#ANYWAYS. BEDTIME WAAAH

[orchiid-fields]

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odd. liking organics is odd. he gets looks all the time. from the other decepticons. from other humans. but it’s a risk he doesn’t seem to care too much about. at first sight, he was enamored by you. he initially didn’t care too much, or at least proclaimed as much, but there was no mistaking that obvious intrigue in his expression. i suppose liking another planet’s inhabitants isn’t too far fetched…most people tend to cower or attempt to fight the decepticons, so there’s got to be at least some curiosity on your end?

initially meeting, you were startled. very reasonably, might i add! it is a perfectly normal and expected reaction to cower in fear and/or bolt away at the speed of light when you see a massive robot as tall as a building. it’s extremely overwhelming and a little doom-impending! but alas, every being has stamina, and you find yourself attempting to hide. thundercracker’s curious of you, but how are you supposed to know that? though you suppose when he opts to cautiously kneel before you, like when humans examine bugs, he’s not as big of a threat as you thought. at least, not to you…

and that’s just about how it goes for origins. actually dating thundercracker is…an experience? not a bad one, but he’s definitely a little. smug. flamboyant. cheeky. there’s a lot of words you have for him. dare you say he can even be a little knuckleheaded, or stubborn, or sarcastic. did you think a robot was capable of these things? not particularly. but you also came to learn that he and his whole robotic species are all technically aliens, so…you suppose him feeling things just as you do isn’t too out there. he’s simply a mechanical being.

navigating a relationship with thundercracker was strange. you figure you’d experience a sliver of joy with another human, and yet, you find yourself more enraptured at being in one of his massive palms—servos, as he refers to his hands…learning the anatomical language was an entire can of worms on both ends—and stargazing, or hell, simply being in each other’s presence, to be the best part. you’ll occasionally catch glimpses of sheepish smiles, adoring looks, the way his optics seem to subtly follow your every action. if you imagine him with irises, then it becomes even more obvious.

dating thundercracker means you get to learn more about his reactions. I mean, sure, he has similar reactions to you (humans), but it’s displayed differently in some aspects. One moment in particular that you recall is your first time giving him affection. You placed your lips just where you’d expect a cheekbone to be, and pulled back as if it were no biggie. Nevermind that your head was spinning thereafter. you expected thundercracker to not even feel your little gesture, but he did. by god he did. because there was a sudden loud ass whirring, as if fans were at full blast, loud and blowing wind. you had a hunch. plus the warmth on his faceplate too, i guess…

thundercracker is exceptionally fond of loving on you however he can. he’s aware of the size difference, so he’s always very cautious of how to handle you. he’d mindful of how he holds you in his hands, careful when he presses his lips to the top of your head to give you kisses. gives you blankets and lets you lay on top of him, even when he’s traveling, he’ll make sure you’re safe and cozy. thundercracker is also fond of letting you rest in the cockpit of his jet form, and it’s surprisingly warm. if you ever need to rest, he’s letting you inside in a heartbeat, no questions asked.

i love to think that thundercracker adores showing off for you!! you know when planes are in the sky and they make out cool little things with their trails? i think thundercracker does that for you. hearts, stars, a beautiful “i love you” painted in the sky with your name beside it. not even just that, thundercracker struts his form for you. flaunts those beautiful wings of his just for you to see. takes every opportunity to tell the stories of the “scars” (scratches, cracks, dents in his form) he wears. he just loves it when you adore him.

to close this off because i know i will keep going on and on and not stop and someone can request a part two or whatever, thundercracker adores you. like so, so much. he’s willing to put his life on the line from other bots or any harm that could come your way. you’ve brought so much light into his life and you make him feel so, so happy. if the other seekers even dared to comment on you negatively, even if he himself can be snarky and a little playful, he wouldn’t appreciate it if they got mean. you’re such an important person to him— and with each “i love you” said to you, every greeting and goodbye, every wake and rest, it shows with each amount of dedication he has for you. thundercracker just feels so happy with you!!!

[virusinfected-memes]

ANIMAL CROSSING SERIES SENTENCE STARTERS ;

80 starters. Sentences come from all the mainline Animal Crossing entries, and also includes quotes from the spin-off titles Happy Home Designer and Pocket Camp. Feel free to change words and pronouns as needed!

“Never underestimate the value of being just who you are. Life isn’t about being extreme all the time.”

"Sometimes, all it takes is a good friend to remind you of all the things you like about your life...”

