#thank you for the support LMAO

[gomzdrawfr]

cw: MPREG, male pregnancy

Commander and his weird cravings

[genericb34ns]

RED FLAGS (PORRIS EDITION)

[doublxpresso]

Toward new memories

(link click audiodrama fan animation)

[stellarknightz]

Shoutout to Magneto mains 🙏🏽 💜

[themisterhip]

"Taski Maiden doing mitosis"

I love Ena Dream BBQ <3

[misternibbs]

shitty comic that doesn't really mean much WOOOOOOO happy new year

I'm glad I have something to look forward to.

[mochiobonio]

" hope ya'll are enjoyin the holidays, Link n Sidon do be vibin in front of the fireplace today ^^

Thanks for the amazing year of 2024 and hope 2025 is a good one for us all folks!!

[truuskn]

Spotlight: Jazz is peak Prowl being able to comfort Jazz even though Jazz doesn't want to open up about how he's feeling and Prowl completely respects that

i love their dynamic so much here and in "all hail megatron", it's such a shame that their connection ended up being completely forgotten in the rest of idw series... reading "optimus prime" and coming across that one frame, observing what we have had and lost because the authors couldn't keep in mind how and who they were writing... it actually hurts

you guys. you guys! why are you doing this to us. why is it so hard for you to keep track on your story!! why do we have to see their relationship... fall apart?? without a decent look at it?? somewhere out there, in the background?? we're just left with the fact that they are over or maybe never even were there in the first place

prowl and jazz had so much potential at some point of idw history. the way how well they worked together despite all the difficulties, how sincerely prowl supported jazz even though he remained very closed off and aloof the whole time, how he really tried to be a good loyal friend, respected jazz's personal boundaries, didn't push, didn't go too far with his concern, didn't except anything in return and was just there to help... a rare bright moment for this version of my poor boy :'D

there were so many opportunities to develop this further, to show how they could exist in the new cybertronian future for which they had gone through so much hardship, how could they fight all the problems that were coming down on them, together, exactly as it was on earth. but, alas, we have to accept that they were quickly brushed aside and forgotten. a little time passes and they become strangers. forever. their entire bond is just erased. because that's how idw works with their characters...

[sunlight-shunlight]

my further opinion is that: god. it is SUCH a missed fucking opportunity that the inquisitor never came back as a pc after trespasser, because... the well of sorrows geas? INCREDIBLE potential to integrate it with the gameplay.

like, how do rpgs usually work? you get quests in your log, and you can't progress until you do them! you can decide the order, maybe as you do one, another gets locked out, etc, but fundamentally your character is following a list of options and checking them off. that's... also exactly how the geas would work, haha.

like you suddenly get "gather 5 flowers and put them on mythal's shrine" as an unavoidable quest marker. you can't progress the plot until you do it. you can put it off, but it's always there! seems innocuous at first. maybe you get one that just says "go to sleep" and when you interact with your bed, you get a creepy nightmare vision of arlathan. then you get more and more specific quests - like during another quest, you get a popup to, idk, break into a specific room and take an artifact. and then go drop off the artifact somewhere else later when you get to a new region.

and the inquisitor does not have the option to say anything about this. and perhaps npcs will start to comment on them acting weird, and you start getting [leafless tree symbol] dialogue options, that you can select if you want, that allow you to speak elvhen fluently/do weird magic shit/bypass various problems/etc. maybe you avoid them completely, maybe you start relying on it a bit to deal with ancient elf stuff, up to you.

and then, at a certain point, flemythal decides to actually pull the strings. you've arrived at... idk, solas' ritual point, or some really valuable thing, and you and your companions' goals do not align with flemythal's there. so you pop into a conversation where your companions go "hey, why are you looking so strange? everything ok?" and then ALL your reply options are [leafless tree symbol]. and then it initiates combat. your inquisitor is now briefly hostile and fights the rest of the party as a distraction, as a dragon swoops overhead, does whatever flemythal wanted, swoops away again, and then drops the control once she's done.

[royalarchivist]

Pac: Sweatpants, they're sweatpants, you see? Sweatpants, I tricked you. It's too hot man, there's no way! This white shirt is cool, right? I even put on a little vest that I have and I wore my best tie, it's Burberry. I even put on a little vest that I have, but it doesn't fit anymore. Hold on, let me fix my camera-

Pac: Hello, welcome, my name is Pac, I'll be parking your car today. [Laughs] It doesn't fit man, you see?! It doesn't fit anymore, man! It's no use, you see? I'm vacuum sealed, right? I know, I know, I know– The only thing that fits is the tie!

