#Blitzwing x reader

[chippa44444]

TFA Blitzwing x Human!Reader Mini fiction

"All of You."

This is an English translation of what was posted on Blue Sky.　Original Link

English is not my main language so I'm sorry if there are any grammar or translation mistakes.

Fandom: Transformers Animated

Character: Blitzwing (x GN Reader)

POV: Second Person / Reader Insert

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He held you gently in his palm when, without warning,

"The calm one" spoke, his voice even and thoughtful.

“...So, tell me—who is it that you love?”

"...Huh?"

You blinked. The question had come out of nowhere.

His voice was gentle, yet there was a firm conviction behind those optics—sharp and unwavering.

Your lips parted, but no answer came.

And in the next moment—

"TCH! YOU KNOW ALREADY, DON’T YOU?! DON’T PLAY DUMB!"

A thunderous cry erupted from "The angry one".

Like a bolt of lightning, his voice shook you—deep and wild, loud enough to rattle your bones.

Then, silence. And the calm returned.

“...My apologies. I lost control,” said "The calm one" once more, though this time, his voice trembled ever so slightly.

“What’s wrong...? Why this all of a sudden?”

You asked gently. He looked away, inhaling slowly before answering.

“As you are likely aware... when my emotions surge, I lose control of myself. Each time it happens... I end up dragging you along with me. I hate that. I don’t want to hurt you anymore. That’s why... please tell me—clearly—who it is you truly love.”

His voice was quiet and polite.

And yet, it overflowed with something raw—pleading.

You looked up at him.

And in that moment, there was no composure in his expression.

Only fear. Desperation.

Your chest tightened painfully.

You drew in a breath and spoke.

“I don’t love just one part of you.”

“I love you.”

“I love ‘The calm one’, and ‘The angry one’ who shouts before he thinks, and ‘The laughing one’ who spins and giggles like he’s lost his mind.”

“I love all of you. Every single part.”

You reached forward and embraced him—

gently, but firmly.

Despite how massive he was compared to you, you held him as tightly as you could, pouring every ounce of your heart into it.

He froze.

You smiled a little, sensing the way he faltered, completely unprepared.

And then—

"AHAHA!! I’M SO HAPPY!! I LOVE YOU TOO!! I WANNA SPIN WITH YOU! RIGHT NOW!! LET’S DANCE—!"

"The laughing one" twirled with you still in his arms, joy bursting from him like a firework.

His grin was wide, almost glowing, like a jack-o'-lantern lit from within.

—

Yes. Truly.

Every version of him...

is impossibly, devastatingly, beautifully lovable.

[revelboo]

Gm or gn or evening! Here again to politely ask, if possible no pressure too!, for some g1 or IDW Blitzwing x reader content for the 5 Blitzwing fans out there bc that hothead idiot deserves to be loved

(He has NO business looking this handsome on that panel damnnnn)

Sure! He is pretty in IDW 🔞 Mass displaced mech 🌶️

Resistance

Blitzwing x Reader

• Nearly dropping your food in your lap when his helm thumps against your upper back, you can hear the mass displaced mech rumbling as his servos sneak under the hem of your shirt to slide against skin. And he’s scooting closer, the sound of metal scraping against metal putting your teeth on edge as his thighs bracket your own when his chin and jaw brush your shoulder to nearly bend you forward with his weight. Yeah, you’re not finishing dinner right now.

• Smirking when you groan and slide your tray across the berth, his hands slide down the waist of your pants to touch you. “Couldn’t wait ten minutes?” You say, voice hitching when he cups you. “Blitz, don’t you dare,” you growl when he spreads his arms and the thin material of your sweats rips as you swear at him. He’ll get you new coverings, you both know it, but he loves unwrapping you like a little treat, always impatient to get at you. There you are, the material of your underwear tearing, he presses a servo inside you, stroking. And you’re not complaining now, breath hitching as you roll your hips to encourage him.

• “This is mine, isn’t it? You’re mine,” he snarls and you want to contradict him just because he wants you to say it. The quick tempered mech loves dominating you, pinning and rutting against you when you dare tease him by arguing. And he’s a pain in the ass more often than not, the big mech almost insecure sometimes, clingy and touch starved. “Say it,” he growls, that servo slipping free to make you whimper.

• “Asshole,” you groan instead when he stops touching you and he clears his vents, lips twitching. That’s a new one. Stripping the torn remains of your lower covering from your body, he frees his spike to pressurize and rocks against you as you shift onto your hands and knees for him. And you’re ready, slick as he slides his length against you until you squirm under him when he covers you. ‘Say it,’ he demands again, aching to drive deep, to lose himself inside you, but not until you fragging say it. Snarling as you push back, grinding against him, an elbow hitting the berth as you reach down to touch yourself instead of just saying you’re his.

• Hip and shoulder hitting the berth when he growls and flips you onto your back, you fight not to laugh at his expression when he catches your wrists in one big hand and pins them over your head. Apparently serious about you saying you’re his, needing that power trip as he rumbles at you. “Say the words,” he snarls, the underside of his spike sliding against you as he ruts against your belly, his frustration obvious. And he’s trying to pretend like he’s not dying to fuck you when you both know he is. Like you also know he’s going to cave first as he swears at you in his own language, shifting and burying himself inside you as he forces your legs up, hips pumping as his fans kick on.

• His jaw clenches when you moan, your breath hitching as he drives into you in hard surges, his engines snarling. Wants to be angry, but you feel so good wrapped around his spike, your silken heat taking him deep. And it’s not like you’re getting away with it, either. Just needs to take the edge off and then he’s going to get even. Make you admit you’re his, that he’s all you need. That you love him, need him. Torment you and keep you from your climax until you beg for it. Yeah. That’s the plan, hips smacking against you, he hears you whimper. Loves that fragging sound so much and you’re fisting his spike far too soon, thighs trembling when you come apart and he keeps going, eager to fill you. Chasing his overload with a growling moan until he’s shuddering with his release, hips still shallowly pumping, trying to drag it out. “Say it,” he growls raggedly, servos flexing around your trapped wrists. ‘Say what?’ You ask innocently to make him snarl.

