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I have this personal HC that Ratchet has an high sex drive, and have toys to satisfy his needs…
Once he’s with Drift he still keeps using them now and then. He and Drift have an healthy sex life, specially at the begin of their relationship.
When Rodimus join the polycule, he takes personal offense that Ratchet still masturbates. Not because he thinks it wrong, but because he feels like he not giving Ratchet enough spike.
Hence, marathon sex where Roddy almost melt his and Ratchet’s array off, fills him up with so much transfluids, really fucks the both of them stupid.
mhmm Ratchet with a high libido... Drift doesn't mind that his conjunx still masturbates, he's gotten used to entering their habsuite and hearing soft moans form the shower. Why would he mind? Ratchet is always ready to take his spike at the end of the day, even if he'd overloaded twice around his favourite toys. Perhaps he even finds it hot that Ratchet is so insatiable.
Rodimus? Oh he's so spark-broken. He keeps bugging Ratchet about it, asking him if they're really not giving him enough spike. Ratchet assures him that's not true, he just gets horny more often than them! And when he gets horny, he likes to jerk off, it has nothing to do with Drift or Rodimus. But Roddy won't have it. He needs to satisify Ratchet, and after a while Ratchet just... agrees to let him.
mhmmm The two of them spend an entire day frantically fucking as a result... Rodimus has Ratchet pinned under him and is fucking into him even as his hips get tired and his engine starts sputtering. He's dripping coolant all over Ratchet, gasping as his spike burns and throbs inside of Ratchet's scalding hot valve, spurting his, what, twelfth, thirteenth? load of transfluid into him. Ratchet is a squirting, moaning mess.
Drift walks in at the end of his shift to find his dear conjunxes grinding into each other, making out sloppily as they continue to fuck for the, how long has it been? Around ten hours since Drift has left? Wow, Ratchet's got some stamina for an older mech <3
Of course, Drift has the one last turn on Ratchet's poor, abused valve before they all clean up and go to sleep. Rodimus is happy that he's proven to Ratchet that he can give him enough spike to keep him satisfied, Drift is glad they're getting along so well, and Ratchet just knows his valve is going to ache next morning....
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Normally go nuts for valve-only passing but consiser:
A mech gets a sound stuck too far in their spike, but figures they can get it out on their own or just deal with it till they can get it out. Their spike is hard behind their panel, the sound driving them insane as their tank fills. Eventually they bite the bullet and go to tye medbay to get it out, only to piss everywhere the moment the sound is free of their spike.
Maybe it's Drift, and Ratchet teases/tortures him a little first. Presses right over that full tank, strokes Drifts' spike despite the fact he can't overload....
oOoh... Drift getting a sound stuck inside of his poor spike, perhaps during some kinky play with Rodimus? He doesn't want to tell Ratchet because he knows he'll be scolded for being so damn reckless! But it just gets worse and worse the more his waste tank fills up, and while at the start he was hoping he can piss through the sound, he quickly realizes that that's impossible...
By the time he comes to the med-bay, Drift is sweating and constantly tensing up as his waste tank tries and fails to empty on its own. Ratchet rolls his eyes and tells him how irresponsible he is - he'd expect to see Rodimus in this state, not Drift. Tsk tsk. Drift clinging to him, shaking, crying as he begs for him to please take it out and let him pee, but Ratchet is not done scolding him. He strokes his spike, rubbing the poor tip until Drift looks like he's about to throw up or pass out. Charge is wrecking his poor frame, pain throbbing in his overfilled, stretched tank...
Ratchet manages to pull the sound out with a magnet and some tweezers. Drift immediately wets himself. His spike was already full with piss anyways, his waste tank had failed long ago. It feels so good that he cums, the stream of piss sputtering as he squirms and moans. Ratchet grabs his twitching spike and at least points it to the floor, so that Drift doesnt piss all over himself, and over Ratchet.
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ecto-hazard · 8 months
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spooky season <3
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taintandviolent · 3 months
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oh nothing just thinking about the creature's little micro expressions and grunts and gurgles and desperate attempts at verbalization and communication.
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marchsfreakshow · 4 months
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MDNI- 18+
"You're such a good girl for me, getting dumber every time you come."
He gripped your waist harder, your arms stretched out in front of you. Kit fucked you hard. Every time he thrust in you you felt yourself getting more brainless.
You screamed for him, screamed his name, and it could have made him come every single time. He needs you. He wanted to breed you, make sure you knew you were his. Your eyes were rolled almost to the back of your skull. The man behind you felt so horny out of nowhere. He needed you so bad. He loved hearing you scream sometimes.
"Kit-!" You screamed over and over as he came with you. It was like he took something that made his libido run high. Both of you felt high. The scent of sex and your own perfume made you feel insane. Kit had never fucked you this hard, but it could have sent you to heaven if he did it more often. Whispering praises in your ear if he bent you over, pressing his thumb to your red, throbbing clit. He loved it when you were dumb, brainless and loving him. You were his good girl, who he could breed at any time.
