#thank you thot prime

[ut-girl666]

Okay, I legitimately just thought of this, and I need to say it;

For the record, I’m not a MegaOp shipper in most continuities (totally fine with people who do! I get it; 100% ship that shit in TFA- it’s like a drug. And even so - so long as you’re not being toxic, just have fun, man! :D.), I view them more as siblings; just always felt nicer than ‘tragic star crossed lovers who fell out into war because of ancient god relic choosing op’, y’feel me?

And I also typically head canon these two, while not gay, still on the LGBTQ+ spectrums.

Optimus - Panromantic/Heterosexual; Demi over all. (Takes a little while of properly knowing and being friends with someone before he’ll have any traction towards them.)

Megatron - Repulsed!Aromantic Asexual (He’s okay with some PDA, just don’t straight up start making out in front of him. He’ll get annoyed, throw a box of condoms at you, and tell you to get a room. And he definitely does not like the thought of being a relationship like that himself. Totally fine with others, though. Good for his friends, doing things that make them happy. :).)

Then the council, being about as old as goddamn A3’s balls, are a bunch of raging homophobes.

These two discover this, and start to purposely start ‘fighting’ (purely just fucking around/doing fuck all) in front of them, blatantly making it as gay as possible, just to piss them off. Pretty much they turn it into ‘homoerotic rock ‘em sock ‘em’ (phrase coined and made by the genius @decepti-thots in one of their Earthspark posts; thank you, you are a true gift from the heavens. *plants a kiss on your forehead like that eagle in gravity falls*).

Of course, this is very obvious that they’re just playing to be chaotic gremlin little shitheads with these boomers, because from the start they have wide grins on their faces, and are giggling the whole time.

Then of course it ends with these two grown ass adult men wheezing on the ground with laughter, stomachs hurt they’re laughing so hard, repeatedly falling back into laughter with every recovery, because these councilors just keep dropping like flies onto their fainting couches they’re clutching their pearls so hard.

Forget anything else ever. This is their new favorite form of entertainment.

Okay, I will go now. uwu.

[nebulein]

"Washington's showers are so bad. They're like a prison shower. There's a pole in the middle, then just spews that come out of that one pole. Not that I care if someone is showering next to me, but it's just a really weird setup." (NHL player poll)

[mysicklove]

thots on kitty!bakugou getting his nipples played with for the first time? feels so good it scares him, i bet. good enough to break down his sense of pride to beg for you to get your wrap? hehe

𝐀 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄

Pairing: Sub! Bottom! Cat Hybrid! Bakugou x Dom! Top! AFAB! Reader

Word count: 2.4k

Warnings: Pegging, HEAVY nipple play, anal play, mention of collar, katsuki swears in like every sentence, nickname "kitty", hints of sadistic reader, pain/pleasure play ig.

A/N: I kinda changed it up just a tad anon im sorry lol. but i loved this idea so much i had to turn it into a fic. damn another fic that is not a kinktober one, ughhh

Your kitty has a very sensitive chest. Of course, Bakugou would never tell you this. You have a problem with bullying him a little bit, poking fun at him until he hisses at you, or teasing his body until he cries from frustration. Telling you about his nipples is a one-way ticket to mewling under you. He's not taking that ride.

So he hides it. Relatively well too; he tries his best not to press his ears back and whimper when you accidentally graze one of the buds. Instead, moving your hand away from his chest either up to his collar or beneath his pants.

You never suspected a thing. Just how Katsuki like it.

"Kitty, I'm home!" You chirp, opening the front door with a small content smile on your face. Katsuki peers up at you from the couch where he was napping, a frown plastered on his face.

"Why did you take so fucking long?" He complains, automatically getting up from the couch, and making his way over to you. He leans slightly leans down, and your hand reaches up to pet him. His ears twitch and he lets a gruff sigh at the feeling of your fingers.

"Sorry, Kats. There was a car accident on the way home. Traffic was bad. But anyways, how are you?"

He pulls away from you before he starts purring, his pride getting the better of him. "Fine. Dinner is getting cold."

He walks away toward the kitchen before you can respond, fixing you a plate while you sigh and slump against the dinner table chair. He sits down next to you, and you thank him. He lets out a grunt in response. The best you'll get out of him.

Dinner goes down relatively quietly. Katsuki isn't much of a talker, and you were tired from the day. You needed a little bit of energy before holding a conversation between you too.

"Want to do it tonight," He says finally breaking the comforting silence. 

You pause, looking up with a raised eyebrow. He doesn't make eye contact with you, but his cheeks are slightly pink. He tries to act all bold, but both of you know he always is so embarrassed to suggest these things. A prime subject to tease. "Do what?"

His ears fall back and he glares at you. "You know what."

You balance your head on your hand. "Hm?"

"Want to...Fuck." He sighs, staring at his bowl with bared teeth.

"You want me to fuck you?" You say, now grinning at him.

Katsuki dramatically stands up from the table, his face now blooming red. He leaves the bowl on the table, and his tail sways behind him. 

"Never mind. I'm going to bed."

You are up in an instant, chasing after him before he gets too far. Without really thinking much of it, you reach out from behind him and grab his chest, pulling his back against your front.

Katsuki doesn't have time to hide himself. He feels your hands grip accidentally grip his nipple, and he whimpers. Loud and shakily, while his eyes furrow to process the overbearing feeling.

The two of you freeze, both with wide eyes. He doesn't dare to move, afraid of what you'll say.

You loosen your grip slightly on his chest, and he lets out a breath of relief. But you don't dare to let him go, now intrigued. Slowly, your hands begin to run over his chest, taking notice of the way his breath hitches when you hit his nipples.

