#nightmare aka my wife

[mantasunray-art]

cause darling im a nightmare dressed like a daydream 😈

#nightmare aka my wife #dreamwastaken fanart #dreamwastaken #nightmare fanart #for the dreamverse collab on twitter!! #dream liked this one too he loves me #also obligatory taylor lyrics #my art

[macsimagines]

The most wicked but potentially horrifically adorable idea just popped into my head…

Bonten!Mikey, Future!Kazutora, and Future!Draken waking up one night to find darling gone. They rush out just to find darling outside, clearly distressed, because they want to leave but genuinely can’t bring themselves to do it… That they’ll miss them…

Basically that sweet old Stockholm syndrome finally hitting, and hitting hard 🫢🫢🫢. How would they react to seeing that.

YUMMY YUMMY ANGST MY FAVORITE

TW:YANDERE BEHAVIOR, MINOR DNI, KIDNAPPING, STOCKHOLM SYNDROME, BABY TRAPPING, POSSIBLE MURDER, ABUSE MENTION

Yandere!Bonten Manjiro Sano (AKA Mikey)

The fact that you were able to sneak out of his arms while he slept with you was shocking, but the fact that you actually managed to slip out had been a miracle.

He wakes up in a cold sweat, and the hammering in his heart never stops since you're not there to hold him and shoosh him after another nightmare.

Honest to god, he's about to fucking loose it when he can't find you in the bathroom. Then he's sprinting out the door, gun in hand ready to pistol whip you with it for even trying to pull this shit then he sees you.

Sitting on the steps to the hideout, knees pulled up to your chest just staring out into the freezing October night. Your nighty is a little damp from a passing drizzle and he has no idea how long you've just been sitting there, just that you haven't so much as blinked at him since he got to you.

For a split second he's worried you're not even breathing, but then he hears the small little mutters coming from you and something in him just tears at your words...

"I can't go he needs me. If I leave then he's all alone, I can't let him be alone, I can't go, what is he supposed to do without me, how can I-"

Mikey can't listen to another word just scoops you into his arms, you're too cold, baby. How could you do that to yourself, and takes you inside where he can keep you safe and warm. Maybe its better this way. You can be broken together.

Yandere!Kazutora Hanemiya

He is so deluded that you're where you want to be that you leaving just isn't even a possibility for him. Not to say that he wasn't prepared for you to try it at first but after a half a year being his wife (prisoner) and you saying your first "I love you," to him a few nights back, he let himself get comfortable.

Then comes the night where he wakes up and you're not right next to him. His brain is surging and his heart is quaking in a new kind of fear he hasn't felt in years.

He's tearing the house apart screaming for you; "B-baby!? Time to come out now! I'm not havin' fun! Y/N WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!?"

When that doesn't work, he's heading for the door, knife in hand. Honestly the adrenaline has him delirious and he's not even sure if the knife is for you when he finds you or for himself if he can't.

Kazutora almost trips on your hunched form, but there you are! Curled up into a ball on the steps. "Y/N?" voice hoarse from all the yelling, but so goddamn happy to see you.

The knife drops with a loud clang and he's embracing you too tight that it almost hurts. "Hey, Kazu," you say very plainly. You couldn't even make it past the steps as soon as you got out the door.

You couldn't move your legs to run up the road, not even when you heard him screaming and wrecking the house inside. You weren't even afraid of what would happy when he found you. Just numb.

Kazutora brings you in, ignoring the whirlwind mess, even stepping on broken glass just to get you inside, where he can keep you safe and locked.

You don't even flinch when he locks the collar onto your neck. "J-just to be safe. You understand, right baby?" And you nod. Because the sick thing is you really do.

Yandere! Ken Ryuguji (AKA Draken)

You've been with him for years. Even before he took you. But about three years ago when you tried to go he made it so you never could.

But now was your chance, he'd become laxed, or maybe he had been too tired to keep up his usual routine, because he had forgotten to lock you in that night.

So Draken wakes up and you're not there. He's furious, how could he have forgotten to secure your chain before going to bed with you that night!?

He had just felt so relaxed and happy that day, but that was his own stupid fault. The reason he was so happy was because he had been careful, one fuck up and now you're gone.

He's running out of the house grabbing his keys when- he finds you. A bottle of his bourbon in your hands and you leaning against the side of the house taking swig after swig in the freezing night.

"Y/N," he hisses, almost like a question, because if you weren't going to leave then why the hell were you here?

"Tried to go," you tell him, words slurred, "Didn't make it very fuckin' far."

He stares at you for a moment, before finally asking; "Why not?" And then you turn to look at him although that look in your eyes kind of makes him feel like you can see though him, not at him.

Not breaking eye contact once you point up at your infant daughter's window. The child you didn't even want, the baby that for the first time since she was born, you actually had held that very day.

"Don't even fuckin' like that brat," you hiss at him, but god only know why you couldn't bear to leave her with him, "...I know." he'll say, reaching for the glass to have a drink of his own.

But you loved her enough to stay. Just like he knew you would.

#yandere tokyo revengers #yandere manjiro sano #yandere mikey sano #yandere draken #yandere ken ryuguji #yandere kazutora hanemiya

[christinesficrecs]

Also, these gems are still on tumblr for your enjoyment. 🧡💙🧡 here, here, here, and especially this one. Oooh, this one too.

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#sterek #sterek fics #ficrecs #fanfic writers #sterek fandom #author spotlight #thepsychicclam #author appreciation

[astrogre]

The Planet that is Pluto

Words: power, control, obsession, the underworld, intensity, intense emotions, intense everything, domination, taboo, depth, sex, repressed emotions, shadow self, the survivor, detective, alchemy, dark arts, superiority, fear, bravery

Astrological placements associated with Pluto: Scorpio, 8th house, Aries

Character I associate with Pluto: Femto-Berserk

The way Griffith sacrifices the souls of his people to transform into Femto and have dominance over others. What he does to Casca as well. He is the epitome of an extreme Plutonic character.

Honourable mentions: Homelander- The Boys, Laurie- Euphoria, Makima- Chainsaw man, Erik- Phantom of the Opera, Gaara-Naruto

Places: hades underworld realm, chess tournament’s, hell, anywhere with hierarchy aka corporate workplace, government institutions (because of power play/dynamics), caves, underground tunnel, escape rooms, secret society hidden meetings, nightmares,

Random somewhat astrologically influenced things that personally remind me of Pluto: Rigger, black grapes, death by strangulation, wine, babushka dolls, long nails, snakes, a public executor in the medieval ages, chess, cults, BDSM, the colour black, power play

Song I associate with Pluto:

Listen to this while you read it to immerse yourself in Pluto energy and surroundings, also read the lyrics too it’s very much Pluto energy

For you Pluto dominants:

(Pluto 1st house, Pluto 8th house, Pluto conjunct asc, Pluto conjunct Sun, many strong aspects to Pluto & Honourable mentions: 8th house stellium, Scorpio Stellium.)

This is entire post is dedicated to you

Plutos Traits:

Regenerative and transformative

Think of a snake shedding skin to become anew or when you’ve overcome and left abusive relationships and you’re back in your self confidence. Pluto is a phoenix bird it has a DEEP urge for regeneration and can transform itself from its own ashes into a diamond, Pluto itself is the pressurising machine. Say ashes represent the shittiest moments of our life e.g abuse, relationships, trauma, Pluto has the ability as an alchemist to use this horrible event to make something of more value, it transmutes basic base metal to gold. Transmutes pain and death to renewal. Pluto sees trauma as fuel. Without ashes (intense emotions or experiences) Pluto cannot show up and do it’s thing. Check where you have Pluto in the houses, this may be where you can get hurt most but it’s purposefully for a reason you’re supposed to use those intense emotions and make something beautiful of them

Eg. Pluto in 11th houser may have intense traumatic social circles or communities that ostracise, diminish, use or control them. As a Pluto 11th houser YOU have dominion here, you guys are social climbers the real life underdogs to Royalty stories. Use their exploitation of you as fuel, motivation and a resources to your success.

(Kylie and Kris Jenner have this placement and we all know how they absorb the drama, publicity and negativity from others like a champ, embody it, all to gain constant relevancy, power, influence and fame in their careers. Scandals make their profits go up like the whole Jordan woods drama and using it as marketing to do a sale on Kylie Jenner lip kit, Kris having their children’s private lives scrutinised and publicly available all so her family can gain relevance and wider opportunities)

Dominance and control

The reason why Pluto is known for obsession is because it urges to have the upper hand, Pluto won’t argue when defied he simply acts unbothered but exacts revenge in a cold manner, it wants to dominate and will go to extreme lengths to do that, it will go at all costs, the obsession manifests in an illogical, ego based way think of Gabriel Agreste from miraculous ladybug- how he prioritises triumphing ladybug over saving his wife, that kind of obsession. In my personal opinion I see Pluto as the second ego after Sun. It’s better if I explain by comparison… Think of powerful and dominating planets like Saturn and Mars, imagine if you owed each of these planets money and were in deep debt with them this is how they would respond:

Saturn: would employ you to do gruelling long hard work for many years, no retirement so that you’d die working on their behalf. If you refuse or die before debts are paid they would simply pass your debt onto your children make them do it to repay the money you owe. (If you’ve seen Chainsaw man, Saturn would work/treat the debtors children kind of like the way Denji was treated he had to pay off his fathers debts; in burdensome conditions where his health was being compromised for repayment.)

