Hello! This Is That Anon Who Requested The Bee Fic- I Am New Here And I Absolutely Love The Way You Wrote

Hello, I read your rules post but I'm just making sure I actually read it RIGHT, I saw you take mtmte transformers requests, does that mean that you'll write for Optimus specifically? I find him so underrated 😆

Yup I 100% write for Optimus' mtmte iteration!!!

Bro I'm literally resisting the urge to write transformers smut. I know this shit sounds random but I've been a transformers fan since last year and THOSE BITCHES ARE SO FINE FR

Like whether it be character x reader or character x character I'm ready just give me a few days I'll be ready

This is why I don’t tell 99% people im bisexual

hello! howzit goin how’s life?? use this ask to vent or talk about anything and everything

Heyy!

I don't really need to vent or anything but thank you! So far, I'm feeling a little guilty because instead of finishing the requests I have piled up, I'm playing this game I got obsessed with lately. But don't worry they will be done soon...hopefully.

Why is my writing format always changing 🙄

*Using my Italian mobster voice*

Hey, uhh…Vetty, you got any of that good shit? You know? The robots with titties headcanons? You got that stuff for Decepticons, toots????

Done🤭

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TF Titty Headcanons Pt. 2

❏* — warnings — sub/bottom characters(decepticons) + dom/top reader + robotitties + lactation + praise + boobjobs + masochism + piercings +

I'M FINALLY BACK

Now this time I'm back for good, not like last year. I stopped writing for a while because of serious mental health issues that I had mentioned in an old post. I felt terrible for leaving the blog because I knew damn well that I would feel terrible if one of my favorite creators did that. I don't know why, but I'm so excited to come back and write for you guys again. Maybe it's because I was gone for so long, but I feel like I've been revived or something like that. Anyway, I'm back for good, and I'll be posting fics like usual<333

Warnings: top/dom reader + sub/bottom character + gn reader + nipple play + nipple peircings + blowjob(reader recieving) + face-fucking + bratty kaeya + a bit of degredatation + dry orgasm(kaeya)

✧ Kaeya is so pretty. There are so many ways to appreciate his beauty. From his clear brown skin, to his dazzling blue eye color, his silky and well-kept hair, to his thin waist, and his plush thighs— he was just too pretty for his own good.

✧ And Kaeya knows it. He knows his effect on you. He knows that everytime he puts a show on for you with his body, you just can't wait to give into his charm, and pounce on him

✧ But you don't want Kaeya to think that he has the upperhand in these situations, so you go about another way of dealing with him

✧ Instead, you don't touch Kaeya for days, maybe even a few weeks, and despite his calm and suave nature, he'll definitely get needy for you sooner or later

✧ Over the next few weeks, you'll still interact with with your beloved, but you won't give into his sexual advances

✧ In fact, you won't even initiate anything on your own. Just leave Kaeya hanging and needy, anticipating the next time he'll be able to feel your touch on his skin again

✧ You'll know that you've suceeded once Kaeya tells you that he's coming over to your house with a needy expression on his face

...

✧ Kaeya crawls to the space inbetween your legs, undoing the belt around your waist as you try to sit down properly

✧ You push Kaeya's head back causing him to whine. You wanted to do things a bit differently this time

✧ You pull Kaeya up off the floor and lay him on the bed facing you. Positioning yourself above him so that you were straddling his waist, you undid your belt and took your aching dick out of its confinements

✧ Kaeya whined as you began to stroke your cock; he's been waiting so long to be able to touch you and it felt like you were ust antagonizing him. You were.

✧ Once pre-cum started to build up a bit at your tip, you grabbed the lube you kept on your night stand and squirted some into your hand and began to lather you cock in it

✧ "..Please..." Kaeya whines. It feels like forever since you first started preparing yourself. Feeling sorry for him(and your dick too) you slapped your cock onto Kaeya's bare chest

✧ Immediately, Kaeya pushed his chest together to envelop you cock, and it felt heavenly

✧ The sight in front of you was one of a kind. Kaeya pushing his chest together as he gropes his own nipples, pulling at the piercings as he lets out adorable moans

✧ Everytime you would thrust up into Kaeya's chest, your tip would just brush up on his lips, but never go directly into his mouth and it drove him mad

✧ But finally, you halted your thrusting and held your lover by the jaw. "Kaeya, keep your mouth open for me."

✧ That was all Kaeya needed to hear. He held his mouth wide open for you as you plunged your cock into his mouth.

