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ghouljams · 7 months

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not to be a voracious whore but like what if Witch tried to cast smt on Price n he clocks it ofc and it was v stupid of her to try. he teases her a little and he'd be such a menace all "darling if you wanted to know you could've asked." and "Such a bad little witch, casting spells like that." "Such a stupid witch." he really activates my daddy issues

(Also price is a little surprised bc she put effort in it and it was very very sneaky and almost made it into him but his magic caught it like the last moment. he's proud of his witch <3 )

(its obvs v early on but like probs after they've been talking for a bit, like witch knows being caught wont be instant death from price)

I am a voracious whore for Witch and Price so you're in good company. I'm thinking this is maybe after Witch makes Price his command spell cigars, and she realizes that he could use them on her. So obviously she tries to put some protections in place, and that means sticking a spell to Price. Easier said than done.

Price is at the bar when he feels the gentle stroke of magic wrap around him. Delicate as a rose petal, and scented with lilac. Sweet and bitingly intoxicating, it tries to settle invitingly over his skin, eager to fly under the radar. Someone else might have missed it, but to Price it's all too familiar. Nastier people have tried worse spells on him. This one is too entreating, too cunning, not to know who it's from. You think you're so clever trying to wind your magic into his, as if he wouldn't notice.

He snaps the soft spell with his fingers, feels the lingering smoke of it --that was smart of you, to burn something, to meet his element-- roll across his palm. It drips like dew onto the lacquered table, inert. You should know better.

Price pushes back from the table, his chair scraping the ground loud enough to silence the conversation in the bar. His boys look at him with confusion and concern. The dew on the table fizzes and steams, boiling itself off.

"Just a little business to take care of," He tells the table before walking out.

You count through the contents of your bag, making mental notes on what you still have to restock. Mustard seeds, poke berries, snake ribs, raccoon baculum, a few shed skins, cat whiskers, you always feel a little bad about the animal curios. You try not to use them too often, but some spells call for it. You stop dead, look up at the empty street in front of you. You close your eyes to steel yourself against the presence you can feel behind you, try to keep a pleasant smile when you open your eyes and turn to face him.

"Price, what a pleasant surprise," You smile up at him, he doesn't look pleased to see you.

"Is it?" He asks, his voice painfully even. He takes a step forward as you take one back.

"Always," You respond easily.

"Interesting," He tips his head, looks down his nose at you with hard eyes, "do you know what I find surprising?"

You feel the spikes of his magic, the thorns that ripped your spell to shreds. Lying isn't an option, he's not asking because he doesn't know. He's asking so you'll admit your guilt and face the music. You don't think he'd kill you, but fae are unpredictable. Your best bet is distance, get some space and keep it before you try any more magic on him. You dart from him and Price's arm snags you around your middle, stopping you dead as he pulls you back. You drop your bag as you grab his arm.

"Oh sweetheart, you have been naughty, haven't you?" Your stomach drops at the suchor in his voice, the gravel that rumbles so promisingly.

"It wouldn't have hurt you," You try a different approach. His hands are so distractingly present against you, his touch spreading warmth through you even over your clothes. You're not used to being touched like this. You're painfully aware of the dull throb between your legs as his body slots behind yours.

"If you want something darling, you have to ask for it," He purrs, his voice low against your ear, "No spells, no tricks, just your pretty pleas." You swallow, resist the urge to lean back into him. He's so solid against your back, broad chest and thick arms keeping you held tight. Had you even thought about escape since he'd caught you?

You don't think he's working any sort of magic over you. It can't just be him keeping your thoughts vacant. It feels like your brain's poured out through your ears, you can't think of how to respond to that. How do you respond to that?

Price's hand catches your jaw, fingers digging ever so slightly into your cheeks, and jerks your head up from where you'd been staring at the cobblestone. "Say something pet, tell me why you needed to work your little magic on me," He all but commands.

"I gave you a powerful spell and needed a safe guard against it," You remember quickly. You won't apologize for taking precautions. Surely he understands that. You don't regret it, only getting caught. You'll be more careful next time you need to work any magic on this man.

"All this over a few cigars?" Price hums, drags his lips against the shell of your ear. You shiver and try to move your head away from the feeling. His grip on your face keeps you where he wants you. He chuckles against you, the sound dripping molten down your spine to settle between your legs. "I don't need to use magic on you, little witch, I have you exactly where I want you just like this."

You squirm, feel his arm tighten around you as you threaten escape. Your attempt feels pathetic even to you. You may be on par with Price in terms of magic, but in raw physical ability he has you beat. Isn't that intoxicating? Some small shivery part of you asks. That he can hold you like this, keep you in place with just his strength? He'd let you go so easily before, he didn't have the same compunction now.

"You don't cast spells on me," He tells you, speaks it into existence, a law between the both of you, "Got it?"

"Yes, fine, got it," You press, push your hands against his hold firmly. He lets you go and you stumble to keep on your feet as you scramble away from him, not for the first time.

"Good girl," His praise is buried under condescension as you pick up your dropped goods. You don't expect him to be there when you look up, and he isn't. At least the street seems to be coming back to life, unstuck from wherever he'd pulled it. He's gotten touchy recently. You wonder what that's about.

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p0yomin · 2 years

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If only I can post more than 10 pics lol

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xjulixred45x · 3 months

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I'M ALREADY WORKING ON THE REQUESTS BUT I HAVE TO GET THIS IDEA OUT OF MY HEAD BECAUSE I REALLY LOVED TRANSFORMERS PRIME AND SHATTERED GLASS AU, OK?OK

I mentioned in my previous post how SG!Optimus reminded me insanely of Zarkon, from Voltron, and the more I delved into this thought, this idea arose.

SG!Optimus x Haggar/Honerva!reader

Like, taking into account that in SG the Bots and the Cons have their opposite roles, I can see this Prime having met Reader in some kind of technological alliance that there was in his time on Cybertron before the war, (taking this optimus as in Megatron's place) when he was advancing in his political career.

