#ollie perry

[amorisastrum]

Dead poets society incorrect quotes but it's things my friends and I have said/things I've heard at school PT.5 (?)

Charlie: hey Neil! Are you able to help me with my chemistry?

Neil: sorry Charlie, I have a meeting.

Charlie: This is the utmost betrayal and I will never forgive you.

Neil: Love you!

Charlie:

Charlie: love you too >:(

#dead poets society #dps #neil perry #charlie dalton #incorrect quotes #this one happened today and was too good not to share #creds to Ollie :3

[adellovesrowan]

Meet the Khannas

we're robbed of all khanna family content, despite rowan being The best friend of mc. so, as resident rowan stan, i naturally took the job jc didn't and sharing it with you guys. feel free to use these in your own stories.

CONTENT:

- Hazel and Family

- Anya and Family

- Jehan and Family

- Extras ( Traditions, Fun Facts, etc. )

WARNING: death mention, miscarriage, divorce.

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HAZEL AND FAMILY

- let's start with the nuclear family. hazel khanna is rowan's mother, and anthony khanna is rowan's dad. not to forget rowan's little brother, ashok khanna, who's about two years younger than harry potter, for reference. which means he's about 10 years younger than rowan and the hphm gang.

- hazel is the eldest daughter of willow khanna, rowan's grandma. hazel has three younger siblings: anya khanna, jehan khanna, and rani khanna. sadly, rani died when she and hazel were little — in a game of hide and seek, she hid in a dangerous part of the farmhouse and hazel was too late when she found her. she carries the tragic guilt for a long time, causing her to develop overprotective tendencies around the people she loves, especially rowan.

- anthony wasn't the first man hazel married. on her age of 18, willow had arranged her with a man she chose for her eldest. hazel experienced a miscarriage, which messed her up horribly considering her past experiences with a child dying thanks to her “lack of caution”. her husband was dissatisfied with her condition and left.

- anthony malhotra is a tall, cheerful guy. he and hazel had been best friends in their hogwarts years, along with two other people ( who i hope isn't very obvious as a rowan x mc activist hahahaha ) in their respective years. they met each other again by accident in a marketplace and caught up after years. anthony learned of the struggles hazel had been going through and stayed with her. he knew he can't help her, but he'll be there for her. after a few years of dating, they got married. they skipped having a baby for a couple of years due to hazel's trauma. but in the end, they had baby rowan.

- hazel tends to be restricting and overprotective when it comes to rowan. rowan is clumsy and loud and is prone to getting themself in trouble, which pushes hazel to fear the worst. she gets neurotic over the smallest scrapes in rowan's knee and over the most common tummyache they get from eating too much candy. anthony reminds hazel to relax, that their kid is fine, they're just being a kid who does kid things. anthony's words are soothing and right, and she relaxes in his arms as they watch their little kid run around chasing ducks.

ANYA AND FAMILY

- ashok khanna is the youngest grandchild of willow in the khanna household. he develops a more mischievous nature while also being little bashful at first. unlike rowan, he doesn't struggle with friends and has a bit of a rebellious streak which makes him likeable by kids his age. though, it's undeniable that he's a mommy's boy.

- anya khanna is the second child to willow khanna. being close in age to hazel ( smart, pretty, responsible, perfect hazel ) and jehan ( beautiful, loved, popular jehan ) leaves her in a somewhat constant “feeling inferior” state. also she's autistic, though not officially diagnosed.

- if you remember rowan mentioning their uncle ollie who makes brooms, this is him ! ollie o'brien is a specialist in broom making and loving his wife. he supports his younger kids' ambition in quidditch, as it is also one of his greatest passions.

- their eldest daughter, apple khanna. she loves baking and is often in charge of big event family meals. she's quiet and reserved but sweet and caring, especially towards her mother. grandma willow likes her for her diligence and obedience, though would love for her to be a bit more chatty and social.

JEHAN AND FAMILY

- their younger pair of twins, joni and jorya khanna. playing in gryffindor's quidditch team, these two are as chaotic as a pair of bludgers. they're loud and enjoy making their presence known by causing trouble. grandma willow finds these two infuriating, and are often the cause of anya looking ten years older. they love to bully and tease their younger cousin, rowan. joni also takes a special interest in duelling, while her twin brother has a secret hobby in sculpting and painting.

- jehan khanna is the third child to willow khanna. he's famous for his modelling work in the wizarding fashion industry, as he's the most fashionable guy in the khanna household. willow is most prideful of him, as his rising star career helps the farmhouse and the family greatly.

- jehan is married to perry gaumont ( they/them ), who is a well-known ballroom dancer in the wizarding arts community. they met during a convention and decided they clicked rather well, so then they hit it off and had two lovely daughters, also following in their parents' footsteps to fame.

- cypress khanna is jehan's eldest daughter, and also the oldest khanna grandchild. she's sweet, graceful, and attractive with a mesmerizing voice. she's a singer and a violinist, famous at a young age — way before she had even joined hogwarts. cypress is willow's favorite grandchild. rowan feels both intimidated and drawn to this particular cousin.

EXTRA:

- kiran khanna is jehan's youngest daughter. unlike her sister, being born into fame at a young age unfortunately makes her entitled and a little spoiled. she often feels one-upped by her sister, receiving less attention whenever she's around. she also enjoys picking on her cousins, especially rowan. grandma willow often overlooks her, which drives her competitive nature over the roofs.

- the founder of the khanna tree farm is a guy named elmer khanna, owner of an elm wand. his grandson came up with the khanna heirloom spell, which is then passed on for generations.

- if you noticed, some of the khannas have names resembling wood names. willow, hazel, cypress, apple, rowan. the khannas uphold this specific family tradition where firstborns are given the name of the tree they choose.

- there's a family heirloom in the form of a spell that can only be cast by a khanna, in which the spell is cast upon the firstborn, allowing the child to feel a strong magical pull towards a tree grown in their farm. the child will be named after the tree, and the wood of said tree is destined to be the firstborn's wand for a lifetime. a broken firstborn’s wand is considered a bad omen.

