Hai guys this is my Dialtown OC Katherin they're a train conductor :> 🫶
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I love Cadet Uhura so much she's so cute. She's so excited to learn. She speaks 37 languages. She's honest about how unsure she is about anything. She's a cadet that got invited to the Captains party and showed up in her dress uniform while everyone else is in casual clothes.
Basically I love her.
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Little Solaire of Astoria sticker. My best friend got me into Dark Souls, shout out to her <3, now Solaire is my new blorbo.
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murderbot doodle based on the all systems red cover :> i have only known secunit for 10 days but i would do anything for it
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mdni. cw: one “baby.” reader has a vagina. an itty bitty treat for lover boy yuuji’s birthday <3
a tickle on your thigh rouses you from slumber; you rub your weary eyes. the sun is rising, curtains aglow with muted light, bathing the walls a warm, dusty blue. it’s a morning that promises a pleasant spring day full of sunshine and birdsong.
you sit up to grab your phone when you feel yet another tickle. peeling back the wrinkled sheets, you find your boyfriend—beaming face as bright as the cloudless sky—comfortably settled between your bare legs. you thread your fingers through his half-matted, peachy locks, chuckling at the sight.
“good morning, birthday boy.”
“mornin’ baby,” he rasps, voice sleep-laden and syrupy. he presses a flushed cheek to your thigh, nuzzling into the soft plush.
“what’s up?”
he drags his chapped lips across your flesh before propping his head in his scarred palm and flashing you a dopey smile. “just enjoyin’ my present.”
your shake your head with a wry laugh. “i’m going to make you a special birthday breakfast then head to work. i have an actual present to give you later, i promise.”
when you try to roll out of bed, yuuji whines—a petulant child having his favorite toy taken from him. he wraps his strong arms around your waist and pins you down, trapping you beneath him. an exasperated huff leaves your lips as he buries his face in your belly.
“yuu, i have to get moving or i’m going to be late to work.” you pry at his bulging, freckled arms to no avail; he squeezes you even harder.
“call out sick. text your boss and say you got food poisoning or something last night,” he mumbles against your skin.
you flop onto your back with a deep sigh. “i can’t just bail at the last minute, yuu. it will look bad and—”
your boyfriend releases you from his embrace and slides down your body before settling back between your legs. two calloused thumbs spread your cunt for his hungry gaze to devour. his honey eyes—thick and cloying—flick up to meet your own. he presses a single open-mouthed kiss to your clit, moaning at your taste and rutting against the mattress.
you let out a pathetic whimper at the sensation, and yuuji’s teeth look impossibly sharp when he smiles. “it’s my birthday, yeah?”
you swallow and nod; you don’t trust your voice—not with this gorgeous man just a few breaths away from your clenching cunt.
“you’re supposed to do what i want. and right now? i want you to stay in bed and spread your pussy for me.”
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I just watched The Measure of a Man and I genuinely got so sad both watching Data's friends argue so hard for his right to not be disassembled against his will, but also the people on the other side who kept insisting that he's just an unconscious tool to be used for the benefit of Starfleet. Data my best friend Data I'll never let them hurt you.
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