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Ok! I've finally decided to put together a (somewhat) comprehensive tutorial on my latest art~

Please enjoy this little step-by-step 💁‍♀️

First things first--references!

Now I'm not saying you have to go overboard, but I always find that this is a crucial starting point in any art piece I intend on making. Especially if you're a detail freak like me and want to make it as realistic as possible 🙃

As such, your web browser should look like this at any given point:

Since this is a historical piece, it means hours upon hours of meaningless research just to see what color the socks are, but...again. that isn't, strictly, necessary 😅

Once I've compiled all my lovely ref pics, I usually dump them into a big-ass collage ⬇️

(I will end up not using half of these, alas :'D)

Another reference search for background material, and getting to showcase our models of choice for this occasion~

When picking a reference for an actor or model, the main thing I keep in mind (besides prettiness 🤭) is lighting and orientation. Because I already kinda know what pose I'm gonna go with for this piece, I can look for specific angles that might fit the criteria. I should mention that I am a reference hound, and my current COD actor ref folder looks like this:

Also keep in mind, if you're using a ref that you need to flip, make sure you adjust accordingly. This especially applies to clothing, as certain things like pants zippers and belt buckles can be quite specific ☝️

Now that we've spent countless hours googling, it's time to start with a rough sketch:

It doesn't have to be pretty, folks, just a basic guideline of where you want the figures to be.

The next step is to define it more, and I know this looks like that 'how to draw an owl' meme, but I promise--getting from the loose sketch above to below is not that difficult.

Things to keep in mind are--don't go too in-depth with the details, because things are still subject to change at this point. In terms of making a suitable anatomically-correct sketch, I would suggest lots of studying. This doesn't even have to be things like figure drawing, I genuinely look at people around me for inspiration all the time. Familiarize yourself with the human form, and things like weight, proportions, posing will seem a little more feasible.

It's also important at this stage to consider your composition. Remember to flip the canvas frequently to make sure you're not leaning to one side too often. I'm sure something can be said for the spiral fibonacci stuff, which I don't really try to do on purpose, but I think keeping things like symmetry and balance in mind is a good start ✌️

Next step is just blocking in the figures. Standard. No fuss 👍

Now onto the background!

It's frankly hilarious how many people thought I was *hand-drawing* these maps and stuff 😂😂 I cannot even begin to comprehend how insanely difficult that would be. So yeah, we're just taking the lazy copy and paste way out 🤙

I almost always prepare my backgrounds first, and this is mostly to get a general color scheme off the bat. For collage work, it's really just a matter of trial and error, sticking this here, slapping this there, etc. I like to futz around with different overlay options until I've found a nice arrangement. Advice for this is just--go nuts 🤷‍♀️

Next, I add a few color adjustments. I tend to make at least 2 colors pop in an art piece, and low and behold, they usually tend to be red and blue ❤️💙There's something about warm/cool vibes, idk man..

Now we move on to coloring the figures. This is just a basic block and fill, not really defining any of the details yet.

Next, we add some cursory values. Sloppy airbrush works fine, it'll look better soon I promise 🙏

And now--rendering!

I know a lot of beginner artists are intimidated by rendering, and I can totally understand why. It's just one of those things you have to commit to 💪

I've decided to show a brief process of rendering our dear Johnny's face here:

Starting off, I usually rely on the trusty airbrush just to get some color values going. Note--I've kept my sketch layer on top, but feel free to turn it on and off as you work, so as to not be too bound to the sketch. For now, it's just a guideline.

This next stage may look like a huge jump, but it's really just adding more to the foundation. I try to think of it like putting on make-up in a way~ Adding contours, accentuating highlights. This is also where I start adding in more saturation, especially around areas such as ears, nose and lips. Still a bit fuzzy at this point, but that's why we keep adding to it 💪

A boy has appeared! See--now I've removed most of the line layer, and it holds up on its own. I'll admit that in order to achieve this realistic style, you'll need lots and lots of practice and skill, which shouldn't be discouraging! Just motivate yourself with the prospect of getting to look at pretty men for countless hours 🙆‍♀️

I'll probably do a more in-depth explanation about rendering at some point, but let's keep this rolling~

Moving forward is just a process of adding to the figures bit by bit. I do lean towards filling in each section from top to bottom, but you can feel free to pop around to certain parts that appeal to you more. I almost always do the faces first though, because if they end up sucking, I feel less guilty about scrapping it 😂 But no--I think he's pretty enough to proceed 😚

They're coming together now 🙆‍♀️ Another helpful tip--make sure you reuse color. By that, I mean--try to incorporate various colors throughout your piece, using the eyedropper tool to keep a consistent palette. I try to put in bits of red and blue where I can

Here they are fully rendered! Notice I've made a few subtle changes from the sketch, like adjusting the belt buckles because I made a mistake 😬 Hence why you shouldn't put too much stock in your initial sketch~

The next step is more of a stylistic choice, but I usually go over everything with an outline, typically in a bright color like green. Occasionally, I can just use my initial line layer, but for this, I've made a brand new, cleaner line 👍

And the final step is adjusting the color and adding some text:

Tada!! It's done!

All in all, this took me the better part of a week, but I have a lot of free time, so yeah ✌️

I hope you appreciated that little walkthrough~ I know people have been asking me how I do my art, but the truth is--I usually have no clue how to explain myself 😅 So have this half-assed tutorial~

As a bonus, here is a cute (cursed) image of Johnny without his mustache:

A baby, a literal infant child !!! who put this wee bairn on the front lines ??! 😭

Anyway! peace out ✌️

[edenesth]

[2:36 PM]

"Holy crap, I'm stuffed! I feel like I've eaten enough to last a week," you exclaimed, embracing your bloated belly in amazement as you glanced at Seonghwa, who was still happily devouring his meal. You'd been indulging at the all-you-can-eat buffet for hours, yet he showed no signs of slowing down. "Thank god one of us has a black hole for a stomach; I swear, Hwa, you make every buffet meal so worth it."

Your boyfriend chuckled, "You say that now, but I bet you'll be craving convenience store snacks by tonight like always," he teased, feeling a rush of affection for you as you stuck your tongue out playfully.

It was your fourth anniversary together, and he had let you choose the venue for your date. You opted for the Japanese buffet near your shared apartment, knowing it would make him happy. And it did; he was over the moon, utterly in love with you for your thoughtfulness. So much so that he could propose to you on the spot. In fact, he had a ring ready and was eagerly planning to seize this perfect moment to pop the question.

As he finished his bowl of ramen, his heart warmed at your immediate response—reaching over to delicately wipe the corner of his lips with your napkin. You smiled, asking, "Was it good?"

He nodded, holding your hand and planting a kiss on your wrist after you finished cleaning his mouth. "Everything tastes better with you around, my love. Now, be a good girl and wait here while I go get us some desserts."

You giggled before exclaiming, "Ooh yes, I want to come with you!" as you began to rise from your seat. But he panicked and stopped you, "N-no, please, let me take care of you today. I'll be back real quick, I promise," he said before darting out of the private room you had reserved. He had plans to hide the ring in one of the cakes for you to discover later, and if you were to go with him now, he wouldn't be able to execute his plan.

With a satisfied hum, he admired how perfectly he had hidden the ring in one of your favourite cakes. Oh, he couldn't wait to see the look on your face when you realised what was inside. Walking back to the room, his heart raced and his mind swirled with all the possible romantic outcomes of this surprise. If all went well, you'd be his fiancée by the end of this meal.

It's going to be perfect.

"Yay, you got all my favourites! Thank you, Hwa, you're the best," you cooed, pulling him down by the collar to give him a chaste kiss on the lips before allowing him to return to his seat across from you.

He grinned, biting his lip excitedly as he watched you begin to eat, "Anything for you," he murmured. His attention was momentarily diverted when his phone chimed with a few texts from his friends in their group chat. He clicked open to find a couple of silly memes, offering a quick 'Haha' reaction before returning his focus to you.

"Hwa, say ahhh," you said, holding out some cake to feed him. Absentmindedly, he looked up from his phone and accepted the bite. "Thanks, babe. You enjoy it, I'll get more later," he said, his words slightly muffled as he spoke with cake in his mouth.

Wait a minute, I—

His eyes widened in horror as he realised the ring was in his mouth. He was dangerously close to swallowing it when he attempted to push it back out, causing him to choke violently and startling you in the process.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" you rushed over to his side immediately, lightly slapping him on the back. Your concern intensified as his body shook. "Cough it out, Hwa!"

And he did, eventually spitting out remnants of the cake onto his trembling hand. In the midst of the mess lay a shiny object. You didn't know what it was, but one thing was certain: it clearly was not meant to be in a cake. "Wh-what's that? Why would they put something like that inside a cake? Are they trying to harm someone? This is unacceptable; I'm going to file a complaint."

"N-no, babe!" he called out, gently grasping your wrist and pulling you close before you could scold anyone for his own mistake.

"But Hwa, you could have died—"

He sighed, "It was me, I put it in there." He grabbed a few new napkins and cleaned up the mess in his hands, and your eyes rounded, your breath catching when you recognised what was in his hand. It was a ring you had once jokingly shown him, telling him how pretty it was and that you would love it if he could propose to you with it. You didn't think he would actually do it.

"God, this went way differently in my mind. You were supposed to discover it on your own; it was supposed to be so romantic, and I ruined it all because I'm an idiot—"

You silenced him with a kiss, pressing your lips to his and cradling his face while you caressed his cheeks, tears tracing down your own. Pulling back slowly, you rested your forehead against his with a soft chuckle.

"Well, I think it's rather romantic."

"I swear, I'll redo it properly—wait, really?"

"Mhm. Oh and, yes, I do."

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kinktober day one

character: choso kamo

show: jujutsu kaisen

kink: pegging

word count: 1.7K

other themes + warnings: male sub, anal play, (obv) mommy kink, oral sex, strap on, spit play, choking, dom reader, overstimulation, cumshot, slapping

📝: some of my stuff I’ll be posting is inspired by videos so I’ll try to link the sauce material if I find it and this one happened to be inspired by this. Enjoy 🌚 (nsfw link btw! click with caution)

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dating choso kamo was an experience like none other you’ve had before..being with him had taught you so many things you’d never even thought to imagine. He brought forth shades of you that possibly may have never been revealed otherwise and although some may say, you two had no business being together…you could care less nor did you pay any mind to the chatter about him ‘below your standards’ or ‘not enough’. It was the furthest thing from and as far as you were concerned, he was perfect for you! The yin to your yang..a grade A stereotypical goth with his black clothing, painted nails and fishnets..along with tattoos lining his arm and his affinity for the guitar. A stark contrast to your more dainty and soft aesthetic; blazers and plaid skirts filled your wardrobe along with babydoll platforms and lighter colors. Mirroring that of every quintessential ‘pastel gf/goth bf’ meme when together..even so, the love you shared was equally reciprocated and abundant on every level. Despite your obvious differences in personality, appearance and even interests. But there was one thing you found common ground on..something that would shock anyone who knew you for your outward appearances.

“Open up, baby boy…gonna get it nice and wet for me, right?”

“Mmphm..yes..”

a pair that by all accounts, regardless of contrast..looked innocuous, sweet and so delicate. Little did anyone know that once you got behind closed doors, those masks were peeled away and the facades faded rather quickly. More so, when it came to being in the bedroom. Most would probably guess that your grungy, dark eyed stud took the reins between the sheets. Probably a more softer, sweeter dom with a gentle approach but still in charge nonetheless. However…they’d be sadly mistaken! Especially considering the fact that you were gently stroking the side of his face whilst he sucked off the silicone cock you had harnessed to your thick thighs. The two of you had just come home from a rather eventful Halloween party..drunk and dressed in rather salacious costumes. You in a sexy demon costume that left little to the imagination and Cho in his incubus get up with wings included. Truthfully, (y/n) had dreamt of seducing and dominating your man for a long time and this was the perfect excuse. Wondering just how well he’d fair when he was no longer in control. As it turned out, he loved it far more than anticipated. So much so, each time you guys got intimate, Choso insisted that you take the lead. Whatever you wanted, he was at your whim and mercy.

currently seated on all fours, he’d take subtle kitten licks at the tip before taking it a little further. Hand rested atop his head as you guided him along so carefully..akin to the many times he had done the same to you. Watching those pouty little lips of his coil around that plastic shaft and glide across all eight inches. “Look at you..so cute and pathetic. Sucking on this dick like a good boy. Are you enjoying yourself? You like pleasing mommy, don’t you?” Cooing with such a seductive tone and he loved it. If he knew what was good for him, he’d get it nice and slicked up..with his back slightly arched and hands planted into the mattress, he’d focus intensely on slurping up that fictitious dick; allowing you to fuck his mouth with as much subtly or force as you pleases. He was your bitch..your toy to mold and play with at your leisure. Behind these four walls, without judgemental eyes to pry, you made love the way you saw fit.