[moody-bloosh]

nothing tastes like the things you had (why don't you let them go?)

AN: my first contribution to the fandom hehe, pls feel free to leave like any comments or criticism since im still p new to writing for transformers hehe. anyway, i watched the bumblebee movie with my dear friend today. she likes blitzwing a lot so this little fic was inspired by how she reacted and also some goofs we had after watching the movie.

They found him in pieces. 

You heard it said before that Cybertronians were capable of withstanding insane amounts of damage so long as their spark could be kept intact. So when you heard that his mission had gone awry, you didn’t worry too badly. Because you knew better than anyone that your Blitzy was a tough fighter. He was a triple changer, one of the most ruthless fighters in the Decepticon ranks. And in your mind he was even unbeatable. 

But then they’d shown you what remained of him. Parts of him unable to be put back even by the best of the Decepticon scientists. 

He’d long since offlined. What was left of his spark that they’d found was still smoldering. 

A horrified cry leaves you at the sight of him, a scream that had given everybot in the medbay pause. 

Then his body was being taken away to be repurposed. There was still a war going on afterwards. You don’t remember the rest of what happened. You just have the idle capacity to realize when they left you with what remained of Blitzwing’s belongings. No doubt whatever was still useful had been divvied up to be given away to mechs who could make better use of it now that the original owner was gone. 

The things that were left to you were probably useless to the grand scheme of the war effort. Even this little cheque they’d left to you. The shanix in Blitzwing’s account had probably been repurposed in a way and they’d just left you the scraps. 

You blankly sift through the things left to you. You consider the cheque, it contained an absurd amount of money when it had been converted to the scraps of shanix that were left.

Everything about the Cybertronians seemed just so monstrous in comparison to your tiny human existence. The conversion of their shanix to your human currency. Their lifespan. Their size. But all of this paled in comparison to the grief that was consuming you now. 

You suppose you should be grateful that they were even extending this much to you - giving you his things, leaving you with some money. As far as you remembered, the Decepticons had only ever treated you like some strange pet that Blitzwing had picked up. Nothing more. 

You stare back down at the cheque in your hand. You weren’t going to be able to spend this all in one place. 

[rabotimagines]

I come here to offer an idea

Imagine being an older con, and you call one of them a good boy with a caress of some kind(e.i their lower back, their cheek, etc) and watch their souls ascend and become one with the allspark.

Now you have a duckling following you cause the hot dilf hit on them

ANON IVE ALREADY HAD THAT EXACT THOUGHT PROCESS!! I just hadn't written it. But I will because others have had the same idea as me. Literally whenever there's some type of "How did you accidentally discover you had a kink?" thread the most common one is always people saying a friend or coworker called them "Good boy/Girl" and they got light headed immediately.

I did let it slip in a little bit with Skywarps petname part. But let's do some others for fun/lean into it a bit more.

"Praise" Older! GN BOT Reader x Bumblebee, Bluestreak, Perceptor, Skywarp, Astrotrain, Blitzwing

Summary: You call him "Good boy" after he'd done something for you.

G1 characters: Bumblebee, Bluestreak, Perceptor, Skywarp, Astrotrain, Blitzwing

Warnings: G1 Blitzwing being G1 Blitzwing (a menace.)

Genre/Theme: The bots get flustered and mildly horny

Pronouns: You, Your, Yours

Bumblebee probably should have expected it considering- well, all of you. But he's woefully unprepared when you praise him with a "Good boy." You smiled at him, and your em field brushed lightly against his helm right next to where your servo was petting his helm. Bumblebee stops, and his optics widen. Thankfully, you just moved on to other things, so you didn't see Bumblebee stopping where he was to process what just happened.

Bumblebees spark is suddenly humming so loud in his chassis he's worried it's audible. His optics are burning so bright he has to reboot them fully. Finally, Bumblebee can't help laughing light at the fuzzy feeling in his chassis before clearing his vocalizor roughly. He even slams his fist into his own chassis to make sure his engine doesn't stall.

Bumblebee knew exactly what the feeling in his frame was. And he's trying not to get even more embarrassed when he realizes exactly how horny he just got from the very short exchange with you. Yeah- okay. New thing to be aware of when interacting with you. You teasing him like that gets his engine purring. Cool. Bumblebee can do this. He's totally not gonna be thinking about that the next time he self services. Nooooo absolutely not....

Bumblebee can't help thinking what else he could be doing for you to call him. "Good boy."

-

You smile at Bluestreak and nod in acknowledgment. "Baby blue." Bluestreaks wings flutter when you address him with your nickname for him, and he hands you the datapad you wanted. Bluestreaks talking about what he had to do to get it to work, and in the middle of it, you just start moving to leave. Bluestreaks worried for a moment before the back of your servo is brushing up against his cheek.

It's very light but it's accompanied by your hot em field. "Good boy." And then you're leaving- thank Primus because that means you don't see Bluestreaks wings practically shoot upwards. Blustreaks mouth audibly clicks shut, and his glossia feels like It suddenly weighs way too much, and he can't say anything- His optics are burning so bright he can feel them tinting the color on his faceplate cobalt.

Bluestreak pushes his servos over the lower half of his face in mortification when he realizes he's feeling very hot and bothered by the exchange. Oh, Primus, no! You were his superior officer! Bluestreak couldn't think about you like that! But you were so nice to him- and charming and your em field was so touchy- oh, Bluestreaks not gonna be able to be normal about this!

Bluestreak tries to be normal, but every time he sees your faceplate now all he can think about is if you'd call him a "good boy" again...

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Perceptor offered to do something quick for you, so you didn't have to find someone else to do it. He had the time after all. He's standing next to you when he jolts lightly when he feels your servo on the small of his back. Perceptor glances to your faceplate to see a smile on your derma. "Good boy." Your servo slides away from his back when you move to leave, and Perceptor is stuck staring at the direction you walked off in.

Oh, that's... oh no. Perceptor has to cycle his optics twice before what happened actually, registers and his optics brighten near immediately. Perceptor has to clear his vocalizor since it suddenly feels as if he's got a mild obstruction in his intake. Perceptor then rapidly soothes down his own puffed up plating sheepishly. He's now very glad it was only you and him in the room. Well, his emotional response made sense to a degree. Positive reinforcement was known to have its benefits...

