#the IMMEDIATE lore. incredible
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of course brennan’s vip ep was an art house film about the metaphor of the self through the lens of false dream logic and time loops delivered by a wild man from the woods who is also a physicist from Newfoundland who carries around rocks in a briefcase that he has to hatch and doesn’t know the word alligator but does know the words centrifugal force and is afraid of bowls. of course.
#the IMMEDIATE lore. incredible#he and Vic were an incredible duo oh my god djdjshjskskd so fucking funny#brennan lee mulligan#vip#very important people#dropout
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Impulsively shoving a guy's hand in your mouth after having the thought "oh just like when my little sister used to prick herself on a rose thorn" and then immediately being treated like a pet who ate something they shouldn't have? Wonderful. Thank you, Thane.
(also not pictured is Thane apparently trying to scrape your tongue with his hand BEFORE pouring the holy water down your throat because NO. BAD.)
#bewitching sinners#palmier baker#thane verashkova#accidentally ingesting vampire blood because of big brother impulses is wild#also the reason hes so alarmed is bc in that world you kinda soulbond to others and thats how you soulbond as a vampire#you drink each others blood and so hes flipping out because while he hasnt had your blood yet#hey your ex is going to absolutely kill me if we bond on accident and i dont think i wanna die like that!#which is VERY cool to know thank you thane im so glad your concern is actually less of being bound#but about being murdered thats really cool#also the fact thane is found in the library studying with arshem my beloved ex and is BRIBED TO LEARN RECIPES#by arshem with vials of mixed blood hes just CASUALLY CARRYING is like hey man#thank you for being group mum i love you for it#and then later on arshem actually is like oh thane you can drink my blood later since you havent fed for a while#and thane is super chipper about it like HECK YEAH THANKS !#hey boys youre adorable thank you for existing in this incredibly fucked up world#im in a choke hold with this otome im sorry#you ever try to be nice to a guy and think surely this will help him a little bit then you get background lore#and you realize youre probably making things A LOT WORSE FOR HIM by being nice#im going through it with my emotions as i learn about palmiers actions pre game swap so like#dude please i am BEGGING YOU palmier please have ONE redeeming quality in you at some point#i want to adopt one of the love interests as my son though and im obsessed with the fact he can speak fish#my son can speak to the fish and he gives me fish as a present bc i might need it later#and i do actually in fact need said fish later for another quest#thankyou my son i love you and i appreciate you youre amazing#gonna have to draw arshem at some point and everyone will immediately go yeah that makes sense
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Yutorin: I am Commander now. this comes with responsibility and duties as well as a reputation I must maintain. Eight is a ghost of the past who must be retired. I can show no weakness, only unrelenting resolve and courage. My emotions belong to my people and the Alliance first. I-
Lana: Commander, your boyfriend is here
Yutorin: !!!!!! (excited for kisses)
#yutorin you are a liar you are doing it for love.#in other words eighthyroh occupies my brain#i'm facedown on the floor and they're still fooling around up there#i just think it's really funny to imagine yutorin being all imposing but immediately flipping a switch when hyroh enters the room#i said i would do a lore post but i forgorrr#oh well#something something Yutorin belongs to her people but Eight belongs to Hyroh#also something incredibly funny abt eight being taught to find love through battle and hitching with a battlemaster#like. it writes itself#ok goodnight
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5, 12, 24 for max <3
5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?
ough augh.. just one?? i have a whole little playlist for him at this point, and there are a few that i really like. i do believe with my whole chest that he listens to punk music, and a lot of the music i listen to for him leans into that. unfortunately i’m also a big fan of folk punk so like. the worst genre is so present in his playlist :) if i HAD to pick one it would be MMMOOOAAAAAYAYA by illuminati hotties. the amount of unhinged chaos child vibes in this song are just So Him to me (i had it bad but now i’m back in the saddle, baby, an extraterrestrial: i used to be grounded, baby, pitiful puppy pick me up at the pound now, i guess i’m too fun, i guess i’m too funny — but i literally can’t communicate over text the unhinged energy with which this is sung lmao)
12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?
SO MANY. he’s trans to me. his parents are so so loving but also the kind of neglectful parents who are just their kids ‘best friends.’ he absolutely has an addictive personality. he’s smart! just not at all scholastically motivated.
24. What other character from another fandom of yours that reminds you of them?
honestly not sure! i have some ocs that are similar to max, but can’t think of someone from another fandom i’m in (but this could absolutely be the memory and object permanence issues talking there’s simply gotta be more people like him lol)
#i'm so incredibly normal about him i could do a character study RIGHT NOW if i didn't have a damn job interview stressing me out#he's just so fun imo#and like yes!! i think he'd be fun to ship with buddy#but also can we talk about his complicated ass relationship with his brother for a second??#brennan hasn't given us nearly enough canon lore so i'm just going hog wild whatever i say about him is canon immediately no one can stop m#thank you for the second ask!!!!!!!!!!! so so generous and very much appreciated#figs sillies#max durden
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firm believer in the fact that if more people gave wrestling a chance they'd like it
#ESPECIALLY MY RPF WRITERS ON HERE#I feel like some ppl think of it as an obnoxious guy thing and just a lot of men fighting#bc I lowkey used to think that#but its SO story based#minus the ppvs#if you watch RAW and Smackdown and stuff-#yes they fight but there is so much story#and so much lore#and mentioning stuff that happened like ten years ago#the bloodline#the shield#drew and cm rn#you can watch it for two seconds and immediately find something thats lowkey pretty gay#the fanfics#its so incredible I just need more ppl to give it a chance
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(muth being music theory!)
