#i still have no idea what im doing

[rattymess]

sleep doesn't come easy (especially with an indestructible mug)

Genre: Fluff Pairing: Steven Grant x Short!Reader Summary: you just wanted to take your anger out on one of your neighbours in the middle of the night (who just happens to be Steven Grant) Word Count: 900-ish Warnings: Mentions of sex, cursing, mild anxiety (might be more but those are the main ones)

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Honestly, if you have to be frank with yourself, if you could move out of this apartment flat, you would in a heartbeat. No, not even. You would move out right before the question was even popped. 

There was just a plethora of issues that came out of living in a flat that certainly had a relatively cheap rent compared to the rest of the buildings around it. For one, there’s that constant dripping sound that you hear out of that one pesky pipe that’s just barely above your reach (and how your landlord just keeps on postponing fixing that), and secondly, there's the giant family of rats that you are sure lives somewhere just beside your fridge (there are definite biscuit crumbs that are littered around there that you’re like..99% sure you didn’t devour). Also, your apartment temperature was always either a bit too cold or a bit too hot for your liking. But mostly, the thin walls were the thing that really ticked you off. 

All those issues didn’t even compare to your next-door neighbours. You’ve heard all kinds of sounds in all of your time spent in this flat, ranging from sex noises to screeching babies. But one particular neighbour really takes the cake on this one. Specifically, the one who lives across from you and comes home especially late at night, mumbling incoherent nonsense to himself. You have no idea how that even trumps the moans and groans from your other neighbours but it just…does. Maybe it’s because they’re not exactly quiet when they come home or maybe your patience levels have just reached its limits. You’ve seen him a few times when you’re going off to work, but you’ve never actually taken a good look at them as you’ve always had a tendency to rush out of the building.

Well, that is, until today. 

Standing in front of the aforementioned neighbour’s door at 4AM in the morning, clutching your phone one hand, you find yourself loudly pounding on their door. You honestly don’t remember what had even led you here. You just remember waking up from your restless sleep by a loud smash and wanting to scream your heart out at someone. Honestly, you’re not even sure if the noise even came from the guy across the hall. It might’ve been from the couple down to the right of the hall that accidentally broke a vase or something while they were doing their daily midnight…shenanigans. But before you can second guess your late-night decisions even more, a small click resonates from the other side of the door.

“H-Hiya love.” A man with giant doe-eyes that looked like he hadn’t slept in days and a slight pout glances down at you, looking like a young dishevelled schoolboy who knows that he’s about to be lectured. “Did I wake ya? I’m awfully sorry about that. I just came home you see, and my bloody arm accidentally knocked over my favourite mug. It’s still intact but still, I’m bloody sor– ”

You didn’t hear any of that. While the man was still spouting on about his mistake, you begin to feel your blood suddenly flow to your face. Your eyes trail down from the man’s messy dark curls (is it weird to imagine dragging your fingers through each strand?) to his bewildered wondering eyes that seemed to slowly trail down to the ground in shame, to his soft, breathless lips that finally seemed to stop moving. Oh. You abruptly look up, your anger quickly disbanding into anxiety. He’s so pretty.

“–I-I’m Steven, by the way. Steven Grant.”

The mention of his name brings you out of your thought train. Shit. Say something. ANYTHING.

“H-Hhhi Steven…” You wheeze out. FUCK. You’re suddenly more aware of your surroundings than ever. Sleep is now fully dispersed from your mind as your eyes fully gauge out what you’re actually doing. Looking down between you and Steven, your eyes widen as you realize that you’re wearing the most embarrassing outfit choice of your life: a pastel pink Barbie tank top alongside your hot pink sweatpants that read “Justin Beeb 4 Ever” that you bought as a joke and never thought you’d ever be seen outside with. FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK. I mean, hey, at least you didn’t bring your stuffed teddy—nope, it was just in your other hand. You groan into your bear, quickly alarming Steven.

“Hey, love? Y-You alright?” He stutters, not knowing what to do. “Do you want to come in?” 

You gradually raise your head from the bear to the man in front of you. This man...this man is an angel.

“I…I’m terribly sorry. I’m so embarrassed,” you anxiously say. “I couldn’t dare impose on you. I don’t even know what came over me. I just wanted to complain about the noise. I’m sorry. I..I’m just gonna go.” As you turn around and back towards your door, Steven grabs your hand into his. You swerve your head back up to meet his mesmerizing dark eyes. Huh? 