Mars: if you owed money to mars and were not able to pay it back, mars would most probably threaten you, beat you up, do a drive by shooting, physically destroy your assets like keying cars, graffiti and bulldozing your house, may be very aggressive think of loan sharks and mafia

Pluto: Now if you owe Pluto money.. Pluto is the kind to go further than mars, he would make you pay for it personally, in a way that can be grotesque/dark think of maybe rue from euphoria. When she owed money she just randomly woke up in a strangers bed and the house being filled with men implying she had been sex trafficked. Pluto is very wicked, obsessive and can be unsympathetic. It would not care if you feel pain and regret for inconveniencing them, it does this to put you in your place and prefers you repay the money with your suffering. Pluto may not even want the money anymore but rather the control and prioritises the debtors torture or will get the losses at your expense. eg. Sex trafficking you, have you wake up on the road after being unconscious and notice your kidneys are missing, hold you hostage, torture you, sell your body parts at an elite auction house, make detestable arrangements behind your back like forced marriage etc. This is how Pluto exacts its power and control.

Power obsessed

Pluto gets what it wants and exerts control over others while it does. That’s why it’s described as “scary” and associated with fear, a combination of ego and revenge. This is why wherever Pluto is in your houses it can show where you are intimidating, relentless and powerful and what you have constantly been resiliently obsessing over for years.

E.g Pluto 1st housers feel the desperate need to be in control and that they are seen to be dominant. They’re kind to get insulted if you call them “cute” or make jokes about their authority. (Leonardo DiCaprio, Beyoncé, Britney Spears and Justin Beiber all have this placement and came out of being typecasted or known as the “sweet good girl/boy” stereotype to powerful and to be taken with caution.

Taboo

Pluto is labelled taboo because it inserts itself into light AND darkness. It doesn’t mind and in fact rather enjoys exploring sex, defiance, repressed emotions, any subject that the general public refuse to speak of, Pluto relishes in that. I remember as a child there was a myth that I was told. It was that if you say “Bloody Mary” three times in the mirror you’ll get haunted and a ghost will appear to attack you, while other children may scream and dread in fear to even think of doing such an act, Pluto ruled natives may be the kind when alone to quickly run into the bathroom turn off the lights and try it out alone. That’s why they’re known to participate in dark arts, have interest in disturbing topics, they are fearless, like the challenge and find the minuscule information available on it a challenge. It’s not that Pluto ONLY has interest in taboo topics it’s just that it doesn’t hold as much fear of it as everyone else, talking about sex or death to Pluto is like talking about the weather, it’s no different, after all it’s just another subject.

The reason why they’re so fascinated by such topics and affiliated with them is because they see wasted energy and potential in these dark topics, abandoned resources that nobody wants meaning there’s more for them, and that’s why Pluto wants to explore it. Pluto isn’t wasteful. If Pluto were to kill a cow it would use its meat for food, bones for medicine, skin for rugs and teeth for necklaces, not a part of it would go unused. It gets excited when someone hits them because it means they can hit back.

Hidden self

Pluto is the hidden shadow part of yourself self you may want to hide and refuse to acknowledge. This is because as mentioned before Pluto loves the darkness and inside the subconscious there’s the good stuff and the bad stuff, our subconscious holds our fears, our beliefs, our desires and Pluto brings out all that stuff as conversation starters and wants to explore it and use it as fuel. This is why Pluto is known to be triggering because to be honest who wants to remember the fact they are afraid of touch and their abuser that caused that? But Pluto does. Pluto wants to remember them, Pluto wants to bring it up, Pluto wants to know who they are, Pluto wants to get revenge on them and put them in their place. Wherever Pluto is in your houses can also show how you can exact revenge so that it hits hard on others.

E.g. Pluto 4th house can suggest native can use powerful resources in their family, or their family has status, control, authority over others and can utilise it against others to contribute to their downfall.

(Megan Markle has this placement and she certainly lives up to it. She’s able to use the traumatic experiences she endured as a royal as fuel against them and is slowly contributing to the downfall of the monarchy by using her name and her affiliation to the royal family).

How to activate Pluto

Pluto can only transform and use its powers of Alchemy, transformation, control and power if you tap into its energy otherwise Plutos potential will be ignored. The same with any placement really. If you have a Venus 1st house, you want to be a beauty influencer but don’t put yourself out there, it’s energy will never manifest and remain as wasted potential.

The way you’re supposed to use Pluto is by confronting your fears. When you are most afraid, do it anyway.

E.g. Pluto 7th housers when you’re laying in bed and you’re thinking of that traumatic experience in your relationships instead of suppressing it, allow Pluto to remember it and allow that level of disrespect you feel to take action in the way of your Pluto sign.

(Shakira, Cardi B and Megan Thee stallion all have this placement and exacted revenge on their partners in different ways, Shakira and Cardi did it by artistically exposing them in music and making money form it, Megan did it the same way and also by lawsuits, doing public interviews on torey Lanes and pressing charges)

Anything Pluto touches is where you hold the most power in your birth chart. Usually people say how come i’m not good in that area?? It’s because you’ve not utilised Pluto. It’s because you won’t let Pluto explore it and turn your tribulations into gold.

What can Pluto tell us:

The best way of how you can exact revenge for it to successfully hit hard on others.

Where your wasted potential is. Basically where you allow your fears, desires, trauma to lay dormant instead of using that intense energy for Pluto transformation

Where we get excited when someone hits us because it means we can hit back. (Applies only if native is used to Plutos energy, otherwise you won’t be able to hit back. You’ll know if it’s active if when you have challenges under the themes of the house Plutos in you trust you can fight back like you have in the past)

Where you hold the most power

What you obsess over

How you deal with fears, death, change and trauma

Which part of your life you experience extreme transformation and changes

What you like to fight for

I will most likely be making a series that incorporates all of this for each house. However due to the fact that I am unfortunately very detail oriented this may take a while for me to commit to.

Pluto Series:

Pluto in 1st House

#dark astrology #astro notes #astrology observations #astro placements #astrology #pluto #sagittarius pluto #pluto aspects #pluto in 1st house #pluto 1st house #scorpio #8th house #astro posts #Spotify

[fumifooms]

Marchil crumbs part 3

Part 1 - Part 2 - part 4 - part 5 - part 6 - part 7

Count of times canon reminds us that Chilchuck is very attracted to blondes: 3rd For context: this is the canon explanation for everyone's shapeshifters

I can’t get over Chilchuck seeing Marcille like she has anime sparkles around her hair. How long have you stared at it. It’s like with the handsome Senshi where everyone is like "no this looks legit and absolutely like the real one" but her hair is shinier/prettier in the changeling than in the actual her

It drives me crazy that Marcille styles her hair every day for herself but little does she know she’s giving Chilchuck the show of his life, daily arranging his favorite thing aka blonde hair into different unique ornate hairstyles. Not that he cares about the details but ohh my god.

It makes sense that Chil would be the first one to notice her hair being all loose and messy then. He’s bothered by seeing her like this and wants her to tie it up again, and is even more unsetled and shocked when she says she doesn’t want to anymore. Though he also recovers from the shock quicker than Laios and takes charge of the situation. HE NOTICED. HE CARESSSS. IT BUGS HIM

^ That is what you call a character arc, of becoming attached to her hair lmfaoo(more like to Marcille and her habits). Or lying. "Man I sure wish she'd shave her hair I'd be less distracted on the job. Her golden majestic hair is so blinding with how shiny and sparkly it is ugh" /j

He chose to do a portrait teehee <3

Chilchuck defending her honor even under mind control that makes them honest zombies

Marcille out there defending his VIRTUE. It’s not just that he didn’t commit infidelity, he HAS A PURE HEART!! Honestly, assigned virtuous by a bicorn would so be the type of novel shenanigan that Marcille would hella romanticize. Which we do see her do lmao but <3

They're so funny together in the golden kingdom chapters. First of all, sitting in front of each other at the table? Nice. Second, them being on the same wavelength all throughout lmao.

