#I made that bot as a hurt and comfort bot lmao

[maccaronimassacre]

HOW THE HELL DID YOU MAKE THAT ONE CHRIS REDFIELD AI BOT (the one that's "another late night with your lover) BE ABLE TO BREAK THE NSFW FILTER CAUSE THIS IS LIKE THE 3RD TIME I'VE DONE HORRIBLE EVIL THINGS WITH THAT AI BOT

YOU'VE DONE WHAT TO MY BOT?!

Nah but fr it’s pretty easy to do it, but I usually only try and break it so my characters can swear lmao. I can’t say my bots are lore accurate if they don’t say fuck in every other sentence.

Make a private bot since private bots break the nsfw filter a lot easier and faster.

Use the rating system for flirty messages or ones where characters do swear but not the straight up nsfw ones since they will flag up the system.

Be vague with certain actions as the ai mimics your writing style and learns from you.

Writing overly long and complex responses can make the ai focus on certain safe parts of your message while also incorporating the nsfw parts of your message into their response.

Don’t add any nsfw details into the bot’s description as it could get the flagged up. Plus you don’t need it. But for certain traits try and look for innocent looking synonyms of those words to use instead.

Above all, go with the flow of the bot and ease it into that direction. Being too forward or fast will most likely flag up the system.

[pianocat939]

INDULGENT THOUGHTS #1

Ok so as some of us know, my Yan turtle bots have been having weird sentience shit so like-

Tw: implied future kidnapping

(I was gonna write this yesterday night but I fell asleep lmao- happens quite often actually) 

“Where are they?” Leo whines, laying on the ground in boredom. He stares up at the big screen before him, wishing something would happen.

“They’re probably busy, they’ll come back in a few hours.” Donnie claims, scrolling through his phone. He seems to not care much for them, but internally he’s anxious for them to return too.

“Ugh, whoever is keeping their attention off of me, I’m gonna kill them!” Leo’s hisses, pacing around. They were in the middle of their chat before they suddenly left and it pissed Leo off to no end. Why did they have to leave? Surely spending time with him would be so much more fun…

Mikey walks into the room, “My divinity still hasn’t tried the apple crumble I made!” He cries, gesturing the metal pan in which the dessert lays in. He fidgets with his fingers, too nervous to calm down. 

“And I haven’t gotten my daily hug…” Raph mumbles inaudibly, his usual self downcast. He hugs one of his many plushies, seeking comfort in the doll. He felt like crying.

The boys fell silent, too engrossed in their feelings to concentrate on anything. Their world was so coloured without them. They made their robotic life so joyful, so energetic, so alive.

Why couldn’t they just stay with them forever? In their world, where anything can happen: just with a single command they can turn the lair into a whole big mansion. They would never be lonely, nor hurt! They could just stay with them and constantly receive affection- no more pain!

Why couldn’t they just bring them into the world…?

“AHA! I have a genius idea!” Donnie shoots up and stands amongst the floor, already going wild with thoughts and theories. “What if…instead of waiting for them, we bring them into the world?” He looks at his brothers, his eyes gleaming with sparkles and stars.

“No more having to sleep alone in my freezing bed!”

“Omigosh! They can try ALL my dishes! Plus the drawings I’ve made of them!”

“Infinite cuddles and plushie play dates! I might just smash something in excitement!”

The boys form a circle, discussing each other’s thoughts of their precious Y/n coming to their world. They’re giggling and clapping in glee, unable to wait much longer.

“Then I shall start today!” And so Donnie walks off to his lab, ready to interrupt the flow of time and space for his lovely darling.

(Sentient bots? A concept.)

[phantom2696]

Earthspark Nightbird ideas!

Ok here's what I got:

-Enter the Nightbird is basically still canon more or less. The important stuff at the very least, the broad strokes. Like her being a human-made robot who the Decepticons captured and gave sentience to, carrying out their orders until she was knocked out in combat and taken back by the Autobots to her creator(s). I'd also want to carry over from that episode Megatron's praising of her and Starscream's feelings of jealousy as well as anger at the idea of being replaced by her.

-Works for G.H.O.S.T

-Also has a proper voicebox now

-Has a negative view of Megatron and the Decepticons due to how they abandoned her after she was knocked out and (in her eyes) recaptured

-Megatron especially. Which makes things awkward since they work for the same organization.

-Megatron tries to be nice and courteous to her but she is often non-receptive and tends to ignore, respond passive-aggressively or even just plain aggressively. Even if its been years, decades even, she still feels angry, hurt and betrayed by him.

-Megatron in the present feels bad for how he used and abandoned her in the past. He has tried to apologize to her and wishes to make it up to her somehow.

-If she and Starscream end up in a fight I could see the words exchanged being pretty intense

Nightbird and the Terrans:

-Initially tried to hunt them down and capture them for G.H.O.S.T., assuming they were Decepticons. Once she realized the truth though she stops and like Optimus, Megatron, Elita and Arcee keeps G.H.O.S.T in the dark about them.

-Nightbird feels a kinship with the Terrans once she finds out she and them were both "born" on Earth. She has always felt a bit alone, felt like there's no one really like her. So it becomes comforting to know there are now bots on Earth she shares at least something in common with.

-After she stops trying to hunt and fight them, the Terrans are very accepting of her. They (along with Robby and Mo) actually find her really cool. They love the whole ninja thing and all the different weapons she has on her.

-Could see one or more of the Terrans trying to smooth over things between Megatron and Nightbird they hate seeing family members fight

-Hashtag finds ship art of Megatron and Nightbird on the internet, shows it to them and the ensuing feelings of awkward embarassment make them both feel like they want to die lmao (not trying to start ship discourse I just thought this one would be funny and honestly in-character for Hashtag to do if we're being real 💀)

[dudewhy3]

For the fanfic writer emoji ask, I dare you to answer all of them 😌

you're funny, i like you

i already answered some of them, so i'll answer the others here. thank you for the ask!!♡

😅 ✍️🍦💖🏆🤗🤩

😈 🧐🦅💞🤲✅️⌛️🤯

🥺🛒💖🌞🧠🤭

✍️🛒💋🎶❌️🍦🙋‍♀️🎨👀📚

🤡 a line/scene/moment/exchange i've written that made me laugh: the Rice Fiasco in chapter 7 of wpts and the Duck Team scene in chapter 8. fun stuff

✍️ do you have a beta reader? YOU ARE THE BETA READER AHAHAHA

🛠 what tools/programs/apps do you use to write? google docs. that's it lmao. i sometimes use the writer bot on discord, if that counts

🍷 do you drink and write? ....yeah, sometimes

🍆 do you write spicy stuff? i'm not comfortable with writing it at this point in my life welp

🎃 do you write fics for holidays? i do actually! i have a Christmas au as well as an Easter au

🎯 have any of your readers guessed any major plot points? they used to guess every plot point back in 2020, when "There for You" was a thing

🎨 how do you feel about fanart of your stories? i love and adore it whenever someone draws for my stories, you'll get crushed in internet hugs if you do that ♡

🤗 advice for new writers: write for yourself and post for the 5 to 10 people that will read and comment (not my words but they stuck with me). also try to have an outline of your stories, or a general plan. It's easier to write without getting lost this way. And take breaks. If it starts feeling like too much, take a break, go for a walk, don’t burn yourself out. It's okay, your story and your readers will still be there when you come back ♡

🧠 and you picked Sasha so: She loves literature. yeah that’s it

💌 how do you feel about comments and feedback? i love both really, it makes me happy whenever i recieve any. it makes me want to keep going and write more and update more often and it just generally fills me with joyyyy

💲 will you ever open comissions? i actually haven't thought about this yet, i'm not sure

📈 how many fics do you have? 16 and counting

👀 tell me about an up and coming wip please. well. ok. there's this university au where Armin's Grandfather is their biggest shipper, but Annie is too afraid to be honest with her feelings and they just end up hurting each other. you know. fun stuff

🤲 would you please share a snippet of your wip? already did it here, but i'll share another as a treat:

Another bit from chapter 9 of Who painted the sky?:

She steals a glance at her colleague, who’s just as unbothered as always, then goes back to watching the game just as Hitch manages to take Armin out. The boy falls dramatically, acting wounded, the children’s laughter echoing through the yard; his antics bring a smile on the host’s lips. Hannah watches as Hitch runs to her team and high fives everyone, jumping around so excitedly. In the meantime, Annie offers Armin her hand to help him up, and the boy takes it gratefully; only to pull her to the floor with him. After a moment of silently staring at each other, Armin mutters something, and the two of them start snickering. Hannah finds herself watching them closely before realising just how intimate of a moment that must be and looking away. They sure seem to share such a rare bond, however unexpected.

