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stinger-shot · 5 months

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Uh, I’m not sure if ur still open for ur writings? If u are,

Could I request a Cybertronian Red alert NSFW? human or cybertronian Idm <3

Thanks and take ur time and take care too!!

NSFW

G1!Red alert X GN!Cybertronian reader

I'm going to try and attempt a small oneshot for your request! Like my last request I'm still new to nsfw so I'll stick to suggestive.. so there won't be any full Smut.

"Come on red.. you dont need to be worried." You said as you looked at red alert who was currently paranoid about the latest decepticon attack. "We have to be prepared for their next attack Y/N!! W-what if they catch us off gaurd again!? And there's more fatalities!!?"

You roll your eyes at the paranoid mech and pull him in for a nice sweet kiss, red alert tenses up then slowly melts into it. You pull away and smile at red alert. "Your thinking to mutch about it red~" you snicker at the look on his face plates due to the kiss. "Y-yeah! B-but-" You cut him off with a peck on the dermas. "No buts!" You begin walking away leaving red alert standing in the ark's hallway. He then quickly snaps back to reality and chases after you "Y/N WAIT!"

A couple of other autobots see red alert running after you. They all chuckle amongst themselves but some also ignore it. You giggle and begin running letting red alert chase after you for longer. You run into an empty room giggling loudly as red alert runs in behind you, you stop abruptly causing red alert to bump into you and both of you falling onto the floor. You both stare at one another shocked then laugh, red alert gets off you and helps you up and you quickly kiss his dermas again spite being out of breath.

You both pull away to catch your breaths and you both stare into eachothers optics. After a few secconds you both begin kissing again, the kiss being alot more heated and intimate glossas twirling around eachother. You both moan as the kiss continues you wrap your arms around red alert and red alert holds your cheeks and pulls you closer. After a few minutes you both pull away lubricant connecting your dermas. You giggle at red alert and he just rolls his eyes and shakes his head as he holds your servo in his.

You smirk and get close to his face noses touching. "Would you like to go take your mind off the attack?~" red alert blushes at how forward you where just then. Red alert still in shock slowly nods his head and you pull him away to somewhere more private.

Sorry it took me a while to make this! I've been busy for a bit.. I'm sorry if this wasn't what you wanted, but I'm still trying to get comfortable with nsfw :)

#transformers #valveplug #maccadam #transformers x reader #Transformers g1 #Transformers red alert

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starliights-shining · 1 year

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Heey, I've already read some of ur stories and wowzers..its amazing!!

Could I request a armada or Cybertron red alert? If u do NSFW can u? But its okay if ur rules are not allowed for NSFW! ":)

a possessive medic isn't bad and so,, but take ur time with it please! Don't rush and make sure to take care of urself! :)

Hello, Thank you for enjoying my stories! I hope you're having a wonderful day, and taking care of yourself as well. I’m not sure if you wanted the reader to be cybertronian or human, so for this the reader will be human, but if you’d like i can redo it with a cybertronian reader. Once again this can be read for any Red Alert.

Pairing: Red Alert x Female!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, Female reader,

You spent most of your time with Red Alert, whether it being with him in the med bay, or with him in your private quarters. So realistically there is no need for Red Alert to be so possessive over you. Until today, you spent a little too much time laughing and joking with Hot Shot, He leaned against the table you sat at. He looked around before he spoke to you.

“We can get outta here and I can show you how fast I really am.”

He spoke in a low tone, almost like he didn’t want anyone to hear, but as much as you loved hanging out with Hot Shot, you had to go find the medic.

“No thank you Hot Shot. I think it’s time I finally hit the hay.”

You were trying to be nice, you liked Hot Shot but he was more of a friend then he is a lover, and as many times he hit on you and you’ve declined you’d think he’d get it. You walked towards the last known location of Red Alert, the med bay. The simple swooshing of the door opening, you stepped in looking around. Looking for the striking blue helm of the bot, but with your luck he was not in the med bay. Maybe he’s in the control room, might be talking with Optimus about some fancy new technology that only himself would know how to work.

You wandered the halls of the autobot base, taking the long way to the control room. Empty halls with random rooms, and dust collecting in corners you didn’t even know existed. You figured you’d run into some bot in one of these back halls, but it felt like hours of walking before you finally found a turn. Taking the turn in hopes of getting back on track, but you were suddenly pulled into a room. The lights off, and god knows who pulled you in there. The silence between the two of you was deafening, and the sound of your own heartbeat was getting loud as it picked up in pace. What if it wasn’t a bot, what if Starscream got in, no no no he would have spoken by now. A servo reaches for your waist from behind, and the familiar presence behind you. He was pulling you into him, your back pulled against his front. You relaxed, leaning into him. He leaned down, placing his helm on your shoulder, His chin propping his head up as it rested against the side of your head. You heard him intake, slowly before speaking.

