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professional-termite · 3 months

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imagine if the star trek tos gang had tumblr lol

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mannnn why are vulcans so.... ahfhfjfj lik????

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Hello captain.

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sPOCKWHEN DJD YOU GET TUMBLR

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Dr. McCoy reccommended this app to me this morning.

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okkkk i think me and dr mccoy need to have a TALK

#in the meantime i need to purge this blog eughhhh

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rb for reach!!

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FLOWER OF SCOTLAND SWEEP!! 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

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RUSSIAN ANTHEM SWEEEP!!! 🇷🇺🇷🇺🇷🇺🇷🇺🇷🇺

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who tf submitted a mitski song

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i did. it reminded me of how @'cptnjtkirk feels about @'1stofficerspock :]

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What?

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IGNOREE HIM PLEEASE

#bones istg

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if the enterprise was a woman id want her to sit on my face

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wRONG BLOG

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abt to go on my first mission, wish me luck!!

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med bay

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this is a callout post for @'cptnjtkirk hes a vulcan fucker and a war criminal

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you say that like theyre equally bad..?

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they are.

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too bad im not actually either of those things lmao

#i wish... #not about the war criminak thing obv i mean #wait dammit spock can see this blog nvm

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Posting Russian things every day, day 567: Nevsky potatoes!

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they look stupid

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i have your family name and home coordinates. you have 3 days to delete that post.

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ay, laddy...@'cptnjtkirk said to quit yer fighting!

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stfu ur in love with an ugly ass spaceship

#istg you starfleet ppl are like asking to get bullied or smthn #not my fault ur easy targets

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@'klingon-soldier-6 's full dox

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@'cptnjtkirk Sir, there's an asteroid coming towards the ship at an alarming speed! 3 hours until impact!

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cant we just move out of the way.? or blow it up

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I can't, sir! Our controls are all jammed!

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can confirm, @'cptnjtkirk sir!! nothings working!!

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how?? how could this have happened???

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shit

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"ooo mccoy what do i do" "oooh mccoy im in love with my first officer" "ooh mccoy--" boi stfu im a surgeon not a matchmaker

#go talk to someone else if you want help with that bucko #bones rambles

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i wish people would stop vagueposting about me :( at least @ me if ur gonna say something rude

#personal

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@'cptnjtkirk is a massive simp

#not what i meant but thanks i guess

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freyito · 7 months

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ᴊᴏʜɴɴʏ ᴄᴀɢᴇ & ᴋᴇɴꜱʜɪ ᴛᴀᴋᴀʜᴀꜱʜɪ ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴛᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴄᴀᴛᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ

el oh el! so funny story!!! i got cat called today! yaaaaay! ! ! ! ! i'm so absolutely fucking horrified and disgusted and eugh. i've been stalked and ive been followed home and eughhhh. so. i apologize for the heavy undertones of this post but PROJECTING!! this is helping me get over the feeling. i think. i dunno.

cw: ftm reader, afab, catcalling, mention of misgendering, comfort, pre-blind kenshi, not proofread

Johnny Cage

He loves showing you off. He keeps you close in public, like to the point where it's genuinely hard to walk because of it. He's pulled you in by the waist, his hand firm. As if you'll escape from him. But, you won't even try. You like this.

So, when some random asshole across the street calls out to you, something something about your boobs, at first he's like "Awh, lil ol' me?". But holy shit. He is seething.

Johnny takes the attention off of you. And inadvertently threatens the loser. Well... it's more than obvious, actually. He's 6'1, built like a statue, and filled with enough rage to make a rabid dog cower.

He doesn't let go of you, though. And he's surprisingly rational. All he really has to do is stare the man down, make him uncomfortable. Beyond so, actually. He's getting quite erotic with this man.

And when the catcaller finally walks away, he relaxes only slightly. Johnny would beat that man to a pulp if he could, but he'd rather not get arrested, nor would he want the press getting a hold of that.

But now, he's more concerned about you. You went from glued to his hip to shying away, a horrible empty, gut-wrenching, nauseous feeling washing over you.

He doesn't allow you to sulk, he's grabbing your hand and power-walking to the car. That's enough of the public, today. And once you two are safely in the car, he's affirming you. Like, absolutely drowning you in the fact that you are his boy, his boyfriend, his and all his and no other man has a right to treat you that way. To talk to you that way. He doesn't have that right, either. At home, he's got a bath drawn immediately, he's picked out clothes for you, and has ordered your favorite food.

Kenshi Takahashi

He's also about as close as Johnny is to you out in public. But he gives you enough space to walk properly. It's so very clear that you are his.

