#prompt: i have your loved one

[hummingbird-of-light]

Round 2: Twelfth story for @badthingshappenbingo ~

Title: My Dearest Robbie

Fandom: Star Trek (AOS)

Character(s): Robert "Robbie" Scott, Chris Scott, Original Alien Character(s)

Relationship(s): Robert "Robbie" Scott & Chris Scott

Rating: T

Words: 1,186

Prompt: I Have Your Loved One

Warnings: Mild Violence, Kidnapping, Blackmailing

(You can also find this story on AO3)

~ My Dearest Robbie ~

When Robert "Robbie" Scott once again read the message he had recieved a day ago, he still didn't know what to do. His mind was empty as he stared at the letters presenting themselves to him on his comm.

And even though he read the words over and over, he couldn't get a hold on the actual meaning behind them.

'We have your son. Do what we ask of you and he won't come to any harm.'

Robbie had no idea who these people were. Hell, he didn't even know why they had chosen him to be their puppet!

All he knew was that if he actually did what they wanted, he'd be one of the Federation's most wanted criminals. He'd betray every ideal the Federation stood for.

But looking at the picture of his injured and unconcious son Chris - a wee lad, only eighteen years old - the Scotsman knew that he didn't have much of a choice.

If he wanted him to survive, he'd have to do as these persons told him. He'd have to hack into Starfleet's systems from the inside and cause a huge malfunction that would allow for anyone to steal data.

It was hard. But not impossible for someone like Robbie. Like his girlfriend Leah always said, he was a mastermind. He could do basically anything.

And those persons blackmailing him seemed to know about that fact too. They knew what he was capable of. They knew who he was. And, most importantly, they knew that he'd do anything to protect his son.

There was no way out of this dilemma.

Robbie buried his face in his hands, hopeless and desperate. The criminals had been pretty clear about what would happen if he tried to contact Starfleet or the police and his heart ached at the thought of it.

He couldn't endanger his son. He had to save him.

And in order to do that, Robbie had to break the law and risk the end of the civilization they all knew. For if the wrong people got their hands on secured information, then the whole universe would turn upside down.

Robbie startled when his comm suddenly rang. He didn't know the number, yet still he answered the call.

"H-hello?" He couldn't keep his voice from trembling, fearing to hear the kidnappers of Chris talking. But it wasn't them. It was his son himself.

("D-Dad?")

"Chris! Chris, are ye alright? What did they do to ye?"

("P-please, ye h-have to do what they want. They s-said that they'll kill me if ye don't, dad. P-please, I don't wanna die!")

It broke Robbie's heart to hear his son's fearful voice. It was quite obvious that he was crying.

"I'll get ye out of there, laddie. Ye'll be okay. Just-"

("Hello, Mr. Scott.)

Robbie froze when he heard a different voice speaking. It was a deep baritone. The voice sounded smooth and cold.

"Who are ye? Why are ye doing this? What-"

("You're asking too many questions, Mr. Scott. And you're wasting time. Precious time you should use to get your work done and save your son.")

Robbie tried his best to analyze the voice and the words. A strange accent. Maybe even a translator was being used to translate the words into Federation standard. Okay. That was important. He needed to gather helpful information on the kidnappers.

"L-listen, what ye ask of me is crazy! I cannae just walk into the shipyard and hack into the system. I-I-I'd have to get into headquarters which isn't easy for a simple engineer who only designs and builds ships." He needed to get this man to see that what he and the rest of his people wanted wasn't possible.

("Then you better work on a solution for that problem. I would hate to harm such a bright young mind like your son is.")

In the background, Robbie could hear Chris muttering desperate pleads.

"D-don't hurt him!" Robbie yelled, actually surprised by how strong his voice sounded, so he quickly added a trembling, "Please."

("You have three days, Mr. Scott. Hack the system or your son will pay for your failure.")

The call was ended, leaving behind a sobbing Robbie in his room.

~

He buried his head in his hands. One day had passed and he still hadn't found a solution.

Robbie knew that it was impossible. He knew that he'd never get into Starfleet's headquarters. And even if he did, security would surely find and shoot him.

