#HELP MEEEEEE HELP MEEEEEEEEE

[sunflowervoiding]

> you're telling me this brandon works???

> HFERHRRHRHHJRH HRHGHRRHEKFRRRRRH HHHGGGGGG > SOMEBODY SEDATE MEEEEEEEE

[lillazyboithings]

Michie save me...save....save me Michie...

[koneko48]

Togashi's fan letter

hello everyone!!!!

Today i was wondering..... how to send a letter to togashi-sensei ??????? plz can someone answer meeeeee!!!! I never wrote a fanletter my whole life idk how it's supposed to beeeeeeeee plz help meeeeeeeee

[tea-the-not-understanding]

oh come on, it fit them!

I can write the whole fic in A03!!

where Shadow milk very obsessive and ever since he's freed from the silver tree, he yearn so badly to meet his crush he had before he were imprisoned. Because of the imprisoned, he missed Spice so much that he were crazy, or even DYING to get to see him again.

AND AND when Shadow milk finally get to see Spice again, his obsessive behavior is let out, making him chasing Spice to finally fulfill his fantasies he have during the imprison in the fork thingy!

I can continue where when Shadow milk caught Spice, he can use the string ability to bond and you can guess the whole scene next ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

@the-tricksters-domain @enter-the-hellfire

HELP MEEEEEE

HELP MEEEEEEEEE PLEASEEEEE

@ask-churro-cookie HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

I AM AN ARTIST, WHAT DID I DO TO SUFFER THIS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

[devils-little-sistaaa]

Shit my head is hot as a stove top and the rest of my body is cold as the freezer SOMEBODY HELP MEEEEEE WHAT DID THOSE GOD DAMN ARBYS CHEESE STICKS TO MEEEEEEEEE

[jess-le-mess]

Feedist Kinktober 2024 - Day 10

Prompts: Full Moon 🌕 / Containment Breach ☢️

[Content notes: fat bi cis woman MC; trans MtF supporting character; muscular cis butch supporting character; body issues]

Going Viral

"Danaaaaa

Help meeeeeeeeeee"

The harsh light of the phone drew Dana out of the light sleep she'd drifted into.

It was 11:00 pm.

Hurriedly, Dana replied to her friend:

"Jade, where are you? Are you okay?"

The reply came another minute later:

"My asssss went viralllllllllll

And a person I know found meeeeeeeee"

Dana put the phone down for a second. Looked around. Looked at Vivian, her sleeping girlfriend, then took a breath and then texted again.

"Jade

What?"

"Okay so

I thought my ass looked great in these underwear I bought and like

I took a photo and put it on my anonymous Tumblr???

As you do

But like

it broke containment

and I guess my lower back tattoo was visible???

And like

I got a DM from this lady like 'Jade???'"

Jade had a tattoo on her lower back that was a small hazard symbol and said "Unfit for human consumption." She found her friend's self-deprecating humor kind of annoying sometimes, but it was cute, in a way.

"But, like, how would that person even know it was you? Surely it's not that rare of a tattoo???"

"Oh

yeah

about that?

we did hook up

like a few times

so maybe that's why."

Dana looked over at the sleeping Vivian again and sighed. Sweet Vivian, who knew to go to bed at 9:30pm and had probably zero friends who texted later than that. Oh how she wished she was curled up next to her, her girlfriend's strong arms enveloping her.

"So, like, I'm sorry your ass escaped containment but, respectfully, what is it you want me to do here, love?"

"idk dana idk

i'm deep in it"

"Okay, well, that girl. Who is she? Your boss?"

"no dana

she's a barista where i get my daily coffee and treat"

"Okay barista. So that's not bad, right? And you hooked up with her?"

"i did yeah"

"And that was that, but now she's in your DMs?"

"that is correct"

"Did she like what she saw?"

"maybe"

"So why don't you, like, ask her out on a date or whatever? I haven't been single in years, but I think that's how people do this."

"i can't"

"You can't?"

"i don't think she would want that"

"Why not?"

"i ghosted her cuz i knew she wouldn't want me for real"

Dana sighed at the phone. Vivian was starting to stir.

