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[spinach-pine]

"I'm doing you a favor. I couldn't leave you there looking all pathetic. Take a seat."

"Oh, I wish I didn't know you."

[inhonoredglory]

ROTT: hot takes 🔥 (spoilers)

I wrote the following last Thursday, before my fandom life was waylaid by birthday shindigs for my sister and a weekend of migraines and nausea/fainting because of the COVID vaccine. I feel so out of touch w/ fandom but here’s my late but initial thoughts to ROTT if anyone’s interested LOL

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DAMN SON.

DAMN.

I saw Trollhunters: Rise of the Titans last night. Before I launch into the fandom again, I’mma share my unfiltered thoughts.

ThAT oPEnING. HOLY SHIT. It was exhilarating. Seeing all of Tales of Arcadia rush past me in 3 minutes was awesomesauuuuuce.

but guYS GUYS lemme tell you the

✨✨ABSOLUTE✨✨

✨✨✨UTTER✨✨✨

✨✨✨✨✨HIGHLIGHT✨✨✨✨✨

✨✨✨✨✨✨of MY LIFE✨✨✨✨

////oh gODS////

hearing Douxie say in that deep, grave, convicted, voice:

❝ ｂｕｔ　ｔｈｅｙ　ｃａｎ　ｔａｋｅ　ｍｅ ❞

DOUXIE MY SELFLESS WIZARD BEAN. LIGHT OF MY LIFE. I’M DECEASED.

Because it’s scenes like this which convince me they KNOW that Selflessness Is His Thing. And that means so freaking much to me OH MY LORD.

Act 1 of ROTT was an absolute delight, let’s just say.

Men in Black!Krel

Nari!Douxie (i cANNot beLIEve THIs is a THING im in tears)

THE BARBARA/JIM REUNION!!!!!

A FREAKING STRICKLAKE ENGAGEMENT!!!!! Jim/Strickler relationship growth arc 😭😭😭

Y’ALL WE GOT JLAIRE SITTING ON A FLIPPIN’ RED ASS BED. This is the closest we’re gonna get to sex in a kid’s show.

NOT COUNTING OFC THE INSTA-STAJA-FAM CONCEPTION

should I be scared that GDT is reading the totally wack corners of mpreg AO3??!! 👀👀👀dude, like DUDE. that happened.

ELI GLOWUP !!!!! damn son u hot

also aja is such a Queen in this whole thing omg

I obvs can’t go scene by scene through this thing but––

Douxie and Nari in P A I N during the spellbreaking scene. that hurt my soul oh lordy. there must be art made

OK but then after this SHIT GETS VERY REAL. There’s a lot of Character Thematics/Arcs and Real Narrative shit I can get down into and stuff I want to think about because yEAH... wow, this movie Went There. And Back Again. (lOLJSKGSg)

I appreciate the deaths. I really do. But Strickler was a shock. Jim holding onto his mom and crying, overwhelmed with guilt, was the most Jim thing. The boy puts so much agony on himself. It’s his undoing. gAH POOR JIM.

CAN WE MAKE A NOTE THAT JIM’S RIBS WERE BROKEN/HURT throughout this entire thing??? 😭😭😭 HMmm? HMMMM!!! LOOK AT THE ANGST

Claire shadow-porting an eNTiRE TITAN. This girl is OFF THE CHARTS SJGHSBKGJMNFSBG

Nari’s death was emotional. Wow. She was being a Hero. Not running, like she said. That was a Power Growth and beautifully scored. Not to mention archie trapped forever?!!! Nooooo?!!!

They really want to take everything away from Douxie don’t they.

Jim getting Excalibur and leveling up with Akiridian armor was pRETTY SWEET. Especially ✨together✨. And everyone saying the Destiny speech. *tissues*

Act 3 finale babbaaayyyy.

CHILDREN OF THE SUN REDUX OMSKGJSGGMN HELL YEAHHHH

Jim realizing the amulet didn’t make. him a hero, HE DID. And that’s why the amulet chose him.

y’all I sobbed for tobes. that was powerful, painful, and moving. and y’know it was almost like this whole movie was an apology for treating toby like a comedic sidekick––and giving him the trollhunter mantle in the end.

like THEY VALIDATED JIM AND TOBY’s FRIENDSHIP and that cANnNOt be underestimated. Because friendship is almost ALWAYS knocked down the ladder of importance in the pantheon of human relationships, and ROTT said NO. Jim loves Toby so much that he’d change his own history and the history of the ENTIRE WORLD in order to get him back.

like, Jim, our sacrificial Hero. Deciding to truly be Atlas and take all the weight of What Could Have Been on his shoulders, because he cannot stand the losses that happened under his leadership.

this kiss tho. the absolute ANGUISH in the way jim presses himself to her face. gOD. THE PAIN. THE LOVE. THE “I LOVE YOU”

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The whole time travel twist tho. I’m kinda... not here for it?? Time travel is tricky to pull off and yeah, I think I’m in the camp that everyone’s character arcs (except Jim’s) have been retconned. It’s sad because people get connected to one another by the shared pains, joy, and experiences that brought them together, and now they’ve lost that.

But thematically and more importantly, why can’t the acceptance of death be validated? Sure, so many people dying was painful, but Let. It. Be. Painful. That’s life. TOA hasn’t shied away from dark things before. Toby and Strickler and Nomura and Nari (even Archie and Charlemagne) gave their lives; Toby became a Hero in the truest sense of the word. Let him do that, let that choice be his. In fact, it says a lot thematically about Jim’s hero complex that he cannot accept other people making heroic choices with tragic consequences. That it’s all on him. But with this ending, they do make it clear Jim’s need to be a hero is a driving obsession, and I appreciate the strength of his conviction on that identity for himself.

But the thing about retconning the anguish is that it’s telling us that bad consequences, tragedy, and loss are unacceptable in life. That just because Jim and his friends need 10 years of therapy, he should try to erase all that pain and give himself and his friends a “normal” life. No. Depression, loss, hurt... these help make us who we are; growth is about accepting them and using that pain to become better people, not invalidating them from our past.

*grumbles*

let’s be real tho: that ending was meta. it was like they were telling us fans that now WE can go create the Trollhunters we wanted to see, and fix all the things we thought went wrong. I think someone’s been reading a bunch of Trollhunter AU fics, no?

tl;dr ROTT creates more questions than it does answers and we need another show LMAO

[bular]

Welcome to Live Commentary

I had no one to talk to while watching the movie and I hate being alone with my thoughts so I wrote everything down in my notes app. It's not coherent! Enjoy!

Aw yeah 1.5 seconds of Bular that is all I needed! Might as well stop now I've seen my boy I'm satisfied.

Why is there a nearly 4 minute recap as if I haven't watched the show at least 50 times. I should be the one giving the recap.

The beginning felt a bit forced to me but maybe that's just me? Like they just tried to squeeze too many things into a small timeframe without any buildup, it just didn't really work. Congrats on the engagement! This is my OTP so I'm very happy! But it came out of nowhere.

Nari in Douxies body is so wrong and I love it and hate it at the same time (positive)

Eli is BIG. I knew he was gonna be tall but I was not prepared for that chiseled face. Or the fact that he stepped off the ship without glasses? I wear glasses and I would not choose to step off a spaceship blind.

OkAY who had mpreg on their bingo card?

AAARRRGGHH actually said a full sentence 🥺 there is no heterosexual explanation for this scene and I'm here for it

Arcadia being the center of the universe really does make a lot of sense. I hate how much sense it makes. Despise it.

Strickler in a Christmas sweater is something i didn't know I needed. Jim's jacket too but that's just adorable, Jim's adorable. Oh sweet baby you're about to get fucked over so bad.

Love seeing Barbara actively participating in battle too. Good for her! Power family!!

Where are the kids tho? Is NotEnrique babysitting? Either that or they hired the girl from the Incredibles movie.

Nomura is so talented I love seeing her fighting on the good side. I can't explain it but I love digitigrade legs they're just so pretty?? Aesthetically pleasing??? Fuck yeah, legg! I could watch Nomura run around and be badass all day.

