Compared to how much human language and Cybertronian are different from other, they would never guess one day their human would come to them and use some keyboard device to talk to them. (Like how rocky talk to grace on the ship lol)
Human: *start typing* [ Greetings fellow bot. ]
Bots: !??!!! You can talk Cybertronian now?!
Human: *clicking sound* [ Yes, how are you today? ]
Bots: Fine…Great actually—, wow you really speak our language…this is incredible!
Human: [ device still in developing]
Human: [ want to know bot’s name ]
Bots: but aren’t you already know my name?
Human: [ in cybertronian not earth language ]
Bots: OH— okay it’s (…).
Human: *typing* [ -— -—? ]
Bots: YES! I’m so proud of you! Good human!
Human: [ proud happy thank you ]
Bots: *mutter* Primus…this is the best day of my life.
I’m sure this is a very common take, but I haven’t had any motivation to write fandom stuff lately, so I wanted to get this little bit down while I had the inspiration
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Being the human partner of a Cybertronian, any Cybertronian really, and turning this huge, hulking, intimidating bot into a giant mechanical cat with some gentle touches, some kisses, and sweet words. Standing on your bot’s shoulder, gently stroking a hand over their cheekplate, and listening to that earthshaking rumble of their engine as they purr. Your bot gently nudging you with their cheek or nose when you stop, silently insisting the continued touch and affectionate words. Your bot mass displacing and crawling into your bed, arranging pillows on your lap before laying their head down and promptly falling into a well deserved recharge. (Let’s pretend that they wouldn’t shatter the bed frame just by putting a little weight on it, lmao-) Your bot trying to teach you chirolinguistics, not realizing that you don’t have the same kinds of sensors in your palm as they do, leaving you incredibly confused. Your bot relishing in the tiny flickers of unabashed emotion they get from your very weak organic EM field. Singing softly to your bot, only for them to croon one of their favorite Cybertronian tunes right back, and the both of you giggling over just how vastly different your music is from each other’s. Your bot trying to teach you the Cybertronian language, and you trying to teach them about human art/literature/philosophy/etc. You and your bot being soft and cute and fluffy. Send tweet 🏃♀️💨
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I hope you don’t mind me tagging you, but you’re the one who motivated me to get back into writing!!! This lil drabble certainly isn’t my best work, but it’s the most I’ve done in awhile, haha @revelboo
Yandere Wheeljack please 👉👈, mah boy needs more love. (I just know he loves harddddd)
wheeljackk... jackieeee !! chose TFP bc it was my first introduction to him heheh<3 💚 and ngl i kinda like the way this turned out, and yes he'd be one to love hard- he doesn't like anyone else bossing him around but he rlly doesn't mind your scolding, might just even more obsessed since you're so caring..
could we maybe get the rest if the fetish headcanons for the bots?? Particularly Knock Out and Breakdown?? I defiantly don't have a bias for them or anything 👀
Look at this man and tell me he doesn't like to deprive you of your senses. His servos are careful as he wraps you tightly in a rope, putting your arms behind you, covering your eyes with a cloth, shutting you up with a gag and plugging your ears with earplugs. You were there, so vulnerable to him, wet and at his total mercy. It was an image as valuable as the highest quality energon, and he was definitely going to keep it in his processor.
He liked the vulnerability, generating that delicious anticipation in you about what he would do and the fact that you could do nothing against him. Her flat servos would run up and down your body with provocative rubs, touching the sensitive parts you liked until they inserted themselves into your little hole. Of course he wasn't going to miss saving that delicious image forever on his processor, so he makes sure to record each and every long lovemaking session.
His favorite position is any position where you are totally exposed for him, being able to record your face and your delicate parts receiving him was something he was not going to miss. His shaft is kind of weird, long and movable to his liking, which he takes advantage of to touch all the sensitive parts inside you. You are totally at his mercy, and you couldn't do much against it but enjoy it.
His rhythm is fast, controlled and constant, his movements are not confused. If you have strong, from time to time, through the thick mask, you can hear a small , almost non-existent moan of pleasure.
If you are lucky.