Pac: I'm really excited for the [Arkanis] Oscars today because we're going to see a lot of– Lots of friends, the old Specialists, right? Everything's tight, all of these are old. There's no way, man! There's no way, no way– I can't even put on my old blazer–! [He struggles, but eventually succeeds in putting it back on] It's too hot, Chat! I can't do it, I might not be able to do it, I might not be able to wear this for long, for real. It wasn't supposed to be seen, these weren't meant to be visible, ok? [The pants] weren't supposed to look like this. Relax, it's because I'm not wearing the right pants, ok? It looks better from afar, alright?

Pac: I'm not that short, I'm 175 cm, guys! You're calling me– no, I'm not.

[911onao3]

colour me in // buck x eddie

[gomzdrawfr]

Thank you goobers!

Next month (and June) on Patreon, we’re doing something with ✨charms✨ Patreon members get to vote, suggest, and help with this project of mine! :3

credit: this doodle is inspired by the inventory menu from animal crossing new horizon

[renarin-spren]

you know while I'm at it!! I'm sick of people not letting Rlain stand on his own as a character. of course his whole thing in WaT (and to a certain extend RoW) is that he's finally found acceptance and a place he fits in with Renarin, and I love that! I love rlainarin as much as the next person!! but it's driving me up the walls bonkers how the majority of the fan made media I see about him is solely in the context of their relationship. like can we please get more love and appreciation for him as a character? or does everyone else just love him because He's Gay ??

[ghelullu]

Half the fandom: "The Ministry is in the USA!"

The Band:

[princeyam]

kieran the candy lover

[straightouttherosebush]

𝒀𝒆𝒔, 𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝑴𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒎𝒂

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓: Makima {CSM}

𝑺𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔: Makima rewards the Lust Devil after a successful mission. How? Well, intimacy doesn't usually appeal to her, but she knows someone whose carnal desire knows no bounds. It's just business, just another way to keep the devil bound to her.

𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: fem! reader, Makima canonically has a strap, oral and some semi-rough dom activities,

"Come on in~!" Makima welcomed her next guest into her office as a few others had just been sent out. The succubus-looking devil walked right in and stood right in front of Makima. She had been anticipating the devil's arrival for quite some time and finally she was there.

This devil… was you. The Lust Devil. A creature that feeds on the corruptive lust and fear of intimacy that runs deep in the hearts (and loins) of humanity. 

"The devil threat has been eliminated, Miss Makima!" You beamed, as Makima's emotionless eyes met yours. You were none the wiser, and were pleased to be reporting back to her in such a timely manner. 

"Effectively, I hope?" She asks, fingers interlaced under his chin.

"Yes, Miss Makima! Not a single trace left!" you replied enthusiastically, smiling.

"Wonderful. Seems that you did an excellent job leading the task force, (Y/N)." Makima praised, and a heat crept onto your cheeks. She had taken notice, but her expression never waived.

"You think so? Thank you, Miss Makima! I'm glad-"

"Come to think of it, I think you deserve a reward." the redhead smiled, and you cocked your head adorably, in confusion. Just like Makima’s favorite kind of pet.

"Oh? What kind?" your innocence shone through once more through your inquiry. Makima stood up, walked toward the door, and locked it. With that being done, her heels met with the ground with satisfying clicks as she walked back toward you. Soon, she stood body-to-body, so close that you couldn’t hide anymore, and your breath hitched as soon as your bodies met.

She pulled your hips back, pushed you against her desk, and laced her fingers over your neck, as words, smoother than butter, made their way into your ear.

"A more sultry kind. Just for you, for your hard work."

She then nibbled on your nape, earning an adorable shiver and a heavy sigh from your chest.

“What about your human/Chainsaw Devil pet?” You asked through gasps and sighs as she bit your neck and left marks all over. She didn’t cease, but replied in between bites;

“What about him?”

“I value dogs for their obedience, so I’m sure he wouldn’t care regardless.”

Truthfully, she had been planning to seduce you this whole time. She can’t feel pleasure, so she couldn’t have you feed from her, no. That wouldn’t work. She doesn’t care for sex, but if that’s what it takes to keep your alliance, then so be it. Judging by your innocence and naivety, you’d let it happen. Besides, it’s her. She knows she’s attractive, and she also learned from her favorite little golden retriever boy that she can use carnal desire to her advantage.

And you, my dear, are the pinnacle of that.

She stops biting and takes a moment to step back and admire how you look bent over her desk. You whined, and tried to get up to meet her again, only to be pushed down with an arched back. You started moving your ass against Makima, craving the friction she gave a mere inch of. 

“If you'd be so kind as to sit on the desk,” she bent down to whisper in your ear, and you happily obliged, squeezing your thighs shut as you sat down. Makima then fully stands up, hands grasping your thighs as she spoke in your ear again with that silvery tongue–

“Why so nervous? You should relax.”

