#b. his voice... ough

[astranauticus]

wow that PBH cover of heather by conan gray sure got me feeling several different kinds of insane

[kookslastbutton]

just one kiss ༓ kth (m)

✑ Summary: You and your husband always seem to want each other at the most inconvenient times. Tonight, it happens to be right when you're about to sleep before your next work shift. You find it harder and harder to say no.

pairing: Taehyung x reader (f.)

genre/AU: PWP, fluff, smut, established relationship, married au, comfort

word count: 3.6k

warnings: softdom!taehyung, sub/minor switch!reader, swearing, kissing, asking for consent, f*inger*ng, ✨sensual✨ but also r*ough penetrative s*x (oc on the birth control), big d*ck, light neck b*ting/sucking, praise kink (both), body worshipping, pleading (tae just wants to please...), hint of possessiveness, hint of banter, m*ssionary/two ways, t*t sucking/f*ndling, impr*g kink (both), multiple org*sm, mentions of aftercare, Tae being a little whiny at first, he calls her baby/darling, mentions of vintage, rated R movie

now playing: Where I Belong by Bobby Bazini, Drops of Jupiter by Train

a/n: I have nothing to say other than I've been on a writing spree this week and this happened....heh 😅 Taehyung's Type 1 photos made me do it! Okay, bye! Hope you enjoy 🤍

Taehyung looked more than handsome when he came home tonight, the buttons of his dress shirt undone just enough to let your eyes greedily wander his smooth, tanned chest. The sleeves were neatly rolled up to his elbows too, displaying his rather muscular biceps.

He’s been working out with the guys more frequently the last few months and yes, you’ve been silently benefiting from it.

Of course, you loved the way he looked before too —he’s sexy either way.

Despite feeling very much teased by your husband (though it wasn’t his intent), your evening consisted of dinner and a movie instead. It's an old, vintage film he's been dying for you to see for ages—an underrated classic assigned by his college professor during his final semester. When you caught sight of the VHS tape in his hands earlier, you quickly connected the dots of what the evening would look like.

But while both of you initially immersed yourselves in the black-and-white film, things gradually changed about halfway through when a number of rather steamy scenes started playing.

"It's not exactly about the sex," your husband explains as matter-of-factly as he can. "It's passion between the two main leads who've been repressed for so long. Not only by society but also from their own set of social standards. They're finally breaking free."

"Gotcha," you nod, "I suppose it's a turning point for them then." You continue watching the movie until one of the leads begins climbing over the other, stripping the other of their clothes. "God Tae, they're really showing a lot here. I wasn't expecting this much action for a movie made in the 40s."

Tongue in cheek, he studies your somewhat taken aback facial expression. "You see why it's such an underrated film for its time?"

"Mhm," you reply, your throat suddenly feeling dry. "I'm, uhm, I'm beginning to see."

Once you're certain his attention is back on the TV screen, you sneak a quick look at him. He’s completely serious, appreciating the artistic direction of the film. Meanwhile, you on the other hand are suddenly getting very distracted by past images of your husband's naked body flashing through your mind (No thanks to the film he’s chosen).

Fuck __, get it together, you scold yourself.

You're never typically this affected by a cinematic sex scene for fuck sake.

"You okay?" His deep voice jolts you in surprise.

You smile, hoping you seem composed. "Uh, yes, fine. Just...enjoying the movie."

Taehyung hesitates for a moment, appearing somewhat suspicious, then responds with a simple, "Good. I'm glad."

Once the movie ends, you both climb into your shared bed, feeling mutually exhausted. You're rolled on your side now, him behind you with a hand secured around your waist. Taehyung's embrace feels so comforting with how close he holds you.

But then, you feel a subtle poke in your lower back and it tells you everything you need to know about where his next agenda is heading; he’s hard.

You’ve been pretty worked up since your head hit your pillow yourself, however, the movie took over three hours to finish. Your body is not nearly strong enough for any messing around tonight, plus you have work in less than eight hours. You simply do not have the time or energy.

Taehyung thinks otherwise.

“Baby?” his breath tickles your skin as he presses himself against your back. Long, gentle fingers find their way under the material of your shirt easily. The touch is cool against your warm skin, causing you to shiver ever so slightly. “Baby, are you awake?” he tries again, voice laced with the richest honey.

Fuck, you curse to yourself, he’s decided to use that voice; his seducing voice. Okay fine, who are you kidding— it’s his normal voice. After all, it doesn’t take much for him to turn you on with that naturally husky voice of his.

You can’t give in though. You seriously have work at the crack of dawn, and if you let him have his way now, you’ll be at it all night. Taehyung likes to take his time with you whenever you're intimate, per usual. Or, alternatively, the two of you end up abandoning all self-control, choosing to go round after round instead.

“Mm,” you let out a sleepy groan, “Not tonight, Tae. I have work in the morning.”

Subtly, you close a hand over his to stop his movements. Somehow, during all your thinking, they managed to travel dangerously close to your boobs.

“I haven’t even told you what I want yet,” he protests, a near pout.

You stifle an amused chuckle. “I'm no stranger to what you’re doing, Tae. We’ve been together far too long for me not to know. I can also feel you in my lower back,” you note, referring to how hard he’s gotten. “Tomorrow we can do whatever we want. Wait one more night.”

Your husband buries his face into the crook of your neck, attempting to snuggle into you. “Promise?” He presses a feather-like kiss to the delicate area and you can’t resist the faint moan that it elicits. Your neck has always been highly sensitive, which your husband knows all too well.

“I promise,” you barely manage to form a reply.

“Seal it with a kiss?” He asks as innocently as he can. Though, you have to question his antics. You really wanna turn your head around and kiss him like he wants, so badly. But what’s stopping you? The fact that his lips are always so soft and you know you’ll be after more.

Fuck, now you want him.

"We kissed plenty of times earlier, didn't we?" you struggle to keep yourself composed, voice cracking.

"Not nearly enough. Please, baby, I missed you the entire day. One kiss.”

God, you sigh inwardly, he’s too fucking hard to say no to.

“We’ll go to sleep right after,” you state as sternly as possible, twisting your neck until you're eye to eye with your husband. It’s dark in your bedroom, but you can tell by how lust-blown his eyes are that he’s just drinking you up.

“You’re so beautiful,” he rasps, catching you completely off guard. You blush instantly, cheeks flaring with warmth. You hope your husband won’t notice due to the pitch blackness of the room, but he does, given the cheeky smile that spreads across his face. “Oh god, I love you so much,” he says, then presses his lips firmly to yours in a passionate kiss.

Not another word slips out from either of you for the next half minute, your mouths instead moving against each other rhythmically. You both let out breathy moans as your tongues begin fighting for dominance (your husband wins easily). You didn’t mean for it to go this far, really you didn’t. Nonetheless, here you are in a heated make- out with your husband, one hand lifted above your head to thread through his silky hair.

Taehyung grunts the rougher you pull and slides his own hand to your inner thigh, gripping it tight and prying it open. Naturally, you roll on your back which he gladly takes as his opportunity to pull you towards himself.

With your bodies facing each other on your sides, his bare chest comes flat against yours, Taehyung lifts one of your legs until it comfortably snakes around his hip.

“Tae,” you struggle to catch your breath as he begins planting kisses up and down your neck, “We can’t…I...have to work.”

