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I hope everyone’s having a good Tuesday! Weekdays have improved for me ever since I started taking zoom classes after work - I have something to look forward to, and by taking them remotely I can actually attend more classes, since I don’t have to worry about the commute ✌🏻

Glass cabin visualistation by Mohammad Hosein Rabbani Zade & Mohammad Mahmoodiye

Knockout and Starscream have a mutually beneficial relationship, but at many times it could be considered dubious seeing how purely transactional it is.

Knockout is fully aware that he is allowed to say no and be properly left alone from Starscream’s advances should he command it. Knockout knows that Starscream is in absolutely no position to be making those kinds of demands, ever, so long as Knockout agrees. As said before, Knockout keeps his work relations strictly within the club and all security staff are on high alert if any dancer were to give the word.

It’s been established already that Knockout’s main reason for still working at the club is because of his son, Wildbreak.

Knockout was employed at the club long before he met Breakdown, hell he was even the favorite of Starscream’s even then. After him and Breakdown hit it off, he obviously cut off the more intimate relations he had with his personal patrons and even took leave from working at the club just a few short months into his relationship with Breakdown.

It was no secret secret to the dancers as to what caused Knockout’s long absence, as mob Patrons did not keep their scoffs on the down low as they talked about the stupid construction crew that thought could so easily steal from them.

A small construction crew used to frequent the club. Not exactly being regulars, but when money was good they treated themselves to wild night of clubbing—Breakdown however brought Knockout flowers for every single one of his performances.

When this crew AND Breakdown never showed again, it wasn’t hard to make a guess what exactly went down and why Knockout was no longer showing up for his shifts.

All however were surprised to see Knockout come trudging back into the show business only some months later. Everyone was wise as to not speak of Breakdown, as even a mention to Knockout’s all too brief absence visibly had the dancer thrown into a state of tightened, paralyzed grief, no matter how hard he tried to swallow it down.

Starscream was all too pleased to see his darling dancer return, cruel as he is, some sense of him was glad to see that he no longer had to share with that ‘Breakdown’ ruffian. After breakups, all too soon passings or even disheartening betrayals, mecha who were once as devoted as Knockout was—craving consolation, an escape even to the pain—they are just so painfully empty inside… but usually not for long so long as Starscream names the right price.

The only reason as to why Knockout returned to the club so soon was because he now had Breakdown’s son to provide for, a sickly son at that who needed expensive medicines and a good and warm place to call home. The club’s pay was nice, the performance tips very nice, and for Knockout—Starscream’s paid for sessions were a definitely more than handsome penny.

While yes, Knockout had always been saving since before him and Breakdown met, funerals are expensive and hospital bills never seemed to stop. Knockout truly had little choice in his return if he had any hope of providing for Wybie.

Knockout has a talent for getting other’s attention, for getting people to want him, so long as he’s careful and he plays his cards right as to pay the bills, nothing will keep him out of the club until he is sure that he has enough to get himself and Wildbreak out of the city, away from the grimey mecha, the choking air, the violence. Keeping up his Man Eating, Gold Digging persona has never been so easy.

No one knows about Wildbreak’s existence outside of Knockout, Starscream, First Aid (Knockout’s flatmate and Wybie’s night-time guardian), and Optimus—who Knockout trusted him with this knowledge a short time after he shared his own secret, double life.

Parallels :: 4x05 / 4x08

A mockumentary show (in the style of “The Office” / “Parks and Recreation”) about the cast and crew of a fictional TV show. The plot of the fictional show is never fully explained since the focus is on the development of the series. In fact, the joke could be that the show is pretty damn crazy by what the characters reveal about what goes on behind the scenes.

Other jokes could be about: The crew worried about declining ratings, the lead actors not having chemistry, rumors about a main character being killed off, a stunt casting, a crossover with another TV show, the race to the Emmys, and so on.  

My casting for the main cast:

1) Steven Yeun plays the main character, an ambitious production assistant whose long-term goal is to be the showrunner of his own TV show. 

2) Dacre Montgomery plays the lazy, constantly-drinking production designer who consistently rips off the set designs of other TV shows.   

3) Jon Bernthal plays the leading actor of the fictional show. He’s pissed off that his previous show got cancelled (obvious reference to “The Punisher”) and now he’s stuck playing the leading role on a TV show that he doesn’t care about. 

4) Yvette Nicole Brown plays the tired showrunner who is trying her best to deal with her cast and crew. 

