Kay Great

This is where I'm supposed to put my achievements but I'm on this website so I think we can all safely assume I don't have any. Been on tumblr since 2011

[kay-great]

Hey! I’m Kay Great!

My requests are open! I can’t promise I’ll be able to write something for you, but it never hurts to try. If I’m inspired, then I’ll give it a whirl! I also always love to hear your thoughts and opinions on my work. Engagement really helps me continue writing, so don’t be shy!!

PLEASE REBLOG!! If you like my stuff, show me by reblogging!! I know some creators don’t like reblogs of their work, but that AINT me <3 pls pls pls reblog. Thank you!!

DC

Justice League’s Darling

Summary moment: ONGOING; SERIES; Eventual NSFW, chapters vary; you’re a low-level worker at The Hall of Justice. You have a dream of working your way up the ranks, and eventually leaving to become an influential politician. You want to change the world for the better. Along the way, though, you manage to capture the attentions of some of the most powerful people in the world. Favoring one over the other could be cataclysmic. Good thing you wrote “good at multitasking” on your resume!

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Invincible

Invisible Invincible

Summary Time: NSFW; you’re dating Mark. You don’t know Invincible war is happening. Mark wakes you up from a nap and fucks you crazy style. But is it really your Mark? Probably not. Could be any of them variant bastards.

I Am Invincible

Summary Time: ALL Invincible variants x invincible reader x regular invincible x oc invincible?? It’s a lot happening. Essentially, you were Mark’s best friend in another dimension. He dies, and you pull a Captain Carter/Gwen Stacy and become the Invincible of your dimension. When Angstrom Levy approaches you about joining the invincible war, you agree- on the condition you’ll get to live with Make again. But how will you choose which one to take home? And what do you do when they decide they want to take you home instead?

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Other interests of Mine:

Labyrinth

Sherlock (BBC)

Buffy The Vampire Slayer

John Wick

Hot Monsters (not a specific franchise, just in general)

[revelboo]

I have megatron and a golden bumblebee from the gummi egg they're so cute 🥰 (sorry about the quality my phone is old)

Cute! I keep trying to find the Wheeljack figure one

Everything is Alright Pt 171

Starscream x Reader, Soundwave x Reader, Megatron x Reader

• “We can find another way.” The words startle you as you look up at Megatron, his frown deepening slightly as he turns away from you. Agreeing with you when you expected him to side with Star. To dismiss your concerns. ‘And if there isn’t another way?’ Starscream demands, wings lifting. And you’re afraid to hope that for once one of them might be actually listening to you. Have no idea what to make of the fact that it’s Megatron, though. “Then we use the clone,” Megatron growls, servos flexing as he draws his hand back.

• Glaring at the warlord, Starscream knows that Megatron is aware that there’s no other way. That his siding with you is only a new way to undermine him. To try and win you over from him by pretending to be on your side. Venting angrily as his wings flick, he sees you glance from him to Megatron and it feels like the ground is shifting under his peds. You and his daughter are all he really has left. He’d alienated and driven away his trine. Had been okay with the isolation. Until you. “You know there’s no other way,” he growls in Cybertronian and your brow furrows, not liking that you can’t understand him.

• Staring the seeker down, Megatron clears his vents with a soft huff as you look back and forth between him and the seeker. Before looking down when Soundwave offers your little sparkling a servo. And he smirks at Starscream while you’re distracted, watching the seeker’s wings lift aggressively before he blanks his expression for you. “How long has it been since you’ve tried to talk to these Autobots? Maybe things have changed?” You ask and he shakes his head. Your naïveté would be enchanting if it wasn’t so dangerous. Especially now. What would Optimus do if he found out about the sparkling? Would he take her if he could? Twist her against them? Make her an Autobot weapon? Or maybe a lesson. How far would Optimus go to hurt him? To win?

• Rumbling softly, Soundwave watches the chubby sparkling mouthing his servos, tiny wing nubs flicking. Trying to imagine what his sparkling will look like. Has been devoted to Megatron for millennia. Loyal to him and the cause. But now he has you and the sparklings, and for the first time, he’s unsure where his loyalties lie. If he’d side with you over Megatron. If he’d choose you. Staring at you in his arms, the little sparkling looking up at him with curious optics, he’s not sure of anything. Still believes in Megatron. But if push came to shove? He’s not sure what he’d do.

