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i was contemplating something and it led me to this

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If you draw my idiot(s) I will chew on you /pos

Reblog if it's OK for other artists to draw your OCs

Sometimes I get too timid to send asks to ask. I want to see how many people are ok with artists drawing their OCs!

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💘🩷🩷 Cock warming and EM field play 🩷🩷💘

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I send this upon you, to cash in at any time:

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Inbox Nuke. So you may close and do another inbox wipe should you so choose. No request or anything.

🤣 at this point, it’s morbid curiosity to see how bad it can get. I wish the inbox had a search feature, because it would definitely make my life easier. 🔞 🌶️

Cybertronian Relationship/Intimacy Headcanons

Let those Cybertronians make noises, delve into details and sensations, into the fact that they’re not human. They act human enough, their expressions so like our own, that they lull you into feeling comfortable and it’s easy to forget. The first time they growl when you’re touching them and it’s a vocalization underlaid with the rev of their engine. Hearing them rumbling with the soft click of their fan cycling on. Trying to climb in their lap and digging a knee into mesh inside a seam, both of you startling at the unexpected blare of their horn. A seeker getting too warm during and their turbines kicking on with a whine, if you have longer hair you look like a very small, benign tornado got you afterward.

The first time Ratchet, Red Alert, or Prowl get head, their lights and sirens go off. They’re mortified and you’re laughing too hard to keep going. The bots getting too warm during sex. Having to stop in the middle to hit the washracks and cool off because they’re not burning you, but your skin is flushed red from the contact and it’s uncomfortable. Trying to get some space from your bot after sex because they’re too hot and you’re sweating only to get dragged back into them because they want to cuddle. It’s like getting spooned by a space heater.

Pressure lines on your skin from the edges and seams of their plating when you lay on them. So many bruises on your hips and thighs. The ambient thrum of their spark sinking into you, getting so used to it that you can’t sleep without it. The random revs, whirs, and clicks of noise their internal systems make all the time becoming white noise after a while. The heat and breathless, electricity of their spark when you run your fingers through it. Feeling it pull at you, teasing yourself and them with every touch, bombarded with bits of them, emotions and memories sinking into you in little prickles until you want to drown yourself in it. In them. Wanting to lose yourself to them completely and feel them cradling you in warmth knowing you’re safe. Addicted to that sensation of being seen and accepted.

When they slip up and start murmuring sweet nothings in their own language. Confessing the things they’re too nervous to just say to you. The cultural misunderstandings. Innocent things to one partner confusing the other. Sharing a meal an act of intimacy for Cybertronians. Energon so scare that the act of giving their fuel or ration to another becomes an act of love. Giving up fuel that was hard to come by to make sure their partner had enough even if they go without. Driven to feed you because they need to take care of you, to prove you matter to them.

Elaborate or simple conjunx gifts made from bits of themselves to adorn you. Mostly made by themself, but sometimes they might ask for help for complicated designs beyond their skill level. A physical show of their commitment that should be given before bonding but might even be given before intimacy. If it’s not explained to you, it’s just a pretty bit of metal in your bot’s colors. And you can’t understand why your partner becomes irritated if you don’t wear it at all times, but the mech might be too embarrassed to explain why it’s not just jewelry. They also might just pinch the clasp closed to prevent you from removing it altogether to avoid explaining.

The shockingly, humbling intimacy of you riding in their alt mode. Of having someone inside them, touching parts of them that have never been touched. The reassuring warmth and barely there weight of you tucked inside them trusting yourself to them. Not understanding how big a deal it is, but the bot is losing it if you actually fall asleep inside them on a long ride, curling up in their seat. Trusting them completely.

Unconsciously pulsing or cycling their biolights for you trying so hard to telegraph what they want without just saying it. Almost coming undone at the feel of soft, human fingers tracing their biolights because they’re pretty and not understanding that you’re flirting back now. Human hands on wings, chevrons, and antenna. Just lazily exploring without realizing those are all so sensitive, loaded with sensory arrays and you might as well be caressing their modesty panel. Warm mouths on neck cables and mesh, biting softly, those blunt nails dipping into mesh between seams while your partner’s venting raggedly.

