holds your hand. do you think when the rescue bots are in dino mode their tails wag. i haven’t finished season 3 yet idk if this was ever established
They better wag their tails!
Blades’s dinomode is a Pterodactyl so I think his tail is short and stubby, so anytime he wags his tail his entire butt goes with him. He sees you and it just starts going, or you pet under his chin and there goes his tail swinging wildly.
Heatwave has the longest tail so he tries to bite back on losing control, but that utterly fails when you show up and ask him to lower his helm so he can get pets too! He does it begrudgingly but soon the Earth is shaking from the heavy thumping of his tail, which he will deny to your face is wagging.
Chase I think would be the cutest, he’s always so monotoned and strict, his tail has spikes on it he must be careful! And then you tell him “You did great out there!” And suddenly all you’re hearing is thumpthumpthumpthump of his tail furiously wagging, just slapping against the ground while he’s staring at you like he’s not wagging his tail.
Boulder is the only one so open with it, he’s excited to see you why wouldn’t he wag his tail? It’s just him showing his happiness he doesn’t see the problem, in fact he will nudge his helm against you and ask for scritches if you’ll indulge him. Maybe lay with him and bask in the sun too please.
Day 7, "whilst working late and alone, you hear something upstairs" and "Sculpted." Now, I am going to alter the prompt slightly to fit the scenario. I chose the title because it reminds me of a creative spark.
Either way, Enjoy my first Transformers Rescue Bots oneshot.
You were staying the night at the Burns family house and practically everyone was asleep, well except you because you NEEDED to get this personal project done.
So you did just that in the living room, trying to be as quiet as possible, you didn't want to accidentally wake anyone. And then you heard it. The sound of clunking metal coming from below…
Sounds like one of the bots is up. With a little stretch and nod, you take a break from your project to go see if the bot needed anything.
When you arrived downstairs, you saw none other than Boulder working on a painting. You walk up to him.
"Heya Boulder, whatcha working on?" He kinda jumps and looks over his shoulder before returning to work.
"Finishing up something I made a while ago," You nod.
"Same. Can you show me when you're done," His response is immediate.
"Oh, of course. After all, this is for you!" Awww.
"Don't humans need sleep?"
"Don't Autobots need power down?" All is silent for a few moments.
"Touche," He responds, you have to resist giggling, you don't want to wake the other bots. He asked you questions about the project you were working on and you answered in kind while he made the final touches.
"Done! Would you like to see it now or after you've had some proper rest?" You smile gently.
"Why not both?" With a smile of his own, he shows you what he was working on. You gasped, it was a painting replicating the day you met.
"Woah… This is amazing Boulder!" He smiles.
"You like it?"
"I love it! Thank you so much!" You hug the bot's leg as he gently taps your back with his finger.
"I'm glad! But now would be a good time as any to get proper rest," You sigh happily.
"I suppose so, see ya in the morning Boulder, can't wait to see this gift again with proper sleep," You say as you ascend up the stairs and to a bed all while Boulder smiled before returning back to his Stasis Pod, eager for the morning.
What would Boulder, Chase, and Blades reactions to their human s/os period be? How would they help?
Are they the stereotypic al “what do you mean your life sauce is coming out of your body? Why are you calm about this?!” or are they more chill?
(Sorry for any all mistakes I’m getting my ass kicked by The Symptoms
I hope you’re feeling better :( be sure to drink lots of water with an meds, and eat even if it’s just a little!
Reader is gn!afab
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Boulder
- out of the three he is the calmest about this, he still looks so worried when you come to visit and you look so tired, so out of it cause the pain is too much, he grows more worried when you pause in your steps and your expression twists in annoyed pained. He carries you everywhere after that, refusing to let you walk around and asking you what exactly you need to feel better.
- Gets a list of items from you and sets you on his berth in his habsuite, making sure you are comfy and cozy first, surrounded by as many blankets and pillows he could get from the common room to ensure you are secure before he calls for Graham to aid him. Boulder drives and Graham gets the stuff, they even make a pit stop by your place to get some clothes and more comfort items for you.
- It’s a nice little surprise for you when you wake up from your nap and Boulder has set many items next to you, many snacks, many bottled drinks, and your most beloved plush toy Graham snagged for you on when they stopped by your place.