WAIT NO OH SHIT HOW DARE YOU FUCK

STRICKLER DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE NOT YOU TOO THAT'S TOO FUCKING RUDE DON'T DO THIS TO ME

THERE'S NO WAY HE'S DEAD RIGHT WE SAW NO BODY

Barbara does not deserve this I refuse to accept it. He's fine he'll be back they wouldn't kill two Changelings at once. Also Nomura is with Draal now I take no criticism.

So my favorite characters were Bular, Draal, Gunmar and Angor. And before this movie I always half-joked that everyone I love dies, how I still like Strickler and Nomura but apart from them all of my faves were killed in the very order of favoritism. AND NOW LOOK AT THIS. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I LOVE A CHARACTER. MY LOVE IS TOXIC.

OKAY I LOVE GUN RO- WAIT NO I DON'T LOVE HIM FUCK ABORT ABORT

It's great tho omg

I didn't realize it was Gun Robot when I saw it in the trailer this is amazing

Okay but imagine you're chilling in your trollmarket minding your own business when some misfit group of strangers waltzes in, steals your favorite shiny and celebrates your death before running off

"I AM GUN ROBOT" IS THE HORN LMAOOO

Nana better show up at some point to reunite with her boytoy, I'll cancel this entire franchise otherwise

Something bad is going to happen to Toby isn't it. He's getting too much screentime

Jim's hand got DEEP FRIED

ARCHIE NO

We can play Scrabble okay if they don't free them (which they must) I want an after credits scene of them playing scrabble

Douxie and Nari's bond 🥺🥺🥺

Nari pls just say what you fuckin mean the world is ending

Oh god is she going to remember killing Nomura oh nooo

Claire don't make the portal you will die again. Your hair gon be white all over

EVERYONE AVOIDING THE SCHOOL JUST RIGHT THERE LMAO RIP

I love how Darci is just with the school bus. Civilian girlfriend. But also love how the world is ending and Coach is like "fuck that I'm gonna teach these kids"

Does he know his son is pregnant

"Going back to the city where it's safe" buddy have you been to that city

Whatever happens, Nari has the coolest looking titan. Giant four legged gremlin. I'd adopt him.

WAIT SHE CAN FEEL THE PAIN?

Me: oh i love that titan

The titan 5 seconds later:

Did Nari just fucking die what the FUCK

Oh of COURSE the pages are stuck together RIGHT THERE

Seriously tho how do you not notice an entire nougat nummy in a book

Wait so Arcadia has another heartstone? Or OH SO IT'S ALIVE. OKAY GREAT. GUNMAR COULDN'T EVEN DO THAT RIGHT HUH

Love how the Heartstone has been dormant/dead for months and apparently heard Blinky say it's alive and decided to wake up RIGHT THEN

Finally they're evacuating the city. This is like, the third apocalypse there. About time.

Okay so you can't pull Excalibur from the rock, but you CAN carve out the stone. Couldn't you just carve it off the sword as close as possible and like. Use that? Just swing the whole damn rock around?

God i can NOT get over Steve's pants. I mean I read a spoiler he was gonna be pregnant but I thought it was a prank or shitpost. I did not see this coming and I am never going to be over it. I love how he and Aja just roll with it and nobody else even cares. They've seen weirder stuff. So he's pregnant now. Whatever.

Jim's hand is bandaged and his ribs still hurt. I love that they're actually consistent with his injuries. I mean sucks for him but hell yeah for hero that doesn't always win!

Okayyy here comes the heartstone. Why not!

IS HE IN LABOR

So if you kiss an Akiridion 7 times you will have 3-5 babies in a few hours. How are they not overpopulated?? Also Aja couldn't have WARNED STEVE BEFOREHAND?

Eli is so supportive omfg

So uh where are the babies gonna come out of? I'm not into mpreg how does this usually work

OH STEVE THANKS FOR ASKING MY QUESTION

Oh good thing he happens to have 8 friends still alive. Otherwise this would've never worked. Nomura had to die otherwise there would've been 10 of them.

Why is everyone bowing to Jim? Did they rehearse this?

Stuart if you hadn't taken a bathroom break you would've thrown off the math and doomed the world. That was a poop of fate my man

Ahhh the signature quote. Where did Douxie and the Akiridions learn it? Did they rehearse this too? It's really cliché but I do like it tbh

If Strickler were dead we'd see more Barbara right?

WOOO BLINKY DRIVING

Ah Jim just used she/her for Bellroc! Finally we're learning some pronouns. I've been wondering this whole time.

MY VIRGIN EYES. WHAT IS GOING O N

How are they not dying with all this lava?

She really just yeeted Varvatos

Did Claire just tell AAARRRGGHH to jump off the titan and he did it without question

I want to say I like Stuart and want him to have more screentime, but I won't say it because I don't want him to die

Jim's poor ribs

Toby can drive yoooo

Tobyyy you're scaring meeeee

So did they really need the different stone or was the amulet just waiting for Jim to choose death over giving up

I saw the armor before but it looks VERY COOL

Also I didn't mention this before but I love that they cut Merlin's name from the incantation. Good for them.

Toby you lost your helmet noooo

For real tho I'm terrified for Toby rn. I saw a comment somewhere earlier that just said "Toby no" with no context and I am AFRAID

So do Bellroc's eyes work after all? I thought she was blinded back in Wizards in the past.

DID SHE JUST FUCKING STAB MY BOY

TOBY YOU SHOULD NOT BE THERE GET OUT THE TRUCK

Bellroc maybe screaming "i'm powerless" in front of your enemy isn't the best idea

She sploosh

DID JIM SURVIVE THAT FALL AND ALSO IS THE TACO TRUCK OKAY

How is he lifting Claire like that buddy you have bruised ribs and just got stabbed

ELI HI CAN WE SEE THE KIDS

SEVEN KIDS! AND ELI JR I LOVE IT

This show really loves to give people more than the recommended amount of babies with no warning huh

She immediately knows which one is Eli Jr 🥺 okay listen I'm not the biggest fan of comic relief sideplot surprise babies, but I have to admit they're cute. Cute couple. Throuple. Eli is in on this. He even has a Junior.

I TOLD YOU WHERE'S THE DAMN TACO TRUCK NANA WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU AND NEITHER WILL I

Oh yea he better fuckin be alive I will commit murder

HE BETTER FUCKIN BE ALIVE BITCH

FUCK YOU

THAT'S A WHOLE ASS CHILD HE ISN'T ALLOWED TO DIE IT'S ILLEGAL

JIM IS GONNA LOOK DOWN AT THE GREEN GLOWING BITCH AAARRRGGHH CONVENIENTLY THREW THERE AND SEE HIM ALIVE OR SOMETHING

YEAH USE THE SWORD TO UNDEAD HIM! THAT'S HOW YOU USE SWORDS!

Unbecoming Part 2

So is Jim just gonna Groundhog Day it until everyone is fine? There's only 13 minutes left we're gonna need a bigger movie

Also I screamed so much about everyone's death and now everyone reading this after they already saw the whole thing is gonna shame me for clowning huh

The scene where Blinky is giving his goodbye speech, there are no babies and Steve has a round belly? Did he reabsorb them?? I mean I know Jim is about to un-birth them but he hasn't started yet

JUST HOW FAR BACK IS HE PLANNING TO GO

WAIT HOLD UP EXCUSE ME WHAT

Oh they did NOT just do that. I though he was just gonna go back to like, the start of the movie maybe. Not all the way

Imagine being in your early twenties with as much trauma as this kid has and having to pretend you're 16 again

Somewhere Unkar is complaining because "oh sure NOW it's a good idea"

I know Jim is wondering where Toby is because he was there before. But before, he made an entire meatloaf AND did his homework before leaving the house, so honey maybe wait a minute

For a second I thought Toby wasn't gonna be there and Jim would return to the right time. But there he is!

