#god i love ranting in the tags :D

[vampimull3t]

SAME FUCKING PICTURE

[johnny-depplyloveyou]

I know there are many bad takes about Gale on this site, but the worst takes I’ve seen on another social media site in another language are much more abhorrent than anything here tbh, the recent one I’ve seen even gets some popularity among his “fans”... They were basically saying it’s Mystra who made him the humble man he is now, without her influence on him he would be as egotistical as in his god ending, and more than a hundred of reblogs are all thanking Mystra for “training her lapdog so well” for them🤢

Did we even play the same game? Isn’t his god ending a direct result of Mystra making him think he will never be enough as he is, and he can only find his self-worth through gaining more power? Didn’t Tara say he’s not himself anymore and she would no longer be his companion in his god ending, she knew him long before Mystra made him her chosen, he was powerful enough before his relationship with Mystra, if he’s anything like god!Gale at the time wouldn’t Tara just leave him? I’d imagine he would have been more confident and had a more stable self-image if Mystra had never contacted him, therefore he didn’t even need the Gale of Waterdeep persona. He would always have been Gale Dekarios in that timeline. And people glorifying Mystra’s grooming and abuse towards him and unironically calling him “her lapdog” is just... I have no words. But what do you expect from an online space that’s infested with terfs and radfems? They just won’t recognize or acknowledge any abuse from women towards men...

[triglycercule]

i am severely upset at the sexyman polls for this year. yeah its absolutely because im biased and not a single one of the mtt won. but killer vs error is still going on you say!!! NO,,,,, killer's lost,,,,, its 70 error 30 killerISH so yeah,,,,, none of the mtt MADE!!!! IT!!!! and with the boom in killer content these past few months i wasSO FUCKING SURE that he'd like AT LEAST get higher up. nope. because of ERROR. listen i like him. he was my og bias when i first joined this fandom. i was an error fanatic. but bro,,,,, bro,,,,,,,,, killer,,,,, lost,,,,,, AND FUCKING HORROR AND DUST LOST TOO!!!! LIKE WHAY. WHAT. PUTTING HORROT AGAINST ERROR AND DUST AGAINST CROSS!!!! THEYRE LITERALLY BOTH THE TWO GUYS THAT (1/2 of them) WON LAAT YEAR!!!! OF COURSE THEYRE GONNA BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF THE MTT!!!!! this is very upseting im really sad imMAD. but no point in being a sore loser.... mtt won in my HEART 🧡

dust laughing at both horror and killer for getting the shit beaten out of them by error and then they bring up the fact that he lost to CROSS. this is the second time someone in the mtt lost to cross (theyre all making out in the loser's room) (mtt poly real btw)

[etanow]

MASTER POST

The Experimental Monster Laboratory, or Monster Labs, is a TADC AU where the cast is in the physical world! Sorta..

C&A Research Facilities is one of the cornerstones of the science and medical worlds! They do everything; funding research, manufacturing equipment, and research into the known and unknown in an effort to understand everything. To the public, that is.

They experiment heavily in everything, from hiring literal Gods on earth to manage the more ..sensitive divisions; mixing machine and magic, technology and the supernatural, genetic experimentation, you name it, they’ve probably done it! The world outside may not know anything of the advancements they’re researching but there is little C&A Labs won’t allow in the name of progress in understanding and cataloging everything in their universe. Our story takes place in one of the more private residencies deep in C&A, belonging to Caine; a minor God with mysterious origins, unknown limitations, and boundless enthusiasm for learning everything he can about his little science friends.

╰┈➤ Content

╚═ Unnamed fic (Coming soon...) ╚═ Bubble can cook?? .

╰┈➤ Asks

╚═ Does Pomni act like a zombie? ╚═ Is Zooble's Demon Snake Leg happy? ╚═ Gangle is in a Situation.png ╚═ Gangle's temperament ╚═ Has Ragatha ever shocked anyone? ╚═ Gangle love RAAAH ╚═ Do Caine and Ragatha fight over Pomni? ╚═ Why did Gangle summon a demon? ╚═ Why does Pomni wear a bell collar? ╚═ Kinger's eye ╚═ What if there was a baby crying? ╚═ Death trauma [Gangle and Pomni] ╚═ Kinger has ONE hobby outside of Bugs ╚═ Is Zooble protective of Gangle? ╚═ What happens when you touch Pomni's brain? ╚═ JAX DATED SOMEONE?? ╚═ What does Jax do? .

╰┈➤ References

╚═ Intro Cards ╚═ Height Chart Lineup ╚═ Zooble Demon Snake Leg Intro Card /j ╚═ Queenie ╚═ Gummigoo ╚═ The Sun Room ╚═ Logo .

╰┈➤ Arts

╚═ First ML AU Post ╚═ Second, exploring outfits ╚═ Design sketches part 2 ╚═ Pomni + flower language ╚═ Showtime + Ragapom doodles ╚═ Jax not practicing lab safety ╚═ Abstragedy cuddles ╚═ Raga doodle ╚═ Ragapom doodle ╚═ Jax and Meadowsweet ╚═ Pomni staring out a fake window.png ╚═ [Gives pomni flowers] ╚═ more doodles ig

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╰┈➤ Misc.

