#cat me up scotty

[eggwars]

cats are such. good friends. just doing your own thing and then mrrp. there's a little guy coming to see you! how great! a small friend in your home. what's not to love?

[cybergata]

[idol--hands]

Data: “I hope you are not allergic to cats.”

Yes, Data is a Commander here! #finally

[ratatatastic]

fish spotted wearing cats merch in support of them hopefully winning tonight I REPEAT.

you know i cant say i had *squints* emanuel in a benny shirsey, scotty in a swaggy shirt, nicky in a reino shirsey, nardi in a matthew shirsey, sandy in a sasha shirsey and really calvin faucher in a cats shirt at ALL on my bingo card and yet here we are

Twitter | 6.18.24 (x)(x)

[mismess]

I know I am late to asks so here is a Sleepy Macaroni

When does the Parent Trio really get together? Like all the way moved in, they have a family winter holiday etc? I know its post Big Trauma Times for Scotty but I wanna to see if the Almighty Plot Bunny had bit you about that yet, cause 1) i love them and Napkin so so much and 2) It was the best question i could think of as an excuse to send Macaroni Pics >:3c

MACARONI MY GOOD FRIEND MACARONI PET PET PET PET PET

Never too late for asks I am always open to them :-) also thank you for loving them <3 BUT OONG. I'VE THOUGHT. OH THE THOUGHTS...

First off before night 4 they were all pretty close and in a relationship, but didn't usually stay at each others places. After night 4 Scotty was missing for two months, which means Jeremy and Fritz were taking turns looking after Napkin, and that really solidified them being in Napkin's life more than before so they just were more involved in general after that, and even after Scotty returned he soon had a giant breakdown that kinda left him in a very bad mental state, and they didn't want to leave him to fend for himself AND Napkin, so they came over very often to make sure they were both fed and well, Scotty doesn't know where he would be without them honestly.

Even after Scotty got well enough to look after himself again they all kinda just kept staying over each others houses for a year or two, probably usually at Fritz's place if only because it's bigger than Scotty's apartment and she lived by themselves unlike Jeremy's very crowded parents house, until eventually they were like "we all basically live together at this point, why don't we just make it official?" and they start looking for a nice house for all of them, with a decent yard for Napkin to play in :-)

Napkin was probably around three when they officially moved in, Scotty hasn't worked for like 2 years and is mostly a stay at home dad, Freddy's had eventually closed so Fritz and Jeremy had to find other jobs, Jeremy started getting into game development, I think Fritz kinda picked up a few jobs here and there before settling as a manager at a small local restaurant. They probably had a small get together when they moved in to celebrate, and many other types of get togethers with trusted friends and family after that. It's happy and loving and comfy <3

And they probably didn't get married for like another 3 years despite living like they were already married cause they're kinda all really good at putting things off

[maxverstappendefender]

won gold // mv1 smau

description: olympic snowboarder!gf x mv1 (max being a complete simp for someone that doesn’t even know him)

a/n: this had me blushing ngl. requests are open at the moment too! or just come talk to me, would love to talk to you all! all pics from pinterest, i don’t own any

masterlist

liked by maxverstappen1, danielricciardo, and 208,571 others

youruser: competing in the olympics deserves a good sleep. thank you all sm for the love and happy to bring home gold

view all comments

olympics: 🥇

user1: GOLD BABYYYY

scottyjames31: proud of you lady

↳ youruser: miss you scotty!

danielricciardo: W for the best snowboarder ever

↳ scottyjames31: 😧

↳ youruser: 😬😬

user2: her beauty should be illegal

↳ user3: and her talent

maxverstappen1: bravo yn!!

maxverstappen1: you’re so pretty wth

↳ danielricciardo: oh brother

↳ landonorris: i second what danny said

↳ charles_leclerc: nurse he’s out again

user4: will max ever stop simping for yn?

↳ user5: most likely not

liked by landonorris, danielricciardo, and 916,837 others

maxverstappen1: snowboarding, sleeping, and winning to finish off the season

view all comments

landonorris: this looks quite familiar to a post of someone i know

user6: oh he’s down bad for yn

↳ user7: aren’t we all?

redbullracing: why are we last in this post?

↳ maxverstappen1: more important things

danielricciardo: that picture was taken .2 seconds before you got up and fell on your face

↳ maxverstappen1: that’s a lie

↳ user8: not daniel airing out max’s business

user9: since when has max been a snowboarder

↳ user10: since he started crushing on yn

↳ user11: he’s been simping so hard for ages for her and she doesn’t even know he exists lol

liked by scottyjames31, maxverstappen1, and 319,639 others

youruser: little photo shoot before closing ceremony to the olympics 🖤

view all comments

user12: has anyone checked on max verstappen?

↳ maxverstappen1: he’s dead

maxverstappen1: do you need a dog? or a cat? or a fish?

↳ carlossainz55: get up man.

user13: my pulse is gone

user14: had a heart attack and died today

user15: one chance yn, please

maxverstappen1: 🤤🤤

↳ landonorris: what the hell man

liked by maxverstappen1, olympics, and 184,914 others

youruser: after party complete. see you in 4 years @/olympics

view all comments

maxverstappen1: FIRST

redbullracing: oh what’s that last slide?

