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kinkcember day nineteen

tws/content- boot fetish/stepping, degradation, sir kink, sadism/masochism, cybertronian reader

tfa sentinel prime x reader

“Disgusting...” the prime growls, pushing you over from your place on your knees, making you grunt when you hit the floor. You whimper when his heel presses against your inner thigh. “Bad bot, getting charged over this."

“Nh- 'm sorry sir-” you whimper, getting cut off by your own moans. You close your eyes in discomfort from the sting of hitting the ground. Sentinel scoffs, presumably dissatisfied with your softness. He smirks and carefully places his pede flush against your panel. You whine, curling your legs up towards your body. “Sir!”

“Mute it.” he huffs, jolting his pede down and making your array sting for a klik. “You better stay still, like a good little piece of shareware would.”

“Y-yes sir...” you submit, tilting your head back and letting your panels slide open, your thigh plating squeezes around his lower leg when you feel his sole against your array. You open your intake with a silent scream, the stimulation forces you to arch your back strut. “A-ah!”

“Mute it.” he growls, emphasizing each word with a little shove up against your outer node. You clamp a servo over your intake to muffle a wanton moan.

“Frh- nh!” your voice cracks in a result of trying to silence it, a violent stir of white hot pleasure rages through your system, making you shiver. “Sir!”

“You just don't know how to be quiet, huh?”

“N- nh!” you whine and shake as his pede scrubs against your valve, forcing you to clamp your thighs around his leg once again. Your mind fogs over with pleasure, you clench your denta together in an effort to keep your functional thoughts. In a sad attempt to keep yourself from overloading, you try to shove him off of you, you paw at his leg plating uselessly, the little motions and jolts only increasing the sharp feeling. Your frame withers, curling up as you overload under his boot.

He scoffs, shoving his heel into your exterior node and stepping off of you. It makes you flinch in overstimulating pleasure, you whimper as you roll to your side and curl up further.

“Ahh... nnh...” you pant, you look up at the tall blue bot with a sort of desperate expression. “Hnn...”

“Worthless scrap.” he mutters, looking down at you with a disgusted look. Sentinel gives your frame a rough nudge with his pede, kicking you but only enough to not bruise or hurt you. You flinch, sighing in the relief of the warm afterglow.

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kinktober day eighteen

tfa sentinel x reader

tws/content- toys, public (office), finger biting, masturbation, sounding

Sentinel gasps when the vibrator’s intensity increases and decreases in the blink of an optic. He scowls when he hears a ping on his datapad from you.

Y/n: Thinking of you <3

He frowns, pressing his thighs together. He'll get you back. The intensity of the vibrations fluctuates again, forcing him to bite his lip and throw his helm back.

"Dammit..." he sighs, taking a glance at the door to see if it was locked, it is. He lets his interface panels slide away, exposing his warm and wet array to the cold office air. Should he really do this? Run the risk of getting caught or disappointing you? He sighs, shakily putting his digits against his valve mesh, making slow, circular motions.

Y/n: Primus, you're probably already touching your valve, dripping and weeping from your spike just thinking about me touching you.

Damn it, he hates when you're right.

How can he not get transfluid all over his office? The last time he had to clean up after himself right after overload, he couldn't really enjoy it... Sentinel looks up at his desk, blue optics landing on a thinner writing utensil. Almost perfect. But good enough.

He grabs the utensil, swiping it over his tongue before putting the tip against the slit of his spike.

"Frag..." he gasps, pushing the blunt side of the utensil into his spike. Sentinel winces, baring his denta at the soon-to-be pleasurable stretch. He pushes it deeper, making sure it wouldn't dip inside of his spike, keeping a small amount of pressure at the end of the writing utensil so it won't slip out. He whines, trying not to look at the sight of his own array. It already feels like he's on the edge, Sentinel tosses his helm back and lets his intake open. The prime wraps a servo around his spike, squeezing it gently and feeling the unusual, but enjoyable sensation of the intrusion. "Ngh..."

The blue bot gives his spike a gentle pump, gasping, pulling the writing utensil along with his servo. The bio lights along his spike flash and pulse erratically. He whines and sighs exasperatedly, gingerly stroking up and down his spike, feeling the hotness in his core stir jarringly. Sentinel bites his derma, trying not to make any louder noises. Why the hell couldn't he just wait to come back home and frag you, like a normal bot would do?

The feeling flares up in his core again, he tenses in his office chair. He instinctively shoves two digits into his intake, thighs shaking in anticipation and pleasure.

This is going to be such a long day...

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I’m going insane..

