#yeah I'll take any excuse to ship my boy

[gildedmuse]

Coworker: The last page of the newest chapter is god tier. Like Wallpaper worthy. You have to see it.

Coworker: *Sends full page panel featuring way too many unfamiliar elements*

Me: That's a whole lot going down compared to how little I understand what is up.

Me: I did manage to identify and isolate what I believe to be of centeral importance.

Coworker: Is it Rob Luc-

Me:

[The full piece is spread across two (2) full pages, contains twenty (20) characters - including pigeons - thirteen (13) speech bubbles, seven (7) of the most powerful men in the world , five (5) bad ass black coats, four (4) old white guys desperately attempting to cling to their power as the world government, an uncountable (??) number of potential questions I can't even begin to know to ask, and yet for all that only one (1) cocky, satisfied smirk that could cut straight through Dracule Mihawk completely untouched, steal Trafalgar Law's heart right out of his chest, and leaves Monkey D. Luffy entirely - err... "Too rigid to bend" .]

Full Panel (warning: contains all sorts of spoilers I can't even begin to realize are proper spoilers) Behind The Cut:

[Like I told you, just a crazy amount of shit I don't understand is happening. But what I do understand? How fucking aces Zoro looks. Also, how nicely placed that particular speech bubble is considering my boy definitely looks like he takes "psycho" as a compliment.]

[ltash]

Piss Poor Tea

Ghost has to drive you to the city and he is not happy about it so he has something on his mind.

Ghost! I need you to take her to the city. She needs to get her belongings from her apartment." Laswell said.

"Why Me? Soap can drive her." He countered.

"Because I said so, Lieutenant," Laswell replied firmly, her tone leaving no room for argument. "Besides, you have your car here. It's more convenient."

A heavy sigh escaped Ghost's lips, his reluctance evident in the way he shifted his weight. "Fine, I'll take her," he relented, though the frustration lingered in his voice.

"Soap will accompany you too." Laswell said.

"Ok! When do we leave?" Ghost inquired, his voice tinged with a hint of reluctance.

"As soon as possible," Laswell replied briskly. "I am giving you a day off. Try to make it quick. Tomorrow we will be finalizing our next mission." With that, she declared, "Meeting is dismissed."

Ghost turned to me, his gaze lingering for a moment before he stated, "Meet me in an hour. Get ready." Then, without waiting for a response, he left the room.

The journey stretched on for two long hours, with Soap's incessant chatter filling the car.

"Aye LT! Why was strawberry crying?" Soap quipped, unable to contain his own laughter. "Because it was in a jam."

"Put on some music, please. I'm getting bored," I interjected, hoping to drown out Soap's jokes.

Throughout the ride, I noticed Ghost's gaze fixed on me in the rearview mirror, his eyes unwavering. "LT! You have a staring problem?" I teased, breaking the uncomfortable silence. "Look ahead, or we'll be in big trouble."

Ghost finally tore his eyes away from me in the mirror and refocused on the road ahead, his expression unreadable.

After a long journey, we finally arrived at my home in the afternoon. I turned the key in the lock and swung the door open, inviting Ghost and Soap inside.

"Welcome to my abode boys where I only got to spend 2 hours of my life. Make yourself at home." I joked around.

"Nice home lass." Soap added. Do you have a car too? He asked.

"Yes. They shipped my car beforehand. Its a Tesla. Its in the underground parking." I said. "And speaking of that I remembered it wasn't charged."

Soap replied. "A Tesla, huh? Fancy choice." He chuckled.

"Yeah, but not very practical if it's not charged," Ghost remarked.

"Don't worry, we can take care of that later," Soap said with a grin. "First, let's get your stuff."

"Do you drink?" Ghost asked.

"Yes I drink but only coffee. Sorry you won't find any Bourbon here." I chuckled.

"Good enough for me," Ghost said with a smirk. "But I drink tea."

Soap chimed in, "I could use a cup too, if you don't mind.

"Tea it is then," I corrected myself with a smile. "I'll put the kettle on."

I remembeed there was milk in the fridge which I hadn't even opened. Thankfully it wasn't gone bad.

As I was making tea Ghost came to stand against the counter. Soap was busy watching TV.

I added milk, sugar and tea altogether and put it on the stove.

Ghost was watching me closely and he intervened.

"You have to mix tea and water first and bring it to a boil then add a dash of milk and sugar according to taste. You are doing it wrong." He added.

"My mother used to make tea like that. I like it that way more." I said and gave him a smile.

"Its not English tea then." Ghost came closer and said very softly.

It gave me chills down my spine hearing him so close to me.

"You have to try it. Trust me." I replied.

"Jesus! Trying this tea will be more difficult than our Al Qatala mission." He scoffed.

He then went back to the couch to sit Soap.

After making tea I served it with biscuits and chips.

"Here you go gentlemen." I said placing the tray on the table.

"Thankyou Lass, for your hospitability." Soap chuckled.

Feeling the need for a change of clothes, I excused myself and made my way to the bathroom.

"Piss poor tea." I heard Ghost saying.

My blood started to boil at his remarks. Why does he have to be such a jerk?

My bags were already packed, untouched since my arrival. Retrieving my belongings, I selected a black, high-waisted leather skirt that hugged my curves, complemented by a velvet, noodle-strap blouse. Tossing on a leather jacket for good measure, I emerged from the room feeling refreshed and ready.

Returning to the common area, I found Ghost once again staring at me with his intense gaze. It was like his eyes were boring into my soul, igniting a fire within me that I struggled to contain. Sitting down on the couch opposite him, I tried to focus on anything but the way his eyes seemed to strip me bare with their intensity.

"Maybe we should hang out for a bit," I suggested, breaking the silence that lingered between us.

"I need to get something from my apartment too," Ghost muttered, his voice low and somewhat hesitant.

"Alright, let's go to a club then. You can get what you're looking for from your home, and then we'll head back," I replied, trying to keep the mood light.

"Fine," he agreed, his tone begrudging.

Soap, always eager to join in on the fun, chimed in, "I'M COMING TOO!"

"Of course you are! We won't leave you here," I laughed lightly, grateful for the opportunity to break the tension.

We arrived at the club, and Ghost ordered his usual bourbon while Soap opted for whiskey. As for me, I stuck to my usual coke, preferring to stay sober.

Soap indulged in drink after drink, quickly downing several, while Ghost kept a more measured pace. By the time we decided to call it a night, Soap was already passed out in the car, leaving Ghost and me to handle the situation.

"It's getting late. We need to get Soap home," I urged Ghost as we made our way to the car.

He drove to his apartment.

"We don't have much time Ghost. We need to leave. Make it quick please." I said.

Ghost glanced at me, his expression serious. "I can't drive a long distance properly after drinking. It's not safe. We'll have to spend the night here," he explained.

Concerned about Soap's well-being, I hesitated. "What about Soap?" I asked.

Ghost shrugged, unfazed. "Leave him in the car. Come with me if you want to. I won't take long," he suggested.

Despite my reservations, I knew he had a point.

Trusting him as my lieutenant, I reluctantly agreed. "Fine. Let's go," I said, steeling myself for what lay ahead.

The car came to a halt in front of a nondescript building, and I glanced over at Soap, who was sound asleep in the backseat.

Ghost opened the door, and I followed him inside the building, the weight of the night's events hanging heavy on my mind.

We rode the elevator up to the second floor, and I followed Ghost down the hall to his apartment, his confident stride unwavering.

As he unlocked the door and stepped inside, I followed suit, feeling a sense of unease settle over me.

He kicked off his shoes, leaving them neatly by the door, I saw him barefoot the first time.

I couldn't help but steal a glance at his feet, his toes were perfectly aligned, even this man's feet were perfect.

He opened his bedroom door and entered. My glance darting on his back, his cargo pants were tight around his thighs.

He looked so good in those.

Taking in my surroundings, I noted the simplicity of his apartment, the sparse furnishings lending an air of minimalism to the space.

"Come inside. I won't bite." His thick British voice echoed from his bedroom.

Reluctantly, I stepped into his bedroom, feeling a wave of apprehension wash over me. Ghost was perched on the edge of his bed, his gaze fixed on me as I entered.

I hesitated, unsure of what to say or do in this unexpected situation. But his reassuring tone eased some of my tension, and I took a hesitant step forward, closing the distance between us.

"What do you need from here?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady despite the turmoil swirling inside me.

Ghost got up from his bed and walked over to a table in the corner of the room. There was a laptop and some files on the table. He picked up one of the files and started looking through it carefully.

He seemed focused on what he was doing, flipping through the pages with care.

"I need to give these papers to Capt. Price," he said.

I stood beside him, observing as he flipped through the pages. "What is this?" I asked, curious about the contents.

He remained silent for a moment before responding. "Forget it," he finally said dismissively.

But then he looked at me, and suddenly, a sharp piece of paper cut his thumb. He cursed softly, shaking his hand in pain. I did not know he took off his gloves.

"Show me," I said, taking hold of his hand and bringing his thumb to my lips, sucking away the blood from the paper cut.

The sweet and metallic taste of his blood touched my lips.

He stood there in total shock, his expression caught between surprise and confusion. A small groan escaped from his lips, his eyes narrowing at me with a mix of emotions.

I let go of his thumb, breaking the silence that had settled between us. "It should be fine now," I said softly, trying to ease the tension in the air.

He placed his hand on my cheek, the warmth of his touch radiating to my face, sending a shiver down my spine. "What have you just done to me, Angela?" he asked softly, rolling his balaclava up to his nose, his eyes locked on mine.

I struggled to find the words, but before I could respond, his lips crashed into mine, silencing any further conversation.

[loveydoveylex]

Hi Lex! Your ship is so cute and your s/i is adorable! Please tell us more about the two of them but ESP about your s/i please and thank you 💗

OHHH, BOY. howdy there, anon!! thank you SO much for the question, because I absolutely LOVE getting to infodump about lore - lex is me but he's also a cooler me who has a cooler backstory and DAMMIT, I CAN AND WILL TALK PEOPLE'S EARS OFF ABOUT IT.

so take a seat, and, as the magician would say...

✨ LET ME TELL YOU THE STORY OF LEX ✨

I've talked about this kind of stuff a ton before, so you can get a deeper look into his background and how he met ray over here on this post! I'll sum it up by saying that lex is a weakling, a scaredycat, a chicken... all those synonyms. all of 'em. he can't fight, he's barely got any powers, he can't even throw a punch! he uses the excuse of being a natural pacifist, but he's just terrified of conflicts.

he's also got an ongoing identity crisis, so that's FUN. lex isn't actually a member of the same species as rayman - he comes from a divine alien species named stargazers, who watch and protect over celestial bodies! for whatever reason, lex ended up in the glade, with no recollection of who he was or how he got there. therefore, he never had to use the powers he could've had, and thus he never developed any. (maybe a good thing he didn't - he would've been terrified of HIMSELF if he had godlike powers...)

but anyways, yeah. lex has no idea of any of this. so he spends a long, long time trying to search for his place in the world, feeling like an outcast. someone who doesn't belong there. he looks like rayman, the magician, all those funky dudes, but he's got glowing antennae and a tail, what the heck is up with that?