Alright so they're in school now, did they take the canal and just didn't mention the amulet on screen or did they pass it as if the Unbecoming episode hadn't been that traumatizing? Jim you know what happens when you ignore it

Jim maybe you're being too obvious here lmao

Soooo. Anyway. These whole past years I've rewatched this show over and over and over again are cancelled now?

OKAY AT LEAST WE SAW NANA FOR A SPLIT SECOND THAT'S IRONIC TIMING

So we get the quote again. And Trollhunter Tobias is nice. Cool. Cool AU I mean, but I don't know. I don't knowwww. I've been way too invested in everything to just accept that it never happened?? So uh. Hm. How about this.

Strickler survived because fuck you, and Toby also survived and just has scars now. Maybe a wheelchair but he's fine, also he can use the Warhammer for super speed and make it awesome once he's used to it. Archie and Charlie get freed once they rebuild the bridge (and they were playing scrabble to pass the time). Nomura is still dead because she died on screen and I can't really deny that but she's with Draal so it's okay. Everyone is traumatized but they'll be fine. NotEnrique is still babysitting 500 babies and Steve is about to bring 7 more.

In summary, I reject Groundhog Day ending but everything else was great, as long as it actually happened. It was a good movie. But you can't just cancel years of passion. Having the prospect of a million "canon AUs" sounds great for writing but at the same time nooo you can't do that he didn't have to go back THAT far HHHHH

I liked the movie. It was a great watch and a satisfying end to a franchise, but I gotta say I do not fancy the ending of it so I will from now on be in denial. I honestly feel kind of betrayed that this show was my whole life for so long, I learned every smallest fact, and they basically deleted it from existence. I know what they were going for, I think, but no thank you I will be going with my own opinion. Still gonna rewatch it a few dozen times though ✌🏻

And that concludes my live commentary that was supposed to be a small handful of notes. Feel free to shame me for my opinions. See ya!

[heavymetalover]

The Hand That Feeds (Michael Langdon x fem reader)

Summary: You’re Michael’s pet at Outpost 3, accustom to obeying all of his rules. But today you’re desperate and Michael hasn’t been pleasing you much lately. You get punished by a jealous Michael after trying to hook up with another gray. 

Warnings: SMUT, dirty talk, dom/sub, jealousy, daddy kink, wrist binding, boot licking, piss play, oral sex (female & male receiving), slapping, little bit of rimming (female receiving), fingering (anal & vaginal), anal sex, choking, hair pulling, bit of fluff at the end, sassy reader, mean michael.

Word count: 5.5k

A/N: ok sjksjskjs this one might not be for everyone… 

1) read the warnings carefully if youre squeamish and dont like dirty stuff lol im just being upfront. 2) jim is jim mason, i wanted to give you guys a 2 in 1 fling. youre welcome. & 3) this came kinda late cuz i was BUSY w sugar daddy stuff this week lmao ! so i hope there arent too many grammar errors !! 

enjoy, sluts <3

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You lean against the corridor wall, routinely surveying the area for Venable’s impending scrutiny. One of your close confidants, Jim, another gray, leans with you. He stands only a few inches away from you, so close that you breathe each other’s breaths. Since you’ve laid eyes on him you suspected he would be trouble. You liked the freckles that dotted his nose, the way his brown hair swooped over his forehead, and how he looked at you like you were the only person in this hellhole that mattered. You knew you weren’t supposed to be flirting with him, you knew Langdon would be mad, but fuck it. Langdon stayed cooped up in his office for most of the day, you were bored of waiting for him to sweep you off your feet and fuck you until you couldn’t walk. Everything is always on his terms, but you are getting desperate, you need some spice in your life.  

You mindlessly twirl a stray hair that fell from your unattractive bun when talking to Jim. You two laugh and smile all the time, beating around the bush because of Langdon’s strict rules. You grab Jim’s hand; his baby blue eyes wander around the corridor before accepting your palm. “Have I ever told you how much I appreciate you?” you ask him. His eyes shyly fix to the ground and a smile inches across his face. “I’m serious, I don’t know what I’d do here without you.”

“Me too. If Langdon takes you and leaves me…” he trails off.

“Hey,” you crouch down to find his eyes. His light eyes fix on yours and you feel a tingle wash over your core. “I don’t even want to go with him,” you lie. Even if Langdon is the most hot and cold asshat here, he somehow cast his spell on you. You hate how much of a hold he has on you. “I’ll make sure he doesn’t take me.”

“How will you do that? Everybody knows you’re his little pet,” he leans his head against the wall in defeat.

“Because of this,” you whisper, standing on the tips of your toes to reach Jim’s lips.

He closes his lucent eyes and kisses you back. His soft lips collide into yours, they feel like everything you’ve imagined. After a moment, he pulls away from your embrace and his eyes dart around the room. “You’re fucking crazy,” he laughs. “We’re both dead if we get caught.”

“Would that be such a bad thing?” you question with a shrug.

He responds by pulling you into another kiss, crashing his lips into yours with passion. You continue kissing him and slowly walking him into one of the empty rooms in the corridor. He staggers backwards into the room, both of you smiling at his fumble.

Each kiss gets stronger and deeper, only parting to rip off your apron and let down your hair. His hands run down your back, pulling you against him and kissing your neck. A small moan escapes your lips and you feel a light giggle on your neck, sending chills throughout your body. Your fingers comb through his thick hair and you pull his head back to kiss his lips once more.

Jim unzips your gray dress and it falls to the floor, exposing your grim bra and panties. The grays didn’t get many lingerie choices, you all had to wear cotton and polyester undergarments. None of it mattered to Jim, though. He is just as ravenous as you, he only wants what’s underneath the ugly clothes. You take off his top and smash your lips into his, reaching for his pants. He’s beginning to unhook your bra when somebody clears their throat behind you.

You both jump, immediately shielding any exposed skin, until you realize who it is. He sucks all the air out of the room and everything goes still. “Y/N,” Langdon says between clenched teeth, his tone much lower than usual.

You cross your arms over your chest, standing in front of Jim so he won’t get any of the heat. “Mr. Langdon,” you respond with the same vitriol. Langdon hated when you got sassy, you know that, but you don’t care. What’s he going to do?

He peers around your shoulder and you extend your arm, hoping he won’t see who you were engaging with. Langdon rolls his eyes at your poor attempt of protecting Jim’s identity and addresses him calmly, “John, perhaps you should leave now.”

“Jim,” he responds with a waver in his voice. Your heart sinks when Jim talks back to him. You can deal with punishment from Langdon, but you didn’t want anything bad to happen to Jim.

“Jim,” Langdon repeats. “Leave now and be thankful if I don’t burn your soul to a fucking crisp.” You’ve never seen Langdon this angry and you have to admit, it’s kind of hot.

Jim stands up and squeezes your hand tightly before leaving. He brushes past Langdon, exiting the room with his clothes in his fist. Langdon stays in the doorway, hands behind his back as always and chin tilted up to assert dominance. You don’t back down; you stay silent waiting for him to say his piece. You’re not going down so easily this time.

“You’re a stubborn pain in my ass, you know that?” he finally breaks the silence. “People in this outpost are on their hands and knees trying to secure a position, offering everything they can just so I could spare their lives. All the girls throw themselves at me, they wish I could secure a position for them like I did with you. Hell, even most of the men. They wish I could fuck them the way I fuck you,” he seethes.

“So why don’t you,” you bite back. You’ll do anything to get him riled up now, this is weeks of built up rage.

He wears a slight smile, quite clearly trying to camouflage his anger. “Put your dress back on and meet me in my office,” he orders, turning on his heel to leave.

“No,” you reply stubbornly. He stops and turns back to look at you. You walk up to him, challenging his supremacy with each audacious step. “What are you gonna do, Langdon? Hm? Spank me?” you ask in a mocking tone. “Punish me? Burn my soul?” you keep going to get him annoyed, but he wears an amused smile now. His eyes drawing to the ceiling to avoid giving you the spotlight, this only makes you want to dig harder. “I find it hard to believe you’re the antichrist,” you whisper inches from his face, “because half of the time you can’t even fuck me right.”