Them. Sharing the same numerous braincells, nodding together and making good use of it to make good decisions for the party. Valuing their noses

Also can we apreciate that they like, can talk together. Communicate and debate. Even under tougher situations or more sensitive topics. Shit this would have been a good place to put the pages when Marcille was dungeon lord... But they're lined up for part 4 and part 3 is already full with pics... You guys have no idea how much Tetris I'm doing for these marchil crumbs posts

I wanna do a full compilation of every time he laughs at her but in the meantime have this small imperfect collection as well as this reddit comp. I swear she's the person/thing that makes him laugh and smile the most. Besides alcohol maybe

The gang and Chilchuck both knowing her well and not at all lol. Gotta love Chilchuck's confidence about knowing her favorite meal, and him remembering the bare minimum that even Laios hasn't lol

Marcille infesting his life to the point that, quote, "her delusions" are even part of his adventurer’s bible life timeline. The only picture in fact, in the streamlined canon reference to Chilchuck's life. "Hey is Marcille imagining herself as an halfling and Chil's wife with a mini Chilchuck baby Chilchuck's canon family appearances" canon: well no but actually yes /j

Chil at her bedside <3

Looking out for each other comp Yes thank you Chil captain obvious (he's trying his best and doesn't want to die let's not be mean c'mon). But like you know with that whole scene of the mad sorcerer attacking, for Chil it must have been the most terrifying thing ever. Ancient magic?? By an elf, targeting them with murderous intent?? With only an elf with also ancient magic to keep them safe attack by attack in the nick of time?? His biggest nightmare. I'm also reminded of when Chil talks with Leed about how "our magician held under the mad sorcerer's attack" all fond and 'I am so relieved I can trust her with my life' and Leed is like "That silly looking elf?!" and Chil was like "Yeah she's silly. At least she's strong tho." I'm getting carried away but yes this scene was relationship-defining in some ways

But they keep each other in check too

She was trying to make conversation and sharing her interests aw Chil come on

They're sooo domestic. "Chil are we there yet" "Marcille I swear to god if you ask me that one more time-". Also second time through the manga that Marcille squishes Chil against the ground/wall.

Get squeezed idiot

Part 4 is here!

#dungeon meshi #marchil #shipping crumbs #on today's menu: sigh... chilchuck fixating on blonde hair again... Marcille defending his virtue. Sharing brain waves across a dinner tabl #they're so... married behavior #looking ateachother and nodding wordlessly that they have to keep laiosfro mdoing this or that.

[hello-nichya-here]

Zuko is sent to fight in the front lines instead of searching Aang, developing PTSD. After 3 years, he's allowed to return. How would the relationship between the fire siblings change, and how could she help him overcome his grief?

At first, Azula's idea of helping him would be repeatedly praising him for surviving those three years, for any important victory he was involved in, for how much stronger and powerful of a bender/warrior he is now compared to when he left, etc. She assumes that, much like herself, Zuzu just needs to be told he did a good job so he can "cheer up" (aka repress all the inner turmoil until it inevitably comes crashing down on them both).

Once she realizes that isn't working at all, she starts to internally panic a bit. Still, she tries to pretend all is fine, only being much sweeter and kinder to Zuko. She's trying to be understanding whenever he opens up about his trauma - but while there's compassion there, she's also a bit resistent to fully accept that "Yes, this is my dad's fault. No, there was no need for him to treat Zuko like this" because Ozai's brainwashing was very effective.

One night, to her surprise, Zuko comes to her room seeking comfort. He gets in bed with her, they cuddle for a bit, and eventually Zuko just breaks. He is an incoherent mess, constantly repeating how he was so afraid and lonely and miserable, how he still has nightmares about all the things he saw, all the things he did, all the horrible ways in which people died. And no matter how much Azula tries to soothe him, he simply doesn't seem to even be listening.

Without thinking, she kisses him and Zuko is so shocked that he just stares at her, both of them totally confused and unsure of how to deal with... well, everything.

After that night, Zuko goes to her room every night. Azula doesn't always know what to say or what to do to make things easier for him, but being close to her gives him enough comfort to either sleep peacefully, or be soothed after a nightmare/sleepless night. It doesn't magically make everything better, but it makes it easier.

But it also made them codependent as hell. So when Ozai decides to put Zuko in charge of chasing after the Avatar, Azula knows neither of them would be able to stand being apart from each other. So, she leaves with him - the crew is VERY weirded out by the fact that she shares a bedroom and bed with her brother and acts more like his girlfriend/wife than sister, but they know better than to say anything.

#asks #zucest

[barrenclan]

i was gonna be sad that my boy didn’t eep but only for it to turn out to be a PINECORM ISSUE?? fuck yeah release me from the horrors 🏃🏃🏃🏃🏃

i assume view of the moon is the name of the leaders rock and honestly? that’s so cool. might seem generic but it’s more interesting than “leader’s rock”, and it’s even more interesting to me considering barrenclan doesn’t believe in starclan or have a moonstone. was it just a name from the time that the clan did believe? was it named that simply for how close you are to the sky? it’s really interesting idk maybe i’m overanalyizing

cormorantpaw saying specifically it’s worse when it happens for sisters than siblings or family makes me think- i would have understood if he just had sisters just like pinepaw but with crow being a brother and not being “worse when it happens” as described, makes me think that crow.. wasn’t the best brother and cormorantpaw struggles to feel sympathy. or even thrasher was a sexist with the concept of women being weaker and that idea was passed down like thrasher’s concept of getting a partner but i don’t wanna assume thrasher’s a sexist? don’t wanna throw that label onto him unless it’s 100% canon or so, it doesn’t feel appropriate.

cormorantpaw’s pauses and stuff makes me love your writing because it’s just.. this is so hard for him, he’s processing how bad thrasher was, something that’s been happening throughout his povs (his confusion on redpelt’s kindness, him telling egretrail thrasher’s weird opinions on the transgender and romance) and now he’s at a point where he can express it but also just.. it shows how much he trusts and love pine. I LOVE IT I LOVE THEM SO MUCH GRRR BITE

i love them fr omg they’re so silly cormorantpaw just casuallt explained his emo backstory and they immediately became so silly and goofy and awkward over the prospect of loving eachother and shit this is so great. TJEY WANNA HAVE SILLY NAMES AND STUFF!!!!! AGAHAHHRHRHGG!! THEY WANNA ESCAPE THE HELL LAND THEY LIVE IN!!

cormorantpaw’s finally found peace and he wants to keep it. go away defiance :((. i hope at least pinepaw can sleep better with cormorantpaw next to him

there’s two reactions i wanna see to their togetherness if it ever were to be found out: cootstorm, as brought up by pinepaw, is one that i can’t wait to see. but also.. daffodilpaw. i might have daffy bias but she was so, so sure that it was her *destiny* to date cormorantpaw and have kits to *make up* for her injury and even though i do believe that’s unhealthy for her i just.. what’s her thoughts gonna be on her supposed destiny being stripped in front of her by her brother? aggh i lovr angst :3 i will punch cootstorm if she reacts badly tho

this issue makes me want to get a gf to go cuddle with. 10/10 issue would patfw again

No more nightmares only KISSING!!

Yeah, View of the Moon is the leader's rock, I like giving typical things in Warriors more fantastical names (like The Sanctuary AKA Moonpool from my other comic). It's named that way for two reasons, one is just that it's the tallest rock in camp so it's the easiest to see the sky from. And secondly because it's a paler color than the rest of the dens, so it looks a bit more like the moon.

Crow is actually one of Cormorantpaw's sisters, Partridge is his brother! Thrasher did treat women (namely, Egrettail and uh, his wife) very badly, though, so it's pretty safe to assume he's sexist.

Cormorantpaw's emotional development makes me :,) my boy has come so far... him and Pinepaw are so silly together!! Just two little guys!!!

I won't say much but you will definitely get a Daffodilpaw perspective on this soon :3

#ask #cormorantpaw #pinepaw #crow #thrasher #daffodilpaw

[fishymom-art]

WHAT I THINK THE M&I CAST ARE IN GREEK MYTHOLOGY:

Allison: Athena ( Goddess of: Wisdom, warfare, strategist.)

Thomas: Hephaestus ( God of: Fire, forge, invention and master of craftsmen)

Sammy: Apollo ( God of: Music, light, poetry,etc.)

Doc: Nemesis ( Goddess of: Vengeance and retribution)

Wally: Gelos (God of: laughter)

Grant: COEUS ( Titan god of : Intelligence and curiosity)

Susie: Aphrodite (Goddess of: love, desire and beauty)

Johnny: Astraea ( Goddess of: Innocence and Justice)

Norman: Irene/Eirene ( Goddess of: Peace and patience)

Henry: Eleos ( God of: mercy, clemency, compassion and pity)

Lacie: Artemis ( Goddess: Midwifery, protector of young children, childbirth,etc)

Tayln: Could not think of one..:")

Nelly: Persephone ..or Adonis.. ( Goddess of: Reincarnation and ghosts)

Jamie: Eusebeia ( God of : loyalty, duty ,etc)

Valeria: Could not think of one here either

Kameela: Kratos ( God of: authority)

Aminata: Calliope ( Goddess of: singing. Name meaning beautiful voiced )

Wilson: Zeus ( God of : wrath, anger,etc)

Nathan: Hades ( god of: evil ,etc)

I know for some..aka ALOT.. there were some gods/godesses that didn't fit the characters gender ..REALLY SORRY.

Hope you liked it even though it was probably messed up XD

I would actually switch Wilson to Hades and Nathan to Zeus OR Poseidon just because they're absolute DICKS. I think I drew my Joey as a greek god at some point (Dolos, god of Lies) and surprisingly he's the only one you didn't mention LOL

I'd make Doc Asclepius (God of Medicine). He used to be a human or rather a demi-god because he's the son of Apollo and a mortal woman Koronis (or Coronis), princess of Tricca in Thessaly. When he died, he was resurrected as a God! Also he brought a little bit too many people from the dead lol.