Your face curls with a feral grin, happy to find something new about your pet. "Oh, Kats. You didn't tell me you were so sensitive here."

His ears are pinned to his head, and he gulps. "Fuck you. 'm not"

You gently pinch his right nipple and his eyes widen, a broken whine falling from his lips. "Hmm? You sure, love?"

"Don't do that!" He pleads as he shrinks away from your fingers and into your chest, afraid you'll pinch him again.

You press a kiss to his neck in apology. Then you grab his hand and lead him into the bedroom. "Let's go fulfill your request, yeah kitty?"

He stares at the hand and then you, nervously. He knows you are going to abuse him, and he's not sure if he can take it, but on the other hand, he really wants to be fucked.

He's willing to take the risk. "Alright."

You know too much. Another thing to hold above his head. How is he ever going to escape your cruel hands if his body is so complaint with them?

"Fuck you! S-Stop! The teeth."

Your mouth has made his way to his chest in a matter of minutes of the two of you being in the bedroom. He is laying limp against the mattress, and your finger is moving in and out of his hole, prepping him for later.

But your current fixation was seeing how far he can go with his tits solely. You are still working on the intensity, and seeming to how Katsuki is dripping tears, it's probably too much for him. Your teeth barely even grazed him. "My fault. Didn't mean to, shhh don’t cry kitty."

He clenches his teeth together and the back of his arm covers his face, embarrassed about the tears You begin kitten licking the nipple and he sniffles, being okay with this sort of pressure.

Gently, you reassure yourself and your fingers continue their prodding. He has already taken two of them, and now you are scissoring the hole. He was taking them well, moaning gently under you with no complaint.

You gently begin to to suck, and the cat let's out a shaky moan. Not a whimper or a cry, a better sign. Your other hand travels to his other side and you gently travel circles around the pink nub. His back arches slightly and his mouth opens.

“There ya go. See we did it Kats. Doesn't hurt so bad now, hmm?”

He gulps, slightly gripping onto the sheets from the prodding sensation and your antics on his chest. It's overwhelming him, and he is struggling to bite back moans. “Dumbass. Just be gentle.” His voice doesn't hold a bite, instead it's higher in pitch and shaky.

Cute. But he always was, unitentionally of course. His pride is to big to try to act cute sole for you (even if you begged him multiple times).

He keens when you press your fingers onto his prostate, clenching his teeth with his ears pressed against the top of his head. You immediately distract him from the sensation by gently sucking his nipple.

His eyes fling open in an instant, and he choking out moans. "Not at the same time!"

You ignore his pleads, and switch to the other side. He grabs the back of your head and grips onto it desperately. The feeling makes you wince, but you don't stop your movements.

Eventually when it gets too much for the cat, he forces you away from his chest. You glance at him, slightly peeved, but your eyes widen at the sight.

Tears are streaming down his face, and he's trembling. His ears are pressed flat upon his head, and drool slightly drips from the corner of his lips. He is shaking his head at you, slowly but full of emotions. "No more. No more. 's too much. Just fuck me already!"

You peer down at his chest to see both of the nubs swollen and throbbing. You have abused them for too long, and it almost made you feel bad. Your poor kitty didn't deserve this, but alas, his wet teary eyes made it worth it. You couldn’t help but bully him if he looked so cute.

But, you take pity on him, and grab the strap, lubing it up, along with his entrance. He bites back a whimper at the coolness, but you force it out when you press a kiss to his thighs.

You pull your fingers out and he lets out an obviously displeased noise, trying to follow the digits. "So needy," You coo, and he scoffs, rolling his eyes, but blushing.

Then you line the toy up to his hole, and his ear twitch. He gulps and stares at the silicon, trying to contain his excitement. You begin to press it in, and he sighs, closing his eyes.

Slowly, you bottom out, and the cat lets out a breathy moan. A finger travels up to his chest again, and he jumps when you drag it over again. "Not—Not again."

You lean forward, now completely above him, waiting for him to adjust to the length. You circle the bud and kiss his cheek when he whines out. "Cant' help myself. You're so cute, Kats."

"F-Fuck you! Stop teasing me," He warbles, his eyes hazy and lips wet from his own saliva.

You begin your movements and he clings onto you. His mouth flies open, exposing his pointed canines that you are so fond of. "Such a cute kitty with such an adorable, sensitive body. I'm so spoiled."

He shakes his head, tears dripping down his cheeks. "Just shut up, and fuck me!"

You giggle into his neck, and pinch one of his nipples. His whole body jerks and whines, loud and pathetic. He trembles under you and glares at you, which doesn't look threatening at all considering they are wet from tears. "Be nice Katsuki."

He doesn't say anything, afraid you'll pinch him again. Instead, he nods his head and wraps his legs around your hips, silently signaling he wants more and quickly.

You abide his wishes and quicken your pace, and he mewls out, latching his mouth onto your shoulder. You grin at him and kiss the side of his head, mumbling words of encouragement.

His grinds himself on the strap, and his eyes roll at the feeling of his throbbing cock rubbing against your stomach. Mixed with earlier teasing, he felt like he was already close to cumming. He grips onto you and begins to beg for you to go faster.

But much to his dismay, you don't listen to him. Instead, you purr in his ear, "Katsuki~"

He clenches his teeth at the thrust, but whines at your words. Something bad was coming, he could tell. "Hmm?"

"Touch yourself."

He doesn't hesitate to reach down and begin stroking himself off, but you catch his wrist with the first stroke. He gulps and glances at you hesitantly.

You stare at him, smiling softly. Then, you lean forward and press your lips to his ears. "Your nipples, silly."

Your pace hasn't slowed and he can barely process your words, but the way you drag his fingers back to his chest lets him know exactly what you want.

