#Oh wait I just realized that's gonna happen to their daughter FUCK

[luvyeni]

p. bestfriendsdad!seunghan x fem bodied reader | warnings: | words: 0.7k ~ (735) 🫧ㆍ₊⊹

request: Hii can I request best friends dad seunghan smut??

“my dad is here��

You bit back a smile as you got out of the passengers seat of her car, walking to her front door. “but just ignore him.”

Normally had it been any of your other friends dad, you probably would’ve — but not mr.hong, he was different; his warm smile, his kind eyes and the fact the hottest 40 something year old man you’ve ever met in your life.

He was also great in bed — you would know that because he fucked you many times before.

“how was my bab

“how was my babygirls day?” he hugged his daughter tightly, she groaned pushing him away, you smiled. “dad im 22, we don’t need to do this everyday.” He frowned. “I just want to hug my daughter why can’t you just go with.” You laughed. “give your dad a hug, not many dads ask for hugs “

“thank you yn, this is why she’s the only one of your friends I like.” Your friend didn’t understand the double meaning that had; or did she notice the look he gave you. “are you two gonna be studying?” your friend grabbed your hand. “yeah, yn is also gonna be spending the night so make enough dinner for her.” He nodded. “got any favorites yn?” you shrugged. “anything is fine.”

After studying and messing around your friend decided to shower before dinner was ready. “I’ll only be about 20 minutes.” She said closing the door; but you were already out her bedroom door — making your way to the kitchen where you knew he’d be.

“what are the making?” you saw him smiling. “your favorite, it just got finished.” He said, turning the heat off. “my favorite?” he finally turned around facing you. “yup, why not?” he pouted, you walked over to him, wrapping your arms around him. “I missed you.” He pulled you into a kiss. “we only have 20 minutes.” You breathed.

He quickly lifted you up on the counter; you could feel his hard on pressed against your clothed heat. “lets hurry then.” He quickly pulled your panties down, lifting up your skirt up. “been so hard every since I saw you in this tiny skirt.” He freed himself his slacks, his cock hard and ready to fuck. “did you wear this me?” he rubbed your fold with his tip. “to get me all riled up?” he pushed into you. “sh-shit.”

He pressed his forehead against yours, moving his hips. “fu-fuck princess I missed your cunt.” He groaned. “been thinking about your pretty pussy since the last time I saw you.” you moaned out, he was always able to reduce your body to mush. “ha-harder.” You stuttered, he obeyed switching up his pace, you yelped as he roughly fucked into you. “my pretty slut, you love sneaking behind your friends back, hm?” he bucked up into you. “fuck you clenched around me, you like fucking your friends dad.”

“fuck yes!” you moaned; just as the door to the bathroom opened, he covered your mouth, coming close to your ear. “you don’t want her to catch us right?” he reached between your bodies, rubbing your clit, hissing as you clenched around him. “fu-fuck if you keep clenching around me im gonna cum.” He groaned.

He realized he didn’t have much time, moving his hips at a inhumane pace. “se-seunghan i-I’m gonna— go ahead and cum.” He said. “be a good girl and cum for me.” That was all you needed, before you were cumming. “that’s it -fuck fuck fuck- cum for me.

He quickly chased his high, wishing he had more time. “shit im gonna cum.” He grunted, stilling his hips as he shot his load into your waiting wombs. “feels so good.” He kissed your lips

He wanted to give you aftercare; clean you up and cuddle in bed, but you both know it couldn’t happen, especially since you heard your friends bedroom door open. “shit baby im sorry.” He pulled his pants up gave you your panties back, helping you put them back on. “come to my room later when she’s sleep.” He kissed your head, pulling away just before she came into the kitchen. “dinner ready?”

“oh?” your friend said as he sat out the food. “hey yn isn’t this your favorite?” she asked. “uh— what a coincidence.” Seunghan interrupted. “well then I hope it’s as good as you normally eat.” He smiled.

of course it would be, the first time you had it was when he made it for you.

©️LUVYENI

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Can you pls write something like Miguel accidentally really hurts reader so she’s in Hospital or smth and Miguel goes to visit and apologise but Hobie’s really protective and doesn’t want him to see her?? and Miguel’s her dad bc I love angst thanknyouuu <3

Accidents

Angst, fluff, Miguel gets no happy ending atm

He didn’t even realize he had done it.

“Miguel! Be more careful!” She said, looking at him and back to your unconscious body.

“I’m trying!” He said, holding the tentacle doc ock was throwing at him. He said, not looking back.

Jessica shook her head, and entered the portal quickly. She quickly ran to the infirmary, when Hobie spotted her. He looked in her arms and went over, confused on who it was at first.

It wasn’t until he stopped and realized it was you.

He looked at Jess, and he looked at you.

“What the fuck happened?” He said, alarmed.

“It doesn’t matter right now, what matters is that she’s bleeding out in my arms!” She said, and quickly put her on the stretcher, and they quickly rolled her away.

Jessica sighed as Hobie followed you in, the doctors didn’t care too much about him entering and focused on you.

They took off your clothes, and stopped the bleeding first. Then they put you in a hospital gown, and quickly pulled up some machines, checking what was wrong.

Hobie was at your side the whole time, holding your hand and looking at the doctors while doing so.

They did their thing with Hobie in there, and they said there was nothing much else they could do except wait. You were in stable condition luckily. The doctors left after a while.

“Fuck. Knew I shoulda been there, fuckin’..” he paced around the room. The door opened slowly, and Gwen had some flowers and a card in her hand. Pavitr had a sad look on his face.

“Hey… we heard what happened.. you alright in here? They wouldn’t let us in at first.” Gwen said.

Hobie snapped his head to Gwen and Pavitr.

“Where’s Miguel? He should be here-“

“You don’t know…?” Pavitr said.

“Know what..?” Hobie asked.

“He’s the one that did this, bro. We were shocked too. But we went to go get something from him and he was talking to Jessica and Peter B, and we overheard them. He was mad as hell.”

Hobies face dropped, and he was just mad at him now.

“What?” Hobie said angrily.

They both stayed silent and Hobie groaned in frustration. Your own dad did this, and you hadn’t even realized.

“Sorry, man.” Pavitr pat his shoulder and gave him a small hug.

“Swear to God, I’m gonna fucking kill Miguel-“ he was interrupted when someone entered the room.

Miguel.

“How’d this happen?” Hobie asked him immediately.

“It was an accident-“

“This ain’t no fuckin’ accident you can brush off, you coulda fuckin’-“

“But I didn’t. She’s alive. She’s my daughter, Hobie. Let me in-“ he tried pushing Hobie.

“Nah, man. Can’t let you do that.”

You started to wake up and Miguels eyes widened at that.

“Y/n… I didn’t mean to, Y/n!” He said and was being held back by his own doctors.

“Sir, you need to calm down, this is an infirmary-“

“I created this fucking place. I know that.” He spat at the doctor

“Just please… you can come in when your calm.”

“One person in here at a time please.” The doctor said when they entered the room, they all left Hobie and you.

He looked at you and you gave him a small smile.

“Hobie.”

“Yeah, It’s me. You alright?” He said, caressing your cheek.

“What happened?” You asked.

“Well.. you were on a mission, and you got hurt. Don’t know how but..” he lied. He shouldn’t say something that might mess up you and your dad’s relationship.

“Oh.”

“How are you feeling, Ms. O’Hara?” The doctor asked.

“I’m feeling… tired. Sore. It hurts.” You mumbled to her, looking at her.

“That’s expected. You took some heavy damage, we suggest that you don’t go on missions for a while. At least until you’re healed.”

You nodded and looked back at Hobie.

“Where’s my dad?”

“He’s outside.” The doctor said.

You sighed and looked at Hobie again.

“You okay?”

“I’m jus’ tired.. I missed you though.”

He laughed quietly “Well, don’t worry cause I’m not leaving your side anymore.”

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[11queensupreme11]

Hi,person from the "sweet fever" question!(I recommend u to do a quick read on the fan manga or see a resume so u can understand what I'm talking abt a bit better lol)

I was referring to a succubus womb tatto which can represent female power or something but can also represents other things depending on type of succubus womb tattoo (like one for cum addiction+other thing, one for slave I think,etc)

But I have another question,this situation would remind me of the Hades and Percy pollen situation, so how the yans react to Hades almost doing with Percy TWICE and in one Percy was high on sex pollen? I mean Hades didn't take her virginity but he was CLOSE☠️

omg wait so if character a got the "cum addiction" womb tattoo, they would be given a cum addiction?? and so forth??? omg 🤭 why didn't i learn of this sooner, now i know what kinda fics to search for tonight hehe

NOW I CAN DO YOUR FIRST REQUEST:

I wonder what would happen if Percy got a curse by that bc Aphrodite is TIRED of waiting for something more to happen so Percy's with an insane libido, fever, the temporary succubus womb tatto, etc. I wonder how yans would react and what would happen lol (Unrelated but I love how everyone uses the question things to talk u to just for the "anonymous" thing, I'm one of said followers😭)

(i found these on twitter btw, so im using these ideas for inspo hehe)

so knowing aphrodite, she would pick a tattoo that SPECIFICALLY suits whatever yan she wants percy to end up with (actually, she'd probably switch it up every day so percy can be with ALL of them lmao, more entertainment for her)

beelzebub: COMMAND/REPROGRAM/TRIGGERED for sure 😭 lowkey, he'd be irked at first because he's already been conditioning her and he doesn't need the help of a stupid mark but eventually he starts to... enjoy it 😏 you know he's gonna order her to do the most lewdest things and video tape it so he can enjoy it in the future. and hey, since the mark's only temporary, he could even use the videos for future blackmail! 🤗

poseidon: LESSER. oh poseidon would LOVE this because finally percy starts to listen to him. he'll tell her that humans are awful and they all deserve to die, and she'll believe him. he'll tell her that it's perfectly okay to love your father, and she'll believe him. he'll tell her that it'd be SUCH a great idea for them to marry and have children and she'd believe him. no more needing to worry about his precious daughter getting corrupted by humanity's morals, she's now all his for the taking, yay!!!!

hades: LIBIDO/SWAY/GAZE. this man is horny for his niece so dont be surprised if he has dirty thoughts about her. imagine the horror percy'll feel when she hears her own uncle's impure thoughts about her?? and the horror she'll feel when she realizes she's actually getting TURNED ON by them??? she'll be so humiliated and confused when she suddenly starts touching herself, but its okay because her dear uncle's there to help her 🥺

apollo: CUMDICTION. aphrodite feels sooo bad that percy barely pays attention to him, so she curses her with a mark that makes her absolutely OBSESSED with him (tho to be more specific, his dick). apollo would be so ecstatic that the love of his life is finally reciprocating his love, that he won't even notice the womb mark when he's fucking her! true love 💖

loki: SUFFER/FORLORN. shocker, right lol 😂 he would totally enjoy this because he gets to do all kinds of sexual torture on her, BUT he's surprisingly also the first one who starts to hate the mark. her reactions aren't genuine, he wants the REAL percy, without this annoying mark! he wants percy to fight back and snap at him with her sassy words, not moan and be forced to submit!!!!

AND AS A BONUS: aphrodite would somehow manage to trick the yans into entering a room and throw percy in there with the pheromone mark! pheromone: any man within 30 meters will become aroused and attracted to her. the closer he is, the stronger it gets, and since these yans are already head over heels for her, the effects would be even STRONGER so rip percy's 🐱

[harleehazbinfics]

Home is where my Heart is.

Chapter 11: Hello Abby!/Hello Rosie! Table of Contents | Profile

Word Count: 2100+

A/N: AAAAAAAA one more chapter to goooo I want to draw them... if i have time...

“So, how was your.. trip..?” I ask them, holding a tray of apple pie by the door only to have Charlie rushing past me and into her room. "Do you want to take this apple pie?!"

“Is she okay?” I ask Vaggie who enters late.