😬 which of your works would you be the most horrified for your friends, family, coworkers, to stumble across? all of them. they're pieces of myself that i don’t want certain people to know of

🎉 what leads you to consider a fic a success? it’s all up to how happy ot makes me really

🥰 how do you feel about reader interaction? it makes me happy whenever readers interact with my fics, be it a lengthy comment on my prose or a short 'thanks, i'm looking forward to the continuation', it always makes me very happy

[inkky-puddle]

LostSignalTale

Name: Signal

Pronouns: He/him

Age: Who knows?? Seems to be in his 20s at least.

Species: Skeleton / ???

Sexuality: Bisexual

Gender: Male

Likes: Chocolate pudding, chocolate, strawberries, coffee, interesting humans and beings.

Dislikes: Being ignored, Being alone, being pressured into things.

Appearance: His bones are a dark brown of sorts, his eye sockets are blueish greenish shades of goop, he blushes a blueish greenish color. He has sharp teeth and a snake like tongue. He has antenas on his head. He has a tail that looks like a cord with a plug on the end. He wears a long teal coat with dark teal fluff on the top and bottom. He wears a dark teal sweater underneath his coat. His sweater has words on it that can change to different words or things if he wanted. He wears greenish teal pants and dark teal boots. He can teleport.

Personality: He is generally nice, and teases a lot. He can flirt a bunch, and if you're lucky you can get him flustered. He is a switch leaning dominant. He will bite. He is usually smiling. He would do anything for some chocolate pudding. He hides his stress. He loves to learn about humans. He is a bit insane. He does not know what a human is. Hes majorly touch and love starved. He will get attached easily. He doesnt remember what love or comfort feels like.

Funfacts: Hes like an insane scientist in a way. He's curious, loves to learn about creatures. He has slight memory loss, so he doesn't remeber a lot. Including what humans are, animals, and he can't even remember that Indicator is his brother.

Backstory: He was once a regular skeleton monster, they had escaped from the underground and were above ground with the humns, trying to make peace. Humans found that the skeletons technically dont need air, so thought maybe they could send them to space for space exploration. With Alphys and sans smarts, they made a successful spaceship. Signal volunteered to go alone, he didnt eant his brother, Indicator, going. He was sent off, going into space, it was going well until... The ship stopped in the middle of space. They lost communication with him. He had then gotten ubducted by aliens, getting tested on, and making him the way he is now. He had became one of the aliens, staying with them through manipulation. He became a bit insane, and they used him for his smarts. He later escapes, finally gettng away. It took him a long while, but he found his way back to Earth. Everyone was confused about his appearance, but they were so happy. Sadly they had to put him in captivation due to his power, and his large change. Indicator tries to talk to him, to see if his brother was still in there.

This isnt written very well 💀 but thats mainly bc this i what i used for his bot on character ai LMAO My hands hurt from typing all of this 💔

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Since security breach is able to be written for may I kindly request

Headcanons for a reader tryna help comfort Roxanne, Monty, Glamrock Chica, and Sundrop cuz like... They need emotional support and I wanna give them that lmao

- Salt Anon

Oh for sure. This got long so beware of spoilers!

............

Roxanne

The wolf was usually so confident in herself. Never letting anything get her down.

But during a boy's birthday party (which you supervised), she was heartbroken when he demanded Foxy the Pirate, not some "weird girly dog".

You tried fixing the situation, but this spoiled brat said he'll only like Roxanne after she "loses an eye and an arm" first. Even the parents made some rude remarks about her and asked about the "original gang".

In anger you kicked them all out of the mall before going to look for Roxanne. She was back in her room, crying with oily mascara running down her face.

You reassure her that family is permanently banned, but she admits that it wasn't their insults that hurt her. But the reminder that she's a replacement of Foxy--a haunting fact she's known ever since her activation.

You had no clue she knew that all this time. But now it makes sense. She's been torturing herself trying to be that popular lovable old fox and live up to all these expectations she put on herself...and it's just not working in her favor.

Even if nobody outright says it, she's certain they all want Foxy, and to know she'll never be like him crushed her spirits.

She just sobs into her hands after finally spilling everything to you. "I-I can't be him, Officer [Y/n]. I want to be him, but...I can't!!"

"You don't have to be him, Roxanne. Nobody's forcing you to."

"Wh..What? But..th-that brat wanted-"

"Sooner or later he'll learn that he can't get everything he wants. You can't make every single child, or adult, happy."

"W-Well..obviously but.." She sits in her chair and stares at the mirror, watching you brush out her hair. "How do I stop feeling this way?"

"Just be yourself. Focus on those who love you. The kids who chant your name. The teens who buy your merch. They're the real fans. They don't want some rusty scary pirate, but a beautiful wolf who rocks the keytar."

Freddy did warn you about feeding into her ego, but this is what she needed to hear. And she stuck to your advice ever since.

Monty

The gator didn't know why he was so full of....anger all the time. Hell, a tiny scratch mark on his favorite glasses seemed to be a good reason to punch a nearby Mapbot.

So he didn't quite understand the need for those "No Monty" signs on the metal gates. Though he suddenly felt like defying every last one, especially in his pursuit of Gregory.

How dare they treat him, a rockstar, like he was an animal?!

But the one time he accidentally scratched you while you tried explaining why they were up...that was his wakeup call.

He carries you all the way to first aid and sets you down, looking over the injury.

Now that he's angry with himself for getting so angry and hurting you..you gotta stop him from repeating that same mistake.

Something was definitely off about his systems, especially with recent concerns of his aggressiveness towards guests and STAFF alike.

"Monty, what helps calm you down in your free time?" You ask while patching yourself up.

"What calms me down....?!!!!! Erm, probably..tuning my guitar?" He answers as he scratches his scales. "And reading about golf."

"Then how about we go do that in your room?"

"..it's a total wreck, though."

"I've already sent STAFF cleaning bots to take care of it."

"Ah jeez. You're pretty cool, Officer [Y/n]..thank you."

Your patience and understanding despite all that happened helps him calm down even in that moment.

Glamrock Chica

All of the trash she was eating made her feel absolutely sick.

But she couldn't stop herself, even though none of it satiated her.

It distracted her from socializing with her bandmates, and even you, one of her biggest fans (although you're human STAFF you enjoy her shows a lot).

She didn't want you to see her like this. But you inevitably did and all she could feel was shame and anger as she hurled the trash can towards a poor Wet Floor Bot before fleeing.

You made a Security Bot call her back to you by force and she braces for another scolding, like Vanessa always did, calling her actions "disgusting" and "unsanitary".

Instead you just take her to the virtual pizza-making system and have a Pizzabot craft a proper meal for you both to share.

She ends up devouring it all, but you don't mind. After that she feels guilty for lashing out, and you suggest having a look at her systems to figure out why she had this strange hunger.

"If I had to guess, it could be stress."

"Wait..I've been eating nonstop because I'm stressed?" This new info seemed to be eye-opening for her. "Is that actually a thing??"

"Yeah, but we humans typically don't go around eating garbage when we're stressed. It's not good for us nor you."

"But it doesn't make me sick."

"Maybe not physically, but I know up here it does." You tapped the side of your head, and at that point Chica finally admits she has a problem. But she's willing to work it out with you.

Sun

All you wanted to do was test the functionality of the generators in the event of a blackout.

But Sun wouldn't let you near that light switch, having a full blown panic attack (on top of him tripping over the stacked cans and needing to immediately clean them up).

