#dbf!cillian murphy

[floralcyanide]

hiii love

dad’s best friend!cillian catching you throwing a party while you’re parents are away and he’s disappointed but can’t help himself when you make him a drink and ask him to stay

Cillian Murphy Headcanons

Dad's Best Friend!Cillian Murphy x Reader

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ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ, ʀᴇᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀs ᴏɴ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ, ᴀᴏ3, ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ, ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴡᴇʙsɪᴛᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ɪɴ ᴀɪ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀs ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʀᴛɪғɪᴄɪᴀʟ ɪɴᴛᴇʟʟɪɢᴇɴᴄᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ᴛᴏ sᴇʟʟ ғᴏʀ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

✺ you were absolutely not, under any circumstances, to have anyone over at your house while your family was gone. but of course, you got bored and invited your best friend over, who suggested having a small gathering. and this small gathering ended up not being so small in the end. you can't really say it's your fault, but then again, no one was supposed to be over to begin with.

✺ the party is in full swing by 11 p.m., and you're trying your best to keep the music down at a reasonable volume. but one of your friends, who's been drinking a little more than you, keeps turning it back up. you roll your eyes at him, and he just grins at you innocently.

✺ you're outside on your back patio by yourself, sitting on your wooden porch swing with a mixed drink in your hand. everyone else is inside, and you decide you need to get away from the loud and stuffy party. you're startled when your neighbor and your dad's best friend, Cillian, peeks his head over the privacy fence, "nice party you got goin' on." "shit, cill. you scared me!" you seethe, a hand over your chest. "you know you're not supposed to have anyone over, sweet girl." you roll your eyes at the nickname, even though your heart flutters a little, "I know. I invited my friend over, and it got... out of control."

✺ you offered Cillian the rest of your drink, which was a little stout, but that's how you made them sometimes. he doesn't even wince when he takes a sip, his tolerance fairly high naturally. "not bad," he says, "needs more vodka, though." "there's enough in there to knock out a horse," you snort. "you know you're in trouble right now, right?" you sigh at the older man, "yeah, I do. how does another drink sound? maybe you can stick around with me out here for a while? I don't wanna go back inside."

✺ Cillian reluctantly agrees, still scolding you for not listening to your family, especially your dad. you quickly go inside and pour a cup of Tito's before anyone notices you. slipping back outside, you hand the cup to Cillian and idle by the fence. "better," he smiles after taking a sip. "gonna stick around?" you ask. "maybe," Cillian chuckles. the two of you converse outside until after midnight. everyone has trickled out of your house, including your friends. you're relieved. "wanna come inside? I need company while I clean up." "sure. it can be your punishment to clean by yourself." you groan, "whatever, cill."

✺ after cleaning, it's nearing 1 a.m., and you're still nursing some alcohol in your hand. your family is still away for a few more days, and it's summer, so you have no responsibilities. so, why not? Cillian is next to you on the couch as you both watch a cheesy horror movie that's on tv, his arm on the couch behind you. you're sitting pretty close to him, and you inch closer as the alcohol warms your body. soon enough, you're nestled into his side and his arm is around you.

✺ Cillian looks at you, admiring your side profile as the tv flashes across your face. he reaches a hesitant hand up to your jawline, tracing it with his thumb. you turn your head to look at him, his line of sight right at yours. you nearly bump noses from the close proximity. Cillian glances at your lips and back up to your eyes, his hand that's behind you slipping into your hair. he lures you in, and you don't resist, having found your dad's best friend attractive since you could make sense of the word. you're old enough now to act on your desires, so you do. when Cillian's lips connect with yours, it's like magic. your hands rest upon his cheeks, keeping him engaged with your kiss.

✺ Cillian pulls away, "not telling your dad about this either, correct?" "absolutely not," you shake your head, and Cillian laughs before pulling you back in for another heated kiss.

[kookiekult]

There are 3 stages to becoming a dilf.