- You don’t have to tell him about it much, after you merely told him what was wrong and crashed he looks it up and starts doing heavy research into it while you sleep cause he’s so worried. It saddens him there isn’t much he can do to help as this will happen once a month, but he will do everything he can to make sure you are comfortable as possible! You want snuggles? He’s on it. Craving a specific thing of fast food? He’s already tugging Graham along cause his conjunx is GETTING their order.
- “Just tell me what you need an I’ll go get it for you! Please don’t push yourself more than needed, you are going to make yourself feel worse.”
- He’s adoring and attentive as always. He makes sure you have everything you need first before he leaves out for rescues.
- “Please don’t hesitate to comm me if something happens or you need me to pick you up something. I love you. Get some rest.”
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Blades
- Now this is the bot that loses his mind. Firstly, you don’t show up to the firehouse for a few days and when he comms you, you sound so exhausted and he can hear the occasional grunt or heaving pained sounds as you try to find a comfy position. When you tell him it’s your period he’s confused until you tell him a brief run down, poor choice really.
- “Bleeding? But humans need their blood inside! Oh, oh primus are you dying and didn’t tell me?! I’ll be right over I swear, j-just hang on, I’ll get you to a medic!”
- Dani stares at him in disbelief as the bot is near tears trying to get her to hurry along cause he swears his conjunx to be is dying and they need him.
- You need him yes but you arne’t dying. It takes her a solid seventeen minutes to calm him down and explain what is truly happening, and even then he is beyond baffled and confused, cause what do you mean the human body just DOES that? What do you mean it happens all the time? His conjunx is in pain and he’s suppose to just be cool with that?
- He’s coming over anyway and reaching into your bedroom to pull you out and taking you back home with him, cause he’s not leaving you alone in this dire time of need. He goes above and beyond with the items you could possibly need, you might be set for the rest of the year if he can get away with it. Don’t worry about a thing, because HE is going to be the one worrying about everything and will probably cry with you if you get even slightly emotional. So so much affection, he can’t help himself in kissing you all over your face and cuddling up to you.
- Yet another dutiful butler, however please inform him to stop asking if you need anything else cause the headache is killing you and you need to bury your head under the mountain of pillows he gave you.
- Need a bath or a shower? Do not worry he’s already on it, in fact he will join you and scrub you down gently himself, making sure to comfort you and allow the spray of hot water to hit your lower stomach for a while to help your cramps.
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Chase
- Lower case fear. What do you mean you are pained? His scanners show no wound but your vitals are a little off and like that he’s got the entire team surrounding you as he holds you in his servos. You look as calm as ever explaining to four giant alien robots, whom don’t have anything close to this problem within their species, look beyond horrified and baffled.
- You are too calm for Chase’s liking when he’s freaking out. Blood is basically human energon, you need that to live and it’s just coming out of you with some lining you speak of? He’s so confused he is asking you questions you don’t even know how to answer without frieghtening him more.
- “You mean every month you deal with this, and youve been dealing with it alone? No, that is unacceptable. Inform me of your needs and I will ensure you get them.”
- Dani and Charlie get the most of his worry, cause he asks them every question he can think of as well, Dani gives up, but Charlie at least thinks it’s sweet, until he’s being woken up at 3am cause ‘My conjunx requires a heating pad and salty fries, stat.’ And while CHief Burns agrees, he is not thrilled and neither are you, apologizing to him and saying you only mentioned wanting those SOON, not then and there, but Chase refused to listen to you tell him he didn’t have to.
- Chase makes it his job to get you what you need and want, however he takes his role as your care taker VERY seriously, he will stand there and ensure you have exactly one hour of water time a day, meaning no other drinks, just water after you’ve taken your meds, just to make sure you are hydrated, and only then does he return your other beverages, with a kiss of course.
- Cybertronian frames are a little warmer than a humans body, so you want, he can carry you around on his shoulder and let you snuggle into him for a nap while he moves around base.
- If you feel good enough to move around after some bad cramps, he can drive you around so you can get some fresh air, maybe something to eat. Chase feels his best when he’s taking care of you, even when you give him a soft ‘thank you, i love you’ he always puffs with pride, knowing he’s being a good conjunx for you, and ensuring your needs no matter what are met.
hey!! i don’t know much about cybertronian anatomy and terminology, so forgive me if i mess up, but..
can you possibly do some headcannons about the rescue bots on high-grade? like how they act? are they turned on, angry, sad, goofy? i know they’re a rescue team, and first responders aren’t supposed to drink, but it would be funny to see what they would be like.
also, btw, i love your writing and i am right there with you about climbing them like trees…all four of them have got me in some kind of chokehold.
have a good day!! <3
My character limit is three(sadly) so I went with Heatwave, Blades, and Boulder.
