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vinnieslove · 2 years
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skin care
summary; vinnie let’s you do some skin care on him
warnings; pet names (baby, princess)
authors note; ENJOY I LITERALLY HAVENT POSTED IN FOREVER AND IM SORRY
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it was currently 9:48pm and you were laying and your bed you shared with vinnie while he was playing video games at his desk. you were currently scrolling through tiktok, as you had nothing else to do.
after watching a tik tok about a cute cat, you scrolled to the next which happened to be a girlfriend doing skin care on her boyfriend. you watched as she pulled his hair back with a headband, did a face mask, jade roll, moisturize, and all that other stuff to her boyfriend. you first thought was how cute this was. then suddenly, the idea to do it to vinnie popped in your head.
you hopped out of bed and shuffled you way over to vinnie. you lazily wrap your arms around his neck and shoulders, “hi baby.” you greeted him with kisses on his check and neck.
“hi princess,” he said while leaning into your touch. “what’s up?”
“mmm, can i do some skin care on you,” giving him lots of kisses in hopes of persuading him.
vinnie doesn’t give it much thought before agreeing and finishing his game. “let me finish this real quick. it’ll only be a couple more minutes.”
you never really minded when vinnie played video games like most girlfriends would. that’s because vinnie wasn’t so distracted by them as other boyfriends were. whenever you needed him, or simply just wanted to cuddle, he would 98% of the time stop whatever he was doing and immediately be by your side. that other 2% was if he was nearly done with the game he would ask if he could finish and you always said yes.
it was also a big bonus to see how happy he got when he won whatever game was playing.
while you waited for vinnie to finish, you got out all that you wanted, except for stuff that needed to be cold; you kept that in your pink mini skincare fridge your parents gifted you a couple years ago.
you picked out three of your five skincare headbands for vinnie to pick out. you had also picked out a few different kinds of face masks for him to chose from too.
when you left your shared bathroom, vinnie was laying, waiting patiently on your bed scrolling through his phone. a small smile brightened your face as you made your way to him, setting down the stuff you gathered on the bed. you sat on your knees beside him on the bed and greeted him with a quick kiss then began.
“okay, first, which headband do you want,” you held up all the options. “this one is bear ears, this one’s cat ears, and this one is just a white bow.” you held out each option as you called it out.
vinnie pondered and looked between the three, “the bear one.” he pointed to.
vinnie lifted his head slightly as you pulled it over his head and bringing it up to pull his hair out of his face.
“we totally don’t have to do this and it’s up to you but,” you paused momentarily. “can i do your eyebrows?”
without any hesitation, vinnie agreed, “of course, baby.”
so you got out your derma blade and tweezers. “now, if this hurts, tell me and i’ll stop.” vinnie just nodded in response.
you fixed the top of his brows and plucked some of the hairs under it. each time you plucked the hairs, vinnie would squint in pain. it hurt, but of course he would take it just for you. “i’m sorry. i’m sorry.” you would apologize quietly after every pluck.
“now the hard part is over. let’s get relaxing!” he loved your enthusiasm; it made his heart beat a thousand miles per minute.
vinnies eyes were shut and you were opening the eye mask bag. “wait,” vinnie softly interrupted. “cand you, maybe, explain everything while you do it?”
you chuckle slightly at this, “of course. right now, i’m taking out these little patch things and i’m putting them under your eyes to help with puffiness and reduce eye bags.” you informed the best you could.
“hey! are you saying i have bad eye bags?!”
you gasped slightly, “what? no!” vinnie laughed at you as you got all flustered and eventually you joined in on the laughter.
before getting started, you straddled his lap and vinnie rested his hands on your thighs. you did what you explained and you took the gold under eye patches and placed them under his eyes. “alright, now i’m going to take this rose-quartz roller and gently massage it in.”
you were barely starting and yet vinnie was already getting so relaxed, he felt sleepy. a faint smile appeared on vinnies face, he could practically see the concentration on your face. the way your eyebrows furrow slightly and your tongue sticks out a little.
once you were done, you set the roller aside and discarded the eye patches back in its original packaging, setting it off to the side and mentally labeling it as the start of the trash pile. “now, you are going to pick out a type of face mask to do.” vinnies eyes open enough to see. “we have a peel-off mask, a sheet mask, or one i can wash off with a wash cloth.” you show the options.
vinnie contemplated for a bit before picking the sheet mask. you had picked out one from your fridge that was infused with aloe vera. “this one has aloe vera, ‘k?” vinnie just hummed in response.
you opened the package and placed the sheet mask on his face, adjusting it before taking the roller and massaging it in again. vinnie hummed at the feeling.
you took the mask off, placing it back in the package, and using your fingers to massage the residue in. afterwards, you gave vinnie a quick kiss before moving on. “now i am putting some vitamin c serum on you.” your voice gentle, relaxing vinnie even more.
you place small drops on key components of his face: forehead, cheeks, and chin. you massaged it in again with your delicate fingers.
finally it was the last step, moisturizer. “last but not least,” you started. vinnie internally frowned, he didn’t want this to end. “moisturizer.” you took your moisturizer and rubbed it in gently.
