#fyrestrike

[blueluneacy]

Can I have 2,7,12,and 23 for Jotaro and Kakyoin if that is okay if not you pick which one.

Heck yeah!

Warnings: dub con, edging, double penetration, coming inside

You groaned around Jotaro’s cock as you tried to squeeze your legs around Kakyoin’s head, frustrated with the way Hierophant Green was holding you against the bed. Your eyes were practically rolled back into your head, teased by these two men who called themselves your husbands for far too long. 

“You’re so sweet, (Y/n)... The two of you look so good together…” Kakyoin pulled away, cooing as he watched Jotaro thrust down your throat without a care.

“You’re being too sweet on them. This is supposed to be a punishment, remember?” Jotaro grumbled, his voice low and hoarse. You were shocked at how the two of them were still going, making use of your body several times now for their pleasure, while leaving you tantalizingly on the edge, begging for release.

“Hmmm, but I can’t help it. I can see you bulging in their throat.” Kakyoin chuckled, and apparently that was enough for Jotaro to groan, thrusting in your throat a few more times before cumming, forcing you to swallow. You whimpered as you took it all, gasping as he pulled out, feeling pretty much dazed as your body clenched around nothing, the two of them just looking over you.

“P-Please… Need you, ‘m sorry for being bad, need you….”  You moaned out, leaving the two of them to laugh, Kakyoin pressing his fingers inside of you and watching you squirm in your attempts to buck against him. Jotaro smirked, leaning in to the press kisses against your neck. You whimpered, trying to squirm away from his toothy markings, only for him to chuckle.

“You’re so cute when you’re struggling. Noriaki’s got you held down so pretty for the two of us.” He teased, listening to you moan as Kakyoin pulled out his fingers and pressed inside of you. You were so prepared for the two of them that he slipped in without even the slightest of issue, only relief washing over you.

“God, you have no idea how amazing you are, do you? You’re still so tight… Jotaro, you have to feel them, it feels so good…” Kakyoin told his other lover, pulling you up and into his lap so that your back was to his chest, moving his hands to your thighs to spread them wide. Jotaro just hummed, making his way over to the two of you as your eyes widened.

“W-Wait, I don’t think the two of you will both fit, I-I-” You tried to protest, but Jotaro just shushed you as he pressed up against your still dripping hole.

“Shhh, I know you can handle us. Besides, don’t you want to cum on our cocks? Want your husbands to make you feel good?” Jotaro cooed into your ear, and god, you just moaned out, the idea of finally being able to find some release enough to make you lust drunkenly nod as Jotaro started to press inside you. God, it still even barely hurt, a light sting as you had been properly prepared to take the two of them, the three of you moaning together as Jotaro fully sheathed himself inside of you.

“That’s it, so good, you both feel so good…” Kakyoin moaned, his head lolling back and he began to roll his hips into you, Jotaro quickly pacing his rhythm to leave you practically screaming out as you tried to match their pace.

“Let my hands go, please, wanna feel you, wanna hold you, please, Jotaro, Noriaki, need you, god-!” You cried out, completely losing any sense as the two of them smirked, Hierophant Green letting you free, only for you to slump onto the two of them and grab them for support. You had truly given in to the both of them, you head rolling to the side as Jotaro leaned in to try and bite at your neck, mottling your skin with bruises as he thrust into you. You tried to push him away a little, but he just tutted, kissing the angry kiss.

“Sweetheart, We have to mark you. How else is everyone gonna know you’re ours?” Jotaro cooed, his words quickly becoming law inside of your muddled mind.

“That’s right, we’ll do whatever it takes if it means we’ll be together forever, my sweet. Marking you is just a part of that, be good and let Jotaro cover you in love bites…” Kakyoin told you, his voice breathy as you just nodded, lazily turning your head to the side to give Jotaro full access to your neck, leaving him to growl, pleased with your submission.

“P-Please, so close, need you both, please, more, fuck me more, g-god, pleeease…” You moaned out, your eyes practically rolling into the back of your head as your tongue lolled slightly to the side, completely deranged from the pleasure you were feeling. The two of them looked at each other, and with a silent conversation you weren’t a part of, then nodded, beginning to fuck you harder as they neared their own ends.

