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Commission for @robotzombiedog who asked for a RodimusUltraMagnus comic that is inspired from an excerpt of this fanfiction here! This was a lot of fun to draw, thank you so so much for commissioning me, I hope you like it!

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For the writing requests.

Sunstreaker, nsfw, G1 and the prompt is something to do with his narcissism (Mirror, clones, get creative)

A Solo Session | Sunstreaker Solo

Sunstreaker checked his appearance one last time in the mirrors. He’d set them up so he’d have a view from all angles to ensure he was always in the best position. They were on a pulley system that could safely be retracted and adjusted now thanks to Wheeljack’s assistance. A necessity so Sunstreaker didn’t have to spend his setup time herding a grumbling Sideswipe into helping him.

His polish, as always, was perfect and his paint touch up had dried without a hint of difference. He had been worried about mixing in human paint but they’d done an admirable job helping get the right shade. He brushed his digits over his chassis, enjoying the smoothness that showed no hint of the nasty scratch he’d had only days prior from Skywarp. He glanced upwards towards the ceiling where a full body mirror hung and slid down on the luxurious pile of pillows to a more splayed-out position, moving one to directly under his lower back to give a more pronounced arch.

A side mirror showed how prettily the curved lined made his body and the way it allowed his chassis to hit the lighting better.

He smiled. Perfect. He took the time to watch himself, languidly tracing the lines of his body, enjoying both the feeling of his silky-smooth bodywork under his servos and the sight he made caressing himself. The camera should start the stream automatically, and the playlist started with a ping from his system. A thrumming, lyricless rhythm that he could feel vibrating sensually against his system.

As he moved his servos downwards, grasping the round curves of his hips and stroking inward to nudge his legs into parting, he found himself humming along with the familiar music. His body reacted to it from habit, having long associated it with appreciation. He looked in front of himself, watching his blue optics darken at the sight of the view of his long legs spread with servos teasing closer to his panel, pausing to trace his seams and dig into them to tease the wires underneath, starting up the first sparking charges within him.

His fans came on with a vengeance and the sound and touches triggered his array, though he kept it firmly shut, watching intently as he started to move his hips to the rhythm of the music.  He wasn’t the dancer Jazz was, lacked the practiced sensuality, but he moved with the rhythm smooth and assured and the thrusting roll of his hips as his servos followed the movement only further got him in the mood.

His array pinged again to open, this time with a distinct wetness starting to gather behind one panel and pressurization alerts behind another. He dismissed it again, optics dimmed to focus on his fingers, digging into the opening in his hips pulling at the wires barely able to be caught inside them. The sharpness of the sensation made his mouth drop open to pant and he darted his optics upwards to admire how his lips looked open and plush, slightly damp from the oral lubricant gathering there.

His tongue darted out licking over the softness of them and he shivered from both the sight and the slow sensation.

This time when his array pinged he didn’t deny it, gasping as the cooler air made contact with his warmed up components.

Sunstreaker couldn’t have stopped himself from planting his feet to spread himself as wide as he could, making certain he had the perfect view of his carefully constructed array. His engine turned over at the vision he made.

Plush gold lips with the inside peaking out with how they spread with arousal, the inside stripped black to map out the calipers of the paler yellow soft insides visibly clenching and rippling, glistening pink stained fluid dripping down his thighs, a perfect white-gold bright node lit up and peaking outside of the hood.

"Perfect," he breathed out angling his hips in a way to share the sight. "And all mine."

He felt a wonderful throb at the sound of alert pings popping up from the computer he left open and smirked. Oh, it would be fun to read later and the heat building in him felt all the sweeter for all the envy he knew his fans felt. It was going to be a long session, he could already tell.

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Sorry for the delay it took me a bit to get the flow going, though it was fun. Hope you enjoy!

#valveplug #sunstreaker #ask fic

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Like I can clearly see how we've been going with the Rodimus doesn't want pregnancy but there is something deeply appealing about him fully embracing Mom Bod and feeling absolutely stunning as a MILF. Like him being unexpectedly good parent and reveling in the new weight and how hot he looks.

I mean we could even lean into the fact he grew up in Nyon in decline with people starving and then into war. He's always been lean, and the moment the Matrix upgraded him, he got hips and more weight on him. MILF body and gaining weight post war is healing (symbolic) and he is actually genuinely confident in his appearance with the new weight, the plush that never fades, and the way he suddenly has actual boobs.