✧ Barely giving him any time to adjust, you began to thrust roughly into his throat. Kaeya's eyes rolled back as pathetic whimpers and moans were muffled by your dick

✧ Despite the harsh treatment on his throat, Kaeya still toyed with his nipples, tugging on the piercings, dragging more sinful noises out of him. Despite having his throat being absolutely destroyed, he still wanted to feel more pleasure

✧ "What a slut," you sneered, knowing he probably wouldn't even be able to understand a word you said. Kaeya only mewled as he felt the head of your cock bump his throat, fresh tears falling from his eyes

✧ Finally, you began to feel your climax approaching, quicker than usual due to your pent up horniness. "Ghh...Kaeya, I'm cumming," you panted, your eyes scrunched together. Your cum shot down his throat, painting his throat white. You pulled out so that your cum would be all over his face, creating a pretty facial

✧ Once you were finished and you opened your eyes, you immediately feasted on the sight upon you

✧ Kaeya's eyes were glazed over and unresponsive, his body twitching, his lips bruised from the abuse and his nipples were big and perky, reacting from being messed around with earlier. But something was off...

✧ Usually whenever you fucked his throat, he would cum quickly, getting off to the pain like he always does. You were surprised that he hadn't cum the whole entire time, especially since he was playing with his nipples. Not only that, but he only twitched like that whenever the aftershocks of his orgasm hit him

✧ You turned around and saw that while Kaeya's dick was still hard, tiny spurts of cum were coming out of his slit, as if they were trying their best to come out and create a proper orgasm but kept on being held back

✧ Wait. Holy shit. Did Kaeya just have a dry orgasm, you thought to yourself bewildered. No matter for now, you'd have more time to tease him about it later. For now, it was time to take care of your beloved.

i found your account just now and let me say it's absolutely GORGEOUS!!

Thank you sm💗💗

I really love to see that people love the stuff I write because sometimes I get discouraged knowing that most people in fandoms prefer sub reader</3 But then again it's why I write because I know how hard it is to find good top/dom reader

[req] idw rodi and oppy maybe?? op getting spiked down by rodi (who won't stop even after multiple overloads) in a mating press is *chefs kiss* 🤌

Interesting Incentives

warnings: sub/bottom optimus + top/dom rodimus + breeding kink + rough sex + valve eating + a bit of humiliation + overstimulation + mating press + dacryphilia + Roddy hates doing his work + but if he gets the Optipussy out of it best believe he's getting it done🙏🏾

word count: 2320

a/n: I don't usually write much for Optimus/Roddy but I really enjoyed this ^-^ to add on to this I had to only put their names in their respective colors because making their writing colored was literally hurting my eyes...

Also while this takes place in mtmte, just pretend they had a canon iteration there for this scenario to happen

"Optimusss," Rodimus groaned, his helm hitting his desk with a heavy thunk. "I can't do this. Seriously, I can't. You know paperwork is one of my very few weaknesses," he huffed. Rodimus had been tasked with filling out some paperwork on some incident involving his crew doing certain things on certain foreign planets that they shouldn't be doing...Like he cares about that! Like yeah, maybe Cybertronians are banned from certain planets for that reason, why should he have to pay for it?

"Rodimus. We've already gone over this. If you're not able to keep your crew in check, there will be consequences." Optimus feels like he's explained several times over and over again. Probably because he has. "I get it, I get it. But do you know how boring this slag is? By the time I finish this work, a new war would have started, another 4 million years---"

"Okay, I understand." Optimus interrupts him and sighs heavily, closing his optics. How could he get the speedster to get through his work when he has the attention span of a turbopup? He open his optics only to find that Rodimus has started to scroll on his datapad, doing Primus know what.

Wait...what if there was a way to get him to do his work...

Optimus jumps a bit as he finally has an idea. It may be a bit...unrefined if the word fit, but it was his last chance to get Rodimus to actually get something done. "Rodimus." Optimus straightens up, catching the attention of the Lost Light captain. "I have an incentive for you to complete your work. One that I find you would consider."

"...What is it?" Rodimus seems a bit hesitant. Usually, Optimus' idea of a reward didn't match his own, but the look in Optimus' optics made him think about the possibility of the offer being worth it.

"If you finish your workload on time, I will allow you to interface with me however your spark desires." Optimus almost regrets what he says when he sees Rodimus choke a bit in surprise and bang on his chestplate, attempting to unclog the oral lubricant he choked on. He was no stranger to fragging Optimus as they were conjunx endurae, but for Optimus to just...lay fragging him on a table as a reward for him was something he did not expect from the Prime.

"Are you saying that...you're offering yourself up as a reward for me finishing my work?" Rodimus says incredulously. "You might as well just say: 'Finish your work and you can frag me silly'," Rodimus says with a mischievous grin. Optimus huffs as he turns his helm away a bit, his faceplate flushing a bit under his mask. "No matter how you believe I should have said it, but my offer still stands. I will be back in the next 6 joors. I would like to see your work done by then, Rodimus."

