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Transformers Thread 6/8: I dunno anymore Anonymous
>>779364

6th thread. Or 8th. I dunno anymore.

We are currently awaiting Prime/Screamer, Lambo twins and Jazz/Prowl from some very kind writefags.
Thank you a lot.
>> Anonymous
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>>780282
Enjoy a pic or two while you're at it
>> Anonymous
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I don't even know what is a repost anymore, but keep these threads going! Y'all are amazing.
>> Anonymous
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Said writefags are also working on the next pornish installment of Rubicon, so don't hold your breath. But hold your loads. You'll get the phonesecks.
>> Anonymous
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>> Beckx
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It's the song that never ends...
>> Anonymous
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Anybody knows this? ^^
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>>780323
That comic is freakin hilarious and not to mention fucking cute as hell! Found that on deviantART~
>> Anonymous
If anyone's interested I've made a 3D model of Optimus which I could easily duplicate and turn into Starscream. They'd both be in the same file as well.

Is this a good idea?
Y/N
>> Anonymous
>>780356
YES, definetly yes!
>> Writefag here Anonymous
Jesus, you people give me bunnies and they bite HARD. I'll have to link these to my FF.Net account, the sessions will be that long.
>> Anonymous
>>780356
BRING IT ON BEBEH!
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>> Anonymous
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Surprised no one's posted these yet
>> Anonymous
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>>780376

I have a crapload of screenshots from my TF sims game, but I wasn't sure if those were allowed here...
>> Anonymous
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>> Anonymous
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These two fuck like turborabbits in my game

Funny thing being Prime's always the one who starts it
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>> Anonymous
>>780356here,
I've (sort of) started work on the Starscream model.
If you want to help speed it up any images of Starscream, Thundercracker or Skywarp will help. (Alone or together)

Repost or not, it doesn't matter. The more the better.
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I don't see nearly enough art or fics on Hound. Surely I can't be his only fan?
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>>780588

You are not! But I also have very little of him.
>> Anonymous
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I'm posting this because I'm irritated as I don't know what "gokigan" means.
>> Anonymous
>>780595
poor Hound... I think his fandom is very limited, since he recieves so little attention
>> RANDOMNESS Cyndi
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Primus is really just a big teddy bear ^_^ He was so badass, then he smiled and I was like "Awww!"
>> OP x Screamer right here! Anonymous
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4169299/1/Secret_Patrol

Fixed all the fucking asterisks because FF.Net is a whore. Enjoy the transmit, y'all, Prowl/Jazz comes tomorrow!
>> Anonymous
>>780728

*FAP FAP FAP*
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Is 4chan glitching or something? it doesn't show the new posts until I make a post...
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>> Yakitori
Sorry I took so long to respond to this thread; I haven't abandoned you guys, I just had company.

Aaaaaaaaaanyway, I heard you want some Prime/Screamer.

Screamer's POV:

Ah, the heat of battle. Lasers fire from all directions, slicing past my wings, my optics, my arms. Everyone, Autobot and Decepticon alike, is engaged in battle, and here I am, analyzing things as always.

This whole situation is, for lack of better term, infuriating. Rather than taking out the Autobots as I've reiterated time and time again, we insist on these insipid brawls. Rather... Megatron insists on them. The senile bucket of bolts. I often find myself recalling some of Prime's words to him a while ago... "junk, ready for the scrap heap, last year's model..."
>> Yakitori
>>780951

I find myself laughing, albeit darkly.

Here I am, finding amusement in the words of the leader of a band of goody-goody civilians. He's standing only a few yards away from me, firing away at my comrades and... What's this..? Shielding one of his own?

How he became a leader in this war, I will never know. Sacrificing your body, your fire power, and your energy for a soldier is foolish; such is the Decepticon creed. We are all soldiers fighting for conquest; bonds of friendship are deterrents and compassion is an amenity we are not granted. We know our place. We know our role.

Prime was protecting one of the others... The little yellow one, whose name escapes me. The yellow one looks up at Prime with a smile... And it disgusts me. Decepticons do not look out for each other. We do not admire each other. We work together out of convenience, fear, or a common goal. I hate everyone I am forced to interact with; all of my comrades are incompetent glitches, and I'd sooner rip out my own spark than show them an iota of kindness.
>> Yakitori
>>780978

The tide is beginning to turn; I can see the look of panic on Megatron's face from where I stand. He looks ready to retreat.

I scoff. That's his answer to everything, to every scuffle we engage in with the Autobots. Retreat means showing weakness. Retreat means giving up. If he wants so badly to win this war, he needs to assert his strength. That is why he is unfit to be leader; he only knows to run away rather than to stand up and fight.

For millions of years, this war has raged on, and for Primus knows how long, he has fought with Prime. Visions of victory are apparent in his optics, but with that said, Prime still functions. The war will continue, and we will continue to waste valuable time and energy as long as Prime functions.

My own optics flare; with his back turned, Prime is an easy target, and if I take him out, I will earn the respect I deserve.
>> Yakitori
>>781003

A running leap launches me forward, taking Prime by surprise. His gun clatters to the ground, and is left behind as the two of us crash through a wall. I feel a surge of excitement in my spark, but it leaves shortly.

Though I have him pinned beneath me, he does not show any signs of fear or nervousness. He realizes that he is in an inconvenient position, and takes me by surprise as he begins to rectify it.

He's... Stronger than he looks, that Prime. A lot larger up close, too. His hands clasp themselves onto mine, and for a brief moment, I hear myself gasp as he flips me over. I am pinned beneath him, and as infuriated as I am to be in this situation, my optics lock with his.
>> Yakitori
>>781012

What infuriates me more... Is the fact that I do not see any fury, any hate, any animosity in those blue optics of his.

