#or as my partner so lovingly put it: 'guys who could all be drag king personas'. so true 🥴

[starleska]

i've cracked another subtype of my extremely specific character obsessions: dudes who are ridiculous caricatures of masculinity and bizarrely, unconventionally horny 🙈💖 do you see what i mean?!

[transform-or-treat]

Treat from Anonymous!

Treat for @synthesizeher!  Your gifter wanted to remain anonymous but they really hope you enjoy this!

Prompt: "G1 Dinobots and the Technobots, Halloween Fun, Grimlock tries to take the Technobots out for their first trick or treat, cue disastrous costumes and jumpscares and candy trading" for @synthesizeher on Tumblr.

"They're asleep," Grimlock said, coming to sit beside his conjunx. Misfire sighed and draped himself across the Dinobot's lap, wings twitching with exhaustion. Grimlock rumbled in amusement and started rubbing his back. "I've been thinking…," he said softly. "Mhm?" Misfire asked, optics closed in bliss, giving him however much time he needed to order his words. "I want them to have more Earth culture. I am from there." "Did you have anything specific in mind?" Grimlock tilted his head, considering. "There are so many festivals." "You could ask the Witwickys." Grimlock grinned behind his mask and leaned down to nuzzle the back of his conjunx' neck. "You have the best ideas." "Halloween!" Daniel cheered. "I'm going to be Lance from Voltron." Grimlock made an inquisitive noise. "Halloween is when you dress up as other people and go knock on people's doors and ask for candy by saying 'trick or treat!'," Daniel explained, grinning. "The better your costume, the more candy you get." Lightspeed shared an excited look with Afterburner. "I call Buzz Lightyear!" Wheeljack laughed and stood from the seat where he had been lounging. "Guess I'll be dusting off the old tools of the trade." "You don't have to do that, Ri," Grimlock protested. Misfire nodded. "We'll just use temp paint." Wheeljack spluttered. "Nonsense! You have to really get into the spirit of the holiday! Alright, kiddos, give me your requests!" The Technobots all started babbling over each other in excitement. Very carefully, Scattershot approached his grandcreator and tugged on his arm. Wheeljack leaned down, tilting his audial as the Technobot leader whispered. His optics crinkled at the corners as he grinned. "You got it, kiddo." "Okay, hold still," Wheeljack said, as he carefully pinned the steel wool he had lovingly spun and woven into the kind of fabric Cybertron hadn't seen since the Golden Age. "How come you know all this stuff?" Nosecone asked, staying indeed extremely still. "I used to live on a cybersheep farm," Wheeljack said, his fins flashing cheerfully. "It was my great-great-great-grandsire's farm. We had sheep and zap-ponies and mineral fields and an energon distillery." "Can you teach me?" "Maybe. I don't know, I still like science better. But I am the only one who still knows this stuff, as far as I'm aware, so I probably should pass it on." "It's okay," Nosecone said. "You don't have to decide right now." Wheeljack chuckled and patted his hand. "I appreciate that, kiddo. Alright," he said, rocking back, "that ought to do it. Just gotta get it all sewn together, and then all the costumes are ready." Nosecone grinned as Wheeljack helped him out of his costume. "Did you get to make the visor?" "Yep, but no lasers, okay? It's a safety risk." Nosecone nodded solemnly. "I understand." Grimlock chuckled as he watched his creations file out of Wheeljack's back room. Lightspeed zoomed out the door, shouting "To infinity - and beyond!" Strafe followed at a slightly more sedate speed, but that was due to the long "mustache" that reached almost to his feet and the giant oversized hat that was nearly as tall as he was than anything else. He swung toy pistols from his hips. "Pew, pew, pew! I'm the fastest gun north, south, east, and west of Ibex! Pew, pew!" Grimlock smiled and nudged Misfire over their bond. He's a better shot than you. Misfire collapsed into giggles, losing it even more as a suction cupped foam dart hit him between the optics. Strafe grinned sheepishly. "Oops." "Raaaarrrr!" Afterburner screeched, jumping out, completely enclosed in some kind of monster costume. "Radiation breath! Radiation breath!" Grimlock laughed. "See, I told you the radiation breath could be invisible and still work!" Nosecone called, adjusting the yellow sash over his blue jumpsuit. "I don't have any eye lasers cause that would be a safety risk." Misfire and Grimlock nodded solemnly, then waited for Scattershot to make his appearance. There was a crash from the workshop. "Everything alright?" Grimlock shouted. "Fine!" Wheeljack called back. "Just forgot a very important costume element!" Another few minutes passed, and then Scattershot burst out of the door, dressed in silver, red, and yellow, and waving an orange sword in the air. "Me Grimlock, King!" Grimlock's jaw nearly hit the floor, and Misfire's optics just about bulged out of his faceplates. Scattershot yelped as the Tyrannosaurus Rex head on top of his helm slid down, covering his vision. He pushed it back up and grinned sheepishly. "Do you like it?" Grimlock laughed and scooped his creation up into his arms. "I love it!" He looked up as his creator walked out, hands still covered in various shades of orange paint. "You did a good job, Ri. What do we say, sparklings?" "Thank you, Grand-carrier!" the Technobots chorused. "Are we ready to go trick or treating?" Grimlock asked. The excited yells that earned him were nearly deafening. They met the Witwickys outside the Earth embassy. "Here!" Daniel called, waving. "I made a list of everybody I know for sure will give us candy. We've got to get these guys first so we have something to snack on." Nosecone rushed over to review the list and come up with a plan of attack. "Are you ready for your first Halloween as parents?" Carly asked, eyes sparkling. Grimlock crouched down to greet her and made a non-committal hum. "As much as we can be." Carly laughed. "Sounds about right." "How long are we staying out for?" Misfire asked, putting a hand on Grimlock's back as he straightened. Spike shrugged. "A joor maybe? We want the kids to have fun but not get overtired. At the very least, we'll be able to hit everyone on Daniel's list. First I think is Rodimus." He raised his voice to carry over the sound of excited younglings. "Everyone ready to go?" A chorus of affirmatives rang out, and the party slowly moved down the broad street that ran in front of the embassy. They didn't head to the Primal Palace or the Senate Hall like most would to meet the Prime, instead with the privilege granted to them as friends, they strolled leisurely to a nondescript apartment in what was decidedly a middle-class neighborhood. Bluestreak answered the door and promptly fell over himself laughing. "Radiation breath!" Afterburner yelled, pointing at the giggling Praxian. "No!" Bluestreak yelled, clutching his spark. "Not radiation breath! I'm dying - I'm melting - tell Rodimus… I love him. Blergh!" Afterburner stared in shock, then glanced at his creators, completely out of his depth. "Trick - Trick or treat?" "A trick!" Bluestreak sat up with a shout and grabbed Afterburner, fingers diving for ticklish seams. The Technobot collapsed in fits of laughter, pouring sheer delight down the bond with his brothers. Rodimus stepped out into the doorway and laughed at what he found. "Alright, alright," he said, patting his Conjunx Potentia on the head. "Who wants candy?" He made