↳ user16: not admin being just as down bad as max is

scottyjames31: no invite?

↳ youruser: you are literally in another continent rn

maxverstappen1: damn, the team i race for is in that last slide. that’s like fate

↳ user17: i need someone obsessed with me the way max is with yn

user18: okay ms olympic gold medalist

// max’s phone //

//

liked by scottyjames31, maxverstappen1, and 218,347 others

youruser: scotty took a spill, someone call life alert

tagged: scottyjames31

view all comments

scottyjames31: foul caption

user19: the best snowboarding friendship

maxverstappen1: need a new snowboarding partner?

↳ charles_leclerc: you snowboarding? lol. have the ambulance on speed dial

↳ landonorris: have to agree with charles here mate

↳ carlossainz55: you would need more than life alert if you went snowboarding

↳ redbullracing: admin does not approve of any potential injury sports during this winter break 👍

user20: the day max gets a date with yn is the day the world will be right again

↳ user21: world hunger, poverty, and homelessness would be solved

↳ maxverstappen1: im trying people. can’t rush perfection

liked by maxverstappen1, danielricciardo, and 216,385 others

youruser: now why is twitter blaming me for world hunger?

view all comments

user22: yn could solve world hunger and she chooses not to smh

user23: solve world hunger by going on a date with max verstappen? absolute no brainer

↳ youruser: unfortunately one date will not solve words hunger 👍

↳ maxverstappen1: what about two dates?

landonorris: i’ll pay you to go on a date with someone i know. he’s a little off in the head but he’s insufferable about this crush

↳ danielricciardo: damn, you too?

↳ user24: imagine max talking about yn to his friends and she barely even knows who he is 😂

user25: love a good sunset moment

liked by landonorris, youruser, and 746,913 others

maxverstappen1: twitter doesn’t exist anymore, it’s x now

view all comments

user26: YN IN THE LIKES

↳ user27: war is over

danielricciardo: this post looks oddly familiar

↳ landonorris: selfie + sunset + heart on snowboard

↳ youruser: i should sue for copyright

user28: not max copying the entire style of yn’s last instagram post

redbullracing: no INJURY PRONE sports.

↳ user29: the things max does for a crush

user30: not max’s caption relating to yn’s last caption

↳ user31: baby, the entire post is pretty much copy and paste but max’s version

liked by danielricciardo, youruser, and 923,658 others

maxverstappen1: found me a snowboarding girlfriend 🙃 i couldn’t rush perfection

tagged: youruser

view all comments

danielricciardo: WOOP WOOP 🎉

↳ landonorris: no more simping!!

user32: OH MY GOD.

user33: when he picks up a whole sport for her 😫

redbullracing: admin does not approve of the sport but approves of the girl

↳ youruser: thanks admin 🫶

user34: max is the definition of never back down

↳ user35: never give up!

user36: he played the long game

↳ maxverstappen1: and won gold

youruser: love my (extremely amateur) snowboarding boyfriend 🫶

liked by youruser, landonorris, and 827,046 others

maxverstappen1: girlfriend appreciation post now that i can talk about her as my girlfriend

tagged: youruser

view all comments

youruser: much love bby

redbullracing: okay mr. brand ambassador

user37: is your girlfriend single?

landonorris: i feel sick. why do you have to be in love and happy?

user38: do you need a third?

danielricciardo: everyone say thank you daniel

↳ scottyjames31: no. everyone say thank you scotty

user39: the dates haven’t solved world hunger yet but we’re close, i can feel it!

↳ user40: i love this stupid joke

liked by maxverstappen1, scottyjames31, and 382,156 others

youruser: boyfriend appreciation post. love you dork

tagged: maxverstappen1

redbullracing: welcome to the family yn!

maxverstappen1: ‘boyfriend’ ahsdkejehe

↳ user41: that would be me if yn was my girlfriend too

user42: max’s manifesting actually worked

scottyjames31: cute

user43: WHEN. WILL. IT. BE. MY. TURN.

↳ user44: real.

[blue-devil-of-the-lord]

Watermelon

Scott Summers x fem!reader Words: 1.2K A/N: I know, that I shuld be workig on all the Kurt Wagner requests, but I've got some kind of writer block (really good timing, I know) and this is the only thing I could imagine and I wrot it in like 45 minutes so I thought "better than nothing". Hope you enjoy anyway!

The first thing she realized when she woke up, the first thing she felt, was warmth. Soft, pleasant, safe warmth. She seemed to be wrapped up in it, surrounded by it all around her, and she couldn't help but snuggle closer. It was only when she moved, however, that she was aware of the strong arms wrapped around her middle as best they could, given the bulge of her belly.

Warm breath tickled her neck and she grinned as she pressed her back closer to the chest behind her, even though it was barely possible, he had already pulled her so tightly against him in her sleep. For a few moments she continued to enjoy the pleasant warmth that Scott radiated and kept the blanket with them, but she quickly realized that she was no longer able to fall asleep.

She sighed slightly and after some tossing and turning, as much as she could in Scott's arms, she decided to give up and just get up so as not to wake Scott. Besides, she really needed to go to the bathroom.

