is oddly charming

iamanemotionaltimebomb  asked:

Ambulance deserves more love. How about pining/crushing hard Ambulon?

Ambulon has never met a human before so his feelings toward you came as quite a surprise to him. In your first meeting with him you were so kind and polite, which shocked him, and at the same time, warmed his spark.

It doesn’t seem to matter to you that he was once a Decepticon or that his alt-mode is a leg and that delights him. He loves that when you look at him you don’t see his past or his uselessness when in alt-mode, you see him for who he is now, something that not a lot of others see. You may be small and squishy but he finds that oddly charming. He feels that you’re both so out of place here on the Lost Light and he appreciates how patient you are with him and First Aid.

He often catches himself thinking about you when he’s working…and while he’s taking a break…and when he’s trying to recharge, Primus he’s in too deep! He knows he should tell you, but what if you don’t feel the same way? What if you stop being so kind to him and think less of him for having these thoughts and feelings for you? He can’t stand the thought of you not wanting anything to do with him anymore. And yet, he can’t stand the thought of you being with someone else, or on your own, feeling unloved. He tries to subtly spend as much time with you as he can. Hoping that perhaps you’ll catch on to his feelings for you and make the first move if you are indeed interested. Although he had started to give up hope on that, as you don’t seem to be noticing at all.

At least not until earlier today that is. He “casually” asked if you’d like to go to Swerve’s with him on his next planned break. In his mind he was calm and smooth but his exterior told a different story, he stumbled over a few words, could barely look you in the eyes, and his cheeks were glowing pink when he asked you, not that he’ll admit that he was nervous. He’s not entirely sure how it happened but you said yes with the cute giggle he’s ever heard and the softest smile anyone has ever given him. It was enough to make his spark flutter.

He feels like he’s floating on air for the rest of the day. He impatiently counts down the hours to the time he set for you to meet him at Swerve’s. Once he is finally able to arrive there and sees you waiting in a booth for him he can’t believe his optics! You actually showed up! He takes a deep vent in and out and strides over to you, hoping that this night will be one for both of you to remember.


Based on this prompt I said I’d fill a few days ago:

boss: “know why I called you in here?”
me: “because I accidentally sent you a dick pic”
boss: “accidentally?”


(on ao3)

“You need to stop pining after people you haven’t even spoken to,” Lydia says one day, probably because Derek—er, Mr. Hale, their boss—has just stepped through the front door of the cafe where they’re having lunch, and Stiles has trailed off mid-word to watch him walk up to the counter. In Stiles’ defense, he’s never seen Mr. Hale outside of the office before, let alone Mr. Hale wearing a leather jacket over his dress shirt. God, and Stiles thought the tailored suits were bad enough…


“Uh, I have too spoken to him,” Stiles says indignantly, tearing his eyes away from Derek’s broad back across the room. “One day I was coming out of the break room and I almost walked right into him and he said, ‘Excuse me,’ so then I said, ‘Oops,’ and he smiled at me. Kind of. A little bit. I mean, I interpreted it as a smile. There was some prolonged eye contact.”

Lydia abruptly stops stirring her fat-free latte to stare at him—one of those Oh god, it’s worse than I thought kind of looks. “That’s it?”

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Too Far

Requested by: Anonymous

Summary: The boys unintentionally hurt the reader’s feelings after making some careless jokes.

Pairing(s): MET x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, a lil bit of angst but ultimately a happy ending (spoilers).

Originally posted by antisepticdark

“What would grandma find disturbing, yet oddly charming?” Mark asked the three of you, waggling his eyebrows in a comical manner.

You scanned your cards before sliding your best into the centre along with Ethan’s and Tyler’s. Kathryn was watching from the sidelines, desperate to get some extra work done, whilst Amy was in bed ill. That just left you and the troublesome trio to record the entire live stream; not that you were complaining, they were your best friends after all.

“Okay,” Mark announced, picking up the cards in front of him. “A big, black dick. Geese. Or…” He trailed off and you suppressed a smirk as you watched his face scrunch into a grin at your card. “Mark’s unquenchable thirst for Jacksepticeye’s delicious asshole.”

The boys roared with laughter and, in turn, you laughed at their reactions. Mark had one hand clutched to his chest as he tried to control his giggles, whilst Ethan was slamming his fists on the table. Even Tyler had one of those rare, toothy smiles on his face as he chuckled alongside them.

“That’s obviously the winner.” Mark managed to get out after his laughing fit, holding up the card for someone to take it.

“Thank you, although it was Mark-luverrr-number-one-xxx that wrote that card.” You declared, plucking the black card from his fingers and adding it to your growing pile of winnings.

“Your turn to pick one, Y/N.” Tyler told you, pushing the cards across to you.

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☼ seventeen fic recs ✿

let’s just get right into it lmao, this was real lengthy and my fingers hurt from all the copying and pasting. enjoy!!! 

but first of all, let me direct you to the marvelous and very lengthy masterlist of my mom, @jae-bummer!!!


i dare you  ↬  @choco-seventeen

summary:  what happens when your crush gets dared to ask you out?

college! s.coups ↬ @warmau

summary: uhh just a cute description and story for a college! s.coups.

