The fact that I just realized I have to go to that damn building for my own ✨️education✨️ is wild and so the fic might come out like next month I think??? Idk imma have to see how much I work on it
I hate to say it but will sentinel still betray the primes in ur au?
pov your non verbal brother says his first words,, 🥹
aka, Sentinel realizes how much Orion trusts and depends on him..
It's safe to say that Sentinel finds his place even among the Primes.
at least,,.. in this timeline.
Alr. I know that I just made this account today but I quite literally can't hold it in.
But when I was reading Harry Potter fanfics with gender-bending involved, I expect the characters to still stay the same (or at least have the majority of the personality still intact). But when it comes to characters such as Severus Snape or Voldemort, the personalities are being changed until they are unrecognizable from the original character in the story, and that pisses me off more than anything (although, with my favorite characters: not so much) because why are they now acting maternal/parental when they were not in the first place??
Man, do I love these two so much. 😭😭😭😭
I too would like to lay my head on someone's man tiddies
Every time I see a notification from tumblr and I see that it's you, it immediately makes my day so much better
Lux I'm going to cry.
I'm so glad that I make you happy every time I post.
"Well, for such a sight, it was worth feeding his delusions."
NAW WE WILL FIND A WAY TO MAKE IT HAPPEN🗣
you've mentioned pegging optimus until he's rambling about getting pregnant, but I NEED u to go more into detail about it. literally foaming at the mouth at the idea of almost taunting him "hmm, any deeper and I'll get you pregnant". him just losing it and begging to be sparked, so u fuck him until he's drooling and borderline incoherent, but still moaning about getting knocked up 😊
pegging tfp optimus would fix me actually
cw: valveplug, dom!top!reader, sub!bottom!optimus, pegging, l-bomb, breeding kink, reader uses a strap
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He feels too much. Too intensely. Processor has long dismissed logic, replacing coherent thoughts with mindless, shapeless ones resembling tangled threads. Now, there is no responsibility; the stress of gnawing problems has been replaced by pure ecstasy. Feels it everywhere, even at the tips of his digits, which scrape at the berth in search of a nonexistent anchor. His pedes behave similarly. Thighs tremble from the overwhelming pleasure you so generously bestow upon him. He knows he is not making your task easier, but he cannot stop the quivering — proof of how thoroughly you have ruined him.
“You’re doing great, darling,” you praise him, even though Optimus is just laying beneath you looking pretty. This time, the pleasure is all his. “Keep it up, and perhaps we’ll truly end up with a child.”
At the mere mention of having offspring with you, his back arches, and his helm tilts back. Once again, he makes your work harder; feels it in the sudden change in rhythm deep within his valve. But he cannot help it. Besides, you quickly prove how perfectly harmonized you are by adapting to him. You move closer, pressing your hips more firmly against his. Your thighs meet his, smearing themselves with transfluid — a testament to the length of your shared indulgence.
“[Name], ah…” he tries to speak, but it does not come easily. Processor fails to align with his voice box. “Please…”
He cannot finish the sentence when you suddenly pick up speed, thrusting with full force into his poor, battered valve. It looks swollen and is utterly filled with blue fluid, which drips off your fake cock, but this poses no obstacle for Optimus. Despite the sweet torment, he does not want it to end. Not until he is certain that new life will be created within him, ignoring the absurdity and impossibility of it all.
“What’s the matter, darling?” you ask. Is it cruelty, or are you teasing innocently? He cannot tell, but he does not hold it against you. As long as you are inside him, you can do anything you want.
“[Name]…” he tries again. “Nhnn, I beg you… ah! Please, give me a sparkling! Hah, please! I want… I-I want to be sparked…”
Tears pool in the corners of his optics. You are also certain that the glistening substance around his mouth is his equivalent of saliva.
Holy shit. The great Optimus Prime reduced to a begging, drooling, mindless wreck. Thanks to you. The sight before you is entirely your doing. All it took was once mentioning the topic of children and pregnancy, casually letting it slip during the climax that you would love to have a child with him. As a fantasy, a byproduct of diving too deep into domspace. And he took the bait, completely enchanted by the idea of you knocking him up, even though he knows it is impossible.
Well, for such a sight, it was worth feeding his delusions.
“Since you are asking so nicely…” you murmur.
Your eyes meet, and at that moment, you grab the blue armor plates on his hips and push the silicone cock deeper until you are pressed tightly together. Optimus roars, overwhelmed by you, but he still seems to draw closer, craving more. He wants to become one, to unite in the most intimate way.
“I… I love you,” he mumbles. Your gazes cross again.
“Oh yes, I’m getting you pregnant, big boy.”
You move your hips again. This time faster, leaving no room for doubt about your intentions. You will break the laws of biology if you must.
He feels you relentlessly pumping his own transfluid back into him, as if to assure him you will fulfill his illusory wish.