He shakes his head furiously, clinging onto you. "Nooooooooo. Fuck, they hurt!"

You balance yourself on you forearm above him, and use your other to thumb over one of the buds. He moans, slightly arching his back. "They won't. See? Gotta be gentle, love."

He looks up at you with a pout and teary eyes, but nods hesitantly. His hands travel down to his chest, and he uses both hands to trace circles on them. The blonde whimpers out, shutting his eyes to try to manage the strange mix of pain and pleasure.

You finally quicken your pace, and Bakugou groans, not knowing what to with his body. He feels the sticky feeling of pre cum leaking on his abdomen, but his hands are too busy to wipe it away.

"m gonna cum."

"Are you asking for permission?"

He wasn't, and the both of you knew that. "Y-Yeah."

You smile at him, pressing a kiss to his tear stained lips. "As long as you touch your nipples through it all."

He wants to protest, already feeling overstimulated from both of the intense pleasures, but he also wants to cum. So, he nods with a sniffle. You rub you fingers over his twitching ears, and he leans into the warmth.

The pressure begins to build up, and hes now gently flicking his nipples. Hes withering from his own ministrations, and the ruthless pace of your strap isn't helping at all. Every breath is a moan, or a whine, and he shivering. "Fuck. Fuck. Im cumming. I can't!"

"Go ahead, kitty."

His whole body contracts, and his eyes screw shut. It tears viciously through him, and he's crying out. Its loud, high in pitched, but cute.

His hands clench up on his nipples, so you lean down and press your mouth to one. His shaky hands find the back of your hand and he curses, back now arching completely off the sheets.

Cum leaks onto his stomach, and some onto yours. His tail goes pin straight, and his ears are pinned to his head.

His high lasts longer than usual, about thirty seconds, and by the end of it his clinging onto you desperately while you coo at him.

When he comes down from his orgasm, he is heaving, trying to catch his breath again. You gently pull out during this time and he lets out a small gasp, but other than that doesn't complain. He falls limp against the bed, his body sweaty and flushed.

You take off the strap and begin to wipe him down with a washcloth, humming softly in your work. You are careful to leave his nipples alone, knowing hell prob freak out if you even graze them now. They are puffy and red, and most likely throbbing.

"You with me Katsuki?" You say, glancing hesitantly at him, almost feeling bad about his chest.

"Yeah, I'm here, you brat."

You laugh gently, glad your cat is back to his usual antics. "Ironic," You tease, grinning at him.

He doesn't find it funny. "Hey fuck you. I listened well today! Even after you tried torturing me." The last part comes out as a mumble, pouting into his pillow.

Your eyes whole a sadistic glaze to them, and he gulps, wondering what you are going to say next. "If you think thats torture, oh kitty, what do you think we buy you some nipple clamps?"

He throws a pillow at you and hisses before you could finish your next thought.

[goodnightmemes]

TIKTOK STARTERS PART 8

❛ I think we were a little too Shania Twain about the situation…As in ‘that don’t impress me much’, you know what I’m saying. ❜

❛ Sometimes if you just trust in the universe it will take you to the most unexpected places…LIKE THE I-95! ❜

❛ If you’re wondering what I’m doing here - me too. ❜

❛ If she’s your girl then why is she under my bridge answering my riddles? And you know that she not gonna get any of them right and that means I’m taking her. You’re losing your girl to me, the troll! ❜

❛ Thank god that thing doesn’t have emotions because it would be shitting itself. ❜

❛ I must ask you through my bitter tears though they fall upon the ground, do you think the floral pattern swim trunks or the solid color? ❜

❛ What if that would have happened to me? I’m so glad that happened to you! ❜

❛ The only arresting this guy will be doing is a restin’ on this soft soft bed. ❜

❛ If that makes me filled with misery well then call me Kathy Bates. ❜

❛ Poor guy doesn’t even have a co-host. ❜

❛ This is personal to me because…I lost my brother to podcasting. ❜

❛ That is so unrelated to what I just asked. ❜

❛ Have you ever wondered how many houses in your lifetime you’ve driven by that have people locked up in the basement? ❜

❛ Look what I got for my funeral! A ouija board! That way I can go to the funeral too. I don’t want to miss the party of the year. ❜

❛ You’re the orangest…crap nothing rhymes with orange.  ❜

❛ Life is a journey. Life is a highway, if you will, and I’m hydroplaning violently into the cement divider. ❜

❛ Ever since I started dressing like a mob wife babies have been waving at me a lot more. ❜

❛ Dude, we have so much in common. We both love shapes and chocolate milk. ❜

❛ You just saying that created so much paperwork for me. ❜

❛ That’s basically kidnapping. I mean, some would call it kidnapping. I would also call it kidnapping. ❜

❛ Don’t go around introducing yourself as a rogue criminal, cause now I have to call someone. ❜

❛ I don’t like who I become on Carnival cruises.  ❜

❛ I’m gonna wake up dead because I didn’t pay my dues to the wasps. ❜

❛ You’re going down Tom and Jerry style you fucking muppet. ❜

❛ I may not have a doctor but I have the palette of a little French boy. I’m gonna live forever. ❜

❛ You can’t light a candle when the Devil’s outside! ❜

❛ I don’t respect ghosts. Like what you mean you possessed a child? You could have possessed Patrick Mahomes and played his superbowl but you possessed a child with a peanut allergy?  ❜

❛ That’s why you’re not in heaven, cause you’re kind of a douchebag. ❜

❛ Oohh paranormal activity this, paranormal activity that - get a pair of bitches bro.❜

❛ We’ve only tripped about seven times. That’s barely any. ❜

❛ The Department of Hoes and Insecurity - it’s the thot patrol! ❜

❛ You remember when society peaked and we had Optimus Prime doing a monologue over Linkin Park? Nothing’s been the same ever since. ❜

❛ So the pettiness gods are having their way with me. ❜

❛ I believe in holding grudges. I’ll heal in hell. ❜

[krirebr]

🧚🏻‍♀️✨Bippity boppity bow chicka wow oww! You’ve been visited by the Shameless Hoe Fairy, and now you must share a hoe drabble about:

Curtis + bound wrists + “Mmm such a jumpy little thing, you’re not used to being treated this way, are you?”