So, when he heard that sharp whistle, he didn't even have to listen to what the assailant called out. He turns quickly, but he doesn't leave your side. He simply turns.

Kenshi is an ex-gangster, dammit. He could beat this man until he was unrecognizable, he's got all sorts of repentance lined up for the asshole across the street. How many fingers shall he take? Any ink on his skin worth keeping?

But he doesn't move. He doesn't talk. That is enough to make the assailant run off, tail between his legs. And he makes damn sure of it.

Once Kenshi's sure the man is at least a block down, he turns back to you and holds you closely. Almost as if he's hiding you. He doesn't allow you to retreat within yourself, he doesn't even want to think of how you feel.

He walks away quickly, finding a quiet place to calm you down. He's as hands on or off as you want him to be, he understands if suddenly you don't want to be touched.

And he's quick to bring you back to the car, as well. The car ride home is quiet, but he pampers you when you get home. He actually affirms you more than Johnny, he's very insistent and emphasizes every single masculine word, pronoun, everything as he talks. At home, he's already got a little den set up for you, with your favorite books, he'll offer to draw a bath for you, he's ready to cook your favorite food, and has white noise playing from the TV.

#*ੈ✩ freyito #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat x male reader #mortal kombat x ftm reader #mortal kombat 1 x reader #mortal kombat 1 x male reader #mortal kombat 1 x ftm reader #kenshi takahashi x reader #kenshi takahashi x male reader #kenshi takahashi x ftm reader #johnny cage x reader #johnny cage x male reader #johnny cage x ftm reader #mk x reader #mk x male reader #mk x ftm reader #mk1 x reader #mk1 x male reader #mk1 x ftm reader

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pear1escence · 5 months

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Bedrotters

Keegan P. Russ x fem!Reader

Content Warnings: brief mention of weapons and killing.

A/N: Eh. Eughhhh.

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He was dead asleep as soon as his arms were wrapped around you. His head resting in the crook of your neck, taking in the scent of that sugary perfume he loved, deafening the soft snores that fell from his lips.

There’s a bitterness to his return, edging at the feeling of relief that had soothed your soul when his car had pulled into the driveway. A numb feeling of sadness, a trace of the worry that gnawed at you for every day that had passed since he was supposed to be back.

He’s okay. He’s safe, here, with you. It’s comforting, having his body pressed up to yours, a physical confirmation of the words you keep repeating in your head.

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Keegan’s still asleep by the time you’ve left the house, a quick run to the grocery store to grab your missing ingredients for tonight’s dinner. The man must’ve tired himself out to the bone, cause when you return and the house is still silent, no sound of his records playing some old song, no sound of metal scraping against metal while he worked on some repair in the kitchen, you find him sleeping in your bedroom.

His gear still in a pile on the floor, stained with dirt and blood. The digital clock on his nightstand tells you that you have more than enough time to get dinner ready. Enough time to have him in your arms for a little while longer.

The sound of one of your favourite CDs, a collection of slow, melancholic love ballads plays from your speakers on the dresser. The words sound from your lips, a lullaby sung softly for your lover.

You remain like that for a while, humming to the tune of whatever songs are playing. Your mind wanders on its own as you admire Keegan, looking so pretty even with his face still stained from his eyeblack. He’s lying comfortably in your heavy duvet with a soft expression on his face, a stark contrast to the hard image he splayed out for the rest of the world to see.

Your thoughts wander off on their own unmarked path, taking your watchfulness with them. Keegan stirs awake without you taking notice, pale blue eyes watching you as fingertips trace absentminded circles into his skin.

His voice brings you back to the main road, your eyes falling to him as he speaks. “Wish I could read your mind, know where your head goes when you zone out like that.” He sounds tired, voice scratchy from his slumber. His hand lifts to ruffle your hair, and just because you’ve missed him so much you let him, even though you’d otherwise flick his hand away in annoyance of him messing up your locks.

“Was just thinking about you.” You murmur, a genuine smile on your face as his hand moves to cup your cheek. He’s so gentle with you in these moments, when you’ve been yearning for each other for weeks and finally come back together. The roughness of which he handles his guns, the harsh grip he welds his knife with as it sinks into the flesh of an enemy soldier, is reformed so that he can touch you how he wishes. Smoothed down so that he can trace your skin and heal your scars instead of leaving you hurting from open wounds.

It’s difficult, leaving the rough environment of his work to come home to you, where he can be soft and gentle all he wants for a limited amount of time. It’s almost never sufficient, you want more, and you’re greedy for wanting more, but you know it batters him more than it does you.

