Hear Me Out.....

Obsessed-Predaking thought that I have had floating in the back of my mind for years:

There were other predacons being revived from the recovered CNA that never made it to term (thnx Megs). Scenario: Human has met Predaking, the obsession has taken root. He successfully saves them before Megatron orchestrates their destruction via leaking intel to the Autobots. But removing them from their stasis before they reach full size like he did means that they won't grow as fast as he has. So he gathers them all up, establishes himself as their sire, and takes them to his human, introducing them as their mother. Cue dragon predacon sparkling shenanigans, a blissfully happy Predaking, and a very out of depth human who was in no way ready for some simple conversation to lead to becoming the Cybertronian version of the Mother of Dragons.

Awww, what a big and adorable family you’ve created <3 (please ignore the fact that you were kidnapped and are being kept against your will lmao).

Assuming Predaking has already started building your shared little nest and has gathered plenty of gifts for you, it doesn’t surprise you when he leaves again to bring you another batch of random items. So imagine your shock when you see him flying back, but instead of one giant dragon, you spot several smaller ones flying next to Predaking...

The Predacon sparklings instantly adore you and treat you like their mom. They’re adorable in their excitement and how quickly they warm up to you, but like Predaking at first, they have absolutely no idea how humans work. While the Predacon king himself has learned to adjust his strength to your fragility, the little ones haven’t yet. So at first, you’ll probably end up with a few scratches and bruises when playtime gets out of hand. But your beloved mate will quickly scold them and correct their behavior, showing them how they should handle you.

Predaking will definitely take them on his treasure hunts for gifts for you, during which they’ll hold little competitions to see who can find the most beautiful present for you <3 (Predaking always wins, by the way).

The fact that humans need to sleep every day will also be taken full advantage of by them as they wrap themselves tightly around you, warming you with their bodies. The thought of escaping this cuddle trap is something you can pretty much abandon because you won’t set a foot outside your nest. Someone is always keeping watch, and the moment they sense you’re not inside, you’ll immediately be dragged back by your clothes to resume snuggling <3

And while having adopted sparklings has slightly eased Predaking’s need for offspring, he’ll still want to have a few biological sparklings with you. He’ll make this very clear when he sends the kids off to bring you something pretty...

“not all men—“ you’re right. Leonardo Hamato would never do this.

The obbsessed! predaking is absolutely delicious oh my goodness,,,,

Now, the real question is

Who's winning the breeding kink??

Will it be megatron and optimus prime??

Or predaking breeding kink whos, are MUCH MORE and maybe worse stronger than the rest of the two.

now that predaking has joined the party, optimus and megatron don’t stand a chance.

not only does predaking have a wilder temperament, but he’s also the sole member of his species (for now), so the need to create a mini version of himself practically boils within him. he doesn’t care that he’s seeking to extend his lineage with a human.

the difference is also that predaking is even more feral in his pursuit of sparklings. more determined and desperate. he’ll use every opportunity to get close to you. if you say ‘no,’ he’ll listen, but don’t be surprised if, after some time, sharp claws start playing with the hem of your shirt, sending a very clear message...

I adore AU where MK is actually Wukongs and Macaques son 😭 if anyone knows a good fanfic, please share 🙏

This is basically a scene that I have in my head, where Macaque comes back to flower fruit mountain (from collecting some necessary things for the ritual thag they're gonna do to get a kid) to see Wukong has finished carving the stone monkey (their soon to be kid)

I think I will post more brainrot sketches and scenes. Hopefully inspiration won't leave me XD

God the mere image of a giant predacon like Predaking basically being a giant lap dog. The lovebirds cave being quite literally littered with random crap, some that’s organized and some that’s just thrown into a pile. Somehow he steals random furniture for you and the cave becomes a bit more like home- except Predaking doesn’t actually use any of it or let YOU use it for that matter, simply tearing apart the fabric stuffing to make the nest more comfortable for his human mate.

I love this trope so much - giant, terrifying, and ridiculously dangerous creature turning into an obedient puppy because it’s just THAT down bad. I eat this shit up like a gourmet dish every single time.

