#LIKE SHES WHAT MAKES THE COMIC INTRESTING

[sethdomain]

can i shadow post about one popular mlb comic that has the most stale dogwater writing ever thats too much of a pussy to give any of the character character developtment and has dogshit take about a specific character thats fuckign terribly demonized because of misogny and yet they still take that route instead of not taking it making the most stale story nothing puke filled story same as the fukcing show

[itsohh]

Flying Too Close to the Sun

AN: Female reader, I wrote this before the comic came out but made some adjustments for it to kinda fit.

Summary: After leaving Rainbow years prior, Sam brings you back to help with the Deimos situation. As as warden your there to make sure he stays contained but things end up far messier than you exspect when he takes an intrest in you.

Word count: 6746

Warnings: Dubcon, noncon bondage, smut

Masterlist AO3

Greece 2020 

“All I ask is that you give it a go-” 

“No!” You threw our hands up into the air. Sam's eyes remained on you as he watched from the corner of the room. His arms were folded and he leaned against the wall. Your relationship with the man was rather new and fresh. Sam had only known you for a short while whereas Harry had known you since you arrived at Rainbow years prior. 

Harry's face seemed rather controlled but there was a certain edge to his voice. He was aware that one wrong move could affect everything. Usually, you were so open-minded, he had expected this resilience from someone like Taina but not you. 

“This is too much Harry. Our job was never made for an audience, to be blasted over huge screens. It wasn't made for civilians to see. How many thousands would know us?” You pointed out the window to the rest of the stadium. “Our enemies get a perfect view into our skills, our weaknesses, our numbers, our faces- everything.”

“I assure you, all of that has been accounted for. Every person that comes through those gates will have been background checked but if it would make you more comfortable perhaps we could change your uniform and name.”

“No. I've made my mind up here. I think it's time that I head home. Rainbow’s been a great place for me and I've learnt a lot but I think it's better that I put this information to good use back home.” You pulled some paper from inside your jacket and placed it on the table. 

It was now clear that you had made your mind up before speaking to Harry. 

“I understand.” Harry nodded and took the paper from you. 

“If you ever need me in the future for something proper, don't hesitate to call.” You looked towards Sam for a moment. “But something tells me you shouldn't need to. You have quite the team here.”

-

 England 2024

The umbrella above you protected you from the sun's harsh rays. In front of you was a glass of juice and a bowl of hot chips. Your sunglasses helped with the sun and you didn't look up when someone sat down from across you. 

Sam Fisher. 

“Long time no see.” You pushed the chips towards him and he promptly took one. “Heard about Harry, my condolences.”

“Yeah, thanks. Saw you're doing well.”

“Well for this kind of work but I assume you didn't call me all this way just for small talk.”

Sam placed a folder on the table and slid it over to you. You wiped the salt from your fingers and picked it up. 

“Gerald Morris…” You muttered the name under your breath, only loud enough for Sam to barely hear. 

Your eyes absorbed all the information in front of you as you leaned back on your chair. All the meanwhile Sam dug into the food. 

“So you got him, sounds like it took a lot but you did. Why call me?” You slapped the folder shut and placed it back on the table. 

“Aside from our newer operators, you're more detached from the situation. I imagine he knows less about you than anyone else.” Sam leaned back and your brows narrowed.

“I'm your wildcard?”

“So to speak. Harry always knew you would have your part to play one day and I believe it's this.”

“And what is this Sam?” 

“...Rainbow is split about his presence. There's a very real possibility that someone may take justice into their own hands which is exactly what he wants.” He let out a sigh and rubbed his face. 

“I want to assign him to your care.”

“My care? I'm not going to be babysitting a terrorist.” Your eyes cast down for a second. “Besides, he could easily overpower me.”

“Not like that.” He placed another folder on the table that you took. 

“Azami. She joined after you left-”

“-Private sector? I didn’t realize you guys were hiring mercs…” You muttered, your disapproval obvious. 

“Rainbow's purpose has changed over the years. When did you join?” It was an answer Sam already knew but you answered him regardless. 

“2018. Amelia brought me along due to my marksmanship experience in urban settings.”

“Integral skills to have when the outbreak claimed more territory. Skills you shared with the rest of the team and in turn, they shared their skills with you. The same can go with cases like Azami in the private sector. She has her own unique experience.”

“Alright alright, I get it. Why do you bring her up then?”

“She's one of the people we are concerned about. She's been going to the holding facility more and more.”

“You're worried she will kill him in custody?”

“Her and several other operatives. I don't think they will but I can't discredit the possibility. I want you to make sure that never happens. Gustave feels the same.”

“What makes you think I won't just kill him? I mean I wasn't super close to Harry but he was still a friend.” 

He tossed a chip in his mouth and sat there for a moment. “You won't.”

-

Rainbow had changed a lot since you left which meant you received a completely different dorm room than you used to have. Not that it really mattered, you had taken everything personal with you. The new room you received was one of the ones in the holding facility. It wasn't a dorm room but its own special room. You had one job and that was clear. In a way, you were like a warden to Gerald and Gerald only. 

You had to admit, the room was rather secure. It was a safe room in a sense. Sure you didn't have the best views or anything but that hardly mattered when you were so close to a man that would most definitely kill you at any opportunity.

In all honesty, you didn't bring much with you. While you knew that Sam might need your help for a while you figured eventually you leave again and it was best not to get too attached. A knock at the door had you stand up from the bed. 

You opened it to find Sam standing there with clothes in his hands. They were neatly folded and had a couple of things balanced on top. 

“What's this?” You asked. 

He placed the pile on your desk. “New ID.” He waved it and snapped it on the table. 

“Uniform.” 

You looked towards the Ghosteyes uniform and cocked a brow. 

“Thought I was just going on guard duty.”

“Need an excuse to be here officially, wear it or don't at least have the ID with you. “

You took the ID and clipped it to your current shirt. It was a slightly faded black shirt with NZSAS printed across. The shirt didn't have any pockets so you clipped it to your slightly stretched collar. 

Sam carried a sort of understanding look with you. The pair of you hadn't known each other very long before you left Rainbow but there was a sort of mutual understanding that was shared. Trust. Why he trusted you was beyond your understanding, perhaps it was something that Harry said to him before he died. 

“This here is your pager.” 

“Pager?”

“No one's to go into Deimos’s holding without you there to supervise. That includes team leaders. Your job is to make sure that Deimos is there and alive.” 

“Alright.”

“All the team leaders know your back but not everyone else does.” 

Just as you were about to reply the pager started to beep and Sam tilted his head to the side for a second. 

“Better get moving then.”

-

Sam briefed you on how interrogations were still ongoing even if they admittedly didn't get very far. The room that Deimos was restricted to was rather large but rather empty. It was by no means a great place to stay but it wasn't inhumane. “Eliza, long time no see.” 

“Icarus.” She didn't quite smile but there was a level of familiarity that the pair of you shared. “I'm glad that out of everyone Sam brought you back.”

“Well, when he begged me how could I say no?” You walked up to the door and flashed your ID against the reader and the door opened with a click.

“Interrogation?”

“Yeah, doing it here.”

You opened the door for her and nodded. “Be my guest. The door closed behind you and you leaned against it. Eliza was the one to approach the man who was lying on his bed. Through the glass, you could see everything. His legs were leisurely up and he had a book in his hand. By the sight of it, it seemed he only had one book and had most definitely read it a few times already. 

He wasn't quick to talk to Eliza but there was a pause in his movement when his face turned towards you. 

“Well, now there's a face I didn't expect to see. Here I thought you were the one person who had managed to escape Rainbow.” He scoffed and sat up. “Just another one of Harry's puppets then.” 

“I get why Sam brought me on board.” You muttered to Eliza.

“Sam bring you on board? And why is that sweetheart?” 

“To make sure I don't kill you.” Eliza loomed over the man but he just let out a laugh. 

“Can't trust your own people? Can't say I blame him.” 

-

So became the rhythm of your babysitting job. It didn't end up being too bad, as Deimos was often let out of his cage for training. A weird thing but it seemed to get a few results even if it was at the cost of morale. 

Then it happened. The alarm. A blaring alarm that rang halfway through the night. You bolted awake and grabbed what you deemed necessary. Your ID and your guns. Your usual Barrett on your shoulder and a revolver on your side. The cold concrete floor did little to hinder your speed as you made your way towards Deimos’s room. 

To your relief when you arrived he was still there, the same way he always was. On that damn bed. You clicked the door open and grabbed a pair of cuffs from outside of his room. “On your knees Gerald.”

“First name basis are we?” He scoffed and turned to you. Not one for his games, you aimed the gun at his leg. 

“I was told to keep you alive- not in healthy shape. Now be a good boy and follow instructions.” 

“You’re playing with fire girl.” He finally swung his legs over the side of the bed. 

“Hands behind your back.” He followed your instructions and you were quick to cuff him. 

“Going somewhere?” He asked. 

“No.” You locked the door from the inside and found your spot behind him. You pulled the gun from your back and he made a small sound. 

“Nice pyjamas girly. We should swap sometime.”

“They say you never talk much in interrogations and yet ever since I've been here I can never get you to shut up.” You hissed. 

He let out a laugh. “You? Oh you I like. Such a fire, never afraid to say it how it is. A real shame you came back to Rainbow. Here I thought I wouldn't have to put you in the ground like the rest of your group.”

“For starters-” You locked your gun in place and steadied it over his shoulder. “I'm not part of Rainbow. I'm doing this as a favour. And secondly, you think you're ever leaving this hell hole your dead wrong.”

“Oh sweetheart, I don't have to leave here to watch you all die. It's already begun.”

“Yes yes, your going to kill us all. Cool story, now don't move.” 

The pair of you stayed like that for five minutes before you heard it. The massive explosion that burst the door into smithereens but done in a way that would protect anyone inside. 

Out from the dust, someone appeared- someone you didn't recognise. Without hesitation, you pulled the trigger and Deimos deliberately bumped his shoulder up. It was something you had predicted. 

“I told you not to move.”

“Your aim was off.” He spoke innocently with a nonchalant voice. 

“Yes because I figured you would pull some shit like that.” 

His chuckle vibrated next to you and he slightly leaned his head towards you. “I swear to god Deimos…”

“Have I been anything but the model prisoner?” His voice was mocking and came out as a purr. 

Even though it wasn't necessary, you removed the mag and reloaded. The movements were intentionally harsh to jolt around Deimos before you slammed the gun down on his shoulder again. 

The small grunt he made when you did so didn't go unnoticed and the corner of your lips curled up. The great thing about the design of the holding area was that in order for someone to reach you they would be forced to come down the very long hallway. 

You cursed when a bunch of smoke rolled into the hallway and filled the room. Unlike Timur, you were unable to see through it and your jaw clenched. 

Thankfully Deimos stayed quiet and allowed you to focus. Any movement you saw you were to shoot on, your ears listened for the movement in the smoke but just as they neared you a familiar suppressed gun went off. 

The smoke started to clear and you were quick to start your fire. Precise singular shots were all you needed. The bodies dropped to the ground and a moment passed. The smoke fully cleared and you started to stand up from your spot behind Deimos. “Do hurry back.” 

You rolled your eyes and met your savoir at the door. “Taina. Good to see you on your feet.” 

