#sparkles answers

[hedwigoprah]

Spicy romance prompt

“Let me distract you.”

This is me trying to give you a softer one to start lol

I got this one twice, so I'll do one from Veryl's POV and the other from Emmrich's. Thank you, this was a soft start lol. I guess technically it's nsfw under the cut. But even then, I still think this is pretty tame.

There was a sigh. Deep enough that had Veryl glancing up from her book and observing the man next to her.

Emmrich stared pensively into the fire that crackled and popped in the hearth, exuding warmth that sank into chilled, achey bones. Hossburg's weather had been especially harsh this visit. Even a warm bath had not managed to thaw the way her muscles seemed to be frozen.

To compound that ache, after a short rest, they were due to confront Hezzenkoss within the week. She imagined that Emmrich must be feeling the weight of that event and already thinking far forward to it's repercussions.

She could see him over-thinking as she closed her book and slipped from her own chair. She cringed a little as he bare feet touch down on the cold stone floor. Raising to her toes to minimize contact, she made quick work of closing the distance between herself and his chair. Pulling the book he wasn't actually reading from his hands, placing it on the side table, lifting the length of her nightshirt and straddling his lap.

Though his hands automatically found her hips as she settled against him, it took a moment for his focus to switch from the fire to her eyes. His thoughts were still so far away, she just knew it.

"Where were you?" She asked quietly, seeking his attention, studying his irises. Her hands came up to touch gently along his cheeks, brushing at the hair behind his ears. While letting him recoup, Veryl leaned in to him, arching and splaying her knees as far as she could. She ran her nose along his jaw, pressing kisses along the lightly stubbled ridge.

"Oh, the usual quandaries, Darling." Emmrich mused, leaning away to provide her better access. Veryl moved her hand to slip under his loose, linen shirt collar, tracing fingers into his chest hair. Her hips rolled against him as she sought out his ear lobe with her lips. When he was abstracted like this, she tried to provide extra attentive encouragement.

"hmm," Veryl responded. It was a low, throaty sound that had Emmrich exhaling deeply and goosebumps rising under Veryl's fingers along his chest. His hands moved along the bend in her spine, reaching around to cup her ass gently in his hands. As his fingers kneaded her flesh, his hands guiding her hips as they found a rhythm together.

Emmrich sucked in a breath as she bit into his neck, sucking just a bit as she ground her pelvis against him. She licked at the already bruising spot, trying to ease the pain she caused. Her own shudder had her wriggling in his grip.

A rich and earthy laugh emanated from Emmrich as he finally captured her lips with his own, breathing in deeply as she open for him. Her hands sought purchase along his shoulders as she rocked against him, pleased to finally feel a return on her efforts making itself known.

His tongue stroked against hers and she sighed into him, hands coming up to sink her fingers into his hair. His hands exerted gentle strength and pressed her down, raising up with his own gentle thrust.

As kisses quickened and heart beats started to beat in time, the worked together to loosen the drawstring on his pants. Once free, Veryl wasted no time in sliding him home to her center, clenching and pulling him in to where he belonged. The warmth of the fire was finally penetrating as she rode him right there in the wingbacked chair, gripping the high back as she impaled herself with him.

She was sure that Emmrich was saying something but she couldn't hear the letters as she worked them both over, efforts making her heart thrum in her ears. His long fingers wrapped along her ribs, holding her torso stable as he lavished her chest with delectable, wet, attention.

As she felt the precipice draw near, and watched as Emmrich's eyes started to glaze over, Veryl reached for his face with her hand. She grasped his chin firmly and drew him up so she could delve her tongue into his mouth, biting down on his lip as she shared her voice with him. She hoped it would be enough for him to join her as she flung herself from the ledge.

Veryl threw her head back and arched into Emmrich, insisting that he keep her upright in his lap while her head fell back. He collapsed against her, reaching his own end and resting his forehead against her sternum.

Veryl relished the feeling of Emmrich cage of warmth as his arms banded around her back, holding her to him. She tilted his head back with a finger under his chin and smoothed the errant hairs that drifted across his forehead before placing a small kiss on his elegant nose. His hazel eyes looked focused, clear.

"What were you sighing about?" She asked quietly.

Emmrich paused. His brow crinkled and then lifted in surprise as a laugh burst from him, "I don't rightly know."

[a-very-sparkly-nerd]

Rayllum comedy fic from the ask game?

was gonna be if they'd freed all her parents

She stood up and crossed over to stand in front of the wardrobe, crossing her arms. “What do you think will happen if you come out?”

“Uh… you kidnap me and drag me down to meet your parents.”

She scoffed. “You’re being ridiculous. If I was going to do that, I would have done it by now. My parents will love you. And even if they don’t, they’re just gonna have to deal with it. They all owe me.”

