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First interaction of the goofballs

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I have to make an announcement-

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idea: cybertronians generally don't care about bottoming vs topping. there's no weird bias around that. when everyone has a spike and a valve, that doesn't matter anymore. the real question is if you prefer to fuck in your root mode or your alt mode.

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Idiot train!!

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"Kindred spirits" 🌠🩷

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You cannot convince Roller isn't his son😔🩷 I wanted to draw my version of the little buggy

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I don't know where this quote is from, but when I read it as a prompt I instantly pictured Wheeljack and Ratchet XDD

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mm. Something about their colors just really speak to me. Look at the oob support that they provide they’re so lovely and considerate, it clearly must be really heavy ❤️❤️ give me more Tf one Starwavewave or give me death… I do this for them

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I don’t think I’ve let poor Megatron have any moments of peace.

He’ll get his fluffy moments

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Shockwave is very much loved and appreciated by all kinds of moss:)

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(970): Wait are we really having an orgy on Tuesday?

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For the spike question- Rumble. I NEED to shut his silly ass up so bad, and what better way than to shove a spike down his intake? His size makes it even better, because that means that he's just gonna be gagging and drooling and oh ehm gee he's so annoying I need to throatfuck him until he's dizzy and can't think straight, much less babble 🥴

OH The size difference would be always unless you're also a micro bot. You could be a mini bot and he would still have his work cut out for him. Rumble is also the exact fool who would not back down even if he's clearly out of his league. Of course he can suck a spike! He's no glitch! It's just some oral!

Flash forward to you using Rumbles throat like a spike sleeve with barely audible muffled wet moans and other noises vibrating against your spike. Glossia struggling to keep up and Rumble so fragged out of it he's just letting you to what you want with him. Don't know why but this one made me imagine overloading and he absolutely can't swallow all of it. So it just cuts pink tracks down his chassis and modesty panel before making a puddle on the floor- [*I'm grabbed yet again and forcibly dragged away from the mike while clawing against the floor*]

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How do you take care of a bean?? Mine won't stop bitting me 😔

Well you see!! Beans are inherently very social creatures, so I recommend introducing one to two friends to your bean! Of course, if you don’t have the resources for another bean setting up play dates works as well, remember to socialize your bean or they will become stressed!

Here’s an example:

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My human from the pit

You know the "my cat from hell" tv series where the cat whisperer helps all of these "bad/menace/evil" cats and discovers that like 80% of the time they are lacking privacy or enrichment? I love imagining any form of AU or situation where this happens with humans on cybertron, just humans being feral and big robots being sad and then working it out:

--- Human: *keeps running in circles, climbing things they shouldn't climb, repeatedly pushing their body off the ground and back on it?!, jumping in containers of water and flailing about, ect* Cybertronian (Distraught): "I just dont know whats wrong, please tell me they dont have a brain tumor!!!" Another cybertonian, the human whisperer: "See, humans were persistence hunters, meaning they require a certain amount of exercise: not only for entertainment but to stay in shape. I think your homework will be to give them some way of releasing that energy in a safe way " Cut to the human the next week with a comically large exercise room the size of an actual gym with swings, an olympic ropes course, a pool, a rock climbing wall, a vaulting pole, and weights. The person is having a fricking blast The next clip is the cybertonian looking to the camera with the (exhausted, sweaty, but very happy) human slumped in their servos "Thank you human whisperer, me and the human have been on way better terms ever since we took your advice!" --- (In tv dramatic voice) Next time on... my human from the pit Cybertronian: "I dont know why, they keep on finding sharp objects to attack me, squirming, throwing things at me! its like they are possessed!!" Then it shows a clip of the human, yelling profanities, and throwing anything it can lift near it at the cybertronian as they try to pick it up (Its revealed the cybertronian was holding them wrong and moving them too abruptly, the human whisperer teaches them how to move slower and to hold their palm out flat: to which the human just casualy plops themself down)

[this post isnt only for transformers!! i need more reality tv headcanons!!! send them my way if you wish using the #my human from the pit tag! aka my last tag on this post im CONTENT STARVED]

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Can you write a fic with lux and female reader where he plants a shut up kiss on her? Like she’s freaking out about something or angry about her horrible day and he plants a shut up kiss on her and making her feel better. Thank you!

Your job has not been kind to you recently. Especially today. Everyone seemed to have it out for you, everything that went wrong was your fault. So you waste no time leaving once your shift is over. Luckily, there's a caring little God waiting for you at home.

As soon as Lux hears your keys jingle in the lock he's racing to the door, bouncing the soles of his feet as you walk in. “Welcome back sunshine! How was-.. work..?” You look completely drained. Sure, he's seen you worn out after shifts, but today you look particularly done. He follows you through the house as you complain about what happened today, his thumbs twirling around each other nervously. Usually it calmed you down when you talked about your day, venting your frustrations out. But now.. it just seems to be riling you up more, voice raising as your anger builds.

