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cousinconnie · 2 years ago

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💿Holo, love!💿 I really love ur content it makes me laugh every time. I'm being tortured by my period cramps rn so could you pls aot boys+girls reaction to y/n having period cramps (it's not essential for them to be in a relationship btw)

Thank you so much in advance - may the inspiration never leave you

I love YOUR content 😭🥰 sorry these were a little late I’m fighting demons rn (Aka ear infection *sobs*)

These can be read as romantic or just best friendship!

AOT Period comfort

Eren-

At first he wouldn’t get it 😐

Mikasa’s periods were always light and he didn’t pay attention to his mom’s periods like that and he’s also a dumb boy, so when he sees you in pain like that he’s like “wtf, get up”

Immediately regrets it if you start tearing up.

You tell him it’s your period and it really hurts and he’s like “ohh 😧 I see 🤔” meanwhile he’s panic texting Mikasa like “help wtf is a midol ‼️”

He has the spirit though, will literally do whatever you ask, treats your period like it’s an unpredictable beast holding you hostage 😭

Mikasa-

Like I said I think she’d have light periods (Ackerman blood 😵‍💫) so she wouldn’t know exactly what to do at first if your cramping really badly, but she’s a quick learner!!

MASSAGE QUEEN she’s so fucking good at it omg.

Makes you drink water non-stop, at the tiniest mention of any sort of pain she’s giving you pain meds. Literally wants to call out of work that week to take care of you 😷

Armin-

PANICS

He knows what to do, like in theory. But the moment he sees you in pain, all knowledge will fly out the window.

Hot water bottles. He owns like 30 of them, they are all yours now.

Any time he sees something online that’s like “this (item) helps with period relief” he panic buys it 😭

Like he knows it might not do anything but what if it does!! He doesn’t want to risk it.

Starts tracking your period for you and warns you when it’s coming up 💀

Sasha-

Probably also has her period 🗿

She’s so clingy so of course you guys have synched 😭 if your cramps are bad expect her to show up to your place with a bunch of foods that are high in vitamins (like bananas and broccoli) and a container of gummy vitamins for you both to share. Like the two of you are just eating banana bread and cheesy broccoli for the whole week.

Jean-

King would treat you like glass at first.

Like obviously you’re in pain so you wouldn’t mind being treated gently but he starts to (almost) take it too far (like gets stressed out if you roll over too fast). He eventually eases up but still doesn’t want you moving around too much. Like he very much doesn’t want to see you in pain. Buys you one of those stuffed animals that you can put in the microwave to help you 🥺

Connie-

He has a younger sister so he’s prepared. Will massage your back 🥰 you guys will be staying in and watching YouTube together. Touch is his love language so be prepared for him to act like your own personal heating pad. Has a note in his phone labeled ‘y/n period things’ so he knows what snacks you like and what you don’t like because he doesn’t want to forget.

Reiner-

Worse than Jean 🗿 will not let you go anywhere like literally you are only allowed to go to the bathroom. The first time he saw to cry because of cramps his heart BROKE and he’s so scared of seeing it again. Has heating pads and pain meds in his house that are only for you (and occasionally Gabi).

Levi-

Is surprisingly chill about it

Like you’d expect him to hate everything that had to do with periods because,,, it’s messy. But he doesn’t care.

If you bring it up to him he tells you period blood is cleaner than dirt. Which he’s correct but also whAT A WEIRD THING TO SAY⁉️⁉️⁉️

He’ll get you whatever you need, even if you just want his company.

(If he sees you cry over a cramp he vaguely wonders if it’s possible to beat up your uterus for doing this to you 🗿)

Hange-

Like Armin I feel like they would panic

Like seeing you cringing and holding your stomach, they’d be like “omg they’re dying?!?”

It turns into you comforting them over it 😐

The next day they come to you and are like “ SO I stayed up all night researching uteruses and periods!! 😄”

Gives you a detailed report.

Now they know EXACTLY what to do, like they can sooth a cramp in seconds it’s actually wild! And they’re really proud of it lmao. Deadass the best person to go to if your period is super painful.

+bonus smau

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aces-to-apples · 2 years ago

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Fascinated by a collection of "facts" given to us by Dragon Age:

(1) The Archdemon needs to be killed by a Grey Warden. This is because (2) if the body of the Archdemon is damaged enough/destroyed then its soul will flee to inhabit the nearest tainted body. If that's a Grey Warden striking the killing blow then (3) the soul of the Archdemon will be destroyed by attempting to overtake the Grey Warden's body because two souls cannot exist in the same body. If it's someone untainted striking the killing blow, then the Archdemon soul will simply move into the nearest darkspawn, which works fine because (4) darkspawn have no souls.

I am fascinated by all of this because like... what the fuck is a soul supposed to be in Dragon Age lol??

Like we literally meet speaking, sentient darkspawn in the game, and not just like the Architect or Corypheus, but run of the mill "awakened" darkspawn like the Withered, the First, the Lost, the Messenger, even the Mother (and according to the wiki there's one called the Prankster?? Lmao good for you bro Iyam having clone trooper feels rn). Like... those are people. Sure, fucked up people, people who no longer remember what it was like before they were darkspawn, but unquestionably they are people. Like is Dragon Age positing that a "soul" is something unrelated to sapience and personhood?

And what about spirits and demons? Like we're told that two souls in one body destroy each other but like what about possession, consensual and otherwise? Do spirits and demons not have souls? Are they not souls??

Like, seriously, look me in the eyes and explain in small words how all these disparate pieces of lore synch up because yo this is not clicking for me.

BioWare, BioWare explain!!!

#dragon age: origins #dragon age: inquisition #dragon age: awakening #da meta #by apples

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bondsmagii · 4 years ago

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ever since i can remember i've had the weirdest prophetic dreams and deja vus. with dreams i sometimes try to write them down when i feel like i won't be able to let it go bc i know as soon as i wake up that it wasn't a normal one. i used to have them quite often when i was younger up until 16 or 18 maybe, so often in fact that i never really felt shocked, only briefly surprised. these days they're less frequent and do startle me. they're a couple minutes long at most but usually just snippets of conversation. sometimes i'll get a certain vibe, even 20 minutes or half an hour before, and my mind cannot rest until the deja vu has come and gone. they're always very clear, someone says the exact words i knew they'd say and they're in the exact position i knew they'd be in etc. what really bugs me is that it's usually such insignificant moments. it's small talk or asking if the trash has been taken out, the dishes done etc.

i normally just wait it out and don't talk in these situations bc i've tried that before twice and the conversation went exactly how i knew it would up until the moment i interjected. both times i spent the rest of the day feeling restless and worried and just wrong. the most vivid one is still my french teacher entering the classroom and saying something and i wrote it down then and there bc i knew i had seen this before. when i came home, i looked through my dream notes and it was the exact same sentence i had written down about half a year earlier.

the most horrible thing about this is a nightmare i had when i was younger: a skinhead intentionally running over my mother with his van in my hometown. this has never happened. we (my parents and brother) have since moved twice and don't even live close to that town anymore and i had that dream about a decade ago. but it was the exact same feeling as all those other prophetic dreams i've had and it still creeps me out. i'm studying abroad rn and my sister still lives in that town with her family and whenever my parents go to visit her i get so anxious. i tell my mother everything about my deja vus but this one i couldn't until years later. and i never wrote it down either bc it's just so horrible but i remember it just as vividly as the teacher one.

anyway i hadn't had any deja vus for a while until a few months ago and now I'm thinking about this again, thanks for letting me vent

this is something that I’ve heard about a few times, actually. once or twice seems to be relatively normal -- even a broken clock is right twice a day, so if you dream often it’s likely that occasionally events will synch up. this is especially true in most cases as the conversations “predicted” by the dream are often common or basic ones, with a high likelihood or occurring in day to day life, so really it’s inevitable.

obviously what you have going on is much more than that, but it’s something I’ve also heard about and experienced myself to some extent. I’ve had several highly specific dreams that have come true, but the strangest thing is the waking deja vu. like you, I can follow along with the conversation one or two replies ahead of everyone else, and if I interject or say anything other than my “prescribed line”, I suppose, everything feels very strange. once I experimented with it and said something other than what I “should”, and the people I was talking with stopped and looked at me with obvious confusion before the person just repeated what they’d just said. I said was I was “supposed” to say, and the conversation immediately progressed as normal, in the way I knew it should. it was so eerie.

another time I didn’t realise I wasn’t alone in a room and I was saying everything along with the live news anchor at the same time, with the same inflection and everything. I turned around to find myself being met by several startled expressions. I have no idea what they might have made of that, but it was the same thing -- an overwhelming sense of deja vu, and then simply knowing what the news anchor was going to say.

