#this scene lives rent free in my fucking mind HELP
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Umbrella Academy hasn’t been messier or more problematic then this season and yet I love this season even more
#i can’t help it#sometimes messy problematic fiction is fun and makes my brain go brrr#i can’t control it#I’m sorry that part where allison yells- we should’ve left you in the basement- like lives rent free in my mind now#i want that scene tattooed in my brain#it was so fucking brutal and good#shit was wild#they went off the fucking rails for this season#and it fed me
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Sated at Last - Mammon
Pairing: Mammon x f! reader (reader uses female pronouns and has a pussy)
Genre: smut/NSFW
Word count: 2.4k
Summary: after finding out you’re a virgin, Mammon is determined to change that
CW: cherry chaser Mammon, reader is super innocent, virgin!reader, loss of virginity, protected sex (yeah, that’s right B), fingering, P/V, (very hurt/comfort of me tbh), very very slight dacryphillia, soft dom! Mammon, aftercare!!, kinda just wholesome and fluffy
its been a while since i wrote any obey me but idk i thought this idea would be kinda cute + mammon lives in my head rent free lol
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“Wouldn’t that hurt?” You scrunch up your eyebrows at the sex scene playing on the tv.
“Wouldn’t what hurt?”
“That position, the way they’re…doing it,” you look at Mammon seriously.
Mammon tilts his head and gives you a lopsided grin, “you mean missionary?”
“Yes?”
He chuckles. “You’ve never done it missionary?”
“No,” you shake your head. “I’ve never done it at all,” you admit.
You say it so casually and then go back to laying in the crook of Mammon’s arm, your head resting on his chest.
Fuck, is all the demon can think. He was already infatuated with you, much to his dismay, but your confession has only made it worse. And looking at him with those goddamn doe eyes and asking about sex? He’s so gone.
He’s grateful you’re too focused on the movie to see the pink tinge to his ears or the strain of his pants. He tries to focus back on the movie, but all he can think about is you and how innocent you are and how sweet you would taste.
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After that night, you’re all he can think about. When he’s studying, when he’s working, even at the fucking dinner table. All he can think about is spreading you out and claiming you before some guy with less honorable intentions does.
He’s your first man, it’s his job to look out for you. He’s just looking out for you. That’s all. There’s nothing else to it—you’ll get eaten alive in the Devildom if they smell that innocence on you.
It doesn’t help that you seem to follow him around wherever he goes. You cling to his side at dinner, spend more time in his room than you do in yours, and even hang out at his work while he’s working. The only y/n free hours he gets are when he’s sleeping, and even then he dreams about you.
“Are you okay?” You tilt your head at the white haired demon.
You’re laying on his couch on your stomach, watching him play video games on the floor.
“Hm?” Mammon snaps out of his daze, blue eyes meeting yours.
“You’ve been kinda…off, lately.”
He shrugs, “I’ve just had a lot on my mind.”
“What’s on your mind?”
With impeccable timing, just as Mammon finishes his level and properly looks up at you, the strap of your bra slips down your shoulder. The thin piece of fabric makes his face flush, and with the way he’s reacting to it, you’d think he saw a glimpse of your panties or something.
“I think,” he sighs. What can he even say to not sound like a total creep? “I-I just need some alone time.”
“Alone time?”
He tugs on his hair in frustration. “Y-you’re so clingy, y/n!”
Your jaw falls open at his words, and there’s an icy feeling spreading inside of you. Clingy? He’s calling you clingy? He’s the only person in the entire Devildom that you feel safe with. The only person you want to be around.
“I just…I don’t have any other friends here,” your shoulders slump and those cute doe eyes fill up with tears.
Mammon knows he fucked up as soon as he sees the dejected look on your face. “Gimme some space, y/n.”
You don’t say anything else before you run for the door, tears stinging at the corners of your eyes. Mammon watches you leave, and he hates the way it makes his heart hurt.
Still, it needed to be done. He hates the thoughts he has about you, hates how possessive he feels over you, hates how greedy he is. How he just wants to ruin your innocence for his own selfish gain.
People really are right about him.
It only takes an hour before you’re knocking on his door, eyes puffy with tears. Mammon takes his sweet time shuffling to the door, trying to build up the courage to look you in the eye.
“Mammon,” your voice is soft and low.
Mammon curses himself for the way his cock swells at the sight of the tears on your face. He’s supposed to protect you from guys like him, but here he is, getting all worked up over your tears and virginity.
He opens the door, looking down at you seriously. You look up at him, and despite how he had treated you earlier, you still look at him like he hung the moon.
“I just—just want to know what I did wrong,” you say.
He opens the door wider, “how about you come in?”
You quietly pad into his room, settling down on the couch like you always did. You draw your knees into your chest, waiting for him to sit across from you.
“I-I’m sorry for being sucha jerk lately,” he says. “I’ve been…struggling, with some personal stuff.”
“Personal stuff? Is everything okay?”
Damn you for being so cute and understanding. He adjusts his pants, taking in a deep breath.
He can’t meet your eyes, his cheeks flushing. “D’you remember when we were watching that movie a few weeks ago?”
You pause for a minute and he swears he can see the gears turning in your head. You blink a few times, trying to remember. “Do you feel weird because I asked about sex? I’m sorry if I invaded any boundaries and—”
“I feel weird because you said you’re a virgin.”
He looks anywhere but you, his face absolutely burning. If it were possible for him to die of shame, he would. You don’t say anything for a while, trying to think of a reason why he would feel weird about your sex experience. The idea that he thinks of you like that at all is enough to make you clench your thighs together.
You don’t know why, but you lean in and press your hand over his. “Why?”
In an instant, he’s laying on top of you. One of his hands has your hands pinned above your head, the other is supporting his weight so he doesn’t crush you. You can feel the muscles through his t-shirt, feel every breath he takes and the racing of his heart. You wonder if he can feel the same from you.
“Because I can smell it on you, and some demons would ravage you if they could smell it on you.”
You take a shaky breath, squirming beneath him. “Some demons?”
“Horrible, selfish, greedy demons that just want to take your innocence for themselves.”
It’s then that his words click for you. Mammon wants to take your virginity, the Mammon wants to have sex with you. Mammon’s been avoiding you because typical of him, he can’t confront his feelings for you.
“What if,” You pause, knowing that if you say what you’re going to say, everything will change forever. “What if I want that greedy demon to take my innocence?”
His eyes darken. “You don’t want that, y/n. Not from me. I-I ruin everything I touch. I don’t want to ruin you too.”
“Ruin me, Mammon. I don’t care if you ruin me, because it’s you.”
Your words ignite something in him, and suddenly his lips are on yours and his grip is tightening on your wrists. He’s hungry, wasting no time in attacking your mouth with his. He slides his knee between your legs, grinding it right against your sweet spot.
He’s so turned on, so driven by his own hunger, that it takes everything in him to pull away. “You’re sure you want this?”
“I’m sure.”
“Alright, get in my bed and take your clothes off.”
You obey him, heading up the stairs to his bed and stripping out of your clothes. You cover your exposed chest with crossed arms, laying back on his bed.
Mammon follows suit, stripping out of the t-shirt he was wearing. His toned stomach makes your face heat up and pussy gush. You look away as he takes his pants off, only looking when he crawls into the bed next to you.
He slides an arm around your shoulders, tugging your head into his chest. His other hand trails down your thighs, pushing them apart to give his long fingers easier access. He taps your clit with the pad of his finger, eliciting a moan from you.
You’re reactive, good to know.
He plays with your clit, rubbing and pinching and rolling it with his hands. “That feel good, baby?”
You can only nod, letting out a breathy mhm in response. Your pussy reacts with every movement of his hands, your hole clenching empty air and leaking juices all over his comforter.
“What do you need, baby? Tell me.”
You whimper, bucking your hips against his hand. It feels so good, so intense, and it leaves you wanting more. Wanting him.
“Use your words, baby.”
“I-I need you…I need you to fuck me.”
His hand trails down from your clit to your drooling hole, slowly slipping one of his fingers inside of you. You whine even more now, throwing your head back and closing your eyes.
Mammon slips another finger inside, slowly working you open on his hands. “Are you okay? Do you want to keep going?”
“I-I want you,” you urge, eyes tearing up from the pleasure building inside of you.
“I know, I know. But I gotta stretch you out first or you won’t be able to take it.”
His words make you gush even more and he chuckles, taking advantage of how wet you are to slip another finger in. He goes faster now, curling his fingers inside of you. You wrap an arm around his shoulder, running your hand through his hair.