Also you mentioned in another ask for cybertronian reader, so we get to be the cool robot this time :3
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Heatwave
- For context Heatwave is not super into PDA the most you can get from him is a servo on your lower back strut or a very quick peck, but his more intense affection stays behind closed doors. When drunk, however, he doesn’t care, you best prepare your back strut to be fixed and aligned cause he’s about to give you the most back breaking hug.
- Actually pouts when you aren’t with him, but when you show up, his reactions slowed and delayed, he will blink slowly and then yank you to his lap, nuzzling his helm into yout neck cables, and that’s where you will be staying for the rest of the night unless you can wiggle free and drag him to your shared habsuite, but even that will be a chore cause he will grumble and tighten his grip on you if you try moving.
- Heatwave won’t really move from his sit, he just stays hunched over with an attempted angry look on his face, he just wants to cuddle with you and sleep. Also cuteness aggression, he loves you a lot and normally Heatwave isn’t the best at expressing his softer emotions, but drunk as he is he will growl about you being “so stupidly cute.” with a mild shake to your frame before squeezing you in his arms.
- A drunk Heatwave is an affectionate Heatwave, but also he will argue with anyone and everyone that he’s not drunk at all, in fact the clock went off mid argument about it and he yelled at the clock for being a snitch, and you still have no idea what he meant by that.
- Weirdly (and funnily) gets jealous of the most random things, he won’t get jealous of you talking to the human companions, he won’t get jealous of you talking to Chase, Blades, or even Boulder, but he WILL get jealous of you talking to the computer’s Ai just asking it to set an alarm, “what, you hate me now? You think that scrap is half the mech I am? Fine, I’ll go sleep on the couch-“ he can barely walk straight please stop his dramatic aft.
- if you ask him to be nice to the corner of the table of which his hip smacked against, he will angrily sulk and talk to the table as if it was a bot he bumped into at a party, by which I mean his siren is letting off and angry ‘rbrbrbrbr’ sound, and calling it a glitch that should watch itself.
- He will wake up with a killer processor ache and refusing to get up, so please bring him some energon to give him a kiss or two to make him feel better.
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Blades
- Blades does not know his own limit when drinking high grade, this is mostly because he likes very sweet tasting high grade and that often makes him not realize just how much he’s drinking until he’s hiding his face plate behind his servos and crying, because he thought about humans morality for one second and couldn’t stop the wailing that left him.
- Blades is a mood swinging drunk but it’s mostly between crying and giggling like a dork, but when you try to comfort him or guide him to bed and his yanking his arm away from you, “No! Don’t touch! Need my…only my conjunx can!
- “Blades, sweetie, I am your conjunx.”
He blinks slowly as if processing your words before his wings start fluttering making him sound like a buzzing bee.
“Hi.”
- he’s smitten and all over you, you’re not getting Blades off of you anytime soon he is all over your lap nuzzling his helm against your cheek your neck cables, clinging to you like a lift line. Blades is very out of it but that’s not stopping him from putting wet kisses along your face plate, and letting the entire firehouse know that he loves his conjunx very much. You are now his keeper and it’s needed as his balance is now gone and he will fall over and stumble.
- You’re legally required to not leave his side, he starts crying when you’re so much as not touching him let alone out of sight so he will panic if he can’t find you.
- Drunks words are sober thoughts and that’s never been truer with a drunk Blades, if you’re worried about what he truly thinks and feels for you will you learn very quickly how much he loves and adore you, but that he also watched two more episodes of your show that you two promised to watch together, or that he does not even like the show but he wanted to watch it with you cause you love it, and he likes talking to you about it. Please get him to bed.
- Another one who’s hangover is pretty bad, just let him lay face down in the berth , in the dark and not move.
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Boulder
- Boulder doesn’t drink much he’s not one for high grade, very rarely does he drink and it’s usually only in times of celebration. Another bot who perfers sweeter high grade but he often limits himself to just a few, however a drinking game is played and it was a lot of fun! He was enjoying himself, laughing with you and his friends, he easily forgot his own personal limit.