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i love your writing! i’m recently new to your blog but i’ve scoured your whole page, lol! i can’t wait to see more from you in the future

i was wondering if you’d be willing to write a one shot for TFP!breakdown x trans!male!reader x TFP!knockout? nsfw- maybe with orgasm denial and body writing?

thank you if you do!

:Handsome: Knockout comms, licking at your sex and squeezing your side. Breakdown smiles, quickly writing the letters on your skin before Knockout could comm him again.

:Gorgeous: He comms again, looking up at you and humming and letting his vents push warm air onto your body.

:Delicious: Breakdown chuckles at that, gently scribbling the letters on the side of your thigh, dangerously close to a pulsing area, already stuffed and overwhelmed with glossa.

You shiver in their servos, squirming against the skin safe marker and the cold material of their servos, Breakdown's servo supporting your back, Knockout's against your thighs.

You don't think you can take much more of this teasing, you're already overstimulated with their ministrations, the scents, the different textures, it was all too much. Aftercare would be heavenly.

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happy palentines day paleontology edition

bonus

geology one

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i love love LOVE how you write shockwave he's so cute... definitely see him with an "opposites attract" kind of relationship :)

could I please request a TFP Shockwave X Reader (bot or human, whatever works best for you!) nsfw oneshot? reader is silly and sexy and knows how to rile up shockwave, regardless of how illogical he thinks it is, he gets turned on everytime ;)

he is touch starved and deserves sum lovin !

“Sweetspark,” You say in a singsong tone, practically bouncing into his lab and standing next to your conjunx.

"Y/n." Shockwave greets quietly, his optic trained on a small beaker in his gentle hand. An orange liquid swirls inside of the glass object, yellow flashes of light shining through the opaque watery substance.

An arm snakes its way around his waist plating and he freezes. You know that he'll do that every time you touch him, it's something that has been routine and expected, even if your touches to him should've been routine and expected to him.

Your poor partner, always fretting and worrying- was his plating too hot or too cold? Did his shrinking away make you feel unwelcome?

Thank Primus he had communicated with you about his issues regarding physical affection. He's never had it before, he's embarrassed about it, he loves every touch but is only willing to admit it when you're both about to fall into recharge.

Despite all of that, you still love him.

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Sentinel prime: *doesn't allow gays in the elite guard*

The public: what are you homophobic ?

Sentinel prime:

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Sentinel fans what is your least favorite thing about TFA that annoyed the hell out of you?

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how does he see

how…. HOW

NOT EVEN SHOCKWAVE HAS THAT LARGE OF A CHEST

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Heyo! Could you write cuddling hcs for tfp, tfa and RID bumblebee? Reader is a gn plus size human btw. If it’s too many then just tfp and RID then pls ^-^ thank you!!

Bumblebee Cuddling Headcanons (sfw)

Heyooo thank you for requesting!! Haven't written hcs in a while so it's been a nice refresher!

Reader is implied to be plus sized, gender neutral and human

TFP

- The sweetest, with the gentleness of a saint.

- He will constantly beep for permission before even laying a servo on you, knowing how important it is to not push you into doing anything you dislike.

- Despite his exuberant personality, he's very timid regarding physical touch. You'll need to take the lead to give him some encouragement.

- "It's okay, Bee, c'mere."

- If you accept and take the lead, there will be no shortage of soft touches. Bee just loves how soft you feel pressed against him.

- Lay on him. Please. You're not heavy to him at all. Lay on his chest or cradle in his neck, wherever you feel most safe, as long as he can touch you.

- Will give you gentle head nudges and nuzzles in place of kisses.

RID15

- He's also considered rather sweet but exudes more passion and romance in his movements.

- If you're resting alone, Bee will gently approach you and lay a servo on your back or side.

- Especially if you're relaxing outdoors, it's even more enticing if it's under the Milky Way.

- "Hey, mind if I join you?"

- He will protectively curl around you, pulling you close to him with your hips.

- Bee loves to play with your hair/massage your head, amazed at how relaxed you get when he does.

- But what he loves even more is teasing and squeezing your squishy parts gently, finding it one of the more endearing parts about you physically.

- Gentle kisses wherever he can reach. Your back, head, tummy, hands, lips; he will appreciate and worship you like the celestial being you are.

TFA

- Expect spontaneous, affectionate cuddle sessions with this version of Bee.

- On the couch? In your comfy bed? Wherever you are, he will search for you and jump into your soft arms (metaphorically, of course, to minimise bruising).

- The one to most likely seek you out for his comfort. Either from a long day or to find refuge from the rest of Team Prime for teasing him.

- Whatever it is, he'll always come to you.

