OH-GOD-NOT-THE-BEES

anonymous asked:

Theory: Chloe redemption would be so distinctly ~her~ that as much as she enjoys fighting akumas with LB, a girl just can't leave her hair and nails undone! So Chloe would just be so tired of her appointments being cancelled by akuma attacks. . .

… She just learns to keep quiet so she could actually make it to a manicure because, girl, fighting super villains takes a TOLL, and … Yea …

see that’s the kind of redemption arc i want. chloe becomes a hero, but she is still so completely chloe. i love that idea up there xD

  • like chloe would be a fucking brutal, bad ass superhero and put her heart and soul into the fight but god forbid she breaks a nail 
    • queen bee: *kicking an akuma’s ass* *suddenly stops and screams in horror*
    • ladybug: oh my god, are you okay?
    • queen bee: NO im not okay i just chipped my fucking manicure
  • she always asks the team if they can reschedule patrols that don’t happen during the new episodes of “the bachelor”
    • “i can’t be behind im gonna get spoiled on twitter and i’ll fucking kill someone if that happens”
  • she’ll purposefully get someone really angry and hope they get akumatized so that her test next period will be cancelled
    • marinette keeps trying to explain why she can’t be doing that but chloe doesn’t get it
    • “we learn more about hawkmoth, another civilian is saved, and i have an extra 24 hours to study for math. find me one flaw with this.”
  • she tries to sneakily drop hints to her father that queen bee and volpina should get a statue too
    • “you know. not that i care or anything. just for….symmetry. and accuracy and all that. got some preliminary sketches of the queen bee statue. again. not that i care or anything”
    • “very important to get the nose right daddy don’t mess that up.”
  • post-reveal situation, chloe’s is hands down the best at coming up with believable covers for her teammates 
    • adrien’s taking forever to recharge his kwami and get back to class and the teacher’s wondering where he is
    • chloe: “the poor darling’s been modeling so much lately that he pulled a muscle in his neck after gym classes, really awful business, he was in the nurse’s office during the entire akuma attack, he should be on his way back.”
      • chloe *texting adrien*: there’s a forged nurse’s slip in the boys bathroom, go get it. also, walk in like you have a stiff neck. don’t ask. just do it. 
  • she low-key supports chat’s idea of having a miraculous hide out for the four of them
    • “daddy knows a guy that can make it happen with no questions asked i just need to make the phone call.”
  • she flat out refuses press interviews unless she has a full face of makeup on
    • “queen bee! an interview for the – ”
    • “darlings, i really would, but it’s seven in the morning, i have no concealer on, and there’s no way im appearing on camera. go talk to ladybug.”

anonymous asked:

The pledges keep hearing about Geno's perfect girlfriend Sidney who is spending the semester abroad. No one talks about her that much around G because he gets so upset so the pledges learn not to ask questions. When they come back the next semester there's a guy just chilling in the house and they assume he's a brother (there were a few who also went abroad) until Geno runs in a lifts him off the couch kissing him all over and crying over his Sid

(in a scenario where this is Jake and the pledges’ first meeting with the elusive Sidney.)

Geno, resident mopey fraternity president, has been switching between doing his practice problems to just staring at his phone in between breaks that he keeps giving himself (too frequently, Jake thinks). Phil rolls his eyes and tries to pluck the phone away Geno’s hands, but he frowns and tilts back, giving him a warning growl, “Hey. What you doing?”

“You need to finish the problem and stop spacing out,” Phil says. “I’m not pulling another all-nighter just because you can’t get your shit together.”

Geno’s about to retort, probably in some pretty unsavory words, but his phone buzzes, the screen flashing the name “Sidney))))) <3.” He hurriedly picks up and walks off to a far, secluded corner of the library, lowering his voice to a soft, coddling tone that Jake hadn’t even known Geno was capable of: “Hi baby. You do okay? Tired?”

