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Sorry for being completely silent for a while. I’ve been drained of energy, inspiration, and money. Even got slapped with a $800 hospital bill for being told I’m fine and only had a mild panic attack… So I apologize guys

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Here’s just one clip from Peter Cullen’s panel. Goddamnit I love this man so much

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Finally after nearly a decade of wanting to meet THE Peter Cullen, I achieved my dream! He was so wonderful and kind and I could tell he was in awe of how many people were so happy to meet him and express how much himself and his work means to us

Also he’s like everyone’s favorite grandpa and he has a great sense of humor

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Sometimes I forget that G1 Optimus straight up picked up Bumblebee like a toddler and hugged him. Thanks internet!

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i am so normal about her i a m so Normal about heri am so normal about heri am so normal about her i am so Normal about heri am so normal about heri am so normal ab out her i am So normal about her

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Haven’t seen this done yet, but what about requesting ES Bumblebee x Female Cybertronian. Reader is a Decepticon but in past interactions during the war the relationship was rather flirty (an enemies to lovers-type situation). Bee gets jumped by the Decepticon reader during a patrol and the combat turns to wrestling… and other activities ;) NSFW plz

Play Along

Bumblebee x Cybertronian!Reader

Warnings: Creampie, desperate sex, reader is a little dominant, mild angst

Word Count: 1.8k

No matter who teased you about it, you weren’t ashamed to say you found the yellow scout to be incredibly attractive. Sure you were sworn enemies, but the forbidden nature made your desire all the more fun. It always made encountering him on the battlefield far more exhilarating. Of course it was your duty to rough him up a bit, leaving him banged up with a bruise or two. But in reality there were other types of banging you were far more interested in. 

You were sure he knew it too. Even if he rolled his optics at your attempts at flirting, you still caught his sneaky grin when you’d throw a lewd comment his way. Bumblebee could deny it all he wanted, but after fighting for so long, you’d come to know him better than that. The feeling was mutual and it was only a matter of time before things escalated from half-hearted angry flirting, to something more genuine.

It was obvious you’d have to be the one to initiate. Bumblebee was far too loyal to betray his faction by fragging a con. It didn’t bother you though; you just had to decide on the right time to strike. You’d have to be careful. If this attempt failed it would ruin all the fun you’ve had teasing him over the years. Still, things would have to change eventually, and there’d never really be a good time for it. So you promised yourself that when the opportunity next presented itself, you’d finally dive in head first.

As expected, the next time you encountered Bumblebee, he was on patrol. His bright yellow paint job and iconic horns made the little scout easily recognizable, so you snuck up close and waited for the right moment to tackle him to the ground. He let out a loud “ooph” as he hit the ground and you could immediately feel him start pushing against you.

You rolled once, arms struggling with each other as you fought. But in the end you got him pinned, leaving you sitting on top, straddling his hips.

“Well look who it is,” you purred.

“The most miserable stranger,” he spat back, rolling his optics.

“Aw, I thought we were more than that, Bee,” you feigned disappointment, “How tragic, I don’t even get the title of ‘enemy’.”

“Have to be a little more threatening to get that honor,” he grinned as he tried to shove you off.

You could tell he wasn’t putting his full strength into it. He was small, but he certainly wasn’t weak and if he wanted to roll over and pin you instead, he could have done it in a sparkbeat.

“Well then,” you smiled, running your servos up his chassis as you leaned down, coming face to face with him, “Looks like I might need to try harder. I’ve certainly got a few things in mind that might impress,” you whispered against his ear.

You felt him shudder against you, obviously affected by the closeness. You took a moment to slowly sit back up, palms resting on his chassis and hips flush with his. He watched you with wide optics as you ground down against his panel. It made you happy feeling how his body reacted to you, making his frame slowly heat up as you continued.

“What’s the matter?” you hummed, “Don’t like feeling defenseless?”