5) Isabella Gomez plays one of the show’s writers (later, the script supervisor) who is trying her best to accommodate everyone’s wishes but has a very different version of the show going on in her head. 

6) Maisie Williams plays the lead actress who doesn’t get along with anyone and acts like a demanding diva to everyone on set. 

7) Brian Baumgartner plays the incompetent boom operator who is always aware of the drama that occurs on set. 

8) Jameela Jamil plays the head of the makeup department who used to work for the Game of Thrones set until she was fired for leaking all of season 8. 

As a last note, I had an episode idea. The fictional show brings in the Stranger Things kids to star in at least one episode, a move which was done to attract viewers in order to combat declining ratings. The joke is that the Stranger Things kids are playing extremely exaggerated versions of themselves. 

Finn Wolfhard is a hyper prankster who gets on the cast and crew’s nerves and almost destroys the set with one of his pranks.

Millie Bobby Brown is a high-maintenance actress who is upset that her agent “forced” her to do a guest role on a show she doesn’t care about.

Gaten Matarazzo can’t stop bragging about his time on Broadway and is the theater nerd among the group.

Caleb McLaughlin is friendly to the cast and crew but only if they say they liked Lucas Sinclair in Stranger Things season 1.

Noah Schnapp is the most chill among the group until it’s revealed he openly hates Stranger Things since he lost the part of Mike Wheeler to Finn.

So there’s a Draw This In Your Style contest going on in the art discord I’m part of and I thought it’ll be fun to join and see what I can do!

Here is my first imagine for Harry and it is FILTHY. I’m sorry, but also I’m not. 

2.7k words. WARNINGS: SMUT. anal play, use of a toy, daddy kink, rough sex, tying up, etc. Enjoy! 

Harry had been gone all day. He left early in the morning before you got up to go to the studio, leaving you with a kiss on your forehead on his way out the door. 

Now, he was at a dinner meeting with his team, discussing the new tour dates, etc. It was getting late and you missed him. A lot. 

To start out, remember how tsukasa (The one we now know to be the real tsukasa yugi.) asked kou if they could hold hands?

Its a very cute little moment that helps portray how innocent and open he is! And in chapter 78 we see him and Amane holding hands.

Now, bare with me here. Because this is where it gets interesting. So I was looking back at some old official art I had saved on my phone. And I realized something that I never really paid attention to before.

Now keep in mind that, all this art is with a DIFFERENT tsukasa from the one I was just talking about!

Notice anything strange here now? No? well let me zoom in a bit for you.

Notice how Amane is always the one who is seeking out the hand holding here. And notice how in NONE of these pictures this Other Tsukasa never reciprocates the hand holding. Now im sure youre probably wondering,

"But blue, maybe the other tsukasa was like that too and hes just incredibly touch starved and is seeking out comfort with kou." WELL WOULD YOU LOOKY HERE!

TSUKASA IS RECIPROCATING THE HAND HOLDING!

Tldr; The real Tsukasa is a very loving and compassionate person who seeks out connection. The OTHER tsukasa, as I'm sure we already know, and are aware of, IS NOT.

Lucifer

It’s not unusual for Lucifer to stay out late to have meetings with Diavolo

However this time Lucifer was actually at home. He was just in his office handling documents for the student council

You knew better than to disturb him in his study without being invited. So instead you decided to wait in his bedroom for him

Lucifer’s bed is so large and comfy that you couldn’t help but curl up under the silk sheets as the hours went by

By the time the ever so hardworking demon chooses to get some rest you’re fast asleep

Lucifer’s a little surprised to find that you’ve tried waiting for him but it fuels his pride nonetheless that you’ve ever so loyally stayed here just for him

“You really are mine, aren’t you? What a good little human”

You hadn’t meant to drift off so you didn’t tuck yourself in properly. Not to worry, Lucifer takes care of that for you before crawling in next to you and kissing your forehead. It’s a rare gentle moment. If only you had been awake

Mammon

Mammon had gone out for one of his photo shoots. He wasn’t supposed to be out so late but the magazine decided to take a few extra pictures and he couldn’t turn down the extra money

At the same time it always made Mammon anxious being away from you for so long, so he was happy that he was finally getting home

He knew you were probably asleep by now but greedily wanted to see you at least once that day he stopped by your bedroom

To his surprise you were nowhere to be seen. He starts to panic thinking one of his brothers might have lured you to their bedrooms instead

But when he stops by his room Mammon finds you in their gently snoozing away. Y-you were here the whole time? Waiting for him?!

