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Comm!

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画一下霸塔，下次就是画完了再发了

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Scene that turned out to be false(from lsow

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so cool！！！

Found in First Aid’s sock drawer

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笑死我了……

Rodimus Prime's ass can shine.

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Springer Prowl Impactor Jetfire

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The team are hard at work reviewing all your applications! :D so how about a little audience participation? Tell us about your favourite moments from the last 13 years of IDWs Transformers run!

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punk aesthetic OP and Prowl for anon

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Some of my favorite pictures are jazz，Springer，impactor，Prowl

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Well, I can't think of anything to say

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There is a festival in China called Tanabata.People who love each other can get together.We participated in Tanabata activities on a software called LOFTER in China, and I specially published my works here.It's Jazz and Prowl.

The data in front of Prowl is disappearing little by little. One person after another removed the data that had signed his name from his office. There were also individuals who came to send new data, although the overtime was in charge of the car. It's daily routine, but Prowl still can't help but squeeze its eyebrows and continue to process the endless files. The system pops up a warning that "energy is less than 50%*", and he shut it down randomly. His field of vision was filled with reports that looked messy and large in length. The brightly lit board made him feel a little embarrassed. After processing the data 5 sent by the special operations department,Prowl still did not see the report of Jazz. At this time, he remembered that Jazz was going to perform a two-month-long mission without his insider harassment, and Prowl first felt uncomfortable., He half-lied in the two piles of data with a half-person height with a sigh of relief, and stayed idle. But the communicator on the side rang, and Prowl turned its head and reached out to pick up the highlight. He looked at the caller, it was Jazz. He connected without hesitation, "Prowl * Sir’s voice sounded a little sick. "I have finished the task, and I will go back tomorrow." Fan Che looked at the time, and it was only fifteen cents from the next day. He did not answer, "I know you are listening but. Okay, I will. Acknowledge that it’s been a long time since I left... the voice from there was a bit slower and then sounded again after silence, "You know what Prowl, I learned about an oriental festival on earth." The Jazz said half-jokingly that there was no time to talk to Prowl. Prowl thought so. It seemed that between the two of them, only Jazz kept saying, "It’s the Seventh Festival that people who love each other can reunite on this day, and those who love each other can reunite. Prowl slowly thought about it and said, "Earth festivals may not apply to Cybertron, Jazz, I think you know," "I know. "The two voices sounded at the same time, and Prowl was a little accidental, but he quickly pointed his head and looked at door D. Jazz, who was holding the communicator in the sand, stood there, smiling as if looking at Prowl. "Look, Prowl, "He stretched his finger. Pointing to the time, it happened to be early in the morning. Jazz used the communicator and walked over when he was tired. Prowl also stood up and came out from behind the table. They hugged each other, "It just happened to be Prowl the next day. "Jazz said softly beside the receiver of Prowl, "I know." So welcome back, Prowl lightly bit the Jazz's horned eagle, probed his Zhan's hand a little harder, Jazz teased and opened D: "Today is the Seventh Festival, okay, I know the festival of the earth.* We have been to the earth," the car quietly interrupted him, and he hit again in the Jazz's wrong card. "We have been to the earth, take your bass, we can go now," Jazz pointed to him. Dumping data version, "I just want to stay with you now. Statistics show that you and I have reached 100% in the Lun Yue index, Jazz" Guan Cha, who watched the jazz closely, also looked back at him. Laugh and kiss with Prowl *whatever you do, kiss me"

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Sorry, it was written in Chinese. I can't translate it into English very well.This is about Impactor and Springer.It's some articles about sexual love.

