#they'll figure it out eventually.

[orcelito]

OK listen I'm still not quite sold on them being a pairing But

Kisara and Dohalim r killing me anytime they r next to each other. Making me feel very bisexual

[tangledinink]

woah woah woah don’t tell me Donnie’s still having relapses in his memory again please. that caption is making me fr worried about ‘tello’s brainium cranium

somedays, donnie wakes up and his memory seems fine. other days it... doesn't. they're sure that all the drugs currently in his system and the general state of his physical health are probably part of the problem, and once he recovers a bit, it might get better, but...

everyone had kind of hoped that once they broke the curse and got donnie home, things would just... be fixed. it's hard to accept that it's not. but he's still home. that's most important part. and if it has to be the first step, too, rather than the ending... well, then. so be it.

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[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

Them just walking around while you watch them, at least they were only a little lost.....

[lightningbig]

thinking about that fake dating post w pissa. phil makes an offhand joke about how they should fake an engagement, "get some free food and gifts, throw a big party, wouldn't that be fun?" and it's a JOKE, REALLY, IT IS, but missa jumps on it and refuses to let it go. as soon as the words are out of phils mouth missa is pressed right up against his side, "oh, mi amor, I'll get you a ring if you want one, you only had to ask" and phil is immediately red faced and spluttering, trying to take it back.

missa and chayanne planning the dining menu for their engagement party. keep asking phil his thoughts, what he'd want, and everytime he just says "mate we really don't have to do this" and missa ignores him, "oooh yes I agree, chocolate cake sounds good for dessert, write that down." lullah bullies him into helping her with flower arrangements and the whole time phil keeps trying to argue out of it but lullah is Not playing around she will not let him get out of this. you will NOT take this opportunity from her, u made ur bed philza minecraft and now u have to lie in it.

just every member of his family seeing through his bullshit and bullying him about it. every one of the islanders congratulating them whenever they see them. phils face is permanently red, blushing and flustered damn near constantly. missa is having the time of his life and being an absolute menace about it.

[transingthoseformers]

Accidental proposal / courtship but it's Megatron accidentally / unknowingly proposing to Optimus

[hotasfahrenheit]

the hands, the hands, it's always the hands-

(sometimes it's also the lighting, pls)

these two strolling and holding hands so comfortably and naturally, and sure yes there's a million ways we know they're actually into each other but the casual comfort and affection here are so telling, and especially, especially-

when you're faking a relationship you hang on to the hand of the person you're faking it with, to help show off what you've got going on. in a normal situation where you're holding hands with someone you maybe shouldn't be, if you feel like you have something to hide, you let go.

with no one they knew of watching them, Dee and Yak held hands, but as soon as the person they are trying to fool perceived them, they let go. like a subconscious "oops we got caught having real feelings" moment.

there's an entire shift in Dee's body language here and it's so telling of so many things.

they're getting there, slowly slowly.

[beneathsilverstars]

post-canon ISAT dynamic.....

[airas-story]

Sorry (I Still Love You)

(This is a sequel to an earlier snippet: Sorry)

Stephen wasn’t supposed to be here. Trespassing wasn’t exactly the sort of crime that Stephen wanted to be known for, and there were boundaries he knew he was crossing, but… well, here he was.

It hadn’t something he’d thought about doing, not really.

But then Tony had had in in-home interview—likely Pepper’s doing—and suddenly Stephen had had a visualization. The idea had lingered for weeks, before Stephen had given in.

And now here he was.

He wandered the apartment, searching for some sort of sign. The joke mug he’d bought for Tony wasn’t there any more, the ‘his and his’ towel set had been ousted for plain white towels, the sheets Stephen had picked out had been replaced. He could see hints of Tony in everything, but…. Well, no sign that at any point there had been anyone else in Tony’s life.

But then, it had been almost a year.

He ended up in the bedroom, sat on the side of the bed that would have been his. It didn’t look like anyone had slept there, recently, which Stephen was pathetically grateful for. The tabloids and social media hadn’t said anything about Tony moving on, but there had been a few pictures of ‘potentials’. 

And Stephen had paid far more attention to that then perhaps he should have.

Stephen didn’t know if any of the people the media talked about were actual potentials, or just the media looking for things, all he knew was that none of them were here. Not yet, at least.

Stephen hadn’t been replaced, just… removed.

Almost a year later, and he still couldn’t quite understand why Tony had done it the way he had. He hadn’t given Stephen any time. The new apartment had been bought and Tony moved before Stephen had even settled in Kamar Taj.

