#especially if they're meg ones. lay it on me

[sierice]

OK finally making a list of all the rr apollo/toa related playlists i have saved instead of just constantly updating that one ask from forever ago. anyways

• human at heart, despite by haterism

• toa songz by T (T doing gods work as usual pray hands emoji)

• god of the sun, and the world's worst mortal ☀ by yaboi

• Reading the Trials of Apollo by Julia Helena

• lester/apollo: a playlist by neeks

• the sun singing with flowers by txny_dragon

• Apollo by Ty Lee (im not sure if this one is about rr apollo or not- lmk if any of yall know)

• apollo by poppy ♦

• Trials of Apollo by edwardianbookwhore

• "call on me, i'll be there for you." by greency

• Apollo • Lester by priapus

• The Trials of Apollo 🌻🎶🎸🏹🌅☀🌞 by Lirael

• A-SIDE (Bro Get a Better Hairstyle Oh My God) by flufflecat (THE apollo playlist. listen to it now its beautiful)

• B-SIDE (Lester? More like less... Idk i got nothin) by flufflecat (HILARIOUS naming choice btw)

• apollo vibes.- by dehlia. (it says collaborative playlist but i wasn't entirely sure about the rest so. yeah)

• a reflection of magnificence; apollo by myra 💫 (CRIMINALLY underrated playlist)

bonus- meg playlists:

• peaches by :) (OBSESSED.)

• a sprout grows at the end of time by haterism (DOUBLE OBSESSED)

[tripleglitchwriting]

tf idw, Reader/oc & tarn

tarn end up on earth, laying in snow barely contious not understanding anything. And later learning also organic(still has some cybertronian features and his mask) barely give inches talk. How this happened, no clue! Maybe it's divine punishment(that happened after meg's kills him), maybe it was an artifact, maybe a magic curse. He gets found by a human, who knows what Will happen. Maybe they're a musician, doctor, pred, ... Imagine all the joys tarn will have dealings with an organic body, mental breakdowns(over everything) and an organic/human who je is now powerless against.

Oh my god Tarn having to deal with a human body is so funny to me. Having to eat, breathe, take care of his skin and hair, going to the bathroom, he hated all of it. Why were there so many different options of fuel??? He would be PISSED and especially reluctant to interact with any humans.

Though, the one that helped him out of the snow was unusually kind- a curtesy not many have shown him. They took him in (as unwilling as he was) and showed him how to live in a new body.

At first he was disgusted by nearly everything. The softness of furniture, the texture of food, the squishiness of his own skin. (Seriously, his body was incredibly inefficient). But the one who took him in didn’t scoff at him or disregard his new appearance. They didn’t know what he really was, or what he had done, and yet when he told them they didn’t run. They weren’t scared of him. Everybody was scared of him… except them. Even in this new organic body he could kill them, use any weapon to pierce and tear at their feeble flesh. Even after he threatened them, made attempts at their life, destroyed their things, they still tried to make his life as comfortable as possible.

The rest of the DJD would inevitably find him. And when they did they would turn him back. And then they would lay waste to this miserable planet for what it did to him. That was the plan, anyway. But now he felt his spark- heart melt at the sound of their violin. The complicated rhythmic movements of their fingers on the strings played a melody unlike he’s ever heard. He had no power here. But for the first time… he felt like he didn’t need power. He just wanted to sit and listen, to be what his previous life could never afford him.

A person.

[ballplayersxo]

Iris West Anon here, sorry I had to lay low over the summer because with everything going on with Ben and Maya speaking on it would've not been good for me or my friend. I'm here now(temporarily) because stuff is leaking about Ben anyway so I'm probably safe. I'll answer all the questions I can that I've seen right now, beware this post will be very long.

Maya and Ben breakup: Maya and Ben broke up because Ben found out Maya hooked up with someone else and got mad. Maya was mad at Ben during one of her trips to the UK and hooked up with someone(idk who but they were famous). Maya regretted it because the sex was trash(especially compared to Ben) it was a reckless decision in order to get back at Ben and she knew if Ben found out he'd be pissed and the relationship wouldn't be the same. Ben did find out(obviously) got mad and kicked her out and even threw some of her stuff away hence her abrupt flight out of NY during the summer. Maya believed they could salvage it and tried hard to get Ben back and even kept the engagement ring. Ben wasn't having it and they split for a while however neither where willing to truly break up so they kept the facade up and kept in touch just in case they did work things out, hence them denying breaking up despite it being somewhat obvious. However after a while it became clear that they weren't in the right space to work it out and decided to officially break up.