Twink

Late 20's/Early 30's awkward ugly phase

Dilfism

[ikinremu]

pls can you write dad's friend Emmett? 😭😭🩷

you’re so real for this anon, ofc i can!! i’ve been wanting to write dbf for SO long and just never got round to it so thank u for giving me a reason to!! honestly really loved writing this, thank you for your request i hope you enjoy!! <3

LOUSY

dbf!emmett x fem!reader

word count: 2.7k (i got a little carried away😭🫠)

! smut warning !

tags: masturbation, p in v, age gap, praise, dirty talk, light spanking

Your parents weren't home; Emmett was. That wasn't at all unusual, they often called upon him to keep watch when they were gone. Not that you needed it, your twentieth birthday was coming up soon, it was more for the sake of your little brother - who'd been fast asleep for hours.

You had no doubt he was still locked in a peaceful sleep, his room tucked away at the opposite end of the house. As for Emmett, he was - presumably - where he was typically found: lounging about downstairs with a harsh tv glare in his eyes. By your standards, that was safe enough to permit some alone time.

Carelessly, you tossed your pyjama shorts to the bedroom floor, the sodden fabric of your underwear hanging round your knees as you slipped your hand between the parting of your thighs.

Breathing softly, you gently pressed your fingertips to your clit, tracing supple circles over the sensitive spot as you wasted no time in finding exactly where you required them most.

Slowly, you slipped a finger within the warmth of yourself, followed shortly by the accompaniment of a second. As you revelled in the greatly-needed sensations, you couldn't quite prevent the way your mind began to drift - not that you particularly wanted to.

However you were a little stunted as your brain began to flood with image of someone very familiar, someone you could hear walking around downstairs.

You'd had a sort of 'thing' for Emmett for a while; it was rather difficult to kick it. He was always so pleasant toward you, and annoyingly attractive in many ways. You found plenty logic in blaming this on the fact he was at the house right now, it was the only reasoning you would allow yourself to face.

Your eyelids fluttered together as you focused your touch where you required it most, curling in and out of your soaking cunt as your arousal heightened further by each passing second.

As much as you wished against it, the image of your father's longtime friend was cemented in your mind. Not just the image, the sound of his voice, just.. him.

"Fuck..” You whispered, barely audible, an odd blend of frustration and satisfaction. Your features screwed together as you quickened the pace of your fingers, flicking through the lewd scenes in your mind.

You were long beyond the initial guilt now, coming to accept that the vision of your father's closest friend had your back arching from your bed and arousal pooling between your thighs.

You completely lost yourself in the sensations; and willingly, pressing your heavy head back into one of your bed's many pillows as you squeezed your thighs around your hand.

The rhythm of your breathing was heavy as you set the perfect pace, picking up the speed of your fingers as you murmured mindlessly to yourself. Although this time, the hushed utter of 'fuck' didn't fall from your own lips. At an instant, you snapped your eyes open once more, darting to the only thing worthy of drawing focus.

Emmett stood stationary in the doorway to your bedroom, an unreadable expression painting his features, a tall glass of water in his left hand.

Immediately, you seized the closest blanket to your side, yanking it over your bared legs as embarrassment masked your face, breath caught in your throat as you sat yourself back up on your mattress.

With a single, hoarse sound, Emmett cleared his throat, "I brought you water."

That much was clear, and it didn't exactly help your struggle for words. He took a small step forward, placing the beverage atop your bedside table before tucking his hands back inside his worn-out jean pockets, and you couldn't ignore the strain at his crotch.

You pulled your gaze away, unable to bring yourself to look directly at him, "I was just," You began, although no words seemed to follow.

He chuckled, a slight smirk playing at his lips as he failed miserably to diminish it, "Somethin' got you worked up?"

You felt your face grow impossible warm at his words, caught entirely off guard as he observed you from beside the table he'd planted the water atop, bedroom door clicking shut behind his back.

You peered up at him, still apparent of the slick between your thighs as you noticed amusement ghosting over his face, observing the way you processed his words.

Before you were able to conduct some form of answer, Emmett lay out another question, inhaling deeply before, "You ever been fucked before, sweetheart?"

Your stomach fluttered, the question leaving you taken aback as you gazed up at him, cheeks burning with pure, undiluted heat.

"Yes." You managed, battling to keep your gaze trained with his own.

