#tarn x reader

[runicarbiter02]

I’m sure this is a very common take, but I haven’t had any motivation to write fandom stuff lately, so I wanted to get this little bit down while I had the inspiration

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Being the human partner of a Cybertronian, any Cybertronian really, and turning this huge, hulking, intimidating bot into a giant mechanical cat with some gentle touches, some kisses, and sweet words. Standing on your bot’s shoulder, gently stroking a hand over their cheekplate, and listening to that earthshaking rumble of their engine as they purr. Your bot gently nudging you with their cheek or nose when you stop, silently insisting the continued touch and affectionate words. Your bot mass displacing and crawling into your bed, arranging pillows on your lap before laying their head down and promptly falling into a well deserved recharge. (Let’s pretend that they wouldn’t shatter the bed frame just by putting a little weight on it, lmao-) Your bot trying to teach you chirolinguistics, not realizing that you don’t have the same kinds of sensors in your palm as they do, leaving you incredibly confused. Your bot relishing in the tiny flickers of unabashed emotion they get from your very weak organic EM field. Singing softly to your bot, only for them to croon one of their favorite Cybertronian tunes right back, and the both of you giggling over just how vastly different your music is from each other’s. Your bot trying to teach you the Cybertronian language, and you trying to teach them about human art/literature/philosophy/etc. You and your bot being soft and cute and fluffy. Send tweet 🏃‍♀️💨

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I hope you don’t mind me tagging you, but you’re the one who motivated me to get back into writing!!! This lil drabble certainly isn’t my best work, but it’s the most I’ve done in awhile, haha @revelboo

[optimusxwbu]

Hi there, I don’t normally make requests because I’m shy as hell and don’t want to be a bother. But I love reading your fics! The way you tell them keeps me engaged the whole time. Especially loved reading across the dived!! Made me more obsessed with Megatron!

Now I was wondering what your take would be on any of the Cybertronians reaction to humans habits of cracking their knuckles, backs, necks and such. Since a lot of people get uncomfortable hearing it. I have a terrible habit of cracking and mine are quite loud. I think most would be horrified and maybe think we are breaking our bones!

⋄✧ how they react to bone/joint popping

ft. megatron, optimus prime & tarn

hello hello!! thank you for requesting. never be nervous, you’re not a bother whatsoever!! thank you so much for being so kind 🫶💗

megatron (mtmte) (specifically across the divide)

Rolling your wrist, your bones crackle. You quickly move onto your fingers, doing the same. Megatron nearly keels over, urgently rushing towards you with immediate concern.

His reaction is so unexpected it almost startles you. His optics flicker with worry as he grabs your hands delicately to inspect them, expecting to find them broken. When he sees that they’re fine and without injury, confusion shoots through him. Even more confusion settles in his processor when you start giggling.

“Why are you laughing?” He says.

“You fuss so much over me,” you reply with another light laugh.

“It’s not funny,” he insists, “I thought you hurt yourself!”

“And look at you, rushing to my aid. So protective.”

“Always,” he answers, finally relenting with a small smile before pulling you in for a kiss.

optimus prime

He’d snap his helm in your direction out of shock and confusion, pinching his optical ridges together whilst watching you click and clack.

“What are you doing?” He says. He’d be concerned if you were displaying any physical signs of pain, but evidently, the pain isn’t present.

“What do you mean?”

“You’re… Making noises. From your hands,” he voices, pointing at your hands.

“Oh yeah, I’m just popping my fingers.”

“… Why?”

You hum, looking up at him as you consider your answer.

“I’m… Not sure? Force of habit, I suppose?”

All in all, he’d just be very confused no matter how you tried to explain it to him.

tarn

Stretching vertically, you raise your hands far above your head as you try to crack the tension in your back. Tarn watches you slyly from behind the mask, finding your meek squeaks endearing whenever you stretch.

You return to a standing position, sighing defeatedly. You’ve been trying to crack your back for a while, but it just won’t go.

“Hey, Tarn?” You voice, interrupting his task.

“Yes?” He replies.

“Can I ask for your help?”

“What do you need?”

“Come here, I’ll instruct you.”

He complies, walking over to you. You shoot him a little smile, turning around so your back is to him. You cross your arms over your chest in an X before speaking again.

“Wrap your arms around me like you’re giving me a hug, and squeeze tight. But not too tight, you’re pretty strong.”

He quirks an optical ridge, unsure what this is supposed to achieve. He follows your instructions anyway, embracing you tightly before hugging hard. Hard enough to pull you off the ground, and with it your back finally pops.

The mech nearly gasps, frightened he’s broken your back. But you don’t scream or make any noise of discomfort, you simply sigh with relief.

“Thank you!” You cheerily say, letting him lower you back to the ground.

“You humans are very strange.”

[vinuaei]

Worship

Small animation break before I continue with school work 😖

[revelboo]

I’d love to see more jealous or overprotective bots 👉👈🥺 especially when they are cuddly afterwards! I don’t really know any bots that come to mind that’d be perfect for that but I’m sure you’ll come up with someone! Whenever you have time of course!

