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🔞Made this for yuri smut and to be the adult I am unfiltered (probably won't post much)🔞

[inasassymood]

🕸🪷Welcome~🪷🕸

》 Call me by whatever - She/her 《

♡ Probably won't post a lot and mostly reblog or interact with other NSFW blogs. I don't feel as comfortable creating as I am consuming/discussing it, but that might change ♡

Will tag things related to this blog as "#ina rants"

!!Please do NOT interact with this blog if you're 17 or younger.!!

[inasassymood]

There needs to be more Rodimus mech preg

Ive scrolled through the tag so many times, and there has been very few new additions 😭😭😭

[inasassymood]

Me as soon as I run out of my anti-depressants and cant get a refill soon enough: checks mech preg tag

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Transformers writing erotic fanfiction about the human characters from their favourite Earthling television programs. The tag they use for these works on the Cybertronian equivalent of tumblr is #vaginadildo.

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I did a little test with Orion in X.

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My commissions are now open on Ko-fi!!

All my rules, terms and conditions will be over on my ko-fi, so if any of these styles takes your interest, consider checking out their availability!

Here are the examples of what I'm offering:

[NOTE: The prices displayed do NOT include any extra charaters or colors. Please check out the add-ons through ko-fi for that]

Toopid Doodle - €2

Silly Doodle - €6

Standing Doodle - €12

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Reblogging this to come say, I so wanna draw Yuri. Gimme your yuri and I PROMMY I'll make it extra toxic and/or extra yearnful for you!!!

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Mama Swerve doodles

[inasassymood]

Question to those who might own any hot motor oil

Are there any pages of my man Swerve getting railed on there? Or is he really just in the background?

Because if so, I propose we start a petition to add more of him there

[inasassymood]

QwQ dragon au will drachrod have some well needed interface?

Canonically? Probably not, since, for the au itself, the only canon ship is Dratchet as the au follows more closely to canon (I also like to hc Rodimus as cupioromantic ace, cuz we don't get a lot of rep lol). Also I really like idea of interfacing for them being different to how we do things, more robotic, if they are to do it (its the ace in me, really).

HOWEVER

I also don't take this au fully seriously, and I have thought of some stuff along the way.

Mostly relating to mech/egg preg gonna be honest fkdkska

And I did create a separate mini lore for this au of the au. Basically:

The TOs would want to be able to create more, right? (Well, idk tbh, they could have wanted only one, but that's besides the point). And what better way to do that than to make it so its possible to breed the only one they have? So that's what they did!

They made it so that he now has a tank that can take in any fluids from any species and procreate! He'll go into heat every several months (like, maybe once a year or something), and He'll stop at nothing until he's sparked.

Except there's a tini tiny problem. They fucked up on that too. He just ends up creating dud eggs most of the time. And also, because of his overheating problem, what should have been something that passed with time if he didn't find a mate ended up becoming deadly because if he didn't get his needs met, he could overheat and die.

Rodimus isn't happy about this when they do find out, either. When it first happens, he's already with the Dratchet duo, and his instincts goes directly towards Drift because I 100% believe they had a fling at least once. They had to sedate him and ended up confronting one of the TO scientists who very easily confessed. There are no suppressants strong enough for his build, and even if they did, its already active, so they can't stop it now. They have to let him find a mate, or he'll die.

So boom, Driftrod get to fuck. Also, I didn't make it clear, but I thought of this being both before and after they get his T-cog fixed, but both instances they already know he's Rodimus. The one where he hasn't yet got his T-cog fixed, they were about to when he entered into heat.

You pick your poison.

In the end, once they've returned to the LL, they find a way to remove this feature before they create an heir to this disaster, and I wouldn't say it was exactly a pleasant ordeal to begin with (like, man the guilt Drift felt, like he was raking advantage of his best friend). HOWEVER! This is just one of many ideas I had. They could have removed his ability to create, found a suppressant and/or just made it so he didn't overheat with lack of sex, but they still end up doing it.

Idk, my guilty pleasure is having everything be messy as fuck lol

And these are just some ideas for you to play with. I'd gladly hear other suggestions!

Also, Idk how much of it I'm comfortable writing them doing it fully besides explaining how they got there cuz I'm still new to the NSFW scene (as in, I am not freshly 18, I just haven't done anything for this type of stuff and I get flustered easily when I try). But I will say that you are more than free to share your ideas here with me if you thought of anything, don't take this au too seriously.

Also be as freaky as ya'd like, they DO monster fuck here. That dragon be PACKING now huehuehue.

