Revenge. Return. Repent.

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[nomoredeadends]

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Is --

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-one out there? It’s me-

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-down in communica-

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Think I’ve fixed-

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-Standby!

[nomoredeadends]

OOC: Maybe back soon :0

[wings-to-wheels-blog]

((hey i’m still v depressed and on a bunch of new medications ))

[nomoredeadends]

OOC:: I’m sorry I haven’t been active! Depression is high as I was off my meds for about a month, i’m still job hunting, and I’ve been busting my ass for my parents.

If we’re mutuals, you’re always welcome to ask for my discord or my skype.

I’m hoping to be back soon!

[nomoredeadends]

.mutuals only

[smutxmemes]

Send "You belong to me." to see how my muse reacts.

               requested by imaragequitter

[rp-meme-glaceon]

Send "🔔" to put a bell around my muse's neck

[thatspikybastard]

So, I've been curious. Looking at any mods that you don't already have?

I usually take what I want. But these days I really gotta decide. There’s no space for everythin’ 

[nomoredeadends]

thatspikybastard:

Keep reading

He hooked a hand under his knee and pulled, opening himself up more to the other mech. His helm fell back as he felt Lockdown’s mouth on him. His vents whirred, his plating shifted, expelling some heat and in perpatation of what to come.

He sighed, optics shuttering off. “That’s more like it,” he said quickly, his valve almost trembling against Lockdown.

Impatient, maybe, but he’d waited so long and been so patient. He deserved to give in a little.

[nomoredeadends]

Looking for someone who wants to play with Sleeper Agent!Drift, who’s been a Decepticon all along.

Effectively this would be canon compliant up to somewhere in LL, either in the alternate universe where Tarn came aboard the LL to get Overlord, or just when Drift leaves.

Anyway, please like this post if you’d be interested in plotting something and I’ll send you a message!

[thatspikybastard]

So, I've been curious. Looking at any mods that you don't already have?

I usually take what I want. But these days I really gotta decide. There’s no space for everythin’ 

[nomoredeadends]

thatspikybastard:

Keep reading

He let out a sharp breath at the touches to his spike and against his valve.

His spike was, perhaps surprisingly, about the same. A few mods had been removed, but most of the, the physical bumps and conduits and the softer knot mod at his base all remained. His valve was still was plush and soft.

“Lockdown,” he almost growled, his digits digging into the back of his neck. For a moment it was all Deadlock, and it slipped away just as fast. “Do you need me to draw you a map?”

[pompousprime-blog]

Your muse pulls my muse into a dance! Send ♫ for my muses reaction!

Originally posted by teamchivalry

Send “♫!Reverse” for my muse to pull your muse into a dance!

[thatspikybastard]

So, I've been curious. Looking at any mods that you don't already have?

I usually take what I want. But these days I really gotta decide. There’s no space for everythin’ 

[nomoredeadends]

thatspikybastard:

Maybe it was time then to remind him of what they could still have. This was the mood he wanted to set for this after all. Lockdown chuckled against his throat. It took some trust to let some Con bite your neck and instead of pushing him away, you lean back. He appreciated it and it made him more sure about all this.

The bounty hunter nuzzled into that arm while his servo sneaked between the Autobots legs. By now he was curious what had changed down here. “Ya sure ‘bout this?” Lockdown rubbed his palm over his panel. “Would love to take a closer look.” Mostly with his mouth though and less with his optics.

“If I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t still be here.” He shifted slightly, holding out. “Should make you work for it.”

But frag - it’d been so long in general, not to take into account the last time he’d tumbled into a berth with Lockdown. And those times had always been good. Vicious when they needed it, stress relief, and tender when the situation called.

His panels snapped open, already damp, and he opened his legs more. His spike pressurized in a smooth motion, biolights faintly glowing.

[thatspikybastard]

So, I've been curious. Looking at any mods that you don't already have?

I usually take what I want. But these days I really gotta decide. There’s no space for everythin’ 

[nomoredeadends]

thatspikybastard:

“Noted.”, he mumbled as he gave him another lick. Well Lockdown still had those pointy canines, but he didn’t have to warn him about nibbles, right? No interfacing without that. “I’ll keep that in mind, but hehe, we might both be too old for our old games by now.” So for now he really didn’t mind taking it slow. Getting rid of all that extra energy from the high grade would be nice though.