“That’s it, cum for us. Show us who you belong to.”

“Show us how pretty of a face you’ll make while you cum all over our cocks.” With their words, all you could do is give in, moaning out loudly as you dug your nails into their forearms, moaning as you finally were able to reach ecstasy. Kakyoin and Jotaro moaned, pressing into you once more before cumming inside of you, leaving you just to whine and you felt them fill you over, already leaking out of you slightly. You leaned back against Kakyoin, your eyes fluttering shut as the two of them pressed kisses against you, praising you for how well you did. But you didn’t even care about that anymore. You were just so tired.

If anything needed to be done while you rested, you knew the two of them would take care of it. There was a certain comfort in that as you slipped into unconsciousness. 

[writeyouin]

The autobot human friend(animated) decides to sneak to the decepticon cave and give them a Christmas no matter what

TFA Reader Insert – Spreading Joy

A/N – Merry Holidays, two years late (So sorry, I was always bad at timing.)

Warnings – None.

Rating – T

“(Y/N), are you okay?” Optimus asked, frowning concernedly at you.

“Hm?” You blinked, noticing that he was staring at you. “Sorry Optimus, did you say something?”

“I asked if you wanted to help us decorate the base tonight for your holiday, Christmas, but you didn’t answer. So, is everything alright?”

You blushed at having been caught not paying attention, “Yes, sorry. I suppose I was just thinking about some things.”

“A shanix for your thoughts?”

“I was just wondering whether the holidays will see you fighting the Decepticons again, or if they’ll be quiet this year.”

“Don’t worry about it. I’m sure everything will be just fine.”

“I suppose so. I just wish that Megatron could see the beauty of our planet, like you guys do.”

“Sorry (Y/N), but some things never change. Megatron is just one of those things. It’s nice that you’re hoping for a better future for the ‘Cons, but it’s better if you don’t waste your time tonight.”

“Sure,” You said, walking over to the group who were putting up the tree, though as you decorated, you couldn’t help thinking of Scrooge in from the Christmas Carol. Sure, he was only a fictional character, but he had been shown the way to change; maybe the Decepticons could be given that opportunity as-well.

As Christmas drew nearer, you hadn’t been able to stop thinking about the Decepticons and the comparison to Scrooge you had accidentally made. Perhaps, if you could give them a real Christmas, they might find the beauty in your small planet after all.

Fortunately, you knew that Sari’s father, Professor Sumdac, had been working on a private plane that would make travel possible for anyone with a regular driving licence. It’s one flaw? It couldn’t be picked up on any radar thus far; hopefully that would count for Cybertronian radar as well.

“Thank you, Professor Sumdac,” You beamed, relieved that he was allowing you to test out his plane at your request. All you’d had to do was tell him that you wished to lend a hand with the toys for tots delivery and he had been putty in your hands.

“No problem (Y/N). I’m glad that it’s you requesting the test-run instead of the military. Toys for tots is a much better use for my inventions than a silly war.”

You grinned at that. At least it was true that you weren’t using the plane for a war; in fact, you were trying to end one.

After hauling various boxes of Christmas decorations into the plane, you took off, finding it more than easy to fly the simple machine. You plotted the coordinates to the Decepticon lair, hoping that there would be no way for Professor Sumdac to find out where you had gone when you returned the plane to him.

Although you felt that what you were doing the right thing to do, you couldn’t help feeling anxious that it was a silly pipe-dream. All the same, you tried calming your jittery nerves by humming the various Christmas songs you knew.

Finally, in the chorus of ‘Do they Know it’s Christmas,’ you spotted the Decepticon lair. You couldn’t see if anyone was outside because of the heavy snowfall blocking your view. You only hoped that the snow covered you as well in case anyone was out on patrol.

Landing among the cover of trees near the mines, you lugged out the boxes of decorations, glad that you’d had the foresight to bring a dolly to carry them; after all, it would speed things up and you were relying on speed so you didn’t run into any of your unwitting hosts.

