Hi! Feel free to skip over this request if it doesn't interest you but may I request some reader x rescue bots harem? The mental imagine of them all realizing they've fallen for the same human makes me chuckle.
YES YES I KISS YOU!!! I’m doing this headcanons style if that’s alright!(lowkey reminded me of a moot I have, I hope they see this lol.)
Warnings : human gn!reader, some perverted thoughts but nothing explicit, Heatwave being Heatwave.
Mdni!
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- The first bot to fall is Blades, but can anyone blame him? You’re a friend of the families back from a trip, stories to tell, mess with Cody lovingly like you’re his older sibling, and even gave him a compliment! Sure, you have no idea he’s sentient, but the way you look up at him (and the others) in awe, call him (again, and the others) pretty, makes him so giddy! He’s swooning easily within the first few months of you being back at Griffin rock. Heatwave is constantly having to drag him away from the window where he keeps spying on you, watching you chat with Dani and Graham.
- Blades is constantly sighing dreamily over you, whining when he can’t just show himself to you, wanting nothing more than to show he’s more than just a mindless robot and confess to you. He dreams of saving you, holding you close, and giving him a little kiss for rescuing you.
- Boulder is the next to fall. You’re very polite when he saves you, thanking him even if to you he’s a mindless machine, you still try to be nice to him. You’re close to Graham, so Boulder gets front row seats to your humor, watching how well you and his friend get along, hear more of you, see more things that are usually hidden, and that subtle gentle touch and- whoops there goes his spark.
- He’s much more subtle about his affection for you, though he will mention you more and more, or even basking Graham if you’ll be at the event they will be protecting. In his paintings he catches himself drawing prettier scenery in the colors he views you as with a green complimentary, from a night sky with two flowers swaying together in the wind, with the ocean shore at sun rise, there is always something there representing himself and you.
- To Boulder you are his muse, but not just to him but to Heatwave too, who is the third to fall. The leader was pretty neutral on you not feeling strongly either way, but you were another citizen to protect and he was going to do just that. Heatwave’s feeling sneak up on him, he doesn’t realizes, or rather he denies it, that he’s falling in love with you, the way you sass or challenge Kade, talking back to him and defending Cody when he can’t, he’s always using your own words against Kade when you leave.
- The firetruck mech swears he doesn’t think about your smug grin, or your sassing stance, or how gentle and sweet you are on Cody, just seeing you defend someone he considers family warms his spark. What gets Heatwave to fully admit it to himself is saving you, placing you on his shoulder to find a way out of the caving system, how you clung to him, nuzzling to the side of his helm for safety and comfort, so scared yet feeling safe with him, how you said so softy ‘thank you.’ When he got you back to safety, it stuck with him.
- Groaning and running his servo along his face realizing it when he’s daydreaming about you, and your stupidly cute face and stupidly cute laugh. Primus how he just wants to grab you, kiss you senseless, leave you a flushed panting mess and- he’s fragged. Unsurprising Chase is the last one to join his team in their silent endeavor. He’s unaware of any of this, viewing you as a good friend of the family, just another citizen to be protected and saved. He takes the longest to fall, and when he does it’s over something small, like praising Charlie’s organization skills but the old man laughed, “Sorry, it wasn’t me, could say these robots come with their own thing, it was all Chase.” Patting the hood of the cybertronian’s alt mode, and you went to gushing how clean the files were, how perfectly organized it was by date and colored coded too!
- Chase swore he was dying, he was doomed for the well, even making Blades check him over. “My spark rate increased by 27% percent, my frame got warm, and coolant even started sticking to me. Surely, I am ill, or will be off to the well of the allspark.”
“No, Chase, you’re perfectly fine. What’s this all about anyway?”
- it’s probably then everyone clicks into all of them crushing on you, all because the cop bot began to explain exactly what he did all that day, then explaining you and what you said and how only then his frame started going haywire.
- Confessions spewing in real time, everyone pointing digits, Boulder trying to settle everyone down. By the time everyone finally calmed down it was too late, they all knew how the others felt about you.
- But where do they go from here? No matter what any of them decide, you still don’t even know they are sentient.
- And now you don’t even know about the glares sent Blades way when he grabs you and holds you to his chassis, protecting you from angry floating lobsters.
- Or how Heatwave trips up Boulder just to get to you first during a rescue.
- Chase isn’t even spared from this when you’re sat in his passenger seat, huddled up for warmth during a cold rainy day. The firetruck mech’s siren rumbles so angrily Kade has to make an excuse about it needing to be repaired.
- Despite all this, it would surprise their human companions to know they actually wouldn’t mind sharing you, they trust each other a lot but they doesn’t stop them from being a little petty with each other.
- Their cute little human, you just don’t know it yet.
sfw, romantic headcanons, don't mind the spelling mistakes, no gender mentioned for the reader, use of (Y/N), might be ooc :"D
Fandom: Transformers: Rescue Bots
Character(s): Heatwave, The Reader | You | (Y/N), Kade (mentioned), Cody (mentioned)
Ship(s): Heatwave x Human! Reader
Form: Headcanons
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[The GIF belongs to its rightful owner!!]
Song recommendation:
Your Love by She Wants Revenge
|| Your love has got me going like you couldn't imagine ||
|| Your love has got me going like you couldn't imagine ||
|| Your love has got me going like you couldn't imagine ||
|| Your love, your love, your love, love, love ||
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🚒|| helping him with cleaning himself - it's a great way to bond and it definitely makes him at least a bit more relaxed :D
🚒|| intense flirting and teasing when you're in private with him
if you're in public, prepare for well-knowing eye contacts and teasing, that are only visible for you
🚒|| still sarcastic, but it's much more playful when it comes to you
🚒|| Heatwave isn't really a cuddly bot, but he'll stay still if you choose to snuggle up to him
🚒|| beside flirting and teasing, he loves complimenting you
🚒|| however, he also likes it when YOU are the one who compliment him. He always wants to impress you at least a tiny bit, no matter what. And his ego also goes brrr
🚒|| (he may also show off his fighting techniques just for you...)
"What was that?" Kade asked after they could finally calm down a bit from the previous emergency. Damn, he almost died from those heavy rocks falling down from the mountain. Again...
"What was what?" Heatwave questioned as he looked at Kade confusedly. Kade looked back at him with a bored expression. No way his partner is trying to act like he doesn't know what he's talking about.
"Are you doing this because (Y/N) is around?" Kade asked, sounding annoyed. He swears, if his partner keeps getting distracted with (Y/N), he's gonna get killed someday.
"(Y/N) was around?" Heatwave questioned, still acting. Kade let it go with a sigh.
🚒|| doesn't like it when Kade (or anyone else) teases him (hell, he hates it lmao), but if someone dares to say any mean things about his lover, the consequences aren't going to be pretty
🚒|| he won't ask for any dating advices from the others, but without him noticing it, Cody actually helps him a lot :3
Just sharing little facts of you, hiding them into the conversations when he's talking with Heatwave.
