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— alien: romulus (2024)

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“how will you sleep at night?”

“next to my wife”

THE WAY I SCREAMED

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Moo Deng STUNS in a new photo! (and some memes and fan art via Khao Kheow Open Zoo)

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10 YEARS OF ALIEN: ISOLATION • October 7th 2014

I wanted Amanda Ripley to have closure.

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Big three

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Reblog or your mom will die in 928 seconds.

I love my mom.

I am risking nothing

I AM SORRY FOLLOWERS, I LOVE MY MOMMY

Will not risk.

sorry followers :(

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Literally crying

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Sol and Osha in first episodes

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Sol: are you alright my padawan?

Jecki: permission to speak freely, master? I‘ve got this headache that comes and goes.

Yord: *enters the room*

Jecki: there it is again

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Happy Star Wars day! May the Force be with you! @swsource Star Wars Week: Day 6

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This fit's so well

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He's everywhere

luke is my new hyper fixation 😫

theres no other way to live w/o him corrupting my thoughts

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It's so cute ahhhhh

Omg could you do a little Drabble about slow dancing with Sejanus? Like holding each other close and him placing his head on top of the readers

The return of wingwoman Lucy Gray

Anyone who spoke with her for even a second could tell that Lucy Gray was multitalented. She was an incredible singer and performer, smart as a whip and beyond kind to those she believed deserved it, and willing to rain hell on anyone who crossed her or her loved ones. And, apparently, she was quite the wing woman.

It wasn’t that you were oblivious, exactly, you just never wanted to be caught being a fool or getting taken advantage of in any way, and it seemed unbelievable that anyone as perfect as Sejanus would spare you a second glance. The two of you talk for hours, crowded together in the back of the Hob, but you just assume he’s being nice to you, trying to keep you occupied so his friend could spend time with Lucy Gray.

You missed the way he stared at you when you weren’t looking, and you never caught on to the silent, slightly panicked conversations he had with Lucy Gray over your head or behind your back. Luckily for you and Sejanus, Lucy Gray knew exactly how your mind worked, and she was more determined than ever to make sure you understood exactly what Sejanus was trying to say without words.

“You wanna dance?” Sejanus all but shouted over the noise of the Hob, an explosion of applause as Lucy Gray took to the stage for the first time that night. You hesitated, a small voice in your head calling out that this is some sort of sick joke, but it’s like Lucy Gray can hear your thoughts all the way across the room, and she sends you a wink from the stage. You nod, turning to Sejanus and letting him lead you onto the floor, an impossibly adorable smile forming on his face.

The song is fast, and by the time it ends, you're laughing and out of breath, falling forward to rest your head on Sejanus’s shoulder as you wait for the next song to begin, reluctant to sit back down after all the fun you’re having. To your surprise, the next song is slow, one you know Lucy Gray wrote for the boy from the Capital. Sejanus seems to know exactly what to do, wrapping his arms around you just right and pulling you close before beginning to sway gently.

It’s like nothing exists except the two of you, rocking back and forth to the sound of Lucy Gray’s gentle voice, and you’re suddenly struck by the desire to do nothing but this for the rest of your life. For once in your life, your brain is quiet, and you don’t even think before tucking your head against Sejanus’s shoulder, the two of you now impossibly close. Sejanus reacts immediately, almost like he was hoping for this to happen, and he rests his head on top of yours.

You know the song should be over by now, you’ve heard it about a thousand times before, but the music keeps playing and you keep swaying around the dance floor, content in your own little world where nothing matters except for you and Sejanus. You can’t help but wonder if this was her plan all along, with that mischievous wink she sent you from the stage. You find that you don’t mind at all, and you make a mental note to thank Lucy Gray, just as soon as you can find it in yourself to pull away from Sejanus.

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I love this

sadly the only copy of s10 of thg i found is in the spanish dub but the only thing theyre saying is i love you and i know thats not right so can someone hook me up with their panem plus pleasee

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They are so cute

I love their friendship so much!🥺🤧

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This was so cute, loved it

Hola

Can I request a lil Sejanus Plinth hurt/comfort? Like comforting him from a really bad nightmare and soothing him back to sleep (in whatever form 👀 either just soft affection or some smorches.. or both..)

Thank you 🐝✨

Summary: When Sejanus wakes up from a nightmare, (y/n) comforts him with a warm drink and kisses.

Word count: 1.0K

Warnings: Spoilers for the book, kissing

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I’m quickly roused from my sleep by a familiar voice and jerky movements. Blinking, my eyes readjust to the light and upon feeling the bed dip as Sejanus tosses and turns, a disturbed expression on his face, sleep-talking borderline shouting. My face fills with worry as I sit up, placing my hand on his shoulder with a soft voice.