You'd had sex before, a few times, with old boyfriend's who'd since been cast astray from your life. It was.. nice, sweet.

Emmett's gaze bore into you, and suddenly his thumb was brushing swiftly over your face, lifting your chin as his eyes explored every last inch of your flustered face.

"Properly?" He firmed, the pad of his thumb callous against your skin, "Not some lousy shit."

You breathed deeply. 'Lousy' wasn't exactly the word for it, though it certainly hadn't been perfect.

Ultimately, you shook your head, arousal only heightening with the feeling of his touch against your skin, "No."

He stepped even nearer, barely any distance separating the two of you. His mind was whirring, that much you could deduce, the warmth of his palm against your skin making you shudder.

There was a short pause, and you were sure it felt far longer than it truly was.

His voice was a low, deep whisper as he stared intently down at you, running his palm over the back of your neck, "I can show you." He spoke, "You gotta want it, but I can show you."

You couldn't quite believe the words as they escaped his lips, the situation simply felt more absurd with each word. However there wasn't so much as a shadow of a doubt in your mind; you wanted it. You needed it.

"You want me to show you, baby?" He asked, offering your shoulder a gentle squeeze.

You returned a rather frantic nod, practically blurting out, "Yes."

Emmett exhaled at your words, swiping his palm from your shoulder as he murmured something inaudible beneath his breath. His hand crept slowly behind your neck, suddenly bringing your lips crashing against his.

He began only gently, purposeful in his restraint as he moved his lips against yours, sliding his tongue between your lips as the embrace grew hungrier.His mouth never disconnected from your own, palm caressing the back of your neck as he joined you on the bed.

"Fuck.." He mumbled against your mouth as his frame loomed over you. His lips shattered the kiss, his chest heaving as he met your gaze with clear intent. Abruptly, he seized the strewn over blanket from your legs, yanking it off and exposing your naked legs.

Emmett let out a low, somewhat shaky groan, cursing to himself as his eyes fell to your bare, glistening cunt as he discarded the blanket to the wooden floor.

You felt the cool air strike your skin as you inhaled. feeling the heat of his gaze burn into you.

"Jus' look at you." He groaned, his thick, skilful fingers creeping up your legs, seizing your thighs and parting them further, "Sweetest little cunt."

Your hips bucked up as he pressed the pad of his thumb against your clit, teasing you with the gentle pressure.

"Please.." You mumbled, desperate for the friction you'd broken mere moments ago.

Your plea had Emmett's cock twitching inside the confines of his jeans, aching to fulfil what you so blatantly craved.

"Please what, honey?" He coaxed, snaking his hands to the zipper of his jeans, tugging the metal down as you watched through a heavy gaze.

He tucked a hand into one of his two pockets, quickly retrieving a small, square packet. You breathed deeply beneath your pyjama shirt as you watched him pull his boxers down, soon stepping out of his jeans as he freed his hard, pulsing cock. 

You expelled a shaky exhale, full of anticipation as your gaze met with the head of him, his fist wrapped around his bare shaft, pumping at a torturously slow rate.

"Please, fuck me.." You whispered, toying with the bedsheets beneath you as Emmett ran his digit over the slit of his tip.

"Shit, sweetheart." He chuckled amidst a hoarse sound. His eyes trailed down your body, intoxicated by the sight of your sopping cunt, "Up for me."

You nodded, finding zero hesitation in altering your position. You knelt comfortably upon your mattress as he studied your frame, bare from the waist down.

"I want you on all fours, ass up, honey. Can you do that for me?" He murmured, tearing the little papered square between his fingertips, pulling out the condom and rolling it down onto his length as you positioned yourself on all fours, eagerly awaiting Emmett's action.

Unable to resist the sight, he grasped your backside, running his hands over the exposed flesh as he spread you before him, holding you there for a few short moments before releasing his hold. He planted one firm smack to your bare ass, drawing a soft whimper from your throat as your body jolted forward in response.

"Think this little pussy needs to be fucked, huh?" He teased, palm surrounding his length as he angled the thick of his tip to your entrance. Your eyelids fluttered shut as you felt him drag his head up and down your drenched slit, "How bad d'you want it, sweetheart, tell me."