Perceptor then registers the interest in his array and his optics snap wide. Oh, there's something wrong with him! Well, he knows it's not that far out there- it would be a dichotomy when considering common interface interests after all but Primus- Perceptor could not have gotten this worked up over one phrase and one little, albeit very nice, touch- Perceptor can feel the ghost of your servo still on his lower back. The plating felt warm still- Perceptor finally just sighed and scrubbed a servo over his faceplate.

Perceptors processor is now just occasionally wondering the chances of if you'd call him "good boy" again for another favor. And he has to scold his apparently rather perverted processor more than once.

-

Skywarp already knows that he can get you to call him "Good boy" and he already knows he needs to do everything he can to get that rush and phrase one more time! Skywarp wants every little brush of affection you'd give him. The words, your expressions, your em field, and sometimes rarely physical attention when he got lucky. So he's waiting for it to slip out of your mouth again. But he's not really ready for it, though, after you all get your afts kicked by the slagging Autobots.

Skywarp does not want to get his medical attention from Hook- he does not! It's gonna suck! He's fighting Hook until you come outta nowhere and physically force him to lay flat on the medical slab. "Skywarp- behave." Skywarp looks up at you and debates fighting you before slacking against the medical slab. "Good boy." The phrase makes his plating fluff. And you just climb off of him and leave him with Hook. Skywarps too busy thinking about what just happened to even really care too much about Hook.

It's not till after Hook kicks him out that Skywarp realizes he got horny about it. Skywarp did think you were hot. He also liked you flirting with him. You were easy self-service material, really. But now? Yeah, your frame hunched over his own while you call him "good boy." That was gonna be his go too self service fantasy for a hot klick.

Skywarp could totally let himself want some more of you, right?

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Astrotrains just glad he got stuck with you for the day. He'd take you over any of the other high command since you were the most mellow. Astrotrain would take your dumb little names over worrying about injury from his other bosses. So he's not exactly prepared when your servo is on his arm after he'd done his job like he was supposed to. Astrotrains helm snaps to the side only to be met with you smiling. "Good boy." Your warm em field brushes along the side of his frame before you just up and leave.

Astrotrain's spark does something- glitches? Frag- he didn't know, but he's staring at where you'd walked off like you hadn't just done that slag. His chassis hot and the plating on his arm feeling warm due to the lingering touch of your em field. Astrotrain clamps his plating back down on himself tight when he realizes it slightly fluffed up. Astrotrain then forces his wings to flick back down since they'd flicked upwards due to his shock.

His wings shoot right back up when Astrotrain comprehends the heat in his array. Slag okay no- no no no. Astrotrain was not- he will not have sexual thoughts about one of his bosses. He's not going to. No. Apparently, his sparkdamned frame did not care if he indulged it because he still was very horny over his little exchange with you. And now occasionally just remembering it when he sees you- slag it all.

Astrotrain at least accepts the fact that he's slightly attracted to you. In the end, he's just glad it's you and not any of the other decepticon high command.

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Blitzwing had his stupid task, and you had pointed out how he was totally smarter than it, and how he could definitely handle it easy. And yeah! He could, and he did. Then you're near him, and you smile, and Blitzwing kinda just thinks you'll use your crummy names. Blitzwing thinks he might be able to actually land a hit on you for it this time if he just- Then your servo is on his pauldron but you're smiling- "Good boy" Blitzwing stopped thinking when the phrase rolled out. You then turned and went off to go make sure the dumbaft coneheads were on task.

Blitzwings wings are twitching, and he's doesn't know what the slag that was- but he sure as frag knows he liked it. He liked it a lot, actually. A rush he usually only gets on the battlefield settles down in his chassis, and the point of entry was his pauldron where you'd touched him. Both Blitzwings jet engines and even his tank engine rev and the sound is loud and rough. A wide grin that shows his denta curls on his derma.

Blitzwing knew sparkdamn well what else he was feeling and he's not about to pretend he doesn't just now wanna grab you and use you like a toy- Blitzwing bites his top denta down on his own fist when he remembers he hasn't even managed to land a hit on you for your stupid little name game you played with all of them. You were a high rank for a reason- you weren't a puny pushover.

Blitzwing doesn't know if he should flirt or threaten you the next time he can- so naturally, he does both.

[assortedvillainvault]

Hiiii sorta new here, maybe didnt want my blog attached to this ask (nervous)

how would blitzwing handle a sick reader? personally for me showers suddenly become unbearable because i can feel every single little drop of water on my skin, textures need to be Correct™️ otherwise itll piss me off

Hi and welcome! No worries I totally understand, it’s why I keep anon asks available! Been a while since I whipped up anything for a sickfic, hope you enjoy!

Blitzwing x Sick!Reader

His fleshy is LEAKING

And wheezing, and lethargic, and can’t even walk properly!

A virus? Did you not update your firewalls?? He can hack the 5G if you need it- the frag you mean it’s not that kind of virus?

You’ve never seen a 30ft killing machine wring his hands paintless like this.

He has no fucking clue what to do – he can’t pick you up because you projectile vomit (thankfully, off the side of his servos, but still, Primus no that’s too many fluids-), he can’t shoot the things that make you sick because they’re too TINY, and punching a hole through a fleshy hospital’s roof to get you inside would just get the Autobots AND Megatron on his case-!

The con’s don’t have a medic of their own on earth, and bitterly he knows that if they did they wouldn’t care less, much less know how the frag to help.

He swore Professor Sumdac to absolute secrecy, but the little he gleaned from him didn’t much help. He’s just too big and not familiar enough with the minutia of organic life to know what could help and what could make you worse.

All he can really do is hold you, and try to stay locked on Icy because you like how cold his plating is against your overheated little body as you toss and turn.

...if you don’t get better in a few days, he’s going to kidnap the autobot medic come hell or high water. Probably tear his legs off so he can’t run, too.

