Tfa Optimus Is A Twink.

Which characters would you most like to voice act for? :0

Rung, whirl, nickel mostly. Or anyone else who has a semi-high voice!

Ninjago x Reader Requests Open!

Fuck it. I rewatched it and now am in love with Zane and Cole. (But mostly Zane)

send in requests and I promise I’ll do them. Fluff, smut, or angst. I’m down for anything.

Shockwave X Human! S/O! reader HC’s;

Requested by: Me!

I’ve been feeling super good lately so I have decided to write some cuddle HC’s for Shockwave U///w///U.

Requests are open! I will pick which requests I will do but you can submit something and I’ll see if I feel up for it! I’ll mainly be doing TFP Decepticons.

Keyword:

S/O= Significant Other

Cuddling headcannons:

Let’s get something straight, Shockwave is so touch starved that it is almost sad.

If he has had a rough day, he will just walk into the lab, activate his holoform and would hug you from behind.

Sleeping together is a must for him✨ (not like that pErVeRt). He loves waking up with you in his strong arms.

His favorite position is spooning. He will mainly be big spoon but it depends on his mood. If it’s been a really bad day for him, he wants nothing more than for you to hold him tight and for you to let him know you are there.

Despite his extremely cold exterior, he loves to show you love! He will treat you with sweet kisses and whisper sweet nothings in your ear. He is easy to make blush and just by touching his little ear fins, he could be left a blushing mess. (I find his ear fins adorable because that’s how he shows his emotions-)

He will let you perch on his shoulder while he works, being mindful not to move to fast or else you could get hurt.

He has a problem with overworking himself so you often beg for him to get some sleep, which he would ignore till you get serious.

When he does give in, he would give you soft kisses on your lips while you would just hold his holoform close on the bed.

You two would almost always wake up together and he would have his legs wrapped around yours.

He isn’t a morning person surprisingly, and would often complain how it would be “Illogical” to get up at any time earlier than 9.

Overall, there is more than meets the eye to this mech. (Hahah I am funny)

Byakuya X GN! Reader

{🪷Morning Cuddles🪷}

[In which Byakuya is yours forever…]

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I love TYBW Byakuya, he is just so pretty! I’m going to me writing random things to try and get a healthy writing schedule going, so please feel free to make requests! I really enjoy writing for Bleach, I really like the characters.

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Warnings:

Soft Byakuya

Mentions of sex

Byakuya is so sweet here

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The rays of golden light glistened through the open window that laid at the corner of the room, a gentle breeze brushing the blossom-pink curtains to the side and filling the room with the crisp smell of Cherry blossom season; and it was that smell that awake you from your peaceful slumber. With a distorted groan, you stretched, your body shivering at the sudden movements at such a time in the morning. As you moved back to you spot after your morning stretch, you felt lanky arms slither their way around your waist, delicately tracing the exposed skin of your stomach. A gently kiss was placed on the back of your neck, sending a slight shiver down your spine. You leaned your head back, meeting your husband’s soft lips in a sweet kiss.

“Good morning my dear”. His voice was deep, as he was still waking up. You hummed in response, bring a hand up to gently stroke his hair before dragging your hand down to caress his cheek. His gray eyes met yours, swirling with an emotion that could only be described as pure love. Pure love for you. The kind of love that spoke volume. He wanted to make love to you, just like he had done the night before, and the night before that. His hand raised up to intertwine with the fingers that held his face, gently removing it to place a soft kiss to the skin. You smile gently, before pulling your hand away and sitting up on the edge of the bed.

“C’mon love, we have work to do”. Your voice was groggy, but to him, it was the most beautiful sound in the world. As you began to stand up, arms wrapped around your body and pulled you back, back to the bed once more, and into his arms.

“Five more minutes”. He mumbled into your hair, inhaling your scent. You could only sigh, letting your body relax.

“Five minutes, that’s it…”

Should I do transformers voice acting? If so, what scene or characters?

What about: Viktor finding out that he will be a father and how would he react when he sees his child for the first time?

Viktor finding out his S/O is pregnant HC’s;

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I turned these into Head-cannons, I hope that’s ok. I find out if I need to get hip surgery soon so I’ll try to pop out as many requests as possible until I found out so, I might be slow with requests, but I’m just scared of the answer I might get. If I get the surgery, I’ll have to be in a wheelchair for a very long time then be in crutches for even longer. I might even need to walk with a cane some days. I just hope I’m healthy enough to get the surgery and recover quickly.

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Keywords:

S/O= Significant Other

Y/EC= Your Eye Color

C/G= Child’s Gender

C/N= Child’s Name

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* Viktor is a very busy person; as we all can guess, and he barely takes any time for himself or his S/O, and he feels very bad for it.