You hoped he’d play along, realizing your motivations and choosing to indulge with you. To your delight, he did, grinding back into you so gently you almost didn’t realize it at first. He was hesitant, obviously conflicted, but it was evident his desire was winning over his logical mind.

“No one needs to know,” you gazed down at him with lust filled optics, unconsciously licking your lips before smiling at him.

His optics flickered around, partially to ensure you were alone and partially to put off making his decision. Finally, he looked up at you with a furrowed brow before softly venting and bringing his servos up to grip your hips tightly.

“No one,” he echoed; his tone stern. “You hear me? No one.”

You nodded once in response. That was the only confirmation needed before you arched over him, letting your lips crash into his. Bee immediately reciprocated, deepening the kiss. Years of pent up frustration and longing fueled your movements, culminating in a frenzied mess of kisses as your servos roamed each other's frames. Your combined movements were messy and uncoordinated, grabbing and pulling and grinding until you were both burning hot.

“You gonna pop your panels for me, hot stuff?” You hummed as you slowly pulled away from the kiss.

“You first,” he replied, trying to sound unphased, though the flush on his face betrayed him.

You chuckled in response and decided to comply, since you found his attitude charming. He’d been the one to make the demand, but it was you who had to guide his servos to your array since he was still hesitant and flustered. 

Bee knew this was wrong. He knew it was a betrayal of his commitment to the Autobots and if anyone ever found out he’d most certainly face unpleasant consequences.

But Primus, he wanted you so bad; consequences be damned.

“Someone’s needy,” he grinned, feeling how wet you were, practically dripping for him already.

“Oh please,” you scoffed, “Don’t pretend like you're not already pressurized with your spike straining against that panel of yours.”

“Shut up,” he shot back with a frown. 

“This is where I get to say ‘make me’,” you grinned, leaning back down to hover in front of his face.

The two of you locked optics for a moment before Bee suddenly pulled your helm down for a sloppy kiss. There was no hesitation in his movements now, holding a servo on the back of your neck as he finally let his array transform away, exposing his aching spike.

He moaned into the kiss when you reached down to pump his spike. You could feel his hips jerk at the sudden contact, seeking out all you would give him. Of course, you were more than happy to provide. You’d been waiting so long to feel this, to be this close to him, and you ached to know what it felt like to be filled by him.

You guided his spike to your entrance, hearing his fans whir to life in the process. As much as you wanted to make this last, your desperation was fueling your impatience. You couldn’t wait anymore and began slowly sinking down on his spike.

Bee broke the kiss for a moment, gasping at the feeling of your hot valve taking him. The noises he made were adorable, all quiet and breathy as you continued. When he finally bottomed out, you sought out his lips again, taking a moment to playfully bite the bottom one before starting to move. You rocked your hips against his, slowly at first. But the gentle pace wouldn’t last long.

The Scout gripped your hips tight enough to leave dents before he began bucking up into you. Now it was your turn to gasp, enjoying the feeling of his thick spike stretching you. His servos ran up your back, pressing your frame closer to his. For a while, the two of you stayed like that, rocking your hips in tandem with servos holding on tight as you let your bodies meld together.

You started kissing down his neck, nibbling on the cables there before you sat up a bit, resting your hand by his helm to support yourself. Now you had enough room to trail your other servo down your body until you reached where you were joined together. You began circling your anterior node, moaning with pleasure as he continued rutting into you.

Bee was practically panting already, optics shut tight while he savored the feeling of your walls clenching around him as you pleasured yourself. You couldn’t help the little gasping moans that left your lips as you gazed down at him. He looked adorable, so vulnerable like this and clearly enjoying himself. 

It felt wonderful to know you were the one to give him this, to make him feel this way. You were the one who had the power to draw him away from his allegiance, even if it was temporary.

For a moment, he was yours. All yours.

