#omb fic
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Attrition
{ft. Barbatos}
Part 9 of the Fortification Series (based on this request)
Genre: hurt/comfort, angst, some fluff
Written for a GN!MC, though the partner is written as male.
WC: ~4.4k
TRIGGER WARNING: Each part contains graphic depictions of various types of abuse, please see specific content warnings for each individual part.
CW: sexual abuse/assault, physical abuse, emotional abuse, threats, intimidation, graphic torture, graphic violence and gore, strangulation & hanging via rope, eye mutilation, self-harm via cutting, urination/incontinence, swearing
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Note: Though I do have a masters degree in Psychology and clinical training in treating survivors of abuse, I am not your therapist, nor is this fic intended to take the place of professional help. If you are experiencing any type of abuse, please seek support from a professional. Utilize the Victim Connect Resource Center to get connected to the appropriate helpline.
THIS ONE IS PRETTY GRAPHIC, PLEASE MIND THE WARNINGS. I figured I’d crank out a longer finale to the series because I wanted to end it with a bang, and also because I love Barbatos and haven’t written a lot for him!!!
“Welcome everyone! I am glad you could all join me this evening!” Diavolo beamed, pleased with his gathering of the exchange students for a fun weekend at the castle. “We will be having dinner in about two hours; please take some time to find your respective rooms and explore the castle. Since the brothers wont be joining us until tomorrow evening, you will all have solo rooms for the night!”
You gulp, fidgeting with the hem of your shirt. A “retreat” at the castle with only the other exchange students meant that you would be away from your primary protectors- the ones who vowed to keep you safe from your boyfriend as you figured out a way to end the relationship peacefully. You really thought he would change after coming to Devildom. But in reality, the tense atmosphere and laissez faire rules surrounding interpersonal conduct only enabled him to treat you worse. You had tried your best to work up the courage to end things, but the more violent he became, the harder it was to do.
Mammon was the first to realize something was wrong. You begged him not to tell anyone for fear of retaliation, but he knew you needed more help. Soon enough, each of the brothers were always around you, ensuring your boyfriend couldn’t hurt you (mentally or physically) as long as they were by your side. Lucifer had been trying to make an official report to Diavolo, but it appeared that with their interventions, they didn't have any recent enough evidence to address it. So you went on with their protection; to intimidate him enough to back off...and it worked, too.
Until tonight.
You gulp, feeling your boyfriend’s hand squeeze yours threateningly. You knew that he knew you were going to try to leave, and that the brothers were always there in order for you to avoid his “punishments.” That’s why he suggested this little “retreat” to Divaolo in the first place- to finally get you vulnerable enough to do whatever he wanted.
Diavolo relieved you all to your quarters, and your boyfriend tugs on you aggressively. As he drags you in the direction of the west spire stairs, you hear your name called from behind.
“Mc, I am actually needing you to stay behind with me.”
You and your boyfriend turn, seeing Barbatos approaching from Diavolo’s side. He eyes your boyfriend before turning his attention back to you, a warm smile decorating his face.
“M-me? Why?”
Barbatos stops in front of you, extending his hand for you to take instead of your boyfriends. “Diavolo has requested that the cuisine prepared tonight incorporates some food from the human world, as we have yet to really taste any delicacies from your culture. I know you are quite fond of cooking, so I figured having your aid in this venture would be useful for preparation and tasting.”
Before you could answer, your boyfriend squeezes your hand tightly- so tight, that you feared of your fingers breaking under his grip. You clamp your mouth shut, knowing that this was a sign for you to be quite and let him speak. You try to hold back tears as you feel the joint of your thumb pop- clearly dislocating like it had so many times in the past.
“I don’t know why you would pick them, of all people.” The man scoffs and shakes his head. “The food they make isn’t much better than the slop you all eat here.”
Barbatos’ eye twitches in annoyance, his warm smile quickly dropping into a frown. “I apologize that our food isn’t up to your standards, (name), but I have faith in Mc’s ability to assist in this matter. If you’re standing in opposition, I would like a better reason than you having poor taste in food.”
Your boyfriend continues squeezing your hand, Barbatos’ challenging of his words increasing his anger. After a tense moment of staring each other down, your boyfriend drops your hand and turns away. “Whatever. Do what you want.”
He storms off, pushing one of the little Ds out of the way as he trudged up the stairs. You breathe a sigh of relief, the panic of being alone with him subsiding slightly. You turn to Barbatos, who still has his hand outstretched to you.
Barbatos takes your hand, not missing the wince crossing your features as he gently directs you along. Silently, the two of you walked to the kitchen, and you settled in chopping some vegetables while Barbatos and some of the little Ds worked on the pastries and attended to the pots on the stove. Some of the tension you felt in your muscles released as you focused on your tasks, entranced to the point where you didn’t notice Barbatos’ concerned glances at you between his own tasks.
He was a very perceptive demon, and he could easily see the rage brewing behind your boyfriend’s eyes when he grabbed your hand and dragged you along with him. Barbatos also had enough of a glimpse into your timeline to know of the horrid things this man had done to you, and he had warned Diavolo of having both of you here together for the exchange program, but the prince insisted that the exchange program could somehow resolve or mend these wounds. Barbatos could almost laugh at the naivety of it, if the situation wasn’t clearly life threatening to you.
He found his mind wandering to the incident shortly before you came here- the last thing he had seen in your timeline before having enough of the sickening visuals of the man's behaviors. Forcing you into such obscene acts when your distressed “no’s” could be surely be heard by anyone within a mile radius still haunted his mind when he found his thoughts wandering to you, and he struggled in feeling guilt for not demanding the prince do something about him sooner. While he was glad that the brothers took notice, he couldn’t help but feel as if he enabled the abuse, and Diavolo suggesting such an isolated retreat- under your boyfriend’s suggestion no less- only made him feel worse.
“Barbatos?”
The butler snapped his attention up from the dough he had been kneading, meeting your uncertain eyes. “Hmm?”
“I said I’m finished with the carrots and beets.” You swallow, unsure of why the usually attentive butler had failed to hear you the first time. “Is there anything else you need me to do?”