• Aware of the silence spreading, becoming uncomfortable, you trace the tips of your fingers against your daughter’s cheek. Trying to ignore that disconnect. She’s yours, but she’s more them than you. Alien like they are. As human as they sometimes act, it always blindsides you when you’re reminded that they’re not human. That maybe you can never completely understand them. That they’ll never really understand you. Too different. Too other. But you want to pretend that this will all work out. Need to believe that.

Previous

[english-history-trip]

Usually it's women who buy from the feather shop, sometimes accompanied by tolerant men schlepping backpacks. But every so often a guy comes in, usually to buy a present, and as someone who's never really experienced guys shopping before, their efficiency in impressive. Guy comes in, I'll take that one, guy goes out.

The other day we had this massive bearded dude, 6'3 linebacker style, walk right in and declare in a gruff baritone "My fairy wings didn't arrive in time. I need some backup wings." We offered a massive pair of feathered green wings; he tried them on (tiny) and said "A little high in the back, but I'll take 'em." On his way out, by way of clarification, he said "I'm Tankerbelle."

I love the goths, I love the middle-aged street-clothes ladies trying something different, I LOVE the little kids, but Tankerbelle will always hold a special place in my heart.

(I spotted him a few weeks later and got the pic; pleased to see he was still rocking our wings rather than what he'd ordered earlier!)

[elodieunderglass]

Thank you Tankerbelle (thankerbelle)

[sistersorrow]

New DC/Sonic crossover has people asking questions

That question being

[themanwhooncedweltinavault]

[revelboo]

Hello Revel! Hope everything is going well for you! I'm just coming in and leaving this cause I've been listening to a lot of Starset and their music is just giving me so much Transformers vibes ✨️. Like Earthrise reminds me of Optimus and Echo reminds me so much of your Shockwave. I can't remember if you'd listened to them before but I think you'd like them if you haven't! Hope you're staying hydrated! 😊🥰

Oooh, I don’t think I’ve heard of them, but I’ll check them out! I can always use new music

Poison

Ratchet x Reader

• Sitting on top of a table in the rec room, you reach into your canvas bag and lay down your last kitkat. And the person sitting across from you smiles, slowly shaking their head. See someone else reaching to pull out a Coke in offering. Trying to freaking outbid you. Grimacing, you dig out a Redbull and a bag of twizzlers. Staring longingly at the bag of double stuffed oreos, you groan when the other person just smiles. “Oh, come on. You said you don’t even like Oreos,” you grumble as you go digging. Adding strawberry Pocky, a bag of cheetos, and some Takis to your pile. ‘Just because I don’t like them doesn’t mean I’m not aware of what they’re worth,’ they laugh.

• Glancing over at the group of humans huddling together on a table, he watches them all tense when Bluestreak walks by, one flipping a canvas bag between them. Covering something. And you look around, meeting his optics and wincing as you hurriedly whisper to the others. Trying to hide whatever you’ve got as he heads that way. But not before he sees the little packages. How the frag do you all keep getting contraband? “Hand over that poison,” he snarls but you and the others are already snatching up the snacks and running. “Get back here!”

• Swearing as you run the length of the table, Cybertronians are turning to stare as you scramble to rip open packaging. Scarfing a kitkat because the good doctor is going to take it away and toss it as soon as he catches you. And you can hear someone else hacking up a lung trying to inhale that hot Coke. Trying to explain to the medic that chocolate and caffeine aren’t poisonous had failed miserably and The Ban had gone into effect. Yelling as he smacks a hand on the table in front of you, you’re nearly falling trying to change direction.

• Grabbing for you as you dart and yell what he’s fairly certain are expletives, he’s not furious at you so much as whoever keeps giving all of you things he’s told the other Autobots are bad for you. Feeding you addictive, poisonous compounds just because you and the other humans can do that thing with your eyes. “Drop it! Drop it right now,” he demands as you tear open a package with your teeth to devour whatever’s inside and probably some paper, too.

• Dropping your Cheetos when he grabs you and your feet leave the table, you see the other two hurriedly eating their snacks as other bots try to help. “Who keeps giving you this stuff?” He demands and you sullenly meet his stare. ‘I’m no snitch,’ you mutter as he vents in aggravation. And he’s growling something likely unflattering about you and your entire species in his own language if you had to guess. Though, in your defense, you wouldn’t have to act so immature if he’d just lighten up some. Who cares if chocolate’s bad for you when you need it?

