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should I start writing for transformers 1?-

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Whirl x carrying! Reader

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“Whirl,,-“

You ushered quietly, not wanting him to get in trouble with Ultra Magnus again. He’s been more challenging as of late, troubling to any poor mech thats roughhousing or way too close (from what he says).

“I Swear,,! If anybody even TRIES to hurt you, or our whirl Jr- or our sparkling, I’ll-“

Whirl was on his rant again, going on and on about how he’ll tear any mech apart for staring at you the wrong way, saying only he could ogle you.. 

With a sigh you held Whirl Jr, the small sparkling only beeping and chirping, nuzzling into the crane of your neck. 

You held him close, watching and observing Whirl as he went on and on with his rant, at this point monologuing about it. With a sigh you sat down, across from your screeching lover.

Whirl Jr watched his sire curiously, the small sparkling snuggled against you, settled atop your baby bump. 

“Whirl,,”

You spoke again, hoping to get his attention this time, if only for a second..

He snapped his thin helm towards you, his long neck stretching to get in your faceplate, perhaps you needed something,,? He wasn’t sure..

“Yes, babe,,?”

He was quick at answering, stopping his rant to hear your sweet voice, having caught his attention swiftly. He waited patiently, considering you just said his designation for fun. 

“Please, for primus sake- just,, relax. No one’s going to hurt us, okay,,?”

His tense frame went lax a bit, finding solace in your words for a hot klik. He paused, considering his choices, having found one he settled on, he sat next to you with a sigh. 

His long neck craned to rest on yours, his claws reaching around you to hold you and Whirl Jr, ‘cupping’ the small baby bump on your lower abdomen, his claw curiously tracing the mounds curves and crevices.

He huffed, his singular yellow optic glancing down at you, now a bit more brighter and larger, clearly fond and appreciative of such a moment.

“Fine, fine, maybe I was being a bit,, too dramatic- But! If something WERE to happen, do I have permission to blow their helm off,,?”

He tilted his helm curiously, his lanky limbs pulling you close as he focused in on you and Whirl Jr. 

A soft laugh emitted from your vocalizer, the sound resonating through the small area you two were residing in, his ‘protective sire’ antics eliciting a genuine laugh from you. 

Fine, maybe you’ll indulge him a bit on that, though seeing how unpredictable your conjunx endura is, you best take his threat with,, a grain of salt.

“Okay- fine, if it ever comes down to that, you can.”

This comforted him more, finally relaxing against you. He started beeping and chirping at whirl Jr, your adopted sparkling, the small punk started chirping back at his sire, rather enthusiastic. 

You sat back as they blabbered nonsense at one another, not understanding a single thing they were saying, only listening in as your conjunx and small sparkling ‘conversed’. 

You were at peace, safe in your lovers arms. Finally having a sparkling of your very own, along with Whirl Jr of course. Excited to give him a little sibling to care for, and to inhibit the process of child rearing.

Your two hyper mechs eventually settled down, Whirl Jr softly beeping and chirping as he slept on your chassis, Whirl was fast asleep, recharging on your back. 

Safe, safe and sound, these are the words to describe your soon to be complete family unit.. 

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this is like- a half of a request, I’m working on part 2 for the deadlock/drift x carrying! Reader

[robokisser2000]

“May I please draw your OC?”

Reblog this message if you encourage anyone that wants to draw your OC to do so.  No need to ask for permission in advance.

Go for it.  Draw my OC.  If you want, I’ll even give you reference posts.  Go to town on it.

You are welcome to draw my OC and surprise me with the result.  Seriously.  In fact, I encourage it.  I will proudly display whatever it is you submit to me regarding my OC.  There is a chance that I will squeal about it for several days.

Even if you feel you aren’t good at whatever artistic adventure it is you do, please feel free to submit it to me.  I want to see what you have done.

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Pull a uno please<3

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you can do, Deadlock pampering his conjux pregnant with his sparkling

Deadlock x Carrying! Reader

(Reader is cybertronian.)