- WHEELJACK :
Semi-exhibitionism
Exposure Kink
Wheeljack definitely likes risky things, and what's more risky than a little exhibition? The thrill of being caught at any moment increases his excitement by 120%. He'll do it anywhere if possible, but he's a little more inclined to open places, like a big field or a deserted park. But of course it's not always, it can go from an abandoned alley to the roof of a house at night.
It makes it even funnier that it never uses its holoform, so if any innocent person comes across you in the middle of a walk in the woods, they will only see a two-meter robot fucking a person against a tree. Contrary to what you would think, he likes to be loud, quiet enough to not be so obvious, but he won't shut you up.
It's not that he's looking to expose you to the whole world, of course not. But risk is a delicious pleasure, doing it in nature, in unusual places, makes it special for him. His servos run over your cold body delicately, warming his servos against your belly as his shaft penetrates you. The city lights faintly envelop you, sometimes it scares you, but you know you are safe with him. Still, you cling to him with all your might, after all they were who knows how many feet above a thick old tree he decided to target.
If you wish, Wheeljack will happily prepare the ship when you want a quieter, more intimate encounter, he doesn't bother with your preferences at all. He's not an idiot, he won't force you to go to open places.
- RATCHET :
Praise Kink
Submission
Well, you and I both know that Ratchet is just a bitter old war-hardened doctor. Every day after dealing with the team and the kids, he definitely needs a couple of compliments to lift his spirits. Flatter his armor, flatter his valve, flatter his beak! With that you'll soon have him hard and ready for you. Of course, he also loves to adore you, your little body so soft and accessible to him, so deliciously tight. You two will be on a cloud of adoration throughout the whole activity, how cheesy.
Ratchet has enough of the day-to-day on base, sometimes he's the one who gets stressed out over little things himself, so he's moderately willing to tame his partner if necessary. He really likes submission, because oh, you look so pretty under him, so obedient, so calm. His servos run over your body with surgical precision, grazing your nipples all the way to your clitoris.
Your submission means his dominance, and dominance means he is in control, that pleases him. If you're not willing to be tamed, chances are you will be the one dominating. Do all the work and let him relax in bed, he is also someone rarely willing to obey you.
- SMOKESCREEN :
Roleplay
Neophilia
Smokescreen is young and energetic, he loves to try new things all the time. He's quite interested in sexual play and exploration, and why not try it with you? He lives for experiences and for you.
Outdoors? Sure, why not, even if he might not like it later because of the cold and discomfort; BDSM? Of course it is an option; Toys? Of course it is; Anal? Impossible not to; Threesome? I might consider it if you agree. Every night of pleasure is a new position he looked up on the internet, he even has a list to cross them off. Sometimes he is even too risky, sneaking into Optimus Prime's room to do it on his floor, since he doesn't dare use his berth.
He especially likes to roleplay, there are so many scenarios, so many ideas. Human or cybertronian, he wants to play with each of them. He is a high command soldier while you are just a rookie, of course he is. You are his college professor and he is your student, he's more than willing. After having the opportunity to be a Prime, he plays with that most of the time. He doesn't regret his desition, but come on, really who is going to get over that so fast?
He has no favorite position, they are all exquisite! He really enjoys you in any way possible. He has average stamina, but have several rounds regardless, you end up full of transfluid and exhausted by the end of the night.
- MEGATRON :
Bite Kink
Megatron is a crazy tyrant, with quite a few mental problems, to be honest. He is terribly possessive of you, you are so weak and helpless, little girl, vulnerable against any Con on the ship. He has lost too many things in the war, he is not going to lose you now for any stupid mistake, he has to protect you, everyone must know, you are his, in every aspect, from body and soul. Therefore, he loves to mark you, let everyone see that hideous mark on your neck, it's a pleasure for him!
Sex with Megatron is always going to end in blood, even if he tries to be gentle with you. His claws are too sharp, every part of his body is a danger to you. But it's not such a big deal, as he says, they are marks that you belong to me, and he belongs to you. Likewise, he will always heal you as if you were in intensive care. He is a brute, but when he has time to do something with you, he makes sure to clean his body with dedication, neither you nor he wants any wound to end in mortal infection, you are so fragile!