“all done, baby.” you smiled. vinnies eyes flutter open to look at your beautiful self sitting on his lap. he took one of his hands off your thigh to take off the head band. he sat up as you pushed yourself back to let him sit up.
after he sat up, he gave you a quick yet passionate kiss. “that was amazing. you need to do that more often.” giving you another kiss.
“good. i’m glad you enjoyed.”
you both finsihed your night rountines, settling into bed. you curl up to vinnies side before he says, “next time, i wanna do that to you.”
you chuckle, “i would love that.”
you both snuggle deeper into the bed before drifting off into a relaxing sleep.
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i-cant-sing · 7 months
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May I request Todoroki family with a reader with a birthmark /port wine stain on their face? I feel like they’d be smothered even further (the reader can also joke about getting free laser surgery cause when that shit happens it smells like burning flesh (a jab at Dani lmao))
Portwine stain used to be my fav topic ever. Like you could ask me anything in pathology and I don't think I'd remember it, but someone even hints at it and ID KNOW WE'RE TALKING ABOUT PORTWINE STAIN cause like the moment I saw pictures of it on patients, I was like "?????? How is the name so ACCURATE????"
So with Todoroki fam, I think their reaction is mostly based on how you feel about your skin. So, if you're like more confident and rip anyone a new one if they try to bully you, they're also gonna treat you very normally (except maybe Rei). But if you're insecure about your face, then they're just gonna baby you to the max as well. Rei is always cooing and going over the top with compliments "aww baby, you're always beautiful in my eyes! You're like a pretty princess! I'm your mother, I would never lie!"
Enji mostly tries to encourage you with few but deep words, something along the lines of "beauty always fades away. It's what on the inside what matters. Make yourself so skillful and abled that you don't allow this to be a barrier between you and opportunities. I'll always support you." And obviously, he'd pay bucks if you want to remove this stain/mark.
Natsuo again, using his few years experience as a medical professional or as a med student will try to comfort you like a psychiatrist and also bring in derma creams and ointments that's ij research phases and not easily accessible to the general population.
Fuyumi again, coddles you but less patronising than Rei. She does want you tell her all about it, whether if someone said something even slightly mean to you, so that she can tattle to Dabi about it and he can "deal" with the person.
Shotou is the most indifferent to it. Like there isn't much difference to how he'd react if you didn't have this mark. He's still as attention deprived as ever and he's still sticking by your side, and maybe deep down, he might even feel closer to you now that you have a portwine stain/birthmark on your face.
Dabi... well, ofcourse his first reaction is to tease you about it, relentlessly. But if youre actually super insecure about your looks, then he's also the one who's super understanding and helpful. Like he finds you crying as you look at yourself in the mirror, he just sighs and walks over before breaking the mirror and engulfing you in a hug. Probes very carefully until you confess to him that someone said something very awful to you.
He comforts you, makes you his signature marshmallow hot chocolate and then pays a visit to said bully and like.... mutilates them very badly, beyond recognition, but still keeps them alive so that they get to live through the agony and dilemma you do on the daily.
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stickytrigger69 · 3 months
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ooo could we get a thing with subby tfp starscream being kind of a brat with a mech reader? i imagine his wings are sensitive, so reader rubs them while he teases his spike at screamer’s entrance, that kinda thing,,, throw a “good boy” in there too please? thank you!!!
TFP Starscream x Mech Reader
Mech reader
Submissive Starscream, Dominant Reader
NSFW, minors dni
(A/N) I accidentally posted before I even started, so I did start it but then my phone turned off and lost all of the fucking progress, I feel like that picture of pepe pulling at his eyelids. (yes I wrote it all while at work)
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"The audacity! How dare he!" Staracream grumbles, pacing back and forth like a caged mechanimal, "He can't do that to me, be that way with ME?! of all mechs on the ship." His small servos wave around in the air, the even smaller object in his servo makes you a little nervous. You've been watching him for the past 5 minutes, at the least, trying to make sure he doesn't hurt himself in the middle of his hissy fit.
"Darling?" You try getting his attention.
"I'm his most valuable, his second hand mech." He stomps past you, then turns on his heel to go back around.
"Darling, sweetspark." You speak softly and affectionately, you know hes frustrated so you're treading as lightly as possible.
"Ugghhh, it's not fair!!" He cries and turns to face you, throwing the object in your direction. Without thinking, you swat it away before it can touch you, and within seconds, you're standing in front of him, his wrist in your large servo. "Ah, let go of me!" He starts pulling against you, but you don't budge.
"No, you're misbehaving." You say simply, looking at him voidly.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to throw it at you, I'm just so-" He scrambles to apologize.
"Frustrated, I know darling, but," you grab his chin and make him look in your optics, "That's no excuse for your bad behavior. I think you need to be punished." You peck his derma gently. He shivers, and that's all you need to begin picking him up and pulling him flush to your frame. A deep kiss has him relax, and a smack to his faceplate alerts him again of the trouble he's in.