Barbatos smiled, turning to grab a mixing bowl and some other ingredients. “Yes, I will have you mix these together here. I have the measurements written down here.”
He hands you the open cookbook flipped to a recipe for brown-sugar glazed veggies. As you grab it, you feel the lingering pain from the dislocated thumb jolt through you. You hiss at the sharp pain, dropping the book and sending various ingredients and spices spilling all over the counter and the floor.
“Shit!” You quickly hop off your stool trying to clean up the ingredients as fast as you can despite the throbbing in your hand. Your heart pounds in your ears, completely horrified to what your punishment from the demon would be for your clumsiness. You knew he rivaled Lucifer in his strictness, and his controlled demeanor suggested anything less than perfection would not be tolerated. You yelp as the pain continues up your arm, clutching it to your chest to sooth it.
Barbatos rounds the counter, coming to aid your injury. What he didnt expect, however, was for your to flinch underneath his attempts to console you, and beg for forgiveness for your error. His heart drops as you sob, begging him not to hit you for what you’ve done.
Barbatos slowly sinks down to one knee, gently rubbing your shoulders and reassuring that he had no intentions on harming you. He felt sick, thinking that this is what you had been reduced to as a result of your boyfriend’s abuse. As your tears finally slow, he aided in wrapping your hand, ensuring your thumb would be set into place as you continued to sit with him in the kitchen. There was no way he would send you back out to two straight hours of abuse.
Instead, he let you play some music from the human world, lightening the mood a bit and teaching him things about how various genres sounded in comparison to the Devildom. After the primary dishes were finished and popped into the oven, Barbatos turned to you, reaching across the counter to study your hand injury. You watched him, nervous about what he was thinking as he traced the injury with his index finger.
“He did this...” Barbatos looked up at you, his hardened stare meeting your anxious eyes to confirm what he already knew was the truth.
You gulped. “I...uh...”
“It’s okay.” He cooed, closing his hands around yours and rubbing your wrist gently with his thumb. “I already know... I’m sorry I didn’t help you sooner.”
You blinked at him in surprise. “Wha- I...How...?”
Barbatos gave a short, sad smile, before his lips fell back into a frown. “It isn’t important how I know of the things he’s done to you, Mc. What is important though, is that I will stop at nothing to prevent him from hurting you again.”
You look away, tears slowly sliding down your cheeks. “I...I don’t think you can do anything. I mean, he’s been getting away with it for so long, I-”
Barbatos hushed you, wiping away stray tears from your cheeks. “Let me take care of it. Trust me when I say that he will pay for what he's done.”
You smile weakly as Barbatos pulls you into a gentle hug. Feeling the warmth of his body as he caressed you made you feel safe. You wanted to believe him- to believe there would be an end to this awful, awful nightmare.
It took so long for him to get you alone, but finally, he managed to do it.
After having your fill of socializing for the evening, and you had said your goodnight’s to everyone, you had gone off to bed. Barbatos reminded you to double latch the door- something he had put in place specifically because of your vulnerability- but he didn’t account for the fact that your boyfriend seemingly had more magic affinity than anticipated. He easily bypassed the locks on your door as you readied yourself for bed, slamming the door open and approaching you with pure disdain in his eyes.
“So, what- you’re telling the help all of our private business now too?” He snarled as he approached you, backing you completely into the wall.
“N-no! I didn’t say anything, I swear.” You squeak, trying to hide your exposed body away from him.
“Bullshit.” he spat in your face, quickly grabbing you by the arm and throwing you onto the bed.
You panic, trying to run away, but he grabs you by the arm and jerks you backwards again, this time pinning you against the plush mattress. You feel the ache in your arm as he grips you tighter, hurling accusations and insults at you, and threating to punish you unless you prove your devotion to him. Your heart stops when you feel his posterior press against you, nausea creeping up in your stomach.
Not again.
You beg him to leave you alone, saying you don’t want any of the things he was going to do, but your pleas fall upon deaf ears. He rips what little clothing you have away before making work of his own. You cry in desperation, screaming for help before he silences you with a harsh slap to the face.
“Shut the fuck up.” The man hisses, posturing himself over you.
You whimper, closing your eyes as you prepare for the worst. But the sound of the door slamming open stirs you from your dissociated state.
No words are spoken from your savior, only the growls in anger from your boyfriend, followed by the sounds of a physical struggle.
and then...silence.
You open your eyes, noticing some furniture flipped over in the room and an unfamiliar afghan thrown over the edge of the bed, but other than that no one else was there. There’s a soft nock at your door, followed by Simeon’s voice asking if you were okay. You quickly dress yourself in a robe and shakily greet him, Luke, and Solomon, asking if they can keep you company while you process what had just happened. They each sit around you, Simeon letting you rest your head in his lap, Solomon fixing up your room, and Luke holding your hand while you come down from the panic. You hoped that, where ever he was, your boyfriend would not be returning.
Barbatos forced the door open with ease after hearing your desperate cries for help, requesting that the other concerned exchange students stay back until the room went quiet. He had intended to give you fresh blankets and to teach you a spell to teleport yourself out of your room if you needed to, but he had underestimated that horrid man’s tenacity in exerting his control over you.
Seeing the man attempting to sexually assault you threw him over the edge. Barbatos quickly threw him off you, holding him by the neck with his tails. The man thrashed as he choked for air, but his attempts at freedom were worthless under Barbatos' hold. Barbatos stole a sad, longing glance at your trembling form, feeling immense guilt for you having clearly been hurt again. He made a silent promise to return when he was finished with the scum of a man before disappearing through a portal.
He stepped through to his room, the man kicking and yelling as he dragged his naked body along the brick floor. Barbatos’ mind swarmed with all of the things he wanted to do to him, but he couldn’t settle on just one. Oh- no, no. This man needed to suffer for all he had done.
Barbatos made his way swiftly to the small side room off to the left from his bedchambers. The man squealed as a few bats hissed and flapped around his face, trying his best to shoo them away by flailing his arms. Barbatos scoffed at his trivial fear of a small, harmless animal. He would surely show him what true fear was.