* He loves you to heaven and back and would lay down his life for you, so when he found out you where expecting, he was shocked. More shocked that you where crying, afraid to tell him, thinking he would cast you aside.

* All he could do was kiss you gently, rubbing his thumb against the side of you cheek as he leaned on the corner of his desk before whispering a small few words that changed your sad tears to one’s of happiness.

* „I am here, for every step of the way”.

* His thick accent lacing the words as he kissed you once more, drying away your tears.

* Jayce was the first to find out about the news after Viktor couldn’t keep it a secret anymore, and he was ecstatic. He congratulated him was a harsh pat on the back and a „Didn’t know you had it in ya’”!

* Professor Heimerdinger was the next to know, and boy was he proud. He has been around for a very long time and always was excited to hear about the birth of new life. He knew Viktor’s work habits would try to interfere so he reassured the workaholic to take a break and to he there for his lovely S/O.

* Months would pass and soon, everyone in Piltover knew about one of their greatest scientists becoming a father, and Viktor had never been more proud. For once in his life, he wanted to world to know who he was.

* Soon enough, time has passed and the day for his child’s birth had arrived. After about 27 hours of painful labor, a beautiful baby C/G was born.

* Their eyes sparkled like the stars, having beautiful amber eyes; just like their father, that ballendes out their mother’s own Y/EC orbs. Their skin was like the softest silk in all of the land and would put a professional quilt maker to shame.

* Viktor sat beside his S/O, cane against the hospital bed as he held his child in his arms, feeling as though nothing in the would could bring him down. Like he was an unstoppable force, willing to protect it’s life for this child. And he was.

* Quietly; like a dove, his lover spoke.

* „What should we name them”?

* Viktor though for a minute, his life all seeming to come down to this very moment, feeling all pain, sorrow, peace, and joy. Every tear he shed. Every day he didn’t sleep. Every invention he has made. Has all come down to this moment.

* He took a breath, and then another. And finally, he picked something perfect, something worthy of praise. Something the world would grow to know and love.

* „C/N. I think they should be named C/N”.

* „It’s perfect”.

Hey, does anyone have emergency requests for mtmte open? I need some comfort angst stories real quick. If you can help me or know someone with emergency requests open for that fandom, please pm me.

A Little Too Late. Right? (1/?)

Right??

Yes, I had to re-upload this due to internet and spelling errors. I hope you guys enjoy it, but a warning; it’s sad. I also gave it a new title.

If you have recently experienced self-destructive thoughts, or have hurt yourself, please reachout to someone. we all love you, I love you, your friends and family love you, so please don’t hurt or think badly about yourself! If you think you have no one to talk too, then please come to me. I’ll drop whatever I’m doing to help you/get you the help you need. You’re not a burden, and never will be. No matter your age, gender, sexuality, race, etc, you are loved, even if you don’t believe it. so please; reach out to someone, or reach out to me, and I promise, you’ll feel better.

Warnings: Self-Harm Mention, Self-Destructive Behavior, Heavy Angst, Pissed Off Jetstorm, Depressed Jetfire, Forest Fires, and Burnt Bodies (Kinda)

Note: Emergency requests are now open. If you need something written for mental health, those will be the first ones to get done before any other requests.

Molten ash.

      It was all that Jetfire could see through the hazed smoke, faint crackling filling his audio receptors. Where was he? Who was he? What happened? Questions threw themselves inside his pounding processors as he winced sharply. He made no move to get up, not knowing the damage his body had taken. He exhaled roughly, his chest aflame from the surrounding heat. He was going to die here. And…he was ok with that. He hated that he was ok with that, knowing he should be strong as a member of the Elite Guard but, where were they? He saw no sign of them. He didn’t blame them, they probably wanted this. He wasn’t much help, he only caused destruction. What kind of a useful weapon is fire anyway?? Did he cause this? Did he cause his own death? A staticked chuckle pushed itself past his burnt metal lips. He deserved this didn’t he? Jetstorm didn’t need him, he was always great on his own; he didn’t need him. Jetfire’s flickering optics looked around him. He was surrounded by wild flames but past that, he could see trees, or… what was left of them. Tall burnt, shriveled sticks laid where lush green trees used to stand. He laid on a ground of wet mud, as the flames around him melted any remaining snow in the area. His optics dulled. So…he did do this. He could feel coolant try to fall from his wet optics but it would simply evaporate. The flames seemed to rise, knowing his emotions and feelings; after all, he did make them; and they crept closer to his frame. “I”. His voice couldn’t seem to work, making him frown. “I be sorry”. He pushed through the pain of his burning throat, even though it was begging to not be used, begging for recovery. “I be sorry brother”. His Russian accent almost seemed to melt away, taking his voice box with it. The pain was unbearable, but shouldn’t he be used to it? After all the things he had done to himself, why did this hurt the most? His chest tightened around his spark, almost feeling as though it began crushing it. He groaned. It hurt. It hurt so fucking much. But, he knew he deserved it. Didn’t he? He had to, right? It didn’t matter. He was going to finally die, and nothing could stop that. He looked at himself, using all the strengthen left to lift his head up. Both of his legs had burnt cabling jetting out of them, and sparks flying. His hands where as dark as soot, creating black streaks on his body and the surrounding ground around him. All white on his beautiful frame was now a dark, murky, deep grey. And his Autobot insignia. It was melted, fused to his chest plate. On the ground around him was bright pink Energon, some of it even boiling. He was a fucking mess. “I was so sure”. He smiled at the hazy sky before shutting his eyes for the last time.

