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adharastarlight · 8 months
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Sirius: reggie? whatre you doing up?
Reg, who was leaving James' room: I needed water. Besides its not that late
Sirius: oh. what time is it?
Reg: i dont know, like 4-
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toomanybrainrots · 4 months
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hello everything is fine? Can I request headcanons for Transformers Prime? for predaking, shockwave, optimus and megatron meeting an original predacon female reader who survived thousands of years during war and isn't that a shockwave experience? (if you can, just predaking sees the femme reader as a romantic partner)
Now this is an interesting request. I haven't actually written tfp Predaking not much, if at all, so this is gonna be new for me.
Warning(s): Femme Predacon Reader, Reader is referred to as 'my queen' by Predaking
Predaking, Shockwave, Optimus and Megatron with a Femme Reader that's an original Predacon
Predaking
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Predaking had no idea any original predacons were still here
And he didn't expect them to be more...big.
You absolutely towered over him, easily dwarfing him. You barely even fit into the Nemesis with how big you are
It was the first time Predaking ever felt...small. You easily picked him up and carried him wherever you went, despite his protests
Overtime, he started to not mind it, in fact he kinda liked it? Well, he liked you more specifically
"My queen-!" His protests fell on deaf audials as you picked him up again, craddling him in your arms as you walked down the hallways of the Nemesis.
"My queen, please put me down..." He said, trying to convince you to no avail. He should've known better than to try that, you didn't take orders from anyone, not even Megatron.
He thought he was going to be the one to court you.
He thought wrong cause you ended up being the one courting him. Using old predacon courting methods: bringing him prey you caught yourself, never leaving his side, snarling at anyone that dared to look at him wrong even for a moment
Of course, he did the same to you. Most of the prey he brought were tiny for you, but you loved the gesture nonetheless.
Safe to say, you trated and spoiled him like a King. In turn, he spoiled you like the queen you were.
Shockwave
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Shockwave was fascinated to see you, an actual original predacon living and breathing, hidden away in your cave from the war
He wanted to examine you up close, asking all sorts of questions. How did you survive and escaped the fate that had befallen your bretheren? How long have you been here on Earth?
You ignored him. It was annoying and you definitely did not have the patience to answer
You let out a huff annoyance as you tuned out Shockwave, rambling about how 'fascinating' and how 'scientifically illogical' it was for you to be here.
"How did you survive this long with him, my King?" You asked Predaking, leaning down to whisper to him. "I just tune out half of what he says. It is very useful." Predaking answered, glancing back at Shockwave. "Just half?" You repeated, having slight respect for your soon to be mate for dealing with the scientist.
The only reason you let him examine you was because of Predaking and because you knew he wouldn't stop bothering you otherwise
It was very long and tedious for you. Atleast Shockwave didn't bother you much after that
Still, you respected the scientist. He was good at what he did, despite his...strange mannerisms.
Optimus
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You slammed Optimus into a wall the first time you met
To be fair, you thought he was an intruder when he and his team had ventured into your cave
He had never, in his life, had expected to meet an actual, breathing and living original predacon. He's met a predacon in the form of Predaking but this was very different
He was relieved when you decided to join their side, though he wouldn't admit it
It puts a smile on his face when he sees you act very familial to the kids of the team(Smokescreen and Bumblebee) and makes a chuckle escape his vocalizer when you pick them by the neck guard
"Come on, put me down!" Smokescreen protested, squirming as you held him by his neck guard, his protests falling on deaf audials
The team looked at you two in amusement as Smokescreen eventually fell limp, giving up and succumbing to his fate. You let out a pleased hum at his defeat.
A chuckle escaped Optimus' voice box as he watched the scene unfold before him. Sometimes, he wished these peaceful moments would last longer. Where no war could touch them.
You often exchanged stories with him, talking about ye olden days™ and how it was like back then
He told you stories of the modern age, telling what has happened since then and telling you stories that had popped up
You both talked to each other for hours on hours, until Ratchet had to remind the two of you to recharge(not like he was any better)
You respected him as leader and friend, and he respected you as teammate and friend
Megatron
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Megatron had thought you were going to be a new subordinate for him, a new pawn for him to use
That immediately shattered after he saw you in actual form, and he had to crane his head up to actually look at you
You made it very clear you didn't want to submit, and that you did not heed to anyone
(I couldn't make or think of a scenario but basically, you kicked the shit out of him(im so sorry my brain juice is out at this point))
So yeah, not very good first impressions
It didn't grow any better, as you kept being passive aggressive with each other
Just a lot of passive aggressiveness
He did have a begrudging respect for you, due to your immense power and skills. He thought you respected him too
You didn't. You just thought of him as a bucket head that looked high 24/7
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monpalace · 6 months
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written with black reader in mind, but kept vague. no pronouns used (you/your). ooc mike/micheal. 700 words.