Meg and Ben: They hooked up in 2020 after him and Kendall split in like October/November. Things were actually going pretty well between them, he liked her personality and her sex appeal and that she was someone heavily desired he could show off especially with Kendall and Devin being a thing, she was good in bed too. She liked his laid back and cocky attitude and the fact that he spoilt her and treated her like a queen/prize. He sent her flowers and bought her jewelry. He also had a huge dick and was the best sex she'd ever had. Things were going well and she even started posting the gifts he sent on her stories like flowers and some jewelry, they were about to soft launch the relationship but everything going on with Tory made that all stop and the relationship was dead before it truly began.

Lily and Ben: They're not dating, Ben hooks up with her because when she's around him she basically worships the ground he walks on. She's wanted to hook up with an athlete for a while and Ben is one of the sexier one's so getting with him was like hitting the jackpot for her. At the start Ben hooked up with both her and her gymnast friend Olivia but that stopped and now it's mostly Lily when she's around. Ben still hooks up with other girls and is being a massive hoe but Lily doesn't care she knows they're not exclusive.

Tinashe and Ben: They did hookup, it got more serious after the Maya break up with Tinashe staying with him in Brooklyn at times. Tinashe was elated, thinking that things could go back to the way they used to be but Ben didn't see it that way.

Ashely the Reporter and Ben: That was also a thing, he'd hookup with her after games if she was in NY and they might've even been spotted having dinner together but nobody recognised her so she wasn't ID'd. That was just a one sided situationship so don't dwell on it.

Other girls: He did try and hook up with Eiza but had no success, I can't confirm the Sommer Ray stuff but it wouldn't shock me they were around each other during NY fashion week. He's also hooked up with girls and models in NY, he's being a massive hoe right now.

Meg and Ben Part 2????: Meg and Ben recently got in touch again, I think Ben's afraid of being alone and Maya was the girl he was most in love with. The headlines about her with other men(all false apparently) made him reach out to her. They've been quietly trying to rekindle things, Ben's unfollowed a bunch of insta models and Lily hasn't been around him for a while. Maya has also stopped letting herself be seen with other men like Giveon or Stormzy and they might work things out. However they also tried to get back together in summer but it didn't work so who knows. Just don't be too surprised if Baya returns.

That's all, sorry for the insanely long essay. Ciao for now.

thank you for this!! i hope you’ve been good but i’m glad you’re back to share. i don’t even know where to start like??? so ben didn’t actually ruin a relationship this time? maya why would you cheat lmfao. & meg and ben would’ve been an interesting couple but a cute balance. tinashe still going out sad but what’s new.

[cirilee]

A humble offering of a little more fluff to balance the heavy(and delicious) angst: I was thinking about fantasy au, but I guess it works for pretty much all humanformers aus; Warm pillows. Specifically, small, rectangular and microwave-friendly(filled with grains or something like that): those things cool down really slowly and putting one around your neck/over shoulders/laying down on one feels amazing. (I have one of those and it became a comfort object for me ridiculously fast).

So, imagine either Starscream or Wheeljack finding out about those pillows and going "My husband absolutely needs one of those."

The reason I first thought about tossing it into fantasy au is Starscream's horns; since horns make it kinda hard to sleep on regular pillows and have a good neck support (also, he accidentally torn a hole in a pillow case with sharp horn tips at least once), he would've tried finding an alternative. Unfortunately, his go-to method at Megs's castle is "fuck up my sleep schedule until I pass out on every surface that is slightly horisontal and isn't made of hornets"; once he's on the run with Wheeljack, they work out a better solution. Que one of them either buying or sewing such a warmer and giving it to their partner as a present🥺

(Also, I'm currently torn between drawing things for @neoncl0ckwork 's fantasy!au and writing a fic about it; its just a little wip in a word doc so far, but I'm having a blast writing it :D hope you're having a good day)

oh, that's GOOD content, thank you for feeding me!!!!

