Random (TFO) Optimus x Reader Relationship Headcanons

Optimus is known to be quite the giving guy, so it's no surprise that he pampers the shit out of you. At least once a week you get a little something from him, whether it be some kind of new snack or treat of some kind that he thought would be nice to try together of just something he happened upon that he thought you'd like, you always get something, no matter what. And if he finds nothing that he feels is worth your time, he'll simply make something for you. He was a miner, how hard could it be to use the tools he has on hand to make a little something from scratch? It can't be that hard. (It's exceedingly hard considering his perfectionist ways, but he somehow manages to create something beautiful and worth while every time.)

This mech loves gifts from you, even if it's something as small as a blade of grass, he'd cherish it. Albeit he'll think it's silly, but that's what makes it special, each gift given to him is a different message, An I love you, An I trust you, An I feel comfortable around you... and he cherishes every single one incredibly deeply.

So nice to see you❤️

Toyformers: Figures In Disguise | Various! Mini! Transformers x Reader

Today is a good day.

You feel like you should use a bigger word considering what you have in your hands, but honestly, it doesn't matter. Great, fantastic, pleasant, whatever. What matters is that you finally got what you wanted, and that meant today is good.

Yeah, that's right. After ages of saving up, you had enough money to get the very last toy for your Transformers collection. Which, sure, sounds like a super nerdy thing to be excited over—but come on! You deserve to be excited!

You've been collecting Transformers toys for years now, and you've been a fan for even longer. What can you say? The franchise just has you hooked. Hooked enough to save and spend your money over and over again on figurines of your favorite characters. Time went on, and you figured, why not get the rest of the cast?

Which leads you to now. Walking back to your house carrying a plastic bag, the final piece for your collection carefully tucked inside.

There's a noticeable pep in your step as you open the door and lock it behind you. Immediately heading to your room, you carefully reach in the plastic bag and pull out... Him.

Didnt get any requests so i just colored the sketch of the other day

WWDITS Headcanons: You Having the Opposite Aesthetic of Everyone Else at the Vampire Residence (fem!reader)

Oh to be held oh so gently by a giant robot. Oh to be a giant robot so used to war and violence and death be trusted enough by a tiny fragile alien that they fall asleep in your hands

Predaking ♡ Fetch

First TFP X Reader one-shot of the few I've saved up since like 2021. Will be posting the others later, but I gotta go to the dentist in a bit. So have your big mecha dragon boi. c:

[TL;DR] Predaking acts like a wholesome, oversized puppy towards you. And only you.

♡ ~ Fluff ~ ♡

"Alright, go fetch!" You yelled up at him before throwing a softball across the flight deck. You specifically chose this type of ball due to how easily the predacon could see its bright red color, and because it's big enough for the two of you, as well as soft and squishy. It was also cheap, so you could just buy a new one if Predaking ended up destroying it on accident. But he was still using the first ball you gave him, so that in of itself was impressive.

The giant mech dragon wagged his tail a bit with some small side to side jumps, before happily zooming after the ball. Due to your size and lack of strength, the ball didn't land too far, but it began to bounce and roll away really quickly due to the wind. Yet another reason that ball was a good choice.

seasonal anthologies ft. the mtmte bots, sfw !

summer is for celebrations and driving down to the beach with drift, where the air hot and thick despite the setting sun in the distance. you stick your head out the passenger window to feel the wind rushing past your ears, the excited roar of his engines bouncing off the cliffside. it's sitting on rodimus's shoulders as he runs past the shore, the spray of cold water making you squeal into the side of his helm. june, july, august — salt dissolves in your mouth while thunder rumbles in the distance. you sit by the steps of your porch with swerve, the air heavy with heat. as if the earth was holding its breath in anticipation, waiting to break and give way to rain. his big, blocky fingers awkwardly tearing through an orange for you to eat. saccharine and sticky, the fruit drips down your forearms with every bite. green is the grass between your toes, grey is the sky as it melts to nightfall. summer is when the mattress dips unequally to one side, where you and tailgate sleep back to back, skin to metal. the warmth sinks into your bone, blanket on the floor as the faint whirring of his systems lulls you to sleep. fall is for new beginnings, shorter days, and knitted scarves. where the sunlight is lighter and softer, casting long, golden shadows across ratchet's face. he displaces his mass to help you tie your coat by its belt, pulling you closer to soak in the heat radiating off his chassis—soft wool between his shiny servos. september bleeds into october, and somewhere between, where the air is so clean it shivers, cyclonus walks next to you in muted contemplation. optics quietly taking in the ocean of leaves crunching underneath his pedes. cinnamon between your teeth as you swallow your longing, fingers tracing over the holo-picture of skids. nautica says the muted colors remind her of him, but she blames it on the morning chill creeping past her cables. you tell her that fall is the season of reminiscing, of missing what is gone and what is yet to come — the ending and beginning of things, the place where all things come to die. the soil is soft and the world is asleep. this is the part where you turn off the lights and leave.

