#uum. Anyway

[ttheoryofhappiness]

tried 2 draw arata

[carlsdarling]

Other request: could u do a smut, where carl is (the joker) and y/n is (harley quinn) like a Halloween smut

Happy Halloween

Carl and Y/N get it going on Spencer's halloween party... Basically plot, then sex. I never watched or read "Batman", btw, so sorry for mistakes. Everyone is 18 or over.

WARNINGS: smut, nsfw

You stood in front of the mirror to put the final polish on your Halloween costume. You had chosen Harley Quinn from "Batman". Tonight Spencer was having a Halloween party at Deanna's house, and you were already running late, so you hastily put on perfume, grabbed your bag, and hurried down the stairs.

When you arrived at Deanna's, the party was already in full swing. Many people were so well dressed up that you couldn't recognize them. You made your way into the living room. "Hey, Y/N!" Spencer greeted you. He was wearing a werewolf costume and pointed to a table. "There's food and drink there, just help yourself!" You grabbed a cup of a strange orange punch and leaned against the wall, sipping from your glass. Enid, in a witch costume, waved at you. The music was blaring so loudly that conversation was impossible.

Then you spotted Carl in the crowd and had to laugh - he was dressed as the Joker, of all things, as if you'd colluded, but you hadn't. He raised his hand in greeting and approached, his face contorted into a grin. He wasn't wearing his bandage, but had darkly made up the area around the empty eye socket, as well as his left eye. You'd liked Carl for a long time, but it didn't seem mutual; instead, he seemed more interested in Enid.

Now, however, he smiled at you. "Admit it, you knew what I was dressing up as," he said teasingly.

"I could say the same," you countered.

Carl winked at you. He seemed a little drunk as he dragged you into a corner with him. "Want some?" he offered you his cup.

You took a sip and screwed up your face. "What's that?"

"Uum... vodka," he revealed, leaning toward you to block out the music. Spencer had picked some heavy metal stuff that you didn't particularly like.

"And what else?"

"More vodka," Carl laughed. He was standing so close to you that you could feel his body heat and smell him - he had aftershave on, and he was slightly sweaty. The combination was quite sexy, and you moved a little bit closer to Carl. He let it happen and started playing with a strand of your hair. You could smell the vodka on his breath as he tilted his head and kissed you softly on the lips. Butterflies floated through your stomach, and you returned the kiss, which quickly grew more intense. "You know," Carl then said, "the Joker and Harley Quinn had an affair with each other." Innocently, he looked at you.

"And?"

"And... I don't think anyone would notice if we left upstairs." He might be right about that, almost everyone in the room was already drunk. Carl took you by the hand and you went up the stairs. The doors to the bedrooms were locked, though.

"Fuck," Carl pouted. "Spencer must have seen something like this coming... Anyway," he pushed open the door to the bathroom. There were Halloween decorations here too, a garland of skulls and pumpkins stretched across the mirror. Carl locked up behind the two of you, and immediately you started making out again, more urgently this time, and Carl's hands were nibbling at your costume. You could feel his hard one against your thigh as you embraced, and you stroked it through the fabric, causing Carl to moan and press himself against your hand. You unzipped his pants, and he breathed little kisses on the curve of your neck and on your collarbone.

"Carl," you whispered as his hands slid under your top and he fondled your breasts, circling your nipples with his thumbs. You were already so wet for him that he could have used you right away. Someone in the hall impatiently pushed down the door handle and nagged, but you paid no attention.

"Yes?" he said, looking at you with his beautiful blue eye.

"Do you carry any condoms?" He grinned mischievously and pulled one out of his pants pocket before lowering his pants and boxers to his knees, picking you up and placing you on the wash table, then positioning himself in front of you and lifting up your skirt. You hastily brushed off your panties so that they dangled from your left foot.

"So you planned this?" you wondered.

"Maybe," Carl teasingly dodged the question and let you watch as he slipped the condom over his cock. His tip was red and wet with desire, and seeing Carl naked caused you to get even wetter, some of the moisture dripping onto the washstand and trickling down it. "So ready for me?" he joked, playing with his tip at your entrance until you began to beg.

You raked your hands through his dark wavy hair. "Oh, please, Carl," you sighed, "rail me."

He glanced toward the door, where someone was shouting angrily about who was inside. "We need to make this fast," he gasped, making short, quick thrusts. But it was just what you needed, and as Carl fucked you, the soap dispenser and other small items fell clattering to the floor and into the sink. You wrapped your legs around Carl and clung to him, animating him to fuck you harder.

Carl moaned suppressedly against your ear. "You're so tight and hot," he whispered as his cock slid in and out of your willing pussy.

"Carl, I'm cumming," you panted, holding onto his shoulders. You bucked your hips up toward him.

"Me too," he murmured, pounding faster and faster until he cum with an ecstatic groan and collapsed on top of you. Carl‘s heart was beating fast and hard. He made a few more slow thrusts, then his cock softened and he grabbed the top edge of the condom to hold it tight and withdraw from you. He smiled at you, you could see your heated faces with the smudged makeup in the mirror. You hastily cleaned yourselves up, for there was another knock at the door. "That was wonderful," Carl said, kissing you tenderly before tossing the condom in the toilet and flushing.

When you left the bathroom, a queue of waiting people had formed in front of it. Some eyed you with amusement, others looked annoyed. "Ooook, Carl?" goofed Spencer, eyeing you both, puzzled and kind of amused. But Carl just grinned meaningfully and said nothing as you went back downstairs.

[maelinkz]

Mette N Thistle

The ship is called Mistletoe… siiigh they make me sick i think about them wAAYY TOO MUUUUCH!!!!! anyways uhm uhm im actually pretty proud of this lil thing�� i like how i did the shading n junk uum uhm ok I LOVE THISTLEEEEE SOO MUCHHH

[sukioyakio]

All it takes is an bit of practice

This is a of Miguel if he didn’t switch spot for the other Miguel and the other Miguel lived with his daughter( and wanted to be more polite and I wanted to be more like ‘happy Miguel’)

I feel llike Miguel,the one we know,who is the leader of the spider society,would still stalk the other Miguel the one that die and the one miguel switch with and his life but wouldn’t go all out to switch spot for him since he still alive. But like let imagine Miguel is asking Layla if he come out homely or look sweet and give kind vibes? Since he doesn’t know if he come out like that,since he always inside he’s man cave.In which I feel like Layla would just have this face

“🤨🙂” Layla-“Uum Miguel. . .what. .are you evening doing?”she says with an questioning look,as she pop up next to miguel,with her eyebrows raised.