弹簧从未料到那次过后他会遇见撞针，他也从未料到撞针没有给他一拳。

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弹簧觉得他和撞针应该需要谈谈，但他没有那个胆。之前去医疗室也只是在撞针的旁边待着，没有多搭话。他以为他们会把撞针送到一个宽松一点的监狱的——他从未料到撞针会进格拉斯九号，而他也不知道该不该抱有悔歉之意。所以他去了撞针的舱室，而在他打算敲门的时候却突然反悔了，他还是没有想好该怎么面对回收救援队的前队长。抬起的手迟迟没有落下，而门却已经解锁，比他高一些的家伙站在门口低头看着弹簧。撞针那张形似面瘫的脸多了点不耐烦的深情，右手背在身后。“你来干什么。”弹簧有些尴尬，因为他还没有打好腹稿，在两人尴尬的缄默中他终于憋出来两句话:“我想我们需要谈谈，撞针。不是为了怎么把霸王消灭。”撞针转过身朝屋内走了几步后又抬起左手擦了下左额，站在房间的暗处转头看向弹簧，语气有些躁:“我们之间还需要谈什么，谈你怎么把我送进监狱的吗？”语句之间无不是讽刺。弹簧叹了口气，第一次面对撞针如此。他走进了撞针的房间，而感应门也在他身后悄无声息的锁死。

