#KES SPOTTED!!!!!!!!!

[daredevils-advocate]

I think Sleep Token should come with a warning about how much these sad British men will completely consume your life.

[trekkie-polls]

There are so so so so many more, I could really only fit a handful in. If your favorite star trek mystery is missing, please describe it in the tags!

Bonus points for sharing your thoughts on how you would finish the story :)

[shadystranger]

Soulless sam doesn't sleep. when the night falls, he places himself beside dean. Sitting at the bedframe side of his bed as dean lies motionless illuminated by a faint moonlight. he's close he occasionally traces his hand over dean's face, his eyelashes, his adam apple. but he's not doing anything, just observing him. etching into mind how his chest raises and falls how his complexion tenses (probably having a nightmare) then relaxes (probably got his brother back it's only his brother he has got or at least what he makes himself believe he got). soulless sam sits there, emotionless, tries desperately to work up a care for the man he once died for. but the hollowness inside him only rebounds echoes. he can't care. every part of him screams that he should. It's irritating.

Soulless sam is undefeatable he isnt burdened by a soul he doesn't have an Achilles' heel he's invincible. He is meant to be. But dean. Only him.... through the long hours of the night, sam’s indifferent gaze gradually shifts. contempt overrides nonchalance as he watches dean, locked in a state of premature death. a dead awaken. he thinks, if he could just eliminate this one flaw—this weakness—he’d be free by the morning. But he won’t do it. He can’t. And that gnaws at him more than anything

[luck-and-larceny]

Hello!! ( ＾◡＾)っ♡ Please tell me Malika's favourite heist story!! What's the best thing she's yoinked?? How good did she look doing it?!?! (I mean we know the answer is amazing, but please tell me anyway) Thank youuu!!

((What the heck!? This is such an incredibly nice message to receive! Thank you so much for the surprise question. Now I'm all happy and smiley!))

“I stole the Untouchable Heart. That sounds like I ran away with the heart of someone who swore they'd never fall in love and…well… I've probably done that, too.

But what I'm talking about in this case is a gemstone, a rare padparadscha— am I saying that right? Whatever, pretty sure it means “kinda pinkish colored”-- sapphire about the size of my fist and worth millions or billions or trillions– I dunno, a lot– of gil.

Here's the deal: I don't especially care about gemstones. And I absolutely don't give a flying fuck about gil.

But I do care about stories, challenges, and spite. I also have a terrible compulsion to touch everything– especially when told I can't. It's really their fault for calling it “untouchable.” Maybe I could have left it alone otherwise. Honestly, I’m the victim here!

The story was this gemstone was created when two lovers whose nations were at war elected to be killed in each other’s embrace rather than live a life apart. Their blood mingled and became this sapphire, a physical manifestation of their everlasting love.

Only those who accepted that the lovers were meant to be together could actually touch the sapphire, so though rulers from both nations wanted ownership, it could never be retrieved by them.

So what LUCK that one of the absolute shadiest collectors in Ul'dah was able to get this into his personal collection and charge people ridiculous amounts of money just to look at it. I hear he had a whole performance he did where he'd tell the story and then make a show of how he was able to touch it. No one else was allowed to try to touch it, of course, unless they paid him even more money.

The story was definitely just made up to get people to pay to look at a big pink gemstone about the size of a heart. A super cliche story that works as clever marketing. Gotta give him props for that. Alas, also gotta steal it from and give it to the people for free! It's my own personal curse; I must steal the unstealable, touch the untouchable, and make greedy millionaires, billionaires, or trillionaires– I don't fucking know– cry.”

((To be continued! But only because I started writing with no plan in mind at all and the story got so long so very quickly. I promise to finish this heist and have Malika tell you how good she looked doing it later– I'm sure she'll be nothing but honest! And thank you again! <3))

[faceeeeee]

Do any of them have any hobbies?

Some of them yeah!