I shouldn’t worry too much about your mother, though. life isn’t a static thing. every decision we make has an effect into the future, sometimes far longer than we might think. it could be that at the time of the dream such a thing was a risk, but as life has progressed, that direction is no longer viable. you should definitely keep a record of these dreams, though -- both for yourself, and for potential research. this is something that we really don’t understand, and first-hand accounts are very important for working out if there’s something to it.

#statements #anon #asks

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purpleboyhowonee · 5 years ago

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ifnt videos you were close to forgetting

I’m bringing them all back. (pt.1) (pt.2) (pt.3). honestly. i miss the mess.

enjoy and idk, leave a mssg in my inbox w/ your fave vid so we can gush abt ifnt im off work for a month so im not busy rn obviously so doing this passed time

rolLer CoasteRRR

leader’s kakao talk profile pic?

how to pose

drunk?

chaotic chaos

vita-what?

how not to make friends nwh

delicious?

o yeh luv u sweet gurl

bf material

byE byE baby gudBYE

99.9% synch but slightly not really

queen rapper LSY

s l a p dat ass

sungkyu’s stalker

insurance fraud

hearts

jfc ifnt f kill me

aegyo masters(?)

sweet gramps

he just wanted love

sungjong can kill it whenever

who knew clark kent was in infinite

that one time i wasnt ready

summer = woohyun

award winning kdrama (feat lsy & ksk)

blessed by acoustics

disappearance of leader kim

you’re never supposed to forget this clip

blessed by acoustics pt 2

that time sungkyu messed up lyrics to back and the rest laughed too hard

ctrl c + ctrl v sungjong

caterpiLLar

daily reminder that sungjong can kill it whenever

chaser but just sungkyu struggling

ifnt and inspirits messing up together bc teamwork makes the dream work

do not forget one of the greatest tracks e v e r

y o u raaiiisEEE mEEE UPPPPP

he did a run (and got gold)

press f to pay respects

infinite f pre-debut stage

best part of woollim building

why tho

free stripfest

literal street fighter?

new (shy) member of aoa

i think the rest of ifnt just drains sungkyu’s energy

m e s s

talent

the best

the greatest

the shookest

my favorite group

i miss yall

wow it got long my b

#infinite #sungkyu #dongwoo #woohyun #sungyeol #myungsoo #sungjong #howon #hoya #he in these links somewhere #kpop #inspirit #inspirits only

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finn-ray-nal-beads · 4 years ago

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Ok, but tell me about the first night with your three AU assholes. How do they hit on you? Do they have a pick up line? How do they convince you that they’re the shit? Then, how do they keep you coming back for more?

@safarigirlsp , OF COURSE, YOU COME IN WITH THIS HOT ASS GARBAGE RN AND I LOVE EVERY BIT OF IT BITCH!

OUR FIRST NIGHT WITH CAPTAIN BLOWHOLE AND HIS BAND OF BUCCANEERS:

of course, finds our slutty asses at some backwoods brothel, and our tits are hiked up to high heaven and we look like we’re askin’ for a good time from anyone we can get our hands-on. He’s not as forward as you’d think he would be, staring us down with his iron-clad gaze from across the bar, taking our movements as our tits struggle in that corset he so badly wants to tear off us in front of God and everyone watching. He finally gets the courage after the 6th man has been turned down by you and their advances, gulps down his liquid courage, adjusts his cap, and stands to his full height to waltz over to you.

“Hey there sailor,” you notice out of the corner of your eye, “lookin’ for a good time?”

“Depends on what you can offer lil’ lady,” he smirks at your forwardness.

“What I can offer huh?” you chuckle at the thought, “last time I checked, you were the one who approached me, sir. So, I should be asking you what your plans are with a lil’ fragile thing like myself.”

He smacked his lips together, bringing a hand to your synched waist and lowering his face to your ear, “careful there honey, you know you’re speaking to a captain.”

You shudder at the deep richness in his tone, but gathered yourself to comment back, “you’re not the first captain to storm my shores. What makes you so damn special?”

He lifted his head to loom over you like a child being scolded by their parents, bringing his hand up to your throat, clasping the delicate skin just enough to make you moan out, “oh little whore,” he marveled at your mewls, “once I’ve run aground through you, you’ll never want your lil’ hole pillaged by any other sailor. Swear to Davey Jones himself,” letting the grip go as you gasped, clutching your tits as if he’d already ravished you.

“What do ya say, lil’ lady... you wanna right my main mast or settle for deck swabbers the rest of your miserable life?” extending a hand out waiting for yours to land in it.

Of course, you’d take it and never look back. And of course, he had the biggest and best dick on the entire ocean to which you begged for every second of the day and he gave you on cue whenever you damn well wanted it.

NOW ONTO OUR FIRST NIGHT WITH THIS IS SPARTA AND HIS SEXY ASS BULLSHIT:

Since this is ancient Roman times, our first night together was our wedding night. You and he were betrothed by your parents and offered to the most powerful warrior in the village as a prize. You weren’t courted by him due to the fact that he was busy fighting in wars as well as he really didn’t have to win your ass over for any reason. You were his no matter what and your purpose to him was merely a vessel for his seed.

But when he caught a glimpse of the beauty, the regality, and the poise you emanated, he fell head over fuckin’ heels. The second the marriage was sealed, he decided he was going to try. Try to make you love him, to pine for him, to beg for his cock like he desperately wanted. The reception was full of fine food and drink, coupled with tons of conversation amongst the warriors and the senators present for the nuptials. Flip noticed your uncomfortable behaviors towards a certain member of the senate when he was advancing himself onto you. He barreled over in an instant, barring the man from getting any further with his new wife, warning him of the consequences if he did lay a finger on you. Upon his departure, Flip turned to you, putting both hands on your cheeks, “are you alright my dove?” he cooed as if you’d both been together for centuries.

“Y-yes,” you froze in shock at his tenderness, “thank you,” bringing your hands slowly up to caress his calloused ones.

“Good,” he mused, smiling and bringing you into his body by your waist, “I will never leave your side, my love. I will always protect you.”

You nodded, slightly embarrassed about your damsel in distress behavior, but secretly thanking the gods for picking a man who seemed to care about you.

The rest of the night was full of love and laughter, and of course, Flip never leaving your side no matter what was happening.

“Would you accompany me to our quarters?” he whispered in your ear as you gazed at the dancers performing a ritual before the both of you.

You looked to him, and nodded, kissing his cheek as he lifted you in a bridal carry towards your marital home and bed. From that moment on, you fell head over heels for your warrior, only wanting to please him in the best ways possible and provide him with everything you could.

AND LASTLY OUR FIRST NIGHT WITH HUCKLEBERRY AND HIS BULLSHIT:

Cowboy Flip wasn’t one to really be into the women-folk. He stuck to his guns, working as a ranch hand and putting in a good day from sun up to sun down no matter what. So, finding him at a bar or brothel was few and far between. He recently answered an ad from a local farmer looking for a reputable rancher who could deal with wild horses being tamed as well as had ranch hand experience. Flip of course jumped at the opportunity to break a Philly or two and rode out to the old man’s farm.

He was put to back-breaking work, hauling hay, feedin’ hogs, harvesting crops, bringin’ round the cows, takin’ care of the horses, and stock. The labor was grunt work to which he didn’t appreciate, and he was thinkin’ about quittin’ it all together... but then, he caught a glimpse of the farmer’s daughter... which happened to be you.

You’d just come home from a journey with your mother, lookin’ all kinds of cowgirl pretty. Flip was speechless, removing his hat and nodding with his mouth gaping open like a codfish.

“H-howdy there ma’am,” he managed to put together as you approached the stable he’d was leanin’ on.

“Well howdy there to you too, cowboy,” you smiled at him, picking up a saddle from the ground to take to your horse inside, “name’s Y/N. Daddy told me he’d hired a new ranch hand.”

“Y-yeah,” he said, following you like a lost puppy.

“Well you ain’t too bad lookin’ either,” you chuckled, takin’ in the bulge becoming ever more present in his Wranglers.

“Ya like what ya see cowgirl?” he noticed your wanderin’ eyes, regaining control after his gawking.

“Well, I can’t say I hate lookin’,” you smile back up at him, biting your lips as you drop the saddle on the hay.

“What’s a man got to offer a lil’ lady like myself huh?” crossing your arms to stand your ground.

“Oh darlin’,” he smirked, moving closer to you, hats touching each other, “I’m your fuckin’ Huckleberry,” grabbing your belt buckle to pull you into a searing kiss.