I reckon his 'character arc' of sorts would be learning to accept that sometimes, you won't have all the answers. and that's okay. the universe works in mysterious ways and you don't need to make sense of everything. where he came from and who he used to be doesn't matter. what matters is who he is now, and the person he is now is someone who's surrounded by people that care about him despite his differences.

and rayman is a large part of him slowly learning to accept that, because he's with him every step of the way - from the moment they first met, even though lex was horrified, scared, and distrusting of him, rayman stuck by. and slowly got him to open up. ray definitely always knew that there was something more to him, no matter how much of an outer shell he may have had that needed to be cracked open first.

and in the end, the two just... feel connected to each other, in some strange way. and they can't quite put their finger on why, until lex finally works up the guts to confess to rayman that goddamn dude you make my heart do somersaults and it's weird and confusing but also I really like it let's kiss please. and rayman, whose heart is racing faster than a ferrari car, completely understands and reciprocates and goes sure man. let's kiss.

the two are dating by the start of rayman 3 (yes I have a cohesive timeline for my selfship), and get married somewhere in the time between the end of r3 and the beginning of rayman origins ❤ fun fact: they're dorks and propose to each other at the exact same time, in the midst of a high-stakes adventure disney's robin hood-style. the adrenaline just gets to them and they blurt it out simultaneously. and if that isn't love, I don't know what is!

[quincyhorst]

Inazuma Eleven Whiteboard but make it Red Matador - Part 2

Hello! Very glad the previous post was well received! There's still other doodles to archive/share here, so here it goes. I'm posting the day after since I wanted to take a little break... So much happened yesterday 😭

As always, this is a public ina11 whiteboard hosted by @ marmolao (Who turns out was the one I've been drawing RM stuff all this time with, YAY), I joined in just to draw Pedro and Igor, ended up doodling almost everyone there LOL. But it was a fun excuse to share HCs a different way, so... Let's continue from where we left.

Remember the last Rafa doodle? Well, I decided to comfort him by sharing a HC of mine with the other Andalusia boys from my setting. However by doing so I accidentally made Marmo create a new ship, and... Honestly? Good for them. I always appreciate seeing any RM pairings anytime <3

Black Text: "In my headcanon Antonio is from Málaga (An Andalusian Province), so Rafa won't be alone :3"

Blue Text: "SO THEY'RE OFFICIALLY A COUPLE"

(#lovewins)

I also added Juan here.

"Juan is from Cordoba, but by other reasons he tends to mix up both Spain's spanish and latin spanish"

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Another finding on the RM corner was this adorable doodle by an unknown artist, a furry doing the hissatsu Matador Feint :')

I thought it was adorable! But unfortunately, not everyone is happy seeing that one hissatsu on specific...

...Don't mind Fermín, he has legitimate reasons for hating Matador Feint with all his guts. Oh, and if anyone hasn't searched/heard the sound effect I mention... I'll do the magic for ya. It REALLY adds to the scene-

Finally, we come upon my favorite doodle so far: A little Rafael x Antonio moment made for Marmo, as to celebrate the new couple formed (?

I also added José out of pure self indulgence. I love the 2-3-4 dynamic 💖

Of course, due that the pen I used was too thin, you might not see the details properly. That's why I'm also adding some closeups here:

And here. JOSÉ STOPPPPPPPP!!!!

One last thing, but apparently the autism creature I drew earlier attracted some friends, including a shy one... Don't know who drew each one, but they're adorable! I'm glad this little one got new buddies too <3

(And heyyy, whoever wrote the yellow one, even if you cannot talk, I still appreciate your prescence nonetheless 💛)

Once again, thank you for anyone who has colaborated on drawing here! 💕 Unfortunately according to Marmo's words, the whiteboard is "closed" in the sense it might not be as frecuented as yesterday. It also will be deleted over at Sunday, so... Yeah, I don't think the goal of drawing all the players will be 100% possible...

Nonetheless, if anyone wants to make any last RM doodle for me to reply, please @ me once you draw it! Because I don't think I will be able to check much on this whiteboard either...😅

[the-firebird69]

Batman kissing Harley Quinn | Suicide squad 2016 |#harleyquinn #batman ...

The guy is kind of repulsive it's Daniel and so he goes welcome to date night and it was him and I kind of hissed and said this f****** dick or something like that he's kind of repulsive this is probably wearing Old spice yeah that's the garbage man okay it's garbage day she's great that's funny it's funny because we think it's Batman saying I'm garbage he says this looks good play me out again cuz he sees my can sticking out and he can't figure out who I am and I guess I changed and yeah I don't look like me at all and no that's me I'm a girl from the guy who makes a list of people he has to make up with he doesn't think I'm Sarah and I'm not and it's just boy that makes a lot of sense and it really does so some of us are good looking yeah it might be suitable Empire pseudo Empire for Christ's sake. So in the car is trying to figure out what it is it's going to have to look it up again but yeah these kit cars cost way too much money and his fiesta ideas hilarious but I looked at it and then chassis of the things dirty as hell and it will work in front of drives a great idea and it's kind of redesign? It's not the Batman car so he shows it to me in red and it's smaller it's terrible this guy says I have to treat this girl like a human cuz she's aware and stuff it's really bad you people all like dead people or something and you're annoying the s*** out of him he's telling you to your face and don't annoy me and get the thing to work and it didn't and he couldn't and other people are doing stuff and they never acknowledge it and they just say it's us he's a rotten piece of s*** that kid and he's thinking that it's Dave and it really is and you can barely do the job and people are helping saying use your address and the guy is like insisting on it he's trying to hack it and stuff and he knows it and with his phone and his water poop you people are stupid f****** boobs and we can get rid of you you can't stand you you're a piece of s*** he says you don't have any information you have to scratch batch against the empire and that's who it is and you don't know what's down below up north in Worcester and you should but you don't and you don't know what's in the pyramid I have watches it and not cuz it's your f****** idiots monadnock and watch use it and yeah the two mountains up there and Massachusetts it's all your leaders they're pulling them out of the battlefield and earlier you said you saw them fly out and you're just sitting there so he can't respect you we can't respect you and you're grabbing people and you're screwed around with me with electrodes and s***it says our brains are mutated so it might not be too bad it's true and it acted like it hurt and stuff this guy could take a lot of courage you've learned for a treat he's going to kick your ass says he has before and a lot of you got killed not a lot of you and things happen in Worcester and they're sending orders is the Empire and we studied it and you people didn't and he says if you wanted to do stuff you have to have him do it but really when they tell you things and that's us you certainly have for us so we can't do it my name is in Harley-Davidson and I've had this name for a while it's not really an honor and I know what it is but it now it's an honor for mine dude that was not forget and they had to dress up like a clown he was pissed when he found out about it inside the slow broil I've seen the clans people do it and they're harsh and I see what is up to he's going to beat this s*** out of you Trump using your own s*** in the Mac proper apparently I can't believe it that is amazing he grew a creature using their poop because you're stupid now this is going to happen and there are ships and stuff we're not going to be very happy about it he says I'll have an excuse that creature beat this I don't want to go through this but I want to see that creature beat the s*** out of the fleet. What an exciting time this will be and all these monsters out there in the UK and you file of idiots to say that it's nothing that will be great

Harley Quinn again

This is my character you little hornball but yeah these girls are a little different and they're vixens and they're dangerous and they've gotten plenty of Mac proper using it

Hera

Olympus

[its-all-papaya]

🫧 towels and... httyd au?? imagine them not in racesuits but in leather armor. + a tiny headcanon i have for that is oscar growing his hair slightly longer (oscar hair length before monza u will forever be missed rip) and lando braiding these mini braids from part 2 into his hair everytime he's... anxious? bored? trying to show affection? as a "come home safe to me"?

anyway! it's obviously a completely au thing but... thoughts?

towels in the waaaash being waaaashed

↠ please make me do my chores

I admittedly have not watched more than the first movie in the httyd universe and even that was like a decade ago, but I am extremely intrigued by this. I was a Dragon book kid fs (Eragon, The Last Dragon Chronicles, etc) and I don't read fantasy AU's a ton now, but like.... I should? I also think they pair well with F1 rpf because of the existing danger/adrenaline/piloting-a-thing factor that already exists irl in our ships.

i'm not sure the context of the braids in httyd canon (if there is any), but what you are describing here is so EXTREMELY up my alley that I am vibrating at the idea of it. I have been loud about how i LOVE writing little gentle acts of service/boys taking care of each other, and this is very that. also based on that lando interview he did where he was talking about flying friends out to races because he values them and wants to spend time with them even in his unusual schedule, i'm really attached to the idea of him showing love and affection in not strictly conventional ways for A Man. like i always write lando tactile, but also just caring however he can be. and so braiding oscar's hair could definitely be a habit with lots of little outlets for lando, mainly because it's an excuse to be close to oscar. like he probably learned how on his sister, so the first time he does it on oscar, it's sort of absent-minded as they're sitting around or whatever, but then oscar just... leaves it. and so lando... keeps doing it. until it becomes habit for them, and whenever lando's sitting cross-legged on the bed, oscar automatically sits on the floor below, head tipped back so lando can reach him if he needs or wants.

"come home safe to me" is also so cuuute bc i'm just imagining oscar touching the braids while he's away, a constant reminder of lando and the things they've promised each other.

anyway, I'll need to watch the full series and get back to you because i don't have very coherent thoughts without a good grasp of the universe, etc, but yeah, i'm intrigued.

thank you for the ask!!

[storytimewithnova]

KILLING BUTTERFLIES

Sho's Pov:

My day began like any other - getting rudely awakened by my alarm clock and promptly throwing it against the wall. I've lost count of how many alarm clocks I've gone through. Anyway, I proceeded with my usual morning routine, putting on my uniform and heading to wake up my brother, Keiji. "Keiji, get up! You have until I come out of the bathroom," I called out.

After waiting for five minutes, I went back to Keiji's room and entered. "Kei, get your lazy ass out of bed, or I'm calling Papa," I warned him firmly. But, to my frustration, he simply groaned and turned over. Can you believe the audacity?

"Fine, I warned you, Keiji Akaashi Hinata. Papa, Kei won't get out of bed. I'll go get Eri ready for school. I'm not dealing with him today," I muttered, annoyed.

I then made my way into Eri's room, greeting her with a smile. "Good morning, it's time for our little unicorn to wake up. Come on, sis, it's time to get ready for school."

Sho's Pov:

As I walked into Eri's room, I greeted her with a warm smile. "Good morning, it's time for our little unicorn to wake up. Come on, sis, it's time to get ready for school."

Eri let out an adorable yawn and replied, "Nyaa! Morning, big brother sunshine."

"Good morning, unicorn. It's time for our little unicorn to go to school. Let's get you dressed and head down for breakfast. I think Dad is making pancakes today," I said, excitedly.

"Is Ji up yet?" Eri asked, mischief evident in her voice. "Do you want to see if owl boy is up, or should we throw water over him?" She giggled mischievously, unable to contain her evil smirk. "Hehe! Okay, let's go!"

Together, we made our way to Keiji's room, only to find that he was still fast asleep. Without hesitation, Sho and Eri decided to tip cold water over him. They successfully woke him up, but unfortunately, they also woke him up on his bad side.

"YOU ARE SO DEAD, SHOYO AKAASHI HINATA!" Keiji shouted angrily.

"Hehe, Sho, Sho, is Dad making chocolate pancakes?" Eri innocently asked.

"Naturally, unicorn," I replied with a smile. I quickly got Eri dressed, and we headed downstairs. After greeting Dad and Papa, we sat down for breakfast. Eri and I chanted "Pancakes, pancakes, pancakes!" together, eagerly awaiting our delicious meal. Finally, Keiji made an appearance, and we continued our chant. "That's what you get for staying up late with your boyfriend, Bokuto. You know how bad your sleeping is," I teased him.

Once we finished our pancakes, we got into the car and drove to school, blasting the radio and singing along. Eri and I were in perfect harmony, and I couldn't help but admire her talent. We dropped Eri off at play school and continued on to mine and Keiji's school, thinking it would be a normal day.

