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OMG OMG HEADCANONS ON SG! SWERVE WITH A SG!CON! S/O PLSSSS

this seems like such a cool prompt but I had nO IDEA how to write this apologies if it sucks

also had no idea how to title this does it look like nonsense or does it make sense

For those that don't know, SG stands for shattered glass btw :)

MTMTE SG!Swerve with a SG!Con!S/O

First of all the concept of SG! Swerve is so interesting to me,,, in contrast to his usual self he's a less sociable, bitter, and far more aggressive bot. I think in this AU he struggles to talk, like literally doesn't know how. Also one of the best sharpshooters lolol

and con!s/o...opposites attract sometimes

It's a surprise you somehow got him to talk to you in the first place, he doesn't even talk to the autobots man. You had the patience to talk and talk while being aware he was listening, despite his lack of input or dialogue

that's kinda how your relationship is, really. He's more of a listener. Although, as your relationship progresses he does begin to talk more....only to you tbh

You stop him from being so impulsive, and he protects you with his life. In this AU he may not be the most affectionate or verbal, but love language is probably acts of service? If he knows someone dangerous may spot you two, he always goes out first, blaster in servo and ready to shoot

you've got quite the dangerous conjunx though, with his sharpshooting skills and dedication to you, he'll take down anyone. Other Cons that find out do not approve whatsoever but are too scared to take action :/ same thing with bots of his faction

More about his love language...he tries to help you if you get injured, always stands up for you at all costs, if you mention you don't like someone he WILL pull out his blaster too. Hearing his voice is something kinda special, ask him to just talk and he will. He'll start telling you one of his many stories (which you're probably the first one to hear them) as he caresses your servos. His voice gets especially hushed and soft in these moments

Ayye another transformers blog!! Hello! :D

Could you write a oneshot about Swerve meeting the human liaison? Like they both have similar personality traits and Swerve just freaks out with excitement? Nonbinary reader please so they/them pronouns

HEYY so excited for my first request, hello fellow tf blog :D

jhsdbjc i am so normal about Swerve btw, i love him

Swerve x Human Liaison!reader

You were beyond excited to be on a giant ship full of Cybertronians, when Rodimus first briefly introduced you to the crew you couldn't help the wide grin on your face as you looked around. Here you were, the first and only human liaison on the Lost Light. A human! And you get to work on a starship! All that studying and overworking yourself back at your organization had been worth it, you think, since it gave you the chance to really see these beings up close. By up close, you meant having to crane your neck up if you weren't on someone's servo.

You were currently on Chromedome's servo as you traveled through the ship's long and extending halls, Rewind was close beside their partner. You were busy answering what seemed like hundreds of questions from Rewind, him claiming it was a "historical and monumental" event that just had to be recorded. You happily answered though, a smile on your face as you went on about your home planet. Suddenly as you all turned the corner, the sound of laughter and talking filled your ears. It wasn't hard to spot the commotion, not at all. Loud voices came from a specific part of the ship. The noises sounded rather... excited? Or rather, one specific voice overpowered all the rest. This piques your curiosity as you gesture that way.

"Wait wait Chromedome, what's over there?!"

"Hm? Oh, this would be Swerve's. And er, that's Swerve over there, the barkeep." Chromedome entered the bustling room, immediately you realized oh, this is a bar. A cybertronian bar. Your wide eyes scan all the different glowing, bubbling beverages with amazement. They looked extremely toxic to your system but tempting, you were ready to ask all about that.

Rewind chuckled. "He's the chatterbox of the Lost Light. Can't get him to shut up- well, you can do it, I have, but he won't stay shut up. I think you'll like him actually."

Swerve was in the bar, doing the only thing he knows how to do: talking and serving drinks. To a group of a few bots in particular. As you neared the front counter, you could finally make out the words they spoke.

"Do you understand how terrifying the concept of infinity is? I mean, it's, like, INFINITE, but then again, what ISN'T infinite, you know? What I'm trying to say is that-" The red minibot suddenly paused as he saw Chromedome and Rewind out of the side of his optics, with a wide grin on his face he opened his mouth to greet them. Then he saw something move on Chromedome's servo, Swerve did a full body double take as he saw you holding onto Chromedome. He's heard all the news about you, sure, but seeing you in person?! That was entirely different. "Wait wait wait wait wait, wait! You're real?! Like- really real- like you're- a human?" He gasped, suddenly running over to the three of you. His exciting nature seemed to only increase yours. You suddenly lurched forward, hanging onto the edge of Chromedome's servo in order to see the mini-bot more clearly. (which almost gave Chromedome a spark-attack)

"Yep yep yep, I'm real and human! I can't believe you're real though, oh my gosh. You have no idea how unbelievable it feels to be working with you guys. It's been less than a day- wait, I think? How do you keep track of time out here?" You hummed, then shook your head, dismissing the thought. Swerve on the other hand was absolutely exhilarated.

