#IF you have heard my voice feel free to say thats what he sounds like

[eternityservedcold]

(fuck i sent this to the wrong blog please disregard that ask to shootingdio) speaking of mourner, do you have any voice claims for the characters? like if you were to pick a voice actor for each character who would you pick? (realistically speaking, if mourner was a show, most of the main cast would probably have female vas b/c they're all young kids obvs and iirc isaac in-game was voiced by matthieas bossi's daughter but i digress)

you are never gonna believe this (<-- being silly) but i have actually thought about this before!

all* of the capital-i Isaac characters would be voiced by cindy robinson, specifically, isaac would be her rendition of ken (p3), maggy would be her labrys (p4a), and the lost would be jackson from the mh webseries. i didnt pick one for the forgor but shes, probably also ken (but like with a spooky voice filter)

*not blue baby. blue baby is gob from fallout 3

cain would be voiced by laila berzins (heres her as rps kid from jojo and heres her as some genshin guy, though the voice direction would be different than either)

eve would be marie from skullgirls (without the spooky voice filter obviously)

lazarus would be double d (this video is like gross but. you can handle it im sure)

keeper (and greed and all his children) are this (henry from five feddies)

thats everyone i actually thought about for more than 5 seconds. huh most of these voice actors are women

#mourneruntosheol #i was only thinking about characters who have actually spoken in canon so far so lilith for example isnt here #in my mind azazel literally sounds like Me (from real life) but he would not fucking sound like that in a mourner cartoon #but i havent come across a voice i think he sounds like SO. for the time being. #IF you have heard my voice feel free to say thats what he sounds like #ask #anon

[intotitties]

Hi!!!! Can I request a Kit Tanthalos x shy!reader (friends to lovers) where Kit gets jealous? Like they’re on the quest just walking and camping all the time but Reader gets to know one of the mates and Kit seems jealous! Feel free to do whatever ofc I’m just giving my ideas!🫶

Kit Tanthalos x reader

warnings: its all happening after the series, jealous!Kit who can’t express her feelings, Boorman and Jade being the best emotional support (nah), fluff

a/n: i need more Kit requests please, and i hope you enjoy!! i actually had a few ideas for this but i hope it’s as good as the other ones:)

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You, Kit, Jade, Boorman and Elora were in the middle of the quest, when a group of trolls started chasing after you. Yall had to hide in the magic forest, where they couldn’t find you.

— We should rest, it’s getting dark and i definitely don’t want to get lost in there - said Boorman as he started making a campfire.

❃ Kit and you have been friends almost for a year now. You were always a curious person, and thats how you ended beyond the barrier. The desire to know what the world beyond looks like took over. You just wanted to look around but you just couldn’t leave like that, so you decided to go further. When you were wandering and looking at the views you heard whistling sounds, and you knew it wasn’t a good omen, so you ran to the nearest place where you could hide. You wanted to leave as soon as possible, when you tripped over some branch and fell into water. A groan escaped your mouth at the thought of going back home wet, when you heard someones laugh. That’s how you met her. Kit was distant at the beginning, but you two became really close friends since then.

Kit helped Boorman with the campfire while you lied down under a tree, talking to Elora.

— How does it feel to do.. magic? - you asked, your head on her thigh while she was playing with your hair.

— Hm.. strong? - she chuckled quietly.

You smiled softly, noticing Kit whispering with Boorman and Jade.

— I’ll be back in a minute — you said to Elora as you stood up, going in their direction. It seemed like they didn’t notice you, since you approached them from the back.

— I know.. but it’s scaring me - you heard Kits trembling voice.

— I think you should just talk to her, she’s the gentlest soul i’ve ever met, i’m sure she won’t hate you - Jade said as she put her hand on Kits shoulder.

— What’s up? - you said quietly, definitely scaring the shit out of them.

Boorman nudged Kit and gave her a suspicious look.

— Yeah, can we talk? - she sighed as she stood up.

You nodded and followed her further into the forest.

After a while, she looked at you, and even if you couldn’t see her face clearly in the dark, you knew something was off.

— Is.. everything okay? - you said, shifting from one leg to another.

— Yeah it’s just.. i don’t know how to say it - she said, her eyes seeking for help in Boorman and Jade, who only made hearts of their hands and laughed at eachother.

— We’re friends right? You know you can tell me everything - you grabbed her hands and looked at her poorly lightened face.

— You should stay away from Elora - she said after a longer while.

— ..What? I know you two don’t like eachother very much but-

— You don’t get it! - she shouted before you could finish your sentence. well, it clearly didn’t go the way she wanted to.

You looked at her in shock, she’s never been like that before.

— Enlighten me, because i’m not going to stay away from my friend because you told me to! - you said angrily.

— Please.. - she whispered, her head down.

— No Kit! Tell me now! What’s your problem? - you pressured her.

Instead of any response, you felt her cold lips aggressively crash into yours. Her hands on your arms, pulling you as close as possible. The silence was filled with your heavy breaths and quiet moans. She wanted this moment to last forever, to always keep you close and never let go. One of your hands traveled into her hair, while the other caressed her cheek as the kiss got softer.

— I love you.. and seeing you this close with Elora or anyone else just makes my blood boil. i want to change for you, to start expressing my feelings and talk about them, i want to be a better person for you. and i know we can’t be together but i just.. can’t help myself from falling for you more and more with every single day we spend together - she looked at your still shocked face - you don’t have to say anything, i completely understand and respect that if you don’t want to be my friend anymore.

— You’re right, i don’t - you said quietly after a while of collecting your mind, her sad face made your heart drop - Because i do.. love you too - you looked into her eyes.

She immediately trapped you into a tight hug and picked you up, making you wrap your legs around her waist. Even tho the thought of being in love with a girl scared her, it was the best day of her life.

— I love you so much - she whispered, a single tear running down her cheek.

You didn’t even know how many times you’re going to hear these words from her.

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#kit tanthalos x reader #kit tanthalos fluff #kit tanthalos #willow 2022 #save willow #willow series #hazel callahan #bottoms movie #hazel bottoms #bottoms 2023 #wlw blog #jade claymore #thraxus boorman #elora danan

[sturniolotrip-samandcolby-lover]

Colby Brock - oh baby

Summary - you have you nieces for the night with your boyfriend and decided you'd like to make a big step in your life together.

Word count- 1660

Warnings -none I don't think .not proofread

You woke up extra early this morning so that you could make sure the spare room was ready for your older nieces and so you could set up the travel cot in your room ready for your youngest niece.

You was surprised when you heard the deep morning voice of you boyfriend "need a hand with that" he suggest finishing with a chuckle as he watches you struggle with the cot that would soon have your sleeping niece in .

*Later that day*

I cleaned away the mucky faces on my nieces (Sophie 4 , Rosie 2 and Maisie 7months) .With a wet rag slowly wiping off what's left over from a chocolate pudding . "Do you two want to go and play in the living room?" I suggest to the oldest two girls .A quick reply from them both of a yes when they get up and walk towards the living room , I can already hear the mentions of ballerinas and a Princess tea party falling from their mouths .

I put their plates and spoons in the sink ready to be washed when I have a spare few minutes .I put all my attention to the babbling, chocolate covered face baby."do you want some more peach?" I ask her as if she can respond back to me .I finish the last spoonful of chocolate pudding as I move the spoon towards masie's mouth.

I look up as I heard the sudden sound of the tap running , to see Colby wiping the small plastic plates and small plastic spoons ."how can two small people make so much mess" he laughs as he picks up the sponge now strained a dark brown due to the chocolate.

"How was your hike love?" I ask him now wiping the baby's face free from chocolate as I place her on my hip .He kisses my head and replies "nice and quiet baby .How has it been with the girls ?"."been great my love although if you go in the living room there is a high chance you'll end up at a princess tea party" i say as i make a bottle up for the giggling baby thats reaching out for Colby.

"Can I have a cuddle " he asks , I hand him the bottle in one hand and Maisie in the other ."she's due a bottle babe , she takes it better in the rocking chair in the living room" I inform him as he follows me through to the living room where the older girls are playing.

I'm bombarded by my nieces "auntie y/n will you play ballerina with us please?" I walk towards the girls as Colby settles down in the rocking chair with the cooing baby .

"Okay but for half an hour and then it's bath and bed for you two" I tell them " why is Maisie allowed to stay up and We're not " Sophie asks insisting it's not fair ."because she has a different bath to you two , then she'll have cuddles and then baby Maisie will be in bed too " I tell her.

I spend what feels like forever playing ballerina , prancing around the room with my nieces following my lead and the occasional turn , hop and skip .I look up to see colby taking the odd picture or us 3 trying our best to be most delicate ballerinas we could be .

I look up to hear Colby singing humpty Dumpty to Maisie as she watches him in awe .She looks so tiny in his hands , I can't help but wonder how he would be if him and I had children of our own .

"Right girls it's time for bath and bed now" im responded with a few sad okays as I place rosie on my hip ."Sophie can you get yours and Rosie's pjs please , I'll put them on the radiator while you bathe so they're Extra toastie" I ask my oldest niece she doesn't respond instead she runs up the stairs to the spare room where I can hear her rummaging through her bag in hunt of the pjs .

"Are you okay sitting down here babe or do you want to come up with the baby?" I ask Colby ."I think we'll stay here , masie's think my singing is great she told me so herself" he says with a laugh he gestures for me to give him a quick kiss ." Call me when they're going bed and I'll come to say night " he says as im walking up the stairs still with rosie on my hip."alright love" i quickly shout back.

I lay both sets of small PJ's on the radiator as I put both girls in the bath , they're surrounded by rubber ducks , Dolly's and endless amounts of bubble . They look like little angels sitting on a cloud .I take the shampoo ready to wash Sophie's soft brown curls ."auntie y/n?" She asks ,"yes peach" i reply she smiles at the nickname she's had since birth."are you and Colby every going to have babies?" "Erm I hope so one day , why , would you like to have some cousins?" I ask confused.

"Yeah I think it would be nice , we'd have more people to play with when we come here" she replies so innocently "how are babies made?" She asks after a second of silence before I can give her a answer in which I was going to go down the stork route.Im cut up by a laugh , i look to the door to see colby and Maisie in the door way ." Just ask your mummy she'll tell you how babies are made " I tell Sophie .

"Are you two ready for bed now gremlins" I say as I pick Rosie up from the bath rapped in a towel and go to do the same with Sophie ."Colby can you come on and the close the door babe please , Rosie's new favourite thing is to run out of doors when she sees stairs"i inform him as he walks further in and closes the door still with maisie on his hip.

I get the girls dressed , moisturised and hair brushed into little plaits ."okay teeth time" I say cheerfully handing Sophie her brush already with toothpaste on .I do the same with Rosie's toothbrush as she sits on my lap .

"Bed time" i sing as Colby opens the door for the girls to walk to the spare bedroom , I give Rosie a kiss on the head as Colby gives Sophie a kiss on the head l.We then cross each other as I walk towards Sophie's bed to give her a kiss and for Colby to do the same for Rosie ."night girls , sleep well love you i say as i turn on the night light and close the door.