🚒|| People wouldn't easily notice this, but he's really attentive when it comes to you
"Wait, how did you know that I like (liked object)?" You looked up at Heatwave with curious eyes.
"You mentioned it when we were at the cliffs." He casually answered. You silently gasped feeling shocked and surprised at the same time. Damn, you knew that they probably have good memories, but... damn.
"That was 4 weeks ago." You said in disbelief.
"Yeah, I'm aware."
Wow.
🚒|| Heatwave is very protective about you. Maybe sometimes a little bit too protective, but trust me, he doesn't mean to scare or harm you...
🚒|| Despite how confident he is, he always tries to be very, very gentle and careful with you
He couldn't live with himself with the fact if he ever harmed you.
🚒|| He's going feral inside if you choose to wear a matching outfit with him
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘴…"
🚒|| isn't a big one on petnames, but sometimes he uses sweetspark, darling and dear aswell :3
🚒|| one of the reasons he likes teasing you is because he can't help but adore your cheeks' color when you get all so flustered (mainly because of him)
🚒|| finds you adorable
🚒|| prepare for randomly getting splashed by him on hot summers
🚒|| this is very rare, because he needs to stay in the station in case something happens, but if both of you have free time, then relaxing truck rides as dates <3
🚒|| will get jealous if you compliment another vehicle
🚒|| "Wow, that bike is pretty!" you said amazedly while looking out Heatwave's window.
"Soo, you desire that bike more than me? Got you (Y/N)." You were pretty sure he was just teasing you, but you couldn't ignore that hidden seriousness in his tone.
"Heatwave, I didn't say that." You reassured him with a sweet smile, gently patting him.
🚒|| don't worry, you can fix it by admiring him and placing kisses all over his face
🚒|| also, I think this is for the others aswell- but he really enjoys the gentle touch of your hands on his face, but don't tell this to anyone...
PLEASE can we get RB Heatwave absolutely DESTROYING fem readers pussy please 🙏
RB Heatwave x fem!human Reader
Yo whaaaaat? A fic from me? It can't be... Slowly getting out of the dreaded writing rut. Anyways, here you go anon, hope you like it!
Warnings: Afab reader, Dirty Talk, Light Dom/Sub, Breath Play
Word Count: 1,841
"Finally." Heatwave grumbles and, in a flurry of desperation and thinly veiled desire, slams the firehouse garage door down with one hand, too impatient for it to finish rolling down. It had been a long day, but with the incentive of the Burn's and his three other bots leaving for a camping trip at the end of the day, it felt like it dragged on for far too long.
Him, you. Alone for three Earth days. He'd still have to answer emergency calls, but Heatwave could not give two frags right now.
He scours the dark room, twitching digits aching to find you. All the lights seemed to be switched off, which was bizarre, but Heatwave was benumbed. His spike is aching just thinking about roughhousing you around a bit because Primus damned if it isn't hard to get some privacy around the others. As much as he appreciates his team, he wants to be with you during the little downtime he gets. He searches some more, and his optics soften as they finally land on you.
There you were, half-asleep on the human couch, a blanket wrapped loosely around you. You must've gotten tired of waiting for him to show up. He's surprised he didn't wake you from slamming the door. Slowly and shaking with desire, he approaches you. He crouches down, folding back the blanket to reveal utterly bare skin, and Heatwave nearly short circuits on the spot.
"Hey," The cherry-red mech brushes a palm across your thigh, caressing it gently. He almost moans at the warmth of your skin, "Look at you, got too impatient, huh?" He mumbles to himself, rubbing his thumb against you.
At the cold chill of the air, you slowly stir awake, eyes fluttering open. Looking around, you realised you forgot to leave the lights on for him; the firehouse was almost pitch black. You give him a lopsided smile, one he finds absolutely grin worthy, "Hi, babe," you stretch out, "Took you long enough."
"Yeah, well, had some messes to clean up. You know how it is." Heatwaves' digits meander to behind your thighs, giving them a squeeze before lightly tracing the lips of your pussy, "Though, I can think of one mess I intend not to miss. You're soaked."
"I know, tell me about it," Throwing the blankets off the rest of the way, you roll onto your back, expectantly splaying your thighs for him. And in the glow of his optics in the dark, your flesh glistens with slick, "Want a closer look?"
Heatwave immediately takes to your openness, moving a shaky digit to your folds and softly rubbing it through them. He tuts softly as he spreads and surveys them, and his engine purrs at the heat from you, "Such a pretty valve, huh? All for me."
You keenly watch him play with your pussy, and you let out a couple soft moans as he thumbs at your clit. If you weren't awake before, you certainly are now, jolts of pleasure shooting through you. But before Heatwave can have all the fun, you push his servo away, much to his dismay.
"As much as I'd love being played with to your heart's content," You sit up and throw the blanket on the ground next to the couch, along with a pillow you snatched earlier. Human beds aren't necessarily made for getting fucked on by a Cybertronian; you learned that one the hard way, "I'd much prefer it if you'd fuck me already."
Heatwave gives you a knowing smile and shifts onto his knees to hoist you off the couch, holding you close to his chassis, "I was waiting for you to admit it."
"Because you won't admit it first?" You cling to him as he lowers you onto the plush blanket.
"Only if you get loud this time," Heatwave grins again and pins your arms above your head with one servo, and you just about whimper, "No one else is here; we don't have to worry," He reaches between to fiddle with his array, letting his aching spike spring free, "You can do that, right, sweetspark?"
You shakily breathe out as he rubs his spike against your slick, and you get the itch to look down as he does so, "Yeah..." It's girthed and lusty and positively throbbing against you. If he wants you to be loud instead of your usual shushed whimpers, lest a servo is covering your mouth, it's loud he's gonna get.
"Thought so." His tip finds your slit, and he pushes past the threshold, a low groan coming from above. He nestles his pelvis further against you to keep your thighs spread and persists in tenderly splitting you open.
With a soft whine and clenched eyes, it's sweet relief as he bottoms out. You feel his spike pulsing and pressing against your walls, and god, if he doesn't start ramming you into the floor-
Heatwave notices your tenseness and soothingly chuckles. He cups your chin with a pistol grip and tilts it up, "Hey, look at me." He coaxes you to open your eyes, and you find his peach-coloured optics beaming down, "Let me feel you."
While fully seated inside you, he takes a moment to appreciate your beauty. He doesn't move, not an inch. While you're sure he was teasing you, the soft grunts he makes and the way his hips twitch against you tell you he was more or less teasing himself. Usually, Heatwave wouldn't hesitate to start pounding you. With the knowledge of having all the time in the world for once, you suppose he's being deliberate in feeling everything your soft body has to offer.
"Heatwaveeee," You whine and tremble, to his amusement. All he does is chuckle and press an unchaste kiss to your lips. He readjusts himself, one servo clutching your hip, the other against the floor next to your head.