"OHMYGODOHMYGOD. You're actually speaking! I've heard all about you! This is incredible. This is wonderful. What an honor, oh- Are you hungry? Thirsty? Do you drink alcohol? Wait, don't answer, it's a dumb question, of course you drink alcohol. Wait, should I not say that? Probably right, not every human drinks. Wait, what if- wait, just, hey! What's your name?"

Chromedome attempted to escape the both of you by setting you down on the ground, in a split second you let out a yelp when you were swiped up by a red servo and placed on the counter. To your luck, you were now about the height of the mini-bot. You weren't at all startled by his babbling.

"The name's (Y/N), and I've gotta say, this place is in-cre-di-ble! I had no idea cybertronians even drank alcohol. Which means you can get drunk too...is this stuff toxic to humans by any chance?" You tapped one of the square glasses to your right, the glass itself was a bit shorter than you were with a red, luminescent liquid inside. Swerve hummed, under the visor, his optics glanced from the high-grade energon to you and back. "Well, for now it is. But, don't think it'll stay that way for long. I've done my fair share of research on what humans can and can't consume..you know, just in case." Suddenly his visor seemed to light up, he just remembered something.

"OHH OH OH, okay so, I was reading an article about humans...is it true that you shed? Is that why you're so soft?" The bot asked with an excited grin, leaning down towards you. You let out a loud laugh and leaned against the glass. A nearby bot gasped in the background, the glass in their hand was almost dropped on the floor.

"They can do that?!"

"Not now, Trailcutter I need to hear their response!"

Just wait till you tell them about...uh, everything

I love this swerve x reader so much I wanted to share it. It's spicy, but not in the typical robojunk sense - it's more of an intimacy thing?? Title is "And I wonder if you'd take it slow." I think it works so well with his character. It's like that "I wonder if they ever explored each others' bodies" meme. IDK IDK I just really liked it so I thought I'd share.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23355748

HELLO?? This was so good?? I love fics that are intimate and emotional so this was amazing..also to answer your second ask, this wasn’t weird at all :D

If anyone else is interested, totally recommend this swerve fic as well 🤞

Oh headcanon requests open YAAAAAYY!!! Ok I'm still wondering about swerve with an absolute badass fuckin cybertronian soldier, with a fearful reputation that commands respect. Idk how they meet or anything but I imagine it evolves into

YAY SWERVE!!

MTMTE Swerve x Cybertronian!Reader

I highly believe that you somewhat met like Cyclonus and Tailgate (similar dynamics i think)

You were standing there, your shadow looming over him as he went on and on. Other bots thought about how you were about to snap at him or something, everyone was very much aware of your reputation.

But no, instead, you told him to go on and occasionally add in your own bit into the conversation

To this day you still loom over him, looking like an absolute beast that’s ready to attack. But actually? You’re lovingly gazing at your littol conjunx

I like to think Swerve’s ecstatic to have a S/O that can protect him, be intimidating as hell, and both cool and kind to him

There are times where his processor can get the best of him, he thinks to himself why would you pick him out of every other bot on the ship? There are mechs bigger, stronger, cooler, and more of a soldier like you! So, why him?

It’s a simple question for you to answer actually, you picked him because well, he’s Swerve! You felt you were instantly charmed by his mannerisms and wit, the way he worked so swiftly at serving drinks, and his genuine grins that were contagious as hell. Plus, it was nice having a break from other mechs you fought alongside with, it was nice just being someone other than a soldier.

Your relationship would be secure and filled with plenty of reassurance. As soon as he starts to doubt himself, he suddenly pushes those thoughts back when you send a look that could kill to anyone that dares shut him up or interrupt him.

And yeah, your dynamic totally matches the image above. Hype him up when he’s about to make some announcement? Obviously. You’re the first one to laugh at his jokes too

When bots that usually frequent at “Visages” start to come to Swerve’s instead, he had no idea why but happily took it as a win (you did not threaten to blow up the place, no way)

You guys are also very much this:

Sorry but you know I'm normal about swerve. THIS is excellently written, it is SO sweet. Swerve crashes randomly on earth and the reader helps him figure things out. This writer is so good at considering the robotness/alienness of transformers, it was an absolute delight to read both as a simp and as a fan of good writing.

WOAHH I JUST FINISHED THIS AND IT WAS SO GOOD!!! It’s such a sweet fic i wish there was more😭

Swerve was so adorable and i love the way the writer wrote it so he didn’t know english at first, its logical but never thought of it that way! 10/10 everyone

Swerve x Human Liaison Reader :3

THIS was supposed to be a short list of headcanons to repay noted Swerve Enjoyer @i-starcreamed​ for all their writing. But. Um. This is actually part 1 of at least 3, and it’s already at … 1,500 words. So, uh, below the readmore, my take on Swerve with a human liaison who starts out as distant and quiet.