Then I'd make Talyn Thanatos (God/Personification of Death) because I'm quirky like that

and Valeria can be Psyche (the Goddess of the Soul, more known as Eros' wife. She's portrayed with butterfly wings hehe uvu)

I imagine Nelly to "Pomegranate Lips" by Derivakat a lot, so YES, SHE'S PERSEPHONE

Also Nightmare Joey is Erebus (God/Personification of Darkness), that's it.

UPD: I JUST NOTICED THAT YOU ONLY MENTIONED THAT HADES IS THE GOD OF "EVIL" WHEN HE IS ABSOLUTELY NOT!

God, I really don't like when people associate him with evil. Mostly because people associate him with the Devil, coz they both rule "The Underworld". BUT HADES IS SO MUCH MORE! He welcomes and homes the dead, they're all equal in his kingdom. He's also the only one of the 3 ruling gods (him, zeus and poseidon) who isn't an absolute asshole to his wife. He was always passive and never portrayed negatively (except abduction of Persephone, but that was Zeus' idea + being angry at people trying to resurrect the dead or cheat death ((Orpheus almost got away with it because Persephone is nice)).

TL;DR MY BOY HADES IS GOOD AND IS NOT AND WAS NEVER MENTIONED TO BE THE GOD OF EVIL.

UPD2: AND ZEUS ISN'T THE GOD OF WRATH/ANGER. He may be a dick, but it was never mentioned that he's a god of Wrath and/or Anger. That's Ares, also known as the God of War. Please, check your sources!

#fishymom-ask #metal and ink #metal and ink extra #greek mythology

[salty-lemon-shark-from-the-sea]

❤️Cuddle Headcanons (TLLH)❤️

(I’m tired and in need of a hug, so here are some cuddle headcanons because… just because)(no request)

Robinsons + Peirre (when they’re aged up)

Ernest: He’s a protective older brother, so of course he's going to be protective of his s/o. This means he's going to be the big spoon just so he knows you're safe. Prefers to be facing you just to see your perfect face (flaws and all 😉), but understands if you don't like that. Spends the time talking about adventures he wants to have after the war, or just random things.

Fernand: Two words. Tall and Lanky. Due to his height he’ll be a big spoon hugging you from the back while his arms are wrapped around your stomach. Can be a little spoon if you want and he won't complain but prefers not to be. He's a bit of a jokester, so just be prepared for him to randomly start tickling you or blowing in your ear. Draws shapes on your back and stomach, at first on purpose as a way to mess with you by having you guess, but at some point he started to do it automatically.

Jean: Small bean, baby boy, little spoon. He just wants to be held and taken care of since that how he grew up. Was really shy about starting cuddles in the beginning, but around the middle he's the one to start them. Likes to be wrapped up in your arms with his head resting on your shoulder while ranting about a book he had finished. A bit of an airhead so sometimes he forgets to ask about what you have done. Can be the big spoon if you’re stressed or injured, but if that's not the case then he's going to have you hold him.

Marcel: He’s a switch who prefers to be the big spoon to seem like the bigger guy, but some times wants to be the little spoon. Tries to act tough saying cuddles are for babies but after one or two times of you convincing him he'll start to love them. They never last long though because he always has work to do on the farm and gets very little do time. He will and can beat anyone (besides Pierre) up if they catch you two.

Pierre: A switch who doesn't care whether he's big or little spoon as long as your with him in his arms he's happy and content. Has his own room so he does get more privacy than his brothers, but is down to cuddle some where in the woods on a little date. Will play with your hair, can't bride for shit, but never the less he just likes yours since it’s different from his families who all have the same. Big strong arms with gentle but callused hands that can wrap around you to make sure you are safe.

Adults characters:

Jean-Baptiest: Another baby boy (an earlier post I made of him being a male wife and I still stand by it). Small spoon, doesn't even want to be the big spoon. Oh, you think his legs and arms are too long for the little spoon? WRONG! He’s going to cuddle up to you and hold you while humming a tune and drawing in your back so that you both fall asleep. Do you want to be the little spoon? Alright, just this once. Cut him some slack if he doesn't want to be the big spoon my man has so much info about the rebellion he's going to explode. Plus he's always getting injured.

Robert: He’s like Ernest in the scene of being a protective person, so he's most likely wanting to be the big spoon. Like to face you so that when you wake up he can shower you with kiss before having to get up and head off to work. After the war though he's more open to being the little spoon after having to deal with being in the Army and being a prisoner. PTSD is hard and he really hopes that your going to be there to comfort him if he has a nightmare and needs the support.

Douglas (aka. The pilot): Seems like a big spoon, and will be a big spoon if you need the support or he just feels like it. Prefers to be a little spoon… just likes to be held… no other reason😀. He does have a kid, so sometimes when you all cuddle he will come over and join you two sandwiching themselves between you two. Especially after he has a nightmare and the two of you are woken up by him tugging at the sheets. Let's you wear his jacket when cuddling if you ever get cold.

Mrs. Guibert: Mother. The girl is a big spoon who will hold and comfort you until you can't breathe. Likes to massage your scalp and in return loves to have you play with her hair. Also likes to be the little spoon especially when times get tough and she gets stressed out that Jean is growing up too fast. Even when she has little spoons she is still in control case she just rests on top of you while giving you a kiss along your jawline. (has a soft spot if you hold her on the hips when cuddling)

Lucy: Soft Mother. Girl is shy and quiet so while you are both cuddling she’ll prefer to listen to you talk about your day/night. Little spoon all the way, does not really like being the big spoon at all. Hold her. If you are with her while she's sick then you really have to hold her and comfort her, because she is scared. Sometimes while you’re cuddling Cholette will sometimes join you if she had a bad dream. Ernest too. In the morning imagine waking up before and just taking in her beauty, but while admiring her she wakes up and laughs before gently kissing all over your face.

(I do not write for the Fritz and I don't take requests. That's it hope you enjoyed since this fandom is drier than my humor and have a Happy New Years!)

#the long long holiday #les grandes grandes vacances #The long long holiday x reader #Headcanons #Happy New years #last post of 2023

[icarusignite]

Master Post

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engineering student

bookworm

history/mythology nerd

kdramas/kpop/anime

Feel free to drop me a dm and chat. I’d love to be mutuals <3

Fandoms I’m into and will write for: Game of Thrones, House of the Dragon, The Last Kingdom, Criminal Minds, Shadow and Bone, Lockwood and Co, Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, Hunger Games, Bridgerton, etc (there lots more that I just forgot to put on here lol). I’m also into kpop so I may dabble in writing for certain groups too. 

My tags:

#icarus ignite fic recs (my fav recs, all fandoms)

#icarus ignite asks

Requests are open!

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THE LAST KINGDOM

Oneshot Masterlist:

- The only heaven I'll be sent to is when I'm alone with you: 1 / 2

(King Alfred x POC! Fem! Reader)

You are a prominent scholar from Baghdad, visiting Wessex to learn more about English culture and try to help its ailing monarch with your medical expertise. However, conflict arises when you find yourself falling for the Catholic king, knowing he cannot give you what you deserve.

- Valhalla Bound  (Finan x GN! Reader)

During the ransacking of Rumcofa, you save Osferth thus exchanging his fate for yours. aka you die and Finan's reaction to that

- Night Terrors (Sihtric x GN! Reader) 

Sihtric has a nightmare, and he accidentally snaps at you. What comes after is the most awkward confession of his life and you are oblivious af.

- Praying's just a poor man's way of begging (Sihtric x Fem! Reader) 

You are Earl Ragnar's youngest daughter and the boy you've spent many pleasant afternoons with as a child was none other than Sihtric Kjartansson. Reunited after years apart, will the two of you be able to face the truth of your feelings or will it all end in heartache?

- In this labyrinth of time, our souls entwined (Modern AU Finan x Fem! Reader)

Finan and his friends witness a bar fight during their night out and Finan feels a magnetic connection to the hero of the fight. This can be read on its own but it can also be seen as a continuation of my earlier fic Valhalla Bound where you died and now your reincarnation meets Finan's in another world and that's why you seem so familiar.

- Go ahead and cry, little girl (Aethelstan x Fem! Reader)

You are Sihtric’s daughter from his first wife. Your mother dies after he leaves her for his current wife and you blame him for his death. Aethelstan is yoiur dearest childhood friend.

Series:

- Union of the Gods Masterlist (Sihtric x OC)

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON

Oneshots:

- I hate you I love you (Cregan Stark x fem! reader)

The five times you told Cregan Stark you hated him, and the one time you actually meant it.

- I want to fly with you on dragonback (and eat only cake) (Alicent x Rhaenyra)

Basically the title. Rhaenyra finally gets to take Alicent on that dragon ride and eat cake....and maybe kiss the girl she loves.

-  Like an old melody, my heart resumes 1 / 2  / 3 (Daeron x Fem! Reader)

After years apart and with several misunderstandings between them, you meet Prince Daeron at what is meant to be his betrothal feast. When secrets and unspoken desires come to light, you and Daeron are faced with a choice: to let go of the past and embrace a love that has always burned between them or allow your tumultuous history to keep you apart.