- cypress was a gryffindor, apple a hufflepuff, kiran a slytherin, the twins gryffindors, and ashok a ravenclaw. rowan was a huge hatstall.

- from the youngest grandkid to the oldest: ashok ( 1 ), rowan ( 11 ), joni and jorya ( 14 ), kiran ( 16 ), apple ( 19 ), cypress ( 20 ).

- jehan and perry helped make the family and community trans friendly, which is why rowan feels more comfortable exploring their own gender and sexuality at a young age.

- i'll add more if i remember !

- anthony, ollie, and perry are absolute trophy husbands who married into the family. <3

- hazel was a gryffindor and anthony was a ravenclaw. they were a group of best friends with kenneth and delia, adel's parents.

- rani stayed behind as one of the farmhouse’s resident ghosts, among with a couple other khannas who chose to stay behind. she’s the youngest ghost in the farmhouse.

- rowan looks a lot like their late aunt rani.

- not sure if i'll make this canon yet, but i made a headcanon ( for my own headcanon lmao ) that hazel's first son is actually alive. r took the baby for some reason and tampered with the khannas memories of the baby, leaving them with the knowledge that the baby was never delivered. the boy is supposedly around the same age as jacob, and is raised in r as their own boy. he later escapes and finds his family, unsure of whether or not the khannas will accept him, a boy they have no memories of, he turns into a fluffy ginger cat. 10 year old rowan takes him in and names him fuzzclaw.

#also hey psst send me asks !! ill do a doodle on how the khannas look like just send me an ask on who do u want to see #also just asks abt them in general pls bc im very passionate abt them 🥺 #rowan khanna #hazel khanna #anthony khanna #ashok khanna #wow fr about to tag them all #willow khanna #anya khanna #apple khanna #joni khanna #jorya khanna #ollie khanna #jehan khanna #perry khanna #cypress khanna #kiran khanna #the khanna family #hphm #harry potter hogwarts mystery #headcanons #mine

[ollieofthebeholder]

to find promise of peace (and the solace of rest): a TMA fanfic

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Chapter 56: April 2017

“Statement ends.” Martin lowered the paper to the desk and held up his right hand in front of his face with a slight frown. It trembled slightly, in a way that usually only happened when he’d been in the tunnels for too long, or when he’d gone too long without eating. Never after reading a true statement. If anything, it was usually the opposite. “…Huh.”

He stared for a second longer, then shook his head minutely, took a deep breath, and flipped over the page with the research. Melanie’s handwriting. “Uh. We’ve been unable to make contact with Mr. Skinner, which is…disturbing, since this statement is barely more than two years old. His plumbing business is completely shuttered, his phone has been disconnected, and nobody seems to know where to find him. He is, or was, a real person, but he seems to have vanished off the face of the Earth immediately after giving his statement. And considering Gertrude was off on one of her ubiquitous trips at the time this statement was made, she probably never met him. Nothing in the folder indicates she was able to follow up with him either.”

He moved on to the next part of the research. “The woman identified only as ‘Megan’…well, she could be anybody, I guess, but Tim recalled that one of the victims of what we’re calling the ‘Anglerfish’ was named Megan Shaw. And considering two other names who went missing in the Old Fishmarket Close—Sarah Baldwin and Daniel Rawlings—have come up in other statements that belong to the Stranger, it’s a pretty good bet that this Megan is the same one. Obviously, the description of the other woman was so vague that there’s no real way to track her down, but from the sound of it, she’s not of the Stranger. In fact, I’d venture to say she was probably—hello, what’s this?”

In shifting the page to put it back in the file, he had dislodged a small scrap of paper. It wasn’t a sticky note, but it had obviously stuck to the back of the page; from the white flecks, he guessed it had somehow been brushed with correction fluid and adhered briefly to the research. It was still Melanie’s handwriting…and it had a name, a phone number, and a scribbled note that wouldn’t have made a lot of sense to most people. Martin, however, knew the cipher well because he’d helped Melanie come up with it almost twenty years previously.

He read it quickly, then blinked hard. Slowly, he said, “There…is one more possible lead we can track down on this one. I have a name and number of someone who…might have some additional information, and I’m going to meet with them as soon as I can, but for now, I think we’ve covered everything there is to cover. I just hope I never get the details of what happened to Mr. Skinner.”

He turned off the recorder and sat back in Jon’s chair, staring at the scrap of paper for a long moment. There was a prickling under his skin and behind his eyes he was very familiar with—a desire to know, to understand. And there were two ways he could satisfy that need. One was to go out into the Archives, figure out where Melanie was right now, put the note in front of her, and badger her into telling him what the fuck she was on about and why she hadn’t included it in the official research.

That would almost certainly put a serious strain on his relationship with his sister and make for an incredibly toxic work environment, so instead, Martin reached for his phone.

After making an appointment and concluding the call, Martin stared at the assortment of files on the desk in front of him. Most of them went beyond the Discredited section and well into the Crackpot realm—he didn’t even really need to read them to know that—and Mr. Skinner’s statement had been his one allotted real statement for the day. Part of him was tempted to go out and find another one to read. They didn’t even have to be finished with the research. Maybe he could grab one from the 1800s section, the ones that were too old to do any serious research into anyway, and get it on recording, just to…just to get the shaking under control. He didn’t exactly like recording the real statements, but they calmed him down a bit. Steadied his nerves, he supposed. Maybe they just gave him something to focus on that wasn’t his trauma and anxieties.

It hit him all at once that the line of logic he’d just trotted out was exactly the same one Gerry had used at age fifteen when Martin had challenged him about his smoking. With that in mind, he decided to see if it was low blood sugar after all and get something for lunch.

Food helped a little, but not much, and he knew he was a little tired and listless most of the afternoon. Still, he powered through the stack of statements to record. He was aware he wasn’t giving them as much care as he gave the real ones, or even that he usually gave this type of statement, but he hoped they were at least clear enough that they wouldn’t need to be redone later. And that someone wouldn’t fuss at him about them.