If push comes to shove, even the calmest bot can get a bit overprotective or jealous over their human

Soft Au- Possessive

Tarn x Reader

• Walking past several humans clustered together talking, he idly wonders what the proper name for a group of humans is. A chatter? They certainly seem to do a lot of that. Lips twitching behind his mask, he hears a familiar laugh and his head turns. Spotting you in the group and as he watches, another human hooks their arms around you from behind to pick you up, the whole group laughing. But he’s staring at those arms around you. The way you’re laughing and the other human is smiling. And he hates that he’s rumbling in response. That it bothers him at all when the last thing he wants is an alien conjunx.

• Startling at the ped that comes down a little too close for comfort, you look up at your assigned mech as those red optics glare from behind his mask. And you know it’s not time for his bath. “Hungry, sir?” You ask as you wiggle until the taller caretaker puts you down. While you’re not really sure why they don’t just go get their own energon when they’re thirsty, you’ve seen other aliens hunt down their caretakers just to ask for energon. His optics slide from you to your friend and back. Before he bends and just grabs you, straightening with a rumble as you cling to his servos.

• What is he even doing? Should be encouraging you to flirt and court that other human. If that’s what you’re doing. Has no idea, but he’d hated seeing that other human holding you. Had felt violent, servos flexing with the urge to lash out even though the impulse makes no sense. It’s beneath him. If you fall in love, you’ll leave him alone. Which is what he wants. Right? You annoy him. Ambush him for baths, follow him around, and won’t take no for an answer. “Sir? Is something wrong?” Why won’t you ever say his name? Temper flaring, the lapse in his control is mortifying. Can feel you in his servos, soft and warm. Alien.

• Staring up at him as you wiggle in his grip, his optics have an angry slant to them, the mask making it hard to be certain he’s mad. He’s not talking, though. What exactly he thinks you did is beyond you. Maybe he just hates fun. From what you’ve seen dealing with him, that feels like a valid possibility. As you watch, his face tips up towards the sky. Before he lifts you and vents, that annoyed rumbling getting louder. Know they’re funny about scents, but you’re not wearing anything new that might bother him. And he rounds a corner between two buildings, mass shifting so suddenly that you feel like you’re falling, gasping sharply as you grab at him.

• Venting deeply, he can scent that other human all over you. Isn’t sure why he cares, but he does. Maybe because you’re courting him, because you leave your scent on him after washing him. And now you smell like someone else. Feels like a betrayal. Backing you up against the wall, he pins you there. “Sir?” Growling, his mask brushes your cheek and neck. ‘Tarn,’ he corrects as his body shifts against yours. Hands sliding over your softness as you make a startled, breathy sound that has him heating to his absolute horror. You’re making him do this. Making him rub up against your soft body like some deviant to replace that stranger’s scent with his own. Shuddering when you whisper his name while trying to ask what’s going on, he’s fighting the obscene urge to remove his mask so he can put his mouth on you. Taste you. Horrified that his frame is responding to feel of you against him.

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[ctghost]

If your request is still open, may I have Yandere Tarn? Please ignore this message if you don't feel like it! I don't wanna force you! Also, I sleep at 3am so you're not alone.

Sure! (Also take care anon!! Dont be like me gng I'm really trying my best tryna sleep at just 12 am atleast .. sob 😭) Tarn would be so in some sort of denial at first if he fell into obsession for an autobot or even an organic. Probably wants to hunt them down to try distract himself from what he's really feeling but with a human darling, it'd be abit more easier as he could just literally keep them in secret, as a hostage maybe? you'd caught on to his mask slipping when his servo lingers on you and even dare be slightly affectionate. When you'll call him out for it, killing mechs for doing less and him basically a hypocrite, he'd be mostly unfazed as he's sure you will come around eventually. After all what's a prize without the waiting game?

Without text ver

Sooo many ourples

[kommandantrei]

I'm getting sick and tired of always seeing x female!readers man I need my gn!reader and male!reader

[luxthestrange]

Human Food

You guys ever think...Earth might be the universe culinary masterpiece?...like you got Yautja's coming in secret to eat some mcdonals or...some pozole from the restaurant?...like cybertronians or mcb always seeing these aliens coming to earth in discuises to partake in their favorite cuisine?...some even becoming ADDICTS to the simple pleasure of instant ramen...or a good old cup of coffee

So, one day, brainstorm or other scientists managed to upgrade their holoforms ENOUGH to be able to taste and digest human food...and i think it goes like how newborn babies try solid food for the first time-

Case and point...poor tailgate trying icecream for the FIRST time went like

Y/n*Smiles holding a simple vanilla icecream for him*Dont eat too much too fast~

Tailgate*Tries a small bite, surprised by the temperature, then savours it, and eyes bulged out and grabs your hand holding the dessert and mushes it on to his mouth*!?!?!

Other Liason*Holding his back and cackles*T-TAILGATE LET GO!

Y/n*Seeing him try to eat more even if he gets dirty*T-TAILGATE!BREATH CYCLONUS HELP-...

Other liaison*Sees her own dessert is now gone and sees Cyclonus is avoiding looking at her*...