"Please explain?"

"she's this like little teeny tiny girl with bouncy curly hair and i'm just fat af"

Dana watched her girlfriend's eyes slowly open, that lost expression of those awakened in the middle of the night. She swore under her breath at Jade and her stupid viral behind.

"But she liked the pic, Jade. She's clearly still into you, even after ghosting. God knows why with your personality, but you are in fact hot so deal with that. Hit her up if you like her."

"What if she makes fun of meeeeee"

With a sleepy nod, Vivian took Dana's phone and flicked through the texts. She looked at Dana with a sympathetic frown before typing:

"Jade, sweetie, this is Vivian. I swear to god if you don't shut up and recognize that you're a certified smokeshow who also has a nice personality when she's not being fucking annoying and waking people up in the middle of the night because her butt got too famous I will go to your house and I will pick you up and, like, throw you in a lake. My girlfriend needs her beauty rest even though she's already the most beautiful girl in the world. Good fucking night and I hope it works out between you and the barista xoxo"

A few more minutes, and then:

"sorry viv (and dana)

night"

[moonlight-marrow]

HELP MEEEEEE AAAAAAAAAA *gets dragged into an undertale hyperfixation* SAVE MEEEEEEEEE

[statticscribbles]

Cough Syrup

Summary: Mighty Ducks, Charlie Conway/Reader Charlie gets sick and refuses to admit it

Charlie hadn’t gotten out of bed and it was almost noon. While you weren’t worried about it until you’d heard him coughing and then when you’d tried to check on him he’d almost slammed the door before repeatedly blowing his nose and clearly trying to not sound sick.

“You alright?” You don’t even bother letting him finish, just glaring until he shakes his head, you can’t help but laugh when he sneezes; his own body giving him up that he’s sick.

“You feeling okay?” He doesn’t answer just trudging past you to the bathroom, he emerges looking no more awake than he did, but the addition of water dripping down his face.

“Charlie you okay? You can go back to bed, it’s only like noon.”

“Oh shit I have-” He doesn’t finish, a wave of coughing breaking off his train of thought and your glare stopping him from actually doing anything about it besides sort of sulking back to bed.

He’s more awake when he stumbles to the kitchen and blinks at you for a few moments.

“You okay babe?” Do you need anything?”

“Head hurts.”

“Okay what else?”You prompt but he just looks longingly at the couch before settling onto it and then glaring once more when you try to put a blanket on him.

“I can do it myself!”

“Five minutes ago you were freaking out cause it was basically one pm and you slept the whole morning.”

”You have a slight fever, but it doesn’t seem too bad…” You grimace a little when he coughs and spits a little phlegm into one of the tissues.

“Are you hungry at all?”

“No.” He coughs more than speaks and you nod, letting him know you’re going to take a shower, and he should watch something on the tv.

“Charlie you’re sick! Stop getting up and trying to cook!!! Don’t you dare!” You’d throw a pillow at him but he’s already holding a pot and trying to open a can of soup one handed. He seems concerned, and you remember that when he’d started sniffling earlier in the week you’d stocked up on chicken soup, specifically the kind you have to open with a can opener.

“Least I’m not trying to train..” He grumbles when you finally manage to get him to sit down on the couch. You’d coerced him over with the promise that both of you were having the lunch you made, and while that’s not a lie at all you’re a little annoyed at how awake he’s looking. Despite the bags under his eyes and the occasional coughing fit he doesn’t seem to be that sick. Of course pressing your hand against his forehead almost burns you with the fever.

You’re a little worried that he doesn’t move much, beyond trying to lift his arm.

“What do you need babe?”

“Hold meeeeee…”

“I’m sitting next to you.”

“Moreeeeeee.”

“I can’t sit closer to you; I’m practically laying on top of you.”

“Cuddle meeeeeeeee.” He whines as if someone is dying and you can't help but laugh a little.

“I have to pee Charlies, let me go; if you do I’ll bring back a little ice cream.”

He scowls a little but his arms loosen enough for you to get up. You return moments later, with the ice cream as promised but he glares at the bottle in your hand, cough syrup.

“Charlie, you have to take something; otherwise neither of us will be able to sleep tonight.” The glare stays on his face even after he takes the cough syrup and you kiss him.

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[almalvo]

STAR TREK: ENTERPRISE S4E18 "In A Mirror, Darkly Part 1"

oh my god its the freaking scene from the tng star trek movie. of vulcans landing and meeting zefram.

im sorry the vulcans getting shot lik ehtat was horrifying but also wt fis this non intro??? what is THIS WHAT IS THIS INTENSE INTRO MUSIC OH MY GOD OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOD MIRRORRRVERSESESE FUCKKKK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HOLY SHIIIIIIITTTTTUHHHHHH FUUUCKKK MEEEEEEEEE THIS INTRO GOES SO HARD THOUGH HOLD ON WAIT WHAT THE FUCK OH M;Y GOD I STARTED CRYING INSTANTLY WHEN IT HIT ME OH MY GOD IM FUCKIGN CRYING RIGHT NOWWW nah mirror linda park is lame boo

i like scruffy hair archer not hedgehog man XD PORTHOS NO COME BAKCK BEAGLETHOS linda and archer idk about that but also oml how archer caught her knife

oh my god first time we getr to see on screen tholian

im sorry but when archer said "break him"… sorry but some of hte best anger ive seen in post tos star trek series is archer. eugh hearing a dude as the computer voice is so odd majel come bacvk man if i could draw my face while watching all this ent mirrorverse haha blakc haired archer interesting OH MY GODDDA AAAAA ITS AN NC CONSTITUTIONAL CLASS STAR SHIP OH SHIIIT

dont tell tpol to shut up rude FUCKING DEFIANTTTTT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THAT SHAPE THE BEAUTY OH MY FUCK AAAAAAAAAAAAA THE PHAAAAASSSEEERRRRRRRRRRRRR FUCKKK M EMMEMEMEE IM JUST SQUEALING THIS WHOLE EPISDOE THE THOLIAN WEEBBBB FUCKKKK

THE FUCK ING BRIDGEEEEEE IM CRYINGGGGGG IM YELLING AJOFDASIJOAGJ PLOEASE HELP ME SOMEONE PLEASE HELLPP MEEEEEE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ITS THE BRDIGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE FUCKING HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA the drigee the chair the sounds thje buttons the fucking everyhgign the screen the lift IM DYINGGGG this music at the end literally movie ending music fuck me

THE FUCKING GREEEEEEN SHIIIIIIIRRRRRRT IM FUCKING CRYING IM IN TEARS HELLP MEEEEE FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUC FH THE PANTS IM im gonna faint oh my god im going to me l t help help me dude. what a fucking honour it must be to get to wear those clothes, hold those props, press those buttons, see those lights, hear those sounds… from where it all began….. what a f u c k i n g honour. G GG G G GORRRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN

whooAAAAAAAOHAAA seeing that animated gorn hol y shit i miss the disco eyes and the dress BUT IS HE WEARING THE DRESS THOUGH? THE DRESS? sorry seeing archer slide in from archers let was funny they should make a fucking star trek escape room. please. please. why has this not been done yet. PLESE. oh m;y god lok at the interiouir i want my house to ook like this i dont fucking care THE COMMUNICATORSS no but that green shirt works great on archer oh my god tpol has eye shadow THE FUCKING EYE SHADOW ugh the og phaser looks so nice to hold it looks so nice in the hand ugh i love all of it im fucking i cant contain myself OH OHHHH THATTTT GORNNNNNNNN THOUGHHHH??? NO I MISS HIS DISCO EYESSSSSS BRING BACK THE DISCO EYESSSS OH MY GOD HE HAS THE DRESSSS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS THE MOST IMPORTANT FACTOR HEEEE HASS THEEE DRESSSSSSS FUCKKKKKKKK YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH 3D CHESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS nobut gorn looked the BEST in tos… am i wrong though. am i wrong. oh my fuck.

UGHHH BEARDED VULCAN UGHHH MY GOD THE WAY THE DEFIANT LOOKS SWOOPING IN FROM THE RIGHT LIK EHTAT OH MY GOD SEX XY OH MY GFUCKING SO SEXXXXYYYY UGHHHH SHES SOO MUCH BIGGER TAHN NX I MEAN YEAH OFC BUT TO SEEEE IT LIKE THAT IS NEXT LEVEL OH MY GOD THIS IS JUST TOO MUCH THIS IS TOO MUCH A TREAT I AM KJUST 'IJAYHTEI

im not into mirror linda park and archer lmaoooo ugh yesss the colourful wooden slices for data chips yesss AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THE WAYYYY HOSHIIIII HOLDS THE KNIFEEEEE SULLUUUUU MY BAAAYYYYBEHHHHHH oof sorry but to see tpol punch like taht is so ummfph please i want to eat a vulcan knuckle sandwich

nah not my linda park sorry but damn she LIVES her roles love it. oml EMPRESS PARK ill TAKE IT.

[storytimewithcort]

Woohoo! One of my favorite writers is going to write a commission for meeeeeeeee. I'm super excited. Happy super super early birthday present to meeeeee from me, and a chance to help a talented writer out. Today turned out to be a good day! ❤

[sherlollydramoine]

Look At Me Daddy

Warnings: none, fluffy dad rami, trampoline fun, and just general cuteness. This was written in about an hour between like 3 and 4am, unedited so all mistakes are all mine.

This is a little something inspired by a conversation that @ramibaby overheard. I wrote Dad! Rami, she wrote Dad! Joe.

Stepping out into the backyard, sipping your iced tea you watch with a smile at the sight of your four year old son Said jumping on his new trampoline. 

Rami was nervously standing by the side, as he had yet to install the safety net that came with the trampoline. 

Your son was far too excited about his birthday present from his Uncle Joe and cousin Charlie, to allow anymore time to be wasted when he could be playing with his new toy. 

Your set your iced tea down on the table, and grab a chair from the deck to bring down to sit next to Rami, who was wearing a light sheen of sweat on his forehead either from the summer heat or from nervousness. 

Your son, blissfully unaware of his dad's nervousness is having the time of his life jumping higher and higher letting out delighted squeals and shrieks. His cheeks rosy with exertion and the smile seemingly permanently stuck on his face

"BEST PRESENT EVER!!!" 

Rami will never admit it but with each jump your son took he would nervously reach out, ready to catch your little man should he accidentally propel himself off the side of the trampoline. 

You rest your hand on your swollen pregnant belly. "Relax babe, he's going to be just fine. You can finish installing the net when he is taking his bath this evening."

"But what if-" Rami starts before your son starts yelling for his attention. 

"Looooooook at meeeeee daaddddddddddyyy!" your son yells out. 

"I see you little man! You're jumping so high." Rami encourages. 

"I'm going so hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiggggggghhhhhh daaaaddddddddyyyyyyyyyyyy"

Your son stops his bouncing so suddenly that Rami nearly climbed onto the trampoline to make sure he was okay. 

Sensing Rami's panic you ask your son if everything is alright.

"I'm okay mommy I just thought about something kind of cool" he suddenly turns his gaze upward and squints at the sky. "Hey daddy I'm gonna try and catch the sun for mommy and sister!" 

You start to tear up because despite the fact that his sister wasn't due for another month and a half, your son clearly already loved her. You sniffle a little trying to hide your sudden emotional outburst. 

"You crying babe?" Rami asks. 

"No." you lie. 

"Uh-huh. Liar. I'm going to go grab your tea, you got an eye on him?" he asks as he places a quick kiss to your temple. 

"Always babe and thank you."

"Daaaadddddddyyyyyyy. Looooookkkk at meeeeeeeee!" 

You can't help but to laugh out loud at your son's wildy curly hair matted with sweat and stuck to his forehead, as he waves his arms around frantically trying to get his dad's attention. 

"Look at you bubba. I think you've almost caught the sun. You're so close." you offer, but he isn't having it. 

"Daaaaaaddddddddddyyyyy don't leave meeeeee!" your son screeches out when he realizes that Rami was walking away.

"I'm right here bubs, I'm not going anywhere." Rami yells as he comes running back to the side of the trampoline. 

Little Said had always known exactly how to command his father's attention, and has always known how to get exactly what he wants.

"Daaaaaddddddddddddyyyyyyyyy look at meeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Wait, Daaaaaaddddddddddyyyyy come back! Don't leave meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!" your son was excitedly screaming at the top of his lungs now. 

Your son playfully reaching out to his dad each time he lands."Daaaaaaadddddddyyyyy come help me catch the sun for mommy and sister!"

Rami looked apprehensive for only a few seconds before his inner child took over and he happily clamored onto the trampoline. 

You can't help but sigh at the adorableness of your two favorite boys, as they playfully roll around for a few minutes. 

Rami jumps up and yells "LET'S CATCH THE SUN!" 

He scooped up Said, holding him tightly as he began tentatively bouncing for a few seconds. 

"Babe, you better be careful up there. We don't want you damaged or injured in any way. Your team would kill me! " you hollered after him. 

"I'll be fine, remind me to call Joe later so we can thank him and Charlie for the birthday gift. Darling, I'm pretty sure my team is terrified of you after you gave them all a piece of your mind over the whole PR crap they tried to pull with me." 

Letting out the loud guffaw of laughter you shake your head at the memory. You watch the two continue their gentle game, both getting used to how to move with each other. 

" Regardless, have fun but please be careful. This whole family is way to accident prone."

"Got it babe, I promise."

It seemed like no time at all the two were carefully jumping side by side trying to 'catch the sun'. Everytime little man jumped daddy picked him up to toss him higher. 

"I think I almost got it that time daddy!" 

"I think so too bubba!"

You rub your belly as you watch your son and husband bounce around on their new toy, clearly enjoying the summer heat, which you were not. Happy that you are all making memories you get up to head back inside. 

Looking down at your protruding middle you can't help but to talk to your daughter. "Kiddo, you are gonna love your daddy and brother so much.We're gonna have so much fun being a part of this fsmily, though don't ever listen to Uncle Joe, he's full of bad ideas."

[bettydice]

16, for Ryder/Liam, please! :D

when one person’s face is scrunched up, and the other one kisses their lips/nose/forehead

“Liam.”He could feel Ryder’s cheek moving against his chest as she talked and he opened one eye to peek down and take in the sight of her naked and wonderfully post-coitally relaxed body nestled against his. Livin’ the good life.

“Hm?”

“Feeeeeeeeeed me.”

He opened his other eye too to stare at her in amused disbelief.

“You want me to move? After what we just did?”

She snorted a laugh, lifted her head so she could meet his eyes and then had the audacity to bat her eyelashes at him.

“Feeeeeed meeeeee.”

“We should’ve never watched that movie”, he groaned and dragged the hand down his face that wasn’t busy playing with Ryder’s hair. “I... I would have to get dressed!”

Surely she didn’t actually want him to leave their cozy embrace?

“Since when do you wear clothes around this ship?”

“Say what now?”“Still can’t believe you got naked with Jaal first.”

He couldn’t help it, he broke out in laughter and let his head sink down on the pillow.

“Fine, you’ve won! Just... give me a few minutes.”

It’s not like there ever was any real contest. So far, he hadn’t really found any downsides to losing to Ryder. He was actually growing quite fond of it...

“Feeeeeeeeeeed meeeeeeeee.”

“Or what?”

Liam gave an undignified YELP as Ryder bit his chest. He recovered quickly though, took her in his arms to roll them over until he laid on top of her and grinned down at her surprised face.

“That supposed to threaten me or turn me on?”

Ryder bared her teeth at him and scrunched her face up in what he assumed was supposed to be a terribly terrifying imitation of a flesh eating plant but instead it was just... ridiculously endearing. And he suddenly realised all over how deep in love he was with this ridiculous woman.

He planted a kiss on her wrinkled nose and then took her lower lip between his teeth; bit down gently to show her that two could play this game.

It didn’t take long  until Ryder laughed against his mouth and her hands ran up his chest, fingers coming to rest on his shoulders.

“Fine. Food can wait.”

“So I win?”

“Shut up and kiss me.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”