Also, the image of Predaking holding the most random thing in his jaws is so funny. And he would absolutely be so proud of himself for managing to get you such a “gift,” gently wagging his tail and curling his mouth into something resembling a smile. Then he places his find in front of you, and it turns out he brought you an old, ugly couch or a random set of clothes, which immediately becomes part of your nest.

Predaking will do everything in his power to make sure you live well with him and never even think about going back to your old life. And if you ever have doubts or feel especially awful, missing the past, Predaking is already on his way to get another gift, even more unexpected than the last one. Then he mass displaces to cuddle with you <3 (which basically means laying his helm on you and pinning you to the floor, knocking the air out of your lungs. But don't worry! He is always super gentle with you!).

Biblically accurate ROTTMNT Raphael

*I am not the owner of the image, unfortunately I was not able to find the creator but I give all credit to them. Please let me know the creator's name if you know it in the comments tab so I can update it with the correct credits.*

Personally, I would NOT struggle against Synth-Energon Ratchet- I want to be stuck to that bot like a koala to a tree.

Am I saying I would make his behavior worse? Yes, I am- cause being constantly pampered on by your version of Ratchet is already a dream come true, but now it’s your Ratchet on SYNTH ENERGON?? Sign me up.

you are so REAL for that, synth-en!ratchet has me barking every time I think about him lmao (which means every day)

And honestly, you either not paying attention to his behavior or even encouraging him to focus on you more fits Ratchet on acid perfectly. It’s literally like you were made for each other, which is something the gilf medic will say very often — especially when he pulls some freaky stunt, and you cheer him on. He’ll act even more like a young god when he throws some freaky line your way, and you respond with something just as unhinged, if not more.

Imagine him getting into a fight solely to impress you, and you acting like his personal cheerleader, shouting his name and hyping him up to kick that bot’s aft. With that kind of support, Ratchet would solo Unicron, lmao.

The only problem is that the rest of the team will get sick of you two very quickly and, for the sake of peace and quiet, will try to separate you. Of course, this will backfire spectacularly because synth-en!Ratchet will absolutely lose his mind if he doesn’t have you constantly by his side.

Sunshine

This is based on an AU where the turtles eventually did decide to take Chief Vincent's advice and go public. This also ties into my headcanon where they all have jobs and own their own businesses. This particular scene was actually from an RP with the lovely @danceingfae it was just begging to be written.

Michelangelo × female reader

No warnings - just Mikey being a sweetheart when his girlfriend is feeling insecure.

Aged up characters of course

It’s no secret that ever since the turtles had decided to come out of hiding and join common society that Mikey had become something of a celebrity. He attended parties and charity events. Hosted his own events at his comic book shops and flirted and met up with girls from time to time. This was his lifestyle for a while. He’d initially thought it was the best thing ever. He got to have his fun, finally have the life he’d dreamed of, meeting girls, having relationships, one-night-stands, whatever he liked.

This all changed when he met you, of course. He’d had a couple failed relationships under his belt that hadn’t lasted long. One crazy girl had cornered him in his shop after hours, stripped off all her clothes, and begged him to put a baby in her. That was kind of the turning point where he realized that maybe being a celebrity isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Meeting you and falling in love with you brought the realization that this was all he needed and all he’d ever wanted.

He still had fans, of course, still had girls coming up in restaurants and coffee shops asking for a picture and his autograph, but it had slowed down considerably after the internet had found out he was taken. Mikey hadn’t minded that at all. It gave him more space to breathe and more time to spend spoiling and loving on his girlfriend.

On this particular day he’d taken you to a Panera Bread. He knew you were craving their signature broccoli soup in a bread bowl combo and had decided to treat you to lunch.

The two of you had been chatting, and you had been just about to steal one of his muffin tops when a gaggle of teen and older girls rushed their table asking for their usual pictures and autographs. Mikey was happy to oblige but did tell them to make it quick because he was having lunch with his girl, sending a flirty wink your way.

You blushed, giggling softly. He always made a point of making you feel special in situations like these.

