far too damaged

indie malcolm reed from star trek enterprise ; loved by leo

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preconceptionschallenged‌:

Trip shook his head. “The captain can handle himself. So can I,” he added, as an afterthought. “You worry too much.” He glanced to Malcolm’s phaser. “There’s nothing down there that can hurt us.”

As if the universe heard them, the shuttlepod lurched to one side, sending its occupants tumbling.

Malcolm fell as the shuttlepod lurched, leaning back against the wall with a groan. “So you say,” he grumbled at Trip, narrowing his eyes at the Floridian. He tried to reach the shuttlepod console and sighed. "The hull was hit by something.”

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archersheir‌:

“A temporal agent? You mean they actually exist?” Wow, Charlie is beginning to wonder just how much truth his grandpa had put into the bed time stories that he used to tell Charlie as a kid. “I suppose it doesn’t hurt to tell you…I’m Charlie, your Captain Archer’s grandson.”

Now that Malcolm was looking harder, he could see it more. “Oh bloody hell,” he mumbled softly, trying to stand up and shake his head. Maybe this was all a wild dream. “Alright, Mr. Archer, yes, temporal agents do exist but you’re not supposed to tell anyone.”

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warpborn‌:

The temptation to abandon the party and find out exactly what was wrong nearly overrode the more logical half of Jon. The half that knew a good relationship with the ambassador could get Enterprise some of the supplies it needs.  The logical half won out, thankfully. “Alright. I’ll see you tonight.” Jon replies, and he makes it clear in his voice that they will talk about this. Because he knew Malcolm so well; something was up. Still, the ambassador was starting to look a little awkward, being a third wheel. So Jonathan put on a friendly smile and nodded his head to the Lieutenant.

Malcolm did end up going back to the ship by himself, talking Porthos for a walk around the decks before going back to his quarters, the dog following. He sat on the bed and stared at the dog, picking him up. “I’m not a burden, am I?” He frowned and looked at Porthos. “What do I know, Porthos. I’m nothing if not a burden.”

He cuddled the beagle close and sighed. His brain was going at a million miles an hour and he couldn’t make it stop, flopping back against the bed and letting out a sigh. “I dunno, bud, I’m tired.”

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OOC—-

STREAMY IS A COWARD FOR NOT ANSWERING MY ASK AND FORCED ME ON HERE TO MAKE THIS POST BY DOING SO @exploretm

BUT HERES THE FACTS:

THE REASON HE MENTIONS EARS SO MUCH IS BECAUSE JONATHAN BECKETT ARCHER HAS AN EAR KINK

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Happy premiere anniversary to my trash son Malcolm

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chessys‌: @telegion​

my husband of twenty years: i love you me: he’s just saying that to be nice

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warpborn‌:

Malcolm’s words didn’t quite match the feelings he was giving off. Jon has learned how to sniff out his mood changes. That ability was needed while being in a relationship with the reclusive Lieutenant; if Malcolm was ever having a problem, he’d never say it. So Jon had to hunt for it.

So he frowned at the mention of Trip. Blinked at kiss on his cheek, despite Malcolm never really being one for much PDA. “I haven’t seen him around.” Jon replies, keeping his tone normal despite his thoughts. “I can help you find him, if you want me to.”

Malcolm smiled a bit more. “No, it’s okay,” he said, patting Jon’s arm. “I can find him on my own, I’m sorry to have interrupted your conversation, ambassador,” he smiled at the alien and then looked back to Jon. “I’ll see you back on the Enterprise later, I have some work to catch up on and I think Porthos probably needs a bit of exercise.”

Again, poor excuses but now he just felt like a burden or inconvenience. Work was his way out of any situation he felt awkward about and he knew Jon would know that, but he just needed to get away from the situation now. “It was a pleasure meeting you, ambassador.”

[kkong-bae]

Sometimes, reaching out and taking someone’s hand is the beginning of a journey.

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Send Me "Right Here" For A Public Sex Themed Sentence Starter!

1. "Come on, nobody's even looking"

2. "We should make a list of places to have sex"

3. "Stop it, I'm trying to watch the movie"

4. "I dare you to get on your knees right now"

5. "Just give me a little peek..."

6. "This place is pretty deserted, it's giving me ideas."

7. "Have you ever had sex in public."

8. "Can you remember all the dirty things we did last time we came here?"

9. "Meet me in the bathroom in five minutes."

10. "Think anyone would notice if I slipped my hand down your pants?"

11. "Stop grabbing my ass, people are looking."

12. "Shall we pull over? I know a great spot."

13. "Come on, I want to put on a show."

14. "I know a great club where we can do anything we want."

15. "I need you. Right now."

16. "Whats the weirdest place you've ever had sex?"

17. "Please? I'm really horny."

18. "I think this picnic needs spicing up a little."

19. "Lift up your shirt, let me see."

