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reiderwriter · 3 months

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Week Four of my yearly playlist challenge!

Summary: When you fall asleep on the overnight drive between one case and the next, Spencer gets awfully distracted by your sleep talking.

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI Partial Spencer POV, dom!Spencer, brat!Reader, pain play (scratching, choking, spanking, etc), degradation (use of whore, slut), masturbation (m and f), orgasm denial, breeding kink, creampie, cockwarming.

A/N; Thank you to the Arctic Monkeys for fuelling my delusions and for gif makers everywhere for their services to horniness. This was the first playlist fic chosen from a recommended song, so if you enjoyed it, don't forget to send me more song recommendations for the playlist!~

Masterlist || Playlist

Spencer was never the most confident driver in the BAU, but between the two of you, he was the only one who possessed a licence.

Which is how he found himself driving through the night with you asleep in his passenger seat, trying not to be distracted by the small whimpers and sighs dropping from your mouth.

You'd been sent across state lines to investigate a recent homicide that may have been linked with your current case, and now that you'd deemed it relevant to your case, you were driving back to the rest of the team with all the documents you needed in tow.

He'd been happy to drive when you left, with the sky black and the air cold, knowing that the country roads that would lead you just over the border would be practically empty. He'd even been content to let you sleep the majority of the journey, having noticed how little sleep you'd managed to get so far on this case.

He'd been happy until your lips parted and you'd whispered his name in a moan.

He'd thought you were awake at that moment and assumed you were about to ask where you were or what time it was. But you hadn't opened your eyes, and your breaths were still even and steady.

You did it again five minutes later, and the gentle sound hit the hairs on the back of his neck, sending a shiver down his spine that settled comfortably in his now tight pants.

‘Shit,’ he thought, sparing a glance at you whilst keeping his hands comfortable at 10 and 2, his posture rigid as he willed other parts of his body to relax.

Your legs had splayed open, your hand having fallen unconsciously between them for some kind of relief. He didn't let his thoughts linger where his eyes had fallen.

He tried to convince himself that you were just dreaming about a case. Maybe he'd been shot in your dream, and you'd felt sad. Maybe your moans were ones of sorrow.

“Spencer, fuck…”

Maybe he was going to hell for the thoughts flooding his brain because he wanted nothing more than to slide a hand into your pants and start giving you the relief you so blatantly begged for.

He settled for turning into the next motel he saw advertised on the road. Hotch had told them, of course, that they could rest up for the night if needed, but he'd been too eager to get on the road while it was clear. But with his mind fogged with less than ideal thoughts, and your obviously aching body moaning beside him, a motel honestly couldn't hurt.

You woke up slowly as he parked the car, the lack of motion wearily drawing you from your dream. He looked across at you and let out a sigh of relief to see you conscious.

He'd been willing to carry you to whatever room you'd get, but he didn't know whether his hands would linger over your body. Wouldn't know if he'd be able to retract his hands at all if you reacted like that in your sleep.

Now you were awake and looking at him, talking to him even, but all he could think about was whether you'd react better to his touch when awake. How could he get you to moan his name again, and how loud would you dare do it?

“Spence? Hello, are you listening?”

“What?”

“Okay, I'm glad you pulled off the road if you're so tired you're not even hearing me speak,” you laughed a little, and the sound shot straight to his cock.

Your voice was thick with sleep, and the phantom of his name hung on your lips, having been the last words to drop from your tongue. He usually had better control of himself.

“Yeah, let's go get some sleep. You sounded pretty tired, too.”

“Sounded?” You asked, and he watched your face warp in gentle confusion. He bit his tongue, trying to retract the statement, choosing the cold, biting winter air over the sight of you with a pout on your lips.

His brain was addled with thoughts of those two plump cushions pouting around his cock as he held your hair back and- and yes, the cold air was definitely necessary.

“You stretch your legs, I'll go organise the room,” you said, climbing out of your side of the car. He nodded along, not trusting his voice not to break like a prepubescent boy and turning his back to you, not trusting his eyes to linger awkwardly on your ass.

It seemed like seconds, and then you were back leading him to the rooms you'd booked.

When you unlocked only one door, with only one key, however, Spencer found all the progress of the last few minutes squashed immediately.

“We're sharing?” He hung around the door, not sure whether to step inside or just resign himself to sleeping in the car. He made a mental note to grab some tissues before heading back out to the car if this conversation ended the way he thought it would.

“Yeah, they only had one room cleaned and ready right now. It's fine, right? We've shared rooms on cases before.”

You’d shared rooms on cases before, but never after he'd driven for nearly a half hour listening to you moan his name. He'd usually been too exhausted after full days of work and had regrettably fallen asleep first each time you'd been roommates.

“Yeah, it's cool.” He cleared his throat, trying to make the octave jump his voice had just made it seem like a symptom of some kind of sickness he was coming down with.

“Great, let me just go shower quickly, and then we can get into bed.”

Warnings signals rang throughout his head, but he still sat patiently listening to the water running in the shitty motel bathroom. Grabbing his go bag, he readied himself for sleep, trying to ignore the fact that you were hot and wet and naked just a wall away and that he could hear everything.

Every sigh you released, every trickle of water running across your skin. Every mumble of his name.

Again, he thought he'd imagined it, but now he was sure you were torturing him.

Your gasps of air were less innocent than they were four minutes ago, chest having faster and faster, and he thought it was clear that your hand covered your mouth to make you less audible. He didn't know what you were doing, but it didn't matter much to his cock, which had stiffened painfully once again. Unconsciously, his hand reached for it, needing to give himself some release. He'd already pulled off his slacks and put on his baggier sleep pants, which did nothing to hide his affliction.