Colby hands Maisie to me as we head downstairs ready for some quality time with the little one .when i reach the living room i see that colby has already cleaned away the older girls toys and placed a mat and baby toys ready for Maisie.

I lay her down surrounded by her toys as I lie beside her on my stomach."do you want a drink love?" Colby asks me kissing my cheek ."please " I say looking into his blue eyes he walks off and returns holding some tea for me and coffee for him .He places the mugs up high as he lays down on the other side of Maisie with one of our fingers each in her hands.we spend the next half hour babbling and playing with the sweet baby until I notice her yawns are more frequent." I think someone is ready for her bath and bed now" Colby whispered nodding his head towards the baby ," I'll go start putting her in the bath , are you okay to put her stuff away please" I say to Colby in which he responds with already clearing some toys away .

I make my way upstairs to the bath already filling her baby bath up with baby soap and warm water .I wash her little body with a soft pink rag and wash what little bit of black hair she has .As I pull her out of the bath wrapped in a little pink towel I hear Colby walking up the stairs to see him with a freshly made bottle in one hand and a pink baby grow in the other .

I lather the moisturiser on Maisie's soft skin and put a nappy and baby grown on her . I brush her tiny tuff of hair and pick her up walking behind Colby towards the bedroom where her cot is next to my side of the bed .I lay her in her cott , kissing her head as colby hands me the bottle full of milk and I place it in Maisie's mouth .She instantly starts sucking .We both look at her in awe and she starts to fall asleep ."Colby" "y/n" we both say each others name at the same time ." Can we try for a baby " I whisper to Colby he says no response but kisses my lips ,"get down stairs " he says seductively "why " I respond knowing the answer already."well we don't want to wake the kids do we " he says with a smirk leading me out of the room .

Don't know how I feel about this one guys but I hope you like it , please comment follow and like .

Xoxo hj

#colby brock #samandcolby #colby brock x reader #fanfiction #chris sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #nick sturniolo #the sturniolos #mattsturniolo #sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo imagine #sturniolo

[mangowafflesss]

hi!! absolutely love ur writing, i was wondering if maybe u could write something with an afab! with simon/ghost, where the reader is depressed or deals with suicidal ideations and ghost saves them? if thats too dark of a topic, that is totally fine!! i just have gone through things like this irl and it would be comforting to read someone be there for them.

Russian Roulette

CONTENT WARNINGS: Attempted Suicide with a gun, Talks of depression, Alcohol.

I’m serious if anything about this bothers you in any way please DO NOT read it. I’m trying to look out for you and if anyone is feeling this way please seek help or talk to someone.

My messages are always open to chat if you don’t have anyone to talk to. I love you all dearly <3

When you had bought the revolver you were thinking clear as day, it was to help you defend yourself of course.

But oh how that changed.

You’d fallen into a pit, not a physical one but a mental pit. It was dark and you couldn’t find a way out, maybe if you waited until morning- no you needed to get out now.

The bottle in your hand was nearly empty just like the chamber of the gun you were holding. It felt heavy in your hand but it was going to be even heavier six feet under ground, with dirt piled upon your coffin.

You needed to do this, it was how you are going to be free from this world. You’re dumb and stupid, you don’t fit in here, you never did. You’re taking up too much space in this world for someone who probably deserves it more.

You’re just useless.

It’s what you’ve been repeating for months on end. You’ve been watching the people you’re close with start to drift, it’s always happened to you since a young age.

‘Ewww who wants to play with the ugly girl’

‘Why would you be friends with her she’s so stupid’

Why would anyone need you? When they have so many other options. But hey that’s what you are, a last option. A last resort of getting their life back together while yours is falling into the deepest pits of despair you’re trying so hard to crawl out of.

But you can’t, it’s how life was supposed to go. You’re used to being dumped onto the streets like a lost puppy whose owners don’t want anymore.

You take another swig of your bottle of choice and press the gun to your head.

*ping*

You side glanced at your phone and scoffed as you read yet another message from Simon. He doesn’t care, just do it.

Pressing the gun to your temple you press the trigger but nothing comes out other and a small click.

They always say that men only receive flowers when they’re dead, but you’ve never received them when you were alive. Other than the random man outside of the grocery store handing them out to people for free on Valentine’s Day last year. You hope he has a good life ahead of him. You shouldn’t be excited but you are deep down wondering what kind of flowers people will lay around your grave - if anyone actually shows up that is.

*Click*

You sigh as you realise you’re still alive but then your heartbeat picks up as you hear a bang come from your door. “Y/N open the door!” Simon's voice on the other side makes your skin crawl, he isn’t supposed to be here.

You ignore him and go back to what you were doing. Maybe it’ll be all over soon.

*Click*

“C’mon love, open the door for me” he sounded desperate and also out of breath. You were crying as you heard him but you soldiered on, it can’t be long now.

*Click*

Simon starts to panic as he doesn’t hear you answer, his heart is in his throat and he ran all the way here after he got your text. You probably didn’t think he would see it so late at night but you must’ve forgotten he’s an insomniac.

He raises his leg into the air and kicks in your door, it flies open and he sees you there sitting on the floor with a bottle in one hand and a gun in the other. You were dressed in your uniform for work, you clearly didn’t go due to the fact it isn’t dirty like it always is.

You looked so different…

The bags under your eyes were darker than ever and your hair looked a mess, so did your skin. Your face was wet with tears and Simons heart stopped. He took a step towards you but you waved the gun at him to not make him come closer but he didn’t care, he would rather be hurt than to see you like this.

“Hey, hey… why don’t you pass me the gun” he said in a low whisper but you just shook your head vigorously and dropped the bottle on the ground, the glass shards flew everywhere but you didn't care.

“No Simon. You're not supposed to be here!” you sob out and he takes slowly paced steps towards where you sat on the floor. You pointed the gun at your head again and Simon could see the pain in your eyes.

“Y/N, please don’t do this” he was on the verge of tears himself and you uncontrollably sobbed as the gun shook in your hand. “I have to Simon, the thoughts- they won’t stop”

“What’re they saying?” He asked which took you by surprise.

“The truth! I’m nothing Simon! Nothing but a waste of space in this world, look at me I’m not someone people want to look at”

“That’s not true. You want to know what I think?” You don’t say anything but you decide to hear him out anyway, it’s not like it’s going to matter anyway.

“You’re loved-” you scoffed at this but he continued anyway “- Price, Soap, Gaz they all love you; your presence lights up the entire room but obviously I can’t speak for them, but from me? You’re amazing, funny and a hella good cook. I know what you’re going through right now, trust me I’ve been there and if you let me I can help you”

“How are you going to help me?”

“I’ll be there for you, always until those stupid voices in your head go away, every step you take I’ll be there alongside you” you didn’t even notice he was kneeling in front of you and he had somehow coaxed the gun out of your hand.

“What if it’s just a waste of time”

“There’s no such thing” he pulls you into his lap and wraps you up in a hug you collapse into. Your sobs and wails echo around the apartments walls as you let all of your frustrations out into Simons chest.

He feels you shake and holds you tighter in hopes you would never disappear from him. He lets out a few tears out of his eyes as he buries his face into your hair, rocking you back and forth in hopes of calming you down.

“I’m here, I’ll never let you go”

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #call of duty

[v-ternus]

*that* SwissDew video

So ughhhhhhhh, yall saw that right?!?!? Anyways. It made me start thinking. And then my brain did some thinking with @iamthecomet And our combined thinking has now left me with 1.5k words of nasty.

explicit | princess dew | daddy swiss | handjob | forcedfem |dressing room quickie | breeding | idk what else |

Under the cut for your reading pleasure :)

The stage lights barely have a chance to dim before Swiss is herding Dew backstage, hand on his back, planted firmly.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Dew snarls as he’s accidentally shoved into the shoulder of an unsuspecting techie. Swiss swings his head back to mumble a half-assed apology, only to keep moving forward. He doesnt dignify the question with a response beyond plastering a shit-eating grin across his face.

The rest of the walk back to the dressing room goes by quickly and Dew is practically thrown in right as he turns the doorknob. He tries to find his balance but his boots catch on a part of the scrunched up carpet and it sends him to the floor. He falls hard, dropping all of his weight onto his knees. He’s sure they’ll be black and blue by the end of the night.

Swiss closes the door behind them and postures himself right in front of Dew. 

“Infront of everyone?” Dew grits through his question, jaw clenched at the disaster that Swiss could’ve caused.

Swiss brings a hand up to cradle Dew’s face and coos as he thumbs across his heated cheeks. “Dont pretend like you didnt like it bug.” Dew has no rebuttal. Because of course he liked it—

He liked the way Swiss’ hand splayed over his hip and waist in an attempt to hold him steady while his other hand gripped his cock. He liked when Swiss dug his fangs into his tense flesh.

He especially liked the way the fans cheered as he was gropped in front of them all.

He’s been hard since then, struggling to play his parts with each second that passed by. He almost missed his cues because he couldnt walk without his guitar rubbing against him.

Dew is pulled out of his head when Swiss drops himself down to his knees, loosely interlacing his legs with Dew’s. His free hands falls to the front of Dew’s uniform and palms at his crotch. Dew looks down and the sight makes him whine. Swiss’ hand covers up so much of his lap. Its as if they both thought the same, cause Dew swears he heard Swiss laugh. 

“Stop teasing bitch,” he tries to sound unamused, aggressive even. But he fails. His voice wavers as Swiss squeezes his throbbing cock particularly harder. 

“But its fun to watch you like this,” Swiss says as he kneads at Dew. They both know he could be meaner, mean enough to leave Dew achingly hard and alone, but thats not what Swiss wants right now.

He palms at Dew for a mere moment longer before he finally starts unlacing his pants. He works the garments down just enough for Dew’s cock to spring up towards his vest, the ruddy tip spreading his slick across the delicate velvet.

Swiss drags a finger along the short length, tracing along the vein that runs on the underside, stopping at the spot right under the head. He makes Dew hiss when he presses against down and watches as a bead of pre wells up at the tip.

“You’re an asshole.” Swiss chuckles again, loving the way Dew squirms and protests under his touch. “I know.”

He gives Dew no time to adjust— he just sends things from zero to a hundred. The teasing and feather light touches turn into a warm hand completely wrapping around his cock and slowly stroking from root to tip. The pleasure is a relief, and he makes sure to share his enjoyment. Breathy moans freely fall from his lips and they sound like music to Swiss' ears.

“You sound so pretty Dew.” Swiss sounds like he means every word.

“Fuck you.”

Swiss tightens his grip before tutting his disappointment. His eyes cast over Dew with a stern, cold look on his face. “That’s a bit rude isnt it?” Dew tries to ignore the game Swiss is playing at.

“But I think I'm feeling really generous right now princess,” 

“Dont call me that.” Anything but that, Dew thinks.

Swiss brings his free hand up to thumb at the base of one of Dew’s horns. Its nice, nice enough that a low purr rumbles through him. But whatever softness he was basking in goes up in flames as Swiss uses said horn to wrench his head back. His neck bends at an unnatural angle and he feels exposed. 