Little did I know, my day was about to take a turn for the worse. As I walked into the gym, I could hear cheering and chants of congratulations. Confused, I approached my best friend, Atsumu, who was standing with my crush, Kita.

"Hey, Suna, what's happening? This doesn't seem normal," I asked him.

"Oh, hey, Shoyo. Yeah, Atsumu and Kita just became an official couple. Pretty great, huh? Congrats to them," Suna replied casually.

"That's... great. Yeah, congrats," I said, trying to hide my disappointment. I always secretly shipped Atsumu and Kita, but I never expected them to actually get together. Excusing myself, I walked away, feeling a strange mix of jealousy and nausea building up inside me.

Coughing and hacking, I couldn't control the overwhelming feeling that took over me. Panicking, I ran out of the room and looked at my hand, only to see blood and petals.

"Shit, shit, shit," I muttered under my breath.

I could hear footsteps running behind me, and Suna caught up to me. "Sho, what happened?" he asked, concerned.

"Nothing. I-I-I'm fine," I replied, trying to brush off the situation. But deep down, I knew something was wrong.

I ran out of the school and bumped into Sakusa, an acquaintance from another class. "Hey, sunshine, long time no see. Are you okay?" he asked, noticing my distressed state.

My mind wandered back to the events that had just unfolded, and before I knew it, I blurted out, "Hello, flower petals. How are you, Omi?" Sakusa looked shocked and scared simultaneously, and then he asked, "Okay, whose the bastard that gave you Hanahaki?"

I looked at Sakusa, contemplating his words. "My classmate, but why do you care?" I asked, curious about his sudden concern.

He replied, "1. I care, sunshine, because you are my best friend and the only one who can understand my phobia. 2. I want to make sure it isn't my little brother. I don't exactly feel like kicking his ass today. 3. You are dying over this bastard."

I nodded, acknowledging his points. "Those are fair points, but you forgot number four," I said.

Sakusa raised an eyebrow, waiting for me to continue.

"Number four is that besides Kita, I am the only other person who can keep the twins under control. If I die, Kita is left to deal with them alone," I explained.

Sakusa sighed. "I can't argue with that statement. So, who gave you Hanahaki?"

"Well, I mentioned him twice. It's Kita, as in Kita Shinsuke," I replied, feeling a mix of sadness and anger. "Kita and Atsumu, to be exact. Atsumu knew I liked Kita, and he took advantage of that fact. It's hard to believe I once liked Atsumu, and he goes and pulls a dirty move like this."

My mind was filled with uncertainty. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't go back to school and face them without throwing up petals, and I couldn't go home because my dads were at work. I felt like I had nowhere to go.

"Hey, sunshine, are you okay? You're zoned out. Do you need to talk about it?" Sakusa asked, concerned.

"No, I'm fine. I was just thinking. I can't go back to school and face the people who put me in this condition, and I can't face my dads and let them see me like this. I basically have nowhere to go," I replied, feeling lost.

Sakusa paused for a moment before speaking. "Well, you can stay with me as long as you need, princess. I have my own little apartment. It's nothing special, but it's homely."

Meanwhile, in the Inarizaki group chat:

Luna: Has anyone seen Shoyo? I can't find him anywhere.

Suna: No, he ran out this morning. Do you need him?

Luna: I'm worried about him. He didn't look so good. Thank you for telling me, Suna.

Sangwoo: I'm sure he's fine, Luna-chan.

Ojiro: Yeah, I agree with Sangwoo. Sho can handle himself.

Aran: Did you check his house or with his brother?

Luna: That was the first place I checked, Ojiro.

Mr. Hinata: Yes, Aran?

Aran: Mr. Hinata, Sho's other dad is a teacher and volleyball coach at the school. Your son is missing.

Mr. Hinata: He's missing? What happened, Aran?

Suna: Sorry to be off-topic, sir and Aran, but Shoyo is your son.

Mr. Hinata: Yes, Suna, and he is my cousin, by the way. Hence why I am worried. Sorry, uncle.

Suna: It's alright, dear. Shoyo and Akaashi, along with their little sister Eri, are my biological kids. I mean, you just have to look at Sho and Akaashi to tell they're related. But Uncle, you're off-topic. What about Sho? He's missing. Anything could have happened.

Atsumu has gone offline.

I received a text from Atsumu and showed it to Sakusa. "Hey, Sunshine, this is a stretch, but I'm putting it out there. Why don't you get the surgery?" he suggested.

I shook my head. "Because I don't want to be unable to feel love again, Kiyo," I replied honestly.

Sakusa sighed. "So, you're willing to end your life for AtsumBack at Inarizaki

MR Hinata has just learnt the truth well not all of the truth about his son now he is about to confront his class about the situation

“Class 1-A aka my team come to the Gym now pronto ASAP”

“Yes Sensei is something up”

"As a matter of fact yes in the search for my son my eldest has found his diary now I have read it especially the last page Kita did you know my son had feelings for you”

“I Knew he had like feelings but I thought he meant like a friendship way when he told me he loved me why do you ask sir”

“Congratulations your killing him you at Atsumu”

“Excuse me sir what do you mean Kita and Atsumu is killing him”

“Well Ren Sho has Hanahaki”

“But isn't that a myth sir”

“I thought so to but the evidence in his diary suggests other wise”

“What does the entry say as It has to be about me I have a right to know right”?

“Okay here is his last entry reads it out ~Hey diary this will be the last you hear from me you see today the ultimate betrayal happened when my best friend and my crush become official coughs while writing and <blood and petals come up> oh yeah I should mention that to you diary I have Hanahaki you know what keep the petals as a memory of the betrayal that I will never forget bye diary”~

Everyone looked shocked and disappointed Mean while Shoyo decided to text his cousin luna

Texts between Luna and Shoyo

//hey Lu if I know my brother as well as I do he would have found my diary and the truth about me would of come out I am not coming back don't look for me please//

//what do you mean where are you please give me something anything//

//we're fine we are just worried about you//

//I told you I'm safe tell dad and Akaashi and Eri I'm sorry I can't face them again before you ask why//

Shoyo forwards a text message to show

text message from Atsumu to me //some bitches need to know their place and this is yours Kita chose me over you deal with it from Atsur any bye sho//

“Uncle sho is texting me and he says he is safe he isn't coming back you know what I'll just let you read my phone”

Mr Hinata read Luna’s phone and then said

“Atsumu you can go and see The principal”

“Why that's not fair”

“this is a text from you this morning to my son”

Me Hinata read out Atsumu’s text in front of the boys

~”some bitches need to know their place and this is yours Kita chose me over you deal with it from Atsu”~

“Really Brother thats low even for you”

“Disgusting behaviour Atsumu miya”

“We’re over Atsumu” “What why”

“You are seriously asking why well if you Don’t know I ain’t telling you sir i would like to make it right with your son and save his life”

“Wise chose young man i will call him see if i can get him to tell me where he is”

Mean while akaashi walked out of school with a knife seeking revenge

He walked into the gym and his eyes were red with blood lust he couldn't his dad calling him

KEIJI STOP YOUR YANDERE IS TAKEN OVER HINATA AKAASHI KEIJI ENOUGH SAID MR HINATA

Huh!? Asked Keiji

Yandara said the boys

Mr hinata received a call from shoyo just letting him know he is safe at least that is whwt he wants his dad to think

📲son where are you, please come back or do you want an upset baby unicorn tonight

📱is that what you think I want my sister crying her eyes out.

📲Then come home please son

In the background

just know no one hurts my baby brother and gets away with not again not on my watch wait where is sho”

“He ran away Keiji”

“HE WHAT?! okay now its on site”

“Kei simmer down we will find him”

“You better or i swear I will cut a bitch 🔪”

“Hinata Akaashi Keiji Give me the weapon”

“Ugh whatever“ he reluctantly Hands over knife

“All of them Keiji”

“How? Fine” hands over everything he had on him well almost everything

“Cuz where. The fuck were you stashing all that”

The only anwser luna got that question was

“Nunna”

“huh? Nunna? What's that meant to mean”

“None of your business”

“📲sho are you still on the phone with me”

“📲Unfourtunely Jesus Kei rattled your cage today” “

📲Just tell me who you with what is this mission”

In the background

📲Helios come on Dabi is getting Impatient and if you don’t complete this mission on time oir heads on the chopping block and not just Secretively”

📲Kyio are you with my brother”

📲Hey keiji who do you think found him who do you think has been helping raise money to get surgery to remove that flower It will also remove his feelings and he won’t be able to love again”

📱Im here I want to help”

“📱Funny Kita san <cough cough>”

“📱Cuz you okay”

“📱Shut up lu im fine nothing to serious”

“📱you are calling Hanahaki not serious are you shitting me you and i both know its getting worse”

“📱Where are you sho let me help you”

“📱Why are they calling you Helios little bro”

“📱My codename I am on a mission”

📲I am sorry sho when you told me how you felt I thought you meant as friends I see me and Atsumu have clearly hurt your feelings

Nice kill sunshine our next is this guy”

“K-k-kill you just killed someone and you want kita to be with you you're dangerous”

“Hahaha hold still your little bitch or your daughter gets it” 🔪

“Papa help”

“Haha let's do this Dabi give us the information and we let you go about your day”

“please what do you want to know I'll tell you anything just let my daughter go”

“Who is the corrupt MF who is trying to take down the sunshine corporate “

“Okay okay i’ll tell you its my business partner Willam”

“You just gave that infomation to the Heir to that company who will be trying the fuck company over”

“Im sorry sir really i am sorry ”

“Too late little girl i suggest you run because my friend here don’t play nice i don’t kill kids him on the other hand does as for you sir goodnight” 🔪

MR Hinata was still on the phone and hearing everything kita heard as well and he said

“Sho stop this and come back to me i want to tell you something”

“You have five minutes of my time dabi can you get me a porta from momma Kurogiri”

“Sure can sunshine”

A portal appears and shoyo goes though back to the Inarizaki gym

“Speak now before i go on my next mission”

Kita walked up to sho and kissed him

“ i am sorry i didnt recognise your feelings let me return them now”

Kita kissed shoyo and shoyo kissed back

“What about Atsumu”

“Your cousin showed us a text he is currently suspended”

“And we are over shoyo will you be my boyfriend please”

“Yes of course i will but i have to go back on my mission take down the assholes that are trying take down Sunshine corp”

“Want some help sunshine”

“You need a codename”

“Omfg your a fire fox i am more in love you”

“Thanks baby lets go”

And they went to take down all the corrupt corpations hand in hand The yandara and the firefox become informous Shinsuke also learnt those corps were after his corpation too win win and he was with the one he truly loved

“that is how mommy and daddy fell in love Emiko”

“you are telling our daughter or story Kita”

she asked how we got together sorry honey”

“ no I love our story well maybe not the start of it but the way it ends I love”

“ is that why you and daddy are famous mommy”

“yep we are famous yanderes your uncle Keiji is one too and so are you it’s our bloodline”

“cool so we get to protect the ones we love”

“yes darling now it’s bedtime goodnight sweetheart”

“goodnight baby”

“goodnight mommy and daddy”

We will always kill butterflies to keep you sake out little fox no matter who it is they will never touch you our dear child if killing butterflies (bodies) is what we have to do to keep you safe we would rather have blood on our hands and you keep your innocence

[itfitsitshipsart]

7, 9 , and 12 for the ask game :D

I can't pick a single man to speak of... so you'll get se Raven, Reiji, and Weiss as well!

7) did your f/o deserve better?

Raven did, though I suppose he did get some of that better in the long run. But like, he didn't have to go through THAT much! To sum up, he was a sort of prodigal son, didn't know who he was supposed to be or how to be it. And he got that, finally, after joining the knights! (Well, after meeting the right people at least and dropping the bad friends he hung with before).