Everyone is prepared for "vain" Rodimus to react poorly to mentions of weight gain, but instead, he goes 180° and fully goes hardcore beaming. In his opinion he is the absolute most fuckable he's ever been.

Who wouldn't want a hot MILF like him? Who has the best curves and the cutest baby? Who has the best smoothest pregnancy? He is living. This is driving absolutely everyone insane.

YES YES YES please i love that. It's time to make Rodimus a happy momma. After the pregnancy Rodimus looks just… so much brighter. He feels sexier, too, all this weight on his belly is proof that he’s a good carrier, after all, and who wouldn’t want to shoot their transfluid into a good carrier? Not to mention, all that milk and fat ballooned out his tits twice their previous size, and he knows bots like big tits. 

mhmm Rodimus proudly breastfeeding his baby in public, eating well to keep his milk healthy and nutritious, which only adds to his weight, but he doesn’t mind. Everyone on the ship notices quickly that single mommy Rodimus is flirtier and more available…

Who would’ve guessed that this cute, thin-waisted speedster’s ideal body was one with a tummy and thick thighs.

#valveplug #weight gain kink #pregnancy mention #milf rodimus

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REBLOG IF YOU WANT A LOVE LETTER FROM A FICTIONAL CHARACTER IN YOUR ASK BOX NOW

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Inspired by this post (x) at @mychlapci.

Basic premise is Medics have magical healing transfluid which is the secret to Medigrade and prisoners sometimes get it directly from the source for sexy reasons to make feeding more controlled. Deadlock purposely gets taken prisoner while injured at Ratchet's base, so he has a clear opportunity to suck his spike without it making him look "weak" because big Cons don't suck spike obviously.

(We can blame Megatron’s weak gag reflex for making that a standard.)

Ratchet, of course, is the only one Deadlock won't bite the spike off of, so he tucks him in somewhere alone and tied up. By the time he gets there for the “feeding time” Deadlock’s already worked up because he had to deal with Ratchet's gentle hands patching him up and being so caring and perfect and warm while he ties him up in a way that presses so perfectly on all his sweet spots and then left him alone and aching with every squirm making the bonds rub or squeeze only sending his charge higher.

He's absolutely soaked with his panel bowed from how hard he is–Ratchet locks prisoners plating for safety as a standard–by the time Ratchet comes in still acting completely professional and sobs at the sight of him knowing no one can see and what is about to happen. Ratchet pets him and soothes him running his hands over Deadlock’s head fins and body until he quiets but then it starts to have the opposite effect.

Ratchet gives him a quick kiss to the fin making Deadlock keen and tells him to open up. Deadlock is immediately eager, and Ratchet slowly enters his mouth, working hard to keep up the professionalism while Deadlock moans and tries to choke himself. Ratchet scolds him, grabbing his fins to keep him in place and starts slowly fucking him, enjoying the warm wet welcome he gets with the slight danger of Deadlock’s fangs and plush lips contrasting and the sweet submissive headspace Deadlock is in as his just looking up at Ratchet bright eyed. Eventually he lets him choke like he wanted working the head of the spike into the intake and gets an almost wounded sound when it pops down, the intake clenching down and Deadlock's entire body lighting up with electricity as he overloads. Ratchet rocks him through it massaging his neck as the intake loosens up and Deadlock’s eyes settle to a dim setting whole frame purring, his hips rocking down as he humps the berth he's on grinding against his sealed panel, oozing Transfluid through the edges.

Ratchet fucks him for ages slow and careful and finally shoves all the way in, the roughest he'd been, and holds Deadlock firmly against his hip plating feeling the straining intake swallowing around him desperately as he empties his tanks Deadlock making sweet little noises while he overloads non-stop until he goes limp having hard reset.

Ratchet makes sure to clean him off, remove and rearrange some of the bindings and to massage any potential sore spots. He gets on the berth pulling Deadlock into his lap to hold until he's woken up again and settled down before he leaves.

Then he repeats it every meal time.

There are no cameras in the cell, but it's the best place to hold him until prisoner transfer, Ratchet assures everyone, so everyone just comments that Deadlock must be incredibly hard to feed. Meanwhile, Deadlock is blissed out just mouthing at Ratchet's soft spike after the third overload of the session purring while Ratchet pets his helm.

