I can try. He definitely has the potential to be awful 🔞 mass displaced mech 🌶️ blood and violence
Plaything
SG Brainstorm x Reader
• “Look at you, still so defiant,” he growls, one corner of his mouth twitching into a smirk as you clutch the mech sized scalpel against your side, blade aimed at him. “If you weren’t so entertaining, I’d have dissected you to see how that lovely, little brain works.” And your eyes narrow. Because you can hear the threat in his amused words. Know your life depends on his ego and arrogance. That if he ever saw you as a real threat, he’d eliminate you. But he’s possessive to a fault and right now? You know he won’t harm you.
• Smiling lazily as he reaches for you, he’s not surprised when you slash at him without hesitating. Such a feral little thing and he hisses when you nick him with the blade, your eyes widening when you draw energon and he lifts his servo to his mouth, sucking at the cut before vaulting up and mass shifting. “Just let me go,” you demand, retreating and clutching that scalpel even though it’s too big and awkward for you to be a good weapon.
• Heart racing, you swear when he lunges. And you have an opening. Could drive the blade into the mesh of his neck. Maybe sever his head, but you hesitate instead and he’s smacking the scalpel from your fingers, grabbing you. Servos gripping your jaw to tip your face up. “You know I don’t like losing my favorite toys,” he says leaning down, his mouth covering yours in a quick, rough kiss. “Besides, we both know you can’t follow through. You’re no killer.”
• Those eyes glare up at him and he shudders in delight, spike stirring. That heady mix of anger and despair his new drug. Venting against your skin, his glossa slides over your pulse, chasing the frantic rhythm. Servos delving under the loose robe he’s allowed you, he feels you hook your legs against his hips. “You’re a monster,” you snarl even as your scent shifts, even as you cling to him. Because you’re a little hypocrite. Such a curious thing, that you despise him and still want him. Releasing his spike to pressurize, he walks you back to a specimen tank, pinning you against it. One of his failed experiments hanging suspended, dead eyes staring.
• “And what does that make you?” He growls, shifting you and grinding his spike against you. Hips rocking as he vents raggedly and you hang into him. There’s something powerful in knowing how out of control you make him, that as helpless as you are, he’s wrapped around your little finger. That no matter how much he threatens you, he’s too possessive to actually harm you and lose his toy. Those rare moments of almost, actual affection from him, so confusing. Maybe it’s Stockholm’s, maybe you’re just messed up. Feel the burn of him stretching you when he shifts against you and he’s rutting urgently against you, his grunts and snarls loud in the quiet lab. Shouldn’t need this, shouldn’t enjoy it, but you do. Love the feel of his spike stroking inside you, knowing that this deranged bot is yours. That he almost worships you.
• Groaning when you toss your head back as his hips pump, his mouth slides against your throat, denta pressing soft bites. Leaving marks on soft skin, because you’re his. Needs to see those little bruises on you, signs that your his. No one else’s. And those little hands cling to him as you gasp his name. Feels your heels slide against him as you squirm before you’re coming apart. Making him swear as he shudders, overloading hard to fill you as his helm rests against the specimen tank beside your head as you breathe raggedly. Thinking that if you hadn’t fought back that first day, hadn’t shocked him, that would be your partially technorganic body floating there instead of a different human. Smiling faintly, his mouth crashes against yours, hips pumping again as you mouth against his lips.
Decided to draw some sg simpatico for the soul 💓 I haven't seen much art of them yet! This is just my interpretations on their designs. I tried to be as true to the sg universe as possible but still wanted the familiarity yaknow
Also inspired by @noodleblade 's sg simpaticofics!!!
hhhhh whats your take on sg brainstorm?? or nightbeat???
SG Brainstorm:
While normal-verse Brainstorm is immoral with some of his experiments, SG Brainstorm takes it to a whole other level. Rather than being motivated by the desire to see the war through and bring back loved ones (i.e. Quark), SG Brainstorm is fueled by playing with lives. He finds his fire in the creation of weaponry capable of tearing apart cities, military bases, and anything in between. He isn’t afraid to use them either.
Personality wise, I would say that Brainstorm would be immensely confrontational. No fear of getting into fights, mostly physical ones. He can be found reinforcing his armor often because of his pugnacious nature. Despite this, he works rather well with other mecha, having a large network of allies and connections (willing and unwilling).
SG Nightbeat:
Rather than being one that works to solve mysteries, Nightbeat enjoys the creation of them. He is still a very intelligent mech in SG, but doesn’t exactly use it for anything good. He’s the mech you would go to if you wanted someone… disposed of and have no one know who or what did it. He might keep journals upon journals of information on how to mystify even the most intelligent investigators, ranging from unique uses of poison to how to cover up attempts of arson. Officially, he is an assassin. On his own time, he teases and mystifies authorities and whoever he’s surrounded by. He steals things without being seen by anyone. Messes with security footage. He could invent a cryptid from his own imagination and create illusions to make it seem so real, only just to mess with people.
