#Barrett opener

[filmjunky-99]

s t a r t r e k d e e p s p a c e n i n e created by rick berman, michael piller [fascination, s3ep10] 'Opening Ceremony of the Bajoran Gratitude Festival'

#star trek #star trek deep space nine #deep space nine #rick berman #Michael Piller #ds9 season 3 #deep space nine season 3 #ds9 fascination #fascination #lot: st ds9 season 3 ep 10/26 (ep 56/176 #nana visitor #rene auberjonois #majel barrett #Philip Anglim #Kira Nerys #Odo #Lwaxana Troi #Vedek Bareil #Opening Ceremony of the Bajoran Gratitude Festival

[books-are-my-life-stuff]

The cover for Mashle's third game book light novel, written by Kiyoko Hoshi and illustrated by Hajime Komoto, titled "Mash Burnedead to Gangan Ikouze" has been revealed!

The novel is scheduled to be released at October 4th, along with the final volume and the fanbook.

#mashle magic and muscles #light novel #mash burnedead #finn ames #lemon irvine #lance crown #dot barrett #mashleverse #the novel is a 'choose your own adventure' concept where you get to open certain pages to make your choice #and you can get either good or bad end #it's really really fun!

[naranci0ne]

emerson doodle

#emerson barrett #palaye royale #palaye royale fanart #sketchbook art #sketchbook page #sketchbook #sketch #sketching #art #commisions open #portrait #traditional art #pencil

[nuclearforest]

"Don't hold back. I want you to scream my name" - briarrett 👀

Thanks for the ask! Wrote out a quick 1.5k and feel bad it took so long. Hope it's up to your standards!

When summer starts to rear its head and the spring rains give way to the dreary summer sky that perpetually hangs over all of England, Briar unfailingly brings out Barrett’s favorite sundress. It’s a cute little thing: white and lacy with a repeating floral pattern that shifts when the fairy moves in just such a way that every little tear and puncture from moments of overexcitement can be hidden with a quick stitch repair before being returned to the rotation—years old but still bright in color in a way reminiscent of a wedding dress and bouquet, tinted by nostalgia and preserved by delicate hands. Every time she wears it, the werewolf takes it as his personal invitation to step up behind her and slip his hands under the skirt, starting where the dress ends at her thighs and stroking up in offer while he presses his lips to her ear and rumbles possessively from deep in his chest where his heart races. For me?

“Who else?” Briar replies, chuckling to herself at the way her mate’s breath tickles the untamable flyaway strands at the side of her head. She sets the paring knife she was holding down on the cutting board with the strawberries she’d been preparing. He always seemed to gravitate to her in the kitchen—hip-height countertops helped.

“Well I thought you were going out with your girls today,” Barrett offers in return, stopping his ascent at the tops of her thighs while the drool pools in his mouth. Her skin under his is warm; her heartbeat picks up slightly in her chest. Just a bit more of that honey sweet scent that defined her wraps a bit further around his head and he ducks his nose into the crook of her neck to inhale it, nuzzling aside one of her two golden braids. Köstlich. [Delectable.]

“When have the boys gone to have a sleepover at Oma and Opa’s so I can go out with my friends?” The fairy quirks an eyebrow and leans back into her lover’s embrace. “You’re more than capable.”

“I am.” The werewolf’s voice drops deeper, temptation wrapped in rough velvet.

“I just thought you’d like to celebrate the season like you always have.”

“You spoil me, lapine.” [Bunny.] He presses a kiss into her skin, then, trailing gentle kisses out to the mate mark on her shoulder exposed by the wide sweetheart neckline while he rubs his thumbs in circles on her thighs. The little fairy in his arms, perfectly fit to his hands, presses further back into him—she’s too short to press her rear to his groin, but he’s already hardening against her lower back, above her pillowy ass, and he groans low appreciation into her skin. Je t'aime. [I love you.]

“I love you, too,” she returns, popping half a strawberry into her mouth for a quick bite. The werewolf at her back huffs, hands sliding further up and leaving sparks in their wake to rest on her hips. In the blink of an eye he’s got her flipped around and seated up on the counter, crowding into her space with a devilish smile on his lips and lust in his bright red eyes.

“A snack?” he asks, “At a time like this?” His eyes, pupils wide, flick down to the speck of juice at the corner of her lips.