Makima then got down lower, crouching in front of your closed thighs. In one motion, her hands snuck between your knees and forced your legs open. The cold air hit your area as soon as her face was met with a little surprise– no underwear.

How cute.

The woman smirked up at you with a knowing gaze as you averted eye contact, cheeks cherry red and pussy sopping wet. She moved your skirt up a bit and rested her head on your thigh, still looking up at you.

“I can make this enjoyable, all I ask is that you keep your eyes on me.” 

You hesitantly look down at her and she smiles even wider.

“Do you think you can do that for me?” she asks, honey dripping from her words and melting your will away as she grabs onto your thigh.

“Anything~...”

I thought so.

She wasted no time diving in, and the instant her tongue touched your clit, your thighs squeezed her head. She let out a chuckle as she continued to feast, enjoying the fabled essence of the Lust Devil. She gripped both of your thighs, digging her nails deep into the plush flesh as she sucked on your clit like she had gone hungry for ages. You were twitching after a while of this and your pussy began to puff up, and boy did she notice. 

She never broke eye contact, and as agreed upon, neither did you. It was excruciating. This made the noises you were making harder to contain, whining and sighing for her.

“Miss Makimaaa~ i-it feels s’good~”

“I could only hope so.”

“I-I think I’m–”

“I can tell.” she interrupts before stopping and getting up, walking back behind her desk. You were left, legs open like a slut, whining because she wasn’t between them.

“Come now, I have something better for you.” she said, rummaging through a desk drawer. She has been preparing for this all day, including… hiding her strap and a collar and leash  in a desk drawer.

You laid your eyes on the strapon once she took it out and feared for your life. 

I’ve never taken anything like that before! What am I going to do!?

She started putting the harness on herself, over her black business casual pants. She walked back around to you once she was finished and motioned for you to get down from the desk. You hesitantly did so, legs already shaking as you leaned over the desk.

She got behind you again, this time her strap was between your thighs as she grabbed your neck once more and raised you up. She took the collar she had and buckled it around your neck so gently that it’s almost frightening. You try to lay your top half over her desk again only for her to yank the leash up and whisper in your ear.

“I think we’ve played around enough, don’t you?”

You nodded in response, but that wasn’t sufficient for her.

“Use that voice of yours.”

“M…mhm… please, Miss Makima~”

“Good girl. Do you feel that? Think you can take it?” she asked, pressing the strap against your dripping hole. You, being nervous, tried to pull away from it. After that, you felt a stinging grasp on your hip and ass. A menacing aura flooded the room, and that somehow made you so much wetter.

“I know you cannn~”

“O-okay.”

“Mmm.”

She hummed before she put it in and started thrusting in little by little and slowly as possible. You were being stretched out so well and the almost painful grip on your ass complemented the pain of your pussy being stretched.

At some point, you started whimpering and trying to cover your mouth, only for her to yank your leash again.

“You can be as loud as you want. I don’t mind.”

She then fully bottoms out, and starts quickening her pace. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, and your pheromones filled the room. Makima was still unaffected, but fascinated. She kept going for a while, almost completely bruising your cervix and having made you cum several times.

“Please… I’m done… Miss- Makima~”

“Are you sure?”

“Mhmm, I can’t go on anymore~!”

“I think you have a little bit left in you. One more time, for me.”

“Haaah~”

You had no more words in response, she was fucking you stupid, trying to make your last orgasm quick, because you’re almost there. You can do this, she knows you have it in you.

Your breath hitches and you groan, making noises you have never heard yourself make in your life as you had your umpteenth orgasm with her. You stopped counting at some point. When you guys started, it was in the afternoon. Thanks to her, she made hours pass so quickly and it was well into the night.

Makima admired the rings of your cum around her silicon cock, intrigued with how long you were able to withstand it. She pulls out slowly and walks over to the seat of her desk and pats her thigh.

“Can you please clean this up, my dear?”

Struggling to walk, you make your way over and almost give out right in front of her, scarfing down the toy with your whole mouth and deepthroating it all in one go. You continue sucking on it until you don’t taste anything left. Once she’s satisfied, she lifts up your chin and leads your face to hers.

“Was that a good motivator?”

“Uh… uh-huh.”

“Then keep up the good work. It’s much appreciated. I’ll help you get home, just give me some time to freshen up, okay?’

“O-okay… thank… you… Miss Makima.”

“Mmm.”

And the Control Devil reigns, ever more.

Hello pookies, I've had this in my drafts for a year and I finally finished it!!! We are so back babyyyy!!!

I barely proofread this bitch so I hope it's okay. 1.5k words is a lot and I'm literally just a girl.

Thanks for reading! Rosey <3

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