#at least Raf's got some sass

[wixenburr]

ngl my L&DS experience has been like... WOAHHH HOLY CRAP FIGHTING MONSTERS IM SO COOL MUAHAHAHAA Oh and here's Zayne, my pookie bear. Rafayel, my best friend and side hoe, and oh look there's my coworker Xavier.

I don't like Xavier.

also holy fuCK nobody warned me about Zayne's pool lesson memory oh my god?? Oh my GOD????? Did I-- did i make him c-

[amazinglyashy]

hiii I’d like to make a request for LADS🙏

scenarios for the boys (specifically the original 3) when you meet and you’re already dating someone (maybe eventually you leave them for one of the boys). like. i can imagine raf and xav having a hard time keeping their cool about it and perhaps zayne acting the way he did in neon night since he doesn’t remember but fjdjsksm

You actually sent this a day before I got Neon Night, so I was able to reference it in real time and not look up the card on YT or anything, I'm so happy-- This was actually super fun, thank you so much for the request!! I hope you enjoy <3 (I'm gonna warn you tho, I made it a bit angsty--)

LaDS men when you're already dating someone [for now-]

Rafayel -

Rafayel is... upset.

to say the least.

He'll act rude and obnoxious to whoever it is you're dating at the time, to an uncharacteristically high level of sass and snippy comments. You have to try and ask him what's gotten into him, but he won't answer you.

Further meetings will go just as smoothly, so your current partner will just chalk up to you having an oddly rude friend.

He'll say something that comes across as weird to you at some point- a biting comment during a completely unrelated argument about how he waited so long for you, searching high and low for any trace of you returning again, and you didn't even have the courtesy to wait for him.

He'll leave angry, but he'll stand in the hallway regretting it, because he knows. He knows you don't remember him, and he can't keep faulting you for that. But damn-

It hurts.

It hurts to know that he did everything he could to find you, to protect you- to keep you safe until he could see you again. Talk to you again. Love you again.

But here you were.

Just out of reach again.

Xavier -

You're trying to handle a toddler now, not a grown man.

He's so upset, it's borderline ridiculous.

It's like any comment or conversation starter your current partner tries to toss at Xavier, it doesn't even make it out of the hangar before it's shot down.

Any attempts you make to be friendly with him are also met with snippy remarks.

He did not travel as far as he did, do every single hard thing he had up until this point- just to lose to some average every-day person who was currently enjoying holding your hand.

His jealously is through the roof.

His pouting face is actually pretty cute, though, so there's that.

After sulking for a long time, he'll start inviting you places more frequently, under the guise of wanting to hang out more as coworkers.

His actual motives are trying to make you see just how good of a partner he could be for you.

Yes he's trying to steal you out from under your current partner's feet.

Is it working...?

Sylus -

He's not surprised.

He's also not threatened.

What, was Sylus supposed to suspect that someone with no recollection of him or your previous time knowing each other would hold out for him, until you met again?

He tries his best to be a rational man, as there would be no rationality in getting upset at you for something you have no knowledge of.

He's hurt, but he also has a mild sense of confidence coating his doubts and pain.

He knows you'll come around to him eventually- it's everything that fate had destined, he'll muse jokingly to himself.

Still, he can't help a little doubt itching in his subconscious. He doesn't have any way of outwardly handling it, though.

He isn't the type to flaunt what he has in front of other people in order to appear better. It's gaudy to him, and shows just how little someone actually is worth if they're so desperate to put themselves above another through a dollar amount.

Treats your current partner with the same level of respect he does towards you, and shows them similar levels of care.

They make you happy, and he doesn't want that ever taken from you.

No matter how badly he wants you all to himself.

Zayne -

If it bothers him, you would never be able to tell.

Always the epitome of kindness and civility no matter who he's dealing with as long as they aren't unkind to those who matter to him- namely you- the person you're dating is treated no differently.

That is, as long as they're treating you properly.

He's no overprotective psychopath, but he does have his own concerns given some of the patients he has treated in the past. As long as certain basic criteria are met, he doesn't see any issue with it.

Still he's... a bit sad.

He blames himself wholeheartedly, for going away for so long. For leaving you alone. It's his own fault for missing his chance with you, and while somewhere deep inside of him is praying on your current partner's downfall- it's a very small portion in the back of his mind. Something dark he'll never truly humor.

He wants you to be happy, above anything else. Above personal feelings, his own wishes, anything. And if your current partner is making you happy, then that's all he could ever wish for.

Even through the sting.

He's happy as long as you are.

[storiesofsvu]

Girl Dinner

Casey Novak x Rita Calhoun Warnings: language, sass, bantering, smut. Welp, at least this is finally done. I can't tell ya if it's any good or if I even like it, but I finally actually managed to write after a solid two weeks of nothing. Hoping that the creativity will continue to bless me and I can get some more of it done as the month goes on. At least I managed to finagle my way into getting Thursday off so hopefully that will help! Manifest more writing to come from me soon! lol, apologies for things taking so long. Especially to those of you who have bought me ko-fi's for specific requests! Also this is my first time writing a full blown smut piece for a ship and not a reader insert, so it's not gonna be perfect lol

Working through dinner in the Calhoun/Novak household was a very usual thing, especially during the week. Weeknights were for ordering take out to the office while slaving over files or opening arguments and witness lists. They were for going out with the firm, bartering, rubbing elbows and climbing the social chains, making connections that would no doubt come to help you out later down the road. Nights spent sharing bottles of wine with prospective clients at the finest steakhouses in Manhattan for hours while you started to piece together people’s character and integrity. They were for hours spent at Forlini’s, shooting the shit and attempting to make plea deals with the prosecutor on the case, sometimes multiple at once. It was very rare that both of them actually made it home in time for dinner at all.