“Icarus.” She nodded your way and approached the open door. 

“Thanks for the backup, you did a good flank.” 

“Not that you needed it huh?” Deimos mouthed off behind you. Strangely, it was a little flattering he thought so highly of you but then again perhaps he was being sarcastic. It was hard to know with a man like him. 

“How's the rest of the base?”

“On high alert, they broke through the east side as a distraction but things are quickly coming under control. I can handle him if you need a moment.” Taina offered as her eyes scanned your rather under-dressed outfit. 

“I'm good, you stay up ahead.” You politely smiled. 

“Are you sure? Deimos is… be careful around him.” 

“I always am.” Despite your refusal, you noticed her foot still crept into the room. 

“He's a bastard and a liar. Don't trust a word he says.”

At her tone, your hand went to the side arm that you had strapped on your hip. Immediately Taina noticed how you went for the revolver and her brows narrowed. 

Still, your hand hovered there. “Taina just go.”

“Are you planning to do something?” She accused. 

“No- I'm not. But your hesitancy to leave is making me worried. I appreciate the help I do but please just go up ahead.”

“No.”

At her refusal, you pulled the revolver out and aimed it at her. “Don't make this harder.”

“Why are you so protective of him?”

“Because it's my job. Sam's orders, shoot anyone who may kill Deimos. He wants him alive and gods above help me. Don't back me into a corner here Cav.”

Then she took a step back and put her hands up. “I understand. I just wanted to see where your loyalty lay.” She nodded your way and disappeared away from the room. 

A sigh of relief escaped your lips as you found your way back to behind Deimos and ran a hand through your hair. 

“All this fuss for little ol’ me…” 

“Shut the fuck up, Gerald.” 

-

After Taina left you didn't see anyone else for about half an hour. Not until Eliza showed up with Sam in tow. “Didn't secure him down?” She cocked a brow at you. 

“If he runs I shoot out his ankles.” You could feel Deimos’s gaze on you. “Jobs to keep him alive not keep him walking.”

“Heard that you had an altercation with Taina.”

“I don't take chances.”

Eliza gave you a single nod and looked towards Sam for a moment. 

A silent conversation took place between the pair of them before Sam spoke up. “Go get some rest. We can take care from here.” 

Your tense shoulders dropped slightly and you nodded in response. “Will do.”

-

A week later you lay in your bed, eyes trained on the ceiling. Each breath was long and drawn out. Despite your clock reading three in the morning you couldn't help but lie there completely awake. 

There wasn't any logical reason to back up that gut feeling that formed and festered in your chest. A tightness that had your entire body tense. Something wasn't right. After giving up and finally getting to your feet you snatched your phone off the side table. 

You pulled on an old hoodie and dumped your phone in the pocket. A torch and your revolver were the next two things on the agenda. Mentally you promised yourself, just one check-up on the man and then you would go back to sleep. 

There hadn't been any alarms and Deimos had seemed the same annoying self when you had last seen him. It was beyond any logic that something would be going on. 

Your slippers made little sound on the polished floor as you made your way by torchlight. The way to Deimos’s room had long since been ingrained in your mind even though he changed rooms. 

Yet when you neared you weren't met with the darkness of his asleep. The door that spanned the long hallway was open and a small crack of light escaped it. You turned off the light from your torch and slipped out of your slippers. Slowly you crept down it, your hand flexed and curled around the hammer of the revolver. 

Then you saw them. Jessica, you believed her name was. She was part of IT staff. There was something connected to the electronic card reader and his door was open. Their voices were hushed to the point where you couldn't hear them. Without hesitation, you pressed the silent alarm on the wall. 

The door behind you swung closed and locked. The sound drew their attention and the first thing you saw was Jessica's face, then it was the pistol in her hand. 

A large bang echoed through the rooms and she fell to the ground with a hiss. There wasn't a single hesitation in your movement. The shot had caught her directly between the eyes and her body crumbled to the ground instantly. 

Deimos ducked behind the thick doorframe out of view. “You never should have got out of bed sweetheart.” His voice was a mocking purr. 

“Stay in your room, Gerald.”

“Room? This cell? I don't think so.” 

Something flew from the inside of his room and you swore out and covered your eyes as the flashbang went off. Disorientated, you stumbled when you felt a sudden impact. His hand wrapped around your wrist and slammed it against the wall. Despite the pain that had you gasp out, your tightened and your finger pulled the trigger. 

You slammed your head forward against his and went to knee him. Yet when your knee made contact one of his hands grabbed your thigh while he used your off balance and the weight of his body to force you onto the ground. 

Again he slammed your wrist but this time against the ground. Two more times and your grip loosened enough to fall from your grasp. Deimos snatched your gun and you went deathly still when the barrel pressed against the bottom of your jaw. 

“Nice gun you got here. LFP586, one shot from this and there's no coming back from it. Can't help but wonder where you got this.”

Silence stayed between the pair of you when you didn't answer him. He let out a small chuckle and you could practically hear the rolls in his eyes as he spoke. 

“You can talk I won't bite. Where'd you get the gun girly?”

“A bunch of operators use it. I don't know why you're surprised.”

He let out a tut. “Now it's rather a standard issue in GIGN but you're not GIGN are you? I can't recall such a weapon being on NZSAS’s artillery.” 

You swallowed and pressed your lips together. It was actually rather good that he was talking, perhaps you could stall enough time for someone to show up. 

“Now, last time- because I hate repeating myself, why does a girl like you have a gun like this?” 

“It was a gift. I've always preferred accuracy over quantity.”

“A gift huh?” You felt him twist the gun against your skin as he looked at it. “It seen a lot of combat hasn't it? Who gifted it to you?”

“Gustave did.” The words were a whisper on your lips. 

“Why?”

“A thank you from when we worked together in New Mexico.” 

“Oh, I heard all about that. Viral outbreak wasn't it? So much fuss.”

Your eyes shot to his and your lips sealed. It was classified information. He could be bluffing about it but the thought that he had such classified information has your heartbeat quicken. 

“Well I'm not one to steal a gift so let's say thank you for letting me borrow it.”

“Mind the kick. I'm sure the recoil is something new for you.” You spat the words out with venom but that just seemed to make the man happier. 

“ Now there's that fire I love. ” He grabbed you by the middle of your hoodie and pulled you off the ground. With the gun pressed against your head, you didn't dare try to get out of his grasp. Anyone else you might had but not Deimos. He was far too unpredictable and you couldn't lie that he was far better at hand-to-hand combat than you were. 

The door cracked open and you looked towards the silhouette. “Looks like someone else came to play. Nap time birdy.” Deimos voice was barely a warning before the hammer of your gun slammed against your head. 

-

Would have it been better if you stayed in bed? 

A groan left your lips as you woke up. Despite your arms being restricted behind your back you were able to sit up from your lain form. “Perfect timing to wake up.”

Slowly you blinked a few times and turned toward the voice. Deimos placed a tray on the ground next to you. In a surprising amount of gentleness, he pressed his fingers against your head. It was directed where he had hit you. The flash of pain had a hiss escape from your lips as you pulled it away from his touch. 

“It's bruised but you can handle that.” 

You glared at the man as he crouched in front of you. “I'd like my gun back now thanks.” The words were gritted from your teeth and while you knew he wouldn't return the gun it was more of an expression of how you felt more than anything. 

“I'm afraid your colleagues dealt with that when I decided to stretch my legs. You're lucky you got out in one piece.” 

He sat down on the floor properly and leaned in. “Trust me, I thought you would be a good little hostage but they were rather determined to stop me even if it meant taking you down with me.”

He picked up a chip from the plate and brought it to your lips. “You should be thanking me really.”

“Fuck you. Bastard. They were right to try and kill you.”

“Even if it meant killing you in the process?” 

“Yes.” Your lips snapped shut as he held it there.

“Open up sweetheart.” 

You glared at the man in response. With a huff, he removed the mask from his face and placed it on the ground next to him. His lips parted and he slipped the chip between them. All the while he kept eye contact. He bit into it and slowly chewed before he swallowed. 

“See, I wouldn't try and poison you.”

“Who said I thought it was poisoned? Maybe I'm not hungry.”

“It's been two days. Eat.” 

“You knocked me out for two days?!”

“No. I sedated you for easier handling and now it's finally worn off.” His voice was rather nonchalant and it wasn't until you jerked your head away that his stance tensed. 

“I don't know why you bothered. I'm not going to tell you squat even if I did know anything.” You hissed. 

Deimos chuckled and his hand reached for your face. His thumb gently stroked your cheek while his eyes roamed over the rest of your face. 

“Oh, I know you won't. There's not a thing in this world that you could say about Rainbow that I don't already know.”

“Then why bother at all? Why not just leave me there or kill me?”

“I'll tell you a secret little birdy.” He leaned in closer and his voice grew quiet. Not that it changed much, it was only the pair of you in the room. “I've grown rather fond of you and I think I'll keep you.”

Blood drained from your face as your lips grew dry. The realization hit you that you had no type of leverage against the man. If he wanted information at least you could hold out on that. 

“The feelings not mutual. I'd rather die.” 

Again he laughed and tutted at you. “Now sweetheart I don't think that's entirely true. If there's one thing I can do it's read someone and you’re an open book. You can deny it all you like but I think the feeling is rather mutual even if you can't say it.” 

“Fuck you!” You slammed your head forward against him. He let out a grunt and fell back. In his dazed state, you were quick to move. You rocked your body and jumped to your feet. With your hands secured around your back there wasn't much you would be able to do. Lucky enough the cuffs were just long enough for you to jump over them like a backwards skipping rope. 

You pounced on the man and used the chain to strangle him. To stop him from flipping you over, you leaned back and let gravity control your body. Deimos clawed at the chain for a second before his head suddenly flicked back and he went prone on the ground. The movement was quick enough for him to slip from your chain and recover. 

You stumbled back and readied yourself for his retaliation as he got to his feet. Deimos clicked his neck side to side but he didn't seem overly upset, instead, he seemed rather amused. 

A knife flashed from him and you took a step back to create a gap between the pair of you. “That wasn't very nice.” He clicked his tongue.

The knife swiped down and you used the joint of the cuffs to parry it. It collided with a loud metallic sound that had your eyes go wide as he pushed down. A grunt left your lips, the man was far stronger than he looked. 

The bastard had the nerve to wink at you before he twisted the blade. It coiled the chain around it and he yanked you towards him. Anticipating your forced movement towards him, he tapped the back of your neck and forced you against the wall. He untangled the knife and slipped it up so it rested against your neck. 

He stood behind you and sandwiched you between the wall. The warmth of his chest pressed against your back and you could feel his breath against your ear. “They'll come for you Gerald.” You cursed his name. 

“Rainbow?” He laughed and pressed against you harder. “How long did it take them the first time? Your presence changes nothing. Well, for them anyway.”

“What the fuck does that mean?”

“To me, your presence changes everything. ”

His knife trailed down against your throat until it reached your chest. It was pressed just hard enough to cut into the fabric.

“You're sick.” Your teeth were glued together and you didn't dare to move. Deimos’s lips brushed against your ear and for a moment you swore he kissed just beneath it. 