“Good job, baby..you took the whole thing that time. And you didn’t even gag..you’re learning.” Offering up an encouraging smile and swipe of a thumb across his pale cheek. Your thumb rested between his teeth before being replaced by your strap on yet again. You could see him discreetly attempting to cup at his own member. What he wouldn’t give to jerk himself as he worshiped your perfect physique before him; perfectly round, big tits, brown, supple skin and dark areolas with puffy nipples. Nipples he wished to flick his tongue around as you bounced him up and down on that dildo. It would be nothing short of a dream but alas, it was a mere privilege. And privileges were earned. Getting to touch you in any capacity right now was something he’d have to work hard for. However, you wanted to explore a little more of that sexy body. You wanted to see how he’d deal with being placed on all fours, waiting to be mounted as you gripped his waist and he tossed his ass back..you surely were about to find out!

“..turn around, baby boy. I think you’re ready for me now..” giving the command to face towards the scattered plushies strewn about your bed and the wall as you saddled up behind him. With a quick tug to his neatly tied pigtails, you’d snatch his head back just so you could watch his initial reaction when you slid in.

“Mmm…fuck—wanna be so full of you right now..” the uttering of that phrase alone causing your pussy to quiver. You were a leaking mess between your thighs and had those straps not been in the way, you’d be trying to get off as well but right now, it was his turn to be slutted out. “Don’t worry, my sweet love. I’m gonna take such good care of you..just relax.” Giving him a barrage of reassuring, sloppy kisses. So with that, you’d prompt him to place his hands on both asscheeks behind his back and spread them open. That puckering little entrance was practically twitching for you to get inside of him. Whereas many men would shy away from the idea of being impaled on a cock, Choso knew that the ultimate pleasure lay in that exact spot. He wasn’t ashamed of getting stuffed full to fulfill his desires. Panting like a stray pup, he’d wait patiently as you slicked it up with lube and even massaged some onto his entrance. The sheer sensation of the cooling liquid made him shudder but you were quick to massage his skin..hoping to quell that anxiety. Leaning forward, (y/n) clutched three fingers around his throat, slightly tilting his head backwards before teasing that tip around the rim of his little entrance.

“Ooh, Cho..you’re so handsome, baby boy..so fucking cute like this.”

and it was that exact declaration that had him ready to be used any way you desired. And seconds after uttering so—

“G’ahh! F-fuck!” A loud cry erupted from his mouth; gentle whimpers falling from those pouty, trembling lips as you impaled him on that toy and tugged him back towards you. “But you look even cuter getting fucked.” Coaxing a chuckle from you whilst bucking your hips forward..those long fingernails coiled throughout his wavy black locks as you used them to keep him controlled, along with a hand on the small of his back. You tried your hardest to mirror his own rhythm but soon, you found a pace of your own that worked for both of you..especially when you could hear your boyfriend whining and crying out for more. It was something so hot about watching this man writhe his hips and try to wiggle his ass to meet your thrusts. You’d lean up a little to spit onto his orifice, giving him a little extra wetness.

“Yeah? That feel good, baby? You’re doing sooo good taking mommy’s strap right now. I love it..” receiving that type of praise from you had Choso ready to burst right now but he exercised restraint and just clasped the pillows in front of him as he tried to maintain that arch. His own cock was throbbing and his prostate being stimulated beyond relief. He was a firm believer that every man should try this at least once!.. “..th—thank you..thank you so much…fucking me so good.” So desperate for a release as that pressure began to build. He looked so utterly pathetic, it was adorable. Remnants of his eyeliner staining his cheeks and those guttural groans becoming louder by the second. Clutching a hand around his throat, you’d tug him back even further and impale that toy deeper. “So gracious…just for that, jerk that dick for me, baby. C’mon, stroke that shit while I fuck this little ass. I know you wanna come so badly..” and that would be an understatement; crying out, Choso hooked a hand underneath his torso and began to rub the tip of his cock in his palms, letting that seeping precum lubricate his palm. Eventually, he’d speed up a little as it was all he could bear. But that wouldn’t last long when you’d begin to dote on him.

“It’s okay, baby boy..you can come. It’s okay to nut from getting fucked like this. As long as you feel good, that’s all that matters..nothing to be ashamed of..”

it was at that moment, he’d begun to lose control and began shaking, so close to reaching his orgasm. Legs trembling, arch breaking and his balls swollen to the brim. Once you gave him the signal and permission to let go, he didn’t hesitate and before you knew it:

“G-g..GAHHHH! Fuck!” It was as if something had shattered inside of him at that very second and his warm, juicy load began to spill all over your bed sheets. Opaque cream meshing with the pink linen..a dumbed out expression on his face and tears rolling down his cheek. You’d make haste in comforting him as you leaned forward and placed a kiss to his temple before letting your lips meet in a haze of sloppy, passionate kisses. He was so elated and in indescribable ecstasy right now. Nothing felt better than this!

“I love you…I love you so fucking much..”

“I love you more, Cho..you did so good, I’m so proud of you..”

and you’d help bring him to this climatic high anytime he wanted.

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❝ 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐖𝐁𝐎𝐘 ! ❞ - 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒. 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏 𝐡𝐜

⇨⚠︎︎ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 !¡⚠︎︎⇦ riding, thigh riding, choking, ass smacking, dom!gojo, bottom!reader, black!reader

𝐀𝐍. welcome to day one my spooky ghosts! 👻 i will try my hardest to write long stories to keep yall satisfied but again cant make any promises. but if they are short i still hope you guys like the plot! enjoy 🎃.

- 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭..𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐨𝐧.

- 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎

You were a famous super model that did runways around Japan, as Satoru was a famous face around Shibuya. You were currently ontop of him with his hand caressing his favorite spot ever..your ass as he was scrolling through instagram with a small hum. You were raking your nails through his white hair also scrolling through your phone laughing at a post that popped up on your feed. As Satoru was scrolling down and down he came across your insta post..

He felt his entire state of mind clog up. He bit his bottom lip, side glancing your way to see you lost in your phone swiping through twitter liking memes. He hummed lowly, adjusting his sitting by leaning back against the couch more, opening his legs more into his man spread squeezing your ass. You didn’t think much of it till you felt his hand start rubbing up and down. You shuttered from his touch, clenching your phone in hand still trying to ignore it, Satoru leaned towards your ear with a grin, “You still got that cow boy hat?” He questioned, at first you were confused till it clicked.

Your insta post.

You bit your bottom lip, turning off your phone, sitting up straight making eyes contact with his blue orbs. They looked hungry. You hummed continuing to rake your nails through his hair, slighting lifting up his bangs out of his face, “It’s in the room on my top shelf. Why?.” You asked watching him click his tongue, “Go grab it for me.” You raised a brow, sighing in response before getting up off his lap towards your guys shared room to grab the hat. When you got to your shelf, you grabbed the black cow boy hat making your way back to the living room. You smirked, walking your way towards him getting back on his lap, placing the black hat on his head staring at him, “Why you need?” You questioned, he grinned gripping your hips leaning up to whisper.

“Ride me.”

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Oh fuck..

Moans and grunts were being heard throughout the room as long as with skin clapping together as you rode ontop of him. You whimper feeling him push deep inside of you, slapping your ass every now and then at the feeling of you tightening around him. He still had the cow boy hat on as he fucked you slow and right, he growled feeling you scratch his shoulder with your nails. “You like that?.” You nodded your head still bouncing on top of him, with small pants trying to get off but he wasn’t letting you. Satoru grinned at the lack of speech lifting his hips to meet with your ass watching as your eyes rolled back from pleasure. You whined gripping his shoulder, grinding against him to get him to move faster, “Toru..move faster please.” You begged with a small pant leaving after watching as a raised brow made it to his face, “You want me to go faster?.” He questioned, you nodded your head. He hummed before stopping his motion hearing you whine again from lack of movement, he smirked sitting more against the couch taking his hands off you before saying..

“Save a horse, ride a cowboy.”

He was mocking youuuu.

You clenched around his length, feeling your heart beat race. You scoffed at the teasing, but gained enough courage to grab the cowboy hat placing it on your headgrin. “Ride a cowboy, fuck a cowgirl.” You moaned, starting to bounce on top of him like you’re riding a horse. Satoru moaned lowly throwing his head back feeling you on top of him, and your nails raking down his chest. His hands were still by his side itching the urge to grab your hips and fuck you himself but you’re riding him so fucking good he couldn’t. You smirked seeing his eyes close from pleasure, you trailed your hand towards his neck, placing it on top wrapping your hand around it. His eyes snapped open at the feeling but groaned feeling you grip it, you loved choking him when you were on top. Satoru snickered at the pressure on his neck feeling his cock twitch.

He was about to cum.

“Fuck baby..you f’make me cum if you keep chokin me like that.” He chuckled, moaning a little feeling you squeeze again. You smiled leaning towards his ear, “Then cum for me pretty boy.” You whispered trailing your lips to take his into your mouth rough kissing him. Satoru’s eyes furrowed and rolled back feeling you move ontop of him faster than before, he shot his hands up to your hips, groaning and grunting into your mouth as he moved your hips down more deeper onto his cock. You squealed into his mouth pulling back to release your pants and moans but Satoru only chased your lips placing them back onto yours. One thing about him he loved drowning out your sounds when you tried to release them, he moved and moved your hips along with his thrusting, soon gripping them feeling his orgasm hitting. He kept your lips with his as he kept moving your hips, you felt that familiar knot in your stomach gripping his shoulders, digging your nails into them. When he his orgasm was about to hit he lifted you off him feeling his sperm hit his stomach and your thigh. Your eyebrows furrowed feeling yourself loose your orgasm, as he pulled back from your slight swollen lips with a smirk spotting your upset face. “Satoru.” You whined irritatingly at the thought of you loosing your orgasm. Satoru didn’t say anything but placed you on his thigh, you looked at him confused but soon enough it clicked. There’s no way he wants me to..”Wanna cum? Ride my thigh.” You looked at him with widened eyes, clenching your fists. You bit your lip in embarrassment but sighed in defeat, whatever Satoru says he means it.

No going back.

You slowly started to move your hips along his leg feeling his soft skin get drenched in your juices with soft moans escaping your mouth. Your eyes fluttered close concentrating on your movements to hit your orgasm, luckily it was quickly building back up from the lost moments ago. You moved along his leg more faster and needier feeling that knot come back, “Toru..” You moaned as he raised a brow with that same grin watching as you tried to cum from his leg, “Hm?” He hummed, you panted softly clenching his leg into your hand moving harder against it. “M’finna cum..” You moaned feeling yourself about to spill, he chuckled. “Then cum for me.” Right as he said that you moaned loudly with a squeal feeling you cum down his leg all to the floor. Satoru felt his cock twitch again at the sight of your shaking frame as you came on his leg, when he seen you’ve gotten done he lifted you back onto his lap standing up to drag both of you to your shared room. You know what was gonna happen next as you tried to get out of his hold with a scream, “Satoru no! I’m tired!.” You pleaded hearing him laugh in response keeping a tight grip on you, “This is your fault pretty. “Save a horse, Ride a cowboy” right?.”

“Satoru!.”

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please i need to know what happens next in toapp

hang on tight!

ignore any errors . don’t say anything or ur cloverphobic. i was not in the right headspace when i wrote this and im still not kncjdnxks

warnings: :)

taste of a poison paradise | jjk (m) #12

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you walk up to the table and yoongi instantly turns to you, pulling the chair out next to you to help you sit down

you quietly thank him and sit down

you start eating, talking, enjoying everyone’s presence

you notice the food is rapidly disappearing so you make a quick sandwich for jungkook

just??

just because

NOT FOR ANYTHING WEIRD!!

he just!

helped u at night

made u feel warm

and gave u his pillow while u were sleeping :(

so you just

wanna make sure he has some food :(

are you becoming … soft ? on JUNGKOOK?

no ur not! it’s just human decency

“how’d you sleep?” yoongi asks, reaching out to play with the shell of your ear

you smile at his touch. “i slept well. you?”

