Here is the completed art that was the winner of the poll! Some lovely Dratchet art using TFP Ratchet and my TFP design for Drift. This picture is very loosely inspired by the fic Spark Burn by milkman7 over on AO3.
I'm thinking I'm gonna work on the Megarod sketch next, as a treat ❤️
Link to the full pic as well as the fic (because that is not tumblr appropriate either lol) below the cut!
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"You agreed to link up with the mind of the Decepticon leader, your old friend, instead of Bumblebee. Now that he's in your mind and there's no escaping the dialogue, you're rekindling your friendship... in a curious way. "
Transformer!Reader. GN!Reader
Mind control, body control, shame kink, reader is in love with Optimus, but he himself participates very little..
English is not my native language! 18+
The kids hadn't gone to bed yet, there was a celebration of Lord's death and Optimus' recovery. And you… hid. From the noise, from the joyful faces, because inside your chest there was grief, and tried to hide from the voice that was becoming clearer and clearer in your head. He is here, you understood that. Not as a ghost, no, he's inside your mind, trying to talk to you, trying to command your body to move, but you don't give in. If Megatron were in someone else's processor, a mech or a fem would give up quickly, but you're made of sterner stuff, and you know him. You and Orion have known him for a long time.
A hint of contempt could be sensed in Lord's reaction, and a desire to defend the leader's honor rose in your chest. Megatron would not dare to think that way about him.
I dare. You cannot stop me; I am intangible. You both deserve such an opinion; you are pathetic and naive, but worst of all, you are traitors.
You? You?! It is you, you idiot, traitor to Cybertron, traitor to the millions of living beings you destroyed, traitor to the friendship you three shared-
No, it was Orion who spoke up when no one asked him to, dismissing Megatron's perfectly valid arguments as nonsense and portraying him as an aggressor, which only reinforced the Council's opinion of miners and the lower classes. And you, you dared to run away with the new Prime, clearly ready to share your life only with him. How many times did you warm his bed, huh?
The metal of your frame heated up and the energon boiled in your circuits from anger and shock at such insolence. Between you and Optimus. Nothing. Not once. There was nothing.
But you clearly wouldn't mind. You act as if you're just good old friends who trust each other? I see the looks he gives you, I see the images flashing through your loose mind as you examine his frame from head to peds
You're so pathetic in your jealousy, as if I've never thought about you.
The processor suddenly became so quiet that it seemed deafening. Your anger subsided as if it had never been there, but embarrassment and shame flared up throughout your body, mixed with a tingle of excitement between your peds.
Meg, forget about it.
And how often did this happen?
There was no time to think; the hot groin plate burned your palm as your servo pressed uncontrollably against the heated metal. Megatron had found a way to control your body, weakening your guard. Perhaps it was possible to regain control, but palm pressed harder, squeezing the soft metal of the spike beneath the plate and forcing you to tuck your peds under you.
New, lewd thoughts surfaced in your processor, flashing for less than a second, but enough for the visitor in your mind to catch them, and you swear by Primus you feel him smiling inwardly. It felt so reminiscent of a spark connection that it became suffocating; you felt each other's emotions, feelings, desires, and motives, as if your Sparks, the very essence of your being, had intertwined, creating a union.
Perhaps these are too romantic thoughts for the moment when your ex-friend is trying to have sex with you through mind control...
Relishing his control over you, Megatron overly skillfully activated the opening of your groin plates, revealing the soft metal of your valve and spike. Without foreplay or caresses, it excitedly rushed upward toward the ceiling, a drop of transfluid on its sharp tip.
Your gaze wandered from this pitiful sight to anywhere else, but you were forced to watch.
Watching as you ran your thumb over the tip of the spike, wiping away a drop, bringing it to your mouth, and licking the liquid. Unable to control your body, unable to control the shame that caused the spike to release another couple of drops, unable to control your own thoughts, which treacherously sent you a vulgar image of Megatron sitting across from you, personally grasping your spike in his palm and licking your transfluid from his fingers…
To spend millions of years fighting you and never once think about what a pervert you are, you have talent.
Frag, you're ashamed.
Ashamed of dirty thoughts, ashamed of trembling thighs, ashamed of the sound of fist moving against will along the entire length of the spike, and the squelching sound of fingers sliding inside the soft valve. And even more ashamed of the loud moan that escaped the lips, hidden from everyone outside only by the loud music. What if Optimus comes in here? What if he sees…
You'd like him to join us, right? Don't lie, I feel it. You want the three of us to take part in this fun.