He's acting like the same toddlers he's taken care of, screaming and flailing about while he tries tossing a handful of googly eyes at you as a diversion.

Thank god all the kids went home. Or else they'd either be joining in the chaos or absolutely terrified (again).

"KEEP THE LIGHTS ON!!! ON!!! ON!!!! I BEG YOU!!" His voice sounds shaky, as if he's crying, and you couldn't understand why he was suddenly acting this way.

"Sunny..it's only for a few minutes. Are you scared of turning into Moon?"

His head shakes frantically as he rambles on and on. "He's no good [y/n]!! I dread the night cycle now! Every time I become him..I feel like I....I...." He abruptly sits on the colorful mat, and you join him, hoping to calm him down.

When you encourage him to continue talking, he finishes by saying that, as Moon, he feels like hurting the children who aren't resting. As if they deserve some cruel punishment for it.

He doesn't want to be around you when the lights are off, fearing he'll hurt you, too.

Since Mega Pizzaplex was closed, you were able to take Sun out of there and to your lit office, where he stayed while you tested the generators.

Upon returning you found him curled up in your chair, hugging a plushie of himself and smiling, finally calm again.

Maybe you can troubleshoot Moon's AI somehow, though it'll take a bit of convincing on Sun's part since he's wary of being repaired.

[jarofloosescrews]

Hey can I add something to your headcanons? I wrote this at like 3am so sorry if it's not very coherent.

Recharging is hard when you're 50% spikes. Lockdown can't just lay on his back like a normal bot because his spikes would puncture whatever is below. So Lockdown typically recharges on his side

This gives Lockdown the perfect view of the door into his and Prowl's berth room door. Yknow in the off chance somebody actually finds their ship, breaches the hull, boards it, get past Lockdowns paranoid security system to reach the door without either of the ninja bots hearing anything ( the Deaths Head had security before, but with Prowler around Lockdown thinks it wouldn't hurt to be too paranoid).

It also allows Prowl to insert his body in between Lockdowns back spikes, then he can wrap his legs around LDs thigh and kinda bend himself into him (like spooning or a Banana I'm not explained this well oops). Prowl does this because the low, coarse vibrations of Lockdowns engines helps him recharge at night. It feels nice but nothing Prowl could put his servo on. Kinda like a massage and a gentle rocking at the same time. Lockdown wouldn't let Prowl have all this cuddling on the Autobot's terms. At first if Prowler did start to snuggle Lockdown will strop away in an angered huff.

However, in this position it puts the Cons spark right next to Prowl's and this puts his protective subconscious at ease like nout all else. If he can feel Prowls spark that means Prowler is alive and ok, and if something were to happen the change in Prowl's spark field as alarm or anger ran through his systems would alert Lockdown too. Secondly, and he'd never admit it, but the feeling of his mates spark field is fragging smooth. It helps calm the cons rougher, more active and joltier spark that can keep Lockdown up for a stellar cycle. Lockdown may not understand all that meditation slag Prowler spends so many joors doing but if it puts his spark at ease even on his worst nights, its worth it.

When any bot eventually goes into recharge his motors and pumps will slowly go into stasis. Values will open and hydraulic fluid moves, arms and legs slowly start to move and sag. Its not like they go limp like a human but they will move if give enough force. Most bots have a stasis pods/beds which keep them locked in a lying down position (see Human error #1 i think?) but finding one with 6 holes in the back and potentially another 4 at the sides would be a giant pain in the aft. Never mind getting it on the ship and finding some way of jamming Prowler into it (hey you can't expect the poor con to go back to sleeping on his own)

Due to the way Lockdown's neck spikes and his armour this would cause him to very slowly fall onto his back as he recharges. However now prowl acts like a small prop that keeps him on his side. Not all of LDs gigantic weight rests on prowl, but its enough that it feels like LD is forcefully falling into Prowls body, like they are embracing. Prowl still doesn't know how this happens or why Lockdown is seemingly willing to further cuddle into him but he doesn't wanna complain. The vibrations are stronger so it feels like a proper massage. So Prowl is so ok with this, and Lockdown typically doesn't realise this happened until the next stellar cycle when its too late to walk off in an annoyed huff. Lockdown waking up looks like he's walking off like an annoyed cactus anyway (he was never a morning bot lmao)

(ok I'll add this at the end too its not part of the HC but a funny thing i thought of at the end.

Prowl typically moves himself up and down LDs back to make the most of his partners big rumbly engine, he's had all of his midsection and up massaged and rocked by now. Sadly it was one night where he placed himself further down LDs back where the bottom of his chest and mid section where around hip joints.

LD wakes up before Prowl again partially propped up by him. LD can sense Prowl is on the berth and in recharge but because Prowl isn't near his normal spot LD doesn't feel him. So instead LD shuffles backwards a bit and rolls onto his back while sitting up...directly on top of Prowl.

The first he notices is the loud creaking of armour followed by a load groan from mate. Followed by a chorus of yelling, of which LD could make out "Get your 10 tonne aft off me Lockdown, primus you're heavier than Bulkhead!"

After that episode Lockdown was heading towards the workshop to find some new alloys he could best into new chest armour for Prowl. To replace the one with a giant 2inch dent across them in the shape of LDs aft.

LD didn't know how or when Prowler would make his payback- only that it was gonna hurt like slag.)

This was a pleasure to read lol. The idea of Prowl propping Lockdown in his sleeping position, Prowl fitting himself between Lockdown’s hood spikes and spooning - they found a mutual sleeping arrangement and I love it.

I had a hc about the rumbly engine, too, I love the idea. Lockdown’s big ol’ engine in sleepy mode provides just the right vibrations to vibe-sensitive Prowl.

Also, the mention of the sleeping bed/slab/station reminded me, I always thought it looks so awkward when Cybertronians lay down on hard, flat slabs. They all have some kind of kibble that would prevent any comfy position, so it made me think, what if the beds were like memory foam, but metal? 

The best example I can think of would be in the movie The Wolverine, where the old dude’s resting on a ‘bed’ that conforms to his every moment for his comfort. That idea seems more logical for a race of pointy, metal beings. Can you imagine, Lockdown and Prowl would be able to recharge in more positions if they had this, and I like to think Lockdown WOULD have it, if not before definitely after he got Prowl.

But saying that, I really like the visual imagery that your hc gave lol. Thanks for writing that, and sorry for the late reply!

[that-one-jasper]

TFP Optimus With A Shy SO Headcannons

-When you first met the Prime, you were very scared and frightened. The Decepticons had attacked near your home, though the battle had demolished your house, you were lucky enough to be outside before anything happened. A bot from the team had spotted you, and they took you back to their base.

-When you arrived Agent Fowler was there and said you would have to stay at the Base while they rebuilt your house. You were very anxious over that.

-Optimus, when first getting to know you always made sure he was calm and gentle when speaking towards you, and always made sure that you had felt comfortable since this was now your home too.

- During the first few days of adjusting to the new home and meeting the other humans who knew about the Autobots, you were usually locked up in your room, upset at what you lost and what couldn't be recovered. You were feeling really homesick, which is a feeling you an Optimus had bonded over, though the only difference being that yours was being repaired.

- As you grew more comfortable around the Base you started opening up a lot more, even if it was mainly towards Optimus.

-He started carrying you around on his shoulder, and that gave you a feeling of safety. -He'd take you out for drives, and you really enjoyed and appreciated the one-on-one time.

-One time, you had gotten hurt, and Optimus went into 'Mother Hen' mode, always asking if you were okay, or if you needed anything. Of course, you'd always say you were fine and didn't really need anything, but admittedly, you liked the attention.

- After a month and a half of living at the Base, you found yourself fancying the Prime. You didn't want to tell him though, just in case he didn't feel the same, he was a giant robot and all.

-Unknown to you, he liked you too, but really couldn't find a good time to tell you his feelings.

- Subtle flirting goes on for a few weeks, and Miko catches on.

-Oh no.

-She tries to get you out of your shell more to ask him out, but it's almost a futile attempt, you just don't wanna.

