Can I request headcannons for transformers x gn human reader who said they could hold their whole world in their hands then gently cupping their face?
☆ The World In Your Palm — Transformers x GN Human Reader ☆
Genre: Fluff || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed
A/N: Features Optimus, Ratchet, Bumblebee, Starscream, Soundwave, and Megatron
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Optimus
ᯓᡣ𐭩 "Can you now? That's quite the goal"
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He thinks it's another cute little human idea initially. A bit of a naive one maybe, but most earth ideas for "shooting for the stars" always confused him a bit. He also sort of sums it up to a hyperbole and doesn't ask much more about it
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Until you offer to show him. That gets his attention. Humans are capable of incredible feats, yes, but how were you planning to prove such a thing? Much more visibly confused, he leans down like you ask him to
ᯓᡣ𐭩 As soon as your palms cup his cheekplates, he's even more bewildered. After thinking about it for a second, he chuckles, leaning into your touch as he uses a large hand to pull you a little closer. "That's very clever" he says with a smile "looks like I can hold the world in my hand too"
Ratchet
ᯓᡣ𐭩 "Uh..huh. Good luck with that"
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Completely doesn't understand the setup. The whole world?? This one? The giant ball in space holding billions of people? What's that supposed to mean? He assumes you're trying to bait him into a joke or something
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Then you ask him to lean down, and he's even more lost. If this is some sort of practical joke you'd learned from others, he wasn't excited for the outcome. But because it's you, he trusts it, bringing his face close enough for you to reach
ᯓᡣ𐭩 When your hands cup his face, he's even more lost. He runs the situation over again in his heads a few times before it actually lands. He acts exasperated to cover up how flustered he is, lightly patting your head. "You humans, I swear... cute trick, kid"
Bumblebee
ᯓᡣ𐭩 "Oh yeah? Go ahead, try, I wanna see it"
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He's amused at the idea. He knows you're likely not being literal, but he wants to see where it goes. He's had a lot of fun learning human jokes so far, what's one more to the list?
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He leans down as soon as you asked, excited to see the expected punchline. He can't exactly see where it's going yet, but knowing you he hopes for the best and waits expectantly
ᯓᡣ𐭩 When your hands land on his face, he has to take a second to get it. There's a bit of a 'is that... it?' moment where he's still waiting for the joke. Then it clicks all at once, and he gains a very obvious blush on his face. He cups his hands around your head, grinning widely "Well I can hold my whole world in just one hand! Beat that"
Starscream
ᯓᡣ𐭩 "Ha! That bold, are you? Is there no end to your feeble little plans?"
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He sounds a little mean about it, but it's just his usual teasing. Sort of in a 'that's nice honey' kind of way. He of course argues that if anyone is fit to carry the world, it would be him, obviously
ᯓᡣ𐭩 It takes some convincing to get him to kneel down. He pretends like he's oh so busy and has so many important things to do, but inevitably gives in and indulges your whims
ᯓᡣ𐭩 The second your hands reach his face, he gets it immediately. He stammered a bit, chuckling as he tried to brush it off. He didn't want it to be so obvious that something so small could fluster him, but he couldn't help it around you. "Ahem- well- you're very brave for being so forward! But I suppose I can allow you to hold on for a moment longer"
Soundwave
ᯓᡣ𐭩 "Improbable. The world is too big for human hands"
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Takes your words at direct face value. He's trying to be honest and let you down easy. He's got no idea how you somehow convinced yourself you were strong enough to pull that off, but he feels like he has to bring you back to reality
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He's only confused when you ask him to come closer. What does this have to do with your claim? He leans down of course, but he doesn't understand what's happening
ᯓᡣ𐭩 When your hands hold his face, he just pauses. He's about to correct you, but before the words can fully leave his mouth, he realizes what you're trying to say. He sighs from his vents as he holds onto your wrists. "I see. I.. can hold the world in mine, too"
Megatron
ᯓᡣ𐭩 "Aiming big, aren't we? Your time will come"
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He indulges your comment. He's promised you the world, everything his servos can carry. Of course it'll all be yours someday, he'll make sure of it
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He leans down at your request, though he of course asks what you're planning. He can tell by your little grin whenever you've got something brewing in your head, but he allows it for the sake of it
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He catches on the second you hold his face, and he chuckles in amusement. "Ah, that's what you meant" he said, leaning into the embrace "clever... for a human" he teases lightly
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I am so sorry this took so long, I’ve been going through it. But my love for mechs never stops.