His haunting gaze closes in on you, you got his attention. “Is that right?” he asks, stone-faced. You slowly nod your head, questioning what kind of beast you woke up in him. His eyes look darker, even his expression looks much more sinister.

Langdon grabs your wrist, tightening his grip and you don’t fight it. He pulls you even closer to him, your feet shuffle until they trip over his Margiela boots. He tightens his grip again and you gasp at the sudden pain. You would never tell him to stop. “You like being punished, don’t you?” he quizzes, a glimmer of hilarity in his serious attitude. “That’s why you were whoring it up with that guy, right? Because you want me to punish you?”

You swallow hard, feeling a numbness take over the hand he grips so snugly. “It would add some excitement,” you reply coyly, all your confidence dissolving before your eyes.

“Look at you. A dog with all bark and no bite,” he spits, a small breathy laugh followed after. “Y/N, if you wanted to be treated like a dirty fucking whore, then why didn’t you just tell me?” he asks, making you jump when he curses. Even if he is mad, it’s turning you on. You can feel yourself soaking through your panties. “I’ll treat you like one,” he whispers.

Langdon drags you out of the room by the wrist he’s holding with a death-grip. Your heart drops at how urgent he’s handling the situation. “W-what are you gonna do to me?” you ask apprehensively.

“Oh, you wanted excitement!” he yells loud enough for the whole outpost to hear. He lets go of your wrist, throwing you into his room and locking the door behind him. You aid to your wrist, expecting a wicked bruise to flourish tomorrow.

He grabs your arm, again having a firm grasp, and pulls you into him. He holds your face in his other hand, making sure you keep your pleading eyes on his. “Do you want this?” he asks in a whisper. “Does the dirty slut want to be punished?”

You try nodding your head in his tight grip. “Yes, daddy,” you breathe.

He lets a modest smile slip before returning to his controlling demeanor. “Show me,” he commands and lets go of you. He promptly unhooks your bra and you slowly slide it down your arms. Covering up your nipples until the bra is completely off and exposing them to him, putting on a little show as usual. He still doesn’t look entertained. “I thought you wanted excitement,” he teases.

You bite your tongue from saying anything hurtful. “I do,” you answer. “Do whatever you want with me, daddy.”

He slides his jacket down his shoulders and steps closer to you. Your nipples harden with the gust of wind and he takes advantage. He pinches both of your nipples in between his fingers, squeezing the hard peaks. You moan at his sudden touch and arch your back to invite more. He notices this and twists your nipples, sending a searing pain throughout your breasts. You recoil only for a moment, but once the immediate pain subsides, you welcome more of his punishments.

He twists them again, harder this time and you take in a sharp breath, ruggedly letting it go when he releases your nipples. He gives a rough smack to your perky tits, causing more pain through your chest. You let out a nervous laugh with the second smack. Langdon’s never touched you like this before, he was always so gentle, you never knew he had this in him.

He pulls you back into him, and ravages your lips with his. Shoving his tongue into your mouth and tasting your lips with each smacking kiss. His hands crawl down your back, reaching your hideous panties. He pulls the cotton, wedging the garment between your ass and you gasp. Just like when he pinched your nipples, for a moment it hurt, then it felt unbelievably good. He pulls away from the kiss, biting on your lip hard enough to draw a bead of blood.

Langdon undoes his belt and yanks it from his waist. “Turn around,” he says, pushing you the other way. You obey his orders, turning around and waiting for your next command. He takes both of your wrists behind your back and bounds them tightly in his belt, squeezing your, already wounded, wrists so tight that you’re unable to move either of your hands. “How’s that?” he asks.

“Tight,” you answer with a slight chuckle.

He tightens them even more and you wince. “Good,” he responds sourly. “Now, I want you in a position you’re familiar with,” he whispers, his lips shaving the shell of your ear. You feel the hairs on your neck stand up, he’s driving you crazy. “Get on your knees.”

You conform, turning around to face him and getting on your knees, trying to balance yourself without your hands. You look up at him with big eyes, marinating in the hypnagogic moment. Even if you tell everyone it’s a drag, you adore being Langdon’s pet. You love having him dominate you, it’s the only thing that’s kept you sane in the outpost lately.

“I bet you want to taste me now, don’t you?” he asks.

You suck on your bottom lip, moistening them up for him. “I want your cum, daddy,” you nod.

“I bet you’re salivating just thinking about it,” he continues. He wears a condescending smile that negates his words. “But dirty whores don’t get daddy’s cum,” he scoffs. “They lick daddy’s shoes.”

Your eyes travel down his body to his boots. Wired to follow his orders in a heartbeat, you lean down to his leather Tabi boots. They’re quite an unusual design, with a cut in the toe to look like hooves. You run your tongue along the soft leather of his boot and kiss the tip his big toe occupies. You continue licking the top and he lifts up his shoe, exposing the sole. As soon as he lifts it, you look up at him for conformation, he doesn’t budge. There is minimal dust and dirt on the bottom, not too much to complain about. After a second of hesitation, you put your tongue flat on the sole and lick up all of the accumulated filth from the bottom of his shoe. “Good girl,” he encourages. You make sure to clean up every inch and swallow all of it before stopping. He puts his shoe back on the ground and raises an eyebrow, impressed with your commitment. “Now the other shoe,” he orders.

You begin licking the leather again, starting with the little divide in the shoe and working your way out. He lifts up his shoe again and you lick the soles once more. Negligently washing his expensive shoes with your tongue until they’re pristine. You sit up on your knees when you’re done, maneuvering the grime in your mouth and trying to swallow any remnants. “Such a good little whore,” he smiles. “You need something to wash down that dirt, don’t you?”

You nod your head again. “Yes, daddy. I do,” you admit. The feeling of sandy dirt still contaminating your mouth.

He unzips his dress pants; the bulge of his erection bloats in his boxers. “You’re lucky I’m feeling generous right now,” he taunts.

Langdon pulls out his erect cock, his length always takes your breath away. No matter how many times you see his dick, it’s always surprising to see how long and thick it is. His father truly did bless him in every possible aspect.

You open your mouth and bring it to his dick, getting ready to suck the tip, but he pushes you back. “No, no, no,” he buzzes. “Lean your head back and open your mouth.”

You do as you’re told, leaning back and opening your mouth. You stick your tongue out of your mouth and he positions himself above you. Holding his hardy cock in his hand and aiming his hole at your face before splashing out a warm fluid.

You close your eyes to avoid any stinging. The liquid spatters onto your face and gets in your hair, making your whole head wet in a few seconds. Once the salty substance hits your tongue, you know that he’s urinating on you. He aims it closer to your mouth and you open wider for him to release into you, using you like a public restroom.

“How’s this for a punishment? Exciting enough for you?” he presses. You swallow everything that he leaks into you, washing down the dirt from his sole with it. It surprises you that the taste isn’t unpleasant, you actually enjoy him using you like this. 

His stream gets quite weaker, but you devour every drop he gives you. “Such a nasty girl, goddamn,” he says with a laugh. He stops urinating on you and you swallow the last bit that was in your mouth, finally opening your eyes to a surprised Langdon. 

You wipe away some of the urine near your eyes with your shoulder and lick the remains around your lips. “So good, daddy,” you respond sweetly. A slight smirk crosses his plump lips, you can tell he’s proud of you. Proud of his little pet for abiding the rules for once.

He leans into you, his hard cock grazing your lips. You open your mouth, inviting his pink tip in, and suck any leftover urine. You run your tongue over his tip and look up at him, batting your lustrous eyes. He rolls his eyes back when you ram his whole cock into your mouth. Bobbing your head back and forth, not daring to disrupt his pleasure even if you feel yourself choking.

You pull your head back, feeling his length escape your throat. A white string of saliva connects your lips to his dick when you pull away and you suck up any excess saliva you produced. You can’t help but give the head of his impressive cock one more suck before finishing off.