“okay. hoseok punched me in the mouth 3 times in his sleep.”

you laugh and reach out to rub his swollen bottom lip with your thumb. “it’s okay, your lips look softer now.”

a small smirk creeps on his lips. “you wanna test that theory out?”

you press your lips together and your thighs.

you shrug your shoulders. “will i get anything if my theory is correct?”

he thinks about your question for a moment. “i’m not sure. is there something on your mind right now?”

ugh he’s so smooth

you roll your eyes, slapping his knee under the table

jungkook joins later and doesn’t really look at anyone as he sits down across from you

he looks around the table and notices the food is actually gone

you reach for the sandwich on your plate and hand it to him without a word

he glances at the sandwich in your hand

and then glances at you

he slowly reaches for the sandwich and quietly thanks you

he eats it in silence while everyone is still chatting

cue mouse eating alone meme

hours have passed

everyone’s playing pictionary with each other

jungkook is just sitting in the back on his phone

it’s weird

well he’s always been quiet in group activities

but now he’s not playing along at all

isabella and hyunjoo are sitting next to him and he’s only really chatting with them

lol

not like u care though

just as you’re laughing at the competition of pictionary in front of you

you suddenly get tugged to the side by tae

he pulls you to the side, away from the others

you frown and cross your arms. “what’s up?”

he looks to the side to make sure no one’s listening

???

“what’s up with you and jungkook?”

he asks it with so much annoyance in his voice

heart drops to your ass

what

WHAT

oh shit?

nothing happened between you and jungkook yet!!

wait

yet?

LMAOOOO

nothing WILL happen between you and jk.

believe that.

“what are you talking about?” you ask, feigning innocence

he sighs in exasperation, trying to find his words. “i know y’all are not the best of friends but i’m sensing some tension. are you still mad about the fact he said that he doesn’t like you?”

?

you blink at him

wait

wait

wait a second

oh

he thinks there’s a problem between you and jungkook

he’s not suspecting the opposite

okay

you can do this

you shrug your shoulders. “i just don’t like him, tae.”

he tilts his head to the side and squints his eyes at you, staring at you with his intense eyes. “so, why did you accept sleeping in a tent with him?”

shit shit

think this through

you drop your arms. “because i’m not a little bitch, taehyung. i’m not going to ruin the trip for everyone else.”

“well, you’re going in that direction. you think i didn’t notice that little never have i ever game between you two?”

you swallow in distress. fuck

were you that obvious?

he shakes his head at your lack of response. “get your shit together, y/n.”

you rub your forehead. “sorry.”

he sighs, he never likes having to call you out but you clearly needed to hear it

taehyung leaves you by yourself

well

he’s right

let’s try building a friendly relationship with jungkook!

you help seokjin and joon with preparing the food for tonight

you’ve kinda been ignoring jungkook in hopes no one else will catch onto the games between you two before you can tell him in private to stop w the games and act friendly with each other

because tae is suspecting something

during pictionary you were just teaming with yoongi

flirting with him

being touchy

now you’re spending time with the others

hoping that you’re not the reason for ruining it for everyone

so you’re going out of your way to interact with everyone

you’re laughing and having a good time

you taste seokjin’s food and hum in delight. “that’s so fire,” you moan

he smiles and puffs his chest out proudly

“oh, you wanna taste too?” seokjin says to someone behind you

you look behind you

:)))

jungkook is walking up to the 3 of you rn

seokjin hands you the spoon holding the broth so you can give it to jungkook since you’re closer

you blink as you take it and turn back to face him, holding the spoon up to him

instead of taking the spoon

he

grabs your wrist

and leans down

directing the spoon to his mouth

and sucking the broth off of it whilst holding eye contact with you

you gulp and you can swear you hear your heart beating in your throat

he drops your hand and nods. “that’s really good, hyung.”

seokjin beams at the compliment

but not for long when seokjin has to redirect his attention to namjoon

namjoon + knife = danger

suddenly jungkook leans into your ear and whispers, “come to the tent at 8pm. then i’ll know you’re done with this childish game and ready to hear me out.”

??

hear him out?

about WHAT?

did tae already speak to him too?

he doesn’t give you a chance to ask when he suddenly ditches you to head toward his tent

you check the time

it’s 7.30pm…….

be normal!!! don’t go

don’t go

don’t go

okay!

so are you gonna tell the audience

why you’ve been standing in front of the tent since 8:06pm?????

minutes pass

and you’re still not entering

8.06pm…

8.09pm….

at 8.10pm, the tent unzips and you watch as jungkook crawls out

he stops and looks up at you as you stare down at him

well

he’s seen you now? just go

hear him out

he slowly backs into the tent and you don’t really think about it when you follow him further into the tent

you zip up the tent and watch as he backs up and sits straight up, legs stretched out as he leans back on his hands

you sit on your knees as far away from him as possible, waiting for him to say anything but he won’t

it’s quiet

too quiet

your eyes drop to his lap

and you catch the slight tremor in his leg

you finally break the silence. “why are you bouncing your leg?”

he shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly. “because i’m nervous.”

your brows pinch together. “why are you nervous?”

why?

what is he thinking about?

should you be nervous too?

he sighs and rubs his face with one hand before placing it back and leaning on it again. “because there’s a pretty girl in my tent and none of my antics or tricks work on her.”

uhh

wow :)

okay

we’re good

WE’RE GOOD.

well

maybe…

maybe it’s best to just finally be honest?

sigh

just be honest

you shake your head. “but they do work.”

his head snaps up at you. “what do you mean?”

you awkwardly shrug your shoulders. “remember the time when i came to your apartment for the speaker? when you almost kissed me?”

he frowns but nods his head nonetheless.

“i would have let you.”

wow

u actually just admitted that

he blinks at you like he doesn’t believe you

“there are a lot of times where i would go with the flow but you just,” you say as you shake your head. “why do you never just.. do it?”

he shrugs his shoulders. “i don’t know.”

this space is so … raw and vulnerable right now

it’s best to just talk about everything

you ask, “is it because of taehyung and namjoon?”

he shrugs his shoulders for the nth time. “probably. i feel like i just don’t want to be the one that makes the first move and disobey them, you know?”

hmm

is that why he always stopped before it got too far?

you bite your lip for a moment. “so what if i make the first move?”

he shrugs his shoulders. “how about you come find out?”

well

that’s it

every bone in your body

every thought in your head

that makes you act rationally

leaves your body in that specific moment

you don’t waste any time as you crawl over to him

you watch as he suddenly sits up, big eyes watching you

you throw one leg over his thighs, hands on his shoulders to support yourself

he keeps his hands respectfully besides his body as you climb onto him, looking up at you in anticipation

you slowly sink down on his lap, straddling his thighs as you cup his face

jungkook stares at you with big eyes, lips slightly parted

if you were crazy

you’d say you could hear his heart beating out of control

it could also be your own heart

but without any hesitation

you press your lips to his

oh fuck

his lips are so

damn soft

his hands automatically move on their own, gripping your waist tightly as he allows you to taste him

fuck

his hands on your body

feel otherwordly

you pull his face even closer, tilting your head to kiss him deeper

you poke his lips with your tongue and he wastes no time allowing you into his mouth

you lick into his mouth, tasting the minty toothpaste he brushed his teeth with after the late lunch he had

you need more

you need more

you move your hands down to his and push them further down, making him grip your hips

he smiles into the kiss, wasting no time as his fingers drape over your hips

his lips chase yours as if he’s scared you’ll slip through his fingertips

you wrap your arms around his neck to fully close the gap between the two of you, your chests firmly pressed together

you slowly start rolling your hips into his, making yourself moan and him hiss

fuck you need to stop

before you do something dumb

he abruptly pulls away whilst shaking his head

what

oh no

his big black eyes stare up at you

“you’re playing a dangerous game.”

well

he’s been playing games with you all this time?

a smirk tugs on the corners of your lips. “what? getting cold feet because you can’t handle a little friction?”

he raises his eyebrows, clearly surprised by your provocative words

he doesn’t like that

suddenly in one swift move, he flips you over

a yelp leaves your mouth when you’re being pushed back

you’re suddenly on your back against the floor of the tent

and jungkook has wedged his hips in between your thighs

oh fuck

you’re trapped under his body

and unfortunately

you don’t wanna be anywhere else

he reconnects your lips and gently grinds into you, making you quietly moan into his mouth

holy shit

your entire body feels like it’s on fucking fire

pathetic whimpers and pornographic moans leave your lips as he rolls his hips against your pelvis, the thin fabric of your leggings making it feel like he’s grinding directly into your sex

his tongue dives into your mouth, sensually rubbing against yours whilst he grinds his sex into yours

his tongue continues to explore your mouth, the cold of his liprings rubbing against your lips sends electricity right up your spine

he disconnects your lips and starts kissing down your neck, tongue tracing your collarbones

his hips continue to roll into yours at a perfect pace

he’s so fucking good at this

oh fuck this feels good

no wonder. he’s literally a fuckboy

everything feels that much more intense because you shouldn’t be doing this

shouldn’t be doing this

wait

why shouldn’t you be doing this?

wait

oh

what if

someone were to come right now???

what if tae or yoongi suddenly stand in front of the tent!!! ask you to come out !! see you with messed up hair !!! swollen lips !!!! jungkooks red cheeks !!!!

no

no

panic

panic

panic

“wait, wait, wait, stop,” you say, pushing your hands against jungkook’s shoulders

he pulls away and worriedly looks down at you, his hips also coming to a halt

it’s clear he thinks he did something wrong

“i-i want to keep going but what if someone comes right now? looking for us?” you ask, breathlessly

he blinks a couple of times, clearly thinking about what you just brought to his attention. “then we’re fucked.”

DAMMIT

you’d hoped he could dismiss that thought so you could keep going

but now you’re worried

calm down

and think

just

think

to be continued

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[poppubaburu]

Noelle and Spamton Having Chill Vibez [DELTARUNE animation]

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I have finally completed an animation that includes Noelle and Spamton simply breaking it down on the dance floor.

My first silly animation with these two skrinkly dinklie doo goobol doo! I love Noelle and Spamton. Not as a together ship, but as best pals.

Based on the Spamton Sweepstakes, I also want to make it very CLEAR that the white egg story and the BLUE circle are not related.

Sorry. Not sorry. I’m very canon ground. You can be in flagship/crackship space if you want. 😆 I genuinely see Spamton more as a friend, or a long lost doting parental/uncle figure to her when appropriate and needed.

Somewhere among all of the timelines of this series, one timeline has the two to have finally meet and are now chill vibez all around.

To celebrate the occasion of year of the Spamton and year of the Noelle Holiday of the DELTARUNE series. They friends. They should meet and be really good, quirky FRIENDS! 🤩🫶

[[Artist note: I seriously wanted to put California Gurls and Tonight Tonight as the meme joke in this video though…]] Cyber World music still slaps!☺️

Will go onto other platforms when I feel or get around to it.

Enjoy these two adorable and WHOLESOME vibez!

[tabsters]

a-z with the zodiacs

aight so quick PSA:

i'm going back to america in a couple days!! yay!! but that means I'm going to have like. barely any time to write actual lore cause I need to pack and check passports and do other important things. and I also need to finish up my rewrite of lmk from macaque's perspective and do other stuff when I get back to america. so until I get my shit together, I present memes.

but don't worry!! I'll be working on a super fucking long lore post, probably my longest post yet, and it's a comprehensive guide to every form of magic in the zodiacverse. surely, 17 hours of time in the airplane will be enough to finish it. hopefully.

anyway @mythicalmagical-monkeyman enjoy the lols

previous posts are here

A is for: "Aaaaand back to your regularly scheduled mental illness!" -Gemini B is for: "Babygirl, noooooooooo." -Ophiuchus C is for: "Caprisun! My favorite wife!" -Taurus D is for: "Dominance can be achieved by stepping on your enemy and laughing maniacally." -Scorpio E is for: "Every time I come by here, I see you shoving your tongue down my sister's throat." -Cetus F is for: "FUCK! MY TOXIC CHEMICALS!" -Aquarius G is for: "Good job, you finally did the deed. You want a medal, for being the biggest dumbasses I've ever seen?" -Scorpio H is for: "How does it feel, being cockblocked by the entirety of southern California?-" -Leo I is for: "I'M GOING TO PLAY PING-PONG WITH YOUR TESTICLES!" -Gemini J is for: "Just please don't set anything on fire while I'm gone." -Cancer K is for: "Killing your rivals via stabbing them in the heart is overrated." -Pisces L is for: "Lore Olympus? You still read that shit? Disappointing." -Capricorn M is for: "Malewife Leo! Malewife Leo!" -Libra N is for: "No, no, no. I'm not implying that kpop is shit. I'm telling you that kpop is shit. NO DON'T KILL ME-" -Sagittarius O is for: "Oh noooooo, your sanity! It's gone! Where did it go!!" -Pisces P is for: "Pomegranate? It's like...it's like the cocaine of nature, right?" -Taurus Q is for: "Quirky little wild child, that's what you are." -Cancer R is for: "Raise the dead and have conversations with them. Try it." -Capricorn S is for: "Stop trying to be an anime character, Gemini." -Virgo T is for: "Three letter abbreviations always sound like STDs." -Leo U is for: "Uber drivers take one look at me and think I'm going to threaten them into taking me home." -Aries V is for: "Virgo, I tell myself, resist the urge to slap everyone." -Virgo W is for: "Why bother buying a stove when your boyfriend can set shit on fire?" -Libra X is for: "X-RAYS DO NOT SEE THROUGH YOUR BONES, ARE YOU INSANE?!" -Aquarius Y is for: "Your Asian privileges have been revoked. They're mine now." -Sagittarius Z is for: "Zebras are living barcodes." -Aries

anyway all of these are canon. i am god and i said so.

questions about my lore are greatly appreciated!!