“No, love. I clearly disturbed you. Look, I’ll let you go back to your flat but please don’t hesitate ever comin’ to my door to knock some sense into me, yea?” Steven sweetly smiles at you before letting go of your now-shaking hands. If you weren’t flustered before, you certainly are now. Clearing away the lump that has now formed in your throat, you whisper, “I...actually do wanna come in.”

Steven grins. “Well…come in then, love.”

[bluereo]

Part 2 my AU: Megatronus - The Fallen AU

Funny version how talking to Optimus's siblings went:

Op: I need you help, I can't defeat Unicron alone.

Eleven of them present in the realm of primes: ha ha nope

Op: okay then I'm gonna free Megatronus and he is my favorite from now.

Primes: :0

When Optimus gives Megatronus freedom he gives him also a deal. Something like "You help me and I will not put you back inside your prison. After we are done with Unicron you can go and do whatever you want as long as you don't cause any trouble" and Megatronus is like "...hello my new favorite sibling". They have a deal. Megatronus can't fight or kill anyone (autobots and decepticons have a peace for now) and Optimus will not put him back to his prison .

Everyone is completly shocked with sudden arrival of the Fallen, and this causes many many awkward situations.

Starting with Megatronus and Megatron. Like. I believe they have some similarities. They both want power, they are great warriors and have a little wild temperament. They would compete with eachother all the time. Megatron becouse he wants to prove he is better (especially before Optimus (yas I love Megop) ) and the Fallen just becouse he likes to tease younger. Bonus points for being overprotective older brother.

Or kids going everywhere after demigod listening to many wild and brutal stories from his time with the rest of his sibling. Bonus if he spills some tea about Optimus not always being so stoick and his past in the wilderness.

Or Rachet just being angry about the fact that Optimus never told anyone that he could literally talk or summon past primes. Or that he is literally the 13th.

Or Starscreem silently trying to make the Fallen join his side and help with ending Megatron.

I have so many ff ideas but I'm shit at writing them so here you go with some dialogs.

If someone wants to write something with this au you are free to do it. Just tag me

• Megatronus & human kids

Fallen: -and this is how we deafeted Unicron the last time!

Jack and Raffael, deeply terrified: . . .

Miko with stars in her eyes: Please tell me more.

I see Fallen as the older brother who already seen his mistakes and wants to change himself a little bit. Just to make sens to some of those below.

• Megatronus & Optimus (already with more then less memories from his past life)

Fallen: ...Show me your scars

Op: Why?

Fallen: I want to know how many times you needed me brother and I wasn't there...

Fallen: You have changed since I last seen you. You... have grown up.

Op: Grown up?... I suppose I had. Killing bots and almost killing myself few times must have changed me after all.

Fallen: So... you knew Megatron before war?

Op: I knew him. At least I thought I did. Once. A long time ago...

Fallen: What was he like?

Op: He was going to change the world for so much better...

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Sorry for missing for such long time. Pls interact repost and you can send me your ideas about it

Part 1:

[kritzy]

here's my c!dream design, tumblr :))

[themetalheadhippy]

Going for that blurry aesthetic to make it sound like I know what I'm doing 📸🤳

[m0on-shro0m]

“Do you ever get the feeling of you being watched?”

[sardonic-the-writer]

I have work in half an hour. Yippie

[raven-starlight]

Another dark poem… Halloween air leads to Halloween poems!

Leaves of Gold

As I laid in darkness deep,

Dark thoughts, dark dreams,

As I laid asleep,

A single leaf - or so it seemed

Floated down the midnight stream

Soft and lush and gold in hue,

A shining star in darkness true

And as winter chill so strongly blew

Up into the sky the leaf flew

To settle with the night of twilight blue

I reached for the gold,

The life so vibrant

It frosted with cold

Crumbled, left silent

My mind left so violent

So silent once more, I laid asleep

As my heart so quietly, 

so quietly weeps

As my mind screams violently

For death to come silently

The trees have been blackened for so many years

Burnt from fury and watered with tears

So long have I hidden in the night from my fears

The gold I once held so closely dear

Left my land of sorrow, never to appear

The trees no longer grow leaves of gold

The gold of before

My kingdom grew cold

The gold I once so hopefully adored

Now it will grow – nevermore

So my soul wanders, despairing and saddened

As it wanders in darkness and shadows so cold

As I walk within the night with anguish untold

And woefully I wonder, whatever happened

To the vibrant leaves of shimmering gold?

