#Bugboy mix

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heart vortex

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Evil details 101

i trapped him in a bag

[fluffylino]

Slow Down Bugboy

you're watching the news when you hear someone outside your window. is it a burgler? is it a ghost? oh wait, its spiderman?!

-contains soft themes (some injuries)

heavily inspired by that one scene from the amazing spiderman.

jisung is so spider coded🕸❤️‍🩹

enjoy~

keyboard clacking while you glued your eyes to the laptop screen. trying to make sense of the words and phrases you needed to write for an english assignment.

for some reason, you just couldn't focus.

maybe it was because jisung hadn't texted you since afternoon. glancing up at the clock to see it was an hour past 10pm.

your eyes now plastered onto the tv screen. the news flashing vividly. headlines popping up one after the other.

<Spider Man was seen fighting the giant reptilian>

<Who is this SpiderMan?>

the news anchor only raised more questions. dwelling into the details of this commotion.

you had mixed opinions on this so called 'man', who shoots webs out of his wrists. you'd rather call him

'weird insect man who crawls up buildings'.

was he a hero? i mean, he seemed like one. do you think you'd ever want to come face to face with him?

maybe? spiderman seemed chill.

anyways jisung!

right. where the hell was he?!

<ji, are you alive?>

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<message me rn>

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<are you okay? just mssg me if you're okay>

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<JISUNG. HAN JISUNG>

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looking away from your phone. you gulped down the lump in your throat.

was he accidently caught in the whole 'lizard incident' at the school...?

you didn't want to lose your friend. your bestfriend.

<i love you man, please tell me you're fine...>

"spiderman please...im really begging you to protect him if he's hurt" praying under your breath. heart pumping slower than usual while you took deep breaths.

the smell of your mom cooking a late night snack downstairs travelled up to your room. on any other occasion you wouldve eaten like a hog. but right now, you couldn't.

knock knock

soft thud

body taking a screenshot in fright. someone's outside your window. with how dark it is at this time of the night and only the moonlight, you think its a burgler.

That is until you see the silhoette of a masked man. the suit he wears is webbed, with colours of dark blue and red.

knock.

this time he presses his palm flat onto the glass, body slumping.

you throw your laptop on the bed, running to slam your door shut before making your way to the window.

"s-spiderman?" you mumble under your breath.

gasping as the man falls right into your arms. legs still dangling out. a catch a whiff of perfume that instantly makes your brain shortcircuit.

raising an arm to help him get the mask off. the mop of hair gives away his identity.

"sung..."

"han jisung! what the fuck happened to you?!" you exclaim, heart dropping when he rests his head on your shoulder. limply trying to hold onto you.

"i'm...uh s-shit" he mutters, grunting as you hold him up.

he plops onto the couch with a pained groan. you stand there dumbly. too much was happening. 

A heavy scent of blood filling the air. quickly shutting the window before kneeling down by his side.

"are you okay? what happened ji...please tell me"

cupping his face. his eyes widening briefly. shakily bringing his hand up to hold your wrist.

"lizard man VS bugboy...i hurt him more than he h-hurt me..."

even in this state, he finds the time to joke. laughing weakly until he notices the pain in your eyes. not just from seeing him bleed but also from the fact that you weren't aware that he was THE spiderman.

"i'm sorry for coming uninvited...t-there was no where else i'd feel safe"

jisung whispers, nuzzling his cheek apologetically into the warmth of your palm. you can't control your body or your thoughts.

carefully pushing his damp hair away from his eyes. theres a small cut over the bridge of his nose. his bottom lip is busted harshly. he's sweating as you caress him.

clean up his wounds. yes.

right now, what mattered most was stopping the bleeding.

"where are you going..." his voice trails off. puppy like eyes locked onto every little movement.

"sit up....as much as you can"

a soaked towel and disinfectant in your hands. jisung does sit up quietly. its surprising.

"baby it r-really hurts...mh" the boy whispers, staring at you with slight fear.

'baby' was a nickname he often used. but right now, it made your heart do a summersalt. without asking, he begins to take the suit off.

revealing his battered torso. bruises and cuts from the 'battle' he was in.

silence fills the room, apart from the soft hisses leaving his mouth.

hands weakly grabbing at your wrists to pry your hands away from the slash across his abdomen.  stomach muscles rhythmically tightening in discomfort everytime you applied a layer of medicine.

without much thought, you inch closer. feeling his heavy breath right next to your ear. along with a choked out grunt.

lifting your head up slowly, only to meet his gaze.

"i'm sorry for s-showing up like...this"

jisung whispers, scooching closer. your noses nearly touching. lips grazing against eachothers. you hum. far too out of it, to even get mad at him.

knowing he was spiderman put you at peace. knowing that he was safe was all that mattered.

injuries or not, you would take care of him regardless.

"say its okay" he whines softly, pressing his lips innocently onto yours. its too gentle to even be considered a kiss. you can't stop the grin that grows on your face.

realising how much your acceptance of him, mattered to him. sucking in a sharp breath when you peck him with more feeling. the subtle tangy taste of blood flooding your senses. his lip was still sensitive.

butterflies erupting in your stomach when he gently cradles the base of your neck. pulling you in for a deeper kiss.

"easy there bugboy..."

you tease, not letting him have his way. revelling in the toothy grin he lets out. laughing against you.

"i'm not going anywhere"

you reassure, threading your fingers through his hair. moving into his embrace.

"i want chocolate." he blurts out in a hushed tone.

"what-"

pecking you once more. and another time until he doesn't pull away. kissing you slow and passionately. pouring all his emotions out.

maybe spiderman wasn't so bad afterall...

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teehee

[gothamghostwhispers]

Hello ooc introduction! Last updated 11/20/24

I’m Coolcat101s (that’s where I follow from) I’ve been rping on and off for over a decade now, but this is my first time rping in the dc community. My response speed and length varies but I’m online often. I’m primarily a mobile user.

Much like dc canon the ‘canonical’ (for lack of a better word) nature of any given story line is decided by vibes especially since this is a crossover friendly blog I figure this approach will help make things mesh best so if I ever have plot holes or contradict myself maybe that was a different continuity

Along that thought line while there are plots happening and time passing, because rping takes time I won’t say there’s like a set matching timeframe if that makes sense? comic time logic you know? Sometimes a day takes 3 panels and sometimes it’s 3 issues.

It can take people a while to reply I get that ^^”

Posts are in character unless otherwise specified, but some posts are meant to be things that happen in the “real world” the stylistic chooses should make these posts obvious but I like to practice writing with my ocs so expect those sometimes

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I am okay with shipping/flirting with Artem I think it’s fun ^^ but be aware that they are pretty oblivious to many things

I’m okay with violence in rp but I’d like a conversation before we do anything that would need a content warning

Update for suggestive content, all of it will be done on a sideblog instead of here bc of how family centered the main blog has become and how many kids follow this blog. So conversation required to get the url for the nsfw side blog

Minors can interact with this blog but be mindful! Muse and mun are the same age (You should really be mindful anytime youre in a mixed age group but that is sometimes forgotten by many in online spaces) I tend to keep things pg 13 and anything not would be tagged as ‘suggestive’. Any minors caught interacting with anything tagged as suggestive will get one warning in case they didn’t read this post but after that you will be blocked if it happens again

Im crossover friendly but only for content that I know if I don’t know it Artem will act confused and will wrap it up to multidimensional shenanigans causing worlds to temporarily touch or whatnot. ( known crossovers that I’m chill with: Danny Phantom, Miraculous Ladybug I’ll add more as I come across them I guess)