[transformers-spike]

Do you have any headcanons for what the TFA autobots and decepticon's sparklings look like?

rn I have stuff for Decepticon sparklings

They give big uncanny valley vibes by Cybertronian standards. Instead of looking like tiny protoforms, they're tiny versions of their sires with underdeveloped armor, faded colors and a disturbingly fleshy texture

They're blind for the first week or so, utterly defenseless and very confused. They make tiny squeaks at this age, and they're still experimenting with their EM fields, which means bothering every bot around them at 3AM for no reason other than demanding attention

It's hard for me to fully make them ugly-cute (except maybe Lugnut's because what the fuck is that thing (affectionate)) - but they look... so much worse fresh out of the oven

Even if humans find them adorable (it's the oxytocin we feel whenever we see something with baby proportions/features) - bots find the sparklings pretty ugly (imagine your partner giving birth to a bunch of mole-rat-looking-things)

[valvesandthings]

A request for you if it's not too much trouble

A mech reader spiking Tfa Blitzwing to an overstimulated mess (that man is a bottom and no one can convince me otherwise)

Perhaps with some breeding kink mixed in?

Blitzwing could barely keep himself from screaming as you fucked him over Shockwave’s desk. It felt so good but bordered on too much, and each personality he was rapidly switching between reacted to it differently. Icy tried to act like he couldn’t feel anything, Hothead goaded you on until you thrust even harder, and Random did scream. 

You interacted differently with each personality, teasing Icy, fucking Hothead angrily, and always silencing Random with your mouth or your fingers. Blitzwing knew he loved you for a reason. Most other bots were turned off by his personalities, some even disgusted. But you embraced them happily. 

Random took the lead again. He whined and tried to writhe away from you. “It’s too much!” he cried. 

You let him suck on two of your digits to console him but didn’t stop pounding into him. “You can take it, you’ve done it before, baby,” you encouraged.

Blitzwing threw his helm back and Icy came forth. “No, please, it’s too much,” he groaned.

You paused now and gently ground into his tight valve. “Can you keep going? I’ve one more overload to give you the rest of my transfluid.” You rubbed Blitzwing’s middle proudly. “And then we’ll for sure get you sparked up.”

He churred happily and relented. “One more,” he agreed. 

You resumed thrusting but slower now, not so brutal. “You’ll be an amazing carrier, Blitzy. I can’t wait to see you round with my sparklings,” you rumbled. 

Blitzwing cried out as he came, just thinking about being full and round for you.

[monotonesmile]

[Monotone’s Masterlist!]

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[Key]

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Fluff: ★

Angst: ❧

Hurt/Comfort: ꕀ

Headcanons: ✧

Oneshot: ☾

Series: ⚘

Request: •

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[Transformers]

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[GN!Human with Megalophobia] ✧ •

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[Tfa!Blitzwing]

[Kissing you is a death wish] ★☾ (Blitzwing X GN!Reader)

[“Blitzwing, it’s three in the morning..”] ★☾ (Blitzwing X GN!Reader)

[Poke] ★☾ (Blitzwing X GN!Reader)

[Trapped] -> [Acceptance]⚘ ꕀ ★ (Blitzwing X GN!Reader)

[Zusammen gefangen, aber nicht für immer]⚘ (Blitzwing X GN!Reader)

Chapter One -> Chapter Two -> Chapter Three

[Blitzwing X Autistic!Femme!Reader Headcanons] ★✧ •

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[Tfa!Swindle]

(None yet!)

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[Tfa!Longarm Prime]

[Til the end] ꕀ ☾ • (Longarm Prime/Shockwave X GN!Cybertronian!Reader)

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[Tfp!Soundwave]

[Love Never Lost] ❧ ꕀ ☾ • (Soundwave X GN!Cybertronian!Reader)

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[Tfp!Ratchet]

[Familial Shenanigans] ★ ✧ ☾ • (Ratchet & GN!Cybertronian!Reader)

[Sick Day] ★ ✧ ☾ • (Optiratch & GN!Reader)

[Lost & Found] ❧ ꕀ ☾ • (Ratchet & GN!Cybertronian!Reader]

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[Tfp!Optimus Prime]

[Longed For You] -> [Together at last] -> [Together Forever] ꕀ ☾ ⚘ • (Optimus Prime X GN!Cybertronian!Reader)

[Sick Day] ★ ✧ ☾ • (Optiratch & GN!Reader)

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[Tfp!Shockwave]

[First Contact] ❧ ☾ • (Shockwave X GN!Reader)

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[RB!Heatwave]

[Distrust] ☾ •

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[DC]

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[Batfam & Pregnant!Batsis!Reader] ꕀ ★ ✧ •

[Illness!] ★ ✧ • (Batfam & Sick!Batsis!Reader)

[Batfam & Transmasc!Reader] ★ ✧ •

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[Damian Wayne]

[Cuddles with Damian and his pets.] ★ ☾ (Damian Wayne x GN!Reader)

[What are you? A Disney Princess?] ★ ☾ (Damian Wayne x GN!Reader)

[Damian Wayne Headcanons] ✧

[Patching up a smug bird] ★ ☾ (Damian Wayne X GN!Reader)

[Stealing the boyfriend’s clothes] ★ ☾ (Damian Wayne X GN!Reader)

[Dont Leave Me] ꕀ ❧ •☾ (Damian Wayne X Fem!Reader)

[Damian Wayne X Bilingual!Reader Headcanons] ✧ ★

[Cuddle Time Imagine] ★ ☾ (Damian Wayne X Fem!Reader)

[Nicknames/Pet Names Headcanons] ★ ✧ (Damian Wayne X GN!Reader)

[Prank Gone Wrong!!] ꕀ☾• (Damian Wayne X GN!Reader)

[Never to leave your side] ꕀ☾• (Damian Wayne & Sister!Reader)

[Soothe the pain] ★ ꕀ (Damian Wayne X GN!Reader)

[Toleration] ★ ☾ (Damian Wayne X GN!Reader)

[Sleepy Birdie] ★ ☾ (Damian Wayne X GN!Reader)

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[Jaime Reyes]

[Mission Failed…Successfully?] ★ ☾ • (Jaime Reyes x Fem!Reader)

[You give me butterflies] ★ ☾ • (Jaime Reyes X Fem!Tamaranean!Reader)

[Meeting the family] ★ ☾ • (Jaime Reyes X GN!Reader)

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[Conner Kent (Young Justice/The feral one)]

(None yet!)