Which Miguel grunt and mutter as he look at the other Miguel smiling sweetly in an picture and let out an annoyed sigh.

Miguel-“I. . I’m. .trying to smile” he says,as he pinched his nose and looked more annoyed at how stupid he sounded.”oh joder esta mierda” he muttered,as layla pause then realized.

Layla-“OHHHhh!Bossman! I didn’t what you’re doing with your face,but now I know!!miguel”she says with an awkward smile,as she look at him and then away.

Miguel-“Is my smile that bad. . . .”he say with a grunt as he look at the picture again,and sighs,as he hears nothing from layla for a good 5 seconds,

Layla-“ it is Miguel *she sighs as Layla pat his back well try too*… look I know I’m not program to lie But if I being serious it a bad smile. . . . . but I can help with that!”she say with an award chuckle but to be soon an playful smile,as she give him an thumbs up.

Miguel-“Gracias layla"he says genuinely as he look at the picture with the other him with his daughter, and take an deep breath and look at layla with an determined look.

Layla-“no problem!! I just look up ten different articles on HOW TO smile Better” she says with an cheeky smile and her sassy voice perk in,as she pull up her mini holograms.

Miguel-“ ten? why not one article?”

Layla-“because I know it going to take longer than one article”she says in an “well duh 🙄” voice to Miguel,as she has an smug smile.

Which Miguel grunted at and sigh as he turned to point at the picture with the other Miguel with Gabriella smiling and then layla teleported well zap into view of the hologram and then after a few minutes of layla staring back at Miguel and the other Miguel she smiled at him

Layla-“OK soooo after examining the smiling face of the other you I think we can start!”

Miguel-“finally Iayla”

Layla-“ ok big man I want you to try smile again but better then last time ok 👍”

Miguel-“ok..? miguel smile but the smile look like he was one of the like an insane mother fucker and Miguel started to get worried at Layla reaction”w-what wrong!?”

Layla-“… boss man I think this is going to take us all day honestly☠️…”

grunted and sighed harder trying to be more polite but failed obviously and pinch his nose Miguel-WHY!??!!! … was my Smile that bad what did it look like”

she sigh and she look the other way,as she tried to not to laugh at the picture of Miguel trying to smile Layla-”Oh lord Miguel pff-fft~ I’m so sorry”

Miguel-“I hate you…” Layla-“I know you meant ‘I love you,anyway LET US BEGIN the session”

after a lot of fails attempts and a lot of awkward smile and some angry faces and smile and some ugly faces

Miguel-“ a la mierda esta MIREDA! I can’t do this is shit NO MORE LAYLA! We been doing this FOR 12 HOURS NOW!!… god I just wanted to smile like the other me ….” Miguel just makes an loud disappointed sigh.

Layla-“ Miguel I’m sorry but I’m all the articles, videos,and pictures, said to be happy and be a kind or funny person.. are you happy? Miguel”she says in an question tone of voice and her face looks an bit concerned for him but still having her sassy eyes.

Miguel-“I AM HAPPY LAYLA! DO I LOOK HAPPY!” He says very sarcastically and loudly.

Miguel look at Layla with the forced smile ever his eyes are pull all the way out it look like it about to fall out and his smile is just a huge awkward smile

Layla-“ EHHH-…. Nope you don’t look or sound like it”

Miguel-“FUCK! I’m done”

after a few minutes of sighing at himself for thinking about this would be a good idea to be more polite or to be like his more like his other version of himself … ‘being happy with his daughter’ keyword ‘with his daughter’

Layla-“fine but Miguel don’t you want to see the pictures that we took from tour trying smile session?”

Miguel-“fine” he says with an scoff and sigh.

Layla showing all the pictures of the smiling session the awkward ones,the angers,the wtf smile face,the huh smile.

And then Miguel smile that All those stupid pictures of him trying to smile and Layla laughing and smile in some of he picture,as layla looked at him and saw him smiling like actually smiling.

Layla-“OMG YOU SMILE MIGUEL WE FINALLY DID IT!”

Miguel-“shut up ok” … as he chuckles at his stupid face,-“I can’t believe that how I look like”as he rolls his eyes still with an slight grin on his face.

Layla-“yea I know right”she says with an sassy tone of voice,and chuckles.

Miguel-“ shut up…Layla … thank you”

Layla-“NO problem! Miguel!” She says as she file her ai nails,with an playful smile on her face.

layla-“it only take an bit of practice”

Sorry if there any mistakes for the Spanish part,I use google translate,so if there anything tell me,also I hope you enjoy this,I just wanted to make something with Miguel and layla,BUT I hope you guys have an great day.

quote of the day :

“I.. always . . Come..BACK!!”

@tarjapearce @honey-on-your-tongue @cherryredstars @miguelsslvt

[landofzero-archive]

Ibara Saegusa - Private Room Chapter 3

Writer: Nishioka Maiko

Season: Autumn

(Location: Starmony Dorms Hallway (2F))

Mitsuru: Bread bread, br-br-br-brea~d♪ Delicious freshly baked bread~

It’s so plump and chewy because it wants to be eaten by me~♪ Bread bread, br-br-br-brea~d♪

Midori: What’s with that song? It’s somehow stuck in my head, so please stop……

Anyway, it’s just as I’d suspected from a bakery recommended by Tenma-kun. All the bread looked delicious, and before I knew it I ended up buying too much.

Thank you for taking me there. I had been thinking of going to the convenience store because I was hungry.

Mitsuru: That’s a cheap thing to buy! I mean, is that all Midori-chan needs to eat? That won’t fill your stomach, right~?

