#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

[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?

[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 >:)

[thewintersoldier]

Steve Buscemi as Romero SPY KIDS 2: THE ISLAND OF LOST DREAMS (2002) - dir. Robert Rodriguez

[zombiemollusk]

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

[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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[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.

[jinikaris]

[ favourite hyunlix moments ✩₊˚. 1 // ∞ ✧ 2022 music bank 1st place encore ]

[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.