- He’s tricky to read at first cause he’s smiling liek usual and just enjoying himself, but it’ll become apparent he’s a giggly drunk, anything and everything no matter what will send him into a giggling fit, someone lose at uno? Giggling. Someone make a really bad dad joke? Giggling. Someone leaning on him for support? Giggling, do you see the trend here.
- You try to get him to bed but he’s laughing, you two stumble and it just makes him laugh more, and there you two go falling to the ground and he’s got you in a tight hug laying flat out on the ground damn near wheezing he’s laughing so hard. He’s so cute, he finds all of this such a delight such a fun night! Boulder is now deadweight, don’t ask him to tell the time he’s just going to repeat what you said to him at the clock, don’t ask him to get up cause he will try and stumble once more.
- However clumsiness aside he’s looking at you like you hung the moon and stars, and with a goofy grin he just mutters “you’re preeetty.” Drawing out his with a giggle. You are his rock in his time of need and he loves you so much, he will tell you dozens of times throughout the night he loves you, you feel like home to him, and then he will crash so hard.
- Boulder suffers the least amount of a hangover, his processors mildly ache but nothing some energon won’t fix! And if you tell him what he did and all he said last night, you’ll be once again met with some laughter but it’s sheepish and bashful, “Sorry, I hope I didn’t cause much trouble for you..” he’s so embarrassed.
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3 characters is my limit due to a chronic wrist injury but I wanted to mention at least some thought on Chase, I don’t think he likes to drink high grade, he’s not fond of the taste nor how it makes him feel, he feels like he’s losing control when high grade is in his system and he doesn’t like that.
Headcanons for Boulder and Chase overstimulating their human s/o please?
(Blades does it on accident and Heatwave can’t stop being a menace lol)
Yeaaa!
Warnings : reader is gn! Everyone has a hole, cybertronians have both, Chase gets called a good boy.
Mdni you will be blocked! Adults only!
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Chase
* Chase is nothing short of obedient, he is a mech you can dom from the bottom with ease he never disobeys you and does what you ask with such leathal precision. He likes direction, he likes clear instructions, he likes being told what to do, especially if it makes you feel good as your pleasure is what he strives for, he wants you to tell him if he’s going good, if he’s making you melt, anything really!
* In truth he doesn’t mean to overstimulate you, but the heady smell of your sex, the taste of your juices coating his glossa, and the sound of your pretty moans and praise just gets his overheating, his processors screaming at him to keep going to give you more! He’s your good mech, your obedient pet, waiting to service you at any chance you ask.
* He gets so lost in it, you cum on this glossa, panting but still wanting more.
* “Such a good boy, you can give me another, right? Feels so fucking good…mm!”
* His engine revving at your words and his already delving back in. Chase can’t help himself he just wants to make you feel good! His modesty paneling pulled back letting his leaking valve and drooling spike free. Rutting his spike against the edge of his berth, each filthy word that falls from your lips telling him how hot he is on his knees for you, how well behaved he is, every word makes his engine purr.
* Until you’re hips are lifting off the bed bucking against his needy mouth, and nearly sobbing because he just won’t stop. You lost the ability to speak ages ago, only able to pathetically cry out a broken version of his name, cumming again and again. His transfluid coating the floor beneath him, overloading with you each time. His optics glow brightly though nearly roll into the back of his helm, he’s so sensitive, it’s too much but not enough he needs more, needs to be your good bot, must serve you, must-
* “Chaaase….fuck….stop, please..” you can barely whine out, but it’s enough for him to snap from his haze, pulling his intake off your sore sex and lean his helm against your thigh.
* You’re both out of it, his metal is overheating his processors are barely working right, and his whirls are loudly trying to cool him down, while you lay in a heap of your own sweat, juices, and his oral lubricant. Weakly you lift your head up to look at him, noting his optics had never strayed from you.
* “Did…did I do good?” Chase melts into your hand when you reach down to hold his cheek.
* “So fuckin’ good, my good boy looking so pretty between my legs for me.” You coo as he begins to tremble, his spike already throbbing again, please tell him more.
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Boulder
* Boulder is sweet and attentive, loving to lavish you in kisses little bites, servos gently squeezing your thighs and stomach, your chest will be covered in his oral lubricant and light marks by the time he moves on. He is ever the giving mech, but while he may not have the longest spike (at least for cybertronians) his cock is short and chubby, he knows he needs to prep your valve a lot before he is getting just the tip inside you.