Throwing him into the wall upside down, the man yelped when his back hit the cragged brick. He fell on his neck, groaning at the strain as he tried to right himself. While the man was preoccupied, Barbatos flicked the door shut, 7 locks latching in place at the snap of his fingers. He paced in front of the man, thoughts of how he would make him suffer first racing through his head.
“What the fuck, man?!” the man yelled, trying to find his bearings as he got up off the floor. “You can’t hurt me! I...I’m an exchange student!!”
Once the man was able to adjust his vision to the dark, his heart began to beat faster with anxiety. Seeing Barbatos’ lips curled up into a snarl, his teeth glistening in the moonlight feeding into the room from the large window struck terror into his heart. His serpent-like eyes burned brightly in a viridian hue, piercing the man’s soul. His tail, thrashing behind him, shimmered turquoise, the veins glowing brighter the angrier he seemed to become.
“Just who do you think you are!” He snapped, now standing up to confront the demon. He thought perhaps Barbatos was merely just trying to frighten him, and convinced himself that his status as an exchange student would grant him immunity from harm. “What we do in the bedroom is none of your god damn business!”
Barbatos stopped pacing, fully turning to face the man. His snarl grew, giving the man a better view of his sharp fangs. He felt intense fury flare within his heart as the man tried to assert that you had consented to sexual acts in any way, and he found it difficult to restrain himself from straight-up killing the man. If only this bull-headed man was wise, he would shut his mouth.
“Is that so?” Barbatos hissed. “Because I seem to recall you having no qualms with making it everyone's business in the past. And I don't think screaming for help means anything consensual is going on in that circumstance.”
The man’s eyes widened. “W-what are you talking about?”
Barbatos smirked. “I know much more than you think I do, (name).”
Barbatos stepped forward, now toe-to-toe with the crumbling human before him. Every attempt to back up was met with another forward step, until the man was backed against the wall with no hope for escape.
“At first I was surprised at seeing such despicable behavior from a human.” Barbatos growled, his eyes transfixed on the man’s. He followed his gaze as it darted around the room, searching desperately for some way out. “And I must say, Most demons wouldn’t behave in such a manner toward someone so virtuously innocent. Though, after looking back on human history, it appears that scum like you have done terrible things since the beginning of time.”
The man gulped, trying to side-step the demon and make a run for the door. Barbatos punched the wall next to his head, the brick giving way beneath his fists. Remnants of the brick wall burst from the impact, showering the floor with clay fragments. The man froze, realizing that brick could easily have been his head.
Barbatos cocked his head to the side as the man began to tremble before him. He smirked, knowing he had really begun to strike fear into the man. “I think it’s time your debts came due.”
The man gulped as Barbatos turned away, disappearing into the darkest corner of the room. The man bolted for the door, fumbling with the locks as best he could, though the magic seals rendered them frozen in place.
“Attempting to escape is futile.” Barbatos hissed from the darkness, causing the hairs on the back of the mans neck to stand on end. “Though, it is somewhat amusing that you think you can circumvent justice...”
Before the man could react, a noose fell over his head and he was yanked backwards. A 7-pointed star was painted in black ink on the ground, only barely visible in the low light of the moon. The man was hung in the center, his feet just barely able to touch the ground. He attempted to stand on his toes, desperate to lessen the bite of the rope against his windpipe.
Barbatos approached from the corner, murmuring a spell in a tongue the man didn’t understand. The man tried to speak, but his voice was rendered inaudible over Barbatos’ chants. Barbatos then held up a knife to his own palm, slicing just enough to draw blood and dripping it into a small wooden bowl. After tossing in a few more ingredients, He approached the man.
“I give you the curse of eternal life.” Barbatos remarked, kneeling before the man and dowsing the star in the liquid he created. “It can only be ended by the separation of your brain and heart from your body.”
The man furrowed his brow in confusion, managing to choke out a “W-what?”
Barbatos glanced up, muttering more incompressible words before whispering to the man. “You will soon see.”
The star began to glow a yellowish-green, completely blinding the man for a moment. His skin prickled with electricity for a moment, but it was fleeting as the light faded. He blinked into the dark, finally adjusting enough to see the outline of Barbatos’ figure in front of him.
“Time for a test to see if the curse was successful.” Barbatos noted, a slight curiosity present in his tone, before reaching behind him and yanking down.
Suddenly the man was 5feet off the ground, his ability to breathe completely cut off. He clawed desperately at the rope, trying to free himself, but was unable to get his fingers around the thick fibers that continued to tighten around his neck. He hung there for what seemed like an eternity, praying that death would find him to end the suffering instead after being unable to break free...but death never came.
“Perfect.” Barbatos mused, a nefarious smirk playing on his lips. He dropped the rope that held the man, watching as he fell to the floor.
The man’s body slammed on the ground in a fit of coughs and gulps of air, trying to fill his lungs with as much of it as he could. It wasn’t long before he again felt the pull of the rope on his neck, choking him as he was dragged across the floor.
He wasn’t quite sure when the texture of the floor shifted, but soon enough he felt gritty dirt beneath him rather than the jagged brick of the room he was previously in. He was able to see the remnants of a portal when his eyes focused on the distance, but it quickly dissipated into the low candle light. He could make out some old doors in the dim lighting, but between the tension on his throat and the clouds of dust, his vision could not focus long enough to get any bearings for his surroundings.
Barbatos pulled the man through one of the doors, stopping only to just barely to restrain the man by his arms and neck. Barbatos kicked his knees in from the back, forcing him down in a kneeling position. He gathered his instruments, not caring to ensure they were clean from their previous uses, but being mindful of their sharpness.
Barbatos turned to the man with the long blade he had selected, trailing it across the man’s cheek as observed him. He was eerily silent as he circled his prey, calculating what his first move would be. He felt the ground below wetten as the man soiled himself in fear of what was to come. He scoffed at the cowardice, continuing to trail the blade down the mans bare back to make him tremble in terror.
“I will tell you now, though you may have figured it out- my purpose of giving you eternal life was to prolong your suffering.” He mused, beginning to push the blade a bit harder as he outlined his plan for the man’s torture. “The audacity you have in harming Mc deserves such a punishment.”