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[Dick Grayson]

[Nicknames/Pet Names Headcanons] ★ ✧ (Dick Grayson X GN!Reader)

[The Sleepover] ★ ☾ • (Dick Grayson X GN!Reader)

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[Jason Todd]

[Nickname/Pet Names Headcanons] ★ ✧ (Jason Todd X GN!Reader)

[Tattoos] ★ ✧ (Jason Todd X GN!Reader)

[Surprise!] ❧ ꕀ ☾ • (Jason Todd X GN!Reader)

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[Black Beetle] (only available for AlienatedPixels!)

[Black Beetle Headcanons] ✧ •

[Even more Black Beetle rambles] ✧ •

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[ROTTMNT]

[Rottmnt x Villain!Fem!Reader] ✧ •

[Rottmnt X Villian!Fem!Reader | Part Two] ✧ •

[Rise Boys X GN!Reader] ✧ •

[A Deal is a Deal] ꕀ ★ ☾ • (Rottmnt boys X GN!Villian!Reader)

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[ROTTMNT!Raph]

(None yet!)

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[ROTTMNT!Leo]

[Oh to be a turtle in love.] ★ ☾ • (Leo x Fem!Turtle!Reader) (Part One)

[Oh to not be a jealous turtle] ꕀ ★ ☾ • (Leo x Fem!Turtle!Reader) (Part Two)

[Nightmares] ꕀ ☾ • (Leo x Fem!Reader)

[Rooftop Meeting? No. Fire Escape Meeting.] ★ ꕀ ☾ • (Leo x Fem!Reader)

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[ROTTMNT!Donnie]

[Opposites Attract] ★ ✧ • (Donnie x Fem!Turtle!Reader)

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[lavenlady]

Hello! Can I request a yan tfa Blitzwing with a reader who has Wednesday Addams’s personality? I hope I’m not annoying you with this request. Thank you so much!

I deeply thank you for requesting! Here you go! Enjoy Anon!

⟡ Gloom ⟡ | Tfa Yan!Blitzwing x Wednesday!Cybertronian!Reader

♤ You and Blitzwing had met by accident, both of you were Decepticons and crashed into each other as you were urgently called into a meeting

♤ You prioritizing the meeting ignored him, but Blitzwing couldn't get his optics of off you

♤ He swears he hadn't seen you here before

♤ Your unique personality somehow was to his liking, don't ask how - it just was

♤ He would often ask you about your work, as he found out you were writing stories. He could really use some of the ideas used in your work

♤ You liked to stay under the radar, but with Blitzwing's constantly changing personalities it was unavoidable that Megatron would see something in you, making you a part of his crew

♤ You took interest in everyone on the team, finding an use for them later on

♤ Blitzwing would still prefer your attention on him and him alone

♤ When Decepticons were driven away from Cybertron, you all went to find the All-spark

♤ You were quite intrigued about it, but were sceptical of it's existence

♤ You were wandering every part of space in the search of it, it really started to get on your nerves. Even though the crew was useful - they were terribly annoying

♤ That boredom ended with stumbling across the signal that was so strong it could be the All-spark, if not - something as powerful as it

♤ Though you were stopped by a small Autobot space bridge repair crew. They even managed to take Megatron down as it seemed

♤ You have escaped with Blitzwing, he dragged you with him. You both clearly not wanting to be obliterated by the explosion from the collapsed space bridge

♤ After a while you have tracked down a small blue planet - Earth

♤ The pod quickly changed course towards it, the planet was easily seen from the pod's window, heeding towards it with great speed, with no intent to slow down

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[toomanybrainrots]

Hello! Can you do TFA Blitzwing x Human Reader? Romantic/Platonic

Reader that has a split or multiple personalities. How would Blitzwing's personas (Icy/Hothead/Random) interaction/reaction to Reader's?

The way I rushed to make this when I saw it lol. I'm honestly surprised no ones done this before, so I'm very glad to do this.

A litte note after I wrote this: reader's personalities are like multiple people in one body, but don't share any memories with each other.

Blitzwing with a Human Reader that has multiple personalities

(I couldn't find any other gifs so I'll change this once I do find a better one)

You and Blitzwing get along like a forest on fire

You get along with Icy head well, as you're both probably the most leve headed out of your personalities

Hot head gets along with your fiery and impatient personality, either bickering or getting along like they've been friends forever. It's a 50/50 at this point

Random gets along with your more chaotic personality, and causes immense chaos with them

You don't shift into your personalities as often as Blitzwing does, but you got used to him changing/shifting at random times

You looked around as your personality took over, looking down at the trigger in your hand.

"Oooh! You're back!" You hear Blitzwing - Random let out a cackle "We were just about to get to the fun part!" He said, gesturing to the warehouse filled with tnt. Huh, nice.

Wait warehouse filled with WHAT—

Whenever you shift/chang to one of your personalities, you don't exactly share memories with said personality

So whenever one personality did something, you had no memory or any idea of what they did

It causes a lot of shenanigans to happen, but honestly, what else did you expect? You're best friends with Blitzwing after all

[chippa44444]

CW：suggestive content

TFA Blitzwing x Reader art

TFA Blitzwing pushes you to the floor (yukadon)

English and German are not my primary languages, so sorry if my grammar is wrong.

[revelboo]

Good night or evening or day, hope you're doing well 🐌

Ok is my first time requesting on any blog basically, but let me said that I love your writing and how you manage to handle well most characters. I'm eating the constructicons, insecticons, tfa blitz and Astrotrain x reader stories like a 10 star meal bc is a crime there's no much x reader stuff with those characters

Before going away I wanted to ask: do you plan on doing a g1/idw Blitzwing x reader storyline or scenarios?? TfaBlitz is everything but sadly there's no much for the og brute loveable himbo that's g1Blitz, or a Blitz x reader x Astrotrain where they live teasing their fleshy partner bc they are mean but that would be asking to much aaaa

Anyways have a nice day/night/evening 💗

It’s definitely not too much 🤣 I have a poly Vortex, Whirl, and Spinister with reader ask I’m working on. And Prowl, Shockwave. Hope you have a great day, too!

