#these kids live in my head rent free

[sanjiaftersex]

Luffy in alabasta was at his cuntiest and bravest like he befriended a princess, took down a warlord with extreme nicotine addiction and recruited said warlord's 28 y/o international terrorist cuntenserven colleague no gears no money no bitches no special technique just a pair of sandals and audacity

[mnemonicdrew]

I think their dynamics are peak btw

[fluffylino]

minho is felix's bestfriend and also happens to be your sworn enemy. he comes over one evening.

whats the worst that could happen...

-contains mature themes

frustration.

pure frustration was what you were feeling. was it really this difficult to operate a toy?!

a damn vibrator that too. a simple little vibrator. internally embarassed by your lack of 'skills' in using it.

maybe you were pressing down on the wrong setting. cause everytime it reached the highest vibrations, it would go back to the lowest setting, a few seconds after.

you didn't even feel like continuing because of how pissed of you were. what a bad way to ruin your fun.

it had been month since you last felt like you should treat yourself. get yourself off to be very specific.

and when you decide to finally try out your very first vibrator, the universe decides its not your day.

stepping out of the bathroom, still uncomfortable with the sensitivity between your legs. unintentionally edging yourself and eventually giving up entirely on trying to make yourself cum.

you blamed it on the vibrator. that darned cursed object.

flinging it on the bed in annoyance.

a small little sticky note is placed on the lamp on your bedside table. its from felix.

he had yelled goodbye while you were still showering (more like struggling). and you had yelled back, acknowledging him.

i'll be going out with chris for an hour or so. minho-hyung will be coming to our room in 20 minutes. im sowwy but he really needed a place to chill at...seungmin is studying and needs no disturbances....so i told minho he could stay in our room for a couple hours.

don't worry, bubssss i'll be back soon so things don't get awkward between yall!!!

MAYBE TRY AND GET ALONG?!

- lixie ☆

now this pisses you off even more. why the hell was everything going exactly the opposite of what you wanted.

lee minho was the last person you'd want in your shared dorm room. minho was literally gonna be coming here.

it had been almost 15 minutes since felix left. that means he'd be here anytime soon. before you even get the chance to hang your towel on the back of your chair, someone knocks on the door.

"fuckin minho of all people"

its real frustration at this point. nevertheless you open the door for him. taken aback by the attire he's in.

it was the very first time you'd ever seen him so...put together? dressed up?

what you meant was he was in semi formal attire ; a mixture of badboy or rather biker boy vibes.

"whats up with the outfit" you say, gesturing to him entirely. pointing out the leather jacket he had thrown on. it fitted him well. a bit too well.

the ripped jeans hugged his thighs. thick and muscular. a reminder that he works out and is a dancer.

"do i need a reason to wear what i feel like wearing?"

his cockiness has your fists itching to punch him straight in the nose. he huffs out a deep breath, walking right into the room. as if he owned the place. he had been here a number of times with felix. but it still pissed you off.

"fuck off" you mutter under your breath. closing the door and walking back to your bed.

that is until you see him plopping himself down on your bed. YOUR BED.

"what'd you say?" minho repeats. he has a few raspberries in his hand.

did he carry them all across campus..to eat them here ? you sometimes question his questionable habits and ways of thinking.

"don't feel like telling you" you cock back. placing your hands on your face and sighing.

were you that needy that for some reason his cologne made your breath fasten-

"what's gotten you so..." his voice trails off, beginning to question why you were so irritable. "...hot and bothered."

"i am not hot and bothered so kindly shut up"

you blurt out, blinking at him and thats when you realise.

where had you thrown the vibrator? did you put it back in your hiding spot or was it still in the bathroom...

"this says otherwise." and to your worst nightmare, minho is holding up the toy.

its like your blood runs cold. theres nothing you can say. or do. except go speechless and motionless.

"pretty cheap, don't you think?" observing it so casually. you feel yourself get wetter. his fingers catching it mindlessly.

"s-stop playing around with it" you stutter, suddenly feeling shyer than ever.

minho smirks and you unconciously press your thighs together.