He doesn’t reply, choosing to suck along the delicate part of your neck instead. Your eyes roll up in response, every nerve in your body feeling like they’ve been set on fire.

“Tae, baby-” you start again, but he hushes you.

“Darling,” he coos, “we’re kissing right now. I’ll stop if you want me to, but don't you think work can wait for a while?” He then nips at your jaw before capturing your lips again. They’re going to be bruised if he keeps this up. “Do you really want me to stop? Say the word and I will.” He’s looking at you now, patiently waiting for your answer. You think he’s quite sneaky for leading you into his honeytrap, but who are you fooling…you want this.

“You’re right, screw work.” You then pull yourself over his body, forcing him to lay on his back as you sit up and straddle him. “I love you.” You then lift your top over your head, revealing your naked chest to him. He’s seen it a million times and each time he looks at you with such widened eyes, so full of awe.

“I-“ he starts, bringing his hands up to gently caress your sides. The pads of his thumbs circle over your skin soothingly and you hum in satisfaction. “I love you too,” he finally says. “You’re so fucking amazing. My best and worst dream wrapped into one giant tempt-“

“Okay Tae, shh," it's your turn to hush him now, sweet as you can as you roll your hips forward and into his. It's just enough to draw out a throaty moan. “I think it’s clear we both love each other quite a lot hm? Because I adore you too," you add.

He nods in understanding.

“Then,” you lean forward until your centimeters from his face, ass in the air. “Fuck me.”

A growl like you haven’t heard before instantly drops for his lips. Taehyung grabs your waist with sturdy hands and flips you both over, his body hovering over yours so closely as your back hits the mattress. “I was hoping you’d say that,” he says, fingers dancing along your sides. “May I?” You know exactly what he’s asking for so you nod.

“Please do.”

His palms move up to your breasts not a second later, thumbs rolling over the hardened peaks. Your back arches into hands at the friction, eliciting soft, drawn out moans from both of you.

“Shit,” he swears, hands tightening around you as he gropes your tits, “I want to suck them,” he deadpans and you nearly choke at the bluntness. Usually, he asks permission for a second time, but he doesn’t this time…not that you mind the subtle change.

“Go ahead,” you give him the green light and it’s all he needs before bringing his lips down to close around your boob. Your jaw clenches as his tongue sensually licks around a nipple, gently biting it now and then. It’s clear that the wetness between your thighs only increases with every movement. “Please, need more. It feels so good, but it’s not enough…fuck!”

You gasp when his tongue suddenly moves from your breast and latches itself to the ridge of your neck. You want to tell him not to leave marks where you can’t cover them up, however, he’s far too convincing that you don't.

“I know baby,” he hums, disgustingly seductive, “we’ll get there but let’s be patient, hm? Your body looks so perfect right now. Wanna savor it a little longer. Is that okay? Will you let me do that?”

The gentleness of his request, paired with his ridiculously deep voice, sends literal shivers up your spine. You want him to fuck you here and now, yet you feel yourself bending to his will. But no, that won’t work tonight. You hate to say it but you really are pressed for time.

“I-Taehyung if we don’t fuck soon, it’ll be dawn and before we know it I’ll have to leave and the last time we tried-“

“Alright, easy darling,” he relaxes you from your long winded argument with a small chuckle, “I concede. I’ll fuck you.”

You feel yourself clench in anticipation as you watch him get up to remove his pants, swallowing hard when his generous length meets your eyes.

You shouldn’t stare.

It’s not polite to stare.

You’re shameless, truly, because you can’t take your eyes off of him.

“Look at me, baby,” Taehyung calls you out of your daze, to which you quickly lift up your chin to meet his piercing gaze. “Tell me what you’re thinking in that pretty head of yours.”

“I…want to suck it,” you admit, no longer able to hold yourself back.

Your husband hums at your response and climbs back towards you on the bed, stopping near your legs.

“Suck what?”

“Uhm, well,” your voice wavers and you don’t know why, other than the fact that you are getting major distracted by the way his fingers smoothly guide your knees up, prying them apart.

“Yes? I’m still listening.”

Being that you’re wearing shorts, Taehyung moves his head between your spread legs and presses a kiss to your inner thigh.

“Say it,” he encourages, “we both know the answer anyway.” You can feel him practically smirking against your leg.

“Don’t be cocky,” you counter, not yet realizing the weight of your reply until Taehyung directs his gaze on you with an amused expression.

“I think we both concluded a long time ago that that’s pretty near impossible for me, don’t you think?” He replies, earning a brief chuckle from you. Not before a small, exaggerated eye roll of course.

“Alright, you win. I want your cock,” you say, “No more of this cat and mouse game, but I'm so riled up. I need you inside me. You’ll let me suck you off tomorrow though, right?”

“If that’s what you want, darling. I’ll do anything for you.” He grazes the band of your shorts before continuing. “For now, these are going to need to go.”

You nod and he slips the thin material, along with your underwear, off your body. “Fuck,” he swears, taking in your naked form. “I’ll never get over the fact that you look like this. So beautiful, and only mine to see. Fuck. I don’t deserve you.”

With a single finger, he begins tracing up your center, easily feeling the wetness that’s gathered between your thighs. You don’t have time to feel even a shrivel of embarrassment when he begins sinking into your velvety walls, all the way down to the knuckle.

“Oh god, n-no, you deserve it. You definitely deserve it,” you stutter, back arching into his touch as he curls his finger in you. He then slips a second finger next to the first, to which you involuntarily clamp down on. “Fuck, your hands feel so good, Tae.”

Your praise evidently encourages him as he moves his fingers faster in you, curling them against your sweet spot repeatedly until you’re sure your neighbor, the one who lives across the street from you, can hear you.

“I’m gonna come!” You suddenly shout, the first orgasm of the night washing over you in the seconds following. When Taehyung slips his fingers out of you, it’s no surprise that they’re completely covered in your come. Per usual, he cleans them off himself and your core clenches at the action.

“I need to feel you,” he says shortly, bringing his body over yours until he’s directly above you, eye to eye. “Please, I’m so hard right now.”

You nod eagerly, feeling similar. “I need you too. Please...please fuck me.” The tip of his cock drags along your entrance, sliding against your slit before finally pushing in. You immediately wrap your legs around his waist, hooking your ankles together.

"Shit," he swears, bottoming out in you, "So wet, you're so wet, baby."

He starts a slow, steady pace at first, fucking into you deeper with each thrust of his hips. It's not rough, but rather sensual, as he loves nothing more than sinking himself into slowly, until you're letting out moan after moan, his name the only word on your lips.

"Let me hear you, darling," he coos, dragging his length all the way out before pushing back in, "I want to hear all your pretty moans tonight. Fuck, you feel amazing, do you know that? Such a perfect pussy."

His praises make you absolutely delirious as you toss your head back, eyes fluttering shut to bask in the pleasure.

"Am I making you feel good, too?" he continues. "Let me know if I am. I wanna make you feel nothing but mine; my darling, my wife."

"Yes, fucking yes. You're making me feel amazing Tae-" Your arms wrap up around his upper back, nails digging into his shoulder blades helplessly. Taehyung winces at the slight pain but doesn't stop his movements, preferring to bury his face into the small juncture between your neck and shoulder instead.

He then returns the favor by nipping at the area with his teeth, not enough to hurt, but enough that you give a short yelp. He licks over it after, soothing it gently.

