"After all, it's not like Fort Max can get it back

This dude would awaken kinks I never knew I had if I ever fucked him. I'm talking all the fucked up works; bondage and vore just off the top of my head, I am a sensitive person that can't handle any pain but this dude would leave so many bruises I'd look like a peach, he'd fuck me senseless and I'd love every second. I would be an entirely different person by the first 4 hours and probably never be the same again. This dude bites to hold and pins you in a mating press there is nothing this fucker won't do to you or be against he would love anything. There isnt anything that doesn't get him off.

This man is turned on by everything.

This man is turned on by nothing.

Because we can’t all just put brains in jars to see how they tick.

♦ - HOARD - something that is precious to them ✿ - DECAY - an old memory, from childhood perhaps ⚔ - DUEL - a meeting or relationship that was important to them ♥ - STAKED - a jarring event, something that changed their life/outlook ∇ - TOMBSTONE - who they are versus who they appear to be ☼ - DAYSTAR - a secret they don’t want coming to light ☂ - THUNDERSTORM - a difficult or miserable time in their life ⚖ - SCALES - how well they balance their good and bad impulses ϟ - LIGHTNING - something they thought they’d left in the past, returned ☢ - BIOHAZARD - the most dangerous thing about them to others ♬ - DIRGE - a habit, hobby, or obsession they can’t seem to shake ■ - LAIR - where they live, work, or spend most of their time ☠ - DEATH - the closest it’s come to touching their life

I drew this and everyone has to see it

(And I'm making these and I'm asking that you see it too! I'm going to have these on Pre-order for the next little while so if you like enamel pins I'd love if you checked them out!)

“Mmm, hello, cute thing.” The giant mech half mumbles, and arm wrapped loosely around the seeker’s chassis, a helm buried into their shoulder.

“What did I do to get so close to a thing like you, hm?”

Your character wakes up next to mine in the same bed after a night of drinking. Put your reaction in my inbox!

The ninja lightly drummed this talons on the Phase Sixer's chassis idly. Still in a bit of a lull after getting over charged the night before. The seeker's wings flickered in thought as he grinned at Overlord. Oh he was well aware of who this mech was. Few mech's hadn't heard of Overlord. Such was his reputation that it even reached his audials.

"Mmm~ Maybe it was that 10th glass of Energex we had." He replied giving the big bad murder mech a light nuzzle. "Or the target you took out for me before that. You really, took his breath away." He chuckled recalling how the deadly mech he was in the berth with had literally ran his fist through the target he was going to kill and crushed the guy's spark casing.

“That was a hell of a night, and that’s only from what little I remember.” Overlord chuckles, taking in their partner’s figure and form, and very little dragging a digit over the seeker’s wings.