Keegan’s body shifts upwards, his back slotting against the headboard as his arms hoist you up to hold your body to his. “Hey, stay with me.” He reinforces his words with a pinch to your side, causing you to yelp.

You glare at him, dramatically rolling your eyes at him before leaning into his chest and sticking your tongue out at him. “I am here. Haven’t gone anywhere, Keegs.” He scoffs, arms trapping you as they wrap around your body to pull you even closer, muscles tightening as if you would try to escape. “Y’know what I mean. Don’t like it when you slip away so easily.”

You could be falling asleep yourself nestled up to Keegan like this. A big hand slips underneath your shirt to squish the softness of your stomach, his head tipping forward to nibble at your shoulder. “S’long as you’re not getting stuck on stupid stuff, don’t put yourself in a bad mood, baby.” You hum in agreement. “Mm. Need to get dinner ready.”

He laughs silently, “Playing housewife?” He mutters against your skin, placing a loving kiss on your shoulder. You snort. “You need a shower. You stink.” You respond, feigning annoyance. You shriek as he turns your body to push your face close to him, “No, no! I’m not joking, I’m gonna need to change the bedsheets now, sweaty old man.” You giggle, glancing up at him and catching the sass of his eyeroll. “Mhm. Shut it.”

#Keegan p russ #cod Keegan #Keegan Russ #Keegan Russ x reader #Keegan p Russ x reader #cod x reader

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honeyviscera · 5 months

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aghh i've been watching sousou no frieren and just AGH there's so many things it does so well. overall the premise of the story being "what happens AFTER the big Hero's Journey™️?" is something so interesting to explore and also it treats its characters so gently. like yes some aspects of their personalities are used for a bit of comic relief but it's never overwhelming, and it never feels overdone, or reducing a character down to their "funny" traits.

personally i love how stark is written. upon his introduction i was like "eughhhh great we're going to have one of those 'comic relief' scaredy-cat characters who's always whining and crying and useless" but that's so not what he's turned out to be!! like yes he's scared of fighting but it's not treated as a weakness. and he never becomes "whiny" or "annoying". a lot of the times his concerns feel very realistic and justified! his fears aren't belittled or feel "overdone" at all! it's so refreshing to so a character who IS scared who DOES have fears but it's not to make him "weak" or "comic relief" or anything. augh i just love stark so much. and for eisen, his master, to admit that he was always scared too, and not treat it as a weakness, AUGH i love that "fierce legendary warrior" eisen EMBRACED being scared and it was never treated as "unmanly" or what have you. I LOVE EISEN SO MUCH TOO.

and frieren. frieren!!! she's so. she used to be so apathetic but just 10 years of her >1000 yr lifespan was enough to change her, even if she doesn't really realise it yet. she wants to know people better. she wants to keep collecting spells. she thinks she never got to really know himmel before he died but she's always thinking of the things he said to her and the advice he gave. she literally carries his memory with her wherever she goes. she's so. i feel like she has this air of being uncaring that even she herself is convinced of but she cares so deeply. i love her. i love her so much.

and fern! she so perfectly balances frieren's and stark's personalities and she's such a sweetheart while being sarcastic and practical. it's also very refreshing to see a character who's a mix of cold and warm. i love fern.

AUGH i just. souosou no frieren treats its characters SO gently and conscientously its SO refreshing to see. augh.

#sousou no frieren #frieren: beyond journey's end

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basu-shokikita · 3 months

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Dethentines 2024 Day 4

College AU or forced proximity

Happy Sunday, I finished this entry a few minutes ago! It was a no brainer between these two tropes, making the boys suffer is ALWAYS morally right. And I got a little carried away so this one is closer to a fic than a drabble. 🌸

Skwistok being stupid and flustered, go!

“Whats happens?” Toki asked, his eyes seeing nothing but darkness.

“Eughhhh….” Skwisgaar replied, not too far away from him, but Toki couldn’t see where. “Where…ams we?” He sounded confused.

Toki blinked, trying to remember what went down…

Charles had given them specific instructions. Go to the dungeons, don’t speak to anyone, deliver the package and get back to the main levels. And don’t play around the traps, especially do not play with the traps. They were not made for playing.

Toki dragged Skwisgaar with him, because he was bored and Skwisgaar was bored too though he probably would never admit it. And everything was going smoothly, until Skwisgaar thought it would be funny to start shoving Toki when they were close to those mysterious holes in the ground. Because he was an idiot and wanted to see Toki fall, no matter how many times Toki told him to stop it. Until Toki stumbled and held onto Skwisgaar out of reflex as he fell.