He loves above all things to bite you, to bite you on your neck, on your arms, on your sides, on your hips, on your thighs, even on your ass. Seeing the love marks, the signature that you are his, turns him on too much; it's enough to make him hard in seconds, enough to want to stick himself in that little hole of yours.
His favorite position is when you're underneath him, seeing every part of your little being is something he very rarely misses. He has total power over you, sometimes you can ride him, but he will absolutely control your every move. His servos dig into your hips as he makes you ride up and down on his thick shaft, watching your pussy stretch to receive him.
After each little lovemaking session, he disinfects and treats the bites he leaves all over your body. He has shark teeth, it's painful and a little dangerous, but he has enough control not to rip off a shoulder in the process. He doesn't like to cover the most visible ones, if possible, he doesn't do it.
But it is always Knockout's decision, much to his chagrin.
- OPTIMUS PRIME :
Discipline Kink
Cum Kink
Optimus imposes discipline and obedience by himself, but he likes to impose it on you much more. Treat him badly, disobey him, misbehave, it's okay, he will be happy to discipline you later in the evening. One little unnecessary fit of rage from you and his spike will already be pressing his panels to let it out. He's a gentle dominant, he's not looking to have power over you, he is just looking to correct, (in his words). Because, well, it's unacceptable behavior and he cannot let it go, but you are not one of his soldiers either, so.... Use another method.
As long as it's "disciplinary," he will do it. He especially loves it when you are physical with him, hit him, slap him, kick him, even if you try to rip off some of his parts he won't suffer much damage. In the face of that, his discipline is also physical, mainly whipping you with his servos in any sensitive area, like your thighs, butt or your sex, saying something like "your violent behavior needs to be corrected."
Other times he strips you naked and restrains you with straps and tapes in a humiliating or exposed position, he will leave you there until "you have thought about what you did" or whenever he feels like it. Other times he forces you to say humiliating things mixed in an apology while you have his spike in your mouth. are you about to cum? oh no, you do not deserve it, so stop touching yourself until it passes.
Filling you with his cum is also something he looks forward to unusually every night. Watching you covered in it is addictive. If he can, he will, which happens almost all the time. He puts vibrators on your clit and removes them when you're on the edge. But he's not so cruel, when he's done with his punishment, he will take you and stick you on his spike. His favorite position is when you have your legs against his shoulders, he will pound you all over and fill you with his transfluid, in, out, in your mouth.
By the end of the night you have to stink of his transfluid no matter what.
- KNOCKOUT :
Medical Play
Mirror Kink
It's no secret that this guy loves to look at himself in the mirror while he fucks you, just look at him, shiny, sexy and absolutely gorgeous, Knockout can't resist himself, he's cocky. Any position, any place, he looks absolutely great! The way his spike goes into you when he's lying down and you ride him, how wonderful. He also likes to look at you, of course, look at that expression of yours as he strokes you deep, how cute, look how you open up so easily to him, he will make you do it if he gets the chance.
Don't think he doesn't use his medical knowledge to torment you, oh no. This crazy guy, to be honest, he can go as far as healing your wounds while playing with you to drugging you with something strange. He knows exactly where to play to do whatever he wants with you.
He is the smart doctor and you are his beautiful patient. He'll examine the places he thinks need to be examined, and of course, he'll have to "cure" them. Painkillers, aphrodisiacs and strange serums will clearly not be lacking, even if some are a surprise to you.
In spite of everything, he is willing for you to experiment with him, touch him, drive him crazy, what a pleasure! He really likes to do it in the infirmary, on the stretcher, on the floor, it's exciting. Everything gets stained with transfluid and your own fluids.
It will depend on which of you two will be dead at the end of the night to know who will sterilize the room again.
- BREAKDOWN :
Overstimulation
Shy Domination
He likes to over stimulate and over stimulate, you two are a mess. It's not a problem for him to use toys, especially vibrators, he uses them on you and himself. His fingers are thick, he uses them to masturbate you and not let you come until you are crying and begging for him to let you come. Then, of course, he loves it even more when you play with him, making him overload until he can't take it anymore.
