#they are JUST like a nature documentary /silly

[ghosts-of-love]

wish there was a Horrible Histories-esque show but for like. nature stuff

#i just want a slightly silly nature series to watch while i'm working thats like informative but not too hard hitting. #ive been trying to watch some documentaries and theyre all very heavy on the climate change and destruction and terribleness of the world #and i WILL watch those and they are important but i need like. HERE'S A BAT LOOK AT HIS LITTLE HANDS!! #because i'm meant to be working at the same time. #if anyone has any recommendations then please do let me know!!

[spoofyleaf]

Mom was right, we will find people who get us.

#I wish I could go back to child me and tell them that #yes there’s people outside of that one or two people who’ll enjoy your company #yes there’s people who will be silly with you #yes we are still unashamedly ourselves #yes we still climb trees and collect rocks and weeds #yes we still accidentally blurt things outloud #yes we’re still dramatic in our body language because we never ‘grew out of it’ #yes we still love shitty horror movies and fun cartoons #yes we still watch documentaries #we are still as fond of nature and in fact we’re now studying it #yes we still draw and read like it’s the last day on earth #now we have some money and we can treat friends out for dinner #now we can take mom out for lunch #we learned how to kayak and paddle board just as we always wanted #we take the dogs with us and they love it especially because they get a treat after #we can drive now and we’re planning on meeting people over the summer #we haven’t stopped being weird #and we found the weirdos who enjoy our company

[harpsicalbiobug]

In the past six years I have read an average of 112 books a year. I really liked it! It integrated well into my day, and I read almost exclusively new (to me) books. I was certainly biased towards shorter books, which I think was an excellent way to explore non-fiction in a "short" format and to read weird little novellas and poetry collections. It ruled.

This year though, I'm hoping to revisit some of my favorites that I haven't read in ages, and to read some of the longer books that I've been eyeing for a while/sometimes literally years.

#books! #goals #harper talks #booksbooksbooks #I feel weird talking about how much I read because it has such silly social clout #like- no I just like this format for learning things and for storytelling #I haven't watched a non-Nature or Nova documentary in yeeeeears I watch pretty easy TV and movies #books are where I grapple with stuff and I LOVE IT but it is no way more valuable than other ways of grappling with stuff? #anyway this post inspired by my coworkers convincing me to re-read Gideon the Ninth

[tinydefector]

Human's effects

More a silly little thing that I had to write out.

Warnings: talks about sex, xenophilia, kinks

Word count: 3k

Request are open

____

There were a lot of things that fascinated the cybertronians over humans. Their size, body types, skin tones and those soft they are. 

So many of them become so fascinated over the fact that such small and fragile creatures don't have plating to protect themselves but only wear soft fabrics. 

And it slowly leads a lot of Cybertronians to realising they were Xenophiles. 

A list of kinks and fetishes cybertronians discovered from it. 

-size kink 

-skin fetish 

- hair pulling 

- silk and ribbon play

- cum inflation 

-breeding

-pet play

- vore

-fluid play and consumption 

- spiking warming

- Heart and spark syncing 

- new spike and Valve modifications to test on their human lover

There's originally a lot of unknowns about humans, and cybertronians are rather intrigued, for one the first times the a lot of the crew of lost light had encountered them was on black market and high priced pets, and companions. 

There were exceptions such as Perceptor, Ratchet and Megatron who had been around humans before but for a lot of the bots this was their first time seeing them. that is until they are assigned a human communications, relations Ambassador/ liaison. 

But after the black market incident it had led a lot of bots into research over humans. And it just spirals more with them discovering some rather dark history with cybertronians keeping humans as playthings. And finding out their ‘interface equipment’ isn't that different from their own, just more organic and smaller.  

A late night of drinking at swerve slowly devolved into conversation over their local human. Brainstorm sits nursing his drink of engex while he and others of the ship chat away. "So does it fascinate anyone else over the fact that humans don't have natural plating or any kind of protection for their squishy form?" He brings up, he himself had fallen down the rabbit hole of human porn but didn't quite know how to breach the subject with anyone else. 

"Oh Primus, look who decided to join us, thought you were holding up with your Conjunx Chrome!" Swerve said with a chuckle, placing more drinks down. He hopped up onto one of the bar stools and leaned in eagerly, His attention flicks to Brainstorm. "You bring up a good point, Brainstorm," Swerve replied.

 "Those squishy humans are really something else, ain't they? No armour, no defences - I'd be scared outta my circuits if I was just soft protoform all the time!, like i’m so surprised squishy hasn't been stepped on yet" 

Rodimus nodded in agreement. "Yet they've managed to survive just fine so far. There's obviously more to them than meets the eye. Like i've seen some of the things our ambassador can do like the strange stretching"

"I dunno," Skids chimed in. "Seems pretty fraggin' reckless if you ask me. One good shot and it lights out!" 

Rewind shuddered. "Ugh, don't remind me. Just thinking about all those organics and tubes and who knows what else squishing around in there makes my fuel tank turn." He made a dramatic churning sound effect.

Riptide laughed. "I saw a nature documentary once about these hairless ape creatures the humans evolved from. Now THOSE guys were squishy."

“What in Primus have you been watching?!” 

“some old earth docs that Percy’s has, bots got a lot of info on Terra and the planet's history” The bots shared a collective laugh at the image. Swerve took a swig of his energon. "Frag, maybe there's something to be said about living on the edge like that! Sure keeps things interesting, its still strange that they are somehow one of the top predators of their planet yet are smaller than half the things they eat"

Brainstorm goes quiet for a moment. "Have you seen how flexible they are?"

Swerve nearly spit out his energon. "Whoa hey, I don't need those kinds of vivid imagery floatin' around my processor thank you very much!, keep the squishy interface vids to yourself" he said, waving his hands animatedly. 

"You have to admit, the way those fleshbags can contort themselves is pretty impressive," Skids added. "Must come in handy for.. maintenance." He waggled his optical ridges suggestively.

Brainstorm nodded pensively. "Indeed. Their non-metal structure allows for feats we could never replicate by ourselves." He took a sip of his energon. "Always makes me curious what other evolutionary adaptations they've developed to compensate for such vulnerability. The potential for scientific discovery is endlessly fascinating with their species and ancestors."

Riptide shrugged. "As long as they don't expect ME to try any of their bone-breaking yoga moves," he laughed. "This chassis is meant for tough stuff, not Twister!"

"You think they would be soft, you know if you interface with one?" Brainstorm asked while downing his drink, the engex was slowly going to his processor loosening his lips. 

"Oh don't give me that look I know for a fact you all have thought about doing with a human at least once! Rodimus I know for a fact you eye them up everytime our little liaison walks past you" He calls out Rodimus. 

Rodimus nearly choked on his energon in an attempt to look innocent. "Wh-what? That's not - I never -" he sputtered in protest, flustered optics darting around at the other bots.

Brainstorm smirked as Rodimus squirmed uncomfortably on the stool. "Oh please, don't try to deny it, Captain. You're about as subtle as a combiner in a supply closet." 

"Roddy's got the hots for squishy, who knew!" Swerve giggled uncontrollably. 

Skids nudged Riptide playfully. "Hey, maybe we got a xenophiliac on the ship!" 

"Alright alright, knock it off you glitches," Rodimus growled, though the blue flush across his face said otherwise. "I was just... curious, that's all. They ARE a strange species."

Swerve tried to contain his laughter. "Ohhh I bet you are more than curious, if you catch my drift!, wanna get up close and personal" More raucous peals of laughter from the group.

Brainstorm stroked his chin in thought. "They do feel intriguingly delicate. I wonder if their flexible frames would be more pleasurable to interface with than our own rigid forms..."

"Have you seen videos of them, they stretch a lot, like a lot, like I know human skin is resilient but i didn't think they were that resilient " Brainstorm states remembering some of the videos he had seen online. Other bots peak up intrigued. 

Swerve choked again as his fuel tank nearly turned inside out. "Brainstorm! That's... more than I needed to visualise, thank you very much." 

Skids seemed a bit less phased. "Fleshbags gettin' their twist on, huh? Can't say I'm not curious now." 

Even Rodimus seemed intrigued despite his earlier protests. "Resilient is an   understatement. I've seen some of the contortions that humans can do - it's astounding that their protoforms don't tear apart." 

Brainstorm nodded enthusiastically. "Precisely! With the right lubrication and technique, I hypothesise an interface with a limber human form would provide entirely novel sensory data."

Riptide shifted uncomfortably. "Not sure I'm ready to dive into the fleshy deep end just yet.”  

Swerve shot him a sly grin. "Aw c'mon Rip, live a little! Where's your sense of adventure?" 