Midori: Yeah……? Three loaves of bread is a bit more than normal, isn’t it?

In fact, I think Tenma-kun is eating too much…… Can you really eat all of that big bag of bread?

Mitsuru: Fufun♪ That’s how much time I have! I’ll make sure to finish eating by dinner time.

Midori: Ehh!? Are you planning to eat all that in one day— hm?

Aira: ………

Midori: UwaaAAA!? There’s a ghooost!?

Mitsuru: Midori-chan, Midori-chan. It’s not a ghost, it’s Ai-chan.

Midori: —Eh, Shiratori-kun?

…… Ahh, that’s right. If you look closely it is Shiratori-kun. Why’s he crouching down at the end of the hallway like that?

Mitsuru: Ai-chan, are you okay? Does your stomach hurt?

Aira: Hueh……? H-Huh? Tenma-senpai and Takamine-senpai? Ah, I see. This is the second floor.

Umm, I’m fine. It’s not like my stomach hurts or that I’m injured. That’s not the full truth though……

Mitsuru: Hm? Did something happen? We’ll listen to what you have to say, alright?

Aira: Uuu. Thank you very much……! Actually—

Midori: Ehh!? The water supply broke?

Mitsuru: That’s a bi~g deal!

Aira: That’s right. I had the water turned off, but the room was a mess.

Midori: Uwaa…… That was rough, wasn’t it. If I were in that situation it’d make me want to die……

Uum, I understand that there was some trouble. But why were you crouching down like that……?

Aira: Ah, about that. I was worried that it might have leaked to the floor below, so I went to check it out. In the end, it didn’t leak, so that was a relief.

They said it’ll take three days to repair and clean the room and that the room would be completely unusable in that time.

When I was at a loss for what to do next, I lost the will to move……

Before I knew it, Takamine-senpai and Tenma-senpai were right in front of me.

Mitsuru: Uu~. I feel so bad for Ai-chan~……

…… Ah! That’s it! You should come to our room! Ao-chan-senpai is also away for work so there’s free space in the room!

Aira: Aoba-senpai too? Ah, now that I think about it… Sakuma-senpai and Tenshouin-senpai said that Aoba-senpai would be going with them……

But even so, I’d feel bad to burden you guys for three days.

There’s also Saegusa-senpai in the room with you guys. I’ll figure something out on my own.

Mitsuru: But that’s not fair, is it? The other day, Sou-chan-senpai taught Ado-chan-senpai and I the phrase “If you know what’s right and don’t do it, then you have no courage.”

I’ll put it into practice too!

It’s alright. Saegusa-chan-senpai will understand if you explain the situation properly! Hey, Midori-chan. You think so too, right?

Midori: Eh? Are you asking me……?

U~mm…… I don’t know if it’s okay to call that without asking permission……

Still, it would be a shame to turn a blind eye to a situation like this……

Besides, Shiratori-kun is also my club junior. I think it would be fine for just three days……?

Aira: Uu…… Takamine-senpai, Tenma-senpai, thank you so much……! I’ll never forget this kindness!

Mitsuru: Ahaha. It’s no big deal~

C’mon, c’mon! I bought lots of delicious bread, so let’s go back to the room and eat together☆

(Location: Starmony Dorms (Exterior - Night))

Ibara: Fuu……

(I managed to get all of my work done before I went on my day off. I’m sure it’ll pile up again tomorrow in the meantime.

Well, that’s fine. It may be an unexpected day off, but I haven’t been able to take much time for myself lately regardless.

Moreover, Takamine-shi and Tenma-shi are supposed to be working tomorrow…… It’ll be nice to be able to spend time alone in my room.

How should I spend my first vacation in quite some time?)

(Location: Starmony Dorm Room (Ibara, Mitsuru, Midori, Tsumugi's Room))

Ibara: ………

Mitsuru and Midori: Welcome ba~ck.

Aira: W-Welcome back.

Ibara: …… Why is Shiratori-shi here?

Mitsuru: That’s because we picked him up~!

Ibara: …… Is that so? So, can he go back to where he came from right now?

Midori: Awawa…… It’s like we picked up an abandoned cat!? W-Wait please! That’s not how it is. There’s a good reason for this……!

Ibara: And that is?

—In other words, you want him to stay here until his room becomes available again……

Mitsuru: That’s right~. Ai-chan is really in trouble and I feel bad for him. So it’s fine, right, Saegusa-senpai?

Ibara: (Good grief. I was planning to spend some time alone tomorrow. I didn’t expect to be denied like this.

Seriously. There’s a limit to how good-natured you can be. Why do you go out of your way to pick up trouble like this……)

It’s not my fault, so I should leave it to the dormitory manager.

I’m sorry Shiratori-shi, but I’ll have to ask you to leave. I’m not fond of things like taking on responsibilities I don’t need to.)

Aira: Umm…… It’s a bother after all, isn’t it?

Ibara: ………

(No. Wait……? I think they were in the same room as Shiratori-shi—)

Not at all. When we’re in trouble, we call on each other! There’s plenty of empty space.

Until your room is ready, you may feel free to spend your time in this room as if it were your own☆

Aira: ! T-Thank you very much! Ibara: (By selling a favor to Shiratori-shi, I’m also indirectly selling a favor to His Holiness Eichi and Sakuma-shi. This is what it means to kill two birds with one stone! Ahaha☆)

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[raikanata]

Banquet Beneath the Clouded Moon - Chapter 3

English translation by @raikanata. Not proofread.

Characters: Rinne, Niki, Kanata

[♪]

Season: Autumn

A while later

Rinne: I'm hoome!

Rinne: Blamery-chan, how'd ya like your walk?

Rinne: You're wagging your tail? Good girl...♪

Rinne: The walking must've made her hungry, she's really goin' at it.

Rinne: Seeing Blamery-chan eat so eagerly got me hungry too. Should I get something from the kitchen...?

Rinne: A few minutes later. At Starmony Hall’s Kitchen

Rinne: I don't want a hassle, so I'll just get cup noodles.

Rinne: I'm grateful I can just freely eat from the instant noodles stock. I'm not starving, thanks to that.

