#& she was like it was fine it sucked to have to do it again but it all ended up fine

[marril96]

Casually Cruel

Chapter 1: Cruel for the Sake of Cruelty

Pairing: Agatha Harkness x reader

Summary: set in WandaVision 1.09. After Agatha's defeat, you beg Wanda not to brainwash her.

You'd told her that this was a horrible idea, but Agatha, ever stubborn, refused to listen, and now you were going to lose her, and you were too frightened to even cry about it.

"It'll be fine," she'd assured you, and, like a fool, you'd believed her.

Or rather indulged her for the bad feeling you'd had about this had never waned, no matter how hard you tried to suppress it, or pretended to do so.

The Avenger, Wanda Maximoff, had created a hex of some sort that was insanely powerful. More powerful than anything you'd ever witnessed, and you've been dating Agatha Harkness for two centuries. More powerful than her.

It had, of course, gotten Agatha's attention.

She wanted this power.

And what she wanted, she got. She took.

She was going to do this with or without you, so you decided to come along, just in case. The entire plan reeked of danger, of tragedy; you weren't going to leave her alone if something were to go wrong. You were nowhere near her power level — no one was, or so you'd thought until now — but two witches were better than one.

Taking over some poor guy's house and mind-controlling him wasn't your idea of fun, even if he did have a hilarious name, but what was even less fun was the role Agatha had chosen for you as the two of you had blended into Wanda's weird sitcom universe.

The bratty, mouthy daughter.

"Absolutely not," was the first thing that had come out of your mouth, but she was adamant that that was how things had to be. Since she was fulfilling the nosy neighbor archetype, there wasn't much else to work with. Your choices were to either be her fake daughter or to not leave the house until this whole charade was over.

So, fake daughter, you were.

It took some time for you to pick up on the era-appropriate slang (so many years had passed since; you barely even remembered what you ate for dinner last night, let alone terminology from decades ago), but Agatha was a good teacher. She made sure your act was almost as perfect as hers.

You hated every moment of it, but getting to insult her while you were in character made up for it. You'd found Agnes telling you, in retort to your rudeness, that you're not too old to bend across her knee particularly amusing. That was the highlight of every day here, actually.

Though, usually, it was Agatha bent across your knee instead of the other way around. A barking dog who liked to get bit.

She ended up getting bit for real.

You'd tried to change her mind, tried to convince her it wasn't worth it, hell, had even offered sex in exchange for getting the hell out of here, but she was dead set on getting whatever power it was that Wanda Maximoff had.

Chaos magic, it had turned out.

Wanda Maximoff was the Scarlet Witch.

Agatha was so fucked.

You'd stayed out of the fight. Agatha had assured you she could handle it. All you had ro do was watch and admire her handiwork.

Instead, you almost ended up weeping.

Almost for you didn't dare let any tears fall lest you crumble to pieces right then and there.

Agatha was close to victory, but Wanda had outsmarted her. She had gotten the upper hand and had turned the tables, sucking Agatha dry of all the power she'd amassed over the centuries.

"Good girl," Agatha said as Wanda lowered her to the ground, near where you were standing.

On her knees, she looked pitiful, like a wounded puppy. All you wanted to do was scoop her up and hold her and never let her go. Never let anyone lay a hand on her again.

Yes, she had started the fight, and yes, she hadn't listened to you, but you couldn't be mad at her. Not for long. Not when she was so vulnerable, barely a step above a normal human.

It wasn't right.

It wasn't fair.

You supposed something like this was bound to happen eventually. She was bound to come across one who would wipe the floor with her and make her their bitch. You just didn't think it would happen now.

"So, what now?" Agatha asked, feigning nonchalance. Trying — and failing, desperately so — to put on as brave a face as she could, when you knew for a fact she was a mess on the inside. A mess you'd already started making plans to take care of. "You just gonna lock me up somewhere?"

Over your dead body.

"No. Not somewhere," Wanda said, disgustingly pleased with herself. "Here."

Agatha was confused, as were you. "Here?"

"Mmhmm. I'll give you the role you chose. The nosy neighbor."

Blood ran cold in your veins. She couldn't possibly be saying what you thought she was saying. She wouldn't do that. She couldn't.

She was a hero.

Heroes didn't kick people while they were down.

Heroes weren't cruel.

Agatha was mortified. "No. Please."

Your heart broke at how small, how utterly helpless she was. The Agatha you knew didn't beg. She didn't plead. She wasn't terrified to the bone.

She wasn't powerless.