Tony hadn’t even given him a chance. Stephen had been the one to leave, but Tony had been the one to tell him—in not so many words—not to come back.

What did that mean? Had Tony really been so quick to throw him away? Maybe that was why Stephen was here. Looking for closure. Looking for those answers that had haunted him for almost a year.

Stephen… he’d thought what they’d had had meant more than that.

But then, maybe Tony had thought the same thing when Stephen had left.

A slightly wrinkled and worn sheet of paper on Tony’s side of the bed caught his attention and he reached across the bed to pick it up.

He froze. The paper only had two words in the upper left corner.

I’m sorry.

It was impossible not to recognize. Stephen had been the one to type the two words, had been the one to print out the paper and leave it on Tony’s pillow.

It hadn’t been an explanation. Stephen hadn’t known how to give that.

Looking now at the nearly empty page, he found himself wondering if perhaps he should he have tried a little harder.

He looked down at his hands. They shook, they’d never stopped shaking. Now, almost two months after—he closed his eyes, breathed—two months after Dormammu, he’d realized that they never would stop shaking, that the pain would never go away.

They could, but they never would.

Stephen wondered what Tony would say if he knew. If he would understand.

He wondered, a part of him, why it meant so much to Stephen. But then, perhaps that question was an obvious one. Stephen was here, after all. Stephen had left Tony, and in his own way, Tony had left Stephen right back.

But Stephen was here.

There was a noise at the door and Stephen startled. The sound of the door opening and closing.

An instinct deep in his chest had him moving. He opened the night table drawer searching for the pen that he knew that Tony kept there for when he needed to jot down thoughts in the middle of the night.

The pen shook in his fingers and the words, when he carefully printed them out—his clean, beautiful lines were gone, but Stephen refused to use dimensional energy to still his hands; Tony would see him as he was—came out messy and difficult to read.

I still love you.

Stephen set the paper down, not on the bedside table where it’d been, but on Tony’s pillow.

The pen he dropped back in the nightstand drawer.

The sound of footsteps down the hallway had Stephen moving. It was the work of a second for Stephen to push himself into the mirror dimension.

He should leave, should give Tony privacy.

He shouldn’t, technically, be here in the first place.

Tony entered the bedroom throwing his suit jacket at the bed and missing by about a foot. Tony let out a grumble but didn’t pick it up from the floor, moving towards the bathroom.

He stopped, halfway across the room and his gaze slid back to the bed. “I didn’t leave you there,” he said, voice quiet. “I know I didn’t leave you there.”

Stephen held his breath as Tony crossed the room and to the bed. He closed the nightstand drawer and then slowly reached out for the paper Stephen had left on his pillow.

For a moment Tony just stared at the paper. Then…

His gaze flitted up, looking around as though he’d find Stephen there. For a moment, Stephen wondered if Christine had told Tony anything about what had happened in the hospital two months ago. If Tony knew something about what he could do, now. “God damn you, Stephen,” he whispered. 

Stephen’s heart twisted. He’d misstepped, made it worse.

Tony’s next words were almost a whisper. “But I still love you, too.”

[crabsnpersimmons]

I think Sun and moon should swap cat onesies, that’ll be much comfier

a very good idea!

unfortunately... not too much of an improvement 😅

Clip thought of everything 😂

[btheleaf]

korrasami for the bad sex meme? :3

[srnileforme]

kanghan and sailom's kiss at the end of episode 6 wasn't a climax but a tentative, yet impulsive leap into something.

it was kang testing the waters and desperately trying to figure himself out, 'am i jealous? is this why i don't like seeing sailom with guy? do i like sailom? can i feel something other than guilt for sailom?'

it was sailom immediately trying to process what was happening in his head like he always does, 'is he doing this because i confessed? does he feel guilty again? is he jealous? can i forget everything else for a moment and just feel?'

it was a kiss that only gave them more questions than answers. they're just so, so confused.

what's interesting though is that this kiss is almost exactly like their fake kiss in episode 3, except it's not fake anymore. everything is very real now, especially their feelings.

kang pushes sailom unexpectedly against a wall and grabs his head. kang's thumb that blocked their lips is now pressed into sailom's cheek as if to anchor sailom in place.

sailom's hand that had naturally rested on kang's waist in the alley is now more hesitant and nervous, gripping kang's shirt instead of touching him.

kang had turned their heads left and right in an attempt to make their fake kiss look more believable, but now kang does it to take control, to make the kiss last long instead of breaking apart - to make it leave a mark and mean something.

the reality though is that they don't know what they're doing at all.

this is new and unfamiliar, but this is the start of them trying to learn the why, the how and the what together.

