There Isn't Enough Art Of Transformers In Clothes, And In My Very Biased Opinion, There Isn't Enough

Hey 💌 I’m Saja — a mother trying to hold onto hope through days that feel impossibly heavy.

I know you probably see a lot online, but if you could take just a moment… I’d be so grateful.

💫 A reblog of my pinned post could help our story reach someone who cares.

🌿 And if you’re in a place to give, even a small donation could bring comfort to my daughter and help us feel safe again.

@sajagz, thank you for listening.

Even gentle support creates strength.

From one heart to another — thank you 🤍

I'm sorry for what you're going through :( Unfortunately, all I can do is reblog. I can't donate at the moment. I do hope you pull through and find a better life!

MY GRANDMA SAID HE LOOKED CUTE😭😭😭 LIKE LOOKING AT THE EASTER BUNNY

I know they have no relation but heyyyy they both use hammers as weapons!!!!

At Waffle House for the first time!

Little into my meal

Scrumptious, 10/10

Yummers /pos

Eats post

Bumblebee and Grimlock from tf robots in disguise. Everyone has this image of Bee being the workaholic that cant chill cause he has a pole buried deep into his aft. Nobody knows he's taken after Ratchet party ambulance tendencies: which means he's an utter whore, absolutely shameless, but simply knows how to keep it secret.

He starts to lose control once he sees Grim spikes (yep, this big boy has two huge spikes, barbed and knoted) and you cant change my mind. So after getting dicked once he starts to crave it like energon and things from there spiral.

After the mission is over he kinda dissappears with certain dinobot, and next he's seen he's fucking gravid, forges full of eggs and fluid, swollen leaking needy valves and plump teats leaking milk. He took the role of broodmother for his mate with enthusiasm.

yesss that's what i'm talking about!! Bumblebee's a real cockslut, but he just hasn't had any dick in ages! but then Grimlock shows up and he's so big and so eager and the moment he sticks one of his dino spikes into Bee, he's hooked & begging him to shove the second one in as well. he'll be stuffed full, a beautiful broodmamma ready to push out the next generation of dinobots.

Meet Beutternut. She is an orange gal who works at the biscuit factory. When she isn't panicking and hiding :)

I might go with something different, but I would like to hear others opinions to help

If there's someone out there who likes TFP Mags as much as I do, can you write a silly crack thing about Ultra Magnus?

Its about how Ultra Magnus is starting to aroused by everything around him and he decides to go to the washracks in hopes that a cold shower can help him but it backfires and he yells (bc he thinks he's alone, but he's kinda not) "PRIMUS DAMNIT WHY IS EVERYTHING MAKING ME HORNY!?" I'd think it's be funny. Bonus if someone helps him. All because he's been alone for too damn long in space fighting a war

🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

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Chuffed

I Am Saja – A Mother Holding On Through the Return of War

My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

Bee felt unsure about this,but he was the one to suggest it. Luckily, Grim would not go through this unless he gave his consent through words. They also have a safe word, so if Bee or Grim wanted to stop at any point in time, they just have to say it and they'll stop.

Bee was lying down, aft up, face down on his sheeted berth. His valve exposed to the hungry dinobot behind. Grimlock has done this many times before, licking his valve and eating him out. But this time, it's different. Bee knows what's coming next, and he is kind of ner- " O-oohhh frag.. nnng!" Grimlock's glossa swirled inside of his valve. Bee wants to look back, see what's happening but he doesn't like the look of himself looking so weak and vulnerable to ANYONE, it's doesn't matter, he always feels some slight uncomfortability. But he loves the feeling of being eaten out by Grim. Bee may not be into big bots, but he does love big, protective softies, like Grim.

