Piss Is Good

Pokémon SW/SH Memes Part:4

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Hello! Can I request some cuddling hc's with Rung and Ravage? I've been feeling very touch starved lately so kinda need it. Thank you for all your writings, they are really good. (sorry for bad grammar, English is not my native language)

Thank you so much for the kind words! I’m glad people care for my writing, and it’s ok! English isn’t my main either, and your English was beautiful my friend!

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Ravage! & Rung! X Reader!Cuddling HC’s;

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He is not the type to cuddle much, well...that’s what others think.

He has had a horrible past, and knows what it’s like to be touch-starved, so you better expect random cuddles; behind closed doors of course.

Most cuddles happen at night; mainly around 2am. He will always find a way into your habsuite, not matter what. His favorite way in is through the vents.

He’ll sneak towards your birth and jump on up, waking you up in the process due to the birth dipping down under his weight.

You’ll be shocked at first but will slowly relax at the sight of him. He will move up close to you, mumbling a “Sorry” under his breath as he moves to your side and rests his head on his front paws.

It’s best that you don’t say anything, knowing he didn’t like to talk to much in the early morn, so you remain quiet and lay back down; moving to his side and wrapping an arm around his large frame.

Don’t be surprised if you hear purring if your rubbing in between his ears, just don’t mention it or he will stop.

He does this a lot, but, if you are feeling in a bad mood; no matter what time of the day or who is around; he will carry you gently in his jaws and place you somewhere before he curls around you.

He makes sure you know how important you are to him, trust me. If anyone talks smack to you, they are dead. Literally dead. He will even snap at Megatron is he says anything mean about you, but luckily, you two get along very well.

He always sleeps in your room; unless you say you want to sleep alone; but that’s rare.

He loves to wrap his tail around you and carry you like that, it’s just his thing.

He will drop everything for you, no matter what. He is a great Mechfriend, never leave him.

Rung:

This godly boy is so fucking touch-starved. Please hold him.

With him dealing with his own anxiety and the problems of his patients, he really struggles.

He will most likely come to you in the early morning; later that Ravage would; at around 6-7am. He would be very polite about it and will only enter your hadsuite if you already awake and if you say he can. He can handle you saying no or still being asleep, he’ll just come back later.

He is a very silent cuddler, mainly just enjoying the silence while he listens to your heartbeat. You also enjoy listening to his, it calms you down from any stress.

Sometimes, he’ll bring you to his patients, knowing that with the power of your cuddles, will cheer anyone up!

He had a little couch in his office and will often find you there, snuggling up against the pillows and blankets he somehow got for you. He loves seeing you like that, it’s just so cute!

He will always find an excuse to cuddle with you; “I’m just feeling down today.”, “Oh, my back hurts, but nothing that cuddles can’t fix!”, “Y/N, are you feeling alright?” (“Yes I’m f-“) “Nonsense, you need cuddles right away!”, etc.

Some days when your feeling down, he’ll even cancel appointments (If the patient says it’s ok, which they always do) and stay in your habsuite in his holoform all day.

He loves your attention so much, it’s almost sad, but he cares for you very much, never forget that.

you grew up a legolas girlie? how’s that bisexuality treating you?

Transformers Memes:

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I got super popular doing this with the Pokémon fandom so...let’s see how well it does here. If it does well, I might make a part two! I have 214+ images in a folder on my phone. I wish to share them with the world. (50+ notes and I’ll make a part two)

All credit goes to the original creators!

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You are fast, but Snom is faster-

The world is my oyster and I have a shellfish allergy

‘Nuff said.

Guys I’m updating this right now. Stay tuned for a part two with updated rankings and new shockwaves!

Rating Shockwaves based on how much I’d like them to take me on a date.

For experiment purposes of course-

Number 9.

Shockblast: Transformers Energon

Rating: 1/10

Reasoning: He is very… destructive. He has a bad attitude and sounds like he just had 23 pounds of black tar heroin. I wouldn’t mind sitting down and getting to know him but, I don’t think I’d last 12 seconds around this emotional wreck of a mech.

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Number 8:

Shockwave: BayVerse: Dark of the Moon

Rating: 3/10

Reasoning: I wouldn’t mind going out to dinner with him but if he brings his pet, I’m out of there. If he could speak more English instead of mumbling Cybertronian, we might get somewhere. He doesn’t look very cuddly so, I can’t see us vibing on the couch anytime soon.

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Number 7.

Shockwave; IDW Comics

Rating: 3.5/10

Reasoning: Scary. I like bots like that but this is… scary on another level. In my opinion, he was one of the most fearful Shockwaves that I’ve seen. I’m sure he is a nice person deep down, but for now, I’ll just get a coffee with him.