Primus. I even remember what color they are. But Primus help me, I can't forget them, no matter how hard I try.

Those optics searched me, for however many seconds they were locked with mine. Searched me. Probed. Questioned... Pitied.

Yes, pitied. He's seen how Megatron treats me, of that much, I am positive... But I don't need the pity of some Primus-damned Autobot. Even as he holds me down, he is hesitant to apply more pressure to my wrists, which are currently pinned above my head. Hnf. He could crush my wrists if he wanted to. But he doesn't. He just looks.

An explosion nearby deters his attention, and over his shoulder, I spot flaming debris falling from the ceiling. He sees it too.

And he rolls out of harm's way.

But not alone. He takes me with him. As the debris smashes to the floor, he even shields me for a brief moment with that colossal frame of his. Of all the indignant things to do...
>> Yakitori
>>781019

Autobot programming must thrive on malfunctions such as this. How much sense does it make to protect an enemy, in the midst of battle? Not to mention making such... Inappropriate optic contact.

I realize that he's still holding onto me... It's a demeaning situation, one which, if he is ever at my mercy, I will severely slag him for. Being cradled in those gargantuan arms like some... Protoform...

He eyes the debris near us, not seeming to notice shards of metal jammed into his shoulders.

I almost feel bad.

Almost.

I maneuver my arm from his grip and land a clean shot to his chest, just enough to knock him off of me... Not to hurt him, much.

I suppose... I suppose he got to me, albeit for a brief moment. I ignore the blue optics staring after me as I join Megatron in yet another hasty retreat.

It was nice to be cared for, if only this once.
END
>> Anonymous
>>780905
I think so, i thought it was my crappy conexion but i seem it`s not so.
>> Anonymous
>>781024
dear gods... i want to read more of this pairing! Do you have a ff.net account or something?
>> Yakitori
>>781035

I do, but in all honesty, this is my first time writing Transformers slash/fluff and what not. Plus, this was just off the top of my head, to tell you the truth.

Though I'm starting to like Optimus/Screamer, and may delve into writing more fluff/friendship stuff in the future.
>> Anonymous
>>780600
Gokigen essentially means "good mood", so "Are you in a good mood?" Considering the picture, it might have a double meaning... ;)
>> Anonymous
>>781038
aww... i hope so, i really like it..and as this treath is my first taste of trasformers fics I understand. But i really like the way you write so if it`s not to troublesome can you post a link to your site/account, anyway?
>> Yakitori
>>781044
http://www.fanfiction.net/~envyskort
>> Anonymous
>>781049
Neat, thanks!
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>> EXPLODING VAN
>>781049
It's a neat little story; do you mind if I C2 it?
>> Anonymous
>>780323
ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssource
>> Anonymous
>>780728
subarashi
>> Anonymous
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>>780376
I have taken so many caps (ans VIDEOS!) of various Sims Transformers going at it that I should really do something with those. A friend challenged me to get all the possible pairings out of the few skins available, and it sure was fun.
>> Anonymous
>>780728
FAPPING AT THE SPEED OF LIGHT
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>>781049
Dear namefag, you are amazing.
I'm ridiculously happy you're thinking of getting more into this pairing.
>> Anonymous
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>>780728
>>781049

Good lord, my day is MADE.
>> Anonymous
>>781024
>>781019
>>781012
>>781003
>>780978
>>780951
Bawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
;_;
>> Anonymous
>>780323
For those of you looking for the source, the artist is Firestorm33 at deviantart. It's called "When Soundwave Falls", and it's really cute! It's 40+ pages on his gallery. Enjoy the Engrish! (Actually, he's pretty good!)
>> Requesting rs or downloads Anonymous
Hello! ANYBODY got Transformers Victory on DVD willing to upload? I can't find any affordable ones ;_;

Or... Is it even worth watching? Or are the comics better? I heard they're very different.
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posting a 5 page doujin
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and that's it
>> Anonymous
>>781186

That's it? You're kidding me. There has to be more!
>> Anonymous
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>>781189
Nothing but that and this.
>> Anonymous
buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuump for writefags who are amazing btw.
>> Anonymous
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What have you done to me, /cm/? Since I started fapping to giant robots, human characters (from any fandom) seem dull and uninteresting in comparison.
>> Anonymous
>>781275
That was the entire plan, my anon friend. Do not fight the supremacy of giant transforming robots! *maniacal laughter*
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>>781276
I will never fap to anything else ever again. JUST AS PLANNED.
>> Anonymous
>>781285
OH GOD THAT FACE.
EVERY SINGLE TIME.
>> Anonymous
>>781285
IT'S A CONSPIRACY!! *flails*
>> Anonymous
>>781275
I know, right? I tried looking at some hentai the other day and it just looked all gross! I was like, "shit"
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I fap to Starscream smut... In any form...
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>>781300
What's worse is that not even the stuff I used to like, such as certain yaoi or shounen series, interest me anymore.
I barely tolerate holos just because they remind me of the mechs. I guess I'm a robofag for good.
>> Anonymous
I think we might've run out of material...
>> Anonymous
>>781311
That.
Is not.
Worksafe.

...

*fapfapfapfapfapfapfapfapfap*
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>>781319
Never! But- yes, I should go fanart hunting.
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Non repost, I believe. Delicious scary Ratchet.
>> Anonymous
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Twins are fine too.
>> Anonymous
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Toys allowed?
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>> Anonymous
>>781338
I was about to bitch about that meme being completely unrelated when the LAST PANEL crashed on me with all its WIN.
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>>781338
>>781342

Would have worked just as well....
>> Anonymous
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>>781348
Agreed.
>> Anonymous
>>781342
I was about to do the same thing.
DAMMIT.
MY DREAMS WERE CRUSHED.
>> Anonymous
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I bet I could repost stuff from half a billion years ago
>> Yakitori
>>780951
>>780978
>>781003
>>781012
>>781019
>>781024


After some careful thought, I've decided to write a sequel to this from Prime's POV:


I'm tired.