Being reluctant to pull out after, curling themself around you, your head tucked under their chin. Wanting more, wanting everything and unsure how to just ask instead of taking. Worrying in the quiet after if the differences between you both are insurmountable. If there’s no way to overcome them in the long run. Servos toying with soft hands, lazily playing with your fingers while you drowse against them. Not recharging even as your breathing evens out with sleep, kept up by their own worries. Knowing they’re not safe, that being with them when they’re actively at war puts you in danger and that the kind thing would be to let you go. And unable to, needing your warmth to fill out the empty places hollowed out by a millennia of fighting and death. Wanting to feel something real. Something that isn’t hate, anger, or fear. Wanting to be allowed this.

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OK I have a hard time telling who does and doesn’t like it so reblog this if you’re a selfshipper who is ok with getting anonymous f/o messages, notes, letters, greetings, etc in your inbox

(and to anyone who likes writing them, you can use this post to find people who enjoy accepting them)

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"Oh you like [x character] a lot!! What's their lore/your favorite thing about them/other questions to ramble about your fav? :)"

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Hi Boo! I saw your post about the biopsy, I'm so glad it wasn’t what you initially feared. Sending lots of positive energy your way <3

You know, I’m a particularly "hard person" to please. It takes me forever to get there. I’m very sensitive and feel everything intensely, but reaching the finish line is a real struggle I never climaxed with my ex-boyfriend. Do you think you could write a scenario like that with one of the bots? Like, the reader hadn’t reached climax in a long time, and with their alien, they finally do? It can be with whichever bot you prefer

Sure! It’s actually not that unusual to have trouble reaching that peak 🔞 Mass displaced mech 🌶️

Getting There

Soundwave x Reader

• Servos cupping your cheek as he tips your face toward him and his mask retracts, you try to get out of your own head. To not get mired in your own doubts, because you rarely ever manage to climax during and you don’t want to disappoint him. And you don’t want to fake it like you’ve done before with exes so you didn’t hurt their feelings or because you’d been embarrassed that you couldn’t. Almost feeling like something’s wrong with you when in books it seems so easy. Usually, you can only get there with toys and a lot of work, something a partner’s never had the patience for. And sometimes you just get so sensitive it’s uncomfortable and never manage to climax.

• Your mind is chaos as his mouth slides against yours, your worry and anxiety stringing him tight as his glossa chases the seam of your lips and you open up for him. Letting him taste you, his glossa sliding against your tongue. Can’t read your thoughts, but there’s no shutting out your emotions. Almost drowning in you and can’t stop reaching for you, demanding more. Sinking willingly into the wild, brightness of your emotions, feeling you spreading like fire through him.

• Has anyone ever kissed you like this? Devouring and raw like they need you more than air, more than life. Gasping when he lets you come up for air, his warm mouth brushes your jaw, slides against your neck behind your ear. And he’s shifting down your body, mouth gliding over you. Denta and lips finding the hollows, pressing kisses and soft bites over you as his big hands explore and your hips buck when he cups you, servos stroking lazily while his mouth skims over your hip bone in no real hurry. “Soundwave,” You gasp, squirming against his hand and a servo spears inside you, the side of his hand rubbing.

• Optics shuttered behind his visor, he lets his walls down completely and your emotions pour into him, almost painful in their intensity. Hand shifting against you, hunting for what shifts you closer to pleasure as he groans against your hip. “Don’t hold back,” he growls, servo pumping inside you, curling, feeling your need burning brighter, pleasure building slower, a banked fire needing coaxing. “Let me in.” Learning what you need as he rocks his own hips against the berth, spike aching behind his modesty plating.

• Whimpering when his servo slips free of you, before his mouth is on you, you hear him growl against you. Hands grabbing onto his helm, you relax under him. Stop worrying about reaching that finish line and just enjoying the feel of his touch. His mouth sucking against you, lips and glossa stroking you. Eyes closed, it’s just you and him, the warmth of him against you, his servos flexing against your hips. Body heating and coiling, but it’s still out of reach. Needing more. “Right there,” you whisper, hips lifting and he presses his mouth more firmly against you, servos almost bruising on you. Like he’s encouraging you to grind and buck against his mouth. “Please.” Want to climax, need it and that anxiety surges again, thinking of every time you couldn’t. That empty ache inside you when you’re so close and can’t.