#FUCK IT MY OWN EDITION OF THE ODDLY SPECIFIC POLLS BC THESE ARE FUN#me when i've been obsessed with space/time stuff since i was a KID its more an interest than hyperfixation rn but man.#media with any of those?? i am OBSESSED (star wars rottmnt movie etc etc) like i hyperfixated on dr who for a year in middle school#the skateboard one is so funny. in high school my guard instructor saw me with a friend's pennyboard & immediately said no.#me when i was notoriously clumsy in middle + high school so everyone i knew was like. “this is a bad idea” when i did anything#my first semester of college i bought a longboard off someone then 5months later i turned around & ate SHIT it was so funny in retrospect#anyway fun sage lore i have only ever heavily injured the left side of my body. my knee + elbow and the SAME FUCKING TOOTH. TWICE.#also i have a high pain tolerance. like idk how or when but in middle school it just got Really Strong. me when i injure myself and just#live with it for a year before it becomes a concern and i get told to get an xray (i will live with a fractured knee the rest of my life)#also when i fell off my skateboard and ate shit my first concern was “ah fuck my glasses did i break my nose” and#“nah my elbow isnt broken! my arm is just rly sore from how i landed on it” (readers. it was in fact fractured.)#like i literally went “no im fine we dont need to tell my mom or go to the er” and my friends said “call your mom and go to the er”#me spitting out my tooth and blood bc i also busted my lip: that hurt. time to hobble back to my dorm.#anyway hiding this one in the tags bc i will never not just ignore my issues LMAO did it with my ptsd dx and i will continue to do it#another incredibly hyperspecific thing: oh this doesnt seem normal! im gonna ignore it and hope it goes away#these symptoms match up to something? nah i'm sure it's not that! (proceeds to get dx'd with ptsd five months later)
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1: /puts on Lewis Capaldi's 'Someone You Loved' on repeat for no other reason than still being madly in love with it months down the line.
2: /wallows over seeing something Kafka-related on Twitter that I so badly want to share because it was so cute and I loved it so very much but I don't know if people here would appreciate the dynamic as much as I do.
3. Hi guys, I swear I'm here, I swear I'm here. This meta about fear is driving me insane.
#[ ooc. ] don't try to make it logical or edit your soul according to the fashion. rather; follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.#[ why are dynamics if they even breathe in the dynamic of potentially romantic with kafka immediately condemned. ]#[ for either being problematic or-- or. or. or. i don't even remember what else. ]#[ i had to deal with one that dealt with people making an assumption on something (which ultimately was used as a 'lie' in her SQ). ]#[ and now i have to deal with people not knowing details about another dynamic and so claiming for it to be problematic. ]#[ can we please read the lore and listen to characters and read between the lines. ]#[ and i just-- i know fandom can and will always be like this; but as a writer that looks for nuance and complexity-- ]#[ this is so inherently frustrating because i so crave to /write/ these nuances and complexities. ]#[ and so then it becomes this concept of... i have to kind of waddle through the pond of 'do people or don't people' to see if... ]#[ i can even bring it up to them. ]#[ and it's just so frustrating. i just want to write good dynamics. ship or otherwise. ]#[ also to be entirely honest-- writing incredibly human aspects with kafka /is exactly/ what is incredibly interesting to write. ]#[ i'm so frustrated over fandom takes sometimes. i'm so frustrated. ]
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Why do they say dragon is luffy's father but doesn't look much like him... I mean it is true but why point it out... in that way he doesn't look like garp either
#i thot we were gonna get baby luffy but no.... old man luffy.....#also the opening is so intense 'dreams save all of us' and the arc starts with luffys dream i might throw up#zoro and brook staying behind to protect them from the government.... yeah.... VEGAPUNK AND DRAGON??? ACTUALLY FLABBERGASTED#maybe vegapunk is part of the rev army but then he modified kuma on the behalf of the gov??? thats so cruel.....#talking tag#watching one piece#episode 1094#the fucking opening..... dream save all of us like okay damn it goes hard#incredible how they just take the hit from the laser.... minor injuries that's all... seraphim jinbe has mr pink's power???#how come sanji hasnt immediately jumped on the seraphim like god. and nami not being able to hurt children yeaaahhhh ROBIN GO OFF!!!#zoro conveniently being the only one who doesnt see the seraphim..... come on....#york what an icon i wish thay were my job too. eat shit sleep amazing#900 YEARS AGO???? EMPTY CENTURY TIME!!!!!!!! LETSGOOOOO D LORE D LORE D LORE#episode 1095#and that is IT for today. yesterday i watched like 5 today we are measured.#<- this is when you find out i stack episodes on my posts even if i dont watch them one after the other...#i am sensitive rn and the preview has ohara and robin crying i am not making it out of this one folks#YEAH YEHA THE KINGDOM (OF THE D I AM SURE) VS THE WORLD GOV usopp hitting his head against the floor akdjka#clover and noland have to be related the flora on head has to be genetic or smth#also now they showed lulusiq being obliterated we can assume imu was responsible for destroying this advanced kingdom right#THE BOOKS FROM OHARA MADE IT????!!!!! DRAGON IN OHARA??? THEY HAVE THEM??? BUT THEIR BASE BURNED????#luffy calling the robot robo ace. should i end it all rn be honest. and the robot turned on. nvm someone was in there#vegapunk meeting with luffy knowing dragon oof also ohara was in the west blue???? wow#episode 1096#that giant was the one in dressrosa??? hierjudin??? omg dragon without his tattoo... 33?? damn he is 55 now...#OMG JAGUAR D SAUL GIANT FROM ELBAF????? VEGAPUNK DIDNT JOIN THE REVILUTIONARIES??? SELL OUT!!!#dragon pacifist???? god this lore. sanji didnt know about ivasan??? the books are in elbaf... with saul.... omg.....robin ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️#jinbes face reacting to vegapunks fruit ajdjsjs did vegapunk cut off his head? is he stupid?? -luffy#vegapunk wants to make wikipedia.... omg lucci already too... the robot attacked marie geoise ✍️✍️✍️#episode 1097
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screaming myself hoarse til I pass out we were together during a very tumultuous time in our lives I will always have your back and be curious about you about your career your whereabouts!!!
