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randofics · 10 months

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Being able to reach where the bots can't

The men on base couldn't pull something out of Optimus's engine block. It was deep inside, wedged in the cables and framework. Without thinking, you offered to try removing it. They stepped aside, and you slipped underneath Optimus's bumper. The men watched incredulously as your body disappeared inside the engine space. You wriggled between the frame and the giant engine with a small light clenched in your teeth.

Your body pressed into the warm metal around you as you searched. When you spotted the offending piece of debris. You ever so gently twisted and coaxed it out of where it had been wedged. You felt him shake around you when it popped free. Dropping it to the concrete below with a clang, you wriggled your way out. Your clothes and hands had stripes of smudged grease and other remnants of vehicle fluids all over.

You popped your back after you slid out from under him and patted his hood. "Good to go, Optimus."

He'd never admit it, but having you pressed against the inside of his engine space felt... well, it made him feel things, to say the least. He thanked you, of course. It was the gentlemanly thing to do, but the thoughts running through his processor would've made him blush if he were able to.

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Crosshairs could feel that something was off as he moved. Almost like when humans get a stitch or muscle cramp. You noticed him moving to try and free whatever may be stuck or out of place. "Hey, Cross you, alright?" He looked up as he was feeling under his chest panels. "Something feels off, but I can't tell what or where it is."

"Can you transform? Maybe I can find it." He did as asked, transforming. "Where can you feel it in this form?"

"My engine space as far as I can tell." He pops his hood, and with a small flashlight, you look over parts of his engine block that are visible but can't see anything out of place. You lean over the side, looking between the frame and block. Something blue catches your eye, and you bend over, slipping your hand into the small gap. You feel Something wet and remove your arm to look at your fingers. Drops of blue enerjon color your skin and you hiss. "Looks like something cut one of your cables. Not all the way through, but you are leaking some enerjon. I can help stop the bleeding with some electrical tape if you want?"

"Please do. It can take a while for cables to seal on their own." You grabbed the electrical tape and practically climbed into his engine to reach the cable deep inside. Your chest and face were pressed into his engine so you could reach. As gently as you could, you wrapped up the leaking cable. Pushing up into a sitting position on your knees, you breathed a sigh of relief. "Just come get me when it feels like it's sealed up."

You closed his hood and walked back to do whatever you'd been doing beforehand. He watched your hips sway as you left. The feeling of your hands on his cables and block lingered long after you left, and he couldn't help the shiver that ran down his back strut.

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Bumblebee could've sworn he felt something in his undercarriage as he was driving with you to run an errand. When he ran over a bump, it stuck him like a thorn. He spoke his concerns over the radio, and you offered to take a look when you got back to base.

Later, you had him drive up onto a pair of car ramps. With his undercarriage exposed, you slid underneath him to search for anything that could be problematic. Nothing in his front half stuck out to you, so you slid further back, and almost at his rear axel, you spotted something shiny and out of place. It was lodged in the crack around his gas tank. "Bee, I found it! I'll try to pull it free, but you can't move, ok?" A beep and wirr was all you got in response, so you took it as an ok.

Lightly, you touch the underside of his tank, and he shakes at the contact. Your other hand grips the edge of the metal object and gives it a light tug. It shifts a bit but doesn't pop free. With more force, you tug and wiggle the piece, and it pops free. Bee jumps an inch but stays on the ramps, and you slide out from under him. A deep male voice from an old show speaks over his radio. "Thank you, love, you're a life saver!"

You give him a pat on the hood and examine the metal in your hand. "Looks like a piece of tin roofing. Good thing it didn't cut any cables or your tires."

The feeling of your hands on his undercarriage stayed for a while after you left. He wondered what it would be like to have you wash him by hand rather than going through the wash station at the base.

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Ratchet lost an important piece of the machine he was working on in a crack just small enough that his didgets couldn't slip through. He would've had Arcee help him, but she was still out on patrol. He looked over to you, sleeping on the couch. You were the only human on base at the moment, and he really needed that piece. Reluctantly, he walked over to the raised platform and called your name a few times.

You stirred and turned over to sleepily look at him. "Mmh, I'm up. What is it?" You stretch and yawn while still laying down. "I apologize for waking you, but I need your assistance with something." Standing you rub your eyes to clear them. He takes you in his servos and places you on the floor before the gap in the wall. Looking up at him questioningly, he finally tells you what's going on.

With him shining a light into the gap, you slip through all the way till your wide hips stop you from going further. The piece is thankfully within reach, and you just have to angle yourself to grab it. Your rear stuck out in full view, and he tried looking away, but his gaze kept slipping back to you as you reached for the object.

When you stood up holding the object in hand, he picked you up and placed you on the platform again. He thanked you but couldn't look you in the eye. You smiled up at him, none the wiser of the thoughts running through his processor.

#fanfic #transformers x reader #transformers fanfiction #imagine #optimus x reader #bumblebee x reader #crosshairs x reader #ratchet x reader

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wifeyifey · 1 year

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Crosshairs: you’re giving me a sticker?

Y/N: not just any sticker. That’s a sticker of a cat saying “me-wow!”

Crosshairs: I’m not a sparkling

Y/N: fine then I’ll take it back-

Crosshairs: no! It’s mine!

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Y/N: don’t fuck with me, Sam! I’ll fuck your dad!

Sam: my dad is married-

Y/N: *grabs Optimus’ finger*

Sam: YOU SON OF A BITCH

Optimus:

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Sam: I need life advice

Y/N, sipping Gatorade and eating cookie dough: you came to the right person

Crosshairs:

#transformers x reader #transformers bayverse x reader #optimus prime x reader #crosshairs x reader

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alienroboticwritings · 2 months

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Giving “Body jobs” to the Bayverse Bots

A/n: MINORS FUCK OFF. Also I want to apologize for how long this took to come out, I know it’s been forever and a day. BUT I AM BACK!!