“No, no, no. You see, I'm very good at picking up people's micro-expressions and I know you. In the last few weeks, I've learnt to know you very well. Like I said, I don't think you hate this as much as you say. I reckon if I were to dip my fingers into that cunt of yours it would be soaking-”

“Fuck you!”

The knife suddenly tore through the rest of your shirt and you managed to clutch your shirt together. 

“As I was saying. If I found you before they did you would have been singing my praise long ago birdy.”

This time when he kissed you, it was far more prevalent. His lips slowly pressed against the side of your neck and slightly sucked on it as he enjoyed the taste of you. 

He pulled the knife away and tucked it back into his sheath before you felt his large hand cover one of yours. It curled around your hand and forced you to grope your breast with him. 

“Don't worry sweetheart. I won't force you to admit it.”

Your breath hitched and he paused his movement. 

“But I'm nothing but a man of honour. You tell me to stop and I will.”

“I've read what you've done. You wouldn't know what honour is if you looked it up in a dictionary.”

“You're probably right but I'm still a man of my word. Stay stop and I will.”

“You're a bastard.” 

His hand pushed yours upward and he replaced them. The inside of his fingers punched your nipple while he continued to palm it. Gerald's hips ground against your ass.

“I'm not hearing a no.” 

You could practically hear his smirk against your skin and when you went to open your mouth all that escaped was a small moan that only egged on him more. 

“Yeah? Do you feel that? Mmm, this is where a girl like you belongs. Pressed against me not worry 'bout anything.” His hand travelled down and didn't hesitate when it reached your pyjama pants. Gerald's hand slipped beyond the waistband and found the prize that was your wet cunt. His fingers slipped against the entrance with ease and started to tease your entrance. 

“Fuckin’ soaked. Was it just me or does being manhandled get you that worked up?”

“I…”

“Shh shh shh. I've got you. you don't have to pretend. It's just us here. Just us.” 

Two fingers curled inside of you but didn't move anymore. For a moment the pair of you just stood there completely still. The gravity of the situation started to dawn on you but you couldn't help the way that your head started to feel dizzy from his scent alone. 

He was such a man who commanded control of every situation. That natural scent was almost overpowering. You hadn't ever really noticed it even when you were in his room but now he was slow close it was impossible to escape. 

Would it stay on you long after his touch was gone? Would it claim you as his? Gerald's fingers retreated from you and you wondered if he had changed his mind. Had he sensed some type of hesitation from you? He pulled back slightly and turned you to face him. 

From there his eyes made contact with yours and he cupped your cheek with his palm. This time it was you who moved. Slowly you moved your hands up and his head tilted ever so slightly. It was obvious that he was interested in what you were doing and didn't make any attempt to stop you. His hand slipped from your face and allowed you to continue raising your hands up. 

You hooked your wrists over his head and rested them on the back of his neck. Carefully, you pulled him into you and his lips Glady made contact with yours. The floodgates opened as Gerald early kissed you. 

His mouth consumed yours in opened mouth gasps and he bent down slightly before he grabbed your thighs and picked you up with ease. Automatically you wrapped your legs around his waist as you lost yourself in his lips. 

Gerald held you there with ease, his hands feeling up your ass as he did so. When your lips parted for air he bit down slightly on your bottom lip and dragged it for a second. That smirk was still on his face. 

Your eyes kept contact while you let out small pants. He shifted your weight so it was more against the wall and allowed himself to hold you up with only one hand. Gerald pulled out that knife again and before you could say a word he sliced through the seams of your crotch. 

“The fact you came to me with no underwear on. Naughty girl.” 

“I'm in my pyjamas- ”

He cut your voice off as he placed the flat blade against your cunt. The coolness had your brain rewire and you let out a small strained sound. His tongue flicked over his teeth and the blade was gone. Gerald paused for a moment and pulled open his belt with ease. 

Then you felt it. You looked down to see his thick cock press against your entrance. The head strained for a second but then it slid in with ease. A shiver spread across your body and you griped onto his shoulders for dear life. You couldn't separate your hands very much and so they brushed against his neck as your nails dug in. 

Your eyes squeezed shut and you threw your head back against the wall as he continued to push in.

“Uh uh ah.” His thumb pushed on your chin. “Look at it. Eyes open sweetheart.” His voice wasn't mocking but one full of authority. It was a command that you obeyed without question. Your eyes looked down to see your cunt swallow his cock up. It took everything he pushed in until he was completely sheathed inside. 

All thoughts had long since left your head as he slightly readjusted himself and grabbed you with both hands again. With his grip secured he pulled you slightly away from the wall so that when he started to move you, your back didn't scrape against the concrete wall. 

There wasn't any warning. One moment you were filled stretched to the brim and then the next moment he was gone only for him to slam back in as he bounced you on his dick. A cry left your mouth and you pulled on his neck with the link. Your face buried in his shoulder as he continued that brutal pace.

Sure you had been fucked before but this was something different. Every bone in your body had turned into putty that he could meld by his will alone. Each time he re-entered it felt as overwhelming and consuming as the first. You swore you could feel him to your very core, all the way up to your chest. 

“I've got you birdy. That's it.” He purred in your ear and continued to praise you but you couldn't hear much due to the pounds of blood that echoed in your ears. 

The pair of you stayed there for god knows how long. Just him fucking you on his cock like a toy. He didn't stop even when you clenched down around him. He didn't stop when tears fell from your eyes and he didn't stop as you gushed around him. 

Gerald successfully managed to drain all energy from you by the time your cunt drained his cock. The kisses he placed on your head afterwards felt distant like he was on another planet. You didn't have the time nor the energy to think about the situation. All you could do was collapse fully limp in his arms.

-

Slowly you opened your eyes. Instead of the cell you had been subjected to, you found yourself rather cozied up in a large bed. For a brief second, you thought it was only a dream but as you blinked and looked around the room you realized you weren't familiar with your surroundings. 

You looked to the side only to see your reflection in a mirror that decorated the wall. In the reflection, you were met with the image of yourself. No longer were you in your pyjamas, instead you had a black shirt on and a pair of sweatpants. The shirt didn't fit quite right and you wondered if it was one of Gerald's. It certainly smelt like it.

The gears turned in your head and your eyes went wide. You saw the figure at the bed next to you and you spun around to see him asleep. The gravity of the situation crushed down on you and you swallowed. Slowly you got up out of the bed and your eyes went to his gun that was placed on his bedside table. 

No way he would leave it out right? It was surely a trap. It would at least be empty right? Either way, it was a weapon. His knife would be better. Yet as you looked on the floor you couldn't find it. 

You tiptoed over to the other side of the bed and silently picked it up. He didn't stir. You flicked open the chamber and your heart raced as you found that there were in fact bullets in there. Just to make sure you pulled back one bullet to check they weren't blanks. 

They weren't. 

“What are you planning to do with that birdy?” 

Your eyes snapped to Gerald. He was propped against the headboard and leaned back against one hand. With the blanket no longer covering him, you could now see his shirtless form. 

You aimed the gun at him and he didn't seem surprised. 

“I should kill you.” You hissed but couldn't stop the slight shake of your hands. Most people wouldn't notice it but he wasn't most people. 

“And why’s that?”

“You killed people.”

“And you haven't?”

“You killed innocents, you killed your own people. You killed Harry.”

“Harry was a cancer to this world. Even you should understand. After all, you left him.”

“Yeah, I left! I didn't fucking kill him for it. You were already gone- hell you killed your own team. You of all people don't have any right to lecture.”

“I did what was right to stop-”

“-You became the very thing you were supposed to stop.” 

Gerald weighed his head and pulled back the blankets from the bed. You took a step back and watched as he got to his feet. 

“Don't move.”

He ignored your command and continued forward until his chest met with the barrel of the gun. He grabbed your hand and instead of pushing your hand away, he pulled it up. The barrel rested against his forehead and he stared intensely into your eyes. 

“If you're going to shoot, you better not miss.”

His hand didn't leave yours though. His thumb rubbed over your knuckles as if he were comforting you. The soft gentle touch was such a contradiction to the rough merciless man he was.

Seconds ticked by until you suddenly pulled back your hand as if his touch burnt you. The corner of his lips curled up and you took a couple of steps back. 

“Not going to shoot?”

“Rainbow wants you alive.”

He laughed and you fled towards the door. “Keep telling yourself that sweetheart.”

“Don't call me that. D-dont follow me.” You yanked the door open and ran out the door. Silently you went down the hallways, careful not to bump into any of his men. Eventually, you found a bathroom and jimmied open the window. You had no idea where you were but anywhere was better than being by his overwhelming presence. 

You only looked over your shoulder once as you fled into the woods. He hadn't followed. 

[canonmisogynyvictimstournament]

PRELIMINARY ROUND - DC COMICS

PROPAGANDA

Cassandra Cain

1.) essentially her character premise is that shes more or less an unbeatable martial artist due to the way she was raised. in the comics, she's the second batgirl and had a very popular solo series from 2000-2006. However, essentially DC editorial really didn't like that a teenage chinese girl was a better hand-to-hand fighter than batman, and so mandated that she be turned into a extremely random (also remarkably racist, as she was more or less turned in a 'dragon lady' stereotype) villain, which completely derailed and destabilized her character enough for her to almost entirely disappear from comics for the next decade. this is a far more detailed write up if wanted: https://www.reddit.com/r/HobbyDrama/comments/pdue0e/american_comicsdc_comics_the_saga_of_cassandra/

2.) Following the events of One Year Later, Cass was turned into a homicidal villain who led her own league of assassins and wanted to force Tim Drake into murdering people. This was later retconned as her being drugged, brainwashed, and manipulated by deathstroke.

3.) Literally canonically a better fighter than Batman and probably most of the DC universe. Killed one person once and because of the way she grew up (never taught to speak, learned to communicate by reading body language, in order to make her the ultimate weapon), saw what he experienced as he died and then refused to ever kill again. Had an awesome initial run… And then got hit with "evil mind control" that made her go completely OOC, depopularizing her character so much that a lot of people don't even know she exists.

Barbara Gordon

1.) Was shot as angst value for Bruce and her dad, implied to be sexually assaulted in The Killing Joke with absolutely no respect for her long career as Batgirl. When Alan Moore asked if he could, the editor said "cripple the bitch." She became paralyzed from the waist down. THankfully, an actually good writer picked her up from there and then wrote one of the best stories ever written (Oracle Year One: Born from Hope). Was one of the most iconic disabled characters in comic book history, hell, as Oracle, she was definitely up there as one of the most iconic disabled characters ever as well as a fantastic character, period. There were a few moments where people kept trying to make things out of her disability and had her be shitty to other women for no reason but for the most part, she was awesome. During her time In 2011, Dan Didio and some other misogynistic/ableist comic book writers were responsible for "curing" her disability and forcing her back into Batgirl, despite her having shown absolutely no desire to do so, as part of the New 52. They also made it an editorial mandate that she couldn't have glasses, a cool secret base, and her time as Oracle couldn't be referenced. This was because those writers were nostalgic for the 60s Batman show where Babs was played by an actress they all had the hots for and couldn't accept she'd grown up and moved on. That was bad enough, but over time, she's been increasingly deaged and reduced even further to just Dick Grayson's on and off again girlfriend and a generic girlboss. Batgirl of Burnsides burn in hell.