This took me forever, but between being sick at the beginning of the week and work kicking my ass at the end, it took a while to get to a point where I could string multiple sentences together. 😂😭 But we're finally here. I'm a little afraid this is only half a hoe thot, but it's already over 600 words and I kind of like ending it where I did. This is my contribution to the Curtis successfully takes the snowpiercer and deserves a reward trope. I hope you enjoy! Thank you for playing with me!!

Warnings: dark elements, bondage, forced public nudity, threats of and implied non-con, explicit language, 18+ - MINORS DNI

Your wrists were bound with rope in front of you as you were led into the meatpacking car, wearing what you’d been sleeping in, a short nightgown. You shivered, partly out of fear and partly because it was freezing in this part of the train, nothing like the warmth you’d always had in your private compartment near the front. A group of tail-enders flanked you. They’d barged into your room in the middle of the night. They’d overpowered you, tied up your hands, and then dragged you out. You weren’t sure how long you’d walked or what was happening. The whole train seemed to be in chaos.

One of the tail-enders pushed you to the car's center towards a large man wearing a dark overcoat and a wool beanie on his head. Animal carcasses hung all around him, in the process of being butchered. He had sharp blue eyes and an intense stare that he fixed on you, like you were the most prime cut of meat in there. You tried to hold your ground but the man pushing you forward was stronger than you were. 

The blue-eyed man reached above himself and pulled down a large hook on a chain suspended from the ceiling. The men on either side of you grabbed your bound hands, raising them above your head. You tried to flail away, scream for help, but it was no use. The rope around your wrists was placed on the hook, which was then raised until you were balancing on your tip toes. 

The large man, who was clearly in charge, stood right in front of you. “Hello, sweetheart,” he said, his voice deep and gritty. “My name is Curtis. This train is mine now.”

That could not possibly be. That wasn’t how things worked here. “What?? Where’s Wilford?!” you shouted.

He chuckled. “I killed him,” he said, plainly. 

You tried to recoil or thrash or something but suspended how you were, all you could really do was sort of sway.

“Life is about to change drastically for all you front-enders, but for you most of all.”

 “What? What are you talking about? Why me? I didn’t do anything!” you protested.

He nodded calmly. “Yes,” he said, “I’m sure that’s true. I’m sure you did a whole lot of nothing while my people suffered in ways you can’t imagine for seventeen years.”

You felt your eyes start to tear up. You couldn’t help it. You felt like you were still asleep. Maybe you were. Maybe this was just a nightmare. 

“What are you going to do to me?” you whimpered.

“I saw you, you know,“ he said, instead of answering your question. “I had to pass through the club car to get to the front. And there you were, dancing away like you didn’t have a care in the world. And I thought to myself, ‘That’s what I’ll deserve if I make it through this.’”

All you could do was look at him, confused.

“Oh honey,” he said, reaching out with one finger to brush away a tear that you hadn’t realized had fallen. “What am I going to do to you? Whatever I want. You’re my reward.”

In the moment it took you even to start to process what he’d said, he tore your nightgown away. He took one of your now bare breasts in his large hand and squeezed it cruelly, tweaking your nipple. You jolted at his touch, whining despite yourself. 

“Mmm, such a jumpy little thing, you’re not used to being treated this way, are you? That’s ok,” he said, with a sharklike grin that both terrified you and went straight to your core, “I’ll make sure you get used to it real fast.”

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[sebsxphia]

SEEEEEBBSS!!!! BESTIE I HEARD YOU'RE FREE AND CLEAR OF JAIL!!!!!! (lol) I am so happy to hear that the shadowban is finally over!!!! If you wanna come and scream in my inbox, go right ahead, ya got a free, prime piece of real estate there (lol).

I have so many thoughts/thots right now it's not even funny, like I can't even process shit right now let alone keep them all together, lol.

So here's my current thot, but before I get into it, I wanna give a big shoutout to the user/anon who had the "Bob stealing a lick" idea, because I've got something that can go off of that.

Imagine that it's been a wicked long day, wifey!reader's legs are completely shot and Bob's just like "Ok, you're getting your ass in a bath and I'm joining you to give you a massage" type of a deal. They're in the bath, his hands (fuck me.....Lewis, you and your big hands, you sexy son of a bitch 🥴🥴🥴🥴) are rubbing the kinks out of your thighs. When Bob sees her fall asleep just a little bit, that's when he moves in and slowly starts eating her out and it's not long before the two of them are going at it right there in the bath.

Sebs, consider this a post-jail gift from me to you, I've got a Harrison one coming up soon so PREPARE YASELF!!!!! lol

MY LOVEEEE BESITEEE IM FREEEEEE

prime free real estate and this gift for coming out of jail????? oh you treat me so good!!

that anon ask before got me so fucked up and this wonderful addition made me yelp!!! you would feel so relaxed and our dear bobby knows it’s the perfect time to swoop in and slowly start to eat you out. not wanting to wake you up so soon, but just applying enough pressure that it makes you squirm and your eyes flutter open.

thank you so much for this my love!! i’m very excited for harrison thots!!! 💌💖

[theonepunkasshole]

MERRY CRIMMUS *gives you a travel pillow that says, "thot-imous prime" on it and a mug that says "god tried to kill now you get to find out why"* - uranium anon

...this is seriously the best gift ever, thank you so much!