The bold fairy just shrugs (he had interrupted her light breakfast, after all) and swipes her tongue out to clean the juice away. Content to do as he will, the overgrown giant leans over to press a kiss into her. He pulls her up to the edge of the counter where her legs spread and the skirt bunches up. The faintest notes of her arousal join the sweet aroma of strawberries and Briar in the air and the werewolf pulls back to survey her once more. She brings her arms up to wrap around his broad shoulders and one hand gravitates so she can tangle her fingers into the silver curls at the back of his neck.

“I’d hate to interrupt your meal,” he quips, sparing a hand to snatch another piece of strawberry, “maybe you’d like some cream to go with these.”

Before his lover can reply, he pushes the strawberry between her lips and leaves his fingers there for just long enough that she can caress the tips with her tongue. Both an invitation and gratitude in one quick gesture; he just leans in to kiss her again and get the taste on her lips. Barrett was not a man for strawberries, but he was a man for fruity kisses and bruised lips, observing the slight change in his lover’s demeanor with every piece of fruit until he’s straining against his pants and she’s soaking into him, panties forgone.

“You little minx,” he rumbles, “are you sure you’re not part succubus?”

“Would you like me to be?” Briar licks her lips and looks at him through half-lidded eyes, tightening her grip in his hair and pulling the werewolf in for another kiss, where he growls into her at the test against his patience.

Ja. [Yes.]

Soon enough they forget the remaining strawberries, hands roaming curves and bodies like every memorized surface is new again. Every shape and curve explored for the first time. Briar pants quietly and Barrett buries his head in her neck, mouthing at her skin and leaving love bites, teeth scraping against skin and bruises rising from the depths of her flesh to paint his path.

She sighs quietly, keeping a hold on his head as he kisses down her chest to the exposed tops of her full breasts before pulling back and leaning down to stick his head under her skirt, hand sliding down her side and along her thigh to pull it up over his shoulder. Faced with her cunt, he digs in, lapping voraciously as his tongue starts to lengthen and flatten and he takes up more of her, by far better than any fruit or meat or other food he could ever get his paws on. The fairy professes her thanks with the pillowy thighs quivering around his ears and the grip tightening in his hair.

“Don’t be shy,” he growls into her, “Don’t hold back. I want you to scream my name, love.”

“Barrett,” she breathes, and he takes that as a personal challenge, pulling back to look at her with his eyes dark and face deadly serious, pronounced jaw pushing at his lips with the tip of his nose blackened and glistening with her arousal. She stares back at him, green eyes wide and cheeks flushed red.  He releases her for just long enough that he can fumble with his belt, opening it with a click that has her jolting.

Respire— [Take a breath—]

Barrett shoves his pants and boxers down with a hand and steps back into her space, rubbing the head of his cock against her for a moment before lining up with her hole. Then, a low growl of warning.

—und schreien. [—and scream.]

The werewolf sheathes himself to his knot, baring his teeth and breathing harshly as he reaches back to grip his mate’s ass, holding her close as she gasps—a far cry from the scream he’d wanted—and arches her back into him. She flutters around him, adapted muscles trying to grip for his knot, and he groans lowly with his head tipped back.

His claws poke through the thin fabric and prick against her skin as he starts to move, grinding against her to get used to the wet warmth wrapped around him before pulling back and bucking in. Briar whimpers for him, mewling when he sets a brutal pace right at the start. The werewolf grits his teeth, nose crumpling as he bites back the urge to shift and ruin the angle he has into her on the counter; he turns his head down and begins to nip at the skin of Briar’s neck as she gasps his name.

Like a machine, he repeats the motion over and over again, building it up until she’s panting and crying out for him, legs wrapped around his waist with her ankles locked at his back as she begs for more. “Barrett please—”

Always polite. He turns his attention over to her mate mark, pulling her out and snapping fully in as he sinks his canines into her. That gets him a proper scream that peters out into a low whine. “Barrett! Please—I’m going to—I’m—I—I’m—”

His knot pops into her and starts to swell as she clamps down on him in a way that makes him see stars. Mine.

Tied, he starts to rock into her until he finds his own end, pumping jet after jet of seed into her as his breath fans out over her shoulder and she catches her breath against him, thighs twitching.