You practically throw yourself down onto your bed, having changed into more comfortable clothes. “It was just awful today! How could so many things be my fault?!” Lux climbs up into your lap, grabbing your hands and putting them on his face. Playing with his squishy cheeks, the tufts of hair behind his ears and his antennae helped calm you down before. Even if talking isn't doing the job right now, hopefully this will. It doesn't. Your hands don't move this time, too wound up in your anger. “This one guy, right, he blamed me for something that happened in a room that I wasn't even in at the time! How does that make any fucking sense?! I was busy fixing yet another problem I didn't cause! Was I supposed to be in 2 places at once? How does that work?!”

Lux is lost on ways to help you now. The two usual methods have either not worked or just made you more frustrated. He looks down at your still moving lips. Aha! If talking wasn't helping, maybe he just needed to shut you up. With a cheeky little smirk, the God of Light wraps his arms around your neck, shuffling within your lap so he can get on his knees to be eye level with you. You're too busy ranting to notice the change in his mood. As you take a breath, sighing heavily, Lux surges up and kisses you, both hands running through your hair to massage your scalp. You sigh through your nose at the relaxing pressure, stroking your thumbs over his cheeks as you return the kiss. When he feels your shoulders lose the tension in them he pulls back, smiling at you. “Sorry to interrupt you, angel, but it didn't seem like talking your frustrations out was working today.” He nuzzles your nose with his pig snout, making you chuckle.

After another quick kiss you pull him right up to you in a warm hug. “You're right, I was just getting more worked up as I thought about everything. Thanks for the help sweetheart.”

“You're welcome! Now, why don't we watch some TV? I can always make some changes to the script, modern shows are so boring.” He hops off your lap after one more kiss, already on his way to the door.

With a good stretch you follow after him. “You're not going to make them swear or anything, right Lux?”

“Don't make me laugh!” He visibly cringes as he realises he's used Mr Ring-A-Ding’s catch phrase, causing you to giggle. “Yeah.. ‘cause you're the one who'll be laughing instead! Gotta cheer you up after you've dealt with the annoying rest of your species.” As he flops onto the couch he gasps like he's gotten a great idea. “You could take me to work! I'll put any of those pests in line!”

“Something tells me that's a horrible idea.” You grab the remote for the TV, flicking one of Lux's antennae as you turn it on. “I don't need you causing havoc at my job, I might actually get fired if I bring in the God of Light to sort out people who annoy me.” As you go through the channels for something to watch, your lover shuffles up next to you.

“I'll be super sneaky! They'll never know it was me, or that you're in cahoots with me. Remember, I control light, toots. If I don't want anyone seeing me, they won't!” Lux snuggles up to your side, smiling up at you innocently as you wrap an arm around him. “I promise, I'll be good! No trapping, no killing, no purposeful harm! Just a little itty bitty scare so they leave my angel alone.”

As the channels switch, you suddenly gasp as you put the remote down. It's a kid's film you loved when you were younger. With a bright giddy smile, your attention is fully on the TV. The God at your side looks between your face and the screen, then he leans his head onto you as his eyes close. You seem to like this, so he'll leave it alone and just soak up some light. He's also using this time to think of ways to get back at the people putting your mood down at your job. Hopefully with enough begging you'll let him go with you.

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So we Mr. Ring a Ding / Lux fans know that one scene where we just watch a 3d lux reveal, I wanna point out the fact we get a shot or two on Lux's heart beating and I gotta admit, it's pretty comforting for me somehow. So here's this as an request, imagine one day you just got done with long day of work and you just lay down on Lux's chest and just take a nap on him.

You're on your way home after work. It wasn't particularly awful today, but it seemed to drag on forever and now you're worn out. Home isn't far away. You unlock the door and step in, giving the toon God that runs over to greet you a tired smile. Scooping him up, you head up to your bedroom and place him on your bed as you get out of your work clothes. His whistles are responded with various articles of clothing being thrown at him.

Once you're dressed and the clothes you threw at Lux are put away, you make a small request for your God. “3D form please, hun?”

He knows what you need. With a stretch, his form grows, now just about a head taller than you. Then he's shuffling back onto the bed, followed shortly by you. Your head flops down onto his chest as his arms wrap around you. There's a steady heartbeat under your ear, the rhythmic thudding helping you to relax after your long day. With a light sigh you tilt your head to look up at Lux. That toothy grin is softer than usual, his antennae curled in a familiar heart shape as he stares at you lovingly. “Feeling better, sunshine?”

You answer by leaning up to press a kiss to his chin before you settle back on his chest. His heartbeat is noticeably faster. “Much better. I love you, Lux.” One of his hands comes up to pet the back of your head, fingernails gently scratching through your hair.

There's a quiet, deep rumbling coming from somewhere in his chest. “I love you too, angel.” The combination of his warmth, heartbeat and purring lull you to sleep. He'll wake you up in a bit so you can get something to eat. For now, though, he lets you rest.