[thetaekookcloset]

How do you explain...?

I’ve been receiving and seeing a lot of anxiety surrounding Taekook lately, and I’ve been sitting on this post for a while but I thought maybe it’s finally time to share it, just to get some good old-fashioned fun TK content out there.

Below the cut, I’ve compiled some moments that I’m not sure how a non-Taekooker would explain, or in other words, moments that I feel like make a lot more sense if TK are dating than if they’re not.  I’ve presented them mostly without comment because really I feel they speak for themselves, and because I do an awful lot of writing on this blog and sometimes I get tired of hearing myself think.

They’re in no particular order, just individual moments that would turn me into the math meme lady if I were to find out definitively that Taekook aren’t together.  Please enjoy!

“We can’t be friends.”

“Weren’t we using the same room?”

Taekook being clingy, reacting to something off cam, pulling back suddenly, and in this case, literally pouting

Intentional crotch-touching (there are more examples but it’s hard to find non-video visuals)

Sleeping together when there’s no need to, not out of a matter of convenience, just because they want to cuddle and nap (BV1, ITS1, and more)

I have no gif and no heterosexual explanation for this, but that time at an award show when Tae was clearly bugging Jungkook and JK tried to get him to stop but Tae wouldn’t, so Jungkook went to play-punish him by slapping Tae’s thigh.  And then Tae lifted his knee to present his thigh for better access to further slapping.  Oh and also JK immediately stopped looking annoyed and broke out into a huge grin before proceeding to carry on with said thigh-smacking.  Speaking of thighs --

The domino moment: inner thigh rubbing

Lap-sitting in Vegas

Literally just this:

[intrepidradish]

Media: Jeeves and Wooster

Year/my age: 2011/21

What drew me to the media:

It was Stephen Fry (Britophile Terror's words haunt me Britophile. It's my mom's fault, Terror! Sheesh!) I was lowkey obsessed with him. Enough for it to be meme worthy since my friends edited me into images of him, loosing my shit. I was going through his work and I stumbled on Jeeves and Wooster.

The opening for the show is insanely addicting too. I still have the tune stuck in my head and will randomly hum it. Check this shit out.

It's also such a lighthearted, stupid show. It's got that perfect touch of British witticism and slap stick humor. The plots are also confusing enough to keep you watching again and again. And haha! Most of them are super duper free! You can watch them on Youtube.

What made me a fan:

The dynamics between Hugh Laurie and Stephen Fry is just *chef's kiss* phenomenal. They are so funny together. I also dabbled in A Little Bit of Fry and Laurie afterward.

Oddly (not that oddly) I never made it full circle to the original PG Wodehouse stories. At the end of my time in college, I was completely gutted for energy to read or write serious anything. I bet its in public domain now, but...you know I'm just not motivated in that area right now. Maybe someday.

But! More importantly! Jeeves and Wooster was the first time I actively searched for fanfics that were romantic and gay! (Yes, I would say this is my original OTP, even before Good Omens because I actively sought it out and was like 'yes please') Also mmmm they are mostly made up of Dom/Sub undertones. Jeeves is very service top as a butler, but his class as a servant separates him from the landed gentry of Wooster (ooo power dynamics). I didn't know jack about any of that, but I did suck it up like the hungry little worm I am (through a straw, licked the spoon, rolled in the dregs to get the smell, etc etc)

ALSO regardless of reading the original stories or watching the show or even having the slimmest of knowledge about Jeeves or Wooster, you can read the fanfics. The idea of Jeeves the butler is so universal a concept for westerners, that it's very easy to pick up without knowing anything, which is great.

Have I written fanfiction for it?

Nope!

Why or why not:

No idea! It probably was related to what I mentioned earlier. I was graduating college, was miserable, and completely devoid of interest to write. I thought I was a very bad writer, in fact. I still can't essay myself out of a paper bag. My arguments and frameworks don't seem to work in methodical, non-metaphorical fashions. I likely drew some very tame stuff in the margins of the my notebooks, but nothing serious or even memorable.

Opinion on the fandom:

No idea either! *clicks my tongue* I was a lurker then. I didn't comment. I didn't like. No touchy. I wanted no mark left, like stories were national parks and I was only a tourist enjoying the pristine views. I still struggle with internet finger prints, but since most internet users only visit like 10 sites max these days, their paths are well beaten, unlike the past where you could move through so many small digital checkpoints without anyone knowing where you came from or where you went. Crazy that was only ten or so years ago.

My guess is by being into Jeeves during this time, I bypassed the Sherlock fandom! HAHA! Take that! I did watch Sherlock (but I gave up a season or two in), but for some reason, Jeeves took station in my heart where Sherlock would normally fill. Ultimately, I think I dodged a bullet. Thanks Jeeves!

Would you read again?

Yeah! That stuff doesn't go stale! But I should probably read the originals.

Lo!

Some of his work is in the public domain. I'm not sure if all of them are Jeeves stories though.

The list of Jeeves stories are here instead:

It looks like My Man Jeeves and Right Ho Jeeves is on Gutenberg.

But, in short, if I ever came across a great Jeeves Wooster story, hell yeah I'd read it.

Master Post

[nightcoremoon]

morbius is not a bad movie.

morbius is a fucking terrible movie.

forget the memes. forget jared leto. forget morbing out.

I’m glad I didn’t, and refuse to, give it a single cent.

it is a slapped together formulaic pile of shit made by people who don’t care about originality or cohesion and just want to profit off of the care that goes into the mcu films without putting in the effort of any heart or soul. and yes I say this as someone who thinks everything post-endgame is shallow and empty and not very good (in fact a lot of endgame was bad too especially after I rewatched cap 1). but even then it’s still better than sony’s atrocious log of poo they tried to call a movie.

the trailer? hot garbage. the venom line is dishonest. the vtuber interview was the cringiest thing I’ve ever seen and if you have no idea what I’m talking about don’t look it up please for the love of god I am literally begging you.

it opens with a flashback that flashes further back then flashes forward then flashes forward then returns to the present day. instead of just going in chronological order. it’s jumping around for the sake of jumping around and pretending to be deep and meaningful like it’s memento or kill bill volume 1 or pulp fiction or the butterfly effect or slaughterhouse five or some other actually good movie with heart and soul poured into its script and narrative. this was somehow WORSE than beyond two souls was. SOMEHOW THEY MADE A WORSE NARRATIVE THAN BY DAVID FUCKING CAGE. CONGRATULATIONS 🎉

the plot is basically jurassic park but with vampire bats. see, morby and his bestie have a blood disease so mister morb became a doctor who was so good and cool and awesome they devoted two entire scenes to showing just how of a good and cool and awesome doctor he is. he talked to a little girl and said he was gonna save the world awww how sweet he loves children what a swell guy. he even declined a nobel prize because he’s just so sweet and kindhearted and generous! and he was so good of a doctor he did research on vampire bats because, and I am directly quoting the movie here, VAMPIRE BATS ARE THE ONLY KNOWN LIVING CREATURE WHO EVOLVED SOLELY TO FEED ON BLOOD. even though vampire bats eat a varied diet including fruit. even though ticks fleas and the thing they ripped off MOSQUITOES also solely feed on blood. but I guess we’re just ignoring that insects exist. whatever. pseudoscience bullshit even by comic book standards.

so he goes into morb mode and splices his own DNA with vampire bat DNA (like spiderman but stupider), which turns him into a vampire. but a science vampire without any magic. besides the magic wispies that trail behind him when he flies. because he can fly for some reason. but it makes him *lightning crashes* crave blood so he goes crazy and kills a bunch of people and he’s like OH GOD I’M A MONSTER and if this movie were made fifteen years ago it would have played animal I have become by three days grace or monster by skillet or something which honestly would have improved it by making it bad enough to enjoy making fun of. not here.

so, he drinks the artificial blood that he invented to keep the cravings down. but he says that it’ll stop working soon. eventually. the movie doesn’t subtly indicate this, no, it has the main character talk to the camera like this is dora the explorer or mickey mouse clubhouse or some other show made for literal babies. eventually he resorts to stealing real blood. which would solve the problem. remember this is a big deal and a central driving force behind morb’s motivations. he will kill if he runs out of blood. YET AT THE END OF THE MOVIE HE JUST FUCKIN DRIVES OFF INTO THE SUNSET??? FUCKING GOD DAMN IT (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻ 🤬 SO STUPID 🤬

anyway the best friend he had when they were kids is like hey you cured your horrible blood disease that kept you relegated to walking on crutches just like I had so can I have a cure please? morb says no I will save you from this curse. so best friend is like fuck you I’m gonna become evil then. so he does. he become evil morbius. he’s matt smith the eleventh doctor who by the way. and during this scene he’s got red light on him in every shot and he walks down a street with red shit in the shot and he goes into a nightclub where everything is red HEY IT’S RED LIKE BLOOD AND EVIL DO YOU GET IT??? SUBTLE CINEMATIC STORYTELLING CHEFS KISS. STUPID! (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻ YOU FUCKING HACK!

morby also along the way randomly decides to stop a meth lab because he overhead thugs talking about it so he beats up the meth lab people and remember the cringey trailer where he was like “I’m venom RARGH ha just kidding I’m michael morbius at your service”? yeah well they kept the “I’m venom RARGH” part but the entire rest was gone. that’s right. THAT WAS A TRAILER ONLY MOMENT. AND MORBY LITERALLY ACTUALLY SAYS HE’S VENOM. (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻ 🤬 DUMB 🤬

anyway some dumb shit happens and Token Wimmin gets killed to give Morby ManPain™️ and motivation to fight the bad guy and protect the innocents. except she doesn’t die she turns into a vampire for the sequel. 🙄

Morby fights some cops and stuff with Zack Snyder Random Slow Motion which looks fucking atrocious. Which remember the cops are trying to stop him for all of the murder he did against all of those innocent people but oh don’t worry he told a dying little girl in a hospital that it would all be all right because he’s still a good man on the inside he’s just a monster on the outside augh it’s so goddamn fucking cheesy I hate this stupid movie but there’s only so much of if left thank god fuck everything.

Morby’s final showdown with Evil Doctor Who is just basically he points at him and the vampire bats that he for some reason has magical control over (remember there’s no magic and only science) and then he kills him oh no how sad stupid bullshit happens and he flies away on the backs of the vampire bats into the sunset.

And then the Spiderman No Way Home sky thingy just shows up in the sky and Michael Keaton as Vulture from Spiderman shows up and he talks to Morb and says that he wants to form a team to stop Spiderman. Which… is completely not in line with what No Way Home meant. It’s like they didn’t even fucking watch the movie. I didn’t even watch the movie and I know that’s fucking stupid. Meaning that Sony wants to open the gates for the Sinister Six movie.

So, the Sinister Six was Doc Ock, Electro, Kraven, Mysterio, Sandman, and Vulture. Then the roster changed around to include Hobgoblin, Scorpion, Shocker, Venom (briefly before they betrayed him), Lizard, Chameleon, and Rhino. Green Goblin was too technically but only once and even then it was the Sinister Twelve. Morbius was in the Sinister Sixty Six. Neither of those count or are that marketable and thus will never ever happen. So out of the roster we have left who weren’t basically removed from being threats (or killed), you have Vulture, Kraven, Hobgoblin, Scorpion, Chameleon, and Rhino. Okay fine I’m sure that with Leto’s Morbius, Keaton’s Vulture, Giamatti’s Rhino, Hardy’s Venom, it would be easy to pick from the other four. I might actually like to see Kraven or Hobgoblin or Chameleon implementer in a Spiderman film. So it’s definitely POSSIBLE. But how in the fuck are we gonna EVER get a good movie from Sony with six villains??? THEY COULDN’T EVEN DO THREE CORRECTLY, AND THEY TRIED THAT TWICE. There is no possible way on this earth in this universe in this timeline they’re ever going to make it not a complete steaming dump all over Stan Lee’s legacy. Morbius alone is a clusterfuck. And Venom is only good because they know what they’re doing and marketing it towards their specific niche. He would not work in an ensemble cast. Even a director who’s good was barely able to hold together Two-Face and Joker, and even a director who’s competent was barely able to hold together Green Goblin Jr, Sandman, and Eric Foreman Venom. And these useless fuckers want to do six. Please.