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Oops sorry for that. Take it. I literally just wrote it on a whim.
@babygorewhore told me that the quote up top would fit Kit, so here lol.
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fear-is-truth · 7 months
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"i could fix him", good for you. im gonna join him in his insanity
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then0way · 20 days
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hey Texty fans, hey Warrior Cats fans Kittypet Texty because it just makes sense to me
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phonification · 2 months
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million hammer attack
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a-random-warrior · 4 months
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Texty time!!! Ft. The limbs they deserve and Taylor
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slvt4jamesmarch · 2 months
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national anthem demo is so good like?!?!
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katiekatdragon27 · 6 months
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This is the only acceptable non canon Texty design /j
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More below the cut:
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So basically, Texty (through reality bending magic or a mechanic idc) was accidentally granted limbs. They decided to be expressive with their design now since they had the ability to do so. They made little cat and dog ear cutouts with construction paper and got their gloves and shoes customized to look like paws. Free world ig.
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Yes, Liam walks with a cane, but only actively uses it when traveling "long distance" (leaving the apartment). Texty loves to go outside and see the world, and they especially love to sing. It is their favorite thing to do while walking.
And a silly comic showing the first time Liam saw Texty with limbs. Texty were scared of Liam's reaction, but he loves his funny robot daughter-son-child-that-isn't-technically-a-child-but-acts-like-a-child thing regardless.
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My apologies on the shitty emotional dialogue, I tried. Also in the canon that this exists, it is my au where aircorn is canon and they have kids so that's who Calypso is.
More will be explained if I don't get jumped for this lol. Have a good day bros :)
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mychlapci · 2 days
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More boob chaos!
So, I headcanon that sometimes the sires lactate too. It depends on how closely the carrier and sire are and how many bitlets there are. Because of this, some carriers and sires will feed their bitlets together as family bonding. That, or they alternate who feeds the baby if it's just one bitlet.
Also, I feel like some sires would be very protective as the carrier is feeding their kid. Likely to the point of literally throwing someone out of the room if they're being a little too annoying.
Go ham with this Milan :3
YESSS I believe this so fucking hard dude. I'm not fond of forcing regular human family dynamics on cybertronians (only when it's for fetish reasons) so I am 100% in favour of sires breastfeeding the sparklings as well. They have energon pouches and they're as functional as the carrier's, after all. It's completely normal for sires to start lactating around the same time as their carrier, whether it be half-way through the carriage or after the emergence, the frame tends to align itself pretty much perfectly, with only some mild deviations (of course though, if sires don't start lactating, they shouldn't worry, as long as there is only one or two sparklings, they should just so the best they can to help the carrier. It's completely natural, some sires just... don't activate the lactation protocols). It's mostly so that when either creator wakes up to the sputtering of their sparkling's little engine, they can feed them without having to bother the other.
mhmmm i cannot stop imagining two cybertronians sitting in their shared room, their full and saggy titties out, with a sparkling attached to every nozzle <33 a sire and their carrier, feeding their babies, nothing to see here. It's a good bonding activity!
hmm I can get behind overprotective sires, yes. I do think cybertronians don't really have qualms about feeding sparklings in public, but it is still considered something that happens between a mech and their baby. If someone is too annoying, distracting the sparkling, or its carrier, the sire will definitely step in. or... vice versa. Carriers can be overprotective of their sires too, especially when they're feeding the baby <333
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thattscherry · 9 months
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drawing HfjONE x Awful Hospital Cause I Can ^_^ (second image is my texty humanization as part of the hospital computer!)
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bunniklino · 13 days
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texty hfjone fanart
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taintandviolent · 1 month
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“a fictional character” you mean the love of my life, the object of my affection, the one who lives rent free in my mind???
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marchsfreakshow · 4 months
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Oh, The Sleeping Beauty {Dandy Mott}
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SMUT.
To Dandy, you were a sleeping beauty. But he felt lonely in the night and needed you desperately.
Urm holy fuck I started writing this as a silly lil drabble but oops it became a whole fic. I hope you enjoy it anyway!
Warnings!; oral (F recieve), pnv, small bit of body worship, crud smut writing, bare bones plot.
18+! MINORS DNI - READ MY SFW WORKS
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Fuck you were perfect. You were perfect when you slept. Your chest, your delicate face. Your hands, placed anywhere and everywhere. The soft little groans that escaped you as you adjusted your unconscious self in bed. It was perfect. Always perfect.
Dandy stayed up nearly all night watching you sleep. Gently tracing your face, the shape of your eyes, nose, mouth, where your spots were, where the 'imperfections' were. It was all his in his mind. His girl forever. Nothing would feel better to him than feeling if you were having a wet dream or not. His fingers flowed down to your legs and gently gripped one of your thighs. The light touches to your body made you stir a bit, and he almost jumped back when you shuffled around under the sheets. Your sleepy mumbles went unnoticed, and Dandy just laid there, watching and watching.