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okay here are the actual hcs☝️

MTMTE Swerve x Cybertronian!Reader

You were surprised when you received a message to your personal frequency. not only was it a number you didn't recognize but it was also the first message you'd gotten..in a while

It was a...long message. Like a really long message. So you found a place to sit down and relax

You were greeted by a loud and rather excited voice saying "It's me, Swerve!" You listened to the message with a confused look on your face, as far as you knew, you didn't know a mech by the name of Swerve. But he seems enthusiastic enough to keep you listening.

At first you thought it was some type of prank or joke, but it really seemed this bot confused you for someone else or got the wrong number.

Even so...you listened to his story for hours until it came to a stop. To be honest, you were a bit disappointed that it was over. You think you went through the 5 stages of grief with some of those stories. The bot was strangely charming in his own way. The way he managed to keep you interested in whatever tale he was talking about despite you knowing nothing about who these bots were besides that they were on a quest. His words made you laugh and made you picture the events going on perfectly In your processor.

Before the bot ended his message though, he excitingly boasted about opening his own bar on the ship they were on, "the Lost Light." and how he was inviting Blurr to visit. They seemed like friends (🪦)

You couldn't believe you were feeling this way towards a bot you don't even know...all you knew was their name, uh, location almost...and their voice. Apparently, it was enough for you to smile at the thought of the message and replay it a couple of times.

And you know what? Maybe it was time for you to go on a quest of your own. A quest to find this mystery crush and get to properly meet this Swerve...wherever in the galaxy he was

But first, you sit down, log into your subspace network and send a message back with a grin.

and there begins your back-and-forth messaging whenever it's possible

imagine you somehow get on the lost light at some point and meet your long-distance partner, Swerve. He was just as cute and captivating in person and hey, now he had someone to listen to his stories and join him on his adventures.

now you have an interesting story of your own to tell whenever bots ask how you even met. Hell, watch their jaw drop once they realize you traveled all the way to their ship just for Swerve. Especially for Swerve

Another headcanon request bc I'm normal about him. What if that fake number Blurr gave Swerve belonged to a Cybertronian who would actually find him really charming?

that number belonged to me and i called him off screen actually

Swerve x Human Liaison Reader PART 2

Continuation of the ‘headcanons’ that turned into just like a full on fanfiction. Suggested by @i-starcreamed: Swerve + a human liaison who starts off as quiet and distant. We’re jumping over to Swerve’s POV now :3

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OMG I read that angel Y/n ask and I was thinking if you could write a oneshot at how Rodimus, Megatron and Swerve would react to an angel s/o (I'm not thinking of the biblical ones cause I'm pretty sure those burn your eyeballs or something). Thank you soooo much! Also loving this blog, I have my notifications on and I always check this blog cause it is paradise! 💖💖💖

It genuinely baffles me that you think my blog is good- 😭 but I’ll take the compliment I suppose. Also,, I was going to post this WAYYY sooner but I saw a big freakin spider halfway through writing and kinda forgot- sorry-

Rodimus

Rodimus couldn't believe his optics at what was in front of him. It was as if he was dreaming, but there was no way he could dream up something like this. You smiled at him as he continued to stare at you in awe. Giggling, you let your wing brush against his leg. Rodimus stumbles back in surprise, clumsily landing on his aft.

"Woah- what are you?" He gawks at you as you spin around, showing yourself off to him. He curiously tapped a single digit against your wing. It was soft that much he could tell. Rodimus had never felt anything close to that before.

Megatron

A blissfulness fell upon the troubled mech as he looked you over. Never in his long life had he experienced such calmness or seen such beauty. He never knew humans could have wings like yours or that a human could have a weird glowing circle above their head. Were you a human? He had seen many humans before. But he had never seen a human quite like you before.

Megatron carefully reached his servo out, gently stroking the back of your white fluffy wings. You cooed at him in joy before twirling and flying up close to his face. He never expected any organic to warm up to him this quickly. Did you even know who he was? How many he killed in the past millions of years?

You smiled playfully and booped the mech's nose, startling him from his thoughts

Swerve

"Ohsweetprimus..." Swerve muttered. Looking for words, for any words to say. He had seen angels depicted in Earth media but he never thought they were real or that he would see one! His mouth was agape as he continued stuttering out what could barely be classified as words.

You grinned widely at the mech as you nuzzled against his leg. The minibot could feel his face heating up as you cuddled into him. Your wings were the softest thing that he had ever come in contact with.