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“Sejanus, darling, wake up.” I whisper but it doesn’t do much. “Sejanus.” I shake him gently before speaking louder, seemingly snapping him out of his nightmarish sleep as he startles awake.

Looking around, his breathing is laboured as I can see the sweat beading on his forehead. With a face of worry, I scan over him, making sure he’s physically fine before speaking again.

“Same nightmare, again?” I ask softly, not touching him too much, not wanting to overwhelm or upset him.

He nods, solemnly, still calming his breathing as he sits up next me.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” I ask gently, brushing some of his hair out of the way. He shakes his head. “I can get you some water, or tea?” I whisper.

“You don’t need to.” He shakes his head, looking down slightly ashamed. “You do so much for me, love.”

“I like helping you and taking care of you.” I press a kiss to his forehead with a soft smile. “What’s happening to you at the moment is so horrible with the Games and Marcus, I just want to help you get through this. I want to help in any way I can.” I say, rubbing his shoulder, soothingly. “So, water or tea?” I ask again quietly.

“Tea.” He says, making me smile.

“I’ll be back in a few minutes. Don’t run off.” I tease lovingly before putting my slippers on and walking to the kitchen, yawning as I put on the kettle.

Putting the tea bags in the cups, I hum to myself softly as the kettle boils, not expecting to feel Sejanus’ arms around my waist. Gasping softly, I turn to look at him, relaxing at the sight of his face.

“You can wait in bed.” I offer, reaching for the kettle. “I’ll be done in a minute.”

“It’s lonely in bed by myself. I’d rather be where you are.” He whispers, resting his head in the crook of my neck, placing soft kisses to my collarbone.

“Okay, love.” I smile softly, stirring the tea and removing the tea bags before adding some milk. “Do you want to go back to bed now?” I ask softly and I feel him nodding.

His arm slips around my waist and he reaches for his tea, as I grab mine before we head back to the bedroom.

We get back into the bed, sitting up and sipping on the tea in a comfortable silence.

“Do you want to talk about it now?” I ask gently and he seems to think about it.

“There’s not much to talk about…” He trails off, taking another sip. “I just can't stop seeing him, everywhere. I see him in my dreams, I pass him in the street.” He says and scrunches up his nose, knowing that Marcus died. “And I know that sounds crazy-”

“It doesn't sound crazy.” I reassure with a small smile, reaching for his hand, holding onto it and gently rubbing over his palm with my thumb. “You’ve been through a lot.”

“He’s everywhere.” He says, voice breaking. “And things are only going to get worse.”

“Baby, you don’t know that.” I try to reassure in a soft tone. “Things will seem better in the morning, you should get some more sleep.”

“I don't want to see him again and I don’t want to wake you up again.”

“Sejanus, I am here for you and I always will be.” I whisper. “I’m not leaving your side tonight, not ever. I’ll be here if you have another nightmare and I’ll make us some more tea and we can talk or not if you don’t want to.” I smile, stroking my thumb over his hand.

He nods softly, placing his empty cup on the side as we both lay down again, him pulling the covers over ourselves. Shuffling closer to him, I wrap my arms around his torso, as he slings his arm over my body. I look up at him and press my lips against his, pulling back with a small smile.

“I love you.” I whisper.

“I love you too, I don’t know why you put up with me but I’m glad you do.” He whispers with a small smile.

“I ‘put up with you’ because I love you, dummy.” I tease playfully. “Because you care about me and everybody for that matter, you’re a great friend and a loving boyfriend, you’re funny and intelligent and I love you so so much.” I smile, resting my head on the pillow. “And you're not getting rid of me anytime soon.” I punctuate the end of my sentence with another kiss which he deepens, chasing my lips before I was going to pull away. Moving my arms, I wrap them around his neck, pulling him closer, our bodies pressed against each other before he pulls away, needing to catch his breath for a few seconds.

“I don’t know what to say except that I love you so much.” He chuckles. “I love you.” He grins, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

I chuckle softly. “I’m glad we’re on the same page.” I smile, resting my head against his chest, listening to the soothing sound of his heartbeat.

“Definitely.” He whispers, placing a kiss to the top of my head before resting his head there.

“Remember,” I say quietly, breaking the silence of the room. “If you have a nightmare, wake me up if I’m not already awake.”

“Okay, love, if that’s what you want.” He chuckles softly and I smile feeling the vibrations from his chest.

“Mm, it is.” I smile. “I hope you sleep well, baby.” I whisper.

“You too.” He places a final kiss to my head before laying down, the room soon filling with the familiar sound of his breathing, slow and deep signalling that he’s fallen asleep, reassuring me as I later fall asleep, head resting on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as I drift off to sleep in his arms.

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AN: I hope you enjoyed reading!

Thank you for the request!

I'm so excited for the movie to come out!