"Oh g-god," you moan breathily, "I-I think I'm gonna come again." You find yourself clenching around him right then, and it takes your husband off guard as his balance slips, his body falling into you immediately. His elbows manage to re-stabilize himself and to your demise, allows him a new angle to fuck you from—one that's deeper, faster, and causes your legs to wrap around him tighter.

"Come for me," he nearly growls, gradually picking up his pace as he thrusts himself into you rougher, "I wanna feel you come on my cock. Can you do that for me, baby? Fuck, don't hold back."

"I'm c—" You have your release before the words have the chance to fully form, your husband covered in you for the second time of the night. "Please," you start a plead. "I want you to come too. Tell me how you want me. On my hands and knees, yes?"

With a soft hand, Taehyung lovingly caresses your face and presses a tender kiss to your lips. "I want you just like this, actually," he says, not an ounce of demand in his tone, "that way, I can see your beautiful eyes when I fuck into you. But I want your legs over my shoulders....if that sounds good to you."

As if you didn't just have your release, you feel your thighs threatening to clamp together at his request. "Yes," you agree hurriedly, "Anything sounds good, I just want you. And I want you to come too.”

With that, Taehyung straightens his back, throws your legs over his sturdy shoulders, and starts fucking into you mercilessly. He's fucked you sensually, worshipped your body from head to toe, praised you, and now? He's gonna finish in you.

"Holy shit," his grunts are labored as he chases his high, desperate to finally have his release. "Too m-much...so fucking good! I'm going to breed this pussy tonight, tell me how bad you want it, baby. Tell me...please."

It's inevitable that his desire to get you pregnant slips out, as it happens nearly every time you fuck. You share the same desire too, however, contrary to what just fell from his lips, he most certainly will not be getting you pregnant tonight—you're still on the pill. One of these days you might just let both your dreams come true, but for now you'll play into the fantasy.

"I do, I want it so bad," you moan, legs shaking as his cock plunges into you, his hands gripping around your hips. "Give me your babies, Tae, I want the—"

"Shit, I'm gonna come!" he suddenly announces, his thrusts growing messier as he twitches in you. He's dangerously close to finishing, and so are you; for the third time of the night.

"Come in me, baby," you struggle to say, "You deserve it so much, fuck, come in me Tae! Don’t stop, I wanna feel you cover me.

"Fuck!" He thrusts in you one last time before the cord within him finally snaps, ropes of his come filling you up instantly. He then lazily fucks you a few final times, attempting to ride out his high before setting your feet back on your mattress.

"I can't believe," he pants, now laying on his back beside you, "we nearly skipped all of this tonight."

"Yeah well, I was tired," you reply. "But I was also extremely wound up and that movie we watched might have had something to do with it."

Taehyung turns his face to you with a playful smile. "I know," he says simply. "I could tell from how hard you were trying to concentrate on the movie that you'd rather be jumping me."

"I-What? When did I give that impression?" You meet his eyes in shock. You thought for sure you were keeping yourself pretty well under wraps.

"Darling," he draws your face towards his to peck your lips, "you can only sneak glances at me so many times before I'm bound to notice. Not to mention the amount of times you excused yourself to get a glass of water when you had one sitting in front of you, on the coffee table, the entire time."

"Oh," is all you reply with, warmth spreading on your cheeks.

"For future reference, if you want to pause the movie and hm, do other things," he exaggerates his words, lifting a corner of his mouth into a faint smirk, "you only need to ask. I'll never say no to you."

"Evidently, same here," you chuckle lightly, "I'll consider it for next time. I'm actually really tired now."

"Me too, we should clean up and get to bed. I'll get you a towel," he rolls off the bed and heads straight for your joint bathroom.

"I love you!" you call out, though you're unsure that he heard you until he pokes his head out from the doorframe.

"I love you too, stay there okay? I'll be back in a second," he flashes a grin at you, then ducks back in.

Well fuck, you think, you're never giving him up—ever.

a/n: yeah, he's my dream 🫠 Now, I'm going to be good and go continue my series lol.

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[spaciebabie]

personally i think its due ta him being locked up for 30 yrs being around NOONE and all of the sudden hearing children's voices around. its less so the fact that the voice is a child's voice than it is that a child is an indicator that there's people around and so hes drawn to go there. what will he do when he finds the people? i mean, thats where im stumped! he could be a sly fuck and try ta convince people ta Get Him Outta There or he could be straight up violent or any other slew of situations! there's a lot that i would think he'd wanna do honestly! mostly depends on his mental state me thinks.

there's also the point that after spending years in that suit in agony all alone he could be in state of delirium. then, its a mix of wanting 2 be around people and a reminder of his past running an establishment n killing kids. bro shambling around thinking hes normal in his rotting bunny suit having the worst psychosis of his life. this specific scenario would be awesome 2 think abt from his perspective since hes desperately trying to find people (maybe even to help him) but he cant just one of the endless loops he finds himself in over and over again.

[olinblogin]

Hello Olinnn! 💜

Request for a certain friend of ours :D

Poly Miguel and Peter B x male!reader pretty please,,,

~🍩

Ohohohohoo absolutely I will ;3c

PUMPKIN CARVING (fluff)

POLY!SPIDERDADS x M!READER

It was the best time of the year, where the leaves would slowly turn red, the air was chilly, and all the pumpkin flavored things were sold out almost daily.

Strolling along the streets as you were in your way back from work, you spotted the spider HQ…

It was then you decided you’d give your two partners a surprise visit. Right after you stopped by the store, of course.

Plastic bag in hand, you marched through the streets and up the HQ, having to stop and catch your breath with your aching legs every now and then.

You regretted not taking the elevator.

Eventually making it to the top, you were met with a web in your face… spluttering and wiping it away, you see Mayday giggling and rolling around, climbing up every surface there was.

“D’ah.. sorry ‘bout that, hun. I should probably stop giving her these web shooters, shouldn’t I?” Peter swooped in on his own web, scooping up Mayday and pressing a kiss to your cheek.

“She’s certainly taking after you, such a wild child.” You would muse in return, brushing some hair out of Mayday’s face.

“Anywho.. I brought some pumpkins we can carve, could be fun.” You reached into the plastic bag to grab one of the three small pumpkins you’d bought. “They were all out of the big ones.” You’dshrug.

“Yes! I love pumpkin carving!” Peter pumped a fist in excitement before looking over at Miguel. “Let’s see if we can convince Miggy to join us?”

You snorted and tried to hop up on the platform, struggling a bit with how it was slightly up off the ground. “Ough— Miguel.. help-“ you strained.

Feeling a hand clutch the back of your shirt, you smiled as you were basically lifted like a cat to be eye-to-eye with Miguel. He carefully put you on your feet before pulling you close into somewhat of an embrace. “Hello, mi dulce.” He mumbled into your hair, exhaustion evident in his voice.

Hugging him back, you kissed his chin, being the only place you could reach. “Hi Miggy,” you smiled at him sweetly. “Peter abc I are gonna carve some pumpkins. You should join us.” You looked him in the eye, entranced by the flecks of red you could see when the light hit them just right.

“I’m not sure. I’ve never been good at carving pumpkins… my claws always get in the way.” He hummed…

You brought your hands to one of his, tracing patterns in his palm. “Maybe you can try using your claws to carve?” You’d suggest kindly, warning a gruff grunt and a nod from Miguel.

You were all sat around the table, trying to carve the pumpkins the best you could.