Not that Casey minded, she was used to eating alone in her office at Hogan place, putting blood sweat and tears into cases that she might not even end up winning. Besides, it certainly wasn’t like Rita was going to cook for her, the best she was getting was pricey take out (which Rita sometimes would send to the apartment when she knew the other woman was home). Most nights Casey got home first she’d toss together something delicious and semi healthy, setting aside a plate for Rita whenever she did get home, if she’d already eaten, it would be tomorrow’s lunch.

Tonight was the rare occasion where they were both home by dinner time, but that didn’t mean either of them were done working. Rita was in the home office; door open just a crack and Casey could hear her on the phone. By the sound of things, she was talking deals, and the sassy and somewhat playful tone in her voice told her it was Barba on the other side of the line. So she chose to stay at the kitchen island and finish up her own closing argument, leave her girlfriend squabbling with her best friend for a little longer.

It was almost an hour later when Casey’s stomach began to rumble, but the office conversation had since changed to speaker phone, meaning it was nowhere near over so she treated it like any other night they were apart. She closed her file folders, stashing them in her work bag and padded through the kitchen to the fridge, staring into it, the pantry and the freezer until she found something suitable to throw in the oven for herself. When it was finished, she took it into the living room with a glass of wine, throwing a mindless show on the television to keep her occupied while she waited for Rita to wrap up whatever she was working on.

She was done a second glass of wine by the time she realized how late it was, letting out a soft sigh as she pushed off the couch. Stopping in the kitchen she poured out another glass of wine for Rita before wandering down the hallway and knocked gently on the door. Rita’s soft ‘come in’ echoed through the space and Casey smiled, stepping into the office.

“Are you that deep into it tonight?”

“I was.” She laughed lightly, “then Raf got me all distracted.”

“Well,” Casey perched on the edge of her desk, placing down one of the wine glasses, “if you’ve still got work to do, start with this, I’ll get you some dinner going.”

“I have dinner.” The older woman replied, gesturing to the snack box she had made to take to work, a handful of trail mix, half a bag of salt and vinegar Boom Chicka Pop, some now very brown apple slices, and cubes of cheese.

“That is not dinner.” Casey practically snorted, “that barely constitutes a snack.”

“It counts.” She protested with a laugh, popping a piece of cheese into her mouth with a shrug, “I had a big lunch, went out with Liz. It’s fine darling.”

“Is this how you eat when I’m not around?”

“It’s food, isn’t it?” She shrugged, munching on some more of it while continuing to scribble on a legal pad.

“Did you survive on Lunchables at Harvard?” She asked with a laugh, the look Rita gave her making her realize she probably didn’t even know what a Lunchable was.

“Rafael cooked. Or we went down to the dining hall. You’ve seen it, that constitutes real food.”

Casey let out a small huff, “I was about to make a comment about how expensive that must’ve gotten but then I remembered who I’m talking to.”

Rita chuckled, her pen stilling in her hand as she looked up at the redhead, “I know you enjoy cooking for me, but I am being perfectly nutritious.”

“Okay, but lunch with Liz, that,” she gestured to the snack box, “plus the half an egg you ate on your way out the door doesn’t count as three balanced meals.”

“Oh,” She grinned, “and I’m so sure your dinner of… what was it? Let me guess, dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets and tater tots, does?”

“Hey!” Casey pouted, “at least I actually cooked them! It counts as dinner. Rita, c’mon.” she tugged at her hand, “I’ll even order expensive take out, you need something hot and delicious to eat.”

Rita let out a low laugh, her lips curving up into a devilish smirk as she looked up at the other woman, “you know… if you wanted me to eat you out all you had to do was ask.”

“Rita!” Casey felt her cheeks heat, her eyes widening at the other woman’s words.

“What?” She shrugged, her eyes dragging up and down her body, lingering on the swell of her chest peeking out from under her shirt, “you said something hot and delicious. And something hot and delicious happens to be standing right in front of me…”

“Rita…” She warned, letting out a huff.

“Are you telling me you don’t want me to eat you out?” She asked, picking up her pen again, flipping it through her fingers, “fine, I’ll keep working. But I thought I had you trained better, you should know every good dinner needs an even tastier appetizer.” She glanced up at Casey, her brow raised and a hungry fire in her eyes, “and I am particularly fond of how you taste.” Casey gulped, shifting awkwardly on the edge of Rita’s desk, pulling a dark chuckle from the other woman, “that’s what I thought.” She swatted at her hip, “bedroom. I’m not risking you ruining any of this paperwork.”

The heat from Casey’s cheeks started to tingle through her body, her mind already beginning to cloud at the thought of Rita’s mouth on her. The woman knew exactly just how to drive her wild, she could have her turned on in the flash of a second with just a lingering look or her extensive vocabulary, made even spicier the moment she started dirty talking.

And that was before she even laid a hand on her.

By the time Casey was in the bedroom her shirt was tugged over her head and she was ducking to kiss Rita, accepting the other woman’s tongue into her mouth as she let out a soft moan. Rita’s hands were on the waistband of her pants, pulling them and her underwear down over her hips so Casey could kick them off. The brunette nudged her to sit on the edge of the bed, softly pulling away from the kiss and Casey’s hands flew to her waist, untucking her blouse, fingers sneaking underneath the fabric to tickle across her heated skin. Rita caught her wrists, pressing a kiss to the palm of one of her hands,

“Uh-uh.”

“But.” She began to protest before Rita cocked a brow at her.

“This is about getting you off, and then getting me dinner. I can have my fun later.”

“Promise?” She practically pouted and Rita laughed softly, cupping her face, thumb stroking over her cheek before she leant down, pressing a kiss to the tip of her nose.

“Promise.” She nodded, “now lie back darling.”

