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[cryptskeep]

To me Mumbo Jumbo is just some dude who was given the lamest superpower ever (British). He has the energy of constantly being in a banana costume. Does this make sense to anyone else?

[satorlrosecat]

It's come to my attention that tumblr never got to see these

[simplefanatic]

Some knights just want to be picked up bridal style by their princesses

[kirksbignaturals]

Do you ever wonder if scotty just straight up wouldnt beam somebody back up?

[beetleisbarking]

Cringy ass vent, skip if you don’t want negativity which right now of all times I totally understand

Okay I know my blog is like a tickle blog and stuff but sometimes, and I don’t know if anyone else feels the same way, I just don’t feel I’m pretty enough to be tickled, or like cute. I don’t like the way my face scrunches up when I laugh, my laugh is too squeaky and largely unpleasant to be honest, I don’t really have a nice smile, my teeth are kind of cooked, and I really hate my hair just in general.

Sometimes I don’t feel deserving of it, or like anyone is gonna want to give me and sort of affection because I’m just not a very pleasant looking girl. I have a beautiful girlfriend but I also don’t think I want to tell her these things. I think they’d make her upset.

I feel alone alot of the time. With my friends, who are all so gorgeous, and I don’t hate them for it, they all sparkle in these beautiful ways and while I do envy them of course, I admire them even more.

I wish I was cuter. And I’m not looking for compliments I promise, that’s also kind of impossible considering I’ve never and probably will never post a selfie of myself on here. None of you know what I look like for the most part and I relish in that. I’ve always liked things that hide my face.

This is so so cringy but one year I was a werewolf on Halloween, I was 13? People treat you differently when they can’t tell who you are. When all they see is a werewolf, they love you because you’re a werewolf. They don’t know the awkward acne ridden teenage girl inside.

I wonder about these things alot. I try to pretend it doesn’t get to me but I’m sure you can tell it does. My future self hasn’t come to me to tell me everything is gonna be alright, and I have so so many questions for her.

I guess I’m just waiting for now

[lovekaverie]

saw this on instagram today🙁💔

[sunnynwanda]

Hi! Ive been following you for a long while and I love your writing so much!

If you feel like it, could you write a hero x villain, one of which is the type to get touchy and playful when drunk and accidentally confesses to the other like that? With the other being surprised

Ofc you can take it in whatever way you want! :D

Do Your Worst

Warnings: intoxication, slightly suggestive (i guess?), bad flirting xD

Villain was stoic. Cold as ice, unmoving as a mountain. They never flinched, never winced, never recoiled. No matter how strong the blow was, no matter how bad it hurt. No muscle dared to twitch on their carved face, not one sound escaped their pale lips.

They were made of stone - Hero was sure of it. 

Here remembered their first battle with Villain, the power of their blows unmatched, rumbling in the emptiness of the building, concrete crushing under their fists as they chased Villain relentlessly. In retrospect, Hero knows they must have broken at least five ribs, if not more. Yet, the only reaction they got from Villain was a quirked eyebrow - a mocking challenge. A dare to keep going, to give more. Bring it on.

Do your worst. 

Hero hated those words despite having heard them a thousand times before. A spark ignited deep within, turning into lightning, rushing through their veins like a wave. Passion and power. Hero had no idea where to draw the line. Villain was insatiable in their hunger, unstoppable in their pursuit of a thrill. Yet there was no satiating Hero's thirst either - they wanted more. More fire, more freedom. More of Villain.

But Villain was the epitome of indomitable. Impassive. Equable.

All the more surprising was the state they found Villain in today. No, surprising was not the word for what they were feeling. They were struck dumb, astonished, speechless. Anything but surprised as they take in the look of Villain swaying on their feet and coming to a halt in front of them with the sweetest pout on their soft lips. 

"Baby-y," they exclaim, excitement colouring their voice in a way Hero has never heard before. "What are you doing here?" 

Hero staggers back, their eyes blown wide. Villain attempts a smile, their lips curling up to reveal the dimples on their cheeks. Hero feels their heart skip a beat at the sight.�� 

"Villain, are you alright?" They start cautiously, part of them suspecting that their nemesis has been drugged. 

Villain nods, failing to form a stern expression and setting on an adorable frown. "Mhm. Missed you. So much." Their words come out slurred but manage to send Hero's eyebrows up into their goddamn hairline. 

"You... what?" Hero mumbles out, breath hitching in their throat as they process the words. They are quick to react when Villain stumbles forward, gripping Hero's outstretched arms for stability. 

Except, they don't stop at that. Once Hero steadies them and lets go of their hands, Villain doesn't step back. Instead, they wrap their arms around Hero's waist and rest their chin on Hero's chest as they tilt their head up. 

"Hi, baby," they muse, their pupils dilated from intoxication. Hero's throat goes dry at the sight, their hands twitching to touch Villain's flushed cheekbones, brush their fingers over the sensitive skin, ignite them the same way Villain's words have them on fire. 

"Hi," Hero breathes out, their mind spinning. "You're drunk." They state the obvious, earning a deep rumble of a chuckle from Villain. 

"Mhm," Villain hums, leaning closer, their chest flush against Hero's. "And you're pretty." 

"I- w-what?" Hero stutters out, their brain short-circuiting when Villain's hand slides up their chest to their neck, their fingers brushing the side of Hero's neck. "What are you doing?"

"Hm?" Villain looks up at them, blinking innocently and sending a shiver down Hero's spine. Holy mother of god. 