#not about j we're good - about the friend who i haven't shut up about in the 14 years i've been on the hellsite#the fun part is that i know his forever career and his forever whereabouts and it will break my heart into shards for the rest of my life!#and goddamnit we weren't romantically together but instead together as part of a weirdly codependent friend group of four and we were#near identically weird and fucked up emotionally and in our humor and how we spoke and how we meshed and i will NEVER fucking get over it!!#i'm still agog that i sent you a last chance hail mary sort of letter like the lyrics in this song about how i think about you often and#have always believed in you and been rooting for you like all the rest of us who knew you before things got really bad because you were and#are such a fucking incredible person and musician and friend and so smart and creative and LOVABLE! i said that in the letter without#realizing alanis said that in one of THE best lost love songs of all goddamn time!#i wish i could tell you one more time - right now today immediately or better yet five years ago - how i have always loved and admired you#and everything about you. even now. all the way out here in iowa i am still loving you with everything i have in me every single day#knowing i will never speak to or see you again [i think about you all the time but i don't need the same] and i finally started to admit#that to myself and my friends and my therapist in 2021 and i'm more at peace with it than i ever was or thought i could be in 2019 and 2020#but i know it's gonna take my whole lifetime to get a grip on it and accept it. and it'll stop hurting one of these days. i know it will#i don't think i've ever loved a friend as much as I loved you. i think you were the best friend i've ever had#and that's one of the nastiest parts of it - we were good friends and you did seem to like me plenty#but i think i was the w-h-auden_morelovingone.txt by a mile. i was a weird obsessed stage 10 clinger.#and that's surely a large part of the dwelling and the fixation. if things had been more equal then maybe it'd be very different now.#guess i'll die because i sure ain't finding out!!#HELLO LOVES HAVE SOME RICH NUTRITIOUS ANNIE LORE ON THIS FINE FREEZING COLD SUNDAY AFTERNOON!#ann with an ie#<- this was a nightmare to type out and feel but i wanna keep it around for whenever i get the balls to talk about it in therapy again
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went and saw Barbie (2023) and it was AMAZING, unfortunately almost my entire irl friend group is guys so I saw it with only men so none of them understood why I was crying or why I liked it so much. if ur afab/identify as a woman go with other women because after the movie my guys were only talking abt how oppenheimer was so good
#before anyone says. there WERE gay guys with us. that did not change much#but go see barbie immediately it was incredible and I want to see it again#not the kind of movie I want to get a sequel but like in a good way u feel me. like it did what it needed to do.#I struggle w gender and femininity a lot so it was rlly comforting to watch in a few ways#which is a little weird considering I basically never played with barbies. I had one but she was rlly fucked up looking#she was meant to be a prop of sorts for my lps. not to be played with normally#anyways that’s enough of me sharing a weird amount of melon lore to the internet#barbie#barbie (2023)#speaky#not art
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this breaks my heart but I love it-
I really wanna know more about niffty- she has .2 seconds of screen time but I don’t care she is precious and I love her-
#catch me assigning intricate backstories to characters when their lore isn’t released yet#so I become incredibly attached before they develop#definitely does not cause me constant pain if the character dies immediately or turns out to be awful#at least she’s already dead#so the first risk isn’t really a factor#it better not be#no one mention the excorcists#I want to live in blissful ignorance#Hazbin hotel#niffty#Hazbin hotel niffty#comic#angst#insecurity#hazbin angel dust#hazbin charlie#hazbin alastor#hazbin husk#self image#hazbin art#fanart#low self image#hazbin niffty#feeling insecure
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Okay.. but like, loser ellie but she’s also a stoner and explains the entire lore of spider man to you while you’re trying to have seggs and she’s like stoned out of her mind and yapping about literally spider man 😭
before you read!!
☆: THIS IS SO FUCKING FUNNY IM CRYING LMFAO had me dying for like 10 mins straight. this is longer than intended bc im a yapper as we know, and i kinda don't know much of the spiderman lore (and you can def tell oops)…BUT I LOVE THE WAY YOUR MIND WORKS NONNIE.