And we all know how kinky this man gets in the good ol’ Wild West... if not, then refer back to the threads from the last few weeks... they’re interesting to say the least.... 👀🤤😂

I FUCKIN HATE HOW BADLY THESE MEN LIVE IN MY MIND AND ITS ALL YOUR FAULT BITCH!😂🖤

#i blacked out again #shannon what are you doing to me #i can’t even #he’s captain blowhole #this is sparta #i’m your huckleberry #pirate!flip #warrior flip au #cowboy flip au

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wetwellie · 5 years ago

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Your Name AU

(because i’ve seen this movie a bajillion times and it makes me feel things and i am FEELING THINGS about zimbits rn) (It probably won’t work, but i’m gonna make it work)

Bitty is a guy who is trying to peacefully spend his last summer before heading off to college in peace.

He spends his days working his part time job at his Aunt’s produce stand.

and Baking

and playing club hockey twice a week

Fairly peaceful

and...boring as hell

Until the dreams start

Jack has just started his third year at Samwell university

he’s still broken

still anxious

still the “golden boy” --even if he doesn’t feel like hes polished and shining

but he’s making do

and making friends

just a year or two left until

until what?

graduation? getting signed?

wasting away?

Jack doesn’t know. But he’s resigned to focus on hockey and let the rest of the world pass him by

Until the dreams start

Jack wakes up and it’s too hot

He shifts to get out of bed and finds that the covers he is tearing away from his body

are not his

or Shitty’s

or any of his roommates’

also. uh

those skinny legs and short shorts are not his

his hands look different too

and his face feels different

and the voice that calls to him from downstairs is not one he knows

huh

well

weird dream

hope it’s over soon

Bitty goes downstairs to eat the next day

His parents are both fairly silent

“I see you got over whatever mood you were in yesterday, young man”

“mood?”

“it doesn’t matter.”

That’s all he gets out of them

When he drives to the produce stand his cousins run up to him smiling

“I see that you actually remembered how to drive that thing”

“What?” says Bitty

“yesterday you were all over the place. almost knocked over the stand. if you were anyone else I’d think you were drunk”

“Aunt Judy figures you might have been possessed” the other cousin says

“With a fit of stupidity”

“I honestly have no idea what you’re talking about” Bitty says

“It doesn’t matter. Just don’t ‘get lost’ or forget ‘how to drive stick’ again, Dicky” she says using finger quotes

Later in the day, Suzanne asks Bitty if he’s really feeling ok.

She was really worried about yesterday’s behavior

Bitty replies that , despite evidence on the contrary, he feels normal

They finish up some jars of jam and Bitty returns to his room for the night

There is where he finds it

Tucked under his pillow there is a note in scratchy handwriting

“Who are you?”

Bitty wakes up cold, in a bed that is too big for him

an alarm he doesn’t remember setting, or ever having, is blaring next to him

he looks to see the time

4:30 am

oh.

hell no

bitty gets up to unplug the dream alarm clock, and returns to sleep

Bitty wakes up 6 hours later with another man coming into bed with him

This man is naked

and moustached

one of those dreams? huh

never would he dream about this kind of guy though

because this guy doesn’t crawl into bed, like he thought

he wraps bitty in a burrito made out of comforters and yanks him onto the floor

“I know you needed to a break, but let the coaches know before you sleep through morning practice like that”

“practice?”

“yeah. and you’re lucky that I’m waking you up in time to go to your 11am.”

“but it’s summer”

naked moustache man just looks at him and rolls his eyes

“we’ll grab lunch after class”

“Wait!”

“What”

“...where is my class?”

Jack wakes up the next day

and is dragged to the doctor to test for a possible concussion

“the things you were saying and doing yesterday were crazy”

“you skipped morning practice”

“After class you threw down your notes and said you’d never major in History”

“You baked seven as an apology for skipping morning practice”

“And then you dropped into fetal position in afternoon practice when Ollie was about to check you”

“And you took, i don’t know, 7000 selfies of yourself and called yourself handsome”

“have you ever taken a selfie before in your life?”

jack just shakes his head

“yeah. like i said you’re getting checked for a concussion”

Did I hit my head? , Jack asks

“no. but it can’t be” Shitty pauses “It wouldn’t be your other thing would it?”

I don’t think so he says.

Jack has never really had memory problems. and his anxiety and panic never particularly affected him in the way described

faintly, he recalls a young boy at one of his games right before the draft, voice broken as he says “Jack, don’t you remember me?”

it leaves his mind as quickly as it entered

because he had bigger problems to figure out

namely how he had new entries on the journal on his phone

it was a summary of all of the things that “Jack” did the previous day

“Thanks for a long day of being a Big Shot on campus, handsome!”

signed Eric

Eric??

Who the hell is Eric?

it happens again

Jack spends a day as bitty

and Bitty spends a day as Jack

and they wake up not remembering too much about what happens

the only thing that cements that it’s not just a weird dream is that

well...real life consequences

Jack becomes a lot more...spinny and less up for contact when he plays hockey

and ends up enjoying time with his teammates a lot more

and has a huge country dialect now

and one time someone came up to him speaking french and jack had no idea what was going on???

and he smiles sometimes???

and at the end of the day he’s almost always on his phone typing away

Bitty is able to kick ass into gear with hockey

but can’t bake worth shit

honestly, suzanne hasn’t seen anything of that quality since bitty was seven

AND he had to check a recipe

also, he’s started to bike to work

driving stick is impossible

he’s very serious on some days

he spends his evenings watching history documentaries and writing in a journal

Well. It seems like this is just gonna be life for a while, they both figure

best set up some rules

Bitty, as Jack, is NOT ALLOWED TO DITCH CLASSES

no use of the word y’all

no beyonce

no short shorts

don’t drop like a brick when someone comes to check you

seriously Eric it’s fine

Eric it’s my body that would get hurt don’t worry

also please don’t drink or use drugs in my body

it’s a long story but again

it’s my body

Jack-as-Bitty is asked to be polite to his friends and customers

and please never bake anything ever

don’t leave the house dressed like some weird clothing outlet exploded

if you yell at my teammates i swear to god, mr. zimmermann.

don’t disrespect senor bun

or anyone

stop frowning so much, even Coach has asked me about it and i don’t know what to say

don’t watch stuff on my netflix account. your history documentaries are messing up my recommendations

Despite the rules

They find ways to keep bothering each other

But also trying to make each other better

As captains of each others teams, both teams are able to benefit from their guidance

Bitty’s team gets a lot stronger technically

but kind of hate how much of a hardass Bitty is 3 times a week

The SMH is more in synch with each other than ever

and Bitty is able to help out a lot more

But Jack ends up having to put a lot of money in the sin bin for

‘acting off’

Jack is very upset to find a picture of himself in the swallow, sitting on the roof of the Haus shirtless and wearing short shorts chilling

what the fuck Eric

But they get a little routine down, and nothing changes except for minor nuisances

so whatever

It all works good until one day, while Jack and Suzanne are bonding over making jam, Suzanne looks Jack right in the eyes and says

“oh...you’re not my dicky. you’re dreaming aren’t you?”

Jack snaps awake in his bed

not Eric’s bed. His bed

Huh. weird.

He goes to check his phone and of course, there is a long journal entry left over from the day he didn’t get

It’s all mostly ok until he gets to the end

“It looks like your first big hockey game is tomorrow night! Be sure to have fun. Enjoy it!”

“There’s a comet tonight for me. I’ll take lots of pictures so that you can see it next time we ...do whatever we do”

Jack and the SMH win the game. and he actually tries to have fun. but the only person he wants to celebrate with is

well

he’s in georgia

bUT

Jack has a phone

He dials bitty’s cellphone number that has been saved in his contact

his heart is beating quite fast.

and then he hears

“We’re sorry. The number you have dialed is no longer in service”

Jack stops switching after that

He should be relieved. overjoyed

but he’s not

he doesn’t miss the humidity

or the dirt roads

or the bugs

but he does miss something

and he’s forgetting all about it

so he tries searching online for the town

the town he can’t remember the name of

he doesn’t want to forget, so he starts drawing sketches of what he remembers

they’re not bad

pretty darn good, even

Not as good as Lardo’s, but she’s still abroad

He tries to call Eric’s number a couple more times. He gets the same results

Jack can’t take it anymore

During the winter break, Jack flies down to Georgia for a weekend, rents a car, and drives himself in the general area he remembers the town

he stops locals and shows them sketches

“is there any town nearby that looks like this?”

they all respond in the negative

he does this for hours

the sun is starting to set when he resigns to give up

he pulls into a diner in the town he’s in, orders, and looks at his sketches again

maybe it’s possible that the town isn’t...even real?

it really could have just been his dreams

that is what he thinks when the server returns with some water

“Hey. that’s a pretty good picture of Godfrey”

“Godfrey?”

“Yeah. I grew up there.” he says looking a bit sad

“Can you tell me how to get there?”

The server pauses and gives Jack a mourned, but puzzled look “ it was about a 15 minute drive from here but-”

“it was?”