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I come here before you to humbly request Swerve going into heat and his idol of all time finding him in such embarrassing state

With some aftercare cuz Swerve deserves it instead of being ditched soon after

If he ends up sparked because of that then that's an added bonus-

Plsssss

I see so much heat cycle fanfics, I think Swerve deserves some too🥺 🙏💔

Blurr is still arrogant and a jerk, but he's not mean or uncaring or the type to take advantage of people. Swerve wants this because he wants Blurr, but he doesn't want Blurr to do this JUST because he's in heat and would rather suffer in silance than anyone do it out of pity, though he is also still very desperate.

When Blurr asks if he has anyone else he just goes....no

And, ya know, hurt/comfort and all that

Spoil the minibot!

Swerve hasn't been feeling all that great. His frame was hot, sometimes he could barely move, and take care of a customer. But he still prevailed. Still chugged along. Trying to be the best bartender he could be. When he spilled another patrons drink.

"Fraggling slag it." he cursed under his breath, already moving to clean it up when his servo was touched by one of his staff. "Hey. I think you should take a break you aren't looking so good."

Swerve looked up at them, their faces a bit blurry, but the smell of the wax they used made his stomach tingle, and his valve twitch, as if ready for action.

He pulled away just as quickly, a nervous chuckle releasing him. "Ya. Ya a break will sound good." He took himself to the back, going outside to the warm cybertonian night.

He let himself sit down, back to the wall, his vents trying to keep him cool but his mind was racing. He wanted to be pounded, to feel total bliss off of someone's spike. He wanted to be held as they told him how good of a bot he was being. Touching all over his body, and making him wet-

Oh. Oh no. He's.

IN HEAT. Nonono this can't be happening. It was too early for him to be in heat. his heat isn't until next week. So why, did his body slap say say sike and flipped him off. he vented through his mouth, trying to get every bit of coolness his body would need so he could go home.

He already commed his team to say that he had found himself in a need to go home, that his heat had started. They all understood. and wished him good luck.

He was just going to go home, get his false spike out of his toy drawer, and fuck himself on it.

Only that didn't happen. because the moment he was about to transform and head out, he slammed into a bigger frame. it's blur sleek frame was just there.

"Ow." he rubbed at his fore helm "I'm sorry. I didn't see you there." He looked up to at the bot who he had just ran into. Only for his spark to stop momentarily.

Blurr, the very famous racer was looking down at him, his face a bit flushed. He must of addidently smelled him when he wan into him. "I-i'm so sorry Blurr. I didn't see you there, really, I was going on my way home when i ran into you. again I wasn't looking where I was going. I'll get out of your plating." His mouth moved almost as fast as Blurrs.

The Blue speedster continued to look down upon him, before a light laugh left him. "It's alright. You're Swerve right?"

"Y-ya." 'OH PRIMUS HE KNOWS MY NAME'

"I was just coming by your bar to see what the hype was about. A lot of mechs talk about you, and your amazing bartending skills. Had wanted to see it for myself."

"hehe. wow, well uhh, sorry to disappoint but i am,, not really in the right mind state to work at the moment. Maybe come by after a week and i'll be sure to put on a show for you."

A pause as the other looked down at him, vents pushing in what was around it.

The blush on Blurr's face came back again.

"You're in heat."

Swerve chuckled more nervously. "Uhh. ya. I guess it's a bit obvious isn't it."

"Do you have someone taking care of you?"

"Like a heat buddy? Na. I just have toys." Swerve would mentally slap himself for saying that so casually.

"Would you, like to have one?"

"I'm flattered. But i'm not looking for a fuck and gone kind of heat." Not amusement was gone the moment it started. He was happy his idol was here. But hearing him ask about if he had a heat partner, immediately made him understand just why he found him. he Possibly wasn't really coming over to see his bartending skills, just wanted to see if he can get some with a bot he smelled in heat.

"That is not- I want to- I am truly asking-" Blurr sputtered trying to find the right words, and with each desperation. Swerve's heat got worse and worse. He was on very wobbly legs. and if he didn't leave right this second he wouldn't be able to go home at all. he'd possibly attract way more then just a single bot looking for a quick frag.

"Uhg. i don't have time for this. I'm leaving." He was about to walk past when Blurr grabbed his servos.

"Wait. I can help."

"I said it before. I'm not looking for a frag once and leave."

"Then I won't. But just. Let me take care of you."

"Why?"

"Because no one should go through heats alone."

Swerve wanted to argue, wanted to laugh in Blurrs face, but the heat crept up him, and soon it would reduce him to nothing but a moaning whining mess.

"Uhg. Fine, do whatever. I just need to get out of here before anyone else shows up thinking I'm a free hole to use."

Blurr nods, scooping Swerve off and taking off, the minibot's protest lost to the wind.

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Sedated, and satisfied. That is how Swerve felt coming out of his heat, he bathed in the glow of Cybertrons sun poking through the window, and the frame besides him, warm as his arm slug around him.