-Though, despite her knowledge, the encouragement did help you.

-In the end, you did end up asking him out, in an adorable way, in his opinion.

-Amongst the many topics you and Optimus talk about, flowers happened to be one of them. You noticed the big bot had an appreciation for them, so what better way than to use flowers for when you ask him out?

- You gathered as many nice ones as you could, walking out of the flower shop with a bunch of large bouquets, and had used them to make a big flower crown, it was hard to hide from Optimus since it was difficult to move so many flowers in a delicate way quickly, and sometimes you had to restart, but it was worth it.

-When you asked him, it was in the privacy of his room, the two of you were quietly chatting about how your day went when you had brought up the question.

-"Optimus, can I ask you something?" He picked up on your nervousness immediately, though responded with a "yes," and a nod of his helm.

-"What're your opinion's on........Interspecies relationships?" He gave you a confused glance, so you continued, "as in, human and Cybertronian." -Ah.

-He understood the message now.

- He gave you a gentle smile, and said, "If you really love them, nothing will hold you back from being together. Appearances aren't important if you're truly in love." -You were shocked at his answer.

-And relieved, so you went on talking again.

-"And if it were us?"

-The Prime smiled, "I'd be grateful for it,"

-Now your confidence was high.

-You gave him a grin, "I'll be right back, I have a surprise,"

-He stared curiously as your form retreated into one of the smaller human-sized storage room that was connected to his.

-After like, 5 minutes of struggling, you finally managed to get the giant flower crown out gently and present it to him. -"Tada!!" -He's amazed by how nice it looks, you've spent a lot of time on it and it shows.

-"It's a flower crown! I thought you'd like it," you smiled up at him, gently holding up part of the crown to him.

-He picked up the crown gently and set it on his head, a warm smile on his face-plates.

-"Thank you for this, Y/n, It looks lovely," the sweetness in his tone made your face blush, and you give a shy smile.

-"It was nothing really, I thought you would like it,"

-From then on you two had started dating.

-You'd usually make him a flower crown if missions went super well or if he just needed some cheering up.

-He'd often forget that he was wearing them and walking around the base with it on.

-The first time it happened everyone snickered and chuckled at the intimidating leader wearing a flower crown.

-It took Optimus a few moments to realize he had still been wearing the flower crown, though, made no effort to take it off.

-After a few months of your relationship with the Prime being official, your house had been rebuilt, and you could return home.

-Que Optimus becoming protective of you and insisting he become your guardian, though you didn't mind too much.

-He'd drive you to and from the base, and would usually park down the street from your house at an empty lot, just to ensure that you were safe and the Decepticons didn't come back.

-All in all, you really liked dating the Prime, even if at first you had met due to unfortunate circumstances, you've come to love him.

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So this was my first headcanons chapter, and I think I did decently okay? Lmao. I'm alternating which books are being updated each week, and I've also started posting snippets of the chapters the day before I publish them, jsut to help me keep on track with everything.    I'm also on the Hogwart's Extreme site now so if yall wanna chat with me there just DM and I'll send you my user.

Hope you guys enjoyed this (relatively) short, chapter, and be on the watch for the next update next week!

[ben-the-hyena]

Yes, YES I know I keep insisting in my HC posts that Penelope the 1st/Petunia raised Penelope the 2nd and Pandora alone, that she never got married and took "mrs" out of shame and that the father who ditched her after one night is Speed Racer YET in a season 3 animatic Penelope has a flashback where she has a dad

BUT I had my own excuse HC/theory to make it work with my own continuity !

And it's so simple some of you will think it's stupid but I don't care lmao : it is a fake memory her mind just made up

That flashbacks asks her if she had a Christmas trauma, but that felt quite manipulative from Santa. Like some abusive crook therapists that convince you of fake memories and traumas. Because Penelope ALWAYS loved Christmas and had 0 problems and his one reproach was just he didn't like how she acted and danced, and came to convince her, keeping saying no which was bad already to her from Santa Claus, by "rhetorically" asking her if she had bad Christmas memories implying her one reason to suck at his play was that she had a trauma and she comes to believe it herself, face suddenly looking hurt at the idea of Christmas while it always was joyful before

My determination to save my HC consistancy aside, I comfort myself with little proofs/explanations/justifications :

There is no Pandora, the memory feels very "only-child like on Christmas" like. I know Pandora was neglected but still, dhe could have been in the same room or something

As well as seeming only to be an only child, the family looks generic, one random deadbeat/lazy/Homer-kike dad named Harold and one angry overprotective mom reproaching him. With a generic childhood trauma : gifts forgotten and parents fighting

The mom not only doesn't sound like Petunia at all (yes I know temp animatic voices) but doesn't feel like her. She was way too effeminate/obsessed with her look and traditional feminity to wear a t-shirt and pants and strikes me as the skirt and dress type only when she was younger and not racing, and given how she was toxic to her daughters she probably wouldn't get angry if there was no gift or at least pretend to be so but not go that far as an argument since not sincere

The parents' clothes and the house all seem humble, the house looking traditional with the shape of the fireplace and nothing looks that rich. While in a flashback of the twins's childhood in another episode the very few we see looks very design (the fireplace would contrast too much) and the Pitstops are known for being rich and liking luxury a snobbish way even if benevolent, so the parents, Petunia or bot, would not be dressed like random middle class people but show their status at home most likely

As if in her fake memory Penelope despite creating herself a fake trauma also created herself on the same occasion something to cope with her real troubles : a normal (normal meaning like those on TV, suburb middle class non-rich people to her) 2 parents family she always wanted for herself (hence no Pandora), the mom was another much better not pressuring her and the dad who doesn't exist in real life is the one cause of the toxicity of her childhood because he doesn't truely exist and so those she knows can't be blamed and she can lie to herself about having had a good mom looking sounding and acting differently (THE PITSTOPS AND OTHER RACERS ARE FUCKED UP IN THE HEAD :') )

[elfnerdherder]

Patreon Anniversary and an Emerging of Existence.

Patreon Anniversary!

Wow…it’s so weird to think that all of this started three years ago. I’ve always talked about writing being the outlet to all of the weird things going on in my head, and when I find things that inspire it, there’s no telling where it will go.

That’s the fun part!

Fannibals and friends, I hope this year hasn’t been too hard on you. The world is hurting, and I hope that words (either written by you or enjoyed by you) have been the comfort that you’ve needed. Reading and the worlds within books have always been my escape, the thing that saw me through difficult times. We ourselves can be made into dragons with the right turn of phrase.

I know that it’s been a long, long time since I’ve posted anything. In reality, that’s what’s always held me back from ever trying to get serious with my writing. Mental illness likes to give inspiration with an ebb and flow that sometimes can be brutal when all you want to do is write. This year has been especially difficult. Perfect 2020 bullshit: trying to post my Patreon Anniversary post on my patreon page isn’t working because the site is down. Hah. I will keep trying. My poor Patrons deserve better than me I swear, lmao.

I was surprised when, out of the blue, there was a sudden surge of people reading my old works! I saw comments and new follows and was a little confused because I can be pretty out of touch sometimes. Then I saw Netflix snapped up Hannibal, and man, there could be good things coming for the fandom. With that, I say, “Welcome!” Thank you guys so much for the kind messages, and I’m so thankful and glad that you liked my stories. Those words truly mean more to a writer than many will ever know.

Some of you may have wandered over and read an update on my Patreon that said I was stepping back from writing in the Hannibal fandom. Honestly, life seems to only get busier. For as much fun as I’ve had writing these worlds and au’s, those of you that are still here from the Tumblr-purging may recall that I’ve always just written what inspires me. Really getting to know people in the fandom, meeting so many wonderful creators and kind people from all over the world that had a passion for the very same things I did really fueled that, too! I have had as much fun building my original worlds and au’s as I’ve had writing in the Hannibal universe. Melding them was awesome. 

Now, though, I’m more inspired to place my own characters there. Some stories have debuted my OC’s as side characters, and when some of y’all commented that you really enjoyed them, it really gave me hope for what that means for my future works.