Rodimus tried to steer the subject elsewhere. "Let's maybe change topics before someone needs a wipe down. Or Primus forbid, Magnus overhears you lot"

"I hope I did not hear what my processor just heard" Ultra Magnus states while staring down at the group of drinking mechs. A Lot of bots in the bar snicker at the group getting in trouble. 

"Come on Sir, get that wrench out of you aft, join us!" Skids called out.

Swerve let out an audible squeak at Ultra Magnus's stern tone, almost dropping his engex in panic. "U-Um, Magnus sir! Fancy seeing you here. We were just, uh, discussing..." 

He shot desperate optics at the others for help, but they all seemed to shrink down in their seats under Magnus's disapproving glare. 

Rodimus flashed an uneasy grin. "Just having a friendly debate about alien species, you know how it is. Brainstorm was bringing up some, er, interesting biological points..." 

Ultra Magnus sighed wearily. "I'd rather not know the details, thank you. Some topics are best left undiscussed in public."

The whole bar erupted into laughter at the group's misfortune. "Ah lay off em Magnus!" one patron called out. "They're just havin' fun!"

Another bot piped up. "Yeah, loosen up that rusty chassis and join us! One drink won't hurt." 

Magnus scowled, unamused. But as the encouragement grew louder, he glanced around hesitantly...

Swerve spotted an opening. "C'mon Magnus, live a little! I'll even give you a two-for-one special." He flashed a hopeful grin.

The enforcer grumbled but his resolve was cracking. Against his better judgement, he pulled up a stool. "One drink." Swerve whooped and poured him a double.

They cheer as Magnus sits down to drink with them. Skids speak up. "So brainstorm you saying you'd hook up with a fleshy, get nice and personal with a human" he calls out with a laugh.

Brainstorm leaned forward eagerly. "Why of course! The pursuit of scientific knowledge knows no boundaries. Though upon further review, direct interfacing with an organic might require certain, ah, safety protocols." 

Skids peered at him suspiciously. "Exactly what kind of 'research' are you plannin' on doing Brainy?"

Swerve nudged Riptide with a smirk. "I'll bet ya 20 shanix Brainstorm's just trying to find an excuse to get jiggy with the humies!"

Riptide snorted. "No way, I ain't takin' THAT bet!" 

Rodimus dropped his face in his palms with a groan. "can we PLEASE stop picturing Brainstorm fragging humans?" 

Ultra Magnus coughed on his engex, catching the comment he'd really rather not have heard. 

But Brainstorm paid them no mind, lost in scientific contemplation. "The human capacity for sensory input and feedback would provide a rich study on cross-species interface protocol adaptability..."

"INTERFACE PROTOCOLS?!" Swerve shrieked. The table erupted into howls of laughter at Magnus's deeply uncomfortable expression. It was going to be a LONG night indeed.

“Primus Brainstorm you kinky fragger” 

"Fine then everyone servo up if your not at least somewhat curious or thought about it at least once" Brainstorm calls out to all of Swerve's bars patrons

"Oooh, Brainstorm's putting us all on the spot!" Swerve giggled with gleeful mischief. He raised his servo without hesitation. 

Skids was quick to follow suit, slamming his half-empty glass down. "Frag it, I'll admit it! Those soft squishy bodies got me wonderin' what else they're good for." 

To everyone's surprise, Rodimus sheepishly lifted a servo as well, avoiding optic contact with Ultra Magnus. Riptide shrugged and joined in the show of servos, if only to blend in. 

The majority of bots in the bar started raising their hands amid roars of laughter and drunken encouragement. Only a select few hesitated, shooting nervous glances at Magnus. 

The enforcement officer's expression cycled through outrage, resignation and back to outrage as his gaze swept over the forest of raised servos. "I cannot condone such deviant interest in alien biologies," he protested, voice stiff. 

But as more servos stayed stubbornly aloft, Magnus sagged with a weary sigh. After a long moment, he slowly, begrudgingly raised one massive hand as well. 

The bar erupted into ear-splitting cheers. Swerve howled with glee, banging his fists on the counter. "Look's like we've all got a bit of xenophile in us after all! Even you, Magnus my mech!" 

Magnus buried his faceplate in his servos as Brainstorm cackled maniacally. Once the bar settles back down its Swerve who speaks up with a smirk on his faceplate. "So... which one of you charming mechs are gonna be the first to try and get our lovely Liaison?" He teases. 

Rodimus sputtered into his drink at Swerve's question, flushing brighter. "W-what? I never said anything about actually doing anything!, it's all just fantasies Swerve!" he protested in a hissed tone. 

Skids rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Hmm, well they do have a cute lil' figure. Bet they'd be a wild ride..." 

Swerve grinned slyly at Rodimus. "Aw c'mon Captain, don't tell me you ain't thought about it at least once! I bet they'd be real fun to break in, get all soft and pliable..." 

Rodimus smacked Swerve upside the helm. "Knock it off!" He shot a pleading glance at Ultra Magnus as if begging for rescue.

But unexpectedly, Brainstorm was the one who spoke up. "While the organic's flexibility is intriguing, directly interfacing could introduce unknown health risks or cultural taboos. Outside the fact our people have kept humans as pets and companions in the past. A more ethical approach would be gaining consent for strictly observational research."  

Riptide frowned. "Not sure the liaison would go for that either Storm" 

Swerve sighed dreamily. "Just imagine wrapping those soft squishy bits all around you though... bet they'd feel amazing..."  

"SWERVE." Magnus's warning tone silenced the cheeky bartender immediately. He turned back to Rodimus with a sigh. "Despite certain... Curiosities, directly engaging an organics  such a manner would be unwise, dangerous even, not to mention our form are much larger and could harm a human."

Rewind nodded gratefully at Magnus, relieved the subject was shifting. But the mischievous glint in Swerve's optic suggested his teasing wasn't over yet. It was going to be a long night indeed.

"Relax Mags I'm just riling these drunk mech up. Unless you're interested in our sweet little ambassador" he teases, making other bots choke on their drinks. 

Ultra Magnus's icy glare could have frozen Swerve's energon. "Need I remind you this conversation is highly inappropriate and unprofessional," he said sternly. 

But to everyone's surprise, Rodimus let out an undignified snort of laughter. "As if Magnus would ever break protocol like that! He'd probably recite the entire Autobot code of conduct while fragging."

The whole bar erupted in howls of mirth at the mental image. 

Swerve was nearly rolling on the floor. "Can you imagine?! 'Paragraph 3, subsection B clearly states interfacing with sentient aliens requires prior diplomatic clearance forms in triplicate!'" he cried in a mockingly stiff voice. 

Skids were wiping away fuel tears. "Primus if MR. RULES AND REGS ever broke the rules, it'd be one for the history archives!" 

Riptide jabbed Skids in the side. "Ten shanix says he'd have them memorising regulations the whole time!" 

"Twenty shanix says they'd run screaming first!" Swerve shot back. 

The bets and ribbing escalated as more mechs joined in. Across the table, Rodimus shoved Magnus playfully. "C'mon Magnus, live on the wild side for once!" 

Magnus's rumbling huff was the only response. Watching his rigid commander finally loosening up filled Swerve with delight. Somehow, some way, he'd find a way to get Magnus to break protocol yet! It was shaping up to be the best night ever.

"Ohhh let's make this fun. I list some bots and you say if you think they would hook up with a human" Riptide states. "Rung, Drift and Ratchet" he calls out the names.

Swerve let out a dramatic gasp. "Ooh spicy!"

"Rung is definitely curious but way too professional. Might let loose over a couple cubes of engex though!" 

Skids broke into hysterics at Riptide's suggestions. "Rung and a HUMAN?! Rung doesn't even touch his OWN interface panel!" 

Rodimus snorted. "Can you imagine? 'My dear, it seems you're experiencing some psychological interfacing blockers. Please, tell me how that makes you feel.'" 

"Drift guy's definitely intrigued by other species, if you know what I mean. Plus he's artsy so he'd probably appreciate the 'aesthetic'." Swerve responds

"Drift might go for it, he's open to new experiences," Rodimus mused with a grin. 

Brainstorm nodded thoughtfully. "Indeed, his spiritual philosophies suggest an openness to cultural exchange that others may lack. I think if he and ratchet weren't together its something he might try" 

"Ratchet. bah! As if that grumpy old rust-bucket would try anything so illogical. Unless she's a doctor too and starts quoting his favourite protocols... then all bets are off!" Skids laughed. 

"Ratchet? Nah, too much of a hard aft. He'd just bitch about human biohazards the whole time," Swerve giggled. 