Artem was a self insert at one point but they became their own thing after rotating them in different scenarios so now they’re their own oc

Ongoing arc(s):

Power suppression arc (hiatus kinda, abduction interrupted so might be done)

Magic experiments

Completed arc: abduction arc

Bread boy arc

Not really an arc but the manor move

-4’11 blue eyes, hair is naturally brown but they keep it blue

-birthday June 11th (whatever year makes their age match mine in whatever continuity also their chart isn’t mathematically possible but it’s what makes sense for them)

-they’re agender and pan/demisexual, also polyamorous in theory but single in practice

They have a boyfriend fiancé husband ( @bugboi-of-gotham )

-currently has 3 children legally and fostering the Lyra siblings but in the process of adopting more and more then that live in the manor

-went to college on a full Wayne scholarship, they have a bachelors in English with a minor in folklore

-job hops between restaurant (quit daytime gig after coming into money )and goon positions

-the first goon job they ever worked for was calendar man when they were 17 and they currently work under riddler, penguin, scarecrow, and ivy

-they get robbed a lot because they have a resting smile and generally give the vibe of an easy mark when not hanging out with scary people (subsequently they hang out with scary people often)

-lives in a building owned by Red Hood but it’s debatable if they know that

Due to plot they are moving to the Manson family Manor that they inherited with their kids and bb

-Forcibly outed as a meta publicly during the abduction arc

Artem also has an easy time learning instruments and perfect pitch but they don’t equate those to a meta ability (it is linked to their power though)

-has a cat and an aloe plant

-soft spot for kids

-Artem is a witch but doesn’t have much time to study, does small spells though

> their magic is growing a lot kind of fast with the ingesting of fae food, tying themselves to bb, and training with their alt future self

-grew up going to an anti meta church/cult

-Joker killed their mom in front of them when they were 16, they aren’t really the killing type when at all possible so they don’t seek vengeance but they avoid him at all costs and will not work with him

Layout of the Manson Manor! (Manson being Artem’s mother Amara’s maiden name, if the Wayne’s are gothams royal family then think of the Manson family as like barons of gotham I guess? Rich in an old money way. Probably not well known by average people but press/other gotham elites might recognize the name. They’re like the 42nd richest family in gotham)

The fourth floor is magical and not accessible from the outside (the balconies still work somehow cause magic)

Also promises made in the manor are magically binding

From the outside this building still has 3 floors

Protections listed in link bellow

Source: https://archivaldesigns.com/collections/mansion-house-plans/products/balmoral-castle-house-plan

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y’all ain’t ready for GTA 0

Simon slowly grabbed at the knife in his stomach, yet.. He still made no move to attack. He let out a small, pathetic, melodious cry.

He reached for Isaac.

...

He fell limp.

-@silhouette-anon

Simon fell onto nothing. Or, well, a strange sort of nothing. A dark, billowing cloud of smoke was there in place of his body, mottled with reds, greens, and blues. The traditional lights on the street began to twist and form slightly into streetlights, blinking red, yellow, green and letting out that same smoke, skid marks appearing on the muddied ground as two headlight eyes showed up.

On the ground, shards of glass and metal appeared from the smoke, crunching and folding into the form of something humanoid. A seatbelt melded into two antennae and a popped airbag turned into two massive wings, with the tiniest bit of dried blood on its edges.

You sense a new witch nearby.

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Taocc jackbox session 2: the Isaac-ening

I had to crop so much for this help me

[nothannuh]

bucket list

pairing; tasm!peter parker x fem!reader

warnings; they are just.. so in love, established relationship, fluff, pet names (bugboy, bub, love, pretty girl), mentions of sky diving, sharks, shitty writing (let me know if i need to add anything)

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“i’m going skydiving.” you announce. 

“mm, is that so?” peter mumbles. he was laying on your chest, arms tightly wrapped around your waist. he was getting pins and needles. 

you weren’t fond of heights. saying you’d go skydiving made you sound cool and confident.

“yes. not now, of course. but i definitely will.”

“is this something on your bucket list?”

you nodded, although he couldn’t see. 

“i also want to see sharks. go in one of those metal tanks and get dropped in the ocean.” you were only half lying, you didn’t like the ocean. “actually, i wouldn’t go into the ocean, but i’d look at them from a boat.”

peter hummed again, “figured. the ocean is scary. i’ll take you to go see sharks, bub.”

“will you take me across the country? i want to see all of the national parks. go to all of the hard rock cafes.”

it was unreasonable, you knew that, but you could dream. “sure i’ll take you. we’ll rent one of those huge RVs and go to every state. anything for you.”

you leaned down to kiss his head, “do you have anything on your bucket list?”

“meet the president, probably.”

“love, you’re spiderman. you could probably just go to the white house and request to see him.” you laughed.

peter shook his head, his nose rubbing against you. “no, too tired actually.”

this was the first time in almost a month that you two had gotten a chance to sit and relax together. your tight work schedule and peter’s nightly patrols taking all of his energy, you were usually asleep when he came home, or vice versa. 

“i’d like to see the grand canyon before i die.” he said. “it seems peaceful.”

“i’ll take you. we can trade off, you take me to sharks and i’ll take you to the grand canyon.”

peter takes out a hand, shaking yours. “deal. only if you let me swing us in the canyon.”

“okay, that there is a deal breaker, bugboy.” you laugh. “no heights for me.”

“what about skydiving? that requires being high up right? hence ‘sky’diving?”

“eh, i don’t think anyones ever completed everything on their bucket list. it’s just one of those things that sounds fun but i would never do it.”

peter didn’t say anything. you figured he was finally falling asleep. you had your hand in his hair, which he loved. 

a couple minutes had passed, and you too were falling asleep. 

waking you from your almost sleep, peter blurts out, “i’m going to write a book.”

“’bout what?”

“you. my pretty girl.”

his head was right on your chest, though you were still hoping he couldn’t hear the way your heart sped up. it was going to burst out of your chest. “what? what’d i do?”

“you’re you. i would write about everything we did together, like if we go across the country i’ll write about it. i’ll write about how you save me. i’ll write about you being a hero.” he was tired, you could hear it in his voice. 

you almost had no words, managing to get out a simple, “you’re mixing me up with you.”

he shook his head again, looking up into your eyes, “no, you are my hero. you save me when i get beat up, you listen to me, you love me.”

you stopped breathing. “it’s funny that you mention that, because you’re my hero, peter parker. not spiderman, although he’s okay.” you both laughed, “but you, peter, you’ve always been my hero, for so many reasons. being spiderman is just a bonus. ”

“ditch the entire bucket list, i want to write this book now.” he joked, but deep down he was considering writing about you, purely because he wanted the world to know how special you were. 

“can we co-write this?” you both laughed, then fell asleep. your hearts were full.

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in the morning, neither of you forgot about the previous conversation. 

“i’m going to write the biggest book in the world about you. longer than the longest book.” you said, sternly. you had been in a joking argument about who would write the longest book. 

“did you know that i’ve loved you since i first met you? what was that, like since the first grade?”

you nodded, “yeah, you were extremely obvious.” you laughed and he hit your arm. 

“was not.”

“was too! it was painfully obvious, my friends would constantly beg me to ask you out!”

peter paused, “so you liked me then too?” you nodded. “why didn’t you say anything?”

“are you kidding? you were so cute, i couldn’t say anything!”

peter wiggled his eyebrows. “cute, huh?”

“oh shut up, you know you’re cute, parker.”