Instead, it was somehow more obvious, painfully so. And his hand was pawing at it through the thin material, chasing that high that you yourself were likely close to in the bathroom.

It was only when the shower shut off once more that he realised how fogged his brain had been. His cock throbbed in his hand, and it certainly wasn't going down anytime soon, and you'd be out of the bathroom in minutes if not seconds.

With no other choice, he dived under the bed sheets and pulled them up across his chest, too, and began to pretend to sleep.

When the light spilt from the bathroom, he screwed his eyes shut tighter, even as his brain willed him to sneak a look at you.

But he held firm, telling himself that he just needed to wait for you to fall asleep and then he'd relieve himself.

At least those were his plans until he felt the dip in the bed, the movement of his sheets, and the warmth spreading across the bed from you to him.

You'd climbed into bed right next to him. Your ass was mere centimetres away from his crotch, and he shuddered in pleasure. Shuddered.

He tried to keep his breathing still, even, and he really thought after a few minutes that you too had fallen asleep. It was all but impossible as your body cuddled in closer to his and he found your ass pressed comfortably against his straining cock.

“Y/N, you need to move,” he warned, breath shooting out of him as he resisted digging his hands into your breasts and holding you tight so you couldn't move.

“I don't want to,” you replied sleepily, either not noticing the danger you were in or not caring.

His hands rested on your hips, trying to press you just slightly away so his own hips could scoot back, but you clung to his heat.

“It's cold in here, Spencer, and you're like a furnace right now.” With those pouty words, you turned your body around and wrapped your hips up and around his body. He scooted back as you did, though, just an inch too far, and instead of landing softly against his chest, the two of you landed in a tangled mess on the floor.

“Spencer,” you moaned again, this time in shock, as you perhaps finally felt his aching length poking the inside of your thigh.

He'd dampened your fall on the way down, clasping you to him as he flailed in the air for a few seconds, bringing his downfall on faster with your ass cupped in his palms.

“Fuck, Spencer, you're so hard.” His dick twitched at the sound of your tired voice pressed against his ear.

You pulled away slowly, head peeking down between you, trying to catch a glimpse of his still hardening cock between the two of you.

“Don't look, it'll get harder,” he grunted, grasping your hips harder and trying to catch your attention again. But that just had you grinding down into his hips again, and your mouth widened in that perfect ‘o’ as you felt the desperation and need drip from him.

“Spencer,” you said, hips reacting slowly at first as they kept up the small movements of pressing down on him and lifting your hips slightly to do so again.

You were grinding your cunt into his hard cock, pinning him to the ground and using his body to get yourself off.

It was the most deliriously arousing thing he'd ever born witness to.

“Y/N, stop it before you regret it.” His tone was a warning, but his words came out at barely a whisper. You didn't even bother with a reply.

“Y/N, please I mean it-”

“Spencer, fuck-” you moaned for the last time before he pushed you to the ground and pressed his lips against yours.

He'd hit his limit, and now he was going to reach his reward.

He ran his hands up to the waistband of your sleep shorts and quickly tugged them down, lips not leaving yours as he forced his tongue into your mouth. Your moans were throaty now, and they were loud, your brain so delirious with just you'd completely bypassed any shy feelings.

After making quick work of your pants, he grabbed your hand in his and moved it over his throbbing cock, showing you what it was you needed from him.

“Stroke it.”

You did. Sliding a hand into his pants, you gripped him firmly in your hand and gently ran your fingers up and down his tip, more teasing than anything solid.

Spencer didn't complain, though, knowing he wouldn't last that long if you took your job as seriously as he was about to take his.

“Spread your legs. Now.”

You weren't sure what it was about his tone, but you complied easily. His fingers reached out, and he almost sent up a prayer as his fingers came into contact with your wet, heat. You were so aroused.

“Did you dream about me? Earlier in the car?” He questioned, two fingers slipping easily inside your pussy as his thumb traced your clit.

“Y-Yes.”

“Did you think about me in the shower?”

“Spencer, I can expl-”

“Answer me. Please.”

“Yes.”

“You were touching yourself thinking about me, knowing I could hear just how much of a slut you were through these walls. You wanted this, Y/N.”

He increased his pace as your eyes clouded over, your already sleepy countenance looking decidedly more ready for release and rest.

But he wasn't in a giving mood.

“What an impolite little whore,” he whispered in your ear, withdrawing his hands completely and picking himself up from the floor.

Your eyes shot open in confusion and pain as he sat himself on the edge of the bed. You watched his movements, saw him pull his still erect cock from his pants and begin stroking himself, and quickly organised your limps into a kneeling position by his feet.

He watched you closely as you let your head fall onto his thigh, your eyes following each pump of his hand up and down, and up and down.

“Spencer, please fuck me,” you pleaded with him, trying to resist the temptation to wrap your legs around his and hump his leg like a real bitch in heat. Though he'd probably greatly enjoy the view.

“Why should I?”

“Because if you don't, I'm going to sit here and finger myself until I pass out from exhaustion. And then I'm going to request a room with you on every other case this year and do it all over again.”

“You're manipulative, you know that?”

“I just know what I want, Spencer.”

“Then come and take it.”

Though he told you to come to him, it was his hand on your neck that guided you to your place in his lap.

It was his hand on his cock that lined himself up with your cunt. It was his hips that snapped up into yours as he finally took you.

But it was your lips that screamed his name as he fucked you roughly.

Each thrust was most intense than the last, deeper, harder, faster.

You clawed at his hair, you bit his bottom lip when your mouths Mey again. You clawed your nails across his shoulders and back.

He pressed you back into the mattress, and you wrapped your legs around him one more time, urging him to stay right there for the rest of the night.

