#marley boys

[spiteless-xo]

╰┈➤ marley boys as boyfriends - aot.

ft. colt, porco, reiner, zeke. cw. explicit content - minors do not interact, references to sexual acts, references to toxic/manipulative behaviour, afab!reader.

⋙ reiner braun.

really insecure. like very insecure. lowkey thinks that you are only dating him out of pity because you couldn't date the guy you actually like.

also very eager to please you. definitely remembers every stupid little thing you tell him: your birthday, favourite colour, starbucks order, etc. whatever you've told him, i guarantee he's got it written down in his notes app under "favourite things"

texts you good morning every day and checks in to make sure you've eaten and had some water.

not a pet name guy. will tolerate babe or baby but nothing else. prefers to use names.

loooves eating pussy. worships it. he could cum just from getting you off with his tongue. loves it when you grind into him and cum on his face.

huuuuuge dick, keeps it trimmed but not fully shaved.

really into foreplay because he's so scared of hurting you and wants to get you fully warmed up before taking his dick but also loses himself as soon as he gets the tip in

prefers it when you're on top so you can control the pace. he's so scared of being too rough with you.

doesn't like choking but loves to just hold his hand around your throat.

king of aftercare. will clean you off, run you a bath, give you a massage, anything to relax you. sweetest, kindest boy

loves it when you cuddle on top of him, like a little blanket

⋙ zeke jaeger.

really into younger girls lmao like not underage of course but like, 18/19/early 20's. loves feeling like he's someone you can rely on or the more experienced one due to his daddy issues of being not good enough

will call you kiddo or squirt affectionally but will also weaponize it to make you feel inferior when you're fighting. making you seem like an immature kid

high-key toxic and possessive. doesn't want you hanging out with other guys but will get annoyed with you when you complain about him hanging out with yelena

selfish in bed. will do the bare minimum to get you in the mood but expects you to bend over backwards to please him -- also why he goes for younger girls

doesn't shave or trim at all, full bush of curly blonde hair

likes it when you ride him because he gets to watch and also doesn't have to do any of the work

really into facials

never goes down on you but when you complain about it he says i would if you went down on me more

HIGH-KEY TOXIC

falls asleep immediately after sex

⋙ porco galliard.

pretends he hates you in public. will openly make fun of you and mock you in front of your friends. loves banter -- especially when you fight back.

in private, he's a little baby. loves to cuddle and loves it when you take care of him. will immediately get angry if you point out how cute and sweet he's being. hates admitting he cares because he's so afraid of losing someone he loves.

loooves pet names. baby, babe, or sweetheart when he's feeling nice. stupid, loser, or lil shit when he's feeling bratty.

gets very jealous when you talk with other boys, especially reiner. gets so pissy about it if you like him so much why don't you just date him?

low-key verbally abusive but when he takes things too far he apologizes immediately. kissing you, tickling you, doing whatever he can to make you smile again -- learns from his mistakes.

initiates sex by pulling you into his lap and making out with you. or nibbling on your neck. suuuper high sex drive. sexts you constantly. begs for nudes.

loves dirty talking and fingering. loves to make you beg for him, loves it when you cum on command. loves tasting you on his fingers.

big ass-guy. loves fucking you doggy style so he can watch your ass jiggle. also really into anal.

wants to cuddle immediately after sex. loves to be the big spoon so he can stick his dick between your asscheeks. ready for round 2 after approximately 30 seconds.

⋙ colt grice.

always holding your hand when you're walking together or putting his arm around you when you're sitting together.

relationship moves quick. he asks you out one day, makes you his girlfriend the next, then he's suddenly talking about marriage and kids??? already has your entire life together planned out. you meet his parents on the second date

too logical. when you rant about your day he always gives you solutions instead of just letting you vent. gets confused when you get frustrated with him.

regularly posts pictures of you to instagram with cringy captions, but they're all really good pictures because he religiously watches those tiktok guides on how to take pictures of your girlfriend.

gets along really well with your friends. often comes along to girls-nights so he can dd for you and your friends. very interested in your friend group's gossip.

virgin. or at least very sexually inexperienced. kind of vanilla but open to trying anything. prefers when you take the lead, bottoms from the top-vibes

loves any position that has the two of you facing each other.

very vocal in bed. constantly telling you how pretty you are with his cock in your mouth or hot you look when you cum. likes it when you swallow his cum but never asks for it because he doesn't want to be rude

always reminds you to go pee after sex and falls asleep immediately afterwards. kisses you in his sleep.

sets his alarm 20 mins early so he can cuddle and kiss with you (and maybe a lil quickie) before you have to get up.