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Jung Hoseok as Your Boyfriend

A/N: I really enjoy doing these i might do these for EXO or GOT7 I havent decided yet anyway lets get going LMAO ALSO Edward Avlia just replied to me on yt and i just died a little from happiness 

Jung Hoseok as your boyfriend would include

-okay this boy

-he’s so fricking sweet to you its unbelievable 

-head over heels for you

-probably asked you out really cutely 

-like gave you a teddy bear and said 

-“will you be mine?”

-congradulations on getting the literal sun as your boyfriend 

-probably calls you cute things like honey bee, love, baby, and dove

-doesn’t care about PDA

-will literally hug you and hold your hand and kiss you no matter who is around

-he’d especially do it infront of the guys

-just to show you’re his

-LOVES to hold your hand 

-like hands fully laced together 

-if they arent holding your hand they’re on your waist 

-is always so happy to see you oh my gOD

-“HONEY BEE i missed you sO MUCH”

-“Hobi I saw you yesterday”

-loves to dance around the house with you

-like grabs your arms and swings them around

-somehow gets you to dance with him

-really energetic but also so soft

-loves it when you lay your head on his chest and he just holds you

-or when you lay your head on his lap

-basically just loves to snuggle

-loves to lay his head on your stomach

-loves to give you cheek kisses

-like kisses you all the time

-does the whole rapid kisses all over your face thing

-loves you to pieces

-gives the tightest and best hugs

-loves it when you play with his hair

-has probably taken a lot of pictures with you

-like selcas and stuff

-all in all the literal sun

-10/10 would date


Smutty section below

-ight dawg

-two words

-them hips

-boi has stamina so he probably goes for a while

-calls you baby, kitten, or just your name

-”does that feel good kitten?”

-”ah baby that feels so good”

-probably on the more dominant side

-switches positions a lot so he doesn’t just stick to one

-is probably really good at eating you out

-like goes really fast and fingers you fast too

-whispers his moans in your ear if you have to be quiet 

-if you dont have to be quiet he is probably really vocal

-aftercare is snuggling then you both probably going to shower together

A/N:Hope you enjoyed!

Masterlist // Request

BTS as boyfriends

Kim Seokjin// Min Yoongi // Jung Hoseok // Kim Namjoon // Park Jimin // Kim Taehyung // Jeon Jungkook

anonymous asked:

One of Sid and Geno's kids makes the listing of NHL players with the rankings. Sid tries to laugh it off but is low-key high-key offended at being classified medium dull. Geno has no cool he full on pouts for a good two weeks about being classified Big Naughty. Flower is heartbroken that he was not included but then his god child sends him a drawing of Flower as a flower with the caption "GIANT PERFECT" and he lords it over the heads of every Penguin, past present and future for decades

GIANT PERFECT IS GOOD

also:

Sidney, shaking his husband awake at 1 AM: Geno. Geno. Wake up. I’m fun, right? I’m a fun parent. I’m not dull.
Geno, half-asleep: you just medium dull.

and 

Kid: dad can you drive me to the store
Geno: i don’t know c a n big N augh t y drive who knows???
Kid: oh my god dad please

BTS as The Wicker Man (2006) Quotes

Jin: Killing me won’t bring back your god damn honey!

Yoongi: You have my permission to stay out the fucking way!

Hoseok: What is that? What is – What IS IT. What – Oh god no – not the – not the bees! Not the bees! Ahhhhhhhh! Oh god! OhgodnotthebeesohgodTHEYREINMYEYEsssSMYEYESahgodnoooo

Namjoon: Of course! Another plant!

Jimin: Oh, the plot thickens? Didn’t even know you had a plot.

Taehyung: What’s in the bag? A… shark or something?

Jungkook: PHALLIC SYMBOL, PHALLIC SYMBOL

potrix-the-queerschlaeger  asked:

The little snippets about the unsuspecting rookies finding out about Tater and Kent. ❤ Please tell me there's one rookie who just doesn't get it. Almost walks in on Kent/Tater, hears the others talk about them, has maybe even gone out to dinner with them, but is still clueless. Then he sees them kiss for the first time, and is all, "WHOA! When did this happen? Congrats, guys!" And everyone else is just, "...Are you serious?" and Kent just holds up the hand with his wedding ring, all casual.