His hands found your breasts, and he grabbed them again, roughly.

It was finally too much, and, as he pinched down on your nipple hard to see that beautiful mix of pleasure and pain one more time, you came around his cock, heat spreading out of you in waves as your thighs twitched under the weight of sheathing him.

“I'm going to cum, Y/N, I'm going to cum,” he dragged his teeth across your neck, whispering the words like a prayer.

You couldn't reply, mouth so heavy with lust your tongue couldn't move if his wasn't forcing it.

“I'm going to cum inside you,” he whispered again, his voice a growl of pleasure as your eyes shot open again.

All you could do was moan his name as he painted your cunt white, pressing his entire weight down on you without a care in the world.

You remained locked in that embrace for a long moment, your body tired and brain similarly diminished. Trusting him to take care of things, you let your eyes droop closed and let sleep consume you.

Your last thought was on his weight still pressed into yours, and the fact that he was still yet to pull out of you and spill his well-placed seed.

#spencer reid #criminal minds #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid fanfic #mgg #spencer reid smut #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds fandom #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid criminal minds #dr spencer reid #spencer reid x reader smut #spencer reid x y/n

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aikoiya · 2 years

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DP AU - Monsters & Ghostly Marriages

Dude, I just had an idea for a story.

Like, does anyone know about Ghost Marriages. It's commonly a Chinese tradition, but not entirely.

Anyway, imagine if Danny Phantom's world had always had supernatural creatures freely roaming the earth. I'm not just talking ghosts, vampires, werewolves, & all that, but also cultural supernatural beings such as yōkai in Japan?

Each continent has at least one permanent portal. For instance, Asia's Kamui, Japan has a lake at the foot of Ezofuji where the Ark of Yamato once was. (Okami reference.) The lake acts as a portal to the Makai, or the yōkai realm (it also hosts the Chinese yaoguai & Hindu yaksha; all 3 are basically different words for the same overall species). Now, despite what Inuyasha & Yu Yu Hakusho would have you believe, yōkai aren't demons as demons are a Judeo-Christian concept.

That's a mistranslation. Rather, they are more in-line with something called daemon which are nature spirits. Though, not in the literal sense. I know, similar words, different meanings. The closest thing the Japanese have to actual demons would be akuma, which means devil.

Europe & America also have several portals to the fae realm, one being Stonehenge as well as any ring of mushrooms, as well as an entrance to the different worlds of Yggdrasil in Norway. There's also the mist which hides the Greek monsters from view by mortals. Not to mention the doorway to Lalotai in Hawaii.

All except North America, until the Fentons began their research into the Ghost Zone on scientific terms.

Anyway, in this au, Tutelary spirits are a well-known concept, both as Earthbound spirits & Hereafter ghosts (a.k.a. GZ ghosts).

These Tutelaries are one way by which towns can be shielded from certain threats.

In a world like this, smaller towns have their own version of Ghost Marriages where in order to forge a stronger bond between community & Tutelary, a young member of the town will be selected to marry their guardian. According to tradition, that young individual is supposed to take a vow of celibacy, because, ya know, humans & ghosts aren't supposed to mix like that & you're only supposed to do those things with your spouse, but when your spouse is a ghost... So, this role is similar in prestige to becoming the miko of Shinto religion or a monk/nun of Catholic tradition in that you are expected to serve your patron as you would a spouse. If the human is sexually unfaithful, then the Tutelary looses the power given to him or her by the bond.

Rape of said spouse does not count as being unfaithful as ghosts & spirits work on a spiritual, mental, & emotional level & rape takes the choice from the victim. It only counts if the spouse chooses to lay with someone else.

The actual ceremony to marry them is sort of a ritual that acts as both a marriage & a funeral to honor the Tutelary, to bind the 2 together & give the town spirit the power to fight off various supernatural creatures & other threats both foreign & domestic based on the bond between husband & wife.

In some ways, you could say that the Tutelary becomes their new spouse's familiar.

In Amity's case, Danny is their town Tutelary & no one but Team Phantom, Dani, Vlad, (potentially Dan in the case of AGIT) the ghosts, & the Fentons (provided the reveal has taken place) know about Danny being Halfa & a Psychopomp for the Fenton's Ghost Portal. Psychopomps being spirits that ferry souls from the world of the living to the world of the dead & a subcategory of Gatekeeper Ghost which are ghosts that died in the creation of a portal from one plane of existence to another. They guard the portal between worlds. Psychopomps are specifically Gatekeeper Ghosts that guard portals to the Infinite Realms.

So, someone, probably Paulina, brings up the idea of performing a Ghost Marriage for Phantom to make him more powerful. That it should be the prettiest & bestest girl in town.

However, instead of Paulina instantly being chosen to be Phantom's bride like she had thought would happen, her father & the council elect to do something else. Something similar to when Aragon was scouting out wives happens. A pageant where every unwed female from 13 up is forced to attend with Phantom (not Fenton) as the judge, but no one but Paulina & the higher ups in town know the actual stakes. So, when Phantom selects either Sam or Valerie as the winner this time, they are all surprised when the mayor shouts, "Phantom has chosen! Time to begin planning!" (In the case of it being after AGIT, it'd likely be Sam.)

Phantom & whichever girl he chose is swept away & ceremony plans are made.

For that matter, Valerie still hates Phantom because the accident that cost her dad his job happens. But it gets even worse when she learns from one of her mom's old notebooks that she's from a hunter clan.

Her clan actually used to have an alliance with the Fentons & Amity was their home base.

Once uncivil & rogue supernaturals start showing up to make trouble, she begins to study her mom's work to try & help protect the town.