[suigenerisisadiva]

I WAS ON PINTEREST AND FOUND THIS IT FRICKING SENT ME DUDE

[revelboo]

Please, take a moment to read this, folks!

I just realized there are almost 5k of you guys at this point and I don’t think I’ve ever properly done a community guidelines/rules post.

Both of my blogs are 🔞 MDNI because I do cover mature themes that aren’t suitable for minors. I write various Transformers x human reader ficlets that tend to be romances. That said, I do have a few platonic storylines for some characters, as well.

I will block minor blogs on sight if I catch them interacting with posts- that’s not me being mean, but I do write mature content and can cover past abuse/harmful thoughts, alcohol (and space crack) use, and scenarios where consent is loose or dubious at best.

What I will write: power imbalance dynamics, fun with restraints and toys, consensual pain play (Vortex, you mascochistic weirdo), and dubious mind fuckery (TFA Shockwave and Sunder)

What I won’t write: characters I can canonically confirm from official sources as underage in romantic/adult situations, anything with scat/pee, inc3st, a TF physically abusing/harming a partner deliberately in anger, graphic descriptions of abuse in the human’s past.

These are my other official accounts:

Revelverse - spicy scenarios

AO3 - my fic backup repository

Tiktok - mostly yapping and sharing TF stuff I find

Etsy - my merch!

Bluesky -need to start using this one

[revelboo]

Hey, I was thinking of a cultural activity where the caretakers write letters using the characters that Cybertronians use for their language. It could be something about how they feel about their Mech, or a sort of “feel-good” message—and then the Mech in question picks a little piece of paper out of a jar and reads it. :3

I don’t know, I feel like it’s a gift that some of them might need :D

Awwww that’s such a cute idea!

Encouragement

Swerve x Reader

• What are you doing, because it’s starting to drive him crazy. You’d shooed him away when he’d tried to get close enough to snoop after demanding a character cypher for your alphabet to his. Now you’re stretched out on your stomach, legs swaying in the air as you write on little scraps of colored paper before carefully folding them into tiny stars and dropping them into a jar. Some kind of secret human thing? A custom he wasn’t aware of? Venting as he tries to pretend that he doesn’t care, he really wants to grab that jar and dump it out. Unfold those tiny stars to figure out what you’re writing. And why it’s so important that you’re ignoring him.

• It’s a bit more work to write in your language using his alien glyphs instead of your own alphabet, but you’re pretty sure he’ll love this. At least, you hope he will. Especially since he’s hovering and trying his hardest to peek at what you’re doing since he has no patience whatsoever. “I’m bored. Aren’t you bored?” He mutters and you fight back a laugh as he vents dramatically. What’s it been? Two hours? You not paying attention to him is apparently killing him. “Don’t you want to do something?”

• “I am doing something,” you counter, still writing. Maybe you’re breaking up with him. In one single word at a time written on those papers and folded into stars. Maybe the fun is watching him unfold them all and spend hours trying to get them in the right order only for it to be an anti-love letter. ‘You’d just tell me if you didn’t love me anymore, right?’ He asks and you look up with a frown. “What now?” Gesturing sullenly at the paper stars, he shrugs as you stare at him like he’s being irrational. ‘I mean you wouldn’t go to diabolical and elaborately time-consuming means to break up with me, right?’

• What? Huffing out an exasperated breath, you stick your hand in the jar and find a colored star. “Yellow is for anxious, but I guess it covers being paranoid and weird,” you say, holding up a yellow, origami star. And he makes a face, mass shifting and pinching the star in his big servos as he tries to open it without crushing it. Watching him smooth out the paper, his frown deepens. ‘Yeah, yellow is for jibberish, apparently,’ he mutters and you snort at him, showing him the cypher. “Translate it to my language first, you goober.”

• Eyeing you and trying to decide if this is in fact a trap, he slides the cypher over and translates the characters into your language. “I love how I feel like I’m allowed to be myself with you,” he reads and you shrug, looking away. And you swat his hand when he tries to turn over the jar to dump out the stars and read them all. ‘No, that’s not- you have to wait. There’s a color coded key and you can open one star a day!’ You protest with a laugh as he tries to get the jar away from you. “I just want to open a couple more,” he tries, arm hooking around you.