"You're like an angel?" Ah he didn't mean for that to come out as a question. He hoped you didn't mind. You gazed up at him, nodding you head happily as you continued to hug his leg.

Swerve x Human Liaison Reader PART 3

Another continuation of the fanfic inspired by @i-starcreamed: Swerve + a human liaison who starts off as quiet and distant. This is gonna be long as hell tho, I’m 5k words in and not even halfway done.

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OMG OMG HEADCANONS ON SG! SWERVE WITH A SG!CON! S/O PLSSSS

this seems like such a cool prompt but I had nO IDEA how to write this apologies if it sucks

also had no idea how to title this does it look like nonsense or does it make sense

For those that don't know, SG stands for shattered glass btw :)

MTMTE SG!Swerve with a SG!Con!S/O

First of all the concept of SG! Swerve is so interesting to me,,, in contrast to his usual self he's a less sociable, bitter, and far more aggressive bot. I think in this AU he struggles to talk, like literally doesn't know how. Also one of the best sharpshooters lolol

and con!s/o...opposites attract sometimes

It's a surprise you somehow got him to talk to you in the first place, he doesn't even talk to the autobots man. You had the patience to talk and talk while being aware he was listening, despite his lack of input or dialogue

that's kinda how your relationship is, really. He's more of a listener. Although, as your relationship progresses he does begin to talk more....only to you tbh

You stop him from being so impulsive, and he protects you with his life. In this AU he may not be the most affectionate or verbal, but love language is probably acts of service? If he knows someone dangerous may spot you two, he always goes out first, blaster in servo and ready to shoot

you've got quite the dangerous conjunx though, with his sharpshooting skills and dedication to you, he'll take down anyone. Other Cons that find out do not approve whatsoever but are too scared to take action :/ same thing with bots of his faction

More about his love language...he tries to help you if you get injured, always stands up for you at all costs, if you mention you don't like someone he WILL pull out his blaster too. Hearing his voice is something kinda special, ask him to just talk and he will. He'll start telling you one of his many stories (which you're probably the first one to hear them) as he caresses your servos. His voice gets especially hushed and soft in these moments

Ok so it is implied in my mind that any human on the lost light would be zippin around on roller skates. And when on roller skates you can theoretically hold onto the back of a vehicle to ZOOM ( = skitching = skate + hitching.) So THE QUESTION IS silly little headcanons for a human reader skitching w Rodimus / Tailgate / Swerve my beloved / anyone w a vehicular alt mode? Idk I just thought that would be fun :3

new uh, format I think. hopefully, this works. anyways this was really fun and they're a little short bc I struggled writing something different for each one, but I'm very happy with it

[ human!reader

post includes: Rodimus, Tailgate, and Swerve]

MTMTE Rodimus

oh you're gonna have to hang on real tight

when you said zoom, that's exactly what this guy is gonna do

tries to get you to do tricks as you're skitching, did not go well the first time (he skid to a stop you crashed face-first into him)

after that he was a lot more careful and gave you a heads up

He still tries to get you to do tricks though, you both impress the rest of the crew quite often

It quickly became this favorite thing to do after the first time, constantly coming up to you and transforming with a "need a ride?" and happily agreeing when you're the one to ask him.

Probably gets a little jealous when you ask someone that isn't him

Expect a lot of close calls but he would never get you hurt on purpose, Ultra Magnus begs you to wear some kind of protective gear

MTMTE Tailgate

Originally hesitant when you asked him, are you sure you want to go with him? What if you get hurt, he'll never forgive himself??

After plenty of reassurance though, he agreed and found it quite fun

Laughing and giggling as you two travel along the halls together, very cute 10/10

Cue Cyclonus watching you two with intrigue, zooming away with wide smiles on your faces, he too tries to hide a small smile at the scene

something tells me he drives in little circles to be silly

If you get hurt somehow he starts panicking and accidentally transforms back to pick you up and ask if you're okay. The only problem is that he forgets you were still attached and you go shooting up into the air

very normal and civilized skitching buddy but will zoom through the LL if you ask him to

MTMTE Swerve

He desperately wishes you could deliver drinks with him around his bar while skitching, how cool would it be if you two just drove around and handed bots their drinks one after the other?

So excited though, also has a lot of fun as you join him and cruise with him around the ship

He for sure convinces you to be silly around the ship, messing with Magnus or other bots and just as quickly leaving the room unnoticed

I think he also accidentally transforms while you're still holding onto him. You're like, screaming as you hold onto him for dear life and he keeps turning around in circles trying to find you (you swinging around and begging for him to stop moving)

Despite all the silly shenanigans, he still obviously goes out of his way to make sure you're safe and comfortable.

