#rabot asks

Swindle cursed in his helm the whole rest of the way to his habsuite once they were back at their private base. Only stopping when his door closed behind him and he thunked his back against it. Your glare was still seared into Swindle’s memory banks. So sharp and totally threatening something, if he didn't back off then and there.

"I ain't buying-!" You hissed with a scowl before marching off. So pissed off you left your cleaning cloth and empty cube on the canteen table you were at. Swindle didn't think twice he just swiped your cleaning cloth and turned tailpipe to try and re think his strategy.

You still didn't want nothing to do with him. Getting more annoyed whenever he'd try to squeeze into your good graces with a steal he'd never offer to any other bot. Blast off looked at him like he was dumb when Swindle complained about it to him. Before Blast off asked if he's even tried to talk to you in any other way, instead of trying to sell ya something-? Well- sure!

... Not as often.

Now he's rethinking on that conversation now that you're mad at him again.

...

What if it was some other bot? Not you, but some other mech trying to sell him stuff the way he is you-?

Swindle would be mad, now that he's actually thinking about it plainly. These deals he's offering ya are way too good to be true. Not even in a "Oh, I need this off my servos sale. Take it sorta way.” Nah- the way all his deals for ya looked, would be what he would think was a fragging scam.

And he just fragging realized that's what it's exactly been lookin’ like from your perspective.

Swindle cursed, throwing his servos over his helm. "Fragging no good-!" How the pit did he miss that obvious over sight!? Stupid fragging personality programming-! No wonder you didn't want slag to do with him!

Swindle slid down the door and landed on his aft, scrubbing his servos down his faceplate. Before he remembered his find he'd snatched when you made such a quick exit.

He unsubspaced your cleaning cloth- turning it over and examining it. It looked ordinary. No clues or tells to how valuable the little thing actually was. Swindle knew damn well he wasn't about to be getting closer to ya anytime soon. He had slag and scrap he needed to clean up and repair before you even looked at him normally.

So, what if he just-?

Swindle looked right and then left even though he knew he was alone in his habsuite. Can never be too careful when you're a combiner. Always someone somewhere ya don't want ‘em or ever expect ‘em to be.

Scheduled mind meld wasn't for another cycle or two- meaning he wouldn't get slag for it till then. After all what's stopping him from taking full advantage of your cleaning cloth for those two days?

Nothing that's what.

With that he shoved your cloth up against his olfactory and inhaled. His hips immediately jumped and he grunted. Okay, that's good- that's real good! Primus, frag-! If he could actually hide this from the rest of his gestalt, he'd hide it somewhere and make 'em pay big to use it themselves. Fragging mind meld would just tell 'em exactly where it was. His next inhale had a throaty groan rumbling in the back of his throat. His array jumping to attention and pinging charge already just from a couple puffs.

Swindle needed to mend those bridges he burned with you-! Anything if ya let him this close to ya in the metal!

His panel pulled back and he grabbed the base of his spike as soon as it pressurized right. He could feel his whole array throb on his next savoring inhale. Frag, what would he do- what would he do with ya? He could do more then he could count. Memorize your plating, learn where you were the most fun to squeeze at, have you suck his spike like it was your function. The vice versa with him with your own spike.

His servo stroked up and down while more and more perverted ideas flashed through his helm. Use ya as his sweet stress relief. He could even make dirty videos and photos with you to sell to-

A quick flare of possessiveness flashed in his chassis and he thought over the idea a second time.

He didn't wanna share, (he wouldn't-! Only when it was his gestalt and that's not the same since they are him too!). But- frag! He's seen how some of the other cons look at you! Cons not his gestalt! Swindle knew to keep a look out for the little things- anything to help a potential sale. What do they look like they need-? Is their paint scuffed? Are their optics a little dull? Are they nervous? All things he can use to his advantage. Things just left out to be seen or taken advantage of- (like your cleaning cloth). And he started seeing how some of 'em looked at you. Really looked at ya.