- Wants to lay on your lap and nuzzle into your soft tummy more often than not but is not opposed to the opposite.

- "Can I stay here for a little while? I promise it won't be for long..." Please don't fall for it; he always lies.

- Intense, playfully romantic staring competitions/try not to kiss each other challenges. Bee always loses, though; he just can't resist how cute you look when your face gets red, trying not to laugh.

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hello ;3

may i slip in a request cyberverse meteorfire and a human reader, meteorfire finding little human reader and deciding to poke and press and the reader (can be recorded or not)? there can be pressing of the bladder involved if you so choose, or maybe a squeezing kink...? anything you want to write for<3

have fun take your time love you pookie bear<3

Cyberverse Meteorfire x afab! gn! human reader

lil bit nervous to post this, but fuck it we ball

also for those unfamiliar with aussie slang, "darlin'" is mostly gender-neutral over here

Warnings: Bladder holding, dub-con, human kink, body squeezing, size kink

Word count: 592

"You're a strange little thing, aren't ya darlin'?" Meteorfire leers above you, a camera hovering just above the bed he's got you tied to, "Nevah seen a human quite like you before."

You choose to stay silent, still traumatised from being plucked from your backyard by this alien. Though, the way this guy is speaking to you, he's making you feel like you're the alien. A metal chain and collar around your neck further confirm your speculations. Not to mention being talked down to and documented with the camera as if you belong on Animal Planet.

"Now, humans are notoriously known for being a bit aggro. Which is why I've taken tha necessary precautions to keep it from lashin' out." He gives the chain around your neck a few light tugs, and you can't help the growl that emanates up your throat.

"But if there's one thing ya gotta know about humans," Meteorfire wraps his metallic hand around your waist, giving it a light squeeze, "It's how fragile and squishy they are."

Your breath hitches in your throat, and a burst of adrenaline rushes through you, thinking you're about to be crushed to death. He only has to squeeze a little bit more before you end up with a perforated lung. It's making you feel lightheaded and dizzy, and you pray that you don't pass out.

Meteorfire lets out a hearty laugh, "Yeah, nah, I wouldn't do that," He releases his grip, and you let out a desperate gasp, but he keeps a finger pressed just below your belly button, "I ain't that cruel."

Heaving your chest, you train your eyes to where he keeps his pointer finger. And it's become painfully aware to you how long it's been since you've...uh...relieved yourself, in the most politest way possible. But this guy definitely knows what he's doing or has done way too much research on humans. Because you start to squirm at his touch, small whimpers escape your lips.

Meteorfire notices this and narrows his optics to the small wet patch between your crotch, "My my, looks like the little human is enjoying this..." His voice lowers, circling his finger and slowly trailing to the wet patch.

Fuck. You really need to go; you're on the cusp of losing control of your bladder. All you can think about is wanting to squeeze your thighs together, but you can't when the mech has his hands spreading them apart.

"C'mon, darlin'," Meteorfire digs his fingers underneath the band of your pants and pulls them off you, undergarments included, which seem to be already drenched, "Show me what you humans are made for..." It's like he's no longer talking to the invisible audience through the camera and more to himself, far too deep in his xenophilic fantasy to realise.

Meteorfire groans, using his other hand to massage through your folds, dipping his finger inside your drenched cunt. It's warm wet and sends a visible shiver up his spinal strut, "Slag... I've always wondered..."

"Please..." You whimper-beg. You're unsure what for, though. Maybe you're in too deep, too, because being finger fucked unwillingly by an alien robot feels so good, yet so wrong.

Meteorfire is genuinely surprised you can talk, but his curiosity is piqued.

"Ohh, so you can talk, ey?" Meteorfire curls his finger and massages your aching bladder, causing you to arch your back and cry, "Well, in that case, the name's Meteorfire." He presses down on your bladder again and grins.

"And that's tha only thing I wanna hear comin' out from your mouth."

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Ooooh Crochet! Whatcha working on? I'm here for any projects you want to share!I'm working a baby blanket a friend commissioned for a coworker atm.

i am currently working on a yarn holder hammock thing to store all of my skeins in, but its gonna take a whilekhsdklgjs

i've made two mushroom trinket holders and a scarf in all, so just started :)

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hello everyone!

my apologies for not posting lately.

a little update about my blog- i will be writing i swear. the disappearing wip page may or may not come back. i love writing a lot, but i may switch to only posting on fridays. we'll see how it goes.

i've gotten into crocheting and i'm baking a lot more now! i'm going to be taking a break from writing only for the month of april, because it's my birth month. it's going to be an exciting month, because i'm taking an online german course/class as well. i wish you all a lovely month, i hope everyone stays safe!