Oops, Elden Ring Obsession Took Over And Thought Magnus Might Look Cool As A Knight

Mayhaps a further explanation please, ditheringtouhoufan? I am intrigued

Y’all what if TFP Ultra Magnus was like Shuhua from (G)I-DLE while he was still Optimus’ trainee??

Got more progress!!

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I'm prepping a new Ultra Magnus centric fanfic. Well... kinda Ultra Magnus centric, but it's a lovely AU that no one, I mean absolutely no one except myself, asked for. Legit just Ultra Magnus being a femme instead but not a soul knows minus his creators that I made two femmes for this story that is only vaguely mentioned and only I know that his carrier knows. She a thick lady so she can carry. I'll post the ao3 link once I finish it in my notes and hopefully be able to proofread it.

Wish I could have a beta reader, but I'm broke

The story is gonna be called "The Ultra in Ultra Magnus". If anyone has a decent summary or is willing to help me make a summary, you can DM me or email me at: athena.alphea@gmail.com

If it's anything else, I will delete and ignore the message, just fyi. Anyways, have a lovely day :3

Yum

Not the magnus anon, consider, ultra magnus orgy with Predaking, Optimus, and Wheeljack.

Maybe he gets sparked 👀

Big, heavy, refineries. Also babies. Full of babies. Between Optimus' breeding kink and Predakings probable breeding kink(at the very leat repopulating his species) and wheeljack definitely being a kinmy fucker. He is fucked out and full of transfluid.

Who r u and how TF did you get my notes app!!!!! 🫣🫣🫣 Akkslqkakskwwaaa Am I that obvious!?!??! 😭 Breeding kink so strong it shines through da goddamn blog 😔😔

Okay but idea: instead of Ultra Magnus, Wheeljack and Predaking fighting, it devolves into an orgy 😳😳 maybe predakings in rut or something, he's obv pissed at losing the rest of the predacons, but luckily for him he's got a nice big bot in front of him perfect for breeding.

They do fight of course, well, Wheeljack and Ultra Magnus think they're fighting but Predakings trying to get a perceived rival (Wheeljack) out of the way long enough for him to claim Ultra Magnus. Wheeljack gets thrown into the wall and gets back up just in time to see Predaking fingering Ultra Magnus open, just enough prep so Ultra Magnus can take the heads of both of his spikes.

^wheeljack trying to figure what he's supposed to do, he just gained respect for Ultra Magnus and now realized he ALSO wants to fuck him

Maybe fucking you mate on top of your defeated 'rival' is some kinda instinctive predacon thing 🤭🤭

Optimus comes back to check on them and make sure Wheeljack and UM are okay, and instead walks in on Ultra Magnus being spit roasted, covered in paint transfers that make it clear Wheeljack and Predaking have both fucked him multiple times. Optimus and ultra Magnus have been dancing around a whole 'thing' since Magnus landed on earth, so of course he's going to want Optimus to take a turn filling him up with transfluid.

They ground bridge back to base later like "surprise! New dragon autobot :)" and the kids are distracted enough by a cool ass dragon transformers they don't notice Ultra Magnus hiding away until the transfluid bump goes away. But it turns out with three attentive sires, the bump doesn't go away. In fact, Ultra Magnus just gets bigger as the sparklings of a prime and a huge predacon (and Wheeljack's tiny bitty that was kinda a surprise cause she was hiding behind her siblings in the scans) grow inside him. Poor Magnus 🤭🤭🤭

(also poor fowler, having to deal with these horny robots having BABIES. Maybe him and June can have a nice date night to make up for it lol)

I might go with something different, but I would like to hear others opinions to help

@manhattan-gamestop couldn't find the post so I screenshoted it. Uh anyways

NEW TF OC ALERT!!!!

Here's extra info:

That and he's besties w/ Smokescreen bc yes. I don't have a name so I am open to suggestions! Comments or asks, but if you suggest in my ask box, I might forget so kinda have to link it in your ask or just give a shot description bc my brain is fried from Transformers brainrot

EDIT: fully colored

Didn't sign it yet in this pic but anyways-

Those lines on his face are scars, left from trying to kiss a wolfdog with more wolf than dog and it nipped, and the right from a glass bottle shattering on the right side of his face from a party. He's like, sixteen and seven months older than Jack. Junior in high school, 5'4, thrives on androgyny and never stays on one side. One day there's a fem touch, the next he's twice as masc than the fem day. But he'll always perpetually have his nails painted because he likes it.