He pulls his fingers out slowly but you still wince at the emptiness. He can’t help but lick your juices off of them, his cock only getting harder from the way you taste. He gets up from the bed, rummaging through the nightstand until he finds a condom.
You watch as he rolls it onto his shaft, your eyes widening at the size of him. He climbs back onto the bed between your legs, and you spread them as wide as you can for him.
“This is what you want? You’re sure?”
“Just fuck me, please.”
He gets it in right away, driving it into you slowly. You’re a little tense, and he’s a lot bigger than you expected, so it takes a minute for him to get it all the way inside of you. It’s unlike anything you’ve ever felt, though. He’s so deep you can feel it in your tummy, and despite the way it stings, your pussy has never felt better.
He doesn’t give you much time to adjust—he’s so excited to finally be fucking you that he simply forgets. You don’t mind, though. You’re so horny that you don’t care, even if it does hurt for the first few thrusts.
He’s slow at first, but as you relax and get wetter, he picks up the pace. He’s propped up on one arm, his chest almost flush with yours. His thrusts are intense, and so deep that they hit the parts of you that you’ve always wanted to be touched.
“You’re being so good right now,” he pants, “taking me so well.”
You cling to his shoulders, tangle your fingers in his hair, anything to ground yourself to the reality that you’re being fucked by Mammon right now. He moans, but they’re more like quiet whines and they only egg you on more.
With every deep thrust, the moans are forced out of your throat, and though you try to be quiet, Mammon looks at you with a crooked smile.
“Shh,” he holds a finger up to his lips.
“S-sorry,” you say, but you’re cut off by another loud moan when he bottoms out again.
He covers your mouth with his hand, speeding up even more. He thrusts into you over and over, going as deep as possible every time. The heat inside of you is only building, and you feel like you’re going to burst at any second.
“I’m gonna cum,” he whines.
You nod, wrapping your arms tighter around his shoulders to draw him closer. He’s driving his hips into yours so hard that you can feel bruises starting to form on your thighs from where they wrap around him.
He slams into you, and you come undone. Your muscles contract and relax, and the muscles in your legs start to twitch. Your grip on his shoulders loosens as you focus on the way your whole nervous system seems to have caught fire.
Mammon collapses into your chest, thrusting a few more sloppy times as he fills the condom with cum. He keeps his head on your shoulder and his cock inside of you while he catches his breath.
“How are you doing?” He asks.
“Good,” you say, rubbing circles on his back.
“Do you need anything?”
You shake your head, “just you.”
“I’m all yours,” he kisses your forehead.
He pulls out, leaving you feeling cold and empty. He ties off the condom and throws it in his trash bin before pulling his underwear back on.
He passes you his t-shirt, “you can put this on. I’m sure you’re gonna be a little sore so if you don’t wanna wear your panties, that’s okay.”
He helps you tug the shirt over your head, and kisses the tip of your nose. “I’m gonna grab some water, you should go pee before you go to bed. Okay?”
You nod, standing up on shaky legs. He’s right, you are a little sore. There’s a weird tight feeling in your tummy, not unlike the one while he was fucking you. You manage to make your way to the bathroom, grateful that it’s so close to his room and that it’s so late at night that no one else was around to notice.
When you get back to Mammon’s room, he has the comforter pulled back and a glass of water at your bedside.
You crawl into the bed and take a few sips of the water. “Thank you,” you mumble. You slide under the comforter and turn over on your side. “For everything.”
“Get some rest, baby. Sweet dreams.” He flicks off the light and goes to bed next to you, and everything in the world feels right again.
#mammon x you#mammon x reader#shall we date mammon#obey me mammon#mammon fluff#mammon smut#mammon angst#mammon hurt/comfort#obey me oneshot#obey me swd#obey me x you#obey me x reader#obey me devildom#mammon#mammon avatar of greed#x reader#x you#x you smut
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RWBY Fanfic Recommendation List
Fics that have really struck me, vaguely organized by ship and/or topic.
Bumbleby (Blake x Yang)
first off, basically anything by pugoata. She's the goddess-empress of the Bees. I'm gonna give particular props to Banshee, as it was the first longer fic and AU that I read, and it really opened up my mind to what fanfic could be.
You're a Mountain, Full of Glory - a ski/snowboard with amazing characterization and a closing scene that will live rent-free in my head forever, in a good way.
They Can't Steal the Love You're Born to Find - childhood soulmates repeatedly torn apart and reconnecting, with courtroom drama. One of the most angst-ridden Bee fics I've ever read.
Fucking In Love - pornstar AU that gets right to the sex and slow burns the romance. Hot as hell while also full of tenderness and pining.
Midnight Menagerie - exotic dancer, kinda-cyberpunk dystopia AU. Edges you forever with the sex, earns all the angst tags, and we are majorly trusting @kaelidascope when she promises an amazing happy ending.
Bite Me Like You Love Me - one of the hottest Bee smutfics I've ever read.
You and Me - Blake discovers she's pregnant the day Yang goes MIA on a mission and struggles through being a single mother teaching their child about her amazing other mom. Short, happy ending, amazingly sweet.
WhiteRose (Ruby x Weiss)
The Foxtrot - Ruby and Weiss repair their broken lives after the war. It's one of the most popular RWBY fics of all time for a reason.
Can You See My Strings?/Deja Vu - premium mentally ill Weiss escapes from child abuse angst, with a happy ending if you read the sequel.
But Your Voice Used to Be Mine - Weiss escapes abuse to join RBY's punk band whose smash hit she inspired.
Just One Cigarette - Ruby and Weiss have a little meetup roleplay and it's really good.
Faunus Weiss (generally major themes of struggling with internal and external racism)
Craving the Sky - Weiss has painfully concealed her faunus heritage while she tries to earn her father's love. The support of her team, and the love of Blake and Yang (BeesSchnees) help her soar on her own.
Black Swan Theory - faunus Weiss struggles to recover from child abuse and navigate a deeply racist society while building a relationship with Pyrrha (Schneekos).
Clipped Wings - secret faunus Weiss, dealing with racism and abuse from Jacques, this time slow burning towards Pollination.
Villainesses
Melting Glace - Cinder and Neo find love, and no redemption, in the trauma of failing to destroy Beacon. Will make you cheer for them to win by the end.
Rise from the Ashes - Cinder has a Vader moment and saves Ruby from Salem, and Ruby's pure heart helps her heal, and their adversarial relationship turn to affection. Peak RWBY enemies-to-lovers.
Odds & Ends
The Bermuda Triangle - great modern AU BeesSchnees that gets filthy hot at the end.
Midnight Rose - Summer rescues and adopts Cinder out of Atlas. Their relationship, and Cinder coming to love the Xiao Long-Rose family, is beautifully depicted. Still very much ongoing (no ships as of yet).
Fallen Maiden - Jaune dies protecting Pyrrha at Beacon, and the Fall Maiden power remains split. Will Pyrrha's bloody crusade of vengeance consume her? Or, 'Pyrrha goes full Magneto and fucks Cinder up'.
What's In A Name? - Winter and May grow up together, struggling to cope with their feelings for each other against the background of the Atlas aristocracy.
Linked In Life and Love - I'd be remiss if I didn't mention this one. I really, really love the first act, where Team RWBY sees Blake suffering terribly through a surprise heat cycle and decides that they will all "help" her with it. It's sweet and tender and feels legit for them. I'm not a huge fan of where all the series has gone since, but I would invite anyone to judge that for themselves.
