~'water music suite' plays in the background~

Cat mask #2! So here’s Lance, his suit is more focus on stealth, patience and planning. The suit’s multiply lens’s and ability to submerge under the water for large amounts of time make it unique.

Fun fact!: Lance often goes underwater with his suit, often just sitting and conversing with it. 

Also sometimes he’ll play background music if his staking a place, he also races Keith, a lot.

nekoastral  asked:

Can you do Mtmte megatron's human s/o tells him about Valentine's Day when he finds them making heart shaped valentines for members of the crew. He almost forgot about it and when it's the night before, he rushes to make things perfect: food, music, and even somehow gets their favorite chocolate. He feels discouraged though cause of his past crimes until s/o brings him a giant valentine that talks about how they love him and he breaks down crying and hugs s/o to face and they kiss.

I’m a slut for Megatron.

Megatron entered your shared suite after a long day of work to a ridiculous sight. You were sitting on the floor humming a tone surrounded by various cut out hearts that you were decorating. Each had some corny pick up line that was made for specifically for a certain bot. Looking at the one of the finished ones, a red and white cutout heart that read “To:Ratchet - ICU in my dreams”. He didn’t bother looking at anymore.

“What are you doing?” he asked venting out a sigh

“Valentine’s Day is tomorrow so I’m making everyone cards” You said looking up at him with a smile.

“Everyone?”

“Everyone.”

He was spectacle of that but he wouldn’t say it out loud. 

“This is the holiday where loved ones exchange gifts is not?” He asked

“Yup and Friends too” you added.

He hummed an answer and watched as you finished up another. This time for Tailgate, he didn’t bother reading it. Curious he asked if the big grey one was for him.

“That’s Whirls! Cant you tell? The big yellow dot for his optic.” You pouted while looking at the card.

“That’s an optic?” He huffed out a laugh at your expense, a muffled yes was his reply. “So where is it then? Where is my card?”

“Not here.” You declared.

“Not here? Where could it be then?” He asked and pretended to search the suite. 

“Megatron” You whined “Can you just wait till tomorrow? Yours is special. Ya know? I put a lot of work into it…” You  were wringing your hands in that nervous gesture you always did.

Frag. He thought. He had prepared nothing and now he needed something.

“Alright” He replied. “I’ll be back later”

“Where are you going?” You asked in confusion.

“Work. I forgot I had one more thing to do.” he bluffed and turned to walk out the door.

“Yeah… Alright” You mumbled under your breath as he shut the door.


Thus began the night from hell. Megatron was looking for anything that remotely could resemble the gifts shared among humans on valentines day. What do human femmes even want? He questioned. He couldn’t obtain any plants that were traditional to earth. And jewelry made for Cybertronians’ would weigh you down. Wracking his processor he tried to remember what humans did on special holidays. Food. Humans love food. He turned in the opposite direction and made his way to where you stored most of your food. He had no idea how to cook, but he figured maybe one of your books could aid him in his struggle. Finding out what to make was a hassle but when he returned to your suite later with a plan. He found you passed out and curled up next to your stack of valentines. Gently he picked you up and moved to the berth you shared so you could both recharge in peace. 


The next morning you woke up with a grin. You kissed Megatron on the cheek with a “Happy Valentine’s Day” and you were off. Skipping down the halls passing out your valentines with the up most cheer. A good portion didn’t understand what was going on, but with a short explanation from you gave them a good idea. Some got a kick out of your jokes, others not so much. You were completely oblivious to Megatron basically sweating bullets the whole day. You had agreed earlier that you would meet up back at the suite after he was done work. He would have a short amount of time make your meal and obtain the music from Swerve. 


There he stood in their shared suite. He had mass-displaced himself for this occasion and it was doing nothing to quell the sinking feeling he had. The soft piano music played in the background and on your small table sat a cube of high grade and a sandwich with a cup of water. A grilled cheese to be exact. He had no idea what humans considered fancy in consumption. But this…this didn’t look like what humans eat when they are celebrating with loved ones. Still staring down at the table, with his back to the door you came waltzing in 

“Some of the guys were comparing their cards to see who got the best one. I still think…” she trailed off. “Hey whats all this?” You asked coming closer to him and the table.

“I…I made us dinner. But I do not think this is what it should be.” he answered somberly. 

“Is that grilled cheese?” You asked with a chuckle. He nodded in response. “Yum!” You smiled up at him, and went to sit down. He followed your lead and sat opposite of you. As you enjoyed your sandwich he sipped his high grade.

 “Ya know” You started “this is really good for someone who’s never cooked before.” The meal lasted for about five more minutes. 

“Be honest with me…” he began with his helm in his hand “This meal… It is not a common food usually eaten for this holiday.”

“You can eat whatever you want” You said narrowing your eyes at him. 

“That’s not what I asked…” he vented.

“Megs…No it’s not exactly a common food one eats when they go on a romantic date. But that doesn’t matter. What matters is that you are here with me, that you made an effort. Most men from my planet don’t even try on days like this. They mindlessly pick up some flowers and chocolates at a convenience store and that’s their contribution to the holiday…. I think its time for my present now.” You finished.

You got up from the table and walked over to the berth. You were fishing around underneath it as he watched you drag out a giant red heart. You walked back over to him and unfolded it. It was completely blank.

He stared at the blank card and then looked up at your nervous expression.

“Here me out.” You started. “I’m not dissing you or anything right now. I know that’s what it looks like.” You were fumbling over your words now, and placed the heart on the table. You got down on both of your knees and grabbed his servo. “ I couldn’t think of what to write. I could have written a corny line down, or just that I love you… but it wouldn’t have been good enough. I love you, a lot actually.” You chuckled then continued “I know you doubt that sometimes because of the past. But that doesn’t change how I feel about you. I love you, for you. Your a kind mech whether you know it or not. Maybe a little hard headed sometimes but you have a beautiful soul. You doing this proves that. Thank you for today Megatron, I really do love you” You whispered. 

He was staring down at you blankly. You were about to ask him whether or not he was ok when he let out a powerful vent and hunched over, dropping his head into his servos. You immediately stood up when he let out a pained whirling noise. You knew that noise but you had never heard it come from him.

You called out to him as you tried to pry his servos from his face. 

“An old mech like me…” He said brokenly “I’ve done terrible things y/n…” He trailed off again but you got the gist of what he was saying.

“You may be a old crabby mech sometimes, but I sill love you” You joked as he reached out to grab at your waist. He buried his helm into your chest.

“Thank you, my Spark” came his muffled reply.

Smiling down at him, you placed a kiss on his helm. You whispered  “Happy Valentine’s Day Megs”.

Just Relax

Fandom: The Vampire Diaries

Pairing: Stefan Salvatore x reader

Summary/Request: Could you maybe do a oneshot with the TVD characters (preferably Enzo and/or Stefan) helping the reader with exam stress? Thanks! - Anonymous

Word Count: 1957

“Our second last exam is over 1 more to ace” Your friend exclaimed.

You laughed nervously.

“1 more to fail more like”

“You’ll do fine, don’t worry. If those tests are anything like this one it’ll be a piece of cake.”

Your stomach dropped. It wasn’t very easy for you, you were still writing until the time had finished and even then you felt like you missed out stuff.

“Well, I have to go”

“Oh, okay, bye Y/N”

You turned and walked out as fast as you could and drove home. Once you were in the comfort of the Salvatore boarding house, which became you home, you felt a little better. You went into your room and got into some more comfortable clothes. Stefan left a little note on the mirror for you which you only noticed when you saw how tired you were.

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