i especially love the idea that they're shopping and subconsciously thinking about what the other would enjoy or need. - that's LOVE 🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭

"This made me think of your screechy complaining about your neck pain, take this"

[thebloggerbloggerfun]

Hello! I have an idea for the ficlet (feel better btw!). Okay: HS AU with popular!Dean and popular!Cas, they're those two annoying guys who make funny (but also obnoxious) comments in every single class, and make stupid, flirtatious remarks to each other like "Cas looks pretty hot today guys" or "I'm totally dating Dean, everyone" etc. Only thing is, they're secretly in love, but neither will admit it. I've had this idea for a while and I'd LOVE for a talented author to execute it.

Aaaahhh it’s been too long since I’ve done a High School AU and I’ve missed it. Thanks for this one and thanks so much for asking me to fufill the prompt! I hope I do it justice :)

AO3

“Please take your seats quickly. I want to discuss your quiz scores so we can go over any questions you may have before the final test.” Ms. Mills said with a stack of papers clutched against her chest.

Dean stretched his arms above his head as he flopped into his usual seat on the third row, next to the wall so he could lean up against it in times of extreme laziness. He sprawled out accordingly, dropping his backpack to the floor and draping his letterman jacket over his seat until the air conditioning kicked in during the middle of class like it usually did.

“Hey, hot stuff.” Dean said with a nod as Castiel sat down in the seat next to him.

“Good morning, Dean.” Castiel said, barely looking up as he aligned his binder and world history book neatly on the small desk in front of him.

“How was that student council thingy yesterday?” Dean asked, popping a piece of gum into his mouth.

“Absolutely dreary without your shining personality to brighten all of our days,” Castiel murmured, completely straight-faced.

Dean winked as Ms. Mills began talking again.

“Some of you need to look at your notes from the beginning of the year again,” she said as she began passing back the quizzes. “And some of you need to remember that - if you want full credit on the final test - the answer to ‘What are the seven wonders of the ancient world’ is not ‘Castiel Novak’s Ass’ written seven times.”

She frowned when she got to Dean’s desk, dropping the paper on his desk as the rest of the class laughed.

Dean clicked his tongue and made a finger gun at Castiel with another wink.

“Really, Dean? Don’t be childish.” Castiel said, just loud enough for everyone to hear. “We all know that’s not true. I haven’t done any squats in at least a month.”

Dean hummed as he leaned back in his seat, obviously inspecting Castiel’s rear end. “Hmmm. Doesn’t show.”

“If you two are quite finished -” Ms. Mills rolled her eyes and made her way back up to the front of the room and rested a hand on her hip. “Now, did anyone have any questions on anything that you’d like to go over?”

Dean leaned forward and raised his hand.

“Besides you.”

Dean let his hand drop to rest above his heart in a faux-wounded position.

“Ms. Mills. I’m shocked and offended that you would deny me my right to receive an education. I wouldn’t dare waste your time with trivial questions.”

Ms. Mills raised an eyebrow.

“Mmhmm. What’s your question.”

“I noticed that you maked me down on question twelve? We had to name one of the causes of Enlightenment?”

“Again, the answer is not ‘Castiel Novak’s Ass’.”

The class broke out into laughter again as Dean leaned back in his chair and did - yet another - finger gun at his best friend.

“You can pay me after class,” Dean said teasingly.

Castiel nodded seriously.

“Cash or credit?”

The laughter finally died down, ending with a long sigh from the front of the classroom.

“… anyone else have any questions?”

***

Dean leaned back against the wall with the rest of their gym class while Castiel and Meg, who had been elected by Bobby (who’d be damned if any of the students called him Mr. Singer) stood up front, picking teams for dodgeball.

“Ruby,” Meg said with a lazy wave, and Ruby skipped over to stand next to her.

Dean smirked as Castiel pretended to survey the rest of the group before pointing at directly and predictably at Dean.

“I guess I’ll take that fine specimen over there.”

Dean flexed as he practically pranced over to his friend, posing next to him while the rest of the class either chuckled or rolled their eyes.

“Raphael.”

“Anna.”

“Abaddon.”

“Jo.”

The choosing continued until there was no one left and both teams had made their way over to their prospective sides for a pre-game huddle.