#valveplug #dubcon #dratchet

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Ambulon needs more love! Why not First aid gone in a Rut and fucks Ambulon All. Night. Long.

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Keep reading

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[RUINING THE LIVES OF PEOPLE WHO ARE NOT REAL] i am playing. With my touys

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Reblog if you're bored and you want anons.

Or non-anons. Whatever works for you!

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I need Mirage somehow breeding Noah ( rotb ) and knocking him up with a little cyber organic bitlet that makes Noahs hips expand all pretty and gives him small breasts Mirage sucks energon from and okay yeah its made possible because when Noah and Mirage merged in the suit Noah became a cybertronian organic and is now immortal just as they are.

Maybe Noah freaks out for a long time but cybertronian carrying lasts A LOT longer than human carrying so he has plenty of time getting used to being knocked up and maybe its a year into carrying when he finally chills out and lets Mirage take care of him sexually and boy has Mirage been pent up and holding back!

I am ashamed and embarrassed to admit who i am but i have a whole story in my drafts about this that has become dust & unless encouraged i shall not admit who i am lol.

Also the idea of Noah all round and heavy with Mirages bitlet and he needs help pretty much with everything after a certain point because he literally can’t bend over and his back is killing him and his hips hurt so bad and his breasts are swollen with energon milk and okay maybe the others steer clear because Noah is turning them on too much and Mirage almost went killer mode on them because they were looking at his carrying sparkmate with hungry only he can have.

It weirds Noah out and he’s embarrassed because one he can’t see his own feet anymore nor the middle of his belly button and he can’t even walk straight even with help. Two, he never wanted the others, even Mirage, to see him like this especially when he leaked literal energon milk from his breasts because they were far too full and he didn’t let Mirage empty them because mood swings, and the glowing liquid went right through his shirt and was making a quick mess that left him so embarrassed he immediately started sobbing.

So its only obvious he didn’t see the others blush the color of their energon nor hear their spikes stand at attention against the cover of their cod piece. Mirage’s only saving grace was Bee who was a carrying mech himself that covered Noah from the others while Mirage fought off both his need to frag Noah right there and his murderous intent.

Sappy moment but Bee and Noah’s friendship grows from this and yeah Bee doesn’t have sparklings of his own yet but he has fed sparklings from his own lines and therefore leaked in front of others at some point on accident so he knows how it feels in a sense.

Another sappy moment is when Mirage and Noah finally get alone time at their home, an open and large loft that has what Noah needs at the top thats connected with stairs while the rest is space for Mirage which is perfect because Noah is usually on the first floor with Mirage anyway save for the bathroom and a smaller kitchen area that stores a grade of energon meant for Noah and their bitty. Mirage had long since made a huge nest soft enough for the both of them and comfortable and protected enough for Noah to be safe both from the ground and Mirage if he should roll in recharge.

The horny moment is Noah shyly asking Mirage to drink from him and Mirage literally ( gently ) tackling Noah and latching onto his breast sucking energon while rubbing his big belly as a digit toys with his red dick that leaks with useless pre as Noah heaves making his big belly bounce and their sparkling start to kick which just makes Mirage want to breed Noah all over again only this time he knows that he can.

Pregnancy & breeding kink on a 1,000 when Noah pushes out breathless that he wants Mirage to touch him like this again with their next bitty because with how they look at each other they know there will be a next bitty.

Thoughts 🫣

I’m not generally a Mirnoah shipper, but I was always a Tracks/Raoul and Powerglide/Astoria shipper so I am fully into more human/transformers ships. Funnily enough I was literally just talking to my roommate about breeding kinks so I applaud your timing and the novel that I have gleefully been reading. Anon, I dearly, dearly hope you do write this because it will be thoroughly enjoyed I can already tell.

I absolute love the concept you got here of the merge between Mirage and Noah while in the suit. There’s something very compelling about that idea in both a mildly horny living armor way and a deep romantic exchange pieces of yourself with your loved one way. Yeah for the work around with the aging difference! But oh that whole change was no doubt rough for Noah to adapt to and then the new additions that come with being Cybertronian. At least he has a very supportive boyfriend to accompany him through it and seems to be enjoying it.

Good for Mirage for supporting his boyfriend he accidentally (mildly) body horror-ed! We are going full sexy with it which I can approve of! All the soft and raunchy pregnancy sex, which is immediately a big weakness of mine.