* When he rubs his middle finger across your needy heat, gathering up your leaking juices making sure it’s thoroughly coated before slowly pressing it into your greedy hole, stretching and filling you out with every push. Pausing in his motions he coos at you, kissing you, muttering “You’re doing so good for me, shh, I know you want my spike but I got to prepare you first. There you go! You look so pretty taking my digit like this.”
* Absolutely talks you through it like he’s not panting and face plate flushed, he looks as wrecked as you do. His digit shallowly thrusting into you, as he holds you up in his free servo keeping you close to his face. His optics flickering between your filthy expressions and the way your body stretches around his finger, sucking him back in as if wanting to keep him there. His engines revs just imagining what you’re going to feel like on his spike.
* His glossa is a bit big but he can still use it and taste you with it, lapping at your leaking heat. Every cry and buck of your hips makes it hard for him to restrain himself, his spike is already achingly hard leaking so much pre-fluid but he holds off as he wants to save his load for when he’s inside you. When you cum the first time he can’t help but moan, just feeling your body clenching around him almost makes him overload.
* “Just one more, okay? I’ll give you my spike if you can just give me one more overload.”
* It’s truthfully to make sure you are relaxed enough for him, he wants you loosened up so you can handle his fat cock. Pushing a second digit in doesn’t help your sensitivity, and it certainly makes it hard for Boulder to not cum so soon.
* When you cum a second time he stays true to his word. Pulling his digits out to lick them clean, moaning over your addicting taste but he keeps moving, lowering you to his spike and grinding against your human valve and pushing in. Boulder is a mess, overloading inside you the second he’s pressed flush, but he does not slow or falter, hips bucking into you as if they have a mind of their own.
* He’s losing his brain module, his circuits are frying but he can’t find it in him to care, not when you’re clinging to him and squealing his name and praise. You’ll be cumming over and over and over again and again on his spike, your greedy hole simply begging for more of his transfluid, which he is more than happy to provide.
Kinda thinking about the other Rescue Bots + cockwarming
Boulder and Chase handle it better than Blades
Heatwave, however, turns it back around on whoever’s cockwarming him and purposefully twitches to tease them
Oh allow me to add more. Gn!reader but could be read as humna reader or cybertronian.
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Warming Chase’s spike is a close encounter, he loves how close and intimate it feels, he loves having your warm wet heat snuggly around his spike while he reads manuals or works on reports. He has a will of steel and does not easily cave to feeling your valve clenching around him, even if it makes his spike twitch and leak pre-fluid he does not move.
Chase would place a servo on your hip to get you to hold still, to stop you from moving while he focuses on what he’s going.
“I quite enjoy this ‘spike warming’ activity, being connected to you in such a…lewd way feels intoxicating.”
Chase loves it almost as much as he loves interfacing with you, you might have to work hard to get him to finally fuck you when he’s so contact sitting inside you. You’re going to have to plead your case and plead it loudly, whining his name, arching your back, cry for him to fuck you, that is if you want him to move at all.
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Boulder is another one who loves the closeness spike warming provides! However, unlike the others he caves very quickly, how can he not when your valve is clenching around him trying to milk him of all his transfluid? Boulder lasts a long time though, adoring all of this as he kisses your neck, your shoulders, whispering how much he loves you in your ears. It’s easy to hear how much this effects him, each ex-vent growing heavier and heavier, his internal fans growing louder as he tries to cool himself off.
But you feel so good, too good! He wants to stay still and cuddle just like this but his spike is throbbing, his valve is leaking, he needs to overload so badly!
“Ah…haa…oh-oh primus I’m sorry I can’t- frag! Don’t clench like that or I’ll- ohhh..!!”
His large servos on your hips lifting you up and dropping your down. Drool leaking from his intake and his optics bright, taking in every move of your body. Boulder loves you so much, he also loves how you cry out for him, clinging to him, and asking him for more of his thick spike, which he is more than happy to give you! He can never deny you.
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Now Heatwave is just mean warming his spike is a punishment for you. Heatwave is a menace for your tight valve but he also doesn’t care for any sass or attitude you snd his way, and what better way to make you behave than sitting you on his spike? You get to feel how deep he is, feel every throb of his shaft, feel his pre-fluid leaking into you, and you can do nothing about it. You can try to move, try to grind down on his spike, but he will just hold your hips still with one big servo.