“you didn’t hear about what happened?”

Jack shakes his head.

“If you don’t mind,I’ll take you to it after you finish your dinner”

It’s all gone.

Oh God.

Everything from the small ice cream shop to the old creek where Bitty’s cousins would hang around

It’s all rubble

and mounds of dirt

Literal miles

Jack can’t breathe

he can’t

breathe

just breathe

just

breat--

#au #a shitty au #omgcp #check please #it's really nothing like the story except for the couple of major plot points #because honestly how could i bring in ancient forgotten japanese concepts into an american context #fic #wipitgood

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shaekingshitup · 5 years ago

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Stay Grounded (Grindin Pt 2)

A/N: Writing this was a battle but I learned some things so it’s cool. Definitely don’t plan on anymore stories with these two. I don’t think I like Reader Inserts rn. But hey, he came back! If I told you I’d tag you and I didn’t I’m sorry. Idk a good method of actually keeping a taglist yet. D: This has been chillin in my drafts. Hopefully, you like it. Honestly, just thanks for reading! 💕

Word Count: 3.8k-ish but I swear it feels like 500 plot wise

Part 1

“Thanks Paul. I’ll see you next week,” you said as you placed one of your favorite regular’s drink on the counter.

“Bye Y/N” he called out on his way towards the exit. You checked in with your staff to make sure that they were doing okay. You weren’t an overbearing owner. You trained employees whom were competent and that you trusted to carry on your business when you weren’t there. But, you did your best to make yourself available to stop in when you knew your crew would be busiest. Plus, Grindin was your baby. You could never stay away for too long.

GRINDIN chimed out as another patron came in. You looked up to greet whomever it was with a smile.

“Michaela! Hey girl. Long time no see.” you greeted

“I know. I was honeymooning with my baaa-by,” she sang moving her goddess braids so that they were behind her back and making sure her diamond ring was on full display.

“YAS! Girl, I am so happy for you and Jon. I hope you two had a wonderful time. I see you over there Mrs. Kirk. Are you getting your usual today?” you asked.

“Girl, you don’t know the HALF of it. My boss paid for da baby and me to go on an all expenses trip to Bahamas,” you widened your eyes at this. You can’t even remember your last real vacation. “Originally we were just going to spend a weekend away in San Diego. But, he surprised us with a week long paid vacation to the one place Jon and I truly wanted to visit. I can’t quit smiling.” she sighed with one of the brightest smiles you’d ever seen on someone. You couldn’t help but smile back. “But anywho, I’m not here for the usual actually. My boss just got back to the country from some away business as well and I guess his time away switched up his tastebuds. He’s going to take a large Brew Thang and I’ll stick with my usual small, hot Bad n Brewjie with whipped cream.”

“Absolutely girl. Comin’ right up,” Michaela handed over the business card to pay and afterwards you transitioned over to the bar to start on the drinks.It was clear that Michaela had more to say. You could see it in her body language that she was holding on to something that she needed to spill.

“Somethin’ on your mind sis? Gone ahead and spit it out.” you assured her.

“What’re you doing tonight?” she asked out of the blue.

“I’ve got a lil date tonight. Why do you ask?”

“Wait. Sis, you got a nigga?” Michaela whispered quite loudly as she raised her left eyebrow. That got you a few glances from some people working at the countertop. You were certain that the one with headphones in had heard her loud ass too. She could be really nosey sometimes but you still appreciated her presence and her business whenever she stopped in.

“Hahaha. Not at the moment. It’s a date with myself because I deserve to eat well and be treated right -even if I’m the only one treating. Why? What’s happening tonight?” you asked trying not to reveal too much of your intrigue. Sure you had plans but if the offer was right, you could bend em.

“ Okay. So, my boss actually asked me to invite you to dinner tonight at The Liftoff because-“

“The Liftoff? Wait, who the hell is your boss? fucking President Barack Obama?” you damn near yelped as you stared at her with your eyebrows reaching the ceiling. In order to get into The Liftoff you had to have money. Not just a lil cheddar. But BIG BANK! More than that you had to have clout. If you didn’t have someone invite you, you were never getting in. Many people hadn’t even heard of it- you happened to have a few wealthy and loyal customers stop in every now and then and had overheard them discussing it once.

“His name is Erik. I’m not sure if you remember him but I guess he was in here a few weeks ago,”

2 weeks and 3 days ago sis. But hey, who’s counting? You thought.

“That was when I was out for my wedding. I guess it was a good thing too.”

Aloud, you feigned delayed recognition “Oh yeaahhh. Yeah, I remember him stopping in”

“He was planning on picking you up tonight at six to go to dinner and finish up where y’all left off..” she trailed and left the floor for you. She was not so subtly implying that you two had started something and she was all ears.

“Well, sis. You can let Mr. Erik know that I’m unavailable for the evening. And if he wants to see me, Imma need him to come in here and ask me himself,” you said placing both drinks on the countertop.

“You playing hard to get sis?” she countered.

“I’m not playing anything. I have standards and I know my worth through and through. If he can’t come ask me face to face himself, then the answer will forever be no.”

Michaela was shocked by your response but managed to get out “I’ll be certain to relay the message.” As she made her exit, she turned back to you. “I respect you sis. A lot of females see a nigga like him and are ready to hop over the counter at one of his slick ass lines. You’re bout to give him a run for his money- and he got plenty!” she cackled. With that she left and left you alone with your thoughts.

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When you made it back to your place, it was time for a shower. The smell of coffee was one of your personal tell-tales signs of how long you’d spent at your shop to make sure everything was in order. Right now, the scent was permeating around you. It had been stated on more than one occasion that you were a workaholic. You simply cared about your baby and wanted to make sure that you gave the best back to the city that raised you. So, it was always hard to establish boundaries for when you had to tend to yourself rather than Grindin. But today was your day.

The second you opened the door, you started shedding your clothes as if they were contaminated. You loved walking around your condo bare ass naked- without a care in the world as to who did or did not see you in all your glory. You adjusted your A/C to a crisp 68 degrees and headed to your bathroom to start your water. Grabbing your phone, you put on a fun playlist to dance to a little. Kiana Ledé’s “Bouncin” started playing out of your waterproof speaker and you hopped in to wash the morning away and bounce a little yourself. The rest of the day was going to be a self-care day. You had it all planned out. First, shower. Next, nap. Then, you planned on putting on a little makeup, serving looks with your latest fit, doing some shopping and then you’d take yourself to dinner. You made sure to do this at least once a month with yourself. Sometimes people would see you dressed to impressed and they’d take pity on you for being alone. But that wasn’t how you saw it at all and you let them know it. Whenever anyone gave you sad eyes or took it upon themselves to join you on your night out, you let them know that this was your intended personal time and that you weren’t crumbled or broken by not having someone to sit across from you.

Obviously, there were times you really wished that someone would take it upon themselves to treat you so you didn’t have to do it yourself. But, on these nights you made sure to be appreciative of who you were whether there was an admirer to acknowledge this or not. Your mind drifted over these things as you hopped out the shower and moisturized your body from head to toe.

Shower ✅

You re-entered your room and buried yourself beneath your covers. The silk sheets had been calling out your name since you’d step foot inside and you were done denying them their request. It was time for that nap. 💤💤😴

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FRESH OUT THE BOX

STOP, LOCK AND WATCH

READY YET, GET SET

IT’S AALL THAT!

called out from your bedside dresser as you stretched out your limbs and tried to reach out for the phone.

OHHHHHH, OH, OHHHHHHHHHHHHH

THIS IS ALL THAT!

THIS IS ALLL THAT!

“Fuck it,” you said as you hopped out the bed and began your performance. You grabbed your phone and used it as your mic as your bedroom became your stage.

Check it, check it, check it

Now this is just an introduction

Before I blow your mind

The show is All of That and yes we do it all the time

So sit your booty on the floor or in a chair

Ground or in the air

Just don’t go no-where!

You gave it all you had for the full 1 minute and 6 seconds only ceasing when the alarm tune was starting over from the top. Dancing was one of your favorite ways to wake up. It made you feel more alive and ready to conquer the rest of your day.

Nap ✅

You meander over to the kitchen to grab a banana and some cranberry juice before tossing on an oversized t-shirt and sitting in front of your vanity. Next on your list was makeup. You synched your phone’s bluetooth to your mirror and played your Self Love playlist to sing along to. You planned on applying a light beat and wanted to make sure you did so without getting any makeup on your body. Makeup was not your forté by any means but you loved to play a little and were able to copy all the simple tutorials. Today that mean browns all around. You dabbed on some foundation and two brown eye shadows, one that was subtle and another with more shimmer to compliment your natural glow. A little black eyeliner, mascara and nude lip gloss to bring it all together.