He pulls you up by your shoulders. You stand on your toes to kiss him, but he pushes you backwards onto his bed. You land on your wrists, almost forgetting that he had bound them earlier. He zips himself back up before moving onto the bed with you. You move your arms up, trying to spin your tightly tied wrists, but they don’t comply. They hang off of the bed, while the rest of your body is laid out for Langdon’s consumption.

He starts down by your ankles, giving open mouth kisses on both of your legs until he reaches the insides of your thighs. He kisses the insides, getting slower and wetter the closer he gets to your pulsating core. He lifts up both sides of your panties and lets them go, slapping them onto your hips. You instinctively buck your hips at the sudden slap, then smile at his teasing. He takes both sides again, this time pulling them in opposite directions and ripping your panties in half with minimal effort. You gasp at his aggressiveness. He gasps too, mocking yours.

He sits up over you. One of your thighs threaded between his. He looks down at you, gorgeous blonde hair spilling over his shoulders. He rubs one warm hand over your hot clit, finally feeling his touch is so liberating. He grips your face with his other hand again. “Are you having fun?” he inquires, still rubbing you languidly.

“Yes,” you answer, squirming under his touch.

He stops rubbing you for a moment and you loudly sigh from the loss of contact. He slaps your throbbing cunt and you let out a sharp shriek. He smacks it harder and you groan, curling your toes in agony. You move your head to the side and bite your arm to cope with the pain. “Good,” he says lowly.

He rubs your clit again and you take a deep breath in, still biting down on your arm to not make noise. He rubs faster and harder, issuing a moan out of you. He stops again and you bite hard, feeling a tear roll down the side of your face. You stop biting your arm and glance at him with begging eyes. “Please don’t stop,” your voice falters.

Your pleading falls on deaf ears, his expression doesn’t change. He slaps your throbbing pussy again, getting another yelp out of you. He slaps it harder and you cry out a mangled groan. He keeps smacking your sensitive cunt until it’s puffy and swollen. “Please,” you beg again. He gives one hard slap and you yell loud enough for everybody in the outpost to hear.

He leans in close to you. “Do you wanna come?” he asks, hovering his hand over your cunt. You try nodding your head in the grip of his hand and fail, he slaps your pussy again. “I asked you a question.”

“Yes!” you exclaim. “God, yes. Please I want to come.”

He lets go of your face and moves down your body, running his tongue through the valley of your breasts, down your torso, and all the way to your crotch. He spits on your folds; you feel his warm spit travel down your pussy. He licks it up, the feeling of his tepid tongue on your vagina makes your heart skip. He licks again, starting lower. Then again, starting from your asshole up to your clit. “Michael!” you yelp, his tongue still venturing where it never has before.

He sops up your already drenched pussy and lubes up your asshole with his heated saliva. He slowly inserts two fingers into your pussy, and one into your ass. You take a sharp inhale when he does this, you’ve never had fingers in your ass before.

He starts working your holes, starting slow and steady. His fingers inching in deeper, the metal of his rings adding a pleasurable coolness to your sweltering cunt. He pulses his fingers inside of you, hitting them up against your g-spot. You can already feel yourself coming undone, but you fight to keep yourself together. His tongue licks your clit and you moan, unable to hold it in anymore. His tongue pulses to the same rhythm as his fingers, speeding up at the same time.

The lower half of your body feels completely disabled. Your legs are trembling and your feet are pointed from holding in your pleasure. You grind your hips on his face, his light blue eyes peer up at you, begging for your cum. You’d give anything to unbind his makeshift handcuffs and run your fingers through his soft hair.

You don’t hide it anymore, you let out all your moans. He notices you’re unravelling and takes the opportunity to fuck you harder. Pulsing his fingers inside your holes vigorously and slurping up your dripping pussy. His aggressiveness makes your cunt go numb, and it feels like your world stops. You dig your nails into your hands, aching to touch him. A few yells getting caught in your throat, holding them in in fear someone will burst in screaming bloody murder. “Oh my god,” is all you can manage to mutter through your endless moans.

Langdon laughs, a wave of his hot breath washing over your pussy. “God can’t fuck you like this,” he disputes with a devilish grin. You can’t bring yourself to amuse his joke, you feel yourself coming on him.

Your hips move wildly against his face, grinding yourself against his moist tongue. Nails digging into yourself harder than ever. You cry out his name along with deformed moans, trying your best to stay quiet, but failing miserably. “Langdon! Fuck!” you heave in between solid breaths. You’re both on the same wavelength, he fucks you just how you want him to, just how you need him to. With one hard plunge, you let out your last groan. Your juices spilling onto his fingers and he licks it up, sticking two of his fingers into his wet mouth and sucking you off of him.

“This one’s for you,” he whispers, crawling up to you and sticking his third finger into your mouth. You taste yourself on him, this is the one that was in your ass. It doesn’t have much flavour, it’s rather sweet if anything. You suck it right off of his warm finger, tasting the sweetness of your ass mixed with the saltiness of his finger. “Want more?” he asks.

You nod your head, out of breath from his gratification. “Yes,” you concur, “please give me more, daddy.”

He smiles, he likes when you beg him. “Of course you do,” he responds, “So gluttonous. I bet you want to me to fuck you right now, don’t you?”

You eagerly nod again. “Hard, Mr. Langdon.”

He leans over you, the back of his hand caressing your cheek tenderly. His warm fingers contrast with the cold metal rings that fit each of his fingers, goosebumps instantly line your skin. “I just need to remind you of one thing,” his lips graze yours.

The temptation to reach up and kiss his full lips is unbearable. “What’s that?” you whisper back.

“I don’t share,” he chastises. Your heart drops hearing the hatred possessing his tone.

He moves away from your face. Finally undressing himself, he rips his expensive shirt, the buttons clink against the floor as he starts zipping down his pants. You lay back, watching him unclothe himself with big eyes, waiting for him to unsheathe his shaft. You take the moment to appreciate his beauty, and damn he has a lot of it. 

He pulls down his pants and fishes in his boxers when his eyes connect with yours. He cocks his head to the side, taking his hand out of his underwear. “A little privacy,” he smirks, grabbing your legs. He rapidly spins you around so you’re laying on your stomach, the wind gets knocked out of you from astonishment. You wonder how he had the strength to do that.

You feel his weight leave the bed. His warm hands guide your hips towards the ceiling. You prop yourself on your elbows the best that you can with bound wrists. He pushes your legs apart, your knees shaking from nervousness. You feel his hands grab a handful of your ass and you push it out more for him. He lets go and gives a hard slap on your ass, forsaking a delicious sting. You gasp at the sudden pain. “That’s for disobeying me,” he scolds.

You catch your breath, stunned by his hostility. “I should disobey you more often,” you quip.

He slaps your other cheek in response and you gasp again. You feel a depression in the bed behind you and your breath hitches in your throat. His hand resting on your lower back, you feel him drag his rounded tip along your wet folds. “I think you forgot who you belong to,” he sneers. You feel him add pressure on your hole, he spits on his cock, “I think you forgot who your ass belongs to.”

He rams his tip into your asshole and you take in a sharp breath, your hands instinctively reaching to grab him, but unsuccessful from their inability to move. Your upper body falls limp onto his bed. Both of his hands grab your sides as he slowly glides his hard cock into your ass, spitting again for extra lubrication. All of your words get caught in your breath; it feels like he’s intruding, but you don’t want him to stop.

He’s in deep when he abruptly stops. “Relax for me,” he instructs. You let out a wavered deep breath, his warm hands soothing you, running up your back. In your next breath, you let everything out, all of your jitters and tension, stress and timidity, it all withers away. He moves into you deeper and you finally feel the pleasure. A moan slips from your lips and he grabs a fistful of your hair.

He pumps in and out of you, gradually speeding up the more comfortable you get. “Mr. Lan…” his name dies on your lips and your eyes roll to the back of your head. You bite your lip to keep from moaning. “Fuck me,” you whine.