Contains: Drift, Crosshairs, Lockdown

Warnings: NSFW under cut, sexual themes, size difference, human reader, female reader, foul language?, typos probably

Summary: a body job, is using your body to pleasure your boyfriend MASSIVE spike. Since uhhh size issues. These are their reactions to it.

Part one

Drift

The former decepticon let out a deep growl, his grip crushing the roof of the broken down car he held onto. Optics squeezed shut as you pleasured him, slowly grinding and rolling your hips into his shaft. When you said you planned a “punishment” for him since he yelled at you, he didn’t expect this. Constant grinding and teasing to his desperate spike, edging him closer and closer to his climax only to stop. Throwing his head back, optics opened as he gazed into the sky. A desperate groan escaped him, only to be met with your beautiful but evil giggles.

“You are cruel my flower.”

Drift said in a hoarse voice, finally looking down to you. Your legs shaking as you got yourself off on him, hair a mess, and your sweaty body warm against his cold metal. Beautiful, he loved seeing you like this. You only laughed again, tilting your head back to meet his gaze. E/C eyes locking into his blue ones, a proud smirk on your face. A shudder escaping the samurai, lips parting as he tilted his head. Never once did you doubt his love for you, not with the way he looked at you. No matter his anger issues or snapping at you, he always found some way to make it up to you. So you could remember he still loved and appreciated you. He apologized many times, reciting poetry he created for you but you were determined to get the point across this way.

“You brought this upon yourself.~”

You teased. Turning your attention back to his spike, you laid across it feet pressed against his lower platting. A shaky breath escaped Drift, watching as you as you slowly began to drag your body along his erected sex. Your ass jiggled perfectly as you pushed yourself up and down, sometimes stopping to give a sloppy, wet kiss to his tip. Earning cusses from your lover, desperately bucking his hips. As much as he wanted to overload, he now really wanted to returned the teasing to you… and he would, soon enough.

Crosshairs

Crosshairs was actually the one who suggested this and man was he grateful he did, watching your body jiggle and shake as you glide across his metal shaft. Cocky grunts escaped him as he shamelessly bucked his hips up, not really making the ride easier, which he knew. He would give up everything to watch you like this forever, an intoxicating sight. Eyes screwed shut as you desperately gasped for air, enjoying every second of this. Arms wrapped tightly around his spike, crouching down only to stand back up, body pressed firmly against him.

His warm spike twitched, some lubricants slowly trialing down his large length landing in your hair and on your arms, you were completely coated and this wasn’t even his overload. You pulled away for a moment, looking at the color liquid that covered you. A raspy chuckle escaping the paratrooper, as his blue optics trailing over you. Stopping linger on your ass before looking back to your messy hair, you would definitely need a shower after this.

“You look amazing like that, all covered in my lubricants.”

Crosshairs teased, his cockney accent growing thicker then normal. Scoffing softly, you turned to look over your shoulder at him. Playfulness in your eyes, as you slowly dragged your hand up to the under side of his tip. You knew he was extra sensitive there, so naturally that’s where you teased him. His body shuddered, inhaling quickly as his metal lips formed and ‘O’. Slowly stroking up and down, turning back to lick and kiss his shaft. Your free hand coming down between your legs, playing with your pussy the way he knew he touched you. Another desperate, strained sound escaped the green Autobot as you smirked to yourself.

“You going to behave now?”

Lockdown

A deep chuckle rumbled in your ears, warm metal digits gently clasped around your body, pulling you back to reality. Opening your eyes as you felt Lockdown’s hand guide your fleshy body up and down his twitching spike, as it radiated a warm pulse sensation beneath you. Pitiful gasps and whines escape you as a little drool spills past your lips into the tip of a metal cock, much to his amusement. You felt his thumb rub along your side before, rubbing your curvy ass.

“Having trouble focusing my little human?”

Lockdown mused with a wicked smirk, watching your already warm voice grow more red from his tease. You were the one who wanted this, shyly asking for access to his spike. Only for him to take control within a few seconds, then order you to try yourself and then take back over. You were completely cock-drunk, your own wetness leaking onto his shaft and being spread along thanks the movements of your body.

“Use that tongue of yours princess.”

The alien bounty hunter groaned out, his voice slightly deeper and more raspy. Lockdown’s head rolled back, green optics closing as he used your human body to get himself off. Obediently you stuck your tongue out, licking and twirling around his large tip. Only for you to be pulled away and dragging your the wet muscle down the hot, metal length. Strained growled echoed the walls of cockpit of the ship, his hand digging into the armrest of the chair.

As you gazed out the window of Lockdown’s ship, you swore you could see stars in the middle of the day, and you knew this was only the beginning.

#bayverse drift x reader #drift x reader #bayverse transformers #bayverse crosshairs #bayverse crosshairs x reader #aoe transformers #tlk transformers #bayverse lockdown #bayverse lockdown x reader #crosshairs x reader #transformers x reader #bayverse transformers x reader

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starliights-shining · 1 year

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Bayverse drift, crosshairs, and Sideswipe

W cybertonian crush who calls them nicknames in other languages that they don't know? Like, Mein liebe (my love) , Mahal ko (my love, again), hermoso (Handsome), Liebling (Darling), beaue (Lovely)... Just any sweet nicknames in a language he doesn't know shit about??

Reader just loves telling the mech their feelings straight up, and the darling doesn't even know

What would his reaction be when he's informed of the translations?