🔞 Mass displaced mechs 🌶️

And this is a friendly, if very exasperated, reminder that if you’re a minor, not to interact with, read, follow, send in asks, or try to DM this blog. Seriously, this isn’t a minor friendly space, I write giant robots fragging nasty, I write stuff with adult and sometimes dark themes. This blog is zero tolerance, minors will be blocked.

Tease

Blitzwing x Reader x Astrotrain

• Gasping awake as big hands grab your hips and you’re dragged on your back, you sleepily kick out, a heel smacking against Blitzwing’s neck. And your knee gets bent up against your chest when he just leans forward, tugging your lower body up and put his mouth on you. Waking up with one of your mates’s mouths or a spikes inside you nothing new. Arching as his lips and glossa slide against you, licking and sucking, it’s definitely not the worst way to wake up. Head turning you find your other mate also mass displaced, fisting his spike watching.

• “Share,” Astrotrain growls, squeezing his spike and Blitzwing chuckles before pressing a soft bite against the inside of your thigh to make you swear and try to shove his head away before his glossa slides against you in apology. Denta sinking in just hard enough to leave an impression without breaking your soft skin. And he’s going to have to leave his own mark. Can’t let Blitzwing have all the fun. Or ignore a claim to you when you’re theirs. ‘Can’t even let me wake up first,’ you mutter and they both laugh at that.

• “Awake enough to play?” Blitzwing growls, lips brushing your slick heat and he releases you, lying back. “Come here.” And you don’t even hesitate, coming to him and straddling his chassis, back to him. Being a brat as usual. Hands catching your hips to drag you back to him, lifting you some so you’re right where he wants you, his mouth slides against you, glossa tunneling inside you as you gasp. And Astrotrain straddles his hips, kneeling with a palm on his chassis for balance. Hears the other mech snarl when you grips his spike and tug lightly.

• Hips rocking when Blitzwing presses a servo inside you, his glossa sliding against you, for a moment you forget what you’re doing until Astrotrain impatiently tangles his servos in your hair and the head of his spike bumps your chin. And you squeeze him gently, before your mouth closes on him. Hear him snarl as Blitzwing makes a rumbling noise of his own, feeling the heat radiating from them both as their venting gets louder. Pushing back and grinding against Blitzwing’s mouth, he finally begins finger fucking you with that servo, pumping it inside you as he licks.

• They’ve had you long enough to know your tells. To know when you’re close and to stop just shy. Teasing you with what you want as his servo slips free and your groan is muffled by Astrotrain’s spike in your mouth as the other mech shudders, your head bobbing as you swallow as much of him as you can. Lips pressing against you, brushing kisses against your slick flesh, he chuckles when you impatiently rock against his mouth in demand. And Astrotrain snarls a protest when you release his spike to glare over your shoulder at him. Tormenting both of you at the same time as Blitzwing grins against you.

• Growling at Blitzwing, Astrotrain vents and grabs you. Hears Blitzwing snarl a protest as he flips you. Pinning you on Blitzwing on your belly facing the other mech. “Release your panel,” Astrotrain snarls as he buries himself inside you, hips pumping. “Do it, Blitz.” Rutting against you until you’re trembling and close before slipping free to shift and drive into Blitzwing, hips snapping as you’re pinned between them. Because if Blitzwing thinks it’s funny to tease, maybe he deserves to be on the receiving end. Rutting urgently against the other mech then pulling out before he can overload to bury himself inside you again. Listening to both of your whimpering and whining protests. And maybe he’ll let you two come after he does. Or maybe he’ll see how long he can tease you both before Blitzwing snaps and frags you into a whimpering mess. Either way, he’s going to enjoy it.

[rabotimagines]

jealous cons sounds really funny, especially if they can't do anything but mald

TOP DECEPTICON MALDERS LETS GOOOO!

"Hero" GN BOT Reader x Megatron, Starscream, Blitzwing, Skywarp

Summary: Your friends save you from the Decepticons. The cons get pissed they missed another chance at you! Then you even kiss your friend on the cheek in thanks! (Scandalous, I know.)

G1 characters: Megatron, Starscream, Blitzwing, Skywarp. (The Autobots that save Reader are Optimus, Bluestreak, Tracks, and Hound!)

Genre/Theme: Cross faction Jealousy

Warnings: Blitzwing is a menace and mentions thinking of ripping readers' modesty panel off. It doesn't happen, but y'know. The Decepticons being brats experiencing being told "No" for the first time (The Cons are malding real bad). The cons generally assuming they have a "right" to Reader.

Pronouns: You, Your, Yours

Notes: This is based on teasing/flirty Autobot Reader, whom the Decepticons get a bit too interested in. Reader knows what they're doing and they do it specifically to fuck with the Decepticons. Via kissing your Autobot friends on the cheek!

Megatron is mad- he's not just mad he is furious when Prime, the fool that he is, puts himself between you and Megatron. Now, if it was any of the other puny Autobots, Megatron would not have cared nearly as much. Because to Megatron, the average Autobot mech meant nothing. They were measly target practice to him! But Prime? Optimus Prime was not any mere mech! He was the slagging closest Megatron would come to finding an equal, let alone out on this rock.

But Prime saves you as he does- the withering sparkdamn fool. And Megatron finally nearly had you in his grasp, and Prime had to come and rip you away from him. Megatron has to pull himself back up to find Prime still holding you against his own frame. "My hero!" You say as you smile the blasted way you do when you look at the other Autobots and you- Megatron can not hide his scowl when you throw your arms around Primes frame and kiss him on the side of his battle mask. Primes optics brighten and widen, and his sparkdamned plating even fluffs under your affections.

Megatrons cannon starts humming loud in response to his own emotional receptors and his own blindly consuming urge to shoot then and there. But Megatron knows he's lost- and that just makes his cannon start smoking in barely restrained murderous indent. "This isn't over Prime!" Megatron snarls out with a digit pointed firm at him. Megatron growls and calls for the Decepticons to retreat. And in his still stewing rage, Megatron internally begins making new plans for the next opportunity he has to try and obtain a hold of you.