Before the man could speak, Barbatos thrust the blade into the left of the man’s upper back. He screamed, begging the butler to end his torture before it had even begun. Barbatos smirked, finding joy in the man’s pain- knowing that he was serving justice for you and what he had put you through for so long.
“Pleading will get you nowhere, you unctuous swine. I have no intent on bringing you mercy,” Barbatos hissed, ripping away the layers of skin and muscles away to expose the bone and organs beneath. He did the same with the right side, relishing in the agonized wails of the man as he skillfully sliced back the flesh.
The man sobbed, trying to thrash against his binds, but giving up when the attempts to flee made the pain worse for him. He even attempted to cast magic to stop Barbatos, not realizing that the butler’s magical affinity was much stronger- especially given the man’s weakened state. Barbatos pinned the tissue back and tethered it magically to the walls of the cell, almost creating a grotesque sculpture of a human with wings.
As he finished pinning the right side, his mind wandered to you, and he found himself longing to return to your aid and ensure you that your safety had been prioritized...but he knew he needed to complete this first. He sighed, finding himself speeding through the last bits of the man’s torment. He aggressively ripped the man’s lungs from their place and pulled them through either side of his spine, producing pained wheezes and coughs as he again struggled to breathe. He stepped back, admiring his work and how he managed to escape with very little blood covering his person, though the cell was coated from top to bottom. He walked around to the front of the man, tilting his chin up with the knife to look him in the eyes.
“You are the lowliest human I have ever had the displeasure in meeting. I only wish that your torture could continue on by my hand, but I am pleased to know that your life will only be agony from here on. Perhaps another day I will return and finally offer you the release of death...that is, if the maggots don’t consume you first.”
The man screeched, demanding Barbatos free him at once. The butler frowned, irritated by the man’s bold attempt at ordering him around. With a few flicks of his wrist, the man’s eyes were cut clean from his skull, plopping onto the floor amongst the mixture of urine and blood. With only a grin in response, Barbatos turned on his heel and left the cell, triple locking the door for safe measure. The man’s screams could be heard through the catacombs of the castle, silenced only when Barbatos closed the portal to his room.
A soft knock at the door jolted you from your slumber. The others had returned to their rooms once you insisted you were okay, ensuring you that you could call on them should you need something. You weren't sure why, but the only one you wanted to hold you at that point was Barbatos. You felt comforted by his presence, and after your talk earlier that evening and his assurance that he would protect you, you felt safer with him than any of the others.
You shuddered in the cool night air as you padded toward the door, unlocking and opening it just a crack to greet who was there. Part of you feared it was your boyfriend, back from wherever he was carted off to. To your relief, it was Barbatos, who was holding a tray of tea and sweet rolls.
“How are you doing?” He cooed, rubbing up and down your back gently.
“I'm aware that it’s late, but...may I come in?” Barbatos' voice was saccharine as he spoke, obviously being careful not to cause you much more stress.
You eagerly welcomed him in. He put the tray down on your nightstand, then turned toward you. Before you had a chance to sit on your bed, he gathered you in a tight embrace. You blinked rapidly in surprise, but melted into his arms, squeezing him back just as tightly.
“Mmm...okay, I suppose...” you murmured back, nuzzling your face against his neck. “Is...is he gone now?”
Barbatos pulled away, a shimmer of something sinister passing by his eyes. He assumed you could have guessed it was him who had taken care of the man you once called a boyfriend, but it still made his chest swell with pride that you were able to identify him so easily as your savior. “Yes. He will not be harming anyone anymore.”
You nod once, relief washing over you in waves. Barbatos sat next to you on the bed, giving your shoulders a gentle massage after pouring you some tea. You almost found his light scolding on your posture aggravating, but you knew they came from a place of reassurance that you were now safe- as long as the loyal butler remained by your side.
#The Fortification Series#obey me barbatos#obm barbatos#shall we date: Obey me#Obey Me!#Obey me swd#Obey me#obey me fic#obey me series#obey me angst#obey me hurt/comfort#obm hurt/comfort#obm angst#angst#hurt/comfort#obm series#omb fic#fic#GN!MC#GN!reader#obey me gn!mc#obey me gn!reader#obm gn!reader#obm gn!mc#obey me barbatos x mc#obey me barbatos x reader#obm barbatos x mc#obm barbatos x reader#obey me barbatos x gn!reader#obey me barbatos x gn!mc
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question, since I've seen fics/character analysis/jokes taking different angles
Not is he a dog or cat person, just if you had to say which he himself is more like
Propaganda:
Cat
He's mischievous, snarky, and definitely always has been. Does his own thing, somewhat to very tempermental, definitely fussy over his appearance. Sometimes has things blow up in his face as is the fate of many a tomcat. At minimum people assume he has a hedonistic streak given everything else about him.
Dog
So loyal to specific people/concepts he walks into near certain death for them, and refuses to give up on them even when they actively hate him. Works a people pleasing customer service job. Kind of like a working dog in that he needs a job or Else He'll Find One and You Won't Like It, and on some level enjoys receiving orders imo. Very social. Flipside of the mischievousness is that its often playful.
#cipher talk#ds9#Elim garak#Sorry this is unhinged a bit but I was thinking about ectogeos recent OMB fic where he's compared to a villain's lap cat
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Chapters: 3/3
Fandom: Super Mario 64, The Super Mario Bros. Movie (2023), Super Mario Bros. (Video Games), Super Mario & Related Fandoms
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Bob-omb & Luigi, Bob-omb & Power Star
Characters: Bobu | Bob-omb, Bob-ombs (Nintendo), Goombas (Nintendo), Luigi (Nintendo), Power Star, the shadowy figure
Additional Tags: B3313, inspired by a ROM hack, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hopeful Ending, Luigi Needs a Hug (Nintendo), Luigi Needs Therapy (Nintendo), Time Loop, Forgiveness, takes place at some point after the movie, Bob-omb-centric at the beginning, Luigi-centric towards the end, Illustrations, hints of Bowuigi if you squint
Series: Part 1 of Mario Fics
Summary:
Despite Sparky the Bob-omb's best efforts, a mustached man in a green hat steals Bob-omb Village's Power Star, spouting some nonsense about paintings and time loops. Without the energy of its Star, the village becomes a frozen wasteland, and Sparky escapes only to discover that the Mustache Man was telling the truth. He reenters the time loop determined to change his village's fate by protecting its Star. . . and forgiving the one who tried to take it away.