They all ended up looking sloppy, especially Miguel’s. But nonetheless, you all had fun, even nibbling on some of the seeds inside and saving all the gloop inside to eventually use for some kind of cooking or baking later.

The night ended with you three—after putting Mayday to bed—all huddled up on the couch together to watch some cheesy horror flicks.

It was a good night.

-

This is how I imagine those pumpkins turned out 💀

[grandpaluvr69]

Untitled, very suggestive ficlet based on this;

Violence, incest, dddne: it's exactly what's on the tin

We take requests

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The stupid fucking thing was supposed to remain unconscious until they could get it contained in his ship. Of course, rarely do things not go completely tits up halfway through any adventure. Rick and Morty were eventually caught off guard by a large shapeshifting mass of fleshy growth that tackled Morty down to the ground mid-transformation. Oh fuck this.

Rick stepped back out of reach of flailing limbs as the creature shifted it's form into a seemingly perfect copy of his grandson while grappling with the real deal. He made a frustrated grunting noise, watching with rapt attention now as the identical sets of gangly arms and legs swung and clawed at each other. As much as he enjoyed watching the fourteen year old get all his teen rage out on something that wasn't him, he begrudgingly reached out and ripped the two bodies apart from each other and dropped them a couple feet apart. He smoothly reached into his lab coat and pulled out a sleek looking gun that lit up blue along the barrel as it charged up.

Both Mortys stood up in mirrored movements, almost disorientating to watch. When they both noticed the gun in Rick's hand and the almost silent whine it was emitting- ready to fire at any second- he watched with delight as fear washed over one face and then the other. Just a fraction off beat.

"Okay, I'm n-ough-t playing the blame game, th-that shit's annoying me without h-having t-urrp-to even start." Rick gestured between them both using the gun, eyeing the one to his left that just barely shivered.

"R-rick this- this is g-getting out of h-hand-" "-th-this is starting t-to really freak me out Rick!" They almost talked over each other, the grating whine doubled, and Rick shot the floor between them and made both boys jump.

"Sh-uuuugh-ut up, I got this dude."

He reached into his coat again and dug around a little before producing a little red remote engulfed in his long fingers. The Morty on the left started to turn pink in the face while the one on the right began to grow confused.

"W-w-w-ait Rick m-maybe there's a b-b-better w-aAAAY-" Morty on the left doubled over and fell to his knees when Rick twisted a dial on the remote with his thumb alllll the way over with one motion. A sharp grin twisted his lips up as Morty moaned loudly, utterly pleased with the vile display of the boy writhing on the ground now. The muffled sound of something buzzing away filled the air, and the shapeshifter contorted Morty's face into one of disgust as it turned to look up at Rick.

"I thought that was your grandson, you sick fuck, what the hell is wrong with you!?" It dropped all pretense of being a wimpy high school freshman, it's voice warping out of Morty's obnoxious trill. It was struggling to keep from looking at the whimpering whining body next to it.

"Lotta things, l-like the need to- like how I just g-gotta take care of his cute needy little ass a-after ourhp- after we're done here." Rick's attention was waning now, so before he let his eyes snap back to Morty on the ground panting like a whore, he aimed his gun between the shapeshifter's big brown eyes and felt something twist with arousal in his gut as he blew it's brains out with a very forceful shot. Nice and easy, he let out a breath to cool the smoke off the tip and slid it back into his coat.

Rick finally let his gaze drift down, giving the Morty-shaped shifter corpse a once over as his eyes settled on his grandson. Popping a squat and listening to his knees crack, he watched Morty raise his head up. Tears and drool streaked his young face, and it started rolling something heavy in Rick's groin as the old man finally brought the remote up to fiddle with it. The buzzing sound quieted and Morty made a wheezing gasping sound as he was granted reprieve from the onslaught, bleary brown eyes raising up to lock with cheerful steel ones.

"Y-ouugh-ou did great buddy," Rick clamped a large hand down on Morty's shoulder and squeezed before helping the boy up to his feet, making sure to support him when he stumbled.

"F-fuck you man, that was h-humiliating." There wasn't any bite in the bark there, so Rick just laughed at him. It wasn't a mean laugh either, at least not in the way he laughed when he was making fun of the little guy.

"H-hows about Gr-aagh-grandpa make it- make it u-up to you then?" His smile made Morty shiver, something he watched gleefully before grabbing the corpse by the familiar brown curls. He didn't miss the way Morty's eyes followed all the rough movements of his grandfather manhandling the dead body that looked just like him.

"What? I can st-still use it."

"Y-you're not "m-making it up to me" w-w-with that in the ship." The firmness in his tone was set deep.

"Booooo! Yyyou're no, you're no fun Morty." Rick slung his free arm around the shaking teenager and guided him the rest of the way to the ship, dragging the cooling corpse behind him.

[cornunut]

Surprising no one, I am going to ask about The Lads™ for the send a character meme

(d twins + rogier pls ty)

holds them out to you (also this got kind of long sorry in advance)

darian:

First impression

how does he fight with that fuckass armour. is he religious he looks religious can i get some guilt. can he kiss my tarnished.

Impression now

i need to do this to him.

Favorite moment

I CAN'T DECIDE DKFJGHDKFJHG he has so many little bits of dialogue that i love. "don't you dare. unless you want to die like a dog?" "just as long as he doesn't starve to death, eh." "another fool who won't listen to reason, eh?" i want to chew on him. but i really like how you can summon him for both the liurnia mariner and the black knife further north! it makes it feel like i'm dragging him along on my littol journey for a bit. gives him some enrichment lets him touch grass

Idea for a story

ah... i have a few wips regarding him and my tarnished, but one thing i really want to write is how they meet because lucio actually knows him before the proper run of the game! i just need to... yknow... actually figure out How they meet and need to write it DKFGHKJDFGH

Unpopular opinion

he's not a heartless asshole... seriously his first introduction in summonwater shows how compassionate he is with mourning this corpse that he's never met and he's very friendly towards the tarnished if they work with gurranq. he's a good person!

Favorite relationship

d & rogier... romantic or not, i need to know more about them.... how they met, how they fell apart, their interactions during the game... ough

Favorite headcanon

i like to think that he and devin were either killed by one of their parents when they were children or abandoned and died to the elements b/c of the whole cursed twin thing, then reborn as tarnished and taken in by gurranq who raised them. in either situation i feel like devin died first and that's one of the reasons why darian's so protective of him.

devin:

First impression

hey why is his voice so hot. why does he sound so insane.

Impression now

ouuuuugh my little meow meow who has so many problems

Favorite moment

given that he has all of two scenes on screen i'm gonna go with him yapping over fia's body because every word of that speech is ingrained in my brain. smth smth "ROTTEN WHORE"

Idea for a story

i really want to explore either the aftermath of darian's death and how that affected him, or what happened immediately after he killed fia and dipped.

Unpopular opinion

he is entirely justified in his anger about fia killing his brother, actually! cannot believe that that's unpopular

Favorite relationship

with darian - i looove the whole fucked up twin sharing a soul intricate deep connection thing. it makes it hurt more when darian dies :)

Favorite headcanon

related to the previous point i like to think he felt nearly everything when darian was killed due to weird twin soul bond thing :))

rogier:

First impression

he looks wreckable. why must he die.

Impression now

he gives me such insane cute aggression but i also want to move him to a more comfy place in the roundtable hold than that chair on the balcony and tuck him in with a warm blanket.