"it doesn't work properly, does it."

switching it on. it buzzes loudly in the silence of the room. its vibrations are hardly anything.

you've had enough and you grab his wrist. pausing in shock when the buzzing becomes louder. you can feel it vibrating.

he presses down on it harder and it nearly vibrates out of his grip.

how had he managed to get it to its highest setting-

"did you cum? or are you just staining your panties right now as we speak." he snorts out, manspreading.

"cause this wasn't even switched on properly"

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you find yourself laying on your back. his hand slithered past the waistband of your pants. pressing it right over your cunt. teasingly moving the rounded tip up and down.

"needy pussy"

he's on top of you. smirking and observing every single change in your expressions.

"min-hho-" squirming under him. your hands flying down to weakly tug on his wrist. eyes struggling to stay focused.

"i must admit. hearing you say my name like that makes me want to see how you'll be if I fuck you"

sadistically keeping his pressure firm. nudging it under your panties.

"you're so much better like this, baby"

minho smirks. chuckling at the way you push yourself deeper into the bed. hips bucking upwards to escape his teasing. its cold when it comes in contact with your clit. the tips of his fingers rubbing into your folds everytime he played around with the toy.

"lee.minho a-ah" you writhe out, voice turning whiny. the familiar sensation builds up. except its more intense than ever.

he purposely turns the setting lower and you whimper in disappointment.

"maybe if i rub this..." pushing the vibrator all over your folds. a breathy gasp escaping his lips at how slicked up your cunt was.

"...or maybe if i touch this soaked cunt" dropping the vibrator and slipping his index finger through your slippery swollen lips.

"shit baby, did i get you this wet." and you know he's going to tease you for days if not months.

"you hate me, d-don't you" you whisper,shooting him a glare when he traces a digit over your clit.

eyes widening and breath quickening with how he maintains eye contact with you. bringing his head down to grunt in your ear. his fingers slapping your pussy meanly.

you whine, gripping his biceps. the leather jacket thrown on the edge of your bed.

"i hate you alright." he whispers, rubbing into your wetness slowly. minho chuckles. "filthy girl. you're throbbing on my fingers"

"i hate you so much that i jerk off to your pictures or that tone you use when you're pissed at me...i hate you to the point I cum so hard just picturing you taking my dick"

you can't control the fluttering feeling. coating his fingers even more so.

"i h-hate you more"

theres no heat in your words. gasping and legs quivering against his thicker thighs. keeping you open, unable to close your legs around his hand.

"hm, you do? tell me how much you hate me, kitten"

"i d-do...f-fuck" eyes rolling back in pleasure. desperately trying to chase your orgasm but he doesn't let you.

"yeah? you hate me so much that you're letting me touch you." minho says, voice going deeper. his ears are a shade of red and his lips parted.

"you're wet and begging for more under me. is that cause you hate me, sweetheart. or is that just you being you"

he quickens his pace. circling hard over your swollen and aching clit.

till you're throwing your hands around his neck. pulling him onto you entirely while you cum. its the hardest you've ever orgasmed.

maybe it was cause it had been so long...or you were sure it was because of him.

"there we go, good kitty" riding your high.

taking you by surprise when he presses a gentle kiss to your cheek. so you push a few strands of hair out of his face. not letting go of him just yet.

"don't call me that" you whisper, struggling to hold in your smile. his lips curve upwards into a subtle smirk. kissing your neck slowly..

"but now that I know you're so pliant, i claim you as one of my cats"

your legs giving in when he gets up. wiping his coated fingers on his jeans. it leaves a wet stain.

"again as I said." you lift your head up, confused.

"this thing is useless!" grabbing the vibrator like he had personal beef with it. flinging it casually somewhere behind you.

"choose me. customize, personal talk, boyfriend material, protection...all in one package, baby"

pointing to himself.

he reaches over to the abandoned raspberries on the counter. walking back to stuff one small red berry in your mouth. smiling when you savour it.

"good kitty"

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"is that minho hyung's jacket you're wearing?" felix' eyes widen. wondering why you were wearing the leather jacket.