“Ack! I lost! My hopes...smashed to bits like some kind of... I can’t even think of an appropriate analogy!”

“It’s a gross world. And I wanna rescue you from it.”

“No, I mean it. I had tacos for lunch. So enjoy the fresh air while you can.”

“But I did learn one thing from the experience. I’M STUPID!”

“Stick to chocolate and comic books. You’re too young for love anyway.”

“It’s always teatime somewhere.”

“You’re looking awful as ever. Who dresses you?”

“Sometimes I like to flush the toilet and just stare into the bowl. It’s kind of relaxing.”

“Please don’t question my driving or parking skills. You couldn’t begin to understand the level I’m on.”

“Did some new, totally rad Nintendo game come out?”

“You’re a little obsessive, aren’t you?”

“Sometimes I think I’d make a pretty darn good househusband. Who knew?”

“Oh, no... No matter how much time passes, I can’t forget him!”

“No matter where you live, one thing stands true... Life costs money.”

“Wait... You weren’t ACTUALLY trying to give me trash for my birthday, were you?”

“Okay, so don’t tell anyone because I’m not proud of this, but I was a little thirsty and kinda desperate.”

“I think I dropped my house key somewhere. That was my favorite key... It opened my house.”

“You filthy ogre! I hope you get stung by a thousand bees!”

“I just feel like life is all rainbows and flowers lately.”

“I’d tell you what I was dreaming about, but I’m not sure you can handle it. How old are you?”

“Um, I asked for something cool...and this is not it.”

“Even though you bug me sometimes, I don’t ever want to fight with you.”

“Rivers...are just fish roads.”

“_____?! What are you doing up?! It’s past your bedtime!”

“I’d offer you something to eat, but I don’t want to. Hey, it’s my house. Get your own food.”

“Explore all the things that make you happy now, and you’ll discover what you really want out of life later.”

“C’mon! Say something amazing! Treat me like a pretty princess!”

“If you ever need anything, anything at all, and I can do it without moving from this spot, just ask.”

“Shut up! You lookin’ for a fight? No? Then back off, buddy!”

“Hey, how about you letting me spend the night tonight?”

“Since I can’t cook, I just played Super Chef RPG IV for 24 hours...”

“You know what? I thought of you the other day, and it filled me with warm fuzzy feelings! For the record, I was also thinking about puppies, so you were in good company.”

“You can just forget about being friends with me!”

“It’s good to appreciate the times when you’ve got nowhere to be and nothing to do.”

“Yeah, exercise is totally hard and stuff. I think I’m gonna go take a nap and read a book or whatever.”

“Planning to do some post-midnight mischief? Yeah, me neither.”

“Do you need someone to share a snack with you? I’ll share a snack with you!”

“Ya ever just feel like cryin’? Me too!”

“We meet people, get to know them, and then they get up and leave us behind.”

“I don’t know if I told you this, but I’m allergic to bad vibes. When they’re nearby, I can’t help but... ACHOO! Oh, no! Bad vibes in the vicinity! This is not a drill!”

“Weeds are just flowers that no one thinks are pretty. That’s sort of depressing, isn’t it?”

“A joke for my birthday?! Nobody’s ever gotten me a joke before! The only thing is? This joke...IS NOT FUNNY! IT’S GARBAGE!”

“It’s kinda weird how being irresponsible with money can be rewarding, isn’t it?”

“You’re already mature for your age. My suggestion is to just be yourself. Don’t change to impress others.”

“I resolve to focus less on others and more on what really matters. ME!”

“Time to worry about an insignificant conversation that happened 15 years ago!”

“I used to be so focused. But now it’s like I just can’t...you know...do...stuff.”

“WHAT’S GOING ON?! THE RAGE! IT’S TAKING ME!”

“You are SO going to lose all of your friends if you keep acting like such a complete steakhead.”

“I’ve learned that you can’t get too connected to the people in your life.”

“I gotta admit, I really love that one show where all those people do the stuff and then something happens.”

“Just because two people are good friends doesn’t mean they’d make a good couple.”

“I was happy at first. But then I cried. And then it was kinda okay. But then I totally cried again.”

“The shortest route to getting something done is to just do it!”

“If you get scared, don’t hesitate to leap into my arms! I won’t be able to protect you in any way, but it might look cool.”

“NO ONE EVER UNDERSTANDS ME! I’M HUNGRY ALL THE TIME AND NO ONE CAAARES!”

“Whenever we talk, I feel like there’s a lot more going on inside you than you ever let anyone see.”