Morbius was trash and I hope it disappears completely as nothing but a footnote on KnowYourMeme dot com.

[gotinterest]

Dragon Age Day 2020: A Summary

[seventh-district]

Honestly, same. 💥

[batsandbugs]

The Flower Crown Chronicles

AN: Thank you everyone for all your likes and reblogs! Here's another chapter, which as always you can read over on ao3 here! I hope you enjoy it, you might just spot a familiar face!

CW: homophobic comments, racist comments, and bad language

Chapter 3: Lemonade Stand

Damian pulls up to Richard’s house – a whitewashed brick two-story building situated atop a hill – and parks along the side of the street, as the… occupied driveway provides him no room.

He turns off his car and takes a fortifying breath before exiting. The midday sun shines full above with enough heat to fry an egg on the pavement. Damian approaches his brother’s, normally nice and peaceful, suburban house with trepidation.

What in the world are his siblings thinking?

Cassandra and Kory place clothing on a rack, talking underneath a boombox playing pop music.

Stephanie chats with two elderly women in matching outfits and conning them into buying a pair of lamps.

Todd, removed only slightly from the chaos, skateboards with a couple of kids on the sidewalk, engaging in more complex tricks that would find its inevitable end with someone breaking an appendage.

Drake sits inert in a too-small lawn chair, a wide brim straw hat shading his eyes as he reads off his phone.

And Richard stands in the midst of the chaos dressed in Bermuda shorts and a fanny pack looking inordinately pleased with himself. All over the, normally clear, driveway sits a collection of odds and ends with price tags slapped onto the sides. A crowd of random people browse through said odds and ends.

Little Mar’i remains the only member of his cobbled-together family making any sense. A collection of mismatched pitchers crowd a small folding table and a stack of cookies sits on a plate next to them. Combined with a large patio umbrella, a pair of sparkly purple sunglasses, her ever-present flower crown, and a printed paper sign that reads:

SNACKS FOR SALE

LEMONADE - $2

COOKIE - $1.50

She waves at him but remains seated at her table where a line of people waits to purchase refreshments from her makeshift booth.

Richard jogs over to him before Damian can act upon the impulse to retreat to his car and escape.

“Damian! So glad you could come!” his older brother greets.

“Richard, what madness is this?”

“It’s a garage sale?”

“We are billionaires.”

Richard sighs. “Bruce is a billionaire.” Damian raises an eyebrow; his financial portfolio is plenty lucrative. Drake coughs loudly from his plastic lawn chair, but his attention remains on his phone. Richard rolls his eyes. “Okay, maybe a few of us are billionaires but that’s not the point. A garage sale is more than just a chance to make money, it’s about getting rid of things you don’t need anymore and interacting with your neighbors! It’s a community bonding experience.”

“One; if you wished to rid yourself of unwanted items, donate them. Two; if you wish to bond with the community throw a gala, or - if you must be plebian - a block party.”

“Your classism is showing,” comments Drake; ironic considering the irritating interloper’s own parentage.

Damian scoffs. “Oh look, gaze upon the field in which I grow my fucks and see it is barren.”

Stephanie walks over, pocketing a ten-dollar bill. “Damian’s meme-ing? Who taught you how to meme baby bird?” She slings an arm awkwardly around his shoulder. He stands as tall as Todd and his father these days.

“Tt. I am twenty-one, fatgirl, I believe that age is sufficient enough to know how memes work without another’s instruction.” He side-steps away from his pseudo-sister letting her arm fall.

She elbows him in the side, and he prides himself on not jumping to defend himself from the innocent roughhousing the attack is meant to be. “Well, I’m almost twenty-seven so that means you need to respect your elders.”

“Ah yes, you are aging and fat, truly a marvelous combination. Tell me, when did you last go on a date?” He ducks out of the way of a much sharper jab.

“Guys, guys stop fighting,” pleads Richard. “We aren’t together a lot outside of our… extracurriculars, and I want this to be fun!”

Stephanie smiles innocently like she had not just tried to assault him. “Sure thing big bird; just wholehearted good clean family fun with no weapons, murder or arson.”

“You eliminated half of all our family’s immediate interests,” Damian drawls. “And ninety percent of Todd’s.”

Richard throws his arms into the air and stomps away in a huff, but Damian spots a smile on his older brother’s face. Stephanie sticks out her tongue, but says nothing else, retreating to the shade of the garage with Kory and Cassandra.

“UNCLE DAMI!” A small weight hits his legs and Damian barely braces himself from falling over at the force of his niece’s overexcited greeting. He reaches down to pat her head; raven locks twisted into complicated braids accompanied by a bright purple flower crown. One of Marinette’s creations.

“Hello little one, how are you today?”

She beams at him with a gap-toothed smile. “Great!” she exclaims. “Grandpa Alfie helped me bake cookies to sell and Mom helped me make the lemonade. I’ve made thirty-five dollars already.”

Damian smiles at her. “A good start, you likely already recouped your initial investment. The heat of the day will only increase from here.”

He points to her stand; several people wandering over to look at the sign. “You should go back, you have customers.”

“Thanks! But I need more lemonade. MOOOOOM!”

Kory turns away from her conversation with Cass. “Yes, my little bumgorf?”

Mar’i rushes over to her mother with the empty pitchers. “Can you go inside and make three more pitchers of lemonade?” Kory pats her on the head, takes the jugs in hand, and walks towards the house.

Mar’i runs back over to him and hugs his legs tightly. “Thanks, uncle Dami.” She rushes to her station and starts talking the ears off of her soon-to-be customers.

Damian sighs in fond exasperation; Mar’i was her mother and father’s child through and through. Personable and suborn, with a pragmatic mindset.

He wanders over to one of the tables ladened with objects and peruses through the odds and ends Kory and Richard decided to sell. Collections of old books, racks of clothes, several odd dish and plate sets, and an entire blanket full of Mar’i’s old toys. Despite the utter plebian nature of such an event, they had done a marvelous job at appealing to a large range of tastes for the common suburbanite.

“Damian?”

He freezes at the call of his name, the familiar syllables twisting under a soft accent, and a feeling of dread - and not excitement, he reprimands his inner voice - pools in his stomach. He turns around.

Marinette stands a foot away, clad in a white sundress and wide-brimmed hat. Her raven locks are drawn into two low pigtails. She carries a small wicker basket filled with a collection of odds and ends.

“M-Marinette,” he replies, hoping no one else heard his unfortunate stutter. “What brings you here? Your apartment is located in the city; quite a journey to get here.” ‘Quite a journey,’ thought Damian sarcastically. That is the best he could come up with?

“I spent the night over at Delun and Patrick’s.” She points out a couple browsing the electronics a few tables over. One is a large mountain of a man – thick beard, burly chest, dressed head to toe in black – who would not be out of place in a boxing ring or bike rally. The other, far smaller in comparison, wearing bright cherry red shorts and a button-up shirt with puppies on the fabric.

Marinette lifts the basket. “They like to weekend garage sale hunt during the summer. I decided to come with. And you? Garage sales don’t seem quite your speed,” she comments with a teasing smile.

He points at the house. “My brother lives here.” His brother’s house… which all his siblings are at… around here… right now…

Fuck.

A contingent of assassins or aliens or zombies would be great right this second.

“Ahh…” she says brightly. “It’ll be nice to finally meet them, after all you’ve said. Well… Texted.” They kept a cordial correspondence since the park two weeks ago. And by cordial, Damian meant he never texted a single person more than Marinette – although Jon came close. Although this was the first time he had seen her in person since their outing at the park. Thankfully Marinette refrained from mentioning the impulsive offer to take her out to dine, which Damian immediately regretted, the offer far too overly familiar for their short and casual acquaintance.

He shakes away his mental musing. “Hold your judgment until you converse with them, many find them intolerable once they open their mouths.”

She giggles – an action which Damian normally despises for those older than small children in the single digits – but which the French woman somehow makes bearable.

“Oh, come on, they can’t be that bad.”

“No, they are worse.”

“Hey, who ya talkin’ to over here little D’?” asks Todd approaching from the sidewalk with windswept hair and a skateboard in hand. His older brother turns to Marinette. “Sorry if he said somethin’ rude miss. We tried socializin’ him, but it never took.”

Damian rolls his eyes at the juvenile insult. “Hello Todd, did you tire of enticing small children with reckless actions? Or did your injection have a point?”

Todd rolls his eyes. “The kiddos were plenty safe. They had more protection than me even.” True. All of the kids wore helmets and knee pads. Compared to a barren Todd, who forewent his leather jacket, and was clad only in jeans and a t-shirt. “And I always have a point to make. This one is makin’ sure you aren’t buggin’ a potential customer.”

“I’m perfectly fine. Thanks,” states Marinette with a half-amused, half sarcastic look stretching across her face. “It’s not like I’m standing here and can speak for myself or anything.”

“Ouch, customer’s got claws.”

“Todd do go make a nuisance of yourself elsewhere.” Todd ranked last in Damian’s siblings he wished to introduce Marinette to. He risked a quick glance over at Drake, who so far had not moved from his seat, but had stopped reading off his phone and now not-so-subtly eavesdropped on the conversation.

Okay. Maybe Todd ranked second-to-last.

His older brother raises an eyebrow. “Okay, okay, sheesh I was just tryin’ to be polite and all.”

“It’s fine Damian and I were just catching up,” says Marinette.

Damian inwardly groans. No. That would just make the annoying gnat more interested, not less.

Jason’s eyes perk up, like demented little meerkats popping from the ground. “Oh, you and Damian know each other?” He glances at Damian, years of silent fieldwork conveying a couple of concepts.

Know as in civilian interaction?

Know as in superhero civilian identity?

Or know as in ‘my mother is on the way with assassins and she’s the welcoming party?’

Damian returns the look.

‘The first one, obviously.’

Unfortunately, that does not decrease Todd’s curiosity. “Well, nice to see Demon spawn making friends. I’m just gonna go this way, you two kids have-”

“You rude little brat!” came a screeching voice from the end of the driveway.

Heads swivel to find a frumpy-looking woman in too-tight yoga pants, and a ‘Live, Laugh, Love’ t-shirt standing with her hips cocked and arms crossed on the sidewalk. Large black sunglasses do little to disguise the utter disgust on her face as she gazes down at Mar’i’s makeshift lemonade stand. Her large white SUV runs parked in front of the driveway. Mar’i – utterly unruffled – stares back with a Pennyworth patented eyebrow raise as the woman grows more irritated.

Damian tenses, ready to jump to his niece’s defense. Whoever this woman thinks she is, she vastly overestimated her ability to manage anything his family can throw at her. Drake already has his phone’s camera flipped on and ready to record the interaction.

Richard, in full-on protective mode, jogs over to the stand. “What seems to be the problem over here?” he asks, placing himself between the irate woman and Mar’i.

The woman’s personality shifts in an instant. A sickly-sweet smile replaces her sneer. “Oh, I just wanted to let this girl know it’s illegal to sell food and drinks without a permit, and she was rude to me. The manners children these days have,” she giggles, high and nasally.

Damian exchanges a glance with Todd.

This dumbass has no clue.

“Well, I’m sure my daughter was perfectly respectable,” responds Richard, flat and unimpressed with the woman’s flirtatious simpering.

Two red blotches bloom on the woman’s cheeks as she stutters, “Oh, uh, well I don’t- I didn’t-” She bounces her head back and forth between Ricard and Mar’i like she’s trying to make sense of a complicated puzzle. Damian rolls his eyes, it’s not like they look so dissimilar; with the exception of Mar’i inheriting her mother’s skin.

“And this is my house and my garage sale, and I said it was fine for my kid to sell lemonade. Like any other normal kid during the summer.” Richard’s voice is just on the side of polite reprimand, rather than pure condescension.

“He’s trying to reason with her,” whispers a voice in his ear. Damian barely restrains jumping at Marinette’s comment. “That won’t work. She’s Delun and Patrick’s neighbor and happens to be the absolute worst.”