“Martin Blackwood, Archival Assistant at the Magnus Institute, recording statement number 0051612, statement of…oh, for fuck’s sake,” Martin sighed as his eyes fell on the part filled out by the statement-giver and recognized the handwriting, although not the name. “Statement of Private Rock Dunsel, given sixteenth December, 2005. Statement—”

The door opened just then and Tim poked his head in. “Oops, sorry, didn’t realize you were still recording.”

“It’s fine. It’s fake. Not even a good fake.” Martin flapped the statement in Tim’s direction. “I know this handwriting, it’s my brother’s. What’s up?”

Tim’s lips twitched like he wanted to smile, but his eyes were worried. “You okay, buddy? You look like you’re coming down with something.”

“I’m fine,” Martin lied. He wasn’t fine. Maybe he was coming down with something, but…he was pretty sure it was a bit more serious than that. He was pretty sure the statements were satisfying a hunger in him he hadn’t realized was there, and there wasn’t much he could do about it. He kept that to himself for the moment, though.

“We didn’t give you another Buried statement, did we?”

“No, it’s Stranger for sure. Maybe the Desolation got involved too? It’s the one about the Gwydir Forest.”

“Oh, yeah, that one.” Tim scanned Martin’s face for a moment. “I really don’t think you’re well, Martin. Look, it’s been a long week—hell, it’s been a long couple of months. There are three of us now, and you’ve already done the juicy one. The rest of these can wait. Take an early day. Go home and get some rest, yeah?”

Martin hesitated. He’d been planning to duck out early for his appointment anyway, had just been trying to figure out how and if to bring it up with the others, but…“I’ve gone home sick more often than the rest of you these last few weeks.”

Tim snorted. “I was in Venice for a week, remember? And I’m pretty sure Sasha’s been coming in later and later in the mornings. What’s Elias going to do, fire you?” He jerked a thumb over his shoulder. “Don’t make me get Melanie involved.”

“What am I getting involved in?” Melanie’s voice floated from the direction of the desks.

“Nothing, Melanie,” Martin called back before Tim could answer. He leaned over and shut off the laptop. “Okay. Look, maybe I just…need some air or something. I’ve been down here all day, I guess I could use the break. I’m going to go take a walk, and if I still feel…wibbly, I’ll go home and make myself some soup, okay?”

Tim nodded. “I’ll call you later to see how you’re feeling. Or you call me. Either way, we’ll see you tomorrow.”

Martin managed a smile. “Sure. Thanks, Tim.”

He shrugged into his jacket, bumped his hip against Melanie’s shoulder, and said goodbye to Sasha, then stepped out into the chilly April afternoon.

The fresh air did help, a little—at the very least, it made his head a bit cooler—but Martin didn’t stay out in it long. He walked the length of the Thames for about twenty minutes, gave brief contemplation to skipping out of his appointment entirely, and knew he wasn’t going to do that. Instead, he turned and headed for the nearest Tube station.

It was a very straight shot from the Institute to his destination on the District line, but it did at least give him an opportunity to think. He wanted to consider what he was going to say, what exactly he wanted out of this interview, but instead he found himself asking, again, if he was sure this was a good idea.

Actually, screw that. He knew it was an objectively terrible idea. The actual question that needed to be answered was, which was the worse option—going through with it, or walking away?

Going through with it, said a voice in his mind that sounded very much like Gerry’s. Martin knew it was right. Gerry could—and did—resist his…patron or master or, or whatever Terminus was to him. It punished him for it, sometimes severely, but he still did it, he still walked away. Martin wasn’t quite that far along yet. If he walked away now…it wouldn’t be pleasant, probably, but it beat falling further into the clutches of the Eye. Even if he wasn’t going to use his powers, he was still seeking knowledge, of something probably better left alone, and just like when he’d poked into Carlos Vittery—or more accurately into the basement of the building, since he’d known even then it didn’t have anything to do with the statement—the consequences would be bad for him, and probably for everyone around him. Walking away would be the best option for him, no matter how much it hurt.

On the other hand…

Martin pulled out the scrap of paper again and studied it. The cipher naturally expanded and unfolded itself before his eyes so that he could read it as easily as if it was straightforward English. Still in Havering. Involved in Unknowing or just helping out? No connection to Trophy Room or Edinburgh.

If Melanie was looking into this, if she had this kind of information…then if Martin didn’t go, she would, or Jon would. Jon was in enough trouble as it was, and Melanie was still limping a bit from her trip to India. Setting aside the very high probability that one or both of them would get injured, again, if they acted on this information, the Ceaseless Watcher would deepen its hold on whichever of them went. Damn the consequences to himself. If the alternative was one or both of the people he cared about most in the world getting hurt, Martin would take the hit.

The train slowed down for his stop. Martin took a deep breath, tucked the paper back into his pocket, and exited onto the platform.

They had agreed to meet at a café a few blocks from the station. Martin glanced through the window, but didn’t see anyone meeting the description of the person he was supposed to see. That didn’t necessarily mean anything; she could have been hidden, or she could be in the back. For all he knew, she worked here. He was about to go in when he stopped and stepped to one side. He couldn’t walk away, but he didn’t have to be completely stupid.

Pulling out his phone, he hit one of the numbers on his speed dial and kept one eye on the street while he waited for his call to be picked up.

“Hey, Freckles, everything okay?” Tim’s voice sounded as cheerful as usual, but Martin caught the tiny note of worry.

“Yeah, I’m good,” Martin assured him. It wasn’t entirely a lie, but it wasn’t exactly the truth either. “Um, listen, I just…wanted to let you know. I’m meeting with someone mentioned in one of the statements—I made the appointment this morning. I, uh, I wasn’t going to say anything, but…”

“But you’ve decided not to be a total moron? I appreciate that. I take it it’s one of the real ones.”

Martin laughed, which surprised him. “It is, yeah. The one I recorded earlier today, actually. I should be done in an hour. If you haven’t heard from me by then, do me a favor and tell Melanie I’m following up on her lead. She should have some idea of where to storm looking for me.”

There was a long silence from the other end. “Okay. I won’t tell her what you’re up to until I’ve got your okay, either.”

“Thank you.”

“But you should.” Tim hung up before Martin could come up with a proper response to that.

Martin swore under his breath, put his phone back in his pocket, and headed inside to meet his appointment. She still wasn’t there, so he went to the counter to order, then sat down to wait.