And ya know what happened next?! They all died! Everyone! His friends, the girl he loved and knew would never love him, all of them! Even him (and was brought back), and when he wanted to go home... guess what? His hometown was destroyed and gone.

So yeah, he deserved better, to put it lightly.

Reiji also deserved AT LEAST a little better! They poor man has been used his whole life! His brothers treat him like a servant and mother with NO thanks, and act like brats. And his family problems (God the family problems) I won't go into ALL the details, but, to put it briefly, he was neglected by his mother who gave all the attention to his brother, and everyone in the house found him creepy and weird. Like, how could they! He was just being himself, a little autistic coded vampire, and deserved attention and love!

And while he gets some pretty happy endings with his routes, anything else often leads with him having a mental breakdown and sometimes murder. Especially if in his elder brothers character routes.

Weiss also deserved better! (If it's not obvious, ally boys deserved better) Like, child soldier turned experiment and into book. Need I explain more? Honestly, I'm glad he doesn't remember any of his life as a human. Being just a book for as long as he remembers is far better.

9) do you distance yourself from other fans of your f/o or their source?

Yes and no. I find myself getting extremely attached to the nuanced ways I begin to see my F/Os and it, and thus it makes me feel awkward. Awkward about if other fans wouldn't like what I've come to think of, how I feel, and how they may feel about all of this *gestures wildly at self shipping*

That being said, I love looking in from the outside, and part of me wants to join in, but I don't unless I feel very confident in it. And when I find someone who shares a Fandom and selfshipping (unfortunately it feels rare) I get all giddy and happy!

12) aren’t you tired of being nice? this is an excuse to rant.

Oh but what to rant about in particular!

Maybe the fact that I am having such a hard time focusing now? These three in particular are now all in my brain and I need two of them to leave so I can focus! >_<' And this isn't even what I'm supposed to be ranting about!

I shall take this ranting pass, and use it another day, I swear! Maybe. Possibly.

I'll probably forget ^^'

[bruciemilf]

I am FREE from the shackles of anon now heres my brainrot

A Krypton survives au where there's this exchange thing for Earth's most influential get shipped off to an island with Krypton's most influential for a few months. The appeal comes to Bruce, because it was either him or Luthor, and they're curious not desperate. Bruce sends two of his boys, Tim and Damian, because look. LOOK. He loves them. He doesn't love them less than any of his kids, of course. But by GOD do they need a reality check and some exposure

Immediately he sends them (Tim's excited and slightly angry, Damian's like nine and upset that his father apparently doesn't want him) he feels a crushing sense of guilt like oh my God my babies. I left my babies to fend for themselves- Damian must think I hate him, Tim'll never come home again, they must hate me-

The rest of the kids are like dad come on they're not babies, Damian'll get over himself. They can take care of themselves- it's not like they'll die, Dad, they're just being dramatic, they'll be fine.

It's excruciating because in the beginning, Damian gives clipped responses on the mandated calls and finds any excuse to shorten them, and Tim just doesn't show up. He sends written reports as a form of contact. Second month and afterwards is worse because Bruce is lucky if he even gets a TEXT MESSAGE per week. He's a literal mess and counting down the days until they're back, because they don't SEEM mad at him any more and seem like they're having fun but it's hard to tell when they barely talk to him

They come back home and Bruce is spilling out apologies like I'm so sorry I'll never send you guys away again I love you I'M SORRY. They're like "We're fine, calm down. Also we made some friends that are staying with us for a while :)"

Enter Kon-El and Jon-El (ik they logically won't exist if they hadn't been raised on Earth but IMAGINE) like, "hey! Your home is lovely and your kids are awesome and incredibly entertaining. Also here's our dad, his name is Kal and he's our adult chaperone! Have fun!"

It's love at first sight. Jason despises that this alien guy that can't control his powers fully yet and could hurt his dad is suddenly encroaching on their space and flirting with is dad. Dick's only mildly upset that he hadn't come along and found himself a Kryptonian buddy because they seem incredibly fun

Bruce's attention is split between Clark (hot, kind, clumsy alien guy that's ALSO a single father) and Tim (used to being abandoned so isn't really upset, but is definitely pulling away) and Damian (Very Vocally upset but wants to be a Big Kid because Jon's a few months older and a bit taller so he's trying to act like his world isn't falling apart)

I love that Clark is more or less a camp counsellor for troubled kids. Like yeah it really be like that *throws damian a hundred feet in the skies bc Damian asked him nicely*

WHEEZE imagine clark being like, Tim? Oh bruce he cried everyday! No yeah he wanted to call you every night and just kinda walked away from the phone last minute. Multiple times a day, sometimes. We had a betting pool.

[hainethehero]

I'd like to add:

"You're a real jerk sometimes, Brooklyn," Dum Dum sighs as he takes up residence next to a pouting Sgt. Barnes next to camp.

Bucky scoffs and shakes his head, "Only Steve calls me jerk."

"So, go apologize to him."

"For what, exactly? Putting himself in danger? Jeopardizing the mission? For almost getting blown to bits?"

"So you care about him," Dum Dum surmises quietly, taking a drink of his whiskey. He passes the bottle to Barnes who takes a healthy sip or two.

"My whole life I've taken care of that punk," Bucky gripes, "and now all of a sudden he's big and muscley and is jumping on grenades and running after bags that worth not a damn... it's like tiny Steve but more suicidal."

Dum Dum huffs in amusement at that. "Yeah, kid's kinda crazy, I'll admit that. But he's still human, Barnes. Maybe he had something valuable in that bag. From what I've heard, he ain't got much left but you."

Bucky takes a moment to mull over his fellow commando's words, sipping the whiskey and welcoming the burn. There was a truth to Dum Dum's words, something that he wanted to believe in, despite how angry he was at Steve. He loved that little punk- didn't matter he was huge now- he would always be Bucky's little punk. And he'd be damned if Steve died on his watch.

It was easy for him to imagine just how out of place Steve must've felt, being the size of a small child one day and a huge man the next. Fighting with his best friend wouldn't have helped his discomfort either.

He sighs heavily, finding his resolve. "I'll be back."

"Take your time," Dum Dum grins, eyes glittering as he keeps watch.

.........

When Bucky enters the tent, it's dark and filled with the scent of a recently put out fire.

Steve must've been waiting for him.

Bucky chews on his lip, instantly feeling bad. He finds Steve easily enough, the familiar- no, unfamiliar outline of his body resting on its side. He's curled up on some quilts, in his combat trousers, a khaki t-shirt and socks. His head rests on the bag he'd gone back so foolishly to save. It makes Bucky irritated again but he pushes it down. Steve needed him.

When he gets closer, he makes out the glittery tracks of tears running down Steve's pretty face, a redness on his porcelaine complexion. He's been crying.

Bucky's chest quivers and he feels his own heart break. How could he have been so stupid? So he got scared, that was no excuse to hurt his best guy? Was it? Or did his panic override any sense of understanding because in truth, he was in love with Steve... in the way he'd be expected to love a dame?

"B'cky?" Steve whimpers, frowning as he's roused from his troublesome sleep.

Bucky instantly spoons him from behind, wrapping his large arms around his boy, burying his nose in Steve's downy blonde hair.

"Hey, Stevie," he whispers and Steve tries to stifle a sob but fails.

"I'm so sorry, punk. Never meant to be so mean to ya."

Steve sniffles and wipes at his nose. "Still hate me?"

Bucky shakes his head. "No, doll. Could never hate you. The opposite really-"

Steve scrambles to sit up and rounds on him with fierce blue eyes. "What?"

Bucky frowns, "Whataya mean what?"

Steve grumbles and wipes his tears away. "You saying you love me, Buck? As a joke? Cos that ain't funny."

Bucky swallows slowly, heart beating out of his chest. It was now or never. "I ain't jokin', Steve. Alright? I- I've known for a while but, with the war and your ma p- ...I just couldn't tell ya."

Steve watches him with glistening eyes for a few, worrying his lips with his teeth. He sniffs and then digs into that wretched bag. He pulls out a worn piece of paper that was torn from a sketchpad, Steve's neat scrawl dancing across the pages. He huffs, shaking his head before handing it over.

Bucky frowns, eyes scanning the page. It's a letter, written by Steve... the day he'd shipped out with the 107th.

Tears have started to flow by the time he's done reading it. They're soaking the paper in his shaking hands. Steve looks alarmed, touching Bucky's shoulder cautiously.

"Buck? Hey, Bucky,... you okay?"

Bucky glares up at him, Steve's letter clenched in his fist and pulls Steve in.

"Shuddup and come here, punk."

Stucky fight headcanon...

I hate when my faves fight but the angst-obsessed goblin in me just CAN'T stop thinking of Bucky and Steve getting into a fight about some mission-related thing, and either Tony (if it's the current timeline) or Dum Dum (WWII timeline) steps in and tells Bucky to take a walk.

Something like...

"And I told you to stay put, Steve! You just compromised this whole damn mission and yourself for what- some cargo?!"

"Bucky, you don't understand I couldn't leave it-!"

"It's a bag Steve! You could've died, for a bag!"

And Steve gets all teary eyed and frustrated because Bucky doesn't understand, he had letters in that bag and trinkets all meant for Bucky before he'd gotten the serum! Letters telling his best friend how he'd loved him as more than a friend and was ready to fight and die by his side for the rest of his life!

Tony/Dum Dum know this, but Bucky doesn't, so he just thinks Steve risked his life for nothing, being the stubborn little shit he always was back in Brooklyn. They get in between them to calm things down before Barnes says or does something he'd regret and end up hurting Steve unknowingly in the process.

"That's enough! Barnes, take a walk."

And Bucky goes, "Oh, you're taking his side like he just didn't jeopardise this whole operation?!"

To which they reply, "He's upset and you're making it worse. We'll talk about it when you've calmed down!"

Bucky scoffs and says, "yeah, whatever," as he stomps off without even a second glance at Steve who looks stricken and sick to his stomach, holding the very same bag in his shaking hands, tears dripping down his face as he wonders the chances of Bucky loving him back after this.

[that-one-weeb-but-starwars]

Hello! I LOVE your writing so much, and I sae your asks are open. Would you be able to write something on what it would be like kissing Rex for the first time. And if you wanted to get spicy, what it would be like having sex for the first time.

I stopped Writing my cad bane x reader for this and YES YOU CAN

Im really glad you enjoy my reader despite all of my errors. I have grammerly for a reason I should be using it.

Also. I will write the smut scene but will have this be request be two parts because it ended up getting really long and really got into sweet rex

Before I go I love you| Rex

Warnings: mentions of being naked, suggestive, Anakin Skywalker being a big brother, really really slowly building up that sexual tension thats gonna be in part two

Reader: Female

"I love you!" Rex shouted, "I. Love you."

The boys went crazy as they stood on the gunner ship, finally he had said it.

"I've always loved you! So I-" Rex spoke.

"We have to go!" Redeye shouted, the other Gunner ships starting to make there way off the ground slowly.

"I just." Rex spoke, as he looked down at Y/n, the general holding a flower in hand he had handed her before hand, "You don't have to return my feelings, but I wanted to tell you. You're what keeps me going! And even if we're not in a relationship, or you want me court marshelled or anything! Knowing that you're alive keeps me going!"

"I have to go! They need us Rex Im sorry!" Redeye apologized, as he started up his ship.