╚═ Caine Lemon Rant [Animatic] ╚═ Zodiac signs?? ╚═ Caine gets called a Tumblr Sexyman and cries ╚═ Bubble Looksmaxxing ╚═ Jax wants to take ketamine with you (Romantically) ╚═ Caine eats a lemon [Animatic] ╚═ BUNNYSUITSSS ╚═ Magma doodles ╚═ Magma doodles part 2

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╰┈➤ Pomniverse

╚═ Wonderland and Zombni are friends :D

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╰┈➤ Boundaries / Q&A

╚═ Any story plans? I'm not sure yet, currently writing a fic and several comics on the way.

╚═ Any boundaries? None, so go crazy! I am OK with gore, NSFW, angst, violence, etc, just be sure it is tagged/TW'd appropriately as not everyone is OK with that content. I'd also like to see please LOL

╚═ Can we create fanart/fics/content? Can we dub or fancam? Yes of course!! Please tag me, I'd love to see all of it! I'm tracking the tag #TADC Monster Labs AU for other's content

╚═ Is NSFW allowed? Yes, both art and fic, so long as it's marked appropriately I'd very much love to see!

╚═ Can I ship the characters, self-ships, or OC x Canon? Yes, ship away! Just be aware the only au-canon ships are Caine/Pomni, Ragatha/Pomni, Gangle/Zooble, and PAST Ragatha/Jax.

╚═ Can we make OCs? Go on ahead! Here is a PSD file for the blank template and the PNG can be found here.

╚═ Who are you?

✦✧ Hi I'm Audi! 26, she/they. Full-time office worker, I do art in my free time. ✦ My current interests are TADC, RWBY, Looney Tunes, and Trolls. ✧ I draw using a custom PC, a Huion Kamvas 16 (2.5K), and Adobe Photoshop. Currently learning to use Procreate. ✦ I do not RP and this isn't an ask blog, asks interacting directly with characters will probably not be answered. ✧ Asks are not guaranteed to be answered, sorry if yours isn't but please don't spam/send multiple times! ✦ Commissions and requests are not open at this time, thank you. ✧ My main tumblr is Audi-art. My Twitter is Hammerspaced.

[wynnyfryd]

Trailer park Steve AU part 48

part 1 | part 47 | ao3

cw: mentions of smoking/sexual activity

Chapter 11

February

For two and a half months, Steve’s life goes perfectly. He didn’t realize how far into a pit he’d fallen until Eddie showed up to help Robin and the kids lift him out, but the difference is jarring. Golden hour sunlight after catching a matinée.

Steve spends two months blinking.

He sloughs off his sadness like a snake shedding skin; spends the winter getting back to being Steve, restocks his favorite hair products and restarts his fitness routines — morning runs through the woods, afternoon pick-up games with Lucas and some of his teammates when the weather doesn’t suck. Weightlifting in the evenings because Eddie says he likes how Steve’s arms look when they get a little big, says it’s more fun to pin him down when he knows it’s just for show.

And he tries new things, too, just because Eddie likes them or because the kids think they're cool. He reads a Vonnegut novel. He eats Indian curry. He even learns a song on guitar.

...Sort of.

Eventually.

(Actually, that whole thing goes pretty horribly and takes for-fucking-ever. Eddie spends an afternoon patiently encouraging him and doing his best not to tease while Steve clumsily moves through a beginner chord progression, and then breaks down wheezing when, after the sixth attempt with no improvement, Steve puts the guitar down in a huff and threatens to demote his pinky finger from his hand if it doesn't start cooperating. Eddie laughs so hard he tips face-first into Steve's crotch, and it takes them a sticky-spitty-sweaty half hour to get back to the lesson.)

Anyway, he likes the way their lives entangle. As easy as weaving his hands through Eddie’s hair.

He gets invited to band practice; he sits in on D&D. Sometimes he watches sports with Wayne when he's got a day off, then he heads out with Eddie for long joyrides through the countryside.

Eddie blasts his metal music when they get out to the backroads, and he talks too loudly over the bass and laughs even louder and rants about nothing and smokes cigarettes while he headbangs to his favorite guitar solos — almost lights his hair on fire on more than one occasion, fucking dumbass — and he does this silly, lewd shit that makes Steve's chest just ache. Makes it clench around the word that's been burning a hole in his tongue since New Year's Eve. Eddie wags his brows and palms himself through his jeans and asks if Steve wants to take another joyride when they get home, and Steve thinks:

God, I love you.

I love you.

How could I not love you?

And really, how could he not? And how much longer can he keep not telling him so? When it feels like the word is going to burst out of his chest Alien-style any second.

When it feels like Eddie's the reason he even has a home to get to.

Slowly — so slowly, hours spent thrifting and bartering and keeping an eye out for free stuff left out on the curb, even more hours sanding and painting and caulking and sweating to death between trips to the hardware store — they redo Steve's whole trailer. Floor to ceiling, wall to wall, they exorcise the haunted tin can. They make it his; they make it theirs.