     His body shook, tears dripping out of his bright blue optics. Jazz held him close, stroking his back comfortingly while glancing at Sentinal Prime, who was looking down; grief lacing his faceplate. “I-“. The Prime hesitated. “I don’t know what we can do”. The crying mech glanced furiously at him, his teeth moving into a snarl. “What?! What you mean you don’t know what we can do?!” Jetstorm clawed at his helm, placing scratches in it. “We don’t know where he went. He was out of control”! The prime persuaded the young bot, knowing anything else he could say wound make him snap. “Brother is out there”! Jetstorm choked oh his dripping tears as Jazz patting his back slightly to help him. Sentinal Prime looked at his cremate, not knowing what to do in a situation like this. “Jetstorm I-”. The furious blue mech interrupted him. “Please…Don’t tell me anything”. His voice was now much calmer as he sobbed openly. “I will go find Jetfire, With or without your help”. He pushed himself away from Jazz and ran out of the ship before transforming quickly and jetting off, as fast as he could possibly go. The air was cold, yes, but he couldn’t give two flying shits. He needed Jetfire. He needed his twin. Jetstorm knew that he would never forgive himself if he allowed Jetfire to offline himself. But…what if he was too late? Despite being in jet mode, coolant still fell from his optics. He sped up, not caring about any of the sleeping humans below. He needed to find his twin. He blasted through the city, advancing to the full forest past Lake Erie.  He didn’t know how far he traveled, but it felt like it took him years just to leave the city. Jetstorm’s thoughts where full of hatred. All words himself. He could have been there. He SHOULD have been there. But he wasn’t. His brother was out there; in the freezing frost; hurt and full of self-hatred. He needed his brother. And his brother needed him.

     The flight was long, too long before Jetstorm could see smoke in the distance, causing his to go at full blast. Before he knew it, a puff of smoke became hungry flames, reaching high into the air. He transformers quickly, hitting the earth hard before looking around at the hissing inferno. His breaths where frantic. This had to be his doing. It HAD to! Coolant stained his cheek as he moved hand up, before sending a powerful blast of a water cyclone at the flames, extinguishing a few of them. He did this a few times, checking every spot he could. He wouldn’t give up, but there was no sign of his beloved brother.  That was, until he stepping something. He slowly looked down and lifted his foot. He let out a chocked sob as pink Energon coated his ped. He set is foot down, and looked around ferociously until his eyes fell on a sigh that he wished he never saw. Jetfire laid on the muddy ground, none of his colors where even recognizable as he was covered in scorched soot. Jetstorm sprinted to his brother and slid on his knees to the burnt frame. “B-brother”? His voice was barely above a whisper as he went to go touch him, but froze, hands above his twin’s chest, feeling the heat radiating off of his frame. “Poor b-brother”. His sobs returned as he laid his helm on his twin’s chest, and sobbed into it. He was too late. He had failed himself but most importantly, he had failed Jetfire. “Brother, I am of the sorry”! He sobbed and sobbed, till he couldn’t sob anymore. He kept his helm on his brother and heaved a quivered sigh as loose tears washed away a bit of soot on Jetfire’s frame. His brother was gone. Gone forever.

Ba-dum

“W-what”?

Ba-dum

Jetstorm froze before placing his audio fin over the center of his brother’s chest.

Ba-dum

Was it?

Ba-dum

It was!

