#transformers headcannon

[graceofagodswrath]

Transformers x HASO Headcannons | Part 2

Back on my Transformers kick and it’s making me depressed about the realism behind humans being helpless and tiny. I also went over this in my first set of Transformers headcannons as a reply, so this is me expanding on a lot of those points.

My main focus is that if humans were the average size of other sentient beings in the Transformers universe, we would finally be taken a little bit seriously. Cue ridiculous research into humans' actual strengths.

Transformers are coming to understand our evolutionary path. Because we’re so small, it’s easily overlooked that humans are still predators. We hunt, we kill, and we’re violent. If we don’t have someone to hate as a unified group, we turn on ourselves.

But specifically, we’re pursuit predators. Our endurance and stamina is what makes us deadly. Our main hunting strategy back in the cave and hut days was literally to just walk after an animal for days on end until it either gave up or dropped dead from exhaustion. We can go miles without tiring (when trained properly).

As long as we have water, we can last a month without food. The longest someone ever fasted was for 382 days (look up Agnus Barbieri), and that was with the bare essentials of liquids and vitamins. No solid food.

And when we do have to find our own food, anything is game. We will find a way to eat it. Whether poisonous, venomous, tough-skinned, or just a lot of teeth, we will figure out a way to make it a meal. We have the advantage of being omnivores. In a game of survival, outside of predators, we’re top dogs.

While no natural armor sucks, our hairless selves are perfectly adapted to adapting to any environment. We are hella sensitive even to the slightest changes. We can smell weather changes based on moisture in the air, taste anomalies in our food, feel the slightest brush on something on our skin, etc. Our lack of armor allows for easy flexibility most species can only dream of, especially transformers. Getting into tight spots, getting out of tight spots, and moving hella fast is our bread and butter (when motivated lol).

One thing I really find interesting is our prey/predator instinct vs transformers.

Transformers did not evolve (as far as my knowledge goes) with natural predators. They have been through horrific times, from slavery under Quintessons to their own government, but the only really natural evolutionary advantage they have is their technological adaptability. Their ease of learning alien languages is an example. As well as their main transformation ability.

TF One really highlights this (small spoilers). Their planet is shown to be a constantly changing environment, from flat surfaces to rapidly changing cliff faces. Their ability to transform between a vehicle and bipedal form is imperative to quickly adapt to such a fast-paced and even deadly environment. The only predators I can account for are scraplets and spark eaters (there are probably more, but idk them). However, their reaction to this is to pull guns and freak out. They assume their technology and "superior" processes will solve all their problems.

But their cockiness in other environments shows how nonchalant they are about these interactions, and it backfires heavily. The only real threats they see are other transformers and larger sentient species. Plus diseases, but that’s a whole other thing.

Humans on the other hand have had to contend with thousands of predator species over our evolutionary path. It’s only in the last couple hundred years or so that we’ve truly eliminated most of these threats or domesticated them. And when I say eliminate, I mean either mass hunting or learning about said predators to easily deal with them and avoid dangerous situations. Our prey instinct gives us the alertness to deal with imminent threats easier than species that don’t have such a strong experience.

That leads to the big evolutionary advantage of humans - our brains. Even though we’re considered primitive by transformer standards, that’s transformer standards. A race that has existed for ten million years through technological immortality, is also their undoing. Because they have lived for so long, breaking free of long-held traditions is near impossible for their society, which is why their war took place. Without consistent generational death and birth, they are literally stuck in the past.

Humans don’t have that issue - we change with the times because of our short mortality. While not the main influence for the size of our brains, it’s a point I wanted to add to clarify why transformers may struggle to adapt to certain environments versus humans.

Through the consistent stresses we endure because of our vulnerability, we have to consistently think outside the box to survive. To stagnate is death, forward is all we can do. Our brains have developed in such a way that we can comprehend, understand, and innovate with ease. It’s our main calling card. Hell, when there’s no stress we just do that shit for fun (shrimp literally frying rice contraptions for example).

When you combine these talents and we know what the fuck we’re doing, we’re pretty much unstoppable. As long as we’re on an even playing field. Via size. Because let’s be honest, that’s the only reason humans are looked down upon (other than being organic, but if anyone has any other ideas, let em flow).