"But I..." You shush him, making him gasp and swallow his words.
"If you're a good boy, I'll be nice." You promise, which makes his optics sparkle almost. "Will you be a good boy for me?" He nods. "Then show me, baby." You set him down, and without another word or thought, he gets on his knees and prods gently at your panel until it opens. Your spike has begun to pressurize, but not completely, so when he starts touching you and licking and sucking and nipping at it, the brighter the biolights glow, and the bigger it pressurizes. You let him do his job until you hear his panel pop as well. "Alright, come here."
He stands in front of you for a deep kiss. You start fiddling with his wings, rubbing and circling the bumps and crevices, occasionally making him moan into your mouth. He grinds his hips forward, valve aching for your spike and dripping with sweet fluid. "Please." He pleads between a kiss
"Please, what baby boy?" You ask, tugging and pinching lightly at his sensitive wings.
With a moan, he answers breathlessly, "Frag me already, please, Daddy." He grinds his hips into the air again. With one thought in your processor, you lay him on the berth. His servos hold onto your neck, playing with the cables while you stare at him. Admiring your beautiful mate. With a servo on the side of his faceplate and the other on his wing, you start prodding the head of your spike at his entrance.
"You're so beautiful, my good boy." With a sweet kiss, you thrust fast and hard into his tight valve. He moans into the kiss again, this time louder. "Good boy." You sit up on your knees and look down at him. He already looks spent, but there's so much more ahead of him. Your left servo takes hold of his throat, and you start pounding unto his valve. He holds his legs up for you like you've taught him. "Such a good boy." You grunt and groan into the air. His valve is so tight and wet.
After a few hours of non-stop fragging, you sit at the edge of the berth, Starscream lying in the middle of it, sprawled out. Transfluid pooling out from his valve. You're reading more mission briefs. At least you had the chance to clear your processor before you had work to do. You stand, stretch, and sigh. You look down at your lover, so soft and sweet, misunderstood and mistreated. It makes your tanks churn and spark ignite.
Starscream wakes up to incessant pings. He sits up clean and refreshed, oh he needed that spike more than he thought, but the more he thinks, the more he wants. His panel pops open again, "Scrap!"
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callsign-relic · 8 months
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Ok so request: TFA Jazz where him and reader have been getting closer while on Earth and they both get in their feels because neither of them want to say goodbye when Jazz has to leave again.
AHH TAG I’m so happy to have done a request for you!!! I love Jazz so much he’s so soft and sweet and to imagine him in this scenario was such a treat. Thank you for being my first TFA request as well!! And thank you for your request in general :D hope you enjoy!
Warnings: SFW, GN!Human!Reader, a little bit angsty but more so sweet by the end
“Are you sure you have to go?”
“I’m sorry, baby.”
“But are you really sure? Like, you have to?”
You’re sat comfortably in Jazz’s lap, leaning your head against his chassis. You can feel as his engine rumbles disquietly in his chest, even as he takes your little hands into the index finger of just one of his. He rubs gentle little circles on the tops of your hands with his thumb, but you know that past that reassuring smile of his, he’s just as unhappy as you.
“I have to.”
You can’t help huff a sigh in frustration, gazing up into his blue visor as you searched for something to say. You only saw your own reflection stare back at you.
You were reflected all over his body, in fact, with his pristine white paint job. You recall all the days spent cleaning Jazz up after a rough fight, tending to his cosmetic injuries with such care. Or even just for fun, the days where you’d treat him to some special care just to attempt to pay him back for how special he made you feel every day.
Your shoulders sag as you tear your gaze away, a little laugh escaping your lips. “You know, it’s funny. First you started out scared I was gonna spray acid at your or something, and I was terrified you’d stomp me to paste on accident. But now, I can’t bear the idea of you leaving.”
Jazz is silent for a while, if you didn’t count the soft little hum that rumbled from his chest in reply. You find his hand pulling away from yours, and you almost think that’s it— but then, another large feeling comes up from behind you, and you can see as the mech’s wide fingers wrap gingerly around your torso.
As slowly and as carefully as he always had, Jazz lifts you up from his lap and places you atop his free hand, raising you up to his faceplate all the while. Your legs dangle off the side of his hand as he gazes at you with that soft little look you loved from him so much.
“Now, don’t talk like that, baby,” he hushes you gently, and you tilt your head slightly as he goes on. “We’ve done this plenty a’ times before. You know I always try my best to come back to you, and I always do.”
“But what if you don’t this time?”
Jazz is taken aback at that, and when he doesn’t respond, you take it as your cue to go on.
“I know Cybertronians are strong but, you’re an Elite Guardsman. You’re on the front line of danger. If something happened to you and I didn’t know about it, then…” your breath hitches at the thought. “Hell, you don’t even know how long you’re going to be gone for this time!”
Jazz’s dermas pout to the side. What you were saying was true, he couldn’t deny that. It just tore him apart to see you like this.
“It doesn’t make me happy to do this either,” he sighs, bringing one of his fingers up to pet gently at your head. “And believe me, if it were up to me, I would stay with you forever.”