“Alright Decepticons, get ready to be blasted with joy,” You whispered to yourself, taking your first tentative steps into the old mines.

Every step felt heavy with trepidation. You kept to the sides of the mines, often stopping to look around or listen for anyone coming. Only once did you fear that your heart might stop as Lugnut and Blitzwing walked right past you. Fortunately, Blitzwing was in his Random mood, tormenting Lugnut into a rage; the pair passed you, too deep in their argument to notice a stray human on the ground. Once they were gone, you remained where you were, too scared to move any further in case they came back.

After ten minutes or so, you finally left the safety of your shadowy corner to head further into the lair, stopping only when you reached the main cavern where the Decepticons clearly spent most of their time.

“Okay,” You breathed, when you sure that Blitzwing, Lugnut or Megatron weren’t anywhere nearby. “Time to get things moving.”

You had never decorated so fast in your life. Then again, you had never had the threat of being held hostage to motivate you. First, you set up an inflatable tree which was the only thing you could get to match the Decepticons size without help. While the electric pump slowly brought the tree to life you wrapped red and silver tinsel around the computer’s keyboard, adding colourful fairy lights afterwards.

Since the tree itself couldn’t hold any baubles, you hung them of various stalagmites, which you also sprayed with artificial snow. Everywhere you went, you made sure to throw some glitter around for good measure.  Once you had placed some large stuffed toys of Santa, snowmen, and elves in various locations, you surveyed your work. Granted, it was still a mine and there was little you could do to make it homier, but you didn’t think it was a bad job, especially when you hung the Merry Christmas banner as high as you could near the entrance.

You were almost finished but you had one more box which was the most special of all. It had taken a lot of time, but you had made a tiny replica of each Decepticon and wrapped them up individually in paper the colour of each bot. Their names hung off them, printed in fancy cursive that you had to use a stencil to write.

As a last touch, you left two Christmas films that you hoped the Decepticons would watch. The first was the film that had inspired your miniature quest, A Christmas Carol. The second was a film you thought Icy and Blitzwing would enjoy a lot more, Die Hard.

Once everything was set up and in place, you snuck out of the Decepticon base, hoping that your stunt to make the Cybertronians love Earth would work.

Megatron was not amused by what he saw when he returned to the base. He wanted to punish his subordinates for their hijinks and order them to take down the infernal rubbish that had been placed around the base. Yet, as the pair sat in front of the computer, watching a human known only as John McClane battle it out on screen with the intellectually superior Hans Gruber, he revelled in the peace; at least the trashy Earth media was keeping them quiet for a while.

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[mistabullets]

For the dirty talk kink ask maybe some Jotaro with breeding/hypnosis link if that's okay

“Just listen to my words and only mine. Hngh, what a good girl. Mmm, you’re going to be so beautiful when I fill you up with my cum. You’re only going to have my children, you want to only be bred by me. Do you understand, dear?”

[liaswritesrobots]

if it's okay can I get some head cannons for IDW Megatron, Ultra Magnus, and rung reacting to a s/o female (or anything you want) who is sharing movies/novels of HP Lovecraft, Stephen King, and Edgar Allan Poe(if that's okay) to show them some good and famous reads from some horror authors

Megatron:

When you lend him the books he happily reads them. He appreciates that you indulge his soft spot for literature.

He didn't quite expect the books to turn out to be horror books but he does find himself intrigued by these stories and poems.

He really likes Edgar Allen Poe's work and asks to borrow any books and poems you have that he wrote.

His favorite is Spirits of the Dead, he says it really speaks to his spark.

Ultra Magnus:

He is always happy to find new things to read so when you let him borrow some of your books he reads them right away.

He gets a bit disturbed by some of the stories, especially those of HP Lovecraft because he's seen creatures across the galaxy that could easily be mistaken for one of those book's monsters.

He finds them interesting though, even if horror isn't really his thing. He seems to like Stephen King's work the most, the stories are very interesting to him.

His favorite is the Green Mile series, he feels bad for Coffey.

Rung:

He gets excited when you lend him some of your books to read. He's curious about human stories and wants to know more.