A personal fav of mine is the idea that if we were the same size as the average transformer, we’d be cryptid level creepy. The way we move, behave, even the way we smile would be unnerving, no matter how similar we look. If anything, the similarities between the average cybertronian and human would probably freak transformers out, seeing their own features reflected in an organic. Noses, eyes, teeth, especially toes.

My personal headcannon is that Transformers would think toes are so weird. Like, what’s the point of having so many extra digits? Cue our climbing abilities and balancing in weird places. Or just closing a drawer or door with a foot. Grabbing something with the dogs. Pull a chimpanzee and let the weird looks fly.

Better yet, our pain tolerance. Sure, we’re squishy and get hurt easily thanks to the lack of armor and exposed skin. But that just builds pain tolerance. We tolerate getting picked up and thrown around by these giant asses so much because it’s what we’re already used to. We teach our children coordination, balance, their physical limits, and so much more through rough play. Its how we learn to become this versatile.

Roughhousing, doing dangerous shit just for fun, our vulnerability makes us used to the pain. It becomes easy to ignore and work through. This leads to the crazy shit about getting stabbed or shot and just walking it off. Imagine a transformer losing their shit over their human getting shot and the humans just like, “damn, feels like when I burnt my hand on the stove” or some shit. Unfazed.

And ANOTHER thing. Our instincts play a big role. That feeling you get when being watched? Or uncanny valley? I have a huge headcannon that humans would not be fooled by holomatter avatars. It would just hit us immediately. Transformers have no instinct to breathe. They probably don’t think about blinking. Their movement would probably be stiff and awkward, used to navigating spaces with more stationary bulk. Sure, they could probably program their avatars to do it, but I get a feeling that you would… get a feeling.

Plus their clothes choices make no sense half of the time (I’m looking at Rodimus, wtf was that getup in swerves arc in MTMTE?? Only Nautica and Swerve looked normal, plus Megatron - without his shoulder-padded trenchcoat).

This was a 2am rant, so if it’s unclear, I apologize. And if anyone wants to clarify or make corrections, please do! Again, I am not up to date on all comics or lore, so I’m probably missing a lot of shit. This is based on my personal feelings, knowledge, and observations.

[fenrirwolfofwar]

Sometimes I think about the Sweeps

All you fucks are male and look the same

I think they have their ways of telling each other apart, but no one else can.

I headcannon that Scourge is slightly larger than his brethren because well, he’s IN CHARGE-

But that’s basically it.

No one else has an damn clue who is who(not that any of the cons care I’m sure)

Maybe little codes stamped on them so higher-ups like Galvatron and Cyclonus know who did the fuck-up and who to punish

[decepticononline]

MTMTE! Megatron x Femme Reader

Warnings: toxic, not a healthy relationship at all, Dom/Sub, hate sex, pet play, choking, spanking, vaginal sex, war crimes, sexual intimidation, the autobot symbol on his chest hasn't changed shit.

Summary: The reader has an unhealthy obsession with Megsy

Requested by: Too many people to tag.

You were a therapist on the Lost Light, but you definitely weren't an ambassador. It wasn't your job to make sure the Decepticons aboard feel welcome, nonetheless Megatron. If you could press a tiny red button and kill every Decepticon while simultaneously taking your own life you would do it. That's how much you hated them. You are far too young to even fight in the war but you still felt the woes and damage of it.

Every con on the ship should be thankful that you weren't a mech because you'd strip the very metal attached to their structures off, and no-one would be able to stop you or contain your rage. You'd save Megatron for last honestly just to kill him off even slower than the rest to make sure he felt it.

So it did nothing but piss you off when Ultra Magnus suggested that Ex-Lord Megatron's therapy sessions were being switched from Rung and over to you. You spent at least three earth hours cycling through all the information you had on him within your datapads and compiling it. All his war crimes, rapes, murders, and any other violent transgressions he committed or incited against Cybertron and its population.

Many of your testimonials and excerpts were interviews with victims or just plain confessions from the mech himself. The things he confessed to having taken part in or witnessed never failed to make you feel like you needed to purge your tank. When you finished putting everything together you forwarded all your data to Rung, Ultra Magnus, and Rodimus Prime and told all three that you were uncomfortable you even threatened to resign and revoke your status from the ship.

