old ass ao3 fic im posting onto here after minor edits.. removing all the cringe my 16 year old self injected into this
scenario: your piece of shit commander dumps his duty of predacon-sitting onto you and things take an interesting turn cause of a misunderstanding. [DRAGON SITTING GONE ROMANTICAL!]
note: decepticon reader [nsfw ver.]
— This was extremely unfair. Shockwave brought his giant Predacon to Darkmount and Megatron had assigned it to Starscream who then proceeded to assign the predacon-sitting duty to you, his underling. It’s not like you hated the Predacon. You actually kind of find him cute. You just hated the responsibility because you'd very much rather laze around. But in the beginning, you were terrified. The way it growled at you was just scary- all his sharp denta, the maw, the fire breath, the horns, the random spikes on its plating. It was an intimidating creature.
— Since Shockwave told you that the Predacon is an animal of Cybertronian origin, you, being the genius you were, thought that you could try using human taming methods on him. Because it did NOT like you at first. You always found it fascinating how humans were able to tame animals like cats and dogs with affection and patience. So, you proceeded to try and test it out.
— The Predacon honestly didn’t like you from the start. The first time you tried predacon-sitting, the second you walked into the top deck, the beast just swung his tail at you and you almost flew off the warship.
— Since you couldn’t try your ‘affectionate’ approach the first time because you got flown away, you decided to try it again but with adequate armour. Predaking was honestly sort of irked that you came back. Didn’t you learn anything from the first time? Did he have to throw you off this accursed warship himself? But once you mustered up the courage to approach him, you extended your servo and began patting its helm, caressing its face and such, he swore his whole system stopped functioning from shock. Now, Predaking, in all his glory, is a very very lonely bot as he’s literally the only one of his kind and is desperate for some kind of good attention and company.
— When you do these acts for the first time, Predaking is taken aback. Everyone on this warship treats him like he’s a monster, not worthy of respect. Especially Starscream. Predaking honestly expected you to be more like your commander, Starscream, as you were his underling. He's seen you follow behind that seeker like you were some sort of servant. Clearly, Predaking was wrong. He began to regret tail-swatting you the first time the two of you met. He began pondering why. Why were you being so nice?
— Were you, perhaps, an admirer? You were in love with him. This is your way of courting! It had to be the only reason why. There wasn’t any other logical explanation to this in Predaking’s processor, as far as his perspective is concerned. He’s honestly filled with mixed emotions about this. Very confused. To start off with, the two of you may have been from the same planet but the two of you were completely different species. Would it even work?
— But who was Predaking, proud Predacon, to reject the advances of such a loyal admirer? Especially since you were courting him so well? Treating him with just subtle and tender affection.
— You were shocked when the Predacon began nuzzling into your touch with so little resistance. You were just stunned. All hail human taming methods, yay? Now you have the Predacon partially under your control. Sort of. He does obey you sometimes, it's really just a chance. But he is WAY more obedient than how he was when Starscream was in charge of him. Eventually, you began to hangout with him without the armour.
— Megatron was honestly pleased with you and rewarded you generously while Starscream watched in pure jealousy. You made sure to rub it into your commander. You were able to tame the dastardly beast. But Predaking just did well on his missions just so he could impress you which you used to spite Starscream even more with just about the most cocky smile you could muster up every time Megatron was happy with the Predacon's performance.
— He did not appreciate the way you called him a ‘good boy’.
1. What is a boy?
2. It sounded childish.
3. The way you spoke to him like he was a defenceless creature did piss him off slightly.
4.But it motivated him to prove himself that he wasn't a defenceless creature!
Little did he know, the more he impressed you, the more you called him a good boy. After all, you're trying to be like the humans. It was one endless, self-sustaining cycle. It did annoy him but praise was praise and Predaking was not going to deny it, especially when you scratched his neck-cables so soothingly when you said so. He would accidentally let out a pleased whimper from it, though he was very, very embarrassed the first time you did that.
— Predaking was shocked and flustered as to how bold you were with your touches. You didn’t fear him one bit and it was confusing. You caressed his back, held his helm so lovingly in your servos. Some of your touches even made him bashful and embarrassed but since he was in his beast mode, the indicators were not visible to you. Truth is, you are kinda scared but you've gotten used to him by now.