“听着撞针，”弹簧到底还是开口了，微微眯起他的光镜，“我们的确是有分歧。”“嗯，然后呢，你个小硅崽子？你就为了和我说这个，然后就是沉默吗。”撞针打断了他，阴暗里的金色光镜里透着说不出的眼神，他朝弹簧走了过来，左手稍稍合拢。弹簧发现了他的小动作，以为撞针要给他一拳，他便打算默许，但撞针接下来的动作让他始料不及。撞针抬手掐着他的后颈把他摔到墙面上，重心不稳的年轻TF重重的跪到地上，紧接着撞针把他的头雕按在舷窗上。“你看，外面的宇宙我在监狱里一丝都看不到，弹簧。我他妈不需要你对我的任何道歉，你对我而言就是个长不大白痴。”弹簧的面甲贴在冰凉的窗面上，他看见倒影，他自己的。他感觉自己的挡板被人粗暴的撕了下来，暗扣生生扯断的疼痛让他倒吸了一口凉气，未经人事的接口因为接触到微凉的空气而微微闭合，肥软的保护叶片微微张合着。“等等、撞针！”弹簧剧烈挣扎着，却感受到臀甲火辣辣的疼起来，“啪”的那一声尤其响亮。他的面甲噌的红了起来，难以置信之间他的臀甲又挨了撞针几巴掌。年长者粗暴的把手指探进他的双腿间，点亮大腿内侧的那些传感节点，隐约能看见那里泛着一点点光泽。他把手向上挪移，一根手指直接插入了他的接口。甬道干涩而难以进入，他只能用剩下来的那一点耐心给他点亮里面的传感节点。异物进入的感觉并不好，撞针粗糙的手指摩擦的娇嫩的内壁很痛，弹簧下意识的收缩起接口，绞的撞针的手指很紧，弹簧感觉到有什么液体浸染了他的甬道，而自己的输出管也有充能的迹象。他吓了一跳，因为他对此毫无经验，甚至“对接”对于他来说也只是个模糊的概念。撞针又塞了一根手指进去，不断的搅弄、扩张，抽出手指戳弄娇软的接口边缘，毫不意外的听见弹簧压抑的喘息。撞针察觉自己的输出管也开始充能，他索性直接插入了四根手指，而这个对于弹簧来说还是过大的数目刺激着他尖叫出声，也流出更多的润��油。生理性的清洗液堆积在光镜镜框内，润湿了那两点矩阵蓝。撞针掐着小队长的肩膀把他翻过来，跪在他的双腿间抬起他的一条腿分开，而手指依旧留在他的体内。这样的刺激下弹簧忍不住哭叫出声，几滴清洗液也顺着脸颊流淌下来。撞针俯身亲吻一样的撕咬弹簧的唇瓣，而后者抗拒一样的摇晃着头，最终还是被捉住死死的按在身下，任由撞针的舌头入侵他的口腔。灵巧的软舌扫过口腔内壁，点亮那些微光电路，交换着两人的电解液，狠狠咬了下弹簧的舌头，而弹簧也只能青涩的想要闭上嘴，却被他的一切都弄得什么也干不了。弹簧的下体由于撞针的抽插带出液体又送进去，发出“咕啾”的水声。弹簧看着差不多了，就把手抽了出来，而他这么一弄导致弹簧惊呼着看着自己的润滑油源源不断的流出接口，染粉了身下的地面。“妈的，你怎么软的跟个婊子似的。”撞针骂着，把那只都是润滑油的手塞进弹簧嘴里，让他尝尝自己的味道。鬼使神差着弹簧探出舌尖去舔弄他的手指，反应过来自己在干什么之后猛的又红了面甲，抬手拍掉了他的手，破口大骂。“你他妈的撞针，你是二极管被夹了还是怎么着？”而闻言者毫不在意，解锁了自己的前挡板，弹出来的输出管已经完全充能完毕，那尺寸大小让弹簧又吓了一跳。前队长提起现队长又把他按在地上，被迫他跪着，自己抬腰把输出管挺过去，冷着声:“舔它，用你能想到的一切服侍它，敢咬下去你的接口就要报废了，知道了？看到我手上这个钩子了吗，这玩意划破你那娇软的原生质肯定不好受吧，”撞针睁着他那双恶魔一样的光镜凑到弹簧接收器旁边，低笑着，“我他妈在教一个婊子怎么做床戏，白痴。”弹簧恶狠狠的瞪了他一眼，憋屈的抬头凑过去舔舐他的输出管，毫无章法的舔弄和触碰让撞针闷哼出声，他一挺腰把输出管送进他的嘴里，冠状顶部戳到弹簧的软金属会厌，惹得他想干呕出来。但他又想到撞针之前说的，他没有闭合牙关。舌头垫在柱身下面微微活动着，输出管顶的他腮帮微微鼓起，再加上他那双睁的大又敷着水汽的矩阵蓝光镜把撞针看的一愣，然后又是粗暴的按着他的头在他嘴里抽插着，一次比一次用力，几乎要撞碎弹簧的口腔。而被拆的那个人哭的更凶，任何喘息都被撞针的动作压制住，他动弹不得，最后像破旧的娃娃一样无力的跪坐到地上，先撑不住的吐出他的输出管。弹簧靠着舷窗微微哭泣，他受不了撞针这么搞他，他咳嗽着，把电解液咽下去之后准备站起来，却又被撞针掐着脖子按到地上，弹簧反反复复被折腾的有些愣神。撞针抬手扯去他的胸甲，一层又一层，露出里面软的像液体那样的原生质，低头凶狠的撕咬着，换来的是弹簧无助的哭叫。他抬胯报复一样的缓缓将输出管顶进他的接口，碾压着里面的褶皱，一点都不打算等弹簧适应便开始抽插。这就像个地狱，对弹簧而言痛苦又欢愉的性事让他有点承受不住，更何况撞针用力的都快要把他的能源镜撞碎，一次比一次更快的没入，一次比一次更用力的抽插，这让弹簧深陷情爱，而撞针摧残他的原生质更是增加了情欲。他可是个雏儿，撞针的反复折腾让他碎了封膜，他打了个激灵，大声哭喊着抬手在撞针的后背上乱抓，颤抖着的腿也加紧了撞针的腰，他在过载之间哭着射出了交合液，而溅到撞针的面甲上。他睁着迷茫的光镜，默默流着清洗液，探身去舔舐撞针的面甲。撞针一愣，他没想到弹簧会像脑模块被门夹了一样的对他做亲密的动作。弹簧像猫一样舔干净了撞针的面甲，而撞针的动作也慢下来了些，后者看着前者咽下了自己的交合液，嘴角还留着电解液。忽然一下弹簧发出甜腻的呻吟，这让撞针清醒了不少，他差点顶开弹簧的孕育舱，而柔软的孕育舱舱口吸吮着他的输出管，他还是没有将输出管埋进那柔软的地方。他将弹簧翻过来，而旋转之中输出管也碾磨到别的敏感的地带，使弹簧大大的喘息呻吟出来。冰冷的地面压着弹簧的原生质很痛，乳头被磨得发硬，这也让他稍微清醒了，从而咬紧自己的牙关。撞针又是几下狠厉的冲撞，完全顶开了他的孕育舱，他也知道弹簧没那么傻，傻到打开孕育协议。而这又让弹簧在过载后的余韵又接连过载，射出的交合液打在两人的小腹间。撞针扭头吻上他的唇瓣，封死了他的任何声音，就这个晚上，他会让弹簧知道，弹簧永远都是他的一个队员，永远都是他的。

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Well, you can't deny my talents!