The only mech that paid you any mind about this was Rung. After having a conversation with him through the comms he expressed to you that he didn't believe it was sane for them to assign a femme therapist to Megatron. As concerned and upset about this situation as he was he made sure to break it to you that there was nothing he could do especially since Megatron's sessions would begin the very next cycle.

You ended up waking up from stasis that next cycle and you decided you were going to brace it helm-on. You were going to perform your duties and show everyone else that you weren't afraid of him. While you weren't scared you just hated the very sin of his protoform and wished you could push your sharp digits directly into his red optics and penetrate them. There was no way you were going to lie and act as if you've never fantasized about murdering him before, not after everything he's done, and no one can blame you for that either.

Your first session with the mech drained you horribly of your own sanity, the mind games he played with you made you feel like your processors were spiraling. Rung had warned you about this, but even then nothing could prepare you for the actual games themselves.

Megatron had sat before you explained to you that he was focused on rehabilitating himself and looking to repent, while he said that you could see in his optics that clearly wasn't true but you still had to type it down into your datapad. Everyone else on the ship had seen a new reformed version of the ex-warlord but only you and Rung could spot the differences that screamed that this was all a facade. This was still the same Megatron that murdered thousands when he sieged Iacon, his faction changed but not his processors.

Just from sitting down with him in a sectioned off habsuite where you usually did your sessions made you feel uneasy. There were monitors processing a recording of his therapy session but that didn't make you feel any better at all. With every question he answered the more you just began to have the graphic images of the atrocities of his crimes play within your processors.

"There's nothing I want more at the moment than to feel like I'm forgiven by everyone."

You felt yourself glitch when he said that. His mannerisms already expressed to you that he could care less about forgiveness. If you had to make a hypothesis your idea would be he's bored and tired of fighting on the opposition. He's getting old and he can't keep doing this, he's probably decided that it just isn't fun anymore since Optimus Prime has been MIA.

When the session concluded it felt like you could actually vent clearly again. He gave you a farewell and leaned down and brought your servo to his dermas for a kiss of his gratitude for helping him on the road to becoming a better version of himself. The fact he felt like he could just do that without permission infuriated you and he gave you a fanged smile as if he knew he struck a nerve wire with that gesture.

The next five sessions he spent trying to reel you in and make you feel comfortable around him. He asked you questions about what you did when you weren't giving therapy sessions or what you would like to do when Cybertron was rebuilt. You answered every question of his with incredibly vague responses. He seemed to think it was funny that you didn't like to reveal much information about yourself.

"I don't believe it's all that fair if you know every little thing about me but I just can't take a peek in on what you're thinking in that pretty little helm of yours, am I right?"

Of course he's right, he's always right. You opened up that you'd never met your actual creator or sire due to them being offline while fighting against a 'con led attack on an Autobot safe haven. He immediately apologized about the damages and asked you if you'd like to talk about it and you declined. Why should you have to lift his ego up and remind him of the things he's done? So he can go to his quarters and overload to it? No, you're not giving any ego strokes to anyone this cycle.

The next sessions after that he spent time breaking you down even further. The tenth session was the one you had to miss due to spending the entire day cycle in your quarters going over your data archives about him. That's when you both knew that he was winning this game and there was absolutely nothing you could do about it.

You showed up to the next session functioning only on a few klicks of stasis and it was showing. He told you that your optics were dimmer than the beautiful blue hue they always were and asked if you were recharging well at night. You politely informed him that you were, considering the antics going on aboard the ship but you both knew that was a lie.

He asked for the session to be concluded early as he had a meeting with Ultra Magnus and Rodimus about what they were going to do with a few rogue decepticon prisoners they recently found at an autobot owned arsenal on the last planet they docked at. Knowing that today's session was ending early gave you the motivation you needed to deal with his mind games until the time was up.

That night you got a comm message from Rodimus explaining that both Decepticon prisoners became violent and unruly upon seeing Megatron and the mech ended up executing both of them. It wasn't like you to hate a blessing in disguise as that's two less cons around but their ex-leader still walked the halls of the ship unsupervised.

If there was anything you could do to prevent the situation you were in now you would have done it a long time ago, you could've; turned in your e-license, terminated your Lost Light ID Chip, and just escaped off to the next planet, just anything to avoid it getting to this point. After your twentieth session with Megatron, he had officially won this game you two were playing. You started to smile at him when he would give you compliments, even laugh at some of his jokes. You even spent time with him outside of sessions amongst the ship to the dismay of everyone else.