Vaggie sighs and drops the luggage on the floor before she slumps on the couch. Not a moment later, the rest join us. Angel taking a picture of her first before asking, “How’d it go?”

“Horrible, absolutely horrible. Not only did they support our case but..” Vaggie drifts off looking upstairs.

“Well? Spit it out!” Husk asks losing patience.

“Charlie found out I’m a former exorcist,” she confesses guiltily.

There was a heart pause before they screamed and tackled her. Bombarding her with questions. I mean.. I did kinda think of it, but it was still surprising. I hand them the pie before setting my eyes on the bag they brought with them move from the loud noise.

“Uhh, Vaggie dear. I think your bag just move,” I alerted her.

“Did you smuggle some puppies?” Niffty asks excitedly.

“God, I hope not,” Husk grumbles.

Vaggie lets out a groan before getting up from the floor and zipped open their bags. We were greeted to the sight of fluffy feathery wings instead.

“YOU BROUGHT A BIRD!” Niffty shrieks trying to pick it up. However, it wasn’t as small as we thought it was when a head popped up from the ball of feathers, making Niffty scream and hide behind Angel startling him.

“Uhh, hi?” the person greets awkwardly trying to smile.

“What the fuck?! Why is there an angel in our bags?! How the fuck did you even squeeze in there?!” Vaggie screams holding the girl’s shoulders. “Oh shit, we’re gonna be in so much trouble.”

“I’d appreciate it if you’d stop shaking me first,” she responds with a laugh dizzy from from Vaggie’s actions. She shakes her head comically to clear her head and replies, “I heard that Heaven let in some folks from the Devildom, and I wanted to talk to you! So, I waited but then you arrived all angry, so I just hid in your luggage instead.”

Vaggie makes a face trying to comprehend the girl’s train of thoughts that led her here, with a hand in the air as if trying to say, ‘That doesn’t sound logical.’

The girl sighs and confesses, “Truth is, I wanted to come down here and find my parents. I’ve searched heaven for years and I didn’t find them. So, I took my chances here.”

Then at realization, I drop and knelt in front of the girl turning her head to face me. With tears in my eyes, I whisper, “It is you. It’s you! I missed you so much!”

“Mom!” she cries burying herself in my hug.

Around us another round of scream’s echo in the room unable to process the series of events that happened back-to-back. After calming everyone down and settling them down on the couch while Vaggie, Abby and I stood in front of them, somewhat like a class presentation.

“You’re a former exorcist?” Angel starts.

“Where’s your wings?” Niffty asks.

“I don’t have—”

“Did you ever think maybe she's sensitive about her lack of wings, just like her lack of tits?”

“Yeah. Where are your tits?” Niffty asks tugging at her shirt.

“sigh Any other questions?”

“Who’s the kid?”

“I’m Abigail Calliope. Daughter of Alastor and Miledy Calliope, and I’m not a kid!” Abby huffs.

“How old did you die anyway? You look pretty young though.”

“20. I got into an accident while volunteering,” she explains.

“Figures how you got into heaven. Kinda crazy how that batshit crazy radio demon has a daughter though,” Angel gestures with all four hands.

“You said it,” Husk murmurs downing a bottle of whiskey.

“Well, I did a lot of convincing,” I answer brushing Abby’s hair off her face. “I don’t regret a single thing.”

She gives me a smile before we see a green flash coming from upstairs. ‘My crazy husband did it,’ I thought in awe, getting the princess of hell to get a deal with him was surprising given that she was so on-guard around him.

“Who’s that?” Abby asks turning to me.

I give her a grin and answer, “Your father.”

Her eyes lit up finally getting to see her father after decades. Charlie and Alastor comes down and finds Abby. Surprised that an angel was here by herself.

“Who is—?”

“That can wait. I think you guys have something planned, we’ll talk on the way!” I say pushing Charlie out the door, Alastor and Abby behind us. I look behind me and find Abby being shy looking away from Alastor, while Alastor was eyeing her intently still not recognizing her.

“Wait! We can’t have her walk around the city with that look!” Charlie stops us, then turning to Abby. She casts a spell changing her clothes into a blue dress that was trendy these days along with demon horns headband.

“Your wings, dear,” I tell her which she immediately hides away.

“Sooo, who is she?” Charlie asks with Alastor next to her.

“When you came back from your trip, this little troublemaker slid into your luggage and travelled to hell here with you,” I say nipping Abby’s nose. “This is our daughter, Abigail.”

“Pleasure to meet you! Quite the please!” Abby greets with his father’s cadence shocking the both of them.

“I just went through a massive sense of déjà vu,” Charlie says holding her head before shaking Abby’s outstretched hand.

“Goodness! Sunshine! Look how much you’ve grown!” Alastor exclaims lifting Abby in his arms. “You’ve grown into such a beautiful lady.”

“Dad! I missed you so much,” she excitedly screams hugging her father which he welcomed with a gleeful laugh.

“Youuuu have a daughter???” Charlie drawls in shock pointing at Alastor who put down Abby.

“Is it that surprising?” Alastor says petting Abby’s head.

“YES!?” Charlie yells.

“How about we head to Cannibal Town now. We’re kinda wasting time now,” I say leading them down the road. “Isn’t this fun? We look like family!”

“What? Why are we going to cannibal town?” Charlie asks, Abby looking around confused and disturbed by the sights around her, before we arrived the quaint little town.

“There’s a friend of mine I think you should meet. It’s also a good opportunity to introduce Abby to her too!” Alastor says escorting Abby and leading in front of us.

“In Cannibal Town? But it’s, it’s… surprisingly nice here,” Charlie says changing her mind.

“Right? We actually have a residency here. We try to come by when we can. Reminds us of home,” I explain to the girls.

“Isn't it though? and it's all thanks to a very special someone,” Alastor says opening the door for us.

We see Rosie attending to her costumer before she notices us by the entrance, “Oh, my, stars! Do my eyes deceive me? Alastor. Alastor! Where have you been??? These halls really lost some of their sparkle without your lively presence and—," she notices me and says, “Miledy! Sweetheart! You haven’t called me in weeks!”

She glances the girls beside us and comments, “Oh. Who's this ya brought with you? Come now, Alastor, she's much too young for you! Oh I'm just kidding. I know you're an Ace in the hole.” I coughed a laugh at her, which she appreciated that someone got her joke.

“A what now?”

“But where are your manners mister? Introduce us why don't you?”

“Ahh, yes. Charlie, Abigail, this is Rosie, the most darling, delightful and dangerous Overlord this side of the Pentagram!” Alastor introduces Rosie.

“Oh! Always such a charmer.”

“And Rosie, it's my pleasure to introduce you to princess Charlie Morningstar. Daughter of Lucifer and heir to the throne of Hell!” Alastor pushes Charlie, then Abby, “and last but not least, this is Abigail Calliope, Miledy and I’s pride and joy!”

“How do you do?” Charlie greets nervously with a wave, while our daughter happily returns their high energy.

“Well, well! isn't this a regal surprise! Come in! Come in! Can I offer you somethin' to eat? I'm sure I have a leg around here or somethin'. Oh, what am I thinkin'? Small thing like you? You're probably watchin' your figure! How bout some nice pinkie fingers instead?” Rosie offers a box to the pair.

“Um...No. no, thank you, though,” Charlie says refusing for the both of them.

“Oh look at you!” Rosie gushes patting both of their heads, “so polite! Alastor, you could learn a thing o' two.”

“Well, sit down. Sit down. Tell Auntie Rosie what she can do for you. Ya know, Alastor. I got a premo-connect on a guy with about eight blocks of territory and not enough goons to run it. Prime pickin's for a deal to be made, my friend.” Rosie tells Alastor making a gesture.

“What does that mean, mom?” Abby asks me while we stood behind Charlie as they talked.

“Here in hell, demons grow their power by accumulating deals, these deals could be anything but the ultimate price they pay is their souls,” I explain to her, “I’m sorry you have to go through this, Abby. I know how drastic of a change this will be, so if you decide to go back to heaven, we’ll help you.”

She hastily shaking her head, refusing the suggestion, “As fun as it is there. It didn’t have you or dad,” she replies sincerely making me let out a sigh of relief then hugging her.

---later

“Now, fair warning. This group sticks together. So, in order to convince any of them, you'll need to convince all of them. And there's one in particular—" Rosie pauses thinking of the appropriate word.

“Uuuugh, Susan,” Alastor states in distate.

“Susan, who's a bit of an... uh—”

“Ornery old bitch?”

“That! She's tough, but win her over and the rest will be easy as pie. Ready?”

“I guess.”

Charlie goes off into an unenthusiastic speech, making me internally cringe paired with how the cannibals strongly reacted against her.

“FUCK YOU, YOU OLD BITCH!” Charlie screams flipping Susan off.

“Welp. Okay everyone! We’ll be back after a brief intermission!” I call over the microphone while Rosie drags a huffing Charlie backstage. “Any song requests?!”

While I was singing for the crowd while Charlie and Rosie sorted themselves, in the corner of my eye I see Alastor and Abby talking.

“I almost forgot how wonderfully mom sang,” Abby states looking at her mother in awe.

“Definitely one you grow to love even more with each and every song,” Alastor adds.

“Absolutely! I kept every recording I could get my hands on,” Abby replies enthusiastically.

Alastor laughs and tells her, “I heard you also kept old recordings of my radio shows.”

Abby blushes and confesses, “I was still young when you left so, I got every recording I could find just to remember how you sounded.”

Alastor sighs and give a small smile and pets her head, “I won’t go anywhere this time.”

Abby smiles and hugs his dad. Just then Rosie and Charlie come back looking better. I stand with my family while Alastor hands her his microphone. While we watched her sing more confidently than earlier, catching everyone’s attention. Abby looks at her amazed how she got them to join her.

“They're dancing along. They're singing her song,” Rosie sang her hands clasped together.

“Surprised? Why, I knew she could do it all along,” Alastor and I sang together.

“She's bound to pass the test as Princess of Hell. Like her Daddy she is madly power-fell!” we sang and danced together, making Abby gush at how we blended our voice together.

“She's filled with potential that I could guide,” Alastor looks at Charlie sinisterly.

“I concur!” Rosie and I sang slinging our elbows with Alastor.

“Stick with her, you'll be on the winning side.”

We lead the Cannibals to the hotel where we meet up with Vaggie who brought the weapons with her.

---later

We take Abby to our room where she immediately notices the forest, “Oh! This looks like the cabin we had.”

“Well, a replica of it,” Alastor says taking off his coat and putting it on a hanger in a closet.

“How was your first day here?” I ask her, pulling her to sit with me by the fireplace.

“It was definitely something,” she laughs off nervously, “But aside from the vulgarities, it seems like fun. And, I want to work here, at the hotel. Though I’m... different, I want to help sinners redeem themselves and reach heaven. Is… that okay?”

Alastor and I share a look before giving her a smile, “Of course it is, Sunshine. Why wouldn’t it be? We want you to do whatever you like, you’re free to do so. We’re family.”

Tears form in her eyes and drip down her cheeks, we gave her a big hug to comfort her. Finally, a family again.

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[cairavende]

Worm Arc 18 thoughts:

Well that sure just happened

I'm fine

Noelle ate my daughter. But I'm fine. It's fine.

Her girlfriends are gonna save her!

I'm fiiiiine

Anyway, that's like, the end of the arc so there's a lot of other stuff that happens!

Taylor casually drops that she's mostly blind in conversation and Brian kinda freaks out. Understandably.

She got eye drops that she is supposed to be doing but never mentions doing them. I'm very disappointed in her. I'm also worried her eyes aren't going to ever get better.

I do love that the moment Dinah says she only has a 58% chance of going home and Taylor realizes it's because of her, she forces the situation by taking Dinah home right away. She is far from perfect, but she does have her moments.

RACHEL LET DINAH PET HER DOG!!!!! AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! LOOK AT THE GROWTH!!