quick work of passing out energon goodies, chocolate, and compliments on the children's costumes and then dragged Bluestreak back inside. "They're trying to have a baby," Daniel said when everyone looked confused at the normally affable Prime's hurry. "Rodimus told me cause he wants me to be an uncle." The parents exchanged knowing glances. "Oh," Scattershot said, as if that explained everything. "Well who's next on the list?" Ultra Magnus turned out to be next, peering out at the Technobots through a comically large door. He gave each sparkling precisely two goodies, and Daniel precisely two goodie-sized chocolate bars. "An excellent choice of costume," he congratulated Lightspeed and Nosecone. "Peacekeepers are always noteworthy." "Especially when they're corrupt," Misfire interjected, smiling saccharinely. "Then you have to watch them to make sure they don't hurt you or your friends." Ultra Magnus stared at him for a moment, then wisely chose not to engage any further. "As you say," he said, and then closed the door. "Why don't you hurry on ahead?" Grimlock asked, putting a hand on his conjunx' lower back. Carly nodded and she and Spike gathered the children together and started walking. Grimlock waited until they were out of sight before dragging him into an alley. "We will never let what happened to Cybertron before happen to our children," he promised. "You weren't there," Misfire snapped, attempting a rare dig at his partner's age. "Stop that," Grimlock chided him. "That doesn't mean I don't know it was wrong. It just means I don't know what it was like to live it." Misfire sighed and shuttered his optics, burying his face in Grimlock's chestplates. They caught up to the others just outside of Jazz and Prowl's hab, and the Technobots immediately swarmed Misfire with hugs. Grimlock eyed the walkway suspiciously, something off about the serene look to it - tall crystal trees and soft tingrass, a path made of Earthen bricks that cracked beneath Cybertronian feet. "Everything alright?" Spike asked. Grimlock huffed and shook his head. "Yes," he answered. But he couldn't help but be on edge as they walked up to the door. He did have to admit the brick was an effective early warning system. Out of curiosity, he started counting the number of footsteps he could hear, tapping out the number on his fingertips. One, two, three, five, seven, the humans made barely a sound but they were there, and eleven. Wait. He stopped, turned around, sword drawn. With a yell, Scattershot ran back and started attacking something with his own little sword, leaving streaks of orange paint on - "Argh! I have been vanquished by a ferocious beast!" Mirage's electrodisruptor cut out as he fell to the path, pretending at a mortal wound. Scattershot huffed and pushed up the slipping dinosaur head. "I'm not a ferocious beast! I'm sa! Afterburner's a ferocious beast!" "Radiation breath!" the sparkling in question screeched as he pounced on the former spy, followed quickly by the rest of his brothers. "What are you doing?" a voice called from the door. Mirage was too busy wrestling the sparklings to answer, so Misfire opened his mouth to step in. "It was my idea, Prowler." Misfire shrieked and turned around, unsubspacing a gun to shoot the enemy that had appeared out of thin air. True to form, he missed, the bolt being absorbed by a crystal instead. Prowl surveyed the disheveled party and sighed. "Well, come get your candy." The Technobots shouted with joy and quickly abandoned Mirage for the treats. Jazz reached down to help his former second to his feet and grinned. "You look good covered in younglings." Mirage smiled and put his haughty airs back on like a cloak, patting Jazz' cheek affectionately. "You're getting ahead of yourself, darling." The human adults stared open-mouthed as Mirage sauntered up to the door and greeted Prowl with a kiss before sashaying inside, then turned to Jazz for an explanation, much more shocked at the idea of him and Prowl and Mirage than the idea of three. Jazz simply grinned and shrugged. "Towers courting. What can you do?" "Look!" Lightspeed called, running up with a small toy car. "We get one of these, too!" "Did you say thank you?" Grimlock asked. Lightspeed darted back away to do exactly that. Jazz patted Misfire's arm sheepishly. "Sorry about the scare, man." Misfire did what any Scavenger in their right mind would do and bolted for the goodie bowl. Grimlock chuckled at his conjunx, glad to see he was back to himself. Kup was next on Daniel's list, and he laughed at Scattershot's costume, patting the dino head. "You're gonna grow up to be just like your creator, huh?" "I hope so!" Scattershot said, grabbing handfuls of goodies out of Kup's bowl. Grimlock beamed at his eldest and leaned down for helm pats from Kup for himself, sneaking a goodie or two for himself while he was at it. Springer and Arcee were last on the list, and the Amica pair were waiting out on the stoop of their townhouse, dressed up in costumes themselves, though not as well-made as the ones from Wheeljack. Springer leapt to his feet and pointed imperiously at Afterburner as they walked up. "There can be only one!" Afterburner gave a mighty battle cry, and then the two Godzillas were dueling for supremacy. Grimlock was pleased to notice Afterburner was winning. Arcee laughed as she bounded over, spinning so her skirts flared out. "Isn't this fun, Grim?" Grimlock beamed under his mask at his friend. "What's this?" he asked, pointing to the gauzy fabric. "Just some princess," Arcee said, waving her hand. "She routinely gets captured by a giant lizard, but Springer didn't want to be that giant lizard." She grinned. "She kicks aft in the PVP games, though." Grimlock nodded, not having a clue what she was on about. "Suits you." Misfire grinned at her, bowing playfully. "You do look excellent, m'lady." Arcee giggled. It was disturbingly similar to the slightly maniacal cackle she gave in the middle of combat. "Radiation breath!" Afterburner yelled at the very top of his volume threshold. Springer cried out in mock pain and fell to the ground, defeated. Afterburner put a foot on his back and put his arms up in victory. "I am the one true Godzilla-aaaaa!" Grimlock chuckled, but then gestured the Technobots nearer. "Last stop," he said, "get your candy and give Auntie hugs, and then it's time for bed." There was a chorus of disappointed groans. "That's okay, guys!" Daniel said. "We still get to do this again next year!" Mollified, the Technobots formed an orderly line for goodies and hugs from Arcee, and then trooped on home. "Can I keep my costume on?" Scattershot asked. "Me, too!" Afterburner piped up from where he was trading candy with Nosecone and Lightspeed. Strafe had already shucked off his giant mustache and was working on the boots. Grimlock and Misfire shared a look and then shrugged in unison. "Sure, why not?" Scattershot bounded over to wrap his arms around Grimlock's knees. "Love you." Grimlock smiled and squeezed his creation back before tapping him gently on the shoulder. "Two goodies and then time for recharge." The Technobots rushed to consume their chosen treats and finish up their trading, and then they filed orderly into berth, already pleasantly exhausted by the outing. Grimlock and Misfire each took an end of the row of berths and started giving last hugs and kisses of the night. Meeting back at the door, they looked back over their creations. Grimlock turned off the light and closed the door, and then he pulled his conjunx close for a kiss. "Thank you."