Callum poked his head out, his hair even more staticky than normal. “That’s not reassuring.”

“You’re going to have to do it eventually.”

“Or not. I can just avoid them forever.”

Rayla pulled one wardrobe door open and propped her weight against it so Callum couldn’t pull it closed. “Tell me the worst-case scenario of meeting my parents.”

“Uh… they hate me and try to kill everyone.”

“Will I let that happen?”

“No, but there’s one of you and three of them.”

“Again, I say, they all owe me. And they’ve all been trapped in coins for so long, I’m surprised they can stand. And Zym’s here, so if worst comes to worst, he can pull rank.”

“Why do you make such good points?”

“I've thought this argument over and over in my head until I fall asleep.” Rayla straightened his scarf on his neck, glancing up to look him in the eyes. “I'm probably more nervous than you, to be honest. I'm just good at hiding it.”

Callum kissed her cheek. “I'm pretty sure you can't hide anything from me.”

She chuckled. “I guess I can't. Come on.”

[eeveesparkles]

Hey what do you think about this little guy. His name Rover and he from Planet 51.

I have no idea who he is but he’s silly and I love him

[egophiliac]

So,I read silver's relaxation vigente and now I'm sad for the poor boy. If lilia broke up silver's curse why is it acting so strongly on him?

to be fair, the chronological placement of his birthday story just doesn't make any sense in general. like, it can only really take place during his second year, since Ace and Malleus are both there...yet we have seen pretty definitively what Silver was doing on the evening before/morning of his 18th birthday, and it was very much NOT his history homework. this myth?

jk jk I think it's just one of those card stories that's meant to be more...perpendicular to canon, if that makes sense? 😅 like a lot of them aren't really supposed to fit into a specific point in the timeline; instead all the characters and relationships tend to be somewhere vaguely post-episode 1 (occasionally with a bonus post-6 Ortho) except Yuu is already friends with everyone and nobody is surprised to hear them call Malleus Tsunotarou.

mostly they can get away with it, but it starts getting a bit weird with the cards that are supposed to be set at specific times. :T for those I think you gotta just kind of suspend your disbelief and take 'em as, like...little what-if AUs, or something like that! it's not exactly not canon, but more like. this is Silver's birthday if none of the narrative development happened and so his curse is still in effect, or something. 🤷 uhhhh basically Twst's timeline is an eldritch thing that cannot be perceived by mortal eyes, to try will lead to nothing but suffering, down this path dwells only madness.

that said I do 100% accept the presented canon that Silver's roommate is in eternal torment. this is the real victim of Twst right here.

[crispy-art-on-fire]

I adore and treasure how bliztop and shockjazz are just two autobots pulling bad bitches like damn one's a powerful triple-changer who is insane (in general and FOR Op) and another is a scary shapeshifter who can and will turn someone into a puppet/destroy an entire fraction slowly to have a whole family. Do Optimus and Jazz ever just sit down for a drink and be like ...whoa? O.O

ps I imagine if the day shockjazz 'accidentally' have a sparkling together, the War just takes a break because Shockwave cannot have that in the background

Post-Calculated Love they have support meetings of "in a relationship with a Decepticon" in order to deal with habits that make others look at them like they're going to die. (Blitzwing conflict resolution being "fight to the death" while Shockwave is. Himself.)

Also that is so true ShockJazz sparkling is gonna grow up in peace times and Primus help anyone who tries to stir the pot.

[shima-draws]

Just got back from seeing Sonic 3 and HOOOOOOLY SHIT y’all. Oh my fucking god. OH my god. Ohhhh my g o d

[rememberwren]

Johnny showing you that being a slut is okay by pleading you to fuck him however you want, sit on his face, pin him down, ride him until he is an overstimulated trembling mess. Whispers all of that into your pussy, describing what else you can do to him, his hips grinding against the mattress eagerly to overstimulate himself in advance.

When you finally give up and climb on top of him, sinking onto his cock, he gets all loud, squirming under you desperately but not trying to move away one bit. Begs you to hold his hands above his head, keeps them up even if you let go, thriving on the idea of being restricted. Pleads, begs, prays the whole time, describing in minute details how needy he feels and how good you are. Vocals his need for you to pick up the pace, then pathetically cries out for you to slow down because he can't cum yet, not yet, please, he needs to feel more first.

Each time you lean closer to find your balance, whines into your mouth: "Am... Am I a good slut for ye? Am I a good slut for ye, bonnie?". Cums extra time of you mutter the degrading praise back into his mouth for the first time in the evening.

Have a good day!

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[quibbs126]

A random thing I devised in my head today that I just randomly feel like sharing. Probably isn't much good though, and I probably won't do anything with the idea, I just feel like telling, I guess

Basically this just stemmed from me thinking of the idea of Transformers One Orion and D-16 being unaware for a comically long time that they have a sparkling coming, mostly because the cogless bots are not given proper education on the matter given they aren't supposed to have sparklings. But also I found the idea funny

But also it's not like just straight up a normal pregnancy, there's at least a pod/egg stage, and even during that time, they are unaware

The situation I best devised in my head actually has no carrying cycle at all for them, but instead, while in the mines one day, one of them finds a really cool looking glowing metal rock, and they decide to just take it back home with them since it doesn't look like mineable Energon anyways. It's also comfortably warm to the touch, nice to cuddle

It's actually a sparkling pod, but they don't know that. Granted, assuming that this is where sparklings usually come from, you'd assume they'd be more briefed on the subject, but I don't know, maybe they don't normally appear this deep underground. And Orion probably smuggled it back because Elita likely wouldn't let him keep random cave junk, especially if it glows

So they take it back, taking turns as to who has it, and giving it a nice and comfortable little display to watch it from (its glow also seems to fluctuate based on its comfortability, but they brush it off as them not really understanding how rocks work), some miners probably joke about how it's basically their sparkling the way they treat it (they are also unaware), but they don't really care

Then the movie happens, and afterwards when Optimus comes to move his old stuff (as well as D-16's), he decides to take their glowy rock with him, as a reminder of their old life and how happy they used to be. However shortly after, the rock stops glowing entirely, something that has never happened before. Optimus doesn't really know why it happened, but it makes him sad and doesn't help the symbolic meaning, as it seems like their past has seemingly completely died out, and even his old ways can't save it like it used to

Then the next morning, he wakes up to find the rock crumbled and destroyed, but also, that a small sparkling conveniently the same size as the rock is now in his room, either exploring or sleeping right next to him. And he quickly realizes "Oh shit that was a pod. We accidentally incubated a whole child"

[witchofthesouls]

I wish there were more TFP kids into sparklings, but in the flavor that the bitties are little feral menaces that chewed their way into the hearts of the Autobots and Decepticons.

Like spicy hissy kittens squashed into debatably safe and very cramped spaces in the name of being left alone as adult Cybertronians attempt to get them to come out with food.

Bonus points if it's the Vehicons (+Breakdown as supervisor) that are acting as the village/parents that stepped up

[hedwigoprah]

Moribund feels like a good word for friends….(:

An excellent suggestion! I’ll add this to my list and start getting to work on something.

Thank you for your submission!

Heads up to anyone that sees this, this is going in the hopper for a few weeks from now.

[a-very-sparkly-nerd]

tell meee who is this couple and how are they so fucking gorgeous???

EVERLARKKKKKK

[eeveesparkles]

I've been looking for you. Got something I'm supposed to deliver - your hands only.

Let's see here...

Looks like that's it. Got to go.

*disappears*

Uhhh… thanks, I guess??? XD

[blue-thief]

considering kaiser's backstory i kinda doubt this is alcohol. besides, the legal drinking age in japan is 20 and since it's implied kaiser was born in december, i seriously doubt he's 20 at this point. what the fuck is he drinking

[crispy-art-on-fire]

Hmmm I wonder What Baby Bee looked like

Like a potato with limbs. Newborns can already walk and move their limbs but they're very bad at it as they absorb the coding from other more mature bots. Shockwave unfortunately, missed stubby round period of bee's life and took him in when he basically looked like Bumblebee but smaller.

[numberonetribble]

When your love for each other is so great and it becomes something bigger than either of you, oh that's family baby!

[moonstruckmoony]

MCtober 2024 - History of Magic Class

(I added numbers on the speech bubbles bcs I fucked up the composition... and I may have read only manga lately hence the right to left.. sorry bout that)

Winter loves History of Magic, though, admittedly, she dozed off in the first few classes. Furious with herself for “wasting time” instead of properly studying the subject, she decided to always sit beside Amit—the passionate student—and focus entirely on her own reading, ignoring Professor Binns' droning. And when she’s stuck with certain topics or in need of more enlightenment for things not mentioned in the textbook, she came with a barrage of questions for Professor Binns.

Ominis always grumbles because her endless questions interrupt his well-deserved nap time. The rest of the class roll their eyes at this "QnA sessions". Others are able to blissfully ignore, but a few secretly enjoyed Winter’s mini-interrogation. Anything to make Binns’ lectures a little less of a sleep spell, I guess.

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*Disclaimer: Information are taken from multiple Harry Potter Wiki Pages specifically about Ulick Gamp (first British Minister for Magic), International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy, and the Leaky Cauldron. I wrote them into a script, run them through Quillbot/Grammarly (bcs I suck at proper English and it’s not my native language), and tweaked a few sentences in chatGPT so they'll sound more like English vocabs & phrases used in 1890.