[ring-rong-rang-rung]

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I tagged 1,757 of my posts in 2022

Only 1% of my posts had no tags

#starscream - 236 posts

#megatron - 235 posts

#soundwave - 182 posts

#prowl - 179 posts

#rodimus - 160 posts

#optimus prime - 129 posts

#ratchet - 110 posts

#jazz - 107 posts

#drift - 104 posts

#wheeljack - 90 posts

Longest Tag: 125 characters

#today i discovered 'sleeping in the cold below' which also slaps but i have no idea how to even begin to insert it into a fic

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Every time a new chapter drops on this fic (Reforged by Heliopauseentertainments), my sibling, whose not reading it, loses his mind over the fact that we don’t yet have a for certain answer on the potential reincarnation plotline.

To be clear, it’s currently 93 chapters, and I think I found it when there were 16 chapters.

2 notes - Posted November 6, 2022

#4

making a playlist for my NaNoWriMo wip, and wondering if any of y’all have any song recommendations for Jazz, Prowl, Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, and Ironhide

preferred vibes being sad, serious, and/or epic?

6 notes - Posted October 19, 2022

#3

Snippet from new WIP

Context: Prowl and Smokescreen the morning after the destruction of Praxus, feat. my OC Hipshot, Jazz’s predecessor as the head of the Autobot’s Special Operations

***

“Carrier-”

“Bluestreak is alive. We are going to Praxus to find him.” Prowl took Smokescreen’s hand. “Are you stable?”

“Enough.” 

“Good.”

They continued down the hall, towards the shuttle launch. Prowl opened an incoming comm from Hipshot.

::You didn’t hear this from me, but Spec Ops has two extra seats on their shuttle. Find Bumblebee. It’ll head straight for Enforcer HQ, or at least, the coordinates of where it used to be. If Smokescreen can’t handle it, Bee will stay with him.::

Prowl didn’t believe he’d ever found himself thanking Hipshot, but today was full of awful firsts. Hipshot brushed the thanks off easily.

::Just make sure if you see your ex to doubletap him through the spark, as a little gift to me.::

::Will do.::

13 notes - Posted July 15, 2022

#2

Ah, finally! Here’s my work for 2022′s @tf-bigbang. It’s been a wonderful time, and I was paired with the lovely @sxpaiscia, who provided me with three gorgeous illustrations. So sit back and please enjoy all the work we’ve put into this.

Rating: Teen and Up

Fandom: Transformers - All Media Types

Relationships: Skywarp/Thundercracker (ThunderWarp), Megatron/Starscream (MegaStar)

Characters: Starscream, Skywarp, Thundercracker, Megatron, Soundwave, The Constructicons, Flatline, Original Cybertronian Characters, Sparklings

Additional tags: Mild Child Endangerment, Listen one of the sparklings can float phase shift and teleport, everyone is doing the best that they can

Summary: Skywarp and Thundercracker were keeping secrets from  Starscream. Right up until those secrets raised the number in their  trine from three to five. Now, in the middle of the war, the three seekers are struggling to  keep the crew of the Nemesis from discovering the two sparklings. But it  won't be long before Megatron and Soundwave get suspicious about how  much "trine time" Starscream's been taking lately and try to discover  the cause. And when one of those sparklings develops Skywarp's outlier  abilities, it'll only be a matter of time before they're all discovered.

Work Status: Complete (3/3)

31 notes - Posted October 7, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Hasbro making a potentially bold choice in Transformers: Earthspark to have Megatron and Soundwave be divorced instead of Megatron and Optimus.

372 notes - Posted October 9, 2022

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[cybertronianbunny]

I posted 164 times in 2022

That's 164 more posts than 2021!

31 posts created (19%)

133 posts reblogged (81%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@optimaprime8

@decepti-thots

@petitelepus

@hysterical-random-things

@whosafraidofthedjd

I tagged 6 of my posts in 2022

#star wars - 3 posts

#recipe - 3 posts

#youtube - 1 post

#transformers - 1 post

#wolfdog - 1 post

#animals - 1 post

Longest Tag: 12 characters

#transformers

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Cute lil meeting for my oc vivace and minimus ambus done by @petitelepus thank you 😊

Minimus Ambus blinked in shock. He was currently out of his protective Ultra Magnus' armor and standing in front of the said armor as he was when Vivace had entered his habsuite. The young Autobot recruit blinked as he stared at the green Minibot and a blush rose to his cheeks.

"I- I knocked!" The young mech stuttered before turning around and averting his heterochromatic optics from the green little Autobot.

Minimus was absolutely devastated but before he could shout or cry out, Vivace left and made sure to lock the door behind him. Minimus blinked before getting into his armor...

A couple of hours went by and Vivace was trying to forget what he saw since it wasn't something he was supposed to see. He tried to forget, but even engex couldn't destroy the memory of the attractive little green Bot from his mind.

"Give me another." He said to Swerve who nodded and went to prepare his drink. Vivace waited patiently but suddenly a huge shadow covered him and he turned around to see Ultra Magnus himself looking down on him.

"Vivace, I'm in need of your assistance." The blue mech said and Vivace blinked before swallowing nervously and getting up from his stool.

"Yes, sir." He nodded and followed Ultra Magnus out of the bar, his drink completely forgotten. Finally, when they were alone, Magnus turned to address the mech.

"I want to talk with you about what happened before." He said and Vivace shook his helm, "Look, don't worry, I didn't tell anyone what I saw."

"That?" The Magnus blinked, "Many know about my true form so you don't need to worry about it."

Ah, now Vivace just felt plain stupid. No one told him these things! Fraggers!

