I've Hit My Guilt And Shame Limits, So There's No More. I'm Pathetic And Happy With It. A Day Ago I Violated

I've hit my guilt and shame limits, so there's no more. I'm pathetic and happy with it. A day ago I violated another person's ask box with my unholy wall of text, but then thought it could make a fine post in my own kinky basement. Behold: TF Cyberverse dubcon wasteplay.

It starts with Cyberverse Astrotrain getting creative with annoying the shit out of Dead End. He's bored with throwing him out, and unexpectedly grabbing him, and denying him with the access inside. He wants Dead End to FEEL it and to get bored too, so he just captures him and holds.

Oh, how hard poor Dead End struggles. He runs out of curses, and if the curses alone could harm, Astrotrain would be smashed to pieces. Too bad they can't. And even worse, that Dead End's waste tank is full, and it's getting to the brim. And Astrotrain seems having too much fun to let him go. He's mocking, asking where has Dead End failed so terribly that now he's in a hurry to fix it? What is it so important for him to leave now?

The more Dead End squirms, the more uncomfortable it gets. He's shaking, his voice betraying him, that only adds to Astrotrain's cruel excitement. Well, maybe not fully cruel? He's went ages without a good fuck, maybe just really not very experienced due to the lack of partners to match his size. And now there's a hot little bot all heated up and twitching in his grip. He's struggling so sweetly, it awakens something in Astrotrain. Big bully is just getting off. Bonus: he doesn't get what's really going on and how it's gonna end.

Dead End knows it's over for him when Astrotrain starts poking him. He's overheating, needs to relieve himself so bad it hurts, burning alive with embarrassment. "Gonna beg me to stop, pipsqueak?", comes Astrotrain's mocking tone, but Dead End can't tell him to shut the fuck up. He can't even beg. His valve panel snaps back and he's spraying in the air.

Astrotrain is just shocked. The effect is unexpected. He wanted a small revenge and now Dead End in his hand is pissing and whimpering raggedly. " You, you PISS-SQUEAK!", he's trying to sound disgusted, but he's just confused and so, so hot behind his panels. It's coming to him that all this is too much even of him. He's holding his victim gently now, watching him void in a strong arc until he's empty.

If i'm being real there is so little egg laying or pregnancy starscream content. At least I don't see that much

I very well remember at least two good fics with Starscream laying eggs. Funny, they're both TFP Megastar and I don't even read on this ship much. Shorter one. Longer one. About the second, check the rest of this author's works. They really provide pregnant Starscream stuff in production quantities.

Speaking about how the line between friendship and intimate relationship is blurred to me... Here come spicy Amica activities.

We don't know much about Amica Endura, sadly. Even the concept of Conjunx Endura remains not very detailed. The franchise is rather reluctant when it comes to romance. That's understandable and better than pushing another family-friendly heteronormative narrative. But I love space opera for Weird Alien social structures and types of relationship. And I'm here for robot fucking. So, what about Cybertronians having some traditions and beliefs surrounding the Amica bonding? What if close physical contact is expected naturally, hugging, kissing and going all sensual (buffing, massage, minor repairs) are socially and morally acceptable? And interfacing (including valve penetration, oral, hardwire connection and sparkplay) is hugely frowned upon. Like, why do you wanna stick it in your Amica? Go get a junxie. Or pick up someone who's not your sacred bondmate. Maybe the Amica bond is viewed in a slightly spiritual way? I was thinking about the tradition of Adelphopoiesis in Orthodox Christianity. Literally same-sex marriage for the love of God. Proclaimed chaste, but the hell we know all those brothers in Christ were banging each other in monasteries. So, what if Amicas being sacredly non-sexual is so deep in the Cybertronian culture that it's not even analysed nowadays? It's just WRONG to fuck your bondmate. Well, it was supposed to be a post about Drift and Rodimus being horny Amicas, but I kinda got lost in explaining the shit. More explicit stuff coming soon.

Anon's ask about Megatron's sluttification passed through the prism of my brain and turned into something much sweeter. Let's look back into Megs' miner days, when his views and values were still in the process of being forged (so unlike himself, sorry, I just can't). Pre-war miners' lovemaking.

It's Terminus with whom Megatron shares his first attempts at writing. Miners are deprived of the luxury of having time to sit together to look through what Megatron has to share, so Terminus usually reads it whenever possible and then provides his review. It's simple and straightforward, no sophisticated shit for pampered intellectuals.

That's how Terminus finds a note, saying, "By radically renouncing and refusing to understand the mechanisms of our oppression, we put ourselves at risk of being detached from the reality of our custody. Instead of indulging ourselves in blind radicalism, we should analyze: what makes the system work? Functionism defines us through our bodies, because it's our bodies that make profit in this system. So, instead of rejecting our bodies, like some reject their alt-modes, we should make our bodies work for us. Our frames are not holy temples of Primus, they are our workshops in which we forge and shape our freedom."

The next page is much more rough, just a quick note about prostitution being stigmatized to deny the lower class any additional ways to gain wealth. The text itself is fine, but the subtext feels suspicious to Terminus. Is his Megatron really…

So he asks Megatron himself when they meet in their shared hab later. Megatron calmly tells about his decision to raise funds by making use of his body, which is a far cry from what is commonly viewed as appealing. But there are bots who're looking for manual workers. Even some freaks from high-ranking castes get wet from the perspective of a strong lower-classed scum fucking them. That's what they want. Perverts.

