#tf bonfire

[falliay]

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[transformersbonfire]

Is Optimus missing his left eye, or is it just an artistic choice?

Hello! Welcome to my blog about my fan continuity “Transformers: Bonfire”! You’re the first to ask anything. The blog isn’t exactly active right now but I’ll gladly answer any asks here!

Optimus is missing his eye, yes! He lost it when he was still called Orion Pax. In this continuity, some parts cannot be healed! They end up getting easily broken again or the mech themselves end up self destroying it. It’s more of a psychological problem that makes it seem like that part doesn’t belong to them.

Other exemples of mechs that suffer from that are Bumblebee (his voice box) and Starscream (his whole body).

[orpheuslament]

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[theinfinitedivides]

on the fucking scooter my brother...........................

[woeismywaffle]

Cliffjumper, Hound and Mirage settle down in some remote part of rebuilt Cybertron and live the cottagecore dream post-war

[transgenderbasketballplayer]

i was splitting logs with my dad

[phagodyke]

WHO THE FUCK IS SETTING OFF FIREWORKS. ITS 1:29AM????????

[enemiestolovershoe]

JJ & Reader going night surfing and falling asleep in a hammock together, only for John b to find them in the morning and tease tf out of them about it?

More than just friends

JJ Maybank x bsf!reader

Summary: After a night of surfing and stargazing, JJ and the reader share a quiet moment that doesn’t go unnoticed the next morning.

Words: 1.4k

Warnings: Not proofread, minor drug use (smoking a joint)

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The sun was dipping below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over the Pogues’ little setup by the bonfire outside the Chateau. The night was calm, almost hypnotic, and the waves lapped softly in the distance as the fire crackled. You, JJ, John B, Pope, and Kiara sat around, laughing and recounting stories, the kind of simple, perfect night that only really happened with this crew.

Kiara stretched, yawning, as the night wore on. “Alright, I’m calling it. I’ve got to get some sleep if we’re hitting the water tomorrow.”

Pope yawned as well, rubbing his eyes. “Same. I’m wiped out.”

John B gave you and JJ a lazy wave as he and the others trudged inside. “Don’t stay up too late, you two,” he called, smirking.

JJ just chuckled, kicking back against the log he was leaning on. “As if you can tell us what to do, JB.”

Soon, it was just you and JJ, sitting by the fire, watching as the embers glowed red-orange against the night sky. There was something peaceful about it—just the two of you, the soft crash of waves, and the dim glow of the fire.

After a few minutes, you got an idea. You nudged JJ, your eyes bright with mischief. “Hey. Wanna make this night even better?”

JJ raised an eyebrow, already grinning. “What, you got something up your sleeve?”

“Night surfing,” you said, practically bouncing with excitement. “The waves have been perfect all evening. Let’s hit them before they die down.”

He laughed, eyes lighting up at the idea. “You’re serious?”

“Dead serious,” you replied, challenging him. “Unless you’re too tired, of course.”

JJ gave you an exaggerated scoff. “Me, too tired? Never.” He jumped up, pulling you with him. “Come on, let’s grab the boards.”

With a shared, excited look, you ran to get your surfboards, adrenaline already beginning to pulse through you both. The ocean looked almost mysterious in the dim moonlight, dark yet welcoming, as if it was inviting you two to take on one more adventure.

Once you waded into the water, JJ looked over at you, his grin barely visible in the dim light. “Ready to get smoked?”

“Please,” you said with a smirk, paddling out past him. “Let’s see if you can even keep up.”

The waves were just right—big enough to give you a challenge, but soft enough to make it fun. You rode wave after wave, the two of you laughing and occasionally shouting as you tried to one-up each other, the sound echoing over the water.

After a particularly good ride, JJ turned to you, still out of breath, his hair wet and clinging to his face. “I have to hand it to you, you didn’t wipe out as much as I thought you would,” he teased.

You rolled your eyes. “Oh, please. I was waiting for you to keep up.”

He shot you a lopsided grin. “Guess you’ll have to wait forever then, ‘cause I’m untouchable out here.”

As the waves finally began to die down, you both paddled back to shore, breathing heavily and grinning from ear to ear. Back on the sand, you stretched out, laughing as you both tried to catch your breath.

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“That was…awesome,” JJ said, staring up at the stars.