One of my favorite lines, when Taylor asks Dinah the chance of trouble before they go into the medical clinic "When there's trouble, it's you.  Eighty percent of the time." Just, kinda embodies the spirit of Worm I think.

I'm still fine.

Taylor sure thinks about Rachel as Rachel a lot now, instead of mostly as Bitch. GAAAAAY.

I really want to know what's on those papers Dinah left for Taylor. Triumph saw them but didn't seem to react. One might have been a message for him, since Dinah would know he would see it. Something that will come into play later maybe.

I love Parian making a giant wiener dog for everyone to ride on. Like, it is a definite upgrade in transportation from "door with glass stuck in it dragged down the street" but it doesn't have much of a supervillain vibe to it.

Noelle just starts it off with grabbing possibly the strongest cape available in Brockton Bay. At a minimum, one of the most versatile to clone. No big deal. Not like even just normal Vista could become very dangerous if she wanted to be evil.

Freaking PRT all "this is a Class A instead of a Class S cause Eidolon is a big man baby and needs to punch something all on his own to prove he's strong". Sure are helping people Alexandria. Good job. What a hero.

I think Eidolon is Bargain Bin Scion. Scion Lite. Blue Light Special Scion. A shitty version of Scion created by Cauldron basically.

Clockblocker is so fucking fascinated with Skitter it's amazing.

Tattletale made Eidolon maaaaaad! I love her.

I'm perfectly fine.

The scene with meeting the Chicago Wards, oh god I loved it so much! Skitter tells Bitch to clear the plywood out of a window and she just instantly fucking kicks it open, then a giant swarm comes in and swirls around everyone and covers Skitter, making her hair move and trailing bugs behind her like a gown, and then starts speaking with the swarm. And Tattletale waits until the perfect moment before asking the Wards their names and powers, very clearly backing Skitter up as her 2nd. Just such a "ok I was playing nice but now I need you to know who you are working with!" power move. Fucking amazing. Also it was Skitter being assisted by Bitch and Tattletale! GAAAAAAAAAAAY!! LESBIAN SUPERVILLAIN POWER POLYCULE!

I think Grace has neat powers but could have been more creative with her name. I fucking love Tecton though, assume tinker. Dude has got to love fights like this, where he is allowed to do all the property damage he wants. He'd make a good villain.

The other two are kinda neat too but they didn't last very long.

Every time they are going anywhere Bitch specifically offers Skitter a ride. GAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!

I love seeing the range of power adjustments the clone Vistas get. Some are pretty basic - can do stuff from farther away or not be slowed down if a lot of people are around - but then we get ones like Paper Mario Vista and Imagine Dragons Vista, with much more wild powers.

Everyone stand back while Eidolon goes and shows us all how strong he is! God.

I'm 100% FINE.

Side effect of being blinded probably, but it is neat how good Taylor is getting at listening, and sometimes even seeing, through her bugs! Just listening in on Eidolon and Noelle from blocks away.

Imp almost gets crushed to death by Eidolon's gravity power cause she ignores warnings from Skitter to run. Sounds about right.

Noelle making rat clones and bug clones (that Skitter can't control) is fun.

Fucking projectile vomit attack suddenly! Did Noelle absorb the girl from the Exorcist??

Texas Wards kinda getting their ass kicked. (Also what the hell is going on in Texas that the whole state apparently just has the one Wards team, vs most places have a Ward team per city?)

Fight is going kinda poorly. Travelers show up to help! And then Trickster betrays everyone to feed my daughter to Noelle! AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm fine.

The Most Powerful Man in the World Interlude thoughts:

Scion just really is empty in there isn't he?

Not a person, just a construct of the entities in 3 dimensional space. Sphere moving through Flatland and being seen as a circle style. No mind, just does what this guy tells him.

Duke is a very good dog.

Kevin talking about Scion 100% sounds like someone talking about a lover that has been lots of trouble for them but that they just can't quite.

Lisette is having a weird day.

I really wonder how the next Endbringer attack is going to go now that Scion has been told to kill them. Wonder if it'll be different.

Crusader Interlude thoughts:

Shockingly, it turns out that the Nazi is an asshole. News at 11.

Night and Fog were basically constructed by this Gesellschaft group. Seems like a branch of Cauldron pretending to be Nazis for more control over things. Or maybe not directly a branch of Cauldron, but they get powers from Cauldron. Maybe not related, but they make weapons, which is very much what Cauldron can do, and we haven't seen anyone else yet reliably make powers with control over the outcome.

This poor TA is having a bad day.

Taylor triggered 2 or more times in that locker. I was 100% positive of that the second the TA said "You can’t really distinguish a single trigger event from having two in quick succession." I probably should have realized this earlier.

Really curious where Theo and Aster's stories are going. I could see one or both of them being a major part of the end of the world (based on stuff from Trickster's visions on stuff from Noelle's interlude I'm thinking a 3rd or 4th generation cape might play a part in it), but I could also see them being red herrings.

Theo is upset but realistically getting abandoned and left with the PRT is the best option that could have happened to him.

Jessica Yamada Interlude thoughts:

This poor woman

Faultline Interlude thoughts:

OH MY GOD Gregor and Shamrock are super fucking cute together!!!!

Faultline is amazing and very organized and detail oriented and an assertive leader who wears a dress shirt with slacks and cowboy boots and threatens to get a bullwhip and I would really like her to tell me what to do k thx.

Not positive I would trust the minor precog abilities of Shamrock to make me Simurgh proof, but it's better than nothing.

The quarantine zone of the city of Madison is doing great!

Wasn't expecting to get to see Matroyshka again, that's neat! She should probably stop eating people but otherwise she's fun.

Faultline just not being able to stand Tattletale is wonderful. I hope they bother each other for years to come.

I like this crew, so I was not happy that they got really fucked up by Contessa. But I also want to like Contessa (as much as I can like someone who works for Cauldron) and this did make her seem really badass.

Noelle Interlude thoughts:

I'm fine.

Regent keeping up the jokes under pressure, good for him.

Finally got some good descriptions of Noelle's powers doing stuff which was very good.

I'm fine.

Also fun to see various clones and their powers.

AND THE VISION! OH MY GOD THE VISION! So much good info from that. It helped me get a much better idea of things and confirmed a lot of things I already thought. (Like Cauldron has basically hijacked an entity, more or less. Not the details on how though.)

I'm fine.

The fact that Noelle can let the god dandruff take control is interesting. Like her connection never got fully closed compared to other people. Which is what I assumed only taking half a vial did. Really curious to see if we ever get more info on Oliver.

Her Earth Bet self is like, 15 years younger. But still has the same name. Kinda wild.

I'm fine.

Also her Earth Bet dad gave her the name Echidna, which like, I get it's the mother of monsters or whatever, but I can only think of the cute adorable little creature!

I'm fine.

I obviously wish Eidolon had been able to defeat Noelle and save my daughter but him having a big sad about it not being fair that he can't get stronger is pretty funny too. I do not like the guy.

I'm fine.

I'm sure Tattletale has a plan and everything will work out.

I'm fine.

I'm 100% absolutely fine.

[eddie-van-munson]

Keeping You Safe (Eddie Munson x Byers!Reader)

***********

Summary: Your dad (Lonnie) drops in at the house unannounced one afternoon while Will and Eddie are scheming for Hellfire, leaving Eddie black and blue. Hearing you talk about your childhood brings Eddie back to his own.

Warnings: Stories about the Reader and Eddie's Abusive Fathers, Talk of Blood/Bruises, Series Typical Violence, Cursing, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Mentions of Death/Grief, Mentions of Bullying, Cigarettes, Fighting, One Sex Joke, Abuser Uses the Word 'f**', She/Her Pronouns.

A/N: I teased this FOREVER ago and its finally here! I wanted to say that while I didn't go into detail in the story, Eddie DEFINITELY got in some punches. I don't know how to feel about this one over all but I love the song Eddie's mom wrote. I'm so soft for momma's boy Eddie.

Please leave a comment and tell me what you think!!!

***********

Your heart nearly stopped when you picked up the phone. Will sobbed into the receiver, croaking unintelligibly. You gripped the storefront counter, panic frying every last one of your nerve endings, just as the phone had fried in your mother's hands two years ago as she listened to those same cries. 

"Will? Will, what's wrong? Are you hurt? Wha-" 

"Eddie...E-Eddie is..." 

You hadn't realized it was possible to be hit simultaneously with relief and more panic. "Eddie's hurt? Are you at home? What happened?" You snatched the keys from the desk, stretching the phone chord around the wall as you scrambled to clock out. 

"D-Dad was here."  Will choked through deep breaths as you fumbled with your punch card, shooting your coworker an urgent look. "Dad was here and I'm scared-" 

"It's ok. Hey, no no no. It's ok buddy. I'll be there in five minutes, alright? Give me five minutes." 

You threw your coat on frantically as you ran out to your car, the only indication your boss had received being the ring of the bell when the door opened. 

***********

"Who the hell are you?" The man spat, his brow furrowing at the sight of Eddie.

Ah. Lonnie Byers.

Eddie had never met the man in his life, but he had enough experience with abusive fathers to know that this guy was definitely yours.

"I'm Eddie." He kept his voice still and confident, trying to look unbothered. He propped his arms across the back of the couch confidently. "Who the hell are you?"

Lonnie scoffed, "What are you doing in my house, kid? You want me to call the cops?" 

"I don't think that'd end up well for you, man. But, be my guest." He shrugged non-chalantly, crossing his legs on the coffee table.

Lonnie opened his mouth to shout, forehead creased with anger, but paused. "Wait a second...I know exactly who you are." 

Eddie's brows crooked as he stared down the older man.

The man's jaw flexed, "You're Manson's kid. You run that cult over at the school." 

The corner of Eddie's mouth tugged mischievously, "It's Munson, actually." 

Lonnie grabbed the game book that'd been left open on the table, glancing at the artwork before flinging it across the room carelessly. His muddy boot planted itself on the table in its place.

"You killed that little Cunningham girl didn't you?"

Eddie's expression went slack, anger boiling in his stomach. He swallowed thickly, ignoring the jab.

"What the hell are you doing here, you freak? You gonna pluck my daughter's eyes out? Break her bones?"

The room went silent as Eddie's face slowly split into a knowing grin. "No." He looked him directly in the eyes. "But I do have a date with her in an hour."

Lonnie lunged forward, grabbing him by the collar and yanking him up off of the couch. "You're not gonna lay a fucking hand on my daughter." 

Eddie choked through a laugh.  "Oh, trust me. Your daughter is very well acquainted with my hands." 

Before he even knew what happened, Lonnie's fist gave a sickening crack against Eddie's temple. Stars danced in his eyes as he was flung down onto the rough carpet, the wind knocking from his lungs. Eddie wheezed through a weak laugh, groaning. God, he hoped Will would stay quiet in his room. Based on the blow he'd just taken, Lonnie would have no problem busting down a door.

"You think that's fucking funny, freak?" Lonnie yelled, towering over Eddie's crumpled form. 

Eddie struggled to breathe, "A little."  

He turned just in time for the toe of Lonnie's boot to ram into his ribs instead of his stomach. The second blow was worse. Eddie could taste copper in his mouth as he tried to remember how to breathe. 

He much preferred Jason Carver

***********

Your hands trembled as you drove, tears clouding your vision. 

This was your worst nightmare. It was why Will was never left home alone, even though he was well old enough to be. Your dad had always had a temper and a violent streak. When you were young, it hadn't been uncommon to hear the sharp sound of a slap cut through the air during his arguments with your mom. Ever since the divorce, Will had become the target of his anger. He was always calling to shout at your mom, accusing her of "raising that boy to be a fag". That, and bitterly claiming that "That boy needs a father around, Joyce. He needs someone to beat some sense into him." 

Your driving was getting hazardous by the time you reached the house. You flew through the front door, heart sinking at the sight of your boyfriend sitting propped against the hall's wood paneling. Will sat beside him, looking visibly shaken. 