And the breeding kink. I adore breeding kink.

Just the size difference and Mirage not holding back and just fulfilling any and every need is-

I do got feel bad for Noah and his pregnancy symptoms. Gosh, he is not prepared to deal with this and his life has been constant twists and reframing your expectations about the possibilities in life back to back. The lactation embarrassment is real. But also Mirage is fully and instantly aware that everyone being just as flustered about “oh shit he’s hot” and going defensive. Mirage knows that Noah is very hot and has been so the entire time but he is much to protective to let anyone else appreciate it. Noah does not know how close he came to learning Mirage’s new desire to try out exhibitionism. Or murdering his teammates.

Lucky for everyone we have Bee to the rescue.

Aww to the sappy moments. Bee friendship is an excellent touch! I am loving Bee in the Knightverse.

Then that end with Mirage assisting Noah and the confession about want more bitlets? You are in the right place Anon.

(Feel free to tell me more or send me a link if you ever post. Please continue, pretty please?)

#valveplug #anon ask #mpreg #breeding kink #mpreg kink #trying to tag everything #mirnoah

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listen,

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Could you elaborate on that time-traveling sugar daddy rodimus/poet Megatron au?

This is one that I only have some ideas for but is on my list to expand. So for what I have now:

It is "Bad End" following Ratchet's death.

Rodimus has been making an effort to reconnect with people and reach out first, encouraged to do so by Thunderclash and partially to assist Drift in doing the same. They are visiting Brainstorm and Perceptor, who has moved in with him, and have had a bit to drink. Rodimus waking up in the middle of the night still drunk walks into their shared lab by mistake and finds a time travel project Perceptor has been secretly working on, stressed out about Brainstorm's health issues. Rodimus pokes it, of course, and there is an explosion he wakes up in an alley, head spinning and being checked up on by a familiar face.

A young Megatron, all baby faced and mostly untouched by trauma.

He thinks he's having a dream--he's had a lot of similar vivid dreams, especially after he'd finally received the confirmation Megatron's Spark had extinguished while in holding--and his body feels floaty, the concussion. Megatron helps him up and assumes he was mugged and offers to take him to a clinic and acts nervous. Rodimus grabs his hand and clings to him and Megatron is troubled and bites his lip unsure.

This is clearly trouble. Rodimus in Megatron's eyes with his intricate frame, carefully repaired and closer to his Lost Light Era vibrancy thanks to his mending friendships, and dazed confusion, looks like a noble whose stumbled into trouble while partying and got dumped in an alley afterwards. Megatron doesn't want to somehow get held responsible but also the way Rodimus is clinging to him and looking up at him all bright eyed and desperate and undeniably beautiful, touching him and looking at Megatron like he's amazing, makes him very flustered.

It's a bit like something out of a romantic poem.

So he messages Impactor to say he'll miss the meet up and to go without him and when Rodimus says he doesn't have a place to stay and refuses to go to a clinic takes him back to his apartment to rest up. Rodimus is fully playing up the injury, leaning against Megatron, and enjoying how sweet he looks and how gently he cradles him, helping him along like a perfect gentleman.

Rodimus is settled into Megatron's bed and attempts to invite him to join, but only manages to make him blush and go skittering to the couch. Rodimus cannot stay awake and falls asleep only to wake up still kind of drowsy and the world feeling soft and dreamy. He is certain it is a dream and refuses to think hard about it, focused on doing what he never got to do.

He winds up waking Megatron up and flirting hard as Megatron makes breakfast and gets started. He is trying to use work to escape, but then gets a call that work was temporarily canceled because Impactor invited half of shift out when Megatron canceled and now they are all in lock up over a bar brawl and he's trying to negotiate their release. Work is closed for the day.

Rodimus purrs out wanting to thank him and Megatron, feeling as if he stumbled into some kind of mix of an epic poem and porn, accepts. They have sex and it is a lot more tender and gentle than Megatron expected and Rodimus and he have very strong chemistry. They end up kissing and cuddling and just stay in bed together the whole day getting to know each other. Rodimus is still there when he wakes up to go to work and sends him off with a deep and half-asleep kiss making Megatron swoon and tell Rodimus he can stay as long as he wants. Megatron still flustered and dazed tucks a sleepy Rodimus in melting a little at Rodimus shuffling over to snuggle into his spot and mutter his name in his sleep.