Casey shifted on the bed until her head hit the pillows, her skin prickling as Rita climbed over her, catching her lips in a kiss while her hands began to trace patterns on porcelain skin. She couldn’t help but moan when Rita’s tongue slipped back into her mouth, dancing with her own as their lips moved with a familiar grace. The tingle between her legs grew at the feeling of hands softly groping at her chest, rolling her nipple between finger and thumb and she broke the kiss to moan gently, her head falling back into the pillows.

Rita took advantage, her lips trailing down her neck, teeth nipping gently at her skin in an attempt to not leave any marks in the morning. She licked across her collarbone, pausing to press a gentle kiss in the middle before her lips continue to trace across Casey’s skin. The other woman wound her fingers gently into her hair, holding her to her as she worked her way across her body, little whimpers escaping her lips as her pussy began to flutter. Rita’s lips wrapped around a nipple, sucking it into her mouth as Casey moaned softly, her nails scratching at the brunette’s scalp, her hips rocking up off the bed begging for more contact. Her lips curved up into a grin on Casey’s skin before her teeth nipped at her nipple and she let out a gasp, back arching off the bed. Satisfied with the reaction she repeated the motions on the other side, leaving Casey whining beneath her, body shivering against the bed, her pussy practically dripping. Wrapping a sturdy arm around her waist, Rita rolled onto her back, a small shriek leaving the other woman’s lips as she did so.

“What’re y—”

“Come sit on my face.” She muttered; her breath hot on Casey’s lips as she surged up to steal another kiss.

“But…”

“My appetizer,” Rita squeezed at her hips as she stole another heated kiss, “my choice of how it’s presented, right?”

“You’re ridiculous.” Casey shook her head, kissing her once more before she crawled up the bed, settling her legs on either side of her head and Rita’s hands slid up her legs, softly grasping her waist.

Casey let out a gasp when Rita yanked her down onto her face, her tongue lapping at the other woman’s pussy. Her lips moved with expertise, tongue slipping in just enough to tantalize her, pulling waves of pleasure from deeper within her body with each pass of her tongue. Juices began to smear across her lips as Casey whined above her, her hands shooting out to clutch at the headboard. Rita groaned against her skin, her fingers tightening into her hips, rocking her body ever so gently, encouraging Casey to grind down onto her, to chase her release as needily as she wanted to.

“Oh fu-uck.” Her body trembled when Rita’s nose nudged against her throbbing clit, a whimper escaping her lips.

She could feel Rita’s lips curving up into a smirk against her skin before her mouth shifted upwards so she could suck her clit into her mouth. Casey moaned louder at the sensation, her head falling back as she continued to grind down onto Rita. Her heart was thundering in her chest, heat prickling under her skin as the pleasure soared through her, pussy fluttering around nothing, dripping down her thighs. Rita’s tongue danced patterns against her clit, flicking with the tip exactly how Casey desired, her noises getting louder with each movement from the other woman. She was so close and Rita could sense it, sucking harder on her clit, moaning into her pussy, the vibrations driving Casey wild, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

“Please…” she whined, pulling a chuckle from Rita whose hand snuck between the redhead’s thighs, playing with her folds before two fingers sunk into her heat, “fuck.”

Rita groaned again, feeling Casey’s pussy pulse around her fingers as she fucked her, her lips sucking harder around her clit. Juices dribbled down her wrist, her fingers curling, quickly finding the sensitive spot inside her cunt, Casey let out a gasp, her head dropping forward as pleasure shot through her body.

“Oh god…” she moaned, “d-don’t stop.” Her body jolted, thighs threatening to suffocate Rita as she continued her motions, “s’close.”

Rita moaned in response, her tongue flicking faster, working in tandem with her fingers, the tips pressing into Casey’s g-spot with each thrust. She rubbed harder, lingering against the sensitive spot and Casey cried out, her entire body shaking as the coil burst and her orgasm hit her, coursing through her body, the fire bursting from under her skin. Rita’s tongue lazily licked at her clit, smirking at the way it made the other woman shudder before she pulled her fingers from her pussy, her mouth sinking back down to gently clean up the mess she’d made between her legs.

Casey could feel her body aching to go limp and in an attempt to actually not suffocate her girlfriend she mustered up the strength to swing her leg off her, dropping down onto the bed as she panted. Rita chuckled beside her, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand before she reached out, pulling Casey into her embrace. With a soft sigh the redhead relaxed into her, curling into her side as her head found home on her chest. Rita’s nails softly scratched at her scalp, gliding through her hair as she pressed a soft kiss to her temple.

“Feeling better?” She asked, her free hand gliding up and down Casey’s back.

“Much.” She mumbled in reply, finally able to catch her breath. It was only after a minute that her brow furrowed and she pulled her head up, looking up at Rita, “wait… this wasn’t about me, this was about you eating.”

“Did I not just eat?” Rita cocked a brow, a grin on her lips and Casey rolled her eyes.

“An actual meal, consisting of physical food that was better than some Lunchable.”

“I’m perfectly fine.” She smiled, leaning down to place a kiss onto Casey’s lips. As much as she would claim she was fine, her body was about to betray her, a loud growl echoing through the room from her stomach. Casey barked out a laugh as Rita huffed, dropping back onto the pillows.

“No denying it now.” Grinning, the redhead stole a kiss, “what do you feel like? Something fancy or something comforting.”

“If that’s your way of asking if pizza is acceptable, my answer is yes.” She pinched at Casey’s waist, “just keep the pineapple on your side please.”

“Of course.” Casey kissed her cheek before rolling over to grab her phone from the nightstand, quickly punching in the order before tossing the device to the side.

“How long.” Rita asked, shifting the blankets around the two of them.

“Twenty minutes.”

“Perfect.” Her arms wound around the other woman, “that’s plenty of time for another round.”

“You are insufferable.” Casey laughed as she accepted the kiss.

“And you love it.”

“Mmhmm.”