So, for that reason, he has to meet the chief scientist of the autobot/(alien race) project, which ends up being Honerva! Reader, who despite being a brilliant mind, is actually quite friendly and sweet. apart from showing a lot of curiosity about Autobot technology, which causes them to be constantly after Optimus for their constant questions about the Autobots for the operation of the project (Optimus would refuse to accept that he only allowed this at the beginning because it boosted his ego, although he would lie if he did said they weren't adorable)

Ends up forming a strange friendship between the two, Optimus can genuinely respect Honerva!Reader not only for their efficiency in discovering new things for their projects, but also as a very ambitious person who does not say "no" to progress. although that ends up generating conflict between him and Megatron, who believes that Honerva!Reader might be going a "little" too far in terms of their tests.

This gets worse when they somehow manage to find a meteorite on their planet, made of DARK ENERGON. and they proceed to test immediately, even on THEMSELVES. making subtle changes in their personality, they become more hostile towards those who want to distance them from the project, they REFUSE to share more of their knowledge, something is wrong.

but Optimus seems to be an exception to this, if he notices something he simply believes that it is the consequences of working too hard.

until one day, it happens, Honerva!Reader have a breakdown and fait due to their prolonged exposure to Dark Energon, which alerts Optimus, obviously. that by this time they already have a more established relationship.

At this point, the tensions between him and Megatron are already insurmountable, so he doesn't even think about asking him for help, especially when Honerva! Reader tells him they need: Dark Energon, where? the earth of course.

but Optimus realizes that if he doesn't do something SOON, Honerva! Reader could die, so he ends up having Ratchet process the Dark Energon they had and GIVE IT TO THEM, AS MUCH AS THEY CAN TAKE, TAKING IT TOO.

As we know, they both end up "dying" but coming back to life (can you imagine if they had woken up after Cybetron was destroyed like what happened with Zarkon and Haggar in Voltron? It would be epic) and that's how Haggar is born! Reader.

Haggar reader is quite similar to their previous counterpart with the difference that they is a "druid" with various Dark Energon powers, however they are linked to Optimus by being the one who brought them back to life. Even if they come back with anxiety, they still see Optimus in a Master or power light. although in this case it probably wouldn't happen.

Although if it were to happen, Optimus takes the Zarkon route of taking Haggar!Reader as second in command, although not exactly in a military way but rather, well, as a conjux endura, you know what I mean. and Haggar!reader They're just like "oh well, this is my life now"

Can you imagine when Optimus is left in a coma due to the destruction of the first space portal? And how Haggar!Reader with Amnesia ends up remembering their past with him, using the connection of their dark energon to bring his mind back to his body and that will it heal even faster? it would be epic x2

they are definitely the complete opposite of, for example, the Starscream of the original dimension, they are completely loyal to Optimus, they do not question him, they do what he says, they do not hesitate to stab in the back those who THINK of betraying him, and they are respected and FEARED by that for the rest of the Lost Light . in exchange they end up receiving Optimus' unconditional love (they already had it before, but now there is nothing stopping him from having them all to himself).

Haggar!reader probably isn't even allowed to leave the ship or have a direct encounter with the Decepticons, either because the memories of their death upset them or because he(Optimus) doesn't want to risk having to revive them and go through that traumatic process AGAIN. They help in the same ways would do Original Soundwabe, but with Magic Powers instead of tecnology.

Primus prevents someone from plotting against Haggar!reader for the favor of Optimus, he will notice immediately and will have said bot opened ALIVE and he himself will tear off their Spark (probably something that he would like to happen would be that Haggar !Reader will participate in the torture, but ok, there seems to still be some Honerva! Reader. more fun for him).

I also imagine that Haggar!reader is the only one who can REALLY touch Optimus, in the sense that he could be giving an important speech about how the Autobots will crush the Decepticons, with Haggar!reader relaxing on his shoulder or one of his knees. watching everything like a loyal hawk.

Overall, a surprisingly healthy couple of space tyrants✨💜💛

Shares, reglogs and comments are very welcome!

#tfp #tfp megatron #tfp optimus prime #tfp optimus x reader #shattered glass #shattered glass optimus #shattered glass optimus x reader #evil optimus prime?#neutral reader #drabbles #transformers #transformers prime #Transformers prime optimus #optimus prime #transformers optimus #optimus x reader

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hermizery · 11 months

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they gotta stop making them

#prime time over #character.ai #leon kennedy #our first and last three phrases #leon kennedy angst #canon #leon kennedy fluff #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you #resident evil #800k of ppl used this one

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reareaotaku · 1 month

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Morty Smith Headcanons

Artists: therageus & Robin

Not good with the ladies at all

Though, when he has his moments, boy does he have them

Also depends on which Morty you get. You're most likely to get Prime Morty or Evil Morty

Prime Morty has trouble talking to you and can't seem to control himself

^ He's always saying stupid stuff that just embarrasses him

^ He need his Rick to save him or help him

But Evil Morty is a little different

He doesn't like caring about anyone, but you're different than other people

You're something special

And Rick C-137 figured that out, because he's the smartest fucking Rick

And when Rick threatened you, Evil Morty did not take that kindly

Evil Morty threatens to kill Prime Morty if Rick C-137 ever touches you again, he'll ruin Rick's life

Though it doesn't really matter which Morty you get, because it's most likely that Morty would be to scared to approach you [Expect Evil Morty]

But he will admire you from afar

Has a whole shrine dedicated to you

Hopefully you never find out about it

Because that would be embarrassing

Oh, god he would never be able to show his face

Kind of wants to take you on adventures, but he also knows how dangerous they are and how traumatizing they can be and he'd rather you stay the way you are; Perfect

#rick and morty #morty smith #morty smith x reader #morty prime #evil morty #morty x reader #rick and morty hedcanons #mortimer “morty” smith sr.