For real though. There’s just gonna be like that one kid who overhears conversations like “Oh yeah, I was over at his place the other day. His husband made me blini–” and he goes “Oh cool, whose husband? I like blini.” 

Teammate: Kent’s husband.
Inside rookie’s mind: oh cool he has a friend named kent too
What comes out of his mouth: Neat.

He even meets them at the grocery store once, which somehow led to dinner at Kent’s place. He’s played video games with Tater. They exchanged snapchats and everything, and the rookie, after looking at Tater’s snapchat story filled with Kent, Kit, and photos of food with captions like, ‘Date night)))’ and another of Kent digging into his plate with the words ‘2 years)))im luckiest guy,’ concluded that Kent and Tater just somehow happened to be very good pals™ off the ice (because from what he can tell, Kent and Tater still do try to kill each other during Aces-Falcs games).   

So after a Falcs home game where the Aces lost, the rookie finds Kent hanging around the hallway like he’s waiting for someone, earphones plugged in and humming along quietly. He doesn’t seem as disappointed as he’d been during the game, glaring at the refs and muttering obscenities under his breath.

“Hey,” the rookies says in greeting. “You going back to the hotel or you going out with us?”

“Hm?” Kent pulls an earbud out. “Oh. I’m going home. Tater’s making dinner.”

The rookie blinks. “You…want to hang out with Tater right now?”

“Why wouldn’t I?” Kent asks, and before the rookie can explain, they hear Tater’s familiar voice booming down the hallway. 

“Kenny!” he says, grinning, as he also gives a small wave to the rookie. “Sorry take so long.”

“That’s okay. I’m starving though, so please tell me you meal prepped,” Kent says, going on his tip toes to kiss Tater like it’s something they do all the time.

“No, sorry,” Tater starts teasingly. “Only save one mac and cheese box–”

“Woah, wait,” the rookie suddenly says. “Wait, wait. You–Parser–you just–that was a kiss–”

“Dude, are you okay?” Kent narrows his eyes. “You look like you’re having a stroke.”

“Concussion?” Tater supplies. “Maybe Marty check him too hard.”

“No–no, I’m fine, I just–when did this happen?”

Kent furrows his brows, like he’s trying to understand. “What the hell are you talking about? Look, man, this guy over here–” He gestures to Tater. “–promised me dinner, and my stomach is trying to eat itself right now, so if you’re not dying–”

“I mean, the kissing! The–the you two! When did this happen?” The teammate waves his arms, feeling like a lunatic. “Obviously, good for you. Like, good job bagging Mashkov. Like, I mean James is gonna be pretty disappointed, I think he’s had a thing for Mashkov for like two months–”

“Excuse me?” Kent says.

“Haha, James is funny,” Tater says. “Is that why he make me take many selfies?”

“But it’s like no big, of course. He’ll get over it. I was just wondering when you two got together–”

“Kent!” Jeff calls from behind. “You’re still here.”

“Yeah, no, I was about to go home,” Kent says. “I’m just very confused–”

“It wasn’t a hard question!” the rookie protests.

“Okay, have fun,” Jeff says, rubbing his shoulder. “And will you please tell your husband to stop checking me into the glass. I’m old, Parser.”

“Tell him yourself, he’s standing right here.”

“Sorry,” Tater says, not sounding very sorry as he grins. “Stay out of path next time and no more checking.”

The rookie then notices a flash of gold hanging on a chain on Kent’s neck, and a matching one peeking out from under Tater’s collar. 

Oh,” he exclaims. “Holy shit. Jesus Christ. That’s your wedding ring. Ohh.”

“Are you serious right now?” Kent says. “What did you think it was?”

The rookie gapes, blinks, then lowers his voice to a whisper as he mutters to his feet, hoping that Kent wouldn’t hear, “Lord of the Rings replica.”

Kent hears him.

“Oh my God.” 