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Number 6.

Shockwave; KnightVerse

Rating: 4/10

Reasoning: We don’t know much about him, having only heard him speak once or maybe twice but, I will go on a date with him. Can I sit in his lap? Yes? Awesome. I think we would have an ok time, though it would be awkward. If it goes well, I’d go on a few more with him, and he does look better than BayVerse shockwave so, maybe we can cuddle?

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Number 5.

Shockwave; WFC

Rating: 5.5/10

Reasoning: Hear me out. He seems like a cool guy. In the Show, you can see him flinching from Megatron quite a lot, making me thing he isn’t as ‘emotionless’ as he says in the show. I’d love to go out with him, and I think we would both have a great time.

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Number 4.

Shockwave; G1

Rating: 7/10

Reasoning: Cuddle bug. He is such a dork and a dumbass, I love him so much. We would have a great time just going out and getting coffee or maybe going to the library. G1, if you see this, call me🥺.

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Number 3.

Shockwave; CyberVerse

Rating: 8/10

Reasoning: Very angry man. I’d want to take him out to just let him get rid of some of that stress, like seriously. Poor fucking dude. I feel like he would have a lot of emotional issues so we would stay up late and watch the stars, venting to each other. He would love cuddles, but not around other people.

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Number 2.

Shockwave; Animated

Rating: 10/10

Reasoning: HUMP ME, FUCK ME, DADDY BETTER MAKE ME CHOKE. I love him so much honestly. His little deer antlers 🥺🥺. Please take me on a date, or 2, or 40, or just marry me please? I love how he openly laughs in the show and how stupid he is. In a cute way of course.

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Number 1:

Shockwave; TFP

Rating: 10/10

Reasoning: Do I really need to explain myself? Animated has the most emotional Shockwave but Prime has the most expressive one. I’d love to sit down with him somewhere and play with his little ear fins. I’d love to stay up late by his side and watch him work for hours on end.

A Little Too Late. Right? (1/?)

Right??

Yes, I had to re-upload this due to internet and spelling errors. I hope you guys enjoy it, but a warning; it’s sad. I also gave it a new title.

If you have recently experienced self-destructive thoughts, or have hurt yourself, please reachout to someone. we all love you, I love you, your friends and family love you, so please don’t hurt or think badly about yourself! If you think you have no one to talk too, then please come to me. I’ll drop whatever I’m doing to help you/get you the help you need. You’re not a burden, and never will be. No matter your age, gender, sexuality, race, etc, you are loved, even if you don’t believe it. so please; reach out to someone, or reach out to me, and I promise, you’ll feel better.

Warnings: Self-Harm Mention, Self-Destructive Behavior, Heavy Angst, Pissed Off Jetstorm, Depressed Jetfire, Forest Fires, and Burnt Bodies (Kinda)

Note: Emergency requests are now open. If you need something written for mental health, those will be the first ones to get done before any other requests.

Molten ash.

      It was all that Jetfire could see through the hazed smoke, faint crackling filling his audio receptors. Where was he? Who was he? What happened? Questions threw themselves inside his pounding processors as he winced sharply. He made no move to get up, not knowing the damage his body had taken. He exhaled roughly, his chest aflame from the surrounding heat. He was going to die here. And…he was ok with that. He hated that he was ok with that, knowing he should be strong as a member of the Elite Guard but, where were they? He saw no sign of them. He didn’t blame them, they probably wanted this. He wasn’t much help, he only caused destruction. What kind of a useful weapon is fire anyway?? Did he cause this? Did he cause his own death? A staticked chuckle pushed itself past his burnt metal lips. He deserved this didn’t he? Jetstorm didn’t need him, he was always great on his own; he didn’t need him. Jetfire’s flickering optics looked around him. He was surrounded by wild flames but past that, he could see trees, or… what was left of them. Tall burnt, shriveled sticks laid where lush green trees used to stand. He laid on a ground of wet mud, as the flames around him melted any remaining snow in the area. His optics dulled. So…he did do this. He could feel coolant try to fall from his wet optics but it would simply evaporate. The flames seemed to rise, knowing his emotions and feelings; after all, he did make them; and they crept closer to his frame. “I”. His voice couldn’t seem to work, making him frown. “I be sorry”. He pushed through the pain of his burning throat, even though it was begging to not be used, begging for recovery. “I be sorry brother”. His Russian accent almost seemed to melt away, taking his voice box with it. The pain was unbearable, but shouldn’t he be used to it? After all the things he had done to himself, why did this hurt the most? His chest tightened around his spark, almost feeling as though it began crushing it. He groaned. It hurt. It hurt so fucking much. But, he knew he deserved it. Didn’t he? He had to, right? It didn’t matter. He was going to finally die, and nothing could stop that. He looked at himself, using all the strengthen left to lift his head up. Both of his legs had burnt cabling jetting out of them, and sparks flying. His hands where as dark as soot, creating black streaks on his body and the surrounding ground around him. All white on his beautiful frame was now a dark, murky, deep grey. And his Autobot insignia. It was melted, fused to his chest plate. On the ground around him was bright pink Energon, some of it even boiling. He was a fucking mess. “I was so sure”. He smiled at the hazy sky before shutting his eyes for the last time.