“Hi. I lost my voice. I was trying to be a heavy-metal singer. Instead of a pop star... I am SO not metal.”

“You’re just like a BABY! Waaah! Waah! WAAAAAAAH! Feed me! Feed me! I’m a wee baby!”

“Even the peppiest of people feel blue sometimes. It’s a sad fact of life.”

“Believe it or not, I feel like I’ve known you for a long time.”

“But I’m already pretty cute already... So, even cuter clothes might be...um...overkill.”

“After all, I’m beautiful, but I am also...deadly.”

“Even when I didn’t see you in real life, you made special guest appearances in my dreams!”

“You think my lips are cute? Why, do you want me to smooch you or something?”

“Wanna know something sad? There are some things about places you just don’t realize until you leave them.”

“If you don’t stop pushin’ me, I’ll be forced to break out the bicep canons!”

“I used to get taller on birthdays. Now I’m usually just wider.”

“I don’t like seeing you hurt, even if it’s just pretend... I can’t help that I care about you so much.”

“I’m terribly sorry, but nature is not always family friendly!”

“I’m soooooooo broke! Whaaaaaaa!”

“I guess I just went into fight or flight mode, you know? Only my “flight” is more like “cry.”

“Should we invent something? Destroy something? Invent something that destroys things?”

“Sometimes your heart tells you when you’re in love. Your tummy too. Both can sure make you sick.”

“You want another one? That seems a little greedy, don’t you think?”

“An apple a day keeps the doctor away. An onion a day keeps everyone away.”

“I really watched my...language...here today. I’m not usually quite so...you know, so polite.”

And remember that bad times...are just times that are bad.”

[the-captains-sunken-ship]

I did a “Hello” kiss prompt.

(Dad-and-Stepdad AU! There’s both a parental and a romantic version of the “hello” kiss on this one.)

@septiplyer @septipliermyheart

Seán dragged himself up to the front door, groggy from the long-ass flight and Uber ride home. Yawn. As much as he enjoys spending time with his parents and siblings and all them, he does still enjoy that first night back in the comfort of his own home. To his own family.

The lights were on downstairs, and he caught sight of Chloe’s bright young face peeking at him through the window, perking him up enough to crack a smile across his face. She threw open the door long before he got to it himself.

“Jaaaaack!”

“Hey, sweetie!” Seán squatted down and held out his arms to catch her, lifting her in spin that sent her wildly giggling. “Ahaha, come here, you!”

“Waaah!”

Seán gave her a light toss and cupped one arm under her butt for support. Her legs hugged his waist. “Didja miss me?”

“Yeah.”

He loudly smacked a kiss on her cheek. “Mmm-wah!”

“No!”

Seán followed it up with a series of kisses elsewhere on her face, with an obnoxious “Mwah!” with each one.

“Stop!” Chloe protested, squirming.

“Uh-oh.” Seán’s arms loosened their grip on her, letting her slide bit by bit towards the ground. “Uh-oh! You’re slipping! You’re slipping!”

“Noooo!”

“Noooo-”

She dropped her legs to “catch” herself.

“Oh. You’re okay.”

“Of course I’m okay, you big doof!” She gave him a playfully light smack on the belly.

With a chuckle, Seán leaned down to kiss her again on the forehead, and ruffled her hair. “Is Dad up?”

“No, he fell asleep.”

“Well, shame on him for doing that.” The two began walking inside.

“He said to wake him up when you come home.”

“Oh, I will.” Seán nudged the door wider open, finding Mark on the Dad Couch, with the old, navy blue blanket draped over him, just now stretching awake. And flopping back half-asleep again.

“Dad! Jack’s home.” Chloe ran up to his face. “You’re supposed to wake up.”

“Mmm... I know I said that.”

“Yeah, Dad,” Seán added. “Not as much of a night owl as you were when you were young?”

Mark yawned and sat up, pulling his legs to his chest to make room for Chloe pushing herself onto the other end of the couch. “I wasn’t even a night owl back then, to be honest.”

Seán approached him and gave him a two-second smooch on the lips.

“Eeewwwww.”

“Oh, shush,” Mark fake-scolded. “You don’t have to watch.”

“I can hear it!”

Seán and Mark kissed again, making deliberately disgusting sucking noises, and Chloe got down off the couch and bounded up the stairs.

“No, I’m going to my room!”

“It was way past your bedtime anyway!” Mark called back.

“It was way past yours, too!”

The two softly laughed.

“So how was it?” Mark asked.