But he had to try it. Who was he if he didn't even attempt to save his son?

Determination mixed with fear as he got to his feet, grabbed his jacket and headed to the front door.

The Scotsman's eyes widened in disbelief at the sight that presented itself to him as soon as he stepped into the hallway.

Golden swirls of light. A human figure appearing inside his house. Robbie froze, fearing for the worst. But it was no intruder beaming himself into his house. No. It was...

"Chris!"

Robbie quickly ran over to the young man and wrapped his arms around him, pulling him close to his chest.

"D-Dad?" Chris whispered in confusion, holding on tightly to the figure of his father. Both Scotts apparently couldn't believe it.

As soon as Robbie let go of Chris, he cupped the boy's face in his hands and stared at him with wide eyes.

"H-how did ye get here?"

Chris only shook his head.

"I-I-I... there... there was this strange alien woman. She a-and her people boarded the shuttle I was held captive on. She s-said that ye are a friend of hers."

The relief he had felt just seconds ago, instantly vanished when Robbie heard his son's explanation. His heart skipped a beat.

No... it couldn't be.

"She g-gave me this for ye."

With trembling hands Chris pulled a wee piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to his father.

Robbie's heart was racing as he opened it slowly and read the lines written down on it.

'My dearest Robbie,

it has come to my ears that a small group of criminals decided to kidnap your adorable son. Don't ask how I know it. Let's just say that I have an eye on you. Even though I promised that you would never hear from me again, I couldn't just let these people blackmail my lifesaver. And, you see, it's actually a win-win-situation. I got to save my lifesaver's child and, in addition, caught new goods. I always wanted to try Romulan.

Stay safe, sweetheart! And give your beautiful girlfriend my best regards.'

Robbie swallowed hardly. It really was her. It really was...

"Nomira," he whispered.

"She instantly brought me here. She saved me, dad."

Once more Robbie pulled his sobbing son into his arms and ran one hand through his thick hair.

And even though he hated her, even though he was disgusted by Nomira and what she was doing in her restaurant, in that moment the Scotsman couldn't help but be grateful to her. For she had saved his loved one. His one and only son.

A/N: This is obviously a sequel to "Getting To Know Each Other" and "All That She Wants".

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 293

Jason takes a deep breath. He takes a deep breath, in for ten seconds, out for eight, and just takes a minute before looking again. Nope, there’s still the strange quartet of orbs in the box of what should be stolen weapons (What, the government had enough, honestly) that gave his workers the heebie-jeebies. 

Which is not the vibe he gets from them. In fact, he’s actually kind of concerned with how much he has to beat the Pit back with how quickly it lurches to latch onto the… Well they’re not gems, and he’s a little wary about touching them at first, but the Pit does seem to settle when he does.

Alright, he can deal with this. It’s not like he has several heads in a duffel bag that needs to be delivered or a tiny assassin child back in his safehouse (Seriously Talia, why was he the preferred babysitter?) or an entire gang in Crime Alley to deal with. It’ll be fine. 

…

He would like to curse out his past self, because there’s now four babies in his safehouse that appeared to have fucking hatched from the orbs. Goddamnit. 

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Mushroom body

(for @mikkeneko)

[wholecakes]

zoro who is so caught off guard by sanji’s kinder actions towards him is one of my favorite tropes. sanji crafting him specialized post workout snacks personally adjusted for him but still down to fight and call him names. he’s still the biggest asshole zoro has ever had the displeasure of knowing, and he’s horribly considerate. he’s a little confused but doesn’t reject any of sanji’s specialized treats. it’s not like sanji is fawning and doting over him like he does nami, so zoro feels like he can cross off sanji actually liking him from his list of reasons as to why sanji is acting like this. but it’s still fucking strange..

meanwhile sanji is in his kitchen wondering how zoro hasn’t taken a damn hint yet

[tanglepelt]

Dc x dp idea 122

Danny is a Kryptonian. Not by birth. But by the realm.

The infinite realm is infinite, time is connected to it at all times in different spots. When a world is destroyed or a species goes extinct the realm is effected.

