#space married

[anotheruserwithnoname]

Despite it skipping over a few key moments and the maker choosing to end with Sleep No More rather than, you know, this might well be the best "mic drop" on the question of not only Whouffaldi being real but that they were space married all along. They just didn't realize it.

[gallifreyan-heart]

special Whouffaldi edition... 💞🍁

[thekenobee]

I like to think of this scene this way: Una kissing Chris and leaving him so happy yet so surprised he’s just standing there, staring directly into the camera

[old-type-40]

For Mother's Day, here's a flashback to the moment in SWR which openly declared the show was about found family.

[professorsaber]

So I wrote this bit of Whouffaldi smut four years ago, and I've been holding onto it solely because I couldn't think of a title! This title (sort of a quote from it) came to me less than an hour ago, so I've posted it now.

[laughingphoenixleader]

surprise!! this fic is not dead and I have not forgotten about it!! I’ve just been struggling with it for a really long time lol. but the fic and I came to an understanding and inspiration hit and boom here is proof of the ensuing victory!

look it’s very late at night that’s why I’m so chaotic (I say that like I’m not always like this) okay before I can spew more random chaos here’s my taglist 

Taglist: @kanerallels @accidental-spice @heckin-music-dork @auroramagpie @ladywren7 @firefoxtessa

[bataart]

𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣.. 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣.  𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙬𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨?

[ Supports me with Ko-fi ☕ ] 

[spinach-pine]

someone started a challenge of putting romantic music on top of star trek clips to see how gay it gets. couldn't find the op so in courtesy of all that is spirk, challenge accepted.

*cough* ahem

edit: y'know, if you listen to it with your eyes closed it just adds a WHOLE DIFFERENT feeling to the thing.

[bluerosefox]

Gray and Graysons

One of the Bats has a secret. Something they never told to the others.

They were so very young but they have memories of a sibling, so small and tiny. They remember the burst of warmth they had in their heart when they held the tiny baby for just a moment.

But they weren’t allowed to keep them, their family couldn’t raise them. Money was tight, just enough for three but not for four, despite their shows always bringing in a crowd it was getting harder and harder for the world to be wowed by them in the new age and their sibling was too small and tiny and needed to be cared in a single place than for them to be on the road. Their lifestyle was not good for his tiny sibling apparently.

They had to watch as their parents gave his sibling away to people in suits, them promising to give his baby brother to a loving family when they find a ‘home’ for him. He watched his parents try to be strong only for his mother to break down once the car left down the road, his father holding her and apologizing, the rest of the circus troupe all silently coming over to give the heartbroken family condolences.

Richard ‘Dick’ Grayson had tears running down his face when he last saw his baby brother.

A brother he got to name before he had to be given away.

Daniel ‘Danny’ Grayson.

-x-x-

Dick never told the others. If anyone dug deep into his past they might find his brother’s birth records maybe, if someone got around to digitizing the paperwork for him but given the fact he was placed in the US childcare systems just a few days after his birth and the fact that Dick was still pretty young they most likely believed he didn’t remember his baby brother now. Not after so many years.

But they were wrong, Dick remembers. And he kept the secret close to his heart and memories.

And the only physical evidence he had was a single picture of him holding his brother, a smile on his tiny face towards their father who had taken the photo of them together. When he had lost his parents, lost most of the things that connected him to them, to his past in the circus that had been his whole life, had been taken from him in Gotham’s ruthless childcare system, he held on tight to the picture in secret. Hid it away from anyone trying to rip it from him, hid it from Bruce when the man took him in days later, hid it from Alfred despite how gentle the butler was towards him. He couldn’t, wouldn’t risk losing his photo at the time, he hadn’t trusted anyone and by the time he did he didn’t have the heart to reveal it.

So yes, the existence of his baby brother Danny was his most guarded and best kept secret.

So that’s why Dick, as Nightwing, nearly died from a heart attack when leaving a Justice League meeting he spotted a familiar face among one of the new engineers working in the Watchtower.

It was like seeing a young version of himself. Only, Dick could see that the young man was more than a copy of him, so much more than a clone. He held many traces of John Grayson but also had a bit more of Mary Grayson than Dick did. Small details that Dick foggely remembers taking note when he had held his baby brother.

“Hey, hurry up with that report Gray!” Shouted the head engineer from down the hall, his hand beckoning the young adult to come over.

“Coming! And boss, I told you Danny is fine!” Danny shouted back before hurriedly leaving a stunned Nightwing.

[introspectivememories]

it's always distinguished lesbian momo with disaster gay todoroki. we need to flip the script. disaster lesbian momo with distinguished gay todoroki. tddk are practically living together in shouto's japanese style dorm meanwhile momo flies in every morning, hair a mess, slamming that shoji door open, talkin bout "todoroki-kun! kyouka touched my knee this morning! do you think she likes me????"

[thali-lemmonpie]

"Because the needs of the one... outweigh the needs of the many."

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 264

Danny squints at his tiny hands, eyes narrowing as Clockwork hums in the kitchen. Which he wasn’t even aware of having been in LongNow. Maybe it wasn’t. He huffed, voice too squeaky for him to continue complaining. Stupid time accidents. 

Which wasn’t even starting on the other figure awkwardly sitting at the table. 

He glowered at the Ghost King, who kept glancing at him with an unreadable look in their eyes, then looked back towards where Clockwork was. His scowl deepened over his cup of tea- which wasn’t fair, he wanted coffee but nooo, that’s not healthy for ‘little ghostlings’. Ugh.

Sometimes he wished he was fully ghost so he didn’t have to apparently worry about his living body having to grow back up.

[thekenobee]

What if we  r e w r i t e  the  s t a r s? Say you were made to be mine Nothing could keep us apart You'd be the one I was meant to find

[your-name-is-jim]

I love that Jim gives money to everyone, but when he offers it to Spock, Spock doesn't take it, so Jim keeps Spock's money for him.

Just Old Married Couple Vibes.

[laughingphoenixleader]

hey!! college happens, and thus, this is my first fic I’ve posted in a long while. but here it is!! at long last, the second installment in what is going to be a roller coaster of a series. I’m excited to finally share this with you!!

Tag list: @kanerallels @accidental-spice @heckin-music-dork @auroramagpie @firefoxtessa @ladywren7

First lines under here!

Kanan and Hera step out from the Ghost’s ramp and into the cool morning air of Balayin. They’re dressed in civilian wear, Hera in a burnt orange turtleneck and high-waisted blue jeans (which Hera has never worn, but are quickly growing on her—although nothing will ever feel as right as her flight suit), along with a woven dark brown headscarf to match her boots and belt. Though Hera isn’t particularly into fashion, preferring to remain in her usual practical flight suit, she hadn’t minded picking out some casual outfits as much as she’d thought she would. The styles being radically different from that of Ryloth adds to the appeal, if she’s being honest. She’s especially attached to the leather aviator’s jacket she found almost new in a market, which is currently stowed in her backpack. 

[nightmare-creatures-art]