Primus, I'm tired. This war has been going on for so long. This Primus-damned war. Megatron's tenacity is to be admired, I suppose. He clings to his ideal that the Decepticons should rule, and that wanton chaos and tyranny should overpower peace and tranquility.

That exact thinking is what lead our planet to almost total destruction. How we've lost so many loved ones, or left so many behind, on a dying planet. Hatred is tearing this universe apart, and apparently, fighting is the only solution. I don't believe in hatred. I believe in peace. But so far, in these past millions of years, I've made no progress with Megatron and his followers.

All we can do to make each other stand down is engage in scuffles, fire any number of rounds at each other, inflict injury after injury...

And we're getting nowhere fast.
>> Yakitori
>>781406

I suppose, in my youth, my plans of bringing peace to the universe were a bit... Idealized. Receiving the Matrix of Leadership marked an important milestone in this long, arduous life of mine, where I felt that I could do anything.

My new sense of responsibility flooded thoughts into my mind about how to restore peace and order. Confidence was faint, but still present. I was awarded an army of soldiers I'd gladly give my life for, and friends on this planet who trust us and assist us...

I'm ripped from my reverie as a laser blast from Thundercracker strikes Bumblebee not too far from where I stand, and in mere seconds, I'm standing over him. I don't say anything. I don't have to. That look on his face is absolutely priceless, and it is here that I realize the difference between our warring factions.

My strength comes from my willingness to protect any who are in my care; that is why I am heading this team in this war, and that is why I must succeed. I do not demand respect or admiration; I let them decide whether I deserve it or not. If my soldiers can't respect me, I don't deserve my title or the Matrix, for that matter.
>> Anonymous
>>781406
>>781411
Oh god. f5f5f5f5f5f5f5
>> Yakitori
>>781411

I open fire on the three Decepticons who saw fit to gang up on little Bumblebee, forcing them back, letting them know that they must come through me to get to him. I can feel Bumblebee smiling up at me, as though saying "thank you".

I chuckle to myself, quietly.

I suppose I've made quite an impression on him. He's always eager to please me, and quick to follow orders. He's a good little soldier, brave and compassionate. Then again, all of my men are. We have our scuffles, and I must reprimand them occasionally, but such is to be expected. I care for them all with all my spark...

But the same can't be said about... him. It pains me to see Megatron verbally and physically abusing his soldiers, even during battle. It's tactless. It's insulting to watch. He should be ashamed, but he shows no signs of remorse or regret for what he does against them. Especially...

The Seeker, the red and white one. Starscream.
>> Anonymous
>>781416
>>781411
>>781406
F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5
>> Yakitori
>>781416

I believe, in all these years, I've never seen a Decepticon take more abuse from Megatron than Starscream. Verbal, physical, you name it, I've seen it.

And I don't like it.

The two of them consistently have their "domestic squabbles" which distract them, or further damage relations amongst the Decepticon fleet. I constantly hear that Seeker proclaim that he is the new leader of the Decepticons whenever Megatron falters or falls in battle.

I can't help but scoff at the idea. Is there so much instability, so little respect amongst the Decepticons, that such mutinous attempts arise so frequently? I suppose Megatron has not done what I've done; Megatron has not earned the respect of his men, and this Seeker sees fit to stand up and openly proclaim it.

It seems to be an ongoing thing amongst those two. I've never seen any other Decepticon wish to overthrow Megatron as zealously as Starscream does. He's a fool, but a brave fool.
>> Anonymous
>>781422
So I'm not the only one F5-ing as if I were to die. Good.
>> Yakitori
>>781424

I can't help but admire his ambitious nature. But at the same time, I withhold judgment on his character when it comes to his respect for authority. It is apparent that he does not enjoy serving under Megatron because he does not respect him. He fears him, yes, but does not respect him.

I've seen Megatron fire his cannon at him, yell at him, hit him... And it angers me, far more than I let even my own soldiers know. I don't want to pity that Seeker... But I do.

Bumblebee's voice is panicked as he shouts to me, something about "look out!" The next thing I know, I'm hit full force by the very Seeker my thoughts are warring about. In my shock, I drop my gun, and the two of us go through an adjacent wall.

I hit the ground fairly hard, and as I look up, I see the Seeker, Starscream, glaring down at me with burning red optics...

He is fairly strong, but also somewhat small, slender almost. I suppose, as a Seeker, his body shouldn't be bulky and built for strength like mine or Megatron's. His youth is apparent in his build, as well as his tactics. He's trying to pin me down; his legs are clamped upon my sides, and he's straining his top half to hold me down.

I admire his ambition, but really, I need to get back to my men rather than waste time with him.
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>>781440
Is it bad that the mental image of Starscream TRYING to pin Optimus down is making me fap ten times more furiously than all-out porn?
>> Anonymous
>>781426
it's difficult to fap and F5 at the same rythm.
>> Yakitori
>>781440

It doesn't take much to overpower him; his size doesn't lend him too much strength... My audio receptors pick up something; a sound from him... A gasp?

It was an interesting sound, to be honest. I've heard his voice before. It's grating and shrill, as though someone is dragging shrapnel across the inner circuitry of your audio receptors... But that gasp... It was soft... Almost nice.

Strength surges into my torso and legs as I flip him over onto his back, but in my motion, my eyes accidentally lock with his...

I freeze.