When kyrpton exploded. Time moved on the earthly realm of course. However a natural portal had opened. One that only opened in the realm at the same moment the Fenton portal opened for the first time.

Danny wasn’t just blasted by pure ectoplasm from the realm, but of the very essence of kyrpton itself. Altering Danny’s DNA even more. Infusing kyrptonian DNA into him as well as him becoming half ghost.

Danny has no clue. He assumes it’s all ghost powers. So did frostbite. What happened to him was unknown and entirely new. Besides had frostbite ever truly looked at normal human DNA before.

Danny’s first experience with kryptonite is when lex Luther showed up to “fund” fentonWorks. The anti-ecto weaponry worked surprisingly well on the supers. And he couldn’t just get into the Fenton computers without a green virus shutting him down.

Lex is intrigued. Does his digging on this “human” boy only to find he was adopted as a baby. Through less then legal methods.

Ellie on the other hand feels the effects in front of Conner. She was very confused just as he was.

[heynhay]

*fnaf kids cheering noise*

[spielzeugkaiser]

[First Part] - [second]

Baby (who still has no name) is warming up to Geralt, who also starts to connect some dots. (Like, I think he suspects that he's Jaskiers son, adopted or otherwise, but he won't even humor the idea that he could be the dad.) That being said - the kid is an angry teenager sometimes. Jaskier tried all he could as a single parent and they have a very loving relationship, but I also think they do argue quite a bit, and there is some tension.

And the more he gets to learn how Geralt truly is the weirder is gets, cause. He's a good guy? And either Jaskier is petty and was too dramatic and kept him from meeting his dad for nothing, or Geralt isn't a good guy AT ALL and has hurt Jaskier really bad, and he doesn't think Geralt has it in him, but some people (and especially alphas) get really weird and archaic around omegas? And he had to witness again and again, with how little respect his unbonded, single father of a bastard child was treated - is Geralt like that too? But Jaskier still only ever talked somewhat kindly about him. And from all he saw... he trusts Geralt. He's a quiet, but witty and honorable man. But is it fair to doubt the parent that was there for him, that raised him, that sacrificed so much for him? The poor kid is so conflicted.

[corvase]

platonic soulmate prompts

these came from my heart and a past friendship of mine. enjoy and feel free to use :)

“you’re my sister, my love, and my best friend. thank you for existing.”

holding hands <33

hugs !!!!

long distance friendships </3

but if they’re long distance they can send each other packages n stuff

“you mean the world to me. did i ever tell you that?”

if one of the characters doesn’t have a father figure, what if their friend walked them down the aisle

“STOP LAUGHING I DONT KNOW WHAT TO GET YOU FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY.” “whatever you get me, i’m sure i’ll love it.”

“i love you.” “don’t make me cry.”

the moment they have their first real conversation and they’re both so much like “THEYRE JUST LIKE MEEEE” and they know right away this is going to be a forever friendship

“this is so weird to say, but i’m so glad i met you.” “that’s not weird to say at all.”

“you’re so freaking cool.”

“i feel like we haven’t talked in a minute. how are you?”

“i love you. i don’t think i can say that enough.” “i’m pretty fond of you, too.”

“i feel like, id give my heart to you if you were about to die.” “…….. id pour water on you if you were on fire too, i guess.”

“you’re a nerd.” “you’re a dummy. now what?”

giving each other life advice

^ “i know it may not help now, but honestly, what’s meant to happen will happen. what’s meant for you will find you.” “i guess that’s why you found me.”

“if you don’t go i’m not going.”

“you know that guy i was talking to?” “which one?” “STOP.”

them saying things at the same time and then being like TWINNNN

“i get to tell everyone my best friend is a [profession]… sounds like a win to me.”

[goldengirlgalaxy]

You know how there's a whole thing about how DC superheroes die and get brought back a lot? Well, for DPxDC, how about this?

Every time a Justice League member gets resurrected, their ghost remains in the Ghost Zone.