Rex leaned over the edge, a knee to the ground of the ship, "General. As long as your safe I dont care how you treat me-"

He was cut off by her kissing him, the boys whistling as Rex ran a hand through her hair. His lips were rough against her soft ones, Rex from the labor of his efforts in the battlefront of warm no hot to the touch as he had been going non-stop. It was the longest amount of peace he had gotten on a battle feild, feeling as if he was sitting in a feild, with her the only being for the whole planet. White noise filling his head as he pulled her in closer, deeping the kiss he'd felt he'd never get again.

It was the ship slowly rising higher than broke them apart.

"I love you!" She cried out as his hand held hers, "so Come back to me! All in one piece!"

He smiled down at her, as there hands slolwy pulled away from one another due to height.

"I'll never loose if I have you to go home to!" Y/n shouted up at him.

"I love you!" He shouted for a final time as Redeye took off, Rex rising to his feet as the door was slid shut.

"YEAH!"

"He did it! He finally did it!"

"You wanna talk about that Rex?" Anakin asked, he wasnt at all happy.

"Uh...I have feelings for General Y/n-"

"Who?"

"I uh. Mean General Skywalker sir." Rex responded, how could he forget her damn twin brother was standing next to him and none the less his General.

Anakin laughed, "I won't man any other man with her."

Anakin placed a hand on his shoulder as Rex sighed in relief, "So that means take the pin up of her off the ship,"

"Hey!" Fives complained, "she said we could!"

"She said what!?" Anakin shouted.

Rex was proud to say that he kissed his crush and won the seven day battle. When the group returned to Corusaunt a mess, covered in dust dirt and grime they all came back exhausted, running on fumes.

Rex had gotten a surge of energy from the ration bars distributed eariler as he rushed out the Gunner ship, looking for Y/n.

There she was in all her glory, her dark robes covered in light tan sand dirt, her face showed the same dirt and grime that covered her boots, her hair pulled up in a sloppy ponytail.

Rex pushed past moving clones, excuse mes and I need to get bys as he made his way closer and closer.

"General-"

"Rex!" She pushed past others apologizing as they finally got to each other, Clones too tired to pay any attention.

Once within reach they grabbed one another.

"You're alright!" Rex spoke.

"You're okay? You're alright?" Y/n questioned holding his face.

"I've never been better-" He told, but was cut off with a kiss.

Her hand running through his soft blonde buzz cut as she pulled away softly.

"We're lucky all these clones are tired, we could get caught." Rex spoke.

"Then come on."

Rex let her pull him off, and sneak him into her room.

Wait.

Was. Was this happening. Now?

He gulped as she closed and locked the door behind her.

"Go ahead take a shower." Y/n responded, "the refreshers that way."

"Oh, uh, yeah..." Rex spoke making his way over to the refresher placing his helmet on her table before walking inside.

Y/n was pulling out some blacks she had from when she has snuck in as a clone trooper, and was more than glad that she had a strong build being the same height as her brother.

Folding them neatly she walked in the refreshed the shower running as Rex unfortunately hidden behind the curtian.

"Rex. I brought some of my old blacks from when I snuck into the GAR." She told him, "unless you want me to retrieve some of yours for you?"

The only sound was the water hitting the floor as he didn't respond. She frowned, perhaps it was because he was in the shower?

She supposed it was diffrent when you're with a whole bunch of the same guy verus a female.

"Want me to join you?" She questioned.

He was silent again, but cleared his throat.

"Um...please?" He questioned himself.

Y/n chuckled, "alright then Captian."

She stripped of her chlothes, Rex seeing her silhouette undressing in the curtain as he quickly rinsed off any dirt he may have had on him. He'd be lying if he said he wasnt just standing under the shower the water hitting his neck and running down his back as he thought about what had unfolded within those seven days.

The curtain shifted as he turned his back to her rising what small amount of hair he had as she stepped in behind him.

"Its cold Captain." Y/n noted aloud.

"Ah. Sorry, Use to it." Rex spoke rubbing the back of his neck, "I prefer it to the heat."

Y/n chuckled, "As do I,"

Her finger tips grazed a fresh scar on his back sholder blade.

"I never liked the heat, reminds me too much of Tatooine..." Y/n infromed quietly, "Its a dream of mine to go see the snow moons or planets."

"You've never seen the snow?"

"No...Anakin got all those missions. I suppose I was jealous that he got them, got to see the opposite to what we knew so well," she told kissing his shoulder softly, "or maybe I eas just jealous that he was takin you away from me."

Rex chuckled at her small joke his shoulders loosening as she rubbed her rub over his biceps, fingers traveling around his body, rubbing small knots and kinks out of his tired body.

"Maker..." he moaned in pleasure, "is that a jedi trick? You find them so easily."

Y/n chuckled as she contuined to rub on him scars and thight muscles, "no. You're just a tired soilder...my tired soilder."

He melted at her possessiveness, even if it was a small tease, slowly he turned around, face to face with Y/n as she smiled, his face rose in heat as he tried to keep his gaze away from hers, but her fingers rubbed along the sides of his neck down to his shoulders as he let his head roll back.

Y/n contuined to please him, releasing small knots under his skin. He felt bad for feeling so good, muscle pain turned into releif as she ran a hand through his short buzz cut, rubbing the back of his head.

"Its no fair to you...mesh'la. Mhmm." He spoke moaning under her fingers she chuckled.

"Go ahead Captain. I didn't say you couldn't put your hands on me." She teased as she slowly dropped her hands.

He gulped, his hands unknowning up what to really do, she dropped her hands off his shoulders and lifted his hands to her shoulders, his fingers slowly massaging her skin and up her neck, into her hair where he massaged her scalp.

She hummed Softly her eyes closing as he guided her under the water softly.

"You don't have too."

"I'd like too if you'd allow me."

"Hmm...okay..."

Rex smiled as he washed her hair for her, making sure get all the sand dirt out.

She yawned as the soapy water washed into her mouth, immediately coughing and choking on it.

"I'm sorry! Im sorry!"

"I-Its okay! Really!"

Rex watched her recover as she wipped away any soap from her face.

"Im okay."

Rex sighed in relief, "I think I'll just...step out."

Rex left quickly before Y/n could get a word in. He got dressed in the bottom blacks left for him leaving the shirt for her.

Sitting on rhe small cushions she used for meditirating he held his face in his hands, he was beyond embarrassed. He had made her choke and none the less on soapy water.

Wait-

He had made her choke.

His face deepened in red as he couldnt believe how he was thinking- but he wanted to make her choke, by his own hand rather than water-

"Might have gained a bit more muscle I suppose huh? You fit into those good?" Y/n questioned.

What? Was she talking to him?

He turned around to answer her even if it was delayed as he spotted her in the black turtle neck, a simple pair of black panties matching them.

"I-uh yeah..." he flustered looking away.

She smiled as she walked over to him, standing infront of him, "Come on. You can come over to the bed."

"I-I don't think thats appropriate G-general."

Y/n only chuckled, "we did just shower together."

Well. She had a point.

"R-right." Rex spoke.

"But you don't have to. If you don't want too." She spoke taking small steps backwards, as she fell onto the bed happily.

Rex chuckled at her playful adittute, her feet kicking into the air, he got himself up catching one of her legs as she chuckled, pulling her legs far enough to wedge himself between them he fell ontop of her as she laughed, running her fingers through his soft buzz cut he hummed laying his head on her chest, every worry he had flying away.

"You know...we should go to the snow..." he spoke softly, his own arms resting under hers and messing with the ends of her hair.

"Mhm. Yeah sounds nice." She spoke, to lost in the sweet moment to be excited, without another word the two fell asleep in each others grasp.

When moring came Rex was up early, sitting up he was tugged on as Y/n drapped her arm over him, she stirred in her sleep as he rubbed her head, her drowsiness taking over as she fell back asleep

Skillfully getting out of her grasp he started to get dressed in his armor.

[the-firebird69]

My receiver went through Pennsylvania it's not exactly a normal but it's not real normal the excuses the other routes are jammed which they are but usually they are jammed off and on the point is where the receiver here you might receive things information you need and communications have been disrupted recently and something we're messing with that they shouldn't but if you need to hear something you might want to look into the code of the stereo I bought from Walmart

Thor Freya

Olympus

That's okay we're here and stuff I do see what you're saying so we're going to have to try a little bit more to keep people often and he's not one of ours and he looks like a man and he's with Tony f who moved him off

Mac daddy okay well it might be me but I see what you're saying I'm dune 2 but yeah I'm pretty big I don't know why you're not growing we had tons of that prilosec but you're right we get a workout and we get it and we get the cardiovascular going and you're not really burning off that much fat until recently and it's probably going to stretch it out a little but really at 8 years that stuff falls off other medicines will slow it down it doesn't take a ton it takes a lot but it takes a while for someone to start growing it was stunted for so long probably 5 years to full size and it says that should be too hard I'll have to mug back to the everybody I see doesn't mean you probably one steer a day at full size and that's remarkable that's too big and that's what I'm saying he says

Mac daddy

It's hard to impress them no he's nervous and watching so boy that guy's shoulders are wider than mine and he's thick LOL but really it's pretty big and he's a big fella that my full size I'd have a fight on my hands because he's seasoned and skill still and yeah it's Mr Bean any hits people in the beaner that's how he wins and it's annoying but it's the way it goes I guess is a lot of stuff going on a lot of people are moving and leaving they want him out here and they want to see if things are fine and really it's not that bad and we moved out west before the process was really not right but that's what happened

Bill

I got to say something and not cuz my name is slightly the same this is hell you guys are not speaking in complete sentences and I guess you never do but boy it's aggravating and I have to tell you that I get aggravated easily I need to purchase this stuff and it won't what time you said growing up and down will do it and I tried it and everybody's doing it and I started to figure out I was hiding by accident yeah so I feel a little better and it's working in a combine it with stuff grow up and add some stuff as I'm coming down I'll throw it out eventually I'll be stuck up there but wow and it's horrible this is a mess he's going to start growing right at Easter he's laughing and asking us if him or something has something to do with it maybe maybe the cabbage that's true so that makes sense so we're off in another adventure soon and we will let you know how it goes I'm trying to find out some of the stuff he's talking about we know about the Continental caverns and that's real the borge it's a question and gigantic Giants we have to check into it it's going on right now

William

Had to say something stay away from those two they're too big and too much for you and it says oh yeah I already did that and they've got the St Bernards and they're pretty big. Shoes huge numbers and people are coming by now but there's some people bothering him. Like this little kid and it's probably Brian he's a dick. For real.

Hera

It's kind of a humorous thing watching dogs know each other if they're bigger they always pushing and push them around stick their nose right on them so sign of dominance but they're really sitting there sniffing like crazy and they remember okay this guy is all right and he's going to be gone shortly and without so much fanfare and once the ships are gone he's going to take his Titan and lose everything and there's Stone chips up there underground and there's a bunch and people will fight them and lose the rest of theirs it's going to happen shortly.