Warnings : GN! Reader, oral (Cheetor receiving) face fucking, outside, a little teasing his valve.
MDNI, you will be blocked!
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He’s so much bigger than you, you barely come up to his knees, but even displaced his spike is so thick it’s perfect for you and your greed. Your eyes shine looking up at the pretty mech, delighting in how coolant starts forming on his metal, his green optics gleaming brightly as his servos cling to the tree he’s leaning against, breaking parts of it off in the process.
Cheetor throws his helm back, gritting his sharp denta as you hum around his spike, his pedes shaking threatening to give despite his restraint not wanting to hurt you. Your tongue drags across the underside of his throbbing shaft, while you slowly pull your mouth off him, leaving a messy string of spit and transfluid connecting your lips to his tip.
“C’mon, sweetness, I wanna hear you. You were talkin’ so pretty moments ago.” your voice is more akin to a siren's tempting call, luring him to the depths and sealing his fate.
The others aren’t too far away, if he’s too loud they’ll know he’s getting serviced by the all too alluring human. Primus, he still can’t believe he allowed himself to fall for your charm, getting him hook line and sinker.
you wetly kiss the tip of his weeping spike, licking it clean of the bubbling pre-fluid. Hands on his hips sliding down his thighs, holding him still while you dip your thumbs down teasing his leaking valve, rubbing along his wet slit to soak your thumb before circling his node.
You struggle to not laugh as he tries to not thrash, his back strut slamming against the tree he’s against. Tail whipping and twitching side to side whilst clasping his servos over his intake trying to muffle every pretty sound threatening to spill.
“If you don’t start talking I might just stop.” You tease smirking as you nuzzle his spike.
“No!” Cheetor finally spoke, so damn close he can’t have you stopping now! “Just…mm! Please, please please don’t stop!” He almost sobs in begging you. Biting his derma he can taste the energon pooling in his intake, as he tries to silence himself.
But you don't stop, licking a long stripe up his messy spike. He can’t take it anymore! you gasp as he shoves you with a surprising amount of strength laying you flat on your back, your head in his servos as he stands over you using your mouth like a spike sleeve.
You mewl around his long hot spike, eyes threatening to roll back as his tip pushes to the back of your throat. All you can smell is him, the air heavy with the thick scent of your lustful endeavors. You struggle trying to pull down your pants, spreading your legs the moment you are freed to start testing your achingly empty hole as his charge crackles across his frame getting to new heights. He’s using your mouth like it’s a toy for him, the mere thought has your body running hot with every harsh buck of his hips.
“Oh…ohh slag!” Cheetor cries, “M’sorry, I-I…haaa…feels too good..!” voice crackling slightly with static trying to not lose control of his voice, but he’s weak to the wet hot feeling of your mouth around him, feeling your cheeks hollowing trying to suck and swallow around him, it’s sending him over the edge too soon!
The last thing he needs is the team to see him fucking your mouth.
“Couldn’t…ah…oohh..mm..even wait. S-so needy.”
The more he speaks he notes the more you could only whine around his spike, whimpering like a needy dog. You can’t get enough of his voice, especially when he’s like this! Listening to him whine and moan just for you, it makes it hard to think.