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@svulife-rl @mickey-gomez @naturalxselection @clarawatson @yesterdaysgone @momlifebehard @alexusonfire @summergeezb @rainbowelshrhian @daddy-heather-dunbar @alcabots @ladysc @daffodil-heart @thisisraes @happenstnces @kmc1989 @valentinesfrog @noahrex @prentiss-theorem

[witchofthesouls]

As much as I love the raunchy mikoscreen content, it would be such an upgrade to go from "fuckbudies that are kind of friends" to "oh shit, I think I catched the feelings...I like LIKE him/her" + raunchy hc (maybe some holoform interactions)

Also, idk why, but I also see Jack doing this kind of "secret relationship" too, but maybe not with a bot (I know that some ship him with arcee, and idk what are your opinions on that). Maybe he's with a human, the least human you could ever imagine him with.....

Any hc, opinions?

Personally, I’m not a fan of Jack x Arcee. I view their dynamic as the “reluctant partnership that grew into a mutual bond of camaraderie.” I think part of it is how I interpret her age as someone in her 30s along with her long experience with warfare. Arcee has underlying trauma from grief and loss beneath her hard exterior and sass and salt. (Honestly, nearly the entire cast of them does. At the very beginning of the series with Cliffjumper’s memorial, Optimus basically said they were the only Autobots left on Earth. That leaves many questions on how many were there before. Did they go down with the Ark? Separation? Break off?)

Smokescreen, on the other hand, strikes me as someone as not even 20 years old. This greenhorn is like a 17-19 years-old in my eyes. He’s got heart. He’s got guts. And he’s doesn’t have a bad mind when he actually uses it. I mean, come on, remember the little dance he did before a mission? That psych-up of excitement with little jumps? Sonnova, I was dying.

(To anyone who wants to see it, I present the Youtube link. Go to 2:43. Arcee gives Bulkhead a heads-up on “Destiny’s Child” and both of them look over to see Smokey’s little hype.)

As for Jack with a secret relationship, I’ve toyed with some ideas of an outsider’s perspective that’s in a romantic relationship. Very AU, though. Like an Other!Jack and an Other!OC: both in the know but OC is firmly on the Other side of the Veil or deep inside the Foundation. 

I don’t have a strong preference for Jack in a romantic relationship with anyone else. (Platonic and parental relationships are a different story!)

Tbh, you’re not far off how I view the progression of Mikoscreen’s relationship. From Miko’s point of view. Smokescreen realized early on he was in for the long haul when he decided to stay on Earth after Cybertron was restored.

Smokescreen doesn’t yearn for Cybertron as the other Autobots had. He doesn’t have memories of the Crystal Palace Botanical Gardens, the vibrant murals within Iacon’s artisanal caste, the Festivals of the Thirteen… 

He onlined at the late stage of the War upon Cybertron’s surface: the bombardment of Iacon’s shields, packed barracks full of raw trainees and quiet veterans, the vast emptiness of the Iacon Database when he was pulled and reassigned to Alpha Trion…

Earth was his crucible and it feels strange to leave it behind after everything that went down.

In the aftermath of their heavy-petting and makeout in the desert, there was a little active part of his self-preservation that went Wait a klick, mech… 

While a big part had stemmed from Wrecker retaliation on poaching their own, he’s also thinking of the various health modules the barracks had to go through.

He’s nervous about anything more and so many questions circle his mind: Is he too big? Is it even safe? What happens if he hurts her from ‘facing? What happens if he accidentally reverts his default size?

Miko decided to attend university in the United States, so she and Smokescreen can disappear into the vast wilderness for him to stretch out his legs. Plus, it’s easier to get into contact with Ratchet who also stayed on Earth.

The trio is still in contact with one another. Jack is also attending college and she stops by with Smokey to race and give him a break. Raf followed Ratchet’s steps to track Energon growth and Unicron’s effect on Earth.

Miko makes money under the table from tutoring Americans the Japanese language, raw manga into English translations, and helping out Ratcet as an extra pair of hands with the Apex Armor.

For the longest time, as in several years, the most they’ll do is map out each other bodies and figure out what they like.

Deep kisses and trailing their fingers over flesh or mesh. Miko is absolutely fascinated by the thrumming cables and flexing plates of protoform, by the intensity of biolights flashing bright, and how warm Smokescreen can get. Smokey is similarly fascinated by how soft and small Miko’s body is compared to a Cybertronian, even when mass-displaced, the buzzing of her chaotic biochemistry as he circles her, the way she’s comfortable being so exposed without any armor, the flexibility of her body.

With the Decepticons gone, the discovered raw Energon is theirs now. Smokescreen could indefinitely use his holomatter if he chose to do so, they’re swimming in fuel at this point.

Smokescreen finds out that his holomatter is very ticklish when she digs her fingers across his ribs and sides and he disappears in an electronic shower of sparks.

Miko figures out that Smokey is physically affectionate. He likes touching her or having her touch him. His holomatter’s arm around her while they’re shopping, brushing her hair back or casually redoing it, kisses to her cheek or forehead whenever “Sawyer” sees Miko. Smokescreen carrying her in his servo or on his shoulder, Miko perched on his thigh when they take a break in the middle of nowhere to watch the sky and stars.

She thinks it’s absolutely unfair that not only Smokescreen can manipulate his neural net in his frame, but he could also control sensation in his holomatter. No more surprise tickle attacks.

The first time they do penetrative sex, it’s in the shared apartment between her and Jack. They’re on the bed and watching Red 2, Smokescreen is playing with the ribbon of her shorts. They already talked about and he’s sufficiently fueled and far more experienced with his holomatter. Of course, she croons into his ear, smiling wide. “Show me something, Hot Wheels…”

Miko wouldn’t even realize it until years down the line when Jack pops the question about her and Smokescreen making it official as they can, even Raf even gently reminds her that Smokescreen has painted light brown accents on his frame.