Megatron would not come so close to getting a hold of you again and fail twice. Prime wouldn't know what hit him!

-

Starscream is positively fuming! He'd gotten a hold of you again, and he'd made sure those fragging terror twins were busy when he did it. But the fragging praxian stopping him! Not even the battle computer- it was the sparkdamn annoying one! Starscream openly glares at where you two were standing next to one another. You just smile the infuriating way you do at the Autobots. "My hero!" You exclaim, and Starscream bafflingly watches you throw your arms around the praxian- and you even kiss him on the cheek!?

The praxians optics widen and brighten quickly. And his dumb little insignificant door sensors hike high and start twitching. He smiles like a fragging imbecile and even laughs. Laughs about it! Starscream's engines growl hot in righteous fury. How dare this little insignificant praxian Autobot pede solider get in between Starscream and his claim on you!? Starscream had every fragging right in taking you apart, plate by plate for everything you'd put him through! And he almost had you- no, he did have you! And you got ripped right out of his grasp.

And Starscream is positively fragging seething about it. Starscream clenches his servos so tight his joints creak. His wings raise high at an angle, promising violence of the highest intensity. And Starscream knows he needs to retreat because they'd lost. He'd lost. Starscream bares his denta and has to force himself to turn on a pede and retreat. Starscream is irate but he's decided to start scheming once more- if Starscream couldn't get you alone on the battlefield naturally he'd just have to figure out how to distract your fellow sparkdamn Autobots- then you'd be all his for the taking.

If there was one thing Starscream was, it was tenacious. And he wasn't about to stop before he had you in his grasp.

-

Blitzwing was having a fragging good day- a really good one! He'd smashed some buildings, made the puny humans run like the vermin they were. He even smashed up a few Autobots! Oh, and then- and then! He got into a fight with you, and he started winning. Actually winning. Blitzwing actually managed to pin you down, and he was going to rip your modesty panel right off of you- and then Blitzwing gets hit hard and knocked down. And he's lost his fragging grip on you-! It ends with Blitzwing on his aft and you having gotten away from him.

You're standing next to the Autobots discount triple changer! You're brushing the dirt off your frame all before you throw your arms around the blue mech "My hero!" Then you even kiss him on the cheek! The mech jerks and pulls away from your touch and wipes his own cheek- is he stupid? His plating fluffs, and he crosses his arms over his chassis to turn and glare at Blitzwing instead. But Blitzwing had wings, so he knows exactly what it means when the mechs wings rank up high and fan out. And all three of Blitzwing's engines rumble because he was not a happy mech.

Slagging sparkdamnit all! Blitzwing had you right there! You were even under him already- But No! The knock-off poser had to go and get involved and mess everything up for Blitzwing. Whatever! Blitzwing's broken Mr. broody blue over there's frame before! Blitzwing just had to do it again, and then he'd have you all to himself. Except now you're brandishing your own weapon, and now Blitzwings gonna have to pin you all over again! Gah!! Why the in the pit did this reject have to ruin everything for Blitzwing! Blitzwing rushes forward with a shout- and skids to a stop right before he picks up any real momentum because Megatrons calling for retreat! Blitzwing takes one long look at you two before vowing to rip the blue mechs wings off the next chance he got before taking off.

Blitzwing wasn't gonna stop till he had you back under him where you belonged!

-

Skywarp's laughing when you miss another shot on him when he warps. This was going great! He had you alone out here away from the other Autodorks, and he was actually wearing you down! Now he just needed to grab you- Skywarp warps close and latches onto your waist only he stops and cycles his optics because uh- there's another mech on his left- and another on his right- There's three of you suddenly right in front of him!? The two versions of you on his side push forward and get into Skywarp’s faceplate, making him let go of the you he was holding. huh!? Is this one of Skywarps reflux recharges?! Both versions of you grin and then just- disappear!?

Skywarp cycles his optics, and his gaze snaps to the you a ways away. Where you're now standing next to the green Autobot scout. Aw, frag it all! He used his sparkdamn illusions on Skywarp! "You little-!" Skywarp stops short when you turn towards the jeep and throw your arms around him.

"My hero!" You sing all before- kissing the grounder on the cheek!? Wha-?! The grounders' optics brighten, and his plating ruffles up. He even rubs the nape of his neck cables all shy and slag- What the frag!? That should be Skywarp! Not some dirty green hippie grounder who can't keep his olfactory in his own business! Skywarp's wings slant, and he's imagining exactly what cavern he's gonna drop this fragging jeep over-

And his HUDs flashing that Megatron ordered a retreat! "Slag it all!" Skywarp growls before turning back to the two of you and pointing at you. "Next time, gorgeous!" Then the jeep steps in front of you- and oh, Skywarp so wants to rip his fuel tank out for it. His HUD flashes again, and Skywarp flashes a rude gesture at the jeep all before warping away. He almost had you! Frag! Skywarp just needed to get you alone again- Skywarp could do that! Easy!

Skywarp just needed to do that, and he'd have you all to himself!

[assortedvillainvault]

//crashes in

HI I SEE YOU DO BLITZWING FROM TFA HEADCANONS AND SOMEONE WHO IS CURRENTLY OBSESSED WITH HIM I HAVE COME TO POKE YOU WITH A REQUEST!

The request! How would Blitzy and his alters react to a S/O who is very overly affectionate, mainly in the sense of physical affectionate (like hugging his fingers, trying to pepper his face with kisses, clinging to him). And may also sometimes bite him because normal affectionate like hugging does not convey how much they love their big giant robo boyfriend.

I HAVE BEEN POKED You are an anon of excellent taste, hope you enjoy these!

Blitzwing x Affectionate!Reader

Blitzwing is not used to physical affection.

That does not mean that he doesn’t learn to appreciate it, even if at first he brushes you off to maintain his tough mech image.

At first you’ll just cling and touch to whatever part of him is closest, which is his pedes.

They’re covered in tough tank treads, but given said treads operate a little bit more like the sole of a foot they’re actually very sensitive! You can touch here and he’ll be able to feel you much more than, say, compared to the armour on his torso.

