#mtmte transformers x reader

[michaela-o]

This dynamic🙏🏻 i need to read some prowl with his little human fic :’]

[jackrabbitem]

(This is based off of something that happened for me last week 😅 I should really remember to buy my meds in time. All medical talk is from my own experiences with ADHD, as well as the info, since I don't know everything sadly)

So, imagine you're on the Lost Light. You aren't sure how you got there, but you did. Probably an experiment by Brainstorm, or something similar idk. That part isn't important

What is important, is that you hadn't been keeping track with how many med capsules you had left, thanks to everything that had happened to get you on the ship, leaving you with a single one for the day.

Which, when you found out, leads to you running down the long ass hallways of the Lost Light, stopping every once in a while to catch your breath, and to let your legs rest.

"PERCEPTOR!!" Is the first thing heard in Swerves as the door opens, a little human running into the bar, looking around frantically for the specific red 'bot.

Through the many optics turned to you, you single out his, making you run over to the booth he had sat himself in with some of the other 'bots.

He just stares, perplexed as to what you could possibly want with him. You had regrettably not spoken a whole lot to him, since he had been working to try and figure out how the hell you had gotten here.

Nautica had been the one to reach down for you, letting you sit yourself in her palm. Raising you to the table, you jumped off before anyone could stop you, stopping their sparks for just a moment thanks to the taller height.

You walk really close to him, struggling for a moment to open a little white bottle in your hands. Once succeeding, you shoved a tiny tiny pill as close to his face as you possibly could.

You could barely even reach it, being around the length of his torso and all. "I need you to make more of these, exactly. All the chemicals and other stuff included."

You were quite determined with this, even letting Perceptor take the tiny pill. It laid on his finger like a grain of sand on yours. "Interesting. And why would you need me to do this?" He questioned.

You were quite sure he wanted to do it either way, but was just curious. "I need it. It's medicine." You tried to clarify, not wanting to speak a whole lot on it in the giant room of 'bots.

Many of them could be quite overbearing, downright panicked at the tiniest mention of sickness or injuries to you.

You still remember the panic Tailgate had gone through when you had gotten a minor cold some weeks prior.

Understanding that you were uncomfortable with telling him, he took the hint. Grasping you, he excused himself from the table, placing you on his shoulder.

Leaving the bar, as well as the many stares, you could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Revealing right there that you were taking meds, was going to get you questions from some of them, that was for sure.

And either Ratchet or First Aid was going to know as well, with how fast information spreads on the ship.

"Do you wish to speak about your illness now that we are no longer watched?" Perceptor spoke up, holding up the bottle for you to take, the pill inside.

"Uhm, I guess? I won't call it an illness though, a disorder. ADHD." You took the bottle, twisting and turning it in your hands. Your foot had already began tapping against his red plating.

"Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. I don't know a whole lot about it myself, outside of the few articles I read whenever I got curious."

Taking a glance towards him, you noted that he was paying attention. Quite intensely too considering he had to see where he was walking.

"Many reasons for it, I think. Like smaller brain regions, missing chemicals and impairments to certain brain networks. For me, it's hard to pay attention for longer periods of time, my memory is quite bad too. Case and point."

You shook the little bottle, the single pill inside rattling pitifully inside. "My time management is piss poor too." He hummed as he entered the lab he shared with Nautica and Brainstorm, the latter hanging upside down inside.

Honestly, you had seen weirder in your few weeks on the ship. "Ah Perceptor, perfect timing." Brainstorm proceeded to ramble on about the project he was working on underneath him.

Taking a glance at Perceptor as he placed you on his lab table, told you that he wasn't really paying attention to the other scientist. Holding out his servo, he motioned for the little bottle, prompting you to pick out the little pill for him.

Watching any of the Cybertronians transform was always mesmerising, all the little parts fall into place so seamlessly.

Granted, his alt mode was quite peculiar compared to many other 'bots you had seen, but even then, you have heard the others talk about their own strange alt modes.

The thought made you chuckle softly, the faint memory of your speculations to the others coming to the surface. You had questioned Rodimus-, humourously, before the co-captain had exclaimed race car very loudly, in turn prompting Drift to disagree, saying you would have been a weapon of some kind.

It had devolved into an extensive argument with many bots joining in, most of them just proclaiming their own alt modes.

None of them had even noticed you being whisked away by Ravage, who wanted to go cuddle in a dark room, since Megatron had been busy.

Your drifting thoughts lead to time passing quickly, Perceptor placing the little pill back down in front of you.

"It will take some time to synthesize an entire batch. Will you be able to live without it for a few days?" He questioned, already moving on to start on the project.

The thought made you grimace. "I guess? It's not gonna be fun though." The withdrawal was going to be the least fun.

"I will contact First Aid so he can keep an optic on your physical state." You raised a brow. "Not Ratchet?" "Ratchet will know once I notify First Aid. But he wants to learn more about you and humans, so Ratchet has made him the lead in your health."

"Huh, I haven't been told that." Your eyes narrowed. "But thank you Perceptor. The fact that you're willing to help is extremely kind."

The bot just nodded, lowering you from the table to the ground. "I will also notify you once I am done synthesizing these."

You gave him an appreciative nod, before heading out of the lab. It was going to be some long few days, with your only solace of being able to bother the others.

Either that, or you were going to call Ravage for a movie marathon with blankets and everything.

(don't know how to end this, so yeah. That's it)

[wigglermansblog]

Scraplets Situation

The LL crew got another Scraplet situation and you are the only 'organic' life form on the ship has to take care of the problem.

It's a similar situation where you use your pet cat to get rid of a roach/spider from your room.

But there's a twist—

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Megatron : Everyone it seems that we have another Scraplet invasion in one of our ship's engines.

Ultra Magnus : We have to take precautions on how to handle situations and we don't want any bot to—

Rodimus : Fear not— I have a great plan!

Prowl : Don't tell me you're going to run into the engine room again...

Megatron : I...have a bad feeling about this....

Rodimus : *brings out Y/n*

Prowl : Rodimus... don't... you dare...

Rodimus : >:)

Prowl : Put. the. human. down 👇 😡

Y/n : Please, help me, I don't want to be part of this—I DON'T WANT TO DIE!

Rodimus : GO GET EM! *yeets tha human into the engine room and locks the door*

Tailgate : Um...Rodimus, aren't they a cyborg? I don't think that's a really great idea...since...you know?

Rodimus : hahaha......ooh...oops... 🫣

Y/n : Rods! Rodd! Roddie! RODIMUS?! Let me out! LEMME OUT!!!!

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[ Extra ]

At Swerve's

Y/n, is gloomy and sulking on the table :

Swerve, feeling concerned : This is your 20th round of Dr. Pepper, are you okay?

Y/n : I don't taste good...

Swerve : Huh? Wdym you don't taste— WOAH!

Y/n, drags Swerve down to their level : I don't taste GOOD to the SCRAPLETS ( ಥ⁠╭⁠╮⁠ಥ)

Swerve : 👁️👄👁️?

Y/n : THEY FOUND ME SO DISGUSTING, TO A POINT THAT THEY LEFT THE SHIP!!!! *ugly crying*

Swerve : What did you do to a point they left?!

Y/n : HOW SHOULD I KNOW?!

Author, suddenly appears : Cuz you're so cringe down to the core.

Y/n : HEY! YOU SHOULDN'T BE HERE! 🫵😡

Swerve, look up at the ceiling: Who are you talking to?

[orangelemoncandies]

(Transformers) (MTMTE) Swerve Masterlist (All posts x Reader)

A simple 'Howdy Do!' (Oneshot)

[michaela-o]

Minimus likes human hair <3

Should i color this??

[michaela-o]

Pov: Prowl and humans (sound on)

A fun little thing i did while i have some free time :3♡♡♡

[michaela-o]

Here’s some evening doodles before playing path of titans again😌❤️

I love the concept of human lialison on the Lost Light. Literally can’t get enough of it🥹❤️❤️

[michaela-o]

Would you be interested in doodling Elita One and Optimus with their human squished between them? The human a blushy mess all the while.

( slightly suggestive under the cut minors please dni )

I had so much fun drawing this one !!

God i love dom Cybertronian women especially Elita🥹🫶🏻

( Also i apologize for not including optimus in the drawing but it was a bit of a challenge to include him in so i stuck with only Elita i hope you don’t mind :>🧡🧡 )