Painting another mecha’s colors onto yourself, Raf explained, was a Declaration of Intent. Usually, it was also followed by incorporating a piece of the other mecha’s armature into their own.

Her space-boy painted the shade of her eyes on himself...

After that revelation, Miko schedules a hair appointment and brings a picture to the stylist for an ombre effect of his specific shade of blue and bright red tips.

"Don't cry on me, space-boy." "I'm not!"

He totally did.

[queenofthedramedies]

Legacies Opinions 3x01: Divided We Stand, Sort Of...

Hello, my lovely readers!

As all of you know, not only was Legacies cut short last year; so was Opinion Time! But we're back! And I hope you are, too! If you're new: Welcome! Let's dive into last night's epi!

If you watched last season: you know that Hope Mikaelson took a trip to Josie Mikaelson's mind space to help save on half of the Super Twins from her evil alter ego: Darth Jo! Agh! And when we left them, Hope had not regained consciousness. Sleep well, our Tri-brid Princess.

Not only was Hope out for the count, her long-time paramour, Landon Kirby, was dead, after The Necromancer forced Rafael to stab his brother, leaving Raf to take a spun on the wheel of guilt! It's cool, Raf, everyone kills a loved one in the TVD-verse. It's a right of passage.

The big question: Would our heros be returned? Wade wants to know! Speaking of: Yay! Our fav fairy is back! And he's still a Land fan.

We find our answer about Land when he's ready to take his leave of us--NOOOO!--The Necromancer jerked him right back! Literally! No spoilers here! You've got to watch! But this bit makes for some great comedic moments.

Other characters who made a comeback:

Chad! Loved this guest star in season two. Just a light character. And when he does his Necromancer impression, well, again, you need to see this...

Alyssa Chang: If you've been keeping up, you already know she's got hee own show. So, we'll probably be saying good-bye to Alyssa, but for this epi. we get to see her revenge of Jo after Jo went all snapping-necks on Alyssa in her Dark Jo¡ moment. Which led to a face off with Lizzie. And Lizzie was trying to be good. She really, really was...

Pedro! Such a cutey! He wanted to help! And one day, we're sure he can officially be part of the Super Squad.

And as I'm sure you've figured out: Jo, Lizzie, and Rafael are back, too. Lizzie and Jo are having their annual fight while they try to figure out who they are individually. I suspect we'll see this struggle continue to develop over the season.

Jed: Poor wolf got smacked down by a tin can! Ouch!

Kaleb: Delivering sass and smiles that make us love him in every epi!

In meantime, it looks like Jo is leaving us, for at least one epi. We hope to see Jo (Kaylee) back soon!

Speaking of struggle, Raf struggled to convince Land to go back to his freakin' body! This gave him very little time to play the hero, but... No spoilers! What is his reward: finding out he might die the next epi. Never fear, hybrid is an accepted way of life... Maybe... We shall see...

Who won the Couple of Week Award? Mizzie! Okay, so Lizzie and MG have not made it official. But they looked pretty freakin' together to this fan!

Oh, and there might have been a certain fairy tale kiss with my fav couple: Handon! Opps! Major spoiler!

See ya next week!

Be safe, -J

[sparklingpax]

Bumblebee!!! (For the character ask 💖)

Ooo~ Our lovely scout! Okay then! <D 

(Again, I’ll assume you mean from Prime so...that’s who I’m talking about here :3)

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-Favorite thing about them:

Ohhh I love Bee! <3

My favorite thing about him has got to be the way he’s so earnest and loyal!! I know that’s ‘basic’ or whatever but it really warms my heart...he’s not the kind of bot to have some ulterior motive...and is trusting and dedicated to protecting the people and things he loves! Even when he has to be tough, his only motive is usually from a good place...

It’s just so,,,pure,,, :D 

-Least favorite thing about them:

Hmmm....I don’t really have anything for him either! But I guess it’ll have to be the way he can be a bit reckless sometimes...like that’s also kind of basic, but it made me So Nervous every time he disobeyed an order to take a course of action and sometimes it worked (yay!) and sometimes it didn’t,,,,like nooo Bee, think this throughhh please be safe bby :’( 

-Favorite line:

(I know he doesn’t technically “talk” but here are the top 2 moments I really enjoyed)

1.) When he’s sassing Ratchet,,like that entire scene where’s he’s freaking ticked and we don’t know exaclt what he’s saying when arguing with Ratchet but I bet you he said a swear word or two,,,O//O’’

2.) When Bulkhead’s like “We weren’t even there!!” and then sees Bee and is like “Well, he was--” and the way Bumblebee whacks his chest and gives that low buzz of like “STOP.” Idk it’s just funny to me 😹😹😹

-Random headcanon:

Sometimes, he and Raf will go driving off together for hours. I know this is technically already canon, but I just love the image of Bee speeding down an empty road, his engine humming softly. Raf is telling him about his day, and Bee is simply listening. They often find an empty hill or rock and Raf and Bumblebee sit together to watch the sunset. 

Most of Rafael’s photo library right now are pics he took of himself and Bumblebee at the different places they went to~ 

<3

-Unpopular opinion:

....ok look this isn’t an unpopular opinion at all (?) and I’m also not sure about whether this counts since I’m referring to RID2015 but it really irks me that it seems he just,,,forgot about Raf,,,,completely. That’s not actually Bee’s fault....so you can imagine who I’m a little annoyed at....but eh that’s kind of it; I really had no problem with Bumblebee in Prime at any point, really....that probably makes me immature or something but anyway~

-Song i associate with them:

I again have three! ^///^ 

Immortals (Fall Out Boy), Counting Stars (OneRepublic), and Fireflies (Owl City) 

-Favorite picture of them:

I don’t have any pictures of him,,,T//^//T

However I just googled one because he’s honestly an adorable bean 24/7 so any photo will do :3

[coherently-screaming]

Thoughts of first Legacies ep. watched (1x10)

-Lizzie is such a bitch oh my god.