You had a polite conversation with him at the energon dispenser in the lounge room in front of the other crew members and they all looked in awe and shock. Rung had pulled you to the side later that day  cycle to ask if everything was alright and you simply smiled widely and told him that Megatron's therapy sessions were going great. The mech looked at you with concern but decided not to question you any further.

After all that, here you finally were now, down on your knee plates facing the far end corner of the metal wall. You had a pair of stasis cuffs around your servos as you sat there quietly. You were on timeout of course, a punishment he decided was fit for you since you wanted to misbehave today. There was a heated conversation today between you two about the 'Overlord' situation at hand and you got frustrated and walked off only to be yanked back by him immediately and yelled at in front of everyone.

You should have expected this would have been the consequence considering the size difference between you two. There was no way you were just going to walk off from him without his immediate reaction. Even if you would have ran he would have caught up to you with a mere stride.

The stasis cuffs were tightened so tightly to the point they felt like they were restricting your energon flow. He sat in a chair beside you speaking diligently to Ultra Magnus through a comm transmission. He was expressing his concerns about the Phase Sixer problem as well as the issue of the DJD possibly lurking around in pursuit of Overlord. He told you to sit there quietly and he'd deal with you after he dealt with Ultra Magnus.

You heard them both bid each other a good evening and felt your vents start to get heavier as you awaited your persecution.

"Was there a reason for you to behave in such a way earlier?"

You shook your helm 'no' and froze when you heard him growl.

"I'd like you to use your words."

"No."

You heard the familiar sequence of sounds from his interface panel releasing and then dropping to the floor.

"Turn around."

You turned around to face him and the look of disappointment on his faceplate made you whimper. You hated when he was upset like this. You felt like any sudden movement and he could hurt you like he's done to many others before you. Your optics looked down to his pressurized spike and you winced.

"I'm s-sorry."

"Show me then."

With your servos still restrained behind your back-strut you moved forward on your knee plates to him and opened up your oral receptor just to slide your glossa along his length. His spike twitched and you continued to use your glossa to swirl circles along it before taking him in and bobbing your helm up and down slowly. You kept the pace simple in case he decided to instruct you to do something else.

You've done this so many times for him, consensual or not, that you've learned just exactly what he enjoys. You paused for a moment just to let your fanged denta graze gently along his spike. You then nibbled down just enough to cause him to groan.

You felt his servo grab the back of your helm and urge you to take more of his length in and you did. The slick of your oral receptor's lubrication mixed with the taste of his pre-overload made you purr. Sitting still in front of him while doing this was beginning to become a challenge, as your interface panel heated up and your leg as struts shuddered with anticipation.

He was never gentle with you but you've come to appreciate his roughness and the way he treated you like an interface toy. Whenever he used your valve during one of his moods it was clear you were going to need to call out from therapy sessions the next cycle. You weren't going to drop your panel unless he gave you permission to so for now you've decided to suffer with the intense heat.

"Not that you're not doing a delightful job here, but I'd like to take the reigns for a moment."

You raised an optics ridge before he pushed your helm down further onto him until your faceplate became flush with his frame. He held you in place with a firm enough grip to give you a helm-ache before lifting himself up to thrust roughly into your oral receptor. With every thrust, your faceplate painfully slammed against his frame and you just knew your muffled groans sounded pathetic. However, pathetic was just exactly what he liked, he broke you down so easily from his enemy to his frag toy.

You fell over backwards when he finally let go of you and yelped. The walls on this ship weren't particularly thin but it's certainly possible at least a few people heard you make that noise. It wouldn't be anything they haven't already heard from the previous times you've gotten noisy while pinned beneath him. He yanked you up by your shoulder-plates just to politely motion for you to get on top of the metal table beside you.

Megatron had a habit of interfacing you on anything that was available, he's used you against doors, tables, your own therapy session desk, an energon dispenser, and just anything that gave him easy access to your frame. While you were on the table you felt his servo close around your neck cabling and your venting intake halted with a whirr.