"Load of scrap," Terminus frowns. "You're wasting your words."

He hates telling Megatron this, but the kid is really confused now. He just has to help him reexamine this shit, so he starts with a kiss. Maybe Terminus is not as good with his words as Megatron (honestly, very few are), but he's good with his hands. Miners' bodies are not very sensitive, but he knows where to touch: wrists, hips near the codpiece. And Megatron's head equipment makes a perfect erogenous zone when free from his helmet.

Terminus is licking these trembling petals, careful not to bite. The effect it has on Megatron is impossible to ignore: mouth slightly open in soft gasps, both parts of his array ready and wet. Kneeling, Terminus pushes his legs apart, and Megatron moans in anticipation. Maybe Terminus is not as good with his word, but damn, how good he is with his tongue, licking Megatron's spike and valve. Like he's starving and Megatron is leaking pure energon, if hunger could also explain hot, tender kisses. 

Miners' equipment is most basic, plain, and unadorned, with a meager amount of nodes, but Terminus is eager and relentless when it comes to making Megatron shudder and ready to discharge, but now he's not letting him.

"Your body is a holy temple." Terminus is looking straight into Megatron's flickering eyes. "And you won't let anyone use it disrespectfully. Say it!" The command is added with a quick lick on the valve rim, making the rings inside clench. 

"Say it! And I will overload you."

And, head thrown back and voice cracking with beeps and static, Megatron utters the words. The next second this wonderful tongue is on him again, pushing mercilessly inside, fulfilling the promise. Megatron is holding onto the wall behind him, a stream from his valve hitting Terminus in the face, an unbelievingly blissful moment before it's drunk down. His spike shooting upwards, only for it to land on Terminus' helm and a bit on his back. 

Terminus doesn't mind, as long as his message is understood. 

And if you're looking for the very beginning of Megatron's radicalization, that is it.

I have a question and a suggestion

As someone who doesn't know the character well: why don't you like tailgate?

And suggestion: tfa tarantulas x tfa prowl?

About Prowl and Tarantulas: I am not a fan of TF:A and didn't finished it, but I really like their creepy relationship in IDW. There will probably be some steamy stuff about them in this blog, when I get the full inspiration and see how to cut this jewel perfectly without just sticking to bondage. Which is fine (and canon!), but there should be more to decorate their delicious dynamic. About Tailgate: I've started writing down my point and realized it's likely to be a wall of text that deserves to be a separate and properly tagged post. I usually don't hate fictional characters. Even a complete sleazebag can be so well-written I find their character arc and their dynamics with others engrossing. I like the Magnificent Bastard type, I like complicated relationships in stories. For me to hate a character there must be a disappointing combination of their unpleasant manners, their wasted character development, the author pushing their favorite pet (whose personality their flattened in their story, yeah) in the spotlight again and again and sometimes it's the fandom who nominates the character as their "perfect pure uwu cinnamon roll" and any other reading of them becomes heresy.

You have no media literacy stop talking about Transformers especially the MTMTE series if you don't understand the way characters especially Megatron is written. He wasn't "Mary sued" he's a flawed character and everyone points that out. Throughout the entire franchise he has always been a redeemable character. He was redeemed in the prime show, in war for cybertron for a bit, and even the bayverse movies would have had him redeemed if the 3rd movie ending wasn't leaked (actually interesting thing that he was supposed to be redeemed but because the ending was leaked it was changed) and there's an ENTIRE SHOW (Earthspark) where he is actively getting redeemed.

Find your media literacy please cause rn it's shit 🙏

Dude, really? This god-forsaken blog has <20 followers (some smell bot to me, ironically), and you are already here. What are you, to just materialize here? A hound of Tindalos?

You know what's the most hilarious? I have an academic degree in media (culture, communication, all this shit), which makes me more media-literate than you and most people you interact with. And Megatron's "redemption arc" is STILL shit to me. To me, who loves villains, glorious bastards, atoning sinners, and byronic heroes.

But you know, you can't just throw a trope or an archetype into your story. It has to fit. If you put a byronic hero in a sitcom, they'll be a walking joke. If you put a byronic hero in a story, taking place in a world, going through the consequences of a grievous war, and their struggles start pushing others' stories and trauma aside, and this hero happens to be an ex-villain… Man, that may result in a tremendous suck.

James Roberts loved his Megatron. He loved him to the point that he made his Optimus Prime the dumbest fool in the known universe. The most unwise in the worst way. He ruined the whole idea of Optimus and Megatron knowing each other, as enemies, the best. One of the best tropes, older than balls but still working. That's why I consider MTMTE Megs a Marty Sue. He's the author's favorite boy, and everything gets sacrificed for his glory.

I'm not gonna analyze the whole list of Megatron's redemptions to show you that things can be done differently. If you're not completely taken by a fictional apple of your eye, you'll see. In Prime, his redemption is put at the end of the show, after his bad religious experience, as "and it was whole another story". Funny, they did it better than some old "serious" media. I can recall reading M. Corelli's "The Sorrows of Satan", where the main character, after slipping from the hands of Satan himself, just continued being a jerk that I really despised.

Ah, it's getting long. Tumblr is not a good place to learn fancy new words like "media literacy". It doesn't teach you how to use them properly. It's better for being a kinky freak, though.