(As I see this getting a decent amount of traffic, I'll just point out that, if it's convinced you [correctly] of my impeccable taste in fanfic, you might want to check out my own RWBY writings)
#rwby#rwby fanfic#rwby shipping#ao3#rwby recommendations#ruby rose#weiss schnee#blake belladonna#yang xiao long#bumbleby#whiterose#save rwby#save crwby#greenlight volume 10
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cassian. great man, wonderful friend, absolutely terrible mate.
we have seen Nesta’s sisters, who arguably have less of a reason, defend her more than Cassian has ever thought about. HELLO?
my issue with cassian acosf and onward is that we are truly expected to believe they he deeply understands Nesta when he’s been shown time and again to never stick up for her and never fully trust her. he does nothing to help her over come and face her traumas / depression, she’s left to do that on her own, but best believe he’s down to fuck and make her hike! (no sarah sex and physical exercise are not cures)
after reading the entire series once and now twice seeing Rhys threatening anyone who dares breath wrong in Feyre’s direction under the guise of just “protecting his mate” i find it extremely hard to believe cassian allowed or even sides with anyone who speaks ill of/to Nesta or threatens her- all of which Rhysand and most of the IC (besides her sisters and Az) do, most of the time while directly in front of cassian in conversations he’s involved in. the most he does is…pout a little? throws a hissy fit? the two times i can remember him even remotely stick up for Nesta he immednantly backtracks as soon as Rhysand pushes back, both times the final decision being put in Feyre’s hands, this continues even into CC3 (and let’s thank the mother Feyre loves her sisters which is something ik yall nesta haters can’t stand.)
let’s move onto something i know yall don’t want to talk about, his verbal abuse. “oh but nesta also said-“ we know what she said, that is not the point. if this man knew all along nesta was his mate and truly wanted to help her heal from her traumas and depression why did he take every chance he could to provoke her? Nesta called Rhysand an asshole, and he IS especially to Nesta, and instead of keeping silent as he does when Rhys/the IC harshly critique her, he immediately gets angry and in her face to defend him. funny he can’t do that with her, his MATE? or let’s talk about this scene
oh okay! that’s totally something you say unprompted to your mate who is severely depressed and traumatized because she won’t eat! she’s totally not shaking because she’s triggered! then to add the lecture “we’ve been here before, too” oh okay! so you admit you know what she feels like (very doubtful although i’m not going to compare their traumas, both are valid he just does not understand her like he thinks he does) it’s patronizing and a little frustrating. she doesn’t want to be there in the first place, purposely throwing a sensitive subject in her face will not magically motivate her or cure her- she is simply doing what she has no choice in. she has been stripped of all autonomy, humanity, and “normality”- she feels alone and valuable in a way she as never felt before and she has NO HELP. none!
i’ll end with the hike. yay more physical activity as punishment- but if i said that was abuse yall will bring up the pregnancy so ill do it for you! Yes, Nesta was wrong to tell Feyre THE WAY SHE DID, she had every right to tell Feyre about her own body and pregnancy, it just shouldn’t have happened the way it did. everyone knew it was wrong to keep it from Feyre, even Cassian, so instead of forcing her to hike a mountain as punishment to ware her down mentally and physically he couldve stood up for both Feyre and Nesta to Rhysand the moment he threatens to KILL NESTA. a simple “hey buddy you knew it was wrong to keep that from Feyre you can’t kill my mate for telling her even if it was out of anger” would suffice. not once during their entire hike or during her breakdown does he reassure her, not even when she is tearing herself apart because she doesn’t feel worthy. don’t even get me started on what happens in CC3.
over all i think Nessian is great and they have some great moments, the end of ACOWAR lives rent free in my mind but i am incredibly disappointed with Cassian. i do feel like Nesta deserves better from everyone (besides Feyre and Elain who, again, are the only ones who i truly believe love her unconditionally.)
anti nesta’s this is not a safe space for you.
#acotar#nesta archeron#acosf#nesta acosf#pro nesta#nesta acotar#nesta supremacy#nesta deserves better#nesta x cassian#nesta x eris#nessian#feyre acotar#feyre archeron#elain archeron#elain acotar#sjm books#sjm multiverse#sjm universe#cc3 hofas#cc hofas#hofas#hofas bonus chapter#a court of silver flames#cassian acotar#cassian#rhysand#inner circle#anti rhysand#anti inner circle#eris acotar
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hello my fellow solomon enjoyer in christ !!!!!! i hope you dont mind me dropping knto your inbox (i wanna befriend more solomon enjoyers if u dont midn that either ><) outta nowhere
your solomon snippet fromnthe other day is still stufk in my head (because firstly it heavily aligns w my own hcs and your writing is heartwrenchingly beautiful!!!) so i was wondering what other angst sol hcs you have !!!
have a lovely day !!! (also this is my fourth attempt bc tumblr keeps on crashing in the middle of writing this ask……. 😭)
HELLO!!!!! i dont mind one bit pls drop by whenever!!!! i am super excited whenever i see something in my inbox :D !!!!
FRIEND ??? YES I WOULD LOVE THAT i dont rlly have any obey me moots AAAAAAA RATTLING YOU RN
?>!@!>?@>?!>?@>?#!>?@ I LOVE IT WHEN MY HCS ALIGN W SOMEONE ELSES IT MAKES ME FEEL SO SMART LIKE YES!!!! I THOUGHT THAT TOO!!!!! AAAAA!!!!!!!
i have quite a few actually SO SO SO IM SO EXCITED TO SHARE JEHFHRGHGHRGRH YOU HAVE A GODO DAY TOO!!!! THANK YOU <33333 (tumblr is so annoying sometimes HELP)
SPOILERS FOR THE OG GAME LESSONS 16-17
His whole hehe haha jokey thing when he flirts with MC? It's because he doesn't want to get too attached because they're MORTAL but he's so desperately in love with them that he'd do anything for them!!! We've seen it!!! This man would fight DEMONS more powerful than him and go up against ANYTHING just so you're safe!!! GRAHHHH that scene in Nightbringer when Belphie was like "I'm mad." and Solomon was like "And you think I'm not?" FUCK THAT LIVES RENT FREE IN MY MIND I THINK ABOUT IT SO MUCH. Actions speak louder than words!!
He's had multiple nightmares about losing them to a demon, especially Belphegor because he actually killed MC. He also dreams of Lucifer threatening them (ANOTHER thing that happened in the OG game, but this was one that Solomon actually witnessed) except this time Solomon can't get to them and before he knows it their eyes are lifeless and he's the only one that seems to care on the dancefloor of demons who laugh at the existence of humans.
There's a small part of him that wants to convince MC to attempt to become immortal just like him so he can see them all the time, though the bigger part of him knows that isn't right. Please tell him it's okay to be selfish.
Every day, he insists on taking a picture of you. He has a secret little scrapbook of pictures and memories of you, daily memories of you. It doesn't matter if all you did that day was video call him, he'll take a screenshot of your smiling face and put that in his scrapbook. He does this so he'll have a timeline of your relationship, from the day one of you confessed to the day you pass. He'll be able to remember anything and everything about you even when you aren't there anymore.
Whenever you cuddle with Solomon and he rests his head on your chest, he's listening to your heartbeat. I actually think most if not ALL the obey me cast would do this (ESPECIALLY BELPHIE!!!!!!) just to check that you're still okay and haven't been hurt.
He has a habit of checking you for injuries whenever he sees you. He'll run his hands down your arms and down your waist just to make sure there's no wounds. It's become so habitual that he doesn't even really realize he's doing it anymore.
#tw: death#tw: murder#auburn's rambles <3#obey me solomon#om solomon#obey me x reader#obey me angst#obey me#obey me solomon x reader#om! solomon x reader#om solomon x reader#solomon x reader
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It's been a minute since I made one of these long boi posts, so here goes:
Things I want to see in the next Steven Caple Jr/Knightverse Transformers G.I. Joe crossover movie:
Decepticons!!! Oh how I've missed them! I want to see some new badass Decepticons make an appearance and be scary af and cause drama for the Autobots, and what I assume will be their new allies, the Joes.
GENTLE TOUCHES BETWEEN NOAH AND MIRAGE! I don't give a FUCK if they're both dudes or whatever! GIVE US SOME GENTLE TOUCHES, GODDAMMIT! Remember the cute little finger grasping thing that Charlie did after she calmed Bee down when he went into his kill mode? Give us something like that where Noah wraps his tiny fingers around Mirage's HUGE digits.
Give us some hugs! I want to see Noah and Mirage hug affectionately, not minding the size difference at all. Either a full body hug or a face hug works, or both. Both is good.
Can we please have Noah boop Mirage's nose as a joke or for funsies? 🥺 I would love to see how Mirage would react to that touch.
Noah placing his tiny hand on Mirage's faceplate! Gahh! If Charlie can do it, so can Noah! 😤 Could happen in a reassuring/comforting scene.
Hand holding or grabbing. Like Noah grab's one of Mirage's digits with his tiny hand or Mirage holds Noah's tiny hand in his massive servo. Just hand touching in general please! 🥺
More teasing and flirting from Mirage. Since the PCS basically hinted that Miroah is a done deal, I would like to see how Mirage would up his game. Like what if he increased his teasing and flirting with Noah and says something even more outrageous than, "You've been inside me!"? What if him and Noah are having a casual convo (ideally in front of a small audience, like other Autobots for dramatic effect and added wow factor) and in response Mirage says something like, "That's not what you said last night, babe. 😉" Imagine Noah's reaction and the audience's reaction. 🤣🤣 Though, considering how hard the studio had to fight to keep the inside me joke in, that particular line may be "too spicy" for Hasbro. But something more mild or along those lines would be greatly appreciated.
