Okay but what if TFP Megatron had lost his memory after fighting Unicron and Optimus had taken "Megatronus" back to HIS base.
WHAT THEN?
I saw a fan comic about this scenario. Airachnid took over the Cons and Soundwave showed up outside the Autobot base begging to be allowed to join.
Pls tell me what is the name pls
I can do better than just the name (thanks, Google)
OCTOBER 15TH - HAPPY DECEPTICON DAY!
The Transformers S2:E16, “Megatron’s Master Plan, Part 2″ - aired October 15, 1985
Are you fucking joking? 15th of October is Decepticon day? ON MY BIRTHDAY?! FUCK YEAH I KNEW I WAS MADE FOR MEGATRON I WILL NEVER SHUT UP ABOUT THIS AGAIN
WAIT HAVE YOU EVER SEEN THE CONCEPT DESIGN FOR BEE MOVIE MEGATRON??
Still canNot believe someone paid Jack lawrence to draw Megatron doing asmr eating a honeycomb into a microphone,,
WHERE IS THIS BLESSED IMAGE YOU DESCRIBE?!
me: *takes one look at the inbox while at work*
damn u guys really wanna fuck megatron
I wanna fuck Megatron.... Because go big or go home
why can’t i go big and also go home?
… Go home with Megs then maybe?
I would be the worst™ autobot ever. Megatron says something and I'm like 'sorry prime but he has sexy voice'
the fuckin struggle
but also optimus has sexy voice too so do we call this a win-win or lose-lose?
I’ve had a crush on both Optimus and Megs so I guess win-win it is
Me: So I accidentally had sex with Megatron.. Optimus, disappointed: What? Did you trip? Fell? Landed on his dick?!
Can you write a scenario inspired by that, it's a dangerous game, song? Something like the autobot reader has come to meet Megatron to break up with him because they think it's the right thing to do but Megatron can't keep his hands off of them and is desperate to not to lose his lover?
He holds both your servos in his. You’re not quite sure how to tell him what you need to tell him, but you know it’s for the best. Your emotions are in a spin, and your feelings are written all over your face. Neither of you speaks, not one word. But you both know why you came here tonight. He opens his mouth to speak, but you cut him off.
“I don’t think I can do this anymore,” your voice shakes. His eyes stare deep into yours, as if he’s looking straight into your spark. “I don’t really know what I’m feeling, all I know is that this can’t be what I want it to be. Not with you.”
“It’s dangerous…” he whispers, giving your hands a squeeze.
“I don’t feel like I have any control. And you and I, we’re just so different,” you cautiously reach over and place your hand over his Decepticon badge. He looks down at your hand, lips pursed, unsure of what to say. But instead reaches out to you, pulling you into his embrace, holding you close.
“I can’t make you stay, but I don’t want to lose you,” his voice sounds desperate. You lean into his touch, helm resting against his chassis. It feels wrong, but at the same time, nothing has felt more right. But you know if you stay, the end of your story won’t end up with a happily ever after. You start to pull away, but he holds you closer, begging you not to leave. He lifts your chin up, forcing your optics to meet his. They’re glowing brighter than you’ve ever seen them before. And without warning, he crushes his lips against yours, and you can’t help but return the kiss. He kisses you long and hard and needy, and once again you fall into the spiral of his dangerous game. You know you will never be able to truly leave.
If you want, could we please get some TFA Megatron/human reader? Specifically with Megatron letting the reader cuddle up and take a nap with him.
You’d seen what he could do to humans. He could manipulate one man to get his way in a whole city, and now he had a whole army. You weren’t sure if it was fear or the early stages of a Stockholm Syndrome, but the more often you were caught as captive to the Decepticons you started to feel more at home. Even if they kept you restrained. Every time you were taken, it was a matter of time before those meddling Autobots came back to rescue you. Maybe this time they wouldn’t, you hoped.
Megatron sat in his chair, analyzing the screens, hard at work. The first time you’d been kidnapped, he was the mech you’d want to stay as far away from as possible. But different now you felt as you sat down next to him on the floor.
“Dear one, how did you ever get out of those restraints?” he spoke smoothly. You wondered if he was even looking for an answer. You didn’t answer, you just looked up to find red glowing optic looking down at you. “I’ll have whichever insignificant excuse for a Decepticon taken offline for this,” he said this more to himself than to you. He reached down one massive servo towards you. You flinched as one digits stroked over your head and your hair. Was this…affection?
“If I must be so burdened with care taking the human, come.” You rose to your feet. With a voice as deep and sweet at his, he could walk you straight to your death. He opened the palm of his servo at your feet. You instinctively climbed into his hand. “You must be so tired. Sit. Rest.”
He lifted you up to his lap and you sat. You leaned into his warm chassis. The soft whirring of his spark, if a monstrosity such as himself even had one, was calming. You were exhausted. And between the deep timbre of his voice, the soft hum of his frame, and the warmth that he emitted, you were entranced into the lull of sleep. You rested your head onto his chest and snuggled up. If this was part of your escape into death, so be it. Maybe Megatron really did start to grow soft on you. But you’d never know that his own optics offlined as he slipped into recharge because you’d already fallen into dreamland yourself.
Heyyy can I req some HCs of mtmte Megs and a Romance writer s/o? Bonus if Megs doesn’t know that they are the writer of his favourite human Romance novel and fanboys over it to them! Love you and your writing!