“Yours,” she answers, curling around him as best she can. He grunts and squeezes her rear, probably bruised in the shape of his hold, and smiles into her skin as best he can. They’d be repeating this same song and dance until Opa pulled into the driveway to drop the kids off again.

#whole time im writing this im telling myself i need to work in deets on how they look or whatever #and sneak in so many details and write it out but i just ran out of energy in the last half #i hope thats not too readily apparently lol i am just going thru it and tried emotional support smut #it was going great with my balcony door open and birdsong but then my neighbor came outside and started playing shit country pop #so here i am boiling in rage and just firmly over it because i want to live in the woods #anyway im running my blender tomorrow and i hope his toddler wakes up and goes and jumps on his stomach to wake him up #mun's snippets #bunny briar #werewolf barrett #oc smut #oc x oc ship #briarrett #werewolf smut #hellsing ultimate #hellsing oc #fae oc #werewolf x fae

[celestialvoyeur]

😭♥️🖖

#I’m not crying you’re crying! #it’s real for us #it’s a set of shared values #star trek #nichelle nichols #james doohan #deforest kelley #majel barrett #grace lee whitney #gone but never forgotten #hailing frequencies forever open #leonard nimoy

[hella1975]

the combination of being a night owl and it getting dark at 4pm is that my awareness of time is just so skewed atm. i just fully got out of bed and almost had my coat on before i realised it's 10:30pm. i was gonna go to holland and barrett

#i just got a sudden urge to buy vitamins 😭 #the way i froze like...... what am i doing....... hand still on my coat like #smthn tells me holland and barrett isnt gonna be open bestie LMAO #hella goes to uni

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

actually the fact that Heathers is technically a comedy — both in the classical sense, and in the marketed genre as a dark comedy — makes it sadder. because it's played for funnies, for the drama, for the fatalistic ridiculousness and facial expressions and ironically timed theme music. everyone is a caricature, except for Veronica. she's the one human in a cast of Muppets. and she is very, very real. and she is very, very broken. and because it's a comedy, because it's almost a parody, the weight of the plot is largely ignored. there's a tragic shade to it, in opposition to its narrative function, because Veronica is expected to play into that narrative. she's the real one, and the narrative continues to treat her like a cartoon, like a Muppet. but she's the human, and she's not given the weight of that. she's a final girl, the one left to tell the story, but the narrative doesn't allow for her. the narrative insists on standing by its genre, giving a hollow laugh and fading to black with the comical image of a girl lighting a cigarrette off of a suicide bomb. it's intentionally a John Hughes film gone sour, and the upturned ending is a facade. Heathers is a comedy, yes, but there's a tinge of tragedy to it as well, if you just look beyond the surface

#this is about the film but it's worth mentioning that the musical does a very good job of leaning into the weight of it all #barrett wilbert weed is a raw open wound and seventeen reprise is openly bittersweet #which maybe is why i think about this so much. the comparisons and the way the musical takes a different angle at the plotline #is always really interesting to me #the musical allows for serious moments without the camp and comedy of the film #anyway i know heathers (1989) starring winona ryder and christian slater is likely not meant to be scrutinized as such #but i do like taking a deeper look at things that weren't meant to be looked at that deeply ahdkdnsksndh #Lu rambles #meta finding tag #heathers #heathers 1989 #veronica sawyer #winona ryder #jason dean #christian slater #the way heathers is a deliberate dsconstruction of the john hughes format is something that can be so personal #(she says never having seen a john hughes film)

[bassclefdana]

Happy new year to all of you wonderful people who follow me!!

I hope that 2024 brings you clarity, times of contemplation, and situations where you can persevere and spread your wings, showing what you are truly capable of.

Oscar and I spent new years with the boys at the firehouse, it was really cute with the makeshift decorations hanging from the walls.

Anyways, I think the two of us need some well earned rest.