[pistachi0art]

More Ben fam stuff I believe I have neglected to put here

[magical-jazzical]

Maybe the real unstoppable eldritch deity was the friends we made along the way

[marley-manson]

Well I succumbed and watched the Pilot and first ep of Due South last night.

Really struck me how central the theme of Fraser's estrangement from his father is in the Pilot. Fraser mentioning that the last time they spoke was Christmas, essentially saying that the only times they speak are presumably brief calls at holidays. Gerard responding with a platitude - "I guess the more you know someone, the less needs to be said" - but it becomes quite clear that Fraser feels he doesn't know Bob at all, and has to learn about him through his journals.

And yet they're cut from the same cloth: "I always thought your father was the last of a kind. I was wrong - you are." And this is tied to the mountie stereotype lol.

Bob and Fraser both repeat the lines, "You're going to shoot a mountie? They'll hunt you to the ends of the earth," and they're both wrong. No one wants to pursue Bob Fraser's death except Fraser, and no one's happy with Fraser for solving the case because it uncovered corruption. He gets exiled for it. Bob and Fraser are the only mounties who "always get their man," lol, and it's because of Bob's neglect in the course of duty that Fraser follows in his footsteps and becomes so similar to Bob. He idealizes his father and wanted to grow up to be just like him - we can see that admiration in the drawing of him he finds in Bob's things that he made when he was a child eg, or in the song Superman that plays while Fraser reads his journal in the diner. But he doesn't know him. And he pursues duty above all else because he has nothing else of his father.

And then you have Ray, who seems to exist as the opposite of Bob. If there's one thing Ray is, it's there. He is there for Fraser to hunt down suspects, to invite him to a loud family dinner, to save him from an explosion, he tracks him down to apologize for being dismissive, to invite him to dinner, and he flies to the Yukon when he can't reach him by phone. In the diner scene in particular he's directly positioned as a contrast to Bob's absence both in life and death. Fraser is alone trying to understand his father through his journals (looking for something "he missed" ie his dad), and Ray joins him, ending the thematically significant song montage, and eases his solitude. Fraser says he doesn't have family, and Ray shares his own with him.

And after the pilot case, there's nothing drawing them together except friendship. They're not a mismatched pair of cops assigned together who have to learn to get along, they work together unofficially because they can't help but spend every waking moment together.

Bob represents absence and Ray represents presence, distant admiration vs actually knowing someone.

And I'll probably have more to say on that as like, poles Fraser is caught between, if/as I rewatch more of the show. Ray's position is a little muddy especially because pre VS he buys into Fraser's image to an extent, as pointedly examined in Heaven and Earth. But again, more on that another time.

[wilsons-three-legged-siamese]

RIGHT I HAVE A RANDOM QUESTION

[carnalhaus]

an oldie but a goodie i haven’t drawn in years: marley darling my beloved

[musickickztoo]

Aston "Family Man" Barrett *November 22, 1946

[timmurleyart]

Cuz I can do it right. 👟💵☝🏽🎤🥇

[oxygenbefore1775]

it's actually quiet heart-breaking that Zeke spent 22+ years of his 29 year life on service to Marley

[knowlesian]

a music take so cold it’s over fifty years late, but if you don’t love bob marley at his i shot the sheriff you don’t deserve him at his one love/people get ready

[thedivinelights]

Console.WriteLine("A Christmas Carol"); SEQUEL SNIPPET - Presence Check

The quiet of their bedroom was a comforting one, a feeling that they had both become more accustomed to in their time of respite. An open window let in a gentle, whispering breeze, causing the curtains to flutter and part away for the rays of the early morning to spill through. The light kissed the room with its soft warmth, stretching out to the bed frame, tangled sheets interspersed with tangled legs in a disharmony only borne from years of familiarity. A light sheen of dust glistened in the air, caught momentarily in the sunbeams, dancing in the air. Two glistening bands rested on the bedside table. Silver and gold. Truly theirs and finally true.

“Mm…” Scrooge squinted, the sunlight momentarily blinding him before he buried his face into Marley’s hair, smelling of lavender and vanilla.

