#you can pick imagines

[furyan-imagines]

YOU CAN PICK: (A) Whether you think of Riddick as simply being a criminal or (B) You think that Riddick is a person who has more to him than meets the eye

"What? Click your fingers and he's one of us now?"

You were right smack in the middle of the small train of humans who had survived the Hunter-Gratzner crash, following behind Shazza and Johns, close enough that you could hear the irritation in the free-settler's question.

"I didn't say that." You could almost hear the smile in John's reply. "But at least this way I don't have to worry about y'all, uh, falling asleep and not waking up."

Jack pushed past you, angling himself to face the two adults leading all of them. The teenager had somehow found a pair of partially-broken goggles and worn them in emulation of the famed murderer trailing behind all of them. "So, can I talk to him now?"

"No."

Continue reading (A) if you feel that you need to stay away from Riddick the criminal

"Maybe it's better if we all keep out of his way, huh?"

Jack looked askance at you, disbelief written clearly on his face.

"I mean there must be many good reasons why Riddick has such a high bounty on his head, right?"

Shazza and Johns both turned briefly. The woman gave you a look that you couldn't quite decipher, but the smile Johns shot at you was a reassuring one. At least you all had a cop watching after the group.

It wasn't that you actually had anything against Richard B. Riddick, but if so many slams and systems had arrests out for him, it would probably behoove you to go the safe route, especially after this fucked-up fiasco of not just having the ship you had been on crash, but having Zeke already killed by one of those creatures that lived on this planet, and another unnamed survivor accidentally killed by Zeke before that.

With a quick glance backwards to see just how far back Riddick was behind you (a movement that definitely caught his attention even from that distance), you hurried forward just a few steps more. You definitely didn't want to die, and right then, keeping yourself as far away from a definite killer would almost-certainly increase your chances of staying alive.

Continue reading (B) if you feel that Riddick has more depth than he shows

"I think he's an interesting fellow," you said quietly to the teenager. At Jack's surprised look, you had to laugh lightly. "I said 'interesting'; not that he is safe."

"At least interesting isn't boring, you know? Which is what everyone else is."

You were about to reply when the noise of a boot digging sharply into the loose sand caught your attention and you turned. Fry and Imam had stopped, looking back at Paris who jogged away from the rest and then fell to his knees, grabbing at something the same time Riddick had hold of whatever that same thing was.

There were a few seconds of pausing before Paris and Riddick rose.

From that distance, you couldn't hear what was said, but then you saw Riddick shake Paris's hand, before downing an entire? bottle of booze. Ah, so that's what Paris dropped.

Whatever it was, your prolonged staring had the effect of Riddick lowering his head after that drink and looking straight back at you. A slow smile appeared on his face as he tipped the now-empty bottle in your direction, almost a toast with the ghost of now-drunk booze.

You allowed yourself to smile back and resumed your march. But you slowed down enough to join Fry and Imam who were now immediately behind you.

Maybe the best way to survive this fucked up, godforsaken place and those predators that had already taken Zeke was to stick to another dangerous predator. Maybe that was the best way to make sure your ass had a seat on that abandoned ship off this planet.

[ruporas]

trigunned the hades or hadesed the trigun (id in alt)

[wasabi-gumdrop]

Kabru has a secret admirer in the castle!

[princeyam]

Anniversary

[not-equippedforthis]

forever mourning how granada holmes never adapted the three garridebs. diabolical. unbelievable, even. 'if you had killed watson you would not have made it out of this room alive' but in brett's frightfully intense and low, biting, hissing voice. the violent, wild stare versus the gentle hand on watson's knee. all of that precarious control getting flung out the window. the humanity of it. gritting my teeth can you fucking imagine.

[lucabyte]

Taking pride in One's own appearance.

[kingkatsuki]

Do your blorbos ever look at each other inside your blorbo mansion and wonder “what the fuck is that guy doing here?”

[cherrirui-official]

I hope u guys don't mind me posting these au doodles while I work on things ahaha

I also gave JD slightly longer hair in these doodles as a funny haha but I don't think it's funny anymore he looks genuinely good with his hair like that ahahaha I hope you're not mad at me for changing his au design a bit

[mickedy]

I love the headcanon of toons being able to innately speak in Dings. although I think maybe only the older toons can do it, at least the ones made before sound in movies was a popular thing and they had to learn English. Mickey and Os probably do it they want to be mysterious, heh

[bacchuschucklefuck]

doing chibi is a good design exercise bc it forces u to think on shapes n essential details, essentially thumbnailing ur designs. its also a terrible design exercise bc it ends up looking cute no matter what

[screwpinecaprice]

Oh oof I slipped and hit them with dark and serious beam. 😣

[knox-knocks]

Maybe exy is a little boring to him — but andrew doesn’t just not care about exy, neil notes in the beginning of tfc that he seems to outright resent it. boredom doesn’t bring about resentment. but do you know what does? the idea that a sport you barely give a shit about is the only reason anyone gives a shit about you

[gummi-ships]

Kingdom Hearts 3 - The Land of Departure

[driftingballoons]

Good choice, what could go wrong?