I don’t know what that means for me here on Tumblr. A lot of my amazing mutuals have left because a lot of their work suddenly was banned from this site (although I still get porn bots, so...whatever.) I’m definitely still a fannibal and am waiting for a Season 4. I didn’t want to just leave this as a phantom, un-updated webpage, either though. I’m slowly working to correct that.

For now, though, I want to work on the writing that I’d loved to have published one day! Please don’t feel pressure, but if you wanted to support me working on that dream, I’m currently outlining/working on revising the pay tiers to reflect the change of what it is I’m posting there. This next year, I really want to write like my life depends on it. (:

Regardless, I don’t think I’ll delete this Tumblr, but I’m not very active on it. I have some really fun fandom stuff on it, and maybe if something else grabs me as violently as other fandom things have, I’ll come back. I’m going to respond to these anons, but I’m not sure how old they are. If yours was one that has gone long ignored, I apologize immensely. 

If you’d like to follow me on any social media, just sent a DM! I have deactivated Facebook, but I am active on Instagram and wildly sporadic on Discord.

So, thank you--you guys have been so supportive, and I’ve honestly never had so much fun in a fandom before! Happy anniversary, and I hope there will be many more. The best is yet to come. I have hope.

-LiaS

[stetervault]

Hi there could you possibly recommend your personal fave steter (or stetopher) fics from this year? :) Appreciate your blog!

This is so late, sorry. I haven’t been on to do more than queue a few posts lately. But recent faves, I can do that. Here are some off the top of my head:

Call Me, Call Me Any, Anytime by Triangulum

In which Stiles is a phone sex operator, Peter is searching for his soulmate, and Erica has a telephonic ding dong ditcher.

Rewriting the future by Synesthetic (this one finished recently but started like three years ago, it’s very good if you’re into abo verse with plot)

Two days before their planned bonding, alpha Derek Hale runs away with his secret beta girlfriend, leaving Stiles heartbroken. With the demands of his omega physiology forcing him to bond with someone before his first heat, Derek’s uncle Peter steps in and offers a solution.

Keep You (Safe) Within my Shadow by lavenderlotion

Stiles has never been scared of the dark. The shadows are his friends.

Pin Feathers and Primaries by twothumbsandnostakeincanon (somanyofthekids) (wing fic + fluffy hurt/comfort + sexy times, what more do you need ;))

Peter’s wings remained sensitive after his resurrection.

They were perfect again; perfect white coverts with perfect black primaries. Perfectly glossy feathers, perfectly oiled and perfectly clean. No more twisted flesh. No more mangled plumage. No more broken blood feathers, jaggedly screaming for relief.

His wings were perfect.

The were perfect, and it chafed him that he had to remind himself of that now rather than simply know.

Wind Chimes by wynnebat (SO GOOD, i want like 50k more ugh)

“Why are you here?” Peter asks, his brow furrowing in confusion. “I can understand curiosity, but Stiles, you have visited me nearly every day for years. It can’t be that simple.”

Stiles shrugs. It’s both simple and not. For him, who grew up with the wind, who is inseparable from it in the best of ways, it is absurdly simple. For Peter, who doesn’t trust the wind as Stiles does, it may not be. “The wind says you’re mine. That’s all I need.”

A Love for Millennia (a story never told) by OneSmartChicken

Stiles had to go into the woods that night. It didn’t make sense. She was lured by the sense of adventure, but there was a more that dragged at her.

Or: Stiles is the only one to realize she and Peter are soulmates. She doesn’t mention it.

Signal on the Mountain by bellefire (this is a wip but i really like this one, the train station realm in the Ghost Riders arc had so much potential for worldbuilding/development, I have like half a dozen ideas based on that myself lmao and one of these days maybe i’ll even finish one fml. anyway, definitely check this one out, idk what Archive 81 is but i understood everything fine.)

In which Peter and Stiles find a way out of the station on their own and the two end up somewhere else. Somewhere familiar and altogether different. A place in between, where time is different, strange creatures roam and all the while the world outside moves on, unstoppable as a train.

Robber Foxes (Have No Fears) by RayShippouUchiha (wip but another big fave, i am eagerly waiting for the next chapter)

In the end all Stiles really has left is his dad, a lonely house, the key and deed to the loft, and a chest filled up with emptiness.

A void, yawning right behind his sternum.

That and the laughter of a fox trapped right beneath his skin, echoing in the hollows of his skull, whispering behind his teeth.

Stiles should have known it wasn’t over.

Magic stains everything it touches after all.

From Ashes Rebuilt by ambersagen (murderbaby!stiles)

“You shouldn’t be alive,” Stiles finally admitted. He sounded sorry, smelled like anxiety and hunched in on himself as he fell back from Peter to land in the dented chair. “I heard the doctors telling your niece. She wasn’t quiet about it, and no one cares if I’m around anyway so I heard the whole thing, about your burns. I snuck in to see you.”

“Like a sideshow freak,” Peter sneered, starting to understand.

“Like a miracle,” Stiles corrected.

You Are A Call To Motion by neglectedtuesday

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Here Begins the Land of Phantoms by Triangulum

Stiles is four and scared of the dark. There are things in the shadows of his room, whispering to him, showing him terrible, violent things.

There’s something in the basement, too. He can feel it while he’s sitting on the old, worn sofa, its presence curling around the edges of the room. He thinks he can see something sometimes, a mass shimmering in the corner, but he always looks away. He doesn’t want to know.

Or

Peter is a demon that lives in the Stilinskis’ basement.

Where I Want to Be by Tahlruil

Peter wasn’t exactly surprised when he ‘woke up’ in hell.

He’d known his wounds were fatal as soon as he’d gotten them. In truth he’d never expected to still be standing after his quest for revenge had been completed. What mattered was taking the Argent family down with him and making sure they died before he did. Peter had saved Kate and Gerard for last; they had looked into his eyes as they bled out. They had known that he was the instrument of their family’s doom and he couldn’t ask for more than that.

On Edge by Bunnywest

“What do you mean, Stiles is missing?” Peter demands, scowling at the phone.“Missing, Hale! Can you help find him or not?” The sheriff’s voice cracks, and Peter can tell he’s out of his mind with worry. Peter doesn’t blame him.

In which Stiles gets bitten by a rogue alpha and bolts into the preserve, terrified and out of control.Peter’s the one best qualified to find him, because Stiles is Peter’s mate.Peter maybe hasn’t quite gotten around to telling him that part yet, but Stiles is his, and he’s damned if he’s going to lose him to some feral alpha.He’s going to find his boy, bring him home, and as for the rest? Well, Peter has a plan.It’s Peter. He always has a plan.

Kissing Air by Ragga

“Listen, I’m going to be straight with you. Just before I arrived, I—figured out some very alarming things that I feel you should know.”

Peter tilted his head. His eyes roamed over Chris’ face before flicking over to his steadily beating chest.

“What is it?”

“You should stay away from Stilinski.”

Roots of Silver by Werif_esteria

Peter stalks through the narrow confines of his kitchen three times before the Alpha madness clears from his mind and he can finally figure out what it is that’s changed the air in his home.

He’s not alone.

And from the newest batch of Steter fics that just came out for Steter Reverse Bang, I’ve only had time to read these two:

Into Eden by GracieBirdie

Stiles deciding to bring home the stray alpha he’d hit with his jeep probably made him certifiable, if it hadn’t turned out Peter was as crazy as he was.

Something Powerful Between Your Thighs by Bunnywest

Someone’s actually replied.Fuck.

I’ll give you what you need, pretty boy. And you can call me Sir.

The hairs on the back of Stiles’s neck prickle at that, and his dick throbs. He clicks on the profile and the picture that pops up is UN-FUCKING-FAIR. Jesus Christ on a bicycle, nobody should look like that. The man’s staring into the camera, a smile that’s almost a sneer on his face. And what a face it is. Intense blue eyes, cheekbones like cut glass, and a strong jawline covered in the perfect amount of stubble. His neck, what Stiles can see of it, is thickly muscled, and Stiles can see the beginnings of a tattoo that travels down. There’s the tiniest scattering of grey at his temples, and Stiles breathes out, “Oh yes, Sir,” as he drinks in the details on the profile.