MIRAGE'S KILL MODE!!!! I WANT TO SEE MIRAGE GO INTO BERSERKER MODE because someone had the audacity to harm or attempt to harm Noah!!!! Battle mask on and weapon charged! I want to see him absolutely enraged and start shooting up the place. But in a controlled rage like Bee had where he aimed at vehicles instead of people. Maybe Mirage could aim at Decepticons or some other enemy. Point is, I want to see Mirage use his battle mask and go to town blasting! And then I want to see Noah gently calm him down and give him a gentle touch or say something soothing to help calm him down.
Give us this Mirage right here! Battle mask on, weapon charged and ready to fight everybody!
Or instead it could be Mirage just naturally protecting Noah from an enemy that triggers his kill mode. But this could be Noah's first time seeing Mirage like that, so we could still get that delicate, gentle moment between those 2 once Mirage calms down.
CHARLIE AND BUMBLEBEE REUNION!!!! I had a dream recently about Charlie playing a sort of game of tag that was an extension of the ending scene in Bumblebee, when Bee scans his new alt mode and Charlie is amazed by it and then Bee drives off. In my dream Charlie is running in front of Bee laughing while he drives very slowly behind her to chase her. I have no idea where that dream came from since Miroah has been living rent free in my brain for months, but it makes me want a Charlie/Bee reunion extra bad now!
More Mirage and Arcee sibling energy! I think we were absolutely ROBBED of Mirage and Arcee moments in ROTB, so I want more in the next movie! Big sister Arcee scolding or teasing Middle child Mirage about something. It would be glorious! 🤩
Mirage introducing Noah to new Autobots and being all proud like. Like, "Yup! That's my human! He's mine." or whatever the robot equivalent would be. I don't know why, but every time I read a Miroah fic that has Mirage refer to Noah as his human, my heart swells a little. It's just so cute. It's giving cat owner energy for some reason. 🤣
A Mirage and Noah mission scene where they're officially partners. All the jokes, all the teasing, all the flirting, just all the general Miroah shenanigans. But now they are officially on an Autobot/G.I. Joe mission together.
I want Breanna Diaz to meet Mirage! I need to know if she will pull out a chancleta and try to strike Mirage with it. 🤣 'Cause you know the Diaz family loves to resort to violence whenever they first see Mirage. Noah with the metal pipe and Kris with the baseball bat. I need to know what Breanna's weapon of choice is. 🤣 But also, I want to see her warm up to Mirage and him being all charming and kind towards her.
I would love to see some Mirage and Bee shenanigans. The 2 Autobots with human companions need a scene together! Maybe even give us some Mirage and Bee sibling energy. And maybe even a double team up with Mirage and Noah as partners and Bee and Charlie as partners.
A Mirage pamper scene or flashback or mention of how Noah pampered him up real good to make him look all shiny and brand new. A perfect chance to slip in some flirting from Mirage praising Noah for a job well done. 😏
MORE ARCEE SCREENTIME!!!! GODDAMMIT!!! WE WERE SO FUCKING ROBBED! ARCEE IS A QUEEN AND DESERVES MORE SCREENTIME!!!!
MORE ELENA!!!! Elena is also a queen and I want her in the next movie coming in with that artifacts knowledge and general warm-hearted and caring Elena energy that we all know and love! 🥺
This might be a stretch, but what about Arcee becoming fond of a human and she ends up getting her own human companion? It could be Elena or another female character. That would be so cool!
The main reason why I made this post is because A LOT of the stuff I wanted to see in Transformers EarthSpark S1C actually happened (I still need to make a post about that) and it makes me feel like if I keep making these long boi posts, I can continue to manifest my own desires and head canons. *cue maniacal laughter* No, but for real, can we please get a Noah/Mirage centric animated series?? It would be wonderful! 🙏🏾
Okay, that's all for now. If I can think of anything else, I will definitely edit this post. Thanks for reading! ~
#long boi post#transformers#transformers rise of the beasts#tf rotb#rotb#rotb mirage#rotb noah#rotb noah diaz#rotb elena#rotb elena wallace#rotb arcee#rotb bumblebee#charlie watson#maccadam#maccadams#transformers rotb
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Bring Me To Life (Prologue)
Summary: Against all odds, you've survived. Having graduated high school and moved out of your Parent's place, your sibling decides to join you for the summer, and your first stop is Santa Cruz in California, you had always wanted to live there anyways so why not now that you're experiencing freedom? One problem: This doesn't look like the 21st century, instead it looks like a scene from your favorite movie, in fact it looks exactly like your favorite movie.
How are you meant to survive in the murder capital of the world? With vampires of all things, and your sibling hates this movie.
a/n: prologue for this fanfic, this will also be on AO3 and wattpad. Preface for this, fuck Max :}
Reader: Male Reader, uses Y/N, third person.
Oc uses they/she pronouns. Will be using both, Y/n refers to them as both sibling and sister, which is okay
Fandom: The Lost Boys
Pairing(s): Michael Emerson x Reader, Paul x Reader, Dwayne x Reader, Marko x Reader, David x Reader, Sam Emerson x Nonbinary! Oc, Edgar Frog x Nonbinary! Oc, Alan Frog x Nonbinary! Oc,
It was one thing moving the United States to California by yourself, it was another thing bringing your 15-year-old sibling with you, not to live with you, but to stay just until summer was over and school was starting again, your parents believed it would help with their 'rebellious streak'. That streak being that they just don't care enough to do class work and keep staying up all night playing video games, therefore they fall asleep in class.
Nik had a firm belief in changing the radio whenever any song that they didn't like came on, and you had a firm belief that your sibling needed to shut up because you liked your music and if you had to drive without some good tunes you would probably turn into the next psycho on the news.
You two did listen to similar music, but for this trip it was specifically 80s and 90s songs that you shouted loudly, windows were rolled down because the air conditioner in your car didn't work. It was small and shitty and cost a year of pay, thankfully your parents were there to let you live rent free. One of the few things you could be thankful for.
"Do you know how to be quiet?" Your sibling groaned, their jacket wrapped around their body despite how hot it was, "Put on Hozier, or Doja, hell I'll even take Taylor Swift over this... What is this shit?"
'Cry little sister'
"I know damn well you aren't talking to me about my music taste-"
'Thou shall not fall'
"What's wrong with mine?"
Come, come to your brother
"It's literally only tiktok songs, half of them aren't even good."
'Thou shall not die'
"At least I don't say 'They sung this on Glee'"
'Unchain me, sister'
"Every hot, mentally ill, gay person went through a Glee faze."
Thou shall not fear
"I didn't"
'Love is with your brother'
"That's why I said hot."
'Thou shall not kill'
You quickly stuck your tongue out in a childish way, before looking back into the road, ignoring your sibling who mumbled and repeated your words. "Theres a reason we're heading to Santa Cruz. Found a nice place right near the beach so we can-"
"Sleep all day, and party all night. I know, you've said it hundreds of times." Nik had heard the phrase from you so many times, you had tried to show them your favorite movie, even almost tricked them into it, but they were quick to leave the room. They simply hated it because you loved it, something you were forced to accept about them.
The car ride became silent as you got closer, to fill it, Nik had turned up the radio as it switched to a different song.
"Finally some MJ." The beat of Billie Jean came in, causing you to start tapping your hands to it as your merged.
"She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene" The two of you belted the lyrics, switching over the 80s playlist to one consistently of Michael Jackson. "I said don't mind, but what do you mean, I am the one" you shook your head, "Who will dance" you turned to your sibling and sung the words to them before turning back, repeating it each time you sung, "on the floor" again "in the round?" and then turned back, "She said I am the one, who will dance on the floor in the round"
The house that you bought with a loan wasn't the biggest, at least not compared to your parents house. Two bedrooms, One master and One guest, and 1 in a half bathrooms. The half bathroom was connected to the master bedroom, which Nik tried to get but was quickly locked out. They would be staying in the guest room, while you set it up they would help. They were also supposed to attempt to find a job this summer, as their parents wanted Nik to learn some responsibility.
