Here's a daydream I've had if it helps the brain work
Morpheus and his wife(who's fae) are captured together but under the advice of the Corinthian robert separates them and give morpheus wife to he's friend binding her in a way similar to how Calliope was kept the man who took her and she gets pass down by each generation as a fae that brings good fortune and wealth and when morpheus escapes he comes and finds her with some of that protective and possessiveness. Not a request but and idea I've been dieing to share
Okay okay I was just gonna comment a bit but this somehow turned into full-blown headcanons so yeah I guess it did get the brain workingπ€£ Thanks for sharing your daydream anon! Here are a few thoughts it gave me:
Warning: mentions of blood and being held captive, overall angst
The magic drains you of power as well when you are captured, but you still struggle to curl around Morpheus when Roderick pulls the cape off him. Trying to cover as much of his naked body as you can, protect him from all the cruel stares
In his weakened state, Morpheus tries to hold onto you while Roderick's men take you away from him. But he doesn't have the strength to stand, let alone stop them from lifting you out of the binding circle and taking you God knows where
Years later, when Jessamy comes to rescue him, he knows there's no way she could break the glass around him. He opens his mouth to speak for the first time in years, and the first thing he wants to tell his raven is to go and find you, see if there is any way that she could free you (because he's sure you're still imprisoned, otherwise you wouldn't have thought twice before coming back for your husband)
But before he can say anything to Jessamy, there's a gunshot and a splash of blood
And now his loss is double
A terrible thought begins to haunt him, than you might have had the same fate. He knows the humans would rather keep you for their own gain than kill you, but he also knows how irrational and cruel they can be. What if...?
He can't allow himself to think of it. Standing still and silent in a glass cage for over a decade is torture enough. Imagining you meeting the same end as Jessamy would drive him to despair
When Morpheus finally, finally escapes, the first thing he does in Alex's dream is demand to know where they took you. Once he has the answer and condemns Alex to an eternal nightmare, he wills himself into your "owner's" mansion
He barely has the strength to punish those who hurt you, but of course he doesn't show it. He's every bit as terrifying to them, if not more so than he was with Alex (I mean we know what he was like with Madoc, no one gets to hurt his lover without suffering the consequences)
When he gets to you, you're not even conscious. You rarely are these days, after having your energy constantly drained for the past century so others could thrive
It's the most horrible sight Morpheus has seen since Jessamy's mangled body - his wife, his queen, his love, barely breathing on some filthy basement floor. After a hundred years without you, after a hundred years without anyone, he yearns to wrap you in his arms. But you look so frail, he barely dares to brush his fingers over your cheek
He uses the last of his strength to bring you both back to the Dreaming. Being transported to another plane is what makes you open your eyes
In your years of captivity, there had been so many moments of pure exhaustion where you could have sworn you heard your husband's deep voice, that you were waking up to his tender touch and the soft sheets of the bed you shared, back in your palace - always a beautiful, cruel illusion
So, when you see him again, you don't even believe it. He's finally with you after all this time, and you're looking at him like he's some kind of ghost conjured up by your broken mind
Lucienne is there, too, her eyes brimming with tears as she offers to help her King and Queen stand
But Morpheus refuses to move. He lies there on the ground with you, holding your face in his hands and murmuring to you over and over again that it is over and he is real and that you are home
And you finally realize this is not the perfect dream your mind usually creates to escape your tragic reality. There is no warmth, no royal bed. The Morpheus before you... his eyes are tired, drained, and there's dirt clinging to his alabaster skin, the dirt you had both unceremoniously landed in
It is real. It is home.
The moment that sinks in, you're pulling him to you with desperate arms, sobbing both your relief and a century of despair into his chest
And he finally gets to hold you to him so tightly, no mere human would be able to breathe were they in your shoes
He rarely shows such emotion towards you in the presence of others, but Lucienne is his most trusted subject
And truth be told, in this moment, his entire realm could be watching and he wouldn't deny you his embrace
Each one of your tears burns him
And he swears right then and there that he will never allow you to get hurt again
Do I need more angst in my life? No. Am I loving the fictional angst? Yesssss
Can't guarantee I'll elaborate so much on each one but Morpheus thoughts are welcome in my inbox!
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So no ao3?
summary: you admire Eddie's face as you lay on his chest
pairing(s): eddie munson x fem!reader
warnings: making out(?), mostly just fluff
notes: hey guys! It's been so long omg. I'm kinda jumping from fandom to fandom, but I still really want to write again and I miss my moots on here π
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A quiet sigh left your lips as your half open eyes peered at the tv. Your head laid on Eddie's chest, your arms practically asleep as they were underneath his back on the couch. Eddie was passed out with his arms securely around your body, holding you as close to him as he possibly could. Sounds of small snores filled the room, almost blocked out by the sound of the loud tv that had been replaying The Shining. A smile curled up on your lips as you could hear his heartbeat from lying your ear close to his chest.