As he began moving faster, you did the same, circling your node and bringing you closer to the edge of release. You wanted to watch Bee let go completely, submitting to his desires fully and filling you with his transfluid. The need made you feel like you were on fire, desperate for a relief you ached for that wouldn’t be satisfied by anything else.

“Overload for me,” you panted, “I wanna feel you overload for me.”

Bee opened his optics to look up at you. They were hazy and needy, half lidded and watching you with affection. He moaned and his brows furrowed as he continued pounding into you. It took him a moment to absorb what you said, too focused on the perfectly overwhelming sensations he was feeling.

Eventually he gave you a lopsided smile and nodded. It didn’t take long for you to feel his pace start to falter, so you leaned closer to him, speaking in a whisper as you told him again and again how much you wanted his transfluid. He moaned before giving one more sharp thrust and spilling inside of you, pumping you full of his transfluid. You continued to feverishly circle your node as you ground your hips against his, overloading soon after.

The two of you rode out your overloads, slowing your movements until you were both a huffing mess. Your optics locked again and for a second it felt like this was normal. Like you weren’t supposed to be enemies, and the mech smiling up at you wasn’t someone you were supposed to hurt.

You couldn’t help but give Bee a soft smile, making him get flustered and look away for a moment. You could still see the corners of his mouth turning up though and it made you chuckle. Now the two of you were both laughing as you leaned down to press your foreheads together.

“Frag,” he sighed with frustration, “What now?”

“Oh, you’re already thinkin’ about doing this is the future, huh?” you teased.

“I- well, obviously,” he rolled his optics, “But like, is this-”

“Stop asking questions and just enjoy this for a bit, alright?” you laughed before leaning in to kiss him.

The two of you snuggled up to rest in pleasant silence for a while. You’d inevitably have to part ways soon, and although the future was unclear, you were able to push anxiety aside to revel in your own satisfaction. You’d gotten him. All the years of shooting and punching and longing and hoping and now you were laying next to him. He was yours. Maybe not forever, but for now. And for now you could pretend it would never have to end.

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Sorry guys for the delay in getting out requests. My brain has been mush as of late. I will try to pump the rest out soon

Thank you for your patience :3

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🙋🏻‍♀️I too am guilty af of this :3

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Hi, I love your writing. i see the request are open, what about nsfw alphabet with earthspark optimus?

NSFW ALPHABET

TFE Optimus Prime

A = Aftercare (how they behave after sex)

He’s very much concerned with how you feel and wants to make sure you’re comfortable. He will assist in cleaning you up and ensure the bedding is changed. He’ll ask you if you need anything and if you said yes do not doubt for one second that this mech would go to any lengths to please you. 

B = Body part (what body part they admire about themselves and yours)

He’s a bit proud of his shoulders and chest, as he can hold you better and lay you across his chest as he admires your visage. As for you, he loves your eyes and adores staring deeply into them as you make love. Additionally, he loves your chest and loves running his glossa down it. 

C = Cum (self-explanatory)

This mech is considerate as fuck when it comes to… well cum. Unless you ask otherwise, he will only cum inside of you. But if you say otherwise, he is more than happy to oblige, as he will clean it up regardless after you are both satiated. 

D = Dirty secret (duh)

Sometimes he fantasizes of you dominating him. The thought of being tied up and completely at your mercy makes heat rush to his spike, albeit he is far too awkward to declare these thoughts to you. 

E = Experience (Do they know what they’re doing?)

He is pretty much a boy scout. While he may not have much experience in the bedroom, he was a librarian and knows quite a bit about how the birds and the bees get on. He is also a big pleaser, and he will do his research to ensure you are not left wanting. 

F = Favorite position (need I explain?)

Missionary or Cowgirl. He needs to be able to look into your eyes during sex, and he needs to know he is pleasing you. 

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He takes intercourse as a very important and intimate affair. That being said, there are some moments where he may crack an awkward joke or two.

H = Hair (how well groomed do they like their partner?)

