#she/they pronouns fyi

[saltyfryz]

You've seen werewolf Sun and vampire Moon, now get ready for..

WITCH ECLIPSE!!

[lxvvie]

I‘m a huge fan of the there’s only one bed trope but let me change it up a bit. The 141 are on deployment and the reader loses her sleeping bag and tent in a firefight. So now she has to share with Simon. Somehow Simon’s fingers end up between her legs👀

Ghost, in all his gritty fuck-nastiness, saw you losing your things as the perfect opportunity to claim what's rightfully his.

You don't even get to ask before he tells you you're with him.

Good thing, too, 'cause it's a little chilly at night, so when you finally settle down for the night, you're... mighty close to Ghost. Close enough to feel his heat, yeah, but you ain't touching.

Not yet. Until you finally do and he says, "Fuck it."

And now he has his fingers knuckle deep inside you.

"Gotta keep 'em warm," Ghost says gruffly as he pumps 'em in and out. FuckfuckfuckyouwannamoanohfuckGhost—

"Keep it in. Can't attract attention." Not a suggestion, an order, and you're left whimpering and trying your damndest not to get too loud as he finger bangs the fuck out of you.

[theotherhappyplace]

Just felt like adding sparkles and one of my favorite songs to this illustration I made

The song is called "Hey who really cares" by Linda Perhacs

[bhramarii]

THE PROPHET // THE SAINT

[lavendersblues]

Ready for some bullshit BeefLeaf soulmate style ramblings? Feel free to use this in fics if it suits you —

So like no disrespect to the OG wife of He Xuan BUT. What if, if Shi Wudu hadn’t intervened in fate, what if Shi Qingxuan was always going to escape from the Reverend of the Empty Words by meeting He Xuan and then in some true soulmate bullshit fashion, He Xuan’s incredible luck and good fortune and good fate would have cancelled out Shi Qingxuan’s, kind of like Hua Cheng’s helping negate Xie Lian’s bad fortune.

But bc Shi Wudu did what he did, He Xuan’s fortune became so bad he never could meet his other half, but still found love with his wife, even if she wasn’t the other half of his soul

Meanwhile poor Shi Qingxuan can’t ever find someone that accepts their genderfluid nature and free spirit and suffers under her brother’s thumb when she could have basically been brought to the Heavens as He Xuan’s spouse and been granted like… idk. Middle Official status without the backstabbing and blood magic or whatever Shi Wudu did to He Xuan and Qingxuan

[dreamyfreakout]

fixing bugs and sometimes ollie just ends up in the abyss when i load unity again lol

[doobledabbadoo]

various htf oc doodles!! fr. a couple canon characters ahaha

[kissingmilfs]

i really miss buttercup and wanda, how are they doing

and i am so proud for the job i bet they’ll promote you in no time

-😊

buttercup and wanda 🥺✨

i like to imagine wanda buying all these cute outfits for buttercup (reader). and playing dress up with buttercup 😭

“c’mon, kitten! mommy bought you some new clothes while i was out shopping.”

and buttercup is so in love with wanda that you just go along with it. sometimes you’re a little grumpy but wanda kisses your pout continuously while getting you dressed. she takes a lot of pictures of you and sends it to almost everyone!

natasha’s reaction: “lol how many times did you try to get that bow in her hair?”

agatha’s reaction: “pets should be naked at all times.” …5 minutes later… “there’s a purple lace bralette i wanna see her in.”

kate’s reaction: “WAAAAAAA SHES SO CUTE PLS CAN I COME OVER N PLAY WITH HER PROMISE ILL BE GOOD I MISS HER SM PLS GIVE HER A KISS FOR ME”

monica’s reaction: “oh wow! she’s a model, wands!”

okoye’s reaction: “i don’t understand why you send me these pictures all the time. i know what buttercup looks like.”

[sphnyspinspin]

The General

— — —

The fight was over…this stranger that came out of nowhere got the jump on them. Arcee was pinned down underneath the newcomer’s left pede, Bumblebee was being held by his neck by only a singular, huge, servo, and Breakdown was decommissioned, as he was practically hurled across clearing. This stranger wore a decepticon badge across their chassis, and with that in mind, guess it would make sense for them to attack a seemingly defenseless autobot squadron when the opportunity arose. Despite one member of the group having a decepticon badge, that didn't stop them from being attacked by someone who was from the same faction apparently.

