#khan into darkness

[khan-stid]

Missing the Moon

Khan walked through her home down the hall quietly to not alert her of his presence. It has been a long while since he had left her to keep her safe from harm. Away from him because he knew she will get hurt or possibly killed with him being a runaway with his family. But now it was the first time since he left that he has came to see her. He did not want to keep in contact, that means it would be more harder for them to let go.

Now he was breaking that rule he made, missing her to much to even let her go. Heading to her room he saw her body asleep in the bed back facing the door. Khan took quiet slow steps like a cat stalking prey, to her bed getting closer. Swallowing hard as he looked to face her now seeing the tears that stained her cheeks and a shirt he left behind cuddled in her arms against her chest.

His heart ached and throbbed seeing her again. how he wished to just wake her up and hold her telling her how much he missed her and sorry for everything, to love her with all he has. Kahn had to hold back from doing so, just so it would not be hard to let her go again. His hand reached out to move a strain of hair from her face seeing her as the moon light casted light on her skin.

She started to shift in her sleep from his touch and he quickly pulled his hand away and stepped away from the bed. "Luna I love you". With that he turned taking his leave to the door, and it was hard for him to do so.

to my moon @ravencatroleplay

#khan noonien singh #khan stid #khan into darkness #khan noonien singh roleplay #khan roleplay #khan roleplay blog #khan and luna #khan noonien singh roleplay blog #khan and his moon

[bluesakura007]

I spent way more time than I should’ve bringing about the existence of this the other night, especially as at that time I was shivery with a stonking great headache before I slept it off (STONKS intensifies), 

but the idea of this and seeing the final result did give me a degree of pain relief lmaooo. So behold! A continuation of sorts to my Kill Bill joke for Shaun of the Dead back in February. Also, I did initially post this in the morning afterwards but I’ve gone back on it by deleting it and re-releasing this particular version because before I didn’t feel entirely pleased with how the lighting of the head’s skin tone fit with that of the torso.  😂 

#star trek into darkness #kill bill vol. 1 #kill bill #stid #star trek memes #star trek #khan noonien singh #khanbatch #kill bill volume 1 #khan singh #beatrix kiddo #kill bill the bride #codename: black mamba #benedict cumberbatch #khan into darkness #into darkness memes #kill bill memes #star trek into darkness memes #khan noonien singh memes #stid khan #khan memes #you should have let me sleep #now shall we begin

[sobeautifullyobsessed]

The Sweet Flower’s Adventure

a Khan x OFC roleplay

[continued from]

Safe and snug in her beloved’s arms, Diana dreamed.

Because her last thoughts before drifting off were of his pronouncement of plans for the following day—and because her blood ran warm with the bliss of the loving they had just shared—she dreamed of walking hand in hand with her Noonien, under the bright Indian sun. Free from fear of discovery at last, breathing in the rich aromas of an outdoor marketplace, she felt both proud and blessed to be at his side. The faces of many strangers smiled at them as the couple passed by, then turned to one another; Diana heard snatches of their conversation, strangely all in English, so that she could understand them. “He has chosen well,” they told one another. “She is truly fit to be his queen and consort,” they nodded knowingly. A wizened old woman stepped forward to offer a lei of yellow and orange blossoms, so that Diana bent low enough to have them draped around her neck. The woman then laid her hand upon her burgeoning belly, and Diana felt a sudden flutter of butterfly wings inside. That’s the baby kicking, she thought, and then realized, but it’s way too soon. Enrapt in her dream, Diana murmured, how is this possible? I can’t be more than two months along, and most first-time mothers don’t feel their babies move until at least 18 weeks or more.

“Don’t be afraid, my sweet flower,” Noonien told her, turning her to face him, “I will allow no harm to come to you or to our child. As I have promised from the moment you revealed this miracle to me.” He cupped her face tenderly in one hand and placed the other against her belly.