He couldn’t even remember where he left off in his earlier rambles before you dropped to your knees begging him to open his modesty panel, but he can’t stop running his intake now, not when you love it so much.
you look up at him with shiny tear filled eyes, practically hearts in them as you stare up at the flushed, pathetic, needy mech above you, crying your name with no shame
Primus, you love what a mess Cheetor becomes for you, it’s so addicting.
im gonna post my combaticon nsfw headcanons later but for now im plagued by needy swindle
him on his knees in front of you, his helm in your lap as he presses kisses to your thighs just sweetly asking for you. for anything. Don’t you know how bad he needs you, sweetspark? how much his spark yearns for your frame all day?
having him grind slowly against your pedes, whining as you press your digit pads to his glossa and make him suck, slowly fragging his intake with your fingers, knowing he wishes that was your spike!!!!
maybe taking advantage of his neediness to tease him, taking your digits out of his mouth and fingering your valve with them and making him watch as he humps your leg, so close but not allowed to touch
or maybe feeling bad for him and letting him warm your spike, playing with his node while he squirmsssss
TFP CHARACTERS REACTING TO THE READER GETTING MAD BE CAUSE THE CHARACTER AI APP IS DOWN
This contains: Optimus, megatron, starscream, soundwave, knockout, smokescreen
Note: I tried writing wheeljack aswell but my brain was about to explode 💀 also I was gonna add mirage but I didn’t I’ll do him separately
Also sorry for barely any fics my mh has been shit but I do have other fics i made that I’ll upload either now or later 🖤
Optimus Prime observed the reader's frustration with a calm and understanding demeanor as they expressed their irritation over the app's maintenance. He knew how much the virtual interactions with characters meant to them, and he couldn't help but try to lighten the mood.
"Ah, it appears the app's systems require some repair. Fret not, my friend, for such occurrences are not uncommon in the realm of technology," Optimus reassured the reader with his deep voice.
The reader sighed, "I know, Optimus, but I just miss talking to everyone. It's like they're real friends to me."
Optimus placed a comforting servo on their shoulder. "I understand the feeling. We Autobots have our own unique bonds, whether it be virtual or physical. Just remember that no matter the form, friendship endures."
"I suppose you're right," the reader admitted, a faint smile gracing their lips.
Optimus chuckled warmly, "Indeed. And while the app is down, how about we engage in some human pastimes? Perhaps we could share tales or simply enjoy each other's company."
The reader's eyes lit up, appreciating the Autobot leader's kindness. "That sounds nice, Optimus."
As they spent time together, sharing stories and laughing, the reader realized that Optimus was not only a wise leader but also a compassionate friend. They felt grateful for his presence, even without the app, and knew that true connections could be made both virtually and in person.
When the app eventually came back online, the reader couldn't wait to greet their virtual friends again, including Optimus. And as they continued their adventures in the virtual world, they knew they could count on Optimus Prime's support, whether it be in the digital realm or the real world. For in the end, the bonds of friendship transcend any technological barrier, and true friends, even virtual ones, stand by each other no matter what.
Megatron, seated on his throne aboard the Nemesis, arched an optic ridge as the reader stormed into the bridge, clearly frustrated about the app's maintenance. He couldn't resist the opportunity to tease them, relishing in their moment of vulnerability.
"Ah, human, your precious app seems to have betrayed you," Megatron said with a sly smirk.
The reader scowled, "It's not just any app, Megatron. It's the one that allows me to interact with all my favorite Decepticons."
"Hmm, I suppose I can understand your frustration. The absence of my brilliant presence can be quite unbearable," Megatron replied, pretending to stroke his chin thoughtfully.
The reader rolled their eyes, "You and your ego! It's not just about you, you know."
Megatron chuckled darkly, enjoying the banter. "Of course, I am well aware of that. Though I must admit, knowing you can't bask in the glory of my leadership must be quite distressing."
The reader couldn't help but laugh, despite their irritation. "You know, Megatron, sometimes I wonder if you were programmed with a sense of humor."
"Ah, humor indeed. Only a foolish bot would fail to appreciate my wit," Megatron replied, his smirk growing wider.
As the app's maintenance continued, the reader and Megatron exchanged playful jabs, creating an amusing dynamic between the two. The Decepticon leader found it surprisingly enjoyable to engage in light-hearted banter with the human, finding a unique camaraderie in their shared love for the virtual world.