"Aaahh... Primus" as Grim keeps swirling his glossa in and out as far as it can go, he teases Bee's anterior node. Just slightly putting pressure on it and moving two clawed digets around it. Be wants more of that feeling. Feeling of being eaten out and his node being rubbed sore. He craved more of it. Bee tries to buck his hips into the touch but, instead, gets none. Grim moves his head away from his dripping valve and his servo moves to his aft, cupping it slightly. Bee glares daggers at him, wondering why he withdrew from his entrance. "Why'd you stop?" Bee asked breathlessly, panting. "I mean, you are kinda needy for an overload. Why do you want it now, when you can have it later? While on my spike." Bee doesn't like it when Grim denys him an overload. "If you want it, you gotta beg for it." Grim moves his servo right above his valve but moves his other one to hold Bee in place. If Bee wanted this, he's gonna have to beg for it. "Nng! Please Grim... please" Grim knows what he wants, but he wants to hear him say it. "Please what? " Please... frag me Grim.. nn!" That's all he needed to hear. Grim slowly eases a diget into his valve, careful not to hurt him. As Grim reached his knuckle, he pulled out until his diget tip remained and thrust it back in. He kept this up at a fast pace, and he was rewarded with a variety of moans and whimpers from his sparkmate.

"Enjoying yourself Bee?" He was answered by a loud moan that escaped his throat. "Aah! Unn... Hah!" Such sinful sounds. Bee felt like he was close and as he was about to go over the edge Grim moves away. Now Bee is left panting, wondering why he left. But before he could ask, he could hear a slightly hiss. "You ready Bee?" Bee looked over and saw Grim's spike. Oh... that's why. Bee nodded a little too eagerly. Grim slowly breeched passed the swollen lips of his valve. "Aaahh... G-grim..! Nnnggh!" Grim kept slowly entering in until he was fully inside.

"O-ohh..." The two were still. No matter how many times they do this, Grimlock will always give Bee a few minutes to get used to it. When Bee had accomodated to Grimlock's girth, he gave the go ahead and the dinobot slowly started to thrust in and out of the yellow mech's valve. "Aah ah- o-ohh.. Primus Grim..." Once the larger mech had found a rhythm he sped up s little bit. "Aaahh! Frag.. Nngh..!" Bee moaned and whimpered and panted more and more and louder and louder as Grimlock picked up the pace. "Ah..! N-nngh! Hah.. hah.. mmn G-grim.. AH! m-more..." He pleaded. The smaller mech heared a deep, low almost predatorial growl from the bigger mech. The vibrations went through every bit of his frame and he picked up the pace more and more till they were hard and rough. Bee's moans grew louder and louder, if they haven't sound-proofed Bee's quarters the entire scrapyard could hear how Grimlock could reduce the lieutenant to a moaning, begging mess. When Grimlock's growls sounded deeper and more possessive, Bee knew he was close and so was he.

"A-AAH! G-GRIM! I-I'MAAH!! C-CLOOAAAH!" He couldn't finish his sentence because of how rough the taller mech was. Pounding him into the berth, fragging him silly. What would happen if he was in alt-mode? Could Bee survive that? He would be sore as slag though, he knew that much. Grim growled in response, agreeing that he is too close to his overload. "AAAHH! AH! U-UGH G-GAAAHH!!" Bee couldn't hold back any sounds. It's just too much. The rough, hard and fast thrusts of his sparkmate, the vibrations from above and the feeling of an overload. Bee's came first, when he climaxed, his inner walls clenched down, spasming and twitching. Grim soon followed after, thrusting a few more times before he overloaded inside his leader.

When they both came down from their high, the green mech transformed into his dino-mode. Bee looked behind him, just for a moment to see that his glossa is already hovering over his valve. His face dove into his pillow when that insanely large appendage licked over the surface of his swollen valve. He lapped at his entrance until Bee was begging for more. Bee doesn't like to beg, it's just not quite what he's into but when he's being fucked silly, he'll beg for more. "G-grim... Ah-! Please... p-please..." He said between breathless pants. The dinobot obliged and his thick glossa breached passed the wet lips of his hole and started to swirl inside until he was at his ceiling node and then some, the rest was stuffed inside of his gestation chamber. The fact that his glossa was able to reach that far was impressive, or was it amazing? Bee can't describe they feeling in his gut from the fact.