"I'm sorry," Wanda said, even though she was clearly not.

Agatha called her out on it. "No, you're not. You're cruel."

Wanda ignored her, smirk proudly plastered over her mouth.

And people thought Agatha was a monster.

Unable to watch any further, swallowing the fear, the utmost despair that coiled inside you, you stepped in front of Agatha before Wanda could reach her. Your arms spread wide, covering her. Shielding her. Protecting her, if only momentarily.

"Wanda, please," you said, voice cracking.

Wanda didn't care. "Get out of my way."

A brave tear escaped down your cheek. "Please, don't do this. She's all I have."

"She should have thought of that before she tried to kill me," Wanda said coldly.

"Yes, she should have. She shouldn't have attacked you." She should have fucking listened to you. "That doesn't make doing this to her right."

As an alleged hero, she should know that.

There was defeating an enemy, and then there was torture.

Heroes didn't do that.

Not even you and Agatha did that.

Wanda scowled. "Doesn't it?"

So much for the esteemed hero.

Your eyes pricked with newly blooming tears. Your heart quickened. "Please. I promise you, she won't bother you again. I'll make sure of it."

"What makes you think your promises mean anything to me?"

"They may mean nothing to you, but…" They meant everything to you. To Agatha. "I love her too much to lose her. She knows that. And she knows what's at stake now."

Wanda pondered on it for a moment. "Am I supposed to forget what she did to me?"

You did worse, you thought, but didn't dare say it out loud. She'd enslaved an entire town. Made them live through her nightmares. Stole their children away from them.

Nothing Agatha did to her could compare to the trauma she's inflicted on these people.

"No. You have every right to hate her," you said. "Please, just… don't take her from me. Please."

"You could keep her company here, if you want," Wanda said, threat clear in her voice.

She could brainwash you and Agatha together.

A chill shot through you, straight to the bone. "I've done nothing to you."

"You came here with her." Okay. Fair point. "If you want to stay with her," Wanda continued, "I can arrange that. It's your choice."

"Is that something you want your kids to see? Their mother torturing people?" you asked. Two could play this game.

"Leave my children out of this!" Wanda snapped.

You'd hit a nerve.

"You're involving them by doing this in front of them."

She looked back at her boys, huddled at their father's side.

"You tortured this entire town, and now you want to torture Agatha," you kept on, having gathered your last remnants of courage. Of hope that the woman you loved could still be saved. "With the town, at least it wasn't on purpose." Not from the beginning, anyway. "But doing it to her? That is on purpose."

Wanda turned back to you. Red rimmed her eyes, the same shade as her outfit. Tears threatening to break free.

"No child should see their mother do that," you told her.

Silence befell you as Wanda stared, first at you and then at the ground, lost in thought. Going through your words one by one. Trying to think back a suitable retort, but none were coming to mind.

She knew you were right.

God, you hoped she knew you were right.

You'd promised Agatha, a long time ago, that you would always have her back, and you intended to make good on it. You wouldn't let the Scarlet Witch lay another finger on her — not without a fight.

If she killed you, so be it.

At the very least, Agatha would know you were telling the truth. She would know that you weren't one of the people who would stab her in the back while promising her loyalty.

She would know that she was right to trust you.

Finally, without meeting your gaze, after what seemed like forever, Wanda said, "Get her out of my face."

You gasped. "You mean…?"

"Get her out of here." She looked at Agatha cowering behind you, face contorted with venom. "I better not see you again. You know what's coming if I do."

A relief like you'd never felt before lifted off your shoulders. You were weightless, lighter than a feather.

Wanda was letting Agatha go. The woman you loved was going to be okay.

You'd managed to keep your word.

You didn't let her down.

Not wanting to waste another second, worried that Wanda was going to change her mind, you reached out for Agatha's hand and pulled her to her feet. Your arms were around her before she managed to steady herself, your magic sparkling, blooming from your fingertips. With a swift thought of, Up, you leapt up into the air.

Agatha held on to you like she never had before. For safety. For dear life. Her heart running marathons against your chest.

"It's okay," you told her as you flew higher, higher, higher, as far away as you could from this awful place. From the woman who'd almost taken her from you. "I got you. You're safe."

A circle opened up in the hex, a farewell gift from Wanda for the two of you. The final get-the-fuck-out.

You happily obliged. No hesitation, no looking back.

You never wanted to see her or Westview again.

"Y/N…" Agatha said weakly. Meekly. So unlike her.

A wordless thank you.

It broke your heart.

"I love you. I hope you know that." You nuzzled the crook of her neck. Kissed her hair. "I'd do anything for you."