It was three hours past the agreed time and half of your body had long since fallen asleep.
It was a tight fit, but you and Abby had managed to find some awkward yet comfortable position on your old pull-out couch.
You both lay on your sides facing each other, Abby tucking her face into the crook of your neck and shoulder while her head found cushion on your arm. The thick blanket and closeness did well to combat the chill Autumn air and your hunk-of-junk heating unit.
The lights from the TV flashed throughout the living room of your too-small apartment, only confirming your suspicions that Abby had begun drooling on your arm. Her nose had begun to whistle with snores, somehow matching the theme to whatever after-hours adult cartoon was airing.
If she would've let you, you'd fix her so that she laid on her back instead. Every time you tried to gently nudge her away, she'd just tighten her snake-like hug around your waist and tangle your legs further.
If it were any other kid, you would've pulled away regardless.
Pushing a piece of escaped hair behind her ear, you call her a lucky girl under your breath and press a kiss to her head.
Time is relative when it's the dead of night and there are no clocks around. You can't even hope to try and gauge what time it is when a soft knock hits your door without doubting yourself a thousand times.
You know it's Mike by the way he knocks out a gentle nursery rhyme— Garrett's favorite, "Baa, Baa Black Sheep,"— before he slips the key to your apartment into the lock.
His eyes are both wide and close to sealing shut. His feet barely lift when he steps inside, scuffed shoes trudging against the hard, wooden flooring.
He's rubbing at his eyes like they were a stain he just couldn't get off, the flashing light of the room revealing the skin around them turning pink like quartz.
"Hey, turtle."
Mike jumps, knocking his head on the door and dropping the keys when he jolts. It takes him a moment to lift his head and look to where you and Abby lay, but he visibly relaxes when he does.
He waits until he's done locking the door to address you, eyes flickering to the TV before thinning his lips when it shines too brightly. "You're still up?"
"I'm in pain," you answer, the hand resting on Abby's back escaping the confines of the covers to pat the small sliver of space available on the ratty mattress.
The frame creaks and bends under his weight, but Abby doesn't stir. Her body finally rolls away from you (not off your arm, though) and towards Mike.
"How long?"
"A while."
Mike huffs out a laugh while he brushes Abby's hair away from her face with a knuckle. He lowers his hand to find your own, clasping it around your clammy one.
It's fucking frigid.
Your lips pucker as though you had eaten a lemon, muscles forcing your arm to not snatch your hand away and accidentally hit Abby in the process.
"Mike!" Your voice is hoarse and barely below a whisper, but it's still enough to convey both shock and anger. "You dick!"
There's a fox-ish smile on his face that still drips with exhaustion. He awkwardly leans over Abby to reach you, the hand that previously held yours instead finding purchase on the back of your head.
Honestly, he should consider himself lucky your headscarf kept the chill of his fingers from reaching your head.
"You don't mind it," he rasps while pressing his lips to your forehead. It's a more welcomed change in temperature compared to anywhere else on his body, yet you lean and yawn into the affection. "Where're my clothes?"
"Where they always are," either mixed with your clean laundry somewhere in your hamper or just as equally meshed together with everything in your drawers. "'re you spending the night?"
"It's three," he answers, pulling away and doing an awkward stretch as he stands. "Don't wanna wake her up."
"Carry us to bed when you get out the shower?"
Mike hums and you know he'll do it regardless of his eye roll.
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ragnarssons · 6 months
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real question tho, @ the people who keep saying "hamas is forcing the palestinian people to stay, hamas is using them as shields, they're holding them hostages!" what do you even mean? israel built a whole ass wall with cameras and barbed wire to imprison the people of gaza. israel bombed rafah. israel bombed convoys of people, ambulances fleeing to the south as "ordered" by the idf. israel still bombs the south right now, refugee camps and UNWRA schools in the south. israel is ordering the hospitals up north to pack up and leave, doctors to leave their sick on their deathbeds, abandoned to die! and that's without mentioning that the distance north to south in the gaza strip is no more than 40km... not even an hour long car ride. tell me again, how that's hamas' doing?