“Shh baby, Daddy knows what’s best, doesnt he?” Swiss’ voice drips thick, laced with poison that floods Dew’s bloodstream.

Swiss leans forward to rest his forehead against Dew’s.

A sinister smile creeps over Swiss’ face as he moves his grip to wrap around Dew’s dick and balls. Much to Dew's displeasure, he squeezes. Really squeezes. And hell it fucking hurts. Tears threaten to fall from the corners of Dew's eyes. He winces and tries to pull himself backwards, away from the pain. But all it does is tug against his already tender groin. 

“Here’s how this is going to work baby,” Dew breathes through the pain and focuses on the deep voice weaving into his hazy mind. He listens to the sounds of sin and depravity and it reminds him of all of their other nights spent like this– Swiss just taking him apart, putting him through the thick of it until he has proper streaks of tears working down his chiseled features. 

“You get to cum whenever you’re ready,” Dew’s breath hitches, sensing a trap. There’s gotta be a catch to this. Dew manages to make eye contact and he’s surprised by what stares back at him. The golden eyes trained on him have suddenly gone soft, donning a warmer, less threatening gaze. Had it been any other night, it would be endearing, but tonight, its nothing better than a threat.

“You just gotta fuck this cute little clit into my fist, how’s that sound Princess?” 

There it is.

Dew nods mindlessly. Says anything and agrees to it all, just to get the crushing grip away from his jewels.

“Yeah… whatever. Fuck, just let go.” Having finally gotten his answer, Swiss’ hand withdraws and returns with a kinder touch. This time, the hand moves to cup Dew’s balls. He rolls them gently, tugs at them just enough to make Dew groan before backing off again. 

“Are you ready princess?” There’s that fucking word again. Swiss doesn't wait for a response, he just sits up, and holds his fist right over Dew’s achingly red dick. Dew takes what's offered and rocks his hips up. The sound he lets out is embarrassing at best— a high, feminine moan that shoots from Swiss’ ears, straight down to his cock. He's now pressed up tight against the seam in his underwear.

Dew keeps rocking, chasing his release so that this can all just be over. The filthy wet noises he's making between them fill the otherwise hushed room.

He can't stop himself from listening to Swiss whisper how pretty he gets like this, or how he cant wait to get back to the hotel so he can dress him up in that lingerie set Aether had bought.

Swiss feels Dew's cock kick at the mere mention of Aether, he files that away for a later date.

“You want me to breed you nice and good after this Dewy? I’ll fill you with my kits, you’d be so full.”

“Shut up,” Dew groans. “Shut up and just let me finish.” His eyes screw up tight and he tries to think of anything else besides Swiss’ words, but it's a futile attempt. The words flash across his mind and echo in his ears. 

Swiss can feel how close he is, he can feel each twitch of Dew’s cock when his thrusts press him into Swiss’ hand just right. Dew starts to lose his pace, thrusts quickly becoming uncoordinated ad his breathing becomes more and more ragged.

Swiss watches his quickly pitiful moves and decides to help him out. He starts to jerk him off, doing his best to match the pace of his hips so that his fist bottoms out at the top of his thrusts.

“Are you close my love?” Swiss presses his lips against the side of his mate's face, breathes in his scent, warm and burnt, and presses a kiss to his temple. He hears a pleased hum and knows that this is his chance.

"Whenever you're ready Dewy." Dew tries to speak. He tries to find the words-- any words-- that could describe this moment. But his brain just wont seem to work. All he can do is pant and feel each decadent, wet glide of Swiss' hand over the swollen head of his cock.

"Close. -m close,"

“Go ahead and squirt all over daddy’s hand,” Swiss surprises even himself with how he was able to say the words.

Something inside Dew unravels. He surges forward, digs his claws into Swiss’ sides as he cums. They watch as milky ropes of his spend stripe over Swiss' hand.

Swiss works him through his orgasm, lightly stroking until his cock is drained of all he has to give. He only stops when Dew twitches from overstimulation.

Some of his cum drips down to the floor and Swiss groans in disappointment. There's always next time.

The multi ghoul leans forward and crashes his lips into Dew's. The kiss is lazy and there's no sense of urgency to go along with it. They just kneel in the middle of the room, and lap at whatever parts they can reach.

Swiss pulls back and catches an eyeful of Dew’s puffy red lips and the blissed out look across his face.

“You were so good for me princess.”

Dew feels his cock make a feeble attempt at filling out again– princess.

#nameless ghouls #the band ghost #swiss #dew #swissdew #swiss x dew #dewdrop ghoul #ghost band #fire ghoul #multi ghoul #swisstopher #ghost fic #ghost band fanfic #vee writes #dewdrop ghost #swiss x dewdrop #swiss ghoul #swiss ghost #ghouls

[sabosbabygirl]

🌶️Talk Dirty🌶️

Toji is out on a mission and calls you.

Toji x female reader (you)

NSFW, +18, Self Pleasure, Phone Sex

Short read 😏😮‍💨 italicized is Toji speaking. This is a phone conversation

“I miss your voice babygirl. Talk to me. Talk dirty to me” he says with the phone pressed hard against his ear.

“I have this tiny red thong on that my pussy lips hang out from..” you speak slowly with a slight whine in your voice. Your hand goes to you the fabric thats barely covering your pussy. You press gently on your clit.

“Mmm, my finger slowly moves my clit back and forth. The fabric creating friction..” you moan into the phone.

“Mmm go on..” he says. A slight blush forming on his face as he pictures his finger teasing your pussy.

“I push aside the fabric and my finger touches my twitching clit. Oh!! Toji!! I move my finger back and forth faster and faster,” your moan is a little louder and your clit starts to heat up. The lust rises in you.

“Mmmm, Toji, right there,” you whimper while biting your lip. You can hear his breathing get faster through the phone.

“Yes babygirl…god,” he quietly moans into the phone so no one hears him. His cock started to throb in his pants. His finger twitches as he remembers all too well what your clit feels like when the arousal kicks in.

“I slide two fingers deep into my pussy,” you sexily say while sliding two fingers into your pussy. The wetness can be heard. “Oh I’m so wet for you Toji,” you cry as you begin shoving your fingers in and out. You use your free hand to move the phone closer to your wet pussy as you continue finger fucking yourself while moaning.

Toji hears the sloshing, the moans, his name being called out. His cheeks turn a darker shade of red with hues of pink. His cock now pulsing inside his pants, begging to be touched. He closes his eyes and licks his lips. He lets a low growl out, “mmmmmmmm”. He knows you are close by the sound of your pussy getting wetter and wetter.

“OHHH TOJI!! OHHH!! AAAA!” your fingers go in and out faster. The orgasm is so close. You picture Tojis long fingers thrusting inside you. In and out. Faster, faster!! “OHH GODDDDDD TOJIIIIIIII!” you scream and the pressure of the fluids releasing inside you cause your fingers to be pushed out. Squirting all over your phone thats close to your pussy. Your orgasm is long and your body shakes. Cum dripping down your thighs.

Toji blushes hard and feels a bit of precum form in his pants. He bites his lip and tilts back his head. His mind is blank with just imagines of your pussy squirting. The sound was beautiful. He tries to control his breathing. “Fuck!!” he whispers. “Talk dirty to me again babe” he begs in a low voice.

“Please”

#smut #jjk anime #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen smut #toji x y/n #toji smut #jujutsu toji #jjk toji #toji x female reader

[selfindulgentpixies]

Satoru Gojo x transmasc!reader

You grunt as you twist your torso, struggling to get a grip on your new binder to just pull it over your fucking head. You’ve been trying for the past several minutes before letting out a frustrated sigh. “Satooruuu, can you come help me?” You whine.

You hear him stop whatever it was he was doing in the kitchen. Followed by near silent footsteps and a chuckle. “Did you get yourself stuck?” His tone is teasing, he knows you’re stuck if you called him while you’re half in your binder with it stuck beneath your armpits.

“Of course i’m stuck! I’d like to see you try getting in and out of a new one of these. You certainly breast around boobily enough in that t-shirt of yours,” you huff as he just stares at you from the doorway to your shared bedroom.

He lets out what can only he described as a cackle. “Breast boobily? Really??”

“Yeah you heard me. Your tits are practically bigger than mine-“

He snorts, shoulders still rising and falling with small chuckles. “Maybe i’ll just leave-“ he begins to turn as he says this.

“S’toruuu- “

Your whine of his name must have sounded pathetic enough that he changes course and instead of leaving he comes over to you and frees you from the offending garment.

“Oh thank god,” you let out a breath as you’re freed and begin to stretch and take a deep breath only to be cut off in a squeak as Satoru suddenly presses his weight into you, knocking you onto the bed. “Now that’s not my name,” his voice lilts. He’s wearing a grin thats both suggestive and a bit mocking.

“Oh shush, Satoru, let me up so i can get change…” you trail off as you feel his fingers brush against your bare sides “oh no, no dont you dare,” you’re cut short as he viciously attacks your sides with tickles, laughter echoing through your shared apartment.

#gojo x reader #gojo x male reader #satoru gojo x reader #satoru gojo x male reader #trans reader #jjk x reader #jjk x male reader #wrote this because of all the times i’ve wished someone would help me out of my binder #rossi writes

[ghostlygeto]

wish u were here | james wilson

pairing: james wilson x reader

warnings: you just gotta hear me out guys. whats it called when it isnt technically cheating but it feels like cheating (from both parties, not on each other), entirely self indulgent and selfship coded, wilson calls reader "birdie" (cringe idc), angst. based loosely on lips of an angel by hinder and glimpse of us by joji, thats all for now plz forgive me

word count: 1.4k

wilson rubbed his eyes, trying to wipe the sleep from them as he heard his phone vibrating on the nightstand next to him. the name lighting up his screen was yours, causing him to hurriedly grab his phone and press answer.

“hello?” his voice was tired, still laced with the deep sleep he was pulled from for this phone call. “y/n, you know it’s almost three in the morning, right?” wilson slowly removed the covers from his legs, trying his best not to wake his fiance sleeping next to him.

“james,” the soft exhale of his name made his heart ache. how long had it been since you last spoke? “sorry, i know it’s late. it’s probably stupid to call you i just…” the small sob caught him off guard.

“are you crying?” wilson closed the bathroom door, still keeping his voice down just in case. “is everything okay?”

there was a hesitation on the other end of the phone and he could feel it. you were trying to find a way around telling him the truth. “birdie, you know you can trust me.”

birdie. that godawful, stupid nickname you used to hate. you used to roll your eyes every time he’d use it to get your attention, or let it slip in conversation with your friends and coworkers. but now it just made another cry escape your lips. you missed it, you missed him.

“just miss you,” you whispered, trying to keep your voice down as well. “we’ve been fighting a lot lately. and you were in my dream last night- it just felt right to call you.”

wilson sighed. he was relieved to hear that you were okay, his heart rate steadying. though he couldn’t help the annoyed feeling that overtook him as you mentioned your current boyfriend. “i’m glad you’re safe, but you know you really shouldn’t have-”

“can we save the lecture for another time, james?” you let out a shaky laugh. you don’t know what else you expected from him, “i just wanted to hear your voice.”

his free hand ran over his face, trying to rationalize it in his head. it would be okay if he spoke to you, right? just speaking on the phone isn’t wrong, and it wouldn’t hurt anyone. right?