Makeup ✅

The fit for the evening was on point if you did say so yourself. A little casual but alluring nevertheless.

Jade green bottoms which accentuated your curves with a cream colored long sleeve shirt that had a very deep v cut. You were really playin into your sexy side for the evening and it made you feel bold and dangerous.

You went with rose gold accessories to compliment your brown skin and eyes. Your watch and lock necklace were simple but altogether the look had you feelin like you were an 11/10 and that was the goal. You always wanted to remember that you were desired-even if only by yourself. You removed your phone from the charger, responding to a quick text from Lu about your plans for the evening and when you’d be available, disconnected your music from the bluetooth mirror and headed to your front door to put on your heels.

Serve these fuckin looks ✅

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You were on your fourth store and your Gummy Bear smoothie was all but gone. Thus far nothing was really speaking to you. You’d purchased some accessories and saw a lot of cute clothing items but nothing that was significant enough to bring home. Your shopping rule was : “If you don’t love it in the store, you won’t love it at home,”. You exited the boutique and made your way to the escalator ascending to the second level where you parked your car. You reached for your phone as it vibrated in your back pocket. Glancing at the screen you saw that it was Ray who was reaching out.

“Hey Ray J!” you laughed at the nickname he despised. His one wish was that you would stop calling him that.

“Y/N where are you?” he sounded concerned. He hadn’t even yelled at you for using the nickname that he couldn’t stand.

“I’m leaving the mall. What’s wrong?”

“Jaime had a family emergency and can’t close tonight. Eve is there but she’s still new you know. He had to leave and no one else is available to come in for him and close,” he said.

“Really? No Sherell, Chris or Rico?”

“No. None of them can make it. I would go in but I’m in Frisco right now. I know it’s your date night and I hate to do this. But, do you think you can close up?”

“Yeah.” you sighed, “Yeah, I can make it. It’s almost quitting time anyways. Plus I’m hella closer than you are. But just know you owe me! If you took your ass across the bridge on a whim, the dick better be good! ”

“Trust me boo it will be and I got you next time!”

“Yeah, whatever.” You hung up and wondered why the hell Ray decided to go to San Francisco on a whim when he was scheduled to be back up in case anything went awry for the evening. That was the whole purpose of the schedule that the two of you created. This was a perfect example of something unexpected occurring and yet he was M.I.A. You pondered these thoughts as you headed to your car and headed back towards your shop. You made sure to call and cancel your dinner reservation because that definitely wasn’t happening anymore.

Thank God I always keep a change of clothes at work you thought, cringing about how awkward it would be to slang coffee with your titties on full display considering you’d forgone a bra for the evening.

When you pulled up it was 6:30. The shop closed at 8 tonight so you had half an hour before you began pre-close. You walked in and scurried to the back to change into a merch sweater which read “Stay Grounded and some black leggings.

Eve was holding it down as best as she could. But it was evident that she was stressed.

“Hey, I’ll take the bar. You go ahead and ring em up, okay?” you offered.

She sighed and released a lot of the tension in her shoulders. “Okay.”

There were already 4 drinks waiting to be made. So, you got to work.

“Sorry your first night shift has been a bit of a whirlwind,” you told her once it had slowed down a bit. It was 6:58 and you didn’t anticipate there being too much of a let up. “Do you have your pre-close list with you?”

“Yeah. I was going to do the final bathroom check.”

“Great! Go ahead and get started. I’ll do most of the behind the counter stuff tonight. You focus on the customer areas. I may call you if orders get crazy,”

“Sounds like a plan boss!”

“Y/N!” you corrected.

Customers trickled in throughout the last hour. But when 7:45 came around and they saw that you were already cleaning up shop, most of them started to pack up their things and go. By 7:56 you were ecstatic. Everyone was gone. You just had to lock the door and then you could count money and tips, do a final sweep and mop and head out the shop. At least that was the plan, until you heard GRINDIN chime throughout the store at 7:58 P.M. You rolled your eyes. Unfortunately, this was no new occurrence to you. Customers were notorious for getting their final fix in the last few minutes before you closed up. Most of the time it didn’t bother you. But tonight, you were hungry and jaded that your plans for the evening had changed.

“Welcome! I just want to let you know that we will be closing in just a couple minutes here,” you called out without looking up as you wiped down the counter, “Let me know if you have any questions.”

“Yeah I got one.” the timber of his voice compelled you to stop and give him your full attention. You looked up to see Erik, dressed in a slightly less formal ensemble than when you’d first met.

He adorned a pair of dark trousers, a white button up shirt with polka dots and suede loafers. But, he still looked so..

“Delicious?” he asked.

Hol’ up. First he’s Barack and now he reads minds too?

“I’m sorry” you say trying and failing to hide your flustered nature. “What was that?”

He smirked. “It’s okay baby girl. I’m sure you got a lot to take in with your day and all,” he stated as he took a few steps forward which didn’t help to alleviate your confused state at all. “I said since you took the time to introduce me to something new. I haven’t been able to get you off my mind. How about tonight it’s my turn to show you something delicious?”

Your reaction came as if you were on auto-pilot.

“I would love to but I’m barely closing up shop. By the time I count the drawer and we find a restaurant and actually place an order it’ll be pretty late. You shouldn’t hold off on dinner on account of me,” you said.

Erik kissed his teeth. “Yo workaholic ass don’t know how to say ‘no’ to anyone who wanna show you a good time, do you?” It must have been a rhetorical question because he went on, “Gone ahead and finish up closing your shop. When you done, meet me in the back.”

“Hold on. I

“Aht- aht- aht. This is no longer an option. This is the game plan. Close up, freshen up into some non-coffee gear and meet me out back. I’ll be there.” he said sternly and with that, he left.

Eve came out from the back of the shop with a broom in hand. You stood there frozen for a moment.

Did this negro just boss me around? In my own damn shop?? You thought.

Yes. Yes. He did sis. And you liked it so shut up and close up!

You locked the front door to bar anyone else from coming in and started counting the drawer. By the time you were done, Eve had swept, mopped the front and turned on the fans to help the floor dry quickly.

“Great job tonight Eve! I’m sure in the future it won’t be as.. disruptive. Either way, you killed it.”

“Thanks Y/N did you need me to stay or-?”

“Uh-uh. Go ahead sis!”. The second you locked the door behind her. You dashed to the restroom to freshen up and put on your clothes from earlier in the day. You rolled on some perfume and reapplied your gloss before you hit all the lights, locked the door, set the alarm and circled around the back of the shop.

When you got there, you came to a full stop and your jaw dropped. It was gorgeous. The back lot of the shop was decorated in lights throughout the trees. In the center there was a table for two, a whole ass waiter and was that music? You glanced around to find that tucked away in the corner there was indeed a harpist playing beautiful melodies.

“Damn girl and I thought I was going to surprise you with my view,” Erik said as you turned around to face him. He was holding a single purple daisy- which just happened to be your favorite flower. He placed it in your hands and pulled out your chair for you to have a seat.

“How? How did you do all of this and how did you know this was my favorite flower?” you asked with an expression of bewilderment taking over your features.

“I promise I’ll explain alldat baby girl. But first, I need to say I’m sorry”. This surprised you. You’d spent less than an hour in this man’s presence but he already didn’t strike you as the apologetic type.You placed your flower on the table and gave a nod of your head for him to go on. “When I met you a few weeks back. I meant to ask yo fine ass out right then and there. Unfortunately, that call that I got was urgent and it needed me to leave the country immediately,”. He finished.

“Oh my. Is everything alright?” you asked

“It is now. I handled it as I always do,” he stated with a conceited grin, “That’s why I came back to ask you out. I don’t leave anything unfinished.”

“Last time I checked this wasn’t an option. You didn’t ask nothin” He chuckled at that. The waiter came over at that moment to introduce himself, present the menu and fill up your water. He didn’t need to explain anything because there weren’t options on it. It was simply an itinerary for what your palette could expect. Appetizer, Entree, Dessert. They were all your favorites with a subtle twist. You were impresed. The menu was elegantly done and it looked fly as hell. You might have to keep a copy to give to Lu for inspiration.

“Well, actually I did,” Erik began when Duke, the waiter made his exit, “I was in earlier to ask yo stubborn ass-”

“You got one more time to talk about my ass before this becomes a solo event,” you interjected.

“Aight, bet. We can take a pause on that ass for now,” he smirked, “I was in earlier to ask you to dinner face to face, but yo people told me that you were unavailable for the evening. So, we made a few changes to make you available.”

“You what?”

“I paid ya mans Jaime a few bills to take the night off. Ray and Lulu was already on board,” you glanced down at the menu of our favorite foods again, “yup. That was them. They told me what you like. I just got the chef and made sure that Michaela hired the right people to make this vision come together. We all agree that it’s time for you to take a break, ma”

“Wait a minute. You bribed my staff? Plus, Lulu and Ray were in cahoots with you on this?! You barely even know me.”