"No need to worry about me," Rodimus winks at the Prime. "I'll get it done in half the time." Optimus nods and exits the room. The moment the heavy door shuts behind him, Optimus sighs heavily. It's not like he wasn't open to holding up his end of the deal, but now he knows that Rodimus will only want to finish his work if he gets to frag Optimus. Not only that, but even he knew that six joors was too much time to give to the speedster to finish his work. He only gave that extra time because he truly was looking forward to Rodimus getting his reward.

Optimus shakes his helm, clearing his straying thoughts in his processor. Hopefully, Rodimus will take long enough so that Optimus can finish his proper paperwork. Still though, he can't get Rodimus out of his processor as he walks down the halls to his own office...

Not even a full two joors later, Rodimus calls Optimus' comm line and eagerly announces that he's finished. Optimus had only gotten halfway through his own work! Yes, he did expect Rodimus to finish in under his time limit, but he thought that the speedster was only bragging. Well...I've clearly been proven wrong Optimus thought to himself as he rises up from his chair and makes his way to Rodimus' office.

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Rodimus crowds Optimus onto his desk, placing his servos on both sides of Optimus' hips. "I told you I'd finish it in half the time needed," Rodimus purred as he nibbled on Optimus' finial. He only shivered and leaned into the touch. Rodimus placed a light kiss onto his conjunx's finial and laid his servos on his generous hips. "You don't know how badly I've been wanting this," Rodimus breathed out. Me either... Optimus thought to himself. The pair hadn't had much time lately to be with each other, let alone interface and it had left the both of them longing for each other.

Rodimus began to paw at Optimus panel and he let it slide away immediately. The speedster's digits made it's way to Optimus' valve, only to notice that it was already lubricating. Not that he didn't expect Optimus to be wet already but this much slick was...

Rodimus' suspicions were confirmed when he pushed two digits into Optimus valve and was met with no resistance at all. "Did you really open yourself up for me," Rodimus' optics widened in disbelief. Optimus turned away, his faceplate blushing furiously now. "Well, I know how hard you work when your focused and you seemed serious when you said you wouldn't take long so...I just decided to prepare myself for you."

Rodimus immediately begins to thrust his digits into Optimus, taking the Prime by surprise, causing him to let out an unrestrained whine. "Well aren't you sweet," Rodimus teased as he continued pumping his digits. "Mhh, nghh, AH---" Optimus' optics widen as he feels Rodimus grind one of his digits into his node. Harshly. "R-Rodimus please," Optimus begged for his conjunx to let up on the pressure to his node, his pretty blue optics gazing imploringly at his conjunx. It only caused him to press even harder, ripping a broken moan from the Prime.

"Relax," Rodimus rolled his optics. "You can take it, can't you?" Optimus inhales sharply when Rodimus doesn't let up and nods quickly. "Good," Rodimus praises his conjunx and leans into his faceplates. He gnaws a bit on Optimus' already kiss-bruised lips, asking for entry. Optimus parts his lips, allowing Rodimus to slip his glossa in and envelop him in a heated kiss.

Rodimus pushes the Prime down fully on his desk as he deepens the kiss, attacking Optimus' glossa and fully dominating him with just his intake. "Mhnghh...hmmm..." Optimus whimpered into the kiss, his processor feeling a bit fuzzy as Rodimus keeps up his assault in his intake. He doesn't even realize that Rodimus had been pushing him down until his spinal-strut hit the table.

Rodimus pulled away and admired his view of the Prime. Optimus' optics were half-lidded, his faceplate flushed the prettiest blue and he had a bit of oral lubricant running down the corner of his intake. Primus, he already looked fucked out even without fragging him. Finally taking his focus off of his conjunx's wrecked face, he decided to give more attention to his valve.

"I just can't get over the fact that I went so long without seeing this part of you Optimus," Rodimus says, lust filling his optics as he runs a digit down Optimus' puffy folds, watching them clench on nothing. "Thankfully, I'll be able to do more than looking today." Rodimus grabs the Prime by his large thigh and pushes his spike to Optimus' tight heat. He doesn't even remember when his spike pressurized but even that slips away from him as he pushes his spike into Optimus.

"R-Rodimus! Ahhh...nghh, not t-too fast---" Optimus whimpers as he feels Rodimus' spike fill him up so quickly. Rodimus' spike isn't that big for a mech of Optimus' size, but it's very long, Optimus sometimes feeling like it would hit his gestation seal if Rodimus goes too quickly. "Ah, s-sorry Optimus, you're just so---tight!" Rodimus punctuates with a rough thrust, directly into one of Optimus' more sensitive nodes in his valve, causing the Prime to let out an undignified moan.

Rodimus truly couldn't hold himself back. The magnets in his valve were practically pulling his spike in deeper and they were massaging his spike just right. Not only that, but Optimus' valve was so tight, so stimulating the it made him lose control. He tightens his grip on Optimus' thighs and pushes them back to Optimus' front, his thighs almost touching his windshield. "...What are you---" Before Optimus can get his sentence out, Rodimus begins pounding his valve so harshly that he chokes on his own words.

