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camelotsstuff · 1 year
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may i propose to you a renison and andreil au in which renee is the queen and her bastard brothers, aaron and andreil are her advisors.
one day they are visited by a knight and her squire, allison and neil, who have come to the castle to pledge their loyalty to the new queen.
andrew, however, trusts them as far as he can throw them. especially the blue eyed squire with box dyed hair, wandering eyes, and a suspicious physique for a mere “squire”.
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fuzzyduxk · 1 year
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so basically i was thinking, and the conclusion i came to is that i wanna fuck all the members of the fruity four. not a far out there thing to think, am i right. so here’s the diagram i made to how our relationships would go.
basically the full lines are the sexual relationships, and the dotted lines are the platonic with a capitol P relationships. it’s gay any way you look at it 😌
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yoonglestummy · 1 year
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Sad Boys With Cigarettes
Jimin never liked that Suga guy, the one who hides his identity behind his phone, the one who has songs he produced at #1 on the charts. It wasn’t because he was good at what he does, it’s because he has rejected Jimin how many times, either in DM’s or on Twitter, Jimin still wasn’t a fan. Determined to get what he wants, Jimin finds himself digging deep into Suga’s life only to come out empty handed. Jimin just want to make a song with the producer who raps like a god, is that too much to ask for?
( @donttelltheelff @ccssll1122 @foshizzlebizzle @jinslipsandshoulders @lovesavepeace97 @niallsarmveinstho @hierarchyfneeds @mirageofcapricorn @im-naturally-blond @aloneinherroom @pleasegivemearemedyyy @secretmermaid24 )
🚬49/?
(( HAHA IM STILL HERE FUCKERS I HAVENT KI\\3D MYSELF YET ))
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mocchimi · 1 year
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Happy new year everyone ☆(•^-^•)☆
What better way to start the new year, than with a little Wingrod thingie. I wrote this as a part of the fanfiction I'm currently writing, but I think we need more Wingrod, so I'll just post it.
I am kind of hesitant because I'm not sure if I got the characters right, I hope so, if not I'm sorry.
Anyways moving on, the beautiful ship was introduced to me by @avoidghost so yeah, have more of it because it's great alright.
A warning aswell, I don't understand how cybertronian time works, it's different in every fanfiction I read and there are so many different ways that I found on the internet so I'm ignoring it for now and use earth time.
Enjoy reading this little thing :D
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Candlelight looked incredible reflecting off of Wing’s plating.The light flickered across his faceplate, giving it a soft glow. He looked beautiful and Hot Rod really tried his best not to stare. Wing hadn’t noticed him just yet and instead looked at a crystal flower in his hands.
The light caught in it’s petals and broke into a thousand colors, dancing across Wing’s white plating. His golden optics were dimmed, making him seem relaxed. A small smile danced across the flyer’s lips, softening his faceplate even more.
Hot Rod wasn’t sure why exactly he was even here. Wing had asked for him, true, but he just didn’t get why. They had made some progress in the last few weeks, not something the speedster would call a success though. He didn’t ignore his friends and their tries to help him any longer, but really opening up and returning to his carefree attitude got harder and harder. Wing had opened a dam with his words and now he could no longer close it.
“I don’t think you can return to being ‘The good old Hot Rod’ because that mech is no longer you. He died that day you tried to save your brother and now you don’t know who you are yourself.” Hot Rod looked at the flyer, shock evident on his faceplate. "What?" He got out, his voice cracking. Wing looked at him with sad optics. "Hot Rod, you're lying to yourself and it's starting to hurt you. Let me help, I cannot bear to watch you destroy yourself." A gentle embrace followed the words, as Hot Rod felt tears dripping from his optics. He buried his face in Wings neck and clung to him as ugly sobs wrecked his frame.
The words still echoed in his head. He hated that Wing had been right. For all his talk and attitude, Hot Rod did not know who he really was. Finding that was harder than he imagined, and there had been more than one occasion where he just wanted to stop and leave it be.
Wing never allowed that. He stayed with the speedster and caught him when he tried to give up. The unending patience from the flyer was a blessing, but also a curse. No matter what Hot Rod tried, the flyer never left him truly alone, always there to listen and give him what he needed in that specific moment.
