oh no I’ve discovered angel telapathy while reading Lucifer fic. MA’AM I grew up in the Doctor/Rose fandom, YOU KNOW TELEPATHY IS MY WEAKNESS.

gale voice here feel the pulse of the magic in my heart that will eventually be the end of me. im on my knees before you like an animal showing its belly. im in excrutiating pain bc of the contact with the magic in my heart but please dont take your hand away please dont stop touching me

miniature. he was miniature.

and when he turned ten he shot a rabbit and cried ALL WEEK. thats a seven day cry. is that not the worst thing youve ever heard.

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i'm a horror writer at heart but i like shoujo and big feelings which is why i'm here in gothic vkei central with daisuke

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Tony’s a squishy human in a tin can and missions can be absolutely brutal for his body. He finishes missions so stiff, sore, it can take weeks for him to get back to normal. But one day Steve sees him in the workshop trying to roll out a knot in his neck and just. Gives him a quick rub with his palm. Just a few seconds, not even really thinking about it. And omgggggggg Tony just goes absolutely boneless - makes a noise that has Steve’s eyebrows skyrocketing bc he sounds so… uhm… you know. Hot.

Anyways sorry. My point is Tony is touch starved and human and makes slutty noises when he gets massaged and Steve is horny and strong and spends the next several months learning all the best techniques to draw those noises out of the other man.

YES YES YES YES YES YES YES 10000% ANON

I’m obsessed with all the self-sacrificial implications of Tony being so in want & in need of physical contact and yet choosing to wrap himself up at all times in hard unyielding armor anyway: whether that be by putting on the suit or by keeping everyone at an arm’s distance with sleight of hand & showmanship.

And and and and!!! Steve being most aroused by Tony when he’s not even trying to be seductive, Steve being enamored towards Tony being taken care of, to the sounds of Tony’s unguarded pleasure regardless of whether it’s explicitly sexual or not! Tony thinking that he can’t possibly be worthy of love & affection because he’s so soft & weak & needy compared to the rest of the team and Steve loving him all the more when Tony finally drops all the armor, trusting Steve enough to let him crack through all the iron to put his hands on the man underneath

a junkyard dog ain't always pretty but you always love that toothless smile

everytime i see something about tuvix i am filled with inhumane rage ngl

thinking about frankenstein's monster again, not anything in particular just kinda brain rotating him like he's the well liked side character of a bad shonen anime

To the shock of absolutely no one (certainly not me) all of Jacob's bad actions are "human" and "sad" and "he says sorry" and Emma's a horrific toxic nightmare bitch whose every single breath has the most malicious of intents. 

“As it was in the dawn of our days As it will be for all tomorrows To you, my husband, I consecrate all that I am. T’Pel, my wife. From you I receive all that I am. As it was in the beginning, so shall it be now. Two bodies, one mind.“                                                                   - Pon Farr Ritual Lines

Tuvok can have a little overwhelming guilt, sorrow and heartache as a treat. Also, people need to start talking about that fucking Pon Farr opener because it’s hardcore and so loving. Anyway so I was thinking about the fact that pon farr is a bonding ritual which helps to alleviate fever...how intimate that would be and how it’d feel to have to share that kind of thing with a facsimile of the person you care about.  It’s not just sex, it’s love. And Tuvok loves his wife - to the point that even having sex with a hologram that didn’t look like T’Pel was unacceptable to him. To the point that he noticed that her ears were 4 millimeters too long. It must be difficult knowing that your wife is there, waiting for you, still in love with you, but you can’t reach her.  It must be difficult holding a woman who looks almost exactly like your wife but where she had a mind as familiar to you as your own (a mind which was your own, as yours was hers) this woman has only a static buzz and a voice you half-remember. I think it’d be very complicated and painful! And so so interesting! And I was picturing Tuvok, still under the pon farr’s influence, feeling so bad about not being able to control himself and also missing T’Pel and his children and regretting being trapped in the delta quadrant and just like....crying. All of his emotions from the past few years are just bubbling to the surface. And Holo T’Pel doesn’t know. She can’t help him like the real T’Pel could. She can’t receive his telepathic apology or pain or love and he won’t say it out loud because her inability to respond/understand is painful and in his state he feels the pain is deserved. What use would talking to a hologram be? It would just be even more pathetic. But Holo T’Pel sees that he’s crying she asks what’s wrong and when he doesn’t answer she presses their heads together as if they actually could speak properly, telepathically, and know each other. But they can’t.  They are two bodies, two minds. They will never become one.

gritting my teeth so hard sparks fly out why is it so hard to ask people to sit down and watch something you like with you

Feel free to skip on past this, I’ve just gotta ramble for a minute bc i cant stop thinking about this kid from work last week. They were so much like me at that age (5-6th grade) that I didn’t know how to interact with them? I didn’t know what to say to them bc I don’t know what I needed to hear back then, what I would’ve WANTED to hear? What would I have even listened to? They were almost entirely silent and looked out at the world with a hesitant curiosity, but would pull back so fast as soon as you tried to interact w them. Little to no eye contact, face hidden in hair, always looking down, following others until they could strike off on their own and just quietly explore. Intently focusing on drawing any chance they got. We did an art project and they hunched over their piece the entire time and wouldn’t let any of us see it in progress, refusing to look up or acknowledge us if we asked to see it or to know what it was. Idk. I barely interacted w them while they were with us for those few days bc I didn’t know how? It almost hurt to try? It was like looking back into a time machine and i didn’t know how to tell them that it does get better,,, I still don’t even know if where I am is better, some days feel so unsure that I don’t think I’ve made any progress at all. But seeing that kid, idk. I’ve come pretty far. And it DOES get better. Maybe it’s not the best now, or even that great at all, but it’s better. I wish I could’ve told them but I don’t think they’d have wanted to hear it anyway

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