Probably tells you about the latest drama or stories as you're cruising around to keep you entertained, also because Swerve tells you everything

i made a thing based on these hcs 🥹 enjoy, swerve enjoyers

Swerve x Human Liaison Part 4 (*^▽^*)

It’s shorter than the other chapters - I think I’m gonna just post a scene at a time. Very happy to get back on this. I have so much planned you have no idea.

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Your piece on Bay!verse boyfriend/meeting scenarios was what chef's kisses were MADE for. May I please request a short piece about possibly dating MTMTE Rung, Swerve, Pharma, & (maybe) Cliffjumper? I just got off work during one of our busiest days & am in dire need of some fluff/sfw/nsfw writing, though understand if you choose not to. Have a great day!

P.S. The part where Y/N tells Sam not to forget doing the dishes with a chihuahua under his [Sam's] arm had me thinking Y/N was going to wave him off saying something like "Yeah, yeah, Elle Woods, just feed Moonie & do the dishes! Later!" then rolls off in Jazz like:

😈🛞💨

Thank you for reading!

I’m glad you liked that post, it’s quickly become my most popular one and I enjoyed writing it :D and I’m not sure if you can tell from my writing, but Jazz’s part was my fav tbh LOL.

this comes a few days late to your troubles, but I hope it brightens your day anyways. I only do two characters per request (any exclusions are on my rules page) so I just did Rung and Swerve for this, thanks for the request :)

Warnings: SFW, GN unspecified species reader

Rung:

Such a classic lover, truly. Considers himself a romantic but won’t say it out loud. He doesn’t think he has the skill, confidence, or history to back it up.

But the truth is he is genuinely romantic. Without a doubt, one of the sweetest lovers in the universe.

Every anniversary, every important date, every single thing you’ve told him, he remembers. Your one year anniversary? He’s got the whole day planned out, unless you say otherwise. An appointment with the doctor? He’ll accompany you if his schedule allows. That beautiful gift you eyed at the market you visited? It would be a shame if he didn’t get it for you.

Beyond any gifts and outings, Rung cares.

Of course your significant other cares, but not everyone has the same ability to convey that care in a manner that carries the weight it holds. Rung doesn’t need you to tell him to understand what you need to hear and what you need physically, it is his profession after all.

Most importantly, he feels he can confide in you. Rung has listened to others for so long, to have someone hang on every word he speaks is exhilarating. He truly adores the feeling, and you.

Swerve:

Endless honeymoon phase from Swerve. He’s just so happy you’re here with him, and he will make sure you know (many times). Swerve treats every moment like it’s a first with you.

Holding his servo? His visor sparkles like he’s stumbled upon a treasure beyond words. Swerve wishes he had the ability to tell you what it feels like, but if he could see himself he would know he doesn’t have to.

Every little thing you do has his jaw dropped, servos shaking, and optics beaming from behind that visor. It’s not his fault you leave him in awe, he imagines saying if he had the courage. (Usually he just stutters until he smacks himself in the forehead.)

Swerve is happy to do anything that has to do with you. You want to visit him while he works? Please do, but don’t look at him or he’ll drop the drinks he’s serving. You want to go watch paint dry? Yes please.

He is completely and thoroughly enamored with you. To the point where he might be a tad shy with initiating things, but is enthusiastic about most things you suggest.

Don’t be surprised when suddenly everyone knows your name, he brags to any audial in proximity at his bar about you. He can’t help it, he says.

Swerve x Human Liaison Reader 5 (or 4.5)

I wrote like 1000 words and got stuck. I’m not done with the scene yet, but I had a lot of fun writing the dialogue, and don’t want to keep people hanging too much, so here’s therapy. It ends abruptly. If anyone knows how to wrap it up pls lmk.

Also the further I get into MTMTE the more I realize I fucked up. In my world tho psychiatrists can be friends with their patients and it’s fine and ethical :3

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Hello! I was wondering if you could write something for Swerve w/ a human fem s/o who helps him around in his bar? Like she has a bit of trouble since, well, she’s small™️ but she has a lot of energy and never takes no for an answer haha. Hope this made sense, love ur writing and have a nice day/night!!!

I sort of went a bit off script for this 'cause I like comedy and I like men/mechs that cannot handle romantic attention. Thank you for the kind words, I hope you have a nice day/night too <3 Thanks for the request :)

Warnings: SFW, GN Human reader

You push as hard as you can, digging your heels into the bar top. Your legs shake from effort, the surface your back strains against barely budging against your strength.

“Do you require assistance?” Ultra Magnus’ voice, a little confused, and a little concerned, comes from the other side of the glass of engex you have been attempting to move.

“Nope! This is for you by the way,” you mock salute with a grin, satisfied at the distance you had crossed.

Ultra Magnus raises a servo to the drink, politely declining. You have half the mind to be upset after putting in all that work to get it over here, but you let it go as it’s not typical for the mech to be in Swerve’s at all. 

