tug of war

it DOES bother me when people slap me with an aphobe label because i honestly believe acearo people have a right to a community and LGBTQ acearo people have a right to speak on their unique experience etc etc….like I’m so so so welcoming of so many people to speak on their experiences and form community! but because it’s boiled down to such high-emotional-stakes political tug of war, I can get labeled ze enemé because I’ve discussed my old experience as IDing as ace, or because of….fuckin…..,,jughead jokes 😶. it does bother me. it makes me sad. why are we cannibalizing each other when there’s so much common ground

dj-the-autobot  asked:

Hoi Can you do the high school au for perceptor, brainstorm, whirl, wheeljack, rung, ... uh.. who else am I missing.. bleh can't think xD (and if you can/want, the rescue bots?) Thankies~ (I read some of ur aid but haven't had time to reblog them I wanna have a day where I can reblog stuff I sent myself in a text so sorry I haven't been active reblogging ur stuff)


A new student

Recently moved schools

and away from his one true crush Quark

Spends his first science class talking to Percetor and getting them both in trouble

Sits on his seat like a weirdo and gets in trouble

Sometimes just sits on his desk instead

Doesn’t use a backpack, just a briefcase

Has used said briefcase to whack people

Has gotten into to tug of wars with teachers who are trying to confiscate his briefcase

Just won’t let fucking go

Runs through the halls like Naruto to get to class when he’s late

Photobombs Chromedome’s and Rewind’s cute snapchat selfies

His locker is a disaster

He keepers forgetting which one is his

Then breaking into other peoples lockers because he thinks it’s his

His phone screen is a cracked mess

Goes through so many phones because he loses them to his experiments



Crazy woodworks teacher

Always like twenty minutes late to her classes

Has lost a couple fingers

Which is very concerning to her students

“I have some very important teacher work to do, so shut up”

*watches fail videos on youtube*

Gives no fucks and swears in her classes

Also gives the finger to her students

If a kid screams at her she will scream right back but louder

Probably isn’t the best teacher

Probably grades based on who she likes best, not who actually does a good job

Dyes her hair turquoise 

Her students love it

“Don’t call me Miss, just call me Whirl. Actually no, call me Principal Prime.”

Throws chalk at her students, and at teachers

Craziest teacher ever

Her classes are just fucking wild


Coolest Physics and chemistry teacher ever

Wears light up shoes

FLuffy mad scientist hair that sticks up everywhere

Plays Back to the Future sometimes in class

Lets kids go on their phones during class

Makes science fun

Friendless teacher ever

Starts fires in class 

and lots of explosions

You hear an explosion during class from the other side of school you know it’s him

Permanently singed eyebrows

Encourages his students to experiment, which usually leads to disasters

Has also set himself on fire in class more than once

Makes science puns

Drinks a lot of coffee and energy drinks

“What will happen if I drink these together”

“Sir no”


Hand writing is so messy

Has probably invented flubber in class


School Guidance Counselor

Tiny, tiny, tiny

Pretty much every student who comes to talk to him is way bigger than he his

even the freshmen

Is actually a good guidance counselor

really does care

Usually, tries to talk to the jittery troublemakers cause he thinks they have home problems

Only managed to get Sideswipe in his office once, but he climbed out the window when he turned around

Drift and Rodimus are his other frequent visitors

He offers all his visiting students candies

And his office as a place to rest if they get called out of class because they’re angry, or having a sensory overload or an anxiety attack or something

Has lots of posters to make the ugly ass school office he’s in homier

Also has lots of stress balls and fidget toys to give to students he thinks needs them

Remembers all his students and says hello if he sees them outside his office

Has a pamphlet for literally every problem

Keeps his model ships on display because some of his students like to look at them while they talk

