If I'm Being Real There Is So Little Egg Laying Or Pregnancy Starscream Content. At Least I Don't See

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.

This is already a fic idea but I want to see more so, idw Megatron in the early days getting slutted out to raise funds for the deception cause, and then he becomes a spikeslut <3

Class inequality and poverty-influenced prostitution are huge turn-offs for me. But you've really made me think. What if young Megatron considered it? Maybe not for The Cause™ (I imagine it happening before The Cause™ was even fully formulated), but for his underground activism (not mining though, lol), for publishing his early works? I'm already writing and it's getting disgustingly long. I'll post it separately later, just know it's gonna be hella vanilla, but Megatron will be there.

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.

Honestly, to me pillows and mattresses for Cybertronians are 100% logical. See, with their massive squarishy-edgy frames with bulging details on their backs, there absolutely has to be something soft and squishy for them to lay comfortably on. Their pillow technology must be miles beyond what we now have. Just imagine pillows that intuitively adapt to your head's weight and shape, so that they can support massive helms but are also pliable.

And what else? Pillow fucking. They don't have human skin that could get irritated. And they can produce more lubricants, so their experience must be a whole other level.

Every Cybertronian sleeps with their bedding in more than one sense. At least once in a lifetime, which is long as hell. That's just unavoidable. So every time you look at your favorite robot, no matter how much of a big and scary baddie or a morally high-grounded goodie they are, keep in mind that they fucked a pillow. Hard and wet.

I'm trying to figure out who must be the champion, the ultimate pillow fucker. The fandom suggests that it's Swerve. But is it just because you guys like him being a loser who never gets any?

I was thinking about Whirl cuckolding Tailgate by getting it on with Cyclonus, but since I hate Tailgate it feels best for me to just take it as a starting point that Cygate just didn't work as a relationship. (Un)fortunately, it just happens. So it could be a cure for a broken heart that Whirl's proposing. Just a good casual, buddy-on-buddy fuck. What an excuse for him to shove his long ridged spike in the sad old goth. His goose neck is just made for him to stretch and twist it to peak on what's going on down there. Cyclonus makes quite a picture with his red optics flashing dimly, his plating bristling with the intensity of Whirl spiking him. Whirl may start some smug line, something about a hole being able to take more damage than a fragile spark, but Cyclonus quickly shuts him up by clawing on his frame and thrusting his hips upward HARD. Bonus if Cyclonus squirts, which has not happened for a long time, probably since Galvatron last layed his touch on him.

Why I don't like MTMTE Tailgate

At first I liked his character arc due to its fridge horror. See, a young bot with a freshly ignited spark, ready to hop on a big adventure and see the world with wide-open eyes... and he just trips, and he falls, and he wakes up to find himself transformed in his bed into a monstrous vermin into a fossil who missed all of the world-shuttering events. History is made, the world is now full of heroes of all sorts: Optimus, Ultra Magnus, Rodimus, even Whirl's made a name for himself. And in this realm of heroes Tailgate is nobody. Senior Shit Manager.

James Roberts dangled the carrot with the "Tailgate learning about the factions" plot, I was so ready for him to learn about the complexity of war, its causes and effects. And what I got? Autobots good, Decepticons bad, my ass. And even this gets thrown outta the window when it's Megatron's time to be the good guy. Yeah, it's just a minor plot in the complex narrative, I wouldn't complain if Tailgate himself was likeable.

He's not. Tailgate lacks qualities that I personally find endearing or charismatic, both in real and fictional personalities. He's just annoying, his naivety ends up merged into narrow-mindedness.

And holy shit, how MANIPULATIVE he is. He shamelessly manipulates Cyclonus into a romantic relationship with him. Cyclonus, whose traumatic experience includes being mind-controlled and made to, by his own words, hurt Cybertron. Keep in mind, Cyclonus is the biggest patriot their civilization has ever know, I can't imagine how much pain it caused him, all because of being manipulated. 

Tailgate causes an enormous clusterfuck of problems by letting himself be drawn into Getaway's scheme. Because of what? Because Cyclonus refused to date him and share his innermost energon! And what happens after Getaways's mutiny when Tailgate somehow gets away (lol)? Cyclonus shares his innermost energon so the damned fool can get his fill and STOP screwing it up. And what does Tailgate do? He wears it like a fucking bibelot and BRAGS about Cyclonus now being his boyfriend like it's his thesis defense in pickupology and nothing more. That's gross, man.

Yeah, Cyclonus may have a neglected case of emotional constipation and a fear of intimacy. So what? Does it mean he must be forced to open up and be dragged into an exclusive relationship when he's not ready? He clearly has a thing for Tailgate, he's in love, but what Tailgate does is abuse it. 

James Roberts, too, loves Tailgate. He gives him new superpowers, some spotlights even though what I found interesting to explore about Tailgate is lost. Characters that I find more likeable got killed off, their arcs aborted, and this "fandom marshmallow" stays to annoy me. Thank you very much.

I can't deny how important Tailgate is for Cyclonus, both story and character wise. Cyclonus loves him more than anything, and he gets better through this love. It's Cyclonus' side that works a miracle, so I don't find Cygate a complete waste of comic book ink, even though it makes me cringe. So, outside of the comic, Cygate is my NOTP, I prefer to avoid it in my reading and, since I write, my writing. It's a little sad how much fan content is not for me because of it, but there's still plenty that amuses and pleases me.