"Okay, change outfits, shower if you need to! We are going to the beach!" You were excited, thrumming almost. You felt as if you belonged.
"I'm tired."
"Party all night!" You yelled, grabbing a suit case filled with your clothes. The two of you didn't have a lot. A few suitcases filled with clothes, and then a few boxes for the rooms. You didn't even have mattresses yet.
"Let's just sleep a bit." A nap did sound good, you didn't have the best sleep due to the anxiety about the drive.
"Fine, a nap! I'm setting an alarm." Nik went into your room, both of you grabbing the blankets and laying them on the floor, setting up some pillows and collapsing as soon as you could.
Instead of waking up to your alarm, you woke up to Nik shaking your shoulder, harsh rain hitting the window and the house was shaking.
"The doors are opening."
You stood up quick, running out of the bedroom to the backdoor refusing to close. You pushed against it but it quickly fell open, so you held the door. "Grab the heavy boxes." Nik followed through, pushing against the doors as lightning flashed. "It wasn't supposed to storm."
"Don't they get Hurricanes here." A siren went off, "Well-"
"Not another tornado." You groaned. You had your fair shair of them, being where your from. "We need to grab our shit, head to the basement."
The house shook again, you two grabbed your phones and chargers, rushing down into the basement that still had cobwebs. Nik almost ran upstairs at the sight of them, claiming they would rather take their chance with the tornado. You had to basically pulled them down as you two sat in the basement, the house shook as you two fell to the ground, hitting your heads.
Your eyes rolled back, your vision turns black as your body hits the ground. Your siblings hand lays against yours as their body falls onto you, and in that moment, you had gone through the impossible.
#the lost boys#the lost boys x reader#dwayne x reader#poly lost boys#david x reader#gay#marko x reader#paul x reader#david the lost boys#paul x male reader#tlb paul#paul the lost boys#marko x male reader#tlb marko#marko the lost boys#marko#tlb david x reader#tlb david#david#dwayne x male reader#tlb dwayne#dwayne the lost boys#david powers#Marko thompson#Dwayne Stephans#Paul Harris#Michael Emerson x reader#Michael Emerson x Male reader#Michael Emerson#TLB michael
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BABE!
re: foelu prompts
i would looovveeee to see some spice with cody, obi-wan, and rex sometime after kai 🥺 kind of waxer and boil-esque (you know that scene of the three of them when obi is pregnant lives rent-free in my head) or whatever you come up with <3 you know i am eating it up
just a uh. big fan of those three 🤭
Your wish is my command, beloved 😘😘
Be advised I have not beta’d this at All, lmao.
[Requests for Foelu missing scenes, future snippets, and extra vignettes are STILL OPEN. Please submit any requests you might have to my ask box. They will all eventually be cross posted on AO3 as well 🥰🥰]
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Date nights often include everybody—in the interest of fairness and because Obi-Wan does very much enjoy spending time with all of his partners at once—but of course that isn’t always the case. Sometimes not everyone can make it, and sometimes it’s nice to go as a smaller group or even one-on-one; and of course they take turns enjoying Obi-Wans’ more focused attention.
Tonight was Rex and Cody’s turn. The three of them had decided to go out dancing—Rex had been a few times with Ahsoka and thought it might be a good way to get all of their minds off of their six-month-old and other responsibilities, and was correct—and Obi-Wan is enjoying a very pleasant buzz between the one glass of booze he’s had and the general atmosphere rubbing off on him in the Force, particularly from his partners.
He’s currently laughing against Rex’s mouth as the former troopers attempt to hustle him off of the dance floor and—presumably—to somewhere more private, not bothering to assist with the navigation in the slightest when he could concern himself with kissing instead. Besides, he trusts them to get them where they need to go. Unquestionably so.
He hears a door shut behind them at some point and finds himself in a dark room but really could not care less where, especially with Cody pressing up against his back now and starting to trail kisses along the side of his throat—hands already seeking the waistband of the civilian trousers he’d chosen to wear.
“This is gonna have to be quick,” Cody pants against his skin, the hot air making him shiver.
“And dirty, I presume,” Obi-Wan grins, and is summarily nipped in the earlobe by a former captain for his cheek. He lets out another breathy laugh and helps his partners to divest them all of their clothes—only the bottoms, unfortunately, as they are more or less still in public—and lets himself take a moment to mourn that the lighting is too low to really see them. The two of them are both quite fetching in their outfits for tonight; Rex in a rather tight pair of jeans and an even tighter black t-shirt with his blond hair starting to grow out of the buzzcut he’d kept in the war and Cody in a nice pair of slacks and a metallic gold halter top that made his shoulders look impossibly broader—and rocking his new mustache, which he insists that he’s only ‘trying’ but Obi-Wan suspects is here to stay if for no other reason than that most of his brothers hate it.
Obi-Wan knows the exact moment that Cody has found the plug that’s been nestled securely in Obi-Wan’s ass since his shower that evening, his posture going still as his fingers brush against the gem decorating the base of it when he goes to grab a handful of Obi-Wan’s ass.
“You alright, Codes?” Rex asks between stealing kisses, noticing the pause, and at first the only response is a strangled sound but then Cody is tugging Obi-Wan’s pants the rest of the way down and off with renewed vigor and nudging his legs further apart.
“Someone,” Cody growls, “apparently planned for this tonight.”
“Aren’t you the one always saying that it’s better to be over-prepared than under—“ Obi-Wan cuts off with an undignified yelp as Rex suddenly spins him around and pushes him up against Cody’s chest, fingers trailing down to check for themselves—
“Kriff,” Rex swears roughly. “Did you want one of us to fuck your ass tonight, sweetheart?”
It’s Obi-Wan’s turn to swear, this time, as Rex starts toying with the plug. “Well, I had rather hoped to make use of both holes, seeing as there are two of you.”
“And how’s your pretty cunt, cyare?” Cody croons, reaching down to run fingers through the lips of his pussy and grinning when he moans and grabs onto Cody’s biceps for support under the dual assault. “Hmm, well, you’re definitely getting there,” he says, “but I think we can do better.”
Obi-Wan chokes on a gasp as two fingers abruptly slide in and immediately start pumping, aided by the slick that’s already started leaking out of him. Behind him, Rex keeps playing with the plug, always threatening to pull it free but never quite doing so as he starts licking and nipping across Obi-Wan’s shoulders.
“Hey, didn’t Helix say Obi-Wan was going to have to pump and dump if he wanted to drink tonight?”
“Yeah?”
“I have a better idea.” Without further ado, Rex finally, mercifully releases the plug—only to take hold of both sides of Obi-Wan’s wrap top and pull them apart until his breasts spill out into the cool air.
Only for one of them to be suddenly engulfed in the searing we heat of Cody’s mouth before Obi-Wan fully has a chance to process what’s happening, one of Rex’s hands shifting up to cover his mouth to muffle the cries as Cody starts suckling, taking long pulls and moaning.
“Bet that pussy is nice and ready for him now, sweetheart,” Rex grins, as though they cannot both hear the squelching of Cody’s fingers fucking into him, “but I think we should let Cody have his fill first, don’t you?” Obi-Wan nods almost on autopilot, and Rex drags a kiss across his shoulder in reward. “There you go.”
It could be thirty seconds or thirty minutes later when Cody finally releases his other tit from his mouth with a wet pop, but then the former commander is stooping down to grab Obi-Wan around the thighs and lifting him up—
Ohhhhhh, Obi-Wan doesn’t think he’ll ever get over the way it feels when his partners first slide into his cunt.
Cody mercifully gives him a few moments to adjust, licking across his bottom lip before letting himself in to explore his mouth—still tasting of Obi-Wan’s milk, fuck—but then Obi-Wan realizes that it’s all a ploy to distract him and Rex is carefully pulling the plug out, not playing this time, and Cody is guiding Obi-Wan to wrap his legs around his waist and Rex’s cock is at his hole—
“Breathe, sweetheart,” Rex murmurs, taking the tender skin of Obi-Wan’s throat into his mouth and sucking a bruise there, and he draws in a deep inhale from Cody’s lungs and then Rex is pushing in—
Fuck, fuck, fuck, Obi-Wan is not going to last.
They must exchange some sort of signal over Obi-Wan’s shoulder because both of them pick up an easy rhythm at the same time, in tandem rather than in sync, and it is all Obi-Wan can do just to hold on. Force, but he forgot how good it felt to be split open like this, mounted on two of his partners’ cocks at the same time.