"Eddie..." You breathed his name, hands trembling as you dropped to your knees beside him. You held his face gently in your hands, assessing the damage. 

He smiled at you through a wince, "Hi, sweetheart." 

"Christ, What have you done?"

He smirked, nodding towards your brother.  "Well, I had to stand up for Will the Wise, didn't I? It's party rules." 

You cursed under your breath as you pushed his bangs back from his hurt forehead. A dark bruise painted his temple and cheekbones, a smeary trail of blood dripping from his nose all the way down to the collar of his shirt. It'd be a miracle if his nose wasn't broken. His pretty lower lip had a bad nick in it, and anxiety churned in your stomach when you noticed how stiff his movements were. 

"Jesus, Eds. Stay here, ok?" You darted around the house quickly, locking every door and window you could find, before grabbing a clean washcloth from the kitchen. You took your brother's hand sweetly when you returned, "I need you to do me a favor alright? Do you think you can call Hopper? Tell him what happened?" 

Eddie groaned at the idea of involving the cops, but Will nodded solemnly. You ignored your boyfriend's complaint, propping your shoulder beneath his arm. 

"Let's get you to my room, Bruiser." 

He chuckled, eyes scrunching pain as you helped lift him up onto his feet. "Princess, I know I look awfully pretty right now, but it might not be the best time for you to have your way with me." 

You rolled your eyes at his smirk, wondering how he was still able to be a cocky bastard with an actively bloody nose. 

You were gentle as you helped him sit on your bed, heart aching sympathetically at his soft curses. "Hey...shhh 's ok. Tell me what hurts."  

He slowly fought to catch his breath, scrunching his eyes. "It'd be easier to list what doesn't hurt, actually." 

You noticed him tense with every rise and fall of his chest. "He got your ribs, didn't he?" 

Eddie chuckled weakly, "Yeah. A couple of kicks to the stomach."

You bit your lower lip, shaking your head at the mental image. You fought it hard, but your eyes glossed, lip quivering.

 "Hey...It's alright." Eddie stroked your hair,  biting back the pain as he brushed the beginnings of a tear from your lower lashes. "Everything's alright, sweetheart. Will's ok, huh? That's all that matters." 

You sniffled, "What about you?" 

"Me?" He chuckled, wiping some blood from his nose with the back of his hand. "I'm right as rain, babe. You should see the other guy." 

A tear finally welled over as you gave him a sad, grateful smile, but you quickly brushed it away when Will peeked his head into your room.

He looked nervous still, guilt swimming in his eyes. "Hopper said he'd be on the look out for dad's car." Your brother fiddled with the latch on the little red first aid kit he'd retrieved from under the bathroom sink, his eyes unable to meet Eddie's. "He's going to come by later to file a report, but he said to make sure the doors are locked."  

You took the kit from his hands, laying it on the bed beside you. You scrambled for words, unable to think of a way to ease his mind when your own was racing. Eddie supplemented. 

"What's wrong, dude?" He patted an empty spot on the bed, inviting Will to sit.

Will was quiet for a moment, his voice soft when he finally spoke. "You got hurt and it's my fault." 

You took your brother's hand, soothingly. Eddie shook his head. "No, man. I got hurt because your dad's an asshole. That's not your fault." 

Will focused on the comforter, toying with the fabric. "I could've...I don't know. I should've helped." 

Eddie nudged him gently with his sneaker. "Oh come on, Byers. You've faced some pretty gnarly shit all on your own. It's ok to let me help out every once in a while." 

"But I just sat there!" He argued, pitifully. "I just sat in my room while he-..." 

Will trailed off, tears welling. Eddie sat up, biting back the pain as he crooned to meet his eyes. 

"Hey..." He mussed his hair, lovingly. "I know it sucks, man. But can I tell you something?"

Will nodded.

"When I was a kid,  my dad used to show up out of nowhere too...pull all the same shit. My mom always told me to go to my room and lock the door and all that, right? Just like I told you to do earlier."

Will nodded, listening dutifully as he blinked back tears.

Eddie shook his head, "I fucking hated it. They would fight and I would just be stuck in there listening to it."

Eddie's eyes glazed with memories. You could tell they hurt.  Your stomach churned.

"So when I got older and dad was locked up, I asked mom about it, you know? 'Why did you make me stay in my room? I could've helped. He was hurting you, mom.'"

Your eyes stung.

"But you know what she said? She said 'Your dad did hurt me, Eddie. But it would've been so much more painful for me to see him hurt you."

Will stared off, pensively.  You took his hand, squeezing it gently.

Eddie nodded, "I'd so much rather get my ass kicked than to see you get hurt. I mean that. You did what I told you to. You stayed safe and that's what's fuckin' important."

Your brother's shoulders relaxed a bit, "I suppose so." 

A smile tugged at Eddie's lips. "I know so. And what I say goes because I'm the Dungeon Master. So there." 

Will laughed, and the sound was like pure sunshine. You took Eddie's hand, squeezing it appreciatively. He squeezed yours back. 

Eddie's dimples were pretty as he smiled. "You know what would make me feel better?"

Will narrowed his eyes, "What's that?" 

"New character sheets for Hellfire....drawn by the most skillful renderer in all of Hawkins, The William Byers..." 

Your brother blushed, hiding his smile, "Come off it, Eds." 

"I mean it!" He laughed heartily as he clutched his ribs. 

Will stood from the bed, crossing his arms, "I'll think about it." 

Eddie laid back against the headboard, "Well you better think quick, because your sister's about to take my shirt off so she can doctor me up, and things are liable to get pretty steamy. She's a total animal when she sees me-" 

"Eddie!" Your cheeks went pink, but Eddie only giggled at your indignation. 

Will threw his hands up in surrender, immediately hightailing it out of your room. "Fine! Ok! I'll go!" 

 ***********

Eddie gave a borderline pornographic moan when you carefully laid a hot water bottle over his side. You cooed to him softly, pushing his hair back from his forehead. "Theerree it is. Too hot?" 

He shook his head dumbly, enjoying your hands in his hair. "Feels good." 

You smiled as you knelt beside him. He was all clean now, and while he definitely had some bumps and cuts, he looked much better. You pecked his forehead and his nose gently before finally granting him a soft kiss on the lips. 

He hummed, smiling lazily. "What was that for?" 

"Because I love you." 

He chuckled happily, "Well shit, baby. In that case..." He tugged the collar of your shirt gently as he brought your lips back to his, long and slow and deep. 

You were breathless when you finally parted, and Eddie looked very proud of himself as he guided you up to lay beside him on the bed. 

You sighed, playing with his hair, adjusting the cold pack you'd given him carefully so it better rested against his temple. You watched his big brown eyes flutter shut as you worked, "If Jonathan were here, he'd welcome you to the family." 

"Hmm." Eddie winced as he adjusted the pillow beneath his head. "Why's that?" 

He saw your eyes glaze a bit with memories, your expression fading. "He used to say you're not a Byers unless Lonnie's knocked you around, some." 

The room was quiet for a long time. Finally, Eddie reached over to rub your arm soothingly, squeezing your hand. He had questions that he didn't want to ask. 

"Did Will see him hit you?" You rasped, keeping your face hard and emotionless. 

"No." Eddie reassured you. "I told him to go the second I heard someone coming up the driveway. He didn't see anything." 

Your shoulders relaxed a little. Will didn't need to have anything added to his list of nightmares. "Do you think he heard?"

Eddie swallowed thickly, trying to ignore the anger that swelled in his belly at the thought of Will hearing his own father berate him through the walls. "I'm not sure. I think he might have put on some music." 

He hadn't, but Eddie knew the idea would ease your mind. 

You thought through his words before sighing, reaching into your bedside table for a cig and a lighter. "He used to shove him around when he was little. Jonathan and I too, but it was different with Will..." You choked, hands trembling as you lit your cigarette. "Will's always been so…so small. Too small to hold a heart so big." 

Your voice tightened, words croaking. 

"Mom had to work during the week and I would pick Will up from Pre-K on my way home from school." Eddie's heart ached as he watched you recall it. "I'd carry him around on my hip all afternoon because I was so worried he'd stumble into Dad's path and-" 

You shook your head, abandoning the thought. 

"The night mom threw dad out of the house, Will was only three. He saw dad using the TV remote and he wanted to try too." Eddie could hear the anger in every word. "He was just a baby…he picked up the remote from the coffee table and dad grabbed his little wrist so tight in his fist. I thought he was going to snap it." 

"Jesus…" Eddie cursed thickly, nausea settling in his upper stomach. 

"Mom heard Will crying and she ran in and saw what was happening. She made him leave…said she'd call the cops if he came back." You chewed your lower lip. "We all slept in her room with her that night." 

Eddie was hit with a wave of emotion, a memory he'd long packed away resurfacing. He used to do the same on particularly bad nights. He could vaguely remember his mom's hands stroking through his short curls, soothingly. 

There was a long silence. Finally, he reached for you, and you were quick to put out your cig and melt into him. He held you as best as he could, ignoring the ache in his muscles. He'd long since abandoned his ice pack, but you didn't have it in you to argue for it. 

You stayed like that for a long time, wrapped in each other's arms as you listened to his steady heartbeat. You thought he might have drifted off by the time he finally spoke again. 

"I used to do the same with my mom." He hummed it so softly against your head that you almost didn't catch it. "On the nights dad came around…" 

His eyelashes fluttered as you reached up to graze your thumb ever so lightly over his bruised cheek. He stared off, lost in thought. 

Your heart stilled. Eddie never talked about his mom. His conversation with Will was the first he'd ever mentioned her.

You only knew two things about her, and those you'd learned from Wayne. He'd given you a pat on the back one evening when he saw you admiring a photo of her and Eddie together. "I wish you could've known him before we lost her." He'd hummed weakly.

 He told you she'd died a few weeks before Eddie turned eighteen. Eddie had been asleep beside her hospital bed, head resting in her lap when she'd slipped away. 

He told you Eddie had loved her more than life itself. 

It was hard for Eddie to think about her too much, now. It made him hurt. Still, he found himself remembering her so often around you. 

 Growing up, it'd been him and his mom against the world. It was the sweetest time he could remember, filled with memories of her mussing his hair  and running barefoot with him outside. He could see her smile so vividly in his memories from childhood…hear her giggling as she strummed up silly little songs about him on her guitar. 

My baby will only eat meatballs. He likes them with parmesan cheese.

My baby will only eat meatballs. That's why I call him Spag-Eddie.

My boy, he's as wild as a grizzly. He's even got curly brown hair.

My boy, he's as wild as a grizzly. That's why I call him Eddie Bear. 

Everything sweet soured when his dad starting coming around.

You'd always known Eddie's dad had abused him. You'd found out one night as you'd been tracing a scar on his shoulder. It was oddly shaped in comparison to the countless others that'd been left by the bats…small and round. 

"This one is already healed up." You hummed softly, pressing your lips to it gently. 

Eddie tensed. "That one wasn't from the bats." 

There was a long silence. "What was it from?" 

His voice was soft when he finally answered, as if he was a little boy.

"A cigarette." 

You were overcome with a sense of protectiveness, holding him tighter at the memory. He groaned, "Ribs…" 

You gasped, pulling back. "Fuck, Eds. I'm sorry." 

He smiled, " 's ok. I mean, I think I've got a punctured lung now, but it's fine."

Giggling softly, you crooned over his sore body to kiss him. He sighed happily against your lips. 

"We need to take you in for an x-ray…" You hummed softly, hoping your kisses were enough of a spoonful of sugar to make the medicine go down. 

He made a displeased sound, scrunching his nose. "I don't need an x-ray. I'm fine. I've never felt better." 

You chuckled against his lips as he pulled you closer greedily. "Ed's half of your rib cage is purple. Your nose is broken."

He bit his lip, shooting you a pretty boy smile. "You still think I'm pretty though, right?" 

You snorted, giving a roll of your eyes as you gently pinched his cheek. "You're always pretty." 