It didn’t take long. It was as though she really had been hidden somewhere waiting for him, or maybe she’d just expected him to be late and would be startled to find him. Either way, he smelled her before he saw her—the scent of fire, but not like a bonfire or a candle or even a cigarette—not so much the smell of the smoke as of whatever was burning. Nobody else seemed to react, and it was gone quickly enough, but he turned his head and saw a short, squat woman with close-cropped dark hair push through the door and look around. Despite the chill of the early spring air, she wore a sleeveless top and didn’t seem to notice. Her eyes, too, were black, but even from where he sat, Martin could see the spark dancing in them, like smoldering coals.

And from the smirk that curled at her lips when she met his gaze, she knew him for what he was, too.

He didn’t bother standing as she approached. No amount of politeness was going to help him here, and no stretch of the imagination would have them on the same side. The best they could hope for was a cease—a temporary truce to have this conversation. “Jude Perry, I presume.”

Jude Perry, for there was no doubting who she was, stopped in front of him, hands on her hips. Her smirk deepened. “Well. You don’t look like much. So you’re the Archivist, are you?”

“I never said that. I only said I was from the Archives at the Magnus Institute.” Martin gestured to the seat opposite him. “I’m Martin Blackwood, I’m one of the assistants. Have a seat.”

Jude chuckled as she sat down, leaning back slightly and staring at him with those fire-filled eyes. She was obviously highly amused. Martin lifted an eyebrow briefly. “Something funny, Ms. Perry?”

At that, she cackled harder. “Uh, yeah.”

“Mmm. Well, I’m glad you’re amused,” Martin said dryly. He knew exactly what she thought was so funny, and he wasn’t going to rise to the bait. Two could play at that game. He nodded at the cup across from him. “Took the liberty of ordering for you. I hope you don’t mind.”

“Ah, and what is it? Hemlock tea?” Jude sneered, still laughing as she picked up the cup. The challenge in her face was clear, as was the triumph: whatever he had done, it seemed to say, it wouldn’t hurt her. She was beyond mundane means of death.

“One black coffee.” Martin took a sip of his own coffee—he rarely drank the stuff, but one look at this place and he’d known he wouldn’t trust the tea. “With room for milk.”

That fast, the smile dropped off Jude’s face, and the anger rose in her eyes. Had she been anyone else, the temperature would have dropped several degrees; as it was, it rose to an almost uncomfortable level. Martin kept his face neutral through long practice. “Tell me, have you had one since Agnes died?”

“Don’t you fucking mention her,” Jude snarled.

“Please. I’ve heard that before. And from things much scarier than you,” Martin shot back. “But sure, I’ll leave her out of this. I just have a few questions for you. You can answer them, or you can leave now, no harm done. Your call.”

“And if I choose to do neither?” Jude said softly. “If I set you and this whole place on fire?”

“You think I chose this place on accident? It’s a chain. One of six owned by the same man, a big shot who lives in a three point two million pound house in Kent. And it’s the least profitable of the six. You burn this place down and the owner gets a nice, fat insurance payoff for it. The barista’s been pulling doubles because she’s the only employee willing to work weekdays, she’s one bad shift away from a complete breakdown, so even if she doesn’t get injured on the job she still gets paid while the place is closed and has a chance to rest. The man closest to the door is at the lowest point he’s ever been. The woman over there hasn’t worked in three months and is about to be evicted. The couple in the back is on the verge of a breakup, and the person at the counter has been in the same nothing position at the same nothing company going nowhere fast for the last ten years. Your god won’t give a damn about any of this if you try to give it to him as an offering.” Martin took a quick breath, hoping it would look like he was stopping for air and not like he was trying to figure out where the fuck that had come from. “And killing me won’t do you any good, either. Gerard Keay calls me brother. So unless you want to find out what one of Terminus’ agents can do to you—and I think they’re the only ones beside the Hunt who might be able to do something to you—I suggest you chill.”

Jude growled. “That’s not funny.”

“I know.” Martin stared her down like he had nothing to lose. “So, do we have a truce?”

There was a long moment of silence, during which Martin could hear the liquid in Jude’s cup—and his own—start to boil. Finally, she growled, “Fine. Ask your questions.”

Martin set down his coffee. Thermodynamics meant it would probably cool down eventually, but laws of nature meant very little around the Fourteen, so he wasn’t going to risk it right now. “Did you burn down a section of Gwydir Forest last year?”

“Not alone, but yes.” Jude’s smirk returned, seemingly involuntarily. “You should have seen how devastated they were, such a loss.”

“I’ll bet. Why?”

Jude recoiled. “Stop that!” she snarled, although Martin wasn’t entirely sure what he’d done. “And it was because Nikola Orsinov asked us to. She was done with the place, and we’re always happy to help…when that help is destroying something someone loves.”

Martin knew that didn’t just involve places. Or people. “And of course you know exactly what that feels like.”

“I told you to leave her out of this.”

“Did I say a name? Did I say anyone’s name. I just said you know what that feels like.” Martin matched Jude’s glare with one of his own. “You don’t get as deep into this as you are without sacrificing something. Or having it taken from you. And really, if you thought It would let you keep anything you loved more than it, you’re even stupider than I thought.”

“That’s pretty rich coming from you,” Jude said.

“Yeah, I know, I’m an idiot, I walked right into your cunning trap, I work for the weakest and most powerless of the Fears, blah blah blah. Tell me something I haven’t heard a million times.” Martin threw up his hands, slightly exasperated. “Fine, whatever. I’m completely at your mercy. If you’re going to kill me, just…kill me already. Nobody actually knows where I am, and you’ve got—” He glanced at the clock on the wall. “Forty-seven minutes before anyone even starts worrying about where I am. If it’s so easy, and you’re just going to waste my time, just kill me.”

Jude actually looked impressed. Or maybe just pleased. “Now you’re starting to sound like an Archivist.”

“Which I’m not.”

She ignored him. “And now I’m obviously not going to kill you.”

Martin snorted. “Why, because I’m getting on your level?”

“Please.” Jude matched his snort with her own. “Consider it a favor.”