"Relax, sweetspark," Heatwave brushes his dermas against your neck. He slowly draws out of your tight pussy with a sneer, "Heatwave's gonna give it to you."
Before you can draw a breath, Heatwave slams himself back in, setting a rough pace that jolts through your body like a zap of electricity. There's no mercy with each thrust he gives you, pressing his spike deep within you that hits the sweet spot and makes your toes curl. A silent cry tries to leave your throat, but you're left with nothing but your own tongue to choke on.
Heatwave growls, his grip on your hip growing tighter to pull you into him in sync. The servo claws at the ground next to you, and you swore you could hear the blanket fibres splitting underneath. With his face still against your neck, he takes the opportunity to nip softly at it, a stark contrast to the brutelike treatment of your pussy.
"Frag it, Y/n-" He pants into you, travelling down to your collarbone to attack the skin there, "Love the way you take all of me, just like that."
You stutter and whine, arching your back as he sucks at your skin. Heatwave was always the one for dirty talk; he knows it gets you clenching around him, but you never get to really hear him, always hushed and soft. You've never been so grateful for an empty firehouse.
"Fuck me, Heatwave," You decide you'd join in on getting vocal, moaning louder than he's ever heard you. You're pleasantly rewarded by a few sharp thrusts that make you sputter.
"Ohh, do my audial receptors deceive me? Hm?" Heatwave peels himself from your neck and sits on his knees, both servos immediately gripping the thick of your hips, "You sound so pretty when you beg like that. I told you you could get loud, didn't I? Bet it feels good, doesn't it."
You don't have the mental capacity to respond to him, only giving him some drawn-out wanton moans. The wet, raw slapping of metal on skin becomes louder before thrusting into you at an almost neck-breaking speed. His optics stare down at you, half-lidded and entirely focused on your face.
You cry out, reaching to clutch on the blanket below you. The knot forms in your stomach as you feel yourself reaching the upper limits. Sweat beads across your body as Heatwave drags you within inches of the finish line. In an act of desperation, you reach out to a servo and tug on it. You need one final something to help you out, and you're positive Heatwave would enjoy it.
"Whatcha doin', gorgeous?" He groans out, letting you lead his servo to the base of your neck. A soft gasp leaves his vocaliser as he recognises that you want it wrapped around your neck, and he almost chokes himself.
You gaze up at him in the filthiest look you can muster, and you almost cry in delight as he curls his digits around your neck. He gives only the softest squeezes, enough to make your head spin and drag you further to the edge. With your aching pussy clamping down on him, he pounds into you, not unlike an animal, and you shove it to the back of your pounding head to remember this for next time.
"You're a dirty thing, you are." Heatwave moans wantonly, fucking into you roughly a few more times before pressing a thumb to your clit, rubbing aggressive circles as he gets caught in this newly discovered fantasy, "You gonna overload on my spike? Yeah, you are. Just look at yourself. C'mon, sweetspark."
Not once did he break eye contact, even through your weeping eyes, as the coil deep in your belly rips and tears you apart. Your walls clamp down on him, and you let out a half-strangled scream. With your orgasm making you tremble, Heatwave strives, grunting as he sends one last thrust deep inside. Gushes of hot transfluid fill you to the brim, leaking out onto the blanket below. He pulls out soon after, milking the rest onto your stomach.
"Whoa," Heatwave flops onto the empty space beside you, breathlessly chuckling, "Been a while since we had that much fun, huh?"
You're speechless at this point, still crashing down from heaven. And without another word, Heatwave reaches and slides you closer, and you immediately snuggle in. Sticky and wet, though both of you don't seem bothered by it.
"Wasn't too rough on you, was I?" Heatwave brushes a hair from your face, staring down at you adoringly.
You shake your head, face flushing at the sweet gesture. He's always been attentive with you, but thinking about how those digits were just wrapped around your neck, now feathery soft against your face, sends a jolt straight to your core, "No, not at all. It was... really hot."
Satisfied with your answer, he leans down and kisses your temple warmly, "Good," He lightly touches your chin again, tilting it up with a digit, "'Cause we've got all weekend, sweetspark; I wanna see what other filthy fantasies you've got in that pretty head of yours."
i'm also planning to write this for tfp characters-
for context: the bots received a lovely letter about deep feelings, which you wrote them, but decided to send it without showing any kind of clue of your identity :3
×❢ About my work ❢×
sfw, romantic headcanons, they/them pronouns used for the reader, no gender mentioned for the reader, meant to be bot x human! reader, might has some spelling mistakes
Fandom: Transformers: Rescue Bots
Character(s): The Reader | You | (Y/N), Chase, Heatwave, Kade (mentioned), Cody, Frankie (mentioned), Blades, Dani, Boulder, Graham, Salvage, Blurr, Quickshadow, High Tide, Optimus Prime (mentioned)
Ship(s): The Rescue Bots x human! reader
Form: Headcanons
[All GIFs belong to their rightful owners!!]
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Chase
— Flattered, but also confused at first why you wanted to keep your identity secret
— "I don't understand..." Chase admitted as he read trough the letter again. "Why would this lovely person be afraid of my reaction? There are no reasons for this person to feel scared of me..."
"Some people are just too shy first when it comes to confessing something." Cody explained him with a soft smile. "Don't worry, Chase, maybe they get enough courage and you can talk with them in person!"
"Or..." Blades were thinking for a moment before he looked up, a determined shine rested in his optics. "Maybe you already talked with them in person? Oh, what if you met them before at the previous rescues?" Blades questioned it, trying to figure out who was the mysterious writer...
— Now that Chase knows that you're not a fan of attention, he silently looks out for you everytime when he's in public. He tries to notice everyone and anything. Analizes reactions, body language, vocal sounds, face expressions, everything. Sooner or later, he will find you.
— Not because he wants to expose you, but more likely because he just can't look at that letter that made him feel slightly flustered without knowing who you are
— Goes trough your letter many times, he has it almost memorised at this point. Studying your handwriting, your wording, your sentences. The quality of the writing doesn't really matter at this point. You probably felt really embarassed while writing this, poor thing. Still, it makes his spark pulse and his whole body warm like nothing and no one ever before.
— Gets a lot of teasing because of it and it makes him feel all woozy
Heatwave
— Keeps it as a secret, since he doesn't want to receive any teasing because of it (especially from Kade)
— Annoyed because you keep your identity hidden from him. Heatwave also tries to figure out who you might be, but his attempt is unsuccessful.
— Tries to shrug it off saying that this is just another fan letter for him (even though that he rarely receives any fan mails), but his mind can't stop wondering to the letter again.
— Heatwave really wants to know who you are. Yes, he understands that you feel shy about showing your identity, but at the same time he wants to know who you are.
— Maybe telling you how flattered (and weirdly weak at the same time) he feels by earning your deep admiration and receiving such kindness and honesty from you. Telling you how these kind of 'interactions' make his day and help him keep doing his job - even though he doesn't really likes talking about feelings and stuff. He thinks it's cheesy.