@a-crafty-lass replied: Ladybug/Queen Bee? What’s the ship name there, LadyBee?

Personal headcanon: Queen Bee is a hella bubbly fangirl when it comes to Ladybug. Like the mask makes her totally unafraid to just gush over her role model. I will defend this with my life.  

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Ahhhh~! Ladybug! Laaaaaadybug! Over here! Yoohoo!”

Ladybug almost slipped from her yoyo string when she heard Queen Bee practically squeal out at having spotted her. She was sitting on the edge of a windowsill and kicking her feet against the brick of the apartment complex as she excitedly waved both of her hands at the sight of Ladybug coming to meet them at the location where she and Chat Noir typically started their patrols. Ladybug thought it would be good practice for Queen Bee and Volpina to learn how patrols worked and what paths around the city were the best to hit. Chat Noir had agreed to let Volpina shadow him while Ladybug agreed to take out Queen Bee. 

However, Ladybug forgot until now how downright….excitable Queen Bee got where Ladybug was concerned. She wouldn’t be surprised if she was a serious Ladybug fangirl as a civilian, which definitely made the whole “let’s focus on our job” thing pretty difficult. 

Ladybug landed on the roof of the building and looked down at Queen Bee. “Alright, get on up here, we better get started.”

Queen Bee gave a sharp salute and quickly swung up until she was balancing right on the edge of the roof, clasping her hands under her chin and grinning widely. “Hey! Super excited to get started. Gah! I can’t believe you’re the one showing me the ropes. This is so crazy!”

Ladybug chuckled at the enthusiasm, unable to help herself from finding it a little endearing. “It’s no trouble. It’s important that you learn how these go down. Eventually, you might have to start doing them by yourself depending on how busy the three of us are at the time. You know, stuff like school and life gets in the way.”

Queen Bee bit her lip and nodded. “Yup. Totally. I am completely at your service. You tell me everything I need to know!” 

Ladybug raised a brow, looking decidedly impressed. Chat Noir’s flirting tended to get in the way of getting stuff done, but at least Queen Bee’s gushing seemed to fill her with the energy to jump straight into things. Ladybug couldn’t exactly find it in her heart to complain about that. She unhooked her yoyo and jutted her chin out in front of her. “Alright, perfect! Um….I guess, we’ll take it easy tonight. I’ll show the order of all the arrondissements you should typically hit. Keep your eyes peeled, alright? If you see anything shady going on, let me know. Sometimes, petty crimes come up while we’re out and you’re going to have to be ready to deal with that.”

“Oh my God!” Queen Bee said excitedly. “Do you think that’ll happen? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you take down bad guys that weren’t Hawkmoth. Holy crap, that’d be so cool – ”

“Ah,” Ladybug winced. “Let’s avoid actively hoping for something to go wrong, huh?”

Queen Bee covered her mouth with her hands. “Right, right, right. Sorry. Totally my bad.”

Ladybug snorted and let her yoyo fly. “Just try to keep up, okay?”

Surprisingly enough, Queen Bee wasn’t being particularly chatty. If anything, she was doing a pretty good job of soaking up every word that Ladybug was saying as they kept an easy pace around the city. Whenever she poked in with the occasional question, she’d make sure to mirror the answer back to Ladybug to make sure she’d gotten it right and even going so far as to ask things that Ladybug had never thought of before. To be frank, Ladybug was nervous about adding additional miraculous users to their team. It was just a fresh set of dynamics to get used to and more people to have to keep tabs on. She was even more afraid that people weren’t going to be taking this very seriously. But Queen Bee was taking it almost too seriously, almost obsessed with getting everything right. It reminded Ladybug of herself when she first started, except that the responsibility left Ladybug feeling incredibly anxious, while Queen Bee seemed like an eager new student in response. 

They kept the patrol going for half an hour before Ladybug decided to stop at the half way point of their path and stretch out her muscles at the top of a flower shop. “You doing okay?” she asked Queen Bee. “You can take a breath if you want.”