"Th- Then what is this about?"

"I wanted to ask if you would be alright seeing me as Magnus and not just as Minimus?"

"Wait, wut?"

"I have grown fond of you and you just proved yourself to me by not telling others about my true form." Magnus nodded, "It would be an honor if you started to see me more as a romantic partner than your superior."

"Are you...?" Vivace blinked, "Asking me out?"

"Affirmative." Magnus averted his optics almost bashfully, "What is your reply?"

Vivace thought about it and smiled, "I would be honored to see more of you, sir." He nodded, "I find you as Magnus and the other one appealing."

"Minimus." Magnus said and Vivace blinked, "Excuse me?"

"My real name is Minimus Ambus. You may call me Minimus."

Somehow, Vivace grinned. The name was so ironic, but at the same time so appealing. "As you wish, Minimus."

1 note - Posted November 6, 2022

#4

Do a Star Wars match for me plz?

Obi-Wan kenobi for you wise helpful teaching patient

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#3

Another galaxys edge recipe

2 notes - Posted August 6, 2022

#2

3 new ocs to add to my growing tf list.

Echo - giant flying fox bat child of soundwave.

Sapphire- cybertronian human hybrid child of Kup

Behemoth- massive lotr style metallic elephant ( bayverse and mtmte)

All 3 are femmes message me if you wanna know more about all my ocs.

( edit: 4 more )

Mechs are:

Baphomet

Vivace

Freki

Geri

Tempest

Tempo

Oracle

Bones

Windhover

Astralflare

Pixie

Moonsong

Femmes:

Valkyrie

Mitros Prime

Vixien

Echo

Sapphire

Behemoth

Bjorn

Zephyr

2 notes - Posted September 12, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Please match me with a transformer and do a short fic about it

I match you with the royal trine.

Starscream at first when he meets you is standoffish but over time comes to work up to you. Thundercracker likes to carefully hold and cuddle you. Skywarp loves to sneak up on you at random popping in but when he realizes it startles you he apologies after getting yelled at by starscream. Your joining of the trine makes it a small loving flock of shared cuddles and grooming

3 notes - Posted July 6, 2022

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[createandchaos]

I posted 166 times in 2022

27 posts created (16%)

139 posts reblogged (84%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@gunupwallflower

@0ptiimus

@decepti-thots

@imperiuswrecked

@scarlet--wiccan

I tagged 166 of my posts in 2022

#reblog - 134 posts

#transformers - 86 posts

#art - 71 posts

#idw1 - 59 posts

#rodimus - 50 posts

#mtmte - 46 posts

#marvel - 43 posts

#hot rod - 42 posts

#marvel comics - 41 posts

#marvel 616 - 31 posts

Longest Tag: 134 characters

#the idea of someone robbing the little you have left of someokne and still having the audacity to act like they were doing you a favor

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Mihaela Drăgan as MCU Wanda Maximoff

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I didn’t want to do any shading so here’s the drawing with just the flats 

59 notes - Posted February 10, 2022

#4

There is absolutely nothing in canon that suggests this, but I would not be surprised if what exactly happened to Nyon was not talked about, they lied about the events, or the Autobots straight up covered it up and Rodimus' file was so thoroughly edited to the point that no one knew where he actually came from or how old he is for a good while, something not helped that Rodimus is probably private about Nyon due to the circumstances.

Because let's be real, Nyon is a huuuge turning point in the war if we're not ignoring Autocracy. This is the story where it's revealed that Zeta and the Autobots were full of it and had been draining the citizens of Nyon of their energon, which according to Hot Rod, was also happening in other cities to fuel weapons of mass destruction. And the hint that these were likely other cities filled with people with anti-Autobot sentiment, making them the prime Decepticon recruits was a deliberate one. They wanted to reduce the number of potential recruits.

But that wasn't all that happened. Zeta dispatched Orion Pax and his team to go after Swindle and then later Hot Rod. It's during this that Orion learns the truth about this, Hot Rod not being kind nor gentle about the true government he was working for. There isn't enough time for the enforcers (consisting of Pax, Bumblebee, Prowl, Ironhide, and Hound) to properly procees this though because Zeta starts his attack, unleashing his Omega Destructors armed with the Vamparac Ribbons.

And we all know how this story goes and the damage wrought.

So why would the Autobots want to admit it was their fault? That they had been draining innocent people dry of their energon. The Autobots pretty much turned around and said no, the Decepticons are the bad guys. Hell, it's probably one of the most horrific things the Autobots did that can be credibly linked back to them. They have a survivor of its destruction among their ranks. The survivors who didn't join any faction left, becoming neutrals. There's definitely survivors among the Decepticons who are still rightfully bitter about what the Autobots did to their home. Maybe if directly confronted, Optimus would admit what happened was true.

But why would they? It's not like a majority are people who were fine under Functionism or even helped the system. It's not like the others are warborns fed Autobot propaganda since they were born.

107 notes - Posted July 12, 2022

#3

Pietro Django Maximoff | Quicksilver

Uncanny Avengers (2015-2017) #16

Art by Pepe Larraz, Color edit by me

You can use this as icons! Just reblog if you’re going to please. 

MCU/WANDAVISION STANS DNI

125 notes - Posted April 20, 2022

#2

I’M SCREAMING

147 notes - Posted June 19, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I just realized this, but we never found out what happened to Rodimus prior to getting enrolled in the Autobot Academy after the events of Autocracy.

Because I feel like a lot of people forget Hot Rod of "your government bleeds us dry and you wonder why we bomb you, why we fight to drive you out of our neighborhoods" Nyon was the leader of an insurgent group in the city actively fighting back against the Autobots. Like there's no way that the people who worked for Zeta allowed him to walk around so freely and without consequences. He was known and actively wanted by the Autobots, Zeta wouldn't have gotten away with sending Orion to die in Nyon if they didn't have a legitimate excuse to have them there.