This picture itself appeared in your imagination. An impossible fantasy where your two best friends are reunited, where your perfect trio is back together after so many years apart, and you find common ground this way. Your sometimes naive, but devoted archivist and gladiatorial fighter ready to defend from any adversity, slowly pushing apart the walls of your wet valve, while simultaneously pumping, almost milking, your spike.
Your faceplate is burning, the vent blows out huge clouds of hot air, terrifying you with the thought of melting. The four fingers of your palm are almost completely in and out of the valve, stretching you enough to make you believe it was Megatron himself opening you up to this extent. You feel his lust inside you, waves of his desire to truly be physically close and enter your womb fully with one thrust, washing over Spark. You don't have the strength to think about the need to fight for control, you don't have the strength to think about the fact that he could just tear something off from you if he just wanted to, you don't have the strength…
Your hips shot up as your internal circuits gave in, sending you into what felt like the most intense orgasm you'd ever felt… in your entire life. Overloaded systems shrouded your vision, hearing, and sense of space in darkness, trapping you in a forced stasis. A moment before complete shutdown, you felt a pang of fear for what had just happened, but it was too late.
***
Your consciousness rests, and the Decepticon Lord finally feels able to control you completely, without hearing your thoughts or worries, which would otherwise disturb him. Although he might miss this for a while. Megatron rises in your body and looks at the wet mess you've made together. He himself feels a twinge of arousal from this, looking at your now-flaccid spike, examining it more closely. Compared to his, it is no big deal.
All your private parts are hidden behind the plates again, and the Decepticon heads toward the now-quiet celebration. He'll return to his ship, regain his body, and, well, make a few of your dreams come true.
The sounds of rumbling and vibrations of the truck underneath you. It had soothed you to sleep you were so tired last night through all of that chaotic night such a strange night almost felt like a dream and just waiting to wake up in your comfortable bed wanting this dream to disappear. But it wasn’t a dream everything was very real, you woken up slowly sounds of your grumbling, you had woken up from a slight snoring which almost sounded like a truck purring. Lifting your head up slowly only for your head to be met with a large metal hand that was caging you with. You couldn’t tell if it was still night or morning yet there were no windows to tell it was still dark with a blue dim light that lit the dark habsuite. You started to move slowly trying not to wake the sleeping metal giant but your movement instantly made Optimus servo that was still caging over you close in a little more in a protective manner.
“Damnit..” You whispered and sighed softly. Hell you really needed to pee you thought this discomfort of holding a full bladder of pee was really uncomfortable. You decided to fight your way through his servos which was not easy fighting through metal hands that caged you…Optimus slowly came back online opening his optics from the feeling of the small woman struggling between his digits, lifting his helm up slightly tucking his chin in a bit to look at you. Your small eyes looked at him eyes wide and body frozen while half of your body was somewhat out of his cage. “Oh..uh, hi sorry if I woke you.” You said, Optimus lifts his servos up and from off of you “no need..I’m assuming you would like to freshen up?” He asked raising an optical ridge. You nodded “yep..and I really needed to pee, do you have a bathroom around here?”
“Yes we do, we also have a couple of humans that do come here..added a restroom to make it more easier and accessible for them” you thought you were the only human to know about them guess some other got caught up with them before you did “Ah, I see well uh will you be so kind and take me to the restroom?” Smiling nervously at him you don’t know why you were still so nervous being around him he told you he’s wasn’t gonna hurt you and allowed you to sleep in the same bed as him on top of his metal chest not that you mind it was quite soothing hearing his rumbling and the sound of whatever was beating in that chest of his. “Of course.” Lifting his servo cupping it around you against his chest so you wouldn’t slide off and fall, sitting up his two large peds gently planted on the ground, stood up walking out of his habsuite the door sliding open. Walking to a different part of the base, you on the other hand was still cupped in her servos against his chest hearing the same soothing beating of his heart? He soon stopped his other servo came up from underneath lowering himself down to a slight crouching position having his servos hover just slightly above the ground. You look around seeing the bathroom sign on a singular metal door, standing up in his palm stepping off and out his cupped servos. “Do what you need in the restroom, let me know if you need anything” reassuring you, you nodded “okay, thank you for bringing me to the bathroom” you say smiling before making your way to the door opening it before closing it. Your met with a smell of fresh clean lemon smell, turning on the light. A dim warm light seeing there was stalls, making your way to a stall to do your business. You grabbed your phone while on the toilet it was at 46% seeing the time on your phone screen 8:20 AM. Seeing there was also no bars so she had no way of contacting anyone. Your friends and family think you’re dead, “fuck..” running a hand through your messy hair “why me, why me.” Groaning rubbing your temples while your phone was in your lap, your leg jumping with anxiety.