Your own hands come up to cling at his digit, and suddenly you can’t meet his gaze anymore. “I know,” you breathe, “I’m sorry it ends up like this every time. It’s selfish of me to want you here all the time, especially you have such an important job.”
Then, his digit lowers from the top of your head down to your cheek, and Jazz gently pushes your head to face him with his fingertip.
“Don’t say that either,” he says, and there’s an adamance to his tone. Even if you can’t see through his visor, you know he’s gazing right into your eyes. “I love you more than anything in the world, baby, even the Elite Guard. And I know it’s hard, but if we trust in us— trust in our love— you know I’ll always come back to you.”
You don’t even realize you’re crying till you feel something wet land on your thigh. You chuckle at yourself, drying your eyes with your sleeve, and you scooch along the edge of the mech’s hand till you bump against his thumb. You lean in, landing a little kiss atop the tip. “Promise?”
Then, you’re moving forward again. Jazz slowly pulls you in until his grey faceplate is all you can see, and as he brings his own helm forwards, the entirety of your face is enveloped by the warm, sweet feeling of his lips. He pushes forward and you push back, both of you sharing in this unorthodox show of affection. The malleable metal overtakes you as it always had, and it stings to know you’ll miss the feeling.
He speaks, and his soft, low voice rumbles through you entirely. You savor it for as long as you can. Until you would be able to feel it again.
“Promise.”
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uselessmicrowave · 11 months
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Sentinel with a decepticon reader with reader being surprisingly gentle
Sentinel groans as you thrust into him, whining in a higher pitch when you softly brush his ceiling node. You run a servo over his chassis, rubbing at his vents, it makes him choke out a moan.
“Quit being so-” He gasps as you thrust again slowly, hitting the same nodes as before. “so careful with me.”
“How ‘bout you beg for it?” You growl, not really meaning your harshly toned words. You hum, sloppily kissing the side of his dermas. Sentinel tosses his helm to the side, considering the thought.
“Please baby,” The prime almost mockingly begs, wrapping his stabilizers around your waist, keeping you flush against his array. “Frag me nice and hard.”
“Hm, maybe next time.” You whisper roughly, thrusting into his valve in a quickened pace, barely brushing his ceiling node now. Sentinel bares his denta at the teasing feeling, pawing at your chassis and shoulders. You scoff, kissing the bot under you. Next time. Definitely next time.
(pt 2 with reader fragging the hell out of sentinel?)
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crying-fantasies · 8 months
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Terraformers AU: Parental coding/protocol
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Parental coding is something new for many mechs in my tf AU! in the sense that they already have something called mentor coding.
Mentor coding is the information makes activate when they are in charge of a young bot or a protoform, like in the new version of IDW tf comics where older bots adopted recently forged bots when they get out of Vector Sigma, any bot could've mentor coding but how they use it or what they do with it varies from one another, like Codexa (OP's mentor/mother) that loved OP so, so much, or Starscream's mom, who used her coding to use SC to her own benefit.
It's something similar in my AU! Most mechs have the normal mentor coding (the one above) and the mechs that spark bounded with an organic (specially humans) tend to have a derivative of the original mentor coding, called parental coding that was discovered by Perceptor (Percy scanned and Brainstorm almost dissected Rodimus) when he first noticed his strange behavior.
Parental coding is almost the same that the original one, but what makes it start is not the willing act of the mech downloading it or initiating it, they just get it and it's still debatable whether it happens when the spark makes contact with the organic partner or with the Terraformer sparkling.
When Rodimus had Sunset many just thought that he was being overreacting, like okay the kid is way more like a organic now but his derma will get harder with time, for Rodimus is a big no, he will protect his kidand and his conjunx, and it's normal to some point for a normal mentor but thinking that Rodimus can be quite exaggerated everyone passed it as normal before one human said that Rodimus looked like a first time father, apparently Rodimus is denominated as a sire since his parental coding (instincts) takes over him to protect his family as a whole.
Then there was Jazz, whose coding didn't hit him as hard as others in his relationship with his sparklings, it happened with his conjunx, when Mariah was old enough to ingest energon by herself he was... trying to impress his partner more times than ever, the very same Jazz admitted his desire to have another bity soon and that desire was showed by his natural cool and suave behavior multiplied by 5, the strange idea of reproduction engraved in his processor even when he knew it was impossible and what he needed to do was go with his conjunx to a hot spot, still, he and his conjunx enjoyed the outcome of his parental coding.
When Blurr had his first sparkling, a human baby, he goes with the flow of it, normal mentor coding kicking in his processor, guiding him alongside the videos about human parenthood, but when Ferventi Typhoon was forged? Every sense was thrown out of the window, even his own conjunx for a few years was almost ignored, his list of importance going from his sparklings in the very top, then his conjunx, then their necessities, then him and so on, many of his friends laugh when they remember this since he was the most self-centered mech they had ever meet, and now they see him carrying the little beans and acting like those kiddos are his whole world, he's been hit hard by his coding once again when Ripley and Ty were old enough to be out of the house and then his list changed again to center on his conjunx, he knew they couldn't conceive with sex/interface but couldn't take off the idea of his processor much like with Jazz.