He gets creeped out by some of the stories, but he's very fascinated by the human imagination and the things they come up with in these books.

He finds himself liking Stephen King's books the most, he likes the twists, even if he can predict some of them.

His favorite is The Shining, it gives him chills but he can't put it down.

[abbacchiosbelt]

Yeah mine is Hypnosis/mind control and I am not sure who would be down other than the pillar men and Dio

ooh, hypnosis and mind control are very underrated! hmm, i agree that i  think both of those groups would be interested... dio would be curious to see just how much control you truly gave to him when under his spell. it’d be entertaining and arousing to him.

kars? totally into it. he already knows you’re loyal to him, but to have you completely bound to his word and will via hypnosis? he loves it. esidisi likes it for similar reasons, though he may be more into the teasing side of things and making you do things you might normally not... wamuu will be a bit shy about it, i think, but willing to try it out. santana will be intrigued by it, and may even be willing to let you do it to him.

[wri0thesley]

Dadtaro is the best like 100% he would be the best to cuddle but he does one smirk or growl and your just putty and he would 100% love cuddles from a chubby s/o. He comes home after a long day of teaching and just hugs them lifting their shirt and just rests he face in your chest like it's his peaceful space and star loves nuzzling you

i fucking LOVE like. mid 40s dadtaro. scarred. eyepatch. dad bod. sexy. he’s soft and warm and he cuddles but he’s also absolutely capable of being the hard as nails all powerful stand user who saved the world like twice? and all of his students have crushes on him but you’re the one being bent over his desk when he gets home and kissed until he’s not stressed anymore? anyway. dadtaro hot

[zenniet]

Megatron (g1) not noticing that his human s/o is dresses as a succubus only to find out it's not a costume she is a succubus? Happy Halloween!

He seemed shocked at first, when you had first told him that it was actually your human appearance that was the real costume. He’d adjusted much faster than you thought he would, though, citing something about having seen much stranger things back on Cybertron. He had left it at that, seemingly not putting two and two together and realizing that you were propositioning him.

Truth is, he had known full well what you wanted. As usual for him, he wanted to lead you on, to tease you a little bit. He left you to walk around all day as your true form, ruminating on what you had told him, how you’d come clean, and how he decided to do nothing with that information. It lit a fire in you in more ways than one.

When you storm back to your shared quarters, more than just a little angry at him, that’s when he does something. That’s when he takes you up on your previous offer. Because what fun is it when you’re ready for it? No, he wants you feisty and needy under him, willing to do whatever he wants while still being mad that you are. That is when he shows how glad he is that you told him the truth.

[petitelepus]

o guy youd sorry I haven't been on much (due to an ankle injury)also how are you?) Can you do Megatron an fyrestrike enjoying the first snow or christmas together?

It’s… Beautiful.

Fyrestike watched from the mountain’s mouth how snow falls and covers the forest around you in thick blankets of snow. Obviously, it had been raining over the night, how else were the trees and ground already covered, but the snow kept coming during the morning when you woke up.

It was something she never expected to see. Back then when she was an Autobot she heard Sari talk about how snow and Christmas were essential parts of winter.

She kneeled down and absent-mindedly started to draw shapes on the snow. One turns out looking a lot like a star or as what humans describe star looking like. Cartoonish.

“What’s happening here?”

Fyrestrike pushed herself on her pedes and turned to greet her Lord and Conjunx. Megatron. She saluted her Lord and smiled slightly. “It’s snowing my Lord. Isn’t it pretty?”

Megatron didn’t seem to agree with her by the look of his scowl. “We don’t have time to fool around with this planet’s nature’s occurrences. We have a space bridge to build!” He snapped and she nodded in submission. Megatron turned to return to caverns and she followed behind him quietly.

“My lord?”

“Yes, my queen?”

“When you take over Cybertron, may I have Earth on winters? I find the snow and coldness alluring.”

Megatron stopped on his tracks and she almost collided with him. He turned towards her and grabbed her by her chin as he made her look deep into his crimson optics.