They seem to agree, if the way both of them are panting harshly is any indication. He’s not sure what he and Cody are doing now could really be construed as kissing so much as breathing and moaning into each other’s mouths, but it lights his blood on fire just the same.
“So tight, Obi-Wan, fuck,” Rex hisses, bringing both hands up to rub and squeeze at Obi-Wan’s breath as though he needs more stimulation. He’s telling Obi-Wan, Force, he swears he can feel them in his fucking throat. Perhaps he should have used another finger when he was working himself open earlier, but he has no regrets.
Over and over and over both of them keep thrusting, one withdrawing just as the other pushes in so that Obi-Wan cannot even chase the rhythm, just has to let them hold him up and take it. Cody suddenly picks up the pace, then, like he’s getting close himself, and Rex follows, and it only takes minutes more until Obi-Wan gives it up with a silent scream that is echoed by shivery grunts as they both finish inside him.
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This breakdown of the "you're so real" scene from Emerald Fennel has been living rent-free in my fucking mind. The fact that the red lights were Oliver's room and Felix's room, it's very plausible that Felix could see the vampire scene without Farleigh's help.
I mean imagine how the breakfast scene would play out when Felix actually witnessed the vampire scene. Jealous Felix once again intensifying in my mind. I liked to imagine Felix having a full-on tantrum about it (as if it hasn't been already in the film) like 2 times the pettiness and possessive behaviour. I wonder how Oliver manipulates or get out of this situation.
sOMEONE WRITE THIS PLS
#HATEFUCK ENSUES#saltburn#cattonquick#felix catton#oliver quick#fanfiction#jacob elordi#barry keoghan
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excuse me????? your highness you can't just put the image of somebody trying to cut off lucifer's wings (and him letting them!!!!! to save charlie!!!!!!!!) in my head like this??? how dare?? sadfg for real I'm gonna be having that image rotating in my mind for the foreseeable future, thank you very much... (them partly succeeding..... our guy's got three sets of them after all <3)
Listen, my dad made the mistake of letting me watch that scene from X-men once as a kid (content warning for the obvious, and it's not pretty), and wing amputation has lived rent fucking free in my head ever since. It's genuinely gut-churning to me in some ways, but in a way that I can't help but fixate on - especially for angelic characters, for whom the wings are not only a limb but a symbol of their divinity.
Like, I hate it, and I could never write it in a way that's permanent, but I also can't not fixate on it, and - I'm just saying. Lucifer, brutally, painfully wingless, for however long it takes him to painstakingly grow them back. Holding still for the process as well as he can because his daughter's soul hinges on this. Unable to fly, unable to access his divinity, unable to, frankly, deal with it -
#ask#personal#Anonymous#lucifer from the tv show lucifer also cuts his own wings off it's a whole plot point#then later they get shot to shit#LITERALLY I CAN'T STAND IT THIS TROPE IS TRULY MY ROMAN EMPIRE#[insert lovelorn sigh here]#hazbin hotel#cw amputation#lucifer magne#this truly is the epitome of the “my faves suffer the most” tendencies#y'all have seen me give Alastor at least 4 head injuries and cut up his ears a couple times you HAVE NOT SEEN ME TAKE A GO AT WINGS YET
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it's BATFAM FIC REC TIME!! feat. my very correct commentary
these are organized roughly by character, but some of them involve multiple members of the Batfam so that's its own category as well. these are all the fics in my bookmarks, but if anyone has any they'd like to contribute, hit me up!
bruce-centric
Nature and Nurture by lurkinglurkerwholurks
this fic. THIS FIC. staying up all night crying, screaming into the pillow, etc etc. lots of good feels, lots of angst, each character gets a moment to shine. 11/10 age regression fic
The Once and Future Batman by Electrons
another age regression fic! as always, Electrons doesn't MISS. humor, angst, and fluff all packed together, giving special attention to the nuances of crime fighting. I am COMPELLED
dick-centric
Fear by Electrons
Young Justice (TV) universe. fear toxin fic feat. Good Dad!Bruce
do as I say (not as I do) by daringyounggrayson
blood and fluff, with a side of Bruce being a good dad for the soul
i trust no one else by wingedgrace
I am. not normal about this fic. and I simply never will be. IMPECCABLE batfam feels with a straight shot of pure angst (and some softer sibling stuff to break it up a bit. I'm not a masochist). it DOES contain implied torture from the antagonist and some implied abuse from Bruce, so be mindful and read the tags before diving in; but I personally thought it was all beautifully handled, and it's one of the few fics with Bad Dad!Bruce that I will accept because of that. all in all, it's one of those fics that tore my heart into pieces and stitched it back together at the end <3
wings and other broken things by wingedgrace
Talon!Dick AUs always make me INSANE and this is no exception. it kept me up for hours because I had to take frequent scream-into-the-pillow breaks. lots of angst and mild whump, but also so many soft cuddle scenes that I am FED AND WATERED HALLELUJAH AMEN
jason-centric
White Lighters / Afterglow by lurkinglurkerwholurks
CRYING SCREAMING THROWING UP ETC
tim-centric
Boys Don't Cry by TimDrakeIsMyPatronus
angst with some good sibling vibes! mind the tags though <3
is anyone getting this? by Batshit_Bogs
HOOOOOLY FUCK OWWWWWW ANGST ANGST ANGST ANGST ANGST /pos
Plummeting by TimDrakeIsMyPatronus
more Tim whump! some Good Dad!Bruce too :]
I See Dead People by Sohotthateveryonedied
ok listen. LISTEN.
I'm soooo normal about this fic
*narrator voice* no the fuck they aren't
damian-centric
Notoriously Hard to Kill by Batshit_Bogs
angst and some batfam feels (featuring my favorite trope: arena battles)
Help, I Accidentally Almost Killed the Neighbor by Batshit_Bogs
this author never MISSES with Damian I swear to god. soft and fluffy beekeeper au with a smidgen of DamiJon for spice
Paint Cans and Sneaking Out by Batshit_Bogs
screaming crying throwing up etc <3 Damian as a graffiti artist isn't what I thought I needed, but boy is it a need
duke-centric
Strange Bedfellows by snackbaskets
a short lil cuddlefic that I love more than my own family /j
batfam
Frightening, But Not Afraid by snackbaskets
FEAR TOXIN WINGFIC WHAT MORE COULD YOU WANNNNT?!?!?! angst but more importantly, FLUFFY WING CUDDLES
Bats of a Feather by Batshit_Bogs
MORE WINGFICS!!! frothing at the mouth feral over these <3 angst, fluff, and humor (feat. Dick and Damian as Batman and Robin!)
Watch This by snackbaskets
a cocaine shot of pure fluff. Good Dad!Bruce with a side of mischievous childe Robin and HalBarry as a treat
Kidding Around With the Bats by bewaretheboojum, njw, Silver_Snow_77, and vellaphoria
half the batfam gets deaged. shenanigans ensue. fluff and humor with a dash of angst for flavor
The Robin Protocol by snackbaskets
*holds this fic close to my chest* it's just..........so so so important to me ok
Cling-On by Bjurnberg
Dick as Robin, sneaking into a JL meeting. fluff and humor and BAM SURPRISE ANGST
Why Adopt Kids When You Can Adopt Merpeople by Batshit_Bogs
this series lives in my brain rent-free. makes me insane /pos. mind the tags though babes <3
We'll Be Carrying Each Other by Sohotthateveryonedied
*deep inhale* AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH
Gotham by Gaslight AU. makes me insane.
Through the Mirror by Batshit_Bogs
holy. FUCKING shit. definitely my favorite Reverse Robins au to date. makes me insane. froth at the mouth, if you will. I wish I could eat this series. warning: don't read it all in one sitting because the angst overload probably rewired my brain when I did that👍
go forth and give these authors some love!!!
#winter speaks#batfam fic recs#tw cocaine#i just mentioned it but just in case#batfam#dick grayson#jason todd#nightwing#damian wayne#red hood#bruce wayne#batman#duke thomas#the signal#tim drake#red robin#lemme know if any of the links are broken!!