Eddie injects life into every inch of the space, fills it with weird art and funky lamps and a big, comfy leather couch that he likes to bend Steve over. Comes inside him in every room when they get done working on it as a reward; gasps in Steve's ear about how he always wants to be inside him: in his home, in his body, nestled deep inside his heart. "Keep me right here, baby," he breathes as he fucks Steve against a wall, his left hand gripping Steve's chest while he fills him from behind.

It’s perfect.

It's perfect.

Everything is beautiful and nothing hurts unless Steve asks.

And then, because this godforsaken town and everyone in it are fucking cursed, one day it isn’t anymore.

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part 49

tag list in separate reblogs under '#trailer park steve au taglist' if you'd like to filter that content. if you want to be added please comment and let me know (must be over 21; please either verify in the comment or have your age visible on your blog)

[schoenht]

In Every Lifetime

PINKITY DRINKITY !

《 previous | masterlist | are you lost babykrill 》

a/n: YAYAYAYAY ACT THREE bought myself more link click merch today NYAHAHA anyways i read no longer human but junji ito's version and. Wow. Thank god i didn't buy it. I was. Yeah i had to sit there for a few to process and then had to listen to double face to calm down bc. Yikes. I loved the novel but the manga just felt so. Idk ??? I don't recommend it to just anyone but yeah. It was smth and usually i like horror and junji ito but that just made me feel gross 😭 i can stomach uzumaki and tomie but that book. Yeah no. I can rant about it if someone asks LMAOOO /hj

taglist: @taruruchi @idiaia @starchilll @h0n3ysgh0st @yumixxn @kalims @sakuram1nt @proximitybobomb @shiemori @fluffimemes @meigalaxy @kaechannn @ravenkake @unlikelyinternetprincess @magical-mace @lifeless-bug @atl4ntxc @pyrrhicgaze @chay2 @everettelz @voreaux @yelshin @kahunap @tingerines @teamoymas @pastellepastary @mochimiyaas @i-have-a-lot-of-ocs @sxftiebee @eccedentesiast-sapphic @kenma-izhu @twisted-jamil @bre99 @sherryuki-callmeyuki @yuchanyuna @faeryarchives @musclefanatica @stormyovent0aster @fangirl-d-blog @iameliseposts @minkyungseokie @skintights0cks @somany-fandoms-solittle-time @sugarrush-blush @kalims-pessimist-bestie @stupidwingboy @simp-incoming @kurenix @alex-the-bee

REMINDER: taglist is open! you will be tagged on the reblog however bc tumblr gave me a mf limit BYE but if i cannot, I'll try and tag you on the comments !!

[joannasteez]

WIP WEDNESDAY!

thanks for the tag! @harmshake a little lumberjack!roman i’ve been slowly chippin away at, i have no clue when this will be ready to post but i dont know, maybe its worth a share of what i have so far

his beer is cold. wet glass slipping against his skin. a crisp hoppy taste on his tongue that settles till his belly excites with warm. the ache in his hands seeking a temporary remedy, holding to the chill of the bottle. thick fingers working with a diligent memory of axes and chainsaws. an all day affair thats old and tedious. the smell of walnut and oak and maple, chips of fly away wood and the hard sun. a good cold beer after a hard day was a must. mandatory. so friday's meant a beer plus two extra. but never four because jey always overdid shit and he had to be the dad of the group. had to take care of baby boy jey. and sometimes seth. and sometimes dean. because dean loved to play and fuck around, car keys jingling between the saucy slip of his fingers, feigning the mind of a sober man and the reckless lust of a drunk one. cackling and teary eyed, because panic about roman's face was just so fucking funny.

lucy's is a town bar. built dead center and extremely assessable. and lucy's has everything. karaoke for jimmy & jey, darts for seth and solo, pool for dean, and nice comfy worn leather booths for roman. his favorite booth on the far left side of lucy's, tucked up against the wall. equidistant from the bathroom set behind the karaoke stage and the bar. where his quiet half sleepy eyes could roam and observe. a little people watching as he sips the gold-ish brew. nibbling at almost soggy nachos and pulling loose the tight knot holding his hair. oak wood from day labor soaking through the inky thickness of it. listening to dean and seth complain about management. because if they weren't at work, they were off the clock rambling and ranting about work. a cyclic state of affairs that started and ended the same way.

first seth. that half snarly little grimace. hair rolled up in a top bun. voice raspy and raw.

"...because how the fuck are you never actually in office and thee greatest-most idiotic micro manager ever, he needs to pick a damn struggle...

and then dean. his finger running to scratch against his auburn beard. just as pissed. words slightly slurred.

"...and then had the absolute gaul to tell me how to do my job. that piece of shit prick never held an axe or a chainsaw in his damn life. goddamn third generation wood chippin dick..."

and roman laughs. his eyes wrinkling. sipping and chewing and falling into the recurrence of every friday night.

"...and his little assistant, who he's totally nailing by the way, i hear her screeching like a damn banshee whenever he's actually in office, had the nerve... the unmitigated nerve to send around a birthday card asking for small donations and to write him a message..."

and dean cackles. gasps from disbelief and leans into roman's shoulder. his forehead banging lightly into the wood of the table. empty beer bottles rattling from his show of contempt.

