TF Whump fics

How to treat your miniaturized archenemy

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In this Shattered Glass AU, Dee never received a Prime T-Cog(cuz the corpses in the cave didnt have their cogs). Instead, during his time with the High Guard before taking down the council, he had used their resources with Shockwave and Starscream’s help turned his idea of an artificial T-Cog into reality.

Orion wasn't on board with the idea as he didn't believe that it was something that could be replicated(was very impressed when dee had succeeded in making one)

Also heres a bonus of big wife holding small wife:

Date/Artist unknown, scanned from a selection of 60s/80s SM mag scraps.

Smut zine 2025 is available!

I haven't used this site before so I hope all goes well.

This is a zine collection of my 2025 Patreon smut drawings. uwu

happy valentines my loves enjoy some megop valentineformers

Content: restraints, classic tied-to-a-chair vibe, defiant/scared whumpee

The shock as captive realizes their hands are bound.

The flinch-like jerk against the bonds.

And another, harder jerk, just to make sure they felt that right. Shit, they did.

Panic rising, tendons standing out on their neck as they try to subtly look around for their captor, or maybe some way of escape

Wondering if screaming will do any good. Too choked up to try.

Leaning forward angrily when their captor shows up

having a ride~

gotta try out that t-cog upgrade 🙏‼️

I've been iffy about posting this one, it's not at all like what I would prefer to make. So...obviously this isn't just a trans allegory. I mean I would love to be able to be a nightmarish eldritch creature of flesh and metal, but that's not the main point of these renderings.

I'm tired of insatiable greed dominating the world. I'm tired of being squeezed for more and more while making less and less. I'm tired of not even being able to help everyone I care about, let alone my broader community.