“Alright, here’s the plan,” Dean said in as loud of a whisper as he dared. “When the whistle blows, Cas, you stay behind and I’ll run ahead so that you can stare at my ass.”

Jo snorted.

“C’mon, Dean. Be serious -”

“No, no,” Castiel interrupted, holding up his hand. “He has a point. I think it’s a worthy sacrifice.”

“You guys are ridiculous.”Jo said, shaking her head. “Anyway, I think we should all run for it and damn the consequences.”

Castiel nodded along as Jo spoke.

“Yes. In all seriousness, Jo’s correct. As team captain, I think that we all should do whatever we can to get our hands on those balls.”

“Cas, you know you can always get your hands on my -”

“Shut the fuck up, Dean,” Jo said in exasperation.

***

Dean stripped off all of his football gear and took a quick shower before running back outside to the bleachers where Castiel usually met him after practice. He didn’t always stick around after school, but when Cas had student government stuff after, he’d watch what was left of Dean’s practices as they tended to go longer.

“How was practice?” Castiel asked, snapping his book closed and hopping off the bleachers to fall in step with Dean.

“Same old, same old,” Dean said, tugging up his shirt to rub at his damp hair. “Coach yells, we run, Lucifer trips Michael, and Benny tries to set me up on a date.”

Castiel tucked his book under his arm and nodded. “Sounds exciting. And you said?”

“That all a man will ever need is a cool drink of water like yourself.” Dean placed a hand over his own heart, bowing his head in reverence.

“A good answer,” Castiel said, nodding in his approval as they neared Dean’s car. “So, what’s your mom making for dinner tonight?”

“The best goddamn mashed potatoes you’ll ever have.”

“Wonderful.” Castiel grinned as he opened the Impala’s passenger side door and slipped inside. “I’m starving.”

They drove the ten minute drive to Dean’s house with the radio turned all the way up, singing the lyrics of various love songs to each other as dramatically as they could, with Castiel reminding Dean to watch the road as needed.

“Mom!” Dean shouted as he opened the front door. “Do we have enough food for a plus one?”

He dropped his backpack and stripped his shoes at the front door, watching Castiel do the same.

“Of course!” he heard from the kitchen. “Who’d you bring?”

“Adonis reincarnate.”

“Dean, you know Castiel is always welcome.” Mary said, and poked her head out from behind the doorframe. “Hello, Cas.”

“Hi, Mrs. Winchester.” Castiel waved before turning to Dean with a raised eyebrow. “Adonis reincarnate, huh? That’s a new one.”

Dean grinned.

“Only the best for you, babe.”

***

“Listen, Dean.”

Dean looked up from where he was shoving all of his clean laundry into its respective drawers while Cas lay on his bed.

“Yeah?”

Castiel’s hands drummed on his stomach.

“I was thinking… what if we went on a date?”

Dean paused and turned completely around, a pair of boxer shorts still in his hand.

“What?”

Castiel propped himself up on his elbows and licked his lips.

“You know. A…. date. You and me. Doing something together.” Dean watched Castiel pause and clear his throat. “Would you want to?”

Dean tilted his head and let a slow smile creep across his lips.

“Cas, I think that’s an amazing idea.”

Castiel’s mouth fell open, and an even wider grin split his face.

“Wait - really? You think?”

“Absolutely! You’re a genius! People will think that’s hilarious!”

Dean burst out laughing at the thought of everyone’s faces at school when they found out. It would really be the icing on the top of the cake for a lot of people. Not only would they flirt with each other at every opportunity, but now an actual date? Incredible.

“Right. Yeah.”

Dean glanced over at Castiel, who was looking away, his smile nearly gone.

“No, it really will be funny! Jo will probably die laughing. It’s a great idea, Cas.”

Castiel chuckled, but even that sounded forced, like he no longer found his idea funny.

“Thanks,” he murmured, flopping back down on the bed and staring out the window.

Weird.

Still, even though it would be a joke, the idea of going on a date with Cas… it was nice. Nicer than he’d thought it would be.

Not that he’d ever…you know.

Thought about that.

“So, what did you want to do for it?” Dean asked, though he already had a list of possibilities that he was running through. Dinner and a movie was up there at the top of the list, just because of how incredibly cliche it was.  