Hellloooo, sorry for the wait! I hope this is what you were looking for and expecting. Request are still open if you like what your read or have a request. Enjoy :)

Pairings: Bayverse Drift x Reader, Crosshairs x Reader, Sideswipe x Reader

Warnings: Poorly translated languages(sorry in advance),

Drift - Mein Liebe(My Love) and Liebling(Darling)

You spent most of your time on Earth in the German countryside, considering you arrived right after WWII. So in time you learned the language, and with the many different drivers you’ve had, you’ve experienced and heard many different things, but the sweet nicknames your long term German driver gave to their lovers just so happened to stick with you.

“Mein Liebe!”

After jumping out of the driver side door and into their lovers arms, the image was sweetly sickening, but how you longed for your turn.

You remember when you received the message from Optimus about other autobots being out there. You were with the same driver, and boy had it been a long time. The children were crying in the back as your radio transmitted the message.

“Warum ist Ihr Radio durcheinander? Dieses Stück Schrottauto!!”

Their hand coming to smack down on your dashboard, what the fuck. In that moment you transformed, throwing the two adults out and holding the small children. Your feet stuck to the concrete of the highway, and their words hit hard, you were no piece of junk. You sat the children down, giving them a hard look before transforming and leaving.

You may no longer be in Germany anymore, but you still spoke like it. A thick accent when speaking and along with the occasional German words, but with the group Prime had configured, everyone was different. Especially this one bot, Drift. He also had somewhat of an accent, and was all about tranquility and whatnot, kinda the opposite of you. You remember the first time you called him Liebling.

He and Hound were getting into it, something about a flower in the wind, loyalty and fear, some haiku. When Hound threatened to drop a grenade down his throat over it, Drift pulled his swords and started on about threats when your servos grabbed at his shoulder plating, pulling him towards you.

“Liebling, cool it yah! He can’t comprehend such great poems.”

Optimus then started on about something. Drift dropped all arguments and just looked towards you, a smile coming from you and you both just looked back to Optimus.

The second time just happened was when you were both battling in london. He was in the blast radius of a con attack, being thrown back and you witnessed it. Running over to help him, your processor not being able to pick between german and english curse words before you made it in earshot of him.

“Mein Liebe! Are you okay? Are you hurt? Where does it hurt?”

Your servos move him around as he groans. He was too dazed to fully recognize what was going on, He had only picked up on Meine Liebe, that was new. A foot soldier that had been with you since the battle laughed a little. Your optics moved to look at him, a concerned look.

“‘My love’, what are you two in a relationship?”

This must have been what shook Drift from his daze. My love, you have been calling him My love, he felt honored.

“Well, It was easier to say when he didn’t know what it meant, soldier”

Your optics moved back to look at Drift. He was smiling at you, his body seemed to relax.

“I'm honored to know you call me that, My love.”

Now it was your turn to smile at him, He finally knew your feelings.

Crosshairs - Mahal ko(My Love)

Crosshairs was no shy bot, so when you showed up. He felt the urge to question you, make sure you weren't a ‘backstabbing con’. Which with the circumstance of your arrival it made sense. You had taken your time with showing up, but once he saw you transform, and the nice placement of the autobot symbol on your chassis, he knew you were somewhat okay. He found you interesting, the way you didn’t speak like the rest, the way you were just something else, it was kinda fascinating to him. You were fascinating to him, and that nickname you gave him, it sounded special, far too special for him. He didn’t do research, opting to just let you tell him when you're ready, and boy did it happen.

Minding your business, he makes some sort of gun, when it all blows up in his face. With an upset noise he turns around. Waving his servos around like it was nothing.

“It's okay Mahal ko, you’ll get it next time.”

The words of encouragement just weren't enough to get him to go at it again, instead his optics landed on you and in an instance, he had some questions.

“What does that even mean? You say it often, but not to anyone else. You calling me a name or something, cause if so i’ll,”

He cut himself off, you were simply just smiling at him and he was threatening you. You optics closed, you trusted him far too much.

“You are just something else,”

Your voice was so sweet, never weavering, never sounded bitter, he simply couldn’t get enough.

“If you wanna know so badly, It means my love.”

“My love, do you have some feelings for me or something?”

You smiled, he was so clueless. He stared at you, optics steady scanning your face for lies, but there were none.

“Nah, I don't believe you. What is this for you?”

“You're always asking what's in it for you.”

“Because there’s gotta be something, ain't no way you aint getting something outta this.”

“Nothing in this but you, your feelings.”

He stops, he always says let's use words but this time he was out of them. Your feelings really took the words outta him.

Sideswipe - Hermoso (Handsome)

With the rise in autobots showing up after Primes message, bots from all around the world and universe were showing up. One of the bots from around the world was you, coming from South America. You’d traveled around the world, but there was something about Spanish that just sat right with you. It felt so normal, so when you developed feelings for the bot you were constantly paired up with, you just got used to calling him handsome. It just wasn’t in english.

You two were cornered in a run down building, it was a two on four moment. You two were bumped back to back. You loaded your fusion cannon before speaking.

“How are we doing this, Hermoso?”

Your optics narrowed as you tried to pinpoint where they'd come from. Your servo lifting up your cannon. He laughed at your question, you could hear the smile in his voice.

“However, we must.”

He leaned his helm into the back of yours, almost to reassure you that the two of you will survive this.

“Hey, I’ve got a question, just in case something happens.”

You thought he’d ask how you wanted your sent off to be, and that's what filled your head before his question. You wanted him to be the one, the one to carry you, the one to remove your autobot symbol, the one to give your last words. You were taken out of your thoughts when he started talking, a light hearted tone.

“What’s Hermoso mean and why do you only call me that?”