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You didn’t like lounging around, in fact, you hated it. But you couldn’t really do anything, not with how much your frame was aching.

Your lower back strut ached horribly, your front heavier than it used to be. Your breaths heavy as you attempted to stand up, having had enough of just sitting around.

Before you could though, Deadlock beat you to it. He was quick to coax you back to sitting down, cooing at you and patting at your small bump.

Deadlock took his,, ‘Siring’ job seriously, never resting fully when around you. Despite being a fear inducing decepticon, he sure was a worrywart with you, determined on making this easier for you.

Your conjunx tensed, gently pressing you back down to comfortably sit. His red optics glinted in the rooms dim lighting, with a sigh he sat beside you, snuggling into your frame and keeping you close.

“,,Stay put, don’t wanna risk it.”

He mumbled between your jaw and neck, his breath a warm kiss to your cables. You huffed, too tired to fight back, allowing him to happily cup your small baby bump.

It’s always like this, he never let you work,

Instead he did all it. He was an eager sire, ready for his little sparkling, and ready for his carrier to be a mother. 

It’s strange, you were a neutral once. It’s strange how one minute you weren’t even on a side- (you still aren’t) only for the deadliest decepticon to conjunx and impregnate you. 

You didn’t come willingly, at first, in fact you fought back. Eventually returning feelings after a while of chaos, allowing him to conjunx you and make you a carrier.

He actually enjoyed your now endowed frame, happily kneading his claws into your now plump thighs. He always kissed you, everywhere he could reach he would.

But maybe it’s not so bad, other than the tiring frame change, or the lack of proper work. You could get used to it, used to lazing around, and used to your conjunx, Deadlock, taking care of you like this,,

“Mh,, need anything’,,?”

He shifted to be level with your faceplate, curious and wanting to take care of you. With a sigh you nodded, feeling rather thirsty after a long cycle of just sitting around.

He planted a soft kiss on your faceplate, quickly getting up and fetching you something to drink, now resting on the lounge chair.

Maybe it wasn’t so bad,, you could get used to it,,

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Eh! I did it! It’s my first time for writing for a pregnant reader so please enjoy!

[robokisser2000]

if requests are open, could you write ratchet helping masc bot reader with period cramps? (im suffering rn 😭)

Ratchet x reader (transmasc) period cramps :(

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It honestly felt like you were punched in the gut, it really did. It was a heavy weight on your lower abdomen, pressure that only pressed further on your gut.

What made this whole experience worse was that your lower back ached, it burned and honestly just hurt. You couldn’t move due to it, instead you just took the day off, resting back and lazing about the couch.

The only sound in the room was your pained grunts and huffs, along with a certain someone- or some mech; in the corner, trying to focus on fixing the teleporter. 

Ratchet was clearly irritated, grunting in annoyance. Your nosies kept breaking his focus, and the smell of your blood and hormones wasn’t helping either. With a final huff he turned to you, a harsh and tired glare on his worn features as he grunted again.

“Could you stop that,,? I can’t focus and get this done with your whining!”

His voice was gravelly, worn and overall tired. His metal faceplate had stains under his optics, mainly from him overdoing his work. You shifted and turned to rest on your side, holding your abdomen due to the pressure on it.

“Can’t help it- I really can’t.”

You really couldn’t, blast your uterus for it. You would have got a heat pad but this blasted ship lacked proper items, especially for its liaisons, so much for a well adjusted species. 

His blue optics shifted a bit, adjusting to the sight of you in pain, with a sigh his faceplate softened, feeling a bit bad for taking his anger out on you for nothing, for something you can’t really tame or control.

“Sorry- sorry, just a bit,, on edge about everything. Do you,, need anything,,,?”

His servos swerved as he reached to you, the large mass of a ‘hand’ was warm, despite him being a piece of metal. He pressed to your abdomen, adding warm pressure to your gut.