Hot Rod wanted to give him something back for all the trouble, but Wing never asked for anything in return. Not even Drift could help him there. Wing was happy with helping Hot Rod find himself and understand that he was worth something.
Now he stood here, in one of the many gardens Crystal City had, staring at Wing surrounded by candlelight and watching colors dance across his plating. The flyer was beautiful and breathtaking. Hot Rod nearly felt ashamed for the attraction he felt towards the other, but how could he actually be ashamed? Wing was so incredible and gorgeous. It would be more shameful to not feel something for the swordsmech.
But all that did no longer matter as Wing turned his head and smiled gently at him. Hot Rod felt his spoiler flutter and his spark racing. Never would he get over the sheer adoration he felt when Wing smiled at him like that. How had Hot Rod deserved such a perfect mech as his friend?
“Hot Rod, come sit down with me.”
His body moved on it’s own accord and soon he sat beside the beautiful flyer, staring at the others face. Wing gently pulled one of his servos up and interlocked their digits. The speedster felt energon rush into his cheeks, painting a flush across his face. The flyer raised his other servo and presented the crystal flower to Hot Rod. He took the flower hesitatingly from the other and looked at Wing in awe.
The swordsmech chuckled quietly and looked at Hot Rod with adoration filling his optics. “It’s a gift, don’t look so surprised.” He said, as Hot Rod looked down at the flower. A gift? “I wanted to talk with you.” At that, Hot Rod looked up at Wing again.
The other seemed nervous, staring at his free servo, while trying to find words. That was unusual. Wing always found words to say, ones that may not be perfect in that moment, but he never fought with himself to find words. Hot Rod wasn't quite sure how to read that behavior, considering he had never seen Wing like this.
Unsure, nervous and almost vulnerable. He did not like it.
Wing took a deep vent, before locking optics with Hot Rod. “I am unsure how to approach this whole situation correctly.” An awkward cough followed the silence. “I have never found myself in a situation quite like this, if I am being honest.” That did not ease the knot forming in Hot Rod’s tanks.
Wing squeezed his servo and nodded to himself. “In the past few months I found that I greatly enjoy your company. You have grown from when I first met you and I wish to stay by your side to witness the rest of it, to see who you’ll be. I don't know if you feel the same, but I want to know where this could lead us.” Hot Rod stared at Wing, energon warming his cheeks and his servo holding the crystal flower trembling. Did Wing just say that? He did and it seemed he wanted to say more, so Hot Rod stayed quite. “I like you, a lot. This is not quite love, but I'm sure it could developed into it." The flyer looked at Hot Rod and raised his free servo to the others cheek, gently stroking it. "I want to try being together as more than friends, if you're okay with that."
Hot Rod felt like his spark was about to burst from his chestplate. His hands were trembling and he could do nothing more than stare at Wing in utter disbelief. This incrediblely patient, gorgeous and nicest mech Hot Rod had ever met, had just declared that he wanted a relationship with the speedster. This had to be a dream, but Hot Rod knew that he wouldn’t let himself come up with something so beautiful. No, he felt to guilty to believe he deserved something like this. He tried to vent, but found himself unable to do it properly. Wing's face grew concerned and the speedster could hear the other call his name.
"You mean that?" He got out. His vocalizer cracked and filled with static, but he got it out and Hot Rod watched understanding dawn on Wing's faceplate. The concern was still evident, but was now accompanied with the softness of before. Wing closed his optics and nodded. "Yes, every word I just said. I mean it with my whole spark." He opened his optics again anf looked at Hot Rod with the earnest expression he had ever seen. It broke the younger one even more. Tears welled up in his optics, but a smile also formed on his lips.
Hot Rod sobbed as he fell into Wing's arms, clutching him like a he would disappear the second he let go. Wing soothed him, running his free servo over Hot Rod's spoiler and tightening the grip of his other servo still intertwined with Hit Rod's. "I'm gonna be a lot of work." The speedster mumbled into the flyer's neckcables. Wing nodded. "Yes, you will be." Hot Rod turned his helm to look at the older mech, seeing a loving smile instead if the disappointment he expected. "But I can be patient and you are worth it, don't ever doubt that." With that hr planted a kiss on Hot Rod's helm and they returned to embracing each other.