You whine and beg for him, trying so hard to squirm and get some sort of pleasure from it but to no avail.
“Maybe you sit there like a good pet and behave, I might consider giving you a treat.”
You try so hard, but Heatwave is a mean girlfriend, he loves making it difficult for you. Biting his dermas as he lowers his free sero to yout clit rubbing it in tight circles that leave you shaking, so close to overlapping- just to stop and not let you cum. If you start begging he will chuckle and mock you for it.
“Aw, can’t handle my spike, sweetspark? You’re the one who was practically asking for this, acting like shareware in front of the others. Someone has to remind you where your place is.”
So mean, he could do this all day and all night, when it comes to bullying your pretty valve he has the patience of a saint, just to have you crying and begging him to move and properly fuck you.
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.
You are doing GODS WORK!! Omg your rescue bots stuff?? My crops? Watered. Skin? Clear. Heart? Full of love. The sky?? Filled with sunshine. My world now?? Full of whimsy and joy and sparkles
Rescue bots was one of my favourite shows growing it, it was one of the first transformers related things I watched and kick started me into watching even more transformers content! Just wanna say your work is ADORABLE!!
If it’s okay could you write Boulder reacting to a drunk s/o like you did for the other bots?? Boulder has become one of my favs since I’ve gotten older (next to Blades who was my childhood fav!)
I absolutely can ^^! I love these dorks so much
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A celebration for Graham was in order for passing a rather difficult test and soon he can become the island’s main engineer! It was a down low celebration, a few party games, some movies, and so much food even if it was just the Burns family and you eating, but that didn’t stop Charlie from making enough to feed everyone plus left overs. Drinks were served in moderation and kept out of reach, but it seems you didn’t get the memo, not that Boulder is complaining he finds your state off human high grade to be adorable! He didn’t expect this, truly, then again neither was anyone else, but you aren’t causing problems or being loud, you seem just more mellow, your reaction time has slowed but he’s never had you be so affectionate.
“Like a cat to its favorite person.” Is how Dani put it with how you were lounging across Boulder’s chassis.
It makes Boulder chuckle as he looks down to meet your eyes, you’re staring up at him with such a smitten look, your cheek pressed firmly into his chassis, but your eyes never leave his face plate. You’re being held securely in place by his servos, just to make sure you don’t fall and have a stable foundation. But you seem more focused on him, sighing dreamily every time he talks, giggling every time he looks at you, you truly are the pure definition of in love, it makes Boulder’s spark thrum. You are affectionate with him, but you aren’t so open like this especially with others around like this, at most a few kisses and sitting on his shoulder is just fine for you.
He wishes he could get a picture so he can savor this moment, maybe even paint it! He wonders if you’d like that, though he might so he can surprise you with it during your spark bonding ceremony, oh he has so many ideas now he feels just as giddy as you do. Boulder blinks feeling your lips messily kiss his chassis, making a deep chuckle rumble from him.
“Do you need something, sweetpea?”
“Mm….no, just you.”
Boulder can barely bite back the squeal he can feel bubbling in his throat, you’re just so cute! You sound so sleepy, you look tired too, but your eyes shine in the warm low lights of the party making them practically sparkle as you gaze at him so lovingly.
“Just me?” He tilts his helm, smile threatening to split his face in two with his wide it is.
You whine pitifully, squirming in his hold and trying to move upward but he doesn’t let go, his servos still snuggly around you as he tries to soothe you but nothing works.
“Booouuulder, I wanna kiss.” You whine, stretching your arms up trying to grab a hold of him for leverage.
The green Bot in questions tilts his helm up, thanking Primus for the most adorable and sweetest partner he could have ever asked for, before he raises you up, bringing you optic level with him. He melts as you light up, smiling so pretty as you clumsily lean against his face plate as you begin to lavish him in kisses, each with an exaggerated ‘mwah!’ For every kiss you give him. Boulder can feel his cheeks burning blue, as he hunkers down where he stands, now sitting down so he can fully enjoy your affection.
You have his engine rumbling loudly in a nice purr as he ex-vents, his and whirling just as loud to try and cool himself down as your praise goes right to his spark, he might just offline on the spot if you continue, much to the chagrin of the poor fools you two call friends who are forced to watch such a sappy display.