Hero wants to remove Villain's hands from their body, they really do. But, the moment they actually try, Villain gives them the most adorably heart-shattering pout they have ever seen, and who the hell is Hero to refuse them? 

They sigh heavily, cupping Villain's jaw, their thumb rubbing soft circles into their cheek. "Shh, let me get you home, okay?" They ask, gazing intently into Villain's heavy-lidded eyes. Villain nods, leaning into their touch with unexpected desperation, their lips parted in strained pants.

Hero draws them closer, holding them upright, but almost drops them when their apathetic nemesis yelps. Hero stares at their enemy cradled in their arms when Villain does the unthinkable. They giggle. The sound rings through the air, and Hero all but dies on the spot, their mouth hanging agape for a moment too long, drawing another soft laugh out of Villain, who must have decided to break Hero's mind because they wrap their arm around Hero's shoulders, nuzzling into their neck. 

"I've wanted to do this for so long," they mutter against Hero's skin, sending a flood of lava down their throat. Hero lets out a guttural groan, barely restraining themself from lifting Villain's head from their shoulder and devouring them on the spot. 

"Villain, please," Hero whispers, unsure of what they are pleading for - for Villain to stop or to keep going. Keep ruining me.

Villain shakes their head, their lips brushing against the side of Hero's neck when they speak again. "I won't have the guts to say this when I'm sober," they confess, and Hero freezes, too stunned to move, speak or even breathe.

They can't remember what they need the air for when Villain's cold fingers trace the outline of their lips. They feel intoxicated, Villain's drunken state influencing them in the strangest way possible, making them feel lightheaded like no alcohol ever could. 

"Villain," Hero warns through gritted teeth, struggling desperately to maintain control and composure when Villain stands on their tiptoes, leaning on Hero's chest for stability. "One more word from you, and I won't be responsible for my actions."

They press their forehead to Villain's, their eyes meeting with scorching intensity, Hero's gaze glowing with insanity and desire.

Villain might be made of stone, but Hero isn't. 

Hero is on the verge of falling apart, crumbling under Villain's smouldering hands like they are made of clay. 

"Do your worst," Villain whispers against their lips, and Hero loses it, capturing Villain's mouth, crushing into them with a groan rambling in the back of their throat. 

No, Hero is not made of stone. And neither is Villain.

A/N: Hi, sweetheart! Oh my, thank you so much :) You have no idea what this means to me and how good it makes me feel to receive requests and notes like this! Love you with all my heart <3 xo Sunny

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[michdoodles]

Triple S doodle comic to wrap up the year I suppose. This is probably how it went first time peaceful au!Silver wanted to hang out post defeating eggman and his goons so uh yeah

God, I should have stuck to drawing Shadow simple, I do not like how he turned out in that last panel. Also, Silver is way too high up but he could still be floating idk *sigh* anyway, I’m sorry if I accidentally prophesy anything with this, please accept my humble apology ahead of time… unless it’s good! The apology is only if something terrible happens lol

[bangsty]

Random ask, but I’m curious if anybody else can find something similar. I’ve read this fic a few times before and I really like it! There’s just a few parts that make me feel weird about it (the underlying incest….😟) and I wanna know if there’s more with a similar concept/idea out there! (Preferably without that one part)

It’s an old Transformers fanfiction called “The Lost Prime”

Summary: Primes and their Lord High Protectors are made as twins, their sparks coming online together far from other Cybertronian life, protecting one another until the Herald of Primus comes for them. However, the Council can't allow that and the newest Prime goes missing, his Lord Protector tearing Cybertron apart to find him. Every war has its reason, this one is just coming to light. TFA AU

My main issue with the original fic is the fact that they’re written as “Spark Twins” (which implies/means they’re brothers/related in some way) and the fic has it tagged that Megatron and Optimus are romantically involved. (I’m pretty sure it’s showcased as that too…I haven’t read it in a while tho) But I LOVE the idea of Optimus being this born prime who was stolen from his intended life and Megatron searching endlessly for him and reuniting once again! So if anyone has some reccomendations for similar fics I’d love to know! (If others want to use the idea and write a whole new fic entirely too that’d be welcomed too haha)

[egggargler]

Reposting cuz I wanted to fix some stuff lol hah whoops hehehoohohaheho anyways I like him

[12-toads-in-a-trench-coat]

possum :3

ive just come to the conclusion that this technically qualifies as furry art so. I'm now a furry artist because there's more of this on the way.

[thee-horny-thicky]

The feminine urge to write fics with TF141, but being intimidated by how people from that island speak. Trying to capture the slang and accents seems so intimidating 😭

[fiction-phan]

We’re back!

More than 6 years later and I’m baaaackkkkkk…and so are they 🥹🥹

[margoshamangolord]

hi guys. making evangelion fanart because it may have heavily impacted the development of my brain's right hemisphere when i watched it at the ripe age of 12 but shaking my head furiously to let you know that i fucking hate everything about this piece of shit show

[schmeap]

WHATS UP GAMERS THIS YEARS INKTOBER BROUGHT TO YOU IN OCTOBER

I'm doin a series of lil pumpkin guy doing halloween adventures which means i do NOT break halloween rule!! HALLOWEEN RULES ALL WOOOOOOOO WELCOME TO AUTUMN BABY

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Prompt list under cut, courtesy of painterlypetal who is NOT on either of the sites I post on (oops)