At his touch, a sharp pain, very like menstrual cramps, tore through her abdomen. Diana’s dream self gasped hard and doubled over in agony, ending curled up on her side on the ground at his feet. 

[trigger warning: miscarriage/pregnancy loss]

She tried to pant her way through the pain, as women throughout the history of humankind were coached to do, but it gave her no relief. The pain came in unrelenting waves, and the only clear thought that she had was that she was miscarrying. “No…please, nooooo…” she was whimpering while the air around her suddenly cooled, bringing goosebumps to her fevered flesh. Diana felt the dimming of the sun, and as is the nature of dreams and nightmares, she knew without opening her eyes that a scud of dark storm clouds had obscured it. “So cold…I’m so cold,” she shivered, wishing Noonien would take her up into his arms to cradle her close. To warm her and keep her and their baby safe.

As a merciless, icy wind began to bite at her skin, Diana moaned his name, begging for him to help her. In the tight grip of the nightmare, she struggled to open her heavy eyelids, and when she succeeded, she found herself alone. The petals of the flower lei she wore had shriveled and blackened, become as lifeless as the babe in her womb would be if someone didn’t help her soon. Diana felt a hot spike of fresh pain pierce her core and then a gush of fluid soaked her panties and the lightweight skirt she wore. “God, no! Please…it’s too soon,” she sobbed uselessly, managing to reach down between her legs to dip her fingertips into the wetness pooled there.

As she feared, they came away stained with blood, and Diana knew in that instant she wasn’t only losing the baby, but her own lifeblood as well. “I’m so sorry, my loves…” she was crying as her strength flowed out with her blood onto the sterile, unfeeling ground, “Forgive me, little one, for failing you…forgive me, my prince, for my weakness and for disappointing you…” Aching that she had been abandoned, mourning the loss of her child, Diana’s dream self resigned her mind to her coming death. Her only consolation, that all of her pain would dissolve when she went into that darkness…

Diana awoke with a sharp gasp, covering her mouth to smother the sound as she sat bolt upright. It had been but a terrible dream, as she had been aware even while she dreamt it. She felt not a jot, nor even an echo of the pain she had endured in that nightmare. Gingerly, she laid her other hand upon her protruding belly, assuring herself of the truth:  she was safe in the bed she had made with her man, who slept soundly beside her. And their child still grew, undisturbed in her womb. Let Noonien sleep, she decided; no need to trouble him with the dark fancies of a foolish, hormonal woman. Diana laid back down and turned her body into Khan’s, immediately comforted by his strength in repose and the musk of their lovemaking, which lingered on his skin. She laid one arm across his chest, clinging lightly, and knowing that just as he had promised in her dream, he would see no harm come to her or the precious new life nurturing inside her.

For a few moments, Diana could swear she felt a real flutter of movement as though the baby was replying to her thoughts. She did not dismiss it, despite the medical fact that it was simply impossible at this point in her pregnancy. For there was no mistaking it now; her bulge was that of a mother about four months along. Yes, she would need to discuss it with Khan, and seek medical attention soon, to puzzle out these mysteries. But for now, she would sleep, secure in his love and devotion. And in the morning would come the promised outing for them both to enjoy, before she would trouble him with any such new worries.  

@khan-stid

#my writing #The Sweet Flower's Adventure #Khan roleplay #@khan-stid #Khan #Khan Noonien Singh #her dark magnificent prince #Diana Russell #OFC #his sweet flower #tw: miscarriage #tw: pregnancy loss #Khan into darkness #khan-stid #Khanbatch

[strangeflashholmes221]

#benedict cumberbatch #doctor strange #sherlock #khan into darkness #multiverse au #credit to artist

[mehreenkhan]

Are we what we do with time, or are we what time does with us?