[mychlapci]

thinking about Drift domming both Rodimus and Ratchet for a change.... forcing them to "play nice" with each other, ordering them to scissor and lick each other's valves for his entertainment... it would be hot. and also very funny.

[edoro]

okay so, you know, Hunter has this huge obvious crush on Willow

and once he comes to terms with and realizes this, of course he’s going to start trying to like, figure out What To Do About It

so please imagine Hunter spilling his romantic woes and agonies to his bestie Gus during their basement bros time, except, like, Gus is 12 and knows less than nothing about dating or affairs of the heart and frankly isn’t exactly interested in that kind of thing just yet

so naturally he refers Hunter to Luz, who as he sees it is the most romantically intelligent person in this friendgroup. she’s IN a relationship AND she absolutely loooves all that gushy stuff, so she must know all about it!

and Hunter and Luz are like, bound by blood. they’ve both seen each other at their worst, they know each other’s most dreadful and personal secrets, they would die and kill for each other, and all of that is great - but Hunter cannot bear the thought of pulling Luz aside and trying to tell her he thinks he’s Developed Feelings For The Captain

it’s just too mortifying. also, he’s pretty sure she would like, squeal and hug him, and he does not want her to make a big deal out of it. also she’d probably try to come up with some kind of romcom scheme to get them together and he also doesn’t want that. so no. Luz is out.

but then he realizes... he can ask Amity Blight. she’s ALSO in a relationship, after all! the same one Luz is in, even! and she’s known Willow longer, although he’s gathered from things the others have said that there’s a bit of a contentious history there? he doesn’t like the fact that she was Mean To Willow, but then, he was also Mean To Willow once, so he supposes that if she’s really trying to do better he can’t hold it against her (and it also means SHE can’t judge HIM, he figures - glass houses and all)

so. he goes to Amity. and present this to her as an incredibly serious matter that he requires her expertise on. and of course Amity is also going to take it seriously, because her own reservations re: Hunter aside, Willow deserves a competent and heartfelt courtship

unfortunately, Amity is 1) so gay that sometimes she forgets other people aren’t 2) not very socially astute or emotionally observant 3) just kind of a disaster?

so anyway their first conversation ends with Amity having Hunter half-convinced Willow doesn’t even like boys. Amity promises to investigate this on her own, but like - you know that one comic about Hunter trying to come out to Belos that just involves him walking into a room and shouting BOYS at his uncle? that’s basically how she goes about it.

Willow thinks Amity’s maybe trying to come out to her as bi? and reassures her that’s fine, to which Amity says ugh, of course not, then realizes how rude that sounded and panics a bit, and somehow they end up talking through Amity’s own anxieties re: her extremely nonbinary girlfriend’s gender stuff and what it means for her own sexuality

Amity leaves this conversation feeling really comfy and secure and settled on that issue and it isn’t until half an hour later that she remembers she was supposed to be gathering info for Hunter. she has no choice but to return to him in utter disgrace and tell him that, tragically, Willow is simply inscrutable and far, far too powerful.

[candidateofloyalty]

While Akihiko is autistic it would never occur to him to get tested because he relies on Mitsuru to keep track of his medical appointments. This is a problem because Mitsuru is also autistic but because her grandfather sucks she simply received instruction in acting more neurotypical from an early age, preventing her from realizing and therefore from noticing similar traits in Akihiko. She does however schedule their blood work for their HRT on the same day so they can go out for ice cream afterward.

[soulthesimmer]

[transingthoseformers]

I got a sudden inspired thought about Starscream using his genius for a good (valveplug) purpose.

He sets up a hidden camera so he can spy on Megatron and learn all his weaknesses and secrets, but instead, he sees something far more interesting.

One rest cycle, he opens up the camera feed only to see Megatron on his berth, aft up in the air while a toy brutally thrusts into his valve again and again. He looks like he's crying, servos clutching at the edge of his berth.

Starscream didn't realise he was stroking his spike until he overloads all over the tablet in his hand.

And it keeps happening.

Different toys, different positions. Starscream is obsessed.

So he starts making his own toys, and sneaks them into Megatron's quarters.

And, well, if some of them just so happen to be linked up to his actual spike... surely it's a happy accident?

(Starscream later full on courts Megatron. He finds that they work a lot better together than against one another.)

So yes but also yes

The idea of Starscream making sex toys sets us up for a moment that's just

"...???"

"Soundwave it's not what it looks like"

Imagine being Megatron just finding the new ones and he's so confused for a minute

"I could have sworn I left this one back on Cybertron..."