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fiftyshadesofmetal · 9 days

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Blog/Ask Rules and Info

This blog is mainly going to be for my fetish/kink/nsfw transformers or general robot/mech nsfw content

I'm very new to tumblr, please be patient! I'm still figuring out how to do all the things and such so if I send multiple asks, reblog something oddly, or my general 'tumblr etiquette' is odd i'm sorry =0X

Requests are allowed, but check out the characters I'm willing to do and the kinks/things I'm willing to draw before asking, since if it doesn't align with that then I def won't do it. If it does follow all my rules, its not a given that I may do it

REQUESTS OPEN

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✅ Characters:

Sunstreaker (IDW1/IDW2/MTME/g1)

Sideswipe (IDW1/IDW2/G1/Tfa)

Arcee (IDW1)

Cheetor (Beastwars/IDW1/Cyberverse)

Cosmos (IDW1/g1)

FirstAid (MTMTE/IDW1)

Thundercracker (IDW1)

Bombeshell/Shrapnel/Kickback (G1/IDW/Dreamwave)

Ironhide (IDW1/G1)

Nautica (MTMTE)

Skids (MTMTE)

Blaster (g1/MTMTE/IDW1)

Skywarp (IDW1)

Tracks (g1)

Airraid (g1/WFC)

Whirl (MTMTE)

Grimlock (MTMTE/IDW1)

Scavangers (MTMTE/IDW1)

Fortress Maximus (MTMTE/IDW1)

Airrazor (ROTB/Beastwars/WFC)

Dinobot (Beastwards/WFC)

Needlenose (IDW)

Soundwave (IDW1/g1)

❌Characters:

ANY TFP/TFA/RiD/ES VERSIONS OF CHARACTERS

Bumblebee

Jazz

Prowl

Bob the Insecticon (Please don't ask this, he's a legit animal)

Optimus Prime

DJD

Tailgate

Swerve

Kup

Ratchet

Overlord

Getaway

Brawn

Shockwave

Strongarm

Bulkhead

Alpha Trion

Blurr

Archanid

If your characters not in either the do's/dont's, feel free to send the ask and I'll probably figure out if I would want to do them or not!

✅Kinks:

Oral Vore (Safe/Soft and soft digestion w/ reformation, slight weight gain)

Feederism (Some stuffing/weight gain)

Oviposistion

Petplay

BDSM (Mostly dom/sub, bondage, degradation)

Cumflation

Chasity cage

Valve/Spike piercings

Mouth/Maw shots

Overstimulation

Knotting

Edging

Size Difference/Extreme Size Difference (probably wont do a character any smaller then their partners hand)

❌Kinks:

Scat/farting

Watersports

Noncon

CNC

Large age gap

Age play

Feet

Mech-preg

Knifeplay

Necrophilia

Gore

Breasts/lactation/breastfeeding

Micro/Macro

If you want pairings, just put it in the ask and I'll see about it, as well as if theres any kinks you want that I dont have listed

Blacklist/Block:

Incest/Twincest (No Sunny/Sides shit thats fuckin nasty)

Zoophilia/Beastiality (Can't believe I have to say this, gross, leave bob alone)

Young (Just covering all my bases at this point, but I better not even have to see any shit like that interacting with me)

Proshippers

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pleasantspark · 1 year

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Thesis by Starscreaming

Fandoms: The Transformers (IDW Generation One), Transformers: Prime, Transformers: RoyalFormers (AU)

Explicit

No Archive Warnings Apply

Multi

Tags

No Archive Warnings Apply

Starscream (Transformers)/Rose (OC)

Shockwave/Carina (OC)/Whirl/Cyclonus (Transformers)

Shockwave (Transformers)/Carina (OC)

Shockwave (Transformers)/Original Female Character(s)

Shockwave (Transformers)/Original Character(s)

Shockwave/Whirl (Transformers)

Starscream/Original Characters

Starscream (Transformers)

Rose (OC)

Carina (OC)

Thesis (OC)

Whirl (Transformers)

Cyclonus (Transformers)

Feeding VIA Port (Transformers)

Mech Preg (Transformers)

Pregnancy

Unplanned Pregnancy

RoyalFormers AU - FictitiousColbat

Wordcount: 1.000-5.000

Sticky Sexual Interfacing (Transformers)

Valve Play (Transformers)

Valve Plugs (Transformers)

Valves (Transformers)

Based on a roleplay

crackships

Crackship turned serious

Summary

the·sis /ˈTHēsəs/ noun 1. A statement or theory that is put forward as a premise to be maintained or proved.