Even confront an unhinged witch with power alike that of a deity.

Agatha's grip on you tightened. I know, the gesture said. Me, too.

Though, going forwards, it was going to be up to you to make sure the two of you were safe. Until she got at least a tiny fraction of her power back.

You hoped you were up to the challenge.

*****

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[bunnivez]

May I please request alpha! Cinnabar trying for a baby with her omega when their rut and heat synchronise? Nsfw, if you may. Thank you! О³О

Comment: This was on a more fluffy smut side, refreshing and honestly i’m inlove HHEHEH. Enjoy! Thank you so much for requesting nonnie !!

જ⁀➴ … Event .. This event is omegaverse themed

“Yes baby.. oh fuck yes.” Cinnabar almost whined, her hold on you was tight, afraid that if she let go for even one second, the moment would be ruined.

Not like you want her to let go anyway. You yourself were clinging and whining underneath her, wrapping your legs around her waist, needing to push her further inside your greedy hole, desperate to be filled with every inch she is willing to offer.

It was clear about Cinnabar’s intentions as she pounded into you. She had told you before, many times actually. It started one night when she held you in her arms, staring at you lovingly, caressing your cheek gently. Then, the words came out.

“I want a baby… with you.”

You looked at her surprise, processing her words carefully. Your lips parted,

“A.. a baby?”

“Yes.. well, if you don’t mind of course. I am fine with just having you, I was only thinking—” “I want one too.” You smiled at her. It caused her to blush and scratch the back of her head, “You.. do?” She laughed a bit.

*plap**plap*plap*

“You’re so pretty baby, so pretty like this, ah.. s-shit you’re so tight— my pretty girl.” You could hear her breathing quicken, her grunts and slight whines. All you could do was look at her. She looked so pretty, so desperate to fill every inch of your womb as if it isn’t already stuffed to the brim.

The way her skin was coated with sweat, the uneven breathing, the way her muscles looked from this angle.

Cinnabar came back to kissing the valley between your abused breasts. Nipples hard and sensitive from how much they have been sucked on. You whined loudly when you felt her hand reach down to your puffy clit, rubbing tights circles urging you to cum once again on her cock.

You don’t even remember how many times you came already, less would she with how drunk she is again the feeling of your walls squeezing her.

“B-baby, so close! Fuck!” You gasped. You could feel her twitch inside you; she was also close.

You felt it, the knot snapped and you squirted hard. You heard her moan and it wasn’t long before you felt her hot seed fill you once again.

She wasn’t done, not yet. She needed more. It was strange, animalistic. You felt so overstimulated, so sensitive, any small touch felt like too much. It wasn’t only you, Cinnabar felt it too. It felt like too much but her body screamed for more, she needed you. She needed to breed you, and breed you so good to the point where you end up pregnant with her babies.

You felt her pull out which made you whine. It felt strange not having her inside you. Just when you were about to relax you felt her roll you to your side. Confused, you turned your head around to look at her.

“Just one more princess, yeah? One more, oh yes!” She moaned as she once again inserted herself inside you.

This time Cinnabar had more control over herself, the heat wasn’t as bad as it was previously. However, even with her gentle movements it still felt like a lot to you, it was becoming overwhelming.

You felt her hand press gently on the bulge on your tummy, both formed by her cock and semen. Oh how she couldn’t wait for a baby to start growing inside you; you’d look so pretty, so cute and round. She’d treat you like a princess (not that she doesn’t already).

You stared into her pretty eyes, one hand running over her short dark blue hair as you moaned loudly for her.

You’ll spend an eternity in her arms, but part of you doesn’t mimd, not at all actually.

[in1-nutshell]

Hi & is it okay for Another of Transformer crossovers

With TFA Silver Aid meeting Spiderverse?

(You can also any bots/cons with Silver, if you like)

thank you

Silver Aid is not the only spider around!

Hope you enjoy!

Silver Aid and Optimus Prime go into the Spiderverse

SFW, Platonic, Romance, Cybertronian (technoorganic) reader

TFA/SPIDERVERSE

Silver Aid was overworked.

Megatron and the others were being more reckless than usual with the Autobots.

And some of his more questionable missions, which end up being fruitless and an angry group to help later.

Silver tried her hardest to make sure everyone was in top shape once they got out of the med bay.

It didn’t take long for the rest of the team to realize how worked up she was.

