#HOMOEROTIC TENSION!!

[plutoids-thoughts]

Y’all tfp megatron is so hilarious to me bc he’s so DESPERATE for Optimus and it SHOWS like Optimus is out here brooding and having an existential crisis, and all Megatron can think of is OpTiMuS yOu WOuLd hAvE mADe a FINE dEcePtiCoN (emphasis on the word FINE). Like, how many interactions of theirs have had Megatron being like u should’ve stayed with the cons, and DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THE TIME HE WAS LIKE

“yOU sHoULD hAve kEpT yOuR dEcePTiCon sYmBoL” bc he provided them with valuable intel during “our all to brief time together”

…WHY DID HE PHRASE IT LIKE THAT LIKE EACH TIME I HEAR HIM SAY THAT IT GETS GAYER AND GAYER and AGAIN WITH THE “Optimus join my side pls lol”

Why do u want to see him wear the con badge so bad??🤨🤨 /j

In conclusion, megatron is a simp.

[cometblaster2070]

i'm making myself laugh thinking about this but I wholeheartedly believe madame morrible absolutely HATES the thought of glinda and elphaba being together like the mere mention of gelphie would probably send her into immediate cardiac arrest and it's not even because she's homophobic or anything I just fully believe she dislikes glinda so so much she's just like this is absolutely NOT happening in my house.

glinda and elphaba are having their gay ass moment and she's like "I sense a disturbance in the force; the wind is telling me those fucking lesbians are at it again."

like IK this woman hates to see glinda's fruity ass coming for several reasons but first and foremost I believe it's because she's so fucking ANNOYED by how much elphaba loves and cares for her, like this pink bitch is throwing a wrench in her plans just by EXISTING and being herself.

and she can't even really do anything to glinda because it'll make elphaba upset and she really can't have that so she just has to sit there and be like

[lokh]

(not) recognising the self in the other...

[give-bucky-his-boyfriend-back]

Average Sam and Dean Team Up:

Dean: Hey let's take on this case which forces us to work through our current emotional problems since we're both too repressed to talk about it

Sam: Hell yes

Average Cas and Dean Team Up:

Cas: So...you're telling me I have to wear this cowboy hat as a disguise

Dean, totally unbiased and not being bisexual about it in any way whatsoever: Yes it's absolutely essential

Average Sam and Cas Team Up:

Sam: So we have to fight this llama that shoots lasers out of it's eyes, what seems like the most logical sollution?

Cas: Oh that's easy, we'll just have to transform you into an even bigger llama that shoots even bigger lasers out of it's eyes. That way you can defeat it.

Sam: Great! I'll look up the spell. Also don't tell Dean

[bronze-and-silver-keys]

He sucks. I need him carnally.

[sboochi]

*Throws otp into yet another universe from a childhood fave*

Some random info:

Jamie

First time he found out about the museum was when he was left behind on accident during a school trip

Huge dinosaur nerd. Nearly passed out when he saw his first fossil come to life

Annoyed by Jack and Hiccup's Romeo/Juliet shenanigans

Jack

Jamie's ancestor

Plays pranks on staff by appearing every morning in a different spot

Uses slang incorrectly just to mess with Jamie

Hiccup

Lost his leg when he was transferred from another museum. People still wonder where the replacement came from

Learned modern English for fun

"Oh you think my relationship with Jack is cringe? Well I saw you flirt with Marie Antoinette from floor 3 the other day sooo :/"

[bluemoonscape]

Obi-Wan’s whole thing with the Skywalkers kills me. Like hi these are my children their names are Luke and Leia. I have canonically been called their other father. Oh no well technically they’re my former Padawan and best friend’s children with his wife. Yeah I do obsessively search for aspects of him within his kids as he does for aspects of me. Oh yeah no I very much do still love him after all these years. His wife trusts me more than anyone and he’s been accused of loving me more than his wife so we’re all pretty tight. I have been certain since I met him that we would die together. Also I was there when his kids were born and was the first to hold them. And helped raise and protect them. And taught their father one last lesson in immortality so we could be together in the force forever. Anyway what was the question

[steddiehyperfixation]

with blonde hair and a tan

steddie brainworms so bad i wrote this silly little thing immediately after watching the rocky horror picture show for the first time the other night lol @steddie-spooktober day 30: "where in the hell did you find that costume?" | 1083 words | T |

Eddie can hear Steve and Robin squabbling as he makes his way up the stairs to Steve's room. 

“I just don't know about this, Rob.” 

“It was your idea!” 

“It's too much. I should wear something else.” 

“Little late for that now.” 

“Well-”

“Where in the hell did you find that costume?” Eddie stops in the doorway, frozen in a state of shock at the scene in front of him. His mouth hangs open, eyes wide, and a sudden heat rises in his cheeks. 

Because Steve is standing in front of his mirror wearing only a tiny metallic gold speedo and matching gold boots, his great expanse of tanned skin and muscles and body hair on full display. Robin stands next to him with a spray can of wash out bleach-blonde hair dye at the ready. 

Steve looks over at Eddie. “It's too much, isn't it? I knew it. I told you,” he says to Robin, gesturing at Eddie as if his reaction proves his point. “Look at his face, even he's embarrassed for me.” 

Robin snorts. “Yeah, I don't think that's why he's blushing, Steve-o.” 