As bphis next overload started to build up, his thick glossa retreated back to it's owner. The smaller mech let out a whine of disappointment from the loss, but... this is it... this is what Bee wanted to try. No turning back now. He thought to himself as he looked up to see Grim trying to look down. Before he started to frag him, waited to see if he still wanted to do this. "It's okay, Grim.. you can go." Though the green dino mech would still stop if Bee said the safe word, he won't go gentle.

Grim's large spike was released from it's casing and pressurized in an instant. The green bot moved to insert his tip into the smaller's stretched out valve. He went in slow. At first, this felt amazing to Bee, the sheer girth of it felt good, almost overwhelming, until it did. When it got about half way in, it became too much for him. "AAAHH- W-WAIT!! AH-!" He stopped and waited for the go ahead or to be told to get out, he was ready for either one. Once Bee had accomodated to the much bigger shaft, he gave the green light. "Y-you can go..." Grim continued to enter Bee and stop when it had gotten too much, but as he went further in, lighting up all of his nodes, stops became less frequent.

It wasn't until his spike reached his gestation chamber when he realized just how big he was, he thought it was just a little bigger, only size difference was that it had more girth, and he didn't realize that the texture was different too, it's much more rough, and the bio-lights bulged out more. Guess he was too lost in pleasure to notice. Bee was knocked out of his thoughts when the large appendage entered his gestation tank and filled him up to the brim. He didn't stop till he was full sheathed inside of his warm, tight valve. He gave Bee a few more minutes to accommodate to his size.

When Bee was writhing underneath him, he started to move. Slowly at first, careful not to hurt him but when rhythm was found and care was lost, he started to pick up the pace rapidly. "AAAHH!! AH AH HAH A-AAH!! F-FUCK GRIM AH!" All Bee could make were loud moans and needy whimpers and curses while Grim started to frag him senseless. Grim's thrusts became rough and hard and fast and rapid and too much for Bee to handle. The pleasure was overwhelming, so much so that when Grim's spike twitches even just a little against his g-spot or ceiling node, he starts to see stars. And Bee underestimated how long his mate could go, and the yellow mech could feel his overload build up at an alarming rate, but Grim isn't fazed at all when it came crashing down on Bee. Bee's overload was one hadn't felt before, his valve gushed out more transfluid than usual. Well, it wasn't all transfluid, lubricant was leaking out too.

Bee feels limp and so overstimulated that he can't even make a coherent sound any more. Bee is way past his limits and he can't do anything as his whole frame is sore, but in a good way. But soon Grim had to overload, he hold it back forever. And as if his thrusts couldn't get any more rough, they did, and faster and harder and much, much more rapid. Bee's moans went up a notch to the point where his throat hurts. It was sore. Very sore and he was about to overload again but more powerful. Grim was also close, his growls were deep and needy. Grim thrusted a couple of times before he was fully set inside of the warm and tight cavern that was his lieutenant's valve. When his mate's climax hit, he was filled up to what his body will allow.

Bee wondered why his overload lasts longer in dino mode that bipedal? Oh... He thought, Grim's spike inflated, actually, a part inflated. His knot. And more transfluid came out and tried to make room in his already full valve and chamber. Bee's pants and whimpers went from pure pleasure and need to panic. His abdominal plating started to swell. He thought he might get knocked up after this. What will his team think? What will Optimus think? Will they hate him? Will Bee's worst nightmare come to life? What would happen? When the swelling stopped and the started to deflate, so did Bee's panic. Well... not all of it but down to a manageable level and where he can feel the pleasure start to take place again.

"You okay Bee?" Grim asked, wanting to know if he hurt him or not. "I'm... I'm okay, Grim just... tired." Grim nuzzled his helm onto the smaller mech's in a way to try and comfort him. Grim then started to move, slowly moving out of his mate's warm, and not-so-tight cavern. His spike came out with a slick pop and transfluid started to gush out, having no room left. Bee started to push down on the uncomfortable bulge is his stomach. Trying to get rid of as much fluid as possible. Grim helped by using his maw to push from different angles.

When it nothing would come out, Grim transformed back into root mode and nuzzled close to his lover. Bee returned the gesture and started to cuddle with him. I'll clean up later...