“How was your day?”

The question was simple, but it felt ominous, like there was another meaning. His grip tightened when you took longer to respond.

“It was a day, I just spent it minding my business.”

He hummed in response, he moved to give your neck a kiss. Tightening his grip on your waist once more and pulling you back harsher.

“Is that all Sweetspark?”

“Yeah,”

You paused, you didn’t want to bring up Hot Shot or the fact he was flirting with you, but with the way he's acting, you’d guess he already knows.

“Nothing about Hot Shot.”

His kisses were going from your neck to your shoulder and then back up, he paused his actions. The simple kisses stopped as he felt your body figure out how to respond.

“No nothing at all.”

You lied, at this point you figured he already knew what happened with Hot Shot, he just wanted to see if he could get it out of you. He placed one more kiss on your neck before you felt him pulling you farther into the room, you back meeting what felt like a countertop or table. You felt Red Alert trap you between the table and his front. His servo meets your waist once again.

“Now, you don’t have to lie to me (Y/N)”

“I’m not”

You paused, you thought about trying to turn this around and just telling him. You can feel his servo move from your waist to your stomach and down, slowly, extremely slowly. As his servos traveled, you closed your eyes, a gaspy breath left your mouth when he stopped at the buttons on your pants.

“What? Getting all nervous, you could tell me what happened earlier. I wont take so long to get where you want me.”

He was bargaining, he wanted to hear you say it. The same words, was it really worth it tho. What was Red Alert planning? Your thoughts were scattered, trying to figure out if you tell him or not, and if you do tell him what are the consequences? You remembered the last time something like this happened. Some guy working with you and Professor Suzuki at the time decided he wanted your number, and before you left, right in front of the Autobot medic himself, He asked for your number with some sappy pickup line. The entire night after the incident you were left with Red Alerts digits and spike buried inside yourself, with no release.

With the thought of the last time something like this happened, you took a deep breath and told him. Simply because who knew what he’d do, since the one flirting with you was another Cybertronian.

“Fine,”

The pause was long as you looked up at Red through your eyelashes.

“Hot Shot said, " We can get outta here and I can show you how fast I really am.”

WHen quoting what the bot said to you earlier, your tone softened, almost ashamed, you didn’t want to admit what he said.

The intake from Red Alert was almost alarming, it was slow but deep. Almost like he had held his breath for too long. He leaned his forehead against yours.

“Now, what's so hard, Sweetspark.”

The silence fell fast, his servo went back to action, unbuttoning your pants and then diving digits first into your pussy. Not a stop, not a warning, nothing.

“I’m afraid you've forgotten who you belong to, and I’d like to remind you of it.”

The feeling of circles being rubbed into your clit and the occasional swirl from there to your entrance, felt like heaven. Yeah you could at any moment ask him to just simply fuck you, but something about the way he handled you when he was possessive. His digits got you too close to release. You grabbed his arm, with a plea to not stop. Shortly after the plea he stopped his actions, a loud whine leaving in the place of a moan.

“Not so fast, yeah. It took you a lil too long to tell me what Hot Shot said. Only fair I get my fun outta this.”

He was toying with you. You watched the smirk appear on his face plate, he was enjoying watching you crumble. You knew what you had gotten yourself into, but for some reason you weren’t ready.

“Let's start again, yeah.”

He fully pulled your pants off, the feeling of being trapped no longer a problem. He picked you up and put you on the table behind you. Kissing you as his servo went back to business. The attention given to you clit, had you riding the edge again. HIs lips captured yours, as two digits entered your pussy. Your gaps and breathy whimpers quickly turned into moans, loud moans. You had the decency to try and quit them, but when Red Alert noticed your hand come up to your mouth he stopped everything he was doing to you. Pulling your hand off your mouth.

“No no no, you don’t get to be quiet.”

He pulled you off the table, turning you around and bending you over it. The familiar sound of the spike plating being opened as he aligned himself with you. Rubbing the tip of his spike up and down your slit, then pushing it in fully.

You were never one for being too loud, but this time you could be quiet. Your moans started once again, louder as he drilled his spike in you. His servos occasionally slap on your ass.

“Yeah, be louder. Let everyone know who you belong to.”

The noises from the little room you both were in were pornographic, and god did he fuck you good. The knot in your stomach kept getting tighter and tighter.

“Red!”

You were gasping for air between both the moans and words you were trying to let out.

“Oh god, I'm gonna cum Red!”

You were getting desperate, the knott and fuzzy feeling in the bottom of your stomach was getting unbearable. Your desperate moans and the way the knot turned with each thrust and grunt he let out.

“Please Red,”

Your begging was short lived, as the bot grabbed your hips harsher with no intention to stop.

“Nope, not until I tell you.”

In one swift motion he pulls out and flips you on your back. He grabs one of your legs and throws it over his shoulder. The same harsh grip on your waist as he plugins his spike right back to where it was originally. His speed is quicker and sloppier, you could tell he was close to finishing as well. You thought you’d give your pleas one more time.

“Red,”

He thrusts harshly into you, you lose your breath.

“Please, Red.”

“Please what, (Y/N)”

His tone is harsh, harsher than it was when he told you no to finish.

“Please I wanna cum. I’ll do anything.”

He smirks, reaching his servo up to move your hair out of your face.

“I wanna see that pretty face when you cum on my spike. Wanna hear you moan my name”

His thrust seems to be getting harder by the second, but with the same sloppy movement it tells you.

“Let everyone in the Autobot Base, who the hell you belong to!”

That was the last push you needed. The knot in your stomach brusted, and with your eyes squeezed shut you finished all over the mechs spike. Not even a second after Red Alert follows suit. The feeling of his transfluid filling you up.

He stands there, allowing you both time to come down from your highs.

“Sweetspark?”

He calls out to you, you open your eyes to see the bot leaned over you. His signature red visor looking at you, you can feel the worry through it.

“Are you okay?”

You laugh pulling his helm in for a kiss.

“Never better.”

He nervously laughs back at you. His nerdy medic personality comes back in seconds. You smiled at him as he got ready to start moving again.

“Let's get you taken care of, Sweetspark.”

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heatsu · 2 years

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I like red alert a normal amount (sarcasm)

#my art #transformers art #transformers g1 #transformers #maccadams #red alert #Transformers red alert #heatsu art #digital

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cheesebreadgremlin · 22 days

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RANDOM POLL! Which Transformers character(s) should I plushify this week if my uterus will allow it?

Feel free to reblog for a bigger sample size or to encourage which blorbos I shall plushify!

#transformers #transformers ratchet #transformers drift #fortress maximus #bluestreak #transformers smokescreen #transformers scavengers #transformers red alert #transformers cerebros #transformers jetfire #poll #idw grimlock

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kindaaaverage · 1 year

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My piece for @detroit-daily-zine

#the zine looks so beautiful omfg #also it was a pleasure to work w all these talented artists and writers #transformers #transformers art #mtmte #tfa #transformers animated #tf red alert #transformers red alert #tfa red alert #maccadam #maccadams

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pawweh · 1 year

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Tf sketch dump

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minniethemoocherda · 5 months

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Give Me Reason

Summary: If Red Alert could go to their therapy sessions for Inferno, take their medication for Inferno and be willing to die for Inferno, then the least they could do was to try going to one of his stupid Chess Club games for him too.

A/N: This takes place between chapters 11 and 12 of my Jazzprowl fic Iridescent but you don't have to read that for this to make sense. BTW I made Red Alert non0binary and Bluestreak a transgirl.

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As their alarm wailed, Red Alert felt a rise of panic as they woke up without the familiar feeling of Inferno's strong arms wrapped around them. Before they could allow their thoughts to spiral, Red checked the calendar that they had mounted to the wall.

Usually on this day of the week, Inferno would be finishing the nightshift monitor duty, giving the pair a moment to appreciate each other's company before Red Alert took over for the day shift.

But as the calendar reminded them, this morning they were meeting up with Prowl the first session of Inferno's new Chess Club.

The fire truck could deny it all he liked, but Red Alert knew that he had come up with the ideas as a way to help them make friends.

Unfortunately Red Alert would have to admit, that they were a bit lacking in the friends department.

Sure they had their mandatory check ins with Rung and Ratchet but that wasn't the same. Inferno was the sweetest bot on the planet so of course he had plenty of friends. And Red wanted him to enjoy spending time with those friends without having to worry about them being left on their own. Plus It wasn't fair to Inferno to put all their emotional baggage onto him. Therefore as much as changing their routine could freak them out, Red Alert knew that making some friends would be the best for the both of them.

Or he's finally fed up of dealing with your glitch and is trying to pawn you on to someone else.

"Yeah, yeah whatever." Red Alert mumbled, ignoring their reflection in the mirror, as they walked past it to grab their morning medication.

If they could go to their therapy sessions for Inferno and take their medication for Inferno and be willing to die for Inferno, then they could try going to at least one of his chess club games for him.

Red Alert cringed at the wave of nausea as they uploaded the medication directly into their wrist port. They hated having to be reliant on the stupid things but as Inferno liked to remind them, everyone also had to clean their denta every day just as everyone had to eat a morning meal every day and got to bed every night too. So it was just another step to their daily routine to take the medication as well. No matter the momentary discomfort.

Plus the last time they'd been off their meds, the voices in their head convinced them that everyone had betrayed them, even Inferno, causing them to nearly team up with Starscream! So they were willing to put up with anything to avoid a repeat of that.

Checking the time on their internal clock, they filled up a cube of energon from their personal stash and headed for the recreational room.

Now Red Alert knew that it was near impossible that the energon in the rec room was poisoned, especially with all the security checks they had personally put in place. But as all their personal supply had been pre-checked they knew that their own was one hundred percent safe. Therefore it was one less thing for their glitch to worry about, so hopefully they could focus on trying to enjoy the game.

Red Alert had ensured that only them and Prowl would free right now. With the morning shift not due to start for another hour, everyone else was either working the night shift or still in recharge. So as they entered the rec room, they were momentarily panicked to see that Prowl was not alone. Before Red's glitch could spiral, they recognised the other person as Bluestreak.

Now Red Alert had made sure to review every last detail about everyone in the Autobot army, so they knew all about how Prowl had become guardian of the young bot after the destruction of Praxus.

Red had theorised why the head of tactics had agreed to join the club considering that Prowl the only person in the army more anti-social than themselves, with theories ranging from him secretly being a Deception spy to alternative universe doppelganger. But now all the pieces fell into place.

Prowl was doing this for Bluestreak. Just like how Red Alert was doing this for Inferno.

Although they if they really felt like being honest, then they were both also doing it for themselves.

"See you later!" Bluestreak called out as she raced off to their post with far too much energy for this time in the morning.

Red Alert gave them a polite nod in return before setting up the chess board that they'd brought with them on the table.

Again, Red Alert knew that it was highly unlikely that Prowl would not have tampered with the communal set. But with them trying something new, Red felt the need to be as in control as possible to stop them from spiralling about the situation. Sure It was an overly paranoid precaution. But it was also a mechanism that helped them cope and right now, keeping themselves calm was the most important thing.

After exchanging good morning greetings, the pair got straight into the match.

Red Alert was pleasantly surprised to find that Prowl was actually a challenge.

Inferno had improved a lot over the many years that they had been playing chess together, but unless Red Alert lost on purpose then they would always win. So it was a little exhilarating to play an equal opponent.

The pair exchanged little small talk, instead preferring to focus on the game. But that in of itself told Red Alert that the two of them probably had more in common than they initially realised. Maybe one day, after many more games, Red would hopefully feel comfortable enough to share these thoughts.

They played for the hour that they had allotted when people started to shuffle into the recreation room still half asleep for their morning shift or trying to catch an extra bit of socialisation before turning in for the night.

Red Alert knew that they would both prefer to continue their match next week then to keep playing when surrounded by a crowd.

Red took note of the positions of all the peices. They then asked Prowl if he wanted a copy but he shook his head.

"I trust you." The head tactician stated.

Red Alert couldn't begin to describe how happy that simple statement made them. As head of security, people trusted them to protect them all from Decepticon attacks. But nobody ever trusted them with anything personal.

Red headed off to the monitor room with a skip in their step, for once the voice in their head kept from making any snide remarks.

They opened the door to find Inferno already standing to attention.

They knew that the fire truck wanted to rush over to welcome them with a hug, but as ever he remained the picture of professionalism whilst on duty. Which was on the many reasons Red fell in love with him all those years ago, back when the pair were simple firefighters working at the same station, before the war turned them into soldiers.

"Nothing to report Commander." Inferno stated.

"Thank you Officer. You are dismissed." Red Alert told him.

No longer on duty, Inferno squeezed their elbow as he slipped through the door.

"I'm glad you had a good time." Inferno smiled, having no doubt felt the joy radiating through their conjunx bond.

Red Alert allowed themselves a smile in return before heading over to the console.

As soon as they logged on, they started checking through all of the Ark's security cameras, already coming up with new ideas of how to best cover any potential blind spots.

Because for as much as their glitch often made it difficult, all Red Alert ever wanted to do was help people. It was why they became a firefighter and then an Autobot and then a Commander as the Head of Security. And although sometimes they found it hard to help themselves, there was nothing that they wouldn't do to help others. So if meeting up to play chess once a week helped Inferno and Prowl, then Red would gladly do it.

The fact that it made them happy too was just a bonus.

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image-thot · 9 months

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Hiii I just stumbled upon your blog. Omg,the size calculations of the valves and stuff is so nice to see fr. Btw what do you think the size of Inferno's or Red Alert's interfacing stuff??