“I don’t care,” Cas mumbled, picking up his book again and turning to his bookmark. “You decide.”

Dean tossed the boxers into his top drawer and rubbed his hands together.

This was going to be the best date of his life.

***

It was not the best date of his life.

It was…okay. Very average, if he had to make a guess.

Definitely by no fault of Dean’s, he finally decided. He was making sure to go out of his way to be especially flirtatious with Castiel on their date by holding doors open, being more touchy-feely than usual, and absolutely drowning him in pet names.

Cas, however, wasn’t playing off of him as well as he usually did.

“Here you are, sunshine,” Dean said, opening the passenger door for Castiel with a flourish. “I hope you enjoyed the meal.”

“Thanks,” Castiel said, sliding into the seat and shutting the door himself, nearly wrenching it from Dean’s grasp.

Dean pressed his lips together as he walked over to the other side of the car to let himself in.

“You doing okay?” he asked and started the car, sparing a glance over to Castiel.

Castiel let out a breath and shot him a quick smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.

“Yes. I’m fine. Just a little tired, I think.”

“Oh, okay.” Dean drummed his fingers against the steering wheel as he drove, the silence making the drive a little more awkward than it usually was.

“And here we are,” Dean said cheerfully when they stopped in front of Castiel’s house. “Home sweet home.”

Castiel smiled and leaned his head back on the head rest. “Well, thanks Dean. It was a fun date. We should - what are you doing?”

Dean paused in the middle of opening the driver’s side door.

“Um, walking you to your front door, of course.”

“Oh,” Castiel ducked his head and the dim lighting made it almost look like Castiel was blushing. “Dean, you don’t need to do that. I think I can find my way on my own.”

Dean scoffed and shook his head, as if the very thought of such an act wounded his honor.

“What kind of gentleman would that make me? Please.” he winked and quickly shut the door behind him to get to the other side of the car before Castiel opened the door. “It’s my pleasure.”

Castiel looked up at him as Dean opened the car door, and Dean’s heart couldn’t help but skip a beat.

Oh. Well.

He’d probably just had a little too much fun pretending to be on a date with him, is all. It was just muscle memory for him by now.

Castiel climbed out. Dean shut the door. The two of them walked up to Castiel’s porch.

Just like they would do on a real date.

“Again, thank you, Dean. It was fun.” Castiel said, smiling at him from just a foot away.

“Are you gonna leave me without a goodnight kiss?”

Dean wasn’t sure why he said it, probably because that’s what he did at the end of every date, but the moment it was out of his mouth he knew there was no taking it back. Part of him wasn’t even sure that he wanted to.

Castiel’s lips pulled into slight frown, and Dean realized that’s where he’d been staring for quite some time now.

“What?”

“You know. Goodnight kiss.” Dean pointed to his own lips with a smile.

“Why?” Castiel was squinting now, like he usually did when he didn’t understand something the teacher was saying or when he was working out a math problem.

“To like, make the date official. It’ll be funny.” Dean shrugged.

Castiel’s frown deepened.

“No.Goodnight, Dean.”

“Oh, come on, Cas!” Dean reached out and rested a hand on his forearm as Castiel turned away to open the door to his house. “It won’t mean anything. Just a kiss so we can tell people we did!”

Dean could see Castiel’s grip on the doorknob tighten minimally, and when Castiel looked back with a face full of hurt -

Dean took a step back.

“That’s why I’m saying ‘no’.”

And Dean was left alone on the porch.

***

Dean closed the door to his house as quietly as he could, and rubbed at his eyes in confusion. Something had gone very, very badly and Dean’s mind was experiencing a little too much turbulence for him to figure out what exactly that meant or where it had happened.

“Dean? Is that you?”

Dean rubbed at the back of his head as he made his way into the living room, following the sound of his mother’s voice.

Mary was sitting on the couch with a book in her lap; her hair was pulled back into a messy and reading glasses rested on the tip of her nose.

“Hey, mom.”

Mary looked up and smiled.

“Hey, hun. What were you up to?”

Dean sighed and flopped down on the couch next to her, resting his hands on his stomach.

“Went on a date with Cas.”

“Oh? And how’d it go?”

Dean shrugged and made a noncommittal grunt.

“Well, what did you do for the date?”

“Dinner and a movie.”

