#but yeah

[haveihitanerve]

The sfth boys just doing stuff they would normally do together and then afterwards realizing that it doesn’t fit with their character in the scene and clarifying that it wasn’t meant to be sexy but always always after the fact because it wasn’t just second nature for Tom to brush away a strand of Luke’s hair because it seemed like it was bothering him and oh that might’ve implied something it wasn’t supposed to and Sam hadn’t meant for his old man to be creepy when he had grabbed AJs arm to stabilize him it was just his normal reaction and omfg they’re so cute 

They’re good actors but sometimes it’s hard to turn off that natural response 

[thehypnone]

I remembered I literally brought gill fucking into this fandom earlier today and I've actually never been more proud of a personal achievement

[chaosdemonwrites]

Doing this on phone, so I deeply apologize if it's messy at all! Thank you @sideswipesjetpack for letting me write! Alright here we go!

A cake. That's all it is, simple in design and structure, the ingredients listed and instructions clear to follow. So how did it turn out like this? Burned, charred and a little bit on fire? Well, Jazz could only figure that it was because Prowl was baking it.

The one bot who should never set foot in a kitchen had gotten hold of the information that his sun, Jazz, liked energon cakes. It was a passing comment many had overlooked, but not Prowl. No, he had been wanting to surprise Jazz with something, anything in hopes of showing how much the other meant to him.

So, with motivation and determination, Prowl set off to make the best energon cake Jazz would ever have. Though, he was running out of ingredients, as one attempt after another only came out burning or completely a mess. Hell, Prowl was sure one of the attempts was actually alive, having seen it moving slightly.

Prowl was just about to pull the twelfth attempt out of the oven when he heard snickering behind him. Letting out a sigh, he glanced over and pouted. "You weren't supposed to see this".

"But I'm glad I did," Jazz said, "what's the occasion?"

Grabbing the last attempt out of the oven and turning around, Prowl's door wings slouched slightly, his frown still pulling at his lips. "I was...I just wanted to surprise you."

For once, the stoic and ever so uptight Prowl was flustered and embarrassed. His gaze downcast, refusing to look at Jazz, as a hint of blue dusted his cheeks. It was a sweet sight for Jazz as he tried not to laugh but smiled sweetly as he walked over and took the tray, setting the last attempt to the side.

With Prowl's hands free, Jazz immediately took him into his arms and swayed gently, hoping the hum from his engine could help comfort Prowl. The two said nothing as they swayed, arms wrapped comfortingly around one another as they basked in each other's presence.

"I may need some help." Prowl said, his voice a muffled murmur against Jazz's chassis.

"Then let's make a cake, sweetspark."

Prowl wasn't the best at cooking but with Jazz, he felt like even the most simple recipes could rival that of the best chefs.

Alright! Hope I did well!

[callmesel]

You guys know that trend on tt? “What emotions I feel the most?”

I’ve tried it with Percy

This is right after Fred died, so emotions are running high

Spend the whole day trying to figure out the colour palette

[glindaselphie]

the new evil queen song from the live action snow white sounds like it could have been such a boss new villain song if it were literally anybody but gal gadot singing it

[cloudy-blues]

”probably, I don’t if it’s possessing anymore, kinda forced to co-existed with him,”

“Heya, Schlanket, how are you?” The fox hybrid slipped into the stool, tail wagging a bit. Ghostbur was just happy with himself that he was able to live his cozy, and warm home that rested deep in the snow,”sorry for not being around that much, I’ve um.. got caught up with some things at the library,” They apologized

-@cloudy-blues

“Oh hey, ‘Bur. I’ve, uh.. I’ve been doing ok enough.” The tired ram said with a shrug. “Oh yeah? Any more issues with those assholes you were going to glitter-bomb?”

[nogenderonlychair]

Is anyone going to talk about how this is probably the first time in years Logan hasn’t worn his suit underneath his clothes

[ryuzumisama]

Chilchuck Timbs 👞

[orionfrommars]

More Elita and Bee bc I love them very much

I was also inspired by @crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington overly emotional optimus ♡

[Please do not steal, trace, repost or modify my work]

[alwayshavingaverybadtime]

“I’ll be sure to.” She hums.

“Now come on, we’re gonna be late.”

@this-is-richard-papen (ooc: my b for forgetting abt rp 🙏)

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He hadn't seen her for a while. That was probably intentional on his part, she was odd, and he wasn't sure he wanted to associate himself with that. His ego was also slightly stung, being insulted did that to you... Even if it wasn't technically an insult, it felt like one.

But now, here he was. It was a time of complete boredom, dragging out in a ridiculous fashion. It was either Judy Poovey - if he wanted mind-numbingly boring conversation about something trivial... Bunny - if he wanted to sit and be subtly insulted for an hour because he'd neglected to share his translations... Or Rika.

So, as any intelligent man would do... He chose the latter.

Richard finds her room, glancing around. He hopes it's the right room, and he hopes she actually wants to entertain him.

Richard knocks on the door.

Rika answers, hair messy and eyes half lidded as if she had just woken up, judging by the state of the tank top and sweatpants she was wearing, the assumption probably wasn’t far off.

A black cat tries to make her escape.

“Oh no you don’t.” Rika groans, bending down to scoop up the cat.

“Hi Richard.” She smiles, waving.

“How’ve you been?”

[bastart13]

I remember starting these in 2022, but what better time than the present to finish the wedding set

The charms really were beautiful

[ochiody]

what if penelope was in love in paradise

[im-zomino]

i think that sheep might be looking at me

[umunschaas]

Granted, there were likely kids who were lucky to leave their home that early too (meaning if they had shitty parents). But those were probably cases more on the rare side. And the Order might not be the best place for them either, if certainly a better option.

The funny thing about there being a new generation of Riders Eragon will have to train is that we do not know if he plans to continue the tradition of only accepting children around the age of ten to touch the eggs.

(Which, I 100% understand why they did this in the old Order. They’d want those kids as untouched by politics, war, and outside influence as possible, and that;s just one of a hundred reasons they’d want them young, but anyway.)

But all I can think about is Eragon, sitting in front of a bunch of ten, eleven, and twelve year old dwarf, human, Urgal, and elf dragon Riders and they’d have some version of Eragon’s adventures they’re familiar with but would want to hear it from him. And he would just leave out all the extra traumatizing parts and one day (and I say this with a lot of experience around children) one of the kids would just be like “Dras-Leona sounds like it was so cool! The Ra’zac and those creepy priests—“

And Eragon, imagining scenes of gory near-cannibalism and utter self-mutilation as well as Arya’s folded skin glove and the Ra’zac that tried to eat them alive and more. “Yes, haha… very cool… so cool…”

And then he would proceed to aggressively drink an anxiety potion and resume his lesson looking half-dead but way too enthusiastic about HEY LOOK AT THIS SPELL whenever the topic comes up again.

“And did you fight the Lethrblaka too? How did they die?”

“LOOK. GREEN FIRE. WANT TO LEARN TO MAKE IT PURPLE??!?” *laughing erratically in fear* “PLEASE??”

[yaoirotic]

Prince of Heat Damage