#poor Shockwave too he’s so tired…

[wavewavethoughtsonly]

This is NOT what I meant by blowing raspberries yet somehow this fits them better. 😂

It was more about one of the Waves blowing raspberries on Jammer’s belly and she giggles from it.

Imagine Microwave (Or Shockwave/Soundwave) blowing raspberries on his baby sister Radiowave 😭

i guess she doesnt like loud noises, microwave thought she was looking at him funny... she cant even form facial gestures yet 😭 cmon man she was just born

btw her name is jammer now ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

[egglain]

MORE CHOSO WHO CRIES WHEN HE CUMS/THANKS YOU/LIKES EDGING HIMSELF PLEASE DADDY 🙏🏻🙏🏻

Giftwrapping

Rating: E (18+) - mdni Pairing: Choso x AFAB!Reader Content: dickcember day 19 - protected (then unprotected), broken condoms, ribbons, d/s undertones, mild sensory deprivation (restricted movement, blindfolding, gagging), anal toys (choso) wc: 1.7k

thanks for the ask :)) written for afab!reader- hope that's ok <3

Choso gets shy easily.

It’s not that he’s upset about crying or being needy— they’re normal emotions, you’ve told him. He knows that objectively; he feels good and his body is responding in the way it's supposed to.

But he can’t help but feel embarrassed sometimes.

Kisses on his cheeks or the reddening tips of his ears have him averting his gaze. Gropes to his chest make him hide his face behind soft hands. Palming the flesh of his ass draws out a yelp; one so loud he has to hide under the collar of his shirt.

Choso gets shy easily.

Which is why you never expected him to be into stuff like this.

Gentle fingertips met the bridge of a tattooed nose, ghosting over the blush spreading there. Just above your touch, a satin blindfold obscured his vision, purple to match the ribbon binding his wrists above his head.

Slowly, you rocked your hips against him, jostling the cock lodged deep inside.

The fabric of the blindfold was dark around his eyes, soaked with the fat tears he couldn't help but shed. In his gaping mouth, your wet panties, now drool-slicked as pretty white teeth clamped desperately onto the fabric. His chin jutted out defiantly, despite the quiver in his reddened lips.

Picking up the pace, you bounced a little quicker on his length, hands firm on the centre of his chest.

Beneath you, his strong core shook with an impending orgasm. Ripples rolled through each muscle in his abdomen, tensing and untensing in time with his throbbing cock.

It was too much for the poor boy.

Choso fussed, feet scrambling to find purchase on the bed to fuck his hips up into you– but it was no use. That stupid ribbon kept his ankles bound together. Kept his legs bound together up to trembling thighs. Kept the vibrator lodged inside.

A sob wracked through his body as you halted, sitting stone still on his dick, now leaking like a faucet into the stupid condom you rolled on him.

You felt bad, but not bad enough.

Not bad enough to let him off the hook.

It had been hours, now, of this game.

A game Choso loved and hated; one that he could never stop playing, too content with getting drunk off the feeling.

You’d ride him until his legs spasmed, until he was trying to buck up to chase his peak.

Then, you’d stop.

Motionless, you’d let him sit snug inside, no friction to push him off the very edge into his release.

Then, after ten agonizing seconds, you’d move again.

He had lost count of how many times he’d had his orgasm ripped out of his grasp before he could taste it. He knew feeling like this— debauched, desperate— would be natural for anyone in this situation.

But the way you were stroking his cheek and cooing at him, so soft and sweet, had his body burning up.

“Good job, baby.”

He had been still and patient as you counted down in your head, the soft staccato of his heartbeat pulsing a pretty rhythm inside your cunt.

A tired head lolled to the side, softly suckling on the sullied gusset of the panties on his tongue. Drool rolled down his chin– mostly his– as the pleasure in his cock melted into a dull ache.

Slowly, you began to move again, clit grinding against the short black hair at the base of his cock.

A groan reverberated through his chest as you thumbed at his pecs, running the pads of your fingers over his pebbled nipples. Choso arched deliciously into the touch, arms shaking overhead as the pressure sent shockwaves through him.

His soft chest was so sensitive; you couldn't help but spit on his tits, sending sparks shooting to his curled toes. Deft fingers swirled around rosy areolas as you bounced on his length, trying not to lose your head.

He felt so good like this– pliant yet rock hard, throbbing against your cervix in soft thu-thumps that matched the pounding of his heart.

He groaned wantonly through the fabric, spit bubbling and dripping over his lower lip. You leaned down to chase it, kissing up his chin so slow.

He bucked in your grasp, body convulsing as his cries darkened his blindfold further. Fat tears rolled out from under the fabric, leaving glistening trails down flushed cheeks that disappeared into his hair.

His pretty display had your core heating, navel filled with blunt pleasing pressure. You couldn’t help but flutter around him, clenching down when ass met pelvis. Clearly, Choso was feeling it too— his moans melded into whimpers, high and whiny in the back of his throat. His chest stuttered with shaky breaths, and he spat out the panties with a little gag.

“You okay, baby?”

You slowed down, reaching up to tangle one hand with his. He squeezed it in his grip, hips lifting off the bed minutely to reach deeper inside. The movement shot shivers to his legs, toes pointed almost painfully. The low hum of the vibrator inside— just shy of his prostate— was driving him crazy.

His gasp had you impossibly wetter.

“Please… can’t do it anymore.”

“Please what, love?”

“Let me fuck you please… please please please just let me fuck you. I want to cum— I need to cum so bad.” It was babbled and wet, through sniffles and whines.

Slowly, you lowered yourself to his ear, hips grinding down on him once again.

“Then cum for me.”

Before you could finish, he did.

Arched off the bed, clamping down around his vibrator and thrusting up into you as much as he could, he came so hard he couldn’t breathe.

You rode him through it, chasing your own pleasure. Choso’s spent cries of overstimulation had you barreling off the edge, soaking his base, pelvis, and balls.

Slowing to a halt, you peeled the blindfold off. His eyes, unfocused and puffy with tears, softened at the sight of you.

You made quick work of the ribbons binding his wrists, brushing feather-light kisses to the reddened skin.

“You okay, Cho?”

“I’m great.”

He was giving you that dopey look— spit-slicked lips tugged into a goofy grin.

When he was like this, fuzzy after his orgasm, it was impossible to be shy.

The vibrator buzzed low inside him, keeping him riding the delicious edge between his post-orgasm butterflies and delicious overstimulation— it was mind-numbing.

He rolled his wrists experimentally, cracking the joints there, before helping you off his cock. He moved to yank off the condom as you untied his legs, blinking blearily down at himself.

His tip was all white and wet.

Little strings of thick cum connected his tip to his index finger as he touched it.

The condom broke.

“Baby…?” His voice cracked as you finished with the ribbon, throwing it over the side of the bed. “Something bad happened.”

He tugged the remaining flimsy latex off his base, stuffing it into the wrapper to toss later. His eyes were glued on your back, chest tight with fear. He hated seeing you upset, especially when it was because of him.

Yet, you crawled back up to his side as docile as ever.

“What’s wrong?”

Splaying a gentle hand on his spit-soaked chest, you rubbed big soothing circles on his sternum.

He took a shaky, steadying breath. Choso couldn't meet your eyes, opting instead to run his nails over the ribbon-chafed skin of his forearms.

“The condom sort of… broke… I didn’t know until I went to take it off.”

“Oh baby,” you mumbled, kissing his forehead. “That’s alright. Mistakes happen.”

Shifting, you brushed fingertips between your legs. The digits came up glossy, connected with little webs of thick cum.

Choso watched the movement, pupils dilating.

Before you could blink, he was on you again, pushing his toy just a little deeper inside to work his prostate while he split you open. Immediately, the stimulation had him quaking, arms shaking by your head as he caged you in.

“Sorry— Sorry I can’t—“ He babbled, eyes filling with tears as he humped you messily, tip battering your sore cervix.

You gripped onto his back, hooking your legs around his waist to keep him in deep, and were rewarded with the prettiest little moan.

“Feels too good— can’t stop,” he hissed, teardrops falling onto your cheeks as they dripped out dark eyes.

His thrusts were messy— cum-slicked and desperate— as he reached one hand down to your chest, groping the flesh there.

You arched into his touch, head thrown into the pillows as your cervix made out with his glans. Precum branded Choso onto the entrance of your womb, and you were cumming before you could even process that you were close.

Nails digging into his back, you gasped as Choso leaned down to suck at your nipple.

You rode out your orgasm pressing back into his cock and up into his mouth, eyes squeezed shut.

The telltale clenching had Choso’s cock melting, and the pretty tit in his mouth had his mind doing the same.

“Wanna fill you up— please… let me suck this titty and cum in you please— wanna cum like this—“

It was nonsensical, all grunts and whimpers as he pressed tears to the flesh of your breast.

You stroked his hair, still buzzing from your orgasm.

“Let it out, baby.”

He hiccuped, eyes fluttering back into closing eyelids as his dick stalled deep in you.

“Thank you— thank you, thank you, ‘m cumming—“ He rolled his hips into yours as he fucked his second load deep inside, spurting his creamy seed onto your womb. “I’m fucking cumming, thank you, thank you, thank you, can’t stop—“

He sobbed as he fucked you through it, cock so overwhelmingly overstimulated, sending shockwaves of pain-pleasure through his bones.

As his arms gave out, he collapsed onto you, suckling on your nipple weakly. You hummed, stroking his hair nice and slow as he blinked up at you with glassy eyes.

Choso gets shy easily.

But never when he’s like this.

dividers by @strangergraphics <3

[cozzzynook]

Poor Dai Atlas, it’s not enough that Senator Shockwave’s sired pups on Orion but has also given them stupid names. Cliffjumper and Bumblebee are NOT names that appear in Mer culture. His suffering continues when they have a break in and instead of punishing the intruder, Wing insists on making Drift a junior assistant.

Wing is unfortunately a romantic, a bleeding spark who buys the intruder’s story of being saved by a red and white mer and looking for him after the Mer was injured by poachers. Only one Mer fits that description and Dai Atlas has a hard time believing Ratchet, the solitary nomad healer who shys away from land mechs, is that Mer.