Love,

Dana ♡

#dana’s dialogue #dana barrett rp #ghostbusters rp #dana barrett rp blog #ghostbusters #ghostbusters rp blog #open rp

[60s-musician-tournament]

syd barrett is unofficially banned from further entries

#GUYS PLEASE. #12 ENTRIES #said jokingly. he has a spot rest assured he is in the tournament #just funny to open the form to see 4 more entries #.txt #syd barrett

[dunderbread]

off the top of my head: parallels between stuart sutcliffe and syd barrett 

moody-looking artsy guy

part of the band before they made their most famous work; key to their future image becoming what it was

speculated to be involved in some ~fruity business~

stopped being part of the band due to a tragic incident; absence can be felt across the rest of the band’s history

inspired future songs by the band

loved by some members, initially disliked by others

#pink floyd #the beatles #stuart sutcliffe #syd barrett #if there's any I missed then im open to suggestions but like im right

[cococatsworld]

Hi, I'd like to see Rick as a cat and the rest of the band come to caress him. Wholesome, right?

Then Rick turns back to human form, naked haha 😂😂😂

That's my idea, but you don't need to draw all the story, give me a cat Rick and I will be glad. Thank you ❤️✨️.

I'm sorry for taking it so long i kinda lack of idea how to draw them (and i'm sorry if i can't draw David, i don't know where to fit him in). I'll pratice more tksm for reqs me 🫶

#pink floyd #roger waters #pink floyd fanart #fanart #reqs open #art reqs #rick wright #syd barrett #nick mason

[olivesjaw]

#have a nice life / there were wires #+ food #was resisting the nonbinary urge to throw myself off the balcony and crawl out of my skin when HANL opened with the big gloom #decided not to shoot the show because I haven’t touched my camera in over a year now and just wanted to be more present and savor time with #pals and my partner instead of focusing on shootin #my partner sheds so much light and love into my life and I’m so so thankful for him #I was 22 I blinked and now I’m 27 #diary #olive #olive finally sees a dan barrett project live #olive turns 27 #olive babbles on and on

[meownotgood]

making aki wear one of the sailor moon uniforms

I'll raise you one better: aki who is a magical girl, fighting to protect the city from evil. he uses a glittery sword as a weapon and his companion that helps him transform is a cute white fox

#okay since it's aki and he's doomed by the narrative this would definitely be more like a madoka situation #he has an outfit with triangular hip openings I just KNOW IT #and the tiniest white wings on his back #and a cute barrette in his hair #he's very unenthusiastic about his job #but he happens to be pretty good at it so there's that #if it was a madoka type thing I wonder what his wish would be.... #to kill the witch that slaughtered his family? #that'd probably give him a really dark power.... #let's stick to cutie magical girl aki....... #ask mags

[furylad]

can someone just tell me if I need to open the stupid safe in Ervin's apartment or not? because I put no points into security because I hate digipicking and no guides explain if it's actually necessary :/

#starfield #starfield barrett #idk why they would lock a main objective behind their horrible optional minigame but ok #kind of hate the perk system in this game ngl #can't wait for mods to completely redo it #and both ways to open it just require different levels of security #throwback to when I complained that digipicking sucks and people were like ''well just don't use digipicking then'' #as if that doesn't block you out of content

[andiealessandra]

Sending the boys so much love and healing. They do not deserve the harassment and bullying they’ve undergone in the past few days. Especially Remington. He gets enough hassle that we don’t see and for people to think they can dictate who their faves work with is ridiculous.

Also, to throw around sweeping statements and accusations when the person involved apologised for what he said is reprehensible. I’m so angry and disgusted, disappointed and hurt as I’ve received threatening msgs just for speaking out and giving MY opinion.

If I want to defend the boys I will. What you people did the Remington is disgusting. You should be ashamed of yourselves. You’re certainly not fan’s and don’t hold his well being in your hearts because if you did you never would have started this.

You had dm Andrew and he told you he’d speak to Remington. There was no need to escalate things. No wonder he broke. What you did was truly awful and I don’t want to ever hear from you again. If you were part of this please do not interact with me. I don’t care if I’ve no followers left by the time this is over. I can’t abide bullies

#palaye royale #remington leith #remington palaye royale #remi #emerson barrett #sebastian danzig #emerson #Remmy #huddy #we love you Palaye #royal council #open letter

[brandopilled]

hi officialmilkmanmccartney fans i just wanted to state that my inbox is open if you’d like to request doodle ideas :)!

i like to doodle stuff it helps me w avoiding artblock

#pink floyd #roger waters #david gilmour #rick wright #richard wright #syd barrett #art #pink floyd fanart #oc #oc art #original character #my inbox is open #doodle requests #officialmilkmanmccartney is real