— Keeps the letter afterwards, but he hides it from everyone and doesn't speak about it.
Blades
— OH he's all crazy and dumbfounded about it!!
— "Wow, what do you got there, Blades?" Dani asked, smiling how cheerful his rescue partner seemed.
"I have a secret admirer!" He excitedly showed the small paper to her.
Dani read it, although it was difficult, since Blades' servos couldn't stay still while he was eagerly talking about the letter.
"Wow," Dani said it in a surprised tone. "yeah, you do." She softly laughed. She found it sweet how hyped up her partner was.
"Omg, I cannot believe it- I mean, I can, but-"
— Feels more and more excited everytime he rereads your letter
— This bot won't (and probably can't) keep it as a secret. He tells everyone about it, but not because he's smug about it, he just wants to show his teammates what got him all jumpy.
— Feels sad why you kept your identity secret :c
He really wishes if he could meet you in person, maybe sit down and talk to you and get to know you more
— "You don't even know them." Dani laughed as she was trying to calm down her teammate.
"They can't be a bad person if they like me." Blades smirked. "And they wrote so many kind things about me. I bet we have a lot of shared interest!"
— Oh boy, he's completely lost by your letter...
Not going to lie, it's adorable.
Boulder
— This bot feels utterly touched by your words (oh god, he feels like he's blushing... is he blushing?)
— Wonders about how you look, what you like, how you felt while writing this letter. Were you this flushed and flustered aswell as him now?
— Graham finds the whole situation adorable
"Calm down, buddy." Graham smiles, as he casually adjusts his glasses.
"I just can't help but think about what they're like." Boulder spoke with a hint of excitement in his tone. But he was definitely happy by receiving such a deep admiration from a - probably lovely - person. "Do you think they like painting too?"
"I don't know, but hey, maybe someday they get enough courage to approach you and tell you all of this in person."
— Deep inside he hopes you don't feel so uneasy by him in reality. He prays you aren't scared of him, just a little shy when it comes to confessions and feelings.
— Boulder acts like he's calm and easy about it, but deep down, his mind is reeling and drowning in questions, eager to get to know you in person. He really hopes that one day he'll have a chance for that.
Salvage
(I wish I would have yellow color :c)
— He's still getting to know humans better, and he isn't fully done with the emotions and feelings
— Immadiately asks Cody about it, when he looks up at him with an excited smile, explaining that this is a so called 'love letter', he gets all blushed and warm from it
— And since Blurr heard the conversation, he keeps teasing him, playfully of course. And now he just never shuts up about it lol
— Confused about why you choose to keep your identity secret. Tries to find out who you are with Cody's and Frankie's help, but their attempt fails unfortunately :c
— One time he wrote a response to your letter, but then remembered that you're anonymous :(
— Just like Boulder, he really wants to meet you in person, and deeply hopes that someday he will
Blurr
— Once he understands what love letters are, at first he's all loud and proud about it
— "Guess who has a secret admirer!"
— Can't shut up about it
— Takes some time before he seriously understands what's your whole letter all about. And after he finally gets it, oh boy...
— His head is reeling, his metal skin is hot, he's perplexed and puzzled at the same time, lost in your words. Blurr needs to take a loong break before his next training.
— Gets all flustered when people try to tease him about it.
— "Soo, any news about your 'secret admirer', love bird?"
"Shut up! >:("
— Gets a lil mad because you keep your identity hidden from him >:(
Quickshadow
— It doesn't take her long to recognise the letter's subject, she's a pretty smart bot :3
— "Oh- oh my..."
— The other autobots never saw her this puzzled and flustered before. And honestly, even she's not sure if she has ever felt this dazzled in her whole life-
— Feels dissapointed and down because she doesn't know who you might be, but she understands your choice
— She never felt this interested in humans before, but she would love to hear more about your feelings. Maybe additionally just seeing your expressions as your mind spinning searching for the right words.
— Quickshadow has never imagined that a simple paper with full of honest and loveful words gets her this bad... And she doesn't like to admit it, but look at that, she was wrong.
High Tide
— This old bot is soo confused in the beginning, he definitely asks for Optimus' advice at first, but after he realizes that asking a human about this would be more useful, he asks for Cody's help.
— A love letter? For him? From a human? I mean, he never thought about being in a relationship with a human before, but know that he looks at the letter, he thinks about it more and more...
— He's totally not blushing while he reads your admiration towards him...
— Tries to act like it's nothing, he even thinks about throwing the letter away, but his mind is full with thoughts and his spark is heavy with several emotions that confuses him
He doesn't even know who you are!!
— High Tide never felt this helpless and lost before, and honestly it annoys him so much
if he thinks about it more, then he'll blow up /not srsly of course lol
What terms of endearment would the Rescue Bots use and/or want used for them?
(Heatwave strikes me as the kind of guy to use babe/babs for his partner)
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×A/N×
omg this request is so cute, i'm so sorry i haven't done it sooner ToT
I also added the other rescue bots aswell, so they can have more works about themselves and for the people who love them :3
×❢ About my work ❢×
sfw, no gender mentioned for the reader, just silly sweet hcs which i wrote at 3 am, can be read with human! and bot! reader, the reader is already in a relationship with the bots, don't mind the typos i wrote this instead of sleeping
Fandom: Transformers: Rescue Bots
Character(s): The Reader | You | (Y/N), Chase, Heatwave, Boulder, Blades, Blurr, Salvage, Quickshadow, High Tide
Ship(s): The Rescue Bots x reader
Form: Headcanons
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𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗌𝖾 - He can be quite poetic, when it comes to expressing affection if we can say that lol (i love him sm bruh like-)
for you: dear, darling, love or s/o's regular name and would call you his other half at times
for him: he doesnt mind if you call him Chase all the time, it's his name after all. But he'll definitely heat up if you decide to call him love or your dearest. Won't admit it, but he loves it when you call him those sweet things
𝖧𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗐𝖺𝗏𝖾 - most likely to use sweetspark, doll and darling, but would absolutely love to be called babe or dear by you - at the first times he would try to play it cool, but he inside he feels like he's gonna blow up
𝖡𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋 - love, sweet pea, dove, hon and love bug (this one just fits him so well, and also you can use it too for him, since his admiration for nature, insects included <33)
He loves to be called by tender names such as love, honey and dearest
𝖡𝗅𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗌 - now Blades is one of the bots who you can be cheeky and clingy with as you want to! He would definitely call you the love of his life, pumpkin and cutie patootie just out of silliness :3
And it wouldn't be a problem if you use these for him too, but he specifically likes when you use the terms like handsome or pretty for him
𝖡𝗅𝗎𝗋𝗋 - oh this bot just loves it when you use terms that strokes his ego lol
Uses your name in general, but if he's feeling extra flirty, he will call you babe, love, peach maybe even angel, and possibly princess if you're comfortable with it
loves it when you call him prince charming, handsome or just simply love and babe
the others also tend to call him lover boy when he just can't stop admiring and talking about you, or just simply gets too embarassed by you
𝖲𝖺𝗅𝗏𝖺𝗀𝖾 - loves to use soft names like precious, doll, buttercup or peach
His fans move faster everytime when you put the 'my' in front of the name - like for example "my love" "my beloved" "my one and only" or just simply use handsome or honey
𝖰𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗌𝗁𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗐 - often uses terms such as gorgeous, buttercup, sweetspark, peach or hon, but she rarely uses them in public or on mission
doesn't mind if you call her gorgeous or even charming (she feels flattered), love - she also prefers to be called by soft names OR if you feel silly, she even enjoys being called pookie at rare unserious times
Oh and another headcanon that since she was probably in a lot of other countries as a famous actor's car in the past, she would also known to use sweet terms in other languages like Mon amour (My love) in French or Dolcezza (Sweetness) in Italian <33
𝖧𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗂𝖽𝖾 - definitely uses toots, sweetspark, babs, and honey like a lot- but nothing too clingy
he only lets it for you to call him 'old man' if you want to tease him a little (the others would be already in the water if they would call him that)
likes it when you call him charming, babe, darling, but he doesn't mind if you just simply use his regular name :3
omg hihi! Can I request an nsfw oneshot with rb heatwave taking out some anger after a long day of rescues on his shy human gf?