He giggled, "Well that's all that really matters."

**********

Your mom loved Eddie. She had from the moment she saw him. Joyce Byers had a special place in her heart for "strays", and Eddie was most definitely one of them. 

She'd known of him long before you'd started dating. Whispers about the Munsons were harsh and abundant around town. A few of the moms on the PTA had even started a petition to have him removed from school when he'd first started classes, claiming that he "was a loaded gun with a father like that." 

Joyce had never bought into it. She saw the boy every morning when she dropped you off at school. He wasn't dangerous. He was tired and lonely. He didn't have a mother looking after him anymore.

 It became a habit for your mom to glance around for Eddie when she dropped you off in the mornings, double checking that he was carrying a lunch, and that no one was bothering him. 

The two of you became quick friends as the school year went on. Joyce was always ready and waiting to greet Eddie with a hug and a snack every time he visited. By the time the two of you started dating, he was practically part of the family, already. 

Your mom and your brother were on a college visit together in California when you called to tell them what had happened with Lonnie. Eddie could hear you trying to calm them down from the other room as you explained the situation over the phone, but he knew your family well enough to know it wouldn't do much good. 

Eddie had managed to escape the encounter with little more than a nasty bruise and a cracked rib, and luckily, that would heal all on its own. By the night after, he was already feeling well enough to help you make dinner. That's where he was, in fact, when your mother and Jonathan got home. 

Your mom practically burst through the front door, dropping her suitcase.

"Where is he?" She glanced around the room, expression immediately crumbling at the sight of a still-bruised Eddie. She let out a sob, rushing to him. "Oh god…"

she squeaked, checking him over protectively before pulling him into a hug.

"Thank you. Thank you. Oh, sweetheart..." She croaked, petting his hair.  "You're such…such a good kid." 

Maybe it was the way Joyce had always taken care of him. Maybe he was just feeling sentimental. But for just a moment, Eddie felt like he was hugging his mom again. 

***********

@krispypotato @lem0nb0iii @badgirlforeddiemunson @for-hearthand-home @ajokeformur-ray @eddie-swhore @bibieddiesgf @hawkins-heartbreak @munsond-mayhem28 @running-on-nitroglycerin

[mythology-void]

posting my thunder saga thoughts that I scribbled down while I was listening fair warning they're unhinged and make zero sense

SUFFERING x DIFFERENT BEAST (I couldn't tell when the first one ended)

intro very synthy

Penelope?

PARDON??

jump in the water??

Sirens?? perchance

Daughter?? WHAT IS THIS

ok wtf is going on

Oh noooo 🙄

Scylla..... eeeeEEEe

Suffering is a poor name for this song

OH WHAT THIS SHIT

Let's cut the charade is fucking crazy

WE ARE THE MEN MADE MONSTERS JS FUCKING CRAZY

12 years.. guess we're sticking with this one

clever little bastards aren't ye

spare us 😔

Cut off their tails DAMN throw them in the water DAMN GODDAMN BRO CHILL JESUS FUCK

Kill them all feels unnecessary

the screaming hurts my soul a bit

ok beat drop

SCYLLA

voice reveal

"Not much to say" hahaha

EURYLLEKCOUS YOU FUCKING WHAT

nah bro

Scylla is whispering all deviously and it's concerning

"Light six torches"

HELLO THE RUNS?? HER VOICE IM GONNA KMS

holy FUCK HER VOICE

DUDE

NO WAY JTS A DUET THE HARMONIES IM SHAKING

AHAHAHAHA THE STRINGS MY BELOVED

MUTINY

HSHEJAHABAKNSJEK

the way he spat "Captain"

DUDE THE VOCALS I CANNOT

TF YOU MEAN FORCED YOUR HAND

LOWER YOUR WEAPON

TF DO YOU MEAN ITS NOT STILL GOING

WAIT WHAT HAPPENED

wait what happened with the fight

Don't touch them pls

NOT THE CALLBACK TO LRO

"ODY" IM GONNA CRY

The home of the sun godddddd 😔😔😔

WHO DO YOU THINK HE'LL SEND im deceased please take me home I'm having heart palpitations

"Please don't dooo thisssss" AAAAAAAAAA

"I need to get hooooomeeeee" IM GONNA FUCKIN CRY

"I'm just a man" SHUT. THE FUCK. UP

the "eurylochus NO-" had me on my knees shaking wtfffff

IM GOING TO DIE

I CAN'T EVEN SPEAK oh god here it comes

THUNDER BRINGER

TH THUNDER KM GONNA DBKSNAK

HOOOOOOO WEEEEE BABY HERE WE GO

THE ELECTRIC GUITAR 🎸🎸🎸

GSJBSJABSKSBSKDHRBD

THUNDER BRINGER HEREE TO WRINGGG YOUR EARS ⛈️⚡

IT JUST KEEPS GETTING WORSE

LUKE HOLT MY HUSBAND

HIS VOICE OH MY FUCKING GOD

WHY DO I THINK THEY'D LOSE

ITS SO SCARY BUT SUCH A FUCKIN VIBE

"But we'll die."

"I know." IM GOING TO CRY

the fake scenarios in my head rn are going CRAZY

why are the ending vocals so serene do you realize what just happened

[malavera]

(18+) From the Window Series: From the Gym — Tom Cruise

↳ You’re the young hot neighbor who’s staying with your Aunt for the whole Summer and your Aunt happens to be Tom Cruise’s neighbor and they’re very good friends. You being 26 and still living the life to the fullest, of course you gotta add more spices in life—By being the naughty neighbor towards her Aunt’s 59 year’s old neighbor.

summary: you walk in on Tom’s gym session.

warnings: a bit of a stalker reader, smut, thigh riding, oral m/receiving, facefucking, daddykink, basically porn minors dni! PLEASE KEEP IN MIND THAT THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION

taglist: @deanscroissant @tomsf18 @call-sign-shark @helloitstsyu @moondustfairies @katherineswritingsblog @cherriescruise @back-tooo-black @elenavampire21 @gypsymoon548 @lynnsthoughts @jstarr86

a/n: arms, just arms. Not proofread yet.

check out the series

Does he wanted to peel his skin after touching you? Yes.

Does he wanted to shoot himself in the dick after fucking you? Yes.

Does he wanted to drown himself in a bath full of holy water after pulling such sinful actions with a young girl who could possibly be his daughter? Yes.

But does he regrets it and would do it all over again? No, and probably yes.

“Listen we cannot do this anymore. It was my fault, it’s not right. I should be the adult here, wayyy more adult here, okay? Let’s forget any of this ever happened.” Those are the things he said once he snapped back into reality after watching his cum dripping out of your cunt. All of a sudden a wave of realization crashed into him, he cannot believe of what he just did.

He just fucked his next door neighbor’s niece.

He was being a douche, he left you there against the kitchen counter after pulling his pants up to his hips and proceed his walk of shame towards his bedroom. He could careless about the mess in the kitchen, he just needed to get out of there and breathe—think straight.

You on the other hand was smirking and smiling the whole time. You chose to ignore the words he said while dragging the tissue from your feet up to your thighs—wiping clean the dripping fluid of his from your cunt. Although you weren’t a saint, you’re a nice girl. You cleaned up after him, you cleaned all of the mess you made in the kitchen. He should’ve thanked you, give you kisses and proceed fucking you inside his bedroom. But no, he chose to be a coward and ran away leaving you damp and breathless.

That day turned into 3 days ago.

Every time Tom stepped down the last step of his stairs and tilted his head towards the kitchen, shivers would run down his spine. He hadn’t stepped into his own kitchen ever since that incident. The incident that he consciously pulled. Sighing he told his housekeeper that he would be at the Gym outback, putting on his headphones before he opens the sliding door. Decided that today would be upper body day, he’s just gonna sit on the bench and train his arms facing towards the large mirror against the wall.

The music blasting in his ears didn’t help his mind from drifting off to think about something else, the music flows through the back of his head as if it’s playing behind his back—his mind couldn’t help but wonder about you. Truth be told, Tom hasn’t stopped thinking about you even if he wanted to. There’s just something about you that fascinates him, scared but thrills him at the same time. Maybe that’s what it comes with when you’re a man who’s addicted to adrenaline. The rush of being with someone who’s forbidden, seemed to make him feel challenged even more.

Knocking your knuckles against the door you waited for him to welcome you but instead you’re welcomed by one of his housekeeper’s. “Is mister Cruise home?” You politely asked, holding a basket of freshly handpicked fruits and vegetables that your Aunt told you to give them to him.

“Who are you?” A long island accent flew from the housekeeper in a tone that you thought was rude.

“Oh, I’m Y/N. I live next door with my aunt. She’s a good friend of mister Cruise.” You told with a small laugh to diffuse the tense situation projected from the housekeeper. She’s so hostile, you thought.

“He’s not home.” Your smile faltered.

“Oh well, can I just give you this? We have a fresh garden at our backyard and my aunt wanted me to-”

“No.” They slammed the door closed to your face, ad you cringed in embarrassment. You huffed as you give yourself time to think—there’s gotta be another way to gain access.

You knew he’s home.

You could sense his house is warm when he's in it, you could know that it's cold and lonely when he's not. He is definitely home. You watched him shuffling through stuff inside his bedroom at 4 AM with his blinds closed but you could see his shadows.

So, you improvise.

There's an access to get to his backyard. You discreetly walked down the stairs of his porch, making a left turn to reach the access. His bushes are growing, he intended to let them grow to cover up the backyard's door just for the aesthetic. You had to take off your heels so you wouldn't make any noise, not that anyone inside could hear you anyway. Closing the door gently, you proceed to find access to get inside his house but stopped once you noticed a big shed, basica another house, across his swimming pool.

You tend to lose focus and easily distracted. You even have to snap yourself back to reality, from your mind who's going crazy on what to say and what to do if you finally found him, as You stopped yourself to admire his backyard. He's got a nice pad, you thought.

Bringing yourself towards the shed, you slowly twisted the doorknob—pushing the door open gently. There he is doing a shoulder press using dumbbells that is almost the size of your head. Sweats forming on his forehead, gliding down his delicately tanned skin. His biceps bulging veins, his eyes focused on himself controlling his breath through his mouth. Dear god, he looked so hot—you thought.

You slowly invite yourself into the room, closing the door behind you and making your way towards him. He noticed as you appeared on the mirror in front of him, surprised as he put the dumbbells down and catch his breath whilst unplugging his headphones.

He snapped his head towards you, as you stand there with a smirk. “What are you doing here, Y/N?” He breathed.

“I wanted to give you these.” You nudged the basket on your hands.

“Couldn’t you just drop them?”

You shook your head no with a shrug, “They won’t let me.” You replied, setting the basket down on the table by the door.

“So,” You started, taking a step closer. “Have you always been working out?” You purred, dragging your fingertips on his pumped arms. Tom’s eyes watches the way you drag your fingertips, chest still heaves trying to catch his breath—his sweats never stopped producing. His eyes darted up to meet yours with a scrunched eyebrows.

“Why are you really here, Y/N?” He uttered. You giggled as you decided to settle down on one of his separated thighs, crossing your legs, one arm around his shoulders.

“I wanted to see you, Daddy.” His breath caught in his throat, hearing you said that word which he’s been doing nothing but tried to shake off the thought of your sweet voice calling him that. With his mouth closed, his teeth clenched. He briefly closed his eyes, as he tried to hold down every willpower he has to not have you right there and now.

“Y/N— I told you,”

“I don’t care, daddy.” You pouted, putting another arm around his shoulders—engulfing him. “I want you, I need you. Please, I know you do too.” You purred.

“I know that you know… Once you get a taste of my tight cunt— you’ll be needing more, of me.” You whispered in his ears, grabbing his calloused hands towards your heat underneath your dress. You gasped before you proceed, “Only me.” The whisper of your voice sends shiver down his spine.