And then everything was black.

“Ah!” He let out a shout of realization. “You dildos, Skwisgaar! I tolds you to stops wif de pushings!”

“Ja, and dens you fells and-” There was a thud, most likely Skwisgaar impacting against something. “What de hells?”

“Whats?”

“I tries to moves and-” Another thud. “I hits against somethingks. Where ams we?”

“I don’t knows!” Toki said with exasperation. “I can’ts even sees! Does you have a lampterns?”

“Toki, why woulds I carries an lants in my owns houses?” Skwisgaar asked, with that tone like Toki had said something incredibly stupid.

“Wells, you shoulds!” Toki started feeling around. It’s not like he hadn’t spent his childhood in dark places, it just so happened that he wasn’t used to this one. Okay, so he was lying down and there was something hard all under him. He knocked it. Wood most definitely.

Then, he stretched his arm to see how far it went but, before too long, he hit a corner that went upwards, and then another corner that went to the left and above him. If he could reach it with his fingertips that meant it was small. When Toki stretched his left arm, he almost immediately came across something soft, fabric?

“Eugh…?”

Toki kept fondling the unknown texture against his palm. “What ams this?”

“Dats…woulks be mines ass, Toke.” Skwisgaar said in a low tone and Toki jolted so hard he felt his head knock against the wood.

“Wh-Why ams yous ass soes close to mes!” He screeched, pulling his arm away in a frenzy. “What ams wrongs wif yous?!”

“I tolds you I tries to-” Skwisgaar knocked hard against something. “Odins! Dere ams no goddamns spaces in dis plasckes!”

“We needs light!” Toki exclaimed with desperation. “Looks for lights!”

“Okeys, okeys…” Judging by the awkward taps he was hearing, Skwisgaar was searching. Eventually, he stopped. “I thinks I founds somethingks.”

“Ja?”

“Ja…” There was a click and a flash, red light blinding them. Toki instantly covered his face and closed his eyes. After a while, he opened them and it took a while to process the sight.

And when it did, it was the opposite of reassuring.

They were stuck in some sort of enclosed space, with Skwisgaar on top of him, his head facing Toki’s feet and his crotch hovering over Toki’s chest and his legs resting on the sides of Toki’s head. There was hardly any space to move away from each other.

“What de fucks…” He let out in abject horror.

“Eugh…” Skwisgaar tried to look back, clearly not quite aware yet of what Toki was seeing. “Dis why I couldnts moves earliers.” He tried to back away and Toki saw his ass fastly approaching his face.

“Waits, Skwisgaar!” He raised his hand but stopped inches away from touching his bandmate’s behind. “Don’s move…yous ass is…ams closes to mes right nows…”

“Oh.” Skwisgaar said almost unemotionally. After a pause, he added. “Ams it like de sixty nines-”

“Ja.”

There was some rustling and Toki glimpsed at Skwisgaar moving his head, most likely to confirm the information. ““...Fucks.”

“J-Ja.”

“Nows what?”

Toki tried to think. All things taken in account, he had the better position. Skwisgaar was propped on his arms and legs, there was no way he was going to be able to stay like that for a long time. And when he gave in…

The image that popped in Toki’s mind was so obscene that he had to physically shake off his head. “Tries movings soes we ams facing each others…faces.”

There was a short-lived silence. “Why don’ts you moves?” Skwisgaar sounded irritated.

“Because ams de ones betweens de woods-walls and yous?!” Toki huffed in disbelief. To demonstrate his point, he lifted his knee and it impacted against Skwisgaar’s shoulder.

“Augh!” Skwisgaar groaned in pain and weakly punched Toki’s calf.

“Sees? I can’ts even moves!”

Grumbling, Skwisgaar began the process of changing positions. He twisted his body to the side before burying his head in his chest and moving to the right. Clumsily, his legs followed, not without Skwisgaar’s boot rubbing against Toki’s face.

“Heys!”

Skwisgaar ignored him and continued, purposefully sinking his elbow into Toki’s chest as he moved. Annoyed, Toki grabbed him by the wrists to move him faster.

“Don’ts touch!” Skwisgaar complained, running his hands over Toki’s face like a child.

“Yous-” Toki slapped Skwisgaar’s hands with his own. “Yous de ones touchings!”

“Yous startedks!”Skwisgaar was now shoving his fingers inside Toki’s mouth.