When his spike is ramming into you, he never stops, his rhythm is steady and relentless, but with no intention of hurting you. He is a gentle fool, too afraid to hurt you, but refuses to always be the dominated one. He can't touch you too roughly, but he can ram you to the point of leaving his mark on you. How corny. He will keep moving even if he or you have overloaded, no matter if his strokes become clumsy and weak.
He's a sweet talker, he will praise you and stroke you while you cry with pleasure under him, begging him to stop. His favorite position is missionary, of course, classic and comfortable. He touches your thighs, he touches your hips, your face, he loves to watch you. Oh, so tight, so beautiful, your belly looks like a ball at the end of the night, full of his transfluid.
He is in charge of the cleaning, he will clean you gently and to the room, which ends up full of fluids when he finally lets you go. It always reeks of your sweet orgasms and his transfluid, and he somehow manages to make any evidence disappear.
I have a request..I don’t usually ask other writer creators but I’ve been a bit desperate for some idw wheeljack content there’s barely any content of him and I would love to have some more content of wheeljack. A fanfic about reader finding out that her car wasn’t her actual vehicle but a robot disguised as her car she finds this out when she turns on the car one morning to go to work, sounding like a muscle car she freaks out when it talks to her and panicking before passing out now. But they slowly became very good friends and they both have a love interest. I kinda got this from another short fanfic I found but I don’t remember where and I can’t find it. You can whatever you like with this suggestion however you wanna put it.
These are some drawings and made my own wheeljack merch. Anything else in mind I should add to this merch it can be any Autobot or Decepticon..give me any suggestions? I love your writing it’s made me very happy in last few months I’ve been dealing with a lot and your writing is amazing. 🩷🌺 Hope I didn’t ask for too much thank you!
Sure! Wheeljack is my fav and that art is so lovely! I adore the idea of Cybertronians being so sure that they’re nailing it pretending to be normal vehicles while just failing so badly
First Contact
Wheeljack x Reader
• Nursing your coffee, you hit the unlock button on your car and nothing happens. No click of the lock disengaging, but you tug on the handle anyway because you’re not quite awake. Frowning, you try the fob again and there’s the click. Making a mental note to get a new battery for the fob, you slide inside and your sleepy brain stutters at the distinct lack of your little, ceramic coasters with their aggressively optimistic sayings in the cup holders. Trying to remember when you’d taken them out. Because you must have. Except you don’t remember doing it. You’d gotten home from work, microwaved dinner, and fell asleep on the couch watching a new series. But someone cleaned your car since there aren’t any wadded up receipts in the passenger floorboard, either. Is it possible to sleepwalk while cleaning? Is that a thing? Starting the car, your heart goes racing. Because that rumbling, growl of the engine sounds like a lot more ponies than your car has. Weirded all the way out, you gingerly put the car in gear as your skin crawls. And you think of that old show, the Twilight Zone, because everything’s almost the same, but very wrong.
• There’s a human inside him. Knew when he scanned the vehicle and carefully removed the original that it was a very likely possibility, but that hadn’t prepared him for the odd intimacy of it. Of a stranger touching things inside him that have never been handled by anyone. Engine rumbling as your anxious field prickles him, he can feel the weight and warmth of you in his driver’s seat, soft hands on his wheel. Knows this is necessary, that the Decepticons are looking for him and he needs to lay low. Blend in. But it’s eerie.
• Reaching to turn on the radio, all of your presets are just gone and you can’t seem to find anything but static. Scanning for stations as you drive, that uncanny sense of wrongness is growing. Making you want to pull over and get out. Call someone to come get you. But what if no one answers? Maybe this really is like the twilight zone and you’ve woke up somewhere strange. Somewhere almost home, but not. Maybe you’re the only human left. And a song finally comes through the speakers to startle you. She Blinded Me With Science? Changing stations, the song just keeps playing like every channel is on the same agenda and only playing that song.
• Your field is starting to make him uncomfortable. Making him anxious. “This isn’t my car,” you mumble and his engine stutters in surprise. How do you know? He’s an exact replica. Doubling down on pretending to be just an ordinary human vehicle, he can feel your hands trembling on the wheel. “I don’t know what’s going on, but this isn’t my car.” Maybe you can feel his field? Something’s tipping you off, but he can’t figure out what.