He yanks your hair back and slams into your ass, you pant as he tugs harder. You let out a few pornographic noises and an animalistic groan escapes his lips. “Do you think he’d fuck you like I do?” he snaps, pulling harder, “Do you think he’d take you in the ass? You belong to me.” You let out a laugh, unapologetically entertained by his jealousy. At least it shows he gives a fuck about you.

When he hears your laugh, he sadistically drives himself into you harder, your laugh cut off by a cry. The acute pain is immediately consumed by thrill, your heart pounding with excitement. “Oh yeah, daddy,” you sigh. His pounding gets more intense, he lives for your praise. “Fuck me harder, I’m all yours.”

He relentlessly pulls your hair back and brutally fucks you. Pumping into your ass, the only sound in the room is your skin slapping against his and muffled moans. Both of his rough hands wrap around your neck and your moans get caught in your throat. He tightens his grip, your heart drops. Even though you trust him, Langdon has always been unpredictable. It crosses your mind that he may kill you, but in some sickening way that turns you on. The harder he squeezes, the wetter you feel yourself getting. Your cunt dripping onto his bed, you want to leave a big mess for him.

“Who do you belong to?” he asks. Your words get caught in your throat and you stifle a moan. He does one hard thrust into you, squeezing your neck even more, cutting off your breath. “I asked, who do you belong to?” anger rising in his voice.

“You,” your voice is strained. “I belong to you.”

He eases on his grip and you take in a deep breath, drinking in the air you were deprived. “That’s right,” he breathes, “you’re all mine.” He doesn’t give you a minute to catch your breath before ramming your tight hole even more. You’re greedy for more, pushing your ass against him and shoving him inside you deeper. You feel his leg lift onto the bed, brushing against the back of your thigh. He holds your hair in one hand and your side in the other.

Langdon starts fucking you harder than before. Every time you think he’s being ruthless, not holding back, he upstages himself, vehemently pounding his stiff cock into you. You aren’t intelligible anymore, unable to construct a sentence, unable to say a goddamn word. Orgasm overtakes you. Langdon raises your leg and you fall onto your side, finally able to look at him. His hooded eyes stare down at you as if reasserting his overt dominance.

His stone face breaks, his nostrils flare and he releases a low grumble from his chest. Both of you groaning at the same time with each thrust. He becomes as incoherent as you are. You feel yourself coming on him, only able to yell out your moans to absolve your pleasure. Your soaking pussy gets wetter with each plunge into you.

You fight to scream, but it gets caught in your throat. A final moan pours out of you, your juices spilling all over him as you come on his leg. Langdon continues fucking you until his thrusts get sloppier, his usual reluctance to show emotion is being corrupted by his unyielding moans. His restless technique getting clumsy as you feel him fill up your hole with his seed. His body contorting before sluggishly dropping onto you, exhaling his orgasm with a light grunt. Both of you dripping sweat and fervently catching your breaths, coming down from the ecstasy. His hands scramble to unbind your wrists and you throw his belt to the side, rubbing the sweat from your wrists.

He pulls himself out of you and rolls onto his back, laying on the bed next to you. You feel his cum pouring out of your ass, swiping a bit of it from your hole and licking the salty liquid off your finger. Langdon breathes out a laugh and rolls onto his side to planting a warm kiss on your lips. When he pulls away, his hand stays cupping your cheek, your hand on his. “Did I hurt you?” he questions.

A smile spreads on your face, this is the caring Langdon you’re used to during sex. “No,” you answer, drawing circles on the back of his hand.

“Good,” he sighs. He lays on his back again and lets out a deep sigh. You throw your arm around his body and he pulls you close to him. Your head fits under his arm and he brushes his fingertips against your back, making little figure-eights on your shoulder blade.  

His heaving chest grows steadier with each breath, as does yours. He kisses the top of your head and pulls you against him tighter as if he’s afraid you’ll leave. You hear him take in a breath like he’s about to speak, but he doesn’t say a word. You stay in silence for a few minutes, enjoying the stillness and absorbing everything that just happened.

“Will you ever leave me?” he breaks the lull.

Your heart drops to your stomach. “What do you mean? Why are you asking that?” your voice is hoarse.

“Because you’re all I have,” he sighs.

You fight back the itch to look up at him, instead rubbing circles on his chest with your hand. “I won’t leave you,” you promise. You don’t want to leave him, even if he’s constantly hot and cold, there’s something charming about his temperament.

You feel him exhale and allow yourself to look up at him. You rest your chin on his chest and he looks down at you with a smile, moving some of the hair glued to your forehead behind your ear. His eyes find the ceiling and his face turns neutral as he persists to graze his fingers down your back. You lay your head on his chest again, hearing his temperate heartbeat. In moments like these, it’s hard for you to recall that Langdon is the spawn of Satan. He seems so warm and fragile.

“Y/N, you’re all mine,” he croaks.

You can’t suppress the smile that creeps across your face. “Okay.”

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2 tiny tags hehe: 

@avesatanormalpeoplescareme @edenlilyrose 

[space-malex]

Oh my god.

I’m going to need a moment.

Many moments, in fact.

I could never meta right now because I’m emotionally exhausted.

1) Poor Isobel. To be violated in the way that she was, to spend over half her life as a prisoner to someone else’s will. It’s so HORRIBLE.

2) I was really hoping that there was an explanation for Noah, and that he would be redeemed, but clearly that’s not going to happen. So I’m thinking he will probably die next week.

3) it was a short appearance for Jenna, but I was really glad to see her and I’m glad that she and Max have gotten closure on the relationship. I had a feeling that she would either die or leave since Riley is starring on another show. I’m glad it’s the former not the latter, so at least she would have the opportunity to come back if she wanted to.

4) I liked Max this episode until the end when he pulled a gun on Michael.

5) Liz. My girl. She was so wonderful this episode. So compassionate and caring and I just love her so much. And I love that she talked about how she has the handprint so she’s feeling what Noah is, whether she likes it or not. And it made the echo argument make COMPLETE SENSE.

6) Alex’s brother is being blackmailed by Jesse. I wonder what for? Either way, we will see Jesse come back next week. Flint was kind of a douche.

7) Loved the Alex, Michael, Kyle team up. Loved the mutual snark. 100% relate to Alex’s scandal at Kyle not knowing Star Trek vs Star Wars or what a Jedi could do.

8) Also, even though Carina said she doesn’t like jealousy, well, Michael was jealous. I also love that he not only demonstrated jealousy and protectiveness, but also pointed out the fact that clearly Kyle did nothing to decode these letters and it was all Alex. (I guess to be fair, Kyle provided Magoo lmao).

9) Michael seeing these people he once knew trapped and tortured for all these years was HEARTBREAKING.

11) Kyle finding out his dad did all these evil things just like Jesse Manes. And also finding out that an alien killed his dad. And while Jim might’ve deserved it, it planted a seed of distrust in him now.

12) Alex talking to Kyle about his PTSD. Someone HUG MY BOY.

13) Michael’s MOM. Also she reminded me quite a bit of OG Maria which might not be on purpose but I thought was fun. I could not believe how painful that entire sequence was.

14) Malex. I don’t know what else to say you guys. The entire thing, with Tyler’s song playing over top and how heartbreaking the whole thing was, but also so cathartic and everything we needed. Alex repeating Michael’s own words back to him (I never look away). Alex saying Michael is his family (after all, like Maria said, home can be a person). Michael trying to throw “logic” but basically just lies back at him. Alex not accepting it, and cutting through to the heart of Michael. He wants Michael to come with him, but he won’t leave Michael. He REFUSES. And Michael’s REAL MOTHER is a witness to this. And she bonds through the glass with her son so that he can see her, and knows that she loves him, and knows that he needs to go with Alex. I’m just. A fucking MESS.

I might have more to say later but for right now pass me some more booze and tissues.

