I'd Like To Write A Third Part To My TF Nsfw Headcanons Series, But I'm So Conflicted On Who To Write

I'd like to write a third part to my TF nsfw headcanons series, but I'm so conflicted on who to write for next</3

Fucking FINALLY I finished Day 4&5 of my late kinktober. I can't stand how long it's taking me to get these fics out </333

Also, is it just me, or has my blog become primarily a tf smut blog...

★ DAY 5 - threesome | brainstorm & perceptor

kinktober 2023 - masterlist.

warnings: top/dom reader + sub/bottom brainstorm + sub/top perceptor + double penetration + overstimulation + dumbification + brainstorms tits are featured + slight humiliation + brainstorm is a kinky shit(perceptor is a secret kinkster) + brainstorm gets wrecked (*REAL NOT FAKE*)

a/n: is it just me or is stormy with his mask off literally gorgeous?? he was cute before but without his mask he's definitely top 10 prettiest transformers

You loved your two conjunxes oh so dearly. You loved it when they got engrossed in their nerdy science stuff, loved it when they bickered over silly things, loved when the three of you took the time to just talk about the things you enjoy, with mostly you and Brainstorm(really just Brainstorm) talking while Perceptor nodded and smiled. But of course, you also loved the debauched things you and your partners got up to in berth.

"Mmhhmm...Percyyy," Brainstorm whimpered into the open-mouthed kiss he was sharing with his conjunx. "Hmmnn..." Percy moaned into the kiss as well, lightly fondling the jet's wings. You were behind Brainstorm, watching carefully as your lovers sloppily made out. It was so cute seeing the two of them all over each other like this. While Stormy was busy kissing Perceptor, he pushed back his leaking valve against your spike panel, wordlessly begging for you to fuck him.

Taking the hint, you released your spike. It was already pressurized-- how could it not be? You moved yourself so that your chest was flush against Stormy's wings and grabbed him by the hips. He shivered, knowing what you were planning to do and opened his legs wider so he could properly receive you. "N-nhhn, [n-name], pl-- MhhnN! Nghh..." Whatever Brainstorm was trying to tell you was cut off short when Percy grabbed his chin and pushed his glossa into his mouth to shut him up.

Brainstorm squirmed in Percy's hold; how long were you going to wait before spiking him? He wanted to whine in frustration but he knew that acting out would only cause him to have to wait even longer. Finally though, he could feel your thick spike against his valve entrance an he whimpered in anticipation. "Stormy, you mind opening up your chestplate for me? I think Percy wants to see your cute tits," you croon into the jet's audials. He immediately released his refineries from there confinements and was taken aback by how quick you were to take on into your servo.

"Your tits are so cute Stormy! Too bad they're so small though," you gave him a fake pout as you rolled his nozzle between your digits. He let out a small squeak from your touch and your words-- his tits weren't that small! Though clearly, you didn't care about what your conjunx thought. You were to busy groping him and getting him worked up . "Percyyy, don't you wanna feel him up too?" you asked the sniper in an overly innocent tone. Having recently just been a viewer, he almost seemed surprised that you acknowledged him again, too busy admiring the two of you. Despite his slight surprise, he took Stormy's other breast and fitted his mouth over the nozzle.

"HnngGH! P-Percy, I-- Ah! Ahnn...n-no..." Brainstorm weakly protested against the constant stimulation of his tits. It was too much! Perceptor was suckling on his nozzle like his life depended on it and you were behind him cruelly pinching his nozzle while you nipped his wings. Worst of all, he could feel your still-pressurized spike rubbing against his valve, a constant reminder of how empty he felt. It was no surprise that Brainstorm overloaded so quick, letting an overstimulated mewl as his golden optics screwed shut. Even through his overload the two of you still didn't let up on. He kept futilely squirming in yours and Percy's grip, letting out more cute whimpers as he silently begs for you to finally fuck him.

Despite how badly he wanted you to spike him, he never actually expected you to shove your spike into him with no warning. "Guh---*Kzzh*--" Stormy's optics widened as he spat out static. He wasn't even close to being ready for your spike to impale him so quickly! His optics unfocused as he trembled through another overload just from you putting your spike into him. In front of him, Percy whined, not sure if he wanted to be the one spiking Brainstorm or to be the one you were fucking. "Don't worry sweetspark," you cooed to Percy, reaching past Brainstorm's frame and cupping his face into your free servo. "I'll give you what you want soon." And with that, you gripped Brainstorm's hips and started to harshly fuck into him.