I've never really looked too many Decepticons in the eye, except for Megatron... But from what I see and feel, this Seeker's eyes... They're different.

I see youth in those eyes, youth seized by the demands of war... I see a burning pride within him, which embodies itself as a defiant glare... But I also see fear, and it sends a pulse to my spark that I didn't anticipate.

This Seeker... Starscream... Just how much goes on with him, off of the battle field, out of my sight? What factors have led to the hatred and fear in this gaze?

My thoughts turn to Megatron, and it suddenly makes sense.
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>>780728
Came. So. Fucking. Hard!
>> Anonymous
>>781440
>>781424
>>781416
>>781411
>>781406

Prime is such a fucking trooper.
;_;
>> Yakitori
>>781453

Megatron has instilled within him so many things, and fear is at the top of the list. Megatron has made this Seeker defiant, but at the same time, has inflicted wounds on him and within him that have built him up to the being he is.

Those brilliant optics of his are shining defiantly up at me, and with his wrists in my grasp, I can feel him struggling against me. I can hear him grunting and swearing beneath me, but for some reason, he won't look away from me.

Is it really like this for you, Starscream? Is everything you do, whether against Autobot or Decepticon, a struggle for power, for authority, for control? You're a twisted little Seeker, but you're also frightened and angry...

My own gaze loses its intensity; analyzing his situation makes my spark sink... But I've faltered, and he capitalizes on it. One of his arms breaks free from my grip and he lands a solid shot to my torso. It doesn't hurt; it brings me back to reality, back to the battlefield.

I look up, and see him retreating, along with his comrades. This battle, for the moment, is over...

But I don't rise to my feet immediately. I can't help but stare after him. Thoughts about him flare up in my mind... And Primus, I can't get the sight of those optics out of my head...
>> Yakitori
>>781462

Speaking to him during our short encounter would have infuriated him, I'm sure. He didn't look like the type who appreciates sympathy or compassion... Probably because it's never been shown to him before.

I curse the Decepticon name for this reason, just as much as I curse this Primus-damned war. I curse Megatron with every fiber in my being, for changing those beautiful optics into reservoirs of hatred...

...Beautiful...?

I sigh to myself, walking back to the other room where my men wait for me. Bumblebee hands me my gun with an ebullient smile on his face, and shining blue optics. As I take my gun, I can't help but wonder...

Will your optics ever shine like this... Starscream?


END
>> Anonymous
>>781462
Bawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
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>> Anonymous
I hereby announce:

writefags are awesomeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
>> Anonymous
>>781479
I agree!
>> Anonymous
>>781464
jkhjhgss SO AWESOME
-but where was the part about shielding him from the falling debris? I WANTS IT.
>> Anonymous
>>781492
You're completely forgiven. Now I'll go and fap myself into oblivion at the bittersweet thought of Optimus being such a trooper and Starscream making *that* gasp.
OH GOD
>> Yakitori
>>781492

> My audio receptors picked up a noise, just us
*just above us*
>> Anonymous
>>781492
Fucking beautiful!
>> Yakitori
>>781483
>>781497
>>781498


Re-written again because for some reason, my posts are getting janky:


My audio receptors pick up a noise, just above us. Our optics are still continuing their silent war, but it is Starscream who breaks contact first. He glances over my shoulder, and I notice his optics flare in... Fear..?

My gaze follows his. A chunk of the ceiling is collapsing directly overhead, and unless we move, our bodies will be crushed...

A mental war rages in my mind, though I can feel the debris careening down toward us. He's a Decepticon; I can roll away and survive this, and if he wants to survive, he should do the same. I'm not here to protect him. He's a Decepticon; whether he lives or dies, whenever or wherever it happens, has no effect on me. The Autobots have suffered casualties, as have the Decepticons. Plus, he'd be one less Decepticon I'd have to offline with my bare hands....

But the Autobot in me spoke with compassion and kindness, berating these thoughts and forever banishing them as unjust and cruel. This Seeker, this young, fearful Seeker in my arms... I had the power to protect him, if only for this brief moment.
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>>781511
So, so, so, so much love.
>> Anonymous
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/cm/ TF threads: they are made of FUCK YEAH CLANG CLANG and AMAZING WRITEFAGS.
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>> Yakitori
>>781511

My optics lock with his for a brief moment before I wrap my arms around his frame and shove us out of harm's way...

He gasps again... Primus, that gasp... My spark jolts painfully against its casing, all because of that gasp. It's the most beautiful sound I've ever heard, in millions of years. In fact... This Seeker... Starscream... Is quite beautiful as well. It's a shame that I'll never tell him, and he'll never know it.

With him cradled against me, I suddenly feel the urge to protect him as I would one of my own. I hold him protectively, tenderly, as though to reassure him... What he felt at this point, I don't know, nor do I care. I do not expect him to be grateful; how he chooses to react is up to him, and him alone... All I know is that, for a brief moment, I felt those blue hands clinging to my frame...

Another excuse to pull him closer happens as I shield him from a small spray of debris. It's nothing that would injure either of us, but I want him to know that what I'm doing for him, at this point, is real. I want him to feel protected, cared for... Why? Primus, I don't know...

He looks up at me with frightened and confused optics, and once again, I can't look away, not for an astrosecond. I want to speak, to say anything, but no sound comes out of me. I can only stare.
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>>781533
Jesus Christ, you want me to fap till I collapse, don't you.
>> Anonymous
>>781533
TELL ME THERE'S GOING TO BE MOAR ;_;
>> Yakitori
>>781558

Uhh.. what else do you guys want? Thundercracker and Skywarp drabble, yes?
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>>781566
Very yes.
>> Yakitori
>>781567


Thundercracker let out a flustered sigh, running a hand across his helm in aggravation. He hated sentry duty, especially since it had been such an uneventful day. Ever since Megatron had decided to lay low for a while, things at the base had been, for lack of better term, boring.