Honestly, he doesn’t care. If he loves you, he loves every single atom and molecule you’re made of. 

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Romance is huge for him. If he wants to engage in sex, he will shower you in romantic gestures: rose petals on the bed, candles, music, etc. This man will jump through all the hoops. He wants you to know how much he loves you before he beds you. 

J = Jack off (masturbation)

Only once in a blue moon. This mech is very patient and honestly feeds off of your own sexual energy. It’s very rare for him to indulge in jacking off as he feels it is too shallow, as he only feels true satisfaction when he’s with you. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Submission. He enjoys whenever you decide to take control and boss him around in the bedroom. Sometimes bondage can turn him on, as long as he gets to watch you. 

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

In either of your private chambers. He refuses to even attempt public or risky sex. 

M = Motivation (what turns them on)

After an exciting ordeal or battle, he becomes more hot-blooded and yearns to be closer to you in all ways. Additionally, a romantic setting (sunset, dinner, etc) also gets him in the mood. 

N = No (turn offs)

He could never engage in any act that would cause physical or mental harm to you. So BDSM (for you) is a big nope. Also degradation is a big NOPE. 

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving)

He’s a big pleaser, and he loves to watch you writhe in pleasure as he goes down on you. 

P = Pace (thrusting pace)

He’s very controlled in his pacing, preferring to start gentle and slow before thrusting deeply as you both climax. 

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies)

Quickies feel like cheating to him. He prefers to intimately and fully pleasure you as you deserve. 

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

If you suggest something, he will of course hear you out. If your request isn’t too extreme, he is open to trying new things. 

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for?)

He has decent stamina. He can go for a couple rounds, and slightly longer if you ask him to. He will do his best to ensure you are satisfied. 

T = Toys (do they own toys?)

Again, he himself is pretty simple. But he will experiment with toys if that be your wish. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Sometimes he will tease you by requesting praise before allowing you release. Normally though, he wants nothing more than to please you, so teasing is rather rare. 

V = Volume (how loud they are during sex)

If he is in private chambers, he isn’t afraid of expressing his adoration of you in the heat of the moment. Breathy moans and grunts are commonplace, as is him moaning your praises as he climaxes. 

W = Wild card 

He sometimes thinks about fucking you at the G.H.O.S.T base, although his nerves would never allow him to. 

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Despite his boy scout demeanor, he’s packing a decently-sized array beneath his panels. A fairly long silver spike of good thickness, with blue biolights adorning its shaft. 

Y = Yearning (sex drive)

Modest. Honestly this mech needs to be in the mood to want sex. 

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It takes him slightly longer than yourself. Mostly he needs to clean up and make sure you are comfortable before he can allow himself to rest.

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Honestly I hope he has a police car alt mode in Earthspark. Just so if I was friends with the Maltos I would constantly blast “Bad Boys Reply” and “Sound of da Police” just to mess with him :3

Prowl: “Can you KNOCK THAT OFF!?”

Me: “….. Whoop”

i hope they make earthspark prowl incredibly mean and awful and they talk about him being a cop and he's a big hater of the kids and the emphasis they have on emotional bonds. i also hope he gets a lot of screentime and eventually gets forced into their extended family

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NOW THIS IS WHAT WE NEED

Predaking x Reader - Breeding.

(First time writing valveplug ever, please let me know if I got anything wrong/where I can improve. I also cross-posted on Ao3. Thanks!)

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“Mnngah… Pr-Predaking…” You moaned helplessly beneath the behemoth that was your Conjunx, your mate. You hear him growl into your audials, but you can barely focus on anything but his large, primary spike thrusting into you, all but piercing your gestational forge. His smaller, secondary spike rubs against your anterior node and belly with each thrust, the combined feeling of both drawing out desperate, whiny gasps.

“M-more, please more…!”

He chuckles above you, a warm ex-vent washing over your back. The room is almost unbearably hot, each vent you take barely doing anything to cool down your frame. In your internal HUD you see a warning about overheating, but you ignore it, turning off the warning system.