Prowl, well, it's something that he will forever keep in a corner of his mind and deny to the very end, his coding seem to have activated since he meet his future conjunx, developing a sense, or urgency, to provide, did he found supplies or consumibles? He gets those for later, did you mention to be in need of something? The very same thing appears and oh surprise, Prowl has it in his servos and doesn't have a necessity for it, you can have it, he wasn't exactly subtle even if he believed that he was, this gets worse when you are finally his conjunx and it escalated when Chainbreaker was forged, he didn't develop that "need to sex/interface" ("sexy times" like Brainstorm called it) to try to proliferate but it could also have relation to be in charge of CB and be in alert all the time by his own past or whatever organic being CB created.
With Bumblebee it was more or less kind of mild, when he started to take care of Rosalinde everything was fine and his mentor coding was working as usual, no changes when he married you or when he spark bounded, when Blood Horn was forged Bee did notice the need to keep his family more safe, but that was normal right? Indeed, but it wasn't normal to storage so much organic food or make something similar to a nest in his resident area (he did a mess of blankets and pillows) where you couldn't even move with the little sparkling I your arms while Rosalinde tried to escape such a mortal trap (she kept on sleeping every second since it was so comfy), getting food there and overall being quite a good conjunx.
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cyberrose2001 · 11 months
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TFP Arcee eating out (gender don't matter to me) AFAB reader please everything else is up to you🙏god bless
TFP Arcee x Reader
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when i tell you i screamed when you popped up in my ask box… holy shit thank you for requesting Monty 🙏🏼
enjoy!! <3
Warnings: AFAB reader, GN reader, human reader, oral sex (reader receiving), slight mommy kink/dom Arcee, slight overstimulation.
Word count: 581
18+ ONLY MINORS DNI
“Hold still for me, baby.” Her grip on your hips is heavy, controlling the involuntary jerks of your hips as her glossa strings over you like a violin. Gentle and yielding against your plush folds.
You’re not sure how long Arcee has been between your thighs. It could’ve been minutes, hours; time is a blur at this point. Your entire focus is on her face pressing against your heat, one hand caressing her royal blue helm in favour.
Her optics exude utter devotion only to you, lazily trained on your soft expressions while she wraps her smooth lips around your clit to draw it past her dentae. And your whole body jolts with tingling static as a whiny moan leaves your drooling mouth.
“A-Arcee, fuck,” You tightly grip the back of her helm as she rolls your bud around her glossa, and your head lulls backwards in pure bliss.
“Mmhm,” Arcee purrs against you, optics fluttering shut as your grip tightens. It’s not painful; it only serves as a reminder for Arcee to keep going until your thighs suffocate her helm like you always do when you’re so close to finishing.
Arcee drags your clit out of her mouth for only a second, “You’re getting close, baby. You gonna cum for mommy, hm?” She muffles against you before continuing to mouth at your drenched folds.
“Y-Yes -hnngh-” A hand flies to your mouth as she draws quick sharp circles around your clit, and your thighs squeeze around her helm. Her sharp edges dig into the insides of your thigh, it’s probably cutting into you, but you don’t care. You’re so focused on the hot coil burning in your stomach that your mushy brain doesn’t even register the pain.
“Hey, don’t do that,” She muffles against you again, the vibrations sending your mind for an absolute fucking spin. Without lifting her helm, Arcee reaches out to the hand muffling your cries and swiftly removes it, keeping it pinned against the berth, “I need to hear you.”
And once Arcees’ intake is attached to your clit again, you’re gone. Consumed by the firestorm as your fingers dig into the berth and Arcees’ helm, respectively. Your muscles seize up, forcing you to arch your back deliciously against her flattened glossa as you cry out for her. Your eyes are squeezing together, causing tears to spill down your cheeks, or maybe it’s because Arcee has wrapped her dermas around your clit again, and holy fuck you cannot take this-
“AaaHAHA n-no more, shit!” You writhe around the berth and try to clamp your thighs together. Arcee grunts at the pressure and manages to sneak in a few more flicks with her glossa before finally unlatching from you.
Arcee lies still for a moment, catching up with her ex-vents. You watch with hazy eyes as she rests her helm against your inner thigh, humming in contentment and licking her drenched dermas. You take the opportunity to admire how gorgeously erotic she looks before you, and it’s taking all of your willpower not to moan at the sight.
“Mmm, sorry, sweetspark,” She tenderly kisses your plush inner thigh, smearing your fluids, “I hadn’t had my fill. Frag, you always taste so sweet.”
If your strength weren't literally sucked out of you, you’d lean down and kiss that devious smirk right off her face or give her a bratty reply. Instead, you paw at the servo, loosely gripping your hip, beckoning her to participate in some cuddly aftercare.
