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sosilliest · 16 days
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very messy skywarp art… hehehe 🤭
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silenthilllz · 2 years
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Trying to think of a good name for Thundercracker because tagging him as TC in my blog isn’t good enough, 😭
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Hey I love your work is the best if your not busy can you the humans are cute AU we’re the cons meet a baby human for the first time and can’t help but coo and snuggle the little baby?
The Nemesis was a busy ship. There was always something that needed to be done, orders to follow, repairs to be made. That's why Megatron found it increasingly odd that he couldn't find a single decepticon as he stalked through the hallways.
It was quiet, with only the low groan of the bulkhead echoing through the halls. Megatron punched the door to the medbay but when he looked inside he saw no one, not a trace of that scam of a medic Hook.
He frowned and continued down the halls when he heard it. The distant sounds of multiple voices, soft and gentle.
Two words that definitely didn't belong on a warship.
Worried what foolishness his decepticon warriors had found themselves in now, Megatron marched down the hallway until he found himself at the command deck. Of course they had all gathered here.
The door opened and Megatron found most of his soldiers huddled together, backs turned and hyper focused on whatever they were surrounding.
The corner of his mouth twitched as he heard someone make the most ridiculous, nonsensical sound he had ever heard in his 4 million years of life.
"Ah goochie goochie goo, goochie goochie goo!"
"What the frag are you idiots doing?"
As the leader of the decepticons and a warlord responsible for the deaths of billions, Megatron was used to getting the respect he deserved, be it fear, admiration or awe. So when a dozen or so faces turned around, frowning, and shushed at him, he immediately felt the energon rush to his head in anger.
"You dare-" Megatron declared, taking one step forward before Skywap of all people turned around, held his hands out and shushed him.
"Shhh! You're gonna scare it!" he whisper-yelled.
Megatron frowned even harder and continued stomping forward. "I want an explanation and I want it n-" The crowd of decepticons lightly parted, allowing Megatron to finally see what they had been so entranced by.
He blinked. Then manually reset his optical feed to make sure they weren't malfunctioning. Nope. It was still there.
Lying in a yellow stroller was a human infant. Pudgy cheeks, big, bright eyes and the softest looking hair Megatron had ever seen. Only it's face and arms could be seen, the rest of its body covered by a knitted blanket as it was wearing a pale blue jumpsuit covered in white dots.
"What-" he cleared his throat, voice oddly high pitched. "What is the meaning of this?"
Ramjet, who was closest to him, looked up. "We just wanna take a look at the baby, sir. Most of us have never seen one in real life before and well..." He looked back at the baby who just at that moment decided to laugh, causing all the gathered decepticons too coo at it. "It's just so fragging damn cute!"
Scrapper slapped the back of Ramjet's helmet. "Don't swear in front of the baby!"
Instead of reacting with anger and a retaliating strike back as he might have in usual circumstances, Ramjet bowed his head in apparent shame. "Ah, sorry about that."
Megatron stared at the baby and the baby, attracted by the sudden noise, met his optics. For a couple of seconds, the baby and Megatron simply stared at each other.
Then it smiled.
Megatron had to manually lock his joints together to stop himself from reaching over and pinching its little cheek. He had an image to uphold!
"And how," he forced himself to look away from the adorable infant, "did it get here?"
There was a notable lack of answers. In fact, it became eerily quiet. Looking up, Megatron saw that none of the decepticon's would meet his optics. Swindle was still dangling a stolen wallet above the baby but his face had gone pale. Megatron felt his anger grow as slowly things started to click into place.
"Whose baby is this?" he growled. The decepticons exchanged various guilty looks. Megatron grit his denta. "Who stole the baby?"
At that moment, the door to the command deck opened. In strode Soundwave, carrying a crib. Behind him were his cassettes, holding a variety of baby formula, toys, clothes and diapers. Upon seeing Megatron, they all stopped at the door, optics wide. All except for Soundwave who was reading a datapad that he was carrying in his other servo, focused on whatever was written on it.
"Soundwave: has returned. Thanks you for watching-" Soundwave looked up and froze mid step. Megatron crossed his arms, frowning. Behind him, the rest of the decepticons were owlishly staring.
"Anything you want to tell me, Soundwave?" Megatron asked.
Soundwave's gaze flickered from Megatron, to the baby and then back to Megatron again. For a bot with both a visor and a face guard, he managed to look extremely guilty. "Megatron: has already met Soundwave Jr. then?"
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loveofbots · 10 months
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Bro I’m high as hell rn and we have made some discoveries of sluts
Megataint
StarCREAM
SkyWAP
ThunderCLAPPER
COCKTANE
Cockwave
Sexwave
asstrowang
Clitzwing
Rodipenis
Penis Prime
Magnuts
Kuck (Kup)
BumbleBOOBS
grimdick
Jizz
Dude the list is so long
IronWHORE
WHIRE (whirl)
Cockdown
Metal_Pipe.MP3
Tit-Tide
Dominant Ambus
Ultra Assmus
Minimus Ambitchs
Edit:
Optimum dong
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eitherlyingorstupid · 4 months
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G1 Beachcomber sees some humans have a slogan of "make love, not war" and decides to adopt it. Which gives him the idea of offering a little free use thing for the Decepticons. After all, they're probably all pent up. They could use a good interface or two, right?