“Such a greedy little mate you are… Who am I to deny you?” Predaking begins to pick up speed, his thrusts becoming harder. You gasp and groan into the pillow, your tears soaking the plush cushion. Groans turn into squeals as your royal lover shifts your hips, changing your position ever so slightly, yet the ridges of his spike rub against your valve sensors in such a way that the renewed stimulation brings you closer to crashing, falling into euphoria.

“Predaking! Oh, oh Primus I’m- I’m going to-”

“Overload for me, my queen.”

Your scream reverberates around the cave, your frame shaking as you feel your calipers work feverishly on Predaking’s spike, all but trying to milk him of his transfluid. Not a moment later does he overload, spilling his seed deep inside of you and coating your chassis from his secondary spike. You shake in the berth, tired, sore, but oh so full.

Whimpering as he pulls himself out of you, you hear and feel him hum in approval, satisfied at the sight of your overfilled, puffy valve spilling his transfluid onto your berth. You can feel it leak down your tibulem, burning hot against your overheated frame.

“You will make a fine carrier, my queen.”

You sigh, content as you fall onto your side and roll onto your back. You tiredly bring your arms up, welcoming him for a hug with a near-delirious smile. He obliges without a word, wrapping his monstrously large arms around you and capturing your lips with his own, drawing you into a slow, lazy, loving kiss.

Pulling away, you look at Predaking with a bashful smile.

“One more time…? Just to make sure I’m sparked…” Predaking smirks, a rumbling chuckle emerging from him. His golden optics glow as he lines his spike up against your valve, drawing a mewl out of your vocal components as you feel his claw circle your over-stimmed anterior node.

“What a greedy little mate you are...”

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I’m genuinely disappointed at the lack of Predaking smut art and fics on the internet. Like… is there only a small category of ppl who get horny over not only a giant robot, but a giant robot that turns into a dragon? Also… NO art and few fics of him Fragging the reader or another character in beast form. Like….. tis’ a major disappointment.

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Currently WIP as of 10/15/23

Works In Progress:

Updated regularly for your convenience

1. TFA Swindle x GN Human Reader (sfw, deal-making, unforeseen benefits/consequences)

2. TFP Starscream x Female Autobot Reader (nsfw, Forbidden romance)

3. ROTB Mirage x Fem Human Reader (New Year’s Party, Drunken Flirting)

4. ROTB Mirage x Fem Autobot Reader (Insecure reader, self conscious of body, misgendered, comfort, sfw, fluff, confidence BOOST)

5. TFP Starscream x Female Human Reader Headcanon (English as a second language, sfw, fluff, slight language barrier

6. Unknown Continuity Poly Optimus Prime x Female Human Reader x Megatron (sfw, fluff, reader with ADHD

7. TFP Starscream x Female Human Reader (nsfw, reader is dominant, fluff during aftercare)

8. NSFW Alphabet TFE Optimus

9. Unknown Continuity Optimus x Female Autobot Reader (nsfw, praise kink)

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Hellooo!! I was wondering if you could do a poly! Optimus Prime x Fem! Human! Reader x poly! Megatron where the reader has ADHD thankss♡♡

I hope I respectfully honored your request. And I hope you enjoyed my work. Since no continuity was specified, I'm making it open to individual interpretation :3

Under Pressure

Optimus x Megatron x Female Human Reader POLY

Word Count: 900

Warnings: None

It had been a rather stressful day for (Y/N). At work, your boss had unexpectedly sprung a group presentation project that he had assigned you to without consulting you. To make matters worse, there was a very tight timeline the project had to be completed by, on top of the other work projects you already had on your desk. It honestly felt like your boss wanted to watch you have a mental breakdown. After this bombshell, you spent the rest of your shift struggling to come up with any ideas for your portion of the project, and you felt a migraine creep up as you struggled to focus. After feeling burnt out mentally, you clocked out at the end of your long shift and couldn’t leave your workplace faster. 