The woman continues to bluster. “Well- well, it’s still illegal.”

“According to what?” Richard asks incredulously. “Are you seriously raising a fuss about a six-year-old selling lemonade and cookies?”

Mar’i shook her head. “She said I had to take it down or she would call the police dad.”

Marinette scoffs. “She would too, she called the police because Delun hung rainbow banners during June.”

“This woman picked the wrong family to mess with,” Todd grumbles, stepping forward to join Richard. Damian shoots out a hand to stop him.

“Your interference will not alleviate the situation. Allow Richard to handle her,” he chides. Todd sneers but stays put.

Richard laughs “The police? HA! Yeah right!”

The woman’s face reddens even further. “Ugh! Do you even know who I am?”

Richard raises an unimpressed brow. “No.”

She huffs, puffing up her chest and tilting her nose into the air with haughty arrogance she could not at all carry off. “I’m Jessica Merope-Laverne the Hidden Fall’s HOA assistant secretary.”

“Okay… And?”

She stomps her foot on the ground like a petulant child. “And if you don’t make her take this down right now, I’ll not only call the police but also write a report about you breaking your HOA contract.”

“Come on Jessie lighten up,” says one of the men Marinette came with, the big one. “It’s just a lemonade stand, and you’re the one causin’ a fuss.”

She whips the sunglasses off her face and directs her red-hot glare at the two men. “Well, if it isn’t the Hamada-Cordons,” she sneers, making her already over-makeup face even more unpleasant. “Why are you out and about interacting with normal people? Shouldn’t you be reveling in your perversions elsewhere?”

“Sorry, hun,” drawls the shorter man in a heavy southern accent. “We only do our ritual sacrifices to the gods the second weekend of every month. We had just enough time to squeeze in some garage-saleing today. Where were you at the last bonfire, got lost on your broom on the way over?”

“They hate her,” Marinette whispers with a barely contained laughter.

“I think the sentiment is returned,” he responds.

“Go burn on a stake,” Merope-Laverne snipes.

“Why don’t you shove one up your-” the larger man slaps a hand over the smaller one’s mouth and smiles blandly.

“Ugh,” she sniffs pulling out her phone. “I will not be bullied by children and leftist sheeple into standing down. This is in clear violation of neighborhood policy, and I’m sure the county has rules against it too. I am not in the wrong here, I’m just trying to maintain clear order and rules.” She grabs her phone from her handbag.

“I think I have a plan,” whispers Marinette.

“Wait,” Damian calls, but she flutters away leaving the lingering scent of lemongrass and citrus in her wake.

“What?” questions Todd. “You’re gonna let her go?”

Damian shoots him a piercing glare. “Shut up,” he mutters.

Marinette saunters to the driveway’s end, pushing past Richard and Mar’i, and stands in front of them like a tiny, but mighty, shield.

Marinette’s smile is thin and mocking as she says, “Jessica, poule mouillée, lovely to see you again.”

“Did she just call her a wet chicken?” breathes Todd. Drake looks ready to die over on his lawn chair from holding in laughter.

“Marnie,” sneers Merope-Laverne, clicking off her phone.

“Marinette,” she corrects without blinking an eye.

“Whatever. Get lost the adults are having a real conversation here.”

Marinette rolls her eyes. “No, you’re having… oh how do you Americans call it? Ah! Yes. A “hissy fit”. So, why don’t you do all of us and yourself a favor and just leave, before you embarrass yourself even more.”

Merope-Laverne turns an even brighter shade of red, and spits, “Why would I listen to the French hussy of those two queer-ass fags. I’m just trying to be a good American citizen and do my part to keep the neighborhood…” she looks over Mar’i with a disgusted glance that sends Damian’s blood boiling. “Civilized.”

Damian’s entire family stands at the ready to attack this woman with no questions asked. Her comments crossing the fucking line. Damian palms a small knife in hand ready to pounce. Further up the driveway, the smaller man Marinette arrived with struggles to break out of the larger one’s hold. Although the larger man’s face similarly looks apocalyptic.

But Marinette only smiles blandly, and shifts, ever so slightly, on her feet. It raises her shoulders and projects out an air of confidence and… power. The woman subconsciously backs up.

“Do watch your language, there are children about,” Marinette chides, her voice colder than ice. “But if you’re concerned about crimes sooo much, maybe you should worry more about the bigger one happening right now.” She gestures to Merope-Laverne’s car which is gaining speed down the hill into the empty cul-de-sac below. “Your car is about to run a stop sign.”

The woman turns with a gasp and immediately starts chasing after her car with a hiccupping gait. She runs beside it, unable to open any of the doors as it makes its way down the hill and out of sight.

“How… unlucky,” Marinette comments lightly with a serene smile. The entire driveway falls into shocked silence.

Damian stares.

Blinks once.

Then twice.

Todd slaps a hand on his shoulder, and it is only through years of training Damian does not jump. “Demon brat you might wanna close your mouth, you’ll catch flies.”

He slams his mouth shut with an audible click, shooting a hateful glare at Todd. “Do be silent,” he grits.

His older brother shrugs, a shit-eating grin adorning his annoying face. “Sure, little D’. But just so ya know, that chick seems way out of your league.” Damian ignores the ridiculous implications and stomps over to the growing crowd around Marinette and Mar’i closely followed by Todd

“Miss Marinette!” Mar’i calls out in a high excited scream. His niece rushes the woman, who bends down and swings the little girl up into her arms. Marinette easily holds the girl up with one arm and uses her other hand to bop the girl’s nose.

“Mademoiselle Mar’i! Oh, what wretched things that woman said, are you alright?”

Mar’i giggles and nods her head. “Yep! You sure showed her didn’t you!”

Marinette laughs, “All in a day’s work ma petite fleur!”

Richard rushes over. “Mar’i you can’t just hug random people!”

Mar’i frowns, and a panicky dread fills Damian’s chest. “But Dad Miss Marinette isn’t random. She’s Uncle Dami’s friend.”

Richard’s eyes climb high on his face. “Oh!” Damian scowls at his questioning glance, and the irritating man just smiles like a cat with a canary and turns back to Marinette with an extended hand. Marinette shakes it firmly.

“Well, nice to meet you I’m Dick, Damian’s older brother. And you already know my lovely daughter Mar’i.”

“Dad she’s the one who made my crowns!” She points to the one on her head.

“And what wonderful crowns they are princess,” Mar’i jumps over to her father’s arms, and he catches her without hesitation. He glances back at Marinette with a sheepish grin. “No seriously, they’re wonderful crowns, Mar’i never stops wearing them. They’re sturdy.”

Marinette blushes, ducking her head. “Thank you. I make them myself.”

“Excuse me, comin’ through y’all.” A whirlwind mess of limbs and color elbows his way into the crowd. “Oh hun,” calls the smaller man Marinette arrived with. He throws two lanky arms around Marinette’s shoulder and smacks a kiss against her temple. “That was positively g-lorious!” He exclaims with a sing-songy tune. “You sure showed that bitc-” he spares a quick glance and Mar’i who just giggles. “-bitter old hag who’s boss. No one messes with the Hamada-Cordons!”

“Delun, you know I’m not related to you.”

He rolls his eyes. “Oh hush, hun, you are family in our hearts and that counts just as much.”

The larger man – Patrick, Damian decides – walks over with a smile and pats Marinette on the shoulder. “Good going, little lady,” he says gruffly.

“Yeah, that was serious Matilda-level shenaniganry right there,” comments Jason with a smirk. “I approve.”

“What’s a Matilda?” asks Mar’i.

Todd and Marinette gasp in synchrony.

“What’s a Matilda? Golden boy why haven’t you shown her Matilda?”

Marinette presses a hand to her chest. “Quelle honte! Quelle parodie! Oh, ma petite fleur, you’ve been deprived!”

“Okay, okay, sheesh!” Richard pinches the bridge of his nose. “It’ll be next on the list I promise.”

“Three pitchers of the lemonade, as requested!” calls Kory’s strong voice, breaking through the gathered crowd of people. She emerges balancing the three full pitchers on a platter. “What in the star fields is going on here?”

Mar’i wiggles out of her father’s arms and runs over to her mother. “Mom! A woman tried to get me to shut down my lemonade stand, and she said she would call the police, and dad tried to make her leave, and then Miss Marinette – she’s the one that made my flower crowns – she made her car roll down the hill like a Matilda! But I don’t know what a Matilda is?”

“Oh my, it seems I have missed a most glorious battle.” She raises an inquisitive eye at her husband, who shrugs with a look that reads, ‘We’ll talk about it later.’

“Kory, darlin’,” says Delun. “It was Jessie.”

Kory frowns. “Oh, that irritating zarbnarf! I am so sorry I was not here to defend you my little bumgorf.”

Mar’i shrugs, as in the way small children are often wont to do, the incident was mostly forgotten now due to the many people talking to and fawning over her. “It’s fine mom.”

“Wait,” says Todd, flicking his eye back and forth between Kory and Hamada-Cordons. “You all know each other?”

“We ran into Kory and Mar’i at the pool last summer and got to talking about weapons. We told her about our ax-throwing range in our backyard,” explains Patrick. “And invited her over to test it out.”

Kory beams. “And what magnificent fun it was!” Then snarls her nose. “Until Jessica interceded upon our enjoyment and threatened to report us!”

Delun scoffs. “Not that she could’a done a darn thing. We registered the range and put in writin’ long before she moved in.”

“Okay folks, the show’s over, no need to crowd up here!” calls Stephanie. “If you want refreshments, I’m sure Mar’i can take care of you.” Her loud voice and Todd’s menacing stance, disperse the crowd, thinning out everyone who was not an extended Wayne family member, or Marinette and her friends.

Marinette slides back over to Damian’s side. “I like your family. They seem…”

“Overbearing? Insufferable? Meddlesome?”

Marinette shakes her head. “Genuine.”

“Tt. Nothing but genuinely annoying perhaps.”

She smiles, “Ah, but doesn’t that mean they love you enough to relax around you? A perfect façade seems nice upon the surface, but once one digs deeper there is nothing there but hot air. Genuine people are imperfect people, and that’s what makes them worth knowing and loving.”

The words strike him in the chest. A long-forgotten echo rises unbidden in his mind.

‘Can you not love me for who I am? Not what you want me to be?”

‘No. That’s not my nature. I’m too much of a perfectionist.’

“I- I- suppose there is an ounce truth to that.” Damian buries his mother’s sharp words ignoring the burn of abandonment and longing in his chest. He should not entertain such thoughts.

At least, not in the light of day.

“Miss Marinette! Uncle Dami! Here!” Mar’i, queen of convenient distraction, appears carrying a plate of cookies balancing atop two glasses of lemonade. Damian rescues the precariously placed cookies while Marinette snags the drinks.

“Merci beaucoup, ma petite fleur,” coos Marinette.

“Da rien!” beams Mar’i before running back to her stand. Marinette blinks, a delighted smile blooming across her face at his niece’s response.

“She wished to converse in your own language. I helped teach her a few basic sayings,” he says. Mar’i did not gain her mother’s particular… ability to gain linguistic talents, nor if she had would it be appropriate for a six-year-old to go kissing people on the lips. He was not fluent in French, but his knowledge reached conversationally and certainly enough for the niceties Mar’i wished to convey.

“Comme c'est attentionné de vous deux,” Marinette says with a sweet smile.

Damian’s cheeks feel warmer than before. It must be the heat.

“It- It was of no hardship,” he mumbles, taking a sip of lemonade to avoid opening his traitorous mouth again. What was it about this woman that made him lose all sense of caution?

Before he can think too deeply on the topic, Stephanie and Cassandra approach.

Oh.

Oh no.

“Thanks for defending our little Mar’i,” says Stephanie, her hand darting out and grabbing one of the cookies from his plate, he was too slow to stop her. “Was that telekinesis?” she asks, stuffing the cookie into her mouth.

“Stephanie,” he hisses. “You can not simply ask-”

His pseudo-sister waves him away. “I’m just being friendly demon-brat, she used her powers in public and I’m curious.”

“That’s our little witch!” calls Delun, still nearby in a conversation with Richard and Kory.

“Not a witch!” Marinette calls back cheerily.

“You can make wards hun!”

Marinette rolls her eyes. “So can anyone else with an open energy connection and thirty minutes on the internet.” She turns to Stephanie with a shy smile. “It’s magic, in a way.”

Stephanie scrunches her face. “So, what? Like a meta?”

