Baneberry @ AO3. Please enjoy my shameless gross smut. Suffice to say, do not follow this blog if you are under 18 years old.
Icon pic from tastefulahegao.
Redoing my commission info. Please read everything before contacting me about ordering a commission!
I’m offering fics with 2k (or a little over) words for $22.
IF YOU WISH TO COMMISSION ME FOR SMUT, PLEASE READ: You must be 18+ years to commission smut from me. No ands, ifs, or buts. I need a legitimate form of identification such as an ID; you are free to omit/remove any personal details, but it is IMPERATIVE I see your DOB. I’m not going on the honor system here; you cannot tell me you’re over 18, I need actual proof. If you cannot provide me proof, then I cannot write you a smut commission.
However, I am perfectly okay with doing G to PG-13 related fics. These fics will not include smut. If your prompt is “A and B go on a date and snog,” that’s not a problem. I can do that. If you think your fic would require anything heavy BUT no porn, we can talk about it and come to a compromise.
As such, I am under no obligation to accept your commission. If I am uncomfortable with the prompt, I will gladly try to work something out with you. But I am free to turn down commissions otherwise.
Now, onto the DOs and DON'Ts.
I WILL WRITE:
- Transformers is mostly what I write on this account. The Transformers series I will write for: MTMTE/Lost Light, G1, Animated, Prime, live action films, Shattered Glass, and RiD cartoon. My Beast Wars and Armada are rusty, but can be done. I don’t really read RID/exRID, BUT I can still write the characters/ships from them.
- Gen (no pairs/ships)
- Het, slash, femslash, other
- Canon/OC (please provide a photo reference or detailed description of their appearence, as well as imperative personality information and data, etc)
- OC/OC (see notes above)
- I like to think I’m pretty open-minded about kinks, so tell me what you want and we’ll talk about it. A few examples of what I will write: tentacles/consentacles, monster sex, (mild) cum inflation, xenophilia, BDSM, D/s, toys, oviposition.
- For smut: sticky, pnp, sparksex, tactile, combinations of one or more of these things
I WILL NOT WRITE:
- Noncon (dubcon is fine, but even then I’m a little iffy), bestiality (monsters and tentacles excluded), bathroom kinks, underage/lolicon/shoutakon, incest (no, clones do not count), hard vore (I don’t mind writing cannibalism, but anything involving vore as in swallowing whole, etc, I will not write).
TO CONTACT ME:
- You may leave an ask or submission. Tumblr can be wonky, however, so if I don’t respond within 48 hours, resend it or shoot me an email.
- My email address is tennlemonpie @ gmail . com.
You pay AFTER the fic is complete. I will also ask if I have permission to upload your fic into the public or if you’d rather it remain private. (If you are okay with it being published, but don’t want me to disclose your name, I will address you as Anonymous or a moniker of your choice.)
I’d really appreciate reblogs for signal boosting! ;) I hope to do business with you in the future!
I also have a ko-fi account if you’d like to show your appreciation and give me a little tip! https://ko-fi.com/24950GH7CV6VU
May open requests again in the near future, or even just Saturday evening. We shall see! There is one or two from the old ones I’m still sitting on but yeah. We’ll see.
If you're still taking requests: Could I please get some Perceptor/Brainstorm with Brainstorm getting a little happy emotional
Brainstorm vented, staring up at the ceiling. Just a dark, gray blur in his wet, hooded optics. He said nothing, moaning as Perceptor thrust inside of him. Body rocked automatically to each pump in and out.
“Brainstorm.”
Brainstorm grunted, a hand suddenly on his cheek. He snapped out of his daze, looked to Perceptor. The ‘bot had a concerned expression on his face.
“Where did you go?” Perceptor asked. He’d stopped moving, unit buried inside Brainstorm.
Brainstorm blinked, confused, before chuckling. “I’m sorry,” he confessed, smiling shamefully. “It’s just… I guess it’s been so long since… I’ve been with… And I know I agreed to this, and I don’t want to stop…”
“It’s a bit overwhelming, isn’t it?” Perceptor asked softly.
Brainstorm laughed, wiping his optics. “A bit, but not in a bad way,” he vented, “it’s… I guess I forgot I could… feel like this. Again.”
Perceptor gently kissed the tittering scientist between the optics. “I’m here,” he said, free hand taking Brainstorm’s, squeezing, “I’m not going anywhere. I’m here, and here I’ll stay.”
Brainstorm didn’t know what to say, but it hit him suddenly, and he couldn’t stop the tears. “Thanks, Percy,” he said, “I really needed that. And this.”
Perceptor kissed Brainstorm, and Brainstorm happily returned the kiss. Hands slid under the flier’s thighs, hiking up his legs. Perceptor resumed thrusting, and Brainstorm whimpered into his mouth, arms thrown around the red bot.