— Predaking dreaded wash day when you would have to clean him up. Not because he hated your touch or the water, he loved your touch but your touch had some… unwanted effects especially since your servos would wander around some rather… sensitive areas. You just were not educated on his beast anatomy so of course, you were unaware of any of this. Were you trying to activate intimacy? You’re really trying to wash him while he’s on his cycle? You can't be that oblivious! Right? But he soon realizes that yes, yes you were that oblivious.
— Starscream always fed him with scrap quality energon but you always fed him with the best grade you could find. Something about good input giving good outputs. Predaking was eternally grateful for your contributions in the betterment of his diet. When you first supplied him with such rich energon, he was practically drooling after he took his first mouthful. It was so good. Predaking literally licked your faceplates, his version of a kiss. The way you laughed in response melted his spark. Though he wishes he could turn bipedal and give an actual kiss (motivation).
— Soon, you and the Predacon started becoming closer. You began speaking to him, as if he was an actual Cybertronian. Even though the Vehicons gave you a weird look every now and then. It warmed Predaking’s spark and how he wished that he could speak back to you. You even began ranting about the warship, your duties, your pain in the skid-plate commander and so on. You were completely unaware that the Predacon could actually listen to you. Predaking made sure to note down every single tiny detail. And putting Screamer on a possible hit-list for his transgressions against you.
— But Predaking was insanely jealous of the way you spoke about Megatron. Sure, he’s helping Predaking with the efforts of the revival of the Predacon species but he couldn’t be as great as you say he is. Predaking could treat you so much better! Megatron is just a really rude and mysterious character in Predaking’s optics. He just gives out a huff in response, helm nuzzling more into your servos.
— You notice that the Predacon has an impressive amount of intellect when you see him open the padlock to enter the warship from the roof and you decide to teach him a few tricks. Why not? Its not like he's that intelligent...
— Predaking even lets you have a little joyride on his back in the skies. You were mortified, he didn’t understand why. This is an honour! Not everyone gets to ride Predaking (badum-tiss). But eventually, you began enjoying it more after the initial fear died out.
— He found it cute how cowardly you could be around your other fellow troopers sometimes. Especially how you tried to keep a straight face around Lord Megatron or Soundwave, back struts stiff like you're trying to keep a good posture just to impress them as a soldier.
— You began addressing the Predacon as ‘He’ instead of ‘It’ which was a good change because it threw him off so much.
— After a while, Predaking basically decided that you were going to be his mate but how was he going to court you? How was he going to let you know that he does accept your affections? Predaking would require a form more adaptable. So the way your jaw hinge and pretty much everyone else’s dislocated and dropped to the floor when all of you saw his bipedal form was amusing to Predaking.
— Oh no…
— He’s hot.
— When he saw you, the first thing he did was hold you in a tight embrace. You began shying away at the realisation that the creature you sort of considered your pet was an extremely elegant and just downright attractive mech. Still not over the shock. Praying that Megatron, Soundwave, Starscream or Shockwave isn't around to see this.
The stranger held you tightly against his large frame. As he had lifted you up gently, your head was now on the crook of his neck-cables. The mech pressed you so tightly against his figure that you swore your fuel cables would explode. His warmth basically enveloped you. It throws you off, it flusters him.
“Uh… Who... Do I know you?” You asked. You really didn’t protest against this stranger’s embrace, you sort of like this. It feels comforting almost. His servos gently caressing the back of your helm.
The stranger frowned and placed you down. He knelt a little to look into your optics. His large servos cupped your helm and a soft smile paired with a soft gaze formed on his face plates as he spoke:
“I am Predaking, proud Predacon. You are my admirer, are you not?”
No fucking way. The Predacon you were in charge of, the one you bathed and fed was a sexy mech. Tall and dominating. Your optics went wide when you realised all the stuff you did with him, all the things you told him, the way you caressed him and held his helm.
You instinctively ran away from embarrassment, utterly flustered while a confused Predaking followed.