It’s fragging obvious when he notices- and it just makes him slagged off whenever he thinks about it again. It makes him wanna put him between ya and them, but Onslaught said they couldn't lay it on too thick. Cause it could up and scare ya away. They were already at a disadvantage with you stationed at The Victory. Swindle never fragging thought he'd actually feel jealous of the mechs marooned on The Victory. Sharing space with every other Decepticon. Having their own base was a Primus sending. Sure, they came in The Victory pretty frequently. But you were there cause you lived there. With all the other fragging cons Swindle knew he couldn't trust.

Enjoying ya any time of the planets cycle.

But if they did make dirty videos or photos with you- they could show everyone how your his, and theirs! Swindle wouldn't mind if the others helped him get the point across you were theirs and nobody else's. Five pairs of servos focused on your frame. Swindle gasped against your cleaning cloth when he imagined that glare you usually gave him fragged outta ya; when they'd totally end up overstimulating you once they actually had ya. Taking those videos to show who you belonged to- making them pay to just see you being theirs. His valve squeezes down on nothing when he's thinking about them all taking turns with your spike and valve. Using your spike like a toy and stuffing your valve full of their transfluid.

He ends up bucking into his fist when he thinks about getting a close up of with your faceplate with the recorder. Just to grab your jaw and worry his thumb against your lower derma with his free servo. Sinking his spike into your already claimed valve with a slick sound from their already spent transfluid. And he thinks about a fragged out of it smile curling on your derma when he starts thrusting. He imagines you shooting your own transfluid onto your chassis as your spike throbs. All while he's fragging another load right into you. Swindle overloads with a groan shaking in his chassis and a gasping laugh that tapers off from his over wound charge. He arches against his door and thunks back onto it when it first hits him. Plating shaking and clenching while his hips jerk against his fist.

He's gasping in more vents against your cleaning cloth through his overload haze. The longer he does it the more his helm fogs brutally. Thinking about ya cutting strips of his paint right off with your digit pads.

Swindle didn't know how he was gonna be getting in your good graces yet. But he did know once he was in there, he wasn't gonna let you go. Till ya realized what he was offering was well worth your while...

Divider credit: @/cafekitsune, @/cursed-carmine,

When your work had been stopped yet again for the fourth consecutive time, is when Shockwave decided to intervene to rectify the proverbial road block in the project.

"You're distracted." He stated causing you to jolt. So seemingly distracted you hadn't even noticed he'd come over behind you. You turned around and gripped the edge of your own metal work desk now behind you.

"Um- just a tad." You scratched your cheek with a digit.

"Explain what is so intriguing it’s hampering your ability to focus on the project in progress." Distraction to this degree wasn't typically in your work ethic. He wouldn’t have made you his assistant otherwise.

"Um-" your optics darted downwards as if unsure. "Sorry... just got distracted by a pretty frame, my bad. I'll try to stop gawking like a pervert." You rubbed the back of your neck. A nervous action.

A pretty frame-?

The only bot that would even qualify for that description would be Knock Out. And he didn't frequent the lab space enough to be properly distracting you to such a degree.

Not Megatron. He could be described as physically attractive, but he was what most would consider rougher than a socially standard "pretty". Frame marked with strikes in his paint and the left over evidence of battle somewhere streaked across his metal.

Soundwave isn't exactly the social standard for "pretty" as well. A more leaning lanky frame and a duller paint scheme to avoid glare in flight. Neither of which marked for the definition "conventionally attractive". He also didn't come around as frequently as your distraction either.

It certainly wasn't Starscream. More than lanky, even easily described as gangly. Thinner than Soundwave. And though his paint was in better condition he was nowhere near in as good of a shape or shine as Knock Out.

There was no chance it was the predacon you were referring to. A four planted leg beastly frame. Though, yes the potential admiration to the successful project could perhaps be admired as "pretty". Though not the beasts frame itself. Rough and jagged edges.

The only other bots commonly in the room with you two were Decepticon troops.

Other than himself.

…

It was only you two in the lab at that moment in time.