Brainstorm hooked his ankles around Perceptor’s waist. He broke the kiss, panting. “Yes,” he croaked, lips flushed and wet, optics rolling back into his head, “God, y-yes.”
Perceptor smiled. “I’m glad I could help.”
Brainstorm cried out as Perceptor picked up the speed. He dragged his fingers down Perceptor’s back. Kissing him, moaning and sighing as he took more and more of Perceptor. All eyes and attention only on him now.
Redoing my commission info. Please read everything before contacting me about ordering a commission!
I’m offering fics with 2k (or a little over) words for $22.
IF YOU WISH TO COMMISSION ME FOR SMUT, PLEASE READ: You must be 18+ years to commission smut from me. No ands, ifs, or buts. I need a legitimate form of identification such as an ID; you are free to omit/remove any personal details, but it is IMPERATIVE I see your DOB. I’m not going on the honor system here; you cannot tell me you’re over 18, I need actual proof. If you cannot provide me proof, then I cannot write you a smut commission.
However, I am perfectly okay with doing G to PG-13 related fics. These fics will not include smut. If your prompt is “A and B go on a date and snog,” that’s not a problem. I can do that. If you think your fic would require anything heavy BUT no porn, we can talk about it and come to a compromise.
As such, I am under no obligation to accept your commission. If I am uncomfortable with the prompt, I will gladly try to work something out with you. But I am free to turn down commissions otherwise.
Now, onto the DOs and DON'Ts.
I WILL WRITE:
- Transformers is mostly what I write on this account. The Transformers series I will write for: MTMTE/Lost Light, G1, Animated, Prime, live action films, Shattered Glass, and RiD cartoon. My Beast Wars and Armada are rusty, but can be done. I don’t really read RID/exRID, BUT I can still write the characters/ships from them.
- Gen (no pairs/ships)
- Het, slash, femslash, other
- Canon/OC (please provide a photo reference or detailed description of their appearence, as well as imperative personality information and data, etc)
- OC/OC (see notes above)
- I like to think I’m pretty open-minded about kinks, so tell me what you want and we’ll talk about it. A few examples of what I will write: tentacles/consentacles, monster sex, (mild) cum inflation, xenophilia, BDSM, D/s, toys, oviposition.
- For smut: sticky, pnp, sparksex, tactile, combinations of one or more of these things
I WILL NOT WRITE:
- Noncon (dubcon is fine, but even then I’m a little iffy), bestiality (monsters and tentacles excluded), bathroom kinks, underage/lolicon/shoutakon, incest (no, clones do not count), hard vore (I don’t mind writing cannibalism, but anything involving vore as in swallowing whole, etc, I will not write).
TO CONTACT ME:
- You may leave an ask or submission. Tumblr can be wonky, however, so if I don’t respond within 48 hours, resend it or shoot me an email.
- My email address is tennlemonpie @ gmail . com.
You pay AFTER the fic is complete. I will also ask if I have permission to upload your fic into the public or if you’d rather it remain private. (If you are okay with it being published, but don’t want me to disclose your name, I will address you as Anonymous or a moniker of your choice.)
I’d really appreciate reblogs for signal boosting! ;) I hope to do business with you in the future!
I also have a ko-fi account if you’d like to show your appreciation and give me a little tip! https://ko-fi.com/24950GH7CV6VU
Imagining Rung tenderly kissing Froid on his mouth apparatus and Froid just kinda, softly smirking with lidded optics because he’s happy and it’s just ~gentle~ and ~nice~ and oh, boy, time to lay on the ground and cry.
The two meeting at the Iacon Academy as students and being the best of friends, passionately arguing about this and that, but never out of anger or spite. Just... Froid being Rung’s only friend while Froid is popular but Froid sticks up for Rung while playfully taunting him for being a pushover, and this ground is very wet with my tears.
Imagining Rung tenderly kissing Froid on his mouth apparatus and Froid just kinda, softly smirking with lidded optics because he’s happy and it’s just ~gentle~ and ~nice~ and oh, boy, time to lay on the ground and cry.
What’s this?? About a Rodimus smut collection?? And where can I buy this?? 👀
Oh, I was thinking of doing like... a collection of fics focusing on Rodimus ships in a digital book and then selling it for, idk, $30 (it was gonna be at least five to ten fics, all different pairs and prompts.) But I got cold feet and never made it. ;;
If you’re still taking requests, Deadlock and Hot Rod with Deadlock adorning Rod in expensive lingerie from his war spoils and some body worship on the small frame, with Rod enjoying every second? If you’re full up it’s all good! :)
It’s funny, because when I was brainstorming stories for the possible Rodimus s/mut collection I was gonna sell, this type of prompt was definitely one of them!
Hot Rod was quiet as he stared at himself in the large mirror. He didn’t notice Deadlock sneakily approaching behind him, hands snaking around to grip his waist.