You pushed your hips back against him, whimpering softly as you felt his tip taunt your clit, back arching before him, "Please, Emmett.. I need you."

Hearing his name leave your lips only wound him up further, cock impossibly hard in his grasp as he let go, sliding inside your drenched cunt, "Just need to be fucked right, huh baby?"

A loud, satisfied moan escaped your throat as he entered you, filling your needy cunt with one swift motion. You nodded through a quiet whine as Emmett landed his first thrust, hips smacking against your arched ass with a taunting thrust.

"God, you feel incredible." He whispered, voice gruff and low as his skin collided with yours.

And so did he. His cock fit so perfectly inside you,reaching right where you desired him most. You pushed back eagerly against him, desperate to bring him as deep as possible as he began to thrust against you. His palms were somehow both warm and rough as they slid up your waist, assisting in the way he rocked against you.

"Y'gonna let me ruin this sweet fuckin' pussy?" Emmett taunted, smacking his pelvis against your own as he groaned hungrily, practically grunting with each thrust reaching deeper and deeper.

You nodded, "Yes, fuck!.."

He heaved, feeling your walls clench around him as he pumped into you, his voice laced with gravel and amusement, "What would your dad think, huh doll? His friend fuckin' you stupid while hes not home?"

The taunt shot down your spine like a rush as your body responded to him. As much as it shouldn’t have, it only made the situation more exciting. Despite wishing that wasn’t the case, you couldn’t deny the thrill of how wrong it all was - so wrong.

Emmett’s cock was stuffed firmly inside you, hitting repeatedly at your sweetest spots as you moaned for more.

And he was equally as wound up, satisfied sounds pouring from his throat as he picked up his pace.

"Oh you like that, hm?" He teased, inebriated by the sensation of your pussy squeezing him desperately in response to his words running through your body.

Suddenly Emmett pulled back rather slowly, his length leaving you entirely. You exhaled, head turning back in pointed confusion, shooting a furrowed brow in is direction. With an equally heavy exhale, he chuckled, seizing your hips and flipping you over as though it took no effort, settling your backside at the edge of the bed with your thighs parted for his access.

One hand took ahold of your chin, tilting it up ever so slightly as he stared down at you, his opposing hand guiding himself back between your legs, "Need to see that pretty little face while I fuck you, sweetheart."

His words trailed off as he pushed himself back within the warmth of you. Once more, you jaw fell open in an airy moan as Emmett resumed his pace between your thighs immediately, thumb digging into the crook of your jaw, "So needy.."

Your back arched drastically as he bucked in and out of your drenched pussy, filling you at a flawless rate as your palms slid up the broad of his back, scrunching into his worn-out t-shirt as he grunted.

"Such a dirty girl, letting me use you like this, huh?" He taunted, "Letting me fuck this pretty pussy while your parents aren't home.”

You flung your legs around his bucking hips, allowing him to strike your g-spot as you babbled.

“Yes..” You uttered, thighs trembling either side of him, overwhelmed with pleasure as your teeth sunk into your bottom lip, growing louder by the moment.

"Attagirl." Emmett praised, eyes shutting for a brief moment as his hips pumped back and forth between your thighs, grasp sliding under your legs as they surrounded his pelvis, "Quiet for me, doll, don't wanna wake your brother up."

You nodded, suppressing your pleasure to the very best extent you could manage, though it became increasingly difficult as your satisfaction built.

"Emmett.." You mewled through your attempt at hushing yourself, composure continuing to escape you.

"I know. Jus' what you needed, huh? My cock stuffed in this needy little pussy." He teased through another low chuckle, quickening his pace once more.

Cursing under your breath, you nodded in response as his thrusts had your thighs weakening around him.

Without warning, his palm came down on your ass, providing a quick strike, following with a tender squeeze of the area he’d just hit, gripping greedily at your flesh, "Fuckin’ take it, that's right."

With a heaving chest, you jolted at the repeat of a stinging sensation landing on your behind, your upper-thighs coated with your own arousal.