They did end up fragging, after the second day. Blurr promising to take care of him, and he did. Making him feel good, even better then what a false spike can bring.

He even washed him, fed him, made sure he was comfortable as his heat racked his frame.

Before Blurr even started spiking him, Swerve had cried, saying he didn't want Blurr to do this just because he was in heat. He was fine bouncing on the false spike. He was grateful Blurr was keeping him fed, and cleaned. he didn't expect nothing else for the mech.

He doesn't truly know what changed his mind. Maybe the way Blurr spoke to him. Maybe it was something that he said that made him change his mind, and really make him understand that Blurr wasn't doing this for a one night stand. he genuinely wanted to help and,,, did he hear Blurr correctly when he called him cute?

Swerve snuggled back into Blurr's warm embrase. the mech behind him moving a bit. did he awaken him? Or was he getting comfortable again? Ah he was getting comfortable again.

"Five more minutes." the mechs slow voice came out, nuzzling the back of Swerve's helm. The minibot couldn't help but chuckle.

"Alright. But then you are helping me cook some breakfast."

Blurr hums, a smile felt going across his neck. as they both snuggled into each others warmth, and went back to sleep.

XXXXXX

Sassy, dear sister of mine. Fuck you <3

1 sister down 1 to go.

[inasassymood]

RAAAAAAAAAHH YESSS THANK YOU SISSSS HEHHEHEEH

Best early gift ever <33333333

I loved every second of it! I loved Swerve's reaction and the way he reacted to Blurr, all upset and defensive. Idk how to explain it, but that was my favourite part hehe

Just, the way everyone's potrayed is realyl good in general!

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My sister has done it again. She's drawn more Swerve pregancy. But this time nude, and Shockwave having a little more fun with her first pregant wife.

(Contex sister is too shy about posting this, so allows me to do it. She also has use my Shockwave and Swerve yuri designs)

Posting it on Bluesky as well just in case Tumblr nukes it

[inasassymood]

doing a smut roleplay as a somewhat clueless asexual is... an experience

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This music video has been haunting me for days. I just had to draw it with my girl Poisonpouch.

Also with my sis's oc's in the second pic. @saltynsassy31

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Guide to cybertronian carriage - Part 2

Part 1

Term Two

Protoform development

Carrier

Emergence

Core Mode

Inspired by:

Drill-bits carriage guide

Starheavenly's Bakugan baby

And general fanon headcanons I’ve gathered over dozens of ao3 fics

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Guide to cybertronian carriage - Part 1

More below 🔽

First event - Creation

Term one

Second event - Descension

Part 2 - Term 2 and Third event: emergence

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I see so much of Seeker culture barely anything for others so here's a mixed bag of headcanons for cybertronian cultures

Bots naturally born in Crystal city or praxus to have either an iridescent or pearlescent finish to their paint. Either through parents code or from hot spots. It helps them blend with the crystal flora of their city. It's hard, nearly impossible to cover it. Prowl looks like a cop lost a bet with his 5yr old daughter so his alt is SHIMERRYYYY

Wing speak for grounders is VASTLY diferent than fliers. It's more jerky and harsh. slamming against their backs, rolling the windows up and down or the sound of the handle or lock. Imagine the acoustic diference of singing german to Spanish.

Door wings have very little sensors in contrast to seekers. Grabbing them has less cultural meaning to them. It's even a popular way to have your kid hold on.

Shuttles don't have wing speak, sadly it was lost to time. But they are masters of bio light and em field reading. It's helpful for a frame type that spends so much time so far from eachother to be able to communicate at a distance.

Shuttle sparklings almost never use their magnets. Shuttle flights are usually too harsh as they leave the atmosphere so they usually stay inside their creators compartment

Many people see praxus and vos as sister cities despite the wide diferences. It's recorded that door wings and seeker wings developed around the same time and place and the seekers floating city simply drifted away, but many things remain.

Bots are infact born medics naturally but this just means they have extra sensors in their optics and hands and extra repair databanks. Any bit can become a medic through frame alteration and study. the council discourages this.

Medics are stereotyped as caregivers but not partners. Social norm paints them as those who help at the hot spots but don't get to raise a family of their own. They are thought to be married to their job by primus's will

'miner' frames are actually just a sub type of grounder war frame, made to survive the many tunnels and caves of cybertron. They developed thicker plates and underground sensors, they usually have poor optic sight. It was simply convenient to reliable them as workers once there wasn't a nerd for more soldiers.

There are very few aquatic bots in cybertron as the planet has very little in terms of "sea" it has a few, deep cold patches of coolant that keep primus frame cold. Most aquatic alts are feral or cold constructed

The rust sea is a vast dessert of uncharted territory. The bots here are nearly 80% feral, there's rumors that some harsher sub categories of the standards live deep in the sands due to wild hot spots adapting.

