Hi! I was wondering if it'd be possible to get something with Thundercracker. Maybe Needy or Touch.
Maybe toy with the idea of seekers having heat cycles and he's just struggling to not pounce the reader. But he's also a massive bottom. I need that mech WHIMPERING for release.
Have this art I had commissioned by my lovely adopted online son @uglycupidd of my sona and Earthspark Thundercracker.
Thank you!
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Needy-Heat
ES Thundercracker x Reader
ā¢ Youāre right there. And completely unaware of what youāre doing to him as you lay in the sun wearing less than normal. Itās probably good that you havenāt caught on to the fact that heās on edge and frustrated, plating heating. That heās aching with the need to claim you. Had known his rut was coming and heād expected some discomfort and some self servicing until it passed. What he hadnāt expected was to trigger on you since youāre not Cybertronian. To ache to claim you. Wings flicking, he canāt stop staring. Wanting.
ā¢ Hearing him rumbling, your head lifts. Because heās just frowning seriously down at you, wings lifted aggressively. And heās turning away when you meet his optics, growling irritably. āEverything okay?ā You ask and he looks back at you, plating ruffling. āNo,ā he snarls, voice gruffer than normal. Did you do something to upset him? Canāt think of anything you might have done, though. āCan I help?ā
ā¢ Youāre not Cybertronian and heās not human, but would it really be so obscene to spend his rut inside you? Itās not like heās xenophobic and he likes you. Considers you a friend. And heās hurting to get some relief when he knows his own hand will just leave him more frustrated and needy. Growling as he mass shifts, his wings flare out. Showing off as his biolights cycle. Because once he decided on you, thereās no going back. āYeah,ā he growls, easing down on his knees straddling you and your scent shifts to make him groan, his spike nearly releasing immediately.
ā¢ āIām hurting. Youāre needing,ā he growls as his biolights keep cycling to draw your eye distractingly to his modesty plating. āWe could help each other out.ā Is he talking about what you hope heās talking about? Flustered as he slowly eases back to sit in a crouch, he vents. āIāll beg if thatās what you need,ā he adds on a growl, mouth opening and you sit up to press a palm over his lips. āDonāt tell me no,ā he says, the words muffled as his lips brush against your hand. Heart racing as you study his handsome face, you have no idea what prompted this, but itās not like you havenāt been fantasizing about him.
ā¢ āOkay,ā you whisper and he growls, easing back to sit and dragging you on top of him. āSo I donāt hurt you by accident,ā he murmurs, though really he wants you to ride him. To claim him as yours. Prefers to watch. To touch. Spike releasing to pressurize, his hips lift slightly. āBe as rough as you want, just let me overload inside you,ā he adds, hating the desperate hunger in his own voice. But he needs this. Knows itās the only thing that will take the edge off of his rut. And youāre obviously flustered, staring at his spike as his biolights pulse and slick beads at the head.
ā¢ Body flushing, you start stripping and his hands smooth over you, exploring lazily. Those rumbling, animalistic growls heās making string you tight as you straddle him and rock yourself against his spike. And his optics are hooded as he watches you. āTake me,ā he groans and you catch his spike to guide him to you, thighs trembling at the faint burn as you rolls your hips. Feeling him stretch you as he sinks deep once you relax. His big hands cup your waist as you moan and your hips roll. āThis good?ā You ask breathlessly and his hips lift slightly under you to make you grab at his hands for balance. āJust like that. Donāt stop,ā he groans, head back.
ā¢ Knew youād feel amazing, all slick heat wrapped around his spike. Rumbling aggressively, he watches you lift up and sink back down, hips rolling as you take all of him and he canāt look away from his spike disappearing inside you. Groaning as his hips lift to meet you, those needy sounds youāre making have him winding up. Have him close. And once isnāt going to be enough. Knows heās going to carry you back to his berth and keep you there until his rut is over. Fill you over and over until you know youāre his. Because heās keeping you. Feels you begin to tremble, whimpering his name and his servos flex on your hips. Helping you keep riding him as he groans until youāre fisting him and heās shuddering as he overloads.
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Rewatching ES and thinking about Hashtag and Thundercracker bonding over making movies.
If we got TC in Earthspark, and ignored what s2 and s3 did to the decepticons' character development, imagine them creating films together!!
TC being the screenwriter, Hashtag recording, them both directing together <333 Girl dad Starscream making sure his new daughter is bonding with his trine
I think perfection au!Skywarp would be a kinda evil guy in ES
Likeā I established that he kinda trades away the lives of bots later on and gets paid through not *great* means to do Decepticon/Autobot favors, but imagine AFTER the war
Boy is left there basically to rot and get his wires chewed on by squirrels
But all of a sudden, a loophole appears
Hashtag wasnāt built or fixed by Skywarp. The two have no connection. But as a certain Disney villain once said, āyouāre in my world now, not your worldā and unluckily for Hashtag, someone is waiting on the other side of that digital plane
So obviously Skywarp is no longer part of the trine that follows Starscream around. Obviously.
Thundercracker pays Skywarp visits, but heās very busy helping humans and caring for Buster. Skywarp only really cares about Buster, but thereās only so much a dog can do to be entertaining.
But when Hashtag open that window into the digital realm of space that Skywarp has been stuck in, of COURSE he has to do something. And do something he shall.
And letās just say, Hashtag gets possessed (pt II) by Teletran One. Or the bot in charge of it.
And, inevitably, the Maltos and Autobots have to seek out Starscream, the one bot who truly understands and *KNOWS* what happened to Skywarp.
And of course, Starscream has to face the consequences of his actions and decide whether to run, like the coward always does, or stand up to protect a spark like heās never had the courage to do so before.