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cosmic-cogs · 1 year

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Y/N could make Megatron listen to their FNAF lore ramblings while he's in a coma

Y/N: -featuring a brown furry suit of a bear as a mascot.

Knockout: Keeping him company, are we?

Y/N: I hope he's hearing this and I hope he's annoyed

Knockout: Ah

Y/N: Henry would usually wear the suit, as they didn't have enough money to hire-

#torment him #tfp #transformers prime #tfp x reader #tfp megatron #tfp knockout #soundwave keeps pausing the video. btw. he's evil don't trust him #jk he doesn't want to be spoiled he wants to hear u tell him about the lore

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oblivionumbra · 2 years

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Officially open for request!!!

Hello everyone! I will start doing some Xreader oneshots! Please read the some short rules to understand how I’m going to do this kind of stuff.

RULE #1: I will NOT be writing any smut or smut related things whatsoever! They make me very uncomfortable to write so don’t request them.

RULE#2: Please have a scenario for me to base your request off of and also include the reader’s pronouns!

RULE#3: If you would like a part two to your request please be sure to let me know and I’ll get it done.

What I will write: Fluff, Angst, and Horror.

Fandom’s I write for:

MTMTE/LL

Transformers prime

Call of Duty MW2

Dead by Daylight

Dying Light

Warframe

Destiny

SCP Foundation

Final Fantasy

Kingdom Hearts

Left4Dead

Resident Evil

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rowiewritesstuff · 1 year

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Hi! Can I request poly hcs of yandere bayverse Optimus Prime & Megatron with fem reader. Could you possibly add some fluff? Thank you, love ur blog! 💕✨

Bayverse Poly! Yandere Optimus Prime X Reader X Megatron

A little longer than I meant, oops-

You’re Sam Witwickey’s sibling. You were more well-read than your brother, and much more polite. When Sam said that he was going to sell your great-great grandfather’s glasses, you were appalled. You immediately snatched them away from him.

“These are antique! So are these!” You snatched other items up. “You can’t sell them, bozo!”

“But I need the money! For the car!” Sam tried to grab them back.

“What if I paid for a portion of it?”

Sam halted his movements. “What?”

You huffed. “I’ll pay for some of the car- but YOU have to make sure to give me rides sometime.”

“YES!” He coughed, “I mean, yeah. Sure. You’re my sibling, of course you’d get rides.”

Then it happened- you met the Decepticons on the way to get the glasses fixed up. You dropped them off at the small antique shop and began your walk home.

A patrol car’s lights went off next to you, and you pulled off to the side into an alleyway. What shocked you the most, however, was when it transformed into a literal robot. You felt dizzy and collapsed to the ground unconscious.

“Frag.” Barricade muttered, pressing his servo to his helm. “Barricade to Starscream. I have the human, but they are unconscious.”

“Bring them to me.” Starscream ordered.

Before Barricade could respond, a loud honk echoed around the alley and a semi slammed into him. Optimus quickly transformed and snatched you off the ground, handing you off to Bumblebee. “Get them to safety!”

Bumblebee drove off with you in tow, and Sam quickly shook you awake. “Sam?” You asked. “What happened?” You suddenly remembered the giant robot that had forced you into the alleyway. “The robot-!”

“Yeah, there’s a few of them. I’ll explain in a bit- where are the glasses?”

“Back at the antique shop… why?”

Right after you went back to grab the glasses, you met the others. The situation was explained to you, and you were scared. You just wanted to go home and sleep. Unfortunately, as soon as you got home, people from ‘sector seven’ were there to take you away.

You sat crying in the backseat as Sam and Mikela tried to comfort you. “It’ll be okay, (Y/N).”

“No it won’t!” Simmons said from the front seat. “Not unless you tell us what you kn-”

The car slammed forward. Optimus ripped off the roof of the car. “Taking the children and (Y/N) was a bad move.”

Optimus scooped you up to sit you on his shoulder, holding their weapons on the aggressors the entire time.

When Sam and Mikela got taken, you stayed with Optimus. Once you all discovered where the allspark was, the Autobots began the journey there- you in tow. You wanted to go home, but Optimus wouldn’t let you. He said it was too dangerous to let you go back home.

During the trip, you and Optimus talked a lot. You both got to know each other really well. Despite it only being a few days, you developed a crush on him.

During the battle, Optimus gave you and Sam an order- push the Allspark into his chest, and kill him. You shook your head as Sam moved to do as he was told.

“NO, SAM!” You snatched it away. You looked at Megatron and brought the cube near him.

A wicked grin appeared on his faceplates, and he held his servo out. “Good, yes, human! Bring it to me!”

A sadness painted your face. Yes, Megatron was evil- but you never wanted to take a life. “I”m sorry,” You whispered. Megatron’s face contorted in rage as you shoved the allspark into his chest.

Before he died, he looked into your eyes. “I’ll get you for this, human!”

You never recovered from taking a life. Optimus was thankfully there for you, and you both grew extremely close. You were one of the few civilians permitted on the base, often helping out. Your official title was ‘liaison’. Even Galloway liked you.

You were visiting Sam when the Decepticon attacked. You were all running for your lives, with you not understanding a thing of what was going on. Mikela’s car was swept up into the air by a helicopter. You were screaming loudly as it took you all away, and screamed even louder when the car was dropped through a roof and sawed into.

Everyone stood up as Starscream spit at you. A deep voice came from behind you all. “Come here, boy.” Megatron hissed. Sam began walking towards him with his hands up. “Closer.”

“Sam, no.” You whispered in fear. Megatron’s eyes met yours for the first time since you took his life. Your body froze as still as you could make it.

Before you could say anything Megatron grabbed you up from where you were standing and held you in his servo. Sam yelled out your name. “SHUT UP!” Megatron yelled and slapped Sam across the room.