“yeah, whatever.” he slid behind you and kissed the top of your head. “but that proves my point, i would write the longer book because i could recall all of the times that you were oblivious to my feelings!”

you scoffed, “alright, but i’ve already drafted the first chapter right up here, in my noggin.” you pointed to your head. 

“better start writing it then, bub, before you forget it.”

you turned around, kissing him once, “take me to see sharks first.”

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i kind of hate this but!! it’s okay!! first little fic in a long time, so i guess it’s not completely horrible... right......

my brain is completely empty so i have no other prompts or ideas to write anymore <3

[lucifers-horror-harem]

Can I request Bugboi with an S/o who has a cat that is not afraid of him in the least?

Thank you for requesting the B U G B O I I love him very much and cannot get over him and hopefully you enjoy!

The Collector Having an S/O with a Fearless Cat Would Include:

Let’s face it, Asa is a dog person 100%. Dogs can be trained, are obedient, and obey his commands. Cats do not give a SINGLE SHIT. Unless you have treats or wet food then you don’t exist. Asa simply doesn’t have the patience to deal with cats.

So if you were a cat parent and dating him, he would have… mixed emotions. He doesn’t hate cats with a burning passion, but he just doesn’t get them and doesn’t understand why people would want animals that were so finicky.

It wouldn’t help that your cat would smell his dogs’ scent on him and IMMEDIATELY take a disliking to him. Depending on the personality of your cat, they might either hide whenever he comes to visit you, glare at him from around corners or high perches while they act high and mighty, or just straight up hiss at him. You would playfully chide them about how mean they’re being but your cat won’t care. And Asa won’t care as long as they don’t interfere with his time with you.

Once your cat gets used to him, they might weasel their way into your lap for snuggles while the two of you are on the couch, the cat purring contentedly on your lap while you coo and give them attention. Meanwhile, Asa glares daggers at the cat while you aren’t looking. You’re lucky Asa likes you because otherwise, he would get particularly ruffled. 

Asa is exactly the kind of guy to get into a pissing match with a cat over you.

Though when he is alone in your place with the cat, he might try to be a bit more… nice? He doesn’t do it out of the kindness of his heart, it’s more to prove to himself that he can get this cat to like him. He’s a stubborn man. But he won’t do it when you’re around because he doesn’t want you to see him fail miserably multiple times because your cat is being an asshole.

He does everything. He lures your cat out with treats and sits perfectly still on the ground so he is more on the cat’s level. It might take your cat a long time to eventually poke its head out to see what Asa’s ruse is. The first few times, Asa would allow the cat to eat the treats and leave without moving an inch. Eventually, he will set the treats closer and closer to himself, getting your cat within reach. 

When he pets your cat for the first time and it lets him, he feels overwhelmingly cocky about it. He won this cat’s affections. Sure your cat nibbles his hand occasionally but Asa has the satisfaction of knowing your cat can be tamed. Sort of. It will still ignore Asa unless he has food. Which prompts Asa to give them more treats as positive reinforcement. 

So who’s really in charge here?

[gothamghostwhispers]

@bugboi-of-gotham

never let anyone tell you that trawling through mediocre victorian poetry isn't worth it. we just happened upon an absolute BANGER of a worm poem. go read it or else 🪱🪱🪱

[demonwifey]

hey, welcome to the fam!! was wondering if you could do a strong-willed, hot headed fem reader who doesn’t put up w/beej’s shit but as soon as he starts to really get hot and steamy with the flirting she goes completely weak and sub? (bonus of beej knows this and takes advantage of it during petty arguments)

Ayyy, I definitely appreciate the welcome! 💚💜🖤 This is my first ask so I hope you guys enjoy!

Warnings: Cursing and sexual themes

Word count: 3,920 

Beetlejuice was a lot to handle. Everyone knows this. He was all too needy, flirty, and way too devious for his own good. It took a special kind of person to deal with the demon. While Beej’s favorite victims to terrorize were the Maitland/Deetz household, his attention shifted drastically when Y/N came into the picture.

Beej loved it when he could tease and pick on a person enough to put them in a flustered spur. The sound of someone being frazzled by his over the top flirting was his second favorite sound next to screaming in fear. Whether it was nose-poking, butt-grabbing, or his famous animated-ish grab and dip kisses, the demon would never hold back. 

   But see, you weren’t exactly an easy cookie to crumble. Although there were times that Beej’s shenanigans would get to you, you weren’t timid or shy. You actually stood up to Beetlejuice. Which ten times out of ten would completely shock him to the point of being surprisingly speechless. He was so used to getting his way and having everyone around him being apprehensive about his antics. But you were having none of it.

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Beej knew you were a force to be reckoned with when he basically destroyed your bathroom. Since Beetlejuice was already dead he was always into the thrill of experiencing death multiple different ways (thinking about that part in the bootleg when Adam and Barbara said they wanted to cut off his head and Lydia deadass was like “You should…he’d love that”). You were sitting on the couch with your laptop looking up some new hair products your friends had mentioned to you. Having been focused on your screen you didn’t even realize your boyfriend was in the kitchen up to no good. Beej yanked the toaster’s cord out of the outlet and floated his way to your upstairs bathroom.

Not even 10 minutes later, the lights all around your apartment started to flicker and you heard a loud crackling sound coming from upstairs. Panic started to cloud up your head when you heard Beetlejuice yell in what sounded like pain and you immediately dashed up the stairs as quickly as you could. When you got to the bathroom, you were faced with the ultimate mess. 

Beetlejuice was sitting in the tub holding your, now smoking, toaster. His daily striped suit set was scattered on the bathroom floor. His entire body was black due to the burns and ash from the toasters burst while his already messy hair was scattered in different directions on his head. And to top it off your bathtub, which was originally white, was covered in nothing but black ash. You stood there in disbelief for a moment before running up to Beej who sat extremely still in the ruined tub. You crouched down next to the tub and gripped his shoulders. 

“Beej? Beej, look at me. Are you okay? Talk to me. Are you hurt?” You asked with clear worry in your voice. The demon man slowly turned his head towards you. Before you could register the fact that you asked these questions to a dead man, Beetlejuice let out a loud cackle while throwing his head back. 

“Hell yeah I’m okay, babes. That. Was. AWESOME. You’ve got to try it with me next time…well maybe not. You might actually die.” Beetlejuice went on his mixed tangent about not wanting you to die but also how much fun he just had being electrocuted because he was bored. You stared at the demon with your eyes slightly squinted before it all hit you at once and you went off. You stood up immediately with complete anger in your eyes and heat flowing through your body. 

“Beetlejuice. ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MIND?” You screamed at the man in the tub. He looked up at you with his head cocked to the side. Before he could say anything, you spoke again. “YOU REALLY JUST…SAT HERE IN MY BATH TUB AND ELECTROCUTED YOURSELF FOR THE FUCK OF IT? BECAUSE YOUR WERE BORED? DO YOU NOT REALIZE HOW DANGEROUS THAT IS? OR HOW DANGEROUS IT COULD’VE BEEN?”

Complete and utter outrage filled your body as you hovered over Beetlejuice. He stood up from the tub and the water splashed around him and some onto you. He actually wasn’t completely naked as his lower half was covered by a pair of black and white boxers. He dropped the toaster back into the tub and held his hands up to his chest. 

“What? Babes, it’s fine. In case you couldn’t tell, I’m already dead. No harm, now foul.” He said smirking at you as if that was to make everything better. The young woman stared at him for a little longer, completely dumbfounded. She placed her hands to the sides of her face, trying to get her thoughts together. 