He is literally walking on air when he gets into work only to be hit with the news that Impactor is going jail over the bar fight because Megatron is contacted as his emergency contact to come pick up his assets and clear his apartment. He meets the Police Chief Orion Pax who passes along a datapad Impactor had on him, Megatron's work, which Orion admits that he'd read over it a bit. Megatron is too busy worrying over his friend to respond to Orion's friendly overtures, but does accept the escort to Impactor's apartment to assure his things can be secured and aren't confiscated. Megatron is nervous around him, but relaxes as Orion doesn't act poorly and helps get everything offering to carry it in his back.

Megatron comes back to his apartment exhausted and realizing startled he may have company which he awkwardly informs Orion of only to be disappointed to find it empty. He chides himself about it and they get everything inside. Orion lingers a bit clearly trying to say something but Megatron is not wanting to tolerate it and sends him away. Orion was definitely trying to figure out how to give Megatron his number and ask to talk without coming off as creepy or demanding and is slumping a little as he heads back to the precinct.

Megatron tries very hard not to feel sad when he curls up in his empty bed, which still smells like heat, unfamiliar polish, and fire. He knows he's going to miss Impactor though and feels embarrassingly disappointed Rodimus left without or word or even his number.

Continued in Part II with more from Rodimus's POV.

#sugar daddy megarod #megarod #valveplug #not too explicit #i would write more but i am tired

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Hi! I was wondering where part 1 and 2 of your Animal Handler Rodimus/Merformer Thunderclash were? I've looked through your whole blog and I can't seem to find them. Sorry if I'm bothering you 😅

Here you go! Absolutely no problem. It is tagged with the Mature label so not sure if that contributed.

#anon ask #animal handler roddy/merformer thunderclash au

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I have been introduced to the concept of Mirage/Swerve, and now it will not leave me alone.

WARNING: dubious consent (slightly), though I am picturing Swerve being very willing for the acts themselves, just not aware it is Mirage.

Mirage uses his ability because he can be a little petty to poke at Swerve as a joke because Swerve had been crowing about Visages having to be temporarily closed.

Swerve is believed by some, but Mirage is very careful not to get caught and makes himself an alibi and cover looking like he's somewhere else during the hauntings.

It's a bit of stress relief, and Mirage is a tiny bit of a sadist and Swerve is very cute when startled. And then one day he just clicks his tongue at Swerve's experimental drinks and tries one and cleans it up because Mirage is anxious about something and accidentally trained himself to find Swerve a stress relief either at the bar after close while Swerve is cleaning up or in his room.

Now, Swerve is convinced he's somehow appeased the ghost. So he names the new drink after him (the ghost) and makes one for him when he spots him at the bar/in his room. This, of course, evolves into Swerve, talking to his ghost. Or turning on movies and Mirage deciding to linger and stay alerting Swerve, he was still there by moving something, or more often, touching him with light petting, which makes Swerve shiver and squirm but continue.

And, oh no, now Mirage is getting attached a little possessive, who gets hit on but doesn't catch it, and Mirage bristles at the sight. Mirage impulsively corners and kisses him after close, and things escalate from there. Until Mirage can not resist touching Swerve, who squirms and doesn't complain as kisses evolve into petting and one day exhibitionism with Mirage sucking Swerve's spike during a shift behind the bar and then another time eating out his valve under a table and shoving his own spike down Swerve's mouth in his hab suite.

It all escalates to Mirage full on fucking him whenever he wants. The storage unit at Swerve's, the public showers with Swerve pressed to the ground by someone invisible, waking him up in the morning to Mirage sinking into him after pinning him down, no need to worry about a roommate.

The entire time Swerve doesn't know who his ghost is, just being absolutely railed and bullied or pinned in worship on different days depending on if he'd made a snide comment about Mirage one day or had a rough day and felt insecure the next. Mirage is very adaptable, and Swerve is adorable no matter what.

And oops, Mirage has feelings for Swerve. Who wouldn't give him (Mirage) the time of day but who told him (the Ghost) that he's his best friend.

#valveplug #mirage the ghost #mtmte swerve #mtmte mirage #dubcon due to secret identity

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Wanted to try out drawing a short porn comic. :)

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reblog to give the person you reblogged this from a fucking break

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rodimus' attempts at stopping ratchet from getting that breast reduction surgery