"Well if Drift was interested I'm pretty sure that mecn could get ratchet to do anything with the bat of his optics" Rodimus remarks.

The table erupted in raucous laughter. Swerve took a playful bow. "Alright bring on the next victims!" 

Riptide rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Hmm, how about...Tailgate, Cyclonus, and Whirl?" 

Swerve cackled wickedly. "Tailgate would be way too nervous but he'd try for his Conjunx Cyclonus. Cyclonus would 100% use his broody vibes to charm her pants off but only for Tailgate. And Whirl? He doesn't interface, he destroys! So that liaison better watch her interfacing ports around that lunatic!" 

Chromedome interjects stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Tailgate would be way too nervous and shy, I think. He'd probably short-circuit just from holding hands!" 

Riptide nodded. "Cyclonus has always struck me as the kinky type. Wonder if he's into those squishy bits like Brainstorm thinks..."

"Whirl would frag anything that moves," Rodimus interjected with a grimace. "But I don't think an organic would survive the experience!"

Brainstorm stroked his chin. "Indeed, Whirl's interfacing protocol subroutines seem rather...enthusiastic. Consent might be a fleeting concept. Better to observe from a safe distance." 

Swerve shuddered. "Ugh, don't make me picture that psycho getting 'friendly' with a human! I'm tryna keep my fuel down y'know." 

The names continue being dropped. 

 " First Aid! I don't know if the medic-bot's got it in him to break the rules. But I betcha if he did, he'd be real gentle and caring-like. He'd have them feelin' better than new in no time!" 

Skids grinned devilishly. "Yeah but would they feel better? Aid's so straight and narrow I bet he'd put em in stasis lock from boredom!" 

"Now Perceptor on the other hand..." Swerve tapped his chin thoughtfully. "Bookish type, but you know there's a passionate scientist in there waiting to experiment. Think he'd go slow and methodical, really take his time 'exploring the specimen'." 

"his thirst for organic sciences might overpower his good sense," Rewind remarks. 

“optimus prime, Prowl and bumblebee ” Chromedome interjects with his own inquiries. 

Swerve pretended to wipe away exhaust fumes. "Primus help me, this is gonna be good... Optimus Prime is obviously Mister Morality himself, but you know he's got a secret wild side under all that virtue signalling. Just imagine how freaky he could get with some alien nookie!" 

The bar erupted in incredulous, drunken laughter and cheers. Swerve grinned impishly. 

"As for Prowl, I'm telling you that stick up his tailpipe is begging to come out and play. One roll in the berth with a naughty fleshy and he'd loosen up reeeal nice!" 

"And Bee? He's a sweet kid, but you know what they say, it's always the quiet ones! Between his cute lil' face and that tight chassis, he'd have the human lining up to frag that glitch right into stasis!" 

The bar absolutely lost it, bots falling over each other in drunken hysterics. Even Mirage was struggling not to fall off his chair. Swerve took an exaggerated bow as his audience howled. 

"Thank you, thank you! I'll be here all cycle! Now who's ready for the next round?" More shouts and clanking glasses answered his call. It was shaping up to be the wildest night at Swerve's yet!

 Magnus dropping Megatron's name that really sent them over the edge.

"Megatron?! With the liaison?!" Rodimus howled with laughter, nearly spitting out his drink. "That's the funniest thing I've heard all cycle!" 

But Swerve wasn't done. "Megatron? Now THAT'S an image! 'You pathetic fleshbag, you DARE try to mount the great Megatron?! Grovel before my interface array!'" 

Magnus adds more information which makes everyone surprised " He and the ambassador are rather close" He states

Rewind speaks up from Chromedome’s side. "Y'know... they do have a certain chemistry. I'll bet under all that scowling and chipped armour there's a softie just waitin' for the right tender touch to melt his spark. And they have got sass to spare  bet they could handle Megatron's brooding and snarl!" 

"Twenty shanix says he'd have them trembling and beggin' for mercy in no time flat!" Skids bet eagerly. 

"You're on!" crowed Riptide. "But I still think Perceptor's the real dark horse..."

#transformers #rodimus #transformers x human #megatron #transformers idw #transformers x reader #transformers lost light #transformers megatron #mtmte swerve #chromedome #mtmte rewind #ultra magnus #valveplug

[azirafeast]

I am SO EXCITED for the 4th Annual #Azirafeast, The Feast Day of the Angel Aziraphale, an inclusive fandom event! It’s celebrated November 19th and is a made-up holiday that brings the community together, regardless of how a person participates in fandom.

On November 19th, everyone is welcome to celebrate the Feast Day of Aziraphale by drinking cocoa and wine, eating good food, reading, being stylish on their own terms, enjoying the company of friends and embracing the spirit of Aziraphale! Please share your pics on socials with #Azirafeast!

Creators are encouraged to show Aziraphale indulging in what makes him happy or why you love him (canon or fanon!) Create “Lore” for why Aziraphale has a feast day! What miracles throughout history has he performed? Creations can be dramatic, serious, sexy or silly!

All forms of creation are welcome: Draw, write, sing, act, sew, bake, cosplay or anything else! However YOU want to appreciate our favorite angel. All variations, versions and representations of Aziraphale are welcome on the feast of Aziraphale.

Anything tagged #Azirafeast or I will reblog, the same for Instagram and Twitter. I’ve had a permanent highlight on my Instagram for the last 3 years, and maintained this tumblr. Check out what others have made for previous years!

There is also an AO3 Collection: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/Azirafeast

Anything added to it I will promote on my socials for #azirafeast.

I know I don’t have the biggest following, but the idea is that on the feast of Aziraphale even fans who don’t have a large social media presence will still be seen, still have their experiences noticed, and will feel part of a community that cares.

Folk can get stressed about creating by a “due date.” I encourage folk to post early if they want, and to keep posting after Nov 19 if they miss the day or don’t finish in time. Aziraphale procrastinated on preventing the apocalypse, you’re just embracing that energy!

And remember, you don’t have to “make” anything to participate. Eating cake and lying to your boss is a great way to celebrate! Confuse some customers, watch a nature documentary, get drunk, be kind to someone (Muriel) who is new but trying their best!

Just make sure to tag your contributions with either #azirafeast so we can celebrate with you! Please feel welcome to take my words and reshare anyway that you like, and make your own posts to generate awareness! Please do share in any fandom communities you’re a part of, or feel free to try to convince people IRL this is totally a real holiday.

I do not run, own, control or anything of the sort in regards to #azirafeast. The idea came from Cliopadra and a private discord server, and the brilliant folk there picked the date and ran with it. I encourage folk to participate because I think it’s a lovely idea! It is NOT “mine.”

#azirafeast #feast of aziraphale #good omens #the feast of aziraphale #Azirafeast2023 #Azirafeast announcement

[felixdragonheartofficial]

TFA TEAM PRIME HUMAN REDESIGNS FINALLY

FUCK

+headcannons

Optimus: gotta stay focused

looks too old compared to his bot form.

I find it impossible for Optimus to be more than a million years old in this canon. In the least, he's older than 1000 years and since we have mfs that are canonically over 70 million years old(fagatron iykyk) compared to that, he feels like a dude in his early-to-mid-30's being the group parent.

---

-I made him more youthful, gave him curly hair, and tailored his clothing to actually look like his bot form.

-workaholic

-on the cusp of barley being able to hold his liquor

-doesn't own a pair of pajamas until Sari gets some for him

-usually forgets to put them on, but appreciates the gesture

-stays active for like, 3 days until he can't fight off sleep with work brain anymore, and unceremoniously passes out on the couch to sleep for a full 24 hours

-ratchet sighs and puts a blanket over him as per routine

-frequently checks security feed

-elf on the shelf despiser

-early morning talks with jazz and ratchet over coffee (they all wake up at 6 am)

-half thrives on caffeine and a vigorous training protocol

-is a dog person, loves German shepherds to death

David sama, pls forgive me ily very much

Ratchet: to old for this nonsense

doesn't match his body type in the slightest.

Ratchet is really old, he's got a sallow face and a gramp gut, how dare they square him. He's wayyy too angular and peachy looking.

-I gave him his luscious curves back, adding all the equipment id expect a field medic to have because he is a field medic, not a regular doctor. I changed his facial proportions, and also made his face gaunt, for that dead inside PTSD look.

---

-drinks his coffee black with brown sugar, literally drinks it piping hot

-is one of those old people who complains about noise

-confiscates bumblebee and Sari's toy cars, and puts them in a high up cabinet

-neither of them know how to bypass the child safety lock lmao

-casual clothes includes a lot- a l o t of plaid shirts, and 10 pairs of the same blue jeans

-tunes out bulkhead and prowls convos about birdwatching

-big fan of political satire dramas

-Sentinel doesn't approve

-Ratchet doesn't give a rats ass about what he thinks of course

Bumblebee: professional smart-ass

doesn't match his body type/age.