Rinne: ...Hmm? There's an appetizing smell coming from the kitchen.

Niki: ♪~♪~♪

Rinne: Hey, great timing!

Niki: Uwah, Rinne-kun!?

Rinne: I missed you, Niki ☆

Niki: Uu, I didn't miss you at all, though....

Rinne: You're actin' like you crossed paths with a jinx. 1

Niki: Well, aren't you one? Most of the troubles I get mixed up in are thanks to Rinne-kun.

Niki: Especially if you're saying something like "great timing", I gotta put my guard up.

Rinne: Gyahaha, you praise me too much♪

Niki: I was not praising you at all!

Niki: I'm busy making fried rice for lunch, so please go somewhere else!

Rinne: C'mon, don't be so heartless. While you're at it, I just want you to make some food for lil old me as well.

Niki: Really〜?

Rinne: Oioi, when have I ever lied to you before?

Niki: Many times! So many that I lost count!

Niki: But, well. A chef can't ignore someone who comes to them hungry, so I guess I can cook for you.

Rinne: Ah, that's what makes ya Niki ☆

Niki: Well, I'm in a good mood.

Rinne: Lend me some money, while you're at it ♪

Niki: No way!

Niki: I'm not "at" something like that right now, also!?

Niki: And did you lose all of your money gambling again? You got a talent for never learning your lesson, you know!

Rinne: Don't say that. Isn't what's Niki's also mine?

Niki: It's not! My money is only mine!

Kanata: ...oh. "chief"-san and niki. isn't it quite lively here?

Rinne: Kanacchi, are you back from work?

Kanata: yes. the job ended up being much shorter than "planned".

Kanata: there is nothing for me "to do", so i am struggling a bit. what would you do in this situation, "chief"-san?

Rinne: If it were me-

Niki: Shinkai-kun, don't ask that to Rinne-kun. His answers won't help anyone, and he'll just be a bad influence if anything.

Rinne: Don't say bad things like that to other people, and stop spreading rumors.

Niki: Though it's not a rumor but a fact...

Niki: Then go ahead and tell us. What would Rinne-kun do in this situation?

Rinne: Well, if I gotta kill time, I'd go gambling ☆

Niki: You're really no good...!

Kanata: gambling... that's right, the other day, you called me "the god of gambling" and started worshiping me on your own accord , right?

Niki: Now that you mention it, that did happen~

Rinne: I'm sorry for bein' bad that time ♪

Niki: Saying it like that, you don't feel any remorse, do you?

Kanata: you don't feel any "remorse"? mm...

Kanata: ...

Kanata: ..."chief"-san. as an "apology" for calling me "the god of gambling", please take me somewhere nice ♪

Rinne: Ah, today's-

Niki: Good, right? Rinne-kun doesn't have work today.

Rinne: Oi, Niki.

Niki: Aren't you free anyway? Why not take him out?

Rinne: ...Tch. I got it. I was planning on apologizing some day, ya know.

Rinne: Niki, are you done with the fried rice? My belly's touchin' my back, so please hurry.

Niki: I just finished it now.

Niki: Shinkai-kun, would you like, would you like to eat too?

Kanata:i already ate "outside", so it is alright.

then, i'll go put my stuff in the "room" and be right back.

Kanata: ehehe. let's get along well today, "chief"-san.

Rinne: Mhm. See ya, Kanacchi.

...Where can ya even go when ya don't have any money?

Niki: You can't go gambling, right?

Rinne: Yeah yeah. That goes without sayin'.

Niki, where'd ya go in this situation?

Niki:If it were me? Uum... My favorite restaurant, maybe?

Rinne: Dumbass. I'm sayin' if ya didn't have any money.

Niki: Eh...

What about the mountains? There are wild plants you can pick up to eat for free.

Rinne: Not gonna work. Goin' to the mountains costs the transportation fee.

Niki: You can't even afford the transportation? I feel second hand embarrassment as your friend.

Rinne: Shut up. Speaking of places you can go without money...

Should I try goin' to "Beehive", then?

[☆]

lit. God of Pestilence. the usage of this in Japanese is not only literal but also as "a person who should be avoided, a person who brings bad luck" etc.

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[spookieypookie]

NO. #1

"But now this room is spinning while I'm trying just to fill in all the gaps." | "How many fingers am I holding up?"

Summary: The Captain gets black out drunk at a party and remembers the last time that occurred.

CW: disassociation, unreality, delusion, multiple realities, mention of murders, deaths, the works

Words: 2,552

"Hey, hey, Captain? Captain, are you okay?"

"When did the room start spinning?" You asked.

"Captain?!" Mark looked concerned. His face looked funny all scrunched up like that.

"How many fingers am I holding up?" Mark asked, holding up three fingers.

"Uum, eleven?" Your counting skills weren't the best right now. And neither were your eyes. Or anything else.

You lost consciousness before you could register what was happening. You wouldn't have known, but someone caught you before you fell.

…

You woke up. After catching up to the fact that you were now awake, you were in pain. Excruciating pain. The worst migraine ever. Aches all over. Oh and you were in a gurney. That was never good.

"Um hello?" Luckily someone was there with you. He never left your side after all.

"C-captain! I'm sorry I fell asleep…"

He seemed ashamed of himself. "Don't worry Mark. You didn't have to stay in that uncomfortable chair for however long…"

You cleared your throat. "How, how long was I out? I remember the party and the toast with the champagne… poker, and games, and oh my god didn't Damien do a keg stand?! Everything's blurry. I don't quite remember last night and I'm trying just to fill in all the gaps."

"Doctors! Celci! Get in here!" Mark called out the door.

"Um, Captain, your head might be in worse shape than just a hangover… there's no Damien as part of our crew and… there were no poker games last night?"

"You don't know who Damien is? But Maaaaark, he's your friend! How could you not kno-"

Then it hit you. Mark was dead. You remembered his dead body wrapped in that red robe on the floor.

"Nonononono…." You went into a panic, everything around you blurred.

"Celci get in here quick! We have a medical emergency!" Mark called out again.

…

"The Captain's unresponsive," Mark informed Celci.