Costumes: Scattershot - Grimlock Strafe - Yosemite Sam Lightspeed - Buzz Lightyear Afterburner - Godzilla Nosecone - Cyclops (X-MEN) Arcee - Princess Peach Springer - Godzilla

[kunderdogs]

KNK As Brothers

First time doing something like this and I had a fun time writing it! My siblings are close but not by much lol 

Jihun: The Best Friend

He’s your number one guy, no matter what

The type to be there, no questions asked

Always takes your side if you’re fighting with your parents

Will make sure you’re safe whenever you go out

Offering to pick you up and take you there

Waits up for your call so he can drive you to make sure you’re safe

Your very first friend

As children, you two rarely ever played with anyone else at the playground

You two rarely fight - you’re too similar

Doesn’t mind if you want to put make-up on him

Just don’t post it without his approval - needs you to have one with his good side at the least

Wants to screen everyone of your boyfriends/partners before he can approve of them

They have to meet certain criteria before they’re approved

If he sees you crying, he’ll comfort you immediately and want to know what’s wrong and how he can help

Will buy you a bunch of food to help you feel better

Cuddles like when you were children

No concept of personal space

Will barge into your room and flop on your bed when you’re laying down

Wants to have deep talks about anything

Confides in you the most

You’re first one he tells good news to

HUGS FOR EVERYTHING!!!!!!

The kind of hugs that lift you up and spin you around

Gives you his old clothes/things 

Sneaks you some spending money when you need it, even if your parents tell him not to since you always use it on snacks

Joking around with you like your one of his friends

Includes you in most of his plans and includes himself in yours

Especially if you’re going to get a pedicure, he’s like “I’M DOWN!!!”

Wants to do face masks with you and watch rom-coms since his friends don’t like that

Tells every single one of his girlfriends that you come before them and they find it cute until he ditches them on a date when you call him crying about your boyfriend

When you move out, he makes sure to make him a copy of your key and interrogates the security at your apartment building about every little detail. “Are those cameras in the elevator operational? How many break-ins have you had in the last two years?”

Will drag you to the gym with him when you stay too long on the couch

Complains about your driving even though you’re a better driver than he is

Buys you random things that remind him of you - like a stuffed lizard because it’s your favorite color

Seoham: The Gentle Protector

You can do no wrong to him

You’re perfect - it’s that simple

Almost fatherly in a sense

Wants only the best for you

Encourages you to do your best in school/work and pursue your dreams

Supports you 110% all the time

Will correct you if you need guidance but he does it lovingly

Takes you out on “sibling dates” when you were younger so you have high expectations of your future s/o

Probably won’t approve of anyone you bring home because no one can be good enough for their little sib

Looks intimidating but will pout and whine if you don’t want to talk about your problems with him

Doesn’t have good advice but he’s a great listener

Tells you men are terrible and encourages you not to date forever

Tries to have the birds and bees talk with you when you’re nine

Will panic when you get your period because he has no idea how to handle this new development so your parents are like “She’s the same person...just don’t be weird about it.”

Helps you play pranks on your other family members

Eventually you two have a prank war between you two

You thought you won until he replaced the sugar with salt one day when you were planning to make a cake for your friend

You were PISSED but had to acknowledge defeat at that point

He has a paper crown that says ‘KING OF PRANKS’

Gets you the oddest Christmas presents - like tire caps that are pink and sparkly

And a cereal dispenser - which you love but why the fuck would he get you that

Takes you to award shows so you get the chance to dress up

Whines that you’re too pretty and now he’ll have to shoo away all the guys from trying to hit on you

Glares at anyone who looks at you for too long

If you don’t do good in school, he’ll be very disappointed and blame himself

Tells you stop wearing his clothes if you’re gonna get make-up on the collars

Buys matching sibling shirts for you guys

Always smiling when you call/text/face time him

Wants to do holiday cards with you in those stupid onesies, even though you’re 28 years old

“You’re never too old for family pictures!!” “You’re 30 and wearing a Snoopy onesie...”

On your birthday, he’ll send you gifts at your school/work like big balloons or a flower arrangement

Brags about you to his friends even if they’ve known you for years

VERY affectionate

Will probably cry if you deny him a hug

Crying at your graduations

Cries when you get engaged

Crying the loudest when you get married like even more so than your parents

“You’ll always be my little sister.”