Bumblebees holoform is presented as a 10-12 year old child specifically for the fact that he's short, and the comedic relief. Total ass

I set his human age as 19-20 years old, making him more of a big brother to sari because that og model is disappointingly lackluster

---

-Bumblebee is a scrappy wisecracking punk, like an adhd kid who just got roller skates for Christmas.

-since he doesn't have wheels, I feel like he'd wear skates instead to emulate the feeling

-terrible at watching where he's going cuz he's too busy trying to show off, so ratchet makes him wear all that padding + training wheels

-legit despises the padding and training wheels

-Jealous of Blurr for mastering roller blades lmao.

-his favorite games are choose your fighter and fps

-saw ONE ancient ass assassins creed playthrough and begged ratchet to install hidden tasers in his arm bands (was denied)

-Sari used her key to do it instead

-self appointed "rizzler"

-Optimus has zero idea of what that means and thinks it's code for something dubious

-Ratchet knows what it means and thinks it's silly

-"I' was something of a rizzler myself back in my day, kid"

-bumblebee cringes

-loves summer and swimming

-wants to be the fastest thing in the sea because y'know, it's bumblebee

-is spooked from the beach for awhile cuz he saw sharks in Prowls nature documentary

-there are infact, no sharks in lake Erie

Bulkhead: big guy, bigger heart

doesn't match his body type/aspirations.

Jesus fuck he's so wide?? And his belly migrated to his shoulders?? I'm gonna be honest, I really hate this design. I feel like it contributed to the "brute strength = stupid" take that most in the fandom associates with him.

---

-Bulkhead is a SWEET. CARING. NERD YOU FOOLS. He's like the male version of a tall goth gf-

-a tall-nerdy-farm hand-physics bf, You got me fucked up.

-Its already shown that bulkhead really likes art in Addition to creating it. He hates being only seen as the "muscle" so it wouldn't make sense for him to lean into that.

-bunny slippers that him and sari made together(she provided the buttons)

-the slippers go missing sometimes (basically considered community property unless he's wearing them)

(ratchet and prowl are the main offenders)

-frequent art museum goer

-really likes watching cooking shows, but is too shy to make food himself

-Owns a ton of star maps

-Really wants a treehouse that he, bumblebee and sari can hang out in

-pillowfort enjoyer

-casually reads quantum physics at the beach

Prowl: draft dodger

Doesn't look like him at all.

Prowls holoform being a mustachioed,white, police officer was an actual jumpscare for 7 y/o me, I kid you not

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- I know this bitch would not wear a helmet (you can't force him to) que windswept hair

-Not as much as starscreams, for obvious reasons but yk

-prowl is like one of those "shoes are a prison for your feet"

-emo hipster

-has a pet cactus named "planty"

-bumblebee heckles him for it

-can and has brought his cactus with him on early evening motorcycle rides

-the helmet is reserved for his cactus, bring your own >:(

-salad consumer

-him and jazz share custody of the cactus

-repeat victim of the cat distribution system

-ratchet has probably spent hours telling him they can't keep any animals at base

-frequent midnight picnics with jazz

-and beachcombing

-and roaming around antique stores cuz jazz wants to know what vinyl records are

-got a mug with an attempted pink chibi cat with big round shiny eyes painted onto it, courtesy of bulkhead trying to find an artsyle

-cherishes this mug to death

-has a shrine dedicated to it

#tfa #decepticons #autobots #tfa headcanons #tfa optimus prime #tfa bulkhead #tfa bumblebee #tfa ratchet #tfa prowl #AUUUUUUGH #im gonna have a pole #optimus prime #bumblebee #bulkhead #prowl #ratchet #tfa sari #sari sumdac #sari mention

[gallifreyanhotfive]

Random Doctor Who Facts You Might Not Know, Part 28

Donna Noble missed the Auton invasion of 2005 because she was sleeping off a massive hangover she got after realizing she had unrequited affection for a coworker. She similarly missed the Sycorax invasion due to a hangover.

The Doctor screamed as they were pulled from the Loom.

Trakenites have a natural empathy towards creatures in distress.

The Thirteenth Doctor had Preventacles on the TARDIS, which were psychic spectacles that allowed people to see the most likely events about to occur in their future. Dan once accidentally put them on because he thought they were sunglasses.

Baris is the Doctor’s "Number One Fan." He had Mega Plastic Surgery to make himself look just like the Tenth Doctor, even changing his voice to match and getting a second heart implanted in him.

The ones knocking on the outside of the spaceship in the episode Listen were once suggested to be River Song and Jack Harkness.

It is possible for a Time Lord to be time blind.

During the game the Eighth Man Bound, an "Initiate" would sit in the middle of a circle and take some drugs, and those in the circle around them would give them an identity crisis by repeating their name until it lost meaning. This would cause them to enter a state of flux between their regenerations and see their future bodies. The game was incredibly dangerous and could result in regeneration or loss of identity. About fifteen Academy students died from it every semester. The Doctor holds the record for this game.

Sarah Jane Smith once confessed to Cindy Wu that she had fallen in love with a "lovely, brave silly man" once but that her chance had passed by the time she'd worked out her feelings.

The Time Lord retina is capable of thinking on its own.

Callum was originally a mouse that the Master turned into a boy in an attempt to get a new body.

The Doctor claims that they delivered Genghis Khan.

The Doctor and likely other Time Lords do not have prostates.

Bernice Summerfield originally thought that Star Trek: The Next Generation was a documentary program rather than a fictional show.

Rassilon's Universal Solvent is a blue, glowing liquid. The Fifth Doctor said that it dissolved universes.

Time Lords often keep their Looms in cradles. They would whisper to each other at night.

Inside the TARDIS, there is a place a remembrance where the Doctor keeps all sorts of mementos from his past companions. In this place, the Fifth Doctor has a copy of The French Revolution that Barbara had given to Susan, Sara Kingdom's Space Security Service ID, Adric's Badge for Mathematical Excellence, and more.

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28

#doctor who #dw #dr who #classic who #new who #big finish #big finish doctor who #big finish audios #dw eu #doctor who eu #doctor who expanded universe #fifth doctor #thirteenth doctor #donna noble #sarah jane smith #dan lewis #tenth doctor #river song #jack harkness #cindy wu #the master #bernice summerfield #susan foreman #barbara wright #sara kingdom #adric of alzarius #adric #fourth doctor #first doctor #theta sigma

[winniethewife]

But your heart got teeth (Moon Knight System X GN!reader)

Prompt: Biting

Words: 645

Steven was the first they bit. It was a confusing moment for the British man who was just sitting next to them on their comfortable couch as they watched a nature documentary. They were cuddled up together, Steven fully focused on the film when he feels…teeth? He looks over to see his partner lightly biting his arm absentmindedly.

“Um…Love, What are you doing?” He asks with a slight laugh. They look up at him innocently their teeth still gently resting on his skin. They pull away lightly kissing the spot they had left the slightest dents in his skin. They looked almost like a mischievous kitten.

“I bite you because I love you!” They said simply before yet again sinking their teeth into him again. Steven cocked his head to the side and smiled at them.

“That’s an interesting way to express your love, but it’s quite adorable…” He laughed slightly, reaching over to caress their cheek. Leaning over to kiss the top of their head before settling in to watch the rest of the movie while being gently gnawed on.

~

Marc was the next to experience their weird affection. They were lying in bed on a lazy Sunday morning, he was listening to an audiobook and fidgeting with the fidget cube they got him for his birthday the month prior. His free hand holding theirs as they also had their headphones on and were busy on their phone playing some kind of rhythm game. Marc slightly zoned out as he listened to the voice of the woman reading the book, he feels his other hand move in theirs and then, seemingly out of nowhere, teeth. Marc looked over at his partner with a raised eyebrow to see the side of his thumb in their mouth as they continued to play their game. He couldn’t help but chuckle quietly to himself before pausing his audio book and rolling over on his side to look at them. Noticing the movement they looked over at him, his hand still between their teeth.

“Hey. What cha got there?” Marc asks with a smile. They smile and bite down slightly harder then let go slightly.

“You, silly.” They give him a grin as they reply. Marc laughs and shakes his head slightly.

“I can tell. Is there a reason you are trying to eat me baby? I didn’t think Cannibalism was really your style.” His brown eyes looking into theirs with a playful twinkle. They sigh in mock disbelief.

“Its not cannibalism Marc. My love language is bite!” As they say this they happily put his hand back in their mouth and return to their game. Marc snorts with laughter and pulls them in for a cuddle.