• Maybe you’re just crazy. Is that how it happens? You just wake up one morning and you’re insane? Sure that your car isn’t your car, misremembering things, everything feeling off. Wrong. It’s not like someone stole your piece of crap beater, cleaned and suped it up, then put it back. So it’s got to be you. And that stupid song finally ends. Only to start playing again. You’re about to start bawling, eyes burning and breathing growing ragged as a panic attack ramps up. Wanting to pull over and just run screaming away from the car. Just nope out of whatever horror movie insanity is going on.
☆ Spark to Heart — Transformers x Human!Reader Valentine's HCs ☆
Genre: Fluff || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed
A/N: Prompt for all of these is the bots reacting to Reader introducing them to the human Valentine's traditions!
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Autobots:
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Optimus takes the concept very seriously, encouraging his teammates to try and partake in it to respect human customs. He gets very flustered when you give him a present for the holiday, attempting to hide his blush behind his battlemask as he 'professionally' accepts
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Cliffjumper ends up overthinking it a bit. He keeps second-guessing what would be perfect enough. He doesn't want to get something too obvious, but what else is there? What he does rather than a gift is setting up a stargazing date for you both
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Ratchet almost wants to skip the holiday, he doesn't really see the point of it. But when finding out it's a way of showing affection, he subtly picks it up. Gave you a heart-shaped box of little energon cubes. Even if you can't really eat them, the thought alone was touching, especially with how embarrassed he was delivering it
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Jazz immediately sets out to make you a mix of music. He rapid-downloads all the cheesy human love songs he can find. When listening it to you, he tries to sing along to some of them, only knowing about 1/3rd of the words. It's the time with you that matters, especially seeing you laugh at his attempts
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Wheeljack immediately begins building something for you, and spends the next few weeks working through lab explosions. At the end of it, he gives you a custom-made gift— a heart that folds out to reveal a ring that ended up being the perfect bracelet size for you
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Bumblebee takes to the idea immediately, and he snags a bunch of ideas for human customs. You get practically smothered in flowers he grabbed a servofull of out of a field, and he makes sure you have a plush that's of ample side (to him it was rather small, to you it was almost twice your size)
Decepticons:
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Megatron completely brushes off the idea once you tell it to him. A holiday all about love. How cliché, and disgustingly human. And yet, you wake up with a small bundle of roses and a little note waiting for you in the morning, and Megatron just so happened to clear his schedule... just a coincidence, he insists
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Soundwave is rather apathetic to the concept. He barely interacts with bots when it comes to romance, so his approach to humans isn't much different on the surface. On the day of, he has a schedule of hangouts for you to do together all planned out, and a collection of traditional Cybertronian songs for you to listen to
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Starscream absolutely laughs at the notion. That's really something humans dedicate so much time and energy to? So simple, so inane. But... you are free then, right? Because he is, and he supposes there's a spot nearby that would be nice for a lunch. And maybe he picked up a box of those stupid chocolates that are in all the human commercials. Don't look to much into it, he says
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Shockwave looks at it from, of course, a logical view. He tries to think about how societally it makes sense to prioritize those types of relationships, even if he's never really had time for them. He'll also show up day of with a little bowtie and an invitation to dinner for you. It's customary to have a date, and he tells you outright that you were his first pick
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Thundercracker might not see the point, but he's absolutely down to hang out with you. You've been his favorite human since the beginning, why not? He doesn't really know what to do, but any time you make a romantic gesture to him, he flushes in blush and ends up nervously and very gently holding your hand
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Skywarp takes the opportunity to have fun, inviting you out with him the second he knows it's free time off of work. He offers to take you for a flight, out for some pranks, really just anything you want to make the most of the day. At the end he even gives you a gentle kiss atop your head as a thanks for the fun
featuring - Optimus Prime x F!Reader, Bumblebee x F!Reader, Smokescreen x F!Reader, Knock Out x F!Reader, Soundwave x F!Reader, Shockwave x F!Reader, Wheeljack x F!Reader
summary - your Cybertronian partner finds out just what a human woman's period entails.
warnings - none
a/n - Knock Out's takes place when he defects to the Autobots. also, don't fight me, these are based on my experiences and what helps me.