One girl in particular wasn’t satisfied with just a picture and an autograph. She’d been giving you the side-eye during the entire interaction and blatantly slipped him her number right in front of you.

Now, this did sometimes happen, but Mikey was always quick to rebuff it. As the girl turned to leave, he had gotten up from the table to follow her.

Initially, the girl looked pleased, but her expression quickly turned sour when she found he was handing it back to her.

Mikey was unendingly kind about it. “Hey, thanks, but I’ve already found someone who has my heart. Here’s your number. You should save it for the right guy for you.”

Her face reddened in embarrassment as she snatched the number from him. Anger bubbling into rage she decided to be nasty. “You’re kidding, right? That’s your girlfriend?”

The unkind words were heard by everyone, especially you. You shrank in your seat, wishing you could disappear and wanted to forget about eating altogether and run.

Your boyfriend is stunned a moment at the venomous words but he is ever the gentleman as he answers. “Yes, she is my girlfriend, and I’m very proud that she chooses to be with me. Have a good day.”

Tears were threatening to spill over when he came to collect you, taking you out of the restaurant for a breather. “I am so sorry…” He softly spoke as you both sat on a bench nearby.

The words still stung as you clung to his orange hoodie and buried your face in his chest. You couldn't help but cry softly into him, feeling ugly and stupid. It seemed he knew exactly what to do to counter this, and it didn’t take long for you to realize you were being rocked. Mikey was singing to you.

“You are my sunshine… my only sunshine…”

The soft singing broke you out of your reverie as you wiped your eyes while simultaneously craning your neck to look at him.

Mikey actually was pretty good at singing, his voice was smooth, melodic and comforting as he continued.

“You make me happy… when skies are grey. You’ll never know dear, how much I love you. Please don’t take my sunshine away.”

A shaky breath is exhaled as tears threatened to overtake you once again.

“You okay, babycakes?” He whispered, caressing your face.

You answered, “Yes…” but it doesn’t sound at all convincing and he knows it. You can see him quietly asking you to be honest with him and find yourself confessing how you really feel. “I was just… feeling like I’m not… not good enough…”

Mikey calmly tucks your hair behind your ears so he can see your face. “Tell me why you feel that way.”

You’re unable to stop these feelings of shame and insecurity as you get all choked up again. “Why me? You… you could have anyone you want… but you chose me, why?”

His response is automatic like he’d been waiting for you to ask him this.

“Babe… you’re not just anyone. You’re mine. You’re all I want, and I think about you, like, all the time. Any other girl pales in comparison to you. Heck, they could be a playboy pinup, and I still would pick you. You are all I need.”

You can’t help but giggle as more tears spring to your eyes, the good kind this time and you have to kiss him because if you don’t in this moment, you’ll feel like you regret it.

The kiss is slow, sweet and passionate and you parted breathlessly, gazing at each other.

“I love you…” The confession catches him by surprise because neither of you had been the first to say it… until now.

Now, it’s Mikey’s turn to feel emotional. His voice is quiet and a little unsure as he asks for confirmation. “You love me?”

“Yes.” You answered without hesitation. “I love you, Michelangelo.”

Strong arms banded around you as he kissed you with even more fervor, before pulling back just as suddenly. “I love you too!” He’d been so caught up with kissing you that he’d forgotten to say it back.

You giggled and kissed his beak. “Well, I’m glad we got that out of the way, all it took was… a crazy fan.” She can’t help but laugh.

He laughed, too. “Just know, babe, that I’m proud to be with you, I’ll shout it from the rooftops if I have to… want me to? I’ll do it right now!” his smile and enthusiasm are infectious, and you are giggling as you shake your head.

“This is enough, I’m just glad you’re with me.” You had just snuggled into his embrace again when your stomach growled, reminding you both you still hadn’t eaten.

Mikey kissed your nose and stood, bringing you to your feet. “Let’s finish our lunch, babe.”

“That sounds perfect.”

From that moment on, nothing could shake your confidence in your relationship with Mikey. Nothing. He was there to stay, and so were you.

The End

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Thanks you Cerulegde for giving me inspiration to (FINALLY) start making my Transformers OC.