“Morning, sleepyhead.” Marley murmured and cracked an eye open, his voice husky from nightly disuse.

“Morning…” Scrooge rubbed his husband’s scalp. “You stole my shampoo again, didn’t you?”

“Your shampoo just smells better, ‘m too cheap to buy my own.”

“One of these days, I'm going to start hiding it from you.”

“Promises, promises.” Marley teased, turning to face him and capturing his lips in a soft kiss.

Scrooge didn’t care that he had a terrible case of morning breath, and reciprocated anyway. It was a nasty little habit of his. “What time is it?”

“Don’t know, don’t care.” Marley replied with a loopy grin, nuzzling into Scrooge’s neck.

“Lazy bum.” Scrooge’s fingers caressed his right arm, hovering so lightly that even if Marley could feel it, it would’ve been barely more than a whisper against his skin. “How’s your arm?”

A familiar question. Marley flexed his once-injured arm, a motion that had become more instinctual than necessary. The burns that once marred his skin were now nothing more than faint and faded scars, and the ache that had been constant had dulled to a sporadic twinge. “Got some phantom pains, but that’s probably because I slept wrong. Nothing serious.”

Scrooge chuckled, a deep, resonant sound that echoed in the quiet room. “You always sleep wrong, Jacob, and you steal my blankets. Keep this up, and I’ll tie you to the bedposts.”

“Mm, you know... I might be up for that.” Marley waggled his eyebrows facetiously, and Scrooge dramatically gasped and forced a stern expression upon his face.

“Jacob Marley, I will not have such scandalous comments in the confines of our bedroom.” Scrooge declared with a firm yet amused austerity. “Need I remind you that we have an eight-year-old down the hall?”

“Come on, Ebenezer, it’s not as if she’s up at this—”

“Good morning, Papa! Good morning, Daddy!”

The shrill call interrupted Marley's attempt to argue his case, forcefully snapping his mouth shut. Both men turned towards the bedroom door as it swung open, and by pure coincidence — or perhaps fate — there stood their daughter, the young Ariana Abel Scrooge-Marley. Her ginger curls framed her face as snakes framed Medusa, tangled and wild with all the traits of a bedhead, and a girl with far too much energy than either of her fathers could aspire to have in what remained of their lifetime.

“Morning, sweetheart. Did you have a good night’s sleep?” Scrooge pulled the blanket up to his chest despite not needing to cover anything, feeling Marley’s eyes bore into him slyly. Scrooge had always been of the prude sort, but the prospect of explaining certain concepts to a child was a task he didn't quite relish, so modesty it was, and modesty it would always be.

“Mhm! I dreamt about building a giant robot, and we travelled the whole world, and then we went to space! We went all the way to Mercury and Venus and Mars and Jupiter and Saturn and…” Ariana's imagination shone forth, her amber eyes widened with innocent curiosity, the colour accentuated in the sunlight as she relayed her dreams. A child’s mind was a wonderful and fascinating creature to study.

"Your space adventure sounds magical, dear." Scrooge ruffled her hair, denying not the flutter in his chest.

But that flutter would quickly shift to one less desirable with Ariana's words. “By the way, Daddy, why were you talking about tying Papa to bedposts?”

Scrooge’s cheeks flushed crimson, exchanging a quick glance with Marley, who was unsuccessfully stifling a snort. “W-Well, um, Ari, it's just a joke between Daddy and me. Just a silly, grown-up joke.”

“Like when you say Papa snores like a walrus?” Ariana asked.

“Exactly like that!” Scrooge grinned gratefully, causing Marley to look betrayed.

“Hey, I don’t snore!” Marley protested with a whine, shifting away from his leaning position against Scrooge.

The great Jacob Marley was defeated, however, when both husband and daughter responded in unison, giggled in unison, and high-fived in unison, leaving him all the more deflated at this blatant disrespect and inconvenience with his dignity, or lack thereof.

“Villains, the both of you. What happened to mutual respect and familial solidarity?” Marley grumbled, crossing his arms, childishly tilted his head away from them, and exhaled nasally as if he was faking great offence.

“It went poof! Gone! Bye bye!” Ariana scrunched her face and clenched her fists with all the strength that one of her age could muster, emphasising the mysterious vanishing act with a dramatic wave of her tiny hands.

