#GENERAL | QUEUE

[voluntadfuerte]

@mxrvelouscreations | continued

Louis tilted his head slightly as he heard the man's response, pulling him out of his storytelling. "Is everything alright there Daniel?" he asked, wondering if perhaps something had happened to his laptop or microphone. Or perhaps he was talking more of what Louis had told him. Maybe he didn't believe what he was telling him. Either way, the vampire was quiet for a moment. "Would you rather we stopped now?"

Daniel was fed up with Louis’ story. He couldn’t trust the vampire. Not then in San Francisco. And definitely not now in Dubai. Years had passed them by. Perhaps Louis hadn’t done his maturing, being an immortal and everything. But Daniel had lived his life and he wasn’t ignorant of bs like he used to. “I think you’re full of shit right now Louis. That’s not what happened and you know that. Look, you might’ve convinced yourself of it. But I’m not a boy anymore. And your charm doesn’t work on me anymore. And no, I’m not fucking tired.”

[lumiinousbeingsold]

new tag drop

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"Star Trek" references in Star Trek The Next Generation

[14dayswithyou]

Give Redacted a kiss for me!!!

Do you have any dark/creepy headcanons for Redacted? I’m very curious ^^

✦゜ANSWERED: I know you asked for [REDACTED] specifically, but everything mentioned below could also apply to Ren as well ^^;

cw: mentions of gore, torture, (one line about) cannibalism, NSFW themes, and just general creepy behaviour

I'm sure most people already know about Ren's red room days, but for the newer folks: he used to livestream himself torturing his victims on the dark web. He would also harvest and sell their organs for extra cash.

His red room phase began after a group of upperclassmen started livestreaming themselves bullying people (Angel included) for attention online. If those teens wanted a taste of online fame that badly, Ren would be all too happy to give it to them — especially after he heard all the degrading things they said about Angel during their stream.

Ren has probably sniffed (licked???) Angel's underwear on multiple occasions lmao

He also keeps a bunch of their discarded cups, mugs, bottles, etc. — and on the days when he's feeling especially lonely — Ren likes to put his lips where Angel's would've been and treat it like it's an indirect kiss.

If Angel is fine with it, Ren would be more than willing to carve his name into their skin. He'd have to use an ample amount of his numbing cream though (typically reserved for when he gives himself tattoos and piercings), since he doesn't want them to be in any pain.

Similarly, he'd also be willing to carve their name into his skin as well — as many times as Angel would want. But he already has multiple tattoos of their name on his skin, so.... gksgsjj

I'm sure everyone already knows this, but Ren has an entire shrine dedicated to Angel. He keeps all his sentimental and stolen items there.

Ren genuinely has no empathy for anyone other than Angel, so if they were to ask him to murder his own mother (or his sister, his best friend, etc.) and bring back their heart, he'd do it with a smile on his face.

Because he has no empathy, Ren would probably enjoy watching snuff films like it's any other B-tier horror film. To him, it's just more research material on how he can get rid of his competition.

I've mentioned this in the past, but Ren has jacked off to the thought of Angel while in the library lol

I made a post back in 2022 that mentioned how Ren would willingly offer up any of his body parts to a cannibal!Angel, and I think the point still stands!!

He likes to put Angel's stolen laundry on his body pillow and rut into/hump it 😟

I once mentioned that Ren would slap a barcode sticker on his sledgehammer to make it look less... questionable whenever he carries it around in broad daylight — but alongside that, I think he'd also carry around some tools and an unopened can of paint to make it seem like he's just doing renovations. In reality, he'd probably force his victims to drink paint or gargle nails teehee

Builder AU except Ren mistook a body for plywood??? Why is he hammering so many nails into them?? Why is he feeding it into a wood chipper???

Builder AU except Ren gives Angel a different meaning to getting nailed and railed???????? Jackhammering???????? Getting screwed sideways????? KGJDSGNK It's 2AM I'm losing da plot now T_T I'll shut up

[l3viat8an]

MC: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are actually my clothes. So don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt now.

Mammon: Alright, but when I come struttin’ in with your fuzzy pink socks on I don't want to hear any shit from you.

