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ramjam-jamming · 3 months

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With the... Negativity surrounding the trailer for the new megamind movie/show, my brain's wires started wiring and, welp, here's my idea for a Megamind show: Megamind has to learn how to be a proper hero, and Metroman/Musicman (who is still retired) acts like a mentor, from the sidelines.

Here's a dive into how the villains (evil bernard evil bernard) and characters would work ⬇️

Megamind

He still has the attitude and mannerisms of a villain, as he retains his old personality, but is learning the values of being a super hero. He evil-laughs when winning and such, and also is rather awkward around the citizens of metrocity, but is trying his best. He's still trying to win over their trust.

Metroman

By the end of the movie, I'm pretty sure everyone still believes Megamind killed him, which would definitely hinder Megamind's ability to gain their trust. The general public still thinks Metroman's dead, but there are multiple rumours and conspiracy theories of him still being alive, as he still goes out and could be occasionally spotted.

Villains

Bernard, who is a megamind expert, becomes an antagonist. He has a collection of Megamind's old thrown away machines, plus merchandise. He believes that megamind has lost himself and is "boring" now. As such, he uses the holo-watch (found in Megamind's trash) to steal his appearance and cause Havoc, turning the public against him and "bringing back" the villain he's an """expert""" on. Of course, this plan fails, but he becomes a recurring villain whose objective is to return megamind to his old self. This is either through recreating him (holograms, robots, etc) or straight up trying to manipulate him into going back to his old habits. He's still emotionless and seemingly bored most of the time though. Always having a horrible time.

The Child

Specifically the child from "the button of doom" who gets the dehydration gun and turns his mother into an ice cube. I enjoy the idea of a full on villain bratty child who can't be sent to jail, bc he's a child. (Sort of like the kid from Word Girl and the little girl from Powerpuff girls) He could also reflect how Megamind was as a kid. in the end the child isn't literally evil, just immature.

I'm also changing The doom syndicate from a squad Megamind used to be a part of to fellow villains who Megamind hated. (I know they are based on a cut concept for the movie but it was cut for a reason, megamind shouldn't have been part of a squad at all, he only had Minion, that's kinda the point). My idea is that Megamind was the sort of "main villain" to metroman, and he used to make fun of the rest for being his "side villains" lmao. (I would love for metroman and megamind to have a lego joker-batman sort of thing going on)

Also, what if the villain scene was sort of competitive. They didn't have any respect for each other, and they all worked alone. Until now, considering from their perspective Megamind killed Metroman. They see him as a bigger threat now, and also want to beat him up bc he was the most annoying "fellow villain". As such, they join forces and form the doom syndicate. Although, I do like the idea of them appearing one by one across the show before forming the squad. (Perhaps like a season finale)

Tighten is tricky because he's been dealt with in the movie and it'd be repetitive to fight him again. Although, I think some random scientist villain giving him powers again could have potential, as he's the number 1 Megamind hater and is easily manipulated... Food for thought

#I am so insane for evil bernard #he's so. queer coded villain of the week my beloved #also.... what if Musicman trans allegory #like he had to “die” and escaoe the expectations of everyone around him #bc of something he was bron with (his powers) and had no control over #but now he's escaped and can be happy #changing his name to musicman #anywayysss #megamind #megamind meme #metroman #megamind show #the doom syndicate #bernard #EVIL BERNARD #megamind fanart #megamind au #megamind fandom #megamind roxane

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can i get uuuhhhhh, general x recruit reader?? but like, dom/sub, and readers a twink who does whatever the general wants :3

Yes Sir.

Out of all of the things i expected people to request, that wasn't one of them for sure. what a weirdo you are, who in their right mind is attracted to anyone in the army🤢🤮

Content Warning: abuse of power, but that's pretty obvious, uuuhhh, giving oral to a loaded gun, thats something yall should be warned about ig, mentions of bleeding while giving oral, but dw its brief and bc of a dick not a firearm. General possessiveness, reader is amab and a twink ass bitch who does wtv hes told

If you see a typo feel free to hunt my editor/proof reader for sport

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The sunset barely peaks past the clouds, to the point where having a face pressed against the damp earth is as close as one would get to see a smidge of orange against an oppressive gray. The clouds themself, heavy with rain, caress the tips of cabins, descending low enough to cover the camp in a thick fog.