Dongwon: Overprotective

As your older brother, he feels the weight of the responsibility

You guys weren’t that close growing up since you’re girl

Didn’t know how to relate to you tbh

Asks your oldest brother for advice to be closer to you

Tries to be there for you but he gets distracted by his own life

Doesn’t let anyone bad mouth you EVER

Will stand up to anyone for you, even your own family

Has gotten into fights over some guy at school making an inappropriate comment about your skirt

Is so overprotective because he doesn’t want you to end up going down the wrong path

Goes about it the wrong way, let’s be real lol

If you try to sneak out, he’s on yo ass & will drag you back home

Will embarrass you in front of your friends and “your lil boyfriend”

“Who is this guy?” “Your BOYFRIEND? Hell no. Wait for me in the car.”

Lectures you about being responsible and focusing on school in order to be successful in life

You guys argue all the time when you’re teenagers/college age honestly

He’s so hardheaded and he doesn’t understand why you don’t see he’s doing this out of love

It takes your older brother to break it up and separate you two before you hurt each other feelings

Even though you do argue, he’s the first to make up. He can’t stay upset with you and it breaks his heart to see you crying because of something he said

He’ll buy your favorite food and apologize, wrapping you in his arms and kissing your head

You two get closer as you get older and you mature under both your brothers guidance

Thinks there’s no one in this world that deserves you so he won’t approve of anyone. You could bring home the nicest, kindest, sweetest guy and Dongwon would be like “Hm...I don’t like his vibe.”

HATES when you go out with your friends and will force his friends to come with him so he can keep an eye on you

Glares at anyone who tries to make a move on you, effectively keeping all potential suitors away from you

Is satisfied with himself when he grabs the drink some guy bought for you and downs it

Yep, he’s the one that will follow you on your first date and sit in the back of the restaurant with a hoodie and sunglasses on but you immediately spot him and sigh

Why is he like this

When he gets older, he will shower you in gifts to “make up” for him being an ass when you were younger

It makes you feel a little guilty but he got you a new macbook so you keep your mouth shut for the most part

Your relationship improves as you get older because he is more mature

Inseong: The “Twin”

Since you two are the youngest in the family, you guys are dotted on

But since you’re the baby, you get everything

He’s jealous of you when you two are children

He wants all the attention on him but then you were born

Asks your mom to return you when you were 3

Your oldest sister is the mediator but she goes thru puberty and you’re kind of on your own

Since you and Inseong are so close in age, you go to school together

He doesn’t speak to you much in school, you revolve in two different circles but he keeps an eye out for you 

Instead of him protecting you, you protect him and stand up for him since he’s too shy to say anything

He appreciates it a lot even if he doesn’t say much about it

One day a girl in his grade was making fun of how he laughs and she didn’t see you near by

So when you confronted her, it turned physical very fast and you were pulled off of her and sent to the principal’s office since you punched her first

Inseong heard about what happened and was worried about you but you were sent home before he could get to the office 

When he gets home, he’s relieved that you’re not hurt but he’s upset that you got into a fight for him. “You shouldn’t fight for me.”

“You’re my brother. I’d fight the whole school if they said something bad about you.”

He’s so touched, he’s crying in your arms now

You’re like wtf dude get a grip but just smile and tell him to be with you when you have to tell your parents what happened

After that you guys are inseparable - like twins

ALWAYS taking pictures of you and selfies with you two

Demands you take “candid” pictures of him. “Is it really a candid if you ask for it though?” “Just take it Y/N!”

He’s very cuddly with you and loves resting on you cause you’re tiny

Will buy you just about anything if you act cute to him

Complains when you steal his clothes & hoodies but doesn’t really care

He gives in to every suggestion you have

Mostly goes along with your bad ideas

Has to have you looking good in public because “you’re a reflection of me!”

Will be nervous if he brings a girl over to meet you and your older sister because he wants you two to approve of her and he knows how blunt you two are

Doesn’t want you to have a boyfriend because he doesn’t want you to “forget” about him

Pouts when you tell him you’re dating someone

HYPE man to the max

Will be bawling at your wedding then will sing “I Will Always Love You” by Whitney Houston but has to stop since he’s crying again

Asks to live with you after you get married because he misses you

You think he’s joking cause he laughed it off but he’s serious

He now lives 10 min walking distance from you

Heejun: The Bad Influence

Since y’all were so close in age, your parents made you do everything he did

If he played soccer, so did you

When he wanted to learn the guitar, you had to as well

You wanted to take dance classes? They signed him up too

Unfortunately for you, he was a boy wonder and excelled in literally everything, even the things you “forced” him to do

He’s always getting you in trouble though

In school or at home

Somehow manages to run and hide whenever someone is scolding you

One time, for a senior prank, he and his friends pulled the old ‘water bucket over the door’ trick on the dean and you somehow took the fall even though you were in class at the time

But it’s okay since you find him and beat him with whatever is in reach (backpack, math book, frying pan, your mother’s heels)

Always promises to make up for your suffering somehow

He’s still your favorite family member though

You two sneak out all the time

Some times to hang out with all your friends

Or he’ll drag you to a party

Heejun won’t let you drink underage though, HELL NO

Each time he sees you’ve some how managed to get another red solo cup, he’ll snatch it from you

Tries to set you up with his most responsible friend because he doesn’t trust none of the others honestly

Teasing the hell out of you for anything

“WooOOOOWW straight A’s? Your nerd is showing~”

Always screaming and making random noises that make you jump

Gets drunk one night when he’s in college and face times you at 3am to tell you that men are trash and don’t date anyone like him

Runs to you every time he has girl problems

He taught you how to hot wire a car and when you asked how he knew how to, he said “If I told you, I’d have to kill you.”

Play wrestles you when you least expect it

Like you’re just walking in your house and you’re tackled from the side and put in a headlock with him screaming “TAP OUT! TAP NOW!”

When he finds out you were crying over a boy, he’ll throw on a hoodie and call his boys, “We ride at dawn, bitches. We’ve got to hurt some people.”