Dai Atlas lets Wing have his way, confident Drift will give up once he realizes Ratchet isn’t the mer he’s looking for. Dai Atlas is too focused on chasing after Shockwave when Orion and the pups are gone for too long. Yes he’s more than aware they’re having family time at Shockwave’s Oceanside property but those pups bring in generous donors and Dai Atlas would rather die than accept Shockwave’s shannix.

Dai Atlas rushes back when he hears news that Ratchet’s had his own pups. Dai Atlas is surprised, he’s never seen Ratchet with a courting mate and yes Ratchet had a curve to him but he honestly assumed that was just him putting on weight while healing from his injuries. Dai Atlas is delighted that he won’t have to worry about donors for awhile…until he sees Ratchet’s pups all possess a very distinct helm with familiar finnials. Drift isn’t even hiding how happy he is, holding and cooing at the pups while Ratchet wears a tired smile.

Dai Atlas is ready to drag Drift into his office when Wing saddles up to him. “Listen I know what this looks like but here’s the full story. These two go way back, way way back and apparently have been courting for a good while right up until Ratchet’s incident with poachers. Turns out they knew he was carrying and wanted to sell the pups. Luckily he and Drift fought them off but they got separated. How crazy is that!”

“Very,” Dai Atlas grits out.

I don’t feel bad for dai atlas i feel bad for ratchet & drift going through so much turmoil to be a happy family & orion just sighing but smiling at the name choice for their bitties!

I love this))

[moonlight-tmd]

Shockbee. There's an a.u where during the boot camp incident that git Bee kicked out, Longarm was injured and left with amnesia with no memory of being Shockwave.

Because of that he was booted from camp cause Sentinel is a dickhead. He ended up on the repair crew with Bee.

What would your take on it be?

Good timing! I was wondering what to post about ShockBee sine i have not written any thing for it in a long while.

I suppose Longarm would be so confused, one moment there was nothing and then he woke up in medbay with injuries and severe processor damage apparently.

They told him a stone formation fell on him while he and some other cadets were fooling around. He did not recognise their names but he was told that they got the appropriate punichment which included one of them being expelled.

He got his identity and files and tried to pick stuff up from where he left it.... but it didn't go as planned.

If Longarm was well-composed and focused on his tasks and training then now he was a worriesome pile of "trying my best". He didn't remember things he learned and kept forgetting about things he learned for the exams. The field training was going even worse as he kept backing out of any possible danger in fear of losing more than just his memories. Sentinel, tired of his newfound cowardness just gave up and send him away, not even wasting his time to try and help the poor mech.

Right before he was made to pack his stuff, he met a little yellow mech hiding in some unattended room. His name was Bumblebee and apparently he was his friend. Longarm didn't quite understand anythign he was saying but he listened and told what he knew. Bee seemed so sad when he learned Long didn't remember anything, he said he and thing other mech Bulkhead were hanging out with him and something went wrong, the next thing they knew was a stone arch collapsing and Lognarm being severly injured.

Longarm tried to be mad but he just couldn't bring himself to be, the expression Bee had was so sparkbreaking and he apologized like a hundred times over. Bee told him they kicked him out for that but Bulkhead managed to get him hidden until he graduates and get the degree. Long told him about being kicked out too, which sparked an idea in Bee's processor- wasn't long before Bulkhead was hiding not one but two mechs that were supposed to leave.

Once he got his technician degree he took them both under his arms and got them a place in the repair crew.

Then it's not much different from the actual events, just that Longarm is also there for support and transport of the materials- he's very useful with reaching high places.

Then they crash on Earth. Befriend Sari and yeah... everything is nice.

Although Longarm definitelly notices something change. From the moment he met Bee there was this odd allure to him he couldn't quite place. His optics just always seemed to drift towards the scout- bright canary yellow was a outstanding color in amidst of more muted ones logically. But still, something about Bee just seemed to make him feel... at home. Maybe it was the way he talked to him, the way he spoke about something he was interested in- maybe it was the way his optics shone when he saw something that impressed him, the way his derma pulled up to reveal a row of rather sharp denta when he was smiling or laughing- the mere sound of his laugh was enough to send Longarm into the Well and back before he joined in to laugh together. It was illogical in every way but it made so much sense at the same time. Longarm never wanted it to end...

And so did Bee apparently. He was attending to him more often that everyone else, asking to hang out and talk about stuff he may or may not remember. Heck bee himself said he liked spending time with him very much... At least until this Prowl mech showed up.

They found him on some stray planet after receiving an SOS signal. His ship has crashed and was beyond state of flying so all he could do was take what little remained of his stuff from it and hitch a ride back to Cybertron.

Ever since they found him Bee has been acting different- not paying attention to the conversations, zonign out more, always glancing at the new mech that currently occupied one of the rooms on the ship. Bee tried to talk with him a couple of times, cracking some jokes but never getting any positive response.

This continued after they crashed on earth too. Bee would bother Prowl only to get pushed away once more, Longarm thought it was nothing to worry about because in the end Bee kept coming back to him... at least until Prowl wasn't getting as annoyed with Bee anymore, they started spending some time together, despite their friendship being rough on the edges it was visible that they started to care about each other. This made Longarm worried. Bee was hanging out with him less and less. On the other hand it seemed Prowl wasn't getting any more time than him so it was somewhat reassuring.

While Longarm was busy panicking what to do, Bee was caught between two crushes. One being on Longarm and the other on Prowl- the mech had this mysterious charm and was definitelly on the pretty side but he didn't seem interested in Bee more than a friend. Longarm on the other hand was his 2nd tier best friend (Sari and Bulk both occupy the 1st tier). He was smart and caring, always looking to hearing what Bee had to say unlike most.

While both mech seemed to hide their internal drama well- no they didn't. Bulkhead was onto them from the beginning, he just didn't say anything in hopes they can figure something out on their own. He already ackowledged Bee having a crush from the way he acted, then he saw Longarm with the same symptoms... this went on for a while before he decided to step in and talked with Longarm about Bee. It wasn't much trouble getting him to soften up and spill his emotions out.

"Go talk with him, tell him how you feel." Being his advice while Longarm panicked about Bee potentially leaving him alone.

So Longarm did. One night when Bee finally agreed to have a day out with Long they went to some nice places and had fun, at the end Longarm took him to some secluded place near the lake and the big bridge. They sat there and cracked jokes, recalled past fun times and what was happening recently... At some point Longarm changed the tone of the converation to a more personal one. He asked about Prowl, which was odd to Bee. Bee told him that he finally got him to open up a bit to him and the others- from what he heard and saw Prowl was a total opposite of Bee and the yellow mech himself just confirmed that. But there was something more to it from the way Bee spoke. He took the risk and said he's been worried about him and that he cares about him very much. He told Bee how he felt safe and at home, how he always managed to put a smile on him whenever they talked and that he would do anything to help him or protect him from anything bad that would come his way. He even dared and told him that he kind of wished they could do more than just hang out- be more than just friends....

That seemed to do the trick. For a mech one could brand a chatterbox, Bee was so quiet while Longarm talked. At the end Bee smiled, he wasn't good with this emotional talk so, with few more straightforward sentences he managed to return all the feelings that he was just offered. Longarm could not have been happier that day.

Just 2 days later they had everyone listen as they came official. Of course they were happy for them. Prowl even seemed proud of Bee for getting a Sparkmate of his own.

Then the cons came.

While it was confusing why Lugnut and Blitzwing seemed to not threat him as a threat and even spoke with him decently few times it wasn't as confusing as when after Megatron got revived.

After few failed attempts to speak with him while he was on patrol he had one of the 'cons snatch him and bring him to some location to talk. He listened as the warlord spoke to him with respect and only nodded along, trying to come up with a plan to get out. Megatron only found out he has no idea what he was talking about when the mech himself answered one of the suspicion questions saying he didn't know who he was and that he kinda had an accident that deleted like 90% of his memory files.

Somehow Longarm managed to escape and get back, he only said the cons tried to interrogate him for something, fearing that if he told what actually happened might cause more trouble than good. Few days passed and upon realizing that Shockwave is no longer an option to use, Megatron just gave up and told the few others that knew of his existance to treat him like any other autobot. It's not worth his time nor effort to try to salvage whatever was left considering he had much more important matters to attend to.

...This however may have cause more trouble. One time in the fight, Longarm got injured and Ratchet had to keep him in medbay. While repairing he found some off piece of code in Long's system and accidentally triggered it; Longarm stretched out and fell off the medberth- the next thing the Bee and the others present saw was a big lanky figure with an empurata helm and a Decepticon insignia.

His voice was similar to Longarm if not a tad more staticky... Longarm was more surprised that worried as to why no one told him he can do that. Ratchet managed to get him to switch back to his previous look a while later, although he didn't get much answers to his questions like he would've preffered.... but it was nothing comapred to what happened later.

After the medbay situation, everyone just kind of avoided him.... Bee, his beloved straight up stopped talking to him. He couldn't even look Longarm in the optic...

After he saw that Decepticon insignia he got reminded of the rumors going around boot camp when he was still there- about a 'con spy roaming around. At that time Longarm and him were investigating Wasp- the bully and tormentor of many, including Bee. They found the evidence and he was thrown in stockades... but after what happened in medbay he started to suspect Wasp wasn't guilty after all. He spoke to Bulkhead about it, the big bot also had his suspicions but somehow refused to believe Longarm would do this...

While Optimus had not informed the Elite Guard about anything, Longarm was not having a good time. At some point he would stay up at night in his lonely room and try to piece what little knowledge of the past he still had.

He was an Autobot- no, a Decepticon- both? But why? Somethign must've been a reason... the only thing that fit into his puzzle was Megatron. When said mech kidnapped him and was trying to talk to him he could feel the immense fear inside him and the feeling of doing something wrong- the same emotions that were attached to some of his corrupted memory files. It wasn't much but enough to form some sort of chain of events...