However, when she tried to remove the arms around her middle, they seemed to wrap even tighter around her. She snorted in amusement and turned her head slightly to look at him. Scott's eyes were squeezed shut and he seemed to want to bury his face in her neck. His red hair was sticking out in all directions and the confused look on his face only perfected the adorable sight for her. "Don't. Warm. Stay," he murmured, pressing feather-light kisses against her neck before burying his face in her hair.

Scott would rather waltz with Logan than admit out loud that he turned into a cuddly cat in the morning, but it was true. It was a real miracle that he hadn't started purring yet.

"Scotty," she laughed softly and reached behind her to run her hand through his hair. The sound that escaped him was one that was quite similar to a purr. "I have to go to the bathroom." "Mhhhh," he hummed in denial. "You're warm and soft." "Scotty," she half-laughed. "I love you, however, I refuse to wet the bed just because your daughter decided to use my bladder as a trampoline and her father is in need of a cuddle."

Scott's hands roamed over your stomach and she could feel his smile against her shoulder. "Why is she only my daughter if she's tormenting you?" She finally managed to free herself from his grip and turned to face him. Her hands sank into his hair, eliciting a contented sigh from him, his eyes still closed. "Because she's just as much of a pain in the ass as her father." He opened his mouth to protest, but she lifted her head and quickly pressed her lips against his, successfully silencing him. His hand moved to her cheek and pressed gently against it, his thumb caressing her skin while the second remained on her stomach.

When they separated, however, he still didn't seem to want to let her go, as he only lovingly leaned his forehead against hers and nudged her nose with his. "Then I guess I'll have to work to earn this." She closed her eyes now too, while her hands continued to play with the strands of his hair. "You don't have to work for anything, my darling." She grinned and pressed a kiss against the tip of his nose. "Although I won't turn down a shoulder massage."

Scott laughed and finally released her from his arms, helping her to sit up. She moaned and pressed her hand against her back. "God I'm so happy when our little lady is finally out." Scott dropped a few kisses on her shoulder. "Not long now, sweetie. Not much longer and our little bean will be here." She chuckled as she heaved herself up and took his hand, placing it briefly on her stomach.

"Believe me, she's definitely not a bean anymore. More like a watermelon." Scott grinned as he leaned back into his pillow. "And I'm still going to love her." She looked at him lovingly for a few moments until her bladder couldn't take it anymore and she waddled over to the bathroom.

When she returned, much more relaxed and with an emptier bladder, Scott had already pulled on his glasses and was leaning against the headboard, the blanket pulled up to his waist so that his free upper body was visible. They had both become quite clingy over the last few weeks and had quickly realized that skin contact was the best way to handle the whole thing. "Come here," he murmured, lifting the blanket so she could slip down, head propped on his shoulder where she snuggled against it, sighing contentedly.

"Don't you have to work?" she asked, yawning, and Scott pressed a kiss to the top of her head before resting his head on hers. "I'm excused from class from now on. Charles told me to look after my family and their welfare. The students can manage without me for a while." She turned her head so she could look at him. "How did I not know about this?" His smile seemed almost cheeky as he pressed a small kiss to her lips. "Because I wanted to surprise you. Besides, he only told me yesterday. Well, ordered is more like it."

She hummed in agreement. "I can imagine. Never thought there'd be anything that could get you away from your work." "Hey!" He lifted her head so she could look into his eyes. Or at least into his glasses. "You know that you and our daughter are the most important things in my life. Nothing is more important than that-" he let his hand move to her stomach, "-and us, okay?" She leaned up and kissed his chin. "Okay." There was silence for a few moments before she frowned. "Who's going to substitute for you while you're gone?" She didn't need to see his grin to know he was wearing it. "Who do you think?" She had to think for a few moments before it all fell into place and she burst out laughing. "Logan's going to kill you." "Our little watermelon will protect me," he returned and she gasped. "Scott Summers, you are not going to use our daughter as a shield against Logan." "Oh come on," he teased her, "We both know Logan would never hurt a child." He placed both his hands on her stomach now. "Especially not such a cute one."

"Scott!" She couldn't help but laugh as she playfully slapped his chest. "We don't even know what she's going to look like." "She's your daughter," he argued. "She's going to be the cutest baby in the world.“

For a moment, she wondered whether she should argue further, but she knew Scott. Once he got stuck on something, it was almost impossible to get him away. A yawn escaped her, which she tried to hide with her hand, but Scott noticed it anyway. "Come on," he murmured, pulling her with him until they were back in their original position.

"You should get some more sleep. God knows we won't be getting much to it any time soon." "The eternal optimist," she mumbled sleepily and heard Scott chuckle softly before she disappeared into the land of dreams.

[aerialworms-art]

To boldly boop where no man has booped before!

I got a lil carried away with all the booping yesterday, so here's a page of doodles! Featuring my beloved M'ress and her niblings :3

(ID under cut!)

[Image ID: a digitally coloured page of doodles featuring characters from Star Trek: The Original Series.

Text at the top of the page reads: "01/04/2024

Captain's Log: Lieutenant M'ress has been babysitting her niblings. While she has a cat nap, the Bridge crew has offered to watch them for a while."

Under this are three doodles of the niblings' faces. There is an orange one, with fluffy ears and yellow eyes, labelled M'lodi; a white one with blue eyes and one grey ear, labelled M'uschef, and a black and white spotted one with green eyes labelled M'rar.