While the suits definitely gave them heightened endurance, it was still a lot of exertion to get used to if you only just got the miraculouses. Ladybug was far used to running this much and this long, but it clearly looked like Queen Bee was struggling to catch her breath. But she kept on a pleasant smile and gave Ladybug a thumbs up. “No, no! I’m good. Totally fine! We can keep going!”

“I know you want to do well,” Ladybug explained. “But…you can take a break if you want. You’re still new to this. I won’t mind.”

Queen Bee bit the insides of her cheeks and let her shoulders drop. “Ugh, I know, it’s just….I really want do well at this. I don’t want you to think I’m slacking.”

“I don’t think that at all,” Ladybug assured. “The fact that you’re this enthusiastic is a good sign. Honest. You’re doing great.”

Queen Bee collapsed onto the ground with her legs crossed and breathed out in relief. “Oh, you don’t know how much it means to hear you say that…”

Ladybug mirrored her position and sat down in front of her. “If….if you don’t mind my asking….why are you jumping into this so hard? I mean it’s not a complaint! Just…it’s very noticeable.”

“I mean,” Queen Bee began, touching the bee comb in her ponytail. “Before I got this….you were my idol. You and Chat Noir just jumped straight into everything and started helping everyone, no matter what. I’m….well, I’m not that good at doing things like that so freely. It’s….hard for me….I guess. To be that selfless, I mean. So, to get a chance to have a miraculous and to help and learn from you, well….” Queen Bee paused and laughed in disbelief. “It’s a dream come true. I just don’t want to disappoint you is all.”

Ladybug’s chest warmed at the confession, and she smiled brightly. “Don’t worry so much,” she assured. “Mistakes are going to happen. You’re not going to get everything right away. And sometimes, this can get a little scary. But if you’re committed to helping people no matter what, and committed to learning, that’s all I ask. I’m already really proud of you for being so eager to do a good job.”

Queen Bee’s face lit up and Ladybug could barely blink before her arms were wrapped around her neck in a fierce hug. “Thank you! Oh, thank you thank you, I promise, you won’t be disappointed, I’ll do my best.”

Ladybug laughed and patted Queen Bee on the back of her head. “Looking forward to it.”

Sweet Memories (Tfp Knockout x Reader)

This request comes from http://skyannaj.tumblr.com/ who requested ‘ Can I get a Knockout x Reader where the reader is an Autobot fem, but built more like Bee than Arcee, & her alt is a purple 65 mustang? She & Knockout fall in love after discovering they share a love of racing & pristine paint jobs (though she’s not as narcissistic as he is) & he leaves the Cons & begs his way into joining the Autobots because he loves her & can’t stand the idea of possibly being forced to hurt her. (extra.. Breakdown ends up joining too because Knockout’s his best friend).’ Hope this is something along the lines of what you were looking for.

It wasn’t that busy of a day at the Autobot base so you spent it waxing your frame in your berth room. It was a weekly ritual of yours, after a week of fighting Con’s and looking worst for wear it was nice to pamper yourself a little. You had just finished up your waxing session when Optimus called you to the control centre, Bee had been out on a run and it seemed that your partner had a small run in with a Con. Naturally, you were the one called to get him out of his mess, it was always you to go and rescue Bee. You were matched by Bee in most ways, from the shape of your frame to the training as a scout but while he chose a bright yellow alt mode you decided a deep purple best suited your personality.

“Expect hostiles when you arrive at Bumblebee’s location.” Optimus informed you once you arrived and the coordinates were punched in for the Ground bridge.

“Sure thing, Op.” You shouted back as you ran through the now open Ground bridge. The place you were standing was covered by a rain cloud which pelted water droplets on you, it seemed to be a large farming field of sorts. Bee stood out against the grim background, he was in alt mode being chased by a red Con who was hot on his tail. Upon seeing you, Bee changed his course so he didn’t run you over but as his wheels changed direction they kicked up a large wave of mud that washed all over you, covering you from helm to pede.