[cardboard-guitar]

Chapters: 4/? Fandom: The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings (Movies) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Boromir (Son of Denethor II)/Original Female Character(s), Éowyn/Faramir (Son of Denethor II), Aragorn | Estel/Arwen Undómiel Characters: The Fellowship of the Ring, Original Characters, Original Rohirrim Character(s), Éowyn (Tolkien), Éomer Éadig, Gríma Wormtongue, Legolas Greenleaf, Boromir (Son of Denethor II), Aragorn | Estel, Gandalf | Mithrandir, Gimli (Son of Glóin), Elrond Peredhel, Arwen Undómiel, Frodo Baggins, Merry Brandybuck, Pippin Took, Sam Gamgee, Denethor II, Faramir (Son of Denethor II), Beregond (Guard of the Citadel), Galadriel | Artanis Additional Tags: First ever fic, Slow Burn, Tenth Walker, bear with me please, Gledswiths a Mary sue, im sorry, but Boromirs there so if that’s a plus, Denethors a plus parenting, No beta we die like orcs, Boromir Lives, irregular updates, I’m trying my best, Oh and theyres Victorian flower language mentioned a few times, And flowers cuz I want to show off my gardening knowledge, Slow Build, Eventual Romance, Mild Gore, Mild Language Summary:

Gledswith, daughter of Gálmód’s whole world was rear-ended over the span of two weeks. One minute, she’s content scraping a living with the other creatives on the streets on Edoras, while simultaneously trying to overthrow her tyrant of a brother, Gríma Wormtongue. The next, she’s on the run from the law, injured and without a sword or horse in the wilds west of the Gap of Rohan. Upon meeting the future steward of Gondor in less-than-desirable circumstances, she finds herself roped into a plot to save the world through the destruction of an evil piece of jewellery, with an Elf, a wizard, a dwarf, four hobbits, and the heirs of what appears to be the two most prestigious houses in all the kingdoms of men! And if that’s not bad enough, she has FEELINGS?!

A generic tenth walker fic, but a Boromir ship is always a plus

[foggywind0ws]

Basically my reaction to the mountain flood of notifs on that one post HKANWKSJS

Mentally I was experiencing a "OMG a hit post!!" moment

[yahiki]

🖤Twisted Wonderland OC 🖤

Say hello to my TWST OC Yuua aka probably one of the most boring TWST OC you ever saw 🤩🙏 80% of her is just the ingame character, the other 20% my own creation.

Yuua is often rather mean than considerate. She loves to read and write for the school newspaper that she overtook after a month being at NRC. Even if she is all the time with Grim, Ace and Deuce, she is by far the smartest one of them all combined (that is actually not that really hard if you think about that-) Because of that she often tutors the three of them in every theoretical subjects.

Also Funfact, she is the only one at NRC who is actually allowed to actually lend and take the books from the library to the dorm. (And only bc Grim wasn't able to behave himself while Yuua wanted to read something about this new world) (I actually want to do a comic about that, but sadly I don't have the time for that currently 😭)

Also she really really loves spicy food. If Ace and Deuce aren't crying for their Mommys then the food is too hot, it's not spicy enough for Yuua. That's why she loves the food from Jamil the most because he is one of the few people who knows how to cook in her eyes.

There are many more things I want to tell about Yuua but I don't want to make this wall of text even longer. If you have any question about her, just ask me 🙌 I'm also posting the next few days some fake cards of her because I have way too much fun making these 😶‍🌫️

[pastelcheckereddreams]

The jungle wall is finished! 🌴👣✨

Time to move the nephew into his big kid room!

[weidenkaetzchen]

Excerpt but happy

"It was huge.

The building seemed unassuming enough from the outside. Given, it was a huge city and the church stood amidst the housing blocks with too many apartments. But still it looked like there was room for more people than [name] could count! And she could could to 30 at least!! But the insides didn't only astonish with their hugeness but also with decoration. It showed paintings the likes of which are too beautiful for a mortal to have painted them. The girl was convinced that the goddess herself must have made them! And each protuberance had been adorned with heavenly stone. And, where was she? Oh right, she oughta move out of the entrance."

I don't have a name yet.

I take suggestions.

I take them pretty serious actually.

[galleryofdorks]

Depending on faith, everything is either

Blue, red, and yellow

Or

Green, magenta, and yellow

[adequate-daizee]

city doodle thing

[megnogm]

what if i start my public descend into madness on tumblr bc no one here will/can stop me.

[luminescentdreams007]

welcoming myself to tumblr, just here to show off my funny little undertale au (ShatterTale) and post some wings of fire art :) currently typing up an infodump on the au with some art to share !