The rest of the doodles are below. Described from left to right, top to bottom:

McCoy holds up M'lodi, grinning, and says "Well, ain't you adorable?" An arrow pointing at M'lodi reads "Trying to bap him"

Uhura cradles M'lodi in her arms, singing sweetly. M'lodi sings along, but the notes coming from them are jagged and discordant.

M'rar races towards the camera with a silver object in their mouth, looking pleased with themself. Scotty chases after them, yelling "GET BACK HERE YA WEE BEASTIE" An arrow pointing at the object M'rar has stolen reads "Essential piece of the warp core"

At the helm, Sulu and Chekov are watching M'lodi, who Chekov is holding in his lap, booping various buttons on Chekov's console. Sulu is laughing and Chekov is grinning. SFX: Beep boop

A closeup on Kirk as he says, despairing, "Mr Chekov, Mr Sulu, please tell me you locked the console." Chekov replies "Aye, Keptin." A white paw is visible on Kirk's shoulder.

M'uschef, the white cat, boops Kirk on the nose and the head, causing him to jump in surprise. SFX: BAP!

Spock is at his station, back to the camera. A light blue lump is just visible in his lap. From off screen, Kirk yells "SPOCK!"

Spock spins in his chair to face Kirk. "Yes, Captain?" M'rar is sitting in his lap, dressed in a tiny light blue lab coat, batting at the Starfleet insignia on Spock's chest.

M'uschef is lying on top of Kirk's head now, bapping at his ear. Kirk is resting his chin on his hand, sighing, saying "Nevermind..." SFX: bap bap bap

Four small doodles in sequence. Kirk still has his head in his hand and looks mildly irritated. M'uschef is on Kirk's shoulder, playing with the curl of his hair. M'uschef lifts it up and lets it slap back into Kirk's face, who turns, affronted, and says "Do you MIND?"

Lieutenant M'ress, an orange Caitian with a darker orange mane, covers her hand with her mouth, eyes wide. She thinks "Oh I am gonna be court-martialled"

The page is signed "@aerialworms". /End ID]

[princesscolumbia]

Star Trek Captains, A Review and Categorization

Star Trek is a show about a Neo-military organization that has rank structures, ships, and fights wars, so naturally there's plenty of captains to talk about, but for this post I'll be highlighting specifically the main cast captains, in something resembling chronological order. (But, I mean, this is Star Trek, so even that's kinda up in the air)

Captain Archer

That Guy who had to hand crank the warp engine up-hill both ways in the blinding ion storm. We don't need no stinkin' Prime Directive! Remember The Alamo Pearl Harbor 9/11 Florida! But...uh, maybe don't be dicks about it, not everyone who looks like the ones responsible for that thing we're never going to forget actually wants us dead. Got transformed into an alien, got possessed by another alien, slept with a couple more. Never got pregnant, though (that was his chief engineer)

Scorecard

Ships commanded: 1

Wars started: 0

Wars ended: 3

Times on screen naked: 1

Nazi facilities destroyed: 1

Category: Grampa

Captain Pike

Midlife crisis? What midlife crisis? Everything's fiiiiine. Now eat something, it'll make you feel better. I'm not mad, I'm just disappointed. Number One, don't tell me I can't adopt more kids, I don't care that they're from the future they're mine now. Besides, we've already got a whole ship-full, what's two more?

Scorecard

Ships commanded: 2

Violations of the Temporal Prime Directive: -3 (yes, it's an irrational number, we're talking time travel, people!)

Musical Numbers Participated While On Duty: 3

Hair: Really Great

Category: Dad (or DILF if you swing that way)

Captain Georgiou

You will be captain when you can snatch the stone from my hand.

Scorecard

Ships commanded: 1

Protege's who required a redemption arc: 1

Awesomeness: Transcendent

Category: Gone too soon, also, MILF who can kick your ass

(Edit: Courtesy of @cheer-me-up-scotty for pointing out an oversite on my part)

Captain Burnham

Cosplays as a Vulcan 'cause she's jealous of her adoptive brother. Accurately called an audience-stand-in-self-insert-mary-sue (shut up, Star Trek fandom invented the Mary Sue, it was a term coined by women fans, so shut up!), but by season 2 she actually gets interesting.

Scorecard

Mommy Issues: Has a subscription

Moms: 4

PTSD inducing life events: Like, all of them

Ships commanded: 3

Mutinies led failed: 1

Category: That One Cousin who married surprisingly well and made something of herself in spite of all expectations

Captain Kirk

Golden retriever energy, would be the Useless Bisexual Himbo if he didn't have so much game. Probably smarter than he lets on. Polyamory King and certified Alien Fucker. Boyfriend is a half-space-elf, main sometimes-girlfriend will go on to create the deadliest super-weapon ever built by humans by accident.

Scorecard

Number of Klingon Bounties on his head: [CLASSIFIED]

Number of women he's slept with: [CLASSIFIED]

Nazi regimes toppled: 1

Number of times he should have had a test that determines if you can stick your dick in it that got named after an upstart from that other science fiction show instead: 1

Ships Commanded: 3

Ships He's Stolen: 3

Category: Slut(affectionate)

Captain Kirk (the other one)

Golden Retriever that got left behind when his family moved away and had to lead a ragtag team of a crotchety older dog and a wet cat on a journey...