Looking behind you before leaning in, Ultra Magnus speaks in hushed tones, “I understand this establishment is typically understaffed. However, organics working without consent and pay is illegal, as stated on-”

“Woah, wait a minute. You know I’m doing this for fun, right?” You cut Ultra Magnus off, the smile gone from your face. 

“Uh… Right! Yes, I was aware of that.” He looks anywhere but at you, “Just… an attempt at humor.” 

“Right…” Well, this situation is officially awkward. 

Luckily, Swerve drops in, just in time to save you the mortification of continuing the conversation.

“Ahah! How’s my favorite law-abiding bot doin’?” Swerve addresses the blue bot as he scoops you up in his servo, settling you on one broad shoulder, “Can I getcha anything?”

Ultra Magnus nods a greeting, “No thank you, I was just leaving.” Not leaving room for any other conversation, he gets up and leaves while you and Swerve watch.

Once the big mech has disappeared from sight, you take the time to throw your arms as best you can around Swerve’s helm. It’s probably been less than an hour since you last saw him, but you blame the clearly lacking entertainment for the time dragging on. 

One of Swerve’s servos is still cradled around where you sit on his shoulder, pressing you into his helm as you embrace what you can. 

“Did I interrupt something? Sorry if I did.” He sighs apologetically, grabbing the glass Ultra Magnus left behind to dump out or give to a patron who is more than willing to drink someone else’s unfinished energon.

“Only Ultra Magnus throwing away all my hard work.” You pout, kissing the side of Swerve’s face.

His jaw goes slack at the action, the white under his visor turning a few shades closer to energon. You pull back and admire your work, knowing underneath that blue visor, he’s avoiding eye contact at all costs for the sake of not going unresponsive.

Regaining some of his composure he walks with you towards the sink, presumably to wash the glass after draining its contents. Wordlessly, he pours the engex down the drain, careful not to move too much and potentially drop you.

“I-I’m really happy you help around, even if you can’t do much. Not that you don’t help! You do! Just- Thank you for helping.” Poor Swerve’s blush only worsens as he stumbles through his words, his servos fidgeting around the glass as he washes it. 

“I’m happy to do what little I can,” you start, and Swerve offers a warm smile before you continue, “Though sometimes it is hard, the view ain’t half bad.” Punctuating your terrible attempt at flirting with a wink, you hop down from Swerve’s shoulder and onto the sink’s rim.

You push the faucet off with fairly minimal effort compared to many of the other tedious tasks you’ve completed in this bar and turn back to Swerve. 

If his face was tinted before by blush, now it’s full blown covered. His mouth is wide open, and he drops the glass. It promptly shatters, and Swerve goes down with it with a resounding crash.

Peering over the edge of the counter, you see your poor Swerve, knocked straight out.

From somewhere across the bar, you hear a certain helicopter shout, “Stop flirting with the bartender, fleshy! You know he can’t handle it!”

Angst Mtmte Headcanons with Rodimus, Swerve, Tarn, Ratchet? Either human or cybertronain s/o works!

Their s/o and them get back from a fight. Everything’s fine and they’re like celebrating. But little do they know their s/o has been hiding a fatal injury 😈

HII THANK YOU FOR BEING PATIENT WITH YOUR REQUEST! Sorry this took like a month...anyways this was a very fun ask ngl. But also this is an absolute nightmare for Ratchet in like, every single one of them besides Tarn, my bad. Just stop dying, Y/N

[ cybertronian!reader CW: angst, death, near-death, injuries, i think you get it

post includes: Rodimus, Tarn, Swerve, and Ratchet]

(can you tell i like this gif?)

RODIMUS

The enemy was defeated, a couple of injured crew members were rushed to the med bay, but all was good now. The danger has passed. Rodimus bore a look of exhausted but relieved contentment, both of you have emerged unscathed from the ordeal.

Except…you held a servo to your side, your face scrunched up when you tried to walk but brushed it off to your lover that you were sore from the fight. 

"Do you really think it's a good idea to go without a checkup from Ratchet?" Rodimus asked, his face betraying his concern. "We had one hell of a fight back there, and I don't want you getting hurt and putting that stunning frame of yours in danger," he managed to smile, but the worry was still obvious in his expression.

“I’m fine, just a little sore is all. I’ll just disengage my pain receptors and I’ll be a-okay” you forced a smile.

That you did, but it didn’t stop you from feeling other symptoms besides pain

As soon as his attention was turned away from you, you took your energon-stained servo off your side, revealing an open wound. It was small, and should usually bleed slowly, but this time it threatened to be a big deal—it was connected to one of your main fuel lines. You glanced at the bots celebrating around you, some missing due to attending their friends in the med bay after the fight.

