#as soon as I have showered

[merlinfromberlin]

Currently working (among other things) on a story that is most likely going to be called "Nooks & Crevices" and is about Bumblebee as well as several other people playing Hide & Seek with him. It will have 6 chapters and fluctuate between fluff and angst.

This is not directly related to this but I'm always so pleased when my word count for a certain scene/chapter is a 'nice' number.

Like. I just now finished the first draft for exposition for the first chapter of this and it is exactly 650 words long. And that is just so very, very neat in my opinion. Makes my brain happy.

I'm aware that it will change because I will edit this at least once (probably more than once because I feel that it is a bit convoluted right now). But for now it is just very neat and makes me happy. :D

And now have a sneak peak under the cut for being so nice as to read this. ^^ And because it will probably be a while before I get to officially upload this. Even if I finish it soon.

Optimus still remembered the cycle he had first taught Bumblebee how to play Hide and Seek well. It had been in the first of those pockets of deceptive non-peace, which had become frequent in the middle stages of the War, after the Autobots had taken in the yellow minibot sparkling.

Early on in the War, when it had still been called a Civil War by the media, after only a few hexacycles of fighting, both Autobots and Decepticons had been forced to concede that the War would not end anytime soon. Rather, it had turned into their new, permanent reality. However, neither of the factions possessed the resources to keep up combat indefinitely. They needed time for their troops to recuperate and their energon reserves to be filled.

Thus, these undiscussed ceasefires had been established. They often lasted only a few decicycles and apart from some minor skirmishes, there would be no major combat. Instead, a cautious and deceptive quiet would settle across deserted battlefields across Cybertron as both factions waited for scouting, inventions or espionage to yield advantageous results before advancing on the enemy once again.

When Optimus and Ratchet had first taken Bumblebee into their care, there had been no more public media outlets left to discuss the difference between War and Civil War; there had not been any in a long time. Temporary ceasefires, however, had long since become a regularity of life.

Still, it had taken several hexacycles before uneasy, combat-free non-peace enveloped Cybertron for the first time after Bumblebee’s rescue out of a collapsed shelter. When the ceasefire finally came, however, it turned out to be one of the longest the factions had seen yet. As quiet cycles stretched into calm decicycles even Optimus had been able to catch up with the never-ending flood of reports and paperwork, allowing the Prime to spend time with his bonded–be they amicae, conjunx or sparkling.

No one could remember the last time they had seen Ratchet this content. When one of Sideswipe and Sunstreaker’s pranks went awry, resulting in a giddy yellow sparkling covered in paint splotches, he did not even threaten the twins with a wrench to the head. Instead, the medic took a photograph to comm to his conjunx before sending the younglings to clean up Bumblebee.

Nevertheless, no matter how good a mimicry of peace this ceasefire may have presented, none of the Autobots could forget that they were living on borrowed time. The fighting would, most likely sooner rather than later, inevitably start up once again, shattering their idyllic fantasy of domesticity. Nevertheless, no matter how much they enjoyed these calm decicycles, none of them could truly forgot the constantly looming threat of warfare–none of them except for Bumblebee.

The newest and youngest member of the Autobot faction had unabashedly relished the apparent peace, delighted by the unusual amount of attention the older bots were paying him. The sparkling seemed completely undaunted, unaware even of the fact that the War had indeed not ended, just slowed down momentarily.

Even if it warmed their sparks, Optimus and Ratchet dreaded the cycle the fighting would begin anew and what the sudden change would do to Bumblebee’s psyche. Still, neither Prime nor medic were willing to rob the sparkling of his illusionary happiness prematurely.

However, even without having to shatter his peace, allowing him to keep his innocence intact for just a bit longer, there were ways to prepare Bumblebee for the realities of the War he had been forged in. They had to. As soon as the Decepticons learned of the new sparkling raised by the Autobot High Command, bonded to Optimus Prime and Ratchet of all bots, he would be a prime target. Just as Hot Rod had been and still was.

Playfully teaching Bumblebee how to behave in emergencies, how to hide and stay safe, Optimus had decided, would just be the first of many covert survival lessons.

[deoidesign]

Return date for my webcomic, Time and Time Again!