2.) Famously fridged in 1988, which was so popular with misogynists it became canon. After almost 2 decades of being one of the only disabled characters, was rebooted to a younger, more fun version of herself whose only history is that she was fridged but not disabled by it.

3.) The Killing Joke is one of the biggest comic examples of a female character getting hurt to motivate male characters. Also tbe way different cannons will trade off who her romantic intrest is out of Batfamily is pretty disturbing ranging from Bruce Wayne in Batman the Animated series universe (ew) to Tim Drake in the Arkham games (ew). Not to mention DC now is not letting her grow out of being Batgirl taking away her legacy of other young female heroes taking up her mantle and her getting to mentor them instead forcing her into a Batgirl cycle of purgatory when she was always better as Oracle (Its a little more complicated in the new Batgirl book but its still not solving the issues in a way that feels meaningful enough to make up the damage).

[creek-ink]

hello hi !! i love your art <33 do you think you could drop any nina hcs you have ?

hello and thank u!! here's some art from earlier today of my versions of nina and jane <3

as for nina's hcs,, well I honestly haven't thought too much on her place in my lil fan storyline I'm making.

so let's see what I can make up on the spot!! kisdbsjhdkdsk

Nina's "origins"

like most creepypastas, I don't like Nina's original story. (lol) so here's my just as shitty version.

nina, in my world, was still a jtk fangirl. she heard his story on the news and was captivated by his mugshot. (definitely the type to romanticize true crime) she began emulating his chelsea grin with makeup and posting abt her infatuation w him on her social media.

this fixation on Jeff opened a door to the slenderman, which it gladly stepped through. like any edgy teen being stalked by an eldredge horror would, she began to document her experience w the monster on her verious social media outlets.

to prevent further exposure of the proxies n what not, nina was due to die. in the midst of her kidnapping, she expressed her interest in working alongside the monsters that stalked her.

in a rather sitcom-y way, nina was now a part of the problem, if u will. working w her fav serial killers </3

her style

clothing:

apart from being engrossed in the emo/scene culture, her clothing style is heavily influenced by the early 2000s. she loves all things gaudy and over the top, often resulting in a hot topic explosion.

intrests:

most likely influenced by her style, her interests in angsty media should be noted. she's an avid reader of johnny the homicidal maniac, death note, and other media in the like. her fave bands include- sleeping w sirens, get scared, msi, and blood on the dance floor.

(while on trips into town, she makes it a point to stop by the local nerd shop to stalk up on (rob) her favs.)

crime: (lmao)

let's just say she's very reckless. she leaves behind crums of evidence everywhere she goes. at this point, she's stopped making an attempt to hide her tracks.

she gets a little too into the killing thing- often being playful and flirting w her victims. she sees it all as one big game and definitely believes she's invincible.

relationships

-jane is her person, the perfect amount of balance and authority that counteracts her crazy. jane sees nina as a person in need of guidance and maybe a bit of parenting. nina sees jane as a big sister of sorts and often comes to her for advice and to confide in.

-toby is her bestie. point, blank, period. those two get into a little too much trouble together. they became close via the long drives that resulted from their extensive missions. at first, nina had the hots 4 toby but soon grew out of them infavor of his friendship.

fun lil tid bit- they like to sit in eachothers company while they read. nina reads her manga/comics and toby his books.

-jeff,, well jeff, for obvious reasons, isn't too found of nina. he finds her annoying and tiring, which is rich coming from him. he does his best to avoid her, but when the unavoidable is unavoidable, she ignores him. they say never meet ur idols and boy, they weren't kidding. all that time fantasizing abt her prince rly didn't match up to the sleazy prick she now works w. let's just say they don't get along.

-as 4 the majority of the creeps, there seems to be a consensus that nina is annoying af, and shes to be avoided. (rip nina)

so this was kinda shit! but either way, I hope u enjoyed the read. I may revisit this someday and flesh it out. or just scrap it all together pff!! lemme know what u think and lemme know any of ur guy's-s hcs or suggestions! i love reading what u have to say. (even if what u have to say conflicts w what i have to say)

[t4tails]

thinking about the nepo baby thing and like. god what is that suppsed to tell us as the audience?

it's clearly not a morality work and that's like. fine again characters are allowed to be flawed and make mistakes and aren't all aesop analogies yada yada wanted to clairify that stance

but i do want to look at that section. thanatos calls out persephone for being a nepo baby, hades then fights back before saying that yes, she is a nepo baby, but he is his own nepo-baby and therefore can't complain.

if we, clearly as she's trying to write here, are supposed to root for hades and persephone than, as it's pointed out, he's fully right and she is a nepo baby but tu quo que so he's...completely invalidaded?

What does this say to the audience? people who speak out against nepotism are wrong bc no they are qualified kinda and if they aren't it's ok actually and also people calling out nepo babies are probably nepo babies themselves so they can't say anything (it's not like they have EXPERIENCE in being a nepo baby from being a nepo baby)

like? is she overal trying to tackle the subject of nepotism children by showing that she's not fully qualified and being fucked by her a bazillion years older boss and getting away with murder and then making the argument that nepotism is fine because. ??????? what makes it ok? he's also a nepo baby? why does that matter? wHY IS THIS THE PLOT OR WAY YOU WROTE THE STORY?? WHY IS THIS THE MODERN INTERPRETATION OF HADES AND PERSEPHONE? WHY DO YOU HAVE THE PLOT TACKLING AGE DIFFERENCE WHEN IT LITTERALLY DOESN'T HAVE TOO?

the characters don't even act enough like the gods to warrent this story that like. she made this up. the greek gods have a historically pretty good record of what they were seen as. i mean fuck hades and hera are the two gods out of like 5 that would never fuck other people especially each other. the other ones are the three goddesses known for their asexuality. this clearly shows lack of intrest/actual care or that fully convinced now that like. im right this started as a 50 shades au.

good breakdown, i have literally no fucking idea what this comic is trying to say. my best guess is "love conquers all" but only persephone and hades' love. fuck everybody else. rachel just writes shit i dont think she understands any kind of implication

[infernothechaosgod]

you know it truly amazes me how you can't do practicly anything on tiktok or search the thing you like without getting absolutley shat on

Like I'm feeling a little in the mood for rottmnt angst A lil bit of that kick in the gut, and I can't go 3 minutes without one of those made in 5 minutes max videos that's just background video and text over it Saying shit like "Yall need to stop with the rottmnt angst it's getting annoying" or "the rottmnt angst artist need to chill out" or even better "The rottmnt fandom needs to stop the angst it's just a show for kids"

First off, if angst isn't your thing, you can block it or just scroll pass it OR you know what if youre feeling like a little shit you can hate read it or whatever but keep the comments TO YOURSELF

Second off I checked what the content of most of these people is And it's always goddamn always those 10 second background videos with text over it

nothing more

I dare these people to even try to draw the shape of leo's head, or write out something more than 40 words I accualy dare them. do it.

Also the same goes for shipping over there

Let's say you see a legal completly normal ship you don't like Example let's say leo x usagi or raph x mona

What you wanna do is scroll or block it

NOT make up info to make others stop shipping it, I'm sick and tired of people non stop saying that usagi or mona are adults or that their entire characters are being love intrest in the fandom's eyes Because if you look at any of the fanfic's or fan content of those Yeah it's easy to find content where there love intrest's but it is hard to find content where there ONLY love intrest

People love mona so much for the fact that she's a badass warrior who loves her planet and people they often give her more backstory focused stories that explore how she would feel depending on where the writers story will go or already went, I have never seen anyone maker her just a typical love intrest (witch honestly suprised me)

Usagi? People have more free will with his interpretation's so he has many many diffrent faces backstories, personalities but often people make him focused on something in their stories, examples being, getting back home, protecting others, getting over something, fighting in battle nexus and exploring how it would be Etc. Etc. That mixed with being a love intrest

The only times when these two can be seen as just love intrest and nothing more is in

Edit's/tiktok content where everything is short af (and even then sometimes people give em backstories and their own lore it really amazes me sometimes lmao)

short (usualy) tagged as fluff without plot fics on ao3 (witch you can litellary tag out SO easily)

Little comics/some art pices That HAVE VERY STORT LIMITS

also this might suprise you it really might but DRAWING IS HARD AND TAKES ALOT OF TIME SAME GOES FOR MAKING THE IDEA UP

And when it comes to their ages we all know there not adults, littelary where did anyone mention mona being an aduly ever, and the only times when usagi and leo accualy interact is when there in similiar if not the same ages

(in 2003 usagi and leo are close friends and Both teens, in the early comics there both adults when they first meet, even in 1987 version there both shown to be close if not the same age, the ONLY TIME where leo and usagi have very diffrent ages is in 2012 and honestly i have a little theory on why specificly that version had them be you know that but that's for another post)

Seriously what the fuck is tiktok's problem with any form of fanon content? You want the fandom to die? It aint gonna happen, you either get used to some bad stuff existing there and there and ignoring it (reporting then ignoring it if it's really bad) OR you keep quiet OR you will get banned by alot of creators after crying in their comments, then cry when you can't find something they made anymore

Tiktok man, good for daydreaming to the sounds, looking at edits and for some art trends but litellary can't let anything else exist on there or else you'll explode

(Also I bet if some of the fanon angst made it to the accual show they would deepthroat that shit right up and call it writing of ceuntry)

[flowery-king]

PLEASE TELL ME ABOUT HOLLOW MIND IN YOUR AU BECAUSE A. I FEEL PAIN FROM THAT COMIC /POS

BAHA Glad yall like it!!

(a Basic summary of an episode but AU flavoured under cut)

So like I've said in a previous post, the au story very much starts leaning away from the canon plot right after Yesterday's lie. Some weird stuff goes down almost immeadiately after Luz comes back from seeing her mom.

Point I'm making is the episodes after Yesterday's lie either just don't exist or follow a somewhat similar plot up to a point. Hollow Mind is one of those that still does happen... kinda

Eda still works with Raine at this point, finding any detail they can to use against the Emperor to show how much of a fraud he really is while still bustin out as many wild witches as they can. Darius and Eberwolf had still caught Eda and Raine in Eda's Requiem, but it was all a misunderstanding, they just wanted in on the plans Raine is conducting. Eda does not apologise for kicking Darius with mud. All this is to say they reach out to Eda when they come up with the plan to check out the Emperor's mind. Eda is very intrested but does not tell her two children because they will want to join, especially Luz.

They arrange a time and place. It's the night market and ,like before, Eda plans to fix Luz's cape as a distraction for the two youngins while she goes out to do the actual work. Prim, the shopekeeper with witches wool, accepts the task, motivated by the several wild witches being freed by a mysterious group. Eda tries her best to sound like she doesn't know who the group is either, but secretly eats up all the compliments.

Eda tells King and Luz they should wait for the cape to finish while she stocks up on more Elixir, she'll be back momentarily. King and Luz shout their goodbyes to Eda as they gain interest in Prim's telling of how Witches wool is made and other enchanted cloth.

After a while the cape is done and Luz gets to leave with her patched up cloak, but Eda still isn't anywhere to be seen. She fits on the cape again to twirl around, temporarily giving Eda's jacket to King. Mid twirl she spots a coven guard prowling about. This makes her worry for Eda even more and she grabs King to go find their witch mom.