Silver Aid was looking over the supply case when Megatron and the others came in. Silver Aid blinked a bit before worriedly going up to them. Silver Aid: “Is everything all right?” She takes Megatron’s servo and starts looking at it. Megatron paces his other servo on top of her. Megatron: “Everything is fine Silver Aid.” Silver Aid: “Then why is everyone doing here?” Blitzwing: “This is an intervention.” Silver Aid: “What?” Blitzwing: “You are working too hard and for long periods of time Silver Aid. It is not healthy.” Silver Aid: “I’m fi—” Starscream: “Don’t even start with that load of scrap heap. You are running off of fumes! Again!” Silver Aid annoyingly huffs. Lugnut: “It is important to take more breaks Silver Aid, we have talked about this in the past.” Silver Aid takes her servos and crosses them. Silver Aid: “I’m sorry but someone has to make sure you don’t bleed all over the floor and function properly. You wouldn’t last 3 days if I didn’t put in all this work.” Megatron: “We are not undermining your work. We simply think you should also prioritize your health.” Silver Aid sends him a harsh glare. He stares back at her. A minute goes by before she sighs and smirks. It sent a chill down Megatron’s back struts, though for the reason why was up for debate. Silver Aid: “How about a little bet? If I leave for 3 days and the base and yourselves are not scrap metal… I will consider a change in my normal routine.” Megatron: “But…” Silver Aid steps forward and shoves a digit in Megatron’s chassis. Silver Aid: “But if I find the med bay and you all a mess, I Will come for all your hides.” Megatron: “…Deal.” Silver Aid and Megatron shake servos as the techno organic begins to walk out of the room. Starscream: “Wait your leaving now?” Silver Aid: “Of course! See you all in 3 days!” The mechs in the room: “…”

Silver Aid walked out the base and realized that she didn’t exactly have a place to stay meanwhile the deal was on.

She figured that one of the nearby cave systems would do for the time being.

The medic would have gone to the Plant, but she wanted to stay as far from any potential fights as possible.

Staring at the setting sun an idea struck her.

It would be another 2 hours before Optimus would be going on patrol, why not spend it with him?

Optimus was a bit surprised to find Silver Aid calling him.

Like her, the Prime was running off of fumes.

Swamped with work, though most mainly caused by the Decepticon’s, the occasional human villain of the week, and his team occasionally breaking out into fights.

He almost jumped at the opportunity to get a short break.

Optimus made sure to let Ratchet know he was heading out early for patrol.

The medic acknowledged him as the Prime transformed and peeled it to the set location.

The two met at an abandoned shipyard not too far from the main port.

The two were tired but grateful to see each other again under much more peaceful circumstances.

As they chatted the familiar sound of a portal made them stop.

Optimus quickly activated his axe and stood in front of Silver Aid. Silver Aid grabbed his arm tightly while gripping to sturdy pole with the other servo. Silver Aid: “Prime, I swear if we get sucked into the portal, I will personally make sure Megatron does not attack you and your team for 2 months.” Both are anticipating for the portal to start dragging them in. Optimus: “I don’t think its sucking… I think it’s—” Four objects shot out of the portal. Optimus quickly grabs two of them while Silver grabbed the other two. The portal closed. The bots took notice that these were humans in costumes. Optimus had a human with part of their hair out and one that seemed to be glitching with different colors. Silver had a human with a black and red costume and another with a white and pink suit. They all groaned holding their heads. Silver motioned Optimus to place them down, both kneeling in front of them. The medic carefully helped the black and red human sit up. The eye’s on the costume blinked widely. She gave them a gentle smile. Silver Aid: “Hello there, your safe. All of you are.” The humans slowly start looking around at their surroundings. Optimus: “My name is—” The red and black one suddenly squealed and stood up. Miles: “Your Optimus Prime! And your Silver Aid!” Both bots blink in confusion. It was common for the humans to fawn over the Autobots, but one fawning over her? The others suddenly jumped up and looked at them, they could feel the excitement rolling off of them. Silver Aid: “That is correct… how do you know our names?” Miles: “We know about Transformers and recently re watched some of the series. Umm, my name is Miles.” The white and blue one slapped his head. White and blue: “Secret identities! Remember?” The two had a silent argument that led to the white and blue human sighing. Gwen: “I’m Gwen.” The one that constantly glitched and his companion waved. Pav: “I’m Pav! And this is Hobbie!” Hobbie saluted at the bots.

Optimus and Silver sat down listening to the teens explaining that they all knew them as childhood TV characters.

Beloved in multitude of rebirths and comics in their universes.

When asked about the costumes after the face reveal, they stated they were spider people.