“Fine. Nice, chill reunion. Nothing too special.”

“There’s something special about un-special gatherings, though.” Mark stretched his legs out, knees popping, and went to stand up.

“Isn’t that a paradox, though?”

Mark paused and sighed in Seán’s face, and kissed him again, hands trailing down his arms to hold Seán’s. “Don’t make me think this late at night.”

“Can I make you brush your teeth this late at night, at least?”

He teased Seán with a “Haaah...”, complete with his tongue lolling out. He got a playful face shove in return.

“Man, if your breath’s like this right now, do not try to kiss me tomorrow morning. I might die.”

Mark gave his classic deep chuckle. “I won’t. I love you too much to kill you.”

“And I’m grateful for that.” Seán made way for the stairs. “Well, heading for bed. Meet you there whenever, Stinky.”

“Bye.”

Seán gave him the Finger Point of Authority. “I’m serious about the brushing-your-teeth thing!”

“I will, I will...”

Figuring he could entrust Mark to, at the bare minimum, not murder him first thing in the morning, Seán left it at that, trudging up the stairs to his bed, unable to wait any longer to belly-flop back onto it at last.

[9-kit-qx]

My name is Jeon Jungkook.

I’m currently listening in on my next door neighbor’s late night jam session through the thin walls of our adjacent dorms.

“mianhae mianhae hajimaa~ naega chorahaeji janha~” I can hear the slightly muffled humming through the walls.

Hahh. He’s really cute.

I’m pretty sure his shower is located right next to my bed (where i’m currently laying as of this moment).

I set my phone down and put my head on my hands. Content to listening to my neighbors’ surprisingly good voice.

“ppalgan yeppeun ipsullo eoseo nareul jugigo ga~ naneun gwaenchanhaa~” I snicker to myself.

Man. How cute can this guy be.

*bzzzrrr*

Ah. Hyung replied really quickly. What time is it there anyways?

SNAPCHAT from Monie Hyung 🎤🎧

Namjoon hyung is the only person I really got close with here in school.

He’s a cool and respectable upperclassman that I really look up to. I actually got into music because of him.

I saw him performing in the entrance talent exams and I was so awed at how amazing he was and how much passion he delivered through his rap that I immediately signed up for Music as a double major.

He found out about me when I was paired up with him to get my tour around the Music Department. (All the upperclassmen were required to take at least one underclassman.)

He found out about how he inspired me, and immediately proclaimed that he then needed to take responsibility and nurture the blooming bud that I was.

Whatever that means.

Come to find out, I actually had a natural affinity for music.

He took it upon himself to teach me everything he knew. He’s really knowledgeable on everything music related. Really. He’s very admirable because of it. He’s a genius.

I really look up to him.

… But he’s a bit of an awkward nerd. And a total klutz to boot.

I sigh and stretch my arms up above my head. Rolling my neck to release the kink I had settling there.

Hyung never remembers anything I tell him, I swear. I’m pretty sure I just told him about the blanket fiasco like two days ago.

*bzzzrrt* *bzzzrrt*

Yes hyung, i’m sure.

I suppress a snicker. Sometimes hyung can be really cute.

“neoui nun! ko! ib nal manjideon ne song! il!” came the muffled singing.

At this point I’m starting to hum along with him.

“jageun sontopkkaji daaa~” I can even hear his faint giggling to himself.

Ah. So freaking cute.

*KA-CHAK*

The door to Jimin’s balcony opens and out comes the object of our conversation. Flushed and looking content.

He really is so pretty..

I can hear him humming softly, but this time I can hear it clearer since he’s out on the balcony.

Rubbing the towel on his head a little faster, he tilts his head back and inhaled deeply. “Waaah, it really is beautiful out here at night~”

No, you’re beautiful.

*bzzrrt*

..Maybe I should.

Gathering up my courage (which I didn’t know I needed) I make my way to my balcony door.

*Sshak*

Sliding my balcony door shut behind me I wait till he notices my stare.

He slides a glance in my direction and double takes.

“Y-you!” he stumbles backwards, dropping the towel on his head. “Wh-what’re you..H-how..??!” he manages to sputter.

Looking adorably confused all the while.

“I live here?” I respond with an amused smirk.

He gasps audibly and his hand drifts to his neck.

He’s all riled up again, how cute.

“We just happen to live next door to each other.” I shrug. “Jimin right?”

“Erm..yeah..And you’re ..Jungkook?” he replies with a hand on his neck, fiddling with his moon necklace.