"...boys i swear, i promise the two of you, they both can get an expedited shipment of my fat cock to suck dry if they think i'm putting two of my very hard earned dollars into a target card for his birthday. his pops should've kept him swimmin in his balls..."

roman smiles. his eyes roaming about lucy's. towards the peace of the bar. his favorite little bartender hard at work. smiling and mixing away.

and here comes the turning over into the second bit of his friday night cyclic affair. a from afar trailing of the eyes, sneaky bouts of admiration sweetened by the beer fizzling his blood. and God do you look sweet. a friendly toothy little smile that piques his curiosity. plush lips, round eyes and fanning lashes that leave you looking delicate. he's unsure though, it could be the beer, the droning of the bar and the exhaustion in his shoulders. tight and soldering to his bones. it all could be feeding his mild delusions. making you look more angelic than you could be, a projection of dreams born from some long avoided longing. and when you finally commit yourself to seeking out the source of such an ardent sensation only the eyes of another can give, you meet him. a glass in your hand and curiosity about your face. so clearly in bartender mode. gauging patron based needs, before the inevitable look away. your lips bitten and a smile threatening to break.

but it never becomes anything more than this tit for tat of a moment. lingering eyes and unspoken things.  something threatening to edge the course of friendly and cautious. your smile seeming to only do him a favor. a courtesy. because he probably wasn't the first man to have such a silent high school adjacent crush on his local bartender and he for sure wouldn't be the last. and no one will ever hear him say it but roman isn't too keen on rejection. he rather live with your cautious little smiles. a short tuck away into his back pocket as he sips at his beer. he'll add it to store away for later, when he's alone with silence and the beginnings of bedtime fantasies.

no pressure tags: @kill-the-artiste @thesamoanqueen and anyone else who’d like to participate!

[sammoose22]

I'm hating what's happening to this fandom right now. I love that 911 is getting more recognition but god damn, no one wants this.

I'm gonna rant while trying to keep it neutral from ships (but keep in mind I am ONLY a Buddie fan). (Spoiler alert: I did end up being biased, but I'm still logical and polite)

Regardless of who you ship, remember it is all FICTION. These aren't real people meaning if fans think Eddie is gay or demi and want to include him in a post this month, THEY ARE ALLOWED TOO. You can't judge them for it, and even so, can we all keep in mind why everyone speculated BiBuck. It sure as hell wasn't for how he acted with Chimney or Bobby, and not that one scene with TK.

Furthermore (that made me feel like I was writing an essay), why are people being so nasty? This is a show, meaning entertainment, meaning we should all just be able to enjoy our show regardless of who we ship. I'll be the first to say there rude Buddie and BT shippers and there's peaceful Buddie and BT shippers.

We're supposed to ship who we ship, and be allowed to rant as much as we want, as long as we're nice about it. There's no reason to call fans of either ship delusional or insult them.

So while admitting there's rude fans of both ships, lets me be real here. It's mostly BT fans. Cause come on, some of them want Eddie de*d and Chris to go to BT and some think that they're relationship is so sweet and vulnerable when we've had less that 10 mins. Fine think what you want, but if you're speculating, why can't buddie fans (most of who are respectful and tag their posts/fics correctly) do the same? Why are you feeling so threatened? Them talking about Buddie doesn't mean Tim Minear is gonna choose to do Buddie, and you being so rude and toxic isn't gonna convince him to keep Tommy.

To conclude, I love this show too much to stop watching it, and I love ranting on tumblr too much to stop posting, but damn this hiatus is ugly.

[reyislikesotired]

i might doodle smth for this later dont quote me on that and so here is my very self divulging list of:

the batboys with who i would think would make an excellent emotional support greenbean

izuku and tim

probably the most obvious team up but it deserves to be APPRECIATED

tim would prob figure out one for all rq

after seeing the mediocre training, tim takes it upon himself to make sure izuku has a better training regime and diet

they go hero watching and take notes together

the rants they have,,, god tier

izuku sees tims self destructive night binges and is the only one able to get him to sleep without the use of drugs (izuku literally just hid his coffee stash, cuddled up to him and boy was passed out in SECONDS, new record)

dick offered to pay izuku to stay at the manor just to get tim to sleep

collei and damian

its crazy ik but hEAR ME OUT OKAY

damian is a too serious person who i can see loosening up around collei

damian, frustrated after seeing collei not read the information as quickly as him: what, are you illiterate?