Strangely it felt,, nice, the weight was just right on your gut. You couldn’t help the contented sigh that escaped your mouth, the pain subsided for a minute, letting you properly lay back, this is exactly what you needed,,!

“That actually,,, feels nice! I don’t mean to be a bother or anything,, but could you stay like this for a bit longer? It feels good on my stomach.”

There was a faint look of surprise, caught off guard that it actually felt good on your organic body. He just nodded and kept it there, using his other servo to work on his assignments.

After a while sleep crawled up on you, your eyelids grew heavy with time. The warmth on your gut eased away the pain and only lulled you further into sleep, what you didn’t expect was for Ratchet to pick you up and rest you on his chassis, it was cool on your back. 

“Mh- what’re you,,,-“

He gave a faint grunt as you spoke and held you close, his servo cupped your stomach. His hold was firm and gentle, he sounded tired, in need for a proper recharge.

“Recharging, look’s like we both need it.”

You nodded and leaned into him, nuzzling into him as he held you close, your worries melted away as you held one another, just you and your large robotic boyfriend.

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For you! :D

[robokisser2000]

Deathsaurus x reader

[you’re a commander/second in command of his.] 

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Deathsaurus was staring again, as always. Whenever his optics landed on you, he had trouble just pulling away. He was,, entranced by you, per se.

Though whenever you turned your optics would catch his for a split nano klik before he would turn away, and act as if he wasn’t just caught staring. It was a game for you two, see who catches the other staring first.

On rare occasions your optics would lock with one another, your [O/C] optics locking with his vibrant ruby ones. Energon would flood to his faceplate, embarrassment flooding his energon lines as he would turn away from your playful stare.

Many of his soldiers took notice of your little ‘stare’ game, and honestly they wouldn’t really be surprised if you two did become a couple or let alone conjunx, they even started placing bets on it. You two are already amica’s, why not upgrade to enduras,,?

Deathsaurus had a keen optic, he was very observant and had good hearing. So of course these little quips and rumors caught his attention, nothing could get past him, not even your feelings.

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He considered making it official, maybe he could try at courting you, making a conjunx ritus, just for you. Deathsaurus knew what he felt was true, and maybe it was time for a change, a good change.

So it was no surprise when he suddenly waltzed into your chambers, his servo hidden behind his large build, shielding something from your optics gaze. After a klik of silence he shuddered out a sigh, finally speaking.

“I believe,, it’s time we spoke, about,, us.”

It came out softer and more quieter than he wanted, more shy and awkward. It was a polar contrast to how strict and commanding he is with his soldiers and subjects, he wanted to appear,, more trustworthy, to you.

You stopped what you were doing, setting down the small datapad and turning to face the large commander of the ‘war-world’, your attention was no focused solely on him, curious to what he wanted to say.

Deathsaurus’s pride faltered under your gaze, feeling a bit self-conscious on his appearance now that you were focused on him, on what he was going say.

“I believe we,, are simply more than just amica’s. We behave more like,, conjunx,, endura’s and I believe we,,, should,, should,,-“

He shuddered and grumbled something under his breath, he was never good with words, let alone confessions, he was never the one who did confessions- simply suitors were on it, wait,,, what if he read you wrong,,?

He pulled what was behind his back, extending his servo to you and handing you a small minuscule item. it was an emblem, it was as the size of your servos mechanical palm. The emblem was new, a beautiful brazen gold, like his accents, though it was a mere emblem of the beastformers. The emblem was of his rank, which is rare considering he’s the only one of his rank, unless…

“Are you,,, trying to conjunx me,,?”

It made sense, a lot of sense. Of course he was, why wouldn’t he be,,? He believed it was the right time, the best time to propose to you. You’ve been his closest comrade all these cycles, decades and more, he wanted to spend more time with you, but as more than a simple amica, he wanted to be your conjunx endura.

“Yes, yes I am.”

He stated proudly, taking in a breath as you took the emblem from his servo. He waited patiently for you to click it to your chassis, seeing if you’d accept his proposal or not.