“Why do you run???”
— Predaking kept trying to confront you but you kept avoiding him. Predaking was in confusion. Why did you keep shying away from him now? You were so bold before, what happened? Was this a game? To see whether he could be just as affectionate as you? But how was he going to prove himself if you kept running away from him?
— Unfortunately for you, Predaking never backs down from a challenge. He eventually found you in your quarters. Predaking has your scent engraved in his database, he will always find you.
You heard faint knocking on the door of your berthroom. You were trying to avoid confrontation with Predaking and the best place you could think of to hide from him was your very own quarters. You opened your door only to find the very same mech you were too embarrassed to confront. You just accepted your predicament at this point.
“I demand to know why my loyal admirer has begun to cower from my presence.” Predaking’s silky smooth voice ran through your audials. You could feel the slight heat building up on his faceplates. His yellow optics narrowing in scrutiny, there's a subtle sadness and anger behind them.
“To be fair, I... I didn't think you looked like... this in your bipedal? Or that you even.. had a bipedal...” You blurt out, looking at only Predaking’s pedes while your servo rubbed the neck cables on your back. What in the name of Primus were you doing? You grimace and pray you didn't sound that stupid.
Predaking snickered, amused.
“Oh… so my admirer finds my true beauty to be too intimidating?” He says. You just nod your helm in response. Too embarrassed to even look at Predaking.
Predaking’s cocky smile disappears when he realises that you were being serious. “Well then, would my beloved prefer it if I were to revert to a beast?” He asks, genuinely while holding your servos with his much bigger ones.
“No..” You respond, still looking away. What does someone even do in a situation like this?
“Then… What do you desire? How can I make my affections known?” He asked softly.
Wait. Hold up. Affections known?
— You, on the other hand, developed a crush on the Predacon after he turned out to be bipedal. You kept worrying yourself about what Megatron and the others would think. But now, you were drowning in humiliation as you realised the impact that your actions probably had on Predaking. Predaking thought that you were courting him and he accepted your affections
“Wait… you love me?” You say with shock, looking into Predaking’s optics.
“Of course I do! I have for a long long time.” He spoke as he knelt to your level, enveloping you in his warmth. There is some confusion but right now, he isn't too worried about that.
“All I wanted to say was that I accept your affections. I love you and I wish to return them to you.” He whispered out with immense sincerity, gaze softening.
This was an honest misunderstanding that just so happened to come out in your favour. You... are not sure what to say or make of this.
— Now, the two of you were mates. This was kept as a secret from the whole warship. Predaking didn’t like that he couldn’t flaunt off his mate but your reasoning did make sense. “What if Megatron disapproves?” is a very valid concern and an inter-species relationship isn’t really endorsed.
— Predaking has 0 experience with romance or mates and he’s actually really excited about getting a mate but he acts like he’s done this before. Truth is, having you by his side makes him feel less lonely.
— Predaking loves your touch and will constantly crave for it but he will never ask. You can scratch his back struts and neck supports all you want for how long you want cause it's very soothing to him.
— Predaking loves your berth as it smells just like you but he’s constantly afraid whether he would accidentally break some of your belongings cause it's hard to move around with his massive figure. Everyone else may call him a beast but he’s not brute.
— He lets you decorate his horns with stickers when you bring up the idea. He thinks it's cute and that its your own special way of marking Predaking as yours. He likes anything that reminds him that he's yours and your his. You've got stickers over your shoulder plating and you ignore the Vehicon's curious stares.
— Hold his mech’s servos and he will positively melt. You’re so much smaller than Predaking and he realises how much more fragile you are in comparison to his Predacon self.
— If you climb on his lap, Predaking will cage you in. He just can’t resist. He loves smothering you with his touch. He is extremely careful. Predaking makes sure that not a single one of his spikes make as much as a scratch on your paint.
— Predaking sometimes teaches you about Predacon culture and biology and you teach him Cybertronian history, namely the era after the extinction of the Predacon... which is just about everything up to the current day.