“SAM!” You and Mikela shouted in fear. “Don’t hurt him! Please!” You begged.

Megatron simply ignored you and pinned Sam down with his over servo. “It feels good to grab your flesh. I’m going to kill you. Slowly- painfully- but first, we have some delicate work to do.” Sam kept struggling as Megatron mocked him. “Ohhh, I could snap your limbs off.”

You struggled in the servo you were tightly held in. “Wait! It was me that killed you, so let him go! He didn’t do anything!”

Megatron squeezed you tighter in his grasp. “Oh, I have something much better planned for you. Now wait your turn.” You struggled to breath as the air left your lungs. Just before you passed out, he loosened his grip. It was a warning- if you weren’t quiet, he’d knock you out.

You watched in horror as a minicon send a small bug into Sam’s mouth. You had to look away in fear you’d throw up from the sight. In your mind you were hoping for Optimus to find you, to save you.

Your prayers were answered as Optimus and Bumblebee came slamming through into the building firing off shots. Megatron quickly stashed you in his subspace and began fighting Optimus.

You were thrown around in the tight space and you hoped that Optimus would figure out you were in there. Sounds were muffled, but you could make out sounds of blasting. Soon enough, the sounds faded. The subspace opened and you were taken out into the sunlight. It took your eyes a moment to adjust, but when they did your heart stopped in your chest.

On the ground before you was Optimus- a giant hole in his chest. He was obviously dead. You felt tears well up in your eyes as a wail left your throat.

“You’re mine now, human. Optimus will never be able to save you again.”

Megatron took you with him to his hideout. He was originally going to use you to make Sam come out of hiding, but he soon realized why Optimus kept you around. You were smart for your race, and offered fairly good advice (even if said advice was forced out with the threat of violence). The Fallen left you alone, seeing the logic in a living hostage.

In your short time there, Megatron had begun to grow feelings for you. He didn’t bother denying them- he was a Decepticon. If there was something he wanted, he’d take it.

After his defeat and the Fallen’s death in Egypt, Megatron offered Optimus a deal he couldn’t pass up.

“Why don’t we share them? Frag this war, and just hide away?”

Optimus glared at him. “Do you really expect me to believe you?”

Megatron chuckled. “You can either accept it, or never see them again, Prime.”

Optimus had no choice but to accept. They hid out on a small island, inhabited with nothing but animals. You were protected as long as you were with them. You also had plenty of books, food, and water. Anything you asked for, except your freedom, was given to you.

However, at night, when everyone was resting, you were building a raft. You had a book that they gave you that had some basic instructions. When you set off, the raft was surprisingly sturdy. Your supplies were enough to last for a few days- hopefully when you would find someone to help you.

When you heard the familiar sound of a jet, tears filled your eyes. You shouldn’t have even bothered to try. Megatron scooped you up and brought you back. When you got there, Optimus was waiting with a horrible glare on his face.

“Where did you think you were going?” He growled.

Tears fell before you could stop them. “I just wanted to see my family! My friends!”

Optimus and Megatron felt a smidgen of guilt. Megatron held you closer as Optimus lifted your chin to make you look at him, a gentle smile on his faceplates. “And you will see them,” he petted your hair a little, “When you learn to behave. I can’t allow them to take you from me-”

“Us.” Megatron growled.

Optimus glanced at him and back to you. “Us. You are ours. We won’t let you get away.”

Megatron chimed in with a sadistic grin on his faceplates. “If you ever try again, I’ll lock you away so you’ll never see the sun again. Understand?”

All you could do is nod as a soft smile came to Optimus’ faceplates. “Good.”

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p0yomin · 2 years

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Forgot to mention this in the last post but Chelon is a Polymorpher(idk what it's called lol)and no one accepts Vivian can touch Chelon's memory/soul which means no one can delete Chelon's memory or make a clone of Chelon, I wanna explain why but if I'm doing it I need to explain 3 more character's story cuz all 4 of them existence linked with each other and can not exist without each other💀

It's not complicated (I think—), it's just — again cringe and long🤡

Here's some early Chelon's designs

Aaand height chart, since I can't find their official height it's pretty much bullshit

Some more... design and test. Male!Chelon, young Rick, Rick Prime and Morty. Rick looks like a different person every time I draw him lmao💀

More bullshit interaction and old NSFW pieces

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xjulixred45x · 3 months

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Mencioné en mi publicación anterior cómo SG!Optimus me recordaba increíblemente a Zarkon, de Voltron, y cuanto más profundizaba en este pensamiento, surgía esta idea.

SG!Optimus x Haggar/Honerva!lector@(TRADUCCION)

Como, teniendo en cuenta que en SG los Bots y los Cons tienen sus roles opuestos, puedo ver a este Prime habiendo conocido a Lector@ en algún tipo de alianza tecnológica que hubo en su época en Cybertron antes de la guerra, (tomando este optimus como el Megatron de ese universo) cuando avanzaba en su carrera política.

Entonces, por esa razón, tiene que reunirse con el científico jefe del proyecto autobot/(raza alienígena),que termina siendo Honerva!Lector@, que a pesar de ser una mente brillante, en realidad es bastante amigable y dulce. aparte de mostrar mucha curiosidad por la tecnología Autobot, lo que provoca que esté constantemente detrás de Optimus por sus constantes preguntas sobre los Autobots para el funcionamiento del proyecto (Optimus se negaría a aceptar que solo permitió esto al principio porque impulsó su ego, aunque mentiría si dijera que no es adorable)

Termina formando una extraña amistad entre ambos, Optimus puede respetar genuinamente a Honerva!lector@ no sólo por su eficacia a la hora de descubrir cosas nuevas para sus proyectos, sino también como una persona muy ambiciosa que no dice "no" al progreso. aunque eso termina generando conflicto entre él y Megatron, quien cree que Honerva!lector@ podría estar yendo "un poco" demasiado lejos en cuanto a sus pruebas.