This caught Silver’s attention.

What did they mean by that?

But before she could ask, the ground underneath them caved in.

Silver Aid woke up to harsh lights and what looked like a lab setting.

Optimus was in the berth next to her also waking up.

She could groggily make out the teens at the end of the room.

A bigger human in a similar outfit was in front of them waving his arms angerly.

She did not like it.

Her optics narrowed when the bigger human touched Miles’s shoulder and winced.

Silver Aid transformed into her alt mode, jumped up and landed in front of the kids, separating them from the bigger human. Silver Aid: “What did you do to him!” Miles quickly got in front of her patting her longer legs. Miles: “It’s okay! It’s okay! Miguel’s just a bit rough and grouchy!” Her optics flickered from the bigger human to Miles. She sighed as she transformed back into bot form. Silver Aid: “I apologize. I thought you were hurting the children.” Miles: “I’m 15!” Silver Aid: “Did I stutter?” Optimus walking next to her with wide optics. Optimus: “Where are we?” Miguel: “You are in our headquarters.” Optimus: “Headquarters for what?” Gwen: “A Spider society in this dimension for all the spider people to come to.” Optimus and Silver Aid look at each other. Optimus: “You know—” Silver Aid: “The 2 months I know, I know.”

Enter Peter B and Jessica Drew.

Miles and the others had never seen Peter or Jessica love so quickly before.

Both were just staring up at the bots with happy expressions.

Did they really have that much of a positive impact in these dimensions?

A small baby swinging on a web landed on Silver’s shoulder.

The technorganic’s optics widened gently holding the little babe in her servos.

She quietly asked if all spider people could do that.

Silver Aid could have cried at that moment when she saw them swing around.

The teens offered to give the two bots a tour, given the way they entered this universe… it was going to take about a day or two to get it fixed and tested correctly.

Optimus is given the ‘Honorary Spidey’ title.

Silver Aid was already given the spider person title.

She was shocked to hear that the majority of the spidey’s there started when a spider bit them.

That was the same thing that happened to her… well a nice way to put it.

Optimus and Silver stick to each other’s sides the entire stay.

… But they are no longer allowed to go into the main lobbies without one of the teens, Peter B, Jessica, or Miguel accompanying them.

Apparently, a lot of universes had their own ‘Transformers’ and versions of them.

They both were surrounded by spidey’s who were crying and jumping with excitement.

Now to the main spideys.

Miguel, Peter and Jessica have all grown up watching the original Transformer’s cartoons in their dimensions.

Some more sparing than others.

While some things with the bots change, the basic concept and how the bots act is virtually the same.

All three of them hang out near the bots when they come back to Miguel’s ‘office’.

Most of the time it was Silver Aid and Optimus talking with Peter and Jessica whenever they weren’t on missions.

Miguel stayed silent and separative for most of the visit.

On occasion he would talk to Silver Aid.

One talk led to some important findings.

Lyla pops up on Miguel’s shoulder. Lyla: “Oh Miguel you weren’t kidding when you put her on the list! She’s gorgeous!” Miguel tries rapidly swatting at the hologram but she pops near her helm. Silver Aid: “List?” Lyla: “Yeah, Miguel’s got a list of potential spider people he wants to join the society, especially after what happened when Miles showed—” Miguel: “There’s no need for any more detail Lyla!” Silver Aid: “You want me to join your society?” The technorganic could feel the embarrassment and anger rolling of the man. Miguel: “No!” Lyla: “… He chased down Miles because he wanted to save his dad and sic the rest of the society on him.” Silver Aid: “Excuse me what!?” From afar… Peter holding Mayday: “What do you think they’re talking about?” Optimus shrugs. Jessica: “Maybe he is trying to recruit her?” They see Silver Aid transform into a giant spider and was chasing after Miguel. Jessica: “… Or maybe she found out about what happened with Miles…” Optimus: “What happened with Miles?” Peter: “Well, there are these things called Canon Events…”

The adults quickly found out how strong Silver’s webbing was and how hard it was to get off.

The rest of the visit was mainly staying with the four teens.

Hobbie and Pav where the pair that usually went out with the bots to more crowded areas.

Though they would bring Gwen and Miles if things got too crowded.

Someone had to protect their new large friends.

Pav loved chatting with the pair about almost everything under the sun.

It reminded Optimus of Bumblebee a lot.

Hobbie often took to literally hanging off of Silver Aid’s armor and occasionally strumming chords on his guitar.