— Mahmoud Darwish

#mahmoud darwish #are we what we do with time? #or are we what time does with us? #desiblr #desi academia #desi aesthetic #dark academia #pakistan #mehreen khan #salman toor #desi dark academia #poetry #love quotes #poetry blog #poetry aesthetic #moodboard

[ansonmountdaily]

Captain Christopher Pike's outfits in STAR TREK: STRANGE NEW WORLDS → Season 1 - 2 (requested by anonymous)

(Young Lieutenant Pike in the field jacket and red operations uniform is from a 1x06 "Lift Us Where Suffering Cannot Reach" deleted scene on the Season 1 dvd. It's a little flashback scene with Pike in a shuttle. It ends with him beaming back to USS Aryabhatta, the ship he served on at the time with Number One/Una.)

Star Trek: Discovery outfits here.

#star trek strange new worlds #strange new worlds #star trek #captain pike #christopher pike #anson mount #tvedit #trekedit #cinematv #strangenewworldsedit #*edit #thank you anon for the prompt #i've been hoping to make these! :) #our captain loves his aprons and zip tees #sorry for the poor quality of the deleted scene #the original colors are super dark on the dvd #i had to tweak them a lot #young pike was just as charming as he is now :) #i adore the 'wrath of khan' admiral uniform <3

[elennemigo]

BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH as KHAN NOONIEN SINGH in Start Trek Into Darkness. - Request by @doctorhelm ♡

#benedict cumberbatch #benedictcumberbatchedit #khan noonien singh #star trek into darkness #startrekedit #trekedit #filmedit #moviegifs #trekgifsblog #cinematv #filmtvcentral #underbetelgeuse #cinemapix #userbbelcher #chewieblog #startrekdaily #userblues #elegifs #flashing gif #hope you like this one! #it's been a while since the last time i made Khan gifs 😊

[b1tches-br0es-nonbinaryh0es]

Haven’t seen The Marvels but I’m convinced that the bad reviews are written by misogynists cuz there’s no way they’re saying it’s the worst marvel movie when Thor: Dark World exists

#the marvels #marvel #MCU #Thor #thor dark world #kamala khan #Carol Danvers #monica rambeau #photon #captain marvel

[rebeccathesingularperson]

Khan Noonien Singh my ethernal love

#khan #khan noonien singh #into darkness #star trek #adorable vilain #benedict cumberbatch

[anka-khann]

Bahanesi o kadar güzeldi ki sessizce durdum ve gülümsedim.

Sonra şairin şu sözleri geldi aklıma:

"Yaprak ağaçtan sıkılmıştı, sonbahar bahanesiydi." ✒️📖

#my post #sonbahar #edebiyat #yalnızlık #yazılı postlar #edebi sözler #hüzün #black posts #booklover #tumblr postları #postlarım #özlü sözler #my blog #cottagecore #alıntı #naturecore #anka khan #tam1bog #sözmühendisi #dark academia

[khan-stid]

"I think if you had a Daemon it'd be a snow leopard...or some other kind of big cat" Desi cocked her head, observing the oddly familiar human.

(@desi-steampunk-redpanda)

Khan looked at her with his arms crossed narrowing his eyes to her wondering who she was what what her purpose was here to him.

"I don't mind having a tiger I do find them more royal to have with me in a palace as family of course".

@desi-steampunk-redpanda

#khan star trek #khan noonien singh #khan stid #khan into darkness #khan noonien singh roleplay #khan roleplay #khan roleplay blog #khan ask blog #ask khan noonien singh #ask khan #ask me anything

[disdadandon]

me after self sabotaging

#desi boys #desi tumblr #desiblr #desi tag #desi things #desi culture #desi teen #desi dark academia #dukh dard peeda #om shanti om #srk #shah rukh khan #kingkhan

[sobeautifullyobsessed]

Khan fixed his dress shirt and button it up and rolled up his sleeves to his elbows and went to sit on the couch laying back. It had been a while since he had took Diana out any where and it was going to be the first time in a while that they went out on a date. He felt so nervous for no reason, but he loved her so much that he wanted to take her out again. Khan wanted her to feel loved in every way.