His optics glimmered in surprise as you actually did, he watched, solely focused on your servo as you attached the golden emblem to your chassis. You accepted his proposal, that’s clear as day. Thing is,, what now? He didn’t think he’d,, well- get this far with you.

He gave a nod of approval, pleased you accepted his proposal. Now all that’s left to do is to conjunx ritus, the last step, the deal sealer.

He walked up to you, bending a bit so he could properly reach you. He extended his servos to you, holding your small ones in his large ones, intermingling his digits with yours.

“,,,shall we?”

He was curious, curious if you were ready. Being bonded to a Ex-warlord is a,, hefty job, he knows he’s not perfect, and that sometimes he’s very,, stand offish. But you never snapped at him, so did you truly want him,,? Crave him like he’s craved you for millennia,,?

“We shall.”

Those two words sounded more like a promise, a promise to him. He gave a curt nod and held you close, clicking open his chassis and exposing his spark to you. He patiently waited for you to open yours, always curious to what your spark looked like.

Once you clicked yours open, servos and panels retracting, Did he finally get to see your spark. It was beautiful, a vibrant orb of life, its color matched your (O/C) so of course it belonged to you. It radiated comfort and warmth.

The two of you watched as you held one another, your sparks intertwining beautifully, the sensation was unreal, warm and full of fondness for one another. The colors mixed, and twirled around the other.

After such an intimate moment your chassis’s retracted, locking back into place. You two felt as one, complete. You could feel his unyielding loyalty and love through such a bond, and he could feel your genuine care and affection through yours.

He let out a breath he was holding, now bonded to someone- not just someone, you. His ruby optics glanced down at you, eyeing you with fondness and utmost care.

“Was that,,, alright?”

He asked softly, his voice box still gravelly and rough. He wanted to know if he did it right, wanting to be sure you were one now.

You gave a gentle nod, flashing a smile as you excitedly shook his servos. You two were a couple now! From now on until eternity! You were excited for this shared future, a future with your lover!

“It was,,, amazing! I can’t believe it! We- we’re one now!-“

You couldn’t help but squeal, catching the old warlord off guard. He smiled down at you, glad and overjoyed about how well such an intimate moment went. You were very enthusiastic of it, and he couldn’t help but join in on such an attitude.

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Deathsaurus strutted down the corridors of the fortress, broad and proud. You walked by his side, your arm clung to his, the two of you being official now. Loving gazes sent to one another, nearby soldiers gawked at the sight, many surprised and some confused.

A nearby soldier grunted in distaste and dug through his chamber, flicking Shanix over to a fellow soldier, said soldier was full of glee, eagerly stuffing away the Shanix, proud he won such a bet.

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👉👈I really love him and…

[robokisser2000]

Can you do dratchrod tickles?

oh! I’m sorry this took so long, I unfortunately don’t know how to write that. Maybe you could request something else,,? Sorry!

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me n a fren :3

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I’m very sorry for the recent inconvenience of posting other people’s art without credit, I’m still fairly new to the website but I honestly should have known that it was wrong, but sadly I didn’t.

I’ll make sure to be more mindful next time, and remember the artist to properly credit them and ask. Thank you guys again for telling me it was wrong too, I honestly didn’t know it was.

thank you guys again and have a lovely day/or/night.

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hey, I’ve uploaded my art to my tumblr now. I’d really appreciate it if you’d delete your post.

thank you

ah alright then! Sorry for the inconvenience!

[robokisser2000]

MEGATRON AND OPTIMUS ARE A COUPLE IN THE TRANSFORMERS 1 MOVIE,,,!!!!

WOWEE!

[robokisser2000]

Nvm- I remembered I had a blog full of ratchet simps so..

[robokisser2000]

IM GOING TO SO MANY WALMARTS

I SAW TARN ONE TIME AND IM ON THE HUNT

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that’s like- the best position though..

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https://discord.gg/6VwVRnRg

Erhm- my discord, kinda scawy-

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I’m still figuring out discord, kinda scary