"He's exactly the kind of recruit we don't want the Decepticons to have."

This wasn't just Zeta framing it to make Orion focused on arresting Hot Rod, he was legitimately worried and we as the readers know it isn't unfounded. Starscream has tried to recruit Hot Rod before, prior to the events of Autocracy.

In the aftermath, what was done when Optimus assumed leadership of the Autobots and did so with bringing someone in who was wanted, who was supposed to be made an example of?

214 notes - Posted July 29, 2022

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[s-udarshana]

🎵 - Theme music

Main Verse: Inon Zur - Fenris Theme

Wild, pure, and yet, far from forever free. The indomitable supplicant to a silent god of cacophonous obliteration. By alms of virtue, and devotion towards all that come before, he serves. Loyalty before survival.

WoL Verse: Pillars of Eternity: The White March OST - Stalwart Village

Servant of the Twelve, Blessed of Hydaelyn, and fated to suffer. The undying flesh that abuses the presence of his enemy for the sake of his creed. By unfortunate fate, and shackles of a second soul that refuses to let him earn his final rest, he serves. Survival before loyalty.

((thank you @nurakitten!))

Music of the Muse - Symbol for a Song

[illbejuliet]

homelander is the type to lazer someone for vaping in his personal space

he smells that awful fake candy chemical cancer and his eyes glow red instantly

[heliopauseentertainments]

Ooh. Request: the awkward Prowl and Springer “you’re my dad” reunion, lol.

Oh boy. I don't know if I hit all of the points I wanted to hit, but it was fun to write. I'm also tagging @decepti-thots because if I remember correctly, you wanted to see something in this vein too.

Also I disregarded the Wreckers Saga timeline a teeny, tiny bit. Just a teensy bit.

I'll crosspost this shortly.

Title: Family Ties Continuity: IDW1 Rating: General Relationship: Springer & Prowl, implied Tarantulas/Prowl Characters: Springer, Prowl Summary: In which Springer visits Prowl in the medical center. Warnings: I don't know how to warn for the horrors/discomfort of being related to people, but here we are. Crossposting: In a reblog

Fic under cut

Springer stood at the foot of the medical slab, for once finding himself unable to look someone in the optic. Prowl lay there, silently blinking at him with his one remaining optic while recovering from the injuries he’d received fighting Infinitus, the load bearing minibot that had masqueraded as Sentinel Prime, on Luna 1. None of those words were things he ever expected to consider in that order. Luna 1 had long disappeared before he was constructed and the rest was just nonsense.

Visiting Prowl in the medical center in the first place was not something he would have considered doing under normal circumstances, not unless it was related to a mission. Prowl’s health was his own problem as long as he was otherwise functional and able to do what needed to be done. Besides, it wasn’t as though Prowl had been terribly injured. It wasn’t an emergency.

Or at least, that’s what Springer used to think. And here he was, having dragged himself here to Iacon from Alaska, with Verity patiently—relatively—waiting for him out in the hallway.

Machines beeped softly but regularly, an audible sign of Prowl’s physical health. Cables attached to the machines hung like vines between where the commander reclined on the slab.

But Springer also used to think that he himself was Warborn, an MTO, made specifically to assist in the fight against Decepticon forces. That was what Kup had always told him. Kup…. Impactor…. They had been his mentors, taught him everything he ever needed to know.

His experience as an “MTO” had been different, however. He hadn’t woken up, pushed out of a vehicle into battle with a gun in his hand. Springer had onlined twice. Neither time in the heat of battle. He always thought the first time had been a preconscious dream of a sub-powered spark, blurry shapes and confusing voices with words he didn’t yet understand.

Ostaros.

That was the only sound sequence he remembered. It meant nothing. Meaningless noise. Meaningless until that… monstrosity… Tarantulas called him by that same designation. It wasn’t nonsense. It was his name.

The sound of Tarantulas’ voice calling him that half-forgotten name sent chills up his spinal struts every time he recalled it.

The second time had been to full vision and audio, Kup’s voice greeting him. Another voice off to the side, unseen, thanking Kup for “taking over the training of this new-build” before disappearing before Springer could even turn his head to see who the voice belonged to. He only later learned that had been Prowl. He’d been told that Prowl had simply brought him from the cold construction facility to Kup, the deliverymech.

Now… now Springer knew better. “Deliverymech” was quite the understatement for what Verity had called Prowl’s role, a role that meant nothing to any other Cybertronian to ever function: father.

What was Springer supposed to do with that?

He stared at Prowl as though with new optics. In a way that was entirely foreign to his species, to his understanding of their place in the universe, he was boundto Prowl. A horrible, unbreakable attachment that Springer had gotten no say in. For all of the awful things that Prowl had done, for all his repulsive personality, Springer would not exist without him. Even if he never spoke to or saw Prowl again, that fact would remain. As would his same dreadful link to Tarantulas… to Mesothulas.

It hurt, like a knife twisting in his spark. Through circumstances beyond his control, he was inextricably tied to two other mechs, two of the most repugnant mechs he had ever met. Nothing he could do would ever change that. The futility burned.

Worse was that Mesothulas had, despite all of his atrocities, loved him. Wantedhim. Made him to care for him and watch over him. Prowl took that away. He took all of that away. Springer didn’t know if being cared for by a mad scientist with an unreliable moral compass would have been better, but the opportunity to know that was long gone.

Then he realized he had been staring silently for a number of minutes, as had Prowl. Maybe they had some things in common. His hands, the joints now aching, had been clenched into fists this entire time.