The next time the group had a team meeting, he spoke up just as they were about to end- he wanted to make things better and told that he might have pieced together what might have happened to him- he belived that he used to be a Decepticon and was running from someone- from Megatron. He didn't know the reason but he was pretty sure that all he wanted was to find a safe place to start a new life- it was what he felt was right to say anyway.

After that things started to get back to normal. The others didn't give him suspicious stares anymore and soon enough Bee started talking with him a little. He still couldn't come to peace with the fact he made Wasp go to jail for nothing... Bulkhead seemed adamant on the idea that Wasp deserved it anyway so he shouldn't feel as bad.

It definitelly took a while for things to fully return to normal but the fact Longarm could turn into a giant monstrous 'con remained in everyone's processors.

Bee however did not seem as intimidated by it as he made some jokes about it few times after he and Longarm finally could recharge together again. Longarm could not be happiest, he sworn to himself that he'll never do any of his friends wrong and he'll protect Bee at all cost- be it honorable or heinous actions.

And yeh, that's how i imagine it going. Definitelly way less angsty than what everyone else i seen do for this prompt but still good. He's just living a happy life he deserves.

I defo think Shockwave would turn back into the 'con form if Bee was in danger, pureply to kill and tear whoever hurt him to shreds and Bee being all worried for him and not the fact he just killed someone. He knows Longarm would never hurt anyone unless it was for reasons absolute. Bee loves him, be it a 'con or 'bot.

[justafoxkit]

TFP Agere Headcanons (I couldn't find a screenshot with all of them, rip.)

💜Megatron:

💜Dragon regressor/caregiver flip!

💜He will bite your face off before he admits it to anyone but Soundwave.

💜He regressed involuntarily, and went to Soundwave bc he wasn't sure what was "wrong" with him. Together they discovered regression through the Internet.

💜He either hides in his quarters when regressed, or he goes flying.

💜*bites, bites, bites*

💜 Seriously, get this poor critter a teething toy he won't rip up, have you seen his chompers??

💜 Unexpectedly soft and vulnerable as a little. He hates the vulnerability, but those who know of it secretly adore the softer side of their Lord.

💜He can and will growl/try to bite anyone who tries to take something from him. He once bit Breakdown because the guy tried to retrieve a vehicon he was holding like a teddy bear.

💜As a caregiver, Megs is stern but loving. He tries really hard to be patient with any little one he encounters, especially when their adorable mannerisms remind him of a certain little archivist he used to help care for...

🐦‍⬛Soundwave:

🐦‍⬛ Caregiver!

🐦‍⬛He always knows about one's regression before they do, somehow.

🐦‍⬛He's the only one Megatron won't ever bite as a little, and the only one he'll listen to.

🐦‍⬛A gentle and silent caregiver, he secretly loves taking care of little ones. He finds it fascinating that one can shift into a different headspace.

🐦‍⬛ Soundwave definitely watches agere tiktok compilations to learn as much as he can.

🐦‍⬛When he can't be there, Laserbeak often hovers near the little one until he can make it. He also uses Laserbeak to keep watch over littles who are too afraid to tell someone about their regression.

🚀 Starscream:

🚀 cat regressor!

🚀Mostly regresses to deal with trauma, and absolutely refuses to let anyone know about it!

🚀He stims a lot as a little! He rumbles his engine to mimic purring, flaps his wings up and down, waves his arms, you name it!

🚀 Starscream prefers to regress outside eof the Nemesis; it's the source of a lot of his trauma, so he just feels safer in isolated places on earth.

🚀One time he and Arcee bumped into each other while regressed. It was...have you ever seen those videos where the two cats stand across from each other with their tails fluffed up just hissing and yowling? Yep. That was what happened. Optimus (not regressed) had to pick Arcee up and physically separate them. They...don't talk about it.

🚀He still hasn't noticed Laserbeak following him when he's regressed to make sure he's safe.

🧪Shockwave:

🧪Father Caregiver!

🧪This guy is fascinated by regression as a concept; he shares Soundwave's interest in how it works, but more on a scientific level.

🧪As a caregiver, Shockwave is a bit strict with regards to safety and care. He makes sure his little one has consumed energon and lays down to recharge when tired. No matter how much they fuss.

🧪Not the most entertaining CG, but he takes good care of any little ones he has.

🧪 Despite his scientific demeanor, he actually quite enjoys holding and caring for littles. He finds it therapeutic, chalking that up to his natural instinct to care for children and infants. Definitely not because he just likes cradling a little in his arm, nope!

💝Knockout:

💝 Fox regressor!

💝 An absolute menace as a little one; this little guy is a kleptomaniac when it comes to shiny things. Many will go searching for random items they 'lost' only to find a stash hidden away somewhere.

💝 Like Megatron, Knockout is a very bitey little one. He doesn't need teethers as strong as Megs though. He's just got little bitty teefs!

💝 Often gets zoomies and races in alt mode around the Nemesis. He's only plowed into someone twice, surprisingly.

💝 He's one of the only ones who's open about his regression; he knows Breakdown will deal with anyone who dares to say anything.

🚙Breakdown:

🚙 Caregiver!

🚙 Mainly Knockout's caregiver, but doesn't have the heart to say no to any other little one that wanders in.

🚙 Like Bulkhead, Breakdown is an absolute softie with his little ones. He loves making puns and telling jokes to make them laugh.

🚙 Uses his large size to his advantage, and carries littles in his arms or on his back.

🚙 He's a calm presence that is unmatched in his ability to talk down a scared and overwhelmed little one.

🚙You can't tell me that he wouldn't baby talk when he thinks no one's watching. You know he would.

🪽 Dreadwing:

🪽 Toddler regressor!

🪽Two words: Soft Baby. He's such a soft and gentle baby! Look at him wrong, and he may cry. No, he WILL cry.

🪽 Dreadwing loves soft textures, something he loves about humans is how many soft things they make. He found a huge stuffed bear that was abandoned behind a deserted mall, and it's his most prized possession.

🪽He has a really hard time while regressed because his brother isn't there. Once Skyquake died, Dreadwing spent a lot of time sobbing into his bear unconsolably. It was one of the few times he let Soundwave look after him, just because he didn't want to be alone.

🪽He and Optimus sort of have a weird feeling of familiarity, but neither of them know why. Call it little-sense, idk.

🪽Most often goes to Breakdown when he feels he needs a caregiver to help him; the bot's goofy nature helps him relax.

🪽Skyquake:

🪽 Lion regressor!

🪽 Scary boi, look at him, so scary! Grr...

🪽He's intimidating because of his size, but regressed Skyquake is just a little guy that tries to be scary. Think cub Simba trying to roar.

🪽He found out about lions soon after arriving on earth, and absolutely fell in love.

🪽 Seriously, just ask him about lions and he'll tell you everything there is to know about them.

🕷️Arachnid:

🕷️Mother caregiver!

🕷️She's not super invested in the whole "regression" thing, but she spotted Starscream wandering around in petspace and followed him around out of interest.

🕷️She's not a part of the Decepticons, and she definitely doesn't seek out littles, but if she happens to see one she just might stick close by. Not that she wants to care for them, no! She's just... observing.

🕷️Tsundere caregiver, she tries and fails to convince herself that she doesn't want to be someone's official caregiver. But, the life of a rogue does get kinda lonely...

Nicknames:

💜: Doesn't really have any nicknames, you better believe Megatron will give you the DIRTIEST look if you call him anything. (Soundwave internally calls him "Little Spitfire".)

🐦‍⬛: Wave, Wavey.

🚀: Doesn't really have any nicknames, because he doesn't share his regression. (If he had any: Rascal, Troublemaker, Little one.)

🧪: Shocky, Doc.

💝: Foxy boy, Beautiful, Snatcher.

🚙: B, Papa.

🪽: Sparkling, Wings, Dee.

🪽: Sky, Cub.

🕷️: None(If she had any: Mama Spider, Nini)

Sorry if this wasn't as in depth, it was kinda hard to come up with ideas for the Cons. I had someone ask if I was doing Decepticons, so I hope this meets expectations! Let me know if you want me to do other characters, like the predacons, or side characters.

And yes, I know the Skyquake's Headcanons aren't canon compliant, but let me have this. They killed off too many cons imo, let the boi be happy T^T

[transformers-spike]

What do you think of Shockwave! Any iterations of him you like better? Interpretations?

Oh mannnn I love the guy. TF:One has made him seem perpetually tired and scared as shit of Elita (very understandable in my opinion). I love his Skybound version because he's so horrible in it, it legit feels like this is Shockwave taken to the extreme. I love his fascination with marine life and how he immediately turned them into fuel. Don't even get me started on what he did to Ultra Magnus. TFA is so good too, I keep spoiling myself with it. I adore his voice and how he acts as a spy, nevermind what he did to poor Blurr. Bro has a lot of creepy potential I would loveee to exploit. I'm yet to reach him in TFP, but @shapeofmetal is the reason I've come to appreciate Shockwave in that series. I feel like he's a lot more than meets the eye, especially when you take into account the extra content regarding pre-war Cybertron.

[theres-a-body-here]

Hey could I please request Fia (Elden Ring) x fem!reader headcanons? Sfw and nsfw if it's ok!

Fia x Fem!Reader Headcanons

SFW

You're pretty much whipped from the start

Fia is such a soothing presence

You wonder how you got this far without her

Fia likes how warm you are. Like really warm

Your vitality is incredibly potent

You never come to her empty-handed

No matter what

Flowers, small trinkets, or snacks are the usual things you give her

"This is very kind of you.....thank you, my dear"

She doesn't have the heart to tell you she doesn't exactly eat

But Fia always keeps the trinkets on a shelf and dries the flowers to put in a vase

Fia secretly makes sure to give you extra comforting hugs

She'll whisper in your ear as she rubs circles on your back

"You're such a good girl. Please come back to me....safely"

Don't tell the others

They'll get jelly

Especially Rogier

Strangely, Fia always smells faintly floral

You always take a deep breath of her as she holds you

She chuckles

"Do I smell odd, my dear?"