Mary raised her eyebrow.

“Really? I thought that was something you only did on first dates.”

Dean frowned and glanced over at his mother as she calmly turned a page in her book.

“It- it was a first date.”

Mary made a face at Dean and tutted as she shook her head in disappointment.

“You’ve never taken your boyfriend on a proper date? Dean.”

Dean sat up.

“Wha - but I - we’re not - it’s not like -” Dean steepled his fingers together and pressed them against his lips. “Wait, what…what makes you think that Cas and I are dating?”

“Well,” Mary pursed her lips thoughtfully and folded a dog-ear in her book. “Besides the intense amount of flirting that’s sort of a giveaway? Two things. One is the way that you look at him.”

“The way I….” Dean trailed off, a question in is voice.

“The way you look at him. Dean, the way you stare at Castiel reminds me of the way people stare at stars. It’s like there’s nothing else in the world you’d rather be looking at.”

Dean felt the a light blush begin crawling up his neck.

“Oh. Um. What’s the second thing, then?”

Mary smiled.

“The way he looks at you.”

***

“Cas! Hey, Cas!”

Dean shoved his way through the crowds of lunch period, trying to catch up to his best friend. Castiel had been extremely successful in avoiding him throughout their classes and even the teachers had noticed that he’d sat on the opposite side of the room from Dean instead right next to him as he usually did.

“‘Scuse me. Pardon me.” Dean used few well-timed elbow jabs until he could finally tap Castiel on the shoulder. “Cas. Hey.”

Castiel glanced over his shoulder and squinted.

“Oh. Hello Dean. How did everyone take the news about our date last night?” he asked, folding his arms in front of his chest and not bothering to hide the slight venom in his voice.

“I uh, I haven’t told anyone.” Dean said, rubbing at the back of his neck. “Look, can we talk?”

Castiel shrugged.

“Sure.”

Dean grabbed Castiel by his hand and led him outside where there weren’t so many people surrounding them before.

He took a deep breath, quickly running through the major points of long speech that he’d prepared in his head. It was full of eloquent apologies and deep confessions that he hoped would help Castiel realize how he felt and maybe help him forgive what an ass he was.

“Will you be my boyfriend?” Dean blurted, then slapped a hand over his mouth.

Castiel’s eyes widened almost comically.

“What?”

“Shit, wait. That was supposed to come last.” Dean licked his lips, feeling the panic set in. “Look, Cas. I’m so sorry about last night. I played it off like it was just a joke but…I don’t think it was. I don’t think any of this has been a joke for me and I’ve just been too much of an idiot to realize it. What I’m trying to say here is, I uh, I really like you, Cas. I don’t want any of this to be pretend anymore. I want you to be my boyfriend.”

Castiel continued to stare, and Dean didn’t blame him for taking his time while he digested the word-vomit that he’d just dumped.

“So…” he said finally. “The date was real?”

Dean shrugged, letting himself smile a little.

“It should have been.”

Castiel nodded to himself and slowly reached out to grab Dean’s hand, giving him plenty of time to move back if this wasn’t something he wanted.

He wanted it.

“Then I think I’d like that very much, Dean.” Castiel murmured, intertwining their fingers together with a grin.

“Awesome.” Dean breathed a sigh of relief and squeezed his hand tightly, not bothering to hide how giddy Castiel’s simple answer had made him. They were holding hands. Of course, they had before, but all of those times were just screwing around being funny.

This wasn’t funny anymore.

It was so much better than that.

It was real.

“So, uh, Cas?” Dean said, ducking his head a little to hide his playful grin.

“Mmmhm?”

“If that date was real, does that mean I can get a goodnight kiss now?”

Castiel raised an eyebrow, a teasing look on his face as he slowly leaned in, causing Dean’s heart to nearly burst from his chest in anticipation-

And pressed a finger against Dean’s lips.

“I never kiss on the first date. I’ll see you later, darling. ”

Dean laughed as Castiel slipped from his grasp and walked away, a slight skip in his step.

“Then I’ll pick you up at eight, hot stuff!” He called after Castiel’s retreating silhouette.

A few meandering students paused and stared at Dean curiously.

“That’s my boyfriend.” Dean said with a nonchalant shrug and the biggest goddamn smile that he’d ever had on his face.