Transport frames are trucks, trains, busses, cargo ships and planes. The diference is their size class.

When optimus was Orion he was a light weight class transport frame, he became a heavy weight as optimus. had to learn the etiquette for honking his now louder horn and to control his smoke output

Two wheelers are often looked down apoun as weak and as a snobby alt.

Speedster frames like blurr and Mirage and knockout originate from velocitron. The city has very harsh beauty standards. Even one kilo more makes you overweight, being slow is a social blunder. (ozempoc knockout from the comics haunts me FUCK YOU MEAN BLURR IS FAT?! "

I'll give it to bayverse... I love how their cybertronian sounds. Cybertronian accents don't sound melodic to humans, it makes the alredy foreign sounds of cybertronian sound even more like machinery, seeker ant is a lot of engine whistles, tones, and fans.

If optimus spoke with his accent from when he was Orion his cybertronian would sound like granite being driven over slowly. Megatron thinks its lovely.

When starscream speaks seekercant his voice dosent change it's scratching but it somehow sounds right now. Like how people sound off until they speak their language. Megatron hates to admit it sounds lovely

Kaon is the Gotham of cybertron. At least rent is low. Or zero is you are owned.

Train alts speak similarly to shuttles and both types consider the other their land/sky cousins.

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Rodimus hasn't been feeling all to well these last couple of days. He's felt more tired, more hungry. He would of had gone to Ratchet about his problems. But since they were,, dating. He can say that they were dating. Ratchet thought it would be best if he handed his medical records over to First Aid. Something about patient confidentiality and how doctor patient relationships can't be romantic. So anyways, anything medical related he had to go to First Aid , and that's exactly what he did (after getting yelled at by both Magnus and Megatron for sleeping on the job again). He was waiting for the Medic to be done scanning him over, checking over everything that could possibly rule in and or out about the causes of his sudden dip in energy. Despite him fulling more. He hoped it was an easy fix, and he can go back to surfing meteors.

Except that's not what happened. It was nothing that could be fixed in a few days, or weeks. No, What he would be told next he'd have to be dealing with for 5 to 10 years depending on what the little one in his spark wanted to be. Yes the little one in his spark, his sparkling, his and Ratchets sparkling. They haven't even been together for that long, hadn't touched sparks not that long ago, and already he was- How was he already-? They had wanted sparklings, Do not get him wrong He was happy that he was sparked. However- He wanted to be sparked by the end of their journey. This- what ever it was, was still really fragging early on, And he was SPARKED, He needs,, he needs to go and lay down, what ever First aid was saying to him was going in one audio and out the other.

That's how Ratchet found him, in their hub suit, laying down on their slab, hands positioned protectively over his spark, where the sparkling resides there. Small and weak, needing to feed off his energy, and even then some. The old medic came and sat down on the edge, both awaiting the other to speak. Both waited long, 10 minutes at most before Rodimus was taking Ratchets servo, placing it on his chassis, worry, scared were rolling from his em field, afraid that if Ratchet found out, he'd leave him to take care of the sparkling all by himself.

Ratchet leaned forward, giving the top of his helm a kiss, once twice, before moving down, kissing every spot he could reach, before he reached his lips. letting them linger on them before fully pulling away.

"Are. Are you mad?" The Flamed prime couldn't take the silence any more, blurting it out, because Ratchet had to have known, He was a medic, his medic hands, would do his medic things, and just know his spark wasn't the only one currently in his spark chamber.

"I am mot mad. You caught the symptoms early."

"I only went because Mags, and Megs forced me to go." he pouts, bit it got kissed away. He scooted over to allow Ratchet to get behind him, letting him wrap his arms around him protectively.

"Still, I am not mad at you."

",,, I want to keep it."

"I didn't say that you couldn't."

"But If i keep it, and if something goes wrong, and I get hurt. I could harm our Sparkling."

"Well then, we'll just have to keep you protected at all times then."

"I can take care of myself just fine. "

"You just sa-" "Yes yes I know what i just said. Just,,, Say here, and let me think?"

Ratchet smiles, nods into the back of his neck. There they slipped into recharge.

The next day Roimus was wearing 'a sparkling on board' sticker, everyone could now see that their captain was sparked, and things would be getting a lot more chaotic now in the next coming of years.

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Ratchrod dabble for my sis

[inasassymood]

YASSS YASSSY« YASSS THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU FOR THIS YASSSSS I LOVE IT YOU'RE AMAZING SIS

All the unsaid things between them, the quiet understanding, the fear, the joy

UGH EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS WAS PERFECT!!!