You felt him lift up his swords and turn his helm to look over his shoulder plating. You laughed, just like you would if he told you a funny joke about brother.

“It means Handsome, and why only you, because you’re handsome, Harmoso.”

You turned around to face him, a smile on your face as he turned around on his skates to look at you.

“You clever bot.”

A smile appearing on his face as well, you simply nodded and closed your optics.

“I like it, now I’ve gotta have one for you.”

“Aww no need for that.”

You started moving back, the silence from no cons was starting to get worrying.

“Of course there is, you gave me a cute nickname, I gotta give you one back.”

“I'm sorry, are you reciprocating my feelings right now?”

He shrugged at you, before skating off. He was reciprocating your feelings.

Hound - Beaue(Lovely)

Hound had his shotgun pointed at Crosshairs helm, all the autobots were on the ship, and Crosshairs was kinda bullying the humans.

“Come on, let's use words.”

You reached around and placed your servo on the gun, pushing it down while whispering something to Hound.

“Beaue, let's calm down now.”

The group disperse, you and Hound, and the rest in pairs. You don't remember what you were looking for, but you just remember Hound clearing his throat.

“Huh, What’d you say?”

You tear your optics from whatever you're looking at to him.

“I said, what does that name you keep saying mean? Is it someone you're looking for.”

You laughed, placing your servos on your hips as you looked around.

“I'm not laughing, I wanna know. If I can help or not.”

“It’s not someone I'm looking for. It just means lovely. It's what I call the people I like.”

You got closer to him, you thought about touching him, placing your servo on his shoulder or arm, but with such high tensions from surroundings you decided against it. So you decided you’d explain what like meant in this scenario.

“Like, love, hints why its ‘my love’”

“You like me? Hard to believe, when there's a war going on.”

He turned around and continued to walk.

“Well war doesn’t stop love Hound.”

You laughed, and continued to follow him. You could further explain when you guys weren’t on some enemy ship.

#transformers #bayverse #transformers bayverse #drift x reader #crosshairs x reader #sideswipe x reader #hound x reader #tf drift #tf sideswipe #tf crosshairs #tf hound #transformers x reader #tf bayverse #tf x reader #stars writings

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buckysmith · 2 years

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Old request TikTok

How would they react if reader has their period?

Warning: Reader has a uterus.

Short mention of the female genital (as a slur)

You can read them as platonic or romantic

Characters:

TFP: Optimus, Ratchet, Megatron, Soundwave

Bayverse: Crosshairs

Ratchet TFP

-He would smell the blood

- immediately getting into panic mode

- Which human is dying again?! Is it miko or Jack? One of the agents?

- Seeing all humans sitting in the main area he would smell the blood even more

- The moment he askes bluntly who's bleeding, your face would turn red as a tomato unnoticed from everyone but him

- You know you're bleeding and except him nobody seemed to notice it, not even the other bots

- After everybody assured him nobody was dying he would go away and you would excuse yourself

- You would definitely confront him that something like that would hopefully never happen again

- The moment you explain to him that actually you are the one bleeding, panic mode is back on.

- He would ask you where you're bleeding and you tell him.

- He never was that quiet, never in his life and he never was that interested in someone bleeding

- So you bleed to prepare for getting sparked?

- He would ask you about every nasty detail. He's a doc after all and something like that is clearly interesting,

- He didn't know that people with a uterus bleed and that it can cause so much problems

+ Medicine, healthy food, blankets and pads is his way to show you he's there for you in such a shit time if the month

Soundwave TFP:

- He knows your cycle better than you do

- He's a creepy mech who has the potential of getting every single information he wants and you think your period tracking app is something that isn't in his display? Wrong.

- He knows it can cause problems so he's prepared for everything

- But the first time he notice you're bleeding from down there he would be dumbfounded

- Why do you bleed? Do all humans bleed or is it just you? Is it natural? Is it dangerous?

- Questions over questions and yet he doesn't want to talk about it with you, it's embarrassing even though you're the one bleeding

+ He would prepare the best pads/ tampons for you with a hot water bottle and delicious tea and food

Optimus TFP

- He doesn't know everything about humans so the first time you tell him you're in your period he would look at you like a deer in the headlights

- You're on your what?

- He would try to understand what you're trying to explain to him

- So humans with an uterus tend to bleed once in a month for four to seven days straight

- He would be interested in learning more about that

- It's not like it disgusts him much

- It's just like humans are build, they can't change that so why should he be the one to shame them for something natural?

- He wouldn't understand all that drama about periods

- Why do human say without a uterus it's not a big deal or that it disgusts them?

+ He's the one for belly rubs and cuddles, with snacks and hot water bottles (if he has spare time but he at least try's to give you comfort)

Megatron TFP:

- Oh hell

- He's disgusted by humans but to know that some of them bleed without getting a wound sounds so strange to him and somehow it disgusts him even more

- It's not like he would shame you for that, but he wouldn't understand that you can't control it

- He would accept it after a while that for some time of the month you bleed

- He would ask soundwave to get some information about so he could help you

- Thanks to soundwave you would have the best pads/ Tampons and cuddly blankets and pillows

Crosshairs (Bayverse)

- He would be disgusted by it

- Can you not just simply... try to hold it in?