You’re asleep and still Mammon can’t stop himself from getting all flustered finding you this way

Damn it... you’re just so cute. Mammon can’t stop himself from taking a photo who he swears no one else will ever lay eyes on. Only he gets to see you this way

Laying down next to you Mammon can’t resist the urge to pull you close. Gosh he’s so soft when he thinks you’re asleep

Asmodeus

That night Asmo had gone out to one of the local clubs. You would have gone with him but you had some studying you had to do

At the same time you were worried about Asmo getting home safe do you studied in his bedroom so you could simultaneously wait for him

You continuously texted Asmo while he was out and only stopped when you in inevitably fell asleep. That was fine because Asmo was eventually to drunk to answer your messages anyway

He was tipsy when he returned home but managed to make his way to his bedroom anyway. That’s where Asmo finds you

How adorable! You stayed here waiting for him. How can Asmo possibly stop himself from smiling?

Taking a moment to admire your sleeping face, Asmo can’t help but think that he’s finally found someone even more pleasant to look at than himself

Asmo doesn’t want to disrupt whatever dream you’re having (it could be about him after all!) so he’s careful as he snuggles up next to you but don’t expect him to contain his urge to steal a little kiss from you :)

Belphegor

Belphie staying out late was actually a punishment. Trust me, he’s much rather be at home sleeping himself

Unfortunately Lucifer caught him taking a nap during a student council meeting and to teach him a lesson Lucifer made him stay at the school to work on a bunch of paperwork

You felt bad so you stayed with Beel as you both waited for Belphie to come back

Eventually chatting with Beel isn’t enough to distract you from your exhaustion and you slip away into unconsciousness in Belphie’s empty bed

By the time Belphie comes back to the house Beel is still up snacking as you sleep the night away

Smiling at his twin, Beel let’s Belphie know that you wanted to stay up until he returned but you were a human after all. You couldn’t help it

Beel offers to carry you back to your room but Belphie assures him it’s fine. He doesn’t want to bother you when you look so peaceful

After gently brushing your hair out of your face, Belphie climbs under the covers with you

What started out as a punishment from Lucifer turned into something much better. Now Belphie has an excuse to hold you as you both sleep. Maybe he should nap during meetings more often

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Requested by anon. This turned out to be much more angsty than I expected. But it’s okay. I’m feeling angsty today. Let’s Get It?!

Summary: You were dead. Or at least that’s what Kim Taehyung thought. But love never dies. A myth, yes. And maybe that’s why when he finds out that you are alive, he may have already lost you.

Pairing: Mafia!Taehyung×Reader

“Sir, we might have a lead.”

Taehyung had become numb and heartless. He didn’t care about anyone as much as he did before. Hell, he didn’t even want to take care of himself because, in all honesty, he just wanted to die. He had lost you four months ago to some stupid rival gang who thought they could take you away and get away with it.

Well, they weren’t wrong.

They did take away Kim Taehyung’s most precious treasure.

And they got away with it.

Four months of rigorous searching and no outcome.

They say hard work pays off?

Bullshit.

When you were nowhere to be found and the entire city was a mess because of Taehyung’s wrath, he understood. He understood that you were never going to come back again.

And the gang that killed you?

They hid like the cowards they were. They were aware of what they had done and they also knew what was coming for them. No one could save them from Kim Taehyung.

All the gangs in the city contributed to searching for your kidnappers. Mainly because they wanted to be on Taehyung’s good side but also because they knew how he felt. Love was a blessing for people like them. How dare someone take it away?

“Call all our allies from around the city and tell them to tear that warehouse apart. I want those murderers alive. Now.”

Taehyung ordered, his cold voice making the messenger shiver as he scurried away to get the work done.

It was time.

Taehyung stood up from his chair and headed to his bedroom. He grabbed his gun from the bedside table and reloaded it, his eyes falling on the photograph that he kept under his pillow. With a shaky breath, he pulled it out, tracing his fingers across it.

The photo was taken on his birthday last year when you had attempted to surprise him by baking a cake. Taehyung recalled how he had come home to a messy kitchen where you sat in the middle of it all. He remembered laughing when you stood up and ran behind him, yelling in victory as you caught hold of his shirt and rubbed flour all over his face.