-Hope got bamboozled? Speak for yourself lol

-Ric still has it.

-SUCH A ROBOTIC INTRO.

-that slop must be poisoned.

-Josie is still so sympathetic.

-so Hayley is gonna show up, right? RIGHT?

-HOW ARE THEY STILL GONE

-poor Hope, blah blah, HOW DID HAYLEY DIE!?!?!?!?!?

-dammit, Lizzie you naive fool ( at least she acts like a teenager, thinking she's so smart)

- JOSETTE THAT OUTFIT

- oh.... OH

-Josie finally thinking of herself.

-ALARIC WHAT HAPPENED TO BEING SOBER

-Josie thank god she still gives a shit about education.

-Ha ha Ha! Dealt with it Lizzie.

-i love this Janni girl.

-SPILL!THE!TEA!JANNI!

-HOW DARE YOU BETRAY JOSIE

-holy shit Josie, that's a lot

-i really hope this make Lizzie see the error of her ways

-i hate you sounds so nice coming out of Josie's mouth

-HOT DAMN HOPE

-YOU 👏 CANT 👏 RUN 👏 FROM 👏 YOUR PROBLEMS 👏 LIZZIE

-OH YES PLEASE TELL ME IM ABOUT TO SEE THE AVENGERS SQUAD

-OU EST PENELOPE PARK I NEED TO SEE THE QUEEN OF SNARK

WHAT THE FUCK?????????

-Raf is dead? And was that Mg too???? Oh shit. Liz you done fucked the fuck up.

-leading her to pen pleaseeeee

-HA DEAL WITH IT BITCH

-oh wait shit fuck.

-JOSIE MUST BE DEAD FUCK NOOOO

-not bitchy but FURIOUS with Lizzie... Penelope must have been there

-or idk. Oh my god.

-OH MY GOD

-OH MY FUCKING GOD, LIZZIE MUST HAVE HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT

-actually pretty good and realistic reaction.

-yes Penelope in action. But she's not a mega sass queen in this (probably because she was only a bitch to lizzie due to her love for Josie. So she'll be cold and bitch for another reason)

-there's still 20 mins left holy fuck.

-i actually love janni

-Oh come on Janni.

-YOU'RE THE SELFISH BITCH WHO IS INCAPABLE OF SHARING ANYONE IN YOUR LIFE, LIZZIE.

-ohhhhh shit hot damn. Who gonna die.

-if I see Penelope and Alaric die I am gonna SNAP. Even if it doesn't snap

-I KNEW IT ALSO, JOSIE NO COMEBACK

-THANK YOU, BITCH.

-PENELOPE NEEDS TO KICK SOME ASS.

-that's actually really moving, kind of.

-Thoughts during commercial break: I'm actually really pleasantly surprised.

-holy shit. YES PENELOPE.

-kick that was Ric!

-Ric no!

- Oh finally smart move Liz.

- Oh shit oh no oh rip. Fuck.

-at least I didn't have to watch Ric or Pen die. OR Josie, that woulda hurt.

-okay that ALL THAT aside, spiked out, pointy shoulder pads, Lizzie? REEEEEAAAALLY? I thought she was supposed to be a fashionista.

-I wanna see Caroline!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-okay, Ric, ya really should tell them?

-Smart move Hope.

-LOL CONFIDING IN A CHILD. I LOVE THAT. TALKING TO SOMEONE WITH A HIGHER EMOTIONAL STABILITY THAN HERSELF HAHAHAHA. (I'm now aware of how insensitive this comment is. I will not delete it so as not to erase my mistake but i admit it was wrong and leave it as a reminder to myself to do research before commenting on a character.)

Thoughts after episode: OMG I'm impressed????????? It's so much better than TVD and TO. Like, I'm definitely going to keep watching, and not just for Posie. Like I'm very surprised at the quality and the script. Like lizzie was ROUGH in the beginning but still. I CANT WRAP MY HEAD AROUND HOW GOOD IT WAS.

Definitely impressed, definitely recommend if interested or if you've been looking at posie scenes or whatever.

Also: should I keep lieblogging it? Should I post it all at once right after like this or spread it out through the ep? Let me know.

[mechawhatsit]

Transformers Prime 15 Day Challenge: Day 10-13

Hahahahaha guess who got sick and had work and forgot about certain things, yay!!!

Let’s just get to it.

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As we know, Transformers is a show meant To Sell Toys. You got any? What’s your favorite? Which one wants to make you throw it across the room in frustration because dear God, please help the poor child that attempts to transform that First Edition Bumblebee??

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Oh Primus help me, I have So Many. I mean, I’m no hardcore collector, I don’t have a dedicated display case or what have you and most of my babies are either drugstore finds or the occasional Good Will surprise (with a few joyful additions from fellow fans), but I love them all to (sometimes literal) pieces.

That being said, I do have a bit of hierarchy. My fav of favs is my Cybertron Vector Prime in his alternate orange and bronze color scheme. He’s been with me forever and I believe I got him from my friend Casey way back in high school??? Anyway, Vector was my first ‘proper’ Transformer, since my Revoltech Optimus Prime and Megatron don’t actually TRANSFORM, and he’s aged very VERY well. He still occupies his favorite corner on the bookshelf, can still throw and epic pose or ten, and I STILL REMEMBER HOW TO TRANSFORM HIM. HA.

On the opposite end of the spectrum, my least favorite of the bunch would have to be what I think is a G2 Wheeljack knock off. I found him in a Good Will mixed bag, and though he has a very cool alt mode and is in pretty decent shape for where I found him (only missing a door, not bad), I literally have NO IDEA HOW TO TRANSFORM HIM. Every time I try, something creaks or I hear this unsettling crackling noise and I just- I can’t. It’s not like ratcheting joints or parts clicking together, no, these are sounds of AGONY and PAIN and I feel So Bad for even trying I just put him back down in his car mode and apologize.