After a bit of a search, she finds Eda and the others and accidentally scares off the coven heads since she was wearing her cloak's hood over her head. Luz questions Eda about what all this is, they don't break into an argument, but it is a serious conversation. Luz is upset that Eda didn't tell her about her secret group against the Emperor but accepts her explanation as to why and makes Eda promise that if they need extra help, they'll ask Luz. Eda laughs, yea of course, even if she said no Luz would still find a way to get involved.

At that moment a coven guard spots them, shouting questions on what they were doing in a suspicious alleyway, making Luz take a step back... on the potion, breaking it. Before Eda can grab her out of the circle Luz disappears, owl lady panik time.

Eda goes back home to evade the Coven guards and use a safer place to bring Luz back. The Coven heads greet her at her home and Eda needs to hold herself back from snapping about how stupid they are for leaving the potion on the ground. Right now she needs them to make a spell to bring Luz back.

Meanwhile, Luz wakes up in Belos' mind, pretty confused. Everything is dark and colourless and the trees surrounding are withering away. She finds her glyphs and creates a trail of light to see better as she searches around for a trace of Eda.

This is where these drawings take place!

At first she doesn't know she's in the Emperor's mind, but once those memory portraits start appearing, she connects the dots.

Belos looks just as tired as he did that time after she encountered him in the boiling rain and some weird part of her almost feels... bad? It's weird. However, this is replaced with the rising excitement she feels when she realizes HE'S HUMAN TOO! The greatest witch to ever live?? Is human?? Omg.

King suddenly remembers he has a walkie talkie and Eda uses it to confirm Luz's safety. She confirms and prepares herself as they announce they're just about ready to pull her out. Luz looks over to Belos again, his stare unfocused. What a sad lil guy. "Hey." Belos' eyes focus on Luz. "It's not too late to start fixing things." Belos frowns. Luz shouts a farewell and he pretends not to hear her saying something about seeing him later and she's gone. He doesn't know how to feel, but he's not going back to that dark part of his mind again.

Luz appears in the owl house and Eda makes sure she isn't overwhelmed. She's dizzy but fine! The coven heads question if she'd seen anything important, anything that could help them. Luz thinks. The human thing won't really do much to prove he's bad, so she shakes her head. She wasn't in there long enough. They accept this answer, she really wasn't in there for long and continue to get scolded by Eda (mostly Raine).

[gun-chucks]

highlights of the star trek comic from 1994 i got at an antique store

very cool cover i want it on a tshirt

TWO COMICS!! i didnt realize it was a special edition

the second comic had a really good colorist/separator- the only criticism i have is that they made sulu a bit too yellow on one of the pages but otherwise pretty solid

theres a nine inch nails the downward spiral ad on the inner front cover. it is the FIRST thing you see.

BLAISE OF GLORY - 1994

immediately following that ad is a comic where kirk fucks and its implied hes got a micropenis

bones implying kirk is married to the enterprise after kirk goes on a hopeless romanic rant

SAAVIK IS HERE

uhura tells rj blaise [kirks love intrests] to look at her hips and blaise goes "im dazzled beyond my ability to speak"

blaise is nonstop is calling kirk out on his mysogyny, his ego, etc, basically calling him a pompous ass: "What do you think you're proving here, huh? That you know better than me? That you're going to rescue the brainless woman from her own problems? Is that it? That is so typical of you!"

also that hes a bad fuck

the problem is resolved because the antagonist is completely fed up with kirk and blaise's bitching and moaning

rj stands for RASPBERRY JAM. HER NAME IS RASPBERRY JAM BLAISE.

some frames i liked

overall 3.3/5, its silly and makes fun of kirk relentlessly

THE NEEDS OF THE ONE - 1994

KOHLINAR SPOCK..... i love his emo haircut

takes place on vulcan pre whales in 4. so naturally its gonna be good.

sulu is also slaying in his suit from 3/4

kirk telling his personal log he understands why sarek doesnt want spock to leave vulcan again by saying "i understood that hollow feeling too well"

mister spock is climbing a mountain why is he climbing a mountain

I-CHAYA MENTIONED

bc of the former spock has another naked time moment where he says "This.... emotion is unworthy! I must be in control."

amanda talks abt how spock had a reckless streak as a kid and they thought he fucking DIED because of how long hed been GONE.

kirk sees a scrap of fabric from spocks robe and says "...my heart fell"

AMOK TIME MENTIONED. SPOCK RELIVES THE EVENTS OF AMOK TIME AND ALMOST KILLS KIRK AGAIN. like he fully starts choking kirk while reliving the memory

bones and scotty getting drunk off klingon jet fuel. im not kidding.

spock saying "There appears to be a moment of great trauma in my life after which my memories are... unreliable." like yeah me too LMAO

bones starts telling amanda abt spocks brain. leonard mccoy tells spocks MOTHER his BRAIN was TAKEN BY ALIENS for a brief period. shes gonna think abt that for weeks

frames i liked [yes ik the last one is a whole page ITS A GOOD PAGE]

overall 4.4/5. u know i love spock and having added context to the voyage home is fun

thank u for listening to my rambles ok goodnight

[hypnogogyc]

Since you are THE Oliver banks artist (to me atleast) thoughts on the fact Oliver and Jane Prentis worked at the same crystal/tarrot shop? I don’t think they knew eachother all that wel or anything but god there’s something so intresting about having these avatars all be so closely connected

(Love your Oliver design btw:) )

Oh that is the highest honor i hold to my chest id like to thank lilnan for the trustfall comic that broke my brain and started me on this path.

AND THANK YOU FOR THIS ASK!!!

First of all as characters alone they went very different paths towards their entities and that makes sense considering the Corruption requires a life to infest, where the End is. You know. I stand by my “all avatars succumbed to their entity by fleeing from another”(like Elias to the eye fearing the end) i think Oliver ran from the end and found comfort in the end but in a new light. Jane I think always did have the fear of corruption with her blackhead paranoia and bullying but i feel she really feared the lonely. Her self mutilation in mortality is her way of doing something about the rejection she experienced, even if it didn’t really help anything. She first fears corruption because all her life she was demeaned for filth, and grew up thinking she was rotting inside everyday. Her choice to then change from picking at her skin in self disgust to loving her pock marks because they held home to something that needed her as much as she needed it is hard to not understand at least a little why she’s so elated.

Also the timeline matches up for working the same time.. (oliver is spotted there 2013, jane isnt discovered by cops til march 2014. Ik janes statement only says he came in while she worked n stared at her but. Shhhh) i think they got on rather well. They were both people desperately trying to find relief and hoping something would just finally click in place and they would belong. Jane was rejected from what she centered her life around (just having any connection. Any acceptance, both in herself and everyone else.) and so was Oliver (from life itself. The society he was born into, the events of his life. It was just all too much at once and the lack of childhood info on him from his mortal statement and only the statement towards jon later i think feeds into the idea of him not really even wanting to live on in memory.)

Oliver looks up to Jane for her wisdom when he meets her as a man with some bad dreams here and there and she’s a woman with some pretty terribly dealt with anxiety, which he could relate to. I think he’d talk to her about meditation, trying to find presence in your own body, but she had a very bad reaction to that. He apologizes and she accepts his treat for her lunch break when he comes back into work with an extra sandwich and soup. He sees her unsteadiness in much in life but she’s different with the crystals and cards. She speaks fondly of every gemstone’s meanings and properties, makes a secret drawer for all the gems shaped in such a way she couldn’t handle not being able to buy it herself. She teaches him Tarot, he picks it up quick. He tells her that he thinks the gems suit her. Jane smiles a bit stiffly and says thanks. He clarifies he meant it suiting her as a person, as she was very attuned. She smiles wide and says thanks again, this one natural.

Jane disliked Oliver at first. Self loathing without relief often turns outwards, and he was polite and well spoken and handsome and even had the nerve to be friendly with her. Incessantly. Shes slow to trust. She has to be. She’s played this song and dance and it has to be pity or obligation. She likes her job because for her role she is no longer Jane Prentiss. She’s a store clerk with a nearly encyclopedic knowledge of it’s wares. Oliver offers guided meditation, she has a hard time saying no. It ends badly. He’s apologetic and Jane just doesn’t understand it. The next day he buys her lunch as a apology. Material loss from him (and she knew exactly what his paycheck was and it was NOT lofty. It was only lunch but. Still.) and then the loneliness can’t bear it anymore. She keeps herself from delusions that someone like him would take such genuine interest in her that wasn’t just someone who was overly friendly and didn’t want tension with a coworker. But then they bond slowly. Jane teaches him to read tarot on a slow day. Its just a basic reading but he drinks in her words intently. It strikes her suddenly that this man not only tolerated her as a coworker. He respected her. He really truly felt what she was saying was valuable information. She’s giddy and teaches him more advanced spreads. Oliver has to eventually ask for a break and she apologizes for not realizing and getting carried away and he laughs and says no that was amazing. I’m so glad i could see so much of what you can. She’s thrilled, they go drinking at nights (Oliver is the sober driver).

But then Oliver becomes more despondent. He talks less about his nightmares to her but obviously still has them. She can’t help the paranoia come back. She never did receive closure for being abandoned time and time again. She didn’t expect it now. This final straw is when she catches him staring. THAT was a look she knew. Pity. She picks at her skin worse and worse. Oliver takes over when Jane doesn’t show up for a few days, and he’s walked past her house enough to see the roots and understand what’s happened.

[popculturebuffet]

Next up for Warner Bros Animation, favorite character from the 1996-2001 half of the Kids WB era of shows: Superman the Animated Series, Road Rovers, Waynehead, The New Batman Adventures, Histeria, Pinky, Elmyra & the Brain, Batman Beyond, Detention, Static Shock, and The Zeta Project?

Superman TAS: Toyman. The comics still haven't been able to match this verison: creepy design, fun gimicks and a geninly unsettling nature. The show itself is great. Not quite on the same level as BTAS, but still a great distalation of one of the greatest heroes of all.

Road Rovers: Reviewed a bunch of this and honestly forgot it. No faviorite character bu ta decent fun action show

Waynehaed: Haven't seen it and still marvel that this exists The New Batman Adventures: Dont' have a faviorite only because I haven't seen enough, but serum lake (Who I mentiond last time) has my intrest piqued. That said what I have seen is pretty good: the show is diffrent from btas, from what I found out from said videos embracing the camp a bit more. A solid followup.

Histeria: I've only seen the one episode but it's one I need to seek out as hot damn is Histeria fun. Funny, eductational and jam packed it's a damn shame this series was basically abandoned by WB and has been mostly buired as it's on par with tiny tunes and animaniacs. Defentily could use a reboot.

Pinky, Elmyra and the Brain:

Yeah this is like hysteria one I only saw for a review and once was enough. It's what happens when execs don't realize this idea had already been mocked and somehow make it worst. Larry at least is funny entirely for the great meta punchline of just how little he fits. Elmyra... is an awful character already. I respect Tiny Toons Looniversity for rebooting her properly, making her just as cutesy but now a slightly unhinged animal photographer instead of an animal abuser. I didn't know it was possible and it's clear they woudln't of tried had fans not complained so much Elmyra was gone

But the orignal.. is a bad character. She just is. Cree Summer does her best but Elmyra is abusive, annoying and just not fun to watch. Pinky tormenting brain works because he's likeable.. Elmyra isn't. I'm baffled this series was on hulu but Freakazoid wasn't.