You finished up in the bathroom, made sure to fix up your hair and splash your face with some cold water. Sighing in the mirror before leaving the bathroom the door opening with a squeak, you stare up seeing the giant again he stared down at you he noticed your slight change of your face you looked tired and with some discomfort. “You okay?” He asked that stoic and soothing voice rang through you. “Yeah I’m okay just..trying to get used to things you know..this isn’t exactly what I was looking forward to happening” rubbing the back of your head trying to avoid his piercing gaze. “I can understand how you feel, everything happening so quickly and too much is happening..let me take you to the main part of the base to introduce you to everyone else. Crouching down holding a servo out for you to climb on which you did and sat down in his palm knees to your chest. Optimus cupped his palm a bit and stood up walking to the main part of the base.
You stayed in a knees up position, in Optimus hand. Optimus arrived to the front and center area of the base where everyone was at, kids were still at school. Every other bot stares over at you catching their attentions. Optimus stopped opening his palm a little more so she could see the others.
“Autobots..we have a new guess in our base, another human” Optimus scans the entire room seeing confusion in their posture and faces. It made you almost forget that they may not know what happened between you and Optimus and how y’all both met accidentally due to the Decepticons that attacked them. Ratchet was the only one turned away from the whole thing focused on his own personal work on the computer.
“I understand you guys have a lot of questions..I had gotten attacked by Decepticons last night and she happened to be inside of my alt form when it happened. A mere accident that led me to reveal my identity to her for her safety.” He had looked down at you with those stern blue optics which softened a bit while looking at your small form in his palm. “This is (Name) she’ll be here for the remainder of the time. This is bumblebee our scout, bulkhead our weapon specialist, Arcee and Ratchet which you met last night, he’s our chief medical officer our one and only medic on the team.” Optimus named them all, your eyes looked at all of them bumblebee being the most friendliest bot he waved beeping a few times in a unknown language you figured he had said hi to you, so you waved shyly. Arcee being the most nosy she asked how Optimus even got the human in his alt mode before Optimus could speak you spoke out to her in a nervous way.
“Look, I was a truck driver and my old truck broke down so they gave me the blue and red one, it just so happened I got caught into some angry robots bull crap causing me to loose the cargo full of good to Nevada, Jasper which failed miserably..” crossing your arms over your chest staring at Arcee that was listening to the whole thing, Arcee only sighed.
Bulkhead spoke to ease the tension between Arcee and you “You’re one lucky human, lucky you were given Optimus as your truck or you would’ve been dead meat for sure.” You remember how lucky you were thank goodness you were given this giant god that saved you from death. You turn to Optimus “thank you, for saving me last night, but I don’t know what I’m gonna do people think I’m dead because of that crash..” you thought about how you’re parents would’ve reacted to hear that their daughter died it made you sad.
Optimus sensing the change of emotions from you. He felt sorry for her having to be dragged into this mess because of the on going war with the Decepticons. Dragged a human into his burdens now felt now he has responsibility over you since he dragged you into this mess. “I understand how you’re feeling, it’s not a light take that you’re loved ones may think you are deceased but I’ll make sure agent Fowler will figure something out for you, he’s currently on duty until Friday.”
You frowned a bit, felt like your whole world had stopped and changed course to a different life now. Stuck with giants you wondered why it had to happen to you, had a great job and a life to live but that now went down the drain fairly quickly. “I see…” you sigh, your stomach growled. You don’t remember the last time you ate. Optimus heard the growl from your stomach through his Audials understanding what that sound meant, from being around the kids so much he’s grown accustomed to human behaviors. “I see that you are needing of fuel on human food?” His voice softer but still that stern tone. You nodded slowly “yeah..” said shyly a bit embarrassed by the growling you wondered how he heard that.
“I can take you to a nearby store for you to pick something up, would you be okay with me taking you?” Asking, he knows that you just went through a whole attack from the Decepticons he would expect a ‘no’ or be more hesitant to be inside of him. But to his surprise you were okay with him taking you. You don’t know why you feel safe with him, he’s the one that got you in this mess you should hate him or be more afraid but you weren’t…and that made Optimus confused. He is your guardian after all he’ll need to protect you keep you from harms way and away from the Decepticons.
You felt stuck in your own thoughts and so was Optimus.
Previously
Hey guys sorry for the delay, schools been crazy busy all the testing regionals and big events here in NYC. Happy Puerto Rico day everyone🇵🇷 WEPA! Shy out!