“You’re strange…but I like that about you.”

~

Jake wasn’t about to be caught off guard with this. He knew from the others that it was coming and he thought to get ahead. So when he got home from driving he found them making some food, humming to themselves as they listened to music and cooked. He walked up behind them and put his arms around them, he carefully planned his next move, waiting until they finished cooking and spun them around gently swaying to the music then, with a mischievous smile takes their hand and bites down on their wrist. They looked surprised for a second then smiled brightly. They let out a small giggle as Jake smiles and tugs with his teeth like a dog pulling its toy around, before letting go with a soft chuckle and a curious look. They follow suit, leaning in to gently kiss then bite the tip of his nose.

 “Mi corazón, the bites mean love yes?” His voice quizzical as he pulls them in by the waist.

“Yes. I bite with love.”

“Good. Now let me show you another kind of love bite…”

Bingo Masterlist

Tag: @moonknight-events @juneknight @spacecowboyhotch @silvernight-m

#moon knight #marc spector #x reader #jake lockley #steven grant #marc spector x reader #steven grant x reader #jake lockely x reader #moonknightevents #moon boys #moon knight x reader #Spotify #gender nuetral reader #oscar isaac #oscar isaac x reader

[pepperonidk]

how would every member kiss you?

what a GREAT question, friend. Very huge thanks to @freakyfriedrice for bieng my partner in delulu...

pairing: ot13 x gn!reader genre: fluff (some of these might get kinda spicey) warnings: none

a/n: hello i cannot stop thinking about these ideas... especially dokyeom's...

seungcheol: lifts your chin with his finger much like seungcheol these kisses can be very hot but also very soft... he'd call your attention to him while you're in the middle of doing something else with a soft "hey." and honestly you turn to him just because you weren't sure if you actually heard him and he is just looking at you with the dopiest smile on his face before he pulls you to him to leave you with a sweet kiss.

jeonghan: will kiss you everywhere except the mouth first jeonghan is a TEASE oh my god. he waits until you're looking up at him pouting before he finally relents... but not before he fakes you out one last time. he loves to make you laugh, but he also loves to make himself laugh. seeing you laugh makes his heart do flips and he just loves the way you smile as he kisses you silly.

joshua: hand kisses when you're holding hands ok besties, listen -- imagine it's fall, autumn, like an all too well (10 minute version) (taylor's version) type of autumn. you and joshua are walking through the park, he buys you a warm coffee and holds your other hand in his. he tells you he saw a band playing nearby and they're playing your song and when you suggest going, he'll leave a soft kiss on your hand in his and before pulling you to the sound of guitars.

jun: kisses into your hair cuddles with jun. did y'all hear that? cuddles. with. jun. when he has in you in his arms after a long day he just pulls you into his chest and rests his head against yours, and he's comforted immediately by your familiar scent. he smiles against your hair before leaving a soft kiss against it as he whispers "goodnight, my love."

soonyoung: playful, teasing kisses you could be having the longest, worst, most tiring day ever, but coming home to a smiling soonyoung makes everything else immediately disappear. when he sees you sigh as you enter the apartment, he'll smother you with love as soon as you walk to him. he'll pepper you with kisses until you're finally smiling and giggling and asking him to stop. "better?" he'll ask with a final sweet kiss.

wonwoo: forehead kisses i keep thinking about this one yall... like it's not funny anymore, i can just picture standing next to him at a grocery store and you guys are picking up snacks and you're trying to decide if you want the barbecue flavor or the cheese flavor and wonwoo can't help but think that the way your eyebrows scrunch together is so adorable and he just wraps his arm around you and leaves a kiss on your forehead. "what was that for?" you ask. "no reason, i just think you're cute."

jihoon: privately HAHAHA i am a firm believer that jihoon hates pda. but when you're alone... that's where soft-but-pretends-he's-not jihoon comes out. like i've mentioned before, jihoon will find reasons to act affectionate to you even though he knows he absolutely does not need to. he'll tell you that you have something on your face and he'll tenderly wipe his thumb across your cheek and then he will lean in so painfully slow that you have to resist the urge to pull him in by the collar.

seokmin: tickles you first, then rests his forehead on yours similar to soonyoung, they really are both happy viruses and literally live to see you smile and laugh. but he does it at the most innoportune times. you guys could be cuddling in bed watching a nature documentary, and you'd be nearly falling asleep when you feel him squeezing your side before he starts an all out attack. Once you're finally out of breath, he'll relent and laugh before pulling you back in and resting your head against his. he'll rest a hand at the nape of your neck and smile before he leans in. sorry yall this has been on my mind so much i even wrote a whole seperate drabble about this i--

mingyu: pauses just before your lips touch to smile at you brb i'm flying to spain but the s is silent. yall can see the smile he gives you right? are we all crying rn too? bc he'll give you the dopiest, most love striken smile like he didn't know how to breathe till he met you. his eyes have sparkles in them and you know his heart is beating as fast as yours. he might even bite his lip, and he'll adore the way it makes you blush. when he finally does kiss you, it's soft and he's smiling into it the whole time.

minghao: both hands on either side of your face, thumbs brushing your cheeks yall know how suave he would be right like we're all thinking about this together rn? he is passionate and he is so beautiful and you are so beautiful to him too so why would he not have hold you with both of his hands like you were the most important and most precious thing in his world? he looks at you like art, like he wants to spend every minute forever memorizing you. when he kisses you it feels like watching the sunset and makes your heart skip a beat.

seungkwan: laughing kisses do u see the theme running with booseoksoon? happy virus. sunshine. how do u handle kissing the sun itself? unlike them, he chooses to kiss you when you are already laughing, and he looks at you like you're the sun. how does he handle kissing you? he pulls you in by the waist while you're still laughing and he stops you laughing by putting a finger to your lips. before you can ask why he's shushing you, he already has his lips on yours.

vernon: slow kisses ok imagine this with me. you're in the car with him, it's parked in the parking lot of your favorite boba place. you've been sitting with him for an hour watching community or whatever tv show, you're not really sure, and it's raining in the background. suddenly, you look over and he's looking at you with a gaze you can't quite name untiil he leans over the console and rests his hand in your hair, pulling you into him. his kisses are alow, lazy, like he knows he has all the time in the world to kiss you. i am ill yall, this one took me out

dino: trails kisses from your neck nvm it was this one your honor, this was the attacker. chan likes to start at your neck and make his way up to your lips. don't get me wrong this is really a spicey thing of him to do, but it's not always spicey in every context. sometimes he does it jokingly, when you're annoyed at him because he keeps taking bites of the food you're cooking before it's done, he'll wrap his arms from behind you and pull you in tight. yall have seen his arms right? ur not escaping. and he'll leave light kisses from your nape to distract you until he kisses you (he'll also steal another piece of bacon while you're distracted)

#caratwritersclub #seventeen #seventeen imagines #mingyu #seventeen headcanons #wonwoo #wonwoo x reader #mingyu x reader #seventeen seokmin #seventeen fanfic #scoups #coups x reader #jeonghan #jeonghan x reader #joshua #joshua x reader #jun x reader #jun #soonyoung x reader #hoshi #woozi #jihoon #minghao #the8 #seungkwan #vernon #hansol #dino #lee chan

[familyvideostevie]

hi! would you write rooster giving his shy girl cuddles when she's on her period and feeling lonely? thank you <333

anon how did you know this is me rn? so, for you (but also me): you get your period for the first time since you've started seeing rooster and he is just like, the best ever | fluff, fem!reader, 1.4k

The dull ache in your abdomen wakes you earlier than you'd like for a Saturday. You blindly reach for your phone and check the time and then the date -- ugh. Yeah, it's about time for your period.

Mercifully you have not bled on your sheets so you sort yourself out and change from comfy pjs to comfy clothes and resign yourself to a lonely day on the couch. The first few days are always the hardest on you -- you feel sluggish and bloated and tend not to do anything if you can help it.

But lately, your life has taken on a kind of shine you're still getting used to. The biggest thing is the guy you've been seeing: Bradley. It's been just shy of a month and you see him every few days. You've met his aviator friends and he's stayed over at your place once, you at his a few times. He's funny and kind and so handsome and you hope that it changes from "seeing each other" to something more official soon.

That's what stops you from texting him. Maybe if he was officially your boyfriend you'd ask him to pick up some stuff and come over, but you feel shy about doing it for some reason. So you wrap yourself in the sweatshirt he left at your place and settle on the couch to watch something that'll probably make you cry.