Process of elimination ran through his helm again as he looked through the options for fact.

And every single thing pointed to himself being the most likely correct bot in question. The other answers simply making less sense than more. Leaving only the truth as the most likely option.

Which... perturbing to say the least if it was true. He wasn't exactly conventionally attractive. He did not have the traditional face plate as most bots did.

Though you had said "pretty frame" not "pretty face plate"...

His finials flicked to a fro twice before they stilled again. His focus returned back to you only for his finials to perk upwards. Finding you were quite blatantly running your optics over his frame. Gaze clearly running down his hips and then his thighs.

… You were in fact using the words "pretty frame" to describe Shockwave.

Which logically did not line up with common reality.

Something he could not accept since the facts did not line up correctly.

"Explain." The demand was short and simple. No need for much else he'd imagined.

You jerked and your helm shot back up to meet his gaze properly again. "Huh?" Clearly you were distracted again.

"Explain what you find attractive... on a frame such as mine."

You cycled your optics before huffing what may have been a laugh. "Well-" You glanced back downwards at Shockwave’s frame. "I like how you're shaped for one."

"My... shape?" He didn't quite fit the mold there. Shockwave was built bulkier than most as a tank.

"Yup." you only affirmed your previous statement. Your servo raised and you brought one digit up to tap against his front glass. His gaze glanced down towards it. "I like your glass and how that's shaped". You dragged your digit to the bottom edge of his glass before you'd dipped lower. Digit coming off his frame but hovering directly over it instead. "I like your hips and pelvis." Your digits fanned apart over one of his hips. Something that made him still. Not used to such a... gentle approach when he had physical contact with another mech.

Much more accustomed to heavy and violent servos on his frame.

You treated him like a glass beaker- not the tank he was and was clearly built as. Yet your servos dipped lower, gliding slowly and testing till you reached the outside of his thigh. "I like your thighs." Your helm leaned forward just a touch at the admittance, as if it was ill advised to say as freely and openly as you had.

Your frame just leaned a touch closer as well. "I like your pedes."

He could not allow that one a by without further explanation. "How so?" His pedes were thicker to support his heavier frame weight. Not exactly thin and simple as most would use the word "pretty" for as a descriptor.

You just looked back up once more, your optics meeting his gaze. Your derma curled and amusement bled into your expression. As if he'd said something humorous. Your servo came back up and your pointer and middle digits "walked" up his glass. You allowing your servo to travel further each time you scissored your two digit tips up his chassis. "I like how they're shaped." Another discrepancy.

Your servo raised and Shockwave’s helm turned to follow it. Your servo reaching forward. He hadn't moved given you'd not expressed an ounce of ill will towards him. No expressions of scheming on your expression. More importantly no reason for it. He also believed he could easily subdue you if you'd attempted to actually harm him at this distance. So he stayed where he was. Finding no need to move.

Though the quick rush down his spinal strut you'd caused made him instinctively tense up.

His finals flicked when one was rather casually touched by your digit. Digit pad actually gliding up the edge of it towards the finials tip. Your frame leaning forwards just a touch more to follow through with the glide.

If you'd gotten any closer then you currently were, your chassis would touch his own. "I like your finals. They're cute."

Cute.

Surprisingly it was the least preposterous statement out of you so far. Finials could rather widely be described as "cute" kibble. Though it was rare to describe a mech such as himself with the moniker. Shockwave had been bluntly told more than once he seemed "intimidating" as a mech. Which was logical. He was a large mech. He was heavier set. One of his arms was quite literally a weapon, one that could cause heavy damage through the power output it could fire off with. He did not have a traditional face plate, and he only had a singular optic as opposed to two.

Your servo pulled away before it came to rest right against said exact weaponry. Palm flat and your em field ghosted across his front. He focused in on it. Eager to find any other clues to a satisfactory conclusion. Your em field was inquiring, amused to a degree, delighted to another. Softly warm and rather inviting. No ounce or inkling of fear or apprehension to it. It was not something he could quite frankly ever recall being on the receiving end of.