No, wait, hold on...

Right! That's the one!

Scorecard

Times he should have been kicked out of Starfleet: At least 4

Ships commanded: 3

Ground transport destroyed: 2 (that we know of)

Number of middle fingers given to Admiralty: 2

Category: Bad Boy

Captain Picard

You know that guy who you see going to the library all the time and always seems to have his nose in a book and always seems to be telling people off for breaking the rules and doing dangerous shit? You'd never know it but he used to be That Guy in college who got, like, ALL the girls and is going to be the Hot Grampa that you don't know how he has that much game, but he got it.

Scorecard

Ships lost in the line of duty: 2

Number of times he married and then estranged his best friend's wife who named their son after her dead first husband: 1

Number of toxic omnipotent and omniscient boyfriends who are obsessed with him and spends their spare time playing with ponies: 1

Category: Inexplicable Sexyman

Captain Badass Sisko

The Cool Dad with baggage. He's got game, but he's got priorities as well, and DON'T mess with his son or you won't even exist anymore to regret it. BLM before it was cool. Led a civil rights riot two centuries before he was born. Space Jesus who can make the best jambalaya you've ever had. Fought and won a war, punched a god, then became one.

Scorecard

Civilizations saved: 4

Native Cultures Treated With the Respect They Deserve: Many

Times He Bent the Rules so his CMO could get some nookie from a Cardasian spy plain, simple tailor: The counter broke

Successful black-ops assassinations completed: 1

Category: BAMF

Captain Janeway

THE single most decorated captain in Starfleet history. Successfully dropped the hammer on dozens of petty tyrants, oppressive regimes, roaming mass murderers, and the Borg. What Prime Directive? Your Mom. Also, probably slept with your mom, that's how much she is the Domme-est of Dommes. She told the Borg to use the safe word...and they DID!

Scorecard

Borg Daughters: 1

Times she told the Borg to step off: 3 (or 4...or 5? Honestly, with the time travel shenanigans it's hard to know for sure)

Nazis she's personally shot: 1

Category: Mistress, but it's "Ma'am" to you

Captain Freeman

She's angry AND disappointed! She's just as good as all the other captains in the fleet, and the good ones know it, but all the rest? They see "cali class" and assume all they're good for is the jobs nobody else wants. But jokes on them, because thanks to that attitude her crew are the flippin' Jacks and Jills of all trades and are more capable of fixing AND fucking AND "fucking" shit up than damn near anyone else!

Scorecard

Times the ship has nearly been destroyed but she and her crew got through it: ...uh...how many episodes are there? And then there's the times that get casual mentions that we never get the details on!

Daughters who should probably be captains now if they were at least a LITTLE more respectful and didn't actively try to piss off Admirals: 1

Times the Cerritos has had to be rebuilt to the point it might as well be called "The Ship of Cerritos Problem": At least 4

Category: Your mom...get back here, I'M NOT DONE TALKING TO YOU!

Captain R'El

Cinnamon Roll, just let m'boy into Starfleet! He just wants a home and a family! I'd like to see full-grown captains who can keep up with half of what this Best Boy is capable of!

Scorecard

Number of species his genetic code is made up of: All of 'em. Even the GODDAMN Q!

Number of Janeways he impressed the socks off of: 2

Quality of his Janeway impression: Bad

Number of Ferengi he out-Ferengi'd: 1

Nazis punched: Give him time...

Category: Teenage Boy Who's NOT GOING THROUGH A PHASE, MOM!

Should I do Captains Shaw and Seven? How about Alternate Timeline Tripp or Future Chakotay? (Going too far down that rabbit hole will eventually lead to Imperial Kirk and Captain Spock from the movies.) Let me know in the comments.

Next Post in this series

[pvnks0ul]

worth the wait (18+)

❀ nerdy!riri w. x nerdy!fem!reader

sypnosis: with you turning her away every time she tried to make a move, Riri eventually remembers that she is, infact, stronger than you

⚠︎: cw/amateur writing, fingering(clit stim only), barely any plot, dirty talk!

(Not the one inspired by scotty)

Ri–!“ You find yourself having to remove her lingering fingers away from slipping into the edge of your leggings for the umpteenth time.

She groans throwing her head back in disapproval about to throw a tantrum for the umpteenth.

“Gonna break your pencils & take all the tiles off that keyboard.” She plops herself down onto your little twin mattress.

Your laughter taunts her as she clenches her legs in want, she just needed your attention and can only feel disruptive when you don’t even spare her a single glance.

She groans again, “Dont know why you're even working on that stupid shit when all your other partners bailed..”

Your eyes roll, you take a deep breath remembering that she's obviously only trying to rile you up for a response because you've explained many times that just because you were paired with people of a less fortunate intelligence doesn't mean your grades have to suffer...plus they paid! So it was a win win.

"Y/n, baby, I didn't come over here to stare at your back. Just talk to me and I'll help you with everything in the morning!"

“Really? You can wait, it's not gonna take too much longer! I’m closing it up literally right now.” You smile while tapping away at the aforementioned keyboard.

Riri grumbles something most improper under her breath, "You told me that last time and now the sun is going down."

She eyes the side of your face because she knows you can feel her stare. She pauses,"Gimme kiss."