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vic im that anon again…and here comes my rambling:
just did a rewatch marathon of s01 true detective and after actually going down to deep south, it creeps me out even more than when i watched it before..the story, the vibe, the heavy mardi gras voodoo pagan devil worship theme, the trailer parks and swamps and cane fields and cemeteries and churches everywhere. even tho i only when to the most touristy attraction places of nola and went on a plantation and swamp tour, but the few days i spent there really gave me a clearer idea of what the show was depicting. it’s 2024 yes but idk the bayous still feel so old and primitive and uncivilized and closed off from the rest of the modern society, like rust said, some people might as well be living on the fucking moon
that said, the whole vibe of the show creeps me out bad (thus making me un-horny which is rare) and i want to pick rust’s brain and burrow into his mind and know his every thought. BUT I DESIRE RUST CARNALLY SO BAD SO BAD IT HURTS!!! he looks so depressed and repressed but he fucks like an animal…..his crash persona and that whole getup gets me so bothered OH AND THAT SCENE WITH MAGGIE ugh i need a minute just thinking about it…🥴
and i’m rewatching interstellar now…yes i love me some girl dads…🥴
and why they all texan…
i need help.,
maggie scene lives in my head rent free in a very disturbing way… the way he swivels his hips 😵💫 the way mcconaughey fucks in movies needs to be studied in a lab. and yet despite all this as i’m trying to think up this fic i would like to write for him, i’m finding it so difficult to figure out how the sex should be—not an easy man to write
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Ok so, back from work and finally had a chance to rewatch the episode and do my thoughts about it not that I haven't practically said it all in reblogs already lol
Neo, baby, I love you... But it was honestly so disrespectful of you to change into Penny while fighting Ruby???? WTH! I know when I started watching this show I basically gave RT full permision to rip my heart apart, but do they have to take every chance they get to do it? The fuck?!
Honestly in love with the Wonderland aesthetic of this volume <3 which is funny because I'm not actually a fan of Alice in wonderland lol.
But like... It's so pretty???? Also it's exacto what the girls need right now. Can't wait for the character development this volume.
Ruby making alies and friends by being kind and helpful is always one of my favorite things honestly. We need more Rubys in the world.
Remember when Weiss was considered the most annoying character in the show? God following her journey is just so rewarding! I love her so much!
Seriously that scene of Weiss cheering lives rent free in my mind now lol precious little bean<3
I thought it would take maybe two or three chapters to have team RWBY all together, but I'm happy it was so fast! Specially with such a small volume, now it's time for adventure!
Yang being upset that everyone is there because she just assumed she had died 😭 baby no!!!
Ruby's "if you thought we wouldn't come for you, you forget who raised me" is now top-10 moments of the show for me 🥹 perfection in every way
The tackle-hug 😭😭😭 I can't!!!! I'm never gonna grow tired of watching it!!!!
Also that's the SOFTEST "Yang" that Arryn Zech has ever said and I will always thank her for her work! I've been fed!
I have this weird feeling theory/idea that the weather in Wonderland is affected by the girls' emotions... Like, it literally started raining both when Ruby and Weiss started crying, while it goth Sunny when Blake expressed positive thoughts. O feel like it's no coincidence.
Also I can't stop thinking about how Oscar and Ozpin talked about The girl who fell through the world being about a girl who failed to learn from her mistakes and I'm sooooo excited to see how this is gonna play for the girls!
Like... We've gotten two fallen kingdoms in big battles that ended up with Penny dying and Cinder victorious and I think it's interesting.
Weiss having to tell everyone about Penny and Ruby just dropping to the ground 😭 I'm seriously never forgiving RT for doing that to my girl again.
Again: the new opening fucks! Which is not new and not surprising, but God sometimes I forget how much I love Casey's voice and just the Williams' talent in general <3
Also all the depressed Ruby shots in the opening are doing things to my heart and I don't like it! Let Ruby be happy 😭😭 with her girlfriend Penny
Also can I just say that I feel so proud about seeing Arryn Troche in the credits? 🥹 They deserve it so much!!!
I think that's all I can think... Now I'm gonna go keep rewatching the chapter <3
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early morning [e. munson]
author’s note: the eddie brain rot still reigns supreme, and this is the hard-evidence proof of it, you wonderful little internet cryptids that make this hellsite go 'round. a domestic bliss eddie fluff fic idea would just not leave me alone until i sat down and wrote it, so the result of it is this quick little mess of a fic. boyfriend eddie just lives in my mind rent-free and somehow managed to pull me out of me writer’s block. this fic isn’t much, but it’s honest work lmao as always likes and reblogs (especially reblogs!!) are very much appreciated. however, i ask that you please do not repost my work and claim it as your own!! —morgan🖤
warnings: very vague mentions of recurring nightmares and trauma from previous adventures in the upside down, mentions of food and eating, eddie being a dork, tooth-rotting fluff, this could’ve been a much better written fic if my brain would just fucking woooork
pairings: eddie munson x reader (no specific pronouns are used, but certian descriptions can really be taken any way you want them to be— first time really writing something that’s gender neutral so please excuse any errors!!)
word count: *1.4k
tags: @ardent-musings (because i know you’re a sucker for domestic bliss eddie)
The early morning sunlight peeked through the blinds and curtains, illuminating your features in such a way that Eddie was completely and utterly mesmerized by them. It wasn’t often that he woke up before you, but when he did, he always found himself in awe with you.
He couldn’t help but memorize every small detail of your features, from the way your lips curved up into a tiny smile every now and then to how the light freckles danced across the bridge of your nose and your cheeks. Despite the mess of blankets and pillows that your shared bed was, the scene in front of his eyes looked absolutely perfect.
You looked so peaceful that Eddie was afraid he’d barely move and disturb your slumber— something he didn’t want to do since you now had recurring nightmares after everything you’ve both been through, causing you to lose the much needed rest.
Carefully, Eddie sat up in the bed, gently throwing the covers off of his body so he could quietly leave the room and begin making breakfast for you, a quick, yet brilliant little whim he’d had that he thought could make your morning even just a little bit better.
He padded his way to the kitchen, careful to avoid the one creaky floorboard in the hallway. Once there, he began rummaging through the cabinets and fridge to find everything he’d need to make your favorite breakfast— pancakes with fresh strawberries, syrup, and whipped cream.
“C’mon, this can’t be that difficult, right?” Eddie mumbled to himself as he read the instructions on the box of pancake mix, “Easy stuff.”
He set the box on the counter, grabbing a mixing bowl from the lower cabinet, pouring the pancake mix into it before adding the necessary ingredients and whisking it until it was a smooth batter.
Using a measuring cup, he scooped roughly the entire ⅓ cup of batter, carefully pouring it into the skillet that was already heating on the stove.
“Shit, almost forgot.” Eddie muttered, grabbing a spatula from the utensil jar.
After a couple of minutes, he skillfully flipped the pancake over, the cooked side perfectly done. Eddie took a minute to admire his own handiwork before lightly pressing the spatula against it to ensure it evenly cooked.
Within a few minutes, he’d already made four pancakes for himself, topping them with a little bit of whipped cream, syrup, and some chocolate chips that he’d gotten from the bag you kept in the cabinet. He began making four more pancakes for you, making sure they all turned out perfect as well.
Eddie reached over to the utensil drawer to grab a fork for you, but he pulled it open with just a little too much vigor, causing it to fall right off of the track, and onto the kitchen floor. He let out an exasperated sigh, thankful that he at least managed to grab a fork before everything fell.
“Shit shit shit.” Eddie’s voice was barely above a whisper as he frantically turned to see the mess to his side. “Goddamnit.”
The clattering of metal against the tile floor of the kitchen had stirred you from your slumber. Upon waking, you’d immediately noticed that Eddie wasn’t in bed.
“That was definitely Eddie.” You yawned, stretching your arms out and over your head as you swung your legs over the side of the bed. Your eyes focused on the clock, reading 7:15 AM. You felt a slight shiver as the cool air of your home hit your skin, the thin pajama top and shorts you wore weren’t offering much warmth on their own.
You yawned once more before finally heading to the kitchen to see what was going on, but stopped at the end of the hallway that opened into the living room and kitchen area.
The mess of utensils still laid on the floor beside Eddie, as he’d taken the time to make a little whipped cream and strawberry smiley face on your pancakes, hoping it would help ease any tension he may have caused if he had accidentally woken you up.
“Eds?” You asked, voice still sleepy and slightly raspy. “Everything okay in here?”
“Huh?” Eddie turned around, his mouth hung slightly open in surprise, yet he was still just as amazed by you even when you’d just woken up and didn’t look the least bit presentable to the world yet.
“Oh, uh…yeah. Yeah! Everything’s fine.” He sheepishly smiled, “just making breakfast.”
“And a mess?” You asked, a giggle escaping your lips as you eyed the mess of spoons, forks, and butter knives on the floor.