collei, sheepish: i learned how to read properly just a few years ago, im sorry

damian, blushing in embarrassment and wanting to now take over her education because HOW-: *proceeds to quickly summarize the information*

after that damian lets collei take her time and even aids her by explaining certain words

collei asks genuine questions and damian answers them almost kindly

damian thought collei would be dead weight but then he saw her shoot an arrow and throw her cullei anbar and was pleased to see she could also throw a good punch

he also trains with her, obviously he has given her some help but she has even given him pointers on how to deal with certain elements and how to treat injuries in the field more efficiently and how to make certain cures and ointments from stuff found in the pantry and outdoors

idk i can just see damian adopting collei and collei just treating damian like the little brother she would dote on whenever she could

tim sees this and thinks the apocalypse is going to start, jason's here just to see how someone was able to tame the demon brat

huohuo and jason

jason and tail teach huohuo how to use a gun

huohuo is close to fainting every time she pulls the trigger and jason is sure to have tea and a spa day planned out after

huohuo texts jason often and jason reassures her whenever she gets insecure about it

huohuo is jumpy 25/8 so jasons pit rage does spook her but she's been with tail all her life, she's used to her life being in some kind of peril; after it, huohuo prob gifts him smth as an apology for the rage even tho it wasnt her fault and jason just protects the lil bean more

gon and dick

gon: so my dad left me to become a hunter so i became a hunter to find my dad :D

dick: oh thats so cute of u, mind if i tag along? i would love to talk to ur dad 😇🔪

BONUS +

zoro and damian

i would really just like to see them talk technique and spar

damian would prob be so flabberghasted at first seeing the use of 3 swords but then sets his whole regime in understanding and countering it

[savoryscribbles]

*＊✿❀ handwriting headcanons w/ my favs ❀✿＊*

pairings:bokuto, suna, sakusa(seperatly) x gn!reader

tags: fluff, ranting, not super x reader but you're their partner.

warnings: they/them pronouns, probably a few curse words, lemme know if i should add anything!

word count: 396

a/n: a/n: pt 2 of my 300 follower series :d. i'll add the link when i'm finished with it! (i'm like half way to 500 rn but this is old! pls forgive me!). also these are short and sweet! kinda just wanted to post something!

haikyuu masterlist | general masterlist

bokuto:

messy.

it's practically illegible, but somehow he can always read it perfectly, even if he wrote it a year ago.

it's tilted, but not in one direction. for the love of god don't give this man plan copy paper to write on. one line will be tilted to the write and 5x smaller than the next line which is now tilted to the left.

ambidextrous, he didn't train himself or anything. in fact people consider him ambidextrous simply because his handwriting doesn't get any worse with whatever hand he writes with.

surprisingly decent at cursive, probably because there's a lot of extra loops in his regular handwriting anyways.

suna:

so messy omfg

you can't read it, he can't read it, no one can

don't ever let him write things down for you, it never works. you'll be like "what does this say?" and he just shrugs.

his signature is so sloppy too, lucky for him it doesn't have to be legible

sometimes he'll be cute and try and hand write text messages, particularly if he has an away game and can't call. he actually tries really hard to write neatly, but mans can write nice with a pen, how the hell does he expect himself to write with his finger? his teammates are like "suna you've spent 18 of our 20 minute break rewriting that damn message, hurry up!"

if atsumu is there, he will definitely record suna just rewriting it over and over again. sends it to you, but expects you to make fun of suna, but you find it endearing.

but you do still tease him about it, he gets all pouty though

sakusa

the only one that writes neatly out of the three

he writes in neat cursive, because i hc he comes from like a rich/well off family so they put him in english+cursive lessons

even if his handwriting is neat people still complain because its like cursive so its harder to read

he lowkey gets kinda insecure about it.

like atsumu told him about suna sending his s/o a handwritten message, and now he wants too, but hes worried you wont like it, or say something about his cursive D:

bokuto ends up being his hype man, and sending the message for him, because he's to scared to send it himself

he's very relived when you absolutly adore it :D

[emergency-vehicle]

About Me

Madison | 24 | Vey/Vem, They/Them | AuDHD | Transformers Side Blog | Main Blog: @commandant-queer | Follows come from @stalin-bot

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Welcome to my personal brand of hell!

This blog is dedicated to Transfomers, whether it be the bayverse, Transformers Prime, Transformers One, or any other piece of Transformers media I am about to devour with a fervor that would make even Megatron tremble.

!! THIS BLOG IS NOT SPOILER FREE !!

If you wish to avoid spoilers, I will be tagging them with #spoilers and #TFO spoilers . After a few months of the movie being out, they will no longer be tagged. Just an fyi.

What you can expect from me:

My art journey. While I'm solid in other areas, learning how to draw cybertronians is a beast of its own. be prepared to see the long journey it takes to be decent at it.

Fanfictions. Fanfictions I'm writing and yapping about fanfictions I've read. I am feral and devour media at a pace faster than the speed of light.

Art reblogs. Whether it be funny, cool, or otherwise deemed interesting, its important to take inspiration from other creators. And, just plain fun to share.

Long winded rants about my personal headcanons. You might want to read them, you might not. It'll be mostly queer posting, and projection- as almost all headcanons are. Will be tagged with #headcanon and #[character's name]headcanon

Ships. I will have a ship list further down. It is inevitably going to grow with time. Its important to remember: im an adult and i can ship whatever the hell i want. cringe sets you free. with that in mind, for some of the more toxic ships, their nuance is not lost on me.

sometimes i post 18+ stuff. it's always tagged as NSFW.

Lots and lots of yapping. My personal posts are tagged as #yapping, so block that if you dont want to see it. I just like to talk into the void. If you also enjoy yapping, please for the love of god, join me in the brain rot.