“Oh god.” The worried beeps of Bee reached your audials as he transformed out of alt mode and promptly backed away from you. He seemed to have the right idea because just as he was out of reach, you lunged at him in anger with a cry of rage.

“Bee!” You screeched his name as he continued to dodge your well-placed punches and kicks, you tired yourself out before he did which is when you actually took in the damage to your once beautiful frame. “I just waxed!” You shouted at him again. Your arguing stopped the Con in his tracks, he was a little blown away that an Autobot would stop a rescue mission because of her ruined paintjob. He transformed and shot a small beam between Bee and yourself so that now your optics were focused on him.

“He all but wrecked my paintjob as well!” Knockout shouted to the two of you making you look over him with a critical optic. The Cherry red Mech had indeed suffered some damage to his chest plate in the form of punch scrapes and burn marks but overall your damage was all over while his was concentrated, you deduced that yours was worse. It was different for a Mech to take such pride in his frame, it was a nice change to the Mechs that you worked with. Primus knows how much Wheeljack would look presentable if he let you give him a paint job.

“He sadly has no respect for things of beauty,” You informed Knockout as Bee stood defensively, you on the other hand was trying to remove as much grime as possible to at least look decent in front of the handsome Mech. “Like yourself.” You smirked as you said the last part, pretending to look over your digits before your optics flickered up to him in a teasing manner. Knockout looked at you quizzically before his intake rose in to a sly smile as he watched you nonchalantly brush some mud from one of your curved legs.

“It takes one to know one, Sweetspark,” He flirted with you, thinking that if you were going to start it then he can very well finish it. “Speaking of, how is it we’ve never met? Did the Autobots try to hide such a delectable specimen as yourself?” You let out a mixture of a chuckle and a scoff at his slick words, the Mech certainly knew how to sweet talk a Femme, that was for sure.

“I’ve been working in the background this whole time, probably because they were worried about what would happen if we did meet.” You explained, much to Bee’s annoyance who beeped irritably at you. In response, you flicked some of the mud from your servo at him. Knockout raised an optic ridge at your answer before grinning at you, a menacing yet enchanting action.

“Oh, what do they expect to happen, were we to meet?” He asked you in an innocent tone but you knew that there were probably thousands of scenarios running through his helm, like they were also running through yours. You opened your intake to reply but was cut off when Bee sent out a electric pulse towards Knockout, putting the Mech in to temporary stasis as he hit the mucky ground.

“Now that you’ve stopped making googly optics at the enemy, mind if we get back to base? I think you need an oil shower.” Bee communicated in an annoyed tone before you smiled sheepishly at him. You glanced one last time at the Con before you walked through the Ground Bridge, hoping that it wouldn’t be the last time you met.

+-+

After the fiasco, today with the Con and the muddy situation, you decided to go out and race. Like the pampering sessions, it was a nice way to relax after a strenuous day especially a day like this were you spent a good two hours making sure you were fully rid of the mud you were previously covered in.

“Well aren’t you the most beautiful 65 Mustang I ever laid optics on.” You were barely in the starting line-up for 5 seconds when Knockout’s voice sounded over your Comms and the Red Aston Martin himself pulled up next to you. “You look a lot better than you did earlier.”

“Yeah, I was in the oil shower for hours making sure I was presentable for the race,” You said as your optics scanned his frame, seeing that it now gleamed instead of being marred by scratches and burns. “You clean up nice.” You spoke appreciatively, earning a rev from Knockout’s engines.

“I don’t think we’ve been introduced yet, Sweetspark. I’m Knockout, Decepticon Medic.” He introduced himself, a small buzz of static was passed to you from his frame which jolted you slightly. You also noticed how his electro-field was changing in an attempt to interact with yours, according to Ratchet it was the Earth equivalent to pheromones released when trying to find a mate. It sent a shudder down your spinal strut to think he was already looking at you as a potential mate, while it was true Cybertronians usually knew who their Conjunx Endura was within the first few interaction, it was strange to think it was happening to you. But you would play hard to get for, it was in your nature.