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seagoober · 1 year
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Meet me at our spot
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TFP Orion Pax x Cybertronian! Reader
*in this reader is a higher caste bot and as such they are very small like shorter than Arcee small*
*also elita-1 and Orion are exes in this. They weren’t conjuxed just the Cybertronian equivalent of dating*
Barely anyone wants to give him love so I guess I’ll just have to do it myself. I wrote this one kinda quickly so is a bit short and may not be amazing but it’s here so 🦾🦾
Orion knew what you two were doing was wrong. He a simple archivist being romantically involved with someone of your status. And yet when you say things like that he kept coming back every time. You made him feel alive….
“You’re late Orion” You chastised the young archivist. Your helm facing away from said approaching bot, your optics looked far off into the distant wonders of Cybertron.
“I know I’m sorry, there was a lot of work Alpha Trion handed me last minute.” Orion stepped ever closer. Reaching your short form, he knelt down to press a soft kiss to your helm. “I missed you my spark” he murmured as he guided his larger frame to sit beside you.
You hummed and your optics closed in delight. It had been too long since you both had been able to bask in each other’s presence. You had missed him so and he you.
“I wish we didn’t have to meet up in secret” you whispered as your frame naturally sought out Orion’s comforting embrace. He welcomed you without hesitation, his helm finding solace in your neck cables brushing gentle kisses across your neck.
“ I know sweetspark.” Orion exvented against your audio receptor. He knew you hated hiding your aching love for one another. His spark sought out your own when you weren’t near. But.. you had responsibilities and he had his own. He knew you couldn’t possibly be together in the open, but in the darks of twilight he can give you what you want.
“Look at me Orion” you murmured. Orion happily obliged as he turned his helm to match yours. His optics gazing into yours, a compassion flowing from one to another.
“All I want is you. Here. Forever”
Primus that’s all he wanted too. Sure Orion was content in his position at the Iacon archives, but what his spark yearned for was to be United with yours. His deepest desire, his one truth in his spark. All he truly wanted from this life was to be conjuxed with you.
“I know” he whispered bringing his dermas to yours. “That’s all I want too” He kissed you with his entire spark behind his dermas. Two bots so close yet so far away from each other.
Primus he wanted to give you the world, everything you could ever conceive of wanting. He would give it all to you, but the one think you wanted was the one thing neither of you could grasp.
Even with the rift between your two sparks, both desperately held on to each other for dear life. His past love was incomprehensible to this one. Even if he couldn’t conjux with you, he would be selfish and whisk your nights away.
For the your night belonged to him. The passionate love you shared throughout the twilight was what drove each bot to come back to one another. The flame enveloped you both in its hearty warmth.
Even if you could never be united through conjux, you could both fall further into the feeling of each other. Each night was worth a thousand life times.
If only for a single moment, you truly belonged to each other.
Yay ORION TIME BABY!!! I love Orion Pax’s character. He’s so sweet n sassy. Optimus in all forms deserves love. This was kinda bittersweet, but eh what else can you do.
Thanks for reading! Seagoober rolling out ✌🏻
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tw-inkl-e-tit-s · 1 year
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✩-Skincare-✩
Pairing: Miguel Cazarez Mora x Fem!Reader
Word count: 1.9k
Warnings: Kissing but not much
| Miguel Cazarez Mora Masterlist
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It was currently 10:02 pm and you were laying in Miguel's bed while he was playing video games. you were scrolling through tiktok secretly watching edits of your boyfriend as you had nothing else to do.
after watching a tik tok about how the Kardashians were canceled for the billionth time, you scrolled to the next which happened to be a girlfriend doing skincare on her boyfriend. you watched as she pulled his hair back with a headband, did a face mask, jade roll, moisturize, and all that other stuff to the boy.
Your first thought was how cute this was. then suddenly, An idea popped into your head.
You hopped off of the bed and shuffled your way over to Miguel. you lazily wrap your arms around his neck and shoulders, "Hi baby." you greeted him with kisses on his cheek and neck.
"Hi princess," he said while leaning into your touch. "what's up?"
"Mmmmm, can I do some skincare on you," I asked, giving him lots of kisses in hopes of persuading him. Miguel doesn't give it much thought before agreeing and finishing his game.
"let me finish this real quick. it'll only be a couple more minutes."
You never really mind when Miguel played video games like most girlfriends would. that's because Miguel wasn't distracted by them as much. whenever you needed him, or simply just wanted to cuddle, 98% of the time he would stop whatever he was doing and would immediately be by your side. that other 2% was if he was nearly done with the game he would ask if he could finish and you always said yes.
it was also a big bonus to see how happy he got when he won whatever game was playing.
while you waited for Miguel to finish, you got out all the skincare you wanted to use, except for stuff that needed to be cold; you kept that in your White mini skincare fridge Miguel gifted you a couple of years ago. He bought it for you to keep at his place for when you stayed over.
You picked out three of your skincare headbands for Miguel to pick out. you had also picked out a few different kinds of face masks for him to choose from too.
when you left the bathroom, Miguel was laying down, waiting patiently on his bed scrolling through his phone. a small smile brightened your face as you made your way to him, setting down the stuff you gathered on the bed. you sat on your knees beside him on the bed and greeted him with a quick kiss on the lips before showing him all the products.