PLEASE INTERACT:

Artists

Requests

Send me headcanons and factoids. I am a sponge, bone dry and ready to soak in everything the fanbase has to offer

Fellow Ratchet/Optimus stans

Fellow Starscream lovers (my rat boy 💕)

Feel free to suggest new media to me!

DO NOT INTERACT:

Zionists (just so you know, Optimus would crush yo ass. From the River to the Sea, motherfuckers 🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸)

Conservatives

Any brand of -phobe

Dont come crying to me about hating my ships. I don't care. I've been in fandom spaces for longer than you've probably been alive.

Minors. Nothing against yall, just a lil uncomfy because this blog can be kinda spicy sometimes.

SHIPS! :D

It's a short list, for now. Ships will be tagged as shown on their bulletin point. For quick reference of how I view them:

- [S] Sexual

- [R] Romantic

- [QPP] Queer Platonic Partners

- [T] Toxic

With that out of the way...

Optimus Prime/Ratchet [R] [S] / [QPP] (depends on my mood lol) (my OTP) #optiratch

Megatron/Starscream [T] [S] [R] #megastar

D-16(Megatronus)/Orion Pax [R] #megapax

Bulkhead/Wheeljack [QPP] #bulkjack

Soundwave/Shockwave [R] #wavewave

Breakdown/Knockout [S] [R] #KOBD

Knockout/Starscream [T] [S] #knockscream

Arcee/Cliffjumper [QPP] #cliffcee

Megatron/Soundwave [R] #megasound

Ultra Magnus/Wheeljack [R] [S] #ultrajack

Aaaaaand that's it for now!! I hope you enjoy your stay, and as always...

[vampimull3t]

they've contaminated my brain

[regretisstoredintheme]

Can you try a oneshot with a gender neutral shy reader who has a crush on Rise!Leo but they’re not really fond of his over competitive personality? (Really loved the yokai feline!reader you did a while ago so hopefully this isn’t too much of a request ^ v ^; )

Do do do d— OH?? WHATS THIS??

A Request? 

*snatches paper*

“Can you try a oneshot with a gender neutral shy reader who has a crush on Rise!Leo but they’re not really fond of his over competitive personality? (Really loved the yokai feline!reader you did a while ago so hopefully this isn’t too much of a request ^ v ^; “

A/n: hooohohooo… YOU! My friend, are a bright mind, I hope I have enough energy for this one *cracks knuckles* (ALSO TY!! IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT >v<)

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Priorities. (A Oneshot)

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Warnings(?): Leo being a dumbass, slight angst? Idk yet. 

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A perfect night, it was. 

Leo, sitting in his beanbag. you, right next to him in your own, the little puffs pushed against each other.. your favorite movie on the television — well, favorite Jupiter Jim movie. Leo was pointing out all the little details that you had grown to notice but wouldn’t mention, noting how his eyes sparkled as he ranted about it. A soft smile appeared on your face, your heart gently fluttering at his antics. 

It was hard to get Leo to sit down and actually watch something - especially something he knew inside and out, so you couldn’t exactly blame him when he would do sit ups, stretch, refill popcorn, or even just wave his hands around anxiously. You didn’t mind. What you did mind, however…

“Tag!!” Mikey swooped in unnoticed from his late night out, bonking his brother on the head and scrambling to get away. “Oh no you did not!!” Leo laughed, jumping up from his seat and knocking over one of the empty popcorn bowls. You paused the movie, leaning back with a sigh. There was no telling how long this one would last. 

As you watched your favorite boy run around with Mikey, you couldn’t help but wish he could prioritize you a little more.. but then again, it’s not like you were in a relationship or anything.. It hurt to think about, but it was true. As you lounged in the projector room, watching the two scramble on the upper levels, you heard a scoff from next to you. 

You nearly flew out of your seat as you saw Raph, practically looming over you but staring at his brothers as well. “JEsus…” you breathed, a hand over your heart - which you were SURE had just jumped to outer space - where the astronaut on the projector was.

The red-clad turtle didn’t seem to notice, in a world of his own. He was grumbling to himself, something about ‘manners’ and ‘how to treat someone’… and then you heard something that made your ears perk up —- ‘Leo’.

At the idea of asking him about said turtle in blue, your hands felt clammy, yourthroat constricting and mouth like the Sahara desert, but you had to try. “Raph..?” You squeaked, just loud enough to get the gentle giant’s attention. “Huh?” He snapped out of his tizzy, giving you his full attention “what’s up, Y/n?” 

You opened your mouth, closed it, then opened it again, searching for the words as your mind went blank. Cmon Y/n, think! God!… was it always so hot in here..? 

“Uh.. well— what you — hh— talk- THINKin about, Raph?” A weak chuckle escaped your throat as you mustered that sentence, your cheeks warm with embarrassment. Unfortunately for you, Raph caught on really fast, giving you one of his knowing, big-brother smiles. “Oh, you know...” He waltzed on over, casually sitting in his pops’ recliner chair, “Just how horribly Leo treats his dates.” 