— Predaking has secretly made a nest for the two of you in a remote cave on Earth so you and him could move out of the Warship and live there some point later on. He’s filled the nest with all kinds of stuff you like— energon, fluffy pillows, pretty sea shells, trinkets and so much more. Things he thinks you would like as well. Predaking has put a lot of thought into it. He made sure that the pillows were your favourite colour as well, he made sure the cave has adequate lighting. He struggled to find a berth that would fit the two of you though so the two of you would have to sleep on the floor until Predaking figures out how to make a berth
— You’re his mate and he sees you as an equal. Predaking has immense respect for your feelings as well as opinions and he has a way with words, he knows just how to soothe you and calm you down. You also need to be comforting to him. He gives respect and expects it back. When the Autobots destroyed his brethren, Predaking was so immensely sad and angry but thankfully, he had you to make him feel better.
— After Megatron’s betrayal, he does become even more protective over you. Predaking doesn’t trust any one of those incompetent undignified processor fried glitches on that warship. You're the only good thing on it. And you, yourself is torn apart on what to chose. The love of your life or the Cause you've dedicated your life to? Eventually, you pick the right one.
— Predaking isn’t afraid to openly express how he feels about anything really. He’s a good listener and he openly shares about how he feels.
— He still insists that you bathe him and when Predaking mentions that he wants to return the favour as well, you just internally die from embarrassment. You let him do it though, he knows how to make your frame relaxed. This is like a thing the two of you do for each other everyday.
— You once called him ‘my king’ and he was ridiculously flustered.
— When he first takes you to the nest he made, you feel your spark melt. You proceeded to decorate even more of the nest with Predaking.
— Predaking openly flaunts you off and will just ramble about how amazing you are and how lucky he is to have you by his side some point after your stay on The Nemesis.
— Predaking is extremely possessive over you and will get jealous super easily. However, he never makes such a emotions of jealousy public, he might just scoff or grumble incoherent words. If someone tries to flirt with you, may Primus bless their sparks. He will growl at them in his beast mode or straight out swat them with his long, spikey tail. He has 0 chill when it comes to you. The moment you turn away from that mech, his giant tail is swatting that bot to the other side of the continent.
— And if someone hurts you, it will get really really violent really really fast. There will be a corpse in the room without question.
— Predaking is a gentleman but he does have carnal animalistic tendencies that he tries his hardest to suppress, it's his coding and well, he isn’t all that proud of it. He can get extremely possessive and jealous ridiculously fast but he tries his hardest not to because he knows damn well that he’s attractive and that you would never abandon your king.
— Predaking is a bot of honour and respect, he’s proud of everything he does for you but he is still a sucker for your validation. Praise him, fuel his ego, don’t stop.
— He absolutely adores the fact that you are smaller than him as it makes it easier for Predaking to just effortlessly lift you up and carry you everywhere he goes. Makes him feel strong.
— This mech is way bigger than you and because of this, Predaking constantly fears that he might accidentally hurt you so he is always gentle with his touches and manhandling.
— He doesn’t really flirt a lot, Predaking prefers to taunt and tease so that he could see your flustered faceplates. You’re just so damn cute to Predaking. He’s just like that but if he does notice that you’re uncomfortable, he will immediately stop. He’s gentle. He would write love letters and such, he has a beautiful way with words but his digits aren’t really made for penwork.
— He still tries writing love letter but his handwriting is rather shabby and difficult to make out. He still tries and to you, its the effort that counts. So you just give him a soft kiss in return.
— Predaking loves spoiling you with words, kisses and gifts. He’s not shy about it in public so his affections are shown anywhere whenever he feels like love bombing you. He doesn’t mind being spoiled back but he prefers to spoil you more. He gets you things by nabbing or scavenging them.
— Predaking just wants to spend the rest of his days with you. He honestly does not care about the civil war or any cause, he just wants to be with you until the universe dies.
— Would absolutely love to settle down with you. Maybe have sparklings (if you're into that part of the fandom). He would like more of his kind around. Even if they do end up being half-breeds.
i like to image you and Predaking with the 'WHY ARE YOU RUNNING???' meme when he first shows his bipedal mode off
also there will be a follow up NSFW HCs version of this cause yk how i roll