"HaAHH! Unghh! [N-Name]! Pl-- Oh! Oohhh!" Stormy's spinal strut arched into you as you fucked his valve with a punishing pace. He could feel every bump and ridge on your spike dragging on all his sensitive node clusters and it was driving him mad, despite you barely starting what you had planned for him. Even while you were fucking Stormy's valve, you still had one servo on his breast, relentlessly feeling up the soft protometal and Percy had not yet let up on suckling Stormy's nozzle, as if he was desperate for energon to come out. Perceptor's panels were even released, his spike rutting on Brainstorm's midsection as his valve hidden from your view leaked lubricants.

Stormy overloaded a second time, even harder than the last as his vocalizer let out a loud squeal; barley anytime had passed since you shoved your spike into him yet he was cumming again, his pussy squirting all over your spike making it easier to make your spike kiss his ceiling node. "Ungh, hahhnn! Mnghh-- t-too mu-ugh, o-ohh!" Stormy could barely even form words from the brutal pounding he was receiving, the words dying on his glossa as he was jostled from each of your punishing thrusts. He thought that he might have even overloaded for a third time but it was so hard to think clearly through the pleasure washing over him. "Hey Percy, I think Stormy's wet enough to fit the both of us." Your words brought Brainstorm a bit out of his pleasured daze. The both of you were going to be inside of him? Perceptor's eyes widened before he positioned his spike against the jet's wet heat.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, ye-- A smile formed on Brainstorm's faceplate as he felt Percy's spike touch the entrance of his valve. He had hoping that this would happen since the three of you entered the berth and now he was finally getting his wish: he wanted to be split open on the two of yours' spikes and fucked 'till his circuits fried. Perceptor groaned as he pushed himself into Brainstorm's valve-- it was so tight! Even with all the extra lubricant the two of you had created it was still a tight fit for Percy, making the mech have to put more force into his thrusts, which only made Stormy wail louder.

At last, the two of you were snugly fit into your conjunx's valve. Stormy had a faraway look in his optics, like he was barely hanging on. His wings were trembling...matter of fact. his whole frame was trembling. His mouth was stretched open into a small "o", oral fluids seeping through his cheek cabling. He looked like a lewd mess and the two of you hadn't even started fucking him yet. Without any warning, you began to thrust into the plush valve enveloping your spike and Perceptor took it as an invitation to start moving as well.

"Guh--UNGHH---*Kzzhh*---AHH! *Ghzzk*--" Brainstorm's cries were so loud now that they were mostly being taken up by static. You were so glad that you soundproofed your habsuite so long ago. It wasn't easy for the both of you to efficiently fuck Stormy's valve with the way that his callipers kept cycling down on both the spikes stuffing him absolutely full. Stormy's optics began to roll into the back of his helm as his frame was rocked alongside the powerful thrusts of both you and Perceptor. While he let out overstimulated wails from the spikes dragging over his nodes and striking his ceiling node, he could feel his processor power slipping aways from him; it was so hard to think while the two of you were fucking his leg struts numb! Processor fried from spike, he felt his gestation chamber open up, allowing the spikes inside of him access to his forge.

Percy was the first to overload, letting out a loud cry as he spilled into Brainstorm's awaiting chamber. His overload caused Brainstorm to trip into his...fourth? Fifth overload? He wasn't even sure anymore, all he knew was that he might not ever stop overloading again. That was a thought that made him giggle a bit through his staticky mewls. It was those fucked silly giggles that made you overload last and spill into Stormy's gestation chamber. Stormy spit out static as he felt the rush of your combined transfluid fill up his valve and even escape a bit. He felt so...full. It was the thought of the transfluid still filling up his pussy that made him let out a few fucked silly giggles, twitching from the aftershocks of his intense overloads. Not a single thought was occupying his processor besides the spikes filling him up and making him all warm inside. Even though you had slightly depressurized and you were sure Percy had too, you still wanted to savour the tightness of your conjunx's valve. Just like that, the three of you laid in one berth, cuddling each other as you came down from your highs. You wouldn't be able to stay like that forever though, but it was nice to feel each other's warmth as you rested together.

★ DAY 3 - puppy play | leon s. kennedy

kinktober 2023 - masterlist.

warnings: top/dom reader + sub/bottom leon + gn reader + reader uses the title "sir" + petplay + collars and leashes + cockstepping + "loving" degradation + humiliation + overstimulation + boot-licking + leon is often called "dumb mutt" + and he adores it

a/n: this takes place in a "no-outbreak" au because why not

Leon S. Kennedy considered himself to be your average young, up and coming police officer. Always making sure he isn't two minutes late to work, having your coworkers tease you relentlessly for being the newest recruit, and for months being known as a simple rookie...yeah it it wasn't that great but hey, it made him happy to serve his city in the best way he thought possible.