[roseskiesandbutterflies]

Masterlist

Aes = Aesthetic (not every chapter has an aesthetic)

Pol = Polaroid (not every chapter has a polaroid)

^ = Fluff

* = Angst

Harry Potter:

Killer Queen ^*

Summary: Life is easy when things go your way. I know this from experience. I also know that that can disappear in an instant and that you have to be able to rely on your friends. Luckily my name is Arabella Ruth White and I'm the fifth marauder. But I want to show you the girl behind the mask. It takes a lot of work to be this fabulous, darling. (This story is also on Wattpad of the same name. I will always update on there first.)

Fandoms: Harry Potter, Queen

Please read this first | Cast | Playlist | Prologue | Ch. 1 (Aes.) | Ch. 2 | Ch. 3 (Aes.) | Ch. 4 (Aes.) | Ch. 5 (Aes.) | Ch. 6 (Aes.) | Ch. 7 (Aes.) | Ch. 8 (Aes.) | Ch. 9 (Aes.) | Ch. 10 (Aes.) | Ch.11 | Ch. 12 |

Killer Queen Social Media AU ^*

Summary: This is just my marauders pic but in social media form. Check the original on my account under the same name (Killer Queen) to see the blurb and shit. Yes it's the same plot lmao. I made this entirely on impulse.

Fandoms: Harry Potter

Cast and Usernames | Ch. 1 | Ch. 2 | Ch. 3 | Ch. 4 |

Queen:

Driving Home For Christmas (TWO-PART THING) ^

Summary: Twas the night before Christmas, Roger's on his way home to you for Christmas and takes a detour down Memory Lane.

Fandoms: Queen, romantic!Roger x f!reader

Part 1 |

Pain Is So Close To Pleasure (Platonic!Reader x Modern!Queen) ^*

Summary: As a recently promoted Soloist for the Royal Ballet, you move closer to Covent Garden with your three-year-old daughter, Rose. But your new neighbour turns out to br the last person you'd expect to pop up on your doorstep.

Fandoms: Queen, platonic!reader x modern!queen

Playlist | Ch. 1 (Aes.) | Ch.2 (Aes.) |

Loverboy (Jimercury Oneshot) ^

Summary: Jim goes to Heaven to find the man that's been tormenting his mind for almost a week. (The description is really bad so please just read it it's better than it sounds.)

The Only Part

Peaky Blinders:

Golden Stars (ONE-SHOT) ^*

Summary: You’re the other sibling of the rather infamous Peaky Blinders in every way except for blood. Not that that ever mattered to anyone. But you’re sitting on a huge secret that you’re not exactly prepared to deal with when it comes out.

Fandoms: Peaky Binders, platonic!reader x peaky blinders

Female Reader | Male Reader

Good Omens:

Wait For You (Good Omens One-Shot)*

Summary: An angsty songfic for these ineffable bastards. I’m bad at summaries but it’s much better than it sounds.

Fandoms: Good Omens, Aziraphale x Crowley

The Only Part

My Melancholy Blues (Good Omens One-Shot)*

Summary: 1923. When Aziraphale bumps into a rather drunk Crowley for the first time after their fight at St James's Park, he's hellbent on helping the poor dear. Pun not intended. But maybe it isn't just Crowley who needs help. After all, what is it we say about coincidences?

Fandoms: Good Omens, Aziraphale x Crowley

The Only Part

Le Démon Déchu (Good Omens OC Series)*^

Summary: It's been almost a whole year since the Armageddon-that-didn't-quite-happen, and Crowley and Aziraphale were just starting to settle down after the shitshow that was August 2019. Quite frankly, they were looking forward to a much-needed break from six thousand years of more or less non-stop work. They had been thinking of going to Italy for a couple of weeks. Except all that changed when a whirlwind presence who called herself Eloise crashed into the bookshop one day and flipped everything tits up. They were about to have their eyes forced open to a world they didn't even know existed. A world of secrets, manipulation and survival. A world where safety is a complete illusion, something for fools to believe in and rely on. A world where seemingly locked doors were anything but. It was Eloise's world, and it was as close to the abstract concept of reality as you could get. And it was completely upside down.

Fandoms: Good Omens, Aziraphale x Crowley

Aes. | Ch. 1 | Ch. 2 |

[fastxandxtardy]

///Out of Speed///

Gotham season 3 episode 14: The Gentle Art of making Enemies

I’m going to say one thing before I put spoilery things under the cut

This episode is the reason everyone should watch Gotham for. This, this is just IT. This was AMAZING and makes all the shitty episodes worth it. Gotham has had really good episodes before, but this one is phenomenal and I was completely speechless. 

Now on to my massive fangirling.

JEROME FUCKING VALESKA 

I knew it was going to be a good one because Jerome was in it, but jfc it’s like Cameron’s performance gets better each and every episode we see him in! How is that possible?!

David Mazouz also gets all the awards, all of them. He was brilliant and you could really see Batman in him. It gave me the chills and the last scene with him and Alfred about the Batman philosophy brought tears to my eyes.

Nygmobblepot was fucking heartbreaking. Oswald ;  ; he really loves Ed, was willing to give up his life for him. And Ed didn’t expect that. Oswald defied all odds AND HE STILL FUCKING SHOT HIM! I need a seperate post to talk about this because jfc.

But he can’t be dead, right???? The Penguin cannot be dead. 

Fucking Valeyne interaction tho! Fuck they have so much chemistry and yes I hate myself for thinking that. Remember how I said that I would not ship them other than platonic? I need to keep repeating that as a mantra in my head. Bruce is like 15 or 16. Underage. And Jerome is 18. So, nope nope nope, can’t go there. 

I assume Jerome is still 18 because he’s been dead. Otherwise he would have been 19 probably. But his body was frozen, so technically he’s still 18. That’s my logic anyway.

Even worse is that Jerome is absolutely bonkers and cruel.

But DAAAAAAAAMN, I loved the shit out of the first line he said to Bruce.

“My my, look how big you’ve gotten!” with that crazy ass grin that’s somehow unfairly hot on his stapled on face. How does he do it? How?

OMFG Jerome! Do you know how much trouble they went through to get that thing from the Court of Owls!!! I shouted when it shattered. Hopefully they can still fix it. 

“It’s been nagging at me ever since I woke up. The idea of slitting that pretty pink throat of yours.”

FUUUUCK, Jerome, don’t say those kind of things!

And Bruce BLUFFING, seemingly judging Jerome for wanting to kill him without any flair and egging him on, playing on his ego! OMFG that was amazing! Jerome realizing Bruce was trying to manipulate him but going along with it anyway because he makes a good point. You have to love how he’s rather vain when it comes to things like that. The thing he accused Dwight of; having no charisma or stage presence. He really finds that important. He’s so theatrical heeeee.

But his whole demeanor during that. Like he was first being all crazy eyed and about ready to kill Bruce, keeping that pose like that for a bit and then him rolling his eyes and turning away going “Ooh whadda ya mean?” And Bruce just kept being stone faced the whole time. You go, Brucey! I really love how he’s grown and am so so proud of him. Last time he was cowering in Jerome’s grip. That’s only about a year ago!

I loved everything about that scene. I’ve rewatched it on YouTube so many times I know it by heart. 

That murder circus/carnival cite. How fucking terrifying was that? I’d seen glimpses of it during the white band trailer of course, but now I realized what it was all about. They were killing innocent people on every attraction. 

The whole thing with “Face it, kid. Gotham has no heroes.” and then when Jerome is about to throw the ball, Bruce pushes him. YES! That right there already showed that Bruce wants to be a hero even if he doesn’t fully realize it himself yet. But Jerome does (with his later line of “You wanna be a hero?!” in the mirror maze.

The poor guy gets killed nonetheless and that was a gruesome scene ick.

BUT THEN omg, when Jerome puts the staples in Bruce’s arm after he mocked him, you can SEE that Jerome is intrigued when Bruce only briefly blinks his eyes but doesn’t make a peep. His brow furrows the slightest bit in confusion, disbelief. He’s amazed that this kid isn’t immediately crying out in pain and realizes there’s more to him than meets the eye. After the second one, he sees it as a challenge, and he’s pleased when Bruce pleads for him to stop at the third one. But jfc, two staples were put in his arm and there was only the blinking of his eyes. I was super impressed. Also, because Batman moment! I love it whenever Bruce shows his inner Batman and we haven’t even gotten close to the best part of Bruce’s scenes yet. 