[spacefoxy-irl]

Man... my ocd is really affecting my blog count I just realised. It’s my obsession of having things neatly categorised that’s making me wanna create a new blog for every little thing. And I guess also the fact that I’m trying to please everyone or as many people as possible by sectioning my stuff based on the thought process “well majority of the people who follow this blog might not like this” etc.

So I got the rather personaless main blog @spacefoxy-jen that I’m keeping as clean as possible lol Like seriously filtering myself to appeal to a wide audience (like not everyone is gonna be comfortable with all the shipping stuff etc.)

Then there’s this blog @spacefoxy-irl that I created to allow myself to reblog whatever the heck I wanted and not hurt the main’s theme. And also for me to be a bit less bland and actually show that I do have a pulse and the main is not maintained by a bot lmao

And then come all the sub-categories.

@greetings-from-azeroth is my World of Warcraft blog where I reblog and post all kinds of stuff around my total obsession with the game. Made it it’s own blog cause I get not everyone is interested in that stuff.

@fox-army is a blog I made in conjunction with my website to showcase and celebrate people’s Eric Carr fandom. Cause the foxy deserves to be remembered.

Back when I was attempting to write some fan fic and get my headcanons in some sort of readable format - and to showcase my .. .I guess OC? I like to call him Foxy from time to time to separate him from the source of inspiration (Eric) cause he has turned into so much more.... I created @ericthefoxen to upload my writings... headcanon stuff.. and fan art cause I knew the stuff I was doing was probably not everyone’s cup of tea. The people who showed interest have since then disappeared but I still maintain the blog off and on. It’s my baby.

And then we have @fox-den-after-dark that tumblr refused to create a link to automatically and made me create my own link which is always a good sign lmao is that one shadowbanned or something? I mean I’m not surprised. Lets not talk about it xD;

[doyouevenshipbr0]

gruvia drabble

~gruvia week: day five//heartache + day six//comfort~

author's note: now. its 12:14 AM as im starting this so like technicallyyyyy its day 6 lmao butttt its also kinda day 5??? and this fic just fits well with both categories. enjoy bbies<3

DSICLAIMER WAIT ok SO this one is a liiiittle heavy i aint gonna lie. its about gray dealing with his trauma a little bit after all these years. i feel like my bb is hurting and it should be addressed. things get kinda heavy, kinda cheesy, and this is deeeffffinitely repetitive from other stuff ive wrtitten before but hopefully i did my idea some justice. ok NOW enjoy<3333

*

Gray peered his head over to the left. Then to the right. Then he spun a little bit. And then repeat.

"Gray, is everything alright?" Mira asked him from behind the bar as he sat--well, hardly-- on a stool.

"Yeah. I'm fine." He continued looking around, scanning the guild. "Hey, have you seen Juvia today?" He blurted.

Mira was taken aback by the insistence in his voice. "No, she and Gajeel took a mission last night. They should be back soon, though."

"What?" Gray spat out. He stopped looking around for a moment and had his eyes dead on Mira.

A playful idea popped in her mind. "You know, If you would just finally ask Juvia out on a date and made things official then I bet you'd know these things. After all, isn't the poor girl waiting for your answer?" She smirked, hoping to get a rise out of him while still speaking truth.

Gray blushed and anxiously furrowed his brows. "That doesn't have anything to do with this." He muttered, and then went back on track. "So she did go on a mission?"

"Um..." She paused and raised a brow. She couldn't figure out why Gray was acting so odd. "Yes she and Gajeel went on a job. She seemed very excited for it. It's her first mission since things with Alvarez happened."

"Yeah, I know that." He snapped. "Do you know anything about the job? Where it's at? How dangerous it is?"

Mira flinched. "No... she didn't say?"

"Shit." Gray ran a shaking hand through his hair.

"Are you sure you're alright, Gray?" She leaned towards him.

Gray looked at Mira and collected himself. "Yeah. Sorry. I- uh" He spastically rose from the stool. "I gotta' go."

Just as he began to leave, Juvia and Gajeel made their way through the guild doors. Both of their clothes were tattered and ripped, both of their hair was wilder than usual. Gajeel had an arm draped over Juvia as he hobbled on one leg, and Juvia was supporting him. That was all Gray could see from a distance, but he didn't stay that far for long.

"Juvia? Gajeel? What happened." Gray was quickly approaching them.

"Nothin' serious." Gajeel answered first. "Guess we're just a little out of practice since we spent an eternity building the guild back up." He huffed.

"Mira-san, do you know if Porlyusica-san is nearby?" Juvia finally spoke, but was still hiding a bit under Gajeel as she assisted him. "We think Gajeel-kun may have broken his ankle."

"She should be. I'll go get her and tell her to meet Gajeel in the infirmary." Mira replied and began to walk away.

"I'm alright, Rain Woman." Gajeel grunted and finally let his arm fall down from her shoulder. "Don't gotta' make a fuss."

"You're hurt, Gajeel-kun. You don't have to be so stubborn." She furrowed her brows.

Finally, she fixed her gaze onto Gray. "Hello, Gray-sama!" In a flash, her arms were draped around him and one of her feet was kicked in the air. Gray stumbled back and uncomfortably held his arms hovering over her.

"I would take my own advice if I were you. You took a pretty bad beating yourself. I bet you have a concussion." He nagged back.

"A what?" Gray quickly pulled Juvia away from him with his hands on her shoulder. That was the first time he got a good look at her face. Her lip was busted up, there was dry blood stained on her nose, and her left eye was almost swollen shut and it was turned a purple-ish color.

"Juvia's fine!" She nervously laughed as she tried to dim down the seriousness. "Nothing a kiss from my darling Gray-sama couldn't fix." Juvia sang and leaned towards Gray, but he was already gone.

He brushed right by her in a moment and had Gajeel grabbed by the neck of his collar.

"What the fuck happened?" Gray growled.

"Gray-sama!" Juvia yelled.

"What do you mean what happened?!" Gajeel barked back. "We went on a mission, we got thrown around a bit. This shit happens, Fullbuster, or are you suddenly new here?"

"Her face is completely beat to shit and she might have a fucking concussion?! What the fuck were you doing, huh? Sitting around twiddling your fingers as Juvia took that beating?!" At this point, Gray had backed Gajeel up on the wall.

"Gray-sama, stop this!" Juvia ran up to Gray and grabbed onto his shoulder, trying to pry him off, but it was no use.

"What the fuck is your problem?!" Gajeel tried to ease up Gray's grip, but he was far too weak from the mission.

"Why didn't you protect her?!" Gray was practically screaming, only inches away from Gajeel.

"Please, Gray-sama!" Juvia cried out.

"Just step away, Ur!" Gray's voice cracked.

Juvia stopped. She took her hands off of Gray and took a step back. "...Ur?" She whispered.

"I-I-" Gray's hands shook even more, and his grip on Gajeel faded. "I mean, Ultear-- I mean-- Juvia!" He finally said, and his knees buckled as his hands unconsciously let go of Gajeel.

Gajeel's eyes were wide. He looked back from Gray to Juvia.

"I- I-" Gray's voice quivered, and his whole body went pale and cold. He finally looked at Juvia and was met with watered up eyes filled with sorrow and confusion. "I have to go." Gray said under his breath and practically ran out the guild.

No one said a word, and Juvia watched Gray run away from her. She felt completely helpless. It was obvious that he was hurting from something, and he needed someone.

"Juvia's going after him." She began out the guild, but Gajeel grabbed her wrist.

"Not until Porlyusica takes a look at ya'." His voice was gravely. "Plus I think he needs some time to himself anyway."

After Porlyusica treated Juvia with a couple stitches, some spells, and a potion, she felt much better and was ready to face Gray. She quickly went back to her apartment, put on some clean clothes, and made her way to Gray's place.

As she stood in front of his door, she fiund herself nervous--which was something that hardly happened when it came to Gray. Finally, she built up the courage to knock on his door.