- - -

Though the show has its drama, it has some wonderful humor. And…some wonderfully cracky shorts. What’s your favorite funny moment of TFP? And yes, this totally includes Ask Megatron and whatever other short content that got produced. By adults. The decked out Nemesis is fair game, it’s totally canon.

- - -

Oh man, where do I START.

There was so much about TF:P that was so genuine that it stuns me to this day that it got away with as much as it did, but for funnies?

There is literally nothing that gets me giggling faster than Knock Out and Starscream running from Terrorcons. Like, I know it’s supposed to be super serious and there’s bad juju going down, but COME ON!

YOU ARE A CAR AND A PLANE, WHY ARE YOU RUNNING?! Also, Knock Out runs like he’s practicing to cosplay Captain Jack Sparrow. That arms ahead flailing run is just HILARIOUS.

- - -

Drifting back to the serious, TFP had its moments of quiet and mourning, of loss and friendship. What was your favorite heartfelt or heartbreaking moment of the series?

- - -

Geeze, there were a lot of tear jerker moments in TF:P, especially in Season One. Raf being poisoned by Dark Energon, the whole debacle with Cliffjumper, AIRACHNID- Don’t EVEN get me started on the Orion Pax episodes.

However, out of all of those brilliant scenes and heart wrenching moments, the number one among them was the one I don’t think ANYONE saw coming.

I know probably a lot of people are going to say this scene, but for me, it struck home with a force I was not expecting. Ratchet’s been primarily a baseline defender, keeping track of things at the home base and being there when people get hurt. He depends on the others to make the right choices, to fight the good fight that he can’t. And above all else, he TRUSTS Optimus to do the right thing.

But he’s also an old mech, one whose seen more war and death and hatred than anyone should ever witness, whose only true desire at this point in the struggle is to FINALLY be able to go HOME.

And he’s just been told that the only known way to restore that home has been utterly destroyed.

I honestly started tearing up, and broke down entirely when he said the line; “Optimus, we needed that.”

- - -

Seeing as like, 90% of the characters are coded male…what’s your favorite OTP/BrOTP? You can answer either or both, just remember to tag accordingly! Am I gonna regret this? Maybe.

…what’s gonna work? teeeeeeeeeamwork!

- - -

I’m going to say this right now- I am an ENORMOUS sucker for Ratchet/Wheeljack in pretty much any continuity. I’ve roleplayed both of them, I’ve both read and written fic for the pair, and there may even be some smut buried in my closet.

So when I have to break down and say that, for TF:P, my favorite team was NOT The Dynamic Science Duo?

WELL.

Starscream and Knock Out.

These two Cons were practically at each other’s throats from the get go, Knock Out not caring a twitch about Starscream or his position and Starscream being royally offended by the blase attitude, so when they ended up working together, not just due to circumstance, but by choice?

I couldn’t help it. I was totally hooked.

They snarked and sassed each other ruthlessly, and they never seemed to TRULY see eye to eye, but they understood each other and where they stood, and that more than anything else was what really made them work. They knew what they were getting into, they knew what to expect, they knew they could make it work and they DID. Over and over and over again, with spectacular results every. Single. Time.

Sure, not all those results were exactly positive *coughTerrorconscough*, but they successful and ingenious and NO ONE ELSE WOULD HAVE GOT THERE.

[storiesofsvu]

A Calhoun Graduation

*not my image* Seeing Red Universe/The Calhoun Girls (no pairings) Warnings: language, alcohol consumption Covers the “graduation”square of storiesofsvuoneyearbingo

“Rita!”

The shriek escaped your lips as soon as you saw your sister slip into your apartment door. You bounded up from the couch, practically jumping on her in a koala hug. You hadn’t seen her in almost a year, she’d been busy working in New York while you finished your final year at Harvard. Alex had convinced you into a Christmas in Belize, and you’d spent reading week cramming as much knowledge into your brain as you could, meaning any and all vacation time was more than accounted for.

“And here I was thinking you wouldn’t be excited to see me.” She smiled, quickly kissing you on the cheek before stepping into your apartment, leaving you to quickly greet her company.

“Raf!” You hugged him quickly, “thank you for coming, I know how busy you guys must be.”

“Hey,” he smiled, “you helped me through more than a few mock arguments in my years here when your sister was too busy.”

“I do believe I also proof read like half of your papers too.”

“My point exactly.” He laughed as you offered the two of them a drink while you finished getting ready.

“Where’s Alex?” Rita asked, poking her head down the hallway as the rest of the apartment seemed deserted.

“Library.” You hummed over a sip of coffee, “she wanted to finish her valedictorian speech.”

“Of course she’s valedictorian.” Rita rolled her eyes.

“It shouldn’t even be a surprise, she’s graduating top of our class.”

“You can’t be far behind her.” Rafael offered and you snorted.

“Not in the least. Better GPA than this one too.” You teased, sticking your tongue out at Rita and she scoffed. “How’s the DA’s office?”

“I would say it’s better with this one not chattering my ear off constantly but now she’s just a bigger pain in my ass in the courtroom.”

“Yeah…you got a spot for me at that firm next year?” You cocked a brow, smirk on your cheeks, “or you gonna force me to work for legal aide first.” Rita laughed,

“The spot’s yours and you know it, but don’t think you’re getting any highbrow clients right off the bat.”

“Oh please. I could destroy Raf in the courtroom and you know it.” Rafael scoffed in offence and Rita laughed again.

“I’m not worried about that, but I’m sure Alex would put up one hell of a fight. She’s still planning on the D.A’s office, right?”

“Yup.” You sucked back some more coffee, “did you spill the beans about me wanting defence to Mom and Dad?” You half winced.

“It slipped out.” Rita gave your hand a little squeeze, “but honestly it’s probably better, at least now they’ve had time to process it before seeing you.”

“Ugh.” You rolled your eyes, “I’m pretty sure Dad just wants us to both end up as Judges, but where’s the fun in that?”

“You don’t want to move up to the bench?” Rafael asked with a surprised expression and you laughed, clapping him on the arm.

“Welcome to the life of growing up with siblings. If you’re not arguing or fighting about something it doesn’t feel worth it.”

“Speaking of…” Rita laughed, “would you go get changed so we can meet Mom and Dad for dinner?”

“I’m sorry is there something wrong with what I’m wearing?” You scoffed and she gave you a very judgemental once over.

“Your jeans are ripped and you’re wearing a t-shirt. Put a damn dress on, you know they picked somewhere fancy.”

“Fine.” You grumbled, pausing to check your phone, “Alex’ll be home any minute.”

“Are you two…?”

“EW! Rita!” You looked up at her with near disgust, “she’s my best friend, not my girlfriend.”

“I’m just saying….you two used to share a bed an awful lot.”

“Yeah well, unlike you, I don’t feel the need to get railed over the kitchen counter by my best friend while at Harvard.” You sassed, leaving a very blushing and embarrassed Rafael and an eye rolling Rita in the kitchen as you darted to your room to change into something more suitable.

Dinner with your parents and the Cabot’s passed more than smoothly. Everyone could obviously keep up with the quick banter and quips shot across the table, though it was more than obvious that you and Rita could fire off faster than anyone else. Once dessert was finished you all split your ways, the two sets of parents returning to the hotel while Raf and Rita accompanied you and Alex to your regular bar near campus. Considering graduation was the next day and you didn’t want to be hungover, it was only one round of drinks before Alex insisted on leaving. You teased Rita about sharing a hotel room with her college hook up and she shot daggers at you, reminding you that they were only friends, threatening you with pulling the spot at the firm if the teasing didn’t stop and that shut you up pretty quick before splitting ways.

*

The next day was a fucking whirlwind, you had to calm Alex down as she paced through your apartment before breakfast, suddenly freaking out over her speech. You had to grab the coffee in her hand and sneakily swap her to a decaf tea, telling her to chill. Not long after that, Rita arrived at the apartment, ever ready to double check your outfits, and that was supposed to help but also stressed both of you out even more.

Not that it matter, because you both crossed the stage with the ultimate grace, not a care in the world about what you wore under your gowns. You tossed your caps into the air in ultimate celebration, knowing that you were well on your way to become some of the best lawyers New York had ever seen. Alex’s valedictorian speech had your eyes blurring with tears, she simply just had a way with words that made you so emotional you couldn’t handle. You were incredibly thankful at Rita’s hand curling into your own at the moment, shooting you a gentle look and a soft smile even leaning in to kiss your temple softly.

Knowing the attention both of your families together would grab at a Harvard event, you opted to skip the Harvard hosted party. It was only dinner and more obnoxious boring speeches, so you ended up at a high class restaurant down the road. Both your parents and Alex’s were impeccably proud and made sure you knew it. By the time the event was over you both gave them the biggest thanks that you could, with too many hugs and cheek kisses.

Thankfully they finally left after that. You and Alex instantly turning to each other to ask which party you thought was the best to hit up, because, how could you not right now? Rita and Rafael nearly groaned, not exactly wanting to chaperone things, but you swatted at her arm, insisting you knew how to take care of yourselves, you didn’t need a damn babysitter

In the end, all of you did end up at the grad party, and even the older two had more than enough fun. Rita wasn’t too far away from the girl she was in college, and while she wasn’t about to do anything completely outrageous, she wasn’t against a few Jell-O shots or encouraging others into beer bongs. And despite the hotel reservations, she ended up way too drunk and at your apartment, there was far too much McDonalds ordered while you triple checked Rafael had gotten back to his room safely. Once you knew he was, Rita was quick to curl up in your bed and honestly, you were nearly as drunk as she was. You smiled at the way she curled against you under the comforter, squeezing at her hand gently. You triple checked there was a garbage can on her side of the bed and let yourself drift off into a very drunken slumber.

The next day was the farthest from fun. You woke up sometime past noon to the sound of Alex heaving in the bathroom, which never happened, and the sound was enough to make you want to gag. Rita grumbled next to you, rolling over to pull you closer to her before you gently shoved her away, reminding her you were her sister and not drunk hook up. You did your best to doze for another hour or two before Alex texted you from her room, saying she was absolute dire need of something greasy and full of carbs. Sighing, you pushed up from the bed, checking the clock before you shoved at your sister, mentioning it was past two in the afternoon. She grumbled heavily, but you mentioned food and she instantly perked up (though, after her first slice of pizza Rita realized just how hungover she was, forgetting that drinking like that in your thirties wasn’t ideal).

Once you’d made it out of your room, Alex cracked the door open to hers, grumbling as she greeted you in sweatpants and a tee, her hair a complete mess from the night before. You handed her a ginger ale and she thanked you as she dropped down on the couch. She shot you a glare, reminding you about said pizza and you quickly put the order in. Though you turned to Rita, asking if her abandoned date Rafael was coming over. She swatted at your arm but said he was on his way so if you could include his choices would be great,

Overall, the four of you ended up having a pretty great day, despite the raging hangovers. There was all too much junk food, hours of mindless t.v to help distract you from the waves of nausea and headaches, along with a few naps here and there. At the end of the day, Rafael and Rita bid you goodnight (Rita stealing a pair of sweats from you that she promised to give back and you knew you’d never see them again), leaving you and Alex in peace.

A few weeks down the road you returned to New York, picking up whatever legal field work you could at Rita’s firm while you waited to write the bar, even without the license you usually piggy backed on her cases and it didn’t take long for the city to know just how forceful the Calhoun girls could be.

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