Batman Beyond: (techno music intensifies) Terry himself might just win this as a fun character who serves as a nice contrast to bruce. The series itself is one I badly need ot revisit as I don't remember how fucked up it was (Thanks again serum lake) or how spider-man it was, but I do remember liking what I saw as a kid and later in college on the hub, and I like how unique it is. From what I can tell the comics have yet to truly capture the spirit of it. All the props to Glen Murkami who thanks to said videos I keep mentoning I found out is the reason we got this: Superman and NBA were canceled abrubtly to make a teen batman show and not wanting to A) throw out continuity or B) leave the show to someone worse they came up with a new legacy batman... but it was Glen's excellent designwork that really got them excited, creating a blade runner future with fresh villians, a spider-man flair and a true succsor to the bat. This show is one of the DCAU's most unique and best.

Detention; I don't know the motherfucker

Static Shock: Yeah this block is pretty much all DCAU. Rubberband Man is the faviorite here. I love his redemption arc, romance with Static's sister and dyslexia episode. I don't have it myself but it's well done and as someone who DOES have a disablity (autisim and disgraphia), I felt seen anyway. The show itself has been awesome any time i've revisited it, giving Dwayne McDuffie room to do what the DCAU (which it got made part of eventuallys), does best: strip down the glut in the continuity (as little as static had being from milestone and all), and make the characters their best self. The result is a fun well paced action series with some well grounded moments. The seris can both have Shaq guest star and have an episodes about gun violence and racisim and both fit. I also marked out as a kid seeing the justice league crossover, but more on that soon.

The Zeta project: Haven't really seen this one , here it's good. ti's the odd man out in the dcau as it's the only one not based on anything prexisting. Still seems worth a look and I wish Zeta would show up in the main dc universe.

[a-very-tired-raven]

Okay, since ive been getting a lot of love for my ary lately, id like to give you guys some top ary blogs ive followed for years, that i feel they dont get enough love.

Keep in mind that these are not in order from best to least, just in numbered order to make things easy.

(Another thing! While i may have found the majority of these blogs from undertale content, i need you to understand that a lot of these either dont do undertale art as frequently as they used to, or not at all. So please dont go in expecting that these are all undertale blogs based on MY intrests. Thank you.)

1. @springbon-t-art /@thecoolerspringbon-t has WONDERFUL roundhouse like style, and her fanart and characters range from all over(cuphead and bendy and the ink machine are just two examples, she has so much more unrecognized works and animatics on youtube that i think deserves much more love)

2. @twitchydoodle i havent visted this wonderful blog in a while, but i have followed for a good time(lets just say for a few years lol) so i cant say for sure what art is posted there at this moment, HOWEVER, i CAN say that twitchy has a Breathtaking art style, and has some of the most interesting and fleshed out ocs!!! Definitely check em out!

3. @calcium-cat i know cals been gettin a little bit more attention over the last year or so, but i still think she deserves much more recognition for her art. She has wonderful and thought out fanfics, not to mention the funny and well drawn fanart she posts for them!

4. @glitchysquidd I dont pop in as often as i used to, but glitchy's blog is one ive looked up to for a while. Here you can find very well written fnaf fics and fanart, chill energ(not to mention hilarious shenanigans),and a very unique and distinct artstyle.(seriously broski ive used your art for reference so many time 😭🤚🏽-). I suggest you guys head down to the basement and enjoy the tour.

5. @meatygutsy oh gee where do i even start- this blog has some of the most unique and well thought out ocs i think ive seen in a very long time. The artstyle here and style of coloring and shading is like nothing else. All of the colors pop and go together just right, not to mention the well fleshed out backstorys of each character.

6.@glaucus22 while this blog certainly isnt as active as it used to be, this is yet another artist that ive used as reference for countless times. They have a very distinct artstyle, and put much thought into their characters and their lore. I highly recommend going through the art tags here and taking a peek, along with a reblog or two!!!

7. @ijustwannahavefunn another blog with VERY well thought out and styled ocs, and a to die for artstyle. I also recommend checkjng out their youtube channel, which has VERY smooth animations and animatics. Definitely a hidden gem.

8. @vrnicky is a very good friend of mine that is WAY WAY WAY too unrecognized. They dont get NEARLY enough love for the anount of love and hard work they out into their characters and art. Please show em some love for me!!!

9. @loupy-mongoose is a favorite pokemon ary blog of mine. While you might find mostly mewtwo and mew stuff, please know that this is because of this creators mewtwo comic. You may know what im takling about if you know about similar more popular blogs (@/xxtc-96xx @/mewtwoandme and more ) but what separates this blog from many others is their very very different story, and an artstyle that'll put you at ease. Not to mention unique and well thought out mew and mewtwo designs.

And lastly, for now at least ,10. @whiteartblood an art blog that i havent visted in a couple months. This creator has some of the best undertale art i swear. One of my favorite styles!! A very lovely and instantly recognizable artstyle(that again, i have used for reference...i dont even know how many times), and even better ocs.

Now i know there are so many more blogs that are deserving of recognition, but its late and i cant look up 50 usernames at the moment.

However, while you are not obligated to, I sincerely hope you go show these guys some love(and reblogs!!!!!!!) For me. These guys have been a very big influence on my art, artists ive looked up to for YEARS now, and luckly for me some of them even being friends of mine, which im so very thankful for.

Ill definitely be making another post like this, with more writing inclusion and even more deeply hidden gems that require some digging.

I apologize for any typos that are unfortunately guaranteed as thats kind've what im known for lmao <- has made a fool of herself countless times) and i cant help but feel nervous that these talented people will see them, but know ive done the best ive can.

Thank you, and have a great time everyone!

[littlemonstert-blog]

They did her dirty in DC comics

Empress: Anita Fite one of the magic users in DC comics that was in Young Justice. She became apart of team at least 13 issues later. Mostly uses magic & fighting

Another black female character left behind smh.

When I saw dirty I mean it like she was never heard of again and taking care of her parnets that turned into babies.

Hell, they didn't even bother telling us what happen to after a big fight she just disapeared.

She was an intresting addition to the team. Its the fact that the somewhat recent run of young justice comic with Bendis had basically everyone come back except her like the fuck?

Even in the show most of them did make a appearence or cameo. But no Empress didn't get shit.

If they ever do a magic users one just please at least have her cameo.

Found her info:

Additional, young justice had a dark crisis she still didn't make it along with secret

[im-bored-so-i-draw]

a lazy comic about my dinoverse oc? uhh idk

oc info below (if you are intrested ofc)

oh god its very long

jameson heelshire (obv ref)

this is a dinoverse oc (because lately a certain friend of mine has been drawing me into this neat game and honestly i love it), based from brahms heelshire (duh). instead of him being a rat wall (which my oc actually also has a room in the walls but just simply doesnt live there), its his 'wife' that lives there. or so he thought. or so i thought. idk man she maybe lives in the walls or just straight up dead it'd be a mystery instead ig. im more leaning to shes living in the walls, but she is scared of jameson. more to that yes.

i was intending to make him killed his wife but im still contemplating to make the continuation of it. is she dead? is she alive? if so is she in the walls? if she is what is the solemn reason she stays there? fear? or did jameson trapped him? i have more question of him its actually scary.

i know you guys would probably not read those sentences i made in like half to 4 am so i give you

bullets headcanons or just the timeline of his:

his parents is a really strict parents with high standards.

he is very pressured which shapes the personality of him that is perfectionist and doesnt really care for others. also he is very bad at delivering his actual emotion so he looks like a resting bitch face most of the time.

this causes many of his playmates just like naw mommy i dont want to play with this boy, hes real annoying.

and also he doesnt even have that many time to think about friendship anyways.

until this one playmate, a blond girl stayed long enough that when she stop showing up, jameson starts asking about her.

his parents is very thrilled about this that they literally begged the girl to comeback to the mansion.

actually the girl was just really curious about violins and other music instrument, and jameson is basically a walking band (actually its basically just piano, violin and flute mainly).

and jameson didnt expect that his parents would bring her back because he just asking where she went and was about to just continue on with his life.

well now they just like. hating each other. theyre like i didnt want this- AND SO AM I LEAVE ME BE!!!

they have 3 years age gap fyi idk

more and more years passed and jameson doesnt really have a friend other that this girl and they know each other too well now.

they memorized each other habit on the back of their head and often use each other (?)

that girl has a lot of problem with her friends since she become jameson playmate so she often use his name to slip away from her friend group. which they idk kinda judgemental to everyone.

and jameson uses her name as an excuse from his BUSY schedule. also she knows a lot about him WHICH his parents dont.

yeahh and so he come to success by being a professional violinist and that girl is like, prepared to be his bride??????

i mean she doesnt mind anymore but like

WAIT ME????? I DONT WANT TO BE A BRIDE IN LINE idk idk

well jameson did something about it and her parents let her do her own things BUT YOU ARE STILL MARRYING JAMESON

she like yeah yeah and go venture on her own idk making a shop or working in the government.

this sounds like a kingdom lovestory BUT IT IS NOT o have found the answer

she is working as *drumroll queue* administration for the voorhees company. (is that right i feel like voorhees is a company there)

nothing bad happened dont worry

instead of being invested in music, she instead pursue the career of science because she sees the struggle jameson went through.

and shes not having any of that

jameson in the other hand is oh wow you learn this kind of things??

ok then after she went, this girl barely contacted anyone from his family

even jameson. oh EVEN JAMESON. she didnt even bother to send him regards or something. jameson too dont give a shit.

they occasionally meet each other at parties but like simple his and leaves

until jameson parent died. both of them. in the same time. in a weird but also not really.

then the girl hears about this and attends the funeral.

in which she meets jameson again, and he is not crying. at all.

he did cried on her so

long story short they bond with each other again and get married.

and this is where shits got fucked up (eventually) .

yeah so their interest is not really.. compatible for each other.

and both of them changed through out the years they have been seperated

and jameson is real different. especially after his parents death.

he become more secretive than ever. more aware of anything.

on one side its a good thing that he almost never let any inconvenience go unnoticed but there are a lot of things that goes noticed that shouldnt??

but its still the same jameson. the one boy who was so in love with music that its the sole reason he keeps up with the strict schedule of him.

even the girl is sorta changed?

they often broke into an argument over basically anything. misplaced stuff? jameson angry. opening some specific windows in the girl's room? shes pissed as hell. fortunately the mansion is big enough to contain their yelling.

whats unfortunate though is that of the same reason. nobody can hear the screaming.

years passed and theres about no news from these two since the beginning of chaos.

jameson keeps gatting more fame and his 'wife' is now forgotten.

everytime they asked about her he just simply say that shes fine and other sorts. it almost sounded like she is living a happy life as a wife.

oh and also

jameson is VERY manipulative. he can talk himself out of a situation. he can (practically) rizz someone up for his own.

this is caused by his parents. he lies a lot without ever getting caught. his technically mastered the art of bullshit his way through since his parents dislikes a slacking son.

anyways if this were a game, jameson would be those of 'and then there were none' kind of shit.

the back of his mansion is a river near a forest that many people use to slip away from G4

its not that he kidnap them or whatever but he VERY mind the noises.

he prefers people to stay away from his place. the noises makes his 'wife' disturbed. or so he said.

some survived.

has a friend that is a con artist who works in either voorhees company or myers company. probably a friend of his wife.

poor guy doesnt have anyone. oh sorry. his wife.