"What?"

"Just give me a kiss."

"Riana.." You tilt your head, backspacing on a minor spelling error you'd made. Even just her voice was a bug distraction.

"I promise I wont try nothing." she pleads and hopes you won't turn around for the time she crossed her fingers behind her back.

You turned away from the screen at her complaining with a sigh before standing on wobbly legs, “So just one kiss and you’ll leave me to go back to my program in peace?”

Riri nods, trying hard not to burst into a smile but with all the straining she does it only makes her little dimples pop more.

You roll your eyes before falling suit, Riri lifts herself to meet your lips. When you try to pull back she holds the side of your face with every intention to deepen the kiss. She bites down on your bottom lip before swiping over the skin with her tongue and your knees buckle. Riri mewls while pulling on your arm purposely making you stumble and fall ontop of her.

Her hands are quick to grip your hips, pressing you further between her legs, you didn't try too hard but you struggled to break free. Riri slips her tongue into your mouth, you moan when she starts licking over your own and still you don't break away but then something cold slithers inside, feeling too much like mischief that you finally have to pull away from the messy kiss.

You'd be a liar to say the game of cat & mouse you tried to play didnt already have you turned on but you did have an actual project to work on and all her touching was not helping.

You lift up as much as you could, trying to hold her arms down by continuously pressing on her wrists, after wiping her spit from your bottom lip with the long sleeve of your sweater, "Wait, listen! Riri, I really have to—"

She doesn't want to listen, her index and middle pressing between the slit of your folds, you freeze up as she strokes your sticky arousal with the pads of her fingers, swiping at your throbbing little bud, "Shit– you keep telling me to wait but you're already so wet.."

Riris mouth waters at the thought of how’d it’d taste on her bare tongue, having her face enclosed between your thighs, letting you rut against her and messy up her nose, chin– have her glasses foggy from how hot she was making you.

Your bottom lip falls under your teeth and suddenly you’re no longer running from her ; instead grinding down onto her palm.

And Riri's so lost, possibly lust drunk, just muttering pleads for you to let her help as if she wasn't already strumming her fingers on your pussy and making a bigger mess in her own pants, like you weren't already whining and wrinkling her tee with closed fists as she rubbed your clit in tight circles, your head spinning with each one.

"Fu-Anngh! Fuck, okay, fine, yea whatever you want Ri!" Just crying out & blabbering more nonsense, finally giving into her greedy fingers and you could feel yourself literally unclenching (mentally) from the migraine that was the stupid report you’d been working on nearly all week long.

Your eyes are glued shut, watering under the pressure of her constant pleads, "please, cum on me baby..." she whispered against your earlobe, pressing her chapped lips there over and over.

She can feel your nipples pebbling against her chest and gets even more worked up, eyes swirling something dark with lust and wrist burning from the awkward angle but she didn't want to stop, not until she had you sensitive & sore & thanking her for how good she is to you.

Laboured moans breach your lips as you swayed back and forth on her fingers, "Ffuuuck, feels so good Riri!"

Riri groans as you humped her hand, she stares you dead in the face, your expression and the sounds you were making telling very different pictures. "Y'sound so pretty.." she speaks with a raspier tone in reference to the sloshing of your clit against her wet digits.

Your lower half collapses into her, and riri can feel your pelvic bone from how deep she was rubbing into your cunt but you loved it. All it took was her thumb bumping over the small bead steadily to have you panting and whimpering, buzzing in pure bliss as she kneaded you through it with her thumb, "Mm fuck! Give it to me, baby." you gasp as she greedily inserts her two fingers pass your sticky flower to collect whatever cum hadn't yet spilled out.

You curl your back into her, face nuzzling into her neck bashfully as she happily sucked your juices clean off her fingers ending with a sigh when it’s all gone. You giggle and kiss the base of her neck, right over her clavicle, your head feeling dizzy even as you rested up against her.

“t–tricked me.”

🔖: @blushyrawrz @ririshotgf @lppriceisright @s0lam33y

a/n: happy pride month yall..not too happy though, another month without riri and riri only on my screen 😔

[aziraphale-is-a-cat]

sorry if you've covered this before but what do you think of the humans are space fae tag/ the idea of like, humans bringing their courts and complex law into alien spaces?

I think that the idea of humans bringing complex law into things is so funny because 100% other alien cultures would be confused by half of the social niceties and weirdly specific laws because duh, that's common sense who would do that? Until they learn there is a precedent for its existence. Like in Cali it's illegal to carry ice cream in your back pocket, which seems out of pocket until you learn the context- which is that cattle theives used to use it to lure cows out of pasture. Then it makes perfect sense Only Because someone did something so uniquely fucked up that their actions now warrant a law to stop copy cats.

Alien: why are you specifically not allowed to nuke the whole world and cause the apocalypse? Is that not common sense??

Human: oh you'd certainly fuckin think, wouldn't ya?!

But some constraints would be absolute nonsense. Like why the fuck DO we shake hands? And why is a firm grip so important when we do it?? Why are we so insulted when others misgender our pets?

And don't get me started on pop culture references! Aliens don't understand 'Beam me up, Scotty!", or "thicker than a snicker", and by God would the absurdist humor be so mind boggling to understand from an outside perspective!