Series: (not uploading here anymore, check out my ao3/wp for it)

- Before the Sky Falls Masterlist (Aemond Targaryen x Velaryon OC) (complete)

- An Eye for an Eye Masterlist (Aemond Targaryen x Velaryon OC)

In which Daenys Velaryon, the oldest child of Rhaenyra and Laenor Velaryon, must come to terms with the fact that the man she loves has committed an unforgivable crime.

CRIMINAL MINDS

Oneshots:

-   Steady Your Heart in Mine (Spencer Reid x GN! Reader)

Exam season brings you a lot of stress and Spencer Reid is there to walk you through it. Established relationship, descriptions of anxiety and panic attacks.

Series:

- The Darkest Hour Before Dawn Masterlist (Spencer Reid x OC)

LOCKWOOD & CO.

Oneshots:

- I thought I dreamed her (Lucy x Lockkwood)

- I love you forever, I'm not a dreamer (Lucy x Lockwood)

The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes:

Series:

These Violent Delights Masterlist

#icarusignite writes #lockwood and co #luke castellan x reader #aemond targaryen x reader #Criminal Minds #masterlist #game of thrones #aemond targaryen #coriolanus snow #percy jackson and the olympians #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #the hunger games #the last kingdom

[techbonnie]

I had a concept in my head, No Idea if I'm gonna follow through with it or not. I've always wanted to do a Mafia AU type thing but never found characters I felt fit.

None of this would be canon compliant in anyway shape or form lmao

some Bios under the cut

The Fazbears

First we've got the Don, the Boss, Fredbear "Goldie" Fazbear. He's the godfather, his family and Springs, have been part of this operation since the days of Al Capone. The police have been trying to get him for years , they've never been successful. He's a ruthless criminal and a strict father to the Freddles: Junior (Freddy), Teddy, and Ned (AKA Nightmare). Fredbears family diner is more or less a functional resturaunt but mostly acts a shell corp for his money laundering.

The eldest of the sons is Fredrick Fazbear, To his buddies (Bonnie, Chika, and Roxy) he's merely Freddy (Never Fredbear). To his brothers and Father Freddy is Junior. He grew up best friends with Bonnie and Foxy. He's set to inherit the "business" from his Father, he knows better than to "go against the family" but it doesn't stop him from wanting to leave the life with Bonnie on his arm and not have to worry about being raided at any moment.

Teddy Fazbear (Toy Freddy) is the youngest of the three and while he is younf he is a Capo in the Family. He's annoyed that his father wants Freddy to inherit the buisiness instead of him. Its all Teddy has always wanted. Goldie promoted him to Capo at 16, he saw promise from his youngest. But he's still young and very enthusiastic about his assignments. Goldie believes that Teddy has some growing to do before he can name him his successor.

Ned "Nightmare" Fazbear (Nightmare) He's the middle son, but the biggest. The boy is built like a brick house. He has no drive to be head of the family, but is more than willing to act a bouncer/bodyguard/ muscle for either his father or brothers.

The Bunny's

Spring "Bonnie" Bunny, Joined the Family at 16, when his father insisted. Was best friends with Fredbear, and eventually went to college, had to drop out after the mother of his children got sick, hospital bills piled up and Spring had to return to the family, tail between his legs, luckily Fredbear understood that he couldn't get in trouble with the law, with two kids reliant on him, and a sick wife with expensive hospital bills, Fredbear opened the diner and let Spring head the restaurant.

Bonnie Bunny, named after his Dad sort of. Spring tried to keep Bonnie out of the business, but then found out about Bonnie and Freddy's relationship and is doing his best to protect his son, and Freddy, from Goldies wrath should he ever find out. Bonnie was trained in Cello, Bass, and Guitar. He loves music and wants to pursue a career in music with Freddy, but has a back up of business major (If the music doesn't work out he wants to own a bowling alley). Currently Bonnie is a college student(On the college Bowling team), and works the Bar and Ice cream Parlor at Fredbears family diner.

Theo Bunny, named after their mothers father. He was young when Mrs. Bunny died. He doesn't remember her much at all. But he was a prodigy when he was younger, played Violin, his brother taught him Guitar. He knows about Freddy and Bonnie's relationship and often blackmails his brother with it, threatening to tell Goldie. So Bonnie almost always gives in to what ever Theo wants.

#GLamrock Fronnie #I was torn between having The Bunny's or the Traps... as their last name #but I guess now they can be related to Babs or Buster Bunny(No relation) of Tiny Toons or even Buggs Bunny lol #And I know Ned is a sperate character #but I needed another name for him other than Nightmare #and lets be honest I probably wasn't going to use Ned in any meaningful way

[nightcovefox]

Hush Now.. You’re Safe..

Characters: Sullivan, Jeanie, Princess Peach, and Jamie (Oc)

Ship: Sullivan x Jeanie

Plot Context: Sullivan and Jeanie have finished their honeymoon now Jeanie lives in Terra Flora With her husband Sullivan. Suddenly a new bundle of joy has joined in their lives. Sullivan was doing great as a father, Jeanie on the other hand didn’t know how to be a mother. Will Jamie love her mom?

A/n: This takes place in a Future AU. (I’ll tell you about the Future AU at another time) Jamie (An OC of mine) is the daughter of Sullivan and Jeanie. You might be asking how? 1. She’s adopted and I’m working on her back story (Little comic). She was in the Wiggler’s Express Train aka Sully’s train. Sullivan found her and well.. Decided to keep her. And 2. Why not?-

Warnings: Fluff and my bad grammar-

Enjoy Reading~!<3

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

A loud cry shot Jeanie awake right away. Jeanie looks around her room but only to see pitch black. Her system was loading until she was fully ‘activated.’ Half charge of her body. The cries continue to be louder. Ah.. Jamie..

Jeanie removed her blanket covers and turned to see Sullivan dead asleep. How can he sleep through her cries?

*WAAAAAHHH!*

“I’m coming.. I’m coming..” she mumbled tiredly. Standing up and walking to her daughter’s room. She opened the door, seeing her night light staying on. She walks over to her crib and sees Jamie crying. Jamie sniffling and cries, not seeing her Papa only her Mama.

Jeanie picked her up gently and scanned her.

Hmm. She’s not hungry, or hurt, or needs a diaper change.

Ah… a nightmare..

Jeanie cradles her back and forth slowly. Smooth her little bunny ears trying to calm her down. Nothing seemed to work..

Oh, what can she do? Jeanie doesn't know how to calm her down..

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

“I’m bad at this… I apologize Princess..”

“You’re fine Jeanie.. Just watch me..” Peach whispered to her, holding her baby boys in her arms. She started to sing. Two of the twins stop their crying at stare at their mom. Jeanie watches seeing both of the twins calm down. Jeanie hummed quietly to join her song.

Once the song ends Peach smiles seeing both of her sons asleep. Peach sighed, gently putting both of her boys in the crib. “Thank you Peach.. I apologize I didn’t calm down the boys..”

“It's alright Jeanie, you tried, and that matters. Now come on, you need to rest up for your big day!”

“Thank you.. Peach,”

Peach smiled at her friend. “Of course..”

>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Jeanie shakes her head, remembering that memory. Hopefully, this works. She sat down on the plush stool and started to sing.

“Where the North Wind meets the Sea..

There’s a river full of memory…

Sleep, my darling, safe and sound..

For in this river, all is found..” Jeanie quietly sang, seeing her daughter calm down her cries a bit.

Jeanie continues, “In her waters, deep and true..

Lie the answers and a path for you..

Dive down deep into her sound..

But not too far or you’ll be drowned..”

Jamie sniffed and softly cooed at Jeanie. Her cries finally stopped but Jeanie didn’t stop.

“Yes, she will sing to those who'll hear

And in her song, all magic flows..”

Sullivan yawned, scratching his eye as he entered the room. He stops scratching and listens to his wife singing to their daughter. Oh.. What a beautiful melody..~

Sullivan leans to the doorframe and listens to her song.

“But can you brave what you most fear?

Can you face what the river knows?

Where the North wind meets the sea

There's a mother full of memory

Come, my darling, homeward bound

When all is lost, then all is found..” Jeanie stops singing, looks down, and sees Jamie asleep. Snuggling up close to her mom’s chest. She did it..

Jeanie kissed Jamie’s forehead and was about to put her daughter in the crib but heard Sullivan’s words. “You sing beautiful Jeanie.. Really beautiful.. Like an angel..”

Sullivan walked to her. “You did good as well.. Putting her to sleep..” Sullivan sighed and stroke his daughter’s ears carefully and gently.

“Mhm.. All thanks to someone..”

Jeanie gently put Jamie in her crib, quietly she and Sullivan walked out and closed the door quietly.

Both of the couples go to their shared room and lie down in their bed. Jeanie smiled and felt very proud of herself. She fell asleep, not hearing her daughter cry but hearing her husband snore instead.