"How long have they been like this?"

"They woke up just a few minutes ago and they seemed fine! Until they started talking crazy and now it seems they're disassociating or something I don't know!"

"Mark, calm down. Yelling doesn't help right now. What do you mean talking crazy?"

"They were trying to recall the events from last night, but it seems like they got black out drunk or something. They don't remember much… but then they said they remembered Damien doing a keg stand? And something about poker?"

CC couldn't put her finger on it but something about that name struck a chord with her.

"Did they say anything else about this Damien?" CC asked.

"They said I should know him because he's my friend?" Mark said, exasperated. "I don't know about you, but I've never met a Damien in my life. Let alone at last night's crew party."

"Okay. You stay with the Captain, let me see what I can find out."

…

Celci went to the server room. She had no last names and almost no clues, but she'd look anyway.

She typed in 'Damien' and millions of results came up. "Ugh this won't help."

'Damien and Mark' less results came up, but as Celci scrolled through it still seemed useless.

'Damien keg stand' nothing worth looking into popped up.

'Damien Mark party'

Now the results were getting interesting.

"Mayor Damien Whitacare has no comment on the death of former Hollywood star, Mark Iplier. Mark Iplier showed up dead at his mansion last Tuesday during a party with friends. Police have not released any information, but amateur news reporters, Jim and Jim, say they have evidence from the crime scene. The story continues to unfold…"

"Hmmm…" Whitacare where had Celci seen that name before?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It was just Mark and the Captain. Mark and a very hungover and confused Captain. Did someone put something in their drink last night? Your behavior had Mark worried.

"You-you-you" your voice quivered as you pointed an accusing finger towards Mark. "You died, you're dead. Am I dead? What's happening?"

"Sshhh, Captain calm down…" Mark tried to soothe you by rubbing your hand.

"Don't touch me!" You screamed, still unsure if what you were seeing was real.

"Captain are you remembering the wormhole incident or something? I know we haven't really talked about it, but I know it must've been awful for you," Mark tried to calm you down.

"Wormhole? What are you talking about?"

"You-you don't remember?" Mark was close to tears.

"W-wormholes don't exist. Are you trying out method acting or something?" You asked, Mark was talking nonsense and he was a talking corpse.

"W-wormholes don't exist?" Now Mark was extremely puzzled. "Captain, that's how we got here… to the new planet."

Suddenly, Mark got an idea. "Captain, what year is it?"

"What year is it? What type of question is…." You thought for a moment. "Well, it's 19-"

"NINETEEN??!" Mark responded. "Captain, it's 2083."

"What?"

~~~

"Ahh, Dorene Whitacare," Celci greeted the colonist at their new residence on the planet.

"And what do I owe the pleasure?" Dorene asks before taking out a plate of cookies. "You can have one if you like dearie."

"Thank you, Ms. Whitacare, but I was wondering if you knew a Mark?"

"Why that's the name of that head engineer isn't it? I don't like him, he always gets my title wrong."

Celci felt a sort of kinship that she couldn't explain with Dorene. It seemed to go further than just shared hatred.

"Well, yes, but do you know any other Marks?"

"Hmm. Good question," says Dorene.

"Or-or a Damien?" Celci asks.

"Now that's a name I haven't heard in quite some time…"

~~~

"Captain, who are you?"

"I'm the DA. I'm not reading scripts with you or improvising or whatever this is Mark. Who are you and please just tell me the truth."

"A district attorney?"

"Yes ever since the mayor promoted me. I don't want to be a part of whatever game or story this is, Actor."

"Actor?" Mark asked.

"You. Because you know you're the actor. Do you have amnesia or something?"

"No but I think you do. I'm not an actor. I'm your head engineer. You're the Captain. Of our ship the Invincible II? Any of this ring a bell?"

"Invincible II? After the first 'Invincible' went down they decided to make another one? Has no one learned from the Titanic?"

"Captain-"

"Would you stop calling me that! I told you I didn't want to be part of your story today, Actor. Go bother someone else."

"Well okay, Cap- I mean District Attorney. I think it's best if you rest for a bit and I'll just be out in the hall."

"Okay Mark."

~~~

"So Mayor Damien Whitacare was your great uncle?" Celci asked.

"Why yes, something like that." Dorene answered.

"Do you know anything about that news story? About the dead actor-"

"Only that he had what was coming to him."

"What do you mean by that?"

"He was playing with powers he couldn't understand. Things from beyond the veil. It manipulated him and ruined everyone close to him."

"Well uh, nice talking with you Dorene, but I have to check on the Captain," Celci clumsily left the conversation, feeling very uncomfortable.

"I'm sure you do," she said.

~~~

Mark and Celci bumped into each other, running away from their subsequent conversations.

"Hey, watch i-" Celci interrupted herself when she realized he came from the Captain's room. "What did they say?"

Mark rubbed his head where they collided before continuing, "that they're a district attorney? And I'm an actor… and that I'm…"

"Dead?" Celci asked.

"How did you know?"

…

"So let me get this straight, over a 100 years ago, some famous actor named Mark died at a party with this Mayor Damien and mysterious District Attorney?" Mark asked.

"And the case was never solved. The police tried to cover it up, blaming this crazy colonel or some blaming a detective who was there that night, but it doesn't add up. Who hired the detective to be at the party and why? Also the District Attorney, the Mayor, and some other guests disappeared that night. The chef, butler, and groundskeeper all told the policemen their stories, but…"

"But?" Mark asked.

"They all said something supernatural happened. They were all speaking nonsense."

"But why does our Captain think they're connected to this DA?"

"I'm not sure. There's a colonist on board who's a descendant of the mayor or something but I don't know."

"Who's a descendant of the Mayor?"