Cyclonus*Blushing as his whole mouth is covered in whipped cream and ice cream as his Sunday bowl is so clean there was not even a spot*...

-Meanwhile on the table next to them-

Mcb!Yn*Blinks seeing your humanoid cardbots in pain from brainfreeze*...

Shadow X*Holding his head and whines*AAAAAH, DEATH IS UPON US! I CAN'T FEEL MY MOUTH!?

Heavy Iron*Just finished his ice cream cake, smashes the plate on the floor*I like this! Another!?-...oh

Yuri*Who came in with 10 burgers for each and every one of the bots but glares at heavy iron*Clean.that.up.youngman...

Buffalo*Gasps in awe seeing his burger is in the shape of a heart with flags, smiles as Yuri puts him a bib along kiss on the forehead*Thank you, Mrs Yuri!

Phoenix fire*Holding his head and whines*I-I Been betrayed by the opposite of f-fire...

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Y/n*Coming downstairs from your old home, yawning, you head to the kitchen and get ready to start the day with the usual coffee only...to see it's empty along with your morning sweet bread*What the f-...are you fucking

Ratchet passed out on the sofa with crumbs all over his face and shirt, your favorite coffee mug in his hand, and a chicken leg on the other with a big chunk bitten off

Y/n: Not even Judas was this much of a hypocrite...

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Y/n*Patting your cons backs and then seeing Tarn's own holoavatar crying*Hon what's wrong-

Tarn*Eating Pizza as his first food for the first time, tears running down his face*L-life ish bea-ifuh...

Rest of the Djd Nodding as they eat and their fill with a bit of cola...which took you awhile to tell them "No, it's not mud water with bubbles"...

----------------------------------At a Maid Cafe------------------------------

Maid!Waitress*Serving you and probably the most rugged, retired commando-looking old man, along with the most man? Wearing a mask, he looks like some cyberpunk fanatic, a strawberry parfait and a big beer, and a kid's jumbo burger and fries with onion rings, Commando guy, him the bear and you kid jumbo burger and the cyberpunk guy the parfait *Enjoy masters~

Y/n & Megatron & Sounwave:...

You both switch the items to the correct person, you take a drink of the big, Soundwave the jumbo burger meal, and Megatron the cutesy parfait, all three of you enjoying your items

Maid!Waitress*Saw that and thinks of that one meme*"Moe gap..."

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[revelverse]

Popped by the other blog for the first time in a while to read any new Optimus or general TFA/TFP stuff I might've missed, and was so startled to see your original blog is just sfw now and almost missed the new blog link lol! Having 2 blogs dedicated to n/sfw respectfully seems really smart, especially in regards to organization what with how many things you have to make links for and where to put them. XD

Yeah, I’m trying to make things easier for myself, because my main blog is chaos. 🔞 MDNI mass displaced mech 🌶️

Soft AU- Colors

Tarn x Reader

• You dare? Brazenly wearing his colors, his patterns like you have every right to. Like you’ve earned being marked by him. Optics narrowing behind his mask as he rumbles softly, you’re just acting like you have no idea how presumptuous you’re being. Like it’s a foregone conclusion that he’ll choose you. And you turn your back on him to start mixing up his soap as he growls a warning.

• Someone’s extra grumpy today, the normally reserved mech rumbling loudly behind you. And you’re guessing it’s the new coveralls. That he doesn’t like you wearing his colors without asking. Maybe it’s an alien, fashion faux pas. Or it’s insensitive. You have no idea and don’t really want to try and figure it out. Turning, you suck in a breath when a big hand closes on your upper arm and you realize he’s mass shifted. Those red optics angry as your back hits the wall and one of his thighs slides between yours. “You think you can just presume to wear my colors without earning them?” He growls and his low, silken voice is pure sin, making you flush. How many nights has that voice haunted your dreams?

• You’re just staring at him, lips slightly parted, but your scent shifts and his spike stirs behind his plating. “How do I earn them?” You ask, voice breathy and soft. Pretending you don’t know when he knows you do. Knows you’re playing to try and lure him into claiming you. Smacking a hand against the wall by your head, he vents to pull your scent deep and he’s aching to claim you even as the blasphemy of wanting an organic horrifies him. Thigh sliding between yours, your scent becomes even more addictive. Poisoning him. Making him ache.

• Has anyone’s voice ever affected you like his does? Flustered, you lay your hands against his chassis as you fight the urge to tilt your hips. To grind on his thigh as it brushes against you to find a little relief. Because right now, you’re all heat and need. His head lowers and when he vents, it fans warm air across your face and stirs your hair. And your question seems to have thrown him as he shudders with a growl.

• He’s aching to be inside you. To give in to the madness and strip you. Bend you over your cart and frag you until you can’t walk straight. Take everything you’re offering and then demand even more. Resents you for doing this to him. Making him want you. Need you. “Take it off. Now,” he growls, hips rolling against yours and you make a needy noise that goes straight through him. And you reach up to grip the tiny tab on your covering and pull it down. Obeying him without hesitation, but then, you’re the one courting him. Wanting him. You’re the weak one, not him. He’s in control.