Then your phone chirps.

rooster: are you busy today? do you want to walk the boardwalk? i'll buy ice cream : )

Something in your chest starts to ache. You'd mentioned wanting to take advantage of the weather and try the new ice cream shop that opened up by the water.

you: not feeling great today : ( rain check?

Your screen changes a second later, Bradley's contact photo taking over as he calls you. It's a selfie he took on your phone when you were in the bathroom. Oh, you think. Why is he calling you?

"Hi," you say. It sounds a little pathetic.

"Hey," he replies. You imagine him at his place, maybe fresh from his morning run, brows drawn based on the concern in his voice. "Are you okay?"

He's calling because you said you were sick? You don't really know what to do with that. "Yeah, just woke up feeling off. I'm sorry about not going to the boardwalk today."

He hums down the line. "Don't apologize, silly," he says. "Do you need anything? I can get anything you want from the store and bring it over. Do you have lemons? My mom swore by lemon tea when she wasn't feeling great --"

Bradley goes on about the things he could get you at the pharmacy and you feel like laughing and crying at the same time. He's known you for less than a month and he's calling to see if you're alright. God, you think. I could love him someday.

Maybe that's why you just blurt it out, embarrassment tingling in your cheeks. "Bradley," you say, and he stops talking. "I'm not like, sick sick. I just...have my period and feel blah."

Something rustles like he's shifting the phone from one ear to the other. "Oh, sweetheart," he says. He's never called you that before. Your name, yes, and shortened versions of it, yes, but a pet name? Not really. You love it. "I can still buy you stuff for that. You might have to send me pictures of the brands you use, though, because there are so damn many in the aisle."

You will not cry. That would be very cliche of you, and frankly, this is what every girl deserves. But damn if your heart doesn't feel like it's bursting.

"You don't need to buy me anything," you say, softly. You will your shyness away. "But uh, if you don't mind sitting on the couch with a kind of grumpy girl watching nature documentaries all day, you could come over?"

"I absolutely do not mind doing that," he says and you feel like you can hear his smile. "I'll be over in an hour?"

It feels big, somehow, him coming over because you're on your period and feel like shit. Thus far you've spent time together doing things -- going to the Hard Deck or out to eat and, a few times so far, learning each other in bed. You haven't really had a lazy day.

So when he knocks, you slide in your socks to the door maybe a little too fast for the ache you feel all over. You forget that you're in ratty shorts and his sweatshirt until you open the door and he looks you up and down.

"Hi," he says. "Cute." You tug on the sleeves and scrunch up your nose, moving aside to let him in. It's then that you notice he's carrying a bag from the pharmacy.

"Bradley, I said you didn't have to buy anything." He toes off his shoes and shoots you an incredulous look.

"Well, don't get too excited," he says. "I didn't know what flavor of stuff you like so I went kind of basic. I can go get more if you hate all of it."

He sets the bag on your counter and starts to unpack it. You watch him as he does -- damp hair like he showered before he came, workout shorts and a t-shirt that looks oh-so-soft. The scars on his face stand out with his recent tan and you find one you haven't noticed before on his neck. It's fun, the newness of what you have. You're still learning him.

The counter is now full of various ice creams and sweet snacks, as well as some pain medication and...a lemon. "What is your favorite flavor, anyway?" he says, packing the cartons into your freezer.

You tell him and he taps his temple like he's storing it. "I'll remember next time."

Next time.

"Bradley," you mutter. He hears you, turning his head and shutting the freezer. "Thank you for coming over and bringing this stuff."

His eyes go soft and smiles your favorite Bradley smile so far -- it's soft, tender, pleased. "Of course," he says, reaching for you. You take a step and meet him halfway. One big hand tangles with yours and the other cups your jaw, thumb moving slowly over the skin of your cheek. "Thanks for letting me," he adds. He knows that you get shy, that you're still getting to know the private parts of each other.

He kisses you softly and you sigh into his mouth until a wave of cramps hits and you wince. Bradley pulls away with concern on his face until he puts it together. "Sorry," you say. He hushes you.

"Let me make you some of that lemon tea and then we can sit on the couch? I seem to remember you mentioning nature documentaries?" He taps your chin with a knuckle when you nod.

"I like the sound of that," you say.

You try to stay upright as you wait, you really do. But the cramps are coming in waves and you're tired, so you end up horizontal on the couch by the time Bradley brings over the mug.

"Oh," he says, frowning. "Do you want some meds?"

You shake your head. You already took some before he arrived. He puts the mug on your table and cracks his knuckles. The movement gives you an idea.

"Bradley," you say. "I have an idea." He sits on the edge of the couch and puts his hand on your knee.

"Anything."

"Your hands..." you swallow. The shyness creeps up your throat but you persevere. "If you put them here --" you pat your abdomen -- "they'd be like a heating pad."

"Say no more," he says. "Scoot." Bradley actually does all the arranging, settling himself between you and the back of the couch. Your legs tangle and he hooks his chin over your shoulder. "Here?" he asks, putting his hand over the waistband of your shorts.

"Yeah, almost." You can already feel the heat radiating from him and you move his palm so it's on your bare skin under your top, a few fingers sneaking under the waistband of your shorts. It should be sexy, honestly, and while it is intimate, more than anything it's comfortable. "Perfect," you sigh. It really is. He really is.

Bradley relaxes behind you and presses a kiss to your shoulder. "Good," he says. "Now let's watch some badass shit about monkeys or something."

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[puhpandas]

prompt from @kookyc

Extinct

(891 words)

It was supposed to just be a silly marathon.

Gregory threw out the idea to Freddy, who mentioned wanting to learn more about the outside world. Which... he cant really do as only a head, despite Gregory and Vanessa having plans to get him a body.

Gregory just wanted to show him some of the world around him, nature and all that crap, from the comfort of Vanessa's apartment, by watching a nature documentary.

Gregory should have known letting the episode about bears play was a bad idea.

"Bears are extinct?!" Freddy cries, once again suprising Gregory with the suprising amount of emotion in his robotic voice.

Gregory sighs, and facepalms, pausing the TV. "Yeah. Went extinct a couple years back. Polar bears went first, and then they all just kinda dropped from there."

Freddy sputters, and looks at the grizzly bear on the TV with somehow shiny eyes. "B-But I thought humans were supposed to protect nature and the wild animals that inhabit it!"

Gregory frowns. "Yeah, they're supposed to. But things happened and not everything can be saved."

Freddy looks away from the TV and at him, LED eyes shining bright with emotion. "I am a bear. I am Freddy Fazbear. What does this mean for me?"

Gregory sighs. "Oh boy."

"If bears are all extinct, does that mean I am the last bear in the world?" Freddy starts, eyes staring blankly at the wall. "I am not a real bear, though. Does that mean I am apart of my own species? With the Pizzaplex closing down, will there be no more of me made? Am I the last of my kind?!"

Gregory pats Freddys head when he begins to sound frantic, and he grabs the remote, turning off the documentary and putting on YouTube. "Maybe we should watch something else. I dont think worrying over whether you can go extinct as a robot is good for your programming."

Freddy mimics taking a deep breath, like how Vanessa showed him how to do if Freddy ever malfunctions over Gregory being away. "You are right, Gregory. What would my ancestors think if I was wasting the life of the last bear on earth with worrying? They would want me to live it to the fullest!"

Gregory pauses. "Er... that's not what I meant--"

"Nonsense!" Freddy exclaims. "Put on some more information about nature, Superstar. I want to learn about those before me!"

Vanessa walks into the room before Gregory can respond, holding a bowl of popcorn. "I heard yelling. What happened?"

Gregory waves sporratically at the TV and then at Freddy. "Vanessa, tell Freddy that he isn't apart of a species and that he wont go extinct like bears did!"

Vanessa plops down on the couch, and she hums nonchalantly, in thought.

"Well... technically..."

Gregory stares at her. "Vanessa."

Gregory can see a slight twitch in her carefully neural expression, and he feels his blood boil. "Technically, Glamrock Freddys have gone extinct, since they wont be rebuilding another Pizzaplex."

Gregory stands up off the couch. "But he isnt even apart of a species to begin with! He cant even go extinct!"

Vanessa's stony expression finally breaks, and she bursts out laughing when Freddy cries out.

"So it is true!" Freddy exclaims, distraught. "I am the last Glamrock Freddy!"

Gregory shakes his head and sighs, sitting down. "Sure, I guess... but Freddy, you arent just a Glamrock Freddy," Gregory says, and sends Vanessa the stink eye when shes still laughing.

"You're one of a kind. And being so unique that there arent any more of you isnt a bad thing. How would you feel if there were two of me?"