Literally will beat your ex’s ass for cheating on you and will play innocent when you question him, even though his knuckles are red and bruised. “Hm? Oh, this? I...fell. Yeah, that’s what happened.”

Pouts when you won’t come to his band’s performance 

Literally will whine and bitch about how you don’t love him if you don’t come and watch him play for the millionth time

Is always showing you physical affection of some kind - arm over your shoulders, ruffling your hair, nudging you, kicking you softly when he wants your attention

Will toss ice on you if you don’t wake up when he wants you to

Is basically a little shit

Demands you name your first kid after him if you wanted kids

Is very offended when you have a girl and don’t name it Heejun

But he’s the best uncle honestly - so sweet and loving. 

Completely different than how he treated you

Your daughter is his princess and he’ll deadass fight you if you tried to take her home after he spent the day with her.

“So you think you can just come back into our lives after all this time?”

“Give me back my kid. I was at work.”

[miron-kablam-ram]

Wedding Day 💙~💜

Muse up and stretched out before getting dressed and leaving the house before Iron could see her and headed down to the boutique. It’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding -w0. A few minutes later after she left Iron woke up and looked over to see she wasn’t in bed, for a minute He was admittedly scared that she was kidnapped or just left him for some other colt (marriage day jitters) but He realized the whole bad luck thing and try to think of were to go first. He got dressed and flew over to Twilight’s castle,

Once she made it to the Boutique, Rarity did the hair and light make up before heading down to Twi’s castle where the dress and shoes were. They got there and finished getting dressed. While twi was getting everyone in position/in their seats in an orderly fashion. Shining was helping Iron with the suit and getting his hair to look presentable as Liona follows beside Muse adding a few touches to her like a little glitter at the bottom of her dress and making sure her lip gloss was...well glossy to the right amount.

Muse: “Ladies are we sure this isn’t too much makeup? I’m not really the makeup type.”

R: Oh pish-posh darling, you look fabulous. Besides I know you don’t wear a lot of makeup. That’s why I only put a little here and there. To be honest, dear. You don’t need make up, you’re naturally beautiful.

Muse:?*blushes lightly* T-Thanks Rare.

Liona: I agree you look gorgeous

Liza: Says the one who added glitter

Liona: Hey it’s a good touch

*meanwhile Iron was nervous and pacing a bit in his prep room* “Oh god am I sweating? I think I’m sweating- what if she changes her mind? What if she just runs away and leaves me at the altar? Oh god I’m gonna be alone for the rest of my life-“

Muse: I wonder how Iron is doing in his dressing room? I’m sure Shining is in there keeping him at ease.

Shining actually gives Iron a smack along with Jackel and Phoenix

All: Pull it together man!

Jackel; You two have been together for so long you think she’s having second thoughts?

Shining; You said it yourself you don’t have a lot of money or big muscles so she clearly sees something in you that you might not see

Phoenix: You’re a lot like your father though...I swear he looked just as nervous as you are now...

Iron:“Do you think...he’s proud?...”

Phoenix; The great and amazing Phoenix shall never tell a lie...yes..yes I definitely do

Twi: *came back his dressing room and knocked on the door* It’s time guys, get into position and pair up with your bridesmaid to get ready to walk down the isle and in your spots at the alter.

They do so and Iron still look a bit nervous as I stood there clenching my hand feeling my heart pound. After the groom, bridesmaids and groomsmen went down the isle Twi went to go fetch Muse and her dad saying that it’s time*

Noctis: You look radiant, princess. My little sugarbat. *he said linking arms with her

Muse:Thank you daddy, you look very dashing as well and yes, I am ready.

Spike got the cue to start playing the wedding march as everyone’s eyes were looking towards the doorway waiting to see the beautiful bride walk through. One of the flower girls, sweetie bell, went before her, Fi following behind her. Soon it was Muse’s turn to walk. Shining dusts off Iron’s suit a bit

Shining; Here she comes

Iron: Thanks you guys...for everything

He stood up straight and watched her come down the isle with a tear in his eye remembering the times from their first kiss to when he proposed. She came in through the door and everyone gasped and smiled, Applebloom and Scootaloo walked behind me hold the veil train from dragging on the floor. some even got teary eyed, cough-cough Mom, dad was keeping his cool kinda since we was walking down the isle XD*

Muse:Daddy, you gonna be ok? It’s alright to cry, you’re filled with joyous emotions let it show. I think when men cry at their own wedding or at their child’s wedding is very heartwarming.

N: *was trying not to cry* I-I know babygirl. B-but I want this day to be the best day for my little girl.

soon dad let’s her go and kissed my forehead and looked to Iron and gave a determined ‘take-care-of-my-princess’ nod before taking his seat next to his wife while She took approached the alter, Iron helped her get up there.

Twi: *standing at the podium* We are gathered here today to wed this loving couple, Iron and Muse. Did you two have written vows?

Iron: Yes, Muse...from the day I first met you you’ve done nothing but ruin my loneliness and sorrow and filled it with your love and happiness. When I’m sad you’re there to hold me, when I feel lost you always know how to find me. I vow to be the best husband I can ever be no matter the challenge, there are thousands upon thousands of stars in the sky but you’re the only one I wish to look at

Muse: Oh Iron, that was beautiful.*smiles lovingly with tears in her eyes, luckily She wasn’t wearing mascara as she wiped the tears away* I believe it’s mine turn. From the first day of meeting you, I knew we would be close friends. I’ve never dreamt of having you as a loving partner in crime. You are the love of my life and I can’t see myself with anyone else but you. Our paths intertwining was fate and we’ve blossomed into something beautiful together. I’ll always have your back and I know you’ll have mine, no matter the reason. You’re my King, and I’ll be by your side for as long as I live, as your Queen.

He smiled and wipe a tear away but...He does something meaningful between water elementals, he levitated her tear as well as his and put them together in a heart but keep it levitated next to him for a reason

Twi: By the power invested in me as Princess of Friendship, I know pronounce you husband and wife.