Despite this, dozens of heavy boots stomp through the grounds, a clear disdain in the eyes of the campers as the whistle blows for them to continue. It's not that they just can't see, but the heat has their shirts stuck to their skin, the heavy fabric of their camo pants giving them no relief. It is by far the worst midday of July, and they’re not dismissed until nightfall.

[N]’s luck was ultimately up for debate. On one hand, he’s in here, in the Lieutenant’s well-air-conditioned office, and has been for most of the day. On the other hand, he’s on his knees, the older man’s handgun is pressed against his lips, his cold eyes staring down at him in an manic look on his stoic face.

He can’t hide the way his body shakes, his tongue tracing the dull edges of the barrel, lips awkwardly surrounding it—it's the expected reaction when giving oral to a loaded gun. He brings more of it into his mouth, going as far as the trigger guard would allow him, fleetingly meeting Lieutenant Harper’s gaze, only for his mind to go blank again; fear mixing with sexual excitement. His dick stirs inside his briefs as the warm metal meets the back of his throat, but he ignores it completely. Gagging slightly, he pulls away from the weapon, gasping for breath after nearly choking himself. A small trail of spit remains between his lips and the pistol.

"You did well," The Lieutenant says in a slow, monotonous voice. "But I know you can do better."

With shaking hands, [N] wipes his mouth clean with the bottom half of his shirt before kissing the tip of the barrel once again, sucking it slowly without thought. He does so much better than last time. With each moment that passes through, he finds his arousal increasing. If he were anyone else, he'd be disgusted with what was happening, but these past few weeks have changed his opinion of the Lieutenant's actions.

There's an extra edge to it, having watched the man load the magazine beforehand, his finger precise as he watched the clip slide into the barrel before he pressed it against [N]’s mouth. There's a dark side to the man, one [N] is all too aware of. But for some reason, even with a gun in his mouth, he can’t find reason to care.

Harper takes hold of [N]'s chin and lifts his head from the gun, forcing him to meet his eyes as he continues speaking in the same low, husky voice. "I told you to do better," he says, a tone of irritation evident in it. The recruit physically shivers, nodding his head to the captain. To his best ability, he tries to apologize even with the tip of the gun pressed against his lips and his hazy eyes meeting those cold ones.

"Yes, Sir," He attempts, licking his lips.

His body is hot and damp; he has no control over it at this point, even with the blared air conditioner, his skin is scorching under his gaze. It's almost like a need to please, to make up for his own discomfort. Slowly, he lowers his head on the firearm, feeling the smooth metal slide against the roof of his mouth once more, his tongue following after in the wake of the weapon.

"That's a good boy," He whispers, free hand petting [N]'s head, "Don't be ashamed of how much you like this."

[N] shudders slightly as Harper speaks, an embarrassing amount of drool dripping down his chin. He kisses down until he reaches the barrel, and his tongue darts out as soon as contact is made, exploring every surface he can get to while sucking the metal, his saliva lubricating it enough to make it easy to swallow. It takes a moment before he can pull back again, Harper letting him catch his breath between each cycle, but the Lieutenant doesn't stop until [N] does himself. He pulls away slowly, looking up at his boss, eyes wide, a thin trail of drool clinging to his bottom lip. The older man is clearly aroused by what he sees.

[N] swallows as best he can before returning his head to the pistol. Harper watches intently as he licks and sucks on the gun, moaning softly into the muzzle before pulling back. If his free hand wasn't busy petting at [N]'s head, Harper's sure he'd be palming himself to the sight, his cock hardening inside his fatigues, his own lips moist from the spit from licking his lips.

"Good boy," He whispers, "You’ve come a long way since you first started, hmm?."

[N]’s arousal has been at its peak for quite some time now. The hardness between his legs is getting heavier with every moment that passes, and he tries to ignore it, concentrating instead on the warm metal between his lips. The seams of his slacks press against his cock at just the right angle, to the point where he doesn’t even need to grind against it—keeping his hips in place as he bobs his head.

His 'relationship' with Lieutenant Harper's been explicit since the third week of camp, ever since the man caught sight of [N]'s physical differences from the other recruits. He was a lot smaller than them, thinner, and far more feminine in his facial features. He stuck out like a sore thumb for most of his training. The Lieutenant wasn't shy to berate him for it either, forcing him to go harder, faster. It came to the point where he would personally train [N], making him run until he collapsed, pushing him to exhaustion just so that the man could get his rocks off by watching. The constant orders and commands left [N] frustrated at first, but after a while, he just did as he was told, like a sick pavlovian response. He’d jump off a cliff if the Lieutenant asked in the right tone.