     A spark beat filled his ears, causing him to burst into tears again, but not from sadness. Oh no, not from sadness at all.  Jetstorm pulled his brother’s limp body into his arms and sobbed. He was alive. Jetfire was alive. “T-thank t-the All S-Spark”! The fire that used to surround the twins had died down, now only weak little flames, being extinguished  quickly by the snow that began to fall. He scooped his brother up gently in his arms and used one hand to comm Sentinal. Moments later, a swirl of blue and green appeared, and Jetstorm heaved a sigh. “Brother, we be heading home”.

Emergency

I have nightmare because of PTSD and I was wondering if you could do a human reader s/o with rung, rodimus, fort max, and perceptor giving comfort from nightmare

Sorry this took so long to write you three! I hope you all like it! Two of you guys requested Rung, and the last person requested others and Rung, so I put them all together! I also added songs that would go well to the prompt.

Rung, Rodimus, Fort Max, and Perceptor x reader/ Nightmare HC’s;

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Keywords:

E/C = Eye Color

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Rung;

You believed nightmares where significant things. Dreams with meanings. But if that was so, why did you have so many? Rung wondered.

You where very important to him, and it worried him to see you at night, twitching in your sleep, drenched in a cold sweat before bolting up and letting out a cry.

It broke his heart. You where to beautiful to have something like this happen.

He would encourage you to take a few sessions with him, to try and find the roots of this, but nothing seemed to work. He tried his best, he really did.

One night though, it was particularly bad. He was called to your hadsuite in a blink of any eye and was faced with the sight of you.

You sat on your small birth, sobbing audibly, drenched in sweat, and shaking violently.

He moved to your side in an instant, hesitating to pick you up before he scooped you into his hands and held you to his chest.

You flinched at first, letting out a feared shriek before looking up into the eyes of your newcomer.

You just stared, not knowing what to do before he softly patted your hair, and pressed you against his chest, letting you listen to his soothing speakbeat.

It was...soothing to say the least. Such a beautiful rhythm, striking a few beats every second. His chest radiated a calming heat as you rested your cheek in his teal spark, making him jump slightly.

He leaned on your birth, keeping you close and placed a small blanket over you, letting you drift into a peaceful sleep.

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Rodimus;

This poor fucking kid dude. As soon as he hears about this, he is by your side, panicking. He cares a lot about you, and never wants you to have these dreams.

When he see’s you having them, he is by your side instantly, shaking you intensely to awaken you.

He has had nightmares before, and knows the horrors they can bring, so he understands if you don’t want to discuss them.

Most nights, he will let you sleep in his birth with him, laying on his warm chest, sleeping soundly to his sparkbeat.

He would encourage you to see Rung or at least discuss what’s going on in them, to try and get to the bottom of the cause.

If it’s personal, he would understand, but still want you to see Rung; just in case.

He really worries about you, and isn’t afraid to cry in front of you. Sometimes, when you wake up from a nightmare in tears, he would cry too.

It really hurts him to see you so hurt from your dreams.

He loves to place his forehead on yours and look into your eyes, he could get lost in your E/C orbs forever.

He will always be there for you, no matter what!

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Fort Maximus;

If there is anyone on this list that knows more about nightmares than the others, it’s him.

After being through so much, he has nightmares every night and knows how to deal with them.

You usually sleep with him so when you experience a nightmare in his habsuite, he knows what to do.

He’ll tell you to take deep breaths, breathing in time with him, allowing your lungs to relax and to work normally.

He is the type of person who doesn’t like to jump to ‘what happened’, more like; ‘Let’s calm you down first’, and you appreciate that. A lot.

He’ll carry you around in his shoulders when you wake up from a nightmare sometimes. Just wondering the halls while you calm down, getting you a drink, snack, etc.

He loves to cuddle you. He loves you so much, and you love him. You are always there for him when he has nightmares and vice versa. He is so caring that it makes you cry.

He carries around little music players to calm you and little stuffed animals for whenever you where tired, he knows that it’s hard to sleep.

He would wake you up as soon as he see’s you having such dreams and just holds you. Not talking needed, he already knows.

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Perceptor;

Like Fort Max, he is used to nightmares, and he knows how to deal with them.

He is aware of your nightmares before you tell him anything or he sees it happen, he’s just that good.

He may not show much emotion but trust me, he shows them to you.

He asks if you need to speak with him or Rung. If you say yes, it’s instant, he’ll do anything to make you feel better.

He is a very busy mech, mostly at the lab instead of your shared habsuite but, if he hears that you are struggling with your dreams, you better believe that he will stop everything he is doing and go to you, for as long as you need.

He loves you. So fucking much. He would do anything for your sweet soul.

He loves it when you sleep on his scope btw-

Most nights, you are on his shoulder, sleeping soundly as he works silently. He found out that him being near you while you sleep, reduces your nightmares.

‘Nuff said.