"Mine." He whispered, holding onto your waist, and refraining from taking his trousers off and jerking off to your beautiful, sleeping face. Your eyes fluttered open slightly, and your eyelids felt heavy. His face was right in front of yours, smiling. You smiled back, resting your hand on his arm that was on your waist. He never wanted you to waste your words.
But now you were awake, he couldn't touch you. Not without permission. He never wanted to hurt his princess by accident. All Dandy wanted was to reach under your nightgown and feel you. He wanted to know what dreams you had, how many of them were of him, and if he had to kill someone. "Dandy.?" You quietly asked. His attention snapped back to your face, after looking over your ridden up night-wear. Dangerous thoughts had come over him, and he wanted you to say 'Ravish me Dandy. Take all of me.' but he knew he had to wait.
Waiting hurt. Night after night, after you had gotten into bed, he sat himself in an empty room. He said fuck it and jerked off. In the darkness of a room, the thoughts of your moans and screams made him whimper and groan to himself. The grip you could have on his arms, and how you instinctively wrapped around him. Inside and out. He wanted to hear you scream out his name when he left bruises on your neck, legs, and torso. He was an addict. Addicted to your scent, and making your perfect skin damaged only by him.
Dandy's thoughts about you were distracted when you pulled him towards you in the bed and kissed him softly. Your soft kisses could make him cum right then and there. Gentle skin and lips pressed against his. Feeling you lose control of where your hands are moving. Your bodies were pressed together, the only thing stopping your contact was your pyjamas. Dandy ended the kiss quick, immediately moving to take your nightgown off. Your body in the darkness was like heaven. He knew your body so well and could touch every spot perfectly in the pitch black. You felt your thighs get risen up, as they were held in place on Dandy's shoulders.
The silence was shaken when Dandy pressed his tongue to your warm clit. It elicited a long moan from you, and Dandy couldn't help but buck his hips into the mattress, wanting friction on his cock. Every single move he took while eating you out, it drove him insane. Your taste, your warmth, your everything. The way your legs shook when you were close. As skilled as he was with his hands, he was even more skilled with his mouth. Fingers and tongue replaced each other when he moved from your clit to inside you. Your heavy eyelids fell and scrunched up when you screamed his name. Dandy revelled in hearing your name when he tasted your cum. It was like candy to him.
"You're perfect." The man whispered, staring into your soul from where his head lay. The warmth was felt on your face by your fingertips unconsciously. He was a god at making you blush and never stopped. Dandy never let go of your thighs, even after making you come. He gripped them, hard, and left small trails of kisses and bite marks on them. Even if they were on your inner thighs, he needed proof on your body that you were his.
The destruction of his precious doll had begun now.
But no matter what he did to you, Dandy still thought you were a perfect, precious, pretty toy for him. "Dandy..." You whispered, beckoning him in the night. Kisses were quickly exchanged again, you could taste yourself still on his tongue. Making you know how tasty you were to Dandy was important to him. He could have you for breakfast, lunch and dinner if it was possible. But it was your turn. Your prince was still wearing his pyjamas, and you felt exposed being the only naked one under the sheets. The buttons were almost broken when you both pulled and ripped Dandy's clothes off him. Even in the musk of the night, you could see him. You traced his torso whilst straddling him. Feeling him all the way down to his pelvis made you chuckle quietly.
Your pussy was sensitive still after being touched and tasted the way it was, and his dick just moving naturally against you always earned another moan from you. It must've been 3am, and lord you were about to wake up the whole house. Even if it was Gloria and Dora who were asleep. Dandy never failed to make you lose your mind, stretching you out always, filling you up to the brim, nearing tears every time he thrust himself upwards in you. That's exactly what he did. You find your own entrance and sink down, feeling yourself get full. "Fuck." You whispered, laying your hands on Dandy's shoulders. The way he almost always hit your cervix could have killed you every single time.
His rhythm started and was quickened whenever you let out a moan that was a little louder than the others. The man under you grinned when it happened and felt proud. He held your waist like a trophy as you bounced on him. His constant trophy was distracted when a gasp of pleasure bubbled in his throat. Slamming yourself down on him occasionally made him whimper and get closer to coming and warming you up. Soon enough you were screaming out for Dandy, leaving faint claw marks on his arms and shoulders.
Dandy came as fast as he blinked, but kept his hold on you, wanting you to stay sitting in him. Neither you felt like moving, but you did roll yourself off of Dandy slowly, immediately cuddling onto his side and catching your breath. It was still dark out, and you just felt like falling back asleep. And you did so very quickly. Your chest's normal rise and fall came back, while Dandy watched you in awe. When you fell asleep, Dandy attempted to get up out of the bed quietly so, as to not wake you. He rummaged through your pitch-black room, picking up a random piece of cloth, whether it was clothing or not, and turning back to your sleeping self. Your legs were once again opened, and you stirred slightly with every touch of the clothing item onto your inner thighs. Both of your releases stuck to you, and you seemed to forget already.
Silence came back once Dandy cleaned you up, leaving you to sleep peacefully. He went back to staring at you, watching you sleep. It made him happy, knowing you were satisfied, and his forever.
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