“Beej…I-. No harm? How the hell am I supposed to explain this to my landlord? Look at all of this! The tub is completely black and burned! And that was the new toaster my mom bought me a week ago!” You said gesturing to the disaster around him. He just looked around like a confused child, still not really grasping the reality of the situation. All you could do was let out a deep breath and run your hands over your face. Your mind scrambled with a million other things to say but you realized there was no point in wasting your breath.  

“Okay, you know that. Just get out of the tub.” You said as you moved to grab the toaster’s cord out of the outlet. After, you reached down to pick up his clothes and walked out of the bathroom. You heard the water splash as he got out and walked behind you. After you both were standing in your bedroom, you threw his clothes on your bed and turned towards him. You were already annoyed but the stupid smirk on his face made you even more agitated. 

“Well, babes. Had I known ruining your bathroom would’ve gotten me back into your bedroom, I would’ve done it a lot sooner.” He sauntered towards you with his hands upwards, as if getting ready to grab your breasts. Before he could get any further, you grabbed the towel off of your chair and threw it straight in his face. 

“Make jokes while you can, Beetlejuice.” You said with a heavy tone of exasperation in your voice. As he scrambled to remove the towel from his face, you moved past him to go back downstairs. He stared at the door as you exited, unsure of what was about to happen next. 

He dried himself off for a few minutes before putting his suit back on. Just as he finished tying his tie, you reappeared in the doorway holding a bucket full of what looked like cleaning supplies. Beej was confused before you lifted your hand and motioned him to follow you again. He did as told and you both were back in the messy room. You dropped the bucket on the floor with a loud thump and turned towards the demon. 

“Now, here’s what’s gonna happen. You and I are going to clean this bathroom and it is going to be spotless. Like nothing ever happened. Because if my landlord saw this, not only would she charge me a stupid expensive repair fee, I might actually get kicked out. So, you are gonna get on your knees,” You bent down to grab a large sponge and a bottle of tub cleaner before slamming it on his chest “And scrub the hell out of this tub like you’ve never scrubbed before. And if you so much as try to poof yourself away without helping, I will banish your ass in a heartbeat and you won’t see me for a good 3 weeks. Got it?” You commanded with utter authority and sternness in your voice. 

Without even needing to say it, Beej knew he couldn’t stand to not be around your for 3 minutes, let alone 3 weeks. And by the seriousness on your face, he knew you meant it. Nonetheless, Beetlejuice was shocked. No one had ever actually made him take responsibility for his actions, let alone LITERALLY make him clean up his own mess. To say the least the man was baffled, but intrigued. Beetlejuice just nodded his head quickly. You moved your hands away from him and bent down to grab your own materials. 

“Alright, bugboy. Let’s get to work.”

***

It had been weeks since that incident and you and Beetlejuice were back on good terms. The dead man actually ended up apologizing, which shocked you nonetheless. Of course he brought you a bouquet of dead roses, but that’s besides the point. It was still a sweet gesture that made you forgive him.

What he didn’t tell you is that he was completely turned on from the situation. You had put Beetlejuice in his place, and that wasn’t something he was used to. Ever since he met you you were headstrong and willing to take control. Most importantly, you weren’t willing to take his shit. And he loved that. 

Ever since that day, he did anything he could to get under your skin. Beetlejuice would burn your dinner multiple times a week, make too much noise while you were trying to sleep, or pick and poke at you while you were trying to get work done. Just anything and everything to make you snap and yell at him. Completely putting your dominant personality on display. Not to mention the way you took control with anger during sex drove him utterly wild. It was like finally seeing heaven for him. But after riling you up for weeks, he decided it was time for a change. 

While he absolutely adored your more assertive personality, he wanted to see it all come crashing down. He wanted to see that rage filled face to turn into a flustered one. He finally wanted to be the one in control. And he knew exactly what to do. 

One day Y/N came home from work completely spent. Tired, aggravated, and just plain annoyed. It was a complete case of the domino effect. The corporate bosses were frustrated about yet another thing and yelled at your supervisors. With that, your supervisors came back to yell at you and your coworkers about it. Everyone attempted to shift blame on one another, which led everyone in the office to be irritated with each other. It was a day from hell. 

Once you walked through the door, you kicked your heels off and threw your bag to the side. After hanging your jacket in the closet, you flopped yourself face down on the couch. You lay there for a good minute just needing some peace and quiet. Before you could even enjoy the moment, you felt a dip in the couch behind you. 

“Well hello to my favorite pair of sexy black lace panties.” You groaned quietly as you felt your demon boyfriend lift up your skirt and peak at your ass underneath. You reached behind and swatted his hand away. 

“God, Beej, not now. I just had the worst day at work.” You sighed out as you turned your body around to lay on your back and looked up to see his smiling face. Although Beej had been on your nerves for the past few weeks, the only thing that got you through the day was coming home to see his pale, goofy, smiling face. He reached down to grab your legs and placed them on his lap. Beej rubbed your thighs gently with his cold hand. 

“Finally ready to commit a work related homicide, dollface?” He asked, making his gritty voice quieter than usual. You let out another sigh. 

“Ugh, I’m seriously like an inch away from considering it. It’s like my bosses get their asses handed to them and then they come back to blow steam on us. It’s so stupid and frustrating.” You moved to sit up. “All I wanna do for the rest of the day is eat dinner and go the fuck to sleep.” 

“Yeah, no can do on that, babes.” Beetlejuice said with a smirk on his face as he continued to move his hands higher and higher on your lap. You narrowed your eyes at him, not really in the mood for any of his shenanigans at the moment. 

“And why is that?” You asked, already feeling your blood start to boil inside of you. Beetlejuice just continued to smirk without actually looking at you. 

“Because I~” His voice was starting to become more high pitched and you felt one of his hands already reach the top of your thigh under your skirt. “Mayormaynothavemadeahugemessinyourroomandyou’regonnahavetocleanitup.”

He spoke so quickly that you almost couldn’t understand what the hell he just said. Almost. You moved your legs off of his lap and looked directly in his eyes. 

“What kind of a mess?” You asked in the serious tone he was all too excited to hear. The demon shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. 

“Nothing too bad. Just me and the clones hung out. We watched some TV, played some board games, had some wrestling matches, had a big lunch date in your room. Oh! Can you believe we actually found a baby sandworm and watched it crawl up the walls?” By the time Beej had finished his sentence your eyes almost popped out of your head. You didn’t waste anymore time listening to him rant as you paced up the stairs to your room. You were met with a closed door and the fear of what was waiting behind it was all too real. You slowly put your hand on the door handle and twisted it slowly. 

Beej was still sitting on the couch feeling extremely proud of himself. It wouldn’t be long before-

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“OH MY GOD BEETLEJUICE! WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!” Right on the nose. The demon man lifted himself off the couch and strolled up to your room with satisfaction in his step. When he reached the doorway he saw you standing on the middle of the floor completely baffled, dumbfounded, and everything in between. 

To put it simply, your room was trashed. There was food and drink wasted everywhere. Your nearly organized bookshelf was emptied as each book was piled on the floor. Your bed was covered in shoe marks and crumbs from what looked like the last of the chips downstairs. Your comforter and sheets were all torn to shreds. Your closet door was open and most of your clothes were scattered everywhere. And just as you turned your head to the side, you immediately saw the sleeping baby sandworm in the corner. This was it. This was the day you were actually going to kill Beetlejuice, forget the fact that he was already dead. 

While your head scrambled for something to say, you looked over the said man in the doorway. Leaning on it with the biggest shit-eating grin you’d ever seen. You felt your mind become clouded with anger. You were ready to snap completely but before you did, you had to leave the room. You walked towards Beej, putting your man on his chest and pushing him out of the way. As he stepped backwards, you closed the door behind you. The two of your stood there for a second. You were trying your best to stay calm so you wouldn’t say something you regret. But, God, the stupid grin on his face was making it extremely difficult. 