She snuggled in closer to her fathers, in the space that gaped between them. They both stared, they both smiled, and they both kissed her with all the love they afforded each other, passed down to their beloved daughter. The plasma bolt that came down upon them without warning. The lightning that struck their hearts, and ruined their streak of cruelty like a combo in a video game that had been abruptly halted.

“You’re a silly little lady.” Marley whispered, smiling against her hair despite himself.

“And you’re a silly old man.” Scrooge retorted for her, though she responded just the same with a mousey squeak of a giggle.

“You’re both silly.”

Neither the Shark nor the Snake, as well-versed in negotiation as they were, could refute that claim, and refute it they did not.

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[marley-manson]

Honestly I think the scene in Paradise Found where Xena hallucinates herself snapping Gabrielle's wrist is one of my favourite moments of the show.

Like first of all the aesthetics and vibes of like 4/5ths of this episode (let's not speak of those painfully bad fiveish minutes) are immaculate, and that scene is beautiful, in an incredible and effective contrast to the horrific action on screen and Xena's deteriorating mental state.

But mostly I just love the unabashedly, disturbingly dark depiction of Xena. The sequence is framed as what Xena wants in that moment. "I'll show you what I want," is what she says. She wants to lash out, she wants to cause pain. There's the whole magical aura causing her dark side to like, gain strength of course. This isn't her average day-to-day state of mind, certainly not with Gabrielle. But the episode begins with Gabrielle pointing out that Xena enjoyed her latest fight, and wondering what's more important to her - the good she's fighting for, or the fight itself? And like, the whole point of this episode is to depict Xena's "dark" sadistic side as the most significant part of her, the core of her being, essentially. It's extra heightened here, but it's still ever-present elsewhere.

There is a significant part of Xena, a dominant part, even a driving part, that wants to hurt people. She harnesses that part of her to do good, but the show is sometimes wonderfully stark in its depiction of her darkness, and what it could lead her to do without Gabrielle's, and her own, tempering judgement.

Like, it's such a harsh little scene. It's sudden and intense and scary. And it's just so fucking gratifying to watch a show with a female protagonist who's allowed to be genuinely frightening, without even needing to change. Where the moral of the story is that yes, part of you is frightening, and potentially dangerous to those around you, but that part is still important.

The part of her deep, deep down that wants to hurt Gabrielle when Gabrielle mildly annoys her is necessary. One assumes that without a magical influence drawing it out, it would be a fleeting, easily dismissed wisp of a thought, rather than an overwhelming, hallucinatory urge. A moment of dumb, irrational emotion channeled into a later battle for good, or a workout, or hell, sex, maybe. But the seed is there, and the show revels in it, sans moral judgement. I mean, even in this very episode Xena's darkness is what saves the day. The show tells us that this is what makes Xena a hero. Her sadism doesn't need to be conquered, it needs to be harnessed and thrust in the right direction. And even more than that, it's something we're meant to enjoy about Xena, part of the core of what makes the show entertaining.

And it's great when it comes out in lighter scenes too, like a cupid's-arrow-influenced Xena sparring with Draco and full on backhanding him as foreplay, or telling Ares she likes the look of him impaled on her sword, or just when she grins as she improvises an entertaining way of fighting 10 mooks; and it's great when it comes out in dark but still action-oriented scenes, like her command of the Athenians in The Price, or her assault on the village in Ties That Bind, or even the Gab-drag.

But when that sadism comes out in a genuinely shocking, grotesque scene of disturbing, abusive, petty violence edited like a moment from a horror movie... well there's something a little extra delightful about that, to me lol. Even if it didn't actually happen, that image of Xena is so powerfully illustrative and interesting and, as far as I'm aware, virtually unique to female heroes in the way the urge behind it is still ultimately framed positively, and I adore it to pieces.

[destinywillowleaf]

besides legends arceus causing the whole "oh riley is actually really old (and at one point went by rye)" braincell it also led to other Fun Ideas about ancestry and dealing with who people expect you to be contrasting with who you really are :) especially with marley's japanese name (mai) becoming the english name for her ancestor and thus joining rye in being the stat trainer ancestors who share the same name origin as their present-day descendants/selves :) :) (also they were specifically made a team in the BDSP battle tower which might not mean much but i'm thinking about it now anyway)

[jtownraindancer]

Benedict Marley woke up one Sunday morning and chose violence. 💛

[musickickztoo]

Carlton Barrett † April 17, 1987

[gleecontext]

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