"Okay, first, which headband do you want to wear," you held up all the options. "this one is bunny ears, this one's dog ears, and this one is just a pink bow." you held out each option.
Miguel pondered and looked between the three, "the bunny ears." he said pointing to the Bunny ears. Miguel lifted his head slightly as you pulled it over his head and brought it up to pull his long hair out of his face.
"We totally don't have to do this and it's up to you but," you paused momentarily. "can I do your eyebrows?" without any hesitation, Miguel agreed, "Of course, baby." You smiled as you got out your derma blade and tweezers. "Now, if this hurts, tell me and I'll stop." Miguel just nodded in response.
You fixed the top of his brows and plucked some of the hairs under it. each time you plucked the hairs, Miguel would squint in pain. it hurt, but of course, he would take it just for you. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry." you would apologize quietly after every pluck.
"Now the hard part is over. let's do some skincare!" he loved your enthusiasm; it made his heart beat a thousand miles per minute. Miguel's eyes were shut tight as you opened the eye mask.
"wait," Miguel softly interrupted. "Can you, maybe, explain everything while you do it?"
you chuckle slightly at this, "Of course. Right now, I'm taking out these little patch things and I'm putting them under your eyes to help with puffiness and they reduce eye bags." you informed the best you could.
"Hey! Are you saying I have bad eye bags?!" you rolled your eyes, "Dude, you stay up till four in the morning, yes you have eyebags!" Miguel laughed at you, and eventually, you joined in on the laughter.
before getting started, you straddled his lap and Miguel rested his hands on your outer thighs.
you took the gold under eye patches and placed them under his eyes. "alright, now I'm going to take this rose-quartz roller and gently massage it in." you were barely starting, and yet Miguel was already getting so relaxed, he felt sleepy.
A faint smile appeared on Miguel's face, he could practically see the concentration on your face. the way your eyebrows furrow slightly and your tongue sticks out a little.
Once you were done, you set the roller aside and discarded the eye patches back in their original packaging, setting it off to the side and mentally labeling it as the start of the trash pile. "now, you are going to pick out a face mask to do." Miguel's eyes open enough to see.
"We have a peel-off mask, a sheet mask, or one I can wash off with a washcloth." you show the options.
Miguel contemplated for a bit before picking the sheet mask. you had picked out one from your fridge that was infused with aloe vera. "this one has aloe vera, 'k?" Miguel just hummed in response.
you opened the package and placed the sheet mask on his face, adjusting it before taking the roller and massaging it in again. Miguel hummed at the feeling.
you took the mask off, placed it back in the package, and used your fingers to massage the residue in. Afterward, you gave Miguel a quick kiss on the lips before moving on. "now I am putting some vitamin C serum on you." your voice was gentle, relaxing Miguel even more. you place small drops on key components of his face: forehead, cheeks, and chin. you massaged it in again with your delicate fingers.
finally, it was the last step, moisturizer. "last but not least," you started. Miguel internally frowned, he didn't want this to end. "moisturizer." you took your moisturizer and rubbed it in gently.
"all done, baby." you smiled. Miguel's eyes flutter open to look at your beautiful self sitting on his lap. he took one of his hands off your thigh to take off the headband. he sat up as you pushed yourself back to let him sit up.
after he sat up, he gave you a quick yet passionate kiss. "that was amazing. you need to do that more often." giving you another kiss.
"good. I'm glad you enjoyed it." you both finished your night routines, settling into bed. you curl up to Miguel's side, "next time, I wanna do that to you." he said, you chuckle, "I would love that." you both snuggle deeper into the bed before drifting off into a relaxing sleep.
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The Crushing Truth
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Sorry for the delay. I've had a lot of work to do. But here we go. Part 6! Enjoy.
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Steelclaw growled as she looked at Ultra Magnus upon the floor, the blade of one of her swords nearing his neck-cables. Megatron and Starscream were interrogating him about Optimus Prime's whereabouts. For the torture, Megatron decided to reveal Steelclaw. "Commander," Megatron announced. She looked up, awaiting an order. "If he doesn't want to talk, why don't we coax it out of his throat?" he queried with a malicious grin. Slightly unhinged too. Steelclaw understood what he was saying. She nodded slowly and put her blades away before turning into her wolf form. Putting her front paws on his backstruts, she held him down as her jaw opened. Then she clamped her sharp denta onto his neck-cables. Magnus let out a strangled shout of pain, trying to shake her off. But Steelclaw bit a little harder, making a few beads of Energon come out. Her growl made him submit. "Now, I shall ask again. Where is Optimus Prime?!" Megatron shouted. "E-Even if I-I knew..... I wouldn't t-tell you," Magnus said, his speech stuttered and slightly gargled by Steelclaw biting down ever harder on his pipes.