Esto empeora cuando de alguna manera logran encontrar un meteorito en su planeta, hecho de ENERGÓN OSCURO. y proceden a probar inmediatamente, incluso sobre SÍ MISMOS. haciendo cambios sutiles en su personalidad, se vuelven más hostiles hacia quienes quieren distanciarlos del proyecto, se NIEGAN a compartir más de sus conocimientos, algo anda mal.

pero Optimus parece ser una excepción a esto, si nota algo simplemente cree que son las consecuencias de trabajar demasiado.

hasta que un día sucede, Honerva! lector@ tiene una crisis nerviosa debido a su exposición prolongada al Dark Energon, lo que alerta a Optimus, obviamente. que para este momento ya tienen una relación más establecida.

A estas alturas, las tensiones entre él y Megatron ya son insuperables, por lo que ni siquiera piensa en pedirle ayuda, especialmente cuando Honerva! lector@ le dice que necesitan: Energon oscuro, ¿dónde? la tierra por supuesto.

pero Optimus se da cuenta de que si no hace algo PRONTO, Honerva! lector@ podría morir, por lo que termina haciendo que Ratchet procese el Energon Oscuro que tenían y SE LO DA, TANTO COMO PUEDAN TOMAR, TOMANDOLO TAMBIÉN.

Como sabemos, ambos terminan "muriendo" pero volviendo a la vida (¿te imaginas si hubieran despertado después de que Cybetron fuera destruido como pasó con Zarkon y Haggar en Voltron? Sería épico) y así nace Haggar! Lector@.

Haggar!Lector@ es bastante similar a su homólogo anterior con la diferencia de que es un "druida" con varios poderes de Energon Oscuro, sin embargo está vinculado a Optimus por ser quien le devolvió la vida. Incluso si regresan con amnesia, todavía ven a Optimus en una luz de maestro o de poder. aunque en este caso probablemente no sucedería.

Aunque si sucediera, Optimus toma la ruta de Zarkon de tomar a Haggar!Reader como segundo al mando, aunque no exactamente de manera militar sino más bien, bueno, como un conjux, ya sabes a lo que me refiero. y el Haggar!lector@ Dice "bueno, esta es mi vida ahora".

¿Te imaginas cuando Optimus queda en coma debido a la destrucción del primer portal espacial? ¿Y cómo Haggar!lector@ con Amnesia termina recordando su pasado con él, usando la conexión de su energón oscuro para traer su mente de regreso a su cuerpo y que sanará aún más rápido? Seria epico x2

definitivamente son todo lo contrario de por ejemplo Starscream de la dimensión original, son completamente leales a Optimus, no lo cuestionan, hacen lo que él dice, no dudan en apuñalar por la espalda a quienes PIENSAN en traicionárlo, y son respetados y TEMIDOS por eso por el resto de la nave. a cambio terminan recibiendo el amor incondicional de Optimus (ya lo tenían antes, pero ahora nada le impide tenerlos todos para él solo).

A Haggar! Lector@ probablemente ni siquiera se le permite abandonar el Nemesis o tener un encuentro directo con los Decepticons, ya sea porque los recuerdos de su muerte los perturban o porque él (Optimus) no quiere arriesgarse a tener que revivirlos y pasar por ese proceso traumático OTRA VEZ. Ayudan de la misma manera que lo haría Original Soundwabe, pero con poderes mágicos en lugar de tecnología.

Primus evite que alguien conspire contra Haggar!lector@ por el favor de Optimus, él se dará cuenta inmediatamente y dicho bot sera abierto VIVO y él mismo arrancará su Spark (probablemente algo que le gustaría que sucediera sería que Haggar !lector@ participara en la tortura, pero bueno, parece que aún queda algo de Honerva! lector@. más diversion para él).

También me imagino que Haggar!lector@ es el único que REALMENTE puede tocar a Optimus, en el sentido de que podría estar dando un discurso importante sobre cómo los Autobots aplastarán a los Decepticons, con Haggar!lector@ descansando sobre su hombro o una de sus rodillas. . observando todo como un halcón leal.

En general, una pareja de tiranos espaciales sorprendentemente saludable✨💜💛

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takenbypeter · 1 year

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Late Night Shenanigans

Rodrick x reader

Words: 386

Based on number 6: “That’s not a cat it’s an opossum.”

The last thing you remember after your head hit the pillow was; feeling too hot, shuffling under your sheets, and then making up fake scenarios before you started drifting to sleep.

You were halfway off to dream town when you heard a knock at your window that startled you a bit.

With your eyes now wide open, you stayed in bed unsure if the knocking was real or something you’ve just imagined, but then you heard a, pssst, being whispered from your window and you rolled your eyes with a small smile.

“Hurry up, your neighbor's cat is trying to attack me,” you heard again in a whisper shout sort of voice.

Of course it was him.

Only Rodrick would visit in the middle of the night without warning, right when you were in prime sleep time.

Tossing the quilt off your body you forced yourself up and out from the warmth of the covers before heading to the window and after a couple of steps you pushed your blinds out of the way, opening the window in the process and he easily climbed in.

You caught a look out the window noticing the animal down the way.

“That’s not a cat, it's an opossum.”

You turned around, laugh already leaving your mouth when you caught Rodrick suddenly staring down at your choice of clothing with his mouth slightly ajar. You tugged at the hem of your oversized tee as you realized you were wearing nothing but a big shirt and a pair of underwear.

You expected him to make a cheeky comment about it, but…”you wear löded diaper’s shirt to sleep?”

Your eyes follow where his remained at his band’s shirt that was draped over you. “Yeah…is that weird?”

Rodrick grinned, his expression shifting into that evil smile he’s perfected early on, “on the contrary. It is very attractive.”