Silver Aid and Optimus are watching the two spiders from a few feet away. Silver Aid: “Doesn’t Pav and Hobbie remind you of Bumblebee and Prowl?” Optimus: “So I’m not the only one who thinks that?” Pav and Hobbie swing up on the respected bots shoulders. Pav: “Whatcha talking about?” Optimus: “How you two remind us of some friends back home.” Hobbie: “Really? What’s Pav? Bumblebee?” Pav looked at the Prime with wide eyes. Pav: “Really!?” Silver Aid: “I take it back. He is both Bee and Sari.” Pav happily kicked his feet a bit. Pav: “And what about Hobbie?” Silver Aid: “He reminds us most of Prowl, maybe a bit of Jazz too.” Hobbie: “Wait is that the ninja mechs?” The bots nodded. Hobbie laughed a bit and leaned back. Hobbie: “…Are you married to Megatron?” Optimus nearly trips and falls on his face. Silver Aid’s frame feels hot. Silver Aid: “We haven’t exactly done the rites yet…” Optimus now looks at Silver in surprise. Optimus: “Wait you haven’t!?”

Gwen and Miles liked to have more one-on-one moments with the bots.

Well, more Miles than Gwen.

Gwen wasn’t as social as the others but did make time for the bots as the date for them to return came closer.

She liked hanging out with Silver Aid the most.

Something about ‘there aren’t a lot of spiderwomen who get happy endings’.

…She really needed to ask what the girl meant by that.

Silver Aid is hanging upside down with Gwen. Silver Aid: “I heard about the thing that usually makes the average spider person a hero is the bite… how did yours happen?” Gwen: “Pretty normal. I was playing my drum set when the spider bit my hand.” Silver Aid: “How badly did it hurt?” Gwen: “Not that bad? Why was yours painful?” Silver Aid laughs humorlessly. Silver Aid: “You could say that.” Gwen scoots a bit closer. Gwen: “What happened?” Silver looks unsure whether to actually tell her. Gwen: “Please?” Silver sighs: “It started off the day I decided to join Optimus to watch over my twin and our other friend, Sentinel…”

Miles was a different story.

The boy was almost their shadow the entire visit.

Practically bursting at the seems with joy whenever he saw them.

He loved to rant and just talk to them about their lives.

Optimus sympathized when Miles sheepishly told him the story on how he became his universes Spiderman and the training involved.

Training as a recruit was the worst.

The Prime gave him a few words of encouragement about his situation which, in a way backfired.

Optimus starts running up to Silver Aid. Silver Aid notices a crying Miles in his servos. Silver Aid: What happened!” Optimus: “I don’t know! I was just telling him he was doing a great job and he started crying!” Silver Aid gently pats his back. He turns in her direction. Silver Aid: “Hey buddy, can you tell me what’s wrong? Maybe I can help fix whatever happened.” Crying spider noises increase.

Eventually it was time for the bots to leave.

It was a bit of a tearful goodbye, scratch that very tearful good bye from a lot more spiders than they anticipated.

The pair held servos as they jumped into the portal.

… and promptly landed on their faces.

They had laned back at the abandoned shipyard.

Well, the city was still intact, and nothing was one fire so there was some good news.

The sun was starting to rise.

Silver Aid gave Optimus a quick hug and told him good luck with his team.

He waved back until realizing what she had just said.

He had been gone for 3 days…

No official contact with his team…

After he said he was patrolling at night…

…Great…

Optimus quietly transforms in front of the Plant and walks inside. Ratchet was asleep on his work bench. Prowl was sleeping on Bulkhead’s arm while said bot was sprawled on the floor. Bumblebee and Sari were snoring on the big bots chassis. There were multiple scanners and video tapes littered around the floor. CRUNCH! Optimus accidentally stepped on a data pad. Which was enough to wake up Sari. Sari blinked tiredly before staring at him. Sari: “OPTIMUS!” Her scream suddenly woke everyone up. The last thing the Prime saw was his entire team running at him at top speed. Meanwhile… Silver Aid swings up to the base and walks in. Silver Aid: “I’m bac—OH SWEET PRIMUS!” There were multiple craters in the main room, some marks on the wall that looked suspiciously like talons, and a harsh smell of smoke. Lugnut and Blitzwing were lying in one of the mini craters groaning. Starscream was dangling by his pedes from one of the taller monitors. Was he… crying? And Megatron… had fallen asleep near his throne. Silver Aid groaned loudly. That’s what woke them up. Blitzwing was the first to reach her, pulling her into a tight hug and spinning her around. Random laughed tiredly. Blitzwing: “Thank the Prime’s its over!” Both bots were lifted up by Lugnut’s hug. Silver was then tugged out by Starscream who held her shoulders. Starscream: “Where have you been!? We have been trying to contact you for the past week and—” Silver: “Wait what! I was gone for three days!” Megatron: “You were gone for a week.” Silver jumped, not even noticing he had moved from his spot from across the room. He looked tired, angry, and relieved. Silver tried to reach for his servo. He pulled away making her spark clench. Megatron: “Prime is missing as well. None of our scanners picked up on any of your signatures. So please enlighten me, where were you.” Silver Aid: “The portals found us. There was no way we could have gotten back so we had to wait. We thought we were only there for three days.” Megatron sighs and opens his arms slightly. Silver Aid gently grabbed his arm and started leading him to their shared habsuite. She turned back to the others. Silver Aid: “I promise I’ll tell everything later!” She softly shut the door just as she felt two large arms wrap around her. Megatron lifted her up and buried his face in her neck cables. Megatron: “These portals are testing me…” Silver Aid just smiled as she shut her optics and enjoyed the safety his arms provided.