“And? I’m tryna know you”

“I’m just sayin that’s a hole lotta trouble for a virtual stranger.”

“But you not a stranger. You the one that left me satisfied. Now just enjoy the rest of the evening and let me do the same for you,” he said as he picked up your hand and caressed it all the while never breaking eye contact with you.

“Okay.” you got out meekly. You cleared your throat and tried again. “Okay, Imma let you finish what you started,” you said

He smiled one of the most genuine and naturally alluring smiles you’d ever seen.

“ I can already tell you ain’t used to letting others take control. But don’t worry ma. I got this and I got you,” you were all the way blushing at this point, “Tell me about your day. Was it as brewtiful as you are?”

You laughed out loud as Duke placed your appetizers in front of you. “You corny.”

“And you like it,” You could already tell that he was going to do good on his word. You were leaving satisfied tonight one way or another.

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shikai-the-storyteller · 5 years ago

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*HEAVY BREATHING* CYBERVERSE S2 EPISODE 11 AND 12 WATCH

I GOT SPOILED BY THE THUMBNAIL, I THINK MY BOY SKYFIRE IS FINALLY GOING TO SHOW UP!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“This Seeker Seeker” Wheeljack you DORK

Teletron X: We are under attack! :D

IM LOSING IT, OPTIMUS SAID “STARSCREAM” IN THE SAME ANNOYED / HARASSED TONE THAT MEGATRON ALWAYS USES WHEN HE SAYS “STARSCREAM”, THAT”S KILLING ME

LMAO MEGATRON LITERALLY YELLS “STARSCREAM” IN THE NEXT SCENE, MAN I LOVE THIS SHOW

JETFIRE!!!!!!

HES FRICKIN BRITISH

I MEAN HE’S NOT BRITISH-BRITISH, BUT HE”S LIKE A KNIGHT DORK

THE JETFIRE AND SIRFETCH’D REVEAL HAPPENED IN THE SAME WEEK...AND THEY’RE BOTH DORKY KNIGHTS... *illuminati symbols while X-files theme plays*

SKYBITE?!?

IM GLAD THE INTRO IS PLAYING RN SO I HAVE A MINUTE TO COMPOSE MYSELF

DORKY KNIGHT JETFIRE...I DONT KNOW HOW TO HANDLE THIS

WHAT HAPPENED TO MY SWEET NERDY SCIENTIST BOY

Hot Rod: Oh no, not him! I thought he died in that supernova! I love how casually Hot Rod says “aw man, not this dude, he’s so annoying :( I really thought he was dead :((((” lmao

OH OK SKYBITE IS A FRICKIN SHARKTICON, THAT’S WHY I KNEW HIS NAME

Gosh I really hope Starscream and Jetfire were old friends in the Cyberverse universe now because I want to know how the hell Starscream put up with him Talking Like That

lmao I love Grimlock’s commentary

Jetfire: Who landed this thing? Hot Rod? Me: *nearly squirts water out of my nose because that unexpectedly made me laugh* ALSO HEARING OPTIMUS LAUGH AT THAT WAS SWEET....I DON’T THINK I’VE HEARD HIM LAUGH BEFORE....:’)

lmao I love that Jetfire reuniting with the Autobots was so casual meanwhile Skybite frickin plowed into Megatron and Megatron’s just like “YO Skybite!!!”

IT’S SO CUTE HEARING MEGATRON LAUGH NON-MALICIOUSLY TOO, THANK YOU CYBERVERSE

SWEET GENTLE-LOOKING BOY......

I love how when I first saw an image of Jetfire I was like “SWEET BOY??? SWEET BOY??? NICE KIND BOY???” but the second he opened his mouth I was like “NO”

Not that I’m saying I don’t like Jetfire, it’s just that I got frickin whiplash from the expectation vs. reality thing, lmao. He’s still a dork, just not the kind of dork I was expecting. Not really my thing, but I’m interested in seeing how they take his character regardless. Who knows! I’ll keep an open mind, even if this character trope isn’t one I’m typically interested in.

OH SHOOT HE JUST BIT JETFIRE’S WING, BRO U GOOD?????

THUNDERCRACKER!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

“Jetfire, my old friend” AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I KNOW THERE’S ABSOLUTELY NO WAY THIS WILL GO HOW I EXPECT IT TO GO BUT THAT STILL GOT ME FEELIN SO TENDER

Jetfire: Our friendship ended long ago, Starscream Starscream, slowly retracting his hand and turning his back: No matter Me, bawling my eyes out: HE WENT DOWN ON ONE KNEE AND OFFERED YOU HIS HAND JETFIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE HE’D DO THAT FOR!!!!!!!!!

JETFIRE YOU’RE SUCH A MORON

Starscream: My old friend! Jetfire: I don’t want to play with you! Starscream: No wait look, I’ve got a cool toy that’ll help you beat up your new boyfri---I mean, enemy Jetfire: OH????

Starscream what are you playing at. I mean obviously it’s nothing good but

OH SHOOT THEY TOOK OUT EACH OTHER’S TEAM LEADERS

Megatron goes from surprised to concerned in .2 seconds and BOY DOES THAT SURE KILL ME

AND THE WAY HE SAYS “OPTIMUS”, WAILS!!!!!!

Also I can’t believe they can casually call each other up like this, like it’s no big deal. Idiot ex boyfriends who never got around to deleting each other’s numbers, smh

OH MY GOSH IS THAT THE ARENA!!!!!!!!!!!! OK I KNOW THAT’S NOT KAON’S ARENA BUT AHHHHHH

Man the Allspark upgrade is a great narrative way for Cyberverse to get around Hasbro’s “Hey we need a new dorky armor design for this character so we can make new toys of them” requests

OH NO MEGATRON AND OPTIMUS

oh pfft they’re fine, it’s Jetfire and Skybite who fell

OH NO JETFIRE

lmao get rekt Skybite

OPTIMUS NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Man for half a second I seriously thought Megatron was going to reach out and grab him, that would’ve been awesome

LMAO JETFIRE DOESN’T EVEN TURN AROUND TO CHECK TO SEE IF OPTIMUS IS OK, THANKS A LOT JETFIRE

JETFIRE GO HELP OPTIMUS YOU BIG LOSER

OK THANK GOODNESS JEEZ, IT’S ABOUT TIME SOMEONE HELPS THIS OLD MAN UP

ok but for real Starscream, did you power these two dudes up just so they’d kill each other or did you have some other motivation

OH SHOOT EPISODE 12 IS UP TOO??? ALRIGHT HERE WE GO: EPISODE 12

Starscream’s up to no good, as usual

Starscream: *obviously doing something shady, up to no good, grinning that grin of his* Me, fondly: That’s my boy

I love that Acid Storm is the tech person of the group, that’s so fun

also this episode title ‘’I Am The Allspark’’ has me so worried

OHHHH STARSCREAM BUDDY THAT DOESN’T SEEM SMART but dang if that doesn’t look cool

Starscream: Now I have the power to return everyone to the Allspark! Beginning with YOU! Seekers: *act genuinely surprised as though Starscream hasn’t been talking about killing everyone since day one* LIKE, DO YOU GUYS ACTUALLY ONLY SHARE ONE BRAINCELL, HOW COULD THIS POSSIBLY BE A SURPRISE TO YOU

I’m still betting on Slipstream popping up and screwing up his plan since she’s part of the Allspark now too

Aw Jetfire’s part of the team now

BUT WHERE IS ARCEE

MEGATRON!!!!!!!!

“Optimus Prime...always one step ahead. Makes it easier to shoot you in the back!” Gosh I love Megatron, what a dork

YEAH GUYS YOU SERIOUSLY HAVE BIGGER PROBLEMS, PLEASE FOCUS

THAT’S SUCH A GOOD LOOK!!!!!

*goes absolutely nuts every time Megatron and Optimus work together / do anything in synch*

KICK HIS BUTT WINDBLADE oh shoot JETFIRE WENT UP THERE TOO LMAO

I’d love to see Jetfire and Windblade become friends just so they can complain about Starscream together

Case in point

Oh shoot this ain’t looking good gang

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THIS IS THE MEGATRON AND STARSCREAM INTERACTION I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR ALL SEADSON

That legitimately scared me for half a second HE ZOOMED UP IN HIS FACE SO FAST, I LOVE IT

GOSH I love the expressions in Cyberverse, Starscream went from “blind fury” to “oh you poor pathetic mortal” in 2 seconds and it’s delicious.