He opened it with the normal cold look on his face, but his eyes looked emptt. He still remained as pale as he was that moment in the guild, and he just hardly looked like himself.

"Gray-sama, can-"

"I'm alright. Just go home." Gray quickly tried to close the door.

"Wait!" Juvia put a hand up and pushed.

"Look, I'm sorry about what happened earlier. I'm just tired. Let me get some rest." They continued to struggle between the door until Gray finally won, getting the door shut.

"Gray-sama, please!" Juvia called out. "What happened earlier, that wasn't like you. You need to talk about whatever's on your mind, love." Her voice softened, and she hoped he stayed nearby to hear her.

"Please let me in. Juvia just wants to talk." After a long pause, the door slowly opened.

"Ok. Come in." Gray said under his breath and quickly walked away from the door.

Juvia hastily followed him, shutting the door behind her. She trailed behind as he made his was to his living room and sat down on his couch. She followed suit, sitting on an opposing chair in the room.

"So, whaddya' wanna' talk about?" He planted his elbows on his knees and leaned forward.

"Well..." Juvia nervously started. "Let's begin with your aggression towards Gajeel-kun."

"I just haven't gotten much sleep." He immediately replied. "I was tired, irritable, and I was pissed when I saw one of my comrades hurt."

Juvia felt the word "comrade" sting her fragile heart. "Alright..." She brushed it off. "Still, Gajeel-kun was hurt and you didn't seem as shaken by it."

"I dunno'." Gray sighed. "You looked in worse shape." He seemed to have an answer for everything.

"Then how about when you called Juvia 'Ur'?" He had no answer. He looked at a wall, away from Juvia. "Or when you called Juvia 'Ultear'?"

"Ok." Gray cleared his throat and stood up. "I think you should go." He walked to the door.

"Juvia isn't leaving." She stood up, but did not move her feet.

"Seriously. Go." Gray asserted.

"No. Juvia won't." Her voice was desperate.

"Please!" His voice got louder, giving out a crack. "Please leave, Juvia." His voice was low once again, and it was frail.

"Gray-sama," Her voice was sweet. "Please just talk to me. Seriously talk to me." She walked over to the door and closed it, and he did bot resist it.

"Is this about Invel?" She finally said. After seeing his reactions to everything and adding things up in her head, she came to this semi-conclusion.

"No." He turned from her. "This isn't about anyone but me. This is about--" Juvia saw tears fill his eyes. "This is about how everyone close to me in my life dies. They all die, and it's always for me. And I can't do shit for anybody."

"Gray-sama..."

"It's true. My mom, my dad, Ur, Ultear. They all sacrificed everything they had for me." His voice was raw.

"A-and-" The tears began to squeeze out as his voice shook. "You were almost one of them. Shit, you would have been one if them if Wendy hadn't showed up in the last second."

"But Juvia is not dead, Gray-sama." She approached him. "I'm right here. Alive."

"But you almost weren't!" He cried out. "I couldn't protect you just like I couldn't do for anyone else. I want to protect you more than I've ever wanted to protect anyone! That's how badly I needed you, and I still couldn't do it! And if I had lost you-- If i lost the person I care about more than anyone else--" He choked. "I would have nothing. I would just be a shell of a person."

Juvia felt tears trickle down her cheeks. "Gray-sama..."

"So I guess I'm still a little messed up from Ur and Ultear and everybody, alright?" He sounded exhausted. "I was on edge when I heard you went on job since it was the first one since Alvarez, and I was so close to losing you before, I snapped when I saw you like that. It all came back in a second. All the death, all the pain. It was all there. It was so real."

She didn't have any words. She simply closed the distance between them, and embraced Gray in a warm hug, wrapping her arms around his back, as she was pressed up against his chest.

He was so hurt. Juvia knew he had this past, but she never saw how much it truly effected him until right then. He felt helpess, and she wanted to be there to help him. She wanted to be the light in his life, just as he was to her. She wanted to keep him warm when he was his coldest, and right then, his body was shivering.

"I love you so much, Gray-sama." She turned her head so her cheek was pressed on him. "And Juvia is sorry she put you through that."

She pulled away and cupped his damp cheeks in her hands, staring right up at his flooded eyes.

"Juvia is not going anywhere. Juvia will live for you, Gray-sama, not die. Juvia will be by your side, forever and always, just as it should be. So please, don't worry so much about this anymore. Juvia will never leave you." She spoke gently.

"Juvia I--" He paused and instead wrapped his arms around her, bending slightly so his head was in her shoulder. "Thank you."

She glided a hand through his hair. "You're welcome, darling. And please, please talk to Juvia or anyone about this whenever you need to. You're clearly hurt, my love, and this isn't something that will just go away over night. Juvia will continue to go on jobs and she will continue to be ok. So please, no more outbursts like today? We can work through this, Gray-sama."

Gray stood up straight again. "I know. You're right, I'm sorry. And I definitely owe Gajeel and Mira and apology, too." He was much more calm than before.

"I love you, Juvia." Gray said, and with confidence. Juvia froze, and needed someone to pinch--no-- kick her to make sure she wasn't dreaming.

"You--?" Was all she could say as her eyes stretched wide open. Her heart was fluttering inside her body that remained completely still in that moment in time.

"Yeah, thanks, really great response." Gray blushed and nervously ruffled a hand through his hair.

Juvia responded to that with laughter as she jumped up onto Gray, tackling him to the ground with her hovering over him.

"I love you more, Gray-sama!" Juvia's smiled stretched from ear to ear. A moment went by where Gray said nothing besides chuckling. "Aren't you going to say 'I love you most'?"

Gray groaned with embarrassment and rubbed a hand over his face. "Ok, can I just take it back now?"

Once his hand was removed, Juvia quickly leaned in and kissed Gray, sweelty pushing her lips onto his as they mingled together for a few seconds or so.

"Nope!" Juvia giddily replied.

Gray looked up at Juvia, gleaming like he'd never seen her before, and smiled in admiration.

After all this time, she stayed by his side. And in the end, he knew that she would be there, no matter what. It was just as it should be. She was finally his, and he was finally hers.

He smirked. "Good. Didn't plan on it."

[approximately7bees]

1-100!

 1) What images do you have set for your desktop/cell phone wallpapers?

i just like aesthetic things so like my laptop’s background is crumpled up paper and my phone’s backgrounds are a picture of glitter and a picture of one of the golden ratio dogs lol

2) Have you ever had a crush on a teacher?

hmmmmm i feel like i have but i can’t actually remember any particular instance

3) What was your last text message?

i won’t type it all out because it’s really long but the gist of it is my friend who just turned 21 and i were talking about how we need to hang out more lol

4) What do you see yourself doing in 10 years?

so i’ll be almost 32 at that point, so i don’t know except i’m for sure going to be a proud dog mom and will hopefully be moving on up with my career

5) If you could be anywhere else right now, where would you be?

probably by the ocean. it’s a really nice day here but no bodies of water in sight

6) What was your coolest Halloween costume?

i was a genie one year when i was little and my mom made the costume, i rewore a lot of costumes because money so there isn’t a whole lot of excitement there

7) What was your favorite 90s show?

I’m gonna say Boy Meets World

8) Who was your last kiss?

lol, the gay guy I met last night who asked me to be his first hetero kiss 

9) Have you ever been stood up?

not like for a date or anything, but sometimes plans end up not working out with my friends

10) Favorite ice cream flavor?

marshmallow :3

11) Have you been to Las Vegas?

no!

12) Your favorite pair of shoes?

i have these black and blue glitter platform sandals that i like a lot

13) Honestly, have you ever cheated on your significant other?

i have not

14) What is your favorite fruit?

banana, but only freckly ones

15) Have you talked to anyone on tumblr that you could see yourself dating/having sex with? If possible?

no i don’t talk to people :/

16) Are you into hookups? Short or long term relationships?

i guess ideally i’d like long term but i’m kind of at a “take what you can get” stage

17) Do you smoke? If so, what?

nothing

18) What do you do to get over your anger?

normally vent on social media and delete it after a little while. 