Ergo he did not know the correct response to your actions. Your servo brushed against the edge of his gun attachment. Gentle yet again. Your slow touch sending some prickles underneath his plating.

Other servo raising and dragging over his visible bio-luminescent lights. The ones on his front upper chassis. Circling a digit pad over one, following the circumference of the curricular shape. "I like your bio highlights..." another subdued point of contact that seemed to have rather noticeable effects on his plating sensors.

How odd.

Your face plate like your frame was rather close to his optic. Smile still on your derma. "Shall I go on, Shockwave?"

It was rather enlightening when he comprehended that you were being truthful. You were genuine with your attraction towards his frame. Shockwave’s frame of all things.

You were an oddity.

The only explanation left meaning you simply had... unconventional tastes in mechs.

A logical explanation.

"No need. I understand you do in fact find my frame attractive." You continued to stare at him to the degree he had begun to debate if he should be the first to speak again.

"Thank you for satisfying my curiosity." With that he took a step backwards. Giving you one last look before he'd turned to continue on with his former task.

"Anytime, babe." His finals flicked at the verbiage and he paused at the unfamiliar word. He found himself wanting to turn back around to ask the meaning of the name.

But he'd ignored it to instead focus back on his work.

Ignoring the lingering humming traces that felt as if they were left on his frame. From your digits and servo.

Which made no logical sense. There was nothing for you to leave against his frame after you'd stopped touching him. Your touch was also much too light to be registering so strongly in himself as it had in actuality.

…

You were an oddity in more ways than one.

Ending RB/comment Divider support made by: @/cursed-carmine

Neutral reader or even "former" Decepticon reader who wanted out so they faked a little "Oh, they're more than likely fucking dead" battle situation before disappearing. Before reader has to awkwardly go "oh shit yayyy you found me/I found you guys out here in the middle of bum fuck nowhere of the galaxy..." very strained because fuckkkkk now they're gonna have to be a con again!!!! While simultaneously/casually looking for the perfect out to probably fake their death again.

Or even Autobot carrier reader would be delicious too if you wanna play with the cross faction longing/unhealthy behavior being amplified because you're not Soundwaves ally but his enemy. And that's gonna make him way way more likely to lean into the ownership and possessive wants that he smothered down if you were a Decepticon or neutral. It's almost the only way he can realistically have you with the war on going. And it is by keeping you as a slave. Something viewed cruel and sadistic enough- (it is cruel and sadistic, Sounders be quiet.) That Megatron would be alright with it. Instead of it being what it actually is and a selfish desire to have you be his utterly.

If it's Autobot reader with him failing to own/capture reader than you can have some potential fun with the crazy style jealousy/new found scorn he would absolutely have of Blaster. If you wanted to do a fucked up yandere carrier love triangle with yandere Blaster that could be fun too. Cause Blaster knows what a gross creep Soundwave is and he's about as happy as he is over the idea of the others mitts all over you. Their rivalry is burning so much harsher now.

Soundwave jealous: Blaster does not treat them nearly as well as they (reader) deserves.

Blaster without skipping a beat: Yeah, well at least they smile at me, you stalking creep.

Soundwave: ...

Soundwave now literally nauseous with jealously: I'm going to kill you.

But affectionate carrier reader same faction would be soft. Nice and more open about the affection since they've got it literally programed into them that it's not a big deal to be doting on another bot a Lil casually anyway. Nor having to worry about the cassettes + his bond since you know. what it is truly. And if reader did have cassettes of their own as a con. You could think of the scenario where reader doesn't mind being friendly but readers cassettes can sense Soundwave's perversions towards their carrier/boss and they hate his aft. All collectively decided his vibes are rancid and now Soundwaves trying so- so hard to get them to like him. Because he knows there's absolutely no way you'd get with him romantically if your cassettes did not accept him.