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Garbage Truck
Scott Pilgrim vs. the World AU
Rody moves to Japan to become Midoriya’s boyfriend, but before he can, he has to fight all of Midoriya’s jealous exes. And why does all of this remind Rody of an old movie plot?
Extra:
- Deku has seven exes: Bakugou, Todoroki, Uraraka, Shinso, Toga, Kirishima, and Iida (feel free to add, remove, or change them).
- The title “Garbage Truck” comes from one of the songs from Scott Pilgrim vs. the World, okay? It’s not an insult to anything, I promise.
#fic idea#fanfic idea#fanfiction idea#rody x deku#rodydeku#scott pilgrim vs. the world au#song: Garbage Truck by Sex Bob-Omb
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today's trivial Star Trek inconsistency(?) fixation: what is the relationship between costumes + holosuite capabilities. by and large (all the time? with a single weird exception?) it seems like holosuites cannot provide costumes, right, because everyone enters in them. but. sometimes (Garak in OMB, but is that the only one?) they can??
#I can't think of any other example but I definitely don't remember any TNG/VOY holosuite episodes that well#it's the second most annoying garak costume wtf lol#the first being Past Prologue where the episode unquestionably spans two adjacent days and the costume never changes#but that's a) theoretically explicable in-universe and b) totally forgivable logistically#OMB drives me up the wall because it's so unnecessary and so casual#and utterly impossible to square with the otherwise pretty solid(?) assumption that everyone wears the silly costumes irl for sound reason#it's not his program so there can't be any sort of storage system happening; it fits so cannot possibly be Julian's etc etc#ANYWAY this is for a totally unrelated fic where I'd *like* to be able to pull an 'oh no we forgot swimsuits' move lol#but OMB is just sittin there in the back of my head going. but. how.#ds9 tag
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hey maybe a fic of like scott finally convinces wallsce to come to a sex bob omb practice thingy. and halfway into the song wallace notices like certain things scotts doing like messing up notes or like slurring words but he ignores it at first but as it goes on scott just regresses without really realizing cause he's an idiot and wallace kinda has to deal with it idk I'm bad at explaining hsegvmjfzguyvn
Course I can sweetie!! :3 hope you enjoy!!!
A little slip up
“Please Wallace! It’s been forever since you last came to one of our shows!” Scott pleaded with his roommate as he pulled on his large parka and began to zip it up. “…what to I get out of it if I do come?” Wallace asked, looking up from his newspaper, Scott thought for a moment before looking back over at his roommate. “I’ll stay at Stephen’s for the night so you can bring someone over”. With that Wallace was folding up the paper and pulling his shoes on, practically pushing the younger man out the door and towards the venue where his band was performing
The lights went down and the band was illuminated, Wallace pulling away from whatever guy he was sucking face with to meet the gaze of his best friend. Playfully rolling his eyes as Scott waved at him from the stage before he began to strum his bass alongside the rest of his band. The music wasn’t as bad as Wallace had remembered, or maybe that was just because he was sat in the lap of a very hot guy who seemed to be enjoying it. Tapping along with the rhythm of the songs Wallace watched his roommate, noticing his mannerisms beginning to slip up occasionally, holding a note for too long or not strumming the correct way, everything so small yet noticeable to Wallace.
Head tilted off to the side, watching as Scott plays on as if nothing’s happening. As if his voice isn’t getting softer with each word he sang, his eyes wandering round the room and movements becoming more reserved and smaller. He was getting smaller. Internally cursing to himself Wallace waited out the performance before excusing himself from his new friends lap and pushing past the large curtains catching the band as they were leaving the stage.
Just as he suspected, the moment Scott had spotted him Wallace was being smothered in his arms while the band watched. “Wally!” Scott squealed excitedly, Wallace held his friend in a loose hug, arms resting over his shoulders. “Hey Scotty” He said with a gentle smile, looking down at the younger boy who was practically snuggling up into him. “Did you like the show?!” Scott asked eagerly, rocking back and forward on his heels once he’d detached himself from Wallace. “I did, you did such a good job out there buddy”
Scott grabbed Wallace by the hand, leading him into the dressing room with the rest of the band, he sat with his pile of stuff, signalling for Wallace to join him on the floor so he did. “Hey little dude, can you show me on your fingers just how big you are?” Wallace asked, sitting cross legged on the floor with Scott who was sat on his large coat, the younger boy thought for a moment before holding up six fingers. Wallace nodded gently taking note of that.
“Well then, since your such a big boy do you think you’d be okay spending the night with Stevie still?” He asked, Wallace knew it was a stretch, of course it was! Of course he’d want to stay with Wallace that night, Scott seemed to be thinking about it, glancing between the two men before gently shaking his head and reaching out for Wallace who sighed softly. “Alright, c’mere buddy, let’s get you home…” he mumble, standing up and taking Scott’s hand before the two left the dressing room.
#age regression#sfw agere#agere#agere community#fandom agere#!!! <3#agere blog#age regressor#spto agere#scott pilgrim takes off agere#scott pilgrim age regression#scott pilgram takes off#scott pilgrim agere#scott pilgrim#scott pilgram vs the world#spto#spvtw agere#spvtw#wallace wells agere#wallace wells#cg!wallace wells#regressor!Scott Pilgrim#he’s a regressor!#agere paci#agere sfw#agere caregiver#agere fic
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30 askssss :00000
@kaiserdarken
Nope, in my AU they have a strictly brother/sister relationship.
Nope. No ships in my AU. No exceptions.
I think I have seen all of the DLC. Personally I give it a 4/10. Had a lot of stuff I liked, more horror, beautiful environment. But I hated how much more complicated the lore got with its release. 🙄
@wysteriagem
Maybe someday! :0
YEEEEAAAAHH ONE OF US!! ONE OF US!!
@fandomcenteral
XD Thank you! And yes I've been very careful to stay hydrated. Its been pretty hot around here recently. Uhhgg,
@satiricalsare
THANK YOU! Its mostly just because I'm not comfortable with fanart. But those are even MORE reasons to not want it!
