be careful.”
Sari’s shoulders sagged as she was once again treated like an infant, “Ugh… guess I’ll just have to make my own fun. You coming, (Y/N)?”
You checked your phone for the time, “Uh… Maybe tomorrow, I should go home now, it’s getting late. May I be excused Professor Sumdac?”
Sumdac nodded and you were left to go about your merry way, crushing the handle of the next door you attempted to exit.
“Hey, be careful on the way home,” Optimus called after you, “and make sure you don’t hurt yourself or anyone else.”
Lugnut was furious, though that was not much of a change from usual. He was Megatron’s most loyal Decepticon, not that ingrate Shockwave; how could anyone believe otherwise? He lived to serve the Decepticon cause as Megatron commanded. Of course, there could be no doubt on Lord Megatron’s behalf because he was sure to know of Lugnut’s undying devotion, but the fact that Shockwave had the gall to insult Lugnut’s initiative was outrageous.
While in the base, Shockwave had suggested that Megatron might find Lugnut useful if he worked from his own innovation, rather than waiting for an order from his master. Well, Lugnut would show him, he had plenty of initiative. After all, had it not been him who locked onto Lord Megatron’s signal in the first place? Yes, but now he was being doubted. No matter, Lugnut would make sure Shockwave knew who was the better Decepticon before the day ended; all he had to do was come up with a plan.
He soared low over the city of Detroit in his alt-mode, hoping that some idea or other would come to him so he could prove once and for all that he was worth more than Shockwave could ever be. Fortunately, luck was on his side as he saw you, a recognised Autobot ally, traipsing through the city streets alone; a rare sight indeed as you were usually with one of the Autobots or Sari and her infernal key. Lugnut rumbled a hearty laugh, he wasn’t sure what Lord Megatron would do with you, but your capture would be sure to earn him some merit in his master’s optics.
“FOR LORD MEGATRON!” He hollered as he transformed, dropping to the ground and picking you up in a clawed servo.
“HEY!” You screamed in retaliation, processing what had just happened. “LUGNUT?! PUT ME DOWN!”
Lugnut chortled, “YOU ARE COMING WITH ME TO THE SUPERIOR ONE, LORD MEGATRON.”
“I don’t like to be picked up!” You slammed two clenched fists into Lugnut’s servo, making him drop you with a hiss of pain as you dented his living metal slightly.
As you dropped to the ground, smashing the concrete below and coming up unscathed and ready to battle, Lugnut stared at his servo in shock. Surely, it had to be some malfunction on his behalf, for humans were weak and could never damage Cybertronian metal. Coming to his senses, he lunged for you again, roaring angrily when you caught his hand, straining against his equal strength and digging your heels into the pavement to hold steady.
It seemed the two of you were at a stalemate and Lugnut knew it. “HOW ARE YOU DOING THIS HUMAN?!” He demanded.
“I. AM. STRONG.” You grunted, reaching up his forearm slightly to flip him over your shoulder, and creating a small crater where he landed. You thanked the stars that Professor Sumdac had the money to cover all the damage you were doing, otherwise the fight may not have been as much fun; you were also relieved to find that your newly formed body could take punishment as well as give it.
Without wasting any time, you grabbed Lugnut’s foot, pulling it over his body in a way it wasn’t meant to bend until he bellowed once again.
“Tell your Lord Megatron that the Autobot team just got a new player and we’re stronger than ever.”
“RELEASE ME HUMAN OR I’LL-”
You tugged harder, “MY NAME IS (Y/N)! Do well to remember it, ‘cos it’s gonna be me kicking your aft from now on. Now, get out of my city!” You got off him, using his foot to spin him around until there was enough momentum to throw him high into the evening sky.
Lugnut recovered quickly, transforming into his alt-mode and flying off. Had he of wanted to, he could have gone back for round two, which he was sure he could win now that he knew the extent of your strength, but Lugnut found that he didn’t want to turn back because something disturbed him deep in his processor. Organics were pathetic, disgusting creatures, not worth the space they took-up. Lugnut kept reminding himself of that, but it wasn’t enough to stop his spark from jumping erratically because finally, there was someone as strong as he; yes, it was a human, but to find one’s match was quite exhilarating.
Lugnut didn’t return straight to the Decepticon base. How could he after feeling something… positive towards a human? He wouldn’t return to his Lord Megatron until his mind was fully cleansed of these thoughts of you. Primus, how long would that take?
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