Your optics flickered signaling you needed to vent and he only squeezed harder. You were waiting for him to tell you to drop your interface panel but he stripped it off your frame anyways.

You would have let your servos wrap around his own to tell him you needed desperately to vent but they were restrained underneath your back-strut by the stasis cuffs. You gave him a concerned look and only then did he slightly ease the pressure around your neck cabling, it was just enough for you to vent but not comfortably.

He never warned you before he pushed his spike into your valve and your reaction was always the same whine. You were just grateful this time you were actually slick enough and well lubricated so he didn't tear your walls open. His thrusts were unwavering as you laid there and just occasionally let your hip struts meet his for more friction against your outer node.

When you felt like you were getting close to an overload you dug your claws into your back-strut enough to draw fluid to let the pain overcome the pleasure. This was a punishment and you knew the rules for punishments, you weren't allowed to overload, you were only to just accept whatever fragging he was going to give you no matter how forceful it was.

"You just never learn, do you? I'm beginning to think you like to see me angry."

You felt a sharp pain when his free servo came in contact with the left side of your aft.

"- I just knew you were mine to take when I first met you. I could see how broken and lonely you were."

Your frame arched when you got close enough to overloading and another sharp sting hit.

"...You're so young and already so damaged."

The grip on your neck cabling got tighter and his thrusting gained a more intense rhythm.

"You're the only one I've ever met who could see the darkness and fire within my optics and wanted to play with it. And you just play with it so well don't you?"

You couldn't help but give him a smile and let out a choked giggle. He was always right, wasn't he?

[red-shift-217]

whenever rodimus cooks with Drift they both just scream sing:

"WHEEEEEN THE MOON HITS YOUR EYE LIKE A BIG PIZZA PIE AMOREEEEE~~~"

[primergon]

Hello i was wondering if i can request an TFP match up! ☺️

Im a ENFP, female, 5’5 and a scorpio

i go by she/her they/them im very talkative and interactive with people even with people i don’t really know im very good at starting conversations.

personality wise, i’m very kind and caring but i get irritated/angry very easily if poked the wrong way, i’m very ditsy and say stuff i never meant to say which cause issues, also very dramatic at certain stuff like shows and things i enjoy, im also very curious about things and i’m always try to learn more about people.

things i love are; cats and dogs, Drawing, doing makeup, drawing and writing for my friends, i also love coffee.

i get very clingy with my friends i enjoy hugging and hand holding (platonically). i also curse a lot when i don’t mean to. i try my best and help people around me but never really take care of my own mental health issues.

A/N: Hello anon, hope you are well! Thanks for sending your ask <3 I am indecisive so I think I'll pair you up with TFP Ratchet and Shockwave!

TFP RATCHET

01| Although Ratchet is more quiet and reserved personality-wise, he is attracted to your playful and lively nature. You insisted on befriending him, your outgoing nature leading you to start conversations with Ratchet. Even if he initially showed no interest in returning the gesture, he started to warm up to you. The doctor finds himself missing you, catching himself disturbed by the silence. Your chatter would usually keep him occupied, a background noise he enjoys to listen and engage with during work. Ratchet would nag you whenever you don't visit often ( he says he's worried that the location of this base may be compromised but everyone knows it's because he wants you to keep him company. )

02| Ratchet likes how curious you are at everything, he is inquisitive by nature. It warms his heart to see you playing with the children and the animals you pass by on patrol. Your genuine curiosity towards Ratchet's past made him open up to you. He's touched that you were willing to listen to him the same way he listens to you. As much as Ratchet scoffs at your dramatic retelling of the most recent episode of your favorite show, he's actually interested. You were surprised that he remembers every detail. " Don't just end the story there, what happened to your favorite character ?" " Wait, you were listening? So you do care !"

03| Arguments were inevitable, yet they don't happen often. You may share playful banter a handful of times, but serious disagreements were usually avoided through open communication. Both you and Ratchet are more emotionally attuned than others, and you both tend to say things you don't mean in an argument. No one likes to fight with their partners, so you both always make sure to find a solution to it. While Ratchet brings creative solutions and commitment to fixing problems, you offer a more flexible attitude that helps dissolve tension. Ratchet likes how you can make him smile whenever he's in a bad mood.