[hackywacky]

https://www.tumblr.com/hackywacky/743808033996587008/if-rainbow-started-the-virusim-surprised-her?source=share

Oh...then surprised they didn't like...break off her wings or break her legs so she wouldn't be much of a threat when infected but can totally imagine one senario...a betrayal of sorts...sorta based off stories of country folk not letting people who wronged them get away with it...also based off a fanfic I read 'the cask of appletillado' or something like that...

Can give you link to story if ya want.

Anyway....can imagine the element of honesty doing something....like make rainbow dash go into a room and then brick it up after making it so dash can't simply run out before she is done Making the wall...or, possibly better...she makes it so apple dash has a choice: become infected so apple jack has an excuse to kill her....or break any dreams of ever creating a new wonderbolts once the infection is cured by cutting off a wing (to explain more, applekack purposefully infects dash's wing so she has no chance of any happy ending post infection...she stole apple Jack's happiness, so it's only fair she does the same.) Oooor she could always do something to scootaloo.

She could have a moment where she could save scootaloo but realizes dash is watching....remembers how they see scoots as a sister....so...an eye for an eye.

Sorry if I'm getting to dark or revenge-y just I admit I find stories where "what goes around, comes around" intresting and wanted to give ideas if you want rainbow dash's actions of indirectly killing applejack's family to have personal consequences.

A fan of karma...sorry.

Hi Anon!

I think after the events in the comic, Applejack would think about that after calming down (since at the time- she really wasn’t doing great nor was she thinking clearly with the new knowledge that almost all of her family is essentially dead) Though, for now, I think in the end she settles into just having Rainbow Dash’s guilt be the punishment/consequences. Mainly because (although she doesn’t admit it upfront) she sees how Rainbow dash can be useful.

For starters her athletic ability makes it rather easy for her to defend herself or get away from any infected, which makes her good for getting things like materials and/or supplies, a task that the others can’t really do (Rarity is caretaking the crusaders, the crusaders are kids which the others want to protect both physically and mentally, and of course Applejack is protecting the others which she certainly doesn’t trust Rainbow to do) Besides if Rainbow is here might as well contribute in some way or form right? I think these tasks would also make Rainbow dash become stronger in other ways too, like with her kicks and punches, which would cause her to be a greater threat. Even if some things were taken away from her like a wing, she would still be a formidable threat. Which considering there are already really strong threats out there (that won’t be named yet), they need numbers and they don’t need to trouble themselves even more.

There is the possibility she could punish her as a way to take away her dreams after the infection. Though, to be frank, at the moment none of them see any end to the infection anytime soon. Even if they did, their sole focus is on survival. She could also use Scootaloo as punishment, but I don’t think Applejack would do that. Scootaloo is just a kid and has nothing to do with this infection. How would she be any better than Rainbow Dash if she took it out on them? Applejack doesn’t see that as true justice, she sees that as cowardly.

[abyster]

Vacation for a Dream Lord Dream of the Endless/GN!Reader Domestic Headcanons!! + small one-shot

(MY FIRST POST LETS GOOO)

warnings: basicly none, SFW, Fluff, a bit of sad stuff, a lot of dialoges, a bit ooc morpheus (cuz he is mental stable in this one), no comics spoilers, bad grammar because im not native speaker

After turning down Morpheuses proposal, due to it all being too fast for you, you are trying to show him what he would miss out.

✭ When first arriving at your place, Dream is just...he is in stupor! Still a bit cautios about all this “Breaking the rules about loving mortals by Endless”.I mean, his last lover rejected him because of the death of her tribe. “ Love, how many times should i repeat This? We are not breaking the rules, we are taking detours because the wording of text is realy vague, ok? “ Not ok, he is stil nervous as heck.

✭Extremely shy and nervous at the start (which he really tries to hide. Ehh, doesn`t really work :/ ) As the solution to this problem he started to turn into a cat for some time. Usually when you are working from home or while you are trying to watch a movie with him.  Stroking your fingers through his fur, you lazily say , “If you wanted to cuddle you coud`have asked, love. “ * TURNS INTO A HUMAN IMMEDEATLY *

Even though sleeping on the couch was not your best decision, the nasty feeling in your limbs quickly faded as you felt breathing on your neck. Morpheus did not give up on the first day. “Good.” you thought, falling asleep once again, feeling light embrace of Morpheuses hands.

✭ If you have a pet, which is like dog/cat/rabbit ect. , firstly he will fell a bit jealous. Yeah, Dream of the Endless, Sultan of the Dreams is jealous of some pet. You find it really adorable when he slowly gives in into the charm of this animal. Especialy when you find Morpheus in the living room, who tries to explain something to your pet. 

His eyes met your confused look.

«I speak animal language» he spoke. Nope, not going to ask. Just no.

If you have a reptilia, he`ll be really interested. Mostly he intrested in how to keep such creatures at home and asks if it`s dangerous and nearly scares the shit out of a poor baby((( Regardless of you having any pet, he is already thinking about bringing something(someone) special from his realm. Maybe even a dragon!!

“You know what? I`m not even suprised” you speak while switching between the sight of a Morpheus, and a big egg in a basket. WAIT, did he also put a choclate bars in there???? Well, maybe you are a little surprised.

✭Kicking out Matthew has become a new paragraph in your routine. But after realising that his master is perfectly fine, he leaves back to the Dreaming. He made no promises to keep his mouth shout tho.

✭ Pet names? Well, that is depends on the mood . You are calling him lover?? Dude is just stoped whatever he was doing and just stared at you. He definetly was not expecting this. His brows were frowned, and you tried to apologize.

“I can stop if you don`t like” Your heartbeat was raising, as you looked into his eyes. shivers ran down your spine as you heard response “No, Keep going...Lover”. At this point your brain just stoped working, making smile appear on Dreams face. Your first language is not english? EVEN COOLER! You get to call him names he does’nt understand. Sweet names, obviosly. Like Mriya(Dream), Sueño(Dream,Sleep)  and kokhanyy (beloved, lover). Or sometimes telling him that if he will countinue this self-destructive behaviour of his, you`ll feed him a cat food. You also like to see the questioning stare on Morpheuses face as he tilts his head. After returning to The Dreming and meeting Lucienne, Morpheus asks her what does all this words mean.

“Luciene, while i spent time at the waking world i heard a word Kokhanyy. By any chance do you know the meaning?“ At that statement Luciennes brows raised up. Why would he ask questions like that? Lors of The Dearms sure can spend some time to find a vocabulary. It probably is important, she thought. Lucienne turned her gaze from Lord Morpheus to Matthew, and back. Spreading her shoulders and inhaling air, she sad with a slight smile on her face, “I believe that it means beloved, or lover, my Lord.“  Matthew swore to all of gods that existed in this universe, that he saw Dream of The Endless turning into big scarlet tomato. It`s a shame no one will believe him((

✭If you want to take him out in some restraunt or at least in park, he'll immedieatly dismiss. Damn, you never expected him to have a social anxiety. After some time, though, you succeeded in taking him out to try your favorite food. "It was not that bad, was it?" you asked him, with playfull smirk on your lips. "--I suppose it was not" Morpheus answered. Then he lifted up your hand and gave you a slight kiss on the back of your palm. Aww, such a gentelman. "I hope you truly liked it, 'cause i have a lot more in store to show you." Holding his chin between your fingers you gave him a not-so-soft peck on the lips. Smile rose on his fase. "And i can't wait for all of it to come"

✭ Even though you tried to find a new hobbies for Morpheus, it was quite... Hard, you can say. The dude had litteraly every book back there in his realm. But he is not there, right?? Yeah, on the contrary, he refused to play twister. After buying him a proper phone ( YEAH A NORMAL PHONE, NOT LIKE TOM`S STURRIGES ) he was captivated in the world of cats memes. Genuinely does not understand “deez nuts joke”(my precious little bean). After showing him a few songs of The Smiths, even thought at first he does not share your enthuthiasms, he grows to like them!! Especially “What difference does it make”. Also he enjoyed listening to Tv-Girl. Mostly because  “Lovers Rock” reminds Morpheus about yours relationship. You can swore that he was a bit smiling while listening. And he will not deny it <3

✭ Cooking with him ... is quite a challenge. Despite the fact that in the morning he was all confused, things start to get better when you try cook with Morpheus, while also desparetly keeping him away from a stove as far as possible. Sometimes he feells a bit out because of this. Thinking that he can`t do normal things that little mortals do. But Dreamis quickly realizes that he is wrong, dissolving in his lovers kisses and words of admiration. While making an evening meal together, you get to know eachother better. When Dream tells about his past , his ex-wife and dead son you tell him not to. But he trusts you enough to let you see him at such vulnerable state. 

“Hey... It`s not fine right now, but it will be. I promise.” you slowly spoke, kissing his fallen tear. 

Yeah, sweet-old-depressive-kitchen-talk. Love it.

✭If you are on medication and forgetting to take pills on time, Dream will make sure that you won`t forget to do it. Not in the annoying way, it`s actually kinda sweet that he started his own research on how brains of humans works. Sometimes you can find him seating on the couch, reading some book on human`s biology. You can join him by carefully pulling him down, moving under his hands and placing head on his chest. If you are lucky, you can leave your hands on his hips ))

*You getting a cold* "Humans are such a fragile creatures" - *Morpheus gives you a blanket, tea and all the love he has* *You acciddentaly cutting yout hand* "Such clumsy, soft, easy-going creatures" - *Takes his time to heal your palm ".

✭If you really like playing games on your pc, Morpheus likes to be near you and taking care of you when you can`t do it yourself. Giving you snacks, reminding you of importance of sleep and basicly being close to you(MALEWIFE MORPHEUS GOES BRRR). Also tried to teach him to play some basic games, kind of like genshin or minecraft. After finding out that he can read books in his phone he became less intrested in gaming. But because of Morpheuses passionate nature with his lovers, Dream Lord always wanted to be close to you.  When Dream was not in cat form , an idea came into your mind. 