Poor lonely dude eats his lunch alone in his office


Probably the smartest kid in school

Will most definitely graduate top of like every class

Except for PE

He can’t run for shit

Gets pelted with dodgeballs

Great at throwing them back though

Nerdy little small rimmed glasses

Wears a lot of red sweaters to school

even in summer

how the fuck does he do it

Smarter than all the teachers too

Constantly correcting them

Very skinny and lanky

Spends his lunches reading, studying or doing homework

Probably actually really strong because of all the big ass text books he’s always lugging around

Locker is so neat

Even if it’s mostly just books

Brainstorm has a bad habit of following him around when he isn’t busy angsting over the fact he had to move schools and be away from his crush

But at least there’s another nerd science student he can obsess over

Always trying to be his lab partner

His backpack isn’t even a backpack it’s a satchel thing

Brainstorm teases him over it

Even though his backpack is a fucking briefcase

Hot, articulate accented voice


Here you are! 

introverted-thespian  asked:

Round 2 for cookie anon(that's really cute btw. Bless your soul). So(kind of??) Adding into what fit anon said, Lance was working as an elf. Either he stole (thievery) the costume or he got the actual job to get money for the toy. 2 is more likely for Lance's character, in my opinion(since he's not a thief). Anyways, he gets the money for the toy, finally, and goes to get it. But, lo and behold, someone else has already gotten the toy. Santa.*cue dramatic and ominous music* 1/2

Cookie anon 2/3 So, Santa has the you for Lance’s niece. He goes to Santa and tried to ask him nicely if he can have the toy for his niece who really wanted it, offering to pay even more than the original price for the toy. Santa says no way and it escalates into Tug of War. Wherein, Santa loses his beard. Cue humiliation. And then they get to talking(in the security office or smth bc they probably traumatized a few kiddos. Santa says that he was getting the toy for someone he knew. Jk 2/3

So now they both realize that they were trying to get the you for someone they both cared about or something. Am I even close? 3/3

Well, cookie anon, you are not so anon annymore but you still a cookie!!! <3 




God, this all working as a team with you anons is adorable, I can’t deal with you guys!!!! 



Wolf pup and Border Collie play date

Nikai the 9-week-old gray wolf pup and Faye the 13-week-old border collie pup had a playdate (filmed June 16, 2014)

The two cute canids met up so that Nikai could benefit from socializing with another puppy. Faye is a perfect date for him - patient, intelligent and boundlessly energetic - she likes to control the toys, but she constantly engages Nikai and is completely comfortable roughhousing with him.

Nikai is the newest adorable addition to the Wolf Conservation Center’s Ambassador Pack. Today, as an Ambassador wolf, Nikai helps WCC wolves Atka, Zephyr, and Alawa open the door to understanding the importance and plight of their wild kin. No longer a pup, Nikai has become a powerful presence in the fight to preserve wolves’ rightful place in the environment.

anonymous asked:

HELLLOOO MY FAVORITE WRITERRRR ''Tis my bday and honestly would love nothing more than a Drabble from one of your fics but I can't even pick one of them because they're all so gooooood. Maybe TWG or TOW or 210 days or never be or perfect storm omg so many good ones I can't choose but would appreciate anything you'd share!!! 💕💕💕

Hi babe! Happy birthday! I wrote this as quickly as I could so I hope it’s still your birthday where you are! I decided to add to Tug-of-War; is that okay?! xxxx

Harry takes the long way home back from Louis’, the Jeep windows down, muggy air doing nothing to help his already frizzy curls. Every time he thinks about the way Louis leaned into his grip at the concert, his body warm and hands trembling when their fingers linked together, he feels short of breath, has to take another left turn when he should be taking a right. He’s spent ages thinking about what what it would be like to have Louis in his arms, often times tossing and turning in his bed, unable to sleep with how badly he wanted it, just a taste, just to have a little more than he was allowed. But thinking about it and wishing for it didn’t come anywhere close to the real thing, Louis sweaty and swaying to the music, his lips wet, eyes focused whenever he twisted up to look at Harry. And then, with his back pressed up against his front door, Louis stared at him like he wanted to be kissed, kissed by Harry, looking so Goddamn beautiful, and Jesus fucking Christ, Harry deserves a medal for being able to pull himself away from that, for not rushing the thing that occupies his mind more often than he’d ever care to admit. The idea of going home to an empty house when he feels this on edge is laughable, and he doesn’t end up pulling into his driveway until it’s well past three in the morning, nearly two hours after he dropped Louis off.