“When I have Cybertron in my hands, you can enjoy this planet’s weather as its ruler.” He said and Fyrestrike’s optics widened. “You mean–!”

“Yes. Earth will be yours to do whatever you want to. You can start your own colony if you wish to.” He crooned and she swooned. “You will come to visit me, right?”

“I wouldn’t let you rule alone.” He promised and Fyrestrike sighed, happily leaning in and kissing her lord. Megatron returned the kiss with the same enthusiasm and when he pulled back he smirked.

“Care for some oil, my queen?”

“Lead the way, my lord.”

[askburningpassion]

Cookies, scarf, and presents

Karai was surprised when she was given those items. For all she knew, Christmas was rarely celebrated in Japan by the locals here. Mostly just the foreign white merchants coming here for trading business. But... It does feel nice to be given wonderful gifts during special occasions. Rarely had she ever received presents from someone else. Her mother, close relatives and friends are just exceptions. With a faint hint of a blush...

"Thank you, Miss Fyrestrike..."

[coefore]

JoJo's Bizzare adventure

I love JJBA, my favourite parts are 5 and 7 so I’m very happy 5 got animated in such a good quality ahahaha 

[milliebellae]

Can you draw animated Megatron if not that's okay and I love your art!

I hope I did alright! Sorry, it looks rushed..

[blueluneacy]

Can you write maybe Jotaro(4)and a s/o with a stand(devil darling is mine I came up with) get stuck in some raunchy posses as they fight a stand user while josuke heals the others? If not Thatscci pick, unhappy

Sure! I did my best with this!

Warnings: implied violence, blood

“Stay down.” Jotaro had his hand pressed against your chest, pushing you against the wall while you gripped your arm in pain. That stand had gotten you pretty good, sure, but it had gotten Koichi a lot worse. You had to wait your turn to get healed, pray that the enemy wouldn’t spot you before Josuke got to you. You looked up at Jotaro, gulping a bit. 

“I can… I can still fight. Don’t worry about me.” You told Jotaro, trying to move away, only for him to press against you closer. 

“Any more damage to your arm and you might not be able to use it again. Sit this one out. Please.” Jotaro replied. Please… You had never heard him use words like that before. You knew Jotaro was a strong stand user, but you worried about exactly what would happen if he had to carry around dead weight. And currently, that’s what you were. But, he seemed so desperate. You reached up to touch his face, gasping a bit when he pulled you closer, pressed up against you tightly. 

“I… Jotaro, are you okay? What’s going on?” You asked, trying to laugh a bit. “I mean, it’s just a bunch of bumps and scrapes, nothing to really be worried about. I wouldn’t think too hard about all this-” 

“You’re lying to me. Stop it.” He simply told you, those blue eyes staring into your soul. You gasped and swallowed. You always had a little bit of a crush on Jotaro, but this was just sort of intense. You felt your heart speed up just a little bit, leaving you to swallow and nod.

“I just don’t want to hold you back.” You told him, finally taking a look at your arm. It was dripping blood. You did your best to ignore it. 

“I… (Y/n). Please, just let me protect you. I promise, Josuke will be here soon. There’s nothing for you to worry about.” He told you, leaving you just to nod and do your best to relax in Jotaro’s grasp. This was super embarrassing, and when Josuke found the two of you like this, you knew that you were going to endure a lifetime of teasing. But for the moment, you let yourself be held, let yourself be protected by this man, as he guarded you from the wandering eye of the enemy. 

“I’m sorry. I hope Josuke is here soon, I know I’m keeping you from finishing the fight.” You mumbled, leaving Jotaro just to run a hand through your hair. This was nice, but you would never admit it. “Good grief. You’re not holding me back. All I want to do is protect you. Don’t worry about it.” He replied with an eyeroll. You knew if his hands were free, he would be pulling his hat down to cover his expression like he always did. But in this instance, you were able to see just the flash of embarrassment over his eyes and he held you, and you felt your heart speed up just a little bit. You opened your mouth to speak, but unfortunately-

“(Y/n)! We’re here, don’t worry!” You heard Koichi yell out to you, Josuke in tow. Jotaro quickly let go of you, revealing your bloody arm to the two of them. You heard Josuke audibly gasp.