Fi walked up with the rings and handed them over

Iron: *bends down to grab them* Thanks my little soldier *gives a quick salute*

They put the rings on each-others finger but with the ice heart of their tears Iron makes another ring and put it on her other finger

Muse: *blushed and smiled* Aw Iron.

Twi: You may kiss the bride, Iron.

He dips her and kisses as everypony claps*

@batc-hq-bendy-and-the-crew

[sidon-reader-support]

Sidon with smol!reader thats on her period, and because of this shes 1000% more feisty then before and will f i g h t anything.

(I was waiting for one of these to pop up~ I’ve been trying to keep the s/o as gender neutral as possible for the sake of my followers but I will gladly do this one and any others specific to a certain gender if you guys send them in~ I’m going to do this one under the concept that Sidon has known about your cycle for a while but if anyone asks for his initial reaction then go for it~ Enjoy!~)

warnings: period talk (brief mention of blood, cramps, the usual stuff)

Feisty S/o On Their Cycle:

Hides Away In Bedroom

- For the sake of your sanity and the people during this time of the month you try to stay in your bedroom as much as possible where you won’t be bothered by anyone who could potentially set you off

- You are already dealing with excessive bleeding, excruciating cramps, and the occasional throbbing headache, you don’t need any other pest causing you physical pain with their stupid questions or persistent pestering

- Sidon tries to keep you as comfortable as possible while also making sure you have space because he knows more than anyone just how feisty you can get during this time and he doesn’t want you or anyone to get hurt so he lets you have your alone time while he begrudgingly attends his duties

- He having the servants bring lots of very soft pillows and blankets so that you aren’t tossing and turning in the bed, lets you take very long showers so you can feel clean, and he brings lots of sweets imported from the best chocolatiers in Hyrule to cheer you up

- Despite his efforts, however there are times where you leaving the bedroom is inevitable and he always apologizes because it is usually because of royal duties that drags you from your comfy misery to even more stress

- As the partner to the future King, you must be present for any major political events; events like guests visiting the Kingdom for a meeting or a ball to be held in their honor

- So sometimes you are forced out of the bedroom, that you want to stay in for all eternity, into formal attire, that you do not want to be wearing, to greet the people, that you do not want to be talking to right now

- This is when Sidon gets a little worried for your sake and the sake of all guests that cross paths with you

- He’s not embarrassed or ashamed of you, he just really doesn’t want anyone to become upset because you are not in a good mood and he knows that it’s unfair that you must be put through this when you are so tense and stressed

- Sidon tries his best to keep you from being dragged into conversations when you are so tense and antsy

Short Temper/ Extremely Sensitive

- Unfortunately, Sidon cannot prevent every confrontation and it only takes one wrong encounter to have you thirsting for the blood of whoever peeved you off

- Thanks to PMS it is relatively easy for you to get triggered by something that someone says or does

- You don’t mean to be harsh or rude to everyone but you are under a lot of stress and if they can mess with you than they should be prepared to get messed with

- You may be smaller than most everyone but you will not hesitate to let heads roll if anyone mentions how tired or awful you look when you finally feel comfortable enough to leave the comfort of the bedroom

- Even if it is just a joke the person better be prepared to run because you are about to hunt them down regardless if you are tired or not (nobody better give you anything sharp)

- If you’re suddenly attacked by a group of Bokoblins while outside enjoying some fresh air on a walk with Sidon you will go full on rage mode and obliterate the poor souls who dared cross you

- You are trying to enjoy a nice walk with your lover, how dare they disturb your peaceful afternoon! Absolutely nobody is allowed to bother you and Sidon when you are having a special moment together, you will destroy them all and make them regret the day they messed with you

- Meanwhile Sidon looks on in a stunned silence unsure if he should step in, if you know how to fight, because he is slightly terrified but also super in love with you

- However he will definitely hold you back and try to keep a firm but careful grip on your squirming body as you shout profanities while he whisks you away from the danger faintly amused and also amazed that you even know this many curse words

Only Sidon Can Calm Your Unbridled Rage

- When your almighty rage is unleashed anyone can certainly try to calm you down, but Sidon has the highest success rate to the point where if anyone ever upsets you they know to either bring you to Sidon or bring the Zora to you so that he can soothe you

- He knows exactly how to listen to you and let you rant while bringing you back to the bedroom where he can wrap you up in soft blankets, brings you one of the boxes of chocolates, and then joins you in the bed to cuddle you lovingly

- Once you have ranted about all your frustrations and have eaten a few pieces of the delectable chocolate, you finally calm down and relax into Sidon

- Sidon is just relieved that you are calm and look a lot happier than you were when you were angry

[madamedeher]

When You Hear the Sirens Coming

I did it. Another DA fic. This time Dorian with my inky Julian! This fic is modern au where Julian is a detective and Dorian is a lawyer. Enjoy chapter 1! Also for those who prefer, link to ao3 here

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From the other side of the shop, Bull turns to Julian and throws a look approaching annoyance.

“Do you like them?”

Cole’s voice rings soft and clear as it always does. In his spindly hands is a large box of donuts, two of which are long gone from the box and stuffed unceremoniously into Julian’s eager mouth. They’re maple bacon flavoured which is his all time favorite, of course. Finding the young man’s bakery was the detective’s best and worst decision according to the ever expanding waistbands.

“Obf courth I lige mem—”

Julian reaches for another before Bull finally steps in, pulling Julian’s arm out the shop and into Bull’s giant truck.

The truck, of which Julian has to wipe his fingers on his slacks so he doesn’t make the leather greasy, is almost comically large to account for his partner’s size. Julian stands at 193 centimeters yet the truck made him feel like he’s in a Barbie car.

“You know, man, the whole ‘cops love donuts’ thing isn’t helped when you pig out like that.”

Julian shoots him a glare before pointedly licking his fingers.

“Yet, here I am, loving Cole’s donuts. Besides, we’re detectives, not cops.”