Reggie has a little shed in the back of his house where he collects a variety of different bugs (both dead and alive) (I know it's a bit on the nose with his lines from the show but SHHHHH)

Zooble's an artist given by the fact that they work in the gosh darn modeling/visual department and I imagine that they have a plethora of projects in their house (unfinished paintings, clay sculptures, all tucked into a corner to make room for their computers to work on their deadlines.) (Yes they still work outside of the office)

Agatha might be interested in wood work? Like carving silly little animals to hang around her house. (She gives homy vibes....I dunno) or if you really want to be on the nose about it you could imagine her being interested in sewing.

Jax, Genevieve and Pam don't have hobbies. They consider hobbies as their work/academic responsibilities.

[girlthativealwaysbeen]

I FAINTED BECAUSE OF LOW BLOOD PRESSURE?????? LMAO

[bumblingbabooshka]

Tuvok-B'Elanna dynamic at its core to me is Weird Girl on Playground vs Girl Who Walks Right Up To Her & Says "You're Weird." while everyone else just heavily implies it. Also, the reason Seven/B'Elanna works so well is their weirdgirl 2 weirdgirl communication Also 2) Seven is going THROUGH it with Janeway...Janeway is Seven's Popular Girl Friend who's sort of being condescending to you but also is genuinely trying to be nice and also there's a lesbian undertone to all your interactions as she tries to get you to submit to a makeover and that relationship will be with you forever and you'll never be able to fully say it was good or bad - yet it haunts you. Seven's relationship with B'Elanna is thinking "I hate her boyfriend so much I could treat her better" so hard that her head explodes. You know Tom did something at/before prom and Seven swooped in. You know this to be true. B'Elanna thinks Seven is so pretty and why would she even hang out with a loser like me? Why be a weirdo when you could just be popular Miss Perfect??? And they have this sort of antagonism but understanding of one another even as they keep pissing each other off and being annoying.

[lans-rabbit-glade]

man i will forever be so very grateful that the casting team for Word of Honor took one look at Zhou Zishu, a character whose appearance is specifically described as Inconspicuously Plain and Unremarkable and Somewhat Haggard, and went "y'know who we should get to play this guy? Most Gorgeous Human Alive Zhang Zhehan"

like if i were Wen Kexing and i fell in love with a drunken hobo only for him to remove his mask and reveal that he's actually The Most Beautiful Man In The Entire World i'd probably say something dumb as all hell too

[margokesses]

Funko POPs for Spider-Byte, Spider-Man India, Medieval Vulture and The Spot in ‘ACROSS THE SPIDER-VERSE’ have been revealed.

[mer-se]

Prima facie round two. 5/17 🎭🤍

[the-prophecy]

I have everything done and my microbiology is absolutely deep down inside a pit and idk what I'll do if my viva's take place today-

[allpromarlo]

kendrick dominated my spotify wrapped but who's surprised

[travelernight]

Vietnam’s Best-Kept Secrets Top 10 Hidden Wonders Revealed

[pinkopalina]

god I wish I was a cute redditor getting notes on every post for not knowing how anything works

[sugufied]

" 𝐏𝐎𝐏 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐇¡𝐓 𝐅'𝐌𝐄, 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 ! "

𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓵𝓾𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 — gojo, geto, toji, nanami + their fav positions to fuck u in <3

𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 — mature content, , dirty talk, begging, suguru has a tongue piercing, feral-ish gojo, spanking, pussy slapping, unprotected sex (don't do this shit y'all), bed breaking, creampies, satoru is pussydrunk af. (mdni) not proofread

𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮 — first post.. hope y'all enjoy (lmk if y'all want part 2 w diff charas)

GOJO SATORU + cowgirl

bright blue eyes were carefully watching your every move as you hovered over satoru's cock, rubbing your slick folds against his flushed pink tip. satoru could feel his patience wearing thin by each second, his eyes glowering as he resisted the urge to just grab you by the hips and just slam your ass down on his cock.

"c'mon babyyyy, jus' put it in," he all but groaned, almost whining even — making your plump lips quirk up into a cheeky smirk, "ask nicely, 'toru ~"

"godddd fuckin' please—" satoru felt his jaw clench, veins visible underneath his pale, milky skin. "dunnooo.. maybe if you be—"

oh.

you were fucking asking for it now.

the moan that left you would've put even porn stars to shame as your boyfriend finally snapped, forcibly slamming your cunt down on his cock — his length filling you up so nicely.