Isn’t this the right time to use your morals, Tom? He thought. But, how could he? When you’re sitting there, on his thighs. Wearing a dress with the hem so low he could almost a caught a glimpse of your red lace panties. Your hands holding his against your pussy, you practically grinding on his palm. His middle finger with a mind of its own, pressing against your cunt to give more pressure as you gain more friction.

Fuck it, there’s always a tomorrow. Let’s not do it again, tomorrow.

He crashed his lips against yours, with his hands behind your neck. A hum escaped from your lips as you grab onto his ridiculously soft hair. You adjusted your position on his thighs, straddling him as he laid back to piston his tent against your clothed cunt.

“Mmh, fuck Daddy.” You moaned, grinding your hips. Capturing your lips inviting you for a sloppy kiss, he lets go of your face before he placed his forehead against yours.

“Daddy still have a couple of sets to finish. Why don’t you get yourself off on his thighs while he’s working on another sets?” He growled.

That’s the hottest thing you’ve ever heard and you’ve ever imagined. You nodded your head vigorously before he lift you up and rip your panties off. Soon, your soaked cunt—he could feel pressed against his bare thighs. “Turn your head a little bit, baby. And watch yourself being a whore for my thighs, disturbing my workout session.” Tom growled before he gave you a slap on your rounded ass as you gasped.

You slowly grind yourself back and forth, biting your bottom lip as you tried to find a friction. Soon enough, you find your rhythm—meanwhile, Tom is working on another set of curling his left biceps. Scrunching his face with grunts from lifting the heavy weight and feeling the way your glistening cunt soaking his thighs. You watched yourself from the mirror with a moan, you couldn’t help but notice a growing tent in his shorts, as your hand went down to palm it.

“Hmm Daddy,” You moaned in his ears, grinding your pussy against his thighs whilst palming his cock as you imagine when this is all over—you couldn’t wait to cum on his cock.

“Please, Daddy, I wanna cum on your cock.” You whined, but not stopping yourself from getting off on his thighs.

“You will, but Daddy’s gotta finish his set, baby. Come on, keep going, fuck that pussy against my thighs first, daddy wants to see how much of a whore you can be for him.” He smirked.

He challenges you, and you accepts the challenge. You stopped yourself from grinding on his thighs and get on your knees. He stopped lifting his weights as he watched you in bewilderment.

“What are you doing?” He breathed.

“Showing you how much of a whore I can be. Keep working on the rest of your sets daddy.” You winked with a smirk. Grabbing the waistband of his shorts, he lifted his hips to help you discard the garment. His cock fully erect by now—slapping against his abdomen, a relieved moan sounded from his throat. You stare at his cock as if it’s the most meal that you’re excited to put in, your saliva practically drooling out from your mouth. You wasted no time getting closer to tend his throbbing thick cock, gliding your tongue from the base up to his angry red tip before you fully engulfed him with the warmth from your mouth.

Tom hissed, gripping the hold of his dumbbell on his thighs. You hummed in satisfaction, liking the feeling of his cock in your mouth. Giving attention to his head, your tongue teases the tiny slit—collecting his precum. Tom’s been grunting and moaning, he couldn’t seem to focus on his sets now—he just wanted to stop and grab your head then fuck your mouth until you couldn’t see sunshine.

You noticed he stopped working on his sets as you peered your eyes up from your lashes. Letting go of his cock, you switch with your hands pumping it. “Why’d you stop, Daddy? Come on. Grab another one, and work on your sets.” Tom groaned, He wished he had a camera with him—or a full crew. He wished he’s watching this whole thing you’re pulling from another person’s point of view. When you stand on your knees, the hem of your dress hunched up to your waist revealing your naked rounded ass that he so wanted to spank until they’re fully red. Veins in his arms popping out due to the heavy weight he’s lifting while his cock is a fully loaded gun.

Tom grabbed onto another dumbbell on his right hand, he puffed in and out a couple of breaths before proceeding his sets. You smirked, spitting on his cock and went back to wrap your mouth around his throbbing tip as Tom growled. You practically devoured him—sloppily, and little did you know he likes it. Your eyes never leaving his watching you and him from the mirror.

Tom would never thought that he could have a girl in between his thighs, sucking on his cock while he’s doing sets. He chuckles to himself feeling satisfied from a certain action that you give towards his cock. When you relaxed your throat to push him further into your mouth and gagging a little bit, that’s when he lost it. A loud moan erupted from his throat, throwing the weights away to gather your hair in his fist and hold you down for a bit.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, you really are such a whore for me.” He hissed, “Let me fuck your mouth.” And with that he thrusts his hips upwards and start fucking your mouth. You also wished you could watch this pornographic scene of him going feral with your mouth. Tom received noises of your gagging and your choked moan, “Thaat’s a goood girll..” He muttered out a praise. Grunts erupted from his throat as Tom feel himself getting close.

“Sshiit.. I wanna cum. I wanna cum in your mouth, Daddy’s gonna cum in that throat you hear me?” Tom smirked, bobbing your head up and down his cock watching your eyes in the verge of tears with bloodshot red.

Without warning and with a loud moan, he popped off like a bottle of champagne—unloading his strings down your throat. His hips stutter, holding your head still, emptying his load. You being a good girl as you are, swallowed everything even when he pulled his cock out from your mouth you cleaned every drop left.

Tom chuckled breathlessly, “My good girl.”

[this-is-fox-speaking]

ok so. here's my thoughts on how things went for memory recollection.

Sissel remembered the moment they got into their past body. Something about Temsik fragment fuckery, I dunno. That's my only excuse. Merging memories or being hit with memories probably isn't as soul punching when you're literally a little kitty cat. They've been very sworn to their duty to love their families so so much!

Yomiel remembers a little bit after the timelines reset. Like, these memories probably get him for a while as some sort of familiar feeling similar to deja vu, but it actually just hit when he started painting in jail. He couldn't pinpoint exactly what was going on or why he painted that figures he knew he hadn't seen before, and- "Oh fuck, wait. That's right. I KNOW THEM." Kinda like a Jowd situation but.. reversed?

It takes a few months or maybe a couple years for Jowd to remember. He gets freaked out when he realizes he knew exactly what his daughter was going to look like, and- then he's immediately hit with it. Yeah, him and Yomiel probably had a few good talks over some of those prison days. He doesn't tell Alma or anything. Even though he feels bad about it, he knows it wouldn't really be the best thing to tell your wife that.. all of that happened. Unless you wanna look like a crazy person. Again.

Cabanela has his own few deja vu moments when he meets the other for the first time after the park incident, like the Pigeon Man or Lynne. I'd like to think he actually remembers a little before Jowd does, since he was literally also possessed by good ol Manipulator over here, and was so obsessed with figuring him out. He doesn't bring it up at first, until Jowd brings it up, then he just casually admits he's been- almost literally- dancing around the topic until the right time. Idk if this is very in character, lemme know. I've only watched through this game a total of once because it's.. really long. And I just recently finished it.

Lynne remembers over time, but it's specifically whenever she sees Yomiel's face. He's familiar, yet she can't place why, and it's not just from the park.. and when she finally gets hit with the memories once shes older, she kinda goes through some stages before going back to regular old, hyperactive lynne, towards Yomiel. He has the face but not the same personality of who she's used to, but.. she knows he's changed. And we know Lynne is.. quite the character! Not negative, just. I dunno how to explain her! Yomiel is her bestie against his will. This is not a choice.

Kamila doesn't remember any of it. It only comes to her in short visions- aka, "nightmares". I imagine as she gets older, it's possible she might remember these memories more clearly/solidly, or she'll ask Jowd and them, and they sigh and begrudgingly admit what really happened. Kinda up to interpretation, truly! It's fun to think about, either direction.

I think it'd be bittersweet if Missile sometimes had small dreams of being a lamp in the city's trash. Or simply being an odd ghostly figure. Or just being his own, lively doggy self, digging about the trash, yet being ignored by all the humans that come by. Sissel doesn't have the heart to tell him the truth. It's bittersweet because even though it means Missile has to remember this sad life of his old self, it still means Ray lives on, even if it's just a little bit. Probably a similar situation as Kamila, where he'll remember once he's much, much older. Past his dog years.

I feel like Pigeon Man would remember but just. Not give a fuck. He rambles about it to Lovey Dove sometimes, when he's bored, but that's about it. He doesn't care. He's got more important studies to worry about.

The Minister... I'm not really sure. I don't wanna have him remember or else he'll be all sad and mopey again. I'm gonna let him be happy with his family.

As for all the other characters- park protector, Minister's wife, his daughter, etc- they all have faint feelings of it. A small bit of deja vu every year or two, but it's nothing huge at all. They never really dwell on it.

[dragon-cookies]

Episode 5, here we go. I'm only going into this with slightly higher hopes because Alastor's in it

Charlie and Vaggie share a bed, that's fuckin cute

"I've been up all night trying to figure out why the hotel isn't working" GIRL it's because you need an actual THERAPIST to help these demons. If you and Angel Dust actually talked it out in episode 4 you might've realized this

"[Lucifer] let the extermination happen to begin with!" Did he??? Because last I heard it sounded solely like a decision by Heaven

Charlie babe I really, REALLY don't think Heaven's going to give a shit if they let Adam keep his status as an angel

Charlie has the contact info for every egg boy that's fuckin CUTE

Why are we making fun of Charlie for having "daddy issues" when Lucifer wasn't a present parent, literally why is this still a trope ugh

Oh cool we're making Lucifer adorkable and silly. I'd normally say it's cute that he and Charlie are so similar but we literally just established he wasn't a great parent to her, so why are we trying to make him funny and relatable

WHY IS HIS RINGTONE FOR CHARLIE CIRCUS MUSIC

Jfc this man sounds and acts like Charlie's brother, nothing about him gives off dad vibes whatsoever

Is God even a thing in this universe?? Charlie talks about wanting to talk to the top of Heaven's ranks yet I haven't heard God be mentioned once

"My daughter wants to see me! Take THAT depression!" motherfucker you are her DAD. You should've been an actual good parent to her if you want her to stick around

Al giving Lucifer the Stink Eye is cracking me up, me too man

"AhAAAAH. Fuck you." Oh Al is MAD mad lmao

"Hoho golly, you like GIRLS" Man knows literally NOTHING about his daughter WOW

Once AGAIN song jumpscare

MAN WHIPPED OUT HIS GOLDEN FIDDLE

"Big talk for someone's who's also on a leash." Oh??? Lore?????? In THIS show??????? Lore that isn't answered 0.2 seconds later?? That's a first lol

As much as I don't like Lucifer I honestly don't really blame him for being hesitant to want sinners to go to Heaven because yeah Heaven seems fuckin awful from all that we've seen of it

"How can [Alastor] have faith in me but my own father can't?" He doesn't though, Al decided to help out with the hotel out of sheer boredom. Love how this show can't even keep its own story straight lmao

Wait DOES Al suddenly care?? When did this happen????

Holy shit the first song to not jumpscare me, that's a first

Oh fuck off this is a good song but once again it feels completely unearned

Fuck OFFF why is this song legitimately so good, this show doesn't deserve to make me emotional

Oh shit Vaggie's a fallen angel I'm gonna call it right now

Okay overall, one of least grating episodes so far. I really hope we see Lucifer actually trying to be more involved in Charlie's life and y'know, actually grow a bit, but I'm not keeping my hopes up. This show is SO immensely frustrating because it keeps giving these tiny scraps of genuine emotion and good storytelling that's just buried amongst sex jokes and swears, and it's just enough to make me want to keep watching. If it were just objectively bad all around I would've just dropped it already. Ugh.

[girlinthetardis04]

LIVE THUNDER SAGA REACTION!!!!!!

Because I wasn't in time with the other releases sadly, but caw caw motherfuckers it's the 4th of July so happy drop day to ME!

Suffering - Different Beasts

Who's singing? PENELOPE??????

ARE THOSE THE SIRENS????????? Or is this just a dream he's having? Hmmmm...