Ratchet had better things to focus his efforts on, and you saw others far worse off than yourself. You clung desperately to the tiny hope that you would still be standing when all the others were healed. Feeling suddenly unsteady, you leaned against the wall for support, your vision beginning to blur. Come on, not now! You willed your legs to move forward as you made your way toward Rodimus and the rest of the bots he was addressing. You’ll last a little longer.

By the time Rodimus notices you’re horribly injured, it's already too late. You're in his arms, the spark inside you weak and flickering as a large amount of your energon leaves a trail from his racing form. He desperately rushes you to the medbay, his servos shaking and trembling as he pleads with Ratchet to save your life. His voice grows louder as he begs for a miracle, primus help you

“You have to help her, you have to help her!”

The light has gone out from your optics, your spark hums quietly. When Ratchet takes your vitals, he gives Rodimus a look. And oh, he knows what that look means. 

He’s angry, he’s upset, he rushes to hold you one last time. He should have realized earlier, he should’ve taken you to Ratchet even if you said you were fine. He should’ve. 

SWERVE

It was one of those battles where everyone was needed; you and Swerve had to look out for each other. You two weren't the toughest or biggest fighters on your team but hey, by the end, you two managed to help out in some way.  

Why not host a small celebration at Swerve’s? Most of the crew was already there, having a drink or chatting. You stayed behind to get checked up by Ratchet but promised Swerve you’d join him soon after.

After the full-fledged battle, you felt dizzy and tired, but you figured it was just due to your extreme exhaustion. Little did you know, there was a malfunction in your inner circuits that had been spreading quickly, rapidly shutting down your functions. If you were well enough to think clearly and logically about the situation at hand, perhaps the malfunction would have horrified you more than it did… However, with the malfunction putting an extra load on your thoughts and movements it became very difficult for you to think straight. You must have been hit by something, but you don’t even remember what.

Ratchet asked if you wanted to call Swerve, but you said no. You didn't want to worry him. But then again, your spark panged at the thought of never seeing him again, of never getting to say goodbye. Time was running out and at this point, all you had left was the ability to message him through your communicator.

The minibot rushed as fast as he could to see you, but when he arrived and saw the state you were in, his spark sank. You were hooked up to all these machines that seemed to be the only thing keeping you alive. But at least you were still conscious, thankfully

“Oh, oh…y/n why didn’t you tell me? I could’ve, we could’ve…why?”

“I didn’t want to worry you.”

“Oh..y/n..” tear coolant(?) comes out of both your optics.

“Nonono wait, can you please hel-” The look on the medic’s face was enough to answer his pleas. There was nothing that could be done anymore. 

“Swerve” you muttered, your servo reaching out. “It’s okay.” 

The minibot grasped your servo tightly, his desperate grip conveying the understanding that this would be the last time he would have the chance to.

TARN

You knew being alongside the DJD was dangerous, hell, you were dangerous. The team of overly Megatron-obsessed mechs surprisingly had each other's back. You were with Tarn, too. You were basically unstoppable. 

So when you felt that shot hit your chassis, and the energon quickly leaking out of your wound, you had no idea what happened. You fell to your knees in front of the deceased Decepticon traitor whom you had just seen fall right before their blast had hit you. You were turned away from your team and their delight as they celebrated his death without any knowledge of what had happened to you. As those behind you laughed and commended each other for their victory

“Did you see how they finished them off? Absolutely cruel.” Your conjunx bragged to the others. His footsteps approached when you didn’t move from your spot. “Y/N?”

Before he had a chance to witness the pool of energon forming in front of you, you quickly whipped your helm around, frantically trying to hide your dizziness by plastering a smile on your face. "Stubborn one, huh? I'll be..I'll be with you in a moment," your words slurred slightly and Tarn took a step closer. “What was that? Are you alright?”

“YES, yes, I’m just… admiring this. You know how I feel about spilled energon”. Your servo tightened on the wound as you pondered if applying enough pressure would speed up the healing process.

Tarn paused for a moment then went to place a servo on your shoulder. “That’s my-” His optics widened when he saw your servo clutched around your wound.

"What happened?" Tarn demanded, dropping to his knees beside you and examining the wound. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't want to worry you," you replied weakly, trying to hide the pain in your voice. "I thought it was just a graze, but it hurts more than I thought it would."

Tarn's optics softened as he looked at you, his hand moving to gently caress your cheek. "Just a graze…” He scoffed. “You foolish, stubborn bot," he murmured affectionately. "You know I would never forgive myself if something happened to you."

“I’m sorry,” you winced. Realization hit him like a ton of bricks - you were dying and needed medical attention immediately. His spark hurt. Despite it all, he musters up enough courage to pick you up in his arms and take you away to safety, struggling to keep his composure as he does so.