“What…the fuck is your problem?” You gritted your teeth while saying. Beetlejuice cocked his head to the side. 

“What do ya mean, babes?” He asked in fake innocence. And that was the last straw. 

“I mean, why are you being such a dick?! For these last few weeks you’ve been doing nothing but irritate the hell out of me. First it was little petty stuff but now this?” You almost yelled gesturing towards your bedroom door. “Did I do something to you, Beej? Because this fucking ridiculous. AND THEN you have the nerve to say that I have to clean it up? Nope, fuck that. Get your ass downstairs, grab that cleaning stuff and fix my room!” You demanded with your usual dominant tone. You just expected Beetlejuice to follow suit like he always does. 

“No.” You were shocked, to say the least. You stared up at the man, expecting some kind of explanation. But his expression stayed at the same mischievous grin from before. You were about to completely lose it. 

“No? What the hell do you mean ‘no’?” You asked, frustration and anger leaking out more than ever.  

“I mean, I’m not gonna clean your room. That’s what I said, right?” At this point you could’ve sworn this was all a fever dream, it had to be. Your dead boyfriend just destroyed your room to hell and back, and is now denying to clean it. What was even happening?

“A-are you insane? You’re gonna clean this room, Beetlejuice, or-“

“Or what? You gonna spank me?” He cut you off all too smoothly. You weren’t even sure where that just came from. The first thing you noticed, however, is the changed look in his eyes. He still had a taunting grin on his face, but his eyes shifted from mischievous to…lustful? 

“I-I…no. But I’ll banish you for real. You know I will!” You spoke out, trying to stand your ground. Beetlejuice just chuckled and crossed his arm, almost with too much confidence for your liking.

“Oh, yeah? And for how long, babes? Y'know you couldn’t stand to be away from me too long, right?” The taller demon slowly walked towards you. Along with his own demeanor, something in you changed as well. You couldn’t put your finger on it at this very minute though. You took a few steps back as he approached.

“You-you’re talking a lot of shit but-“

“But what, dollface? Hmm?” He cut you off yet again. You felt yourself, quite literally, backed against a wall. Beetlejuice was now standing right in front of you. No, he stood towering over you. Something about his current mood change was making you feel small and timid. When you looked up to try and say something else, you noticed his hair had changed from it’s usual bright green to a dark magenta color. You were too busy staring to notice that Beej placed his hands on either side of your head on the door behind you.  

“Well? I’m waiting~” He said in such a low sensual tone that made you feel weak all over. Your mind and body had just done a complete 180. From being ready to rip Beej’s face apart to being turned on by his own tone switch, it was all too unreal.   

“I-you-“ You stuttered too openly. You were losing your dominant power right in front of him. And Beetlejuice. was loving every second of it.  

“Aw, what’s the matter, Y/N? Cat got that pretty tongue of yours? Why don’t you stop fussing and put it to work for me instead.” His gritty voice and patronizing tone mixed together so well. He moved one of his hands down to graze his fingers against your cheek oh so gently. You tried your best to hide the shiver that made its way down your body.  

“Beej, I-“ You timidly tried to speak up but it was still overshadowed by you looking down at the floor between you two. Along the way, you noticed the growing bulge in his pants in front of you.  

“Shh,” He cooed at you with his chilly hand placed on your cheek. “On your knees, babes.” 

Yet again, you were at a loss for words. On any other day, you would’ve told Beetlejuice exactly where to stick it. Not letting the petty demon even dream of pushing you into submission. But here you were, ready to drop to your knees and let him do whatever he wanted to you. You didn’t realize you stuck in your own thoughts until Beej moved his hand cup your jaw. He used a small amount of force to lift your head back up, forcing you to look into his golden eyes.

“I said, on your knees.” Beetlejuice looked straight into you as he spoke. As if your legs had a mind of their own, you followed suit. You slowly bent your knees and lowered yourself gently to the floor. With his hand still holding a firm grip on your cheek, your head was tilted upwards as Beetlejuice looked down at you. You two stayed like that for a moment. Waiting with so much anticipation, Beetlejuice released your chin and then moved to softly rub his thumb over your bottom lip. His entire expression is filled with lust and desire for you.  

“Hot damn, babes. You always look so damn good on your knees for me.” He almost growled out and he looked at you. You’d never admit but hearing him say that made you feel so many emotions at once. The most lingering feeling was the wetness that was currently filling your panties. While it seemed like your head was about to be clouded by nothing but pleasure and hidden sexual fantasies you didn’t even know you had, you were able to catch yourself. You snapped out of your submissive daze for a moment and touched Beetlejuice’s hand on your mouth. 

“Beej…you just trashed my room. And now you’re gonna turn it into a sex thing.” You asked. Even with your anger seemingly flushed away, you weren’t actually gonna forget the event that started this whole thing. Beetlejuice stopped running his finger over your lip for a moment before looking back towards your bedroom door. 

You felt a small twinge of regret when he stopped his motions. You probably just ruined the moment that you so desperately wanted. And already knowing the high level of pettiness Beej had in him, you wouldn’t be surprised if he stopped everything right then and there. When Beetlejuice looked back down at you, he had such a serious expression on his face. 

“Are you complaining, beautiful? You want me to stop?” He asked and you could hear the slight sense of concern in his voice. Beej was always sure to make certain that you wanted whatever he was giving you. He never pushed you to do something that made you uncomfortable or just did something for his benefit. 

Before you even said anything, you took your hand off of his. Your other hand followed as they both gently touched the front of his thighs. You then glanced down and realized that you were face to face with his extremely achingly hard bulge. You weren’t sure 100% of what the demon had in mind, but you thought you had a clue. One of your hands moves to graze at the bulge, letting Beetlejuice know everything he needs to know. You wanted whatever he was about to do to you, and you wanted it now.

“…No. Don’t stop, Beej.” You once again, spoke timidly. Wanting to give him the sense that had full dominance over you, you palmed at the strain on his pants desperately. The demon man looked down at you with the most lewd filled smirk you had ever seen. 

“Alright then, babes. Let’s put that pretty mouth to work.”

Okay, don’t panic. Because I most definitely have a part 2 in mind for this. But anyway, thanks for reading!

[goji-pilled]

I'm rewatching Reflekdoll,again,and tbh I can say for sure this is by far my favourite episode ever.Here some thoughts since I'm a little late to that party lol

-The talk between Chat and Ladybug is like this mix of friendly teasing and joking and a very serious topic (at least that's how I see it lol)But honestly the parts I love so much come after that so skip that

-Juleka and Luka sibling moment.I mean we finally got to see what their realtionship is like and I couldn't be more happy with what we saw.Luka engouraging and supporting his sister and her dreams?Fuck yes that's some really good content

-What else I like about this scene is that I can personally relate to Juleka a lot,not only in Reflekdoll but also in Reflekta.The fact that she didn't want to bother Marinette or how insecure she is is something I did/said/felt too (or well still do/say/feel)Like this feeling that you're all alone,that noone cares or notices you?That hurts,a lot.And it's something I know all to well.And honestly it's super important to show children that these feelings exist because it might help someone

-Juleka not being able to handle a compliment?Yep,absolutely relateable.I swear I'm going to protect Juleka 'till the very end

-Alrighty this is the part that makes me slighty salty:Alya pushing Marinette into things that clearly make her uncomftable.I mean yes she means well and want to help her best friend but seriously,pushing her like this and forcing her into uncomftable situations with Adrien is the absolute wrong way to do it and the girl just doesn't seem to get that.Fucking hell Marinette pretty much begged Alya to not invite Adrien but she is just like "Fuck it!" and disrespects Marinette's wish.