Anyway, I'm thinking that the monsters & supernaturals are like a mix of the ones in a Monster High, Supernatural, & Wizarding World xover, but one that focuses on Amity's Monster Underground of Calamity Park.

In this version, something happened to reveal the supernatural world to mortals. Not to mention, Chuck from Supernatural is actually Yaldabaoth, a very powerful pagan deity of gnosticism, & every angel & demon that appeared in the show was an attempt by him to gain worshipers piggybacking off the growing momentum of Christianity. Like, these people didn't know this. He was playing them as much as he played everyone else. Not to mention the fact that he created the system of human souls being tortured until they became demons.

The truth of the matter is that his fabricated 'heaven' & 'hell' were keeping these souls from making their way to natural portals to begin their Journey of the Soul(TM) to the center of the GZ where the Doorway to The End lay.

If you wanna know more about that, see this:

Also, that scene where Chuck died & the sun went out was a fabrication to trick those around him into believing his hoax. For one, if the sun did go out, it'd take a long time for us to notice because light would still be traveling to the Earth. Plus, if he did die & he was the actual God, everyone & everything would've ceased to exist with him. However, that would've been counterproductive as he needed the Winchesters to believe he was something he wasn't. This is all aside from the fact that God can't die, nor can he lose.

Now, anyway, there are civilized monsters which makes up the majority of the Monster High cast. However, there are also uncivilized monsters which are like what monkeys are to humans in the evolutionary sense, as well as rogue supernaturals which are basically criminals of the supernatural persuasion & no one is okay with either of those. These make up most of the Supernatural rogue's gallery.

Uncivil & rogue supernaturals are generally what causes trouble with humans. However, because most civil supernaturals hide, this results in fear & xenophobia. The illustrious, now infamous, Nightingales are known to be a clan to believe as such.

The Fentons were once Fenton-Nightingales, when in the 1600s, a witch hunter broke off from them & reinstated the Fenton line, asserting that maybe not all supernaturals were purely evil. Except for ghosts, of course! Meanwhile, the other half of the Fenton-Nightingales retook the Nightingale name & remained general supernatural hunters.

Here's a couple links to my concepts of the character's legacies:

Anyway, I kinda wanna see this be a situation where the humans & civilized supernaturals are still trying to get used to each other in Amity & Calamity. Like, Danny ended up being the first publically known supernatural being all over the world after some accident or other, whether it be the Disasteroid or something else that happened after AGIT. Before all that, monsters were a myth, but now, more & more of the supernatural underground is slowly coming out to show themselves. Suddenly the Mansons are coming out as legacy vampires like in my version of the Supernatural Trio AU & it's sorta insane.

Like in my version of Supernatural Trio, I'd make Tucker a cyborg, but then it turns out that he has a dormant werewolf gene & when he transforms, he ends up looking more jackel-like & someday takes on an Egyptian cyberpunk look.

At the same time, Vlad turns out to be half-lugat with some strigoi tendencies. As in, when he died, he was then revived as half-lugat, half-ghost, but he's descended from a strigoi. So, he has a mix of their powers, but all this monsters & magic stuff is just as much news to him as anyone else, so he doesn't know anything about his vampiric abilities or nature having figured that his need to feed on both blood & core-plasm was an aspect of being half-ghost.

Anyway, the marriage/funeral ritual is complete with whichever girl was chosen & now Danny is married & it's hella awkward.

Like, if the Disasteroid/AGIT happened, either it's Sam & they're still dating which makes the situation easier but too fast & awkward for them. Or it turned out that, in a heel-face turn to how the show portrayed it, Sam still had a lot of growing to do before she could be a good girlfriend. So, they decided to break it off.

Also, something interesting, if the Disasteroid did happen, but not AGIT, maybe only certain members of Amity that went to build the towers know that Fenton is Phantom (not including Valerie to add drama), while the rest of the world only knows that Phantom saved the world? That could be something.

Like, only a handful of adults know, like Lancer & the Fentons & so on.

Also, in the case of the Disasteroid, but not AGIT, Vlad was smart enough to use a duplicate to make it look like he overshadowed 'Vlad Masters,' but during the ride with Jack to the Disasteroid, he revealed himself to the other man, surprising him & laying into the orange-clad oaf.

So, only Jack knows about Vlad being Plasmius until he tells his wife. This would create tension between the 3 later where Vlad throws Maddie under the bus by coyly speaking about Colorado. Asking if she'd even told the man about his schemes there, which ends up causing a bit of a rift between the Fenton parents. Not because Jack thinks she cheated, because he doesn't. He knows her, sometimes better than he knows himself, & he knows she wouldn't do that.

No, what makes him angry was that she never told him that Vlad came onto her. If she had, he would've broken his supposed 'friendship' with Vlad long ago.

Not to mention, the Fentons are against their still teenaged son getting married no matter who it's to, because they feel like it's too soon.

It's a lot of chaos & I'll probably polish this up later, but yeah.

All I know is that, it's eventually discovered that because Danny is a Halfa, this means that his wife is free to have sexual relations with him as a result (after they've turned at least 18) & that the spell binding them even grants boons for it.

Not only that, but because of both Sam & Valerie slowly becoming Ecto-Liminal, they are both compatible with Danny. Sam more so due to Vlad giving her ecto-herpies & her being given powers by Undergrowth & this eventually leading to her dying & being revived as a Halfa herself.

This means that in either case, they can eventually have kids. Though that's years down the line after they'd grown up.

The only reason the Mansons allowed this to happen was because they knew that it'd keep their daughter celibate, at least until they'd moved out of Amity.

For more, go to my full Ghost Zone Masterlist.