Jerome as a ringleader? Hell yeah. I loved the white straightjacket like suit on him more (it was super hot ngl) but I have to admit the ringleader suit was a lot more Jokeresque. 

Jerome slapping his own ass.... *died* He’s a showman, alright.

I was appalled by all those people cheering for Bruce’s death though. Like jfc, that’s a teenager! You’re rooting for a teenager to be killed in a terrible manner! How can you people live with yourselves?! I get that they want chaos and anarchy because Gotham as a city... I wouldn’t want to live there either. Look at kids like Selina. They’re completely left to their own devices! No one cares about them. How horrible is that?! But these cult members are horrible too for wanting Bruce to be killed just because he’s an elite. 

The little murderous shit waved goodbye at Bruce with a grin after he lit the fuse! What a troll! I can’t even. I wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry at this part because daaamn that’s so cruel but also so Joker.

I was panicking so badly when Bruce lost that first staple and the fuse was almost up. The desperate look and sheer panic on Bruce’s face (again all the kudos to David Mazouz) completely sucked me in and made the rational thought that it’s impossible Bruce Wayne dies fly completely out of the window. 

Thank you, Selina for teaching Bruce streetkid skills! I’m assuming it’s Selina that taught him how to pick locks during his stay with her on the streets. That saved his life. 

“Oh Bruuuuce! Where are ya, boy?  Come on out boy. I won’t hurt ya!” Yeah right. No one believes that coming out of your mouth, Jerome...  And then when he saw him running into the mirror maze: “Bruce, darling... “ WHAT?!  How can we not ship that? Please tell me how we’re not supposed to ship that? Because even with the shipping being platonic, some people are like omg that’s disgusting! But look at that writing! (which I love)

BATMAN! Sorry, but even without the suit and cowl, Bruce was so Batman in the mirror maze scene. First of all, he lured Jerome there and used the confusion of the multiple mirrors to his advantage. And the look on his face, it was just on point. That serious, intense Batman stare/glare, he had that down. This whole scene was my absolute favorite Bruce moment in the whole episode. Maybe even the whole show.

The whole moment where Jerome giggles at himself and goes  “I have to tell ya, *giggles some more* This is way more fun than I was expecting! We make a good team you and me.”  I was squeeing and holy shit, how much did he sound like Mark Hamill there? Amazing!

“Let’s do this mano y mano, my little conquistador.” I have no idea what that means lol. But I’m guessing it’s something like let’s fight this out as real men and I loved how he said “my” I’m terrible...

TACKLE!!! 

“What kind of hero tackles someone from behind?!” lol Batman does! And ouch then Bruce got a kick to the face, but that’s about the only hit Jerome got in because daaaamn that training really paid off!

Jerome, your fighting skills suck. I also loved how he was treating the fight in such a silly way at the start. I’m not sure WHAT exactly he’s saying when he’s ridiculously pumping his fists up, but I think it’s “Put ‘em up! Put ‘em up!”

He heavily underestimated what Bruce was capable of LMAO

My heart stopped when Bruce seemed about to kill Jerome. (You can’t really blame the guy, he thought Alfred was dead) Not only because, you know, Jerome can’t die again!!! But also because Bruce is a good person. I wouldn’t want him to kill anyone, and it’s Batman’s biggest rule. Not to kill. 

So I breathed a massive sigh of relief when he didn’t. 

Jerome’s face starting to come off was really really gross though. It’s then that you realize that part of it is nothing but dead skin now. Gross. I wonder if they’re going to do plastic surgery on him or something. Because there is no way his face can heal by having part of it stapled on like that. I know little to nothing about medical things, but that seems logical to me. 

Alfred and Bruce reuniting really made me emotional. It was such a heartfelt moment. 

Jerome just had to go and interrupt that moment. Fuck I was so scared Jim was going to shoot him!

But instead he punched his face off.

Ew. 

I love Jerome, but... a lot of blood squicks me and seeing an almost entirely bloody face (or non-face I guess) made me shudder. 

BUT HE’S ALIIIIIIIIIVE YEEEEEEESSSSSSS!!!

The point I made in the former post still stands however... how is Jerome not going to be obsessed with Bruce Wayne as a person now? He defeated him, showing how worthy an adversary he is, but also made Jerome have a lot of fun at the same time, challenged him. I’m also pretty sure that in the moment, Jerome wanted Bruce to kill him to prove his point that everyone can be pushed to kill someone. He was cheering him on to kill him. Bruce defied him at every turn. It would seem really unbelievable if Jerome were to simply forget about him after all this... Even if he at some point realizes it was stupid to want him dead in the first place (That was something Galavan wanted him to do after all and he clearly and understandably hates Galavan for betraying him. So why does he want to carry out his will?)

I wonder how the writers will deal with it. Unless by the time Jerome is free again, Batman’s out to play already, and Jerome officially becomes the Joker. Which would admittedly be awesome. David Mazouz proved that he is more than worthy of taking up the cowl one day. In my opinion, anyway. The only problem being he’s still a bit young.

Maybe next season we’ll see Jerome in Arkham having his interaction with Harleen Quinzel (since apparently we’re going to see a glimpse of her in the last episode this season) and maybe even with Mad Hatter (though I hate that creep for his incest behavior) and Ed! (if he gets caught this season) While Bruce continues developing and figures out what he wants to do with everything he’s learned. Maybe he’s still dealing with the Court of Owls too if that doesn’t get resolved this season. That gives him another year to grow and we’ve seen what one year can do already.

Maybe Jerome even leaves Gotham for a while after he’s escaped Arkham. Who knows. 

I really wouldn’t want a time jump and then a different actor playing Bruce. No way.

If they are going to go as far as having Batman on the show, that is. Originally that wasn’t the plan, I believe, but to me that seems a shame. They have an actor who undoubtedly will be able to pull Batman off, they have the perfect future Joker, the chemistry between the two is already there even before they are Batman and Joker. What more could you want? Personally Gotham interests me a ton more than the DC movies. And Jared Leto’s Joker... so far he hasn’t done it for me. Harley Quinn is awesome, but Joker... eh.

Okay back to the actual episode now. The last thing I want to talk about (I might make an other post for all the Nygmobblepot stuff. I’m not sure yet) Alfred and Bruce’s talk in the aftermath of what happened. Bruce being so damn mature and again, showing his inner Batman. With how that even though there is a fine line between justice and vengeance, like Alfred said, it doesn’t mean there isn’t one and Bruce doesn’t want to cross that line. He completely gets it. 

The moment Alfred mentioned rules, I was already smiling. It’s like I already knew what was coming. 

“Rules you cannot and will not break.”

“I will not kill.”

CHILLS! The way he said it and then repeated it, the determination and expression he put in it. Even just thinking about it is making me shiver again. Brilliant. If he wasn’t so young, I’d be in love. 

Aaaand that’s it. I’ve rambled on enough about Jerome and Brucey LOL. I’d be surprised if anyone actually read through all of it X’D. If you did, congratulations! But seriously, if you like the whole Batman franchise, you’re definitely missing out if you don’t at least watch the episodes Jerome is in. I know a lot of people are super hung up on the fact that the Joker isn’t supposed to have an origin or name and blah blah blah. But Nicholson’s Joker had a name too. Jack Napier, anyone? And no one seemed to mind that. 

And you have to see Gotham as its own thing. A different spin on the Batman mythos. The characters are portrayed wonderfully and really worth the watch. The first season is really slow, I admit that  but once the show finally got going, found its pace, it kept getting better. I understand why it was so slow. The first season was where they had to start building everything up so that after that they could focus more on the individual stories of particular characters. 

I’m personally glad I didn’t give up on it. Especially now that Jerome is back. They didn’t kill him off this time. We will be seeing him again. Even if we have to wait another year for it. Soooo...