The Femme began to heat up and moaned. She shuddered. "Do you have a name for our child?" She asked, she looked up at him sitting in his lap and smiling. Her valve was just above his panel. And she was more than ready to feel it inside her.

Shockwave roamed his hands over her body as he thought about the question she posed. The name of their child? Shockwave paused. Then, it came to him.

"Thesis." Shockwave said simply, looking down at her "I would wish for it to be thesis"

"I..." The Femme started, and looked at Shockwave. "...I love it..." She said and held onto the bot placing his hands on her stomach.

"Thesis... Like the paper..." She hummed and gently smiled.

"I love it..."

"A thesis is also the name of one of the most important things in a scientific paper-that which explains the purpose of the entire paper, puts forward the theory that shall be proved" Shockwave said, before nuzzling his head into her neck.

"And I theorize we shall be wonderful parents."

Series

Part 42 of Transformers

Carina started to blush and looked up at the pair still heating up from the whole contact between her and the two cyclops. Shockwave continued up until he-and of course Whirl- were now face to face with her. He reached out his servo again, stroking her cheek as he did the first time before she ran away. His optic narrowed slightly, but only in the way that he was looking closely at her- letting his normally narrow vision become even more narrow. Focused solely on her

"All we ask if you do not run away again"

"I don't think he'll carry me more if you do" Whirl whispered, leaning over the edge of the cannon rather close as well. He definitely knew the vibe Shockwave was going with, and he could catch in pretty well. "And between you and me, I enjoy sitting on his canon." Whirl added, Carina's face was now as red as it can get, and pretty much she didn't know what to say. This was a huge thing.

So all the femme could say was...

"Of course, anything for you all..." She would stutter out, she didn’t know what to say. This new development made her a little nervous and she didn’t know what to do… She was a little spooked at this. But, it was safe to say she was excited that her feelings were reciprocated.

"If your body is reacting like mine, interfacing may be the next logical step. I have not felt this way for millennia, it is you whom I wish for" Shockwave said, leaning in. He could not kiss, but at the very least, he could show his intimacy through his closeness, and he rubbed his thumb over her lips.

He, thought, at the very least, was making sure his movements never forced Whirl off. Shockwave did not think jealousy was a logical thing, and he would not chase Whirl away as long as he wished to stay there. Though, Whirl would feel the vibration as Shockwave's cannon hummed. Not with danger, but just because the extra heat Shockwave's energon was pumping with was fueling up the weapon.

The single yellow eyed mech wouldn't be lying if the humming and heat didn't do something for him. Just the thought of doing that with either of them only made it better.

"Guessing passengers get to ride all the way?" He asked with a bit of an amused hum at his own joke, it was definitely funny to him. Not sure about the other's but he was amused by himself. His humor was always somewhat of a mixed basket. It can be dark one day, and wholesome (in his own way at least.) in another. Whatever jokes he made, he didn't really care if others were amused by them. Carina slowly but surely began to rub Shockwave's canon with each and every rub she kissed his chassis and the parts on his face she could kiss at least. She tried to be sensual and soft with the rubs. Trying to make sure that Shockwave enjoyed this as much as she does.