Also, lore nugget, when he first becomes friends with Smokescreen, with all the talk from Arcee, Optimus and other skilled soldiers in Team Prime talking about potential he has that just needs guidance, he starts a GAINT ASS PAINTING that could be hung up like a picture to a Cybertronian and he spends all of his extra time, losing sleep and always sore from the work, making a painting of Smokescreen in battle as a sort of motivation for Smokescreen to work hard to be who he could be. He even spent time studying the physics of energon just so it's realistic. He spent over a year making that painting using various mediums like oil paint, acrylic, spray paint, watercolor, gouache, and for tiny little details, even used nail polish. And he has a part-time job as well and used his money and previously saved money from other jobs (mainly under-the-table jobs) to buy all these materials. He had to borrow the spare ladder from his construction guy neighbor. And it was all worth it to see the blue and yellow rookie absolutely amazed, jumping up and down, by such a painting made by such a teeny human. He held him so he can use a silver colored spray paint to sign the large painting before showing it off to Team Prime.

Kinktober Day 2: Sex Machine (TFP Ultra Magnus)

Word Count: 729

TFP Ultra Magnus X GN Cybertronian Reader

18+ tags: Teasing, orgasm denial, sex machine, and dom/sub.

Read more below the cut!

It was only a little mistake that lead to this scene laid out before you.

Ultra Magnus, Commander of the Autobots, laid on his front aft up and his legs spread to allow his valve to be accessed with ease. You stood off to the side of the berth where Magnus laid face down on. The machine positioned just behind him was prepped and read, the false spike on it was shiny with lube and charged for the session. All that was left as to prepare your lovely Commander for the machine.

Your servo cupped his valve, your digits just barely dipping into his hole teasing the sopping wet, twitching walls. A low groan answered your teasing, his optics shuddering as his frame slowly relaxed at the feeling of finally being touched. His plating shuddered as your digits slowly made a circular motion around the rim and tracing around the edge with a grin growing across your faceplate. Optics focused on his expression for any sign he was uncomfortable.

“Does that feel good, Commander?” You purred, your digits pushing further into him earning a loud grunt before an annoyed growl rumbled his chassis as he glared at you from the side, his optics flashing a warning look your way.

“Watch yourself, soldier.” He grunts. You ignored it and hummed with a grin as your digits move within him. You focus back on your digits start to make a come here motion within him to stroke the walls, searching for that patch where it would drive him crazy. The curling motions continued, pulling lewd noises from your commander as you searched for that one spot that would get his engine revving.

You only knew you had hit your target when his engine sputtered and the mech jolted against the berth, his thighs clamped down around your servo and he tensed as he moaned. His body shuddering as your digits continue to pleasure the Commander, rubbing against the spot that made his frame twitch and moan lewdly against the berth as your digits pulled explicit sounds from a mech who usually barely made any sound at all.

“Are you getting close, sir?” You tease the mech, feelings his valve constrict and pull you in further as he was building towards an overload. He didn't respond except with a grunt, you want to scold him for not using his words but decide that you could let him off the hook just once, for now.

You could feel his walls pulsing as he was getting closer and as he was getting towards the end of his building charge you removed your digits. The mech whined, yes whined, at the emptiness within his valve. His helm turned to look at you, offended and confused.

“Who said you could stop?” He growled. You simply smirked in return and answered his question with the machine whirring to life.

“I said so.” You reply, your servos grab his hips and position him perfectly for the false spike to catch. It entered with little issue as it was guided inside of him and the mech tensed as a rumble passed through his chassis. His engine hiccuping as the machine started to thrust without any resistance and filled his valve up. It started off slow, you wanted to savor his reactions to it as it slowly bobbed in and out of his pretty red and blue folds.

You waited until you could tell he was getting impatient. He turned to you and started to speak, “Will you stop teasing me and go fas- MNHAA~”

His vocalizer crackled as the speed turned up and started to thrust relentlessly inside of the mech. He gripped the berth below him and pushed his aft up closer to it as it hit deep inside of him. Each thrust of the false spike brought out a symphony of moans from the Commander as his intake hung open. Solvent drooled from his gaped expression and optics hazy as the overload he was denied earlier was growing stronger with each powerful thrust inside of him.

He could feel that coil about to snap when the machine stopped suddenly. His optics snap open and look at you with a desperation in which you return his look with a smug one. “Only good boys get to overload Commander. You're going to have to earn it.”

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