MC:*grinning* I’d love to see you in my fuzzy pink socks!

[kuradex]

day 260 Swampert

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[hanafubukki]

[Mildly suggestive]

Summary: Lilia loves you dearly yet intensely.

Lilia watched as you dozed right next to him.

His coat laid over you.

Your hand was entwined with his as you slept.

He used his other to move some tendrils of hair away from your face.

You mumbled as you leaned into his slightest touch.

An inner dark stirring came to him, something he hasn’t felt in centuries.

This stirring he felt ever since the overblot incident with Malleus.

He can recall how his dream self was fascinated by you, by your light.

He recalled how his current self’s fondness for you mixed with the confusion and interest of his past self.

His need to possess and own reared it’s head in the dream realm, even now he can feel the shadows of it call to him.

To own

To possess

To claim

You were someone his past self couldn’t have due to the war, but yet you were a temptation he sought.

Lilia chuckled as he leaned towards you, kissing your forehead then leaning his head against yours.

“You don’t understand the power you hold over me.”

He recalled how his past constantly, furtively watched you. How it wasn’t Sebek nor Grim that he found threatening, but Silver. His own son.

How you leaned on him and Silver did the same. How you checked up on him and made sure he was okay.

How he, in return, cared for you just as much.

Lilia remembered the burning pit in his stomach.

“Jealous of my own son, oh precious, what you do to me.”

He recalled how he kicked Silver to distract the enemies and the slight satisfaction he felt before you screamed for his son.

The way you checked and made sure Silver was okay and the look of disappointment you sent him after, had his past self flinching.

He recalled how he wanted to take you and claim you. Over and over, until you knew nothing else but him. Wanted nothing else but him. Begged for him and he would have gladly provided.

Mine.

The word is whispered in the recess of his mind. Yes.

His.

As you stirred awake, blinking up at him. Bringing a hand up to cup his cheek, you called his name with your voice filled with sleep and love.

That was all it took.

Lilia felt himself give in to his inner and darker desires. Why deny himself? When you were right here? So willing and loving?

The hands clutching at him. Leaving marks of your own. The gasps and moans that you sung, expressed how willing you were.

It wasn’t enough, but it would be. He didn’t plan to stop until the lines that separated you two blurred into one.

Until he was quenched of his thirst for you, until you begged and pleaded for him, knowing nothing but him and pleasure.

He hoped you were ready, because this thirst wouldn’t be satisfied for a long while, and he very much loved the song you sang as he expertly loved you.

The past and current Lilia aligned, enraptured and enthralled in their desires to fully claim and possess you, only the moon a witness to these lovers.

[smokbeast]

Been too slow for ut content but, I did try my hand at making an error, as I always and usually do. I don’t fully read the lore or follow up fully on how most aus canons/fanons work and just do my own thing. He’s called seam and he’s a passive error! He’s a bit silly but he’s got the right idea

[littleststarfighter]

Would there be any interest if I put My Kylux art book back up for sale?

Also, working on putting my Steddie art into book form too. Slowly 😭

[o-mellowy]

Late valentines post from your favourite speedster 🧡

[voluntadfuerte]

@mxrvelouscreations​ | usfw gif memes | accepting

#4 mm

Tony was on all four in front of Steve, on the bed they were sharing. Tony had his ass up, showing it off to Steve when Steve came in the room. Steve smirked and undressed rapidly, positioning himself behind Tony. He spread the ass cheeks with both hands and spit on the hole. He pushed a finger inside, then two. He felt the lube Tony had used prior to this. “I love it when you’re ready for me.”

[incorrect-upon-a-witchlight]

Gideon: Oh, to be a bored Prince who keeps rejecting marriage proposals due to being secretly in love with the cute gardener.

Kremy: Oh, to be a cute gardener who secretly places roses in the prince’s room because he is in love with him.

Twig: Oh, to be the palace guard who discreetly helps to boost the cute gardener up the wall for his secret deliveries in the middle of the night.

Frost: Oh, to be the prince’s best friend witnessing the two fools dance around each other while knowing damn well that the two like each other.