- Why do you have to bleed? It's not gonna like you want to reproduce in the next few years (and he would tell you no matter how much you bleed you can't reproduce with him)

- Definitely the one who asks what pu$$y size you wear if you have to buy such “huge” pads/ tampons

- You would never, I repeat, NEVER ask him again to take you to the nearest Walmart

- You would stare right into his eyes, asking him if he was the one who was downed by a C-3PO rip-off

- Expect a lot of nasty, filthy and shit comments

- You better have a comeback at every single one of his stupid as sayings

- After your period is done, you're also done with all his bullsh!t

(If you're his partner, he's disgusted that you're bleeding, but the hormones you send drive him pretty crazy and the moment you're not bleeding his holoform is all over you)

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Hello my little readers, I’m working on your request don’t worry

#decepticons x reader #megatron x human reader #soundwave x reader #tfp knockout #tfp soundwave #transformers #alien x human #tfp headcanons #transformer x reader #transformer headcanons #tfp optimus prime #optimus prime x human reader #crosshairs x human reader #crosshairs x reader #tfp ratchet #ratchet x human reader #ratchet x reader #relationship #funny headcanon

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ppnuggie · 2 years

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Heeyyy! May I request headcanons for Ironhide, Crosshairs and Drift with a shy s/o who isn't good at expressing themselves? Feel free to ignore if my request doesn't follow a rule or if it's too specific for your liking, ehe~ -Martian Anon

　　　　　　BAYVERSE x gn human reader

　　　　『　ironhide ,, crosshairs ,, drift ,, gender neutral human reader 』

　　-> bots w/ a gn s/o who’s not good w/ expressing themselves

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack

　　— dw you didnt break a rule ! :D so glad to have my first named anon tho 🥹🥹 tysm for requesting !! but again 😤😤 why yall gotta call me out smh ,, 😭😭 feel free to send me any other requests youve got martian anon 🥹🤲❤️

ironhide ::

• hes seen this sort of view from many mechs beforehand ,, not so much as the shy part but more of not good with expressing

• but usually the mechs in question are too prideful to admit any of their other emotions and act all tough n macho

• ironhide doesnt mind your shyness one bit ! he lets you take your time about things ,, and share what you want with him

• definitely happy to see your other sides of course ,, he knows it can be difficult at times but hes by your side during it :) he wont be rude or judge you

drift ::

• drift is already quick to notice your shyness from the start ,, something to do with his keen observation about his environment

• he is there to help you when you’re having difficulty expressing something ,, sometimes speaking for you on your permission so the other autobots know what you mean and feel

• least judgemental out of them all ,, doesnt mind anything you do or say at all ,, though you do become more open around him

• he does make you feel quite happy and safe ,, sticking close to the ex-decepticon

crosshairs ::

• hes gonna tease and annoy you so bad ,, make you more shy then you were before ,, and its every time he sees you

• he is relentless and doesnt let you rest before joking up about your lack of expression and how you have difficulty with it when he views it as something easy to do

• it takes hound wacking him on the side of his head and drift sending a slight threat to the green mech before he really stops to consider how you feel

• he just grumbles about how theyre just pussies or something ,, easing off his teasing and jokes ,, though he will make it his personal goal to mess with you no matter what ,, just a bit more lightly this time

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creampill · 2 years

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Crosshairs x non binary reader some cute fluff ?? Please n thank you.

here you go :))

Crosshairs/Reader Fluffy HCs!!!

- imo, crosshairs is kind of a tsundere

- like he’s big and confident and charismatic but he’s kind of spiky when it comes to true connection

- HOWEVER when he does connect? Mans is SO sweet

- he tells the best stories. He loves to ramble on about his shenanigans and various badass things he’s done

- if you get injured he will ALWAYS be there, hovering and making sure you’re okay. He’s not to good with actual medical stuff but he will still support you

- BEAR HUGS!! Even if you are not bear hug sized

- affectionate bumping, head-rubbing and punching also. He’s quite physical in that aspect

- i hc that he can sing pretty well, and yes, he’d serenade you plenty

- sometimes, if he’s especially lovey-dovey (or intoxicated), he will start laughing and just be unable to stop. He will giggle forever

- he’s like a big dog sometimes, just happy to lay near you and chill :)

#reader insert #x reader #asks #transformers x reader #transformers #crosshairs x reader #crosshairs

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thatanonymouschocolate · 2 years

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Anybody know of any good fics with Crosshairs x reader? Or maybe even Wheeljack x reader? One shots or multi fics are fine Im desperate! 😩 And plz don't give me ones where they specify the reader's skin color as pale (aka blushing bright/dark red) bc that ruins the whole fic for me...

#transformers x reader #bayverse crosshairs x reader #crosshairs x reader #transformers #tfp wheeljack x reader #wheeljack x reader

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crossyhairs · 2 years

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Good evening! (Day, morning, night whatever-)

This is literally like my third blog because teehee a girls got a hyper fixate on something you know- anyways

GENERAL RULES

• I can literally write anything, this includes

-Fluff

-Nsfw

-Angst

-Comfort

•I accept requests of all sorts but typically I’ll be writing for Crosshairs since it is absolutely criminal that there’s a lack of self insert/reader fanfics for him - so I’m here to fix that (hopefully)

•If I remember anything else I’ll add it

•💚💚💚

#transformers #crosshairs #bayverse #bayverse crosshairs #crosshairs bayverse #crosshairs x reader #transformers crosshairs #crosshairs transformers

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clonesuperiority · 19 days

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I'm not sure if it's canon that hunters face tattoo continues further down, but I came across @lornaka s take on hunters tattoos and really wanted to give it a try myself :3

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candyfloss5000 · 1 month

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Instantly thought this during this scene 💀

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book-place-incorrect-quotes · 2 months

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Y/N: Get out of my room, Wreck!

Wrecker: *being a little shit and standing outside the doorframe* I’m not in your room!

Y/N: HUNTER-

Wrecker: Hey! No fair! You can’t just call Hunter every time you want to get your way!

Y/N: Fine.

Y/N:

Y/N: CROSSHAIR-

Wrecker: *immediately running away* That’s so much worse and you know it!