“Ah, yes! T-thank you, thank you…” he whines. His back arches again, digits claw ferociously at the berth.
He does not know how much longer he can hold out before his body gives up entirely and he won't be able to move even his optics. But he wants to savor this. The fleeting moment, because he does not know when the next one will come. And your kindness, your willingness to tend to him and satisfy his warped, corporeal needs.
“I want… I want a sparkling, ah! with you,” he moans, lost in the subspace. “Give me one, nhnn [Name], I beg you!”
“I love you too,” you pant.
More transfluid spills from his valve, but Optimus gives you no sign to stop, still focused on his mission. Babbling nonsense about pregnancy and having offspring. Preferably several.
@yayasvalveplay
I have another AU coming (you can choose whatever iteration you want for this.):
Megatronus/D-16 and Orion Pax meeting in a nightclub.
(I got this idea from the song "Livin' la Vida Loca" by Ricky Martin, okay.)
What happens is that Orion Pax gets dragged to the nightclub (run by Jazz, of course) by a couple of his Amicas because he "needs to loosen up a bit!"
(And let me tell you right now, Orion is no ordinary mid-caste archivist. No, no, no! He is a warframe who got picked up by Alpha Trion at one of the hotspots. [And he also has several engravings (tattoos) and piercings...] He can be shy, but only when he doesn't know anybody there or is in a professional setting. When he's with his Amicas, he can be a bit loud and is very open[-minded] with his opinions. He often gets into fights with some mechs [though, it's usually for the money]. He's loves sharing his opinions on the caste system and systematic injustice to anyone who also shares his sentiments.)
Megatronus/D-16 goes there after his own Amicas tell him that this nightclub is "one of the best on Cybertron!" He gets interested after a bit of convincing and here he is.
(Imma also tell you right now that Megatronus/D-16 is also a warframe [of course], but he's a bit smaller by a couple feet from the other Pit fighters. He is a kind, passionate mech who wants to see the end of the caste system. He wants to be able to walk anywhere without any repercussions or needing an escort. He wants to be able to receive an education, but, alas, the caste systems forbids him from getting one. He only has one engraving, and it was done by Soundwave, his cherished Amica.)
Megatronus/D-16 gets there, and the first thing he sees is a beautiful mech. He sees all of the intricate engravings and piercings the mech has, the way he easily moves through the crowd, the way he dances, and is instantly enamored by him.
When the mech goes to the bar for a drink, he, rather shyly, asks the bartender (Hot Rod) to give him one of the most expensive drinks there (he wants to make a good impression on him) and say it's from him.
OP, on the other hand, is wondering who gave him this expensive ass drink. Hot Rod points to Dee, and OP is immediately like, "Woah, he's cute." He asks Hot Rod to give the mech his comm. and designation.
He does, and Dee's spark is immediately fluttering. By Primus, he actually got the pretty mech's comm. and designation! He didn't even think it would work, but it did!!
Mind you, everymech that was with Dee watches this go down and they all chuckle. They saw how Dee, almost literally, had heart eyes when he saw OP. They thought that Dee wouldn't go through with it, but he did, and they are impressed.
Later on, when they all went home, Dee would excitedly contact OP, and they would begin talking about everything they could think of.
I been wanting to discuss this with some freaks but your as good a freak as any to chat with.
Transformers have their spark in their chests, we all know that we all see that. So I was thinking about transformers having udders on their lower abdomen to feed their young.
Or maybe just transformers having a great verity of breasts because i can't imagine a prowl or a shockwave without big breasts in their chassies. Would be fun if they're seen as lesser partners because they have closed off their sparks which is vital to become creators with another bot. They can still carry but never as a family unit. Chest boobs mean uncommitted slut, belly udders means marriage material.
Smallers frames usually have two small teets that grow when they become parents, Large bots have a full cow udder. Soundwave developes multiple cat teets on his stomach thanks to ravage's influence. When a transformer is carrying its quite a sight to see their full round belly and a heavy udder swaying under it. Often when sparkbound transformers make a sparkling, the sire's udder will also swell with milk to aid the carrier incase they're separated or are one bot cant make enough milk for their big fat bitty. This arrangement can result in slim bots getting fat swollen udders disproportionally to their bodies. A big and heavy udder on a sire shows other bots their commitment to their family and not willing to milk themselves for personal convenience.
i <3 robot udders !! i keep saying, bot should turn into big ole cows when pregnant.
HIIIIIII
THIS IS SO SJJDISJDJDMS
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I HAVE AN INTERVIEW TOMORROW FOR A JOB 🥳
(I took too long to make the call so I'm anxious as hell😭)
Alr. Hi, you can call me JC or Lux. I'm 20 yo. I use any pronouns except feminine ones. I love talking about world-building, cultures, symbolism, video games, etc. etc.
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