#spicy in tags

[chamerionwrites]

Also, there is so much hand-wringing over the ethics of BDSM and while obviously it is worth taking care about ...sensation seeking is a thing. Many, many people enjoy eating habanero peppers and/or watching movies that make them cry. The conceptual leap from there to the idea that it's possible for sex to hurt good is a very short one, and sometimes it REALLY is as simple as that.

[souphamsters]

I've been hopelessly fixated on drawing one (1) sweetheart butchfemme couple ... they're all I think abt ... HELP !!!

(silly lesbian ocs that I love , chae🍓and lucky🍋!!!)

[spicy-apple-pie]

Fuck it. I’m not done with baby Damian.

Tim doesn’t want anything to do with Babian (Baby Damian’s nickname). Babies are cute, sure, but he has a lot of work to get done and knowing Damian, he would purposefully poop and pee on him.

However, Damian has other plans. He starts staring at Tim while he’s working. “You want to see Timmy?” Bruce asks, because he will not give up the chance to see his boys get along. He sets him down next to Tim’s keyboard. Tim kinda ignores him for a while, but sees how Damian stares at Tim typing, almost intrigued. Until Damian takes a chubby hand and starts slapping the keyboard.

Bruce and Tim stop him and Tim is a little pissed off, but Bruce has an idea. He grabs a spare keyboard and puts it in front of Damian next to Tim’s. Bruce clicks the keys a little, and Damian starts “typing” away. And it entertains him for a while. He eventually gets bored and wants to type on Tim’s keyboard specifically. To which Bruce takes him away, but he still got a few good pics of Damian and Tim “working” together.

Also, he’s just a cuddle bug. He likes to sit in someone’s lap while he plays, occasionally showing them whatever toy he’s playing with. If Bruce is laying on the couch, he’ll pull himself up and whine until Bruce lets him sit on his chest, or even also take a nap.

This translates to Bruce trying to be more physically affectionate when Damian goes back to normal. Although it’s heavily rejected, slowly, Damian starts initiating hugs and stuff.

[spicyraeman]

some soft act 3 girlies [full ver. here (explicit?)]

[allychihyah]

Coach Aelichi in dolphin shorts 💢💢

[vita-divata]

Im absolutely obsessed with them :3

[bittsandpieces]

thinking about all the potential for finding your sibling's porn online. is it your older sibling? the one you always looked up to, the one who protected you and bullied you in equal, loving measure? or is it your younger sibling? the one you still think of as a kid, who's suddenly so obviously grown up. do you recognize them right away, shocked and "horrified" but still looking? or does it take a minute? maybe it takes a while. maybe you've been a fan, actually, this whole time not knowing who's pretty body you were jerking off to.

because let's be honest. you're absolutely jerking off to it

[attractthecrows]

let it also be said that I love the Mahariel + Lavellan worldstate. It's so haunted. You are Dalish, you are not a part of human culture, but by happenstance you're dragged into it and to the forefront of hell to save a world that hates and fears your people. You have no choice. You can never return to your home, to the familiar, to anything you've ever known. You will be an echo; Mahariel echoing Garahel, Lavellan echoing Mahariel. You're so proud of your Dalish heritage, but your identity doesn't matter at all. Doomed to be a martyr for a people that do not respect you and cannot understand you, while your clan mourns, lamenting that they cannot bury you, no life-tree to stand as your memory. You're a hero. You're already dead. You died the moment you left your clan.

[weepingwitch]

hey uh cold take but if you've ever been a part of circulating a public humiliation call-out about a trans woman engaging in consensual private sexual behavior with the excuse that you are protecting the innocent community from a dangerous perverted predator, you really have no grounds to be surprised or upset about anti-drag bills being passed bc they are based on the exact same reactionary disgust

[sunflowergraves]

[feligayzed]

Unlike cats, his "baked in the sun smell" would be absolutely horrendous

[reverienco]

what the fuck am i doing. scheduling this at 1am.

[spicy-apple-pie]

Let’s get this out of the way.

Damian loves Minecraft.

Of course he does, you can build, tame animals (literally if you walk by his house your frame rate will drop to .5fps because of how many animals he has), build automated machines. Like he would love it.

And of course he has a world with Jon. And they work on little projects together. Like building a parkour map in their survival world. I can imagine Damian dying in the nether or something and screaming at Jon over and over to get his stuff. And Jon is just laughing because of how panicked Damian is.