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wifeyifey · 1 year

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Also I’m making a prompt where the reader says to whoever “I’m tired of men having slutty little waists” cause I think this is funny to imagine their reactions

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alienroboticwritings · 11 months

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PLEASE READ EVERYTHING BEFORE REQUESTING. THANKS.

Requests: OPEN

In the works: 1

Master List

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Transformers I write for;

Prime

Bayverse

Rise of the Beasts (Knightverse)

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I write;

Headcanons

One shots

Smut

Fluff

Mild angst

Human reader

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What I won’t write;

Cybertronian/Bot reader

$elf H@rm

$uicide

Non con

P*do shit

Zoo shit

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Notes from me;

I don’t remember half of the terminology for cybertronians, so if I mess up or don’t use it do not come for me.

MINORS DNI. I will be writing NSFW and SFW but I personally do not want to deal with children, if I see you I will block you.

I am open for just chatting or talking as well! I’m nice I promise, even if I don’t seem it.

I will ignore any requests I don’t wanna do, just how it is.

In the works means how many requests or fics I’m working on for those confused.

PLEASE keep in mind I am human. I have a job and university, I will be busy and not fast with requests but I am trying my best.

I never wrote poly before, while I’m not against writing it I don’t know how good it will be.

I probably forgot something in this post but I’ll add as it goes on.

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nahoney22 · 13 days

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Me again! Please can I request some HC’s with the bad batch and how they react to reader (gn or female) accidentally crawling into the boys bunk at night 😂

Accidental Sleeping Arrangements

All Bad Batch Boys X GN!Reader

How the boys react to you accidentally crawling into their bunk at night.

warnings: Fluff, comfort, cuddles, some moody boys, gender neutral reader. Can be read as romantic or platonic.

Echo 💤

The first time:

As you slid into his bunk accidentally that evening, he was thoroughly bewildered. He had jolted awake and sat upright, observing your exhausted form snuggling against him, eyelids heavy with fatigue.

With tactful gentleness, he roused you from your slumber, delicately shaking you to bring you back to awareness. "Hey, um, you're in my bunk, trooper."

Your eyes flickered open, adjusting to the dim light, and a muttered curse escaped your lips as you retreated, cheeks warming with embarrassment. "Sorry, Echo," you apologized, slipping out of his bunk. "I must be completely drained," you sheepishly confessed.

"It's alright. I just didn't want to startle you by waking up to my face," he commented. You glance at him with a furrow forming on your brow before you shook your head.

"I doubt I'd be bothered by that..." your words trailed off, potentially carrying unintended flirtation. Echo's eyes widened slightly, his hand instinctively moving to the back of his neck, a clear sign of slight shyness at your words.

"Anyway," you say abruptly, spinning on your heel. "Sorry about that."

Echo simply nodded, silently observing as you retreated to your own bunk, leaving him with a sudden chill in the air, now yearning for the warmth you briefly brought beside him.

The second time:

With a tired yawn, Echo wearily approaches his bunk a few nights later, only to halt in surprise at the sight of someone curled up inside. Upon closer inspection, he realises it's you again, presenting him with a slight dilemma.

Despite his weariness, Echo knows he needs rest, and while your bunk is an option, his own provides the perfect setup for his cybernetics, ensuring he's at his best for the next day's duties.

Letting out a small sigh, hoping you wouldn't mind, he settles on the edge of his bunk and gently wakes you. "Hey, you're in my bunk again," he murmurs softly.

You stir, meeting his gaze before cringing slightly. "Again? I'm so sorry," you begin to rise, but his hand on your shoulder stops you.

"You can stay, but I'd also like to get some sleep... if you, uh, catch my meaning," he hints with a faint smile, hoping you understand.

"Oh," you blush, considering for a moment. "Well, I hope you don't mind sharing."

"Not at all," he reassures, his tone gentle as you make space. He lies beside you, and before long, you drift back to sleep. Echo finds solace in the rhythm of your soft snores, gradually succumbing to sleep himself... though waking up to find you both cuddling is a surprise he hadn't anticipated, yet one he welcomes warmly.

Hunter 💤

The first time:

When Hunter awoke to find you crawling into his bunk, confusion gripped him. Instantly alert, his hands tensed, ready to confront any potential intruder, but his apprehension melted away as he recognised you.

He lay there in silence, contemplating his next move.

While a part of him felt inclined to let you sleep, considering your recent exhaustion, he couldn't shake the concern of startling you upon awakening to find him beside you.

After ensuring you were deeply asleep, he carefully extricated himself from the occupied bunk, making sure not to disturb you.

Once free, he couldn't suppress a soft chuckle as he observed you, peacefully snuggled into his pillow, emitting gentle snores. “Sleep well.” He whispered to you before leaving you to rest.

He made a mental note to address the situation in the morning, but perhaps it’s better left unsaid since you’ll know your error when you woke up.

The second time:

As you woke up to find yourself in Hunter's bunk, mortification swept over you. Yet, when you encountered Hunter in the cockpit, he didn't mention a word about it, instead offering you a drink of caf.

A small part of you entertained the idea that perhaps he was unaware of the nighttime intrusion. However, your suspicions were confirmed a few nights later.

Fatigued and not paying attention to your surroundings, you headed towards what you thought was your bunk and climbed inside, only to be surprised by the presence of another person. "Hunter, what're you doing?" you blurt out, eyes widening in disbelief.

"I could ask you the same question," he chuckles, adjusting his position and turning to face you. "This is my bunk."

Blinking in realisation, you glance around, confirming his assertion. "Oh," you laugh sheepishly, "I thought this was mine."