A small grunt escapes your lips as you slowly shift your head up to get a better look at his face. He contorts slightly, eyes still closed, and moves his arms up your body to keep you close as you moved. You chuckled quietly as you looked down at his sleeping face. Your eyes moved up and down as you carefully examined his facial features, from his thick eyebrows down to his plump pink lips. You reached up your hand and softly traced down his jawline and up to lay your palm on the side of his face and caress his cheek with your thumb. After a couple moments of you staring in compete admiration, you heard him grunt softly and slowly begin to open his eyes. He breathed in deeply and a large smile spread across his lips as he noticed your face looking down on him. "Whatcha' doing there, princess?" He asked, his voice a bit husky from just waking up. "Just-" You brought your hand up to lay in his hair. "Just admiring you." You spoke softly and leaned down to press a kiss to his lips. "Admiring?" He asked, a stupid smile beaming on his face. You chuckled as you laid your head down on his chest for a moment before sitting up and having both your legs on either side of his torso. "Yeah, you're just so pretty." You said as you cupped his face and pressed another kiss onto his lips. "So handsome." You pulled away for a moment just to kiss him once again. Eddie felt like he was going to melt from your words and now your lips on his. His hands moved up to wrap around your back and pull you down so that your chest is touching his, your lips still intertwined.
He held onto you tightly as he turned over so that he was now over you and you had your head lying against the arm of the couch. He pulled away from your lips for a moment as he looked down at you. "I could say the same thing about you sweetheart." He smiled and kept his hands securely at the sides of your waist, slightly under your shirt. You felt the cold metal of his rings at your sides causing a shiver to run up your spine. "You're stunning, baby." He whispers as he leans down and locks your lips in a deep kiss. You smile against his lips and pull him closer. He pulls back for a moment before laying his head down into the crook of your neck, leaving a few last kisses on your neck. "You're everything to me, baby." He hums into your neck and you pull your hand up and hold the back of his head. "I love you, Eddie." You whisper before pressing a soft kiss to his shoulder. "I love you too, sweetheart." He responded, you could feel his smile on your neck. You rubbed circles into his back as you both fell asleep again slowly after.
No one should have allowed to find this picture of Con...
Izzy trying to seduce Ed
Izzy is all of us
Where is Izzy ?
Singing in the rain looks different
La la land is my favorite movie
Izzy doing his grande finale
Saturday night fever
Little memory from Izzy's travel at Pise
The best scene
+ bonus Izzy
literally gonna kiss that curly headed fuck
Fixed
My Adrian themed phone layout (slightly chaotic)
Feel free to use for Inspo or something :D
robin and steve being each others homophobic dog i LOVE to see it
joseph quinn the moment he decided that eddie munson should wear a lot of rings:
The biting section!!!!!! ESPECIALLY WITH KENMA, MIDORIA, MEGUMI, AND ALL THE OTHER SWEET BOYS!!!!!!
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bitting: he loves marking your body, whether you two are doing nothing, but standing in line or doing the do. heβs always bitting your shoulders, upper neck and thighs, but it's mainly to keep himself from moaning or whimpering too loud.
βhaah.β groaning in your ear with your body at maxium arch, continuously hitting against your cervix. "so much." whinny moans slipping past your lips within each second as your body jolted near the head board, "take it for me baby." he groaned in a low tone against your neck, thrust becoming harsher than before, his arms wrapped firmly around your waist as he lost control over his voice. "f-fuuck fuck." whining into your neck while his thrusts became sloppier, legs quivering as pleasure flooded your core. "bouta cum.. i-inside." a lovely tone left his voice before feeling warmth hover over your neck as you felt a hot stinging sensation. "mmmphm." a broken moan left your throat as strings of groans muffled against your neck.
β kenma, ARMIN, jean, sugawara, akashi, goshiki, MEGUMI, inumaki, yuta, takeda, midoriya
hickies: simply because he loves the seeing his marks on your body, basically telling anyone who glances in your direction that your already taken and that someone being him. he doesn't get off more than just admiring the marks alongside your neck and reminiscing on how they got there.
"just like that sweet girl." his hands placed on your waist bouncing you up and down his cock, heated bodies bumping against each other. "ahh fuuck." sweet moans left your lips as you threw you head back exposing the naked skin of your neck, inviting his tongue to glid across your skin as he began thrusting into your your pussy, repeatedly grinding against that sweet spot inside you while still bouncing you up and own. hips connecting as your tight cunt squeezed around him. "feels that good, yeah?" his mouth latched onto your skin once against as your insides began to turn, creaming on his dick.
β tsukishima, kuroo, KIRISHIMA, bakugo, iwazumi, ukai, geto, TOJI, eren, reiner, matsukawa, hawks, gojo, ace, CROCODILE, oikawa, suna, miya twinss, KID, ace
bitting & hickies: whatever comes to him in the moment happens. it's almost like an instict for him, but either way he loves marking your body with his mouth.
β TENDOU, denki, sukuna, aone, yamamoto, bokuto, sukasa, LUFFY, zoro
an: Iβll proofread tmrw!! sorry if thereβs mistakes xx
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