◇: sfw but suggestive themes. warning: FAR from my best work, just wanted to keep momentum going ig. basically just fluff, lots of buildup as usual SORRY i have to establish a plot before we get to the good stuff…they're of age obviously, their relationship is left vague/up for interpretation so fill in the blanks w/ your own thoughts! “babe” pet name usage, consumption of weed, duh. ok i suppose that's all. OH AND SBWM REFERENCE HAHAHA (shameless self plug :3) + 1.0k wc.
One nice, regular night, chilling at Ellie’s humble abode, getting high, the usual Friday evening activities. You both were laying down in her bed, wrapped up in her dinosaur bedsheets of course, you were resting your head on her chest, occasionally coughing and swatting away the residual smoke that lingered in the air.
The weed had made your head fuzzy and your mouth drier than the Sahara desert, but despite all the not-so-great things, you loved to get high with Ellie.
Sometimes you'd fuck, sometimes you'd talk about life and reminisce about the good, the bad, and the ugly, and sometimes you'd just lay there to enjoy each other's company.
She was so warm and comfortable, you simply wished to merge bodies and become one with her, to make a home inside her ribcage even. You'd be perfectly fine just napping there on her cushiony chest, listening to her steady heartbeat and slow intakes of breath, if it wasn't for the familiar ache of need between your legs.
Shifting to look up at her, she was so incredibly zooted out of her mind, you found it hilarious. Chunky glasses covered in fingerprint smudges and sitting crooked atop her nose, eyes blood-red and so heavy lidded, you'd have thought she was asleep had you not taken a closer look.
You lifted yourself up and pressed your lips to the side of her pink cheek, repeatedly kissing her soft, smooth skin. She let out a husky giggle, her voice all hoarse and crackly from the substance. “Hiiii.”
She dragged out the vowel, grinning widely at you. Her smile was infectious, and you laughed at her state. Burying your face again in the crook of her neck, you mumbled, “Hi Ellie…you're so cute.”
Tangled up together, you kissed her some more on her neck, wanting to be as close as possible to her. She sighed, and angled her head to give you better access to more surface area. “That feels nice.” She'd slur, and you were pretty turned on at this point, to say the least.
It was worth asking. “Ellie…do you wanna fuckkk?” You whisper against her ear, and watch in delight as the bright-red blush spreads across her entire face like a wildfire, even reaching her collar, and spreading underneathyour shirt. “Um, yeah, duh. C’mere.”
You pressed a sloppy kiss to her lips, tangling your hands in her auburn locks and parting your puffy lips to invite her tongue in, not noticing the spit dribble down your chin where your faces met. Her breathing quickened immediately, and she whined into your mouth, the kisses getting even messier to the point where your teeth were clinking together, so you backed away for a breather.
The two of you shifted positions so she was now on top of you, resting her hand on your hip, thumb rubbing small circles. She moved in to initiate more lip-locking, but pulled away abruptly.
“Babe I forgot to tell you, so y’know Peter Parker, right?” And there she goes.
“Yeah, yeah I know him, can you just-” You try to rush past the beginnings of her rambling, because you knew once she got started, there was no end in sight. At least for a while.
You tried pulling her in to meet your lips again by the back of her head, but were met with lots of resistance. She seemed to look more alert now, a miracle. The power of superheroes!
She shuffled off of you and sat upright, assuming a cross-legged position, clearly not noticing your exasperated huffs and purposely obnoxious eye rolling, and the fact that there was a whole-ass human, half undressed, horny girl on her bed right there in front of her, who was slowly losing patience.
Ellie just went to her own world. Her eyes sparkled with passionate wonder as she thought about the series so dear to her heart. “Okay I rewatched all the movies a few days ago and I noticed something new…”
You were ready to give up what you originally had in mind, she was too far gone. She talked and talked endlessly, and you had to feign interest, nodding along and murmuring, “Mhm, yeah Els. Wow that's cool. Huh, never knew.” As enthusiastically as you could, so she didn't feel like she wasn't being listened to.
It was worth noting too though, when she started info-dumping about her interests she really was adorable, an excitement in her grassy eyes you never see otherwise, gesturing wildly with her hands and mapping out ideas to make it easy for someone who's never seen any of it to digest all this new information.
“...And then, in the movies Into the Spiderverse and Across the Spiderverse, there's this character called Gwen Stacy.”
She stops to cough and clear her throat, now seemingly appearing to completely forget that you were even there.
“And- oh yeah! She's also in the comics and ugh she's awesome, I really love her suit. It's got a hood on it…if I were to have a spider suit, it would be her style. Hm, it would also be mostly like, green…with red accents, ah I'm gonna show you all the sketches I made of it. But anyway…”
To be completely honest, you've been out of the mood for enough time now, and you've come to the realization that it actually didn't bother you.
This was Ellie, and you loved her for her! There was always next time you two met for a smoke session, you just loved spending time with someone so treasured such as her, and you'd be lying to say the Spiderman world wasn't a little interesting.
"That's so cool, wait. Okay can you explain the timeline of it all, oh and also how do all these different movies interact, is it the same universe, or something like the multiverse I think you mentioned?”