Favorite moment

i love how sarcastic he gets after you tell him you can't see grace in stormveil KDJFGHKDJHFG he's so passive aggressive its so funny

Idea for a story

[insert rogier lives fic here] but also like what happened when the deathblight took his legs. how the hell did he get back to the roundtable hold.

Unpopular opinion

free my man from the archetype ppl want to shove him into (soft sweet wholesome boy who can do nothing wrong)

Favorite relationship

d & ro... like i was saying above i neeeeeeed to know more about them (luckily that's what fanfic is for)

Favorite headcanon

this is more of a tarnished hc tbh but i think lucio (my tarnished) would, assuming it wouldn't cause any pain to rogier, try and prune away the deathblight vines to try and make him more comfortable. he'd also bring rogier books that he found while exploring tlb. otherwise, for a more rogier-centric hc, i do subscribe to prisoner starting class rogi :)

[mamawasatesttube]

So, I'm not a writer, but I am very curious 👀 What do you look for in a fic that features Kon? 👀 What kind of things do you want Kon to do, or experience? 👀 What characteristics of Kon do you absolutely wanna see? 👀 What characteristics of Kon you didn't like but want to see adressed in a fic? 👀 When you're writing, what are three major things about Kon that you MUST INCLUDE NO MATTER WHAT? 👀👀👀 Sorry about the many questions!!!!!

OHHHH this is such a good question okay okay okay. let's see.

what do i look for? primarily, kon having an actual character voice. that's the lowest bar to clear (and yet already takes out... a good chunk of the fics ive seen in the kon character tag 😭😭). he needs to be silly, geeky, deeply kind, earnest, etc. not every fic featuring him will necessarily get into the way he's also existentially lonely and has a Lot of sadness and self-esteem issues (esp after rex leech's roller coaster incident. this has been on my mind today. ough. his self-image never recovered after that one!) but by GOD does he have his issues, so if its a fic going into emotions i want it to do right by his. will def admit thats smth im incredibly picky about.

as for stuff i want him doing? honestly i am here for so much!! i want soft simple character studies. i want action showcasing how fucking powerful ttk can be, especially with a dose of creativity to its use. i want wacky yj space adventures. i want good good whump and hurt/comfort. i want him getting swept off his feet. you could sell me on almost any plot if it's well-written.

re: characteristics... i don't really split them up quite like that, i think! he's a well-rounded character, and that includes both strengths and flaws. ideally, a good fic will include both of these and represent them fairly (like, he's not perfect by any means, and he can do stupid things and struggle with personal issues, but on the other hand very few things tick me off more than portrayals where he's just completely incompetent and dumb as a rock, lmao).

BUT REGARDING MY OWN WRITING. ohhohoohoohooho three things i ALWAYS have to include? a) geek-ass loser (affectionate). i think it is SO endearing and also very humanizing as a quality that he's a trekkie/wendy fan/star wars nerd/etc. b) mixed-race metaphors. they may not be overt depending on the piece but the "child of two worlds that doesn't quite fit into either" thing is Deeply intentional. and c) HES A JUGGERNAUT!!!! i firmly believe adult fully realized kon (a kryptonian, with full kryptonian powers, WITH TTK) is a force of fucking nature. i like this so much and i specifically also always like it when he is at any given moment about 0.4 seconds from freaking the fuck out about how it's Too much strength.

to me, kon is a character made of some very delicious contradictions. he's so painfully human and yet grapples hard with his own personhood and humanity. he's a kryptonian and an alien but he's a child of earth. he's terrified of his own power. he wants nothing more than to protect everyone he loves (and everyone he doesn't love, too). he's always ready to crack a joke or make a silly reference, but he is deeply sad and spent so much of his early life suicidal. he contains multitudes. (and this isn't even getting into my hcs on his gender/sexuality crisis! ksjdhf)

i feel like a gripe i often find myself having when looking for kon fics is that he often gets slotted into the role of "emotional support boyfriend with no personality or role of his own" though, which i guess is why "does he have a distinct character voice?" is my first litmus test for whether i'd want to keep reading or not.

a good kon fic will embrace all his contradictions, i think. (a good fic for any character, really, should show them as well-rounded and three-dimensional.) and i for one love his Problems and Issues, bc man, it's a very fun space to play in! <3

[pekodayz]

osoaini evil stupid dumb drabble. it was 3:30 in the morning. it’s not formatted so whatever was typed on da phone was typed with a night high .be warned ☆(≧∇≦)b

Christmas in Japan😨 god aini nor oso wouldn’t know how to function normally around all of these lovey dovey couples! They’re all so …romantic…..holding hands and getting close n stuffs. 😥 Aini finds oso grosso nastys but ummm hey…ur kinda the only person I’ve gotten so close with. But she isn’t gonna outright admit it. Oso is trying not to seem super obvious with his staring at other ppl bc he’s nervous as hell rn. They’re both in public, prob the one of the only sets of ppl who’s not holding hands or some shit. Like what the hell should I do????? This is the worst! I should’ve stayed h-no….he did want to go out with aini..to this place for a reason so ummm hahah. It’s cold. He peeks at aini, she’s still staring at the crowds of ppl too…is she cold? Maybe. She catches him staring at her and they both look away, she pulls her scarf up to cover her cheeks (erm hey r they red😅) They start walking again in silence, they literally haven’t even said a word abt how this is so stupid and ggggay. Just awkward intense silence as they walk ermmm side to side ish (aini purposefully starts to walk behind oso bc she’s getting embarrassed😔) he notices and looks at her and tries to smile at her (it doesn’t look natural at all god damn) and asks her why is she behind him. Aini just scoffs and says she had smth in her shoe, her voice is muffled bc of the scarf over her mouth. She picks up the pace and walks next to him, hands in her pockets. He glances at her, she glances at him..they both just look nervous and scared. Until oso speaks (voice cracking and all)

He tries to crack a dumb joke abt Christmas season and how it’s so dumb to be around these ppl. Like they’re probably not gonna last a minute in bed smth smth. Aini laughs a little and says some quip back at him and she would usually jab his arm but this time she didn’t get near him (ew). I’m going to assume oso noticed that bc he was bracing for her to hit him. Damn. Know he really knows this is a tense situation they’ve put themselves in bc she’s not even being herself.!. They kept walking, trying to keep their distance bc yknow. But they brushed hands and they both jolted and yelped aw wtf . Bystanders looked at them like they were crazy whomp whomp. A couple mins later after that embarrassing moment aini pokes oso’s arm without warning so he jumps a lil and looks at her. She looks terrifyingly embarrassed but she mentions how she usually clings onto him when she’s tired. but this time she kinda wants to ermm maybe do it when she’s self aware……..this place just happens to be romantic dont get it twisted u dog, blushing and stuff. I mean yeah obv she feels smth for him and he feels smth for her too. He sucks at making the first move in these kinds of situations (not like he’s ever been in this position b4 lol !!!!) He teases her but his voice cracked the whole time like ough wtfffff and that kinda lightened the mood bc aini started laughing at him. He shakily wraps his arm around her shoulder and pulls her closer to him. He’s tweaking but that’s okay! this isn’t ooc for aini but this behavior is rare, she’s ig extremely shy abt this like wtfffff WTF EWWW ARE WE DOING THIS mentally. Then she takes her hand out of her pocket and mumbles smth while shoving it into his pocket. Oso asked whyd she do that, aini says bc ur arm is around me, how r we gonna ..hold hands. 😒then he says Shut up. What😨that’s my line. They kinda fumble for a minute but now they’re holding hands, aini cursed herself for not bringing gloves bc her hand truly was sweaty like maybe I should kill. It’s okay bc he’s sweaty too. Back and forth abt their hands while walking, completely oblivious of where they’re going. Then they end up at some kinda secluded spot, there’s not as many ppl here. They stop bickering and look around like damn where r we.