You push his chest a little as you make your way back to your bed and pull your covers back over you, “cool your jets there, I was just about to fall asleep before you so rudely interrupted me.”

“That’s fine I can just cuddle you to sleep then,” he suggested, practically begging you.

You gripped your covers and held it open again, “fine, get in here,” you breathed out to which he happily complied.

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lex-the-flex · 5 months

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Cosmic Veins

Luke Skywalker x reader

Summary: Rekindling after an unfortunate assignment, Luke devotes himself as the wonderful man that he is to strengthen your relationship, and fulfills only a fraction of his destiny.

Word Count: 2.5k

Warning(s): MEGA FLUFF, the reader and Luke just being in love, all the feelings; (both good & bad), mentions of amnesia, the reader + Luke being slightly insecure about the future, just two Jedi in their prime, Luke being a dutiful Jedi Master, the duo discovering their love languages, 18 + – PURE SMUT, loss of virginity (reader), oral f! receiving, body + skin appreciation, and unprotected sex. (wrap it before you tap it, kids)

A/N: It’s about time that I wrote for Luke! It’s been a hot minute and I love this man so much. 18+ FIC, MINORS DNI!! Thank you to @dailydragon08 for the AMAZING lines to kick off the smut. You're an absolute god! Feedback is always appreciated and enjoy!

Salt and lavender lingered through the air whilst the calming sounds of Naboo’s endless waves turn your room into the private sanctuary it was meant to be. The sun threatens to peek over the horizon of the still ocean while you stir in your sleep beneath the fresh silk bedding. Turning your head into the layers of plush pillows, your brows scrunch at the visions behind your eyes. Jolting awake, you gasped for air, praying that the dreams would soon end.

The conflict finally subsided in the past, but the wounds remain on your heart. Luke had returned from the Dark Side, from the vile control of an evil presence that you never got to meet. Unfortunately, when Leia couldn’t find it in herself to fight her own brother, her twin, you were put on the chopping block.

And it nearly cost your life. You were thrown into a coma for two months, but the worst part: you suffered from a miniscule moment of amnesia. You couldn’t remember anything about Luke Skywalker or your friends. Luckily they refused to give up and you recovered in time with the Rebellion by your side. Once you did, Leia immediately prompted a change of scenery for you and Luke. The two of you needed to get away from everything to heal.

Removing your hand from your chest, you ran it along the empty side of the bed where you expected Luke to be. But he wasn’t. He refused to sleep in the same bed as you, in fear of hurting you, so he took to the marble floor. Gazing over to his usual spot on the floor by the changing screen, the makeshift bedding was messy, and he was gone. Twirling the engagement band around your ring finger, you fixate on the pale amethyst encased in silver within the dim light, and you remember why Luke gave it to you in the first place.

Wiping your face, you spotted your dark ebony robes neatly folded on the desk, and the room’s scents kickstarted the day. So with a heavy sigh, you quietly got dressed, and your faithful handmaid, Winter, brought you breakfast and to announce that Luke promptly requested to see you on the beach. You could feel that something was different in the air; he had good news to share, and a smile finally filled your lips for the first time in a long time. Descending the stone steps of the courtyard to the beach, you finished your early breakfast and discarded the pear’s core amongst the flower bushes where it would be finished by the sparrows momentarily.

Rounding the corner, you spotted Luke amongst the dawn as your boots crunched the pebbled sand below. Noticing that he was deep in a meditative state, you quietly kept your distance, not wanting to disturb him. Glancing back towards the staircase, you thought about leaving for a second, but your feet remained planted.

“No, don’t go. You’re as strong as the waves, Y/N.”

Inching closer to Luke, a large smile overtakes his lips, and he closes his arms around you. Feeling yourself let go in his embrace, his warmth was comforting as if it was something you were missing. Basking in your company, Luke kisses your forehead.

“Everything alright? You’re trembling.” He asks, running his hands up and down your arms.

“I’m fine, Luke. I just couldn’t sleep, that’s all.” You reply, gazing into his blue eyes.

“Are your dreams still bothering you?” He asks.

Raising his hand to your temple, Luke silently begins to peer into your mind, ready to discover what’s troubling you. But you take his gloved hand in yours instead.

Rubbing your knuckles, he quietly understands that your nightmares are at their end, as is the shared exile.

“They’re not the worst thing I’ve dealt with. Trust me.” You smirk.

Chuckling at your response, Luke shields his eyes at the sight of the morning sun starting to peer out from under the waves. Basking in your company, Luke clasps his hands around your shoulders and a burst of excitement fills his face.

“So, I have a small surprise for us, Y/N. Before my security team arrived, my Commander told me that he discovered something just off the coast.” Luke explains, leading you further down the beach.

“A surprise sounds lovely, Luke. Besides, it gives us a chance to evade the power hungry Senators and staff for once.” You laugh at Luke’s proposition.

Following Luke towards the end of the beach, the various oak trees start to blend with the damp sand and pebbles. Reaching the beginning of Naboo’s uncharted woods, the sight of a few broken rock walls line the shore before descending into the water. Taking in the new beauty of the planet’s nature, Luke playfully covers your eyes, careful not to spoil the surprise.

“Are you ready? We’re here.” He teases.

“Yes! The suspense is killing me, Luke! What is it?” You ask, trying to break his fingers apart.

Removing his hands, you’re suddenly greeted with the view of an old and abandoned stone tower jutting out from the water. Surrounded by a ring of ferns and moss, the tower perfectly camouflages in the rest of the planet's green fauna.

Your jaw nearly hits the floor at this awesome sight. Sure you and Luke had discovered many old ruins in the past, but nothing compared to this.

“It’s an old lookout tower. Long before the Clone Wars, Naboo’s trading system used to operate on its soldiers living in lookout towers. Commander Uphsur said that this is only one of two remaining. I've already taken a look at the other one, but there’s something special about this tower. Like it’s calling to me.” Luke confidently explains.