“Youghh…busheds me!” Toki retaliated by digging his digits into Skwisgaar’s nose.

“Eugh- Yous mades me falls!”

Slaps and kicks were delivered everywhere, Toki wasn’t even looking what he was punching against, just that it was Skwisgaar’s body. They groaned and cursed and were certainly going to stay frantically hitting each other for an indefinite time until they heard a weird noise in the distance.

Skwisgaar went still. “W-Whats was dats?”

“I don’t knows…” Toki couldn’t hear it anymore. He wondered how deep they were, if maybe there weren’t monsters in the vicinity. He swallowed heavily. “Maybes we shouldn’ts makes noises for nows.”

Skwisgaar nodded in agreement. “Ja.”

As they stared at one another in silence, Toki realized that maybe his suggestion was foul. They were so close to each other now that Toki could see Skwisgaar’s pearly sweat forming on his forehead, could feel his hot breath on his face and his chest pressed against Toki’s.

“Eugh…” Skwisgaar seemed to notice as well and he shifted his body, to decrease the physical closeness, to no avail. There was no space to move to, one of his knees resting between Toki’s legs. “Dis ams…”

If anything, Toki was glad the light was red because then Skwisgaar wouldn’t notice his flushed cheeks. “M-Maybes turns off de lights?” He suggested, thinking it would be less uncomfortably intimate if they didn’t have to gaze at each other’s faces.

“Ja, good ideas.” Skwisgaar accepted and his foot began searching for the switch. His eyes strayed away from Toki, frowning deeply and biting down his bottom in concentration and Toki briefly wondered if that’s how Skwisgaar looked in bed before rejecting the thought in a panic.

“Ah!” Skwisgaar looked at Toki victorious and Toki wished it had been in any situation but this one. “I finds it!” And like that, the last thing Toki saw was Skwisgaar sticking his tongue out with his eyes rolled back before they were plunged into darkness again.

Fuck his life, seriously.

There was another noise and the space trembled and Skwisgaar just fell on top of Toki, no longer propping himself up with his limbs. “What da fucks ams goingks on?” Skwisgaar asked, the fear prevalent in his voice.

“Oh, Gods…” Toki said, just as scared. He had been so busy thinking about the space they were in, how cramped it was, that he had forgotten to think about how the hell were they going to leave. “Ams we goings to-” The space shook violently and he instinctively clung to Skwisgaar. “Oh, Gods!”

“Fucks…” Skwisgaar whispered, his face buried in Toki’s shoulder. “Fucks, fucks, fucks…”

“I don’ts wants to dies…” Toki said, his eyes watering.

“I don’ts wants to dies eide- uh, Toki?” Skwisgaar suddenly lifted his head.

“W-Whats?” Toki’s voice was shaky.

“Ams you…Ams you hards right nows?”

“Whats?!” Toki let go of Skwisgaar. “No, ams no-” The space shook again and he was back at hugging Skwisgaar in fear. “Ahhh!!” He screamed like a child.

“Ahhhh!” Skwisgaar echoed him as the shaking grew worse and worse.

Toki closed his eyes, preparing himself for the end. His life was flashing before his eyes when…

“Toki?” A familiar voice called him. “Skwisgaar?”

Toki opened his eyes. “Was dats…?”

“Toki? Skwisgaar? Just answer if you’re there, boys!”

“Ams dat…?” Skwisgaar trailed off.

“Alright, they’re not here.” Charles said. “Let’s keep looking.”

Panicked, Toki and Skwisgaar yelled at the same time.

“Helps!”

“Helps us!”

“We ams downs here!”

“Quicks, dere ams bigs monsters whats gonsa eats us!”

“Helps us!

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Toki and Skwisgaar looked down in shame as their manager scolded them in his office. Apparently, while messing around, they had fallen into one of the torture traps designed for…Dethklok’s enemies. It was a slow asphyxiation kind of deal, coupled with potential decrease in temperature and eventual crushing. They would’ve certainly suffered a slow and excruciating death if Charles hadn’t realized they were taking too long to come back.

The most embarrassing part was, though, when the Klokateers rescued them and Toki discovered Skwisgaar hadn’t been lying about his you-know-what being awake. Really awake. Nobody referred to it, but still.

While glancing down at his own groin, Toki decided two things. He was never asking Charles for stuff to do ever again. And he was especially never bringing Skwisgaar with him again.

#dethentines #dethentines2024 #skwisgaar skwigelf #toki wartooth #skwistok #metalocalypse #my writing #no beta we die like men etc #tw claustrophobia #just in case

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