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Title: Tug-of-War
Author: cherrystreet
Pairing: Harry/Louis
Where: ao3
Word Count: 63k
Rating: Explicit
Status: Complete
Summary: Louis’ husband dies suddenly and he is left with nothing. Well, not really nothing. He has Harry. And a St. Bernard puppy named Link, whom his late husband left behind for him. Louis takes care of Link and Harry takes care of Louis. Everything is okay until suddenly, it isn’t.

anonymous asked:

hiiiiii first of all I love you💙💙 and second can u do a Drabble on what made Harry realize for the very first time that he developed romantic feelings for Louis when they were younger? like which moment tipped him off? maybe he felt something when he saw Louis with Chris together?

Meeting Louis Tomlinson is simultaneously the best and worst thing that’s ever happened to Harry.

Louis is loud, he’s brash, he’s obnoxious, he never shuts up, he makes Harry’s life a living hell - in more ways than one. From the very start, Louis makes it his mission to tease Harry mercilessly, embarrass him at any cost, and Harry curses the day Chris just had to bring him home, Harry politely holding out his hand with “nice to meet you” on the tip of his tongue, Louis snorting and punching him in the stomach, instead.

But it’s so easy to overlook all of that; in fact, if anything, Harry is endeared by it. He likes that Louis is never too careful with him, that he calls him out on his ugly puns, his sloppy hair, his briefs that can never seem to stay inside his jeans. He’s sarcastic and sometimes he takes it too far but he’s undeniably funny and Harry is always smiling as long as Louis’ around.

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I Knew It! Peter Parker x Reader Soulmate AU

Word Count: 1,019 

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader Soulmate AU 

Featuring: Peter Parker and you :), mentions Ned Leeds

Summary: You’re convinced that your best friend is your soulmate. Your timer says otherwise. On the day your timer is supposed to go off, Spider-Man shows up at your window. 

A/N: Hey everyone! This is my first one-shot ever, so if it sucks that’s why. I wrote this a bit ago and finally got the courage to post it. Hopefully, you’ll enjoy.

Originally posted by hardyness

You always wondered if your timer worked. Everyone else’s seemed to. They always found their soulmate and was content, at least to your knowledge. 

But your experience was different. You felt like you already met your soulmate, but the timer didn’t go off when you met him. You were absolutely certain the sweet, dorky, science-loving, cute nerd that was your best friend was it. He understood you, helped you out, comforted you, and (most importantly, in your opinion) helped you out with homework. Of course, with this thinking, you obviously had a huge crush on him. I mean, come on, who doesn’t have a crush on Peter Parker?

Today was the day your timer was supposed to go off. Not wanting to face the truth that your soulmate wasn’t Peter, you stay inside your room after school. As soon as you get home, you forget about homework and go straight to pictures of him, hoping that would work.

As you keep looking at pictures, you can’t help but sigh. “Ugh, Peter! If you’re not my soulmate, then who is? They’d have to be even more perfect than you and that’s not possible!”

You look down at your wrist to see how much time was left.

0000d 00h 05m 00s

5 minutes.

You keep looking at photos, praying it’ll work.

Suddenly, a knock on your window diverts your attention. You turn around, only to see an actual person and not a bird or anything one would expect.  And not any person, but a superhero.


’Oh my gosh is my soulmate Spider-Man?’ you think. ’I don’t even know who Spider-Man is!’ You quickly open the window, and he climbs through, almost collapsing on you. Turns out, he’s heavily injured.