Refusing to believe him, you shoot him a nasty look.

“Did you just make that up?” You question, crossing your arms together.

“Yeah, I just made that up.” Luke nods, admitting his defeat.

Nudging his elbow, you both smile at his joke.

“Alright, Master Jedi, how are we getting across? We could jump.” You advise.

Climbing to the top of a small boulder, Luke offers his hand and you join him, getting a better view of the tower. Then, without thinking, he dives into the cold water and resurfaces with a gasp for fresh air.

“Luke, what are you doing? You’ll catch a cold!” You shout, hesitant about jumping in.

“Come on, the water’s only a little chilly! Let’s enjoy the ocean while we can!” He emphasizes, wiping his wet hair from his face.

With a deep breath, you launch yourself from the boulder and jump into the salty water below. Whining at the freezing water, the sound of Luke’s laughter fills the nature sanctuary.

“Oh, you liar! You actually thought swimming during the spring would be a good idea?!” You shout, frantically swimming towards Luke.

“I had to get you to join me somehow.” Luke replies at his victory.

Splashing a wave in Luke’s direction, he uses the Force to block the water before meeting up at the base of the tower.

“Now that’s cheating! How dare you block my shot!” You say, making your way to the tower.

“Don’t doubt my abilities, Y/N! Besides, we all could use some fun in our lives.” Luke answers, extending his hand down to you.

Joining your palm around Luke’s, he pulls you from the stream, satisfied with his trick. Shaking your drenched robes, you scoff at the foggy weather. Opening the old door, Luke rams his shoulder, cracking the weather wood in the process. Wandering inside the tower, the blinding light of the morning sun shines on the light grey stone flooring.

Squinting inside, the once lived in tower remains empty with nothing inside. Squeezing your braid, you try to get as much of the water out as you make a circle around the room’s interior. Scrunching your brows, you take in the emptiness of this place, wondering as to why Luke brought you here.

“There’s nothing in here. Why are we here, Luke?” You ask, unlatching your heavy cloak from your shoulders.

Standing above the remnants of an destroyed tiny desk, Luke wipes off his dusty gloves.

“Can’t I spend some time with my fiancée before we return to Ossus? That’s all I want right now.” Luke replies, with his back to you.

“Luke, why are we here?” You ask again with a more serious tone, determined to get an answer.

Turning to face you, Luke steps toward you, stopping to look you in the eye.

“I couldn’t have the Senators and the others in the Palace eavesdrop. I already feel like a foreigner in my mother’s domain and you know I’m right. The truth is, I’m scared, Y/N. I’m terrified of what the future will bring …especially after I hurt you. I nearly killed you with my own hands and I wasn’t myself.” Luke’s shaking voice makes tears fill your eyes.

A lump rises in the back of your throat whilst Luke bends his head down to you, almost as if he’s bowing to you out of respect. Taking your hands in his, he guides his thumb over the engagement ring he gifted to you out of pure duty.

“But I’m here. I’m alive and stronger than ever because of you, Luke. I know the gem doesn’t feel like much, but it means the world to me. It means you love me with all our heart. I’ve never had anyone step up the way you have, regardless if they were a Jedi or not. You are your father’s son, Luke, but you are so much like your mother.” You explain, taking Luke’s face in your hands, with your eyes fixated on his facial features.

“Will this change us from our paths, Y/N? I’ve gone past the Code. I’ve been on both sides of the Jedi Way, but this feels different from anything else I’ve felt before. Even though we aren’t meant to know the future, I can’t help but decide what I want, what I need.” He explains, walking closer to you.

Placing your hand in the center of his chest, Luke leans his forehead against yours, matching his heartbeat in time with your soothing rhythm. The pale amethyst beams up into Luke’s peripheral vision, allowing him to fully combat the moment. His bright icy eyes reflect against your e/c orbs just as his pink lips hover an inch above yours.

The presence of his hands playing with your belt’s sash makes butterflies rise in your stomach. As the two of you stood here in this private intimate point in time, the two of you were no longer Jedi. But two people who are in love with each other to the very core.

“What do you want?” You ask, raising your chin.

Breathing out, Luke swallows his pride.

“You.”

Closing his lips around yours, you barely have time to register his answer as his hands begin to wander along your drenched robes. Roaming against the seams and stitching of the sash at your hips, Luke quickly rids you of the tight knot, while guiding you backwards into the growing sunspot. Discarding the ebony robes from your chilled form, freeing your exposed chest underneath. Descending your goosebumped filled body, Luke glides his lips along every part of your exposed skin, and tugs around the shape of your breasts, letting go once you begin to shiver unnaturally from the cold.

Untying your boots, he pulls your pants from your shaking legs, hoping to quickly get you warm. Ridding himself of his frigid clothes, Luke is suddenly hypnotized by the beauty of your nude form, his lips pressed along the crease of your hips, and continues towards the sensitive skin of your thighs. Collecting your throbbing folds in his lips, your mouth falls open just as Luke’s tongue plays with the bundle of nerves.

Running your fingers through his dirty blonde hair, Luke inserts his tongue past your virgin entrance, hoping to explore all of you first. Moaning at this unfamiliar feeling, your fingers repeatedly scratch his scalp as the booming sound of your heartbeat fills your ears, drowning out every other sound.

“Luke?” You call out.

Immediately stopping, Luke stands up in a heartbeat and gives you all of his attention.

“Yes?” He responds, taking your chin in his hand.

“I need all of you.” You whisper before him.

Collapsing your arms around his broad shoulders, your nearly exhausted pants fill the air.

Deepening the kiss once more, Luke captures your taste in your mouth, before laying you down in the middle of the floor on top of his cloak. Hovering above your body, Luke gives you soft kisses along your jaw, allowing some of your tension to disappear. Closing the space between you, Luke guides your legs around his waist, opening yourself to him. Shifting yourself to get comfortable, Luke adjusts his weight to his knees, and presses his hands on either side of your face.