So you'll have a member of the Justice League bite the bullet for whatever reason, they'll form as a ghost in the Ghost Zone. They'll make themselves comfortable, maybe they'll even becoming defenders of peaceful ghosts who have no experience fighting or no desire to fight. Maybe they'll find dead family members and re-establish their bonds. Maybe they'll find other dead members of the Justice League and make and undead branch of the Justice League. Maybe they'll meet Danny and either help teach him how to be a hero (if he's still young) or become a hero group supported by him (if he becomes the king).

And then, for whatever reason, someone found the magical amulet that can revive a person, they somehow developed 1-Ups for a limited time, the revival machine finally got a tune up, the hero gets revived. But the ghost doesn't leave the Ghost Zone. Because of this, the revived hero doesn't have any memories of their time in the afterlife. The ghost probably doesn't even notice something changed and that their old body is up and running again.

This all ends up coming to a head when the GIW decide to push the manhunt for Danny Phantom and all other ghosts, lying to the Justice League in order to convince them to help. They eventually decide to hunt down Danny and corner him, ready to capture him...

… And suddenly he's saved by a bunch of ghosts that look identical to them.

[imaginativeworks]

Imagine Your OTP

Person A: “You make me unafraid of the night again, where I feel safe and loved like I’ve never been before. You light up the darkness so that I may never fear it again. I haven’t felt that in such a long time!”

Person B: (Gently caresses their face in their hand to which Person A leans into.) “My dear, please let me show you the world in which all the stars shall show themselves in the night sky just to bask in your radiance. This world were I love you and will still love you. When all of them have gone out, when the world ceases to be, when our spirits go on to the here after. And ever still will I love you for an eternity beyond that~”

[buglaur]

she's live

now you can see what everyones height is in my head because i refuse to download height sliders. look at ass <3

[stergeon]

25 rejected edeleth fluff ideas

here are some edeleth stories i thought a lot about but did not write. if anybody wants to actually write one of these, be my guest (and also pleeeeease send me a link, i'm desperate for content about Them Girls™)

byleth takes edelgard on a fishing trip and she has an absolutely abysmal time

edelgard makes a valiant attempt to corral byleth's atrocious fashion sense ahead of a formal event

byleth teaches edelgard swear words

edelgard tries some of those weird herbs rhea used to give students to relax; byleth is more than happy to babysit

byleth does edelgard's taxes. she's wearing her goofy professor glasses. it does something weird for edelgard

edelgard takes byleth on a date to the opera and byleth cries the whole time

byleth reads a work of fiction for the first time ever. it's a horror story. she did not like it. edelgard reads her something nicer.

edelgard gets byleth to pose for a portrait and shows it to her

byleth has to give a speech at a big event and is a nervous wreck. edelgard has been waiting all her life for this coaching opportunity

edelgard tries to teach byleth how to draw (she is very bad at it)

byleth cannot for the life of her figure out which fork is used for what purpose at this fancy dinner. edelgard covers for her

edelgard goes all out to celebrate byleth's birthday on the day byleth thought was (read: randomly chose as) her birthday, not her actual birthday; byleth doesn't have the heart to tell her

byleth brings edelgard various souvenirs from her travels around the country. edelgard tries not to be so soft over it, even though they're… not all hits

edelgard attempts to make dinner and botches it beyond salvation. they get takeout.

byleth will not shut up about this cute house she saw when she was out on a mission and how nice it would be for them to "have something like it one day." edelgard arranges to buy the place

edelgard sees byleth in a dress uniform and cannot stop swooning

byleth is being relentlessly pursued by a suitor who won't take a hint and edelgard challenges the idiot to a duel

edelgard decides she will learn to swim. it goes poorly, to say the least, but she manages in the end. as it turns out, getting to see byleth in a swimsuit is a good motivator

byleth gets caught kissing edelgard by hubert. the resulting conversation is unpleasant for everyone. ferdinand, meanwhile, is overjoyed

edelgard is having a terrible, horrible, no-good very bad day. she chews byleth out over nothing and immediately feels awful about it. byleth forces her to take the rest of the day off to chill

byleth is going away for a month-long mission. both girls are inconsolable. they write each other letters literally every day.

edelgard really puts somebody on blast in a council meeting. byleth gets stars in her eyes

byleth concocts a very, very elaborate story about some kind of summit in faerghus; she and edelgard leave enbarr for two weeks to attend. surprise: there's no summit, it's a spa retreat

edelgard arranges a "normal date" where they go out in town in disguise and do very boring things like run errands, look at furniture, buy socks, etc.

doropetra-edeleth double date

[blue-eli]

Ink October day two: Dual

Denoting reference to two.