"yeah and he told me i could wear it when i meet him for dinner tonight" you reply, lacing your boots up.

"YOU'RE HAVING DINNER WITH HIM?!"

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I wanna be his dinner- GOD HE'S SO ARGHSBSJAKJW HAHAHAHIWHEHSHS

[hanfocus]

🫂📸🥢

[jaiquill]

Imagine Mac always having done Wukongs eyeliner and now that he’s back, well-

I actually wanted to sleep, nvm, this popped into my mind instead and I couldn’t get rid of it.

[finncakes]

what's the play here, beauregard?

[jinikaris]

felix joining hyunjin's instagram live // november 24th, 2024

hyunjin trying to remember the word for quesadilla with felix's help + hyunjin being suddenly rizzed by the australian accent ♡

[mushramoo]

I think they were attached at the hip tbh (also to help those destroyed by my last post, i would say I’m sorry but I will do it again >:)

[kazutora-kurokawa]

Hey! If you don't wanna write this it's fine! But imagine like- girl dad Kazutora but his toddler daughter wears a tiger onesie because she's like 'omg dad likes tigers, so i wanna be one' and cue Kazutora just walking around with a little girl who refuses to take off her tiger onesie 😭🙏

Girl Dad!Kazutora w/ Daughter Who Has a Tiger Onesie

♡ SFW, fluff, fem reader, reader and Tora are married, pregnant!reader ♡

note: ahhh anon it's too cute 🥹😭✨

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🐯 When you took your daughter out for a day of shopping, the last thing you expected was to walk out of the mall with a tiger onesie that was much too long for her, but the little look in her eyes when she handed it to you warmed your heart to no end so you couldn't resist.

🐯 She practically ripped open the bag when you two got home, struggling to walk around as the legs (and tail) of the onesie trailed behind her. Obviously this was a hazard so you did some major sleeve rolling so she wouldn't trip over anything.

🐯 When Kazutora came home from work, he was stunned and excited to see his little princess dressed up as a little tiger. He picked her up and put her on his shoulders, smiling gleefully as he carried her into the kitchen where you were.

"Baby, you didn't tell me you bought a little tiger home." He jokes. "Did you stop by the zoo on your way to the mall?"

🐯 He's absolutely obsessed and already thinking about getting a second tiger onesie for your soon to be son so you can have two little cubs wandering around the house, maybe even have a third baby?

🐯 Is he thinking ahead? Absolutely, but you don't seem to mind so 🤷‍♀️

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[zombiemollusk]

how much fan fiction do u read in order to keep @dear-ao3 running

[thenotsofantasticlifestory]

“Try it now”

You turned the handle of the faucet waiting for the flow of water to run through, but nothing did.

“It’s still not working,” you said.

Kid muttered a curse beside you. The captain was currently down on his hands and knees, head buried under the sink trying, unsuccessfully, to fix the lack of running water in the kitchen.

“Are you sure you know what you’re doing?” You peered down at his back and stifled a grin at the thunk of Kid knocking his head against the cabinet as he crawled out to glare at you.

“Of course I do,” he snapped back. Truth be told, plumbing wasn’t Kid’s specialty but he had a basic enough understanding, and really, how hard could it be compared to the machinery he’s made before?

“I just need another minute,” he said as he crawled back under the sink.

You gave a skeptical hum, “Alright, but if we can’t get this working Killer’s gonna be mad, you know how particular he is about his kitchen.”

“Killer,” Kid grunted as he gave a sharp turn of the wrench to one of the pipes, “will have to deal with it until I figure this out.”

You rolled your eyes when Kid suddenly gave you a sharp kick with his boot.

“Hey! What was that for?!”

“I can practically hear you roll your eyes,” Kid’s voice came from beneath the cabinet, and you had to marvel how he could read you even without seeing you. Crossing your arms you huffed as sounds of clinking and metal echoed from below. After several minutes Kid withdrew himself, hand on the counter as he pulled himself up to sit on his knees.

“Alright try it now.”

You gave a him skeptical look before reaching forward and turning the handle again. To your surprise water began flowing freely and you gasped in excitement.