“No one’s even gonna know who I am,” Steve continues to complain, thankfully ignoring Robin’s comment. 

“Rocky,” Eddie says. His voice comes out weird and cracked; he clears his throat. “You're Rocky, from The Rocky Horror Picture Show.” 

“See?” Now it's Robin’s turn to gesture towards Eddie in vindication. “Totally recognizable. Totally good. It's just one party, and you've got all that unwarranted jock confidence, you'll be fine.” She pats Steve on the shoulder, then turns and tosses the spray dye at Eddie. “Here. You can take over spraying his hair. I have to finish getting myself ready.” 

Eddie fumbles trying to catch the spray can, his attempt to stammer out a protest falling on deaf ears as Robin pushes past him out of the room. “Okay.” He sighs. This is fine. He can totally handle being left alone with this literal golden adonis without getting heart palpitations. He can be cool and chill and normal. He can. 

Steve looks amused. “You don't have to. I can probably manage spraying my own hair just fine,” he says when Eddie still hasn't moved. 

“No, I got it.” Eddie shakes his head, shaking himself into motion. “You won't be able to get the back right on your own anyways.” He approaches Steve - with great restraint, he might add, because there's a part of his brain that's all animal right now and it's just raring to pounce on him. “So are you done trying to talk yourself out of this costume, then?” 

Steve chews at his lip as he studies his reflection again. “I think so,” he decides. His gaze flicks up to meet Eddie's eyes in the mirror. “You really don't think it's too much?” 

Eddie breaks the mirror eye contact before his face can turn any more red, fixing his focus singularly on starting to spray the blonde dye onto Steve's hair. “No, you uh, you look good. You really should've warned me- told me, I mean, what you were gonna be. I would've matched your theme, could've gone as Dr. Frank N Furter.” (His current costume in comparison is quite boring, just a basic vampire - albeit with some pretty impressive fake blood around his mouth if he does say so himself, but ultimately nothing special.)

“Now that would be something,” Steve mutters, the words a little breathier all of the sudden, but Eddie still doesn't dare let his glance wander from his hair. His voice is back to normal in a second anyway. “Well, there's always next year.” 

“Yeah, next year,” Eddie echoes. That really would be something, both of them in flamboyantly skimpy costumes. He's not sure if that would make this situation better or worse for him. 

He pushes up some of Steve's hair to make sure he's covered all the layers in the back, his fingers accidentally brushing along the skin of his neck, and Steve shivers. Eddie finds himself watching with an odd satisfaction as the goosebumps ripple up in the wake of his touch. 

“I think I might freeze to death like this, though,” Steve comments with a self-deprecating chuckle that just barely conceals that weird breathiness that's returned to his voice. “I probably should've considered that before I decided to go out half naked at night in the middle of fall.” 

“I bet you could easily find someone to keep you warm tonight,” Eddie tells him, forcing detachment. He locks his attention back on his hair dyeing work. “You walk in there looking like this and you'll have all the girls at the party falling at your feet. Probably even some of the guys too,” he adds, remembering Steve recently came out as bisexual. 

“Yeah?” Steve sounds like he's smiling, or maybe smirking. He tries (unsuccessfully) to catch Eddie's eyes again as Eddie moves in front of him to get to the last few pieces of hair. “And what about you?” 

“What about me?” 

“Would you be one of them?” 

Eddie finishes with the hairspray, nothing left to keep using as an excuse to avoid his attention. He finally looks at Steve's face and raises an eyebrow, deflecting. “You want me to fall at your feet, Harrington?” 

Steve shakes his head almost imperceptibly. He glances down for a moment, then looks back up at him from under his lashes and takes a step closer. “I want you to keep me warm,” he clarifies in a murmur as he reaches for Eddie's free hand and guides it to hold his waist. Eddie's blood ignites at the touch and the look Steve's giving him, flames racing along his veins. 

That's as good an invitation as any, and Eddie's restraint shatters. He draws Steve hungrily to his lips. How could he not? The spray can falls from his grip in favor of using both hands to pull Steve closer and roam his body. And if Eddie's wandering hands linger for a while in their investigation of that perfect gold-clad ass, well that's between them and the lovely little sound Steve makes against his open mouth. 

And Robin, who has the misfortune of poking her head back into the room right then. 

She yelps and jumps out of view of the scene, banging her fist against the wall just next to the doorway to get their attention instead. “When you guys are done being gross,” she shouts, “there's a party we're gonna be late for!” 

[primaphomet]

Fun new date idea! Hold a sword against your foe's neck and feel their heart pound through the steel.

[edelgards]

this game is so unreal to me i'm not going to lie

[scribz-ag24]

with grovyle the grovyle and [hero] the human the fun will never end

ref of the 2nd image

[babacontainsmultitudes]

RIP Will Campos the only person who was murdered this episode.

[idolomantises]

I like how whenever I introduce a new character there’s always this assumption that they’ll be Powers’ new girlfriend/boyfriend/whatever. Tomorrow likely won’t be any different.

[glyphotech]

still so crazy to me that percy immediately remembered that he knew nico immediately after saying he only remembered annabeth. like wtf was that about …

[dontletmewaittoolong]

ermm… you guys wanna back up a bit

[hellspawnmotel]