Then they glance over at some couples again and grimace but ermmmm heyyyyy they’re kissing. UGH . Oso looks away but idk idk idk hey this is kinda a special day????????? Maybe aini wouldn’t mind this time????? She wouldn’t kill me right????? She looks okay to be here …..So he starts pulling her closer and to his surprise, she doesn’t back away bc honestly she started to feel some sort a way abt this. Idk she yearned a little, even tho that’s osomatsu, she maybe whatever..wouldn’t mind a moment like this with him (even if it’s super rare) They’re both blushing and shit like GODDDdd thank goodness there aren’t a lot of ppl around bc this would look jank💔Ok they quickly give each other a kiss. Then they’re silent with the deadest look in their eyes like wow uh well that just happened😂😂😂😂😂😂 ok srs mode. Aini tries to look at him and say smth but she’s Uber nervous neow. Like hey ummm ur not as bad as u were before .. Then he’s like well I’ve been the only one you’ve kissed b4 .hey dont fucking RUIN THE MOMENT. but she quietly asks for another bc it really did make her feel better with that inner turmoil of being idk held for.

Like lol merry christmas..so they do it again. Then like 4 more times . Ew, this will not happen again until another special day. They look embarrassed as hell but oso mentions kfc since that country loves fried chicken on Christmas :3! But Aini just pulls him into a hug and thanks him like oughhh ur disgusting but I really do like u and ur stupid company and ur stupid laugh and ur stupid voice and ur stupid warm sickening smile I want u DEAD. And he’s kinda speechless 🧐 but he hugs her back really tight chuckling and shit GrRRRRR STILDID ahem . They do end up going to kfc together and aini took him back to her place so they can stare at the tv like a couple of babies while eating and being normal (acting like they didn’t just do that whole thang, but deep down that was very enjoyable for the both of them…..yay)

ok the end hope u enjoyed my tearful bloody word dump. cocomelon and dinner💕🩷💗💞💝💖💖🎀🐟🐟🐟🐟

[j2zara]

okay this is potentially a funny thing i realized last night as i was reading stay/leave but. even though i KNOW she's not i am always picturing j4 as a brunette because i think given the chance she would jump at not looking like jace in anyway but.

anyway. that led to me having a crisis at 1 in the morning as i was falling asleep thinking about j3 giving her a ring of disguise or something so j4 can alter her appearance as she sees fit and she's so Touched by the gesture she can't stand it. all this to say i'm crying over them again

In my head J4 is like maybe a dirty blonde? Which is funny b/c there would be no reason for that unless the answer is that jace dyes his hair platinum (which i love thanks jess for that). I could see J3 and jace bothering with the upkeep of that tho but not j2. Y'all know how i am with him. He's not gonna bother with that work. (I love joking that he has to flat iron his hair a bit to pass as jace tho. Curl pattern fucked up in the cloning process sorry)

Also I'm laughing bc i had a terrible thought of "J4 has that dean winchester hair" aka the kind of hair color that starts fandom fights over whether its brunette or blonde. [bleem voice] get in the comments! What color hair do you think j4 has!

Tbh i do think J4 would jump at the chance to go brunette tho bc youre right i do think she wants to separate herself from jace. If she had had a teenagehood, she would secretly have been pining to look just like gina gershon in bound. She's like. When will I get to kiss Jennifer Tilly... (i've cited this before and i know its unoriginal at this point but just. Ough):

ANYWAY to your point!!!! Crying because i think that would be such a sweet gesture........ they're so soft to me. and i have been thinking about something like that b/c i can't stop making jokes abt J3 asking Porter is J4 can tag along if he gets like a special j3 day b/c he just thinks it would be fun if she came (and wants her out of the house) but shes like. I don't. Want to go if porter is there. (Sometimes she caves bc its j3. obviously). But yeah. He wants her there but obviously they can't have two jaces can they? (he's literally always trying to do the fox and hen crossing the river riddle when he's with porter and j4 at the same time. How can i get what i want out of this situation without someone's head getting ripped off)

I do think the aspect of potential Self Expression that could go into a ring for disguise self would be very very very appealing for her. There should be a time where she's just like fucking around w/ her appearance to see what feels right which i think would be very fun. And obviously j3 supports her but also as her cunty kinsey 5 situationship he can't help but give his unsolicited opinions on everything like she's trying on goddamn outfits. She gives him attitude but also literally wouldn't have it any other way jklfjdkflafjkdlsajl

[palmkatzchen]

On Letting Go ? Boom Done possibly even?

This only took me like half a fiscal year. Uhm

Uhm.

On Letting Go

The Difference Between Medicine and Poison Is in the Dose

Yes. YES. I too am transgender

In The Morning and Amazing

Prickles my brain. I too cannot sleep without the radio on

Semi Constructive Criticism

If you forget what you saw. You'll b. Ough,.. I can't do this

Living Together

Tickles my brain right. Good melodies. Idk. Would I trade?

Kicking Your Crosses Down

I too was raised Catholic but I'm over that now. Felt

Boom. Done.

Fucks me up

It's in the name. Like yes, say that. Makes my heart beat.

Pleasure of the feast

The way his voice. The words he chooses. The. Ghngmnm.

So it goes

His flesh. His heart. It's all there. I can't

Center of it all

I remember this song being the first song on Boom. Done. that stuck out to me, made me wanna listen to it more, made me fall for his solo music. The grandiose brass sections are making me see stars

Trading doses

Again, his voice, and maybe the video also plays into this. If I could have a song to eat it would be this one

This was tough!!! I love this album so much. Oughnm.

[crabknight]

Thoughts on the losers

Chrom: okayish, unfortunately voiced by M*tt

Robin, whom I have named Hildegard: she's silly, I made her very pretty :]

Lissa: benched in favor of Maribelle sorry

Frederick: LOVE HE very serious. Decided on a whim he should be with Maribelle and not Sully cause I like his supports with Mari

Sully: AMAZING LOVELY SO COOL I am normal about her C support with Miriel (gonna write a fic about it later when I get the B and A support)

Virion: FRENCH JUMPSCARE no like I didn't think he'd actually have a French accent in the voice acting. He's so cool I love him

Vaike: WHORE I wanna know why he acts like that, I wanna study him under a microscope

Mirial: MY SPECIAL LADY HOW I LOVE YOU SO she's a mage and also her C support with Sully is very good

Sumia: no strong opinions, ended up benching her in favor of Cordelia. I don't really need her anymore cause she's already served her purpose of being Chrom's wife

Maribelle: THE!!!!! THE HER!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE HER SO VERY MUCH. SHE'S SO PERFECT!!!!!! AND I THOUGHT SHE WAS JUST A LITTLE RUDE AND BOSSY BUT THEN HER C SUPPORT WITH FREDERICK!!! GIRL IS NOT LAZY, SHE'S WILLING TO PUT IN THE WORK!!!!!!