#requests! ♡#pluto + their pen ☆#ellie williams#ellie williams x reader#ellie x reader#ellie tlou#the last of us 2#lesbian#ellie the last of us 2#tlou#ellie williams fluff#ellie williams tlou#ellie williams x you#ellie williams x y/n#ellie williams the last of us#ellie fluff#tlou fluff#ellie williams imagine#ellie williams drabble#ellie williams oneshot#ellie williams x fem reader#ellie williams x female reader#tlou ellie#ellie the last of us#the last of us#wlw#the last of us fluff#the last of us part 2#the last of us part two#loser!ellie
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Awh I was a bit scared there wouldn't be much response immediately due to my inactivity lately but I'm so glad you guys seem excited about it😭 Me and Sel put all of our love and care into this. I'll give a bit more info here, if you guys have any lore related questions you can also ask Sel when she makes her acc (I'll tag her when she does)
Yes the game will be on itch io
Yes it'll be r18
The game only has a female mc, she has a set appearance but you can change her name
TW for gore, body horror, rape, assault, cannibalism
Sel is an incredibly talented writer and I've been putting my everything into the art, I really hope you guys like it🙏
#notice#yandere vn#male yandere vn#indie yandere vn#indie visual novel#indie vn#visual novel#vn#yandere#male yandere
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things that are bothering me the most:
antaam stuff makes no sense, full stop. it's also explained poorly/insufficiently.
most of what we see of rivain is completely uninhabited. i also don't care about more warden shit there, i was looking forward to more lore on rivaini people and culture, especially the seers obviously, we've been dying to know more about them for three games.
every elf we've met is ok with the huge revelations that their gods aren't what they seemed and this process happened offscreen. i would think there would be many different reactions to the spread of info about the evanuris, and i would think it would be extremely important to make it clear that info had spread pre-game.
the venatori are the same nonsensical vague useless boring cult with the most nothing goals. as incredibly lame as they are, it's even stretching my suspension of disbelief that they'd serve elven gods for vague promises of 'power' given tevinter's extreme history with the elves. i would think this would come up at least one single time.
the past two points are part of an overarching issue. the contentious and complex political landscape of thedas that makes the setting interesting feels flat. i'm supposed to believe NO ONE in super-elf-racist tevinter would blame the elves for their gods terrorizing thedas? even inquisition acknowledged this, w solas/inky showing concern that revealing the orb was elven would lead to elf racism.
i'm supposed to believe NO elves who've been oppressed by humans for centuries would think 'fuck them' and join up? what happened to the elves who joined solas at the end of trespasser when they heard he was trying to bring back their empire? at least inquisition had wacky cults for every side.
walking down the street in minrathous as an elf or qunari with no difference is simply absurd, i would literally rather never visit tevinter if they were going to implement it so toothlessly. where is the immediate opinion hit for being a mage/elf the inky takes in orlais???
yes the tone is off and a little shallow. yes the companions communicate too healthily for my tastes. yes i was dreading 'evanuris are behind everything' lore reveals and that's what we got. but i honestly think i could overlook those things if the above problems were solved and it felt like the same immersive, problematic thedas.
i'm so completely infuriated by the worldstate choices i'm going to make a separate post about it. but yeah i was concerned but made no noise, i was willing to wait it out and see how the three choices played out in game. and it's absolutely ridiculous that so far two out of fucking three have basically no impact, and the last one idgaf about unless inky romanced solas. i'm so so so so mad and disappointed about this, especially after staying open-minded when it was initially revealed.
everyone loves companion quests, so i don't know why the game feels like it needs to sell you on their significance. why did we get two different scenes of varric spelling it out to rook: do the companion side quests, or else they won't be able to focus! it's such a weird and superfluous tie-in. i don't get why they went so out of their way to clarify this when it didn't need to be clarified, companion side quests are expected in rpgs and their relevance to the plot is very easily accepted/overlooked.
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No, because I’d only count Lucifer as “old man”. If my knowledge of the timeline is correct, Diavolo might be the third youngest of the entire cast. The only two younger than him being Satan (obviously, as he was born during/after the war) and Luke (whether Luke was born pre-war or post-war is a little wishy-washy thanks to continuity errors in canon, but I think it's still safe to assume the literal child is younger than Diavolo).
As for the others... well, fucking Solomon may very well be older than Diavolo.
Solomon mentions finding out about Barbatos's subservience to Diavolo, right?
Which means, he was not only alive but at a point in his life where he'd had enough power to summon Barbatos- and had done so long enough ago that by now he knew him well. He was most likely an adult, and knowing him and his ridiculous lifespan could've very well been into his hundreds.
Here's the thing, though... Diavolo implies he was in his youth when the whole Barbatos pact thing happened.
Of course, there's still some ambiguity here, as he doesn't outright confirm he was still a child during that specific incident and we don't know how fast Solomon's weirdly extended human lifespan progressed vs Diavolo's, but the fact that it's very much possible Solomon was an adult when Diavolo was still a child/teen and that we genuinely have to wonder which one of the two was born first is absolutely wild.
What's even more wild is the implications of Solomon actually being chronologically older than Diavolo. This is what would make Diavolo the third youngest of the entire cast.
You see, in one of the pre-war Celestial Realm flashback arcs in OG S3, Lucifer makes a mention of Solomon.
...now putting aside what I'd normally say about Michael and Solomon having some interesting shit going on, just the fact that this was mentioned at all means Solomon was alive (and had been alive long enough to attract Michael's interest) back when Lucifer was still an angel. And past versions of Lucifer's brothers appeared earlier in this arc as well, so all of the brothers (minus Satan, obviously) were already around by the time Solomon was around. So, all of them are older than Diavolo.