-After 'Ladybug and the Miracubros' we present to you:'Adrien and the Girlsquad'

-Juleka getting more nervous untill it's an actual panic attack.Again I can relate a lot to this,even though I wouldn't say that I have panic attacks.It's more this feeling of becoming so nervous that it feels like you have a knot in your stomach,your throat is dry,you feel super uncomftable and all of the sudden your thoughts are worst case scenarios;"What if I mess up?","What if I'm not good enough?","What if they laugh at me or hate me?",etc.I have these thoughts more often than I like to admit since I was 6/7 years old.It just makes me kinda happy that a show for children shows this topic

-Marinette trying to comfort Juleka is something I loved too.Like Marinette is very understanding here and tries to help Juleka calm down which shows us a bit of their friendship and I just really apprechiate that

-And Alya is at her bullshit again dear god.Honestly Alya sees that Juleka is having a panic attack and all she thinks about is getting Adrien and Marinette together.It's just wrong on so many levels.Not only does she keep disrespecting Marinette but she also head on ignores Julekas situation,which is rude and disrespectful.Like seriously that's so not okay and she should've been called out for that.

-Adrien sweetie thanks for trying.It's good to see that he wants to help Juleka in this situation.

-ALYA GODDAMNIT.And again she is being pushy.Yes Marinette said she's gonna do it herself but in a way where you can tell she wanted to help Juleka and remove the pressure,plus Marinette never said she would never consider Juleka as a model again so there is that!But of course a certain Blogger had to be pushy and forceful about it again.And Adrien didn't even want to model,he just wanted to help.Oh god the way Alya told Juleka to give her suit to Marinette is just...no.Juleka is upset and honestly does Alya notice?No.And Marinette's clearly uncomftable oh god why.

Alya:"I care about all my friends equally!"

Alya:"Adrien!"

Alya:"Marinette!"

Alya reading something from her arm:"And uh...Julia?"

Honestly I could go on with this but let's refocus on the positive stuff.

-How the fuck does noone hear or see Adrien and Marinettd talk with Tikki and Plagg????

-Adrien and Marinette in that Partnerlook just expanded my lifespan for 100 years

-"He's too hot-I mean I'm overheating inhere don't you????"

Mari please you need to calm down oh god please someone save the poor girl-

-Julerose.Julerose.JULEROSE.I swear everytime Juleka and Rose interact my hesrt bursts.Also thank god for Rose and Marinette,it's these two who try to help Juleka (just like in Reflekta).Also Juleka bot wanting to bother others with her feelings?Yes hello I'd like to say that this situation is relatable.

-That soft look Juleka gave Rose after Rose kissed her cheek is just...so adorable and it shows how much Juleka loves Rose

-God Juleka talking herself down?Almost crying and super upset by herself?Probably even hating herself?Yep again,this is all too familiar to me and it feels so good to have a chrachter to relate too.

-"Yet again my young prey fails to be the center of attention."Your "young prey"???Seriously????Gabriel what the fuck-

-YEET THEM GLASSES

-No honestly Nathalie's transformation is so amazing.It's simple but in combination with the amazing theme this transformation is by far one of my favorites.I'd go as far as to say my second favourite transformation(Together with Luka's)

-I genuinly love the whole scene in the lair.I can't even tell you why because I don't know but I just love it.

-Them sending off an Akuma and an Amok?Loved it.

-Petition to let Gorilla adopt Adrien

-Also Gorilla is so soft for these kids

-I loved the scene of Juleka's akumatization.Like the purple maskoutline being a combination between Hawkmoth's and Mayura's looks so fucking cool

-Reflekta is back bitches!Honestly Reflekta has always been one of my favourite akumas and I'm happy seeing her again!Also her design is so fucking amazing holy shit

-I'm not fan of Miraculous' english dub but Juleka's voice actress is amazing.Lots of love to her.

-"I'm gonna show you what it feels like to be me!"Honestly that's such a great line on many diffrent levels.Not only does she say it because she's a villain right now but because she obviously has some kind of selfdisliking and ugh can you make Reflekta even more relatable too?

-"Juleka is no more,I'm Reflekta!Everyone always forgets about Juleka anyway..."Honestly this is again a pretty deep line and it shows more of her emotions...And I can relate to certain dagree.It feels like people just forget about you,that you're not important,don't matter,sometimes you want to be someone else so badly...Honestly Juleka truly is one of my favourite characters

-Reflekta turning Marinette into a Reflekta and saying:"Perhaps you'll understand me better now that you're in MY shoes!"It's another line that shows how Juleka(or at this moment Reflekta) feels.She feels misunderstood and wow same here haha...

-Tikki and Plagg's interaction earlier was great and Plagg reassuring Tikki is so adorable.Honestly these two need more screentime together

-"Rose!Where are you my BFF!"Juleka has the 'She's just a friend' desease,we all know what people in this show mean when they say:"She's just a friend".And since she said BFF they're probably married

-Plagg calling for Chat Noir and then almost casually telling Marinette his identity is gold.

-Honestly all Plagg/Marinette interactions are gold.I love this chaos duo.They are the best part about Kwami swap AUs.Also Plagg looks and sounds so soft when talking to Marinette I love them

-Marinette taking the ring like:"Fuck it"

-I love the detail that the Miraculous changes to it's wielder

-LADY NOIR TRANSFORMATION.I absolutly loved everything about it and it's my favourite transformation with Roi Singe's

-Lady Noir is giving me gay thoughts

-Lady Noir said fuck Reflekdoll rights

-Tikki is just like:"Oh god no the choas duo finally found eachother-"

-Adrien not introducing himself,rude.

-Adrien taking the earings:"Fuck it I always wanted to do this"

-MISTERBUG TRANSFORMATION.I love his transformation so much,he's an adorable Bugboy.Honestly his version of the Ladybug theme sounds so great holy shit

-Adrien sweetie why do you have a Reflekta head agi-oh never mind it's gone

-Hot take:Marinette does the Black Cat transformation better than Adrien,while Adrien does the Ladybug transformation better

-"M'lady Noir" I love it

-Adrien did the Orgins-Ladybug move with that yo-yo

-Lady Noir helping Misterbug out even though she sounds a bit rude gives me life

-The Lucky Charm scene is amazing I love it,them arguening and teasing like a married couple god just kiss already you dumbasses

-Again Marinette is explaining how the Lucky Charm works even though she may sound a little harsh she means well but she didn't have to hit him.......well it was funny...haha

-"Why don't you help me instead of making fun of me?!"...Adrien...she explained you the lucky charm the whole time...she tried helping you and teased you....you pun and tease her all the time...your still an adorable bugboy and I love you

-Marinette is so extra when summoning her cataclysm...I love it.Though she could've thought about the idea of cataclysming a sentimonster a bit longer...she's still a queen and I love her

-Adrien getting to explain cataclysming a sentmoster is a nice contrast to her explaing the lucky charm

-That wink Lady Noir gave Misterbug that just gave me a lot of life

-Reflekta is the first Akuma to ask for help nakwsnkwwk

-And again she helped him by reminding him to catch the akuma in a teasing tone

-Idk why but Adrien catching an Akuma and saying Marinette's catchphrases was so awesome

-Adrien admitting and understanding why LB never jokes around is some character developement we stan!Untill the writers decide to take that way that is but y'know

-Marinette admitting that she's happy to have a little less responsibilty for once hurts my heart like the girl has so much responsibilty and stress an in the end it always depends on her to fix thing and she just needs a break and a hug...