“Thanks,” Martin muttered.

“Not for you. For Elias.”

It was still warmer in the coffee shop—or at least this part of it—than it had any right to be, so the chill that ran down Martin’s spine probably wasn’t weather-related. “Why?”

“Rumor has it he killed Gertrude Robinson,” Jude said. “If so, I feel like I owe him. And he clearly wants you—excuse me, the new Archivist—alive, so…” She said that with a sneer.

Martin was about to ask, exasperated, why she seemed so convinced he was the Archivist, but then he stopped himself. If she believed it…it might keep Jon safe a little longer. At least from the Desolation. “Well…he did. Kill her, I mean.” He pursed his lips. “And I know she stopped your lot from bringing the Desolation through…but there’s more to it than that, isn’t there? Why did you—”

He broke off with a slight yelp as she half-leaned, half-lunged across the table, her finger hovering near enough to his mouth that if he’d had facial hair, it would have singed off. “Try to compel me again, and I’ll burn it out of your mouth.”

Shit. Had Martin…? No. No, that wasn’t his power, that—he couldn’t do that. Could he? It was suddenly hard for him to catch his breath, and he leaned back, feeling slightly dizzy as several recent events took on new context.

Jude, evidently satisfied, sat back and smiled cruelly. “Now you’re scared. Now you’re getting it. There’s no safety sitting on the sidelines watching. The audience is only safe when the story isn’t about them.”

“Look, I don’t know who you think I am, but I’ve probably been involved in this at least as long as you have,” Martin said, forcing himself back to reality. “Maybe longer. So thanks, but no thanks for the advice. All I wanted to know was why you were allying yourself with the Stranger, and what you knew about their plans, but if it was just an excuse for you to burn something, this has been a waste of time.” He started to push back from the table. “Enjoy your coffee.”

Jude narrowed her eyes at him, seeming to calculate, then said suddenly, “Wait.”

Martin paused, half in and half out of his seat. “What?”

“Well. If you’re really keen to get information from people who want to kill you, I might know someone. We’re not on great terms, he’s closer to your lot than mine, but I know where he…exists.”

Slowly, Martin sat back down. A lead was a lead, and if it was a he, that narrowed it down a bit. Exists, though, definitely meant it was an avatar of some kind, so he’d have to be careful. “Who…what is he?”

“Calls himself Mike.”

Martin stared at Jude. “Mike. Not the Distortion?”

“The what? Don’t think so.” Jude shrugged. “Pale, weird, got a big scar. Smells of, um…” She gestured vaguely.

And there was that dread creeping down his spine again. “Ozone?”

“Yeah, that’s the one. Hangs around with the Fairchilds sometimes.”

“Mike Crew.” They’d come across his name twice; Martin should have known they’d eventually cross paths with him.

Jude nodded once. “That’s him. I know where you can find him.”

“Mm-hm. And what do you want in exchange for that information?”

“Maybe I’m just a nice person.”

“Maybe I’m not actually as stupid as I look.” Martin crossed his arms over his chest and met her gaze as unflinchingly as he could. “How about this? You give me that information, and nobody from the Institute will ever bother you again. Better yet, you give me that information, and the minute I’m back in the Institute, I’ll burn Jack Baranabas’ statement. Paper, tape, and all. She won’t be one of our little stories any longer.”

Jude stared at him for a long moment, then nodded. “Deal.”

She held out her hand.

Martin knew he could probably, with a little effort, force her to give him the information. Doing so would bind him more to the Eye, but he could do it and ask Jon—and the others—for their forgiveness later. He could also walk away without it, turn the name over to the others, and try to figure a location out that way.

But he wouldn’t.

“Two seconds,” he said.

“Five,” Jude countered.

“Three. Take it or leave it.”

Jude snarled. “Fine.”

As he reached over to seal the bargain, Martin was extremely thankful that he was left-handed.

#ollie writes fanfic #tma fanfic #to find promise of peace (and the solace of rest) #martin blackwood #tim stoker #jude perry #Slight misuse of Beholding powers #mention of addiction #lying #threats #fire #burns

[ask-sebastian]

I’m in winter here on Brazil…

I’m having classes…

I hate it…

So here’s a music:

I want vacationnnnnn

I must admit to feeling envious that it is winter where you live. It is absolutely boiling here (by our standards anyway), and I am quite over it. I would not mind a little winter!

I am sorry to hear you are not happy with your studies. I can empathise with how it feels to reach your limits and the need to let out the frustration. That is how I often find myself in the Forbidden Forest.

I hope that you get a break soon, and thank you for the music. I love Last Friday Night. It actually reminds me a very specific time in my life, so I will share a favourite of mine from that era.

#ask sebastian #sebastian's musical owls #sophie-cullen #sebastian speaks #last friday night - katy perry #heart skips a beat - olly murs

[fyeahcindie]

A few covers for a Sunday...

First up, in-demand violinist 盧思蒨 SzuChien Lu aka 老盧 with a quickie metal cover, arranged by her and mixed by 李詠恩 Joshua Lee (*fr. Hello Nico - no activity from them in 2 years, I wonder what’s going on...?)

Next, a sweet rendition of a tune by Ollie MN; this is LANDOKMAI, a clip posted years ago:

Finally, another Thai singer with a western-pop cover; this is tuayp (aka Chayata Sripanich) w/ Passiomidi on piano, covering Katy Perry:

Bonus clip - tuayp with her acoustic version of the same Ollie MN song:

#盧思蒨 SzuChien Lu aka 老盧 #ʟᴜ sᴢᴜ-ᴄʜɪᴇɴ 盧思蒨 #LANDOKMAI (ลานดอกไม้) #tuayp #Passiomidi #katy perry #cover #Ollie MN #Chayata Sripanich #AC/DC #thailand #taiwan

[ollywears]

Olly Alexander wearing a Raf Simons x Fred Perry vest in a TikTok video (January 27, 2023).

#Olly Alexander #Years & Years #Years and Years #style #it's a sin #Sweet Talker #Night Call #Sooner or Later #starstruck #crave #hallucination #100% Pure Love #vest #gilet #Raf Simons #fred perry #Raf Simons x Fred Perry #TiKToK

[lepmldraws]

Kamek wasn't available this weekend.