“Yeah…” Eddie muttered, “guess I just pulled the drawer open with a little too much force and it just…fell out.” He chuckled, shrugging.
Your heart couldn’t help but get warm and fuzzy at the scene in front of you, Eddie’s hair in its usual wild state, his various tattoos all on display from his choice of not wearing a shirt to bed or putting one on when he woke up, the dark green and white plaid pajama pants that he wore almost religiously since you’d given them to him last Christmas hugging a little snugly against his hips. The feeling was only amplified by Eddie holding out the plate of pancakes to you, a goofy grin plastered on his face as he did so.
“Does the strawberry smiley make up for it?” He bashfully asked, hoping he hadn’t angered you even in the slightest.
“You’re safe for now, Munson.” You giggled, making your way over to the small dining area of your kitchen, “even though it’s still entirely too early.”
“Well.” Eddie rushed over, pulling out a chair for you. It was a habit for him ever since you first showed up during a Hellfire campaign, and he’d be damned if he just stopped being chivalrous to you. “at least I didn’t sleep in until noon, right?”
All you could do was smile and shake your head as you sat down and Eddie pushed your chair in.
“Who would’ve ever guessed that Eddie Munson, famed Dungeon Master of the Hellfire club would be such a master chef.” You teased as he set the plate of pancakes down in front of you, quickly returning with his own to sit across from you.
“Only for you, sweetheart.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead before taking his seat, “if the rest of the guys knew about this, they’d practically be burning me at the stake with all the teasing.”
“Maybe I should get you a little ‘kiss the cook’ apron then, hm?” You hummed, teasing your boyfriend as you took a small bite of your breakfast.
“Don’t you dare.” Eddie cracked a smile, the dimple on his left cheek showing prominently.
“Awe c’mon!” You fake-whined, “it would look so cute on you though.”
“Nope.” Eddie shook his head as he began eating, “nope. Still not happening.”
You felt a smile begin to part your lips, and you couldn’t hold back the laugh that accompanied it.
“Okay, fine. I won’t get you an apron.” You held your hands up in surrender before licking the little bit of syrup from your fork so it wouldn’t make a mess.
“But…” Eddie drawled, teasing you in retaliation, “you could buy me something like a ‘greatest boyfriend ever’ t-shirt and I’d wear that. Just an idea, y’know.”
“Oh yeah.” You nodded, playing along with him, “you’d definitely look cute in that. But you don’t need a shirt to prove that fact.” Your tone shifted to a more serious one, even though you knew Eddie would still joke around.
“But the shirt would be a nice little notice for everyone else.” He smirked, leaning back in his chair, “plus it’ll let everyone know I’m spoken for if they didn’t know it already.”
“Alright Mr. Munson, calm down over there.” You giggled again, gesturing to the pile of utensils and the drawer that still laid on the floor, “who’s gonna clean up that mess?”
“I’ll get it after breakfast and you can just go back to bed if you want to.” Eddie chuckled, “you can sleep in until noon today.” He finished his breakfast, offering to take your empty plate to the sink for you.
“I love you.” You made your way over to him and wrapped your arms around his waist, resting your head against his back as he rinsed the plates, “I’ll be waiting for you.” You slowly pulled away from him, giving him a playful smirk as you made your way back to the bedroom.
“I love you too, angel.” Eddie called after you, smiling to himself as he turned off the faucet and gathered the mess of silverware, wondering just exactly how he’d gotten so lucky to have you.
#eddie munson#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson fluff#eddie munson fanfic#stranger things fics#here’s more brain rot lmao#morgan’s writings📝
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What oc is living rent free in your head right now?
We want pictures! We want rambles! We want chunks of scenes and favorite lines! This is a vent-about-your-blorbo free card! Go wild!
Right now there’s an unnamed novelized blorbo living in my head rent free. He’s begging for a book and I don’t know what to give him. He’s a soldier, young, arrogant (at the beginning), fighting on the “good” side of the war. What that means, I’m not sure. Shit hits the fan and he ends up betraying his side and his friends in his troop, and he just keeps digging himself deeper into the hole until he can only ever see himself as the villain even though he tried a few times for redemption. The first time, his friends believed him but then he just fucked that up again and now there’s not a single person on either side of the war who trusts him. He climbs the ranks then, trying to forget everything until he’s eventually somewhat of a right hand to the Big Bad Guy ™ (no clue who or what that is). His name might be Jameson idk. Right now we’re at the very very beginning of his story and he just got beat into the dirt during a sparring match gone bad, and his friend who plans to be a field medic helps stitch him up.
That and the dudes from my novelized coffee shop dream here.
Really I just want to write a book. I want something with whump vibes but it can’t be direct whump the entire time which is annoying, but I want a comprehensive story with world-building and effort and plot and deep characters. These two ideas have been bouncing around as possibilities but I haven’t had like any time to write lately so idk if I’ll ever write these. The more I think about it the stupider the ideas seen yk?
And then there’s Noah, he’s just always sitting in the corner of my mind just like he’s sitting in the corner of Declan’s office lmao. Favorite spy Whumpee, can’t wait until I get to the point in his story where I can completely break him. It’s coming up, Declan’s next demonstration… :))
Just need to finish the precursor Christmas drabble though aha
#thank you for the ask!!#love answering questions#especially abt my ocs or ideas#really though I want to write a novel#with multiple deep characters and depth and I just want more than a tumblr series yk#one day
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toooootally agree that steve dying in s4 would have made sense. after all the mentions of running away and steve never doing that, his death would have hit home that standing and fighting isn't always the best (or smartest) choice.
also think about how interesting that could have been for eddie, unceremoniously placed in the big brother position
LOTS of potential for interesting character moments but. 🤷♀️
no EXACTLY.
It's a plotline that not only /didn't/ fit Eddie's overall story, but /would/ have fit Steve's arc so perfectly if they hadn't decided to use him largely for comic relief and regurgitated relationship drama in S4 and had actually, y'know, written him an arc.
This is a guy we've seen come back from having the absolute shit kicked out of him three seasons in a row, who throws himself into the line of fire with very few questions asked of himself other than "will this choice help keep these people safe" and who-- this is the interesting part for me-- always gets back up.
He's almost over powered with the way he can take a hit and keep going and it grows with intensity every season 1-3 to the point where you can see him getting more reckless with his human shield endeavors. Steve has gotten up before, he knows this about himself, he has convinced himself that this means he'll be able to get up again, convinced himself that he'll resurface from that lake to the degree where he just does it so casually.
But that's not true. The opportunity to have Steve run headlong into a frenzy of creatures that he was already almost taken out by once and /needed/ backup to survive without that backup, to do it for Dustin's sake after building that relationship up so thoroughly during s2-3, and then for him to not only not get back up again, but for it to have BEEN IN VAIN? because they still don't WIN?
AND THEY DECIDED NOT TO TAKE THAT OPPORTUNITY?
The version of that scene where Dustin is sobbing over Steve's dying body pleading "No-- Steve-- you die, I die-- Hey, stop, you die, I die, got it? You son of a bitch you die. I die. Don't you fucking dare, please, please--" while Steve smiles and reassures him because he has so much faith that this is worth it because it's over now, it must be lives rent free in my mind.
The version of S5 that gives us the opportunity to see the fallout of what losing one of our original s1 characters does to the rest of them-- does to Dustin in the trauma of watching it happen, does to ROBIN who is half a soul down when she was within /walking distance/ of his final stand, does to Nancy who has got to be convinced at that point that her love is a death sentence, does to Max who has now lost two older brothers (even if this one is both less and more complicated because she actually felt /safe/ around him), does to Lucas who has looked up to Steve in so many ways, does to Eddie who is new to this group and now feels the utterly incomprehensible size of the shoes dropped at his feet to fill-- a sword to carry when his chosen path had always been a shield? Yeah. that lives rent free in my mind too.
The Duffers are cowards who didn't want to kill off a fan favorite and risk losing viewership in their last season and I for one think it hurt them in the long run.
sorry for blabbering I have so many thoughts about this 😭
#ask#dot post#'we're not afraid of high stakes look at all the characters we've killed' oh you mean the short-term one season guest stars?#also the fallout from a major death on s5 and the desperation but also change of perspective it would add to the mix#and it's not like joe keery couldn't still make a cameo!! vecna's still around! these people are ALL going to be haunted by steve's ghost#think about the ADULTS realizing they weren't around and a /kid/ died#okay i'll shut up now or I never will
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