"No, my lady.....you smell wonderful"

You would follow her anywhere

A ride or die

"Fia......" You began, your voice trembling with concern. "Was it truly necessary to kill D?"

As you cradled Fia in your arms, carrying her to safety after her deadly confrontation with the Hunter of Death, your heart was conflicted. You couldn't bring yourself to blame Fia, for in your eyes, she could do no wrong. However, a lingering curiosity compelled you to seek her perspective on the matter.

Fia, her voice still as soft and gentle as ever, responded with a hint of regret in her tone, "I wish it hadn't come to that, but it was a choice that had to be made." She paused, her eyes deep in thought.

"D posed a grave threat, not just to me, but to you. I had to protect what matters most, even if it means bearing this burden."

You nodded, understanding the weight of her decision, and tightened your grip on her. You knew D would've killed you too once he figured out how close you were to the Deathbed companion. Fia needed you, and you needed her. You would do anything to make her dreams a reality.

To hell with D. To hell with the Roundtable Hold

To hell with the Golden Order

NSFW

Once you two establish a relationship, Fia will be surprisingly clingy

Fia also becomes bold, way more than you've ever seen her

But she's still shy

"If it would not offend your honor, my dear, might I... ask for your blessing? To touch you, to feel your skin against mine... it means more than words could ever express."

Please don't tease her

Fia sports a 30b cup size with a smooth, hairless cunt

Fia isn't loud, she doesn't have the strength to be loud

Expect soft sighs and moans

It's honestly cute

Fia is a switch but leans toward the submissive bottom

So, if anyone wore a strap, it would have to be you

Fia will let you set the pace, but she prefers a slow-burn

If you ask her, Fia would use a strap on you but don't expect anything fast. The poor thing will tire out

She definitely loves eating pussy

Fia would spend all day eating you out if she could

"You make such sweet sounds, little dove"

Fia's breath quickened as she heard your moans. She parted your folds again and buried her tongue inside you, exploring every inch of your wetness as moans escaped your lips

"Oh gods, yes," you groaned, arching your back as you bucked into Fia's mouth.

Without warning, Fia slipped two of her slender fingers inside you, thrusting them in and out rhythmically.

The sensation was overwhelming, sending shockwaves of ecstasy throughout your entire being. You grasped handfuls of Fia's golden locks as she continued tasting your warm flesh.

"There, there," she cooed softly. "Let yourself go, my love. Let me take care of everything." You couldn't help but surrender to her touch; it felt like heaven on earth. As she stretched and lapped at your pussy, you found yourself losing control, thrusting your hips towards her hungry mouth once again.

With a pleased smile, Fia increased the pace of her tongue work, flicking and circling around your swollen clit with precision. Her free hand moved to stroke your thigh lovingly.

You were certain Fia would be the death of you.

Not that you minded.

[transingthoseformers]

Oh yeah. I'd say the transformers baring the beastformers ie Maxamals, Predacons and Ravage their food web is N/A. In a world like TFP they're basically all n/a except for Predaking and he drinks cubes. I'm leaning TFP since i know it best.

Orcas, Dolphins, and fricken octapi would definitely terrorize any Cons in the water. As would the larger sharks.

And humans being omniverous we could get energon from cyber plants, other cyber animals and just cronch the crystals raw as well as drinking cubes of refined energon. There's evidence even as far back as two million years ago our ancestors were hunting megafauna to extinction. And being turned into robots to serve Deceptacon overlords? People would be Pissed. Homo Sapiens techni would be a terror to the Deceptacons as would most megafauna. Scraplets with a vendetta that wouldn't eat you alive just chase you untill you colapsed untill you were too tired to run anymore.

Can you imagine a herd of bison or moose? They will ef up a mofo, and his vehicle. The poor vehicons wouldn't stand a chance agains cyber-ungulants.

Tarantulas where ever he is would be over the moon though. Here you have mechanical organisms retained their organic body plans. And now their easier to fix! Surgons being able to remove and replace wonky organs more easily. Even in the Pit, he'd be swooning with joy. Shockwave would also find this intriguing.

This isn't even getting into the whole Unicron at the center of the earth thing. Would that make us resistant to Dark Energon or more susceptible to it?

Do you think Homo Sapiens techni would be able to transform? Cause in the cosmology Primus is a benevolent diety. Would he adopt the Bastard Children Unicron abandoned? Especially if Optimus did something with the matrix to intervene?

Yeppp, so they absolutely are not prepared for this :)

Goddamnnnnn technoorganic cephalopods would be terrifying, and honestly giving them longer lifespans as a treat WILL probably mean they get to learn more— not necessarily more intelligent, sure, but they'll get more time to apply it. This Will Have Consequences

Also consider: cyberformed dogs. And I don't mean the little yappy fuckers, I mean large hunting dogs and sheep dogs. Imagine how fucking cool they would be, and they too are persistence hunters.

Nopeeeee, ohh. Oh they are in for such a time. Moose are so much bigger than you would anticipate, and I feel like cyberforming would make a lot of these larger herbivores even more bold.

Also bears, don't forget bears.

Tara would be! I've been thinking a lot about Tara but in tfp, and I imagine his little technoorganic spark would be in love with this place regardless of which characterization we're rolling with here. Hell, in this situation, I can see him turning against the cons if we're rolling with a more beast wars style. After all in BW didn't he try to overthrow Megs?? If we're going for Earthspark Tara I feel like he's liable to just fuck off into the CyberEarth woods to study it all. Shockwave's gonna be stealing ideas from Mother Nature: enhanced addition

ooo ohhh adding dark energon into this shit will be interesting as fuck, because we KNOW that shit interacts in interesting ways with energon and if it interacts with the technoorganics... It wouldn't be a surprise if some of the CyberEarth animals that die don't stay dead. zOMBIE SHIT Y'ALL

Adding transforming into this gives us so many more fun things

Not even just including your typical humanoid to vehicle or animal, but being able to transform different weaponry— technoorganic humans and animals alike. Can you imagine if a wolf could have a form more optimized for damage and one more optimized for speed? New opportunities for amphibious lifestyles?? Taking retractable claws and fangs to a whole new level?? I'm staring at a Curious Archives video on "The Future Is Wild" so I might be in the same spec bio heaven mode as Tara is. It would be so goddamn fun if Primus did intervene for the sake of his brother's wronged children, if he (and Optimus, to some degree) wanted to give what's here of humanity and nature a better chance.

[hansols-yoda-boxers]

Oct 10th [Woozi + Dumbification]

[9:59] Your thighs shook on either side of Jihoon’s head. Moans poured from your lips and your fingers dug into the sheets beneath you. His tongue moved expertly over your clit, always just the right speed, just the right amount of pressure, just the right movement. Your body was on the edge of its third orgasm, completely at the mercy of his tongue just the way he liked.

Jihoon hummed, fingers digging into your thighs and keeping your legs open for him. The hum sent a shockwave through your overly sensitive body and you cried out as your back arched off the bed. He kept your hips in place while the rest of your body writhed and grasped and tensed with the approach of your release. 

Words tried to form on your lips but to no avail. You felt like you wanted to say something but the feeling was too good to think. Your thighs started to press in tight and your eyes squeezed shut tight, almost in tears as the tension finally snapped.

You cried out in gasping moans as your release hit you hard. Your hips threatened to rise up off the bed, only held still by Jihoon’s hands as your head tilted back and intense pleasure washed through every bit of your body.

Finally your body fell to the bed, panting and shaking and thoroughly satisfied. Jihoon’s tongue moved from your core and you felt his lips pressing soft kisses to your inner thighs, littered with the love bites he’d left. His hands soothed over your thighs and you tried to open your eyes but to no avail. You settled for reaching for him, grabbing weakly at his hair and whining.

“Are you feeling good, baby?” He hummed.

“M-M-M-” The words barely formed in your hazy mind, let alone on your tongue.

Jihoon chuckled and you felt the bed shifting as he crawled up over you. His hands came to your cheeks, wiping away the few wet tears that had slipped from your eyes and kissing you. You grabbed his wrists, pulling him closer.

“Do you want cuddles, baby?” He cooed.

You nodded, not bothering to try speaking any more. You managed to open your eyes, getting a view of his face, flushed in warm pink tones and eyes blown wide, full of love and desire as he gazed down at you. Despite your tired state it sent arousal rushing through you and you whined.

“My poor baby,” he chuckled, rolling onto his back and pulling you against him. “Can’t even speak to me.”

You hid your face in his neck, just enough wherewithal to be embarrassed by his statement, even if he was right. You tried to form some kind of response but all that came out was a series of shaky whines that didn’t help your case whatsoever.

“It’s okay, baby,” he hushed. “I love making you cum so hard you can’t even remember how to speak.”

“C-C-”

“Did you want to say something?” He laughed, pretending to hold an imaginary microphone to your lips. You managed to give him a dirty look that only made him laugh harder before he was cupping your face.

“My poor, helpless, baby,” he cooed. “And that was just my tongue.” He pressed his nose to yours in an action that was entirely too sweet for his words. “Just imagine how you’ll feel later on my cock.”

[moonlight-tmd]

I saw your TFA headcanon masterlist, and may I just say that I LOVE IT!

Also, I've decided to throw in a few of my own:

1. Blurr is just as good at singing as Bumblebee is, but is less afraid of admitting it. Also, I feel like he'd gladly sing pop rock and pop metal songs.

2. Longarm/Shockwave is ALLERGIC to Earth flowers. Like, he accidentally develops this allergy when Blurr brings back a flower bouquet, and poor Longarm/Shockwave just starts frequently sneezing when he first smells them.

3. Jetifre and Jetstorm are actually Starscream's and Skyfire's (yes, I ship Skystar) biological Sparklings, and I think Skyfire died when he was trying to keep them away from the Autobot Council but unfortunately failed.

4. This one's about Blitzwing: If Icy or Hothead have control of their body for too long, then the other gets sick from not being able to use their element, like Icy ends up having to sneeze out any excess Coolant while Hothead ends up having to power through high-temperature fevers.