But his relationship with you is anything but average.

"You'll be a good boy for me, right, Kennedy?" Your voice was sickeningly sweet despite Leon knowing the true implication behind your words. Behave and maybe you'll be able to cum tonight. "I will..." You look at him expectantly. "I-I will Sir." He immediately corrects himself. He didn't want to be punished so early into the night. "That's a good mutt," you say mockingly, leaning down to pat his head. You then take a seat on your plush bed and motion him closer. He obeys, crawling a bit closer to you on his hands and knees.

As he sits on his knees before you, he keeps his hands to his sides and tries his best to ignore his already hard cock. He tried to bring less attention to it but covering it would only make it obvious that he's hiding an erection. He might as well be open with his shame. "Aww, you're already hard? Hard from me telling you to strip and and putting a collar on you? You're so adorably pathetic." Even so, Leon wasn't safe from your torment. He whines as he now attempts to cover up his dick, only for his hands to be kicked away.

"Hey. Who said you could cover up? You don't deserve to hide anything from me, mutt," you emphasize your cruel words with a harsh tug on the leash attached to his collar. He stumbles forward a bit before regaining his balance and putting his hands behind his back. Leon's visibly trembling now, and you can tell your words have had an effect on him. "Fuck, it's almost like you're even harder than before. Then again I could barely tell. Your dick is so small and cute, you know that?" You give him a wicked smile before tugging on his leash even harder.

Finally, Leon begins to crack. He pulls on the collar as you're nearly chocking him with it and you can see the tears start to well up in his eyes, despite his best efforts to hide them. He wasn't even that small! He was a reasonable six inches! Though that didn't mean anything to you, you were hellbent on pointing out everything you saw unfit about him. But despite that, his pretty dick began to drip pre-cum, twitching a bit.

"And you're still getting off on this shit, no touch anywhere. You're really making me think you're just another pervert, mutt." While you sounded disgusted on the outside, you were truly thrilled. You were drinking up your mutt's pathetic reactions like it was all you needed to survive. You eye him hungrily as he shakes his head, muttering a few "not a pervert" and some other stuff that you didn't bother to listen to.

"I'm real fucking tired of seeing your pathetic cocklet, so hurry up and get off," you say, pressing the heel of your boot against Leon's weeping cock. "HhhnNGH! S-Sir!" Leon whimpers as you press your shoe harshly onto his dick, the rough stimulation making him let go of the tears collecting in his eyes, letting them fall freely. He sobs openly as he humps your shoe, leaning into the cruel treatment your were giving him, the flush from his face reaching his chest and shoulders a bit.

He continues to let out adorable moans as the rough texture of your boot rub on his aching length and he can't help but think about how mean you are to him. The crude marks you make towards him and his body, that sadistic gleam in your eyes when you looked at him...but he was ashamed of himself for being the slut that enjoyed the humiliation he received from you. He embraced it all, getting pleasure out of your twisted interactions that always left his sobbing and trembling. And he would always coming back from more, like a lost puppy.

"...Hey. Mutt." your cold voice jerks him out of his dreamy state. "Hurry the fuck up. The quicker you finish, the quicker you can put your sad excuse of a dick away." Those last words of yours were all Leon needed to cum. He covered his mouth as he came all over your boot, covering it with his cum as he trembled from the strength of his orgasm. Despite his hand covering his mouth, it didn't hide the slutty moans coming out of him. While Leon is clinging onto your leg still coming down from his orgasm, you shake him off. "You're not done yet," you say and motion to the cum on your shoe. "Clean."

With that single word order, Leon wordlessly obeys, bending down to reach your shoe. As he sticks his togue out, you add salt to the wound, pushing the tip of your shoe into his mouth. It immediately makes him recoil, tears jumping to his eyes. Still, he dutifully licks his cum off of your shoe, his tears falling down his face the whole time. God, you make him feel so fucking pathetic. He whines as he laps up the last drops of cum. You yank on his collar again and he comes back up to face you. The moment he gets back up, you step on his dick again, grinding your shoe into his oversensitive dick.