-Them working our a plan was great.It showed how well they work together and just ugh,kiss already you idiots!

-Gabriel goddamnit why are you letting her use the damn Miraculous god jesus

-Dusuu is absolutely adorable and I love her

-oh...rip Nathalie

-Oh the reunion with their kwamis was so sweet holy cow my heart is gonna explode

-And here I go again becoming salty,like Marinette should not have been the one to apolagize.It should have been Alya,to both Juleka and Marinette.Alya way the one being rude,pushy,disrespecrful ans inconsidered.But oh well of course it's always Mari's fault...

-Adrien and Girlsquad are the Brotp

Anyway overall I love Reflekdoll so much.It absolutely is my favourite episode.From Juleka/Luka sibling moment,being able to relate so strongly to Juleka,Mayura's transformation,the Kwami swap untill the end I loved the episode,despite being salty here and their but you can't expect me to watch a mlb episode and not be salty

[gothamghostwhispers]

Artem checks all of them for new injuries and silently seethes seeing the handprint.

But their rage isn’t helpful right now, so they take a breath to settle back into a more calmed emotional state.

“I’m going to fill out the paperwork but is there anything you need or want for the house? We can get it on the way”

Artem and BB arrive at the police station to collect the kids

They all sitting outside the commissioners office. Jonna is in a wheelchair and has some bruises on her arm, including a large hand shaped one. Sophia looked normal at least, and Abbas’s was swinging her feet.

[gothamghostwhispers]

Artem settles on their meditation mat. An array of crystals were set in a matrix around them, designed to help them have more accurate visualizations.

Closing their eyes they start by looking within and clearing their mind.

Within them, they can see their magic. Their magic flows a silvery blue, burbling up from their being. There’s some shimmers of greens mixed in under their internal fount that was not there the last time they meditated. But the last time they took the time to visualize with their meditation… was probably before the proposal.

Attention shifted, they feel the ring. A green energy with flecks of red radiates and swirls densely around the ring, the beams swirling around them. Beau described it as the power of a city but it feels more apt to call it a small star of magical energy resting on their finger.

The magic is familiar, warm and safe. Just like… Their attention shifts again to the protective spell Beau placed on them when taking their father’s name. It swirls around them still, but it’s fainter, more like a shimmering haze around them than the glowing cloud wrapped around them before. Interesting that it’s there at all with their father’s passing..

Attention shifting again they notice how the ring and spell both seem to twist outward. Artem follows their path and they’re surprised they didn’t notice before.

The twisting braid of magic swirling out. Some threads are a pure green or silvery blue but most are a blend of the colors. They touch the mass curiously, and an overwhelming wave of familiar warmth and love can be felt touching the magical… bond? Tether? They aren’t sure but touching it feels like being held close by Beau.

They look closer towards the center everything is coiled tightly together becoming more like a cord than individual threads of magic. There’s several loose strands that could be touched, and even a a pair of purple and yellow threads that doesn’t look like Beaus magic or their own spiraling around the bond.

Unable to hold their curiosity they pluck one of the blue strings. Their own voice rings out in their mind “But you don’t have to figure it out alone yeah?”

That was… part of the conversation they had with Beau when they took him to get blood drawn…..

they reach out to pluck a vibrant green thread, only to hear Beaus voice echo in their mind “if you ever want anything in this world I'd stop at nothing to get it for you”

Artem can feel a blush spread across their cheeks… is this… the promises they made together? Magic from the ring and the protective spell are also mixed in though… so perhaps this is all the magic that flows between Beau and them? Either way it’s beautiful.

They wonder if there’s any other bonds like this and their attention shifts again to another silvery blue strand, this one not a part of the braid.

They reach out and pluck that string, curious as to what it could be. Their voice rings in their mind again. “I’m still pretty new to the whole parenting thing but.. I promise I’m going to keep learning and try to get better at it” that was from the conversation with Jonna.. That’s interesting… they hadn’t realized that promise had been magically binding.

They don’t regret it though.

They already intended to keep that promise, even if no magic was involved. They wonder why it was though…

Their attention shifts yet again to the very walls of their home brightly glowing and pulsating swirls of blue and green, with red flecks throughout. Ah. Yes. That. That would do it wouldn’t it….

They open their eyes, feeling a new sense of understanding.

[ @bugboi-of-gotham @gotham-its-too-early-for-this ]

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Simon Makes Some Bad Decisions - Character Post

Precircus Name: Simon Mallory Circus Name: Silhouette Secondary Alias: Aleksander (Given and always used by Yelena) Gender: Male (he/him) Species: Shadow Man, Human Origin Titles: Silhouette Anon Powers: Teleportation via shadows, minor shapeshifting, telepathy maybe, otherwise unspecified Skills and other notes: Excellent manipulator, very fancy, uses a gun as his preferred weapon. Good at poetry, likes to read. Redeemed villain, and has more than paid for his crimes, seeing as the circus…is how it is. Can perfectly mimic voices. Partner: Yelena Best friends: Mix and Carbine Sisters: Alice Mallory, Alpenglow (adoptive) Enemies: Sun, Zachariah Woods, Kopi “It’s complicated”: Zombie Murder victim: Zachariah Woods Ex: Mix Mod: Mod Soup (@silhouette-anon) Art credits: Soup

Precircus Name: Isaac Brennan Circus Name: Mix Gender: Transmasc (he/him) Species: Butterfly Humanoid, Human Origin Titles: Bartender Powers: Supernaturally pain tolerance. Skills and other notes: Incredibly anxious. Terrified of guns. Excellent at mixology. His skin is made of something like glass. Gets distracted by flowers. The butterfly thing is a side effect from a reversed abstraction. Partner: Carbine Best friends: Silhouette, Yelena Friends: Dusk, Sun Adoptive Daughter/Sister (it’s unclear): Elida Doyle Enemies: Kopi Exes: Drunk Anon, Silhouette Mod: @sh4tt3rg1rl (Xeya/Basil/Xeyshattersiltav1a) Art credits: Basil, Elsewhere (respectively) Design note: His current design is currently being worked on, so instead you get OG mix and my whiteboard doodle. This will be changed.

Name: Yelena Gender: Female (she/her) Species: Loch Dragoness/pseudo-mermaid, Human Origin Titles: Spellcaster, Healer, “Mermaid”. Powers: Water manipulation, limited shapeshifting (including wings), spellcasting (healing magic specifically), able to summon a trident-staff, water-breathing, otherwise unspecified. Skills and other notes: She’s something of a singer, and was a professional mermaid while human. Ukrainian. Enjoys books and poetry. Partner: Silhouette (she calls him Aleksander) Best friends: Carbine, Mix Mentor: Lady Guinevere Enemies: Kopi Exes: Charles (presumed deceased), three other unnamed guys. Only her relationship with Charlie was healthy and ended on good terms. Mod: @the-moth-from-elsewhere Art credits: All of these are Picrews. She does not currently have a reference image.