“H-hey. I-I need help,” he stammers.

You help him sit on your bed, mentally freaking out, manage to get out “Don’t worry, I’ve got you,” and run off to the bathroom.

Maybe if you did this fast enough, you could still look at pictures of Peter, you reason. No, there’s no way that’ll work out, the voice in the back of your head states.

Rushing back to him, you begin to ask him what’s wrong and how you can help.  He gives responses with a hoarse voice, but you can’t help thinking you know that voice. You can’t place it, but you definitely recognize it. Maybe you’d be able to place the voice to a face after he’s gone.

Deciding it would be best to actually help him out, you ask him about his mask. “Do you have any cuts on your face that need attention? Y-you don’t have to if you don’t w-want to. I understand if you want t-to keep your identity a secret.” You blush, embarrassed with how much you stammered around your favorite hero.

He thinks for a moment before saying, “Go ahead. I’d have to tell you sooner or later.”

Sooner or later? You personally know Spider-Man? No freaking way! You could hardly believe it. Shock changes to anger in an instant when you realize it meant someone’s been keeping this secret for months. But who?

Not waiting any longer, you carefully pull off his mask, trying not to disturb any possible cuts. You gasp in shock when you saw who it was.

Peter fudging Parker.

Your best friend.

“H-hey [N-name].” He gives you a sheepish smile.

“You’re Spider-Man?!” You whisper-shout. No need to notify your parents that Peter aka SPIDER-MAN was in your house. A loud voice wasn’t necessary to lecture your best friend. “Peter Benjamin Parker! You’re Spider-Man!? What on Earth?” Well, now you knew why he chose your house.

He gives a nervous laugh and says, “Ah, yeah …” You give him your best ’Explain. Now.’ look. Rubbing the back of his neck with his hand, he opens his mouth but is cut off by 2 beeps.

You look down at your wrist, realizing it went off. A wave of emotions crashes down on you. Relief. Admiration. Confusion. Slight betrayal. Anger, as well as other emotions you couldn’t place.

You couldn’t believe it. After all your wishing that Peter was your soulmate, you have a hard time not dismissing this as a dream. At the same time, anger courses through you. Peter had lied to you! He made so many excuses to cancel your hangouts these past few months and it was starting to hurt your friendship a bit. But it turns out he was fighting crime the whole time. Did he not trust you enough to tell you? If he didn’t trust you as a best friend, then how would he trust you as his soulmate?

While your head tells you to be mad at him for lying and causing problems, your heart tells you to rejoice over the fact that your wish finally came true. After a few overwhelming moments of a tug-of-war between the 2, your heart ultimately wins. All the while, Peter sits there, waiting for a response, uncomfortable.

Tackling him into a hug, you start crying tears of joy. “I knew it! That’s why it didn’t go off the first time we met! I had to find out that you were Spider-Man!”

Peter lets out an “oof,” reminding you he is still injured. You loosen your hold, and he hugs you back, getting over the shock of you not angry with him. After a while, he pulls back and put his hands on your cheeks. With his hands still covered, it tickles you a bit, but you ignore it. He then uses his thumbs to wipe your tears. The gesture makes your heart melt. “What do you mean you knew?”

“I guess we both have some explaining to do, huh?” Giving him a small smile, you pull away completely and move over to the first aid kit.

You spent the rest of the night explaining, treating Peter’s injuries, and talking about how being soulmates changed everything. In a good way, of course.

Who would’ve guessed? Your best friend, who was also your long-time crush, was not only Spider-Man but your soulmate.


“Wait, how will we tell Ned?”

Originally posted by over-et


Japanese Spitz and Shetland Sheepdog 

Thanks to @spartathesheltie for letting me draw their beautiful dog Sparta (the Sheltie) and their mum’s dog Luna (the Japanese Spitz) playing tug-o-war! The photo I based this off can be admired here. Be sure to check out the other shots in the series, these two are seriously adorable!