“You’re welcome” OH SNAP

I LEGITIMATELY KEEP HAVING TO PAUSE AND REMIND MYSELF TO BREATHE, AHHHHHHHHHHHH THEY’RE BOTH SO AWFUL, THIS IS SUCH GREAT DIALOGUE

“Why should I? You’re Starscream. You always have failed, and you always will” HOLY HECK THAT’S BELOW THE BELT MEGATRON!!!!!!!!!!!

Meanwhile Shadow Striker’s in the background like “BRO STFU, YOU’RE DUMB MOUTH IS GOING TO GET US ALL KILLED”

COME ON CHEETOR, KEEP IT TOGETHER

Man Starscream’s got such a massive inferiority complex (courtesy of Megatron, among other things) that he had to literally merge with the Allspark to try and feel like he was worth something, o o f....

Bruh we really need Rung in this series, this boy needs therapy

COME ON OPTIMUS DO SOMETHING

NOICE

WAY TO CUT IT CLOSE OPTIMUS

OH NO IS HE OK

CYBERVERSE PLEASE DON’T KILL OPTIMUS AGAIN

Megatron: Who could ask for anything more? Except for your spark Optimus, weakly: Are you proposing? Bumblebee: THIS REALLY ISN’T THE TIME TO BE FLIRTING

This is such a good screencap but IM HURTIN SO BAD

LMAO THE SCRAPLETS ARE GOING WILD

DO IT WINDBLADE, GET THE ALLSPARK, REVIVE YOUR GIRLFRIEND!!!

Shockwave: I now have 50 more children Grimlock: NO FAIR

SHADOW STRIKER PLS (but boy if I don’t love seeing the gals going at it)

BEE PLS PROTECT OPTIMUS

Wow they really aren’t holding back showing the Scraplet deaths

HECK YEAH, WINDBLADE GOT TO SAY THE THING!!! SHE SAID AUTOBOT ROLL OUT

CHEETOR PLEASE BE CAREFUL LITTLE KITTY CAT

MEGATRON COME ON

OH NO WHERE IS BEE

OH SNAP HE GOT STARSCREAM!?!? lmao and he’s dragging him by the foot, thanks Bee

WAIT THAT’S IT!? NO, HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO WAIT FOR THE NEXT EPISODE, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

I LOVE CYBERVERSE SO MUCH!!! PLS DONT KILL MY BOY OPTIMUS

#i talk #I'm watching Cyberverse #cyberverse spoilers #primordial robot hell #IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THE EPISODES YET BUCKLE UP #THAT WAS A TRIP

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songparade · 6 years ago

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Rules: tag 9 people you want to know better. Answer the provided questions.

i was tagged by wonderful @cescedes thank you 💛💐

Nickname: --- Starsign: libra What I’m Wearing: yellow lacy silky nightdress + a long cardigan Dream Job: successful author or actress (theatre) Favorite Quote: “Fuck beauty contests. Life is one fucking beauty contest after another. School, then college, then work... Fuck that. And fuck the Air Force Academy. If I want to fly, I’ll find a way to fly. You do what you love, and fuck the rest” Favorite Food: desserts Favorite Movie: little miss sunshine Favorite Sport: ice hockey Dream Trip: another dimension... paris. or new zealand. Languages: finnish, english, german, little bit of french, little bit of swedish Favorite Song: i’ve got my classic answers but rn i’m ruining baba o’riley - the who (thanks, stranger things) Favorite Book: the secret history by donna tartt What Do I Hate?: v i l l a n y Random Fact: my vintage queen poster didn’t suit my walls so i put it inside my cupboard. the irony is you can hardly see rog in that picture yet everyone else is beautifully presented Describe Yourself as Aesthetic Things: morning sunlight, old pictures, fresh linens, when everything else is perfectly in synch but then small detail breaks the harmony, black nail polish, ocean waves, take away cups with small messages written on them, long playlists, hands accidentally brushing each other, dancing while cleaning, old houses, garden parties... Do I Get Asks?: ooo not really, well once in a blue moon. i mainly stay cryptid. feel free! Other Blogs: aesthetic wasteland Hogwarts House: hufflepuff Patronus: according to pottermore, it’s unicorn... i know, that’s extra:’) Favorite Characters: rose dewitt bukater is my wife and inspiration Relationship status: single Top 3 ships: like active ships? from my ultimate guilty pleasure trash-show shadowhunters i’m all for simon/raphael but :’) i don’t take these seriously. Lipstick or Chapstick: lipstick Spell out your name in songs: smile like you mean it - the killers on the turning away - pink floyd four walls (the ballad of perry smith) - bastille in the lap of the gods... revisited - queen almost (sweet music) - hozier

ob la di ob l a da, i’m tagging these peeps @tukkakoskelo, @alandfilloftrash, @queenofbohemia, @simplefuit, @lucyyboynton hi. but i’m basically interested in everyone’s business so take the tag if you fancy, s'il vous plaît! 💕

#once again i'm too lazy to check if you have already done this #the original tag-spammer #but i loved these questions. some different ones in there.#about #s.txt

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yerbamansa · 6 years ago

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today’s to-do list:

laundry

clean litter box

elevator pitch video

get ready for site map group project meeting

work on presentation group project outline doc

actually gather info for individual thesis project :(

make food and eat it!!

leave the house for 5 minutes!!!

actually doing rn: dramatically lip-synching along to entire underwater moonlight album

#personal #what i should be doing vs. what i'm actually doing

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pluto-fics · 6 years ago

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When you fall asleep while waiting for them

Kim Seokjin

It was a late friday evening when you arrived at the dorm to spend some time with your boyfriend, Seokjin. You had had a long, exhausting day at work and all you really wanted was to rest, maybe in front of a TV with some snacks in reach. However, you hadn’t seen Seokjin for a whole week, both of you having been too busy to actually arrange a meet up. Thus, you decided to surprise him with your visit and eventually ended up on the couch in the dorm’s living room, resting your head against one of the softest pillows your skin has ever touched. Or so it felt, due to how tired you were.

“You can pick a movie to watch, I’ll prepare some food for us in the meantime” Seokjin had said before he disappeared into the kitchen and left you to yourself. A yawn escaped your sleepy looking features and you couldn’t fight the urge to close your eyes. “Just for a few minutes...” you mumbled to yourself and snuggled into the cushions of the couch while closing your eyes and slowly drifting off to sleep.

When Seokjin came back into the living room, two plates with delicious snacks on them, he stopped in his tracks as he saw you asleep on the couch. A smile slowly made it’s way to his lips and he chuckled. “You could have just told me how tired you are...” he mumbled and quietly placed the plates down on the coffee table before he placed a gentle kiss on the top of your head, then took his seat next to you, not daring to disturb your well deserved nap.

Min Yoongi

A sigh fell from your lips as you stared at the back of your boyfriend’s head. You were sat on the small couch in the back of Yoongi’s studio and kept yourself busy on your phone while said man was so lost in his work that he didn’t even register the second, significantly louder sigh coming from you.

“Yoongi, let’s leave, it’s almost two in the morning...” you said, trying to break through to him. “Just give me 5 more minutes” he answered, to which you sighed yet again. “You said that two hours ago, Yoongi.” Your pout didn’t stay unnoticed as he finally turned around in his chair to look at you. He instantly grimaced “No, don’t give me that look, please” he whined and tried to avoid your judgemental stare. Yoongi rubbed his face in frustration then said “Alright, just give me 15 minutes, I promise you, I won’t make you wait any longer than that.”

Your pout never left your face, but you nodded in agreement. “Alright” you said, to which he immediately spun around again to face his several screens and furiously type and click away on his keyboard to keep his promise. Your phone’s battery was running low already, so instead of continuing to scroll through your feed on any social media site you could think of, you decided to lay back and give your already hurting eyes a short break by closing them.

Exactly 14 minutes later, Yoongi turned off his computer, along with all the other devices he had used until now, and stretched as he rose from his chair. “Alright baby, let’s go-” he spoke, but stopped midsentence when he saw that you had fallen asleep on the couch. His signature gummy smile appeared on his face as he adored your sleeping form, almost feeling sad about having to wake you in order to take you to bed.

Jung Hoseok

You sat on the floor, adoring every move your boyfriend made in synch with the loud music which seemed to fill the otherwise rather empty looking dance practice room. Hoseok’s face showed the concentration he held in order to not mess up the difficult dance moves he was practicing. Your face, however, clearly showed the sleepiness you had been fighting since you had arrived. Never would you understand how he could spend a whole day within the walls of this room when you already felt drained just from watching him for two hours.

The music stopped and so did Hoseok’s movements. Like the supportive girlfriend you are, you immediately clapped in awe and didn’t miss the happy smile and slight blush appearing on the male’s face. “That was amazing, you even managed to land before the second beat after your spin this time!” you said, clearly having payed attention to his every move. Of course you did, you’re like his personal coach and cheerleader in one, after all.