(Olly: The couch already dried. When will you get off the floor?)

Btw, I'm taking traditional art commission. If you're interested DM me or see my Ko-Fi.

The money itself isn't necessary. rn i just wanted to meet PayPal's sales quota.

#traditional art #king olly #pmtok olly #luigi's little den #perry the parasol #bowser jr #lld

[passive-poet]

spotify please explain why Part Of Me by Katy Perry is in my Angry Mix?

#ollie originals #spotify #katy perry

[meeshnut]

yo im crying about animals and you know that means im nearing the end of my cycle

#ollie's 8th birthday was perry themed #and i cried #then i saw a art in memory of laika #and i also cried

[floralcrematorium]

2010s Nostalgia || Hetalia Edition

Hetalia Youtube Nostalgia Playlist | 117 songs | 7hr 5min

• Hey Na Na - Katie Herzig • Viva La Vida - Coldplay • Rasputin - Boney M. • Glad You Came - The Wanted • Hot Mess - Cobra Starship • Counting Stars - OneRepublic • Fireflies - Owl City • Bombshell Blonde - The Jagged Edges • Do Better - Say Anything • Welcome To The Show - Britt Nicole • Dance With The Devil - Breaking Benjamin • Survive - Sick Puppies • Life is Beautiful - Sixx:A.M. • Fairytale - Alexander Rybak • Everybody Loves Me - One Republic • Don't Mess With Me - temposhark • Mimimi - SEREBRO • I Like It Loud - Cash Cash • I Just Wanna Run - The Downtown Fiction • I'm ALIVE! - Becca • Lovestruck - Breathe Electric • I Like To Dance - Hot Chelle Rae • Haven't Had Enough - Marianas Trench • Kiss Me Thru The Phone - Soulja Boy, Sammie • Hard out Here - Lily Allen • Runaway Baby - Bruno Mars • I Don't Care - Fall Out Boy • Airplanes - B.o.B., Hayley Williams • Rock Star - Prima J • This Is War - Thirty Seconds To Mars • Hey Brother - Avicii • Cinderella - Tata Young • Centuries - Fall Out Boy • Déjà Vu - 3OH!3 • Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy Me - Lene Alexandra • Miss Jackson - Panic! At The Disco, LOLO • The Ballad of Mona Lisa - Panic! At The Disco • Europe's Skies - Alexander Rybak • Bad Apple!! - RichaadEB, Cristina Vee • Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off - Panic! At The Disco • Let's Kill Tonight - Panic! At The Disco • Hurricane - Panic! At The Disco • Casual Affair - Panic! At The Disco • Never Close Our Eyes - Adam Lambert • Playing With Fire - Ovi, Paula Seling • Angel With A Shotgun - The Cab • Nicotine - Panic! At The Disco • Killer - The Ready Set • How to Be a Heartbreaker - MARINA • This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race - Fall Out Boy • Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) - My Chemical Romance • Troublemaker - Olly Murs, Flo Rida • Good Girls Go Bad - Cobra Starship, Leighton Meester • I Can't Decide - Scissor Sisters • One Woman Army - Porcelain Black • How To Start A War - Simon Curtis • Maps - Maroon 5 • Do Better - Say Anything • STARSTRUKK - 3OH!3 • Remember Everything - Five Finger Death Punch • The Diary of Jane - Breaking Benjamin • Seven Nation Army - The White Stripes • When You're Evil - Aurelio Voltaire • Canadian, Please - Julia Bentley, Gunnarolla • Sarah Smiles - Panic! At The Disco • Take Me to Church - Hozier • Viking Death March - Billy Talent • Headstrong - Trapt • Semi-Charmed Life - Third Eye Blind • Don't Believe A Word - Third Eye Blind • Warriors - Imagine Dragons • iNSaNiTY - CircusP • Paralyzer - Finger Eleven • I'm Awesome - Spose • 24 - Jem • Clarity - Zedd, Foxes • Hall of Fame - The Script, will.i.am • The Is Gospel - Panic! At The Disco • Immortals - Fall Out Boy • Rather Be - Clean Bandit, Jess Glynne • Wake Me Up - Avicii • a thousand years - Christina Perri • Just Like Fire - P!nk • Safe & Sound - Taylor Swift, The Civil Wars • Safe And Sound - Capital Cities • Everybody Wants To Rule The World - Lorde • Demons - Imagine Dragons • DNA - Little Mix • Remember The Name - Fort Minor, Styles of Beyond • Victorious - Panic! At The Disco • 右肩の蝶 (Butterfly On Your Right Shoulder) - Kagamine Rin/Len • We Are One (Ole Ole) - Pitbull, Jennifer Lopez, Claudia Leitte • Hero - Skillet • Maraca - Mohombi • The Phoenix - Fall Out Boy • DONTTRUSTME - 3OH!3 • Teenage Dream - Katy Perry • SING - My Chemical Romance • Good Time - Owl City, Carly Rae Jepsen • White Rabbit - Egypt Central • Not Gonna Die - Skillet • The Kill - Thirty Seconds To Mars • We No Speak Americano - Yolanda Be Cool, DCup • Nobody's Listening - Linkin Park • Disco Pogo - Die Atzen • German Sparkle Party - The Something Experience • Dirty Little Secret - The All-American Rejects • I Could Be The One - Avicii, Nicky Romero • Can't Hold Us - Macklemore & Ryan Lewis • Still Into You - Paramore • Primadonna - MARINA • Pompeii - Bastille • 恋愛サーキュレーション (Renai Circulation) - 物語シリーズ • Awake And Alive - Skillet • Monster - Skillet • Poker Face - Lady Gaga • Falling Inside The Black - Skillet

#i want to personally apologize for the sheer amount of PATD songs there are here #shoutout to the xDayDreamersStudiox “I Don't Care” amv SPECIFICALLY #or the I Don't Care nightcore video with the BFT as the background image #anyway i'm sorry if there are any repeats #this playlist is likely to be updated from time to time as i remember more songs #some of these are really niche and some are personal additions but i hope y'all who were there for the days of imovie AMVs will remember #some of these #aaaaanyway hetalia youtube LOOOOOOOOOVED fob's “Save Rock And Roll” album when it came out #and “American Beauty/American Psycho” #same with panic's “Too Weird To Live/Too Rare To Die” and “Death of a Bachelor” #hetalia #hetalia playlist #hetalia music #hetalia world series #floralcrematorium music #hws #ヘタリア #Spotify

[teafourbirds]

Just Ollie Queen, singing the classics no matter the situation.