"GhHK! N-no-- uhnn!" Leon sobs as you stimulate his poor dick once again. You really weren't going to give up your relentless bullying. "You're done when I say you're done," you state simply as you continue to crush his dick underneath your shoe. Leon doesn't know how beautiful he looks right now. His eyes are glazed over while fresh tears fall from them and roll down his pink cheeks. A thin line of drool escapes from his open mouth, perfecting the lewd image. You were never going to get enough of tormenting your mutt. And Leon was never going to get tired of being the outlet for your sadistic desires.

Okay guys, I know it's been a while. I promise I'm not leaving but schools been kicking me in the ass repeatedly and then dragging me through the mud. But I wanted to announce that I will be doing kinktober!!

I'm not sure which prompts I'll do but it'll include RE characters, transformers characters, genshin characters, and Obey Me! characters

TF Titty Headcanons Pt. 2

❏* — warnings — sub/bottom characters(decepticons) + dom/top reader + robotitties + lactation + praise + boobjobs + masochism + piercings + Starscream is a narcissist + size kink + mommy kink + breeding kink + Megatron definitely rewards his top soldiers with his body + in this world you're either a creamer or squirter +

❏* — a/n — pt 1 got so much positive feedback so I'm just happy that I was able to do a part 2!! And if I do a part 3 I'll most likely do the autoboobies again

also omfg I wrote

➾ DECEPTICONS

✦ Megatron - Contrary to popular belief, Megs has average sized boobs for a mech his size, but they still seem pretty damn huge to most since not many mechs are his size. That is until you compare them to another mech's like Optimus (say whatever you want but Optimus outboobs Megatron). Megs doesn't care too much about his tits, seeing them as just protoform sitting on his chassis, but he does like to have them played with once in a while.

Megatron only interfaces with his top soldiers, and even only the best of the best get to see their lord's magnificent rack. When he does 'face with them, he always orders them to treat him like any other mech they would fuck, the feeling of being treated like a fling always getting to his head. Despite how meaningless his refineries are to him, his partners see them as an absolute blessing. The lucky shmuck who's not only able to be graced with the sight of Megs' boobs and also being able to feel them up will never forget it. His tits have a subtle softness to them that's fucking amazing, perfect for shoving their helm into. Megatron is surprising pretty vocal, letting out gruff moans whenever his tits are fondled with. And every single time, without fail, his crimson optics will be locked onto his partner's as if he were teasing them.

Something the Megs is very willing to do is give boobjobs to his decepticons that are doing an exceptionally good job at taking down any autobot forces. He'll reward them by lifting his tits up and down the mech's shaft, keeping eye contact as his optics are blazing with unspent charge. And if Primus themself has blessed a mech, they'll be treated to Megatron lavishly sprawled across a wide berth, clutching the sheets as a spike ruts into him, striking as many nodes as possible with greedy servos all over his tits, feeling them as much as they can. Megatron's optics dim as he shivers from the pleasure of having his subordinate treat him as just some random fling. His vocalizer releases moans becoming slightly higher pitched the more his nozzles are twisted and pulled on and he just can't wait to do this again.

✦ Soundwave - With the decepticon third-in-command may be hiding many secrets about himself, his tits are most definitely one of those secrets. Soundwave's tits are big and busty, a more gray color. He's one of the few mechs who actually lactate, and when he does, it's usually not too much energon but it can leave his tits feeling very sensitive. He's usually able to deal with it himself, but when it gets too much those are the times he'll seek out partners the most.

Everyone who's slept with Soundwave have the same exact thoughts. He has the best tits they've ever come across. Soundwave doesn't think too much of his boobs, yet whenever people get to feel them up and lap up any energon leaking, they'll never want to go back to drinking energon normally again. Mechs who get to feed off of Soundwave's leaking titties always grope them slowly with their servos, massaging them nicely as they coax more energon out. Usually, Soundwave turns his vocalizer off since he isn't too fond of making noise from pleasure, but it's so obvious how good he's feeling when his whole entire frame is trembling and the way he tries to sneakily press his digits into his leaking valve.

Whenever Soundwave begins to lactate and has a mech sucking on his nozzle, he can't help but feel something maternal in his code to get sparked up by anyone suitable, to have transfluid pumping into his forge, to carry sparklings that'll one day need to feed from him too. When he gets like this, he becomes more shameless when interfacing, doing everything in his power to get the mech pumping their spike into him to pump in a heavy load of transfluid too. He'll do everything he needs to do, whether it be tightening his valve callipers, rocking his hips back into thrusts more, or pushing his tits further into his partner's faceplate. As long as it'll result in transfluid spills into his forge he'll be happy. And he won't be satiated with just one overload. Even when his partner needs a break from fucking, he'll just find himself on top of them, working his servo up and down their shaft before it retracts as he strakes them back to full pressurization, just before sinking back down on it all over again.