As you stepped into the employee parking lot, a familiar semi-truck was waiting for you in the guest-parking section. You stepped onto the bar side step and climbed your way inside of the cab, quietly sitting in the passenger-side seat. After a few seconds of silence, Optimus spoke up “How was work today?” You paused a moment before responding hesitantly, “It… could’ve been a better shift.” Optimus was concerned by your response, but he could tell (Y/N) probably didn’t want to share details quite yet, so he wouldn’t press the issue for now. “I see. Would you like to listen to music on the drive home? You can choose whatever station you prefer,” his tone was gentle as he concealed his growing worry. You leaned towards the center console and tuned the radio to your favorite station, hoping the music would ease some of your stress, “Thanks, Optimus.” 

The rest of the drive was marked by silence as neither (Y/N) nor Optimus said a word. Eventually, Optimus would pull into a small and secluded base before coming to a stop. The passenger-side door opened, and as you began to climb down from the cab Optimus couldn’t help but speak. “(Y/N), if there’s anything ever on your mind, know I am always ready to lend an audio receptor,” he spoke softly, as if afraid he might scare you off. You paused for a moment before smiling quaintly, “Again, thank you Optimus but I’m okay, I promise you.” You stepped off of the cab and headed inside the base. Shortly afterwards, Optimus transformed out of his alt mode and slowly followed after you, being unable to shake the feeling you were ‘not’ actually okay. 

You made your way inside the base, you typed a code into the private quarters you shared with Optimus and Megatron. The doors opened for you, and you immediately went towards a large couch and collapsed on the thick cushions. As you attempt to calm your mind, a large servo gently presses on your shoulder. As you glance up you see none other than Megatron looking down upon you with a coy smile, “If it isn’t my stunning rose, beautiful as her thorns are sharp. How was your day?” Despite the pressure and stress you felt, Megatron’s cute pet names for you never ceased to make you blush. “Today was— it… honestly was terrible” you frowned, unable to fake how you truly felt. 

Hearing this, Megatron’s smile slowly faded and he knelt down before you, his gaze locked onto yours. “Did someone harm you? If so, they will surely pay for offending my rose…” His ruby optics narrowed and burned with anger. Not wanting any more stress, you quickly grasped his servo, “No, no— Please just… Don’t.” Megatron paused at your words and relaxed his frame, albeit confused. At this moment, Optimus made his way into your shared chambers, carrying a human-sized mug of tea in his servos on a tiny, human-sized tray and drawing Megatron’s attention. “I didn’t mean to bother you, (Y/N), but I could tell on our drive here that you were distressed, so I thought some tea might help,” he spoke softly as he handed the mug to (Y/N). 

You smiled up at Optimus as you took the mug of tea, wondering as to how he managed to prepare a human-sized portion of tea in a human-sized mug, “You’re too sweet… Both of you.” As you glanced at both Megatron and Optimus, they sat on either side of you on the massive Cybertronian-sized couch that had been custom-made. Megatron fluffed up a human-sized pillow you had purchased and laid it against your back before softly wrapping a servo around your right shoulder, “We are here to listen to you, (Y/N). And decimate your manager if you permit us to.” Optimus briefly shot dagger at Megatron, clearly disagreeing with any form of unnecessary violence as usual. “I’m certain Megatron means to state that both of us are here to support you and comfort you in whatever way you require. And that you should know you are the most valuable, talented, capable, and beautiful being in the entire universe.” Optimus wrapped his servo around your left shoulder and leaned closer to you, his signature soft smile across his faceplate as he gazed down at you. 

Despite the pressure and stress of the day, you could find some respite and comfort in the arms of lovers. And certainly, they would be more than willing to assist you in relieving your workplace endeavors….

- Thank You, I hope you enjoyed this fluff :3

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This is painfully true