[pickleskisser]

hii!! I really liked your pickles headcanons and the part about meeting his family was my favorite! if you have the time could I request hcs for meeting the family for the rest of the boys? if not the rest of them then just skwisgaar would be fine!

remember to drink water, eat a snack, and take plenty of breaks!

(ps can i be spade anon?)

HIIII !! Omg thank you sm I had a lot of fun with it lolz. And yeah I can so do that for you :p fair warning it's very improvised since info on these dude's parents are scarce but I hope it's enjoyable anyways ☆

Meeting the Parents HCs

Nathan Explosion

The one you have to worry least about, his parents are sweethearts.

Though his mom will have an eye on you both the whole time.

I feel like Nathan has a record of getting entangled with people who were not so good for him, so it isn't personal or anything she's just on the fence at first.

Once she realizes you're not like that, though, and genuinely love Nathan and, in turn, treat him how he deserves, she's alllllllll over you.

She's going to want your number, your Skype, your Facebook, everything.

She'll pull out the baby pictures too. It greatly embarrasses your brutal boyfriend.

His dad would be the same, on the fence a little, but he overall trusts Nathan a little more.

He might try to plan a fishing trip, though, and Nathan is going to be all over that, so good luck getting out of that if you viscerally dislike fishing.

Overall, don't sweat it! As long as you treat their boy right, they love you, and you might as well be family now.

Toki Wartooth

Oh boy. So I'm not sure you could ever really meet his parents?

He doesn't like talking about them. You probably didn't even learn anything about them until late in your relationship.

If you were to hypothetically meet them, well, you're only meeting his mom.

Aslaug would be dead at this point so there wouldn't be much of an option.

Anja is a cold woman with high unachievable standards. So don't take the fact she won't even speak to you too personally.

If you're religious in the Christian sense, you might have a small chance of approval… but then again, you're dating Toki Wartooth of Dethklok, and you had to learn about him somewhere. Goddamn devil music.

Don't even waste your breath. All that matters is how much you and Toki love each other.

William Murderface

It's not willing on his part at all.

Stella is showing up unannounced, ranting and raving about not telling her he finally got hitched, and he must just want her to die or something.

He's snippy and miserable the whole time. Not miserable in the same sense Pickles was, he's more annoyed than anything.

Stella isn't the most gentle woman. She's abrasive and loud and can be partial to physical violence, but she does care a little bit about her grandson.

She really sucks at showing it, and definitely fucked him up with her parenting style (if his emotional constipation and short fuse didn't make that clear) but she did step up when his parents died instead of letting him go through the system, so.

All this to say, she's giving you a shotgun talk.

William will pry it out of her hands, of course, and curse her out for it, but it's happening !!

After that, though, don't worry, you're family now. Actually, maybe you should worry.

This means that whatever small politeness she whipped up before is long gone, you're a Murderface now, you are going to get treated like one.

Although William couldn't care less about his grandmother's opinion, he cares about yours. So, to see you embracing his family in full stride without getting scared off is more than heartwarming to him.

Skwisgaar Skwigelf

Again, it's fully unwilling on his end. It would honestly have to be something you want.

I think it's needless to say his relationship with his mom is weird. He truthfully wouldn't mind never seeing her again, especially after the events of fatherklok.

But again, if you really, really, want it then, yeah, he'll take you down to Sweden.

Surfetta doesn't have much of an opinion on you. What you are to her son is no concern to her.