The candlelight illuminating their frames as they sat quietly in the garden for hours. Hot Rod felt happier than ever before, with Wing curled around him, holding him close to the flyer's spark. The speedster smiled and let himself fall into recharge, knowing that Wing would be there when he woke up, loving him. Coming to Crystal City had been a great idea.
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xzbat-loverzx · 2 years
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I forgot that I made this LMAOOOO but it’s really cruddy -_-
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artemixxs · 1 year
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Have I started to write ridiculous little stories about Erling Haaland and Martin Odegaard? Yes. Is it very gay? Yes.
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kswlust · 1 year
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you know it's real when you're reading a lesbian smut and imagining it as the two of you doing it..
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nzn43 · 2 years
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Dimension War- Star in the Void
Ship- OrangePurple Note- The ship is not really there in the AU but it's something fun to do on the side. ===========
Stars are something normal in the end. Very common that it's not that surprising but...even though the stars are normal, this one shines the most. The Ender knight was only in their office when a star that stood out in the void came running down. It caught their attention enough to go out to see who is it. Going near where the star has landed, it stood up slowly after landing. Upon seeing something they have never seen before, feathers of blue and white dawn on the star. Their white armor and cloak shine bright in this darkness of a void. Have...the Ender knight found what they have been looking for? They have always know that there is a empty slot in their piece but to find it so soon.... The Star stood and looked at them, the shaped cosmic reflected their face. It took a second when the star bowed down and apologized. "Terribly sorry, Ender knight for staring." "no no, it's alright" Yes, the Ender knight hates to be stared at like any endermen would be but this is different. "What reason do you have to fall here into the end?" "I was to gather dimensions to war against the nether star" The Ender knight stopped, thinking as it is important to know whose side is more of a worth. "In the ender culture, you must prove your worth within the end. Then perhaps we may know whom to trust" The star nodded in approval. Although, The Ender knight thinks the star have already passed the worth, the dragon may not think so. Both Stars and the end stood within the distance, the time ticks as the battle begins. The Star may think it's a simple proof of trust if the end homeland is able to be protected if sided but for the Ender knight, it was a dance.
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roosterbox · 1 year
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I finally got to the ladder scene
Holy shiiiiiiiit
Can you believe
That this was broadcast on network television?
Also, I can’t believe that y’all watched this happen when it aired, and somehow didn’t spontaneously combust.
This is some gay ass shit, my dudes.
(Also oh god I feel so bad for Will right now. I know I ship hannigram but holy hell it’s awful the way Hannibal manipulates him in this season. And Will is such a precious bean. It hurts, man.)
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I'm painting my boyfriend 🏳️‍🌈
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the100thballoon · 11 months
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i'm fine (lying on the couch watching wlw tiktok compilations on youtube)
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yoonglestummy · 1 year
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Sad Boys With Cigarettes
Jimin never liked that Suga guy, the one who hides his identity behind his phone, the one who has songs he produced at #1 on the charts. It wasn’t because he was good at what he does, it’s because he has rejected Jimin how many times, either in DM’s or on Twitter, Jimin still wasn’t a fan. Determined to get what he wants, Jimin finds himself digging deep into Suga’s life only to come out empty handed. Jimin just want to make a song with the producer who raps like a god, is that too much to ask for?
( @donttelltheelff @pleasegivemearemedyyy @mirageofcapricorn @ccssll1122 @foshizzlebizzle @hierarchyfneeds @niallsarmveinstho @aloneinherroom @lovesavepeace97 @im-naturally-blond )
🚬42/?
(Are we getting close to the end? :0 (spoiler alert: We’re not💛))
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dcundiesfan · 1 year
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This account get soooo many spam sexygirl follows, it's rather insane... At least two per day. You'd think the bots could tell I barf rainbows.
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lotrmusical · 2 months
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never let anyone tell you that trawling through mediocre victorian poetry isn't worth it. we just happened upon an absolute BANGER of a worm poem. go read it or else 🪱🪱🪱
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butchfalin · 5 months
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the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again
#yeehaw#1k#5k#10k#posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours?#also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that!#unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference#edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense#also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags#1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now#he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic#2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign#like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock#3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing#it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is#extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once#it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life#i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about#Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect#if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it#aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week
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