#transformers #transformers idw #transformers prime #transformers royalformers au #transformers mtmte #transformers whirl #transformers shockwave #transformers oc #and when the world needed him the most...#he returned...#. 💞 ; txt #. 💕 ; fanfiction.jpg

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brideofcthulhu10 · 4 years

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The Lost Boys Find Out their Fem!S/O is Pregnant [1/4]

Okay so these came out much longer than intended. What can I say, I took the idea and ran with it! So, for your reading pleasure each boy will get his own individual post! 🖤🦇 After this I may do a collective post of pregnancy fluff, you guys let me know. So, without further ado:

David

The first moment you felt something off was when your favorite foods made your head spin. An offering of cheese fries from Marko was ungodly sickening, the warm delicacy reduced to steamy, plastic goo coated on greasy, salty wedges. You politely declining certainly threw him off, and from the corner of his eye David looked your way. It only got worse. Sunlight made you dizzy, you could barely hold down anything with grease, or bread, or… or anything for that matter. Paul would ask if you're okay, you wouldn't even go on the tilt-a-whirl with them yet you looked almost green, dark circles under your eyes. Were you not eating right? It got to the point you started staying home more often. Leave early. Skip a day. Skip a few days.

And then, you just stopped showing up. The boardwalk felt empty without you, and David grew worried. You didn't just up and vanish. Even before you left, the last day you came you were so distant that you couldn't look him in the eyes, barely let him touch you. He'd had enough, if there was one thing he hated, it was being kept it the dark. Well, figuratively.

So there you were, hair tied up, in a massive t-shirt and shorts, staring half-lidded at the flickering TV in front of you, barely illuminating your dimly lit apartment living room. Your windows were open, a rusty old fan feebly attempting to push out the Santa Carla summer from your home while your food sat cold on your coffee table. Two bites in and you had run to the bathroom. At this point you were throwing up bile. Very few things would settle now. So instead it went to waste, sitting there for the flies to chew and be thrown away.

A soft breeze snuck in. It felt almost alive, swirling past your neck, down your back, across your face. But then grew stronger, and that tender touch quickly whipped your hair in your face, making your eyes water. And there he was, all clad in black sitting on your window sill with a solemn expression furrowing that stern brow.

"Where have you been, y/n?" His words rumbled slowly, your name slowly dripping off his tongue. The mere utterance sent chills rapidly down your spine.

"S-Sick," you hesitated to answer, quickly shutting off your tv, grabbing the wasted leftovers to dump in the trash. "Its just a flu, I'll be fine."

David quickly intercepted your path, looking down at you with fierce blue eyes and you immediately took a step back. There wasn't something right about you. "You're lying. You've been gone for almost half a month."

With steeled resolve you clutched the plate tightly, pushing past him into your kitchen "No, I told you I'm just sick-"

"Sick enough to avoid me? Sick enough to vanish for days without so much as a goodbye?" He followed you, always keeping close so you couldn't distance, couldn't resist him. Your avoidance was tiring on him, you could heat his words sharpen with each sentence. The more you tried to pretend there was nothing wrong, the easier it was for him to see there clearly was. "What are you not telling me?"

Your throat was so dry, even swallowing was a task. The urge to cry tempted fluttering eyelashes, and you did your best to rush towards your room. If you could just get to your room you could hide behind your door, not have to see the anger twisting his expression in knots. "I'm not feeling good David, you need to leave."

A gloved hand practically wretched your arm from its socket as it grasped at your wrist, David's shaking palms barely kept underneath. "I'm not leaving until you tell me why you're avoiding me!"

"Let go, David," you demanded, looking away as you tried to claw yourself away. The more you struggled the angrier he got. You've never shunned his presence before, never rejected him like this. A million possibilities cluttered his mind, each one worst than the last.

"You can't even look at me! Your disgust is so clear, its plastered all over your face! Is it someone else?! Does my nature make your stomach turn?!"

"No!"

"Then why?!"

"Because I'm pregnant!"

A cold wave doused any fire left in the room. David was still, his rage replaced by such an indecipherable expression. Frozen in place. The whole world was, there was nothing but the rattling hum of your fan still whittling away at the heat. His grip had loosened, but you didn't dare tear away. The floodgates released the pent up dam of emotions you had been holding back for the past week and a half.