✦ Starscream - Starscream has slightly smaller than average titties, but in his opinion, it's the shape that matters, and not the size. He's very right about that when it comes to his tits. His tits are a dark grey that match his face and are perky with a surprising amount of bounce to them.

As the #1 narcissist of all Cybertronians, Screamer absolutely prizes his boobs. While he might start angrily huffing when his tits are fondled by his partners, it's all a farce. He's an absolute slut for having his boobs played with. Whenever he's self servicing, while his digits are busy circling his node, his other servo is gliding over his cockpit, sliding upwards until he feels soft and sensitive protoform. He lets out soft pants, his plump lips falling open as his optics narrow to slits-- he would never get tired of it.

Whenever Screamer's partners want to touch his tits, he always snaps at them, saying some shit about they're too perfect for them to dirty with their servos, yet he can feel his valve throb at the thought. The only times Screamer doesn't allow his partner to touch his tits is when they're his size, but he might let them if they grovel. But when it's a mech much bigger than him? It's a whole other story. He would die before saying out loud but he's addicted to having big, warm servos on his tits, dwarfing them as they manhandle them with ease, pinching his nozzles with flat digits pads or just giving them a nice, long squeeze that'll have him struggling to not moan like a pleasurebot.

With his larger partners, without them even needing to ask, he's already in their lap, legs wrapped around their waist as his chassis transforms away and reveals his rack. He arches his back so that his tits are pressed onto his partner's frame and looks at them with a knowing smirk-- he knows they won't be able to resist. It always ends with him letting out shrill cries of pleasure, truly living up to his name as his his valve is drilled into and his tits are thoroughly abused.

✦ Skywarp - As the resident Nemesis Fragbuddy™️, it's no surprise that Warp has bigger than average tits. His tits are light gray and have big, perky nozzles that are always begging to be pulled on. He owns crystal and metal pink barbell nozzle piercings that are (unsurprisingly) always seen gleaming on his nozzles. Skywarp's an absolute masochist, loving the feeling of his tits being roughly fondled or bitten down so hard he leaks energon. Warp fucks his way around on the Nemesis looking for not only the best mech to fuck him but also someone with hands big and skilled enough mess with his tits the way he likes it. He isn't really a big fan of having his boobs softly caressed and massaged-- he need them to be -- he wants his tits to be absolutely bruised, aching and possibly even bleeding when his partner is done. It's the only way to get off by playing with his tits.

Since Warp has slept with a lot of the decepticon crew and is a kinky fucker, he's definitely had some interesting things done to his boobs. He's had people bring magnets close to his nozzle piercings, forcing his piercings to follow and tug on his nozzles until he's squealing. Skywarp's given plenty of boobjobs too, sandwiching a spike between his pillowy tits as he rubs them up and down his partner's shaft and if he's lucky to have a partner bigger than him, their spike will reach past his cleavage and find its way into his already drooling intake.

His favorite thing ever is to have his tits roughed up while someone's banging up his valve. Just having a nice, thick spike plowing him is more than enough to get him off, but having a mech bite down on his nozzles, pulling on the piercing as the other hand mercilessly gropes his soft mesh? He'll for sure be an incoherent mess, optics rolling back as he's giggling stupidly from the pleasure wracking his frame.

✦ Thundercracker - Despite this seeker's standoffish, slightly prudish behavior when it comes to the discussion of interfacing, and his truly romantic personality, he has a huge rack hiding behind his armor. Out of all of his trine, Thundercracker's boobs are the biggest, bounciest, and the most attractive. Screamer and Skywarp are so totally jealous of him but truth be told, TC would definitely trade his with theirs anytime. He found it a nuisance to have such soft protometal sitting on his chest and the sensitivity that comes with it. They're just so soft and flimsy, making it so much easier to grope them with wandering servos and watch as the sensitive protometal nearly spills out between digit gaps. And it's exactly what other mechs think of them.

Thundercracker hates to admit it, but would die to have someone worship his tits, pinch his nozzles and bring one into their intake, murmuring on the soft mesh about how fucking perfect his boobs are. TC's face would be so flushed, coolant dripping down his faceplate while he tries to keep his cute moans from escaping his vocalizer. The sweet praises would go to his head and he 100% will melt into the touch of his partner if they did that, maybe even hook a leg around their waist and beg for them to fuck him already before he's overloading already, creaming around nothing while his needy valve clenches pathetically on a spike that isn't there.