OPTIMUS PRIME - cramps
While he may not fully understand what's going on and what's happening to your body, he is still extremely attentive and supportive. He is there to provide any comfort you need, and will not hesitate to take one of the other humans out to a convenience store if you need anything. He knows when it's that time of the month because he'll walk into base after another mission and see you laying face-down on the couch.
"Are you okay, (Name)?"
An unintelligible grumble from you was the only response, before Miko spoke for you, "Her cramps are bad this month. Really bad."
Optimus looked back at your figure, then reached over the railing to carefully lift you into one of his servos, ever the gentle giant. If there was one thing he did know during this time, it was that you were somewhat appeased by warmth.
"How was the mission?" You finally looked up at him, eyes glassy with tears from the pain.
"I shall tell you all about it when you are warm and comfortable," the Prime replied, taking you to his room in the base and laying on his berth. He lay you on top of him, right over his spark where it was warmest. "Is this better?"
"Mhmm, much," you sighed in relief and satisfaction, curling up on his warm chassis. "Thank you."
"My pleasure," he smiled, happy that your pain was eased, if only slightly. "Today was quiet, no sign of Decepticon activity. We found an empty Energon mine that had been stripped entirely of its contents."
"Aw, man," you empathised, "I hope you guys find some soon. But I welcome a quiet mission, as opposed to you going out and getting hurt."
It warmed his spark to know that even while you were in pain, you still worried about him getting hurt. He knew you cared very much for him and the team, but he was unaware it was to this extent. He carried on with his story, explaining how they had found something more disturbing than an Energon mine filled with cons. You listened intently despite being overwhelmed by pain in your uterus, happy to be distracted by one of his tales. And it always helped that you liked to listen to his deep voice, because it was soothing to hear.
BUMBLEBEE - emotional
Bumblebee knows a bit more than Optimus, but less than he feels he needs to. So a few days before your period, when you exhibit the warning signs, he asks Miko - with Raf as translator - to help him with research on the topic so he's better prepared to help you. He doesn't want to let you know he does this, but you know and you think it's very cute. And sweet.
He knows when you have it, because on your first day you storm into base looking for him and you cling to him like a little koala. He has no complaints of course, until you end up crying into his arm.
Immediately he's concerned, his little beeps translating in your mind to 'are you okay?' Apart from Raf, you were the only human who could understand what he was saying. Neither of you knew why, but it was so convenient and a happy coincidence that you never questioned it.
"Today I saw a duck," you sobbed, "And you know, it reminded me that Jasper doesn't even have ducks because we don't have any lakes and..."
You rambled on and on, tearfully so, while Bumblebee shot Smokescreen a confused look. Your guardian shrugged.
"She's been emotional all day."
The scout turned his attention back on you and held you up, whirring and beeping in concern. You stopped whatever story you had launched into afterwards and looked at him, before your eyes lit up.
"Ice cream? That sounds great!"
Bumblebee beeped and whirred again, telling Smokescreen where you two were going before transforming and driving off with you. He played some of your favourite music, and eventually you calmed down enough to look at birds and not burst into tears.
Once you had your ice cream, he took you on a nice, long scenic drive. The long way back to the base. You relaxed in his passenger seat, happily eating your cold treat.
"Thanks, Bee," you smiled, "I can always count on you."
The scout beeped back that you're very welcome and he'd do anything for you. And he mentally thanked Raf and Miko for telling him that ice cream might be a good idea for mood swings.
SMOKESCREEN - cravings
The newbie is not as great with human beings as he'd like to be. He'd had to learn a lot since coming to earth, and one of those things was to navigate a relationship with a human being. One that was both his girlfriend and his charge. So throw periods into the mix and you have...a very very confused Autobot. He knows absolutely nothing about periods, stemming from his lack of knowledge about the human anatomy.
"So...why don't human guys bleed?"
"SMOKESCREEN!" You protest with a burning face. "You can't just ask that!"
"I...thought it was a valid question?"