#danny phantom #dp #tutelary #ghost lore #ghost marriage #sam manson #valerie gray #amethyst ocean #gray ghost #monster high crossover #aikoiya au #writing prompt

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rattlebear25 · 4 months

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Headcanon Timeline Past SPM (31/12/23 UPDATE)

• So my Headcanon version of Dimentio was the son of the Phanto King and Queen in Unknown Realm. Him and his Sister Dimania had a more arrogant and dictatorship behaviour unlike their parents. Dimentio was really affectionate to his mother while the Dimania was really connected to her father. Suddenly, Bonechill appeared trying to conquer the Overthere, hurting Dimentio and his mother. The mother was deeply injured and died while Dimentio was slighty damaged. Dimania went ill after her mommy's death and her father did everything to bring her back. He saved her and Dimentio thanks to his magician powers but his sons were mentally destroyed by the tragic event, developing a sort of PTS Disorder. All of these events happen simultaneously at Ancient's leadership on the whole universe. Phantos are normally the ones who control and own the keys of the doors that separate the Normal Life Realm from the Afterlife one (the Underwhere, Overthere.) When Dimentio and Dimania became adult and their father died, Dimi ruled as the King of Phantos while his sister like a Deputy Chief. They wanted more power so they discovered from an old dark book (the Dark Prognosticus) the existence of the Chaos Heart that can be brought alive by a forced union bewteen a monster and a princess. This Heart function is like a Big Crunch and the Chaos Heart's owner can redesign the Universe from zero. So Dimania and her brother team up to get the Chaos Heart but first they have to destroy the Pure Hearts, that can destroy the Chaos Heart forever. So Dimentio created a fake identity for himself called Dimen and tried to woo Merlumina, one of the Ancients who own the Pure Hearts. So he marriaged her and can have access to Secret Chambers to destroy the Pure Hearts. But Dimania betrayed her brother to get the power and the leadership of the universe just for herself. So he tried to manipulate her showing that the Ancients' creations (Pixls) can make her more stronger than the Chaos Heart. Dimania abused of the Pixls' powers becoming the Pixl Queen but the Ancients killed her in time and her ambitious goal failed. Her rests became Shadoo. Dimentio was exiled by the Ancient Church after the leader Merloo discovered his plans.

• The Tribe Ancients old generation died and the descendants splitted in two different bloodlines. The Pure one took the Light Prognosticus wrote by Merloo while the Dark Bloodline, commanded by a young Nolrem (Noirebert's father and Blumiere's grandpa) took the Dark Prognosticus (the dark book readed by Dimentio). Since this the story goes like Canon Super Paper Mario.

I was inspired by the Carson's stories in the game but i don't think they are completely canon. They are theories, nothing confirmed about them.

Maybe i will do short comics of this stuff of 3 shots for each page idk bye

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phantomplumbing · 5 months

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petty-crush · 1 year

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“The Super Mario Bros Movie” (2023)

-a robustly frivolous children’s film that contains quite a bit of visual splendor

-two brothers get warped to a fantasy world, and save it to become proud of themselves

-I’m quite outside the intended audience for this film (the theatre was full of them though) but the world never left my younger conscience

-the opening prologue is quite spiffy; it kinda does star wars better than recent star wars

-in this film’s favor, it has a relentless pacing that keeps it fun

-Mario doesn’t really have emotional resonance, and illumination studios is not the group to try that

+this is absolutely the best film they have made, though (the first “despicable me” is fine, the rest not for me)

-I strongly dislike the angle of Mario having to prove to his father his worth; it’s boring and I’m not here to enable that self violence in kids

-Chris Pratt leaves no impression via his voice

-doesn’t matter as the actual animation and set pieces barrel through

-also, Princess Peach is very much the co-lead of this film (and Ana Taylor Joy hits a bullseye)

+she’s the Furosia to Mario’s Mad Max

-her and bowser aside, not a lot of these character iterations have much personality (which would be a problem if this film actually depended on them)

-let’s talk about the individual moments that will be remembered long after most of this film has faded from the mind

-the absolutely hilarious placement of Lumalee (the existential blue star) who gets the best lines of the film, such as “there is no escape, only the sweet release of death”

+this clearly towers above everything else in the film (like the father-son repair in “Space Jam: a new legacy”)

-the peaches song, in particular the single shot where Bowser centers the frame, and eight large images of her fade in

-the bullet bill stoping just above the castle

-Luigi being chased by dry bones (skeleton turtles) with shots clearly inspired by “Night of the living dead” (several kids screamed at this)

-but of course I am not 8, and I imagine the kids will have different priorities; I welcome it!

-it’s interesting to note changes in kid entertainment over 30 years

+the 1993 version came out when the “big kids” versions [(pho) dark live action] of series(Batman, ninja turtles, etc) were king; 2023 version came out in complete opposite times, people are cutting throats to make twee entertainment in animation

-also notable, there are dozens more Mario games since the first film, with lots of backstory and cosmic action to draw from

-I forgot to mention; the rainbow road Mario kart section was incredible, and a definite boon to the creative team

-this is definitely getting a sequel; I would be thrilled to get Wart, Phanto, and Clawgrip in the future

+my gut tells me Wario is next, which is fine

-I admit I had low expectations, I knew I wasn’t getting a “My Neighbor Totoro” or “Back to the Future”, but I was pretty happy with what I got

-Keep having Peach reach for the super stars, and we’ll have a pretty delightful time in the future too

#the super mario bros movie #jack black #ana taylor joy #mario bros #aaron horvath #michael jelenic #film

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danitza-drtc · 2 years

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Finally I watched the End Of season 2 of Kid Cosmic: comparing Remina and Erodius again ✨✨✨

And I can't avoid thinking of "The Hellstar Remina" ( Junji Ito manga) again. Well some months ago I wrote about this idea about Cosmic Horror. Here only a little comparative scenes of the End.