Bull snorts something about a hole euphemism and drives to their next scene. Julian read about it briefly before they set out for the morning. A seemingly random man disappeared out of thin air, leaving a heavily pregnant wife behind him. Usually a case like this just means some scumbag guy couldn’t handle the pressure of settling down and skipped town, but the house had been trashed and looked like a bad robbery.

The house is deep into the suburbs, where all the houses look printed out and the lawns are all fake bright green grass. Personally, Julian hates going out here. The inner city of Denerim is real, hard, and fast. In the suburbs you saw the true dredges of society and Julian always left feeling more depressed than curious.

It took about 20 minutes to get to the home. It’s a sick yellow and has the same fake patch of grass front yard like every other house. If it wasn’t for the broken window and clear trail of blood leading from the door to the driveway, it would look like just another cog.

The inside of the house on the other hand is a trainwreck. Furniture is flipped, it smells so heavily of bleach it makes Julian’s eyes water, and pretty much every fragile object in sight is shattered to pieces. It looks damn more than a robbery, that’s for sure.

Bull ducks behind him to enter the house and sighs softly.

“That ain’t good.”

Julian shakes his head. No, it isn’t.

Snapping on gloves, Julian steps carefully around the home. Voices came from another room, presumably the dining room, and as Julian got closer he hears faint sobbing and the fake sweet voices of cops trying to console someone who is clearly hysterical.

Turning a corner, Julian is greeted by shattered dishes and several broken appliances. Sitting at the dining room table is a blonde woman with short hair sobbing into her arms. Cassandra and Blackwall stand on both sides of the woman, gently patting her and looking very awkward.

“We are very, very sorry for your loss Mrs. Cousland.”

“Fergus wouldn’t just leave! Someone to-o-ook him!” The woman, Mrs. Cousland? Punctuates most of her syllables with hearty sobs.

Blackwall is the first to see Julian and pleads with his eyes for the man to walk over and turn on the charm so they could walk away from the situation. Julian relents and puts on his most buttery voice. He needs information, and a sobbing victim made no use.

“Miss? My name is Julian Trevelyan,” he flashes a badge at her when she looks up with puffy eyes. It’s pretty obvious he is another worker bee around here, but flashing his badge always comforted scared civilians.

She sniffs loudly and nods curtly. “M-my name is Oriana, Oriana Cousland. Are you one of the, um, detectives they were talking about?”

Mrs. Cousland motions towards to the two officers behind her who are slowly drifting away from her and out the room.

“Yes, my partner, Bull, is looking around the house.”

Speak of the devil, Bull saunters in, ducking under undoubtedly one of many doorframes. Julian sits down while Bull stays standing. Chairs too small.

“Ma’am.” He tilts his head towards her and does his best to look as least-threatening as possible.

“We’d like to ask you a few questions, if that’s alright with you.” Julian pointedly ignores his partner’s arrival to keep her attention on him.

Mrs. Cousland sniffles and thinks, nodding after a moment.

“Yes, that’s fine.” she croaks, wiping her red nose on the sleeve of her dress.

Julian hears Bull pull out a notebook and click a pen.

“First of all, I’d like to know how you’re holding up, Mrs. Cousland.”

Mrs. Cousland waves her hand, “Please, call me Oriana. And terribly. Thank you for asking. It feels like everyone here doesn’t even see me. I’m just another person to interrogate, my husband, the father of my child is missing for Maker’s sake!”

Julian sighs. Knowing Cassandra and Blackwall, Oriana no doubt got the reaming of a lifetime.

“Okay, Oriana. I have no plans to interrogate you. I simply want to ask a few simple questions.”

The woman visibly relaxes. With a heavy sigh, she nods. Julian continues,

“So, to start off, I’d like to know about your morning. Tell me about your routine.”

“Well, Fergus wakes up before I do. He was gone before I woke, but, but that’s normal.” Her eyes gloss over and stare out a window as she speaks, “I get out of bed, take a shower, and have breakfast. An omelette. Then, hm, I watched television for a couple hours, then went to have brunch with my mother-in-law.”

Oriana’s nose begins to scrunch with unshed tears as she recalls the day’s events. Julian puts a sympathetic hand against her shoulder which seems to comfort her just slightly.

“And when you got home, you saw the house as it is?”

She nods, hot tears rolling down her blotchy cheeks.

“Yes, I came home to— to— to this.” she motions her hands wildly around them before she begins sobbing again.

“Right, I’m sorry. When you came home, what exactly did you see?”

“My home a mess! Everything absolutely disarray. I called Fergus, but he didn’t answer. I called his work, and they said he never showed.”

Bull can be heard scribbling on his tattered notebook. Julian simply raises his eyebrows.

“Hm. He left before you woke, but seemed to have stopped home while you were away and then..?”

“He disappeared! Fergus wouldn’t just up and leave, he wouldn’t.”

The edge of her voice causes Julian to backtrack. He honestly wasn’t trying to imply anything. Taking a breath, Julian collects his wandering thoughts and zones into Oriana.

“I believe you.” He lies, “I just want to get all the facts straight.”

“Right, right, I apologize.” Oriana dabs daintily at her nose, suddenly remembering she’s in front of people. “Yesterday, did everything seem normal? Fergus didn’t act out of the ordinary?”

“Oh, well…”

Julian looks back at Bull who’s giving him a hard look that says, ‘oh, here we go.’

Oriana frowns and looks down between her shoes. “We had a fight.” she says very quietly, as if she was a child caught in the candy.

“A fight? What kind of fight?” Unless this woman is a makeup wizard, there doesn’t seem to be any obvious signs of a physical fight.

“Over the baby. He… he wants us to move into his family’s estate. So he’ll have more room to learn and play.” She lovingly pats her swollen belly, continuing, “I didn’t want to. I like this area. It’s quiet, and saf-” she stops on the word safe. Obviously, it isn’t as safe as she thought. Julian is still having a hard time at the thought of a grown man getting kidnapped. Probably killed and dragged off to be dumped somewhere.

“Is there anything stolen from your home?”

“That’s the thing!” Oriana jumps at the subject switch. “Nothing was taken! Not one thing. I checked, the police checked, everything is here.”