"HaaAH! Rodi-- AnGH! Oh!" Optimus lets out deep moans as Rodimus frags his valve with no restraint. With this new position, he can feel Rodimus' long spike getting dangerously close to his gestation seal. And it it was close to his seal, it also meant he was getting close to his forge..."F-frag you're so tight!" Rodimus groans as he pushes deeper into Optimus valve. At first, he doesn't know why but it's when he realizes what his spike is close to hitting does it finally click.

"Oohh, so I'm close to your seal, huh? W-want me to fill you up with my transfluid, yeah?" Optimus nods his head vigorously, his optics filled with charge. "Yes! Yes, want to-- Ohh! Mghnn, fill me up! Please!" He seemed so desperate to have his valve and forge filled up with Rodimus' transfluid that it only brought Rodimus closer to his overload than he would like.

"Y-you'd like that right? For me to to fuck your pretty pussy and fill it up so much you can barely walk?" Optimus whimpers at the speedster's crude use of human obscenities, yet it only makes him feel hotter under his plating. "Yes! Haah! Please, yes!" Optimus crying now, optical fluid flowing freely as it rolled down his face. He was so close to his overload, his frame trembling all over as Rodimus kept pumping his spike into him. His valve burned in such a pleasurable way whenever Rodimus' spike would reach deep into him, hitting his most sensitive nodes. "Rodimus! I-I'm---" Optimus' frame trembles violently as he feels his oncoming overload. "F-frag! Overload for me Optimus," Rodimus moans into Optimus' audial.

"GhhkK---" Optimus can barely even make any noise as his overload rocks through his frame. His valve drenches Rodimus' spike in his lubricant, tightening up almost impossibly so. "Hahh, Optimus---" Rodimus spills into him right after, painting the inside of his valve a light pink. As the pair lay down on the desk, their cooling fans spinning rapidly, Rodimus pushes Optimus' legs back into their previous condition. The Prime has a confused look on his face until Rodimus begins to push into him again.

"Rodimus, unghh...your still, ahh!" Optimus whines as Rodimus begins to frag him again. "You can go again...can't you Optimus?" Rodimus laughs breathily. "Nghh! I-I think I can---AH!" Optimus yelps embarrassingly when Rodimus bites down hard on his finial. He expected it to hurt and it did but...it only added on to the pleasure he felt with Rodimus' spike pumping in his valve. "Ahh! R-rodi---" The speedster shuts Optimus up with a violent kiss. His glossa forces its way into Optimus' intake, wrestling with Optimus' own glossa. The prime moans deeply into the kiss, allowing his intake to be dominated as Rodimus claimed his valve at a rough pace.

Optimus was an oversensitive wreck now, his helm spinning with the overwhelming pleasure his frame was feeling. Even quicker than the last time, Optimus overloads hard. "MMNGHH!" His load moan is barely muffled by Rodimus mouth on his. He squirts for a second time that night and can feel his frame run out of energy, his cooling fans working at the max. Rodimus still hadn't overloaded yet, still rutting into Optimus like his life depended on it. Optimus whimpered in overstimulation as the speedster continued to ravage his valve, chasing his own orgasm.

"Ghh---gonna overload! Optimus!" It was Rodimus' last warning before he finally released his transfluid into Optimus' valve. Optimus didn't know why, but Rodimus' last orgasm triggered another orgasm. It was smaller than the last two, but it still wasn't easy on his pleasure drunk frame. "Unghh...mmhnn, Rodimus," Optimus moans weakly as his orgasm passes through him, fully enveloping his frame in bliss. Finally, Rodimus pulled his depressurized spike out.

Once Rodimus saw the state of Optimus' valve, he was almost sorry he couldn't pressurize anymore. Optimus' valve lips were puffy from abuse and slick with his and Rodimus' overloads. His valve was absolutely drenched with the pairs' fluid, the lubricant dripping out of him a bit, creating an obscene image. While he couldn't frag Optimus again there was something else he could do.

Rodimus crouches and pulls himself close to Optimus' valve. He immediately presses his intake into Optimus' sopping valve, causing the Prime to make a a sound unbecoming of a Prime. "Hahnn, No more, oohhh," Optimus whines as he feels Rodimus glossa make its way into his valve, eating him out like it's his last meal. Rodimus sucks up all the transfluid in the Prime's valve, tasting the bittersweetness of their release. Wanting to give Optimus one last overload, he begins to rub furiously at his node.

"O-oh! Please Rodimus, I-I'm---MhHNGG!" Optimus overloads one last time, his vision whitening out for a bit before clearing again. As Optimus lays down on the desk, Rodimus slumped down on his chassis as they catch their breath, Optimus can't help but look forward to the next time he offers himself up as an incentive for his conjunx.