He’s super tired and exhausted and his gf offers to help him relieve some of that exhaustion!
Next thing you know he’s eating her out and fragging her heh LMAO..
thank you!
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×A/N×
WOW. This took me a lot of time to write this - i guess im too used to writing just short headcanons lol
I'm still thinking about a better title...
I'm really sorry for the long wait anon, but I hope this one satisfies you! Enjoy!
×❢ About my work ❢×
NSFW, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!
fem! human reader, the reader is a mechanic/engineer, both of them are tired actually, Heatwave still has beef with Blurr lol, includes eating out, fingering and releasing inside the reader, the reader riding Heatwave, overstimulation, slight choking kink
Probably has typos in it even though i tried my best to spot them lol
Fandom: Transformers: Rescue Bots
Character(s): Heatwave, Blurr (mentioned), The Reader | You | (Y/N)
Ship(s): Heatwave x fem! human reader
Form: One-shot
Word count: 2,760
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𑣲⋆ 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫
The room was filled with the dense smell of gasoline, sweat and fresh paint. Looking up from the long hour shuffling in your tool box, you took a quick glance on the clock. It was 3 AM, and all that hard work in the garage made your back hurt. More clients showed up on each day in your garage asking you to fix their things. It seems like being a massive alien bot's girlfriend makes you famous. This was of course good for the business, so you finally didn't have to struggle with money problems anymore, however more clients meant more junks to fix up, and more junks meant less sleep for the night. Sure, you could take a break, stopping you from overworking yourself, but what if less people would start to show up, risking your finally stable job? You drank the last drop of your energy drink and lazily threw it into the bin before making your way to the shower.
Your beloved partner, Heatwave is currently on an emergency mission now, but he promised to pay you a visit tonight. You don't know when he would arrive, and saying that you don't worry about him even little would be a massive lie, but you were hopeful that he makes it here. Maybe it was too late to cuddle with your lover, but nowadays you rarely got the chance to hang out with each other, since your jobs take a lot of time from both of you. Staying up all night will get you back sooner or later, but if there was a chance to finally meet up with your favourite rescue bot after a really long time, then you better damn use it. Leaving the shower, you noticed the soft lights coming from your garage. Guess he's finally here.
"Hey." You approached while your partner was still in his alt mode. The smell of oil hit your nose again. Maybe some ventilation would have been useful.
"Hey." A slightly raspy voice could be heard from the firetruck. "You look really pretty."
You glanced down to your outfit, which you changed to a more loosen one. "Thanks. Are you going to change into your robot mode or we just have to figure out how can we cuddle in your alt mode?"
A light hearted laugh was heard before heavy machine parts shifted. Heatwave was already mass displaced, however he was still looking down on you. Despite his big form Heatwave pays a lot of attention when you're in his servos, after all, he wouldn't want to break such a delicate little thing like you. Not unless you ask him at least.
"So how did the mission go?" You asked him while cuddling into his gentle hold. Heatwave let out an annoyed sigh.
"Guess who needed to rescue the whole town while also looking out for Blurr's aft the through the full mission. This kid has caused nothing but just more trouble for us, I don't know why are we still keeping him here."
"He just needs a little more training, be patient with him." You gave your bot a warmhearted smooch as his servos maintained to gently rub your thighs.
"I am trying to be patient!" He insisted. "But I'm getting fed up with him and his mess ups."
For a moment you both went quiet. You were grateful for the moments like this and they needed no words to help you understand each other. Moments like this, where Heatwave could finally let go from all of his stress by snuggling into your neck, listening to your calm heartbeat, occasionally interupted by a soft "I missed you" or where you could feel his breath prickle on your skin, or his big servos slowly travelling around your hips, your spine and your waist, gently admiring every part of your tired body, making breathing a bit more difficult and your mind more fuzzy. Moments like this one were highly appreaciated in your relationship.
"You smell good." Heatwave whispered into your neck. Feeling his warm breath made your body lightly shiver.
"I smell like gasoline." You giggled.
"Doesn't matter." Was his last words before your lips met with his. The kiss started softly but turned out to be desperate because of your long needs for each other. It's a rare sight seeing Heatwave show affection toward others, but you hold a special place inside his spark, which melts every time when you two can finally meet again.
Heatwave's digits gently massaged your side after he proceeded to lay you down. Something is going on. You and Heatwave have been talking about moving your relationship to the next level, and both of you consented, you were just never the type of person who made the first move. Nevertheless, all of your thoughts were immediately gone after you felt you partner's glossa sliding into your mouth causing you to moan out softly.
You gently grasped your partner's arm.
"Is this too fast?" He asked, carefully massaging your aching body. "I can go slower if you want to continue. Or stop."
The grasp on Heatwave's arm tightened at the word 'stop'. You felt your whole body heating up. You didn't want to stop.
"No, I just..." You glanced up and saw your bot looking down at you with glowing optics filled with love and admiration. Even with mass displace, he was still larger than you and you could easily tell this by feeling him between your legs. Despite his intimidating height, he always treated you with nothing but kindness and gentleness.
He tenderly rubbed at the lower parts of your body, sometimes surprising you by giving small teasing touches. The feeling made a certain part of your body ache and your whole face flushed. You looked to your right, feeling warm and too embarassed to keep looking into your partner's eyes. You should probably say something.
"I'm sorry, Heatwave. I just never really got intimate with an alien species before. Especially not in a garage."
Heatwave chuckled. "Well, that makes two of us."
It took some time until you finally felt relaxed in his hold, allowing him to carefully remove your clothing. You lightly jerked as Heatwave gave teasing pricks to your sensitive skin, making the inside of your thighs have tiny red spots.
"It's okay." He reassured. "I can feel you getting tense again. Just try to relax my sweetspark, and let me take care of you."
