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GIVE ME YOUR FACE: A Transformers Prime Crackfic

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Marcus Chen was a twenty-seven-year-old barista, dedicated Transformers wiki editor, and unapologetic Bayverse Optimus Prime apologist who owned every action figure, defended every explosion, and would argue to his dying breath that a giant robot riding a robot dinosaur while dual-wielding a sword and shield was peak cinema. Then he got hit by a semi-truck. Because the universe has a sense of humor. Now he's been reborn as Optimus Prime in the Transformers Prime universe — but not the calm, philosophical, speech-giving Optimus that this universe is used to. No, Marcus brought the Bayverse with him. The combat protocols. The ruthlessness. The sheer, unbridled willingness to tear a Decepticon apart with his bare hands and feel absolutely nothing about it afterward. Oh, and enough hidden weapons to make the entire United States military file for early retirement — swords, axes, guns, missile launchers, energon hooks, rotary cannons, a jet pack, and a chest-mounted particle beam cannon that he hasn't even used yet because he's "saving it for something special." The Autobots are concerned. Ratchet is running daily neurological scans and finding nothing wrong, which somehow makes everything worse. Arcee is caught between admiration and alarm. Bumblebee's doorwings haven't come down from full alert in a week. Bulkhead is crying in the corner because Miko — wonderful, chaotic, adrenaline-addicted Miko — has abandoned him as her favorite Autobot in favor of the giant robot Swiss Army knife who once threatened Starscream with "creative displeasure" and "implements." Cliffjumper is alive (because Optimus refused to let the pilot episode happen) but now has PTSD from watching his leader cave in a Vehicon's face with nothing but grip strength and righteous fury. Jack is overwhelmed. Raf is taking notes. Miko started a fan page. And Megatron? Megatron isn't sleeping well. Megatron is having nightmares. Megatron looked into Optimus Prime's optics across a desert full of dismembered Vehicons and saw something that four million years of war had never shown him before — a Prime who has stopped holding back, stopped showing mercy, stopped pretending that philosophical debate and moral restraint are going to end a war that has been grinding on since before most stars in the galaxy were born. Dark Energon is coming. Unicron is stirring. Predacons are on the horizon. And Optimus Prime — the wrong Optimus, the angry Optimus, the Optimus who has an axe and a to-do list and absolutely zero patience left for Decepticon nonsense — is standing between Earth and annihilation with a battle mask, a fusion-powered arsenal, and the haunted memories of a dead barista from Portland who just wanted to finish his coffee. Freedom is the right of all sentient beings. But if you threaten those beings? He will take your face.
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I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha

[MATURE CONTENT] Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: “I missed how you talked back. I can smell the fire burning inside you. Your arousal. It’s strong. Now be a good girl and lie still.” He requested with what sounded like a polite tone but was really just a cover for his sick twisted thrill. “You don’t smell shit from me.” I was getting angry. I know he probably has armed my collar again or I’d throw him across the room and untie myself, give him a piece of my mind. But another part of me. Some twisted sick masochist piece of me wanted to find out how the game was played. He quickly closed the distance between us, reaching to tie the blindfold over me. The minute my vision darkened alarms rang in my head. Every sense was heightened. It was intense and overpowering. “Ever been touched here, by man?” I shook my heads no. He lifted his hand from my skin, and that’s when I realized I’d been holding my breath. He moved to my stomach. “How about here?” I shook my head no. He was driving me crazy, my skin was screaming for more, despite my better judgement, I also wanted more. His warm gentle touch sent a ripple of heat rolling down my back. I desperately wanted to know what yes would mean. My heart was thundering. The pit in my stomach became and ache between my legs. And then hot, soft lips crashed into mine, stealing my breath, it was anything but gentle. It was violent, all consuming, and possessive. Something twisted in me, I opened my mouth like a weak idiot and let him in. Let his tongue explore my mouth. I gave in completely surrendering to him. “You taste far better than I expected.” He sounded almost as breathless as me. I could hear his heart pounding just like mine. He touched my neck next. I nodded yes. Not just because it was true, but because I wanted it. I shouldn’t want it, but I did. Desperately. I wanted to feel the touch of his lips again. And my wish was granted. He bit into my neck softly first and started sucking and kissing on me. A moan escaped me, one I didn’t see coming. The bite at first hurt, but the sucking on my neck eased the pain, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. ***Updates come, but they're slow!***
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