Ok Remina and Erodius are Killer Planets and the Earth finally is their objective.

Remina (Left) and Erodius (Right) arriving The Earth.

In "Hellstar Remina" we can find a horror and dramatic story about the madness that is unleashed before the imminent destruction of The Earth. Commonly the story of Junji has a dramatic end for his protagonists, however, in "Hellstar Remina" we can find a little hope for them spite of everything (ok not more spoilers 😁)

Erodius destroys each planet that finds in its way in the Galaxy and the Earth becomes its new objective because of Phantos. However, unlike Junji Ito's horror manga, in Kid Cosmic, The Earth has more Hope to be saved, because we have Kid Cosmic, the Local Heroes and the stones of Power!!

Ok, ok having uperpowers is a great advantage but staying together and working as a team is what achieves success in the End 😊😊😊✨✨✨😌😊😊

Now, I am ready to final season of Kid Cosmic!!

#kid cosmic #season 2 #Kid Cosmic and the world is saved #end of season #ok suelo demorarme en ver los finales ✌️✌️✌️#hellstar remina #junji ito #cosmic horror

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thedevilsruby · 3 years

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Busines, Torture and Pleasure (Clierra multi chapter fic)

Sierra is a Team Rocket Leader who has it all: A great job with amazing pay, a nice apartment and the envy of Team Rocket Grunts. The downside? She must submit to her lustful boss Giovanni to keep it all. Will she find love in her coleader Cliff or will it fall apart at Giovanni’s hands?

Warning: This fic will contain sexual abuse, sexual assault, physical abuse and gaslighting. You have been warned.

(Chapter One) (Chapter Two) (Chapter Three: You are here) (Chapter Four) (Chapter Five) (Chapter Six) (Chapter Seven) (Chapter Eight) (Chapter Nine) (Chapter Ten) (Chapter Eleven) (Chapter Twelve) (Chapter Thirteen) (Chapter Fourteen) (Chapter Fifteen) (Chapter Sixteen)

Chapter Three: The Questioning

“Sierra...are you with us?" Cliff whispered to the woman beside him.

Sierra jumped, quickly snapping out of her thoughts as she was looking out the window. "Huh?" She whispered back. "You spaced out, Boss is in the middle of a speech." Cliff hissed back.

“S-sorry..." Sierra muttered, shaking the confusion out of her head.

“Just make it look like you were listening." Cliff hissed back, leaning back and looking at their Boss casually.

Sierra nodded and licked her lips nervously, hoping Giovanni didn’t notice she got distracted. She knew what it would mean if he noticed...

She tried to smile and lean back like Cliff did but it was obvious she was tense. Cliff wondered why. "She's been having trouble concentrating lately." He thought, silently wishing she would just talk to him.

“Maybe I should make the first move and talk to her..." he continued thinking, but then shook his head, remembering how Arlo told him to give her space.

His thoughts were cut off when Giovanni's voice came back to his ears. "And that's all we have for today. Any questions?" He asked, silence filled the room, a few Grunts shook their heads. "No? Arlo, Cliff?" Arlo simply shrugged.

Cliff quickly glanced at Sierra and shook his head. “What about you, Sierra?" Cliff noticed how Giovanni seemed to...purr her name?

“No sir... I'm alright..." She replied, her body tightening up.

Cliff picked up on the reluctance she had to meet his eyes and the way she looked at the floor, her arms tightening around her chest. What was with her?

“Very well, we're done!" Giovanni said. “Dismissed!"

All the Grunts stood and saluted before walking out. "What did I miss?" Cliff whispered to Arlo. "Basically telling we need to be on our toes for some kid trainers. One has a good Pikachu apparently." Arlo said with a shrug.

Cliff nodded slowly and looked back at Sierra, she was visibly shaken by something.

“Sierra?" Cliff asked, "Are you alright?"

“Fine.” Sierra mumbled, then gasped quietly as she saw Giovanni smirk and gesture for her to follow him as he walked out. “I need to go. Sorry.” She murmured before walking away before Cliff could reply.

“Now’s your chance. Dive!” A voice in Cliff’s head screamed.

Cliff headed the voice and quietly followed the two to Giovanni’s office, making sure to stay in the shadows where no one would see him. He looked around before leaning his ear against the door.

“Giovanni...” He heard Sierra say. Why did she call him that? She didn’t have to, they always called him Boss and he never minded.

“Oh Sierra, you know what this is about.” He heard Giovanni say. “What is this about?” Cliff thought with a curious glare.

Unfortunately, due to Giovanni’s thick walls and secure door, the rest of the noise was muffled and he couldn’t understand them after that. “Fuck.” He snarled to himself.

That’s when Cliff got an idea. He quickly ran to one side of the door and waited anxiously for Sierra to come out.

He checked his watch. “It’s been 15 minutes.” He thought. “What exactly takes this long?”

His heart raced and he froze solid when the door opened. He saw Sierra looking ashamed of herself and on the verge of tears. Her suit was rumpled and her bun was messy.

She never saw him apparently, as she ran the opposite direction with a small cry. Cliff felt his heart break for the young lady.

But he stayed where he was. He was going to get answers.

He took a deep breath and stepped forward, knocking on the door.

“Yes?” Giovanni Called out from his office. Cliff cleared his throat and opened the door. “Hey Boss.” He tried to say as casual as he could.

“If it isn’t my favorite muscle,” Giovanni teased with a grin. For some reason, that made Cliff feel uneasy. “What can I do for you?”