You sighed, "Men don't menstruate because they don't have to have babies." At his clueless expression, you added, "They don't have to give life to what you call sparklings."
"Ohhhh..."
He still didn't understand. Nonetheless, he was eager to help. Anything you asked of him, he tripped over himself in his rush to do it. Anything you wanted or needed, he found a way to get for you. Hugs and kisses? Of course! Cuddles? He would never say no to that. He had grown so fond of and attached to you that he was even clingier than you were on your period. But you thought it was sweet.
"So it hurts...here?" The giant mech prodded your uterus, gently.
"Mhm," you nodded, devouring a slab of chocolate Jack had given to Smokescreen to give to you. "Hey, don't poke me!" You smacked his servo away.
"Sorry," his faceplates burned in embarrassment.
He watches you happily munch on your chocolate, amused that such a small thing could appease you when just moments ago you had been screaming at Ratchet for not knowing about female human anatomy.
KNOCK OUT - body pain
Knock Out knew humans were fragile. He's used that against the Autobots multiple times when he was a Decepticon. But now that he's become an Autobot, he has to be extra careful around you, Jack, Miko, Raf, June and Fowler. Especially you. But it seemed that every month you would go into a state where your body hurt for no reason at all, and it wasn't until June explained to Knock Out what you were experiencing that he finally understood.
"(Name)! Are you okay?!" The medic panicked, rushing to your side the moment he heard a pained whimper come from you.
You were trying to roll over on the couch, but sharp pain erupted in your lower back causing you to let out that sound. You looked up at your concerned boyfriend, pretty optics putting you at ease.
"Mhm, just really sore."
Knock Out looked at June in desperation, and the older woman laughed at the fact that he had once kidnapped her and forced her to play a crueler version of hide-and-seek, but now he was desperately seeking her medical advice.
"I'll get some painkillers and water that you can give her," the nurse stood to go retrieve those items.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" He asked you in the meantime. Knock Out hated feeling useless, helpless, which was a side effect of being criticised so often.
"Pick me up?" You suggested.
The bot was more than happy to oblige, lifting you onto his servo with surprising gentleness. You happily laid on your back on the warm metal, sighing contentedly until your head started to hurt.
"Maybe also poke me in the head?"
"What?! I could kill you!"
"That's kind of the idea. My head is already doing that."
"I will not terminate the one good thing I've managed to earn, thank you very much," he insisted, cooling his free servo and pressing a non-lethal part of it to your temple. "That better?"
The pain in your skull receded, and your body relaxed, "Oh, much better. Thank you, Knock Out."
The bot beamed at the grateful response, "You're very welcome!"
June returned with the painkillers and a bottle of water, which Knock Out carefully handed to you with the servo he had used to ease your headache. He watched you intently as you took the medication, before lying back down on his palm.
"Now just hold me."
The former con eagerly obeyed that command, even taking you to his assigned room in the base and laying with you on top of him on his berth. He placed a servo over your smaller frame, practically blanketing you with it. He further eased your pain by slowly running it up and down your back, gently and affectionately caressing you. The mad doctor had truly changed for the better.
SOUNDWAVE - nausea
Soundwave had taken it upon himself to learn about humans when he'd first taken you. So he knew very well what the warning signs of anger, hunger and cramping meant. He was well-equipped to help you, because this bot is hardly ever ill-equipped for anything. He searches the human internet for things he can do to help ease your pain and make this uncomfortable period of time more bearable for you. So you usually find stuff you need and crave during your period already laid out on his berth when the first day comes.
The Decepticon walked into his berth one of those days to see you happily munching away on the snacks he'd gotten Laserbeak to acquire for you. Speaking of the little bird, you were laying atop one of its wings, and Soundwave always liked to see how comfortable you were around it.
But then a weird look came over your face, and you turned a little sickly. The bot worried that the snacks had done something to you, but you just set them down and curled up, breathing in and out deeply. Soundwave was by your side in a second, touching your shoulder in concern.
"I'm-I'm fine," you reassured him. "Sometimes I just get nauseous. And sometimes it's the snacks that I like that cause it. I can't explain it."