“He really got you good, didn’t he? No problem, just hold still for a minute.” Josuke told you, Crazy Diamond already starting to heal your arm. The pain started to dissipate almost immediately. But, during it all, you couldn’t help but look at Jotaro. You noticed how as your arm healed, he seemed to relax. You wondered slightly if he was glad to see your healed, but you shook the thought off. He was just happy to see that he wouldn’t have to take care of you anymore, you were sure of it. 

And yet, the thought of Jotaro actually caring about you like you cared for him still lingered.

[writeyouin]

A femme bot s/o giving tfa Megatron, tfa Optimus, and Tfa Ultra Magnus presents that are Handmade. (Also have a greats day and don't work too hard!)

Transformers X Reader Drabbles – Hand-Made

A/N – What is better than writing on Christmas-Eve-Eve with the best jams on ever. Baby it’s Cold Outside. Also, thank you sweet-pea, don’t worry my duck, I’m a jobless bum rn, so I can work over hard on the writing.

Warnings – None.

Rating – T

TFA Megatron

“So, what do you think?” You beamed proudly as Megatron inspected the item you had just given him; it was a servo-sized wooden carving of Cybertron, as the planet was in the good old days. On such a drab planet as Earth, you thought that he might like a reminder of home and what the two of you were fighting for.

“What is this for?” Megatron asked boredly.

“Okay, so the humans of this planet celebrate something called Hannukamas or was it Christannuka? Maybe it was Kwanzannuka or Christtide… Yulemas? They all have so many different names for the same event…. It might have been-”

“Get on with it,” Megatron growled.

“Right. So, anyway, on this holiday, humans celebrate by doing a bunch of weird stuff. Most of it doesn’t make sense, like why do they need to dress trees? I don’t even know why humans wear clothes, so why should a tree?” Megatron glared at you and you hurried along in your speech, eager to please him. “Anyway, one part that does make sense is showing their loved ones how much they appreciate them with a gift. Then I thought what is the one thing Megatron doesn’t have? And so, I made you this bauble of Cybertron.”

Megatron didn’t like the implication that there was anything he didn’t own, or at least would not someday own. He got up, standing over you furiously; whether you were his Conjunx Endura or not, he would not have you wasting time on silly trinkets when there was a war to be won.

“You really wish to please me, (Y/N)?”

You nodded hopefully.

“Then get back to work and don’t bother wasting your time on these incessant, worthless organic HOLIDAYS, EVER AGAIN.”

You gulped, holding back coolant that threatened to spill from your optics, “I- I- Yes, Lord Megatron.”

Once you had left, Megatron held his head in his servos; you only ever referred to him as ‘Lord’ when you were upset. He didn’t blame you for feeling distressed after he had treated you so coldly, yet he could not risk looking weak even to you, and if yelling meant he wouldn’t cry then he would do so. All the same, whether you knew so or not, Megatron would cherish the tiny Cybertron with all his spark, and he was already planning ways he could make it up to you for whatever the silly human holiday was called.

TFA Optimus Prime

Optimus stared at the large knitted jumper in his servos. It was blue and depicted the Autobot insignia surrounded by snowflakes. He didn’t know what to say about the gift you had presented him for Christmas. To him, it didn’t matter that the jumper had multiple large holes, nor that Cybertronians didn’t wear clothes. All that mattered was that you had been thinking of him at this ‘most wonderful time of the year.’

“Okay precious,” You grinned happily. “I’m going to take it that you like it since you’re smiling all goofy.”

Optimus blushed, glad the rest of his team were with Sari in the base’s main room decorating the tree, so they didn’t see him like this; he was teased enough about his relationship with you without adding any more awkwardness to it.

Optimus buried his helm into the jumper’s soft wool, “It’s perfect.”

You put your servos on his cheeks, guiding his face till he was looking at you. “Merry Christmas Optimus. I love you.”

“…I love you too, (Y/N).”

“Optimus?”

“Yes?”