Lockdown almost gently put his black and white snoot on his neck and teasingly bit his throat cables. His hand was slowly moving down his side and towards his abdomen. There was a lot of new armor to explore here. 

Drift tilted his head back and let out a small sigh-groan. “I feel old sometimes,” he admitted, optics shuttering off. He focused on other sensations. The bite against his neck, the weight of Lockdown over him, the hands (well- the hand and hook) against his frame. “But not now.”

He lifted a hand, resting it on the back of Lockdown’s helm, vets rumbling.

[thatspikybastard]

So, I've been curious. Looking at any mods that you don't already have?

I usually take what I want. But these days I really gotta decide. There’s no space for everythin’ 

[nomoredeadends]

thatspikybastard:

Wait. That was an option? He really had been holding back. Baby steps and scrap. Lockdown started laughing. A change of pace was welcome. “Bad, ya say?” Maybe he could even take two steps at once here. So he suddenly reached up and grabbed him by the collar armor, pushing him to the side. It took him only seconds to get on top. “And there I thought I had to take it slow ‘cause ya downgraded.” He leaned down and licked his cheek.

The sudden movement only took him partly by surprise. He was rolled over, and he grunted as he was tossed over. He laughed at the lick and rested his hands on the other mech’s chest.

“I down graded my weight class. I’m not fragile.” He shook his head, amused. “But if you want to tear into me, I’d appreciate a warning at least.”

[thatspikybastard]

So, I've been curious. Looking at any mods that you don't already have?

I usually take what I want. But these days I really gotta decide. There’s no space for everythin’ 

[nomoredeadends]

thatspikybastard:

He grunted unhappily. “DL.. ya teasin’. Thats cruel.” He put his hook arm over his optics, but looked at him from underneath, grinning slightly. “Didn’t ya just say ya a good person?” The guy was practically dryhumping him and this nasty bounty hunter was proving a lot of patience and self-control here. 

“Even the best of mechs can be a little bad sometimes.” He got a small, mischievous smile on his face. “Though I’m surprised that you haven’t flipped me over already. Holding back? Or not as strong as you used to be?” He teased. He reached up, curling fingers around the hook.

[nomoredeadends]

“I didn’t break it! It’s working fine!“ [sniproscope]

The lab was filled with smoke. He expected this from Brainstorm, not Perceptor.

“Are you sure? I’m not an expert but I don’t think it’s supposed to be making that noise. Or that much smoke.”

He sealed his vents, coughing.

@sniproscope

[nomoredeadends]

sniproscope:

“A truly sensible suggestion.”, murmured Perceptor, frowning when Drift’s hand left his cheek for a moment before schooling his face into it’s normal stoic expression.

When Drift took his hand, Perceptor moved his servos unconsciously- slotting his fingers between Drift’s and humming in approval.

Drift tilted his head, then squeezed his hand, tugging him along. His washrack was small and simple, but it was private at least.

“Here,” he said, when they arrived at his small cabin. He was lucky enough to have no room mate. He’d near chased anyone way with his decor. Crystals hanging from the ceiling, shimmering like stars, insense, swords on the wall. “The washrack is over here.”

[thatspikybastard]

So, I've been curious. Looking at any mods that you don't already have?

I usually take what I want. But these days I really gotta decide. There’s no space for everythin’ 

[nomoredeadends]

thatspikybastard:

“That… was the good thing.”, Lockdown said rather quietly. “We were both terrible people, but we had ourselves in that.” He still was a terrible person to be completely honest. But that thought had always calmed him. It was them against the others always. 

That last comment made him look up again. “It comes off?” That sounded… intriguing, but also dangerous. At least around enemies. Lockdown was surely interested. “Care to show me that? Or the curves?~” In action?

“I suppose so. ... Well, speak for yourself. I’m not a terrible person anymore.” He almost beamed. “I try, at least.” He shrugged, then shifted down. His hips, his panels, grinded down against Lockdown’s. 

“One thing at a time,” he said, and winked.