Freddy hums, mulling over Gregory's words. "I cannot imagine there being two of you, Superstar, same with Vanessa, but..." He trails off. "You are not like me, Gregory. You were not created to entertain and inspire. You are just you, and I am me."

"That's right. You're you." Gregory counters. "It doesnt matter why we were created, it matters what we do with our lives while we live them."

Gregory sends Vanessa a meaningful look, and she just stares at them when her laughter dies down considerably, a serious expression on her face.

"Damn," Vanessa pokes him. "Why are you pulling out all of the existential wise words, squirt?"

Gregory shrugs. "I dunno. Freddy seems like he needs it."

Freddy rumbles a low sound, and Gregory recognizes it as thinking. "So..." Freddy begins. "you are saying that I am myself, and there is nobody else like me, therefore I cannot truly die?"

Gregory scratches behind his head. "Well, I didnt put it like that..." He says. "But yeah. I guess."

Freddy smiles. "That was very wise, Superstar." He praises. "I will keep this in mind next time I feel like I am in a jumble."

"...Jumble?" Gregory mutters, then shakes his head. "No problem, Freddy. I just don't want you to have an existential crisis again."

"How about we watch one of your, as you put it, 'vlogs', Superstar?" Freddy asks.

Gregory grins. "You dont even have to ask."

The video Gregory put on was only playing for a couple minutes when Vanessa spoke up suddenly, a quiet mumble.

"Well technically, a long line of Freddys have been fizzled out over decades and never used again, so Freddy can go extinct."

"Vanessa!"

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#got this prompt by using a random number generator #such a silly prompt #pandas writes #oneshot #ficlet #3 star fam #gregory #freddy #vanessa #gregory and freddy #gregory and vanessa #fnaf gregory #fnaf vanessa #glamrock freddy #fnaf fic #prompt #donut holes

[fandomfluffandfuck]

thinkin’ about Bucky who is freshly released from HYDRA, still wary and a little bit feral. He doesn’t know how to manage himself and his new freedom, and neither does Steve.

But they both know that the only person they really feel comfortable around is each other.

Bucky curls tight into Steve at night, under blankets and as close to Steve as possible. Steve holds him like it’s his only job in the world, because to him it is. He holds Bucky’s waist and calls him a good boy, says he’s so loved and so safe. Bucky practically purrs, and responds in a litany of languages.

“Мой. Мой Стиви.” he’ll whisper, and Steve will press a kiss to his nose or forehead and Bucky will melt further into him.

He doesn’t go outside of the apartment much. Being tortured by a secret agency for 90 years will give anyone agoraphobia. So Bucky sticks to Steve’s side at all times, and Steve is more than happy to shower his sweet angel with all the love and affection he has in him.

So it’s not unusual when Steve will be working on the couch and Bucky will come up with a blanket draped over him and a tired look on his face. Steve will just set his work aside, open up his arms, and hold his perfect boy until he falls asleep. He’s had to learn a bit of Russian to be able to understand his baby, especially when he’s really tired.

“Можем ли мы посмотреть шоу о природе?” Bucky will ask, and even if it takes Steve a minute to understand, he’ll nod and turn on the nature documentary.

It’s progress when Steve comes home to find fresh cookies on the counter, and a proud Bucky sitting on the couch.

“Did you make these, Bucky?” Steve will smile, and Bucky will nod happily.

Steve will lean down and kiss him and Bucky will purr and smile brighter than Steve’s seen since he left HYDRA.

And it’s even more progress when Bucky calls Steve on a Wednesday afternoon, and starts rambling in quick Russian (or is it Ukrainian? Steve has a hard time telling sometimes) and Steve has to tell him to slow down.

That’s when Steve learns that Bucky went on a walk today with the service dog provided by SHIELD. All by himself. Steve quickly excuses himself from the building and runs home to shower his darling in praise and cuddles because he is so goddamn proud of him.

Bucky giggles and kisses back, and Steve is totally not crying because he’s getting his best guy back.

That’s all!! Just wanted to share my silly stucky thoughts with you!

Google translated, take with a grain of salt, lol:

"Мой. Мой Стиви." My, my Stevie "Можем ли мы посмотреть шоу о природе?" Can we watch a nature show?

S O B B I N G

Feral Bucky is the fucking worst because he rips my heart out but also the fucking best because there's just...

🤌🏻something about him🤌🏻

So damaged and broken yet so innocent and sweet, too. Burdened by so much but not by social norms. You know. You understand. Clearly.

Feral Bucky, who struggles with words but is especially physical and needy in that way, lives in the deepest parts of my soul. It worms its way into my brain and makes me feral. Words are hard, but touch is easy--when it's Steve, touch is easy.

This is beautiful. Thank you. I love this. I hold it very close to my chest.

#asks #alamiono #bucky barnes #steve rogers #stucky #anon provided writing #sillysickly

[chapel-of-rizztual]

" there you are! i was... hey... what's the matter? have you been crying? "

Action: Cradle

Mountain/Swiss

"There you are! I was... hey... what's the matter? Have you been crying?” Swiss had strolled into the greenhouse set for a date with Mountain that the earth ghouls had planned the day before. It was nothing spectacular, just a picnic on the greenhouse, but Swiss had been looking forward to it since Mountain had suggested it, but seeing the giant ghoul stood in the middle of the greenhouse with tears flowing down his cheeks had his heart shattering.

Mountain sniffed, rubbing at his eye with a fist. “I’m sorry, it’s stupid, just forget about it.”

Swiss took Mountains hands in his, placing a kiss to his knuckles. “If you’re crying, it’s not stupid. What happened, Sunflower?”

“I just- there’s this cat.” He lets out a wet laugh. “ I told you it was stupid.”

Swiss shakes his head, looking up at Mountain. “I don’t think it’s stupid, what about this cat?”

“There’s this cat that’s been coming to the greenhouse to the few months, she’s really friendly, she likes being in my apron pocket when I work.” His bottom lip wobbles. “I called her pumpkin because when I come in in the morning she’s always asleep on one of the pumpkins, but the last few days she hasn’t been here and I’m just- I’m worried. I know that’s stupid, she’s a cat-but-just-“ A couple more tears run down his cheeks.

“Hey.” Swiss gently wiped away a few stray tears from Mountains cheeks. “It’s not stupid, that’s a very valid reason to be upset.”

“I feel silly for crying, she’s just a cat.”

“It’s not silly, not at all, she’s your friend. We can go look for her in the woods if you'd like?”

Mountain shakes his head. “No, I think I’d just be more upset if we didn’t find her.”

“That’s okay, we can go back to the house if you wan-“

“Shit! I completely forgot about our date, I’m sorry, I didn’t-“

“It’s okay, we can plan it for a different day, one where your feeling a bit better.” Mountain nods.“Yes please.”

Swiss takes his hand, dragging him out of the greenhouse. “Common, I’ll make you on of my famous grilled cheese sandwiches, we can watch whatever nature documentary you want, and, I’ll even let you be the little spoon.”

Mountain hums, letting himself be dragged away by Swiss. “That sounds nice, thank you.”

When Mountain goes back to the greenhouse early in the morning, Swiss goes with him, not wanting him to be alone while he’s upset. When they walk in, to their surprise, they see a little black cat curled up within the pumpkins, with three little black kittens nursing on her.

“Holy shit, baby pumpkins.” Mountain gasps.

Swiss nudges his with his shoulder. “Look at that, big guy, you’re a you’re a grandpa.”

Mountain beams at him. “I’m a grandpa!”

#ficlet #the band ghost #ghost headcanons #nameless ghouls #mountain ghoul #swiss ghoul #thanks for the ask! ❤️ #my writing

[mirai-e-jump]

Duet December 2023 Issue ft. Ikeda Masashi Mini Interview (translation below)

Publication: November 7, 2023

Where Passion Resides -Passion for life as an actor-

"The theme this time is "Passion." What made Masashi Ikeda-kun, a multitalented athlete and musician, decide to pursue a career in acting? We asked him to share the passionate feelings he holds inside."

Ikeda: My family loved movies and dramas, so we would rent various genres from the video rental store, such as war documentaries, period dramas, and foreign films, and lived a life where they were always playing in the background. As I was surrounded by movies and dramas, I naturally began to admire the actors who lived in the film world.

However, I couldn't find the courage to pursue my dream….At first, I was just going to find employment. When I was in my third year of college, I was scouted by A-PLUS, the agency I work for now.

I thought again, "How do I want to live my life?" and asked my parents about it. At that time, they told me, "Do whatever you like," so I decided to become an actor, saying, "I only have one life, so I want to take on the challenge!"

I'm grateful to my agency for giving me a chance when I was ready to start job hunting, and to my family for kindly watching over me as I pursued the path I wanted to take. I want to go all the way so that the choice I made that day won't be a mistake.