“Jonathan, I have an enchanted diamond pickaxe, did you get it? Jonathan. Jonathan did you get the pickaxe?”

“No…” Jon says as he holds the pickaxe.

And then they start punching each other. It’s the kinda thing where both of them need to get the last hit so it goes on for a while before they call a truce.

Like… let Damian be a kid man…

[shouyuus]

ur fav who bought tickets to this fancy gala with his whole chest bc he promised he wanted to spoil you rotten and show you a good time but when he lays eyes on you wearing the slinky evening gown that he hand-picked for you, everything else disappears and all he can see is you and how gorgeous you look and suddenly, maybe he doesn't rly wanna go to this event after all, if it means other people will see you dressed like that -- no, no, no that won't do.

so he makes a show of fiddling with his tie till you come up to him, exasperated, to help, before he backs you up against the wall and presses a knee between your legs and just --

"what if we just stayed home instead?"

"huh? but didn't you say these tickets were impossible to get? and this dress cost a fortune!"

"yeah but... if we don't go -- we can take this dress off --" he reaches up to slip one of the thin straps from your shoulder, "and put it nice and neatly on the ground --" the other strap slips off, "so that it won't get all messed up."

"a-and what exactly do you think we'll be doing at this gala that might mess up this dress?"

him humming against your neck, trailing his lips along your skin, breathing in your freshly applied perfume with a thick groan.

"oh, i'm not talking about the gala, i'm talking about what i've got planned right here, right now."

[smallestapplin]

I too have been enamored with your Autobot Harem and I would like to see more please ...but I'm also picturing how fucking funny it would be if the Decepticons somehow heard about this new human friend and decide to kidnap them for Schemes(TM) So they send one of the minicons to scout things out, to see what this human is about, only to be bombarded with footage of Prowl, of all bots, holding the Autobot Darling in a mating press and fucking them stupid while they cry out his name

The 'Cons are baffled, frightened, and kinda grossed out and promptly nope the fuck outta there and spend the next few days trying to delete it from their memories

And they grow even more distressed when they realize just how *often* the Autobots have their way with you, including Optimus goddamn Prime, who seems to be the most addicted out of all of them, and everytime they try to sneak around there is at least one bot doing something lewd

The Autobots, meanwhile, haven't enjoyed this much peace and quiet for this long in a looooooong while, and they know exactly how to best enjoy it

Cackling at the same brain, but I adore the takes here >:) if you or anyone have anymore ideas don't be afraid to tell me

But I'd love to expand on this

🔞Warning : Autobot harem, Spitroasting, GN!Reader, decepticon pov so everything is referred to in Cybertronian words, non-consensual recording, non-consensual voyeurism🔞

Links to one here and chatting here

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When the autobots don't make any moves it's not unusual, after all it's only when the decepticons attack will they be seen, so why not a stealth mission to try and get some intel and break their silly camaraderie?

Oh it was a genuis plan! Get dirt on them, spread it to their friends, and watch them kill each other instead, getting them out of the way once and for all.

Laserbeak was sent first to map up routes, and see who guards at certain times.

It was normal, it was routine even.

Until laserbeak catches sight (and recording) of you, a little human, slotted between Sunstreaker and Sideswipe.

Sunstreaker rutting into your tight valve, transfluid leaking from where you two connect. His hips wetly slapping into yours. Your stomach bulging from the large spike rearranging your insides.

And you struggling to take Sideswipe's spike in your intake while your digits toy with his valve. Drool and fluid leaking down your chin, tears sliding down your face as you struggle to breathe.

"Takin' our spikes like a champ, sweetspark."

"Such a greedy valve! Keeps suckin' me in like you want me to overload early-"

Soundwave is fast in disconnecting the line, shutting the video off and telling Laserbeak to get back to base prompto.

But that leaves the decepticons in silence.

What had they just seen? Cybertronians can interface with fleshies? What nonsense! That can't be right.

It starts off as disgust, but then they start talking and realizing this has been going on for ages.

"Those twins hate humans out of every autobot, so how did a fleshy manage?" Starscream speaks, venom dripping in his voice.

"Wait...wait remember when we attacked their base to get that energy switch, and we came across them, and Prowl nearly offlined Thundercracker?"

The room falls silent again.