5. If Blurr had been allowed to stay with Team Prime, I feel like he would have gotten along with Sari, becoming like another big brother to her. Also, Sari would have taught him how to fist bump, and I think that would have been adorable.

6. There's a headcanon going around that Shockwave might have actually been a Predacon, which would explain his animal-like features.

7. Shockwave gained the ability to become Longarm from Swindle.

That's interesting! I don't see most of it in my works but it's nice nonetheless.

I do think Blurr would make a good singer, he's unbeatable at rap songs. If Bee got him to slow down then they'd make a pretty good duet. And yes, he'd get along with Sari after a while.

I do like to think Shockwave's ability to stretch is just his frame being funky but the actual shifting between root modes is work of Blackarachnia. She game him something similar to what Blitz processor has, but much less chaotic.

Blitzy being sick is a nice touch of why he shouldn't force himself to stay on one personality, I think physically if he'd done this his body temperature would just start to shift from excess use of destined weaponry. He's get cold and his engine would have trouble igniting (like a cough/sneeze) and overheat if it's the other way around. Dunno what would happen with Random tho, maybe minor malfunctions? Even so, he'd switch sooner than this would happen, personalities have their limit and will get tired of fronting too long.

[zeeroweenies]

what’s mine is yours

ft. baji and chifuyu

cw ✿ friends with benefits ; face slapping ; praise-ish ; mouth spitting ; unprotected sex ; degradation-ish (?) ; vouyerism.

baji smut. no i don’t gaf 🤨

“Wait, her mouth isn’t wet enough.” a calloused hand finds its way through your hair roughly pulling you off of the cock that was deep in your throat, baring your neck as you loll out your tongue for what you know is coming next. A line of spit falls from Baji’s mouth into yours, making your cunt clench around nothing as he gives your cheek a condescending tap.

“Hurry up and make him cum, tired of waiting.” Kei’s rough voice breezes through your ears as your mouth glides up and down Chifuyu’s thick length, delicate hands working at whatever wouldn’t fit.

Your eyes flit up to the jet black haired boy, lips coated in strings of drool as you give his tip teasing kisses, fingers stroking him at a faster pace. “Chifuyu s’okay, want you to cum in my mouth.”

“Oh, fuck—” Your already ruined face is even more ruined as thick ropes of cum paint your face white with pleasured groans leaving Chifuyu’s mouth as a rough hand comes down to tangle themselves in the strands of your hair, milking him until his thighs begin to convulse.

“Bet your girl doesn’t get you off like this,” Keisuke quirks from beside Chifuyu with a tiny grin, baring his sharp canines.

“No she doesn’t. Fuck.” he grits.

It was all coming back to you how you ended up in this position, legs parted wide for both males with your leaking cunt visible for them to see.

It was a shame that his girlfriend broke things off with him at a time like this, Baji breaking the news to you when he brought him around by practically asking, no— telling you to fuck his best friend. “Chifuyu’s girl broke up with him, but you’re gonna make him feel good for me.”

Poor Chifuyu, you thought. That’s too bad, he’s really cute too. That dark hair and those dreamy blue eyes were enough to make any girl melt, his girlfriend definitely messed up dropping someone like him. It’s okay, you and Keisuke are gonna teach him how to please a woman real well.

You were wet, so fucking wet. It glistened off of the folds of your pussy, dribbling down into the insides of your thighs that made both men lick their lips at the sight. “See that? Her clit’s getting bigger, means she’s about to cum.” Chifuyu gives a confident nod of affirmation.

The thumb on your swollen clit begins to work faster, overwhelming your body with pleasure making you whine at the stimulation. “Put your fingers in her.” Chifuyu immediately prods two fingers at your hole, spreading your slick around the area and coating his fingers in your cum before pushing them in, cock instantly throbbing when he’s met with an explicit moan from you.

“Fuck,” You release a dragged out cry. Feeling his slender fingers stretch you out in just the right manner as his eyes flicker up to you, heart panging in his ribcage at the way your pussy tightens around his digits just from fingering you.

Shockwaves ripple through your entire body, toes curling as the tips of his fingers massage up against your sweet spot. “She’s gonna cum,” He deadpans, thumb rubbing messy circles on your clit. “I feel it.”

Your nipple falls from Kei’s mouth with a loud pop, words meant for Chifuyu with his gaze locked on you as he massages your tits with his huge hands. “Make her cum then.”

A cocky smirk creeps up on his lips. “You hear that, pretty? You can cum for me now, give it to me.” Chifuyu encourages, your mouth falling wide open as your high washes over you, broken cries leaving your throat and creaming all over his fingers.

“Sto– stop…” A breathless whimper leaves your lips, beginning to feel the overwhelming effects of your orgasm encompass you as both men lazily play with you like the toys they shared when they were kids, exchanging smirks between each other.

“Don’t stop,” Kei mumbles against your lips as he pinches your hardened nipple between his fingers, cock pulsing at the way you let out a little whimper from the pain. “My slut likes getting her pretty pussy played with, right?” He says near threateningly, five fingers coming up to close in around your throat.

There’s nothing you can do but lay there and nod, feeling Chifuyu’s wet mouth close onto your sensitive bud ripping another orgasm from you as his fingers scissor in and out of your walls, body trembling and crying against Kei’s lips feeling him darkly grin at your vulnerable state.

“Fuyu’s gonna fuck you now, okay? No running.” He gives you a sweet peck on the lips, contrasting with the warning tone in his voice as a smile appears on his soft lips when he sees you shake your head yes obediently. Always such a good whore.

An almost sad whine resonates in you when Kei’s figure disappears from over you and is replaced with Chifuyu’s. The powder blue-eyed male not looking down at you, but what’s between your legs. He swears it’s the most beautiful cunt he’s ever seen, all puffy and wet with your pretty little clit swollen just makes him lick his lips at the sight. Baji was seriously keeping this all to himself?

Keisuke didn’t mind sharing you with Chifuyu in the slightest. He’s been his best friend since the sandbox, they’ve shared everything since they were kids. And now, he’d share you too. What’s Baji’s is his, right? But that doesn’t mean he isn’t a little territorial over you at times. Sure Chifuyu is his best friend, but you’re his girlfriend, and he couldn’t help but feel just a little envious seeing his best bud about to stick his dick inside his girl. Still though, it was hot.

“Her pussy’s pretty, don’t know if I’ll fit in her though.” The two men chuckle deeply, watching as Chifuyu spreads your legs wider to get a good look at your glistening cunt.

“Don’t cum in her, she’s still my bitch.” Baji warns through his flickering grey irises, watching Chifuyu roll his eyes before he brings his tip up to your slick folds, gliding his fat cock up and down your pussy with ease. You look up at him with eyes of adoration, met with a low groan when you push your hips up invitingly, anticipating the moment he finally sticks his cock in your pussy.

Fuck, you’re so desperate, he was gonna enjoy this. Both him and Baji. “C’mon put your dick in her cunt, stop being a pussy.”

With enough of Kei’s lecturing Chifuyu inches forward, hissing as his tip slowly stretches out your tiny hole. It takes a while before he can push himself all the way in, small cries in pain consoled by gentle praises on the way there when he’s finally buried to the hilt. He was balls deep in your cunt, he could tell how full you felt just by the way you weakly pulsed around him and your mouth gaping open with no words coming out.

“How’s it feel? Where can you feel me, baby?” Chifuyu asks, beginning to set a slow rhythm with his hips. “Here.” you whine, brows furrowing before your big pretty eyes flit down. “In my tummy,” it comes out choked, drunk on the way your boyfriend’s best friend’s cock feels inside you. “So big,” you babble.

“Tight, isn’t she?” Baji perks up from where he’s leaning on his elbows, smirking knowingly.

“Tightest I’ve ever had, fuck–” A curse slips out, your snug walls constricting him so tight that he could barely even move. “Baby, you gotta loosen up. Don’t you wanna cum?”

“I d– I do,” you cry breathlessly, involuntarily clenching around his cock forcing a groan from him. “Stop fighting me then, let me fuck you.” His breath fans your ear, voice sending shivers down your spine as you whine desperately.

Chifuyu’s hand snakes up to your throat, not choking you but just resting there as he snaps his hips into you. “Slap her around a little, she loves that shit.” Kei pipes up, a satisfied smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as his rough palm lands hard against your cheek hard pulling a whimper from you. “That hurt?” Chifuyu coos, false sympathy laced all in his voice as you nod. “I know baby,” he smirks

Tears flow freely down your cheeks when you eventually loosen your grip on Chifuyu’s dick, allowing yourself to give and feel the sweet pleasure of him slamming himself inside you as your nails claw into his biceps with your head thrown back.

“Go– gonna cum,” you cry.

Chifuyu should’ve been sad. His bitch dumped him and left him for dust but all he could think about was how pretty you looked crying on his cock. Your pussy was the best cunt he’s ever been in for a long time, and considering how long he and his girlfriend have been together that was saying something.

He allowed himself to get caught up in your moans, the tiny whines you tried to hold back when he pounded you a little too hard and the pretty expressions your face contorts in when he hits your sweet spot. His girlfriend never moaned like this, she didn’t tell him how good his cock felt when he was fucking her but you did, and with each hard thrust he was forgetting all about his ex and thinking more about you.

“Wanna cum inside you, you gonna let me?” His brow quirks, earning a puzzled look from Keisuke as he sits up to interrupt. “I said do—”

“I want it, wanna feel it please Fuyu,” You pull him down against your lips by the arms, completely getting lost in your highs and each other as he drives his hips into you faster, feeling his orgasm hit him like a truck. You feel it when he fills you up, sloppily kissing his lips as he fucks his cum into your tight cunt milking him of every last drop he’s got.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” his thrusts slow down, allowing you both to recover from your orgasm. He’s breathless against you as you give tiny pecks to his bottom lip. When he pulls out there’s cream on his dick, followed by his cum oozing from your twitching cunt in a thick white trail.