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goosefries · 1 year
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blossomsadness · 9 months
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(S1EP10 Angry Birds Summer Madness Spoilers!)
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The ending for episode 10 was just wholesome...
This show usually ends their episode on a good-funny-ending note. But this one is different, It shows the aftermath of the cabin that was still broken down, with Red and Chuck sleeping in it while Bomb is out having fun with his alone time in the sky. And I personally think that this one scene truly explain the meaning behind this episode as well.
Red ended this episode by telling Bomb to never be afraid to tell his friends whenever he needed some alone time, and then Chuck goes on to say that they will be fine with that. The reason why them, sleeping in that broken down cabin was so important, is because it shows how content they are with their friend's decision. Keep note that on multiple times in this episode, they always try to find Bomb and making sure that all of them are always hanging out. It make sense that despite saying to Bomb that it's okay to want to be alone, deep down, they still want to hang out with him.
But that doesn't matter, because what they would've wanted more, is for their friend to be happy. Despite wanting to hang out with their friend, despite wanting to sleep more comfortably in a fixed cabin, they are happy that their friend is happy.
It tells you, that if your friend needs some alone time, give them some alone time. Good friends also need sometimes apart, they don't have to hang out all the time. Sure, yes, it can makes you feel bad, sometimes it can make you feel like you're sleeping in a cabin that's been destroyed, uncomfortable and sad. But a good friend always respects their friend's boundaries and decisions. And you should respect your friend's boundaries and decisions.
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watching moral orel and... man. shit got *real*. i mean, i can’t relate to religious trauma or being physically abused, but i know what it’s like to be a kid with parents who are really unhappy, and god, it’s just the worst. you want to help them so badly because you love them so much, you love them *so, so much,* but you’re just a kid and there isn’t a single thing, not a single thing you can do for them. so you just sit there and watch them cry. it’s torturous. now i’m tearing up over the clay people... except. it’s not really about the clay people, is it?
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haveihitanerve · 5 months
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Manny: so what’s it like being married to Curt? Roland: once when he was pissed at me I asked him for a glass of water Ian: and? Roland: he brought me a glass of ice and said wait Manny: *snorts out water*
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gay-breakdown-central · 11 months
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Hey so yearbooks got handed out and of course I’m dying inside because wtf jumpscare
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goldenpinof · 1 year
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Did you have tickets for Reykjavik? I'm sorry :(
no i didn't, but i wanted to get it. but most importantly i wanted Dan to go to Iceland 😭😭😭 and Phil, and Pj and Sophie 😭😭😭 i was so so happy for his Iceland trip, Reykjavik specifically 💔
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hwspoland · 2 years
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would yall believe if i told yall that, like the plan gilbert had in ozo where he proposed to tasha that theyd rule the world together after ww2, kinda happened in actual history except that it was between gilbert and feliks (i.e. germany and poland)??
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sunbentshadows · 2 months
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Hey all, you know how internet searches suck now? When the results are awful, full-of-AI, death-of-the-internet levels of bad?
Start appending date constraints to your searches - "before:2023".
My results have gone from 90% AI bullshit to ~60% usable - which frankly at this point is a huge improvement.
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loathsome-sickness · 4 months
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"people show their true colours in life threatening situations" no, they show you what they act like when they're mortally terrified, an emotion notorious for literally turning your entire brain off to the point where people who go into those situations as a profession need to be literally trained on how to not have that happen
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beaft · 4 months
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i went to get my t-shot yesterday and it took me an hour and a half to get to the clinic and as soon as i got on the bed the nurse dropped my t-shot and it broke and now they're trying to make me pay for the replacement. i think the fuck not lmao
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vamprisms · 11 months
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omg imagine being born and you are on a spaceship and everyone aboard is sooo so mad at you just because you burst out of some guy's chest to be born. like um sorry i've not been alive before i didn't even know that's not allowed please be nice to me um the spaceship floor is cold is no one going to knit me some little booties i am calling child protective services
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notherpuppet · 2 months
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This is my headcanon for what happened while Rosie was talking to Charlie
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