“Dream” “Yes, my lover?” Even after a few month him calling you like that, the warm feeling in your chest is not going to get away. It probably never will and you enjoy this thought. “You know, i just got an idea you might like. What about...Cuddles in a chair? I still have a lot of things to do, but if you want to, we can, you know..?” Dream is quiet for a moment, he appreciate that you share a desire of this kind of intimacy. After a few seconds he responses with , “I think its a great idea, my love”

Damn, he is so... Comfortable! Looks like his cat form not so different from his human form . It was an iddyl. Your legs was wrapped around his torso, your hot breathing has faced his pale neck. While his arms was wrapped around your waist, sometimes they traveled into area of your legs. Being busy over computer means that you can`t hold him forever, but when you get break and start to hold him, Morpheus just melts into your touch. Giving him soft pecks on his nose, forehead and neck became a routine you both enjoy. The only though of his in  moments like that was never letting you go.  "Alright, hon`. I`m done with my work for today. Time to go to sleep." You spoke lazily, turning off your pc. Suddenly you hear his soft mumble. "What was that, love? " Hands slightly stroking his hair. "I do`nt want to." He replied under his breath. "Hm--Dream does not want to dream?" ASked you while pressing slight kisses onto his neck "To let you go." "Alright then, needy teddy bear, looks like i need to carry on the bed"

✭He likes to take care of you, that`s not even a question. When you start to take care of Morpheus, he is feeling ... strange. Brows twitching, heart rate speading up and goosebumps keep spreading all over across his spine as you gently comb his black hair. Absolutely stunned when you asked if you could weave flowers into his hair. When you were finished it was your time to be stunned. Never this planet had seen as pretty creature as Dream. Morpheus was amused by your feelings towsrds him, pink blush started to form on his cheeks.

"Take a picture." He spoke,"It'll last longer"

Probably you had thought it out loud. Without any shame you answered, "And i definetly will"

✭Obviosly news about Dream taking a vacation was flying from one realm to other. Mostly because one nasty raven couldn`t keep his tounge behind his beak. When you were wisited by Death, that was a good thing, really. Turns out she poped up to check on her sweet brother. It’s a shame she didn`t stayed for a dinner. But definetly good for Morpheus, or she would`have told you all his embarassing moments that she knew of. The real surprise was the Desire, standing in front of your door. Morpheus had told you about one of his youngest siblings . Sibling that wanted attention and power. But no, you do not pity them. This time this trickster has taken the form of someone you desired the most - Dream, your passionate lover who now was reading in the living room. Tension started to fly in the air.

"Oh, Dear, you know that you will not stay with fim forever, right?" Huh, nice words to start conversation with.

"I`m not going to repeat it for you, Desire. Get out." You irritably replied.

"Ouch, that was really rude of you! We are basicly family now, are we not? " Desire laughed lightly at your words.

"Hmm, you basicly have had hand in my lovers capture for an over a century, tried to get him killed and gave him more trauma than he can handle?? No, after that, no. I don't wan't to have anything in common with you."

"Your words hurt me more than any venom could! This time Dream has found himself a bold one. And is not like you have any chance in standing against me anyway, sweetie. Now please, get lost. I have a deal for the Dream." Desire purred, slipping throught the door, inviting themself in. Huge wave of shock went through the intruder, knocking the ground out from under their feet. Stars danced in eyes of Desire while their body and mind twisted in pain. You kneeled down, to get a better look at Desire and to assert dominance. " As you can see, and feel, sweetie , being in love with Dream of The Endless means being in constant danger. And who would i be, if i had not protected my house from nasty little things like you?" You spoke, slighlty poking their face just out of boredom.

"It was quite easy to find right spell and ingridients, while having a biggest library in universe and blood of Endless." Seeing that you can't get more information on the deal they came with, you raised to your full height as you've said your last words to the intruder.

"Whatever deal you have to Dream can wait, so please, get lost." Before closing the door, you gave Desire the last blow. "It is pchysicaly hurts to see you like that, really.--Huh, maybe i even do pity you."

The door closed and so yours conversation with Desire. "Who was that?" Asked you Dream, continuing to read his book.

"Just some pizza-guy has the wrong adress. Ugh, now i am even regretting not just paying for pizza and taking it in"

Morpheuses eyes rose from a book. Then he cautiosly asked you

" What's a pizza?"

✭ Hugs from the back! This man absolutely in love with physical affection. Especially after he got over his imprisoment trauma. If you are significantly shorter than him, Dream loves to place his chin on top of your head snd lay his hands around you. Likes to get stuff from high cupboards for you by picking you up and lifting you on the level of cupboards. If you are the same height as him then he also hugs you and loves whispering words of admiration into your ear.

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"Well, it was nice while it lasted, right?" You huffed with a smile on your face, facing the love of your life. So, so beautiful. Cold morning breeze waving his hair while sunlight fell on his pale skin.

" You still can visit me in the Dreaming " Said Dream, slightly tilting his head. Were you going to leave him? No, everything was so nice. It can't be.

" Nah, just, after this vacation i feel like i won't be able to get enough of you, ya' know?."

"You know i can not leave Dreaming without a ruler..."

"Yeah, and would never ask you to do so. At least i'll have a plenty of time after my death at the Dreaming, right? Lets just hope it won't be soon, i still have plans to do here". Morpheus could not believe his ears. You wanted to live with him after death? Then why would you turn his proposal down? His shocked face had told you everything he did't. " Hey, if i don't want to marry you does'n mean that i don't love you, alright? It's just... I've never seen a sense in marriage . If you love somebody, why you should prove it with some papers and rings? And yeah maybe i do have some trust issues cuz of my parrents unsuccesfulll marriage and i were suprised someone like you would marry someone like me... I am rambling again, aren't I?" As your face had growed a sad look, it was taken in cold hands of the Dream of The Endless.

"Throughout the time i spent with you i've learnt so much about mortals, about the misserable life of theirs..."

"Wow, thanks, you know how to flatter a human..." You rolled your eyes as he continued to speak.

"And it took me long enough to realise the beauty of all of you. You are facinating, soft creatures with a of heart of gold. And every of you is so, so different. You fail to see the light in the darkness-- just the way i did. And when you are in dead end, what do you do? You sleep, traveling into my realm. Regaining your life power. Creating and inspiring. You've showed me this side of humanity, you've faced the darkness with a smile on your face, creating a light on your own. You were the one who accompanied me on this jouney, lightning my way... It would be an honor to be a companion on the journey of yours. I'll fight all the demons on your way. Even if it's the demon of insecurities and trust issues." Oh god, did he just made a joke?" I'll face every obstacle on our way, if it means being with you."

"Actually, i can name at least one obstacle that is for now is not your level. " Pray tell me, my beloved."

"Therapy" The next moment you bursted into laughing. The nicest sound in the universe, thought so Dream. Unknowingly to both of you, your legs started to walk into park.A usual route that you walked with Morpoheus every morning. A new conversation was born.

"Actually, fun fact about all this stuff like «Regaining power in dreaming. No matter what happend today, in the morning it'll be better". It has scientifical explanation! It's all about glymphatic system that basicly, cleanses the brain of toxins during deep sleep. Facinating, isn't it?"

"Indeed, it is." Answered Dream, admiring you. A sound of raven's wings slit the wind.

And so, the new journey has began.

[jinkicake]

Sigh as it’s kazuha’s belated birthday I have let him take up residence in my head😔 so he’s rotting my brain. I absolutely adore how unhinged he is like he can be all flowery and softboy but he likes surprises so he just flips between his 12 personality traits so when you think you know him he says uno reverse and makes you think he’s a stranger again. Like he gives true switch behavior bc he FR doesn’t care he just wants to feel good and make his partner feel good, like he’s all about getting lost in the passion. Loves to see his lovers face contort in pleasure and tears gather at the corners of their eyes that are pleading him to touch them, and on the flip side teasing them unfairly so they will top him just as hard😔💕 like he’s an undercover brat so he pretends to follow instructions but with a smirk on his face that makes you feel your not really who’s in control here so you gotta break him. Definitely into drunk sex and that summer event proves it he’s a handsy drunk. Feel like he’s good at hiding how tipsy he is so when your head gets fuzzy he’s leaning in to tell you how good you look. Bc he’s a soft looking boy I imagine people are taken by surprise but he’s been traveling and w Beido no less so he’s SEEN some stuff. Will be calm and steady when coming onto people so they can back out anytime but also bc he wants you to say it. He really gives “ I said what I said vibes” so he will look you straight in the eye all bored while enjoying the weather and Be like

“ I can only imagine how cute you would look underneath me. Unless you’d rather be on top? You don’t have to be so gentle with me. You can hurt me if you’d like. After all, I don’t break very easily”

Like i would like to volunteer my throat for this man if he needs to blow off steam😮‍💨 like he is very upfront with his feelings and needs, he is down for anything you want to try and FR probably has more experience than you. Want to try bondage? Well he just so happens to have studied shibari for a while 😊 how convenient. I can feel his stare across the room like my god dude people are out here??? Walk up and wraps his around around you and you like oh normal conversation! NOPE without even FLINCHING kazuha is just casually talking about how deep he wants to be inside you like he’s talking about the weather. While his patience is not thin he does have buttons you can press to get him to “discipline” you🥰 like oh no he wants this to REALLY teach you a lesson so he’s gunna rail you behind some boxes like the crew aren’t just out of earshot. Won’t even attempt to cover you mouth, like nah you can be quiet yourself 🥴 if anyone comes over they definitely know not to unless they want to see you get filled up by him:// listening to the wind for footsteps >>> on the flip side my patience IS very thin so he definitely works my nerves and when it’s like “ I’m gunna fuck you up chill out” he will just give you this smug ass look that’s like “please do💕” so ig I have no choice🙄😒 likes to be restrained or told he can’t touch bc he will beg for permission. Literally a slut I will not debate will be under you w his hair down and clothes just open like an unwrapped present. Literally the type of little shit to make you cockwarm him at like dinner surrounded by everyone and they’re like “awww he wants to be close to you how cute” Beidou is starring right at you right in the eyes as kazuha gives a sudden thrust and she’s struggling not to laugh( they can share me respectfully 😔 captain gets to have everything on their ship) imma bite him. Also bc I saw this comic where the shogun has him tied up and is like “🙄 your friend was better” so I can put aside my deep dislike for her so that she can tease me infront of kazuha as he is unable to get free as he watches helplessly “look at you. i’ve only started using my fingers and you’re already shakin, humans are very intresting” AYO ACTUALLY BC THE PUPPET IS MEAN EI CAN BE THERE 💕 she’s nicer😔🙏🏿

happy late birthday dear kazuha LOL ~~~

on his birthday i literally thought about you and the scenario of beidou pegging him LMFAOOOOOOOOO i hope he enjoys that bc i know i certainly would.

we all saw how aggressive he was in fighting raiden (the puppet?, i dont fucking remember LMAO) so yeah he's both sweet sub and sweet dom,,,, mmm yeah! also HEAVYYYY ON THE DRUNK SEX,,,,, YEAHHHHHH we know how he gets out of it in two seconds like come on he'll be on you in two sips with his hands roaming up and down your sides,, he'd be so needy!!!! your in-depth analysis of switch!kazuha is one i can get behind! also heavy on the bondage hed do that

i feel like kazuha would fuck you in front of everyone on the ship also.... as a punishment.... i dunnooooooo,,, i dunoo would he be into that?!

YOU DONT LIKE THE SHOGUN EITHERRRR???? damn this is like the first person ive found to dislike her besides ME... dont get me wrong shes hot but i have my reasons but also..... mean puppet, i kinda dont hate it? ei also pisses me off but not as much LOL fine id fuck the puppet there i said it

kazuha would CRY REAL TEARS if the puppet was pleasuring you and he could do nothing about it like i feel like he'd rage lose his mind and go fucking psycho-.... that actually sounds like a good idea.... hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm maybe it just sounds like a good idea since i like the psychos?