Panne: lovely lady, adore her. I like her introduction with Emmeryn :]

Gaius: I don't use him a lot but he's poggers. I like his intro with him just wanting candy, what a mood

Cordelia: neat :] I love her intro with Phila and how horrible she feels about the other ladies dying. Just. Ough. I hope she gets a big hug or smth

Gregor: the ideal man honestly, 10/10

Nowi: I don't hate her as much as I thought I would. Aside from her design, she's great

Libra: boy man totally. Lovely design, lovely intro, very excited about his VA because I really love her as H'aanit

Tharja: did not expect to like her at all but she's good. I like her intro

Flavia: SO AWESOME I LOVE HER

Basilio: Patrick Seitz moment fr!!!

Emmeryn: blood guts horror forever. Crying 1 billion tears. Don't speak her name! amirite

Chrom: Yeah I've never been a big fan of him tbh

Hildegard: OMGGG VERY PRETTY INAUSGFIUANSDGF great design for your robin

Lissa: Yeah I mean that's fair, I have a habit it using the first healer I get as the healer for the rest of the game so I use Lissa a lot, also because I love Owain too much to not use. Don't really have anything to say about her personality

Frederik: I mean, how can you not love him, he is great, you should see his supports with chrom, I find them funny

Sully: Yeah she slaps, definitly my favorite of the two cavs

Virion: Virion is pretty fun I cannot lie, and I will say, I was fully expecting him to be french

Vaike: YESSS YOU UNDERSTAND HE'S JUST MY DUMB FUCKING LOSER JOCK

Miriel: me when big words, she is very cool I also like her, important question here, who will marry her?

Sumia: Yeah I have no strong opinion either

Maribelle: I'm very happy for you that you love maribelle this much, it's great to see

Panne: Yeah she's pretty cool, I like her supports with Virion and her kid can become pretty strong

Gaius: There really isn't that much more to him than candy puns in my experience, but he can become pretty good

Cordelia: Yes very true, her intro is definitly one of the best

Gregor: MY MAN GREGOR HOW I LOVE YOU SO YOU ARE MY HUSBAND AND I LOVE YOU FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER fun fact I married him in my most recent playthrough

Nowi: yeah that's fair, I still hate her tho I am not a fan of her personality and everything, shame that her kid is so cool tho

Libra: the man ever what can i say

Tharja: yeah honestly, behind the sexualisation of her outfit and in everything happening outside of the game, I honestly quite like her, her personality is actually pretty fun and I like her supports

Flavia: YESSSS VERY AWESOME HELLO FLAVIA

Basilio: me when seitz

Emmeryn: sorry I suppose I just spoke her name

[acearadiamegido]

the ORIGINAL homestuck otp for me ofc we got a bingo

more detailed infodumping under the cut

-so first off i don’t have to do much to make it fucked up. the whole “sollux getting mind controlled into killing aradia” thing is already pretty fucked up. but idk i also think about how, like, at a certain point, aradia knew the game would destroy alternia, and decided she just wasn’t going to tell sollux, and encourage him to finish programming it anyway. and like obviously playing sgrub was the only way to save their friends and all that but still she could’ve like…. TOLD him this huge element of what he was doing. Not to mention that when he finally came around to participating she put him to sleep which a) made him get enough mind honey in his mouth that he blew up the roof of his apartment and killed his lusus and b) cost him enough time getting INTO the game that it probably contributed a lot to him dying in the vast glub. AND AGAIN she only really did any of this because she knew the alternative was a doomed timeline, but like. there’s some major betrayal of trust there! there’s like. this element of mirroring between vriska forcing sollux’s hand into hurting aradia, and fate/the timeline/the voices/etc forcing aradia to do some real sketchy shit to sollux, and BRO it makes me go fucking insane (which is another point on the bingo board lol)

-basically canon: i dont think this needs much more explanation. look at them. i guess i can also get into the “idk what their relationship is” thing tho like. they are CLEARLY… something. maybe its pale maybe its red but frankly neither of them seems like the kind of person that would consider it important to define it. they just, like. want to be together and be a part of each other’s lives and they don’t seem too picky about what that looks like as long as they’re together. and i eat that shit RIGHT up bro.

-this is also kind of the ethos for “theyre not dating but they’re married” like FRANKLY. i like to interpret them as like. idk simply being so damn comfy and domestic with each other at a certain point that it doesn’t actually occur to them to like… have a Discrete Conversation in which they determine that they are a couple. like maybe one or both of them intends to bring it up someday at the beginning but eventually they have just been so deeply entwined in each others’ lives that like. it would be weird to bring up since they’re basically already just married. they’re a unit. do not separate them. bonded pair. adopt together ONLY.

-i can make it so stupid: look. they are also really fucking funny together. literally just read their pesterlogs together and tell me they arent constantly arguing (recreationally not like. actually heated arguments) about dumb shit and teasing each other because they both DO dumb shit. they are utter dweebs. aradia says shit like “i think your outfit looks quite spiffy” unironically. sollux has his own goddamn custom emotes for when he makes bad puns. i love them

-thematically delicious: its about being doomed. its about loss of agency. its about being sacrificed for the greater good over and over and then one day freeing yourself from the cycle. its about being one of the few who live to the end of the story but only because you decided to leave the story. OUGH.

-the inherent eroticism of attempted murder: i think people forget that when terezi originally decided to kill vriska to avenge aradia’s death, sollux was the one she enlisted to trace doc scratch’s typewriter. he was like, involved in that murder attempt. it didnt work of course but like dude fully intended to help kill vriska. arasol is “tried to kill vriska” solidarity

- theyre sweet/the devotion: bro sollux didnt go on the meteor with karkat kanaya and terezi because he wanted to reconnect with aradia. karkat kanaya and terezi are like. arguably the dude’s best fucking friends. he just exploded his whole brain out of his face to save them and then he sees aradia and is like well. i think thats enough self-sacrifice for one day. maybe i will actually just relax now. LIKE COME ON!!!!! they are out there for potentially eternity floating thru the bubbles, which are inherently transient and impermanent, and there is no truly stable place for them to anchor except each other like god DAMN dude. i am mentally unwell about it.

anyway this is what happens when you think about 2 characters holding hands for like, 11-12 years straight.

[didderd]

Ask gayme~ 5. What’s your favorite thing about boys? 40. What’s one of your fave love songs?

5. hnnmm. i have a hard time picking favorites. but. i like. a boys.. smile. and his.. voice. and... hands. (big hands ough) (kdfjvn boys.. *crumbles*)

40. again i have a hard time picking favorites hh. specially for things like songs/movies/etc bc there's jus too many, but i can give a few of th ones i like.

partners in crime by set it off

the zombie song by stephanie mabey

(bof of those r picks from my villain playlist so kinda unhinged lol)

love like you from steven universe

come with me by chxrlotte (vry nice good omens fan song. used to b deep in th good omens fandom. (still need to watch season 2 hhh))

[bluiex]

So, I have a potential origin story for Father Spore Scar in s7 Prime, ie, Grumbot Prime's alternate reality. WARNING: GORE, BIDY HORROR

Grumbot sent a hoard of mechanical AI minions to attack and kill Scar within minutes of him being elected mayor. They chased him to the edge of the shopping district, but he couldn't run fast enough, and they mutilated him within an inch of his life with their bladed hands.