“i can stay on for a little bit. but not too long, if she were to find out i’m on the phone with you it’ll just cause a fight.” wilson sat on the cool tile of his bathroom floor, back against the door. his eyes closed as he listened to the sound of your voice through the phone. “do you need to talk about the fights?”

“it hasn’t been anything serious. it just seems like he’s always angry, i can never win with him.” you sigh, “maybe i’m just too busy comparing him to you all the time. i know i shouldn’t. but it’s hard not to.”

wilson wanted to provide you some sort of comfort, let you know that he often did the same with his fiance. “have you still been going to therapy?”

“yeah.” you answer quickly, remembering how he urged you to talk to someone after you two split, because it would be good for you. “she doesn’t know much about my current partner, though. i don’t like to talk about him.” i don’t love him. you wanted to say, but bit your tongue. you weren’t sure if that would help or hurt anything. probably hurt, if you had to guess.

“if you don’t tell her how is she supposed to help you?” you hadn’t changed a bit, and that made his heart ache. you were the exact same version of yourself that he was in love with. knowing that makes leaving you less justifiable, it makes getting over you harder. “you have to cooperate with her.”

“can you tell me about how you’ve been?” you asked, a sniffle following. “is she nice to you?” you didn’t want to talk about yourself, not really. especially not about what you have or haven’t been talking about in therapy. 

right, the two of you hadn’t spoken since breaking up. despite working at the same hospital, the two of you managed very easily to avoid each other. afterall, the morgue and the oncology department weren’t exactly wall neighbors.

“yeah, yeah she is nice to me.” wilson nodded, a small smile finding its way to his face. he loves his fiance, she’s an amazing woman. she surprises him and makes him dinner, likes watching his favorite shows with him. but… “but she isn’t you.”

you weren’t aware that four words could change your mood so quickly, feeling your stomach fill with warmth and you heart beat quickened. it was nice, in a fucked up way, to know that he missed you as much as you missed him.

“it’s frustrating,” wilson added, “seems like everytime we’re having a good moment i just think of you. wondering to myself if i would be enjoying it more if it were you.” it felt nice to say out loud, like it was a secret he had been keeping for a long time (it was). “sometimes i think she knows.”

“sometimes he does things you used to do and i swear it’s like i can see you standing there instead of him.” you confess, tears still falling down your face despite the smile. “i’m glad she treats you well. it’s what you deserve.”

what he deserves is a death sentence. he internally scolded himself, knowing that he shouldn’t be doing this. he shouldn’t be on the phone with you after not speaking for a year and a half. he was supposed to be getting married this time next year. yet here he was, sitting on his bathroom floor and talking with you, his ex on the phone at half past three in the morning.

“you deserve someone who is going to make you happy, too, y/n.” wilson swallowed harshly. why did he so badly want to be the one to make you happy? why did he feel so bothered over the thought of it being someone that isn’t him? “you should just…just dump that asshole. you know you could do better.”

you wanted to laugh. he was right, of course you could do better. “honestly when i break up with him i think it’ll be my last for awhile. i’m…tired of putting effort into people who don’t do the same.”

he wasn’t sure how many people you had seen since he broke things off with you, he had intentionally avoided that information from house because he didn’t want to know. it didn’t matter if it had been only one or several, he knew he’d hate it either way. “you can’t think like that. then you’ll never find anyone.” encouraging you to find someone else. that was the right thing to be doing here. encouraging you to seek comfort in someone that wasn’t him, or your piece of shit boyfriend. “you’ve always been so pessimistic, just try to look on the bright side of things for once, yeah?”

“you answering the phone is the only bright side i think i’ve had for awhile,” you confess with a laugh and another sniffle. you weren’t sure when you stopped crying but you were thankful you had, already feeling the headache it would bring on. “do you think we can ever be friends again?”

wilson stiffened. yes. he wanted to tell you. but he wasn’t sure that was the right answer. “i don’t know, y/n. there’s a lot that would have to happen for us to be able to be friends again.” i’d have to get over you. 

“i knew that’s what you were going to say,” you gave a lighthearted chuckle. “i should…get off of here now. it’s late. we work in the morning. goodnight, james. it was nice talking to you.”

“you, too, y/n. goodnight.” wilson listened to the call disconnect as he let his phone clatter to the ground. it had been so long, he had been doing so well not thinking of you until tonight. all it took was one little phone call for you to worm your way back into his heart.

or rather, it only took one phone call for him to remember why he never should have let you go to begin with.

i rly am amazed that im posting this in 2023 but he is literally the love of my life right now. comments, reblogs, and likes appreciated!

#james wilson x reader #dr james wilson x reader #wilson x reader #house md x reader #mine !! #jami !! #this is about my selfship. js.

[jacenotjason]

The Opposite AU Phone Calls!

[The phone rings 4 times before its answered] [soft music can be heard]

Good evening. This is Barn’s Books, can I help you? [silence]

Hello? [the sound of a page turning]

[silence, theres rustling as Barnaby turns off the music.]

Is anyone there?.. Is this a prank call? [He whispers] I’m sorry, dear, I don’t know what you want me to say. I-if you’re speaking I can’t hear you. [silence]

Ah, well.. Come down to the library if you need to speak to me! I’d love to see what this call was for.. Goodbye! [he hangs up]

[The phone rings 2 times before its answered]

Hello? This is Julie Joyful speaking.

[silence]

Hello? ..Are you there?

[silence]

What is this, some kind of game? Listen, I’m not interested in playing with you, Frank, I’m really busy! I was in the middle of writing my next show and you interrupted my creative mind!

[silence]

Whatever.. [she hangs up]

[the phone only rings once before its answered]

Hellllooooooo~! You’ll have to speak up, I have bleach in my hair!

[silence]

[louder] Hello!! [silence]

Is this some sort of game? Should I say something? Is it a- oh! Is it a joke!? Oh! Oh! Whose there? No, wait! You say knock knock, then I say whose there!..

[silence]

[he giggles] I don’t think you know how this goes. Welllll, go ahead and call back when you figure it out!! Bye byee!! [they hang up]

[the phone is answered in the middle of the 5th ring]

[Eddie groans and speaks like he just woke up] Hello..?

[silence]

Hello?

[silence]

For fuck- hey, dickass, I don’t have time for this. I was in the middle of sleeping off a hangover and I thought this was an emergency, because thats the only fucking reason people here call me, so I woke up! Now, I gotta go do this stupid- mail delivering bullshit hungover. If someone gets stabbed or punched or kicked or cursed out, its your fault, asswipe. [he abruptly hangs up] 

[The phone is answered in the middle of the first ring]

[a fake, cheery tone] You’re callin’ Howdy’s Place! The only store in Home, [said with a laugh], Howdy speakin’.

[silence]

..? I said, this is Howdy’s Place! The only store in Home, home of everything you want and things you didn’t know you needed! For prices seen no where else!

[silence, with a repeating sound as Howdy tapped on the counter]

[he drops the cheery tone] This ain’t funny. My time is money, and if I’m not getting paid I don’t have time. So if you’re not callin’ to order something, I’m gonna ask ya to not use this line. 

[Howdy’s tone changes as he thinks, no longer speaking to you] Hm.. Maybe I can charge for prank calls.. [a chuckle] hm, kill two birds with one stone. Paid, and no more stupid calls..

[he clears his throat and talks on the phone again] Well! This has been delightful. So long! [he hangs up]

[the phone rings 5 times and seems like its not going to be answered. It’s answered just before it’s ignored]

[silence]

[some shuffling]

…Julie?

[silence]

…Howdy? Eh- Eddie?

[silence, a long, shaky inhale can be heard]

[her voice cracks, like shes going to cry] bye.

[she hangs up.]

[the phone hardly has a chance to ring before it is answered]

[loud music can be heard]

Yo!

[silence, the sound of Poppy moving things can be heard]

What’s up, kiddo? [she says a little louder] Sally? That you? [the music is turned down]

Hello? Anyone there? I don’t wanna hang up on ya, but if you’re not gonna answer, I got things to do..

[silence]

Alright, well.. If its an emergency, feel free to call right back! Or, come see me! My doors always open! Love ya!

[she hangs up]

#welcome home #welcome home au #welcome home opposite au #howdy pillar #eddie dear #frank frankly #julie joyful #sally starlet #barnaby b beagle #poppy partridge #poppy ‘ma’ partridge #scripts #script

[hoseokslefteyebrow]

hello love :)

can i request an earth 42 miles morales x reader story where she found him injured in a valley and he was still in the prowler suit but she didnt care (or she just didnt see clearly since it was night time) so she aproached him and miles was like go away even threatend her at some but but she then tells him to shut up so she can work in peace. She already studies in medicine and she vent to a grocery store when she found him and she quickly ran home to get the suplies she thought she needed. So basicly she doesnt care if he kills her she just wanted to help him and thats it so at the end milles is just quet and doesnt know how to respond to her like doesnt she know who he is sure its dark out side and they cant see each others faces clearly but the suit should by now give away his identite. So once she stiched him up she just sais her goodyes and just leaves him there and he is just so shocked that in this wretched place called New york there is still a person this kind or just pretty stupid to do that. So lets say milles didnt clearly see her face and vanted to see her again to see she didnt give anything about him away no other reason, he didnt want to see her so he could feel the same warmth she gave him when she cerfouly touched him he didnt want to hear her soft voice again that for some reason eased his pain when she praisd him that he was doing a good job staying still and not moving. Really no other reason so for weeks hes been searching for her but never found her until one day just randomly in a store he by chance heard her voice when she was talking to the cashier so he quickly ran out and suited up so he could follow her home to see if shes as nice as she makes her self look like and not to keep her safe or anything. So when she gets home she finds him sitting on her couch and shes pretty high up so ofc she freks out cuz THE Prowler was in her apartment (she lives alone her momma and papa are divorced so they send money to her for the apartment bills and other suplyes she needs)….

So like u can continue this however u want like i just thought this far, if its too much feel free to decline this request. Sorry for my shitty gramer english is not my first lenguage and dont forget to eat and drink yeah? :)

Hi! No worries we all start writing somewhere : ). Continuation of this 》

Genre: Lowkey flirty at the end¿

Wordcount: 0.4k

[ A/N: Yeah, ngl, not really proud of this one. I feel like i can't get his personality right.]

You sigh when you finally arrive home, kicking off your shoes in the process of it.  Studying medicine was anything but easy. Today you had a full day of classes, along with a bunch of homework. You had eventually gone to the library to finish it, before making a quick grocery stop as well.

The minute you turn around, you freeze. There's someone sitting on your couch. Upon closer inspection, you realize it's the prowler, someone you had recently come across. You had helped him when he was injured. You do not remember ever inviting him into your apartment, much less tell him to make himself comfortable.