It was a few days after [N] gave his best effort at running around the camp that Harper caught him in the barracks. He'd just finished bathing when the man walked into the empty showers without warning, eyes roaming over [N]'s lean body in the dim light, taking note of what the recruit was hiding beneath his uniform. A thin towel hung around his neck, and another hid his lower half from view. He stepped closer, and [N] didn't move away, by now, he’d known better than to do that. When the Lieutenant ordered him to drop to his knees and open his mouth, [N] compiled without hesitation. The man then began unbuckling his belt, his cock throbbing, a thick bead of pre-cum gathering at the tip, and sliding down towards [N]'s waiting lips. It was only after [N] felt seed stick to his skin did he realize what had happened.

Focusing on the present, [N] licks the barrel with his tongue once more, his cheeks burning as he does so, eyes sliding down to the Lieutenant's crotch, the dark fabric of his pants doing nothing to conceal what was hidden beneath it. The outline was so evident,, hardening even more as he lightly thrust his hips into the air, in sync with [N]'s sucking. The recruit gags, his head slightly as the warm metal meets the back of his throat again, this time a little roughened, but he doesn’t falter like before. His lips slide down, swallowing it deeper, moaning softly around it, the odd flavor of it invading his taste buds.

"Just a little more," Harper murmurs. "Then you'll have my cock instead."

[N] nods, opening wide and having his tongue caress the firearm once more before pulling back, leaving behind a trail of spit that dribbles from his bottom lip and down the side of the gun. His breath hitches and his dick aches between his legs, but he ignores it all, concentrating on pleasing his Lieutenant. Harper watches him in silence as he continues licking at the gun, taking it deep into his mouth and letting it rest on the back of his throat for a few moments, hollowing his cheeks before pulling back. With one final moan, he pulls back once more, taking another gulp of air and wiping the sweat off of his face with the bottom half of his shirt.

"Good boy," He says in a low voice, reaching over to unzip his pants. The older man pulls his cock free with an audible sound, revealing its length and thickness to [N]. It's impressive, thick and uncut, the tip glistening with precum that dribbled out onto his underwear. He sits still on his knees, waiting for Harper to take command. The Lieutenant stands from his chair, towering over [N] and placing a hand on his chin before forcing the recruit to look up at him, Harper then grabs hold of his dick in his fist, guiding it towards his lips. [N] groans as the head brushes against his mouth, wet from his own saliva.

"Don't get shy on me," He whispers. "A good slut like you can take it all in."

[N] licks his lips before taking the head of his Captain's dick between his lips, gently sucking it into his mouth. He starts slowly and deliberately, taking the first couple of inches into his mouth feeling his shaft get even harder under his touch. The Lieutenant moans lowly as the requiem's lips slide around his member, his lips pursed tight enough to have his cock loose circulation. Soon, the Lieutenant is pushing him further down, and [N]'s lips are pressed firmly against the base of his cock. Pretty eyes stare up at Harper, eyelashes fluttering with every bob of his head. The man lets him continue for a moment, stroking his head with one hand while the other begins rubbing [N]'s shoulder, his touch strangely soft and affectionate.

He pushes him further, fingers digging into his scalp as [N] takes in more than half of his dick in his mouth, the sensation of it invading his throat sending shivers down his spine.

"That's it, pretty boy, just take it all." He murmurs petting [N]'s cheek. [N] continues to suck slowly on the hard cock in front of him, feeling a slight throbbing sensation building in his balls that grows steadily. His body begins reacting without him thinking, he reaches up and grabs the base of the large shaft, tugging at it gently until he hears a low moan, eyes meeting his own with an expectant look. He pumps the Lieutenant's cock a few times, his cheeks burning as he tries to fit more in. Harper smirks as he takes a step back and pulls himself out a bit, the recruit gasping when the older man places the head of his dick at the bottom of the boy's lips, letting his precome lubricate the corner of his mouth as he slowly guides himself into [N]'s waiting lips again. It takes a moment before he pushes inside, the recruit choking slightly but continuing to accept the man's cock, allowing a new, rough rhythm to emerge from his sucking.