Not a second sooner, his hand flutters away and rests on the hem of his flannel pajama shirt. I think he might’ve felt my stare.

“Thank you!” he blurts out. I look up. “The blanket..it’s really warm. So..Thanks for ..that.” he mutters as he looks to the side, clearly embarrassed.

“You really didn’t have to..you know..do that.” He mutters as he looks down.

Suddenly he gasps and looks in my direction. He puffs up a cheek and narrows his eyes at me. “Which reminds me! You did not have to make that comment!” He exclaimed, looking upset and bothered.

Well that was a 180.

“Hm?” I hum, feigning innocence. “What ever are you talking about?” I walk closer to the rail that separated the two balconies and rest my head on my hand, staring at him in amusement.

He visibly rears back from the close proximity and steps away from me, blushing all the while. He scoffs and sputters “My plump lips?? My parents follow me you know! They think you’re a weirdo pervert out to get me!”

Ouch.

“Oh do they now?” I lean closer forward, smirking. “But do they know their son is out on the balcony with the ‘weirdo pervert’ in nothing but a long shirt?” I give his exposed legs an appreciative glance and smirk even wider.

His eyes grow wide and he makes a strangled noise. “Y-y-you ARE a pervert!!” he yells out.

He reaches over the railing (which I was leaning significantly over) and pushes my chest, causing me to stumble backwards. I chuckle, unable to contain myself.

“You’re not funny!” He huffs and whirls around, in attempt to walk away from me, causing the hem of his shirt to lift slightly earning me a glimpse of his yellow boxers underneath.

“I’m only joking~ I just think you look cute when you’re all riled up!” I grab onto his hand chuckling, “I’m sorry ahaha you’re just really fun to tease.” I smile at him, shrugging.

He stops his retreat and looks at me dubiously through his lashes.

I smile at him genuinely and give his hand a reassuring caress, “I really am sorry. I didn’t mean to come off that way.”

I let go of his hand and reach for the back of my neck, “I just didn’t really know how to approach you.” I shrug as I answer in honest.

The doubt slowly clears from his eyes and he takes a cautious step towards me.

“Don’t..You don’t have to say sorry.” he replies, looking off to the side. “You just..shocked me is all.” he muttered as he catches my stare, biting his bottom lip.

“Meow.”

My phone buzzes loudly in my sweatpants pocket the same time the devil cat makes an appearance on the balcony.

“Oh! Miri! Stay inside!” he yelps, clearly alarmed I saw his pet. His eyes shifts to my direction as he picks up his cat.

“You..you didn’t see anything!” He hides his cat away from my sight with his whole body, eyes darting back towards me anxiously.

I raise my eyebrows. “What do you mean? I only see you and I here out on the balcony on this lovely night~” I smile charmingly.

He visibly relaxes and lets out a relieved sigh. “..Thanks.. I..I know about the rule, it’s just..I couldn’t leave him at home.” He murmured stroking his cat’s chin.

The cat stares at me and wiggles out of Jimin’s grasp. “Miri!” he yells.

The cat jumps straight towards my side of the balcony and into my folded arms on the railing.

*prrrr*

“Uhh..” I still, not knowing how to react.

The tinkling laughter coming from in front of me caught my attention.

Jimin was giggling, eyes crinkling in delight as he held his hand out towards his cat. “Aww Miri likes you!” he giggles, eyes glistening.

“I..I don’t really know why..?” I reply, shifting my arms to better hold the cat. “I’m not really a cat person..” I mutter softly to myself.

“Aww she really likes you! That’s so weird! She hates strangers.” He chuckles, tilting his head to the side in a charming way.

He reaches out towards me and grabs the feline out of my awkwardly positioned arms and kisses the cat’s nose as he pulls it towards his body.

“Well I think that’s enough of Jungkook for you missy~ You shouldn’t be out and about on the balcony in plain sight you know!” He babbled, admonishing the feline.

*Meow*

“Shh, it’s bedtime Miri~ Go inside ok?” He mutters adorably as he drops the cat off by the door.

He turns around and looks shyly up at me through his lashes. “And..I think that’s enough of Jungkook for me too..” he flushes and looks away.

“So..goodnight!” he chirps and turns around, flannel shirt fluttering behind him.

“Jimin!” I call out, he turns and tilts his head. “Yellow really suits you.” I smirk, “Sweet dreams~” I wink and turn around heading for my door.

And in 3..2..1..

“J..Jeon Jungkook!!”

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