Finally he had released you, almost stumbling back until he leaned against your counter top. Slowly he ran his fingers through his bleached hair, the word rattling around in his brain so long it became foreign tongues. "Preg…," He hesitated to say the phrase aloud. He was dead, physically dead. His heart had stopped decades ago, he had to live off of blood to survive, the possibility of impregnating anyone seemed to be an impossible notion to even consider. Could it have been another…? He looked over at you, at those tearful e/c eyes with such sincerity, such delicate fear that it sent a sharp pain through him. No, this was his doing.

"I-" The first words you spoke came out cracked, it was hard to speak without it feeling like sand scratching your esophagus. "I-I took a test… I even.. went to the doctor to be sure." You rapidly attempted to wipe away the shame on your face, sitting on the edge of your couch before your legs gave way. "I've been so sick, nothing stays. The only thing that didn't make me puke was raw meat. Raw.. it was so disgusting but I just wanted more... I can't even go outside during the day without feeling like I'm gonna faint. I-I… I do-don't know what's happening to me!" Your fingers grasped the sides of you head, nearly hyperventilating while salty droplets spilled onto the floor. That was all it took for him to swoop before you, kneeling down until he had you looking into his eyes. He looked just as afraid as you, and in that moment you could only sob harder as he pulled you so tight against his chest you feared you may break.

"...I'm sorry.." With one trembling hand on your back and the other holding your head on his shoulder. His words were so soft, strained. You never imagined your absence would hurt him this much. "Don't do this alone, princess..."

Those words said everything that could be said. He wasn't leaving you. The thought of what was inside you was frightening, but the mere suggestion of losing you in the process was the worst thing he could picture. You sobbed in his arms, clutching onto aged leather whispering your promises. You'd never hide from him again, never run away. You loved him, and the words didn't even need to be spoken. You both knew.

#lost boys imagine #lost boys 1987 #lost boys #the lost boys #lost boys david #pregnancy #pregnant #vampire pregnancy #female #female s/o #david #keifer sutherland #fanfiction writing #lost boys fanfiction #fanfic #fanfiction

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alirhi · 3 years

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decided to continue after all

Title: Winter's Frost Chapter: 8/? Fandom: MCU Rating: R to be on the safe side Pairing: Loki/Bucky Summary: Loki never told anyone the real reason he became so obsessed with Midgard. Much better to let them think he wanted to hurt his brother than draw their attention to the one thing in the universe that makes the God of Mischief truly vulnerable.

WARNINGS: m/m, semi m-preg? Except not really cuz...gender-bending shapeshifter XD Notes: The Disney+ shows are bothering the hell out of me. So far I've been content to keep my story in the background of the MCU canon, but I'm probably going to start deviating from it soon... I guess technically I'm already deviating here, but whatever lol

He really should have seen it coming. He'd been so focused on Bucky and on angsting over his own newly-revealed origins that the thought simply never occurred to him, but it should have.

A couple of years of peace on the trash heap known as Sakaar, and then his world was turned upside down all over again. Despite his worry for Bucky, Loki had actually been content to lie low in the self-proclaimed world of lost and abandoned things and just enjoy his time with the daughter he really should have known they'd have. He should have just stayed in his male form in that hotel room.

She was too precious for him to regret having her, though. Since both of her parents had dark hair and bright blue eyes, it was impossible to say which parent she favored in looks, but she most certainly had her father's Cheshire Cat smile and inquisitive mind.

"Eira, don't put that in your mouth!" He was trying for stern, he really was, but he couldn't help laughing as his little girl stared up at him guiltily with those enormous blue eyes and, mouth still open, slowly set the little lizard-like creature she was holding down.

"Eira, hm? What a beautiful name."

Loki stiffened; seeing her mother's agitated expression, Eira immediately teleported over to him and he lifted her up before turning to face the source of the deep, gravely voice behind him. "I felt you coming."

Thanos smirked, eyes locked on Eira in a way that made Loki want to take a step back, but he forced himself not to. "And yet you didn't run."

"Why should I? You're nothing to me, and this is my home."

"It's not, though," the taller man reminded him with a low chuckle, "is it? Your home is waiting for you, locked inside a mindless killing machine. How sad."