Smashing medieval alien monarchies:

Green Lantern (1960) #92

Perry Como and The Fontane Sisters - Hoop-Dee-Doo (1950)

Serving some time in jail:

World's Finest Comics #275

Nobody Knows the Trouble I've Seen - African-American spiritual dating back to the early 1800s, but here is Louis Armstrong in 1962:

Burying the hatchet (at least temporarily) with an antagonistic teammate:

Justice League (1960) #145

The Happiness Boys - Show Me the Way to Go Home (1925ish)

Stranded and making his way home via dogsled:

Green Arrow (1988) #8

Alaska's Hobo Jim - The Iditarod Trail Song (1982). This one would have been quite modern at the time!

Overcome by the musical he and Dinah just saw together:

Green Arrow (1988) #57

Gene Kelly - Singin' in the Rain (1952)

#one of my favorite bits of ollie characterization #just unabashedly breaking into song whenever the mood strikes #he is obviously all about the oldies but i maintain that the presence of hobo jim supports that he also likes folk protest #oliver queen #superhero musical tastes #i have spent so much time thinking about the various musical preferences of different dc characters #ollie queen #thematic complication #green arrow

[captainlondonman]

The Making of a Skin

Olly had been flipping thro’ the dating apps recently and most of the guys he had teamed up were boring. Ok for a quick sex session but once he had cum he was ready to get back. Grindr was fine but he felt he was getting nowhere with any real excitement. One of his hook ups had suggested a new App which the guy had said he had looked at but the guys all looked a bit rough and not for him. Olly made sure he got the App name before leaving. The fuck had been lousy so no wonder the bloke was not interested in anything different.

Might as well give it a try. He was feeling a bit horny and in need of something different so he opened the App, subscribed and started flicking through.

 Shit the guy was right, there was a lot of leather and rubber with bulky guys, most seemed to smoke cigars and have walrus whiskers. Not for me, Olly said. He was about to flick again when a guy caught his notice. It was just the face but he had a shaved head, clean shaven and looked mean. Nothing about him but he lived nearby. Olly pressed the button and immediately had a response.

‘You up for it?’

‘Yup’ Olly replied

‘You lookin’ for sumthing different?’

‘Yup’

‘OK M8 get yourself around’

The guy sent his address

‘Get round now, got it?’

 Olly liked the way the guy sounded demanding. This should be different he thought, rubbing his crotch and feeling his bulge grow.

Olly took only ten minutes to get to the address, a council block of flats in an area he would normally not go to. Thankfully there seemed no one around and anyway he made sure to park his car away. The guy had told him which block and to press 18. Olly did as told and heard a rough voice saying

‘2nd floor you can walk up. Lift off’

Not sure what to expect Olly walked up the two flights and saw that one of the two doors were open.

‘Hullo’, he shouted meekly

‘Come in and shut the door mate’

 Standing in the hall was not just a guy with a shaved head but a Skin, in 20 hole black DMs with yellow socks, bleachers, yellow braces and a Black Fred Perry shirt. He had been working out and showed bulging muscles which were covered in tattoos.

‘Never seen a fucking Skin before? You saw my face so you should have it worked out. So now’s you’re here better have lager. I fucking need one and a  Marlbro. He went into the kitchen and came back with an open can and handed it to Olly.

‘Come in and sit down’.

‘I don’t usually drink lager’, Olly said

Skin muttered, ‘well that’s about to fucking change.’

‘Sorry what did you say?’

‘Nuthin’

‘Want a fag mate?’

‘No I don’t smoke’

‘Fuck, you soon will’, Skin muttered

‘Well drink up mate. So what’s you wantin’. Looking for some quick sex and then off is that it?’

‘I saw your photo and it looked interesting’

‘Interesting? What the fuck does that mean.’

‘Dunno know just that’

‘Well drink up mate and make the most of yer lager.’

 Not sure what to do Olly quickly drank his can. Feeling a bit scared he took in the Skin sitting opposite with his legs apart his booted feet firmly on the floor and he could see a good sized bulge in his bleachers. Scared or not Olly could feel his cock starting to stiffen Suddenly he could feel himself becoming drowsy, his vision becoming blurred and all he wanted to do was sleep.

‘Sooory I’m feeling a bit tired, perhaps I’d better go home’, that was all he said before he slumped back on the chair, letting his empty can drop to the floor.

  Olly felt cold, he could not move and something was around his face. He needed time to think. Where was he? As his vision came back he realised that he was stark naked and in a bath, his ankles were roped together and his hands were tied behind his back. Something leather was strapped around his head and in the centre was a leather ball inside his mouth . he could not speak and almost felt like choking. He started to panic.

Suddenly he heard

‘Stop being such a fucking baby and man up.’ The Skin leant over Olly and spat a huge gob between his eyes and then taking his hand rubbed it all over his face taking a lump of spit and forcing his finger around the leather ball gag

The Skin was standing in front of him, legs apart with a can of lager in one hand and a cigarette in the other.

‘Time to get going Boi’

With that he bent over Olly drawing in the smoke and blowing out into his face. Olly wanted to cough but the leather ball prevented him..

‘Fucking inhale dumb boy’

Skin continued blowing the smoke into Olly’s face until Olly had to take in the smell and fumes.

‘That’s it Boi, you soon luv it’

Once he stubbed out the ciggie, he opened the can and with his other hand undid the gag.

‘No fucking noise from you boy’

And with that he grabbed Olly’s hair, pushed his head back and started pouring the lager down his throat.

‘Fuckin swallow Boi.’

Olly gurgled and started to swallow mouthful after mouthful until the can was empty.