Raphael and Simeon are mentioned offhandedly in this scene, which means they are also older than Diavolo.
Thirteen also mentions in NB S1 that she met Solomon when they were both children, so she is older than Diavolo.
The only one who might actually be younger than him in this case is Mephistopheles, which is a 50/50 chance because it's mentioned they're childhood friends so they're probably only off by a little bit.
We also have to remember that there is an entire dynasty in the Devildom, with Diavolo as its newest installment. Meanwhile, there is no mention of any such dynasty in the Celestial Realm; as far as we know, it's been this set of seraphs running things since the very beginning. Which would mean Lucifer has likely been alive for several generations of Diavolo's family line.
A lot of this is murky, I know I'm dealing in very vague statements here, but it's still highly plausible Diavolo is younger than most of the cast. As much as a being like him seems old to us humans, in the grand scheme of things he’s incredibly young and Lucifer is probably several times his age.
Apologies for this post not having as many receipts as my usual posts, this one kind of pulled from all over the place instead of my usual "territory" in OG S3 so I really had to dig into the recesses of my OM knowledge, but I promise I'm not BSing lol.
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#me seeing a random OM shitpost and immediately going “I am going to be incredibly autistic about this”#at 1am no less#obey me lore#om nb#obey me nightbringer#omswd#obey me shall we date#obey me diavolo#obey me speculation#obey me theories#obey me headcanons#I still voted yes because its funny
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Earth 703
Miguel O'Hara x f!Reader
Summary: You should’ve known better. You thought you did. Hadn’t you learned from the first time it happened to Miguel? (Sex pollen. Except it's you this time.)
Word Count: 2.9k+
Warnings: language, smut, p in v, oral (male receiving), cum eating, some soft Miguel, maybe ooc. Not beta-read. Forgive the mistakes.
Part 2 of the sex pollen ask, by popular demand. Can be read as a stand alone but the lore stems from that ask. Hope ya'll like it.
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Drowning. It felt like drowning.
The air suddenly felt thick as you fought to remain calm. The sensation of pins and needles ravaged the surface of your skin under your digital suit (designed by Miguel himself, as promised), running down your arms and abdomen until a burning heat settled between your legs.
Sweat began to bead along your brow, and you bit your lip to control your accelerating heartbeat.
Shit. You fucked up. Badly.
You should’ve known better. You thought you did. Hadn’t you learned from the first time it happened to Miguel?
You’d recognized the daisies immediately—remembered the giant stems and the bright white petals, how it made Miguel greedy and depraved.
The New York jungle of Earth 703 was just as dense as the last time you’d visited. It was a second mission in search of the anomaly, and you’d decided to complete it independently. That’d been a mistake. And not telling Miguel about it was an even bigger mistake, but unfortunately, you hadn’t put much thought into that last part. You wanted this mission done and over with.
But mostly, you wanted to prove you could do it yourself.
Miguel would be furious if he knew the predicament you were in. But there was no need for him to find out, right?
The Prowler had a strength that you’d underestimated, easily tossing you into the mass of pollinated daisies before darting off, glitching with an array of colors as he ran away.
You’d been knocked out, waking up covered in pollinated dust like a pastry dusted in powdered sugar. You’d sneezed a couple of times before stumbling out of the daisy patch disoriented before finding the nearest tree and leaning against it, dusting yourself off.
And that is where you found yourself now, sprawled out with your back against the tree and your legs spread wide, your cunt burning with a need to be filled.
Okokokokok. This was fine. You could manage. If you just sat there patiently, the effects would wear off and you could go back to HQ without anyone noticing you were gone. However, that was easier said than done.
You fought the desire to touch yourself.
You knew that if you did you’d be in trouble, and no one would be able to help. But you were weak of mind, slowly trailing your hand down your abdomen to lightly press your fingers over your throbbing cunt. You groaned, thumping your head back harshly against the tree.
It felt good but it did nothing to ease the growing sensation. You tapped your cunt again, the arousal running through you immediately. You were panting now, letting your mask fall so that you could breathe better.
The burning increased and you squeezed your eyes shut in an attempt to alleviate the discomfort. You pushed your sweat-slicked hair away from your face with both hands, pausing for a moment to help yourself get a grip.
You felt so incredibly empty. You couldn’t tell for sure but you just knew your core was dripping wet, waiting to be filled by someone’s cock.
You didn’t want to think about that someone just yet, knowing that if you conjured up his image (and his cock) in your mind's eye, you’d be a salivating, mewling mess.
Again, you tried to alleviate the discomfort, this time pressing the heel of your palm over your core. You mewled in response, resisting the urge to cry out in pain and frustration.
It was beginning to hurt, the burning flaring into an intense heat, and you swore you could feel it running down your legs, making your toes curl uncomfortably. Your vision blurred as your eyes tried to make sense of your surroundings.
Suddenly your watch went off, and when you struggled to raise your arm to answer the call, an image of Miguel appeared.
“Where are you?” He demanded, “Why’d you turn off your location? I’ve been looking everywhere for you at HQ.” You wanted to respond, you really did, but when you tried to speak the only sound that slipped out was a pained gasp, followed by a sob as you pressed your free hand over your suit-covered pussy.
“Are you—are you crying?”
Were you? You hadn't realized, couldn’t feel the fat tears rolling down your numb cheeks and past your chin. You could hear the subtle panic in his voice, his image seemingly appearing closer as he pulled his watch toward his face to inspect you.