You let out a gasp as you felt his glossa gently sliding in and tasting you. Sweet sounds slipped out of you as the feeling of his glossa's warm and unusual texture, the wet sounds and Heatwave's silent panting overwhelmed you. His glossa was clearly long enough to fill you up utterly and perfectly, and even going so much deeper if you would want it.
Soft hands reached out to grab Heatwave's helm as you felt the knot inside your stomach more intensively, making you louder. It was clear that he was over heating, but he was still desperate to make sure you felt good as his glossa worked you up, face deeply buried between your thighs. Listening to your beautiful vocals, all of them full with lust and pleasure made him work faster. The way his glossa filled your walls all the way up, sometimes teasingly sucking on your clit made your legs shiver and just tangle around his helm harder. Heatwave held down your trembled legs as you were getting closer to your climax. You looked down for a few seconds, checking how was your bot doing. And he was doing just great. He looked right back at you with admiring optics, fans working hard to cool him down as he was trying to dive deeper into you, eager to make you feel good. And then you finally reached your peak with a loud moan.
After Heatwave succesfully devoured all of you, he gave you some kind of break while placing soft bites around your thighs.
"It's all right, sweetspark." Heatwave calmed you as he could still feel your whole body shiver, chest heavily falling up and down while you were trying to come down from your previous climax.
It made you yelp as you felt his glossa slip inside you again. Now it worked much faster, deeper and intensely near your sweet spot. Still sensitive from your previous orgasm, the sense of pleasure overwhelmed you. You desperately held onto your bot's helm as he worked you up for your next orgasm. The sight of seeing your partner's face painted all over with your cum made you feel too embarassed to look at, but sensing his saliva running down on your thighs and feeling his wet glossa sweetly sucking on your clit was enough to make another knot building up in your stomach. What you didn't expect, was him suddenly stopping just right before you could finally reach your pleasure.
"What-" You stuttered, trying to gasp for air. "Why did you stop?"
Heatwave chuckled as he bit down on your skin, making you let out a hiss.
"We have plenty of time, don't we?"
His servos now explored other parts of your body. He made sure ge got to admire every part of you, praising it with a light kiss too. He delicately massaged your tits, which you appreciated with a whine. "I know how much you love my digits, we could perhaps do something with them too, don't you think?"
You were already too hot and worked up to give back any kind of intelligable verbal response. You reached for your partner's arm, while you were wiggling and aching for more of his touch. The only small voice that could slip out from your pretty lips was "please" and "Heatwave", hoping that this would get his attention back to you and finally help you get finished.
"Aww, you're so needy!" A genuine laugh was heard from your bot before his digits teasingly pressed down onto your sensitive spot, making you jerk. "And so red! It suits you so well!"
Wet sounds filled the room as his digits explored your insides while still paying attention to your pleasure points. Heatwave made lazy circles before he stopped the teasing and actually got to work. Sorry, he just couldn't resist hearing your pretty pleads for him to "finally do something". Three of his digits filled you up and moved inside you in quicker pace. Since his glossa have done the work of preparing you, his digits could move easily and rapidly or in any type of pace you wanted him to move. He finally payed attention to your clit aswell, massaging and pressing down on it before you came again, grasping him as he fingered you through it, squizzing him. He didn't stop until he felt you frenziedly grinding on his digits.
"You're leaking." You said after finally catching your breath.
"Yeah, feeling you grinding on my face really made me worked up."
Your thighs gripped around his arm as he started to move again. Your mind was too fuzzy to make up anything, but between all the heavy panting and loud moans you swear you could hear Heatwave saying "not stopping until you squirm for me".
Time was spent and after taking a short break from your previous climaxes, you decided that it was time to do some pleasure for your partner too. Not like seeing your all fucked out face didn't made him feel good though.
"Are you all right?" You heard your partner's raspy voice, wrapping his warm helm into your neck with a sound of worry.
"Yeah," You tiredly traced his back meanwhile you could hear his engines purr. "I'm okay, don't worry about me."
Your lips softly met with his, feeling a taint taste of yourself. "I'm always worried about you." He said as he layed down and let your crawl on top of him. "You're too good for me, sweetspark."
Heatwave let you take a small break. His large servos slowly outlined and worshipped every curve and part of your delicate body. He waited for you, whenever you were ready. The time didn't matter, only you did, and he would have waited an eternity for your response if he needed to.
Focusing on your surrondings, you noticed the dim sound of your partner's vents, quiet pants, his arms shaked a little whenever he decided to move them which was a clear sign that his body was just as exhausted as your was from the work, his glowing optics were half lit. You noticed some interesting things on yourself too. Not just your legs, but your whole body was quavering because of how overstimulated and tired you were, despite taking a break you were still breathing a little bit heavy, and your heart was pounding inside your chest.
"I want to make you feel good." You said, grinding down on Heatwave, who let out a silent groan.
"You already did that, dear." He was right, you did saw him leaking while he was eating you out.
"I know, I just figured you still wanted to do something else."
You coud feel your bot heat up again under you. "Are you sure you want to do it?"
You took an small glance at his spike, before agreeing.
Even after all that preparation and overstimulation, you still felt the slight feeling of the stretching tingling. Heatwave servos were all around your waist, keeping you steady. He was half way in when you let out a small whine.
"I know, sweetspark, I know. We're almost there, don't worry."
And then there you were, gasping softly as you felt him fill you all the way up, forming a small bulge on your tummy, meanwhile Heatwave was gently grasping your thighs, groaning from the sensation. You were warm and still tight, just perfectly sitting on top of him, on his spike and he was already losing it.
"Are you all right?" You looked down where the raspy voice came from and nodded. Just like his glossa, the sensation of his spike was unusual, but so fulfilling.
When you were ready, you started sliding up and down, keeping the pace gentle and slow at first. Heatwave swallowed down a satisfied groan, while your were moaning, still getting used to the feeling. Seeing the bulge on your tummy as he was filling you up made you feel some kind of way. You fastened the pace and Heatwave's grasp tightened around your waist, leaving red marks on your sensitive body. You could hear huffs and puffs, and the noisy sound of his vents trying hard to cool him down. He was clearly enjoying himself as you were sliding up and down on him more swiftly, ocassionally grinding down onto him, feeling him much deeper helped you release some lustful sounds as well.
"Sweetspark, you're breaking me." Heatwave said between heavy breaths and you could swear you heard a small sound of glitch. Your soft hands met with his metal ones, guiding him to your neck. "You want me to use you, love?" Your hips buckled. "Aww, you're so sweet just letting me take control over you." You gasped as one of his servos teasingly touched your nipples. "You're so easy to break... Don't worry, you can trust me sweetspark."
You knew you could.
His servos wrapped around your neck in a light grasp. Just enough to make things more excited, but not dangerous. And enough to make you feel that knot inside you again. You were desperately grinding down and moving on his spike, letting yourself feel him deeper as his spike filled you up wholly, making you both feel good.