“Uh, I was just walking out when I saw Sierra run out of here, looking upset. Is...something wrong?” Cliff asked, hoping he would get the answers he needed. “I really don’t mean to pry, Boss, but I’m getting worried about her. Is she under stress?” Cliff bit his lip. “If there’s something I can do to help, I want to do it, no matter the cost.”

Giovanni’s eyes flashed dangerously. Why was Cliff asking this? Just because he saw Sierra upset?

Did she tell him?

“Everything’s fine, Cliff.” Giovanni said as coolly as he could. “She’s just got a personal problem. And I’m her confidant as she is mine. Don’t worry about it and go on about your day. Anything else?”

Cliff frowned. Not what I wanted to hear. “No, sir. I just figured I would ask for her sake.”

“Well, thank you for your concern. Dismissed.”

Cliff nodded and closed the door. He then growled to himself. “Fuck.” He snarled as he walked away. “I’m going to get to the bottom of this. I don’t care what it takes.”

Giovanni glowered as he dialed his phone, it rang twice before it was picked up.

“Yes Boss?” Sierra answered with a tremor in her voice.

“Come to my office, first thing tomorrow.” Giovanni demanded. “You and I need to have a talk.”

HUGE thanks to @bloodcountessbathory and my friend Phantos for helping me with details on this part! I owe ya big time!

#pokemon #pokemon go #leader sierra #leader cliff #boss giovanni #team go rocket #sierra x cliff #cliff x sierra #clierra

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thewiglesswonder · 2 years

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Commission from the fantastic Allura M! Please do yourself a favor and check out her page, she's amazing!

#link in the reblogs #maelstrom from my brain...#ah #tf #tfa #transformers animated #transformers #maccadam #my oc #maelstrom #team phantos

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maguro13-2 · 7 months

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Justice for All ~ Origins of the Ink Demon Chapter 2 Epilogue [2/2]

Spirit Albarn : [looks at photo frame of himself, Maka, and her mother (his former wife)] I can't believe that this is going to be waste my time before bad things happened. If Maka's mother was able to see her again, I hope that being hero protecting the Devil's legacy was such a pain, making lies, make believes, all just begging people from the real world that Japan is a lying sack of crap. If my daughter thinks that she let everyone is astray for not telling the truth about Shinra the creator of world and his existence, then I'll be the point that no one should able to stumble upon the truth.

Female Phanto : Oh, is that so? What are you doing here at a time like this, my dear ex-husband.

Spirit Albarn : [notices that Female Phanto is behind him, he turns to see her] Woah! You! I don't remember you being here! Who are you and... did you just call me ex-husband?

Female Phanto : That is correct. I understand that you finally remembered it's been 19 years since I was taken away by Master Phanto, and had my identity hidden from the face of the human world. I came back to earth from the Phanto Sanctuary, a shrine on Jupiter in which my two of my daughters were born.

Spirit Albarn : Two daughters? Why would I have two daughters? I only have one, and the other is...

Female Phanto : Her sister. Identical twin sisters. The first daughter I had is a Moirai Albarn and the other is...well, you know her younger sister.

Spirit Albarn : Why would the other be the younger sister?

Female Phanto : Because, Moirai is the older sister and the younger sisters.

Spirit Albarn : Well, umm, [drinks some alcohol and clears throat] well sorry my dear, it appears that Maka is the only daughter I had since my wife mysteriously disappeared.

Female Phanto : You think I ever had a duaghter whose black blood is really made of ink? That girl with Black ink in her body is not our child! It was that demon you adopted in the past. I had the "Real" Maka kept hidden from earth in order to get away from that monster. Because I made her and her sister to protect humankind and witchkind from bad things like heartless demons, the real reason that it was I who spreaded truth by making her reading the story of how Shinra created the world! It turns out that the world fallen into despair is actually the key to open the door to darkness, and I knew that evil entity the so-called "Evangelist" is actually the heartless ruler of Shadow Realm...Demon Vibe!

[DBZ SFX : SURPRISE]

Spirit Albarn : Ohhhh!!! You! You spreading truth on me! You mean that the world of Soul Eater was all a setup by Shinra Kusakabe? Then that means that I'm not even American at all! So the author did lie to us, I only wanted my daughter become the greatest hero that will surpass the past ones in the Ohkuboverse, every hero has it's legacy and that legacy is Shinra's! Why can't you just make believes and to tell you that Maka has been developed with that Hero Complex from the start around 19 years!

Female Phanto : Cut the hero crap, Spirit! I sick of you saying Maka always being the hero, she being hero, them being heroes, and what am I? Me being hero! Why do you gotta believe in the Devils' Legacy to just have to believe that hero garbage! I'm saying that I vowed to protect and serve Master Phanto to take care of my daughters! Don't you get it Spirit Albarn?! Soul Eater is a lie! The Kishin is a lie, everything what we believed in the Ohkuboverse is a lie! I'm having head being clustered with my head spiraling with all the lies you believed! So start talking some sense and seek the truth! Truth is the only answer that will bring an end to this game of Tattle Tales! I realize that being a hero takes time to ever have his or her complex to bring the courage, to all mankind, this is no soul resonance, this is no world without courage, and this is no story to end Soul World, the true end to Soul World is darkness itself.

Spirit Albarn : ....

Female Phanto : Well...Now do you understand that I said that? It would be nice of you to speak into truth, and for that matters, this world of Soul Eater we're living in is all false, Shinra made it up with using the power of Flames and Darkness, the Adolla Burst itself, realm made from the everlasting reach of darkness.