“Yeah, but I messed up at the end...” Hoseok huffed as he stepped closer to you to take the bottle of water that stood on the bench you were sat on. You frowned “Hobi, you shouldn’t be so hard on yourself... I didn’t even notice it, so it can’t have been too big of a mistake, can it?” He hummed, busy downing half of the contents of his bottle at once. Then he sighed. “Sure, but... I think I’ll try the last third of the choreography again. Just to really save it in my system, you know?” He then said, already getting ready to start over. But all you could reply was “Are you sure you shouldn’t take a break first-” and then the music started again. A huff left your throat. Of course he had to reach perfection before he would stop. He always did.

Thus, you kept watching him for another half an hour, but it became harder and harder to focus on him. Your eyelids felt heavier with each second that passed and in the end you could no longer keep your eyes open. Your head gently fell back against the wall which you were leaning on and your mind drifted off to sleep.

Just a few minutes later, Hoseok finally managed to dance the whole choreography without a single mistake. He looked at his reflection in the mirror, a satisfied smile forming on his lips, but something was missing. His gaze fell on you and his smiling features turned into surprised ones. “(Y/N)?” he called out your name, then chuckled amused as the only response he got was a hum and a sleepy pair of eyes opening again. Making his way towards you, he said “I’m sorry, you must have gotten bored of watching me practice for hours” and crouched in front of you so your eyes were on one level. Gently cupping your cheek with his hand, he then quietly spoke “Come on, let’s go home, (Y/N).”

Kim Namjoon

With a soft smile on your lips, you studied your reflection in the mirror in front of you. The dress you had decided to try on fit you perfectly and it turned out to look even better put on than it did when you took it from the clothing rag. You nodded to yourself, as if to agree with the decision you had just made. You’d buy it. It was the last item of those you had picked out to try on, so you quickly changed back into your own clothes before opening the curtain of the small cabin which seperated you from the rest of the boutique you had entered with your boyfriend. Speaking of which, was he still not done trying on the clothes he wished to get?

You frowned, debating whether or not you should check if he’s somewhere else in the shop, but decided on calling his name in the corner of changing rooms instead. “Namjoon?” you called out and his response was quick. His head peaked out from behind another curtain and he spoke “Yes, I’m here. Are you done already?” You nodded. “Oh, then I’ll hurry up!” he said and hid behind the curtain again. An amused smile found the way onto your lips as you shook your head knowingly. This would take a little longer than you’d like it to, you already knew. But who would you be if you could judge him for it?

You looked around until you found a stool in a corner nearby. Taking your seat on it, you then looked at the dress on your lap, wondering when the best opportunity to wear it would come. Maybe you could wear it to Namjoon’s birthday party? While your thoughts drifted off, so did you as you drifted off into a sleep you didn’t know you needed.

When Namjoon came out of the changing cabin, he saw you asleep on the stool, your head hanging low while you held onto the dress on your lap. He couldn’t help but chuckle before gently patting your hand to wake you up. “(Y/N), wake up, people are staring already” he said amused.

Park Jimin

Jiminie, 3:37PM:

[(Y/N), I'm so sorry!! I'm stuck in traffic rn, but I'll be there as soon as possible!!]

You sighed audibly as you read your boyfriend's message. A simple "It's fine, don't worry'' was all he got in return, and you really meant it, it wasn't his fault after all, but you simply felt too exhausted to write any more than that. Your head gently dropped back as you gazed up at the clear blue sky.

Jimin had asked you to meet him in the park today. He got the full day off and wanted to spend it with you, just enjoying nature and possibly getting some ice cream while talking about everything you had missed out on in eachother's lifes during the last couple of days in which you hadn't met at all. Or so was the plan.

However, with Jimin stuck in traffic on his way there, you now had to come up with something to do while you waited for him to arrive. Sure, he kept messaging you how sorry he was and how he was almost there, but you felt so exhausted and tired from last night still. You hadn't slept well at all, may it have been the excitement or simply your nocturnal mind which kept you awake almost all night long.

Suddenly, the park bench on which you had taken a seat earlier seemed perfectly suited to have a short little nap on. You smiled in amusement at that silly idea of yours, taking a nap in the middle of a public park, sure. But just minutes later, you found yourself laid across the bench rather comfortably, your eyes slowly closing while you watched the only cloud in your field of vision slowly sliding across the bright blue sky. The bird's chirping sounded like a lullaby to you, the quiet rustling of the tree's leaves in the mild wind too comforting and relaxing to keep your eyes open. And so you fell asleep.

It was almost half an hour later when Jimin arrived at the park, frowning in worry because you hadn't replied to any of his messages. He thought you might be too upset to answer, but when he found you laying on a bench and peacefully sleeping in the middle of the park, he couldn't believe it. He was startled at first and rushed to your side, the idea of you having passed out crossing his mind. However, when he gently shook your arm and called out your name, you awoke slowly. "God, (Y/N), I'm so sorry'' he said but couldn't help but giggle at your drowsy self. "I can't believe you fell asleep on a park bench'' he then laughed before he took your hand to help you stand up. "But now I'm here, so let's go have fun!'' He then said cheerfully.

Kim Taehyung

You smiled softly when the warm steam of your freshly made hot beverage as you checked the quietly ticking clock on the wall of the small café. Your boyfriend, Taehyung, still hadn’t arrived yet. A hum played along your vocal chords as you slowly stirred your drink.

“I’ll be there at 2PM...ish” he had said with his signature boxy smile gracing his features when you had met him earlier today. But now? Now, you sat in your seat in the small café that you usually went to with Taehyung and stared at the steam floating above your drink. You wouldn’t judge him for being “late”, after all, he never promised to arrive at 2:00. He did, however, say he would arrive around 2 in the afternoon, and it was now almost 3. A yawn fought it’s way out of your body and you blinked away the sleepiness rapidly. If Taehyung didn’t hurry up, you might end up falling asleep.

The thought of it made you smile in amusement. Well, that was until you realized that it wasn’t such a silly thought after all. Just a few minutes later it felt impossible to keep your eyes open. And so, you ended up resting your chin in your hand, your eyes closed and a short nap overtaking your system.

It was an all too familiar chuckle which woke you up. “Hello there, sleepyhead” you heard your boyfriend say, your eyes narrowed until they focused on Taehyung’s handsome face. He smiled at you with an adoring smile playing on his lips. “You always look so beautiful, even when you’re asleep...” he then said quietly, just loud enough for you to hear and for your cheeks to heat up as you returned his loving smile.

Jeon Jungkook

“Woah! Dude, my back! You said you’d watch my back!” Jungkook exclaimed, his eyes locked on the screen in front of him while shooting noises excited the speakers of his laptop. It was clear that he was busy gaming with his friends again, one of which you guessed was Taehyung due to the repetitive calls of “Hyung! What are you doing!?” and similar ones.

Whilst your boyfriend enjoyed himself at the desk in his room, you were sat on his bed, watching him play from over his shoulder. To be fair, you liked watching him whenever he played games. But you liked it a lot better when you could play together, instead of having his laugh into the mic of his headset whenever his Hyung apparently did something ridiculous that you somehow always had the talent to miss out on.

“Hey, Kookie?” you then called out, pouting when he seemingly didn’t even hear you due to the headset covering his ears. You decided to get up from the bed to gently place your hands on his shoulders, making him flinch in surprise before he smiled amused. “Sorry (Y/N), did you say something?” he then asked, moving one of the earpieces out of the way to hear you. You nodded. “We need to leave for your brother’s birthday party in an hour, remember?” you asked, his eyes widening at that. “Is it that late already?” he then asked before sighing “ Alright, I’ll get changed after we finished this mission”

You smiled amused and nodded, quickly kissing his cheek and teasingly saying “You better hurry up then”, to which he just responded with an amused smile and putting his headset back in place before talking to Taehyung again. You, on the other hand, took your seat on his bed again and leaned back on the mattress, waiting for Jungkook to get changed so you could leave soon. However, your eyes soon closed on their own accord and let you drift off into a sleep you didn’t know you had needed.

When Jungkook finished the mission, he said his goodbyes to his friends and shut off his laptop before he turned in his chair to face you. But instead of meeting his beautiful girlfriend’s eyes, he met her sleeping face snuggled into his pillows. Jungkook coudln’t help but smile. “How unfair... You’re always so adorable” he mumbled as he got up and placed a kiss on your head before he quickly got changed.

#bts #bangtan #sonyeondan #kim #namjoon #taehyung #seokjin #jung #hoseok #min #yoongi #park #jimin #jeon #jeongguk #suga #rm #jin #j-hope #jungkook #v #reaction #reactions #imagine #boyfriend

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