The knot exploided and so did Heatwave inside you. And you could feel some of his overload leaking out of you.
You were both panting in exhaustion, Heatwave tightly holding you to his hot armour while whispering sweet thank yous besides your ear. You held onto him, trying to calm down as one of your hands tenderly tracing the outlines of his armour. Heatwave lovingly played with your hair as you placed featherlight kisses on his face plate.
The sudden noise of the phone made both of you jump. Oh, right, you forgot that you had another client by the early morning. You hesitantly pressed the cancel button. You deserve a break. And both you and your bot deserve to spend time together.
"Are you okay with another round?" Heatwave asked, shifting a little under you.
Yep, you were definitely going to cancel this client. Sorry not sorry.
If Blades is the one to ask his s/o if they’d still love him if he was a worm…
How would Chase, Heatwave, and Boulder react to their s/o (human) asking the same question to them?
I love shit like this so much, I put my bussy into this
No warnings! Just fluff and sillies.
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Chase
You know how your boyfriend is, you should’ve known a question like this would’ve caused some confusion but that was the point, you live for keeping this mech on his pedes. You’re sat so cute in his lap as he reads a manual, ensuring he knows how a new device the Burns got works. You can’t help but look up at him, loving how focused he looks.
Always so cute in your eyes.
“Hey, Chase, I have a question if you don’t mind me asking.”
You love how in an instant he places the book down on his knee to look at you, giving you his undivided attention.
“I do not mind, please, ask away. I am happy to be of service.”
“Would you still love me if I was a worm?” You try not to laugh as he blinks rapidly as if trying to process what you just asked of him.
“Humans can turn into worms?” He asks in turn, bewildered at the concept or mere thought.
You snort at how shocked he sounds, “No, but if I did become one, would you still love me?”
“Do humans spontaneously get turned into worms, is this a realy threat to your kind that I was not aware of? Can worms even feel that level of emotions? I don’t recall worms having high intellegic to experience such complex emotions. Ah, hold on, dear.”
Chase picks you up and sets you down on the couch along with his manual, and walks over to the bookshelf as he begins to look for books about worms and animals in general.
“Chase, just a simple yes or no works.”
“But worms cannot feel what I feel for you, that and from this book my guess would be correct. In fact would you be able to feel as a worm, or would this be a worm with the brain module of you inside it? Or is it that when you turn into a worm, you fully become a worm and lose yourself in the process?”
Chase keeps rambling asking question after question that you can’t seem to keep up with as he thinks of every last possible scenario, and the different combination, and yet asking them so quickly you don’t even get a chance to ask them. You can only watch as he starts pacing the room as he talks unable to stay still for too long.
You smile, realizing this was your own doing, you set yourself up for this fate and now you must listen to him learn more about worms and ask questions about you being a worm in real time.
He’s so cute though.
You might(will) kiss him after he’s done rambling.
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Boulder
Gardening with your big Cybertronian beloved on such a nice day was something you’d never grow tired of, you love telling him about the flowers or vegetables you’ve planted, love how gentle he is with them and helps you moving the bigger stuff. Boulder is a dream, especially as you two sit under a big tree, taking in the nice spring day.
You sit on top of his shoulder leaning against his helm as he enjoys the sight of butterflies and bees moving peacefully around your flowers, occasionally only being broken up but his chuckles as you place a kiss to his cheek. Boulder could get use to life being like this, calm and domestic with you, it makes him wonder if a human and cybertronian can spark bond, he wouldn’t mind this forever.
“Hey, Boulder?”
“Yes, my sweetpea?’
“Would you still love me if I was a worm?”
You lean away from hos helm to look at him, and to at least allow him to look at you too without disturbing you. Boulder’s optics widen a bit, a worm? Why would you ever be a worm? He’s never heard of humans turning into such a thing, and the idea of anything bad happening to you worries him to his core, but at the end of the day it would still be you, right?
Boulder smiles, carefully raising his servos to grab a hold of you and hold you up in front of him, his orange optics soften at the pure sight of you before he presses a kiss to your face, his engine rumbling softly as you start laughing at how much it tickles.
“I would find the best sized tank for you, get you the best soil I could find and fill it up with so many good and nutritious plants for you, find you little leaves and make your enclosure so pretty for you.” Boulder nuzzles his face against your stomach, smile stretching across his dermas.
“I’d make sure you soil is nice and clean every day, make sure you have plenty of water and natural sunlight when it gets too much. You’d be my little wormy.”
You can’t help but place your hands on his cheeks and lavish his face plate in all the kisses you could possibly give him, making the large mech giggle sweetly under all your affection. He holds you close, snuggly against his chassis. Boulder never wants anything to happen to you, he couldn’t live with himself if you were ever hurt.
But that wouldn’t stop him from doing everything in his power to make you comfortable, to tend to you, to love you even then, nothing could change how his spark felt for you.
Though don’t be surprised when his pet name for you goes from ‘sweetpea’ to ‘wormy’.
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Heatwave
You think he’d ever let you away from him? Let you out sass him? Please, you don’t even know it yet but he will turn the conversation back around. Heatwave is stubborn and as quick with his intake as he is his pedes, his glossa can be vicious if you aren’t careful, yet he’s so adoring and attentive to you, surely this conversation would go well!
You are laying across his chassis in his habsuite, his optics are closed but you know he’s still awake. A servo on your legs and thumb rubbing slow lazy circles across your back, allowing you to full relax into him, enjoying the gentle touches and warmth of his much larger body.
“Wavey?” Your voice slightly muffled as your cheek is pressed against his chassis and youdon’t feel like moving too much.
“Hm?” He hums in return, acknowledging you but also not wanting to move much, as he’s enjoying having some peaceful downs time with you.
“Would you still love me if I was a worm?”
All his movements stop in an instant and he doesn’t make a sound for a solid minute before sighing heavily, cracking his optics open just to look down at you with a playful glare.
“Why would you want to a be worm, huh? Just to get away from me?”
“W-what? No!” You lift up on your forearms to look at him better, but he’s not having it.
“Oh so just being in the dirt is more fun than being with me? I see, I see how it is, you hate me and want me dead.”
“Noooo!” You whine pitifully, flopping back down before crawling up higher to meet his face.
Your give him a playful glare, angry pout on your lips while he has a shit eating grin across his face, knowing damn well what he’s doing and what you are asking.
“I just wanted to ask if you’d still love me if I was uselsss-“
“You think you could be useless to me? You really think that lowly of me?”
“Heatwave no, please, you know I love you!”
“And I love you too, so what’s the problem?”
Your head clunks as you drop it back against his chassis, sighing heavily as your stubborn mech of a boyfriend will not back down on this, this is a hill he will not only die on but drag you down with him, you just know it.
“You wouldn’t love me if I was a worm is the problem.” You pout, looking up at him with am exaggerated pleading expression.