“See?” Kid planted a hand on his hip, chest puffing, “I told you I had it handled.”

You grinned in response, eyes still on the running water as your hand trailed down to brush through Kid’s hair, “Good boy.”

Kid chokes on his response, a sudden heat crawling across his face at the words and suddenly he’s very aware of his position on his knees looking up at you. You don’t react, rather you didn’t even seem to realize what you’d just said, until Kid’s uncharacteristic silence caught your attention and you looked down at him. Kid was flushed, staring up at you with mixed emotions playing out across his face seemingly frozen in the spot and in that moment, you realized what crossed your lips.

“I mean good job!” you yanked your hand back from his head as if it’d been burned, fighting a flush across your own face while Kid hastily stumbled up muttering a curse as he trips over his own feet.

“I-I said good job!” you reiterated as Kid finally rights himself. His eyes darted around the kitchen, seeming to settle anywhere but you and his face is still beet red but he gives an awkward cough and a nod before agreeing.

“Right, well-just tell Killer his damn sink is fixed,” and with that he turned and marched out of the room awkwardly. Kid practically flees to the safety of his own quarters and when he shuts the door all he can hear is the way you called him a good boy and how annoyed he is when he realized he was getting hard off it. But perhaps what annoyed him even more was how much he wanted to hear you call him that again.

[ohrival1412]

today I offer kaishin doddles, tomorrow who knows (probably just more silly doodles)

[sproutastronaut]

kind of an unusual post but what is usual anyway amiright 💥💥

been brainrotting really hard about @yaelokre 's little world called Meadowlark i find it very unique ALSO you should definitely check their songs out!!!! >:O

+ I've been designing some ocs for meadowlark,,,, been going kinda crazy about these two, their names are Wren and Casper and they're both around 17 years old,,,, designs aren't completely done yet, so stay tuned‼️‼️‼️(trying to find a cute hairstyle to put Casper's hair in if you have any cute braid ideas let me know!!)

[laurenkmyers]

[atomicradiogirl]

band of brothers (2001) part 5 - ‘crossroads’ dir. tom hanks

[nebulaoftheprimes]

Zoomies

Ok, so imagine that Pax was raised out in the Wilds and he was raised by sparkeaters. I have this scene in my head where sparkling Pax is just running from one end of the den to the other and his adopted parents and some of his older siblings are either watching him (making sure he does not injure himself) or continuing to go about daily life (this happens often and there's still work to do). Some of the younger pups are tumbling after him because Big Brother looks like he's having fun and they want to have fun too.

Once he's older and can go outside the den, he runs around the large clearing the pack lives in. Some other pups join him, because

a) it looks like fun

b) they're bored

c) it's good stamina training so the parents approve.

The parents also encourage them to go and run for a few hours because it gets the pups out of the den, it's something productive, and they can get a nice nap in while they run around.

After Orion gets caught by Trion or somebot, he still has the crippling urge to just run. This scared the living Pits out of the archives at first because first of all, WHERE DID THIS FERAL DEMON COME FROM!?!?! Oh, Head Archivist Trion adopted him? Why!?

Secondly, they had thought a big, wild mechanimal had gotten into the Hall because Pax still had his claws which left long thin groves carved into the polished floors. He was also quiet as frag and could easily sneak up on unsuspecting archivists, interns, or innocent readers.

Once Megatronus got comfortable with the fact the yes, Orion genuinely wanted to help his cause even though he came from the high caste, and no, he wasn't going to sabotage it and he really thought Megatronus had the right idea, he would ask Orion to teach him how to move about just as quietly as him. Now I'm not saying Megatronus wasn't quiet already, because he was. It's just that he large even by cybertronain standards and the fact he was taught by civilized macha. Not someone whose survival depended on silent steps, he wasn't trained by somebot who walk freely amoung sparkeaters with no fear. But seriously, Orion could walk on gravel and not make a sound.