Tightening his grip on his daughter, Loki growled, "What do you want, you purple ape?" He could see Thanos' henchmen spreading out to surround him, and it made him nervous, though he fought not to show it. To fight them off, he'd have to set Eira down, and any one of them had a chance, no matter how slim, of slipping past him to snatch the toddler.

Instead of answering him, Thanos continued to stare at Eira with a sickening smile. "I have two daughters, myself. Glorious gifts, little girls, aren't they? They grow up so fast."

"Go and spend time with them, then!" Lowering his voice, Loki murmured in his daughter's ear, "Eira, when I say 'go', I need you to hide. Do you understand? Don't run; teleport. Don't let them see you."

It had been too long; that was his fear. He'd been content for too long and gone soft. He was never much of a warrior to begin with, and while he was sure he had the power to take them all on, he wasn't sure he could fight them and keep his daughter safe, and avoid traumatizing her.

"Don't worry," Thanos said with a sadistic grin as he watched Loki slowly set his little girl down.

"Go, now!"

"You'll get her back."

Everything seemed to happen at once, then. As Loki flicked his knives into his hands, Eira looked up at him helplessly and the henchmen all closed in at once. He spun to fight as many of them as he could, stabbing one while flinging another away with his powers, but he was distracted. Why hadn't she gone? One of them grabbed her and she screamed, and Loki felt something touch his back. All the fight drained out of him and for a moment, he even forgot why he'd been fighting. Who was screaming? It sounded like a child. Whose child?

His. He shook off whatever that strange sense of detachment was and whirled, about to dismember the cocky bastard who'd dared lay a hand on his daughter.

"This one's strong, my lord!"

"Well, yes." Thanos didn't seem perturbed, or even the slightest bit surprised. He simply took advantage of the Trickster's distraction and grabbed him, wrenching his arms behind his back. "He's a God. And a mother."

"It will take time to break him. If we can't use the stone-"

"We've got time." Loki struggled, seething and itching to tear them all apart, but Thanos barely seemed to notice as he held fast and grinned down at him. "Better, we've got leverage. Settle down, now, little God. Sweet Eira will suffer for any mistake her mother makes."

"I will watch you burn for this," he snarled, even as he stopped struggling for the moment.

Thanos laughed. "I'm not too worried about retribution from the God who couldn't even take on a handful of humans. Now, let's get started, shall we?"

Watching his innocent baby struggle and cry in the alien's grasp, Loki felt an immense weight on his chest, as if he was once more being crushed beneath the weight of Mjolnir. He should have just stayed in his male form in that room. If his daughter didn't exist, she couldn't be used against him; she wouldn't be in danger because of him.

"It will be alright, love," he tried to assure her as they were both hauled off to a nearby ship. He hoped Eira couldn't hear the way his voice shook with a sickening combination of fury and terror. "Don't cry. It'll all be okay."

"As long as you cooperate, no harm will come to your daughter," Thanos told him gruffly. The massive, vice-like hands released him as they boarded the ship, and Loki shook his arms as feeling slowly returned to them. "I don't want to hurt her, but fight me again and you'll watch her die."

They stared each other down for a moment that seemed endless, Thanos perfectly impassive, and Loki carefully hiding his simmering rage under a mask of indifference. Finally, Thanos smiled and nodded to his minion.

"I think he understands me. Give the little girl back to her mother for now. She's frightened."

"Mama!"

"Shhh..." Loki dropped to his knees as Eira ran to him, sagging with relief to have her back in his arms. "I've got you, darling. It's okay."

One huge purple hand came down on Eira's fluffy little head, and Loki had to fight back the urge to bite it. "Your mother's going to run a little errand for me, Eira. And then you'll both be free to run into the loving arms of your father. Won't that be nice?"

"What?" Though what remained of his pride wanted him to stand, the Trickster sat down on the floor and curled around his still trembling daughter. "What 'errand'?"

Thanos laughed, already walking away from him. "Don't worry, Loki. You'll like this. You're going back to Earth."

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For the record, I absolutely had not planned on giving them a kid XD that wasn't why I decided to play with female-Loki in the hotel room. Eira kind of just wrote herself in there.

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