[sukunasbow]

cassie riding your thigh at a party ; mdni

walking into the living room of your house, you sit down on the huge white couch, keeping slight distance away from the other teenagers making out. you turn on your phone and check the time, realizing it’s midnight. it’s officially your birthday, yet it doesn’t feel like it. maybe it’s simply the fact that you’re getting older, or maybe it’s the fact that you’re sitting alone despite having almost the entire school crowding around your house, but a sense of dread fills you as you stare down at your phone.

maddy perez, your closest friend, insisted on throwing you a huge birthday party, despite your pleas for her to keep it a small and intimate celebration with some of your friends. now, she’s nowhere to be found, after she had stormed off when cassie showed up with nate jacobs, maddy’s ex boyfriend. it’s obvious to everyone but cassie that nate is still in love with maddy, considering just a few minutes you watched nate ditch the blonde to go and chase after his ex girlfriend.

a bitter feeling rises in your throat at thought of how your friend left you alone at a party you didn’t even want.

“hey.” a sweet but quiet voice, compared to the loud music, interrupts your spiral of emotions and causes you to look up from your phone.

“oh, cassie. hi.” you give her a tight smile, placing your phone beside you. if maddy was here, she’d be pissed that you’re even responding to the blonde girl. the three of you were an inseparable trio a while ago, until cassie went and fucked it all up over some asshole that was never good enough for her or maddy.

despite all of this, you try your best to remain civil. although, when you slowly drag your eyes up and down cassie, taking in how good she looks, a guilty part of you considers the fact that you’re responding to her for something else.

maddy and cassie were aware and supportive of the fact that you like girls, but only maddy knew that you had a bit of a crush on cassie. that’s why you and maddy bonded over the heartache of seeing nate and cassie roaming the school hallways.

“um, lexi helped me make cupcakes for you, since it’s your birthday. there’s a plate in the kitchen but i grabbed two, so do you want one?” cassie holds up two vanilla cupcakes with pink frosting in front of you.

“oh, that’s sweet. thank you.” you take a cupcake from her and carefully unwrap it, taking a bite of it. “delicious.” you awkwardly hum, wiping a bit of icing off of your lips and placing the rest of the cupcake on the coffee table in front of you.

she chews on her bottom lip, a nervous habit you’ve always noticed. “can i sit there?” she gestures to the small space between you and a horny couple.

“go ahead.” you nod.

with a small grin, she carefully wedges herself next to you while holding her own cupcake, although she’s pretty much sitting on your thigh due to the lack of space. “sorry.” she lets out a small laugh when she takes notice of the seating predicament.

you let out a shaky breath, “you’re good.”

“you know..” cassie starts, moving closer to you, now fully sitting on your thigh, causing your breathing to grow shallow. “i’ve always noticed the way you act around me.” she leans back into you, whispering in your ear, slightly rolling her hips. the action and her tight dress sliding up lets you feel how soaked her panties are. “the way you get shy, when you’re normally bold around maddy.”

“i can be bold around you, cass.” you turn your head to whisper back in her ear.

her eyes close and she tosses her head back, resting it on your shoulder as she snakes her hand down her body and reaches under her dress, sliding her thong to the side so her pussy is exposed.

“okay, come on. you have a boyfriend and people are around us.” you stop her before she can get any further.

“he doesn’t need to know.” she practically moans in your ear. “nobody’s paying attention to us, pretty much everyone here is dry humping each other.” she lets out a light laugh.

you debate what to do. part of you wants to let her continue, but another part reminds you how much shit you’ll be in with maddy and nate.

before you can choose, she’s calling you in like a siren as she pulls her dress down a bit, discreetly starting to grind her hips back and forth on the flesh of your thigh, leaving a trail of her juices as she rubs her clit on you. cassie can’t hold back her moans, letting out high pitched noises of pleasure. no one manages to notice over the music and their own dancing and hooking up, but you don’t want her to feel bad, so you take the cupcake she almost dropped out of her hands, and reach around her body, bringing it to her mouth. she looks confused for a second but realizes why you’re doing it. the blonde girl takes a huge bite out of it and chews it, her moans successfully muffled and letting her freely rock her hips, getting herself off on your thigh.

[freckleslikestars]

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