" Hi." His distorted voice sounds from his mask.

You huff, not having the energy for this today.

" Yeah, uhm, I don't remember inviting you to my hous- WHY ARE YOU SITTING ON MY COUCH WITH YOUR DIRTY BOOTS ON MY CARPET?!" You scold him.

To your surprise, he listens, taking off his shoes as he gently puts them down beside the couch.

" Thanks. So what are you doing here? Are you injured?" You ask him, checking him out before walking off into the kitchen to get a glass of water.

He doesn't react for a good minute, his mask covering his face, shielding whatever expression he's housing. To your surprise, his mask unclasps, and fold into itself on the back of his head.

It surprises you. He's handsome but seemingly also tired. You're not entirely sure what he's trying to create between you.

" Wanted to see you again." He tells you straight up, making you even more confused.

" Why?" You ask him.

He shrugs, glancing around your place, seemingly looking for an answer.

" Was wondering what you was like outside of your work. You're nice. It's rare to find people like you." He says, stepping closer to you.

Your expression remains guarded, but you don't step away.

" You were injured, Prowler. I wasn't about to just leave you to die." You tell him.

He cocks his head with the shadow of a smirk on his lips.

" My names Miles." He tells you, setting the rest of your words aside.

You raise a brow in question.

" Better get used to me, Chiquita. We'll be seeing each other more often." He winks before stepping back.

Soon enough he's putting his shoes back on, and his mask gets back on his face.

He's gone barely a minute later.

#prowler miles x reader #spiderman across the spider verse

[callmelyc]

#2023JuLance

Week 2: Future

Tw- canon temp character death

Canon divergent

If you had told a younger lance he'd be in this position then lance would tell you you were lying. He hadn't even blinked before pushing Allura out of the way, taking the hit of the ion cannon.

Lance had barely heard his own screams over the buzzing in his ears. He couldn't feel anything yet everything all at once, the pain crawling through his veins like spidering lightning bolts.

The moment everything went dark he knew.

And it was his greatest relief...

-1-

He feels like he's floating then suddenly he's not.

The next time lance opens his eyes it's to the sunlight crawling through the windows. He blinks away the tiredness of his eyes to look around which does nothing to alleviate the confusion. Gray walls, hospital floors, fluorescents on the ceiling. This room looks like earth architecture, it looks...human.

Lance goes to sit up but is stopped by a heavy weight on his chest, what he doesn't expect to see when he looks down is a familiar mop of black hair. He fights his other arm against the IV tubes to shakily prod at Keith watching in awe as the other man just snuggles more into lances side.

"He fought the entire hospital to be in here ya know-" a voice says from the door bringing lances attention to the man standing there casually with crossed arms "he's still in recovery too but he insisted he be at your side."

Lance almost missed the man's words, he's much too distracted by the fact this man is /human/, but blushes at the smirk sent his way anyways.

"T-thats Keith for ya..." lance chuckles awkwardly turning his attention back to a sleeping Keith. Deciding he needs a distraction lance brings his free hand up to gently play with the black strands fanned across his side "always so stubborn"

While lance can't see the guy he feels the man's eyes watch him for awhile. Lance tries his best to act like the guy isn't creeping in the doorway before realizing he's moved, stepping in and holding out his hand with a kind smile "we haven't officially met yet, my name is Adam I'm one of Keith's adoptive guardians."

Lance shakes it with shocked surprise, he can't remember Keith having mentioned this before "lance-"

Adam smirks "I know, all of you are bigshots. kinda hard to miss the names"

Lance chats with him for a bit after that and decides he really likes Adam, he's smart, hilarious and sounds like he gives shiro a run for his money. But when he leaves lance is left alone with the confusion again.

He doesn't know where he is or how he got here, yet when he starts running his fingers through Keith's hair he has a feeling it's all gonna be ok.

-2-

The floating sensation is back, this time dizzying with a sharp snap back to reality.

"LANCE!" A door slams and heavy footsteps sound up the stairs "if you aren't ready I swear!"

Lance turns in his childhood bedroom only to come face to face with his sister Veronica. There's no time to feel his confusion this time, no time to be prepared for what he's looking at.

He doesn't even feel the tears spilling from his eyes, isn't even aware he's crying until her face falls in worry "Leandro what's wrong?"

"Vera-" his voice comes out so watery and broken but lance doesn't care because it leads to a hug from her. An embrace he hasn't felt for years since he became a part of Voltron. A hug he could only imagine in his dreams light-years away from the real thing.

So he burrows into the hug, nose pressed to the top of her head and arms wrapped around her so tight he might die if he lets her go. It feels so real, so tangible it only makes the tears run faster and a sob breaks free from his throat.

His sister feels so /real/.

She still has her signature scent down to her usual shampoo, the one he could barely remember the smell of anymore. The room smells like home, the temperature feels just how he remembers it and its all so much lance feels like he's drowning. But he's so so relieved...he's home...Veronica is /hugging/ him.

"Leo?" She ask again voice clearly worried "what's wrong, did Keith cancel?"

Lance sniffles , pulling back from the hug so he could look at her face. What he sees is an older Veronica than he last remembers, one with worry lines and dark circles, yet she still glows like a sunny day. He doesn't understand how this is happening-

He doesn't want it to stop...

Fighting to reign in the tears all the while ignoring how this shouldn't be possible "cancel?"

Her eyes grow confused "the date? He's coming over to meet Mami still right?"

"I-"

Veronica watches him for a while before seeming to decide on something "oh! Are you nervous? Don't worry Leandro we won't chase off your alien boyfriend-"

Lance squeaks in response unable to form words at that but she continues onwards ignoring his turmoil.

She keeps talking all the while lances mind races with /Keith boyfriend, boyfriend, boyfriend, boyfriend/

He snaps out of it when a hand pats his arm confidently "so don't get all worked up over it alright? You love him and that'll be enough for everyone else."

As she drags him down the hall, lances mind is short circuitng for another reason.

'did she just say I love him?!'

Veronica wasn't enough to have prepared him For seeing his family again, they all shared a similar worry to her when he burst into tears before she explained lance was just scared. To which they all so Lovingly reassured lance that they'd do anything to make sure he was happy after everything he'd been through. With every hug he strived to remember each of their scents and their faces that had grown blurry in his memory.

*

When Keith gets there he gives lance a small gift and a very sweet kiss lance thinks he'll remember forever. The best gift of the night though, is watching Keith sit at his family's dinner table smiling right alongside them.

When Keith's eyes meet lances they sparkle with amusement and so much affection lance can't help but smile back just the same.

-3-

The floating is the only gentle part of it this time, he's nauseous and feels like he's falling right alongside that floating sensation. Then, again, he's snapped into reality.

His eyes come into focus to the view of an Arizona sunset. Colors wash over the rock formations in beautiful brush strokes of orange and red but nothing is as beautiful as Keith is in this moment.

Keith is looking off into the distance, head resting on one knee he has pulled up and he looks so relaxed lance doesn't want to break the silence. So he leans into Keith, resting his head on the other man's shoulder.

Together they watch the sunset disappear leaving way for the stars to sprinkle the sky.

-4-

For the first time the floating sensation is exactly the same as the previous time. He's floating, nauseated, yet falling at the same time. When he snaps to reality this time he's at an altean dinner table.

Sitting around the table is his entire team but older. shiro with grayed hair, pidge with longer hair, hunk having grown into his features, coran and allura looking almost the exact same then there's Keith. Keith who sits next to him with an aura of joy and contentment he's never quite seen on him before.

And when Keith smiles at him it's exhilarating.

Someone makes a playful jab about them getting a room, Keith replies in rapid fire causing laughs to roar through the room. It's a happy get together, lance has never seen his space family so relaxed but all he can focus on is Allura.

Allura who is dressed like a queen, allura who has a strange glittering glow about her. He first thought it a trick of the light but with every time their eyes meet her glow becomes more prominent.

No one comments on it, lance thinks he's the only one who can see it.

It reminds lance a lot of when she'd healed the balmera or healed anything at all. It unnerved him just the same as the floating did.

Before things fade away this time Alluras stare changes, it's more serious, more focused on him and her glow is the brightest he's ever seen.

-5-

If lance thought the floating staying the same was unnerving before, he was right. It was the calm before the storm because this time there's not a drop of gentleness. He's tossed around, it feels like crash landing in one of the lions but zero gravity, it feels like being body slammed into reality.

So when he wakes this time it's more startling, lance thinks he might not stick this time yet the hands gently holding his bring his mind back down to earth.

Lance is face to face with a Keith that's looking at him so Lovingly he thinks he might just die again. Everything in his peripheral is white paired with shades of red and blue. The softness in those cosmic eyes and gentle grip grounding him are enough to make lance crumble but then he realizes Keith is speaking.

"You once said I was like the future...." Keith says and it's so /soft/ lances heart swoops "but I think, our futures lie within each other."

Before Lance can do anything there's a sharp pull, he looks down and sees his hands are glowing just like Allura had been, then he's torn away from a Keith that's holding back tears of joy.

This time when lance opens his eyes he doesn't feel the floating, the confusion or the sense of displacement. All he feels is overwhelming exhaustion and phantom pain climbing up his left side. Before he can even gather his bearings he's crushed in a relieved hug by an Allura that's not glowing.

There's tears in her eyes when she says "thank Alran-" and everything after goes so quickly.

Lance is thrown in a pod just to make sure, tears are shed, the clone shiro betrays them, the castle Is damaged,Keith comes back-

He has half a mind to ask allura about everything he saw, about how real it felt but then he'd have to explain why Keith was the center of every dream. Lance decides he's better off not knowing.

At least...not yet.

-+1-

After all these years it's finally here, their wedding day. Lance had poured over every excruciating detail down to the color of the buttons on Keith's suit jacket and it was perfect. This was the best day of his life.

Spending these last ten years with Keith had been a dream come true, they had confessed sometime after his return from the blade and stayed inseparable ever since. Keith was everything he could ever want and more- and oh God lance was gonna cry before he finished his vows!

He feels Keith squeeze his hands in support despite fighting off the tears himself, lance reaches out to wipe one away before finishing his speech "Keith, every path has lead back to you and no matter the distance I'll follow you across the universe because you're my guiding star."

Keith chuckles wet and fond before starting his own vows that make lance cry almost instantly with how sweet they are. He's a mess by the time Keith closes with "you always said I was the future...but I think our futures lie within each other."

/Click/

After dancing the night away they walk hand in hand along the shore in a peaceful silence. Suit pants rolled up to let the waves roll across their bare feet and jackets left behind to enjoy the cooler air. Perfect for thinking, perfect for remembering.

Lance remembered once that Keith explained the space whale to him and how the flashes of the future felt like dreams he couldn't touch. Lance had never told anyone about the future he saw, how real it felt, how he could feel all his senses in them so vividly.

He thinks now he finally understands, he's lived this all before, if only briefly, but now it's his to hold. So he looks at Keith pulling his husband to a stop.

"What is it?" Keith questions gently turning to face lance and rest his hands on the other man's hips.

