#tf noah

[foxtherad]

Fuckit merformer Mirage and Noah 👏

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[yayasvalveplay]

Timid sires and feral carriers but make it Mirage x Noah.

With Noah being pregnant and having to deal with his alien boyfriend being worried about him nonstop even when they were at work and just 10 feet away- Mirage please hes fine, he just got up to stretch his back he doesn't need any kind of assistance to get back onto his chair.

[melissarthomson]

Since I can’t do complex rendering, I decided to do a little drawing of how Noah is supposed to look like in the comic 😭👍

(If I had time)

[lui-the-cute-snek]

I'm generally not a biggest fan of bot x human pairings, but these two? Fuck, there's something about them.

[beemochi-art]

Aaawwww he’s like a wittle purse doggie.

[quantum-fizz-icks]

tf kinktober 2025, day 5

Human/bot || Praise kink {o||x}

{RotB Miroah wireplay where Noah tries to repair Mirage after the events of the movie (I don’t know shit about cars so don’t come at me for inaccuracies)}

{includes wireplay, human/bot sexual interaction, and may be ooc but idgaf bc I think it’s funny}

After the battle with Unicron and things had taken some time to settle down, Noah immediately got to work on repairing Mirage’s numerous injuries from the big fight with Scourge. More often than not, Noah would have the bot sit in vehicle mode while he worked simply for familiarity and comfort so he didn’t have to climb all over the other in root mode. Mirage, though cagey and somewhat wary at first about having a smaller creature mess around in his engine, eventually relented and allowed Noah to do as he what he needed to in his internals.

Unfortunately, Mirage hadn’t realized hot sensitive his engine block really was— especially along the wires leading from his transmission to his gearshift lever, which Noah was currently working on now.

“Mirage, cut it out!” Noah yelled as he rolled out from under him, shirt and hands covered in oil, “I can’t fix anything if you keep moving.”

“You try sitting still for hours having someone working on your undercarriage! It ain’t exactly pleasant y’know!”

To emphasize his point, he rocked back and forth gently, making sure he didn’t accidentally bump his human companion. Primus, this was taking forever!

“The more you move, the longer it’ll take for me to rewire this, so stop!”

With an aggressive grunt, Noah rolled back under him and continued working on the transmission. Mirage grumbled to himself and turned the dial in his radio absentmindedly. Maybe he could find a good tune to pass the time.

His radio suddenly screeched and he jolted when Noah reattached a wire, sparking slightly and sending a strange zing through his systems. Mirage couldn’t stifle the whine that the feeling forced out of him and he realized too late that the feeling in question had done something to his sensor suite. He wasn’t sure what exactly, but something had certainly been sensitized.

“Shit, sorry,” Noah apologized and rerouted the wire again, this time causing no reaction from the mech, “Sorry about that, these instructions are damn near impossible to read and not everything’s the same for you as it is in a regular car.”

Mirage gave a noncommittal hum, finding himself far too busy with the tingling aftermath of the shock he’d just received. What had that been? And why did it feel so…

Oh Primus, had that actually aroused him?

“H-hey Noah, uh, would you… do that again?” he asked before he could think about the words he was saying.

“Why? Something wrong?”

“No, no, just… thought something came up on my hud when it happened and it looked like it might’ve been important. Wanna make sure it’s nothing.”

Noah seemed to take that at face value, as he removed the wire again and reconnected it to where he had accidentally plugged it in before. Instantly, Mirage felt the cables hidden within his frame tensed, making his mismatched plating creak at the strain, and this time he managed to mute his vocalizer before anything incriminating escaped him.

It lasted for an amazingly long second before it disappeared too soon. Mirage groaned quietly, frame relaxing when the waves of stimulus subsided.

“See anything?” Noah’s voice barely registered in his audials.

“N-no,” he reset his voice box with a click that would be noticeable to any Cybertronian, but thankfully not to a human, “Try again.”

Noah obliged, reconnecting for just a little longer this time. Mirage silenced himself well enough at first, but his vocalizer inevitably betrayed him and a moan escaped, echoing raucously in the empty garage. Finally, Noah understood what was really happening.

“Wait, are you turned on by this?”

Mirage tensed again, but this time the charge left when the wire disconnected yet again and he couldn’t deny it without sounding incredibly suspicious.

“Well, I wouldn’t- it’s-,” he struggled to find a reasonable explanation that didn’t sound fake as all hell, “It’s not that exactly!”

“Then what’s this about?” Noah rolled out again, fixing the bot with a rather smug expression and crossed arms to boot.

Mirage sputtered, “I don’t know how to describe it, alright! It just- it feels nice.”

The quiet that followed made Mirage’s plating itch; he hated when things got quiet because that’s when things got awkward. But just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by a startled moan as Noah reattached the wire— and this time, he kept it there.

He could feel his transformation seams spark with awakened charge, arcing like lightning between and across every plate it could before grounding through his tires, which tingled pleasantly after. His engine revved and his biolights glowed brighter as the feeling grew more intense until-

With a screaming moan, Mirage felt his spark flare and release a wave of pure pleasure throughout his entire being, his engine roaring at full throttle alongside his staticky voice box. Just when the feeling was about to become too much, Noah removed the wire and returned it to its proper place, rolling out to pat at Mirage’s rear wheel.

“You could’ve said something earlier y’know,” he lectured lightly, deciding to go easy on his robotic partner for once.

Mirage could only manage a heavy sigh of relief, plates trembling and vents struggling to catch up to his heated frame.

He was never going to hear the end of this.

[pipermca]

In Pieces

Rating: G

Continuity: Rise of the Beasts

Characters: Noah Diaz, Wheeljack, Mirage

Tags: Canon compliant, Drabble

Wordcount: 100

Summary: It was like losing a part of himself, each time a piece of Mirage was removed from his body.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/64673344

Notes: This was written for the /r/Fanfiction Discord April 2025 Drabble event, using the prompt "shed."

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It was like losing a part of himself, each time a piece of Mirage was removed from his body.

As Wheeljack worked each piece loose, carefully widening seams and separating metal from flesh, Noah could feel the steady beat of energy flowing through the armor. And as each piece fell free and was placed reverently aside, Noah felt that energy fade.

"Can he be fixed?" Noah asked as Wheeljack removed a shoulder piece. "He's still in there... Right?"

"He will need a lot of work but... Sí. He's still in there," Wheeljack said.

Relief settled on Noah like a blanket.

[samkyle]

Home team baby !

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Hey! I got into a really long art block this summer because of my exams, but I finally manage to draw again!

So yes, a late ROTB fanart! This movie propelled Mirage from my top 10 to my top 3 favorite characters so fast !

Oh and this is actually the first time I draw one of the live action bots ! I am quite satisfied with the result !

Process

Bonus : Team Sonic !