04| Both you and Ratchet can often forget to take care of yourselves. So you both take it upon yourselves to look out for another. He's not exactly clingy, but he will return gestures of affection when you're both alone. While your cursing may bother Ultra Magnus, Ratchet isn't phased, not when he likes to mutter curses under his breath on a particularly rough day too.

TFP SHOCKWAVE

01| Shockwave isn't completely detached from his emotions as everyone says. Cybetronians aren't robots, they can't just turn off their feelings and conscience. He has only suppressed them to the point of numbness. Yet, this doesn't mean he doesn't feel. He's curious about this growing attraction he has towards you. As cruel as it sounds he initially saw you as an experiment and he didn't notice your presence much. Until he starts hearing laughter from the corridors. He'd catch you chatting with the Vehicons and sharing quips with Knockout. He finds you strange. He finds you intriguing.

02| Shockwave is a logical thinker and prefers to discuss issues by addressing facts; while you generally prefer to address the emotional aspects of an issue. As much as he didn't want to admit it, you complete one another. There is balance in your work, and that is more than enough for Shockwave to start valuing you. Eventually, he doesn't only see you as an equal, but he sees you as someone special to him. It's been a while since he explored anything romantic towards anyone. At times you'd argue because of his bluntness, it would lead to a lot of miscommunication. However, you were more than happy to take the lead. Even if the gesture isn't outwardly noticeable, our scientist is also making efforts.

03| He likes to stare. At first, you think it's creepy, but then you realize he was admiring you. It took you a while to catch on when he doesn't have a face. His glowing red eye may be intimidating, but you don't miss the subtle show of love he has towards you whenever you pick up a stray cat to cuddle it. You weren't allowed to reveal your location to anyone but you were allowed to write letters to your loved ones ( after much convincing on your part. ) So he watches you neatly fold the paper into an envelop to be shipped back home. Shockwave says he's watching to supervise you so you won't compromise the Decepticon cause or reveal any sensitive information on your letters, but you once had caught him longingly hold the paper across his fingers.

04| He doesn't understand why you like to drink so much coffee when it tastes bitter. Yet he knows it makes you productive, so he would ask several Vehicons to fetch you some lattes. It was a funny sight, yet you are always thankful for the delivery after a long day in the lab. Shockwave would hold it out to you gently, making sure that your order is right every time. Your fingers would brush and he'd cradle your palm tenderly. It may be subtle, but coming from Shockwave, it was more than enough.

I hope you enjoy this Anon ! xx

[headcanonsindisguise]

Can you do headcanons for MTMTE Fulcrum with a human s/o?

Ah my boy Fulcrum! This is gonna take a little bit of creativity since I haven't wrote for the boy before.

💀 Fulcrum did not like humans.

💀 At All. Period. Nope. Nopenopenope

💀However he wasn't expecting to find a human like S/O on the Scavengers trip to Earth

💀 The human found him and he was, a little grumpy about the human following him asking question after question

💀 But as time went on with his short stay, he couldn't stop thinking about them. He would find them every day and claim "I didn't know youd be out here today."

💀Misfire would constantly tease Fulcrum and say "So~ You doooo like a human?"

💀 "No! Of course not. Humans are gr-"

💀 "S/O and Fulcrum sitting in a tree! K I S -"

💀 On the last day on Earth, Fulcrum had decided to go and try to find the human and found them..

💀 It took a lot of pride for Fulcrum to finally come to terms and admit he thought the human was just Okay..then good...finally admitted he enjoyed them.

💀 So Fulcrum stayed on Earth and started to bond with them. They would go on picnics in fields while S/O would talk about their hobbies, and they would stargaze in the late evening hours.

💀 He would be very protective over S/O and wouldn't hesitate to squish on a human [S/O would try and stop them]

[fandomsaremykryponite]

The idea that pre-war/pre-revolutionary Megatron being an absolute awkward adorable dork was the best thing ever made canon and you can claw this out of my cold dead hands

[gearsofbellona]

Transformers headcannon:

older cybertronains have affectionately named younger cybertronians “automatics”. younger cybertronians affectionately call older cybertronians “stick shifts” in return. from this you get sentences like “i’m not sure you automatics are old enough to understand” or “Stick shifts always complain about how we do things”. it can also be used positively address someone older or younger like “hey stick shift, wanna race?” or “you know, you’re not a bad automatic”