"Shit.." You whined as Emmett struck repeatedly at your g-spot, palms possessive across your backside as he rocked your hips against his every thrust, bringing you nearer and nearer to orgasm.

"I know, honey, can feel you getting close." He teased as his length twitched inside you, surrounded by drenched warmth as he slid in and out of your sopping cunt, "Y'wanna come on my cock?"

You simply moaned in response, nodding subtly along as Emmett gripped your backside possessively, pulling you against each thrust he planted inside you, "Fuck, yes."

"Shit, gonna make me come, baby." He panted, "Give it to me, sweetheart, come on my fuckin' cock."

You let out a strained, rather needy moan, your breathing rapid as your orgasm crashed over your body, legs trembling as you clenched around his shaft, his pace getting sloppier as he got closer.

"Mm, so pretty when you cum, baby." He smirked, landing one final thrust deep inside your cunt as his own release struck, cursing through gritted teeth as he pulsed, "Fuck-"

Through low, rough grunts, he came undone, bringing a single hand to the angle of your jaw, cupping the crook firmly as he ran his thumb back and forth over your neck.

He pressed his flushed forehead against your own, "That better?"

A sweet smile tugged at your lips as he brought your mouth to his once again, his length still nestled comfortably between your thighs as his lips worked in unison with yours.

The embrace was far more tender this time around, rather satisfying as he soothed you down from climax, your mind whirring at an impossible rate - completely specific to one idea; you hadn't the slightest clue how either of you were to act when you next saw one and other.

Thank you for reading and hope you enjoyed! Your support means the world to me! I’m working through a lot of requests so thank you for your patience if you’ve sent one in <3

[fallinglwt]

i’m back in my girlblogger era!! 💌🐇💋

[uurdarlingg]

is it bad that i want NEED oppenheimer fics. i think tomorrow i’ll go touch some grass, that is if i don’t see a cillian murphy fic uploaded..

[darlingsfandom]

Masterlist : Cillian Murphy Edition

Updated: 07/18/24 - this has hit the 100 link limit!

💋= smut

🦋=fluff

⚠️=dark theme

🌙=angst

✨=suggestive

Patricia Braden/Saint Kitten

•Breeding you 🦋💋

•More Than Friends🦋💋🌙

•It’s a wedding 🦋

•Window Shopping ✨🦋

•Starstruck 🦋💋

•Reunited 🦋

•After Pride🦋💋

•Halloween 🦋💋

Emma Skillpa

• Her First Real Kiss 🦋✨

Lenny Miller

• DDLG 💋

•Jealousy 💋🌙

Davin

• Soft Dom 💋

William Killick

Begging 💋

Say it again 💋

Jackson Ripner

Face fucking 💋

Don’t you trust your neighbor ?⚠️💋

Jim (The Delinquent Season )

Outdoor sex 💋

Age Gap 💋

Sugar Daddy 🌙

Johnathan Crane

Sucker! 💋

Soft Sex 💋

Let Me Show You 🦋💋

Spankings ✨

CNC ⚠️💋

The Crow ✨

Emmett ( A Quiet Place)