"ohh ffuuck—" satoru felt his eyes roll into the back of his head, long 'n slim fingers gripping your plush hips for dear life, as if it'd kill him to let go. "o-oh my go- 'toruuu—!" you squealed embarrassingly loud as you were pulled up, up, up then brutally dropped back down, the tip of satoru's cock mashing into your g-spot.

"-ke me beg?" your senses finally came back to you as you felt a pinch on your perk nipples, eyes snapping open as you looked at your man and oh.

he looked so fucking out of it, blue eyes now wide and frenzied — his hands moving from your tits to the globes of your ass, spreading them apart. "were you gonna- fuuuhck ugh don't squeeze so ha-rd— gonna make me beg, p-princess?" satoru's voice was strained, strands of snowy white hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. holy fuck he looked so good.

"oh? thank you- nngh- pretty girl, but i asked you a question," he halted his pace, pinching your nipples hard to make you squeal so cute for him — god, he just wanted to fucking ruin you.

“yes yes! ohh— fuck, ‘toru!” you cried harder, clenching your pussy so sweetly around him, almost making the man bust right away. “‘m sorry - ‘m so so-rry—“ you tried moving your hips, growing increasingly frustrated, which satoru could tell.

“babyyyy please— please cum on this cock f’me, i know you can do it.”

no way he was actually begging.

satoru’s pleading tone and eyes made your pussy throb around him, earning you a swift smack on your tits — a mean chuckle leaving his lips as he grinned up at you, “is that ya wanted me to say, pretty?”

fucking menace.

GETO SUGURU + 69

“fuckin’ hell— you taste so good, baby,” geto moaned right into your cunt, pierced tongue sloppily running up and down your pussy, before sucking hard on your clit.

you shamelessly gurgled around his cock, slurping down his pre-cum like it was the best thing you’ve ever tasted — and it actually might be.

suguru loved this position. he could do his favorite thing in the world aka eating you out while fucking your sweet little throat? it was fucking heaven for this man.

it was honestly adorable to him when you got so lost in the pleasure of his tongue fucking your pussy that you forgot to suck his dick — but no worries, he could easily thrust in your mouth and get you back to your senses.

another thing he reeeeally likes doing is slapping your cute little cunt — chubby pussy lips turning his favorite shade of pink when he does it especially hard… he fucking adores it.

“tastes like— ugh, fuckin’ heaven baby,” geto felt his eyes roll back, dick twitching uncontrollably when you grind against his face like you own it (you do), he loves it when you use him for your own pleasure. your candied lips wrapped around the pink head of his fat cock, swirling your tongue around it before slamming your head down all the way — catching suguru off guard as he let out a choked groan, the vibrations of the noise making your brain go all fuzzy.

“ohhh f—“ geto’s words die in his throat, jaw clenching as you bob your head up and down, tears welling in your eyes from the sheer girth and length, messy cunt practically gushing all over his face, which he tried his best to drink up, slurping on your cunt until you creamed all over him.

yeah, he fucking loved 69.

TOJI FUSHIGURO + leapfrog

“nasty fuckin’ girl,” toji’s palm cracked against the fat of your plush ass, his pelvis slamming into your poor pussy, slick and his previous loads running down both your and his thighs. you sobbed out from the sharp sting on your ass, the sound muffled from your head being pushed into the plush pillows underneath — toji’s thick fingers entangled in your hair.

“beggin’ me to fuck ya like a goddamn bitch in heat — this what you wanted, whore?” his tone was harsh, thrusts speeding up as your gooey walls clenched around him, making the man scoff out a laugh as he smacked your ass once more, harder than the previous one. “god ‘yer such a whore, baby — i love it.”

toji's twisted grin widened even more as he felt you clench around him once more, "flithy fuckin' girlllll," he moaned, licking his scarred lips as he heard youur sweet moans and whines of pleasure.