-the more like her down to 2.5 billion ships the 1 million trumpsters that heated up or out by the pseudo empire Trump only has maybe two billion left that's a lot of ships but not if you can't get anywhere and ask dumb questions but yeah but they can't get anywhere you're not watching ammo supply the attack tactics their technique and why they're doing things and you're not modifying anything you're not leaving any off for information or getting information you just assholes I think you have ai that does something so they're thinking that's true soon they'll be out no but they'll be out and yeah they're stupid. But it was bja during the bicycle thing in this kind of stupid. It's a couple more people that are real Tom but we have some control there's a huge amount of people leaving Florida and there's a bunch coming in here but right now we think there's probably 4% up out of those 4% of 1%, it's more or less almost on the highway you're driving around getting roadway supplies gasoline that's a huge number from 18% yes they'll bring it down to 14% by tomorrow there are some that are planning on evacuating by ship and from Tampa and large numbers. Yes it's minority morlock and almost all of them they found out they're not welcome either and they're having fights with these guys it's adding to it they're going to be leaving momentarily they're going to be leaving from Tampa and fort Myers in big cruise ships. And they are cruise ships that are good sized they're only a thousand foot but they're decent cruise ships they hold both 4000 people uncomfortably and it's a few hours and they go up to the South what's going on now that they are having a little bit of fun trying to get on as they're competing with people who are white poor people and they're trying to get more ships it is stated that they will probably have five or six shifts momentarily. And that's additional right now out of Tampa there are four I'm going to take hours to get there not really they're going to Alabama and it's only like 50 miles you know it's about 80 miles and they go off and back in 2 hours it makes nine shifts once you're up there they can come over the mountains to Georgia and they do that and they're leaving now this is going to be awful they're going to be leaving in the pseudo empire is moving in and it doesn't seem it he says Mac is acting strange and it's true but they are doing it and they do have basis but then again the bases are not on the East Coast they have a lot of aces in Florida and that's the key I was wondering where the bases were they have 50 top side about 40 below some of them are good sized and you know a bunch of ships offshore and making a base there and spaceships and that's what they have a power structure and they have like half of each of the nearby islands and that's also kind of a power structure

-there's other things happening it's crappy acting all around and Matt was doing some crappy in it so people are wondering what's that all about

-our son has not grown in heights at all he decided to train document his size month to month and he's going to keep track of it so he knows if he looks odd people do it all the time here and his arms are a little bigger I checked it out and it's true he's usually at barely 16 inches now it's about almost a quarter over and it's less fat and he's getting bigger little chunky here and there where he wasn't his ribs are filling in a little not much but a little bit and they are he says it will take a little time

-additional to this evacuation is the Midwest they're going up 75 miles and they're already loading up and they'll be out of there completely and others they think to move in no recording it off and we take it all out and we're going to start building automobiles and things like that for export to the perimeter I'm going shortly

-it's a lot of symbology here and it's about our son and his wife it's going on quite a bit and and it's a lot of it it's kind of worse than this so much of it but these guys aren't sending it seems macaron is going nuts with it they are obscene

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Thor Freya

Olympus

[seokjinsonlyone]

YOUR NAMJOON THOUGHTS DEAR DIETY

I hear something purring...

I am speechless, truly. He makes me soooo mmmm no I can't, I really can't

Whenever I think of him, it's always something relating to casual skin-ship that always sets your heart ablaze. AND WHAT YOU SAID ABOUT HIM LEANING DOWN TO HEAR YOU BETTER...oh no my heart...i'm getting two heartbeats ya'll I can't

IT'S BEFORE YA'LL EVEN START MESSING AROUND THAT'S THE TWISTED BIT

He's all dimpled smiles, and hands around your waist from behind when you guys are taking a group picture and he makes sure to give you a quick squeeze on your hips and a "you look so pretty, baby" before he goes off to mingle.

Leaves you at a loss so often, it's crazy

Plays with your hands! PLAYS WITH YOUR HANDS

You're sitting together at a table with your friends and you can have your hand laying ANYWHERE and his will find it somehow.

Plays with your rings, interlaces his fingers with yours, and drags his digits across your palm reeeaall slow when he laughs at a joke right in your ear so his warm breath and tone make you shiver. HAND MASSAGES that leave you crossing your legs and trembling, ESPECIALLY when he leans in close and says "You're so tense, baby. You know if you want to talk about anything you can tell me right? Your boy is always here for you and all your needs, yeah?" And he makes SURE to put a little stress on the "all" because he's not trying to be subtle anymore.

Feeds you because he's a full-out whore sometimes. Whenever he brings food around, yeah, you're getting the first bite. Always hits you with the "you eat today?" and you roll your eyes because you know where this is going. To which he responds "Drop the attitude and come over here. You know damn well I know how to handle you. " AND THEN YOU HAVE TO PRETEND THAT YOUR MIND DOESN'T WANDER LIKE EXCUSE YOU? WE'RE IN PUBLIC?

But fr even if you've already eaten and you're trying to make the point that he should eat first because he works so hard and deserves a good meal, all he'll do is nod along, make soft noises of agreement in this deep, placating tone that is, mind you, ONLY FOR YOU and you're so distracted by his voice you dont even realize how close he's gotten and then suddenly he's in your space with a container of food between you and barely any room to breathe. You say 'hi' with a little shake in your voice and a little breathlessly because who wouldn't in your position to which he responds with a low, loowww chuckle and that damn smile of his and

"Hi, pretty baby. You make some really good points there, thank you for sharing them with me, my smart girl. But it's only fair that the food I get for my hard work is shared with my number one motivator, right? C'mon open up, just for me. Just a little, okay? Let me give you a little taste, that's all. Just to see if you like what I have to offer."

And you can't do anything but nod and feel your heart speed up because even Stevie Wonder could see that innuendo good god, and then he's telling you to tilt your chin up and he slips a bite of his food right on your tongue and because he's a menace!!!? He tells you to close your mouth before his fingers are out and says thank you and calls you his precious girl with the same damn SMILE and when he does pull them free there is a very very clear saliva trail which his proceeds to end by putting his fingers in his mouth, sucking them, and groaning at the taste of you ALL WHILE MAINTAINING EYE CONTACT.

When he pulls them free, he giggles, LAUGHS ALL BREATHLESS?? and you hate him because he sounds wrecked, positively at the end of his rope, when he says "Good, right? You see how good I can be for you if you let me? Why don't you let me treat you how you're supposed to be more often?"

And then, a little bit more rough..."Want me to beg now? I'll do it, don't tempt me".

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I'm DONE WITH THE MAN I PPRRROOMMIISEEE YOOUUU I CAN NO LONGER TOLERATE THIS ~🌻

FIRST OF ALL ⚰️

SECOND!!! the part where you talking bout joon saying “drop the attitude you know i can handle you” LIKE IM SORRY BUT THAT HAS MAJOR YOONGI VIBES!!!!!

like min yoongi i’m telling you that’s my twin flame right there like this whole hair nonsense he got going on rn i swear he doing it just bc he knows how hot and bothered we are by it like why else would he put it in a bun like he’s being soooo insidious and that just makes me think that in the apex of his slut era he’s being slutty just bc he can like i know he has no interest in being a powerful person but at the same time he gets off on the power he does have like he seems like he would get you to submit to him bc he can

like one thing about me i’m a handful and a half and i can just see myself as one of yoongi’s side pieces bc he has a few like slut!yoongi is there for a good time not a long time make no mistakes about the nature of your relationship you’re there bc he is a man who has needs like he gon take care of you if you take care of him but be fr u just one out of a lineup but anyway i can fully imagine myself being yoongi’s particular flavor he got the taste for and like i said i’m a handful and a half i’m a bit much i like to be controversial just bc i like to give people trouble it brings me joy and then him just being like shut up and sit down and then me giving more attitude and then he just chuckles and takes his glasses off then his shirt off and pulls his hair up into a ponytail and then he’d come back to me pull me in by my waist and say exactly what you wrote “drop the attitude you know i can handle you” and i’ll use my last bit of fight to scoff at him and that’s when he would kiss up my neck and across my jawline before reaching my ear and being like “i don’t like to repeat myself now sit down and shut up” and you know what they say… what yoongi wants yoongi gets

[clonecest-bin-account]

Can we get some CC Batch (Cody, Wolffe, Fox, Bly, and then whoever else you want if any) just having a boys night and being bros? Good natured teasing and trash talk, maybe some roughhousing, but they're just having a good time and enjoying a break. Your choice on whether or not to include background ships, but if you do I'll request Cody be with Rex. The rest is up to you. Thank you!

(Oooooooh nice! Love me some bros interactions)

It feels surreal having to thank the Seppies for something, but the fact that they aren’t doing much means that, after who knows how long, the entirety of Cody’s batch has been able to meet up and spend some time together on Coruscant, far from the frontlines.

They could’ve gone to 79’s, but for the occasion Fox has invited them to his personal apartment so that they wouldn’t be bothered by loud music and other vode being dumb.

 “Fox, you lucky asshole, of course you’d get the nice apartment,” Wolffe grumbles before finishing his fifth - is it fifth already? - glass of wine. At least Fox has had the decency to bring out the good stuff for the occasion.

“Listen, I have to deal with Senators all day, I get the apartment,” Fox retorts, and well, nobody has it in themselves to deny that.

“Yeah, I think I’d rather shoot droids than exchange even just one conversation with a Senator,” Ponds states. He looks drowsy already, though it’s also true that, out of them, he’s the one with the worst alcohol tolerance.

“So, Fox…” Bly interjects before the conversation gets derailed. “Any hot gossip?” He usually isn’t the gossip type, none of them are, but it’s nice indulging once in a while. Besides, Fox always has the best information to share, which can make the evening even more entertaining.

“Well, I know for a fact that someone in this room finally gathered the courage to ask out a certain Captain…” Fox drawls, purposefully leaving the sentence open-ended.

 Silence falls.

Slowly, one by one, they all turn to look to a certain Marshal Commander who’s being suspiciously quiet right now, as he drinks his wine pretending that this isn’t about him…

Then chaos erupts.

Screams, questions, hands, everything gets thrown at Cody who, in that moment, is really close to murdering his brother. Not that he wasn’t going to tell them eventually, but he would’ve done it at his own time!

Damn it, Fox.

 Before he can react, Ponds has slung his arm around his shoulders. “Cody! When were you going to tell us?!” he exclaims.

Cody pretends to laugh, though it’s obvious that he doesn’t really mean it. “When I damn pleased, Ponds,” he replies in fact, though his annoyed tone doesn’t seem to make the others back down. If anything, it provokes their general hilarity.

“Aw, little Kote thinks he can play the part of the big boy now…” Wolffe mocks him, reaching with his hand to pinch his cheek. He gets his fingers bitten in response. “Ow! You dick!”

Cody smirks, proud of having gotten Wolffe using his own methods against him, though unfortunately, that pisses Wolffe enough that he almost jumps at him, if not for the fact that Fox, who always somehow seem to know what their next move his, holds him back by the shoulder.

“Come now,” Bly says, trying to placate him. “We should congratulate Cody, not trying to kill him…”

“He bit me!” Wolffe retorts.

“And it was funny,” Bly says back, completely unbothered by Wolffe’s anger - it’s nothing far from the usual.

 Cody and Wolffe glare at each other just for another while before peace is restored.

Once things have calmed down, Cody turns to Fox. “How did you even know me and Rex are together now?”

Fox doesn’t even bat an eye at that question. “I saw you.”

“You saw me?!”

“Well, not directly, but one of my probe droids caught you confessing to Rex,” Fox explains. “Gotta say, Coruscant’s roofs during twilight, soft drinks in hand? That was so cheesy…”

There are many things that Cody would like to say, but they all get covered up by the others who begin to either laugh at him - he swears he’s going to beat Wolffe’s ass - and others that instead say that it’s cute. Still… “Do you have probes stalking us, Fox?” he can’t help but to ask. Talk about creepy…

The other rolls his eyes at that accusation, sipping some wine before replying. “It was just a coincidence that they caught you. I have probes through the entire city. How am I supposed to know if something happens then?”

Oh, well, that makes sense. Still, it’s quite curious that he managed to find out just out of luck, though it’s not like Cody can make an accusation without any proof. Maybe it was truly just a huge coincidence.

 Take it to Ponds to get the pleasant evening back on track before it degenerates into a brawl. “Well, at this point, why don’t we toast?”