“Right?” you replied, lying back on the cool sand beside him.

After a few moments of quiet, JJ sat up, brushing sand from his board shorts. “Come on, let’s head back.”

Back at the Chateau, you both paused on the porch, feeling the night wind down. You looked over at JJ, and he held up the joint he’d pulled from his pocket with a grin. “One last thing to top off the night?”

“Only if you’re sharing,” you teased.

“Always,” he said, and motioned to the hammock. “Best seat in the house.”

You climbed into the hammock beside him, finding your balance as it swung gently with both of your weights. You took the joint from him, inhaling deeply, and watched as JJ lit up, the flame flickering in his face.

“Sometimes I think this is what I’d do forever if I could,” JJ murmured, looking up at the stars through the trees.

You exhaled, passing the joint back to him. “What, get high in a hammock every night?”

“No,” he laughed, nudging your shoulder with his. “I mean… just this. Just chilling out here with you guys, like this is all that matters.”

You looked over at him, seeing a side of JJ you didn’t always get to see. “You know… you’re kind of a sap,” you teased, though your voice was soft.

“Don’t let it get around,” he muttered, looking at you, his eyes softened. “Can’t have everyone knowing I actually have feelings.”

“Your secret’s safe with me,” you said, smiling, a warmth in your chest that you couldn’t quite place.

He took another hit, handing the joint back to you. “You’re not too bad yourself, you know that?”

You gave him a look. “Wow, what a compliment.”

“Hey,” he said, laughing, his hand resting just beside yours, close enough that you could feel his warmth. “I don’t just give those out to anyone.”

You rolled your eyes, but couldn’t help smiling. It felt so easy, lying there with him, like it was the most natural thing in the world. The two of you drifted into quiet conversation, talking about anything and everything until the night started to blur around the edges. Before you knew it, the world was growing hazy, your eyes beginning to close as you felt the gentle sway of the hammock.

At some point, you felt JJ’s arm around you, his breathing deep and steady as he fell asleep beside you. You leaned into him, the warmth of his presence making you feel safe and content as you drifted off.

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The next morning, sunlight filtered through the trees, slowly waking up the Pogues inside the Chateau. John B was the first to stir, stretching and blinking as he got up, wandering outside to see what mischief you and JJ had gotten into.

What he found made him pause—and then grin.

You and JJ were still tangled up in the hammock, your head resting on his shoulder, his arm securely around you, both fast asleep and oblivious to the world. John B stifled a laugh, fishing his phone out of his pocket to snap a few quick pictures.

“Too good to pass up,” he muttered, trying not to laugh too loudly. With one last amused glance at you both, he slipped back inside, shaking his head with a smirk.

An hour later, you stirred awake, blinking against the bright sunlight. It took a moment for you to realize where you were—and that JJ was still beside you, his arm comfortably around your shoulders, your hand resting on his chest. Your heart skipped a beat, but before you could move, JJ’s eyes blinked open, a sleepy smile spreading across his face.

“Morning, surfer girl,” he murmured, his voice rough from sleep.

“Morning,” you whispered back, feeling your cheeks warm, though you made no move to pull away.

Eventually, the two of you untangled yourselves, reluctantly climbing out of the hammock and making your way back inside. As you entered, John B was leaning against the counter, watching you both with an obnoxiously smug grin.

“Well, well, look who’s up,” he greeted, his tone thick with amusement. “Good morning, lovebirds.”

You rolled your eyes, though your cheeks flushed. “Shut up, John B.”

JJ just grinned, trying to brush it off. “Real funny, man. Keep it up.”

“Oh, I will,” John B said, laughing. He folded his arms, giving you both a knowing look. “So… how’d you two sleep?”

JJ narrowed his eyes, clearly suspicious. “What’s with the interrogation?”

Without a word, John B pulled out his phone and held up the pictures he’d taken. “I don’t need to interrogate you when the evidence speaks for itself.”

Your jaw dropped. “John B, what the hell?”

John B raised his hands innocently, grinning. “Hey, don’t shoot the messenger. I’m just saying, the proof is in the photos.”

JJ rubbed the back of his neck, laughing it off. “Dude, come on. We were just…you know, we were tired. It was a long night.”

“Right,” John B said, his tone laced with sarcasm. He gave you both a serious look, his voice dropping slightly. “I don’t know if you’re really that blind, but you two are clearly more than just friends.”