Can you say.. Rojo? :D THAT means Red in Spanish!! As well as your face once he said that. ♡ :) 

“Date?? Woah- hah- this wasn’t— I mean.. heh.. he didn’t- I wasn’t—“ grasping for excuses, you felt yourself slowly sink further into your beanbag, ashamed at how badly you were trying to play this off. Raph shook his head, laughing to himself, “Please, he practically rented the projector room for you two! If you can’t tell from that, then you two really are hopeless.” 

You hid your face completely now, too embarrassed to even think about denying it anymore. “Hopeless? I beg to differ.” 

Oh no.

You knew that cocky voice anywhere. 

You weren’t sure if you wanted to turn around, but unfortunately.. curiosity killed the Y/n. Turning your head, you saw none other than Leo right above you, his arms at either side of your beanbag- preventing escape. He looked down at you, smile never fading, “Hi there~” 

“H— how much—?” You gulped on your words, anxiety crawling up your throat, “how much of that did you hear..?”

Leo shrugged, “not too much, actually” his smile dropped , “just Raph ratting me out.” He grumbled, giving his brother a glare before turning back to you with a smile. “I won, by the way!” Beaming, he completely missed your demeanor change, feeling one of disappointment as he left your side. “I beat Mikey at tag! Aren’t I cool?” He chuckled, before perking up— hearing one of his brothers call his name. 

And just like that, he left your side, hands behind his head without a care in the world. He was leaving you! Again! You couldn’t help the disappointed sigh lurking in your throat as he welcomed his brother in purple back home, asking if they wanted to compete to see who could eat the most pizza at Run-Of-the-Mill. 

“You know, when we were kids and I wanted Leo to sit still..” Raph leaned over your shoulder, talking quiet as to not alert anyone.. including you. “I would just lay on top of him, but I guess you can’t really do that… so I can only wonder what the alternative is..” He mused, leaving you to your thoughts as he walked to the kitchen. 

Leo moseyed back into the projector room, collapsing onto his beanbag with a huff. “Donton just wanted help unloading groceries.” he muttered, disappointed, and this time, you weren’t able to stop the sigh from leaving your lips. 

Your eyes snapped open, knowing damn well he wouldn’t miss a chance to point that out.

“Hold on.” He sat up, looking at where you now hid your face. “Was- was that a sigh?” He chirped in surprise, analyzing your anxious form. “No way.” He squinted, trying to tell if he was dreaming. “Y/n, shy Y/n. Who’s too nervous to tell the cashier they got the wrong change — just sighed, at me.” He half laughed, actually impressed, “Donnie owes me 20 bucks.” 

You grumbled at the last comment, mixed feelings on the fact that he competed on you. 

“So~” he smiled, scooting closer and leaning in, “What did I do to upset my Y/n this bad?” Usually, Leo avoided conflict like the plague, but seeing how flustered you were, he could only hope it was because you were jealous. And boy did he know how to fix that. 

Fire was climbing up your throat, you couldn’t tell if it was frustration or the flustered feeling he had given you from calling you his. Maybe it was a bit of both. “God you— you’re such a—“ you covered your face, yelling into your hands with all your might. 

Cold hands gently pulled your wrists away from your face, revealing Leo sitting in front of you calmly, waiting for you to express your thoughts the way you wanted to. Words echoed in your head, giving you a reckless, stupid idea. 

“You know, when I wanted Leo to sit still…”

You couldn’t— you were sure you would die. Immediately. Just die right there and never come back from the pits of HathSin. But.. before you knew it, your hands had wrapped around the back of his head, pulling him in to a gentle hug. You couldn’t stop yourself as you nuzzled your face into his shoulder, grip tight as you could only hope he didn’t push you away. “I just wanted you to stay with me.” You muttered, eyes fluttering closed. You were ready to accept the disgust, the anger, the pain at losing your best friend. You felt hot tears prick your eyes, fear consuming you as you heard…

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Churrrrrr….

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What? What was that? 

Finally pulling back, you caught a glimpse of Leo’s cherry red blush, hidden under his blue bandana. He seemed shocked at both your and his own actions. Because of the noise, you hadn’t even noticed his hand coming back to graze your spine, wanting to hug you back— you only noticed how he pulled away, head in his hands as he scolded himself. “Are you kidding me? Now? Yeah that’s real charming, Leo. Way to ruin the moment, dumbass..” 

Him! Flustered! Now you were both breaking the laws of physics. 

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I HOPE THATS SOMETHING LIKE WHAT YOU WANTED OKAY GOODBYE 🏃🏃🏃🏃🏃💨💨💨

[icyfox17]

BAWLING??!?!?@?#?$ GRACIE WHY WOULD U SAY THIS TO ME IM WEAK I CANNOTBGO ON 😭😭😭😭

;-; ❤️❤️❤️❤️

NOBODY MOVE

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It's raining /pos

[bat-luun]

(tags via @encryptidarchivist)

YESSSSS i love him very much hes my darling beloved!!! <33

(ramble below cut cuz this got so long oh my god lmao - cw: suicide mention)

The tma oc is actually an au version of 'Pai Rite' (he/she)! He's player character i made while co-DMing a Call of Cthulhu campaign. He's originally from 1982 Chicago and about 28 years old. Her og lore and backstory and what played out in the campaign is rather complicated so imma leave it out. (tho i'd happy to rant about it lol-)

For the tma version: She uses her full name more often than just her nickname/chosen name; Joshua 'Pyrite' Kerr (he/she). She was born in 1978 in LA, moved to England in 1997, and died 2010 at age 32.