Lance wraps his arms around Keith's shoulders with a smile "I think...our futures actually lie together."

Note: this is based on a 1am trying to sleep "what if" (pic attached of the rushed note idea) and is in a canon divergence au where the lotor bit doesn't happen, lance is really close to Veronica, they arrive to earth just as the Galra do which is why they start in the hospital in lances future snippets. Things are altered a bit to for the rest.

#lance vld #vld lance #voltron #klance #keith x lance #lance mcclain #julance #written for twitter so sorry for any punctuation mistakes #im in a rush so i will change things to be actually italicized later #hope this idea isnt too crazy and makes sense

[cesar-salad-moon]

Betrayal of Snezhnaya || Part 1

(Yandere Scaramouche x reader)

Summary: Your brothers are supposed to be people you can trust but your brother Childe was something else. He let you be with Scaramouche. And thats the betrayal of it all.

Tw: Toxic relationship, implied past abuse, mentions of needles, fake sense of security, let me know if I missed any!

I do not condone these behaviors at all. This is for pure entertainment. If someone you know acts like this please seek help.

If you are under 15 I recommend you do not read but I can't stop you so it's your choice.

This is also my first story so please be kind.

You can't stop shaking. Not when your hands are cold and your heart is pounding. And just with your luck, it starts to snow. Of course, Snezhnaya was a cold place. It wasn't new information. But then again, it wasn't like you were here by choice. You wanted to travel the world by yourself, not with him, Scaramouche. And so that's why your here, in the snowy forest apon a hill so you don't have to travel tomorrow with him. And as you sit here freezing and shivering, you hear crunching sounds of the snow. And there he is, your brother, Childe.

"Ahhh, y/n, your so cold" He says as he kneels down and gives his jacket to you. "Let's get you back to the manor now, hmmm?" You quickly shake your head no and you finally let it out. "No! Childe I can't. I don't love him and I don't wanna travel with him. I want to be by myself. I don't wanna go back! He's going to be so mad!" You scream and your tears threatened to spill. "There, there" He says in a soothing voice while going in for a hug. Then you feel it, the pain in your neck as your vision blurs. Then you can see the syringe as he puts it back in his pocket and he pats your back.

You wake up the next morning in a bedroom. One you had forgotten from being away from it so long. Your childhood bedroom. And as on que, a maid walks in. She tells you there's breakfast downstairs so you make your way there. And just like your childhood memories, the breakfast assortment laid out on the table and your family sitting around. Your mother, father, childe, Trucer, and your other sibblings. You make your way to the open seat next to Childe as that was one of the only two open seats.

The conversation with your family was going great. You had forgotten how long it had been since you got to freely talk with your family about anything. And you had forgotten what you had to go back too. You were interrupted by the sound of the door opening and closes and the man himself, Scaramouche, walking into the dining room. You turn to glare at Childe, and he gives you a smirk. Your whole family greets Scaramouche and of course he greets back and acts kind. He comes and takes the seat next to you and your mother starts talking to him. "So Scaramouche, you guys are leaving the harbor today? Where are you going?" Scaramouche responds, "Yes, probably leaving right after noon. Liyue is our travel destination." Your mother smiles at this,"Oh fun I've heard many good stories of that place. Well, it's already 10:56 and if your planning on leaving at noon and you need to pack we can say our goodbyes."

Uh oh. Your free time was almost up. Punishment was gonna start. Your legs were shaking. "Okay thank you all for your kindness. See you soon." He spoke so elegantly for someone so mean, but as he was standing up he squeezed your hand which you took as a sign to stand up. As you were told goodbye and waved goodbye and as the doors of the manor slammed, you started to sweat. Scaramouche whispers in your ear, "I hope you enjoyed that because that's the lats time you will see your family for a while."

#genshin x you #yandere scaramouche x reader #yandere genshin x reader #genshin fanfic #genshin childe #fanfic #yandere fanfiction

[shenqingqiustanaccount]

Hello 👋, since you asked for a short prompt I bring you: SQQ and SQH speaking English with each other when they think nobody is watching them. Usually Memes and downright silly stuff. Or writing English letters to each other.

Of course this comes with:

Husband/boyfriend/admirer jealousy points.

[You can choose whom you pair up with whom]

thank you for your prompt, and also your patience! im sure i didnt go in the direction you expected. this definitely ended up much longer than i wanted. but, you know, my prompt now. (speaking of, anyone can feel free to send me more! i might be very slow getting to it, but thats why i want to practice.)

fic below the cut

The bamboo house exuded a tranquil air; the sort of stillness that enshrouded anyone within ten steps, that pushed away the sounds of strings and birds to another realm. There was a distinct point when The Bamboo Forest became The Bamboo House.

It was, of course, one of Shen Qingqiu's best bluffs. Liu Qingge knew that there were silencing and privacy talismans plastered on every surface inside the house, and yet he still had an infuriating feeling of wow, this place really belongs to some immortal master when walking up. Despite his extensive experience with throwing away useless thoughts, there was nothing he could do to tamp down that feeling away entirely.

So he wasn't fooled for a single damn second when he stepped inside the pseudo-calm aura of The Bamboo House. He had a sense for these things. The bullshitting veneer could not fool him, and neither could it hide the thumps and undignified shrieks that barely managed to pulse past the barrier on the door.

In times like this, Liu Qingge liked to wait outside for a little bit. Just to see if he could catch any words. Even a single mention of an overheard conversation usually had Shen Qingqiu stuttering and blushing, all while pretending that he had any form of dignity left.

"Little shit," Shen Qingqiu's voice spit out. "You- that isn't-"

The next sounds out of his mouth definitely weren't Chinese. It wasn't a language that Liu Qingge was familiar with, but he... might've heard it somewhere else before?

Maybe it was just the privacy talismans causing some trickery. He pressed his ear to the door. If Shen Qingqiu didn't want Liu Qingge to hear anything, he wouldn't have been invited over.

(The fact that Shen Qinqiu's meridian cleansings were regularly scheduled and regularly forgotten shouldn't matter. Probably.)

"I don't even know what that means," Shang Qinghua said. "Dude, I remember, like, fifty words total. Counting the memes. Stop trying to get me to learn anything."

"It's-" Shen Qingqiu heaved a sigh. Liu Qingge could very clearly imagine him pinching the bridge of his nose, as he was wont to do around Shang Qinghua. "We need to figure out something. I do not want to answer any complicated questions if someone intercepts our messages."

"Oh, bro, is that it? Luckily for you, I have a solution."

There was a brief pause, where Liu Qingge seriously considered breaking open the door, before Shen Qingqiu snorted out some truly ugly honks of laughter. He sounded like a goose with a bad cold.

"We'll use body signals. Just be on the lookout for some of this," Shang Qinghua said. "And, if that doesn't get the message across, then we'll have to break out the big guns."

Liu Qingge strained to hear the shifting of robes as Shang Qinghua moved, and then… more of that same foreign language from before.

It sounded really, really familiar.

Liu Qingge broke open the door.

With barely a second's hesitation, Shen Qingqiu whipped around and shrieked, "Liu Qingge!"

He and Shang Qinghua were standing in the middle of the room. Or- used to be, at least. Shang Qinghua ended up on the ground somehow. Along with three separate decorations he took along the way.

"Shang Qinghua," Liu Qingge said, ignoring Shen Qingqiu's sputtering. "What were you saying?"

"How did you- I mean, haha, me? I wasn't saying anything! Nothing incriminating, that's for sure!" Shang Qinghua's hands flailed around and knocked over a fourth expensive-looking art piece. A vein on Shen Qingqiu's forehead visibly pulsed. "Anyway, haha, w- what are you doing here, Liu-shidi?"

"Meridian cleansing," Liu Qingge answered. "What was that language? I've heard it before."

Shen Qingqiu furrowed his brows and looked at his calendar on the wall. "Oh, for the love of- right, of course that was today." He turned back towards Liu Qingge. "What do you mean you've heard it before? Where on Earth did you hear English?"

"Is that what it's called?"

For a second Shen Qingqiu stared at him. Then he snapped his fan open (the one Liu Qingge returned recently, he noted) to cover his nose. "No. I'm just speaking nonsense. Answer the question."

"I don't know where I've heard it. That's why I asked what it was," Liu Qingge said.

They both simultaneously turned to Shang Qinghua, who squeaked and threw his hands up to shield his face.

"Stop looking at me! I don't know anything!" he yelled.

Shen Qingqiu lowered the fan to reveal his full glare. "Oh, really? You don't know anything? How interesting. Funnily enough, I don't know anything about this either, despite my… extensive years of study. Perhaps there are resources on An Ding Peak unavailable to anyone else? Some forgotten scraps of plot- ah, research, that were never made available publicly?"

Liu Qingge wanted to point out that Shen Qingqiu was supposedly more familiar with "English" than Shang Qinghua, and should therefore presumably know where it originated from. Unfortunately Shen Qingqiu is a secretive bastard who refuses to say anything like a normal person, and Liu Qingge wasn't interested in trying to make rocks bleed.

Shang Qinghua flapped his hands around more. His sleeves swung around as if they were filled with something, like rocks, or possibly tea pastries.

"Maybe there was something! Who knows! The only thing I can think of is- ah, never mind. There's nothing, actually."

"Oh?" Shen Qingqiu took a step forward. "What were you going to say? Do you mean that there is something you can think of, and you refuse to share it with your martial brothers? Please, Shang-shidi, show some trust in our bond."

Shang Qinghua looked nervously between the two of them. Liu Qingge crossed his arms and stared him down.

"Okay!" Shang Qinghua smiled at them placatingly, while a drop of sweat made its way down his face. "Now, see, I have very vague memories of… the research I've conducted. And, ah, I confess that most of it was basically just one to four lines written on junk mail, which I guess still counts as canon!" He paused. "That is to say, valid research."

Shen Qingqiu snapped his fan shut and waved for him to continue.

"Ahem. So. There might have been, uh, a couple words written down, probably by- I don't know- some poor guy who was really desperate for money and had to work his ass off for. More research grants? Yeah, that works."

"Get to the point," Liu Qingge said.

Shang Qinghua closed his eyes, clasped his hands in front of his mouth, and took a deep breath. Liu Qingge thought he heard him mutter something like 'This is why no one wants to be around you two.'

"Anyway," Shang Qinghua continued, "the only thing I remember wri- reading about that's even a little bit related to English is…" He hummed and tapped his fingers together. "Well, it was originally a fairy tale, I guess? About a mermaid."

He gave Shen Qingqiu a meaningful look. Shen Qingqiu looked back uncomprehendingly.

"A mermaid who... sang songs?"

Shen Qingqiu's expression didn't change. Shang Qinghua tried to mime a wave with his hand. Liu Qingge racked his brain for any singing mermaids, but he couldn't remember meeting any in specific.

But, actually, he did remember a mermaid thing.

"Is this about that weird underwater city?" he asked.

The two others paused in their one-sided game of charades.

"Underwater city?" Shen Qingqiu said.

"Yes!" Shang Qinghua exclaimed. "Holy shit, wait, did you actually find Atlantis? I assumed you just met a single mermaid and heard her say things."

