baiku replied to your post: imagine starscream poking 2 holes in a…

that’shot. BUT WHAT IF HE MAKES JUST A REALLY SMALL HOLE IN THE BOTTOM, just big enough for everything inside to flow into his mouth and he LEAVES THE EGG THERE. And then the parents just be like “why isn’t it hatching?” and they check it over and…

OH MY GOD.

starscream hears them from another part of the ship and starts snickering with his yolk moustache

I found this fic where cybertronians lay eggs in little secret nests, apparently some bots eat babyeggs and it mentions that starscream definitely does and I can’t stop thinking about this. I can’t stop thinking about that motherfucker skulking around looking for people’s eggs so he can fucking eat them

think about it. think about knockout trying to chase him down after he finds starscream creeping around on the nemesis on an egg-quest. he screams that he’s got a problem, starscream shrieks back that he does NOT. knockout finally pins him to a wall and starscream just breaks down, crying into his sticky, roboyolk-stained claws.

he does have a problem.

newvagabond:

Nonsticky Cybertronian masturbation is amazing. Scratching plating, digging their own fingers into seams and straining wiring within. Rumbling their engine, shoving wings against anything hot or vibrating, wrenching open paneling just to be able to scratch against circuit boards and see stars. Energy field manipulators. Charge toys they can create a feedback loop with, ripping data and shooting it back as fast as they turn the dial until they go into system overload and their scorching frames release static in a loud, satisfying crackle. Little arcs of energy continue to jump about their frame as they ride down their overload.

baiku replied to your post: on the one hand, the way people tend t…

WOW THIS IS HOW I FEEL ALL OF THE TIME. ALS OHOW THE FUCK ARE WE GOING TO BLUEBALL THEM ETC THIS IS A FLAW IN BALL-LESS DESIGNS

all day I’ve been thinking about this crack-team of lab-coated specialists with clipboards running around a meeting-room full of whiteboards, cross-checking all these different robodick diagrams and getting more and more aggravated

“how do you put in the balls”

“where are the balls”

WHERE ARE THE GOD-DAMNED BALLS

after talking to bird dad, I can’t stop noticing how nobody doing furry stuff knows what a cloaca is

why can’t you make this porn featuring sentient, anthropomorphic birds and reptiles more realistic

why do you hate america