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A/n: I hope you like it. :)

[falliay]

I adore your jazz and prowl omggggg

I’m glad you do!

[outermaybanks]

so yk how jjs full name is Jesse James maybank? What if reader calls him Jesse (they’re dating) as a nickname and he loves it but if one of his friends does he flips tf out. Can u pls write this? I would love it 😍

first of all,,, ur mind. second of all, i'll do anything for a fellow slut for finnick odair

Normally, you didn’t care if people preferred to go by nicknames, or even completely different names. But you found your exception to that in your boyfriend, JJ Maybank, who unfortunately shared a name with the annoying cartoon baby your baby nephew was obsessed with, and you just couldn’t bring yourself to say the name ‘JJ’ during sex. 

That was the first time the name ‘Jesse’ slipped from your sweet lips. Hearing you call him that, a name he never let anyone else call him, was enough to make him cum in the moment, and after seeing how much he liked it, you couldn’t bring yourself to stop. And he didn’t want you to. 

“Jesse, baby, can you get my back?” you ask with a small pout, holding out the bottle of sunscreen. “‘Course mamas, turn around?” 

This was normal for you two, but his friends, the same friends who had witnessed JJ get into fights and break people’s noses for calling him his real name, were shocked into silence the first time they heard you call JJ by his name. “I’m sorry did I hear that right, Jesse?” John B teased, earning a glare from JJ, a glare that said: shut up now or else.

JJ decided to let the first time off with just the glare as a warning, too preoccupied with rubbing the cream into your skin. 

But there was no way his friends would drop it, not when the infamous JJ Maybank himself was finally pussy whipped, a phrase he loved to tease John B and Pope with, even Kie on occasion. 

 JJ and you held hands as you ran into the water together, the cold liquid instantly soothing you from the blazing summer heat, and his friends quickly followed. “Jesse, I can’t touch over there!” you complained as your boyfriend kept beckoning you to go further and further out. “Yeah, Jesse, be considerate, she can’t touch over there,” Kie was the next to tease JJ, making him splash her with water, practically drenching her hair. “Bro!” she exclaimed in anger, but JJ ignored her, instead turning his focus back on you. He wanted to make sure his friends knew he was still serious about them not calling him by his real name, but he didn’t want you to think you were included in that. 

The splash was enough to get Kie to drop it, and John B and Pope were distracted by the water so for now, JJ was safe. 

When the sun started to go down, you all jumped back in the twinkie to head back to the Chateau for a bonfire, the perfect summer day. 

As soon as he close the car door, John B was back on it. “Jesse, can you get started on the fire? I’m gonna chop some logs-” John B was cut off when JJ suddenly shoved him back against the car. You heard the commotion in the middle of a conversation with Kie, your head snapping towards the source of the sound, but you couldn’t see anything, and Kie was still talking. “Dude, knock it off, I’m serious.” “You let y/n call you Jesse,” John B crossed his arm, a cocky, teasing look on his face, clearly unfazed by JJ shoving him. “She gets to. Not the rest of y’all.”

John B rolled his eyes but walked off without another word, which JJ took as a silent agreement. 

Once JJ got the fire going, you and Kie were the first to be sat around it, the sound of John B chopping wood in the near distance. Then Pope came out of the house, with two beers in hand. “Grab you one, Jesse,” Pope said nonchalantly, like it was normal. You furrowed your eyebrows at the realization that they were calling him that a lot today. Meanwhile, JJ was fuming.  “That’s it. You and me, right now, come on-” JJ stood up, his fingers gesturing to tell Pope to come here. “I was just trying to be nice, Jesse,” Pope said with a laugh, dragging the name out. JJ didn’t wait another moment before running full speed towards Pope.

[prettypinkporkchop]

Just Ask Her!

Embry call x fem reader

Quil, Embry, and Jacob have been good friends with you for a long time. Since high school, really! You've been there through everything. You were there when they ghosted you and joined Sam's gang. Now, everyone is out of school, Jacob is obsessed with Bella, Bella is all over Edward, you, Quil, and Embry are still stuck like glue!

After that, you and Embry have been flirting like crazy. There's a spark there, but you are just too shy.

Here you are, sitting on a rocking chair on the front porch at Sam and Emily's place. For some reason, the dudes are gone. Something about a hiking trip?