Anyways I love humans are space fae, but I never had a solid enough idea of what exactly I found so fun when I was haso posting, thanks for the ask!

[allisluv]

Please give me some Scott McCall headcanons

scott mccall deserves the entire world! head canons under the cut tori <3

• he’s definitely a cuddler and he loves being the big spoon. he can’t sleep without the sound of rain in the background.

• he loves conspiracy theories. his favs are about the illuminati.

• he’s the mom friend. you need something? scotty’s your guy. his bag is constantly stocked up with pads, tampons, tissues, a first aid kit, pencils and pens.

• he’s a huge believer in everything happening for a reason. he’s the type of person to ask google if your zodiac signs are compatible.

• hes a horrible speller and he has to get lydia to read through his work before he submits it.

• he’s a sucker for a rom-com and by the end of the movie, he will be crying.

• i think scott’s a cat person, to be honest. i feel like he’s petrified of big dogs 😭

[hooked-on-elvis]

"People had been calling Elvis 'The Hillbilly Cat.' What I saw up on stage was a hungry tiger."

— Elvis Presley's life-long friend, confidante and business associate, Jerry Schilling.

ON FEBRUARY 6, 1955 ELVIS, SCOTTY AND BILL PERFORMED TWO CONCERTS AT ELLIS AUDITORIUM FOR THE FIRST TIME, IN THE NORTH HALL, AS PART OF BOB NEAL'S FIVE STAR JAMBOREE. That was the first time Jerry Schilling saw Elvis performing live, on his 13th birthday. Jerry said he bought tickets for both Elvis concerts there in that day, as a birthday treat.

"He treated his mike stand like it was the object of a passionate seduction — sometimes holding it close with tenderness, sometimes just dragging it across the stage like a worked-up wild man dragging his mate off to the nearest cave." "At the Ellis Auditorium, I’d gotten the sense that something really big and exciting was happening around Elvis."

Excerpts from "Me and a Guy Named Elvis: My Lifelong Friendship with Elvis Presley" by Jerry Schilling (2006).

Elvis (and Dewey Phillips) onstage at the Ellis Auditorium. February 6, 1955.

Elvis and Jerry on June 24, 1974. They are leaving the hotel and heading to the Eppley Airport in Philadelphia. Red West, Joe Esposito and Dick Grob are behind Elvis.

[blamemma]

🔀 max/daniel/scotty 😵‍💫 whatever combination you want lol

MMXX - XII - Diplo & Rhye; you're moving inside me so softly // the faith is something new // so many ways you're fragile, coming to me - mainly max/daniel, mentions of past daniel/scotty, 886 words

Daniel cries the first time they have sex. Max keeps on trying to move Daniel around, get him on his back, so that they're face to face. Max continues saying shit like "wanna see how beautiful you look" and "please Daniel, let me see you", but Daniel isn't ready to give himself away like that.

"Like this Max. It's better." Daniel insists, grinding hips hips into the mattress below him, attempting to dispel that sinking feeling in his gut.

Him and Scotty had never done it face to face. The closest they'd gotten was in front of a mirror, watching. They'd only kissed once. A drunken accident in a lift, both of them towing the line of danger. Daniel did it to protect himself; Scotty did it because--he'll never know.

But Max, Max is doing it because -- Max tells him over dinner that he likes where this is going. Max looks at him fondly whenever he comes over and the cats act less scared of him every time. Max texts him when Alpha Tauri post a photo of him walking into the paddock, tells Daniel that he likes his outfit, or that he thinks he's handsome, or that it is a good picture.

Max tells him all this stuff because they're building the foundations of something. But here, now, Daniel-- he can't. He nestles his head further into the crook of his arm, breathes deep, in through his nose, deep down into his lungs, out through his mouth, and just lets Max map his back with kisses as he presses in, deep. Daniel concentrates on Max's breathing, his stuttering moans, lets himself feel it all. He grimaces when Max talks, says "you feel so good Daniel" or "made for me". When Max burrows his hand between Daniel and the mattress and tugs on Daniel's dick, it's over embarrassingly fast; but it's good. It's good. He's sated.

The second time, it's slightly easier. They had survived the first time, Max kissed behind his ear softly, then his cheek, before capturing his lips, had left Daniel for mere minutes before coming back with a hot flannel, wiping him clean, before crawling under the covers with him.

After Daniel and Scotty had fucked the first time, Scotty had slapped Daniel's arse, hard, said "fuck, that was good mate, we should do that again sometime" and left immediately, not even bothering to pull the duvet back over Daniel.

Daniel still can't look at Max, fearful of what he'll see, scared of what he'll feel, but the second time, he lets himself listen to the words Max says, lets them wash over him, repeats them to himself in his head like positive mantras. Good boy, so tight, perfect.

The third time, Daniel lets Max put him on his back. The two glasses of red wine at dinner help with Daniel's confidence, but more than anything, Daniel knows now that Max will look after him.

Daniel swallows thickly around nothing and curses himself for denying himself Max like this for so long. Tendrils of blonde hair everywhere, strong muscular arms holding himself up, bright blue eyes looking at Daniel like he's in--, the brightest smile directed pointedly at Daniel.

