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Thero
@deedeesaurus.bsky.social
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look I dunno man theres smut so I guess this is where I am now. 30+ thats all you get
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deedeesaurus.bsky.social
Who want's Megatronus Prime/Megatron smut! You do! Chapter 3 is here! There's also linked art by @teogobrr.bsky.social inspired by chapter 2! Link below! #maccadam #valveplug #megamegs thats the pairing name I don't care shhhh
“A reward?” The energon in his lines flows quicker at the suggestion, warmth rushing through him as Megatronus all but purrs behind him. The oil ripples at the vibrations, and Megatron’s vents hitch when the cloth is all but abandoned in place of heavy servos squeezing at his hips. “I’ve been waiting to do this, ever since you plucked me up and pressed me within you.” The voice rumbles through him like a physical thing, just as heady as it always is. “Open your panels for me, Megatron. Allow me a chance to show you just what pleasures I can wring from your valve.”
March 10, 2026 at 10:12 PM
deedeesaurus.bsky.social
Happy new year! Have some #megop #valveplug to enjoy! Link below!
A New Mask to Hide Behind For a moment Optimus clearly thinks of not answering, of keeping his lips shut tight against the press of his digit. And then he responds anyway. “Hardly alone with a ship full of your loyal warriors Megatron, and we both know backup is at hand for a rescue.” Megatron hums his consideration, all too aware of the quick rescues the Autobots are fond of. His thumb slips into Optimus’ mouth and the fool has the gall to look surprised by it, as if he hadn’t allowed it. “Then I suppose I had make the best of it. I have a gift for you.” His thumb presses down on the slick glossa and he savours the wet heat of it for a moment before he moves it, jamming it between the raised edges of denta to pry open Optimus’ mouth wide. “Without your mask, you must be feeling so exposed, old friend. So I have a new one for you.” --- Megatron has a gift for Optimus. He hopes the Prime chokes on it, over and over again. He'll need the practice, after all.
December 31, 2025 at 10:01 PM
deedeesaurus.bsky.social
Alrighty i did the wrapped thingie for ao3, after a bit of trial and error...whoops? I eat words I guess.
December 7, 2025 at 7:36 PM
deedeesaurus.bsky.social
...Alright I got it working, I hadn't put in a page to stop at so it just kept going. Anyway look its you, you're right there :D
December 7, 2025 at 7:35 PM
deedeesaurus.bsky.social
WHO WANTS POLE DANCING OPTIMUS PRIME THAT'S RIGHT ITS YOOOOOOU! #megop #tfa #valveplug LINK BELOOOOWWW BABY #tfbb2025 @tfbigbang.bsky.social
The base thumps and the dancer drops, upside down faster than Megatron can blink and his legs are splayed wide, flashing the entire room with a view of his modesty panel and Megatron’s glass must have been faulty, the stem has snapped in his servo and he’s left holding the broken pieces with oil dripping over onto his digits. By the time he drags his optics back up to the stage, the dancer is on an entirely different pole, closer, his back to the audience of feral morons as he sways his aft enticingly over the pole in a motion Megatron’s targetting HUD tracks with near religious fervour. “Oh for sparks sake,” someone mutters beside him. He wastes no time putting his pede on Starscream’s chair and shoving it over backwards. --- On a neutral planet away from Autobot and Decepticon space, Optimus finds himself enjoying the work of a pole dancer once he turns down Ultra Magnus' generous offer. It's fun, he gets to set himself on fire, and his coworkers are pretty great too. And then deep space miner D-16 shows up. What's he supposed to do with a mech with gentle servos, uncountable scars, and a knack for poetry? Not fall for him? Oops.
November 5, 2025 at 7:15 PM
deedeesaurus.bsky.social
Snippet preview for my tf big bang piece, working with @zmaarfy.bsky.social as my beloved artist! TFA au, where Optimus rejects the Prime title and takes up a job a pole dancer on a neutral colony. You'll never believe which disguised Con drops by... @tfbigbang.bsky.social #megop
“If that happens, I’ll give you another dance. Might even make it free,” Optimus winks and he dares to lean in as though going for a kiss – only to pause just above D-16’s cheek. He kisses the air above it, admiring the darker paint that graced the edges of D-16’s sharply lined face. “Goodbye, D-16.” he murmurs to the hitch of fans and slides off his lap, heading for the door without looking back. Outside, he hurries to the dressing room, nodding to his coworkers as they pass by. Once inside he finds a bare patch of wall and leans against it, venting hard as he slowly slides down to puddle on the floor.
October 24, 2025 at 4:25 PM
deedeesaurus.bsky.social
Went to a local con, accidently adopted an old ambulance, a new truck, and some very small enemies to lovers #maccadam
a picture of alt mode transformers animated ratchet a picture of alt mode transformers animated soundwave a picture of a hand in which is held two very small non transformable toys of g1 megatron and optimus prime
June 28, 2025 at 4:31 PM
deedeesaurus.bsky.social
Every time I appraise my pokemon, I see his face...
#maccadam #pokemongo
A photo of a sketch of Rodimus Prime from Transformers in the same pose and with the same dialogue as Team Leader Spark from Pokemon Go. "Hey Magnus! You want me to check out your Empoleon? Your Empoleon is massive!"
May 13, 2025 at 10:12 PM
deedeesaurus.bsky.social
What's that? A Chapter 2 on the Megatronus Prime/Megatronus fic? GASP! The link is in the reply? EVEN MORE GASP! #valveplug #megamegs
Solid as Sand, Real as Dreams Thero (laraanita) Chapter 2 Summary: Megatron refuses to think further on that information. “He was in my way.” “Many are,” Megatronus agrees, and his helm tilts consideringly at Megatron. “I’ve decided what I wish to teach you this night.” Megatron’s plating rattles faintly, and even he is unsure if it's in fear or excitement. His fingers grip tight at his arms instead, grounding himself. “And that is?” Something about Megatronus’ optics makes Megatron think the Prime is smirking at him. “How to suck a spike.”
February 19, 2025 at 12:08 AM
deedeesaurus.bsky.social
So I figured I'd try this bluesky posting thing. Have a snippet for my upcoming ch2 of Megatronus Prime/Megatron, post tf1 :D If you want to read the first one, I'll link it below, I think I'm about halfway through typing it up rn. #maccadam #valveplug
Megatron’s gaze drops heavily back to the pelvic array before him, focusing on where the six lines of gold vanish into the large curve of purple metal, knowing under there must lie his goal. What will it look like, will it resemble his own closely, or will it be vastly different? He recalls the way Megatronus sank one thick digit into him their first meeting, and he wonders about that part, when the lessons there will begin. He’s drawn from his musing by those very same thick digits reaching for him, grasping the metal of his chin and tilting his helm up until he’s meeting those all too knowing white optics again. “You seem nervous Megatron,” comes the teasing roll of the Prime’s voice, and Megatron can picture those black lips twisting behind their mask. “Surely a little thing like this isn’t enough to make you lose your nerve already?” “Of course not,” Megatron jerks his helm out of the fingers, looking at the panelling between Megatronus’ legs once more. “I was...planning my attack.”
February 9, 2025 at 2:08 AM