He eyed the horizon with contempt. He honestly didn't want to be on Earth anymore; he wanted the Autobots destroyed, he wanted to get all the energon they needed, and he wanted to go back to Cybertron. Was it such a foolish thought?

The only one who seemed to share his sentiments was Skywarp. True, the two of them were soldiers fighting for the Decepticon cause, but they wanted to go back home. They didn't mind slagging a few Autbots; that was fun and all, but they had lives to get back to.

They had a friendship to get back to, a strong one at that.
>> Yakitori
>>781572

He chuckled to himself at the thought of his comrade, his friend. Honestly, the two of them were the only Decepticons who actually got along, who actually... liked each other.

He thought about it for a second, drawing a leg up and resting his chin on his knee. He loved how they worked so well together, how they could joke together, how they could actually enjoy each other's company, how he could enjoy Skywarp's voice...

He paused, shaking his head. He couldn't think about that right now; he was on sentry duty and didn't have time to flood his mind with thoughts of the other Seeker...

But he couldn't help himself. He liked being paired up with Skywarp in their missions; how one could fly so gracefully yet be so deadly in battle, Thundercracker couldn't comprehend.
>> Anonymous
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>> Anonymous
>>781533
>>781511
AMAZING WRITEFAG IS AMAZING

>>781535
>>781531
HOLY SHIT SOURCE
>> Yakitori
>>781577

" 'Nother long night, eh Thundercracker?"

Thundercracker was startled at the voice, turning toward the corridor from which it echoed. His optics focussed slightly; someone was coming through the darkness, carrying a small container of energon as well. "Warp? That you?"

Sure enough, the sleek black and purple Seeker emerged, taking a seat next to his comrade and setting the energon down between them. "Thought you could use some refreshment." Skywarp gave the blue Seeker a smile.

"Company is all the refreshment I need," Thundercracker said softly, but then caught himself when he noticed the amorous tone in his voice. "But the energon is appreciated as well." He cocked his head slightly. "Y'only brought one cube?"

Skywarp's shoulders hunched sheepishly. "Woulda been suspicious if I was carryin' two. They won't miss just one, anyway."
>> Anonymous
f5f5f5f5f5
>> Anonymous
Yakitori.
I hereby nominate you for the Academy Award in Writing "Fucking Epic Shit".
>> Anonymous
F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5!
>> Anonymous
Oh god
so many awesome pieces of writing in this thread
I love you all, kind writefags.
>> Anonymous
>>781606
I'm f5-ing harder and faster than you.
>> Yakitori
>>781589

Thundercracker couldn't help but smirk, holding the cube out to his friend after taking a sip. "We'll share. We always do."

Skywarp gave him another smile. He loved that smile so much.

As Skywarp took a sip, Thundercracker found himself looking out at the horizon again. "Warp... You miss Cybertron?"

Skywarp stopped drinking promptly, set the cube down, and let out a growl. "Every slaggin' day. I hate this planet."

"I wish Megatron would just hurry up and off Prime and the Autobots already; THAT'S what's keepin' us here-" He was startled as Skywarp's hand came upon his mouth.
>> Anonymous
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I drew this JUST FOR YOU thread.
>> Anonymous
F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5
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>> Yakitori
>>781610

"Watch it. You don't want anyone like Soundwave hearin' you talk like that," Skywarp warned cautiously, slowly removing his hand. There was a silence between them, accented only by a warm smile coming to Thundercracker's face. Skywarp felt his own face plate warm slightly. "Wh-What's with the face?"

"Heh. Out of everyone in this group, 'Warp, I can always count on you to look out for me. I always have been able to."

Skywarp averted his gaze, though his face wasn't cooling down as quickly as he wanted it to. "W-Well yeah... I gotta look out for my buddy, right? Don't need you getting punished for sounding mutinous."

Thundercracker eyed him slightly. Was this Skywarp... Being shy? It was an intriguing sight... He found himself reaching a hand out toward him, and was startled to feel the warmth emanating from his friend's face.

This WAS intriguing.
>> Anonymous
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>>781624

I share the sentiment.
>> Anonymous
>>781275

ARGH ME TOO
>> Anonymous
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>>781640
It's weird, isn't it? The way you look back to some other (flesh) pairing and somehow think it's a bit less awesome than you earlier thought... because they're JUST humans.
>> Anonymous
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wallpaper tiem.
>> Yakitori
>>781628

Segment by segment, Thundercracker's fingers pressed themselves to Skywarp's face, softly, cautiously, curiously. "What's with the face, 'Warp?" He was beginning to wonder if it was this warm anywhere else...

"N-ngh.. N-nothing..." Skywarp found himself pulling away slightly. "I-I'll leave ya alone if you want-"

Thundercracker was upon him in an astrosecond, and Skywarp felt something explode in his core as the blue Seeker pinned him on the ground, hands clamping his wrists. A dizzying sensation struck the black Seeker; he didn't know if it was the energon or...

His optics widened...

That look on Thundercracker's face... Primus, that look.

"Th-Thunder--" Skywarp was cut off as Thundercracker claimed his mouth with his own. That dizzying sensation struck again, and he found himself moaning in response.

"Shh. That corridor carries a lotta noise, you know. Gotta be... Quiet." Thundercracker purred.
>> Anonymous
>>781644
If this were a YOU COME, YOU LOSE thread, I'd have just lost.
>> Anonymous
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>> Yakitori
>>781644

Thundercracker eyed Skywarp curiously as his hands traveled across the black and purple frame, eagerly exploring for areas that enticed that delicious look on his face. Skywarp's optics offlined briefly as Thundercracker's hand applied pressure to the lower region of his cockpit.