Megatronus and the other gladiators wouldn't care that he grew up with any cybertronian's nightmare (second to only Unicron) as family. He ate living creatures for fuel? Yeah, big deal, any miner had to drink engeron from the lines of their dead fellow in the event of a cave-in. He has claws and fangs, and his armor's sharp and pointed? Welcome to Kaon folks. He could easily blend into the shadows and scare someone? Boo-hoo, pay better attention to your surroundings. He liked to climb walls and hang out on the ceiling? Slightly less normal, but at least it was him and not a feral insecticon looking for a meal. If Orion wasn't working, sleeping, or hanging with his (very few) Iaconian friends, you could bet your bottom dollar he was either talking to Megatronus, Soundwave, Barricade, Breakdown, Starscream, talking to some combination of them, planning the next rally, editing Megatronus' poems, speeches, or any of his writing, he was in Kaon.

Because Kaon was much more accepting than Iacon. He didn't have to shrink on himself, making himself as small and unnoticeable as he possibly could in public, while trying not to spook patrons with his armor and claws. He didn't have to talk less to keep his fangs from being seen as often or have to tuck his servos away for fear of someone complaining he might break a datapad or something fragile. In Kaon, people just accepted he was from the Wilds and continued about their day. In Kaon, Orion could catch an electro-dove midflight with his bare denta (something he wouldn't even dream about doing in Iacon), and bots observe, nod in appreciation of a successful hunt, and continue on as Orion would scarf down the bird in two bites. He understands the importance of fresh food, not wasting it like his fellow upper castemates, good for him. The gladiators knew when Orion got his now dubbed 'zoomies' because if you didn't move out of the way, prepare to be a springboard for Orion to bounce off of. He was small, but when that mech built up momentum, he was a fragging force of nature.

As Optimus Prime, he still had the urge to run, to be free. He just put a stopper on his base instincts, shoved them way down, and went on leading. Much to Ratchet's annoyance. The medic had met with Orion through a meeting of the trainees of important political figures, the younglings who were learning under the guidance of their seniors. No one had wanted to talk to him at that meeting, or any of the following meetings so he just sat in a corner and listened. Ratchet keeps noticing that the understudy of Head Archivist Alpha Trion keeps being ignored, walks over to him, and sticks his servo out, saying. "Hey, I'm Ratchet. I'm training to be the OMC of Iacon. Who are you?"

During the beginning of the war, Ratchet made him go out into the crystal spires for a few days, because he was getting jittery, and a jittery Prime isn't idle in a war. One of the more, memorable, times was when he was caught by some Decepticons (Megs was with them too)

Decepticons: *doing recon in the Old Forest [a really old spire forest the Iacon council had nominated as a planetary treasure. Bots would come from all over to stand under its towering crystal trees]*

one vehicon: *raises his servo, stopping the others*

Megs: *over comms* /what is it?/

vehicon: /somethings coming, and fast. We should hide, it might be an Autobot or two/

Decepticons: *hides along the outer edges of the clearing, they breathe a sigh of relief as a zap-deer comes running out of the crystal tree line*

vehicon: that's odd, I could've sworn there were two-

Optimus-fragging-Prime: *also comes barrelling out of tree line; pounces on deer from behind. He manages to clamp his much bigger and sharper jaw around its throat and rips its neck in half. Then processed to gobble it down in a couple minutes*

one vehicon: *stumbles back, and steps on twig*

Op: *freezes and snaps his gaze up; growling. Stops as Megs slowly steps out hands out and open*

Megs: hello old friend

Op: *slowly creeps up to him; sniffs his servo before snorting a turns away, leaving the cleaning*

To be fair, he gets a massive scowling from Ratchet when he goes back to the war front. He shuts down his higher processing power when Ratch kicks him out of society for a few days, so that's why he came up to Megs and didn't shoot.

On Earth, the kids find out, and they (Miko) love the idea of Optimus running up and down the halls when no one's at base. They could also set up a race on an abandoned road for him. Once Op's secret is out, the children, plus Agent Flower and Mrs. Darby, convince everyone to a race. It's simply they will race each other and Optimus until they don't feel like it anymore. Optimus is the last to get tired, so for the next few hours, everyone's just watching Op run back and forth, wearing the biggest smile anyone had seen him with since the start of the war.