Hot Rod jumped, smiling weakly.
“It’s called Iridenscia. It’s very rare. Mostly due to the fact we razed the planet it originates from to mine energon,” Deadlock smirked. He stared at Hot Rod’s reflection, optics ablaze and predatory. Kissing slowly up his shoulder, along his throat.
Hot Rod gulped, his entire body suddenly very hot. The Iridenscia lingerie sparkled and shimmered beneath the light, hugging his body, warming it. He could swear it even… moved, as if massaging. It was a crimson red; the same red as the Femax gemstones he wore around his wrists, the same red as the new coat of paint on his thighs, the same red as the mark of ownership on his chest where an Autobot symbol had been stripped away.
“I… I don’t know what to say…” Hot Rod said, leaning back against the Decepticon. He shivered as Deadlock brushed his mouth along his jaw. The lingerie felt nice, and he knew he looked damn good in it, but it was still a bit strange.
“You look divine,” Deadlock rumbled, tightening his grip on Hot Rod’s waist, “absolutely… divine.”
Hot Rod gasped as he was suddenly swept up into the Decepticon’s arms, deposited onto the plush bed made of similar alien things–pillows, blankets, all for him. Hot Rod sat up on his elbows before Deadlock moved in between his legs, pinning him down with a hungry kiss.
Hot Rod whimpered into his mouth; gasped loudly when Deadlock ground his knee against his panel. The lingerie was most definitely vibrating now, constricting snugly.
Deadlock sat back, admiring the view of the Autobot beneath him. “Look at you…” he chuckled, licking his lips. “And to think, they wanted to dissemble your body for parts.”
Deadlock may have been a psychopath driven by bloodlust, but he knew true beauty when he saw it. He was fortunate to be stationed at Grindcore the day Hot Rod was brought to the slave camp. They intended to scrap him, but Deadlock spoke to the Commandant and persuaded him to personally hand the Autobot over–rare few could crawl under the masked Decepticon’s skin, so it’d been easy to convince him to let this prisoner go.
“And I thank you,” Hot Rod said, optics a pale violet, “for saving me.” It was terrifying at first, but Deadlock was just as romantic and sensual as he was violent and maniacal. So Hot Rod… adjusted. And to show his approval, Hot Rod spread his legs, parting his channel plating–wet, open, dribbling lubricant and soaking the new panties. Prepped and ready, per usual, though he hoped he wouldn’t get reprimanded for making a mess of his new outfit.
Deadlock purred, his engine giving a low growl. “Always such a good, beautiful bot,” he smirked, running his hand up Hot Rod’s thigh to dip a finger inside his channel, lightly rubbing at the node through the silky fabric.
Hot Rod invented, biting his lip. The lingerie tightened around his hips and chest.
“Master… please…” Hot Rod gulped, trembling. He laced his arms around Deadlock’s shoulders, pulling himself up until they were face to face. Deadlock grinned, studying the Autobot’s expression–needy and impatient. Still young, still needed some discipline. Deadlock kissed him before gently guiding Hot Rod back down, hand to chest.
Hot Rod vented, watching as Deadlock stretched out between his legs, taking his thighs and keeping him spread. Deadlock chuckled, feeling the heat from the Autobot’s channel on his cheeks. He tenderly kissed each inner thigh then abruptly tugging the panties up between channel lips, its vibrations grinding into Hot Rod’s node.
Hot Rod cried out, bucking into the air. Deadlock dove in, shoving aside the fabric to devour the Autobot’s channel with kisses, licking hard and fast, just as they both liked it.
“P-Primus!” Hot Rod yelped, clutching at the lingerie, light bouncing off the surface of his gemstone bracelets. He threw his head back and moaned, rolling his hips and channel into Deadlock’s hungry, busy mouth.
Hot Rod didn’t know which he liked more–the gifts Deadlock brought him, or the gifts that quickly followed after.
guys i can’t emphasise enough how important this is
please consider all of these factors facing fanfic writers, who are doing this for fun and no return whatsoever beyond the love of the thing. thank you.
I’m gonna try filling some of the old prompts from before. Like I said, I won’t do them all, and I might only do a couple, but I appreciate everyone who sent the requests. Hopefully it’ll inspire me to open requests again. <3
Hey guys! I thought I’d so something fun this weekend, so I did my best to sexualize the alphabet and turn it into a headcanon game!
So here’s how it works. You send me a character (or a few), and the corresponding letters that you want me to answer for them!
A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
I’ll have this running all weekend, so feel free to drop by!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Transformers (IDW Generation One)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Brainstorm/Brainstorm
Characters: Brainstorm (Transformers), Brainstorm Clone
Additional Tags: Sticky Sexual Interfacing, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Clone Sex, TWO BRAINSTORMS OH MY GOD
Summary:
Best. Day. Ever.
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Second commission for @owlcatsandtea! Thanks again!!
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