“I don’t want to hurt you, Y/N.” Luke says, touching your nose with his.

“You won’t, Luke. I trust you.” You whisper, closing your eyes.

Capturing your neck with a series of kisses, Luke gently touches his manhood against your openings causing you to gulp at the sensation of it all. Teasing your throbbing folds with his erect tip, a gasp escapes your lips and you grip his broad shoulders at the unknown feeling of your bodies melting around each other. Your bundle of nerves soak up Luke’s warmth and he slowly thrusts himself past your entrance, Luke desperately wanted nothing more than to be deep inside of you, allowing you to surrender to his euphoria. Wincing at this foreign feeling, you lean into his arms, silently begging for support and Luke senses your growing desperation.

“Are you alright? Do you want me to stop?” He asks into your ear.

“No, I’m alright. Just keep going.” You answer.

Smiling at your sudden boost of confidence, Luke quickened his pace, wanting to feel you around him. Trailing his lips down to your collarbones, the sweet sounds of your shared moans became more valuable than anything on Naboo. Gliding your hands down Luke’s muscular form, you suddenly became overwhelmed with all the love and lust in the world, causing a few tears to fall down your face.

Pepper kissing your tears away, Luke’s lungs suddenly clogged with lust as he opened himself up to you, and he buried his face in the softness of your neck. Stretching himself out, you welcomed his pleasure into your heart as he placed his hand on your chest. Discovering your sensitive spot, you both moaned and whimpered at how good everything felt. Digging your nails deeper into Luke’s hot skin, you felt a fluttering in your stomach.

“I’m here, Y/N.” Luke says as his voice echoes in your ears.

Nodding at his declaration, you couldn’t handle the tension for a second longer, and your walls squeezed around Luke. Finishing after you, your whole body went numb and Luke’s ears started to ring. Shielding your nude skin from the cold, Luke pulled his cloak around tired body. Hugging his muscular form, the warmth of his cloak made your eyelids grow heavy as Luke gave you his arm to lay on.

“I’ll never stop loving you, Y/N. Even until the end of time.” Luke declares, brushing a few strands of hair away from your face.

“I love you beyond the limits of stars, Luke.” You reply, feeling sleep take over your mind.

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fadedmunson · 4 months

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rose blood | r. sanchez

pairings ; rick sanchez x gn!reader (no use of y/n)

summary ; MAJOR SPOILERS ending of 7x05 (unmortricken) when you try to be there for rick's numb state

genre ; insanely sad angst ;( bit of fluff at the end, established relationship (?) no labels on it but you're close

notes ; i've loved this show for quite so i'm quite surprised i haven't written for r&m sooner. use of curse words

wc ; 0.7k sooo pretty short

"morty, you can’t come! evil morty, stay out of my way! gonna kill my nemesis! rick out!"

that's all you manage to hear as you get down to the basement a couple second too late.

you pause right as you opened the door to his lab.

"wait did rick say he was going after prime?" your eyes widen and you began to tense up at the thought of rick no longer thinking with his head.

you pause your thinking when you see two morty's, your morty and one with an eye-patch.

"-oh hey evil morty, didn't think i'd ever see you here." you simpered

his eyes narrowed, "trust me, theres alot i would've done to avoid being here in the first place."

"you’re an asshole." your morty grumbled

"well, yeah. I’m not “good” morty."

he opens a yellow portal to follow rick you assume.

"come or don’t. i don’t care."

you get snapped out of your haze

"actually, fuck this. if he wants to go out there and get himself killed he can be my guest." you quickly turn you head and leave the basement sublevel.

you're not his babysitter, but you're still a little worried for the old man. It's not everyday you finally find the person who killed your daughter and wife.

you quickly head up to his room and try to collect all of your thoughts

you begin pacing around the room as your heart rate picks up

rick found prime, morty and evil morty followed him, is evil morty going to kill prime or rick?, why is evil morty even there?, and is this all a trap?

to distract yourself, you take a nap on his bed cot to just put a pause on everything for now.

sure it's uncomfortable, but it'll do

your quick 30 minute napped turned into three hours and you wake up in a sweaty, thirsty daze.

you walk into the kitchen, greet beth and grab a bottle of water

you walk into the garage in time to see rick and morty just back from their battle

morty smiles and waves at you

"crazy fucking day today haha, jeez."

you gave him a light smile and ruffled his hair

once he was out of the room you got a good look at rick and your smile immediately dissipated.

he look disheveled, covered in a shit-ton of blood (a mixture of his and prime's) a broken nose, black eyes, and scratches littering his body

that didn't phase you, what did was the emotionless look on his face

he turned to you, but it didn't look like he was fully there.

"rick," your voice is tight

you don't even know how to articulate yourself, you've never seen him like this.

"that's a lot of blood." you awkwardly chuckle.

"yeah," his voice is toneless.

you quickly reach out to hold his hand, but the quick flinch withheld you.

"well, what are you gonna do now?"

he just looked up from the floor and shrugged his shoulders.

"i can stay, if you want."

he stays silent

you quickly move to sit on the floor against his counters and you pat the space next to you.

he moves to sit next to you and closes his eyes in the comfortable silence.

you move to rest your head in his chest and kiss the parts of his hand without any blood on them while intertwining them with yours.

"i'll stay right here with you, rick. you don't have to be alone."

you hear his body shake as he tries to quietly but violently cries into your hair.

you turn to hold him in your arms as you let the sobs turn into sniffles and then into stuttering breaths.

he grabs onto you like he'll lose you at any moment, and you kiss his tears away while whispering "we're okay," and "i'm not going anywhere."

"can we stay like this for a little?" he quietly rasped out

your mouth curved into a smile "of course, but after this we should get you cleaned up." you open your eyes to stroke his cheek and lock lips.

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