His smile is gentle, his eyes gleaming faintly in the dim light. "You're more than welcome to stay," he offers casually, though he soon realizes the potential implications of his words. "If you want to, that is."

A part of you knows you should return to your own bunk, yet there's an inexplicable pull keeping you there. "Well, I'm all comfy now..." you hint with a small smile.

He nods, turning his gaze away and closing his eyes. "Me too. Sleep well."

It took you a moment to fall asleep but just like how Hunter didn’t tell you that you had slept in his bunk first initially, you won’t tell him how he pulls you into his body as he slept and held you close throughout the night. Not that you seemed to mind.

Wrecker 💤

The first time:

"Wrecker, you scared me! What are you doing in my bunk?" you exclaimed, startled by the unexpected intrusion.

As you thought you were settling into your bunk for the night, using your hands to navigate through the darkness, you accidentally crawled onto something large and hard.

Assuming it was just your sheets bunched up, you attempted to smooth it out, only to be met with a small yelp that made your heart skip a beat.

"Huh?" Wrecker groggily emerged from his sleep cocoon, rubbing his eyes. "This is my bunk, isn't it?"

"No, I'm pretty sure it's mine," you asserted, but as Wrecker shifted in the bunk and reached under the blanket, he pulled out his beloved Lula.

"Oh. Maybe not then." You felt pretty embarrassed by your mistake, but Wrecker didn't seem to mind at all.

"It's alright, thought I was going to get an extra cuddle buddy for a second there!" he chuckled heartily, waving Lula in your face. His laughter filled the room, and you couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through you at the thought of being Wrecker's "cuddle buddy," though you weren't entirely sure if he was joking.

Deciding not to dwell on it further and eager to avoid keeping Wrecker awake any longer, you offered a meek apology before retreating to your actual bunk. As you settled in, you couldn't shake the image of Wrecker's playful grin from your mind.

The second time:

Wrecker stared down at his bunk, finding it already occupied with not much room left for him. You were snoozing away, oblivious to his dilemma. Wrecker knew he could be a bit of a grouch without his sleep, so he decided to gently prod you awake.

"Hey," he nudged you, rousing you from your slumber. "Is this you asking to be my cuddle buddy?"

You stirred awake, blinking in confusion as you glanced at him. It was then that you noticed Lula on the pillow next to your head. "Oh shoot, sorry Wrecker," you sighed groggily, just wanting to fall back asleep into the warmth of his bunk.

"It's alrigh’," he chuckled softly, his deep voice filling the room with warmth. "But uh... I kinda need to sleep."

"Then come cuddle next to me," the words slipped out before you realized what you were saying, but you didn't want to take them back either. The thought of Wrecker's warmth beside you was oddly comforting.

Wrecker was surprised for a moment, his eyes widening slightly, before a soft smile spread across his face. Without hesitation, he slung his armor off and crawled into the space beside you. "Are ya sure about this?"

"Mhm," you replied sleepily, your arms spreading over his chest as you nestled into him like a log warming a fire. "You're warm."

Wrecker smiled to himself, feeling a sense of contentment wash over him as he closed his eyes, feeling your steady breathing against his chest.

Tech 💤

The first time:

Sleep was not a common occurrence for Tech, so when he made the rare decision to nestle down for the night, he wasn't too perturbed to find you asleep in his allocated spot.

He paused for a moment, considering whether to wake you, but recalling your exhausted state earlier, he reasoned that you wouldn't have intentionally taken his bunk.

Instead, he quietly observed the peaceful rise and fall of your chest, noting the serenity that graced your features, before silently retreating back to the cockpit where he remained awake for the night once again.

"Tech, why didn't you wake me? I feel terrible," you expressed your guilt that next morning upon discovering that you had accidentally slept in his bunk, leaving him to forego his own rest.

"That is not necessary. You were tired, and I can always keep my mind occupied with tasks or reading intel," he replied in his usual composed manner, peering at you over his datapad. "I shall assume this was a one-time occurrence, and my bunk shall be my own again tonight."

“Yes, of course," you nodded, your expression reflecting genuine concern as you offered another apology before preparing for the demanding day ahead. Despite Tech's assurances, the weight of your unintended intrusion lingered.

The second time:

It just so happened to be the next night that you found yourself once again interrupting Tech's sleep. Moving through the dark ship with heavy eyes and a yawn on your lips, it was no surprise that you once again miscounted where your bunk was and crawled into the wrong one.

Your head hit the pillow, and your eyes shut as the warmth of the bed enveloped you. However, despite the comfort, a small flickering light kept intruding upon your consciousness, prompting your eyes to flutter open. At first, you didn't register the source, but as you turned your head to the right, your eyes widened in realisation: Tech laying there on his datapad, as if nothing had happened.

"Tech, what... am I...?" you began, your voice trailing off as confusion clouded your thoughts.

"In the wrong bunk?" he interjected calmly, settling his datapad down and gazing down at you. His goggles rested atop his head, allowing you to see the brightness of his eyes in the dark. "That is correct."

You sit up, feeling a rush of embarrassment flood over you, and run your hand over your face in frustration. "I'm sorry. I don't know what's up with me.”

Tech raises a single brow, his expression softened with genuine concern. "Perhaps in the morning, I should run some tests if you will allow me?" he suggests softly, his voice carrying a hint of worry. "But for now, I suggest you get some sleep."

Nodding in agreement, you reluctantly pull the blanket off your body, preparing to retreat to your own bunk. However, before you can make your escape, Tech's hand gently rests on your shoulder, stopping you in your tracks.

"You are free to continue sleeping in my bunk tonight if you find it comfortable," he offers unexpectedly, his gesture of kindness catching you off guard.

