#megamegs

[43lin4hel]

This is the censored version. I don’t even blame you if you unfollow cus of this.

Liking megatron selfcest but in a very specific way that makes me allergic to anything penetrative between them so ig they will have to settle for stroking each others shit and making out…11戀…

[wyrm-with-a-why]

When my megs in rid15 au was gonna be a cool rewrite but then I realized this is how season 2 would fucking go

[theropodtheroblogs]

Chapters: 3/4 Fandom: Transformers One (2024), Transformers - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Megatronus Prime/Megatron, Megatron/Optimus Prime Characters: Megatron (Transformers), Megatronus Prime, Optimus Prime, Starscream (Transformers), Soundwave (Transformers) Additional Tags: Masturbation, Dream Sex, Anal Fingering, Valve Fingering (Transformers), Valve Play (Transformers), Valves (Transformers), oh my god look at all those valve tags we have isnt that delightful, Sticky Sexual Interfacing (Transformers), Size Kink, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Do not post to another site, Do not feed to AI, transformation cogs as a half allegory for puberty, and I do mean only half, how are you supposed to access the good bits if you can't fold your plating away amirite, megatron is learning a whole lot about himself tonight, Tactile Sexual Interfacing (Transformers), tags updated as we go, Blow Jobs, First Time Blow Jobs, Deepthroating, Face-Fucking, Bottom Megatron (Transformers), Pet Names, Scars, Dacryphilia, if megs stares too hard into that tcog hes gonna learn some shit about himself, megatron gets laughed at by his haunted tcog, soundwave is a gossip, starscream flirts so hard he injures himself, prima leaves his mark, spike piercings, Spike Modifications (Transformers), Oil Baths (Transformers), megatronus finally puts that spike to use and blows megs miiiind Summary:

The gilding settles into place on scratched purple plating, war scarred and glorious as divinity towers over the cogless miner helpless before him. “And yet again we come to your great weakness. With your grasping servos and your arrogance, you forgot to ask; where does your power come from?”

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Late at night in the privacy of a ruined room on the old crashed warship, Megatron explores his new frame for the first time. The dream that follows will change him forever.

[crystalconjunx]

I’m absolutely in love with your writing!! (Aaa I’m so happy requests are open!! uwu) I’m not sure how specific I’m allowed to be but.. that tfa x tfp megs really intrigued me?? Could we see more of that but with lap sex and cumflation? And maybe tfa megs rubs it? (Preferably bottom tfp megs but im not picky!)

I raise you MegaMegs. Trust no one, not even yourself. //

The Lord of Deception and the Gladiator were intertwined by the mysterious threads of fate once again.

This time the powerful gladiator was seated in his lap, bouncing up and down as he chased a fourth load of transfluid from this other, taller self. 

How marvelous Megatronus looked like this: stomach plating round and heavy from overload after overload he pumped into the smaller warrior who groaned with unrestrained pleasure. 

Megatron found himself close to his end once again. He wrapped his arms around the gladiator and thrust up in the same motion that he pulled the mech down, forcing the tip of his spike into Megatronus's gestation chamber as he found his release inside. 

The gladiator was panting, squirming down against  him as tried desperately to find the bit of friction that would throw him over the edge as well.

Megatron could not resist running his servos across the swell of his abdomen. Megatronus groaned as he pushed slightly against it, feeling the wetness of their transfluid spilling out between their thighs.

Taking mercy on his other self, he held Megatronus firm against his spike with one hand and began to finger his node with the other. Megatronus's writhing served both of them as he kept the gladiator's valve full of his fluids until finally, Megatronus overloaded with a shout and his calipers clenched down around Megatron to milk his spike for all he was worth. 

A pity, for if his transfluids tanks had not already been emptied into the other mech, he surely would have done so again.

As Megatronus leaned back against him, however, with his bulged-out plating and the mess between his thighs, Megatron realized he might have enough energy for one more round. 

[wyrm-with-a-why]

Tfp, Tfa and Cyberverse Megatron

[theropodtheroblogs]

if anyone asks how i'm doing lately I'm just gonna point them towards the nearly 7.5k word chapter for megamegs, of which 3k is just megatron on his knees sucking spike for megatronus prime

yeah i think thats a good representation of where im at right now

right along with the nearly 2k planning doc for a pair of tfa megop fics

[theropodtheroblogs]

Megatronus Prime/Megatron Fic - Solid as Sand, Real as Dreams, Chapter 2

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Rating: Explicit

Warnings: None

Chapter summary:

[theropodtheroblogs]

Megatronus/Megatron Fic Snippet, Ch2 :D

Remember Solid as Sand, Real as Dreams? I've been hammering at the second chapter since I got the pc back, and Megs is gonna Learn. What's he learning? Well why dont you click that read more ;3

Megatron’s gaze drops heavily back to the pelvic array before him, focusing on where the six lines of gold vanish into the large curve of purple metal, knowing under there must lie his goal. What will it look like, will it resemble his own closely, or will it be vastly different? He recalls the way Megatronus sank one thick digit into him their first meeting, and he wonders about that part, when the lessons there will begin.

He’s drawn from his musing by those very same thick digits reaching for him, grasping the metal of his chin and tilting his helm up until he’s meeting those all too knowing white optics again. “You seem nervous Megatron,” comes the teasing roll of the Prime’s voice, and Megatron can picture those black lips twisting behind their mask. “Surely a little thing like this isn’t enough to make you lose your nerve already?”

“Of course not,” Megatron jerks his helm out of the fingers, looking at the panelling between Megatronus’ legs once more. “I was...planning my attack.”