Penny I'll jump in the water for you! Wait did he say daughter? ...Ody would be a great girl dad tho, change my mind.

OH MY GOD I DIDN'T EVEN REALIZE THE TRANSITION BETWEEN THE TWO SONGS OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!

I FUCKING KNEW IT THOSE WERE SIRENS

"Cut off their tails, leave them to drown" ??????????????

Damn, he's really taking Poseidon's advice to heart, huh?

Wait can sirens even drown, I thought they could breathe underwater... although if they can't move, having their tails cut off and all...hmmm... or maybe they're the classic Greek bird sirens...

Daddy chill 😬

Wait, was it just my impression or did the chanting of "Odysseus" sound like the chanting of "Poseidon" at the start of "Ruthlessness"?

★I love how differently Mr. Jalapeno handled the sirens. In the original Odyssey, Odysseus had himself tired to the mast so he could listen to their song (which highlighted his hubris, that was much more evident in the original text) but having him use the beeswax and read their lips was extremely clever. ★

Scylla

Hmm... Not a huge fan of her voice... Doesn't really fit a monster...

EUCALYPTUS YOU BITCH!!!!!!!

Omg, the "Full Speed Ahead" callback!??!

I genuinely can't understand the lyrics, but I know bad shit is happening. Wait, is that a bit of "Survive" thrown in there?

Nevermind about her voice, it's great 😳

★ Ok, I'm very glad I read the Odyssey when I was 9, because I have a hard time with the lyrics sometimes. I know in this part Ody had to choose between sailing closer to Scilla (which would probably kill up to six men) or closer to Cariddi (which would definitely kill all of them), so I'm assuming this is the bit where the sailors bit it or got bit, as it were★

Mutiny

-Ok, I had to pause here because I was absolutely enraged-

I'M SORRY???? I'M SORRY???? WHO WAS THE BITCH THAT OPENED THE WIND BAG, BLOWING EVERYONE TO WHERE POSEIDON WAS, COSTING YOU 558 MEN, WHICH FORCED ODYSSEUS TO OPEN THE WIND BAG AGAIN, WHICH BLEW EVERYONE TO CIRCE'S ISLAND, WHERE YOU NEARLY LOST THE REMAINING FORTY MEN, AND IN FACT, YOU VOTED IN FAVOUR OF LEAVING THEM BEHIND AND SKEEDADDLING, BUT NOOOO, SIX MEN IS WHERE YOU DRAW THE LINE???? YOU HYPOCRITE

Why does this sound like a fighting game miniboss battle?

WHO JUST GOT STABBED?? ODYSSEUS?????

"Where are we?" "Moo" 10/10, no notes

"Don't open the bag"

*proceeds to open the bag*

"Don't kill the cattle"

*proceeds to kill the cattle*

ODY CANON NICKNAME????

Honestly, 99% of the shit Ody goes through

THE JUST A MAN CALLBACK???????

OH THAT IS IT, EURYLOCHOS, GET OVER HERE, I'M THROWING HANDS

Yeah, ok, as an Odyssey reader, everybody gonna die, I been knew, let's move on.

Thunder Bringer

★LET'S FUCKING GOOOOO THUNDER BRINGER, THE SONG I'VE SPECIFICALLY BEEN WAITING FOR, I'M READY BABY, WHOOOO★

Is that the same theme as in God Games??????

Mr Zeus's voice actor, spectacular job, chef's kiss, no notes. Also I saw the animatic trailer, and at the cost of being smited, I get it. I get it.

The way King of Ithaca sounds so mocking coming from Zeus omg.

I VOTE EURYLOCHOS!!!! I VOTE HE DIES!!!!

The crew. I vote the crew. Ody. C'mon. There's only 40 of them left, what is even the point.

Oooh, the call backs??? This should be called the Callback Saga.

"but we'll die" FUCKING KARMA BITCH, SHOULDA THOUGHT ABOUT IT

★No joke, I love the chorus for this song so much, I just laid on my bed staring at the ceiling and smiling like an idiot 😃 <- me, ca 10 minutes ago★

[t-nd-rfoot]

Anna?? Would you be ok doing either Bob Floyd or Rhett Abbott for the Valentine's Day asks? I have an idea in mind but I'm not sure if you'd wanna do it or not.

Either character being married to their beloved wifey!reader having a couple of boys in the family and finally having their first baby girl on Valentine's Day??

If you want me to do anything for you, I can, my inbox hit a bad dry spell again.

FOREVER VALENTINE aka It's A Girl!

The cutest presents come wrapped in pretty pink bows.

Pairing Rhett Abbott x female!reader

Theme fluff fluff fluff! Plus a drop of angst (it's Rhett)

Warnings childbirth (nothing graphic)

Word Count 667

Note this actually made me realize I miss writing about Rhett!!! And ugh this was such a cute idea, thank you so much for requesting it, love! I hope you enjoy it 💗

Peaceful silence filled the room, a stark contrast from the maddening chaos that ensued just mere minutes ago.

On your bed, Rhett’s arm was wrapped gently around your shoulder as you cradled your newborn daughter.

Daughter.

Rhett never thought he’d ever be a father to a little girl—no one did, really, considering his previous reputation. A reputation he worked hard to grow from and buried the moment he laid his eyes on you. It was safe to say he was more than successful in doing so, considering the three older boys you had together in twelve years of marriage (and counting).

There were a lot of things Rhett never believed in prior to you, one of them being karma. He never had a real reason to. Life’s a bull, he used to say, you can take it by the reins all you want and it can still find a million ways to fuck you up. He certainly didn’t understand what good he did in his life to deserve you, or what supernatural forces conspired to make that happen, though Cecelia called it an answered prayer. But right now, as he felt the tiniest fingers he ever felt hold on to one of his own, he knew that every wrong turn he made led him to this right one. The one—well, fifth one—he promises to do right by till his last breath.

“She’s beautiful,” you whispered as you began to stir from your brief rest.

“More than,” he agreed. “Oh, you’re gonna give me so much trouble, baby girl. So, so much,” his voice was soft and low as he spoke to the baby, and he couldn’t wipe the smile off his face. “Lucky for you, your momma’s smart enough to sniff out the danger. And bossy enough to tell me what to do when it comes.”

You scoffed playfully at his comment, but he made up for it quickly with a firm kiss to your temple. “And lucky for you, baby,” you continued, “your daddy’s smart enough to listen.”

“But you don’t gotta worry about that just yet,” he mused, “they gotta get through your brothers first before they deal with me. Ryder’s the gentle one, but he can be real tough when protecting someone.”

Your heart tugged at the mention of your sons. “Emmett can be rowdy, but he’d never hurt a fly. And Callum’s so excited to play with you, he already put some of his toys out.”

“Don’t forget about your cousin Amy,” you pointed out.

“Oh no, we can’t, can we? Lord knows she waited a long time for another girl in the family,” he laughed.

As your daughter stirred in your arms, her little hand still wrapped around Rhett’s finger, a soft smile graced her lips. It was brief, but it was the most beautiful thing he's ever seen.

“I miss them,” you sighed, wanting nothing more than for your boys to meet their baby sister.

Rhett pressed his lips to your head once again as he reached for his phone. “I’ll call Ma to let ‘em know they can come home.”

As he walked to his charging phone at your dresser, you adjusted your baby’s swaddle to make sure she was secure.

“You got me beat, darlin’,” Rhett mused as he made his way back to you.

“What do you mean, Abbott?” you raised your eyebrow playfully.

He wrapped his arm around you again like he did before, “I think our baby girl might be the best gift you’ve ever given me. I don’t know how I can top that.”

“You being here was more than enough,” you laughed softly, as you baby wriggled once again. Rhett took her in his free arm and kissed her head, while you rested your head on his shoulder.

“Happy first Valentine’s, baby girl. I’m always gonna love you.”

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[cairavende]

Worm Arc 19 thoughts:

Hopefully this is the only time I have more than a month wait between arc recaps. I was distracted.

Not a long arc really, but god damn did a lot happen.

My daughter is no longer eaten . . . ate . . . aten . . .

My daughter is no longer inside of a creature. That's good. Even though I was obviously 100% fine at the end of arc 18. I'm just more fine now.

Big props to Weld for just going swimming in a giant flesh pool and pulling people (and dogs!) out. He's an ok guy.

Based on the weird "dreams" Skitter was having while inside Echidna I am running on the assumption that the clones are pulled from alternate reality versions of the consumed person where said person had died. Well, not the clones themselves really, but the powers of the clones (and possibly their personalities/memories). Not sure it will end up mattering, with Echidna being dead.

But basically I think the dreams were partially visions of alternate realities.

I've been on the "alternate realities are gonna play a big role and are tied to powers and everything" boat for awhile now, but this arc finally brought that all to the forefront of everything. Just with Scapegoat and Scrub's power, clone Eidolon's powers, the door, and such. So that's cool!

Speaking of Scapegoat, I love his ridiculous little power. I saw it coming the second I saw the name and I was enjoying every second of it.

"She’s fucking blind!?" has gotta be one of the best moments in Worm so far.

Skitter finally realizes that Tattletale has been very clearly taking actions to portray her as the leader to everyone else. Cause bad ass lesbian super villain trio is everything.

Skitter hard carried the second Echidna fight. Everyone would probably be fucked if she wasn't there.

Starting off with taking out the teleporter Grue clone. My girl knows rule number 1. First, GEEK THE MAGE!

And of course she was using her bugs to monitor the entire battlefield, but then she starts giving information and direction to everyone. Kept track of clones, preventing any (hopefully) from escaping). And taking out a fair share of them herself!

Fucking just full on use swarm speech to speak to everyone across the battlefield at once! FUCK YES SHE IS BADASS!

I'm sure Shatterbird won't show up again and isn't going to be an issue at all!

And she's the one that sets up the trap to cut Echidna in half and contain clone Eidolon so Miss Militia can take him out! Clockblocker gets partial credit for helping I guess. But still, Skitter saved all their asses 10 times over.

Also Clockblocker is obsessed with my daughter. Kid has it baaaaaaaad.

I love that in the first few chapters there is some teasing of Cauldron's secrets being spilled a little bit, then Legend completely reveals that Cauldron exists but lies about details, and then suddenly clone Eidolon just dumps everything out there!

Faultline and crew - "We…worked on finding info on Cauldron for a year…and…he just…he shouted it out."

And through all of this Tattletale just out here like "I'm gonna tear a hole in reality!" God I love this reckless chaos child.

Gully deserves to punch a few Cauldron people. As a treat.

Lisa "I took one look at you and instantly knew I would take over the fucking city just to see you smile" Wilbourn over here! GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!

SERIOUSLY IT'S SO GAY!

"OH NO LOOK AT THAT POOR TRAUMATIZED CUTE GIRL, I CAN FIX HER!" IS THE MOST LESBIAN THING

Real quote: "Maybe- maybe when the interuniversal trade takes off. Can you imagine? With me and you as the top dogs? The whole world will pay attention to us." HOW CAN SHE BE THIS LESBIAN?

CHATTERBUG CHATTERBUG CHATTERBUG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (SMUGBUG SMUGBUG SMUGBUG if you prefer)

THEY CAN RULE THE WORLD TOGETHER AND I WILL FORGIVE ALL WRONGS DONE TO REACH THAT POINT CAUSE GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!! (Also obviously Rachel will be there too.)

(I'm sure Taylor crumpling the papers from Dinah in her fists at the end of the arc isn't ominous at all.)

Blasto Interlude thoughts:

Sucks to be Blasto I guess

Accord is terrible as always, glad to see more of him. Love his minions.

Colin can't do anything right. Seriously dude you cut Bonesaw in half and still lost! You have magic cut through anything and turn it to dust tech and you couldn't kill her! God.

Dragon is hard carrying this SH9 hunting team.

She got Manton! That's crazy! Good job robot daughter!