As he ley on the cold mycelium in the dark of night, he reached for a tiny brown mushroom. thinking that if he could just have a little bite to eat, he would have the strength to stand up. But he could quite eeach it. He wasn't sure if it was real at first in his hazy, blood loss induced state, but the mushroom moved towards his hand.

<Help us> He heard a small voice in his mind.

How am I supposed to help anyone, he thought. feeling the last of his life slipping away.

<Be our Father. Protect us from the Usurper>

"How?" He chokes out.

<Give us your body. Together we are strong.>

He was dying anyway, right? He figured he might as well see if these talking mushrooms could help him avenge his own death.

"Okay," he said with the last of his strength.

The patch of mycelium he was bleeding out on began to ripple, and the surrounding mushrooms released puffs of spores into the air that settled onto Scar's body. Whether that body was alive or dead didn't matter anymore. The spores seeped into his wounds from above, while the mycelium took hold from beneath him. His body writhed and twisted unnaturally at the mycelium spread through his veins and mushrooms sprouted from every open gash.

The sun was rising by the time Scar, if he was even Scar any more, opened his eyes. Instantly, the world was more crisp, clear, and vibrant than it had been before. It was like his senses extended beyond himself, and they did. The mushrooms were many, but the mycelium was one entity. And now he was part of it. When he breathed for the first time since awakening, a puff of purple, iridescent spores floated from his mouth.

<Father of Spores?> The mycelium sang.

"Yes." It wasn't a question. It was a declaration, a confirmation that this was who he was now.

<RISE!>

OH MY GODS DUDE THIS IS AMAZING

Grumbot sending AI to kill Scar- so fucking good. I assume people think Scar did die and now Mumbo is mayor being the runner up? Ough would b so good. Father Spore ready for revenge

[hunterwritesstuff]

Pre-fall, cuz I’m assuming he’s had a thing for he a bff since then?

Sweet! Thank you! Hope ya enjoy! Hopefully it's long enough! I'm not exactly the best with writing fight scenes lol Under the cut, warning for blood, violence, and yk. Hex having a rough time. <3

"End of line, First Man."

Adam coughed as he made contact with the cold, almost glassy floor. They'd been at this for a while. Adam and Hex would never get along well(Adam was from Heaven, after all.) and that escalated into a full-on fight.

Adam coughed up a small puddle of Ichor. Shit. "Alright, man. You can cut this shit out." Adam coughed.

"Like Hell I will." Hex said, throwing another punch, sending Adam crashing to the ground again. "You're cancerous, y'know. You corrupt all that you touch. You're like a virus in a computer." He said, kicking Adam while he was down on the ground.

"Cut it out!!" Adam growled, shoving him away with his wing. "I AM ADAM!! FIRST MAN!! YOU WILL RESPECT ME!!" Adam snapped.

"Respect?" Hex asked almost...dazily. As though he was in a trance.

"YEAH, BITCH!!! I'M FUCKING ADAM!!" Adam shouted, taking another hit.

"Don't talk to me about respect." Hex said blankly, landing another hit, drawing his Angelic-Disc with his other hand.

"UGH!!" Adam grimaced. "TRY HARDER, YOU LITTLE BI-"

SHATTER. Adam's eyes widened as his mask shattered and broke away, the Angelic-Disc held mere inches away from his face.

"Do-on't t-alk to m-e about-t respe-ct. You d-on't kn-o-ow a THI-ING about resp-ect." Hex's voice glitched, filled to the brim with anger.

Adam panted heavily, the length of the battle taking its toll on him. "I...don't have to...respect you....sinner." He growled. Adam cried out in pain as the Angelic-Disc wedged into his arm.

"Yo-u're an u-ugly ma-an. Hate is the ma-arrow in your b-ones. Disd-ain is pro-ogrammed into-o yo-ur b-eing. Y-ou're a h-ateful-ateful man-n. A can-cer. Y-ou do-'nt de-serve my be-st friend. Y-ou dese-rve r-ot." Hex hissed.

"I'll...get with her...one way...or another..." Adam snarled.

"...s-uch pretty w-ings...." Hex chuckled. Hex pulled the disc out of Adam's shoulder. "Y-ou w-on't mind m-e r-oughing th-em up a b-it, w-ill y-ou?"

Hex didn't wait for a response, slashing at Adam's wings a few times, not enough to be irreparable, but enough to be painful. "Th-ere." Hex sighed.

"You're...a piece of shit..." Adam growls.

"A-lready kn-ew that." Hex laughed.

"You're...a stupid...loner..."

Hex's lights on his suit turned a bright red, reacting, in a snappy manner, landing a potentially killing blow.

"SIR!!!!" Hex's head snapped open, finding Adam's Lieutenant making her way down.

Hex growled, pulling out his light cycle, riding away, leaving Adam behind.

[fandomandangstlover]

(Efficiency)

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In and out. In and out. Pain gets worse, pain gets dull. Pain gets worse, pain gets dull.

It had been the cycle for god knows how long now. The Coding grips him and 3, like puppets to be used.

It forces them into factory reset mode.

3 forces himself out first, followed by 4. It hurts, but they have to. If they want any hope of even getting out of this with their minds still in tack.

Burning code wraps around them, real to the Guardians yet so phantom to the ones they care about.

querey: whydotheguardiansresis

statement: guardiansareinpain

"B-because th-is isn't right!" 4 shouts as he forces himself out of factory reset. His pupils flicked. Arrows. Circle. Arrows. Circle. "Y-You can't just use us l-like puppets!"

3 growls, "you c-can't just.. force us in and out of this da-damn-"

Both Guardians let out a scream of pain as code surged into their own and tried to stamp down the 'rebellious' thougts.

statement: ifguardianswillnotconcede

statement: codingwilldoititself

The burning code etches itself deeper into theirs, wrapping around the numbers and statements and burning them away. The Coding intending to replace their coding with its own.

When it stops. So suddenly.

3 and 4 fall to the ground, heaving and panting heavily. Their bodies ache, burn, are sore, and so much worse.

But their pupils are normal. No arrows.

"4!" Mario cries as he practically teleports over. He wraps the Guardian in a tight hug. "You're-a okay! We thought-a we lost-a you!"

4 is quiet. As much as he wants to return the hug, he can't find the energy to. Instead, he opts to pat Mario's back. He glances over and sees Meggy and Luigi checking on 3. Good.

He pulls away from the hug he and Mario shared and looked up into the air. Where he and 3 had so clearly seen the Coding, as it grabbed and tried to force them into submission. As it attacked their friends, the battle unfair because of their assailant's invisibility.

4 clenches his hands.

"4?" Mario's voice is laced with worry.

4 doesn't respond. Instead, he let's out a yell. A yell that had been forming for days. Ever since the first factory reset.

He keeps on yelling, even as his lungs and throat hurts.

All the pent up emotion. All the stress. He can't stop it.

4 falls to his knees, yelling still. He's vaguely aware of Mario kneeling next to him and wrapping an arm around him.

OUGH .... I LOVE THEM... OUUGGH THIS IS SO COOOL AAAAAAA

SMG4 & SMG3 & MARIO & THE OTHERS & EVERYTHING IS SO GOOD AAAA AJDGAGAKJSBQNSJSHAJAKAJ /VPOS

USB PLEASE FUCK OVER THE CODING A LITTLE PLEASE GOD /HJ

ooho i love this,, ah'm gonna reread this a couple more times!!