Heatwave just stares at you almost wondering how he made it this far with you, until he remembers how dull his world would be without you. He rolls his optics with a huff, as if he’s doing you such a huge favor, though you know it’s mostly played up for the bit.
“You know good and well I’d let this slagging rock burn if anything happened to you, how dare you doubt me.”
“I’m not doubting you.”
“Then hush and try to recharge.”
he leans his helm back and closes his optics again, trying to at least get some shut eye before the morning comes, and with that would be new emergencies. You sudden in getting comfy once more, with him about to put his servo back on you, until you spoke again.
“Heatwave?”
“Now what?”
“Can I get a kiss before bed?”
“You are so lucky you’re cute.” He groans, but that soft smile is back on his face as he sits up a little, moving you to keep you safe and to bring you higher, pressing his dermas to your soft lips, before laying back down again.
Your rescue bots stuff? Heavenly. My sadness? Gone. The sun? Shining. rb Chase headcannons? I’m hella happy. Finding someone that shares Chase as a fav character with me? I’m jumping for joy.
On my hands and knees with a prayer, Chase nsfw giving + receiving headcannons and my heart is yours.
Oh…and heatwave too ig..
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×A/N×
Hi anon! I'm sorry for the long wait! Nowadays I don't really have much free time! :'D
I also saw that you asked this with femme, cybertronian s/o! :3
About Chase I absolutely adore him! I love blue bots in general, but Chase is too silly and cute to not love him lol
I feel like I made Heatwave's part short, so I might do a separate part for his nsfw headcanons! :D
Enjoy!
×❢ About my work ❢×
NSFW, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!,
fem cybertronian! reader, sligth dom! reader, smut, valveplug, mention of teasing, overstimulation, cumming, fingering and eating out the reader :3, I wrote this at night so pls forgive me for the spelling mistakes!
Fandom: Transformers: Rescue Bots
Character(s): Chase, Heatwave, The Reader | You | (Y/N)
Ship(s): Chase x Fem Cybertronian! reader, Heatwave x Fem Cybertronian! reader
Form: Headcanons
Chase:
🚨|| Okay, so Chase is big fan of giving. Don't get me wrong, he enjoys your talented servos or glossa on his spike, but he -needs- loves to serve you and your needs, and seeing your pretty face while you come undone on his glossa, is an admirable sight for him.
🚨|| Additonally for the previous headcanon, he also loves the feeling when you're squezing him between your thights
🚨|| He contains eye contact during interfacing, he just loves admiring you and those expressions you make. Like just imagine- you're mess from being overstimulated and your adorable blue mech just between your legs, tasting your valve while looking up at you with curious optics, already captivated by you asking if this is good enough for you or should he go faster or deeper- like oh man
🚨|| He also gets off a couple of times while eating you out, so don't worry about him, he's enjoying himself
🚨|| He also likes making you overload on his digits and trust me, foreplay is a big part when you interface with him! Not just because of the fact that how easily he can tease you, but he finds it intriguing how desperately your valve sucking on him
🚨|| I can imagine Chase having praise kink. He needs to hear how good he's making you feel, how his glossa that's soo deep burried inside you makes you feel, like really- tell him anything.
But- if you're in the state that you can't really speak because you're just a moaning mess, he accepts squirming, grasping, and hearing his name loudly moaned by your vocalizer.
🚨|| He isn't afraid to plead for something he needs
🚨|| Chase is really open for new things, but don't push him into something he doesn't want :D
🚨|| Teasing and overstimulating him sounds really fun, ngl
Like just tie him up and keep sucking on his spike and encourage him to make a mess. And the good part is that he actually enjoys it! He's not really vocal (he mostly groans and hisses), but when he's feeling overwhelmed he might moan just a bit for you ;)
anyway, have fun with this mech <33
🚨|| "You look so cute like this." You coo at him as you stroking his spike in a fast pace.
"Love, please," Chase -moans- groans as he completely lets you take control over him. "I can't-" He bites his servo.
"Come on, Chase, just one more..." you try to encourage him as your servos slow down a bit. "or do you want me to stop?"
"No, oh Primus- please" he's grasping anything he can reach as he feels his next release coming up again. "keep going, please-"
"Are you going to overload again?" you tilt your helm, sweetly smiling down at him. "Come on, do it for me, love."
His hips snap powerfully as another dose of slick transfluid covers your servos, making the mess much more bigger.
"Good job, love!" You give some affectionate kisses on his faceplate and he leans into it, enjoying your close presence.
You smile at him teasingly. "But I hope you still got some in you."
🚨|| -BOTTOM- BOTTOM- BOTTOM-
🚨|| safe word is definitely needed
Heatwave:
🔥|| is it cheesy that I use fire for Heatwave smut LMAO??
🔥|| Heatwave is a big tease! He loves teasing you and your holes until they are dripping for his spike. He just can't help it, hearing your squirms as he plays with your sweet valve is a really enjoyable sight for him
🔥|| "Would you like to overload, sweespark?" Heatwave asks, teasing your valve, fingering you with his digits. "Tell me what you need." He whispers as he burries his face into your neck, biting down a little. You let out a suprised moan.
"Please, Heatwave," you ask so nicely and it makes his spike ache just more. "please I want to overload so badly, I need to-"
Signing that you did good, Heatwave fastens up the pace, digits pleasing your wet valve much more deeper and faster. Despite how wet you are, his third digit still struggles a little to stretch you, making you whimper with slight discomfort, but after a few seconds you get used to it and letting him use you. He hopes you will take his spike just as well as his digits.
🔥|| Mostly uses his digits to tease you, but if you ask him, he'll taste you with his glossa aswell
🔥|| During eating you out, he loves sensing your arousal
🔥|| He will do anything to make you scream his name, and honestly when you do, it turns him on so much
🔥|| He's not a shy one, but he's still careful and attentive with you
He can be brutal, but he's still a gentleman :3
🔥|| Really touchy during interfacing. He roams his servos all over your body,he wants to explore every curve, scar and all other parts of your beautiful body, it doesn't matter really, he just needs to touch you somewhere
🔥|| A bit more vocal than Chase
🔥|| Definitely praises you
Tells you how warm and beautiful your body is, how fragging tight your hole is, how angelic your sweet pleadings and needy moans are, trust me he'll gladly show how many things he loves and appreciates about you <3
🔥|| Just as passionate like Chase to make you feel good
🔥|| You think he's the one in control? No, babe, you will be the one who's guiding him where should he touch you, how he should touch you, how much he should touch you,
You want him to go slower and delicate, maybe a bit more teasing or romantic talking?
Or perhaps you want him to pound into you over and over again, taking your every breath away?
Don't forget, you're the one who's leading him in here
Seriously, take his servos and show him around your body, he is going to blush so hard
🔥|| Additionally, it turns him on when you're confident or when you talk back to him
🔥|| He also likes to bite and make marks on you
🔥|| Likes receiving head from you, but he still prefers those type of interfacing when he can make more contact with you
🔥|| Either he chases his release with you, overloading together, or he makes you overload first before he does