It's been set for a while but sometimes they change the date without warning, so I'll keep you updated if anything changes!

I'm extremely proud of the work I've been doing on it, I can't wait to share everything!

See you then!

[thestarfishface]

Drawing a future sticker sheet based on Verity and co. and I am, not exaggerating, giggling and kicking my feet over it.

You ever love your blorbos so much you keep giggling about how much you love them

[sualne]

messy warm ups cause it's been a minute

[shadyhouse]

had a really good job interview yesterday and they called me back for a second interview today this is a GOOD SIGN !!!!!!!!

[sunlitlamplove]

thinking about when i went on vacay with some friends including a girl i’ve known for ages who i came out to a couple years before. it was just us in the room, everyone had gone off to the swim in the hotel pool, including her boyfriend and our other friends. we were chatting after smoking a spliff, and the thing is, i’m such a slut, i always get so horny every time i get high. she mentioned she was going to go take a shower and i nodded distractedly, looking at my phone and sitting on the bed, trying to ignore the growing arousal between my legs. i love getting high and playing with myself, making myself cum over and over again on my fingers until i’m gushing, but i tried to ignore the insistent pulse of my pussy, eager to take care of my ache while she showered. she got off the bed and grabbed a towel, went into the washroom and after a few minutes, when i heard her voice again, i looked up. she was only in the towel, asking if i had seen her speaker so she could play music in the shower, and pulling my eyes from the tiny towel barely covering up her massive tits (🤤) i said no. she saw me looking, and came closer to where i was on the bed, to where her suitcase was. she bent over in front of me, exposing her wet pussy as she rummaged through her belongings and my clit was instantly on fire 😭😭 her ass was so fucking pretty with her fat pussy lips sticking out and glistening and i was so high i didn’t notice she was looking over her shoulder at me smiling as i stared at her bare cunt. i remember blushing and asking what she said and she straightened up, shaking her head and replying that she hadn’t found what she was looking for. i was too high and too close with her to really care that she caught me staring especially because i knew she didn’t mind (it wasn’t our first time seeing each other’s body lmao but i was so horny and wet atm that i was instantly turned on by her). she joked that i had been too distracted to answer. i laughed and said i was just stoned, but i didn’t expect her to drop her towel, still in front of me. i’m certain my face had a dumb, high look and she started laughing while i took a hit of my vape to calm me down, trying to play off how badly i wanted to suck her tits, roll my tongue around her gorgeous nipples and fuck my tongue inside of her beautiful cunt until she was squirting. i offered to help her look, and she demurred, shook her head again and fucking got on all fours to keep looking for her speaker, her legs spread wide, her pussy and perfect asshole fully on display for me while her asscheeks jiggled as she moved our suitcases, insisting it had to be around here somewhere. i was squeezing my legs together so tight to ease the throb of my clit as i watched her pussyhole gape slightly, imagining getting on the floor, spreading her pussy even wider and licking up her wetness while she moaned as i tongue fucked her. when she exclaimed that she had found it, and stood with her speaker in hand, a lazy smirk on her face, she gave me one last knowing smile and walked off, still fully nude, gorgeous ass swaying slightly as she walked back to the washroom.

i absolutely made myself cum while she showered lol. i was rubbing my clit and cumming on two fingers before she was even out of the shower. when she got out, she smiled at me and winked. she is a huge tease and she absolutely knows it.

[dottores]

well, i was going to wait to formally announce something when i got the time but i’m a bit irritated that the first thing i see when i log in is this ask

^ to answer your question anon, idk why you’re following if that’s what you feel 💀 respectfully, unfollow and never interact with me again. and this goes for everyone else who has left nasty asks in my inbox demanding me to update. my priority is law school and family, not to update fanfics that i don’t get paid for. this is something i do on the side for fun, it is not a job nor does it help me secure my future. spend less time demanding free work from people and spend more time working on your own future. it quite literally should never get to the point where you’re demanding strangers on the internet to provide you with fanfiction and insulting them when they have other things going on—seek help. that is weird.

but on a more serious note to everyone who has been respectful & kind about it—i don’t think i’m gonna be able to update anything until winter break, i apologize to everyone who has been waiting patiently, i promise i’m not abandoning heliotropes but it will not be updated for at least a month and a half. my workload has skyrocketed the past two weeks and my professors are warning us that it’s only uphill until after finals when we get our break. i need to be focusing on work, i barely even have the energy to answer messages from ppl right now.