:DDD Thank you so much!! :DD
@aimless-aimz
Bowser doesn't really have any allies in my AU. King Boo and his boos are a really small community of creatures in comparison to Bowsers kingdom. And they mostly just stay in their forest and mind their own business. And yes sometimes troops go into that forest and King Boo takes them. But Bowser doesn't care about a few measly troops disappearing. It would only be a problem if huge clusters of troops went missing.
Point is though, King Boo and Bowser have no alliance. They just kind'a leave each other alone.
As for King Bomb Omb and King Thwomp? I pictured them to be mega troops created by Kamek. Thwomps are supposed to be these enormous bricks from an old temple that were brought to life. Perhaps King Thwomp is a huge wall of bricks that didn't separate when they were brought to life? King Bomb Omb could be the same. A giant experimental bomb omb that was brought to life.
In the end, King Thwomp and King Bomb Omb were created to serve Bowser. He treats and uses them as tools. Nothing more really..
WAAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE TF2 NOW CUZ U SAW ME WAAA THATS SO COOOLLLL
I thought he was always supposed to be just 1 person. Mentally and physically. And something just went wrong. At least that's what I took from it, so that what I made in my AU :0
Duuuuude that's so interesting! Also your birds sound cute! XDD
Oof, I hope none of mine get dubbed, but I see the compliment! Thank you! :DD
XD Don't worry! That's not cannon. I just wanted to draw Roxy and that idea came to mind.
But to be honest, if Bonnie was faced with a situation like that? He sadly would fight back against his friends as best he could. His top priority is to protect Gregory.. He might not do much considering he's missing an arm and a foot but he'd try-
@emily-rider08
XD Awe, thank you! :DD
@angelxd-3303
WAAAA THANK YOUU!!! THATS SO SWEEETT!! WAAA
ALSO YEESS!! ONE OF US! ONE OF US!!
:DD THANK YOU SO MUCH!! And I'm glad you liked Octonauts!! :DD
A good start is an oval/circle with a line through it. I've hit my image limit for this post I cant post references- but you can peek at my Chica(FNAF) and Peso(Octonauts) art for more ideas!
:DDD Thank you!!
AAAA thank you so much! And I'm glad you understand my stance on fanart! :DD
@cherrycreamfairy
Jangles would open his mouth very fast and eat it before it hit him.
Bibi would be so horrified by Jangles actions that he wouldn't be paying attention and get cheesed in the face XD
AAAA THANK YOU SO MUCHH!! :DDDDDD
Just, no art. Okay? No art, music or fics. Just comments/reblogs. And none of this "but I'm not good with words.." Just leave a "💗!!" On every post. I will see that effort and its gonna mean a whole lot more to me than a drawing. Its easier for both of us. No more drama, no more questions or clarifying, just simple little comments that I can wake up to and read. That would be the best for me.
@thedrunkenpumpkin-blog
Thank you so much! :DD Also I listen to a lot of different music when I'm drawing. But recently I've been listening to this on repeat.
youtube
Unironically.
@komikudikentalendo
XDD Awe, thank you so much!! :DD
Thats!... a good question actually. Its hard to tell with Octonauts sometimes. I guess that's up for your interpretation! Considering I don't tend to have a lot of wild animals in my drawings <XD --
Also I'm glad my artwork inspired you! :DD
@soft-kachan
Awe <XDD Thank you!! Also cute critters you got there!! :DD
@cudlycorncornsworthcoberson
Thank you so much!! :DD
Thank you so much! And I yeah. I just prefer no art. Just comments and reblogs. 👍
@minnesotamedic186
I mostly know Kirby from the Anime and some older games I played. I cant remember much from the games, although I do remember liking them.. I also loved the Anime to bits! 10/10 would Kirby again! :DD
#my response#fnaf security breach#fnaf security breach dlc#fnaf security breach dlc spoilers#fnaf ruin spoilers#fnaf ruin#octonauts#super mario bros#bibi and jangles#Youtube
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Hey friends, I've got a new Garashir (+ Siskarak, sort of) OMB AU fic for you and it is a banger! Featuring: Bond girl holo Garak <3
Fic summary:
Julian braced himself. The holoprogram was all just a fantasy. In theory, it was not truly revealing of his inner psyche. So he should have nothing to hide. Still, it felt a little difficult to look Garak in the eye and tell him exactly what had happened that day, especially when Garak was smiling at him so knowingly.
(Julian recounts to Garak the events of an AU version of “Our Man Bashir,” in which Garak's appearance was uploaded into the holoprogram along with the others.)
#garashir#elim garak#julian bashir#garak#ds9#star trek ds9#deep space nine#siskarak#our man bashir#my fic
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hey! if you’re still taking Wallace/Scollace fic recs, I saw fanart of this concept and it was so cute, maybe smth where Wallace gets a Sex-Bob Omb shirt and tries to play it off like he just found it but Scott finds out he was actually trying to support him? idk they’re so cutie lmao, no pressure and have a nice night!
im always taking scollace requests and i love this one
#fanfiction#scott pilgram takes off#scollace#scott pilgrim#gay#scott pilgram vs the world#wallace wells
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guys guys guys i’m back in my omb era please send reqs
omb characters i write for
Oscar
sapo
cuete (i already have a fic or two posted)
jamal
cesar😒
ruby !!!!!