His treads are ticklish. Do Not Tell ANYONE

In terms of general affection Hothead is most likely to get embarrassed and try to shake you off him, but you’ve got a grip that’ll put gorilla glue out of business and no 40 ton overgrown freezer-oven is gonna stop you.

Random, by comparison, loves the fact you love him so much you just have to bite him, he understands perfectly!!

Don’t... Don’t let him bite you back, with those denta it’s not gonna eND WELL BLITZWING PUT YOUR TONGUE A W A Y-

Both Hothead and Random are going to coo over your itty bitty teeth and your complete inability to make a dent in his plating, though Random will pinch your cheeks over it and Hothead will bellow at you to bite harder. To express your love. Of course.

Icy has a headache and a mild concern for your health. That and the fact that there’s a 30% chance that if you sneak a little smooch to his plating you might get frozen stuck there. Again.

He’ll roll his eyes and tease you, but he spent the last time you were stuck relentlessly screenshotting your adorably panicked expression, and he’s lowkey excited for you to do it a second time.

He’s got photos of you cuddled into various slots in his armour saved deep in his drives for him to look at when the deception regime keeps him from seeing you.

Your touch is the thing he looks forward to most whenever he comes back.

[uselessmicrowave]

Hiii can I ask oneshot with Blitzwing (tfa) pleases himself, interacting or talking dirty between personalities in process? Bonus points if he'll use anything else but his hands---

Blitzwing, with Hothead in control at the moment, needed to blow off as much steam as he could in the littlest amount of time. Blitzwing storms into their habsuite, ready to grab the first long cylindrical thing in sight.He was so frustrated, from Lugnut's incompetence to Starscream... being Starscream, all three of the personalities could agree on this. How to go about it? A different story.

Icy knows they'll get the best quality of overload if they lay down somewhere quiet and play with their valve. Hothead couldn't care where he is, he wanted to rub one out as fast and as hard as he could.

Random has different ideas. With the faces spinning again, Random snatches a big bottle of paint off of their shelf, pushing their back against the wall and settling with their aft against the floor.

Would the paint bottle open? Maybe. Will he make a big mess, let the paint dry on himself and need help getting it all off? Probably. At least it's better than the prior two.

Blitzwing pushes the bottle inside of themself, biting their glossa and stifling a moan, squirming against the wall. This would be the perfect way to blow off some steam for them.

[transformers-spike]

Random!Blitzwing vore, but it's actually a glorified cunnilingus. Yes you gotta put this on the internet for everyone to see

Idk what to say. I personally don't do vore, but I know for a fact Blitzwing's random personality is into that (even if he doesn't know what it is) So here. Come get your mush

Inside the mines you were exploring just a minute ago, you shoot Blitzwing an exasperated glare as he brings you to his eye level. The face before you is a horror movie amalgamation of shadow creature and Tumblr Sexyman, razor sharp teeth cocked into a smile. “Can’t you just let me go?” you say, having experienced the same situation for the third time this week. Nothing has been clearly established yet, but considering the many occasions he’s fingerbanged you, you’re sure your fragile human self must mean something to the giant killing machine. Admittedly, judging by the overexcited grin he’s giving you, things are bound to get weird unless his other faces intervene. He tilts his head at you like a hungry tiger observing the mouse he just caught.

“Now why would I do that?” he asks, accent thick and clear. You have to remind yourself it’s because there’s something wrong with his translator, not that he’s a giant robot built by German officials to destroy Detroit and all its inhabitants as payback for the Second World War.

You point at the metal behemoth approaching through the mine’s entrance, far enough for you to look like a spec in Blitzwing’s hand, and you wonder for a moment if it’s safer for Blitzwing to splatter you against the wall or wait until his pal gets his two massive claws on you. In a moment of pure, unperturbed genius, Blitzwing flings you into his mouth like a kid chucking a bubblegum ball.

Whirling in the air doing a full, dizzying 360, you land face first against a squishy metal mass you assume to be his tongue. It’s too dark to see anything, the kind of pitch blackness only present in underground caverns. So, you do the right thing and fish out the flashlight you brought specifically to explore the mine before your giant robot bitch plucked you from the ground. Flicking it on, you realize this could very well be a cave if it wasn’t for the stench of motor oil and exhaustion fluid prying your nostrils open. You wheeze and sputter, burying your nose in your sleeve as your teary eyes try to make sense of the other two paths perpendicular to your own, separated by a huge dark gullet at the center, deeper than the Mariana Trench. It’s then it actually hits you; “Oh shit, I forgot about the other two heads.”

Then the tongue below you starts to squirm like a worm being plucked out of the dirt.

You fall back on your ass and push yourself as far away from that thing as humanly possible, up until your shoulders hit the back of his teeth. There’s a commotion outside, and try as you might, you can’t catch his attention by banging against the inside of his mouth while yelling “GET ME OUT OF HERE I DON’T WANT TO GET PROBED BY YOUR TENTACLE TONGUE!”

The lack of an answer leaves you vulnerable to the apparatus rubbing up against your legs. You snap them shut as hard as you can, but you’ve clearly underestimated its alien determination. With an impressive if not outright criminal prehensility, it slips into your pants. Hentai flashbacks fill your mind with a giant DANGER sign pulsing bright red. You try to kick it away and conceal the arousal, leaving you especially hot in the desert that is his mouth – humiliation growing as your attempts falter and you spread your thighs just a bit to let it slip down to your entrance.

You’re going to tear Blitzwing piece by piece with your bare hands once you get out of here, but for now you can only squeeze your eyes shut and whimper as it enters you over and over again, fully aware of the embarrassing wetness having built up when he first caught you sneaking around the place. You throw your head back and groan, forgoing any form of dignity as you fuck yourself with his tongue, meeting every movement of his with jubilation.

As the noises die down behind you, you drill through your second rock bottom by taking off your pants and underwear. You tuck them under your arms like the world’s saddest security blanket and bite your lip as the tongue drags across your stomach and back to your crotch before slipping back in for just a second…

Before Blitzwing’s mouth opens up and he pulls you out. Dripping with your own fluids, the expression of shock on your face is replaced with one of righteous fury – then shame – then fury again.

“You…” you falter, red in the face, “you fucking degenerate.”