^^ so if you are here for just my writing, this is the time to leave. i’ve been very vocal about this not being a writing blog. it is just my blog. if you only want writing, unfollow and find it in the tags.

i am going to be closing my inbox to prevent more asks like this because it’s rude and it’s not something i want to deal with. officially on semi-hiatus.

[madaqueue]

I AM BEING ATTACKED ON ALL FRONTS . MAN THE DOORS!!!!!!!

[toxooz]

IVE BREACHED CONTAINMENT (I'm finally dispatched from the hospital)

[moeblob]

[psymachine]

i think it'd go like this lmao

whole version

[random-autie-fangirl]

I drew another Chara- living with the Dreemurrs edition

"The King and Queen treated the human child as their own. The underground was filled with hope."

I don't like this as much as the last one but oh well... I ended up rambling a huge amount in the tag, so if you want details and headcanons about the actual drawing again, you'll have to look pretty far down this time, sorry (Also, I ran out of tags after a while. Tumblr is tired of me, lol. I might reblog this more tags later if I remember what I was going to say.)

[pridoo]

Best moment of this fall was hands down when I took my uni class to a print house for an excursion and was greeted by three old men with same names (not joking) and they looked around and said well, I suppose this is everyone in the group except....the teacher....

And I stood there next to them like hello🧍yes I look like a child to you yet I teach a university class. Yes this makes you Old™. children are teaching uni classes and you're a dinosaur

[timothyslucy]

remember when titus said he imagined jackson finding out about tim and lucy dating after waking up in the morning to find tim standing shirtless in their kitchen making coffee?? why couldn't we have had that????

[oatberrytea]

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

i just took a shower and now i cant stop thinking about moth boy loving showers

like, poor boy got so upset when he realised he was too big to join you in he bath like he's seen ajax doing from the back of his mind, so he's ecstatic when he finds out your shower is just big enough for the both of you!

he'd definitely love the feeling of the warm water running down his hair and wings, i headcanon that he's designed to spend long periods of time underwater due to ajax's hydro vision so the feeling of water rushing over him is a familiar feeling that he relishes in when it's not happening during battle until he gets shampoo in his eye

big moth man purring while getting his floof dried with the warm hair dryer aadhgfh my heart <3333

(he would also probably try to decipher the "ruins and symbols" that you make with your stray hairs on the shower wall)

dearest lord of moth, please take my thoughts and make something of them (if you have the time lol) 🙏

*furiously takes notes* yes yes please continue

listen listen LISTEN. when Foul Legacy is in the shower and he feels the water raining down and running over him, he does a happy little wing flutter with a delighted chirp, shaking himself so his wings don't become too waterlogged. he loooooves watching you wash your hair too, all the suds and tiny bubbles the shampoo makes look so fluffy, and if he's feeling brave he'll try to scritch your scalp with his claws to help you out. genuinely, Legacy would stay sitting in the shower for hours if it didn't rack up your water bill, but after a while he'll reluctantly get out because he remembers that hot water costs money with his vague knowledge of how Childe deals with expenses and bills- not before turning off the shower and shaking any excess water off, of course

you're always waiting for him with the hairdryer in hand, gesturing for him to sit in front of you with a soft laugh. you gently pat his shoulder when you turn on the hairdryer- neither of you like the loud sound it makes- feeling him stiffen before relaxing as the warm air begins seeping into his bones. his hair and fluff are always especially poofy and soft after being dried, and Legacy just melts more and more the longer you work, on the verge of falling over once you turn the hairdryer off. he lets out small, drowsy chitters when you brush his fur and hair, making sure there aren't any mats or tangles and also that your fluffy Abyss monster doesn't dissolve into a pile of goo while you're at it. only when he's perfectly dry do you nudge his shoulder again, watching him make a beeline for the bed and promptly flop onto the covers, looking at you pleadingly to join him. he's very warm and toasty right now, so he won't need any covers- just you as his pillow, nuzzling against your stomach with a sleepy purr as you stroke his hair to help him fall asleep