"Dorene Whitacare." CC answered.

~~~

"Hey Captain, are you feeling any better?" Celine asked.

"I told Mark I'm the DA. You can drop the act. I don't know why you of all people would play along with him though."

"Ok DA. And who am I?" She asked.

"You're all acting so weird! You're Celine! The seer? Mark's ex wife? Any of this sound familiar?"

Saying no would be a lie. Some part of Celci felt like she was somehow connected to all of this. She didn't believe in reincarnation and past lives, but… after what she'd seen in the wormhole, she does believe in multiple universes. Perhaps the Captain was remembering a universe so vividly, they were stuck in it mentally.

Maybe if Celci could remind them of the end of this universe when they were inevitably sucked into a wormhole they could break them out of it.

"Right. Right. Well can you tell me what you remember from the party?"

~~~

"Hello, Mrs. Whitacare," Mark greeted.

"How many times do I have to tell you I'm not married anymore young man!"

"S-sorry Ms, Ms. Whitacare," Mark corrected.

It may have been the first time she reminded him in this universe, but they both remembered.

"About that… who were you married to before?" Mark asked hesitantly.

"That's none of your business boy!"

"Okay, uh sorry. Do you want to tell me about your great uncle Damien?"

"Here, I baked cookies."

She was avoiding the question, but Mark was still going to take one. "Sure. Thank you. Would you know anything about…" Mark paused for a moment. He was getting nowhere asking about Mark or Damien. He should go to the root of the cause.

"Sorry, I meant to say… what do you think of our Captain?" Mark asked.

"Well I think they've made a lot of mistakes. But they've been through a lot, and they're very strong to have gotten this far."

"Does the Captain remind you of anyone?"

"Why yes they do. Multiple people," Dorene answered.

"And who would that be, Ms. Whitacare?"

"Why, I need to get the cookies out of the oven. You can interrogate me some other time, Mark." Dorene got up and headed towards her kitchen.

"But you already had cookies…"

~~~

"Well, the gang was back together again! There was a toast by Mark himself of course, poker games, a keg stand, probably a fight or two… Honestly, I don't remember much. And I fell asleep around 1:30 am, but…" you said.

"Go on," Celine encouraged.

"Well I woke up the next morning and Mark was dead. His body on the floor. Out of nowhere. The detective turned it into an investigation. Said it wasn't an accident. Everyone started accusing each other. It was chaos. But you know the rest."

"I know the rest?" She asked.

"Because you suddenly showed up. I don't know why… maybe because your lover William hadn't come home? I don't know. But you are the master manipulator. You could turn everyone against me in a second. And then the ritual and the time…"

"What else were you doing in these days after the party?"

"Well I was helping the detective as best I could. But I didn't know who I could believe. My dear old friends or a man of the law or the staff… none of it added up. The colonel's eccentric but he wouldn't… he… William wouldn't…" it was all flooding back to you. The fights, the lightning storm, the gunshots. William shot the detective and then he shot… you."

"I-I I'm dead. He shot me and I fell off the balcony… how am I here?"

"Do you remember what happened next?"

What was happening. Was this another one of Celine's rituals?

"I… I was in the void. With the actor's corpse. And you and Damien… you said everything would be okay… you trapped me." You started to cry. "You walked away with my body and you just left me there!"

Mark walked in at the worst moment.

"And you! You! This is all your fault! It was all your stupid plan for revenge! We were your friends! How could you." You hit your fists against his chest until sobs crashed over you and you just leaned against him.

"Hey, it's going to be okay, Ca- District Attorney. You're no longer trapped. You're on a new planet far, far away from Earth and everyone who hurt you." Mark tried to comfort you.

"Is this another one of your lies?"

You ran out of the room. You ran out of the hospital. But they were right. This didn't look like earth. The plants were different. There were two moons in the sky. A memory of Mark, your head engineer, crossed your mind. He was in front of that glass window, holding a coffee mug and telling you about the new planet you've discovered. The ship… the- the warp core.

You felt the scar on your hand. The warp crystal. You were the Captain not the DA. Was it another universe you remembered? Or a past life? Maybe a little of both…

~~~

Eventually, Mark caught up to you.

"District Attorney?"

"It's alright. I know I'm the Captain now." You sat on a hill admiring the stars. They looked different than on Earth. You wondered if you could name a constellation.

"Do you know what happened?"

"I'm not sure. I was so stuck in this other reality. All the multiverses we went through and lives we've lived… I guess it was bound to happen and scramble my mind eventually."

"Let's hope it doesn't happen again. It was kind of scary," Mark admitted.

"Yeah… do you remember past lives?"

"Yeah. Quite a few. Most I'd rather forget."

"We really screwed stuff up with that wormhole huh?"

"I screwed stuff up," Mark said.

"No. We did. I was the Captain. I was in charge and I…. I played with my crew, the colonists I was supposed to protect, I played with you like toys. Like your lives were nothing more than dust on the wind."

"I built the warp core. I'm the whole reason all this happened in the first place."

"You were trying to fix my mistakes."

"That you didn't make!" Mark argued.

"Because I lost your trust. I lost everyone's trust. I was a poor leader. Now enough dwelling on the past. Let's run this colony as best we can, okay?" You asked.

"Yeah," Mark agreed.

"And I promise to never get that drunk again."

[janedoesdiaryy]

uum hi I'm not really the type to like send asks and stuff, I prefer to be more of a ghost because I'm extremely inexperienced. like I've only had one sexual partner and I don't like um play with myself and I've never been able to cum because its too overwhelming for me. but um anyways I stumbled upon your blog and um I think I'm extremely hooked 🙈🙈

So um idk I guess I just wanted to tell you that? (also I'm a girl if you care/if that matters <3)

~ 🐰💖

Hi bunny,

Thank you so much for sharing..I love inexperienced pets. You're all just so cute and easy to fluster. But still so so dirty and wild. You know what you're doing to me, dangling that carrot in front of me. Overstimming a pretty secret slut makes me go crazy little one. But im so sad you havent cum :( you definitely desrve to feel good bunny.

Mommy will tell you what to do. All you have to do is ask.

[speadrunner]

Frost Walker paused, the frozen he was petting immediately darting off. “Witches be damned… What?!” They yelled, practically annoyed. Their… hood was down, showing a push-pop like hair. It was confirmed, ice typed. They looked practically pissed off, their red eyes scanning your face before they huffed, “Oh… you. What is it?”