I 100% do not expect Siberian to stay gone. I mean outright Bonesaw is gonna be cloning people and she can probably get some of his DNA. But even without that, it was just too convenient, happening off screen like that. I dunno. It's not safe.

Also Blasto, I'm really sorry about what happened to you but also you tried to make a half Simmy clone! God damn that was the dumbest thing you could ever have done. You are so lucky it didn't work (probably), cause if it did it would have been because she planned it. God damn.

Time for the Slaughterhouse 99 or whatever. Gonna really suck for people.

Parahumans Online Interlude thoughts:

Timeskip!!! Shortish timeskip but still! It's been so day to day for so long so suddenly jumping ahead was surprising.

Greg from act 1 is back! And also kinda a dick. And probably has a Thinker 1 power. Tattletale light basically. Fits with what Taylor said about him in act 1 too.

GstringGirl is probably Sveta, that feels right.

Glad to see the Case 53s making their own team, that's a good start.

WagTheDog wanting to work for Bitch is super cute! I'm glad it seems like that is going to work out.

Loved seeing some of the stuff of people talking about Skitter. I've been wanting to see what the general public has been saying about her cause from an outside perspective the stuff she has done seems 10 times crazier than it is, and it is already crazy.

Emma Interlude thoughts:

Fuck this bitch

Sure she went through a really hard situation and she has terrible parents and it is easy to see how she got to where she is, but that doesn't excuse her actions. I still don't like her at all.

I don't know how much more I need to say, except that Alan shouldn't have left his traumatized daughter home alone with the instructions "If you feel like doing something bad please call the therapist who's number I put on the fridge" christ dude. You are worse every time you show up.

Like learning that Alan knows everything about Sophia as well? Just makes him even worse! Probably upgraded from a 3 fire asshole to a 4 fire asshole by now.

[dootznbootz]

I plan for Penelope and Helen to be little shits but it's in different ways.

Their husbands' differences are pretty clear in how while they're both badass simps, one is feral and one says his please and thank you's.

But for Helen and Penelope, it's a little more complicated. Kind of was looking at silly memes and textposts once more to have fun and "point out who's who" but realized I thought of both Penelope AND Helen for the same one often. And I was thinking "Why is that?" as I KNOW I plan for them to be different and it made me realize that while they may view things similarly in a way, how they'd HANDLE the situations would be different if that makes sense. It's like having 2 triangles but they're different colors.

I think it's because in a way, it's like they've been "given certain cards to deal with and that affects how they handle things." Penelope is the youngest and smallest of her siblings and likes "playing people into her hand." She's 3/4 Naiad but so many people around her have Naiad blood and many would be able to tell if she's using it to fuck with people. (or at least can tell it's being manipulated) so she has to be sneakier with her "tricks" and usually won't use water. (until she's on Ithaca where she's basically the only naiad among humans) She also loves playing dumb to "who did it?" and won't take credit. She likes making people believe it was either an act of the gods so therefore "you deserve it" and also just still being on people's "good side".

Helen on the other hand, being a daughter of Zeus and powerful herself, is pretty straightforward with her "schemes". She can change her voice and will use that when she's sneaking into the stable to make Pollux and Castor's horses look silly with their manes and tails to make the stablehand go off somewhere else because he believes he's being called so then she can get away. So while she'll "hide", later on when she sees her brothers' faces, she'll openly laugh out loud and take the credit. She kind of doesn't care about getting into trouble and feels things "are deserved and I'm not gonna hide that." She's one of the few people (other than one brother) who can do what she can do and she's intimidating and she knows that. Plus she can bat her lashes a few times and get away with things... Theseus' kidnapping her was a moment of "Oh shit, I sometimes CAN'T get my way outta things" and yeah. :') She's changed by the whole thing Remember Theseus was going to WAIT for her to be at marriageable age. I'm not gonna put our girl through more shit.

Penelope makes waddled-up threads look like bugs and leaves them in a place for them to get scared by where she can watch. Who knows who did it?

Helen will look you dead in the eye as the air pressure changes and your ears start popping. She'll poke your arm and you'll get a static shock. "Sorry! That sometimes happens! 😌 Anyways, what did you say about Menelaus?"

Kind of plan for them to be a lot like sisters (I'm basing this on me and my own cousins relationships :D ) as they're both clever and want to mess with things.

Helen has always had an interest in potions and probably just brewing and cooking as a whole (let me have fun. Let her COOK) even before she was in Egypt. She'll be like

Helen: "Psst, Penelope put this in Castor and Pollux's drinks" Penelope, already taking it: "What is it? What will it do?" Helen: It's gonna make their voices sound funny. >:) Penelope: Fuck yeah >:D

Also the fact that Menelaus is calmer than his wife but Odysseus and Penelope encourage each other to be messed up.

[loliwrites]

Part 2 of Most Memorable Dad Quotes™ from his current watch of The Last of Us below the cut. Though he has a bit more context, I think he's still only here for "that Mandalorian guy". Part 1 is here!

Also want to add that this has been a very interesting experience -- watching a show about a man and his found "daughter" with my own dad. He's very much Joel-esque and it was quite intriguing to see my dad's own emotions develop alongside Joel's journey in the series.

10/10 recommend

Episode 5:

→ *first Melanie Lynskey sighting* "I mean this chick is CRAZY. Why doesn't someone put a bullet in the back of her head?" → Again, at random intervals during the entire episode, “this is so fucked.” → *Joel, Ellie, Henry, & Sam walking in the neighborhood* "Yeah, walk in the middle of the street. That's smart." → *The 4 pinned down by sniper fire* "Well, what did you think would happen, walking in the MIDDLE OF THE STREET." → *giant infected beast coming out of the sinkhole* WHOA! DADDY FUNGUS IS HERE." (this one in particular killed me 😂)

Episode 6:

→ *Joel and Ellie stopped by the Jackson patrol* "Imagine you survive the apocalypse and get taken out by a dog bite." → *Shot of the Diva Cup* “What's that? What does that mean?" → *Joel decides he's gonna leave Ellie* “This guy's a DOUCHE!" → *Sees the monkeys* “This is not gonna be good." → *Realizes Joel is impaled* “WHAT?!"

Episode 7:

→ "This episode is called Left Behind? WHAT THE FUCK?" → *Halfway through* “This one's kind of boring," Me: "You're getting context," Dad: "I don't like following two teenage girls around a mall. There's nowhere for me to sit while they shop. I have to be here."

Episode 8:

→ *Sees David* "This guy's gonna be crazy 'cuz he's fanatic religious." → *Catches on pretty quickly and gags* "That's why they didn't bury the body. He's eating them." And when the townspeople start to speak up that he should kill Ellie, "Just wait how pissed they're gonna be when they realize they've been eating people." → *David says he's a decent person* "If you have to say you're a decent person, chances are you're not.” → *David says I need an equal. I need a friend* “NOPE. Not a child. NOT AN ACTUAL CHILD, you don't." → *Realization* “OH HE'S A PEDO. Yikes.” → *Joel walking through the town* My dad, singing, "Here Joel comes to save the daaaaaaay!"

Episode 9:

→ *Ellie gets snatched by the Fireflies* "Don't take that man's daughter away from him!" → *Randomly* “He got a haircut." (my dad, the only man to notice a haircut) → "So he's really gonna doom humanity for one kid?" Me: "He loves her. That's his new daughter." Dad: "I love you but I would kill you for the greater good."

[emotionlcss]

i’ve complied a LONG  list of plots that i want after digging through lots of plotting posts, so pls give this a like if you’re interested in any and i’ll message you! ( contains taboo things )

Religious girls are so fucking hot tbh. Like yeah make sure you keep that cross necklace on while you’re stretching your ass out with a plug and fucking your throat with your favorite dildo. I’m sure your God loves what he’s seeing from you 😂

ok but fuck, unhappily married corporate dude having an affair with his hot young assistant is one of my favourite trashy tropey plots someone gimme

a plot where yeah i’m dating my older brothers best friend who is also older than him and me but my brother doesn’t know and lots of sexual tension and he fingers her at the dinner table and whenever the friend sleeps over he always goes to her room and sleeps in her bed until morning until he has to get up to lay back at her brothers room to make it seem like he was there the whole night oh my god PLEASE

“i’m dating your sibling, but now i’ve met you, i’ve realized that maybe i picked the wrong sibling. but that’s not going to stop me from touching you underneath the dinner table, and screwing you in your parents bed.”

oh to be an aggressive hockey guy who gets into fights during matches and has to be patched up afterwords by the exasperated medic who has a soft spot for me who’s always telling me to be careful and sometimes we fight over my reckless attitude and maybe it gets heated one night and the medic yells “i care about you asshole!!” and i need to reevaluate our every single interaction

substitute teacher who likes giving out assignments and students hate him so much for that then one night, big brother bought a friend home and shit, it’s the substitute teacher who literally called you out for not passing your homework, and fuck, he is smirking like a total asshole.

Muse A happens to walk in on Muse B while they’re masturbating. Either Muse A offers to help after finding themselves too attracted by the sight to really turn away, or Muse B continues to work towards getting themselves off, indicating that they were masturbating with Muse A in mind.

Muse A has a friend over, who admits to having a crush on Muse A’s relative, Muse B. When Muse A confesses to having similar feelings, the two discuss the possibility of maybe coming onto Muse B with the idea of a naughty threesome in mind.

im always trash for taboo relationship plots:

- relieving him from sexual frustration with a handjob or blowjob - being his cum dump every day - fucking while hiding - riding him in the middle of the night and forcing him to cum in her - handjob in the backseat on a roadtrip - public sex outside a party - glory hole at a party or club bathroom

Also, presidents party girl daughter who has been assigned a new secret service bodyguard. He has no idea what he’s in for or the trouble she attracts. She has a problem with the word ‘no’ and he likes to say it a lot.

“it’s the middle of the night on a saturday and i’ve been thrown into holding by the cops and am i high or did i just get thrown into the same holding cell as a celebrity???” au

“while hiding from the paparazzi i ran into the first building i saw and it turns out you work here and what the fuck do you MEAN you’re closed and i have to get out, have some MERCY!” au

“i just went to one of your shows, and now an hour later you’ve tweeted about some gorgeous person you noticed in the crowd and wait why does this describe me exactly” au

this is a holy place, so you better be quiet and respectful while i screw you in the confessional booth.

I have a gigantic crush on you and you called me on the phone while I was masturbating but I picked up anyway and you caught on to what I was doing but you didn’t hang up??? Does this mean you like me??? Does this mean we’re gonna have phone sex???

I hid in your closet to scare you as a joke but when you came in you started masturbating and I can’t just get up and leave but if I get caught in your closet you’ll think I’m a pervert I regret my life choices

We’re roommates and we always look through each other’s mail and I certainly was not expecting to find a vibrator when I opened your package how much time do I have to re tape this before you get home

I bought dick popsicles as a joke but you look really hot how you’re sucking on that fuck

AGE GAP AUS

do clubs where you can wear a masquerade mask and be anonymously fucked and watched by dozens of people only exist in fanfiction or is there a membership card i can apply for

M/M PLOTS I DESPERATELY NEED:

- we’re costars working on a film (plus points for both of them playing the love interest in one of those annoying love triangles) and fell in love backstage, sneaking around each other’s trailers and whatnot - we’re on the same sports team but one of us is still in the closet, so we make out in the showers after training and vanish from parties to kiss in the car - i thought you’re dating my sister/brother but what do you mean you’re just friends and hanging around the house because you’re interested in me?? - i’m a big rock star and you’re my opening gig, and after the show we share sweaty kisses and have our own aftershow party in the tour bus you were the first boy i kissed but we never saw each other again after that party. years later we meet again and it’s like a throwback in time - i thought i was straight but there’s this cute af boy who makes me question my sexuality and turns my world upside down - bad boy turning soft for a soft boy -  *slams fist on the table* I’M ALWAYS A SLUT FOR NERD/JOCK DYNAMICS!

OR JUST ANYTHING HERE