Bull grunts behind him and the scribbling stops at the sound of the pen clicking.

“Interesting.” is all Julian can say without furthering the woman’s worry. “If you don’t mind, I’m going to take a look around.”

Oriana nods softly and turns away from them, lost in thought.

Once out of the room Julian finds himself back in the living room. Large smears of blood stain an off-white wall leading into the house’s hallway. Fingernails seem to have dragged across the floor in an effort to hold onto something as to not get dragged away. Huh. Julian figures it must be more than one person who dragged away Fergus Cousland. The force’s photographer, Dagna, bounded into the room with her large, expensive camera. She stops at the fingernail marks, steadies the camera, and Julian hears a stream of shutters.

“Hey, Jules.” Dagna doesn’t look away from her camera, adjusting and fidgeting with whatever is going on in there.

“Hey, D. Anything particularly gruesome you want me to take a special look at?”

Dagna chortles to herself but it doesn’t quite reach her eyes.

“Yeah, did you check the bedroom?”

Julian walks past her and pushes open the creaky door. He certainly wasn’t expecting what he saw.

The bed is absolutely covered in blood and gore. It’s clearly a king size and every inch is drenched in some sort of human. Oddly enough, the rest of the room is spotless. Julian takes a sample of whatever… parts were on the bed and goes to patrol the rest of the house.

The bathroom, second bedroom, and backyard are all clean. In fact, the they’re the only spots on the land that weren’t tainted in some way. It didn’t take long for Bull to finish up his business and Julian is back in the truck on their way to their headquarters.

Another thirty minutes and Julian manages to submit the evidence he collected and sits down at his desk. Bull skulks off to the break room of the office before Julian can discuss what they found. Bull was never a quiet man, but after every introduction to a case he goes to compartmentalize whatever it is he just absorbed. Julian, on the other hand, hates that, and is buzzing to bounce ideas off the first person who will listen to him.

He’s about to go search for the new temp, Krem, that Commander De Fer hired when a bustling at the front of the station draws Julian’s attention.

Loud voices and a haughty laugh follow. If Julian strains, he hears Cullen’s sputtering at some joke and Sera’s shrill laugh.

Suddenly, the group appears into the main office.

A finely dressed man swaggers into the room absolutely glowing. He has a nicely trimmed mustache that matched the perfectly swooped hair atop his head. He wore an immaculately fitted black suit and is followed by an equally perfectly groomed tall blonde woman. The pair didn’t fit into the office’s environment at all.

Sera, permanently stained by mystery substances is absolutely enraptured by whatever the blonde woman is telling her, while Cullen, stubbly and tired looking still seems to try to keep up with the beautiful strangers.

Cullen and Julian catch eyes and before he can stop himself, Julian is standing in front of the group.

“Julsie!” Sera bounds over to him and pulls his tie so he slouches closer to her level. He feels slightly guilty for being over a foot taller than her. “You’re gonna love these guys! They’re from Tevinter. And dirty.” She giggles that evil laugh she does and Julian’s drawn back to the strangers.

The first stranger holds out his hand to shake and smiles— well, no, smile would be the wrong word. It’s more of a shit-eating grin, even though Julian can’t tell what the man has done to earn that smile.

“Dorian Pavus, charmed, I’m sure.”

Julian isn’t charmed, but the man, Dorian, has a fantastically confident attitude that Julian loves to feed off in a group setting. He takes his hand and shakes once. Firm grip. Nice.

“Julian Trevelyan. But my friends call me Jules.”

Dorian grins genuinely this time, quirking his brow and snorting.

“Your name is Jules?”

“Yeah, something wrong?”

“Oh, no, it’s just such a frilly name and,” Dorian stops himself before he puts his foot in his mouth further. “Not that there’s anything wrong with that, you’re just rather striking to have such a name, is all.”

Julian can’t help but bark a laugh. He already likes this guy.

“Is that a roundabout way of calling me handsome?”

“I don’t know, is it?”

“I don’t know, am I?”

They share a look before Cullen coughs and rolls his eyes.

“Oh, Maker. Don’t tell me you’re like Julian.”

Julian feigns a hurt expression and clutches his imaginary pearls.

“Whatever do you mean, dear Cullen?”

Cullen turns to leave muttering something about serial flirting under breath.

“What a chipper young man.” Dorian comments.

“What!? He can be a right twat!” Sera bounces around them and it takes Julian all he can to keep from snickering. He loved Cullen, he did, but he needed a break. Badly.

Behind them, the blonde woman makes herself known by clearing her throat.

“If you two are quite finished, my name is Maevaris Tilani.”

“Julian Trevelyan. Pleasure to meet you both.”

Julian shook her hand, too. He noted how dainty and pale her hands were. They reminded him very much of Cole.

“These two are lawyer leeches.” Sera made sure to really punch out the word leeches, causing Maevaris to roll her eyes and Dorian to act offended.

“I’d think you were nicer to fellow crime fighters?”

“Ha! Since when were lawyers righteous? Shove that up your arse.”

Dorian looked at Julian for some defense which Julian has a hard time coming up with.

“Well… I guess it depends on what kind of lawyer.”

“Maevaris is the defense attorney, not me.”

Maevaris glares at Dorian and pinches his earlobe. He yelps and clutches it tenderly.

“Still, I’m happy you two are around. Was wondering when we’d get some new blood around here.”

“Vaguely suspicious. What happened to the last ‘new blood’ that wandered around here?”

Julian smiled mischievously before looking out to the backlot of the office.

“Ran far, far away. Only the real ones stick around.”

Dorian immediately bristles at the challenge.

“Ha, I suppose I now have to stay for as long as I can out of spite.”

“Meh, probably wouldn’t be a bad thing. We need eye candy that isn’t Vivienne around here.”

“My my, you’re brave.”

Sera makes a gagging sound. “Can you two stop being gross n’ shite? You met 2 minutes ago. Don’t starting rutting, nasties.”

Maevaris tugs at Dorian’s arm to pull away at the conversation that apparently she’s also done with.

Julian loves new people.