I don't personally imagine cassettes necessarily coming/originating from the carrier bots themselves. I imagine it more like Pokémon sorta? Where cassettes are created either cold or old fashioned ground grown and being by themselves. Before living by themselves till they meet a carrier like- oh, shit guess I could go in there and be part of them? Yeah that sounds good. And the carrier also wants them then they bond. And the cassettes become a part of them/extension of them/ they're also kinda like their goons while the carrier is the mob boss (Especially so in Soundwaves case.) But you could probably also make cassettes the more complicated sparkling way too now that I'm thinking about it. If Soundwave doesn't give you your own cassette with the first sparkling (by virtue of them maybe not having the model type to dock)- He can just try again till you get it right- no problem. Just make another sparkling with him- right now. You'll end up with a new cassette eventually.

Though the idea that Soundwaves (Or Blaster technically) got a higher chance to either spark reader or get sparked by reader since they're both coded as carriers is a fun idea. He'd probably be way quicker to realizing he wants to make a sparkling with reader + way more desperate about it if Carrier reader had no cassettes of their own. I also think it's kinda hysterical how hard the Yandere Soundwave breeding kink is being pushed. I'm not saying it's wrong I just think it's funny how collective the agreement is for Soundwave. Like you guys are right, but I just think it's funny too lolololol.

AND not the subliminal messages about fucking Soundwave just-

Carrier reader with Frenzy in their chassis: Huh this does feel kinda right though?

Frenzy internally via bond wave with zero subtly: You should frag Soundwave.

Reader who heard that as bluntly and clearly as possible: what.

Frenzy: what-?

Or it just not clicking cause Readers all "Why the frag am I thinking 'Frag Soundwave' in bold letters in my helm? I mean we aren't exactly close friends but he's not bad enough I need to tell him 'frag you' and be a jerk to him." Before shrugging it off. Cassettes playing on "I'm a little guy. You wanna pick me up sooo bad C'mon do it." Even though they're all grown ass bots. But if reader was a carrier they'd probably be more hesitant on that one since they do in fact see them as their own bots. Even when they are as affectionate as they already are. Soundwaves cassettes that aren't Readers, so picking up to coddle them feels like it might be crossing some type of carrier rule for Cassettes that already have their own carrier. And it would be in any other context or any other carrier bot. But it's you and they want you to violate every social norm between what is supposed to be just allies right fragging now.

Wildrider is a mess of energy and chaos and he loves the insanity it can bring. He fully and genuinely believes that he is courting you in the most obvious way possible. And that he is doing the best job he possibly can. I believe I have said this almost verbatim on here before but Wildrider going "hey watch this-!" Before hurling himself into a cliff and destroying some trees with the rebound it causes. As he goes flying through the air the other direction. You know the trope/thing of someone going "Hey this ones for you." Before they shot a hole in one on a Basketball court? Okay for here it's that, but it's the equivalent of Wildrider going "Hey this one's for you-!" [*Misses basketball hoop shot and instead sends the ball crashing through the nearest window and causes a car to crash in the backround*] but like... he thinks he's nailing it. He's so annoying you should probably beat him up for this. And if you're a con like i'm picturing for this, that's just Tuesday for your allies being annoying.

Drag Strip is second on this- however the tricks are more of a happenstance addition to the fact he's primarily trying to be a showboat about his speed. He's obviously showing you who's the fastest- it's him! He might as well throw in some tricks and stunts to make it flashier. He's almost as in his helm with "how well he's nailing this/how he's wooing you" as Wildrider is. Except Drag Strip's self conscious aware enough that he can tell when you aren't paying attention to him. Or if you're extra exasperated with him too. Which only makes him worse in trying to court instead of throwing him off. Because he is not a loser. Drag Strip is. Not. a failure. He'll get into his head about his insecurities with courting you and then it's down hill. Because if Wildriders also trying as obviously as he is they're gonna start crashing into each other. Drag Strip trying to sabotage Wildrider to no avail vs Wildrider having "two birds dancing together in the wild makes them both more desirable" logic about it- So he's all for it. And starts ramming Drag Strip back when it's for your attention.