Marinette shrugs her shoulders. “Hmmm… maybe. I never looked too much into it. Meta abilities are… looked down upon in France.” Her tone makes it quite clear what she thinks of that. Damian’s knowledge of what the Europeans do with their meta-humans beyond cursory interactions with the Justice League is limited.

He shall have to correct that gap.

“There’s a Meta-Human Alliance chapter here in Gotham,” offers Cassandra, her voice low and melodious. Must be one of her good days to speak out loud.

The French woman smiles tightly. “Thank you, although I think I’ll pass. It’s just a bit of magic-infused luck.” Damian represses a scoff, although from Marinette’s side glance it seems he was not successful.

“You can see what your brother thinks of that. You can be boring too and call it statistical probability manipulation.”

Stephanie tilts her head. “And how does that translate to making a car roll down a hill?” Stephanie may be the one asking the question, but every single one of his siblings is paying attention, even if they are moderately decent at looking like they’re minding their own business.

Marinette, seemingly oblivious to the oncoming interrogation, perks at the question, her eyes lighting up. “You see it’s not impossible Jessica’s car would roll down the hill after her semi-loose gear stick slipped from park to drive; merely improbable. I manipulate the energies around such events to give them a higher possibility of happening.”

Damian raises a brow at the explanation. He certainly never forgot Marinette’s little demonstration at the festival, but he thought it mostly related to trick shots and coin flips. This sounds… larger.

“How can you make sure you manipulate the right energies?” asks Cassandra.

Marinette’s smile is wry. “Lots and lots of practice. Along with the luck comes a heightened sense of pattern recognition. I know what will cause certain chains of events to happen, as well as how people tend to react.”

“Though good heavens know we had to teach ya how to direct it,” interjects Delun, walking over. “Poor girl came to that first crochet meetin’ and Patty said she was leakin’ magic all over the place.”

Marinette flushes pink across the tops of her cheeks and rolls her eyes. “Yes, yes, I know. I was useless. I never really had formal instruction before I met Patrick and Delun, they helped me in honing energy direction and the pattern recognition.”

“That must make you a very good chess player,” muses Cassandra, always eager to suck others into her never-ending quest for a chess partner that will not run at the sight of her.

“I wouldn’t know, I’ve never played,” admits Marinette, taking a sip of her lemonade.

“Pity,” says Cassandra, with a smile similar to a canary-catching cat. “I can teach you some time if you want?”

“Back to the powers,” interjects Stephanie, cutting off Cassandra’s attempt to ensnare her newest victim. “By that explanation, you could manipulate people too?”

Delun gasps, clutching his chest. “Little miss sunshine? Goodness personified? Yeah right, you have a higher likely hood crusin’ through Spaghetti Junction during rush hour on a Friday.”

Marinette sighs, exhausted and annoyed. “That’s sweet Delun, but technically, yes. I could manipulate a person.”

Damian’s stomach drops at the admission.

What if-?

Had she-?

Are these feelings-?

Marinette continues, “But the amount of energy, time, and sheer force of will, to manipulate another person is hardly worth the effort – besides I manipulate statistical probabilities. Inert objects don’t tend to move or fluctuate, so the amount of energy used to guide them in a different path is minimal and quite stable. A person though?” Marinette scoffs. “Do you know how many actions, thoughts, and emotions a single person has in a day? Never mind their interactions with others. Hundreds of thousands, if not millions. An object? A couple hundred at the high end. The headache it causes to directly manipulate a person’s actions; blinding.”

“Besides, only the lowest of magic users would go against will like that,” says Patrick, coming up beside his husband. “Little Miss isn’t a black witch, and neither are we.”

Marinette shrugs, but Damian notices a tense shift of her movement as if the woman is holding onto her emotions with razor-thin control. “Anything is possible if you feed enough power into it, and the situation is dire. I’ve never done it myself, but I probably could if there was no other way.” She smiles wryly. “Not that I would be involved in a situation which would require that kind of force.”

“Not that I’m saying you would, but sweetheart,” Delun coos, “This is Gotham.”

“I’m trying to be optimistic,” Marinette sighs. “Stop ruining it.”

“This is the city where optimism goes to die a swift and painful death via vis a crime rate higher than America’s obesity epidemic,” says Stephanie, with a blinding smile. “Perfect for family vacations and relaxing getaways.”

Marinette grins, sharp and predatory. In her white dress and pigtails, the sight should not seem terrifying, but it is. “That’s why I carry brass knuckles and pepper spray on me at all times. It’s much easier to kick a person’s ass the old-fashioned way than play around with luck.”

Stephanie barks out a laugh, brown eyes glinting in the afternoon sun. “I like the way you think, girlie. You fight?”

“Whenever I get the chance, but I’ve lacked a good sparring partner lately.” She smiles at Patrick. “You’re great for boxing practice, but I’m missing the chance for kickflips, and grapple holds.” Patrick shrugs, but he does not appear offended.

Meanwhile, Damian tries suppressing the panic in his stomach at his sisters’ hungry grins directed at the smaller woman. “I have offered before,” he reminds her. “If you would like-”

Stephanie slides up to Marinette and places an arm around her. “Ignore him. Do you want a real fight? Well, Cass and I are always looking to add someone new into the rotation!”

“Well- I- uh do not think-” Damian sputters, losing control of the situation.

“Come on Damian, you said it yourself I would get along with them!”

Cassandra’s eyes brighten as she joins Stephanie and their newly captured prey. “Oh, did he?” she asks. “Damian is a great judge of character. We’ll get along swimmingly,” she grins as she and Stephanie lead Marinette away and interrogates her about her fighting routine.

Marinette flashes him a brief mouthed ‘sorry’ before becoming fully engulfed in the tumultuous current of his sisters’ attention.

“Sorry kiddo, that was a fight you were bound to lose,” comments Delun with a conciliatory pat on the shoulder. “Come on Patty, I wanted a chance to look in the garage. Looks like Nettie will be busy for a while.” The men walk away leaving Damian alone.

Damn.

He grips the plastic cup full of watered-down lemonade and takes a small sip. Still refreshing. He listens to the laughter coming from the three women with building dread. The stares from the rest of his family land on him with undisguised noisiness.

In most situations, Damian would solve this problem like he does all his others.

Vicious purging at the source for all non-necessary complications.

Marinette is a complication.

He risks another glance. Marinette’s face is bright and animated as she talks rapidly to Stephanie and Cassandra, her hands flapping in exaggerated movements to accompany her explanation. The sight, as simple and mundane as it is, tightens his chest in an unknown feeling. He does not like unknowns.

But she is seemingly one he can not bring himself to walk away from.

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[levinyathan]

A post of the Brothers (and maybe the dateables) watch "Spongebob Squarepants" with MC? I loved that show as a child and still do! (I prefer the earlier seasons)

Thank you!

Sure, I loved Spongebob too! I am not really sure which seasons from that I will use as a reference but I use from range 1-4 seasons and 1 reference from season 5! I hope that is okay for you :)

Demon Brothers + Dateables (and Luke) watching Spongebob Squarepants with MC

- Lucifer:

He thinks he is too old for this kid show

Buuut because you asked for it, then he might give a try. *heavy sighs*

Thinks the show is very unlogical and stupid. But it is a cartoon comedy show so what did he actually expects?

He relates with Squidward so much excepts how petty and lazy he is. Feel bad for him ngl.

"What did he ever do at his past life that he needs to suffer like this."

He finds it funny when they are being sarcastic. But would not laugh because he doesn't want to hurt his pride after looking down at this show.

A/N: never underestimates Spongebob Squarepants.

He doesn't like Patrick because he never makes any sense.

"East? I thought you said Weast." "Weast? what a thickhead fool of animal, if he is real I would throw him straight to the land." "Alright Lucifer calm down, it's just a joke."

Don't know why, but Spongebob's laughs haunting him everytime now.

"You know, if Mammon works like that yellow sponge he might become a better person."

He won't say this but watching a cartoon show with you and you laughing at it, might be one of the most enjoying moments he ever had.

Doesn't mind watching a whole season or more as long as he can spend some time with you.

- Mammon:

Oh, a cartoon comedy show? Sounds fun, count him in!

He doesn't really expect much from a kids show since he thinks it's for babies.

Did not expect to laughing his ass so hard.

Would repeat the jokes to you as if you didn't see it at the first place.

"MC DIDCHA SEE THAT?! THE WAY PLANKTON MISTAKENLY PLAYS 'Letters of the alphabet A B C' *snorts* NOOO I CAN'T WITH THIS BAJAKNSJNS-"

Oh he just loves Mr. Krabs. Whenever he is on the screen he is excited like a six year old kid seeing his favorite superhero character or Leviathan when he saw Ruri chan.

Wants to be like him one day, please stop him. He might sell Levi for 62 cents too.

He is scared with the hash slinging slasher and will never watch that episode ever again.

Very emotional when there is a sad part and you need to comfort him like the ending of the 'Pizza Delivery' episode.

"This..this is supposed to be a comedy show...*sobs* they have no rights to hurt my feelings...*sobs*. Oi MC, you don't mind if uh...yknow...g-gimme a hug? I- It's okay right?"

Would become one of his favorite show and will watch it again with you and you only.

- Leviathan:

He watched the Japanese version of it once and surprised by how deep Plankton's english voice is comparing to the Japanese one.

He would loves to watch it with you! He always the one who asked for watching animes together and feels happy when you asked to watch Spongebob with him.

He remembers the opening and 'the krusty krab pizza' song by heart and would sing it with you.

If you think Mammon's humor is broken, then you need to think that again.

Man literally laughs so hard just from one of the anchovies saying the word "E."

Sometimes he would roleplay some funny scenes with you just for laughing sakes.

He likes Spongebob the most because he is the main character and he is a cheerful, friendly character who likes to helps people and is loyal to his friends. Just like Henry and Ruri chan!

He will use the Spongebob meme references when you are with him because he knows you are the only one who will get it and it feels like you guys are having your own secret code for conversation.

"Ugh I get slapped by someone because I seduced his girlfriend." "Boohoo, let me play you a song on the world's smallest violin." "LEVI BSKSNKAKNWK" "Uh yeah I don't get what is so funny about this."

- Satan:

Doesn't really interested with a comedy cartoon show but since you like it, maybe it is worth for a watch.

The illogical of this cartoon makes him bombarding you with tons of questions.

"Why Mr. Krabs has Pearl as a daughter who is literally a whale?" "How could they set a fire in the ocean?" "Why didn't Plankton just hire someone to buy Krabby Patty and bring it to him?" "How could they drink water from a glass and take a bath at the ocean?" "How-" "Oh My God Satan just watch the show."

His favorite is Sandy, she is smart and a curious squirrel who likes to widen her knowledge just like him. Not to mention how she is still not easily snapped even getting herself surrounding by some idiots.

Kinnie moment (?)

At the same time he is scared with Sandy the most. When she is actually forced to wake up because hearing loud noises when she is hibernating to be exact.

The next thing you knew after watching this show with him, is that he is somehow becoming a spongebob nerd even he doesn't seems to be so interested in it at the first place.

It's all because he watched the spongebob dark theory / conspiracy from youtube and getting really into it.

"MC, do you know that Krabby Patty is actually made out of a crab? So that means Mr. Krabs is a cannibal?" "what." "Or maybe the meat is from a huge whale who is apparently Pearl's parent and he raised Pearl so he can used her-" "No, you better stop it right there."

He is still gonna share his theories and conspiracy to you, even if it is going to ruin your childhood or not.

- Asmodeus:

He loves to watch a comedy cartoon show with you! Since that means you will laugh a lot right? Your laughs are so adorable!

Cuddles with you while watching.

He just loves handsome Squidward and would watch it again and again.

His favorite jokes is the hidden dirty jokes.

Thinks Karen doesn't deserves Plankton.

Stan Karen, the computer woman who can kick ass and stand for herself.

But he should admit, Plankton really know the way to seduce her.

He will buy the lipstick coral blue number 3 for you and him to wear.

He likes how Mr. Krabs is head over heels to Mrs. Puff, he thinks that it's sweet.

"He reminds me of my fans, all of them are so in love with me! Just like how I am head over heels to you, MC!"

- Beelzebub:

Whatever it is as long he is with MC, he is sure it will be worth time to spend for.

Shares his popcorn with you.

Sometimes he laughs and sometimes he didn't get it.

"I don't get it. Why they called Texas stupid? What is wrong with Texas?" "Why are they so angry over a dolphin noises? I think it's cute."

When you explained it to him, he could finally laughs, either if he really understand it or not.

But if you couldn't explain the joke, it doesn't matter to him. As long as you are laughing at the jokes, he is happy. There are still a lot of jokes that he can laugh with.

