I have identified the song that perfectly matches the energy of the Venom movie and it is the vocals of “Head Like a Hole” backed by the Lisa-Frank-in-sound-form bubbly pop instrumentation of “Call Me Maybe.”
TRYING TO BE DARK AND EDGY AND ANGRY but the essential! rom com! nature! just keeps breaking through!!
– Companion piece to my other painting The Grand Marshal sends his regardsHere’s the Supreme Consort/Grand Marshal getting his hands dirty for his husband. (I painted everything but the background, that’s a photo bc I have to go to bed early).
Listen, yes of course Eddie Brock is an exceptional example of an alien fucker but I need everyone to understand that the symbiote is canonically from a planet where not only does everything reproduce asexually but the even idea of wanting any kind of relationship with a host was considered so insane and devious that the Venom symbiote was sentenced to death for it. And consider how weird a human must be to them. Humans are as much aliens to symbiotes as symbiotes are to humans.
What I’m saying is in terms of being an alien fucker, NOBODY beats the Venom Symbiote.
Chapters: 11/11 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, minor background relationships – Relationship Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Vernon Boyd, Erica Reyes, Scott McCall, The McCall Pack Additional Tags: Shared fantasies, slight dubcon themes, Anonymous Sex, with feelings!, Angst, Alternate Universe, but still mostly canon, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Insecurity, Pining Series: Part 1 of Object and a Dream Summary:
“There is a world where whenever someone fantasizes about you, you can physically feel it, but you have no idea who is thinking it about you.”
Stiles knows it’s wrong, but he’s been Fantasizing about Derek and he can’t bring himself to stop. Derek doesn’t know who’s taken an interest in him, but he’s enjoying it way more than he probably should.
31 Days of Kink, Day 22: Marathon Sex/Sexual Exhaustion (after accidental ingestion of a food that turned out to be an aphrodisiac)
A bit early today, finally! But yeah, Shiro can’t believe Lance still has the energy to even smile, let alone laugh, when Shiro can’t even lift his own head lol
[WARNING: explicit, noncon, somnophilia, magic-induced sex, come inflation, sibling incest, implied dark thor, basically I’m a kink monster and this is very porny in some badwrong ways]
They’d been out hunting a warlock. He wasn’t that strong; judging by the ritual he was trying to set up, he was a middling menace. Getting rid of him should’ve gone easy.
It hadn’t.
One misstep sent Loki hurtling to the ground, legs caught by a magic trap. The warlock hauled Loki up by the neck and bound him with another quick spell, grinning savagely. He brought a knife to Loki’s throat in a clear threat to Thor, who stood frozen at the other side of the forest clearing.
“Such silly little children,” the warlock crooned. “You don’t even know the power you’re dealing with.”
“We do, actually,” Loki said, the skin of his throat bobbing dangerously against the sharp edge of the knife. Thor’s fingers twitched; he looked murderous. He couldn’t make a single move out of fear that something would happen to Loki, but here his twin brother was, mouthing off. “The fact that you need to use a dark ritual to gain more power shows that you’re feeling a little inadequate at the moment.”
As expected, the warlock’s saggy face twisted with rage. Loki smirked inside. He was ready – as soon as the warlock struck out, Loki could seize the opportunity and–
But then the warlock’s expression smoothed out.
“You really think you can rile me up that easily?” He clicked his tongue. “Oh, no, no. If you really want to get someone mad, you have to go for the weaknesses. In fact, let me show you.”
And then the warlock brought a hand to Loki’s head.
A flash of pain made Loki cry out. He felt the man reach in and yank something out – something that made Loki’s chest flutter with panic. “No,” he said, but the warlock was already grinning.
“Loki!” Thor shouted. The sound of the warlock’s laughter drowned it out.
“Oh my, my! How interesting.” The warlock looked toward Thor, an expression of pure delight on his face. “Did you know,” he said, hushed in a mock whisper, “that your twin brother, the very brother who came out of the womb with you–”
“Stop it. Shut your damn–” Loki tried to struggle against the spell that bound him, but he was helpless to stop the warlock from finishing his sentence.
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