20. "I bet I could give you an orgasm without anyone noticing"

21. "You promised we could do it anywhere. So why not here?"

22. "How about we sneak off and go have our own fun?"

23. "You look so hot when you dance."

24. "Take your clothes off. Right here."

25. "Oops...I dropped my napkin"

26. "I don't think I can wait until we get home."

27. "Get up on the hood of the car so everyone can see."

28. "So...Have you ever had sex in a church?"

29. "Do you think anyone can see us from all the way up here?"

30. "Let me come in the changing room and help you out of that."

31. "You know what the best thing to do while camping is? Fuck."

32. "Is a playground at night a totally inappropriate place to fool around?"

33. "I need you to come in the supply closet and look at something."

34. "I don't want to go all the way home. Lets just do it here."

35. "You know...I've never actually had sex on a beach..."

36. "Lets just duck into the toilets. Nobody will know."

37. "What if we stayed in the department store until after closing and had sex."

38. "Just put your hand under the table and feel it."

39. "I wonder if we can have sex in Ikea without being caught."

40. "This ghost train is supposed to last half an hour. I wonder what we can do in that time.."

41. "Looks like we're stuck here. How about we fool around?"

42. "It's dark enough in here to get away with anything"

43. "How great would it be to have sex on the London Eye?"

44. "Who cares if everyones watching?"

45. "I know the catacombs are spooky, but how about we explore it in our own way?"

46. "I would love to look over the whole of Paris while making love to you."

47. "who knows how long we will be stuck in this lift. Might as well occupy ourselves."

48. "Are you really flashing me? Here, of all places?"

49. "Lets see how much fun we can have in the library without making any sound."

50. "I've always wanted to fuck on a yacht."

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archersheir‌:

“Well…would you believe me if I told you it’s actually 2257?” Well at least Malcolm seems calm. Which is good, very Malcolm-like indeed. The older man Charlie knew all his life was generally always the calmest person in any situation. Charlie’s glad for that here, he wouldn’t know what to do if the man started freaking out.

“Unfortunately, yes,” he rubbed his eyes and stared at the young man. “You look familiar... You’re not a temporal agent are you?” He screwed his eyes closed and then opened them back up, looking at the other. Malcolm couldn’t place the similarities, but he knew the man before him looked familiar. 

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preconceptionschallenged‌:

It started off as a chuckle, but became a laugh. He ended up putting a hand to his mouth in an attempt to be more serious. “Malcolm,” Trip managed eventually, shaking head. “You get into just as much trouble.” He was cheerfully ignoring the fact that half the time it was Trip’s fault that either of them ended up in trouble.

“I can handle myself, unlike you and the captain,” he really could, it was why he was the tactical officer after all. His hand gripped the phaser against his side tighter, he knew now that they were getting closer to the surface there could be any number of perils ahead. 

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warpborn‌:

This ambassador was quite the conversationalist. A fresh breath of air from the stuffy, older representatives that accompanied her and complained about everything. Usually, formal dinners were boring. Mundane, with Jon trying to his best to keep a conversation going. But this was surprisingly different. Until Malcolm’s arm circled his, and Jon looked over with a confused frown. “Is everything alright?” He asked with a light frown. “Ambassador Zelar was just telling me about this chain of volcanoes that erupt three times a year.”

Malcolm felt bad about interrupting Jon like that, so he just smiled softly. “Uhm... It can wait. Don’t worry about it,” he detached himself from Jon’s arm and sighed softly. He couldn’t help but feel he was annoying now that he realized there was no flirting of any kind going on. 

“But if you happened to know where Trip was, would you let me know? I needed to ask him something.” It was a piss poor excuse for bothering Jon, but he wouldn’t just outright say he was possessive or feeling insecure. He placed a kiss to Jon’s cheek and looked at him with bright grey eyes, pretending as if he was okay.

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SOMEONE’S HANDWRITING TELLS A LOT ABOUT THEM.

Reblog with your muse(s) handwriting (off of this site)

Tagged by: @medicusculber Tagging: anyone who wants to

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warpborn‌:

Malcolm’s fingers felt something similar to electricity when they touched him. That feeling never really went away since the very first time, and that’s what surprised Jon the most. That Malcolm’s touch was still so special. 

His own fingers came up to lightly brush through some of the Lieutenant’s strands. “That’s because you are.” Jon replied, lips quirking in a smile when he noticed Malcolm’s eyes grow heavy. “You can sleep, if you want. I don’t mind.”

Malcolm chuckled and nuzzled against Jon more. “Even the captain needs some sleep,” he stretched and then nuzzled closer to Jon. His head rested on Jon’s chest and his eyes slipped closed. 

He wrapped his arms around Jon, being closer than he was before, but also happier for it. “I think you should sleep too, you’ve been working too much lately,” he honestly couldn’t remember the last time they’d slept in the same bed together, probably at least a few weeks.