She's most likely tipsy the whole time and disappearing for periods at a time.

The whole thing will feel like a waste of time, and Skwisgaar is stressed.

Don't worry he just needs to play his Thunderhorse for a few hours, and maybe a little bit of laying on top of you with his head on your chest listening to the sound of your heartbeat… just a little.

[aita-blorbos]

AITA for putting a girl in a time loop for the rest of eternity?

So, me (M X̷̜̤̘̀) and my brothers have been messing with this town for a millennia. Which is fun, yeah, but it gets boring easily. But, sometime back in 2018, my brother, who we’ll call P (M X̷̜̤̘̀X̵̥̘̻̌̉̚̚ͅ), showed me and the rest of my brothers this girl, who we’ll call KD (F 17). Apparently, she was a singer from out of town and she got reeeeally attached to these two people, who we’ll call PM (M 31) and EP (F 31), during P’s apocalypse (he calls it his ‘apotheosis’. He’s kinda weird, he made everyone sing and dance with a brain parasite. Tbh, not the direction I would’ve gone in, but wtvr). 

Anyways, me and my brothers thought this girl was really interesting. She was from out of town, she got attached really fast, and she was just. Really interesting personality wise. So, we convinced P to release his hold on her and let her do it again!! she was then put into my other brother, W’s, apocalypse (personal favorite, there were toys involved. and ww3!!) and she got attached to PM and EP AGAIN. and then she ran from her fate AGAIN!! so i was like, “hey, what if i put her into my toy box and we could make her do this forever?” and my brothers agreed!

so here’s where i might be TA. we’ve been forcing her to lose PM and EP through the same ten plots for 13 years (4680 times, if you wanna get specific), and she’s kind of been mishapen and malformed into something that isn’t quite her anymore, and she’s always screaming and crying and begging us to let her go. she’s really upset, and i’m kinda starting to feel like an asshole. my brothers say it’s fine, and she treats me like the devil so obviously she thinks it sucks, thus i can’t really get an outside opinion. so i came here!

AITA????

[perenlop]

okay so as a gen 5 stan who does adore the story in bw and bw2, and now that gen 5 has experienced both a vicious hatedom that wouldnt hear a single positive thing about the games, and now a super protective fandom that insists they were perfect and had zero flaws... can we admit now that the bw1 story at least was. a little mid.

[side-b-bumblebi]

Men who view women as their intellectual equals 😍

[accidental-spice]

In the words of Jessica Day, "Work sucked today, my friends"

[danielnelsen]

update: peach is doing very well!! she's eating and sleeping normally (sleeping more than normal, really, but that's to be expected)!! after 3 days of not sleeping and a few changes in painkillers, she finally just napped for an hr then, after another day, slept through the whole night (and most of the next day). she's started following all her usual routines again and is very keen to eat! still on some painkillers, but they're not having any horrific side effects anymore

now that im not staying up to keep an eye on her all night (while also dealing with upgrading my computer and my phone and also my sister preparing to go overseas and the dogs barking and howling constantly due to all of the above), i finally got some decent sleep too and slept for about 14 hrs. so today ive got that weird shakiness that i get from sleeping too much, but hey it's better than the whole of the last week

[tiktaaliker]

ITS BEEN A FUCKING WEEK. PASS THE DETRITUS

[sensitivegoblin]

Stupid period vent

If youre a cis man; kiss a uterous haver on the forehead today

Cus fuck this feels like a mental parasite

[thebigqueer]

ughh cuz she said the main reason she broke up w me was cuz she didn’t see this lasting long term and i don’t disagree w her!! i don’t think we’d last forever and i don’t know if i’d want to but also i def saw it lasting at least a few years. not forever bht maybe till we graduated so that’s why i’m sad cuz i guess our ideas of “long term” were very different

[menstits]

fontaines archon quest is probably the first time in genshin that replaying it gives you a new context of how furina acts like its crazy...watching my oomf play when i finished and seeing furina almost on the verge on a breakdown even on the first acts when most people thought she was just the typical chuniibyou ojousama in charge...crazy.

YEAH like... god it's really crazy especially with furina's initial approach at trying to be the archon like... What could have been her own way of doing it if the crowd hadn't immediately shot down her attempt at being genuine . Like how different that was from the way she had to act for the following 500 years... Man.🧍‍♂️

[lyssafreyguy]

God . . . imagine thinking Laios is a bad person who doesn't care about people. actual insanity.

[altoskh]

Imso tired man. I'm so tired. Why do I work this hard I am so FUCKING over this shit

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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