Your optics shut off, and he realized he might need to figure out his last words to you. He clutched his fists. 

RATCHET

He would never forgive himself if a fatal injury went unnoticed, especially if you were his patient. And yet, somehow it happened

Many of the crew members were injured, and few needed urgent medical attention but you knew Ratchet would be busy.

Despite his complaints and grumbling, Ratchet had agreed to scan you as soon as he was done tending to his critically-injured patients.

You had a deep slice way too close to your spark, you were bleeding out. You were able to use a medical patch tucked away in your subspace to temporarily stop the bleeding, but it's like applying a bandage to a bullet wound a little too close to the heart.

You realized you may have fucked up when you started to feel lightheaded and your sensors suddenly weren't working so well. You limped your way to the medbay, but didn't manage to make it. You groaned as the energon seeped from underneath the patch, you slid down the wall just a couple steps away from the entrance. The last thing you saw was a blur exit the medbay and run towards you before your optics powered off.

Ratchet’s optics widened when you were carried into the medbay by a bot he had just finished working on. He took off the patch to reveal the fatal wound, he could only stand there as your spark weakly glowed underneath all your inner systems. 

Why hadn’t you told him? Why didn’t he make sure? He knew your spark was too weak and wouldn’t make it but he still desperately tried to seal any area where energon was flowing from, occasionally cursing at himself when his servos would be too shaky. 

“C'mon, c'mon. Primus, damnit. Don't you dare give up on me now."

He couldn't accept the truth, he held his helm in his servos when your spark completely stopped functioning. 

He agreed to have a drink at Swerve’s with you after everyone was healed, just one. And now that moment would never come. 

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“I don’t want to hear it (Y/N),” Rewind told you, having allowed you into his hab-suite.

It felt almost wrong to see him without Chromedome, but after his stint trying to use mnemosurgery on Swerve, Chromedome had been banished from Rewind’s life and was being forced to stay with Tailgate and Cyclonus. Personally, you didn’t think staying with a couple would help him, but Tailgate was kind-hearted and Cyclonus was a good listener, so maybe it was for the best.

“I know, but I mean, Chromedome didn’t actually commit mnemosurgery, so that’s something, right?” You pandered, hoping that Rewind would forgive his partner and that they would be able to patch things up.

“That’s not the point. He intended to do it, and he would have if Rung hadn’t stopped him.”

“But-”

“No! It isn’t like Chromedome considered mnemosurgery and talked himself out of it. He had to be stopped. He can’t keep using other bots to justify his addiction. It isn’t fair. He can’t keep lying to me like this.”

“I get it, Rewind. I just think that maybe you can’t leave Chromedome in the lurch forever. He loves you so much and-”

“STOP IT!” Rewind shouted. “JUST BECAUSE YOU CAN’T FIX YOUR RELATIONSHIP DOESN’T MEAN YOU CAN MEDDLE IN MINE!”

You blinked rapidly, taken aback by the insult to your virtually non-existant marriage. Coolant sprung to your optics, though you tried hard not to cry.

“Y-yeah, okay. You’re right,” You said, getting up to leave.

Rewind lifted his arm, “(Y/N), wait. I didn’t mean that.” You shook your head, “It’s fine. I’ll- I’ll see you later, Rewind. Bye.”

Gently lays down. I want to tell Swerve that I like listening to him talk and that I genuinely love having him around and that he deserves to be listened to more- you don't have to do a write or headcanons if you don't feel it I just want Swerve to know he's loved and the world needs to HEAR IT

Anon listen you’re so right here have some headcanons as a treat

Based on me n a couple of buddies going over what makes a cybertronian physically attractive/cybertronian beauty standards (which I will go into another time) Swerve is actually pretty hot! However it's canon that a mech will prefer someone's personality over their looks, and that's why Swerve gets no bitches

If Swerve ever found out how big of a fanbase he has online, he would explode, reform, and then explode again. Not only does he have an autistic fascination with humans, he would be THRILLED to know we have an autistic fascination with him.

He knows undertale exists, and yes sans is his favorite character.

I really think he's smart. That bitch must have a LOT of memory to contain all of human media plus cybertronian knowledge plus bartending knowledge PLUS his old degree (he's educated!!) And I think this is why he and Skids and Nautica get along. They are all fucking nerds

I'd love to start a podcast with him. Like a weekly Lost Light podcast with a catchy af name. Just talking about whatever went down the last few days, he does little advertisements for his bar, reader gets to bring up new human concepts to him/learn cybertronian concepts n stuff. Just overall good cheerful fun.

Swerve is nonbinary, or at least doesn't abide by a binary in general. Gender is a human concept and for cybertronians it just doesn't make much sense. If you were LGBT+ on the lost light he'd be your number one supporter. That's all for now! I love me some Swerve boi