And then the stranger finally spoke, “Now that that’s settled…so tell me…how, and why, are you here?” staring straight into Bee’s optics as he was too banged up to properly escape the decepticon’s grip on his neck.

With gritted dente and a wince from the yellow autobot, he was just about to speak up until he was interrupted by Arcee’s strained reply, “Who wants to know? I-I take it that you’re not-ugh, from around h-here. Are ya?” as she was struggling to find some sort of bearing, she kept trying to hoist herself up, but the big pede connected to an even bigger bot kept pushing her back into place.

Looking down at the pink autobot underneath their pede, “That’s confidential. And I wasn’t asking you.” Then the weight underneath their pede suddenly shifted as they slowly added more of their weight onto Arcee’s already beaten up frame.

There might as well be a large footprint embedded into her chassis after this. As the pede lowered down, compressing Arcee slowly, until the weight was taken right back off of it, so that the autobot could appropriately answer the question. “Now let's try this again. And some quick advice, stay down and quit getting off topic, or else your friend here will have to face the consequences.”

A jolt of pain was being sent into Bee’s processor as the behemoth holding him up, tightened their grip around his neck cables. The big bot however, seemed somewhat internally agitated, almost as if they just wanted to get this whole thing over with.

The big bot in question was large. They were probably taller than Megatron. With dark gray faceplates connecting to a piece of dark plating covering where their lip-plates should be, limiting the amount of emotion they could express. Optics as bright and as red as any other decepticon’s empowering gaze. Armor colors ranging from a strong magenta, being the most apparent color of their chassis, to a bright yellow, covering their servos and the helmet decoration on the back of their helm.

The bot eased up on both their grip and the weight on their pede, and let out a grunt with a heavy sigh, “Listen…just tell me this, are there more of you guys on this planet? Are there more decepticons on this planet?”

“Like we would tell you that-hrkk-” Bee confidently replied.

“Let me guess, is it because I hurled your friend back over there? He's a decepticon you know…he was just going to use you-” then before they could finish their statement, Breakdown charged out from the horizon and chucked a large rock at the con’s head.

The heroic action backfired as their servo met the rock, catching it just as it was about to hit the back of their helm. What they didn't realize was that the second rock was being hurled right after, making a strong enough impact to their helm. Startling the stranger enough for them to drop Bumblebee.

Bumblebee took to nursing his neck, feeling new dents as he was practically strangled. Not wasting another second, he transformed his servo into his stinger and aimed it at the con while getting some distance between them.

Like it was just going to be that easy.

The con released their pede from Arcee’s armor, grabbed her by the shoulder, and threw her at Bumblebee, electrocuting them both. With Breakdown going as far as to hurl himself at the perpetrator, and taking another swing. Which was dodged immediately.

As the stranger roughly elbowed Breakdown in the back of his neck, he was knocked out. And while the con was occupied with finishing Breakdown, they kicked his body towards Arcee and Bumblebee. Colliding with the two, making them tumble even further from the enemy. Officially rendering them all beaten to a pulp.

Until the stranger finally had enough. They decided that these guys just weren’t worth it. Admittedly, they put up a pretty good fight, but it was almost too obvious that they hadn’t taken on anyone with their amount of strength in a long time. At least not recently that is. It was strange though…why in the name of Primus would three unlikely bots, one of which was a con, be on patrol together, on this dingy dirt-rock planet; far away from any cybertronian-colonized planet?

Right as the stranger was beginning to take off and leave the three bots for scrap, a blast was shot at the stranger—nearly avoiding their faceplate.

“Bumblebee! Are you and the others all right?” Called Optimus.

Bumblebee didn’t respond with words, but instead groaned and shakily held a thumbs up. And that was more than enough for Optimus.

The stranger was only stunned for a split second. Until they equipped their own ray gun. But they were more than just stunned at the opposition—they were absolutely shocked.

The Optimus Prime?! And Elita-1?! Alive?! But their peers said—

Before the stranger could properly absorb their newfound information, they saw something flying right towards the fight. Landing right beside Optimus and transform into…into…

Aiming and readying his canon Megatron began “Stand down! Or else—!” Megatron was prepared to face off this cruel stranger. But…he wasn’t prepared to see a familiar face. He lowered his canon and with anguish ridden optics and his vocaliser resetting he started.

“…Strika?”

“…Megatron?”