Jellybean shuffled, practically showing a sign of adjustment due to the cart now facing downwards a bit.

“Heh, it’s uh-quite a funny story. Or well, no-it’s not���really, I’m kinda sad and feel a little guilty about it-uum, anyway!! I wanted to see you because I desperately need your help!”

I stood up and went towards Jellybean Cookie, gently rubbing his back while pointing at him.

“This is my friend, Jellybean Cookie. And…he became a frozen a few hours ago. He’s harmless, trust me! All he really does is sleep, and I think he remembers me…? There’s another in the back of the cart-I’ve named them Honeycomb Cookie since they have these bee-like features. They’re hostile, but also pretty harmless since they lost a leg and their wings are damaged.”

I briefly stopped speaking as I tried to make sure I wasn’t rambling on, and I wanted to be sure Frost Walker was catching everything I was saying.

“Erm…*ahem*, I wanted your help on taming or controlling these guys, however you do it with your frozen pal. Jellybean means so much to me, and I feel so terrible for letting this happen to him. As for Honeycomb……they’ve been a big pain in my tail, but I want to help them too, in anyway I can. So uh, can you help a…friend out?”

[kishs-kleanup]

Bring on your entourage of beasts, and all in-between and show me the most challenging feats that you've rose upon to date!

"uum... We got three mains on a blackout once.. M-001, M-002, and M-004.. Both craft siblings on the same floor..."

"Theres many others, but I think I've gone on so many expeditions I've lost track. I don't want to talk about all of them anyway..."

[torterragarden]

hi beloved mutual i challenge you to give us your top five or so pokemon ships, and explain why you like them in as little words as possible (and also explain their shipnames if they’re not super obvious to get)

Idk what's gonna be harder, explaining ship names I don't fully understand myself or "in as little words as possible"

Also I can't really order these so I won't ✌

Surveyshipping - Cyllene and Laventon are both in the Survey Corps, pretty obvious ship name. Anyway I really love both characters and I think the idea of them together is very cute, classic girl boss and male wife dynamic

Hardenshipping - uuuh this is called that because when magma is cooled by water it hardens or something. Idk I never liked this ship name but it is what it is. Anyway what can I even say about Maxie and Archie they are THE disaster couple their divorce arc almost destroys the region. No one is doing like them fr

Moonlilyshipping - Moon because Selene means moon and also Pokemon Moon I guess, and lily because Lillie. It's a cute name. Anyway these two make me insane, they are the heart of the Alola games. It's the way Selene spends most of the game protecting Lillie and Nebby and the way Lillie is inspired by Selene's bravery and the way they save Nebby and confront Lusamine together at the end and the way they sneak away to be alone at Selene's party and the way after everything they've been through they have to say goodbye at the end. God.

Postwickshipping - Gloria and Hop are both from Postwick so sure fine. They're also the heart of their games in my onion I love Hop's arc I love the bittersweetness of him losing his dream to his bestie/rival but then realizing that was never a good fit for him anyway since he was just trying to be like his brother rather than thinking about what he actually wants and I really like how Hop and Gloria grow together throughout the game they're really cute and I love them

Namelessshipping - uum, so I think one is because while Red and Blue were given official names in the og games you could also name them whatever you wanted? But anyway come on they are the original protag/rival ship and meeting them again in Alola while they're on their honeymoon is an incredible experience I'm so happy for them

[carlsdarling]

I just wanna be carls side bitch like not even beinge important to him just him using me for pleasure and some realive whenever his girlfriend isn't in the mood wich she almost never is

Sunset Affairs

Y/N and Carl having an affair behind Enid's back. Basically plot, then sex. Everyone is 18 or over.

WARNINGS: smut, nsfw, oral (female receiving), cheating

You weren't surprised when there was a knock on the door of your house around sunset and Carl was standing on the doorstep. Carl, Rick, Daryl, and Michonne had been on a road trip to a nearby hospital to scavenge equipment and medicines for the ward. This mission had consumed the entire day, and Carl appeared exhausted. Without a word, he pulled you close to him to kiss you hard right then and there. Needily, he forced his tongue into your mouth, closed the door, dropped his hat to the floor, and pressed you against the wall next to the kitchen, squeezing against you.

You freed yourself for a moment. "Did you come straight from the tour to see me, Carl?" you asked in wonder. Carl felt sweaty, obviously he hadn't showered yet.

"No, yes," he replied sullenly. "I went home for a minute, but Enid... uum, she didn't feel like it."

As so often. Mentally, you sighed. When Carl had been out all day, he was almost always horny afterwards, and almost always Enid, his girlfriend, rejected him. As usual. Sometimes you wondered what Carl even saw in Enid. While they clearly got along well and loved each other, Carl's libido and hers just didn't match.

That's why Carl always came to you then; he knew you liked to let him fuck you and enjoyed it a lot. You didn't care that he had no feelings for you, apart from your dates you didn't have much to do with each other and most of the time Carl acted indifferent towards you and ignored you. You were well aware that he was using you, but it didn't bother you - you didn't want a relationship with him either.

Carl nodded curtly in the direction of the living room and was already undoing his belt. You took a seat on the couch and watched as he quickly undressed. You yourself wore only a bathrobe, because you had just taken a bath, and now you let the bathrobe open in an inviting way. It excited you how horny Carl was; how much he craved you, needed you. You gave him what Enid wouldn't or couldn't give him. He licked his lips, his cheeks slightly flushed as he approached the couch naked, his cock so desperate, his tip glistening with precum. You threw the pillows on the floor and moved aside so Carl could lie down next to you.

As usual, foreplay turned out to be pretty short; Carl always invested just enough time and effort to get you wet enough for him to penetrate you. Today, it wasn't really working. "What's the matter?" he asked impatiently, his fingers fumbling between your legs.

"I dunno," you mumbled, "I didn't expect you to come over today. And I'm kind of tired."

Carl sighed and grimaced in annoyance, then knelt in front of the couch and gestured for you to sit on the edge and spread your legs so he could eat you out. He killed two birds with one stone - you would probably finally get wet, and Carl's saliva served as a lubricant.