“Y/N, Autobot spy.” You replied, not sending out any sort of electro-field but sending your own version of static his way.

“Oh, you are a little tease.” He purred through the Comms as the human running the race came to stand in front of the line-up of cars. You smirked to yourself at his words, watching as the human lifted up a piece of fabric. As they were about to bring the fabric down, you sent out a wave of electro-field which distracted Knockout so you and the other cars could speed off to the finish line.

“A little tease that’s going to win.” You chuckled happily as you watched Knockout finally start the race, trying his hardest to catch up to the other competitors and, more importantly, you as you lead the way in first place.

“You’re on.” He spoke in an almost threat but you could tell he was excited at the prospect of the chase. That night, you finished in first place barley an inch ahead of Knockout who had managed to catch up to you. You lead Knockout to one of your favourite site’s, a cliff overlooking the ocean, and you spoke of the Autobots and Decepticons, the war you were both stuck in and the wonders of the human planet. You hadn’t even realised you had fallen into recharge until you woke up to find a soundly recharging Knockout lying next to you.

-+-

About two months after the race, spending most nights in each other’s company without the knowledge of the factions, Knockout sent out a message to the Autobot base asking for a meeting with the Autobot ranks. You begged to go along with the others, not letting slip about you and Knockout, and after much deliberation Optimus agreed to you tagging along. Once all of the Autobots walked out of the Ground Bridge, you found yourself in a forest clearing surrounded by huge sycamore trees. In the centre of the clearing was Knockout, his arms raised to show he came in peace but that didn’t stop the Autobots from aiming their weapons at him.

“You wished to speak.” Optimus boomed out, staying diplomatic about the situation. You were being shielded by Bumblebee but you couldn’t help your spark pulsing wildly at the look of Knockout so vulnerable to the Autobots.

“I humbly request to join the Autobots.” Knockout spoke slowly and simply, making sure that he got his message well and truly across. You felt your spark drop in your chest plate at what he said, your optics growing wide at the notion he was actually willing to join the Autobots.

“You must be joking,” Wheeljack scoffed from next to you, guns out and focused on Knockout’s helm. “What a load of slag!” The Wrecker yelled out, you turned to him and shushed him non-to silently before motioning to Optimus who seemed like he wanted to speak.

“Why the change of factions?” Optimus asked Knockout once you quieted Wheeljack who was currently glaring holes into your helm. You kept your optics on Knockout, watching how his own red optics switched from Optimus to you momentarily.

“I first and foremost signed up to be a medic, my reasoning for siding with the Decepticons was because I abhorred the idea of caste’s. I fought for that ideal but now it has been blown out of proportion. Megatron now fights for power and to satisfy his hunger for causing pain and damage wherever he goes, and I don’t believe in that.” Knockout informed the autobots who seemed to actually take in to account what he was saying. Knockout had told you of how he was becoming conflicted with the Decepticon regime, you had suggested he join the Autobots in jest and he even laughed at the idea. Yet here he was, requesting to join.

“I’m afraid we can’t allow you to join, Knockout. You say you have changed but we have no proof.” Optimus spoke with authority, his answer surprised you in all honesty, you thought he would have at least gave Knockout a chance.

“Wait, what?” You asked, stepping out from behind Bumblebee so that you were now standing between the Autobots and the lone Decepticon. “How is that a reason for refusing him?” You asked Optimus who looked a bit startled that you put yourself in this situation. Bee looked like he was about to have a spark attack and tried to urge you to come back into the ranks.

“Y/N, you don’t have to do this.” Knockout told you, sending out soothing electro-waves to try and calm you down. It was risky for him to do this, no doubt the Autobots were aware of the waves which is why they turned to the both of you in questioning.

“No Knockout, there is no reason to refuse you,” You told him as you turned your helm towards him before turning back to face the giant that was Optimus Prime. “What about Drift? You allowed him to join once he swore loyalty, in fact I remember you being eager to say yes to him. So why are you hesitant now?” You asked Optimus, betrayal lacing your voice at the fact he was trying to turn away the Mech you had fallen in love with.