"What, really?" you respond, turning to face him, searching his eyes for confirmation.

With a nod, Tech reclines back and retrieves his datapad. "Yes, really. I do not mind."

"But what if I keep you awake again?" you voice your concern.

"Do not worry about me," he reassures softly, a warm smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Now, get some rest before I give you a lecture about the benefits of getting sleep."

You chuckle softly at his remark before settling, finding comfort in his understanding demeanor. As you prepare to drift off into slumber, you can't help but feel thankful for Tech's compassion and generosity.

In the quiet of the night, you woke up only once, feeling Tech's arm drape gently across your body. Yet, instead of feeling unsettled, you found comfort in his presence.

Crosshair 💤

The first time:

As you prepared to settle in for the night after a long day, exhaustion clouded your judgment, leading you to absentmindedly crawl into a bunk without much thought. However, your relaxation was short-lived as you were startled by a gravelly voice beside you.

"What are you doing?" The abrupt question made you jump, and you inadvertently knocked your head against the top of the bunk in surprise.

"What am I doing? What the kriff are you doing?" you retorted in annoyance, rubbing your sore head as Crosshair sat up beside you, his expression stern in the dim light.

"I'll think you'll find this is my bunk," he hissed, his sharp gaze piercing through the darkness. As you glanced across the room, you realised your mistake—the bunk you were in wasn't yours.

"Oh."

"Yes. Oh. Now get out before I drag you out," he threatened, though you could tell it was more playful than serious.

"Alright, alright, keep your hair on," you sighed as you obediently crawled out of his bunk, feeling the absence of warmth as you departed.

Crosshair grumbled under his breath and rolled back onto his side to sleep, while you mentally chided yourself for the blunder, making sure you never accidentally try to sleep in his bunk again.

The second time:

You're exhausted, your head throbbing with the relentless ache of sleep deprivation from the past few days, and you've reached the point where you don't care where you sleep anymore. And that includes Crosshair's bunk.

As you settle down on the edge of his bunk, the closest one available, you feel the weight of his gaze on your back, following your movements as you swing your legs around and lay down. "What are you doing?" his voice cuts through the silence, tinged with irritation.

You don't reply, simply closing your eyes as you allow the fatigue to wash over you, hoping for a moment's respite.

"This is my bunk," he asserts firmly, his agitation evident, but as you remain silent, his annoyance shifts to confusion.

"Are you... alright?" he inquires, concern creeping into his voice.

You shake your head softly, and you hear him sigh, but he doesn't press you further. Nor does he demand that you leave.

As sleep begins to claim you, Crosshair remains awake for a while, his thoughts swirling. In his mind, he tells himself that this is a one-time occurrence.

Yet, if you're upset and in need of somewhere to rest for a while, he doesn't mind if you sleep next to him again. After all, it turns out to be the best sleep he's had in a while too.

Masterlist

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#the bad batch HCs #the bad batch x reader #bad batch x reader #echo x reader #tech x reader #Hunter x reader #Wrecker x reader #crosshair x reader #the bad batch #tbb #nahoney22 writes

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rainydaydream-gal18 · 1 month

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(The Bad Batch) How He Is with His Newborn Baby

Hunter: He adores them and spends a lot of time holding them. Hunter is also really big on the whole skin-to-skin contact, so it becomes a common thing to see him walking around shirtless with the baby cradled snugly in one arm. He gets pretty good at performing tasks around the home with the baby. He's enraptured by the little one, but also very attentive to your needs. Hunter makes sure you take the time you need to eat, shower, and just have time to relax every now and then. Literally, any excuse to hold them some more, and he's giving it. He is good at rocking the baby in such a way that they fall asleep instantly in his arms.

Wrecker: The baby has him wrapped around their tiny finger already. He's already telling them how much he loves them and how proud he is. Wrecker also just spends time telling them all the fun things they're going to do together when they're old enough to walk, talk, etc. He is so unbelievably gentle and sweet with the little one in general, and also of course with you. He'll randomly stare at you and tell you how beautiful you are and what a good job you're doing.

Tech: This baby is not at the point where they can retain any information yet, but Tech spends plenty of time just talking to them. He talks about anything his mind can conjure up. The baby becomes so accustomed to the sound of his voice that it has quite the soothing effect. Additionally, Tech is very quick to pick up on the baby's cycle of needs. It gets to the point where they cry, and he can glance at his chrono and pinpoint exactly what they need according to the little schedule he's created. He also regularly checks the baby's weight, vitals, to make sure they're in good health. From time to time he voices yet again how fascinating the miracle of birth is and how proud he is of you, also checking your health.

Echo: Spends the first few weeks only holding the baby when sitting down. He can't get over how fragile they are, and he just sits there and stares at them as long as he can in amazement and adoration before they wake up from their nap or fuss about something they need. When the baby bursts into a fit of wails, he goes into a bit of a panic mode worrying about what's wrong. Eventually, he gets more comfortable and gets used to the idea that the baby is just communicating a need. It doesn't take long for him to become a professional dad. He gets pretty organized with the diaper bag and supplies so that he can just pull out whatever the baby needs at the drop of a hat.

Crosshair: He spends a good while just quietly holding the baby in his arms and watching them. Internally, he thinks they're absolutely precious and realizes he loves them so much. He already knew he'd love them, but he didn't realize it would feel like this. The baby is heart-wrenchingly cute, and he'd do anything to protect them. You come to find that he becomes more vocal, telling the baby in a sort of Crosshair-style sarcasm that they need to get their act together every time he has to handle a diaper change, feeding, etc. He's up with you at any hour day or night to help with the baby without a complaint, and regularly makes sure you're taking care of yourself also.

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