Emily, let's out a big and content sigh. "It's so peaceful here. Ever thought about moving here with us? You're here more than you are at your own place in Forks." She side eyes you with a smile, sipping her mug. You know exactly what she's hinting at. "Em, cmon. It's not like he would take us seriously if I tried." You chuckle, but deep down, feel sad. "Y/n, trust me. The dude wants you. You see how me and Sam are? Kim and Jared? Rachel and Paul?" You nod your head. "There's a lot to explain. You really do need to speak to him about it. What? It's been a year since he changed." You think about her words. It was a year ago when he cut his hair and when you and him couldn't stay away from each other.

Emily's phone rings. She picks it up, "Hey Billy."

"Oh!"

"Yes, sir. On our way."

She panics and stands up, grabbing your mug and running to the kitchen. You stand up, confused. She comes back out with her keys. "We have to go to Billy's. Jacob got hurt during the battle." You run with her to her truck. "Battle?!" You ask. Tf? She speeds off, not even answering you.

You stand next to Embry while you guys listen to Jacob scream. "I had it!" Leah hisses. "Oh shut up, Leah." Paul hisses.

Embry's warm hand wraps into yours, locking your fingers. You look up at him with furrowed eyebrows. "What is happening?" You ask.

Everything has been put into place. You know about everything now. One thing, you and embry are so stinking awkward.

Embry looks over at you while you stare at the TV. "Yes?" You blush and look over at him. "You're just beautiful." His finger trails over your jaw and chin. Your face tingles, and you want to kiss him so bad.

You lean in and press your lips on his. He kisses back instantly and puts his hands on your face, burying his fingers into your hair. You get closer to his body, pressing your chest on his. He sucks in a breath through his nose and squeezes his eyes, slightly whining.

The feeling of love is overwhelming. Fire has ignited between you two.

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Jared twirls you around around the bonfire. The moon is huge, nearly full! You are twirling, around to the music. Then, you and Kim start dancing together.

-in the distance- Embry's pov

I watch y/n as she dances with Jared and Kim. God, she's so beautiful.

"Bro, just ask her!" Quil groans. I chuckle and look over at him. "You guys kissed, right?!" Leah pipes in. "Yeah, we did." She grabs my shoulders shaking me. "Wake up, Embry! This isn't high school!" She yells.

"Fine!" I scream back while laughing.

She is right. We are adults now. If she kissed me, she felt the imprint. She never told me if she has or not, just that she accepts the bond. I'm so in love with her. I can do this.

I make my way to the dancing girl, grabbing her waist and pulling her into me. She yelps and looks up at me. "Hey, Embry!" She blushes. The redness in her cheeks is the cutest thing.

I lean down and press my lips to hers. She's shocked at first but wraps her arms around my neck. I pull away and look into her eyes. "Would you like to be more than friends? Like, uh, a couple?" I ask awkwardly. "Yes!" She squeals and jumps on me, wrapping her arms and legs around me. I wrap my arms around her, holding her tight so she doesn't fall. I press kisses on her head. Happiness takes over me, and I spin around, making her laugh. I set her down and see everyone circled around us with their arms crossed. "Fucking, finally." Quil smirks.

[inhibitionfreewriting]

Hasan idea!!

Has been dating his girl for like a year and chat has NO idea until she is cooking in the kitchen or just doing something in the house where she gets hurt and yelps and he immediately shouts “babe!?” and he gets up and helps her. Idk how it would end thats where you can let your creativity flow haha

Love your stuff 🫶🫶

I have simultaneously had a lot of ideas for this and none, because the second I click answer all of them leave my mind. I'm so sorry. It's the mental illness 💀

Hasan hasn't introduced you to stream or chat not because he doesn't love you to bits and pieces, but his chat can be absolutely chaotic in the worst ways and at this point its been put off for so long that neither of you really care (but not in a bad way).

But last night was a lot. The get together bonfire had kept you both up far longer than it should have, not counting you falling asleep in his lap at least twice. It was safe and warm and that buzz you had from that last drink Will made? It sealed your fate.

So while you had finally gotten coffee in you, you were pretty sure that the exhaustion of half sleeping multiple times would be plaguing you for the entire rest of the day. You just wanted to do something nice - cook dinner while he was streaming instead of ordering out. It'd help wake you up and you'd get to watch his face enjoy the food from just off screen as he takes the first bite.