Before Liu Qingge could respond, Shen Qingqiu said, "Wait a fucking second. Airplane, are you telling me that Liu-shidi rediscovered Atlantis?"

"I'm not not saying that."

"I didn't rediscover anything," Liu Qingge told them, annoyed. "There are still a bunch of people living there."

Shen Qingqiu fluttered his fan at him. "Yes, yes, I'm sure, but how did you get there?"

"Doesn't matter. How do you two know what language they speak?"

Just like Liu Qingge wouldn't bother to interrogate Shen Qingqiu on things he wouldn't answer, it seemed that Shen Qingqiu knew when wringing any more story out of Liu Qingge was pointless.

"Research," Shen Qingqiu answered primly. "I've studied a lot. Dead languages are interesting."

"It's not a dead language. People are still speaking it. I heard them."

"Liu-shidi," Shang Qinghua said, "where did you hear them talking? They aren't supposed to welcome outsiders like you??"

"Castle party."

"Right." Shen Qingqiu walked to the table where they usually had tea together and sat down. "That's enough of that. No one is getting any more answers out of each other. Liu-shidi, come sit. Shang-shidi, goodbye."

"But he-"

Shen Qingqiu pointed his fan toward the door. Shang Qinghua rolled his eyes at him and stole one more pastry from a serving before he left.

"Why were you two talking about English?" Liu Qingge asked once he joined him at the table. His hand rested naturally on Shen Qingqiu's back.

"Nothing important," he said. He leaned back into Liu Qingge's hand and sighed. "Ahhh, I always forget how nice this feels. Thank you, Liu-shidi."

It was only with the ease of practice that Liu Qingge was able to swallow the burning in his throat. He wanted to say I know you and Shang Qinghua need to communicate in secret, but what would that accomplish? That would only lead to Shen Qingqiu trying harder to keep things from him.

Better to just let things rest and hope that he could be there when the time for help finally comes.

#svsss #liu qingge #shen qingqiu #shang qinghua #in absence of binghe lqg is the one that rediscovers atlantis #anyway for some reason i thought it was a good idea to type this all up in discord!! it was not!!! #dont write fanfic in discord!!!!!! #i thought this was going to be less than 1k!!!

[winderlylandchime]

2/2*points to the art* YOU SEE THAT?? IM LIKE 89% SURE IS BRIAN! That’s right BRIAN! His BOYFRIEND! Who I’m sure will be here any minute now! WHY ARE YOU GIVING HIM FREE ART? FOR A SONG?!?! Justin, i will personally give you a performance of Row your Boat just stop talking to him, NO JUSTIN! NO YOU WILL NOT GO TO HIS APARTMENT’ ‘Debbie, I swear to God, you better be fucking nice about Ben because otherwise I’m jumping through this tv and turning this show into an episode of CSI’ He is so over this episode that I swear I can see smoke coming out of him. He has no clue what’s coming. ‘My man who are you trying to impress? Your grandpa is somewhere calling you a bitch right now. *mock Ethan in a childish voice* not even your rich successful boyfriend.. THATS CAUSE HIS BOYFRIEND KNOWS THAT ART IS AN ESCAPE YOU LITTLE PRETENTIOUS FUCK. Your jealousy is showing, we get it you got your couch off a street and you wish you were Brian. Oh he had a boyfriend? You’re telling me someone actually willingly spent time with him? Correction: youre telling me that he somehow had a boyfriend that sounds just like Brian? bitch who the fuck are you trying to play right now? justin and I are smarter than this, we see right through the bullsh-i hope that picnic gives you diarrhea’ ‘HE WAS IN THE HOSPITAL FOR THREE DAYS? THREE WHOLE FUCKING DAYS?! AND HIS MAN IS NOW ON SOME OTHER MANS FLOOR EATING CHEESE? AND JUSTIN STILL DOESNT KNOW HE VISITED EVERY DAY?! IM ABOUT TO FUCKING BURN THIS PLACE DOWN TO THE GROUND. THREE FUCKING DAYS! fuck this whole fuck- your man is dying and you still wanna kiss Brian? If i was Ben, id die just to make him feel bad.’ ‘Oh so Justin spent a day with that cello fucker and now he’s coming to Brian with inspiration..i have a feeling this won’t end good or maybe it will gotta stay positive! HELL YEAH BRIAN! Eat and fuck on the floor and make him forget that little weirdo. Oh damn it, was it because he said romantic? THEYRE CUTE! WHY ARE THEY RUINING THINGS…Justin, no offense but 31 is not too old to fuck around. I should know. He’s acting like he should be in retirement home already. *looks at me sad* this is the beginning of the end isn’t it? Please tell me, that next episode that little shit disappears mysteriously.’ He is bouncing his leg so much that the entire couch is shaking. ‘DEB! AND BEN! Debbie, please be nice, ive been so disappointed already. Is this..is this the beginning of something nice between them?’ He is very happy that Emmett didn’t accept the check and he keeps saying that Pickle Guy is smiling at him right now. *jumps in the air* ‘ow. DEBBIE AND BEN LOOK AT THEM! FUCKING FINALLY! Thank god something good happened, i was losing my mind. Okay so basically for her to be nice to you, you almost gotta die..noted’ And he once again groaned so loudly that Im sure the neighbor heard him ‘WHY IS HE BACK! JUSTIN WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU HERE?! Asshole neighbors? My dude, youre the asshole. JUSTIN STOP LYING. You never even liked violin music?! Who are you and what have you done with the Justin from season 1 and 2 because this is bullshit. he came for his song? Justin, just put a cd on in BRIANS LOFT! Romantic?! Justin…for fucks sake what the hell. I wanna puke. I don’t have enough pills to watch this. What is he doing? justin sit your ass back the fuck dow- JUSTIN NO JUSTIN NO JUSTIN NOOOOOOOOO YOU FUCKING CHEATING ASS BITCH! YOU MADE THE RULE! YOU BROKE IT ONCE YOU BROKE IT TWICE! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS FUCKING SHIT? I’ve never been more grossed out by a kiss before. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK JUSTIN?! i am actually really fucking sad right now. I hate this fucking shit. He’s actually CHEATING. This is cheating. This is… i can pretend that nerd kiss was him doing him a favor but this? He’s been toeing the line for the whole episode. HE CHEATED BC OF A VIOLIN. BRIAN PLAYED GUITAR IN THAT ONE EPISODE and no offense to cello players everywhere, guitar is way hotter! Man, fuck this shit and fuck him too’ He then proceeded to call our mom and the only thing i heard him say was ‘please don’t hang up, i will actually cry’

Um, I really need to go back and watch these episode again because:

YOU SEE THAT?? IM LIKE 89% SURE IS BRIAN! That’s right BRIAN! His BOYFRIEND! <- Very likely but I never paid close attention. Holy shit.

hope that picnic gives you diarrhea I AM DYING

HE WAS IN THE HOSPITAL FOR THREE DAYS? THREE WHOLE FUCKING DAYS?! AND HIS MAN IS NOW ON SOME OTHER MANS FLOOR EATING CHEESE? AND JUSTIN STILL DOESNT KNOW HE VISITED EVERY DAY?! IM ABOUT TO FUCKING BURN THIS PLACE DOWN TO THE GROUND. THREE FUCKING DAYS! Oh look it is the song of our people, the anthem of the fandom. THREE FUCKING DAYS

H'e actually cheating - oh brother anon, oh brother anon.

He called your mom... oh sweet child.

#ask winderlylandchime #dear sweet anon #queer as folk #a straight man watches qaf us 2000 in the year of our lord 2023

[loopy777]

star trek in modern times, is even worse than disney star wars. And thats completely disregarding the actually good parts like the rebels final season and mandalorian. Its miles worse than Rise of Skywalker. Like i genuinely got sick reading an interview of the making of picard, and the writer basically saying that the title character, who wanted to save billions of innocent lives, was the same as a colonialist supremacist, because he(A white man) tried to save an entire setient race from planetary destruction because... Well basically because he was a white man trying to play the role of a "savior", and so deserved scorn and mockery for believing they needed his help(And they did, the vast majority of them fucking died with their planet, when his higher ups essentially told him and his humanitarian efforts to go fuck themselves). Basically he was the one guy who stuck to his principles and the ideals of basic human decency and wanted to actually try and help, and the writers thought he was a colonialist for even trying to do so. And thats just ONE of the many, many, MANY terrible bits of writing from modern star trek.

GENERAL WARNING: I AM ABOUT TO SPEND THIS ENTIRE POST UNFAIRLY AND UNRELENTINGLY DUNKING ON ALL THINGS STAR TREK. PLEASE FEEL FREE TO SCROLL PAST AND ENJOY YOUR DAY IF THAT WOULD UPSET YOU.

I dunno, that sounds exactly like Star Trek Next Gen to me. A lot of those episodes try to be all Metaphor about some social issue, aim for Center-Left in their politics, and somehow only end up hitting "no one should ever use transporters for anything."

Keep in mind, this is my list of all the good (non-reboot, non-Paramaount+) Star Trek stuff:

"The Trouble with Tribbles"

Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home

Yes, this is the entire list. But I admit I haven't seen everything, just all the classic movies and random samplings from the various series. Yes, that includes "The Wrath of Kahn" and "The Best of Both Worlds" Neither really grabbed me.

But I'll give Star Trek this: "The Trouble with Tribbles" lived up to all the hype and was spectacular. The DS9 follow-up, sadly, seems to have been made after everyone involved in the franchise forgot what comedy is; I could see that episode striving to make a joke, but it could never quite get its hands on the right ingredients.

Anyway, @thekingofwinterblog continued with:

Like the stupid animated goofy spin off that is pretty much a rip off of rick and morty is unironically the best that modern Star Trek has tonoffer, and thats… Pretty sad.

But I hear that a lot of people like Rick & Morty, and I've even heard that it contains some actual real scifi concepts. (I've not seen it myself, and my understanding is that the fans are insufferable.) So it make sense that ripping R&M off would make the best Star Trek. I mean, there's a reason Star Trek started on a major television network, shrank down to a more obscure network, and then eventually died. Maybe it should have chased trends and/or tried to be real scifi earlier. It's why I'm so confused why anyone thought that Star Trek could be a draw for Paramount+, beyond getting the die-hard Starfleet-uniform-owning super-fans as a guaranteed audience.

But even if they're making weird extremist arguments for what they're doing with all the new Trek (and I admit I'll a little doubtful that your summary is capturing the full message), at least there's an attempt to put some kind of perspective into the story. Junk like 'The Rise of Skywalker' is terrible partially because the only meaning to be derived from it is what's there by accident. There's no coherent voice to it. It's pure derivative mush, poisoned by panicked attempts to please the worst kind of fans.

So being bad for reasons besides being boring garbage is actually doing fairly well for Star Trek. I applaud the new writers. XD

Sorry. If it sounds like I'm being really harsh to Star Trek, it's because I am. ;) I've never understood the appeal, beyond finding that the original Kirk/Spock/Bones dynamic could be enjoyable to watch if it wasn't buried in super-boring hour-long trudges. My brother loves to watch reruns of the various series, but it's never done anything for me when it isn't being a full-on comedy and/or ripping off Star Wars.