Baji felt left out, like a third wheel in his own relationship. And it didn’t help seeing you two look all lovey dovey into each other’s eyes like some kind of dumb in love couple. He had to admit though, watching you get fucked by Chifuyu is something he wouldn’t mind seeing more often. Don’t get it fucked up, you’re still his girl. Of course there’d have to be some rules set in place, there was no way he was about to let Chifuyu think he could take his bitch.

“Kei, can we keep him?” You snap him from his thoughts when you look up at him with those puppy dog eyes, Chifuyu’s face cupped between your hands like some new chew toy you want. Chifuyu’s waiting for an answer too, black hair sticking to his forehead as his blue eyes practically beg Kei to say yes.

“Whatever.” Baji rolls his eyes followed by a sigh as he stands up to go find something to clean you two up. “What’s mines is yours, you know that.”

Chifuyu smirks to himself. Hm, maybe break ups weren’t so bad.

[presidentstarscream]

I finished the series in one go and i want more Final highlights for now

Jawbraker is a precious baby

Hashtag makes dial up noices everytine she conects akdkdk

Grandpa megatron

Elita best autie

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The horror music in the graveyard is just bad horror movie music and its great

GIANT ENEMY SPIDER

TARANTULAS!!!!!!!

Nightshade's british accent

Nms my man tarantulas wants peace

Poor guy hes tired

He just got adopted just hasnt been told yet

NOOOO! Tarantulas

Why does a owl make eagle noices?!??

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Agent Shloder is the continuities himbo

Nightshade mitakes where made mode

BREACKDOWN!!!!!

Two bros chilling in a race five feet apart cause they're not gay

Oh shit breackdown NO!

Poor bee

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Moms day tunrs into weird tentacle shit

No one in this house hold has bear knowledge and the mom is a ranger

BEAR MITOSIS WTF

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Starscream did the "Megatron has fallen" (not exactly but still) lets fucking go!

He got tackled

Nms a flash back

Hashtag playing pretend as Starscream the foreshadowing

Its the mtmte flowers holy shit

Wtf whith shockwaves voice?!

Oh gods its shockwave he survived

Grandpa megatron (again)

Shock gave Mo a chance to go

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Oh shit a cybertronian fighting ring

The cassets are the comentarists akdkfkfkf

Oh shit GRIMLOCK

Nightshade has gender afirming talk and a friend

A JURASSIC PARK REFERENCE IN MY TRANFORMERS!?!?!!

RIP brawl

Bee bondage

Human centipede aracnoid edition

Oof hashtag

Mandroid is in way too many drugs

Dont do enegon kids!

Man defeated with the power of family

F in the chat for bee

Oh god oh fuck

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Grimlock is bacc

Grimdad

He apears on screen and is Dad inmediately

Hold gently like burger

PACHICEPHALOSAUR!!!!!!

Pachy pachy pachy pachy pachy pachy pachy pachy pachy pachy pachy pachy

Nms its a dubius taxa

Noooo hes got ptsd

Elita rodeo-ing Grimlock lmao

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Swindle is the cool aid man guys

Yeehaw swindle (i just noticed)

F for swindle

Optimus casualy flashing everyone

The famous but forgoten ourple morning stars lmao

More fore shadowing

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Starscreams voice gods

Nova is tc?!?!?!

He saved warp from the dweller

Megan WHY? He did nothing!

Schloders sister knows something

Poor Star

Get the new null ray feature flashlight!!!

Oh shit Starscream got speech 100

Megatron: only a myth *procedes to get tentacle-ed*

Star has been granted the title of Dilf officialy

The good bye sing lol

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F in the chat for thrash and roby

The cliche lesson (not a mean critique)

Alex and mandroid where friends?!?!

Girl was given a sword

Quintus ghost

He looks like Jinzo lmaoooo

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Bee is gonna MGS that shit lmao

Twich too

Optimus decepticon behavior lol

Is that dark enegon on the wall?????

Im mad there wasnt a hidea in a box/crate escene

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Nms mandroid was prepared and knows evething

Oh shit shes at their home

Oh god shockwave

they work toghether with shockwave yes

They gonna call the cons?

Nvm its the autobots

Megan uses the morning star great

Shock and megan are friends again woo

Oh no shock is the latest victim of bondage

What?!

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What the fuck mandroid

He has in fack done every drug to exist

Sharkticons!!!!!!!

NOOOOO Shockwave

His one polygon tit

The fins on the clouds

Bee cheats at card games lol

Schloder is friend

This is not a childrens show

RIP Schloders sister

Lmao some copies are dancing

A tower again

Lmao its teme ni gru all over again

He likes my playlist *pricedes to get run over*

Why are you using glases in the night??

The winged hussards arrive

My man star is not used to afection

Starscreams speech 100 back at it again

Why the fuck is Soundwave is riding hardtop he flys

Star is so exited to beat the fuck outa megatron hes so giddy about it

GO KING GET HIS ASS

OH NO everyone

Aww shockwave was guarded by fluffy ears

Nms mandroid was defeated by the power of god and family

10/10 i want more

Im watching earthspark and this are my highlights so far

Why alex malto looks like gomez adams?!?!!

Twich and Trash my beloved dorks 

Noo hard top

Also F for swindle

Every cybertronian in this show so far is a himbo

Megs has a bestie omg

Dadtimus prime is back wooo

What is mandroid snorting and also the fact that mandroid is not his nane

This is the second time a frachise calls robotic spooders spiders aracnoid

Wheeljack dont joink her

Himbo wheeljack is also back 

Everyone is a himbo still 

[onlysamu]

riding bokuto, marking, praise, light manhandling, use of princess & baby as pet name

a/n: didn’t proofread this hehe i’m too tired atm

whether he’s laying down while slowly massaging your soft hips in the palm of his hands or sitting up while nipping little love bites into your neck and collarbones, bokuto could die happy with your tits bouncing in his face while your snug heat is wrapping around his most sensitive area.

every time you clench down on his cock when you bottom down to thick base, sends tiny shockwaves through his body, forcing him to let out shallow groans. he can’t help but thrust up whenever your bodies meet just to pull out the prettiest whines from you.

poor boy gets so impatient though. keeps thrusting up into you till you basically let him manhandle you against his body, rocking your hips up and down with a tight grip that’ll definitely leave marks by the time tomorrow comes.

he just can’t help that your pussy feels so heavenly :(

“yeah that’s it baby. fuck you’re making me feel so good. keep bouncing that little cunt on me, just like that princess, just like that. fuck, don’t stop ‘m so close, baby.”

all content belongs to @onlysamu. do not plagiarise/modify/repost/share this content onto any other platforms.

[multiplefandomsblog]

request; I am lusting for the emo boy 👉👈 Could I get something where the reader gives him a bj after he had a stressful day

warnings; bj, deep-throating, cussing, cum-eating, shuichi is receiving, reader is gender-neutral.

note; im trying to think of a song to go with this hold up- (yes thats all i have for my note, im running out of things to say-)

OH SHIT YES!!! SANGRIA?? BY EASY LIFE??? ARLO PARKS??? OR GET YOU BY DANIEL CAESER!!!!!

wc; 2k+

Slapping the screen of his work computer shut, the sudden and loud noise kept him awake for just a little longer. Shuichi brought both of his cold hands to his face, rubbing the eye bags that had formed as a result of his overworking and lack of sleep.

“God…” It took him everything he had to not yell into his slightly trembling hands. His fingers tangled themselves in his hair as he stood up from the chair that had made his backside ache, breathing out the pent-up stress he had cultivated throughout the… He checked his watch, drooping eyes barely able to read the hands of the miniature clock. 

—The twelve hours of sitting down, typing in and submitting in files, piled onto files regarding a tough case. He’d be lying if he wasn’t at least a little used to this shit work ethic. 

The first thought his mind allowed him to possess after draining his brain completely out of energy, had been, ‘S/o...-, I hope they didn’t forget to eat today.’ He hadn’t gotten the chance to monitor you, nor text or call you; his phone, to kick off the day, hadn’t charged properly the day before, leaving his phone with 3%. The moment he had tried to text you mid-way through his extended work period, his phone had given up on him, leaving him frustrated and worried. 

Sighing, he quickly packed up his things, ready to leave the suffocating, but honestly quite nicely designed office— to see you. He was so close to just falling asleep on the nice, cold surface of his computer, but the thought of you waking up to an empty bed had his heart, crumbling over something he hadn’t done yet. And hadn’t planned to do, either. 

Exiting the office, he called a taxi as he was too deprived of sleep to safely drive.

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Hearing the door open, you immediately rushed to the front door, almost slipping on the waxy surface of the wood floor against your fuzzy socks. 

Pulling back, your eyes held a different emotion as you gazed into Shuichi’s tired but loving orbs; your eyes no longer contained the same soul-crushing worry for him. Instead, they had held a needy lust. Could you blame yourself? It had been twelve hours. Shuichi let out a quiet startled noise as you started dragging him to the couch, he did nothing but let you; too tired to ask what you were doing despite having the sneaking suspicion he already knew. No one can overlook a stare like that; you’d have to be blind to. 

Pushing him onto the couch with little effort, he watched with intrigued eyes as you got to your knees and sat in between his knees, your own gaze locking onto his as you lowered yourself to the point where you had to crane your neck to properly see his pretty, flushed face. 

Golden eyes flashed in need, small whines spilling from his trembling lips as he slightly parted his thighs for you to drag your fingers further up into. “You worked all day, Shuichi… C’mon, just a taste?” You looked up at him, doe eyes pleading and tongue swiping across your bottom lip entrancingly, as Shuichi’s golden eyes followed the glistening muscle. He could already imagine your tongue swirling around the tip of his— 

“A-a little… A little taste. Please.” Ten hours of neglect, and the craving for his musk only augmented with each agonizing second that passed by. His eyes widened at the sultry tone you equipped; had he really worked so long to the point you were on your knees for him? “I...”

Yes, yes he had. It had been twelve hours, and you were worried sick. Not only that, the poor boy looked so tense and stressed, it had given you the urge to just strap him to the bed and force him to sleep, and nothing else. Knowing him, he wouldn’t have allowed himself the proper amount of hours of sleep, and food he needed to stay alive.

