In The Spirit Of Sexual Sunday, Feel Free To Send 💞 + Any Dirty Questions You May Have For Them On

kink shame body worship

Send in Kinks and My muse will rate them. || accepting!

Definitely not | No | Not Really | Its Okay | Kinda | Yes | Fuck yes| There goes my pants|

Bonus: Giving | Receiving | Both

// fun fact

dreadwing is not kinky in the slightest. french vanilla pudding at best

but if asked he will destroy that pussy

Smash or Pass Ghostspire

"...Smash."

Is there anyone you've met that you want to frag? If so, how would you frag them? Or would you want them to frag you?

He sighs softly.

"There are ... a few. Rung. Arcee. Airazor. Ghostspire."

A soft sound.

"How that would happen is for us to decide."

Send Smash or Pass + a name and my muse will say if they would smash or pass on that person.

// Dreadwing is a service top.

Not mentioning for any reason at all.

Can't sleep the clowns will eat him.

“Are you lonely, Dreadwing?”

"Lonely?"

The Seeker turns to look at the little antique, his friend. In truth, Dreadwing is always lonely, but not in a way that Rung can help, so there is little point in making him feel fussy about it.

"I find great solace here in your Temple," is what he settles for saying, and it is true. "Why do you ask, my friend?"

// as a longtime fan of the cult classic Twister, I need SOMEONE to name their NSFW sideblog "The Suck Zone"

There's a long, long pause. Then, Dreadwing turns to regard the Wrecker.

Thirty-three feet and more than fifteen tons of Seeker suddenly, slowly, advance on Wheeljack.

"I mince my words for no one. Least of all the likes of you."

Hmph. He is horny and annoyed by this.