Spirit Albarn : It's true. The world of Soul Eater you said, you are right. It was all Shinra's fault and it was his idea to create this stupid, stupid, stupid world of ours! Believing in the Devil's lies, manipulated myself for letting Maka to led everyone astray from the truth! I felt so ashamed! I couldn't live myself up of being a single father, I've been a bad husband, I've been a sugar daddy to all the women in Tokyo and in America! I've lost everything that I did for you! I even gave up on you after the divorce papers! I couldn't even bear the fact that I adopted a demon that looks alike Maka, but the real Maka I know is gone! Gone like the wind! and I had the demon of Inky Darkness that if I raised it like it was the only child I had! Why is it so hard to believe anything from the truth!? (bangs his head on the floor) WHY?! WHY?! WHY?! WHYYYYYYY?! (stops banging his head) No matter! No matter! It's still the Ohkuboverse, everything's a story, even if Soul World's a phoney! After all, we're fictional characters created in Japan! We're not typically Americans at all! We pretended to be like one. You gotta trust me, right?...Right?

Female Phanto : You're always such a fool, Spirit. Even if you think that Despair, hatred, and wickedness might be the key to one's darkness. So I get the fact that the world of Soul Eater...is going to end in darkness itself soon.

Spirit Albarn : What?! You mean the world Shinra created is going to be swallowed by the Darkness?! And it's going to be the end of everything!? Why did you think that the world of Soul Eater's going to end something like that?! Because of that, we get the fact that the author was known for lying?! How can anyone say that lying would be a hero's specialty?!

Female Phanto : [chuckles] See the truth for yourself! You're the one that doesn't know a clue. I bet you think of something what you planned on destroying the legacy, Master Phanto told me that I should destroy the legacy.

Spirit Albarn : Master Phanto, the one who captured you around 19 years ago?...Wait just a minute. I know that voice somewhere before.

Maka's Mother [voice heard] : Spirit! Maka! Help me!

[images flashes]

Spirit Albarn : Now I finally know who you really are, dear.

Female Phanto : What a cold reception you got there. Now, honey. Don't tell me you forgotten our little anniversary. [proceeds to take her mask off her face to reveal herself; it is Maka Mother the entire time]

Spirit Albarn : My god! I don't believe! Honey, is that you? Where have you been after all these years? Why did you ran away from me when you got me those divorce papers? Why did you sided with the mask enemy that kept you hidden from earth? Why would you do this?!

Female Phanto/Maka's Mother : Cause I want to keep Maka safe. I want to know all about her. The fact that I even kept away from the public, I still get the fact that you are such...[voice breaking] You are such...such a fool! You've always been a fool to me, Spirit! I was hidden away because things weren't working out! So I and my daughters had to make sure that we had our duties of protecting Humankind and Witchkind. But then you...had yourself became stubborn, you would go on with another woman, every single one of them, except for me! Why couldn't you care about me and just give up already! Give up now! You broken my promise, you abandoned me after you abandoned Maka. The only daughter I ever gave birth to her at the sanctuary! And now I just feel like that I'm a horrible mother, I couldn't make you stand proud of me! Just the fact that you are such a FREAKING DORK THAT I EVER MARRIED YOU!

Moirai : Do you feel anyhting like we just hear you saying that to him?

Female Phanto/Maka's Mother : [gasps in shock] Moirai, you there!

Moirai's Sister : We just heard about you and papa arguing each other.

Moirai : It's only best that this family of ours, would end the debate of the separation between you two. In our efforts of saving humankind and Witchkind together, I suggest that we should make Humans and witches to make love and peace again. War, racism, and hatred, those were the things that a heartless could make, hearts falling in despair or in the darkness itself. Channeling our anger and sadness, felt the same the way. I have a heart full of courage and light. We are not talking about souls, we're talking about the hearts that we given. Don't you ever think that you and mom would be united together or just die alone together. It's your choice, whether you make that decision or just be the end of that deception you made. We do not only have souls, but have hearts to count on in as well, I Moirai Albarn that defies one thing to know, I seek the light of hope shining down on me, and for that matters, you could never tell anyone lie from the eyes of the devil, can you?

Moirai's Sister : It's true. We all have hearts and souls together, the heart may be a weak thing, but it makes us stronger with courage and light itself, just to be true that I am aware of anyone that seeks the darkness itself. And for that to the point of our existence, the goal of determining the strict morals of ours. If that was society's accomplishment of having the moral they have, we would never be in this mess that Shinra's son made, in his attempt of protecting the legacy by making us heroes of Soul World. I heavily doubt that all of this would soon end in Darkness or in Despair. That's everyone's fate that shall decide.

Moirai : But if you haven't noticed something about our faces, then you should reveal myself and introduce you to who we really are. After all, we're daughters and heirs of the Phantonian race. [takes off her maks to reveal herself, which her face is exactly alike Maka] So, Spirit. Notice anything...different?

Spirit Albarn : So that's it, huh? That's your real face? Red eyes? What are you, another evans.

Moirai : No, I am not the one you call Evans or Shinra's brother Sho, I am Moirai Albarn and have the eyes of Phanto. And this one over here is my sister, who hasn't been showing her face for a long time since she had that mask on that resembles the face of our father, Master Phanto.

Moirai's Sister : Of course, [bows head down to greet] I am Moirai's younger sister and second daughter of Master Phanto, I believe that I forgot something in the past. I wanted to know who is the "real" daughter and who is not. I bet you don't know who it is, do you? Let me show you the true face of a Phantonian, the mask behind the face of a warrior who shall know my existence. Behold, my true self. [takes off mask to reveal herself]

Spirit Albarn : [in shock, breaths heavily] ....N...No...It...it is you, the true and "real" you...

[it is revealed that Moirai's sister is none other than "real" Maka herself]

Spirit Albarn : ...Maka.

Maka Albarn : So nice to see you again this time, papa.

"Next time...Chapter 3 : Death Vengeance."

~ To be continued in Chapter 3 ~

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