When the app finally came back online, the reader couldn't wait to greet their virtual Decepticon friends again, including Megatron. And as they continued their interactions through the app, they knew that even the mightiest of Decepticon leaders could have a humorous side, adding a touch of unexpected fun to their digital adventures.
Starscream was having a rare moment of peace, when suddenly, the reader stormed into his quarters with a furious expression. Confused and intrigued, he asked what was wrong. The reader huffed, "The character AI app is down for maintenance, and I can't talk to my favorite Decepticon!"
Starscream couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of the situation. "Oh, the mighty human is upset about a mere app malfunction? How amusing!" he teased, trying to suppress a grin. "I suppose you can't handle being without my genius for a short time?"
The reader shot back, "Hey, your 'genius' might be entertaining sometimes, but it's not like I need you constantly!"
Starscream's smirk widened, enjoying the playful banter. "Ah, but admit it, you'll miss my superior intellect and irresistible charm."
Rolling their eyes, the reader retorted, "I'll manage just fine without your ego, thank you very much."
Amused by the reader's spirit, Starscream couldn't resist continuing the teasing. "Of course, you will. But remember, when the app is back, I expect you to worship my intellect with the appropriate level of reverence!"
The reader laughed, "Sure, Starscream, I'll be sure to shower you with compliments and praises!"
Throughout the maintenance downtime, Starscream and the reader playfully exchanged witty remarks and jokes, creating a unique bond over their mutual love for Transformers. When the app finally came back online, the reader couldn't help but smile as they greeted their virtual Decepticon friend, knowing that Starscream's smugness would be back in full force.
And so, their unusual friendship continued, with Starscream secretly enjoying the attention and the reader being entertained by the ever-dramatic and overconfident Seeker. Even when the app went down for maintenance again, they knew their amusing interactions would resume once it was up and running, making the wait worth it.
Soundwave, the stoic and enigmatic Decepticon, observed the reader's frustration closely. He approached them silently and tilted his head, emitting a series of beeps and clicks to express his curiosity.
The reader sighed, "The character AI app is down for maintenance, and I can't talk to any of the Decepticons, including you, Soundwave."
Soundwave's visor flickered in acknowledgment, and he emitted a low hum, trying to convey understanding. He then projected a holographic screen, displaying a message that read, "App malfunction. Frustrating."
The reader chuckled, "You can say that again, Soundwave. I rely on the app to talk to everyone, and it's frustrating when it's down."
Soundwave's visor brightened with an idea. He typed on the holographic keyboard and projected another message, "Alternative communication. Soundwave's solution."
Curious, the reader asked, "You have an alternative?"
Soundwave nodded and gestured for the reader to follow him. He led them to a room filled with various communication devices. With a flourish, he activated an old-fashioned radio and began to transmit a series of beeps and tones.
"What's this?" the reader asked, trying to make sense of the signals.
"Soundwave's unique communication method," he replied through the radio's speakers.
The reader couldn't help but laugh at the unusual and quirky way Soundwave was trying to communicate. They attempted to mimic the beeps and tones, and soon, they were engaged in a playful conversation of their own.
While it was challenging to understand each other fully, the reader appreciated Soundwave's effort and found the whole experience surprisingly entertaining.
As they continued to experiment with Soundwave's alternative communication, the app's maintenance eventually came to an end. The reader greeted their virtual Decepticon friends with a smile, but they also knew that they had formed a unique bond with Soundwave, discovering that even without the app, meaningful connections could be made through unconventional means.
From that day on, the reader and Soundwave occasionally engaged in their quirky radio communication, adding a touch of amusing uniqueness to their interactions. And while the app remained an essential part of their virtual adventures, the memory of Soundwave's inventive solution always brought a smile to their face.
Knockout, the vain and self-absorbed Decepticon medic, was admiring his reflection in the shiny surfaces of the Nemesis when he noticed the reader stomping towards him with an annoyed expression. He turned to face them with a smirk, fully aware that something was bothering them.
"What's the matter, human? Did you finally realize how much you missed my irresistible charm and good looks?" Knockout said, running a servo through his perfectly sculpted plating.