Dead End. Oh, Dead End. He's kinda fascinating about this because I do actually think he would. Just not 110%-100% about it as the above two. But I think he'd be surprisingly into it as a way to attempt to court. Or at the very least he likes using it as a way to make you look at him. He's not entirely doom and gloom and he does hold value in his own frame. Value he holds decently high for himself and one he puts considerable effort into making look good, and kept up on the by to by. Yes, everything's worthless but he's going to look good doing it so help him. So it's a rather easy (and low effort) way to get your helm turning and your attention onto him and his paint. Which depending on the success can have him putting even more effort into his polishing and subsequently eventually more tricks. Won't sabotage the other two surprisingly but will retaliate if it's brought on him first.

Breakdownnnn. A double sided blade. He might. At least if he sees the rest of them doing it he might as well-! (He'd rather not stay on the sidelines away from everyone else cause he starts thinking about potential getting got chances since he's alone.) He wouldn't employ it often though- he's not starting it first ever either. If it works and your optics are on him then it's a bit of a rush in the good way. But its also a rush in the bad way because your optics are on him. He struggles. Would rather try and court more normal ways (he's bad at it. He's so bad at it. He bails on most planned attempts because he can't get himself to commit at the last moment). But he can also sorta pretend he's just doing stunts with the others and you might see him and think it's cool- but others might also see it. And he usually ends up wiping out/crashing the most in this scenario. (Whether it's one of his multiple frame issues acting up or from him freaking out.)

Motormaster is the least serious about it as an attempt to court and the least likely to do it to begin with. And it's more so a consideration he might make if he's training- or passing time destroying things with the other Stunticons. When you just happen to be near by. It's less something he'll go out of his way to do and more of a- "Well, I'm already here. I'm already at the party. I might as well show off." sort of thought process. Granted it's more in this specific way because Motormaster like... As himself is particular about how he presents himself and his rank. If you're below him in rank or the same rank in the Decepticons then he won't do it to begin with. But that's more him and his view on himself. Why lower himself for it? You should be showing off to him. (Lololol if you're not pinning for him same as he is you, he gets to suffer then.) If you're above him in rank he's more likely to "show off" but he does that in battle as opposed to doing road tricks.

Didn't even think about the fact that they hadn't even comprehended they even had an array. But that 100% feels like the most natural option considering the circumstances. Especially when Menasor is as unstable as he usually is. Like in the moment its very "Yeah of course my array is responding to this much charge and how hot this is." then after the moments over and the charge is actually out of them joors later going after self servicing for probably way to long. "wait... WE HAVE A SPIKE AND VALVE AS MENASOR???? SINCE WHEN??"

But on reactions after I already wrote some here for a nonnie inquiring about the same- at least quick thoughts anyway. Regardless whoever it was who was patient zero they are so over it all. why did that happen-!? Dragstrip and Wildrider would shake it off the quickest bc they can't exactly undo any of it so they jump into pursing. But the other three would all be full on helm in own servos if they were patient zero on affections towards reader.

Because oops there goes any fraction of a chance of them having normal interactions with you! They all keep getting memory flashes on your expressions- and sounds. And they keep getting distracted and only end up fumbling the interaction that much worse because of it. (Some of them swear up and down to one another they can feel charge trickling down their glossia's if their imagination gets away from them while talking to you-!)

Which only makes them look like bigger weirdos than they already do. And which in turn makes more dirty thoughts emerge when looking back at the memory of it becuase they can't interact with you normally. Which again makes them fumble worse. They're so bad at it. like so so bad at it. They're self servicing way more than they did before what happened. (They can't fragging help it-! Not when you looked that good-! Tasted that good. And now they can't even touch!? Suffering. They're suffering.)

They know they have to figure something out though because they have zero clue if the same thing is gonna happen if they happen to see you the next time they turn into Menasor. Maybe they can shame each other/themselves enough to hold off on touching you like that at least if anyone else is watching. Or maybe that again makes them more pent up and eager when it manifests in the most overwhelming way possible.