“Since tomorrow is Christmas and I guess we celebrate that now… Will you do something for me?”

“What is it?”

“I want to perform the Conjunx rites tomorrow.”

“(Y/N)- Are you- Did you just-”

You stared into Optimus’ cyan blue optics, smiling hopefully, “Optimus Prime, will you make me the happiest Cybertronian in the universe and be my Conjunx Endura?”

Optimus dropped the jumper into his lap and pulled you into a tight hug, “I love you so much (Y/N).”

“Is that a yes?”

Optimus kissed your helm, murmuring a hushed, “Yes.”

TFA Ultra Magnus

You waited patiently for the meeting Ultra Magnus had called with you, Jazz, and Sentinel Prime to end, staying behind when he dismissed the other two so you could present your report. This was how Ultra Magnus liked to keep your relationship; you would always be co-workers first when others were around, and partners only when official business was over.

“(Y/N),” Ultra Magnus addressed you formally, holding the Magnus hammer, as he usually did for official business. 

“Sir?”

“Welcome back to Cybertron. Did you find anything on your reconnaissance mission to Earth?”

“Well Sir, I observed the Autobots dwelling there for quite some time and I am afraid to say that they are right. The Decepticons seemingly have spread their reach that far and do indeed inhabit that planet.”

“Hmm,” Ultra Magnus sighed thoughtfully. “It is of little surprise that Optimus Prime was right. He was one of my best students once. Was there any truth to his claims about Megatron?”

“Not that I have found, Sir. However, I wouldn’t refute the young Prime’s claims without further investigation. I found that all his other reports were accurate, and it would be unwise to brush off claims of Megatron’s presence as if he were only a minor problem.”

“Agreed. Did you find the Decepticon base during your trip to Earth?”

You cast your eyes to the ground sadly, as you always did when you had to give Ultra Magnus bad news. “Unfortunately not, Sir.”

Ultra Magnus sighed again, though somewhat more tiredly than before. “Is there anything else to report (Y/N)?”

“Nothing official, though if I may, I’d like to talk about Earth, off the record Sir.”

“Permission granted.”

“Magnus,” You said sweetly, using his name instead of his title to indicate that you were speaking as his partner instead of his subordinate. “I didn’t interact with the Earthlings, so I could maintain my cover, like you ordered, but I did observe them during my missions. It seems to me that Earth is so full of life and we should do everything we can to protect it. I think… I believe that we Cybertronians might have been wrong about organic life.”

“How so?” Ultra Magnus asked, intrigued.

“Well, I know some organics we’ve come across aren’t exactly intelligent, and most are down-right hostile, but the inhabitants of Earth seem to have such a delicate balance. I’ve never seen anything like it before. Not to mention the humans seem to have their own culture, and I saw them do so many interesting things, some of which you wouldn’t even believe organic life capable of. I think we should-”

You were interrupted by the ship’s alarm, indicating a priority call from Cybertron. Upon seeing that it was Longarm Prime hailing Ultra Magnus, you excused yourself, having too low a rank to bear witness to such a call. Glumly, you made your way to Ultra Magnus’ hab-suite, entering to leave the gift you had planned to give him, after you had explained the human tradition of Christmas. You grabbed his datapad and left a note for him, detailing human holidays, only afterwards adding a personal note.

To my darling Ultra Magnus. This is a book of pressed flowers. Please, let it act as a reminder that all organic life is worth preserving.

I love you with all my spark.

Happy Holidays.

Your (Y/N).

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[badly-drawn-tarantulas]

Have a happy Valentine's day *gives a prowl or Springer plushie/body pillow your choice*

While I appreciate the gesture, I think I have something a little better.

[abbacchiosbelt]

I want to see a stand that can hypnotize someone like mind control because like you could do the party tricks but then you get your favorite JoJo/Anyone and just one look and boom you can rewrite memories and stuff that would be super crazy in part 3 or 4 or maybe like hypnosis hamon it would mate part 2 funnier like idk why but hypnosis is 100% hott!

ooooh, interesting 👀

i agree, it is very hot!!

[primeadv]

your typo struck me with inspiration @fyrestrike