His drools are everywhere whenever Spongebob makes Krabby Patty or seeing Goofy Goober's ice cream.

Wants to make some of them together with you later.

Chum Bucket kinda reminds him of Solomon's hideous food.

He likes Spongebob's grandma the most, she is so kind and sweet.

He thinks Mr. Krabs, Squidward, and Larry could be delicious if they are getting cooked.

Thought Spongebob's parents are cookies at first.

He will name the sponge at the kitchen Spongebob.

- Belphegor:

Quite interested at first because he is curious if this show is actually funny or not.

Turns out he chuckles a lot, Belphie approves.

Also cuddles with you while watching the show.

Doesn't really like Spongebob because he finds him annoying.

He likes Plankton and Squidward the most.

"Shut your mouth, you mediocre clarinet player. You pretentious, insignificant artist. Your sniveling creations are worth less than a protozoan's waste." "Who is his name again?" "Plankton?" "Ah yeah, I like that guy already."

He somehow loves when Squidward suffering despites he is his favorite.

"Hey MC what do you think if we annoy Lucifer just like how Spongebob and Patrick annoys Squidward?"

Want to be patrick so bad because he didn't need to do anything besides having a free time.

He likes some of the bgm because it's calming.

By God he hates Spongebob's alarm clock, if that thing is real he will make sure to get rid of that thing from existence.

Would sleep in the middle of the show because he is tired of laughing.

Both of you ended up sleeping together.

- Diavolo:

He is super excited to watch humans tv show! Not to mention this is quite popular among humans isn't it?

He has the biggest laughs ever.

"AHAHAHA! MC did you see that? That is so hilarious!"

He would definitely do the Pioneer Hitchhiking dance with you.

He remembers every memes and jokes from the show.

Will definitely tries Spongebob's bubble blowing technique with you and he somehow manage to blow a real sized giraffe elephant bubble.

Wants to make a bubble buddy but kinda hesitates because bubble is so fragile.

Won't stop talking about the show to literally everyone including you.

He would buy a netflix account or DvDs to binges it again.

- Barbatos:

Rarely watch one and thinks it might be refreshing to try something new.

He stares the show with his usual smile, but he rarely laughs it makes you think if this man might find the show unfunny.

"This show is very hilarious, MC. I will tell Young Master about this later. He would certainly loves it."

Maybe he laughs internally who knows.

I think he would likes Squidville and Fancy! I don't know why.

Doesn't have a favorite.

He would stay silent for the whole episode and will suddenly gives a review after it ends.

Feels bad for Squidward, but also hates him because of slacking around during work.

He will make some bon-bon and you will be the tester.

Genuinely finds it funny even it doesn't really show, would ask for some show recommendations that is similar with Spongebob for him to watch when he has a free time.

- Solomon:

He already watched it before and would like to watch it again with you.

His favorite is Patrick, I don't know why but I believe he likes Patrick the most.

Thinks Chum Bucket couldn't be that bad and the others are just being dramatic.

"So you mix a cultural fungus growth medium inside of the chum? interesting." "Solomon, that is just a fancy word for an old used sock..."

Please prevent him from recreate Spongebob Squarepants universe food and drinks.

He would laughs mostly at the most weirdest and darkest jokes the show ever made.

I think he always watches this type of show for keeping his sanity checked to the point he already remembers every episodes of it.

He sometimes looks at you rather than the show, but when you notice that he is staring, he will look back to the screen and pretends he doesn't staring at you.

- Simeon:

He loves cartoons, count him in!

He somehow enjoys slapstick comedy more. Especially when Plankton get stomped and squished.

"Oh poor little Plankton" *proceeds to laugh at him*

Loves everyone to be honest, each of them have an interesting character!

He is a Plankton apologist, saying that he is just too ambitious but he is actually also sympathetic and kind sometimes.

I think he will asked about your opinion at every each episodes like storyline, characters, etc.

Humming the Spongebob opening out of the blue, and then you guys humming together.

Some of these characters reminds him of the seven brothers ngl.

- Luke:

"I'm not a kid! Why should I watch a cartoon show?!" *watches it anyways*

He laughs a lot, and it's super cute.

He hates Squidward like what is his frickin problem?! >:(

He likes Spongebob the most and probably will buy Spongebob plushie secretly.

He doesn't get some jokes like the dirty jokes and poor bby is confused.

"Huh? Why did Spongebob quickly changes the tv channel from dancing anemone into sport channel when Gary comes in? Its just an anemone!" "Oh Luke you sweet summer child."

Have I mentioned that he is also a fan of young Mermaid man and Barnacle Boy? No? Well now you know.

He thinks they are super cool, still respects them when they are already old even when he thinks Mermaid Man becomes like Patrick boomer version.

Really want to ride an invisible car so bad.

Would invites Simeon and Solomon to watch together next time.

I hope you like it, thanks for reading! ♡

[haitanic]

Poly Relationship With KamiShin

I adore the idea of being in a relationship with these two, I just think it would be so good and I love them both so much. This ended up being way longer than I had planned but I could have kept going so I’ll probably write more like this.

Masterlist

SFW above the cut, NSFW below

SFW

Warnings: swearing, mentions of violence? (the boys being protective of you/defending you)

This relationship would just be one big meme

You and Kaminari clowning together

You and Shinsou laughing at Kaminari’s dumbassery

Until it goes to far and you realize he’s going to hurt himself and you both frantically go “nOooO DeNKi!!!”

Pranks

These two are in a prank war and you are on both teams

So it’s basically just you messing with both of them

They’d pull pranks on you too but it would always be really little silly things, never to the extent they’d do to each other

Neither of these men sleep

Please god make them go to bed

I mean if you’re someone who also stays up all night then oh god this is just a disaster, the three of you will never sleep 

If you’re someone who goes to bed at a reasonable time please drag them with you

I don’t think it would be hard to drag them to bed honestly, they’re both way to soft

Like if they were gaming together but you wanted to go to bed, they’d try to say they were going to keep gaming but the second you say please and ask them to come cuddle you the controllers are on the table and they’re crashing into bed with you (simps)

They literally can’t say no to you

With anything, literally anything you want is yours

These men adore you and want to take care of you

Truly just two men that I hc as drinking there respect juice

But it’s more than that, like more than respect, it’s adoration

I think when they get into a relationship with someone the feelings are strong, to share themselves with someone like that they’d have to love and trust them so much

They’d spoil the shit out of you, but you better do the same for them

And when I say spoil I don’t mean spend a bunch of money, just bring them little things and do cute things

Like bring Shinsou coffee and Denki snacks

Give Denki a $1 Pikachu sticker and tell him it reminds you of him

Show your love with memes, they will cry, you’re too perfect

Send Denki silly memes and go “dis u?” he’ll love you so muchand think its so cute

Send Shinsou cute, lovey, cat memes, like meme of a little kitten with a sappy message over it

They’re both definitely very teasing S/Os, like you’d all just be making fun of each other constantly but it’s with LOVE

Consensual bullying 

But they’d never comment on something you’re actually insecure about, they know what’s too far and they’d never go there

(If you’re like me and someone who likes to be affectionately teasing with S/Os and friends please make sure you have boundaries established and you know what is ok to tease about and what actually hurts, communication y’all, ok back to your regularly scheduled programming)

I’m gonna be honest, y’all would eat so much takeout, neither of them can cook for shit

actually that’s a lie, Shinsou can cook, he just doesn’t want to

If you can cook and enjoy it please make them meal at least a few times a week

Please teach them healthy habits

Make them go to bed, make them go outside, force feed them veggies and water please just take care of them because they don’t know how to

I mean don’t force them. like please don’t try to change them, but express your concern about their unhealthy habits and try to help if that makes sense

Ok but they are so protective, anyone who tries to mess with you better be prepared to catch hands

They’d both be so goofy with you but if anyone tries to mess with you they are stone faced in a second and ready to rock someone's shit

You are perfect to them and they won’t let anyone say otherwise

Oh and if someone said something about the three of you being together, god help them

Actually don’t, no one help them, they deserve it, not sorry

The cuddles are IMMACULATE

The positions are always changing but it’s always so good

You in the middle either with both of their heads on your chest or facing one and being a little spoon to the other

Shinsou in the middle with both you and Kaminari resting your heads on his chest, you and Kami would be holding hands and you’d all just alternate giving each other little pecks

Kaminari in the middle facing Shinsou with you big spooning him... yes please

You all just want to make sure you’re all happy, it would be so supportive and goofy and just happiness

This relationship feels like sunshine

NSFW BELOW THE CUT. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. 18+.

NSFW

Warnings: dom/sub themes, degradation and praise kinks, sadomasochism and pain kinks, vouryerism, overstim/edging, literally just fucking flithy y’all

Please note that the things I headcannon only apply if it’s something you consent to.

oof

oh god

This is gonna be nasty

But so good

I’ve seen different people say different things but my personal opinion is that Shinsou is a dom (a hard one) and Kaminari is a switch

And yes, Shinsou calls you both his kittens, you cannot change my mind, I don’t care

So there’s a few different ways I see things going

So if both you and Kaminari are feeling like bottoms then Shinsou will gladly dom you both at the same time

Shinsou definitely has a vouyer kink so he would instruct you and Kaminari on what to do to each other while he jut watched his kittens play (stop that felt so filthy to type aaaa)

Once you were both completely worn out then he’d finally step in and have his way with you both

Like I said, he is a hard dom, definitely sadistic

Honestly he’d use telling you and Denki what to do to each other as a punishment, making you overstim or edge each other till neither of you can take anymore and are begging and/or crying

Then he’d come fuck you both into the mattress

This man is going to completely and utterly demolish you (if you’re ok with that of course)

He’d be praising you both but in a way that feels so dirty, he’d degrade you both a bit with words but I think it would mostly be praise, the degrading/humiliating part is what he does to you/makes you do to each other

He’d definitely be pretty rough with both of you (always only if you consent), he’d be manhandling you guys, just throwing you around, pulling hair, choking, a little slapping if you’re up for it (I definitely think Denki is just saying)

But don’t get me wrong, he also knows how to take care of his kittens

Like he can be so soft and giving with you as well, when the situation calls for soft sex this man will give you that and he will give it so good

Just the most gentle, loving praises and soft holds and eye contact and love

Ok, next situation Shinsou and Kaminari both wanting to dom you

ok wait cause there’s actually two ways that could go, if Kaminari is feeling switchy but leaning towards dom then it would be kinda similar to the first situation, with Shinsou telling him what to do to you but he’d just be more dom with it himself and he’d still let Shinsou dom him a bit but not full on, like they’re both domming you but Shinsou takes the lead

Ok but if Kaminari is feeling full dom then god help you

I hope you have the day of tomorrow

Because Kaminari as a dom is also one sadistic mother fucker

I absolutely headcannon Kaminari as being hard and sadistic when he’s domming (I mean he’s a little fucking masochist when hes a bottom)

But yeah if it’s something you’re ok with then these men are going to destroy you

I really can’t stress how ruthless they are when they’re domming together

You’re going to get whiplash from these two because one of them is degrading the shit out of you while the other is telling you the kindest praise

“Look at you, such a filthy little whore for us to use”, “You’re so beautiful, doing so good for us baby”

But you never know which ones going to say what and they’re constantly switching roles

Yeah you’re about to get your shit rocked, there’s no other way to say it

Honestly you’re going to be barely conscious by the time they’re finally done

Alright, last variation is you and Shinsou domming Kaminari

Pretty similar to when he’s domming you with Kaminari but y’all switch places

Just demolishing little subby baby Denki

I talk about how much of a little subby baby he is in my nsfw hcs for him

As much of a sadist as he is when he’s domming completely switches to masochism when he’s a sub

He will cry and beg and he loves it, he will literally beg you two to hurt him like a whiny little boy

Baby just wants to be completely destroyed and fucked out

Gee, can you tell I’m a switch

Regardless of how it goes down the sex would honestly be so good because both of them are very giving partners

I mean don’t get me wrong, they’re gonna tease the shit out of you, but they’re both very focused on making sure all three of you feel amazing

The aftercare, oh god the aftercare

Always so cute and sweet

Doesn’t matter who topped and bottomed

Cuddles and words of affirmation for all of you, just all three of you giving and getting love

If any of you are in subspace or roughed up or out of it or whatever then whoever isn’t will give you everything you need whether that's a hot drink or a nice bath or some lotion or whatever

You all just take such good care of each other because this is a relationship built on mutual love, adoration, and respect

This got a little out of hand, much longer than I thought it was going to be, my bad.