His body stretch out legs up on the table waiting for her to appear from the door way in the dress she had gotten. His heart raced with nerves but he tried to play it off as if nothing was bugging him.

Diana stood before the full length mirror, fluffing her hair one last time. She'd dared a lipstick in a deeper red than usual, and she couldn't help imagining staining Nonnien's lips with the color, and then the flesh of his long, thick neck. She eyed her dress in the looking glass, trying to smooth away any wrinkles, and frankly enjoying the way it clung to her curves. That was something she knew he'd enjoy; knew the way his eyes would grow dark with hunger as they raked from her head down to her heels. The last time they had planned an evening out, they hadn't made it out the door, in good part because of the dress she had chosen; even now, she blushed to remember the fury with which he taken her. If I want to actually have dinner out (and dancing--Diana so hoped for a little close dancing!), she realized, perhaps I should change into something less provocative.

But she couldn't bring herself to do it. The moment she'd seen the dress hanging on the fancy second-hand rack of the specialty store, she fallen in love with it. Knowing it would please her prince mightily. 

Without a moment's hesitation more, she picked up her clutch, turning off the bedroom light as she passed into the little hallway on the way to the living room. "Hope I haven't made you wait too long, my darling," she announced, a little breathless in anticipation of his reaction and of the night ahead. Coming to stand in the archway from the hall, she added, "But if I have, I hope you find me worth the wait."

@khan-stid

#Khan and His Sweet Flower #date night #Khan roleplay #@khan stid #Khan #Khan Noonien Singh #her dark magnificent prince #Diana Russell #OFC #his sweet flower #Khan into darkness #khan-stid #my writing

[romanceclub-confessionss]

Confession:

"finished K:CD for the first time the last diamond rush and damn. it's so funny if you're not on kindness & amrit path (i lowkey hate him but nvm) like,, he went thru all this trouble to lure amala to india only for her to kill a couple of ppl and fuck off back to england with killian. i just imagine him sitting at a desk, a drop of sweat on his forehead, coming up with a to do list that's like "force her to come to calcutta ✓ manipulate ✓ propose" with ratan just watching over his shoulder, meanwhile amala is getting dicked down at someone else's wedding + the fact that we had diamond scenes at ratans house? like, he must've felt that. amrit is whining about the messiah, talking bout amala, destiny and whatever while ratans spidey senses are tingling & he's just standing there like 😐"

#romance club #rc #kali call of darkness #kali cod #rc kali #amrit doobay #ratan vaish #amala basu #amala khan #killian lightwood

[mehreenkhan]

The heart is the toughest part of the body. Tenderness is in the hands.

(from Carolyn Forché's The Country Between Us)

Hands are unbearably beautiful. They hold on to things. They let things go.

- Mary Reufle -

Take my hands in your hands, teach me to remember, teach me not to remember.

(from H.D.'s piece, "Helen in Egypt")

My hands wanted to touch your hands because we had hands.

(from Frank Bidart's poem, In the Western Light)

We held hands.

I was wondering what it would be like to have a home of your own where you could come and go, where people would be welcome, where you would never be frightened again.

-Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal

Holding Hands- A Love Language

#holding hands #a love language #dark academia #mehreen khan #desi #desiblr #desi academia #desi aesthetic #hands #light academia #desi tumblr #desi culture #desi tag #desi dark academia #desi teen #moodboard #dark moodboard #hands moodboard #hands aesthetic #henna #mary ruefle #The country between us #helen in egypt #jeanette winterson #frank bidart

[pummedraws]

I finally did art again. Not my best, still trying to figure out how to draw him and I haven't done anything in aaaages... But I'm okay with it. :]

#Star Trek #Khan Noonien Singh #Star Trek Khan #Star Trek Into Darkness #STID Khan #Benedict Cumberbatch #Benedict Cumberbatch Khan #Star Trek AOS Khan #ST Khan #PummeArt #Digital Art #(Done in Clip Studio Paint)