A smirk spread across the blue Seeker's face. "You like this, 'Warp...?" He whispered, stroking against the glass while teasingly applying pressure at intermittent moments. He was answered by a low hiss, and the whirring of vents as they strained to keep Skywarp's systems in check.

Fat lot of good that was going to do.
>> Anonymous
I lost.
I came.
Twice.
No.
I came at every post.

Every.
Single.
Post.

/cm/...will....will you marry me?!
>> Anonymous
if you're up for some classy, would you mind doing some dominatrix megatron with screamer next?
>> Anonymous
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>>781668
There's just NO WAY to win with these threads. Absolutely none.
>> Yakitori
>>781663

Thundercracker increased the pressure of his ministrations, delighting as Skywarp squirmed and gasped beneath him. He wasn't sure how or why things had escalated the way they did; maybe it was the energon, but it may have also been his wanton curiosity.

Skywarp was a lovely mech, when he thought about it. Sleek, agile, beautiful even. Thundercracker valued him above everyone else on this team, and was going to let him know it.

"N-nghh... Th-Thunder......" Skywarp's spark was pulsing out of control deep within his core, and was so dizzied by these new sensations that he felt like he was melting with pleasure from the inside out. How long had Thunder been waiting to do this...? And why hadn't they done this sooner? After all, Thunder was the only mech on this team worthy of his respect and attention... But to be the subject of such amorous ministrations was absolutely maddening.

Thundercracker's curiosity led him to shift his body weight slightly, pressing his cockpit against Skywarp's. Simultaneous moans filled the air at this new contact, threatening to drive them both insane.
>> Anonymous
>>781676
Analysis: Heated body temperature
Action: commence fapping
>> Anonymous
Fucking lost.
Every single time!
>> Anonymous
>>781676
I'd press his cockpit if you know what I mean
>> Yakitori
>>781676

Thundercracker nearly swore himself mute at the sensation. Glass grinded against glass, and the sensors within each cockpit sent currents of pleasure back to their cores. "'Warp...!!"

Fits of ecstasy had all but taken away Skywarp's ability to speak in complete sentences; he could only answer with moans and hisses. He was growing desperate for more of this torture being inflicted upon him, reaching up and clenching onto Thundercracker's wings in an attempt to bring him closer.

Thundercracker answered with an almost anguished moan, pressing his cockpit harder onto Skywarp's. The sensation traveled through his wings and bombarded his spark, and his optics offlined as his entire body gave a hard spasm.

This last movement by Thundercracker's body was concentrated against Skywarp's cockpit, and as he threw his head back, he felt his core practically implode, unconsciously thrusting his pelvis against Thundercracker's.

Cries of completion intertwined as both mechs met their limit, and Thundercracker collapsed almost lifelessly against Skywarp's form.

Scalding steam poured from vents and armor gaps, as inner systems worked double time to bring their temperatures down. Both mechs rested against each other contentedly, and slowly, motor skills began to return.

"Wh-what.... Thunder... What was all that for...?" Skywarp said after finally getting his voice back.

"I got curious, I guess... Besides... You weren't protesting." He smirked. "Besides... You made my sentry duty a lot more... Interesting..."

Skywarp returned the smirk. "Well, just to let you know... I got sentry duty tomorrow."

END
>> Anonymous
>>781703
Goddammit all over my keyboard....
>> Anonymous
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So I heard....
>> Anonymous
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you like....
>> Anonymous
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Starscream!
>> Anonymous
>>781675

*WALL OF FAP*
>> Anonymous
Writefag here. Bringing you a teaser for the Prowl/Jazz phonesex. HERE:


Prowl: (groans) You’re so irresponsible sometimes!

Jazz: (gleefully) I know. What would ya do without me t’ brighten your responsible life?

Prowl: What’s that supposed to mean?

Jazz: (innocent) ‘S it supposed t’ mean something?

Prowl: Don’t be cryptic.

Jazz: I’ll be as cryptic as I like, thank ya! You like puzzles anyway, don’tcha, Prowl?

Prowl: That’s not the point… (somewhat flustered) Is there some point to this transmission, Jazz?

Jazz: Yeah. I miss ya.

Prowl: …You miss me.

Jazz: Yep.

Prowl: …That’s very thoughtful, Jazz, but I don’t think I can do anything about that.

Jazz: Oh, I think you can.

Prowl: (pauses; does not compute) Come again?

Jazz: (he revs his engine slowly, an accumulating purr that Prowl can faintly hear through the transmission.)

Prowl: (the pieces are falling into place.) You’re joking.

Jazz: (engine is still purring) I ain’t hearin’ a no…
>> Anonymous
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>>781703
Deeeelicious.
>> Anonymous
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>>781759
Oh Jazz, delicious tease.
>> Anonymous
>>781759
With the power of FAP
>> Anonymous
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I don't think we've ever had a series of threads as awesome as this.
I'd request archival but the previous 7 would have deserved it as well.
>> Anonymous
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>>781767
Fuckin love Jazz
>> Anonymous
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>>781741
>>781742
>>781744

Man, I love you.
>> Anonymous
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>>781777
Hell yes. I can ship him with pretty much anyone.
>> Anonymous
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mmmmmmmmoe
>> Anonymous
>>781777

Fuck yes. Jazz is a walking robot Sex God. (insert several cheesy sex puns here)
>> Anonymous
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Guys, guys, is it bad that I feel tempted to spend 60 holy bucks on this simply because battle-damaged-Prime's chest is suggestively open because of the Matrix?
>> Anonymous
>>781790
HELL NO! I would buy him within a second *drool*
>> Anonymous
>>781790
I would rape it tenderly and then feel bad about raping it.
>> Anonymous
>>781790
I would instantly buy it if it had legs. I'm not big on busts.
>> Anonymous
>>781790
I WOULD OPEN HIS CHESTPLATES if you know what I mean etc etc
Fuck, needs more Optimus porn.
>> Anonymous
I came... soooo many times with this thread
>> Anonymous
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>>781813
I had to.
>> Anonymous
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>>781834I am a drawfag.png
Then give us some mech lovin'?
>> Yakitori
Another shot at Optimus/Starscream, Prime's POV:

Yet another night with this Seeker in my arms... Yet another night of observing the various scratches, abrasions, and dents in his beautiful frame.