• Feels you start to spiral again and his head lifts some, lips brushing you slick heat. “Stay with me, little one.” Pressing a servo inside you and thrusting as his mouth slides against you, he chases that need. Wanting you to come apart against his mouth, to trust yourself to him. And you’re moving restlessly as he gets rougher, trying to figure out what you need, aching to be inside you. But wanting to take care of you first, to make sure you understand that he has you. That you’re his first priority even if he overloads before he even gets inside you.

• He’s mumbling encouragement and praise against you, sucking against you as his servo pumps inside you, curling and rubbing urgently. Giving you the time you need instead of rushing you. And when you cry out with your release, it’s a ragged gasp. Hear him growl in answer as his servo slips free and his glossa tunnels inside you as you buck. Aware of him shifting over you, the heat of his spike branding your inner thigh when he releases it and then the feel of him slowly stretching you as you’re still coming down from that high. His hips pumping as you tremble with sensitivity and his helm brushes you. “I have you,” he growls as you hang onto him. Trusting him completely with yourself.

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Shout out to characters who want to be used. Shout out to characters who are so desperate to be worth something that they'll endure anything. Shout out to characters who build their entire self worth around being useful, being a tool. Shout out to characters who don't care how they are treated, as long as someone pays them any attention at all

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top in a muzzle save me,,,,save me muzzled top,,,,save me sadist top who wants to tear at me with his fangs but can’t so he just fucks me harder ,,,,,,save me,,,,,,,

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He literally made the “:3” face HELP😭

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I’m ovulating and I’m thirsting over your beautiful writing

What mechs would love when their reader is ovulating and are sensitive/ more responsive during?

not me vibrating and frothing at the mouth thinking how turned on they’d be by how many times they can finish their love and how easily they come upset at their touch

I think any of them would love if their human was even more responsive than normal, needier and actively seeking them out. They’d be only too happy to help. I can see a few Cybertronians reaching some very wrong conclusions about what’s going on with their human, though. Rumors spreading that humans do in fact go into heat while the medics try their best to suppress the misinformation (It doesn’t work)

🔞 Mass displaced mech 🌶️ fem bits mentioned

Needy

First Aid x Reader

• “Careful. They’re going to hear us,” he warns, mouth skimming against your inner thigh, glossa sliding against you to taste your release. Kneeling with your legs over his shoulders spreading you wide and your shoulders against the wall, he feels one of your feet squirm under the overhanging plating on his back, heel digging into him. Demanding more as your hips tilt slightly like you’re offering yourself to him. ‘Don’t stop,’ you whisper.

• Hands clinging to his helm as his glossa slides inside you again before his lips find your clit and he’s sucking to make you thrash in his grip. How many is this now? So aroused you can’t even care about the threat of Ambulon or Pharma accidentally finding you two going at it. Just needing him to touch you. “First Aid,” you groan, thighs trembling. Crying out as you come apart again, the release hollow without his spike inside you. “Please, fuck me.” You’d tried your fingers while he was working, but you need him and all he’s done is tease until you’re almost hurting and so sensitive.

• Venting as he finally relents and eases you onto your little feet, he has to hook an arm around you to keep you upright when you wobble. Isn’t really sure what’s going on with you, only that he’d woken up to your straddling him, rocking your slickness against his modesty plating. And You’ve been like this all rotation. Needy and urgent. The scent of you and the interfacing is thick in the supply room as he frees his spike, grips your hips and pins you, pressing his length inside you and groaning at how you feel around him. Pinning you to the wall as his hips pump, you’re slicker than normal, could almost sweat your tighter as you move restlessly against him. Begging and demanding him to frag you and he’s only too happy to oblige. Spent so much time teasing you with his mouth, obsessed with how easily you shatter for him, the taste of you and your whimpers and moans, that he’s hurting to release inside you.