Every instance comes flooding back to them, ones they would have never thought twice about are all starting to make sense. The autobots always became a bit more aggressive and protective when it came to defending you.

Even Optimus Prime himself nearly offlined Rumble for getting close to you, before picking you up and placing you with Bumblebee to get to safety.

"So...are all of them with one human or just those two?" Skywarp didn't even want to know, but of course if there is some weird romance thing going on, they could probably use that to their advantage.

Megatron sighs, looking to Soundwave "Tell Laserbeak to go back and pick up more evidence, as much as I hate to say that."

The larger bot sneers, loathing the idea of seeing more.

But Soundwave and Laserbeak do as told.

The minicon avoids the area he first saw you, Sideswipe, and Sunstreaker, making an effort to thoroughly explore the other areas, making note that Prowl and Jazz seemingly take guard duty at night.

By the next day you and those twins seem to have went back inside the base, where Laserbeak couldn't reach.

"Sir, we might need to send someone to sneak inside their base."

Megatron glances at Soundwave, who doesn't look away from the screen. They both know getting inside that base will be dangerous, especially with how protective those bots are when you're involved.

"Let's hold off on that, since they seem to enjoy fragging outdoors, I'm certain we will get something else."

Soundwave nods, and continues watching as nothing interesting shows up on camera.

Starscream groans, rolling his optics not believing this is what they are up to anymore, just waiting to see some human all bare taking a spike much too big for them.

How patheic!

He could easily break your valve in, much better than those autobots!.....wait...NO! He shakes his helm, getting rid of any thoughts of you he's having.

Grumbling himself about your stupid attractiveness, you're just some stupid fleshy that's probably so soft compared to him, and no doubt your valve would struggle to take him.

But he keeps up a disgusted act, not wanting anyone to know what he's thinking.

However Thundercracker is silent, optics not leaving the screen, watching whatever Laserbeak catches on camera.

His expression looks bored, but he's freaking out inside.

He can't believe a human could actually handle interfacing with a Cybertronian, and you took two like a champ! You look so cute, pretty valve stretched so wide just to take Sunstreaker.

Greedy little thing.

He wants you, he wants to know what it's like, wants to leave here and live somewhere peacefully with you in some far off woods.

He's only here out of fear.

But he can't believe he's letting himself fall for a human he's barely met, but he can't stop his thoughts from trailing off to you, picturing you crying out begging him for more.

He wonders how your valve tastes, and if you'd like he bury his glossa in your heat.

Thundercracker is broken from his thoughts by Starscream screeching.

"Have they no shame!?"

Several optics look back at the screen, only to see you with Hot Rod.

The flashy bot clearly rushing off with you, giggling as you two go through the trees to get a peaceful spot away from base.

Faintly through Laserbeak's mic they can hear you.

"Oh, you don't know how much I missed you, little light!"

You giggle, finding all his kisses to be tickling you.

"I missed you too, Roddy. I hope your missions haven't been to exhausting." You kiss him in turn, smiling when he lets out a dopey chuckle.

"Nothing I can't manage, I just wanted to get back to you safe and sound."

"Something tells me that's not the only reason." You tease him, your poor lover gives you a pleading expression.

"I got all my work done? Missions were a success since the decepticons have been quiet, oh! And I got my reports done!"

He's shaking, nearly vibrating in place waiting for something.

But you let out a dramatic sigh, playfully shaking your head.

"I suppose since you've been such a good boy then."

You kick your pants off, tossing them to the side, before plopping yourself down on his servo, spreading your legs wide for him.

"A good boy deserves a reward, right?"

Hot Rod drools, muttering 'thank you's over and over again as he buries his glossa into your greedy hole.

Moaning with you, unable to help himself when you taste so good!

The decepticons all look at each other, then to Megatron, awaiting his orders but even he is baffled.

Just how many bots do you have after you? How many do you already have under your thumb? In the fights where he has gotten close to you, you reek of Optimus far too strongly.

So you're with him too.

Do you have the entire autobot base at your beck and call?

"Megatron, what are your orders."

Soundwave's voice shakes him if his thoughts.

"If we can get ahold of that human, we might have our answers, however I'm not even sure we can with how frag addicted those filthy autobots are."

"Seems the human is never alone either, which would make that even harder."

Just what have they gotten themselves into?

[stedesmoth]

You're a fuckin' tease, Stede Bonnet.