"doin' so good f'me, ma — keep going," he groaned when you squirted all over his dick and not to mention the drenched sheets. "awh fuuuuck i'm so close-" toji's pace increased, as your mind completely blanked out — the only noise you could focus on were toji's harsh pants and the loud thud of the headboard slamming against the wall - god, no wonder your neighbours hated you both.

you snapped out of the daze as you suddenly felt yourself crashing down — literally. toji's last brutal thrust fucking broke the bed, the brand new bed you bought just two weeks ago.

luckily, both of you were fine but it didn't seem like toji even noticed the bed giving up, his head buried into the crook of your bruised neck as he pumped his load into you.

"t-toji! you broke the f- ah, fucking bed, you monster!" you groaned in complaint, kicking your legs up against toji's ass. the man only shrugged dismissively, grabbing your legs and pinning them on the bed once more before cracking an evil smirk at you,

"ever fucked on a broken ass bed, ma?"

NANAMI KENTO + LOTUS

kento loved fucking you in any position — especially the ones where he got to see your pretty face. nothing beats the face of pure euphoria you make when you cum so hard on his dick — it swells his chest in pride every single time.

but, he was especially a fan of the "lotus" position. it was just so intimate — and he could closely observe all of your cute expressions while fucking you nice and deep— sign. him. up.

"god, you're so beautiful," nanami whispered into your ear — planting a chaste kiss on your lobe before biting it gently, his cock twitching so deep inside of you at hearing the soft, pretty moans you let out.

"says you," you giggled, grinding your hips down harder on his cock — feeling his fingers tighten on your hips, blunt nails digging into the plush flesh as your back arches — you took him so well.

"mmm,,, oh, do i now?" you teased, juicy cunt pulsating at the dazed look on your husband's handsome face — adorned with lipstick marks, that you left on him. "argh shiiit—" nanami grunted, feeling your warm, velvety walls clamp down on him — it had him seeing stars.

"'m so close, ken," you whined, pretty pink nails digging into his broad shoulders — feeling him throb inside of you at the slight sting. "i know, honey — cum f'me, make a fuckin' mess," he groaned, devouring your glossy lips into a sloppy kiss —

and you made a mess alright — soaking his abs down to his strong thighs in your sticky juices, squeezing down on his fat cock like your life depended on it. but none of that seemed to slow kento down — only making him the more eager to chase his own release as his thrusts got sloppier, the grip on your hips got even tighter when he finally came hard with a "c-cumming, fuck!"

your traced little hearts onto nanami's bare chest as you both came down from your highs, heavy panting filling the room as you basked in the soft afterglow.

[aamircoeur]

SMUT.

your heavy breaths matched each other's, sweat dripping from his forehead to yours as he hovered over you while you laid on your bed. "kenji," you whined, feeling his middle and ring finger inside you while he thrusted them in at a slow pace, curling his fingers against your walls once his knuckles reached your cunt. "ke-ken." you called out, letting out a grunt while you held onto his biceps.

"keep 'em apart, baby." ken said, putting his weight on you to add more pressure. you let out yet another hearty moan as he continued hitting the deepest spot that he could with his long, slender fingers.

the room was filled with pants, your whines, and squelching sounds from your pussy; a sound that he was all too familiar with. ken pulled his fingers out, and he heard a high-pitched gasp fall from your lips. fuck, were you addictive.

kenji pushed himself up from the bed and left you for a quick minute to grab the condoms in his drawer. you mumbled something, voice too soft for him to hear. ken sato hummed to you in question, making you whine and repeat yourself. "'m close, ji." you pouted, your eyebrows furrowing.

kenji laughed while he walked back to the bed, getting on top of you once more and capturing your lips into a kiss. "need me that bad?" he teased. you looked up at him with the light from the television reflecting in your eyes. he smiled at the sight of you and lowered himself to get in between your legs, spreading them apart once more. taking a lick to taste you, he hummed in satisfaction at the familiar taste while you moaned. "don't worry, baby, daddy's here."