Taehyung chuckled to himself, the memory making his heart swell. He didn’t notice the tear that escaped his eye until it landed on the photo. A frown made its way to his forehead, nothing unusual though. Taehyung had barely smiled since you left.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t keep you safe…” Taehyung whispered, his voice breaking as more tears filled his eyes. He furiously rubbed his eyes, trying to get rid of the tears but they wouldn’t go. They kept coming, reminding him of all the pain he had endured in your absence.

“Just come back home.” Taehyung managed to say before breaking down. He quietly sobbed while holding the photograph against his chest. Even though he knew that his words made no sense any more, he just wanted to say them. Maybe you’d hear him.

Maybe by some miracle, you’d come back home.

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Taehyung gripped the gun in his hand, getting out of his car and glaring at the warehouse that stood out like a sore thumb in the middle of nowhere. Taehyung had finally found them and now, there was nothing stopping him from ending all their lives. All the members of his gang stood behind him, bowing at the six men who had just arrived.

Taehyung acknowledged them all with a nod of his head, too distracted to say anything. Jungkook placed a hand on Taehyung’s shoulder, giving it a tight squeeze.

“They won’t get away this time.” He stated, exchanging glances with all the others who nodded in return.

“Let’s go….I can’t wait to get my hands bloody.” Taehyung mumbled before moving towards the warehouse. All the gangsters who had gathered there were determined to get this over with. They wanted peace from all the problems they had to face due to Taehyung and his rescue operation. Finally, it was gonna end.

Within minutes, the warehouse was torn apart, every living person inside was brought outside with their hands and legs tied along with a gag in their mouth. Taehyung sighed in relief, pacing in front of all the kneeling bastards. He was so tempted to just blow their brains out but no. Too easy. He planned on pulling their nails one by one and then-

“Taehyung! You need to see this!” Taehyung’s head turned on hearing Hoseok’s voice from inside the warehouse. He sounded desperate and…scared?

Without a thought, Taehyung rushed inside, completely oblivious to what he was gonna witness. He jogged down the stairs and into the basement, crunching his nose at the foul smell that filled the room. He frowned on seeing all the members standing around something.

“What is it?” Taehyung asked, letting them know about his presence. Yoongi turned around and looked at Taehyung with happy yet sad eyes which made him more confused. They all moved to the side and let him see for himself. And what he saw next, made his heart stop.

A girl lay on a dirty mattress with her hair sprawled across it, a number of bruises and cuts littering her face. A white ragged dress hung loosely on her thin body, making visible the outline of her ribs. Taehyung’s eyes moved across her body, his heart pounding louder with each bruise that he saw. He slowly kneeled down beside her and brushed some of her hair away from her face before letting out a strangled whimper.

It was you.

A number of emotions flooded through Taehyung’s mind. He felt as if all air had been knocked out of his lungs.

“She’s alive, Tae.” Jimin stated, patting Taehyung’s back. And those were the only words that he needed. Wasting no time, he lifted your body and hugged you tightly, crying and laughing at the same time. To anyone else, he would have looked like a maniac. But he wasn’t.

He was just in love.

“Y/N, baby, open your eyes. I’m here. I’ll take you back home. Just open your eyes for me, love.” Taehyung pleaded, caressing your cheeks.

He stilled on seeing your eyelids flutter, soft moans leaving your mouth. Slowly, you managed to open your eyes, frowning a little on seeing the man who was looking at you. Your eyes widened before you pushed and scurried away, scraping your knees against the harsh floor. You pushed yourself against the wall at the corner of the room, whimpering and rubbing your arms.

“Please go away. Don’t hurt me!” You begged, hiding your face away from all the men who stood a few metres away from you.

Taehyung clenched his jaw and stood up, anger coursing through his veins all of a sudden. They must have hurt you really bad to leave you so traumatized. Cautiously, he moved closer to you, looking at you with apologetic eyes.

“Love, it’s me, Taehyung. I’m not here to hurt you. See, it’s your Taehyung.” He said gently, giving you a soft smile as you finally looked at him. A look of recognition flashed in your eyes as you halted all your actions.

“Taehyung…” You whispered, taking in his face. Taehyung cupped your cheeks and kneeled in front of you, nodding at you. You hesitantly placed your hands on his, gazing at him with an unsure look.

With a gasp, you pushed his hands away, trying to move further away from him.

“No! I don’t know you! Just leave me alone!” You shouted at him. Taehyung’s breath hitched, completely being caught off guard.

You didn’t know him?

Tears of frustration made their way down his cheeks, his eyes staring blankly at you. The girl he was looking at wasn’t you. It was a stranger in your body. Someone who didn’t know him.

“What did they do to you?”

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