     His body shook, tears dripping out of his bright blue optics. Jazz held him close, stroking his back comfortingly while glancing at Sentinal Prime, who was looking down; grief lacing his faceplate. “I-“. The Prime hesitated. “I don’t know what we can do”. The crying mech glanced furiously at him, his teeth moving into a snarl. “What?! What you mean you don’t know what we can do?!” Jetstorm clawed at his helm, placing scratches in it. “We don’t know where he went. He was out of control”! The prime persuaded the young bot, knowing anything else he could say wound make him snap. “Brother is out there”! Jetstorm choked oh his dripping tears as Jazz patting his back slightly to help him. Sentinal Prime looked at his cremate, not knowing what to do in a situation like this. “Jetstorm I-”. The furious blue mech interrupted him. “Please…Don’t tell me anything”. His voice was now much calmer as he sobbed openly. “I will go find Jetfire, With or without your help”. He pushed himself away from Jazz and ran out of the ship before transforming quickly and jetting off, as fast as he could possibly go. The air was cold, yes, but he couldn’t give two flying shits. He needed Jetfire. He needed his twin. Jetstorm knew that he would never forgive himself if he allowed Jetfire to offline himself. But…what if he was too late? Despite being in jet mode, coolant still fell from his optics. He sped up, not caring about any of the sleeping humans below. He needed to find his twin. He blasted through the city, advancing to the full forest past Lake Erie.  He didn’t know how far he traveled, but it felt like it took him years just to leave the city. Jetstorm’s thoughts where full of hatred. All words himself. He could have been there. He SHOULD have been there. But he wasn’t. His brother was out there; in the freezing frost; hurt and full of self-hatred. He needed his brother. And his brother needed him.

     The flight was long, too long before Jetstorm could see smoke in the distance, causing his to go at full blast. Before he knew it, a puff of smoke became hungry flames, reaching high into the air. He transformers quickly, hitting the earth hard before looking around at the hissing inferno. His breaths where frantic. This had to be his doing. It HAD to! Coolant stained his cheek as he moved hand up, before sending a powerful blast of a water cyclone at the flames, extinguishing a few of them. He did this a few times, checking every spot he could. He wouldn’t give up, but there was no sign of his beloved brother.  That was, until he stepping something. He slowly looked down and lifted his foot. He let out a chocked sob as pink Energon coated his ped. He set is foot down, and looked around ferociously until his eyes fell on a sigh that he wished he never saw. Jetfire laid on the muddy ground, none of his colors where even recognizable as he was covered in scorched soot. Jetstorm sprinted to his brother and slid on his knees to the burnt frame. “B-brother”? His voice was barely above a whisper as he went to go touch him, but froze, hands above his twin’s chest, feeling the heat radiating off of his frame. “Poor b-brother”. His sobs returned as he laid his helm on his twin’s chest, and sobbed into it. He was too late. He had failed himself but most importantly, he had failed Jetfire. “Brother, I am of the sorry”! He sobbed and sobbed, till he couldn’t sob anymore. He kept his helm on his brother and heaved a quivered sigh as loose tears washed away a bit of soot on Jetfire’s frame. His brother was gone. Gone forever.

Ba-dum

“W-what”?

Ba-dum

Jetstorm froze before placing his audio fin over the center of his brother’s chest.

Ba-dum

Was it?

Ba-dum

It was!

     A spark beat filled his ears, causing him to burst into tears again, but not from sadness. Oh no, not from sadness at all.  Jetstorm pulled his brother’s limp body into his arms and sobbed. He was alive. Jetfire was alive. “T-thank t-the All S-Spark”! The fire that used to surround the twins had died down, now only weak little flames, being extinguished  quickly by the snow that began to fall. He scooped his brother up gently in his arms and used one hand to comm Sentinal. Moments later, a swirl of blue and green appeared, and Jetstorm heaved a sigh. “Brother, we be heading home”.

I’m fucking cackling

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