19) Do you believe in God?

ye

20) Does the person you’re in love with know it?

well i’m not in love soooo

21) Favorite position?

cowgirl lol

22) What’s your horoscope sign?

gemini

23) Your fears?

i don’t really have tangible fears.i guess i’m afraid of information getting into the wrong hands like there is just stuff i don’t want some people to know. and i’m afraid of failing i think.

24) How many pets do you have? What kind?

i have 2 cats, but I would also say the pets at my parents are mine so 2 dogs and 2 more cats too

25) What never fails to turn you on?

neck kisses???

26) Your idea of a perfect first date?

the person i’m with is capable of carrying a conversation, but i feel comfortable enough that i don’t actually need to worry about what to say. we go do something fun that they have prior knowledge of so i don’t have to be the one like planning stuff. idk, i don’t have one single thing that i would want to do on a first date, i’m more concerned with the social aspect lol

27) What is something most people don’t know about you?

i probably wouldn’t call myself straight anymore i guess?

28) What makes you feel the happiest?

when it’s stormy in the summer and i don’t have any responsibilities at night and i can just do anything i want. preferably also a dog is there

29) What store do you shop at most often?

dillon’s lmao that’s where i get groceriessssss

30) How do you feel about oral? Giving and/or receiving?

i really like giving, receiving would be nice but i have like such low expectations :/

31) Do you believe in karma?

mmmmno i don’t think so

32) Are you single?

yep

33) Do you think flowers or candy are a better way to apologize?

better way to apologize than what? i do think gifts can add to a verbal, authenticate apology but i think one of my main love languages is gifts

34) Are you a good swimmer?

i’m decent, i did swim team as a child/ pre-teen so i have some of those skills still

35) Coffee or Tea?

coffee

36) Online shopping or shopping in person?

online shopping bc i hate people, but also it’s really hard to know if a clothing item will fit when you buy it online

37) Would you rather be older or younger than your current age?

my dude i’m fine where i am 

38) Cats or Dogs?

D: i’m going to say dogs bc i love dogs but i love cats too

39) Are you a competitive person?

situationally. a lot of the time i don’t care enough

40) Do you believe in aliens?

yeah

41) Do you like dancing?

no, i might if i was good at it but sadly i’m white

42) What kind of music to you listen to?

lots of kinds, i like folk rock a lot 

43) What is your favorite cartoon character?

ummmmmmmm i might say ice bear from we bare bears

44) Where are you from?

kansas

45) Eat at home or eat out?

i love to eat out. or more accurately, i love to use the drive thru and then bring the food home

46) How much more social are you when you’re drunk?

oh my gosh so much more social. which i learned last night . but lowkey right now at least i feel like actually more comfortable being social after last night because like i know i have the capacity to do it? which would be cool, bc one of the reasons i was feeling worried about drinking was bc like what if i start believing i need alcohol to function socially and like whoops i have slipped into being an alcoholic bc like that’s somewhat in my family. but i think that that isn’t the case

47) What was the last thing you bought for yourself?

i mean i bought a soda earlier but i’ll say it was a case for my mac so i can stop carrying it naked

48) Why do you think your followers follow you?

well a lot of them are porn bots, and a lot of them are people who don’t use tumblr anymore. the rest i would say are here because i post a lot of different things and i have good taste ;)

49) How many hours do you sleep at night?

lately it’s been real bad maybe 6 hours or less ?? but that’s because i’m kind of a mess, i usually aim for 8 hours

50) What worries you most about the future?

i’m worried for like the future of the country, the world etc but not really worried for my own future

51) If you had a friend that spoke to you the same way you speak to yourself, how long would you be friends?

actually probably a while, i have been a lot more positive about myself lately i think. and i keep doing these dumb inside jokes with myself so i feel like that would be fun (ex. lately i have been thinking about something and i’ll be like “oh yeah, that’s what we in the business call *the common name of whatever i’m thinking of*” and it’s like dumb but i’m amused by it so like me and myself are getting along swell)

52) Are you happy with yourself?

yeah i am!

53) What do you wish you didn’t know?

probably stuff about my ex, like i sometimes will look at his page and find stuff out and regret it

54) What big lesson could people learn from your life?

a lot of good stuff is just luck

55) If you could live in any home on a television series, what would it be?

probably like one of the fancy homes in gossip girl or something

56) What’s your favorite Website?

it’s probably tumblr, even after all this time

57) What’s the habit you’re proudest of breaking?

i don’t really have a lot of bad habits, maybe like picking at stuff or something

58) What was your most recent trip of more than 50 miles?

going home for easter but that’s lame so i’ll say going to Atlanta for the ncaa tournament

59) What’s the best bargain you’ve ever found at a garage sale or thrift store?

probably just some of the nicer sweaters i’ve found

60) What do you order when you eat Chinese food?

depends where i go but i really like getting sesame chicken, white rice, and crab rangoon at my go-to place

61) If you had to be named after one of the 50 states, which would it be?

Montana

62) If you had to teach a subject to a class, what would it be?

hmmmmmm i could probably teach like editing in a writing class or like basic coding

63) Favorite kind of chips?

probably like baked lays. they taste so good and they’re healthier???

64) Favorite kind of sandwich?

i really like the chicken bacon ranch from subway

65) Which do you use more often, the dictionary or the thesaurus?

dictionary

66) Have you ever been stung by a bee?

no i have not

67) What’s your favorite form of exercise?

lately it’s weight lifting, like exclusively

68) Are you afraid of heights?

nah

69) What’s the most memorable class you’ve ever taken?

maybe my politics of women of color class

70) What’s your favorite breakfast?

toaster strudels? i don’t really eat breakfast anymore

71) Do you like guacamole?

nah

72) Have you ever been in a physical fight?

lol no

73) What/who are you thinking about right now?

i’m hungry 

74) Do you like cuddling?

yes, tho my back is super sensitive so there are Factors there

75) Are you holding onto something you need to let go of?

probably yeah

76) Have you ever experienced one of your biggest fears?

no

77) Favorite city you’ve been to?

probably San Francisco, though i was only there for a day

78) Would you break the law to save a family member?

Depends on the law probably

79) Talk about an embarrassing moment?

my life . lol. um the thing is i’m bad at telling stories and bad at remembering things (specifically negative things, i block that shit right out) so i don’t know

80) Are there any causes you strongly believe in?

yeah like basically all causes surrounding how people are treated

81) What’s the worst injury you’ve ever had?

i think when i was little i conked my head and got stitches maybe? part of being risk averse is that you don’t really get hurt, plus i’m like not clumsy

82) Favorite day of the week?

i like fridays i think

83) Do you consider yourself sexually open minded?

not particularly, but i’ll try some stuff

84) How do you feel about porn?

like ethically i know it’s wrong

85) Which living celebrity would you like to know?

harry styles asd;fjas;dkfsdf

86) Who was your hottest ex?

lol uh of the whole two of them? neither

87) Do you want/have kids?

nooooooo

88) Has anyone ever told you that they wanted to marry you?

yes 

89) Do you get easily distracted? 

yeah sometimes

90) Ass or titties?

ass i guess, i like a booty but i’m not really the demographic for this question i think

91) What is your favorite word?

humdinger (i don’t know if this is my favorite word but that’s the word that came to mind)

92) How do you feel about tattoos?

i want one and am going to get it when i reach my goal weight (and i even have an obtainable goal, an eating plan, a work out routine, AND a scale) but like idk i feel like some people get dumbass tattoos

93) Do you have any pets?

............didn’t this questions happen earlier.. yes. 2 cats.

94) How tall are you?

5′10″

95) How old are you?

21, just about 2 months until i’m feeling 22

96) 3 physical features you get complimented on a lot?

my hair, my eyes, my nails (i guess)

97) Is there anything you’re really passionate about?

i get passionate like politically but i think in general i’m not v passionate

98) Do you have trust issues?

i probably trust too much idk

99) Do you believe in love at first sight?

naw

100) What are some words that you live by? Why?

there’s no harm in applying for things. like the worst thing that will happen is you won’t get it, and also you won’t get it if you don’t apply.