My first role was as a medical student in episode 10 of Sunday Theater's "TOKYO MER: Mobile Emergency Room"

The tight schedule from morning to late at night made me realize how difficult the profession of being an actor is.

Even in the fast paced and tense environment, the actors, such as Suzuki Ryohei-san and Kaku Kento-san, who played the main roles, performed confidently. Furthermore, I was amazed at how cool and dazzling they looked during the long filming hours, never showing any signs of fatigue and always smiling.

Since I only know about completed productions, I've seen the hard work that goes on behind the scenes, and my fighting spirit is burning to work even harder in my acting career. My main goal now is to play the lead in a drama or movie.

However, since I'm still inexperienced, I'd like to explore new sides of actor Ikeda Masashi by working in various genres, such as comedy and suspense, which I've never tried before.

I live by the motto, "If I'm going to do something, I'll go all the way!" I'll enjoy even the difficult parts, and will continue to do my best from now on!

-Ohsama Sentai King-Ohger- Insider Info

While there were many serious scenes, episode 36 was a silly episode, so there was lots of adlibbing and was fun to film. There's a scene where Jeramie, who I play, manipulates Yanma to dance, and Watanabe Aoto-kun who plays him said to me, "The Director said, I don't care what kind of dancing you do. So, do you have any ideas?" I requested for him to perform the "Awa Odori" dance from my hometown of Tokushima (laughs). I'd like you to see his brave performance in response to my absurd request. I feel bad about making only Aoto-kun dance, so if there's an opportunity, I'll also perform the Awa Odori dance somewhere! (laughs).

#handsome 😳 #ohsama sentai kingohger #kingohger #super sentai #jeramie brasieri #ikeda masashi #masashi ikeda #toku cast #tokusatsu #my scans #my translation #ohsama sentai king ohger #king ohger #interview #magazine #duet magazine #kingohger cast #ok it seems like duet tends to always feature a few toku boys #so I need to keep an eye on this magazine #also I've heard of tokyo mer but never looked into it #kaname jun stars in it huh..... #well...now I have to watch 😳

[bahbzxxx]

✧Ven Ven x Reader relationship hcs I have that I don't think have been mentioned yet✧

☆ミ☆彡☆ミ☆彡☆ミ☆彡☆ミ☆彡☆ミ☆彡☆ミ

✧Narrating each other's every move as if it's a nature documentary~

You eagerly plop yourself right in front of your partner, Kamera ready and in hand. You prepare your narrator voice.

"The secret bird man in his natural habitat, travel weary, spots his pray. It's an apple, sitting idly in a tree. Little does it know that it faces grave danger."

"Windblume..."

"The bird man prepares his plan of attack-he will fly and get it like the big bird he is." You prompt him from behind the scenes. He rolls his eyes, and then slowly spreads his wings as you keep yourself from laughing. He's gonna pay you back for this silliness, he will make sure of that.

"Now look at that. A most beautiful specimen indeed. But does that mean he will succeed in the capture of his prey?"

You point to the tree and mouth and smile at your partner from behind, looking at the apple and nodding in the direction. The bard decides that he will follow his cues-for now. He retrieves the apple, and takes a dramatically large bite.

"ah. Rest in piece apple. You shall be missed, but your place on the food chain...was never that high."

The star actor suddenly tosses the apple away, and then looks at you. He gets to the ground, and prowls slowly towards you.

"Oh... This is strange. Has he found more prey? What has he...oh..."

He's very close to the Kamera.

"Maybe..." He says villainously. "Maybe that apple wasn't the lowest thing on the food chain, windblume...

He pounces on you and pins you down with endless kisses and snuggles before you can even react.

How could you not know this was coming?

Other HCS!!!

✧Lots of naps together, obviously. But you have to have matching eyemasks~ how else will people know that you're off limits?

✧Occasional turf wars with Marvin and Marla. They ended after the first one because you realized that Stormterrors lair is much better for the two of you.

✧ treating the thousand winds temple as if it's your personal ballroom. When that one ruin guard comes, Venti can basically one-shot it at this point. Then, the two of you waltz as if nobody's watching for hours on end.

✧Using anemo slimes as toys/pets- sometimes, gently bopping an anemo slime back and forth is low-key fun, especially if both of you are extremely lazy and drained and aren't in the mood for anything else. Sometimes, the two of you hold weddings for anemo slimes because of the one time you were cooing over how cute two anemo slimes looked together and the archon has never forgotten how cute that was.

✧Breaking into the cathedral to tune all the unused instruments and play the giant organ-youve never gotten caught

✧lots of travel- not that you're rich, but actual adventuring where you experience all teyvat has to offer with him. The two of you also enjoy finding natural spas...

✧massages. He loves how ticklish you are, and you love how ticklish he is. It's just cute...especially when his wings pop out of nowhere.

✧ loves when you pick up new instruments, or if you want to sing or embrace your musicality. Let him teach you a few things, he would love to perform with you someday!!!

✧Let him tell you his stories. Just ask him, don't be shy... he's been a wallflower to many, many stories as much as an active force...so he knows what's up.

#venti headcanons #venti #beloved of the anemo archon #venti x reader #venti fluff #relationship hcs #genshin x reader #venti x y/n #venti x you #venti x windblume #windblume #genshin

[thegridgoddess]

Charles Leclerc x Fem! F1 Driver OC - race oneshot

Warnings: Angst, teammate rivalry, good ending, enemies to lovers?

Description: Charles' teammate is not what he expected. Their rivalry is one for the history books. In one of the last races of the season, who will come out on top?

A/N: This was just a silly shower thought, but I hope you all enjoy it! This is one of the first fanfics I've written, so I'm still on the learning curve of things. Their story continues!

500 words

It’s only a couple more laps to go until the end of the race. Her teammate taunts her from behind, the 16 on his car looming on her mirrors. She needs these points, but not more than him. Riley has been in a tense competition against her teammate all season. The championship swapping hands between them every other race. She just finally got a good gap on Charles in the points by getting first in the last two races–one of which, Charles DNFed.

Charles’s car approaches hers on the straight and an idea suddenly crosses her mind. She takes the next corner wide, braking early–surprising Charles and forcing his car to rear end hers, sending both of them into the gravel.

“Nooo!” He yells on his radio. “She left me no space!”

“Charles,” his engineer says calmly, “be careful what you say on the radio.”

Both of them are out of the grand prix, but one of them is still in the lead for the title. The rest is pretty much irrelevant to their team when the two drivers have the constructors in the bag. The closest team was still a hundred points behind them. The championship was theirs as long as they didn’t squander it.

Riley tries to keep the smirk off her face as she hops out of her car. The crash gave it a good spin, but it’s nothing that can’t be fixed. She wouldn’t be the first driver to cause an accident on purpose for personal gain.

Charles locks eyes with her as he climbs out of his car over the halo. His gaze was menacing as he walked toward her, sending gravel everywhere with each step. “You did that on purpose,” he spits out.

“Careful,” Riley responds, “they're all watching.” She looked toward the crowd behind them. Even Charles wouldn’t want to deal with the repercussions of a teammate argument caught on camera.

But with such few races left in the season, the Monegasque driver was losing his patience. No one could have anticipated the rivalry that would brew between them. When Ferrari had chosen Riley after a few moderately successful years at Williams, they thought she would be a consistent driver. Good enough–that’s all she was supposed to be. Someone to support Charles on his way to the podium. They never saw it coming when she let her aggressive nature come out on the track. Just as she had wanted it. No one would want to sign a loose cannon, would they?

Charles huffed and that was the end of their conversation while the two waited for a lift back to the garage.

Inside the garage, they both dodged the documentary crew cameras as they made their way to the back, rounding the corner out of sight.

“Seriously, Riley,” Charles said. “What the hell?” The man before her was fuming, sweat making his hair slick and veins still protruding.

“Sorry, Charles, that’s just the name of the game,” she shrugged. This only agitated Charles more.

He slammed his arm on the wall behind her, locking her in between. “As your teammate, I am going to crush you and make sure you never even think about pulling off a move like that again,” he said. “But as your boyfriend,” he paused, a smile creeping onto his face, “that’s my girl.” He leaned in to kiss her like the proud boyfriend he was.

#charles leclerc #charles leclerc x female driver #cl16 #oneshot #formula 1 #f1 fic #f1 fanfic #f1 charles leclerc #angst with a happy ending #one shot #rivalry #racing #ferrari #charles leclerc x fem driver #fan fic writing #is this any good #sorryyyy #imagine #charles leclerc one shot #scuderia ferrari #is anyone even gonna read this