You did nothing but whimper in response, choking on humid air.
“Baby, listen to me,” Miguel reasoned, his tone measured and confident but not free of worry, “Are you safe?”
“T-think s-so,” you managed to squeak out, another ripple of pain running through you. You groaned, your head dropping forward as your muscles tensed.
“Can you tell me where are you?”
“E-earth s-seven—” Miguel cut you off with a great sigh, his pixelated form running a hand down his face.
“Stay right there. I’m coming to get you.”
You didn’t need to finish. He knew exactly where to find you.
…
At least the new suit came in handy.
When you couldn’t wait for Miguel any longer you deactivated your suit, leaving yourself stark naked in the middle of the jungle.
Normally, you’d be completely mortified, but the throbbing in your cunt overpowered the embarrassment. You simply didn’t care, not when you were desperate for physical touch, desperate to be filled to the brim.
You’re assumption had been correct—you were absolutely soaked. You sighed as you allowed your fingers to swirl through your folds, your creamy juices clinging to your skin as you pulled out to inspect them.
“F-fuck,” you moaned, finally plunging your fingers into your needy little hole, pumping in and out at a steady pace. Your bare chest was covered in a thin sheen of sweat as you let your other hand skim up and tweak at one of your sensitive nipples.
You bit your lip, breathing in harshly through your nose. It was good but it wasn’t enough—it wasn’t what your pussy craved.
You continued to thrust your fingers inside, holding on to whatever semblance of relief you could get.
A portal appeared in the middle of you working yourself open, Miguel stepping through. Your eyes reflected the bright yellow glow of the portal until it disappeared behind him.
Miguel sighed, running a hand through his dark hair as he did so often when facing a predicament.
“Baby…” he began, squatting in front of you, his red eyes observing your nakedness, your tear-stained cheeks and red lips, swollen from worrying them. You hadn’t stopped for even a moment, mewling as your fingers worked your messy pussy. You were so incredibly wet, the squelching loud enough for you both to hear.
He wrapped a large hand around your wrist in an attempt to stop you, but you hissed, pushing him away with a weak kick before continuing to stuff yourself.
“Stop,” he said, grabbing your feverish face in his hands, “activate your suit. I’m taking you home.”
“Don’t wanna move,” you cried, more tears rolling down your cheeks, “it hurts.”
“I know, baby, I know, let me take you home.” He was barely successful in removing your hand from your sopping cunt, your fingers pruned with how wet you were. He fought to ignore the strong scent of your arousal and the way your slit glistened.
Miguel held your body close, feeling how your limbs trembled. He stroked your hair to soothe you, running a hand up and down your back in comfort. His cock began to swell when you rutted against him, pushing him down so that he was flat against the ground.
“Coño, wait—”
You ignored his protests, grinding your cunt against him in deliciously slow circles, mewling all the while. Your mind felt hazy, the arousal so powerful that you couldn’t think properly, too overwhelmed by the immense pleasure of your cunt rubbing over Miguel's bulge.
“Miguel,” you whined, your hands firmly planted on his chest as you moved skillfully over him, “I need you, please, just—just put it in real quick, I’ll be good, I swear, I just need your fat—”
“Shh,” Miguel, placed his finger over your mouth to silence you, his chest heaving as he watched you move above him, “I’ll give you what you want, yes? Then I’m taking you home.”
“Yesyesyesyes, whatever you want, please—” In a matter of seconds you were able to feel Miguel’s bare skin under your fingertips, his large cock springing to life, bobbing angrily against his stomach. Your eyes sparkled at the sight.
You shuffled down clumsily, gripping his cock and quickly spitting on it to lubricate it. It was hot and heavy in your hands, and your mouth watered, desperate for a taste. You wasted no time in devouring him, lapping at the sides and swirling around the fat head, his precome already coating your tongue.
“Damn,” he groaned, his head propped up so he could get a proper view of you. He licked his lips, watching you suck his cock as if you’d never have the chance to taste him again.
His fingers weaved into your hair, careful not to tug on the strands too hard. You set a vicious pace, moaning around his shaft as spit dribbled past the corners of your lips and down your chin. His cock twitched in your hands when you began to jerk him, a sure sign that he was close, “You’re gonna make me come.”
You hummed in response, taking as much of him as you could in your mouth and gagging when he hit the back of your throat.
“S-shit—” Miguel slammed your head down into his pelvis, his hips lifting slightly away from the ground as he came down your throat, his large load making you sputter over his cock. “Fuck.”
He was a panting mess, his eyes lidded as he watched you lap up the come that slipped past your mouth and onto his dick, making sure to clean him thoroughly.
Before he could get a word out you straddled his lap, taking his hardening cock in hand and lining it up with your needy hole.
You looked up at him for a second, searching his eyes for protest.
“Take what you need from me, hermosa.” He panted, his hands running up your thighs until they settled on your hips. “Ride me.”
You didn’t need to be told twice.
You cried out when you slammed down on his cock, the stretch of him intense but nothing you weren’t used to. Your greedy hole swallowed him, coating his shaft with your creamy juices as you began to ride him.
You came within minutes, your body quivering and your cunt squeezing him tightly, gushing all over him. He was moaning beneath you, helping you ride out your orgasm before he choked, filling your womb with thick ropes of white.