"There you are." Max says jokingly. Daniel can't say anything, can only hoist himself upwards and capture Max's mouth, pulling him back down with him so he can feel that unrelenting pressure once more. He wraps his legs tight around Max, pushing and pulling. When Max finally pushes in, a slow relenting slide, masked behind Max kissing his jaw, his neck, his lips, Daniel doesn't hide.

He lets his back arch off the bed, lets moan after moan spill out his lips, scrapes his chipped nails down Max's back. Runs his hands through Max's hair, down over his back, soothing over the marks he's already left there, hands splayed over his arse cheeks, massaging them, pushing him closer and closer, deeper and deeper into Daniel.

He hates that he's denied himself this for so long. A Max like this who wholeheartedly gives himself to Daniel.

He thought maybe, once, during the whole mess of it all, that he was in love with Scotty. Daniel thought that maybe, when other people flirted with him and he politely declined their numbers, it was because he was harbouring feelings for Scotty. As he lays here now, under Max, staring at his beauty and strength before him, the thudding in his chest is new and exciting, and it won't go away and this time--he knows he didn't love Scotty.

Daniel has faith this time. That this is right. This is good.

"I love you," Daniel says. He hates the timing, hates that it's now mid-fuck, when Max has done so much more for him than simply fuck him well.

Max stills, pauses, and stares right at Daniel. His blue eyes water and Daniel moves quick, raising his arm to swipe underneath Max's eye, stopping the tears before they even begin to fall. He doesn't ever want to see Max cry. Max laughs. Big and bold, face lit up with it, no emotion hiding at all.

"I love you Daniel." He says back. "I love you." He repeats against Daniel's lips as he moves to kiss him again.

On the third time, they both cry.

[idontknowreallywhy]

A little bit extra teeny octopus Scooter written way way too early in the morning while in a tent listening to the birds go bonkers about dawn. Is a little sad, sorry, but it will get better.

(Follows on from this)

💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙

It felt like an age but could only have been 30 seconds or so before a whispered “‘m sorry” came from the limb-bundle.

“Whatever for?”

The next pause was at least 45 seconds. Felicity knew because she counted it this time (and if it had got to a minute she’d had tried another question). The answer was more sob than speech:

“Me.”

Well that was heartbreaking.

“Scott, honey, you don’t need to be sorry for you. ‘You’ is just great. Fab. The only thing that went a bit wrong today is you didn’t tell anyone where you were going and we got scared, can you understand that?”

He sniffed and, she thought, nodded although it was hard to tell when he was so scrunched up.

“Wass mab?”

“Mab? Oh! Fab! Eff Aay Bee - it’s short for fabulous which means wonderful or extraordinary. Which is what you are.”

The resulting snort was tiny but if her heart hadn’t already been in smithereens it would have crushed it beyond recognition. What on Earth?

Deep breath.

“Scott, do you… maybe want to come out of there, just a little bit?”

Literal as ever, he shuffled forwards a small amount such that his the toes of his shoes poked beyond the protection of the shelf. She patted them gently.

“Do you know what made you upset?”

“No. Yes. Everything. ‘M fine.”

“You don’t have to tell me but maybe I can help?”

“Can’t help. My fault.”

“What’s your fault, Scotty?”

The toes retreated again. There was a pause and a shaky breath before four clipped words emerged, quietly but with all the deadly force of bullets:

“I am too much.”

“Too… much? No you aren’t. Who said that?”

“D-D-Danny.”

“Well. Danny is not the boss of how much people are supposed to be, Scott. You are just the right amount.”

“Everyone says! Ms Anson said… ‘n’ Mr Stevens said... I hafta stop bein’ a a juggernaut and hu-hurtin’ ‘veryone’s learnin’ ‘n’ s-s-s-sit down ‘n’ s-s-s-s-stop int’ruptin’ b-but I I I can’t an’… an’… an’…”

The carelessness of certain supposed educational professionals had Felicity choking back a growl. She instead reached out a hand and tentatively patted what she could reach of the little head. His usually fluffy curls were spiky, rigid with sweat and he leaned into the palm of her hand like a cat before shrinking back again.

“Grown ups can be wrong about lots of things too. They were wrong about you.”

[tokytopia]

Do you have any sakuma head Canon???

And btw you're art is fantastic!!!!!

I do but they’re mostly about his home life since we don’t know anything about that in canon. I like to imagine that he’s raised by a hardworking single father who gets home very late because he has to support sakuma and his big sister. The mom’s probably dead because that’s the anime standard lmao

I think that despite his bad boy days being behind him since Kageyama was first arrested during teikoku’s second match with Raimon, he still isn’t all sweet and flowers. I think he enjoys play fighting with his friends and teammates but like he can probably easily beat up someone

and ig that’s not really a headcanon because it just makes logical sense but, sakuma is actually greater at soccer than people think because he’s literally playing with little to no depth perception since he wears his eyepatch all the time. Imagine if he took it off during a match, that shit would be crazy ngl (not counting shin teikoku cause he was on meteor crack)

Oh and he’s a cat person

It kind of saddens me that the characters in ina11 and go act so serious all the time. I wish we got to see the more childish/playful side of them or a bit more joyful personality outside of the football fields. We only get this with the youngest who are the ones like Jack Todd Scotty etc (sorry idk their Japanese names)

So yah sister design for fun, and thank you anon I’m so glad you like my art ♡♡