Name: Carbine Real name: Nikolai Gender: Male (he/him) Species: GUN- /j. I think he’s some kind of code being. Unknown origin. Titles: None Powers: Dev Console Shenanigans (“The Terminal”) Skills and other notes: Russian. Owns silhouette’s soul. Unclear Origin. Partner: Mix Best friends: Yelena, Silhouette Brother: Artemis/Kepler Enemies: Kopi, Kepler Mod: @master-dealmaker Art credits: Soup and blepxiee, respectively

Precircus Name: Zachariah Woods Circus name: Zombie Gender: Male (he/him) Species: Zombie. The floor here is made of floor. Human origin. Titles: Deputy, Zombie Anon Powers: Gun. Skills and other notes: Excellent at shooting, doesn’t remember himself before the circus. Does NOT know why people are so terrified of him all the time. So sick and tired of the circus chaos. Partner: Skeleton anon Murderer: Silhouette Mod: Soup Art credits: Soup

Name: Alice Mallory Gender: Female (she/her) Species: Human, not digital Titles: none Powers: None Skills and other notes: Aspiring writer and artist. Went missing years ago. There is a theory that she and Northa are the same person, but nobody truly knows. Assumed dead. Brother: Silhouette Best friend: ElidaMod: Soup Art Credits: Soup

Name: Elida Doyle Gender: Female (she/her) Species: Human child, not digital. Titles: Deceased Powers: None Skills and other notes: Talented ballerina. Died when she and Mix got in a car crash. Adoptive Family: Mix Mother: Lilith Doyle Best friend: Alice Mod: @/sh4tterg1rl Art credits: @/sh4tterg1rl

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Ten Years Later, Part 2: I Shouldn’t Have

Author: Nat / @idontgiveaflyinggrayson69

Requested: Yes – Anonymous X2

Tagging: @habblez-the-babblez @thisismysecrethappyplace @ashwarren32 @laughwhenwefall @ladyloggy @ariminiria @theblackqueen-ofmyheart @bugboy-and-icegirl @disagreetoagree @aw-hawkeye

Fandom: Aquaman

Relationship: Established; Arthur Curry x Reader

Summary: Arthur sees his son for the first time in ten years.

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: Pain.

Disclaimer: (S/N) = son’s name

Link to Part 1

You pulled back from the hug after a few minutes and brought your hand up to stroke his face. Arthur melted into your touch, bringing his hand up to cover your own before pressing a kiss to the inside of your wrist.

You smiled at him and slowly retracted your hand before stepping back inside the house. “Come on.” You whispered to him.

Arthur nodded and stepped inside after you, closing the door behind him. Arthur took a deep breath and looked around him. The inside of the house had changed a lot in the last ten years. The walls had been re-painted, new floors, and photos that were hung when he was there had been replaced.

What had been wedding photos of you and him were now photos of a little boy with shoulders length curly brown hair and his mother’s eyes.

Arthur’s eyes watered and he felt a lump in his throat that he couldn’t swallow away. His son had grown into a beautiful boy, a perfect mix of you and him. Arthur’s eyes looked over all the photos, finding a story of his son from when he was a toddler to what he could only guess to be present.

Arthur stepped towards what he believed to be the most recent photo and brought his hand up to trace over his face.

When Arthur left to save Atlantis and the world, his son was three. Now he was finally back home and his son had grown into a young man at thirteen. Arthur had missed so much and he knew that, most likely, his son wouldn’t remember him.

The thought that his son, the reason he had left in the first place, the person he loved most on the planet, wouldn’t know who he was or what he had done for him, hurt Arthur beyond expression.

You felt your eyes water as you watched him. You couldn’t imagine how he felt coming back to his family after so long to see them moved on without him.

And you had taken off your wedding ring years ago, the weight of it was too much to bear; but, now that Arthur was standing in your home, the emptiness of your ring finger felt too heavy.

“How is (S/N)?” Arthur asked softly.

“He’s good. He’s a trouble maker like his dad.” You whispered, your throat tight with tears.

Arthur nodded and let his hand fall to his side. “What did you tell him?”

You felt a tear run down your cheek and you quickly wiped it away. “I uh, I told him that you had to go, that you didn’t have a choice. That you left to keep him safe.” More tears fell as you spoke.

Arthur closed his eyes at your words, a tear escaping his eye. “We can’t cry in Atlantis. My mother used to say that ’the ocean wipes away our tears.’” Arthur whispered and wiped his eyes before turning around to face you.

The two of you looked at each other with red eyes.

“I’m sorry.” You whispered and turned away from him.

Arthur quickly walked into the adjacent kitchen where you were and hesitantly cupped your shoulders. “You have nothing to be sorry for.”

You shook your head, but remained silent, unable to find your voice. Arthur pulled you back to his chest and let you cry, his hand running up and down your back to soothe you, his own tears falling.

“I’m so sorry, Arthur.” You whispered against his chest.

“Why?” He asked you softly. You had nothing to be sorry for and that was something both of you knew. He was the one that left you.

You pulled back from him to look at him, your cheeks stained with tears. “I let… I let him hate you.” Your voice was nothing more than a broken whisper by the end of the sentence.

Arthur furrowed his brows. “What do you mean?”

You shook your head, more tears falling. You stepped away from him and wiped your eyes. “You were gone for a decade. When he was young, it was …easier. He bought whatever I told him. But… as he got older… he didn’t believe it. You left him and he hates you for that and I let him… I’m so sorry, Arthur.” You explained, tears freely falling.

Arthur’s heart dropped to his feet at your words.

Arthur thought that his son not knowing who he was would be the worst thing; but, he was wrong. The worst thing was having his son know who he was and hating every fiber of who he was. And Arthur understood. He, too, hated his mother for leaving him for a long time.

Arthur closed his eyes and gripped the counter before he nodded. “It’s okay.”

“I shouldn’t have.” You whispered with a shake of your head and reached out to him. “I didn’t know what to do, I thought—“ You bit your lip, not finishing your sentence.

Arthur opened his eyes. “You thought what?” He asked you softly.

“I thought that you weren’t coming back…” You breathed, unable to meet his eyes.

Arthur stepped forwards, cupping your face and lifting your face to meet his eyes. “It’s okay. I understand.”

And Arthur truly did. His mother had left with the promise of returning and she didn’t. He knew exactly what you were feeling, he had lived through it before.

And it was at that moment that the front door opened. “Mom? I’m home!”

You gasped, turning quickly to look at the clock. 3:40pm. Right on time. And Arthur swallowed, his eyes wide.

(S/N) could see Arthur’s back from the entry way and hesitantly walked into the kitchen where he found both of you with red eyes.

“Mom?” He asked softly.

You opened and closed your mouth unable to find your voice.

(S/N) turned to face Arthur and swallowed, his eyes running over Arthur’s body as his expression hardened.

“Oh.” He said coldly. “Finally came back, huh? Finally ready to be a dad? Well, too late.”

(S/N) turned around and quickly walked out of the kitchen and out the front door, slamming the door behind him.

Arthur took a deep breath, more tears falling. You looked at Arthur and opened and closed your mouth before swallowing.

“I have to.” You whispered softly before running after your son, leaving Arthur in the kitchen alone, just like he had spent the last ten years.

[gothamghostwhispers]

Artem nods.

“When things are cooled off we’ll all talk, for now-”

They hold him closer, taking long measured breathes.

“Breathe with me hun, you’ll pass out if you keep breathing like that”

“Alvi”

The manors kitchen is rather large, Artem is pulling a screaming kettle into a cup filled with dried Artems Rose petals,

Meanwhile the cup across from them is still empty, and several options for tea are pulled out near that cup, including a jar labeled artems rose.

“Hey Alvi” they smile to their friend

“Pick whichever kind of tea you’d like, we have a lot of options now”

They take a sip of their tea with a content looking smile “So how are you?”

"You too?"

Alvi voice was uncharacteristically solemn. It hadn't been very long since Art offered the same food. Did the two talk? The beginning of something like hatred unfurled in his stomach.