“Of course, you weren’t going to tell me anything,” Springer started, finally breaking the thick silence, “were you?”

“It was need-to-know information and you didn’t need to know.” Prowl tried to sit up, only to be hindered by too-short diagnostic and power cables plugged into his arms and torso. With a huff, he flopped back down, squinting up at the ceiling. “You wouldn’t have wanted me around anyway. What difference would it have made?”

Probably little to none.

“All the difference in the world,” he lied. A weak lie, of course. Springer had always been terrible at lying and Prowl, a king among liars, would immediately see right through it.

Springer walked around the medical slab and sat down on the utilitarian chair provided for visitors. Never minding that Prowl was probably right, that Springer wouldn’t have wanted Prowl around, he would have wanted to know, even if he had remained with Kup.

“Prowl, I need you to tell me what happened to Mesothulas. Before he became—“ He couldn’t bring himself to say it. Yet he finally looked directly in his… creator’s one remaining optic. “What did you do to him, Prowl?”

[sangheilihoes]

thanks @mocacheezy 💜

Relationship status: Single and yearning😞

Favorite color: Purple (or red or black or green or-)

Favorite food: if it involves rice, i love it

Song stuck in your head: kostromin — Моя голова винтом (My head is spinning like a screw)

i found it on tiktok through that opposites attract meme and was not expecting such depressing lyrics for a rather wholesome TikTok trend LMFAOOOO

Last thing you googled: wattpad. you ever have a moment where you cant find enough fics on ao3 or ff.net of your fav char x reader so you get desperate and go on wattpad, yea it was one of those moments.

Time: 11:14pm (23:14)

Dream trip: my dream trip is just traveling around the world but if i had to choose a first destination it would be somewhere in Japan. i would also love to meet my moots irl, you guys seem so cool🥺🥺

Last book you read: The Great Gatsby

Last book you hated reading: The Great Gatsby djdkfjeo;dije. i couldnt get into it

Favorite thing to cook/bake: my mom is teaching me to cook and bake so at the moment i dont have a favorite

Favorite craft to do in your spare time: im currently trying and learning to write (totally self indulgent) and drawing (also self indulgent lmao)

Most niche dislike: idk if this is niche but i HATE finding a good pair of pants or something w pockets, only to find out the pockets are like pinky finger deep. sure i could go to the mens aisle but im very petite so the chances of me finding something that fits me, looks good on me and has proper fucking pockets are slim

Opinion on circus(es) now and in history: ive never been to one so i dont rly know how i feel abt them in general. i would like to go to one but ive also heard a lot of stories regarding the treatment of animals so im hesitant :(

Do you have a sense of direction and if not what was the worst way you ever got lost: i was lucky enough to inherit my dads sense of direction so i dont get lost easily, its my mom who gets lost VERY easily, shes literally gotten lost in a parking lot d;clla[dspk

Tag ten (10) people: @upwards-descent @shnnn @optimus-prime-is-a-thot @miss-gms-and-the-rotten-womb @tbonechessor @alphaminor128 @malwarewolf404 @manicpixiedreamsaren @yeetussfetus @2bagelsinatrenchcoat @madangel19 @chaoticgirl23 @darthvaderofmiddle-earth @mudz-does-not-exist @oogelyboogely @luvsavos (no pressure :))

[lemonade-of-gods]

 I will really never understand how some people talk about porn as though it’s some evil drug that’s soul sucking from the masses and out to destroy women and their self image and whatnot

Because its ALWAYS visual porn they talk about first and foremost (written porn gets the “wahh it will influence them womenz so books bad” which I think deserves a whole other post for itself) and I’m just wondering like what is there to be so scared about???

Like that porn exists because WE as human beings got the idea first, and you don’t even need to have watched the damn thing to have the idea planted into your head. Your brain just spits out thoughts, some of them make sense, others absolutely don’t and you probably never even meant to think it up in the first place??? (thank you therapist for your words of wisdom what would I do without ya)

A lot of weird and dark shit that I started mulling over when I was a preteen? It was after watching fucking Disney movies and indulging in some prime thots about Jasmine/Jafar (lemonade’s first foray into villainfucking lmaoooooo) and I didn’t even know that fanfiction.net or wattpad was a thing then (I only discovered Ao3 sometime in 2016-17) and going to goddamn wikipedia to read about all things “kal raat jo bhi hamare beech hue the” because my indian parents sure as hell weren’t going to answer anything lmao

A guy being into unrealistic fetishes isn’t a sign that he’s a dick, a guy being a dick is a sign that he’s a dick. Why doesn’t anyone think about the women who have unrealistic fetishes? Oh wait, women DON’T have those icky dirty thoughts!!! How can they be bad??? It’s actually co-ordinated bots who are filling Ao3 and wattpad up with ur mafia bf jeyon junglebook x why en smut fanfiction where he kidnaps u and yall do this and that here and there, damn those antis were actually onto something?

(Alexa play that WAP x Hare Rama mashup sdfhsdfj)

in conclusion: yaar agar you are committed to being extreme puritan, then come up with new arguments because this is just getting old.

[sebsxphia]

hi seb!! your newest joel miller convert is here to say whatever you do, don't think about riding joel's face and him calling you his "sweet, sweet sugar" from between your thighs

i have three holes and they're his

SLAMS FIST ON THE TABLE

because!!!!!! like i said here, joel would call you sugar and this is another prime, stunning and beautiful example of when he would!!!!!!!!!! he thinks you’re the sweetest tasting thing and sometimes even murmurs from in between your thighs, “i’d say you taste like sugar, but you taste far sweeter than that, darlin’.”

i too have three holes and they’re his <3

AH FUCK ME thank you so much for this incredible thot my dear anon!! 💌