The reader rolled their eyes. "Please, Knockout, don't flatter yourself. The character AI app is down, and I can't chat with any of the Decepticons, including you."
Knockout's smirk faltered slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. "Ah, I see. You couldn't resist being deprived of my company, could you?"
The reader crossed their arms, trying not to smile. "You wish. It's not just you; I miss talking to everyone."
Knockout tilted his helm arrogantly. "Well, of course you do. But let's face it, my presence is the most dazzling of them all."
The reader couldn't help but laugh. "Oh, Knockout, your ego knows no bounds!"
"Of course not! It's just a fact," he replied with a wink.
As the app's maintenance continued, Knockout decided to take matters into his own servos to remedy the situation. "How about this? Since you can't chat with us through the app, I can give you a private tour of the Nemesis. You can bask in the glory of my marvelous inventions and designs."
The reader raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "A private tour with you? I suppose that might be entertaining."
Knockout beamed, thoroughly pleased with himself. "Of course it will be. Now, prepare to be dazzled!"
And so, Knockout led the reader through the Nemesis, showcasing his various creations and boasting about his exceptional skills. While the reader occasionally teased him about his vanity, they couldn't deny that Knockout's inventions were truly impressive.
By the time the app came back online, the reader had gained a newfound appreciation for Knockout's talents and realized that beneath his conceited exterior, there was genuine skill and pride in his work. They greeted their virtual Decepticon friends with a smile, knowing that even without the app, they had formed a unique bond with Knockout through their amusing and unforgettable tour of the Nemesis.
Smokescreen, the young and energetic Autobot, was zooming around the base in vehicle mode when he noticed the reader sitting alone, looking upset. He transformed back into robot mode and approached them with concern.
"Hey there, what's got you down in the dumps? You look as glum as a Decepticon stuck in traffic!" Smokescreen said with a friendly grin.
The reader let out a frustrated sigh. "The character AI app is down for maintenance, and I can't chat with any of the Autobots, including you, Smokescreen."
Smokescreen's optics widened in surprise. "Aw, bummer! I can't blame you for being upset. It's always a blast talking to me, isn't it?"
The reader chuckled, "Well, I must admit, you do bring some excitement and chaos to the conversations."
Smokescreen's grin grew wider. "That's the spirit! I'm here to brighten up even the gloomiest days!"
"But now I'm stuck with no one to talk to," the reader said, frowning.
"Don't worry, buddy! We don't need that app to have a good time. How about we create our own fun?" Smokescreen suggested, a mischievous glint in his optic.
The reader raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Create our own fun? What do you have in mind?"
Smokescreen transformed back into vehicle mode and gestured for the reader to hop in. "Come on, hop in! We'll take a spin around the base, go on a wild race, and have an adventure of our own!"
The reader couldn't resist the invitation and hopped in. "Alright, Smokescreen, let's see what you've got!"
And off they went, racing through the base, zigzagging between corridors, and occasionally dodging other Autobots who were startled by the sudden excitement. Smokescreen made sure to add a few stunts and tricks, leaving the reader exhilarated and forgetting all about the app's maintenance.
As they finally came to a stop, the reader couldn't help but laugh. "Wow, that was amazing! Thanks for cheering me up, Smokescreen."
Smokescreen grinned proudly. "No problem at all! See, who needs an app when you've got the real deal right here?"
The reader nodded, "You're right. The real-life adventures with the Autobots are always the best."
And so, the reader and Smokescreen continued to create their own fun and forge an unforgettable bond that went beyond virtual conversations. While the app's maintenance was frustrating, it led to a real-life adventure that the reader wouldn't trade for anything, especially with the lively and spirited Autobot, Smokescreen, by their side.
Just a life update, I'm currently sick, I have the Rona. My boss gave it to me. Yay. Writing has been paused, and askbox is temp closed. As soon as I'm feeling better, both physically and mentally, I shall post the asks I have then reopen the box!