[N] is quickly pushed past the point of comfort. His head tilts back as Harper's large member slides further down his mouth, his throat muscles working in concert to keep the entire length within them. When Harper's hips finally start to move, [N] feels as though they're about to break his neck, the head of the man’s cock making repeated contact with the back of his throat. He knows better than to cry out, tears already beginning to form in his eyes. The only noise he can make is the muffled grunts and moans that come from deep in his chest. The ever-present cold in the room pickles their skin, traveling past the fabric of their clothing. Harper bites his lip, enjoying the way the recruit's head bobs up and down, his cheeks hollowing with each thrust, swallowing every inch of cock that he can fit into his mouth. His speed becomes almost inhuman, a soft whine leaving [N] as the tip of the Lieutenant's cock abuses the back of his throat, sending waves of pain through his body and causing a small amount of blood to trickle down the back of his throat. His cheeks are damp with tears, snot, and drool mingling together as he tries his best to breathe evenly through his nose—he swears he sees stars.

He bobs back and forth, swallowing Harper's entire shaft. With his eyes glazed over, [N] can do nothing but appreciate the feeling of new bruises forming on the back of his neck and back of his throat, his uvula numb to the Lieutenant's thrusting. Though a part of his brain screams for some type of release, he can’t find the strength to do anything but kneel pliantly.

For a beautiful moment, he forgets he's anything but Lieutenant Harper's fleshlight. He forgets who he is, or what he has been conditioned to do for the camp, his head empty as his body is used. His focus is on pleasing his Captain, on doing everything in his power to ensure the man comes. It doesn't matter how many times the =man forces him to gag or push his cock down his esophagus, he takes it all without complaint.

The Lieutenant’s thrusts were never smooth, but by now they’ve become bruisingly rough, and [N] knows he's about to cum. His hips inch as close as they can to the man’s boot, his head slams downward into his groin, taking the cock deeper with each passing moment. A sharp gasp escaped his lips as the tip hit the back of his throat, followed quickly by a loud moan.

He gags again, trying his best to ignore it, his nose filling up with warm liquid as the Lieutenant keeps pumping, milking him dry until the first shot hits his tongue and the next lands on the roof of his mouth. He tries not to think about it too much, his focus being on continuing to take everything he can. He swallows down the hot load as it spurts out of Lieutenant Harper’s dick, coating the back of his throat. It was salty and sour, something he couldn't help but taste. The sensation of his Captain filling him up with cum sends a shiver down his spine and his dick pulses painfully between his legs.

"That's it, pretty boy," His commander whispers, "swallow your Captain's seed."

[N]'s eyes flick upwards briefly, meeting the man's dark ones and seeing only lust and dominance behind them. He returns his attention to the task at hand, swallowing another large load of Harper's semen, and then sucking it off his shaft clean. Harper watches him intently, letting go of his hair so he can run a hand over [N]'s face, tracing his lips with the back of his knuckles. His fingertips are gentle, almost affectionate.

"Good boy," He murmurs, stroking his cheek tenderly. "I'll give you a treat later, don't worry."

The recruit nodes in response, suckling at the man’s tip.

His hand shakily reached for the Lieutenant's table, pushing himself to his feet and standing up from his knees. The room spins for a second, and the corners of his vision darken. Before he can trip over, Harper's strong arm catches him by the waist, supporting him. A hand rests gently on the small of his back, a warm breath against his neck as the older man continues to hold him close.

"Easy there," He murmurs, low voice reverberating through the recruit. "Can’t have you falling around like that."

[N] buries his head into the man's neck, burying his nose between his skin and the collar of his shirt. He breathes in deeply, smelling the faint hint of musk that still lingers within it. His cheeks are damp with sweat, eyes watering from his rough treatment.

"You alright?"

He nods slightly in response, not trusting his voice. The man gives a curt hum as he runs a hand down his cheek.

"Good boy," He whispers, letting go of him and patting him on the ass. "Now go clean yourself up, you look like shit."

#who thought it was a good idea to have this mofo join the army #ill be honest i feel like i didnt write lieutenant with much personality sorry anon #like hes just some random dom daddy you can pick off the street who doesnt care abt your consent yk?#but idk #maybe i shouldve given him an accent like the butchered pirate one Mobrukk #has #wow ok cut my tag off tumblr #anywayysss #x male reader #x male #x male smut #male reader #male reader insert #[[note: im imagining the us army bc im in the us and our army sucks ass so yeah]]#q.writes

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