• Hanging onto him as he thrusts in hard surges against you, your head falls back against the wall. He’s rutting into you and you’re so close again. Clinging to him as his spike strokes inside you, feeling that delicious friction. “Scent’s different,” he growls, the words almost guttural as he moves inside you. And you’re not interested in explaining that you’re pretty sure you’re ovulating right now, your body not caring that he’s not human, just aching and needing some relief. Something inside you, fucking deep and hard.

• “Harder. Won’t break,” you moan, heels digging into him and he lets his control slip a little. Driving deep as your mouth skims his neck, feeling your teeth biting the mesh of his neck. Screaming his name when you climax again to startle him when someone in the Medbay drops something and he’s overloading hard, knowing the game’s up and he’s about to be caught spike deep in you. Shuddering as he fills you, hips pumping trying to make it last as the door opens and his head turns to stare at Ambulon. ‘What?’ He growls, overloading a second time so hard he almost offlines for a klik, and the other mech swears in disgust before he shuts the door. Venting softly when you laugh and squirm against him.

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dude I am such a fucking whore for the seekers

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Happy Father's Day to all father f/o's! :] Whether it's parental f/o's who serve as a father figure to you, or your platonic or romantic f/o's who are fathers.

Shoutout to selfshippers who are fathers as well! Whether it's irl, thru child f/o's or you having children with your f/o!

I hope you all have a lovely day :]

Prosh!ppers dni

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https://youtu.be/Aq_1l316ow8?si=K_X3Nr6R8DgFwUOD

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im going to accept commissions via throne as well now https://throne.com/snelfkin so basically, instead of paying me directly through cashapp, you can help crowdsource me getting books for my kid :D

throne has a few payment methods and all your information is kept private. its like shopping online anywhere else, accept its curated by me for specific items i need or want.

just send me proof of the donation and what character you would like drawn and the amount put towards the books will act as the amount paid for the commission.

if you are uncomfortable messaging me here about what you sent on Throne, then you can email me screen shots and character information at snelfkindotjaypeg@gmail.com with the subject line "commission info" (if it's gone 1 week / 7 days with out a response, then I did not receive it.)

Prices are per character.

What do you draw?

Humans, MLP, Dragons, Furries, SOME mechanical objects (mostly g1 transformers) …. Spicy Content will be handled privately and not posted but DMed/emailed. because tumblr is garbage.

**HARD NO ON RAPE/INCEST/PEDO**

What won’t you draw?

rape/non-con, pedophilia, diaper/inflation/vore fetishes, reptiles and birds [this is 100% for skill reasons; if you are OK with MLP style wings, you can still ask or bird characters], super detailed mecha stuff [g1 transformers are ok]

other:

I don't do backgrounds but I can do abstract patterns if you really don't want a transparent BG

I can absolutely do characters that dont have a reference yet, please just provide me a description of how they look and their personality :D

I adore ship art, dont be afraid to ask for it

yes that includes OC x Canon and S/I x Canon

If you want to have one of your characters drawn with mine, ASK! I won't make you pay for the price of my own character but i do reserve the right to deny it if im uncomfortable with your character or the content of the request

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The Café is Open for our Patrons!

(Art by our mod, @houseshousewife)

Looking to join a self ship space for adults with a fun theme for our members? Look no further than Café Cupid, the server for all your sweet thoughts of those fictional characters that posses your waking thoughts. We aim to be an inclusive and safe space for shippers to hang out and make friends! We are moderated to provide a better and inviting experience for our Patrons.

This server allows doubles so no need to worry about being denied for overlapping interests! We do not allow; Incestuous, Underage, or Real People Ships! Please take that business elsewhere.

There is even an optional After-Dark hours for our establishment, where you can talk about stuff of adult nature with others if you like. However, as previously state, it is completely optional!

So with all that said, do you like your character sweet, tart, bitter, or spicy?

Dividers by @//cafekitsune

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Being a Transformer fan is weird and humiliating af. Cause how do I explain to people that a transforming alien plane has caused me to feel more attraction than anything else.