“Drift revoked his guns, and he showed his change. I’ve got no evidence that Knockout has changed for the better.” Optimus tried to explain his reasoning but you were having none of it.

“I have spent every night for the past two months with Knockout, there have been times when he has been called to fight you but do you know what he did? He ignored his orders in favour of staying with me. He is giving up the Decepticons because he has found a better life with me!” You raised your voice in plead, trying so hard to get Optimus to see what you saw. What you said struck a nerve amongst the Autobots who one-by-one started to lower their guns, instead opting to look at you with understanding. A few moments passed before Optimus smiled softly toward you, turning his gun back in to his servo before looking over your head to Knockout.

“I trust Y/N’s word, it seems you have changed for the better,” Optimus began before looking back to you. “I’m glad you have found happiness, old friend. Now bring you happiness back to base with you.” Optimus turned around to call for a Ground Bridge which caused a sigh of relief to escape from you, you then turned to Knockout and ran to the Mech who promptly scooped you up into his arms and held you to him. You never wanted to be separate from him again.

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“What are you doing awake?” The sleepy voice of your Conjunx Endura crept into your audials as he held you closer to him. You had been kept awake by memories of your past, mainly concerning the milestones in yours and Knockout’s relationship. A smile spread across your faceplate as you turned to face your red eyed love. Knockout’s vanity kept him from changing his optic colour to blue like yours and the rest of the autobots, he liked to keep his appearance uniform and impeccable.

“I could ask you the same question.” You replied cheekily to which the mech placed his derma to yours in a soft kiss.

“I have to go and help Ratchet in the Med lab, apparently Wheeljack has been trying to get his hands on some surgery tools.” Knockout explained, you laughed at the reason he was awake. You could imagine the Comm that he had got from the older medic. You nuzzled into his chest plate for a few seconds before three loud knocks sounded on the door to yours and Knockout’s berthroom, the door slid open to reveal Breakdown who beamed at the two of you while a certain red and purple sparkling hung from his arm.

“This one woke me up again.” Breakdown grumbled in fake annoyance at the antics of your sparkling. You sat up in the berth while Knockout remained laying and opened your arms out to the sparkling who immediately jumped to you.

“That’s because you are her beloved Uncle,” Knockout mumbled before smirking at his best friend. “Plus, I told her to.” He admitted as the little femme began giggling at the faces you were making.

“Mumma, Wheeljack promised to take me flying in the Jack Hammer today,” Your sparkling spoke excitedly before sitting down with a thought struck face. “He said he needed to repair it first though.” You laughed joyfully at your little one, she had been spoilt ever since she was a protoform and had been heavily protected by the Autobot forces.

“That’s why he’s trying to get the tools.” Knockout spoke in a tired manner, trying to slip back in to recharge however his medical assistant wouldn’t allow that.

“Come on Doc, you’ve been called.” Breakdown coaxed Knockout making the red mech groan in annoyance before he gave up and got out of bed, following Breakdown out of the room but not before giving you and your sparkling a kiss on the helm. Once they were gone, your little one turned to you with sparkling optics.

“I haven’t told anyone, Mumma,” She spoke quietly before placing a hand over your spark were not one, but two sparks were pulsing. “About my little brother or sister.” She said as she pressed her helm that looked a lot like Knockout’s against your chest plate.

“Good femme, it’s a surprise for Daddy.” In reality it wasn’t a surprise but you wanted to see the look on Knockout’s face when he realised you were once again carrying his sparkling.

anonymous asked:

While I was making lunch I thought of an au where after a charity event, captain of the pens geno takes home renowned chef sidney crosby, and wakes up to the best morning after breakfast he's ever had. geno's planning on not letting this one go, until he finds out crosby was hired to assist the nutritionists for the pens.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“Buy whip cream and lick off you.”

“That’s not in your diet plan.”

“Oh my GOD. SID.” 

FOR HOSHIDO!

Mkay,, dont mind me.. just joining the bandwagon-;;