[revelboo]

Omg all ur guy‘s miis are so cute!! This was my first attempt at a transformer mii (bayverse bee), and my most recent attempt at one (prime Optimus)

Love ur writing 💕💕

Awww! They’re so cute! 💕

Reverse Soft AU

Knightverse Bumblebee x Reader

• “Your not so secret admirer is back.” Head lifting at your coworker’s words, you accidentally make direct eye contact with the mech in question and his antenna perk up as he warbles and shuffles closer to the counter. ‘My guy, you can’t keep doing this,’ you sigh as he holds up a very wilted and sad flower, those big optics hopeful. Listening to his noises as he gestures at you with the flower, you shake your head even as you take it and grab a cup to fill at the sink and plunk the flower down in. ‘Thanks.’

• Aware of humans lined up behind him, impatient to order their coffee, he lingers at the counter. Hoping for a smile. And his plating lifts slightly when you turn back his way and your expression empties. Right before a gloved hand grips his wrist and he stumbles back, hands up to avoid the oversized cuffs the human is trying to slap onto him. Warbling angrily as he backs away and one of the guys grabs a taser, he’s aware of the human customers scattering to get clear. “Stop resisting. You’re being detained for being on world illegally,” the man demands and his battle mask clicks down aggressively.

• “Hey, he’s not bothering anyone,” you say, frowning as one of the men hits him with the taser. And you’re coming around the counter, struggling when another of the guys grabs your arm telling you to stay out of it. Know the world governments had had enough of squabbling and displaced Cybertronians causing massive collateral damage and had started driving them off world, but you’d thought they were just going after the dangerous ones. You’re pretty sure this one wouldn’t hurt a fly. ‘He’s here illegally and in violation of the orders to leave the planet immediately.’

• Rumbling angrily when one of the men grabs you, he tries to get closer as you struggle. And you try to smack the guy manhandling you. “Hands off my fiancé,” you snap and the men hesitate. Fiancé? Stumbling closer to him when the other human abruptly lets you go, your hands touch his chassis and cup his face when he leans down. “Play along,” you mouth, back to the men and he curls a protective arm around you. “He’s allowed to be here if he’s married to a human. Right?” You demand, turning back toward them and he warbles, servos gripping the back of your shirt. You’re protecting him?

• People are staring as you stand your ground. Starting to whisper, but you’re not letting them tase him again. He’s never bothered anyone. Just shows up here occasionally bringing you things he’s found that he thinks you might like. You’re pretty sure he’s just lonely and lost. “You’re engaged to him?” One of the men demands and you stare him down, hoping he can’t tell you’re lying through your teeth. ‘Damn straight, I am.’ And you see one of the customers recording everything as you want to wilt. Please, let this not go viral. Please, let your family not see this on the news. ‘What? You want a wedding invitation?’ You bluster at the men, feeling his servos clinging to the back of your shirt.

[shrimpsoupthedrawer]

I lied, I was the one being cooked not the w.i.p. 😔

Anw

Bruce Wayne the prince of Gotham, could he be related to Batman, the dark night of Gotham?

Other versions cause I can't decide which I like:

Anyway to me he's palest pale man with a bit of freckles and easily reddened face and lips, and lotss of beauty marks and hooked nose and long lashes and thick bat brows and fluffy lush jet black hair—

[yourreddancer]

The European Union already forced Apple to abandon its proprietary charging port and adopt USB-C across its entire iPhone lineup. It just did something bigger. A new EU mandate requires every smartphone sold in Europe including Apple devices to feature a battery that can be replaced by the user without specialist tools, without voiding a warranty, and without sending the device to a manufacturer approved service center. Batteries must maintain a minimum capacity threshold after a set number of charge cycles and replacement parts must remain available for up to ten years after a model goes on sale.

The consumer electronics industry built its current business model around batteries that degrade, cannot be replaced at home, and create a natural upgrade cycle every two to three years. The EU just legislated that model out of existence in the world's largest regulatory market.

Apple, Samsung, and every other manufacturer now faces a choice between redesigning their devices for the European market or accepting that their current hardware architecture is no longer legally sellable there.

Given that no company walks away from European consumers voluntarily the phones are going to change and once they change for Europe the rest of the world will ask why theirs still do not.

[chilewithcarnage]

[depsidase]

[evelynmooreartt]

"A Thread of Stillness"

One of my three latest paintings from a connected series, available on my website

Each piece feels like part of the same quiet passage, tied together by light, water, atmosphere, and a subtle sense of transition.

Oil on canvas, 18x14" #oilpainting #art #artlovers #sunset #paintingprocess

[depsidase]

[anexperimentallife]