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Thank you for Reading~!<3

#Startrain #Sullivan x Jeanie #Jamie is Startrain ship child #God I feel like I messed up #But writing this makes my heart melt #m+rsoh #m+rsoh fanfic #Future AU #princess peach

[dirtychocolatechai]

run from me darlin’ | a.r

🩸pairing | arvin russell x f!reader

🔪wc | 1.6k

🩸warning(s) | 18+, smut; dub con, teasing, possessive arvin, cornered against the wall, infidelity, cuckoldry, age gap, reader is a milf (arvin has mommy issues fite me), exhibitionism, dirty talk, dry humping, soft dark arvin, minor lactation kink (ig??), manipulation, praise

🔪summary | a thot sparked by this ask, aka the fic where arvin has mommy issues and has a massive crush on his boss’ wife. 

🩸notes | @darksideofthecocoamoon your fault your fault your fault 💀 do not ask me how i got here do not look at me idk man also don’t @ me i lived in bowling green for a few years and it was my worst nightmare

🔪requests: open | tag lists: open | masterlist

On the run after shooting Bodecker and fleeing Knockemstiff, Arvin finds himself in Bowling Green, Ohio. It’s nothing but flat fields and corn as far as the eye can see.

The town’s small but not too small, with the added bonus of the local university being a great cover story. All he has to say is he’s a student, and any probing questions resolve themselves.

Before long he sets himself up as a part-time laborer on a dairy farm while working towards his ‘degree.’ The thing is… the farmer has the prettiest little wife he’s ever seen. Always greets him with soft hands, tender eyes and a honey-sweet smile. How could he not want you all to himself?

It’s also clear there’s no love lost between your husband and you, the air always rippling with tension. A marriage that’s over before either party’s realized it.

Maybe it’s the baby, maybe it’s the farm, maybe it’s just two people who were never right for each other in the first place. Regardless of the reason, Arvin knows you’re not being treated the way you deserve. 

But it’s gonna be alright because he’s here. You won’t have to cry yourself to sleep anymore. He’s more than willing to give you everything a woman wants - ready to cherish every inch of you he can.

And once the both of you are ready to move on, he’ll find a nice place to settle down and start a family of your own.

The only hiccup is that he has to convince you of how good it’ll be first. Change is scary but he’s patient. You’ll see it was all for the best in the end. There’s no need to cling to your old life when he’s offering something so much better.

Which is how you find yourself ambushed in the middle of the night by your deceptively sweet farmhand. He seemed like such a charmer, albeit sullen. Now he’s been here for months and refuses to leave you be. Always chasing after you with boundless passion and heady desire.

You’ve learned that once he gets his hands on you, there’s no getting free until he’s satisfied.

“Mm, yeah, that’s it, darlin’. Been wantin’ to do this all afternoon. Fuck - ya looked so pretty in that sundress.”

Teeth sink into the meat of your thumb, blood bursting iron sharp across your tastebuds. You whimper, muffled and needy as your back arches, your shoulder blades grinding into the oceanic wallpaper your husband helped pick out when you moved into the farmhouse.

Arvin presses you into the wall so hard it’s difficult to catch a breath, his chest a firm line of heat against your front. Weak hands shove at his broad shoulders but he doesn’t even flinch, his frame solid and unyielding.

“Always smell so good for me.” He looms over you, his head tucked into the curve of your throat as his teeth work at the flutter of your pulse. “My pretty, pretty baby.”

“Arvin, I said no marks…” Your hips jerk against his, a flush of shame heating your belly when you feel how wet your pussy is against his thigh. “I’m running out of makeup. Won’t be able to hide them.”

“Good.”

His words are a rumbled growl in your ear, his breath puffing over the sensitive shell. His hands capture the curves of your waist when you try to squirm away, steel bands that shackle you in place.

“Let ‘im see, let ‘im know his pretty little wife’s pussy belongs to me.”

A flare of heat kindles to life low in your belly, liquid desire settling between your thighs. You hate how much his words get to you, how desperate you get for his touch. He never takes no for an answer, just bulldozes right on in as he pleases.

The initiative shouldn’t be as flattering as you find it. But between juggling your baby, your husband, and the farm, your needs have fallen by the wayside. You can’t even remember the last time your husband touched you willingly.

“Arvin, please, I…”

If it’s a plea to stop or a plea to keep pushing you to your limits, you don’t know. This persistent young man has seen fit to invade every aspect of your life in such a short amount of time. You’re not sure you recognize the person you’re becoming under him.

A kneecap grinds into your aching clit.

“Arv-hhn…” you pant, burying your head in his shoulder. The fabric of his t-shirt is soft against your lips. “Can’t - can’t…”

“Shh,” he says, rocking up into the cradle of your thighs, his voice a low croon that hooks behind your navel and tugs. “Ya can, I know ya can, darlin’. Doin’ so good for me.”

The tidal wave of pleasure crashes through you, ebbing flows that tease at your nerve endings until you’re sobbing in his arms. Muffled sounds ring out through the empty hall, shattering the midnight silence. Your legs tremble with the effort of holding your weight, your hips flexing with aborted thrusts.

He plasters your bodies together from hip to sternum, the momentum of his teasing grinds never faltering. So firm and warm and right where you want it…

“Better be quiet if you’re so worried,” Arvin says.“They’ll hear ya and then what’ll ya do? Your precious husband’ll see his slut of a wife hanging off another man’s cock.”

You swallow, the filthy works sparking a shiver of delight. You clench, a rush of slick wetting the seat of your panties. And that’s perhaps the worst thing about all of this - how much your body craves his touch.

Ashamed, your eyes slam closed but not before you catch Arvin’s gaze, his eyes half-lidded and impossibly dark with hunger.

“Oh, is that what you’ve been hidin’ from me, darlin’?”

He breathes, his long fingers reaching up to caress the soft swell of your breast. He drops kisses along the curve of your jaw with a pleased little hum, and circles the peak of your nipple through the thin camisole.

“Ya want ‘im to see, ya want ‘im to know how wet ya get for me - don’t ya?”

Your answer sounds in the form of a moan.

He smirks, a devilish curve to his lips, “Mm, why don’t we show ‘im then?”

Your eyes snap open, immediately desperate for an altogether different reason. Your stomach drops at the look of utter satisfaction on Arvin’s face. Before you can beg and plead, two fingers wrap around your nipple and squeeze hard. Try as you might, you can’t bite back the utterly wrecked noise that claws its way out of your throat, echoing loud.

Wetness trickles from your breast, dribbles down your skin and sticks your sleep shirt to you. The colour of your areola peeks through the milk-soaked fabric. But you don’t have time to worry about leaking through another shirt because there’s no way your husband didn’t hear that. You’re in the hall right outside the master bedroom. 

The bed creaks. “You all right out there?” your husband calls.

“Arvin, get out of here.” He doesn’t budge. You smack his chest with a hollow thump. “Damnit, Arvin, go!”

Another rough tug of his fingers, and you’re weak-kneed. Fuzzy-headed. More milk dribbles from your tender nipple. You hiss at the overstimulation, little sparks of pain in the pleasure.

Devil black, and delicious.

About to cry, you can’t help jerking over his thigh one last time just to feel the drag of your slick folds. And then you’re trying to squirm out of his ironclad hold. You both know it’s in vain - if he doesn’t want you to go anywhere, you won’t - but you put up a fight all the same. 

“Please, go.”

His breath stutters from him, his eyes burning into yours as he sucks off the milk clinging to his fingertips. You always look the prettiest to him when you cry, your eyes glassy and desperate for something only he can give you. He grinds close so he can feel every inch of your softness.

“Just as sweet as always.”

“Arvin,” you say with a shake of your head. “He can’t see you.”

“I will this time,” his eyes are shards of flint when he holds your gaze, his mouth a set line of tension, “But ya can’t run from me. I’m gettin’ real tired of hidin’ an’  of sharin’. You’re mine, he just doesn’t know it yet.” 

Before any more can be said, the pressure of Arvin’s body against yours disappears in a great rush of air. You shiver, reaching up to fix your strap just as the door to the bedroom swings open and your husband pokes his head out. He calls your name, his eyes squinting through the dark. 

“Woman, the hell you doin’ out here?”

“Nothing, just,” you start, off-kilter, “just getting something to drink.”

You’ve never been more thankful you married a man with poor eyesight. If he saw the evidence of your indiscretion… your trembling thighs, the dampened crotch of your shorts, nipples peeking through the ruined tank top… there’d be no saving it. 

“Ya sure? Thought I heard a yelp.”

The words taste like ash when you smile and say, “Mhm… kicked that side table again.”

His chuckle sounds, the shape of his body turning back into the room. “Maybe we should get a damn nightlight for the hall then.” He turns back to look at you. “Ya comin’?”

“Y-Yeah, be there in a minute, sweetie.” You don’t hear his response, too focused on the phantom hands gliding along your thighs, cupping your cunt and playing with your dripping folds. “I need to go to the bathroom.”

Smoke and faded cologne tease your senses, moist lips skimming the side of your face as Arvin whispers a promise into your skin, “See ya tomorrow, darlin’.”