[nikrangdan]

lovestruck!enhypen x reader

pairing: lovestruck!enhypen x reader

genre: FLUFF fluff Fluff

description: how enhypen would be if they became lovestruck by the reader ☹️☹️ this is such an adorable request!!!! itll vary for each member ur relationships so you’ll either be strangers or already dating etc.

a/n: idk if all of them are lovestruck exactly bc i just got carried away with the fluff for some of them and idky maknae line revolves around sleeping BUT IDC sleepy!enhypen is the best 😁

———————

HEESEUNG

u worked at a pretty popular clothing store

and well well well heeseung had shown up dressed very much your style so u were like

Wow who is this guy....

he was alone just looking around

and there were like 10 other people in the store but u wanted to talk to him so bad so u went up like

“hi, welcome! are u finding everything okay?”

he was looking through a rack of shirts and turned around when he heard u but WOW

when this man turned around he looked even better in person u couldnt believe it 😫

BUT IT SEEMS HE FELT THE SAME BC U SWEAR HE BECAME SO FLUSTERED WHEN HE TURNED AROUND

his eyes got so wide u almost laughed it was so cute ☹️

he stuttered and was like “oh um im okay”

Aw man

but u said “okay then! let me know if you need any help finding anything or if u wanna use a dressing room!” and u sent him ur nicest smile u could give

his eyes were still kinda wide open and u gave him one last look before turning around😢😢

BUT THEN HE SAID SOMETHING

“w-wait! actually.. um....uh.. do u.. do u guys have sweatpants..?”

u giggled to urself on the inside bc u knew he just made that up on the spot

“we do! here, follow me”

while u were showing him the clothes u guys had exchanged names and had some small talk

and that was the start of something very Beautiful

and since then he has been coming almost everyday to visit u at work 🤗🤗

JAY

jay swore he found new things about u to love every single day

and today wasnt an exception!!!!

u knew jay had been really tired and just worn out from work recently so u had decided to make him his favorite meal for dinner

a nice little surprise for when he got home ❤️

and also the anime he was watching ready on the tv for u two to watch together :(

u had literally been preparing all day and u even decided to go out and buy dessert too

AWESOMEST PERSON EVER U ARE!

it was 8pm already and jay should be getting home now

u set the table all neatly and put on one of his sweaters

AND WOULD U LOOK AT THAT HE GOT HOME AS SOON AS U WERE DONE

Fate 🔥🔥

romantic stuff like this wasnt really ur forte so this was out of the normal for u

but u wanted to do something for jay because he did stuff like this for u alot

the table isnt in view when u walk into the apartment so he wasnt able to see his dinner yet

“hi” you smile brightly and go up to hug him and give him a little kiss

he had his bad slung over one of his shoulders and he was taking his shoes off in the doorway after he closed it

“hey.. it smells pretty good in here” he gave you a tired smile while one of his arms was wrapped around your waist

“really? it smells normal to me” you giggled before walking to the kitchen area together

he stopped and looked at u with LITERAL HEARTS IN HIS EYES when he saw the table

jay: ❤️_❤️

“y/n..”

“surprise!!! you know im not good with words but i wanted to show you that i can cook” you laugh “and that i love you very much and im so proud of you”

jay doesnt say anything but instead drops his bag on the couch and gives u the Biggest Hug Ever

ur face is practically smushed in his chest and his hand is resting lovingly on ur hair :(((

he loves u so much im so sad

JAKE

“layla!!! layla where are you?” jake was yelling quite loudly in the massive park he was in the middle of

yeah jake lost layla.. uh oh

quite a coincidence you found the cutest dog you’d ever laid eyes on

and she seemed to love u very much

the dog had made u topple over and now she was excitedly playing with you while you were sat on the ground laughing to your hearts content

after a minute of playing you had got up because you knew she was somebodys lost dog and her owner was probably looking all over the park for her

“okay.. lets go find your owner before they have a heart attack” you giggle

just as you said that though, you heard a boys voice yell “LAYLA!!!!”

the dog next to you looked in his direction, tail wagging and tongue out, but she didnt move an inch from her spot next to you

it made me you laugh out loud

as you were watching the boy run up to you, you noticed how cute he actually was

Omg..... ur heart started beating a little faster

“hi..” the boy hunched over with his hands on his knees breathing very heavily “you have my dog”

“uh yeah” you laugh “sorry about that, she ran over to me a couple minutes ago and i was just about to go find her owner”

“its okay, thank you..” he trailed off to find out your name and finally looked up to meet your eyes

“y/n” you told him

“y/n” he repeated with a small grin on his face “im jake”

“hi jake” you lightheartedly give him your hand to shake and he chuckles before taking the offer

“and it was nice meeting you layla” you crouch down to meet her level and she licks your face making you fall on your butt

you laugh and jakes quick to help you up

“layla! thats not very nice” he jokingly scolds her and pets her head

after u got up u bid goodbye to the two before jake invited u to continue walking around the park AND HE EVEN BOUGHT U AN ICE CREAM

Is This A Date, Jake? 😫😫❤️❤️❤️❤️😳😛😛

SUNGHOON

“you should be more careful” you scold the boy sitting with you standing between his legs

sunghoon had apparently gotten elbowed in the face by his friend and scratched by his friends cat on accident????

“it wasn’t my fault! he turned around and i just happened to be in the way. and i didnt even do anything to the cat!” he whined

“i didnt say it was your fault. i said to be more careful.” you tried to sound stern

u knew ur logic was making no sense but u just thought it was so fun to mess with him

he let out a sigh and gave up, slouching over again

you were stood between his legs, wiping the blood away and applying ointment

“im just kidding, you’re so cute” one of your free hands comes up to rub his hair

a small grin pops up on his face and his arms come to rest on your waist

he looks up at you while you focus on tending to his wounds

and u guessed it WITH LITERAL HEARTS IN HIS EYES

❤️_❤️

“you know y/n” he begins

you hum in response, letting him know you’re listening

“im gonna marry you one day”

you freeze in your place

it took you a minute to collect yourself because you felt like your heart almost leaped out of your chest

“who says?” you joke

he leans up to give you a quick kiss on the lips before sitting back down

“me.”

SUNOO

you noticed sunoo had been really tired lately and u just wanted to make him feel better :((

the boys were going out and invited you two obviously but you could tell sunoo was iffy about going

“uhh..” you trail off and look over at sunoo who was laying on the couch

“you know what guys? i think me and sunoo are gonna stay home today.. you guys have fun though!” you bid goodbye to the other boys and they all understood and left

you dont even know if sunoo knew they had left already because when you walked over to him his tired eyes were glued on the tv

“hey” you leaned against the couch and looked down at him

“y/n? are we going soon?” his eyes move to the top of his head to look up at you

you start laughing and he literally goes 🤨???

“silly, they already left! so what do you wanna do?” you plop down next to him and he was in the process of sitting up

“what? when did they leave...” his mouth drops open

“like 2 minutes ago” you giggle, leaning back to rest your head

sunoo had sat still, pondering for a moment

“why did they leave us?” he turned to look at you

your eyes met his “well i figured you didnt wanna go... you didnt, right?”

he slowly shakes his head “how did you know?”

you give him a sneaky smile and jokingly push his arm “because i know you so well”

he laughs at this and leans his head on your shoulder

“wow y/n.. im impressed” he grins, snuggling into your arm

your other arm crosses over to pat him on the head, leaning your head to rest on top of his

“but thank you y/n..” his eyes slowly close to rest “im thankful for all the little things you notice about me”

u literally go 🥺

your hand goes down to squeeze his and he falls asleep peacefully on ur shoulder ☹️☹️☹️❤️

JUNGWON

“y/n..what is that” jungwons eyes can barely open as he tries to comprehend whats going on while hes waking up

you haphazardly tap around the bedside table trying to turn off the new alarm you set last night

and that new alarm was jungwon singing 🤗

“its you, dummy” your eyes were still closed but you turned to face jungwon and snuggled closer to him

“wha- where did you even get that???” he was almost fully awake now, staring down at your half asleep figure

you yawned before answering in your i-just-woke-up-and-i-should-probably-drink-some-water voice “remember when you sang me to sleep last week? yeah i was secretly recording you. no biggie” you pat his chest twice and leave your hand there, content with life at the moment Lol

“y/nnnn” he whines “change ittt i dont like it”

“you’re kidding.” you deadpan, shocked he would say such a thing!!! “jungwon you sound like an angel threw up on a field of flowers full of puppies and kittens! okay thats kinda weird maybe not that”

jungwon giggles a little and sits up so he can sit against the headboard while your head rests on his lap

“you like my singing that much?” you can hear the smile in his voice as he asks you

you finally pop one eye open to look up at him, a goofy grin in your face

“i love your singing”

his hands run through your hair and you let out a sigh at the feeling

jungwon doesnt say anything

all he does is admire you

you can feel his eyes on you so you open your eyes again (both this time🙏🏼) and meet his eyes

“i can feel you staring straight into the depths of my soul, jungwon”

he laughs at this, bring his other hand up to pinch your cheek

“i’ll sing for you whenever you want me to y/n”

NI-KI

“shut up sunghoon, hes sleeping” you whisper-scolded the boy

ni-ki was currently asleep on you

literally SPRAWLED all over your body and you were basically mummified

by nishimura riki

his legs were tangled in yours, his head shoved into your neck, and his arms were bent around you in ways you didnt know were humanly possible

“you literally have an alien taking a nap on you y/n” sunghoon deadpans before walking out the room

“when you’re asleep sunghoon i will send you into a spacecraft for the rest of your life so you can go see aliens for yourself”

“wowww im so scared y/n” the boy remarks and shuts the door

you half laugh and half scoff before turning your attention back to the ipad screen sitting on the bed infront of you

well

kind of infront of you because ni-ki’s acrobatic position was basically blocking the view

you were having a decent time watching the show playing, definitely not the most comfortable person on the planet at the moment

until you felt the body on top of you.. rumble?

you knew that feeling

ni-ki was laughing

HOW and WHY the hell was he laughing ?!!?!!?!

“what the hell?” you look down at him and his face is shoved near your shoulder but you caught a glimpse of his big smile

his laughter gets louder and you still dont have answers yet

“why are you laughing???? i thought you were sleeping?????” you try to push him off you but he was persistent in laughing in your shoulder (??)

after a couple minutes of you just letting this happen

ni-ki finally speaks!

“you’re so funny y/n” he finally pulls away from you and wipes his tears

“what are you even talking about... and how long were you awake, you sneaky kid” you poke his chest

he leans down again to hug your waist and start cuddling you again

“10 minutes”

“so you’re telling me i could’ve freed myself from that god awful demon EMBRACE you had me in 10 minutes ago???!!”

ni-ki starts laughing again and looks up at you

“thank you for threatening to send sunghoon to aliens for me y/n” he grins

you laugh, finally understanding what the boy had been going on about

“sunghoon deserved it”

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