I look into that face, that dark, youthful face, and only wish I could take it all away, make everything better...

Call it fraternizing with the enemy, but I need to see him. He needs to see me. I survey his entire body with utmost care. A touch here, a touch there, and he answers my touch with slight gasps and whimpers. I reach for his wing and he shrinks away from me.

He's never done that. Megatron's punishment must have been more severe tonight, I suppose. I fear for my Seeker's safety if Megatron did find out about these meetings between us.

I fear for him every second of every day.
>> Anonymous
Another writefag here... Damn, I'm trying to dig up something from the archives and all I have is Cade _torturing_ Prowl, and shotabot sticky, and Cade/Skorpy smut... All of them UNFINISHED. T_T And there's a Jazz/Sunny more-or-less fluff. I'm sorry...
>> Anonymous
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>>781842
FUCK YEAH YOU'RE THE BEST NAMEFAG EVER
>> Anonymous
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>>781845
I wouldn't mind reading any of those.
Especially the last one you mentioned.
>> Anonymous
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>>781842
Not to be all gaiafaggy now, but it's just passed midnight, it's my birthday AND you just WIN WIN WIN for writing more of my favorite pairing. Great timing.
>> Anonymous
>>781838
mechs are hard to draw.
I already drew;
>>781744
>>781742
>>781741
and I was using a freaking reference.
;_;
I need practice first.
then lovely mech loving.
>> Anonymous
>>781842
I foresee I will break my f5 button tonight.
>> Anonymous
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>>781859
Practice hard then. In the meantime I'm sure we wouldn't mind some holo, by the way.
>> Anonymous
>>781842
I won't be able to go to school tomorrow.
I'll be UP ALL NIGHT
>> Yakitori
>>781842

But tonight is about healing, not pain, not regret. Where there is pain, I will rectify it. Where there is fear, I will conquer it. My little Seeker... You're in for a lot with me, this night, with only this planet's moon as a witness.

I pull his frame closer into an embrace, running my hands across his lithe form. Primus, his beauty is uncanny, even for a Seeker. He looks up at me, with those shining ruby optics, and gives me that sound that I value more than anything...

That moan.

Primus, that moan.

My optics lock with his as my hands, gentle and calm, reach toward his wing. He tenses, and I cease. Our optics conduct a silent conversation; I ask permission, and, though hesitant, he complies.

His wing is bent slightly, scarred by an impact caused by Megatron's cannon. I sigh and strain to keep my anger at bay; he was terrible to you tonight, wasn't he, little Seeker? No matter. My hand slowly slides along the smooth surface, and I'm awarded with a slight gasp.

I press harder, wanting more and more to elicit those maddening sounds from you. Primus,you're driving me insane...
>> FUCK YEAH Anonymous
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>>781842
F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5 F5
>> Anonymous
>>781845
I WANT THEM ALL. Please. Everyone loves a writefag.
;_:
>>781842
I wish I could have sex with you.
>> Anonymous
>>781866
This anon is being driven insane too. (and tries to keep it at bay with f5 overload)
>> Anonymous
>>781866
F5ing LIKE THE FIST OF THE NORTH STARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
>> Yakitori
>>781866

My engine revs as his hands begin to travel across my own frame, and I feel him shudder beneath me.

He loves when I do that.

Again and again, I allow my engine to rev against his cockpit, and he moans into my audio receptors in a way that would drive any other mech to insanity. I'm barely hanging on as is.

Primus, that moan.

I vocalize my own pleasure as those small blue hands work themselves across my front grill, and my spark gives a very enthusiastic, almost painful lurch against its casing.

No.. N-not yet... My vents are going into overdrive, just as his are, and we've barely gotten started.

I've barely gotten started with you, my little Seeker.

I pull him into my lap, and my hands travel down to the base of his wings, and he unleashes a cry that nearly makes me overload on the spot. I crush my grill against his cockpit, demanding friction between our bodies that shreds away at his ability to form complete sentences.

He's not even saying anything anymore; he can only moan, squeal, whimper, coo... Beg...
>> Anonymous
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>>781876
Someone needs to do this.
Like, taking the template (pic related) and making a parody along the lines of "TF THREADS ON CM? I WONDER WHAT ALL THE FUSS IS ABOUT" "CLANG CLANG FUCK YEAH THIS IS AWESOME" "F5ING LIKE THE MOTHERFUCKING FIST OF THE NORTH STAR JESUS CHRIST" "FUCK YEAH YOU ARE THE BEST BUNCH OF WRITEFAGS EVER" and so on.
>> Anonymous
>>781883
COHERENT THOUGHT COMPLETELY GONE
fap fap fap fap fap fap
>> Yakitori
>>781883

Harder and harder I grind myself against him, holding him close.
He thrashes and squirms against me, desperate to control himself but completely at the mercy of the pleasure he is receiving. Primus, I'll never forget his face.

His optics keep offlining, and it sounds like his vocalizer is straining to keep up with his body's reactions.

Primus I can't take it anymore.