A part of him didn’t want to take advantage of your state, but a part of him already knew you wouldn’t let up until you got what you wanted; it’s not like he detested the idea of getting sucked off. “O-okay.”

He let out a small gasp as he felt you suddenly play with the zipper of his pants, your fingers ��accidentally’ brushing against the growing erection he hadn’t noticed he had. You watched him carefully, fighting the urge to laugh as he arched his back against the couch; you didn’t want to embarrass him, you simply wanted to help him de-stress. 

Deciding you’d focus more on him than your own sadistic desires, you quickly halted your teasing and zipped open his fly, wasting no time to reach down the waistband of his navy blue boxers and pin-striped pants, erupting a gasp from him as he hadn’t been expecting it to escalate so fast.

Gingerly, you pulled out the hardening cock that seemed to twitch in your hold, only causing you to smile at the cute reaction. Though Shuichi’s facial expression had been incomparable to his cock. You had barely down anything to him, and his whole entire face flushed red, a hand already clamped over his mouth that concealed the lip he had been chewing at so aggressively. 

Stroking your thumb over the pretty pink tip of his cock, you cooed at it, already finding yourself craning your neck down to kiss the tip of it, causing Shuichi to jolt up from the light but impactive pressure on the tip of his cock. He found himself getting more alert, differing from his previous state of mind where he had barely been able to register what had been happening at the door.

Tired, lolling eyes from earlier converted into wide, lustfully lidded golden eyes that bore into your own coloured irises. The only difference between the two pairs of eyes had been the soft domineering gaze you set upon the boy who seemed to be putty in your hands and mouth. 

Winking at him, you felt confidence grow in you as you heard him slightly whimper and wine through the futile coverage of his hand over his mouth, and so, with suave, you slid the eager cock into your mouth, tapping it over your lips and tongue before deciding to suck the entire thing in, in one go. The near-scream Shuichi emitted definitely helped you take the entirety of him inside your mouth. 

You let out a small hiccup as you felt him throbbing in your throat, eyes wide and nose deep in the base of his shaft as your lips had almost been able to kiss the base of his cock. Keyword; almost.

With tear-filled eyes, you moaned onto his cock that only seemed to fit in half of your mouth before you started gagging. The small choked gasps from your side seemed to be in earshot of Shuichi, as he reached down to check on you- his hand was caught mid-way as you took a deep breath through your nose and fit the rest of his length down your throat. At this point, tears had been falling down your face uncontrollably, and you had been too busy massaging the base of his cock and balls to try and wipe them off.

“S-S/o— Y-you shouldn’t- F-fuck, I’m already so close, please don’t stop…!” He whined in a broken voice, head spinning and eyes rolling to the back of his head as he practically heaved out pants against the couch behind him. You felt your own thighs tremble as you heard him lose character, cussing; something you didn’t know he’d ever do. It sounded foreign in his voice, but was it strange that you actually liked how it sounded?

Moans and pleas spilled out of his drooling mouth like a running faucet; he noticed it only seemed to egg you on, in which, he wasn’t sure he liked or feared. He was highly certain he wouldn’t be able to last long—the thought hit him like an 80-pound brick as you dragged your tongue on the sensitive underside of his cock. “Hhnn- Ah—!” He let out an embarrassingly high moan, though he didn’t seem to care enough to tend to the humiliation, as he had currently been occupying his mind with the fact you had been sucking him off and sucking him off good.

His neck and thighs twitched as he writhed, not able to hold back the urge to pull your hair as he felt like he was going to lose it if he didn’t. Reaching down quickly, he yanked your hair upwards, in a force that didn’t hurt as much as you thought it would. It seems, even during moments like these he was always gentle with you. 

Rewarding him for the action, you hummed muffled praises he couldn’t hear, but could definitely feel the effect of it against his cock. Vibrations shot up from between his legs to up the trail of his spine, sending shockwaves of pleasure through his entire body. 

You felt his clammy hand that had kept hold of your hair, push you down onto his length roughly, causing you to stifle a surprised choke as you felt his tip hit the very back of your throat. “S-Shui—” You couldn’t even say half his name properly. 

With tears streaming down your face, you shut yourself up and took it, bobbing your head up and down faster—to which he rewarded you with shaky, blissful sobs. God, did you wish you could see his expression right now. 

At the thought, your slightly red eyes darted up to his face, which seemed to be staring right back at you with his own tear-brimmed gaze. “S-S/o...!” He whined out, a few stray tears falling as he felt his climax approach him. Throwing his head back, you lost sight of his flushed, slobbering face as he rested the back of his neck against the couch. 

“Close..! Close! Hah- Hnngg! Please, I need to- to—!” Shuichi cut himself off, mouth contorting into an ‘O’ shape as he tensed his thighs underneath your clawed grip, feeling his well-deserved orgasm finally hit him. You suctioned your mouth around his length especially hard, eyes squeezing shut as you felt him pulsating against the walls of your sore throat.

You could feel the milky white, nearly translucent cum shoot down your throat and, as you usually do, you let it slip down your throat with no complaints—and it wasn’t as if you could try spitting it out; Shuichi’s cock had been so far down your throat, he had been practically been shooting it directly down your throat, giving you no chance to swallow. 

You felt his cock shudder, twitch and go flaccid in your mouth; so with a final drag of your lips, you trapped any leftover semen within the insides of your lips and licked whatever had escaped the bindings of your aching mouth. Shuichi remained heaving against the couch, his hand that had previously been holding onto your hair with a death-grip, weakened and dropped to the side of your face.

Bringing his head back down from the thrown back position on the couch, he stared down at you who had still been seated between his legs, your cheek resting against his thigh as you watched him with a soft and infatuated gaze. After such a feat, to look at him like that; he felt like he was on cloud 9. He truly wondered what he had done to deserve a blow job like that, and someone like you to give him such a thing after neglecting you for twelve hours, he felt terrible for you yet also fortunate to have you. His gaze, despite still fucked-out and slightly mind-blown, held worry for you. 

With his already red face going even more crimson, he brought his hand down to the side of your head to stroke your face tenderly. Still heaving out pants, he stuttered out quiet words of gratification, “... T-thank you. For that.” To which you only grinned cheekily at, head turning to gently nibble and kiss at the inside of his thigh, causing a small yelp to erupt from him. 

Your hand gripped onto his thigh, making sure to immobilize him and his squirming as you sucked a hickey onto his thigh. “Hh-!” Shuichi could only whimper at the pressure, his free hand going up to wipe away the tears that formed from earlier, and the ones that had been forming currently. 

[neeksnorton]

I'm Ready, Mommy // Abner Krill x Reader

hi there! sorry for the delay on this story. some things came up. enjoy!!

NSFW TAGS : Femdom, multiple orgasms, pegging, mommy kink, teasing, oral sex (m receiving)

WORD COUNT : 2.4K

You walk in through the front door, exhausted from work. You kick your shoes off your feet and leave them in front of the door. You should probably put them on the mat where you and Abbie leave your shoes, but you decided against it. You were too tired; you can move the shoes later.

You toss your bag lazily on the couch, and take your blazer off. The white button up you have on is really pissing you off. You undo a couple of buttons, just to let yourself breathe a little. Sitting on the couch, you shut your eyes.

Fuck. This job was killing you. Ever since you got out of Belle Reve with Abner after the Corto Maltese situation, you got a full-time job at a tech company. It wasn’t physically demanding, but you had to use all of your brainpower at all hours of the day. And sometimes it was just a lot for you. You try your best to let your thoughts pass you like a cloud.

“Hmm, I wonder if he’s home,” you think to yourself. You couldn’t remember if today was his day off, or if it was tomorrow. He probably told you this morning, but you couldn’t remember.

Abner worked at a library part time, stacking books on the shelves. He loved it, he could escape into his own little world while doing so. Not to mention it was nice and quiet, Abner was never one for loud crowds or noises.

You hear a shuffle behind you. You peek through your eyes a little, but don’t react. He’s trying to scare you. You try to hold back a laugh. He always tries to do this with you. He’ll scare you and it ends in a play fight.

Fingers barely graze your shoulders, and you jump up and yell in Abbie’s face.

“RAHHHHH!” You scream. Abner nearly jumps out of his skin, letting out a very girly shriek.

You keel over with laughter. “Oh, fuck you.” he says while laughing. You got him so good. Normally it goes the other way.

Once you two calm down a little, he pulls you in by your waist and kisses you lightly. “How was work today?”

“Tiring,” you sigh. “It was just a lot.” you fiddle with the neckline on his t-shirt. “I just need to relieve some stress.”

“Well,” he whispers, craning down to kiss your neck lightly. “How can I help?”

This is not what you envisioned. You had the idea that you were gonna pull out your yoga mat and stretch a little. Or throw on the TV and watch Real Housewives reruns. But Abbie acting like this just made your pussy ache.

“Um…ahh-” You try to get a sentence out but it just doesn’t form. He starts kissing your collarbone, leaving a small trail of hickeys. All you wanted to do was force him onto the couch and have him under your complete control. You NEEDED this. You cradle his face in your hands and pull it back up to yours.

“Just do as I say, how does that sound?” you whisper in his ear. You feel the hair stand up on the back of his neck.

“Good.” he whimpers against your skin.

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You swipe your finger across his bottom lip, and he parts them. He was so ready for you already. He must have been eagerly waiting for you to get home. You kiss him gingerly, and slide your tongue into his mouth. You map out every inch of his mouth, even though you already knew it so well.

You move your hand off of his face and slide it under his t-shirt. Your fingers trace his happy trail, and you feel goosebumps rise up on his soft tummy. He lets a small whimper out into your mouth, and you feel your core tighten. As you move your hand up his torso, you feel the small amount of hair on his chest.

“Unhh- please…” Abbie moans. He grips your waist and digs his nails in.