Consisting of two parts or elements or having two like parts.

Having a double character or nature.

[yujeong]

kpanniversary2024, prompt 5: Regret

"It's easy for you to pretend to not be bothered by it," Vegas accused Pete, spiteful. He wasn't looking at him as he did. "You weren't the one who actively hurt the most important person in your life." Pete's ears were buzzing. There was sweat trickling down his forehead, his cheeks, his neck, reaching his collarbone. His trigger finger twitched inside his palm that was clenched into a fist. Pete was angry. No, he was fucking furious. Vegas realized after two seconds the stupidity of his words, for he hesitantly lifted his head to look at Pete, apprehension mixed with fear in his gaze. A hint of satisfaction creeped into Pete's bones, leaving him breathless. He swallowed the poison down, tasting the bitterness of his mistakes - of his choices - and started listing them off one by one to a Vegas who clearly didn't want to listen. "Who was the one who left bruises on your face that needed weeks to disappear?" Pete couldn't recognize his voice. "Who was the one who rendered your arm useless by lodging a bullet inside it?" This wasn't his voice. "Who was the one who brought a knife to his own throat, threatening to leave you behind with it?" It wasn't. It couldn't be. He raised his palm, his scar a reflection on Vegas' wet, shiny eyes. He reacted as if it burned him. "Who, Vegas?" Vegas' voice was weak, barely there. "I deserved it-" "You don't get to fucking say that to me!" And then, "You don't get to use his language to talk to me!" all in one breath. Something snapped. Pete felt it before he saw it, before he took a good look at Vegas' face and saw his father linger there. "Where are you going?" Are you going to leave me? "Out." Away from here. Away from him. Away from myself.

[itsdefinitely]

💀😡

starting off strong!

💀 least favorite lord in black and why 😡 least favorite character from npmd and why

based off design... pokey. he is so swagless please i need to give him cool pants please please why doesn't he have shiny pants and a feather boa he deserves one give him heels you cowards

as for npmd (characters who have a speaking role): brenda. hearing her talk the first time made my soul float out of my body. i didn't recognize it as bryce; i thought they genuinely got a teenager to be brenda. it just took me off guard how real she was. compared to everyone else matching their stereotype, brenda acts like. a regular teenager

[starflungwaddledee]

ooooh aaah my first anonymous hate mail!

now i know i said i'd post this sort of stuff publicly to shame the sender, but i'm faaaaiiirly sure this is a kid. so! i'm not gonna post it, or engage, and have in fact already deleted it, because i really really suspect it's a kid.

i'll address one part: about me not tagging my work.

like many other things in the ask, that's an outright lie. i actually do my best to tag comprehensively and liberally, and if you're hatescrolling my blog you already know my tag for the shipaganza in particular is this: 🎀💖

i have put this tag (again, it's 🎀💖) on every post related to the shipaganza. even the explicitly non-romantic, platonic ones (like bandee's and kirby's) and the what the heck is that? ones (like marx's) so that people can liberally avoid it for any number of reasons. i'm just doing this event for fun, and want it to be fun for people viewing the work as well!

i also make it clear regularly that earnest folks can ask me to tag anything in particular and i will do so. however, i cannot control what tags are used on a post once it leaves my blog, so i recommend that you use this handy feature

to make sure you never have to see any of my content ever again, no matter who else might reblog it onto your feed!

if that's not enough and you're still finding mentions of me on your timeline (such as when other people @ me), you can also apparently use "filtered post content" and just put my username in there. now i haven't tried that in particular, but it seems comprehensive as it searches the entire post for instances of a phrase. here are the instructions on how to do that.

anyway! i hope these steps successfully help you to never see my content or mentions of me ever again!