(in another message) “ Could I also add the the s/o specialises in hot smut in their work and Megs love every part of it? -romance writer ask anon “
- Megatron, being a writer and admirer of good poetry, loves to hear your drabbles in writing and proof read over your latest work.
- Sometimes he likes to imagine that he is the muse of your writing, that all these romantic and steamy stories come from your fantasies of him.
- He’s also not shy to ask you to make these written fantasies a reality.
- He also likes to find other stories that are like yours and found one that was particularly spicy and hurries to tell you all about it.
- While not wanting to burst his bubble, you refrain from telling him that it’s really you under a pseudonym. You find it quite adorable that every time a new chapter updates, he comes to you to tell you all about it.
- You’ll let him know one day. Probably by writing a very explicit scene incredibly detailed after one of your sexy nights with him to see if he can connect the dots.
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We all doubt ourselves at one point or another. We don’t think our work is good enough, we get frustrated, instead of constructive criticism sometimes we receive hate, we can’t get our thoughts into words, we’re too tired to write, we just don’t like the way your own writing sounds… whatever it may be: there are so many reasons to quit. Here is why you shouldn’t.
1) It’s an escape and everyone needs their own space. Everyone’s home life is different, but we all could use a vacation. Writing can take us places we want to be. Even if you’re doubting your work, write for yourself and for that pleasure of being elsewhere. You don’t have worry about the quality of your writing, just enjoy the escape. Editing and fixing can come later if you want to share/publish your work.
Stephanie Meyer wrote Twilight purely for herself at night after the kids were asleep, not expecting to write a novel at all, but rather to explore further into a dream she had— publishing never even crossed her mind at first!
2) Go back to the reason you started: it’s fun. Like any sport is to an athlete, writing is a hobby that we all started because we enjoyed it. It may take rocky schedules, failure, and days where you just want to skip practice (and probably do). But there will also be days where you feel like you’re the star player and everything is coming naturally to you. No matter the ups and downs, at the end of the day— we write because it’s fun. Don’t let writing become a chore.
3) If you do publish your work, it could become someone elses escape. How many books have you read that transported you away from stress and work? It’s a lovely thought that your story could do that to someone else (if you want to publish)— only if you keep writing!
4) It’s a place where you can purely be yourself. Where else better than to let all your fantasies, thoughts and expressions come to life than on a blank sheet of paper? A place where, while writing, no one will judge or tell you what to do— because you’re the captain of this story.
5) Writing is a creative outlet to express yourself. Some people sing, dance, play a sport, paint, cook, bake, you name it… and some of us write. Don’t bottle your creative urges up, let them loose onto the blank pages and create. If you gave up writing, where would all of that creativity go?
6) The writing community! Whether you post content (tips, WIPs, memes) or prefer to just read them, the community can offer you amazing friends that you wouldn’t have found if you gave up writing.
If you’re feeling like quitting, take a break or try to find your initial inspiration again through reading, watching shows/movies, or connecting with other writers. Never give up completely because at the end of the day, you started writing for a reason. Remember that reason.
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“You’re so quiet, what’s wrong?” I’m creating my own fantasy world to escape from reality so shut up.
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Curious to see what people’s general preferences are with literature/romance featuring a non-human romantic interest. I’m not just talking short stories on here, but more generally for fiction and published novels too (think ACOTAR etc).
Reblog to give the widest data set possible!
May I get a dom fight with TFP Megatron and reader please? I think it would be funny but sexy at the same time!
In a tangle of limbs and moans and kisses and touches, it would be hard to tell where one you you started and the other ended if you weren’t two different species and two different sizes. The second you were alone with Megatron, you both sprung onto each other like a predator to it’s unsuspecting prey. Your lips were decorated in bruises from his sharp dentae pulling on the delicate flesh as you nipped and sucked at the cabling of his neck. You had finally gotten him literally weak in the knees so he would fall back against the floor and sat up on his chest.
“You’re going to open up your panels for me. Right. Now.” Your voice was soft but commanding.
“How bold of the pet to be giving it’s master orders,” he responded, voice like silk. It took you back for a moment.
“The pet would be the one on his back right now, so I’d do as I say if I were you,” you attempted to take control of the situation. In response, the mech lifted himself up halfway, plucked you from his chest between his sharp digits and dangled you in front of him.
“Hmm, now what were you saying, pet?” His derma twisted into a toothy smile, red optics narrowed and boring into your face. You kicked untriumphantly.
“Okay, break. Break,” you waved a hand in front of you. Megatron placed you gingerly down into his lap and cocked his helm sideways like a confused puppy. “Uhm, Megs, this isn’t working. I’m supposed to be taking charge right now. You’re subbing…right?”
“I was under the impression that I was the one giving orders tonight.”
“Oh. Well, no. I am.” You crossed your arms and stared hard down at him. He dragged a digit down your back.
“Are you sure? I am confident that you are to obey me tonight, little one.”
“Oh, but mighty Megatron, I believe it would be best if you just leaned back and let me take care of you tonight. I promise to reward you if you’re good for me,” you bit down on your lip, eyes low and scanning over his strong frame. You took advantage of being in his lap by teasing your fingers along the seams of his interface paneling. The sound of the start up of his cooling fans was unmistakable. The two of you remained in eye contact for a moment before he broke.
“You win this time, my dear.”
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Megatron: I FOUGHT IN THE PITS OF KAON:
The pits of Kaon:
