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soo, my fìrst post after long time. Here is my humanization of Megatron from Transformers Prime, his real appearance (the first two pictures) and his past during the height of the war. I'm bad at English, so, the translation may not be accurate.
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“Nikolai,” he corrected. “But I’ve also been known to answer to ‘sweetheart’ or ‘handsome.”
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Bad quality but they certainly aren’t
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Bro…ik you sent me an ask but i wanna hear ur thots on prof!diluc
professor!diluc who glares at you when you come into class wearing that tiny little skirt and oh so revealing top. it's so hard for him to teach, sporting the biggest boner he's ever had. and when you look up at him innocently, spreading your legs under your desk, showing that you've got nothing on underneath, the pencil in his hand snaps and he's immediately growling at you to stay after class.
professor!diluc who grips your hips as hard as he can, surely leaving bruises as he fucks you on his desk so hard your fingers dig into the wood and leave scratch marks. he bends down, growling into your ear about having to teach you some proper classroom etiquette.
professor!diluc who stills inside of you, just as your about to cum, then pulls out and jerks off till he's leaving his mark all over your pretty cunt, making sure to get some on your skirt as well. doesn't matter how much you cry and beg, he refuses to let you cum, sending you back out, legs wobbly and covered in cum with no panties to hide it.
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That one kodocha scene redraw but make it dilumi.. bcs idk i just feel they would comfort each other ✌️
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Jealousy jealousy
Pairing: Diluc x fem!Reader (she/her pronouns)
Summary: People get vile when their are jealous. Even worse when they feel they are being robbed and she was about to take him from the people.
Warnings: verbal harassment and bullying, hateful comments, ebing called a golddigger, crying
A/N: The idea is good idk about the excecution though, I'm questioning it plus I feel rusty from not writting anything for the past 3 months or so.
“He has money of course!” Whispers floated through the air, vile words and false rumors surrounding her being and wrapping around her neck, the tight noose choking her until she gasped for air. Ever since the engagement announcement was made, the whole of Mondstadt had suddenly turned grim observing her every move only to later chastise her amongst the tavern’s patrons. Vile things had been said before; unbased rumors, minor scandals even an affair accusation all in the hopes of opening her fiance's eyes to her nonexistent manipulation. Every single time she fought tooth and nail to uphold her admirable facade, squashing the attempts with only a few kind words. She was charismatic, she was smart and above all she was resourceful, there was no matter she couldn’t conquer. Everyone, however, has their limits and hers had been reached the day after their engagement.
“Mondstadt’s number one bachelor is finally getting married to that girl, did you hear?”
“Only wants him for his money. I wouldn’t be surprised if he ends up poisoned in a year.”
“She must be a witch! Surely master Diluc would’ve seen through her lies!”
In one ear, out the other, inhale and exhale, repeat. It had become routine eventually. Murmurs followed her through the cobblestone streets and icy stares pierced her back as she made her purchases. Calm and collected, warm and welcoming, a calming presence and a sweet smile, worked in her favor every time. A perfectly sculpted mask for the perfect Ragnivir to be. She hated it. Diluc knew nothing of this; if he did no one would dare utter a peep in her presence. She didn’t want to evoke fear though, she just wanted to be left alone. Convincing herself that everything was under control was a hard task, one she had to remind herself everyday to uphold or else everything threatened to tear at the seams. Love undying is destructive, makes you put your all on the line for the other person’s happiness and Diluc deserved it the most out of everyone.
“Donna would be such a good match for him.”
“Look at her spending his money like that, what a disgrace.”
“How could he possibly love her?”
The winery was a safe haven. The staff never side eyed her, they always smiled and greeted her warmly, Adelinde enveloped her in a tight hug on bad days and Elzer sought her out for special wine testing. And Diluc, her sweet Diluc, who usually comes home after her, who plops himself in her arms the moment he sees her sprawled on the couch, who kisses her engagement ring before bed placing her hand over his heart. Diluc who loves seeing her in his clothes after a rough night, who carries her to the kitchen when she gets hungry in the early hours of dawn. Diluc, who proposed silk flowers and glaze lilies instead of cecilias and dandelions because he knows she prefers them. If only she could stay in her little utopia forever.
“I heard something unnerving at the tavern today.” It was two months after the beginning of the slander when Diluc found out. Usually the people were careful; only speak badly on the streets and other shops, never bring her up in Angel’s share, don’t mention anything bad to Captain Kaeya, stay mindful of the lovestruck fool she has bewitched. Apparently they became reckless. Sloppy. “How long?”
Silence. Her fingers fidgeted with her fork, eyes trained on the mahogany table tracing all the little swirls the wood made. She could feel him staring at her, begging her to tell him- no, confirm- his fears. The sound of the chair scraping the floor went unnoticed by her, too focused on not answering realizing he had moved only when he hooked his index under her chin, nudging it up.
“Darling, how long?” Tears pricked her eyes and soon she was sobbing, everything she had been holding inside her chest spilling on the dinner table. He soothed her, his ungloved hand running through her hair while the other pushed her deeper into his chest, squeezing her tight when she gasped for air through her sobs. She told him everything, from how they began to the ruthlessness they showed her now. He rocked them back and forth, eyes screwing shut as all their awful words fell from her lips. “I’ll make this right, I promise you.” He kissed the crown of her head, letting his lips linger for half a second longer. “I promise you, my love.” It would only take a week for him to put everyone in their place by means he would not disclose. Afterall, he is Master Diluc.
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Someone, please, write the cheesyest fanfiction about them!
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Bad quality but they certainly aren’t
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