Tarn vs Rodimus for readers love

(Play this for the thing pls)

Rodimus: Greetings, DJD leader, you're such a stubborn guy, I say. Why don't you just give up on [y/n] and go away

Tarn: I regret to inform you that [y/n] is meant to be with me. I know what's best for them, 'cause it's their destiny

[y/n] tired of them: You're both so insolent -- why don't you both stop? Look in the mirror -- your appearances flop!

Tarn and Rodimus sulking a lil before being determined again: You didn't have to be so blunt and so tart. Because all real mechs compete with their sparks!

Both arguing over [y/n] while they stand there annoyed 

Tarn while holding [y/n]’s hand/servo: My sweetest spark girl/boy/mech/femme, I am so in love with you. If you don't understand, I'll just kidnap you again

Rodimus after pushing Tarn away and grabbing [y/n]’s hands/servos: I'll run after you and risk my life to get you back, But I can't claim your heart -- you won't cut me any slack!

[y/n] after snatching their hands/servos back and backing away from them: Won't you both shut up, stop it, cut it out! Are you listening -- do I have to shout?!

Tarn and Rodimus sulking (and swooning) a bit before back to determination: You're so cute when you play the tsundere part That's right, all real mechs compete with their sparks!

Rodimus and tarn daydreaming about them (with the others in the background questioning them) 

Swerve appearing out of no where: Just a sec, I think that there's someone that you have been forgetting. SWE-ER-ERVE, center-stage, thanks for waiting~-

The Rodimus interrupting: What? Nonononono-no-no-

Tarn cutting in looking like he’s about to murder swerve: K-Y, K-Y, can't you perceive the atmosphere?

Rodimus also angry: Get carried away and I'll kick you clean outta here!

[y/n] sighing while rubbing their temple: One mushroom maniac is already too much. Arrogance gets you nowhere as such...

Both again: We don't look the best; we're not works of art

Rodimus making a heart with his flames: But all real mechs compete with their sparks!-

Tarn making a heart with his digits🫰: All real mechs compete with their heart!-

[y/n] with a deadpan: All real mechs should compete with their LOOKS!

Both are arguing against but this time [y/n] leaves with swerve to hang out with him instead

THE END

(I tried my best with this but mostly went with the English translation of the lyrics 😅)

Princess peach!Y/n:-And so i just left then to go to the arcade with swerve

Princess daisy!Y/n:Aww swerve told me he had so much fun~

Princess Y/n-lina*Is dozing off*ZzzzZzzzz...

Y/n-dette*Is just eating calmly*

i need to live my truth. sorry to anyone who followed me for my last post i just need to get the brainworms out

Opening a new transformers figure box, assembling your new figure with such care despite being excited over your mind about finally having it within your grasp, you love it so much that you take it with you to places and talk to it, to pretend you always have company while you do your work or errands and whatnot. Just one thing. If you love and care about something enough, it may come to life too.

You wake up to your room completely cleaned, even though you'd been slacking on getting trash up maybe or getting your clothes in the wash. You almost entertain the idea of an intruder doing this, but upon further inspection none of your valuables have been taken. You rattle off the possibilities to your beloved little figure.

You don't notice how every night they start getting moved closer and closer to your bed, until they sit upon your bedside table every night, nor do you notice how whenever they 'fall' it's always closer towards you.

Your beloved loves you so much. You care and talk to them, even if you clearly don't think they're alive. They care for you in the best way they can. They'll tell you.. one day.

Ik its rusty

“Let me watch over you as you dream.” 🌙 // This is specially drawn for a co-exhibition in Taiwan this September!

something something, transformers really big and humans really small

My first magma 🥹💕