“And to what?” Wolffe asks, while Fox already motions to fill everyone’s glass - he doesn’t really need an excuse to drink some more, so he doesn’t even wait for Ponds to reply.

“To Cody and Rex of course,” Ponds explains, taking his glass and raising it towards Cody. “May you two be happy forever and ever.”

One by one the others raised their glasses towards Cody as well, who can only stare at them with a surprised look on his face. What the hell are they doing? This is such a cheesy thing… and yet, it’s also heartwarming. Not that he doubted the fact that, deep down, his brothers love him - that’s how things are between them - but to have them genuinely wishing him and Rex the best is just…

 Damn it Cody, don’t cry for this dumb thing, or everyone will be on your case!

 Still, he can’t help but to smile as well, as he wordlessly raises his glass as well.

“To Cody and Rex!” Ponds exclaims then.

“To Cody and Rex!” the others all reply, while Cody is barely able to thank them. It’s a small thing, in the end, but those are what truly matters the most, at least that’s what Cody thinks.

 He’s well aware that soon they’ll get back to banter and insulting each other, but at least for now he can enjoy a soft moment between him and the people he loves the most.

He wouldn’t have it any other way.

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[mocacheezy]

Things that made watching Transformers (2007) easier and even enjoyable:

[note: B'verse gets the treatment that it gets by fandom for good reasons. There are tons of posts that dissect the bullshit of these movies far better than my second-language-english-non-american self could ever tackle, so I am not doing that, or plan on doing that. But if I decide that I'll get through every continuity of the franchise I will find a way to make it fun for myself. And so, this is my search for golden nuggets in these movies, because they did bring in new fans to the franchise and that's why we have other continuities that we might not have otherwise. Credit where it's due, and some positivity for those that did find B'verse at least amusing if nothing else. ]

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Frenzy

Anytime Frenzy was on screen made me smile because his movements and personality were hilarious, he is just so expressive despite looking like someone super glued a bunch of knifes together. I wouldn't know it was Frenzy if I didn't go to the Wiki, but no matter that, he was funny and that's what matters.

The original Cybertronian robot modes

We don't see them for long, but the glimpses were glorious. Just look at Optimus

Gorgeous. What I wouldn't give to see the details up close. Maybe I'll go looking eventually, but this is just so nice.

We also get a "sexily rises from the pool" scene with Ironhide (probably unintentional and I am biased due to being a robofucker. In any case, very very nice and Cybertronians look so good as aliens)

"Excuse me, are you the Tooth Fairy?"

You see this kid?

This little girl was the only human I cared about in the movie until I saw just how badass Mikaela is, and how cool the military dude is. I don't like kids, but I would lay down my life for this girl.

This one scene just makes me think of what would happen if her parents showed up way earlier. Ironhide would be her guardian and it would be both adorable and hilarious because "Honey, you have to drive in a sentient alien that looks just like our car because the goverment men said so or there will be consequences and potential alien threats."

There are so many joke potentials there; the cultural barrier, the "I am the ine that is supposed to keep her safe" glaring contests, there is just so much shenanigans that could happen.

Also, tea party with the kid. Tea party with the kid.

Sam Witwicky actually reacts like an average human would when faced with the situations he finds himself in

Do I like Sam Witwicky? No, he is the kind of character that I would want to punch irl because of his personality and actions. He is disgusting. But watching him scamper and scream and stutter when faced with giant metal robot aliens that can squish him like a bug? Good, that was a beliavable reaction and I enjoyed it a great deal.

Megatron. Just, ✨Megatron✨

(the best screenshot of the few I could take while watching, no, I am not going back for a better one, he looks perfect like this)

I also laughted at how they kept him frozen like a popsicle. And not even well, like, they COULD'VE made an actual freezer and pop him in instead of using those couple of tubes just so he was displayed for all personell to gawk at. HE CRASHED IN THE ANTARCTIC!

The design looks so good, because it looks ALIEN and POINTY and AGH!!! The colors? There are no colors that would make him stand out, he looks like someone opened a cutlery drawer, mixed up what's inside, threw in some extra knifes for a good measure and then shook the whole thing until this guy materialized from the pile. It is both incredibly annoying and satisfying.

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Mr. Welker did an amazing job with his voice, I don't know what the directions were, but oh man it sure sent shivers down my spine. That is the kind of voice that spells "You are going to die" and I already have my coffin picked out.

EDIT: SO APPARENTLY! IT WAS NOT WELKER THAT VOICED MEGATRON.

It was Hugo Weaving, and yes the man did am amazing job, but I apologize a million times, I was CERTAIN that THE OG VA OF MEGATRON WOULD ALSO HAVE VOICED MEGATRON. LIKE, OKAY BAY, OKAY!

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LOOK AT THE AMOUNT OF ICE! With how quick he came back fully online once Frenzy turned off the freeze liquid tubes, I bet he was half awake through the whole thing. Systems just below idling or something, in any case, AGENTS YOU ARE SO DUMB! WHO WAS GIVING SUBPAR FUNDING TO THEM, THEY BETTER BE FIRED!

I also was glad that Sam refused to call him by the name the sector asigned to him, despite Megatron being in stasis. And that he insisted they use the correct name. Good job Sam, acknowledge the threat by the actual name and show respect to a fellow sentient lifeform. Even though said lifeform is hellbent on destruction of the universe and your world.

ALSO, AND I CANNOT STRESS THE LAUGHTER AND AMUSEMENT HERE; the sheer DISRESPECT! They don't disassemble Megatron's corpse. No, these idiots, these absolute morons decide to dump him into the ocean, letting him sink to the lowest possible point (not sure if they did say it was the M' Trench or not), where there are proper freezing temperatures - good! You're learning, good job!! - just... In full. Full corpse. What's left of him. Just blup! Down with the fishies he goes!

I understand that they probably didn't know how to approach Optimus about it, but... At least behead the guy. He came back ONCE, who is to say he won't come back again?! Safety precautions my dears.

They also completely disregard what a giant extraterrestrial metal alien rusting away on the bottom of the ocean could do to the ecosystem at large. Like, I find this incredibly amusing, because this ISN'T something most folks think about when watching a movie but we have giant squids down there. We have so much weird things down there, the ocean isn't even fully explored AND YOU WANT TO CHUCK AN ALIEN CORPSE DOWN THERE?!

Now the real question: is he a looker? *looks at the pictures* hmmmm, depends on if you like knifes. Like, really like knifes. Like really, really REALLY want to get it on with a fine assembly of kitchen knifes that were exposed to the elements but somehow haven't rusted away completely.

I think he's neat.

Needs a good long powerwash though. Preferrably with something to help the whole "I was frozen for more than 50 years and sprang back to action as soon as I woke up" thing that happened.

My man needs to take a moment and get his bearings, like dude. Please. You can conquer the world after some energon and slow system boot-up period. The strain on the systems my dude, you ain't young.

Also love that this "death" was probably reused in TFP because lord golly, do we love our faves ending up under the sea. (Though Megan took a much bigger fall, Bayverse WAS PLOPPED INTO THE WATER LIKE A NEWLY ACQUIRED FISH I CAN'T YOU GUYS I CAN'T!)

In short: I love the comedy of american military giving such disrespect to an Alien Warlord. These guys are really sealing their fate.

I loved the way they got the Witwicky family to be important to the plot

The whole "selling my great great grandpa's glasses on e-bay" thing gives us a very good self insert/OC/rewrite/movie AU potential. Don't like Sam and his disgustingness? Find a way to write a cousin or some far off relative or hell, even just someone who buys the glasses off e-bay and go wild with it!

Archibald was also clearly an inspiration for Isaac Sumdac as far as I can tell, what with both of them using Megatron as a means of helping technology advance.

Only difference being one of them lived and actually talked to Megatron after he came back online and the other got driven to madness and death due to the amount of information beamed into his brain. Isaac also acquired a space baby daughter, so the guy is absolutely luckier of the two.

Mikaela being fucking competent and badass throughout the movie, and not being just fanservice eyecandy

I could do without the fanservice, but her personality? I loved it. I loved that she wasn't crawling to Sam and wasn't being "hard to get". Which is also why I was very displeased at the very sudden "oh yeah, romance! She returns his feelings after he took her for a ride and let her vent her frustrations!". The movie is 2 hours long and they could throw in some moments where these two connect?

Welp, it is an action movie, boy gets girl no matter what, can't complain about the staple in the genre.

However, Mikaela x Optimus? Now THAT is something I considered as soon as the two locked eyes and interacted. Like, even taking my shipping goggles off, these two could have a very interesting dynamic and Mikaela could be a very good protagonist. I wonder what the movie would be like with her as the lead and Sam being the fucking moron she has to drag along with her.

BUT ALSO! Can we talk about the horrible, excruciating fact that her and Bumblebee drove around with Bee's damaged legs dragging over asphalt all the time he was shooting at 'Cons? There were sparks flying! SHE WAS DRIVING BACKWARDS! She took command of the situation and did what she could because Bee still wanted TO FIGHT!

Also, they way she beat up Frenzy? Gorgeous, I want to slap Sam's non-existent balls off for not atleast saying "thanks". The dude would be sliced thinner than cabbage if she wasn't there.

The millitary man we are supposed to care about because his wife gave birth while he was on duty and we see his baby three times in the whole movie, actually being a pretty awesome and well-written character

Look, personally, I was a little confused at the reason why we were seeing his wife and baby interacting/the scene where she thinks her husband is dead. Mostly because I don't like kids, so scenes like that, when I don't even know who the character is, have no impact at all. Him having a baby isn't going to make me like the guy more, unless I know his character. Him being absent because he's on duty doesn't mean he'll be a good dad (though he looks like the kind of man that will try his best, and I like that in a man). So seeing his wife and kid at the start of the movie seemed pointless to me.

BUT! FOCUSING ON THE POSITIVES HERE!

Lennox is a good character and whenever he was on screen I was invested in what is going to happen to him. He's the kind of action movie lead that would have me invested, despite my meh interest in mainly gun fight oriented action movies.

Essentially, loved the guy, would love to see more of him while also being able to tell what's happening on screen. Also the comedy scenes he was in were usually funny.

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Okay so these are the things I like about the first movie! It was very long, had to watch it on 2,5x speed because it simultainously dragged while ALSO giving me too much information, but the moments like these and the way my imagination latched onto characters I liked made it watchable. It isn't a movie I'd use to introduce someone to the TF franchise, but it provided me with lots of material for my imagination to run wild.

[slashingdisneypasta]

Greasy Weasel x Reader || Oneshot

Title: Lottie

Notes:

Pay no mind to the title- its just an homage to the original piece this is inspired by/for, for my own happiness ^^

So this is an experiment XD I don't think I got Greasy's character quite right (Even if it IS supposed to build on what little info we have) but I like it... sorta... I like the first bit, anyway XD

Plot: Greasy has known you nearly your whole life (Since you were left on the Toon Patrol's doorstep, anyway, with a note that said you belonged to Smart Ass), he raised you- but what happens between the two of you when you return from the Navy 4 years after shipping off cannot be constituted as platonic, in any way.

Warnings: Age difference, Dads friend/Friends kid (NOT pedophilia, Reader is like 24 in this and there were no feelings from his end until now), possible sexual references (I mean its Greasy so what do you expect), etc.

Glaring over your salad, which you play irritated with with your fork, as you lean back in your chair. "Greasy can we talk, in the hallway?" The fury is coursing through you right now, like the goddamn Nile. Where does he even get off saying stuff like this? He is in no position...

He must- he m u s t detect the absolute blood lust in your eyes as he takes a break from leaning on Chase, to you. But look ashamed at all, he does not as he shrugs - but does not speak. A tell tale sign that he's just as, if not more frustrated in the moment and as such, is so not in the mood to get berated, - and gets out his seat; heading for the hallway.