#on my block master list#on my block imagines#on my block#sapo x reader#cuete smut#cuete imagines#spooky smut#spooky diaz#oscar díaz smut#jamal turner smut#cesar diaz
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Anger is but Passion Borne of Love Cast List
We get a lot of questions about who's who in the fic, and although we did post the cast list with our Q&A, we figured it would be best to have a dedicated post we could link to in every chapter. So here you go! (under the cut)
Lord Bowser Koopa: Bowser
- Baron
- Darkmoor Manor
Luigi Marino: Luigi
Mario Marino: Mario
- 85 Star Court
Peach Toadstool: Princess Peach
Thomas Kamek: Kamek Koopa
- Head butler and Bowser’s valet
Kammy Magis: Kammy Koopa
- Housekeeper
George Morton: Morton (Koopaling)
- Footman
Lemarcus Swift: Lemmy (Koopaling)
- Luigi’s valet
Laurence Ripley: Larry (Koopaling)
- Bowser’s attorney
Ignatius Hopper: Iggy (Koopaling)
- Chauffeur
Wendy Carter: Wendy (Koopaling)
- Kitchen maid
Roy Rosewood: Roy (Koopaling)
- Groundskeeper
Gemma Gold
- Chamber maid
Lady Daisy Sarasa: Princess Daisy
- Easton Park
Ellady Rosalina Sarasa: Rosalina
- Easton Park
Lord Henry Toadsworth: Toadsworth
- Mushland Manor
Ellady Etta Toadsworth: Toadette
- Mushland Manor
Lady Birdie Pirah: Birdo
- Bianco Hall
Ellord Peter Pirah: Petey Piranha
- Bianco Hall
Luis Walbright: Waluigi
Lord Orion Warburton: Wario
- Earl
- Mycelia Park
Lord William Booking: King Boo
Ellord Elvin Booking: Professor E. Gadd
Lord Robert Ombler: King Bob-Omb
Ellady Sylvia Ombler: Sylvia (Paper Mario: TTYD)
Lord Lionel & Ellady Catherine Graham: Not based on any Super Mario characters, but their names are basically animal crackers (Lion & Kitty + Graham)
- Wheatley Manor
Gustav Ember: Goomba
John Tannock (tailor): Tanuki (maker of Tanuki suits)
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for fanfic end of the year asks
16. (you can list them all or give me a count total of the # of stories you wrote this year.)
😈. (My own question). All the ships you wrote this year and the number of times you tagged for each.
Hehehe yaaaay, more questions, thank you! ^_^ (fanfic end of the year asks)
[EDITED on Dec 31, 2023 to account for my insane December writing binge]
16. fic(s) you completed this year
31 fics!!! 7 of those were drabbles (that is, exactly 100 words long, which is what drabble means), 3 of them were written for a challenge that strictly limited the length to 250 words, and the other 21 were one-shots of varying length. I'm grouping them like this because the word count limitations def produces a different style of fic than when I can just write as many words as I need in order to tell the story I want to tell. XD Anyway, I've also included brief notes after each fic title about which fic is which, bc I can never remember my own fic titles so how can I expect you to, lmaooo.
drabbles
wrapped up in books: the mortifying ordeal & hearts on a shelf (Garashir + books)
your move (Garashir + board games)
With a Bow (Garashir + gift giving)
Presence (Garashir pre-slash + The Wire)
waiting in vain (Sloan POV Garashir)
dirty little secret (ITPM Siskarak)
250-word ficlets
intergrown (Kireiko + the trauma of pregnancy)
all the things she said (Kireiko + cheating)
these sordid kinds of things (Kirawinn + power plays)
the rest of my fics
cover your hand with mine (Garashir fake dating to real dating speedrun)
the next thirty (old married Garashir)
on point like a laser (OMB Garashir)
The Inherent Homoeroticism of Citizenship Paperwork (post-canon Garashir + greencard marriage. by me and @sapphosewrites)
Whisper a Dangerous Secret (Garashir + secrets. also by me and sapphose)
home is wherever I'm with you (Garashir + Garak exile angst + Second Skin)
The Chloe Aka Incidents: nothing to hide & only bought this dress so you could take it off (OMB AU feat. holo!Siskarak and Garashir getting together)
save me from the dark (Garashir + mad scientist Julian bringing Garak back to life + The Wire)
the world will never take my heart (Garashir pre-slash + Julian getting beat up by Jem'Hadar + In Purgatory's Shadow/By Inferno's Light)
uninvited (Sloan vs Garak + Garashir)
sleeping with the enemy (Goran'ashir)
a little less alone (Garak/Odo)
conduit (Kirawinn crack fic + sexual religious ceremonies)
nightmare (Sloanshir + noncon somno)
seat of power (one-sided Disko with Dukat wanting desk sex)
physical (Garashir + infirmary sex)
lose the battle, win the war (Sloanshir + Julian letting Sloan fuck him as part of a plan to bring down s31)
don't rain on my parade (Garashir + OMB + airplane sex + so much cum)
the calm after the storm (Garashir getting together + haircuts + post-IPS/BIL)
expectant (Garashir + pregnancy kink + the episode Cardassians)
😈. (My own question). All the ships you wrote this year and the number of times you tagged for each.
Oooh, I love your question 😈 <3 Here's all the ship tags I used on my fics for the year:
Julian Bashir/Elim Garak (21)
Elim Garak/Benjamin Sisko (2)
Kira Nerys/Keiko O'Brien (2)
Julian Bashir/Luther Sloan (2)
Kira Nerys/Winn Adami (2)
Dukat/Benjamin Sisko (one-sided) (1)
Elim Garak/Odo (1)
Julian Bashir/Goran'Agar (1)
Elim Garak & Luther Sloan (1)
Hippocrates Noah/holo!Elim Garak (1)
lowkey unrequited sloanshir (1) (this is the only freeform tag I used this year I'm including, and just because it amuses me ^_^)
#ask game#fanfic end of year asks#my fic#i'm trying to finish up at least one more WIP#so i may update this later lol#EDIT: I did update this later! and what an update it is!
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HI HI!! Me again lmao! QUESTION!! SORRY IF THIS IS RANDOM BUT I JUST THOUGHT OF IT
Is the thing Scott was starting to reference at the end of “Equipped: [Glasses]” possibly Wallace wearing a Sex-Bob Omb t-Shirt?👀👀
it absolutely was. possible follow up fic in that but ZERO promises!!!!
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Sparky the Bob-omb, fun police.
(From chapter 5 of my Bowuigi fic, where Sparky thinks Luigi ditched him to go make out with Bowser. Which is totally false. Luigi and Bowser haven't made out at all!)
(In fact, they don't make out for the first time for another 12 hours.)