Miguel lifted you up by the waist, your pussy fighting to hold onto him as his cock flopped out, his spend and yours dripping down your thighs and over his hips and abdomen.
“M-Miguel,” you whined, your fingers searching between your legs to scoop up some of the mess, quickly shoving your digits in your mouth for a taste. You moaned around your fingers, your eyes fluttering at the taste of him mixed with your tanginess, creating a devilish mixture that had you craving more.
“Shit, baby,” Miguel groaned, his eyes trained on your mouth as you sucked on your fingers, searching for every last taste of him, “you okay?”
“I-I need more, I need you,” your core began to burn again after being left empty for only a few moments, “i-it still hurts.” You rubbed your soaked core over his cock, making it hard again. “Let me ride you again.”
Miguel’s brow twitched, and with a grunt he sat up, holding you flush against his skin. He placed a kiss over your sweaty brow, pressing his nose in your hair to inhale the earthy scent.
“Let me take you home, preciosa. Please.”
“I need you now.” Tears began to blur your vision once again as you looked up at him. His expression was one of concern as he held you close, his lips set in a tight line. You were never this whiny with him, ever. “It hurts.”
“I know it does, baby, I know. I’ll make it better, I promise, just let me take you home.”
You allowed him to fiddle with your watch, pressing a few buttons to activate your suit before he activated his own. You were clawing at his shoulders as he lifted you in his arms, your nails hardly breaking the barrier of his suit but still sharp enough to cause discomfort.
He ignored it, summoning a portal as you shook in his arms, and took you home.
…
He came down your throat for a second time.
You’d been so eager to take his cock in your mouth again as soon as he brought you to his apartment, sucking him off until he felt he had nothing more left to give you.
And for the second time, you rode him, bouncing over him with a vigor he didn’t know you had, making him come deep within your walls. Your pussy was a drooling, sticky mess, unsatiated with the number of times Miguel filled you.
You shuddered as another orgasm ripped through you. Your thighs ached and trembled as you pulled away, covering his skin in his spend.
It still wasn’t enough.
Miguel lay motionless on his bed, his hair a matted, sweaty mess, his body spent from the number of orgasms you took from him. His hands fell from your waist when you shifted away, his tired gaze regarding the wild look in your eyes.
“Amor, please,” he hissed, his eyes screwing shut as you took his cock in your small hand, slapping it over your mound to awaken him for another round, “s’too much. You gotta let me—fuck.” You spit on his shaft, pumping him a few times and bringing him back to life.
“I need you, Miguel, need your cock,” you whispered, feeling him twitch delightfully in your hand before lining him up over your ravenous cunt, and sinking down.
Miguel choked, his claws sinking into his sheets and causing tears in the delicate fabric. He brought his legs up, bending them at the knees, hoping to slow down your movements but you couldn’t be contained, riding him for all he was worth.
You caught a glimpse of his fangs protruding past his lower lip, and that was enough to send you spiraling into another orgasm, clamping down on him and causing him to cry out as he filled you (again) to the brim.
When you replicated the same steps from before—pulling out and allowing him a second before attempting to stuff him back in you— Miguel stopped you, a crazed look in his eyes.
“No more,” he begged. You’d never heard him beg before. It sounded so pretty with the tiniest hint of vulnerability that had your cunt aching for more.
“I-It’s okay,” you panted, leaning down to kiss him, “one more, okay? One more.”
You carefully sat on his large cock again, sinking down carefully.
And whenever he hissed and groaned, you ignored it.
…
When you woke up you were in the bath.
The warm water smelled of lavender and jasmine, caressing your skin pleasantly.
Miguel loomed above you, hair wet and a white t-shirt clinging to his moist skin. He lathered a bath sponge in soap before lifting your arm, gently scrubbing your skin.
You blinked the sleep from your tired eyes, gazing up at him. He looked beautiful. His lips were pursed in concentration as he focused on each individual finger, making sure to scrub the grime from under your fingernails.
“Miguel?” You called to him quietly, your fingers twitching in his hand. His red eyes shifted to your face, the concerned look from earlier still plastered over his features. “Are you mad at me?”
Miguel grunted, dropping your hand to dip the sponge in the water before taking up your other hand.
“My girlfriend’s an idiot,” he muttered, scrubbing away at your fingers. You frowned, sinking deeper into the water until your mouth was barely above the surface. Your body ached but your pussy ached more. “You could’ve gotten hurt.”
“I’m sorry,” you whispered sadly, “I thought I could handle it on my own.” Miguel heaved a sigh, urging you to sit up so that he could scrub your back.
“I know, baby,” he answered softly, “but I don’t want you doing that again, ¿me escuchas? You need to communicate with me.”
“I’m sorry,” you said again, your head hanging low in defeat. You didn’t know how much you’d slept, but you were still exhausted, your eyes heavy with the threat of sleep.
Miguel grunted in response, before placing a kiss to your brow—his silent way of forgiving you.
“I told you to stay away from the daisies the last time we were there.”
“It was an accident.”
Another grunt from Miguel.
“How are you feeling?” You asked, brushing a wet finger over the bulge on his briefs. He hissed, slapping your hand away.
“Off limits.” He snapped.
“Are you serious?”
“Yes. I can’t count how many times you made me cum.”
“Isn’t that a good thing?”
“Cállate.”
You giggled, carefully reaching up to place a kiss over his pouting lips.
“Love you too, Miguel.”
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