You trembled as he touched your clit with his tongue, spreading your folds with his fingers so he could kiss and lick it. "Oh, Carl," you mewled, tugging at his brown hair. Little bolts of arousal ran through your body as Carl routinely continued licking and sucking. He broke off immediately when he realized you were now ready for him, stood up and told you to lie on your back.

He aligned himself with your pussy and slowly penetrated you, then instantly began with quick, short thrusts. Like every time, he gave you only casual, distracted attention while he sought his pleasure from you and let himself go, relieving all the stress by fucking you. You loved it anyway, Carl's cock was so pretty big, and he could handle it very well. And you also liked Carl's slightly dominant and ruthless attitude of just taking whatever he wanted. Carl was entitled to that - he was the one and only Carl Grimes, and he was so fucking sexy bad ass.

You moaned softly underneath him, stroking his back, hoping he wouldn't cum too fast today, as he sometimes did when he was particularly stressed out or in a bad mood. Then Carl didn't care if you had your pleasure, too; he would cum, get up, get dressed, and leave, and you had to bring yourself to orgasm.

But usually Carl made sure you were cumming, too - though you weren't so sure if he needed that reassurance for his ego or if it really was important to him. Maybe he also thought that if he left you unpleasured too often, you wouldn't have sex with him anymore. He looked at you, his eyes glazed with arousal. "Are you going to cum?" he asked with impatience and a bit of reproach. "I'm already holding myself back."

You nodded heatedly. "In a minute," you murmured, grasping his hips and showing him how you liked it. Carl obeyed and withdrew almost completely from you, playing with his tip at your entrance, then penetrating you again. This drove you to ecstasy, as always. "Oh God, Carl, yes, please," you whimpered, kissing his neck and ear as you cum.

"No hickeys," he admonished you before he began to moan heavily and to pound hard and firm. At the very last moment, he pulled out to cum on your tummy.

As usual, Carl wasted no time in cuddling, but got up, cleaned himself with a handkerchief lying around, and hurriedly got dressed. "Thank you," he said blandly, nodded at you and headed off, back to his girlfriend, while you were left with your heart beating wildly and breathless.

[helenapsent]

Damn, I have so many unfinished projects. I really need to get to them when I get the chance 🤔🤔🤔

I did realize one thing, though. For some reason, I'm a little afraid to talk about it. Like, like, omg, I don't even know how to put it, but I have this prevailing sense of awkwardness and also…. You know that feeling when you put your work online and hope that it blows up the internet and that you get a decent amount of feedback (a lot of feedback maybe) on your work? This is it. When you spontaneously inflate your own expectations, you get frustrated and you don't want to talk about it anymore.

Uum… what I was going to say…. uuuuumm, what was that about…. I've lost touch with my brain neurons lol :DD

Anyway the moral is: I need to work on myself. Don't inflate my expectations and…. fight my fears. Learn to face them and make funny faces, yeah

[spinderella-umbrella]

ten lines, ten people

rules: share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. if you have written less than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway.

Thank you @anemicc-royalty for the tag  (All this exercise has done is tell me how boring most of my first lines are. First paragraphs are probably more telling, but alas, a lot of these won't grab you. Don't let it stop you from clicking :p

Snow White and the Four Marauders - Gen, General Audiences, Fairytale Retelling

Once upon a time, in the middle of winter, when snowflakes were falling like feathers from the sky, a beautiful queen was leaning over the balcony from her bedroom on the second floor and admiring the black hair of her husband spilled across the shallow snow below.*

Archie - Moonseeker (sorta, its a Gen fic), Mature Audiences (Major character death) Ghost Regulus

“Mu-uum!” James calls as he takes the stairs down two at a time.

Loving you is the Easiest thing in the World - Pandalily, Explicit, First time

Pandora can feel Lily trembling against her and softens her kiss, pulling back to nuzzle her nose against Lily’s and offer her a reassuring smile.

Polyjuice - Multiple Pairings, Regulus-centric. Explicit, Dead Dove. 

Remus is Regulus’ first stop on this journey.

The Wolf, the Cat and the Shack - Jegulus, Wolfstar, Teen and Up, Regulus joins them for a full moon

“You know you don’t have to turn up to these study sessions when you’re not feeling up to it.” Regulus comments as he slides into the seat across from Remus.

Everything you Know is Wrong - Wolfstar. Explicit, dark fic, dead dove.

Wizards are weird.

Come in for the Hot Toddy, Stay for the Bubble Bath- Gen. Mature, Trans Comfest fic.

James knocks on the door to Sirius’ old room gently, two tentative taps just to let him know that he’s coming in. 

The Best of Intentions- Sirius/Barty, Explicit

“Hey Moons, do you have the map?” Sirius asks Remus on the way back from their group study session at the library.

Made to Bathe in the Light of the Moon- Jegulus, Explicit. Dead Dove

Hanging up the phone with his lawyer, James pushes his mobile aside, crossing his arms onto the table for his head to fall on to.

Demi God of the Sun and the Moon- Gen, Mature, Original Character (lightning era)

Growing up, the war was a taboo subject.

tagging: @nightshift-clocking-in @fiendishfyre @wanderingdonut @grumpycat994@jegulusofwesper@chelonie @stopme @underburningstars @queerregulusablack@stonedregulus

*This snippet partially uses the following lines directly from my copy of

The Complete First Edition The Original Folk & Fairy Tales of the Brothers Grimm Translated & Edited by Jack Zipes

“Once upon a time, in the middle of winter, when snowflakes were falling like feathers from the sky, a beautiful queen”

[cambriancutie]

uum i will make a better drawing when i am able, but anyway i made characters based off of my in-game avatar

some info:

theyre clones of eachother, how AMOEBA was made is up to interpretation

they live together

other than appearance they have almost nothing alike, so AMOEBA is just a clone physically, they share some of the same memories though pre-clone though

KUG uses he/him and AMOEBA uses it/he (both are male)

[avrage-bob]

Eh.. anyway bob, so you were serious aboot the love thing.. or was it a joke, eh?

-Scott

uum .. i uhh i dont llike to joke abbout things like that.. scott..