Megatron nodded at Claw. She growled louder, about to clamp her jaws on his throat entirely, severing his vital fuel lines. But that was when she heard some form of jet engines heading towards Darkmount. Before she could ponder what was going on, Megatron soared ahead of her and into his throne, making it crumble. Shots were fired, taking down some Veichons and a blaster shot hit Steelclaw back. She yowled in pain, scrambling off of Magnus, her jaws still around his neck-cables. Ultra Magnus yelped in pain as more Energon came spilling out. Annoyed, Steelclaw searched for whoever shot at her. But who she saw made her freeze. It was......
Optimus Prime.....
Maybe a bit bulkier, but Steelclaw would recognise those baby blue optics anywhere. And vise versa for him. Optimus recognized the yellow optics and purple paint. She even had a scar on her left shoulder-plating from a boarding accident. He put a ped forward, but Steelclaw snapped out of her daze, holding Magnus in a tighter grip. Optimus stopped as soon as he heard his commander hiss in pain. Deciding to face the consequences of her actions, she transformed, letting go of Ultra Magnus. But it was only temporary as she put her sword to his bleeding neck-cables once again. Energon stained her lips as she looked at Optimus. "Steelclaw...... no," Optimus muttered, crestfallen upon seeing the Decepticon insignia upon her chassis. His battle mask hid his trembling dermas as he faced his old friend turned to his enemy. "I'm sorry...... Orion," she muttered, raising her sword, about to bring it down. She was going to cut off Magnus's helm. Closing his optics in regret, Optimus switched his servo for his blaster and shot her in the tanks. Steelclaw yelped, but the force of the shot threw her back and over the edge of Darkmount. But she thought quickly and whistled. Her board attached to her peds. However, instead of going back up and facing Optimus again, she headed to the base of the tower upon seeing other Autobots. She took out both of her swords and went after Wheeljack. With a whistle, the board went back to her backstruts. Wheeljack wasn't expecting her to drop out of nowhere, so she had an opening. He looked up as she sliced at him an managed to nick his faceplate, hitting his cheek.
But he was quick and countered, kicking her back. Steelclaw's board went back onto her back-struts as she skidded to a halt. She and Wheeljack then fought, each of them being as good as each other. But Steelclaw was swifter and a bit more graceful. With a savage snarl, she blocked an overhead attack from the wrecker with one of her swords and (since he used both for the attack) thrusted her other blade deep into his tanks. He gasped softly as he felt the pain strike him. Steelclaw growled as he fell to his knees, defeated. Putting a ped on his shoulder-plating, Steelclaw pushed him off her blade, Wheeljack's Energon stained the metal. The other bots looked over in horror. "No!" "Jackie!". Steelclaw looked at her blade and sighed. There was no turning back now. She was officially a Decepticon.......
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lukeevangelista · 10 months
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do u know of the TikTok trend where girls convince their boyfriends to let them shape their brows and they run the dull end of a derma plane razor across their brows. then they show them the finished results through the front camera of their phones and the boyfriends panic because they have really thin brows now (filter of course). I think Kirby would be interesting in this situation
I think Kirby would be chill bout it.
Like i don’t think he’d panic. At all.
“I’m so sorry babe.”
“It’s okay Y/N.” He said, “It’s just hair baby, it’ll grow back.”
“But it’s your eyebrow!”
“Hair baby, hair.”
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judgementdaysunshine · 2 months
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Eyebrows
Pairing: Britt Baker x Fem reader
Description: Britt helps you pluck and shape your brows
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As you look in the mirror you slowly derma blade your face and pluck a small hair from your chin before washing off your face realizing with a groan it was a time to pluck the small uni brow that would begin to show in a week. Ever since you had hit puberty things that you didn't know or think could happen did including the uni brow which you wish didn't exist due to it making you self conscious than you already were about your body and looks sighing as you grab tweezers but before you could begin your girlfriend Britt walks in stopping you listening as you tell her of the curse of having to deal with your uni brow and slightly bushy eyebrows raising a brow when she asks how you wanted your brows to look before she laughs plucking the hairs of your uni brow away taking her time and going over the area again before brushing your brows with a lash brush before grabbing the brow razor slowly moving it over and and underneath your brows going back in with tweezers for the little stray hairs looking the mirror to see them absolutely wonderful smiling big. "Thank you baby" she smiles kissing your forehead before grabbing face masks watching movies as you wear the masks followed by painting finger and toe nails together ordering pizza which turned into a fun, peaceful, domestic, and great night in before falling asleep very late finishing off the rest of the pizza when the two of you wake up deciding to go on a picnic date and because of that night she helped you deal with your brows and you would return the favor by helping her with picking out and trying new incense thanks to your small addiction to them, candles, and bath bombs helping her pick scents that helped both of you whether it was lavender to sleep or relax, vanilla in the day, Jamaican fruits while the first day the two of you leave and head on the road, or any scent that you both liked there was always fun after dealing with your brows.
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sometimes i think all my efforts with moisturizing, hydrating, derma-rolling, and constant sunscreen aren't really making that much of a difference... and then i'll hang out with my baby sister.
she's absolutely stunning, make no mistake. but she's only 25 and has deep forehead grooves and crows feet from all the tanning she does down in Florida. the sun is truly the ultimate foe of white people everywhere.
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