☼  feels like home  ↬  @trbld-writer

summary:  you spend the day at a Christmas market with your best friend slash crush whose feelings you’re somehow oblivious to and he’s getting tired of it.

☼  a dangerous game (m) @choco-seventeen

summary: it’s smut so soft stans shouldn’t interact!

first for everything  ↬  @peachseong

summary: a short and sweet drabble-like thing that has ice skating wit seungcheol.

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💕 | by @pugsloveslime on ig

me, reading carry on for the first time...
  • me, slowly working my way through book one: ok, i kinda like this. this is nice. simon is oddly charming, penelope is gr8, there's a nice touch of drama with agatha, and some occasional swearing and magic makes everything more fun. ok, ok. pretty enjoyable read. where is baz tho. i know enough about him from tumblr but i need to meet this boy.
  • *baz walks in*

anonymous asked:

Can I request Markus meets an artist at that cocktail party from the beginning of the game and when Clay sees them interacting, he starts spouting off all these wonderful things about Markus in an attempt to get them together

You weren’t as well known as some of these other big-name artists around here, so it wasn’t all that surprising that none of the curators seemed all that interested in your existence. Which honestly…was fine. You were only here because one of your colleagues advised you it would be a good way to make some connections──but in all honesty, you just wanted to try some fancy wine and nibble on cheese cubes.

And so there you were, standing awkwardly to the side with a plate full of cheese cubes, popping them into your mouth in boredom as you eyed the many familiar faces that were chatting away lively. You recognized Carl Manfred’s android standing off to the side as well, keeping a watchful eye on his owner, who was busy entertaining a few of his admirers.

You’re not sure what compelled you to approach him, but you did──with a mouthful of cheese. The android turns to face you with expectant eyes, as if he thought you’d have a request for him. But you merely stood there for a moment just chewing rapidly; perhaps shoving six cubes into your mouth wasn’t the best of ideas. Your brow furrows at this realization, and you could feel a bead of sweat run down your face as those inquisitive green eyes merely blink, his brows furrowing in confusion.

“Can I help you?” he finally asks, arms clasped behind his back politelly. 

Your chewing seems to intensify exponentially as you struggle to finish the cheesy deliciousness. And finally with an audible swallow, you sigh loudly as a sheepish grin makes it’s way to your face. 

“Sorry about that──I was just gonna say hi. I’m (y/n).” The android doesn’t seem to expect this answer and looks almost surprised as his mouth opens to find a proper response.

“I──hello, my name is Markus. How are you?” He returns the smile tentatively; his voice is kind, and oddly charming. 

“Nice to meet you Markus,” you extend your free hand for him to shake, which he takes after a moment of hesitation, “This party’s kinda boring to be honest.” You both glance at the crowd in unison before looking back to each other in mild amusement. 

“Ah well…I think a human companion might be more entertaining than myself sadly.” He shakes his head, his voice lilting pleasantly──and you didn’t realize androids could sound so…warm and friendly? You already liked him 100 times more than a majority of the people here. A light chuckle escapes you and you nudge the towering man with your shoulder playfully.

“You’re the only one that’s managed to make me laugh today, so I like you already.” The android looks down almost shyly for a moment, and once he looks back up, smiles so warmly that you could feel your cheeks flush in response. Before he can responds, Carl suddenly wheels in, a wide grin on his wrinkled face as he looks between you two.

“I see you’ve made a friend,” the older man sounds awfully delighted as he shakes your hand; you’re so starstruck that you almost forget to let go. 

“Ah, well──” Markus looks at you awkwardly, hoping you aren’t offended to be called an android’s friend, but your blissful expression says otherwise.

“You know Markus is a nice young man──don’t let the whole android thing blind you.”

A snort almost escapes you as the android’s brows furrow, a look of utter bewilderment spreading across his features. “I don’t quite understand what that──” He’s cut off.

“He’s very punctual, won’t ever forget a damn thing. Trust me.”

There’s a smirk on your face as you glance at Markus, who shifts side-to-side, unsure of how to react to this situation.

“He’s a great cook too──perhaps you should come over sometime for lunch?”

Were you really having a date set up by Carl Manfred with his android? What was the world coming to?

Markus’ mouth parts in shock as he stares at you with apologetic eyes. 

You’re practically grinning from ear-to-ear in glee as you respond with an affirmative nod, “Sounds like a date.”

Carl looks absolutely ecstatic. Markus can only stand there in a daze.



Humans Are Weird

Yes, another one.

Okay, so you know how we have countless alien movie and whatnot right? Well, in most of those the aliens are the bay guys, so how would actual aliens react to seeing those? Are they offended that they are being discriminated against no matter how unknowing we were? Or are they oddly charmed that we are so obsessed with meeting aliens?

Who knows, but it’s funny to think about :D

my future wife when she comes home to find yet ANOTHER horrifyingly ugly yet oddly charming sculpture in the middle of our living room, because I love tacky art and I have a problem: babe we’ve talked about this