— — —

Context: Oh boy…I started writing this like MONTHS ago. Like, before the rest of season one came out, but the whole story takes place after the events of everyone saving the world and junk. If that makes sense? Also the ending is kinda rushed so…yeah.

[hatchetsfield-arch]

hey  there  demons  it’s  me,  ya  boy,  launching  a  hatchetfield  lore podcast  OC  affiliated  with  :  @clickedbait , @sondair & @hatchetfieldgazette !!!

andrea〝andy〞pearson  :  the  younger  sibling  of  staci  pearson,  of  who  they  still  look  up  to  and  adore.  sound  tech  &  boom  mic  operator  of  the  ＂who  swings  the  hatchet  now＂  podcast.  doomed  by  klutziness  and  cursed  by  murphy’s  law,  they  have  an  unfortunate  habit  of  accidentally  dropping  the  boom  mic,  mostly  on  people’s  heads  (  and  because  misery  loves  company,  the  mic  seems  to  only  ever  fall  on  cassie  hughes’  head,  who  andy  may  or  may  not  have  the  worlds  biggest  crush  on )  which  has  resulted  in  many〝andy  pearson  dropping  the  boom  mic  on  people’s ( mostly cassie’s ) heads  for  [blank]  minutes〞compilation  videos  on  youtube. 

[softpastelqueer]

It’s fascinating how a lot of people go out of their way to beat their chests and declare to the world that they are allies to everyone of all genders and wouldn’t dare assume someone’s gender, but then the second they deal with someone they don’t know… they immediately and instantly delegate you a gender (specifically from the binary)

[r3m-ster]

gender? i know too much of her.

[lxvvie]

I need a Simon Riley where he is fucking her and then reader is all upset, so she starts crying her eyes out and he stops. But instead of talking with her, he slowly eats her out and takes such good care of her

…they talk later and he eats her out again 🥰🥰🫶

Simon fucking you good but it's not enough. You're close, so damn close but you can't fall off the edge.

You can't cum.

And the frustration builds up alongside the pleasure and soon, your moans and sobs have become intertwined. Simon stops, stops, and pulls out and you're even frustrated at that—Why the fuck did you stop, Simon?

Simon who realizes what you need as you gasp, sob, and whine out your aggravation; he understands that irritation all too well, wanting to jump but can't, fucking for the thrill and pleasure but there's... something there, stopping you from veering close to the edge.

Your frustration becomes pleasure again, sobs turning to moans as you grip your soldier's buzzed head, pushing him further between your legs, and his lips and tongue finally make you fall.

Simon who keeps going and you fall into bliss all over his face.

[theotherhappyplace]

working on the Other Happy Place point and click horror adventure game!! YES

[girls4etho]

im the blog everyone is scared of in those posts worrying abt referring to their mutuals the wrong way. i can and do randomly change my name and pronouns without saying anything. you have to be VIGILANT

[iwtvdramacd18]

thanks for answering. idk i always expect louis and claudia will be using louis' money from his azalea days when they're in europe. I've never imagined that they'd have access to lestat's money because louis doesn't have proof of marriage for obvious reasons and claudia doesn't have proof of paternity. like they have nothing to prove they're lestat's family plus they're black.

it's interesting what you said about gabrielle not being a lioncourt because she's more a lioncourt than both louis and claudia.

yeah I mean show wise I don't actually expect them to use Lestat's bank money I think most of the people talking about Louis and Claudia and the Lioncourt Bank Account Inheritance type stuff don't seriously speculate them to have access to it. That being said them being black wouldn't necessarily keep them from claiming inheritance especially since Louis and Claudia (at least Bailey Claudia) are clearly mixed unless there are hard laws in France at the time re: interracial inheritance which I don't know anything about so I could be very wrong.

Legally Gabrielle is more Lioncourt for sure but what I mean is more in terms of closer to metaphorical vibes I guess... she takes to vampire life very easily but I found it to be in a more cold manner than Lestat, granted TVL is also written specifically from Lestat's pov and we are constantly getting access to how he perceives the world as a vampire and much of that for him is very heady/fleshy/ "hot-blooded" for lack of a better word and without Gabrielle's pov we can only rely on what Lestat sees which is in turn affected by his perception of her and she was rather detached as a mother figure. Basically I see Claudia as more impassioned in her killing and closer to Lestat in terms similar to that which is why I was calling her the last "heir"