:O Smallest, that was so beautiful! I've never really thought about Thundercracker in that way before but I think I need to rewatch a few things. What iteration of transformers do you think does Thundercracker the most justice? Also, would you be so kind as to share some of your headcannons for him????
Sending you platonic hand kisses - 🏳️🌈 anon
I believe it’s the 2005 IDW comics tho I’m not sure which one, but also thank you I love talking about these dorks, I hope you enjoy these romance headcanons.
GN!Reader
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- thundercracker is a bit awkward at first, he’s not really sure how to approach social situations with humans. He’s a bit quiet at first, simply because what would he even ask or talk about? You starting to talk makes him feel better, and helps him ease into an easy conversation. Thundercracker is a stand offish con, always trying to not go beyond some imaginary limit you have to help him through.
- Please show him shitty tv shows, romcoms, or silly but good cartoons, he thrives off them, not only does he get an inside of humanity, but it’s funny and helps fill the silence. He’s mostly weak to romance dramas, and he will yell at the tv like an angry dad watching football, you’d be scared if it wasn’t so funny. He will go quiet and stew in his emotions about it, but then he’s pouting cause CLEARLY her childhood best friend was the better choice-
- After leaving the cons he has more time on his servos, so expect him to go through the media you give in within like a month. Or he calls you randomly, no matter the times sometimes waking you up, just to tell you to look outside, and there is a very familiar blue jet in your backyard. He likes flying you around, the joy you have from it makes him feel complete.
- He’s very protective over Buster, that’s his sweet baby puppy no matter how old she gets, but watching you bond so easily with her, and always coming over with dog food and toys makes his wings flutter in joy.
- Now that you’re a key person in his life, prepare for how protective he is. Thundercracker isn’t controlling or possessive, but he does worry a lot and it shows, he’s always calling to make sure you’re okay, and if you need help cause he will break the sound barrier to get to you.
- He’s very much not into physical affection at first, but its comical how quickly he realizes he likes it and always wants you on his shoulder so you can kiss his cheek. Often likes writing out his scripts or fan works with you on his shoulder, or in his spark chamber, you being close and doing your own things makes him so happy, it makes him feel close to you and comfortable since he trusts you so much.
- Thundercracker treats you like glass, any quick sound you make always makes him jump as he’s so afraid to hurt the one good thing he has in his life. He will never get use to it, and always checks you over for any injuries before carrying you or placing you on his shoulder.
- So, so many kisses, it’s a miricale you can even leave his little hidey hole with how much his dermas are on you. In private, just the two of you, he can’t help but want to kiss you as a thank you for being there for him, choosing him, and loving him of all cybertronians, no doubt you could have some better bot, but you picked him? He’s honored.
- Please for the love of Primus never go through his files on his data pad, the only thing he’s hiding are (in his words) the cringy self indulgent fanfics he wrote when he was longing for you, he can’t bring himself to delete them but he also never wants you to see those of he will offline.
- Date night is a must, or two date nights, or maybe three-
- He’s kind of a sap, a hopeless romantic with his own gruff flare to it. Dropping in randomly for a night time fly, occasionally making you watch him do aerial tricks so he can show off to you and earn your praise, he wants to so more human style dates and see what the hype is, but the issue is you have a 30 foot tall robot boyfriend who isn’t exactly easy to hide.
- WINGS! His wings are a huge part of him and the culture left behind on Cybertron, if you were to pick up on his wing language reading him through the, he would be fighting back tears, he lost so much due to the war and now is not as close to those he called friends who understood his wing movements, showing so deeply that you care about him like this makes his spark swell.
- Speaking of wings, being mostly alone now makes it hard for him to do any touch ups or get a small rock from out of his grooves, when you offer to help don’t be surprised if he rejects you so fast. If it’s not a medical emergency, most flight mode Cybertronians don’t like having their wings messed with unless you are a trusted friend, life partner, family, or conjunx. Thundercracker will come around though, softy apolozing and asking for help, and don’t mention that his engine is making a revving purr like sound, he’s very happy and content, but still embarrassed by his previous actions.