You grab his hands and pull them off of you for just a moment. You lead him to the couch, and sit him down. You quickly scan his body, and your mouth almost waters. He's wearing a grey t-shirt with black jeans that show off his skinny legs and growing bulge. While sitting, his shirt is slightly lifted to show his happy trail. He’s wearing black nail polish, and his jet-black hair is slightly tousled. The sight of him like this nearly makes you cum on the spot. You wanted to take complete control of him until he couldn't take it anymore.

You stand over him on the couch. He’s breathing heavily, happily awaiting whatever you have in store for him.

You kiss his forehead, the tip of his nose, his jawline, and work your way down. He swallows hard. Your lips leave dark hickeys from his jaw down to his chest. He tries to grab the bottom of his shirt to take it off, but you swiftly grab his hands and pin them to his sides.

“No, I’m doing it.” You say sternly to him. He nods slowly.

You let his hands go for the moment, and you get to work at taking off his shirt. You pull up from the bottom and Abner lifts himself off the couch just enough to let you pull the shirt up and over his head. You kiss his chest, peppered with freckles. Then his tummy, past his navel, and right at the base of his pants. You stroke your finger across his bulge.

“Awww, you’re already so hard for me, baby.” You smile.

“Don’t tease me, Y/N, please-” He whimpers for you.

“Trust me I’m not teasing.”

You grab the sides of his pants, and he lifts his hips so you can slide them down to his ankles. He kicks off his shoes, and then his pants. Your hands roam around his hips, fiddling with the waistband of his underwear. You slide them off as well, and kiss every inch of exposed skin. His hip bones, the spots around the base of his cock. You move down and take his balls in your mouth, swirling your tongue around and sucking.

“Ohh- oh my god… oh my god please…” Abner’s lip quivered as he moaned, aching for the feeling of your warm wet mouth on his dick. And you give him EXACTLY what he wants.

You run the tip of your tongue up his shaft, and take the whole of his head in your mouth. He throws his head back and lets out a groan. You look up at him and let go of his dick, making a suction sound with your mouth.

“Unhh, do you like that baby?” You say in your most suggestive voice possible. You bite your lip and smile.

“Yes, oh my god yes. Mommy please keep going-” Your pussy clenches. You LOVED when he called you Mommy. He didn’t care about anything else but you at this moment.

“God, I love how you look when you beg, my pretty baby.”

Your lips return to his cock, and you run your tongue across his slit. He shudders. You continue to suck his dick, using your hand along with your mouth. He’s too big to take completely. You can tell he’s trying not to buck his hips into your mouth, to get all of him into you.

“Oh gosh- Mommy… Unhh- I’m so close-” You feel his cock pulse in your hand. As much as you enjoy swallowing his hot cum, you’d rather see him beg and squirm.

You stop abruptly. He snaps his eyes open and, with his mouth agape, gives you those huge puppy dog eyes you just adore.

“No- no no no, Mommy please-” He blabbers to you. You get off your knees and meet your face with his.

“Awww, does my poor baby wanna cum? Awww, that’s so cute.” You rub his cheek with your palm.

He writhes underneath you, his cock is aching for any sort of friction.

“I’ll be right back. You sit here and look pretty for me when I get back, okay?”

He nods, lip quivering. You run upstairs quickly, and open your top dresser drawer. You grab the strap-on tucked underneath your underwear. You and Abbie frequently took turns on who dommed and who subbed, so this wasn’t new behavior for the two of you. You put it on as quickly as you can, and come back downstairs.

You come back and walk behind the couch, touching his bare shoulders. He jumps a little, and looks up and sees you. His eyes light up and he smiles. As you walk around the couch and face him, your hand grazes his knee. Then up his thigh, over his hips, up his waist, then chest. You turn him onto the couch so that he’s laying down.

“Yes, Mommy, please- I’m so ready for you. Mommy-”

“Are you?” You cut him off. He whimpers and nods.

“Yes I swear- I swear I’m ready Mommy, I promise.”

“Good. Because we aren't stopping until I say so.”

You climb onto the couch and shimmy yourself in between Abbie’s legs. His legs wrap around your waist tenderly. Your jaw clenches. Every time you feel his skin on yours, it sends shockwaves to your clit. You hold out your hand to Abner’s face.

“Spit.” You command him. He spits onto your mouth and you rub it on the strap-on. You find his entrance and slowly rub the tip on it before pushing yourself fully in.

“Ohhh..Oh my god-” He moans pornographically as you fully sink into him. You moan breathily, it feels so good.

You start slow, but find a solid rhythm. Every time you pound into him, he groans with pleasure every time you hit his G-spot. All sensations are focused on your clit. It almost feels as if the strap-on is an extension of you, you can feel every single movement. You take his hands and pull his arms above his head, holding his hands above him so that he can’t move.

“M-Mommy please- I want more… please keep going- please don’t stop- Ahh…”

“God, you’re so pretty when you beg, do you want me to keep going? Tell me you want it, you fucking baby.”

“God yes, please- pretty please, Mommy…”

You pull out, let go of his hands, and roughly grab his hips. He winces at the loss of you being inside him. You flip him over onto his stomach (as best you can, he's still taller and heavier than you) and have him tuck his knees under him. You take his arms from underneath him and pin them behind his back with your hand, the other hand planted firmly on his hip.

With no mercy, you slam into him, watching as he takes every inch of your strap. He is completely submissive, blabbering at you to keep going. You loved when he called you Mommy. Because that meant he was yours.

You let go of his hip and reach under him to grab his dick. While giving him hard thrusts, you slowly jerk him off. The pleasure was nearly unbearable for him, he almost rolled his eyes back.

“He must be close,” you think to yourself. You were reaching your peak, and wouldn’t be able to last much longer.

“Do you wanna cum for me, Abbie? Unh, I bet you do, ahh-” You say in between moans.

“Yes Mommy, please let me cum, plea- ahh- oh fuck…” You move your hand faster, jerking him off, mostly at the head of his cock.

“Oh god, Mommy- I can’t h-”

You feel your muscles tighten as you and Abbie cum at the same time. You see his muscles contracting, and you feel his cock pulse in your hand. He shakes as he gets his cum on his tummy and chest. You keep jerking him off, not stopping your relentless pace.

“Mmmh- ahh, please stop Mommy, please-” he whimpers.

“Don’t you remember what I said? We aren’t done until I say we’re done. I’m sorry baby, but we have to keep going.”

“Mommy no- ahh- it’s too much…”

You begin to thrust into him again, maintaining a slow pace. Your free hand grabs at his midnight black hair, pulling his head back to face you.

“Cmon baby, I know you like it. You wouldn’t lie to your own Mommy, would you baby?”

“No Mommy, I won’t lie- ahhh… mnhh-”

You see his muscles contract once more. He’s on the verge of cumming again.

The sight of him like this is too much to handle. His hair sticking to his forehead from the sweat His back, peppered with freckles. His big strong arms pinned to his back. He’s so submissive for you. In this state, he would do anything for you. You were all he cared about. You bite your lip and groan in ecstasy.

In a split second, you switch from a slow pace to a ruthless pace, giving him no time to adjust. He nearly screams as the strap-on hit’s his G-spot perfectly. You moan breathily as you reach your second climax.

“Ah! Oh my god, Mommy, I’m gonna cum- I-”

He cums once more, as do you. You attempt to use your hand to catch any before more cum gets on him. He’s breathing extremely heavily, his back expanding and contracting with each breath. You pull out of him, and he rolls over onto his back.

As much as you want to lay down beside him, you have to clean up the mess he made. You scoot yourself backwards and lean down. You run your tongue across his tummy, licking up the cum he left there. Under his navel, on his upper stomach. You get as much as you can find and you feel goosebumps rise on his skin. Once you get all you can, you bring your face to his.

“I’m so fucking tired.” You whisper while laughing.

“That was fucking incredible, Jesus Christ.” he says back to you. He cradles your face in his big, strong hands and kisses you passionately.

“Only next time, I be in control.” God fucking damnit. You couldn’t say no to him.

You smile at him. “Fine. But you can’t deny that I don’t do my job well.” He can’t help but crack a smile, too.

“Yes, you do,” He says reluctantly but jokingly. You know he would never purposefully put you down for making him feel good. You lean into him and snuggle into his neck.

“Okay, grab the TV remote, I'm fucking exhausted. We gotta put something on.” You say.

“Fine by me.”

[transingthoseformers]

More warlord Twitch

Taro Prime is tired. This is a lot of responsibility, he doesn't like fighting with Twitch he hates that war has restarted and he's starting to wish he payed attention to Megatrons lectures about listening and understanding even if it's clear that those apparently didn't do anything for Twitch. There are days where Taro Prime will just collapse into the nearest adults arms and start crying. He's burning out and he's so very tired and he misses his family

Twitch has almost gone numb after the years she got pushed until she went numb it doesn't phase her anymore and even if it (it totally dose) it's none of anyone else's business

Ratchet feels so bad for Taro this poor kiddo is so young and so tired he has too much responsibility and it wasn't fair that this kid was the only one around to accept the matrix when Optimus died.

Shockwave is definitely falling back into old habits. While Twitch does have some restrictions Shockwave is able to work around them.

Starscream is pisssed, he hates being locked in a cell he hates that Hashtag is in cell, he hates that Twitch has gone Megatron and there is just a lot to hat about his situation

Oh boy here come Hashtag who is confused hurt and upset. How could sweet little Twitch become this monster of a warlord? How could her older sister become a monster? How dare Twitch lock her in here? Would she do the same if she felt the same way Twitch did? This is such a complicated situation and Hashtag knows it and she doesn't know if she could fight against Twitch with whover this 'Taro Prime' is

Yep yep, he's wishing he could just go back to before

ohhh Tero Prime is trying. He's still just a kid. He misses his mom and dad. He misses ALL of his siblings

oh twitch, I wonder if she wonders "was this what it was like for Megatron??"

Yep yep that tracks

Shockwave is definitely pulling out some plans/ideas he's had shoved in his aft since before the first war ended, and making up new ones inspired by his time in earth.

oh Starscream, back in a cage out of his control (both literally and metaphorically)

hashtag oh sweetheart baby. it'll get better, but not before it gets worse.