As if to answer my prayer, he throws his head back as his spark chamber reveals itself to me, pulsating, throbbing, shining like a star. He looks at me...

Primus, that look... He wanted completion, he wanted satisfaction... He wanted everything I was giving, and more.
>> Anonymous
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>>781883
Ultimate evidence that Prime's revving engine is my new fetish. I came.
>> Anonymous
>>781893
>>781883
I think I woke up my neighbours.
God.
Fucking. Dammit.

Greatest namefag, ever.
I'd give you myself if you asked for it.
>> Yakitori
>>781893

His frame is so hot to the touch, it's almost hard to continue holding him. Steam is pouring from his every vent, his every armor joint, and his turbines are whirring themselves out of control. He is absolutely gorgeous... And waiting for me to finish him off.

He gives my grill another press, and I comply with a moan, my spark chamber revealing itself as well.

Our optics lock, and the lust on his face is astounding. We don't press them together quite yet... Thank Primus we didn't... They arc wildly, demanding each other, reaching for each other, and the teasing blasts of ecstasy are driving us both insane. Slowly...

Slowly...

Primus, I can't.....

The sensation when we press them together feels like enough to offline me permanently. Something explodes within me.

Something explodes within him.

His fingers dig themselves into my shoulder, through the iron, into the circuitry below, but I don't care. Primus, I don't care. He's inciting Primus' name with every breath he takes, thrusting himself helplessly against the onslaught my spark is forcing on his.
>> sage sage
Sage for Epic Fail.
>> Anonymous
Fuck, I came. Thank you, namefag.
>> Anonymous
>>781911

Do you mean the epic fail that is your DISGRACEFUL TROLLING?
>> Anonymous
>>781911
Get out, fail guy.
Yakitori, I owe you an orgasm or two.
>> Anonymous
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>>781904
>> Anonymous
>>781904
I CAN PICTURE THAT
jesus christ, it's magnificent
>> Yakitori
>>781904

My own optics offline, after a few agonizing moments of this explosive ecstasy we call bonding. His body is still so hot to the touch, so very hot it's almost painful to continue holding him...

But I do. I can't let him go, and I never will. He is panting against me now, our sparks still dancing mere millimeters away from each other, and he moans along with me as aftershocks hit us with just as much force.

Primus...

Primus...

I can't incite your name enough to cover what I've felt up to this point. He can't put together any coherent words, he can only grip me with those hands, those legs, his entire being...

Our chambers finally close, and he is laying beneath me, vents whirring, steam dying down... Looking at me with those shining ruby optics... A small smile appears, tired, but genuine.

I pull him into my arms and hold him as tightly as I can.

My little Seeker....

Know who loves you.

If you're ever in doubt.... I'll be content to show you how much I love you, again...

And again...

Until your vocalizer ceases functioning.
>> Anonymous
>>781931
;_; bittersweet fapping here
>> Anonymous
>>781931
I can't fap....
;_;
It's too beautiful....
>> Anonymous
OKAY! I'm posting everything on an old LJ RPG journal. First one is Jazz/Sunstreaker.

http://sukaa.livejournal.com/1292.html#cutid1
>> Anonymous
>>781974
FUCK YES
looks like I won't be getting any sleep tonight either
>> Anonymous
>>781974
>>781976

Same here, fuck yeah.
>> Anonymous
Well, here's the journal: http://sukaa.livejournal.com/

Feel free to read ANYTHING you find there.
>> Anonymous
this has been a wonderful thread.
but now I must sleep

g'night!
>> Anonymous
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NOM NOM FISH
>> Anonymous
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Ummm.... anybody still here...?
>> Anonymous
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>> Anonymous
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>> Anonymous
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>>782117

I still function, anon!
>> Anonymous
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>> Anonymous
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Thread ded?
>> Anonymous
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>>782187

Possibly petered out, for now.
>> Anonymous
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>>782187
I can keep going!
>> Anonymous
>>782196

REVIVE WITH MORE TEASERS! (I'm sorry you guys, Prowl refuses to be written right. D: )


Prowl: Jazz, be reasonable for once!

Jazz: What’s so unreasonable about a lil com-facing?

Prowl: I have no taste for it. That’s what’s unreasonable.

Jazz: Well, first time for everythin’ right?

Prowl: (warning tone) Jazz…

Jazz: C’mon, Prowl! Ya can’t be tellin’ me ya don’t think about it every now an’ then?

Prowl: Think about what?

Jazz: About me an’ you…pressed up close, all alone…no missions, no work…just us.

Prowl: …

Jazz: We’d prob’ly end up in your office; ya spend so much time there. I always liked playin’ with your neck wirin’, y’know. Might start by nibbling on it a little, suckin’ on the bigger cables…I know how much ya like that.

Prowl: (suppressing a shudder) Jazz, please.

Jazz: (grin is obvious in his voice) Please, what?

Prowl: …

Jazz: (snickers) Not a very convincing argument, Prowler.
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And as we go there is more Transformers art posted anyway. So This could certainly keep going.
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>>782201

hot stuff, anon.
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Frenzy is so fuckable in this picture
>> Anonymous
>>782255

Is this IDW or Dreamwave? I spy a Cobra insignia.
>> Anonymous
>>782258
it's one of the GI Joe/TF crossover comics... IDW I think
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>>782258

http://transformers.wikia.com/wiki/G.I._Joe

Possibly Dreamwave... I dunno, I didn't follow their run very closely.
>> Anonymous
>>782269
Devil's Due, actually. Awesomeness even if they focused a bit too much on the fleshies for my taste
>> Anonymous
frag... max image reached
>> Anonymous
someone start a new one!
>> Anonymous
>>782279


Teh new thread.

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