Gricko: Oh, to be the noble suitor from another royal family who comes to know of their love instantly and plans an entire plan to get them their happy ending.

Torbek: Oh, to be a medieval peasant who knows nothing about the prince’s personal life and who dies of dysentery at age 23.

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Star Trek The Next Generation "Encounter at Farpoint" (1987)

[14dayswithyou]

[10 May 2022] did i spy nipple piercings?????? does he have any more that we don't see 🎤👀

(Anonymous also said: *squints* are those nipple piercings?) Yes!! Aside from his tongue piercing, Ren has one last hidden set of piercings... Somewhere down below 👀😏

[ryssbelle]

Happy Valentine's day

[essektheylyss]

“Your delinquent child is outside, and I have assured him that he is very, very grounded.”

Between Yeza and the campers still waiting for their parents to arrive from around the coast to collect them, Veth wasn’t sure any of them saw her move between the dining room and the foyer before she’d thrown the front door open.

Outside, Caleb held Luc by the back of the vest, neither of them looking any worse for wear. Behind them, Jester and Fjord looked a bit sheepish, though not nearly as sheepish as her son, who had almost curled into himself beneath the venomous look she’d given him.

“I thought you were dead! You're never leaving this house again! I couldn't get in contact with anyone and I thought you were fucking dead!” she screeched, before any of them could move, but Luc almost kept pace with her, slipping from his godfather’s grasp and, to her surprise, likely to the others’ surprise as well, threw his arms around her.

“I’m sorry, Mom, I should’ve listened to you, I’ll stay grounded for as long as you want—“

Veth spluttered for a moment, though her arms wrapped around him in return. This had not been how he’d returned under Kingsley’s grasp, caught by the ear and cursing up a storm.

It took a long moment to realize that Luc was trembling beneath her grasp. Very faintly, but definitely trembling.

She looked over his shoulder at Caleb, then Fjord and Jester. “There have been… several lessons learned in the past thirty-six hours,” Caleb said, his tone even stonier than his expression.

Fjord nodded slightly in agreement, carrying the weight of agreement. Her grasp on her son tightened, and she kissed his hair. Her sharp tone felt empty and hollow even to her own ears.

“Don’t you ever run away again— Don’t you know what I’d do if you were killed—“

“I know, Mom,” Luc interrupted, and for the first time in weeks— months— a long fucking time— he didn’t sound petulant.

He sounded like her boy.

“I kept him safe,” Caleb said flatly, also without any defensiveness. There was, even for Caleb, a dark flame behind his eyes. It felt like a spark she hadn’t seen in quite a few years.

“He was very particular about it,” Jester agreed, and then, in a poorly-disguised whisper, “Trent.”

Veth’s grip tightened, and she pulled Luc aside, away from the doorway. “Come in, tell me all about it—“ she pulled back and checked him over as Caleb nodded and passed inside. “You’re all in one piece, you’re alright—?”

“Yeah, Mom,” he agreed, with exhaustion. “Uncle Deuce made sure we were all in one piece.”

Jester pouted as she passed. “I also made sure you were okay, alright, but Caduceus is so helpful, you know, and honestly, in the end, it wasn’t even that bad— we saved most of the town, and we had a great party, and—“

She stopped her rambling in the middle of the doorway and clapped both hands to her mouth as Luc ducked under both of them into the house.

“Oh. My. Gods, Veth, you will not believe— Fjord proposed to me—“

With the number of things Jester had just imparted to her, it was honestly a testament to her own intelligence that Veth managed to process them in time to turn to Fjord just as he started up the steps, stopping him in his tracks.

“You what? And I missed it—?!”

"You know, Jester, I think we can let Caleb debrief the Brenatto family alone—"

She had him by the ear before he could move, which was an impressive feat considering he was over half her height, but he was almost as slippery of a bastard as she was.

Within an instant, he'd turned to mist in her grasp and vanished to the other side of the street, Jester complaining behind her all the while. Veth shrieked after him. "You piece of shit!"

In response, he yelled, "That's soon-to-be Admiral Tusktooth-Lavorre to you!"