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Anime only watchers and people who aren't caught up with the Manga, BEWARE... Cuz I'm about to discuss Spy X Family Mission 77... You have been warned...! 👌

[SPOILERS AHEAD FROM THIS POINT ON]

There was not a whole lot of things going on in this chapter this week, but there were some interesting bits of infomation that was presented to us... 🤔 So let's talk about it, shall we...? 😎

This chapter begins with one of the teachers at Eden Academy, particularly Mr. Thomas Austin, AKA: Mr. Tutor in residence...:

Who seems to be having some nightmares about the Hijacking incident (which is very understandable... 😞) And remembers what Henderson told him in the last chapter:

And so, he decided to give psychologist Loid Forger a visit...:

After Loid and Mr. Austin talk for a bit, Mr. Austin shares what's been going with him:

Twilight notices that something isn't quite right, so after they talk a little more, Loid ends their session for the day and tells Mr. Austin to meet up again next week... (Also, Fiona shows up for a bit... That little nut...!! 😌)

But in their next session, is where things get a bit more interesting...

Mr. Austin mentions that his yells at him a lot for the way he's been acting, so Twilight asks him about his wife, and well...:

Which ultimately led to this...:

HMMMMMMM...? 🤔

Mrs. Austin reminded of someone... In fact, two someones in particular...:

Melinda and Donovan Desmond...!! 😱

Hell, Mr. Austin even mentions that his wife "only ever responds with a long sigh!" And who else has done something similar...?:

NEED I GO ON?! ☝😤

And though this chapter ends on a happy note for Mr. Austin, by getting him to talk to his wife little by little... It doesn't change the fact that something very strange is going on here... 🤔

And that was Mission 77, an interesting chapter to say the least...! 😌 Not much happened this time around, except for the stuff about Mrs. Austin, which I wonder if it'll be brought back up again later...? 🤔 Maybe, maybe not... Who knows? 🤷 But, all I do know is that I'll be there when it does or doesn't happen...!! 😎👍

Well anyway, I'm sure someone else might figure out what might be going on here better than me, so guess I'll just say my goodbyes...!! 😁 Until the Mission, take care and be safe out there...!! Peace!! ✌😄

Also:

This is the first time in a long time that I've seen Twilight sporting WISE's logo on his clothes again...!! 😲 That is all. Goodbye. 👋

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We need a part 2 for corpse husband if you were his daughter 😌🫣

being corpse husband’s daughter would include (part 2):

a/n: {find part 1 here} ty for asking, hope you like these follow up ones :’)! it just occurred to me that some people have followed me for stuff for specific people so if you’d like to be tagged in all fics/headcanons for corpse (or anybody else) just let me know! <3 once again, these assume y/n’s mother isn’t involved because single papa corpse owns my heart :’)

warnings: swearing, references to insomia, chronic illnesses, food, very tiny tangent about squid game (no spoilers/violence, just used like one sentence gi-hun’s ex-wife said as an example for something), possibly (probably) rambling

corpse would 1000000% get a tattoo that relates to you in some way. wait imagine if he got a small tattoo of your favourite stuffed animal/toy as a kid which still holds a special place in your gear as an adult. like do you still drag it everywhere you go? probably not, but are they the only stuffie that still has bed privileges? yes. do you still hug them after a bad day? yes. and corpse has to immortalise that because 1) it’s precious and 2) he’d miss his bub. and if you wanted to he’s totally be down to get matching tattoos.

if you haven’t been blessed with this mental image, allow me: corpse husband aka ultimate e-boy aka mr choke me like you hate me, in a beautiful pink tutu, maybe some fairy wings and a tiara, sat a table way too small for him, surrounded by a dozen stuffies.

he’d probably give you a very basic, general rundown/explanation of chronic illnesses - like y’know when disney tries to teach kids something serious and they use metaphors/fairly simple terms? (i’m imagining reader is like a toddler) he’d do something like that so if he had a flare up or something, you wouldn’t get scared or panicked and if he said he couldn’t play with you one day, you’d be far less likely to throw a tantrum.

midnight feasts, midnight movie marathons, midnight everything if you wake up from a nightmare/just aren’t tired? yes. just yes. he has difficulty sleeping most of the time so it wouldn’t be like your fault - like y’know typically if you woke someone up (they might not say it but) they’d probably be like “i just want to sleep, please :’(”. especially if we’re taking about an energetic lil demon bean, which we are. anyways, what i’m trying to say is, ‘cos corpse struggles with sleeping anyway, it wouldn’t be that big of a deal :).

the fridge would be covered and i mean COVERED with your drawings/paintings/etc. there would probably be a couple that were a joint effort - maybe there’d be a finger painting with both of your prints. or one with your tiny handprint next next to his??? stopppp. this actually isn’t fair.

he’d probably have a lil picture of you or maybe a lil gift from you (like maybe you found a stone you thought was pretty at the park or something and gave it to him 🥺) incorporated in his gaming setup.

imagine the hand pics with the stone. omg proud, grateful papa. you know they’d have the cheesiest captions ever too, because he’d be a dad and there’s a brand to follow. duh. imagine corpse’s dad jokes-

you’d probably have a ‘just in case’ bag prepared in case he had to be hospitalised. you’d have packed it together so anything and everything you thought was important, even a bunch of sticker sheets, was put in. i’d riot if there wasn’t a plushie that’d been sprayed w/ his cologne to help w/ missing him. and it’d be a fuckin’ amogus plushie. bye.

he’d probably move into a bigger place w/ a garden and you best believe he’d go all out and spend way too much money turning the garden into a mini park to compensate for the lack of park trips. private park is better anyway, no need to share :).

y’know when kids find out their parents actually have names that aren’t just “mummy” - ssh i’m british/“daddy”/etc? imagine thinking his name was actually corpse husband for a while, like at least a couple of months for funsies. ok so i know i said you’d be homeschooled and i still stand by that but just imagine this ok; idk about y’all but when i was little, like 7ish maybe, our teachers made us write the envelope for our school reports so just imagine you addressing it to corpse husband and the teacher is like “huh?????” (i feel like it’d be funnier if they had no clue who corpse was). they’d definitely talk about that in the staff room at lunch. and you get really defensive about it so they don’t change it and you take it home and corpse is like a mix of 🤨 and 🥹 “thank you, sweetheart”. wheezes for like an hour straight. low-key starts stressing out about that revealing his identity - wait noOoOoOOO. totally shows rae, karl, tina and sykkuno. posts a picture of it on twitter w/ the address covered obviously.

swearing would be allowed once he considered you ‘old enough’ so like mid-late teens.

some qualities (positive + negative because corpse is human even though he’d still be the perfect papa) i think you could exhibit due to his parenting w/ brief reasons: independence + self sufficiency - any symptom flare ups (as discussed earlier), massive empathy - corpse seems to have a massive empathy as is + unsurprisingly children of individuals w/ chronic illnesses tend to be more empathetic, self awareness - sort of the same thing, i imagine corpse is pretty self aware. i don’t think you’d be the best conversationalist but you also wouldn’t be the worst - socialising mostly with corpse and the amigops due to homeschooling/etc.

if there were to ever be a successful real-life example of the ‘spoilt sweet’ trope, it’d be you.

another image for your head: corpse crouching by your bed, chin on the mattress, (y’know that pose?? i don’t really know how to describe it welp) as he gently shakes you awake. ft. a mandatory boop on the nose, of course.

y’know some parents are like “ew, no, they’ll make a habit out of it” cough cough ga-yeong’s mother in squid game - side note, i’m sorry but that pissed me off so much. she was sleeping, he was going to carry her one time. a habit isn’t going to form because of one time >:(. aNyWaYs corpse couldn’t care less about that, you could totally make a habit out of (mostly) anything. if you feel safer sleeping in his bed, fine. if you want a hug, fine. if you want to be carried, fine.

you’d always be (mostly) in charge of the day’s itinerary like obviously if there was an appointment or corpse had some errands, those wouldn’t be cancelled but for the most part it’d be up to you. even with homeschooling stuff, he’d let you pick what order to do things in etc.

i saw this tiktok about how these parents dealt w/ their kids tantrums and they’d basically made the kid his own little space with some activities (i think, at least partially, based on morals? i don’t remember exactly) and a lot of sensory based items like colourful lights etc and the idea was that when the kid was upset, they could go there to like reflect and calm down instead of just sitting angrily on the stairs, staring at a blank wall. i feel like corpse’s parenting would give off those vibes (like just very wholesome and mindful of the kid) but i don’t think it’d come naturally, he’d literally like see a tiktok and be like “yes”.

i think there was another one that was about letting kids decide to give people hugs too like y’know grandparents/family friends/whatever usually just hug the kid or the kid will be pressured into hugging them even if they don’t want to and it seems like such a small thing but like once you’ve thought about it, it’s like why can’t a kid decide not to hug someone, y’know?

the amigops et al (and others) replace your grandparents.

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Ours | Chapter 11

Colson x Presley (Original Female Character)

Synopsis: Presley and Colson fell in love accidentally, but they were meant to be. Now that all the obstacles have been removed, they're moving in together in LA. Now, they have all the time in the world for Colson to teach Presley all of the things he knows. This fic is the sequel to Mine, which can be found in my masterlist!