Knowing Optimus Prime probably wouldn't approve, Beachcomber enlists fellow pacifist First Aid to help him build the contraption he needs. Basically a metal box with "love > war" written on it, and a hole cut in the side. It's just big enough for a minibot to curl up in there, pressing their valve against the hole.
Said box is then put in an area where the Seekers are known to patrol. Cosmos comes along, too, hovering in alt-mode and ready to vaporize anyone who gets too cocky. First Aid rides inside him, ready to render emergency medical attention if the 'Cons get rough.
Sure enough, Thundercracker and Skywarp eventually come along and find the box. Thundercracker thinks it's an obvious trap, but Skywarp is curious. Eventually, he gives in and lets Skywarp test out the free hole (secretly hoping there's a guillotine or something inside that'll chop off his spike).
Surprisingly, it's not a trap, and Skywap throughly enjoys himself with the box. Thundercracker, who hasnt had a good frag in a while, eventually caves and takes over after Skywarp overloads. He comms the other Decepticons to come and check it out, and soon Starscream and Reflector arrive at the box.
Starscream is curious as to what Autobot is depraved enough to offer up their hole like this, but he won't turn down the opportunity. Reflector finds the hole perfectly suited to their spikes, not too large or too small.
Meanwhile, Beachcomber is having a wonderful time inside the box, taking it like an absolute champ and making a tally of the total overloads (both his own and his visitors'). After the fifth one, Reflector finally pries the box open and pulls Beachcomber out.
Cosmos is ready to dive through the cloud cover and start shooting, but Beachcomber comms him to hold his fire because Reflector has decided to start riding his spike now. They say something about every other Decepticon spike being far too big (or too small, in Rumble and Frenzy's case) for them, and each component rides Beachcomber in turn.
Somebody asks why Beachcomber's doing this (and why they shouldn't just blast him away right now) and he replies that it's fun. Decepticons don't seem like they ever have fun, so why not provide them a little entertainment?
He ends up sandwiched between Starscream and Skywarp, with his face buried in the latter's valve. Thundercracker is watching (a bit warily, since he still thinks there some trick or catch to this) while his trinemates enjoy Beachcomber.
Once everyone's transfluid tanks are nearly depleted, Starscream finally calls it off and tells the Decepticons to return to the base. Beachcomber, sleepy and satisfied, is picked up by Cosmos and flown back to the Ark while First Aid checks him over.
Hes surprised to find no real damage beyond some scrapes and scratches; despite being quite a bit larger than Beachcomber, the Seekers have been gentle with their free hole.
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hanedasama · 1 year
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little little skywap!
I made it out of wool felt ♪( ´▽`)
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unicronian · 1 year
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emsiesecretstuff · 4 years
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Touched starved for Tfp Starscream
(I said I wasn’t gonna do TFP stuff which is why this ask has sat around in my inbox for two months but then I devised this. So consider this a treat but I probably won’t do any TFP after this point)
"Well, that's all for your check-up. A clean bill of health," Knock Out said, examining the datapad, "Unless there's anything else you need?"
Starscream looked at the doctor. Wondering if he should say anything. Sure, on paper he was fine, but there was something else he desperately needed.
He had been going through his old files and stumbled across a holophoto album. He had idly flicked through it at first, but then he spent hour going over the old photos.
He had found an old photo of Skyfire, his bondmate. So huge and yet so gentle, with arms that would carefully wrap around him and comfort him and hold him close. Starscream had never in his life felt more secure than when Skyfire was holding him. He fondly remembered all the evenings he spent just snuggled into Skyfire's arms. Then Skyfire had gone missing after that unfortunate mission they'd had together.
Then he saw a photo of his trine. Long dead after the fall of Vos. He had lost both of them in one fell swoop. He suddenly remembered how they would huddle and sleep together, normally in a sort of messy entanglement of limbs, often with Skywarp rolling around and then flopping his arm right over Starscream's face. But they had always been together, trines needed close comfort and contact and they were always there when Starscream needed comfort and affection, and then so quickly that had been torn from him.
He was a seeker, and seekers seemed designed to seek out physical touch and affection, from family to trines to bondmates, it seemed there was never a place a seeker could go without the constant reassurance of physical affection.
And now that was gone. He missed his trine and his bondmate and his sire and carrier. He was maybe the only seeker left. Some days he felt he wanted nothing more than to simply be held by one of them again. He chirped as he thought of those days.
He felt so desperate and lonely without it. He wondered if he could ask Knock Out for that. Just a simple hug. He felt that was all he needed. He wondered about asking.
But the doctor wouldn't understand. Grounders never did. He'd never be able to explain the simple comfort mere touch would bring without it seeming like there was something more there.
"No. Don't worry doctor, I'm fine. Your work is as impeccable as always." And with that he left.
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raysofsinshine · 3 years
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i am making a collection of nsfw name puns/rhymes etc
[X] Prime Dick
Ultra Magnum Dong
Drift’s driftwood
Wing’s Wang
Pharma’s Phallus
SkyWAP
Jazz’s Jizz
Ratchtits/Ratchdick
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ichorandpride · 7 years
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hrhsrhhsgrhhsr youre so cute with skywaper hhshrgr
you were so excited that you said skywap
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silenthilllz · 2 years
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Misspelled Skywarp today as SKYWAP
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thecommunicube · 11 years
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Robot Chicken: Decepticons Attack! (by adultswim)
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hopelesslyshipping · 11 years
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I've been feeling sick.
/picks up a pen
Skywarp happens. At least one of us are happy.
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