She is marked by both The Vast and The Spiral! (in the same way Martin is a mix of The Eye and The Lonely)

Pyrite has a rocky relationship with his parents from the start, his father was killed/taken by The Vast when Pyrite was only 17. His mother was killed by The Spiral, which triggered Pyrites leave to England to study mathematics at the King's Collage in London.

(Idk if it would really work all that well in canon but I've taken The Vast in a less 'real' direction? Like making it less of a place of endless mist or whatever but making it more like a concept?) Pyrite's father was a mathematician and investigating/trying to figure out more of the pi number. The horror of the uncomprehendable powered my the Fear drove him to insanity and eventually suicide, leaving his family suddenly and without a word.

Her mother, turning even more hyper religious than before, turned to pseudoscience as a way to cope with the grief (buying crystals and crafted religious symbols/spells to protect her, and doing other low-key paranoid superstitious stuff).

She eventually got her hands on some colorful (sea)glass shards which she hung by the windows to catch the light and "ward off evil".

The glass is an artifact of The Spiral! It slowly multiplies in numbers in the given location, and starts changing colors/patterns of objects within it's line of sight (though the owner is the only one who can see it's effects).

The longer the artifact is a set location and affecting it's victim, the more intense the distortions get (pottery/dishes "melting" or changing shape, entire rooms becoming mirrored, objects switching places with each other, glass clinking sounds being heard from every room, ...). Eventually it moves from inanimate objects to people in the victims life.

Pyrite's hair got turned a purple/pink as a cause of the artifact. Panicked, Pyrite's mother took a hammer to the glass, breaking it untill there was nothing left but dust. Pyrite found her body later that day as it was being taken away by paramedics. He moved away after that, taking a single glass shard as a keepsake to remember her by, having no idea of it's effects.

He went on to study mathematics in London and found his fathers research notes, going down the same cursed rabbit hole he did.

She did become an avatar for The Spiral later on as the artifact went on to distort any research notes Pyrite made/found beyond recognition, essentially 'winning' and making her a Spiral avatar. Pyrite died in 2010 after Gertrude and Michael stopped the great twisting. Died mad and dazed and out of breath, trying to keep her grip on the only thing that was left of her mother, the destruction of the ritual making her take her own life.

me and my best friend(one of the other co-DMs) did art of Pai Rite and his gay boyfriend Revemine for valentines day!! :D

(also tagging @horrid-mothlegs for if you want more info for when our tma ocs can hang out >:])

[alpinefrsh]

Omg?? You’ve made me obsessed?? Again??

Lmao you probably don’t want me bringing up your old writing but I just started reading the ‘God doesn’t know what a cat is’ series from like, two years ago, and an Exdei and Tommy dynamic is not something I knew I needed but I love it too much to not talk about it now >:D

Anywayyyy— kit-kat. Raccoon babies are called kits. The name still applies and I love it.

Have a good day/night! o/ <333

LMAO- Yeah, I was very interested in what kind of dynamic Tommy and Exdei would have- and we almost got it in canon too.

That was a fun series to write. I actually- there was one last fic for that series that I still kind of want to write. But it's also unbelievable petty and stems almost purely from this one time I read an sbi fic with dark wilbur- and I don't remember what was up with the others, I think they were all chill- but see the thing is, I don't like dark fics (or more specifically, I don't like fics where the characters are made dark, because it almost always feels wildly out of character and then I just get annoyed reading it. Not for me, but that's fine, I'm not here to tell people what they can and can't write. Back button exist for a reason.) So anyway, the only reason I'd given the fic a shot was because either in the tags or the description, it said that he'd get his shit together and stop being an asshole. BUT THEN HE JUST DIDN'T. He would kind of get better. For a little bit. But then it was like- oop! Still being manipulative and disregarding boundaries and other people's personal agency. Lovely.

Idk, maybe it really did come around at some point, but I got fed up and left before then if it did.

Sorry about the rant, all that is to say, the only other fic I'm at all considering returning to that series to write would be one where Exdei is being a possessive bastard, and Tommy gets (rightly) pissed off by it. The whole premise of the fic is basically just Exdei learning boundaries and respecting Tommy's space and right to do whatever the hell he wants.

It's funny, the first fic in the TIITTV series actually has a very minor ref to the Cat series. Specifically, Tommy has a little moment where he thinks about the possibility of Drista having mind-reading powers. It's, again, a super minor reference that barely counts as a reference. But Tommy had a similar moment with Exdei in the Cat series, and I had that in mind when I wrote it.

Aww, kit-kat is still fitting. That's awesome :D

Well, in any case, I'm glad you enjoyed the series <333

Ty, you too! o/