Warnings/Content: The angst is coming y'all...please be prepared for BIG content warnings. Alleged domestic abuse, vomiting, panic attacks, BIG feelings, swearing

Colson

A week or so before Presley and I got married, Slim asked me a weird question. He asked if I was over Megan.

My knee jerk reaction was to scoff and tell him, “Of course I am.” But now I’m not so sure.

I have zero residual feelings for her. Presley takes up 100% of my heart. Even just looking at Megan repulses me sometimes. But will I ever be over the things she did, the way she made me feel? The way she broke my heart and made me feel small and worthless?

No. I’m not sure I’ll ever get over that. Especially when she can’t let go of me.

Presley and I have been married a week when it happens.

I had an interview this morning and now the two of us are on the couch, snuggled up together. Presley is dozing in my arms as a cheesy scary movie plays softly on the TV. I’m almost drowsing myself when my phone buzzes loudly on the coffee table, startling both of us. It’s a phone call. Presley leans forward and grabs my phone, handing it to me.

I frown when I see Ashleigh’s name on the screen. It’s a random time for Ash to be calling, but I answer anyway. “Ash,” I say.

“Kells.” Her voice is a little wary, cautious. My spine stiffens and Presley pulls away, looking at me with concern in her eyes. 

“What’s going on?” I ask sharply. I put the phone on speaker. 

Ashleigh sighs. “You…you don’t follow Megan on Instagram, do you?”

A sick feeling twists in my stomach and I swallow it down. “I blocked her forever ago. Why?”

“Colson, I’m going to send you a screenshot. I need you to breathe before you do anything. We’re going to get it figured out,” she says. “Presley, are you there?”

“I’m here,” Presley answers quickly.

“Can you make sure he doesn’t lose his shit?” Ashleigh asks.

Angry, I glare at the phone, but then the screenshot comes through and all the anger at Ashleigh drains and is replaced by a fear that turns all the blood in my veins to ice.

The screenshot is a picture of a bruise. Megan’s face isn’t in the picture so it’s impossible to tell when it was taken. The focus of the photo is the large, hand-shaped bruise around her upper arm. My mouth dries out as my eyes flick down to read the caption.

I’ve been quiet too long about what happened to me almost two years ago.

My ex got married recently. He gets to live his perfect fairytale life while I fight every single day to 

heal from what he put me through. Bruises heal but emotional trauma doesn’t heal as easily. 

For a year of my life, I was abused at the hands of Colson Baker, aka Machine Gun Kelly. The things 

he did to me are horrific, unspeakable. I tried to warn his now wife, but she didn’t listen, just like I 

didn’t. This is how I heal, by posting it for others to see. Domestic abuse is real and it happens to 

people all the time. I refuse to suffer in silence anymore. 

By the time I read the last word, Presley has already grabbed a trash can and the contents of my stomach fill it. Even after my stomach is empty, I keep gagging. Ashleigh has gone quiet. Presley is silent, her hand rubbing circles on my back. This has to be a nightmare. There’s no way this is really happening to me.

Ashleigh hangs up after a while and Presley whisks the trash can out of the room. I sit on the couch, covered in sweat and shivering at the same time. One Instagram post and my career is over. My life is over. There’s no coming back from something like this. 

My phone is blowing up and I silently power it off, attempting to set it on the coffee table, but my hands are shaking so hard that it tumbles to the floor. I can vaguely hear Presley saying my name but my ears are ringing, the sound of waves rushing so loudly that nothing else feels real. And then, everything is black.

When I wake up again, there’s a sour taste in my mouth and I can tell I’m horizontal. I open my eyes but my head hurts, and all at once, it slams into me, what happened. Nausea rolls over me again but I breathe against it. I will not throw up again. It’s dark where I lie on the couch in the living room, but I can hear voices from the kitchen. 

“...defamation?” Presley.

“...can…that, but…reputation.” A voice I vaguely recognize. I rub my eyes, trying to focus on what they’re saying, but I can’t completely make it out. Who is here? 

I stifle a groan as I roll off the couch. Nausea washes over me again and I close my eyes, steadying myself on the arm of the couch before shuffling into the kitchen. I’m surprised when I see that the kitchen is full. Ashleigh and Presley sit at the dining room table with my lawyer, a short dude with a head of thick blonde hair. Olivia, Cash, Slim, Baze, and Rook sit around the island, everyone looking sick and stricken with worry.

“Kells,” Slim says when he sees me, jumping to his feet. He rushes over to me and pulls me into a tight hug. I let myself be held.

When he lets me go, Presley is by my side, and all I want to do is fall into her. She wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me in and my eyes sting with tears. Does she believe Megan? What will I do if Presley is convinced I’m an abuser? I never laid a nonconsensual hand on Megan. I won’t even get into all the times she slapped me because that doesn’t seem to count as abuse. I choke on a sob and Presley just holds me tighter, whispering quiet assurances in my ear. She holds me until I somewhat compose myself, and when I pull back, my lawyer is on his feet, walking towards me. 

“Mr. Baker,” he says, shaking my hand. “We’re going to fix this. I swear to you.”

I can’t seem to find my voice. I stumble over to the dining room and take a seat. My lawyer explains to me what he plans to do. We’re going to sue Megan for defamation. He prattles on about how there’s no proof, about how she never reported abuse during our relationship so nothing is concrete. He assures me that we’ll win, that we’ll run Megan dry of her money. But all I can think is that the world is going to think I’m an abuser.

Things got a lot better in the media for me when Presley and I got together. The media was happy to see me with a beautiful, talented girl. It seemed like opinions were finally starting to change.

But Megan can’t let me be happy without her. 

I should’ve seen this coming. 

And now it’s too late.

Presley

I sit up in bed waiting for Colson to come out of the bathroom.

He’s been in there for a long time, pushing half an hour. I don’t like that he’s hiding from me, that he isn’t allowing me to comfort him, but at the same time, I don’t want to push him. I glance at my phone; 2:09 AM. 

As I sit there worrying, it comes to me out of nowhere: Colson is scared I believe Megan.

With my heart in my throat, I scramble to my feet and go to the bathroom, placing my palm against the door. “Colson,” I say.

A sniffle that breaks my heart. “Yeah?”

“Let me in.”

“It’s unlocked.”

I swallow hard and open the door. He’s sitting on the closed toilet lid, head hanging down. He looks so broken that tears spring to my eyes. I go over to him and squat down in front of him. Reluctantly, he looks at me with red rimmed blue eyes. I’ve never seen him look so sad and it practically rips my heart from my chest.

“Hey,” I say softly, cupping his cheek. He leans into my touch. “Will you please come to bed?”

Colson sniffs and closes his eyes. His lip trembles a little and I want to go to Megan’s house right now and fucking throttle her. I keep the anger at bay, though. Finally, Colson nods. I take his hand and lead him to our bed, crawling in before him. He slides under the covers and I pull his head to my chest.

We’re quiet for a few minutes, my fingers running through his hair. He’s trembling. “Cols?” I whisper against his hairline. “You know I don’t believe her, right?”

Colson is silent for a long few moments. And then, he bursts into tears.

My eyes go wide. I’ve seen Colson cry, but never like this. His entire body is wracked with the strength of his sobs and my shirt is instantly soaked with his tears. I cling to him, pulling his body on top of mine. He clings to my waist, his head on my chest as he completely falls apart.

It’s a long time before the sobs subside into sniffles. I push his hair off his sweaty forehead and rub his back gently. “Baby,” I murmur. “I’m not going anywhere, okay? I believe you. I know who you are.”

“What if you change your mind?” he rasps. “Everyone seems to believe everyone else but me eventually.”

I shake my head. “That won’t happen. Do you trust me?”

“With my life.”

“Then trust that I won’t believe her,” I say, petting his hair. “Colson, I married you. I wouldn’t have done that if I didn’t trust and love 100% of you. Okay?”

Colson nods after a moment, his body relaxing ever so slightly. He believes me. He knows I wouldn’t lie to him. He sighs. “What am I going to do?”

“Survive,” I murmur, kissing his head. “Let your lawyer handle it. Let your fans handle it.”

“They won’t believe me,” he says miserably. 

“Oh really?” I ask, reaching for my phone. It takes me seconds to pull up an Instagram account with over 700,000 followers with the handle, @WeSupportColson. The bio reads: EST stands with Colson. Megan is lying. We’re here to show Colson we believe him. 

“That’s real?” Colson croaks. “You didn’t make it?”

I chuckle. There’s my sweet boy, with his sense of humor. “It’s real, babe. You have so many people who stand with you and always will.”

Colson sighs. “If anyone thinks I’m an abuser it’s too much,” he mutters. “I’m a good person, Presley. Why does everyone fucking hate me so much?” He’s crying again. I shush him and squeeze him to my chest. I don’t reply. He’s exhausted and broken and not thinking logically. What he needs is sleep, and I’m going to hold him until he finds it.

We lie there for over an hour before Colson’s breathing finally evens out. I relax beneath him and continue to gently stroke his hair. I lie awake for another half an hour before deciding Colson is definitely asleep, and then I let my tired eyes close, too.

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