Maybe that exhaustion was much worse than you thought, because when you were cutting through the potatoes for the curry you were cooking, you might have been holding your hand against the potato wrong and sliced directly into your finger. Luckily, you pulled back quickly enough to have not actually done any real damage, but you YELPED and yelped LOUD.

Without a second thought, because Kaya was asleep in the room with him, he called out loudly, "babe!?" Chat went WILD.

>babe? babe? babe? babe?

>WHO????

>who tf 😭 kaya right there

He didn't spare them a 'be right back' before standing up and heading towards the kitchen to see what was going on, and there you were, washing your hand and trying to keep the tears at bay. Hasan was a godsend though because he didn't panic when stuff like this happened and helped bandage the cut on your finger (thank god it really wasn't that bad, because you didn't really want to go to the hospital).

"I-I'm sorry, I was trying to cut the potatoes and I'm so bad at holding my hand right and-"

"Shut up, it's fine," he ran a hand over your shoulder and softly grabbed the back of your neck to kiss your forehead. "Are you good though, really?" You nodded and rubbed the heel of your palm into your eye to push away a last few tear or two.

"Yeah, I'm okay, just feel dumb." He rolled his eyes, mumbling that you weren't dumb and that he was glad you were okay. Hasan pulled you into a hug, pressing soft kisses to your forehead. "You can go back to stream." You both paused and looked at each other.

"I guess they know about you now, huh. Can't really tell them the one yelping was Kaya... You don't have to join this one but, after you finish with the curry we can eat it on stream together."

"Okay. Go back to streaming. I love you, thank you." He kissed you again.

"Love you too."

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For @jolapeno and @goodwithcheese’s Fall Challenge, I invite you to enjoy a Morales Mocha at a Bonfire Hangout ☕️🏕️🔥 (all the TF boys will be there! Even Tom 😳😂😂)

This also serves as a little trailer (and editing motivation 🫣) for my Frankie Morales x City Girl!reader cabin fic that I hope to post soon!

Thank you lovelies for the cozy and fun challenge 🥰🍂🍂🧡🧡

[the-hot-zone]

me when the summer solstice bonfire is canceled & i am left with a double batch of lemon cupcakes w/ blackberry buttercream and a mint syrup drizzle. what tf do i do w all of these

[celestie0]

Cockwarming satoru under Meath the towel and begging him to fuck you already answered kissing his jaw n asking “please toru” I need him so bad 😭😭😭 also gojo would probably get jealous of all the guys staring at you on the beach when you’re tanning 😭😭☠️ would probably try to cover you up with his jacket 😭😭

LMAO babes i told u not to read the tags 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 (im going insane)

omg you’re so right he’s so the type of bf to want that sight for himself ✋🏼😭 this is sosososo old school shojo anime trope but i imagine reader wore pretty modest swimwear/clothing the first few times they went on beach dates together like those cover-up slips over bikinis n so he expected her to show up in something similar to like the bonfire social that his frat was hosting but she shows up in something really revealing n he’s like

😧😧😧 holy mother of FUCK

but he gets pissed tf off when other dudes are staring at her too n he’s holding her to himself n turning her away from them so they cant see n he wraps a towel over her n she’s like?? why r u trying to cover me up i thought u would like seeing me in this 🥺💔 n that lowkey breaks his heart n he shows you later that night just how much he likes seeing you in it 💀🦋✨

[twopoppies]

I recently bought a unisex fragrance solely because I read that an actor I think is super hot wears it. I didn't even try it first I just bought it. It's a very strong scent that lasts all day but it only smells amazing on me after about 2 hours. I smell like a sexy fireplace. Like apres ski. Like a sultry bonfire. It's Maison Margiela "By The Fireplace" and I'm such a loser for buying it just because of a hot guy. I love it though. It's very different from anything I've worn before.

Hahahaa! Please. I’ve bought so much stuff simply because Harry or Louis has mentioned it. 🤣

Perfume is so tough because verbal descriptions so rarely help. I do know that I don’t tend to like “smokey” fragrances, but I love TomFord’s tobacco vanille. Yesterday I sampled Le Labo’s Tabac 28 and it was horrible (to me). It just smelled like an ashtray. But the guy said it was very popular, so who tf knows?