The silent Cybertronian nodded to say he understood, before scooping up into one servo and soothingly rubbing your back with the other. Then he handed you a sugary drink he'd also obtained for you, his screen showing you research saying that something sweet and fizzy might help.
You smiled at him and took the drink, taking a few sips and finding that he was right, "Thank you, Soundwave. I can always rely on you."
His screen showed something else now, a bright red heart. Your cheeks heated up, and your smile became flustered at the gesture. Despite being committed to not speaking at all, he could be expressive and sweet when he wanted to be. His actions always told you more than his screen did, though.
SHOCKWAVE - bodily insecurity/bloating
Like Knock Out and Ratchet, Shockwave is scientifically and biologically knowledgable. He's an expert in all things physical and mental. Unfortunately, he spent so much time on a dead Cybertron that he was completely helpless when he first got attached to you on earth. Fortunately, he was a quick learner and very studious. Meaning he found out pretty quickly what he was meant to do during a time like this. Though sometimes, you still confused him.
Like now, when he walked into the room to see you sitting in front of something that mirrored your reflection. You were frowning and poking your midsection, eyes becoming glassy and bottom lip trembling.
"What has happened?" The intimidating Decepticon approached. "Are you hurt?"
"No," you wailed. "I'm getting fatter!"
"..."
Shockwave was, well, shocked. He never thought once that you were a displeasing weight or size, and he would never mind or care if you were picking up weight. But in this case, it was not true.
"Little one, that is a most illogical statement," he picked you up with his one servo. "You are not looking any different."
"Then explain this!" You cried, poking your stomach again.
Once more, Shockwave failed to see the issue, "You are perfect, my little human. There is nothing wrong with you."
"You're just saying that!"
"Have you ever known me to lie?"
"No..."
"Then cease your worrying," he reassured you. "I understand that on your...period, as you humans call it, you may feel bloated. But that does not mean you have increased in size. It is normal, and it will go away."
That was...oddly comforting.
"Thank you, Shockwave. That means a lot coming from you."
"Good. Now stop crying, little one. I have something to show you."
WHEELJACK - anger/frustration
Wheeljack was generally a lot more sensitive and considerate towards you than anyone else on base, but that doesn't mean that he was perfect. There were times when he didn't mean to offend you or incite your fury, but his actions or words that just tumbled out of his mouth left you shaking. He wasn't aware of human periods until Miko told him about them when you'd first started dating him, but he still continued to piss you off.
"WILL YOU STOP FOR ONE SECOND!" You screamed at the Wrecker one day while you were lounging in front of the TV while watching Jack and Raf play video games.
Wheeljack and Bulkhead were lobbing a giant ball of metal around, as they tended to do every other week, and Bumblebee and Smokescreen had been tempted to join. They promptly changed their minds at the sound of your yell and the glare on your face.
"Sweetheart, we're just playing around," Wheeljack responded calmly, shrugging your attitude off. Bulkhead got nervous, though.
"Well could you go play somewhere else?!" You snarled, rubbing your temples. "You're making my headache even worse!" You were usually irritable on your period, so Wheeljack took this as a sign.
He sighed, "Would you stop being such a buzzkill?"
Dead silence. Everyone beside Wheeljack froze up, knowing that was exactly the wrong thing to say to you at this time. Your eyes narrowed, and you stood up so fast your head spun.
"Well if I'm a buzzkill then I'll just leave!" You spat, storming down the stairs while trying not to burst into tears. Both angry and sad.
"Sweetheart, I didn't mean that," the bot immediately regretted his words, spotting your glassy eyes. "Come here."
"Go away!"
He sighed and grabbed you before you could leave the base, "Where are you going to go? There's nothing but dirt outside this base, sweetheart."
"I'd rather walk across the desert than spend more time arguing with you," you grumbled.
"Alright, alright," he relented. "I'm sorry. Can I make it up to you? We'll go sit in my berthroom and I'll project your favourite movie onto the wall."
"...Fine."
Wheeljack was an idiot, and impulsive, but he sure knew how to charm his way back into your good books. He cuddled you and rubbed your uterus for you, getting help from Miko to get you snacks that would keep your temper at bay.