Dark Daddy Kink 💋⚠️

yandere!emmett 💋⚠️

size kink 💋

DDLG 💋

Robert Fischer

Soft Sugar Daddy 🦋

Spoiled Rotten 🦋

Taking Your Virgnity 💋

Dirty Talk 🦋

Being Pregnant 🦋

Comforting you during a panic attack 🦋

Thomas Shelby

Classic Vionlist 🦋

Calling Him Pretty 🦋

An Artist 🦋

He noticed you 🦋

You're a movie star darling 💋

Tits and Ass 💋

Phone Sex 💋

Thigh Riding 💋

Being Choked out 💋

High Libido💋

A ride home ⚠️💋

Be a good girl ✨

Breeding Bunny 💋🌙

Spanking punishment 💋

Met His Match ⚠️🌙

Neil Lewis

Sex Shop 💋

Supprotive Best Friend 💋

Stalker Neil 💋

Morning Sex 💋

Helping you study 🦋

AU Cillian

Volleyball 🦋

Bimbo! Reader 🦋💋

Beard + Face Riding 💋

How to ride 💋

Spanking & DDLG 💋

Making a sex tape 💋

Stalker Cillian part 1 , part 2

First Night on the honeymoon 💋

Caught in the act 💋

Just Spanking 💋

Sugar Daddy 💋

Taking you from behind 💋

Bathroom Blowjob 💋

Young Actress Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 🦋🦋🦋

Trophy Wife 🦋

Merry Christmas Daddy 🦋💋

Breeding his younger wife 💋

Waking him up 💋

CNC after a long day 💋

"Shut it off!"💋

During the Golden Globes 🦋💋

After he won the Golden Globes🦋💋

VS Model Wife 🦋

Priest Cillian: Little Lamb Part 1 🦋💋 Part 2

Dunkirk Threesome ft. Harry Styles 💋

Nightmare 🦋⚠️

Starstruck photographer 🌙🦋

Oppenheimer screening 💋

Making a baby 🦋💋

AU: Dark!Cillian x naive actress 💋⚠️

AU: DBF! Cillian: “They’re not you”🦋💋

AU: Dark!Cillian x naive actress: You’re mine🌙

AU: Cheating Husband 💋⚠️

AU: Comforting his model wife ✨🦋

AU: Saving You ⚠️🦋

AU: Bearded Cillian catching you 💋

AU: Jealous Cillian at an after party✨

AU: Reassurance at a party 🦋✨

AU: Begging for you after a break up🌙

AU: Jealous Mirror Sex 🌙💋

AU: Waking Up Together 🦋

[madlittlecriminal]

My Follower Celebration Has Come to an End

i reached 1K about two weeks ago and i did a celebration on it that ended on the 13th of August. now, here are some new characters i will be adding outside of this event!

Hobie Brown (Spider-Punk. He will be 18-19 in my fics since his age was never officially verified since he said 3 years and online he's between 16-19.)

Peter B. Parker (Spider-Man. I still don't write cheating fics so if you want romantic, he will be SINGLE AND SO WILL READER)

Miles Morales (Spider-Man. PLATONIC ONLY BECAUSE HE'S UNDERAGE AND IM 21. I FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE WRITING ROMANTICALLY FOR UNDERAGE CHARACTERS)

the requests ill be releasing soon are from the 1K celebration, but my requests are open for all characters including Miguel O'Hara, the Moon Knight System (Steven, Marc and Jake), Jonathan Crane (Cillian Murphy ONLY), Santiago Garcia (Pope), Frankie Morales (Catfish/Fish), Bruce Wayne (Christian Bale ONLY), Thomas Shelby, Alfie Solomons, Eddie Brock, etc.

I write NSFW and SFW content as well as AU's (soulmate, professor/student, dbf, etc.

still debating if i wanna write for video games though...ill return with a new post when i make my decision.

[pinguwrites]

Hi, I was just wondering if you would create a cillian Murphy foster dad bot and if so how long it would take I fully understand if you want

uhh probably not right now cause I already have a step dad one and a dbf one, but maybe some day in the future

[madlittlecriminal]

MADLITTLECRIMINAL'S 1K FOLLOWER CELEBRATION!

we made it to 1K and im still happy about it. this is my little escape realm and im glad i bring so many people joy the way you guys do to me. i started my blog 8 years ago, so believe me, this makes me happy.

requests will remain open, but only for the following characters:

Steven Grant

Marc Spector

Jake Lockley

Miguel O'Hara*

Jonathan Crane (Cillian Murphy)

Poe Dameron

Din Djarin

Santiago "Pope" Garcia

Francisco "Catfish/Fish" Morales

you can request a prompt from any of my prompt lists, headcanons or fics ranging from SFW to NSFW as well as alternate universes (modern a.u, soulmate a.u, dbf, etc.), but my rules still apply!

this will begin on July 30th until August 13th. Two weeks because I unfortunately have plans August 4th-6th so i wanted to give me and everyone else time. it seemed only fair in my opinion.

*Miguel O'Hara is the only new character added to this list from Spider-Verse that'll be in my celebration. Other characters will be available after the 13th.