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stuff about me
hi, i'm bri! i'm a minor, don't be creepy! uh, i'm a sophomore, ap chem is my least favorite class bc it's kicking my ass, i write fics sometimes, my favorite color is green, i'm aromantic and bisexual, and some kind of gender queer, i get soooo happy when people comment/reblog bc i love yall's feedback, and if yall want to request a fic for any of my fandoms that'd be cool!
rules
i don't have any dni rules, but if you're being creepy you will be blocked. if you're being mean to anyone else on my blog you will be blocked. if you leave a mean comment (depending on what you say) you will either be blocked or i'll screenshot it and post it and show all my friends bc yall got me dying laughing fr (it's never that serious). !! REMEMBER I AM A MINOR !!
if you're nice, i will love you forever. seriously, if you say one nice thing to me *muah* *muah* (and if i see you liking a lot of my stuff i love you *muah* *muah*) 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻
i would love if yall request fics if you want to! (in asks or dms) but please nothing explicit. still a minor (i will make reference to or jokes about explicit things, but i will not write those scenes!)
fandoms
The Summer I Turned Pretty - books and tv show
Locke and Key - tv show
13 Reasons Why - tv show
Stranger Things (I won't write anything for ST because of Noah Schnapp's comments about Palestine)
Wednesday
Outer Banks
Umbrella Academy - tv show and comics
My Chemical Romance (I will not write about real people)
The Linda Lindas
Olivia Rodrigo
On My Block: Freeridge (yes ik it's not as good as OMB, but i like it)
Red, White, and Royal Blue - book only
9-1-1
9-1-1: Lone Star
Heartstopper - graphic novels and tv show
Young Royals
Dan and Phil
stories
Jeremiah Fisher
Jeremiah + Skye (my OC)
the hookup
Jellyfish
I'm Not Built for Helping Myself
chapter 1
chapter 2
chapter 3
chapter 4
chapter 5
chapter 6
Date Night
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My Hero Academia Masterlist
Here's a masterlist of all my MHA fics!
Updated: 11/18/23
Full Masterlist
U-A Students
Attitude Adjustment (Lee!Bakugou, Ler!Midoriya, Ler!All Might)
Arms Up! (Shoji x Reader)
A Little Softer Now (Lee!Kaminari, Ler!Deku, Ler!Todoroki)
A Hero’s Insecurities (Lee!Jirou, Ler!Kaminari)
A Shadow Of A Laugh (Lee!Tokoyami, Ler!Dark Shadow)
Betrayal (Lee!Bakugou, Ler!Todoroki)
Between A Rock And A Hard Place (Lee!Bakugou, Ler!TetsuTetsu, Ler!Kirishima)
Can I Have This Dance? (Lee!Todoroki, Ler!Sero)
Caught In The Act (Lee!Bakugou, Ler!Todoroki)
Don’t Be Mad! (Lee!Shinsou, Ler!Midoriya)
Froggy Chair (Lee!Tsuyu, Ler!Uraraka)
Good Try (Lees!Todoroki, Bakugou, Ler!Aizawa)
Guess My Secret! (Lee!Kirishima, Ler!Bakusquad)
Force of Nature (Lee!Bakugou, Lee!Todoroki, Ler!Koda)
King Explosion Murder and Princess Bomb-omb (lee!Midoriya, Lers!Bakugou, Eri)
Laugh It Off (Switches!Bakugou, Todoroki, Midoriya)
Lazy Sunday (Lee!Midoriya, Ler!Shinsou)
I want a hug! (Poke-A-Roki) (Lee!Todoroki, Ler!Uraraka)
Measure Up (Lee!Bakugou, Ler!Midoriya)
Messed With The Wrong Nest (Lee!Hawks, Lers!U-A students)
New Ways Of Showing Affection (Lee!Midoriya, Ler!Todoroki)
Not Invisible To Me (Lee!Hakagure, Ler!Ojiro)
Now You See Me (Lee!Bakugou, Lee!Todoroki, Ler!Hagakure)
Off week (Switches!Dekusquad)
Pet Names (Lee!Midoriya, Ler!Shinsou)
Quirk Advantage! (Lee!Kaminari, Ler!Kirishima)
Remediation (Lee!Bakugou, Ler!RemedialSquad)
Rock Solid! (Kirishima x Reader)
Run Your Fingers On My Tattoos (Lee!Bakugou, Ler!Kirishima)
Special Move (Lee!Kirishima, Ler!Sero, Kanimari)
A Special Kind Of Pen (Lee!Shinsou, Ler!Midoriya)
Spoons (Lee!Todoroki, Ler!Deku)
Study Buddies (Switch!Kanimari, Yaoyorozu)
Static Connection (Lee!Monoma, Ler!Kaminari)
Sweet Dreams Are Made Of These (Lee!Denki, Ler!Jirou)
Team Failure (Lee!Todoroki, Lers!Iida, Ojiro, Shoji)
Tell Me That You Love Me (Lee!Bakugou, Ler!Todoroki)
The Jar (Lee!Midoriya, Ler!Todoroki)
The Rare Lee Hitoshi (Lees!Todoroki, Midoriya, Ler!Shinsou)
Training With The Phantom Thief (Lee!Monoma, Ler!Shinsou)
Where Are The Pockets? (Lee!Todoroki, Ler!Yaoyorozu)
You Like Him? (Lee!Todobaku, Ler!Hawks)
Pro Heros
Cocky Birds Get Their Wings Plucked (Lee!Hawks, Ler!Mirko, Jeanist)
Massage Therapy (Lee!Aizawa x Reader)
My Mattress Is Lumpy (Lees!Shinso, Eri, Ler!Aizawa)
No More Pouting! (Lee!Aizawa, Ler!PresentMic)
Weekend With Mic! (Lee!Shinsou, Ler!Mic)
League of Villains
Brush Of A Feather (Lee!Dabi, Ler!Hawks)
Calming Down Times 2 (Lee!Twice, Ler!Dabi)
Captured (Lee!Shigaraki, Ler!Mirko)
Caught In The Smoke (Lee!Hawks, Ler!Dabi)
Have A Little Fun (Switches!Shigaraki, Kurogiri)
Left In The Dust (Lee!Dabi, Ler!Shigaraki)
Take That Back! (Lee!Hawks, Ler!Dabi)
The Last Time You Smiled (Lee!Shigaraki, Ler!Dabi)
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