You watch him go with glaring eyes, not moving an inch, before looking at the rest of the table including Chase and taking a breath. Calm down Y/N, keep the anger to yourself... until you talk to Greasy, at least.

"Sorry about this guys, and Dad... " Your gaze flickers the the hallways door and you hop out of your seat, itching to tear into Greasy for his behaviour tonight, and the past couple days actually. "I'll be right back."

You pass your father on your way out, sitting in a recliner chair with earmuffs over his head to block out his family for a while.

As soon as you reach Greasy at the end of the hall, your face twists into a total scowl; all inhibitions and constraints disappearing.

"What the hell is wrong with you!?"

"I do not know what you mean, bonita." He mumbles around his grit teeth, arms crossed and resistant. You clench your fists, totally frustrated. Bitter, spiteful, awful man!

"The hell you don't. What was all that!? You've been acting like this since I got home! If you didn't want me back here, then you could've just said it! Woulda hurt a hell of a lot less then this."

At least at that, his shoulders relax for a moment- but his expression does not soften. And neither does the steel in either his eyes or his voice when he yells back, throwing an arm out to express his anger. "It isn't that I didn't want you back home, Y/N, its that you brought some inválido, with you! I did not expect that, from you!"

"Chase is not invalid- " You gasp, horrified at the way Greasy is speaking. Where is all the disgust, coming from? Greasy isn't like this, normally... in fact, you don't think you've ever seen him this senselessly an ass. Why!? "And you say that like its some mortal sin! I brought a boy home, I didn't kill someone- which you would not have the high ground over, either!"

"This was supposed to be family time! You've been gone for years and the first nights you're back, its with some chico!? He must mean a maldito mucho to you for you to possibly think he's worth hanging around with us right now."

"First of all, he does mean a lot to me. He's my friend- " Under his hat, you see Greasy's eyes deeply roll- a huff coming out of him as he tightly crosses his arms again. Like yeah right- "No, no. He is. Shut up. And second of all- if you just wanted to be with family then you could have just said! That doesn't excuse your behaviour." You glare ferociously, waiting for the real reason. Is he drunk, or something?? Honest to god you are baffled by the way he's acting- he's usually cooler then this. Out of any of your father's gang, he was the one you never really had to worry about. His antics made you laugh- but this? This makes you want to cry. Or scream.

You've gone for the second option.

"He does not see you as just a friend." He mutters back petulantly, avoiding looking at you now; Pulling his fedora down more over his face.

"So what!?" Even if he does, why would that make Greasy so mad? You cross your own arms. "You aren't my father and its is not your job to protect my 'chastity', Greasy."

He suddenly goes quiet, though the wrath from before is still clear in way his jaw is clenched. "... I know I'm not your father... " He mutters.

Something about that phrase stumps you. Of course he knows, but why does he look so ashamed? You uncross your arms, and take a deep breath.

"... Okay." Your eyes flash, looking up at him again; Anger still not sated. "Then why are you acting insane and harassing my guest!?"

A growl rips out of him and he bumps the brim of his hat upwards so he can look at you again, right in the eye. "I told you, I don't like that you brought him into this house!- "

"That's not it!" Its not. He's acting crazy about a boy who's acting absolutely lovely and polite. Its not.

You just want him to tell you what it really is that you did. You don't want to keep fighting with him, not with Greasy. You want your silly, campy, perverted Greasy back. Not this rotten version in front of you right now.

"It is!"

You press your fists brattily to your hips. "Is not!"

He bares his teeth and leans forward. "Is!"

"Not!-"

And then all the tension comes to a head, and something absolutely mad happens.

The first thing that you notice is the smell of his stupid expensive perfume filling your nostrils and embracing you, then your your hands curled tightly around the lapels of his suit, and finally the feeling of warmth and tingliness all over your body.

Because you're kissing Greasy.

Your perverted Greasy, one of your fathers best friends, one of the men that raised you, your teenage crush. Your kissing him on the lips and he's slowly reciprocating, his mouth moving carefully, but purposefully against your as he moves his body closer.

But there's anger, too. Your teeth are going to ache when you pull back for pressing into the kiss too hard and the tips of your fingers will pang when you let go of him but not quite yet-

Two sets of lips part and Greasy does this thing with his tongue that tears a long overdue moan out of you, and immediately he rears back like he was burnt. And you're left standing there cold again, completely shocked.

And aroused.

But mainly shocked, because you never expected that to happen but it did and now what are you both going to do?

The air is absolutely silent as you both catch your breaths, from the kiss and also from the fight, and hope your hearts stop beating quite so erratically very soon so you can act normal.

Then, because you've waited for this for too long and the moment is too good to pass up, you step over and kiss him again.

And he kisses you back, like he's totally unable to help himself from kissing you.

All the frustrations and tensions of the past few weeks go into it oh my god- you never expected Greasy to be able to kiss totally well, but it certainly does the trick as it has you holding onto him like your life depends on it, chasing your own pleasure but also experimenting- trying to drag pleasant reactions from him. See what he likes, make him moan.

Between kisses, he mutters 'Cariño... ' warningly, carefully. Like he knows he should stop but you're too good.

When you both finally pull back again minutes later, you're both wide eyed again though far less shocked about your actions, then before.

More scared.

"Don't tell Dad."

___REWIND: A FEW DAYS AGO WHEN YOU GOT HOME___

"Guys!" You scream, the moment your eyes land on the familiar group at the docks, utter excitement fills you up and you almost want to cry as you drop your bags with your friend in order to rush over to your family and throw your arms around the first man you reach- Stupid. "I missed you. I missed you, I missed you so much!!" You squeeze him, the familiar soft, worn feel of his shirt rubbing on your face as you cant help but smile.

"Duhh, Y/N!! We brought you (Favourite snack)!" Stupid informs above you, but squeezes you back in a moment, a happy whine escaping him at having you back there with him. And your hugs.

"Ohhh," Now you really want to cry. You're so overwhelmingly happy to be home and to see them again- and they brought you food. "Now that's what I came home for... " You joke, giggling a little bit tearily before pulling back and almost running in to Psycho, who holds up the snack.

You just wrap him up in a quick, tight hug. As always he's the warmest- like a lizard who's been sitting out on a hot rock for hours.

Next you find your father standing expectantly for you, fake annoyed that you didn't come to him first. "Hey, kid. Yeah, I told 'em you'd be none-too happy to see us if we didn't have your damn food. But this is some reception, for a regular pack."

"Hey, Dad." Your voice comes out wobbly and weak but in a good way, as he takes you up in his skinny arms and pink suit holding your head the way fathers do; Like someone with a bat is coming up behind you but he doesn't want you to know and there's no way in hell, that you're about to get hurt on his watch. "I missed you so much."

He sighs, and grumbles something about feelings, before burning his head down into the hug. "I missed you more kiddo."

After you father curtly lets you go, nodding stiffly at you as if it would save him his tough guy reputation, your attention is stolen by a familiar rusty, painful sounding voice. "Hey there, chickadee. No hello for me?"

"Wheezy!" You exclaim, thrilled. He holds up his hands.

"I wont take it personal if you don't wanna a hug me- wouldn't wanna get all smelly."

You roll your eyes, grinning. "Whenever have I ever cared about that."

"Hm." He grins, and you too hug warmly for a moment then you pull back and greet the last of your boys.

"Bonita, its good to see you of course. Nice to see you got into such good shape over seas- almost as good as me." Greasy grins sharply, before you two collide excitedly, so happy to see each other again and you press a quick kiss to his cheek. You picked up the habit when you had a crush on him, in your teenage years. Now its just routine. Yours and Greasy's thing together.

You squeeze his arms one last time, before letting go. "Oh, guys- " Sniffling, all teary and happy, you hide your face and pull yourself together. "Ahh... I'm sorry." Greasy pats your shoulder, as they all chuckle at your show of emotion- not that they're doing hugely better. Psycho blows his nose into his sleeve, teary himself.

Your Dad, although honestly as happy and serene as he can possibly be, with his hands in his pockets and his little baby back, glances off to your luggage still laying amongst bustling travellers a few metres away and the corners of his lips tilt down. "Boys- go get Y/N's stuff. I don't want it gettin' stolen."

Finally, you pull yourself together. "I brought someone I want you to meet! My friend Chase, he's- he's only stopping off here before moving on to his home further inland. And I was hoping he could have dinner with us tonight? Just, cuz, you know, its both our first night back?"

Your Dad squints at the guy who looks like he's guarding our luggage, as Stupid and Wheezy go and collect it. "That green bean there?"

"He's talllllllllllllllllllll," Psycho comments, giggling as he judges Chase.

"Yep, him." You agree, hoping your father is okay with it. you would hate to leave Chase alone in his apartment the days before his flight. He needs a good, family cooked meal for his first night off the ship!

"Yeah I guess." Smart Ass sighs, shrugging and sighing. "I just got noise resistant headphones- I don't gotta communicate with no one."

You grin. "Thank you, Dad!"

"Whatever."

"A boy?" Greasy pipes up, curiously from beside you. You look over and find him sizing Chase up, then turns to you and smiles weakly- a pale imitation of a teasing smirk. "You brought home a handsome boy?"

Rolling your eyes, you pat him on the back before heading over to Chase; not thinking much at all of Greasy's comment of the odd look on his face. "One, he's a man." Greasy rolls his eyes. "And he's just a friend! Wait here guys, I'll bring him over!"

___Greasy's POV___

"Hmmm... a friend." I shake my head, crossing my arms as watch Y/N interact with this 'Chase'. She picks up one of his bags for him and flashes him one of her pretty smiles, and he watches her move on ahead of him back to us. Por supuesto. For sure.

I watch him as a nauseous feeling rolls in my gut. I know that watch. That is not a 'friend' watch. If he was but a friend, he would be more concerned about the loose wooden board he's standing on rather then the chica's behind.

Perhaps I should tell Smartass what that boy is looking at-

As they come over, the nauseous, grinding feeling in me just gets stronger and I decide against opening my mouth to speak. I'm afraid of whatever might come out- I've never been good at withholding my... feelings.

Its only when the boy catches up to her, and us, and he puts an arm over Y/N's shoulders as she introduces us, and I stiffen up like a wooden plank, that I identify the feeling.

Its something I certainly shouldn't be feeling.

Not about Y/N.

The boss will kill me.

Maybe I can ignore it. Wish it away. Its probably just that I haven't been with a woman in a while, now... Si, that must be it. I am desperate. I good night or two with a lovely lady and I'll be fine.

But then the boy kisses Y/N's cheek and I only just manage to swallow the growl that fights to be torn from the back of my throat at the sight, and I realise immediately that this is going to be more complicated then that.

Far more complicated.

"And this is Greasy! Greasy, Chase." Y/N introduces us brightly, presenting him like he's important and Chase good-naturedly offers his hand to me. All I see though is the devil.

"Nice to meet ya! Y/N's told me about you, I hope we can get along." He beams while I glower, not moving at all to take up his hand.

Oh I doubt that we will, 'Chase', I truly do.

"So Chika!" Promptly I turn to Y/N, a smile on my face as I slip between them and wrap an arm around Y/N, leading her up ahead of the others and especially him. "You haven't told us about your travels much- Psycho ate your last postcard. We have to discuss!"

She glances back, concernedly, at Chase but I just prod her to start talking.

Maybe I can right off these feelings as protectiveness... like I'm supposed to be. I watched this girl grow up and I want her to be happy! I'm like... a... father...

My stomach rolls at the idea, but I swallow the horror down. I have to.