‘I need to pee, please’ he murmured

‘Why do you think you’re in the fucking bath. Go on let me see ya piss’.

Without waiting Olly peed himself, his piss running down the bath

‘Tell you what Boi, I need to piss myself as well.’

Skin unbuttoned his bleachers and yanked out his meaty cock.

‘Take this Boi ‘,and with that sprayed a river of piss over Olly

He lit up another ciggie and started over blowing the smoke straight into Olly’s face.

‘Fucking inhale boi. Let me see you cause youll be smoking yerself soon.’

Once he had finished he took the shower hose and washed down Olly and all the piss in cold water.

‘There you are Boi,’ he said putting the gag back in.

‘Every hour I’ll be back and you’ll get a lager and ciggie smoke. Got it?’

Throughout the day Skin came back with another can and rammed the lager down Olly;’s throat. By the end of the day he almost looked forwards to the taste of the lager as well as the way he was forced to swallow. Even when the smoke was blown into his face he found himself inhaling more and more. When the last can was given he asked

‘Can I have my own cigarette please?’

‘Look Boi, forget all this bloody poncy language. It’s a fucking ciggie got I and I want to hear the word Fuck being used all the time got it?’

‘All that fuckin lager sure make you piss yerself judging by that stream Boi. Makes me want to piss.’ Again he undid his buttons and pulled out his cock . This time he grabbed Ollys head and pulled off the gag

‘Time to drink something else Boi.’

Skin leaned over the bath and with his cocked aimed directly into Olly’s mouth. ‘Ive been fucking drinking all day mate so there plenty coming and your takin it all.’

With that he let out a heavy stream of piss into Olly’s mouth who was unable to take all as it started running down his face.

Seeing Skin’s cock right in front of his face and tasting the acid piss started making him happy, and he could feel his cock lengthening.

‘Christ Boi, yer luving this. Look at yer fuckin cock. Not a bad size Boi. That’s what I wanna see. This is just the start. Boi I’ll make a skin man out of you yet.

Skin buttoned himself up and went out coming back with electric clippers, shaving foam and a razor.

‘Time to get rid of all that fuckin hair Boi. No bloke of mine has hair. Yer best shaved. Be a man, a skin man’

With that Skin set to work and within the hour he had flushed all Olly’s hair down the bath and in place was a gleaming scalp.

‘That’s a fucking great head you’ve got now. Makes you look so much better You can stay tied up tonight and we’ll see what tomorrow brings. But you deserve a treat eh’

He undid the gag briefly and poured another can of lager down Oll’s throat and then lit up a cigarette.

‘Time for your first proper one Boi. I’ll hold and you puff. I wanna see you fucking inhale big time got it?’

Olly by now  was desperate for his fag and knew instinctively how to inhale. There was no coughing after all the smoke he had taken in during the day. He took in puff after puff emitting cloud of smoke.

‘Well done Boi, yer on yer way.

I’ll see you later OK?’

After an hour Olly heard the front door bell ring and heard Skin exchange a few words with another male voice.

The door opened and in walked The Skin with a replica but the guy had a rubber T shirt on , Fred Perry style. His arms and head were covered in tattoos. Olly could hardly make out all the patterns but he was able to note the St George’s flag, a skull, a clenched fist with centre finger upright, the Nazi emblem and writing that looked vaguely German. He was all muscle, his rubber T shirt tight against his 6 pack but it wasn’t just the T shirt that was tight. His bleachers showed what looked liked a truncheon down one side, thick and semi hard.

‘So this is yer Boi? Not bad. What do you want done?’ he said opening his bag

‘We’ll start light mate. Gie him an Iron Cross on his shoulder, then S-K-I-N across both knuckles and on the back of his neck in big letters F-U-C-K. Let’s get to work.’

 Olly suddenly realised what was about to happen and started to struggle in his bondage.

 ‘Stop fucking moving Boi,’ he growled and then took his hand and slapped Olly hard across the face. ‘Much more of that and I’ll have your whole fucking body covered.’

Again Olly struggled.

‘Take that you fucking wimp,’ again his hand smacked the side of Olly’s face.

Shit it stung. Olly decided it was best to stay quiet.

The Skin undid the ties and hauled Olly out of the bath, taking his hand across Olly’s arse. ‘Any moaning and moving from you Boi and I’ll take my paddle across that bum of yours’

 Olly sat on the chair obediently and the Tat man took out his tools and started his work. Olly bit into his gag to stop any moaning. The guy started on his neck and then took his hands and on each one formed SKIn on each. Finally as he started on the shoulder The Tat man was standing in front of him close to his body and he could feel the guys bleachers rubbing against him. Not just his bleachers but he could feel the outline of his cock and as it lightly rubbed against so he could feel it lengthening. It did feel like a truncheon. Olly started to move  his arm into towards the dick so the guy knew and clearly he was loving it.

The Skin saw

‘What the fuck is going on with the two of you. Boi that dick of yours is suddenly fucking hard. You enjoying yer tats?’

The Tat man turned round to face The Skin.

‘I think its my fucking dick he likes.’

‘Shit man, you getting turned on doing my Boi. Christ that’s some bit of meat you got there,’ he said starting to rub his own crotch ‘Think its time we had a bit of action and see how Boi performs eh?’

The Skin put his hand out and slid it down the length of the Tat man’s cock then took a hard clench, rubbing his own cock at the same time.

‘Fuck that’s a real dick man. I thought mine was big but shit that’s huge. Time you got that out’

Both skins opened their flies and forced out their cocks, both rock hard and both standing in front of Ollys face. The Skin had a good 8 incher with a gleaming head already showing some precum, but the Tat man must have had 10 inches and thick. Olly could not believe having two dicks belonging to Skins like this right in front of his face

‘He’s my Boi so I’ll go first and then he can take you after his throat’s widened’

 The Skin put both hands around Olly’s head and guided him to his cock. As he did so Tat man spat a gob onto his cock and started sliding his hands slowly up and down his shaft.

‘Fucking open wide Boi you’re taking all my cock right down the back of yer fucking throat ‘

Olly choked as The Skins cock was forced into his mouth.

‘Fuckin breathe properly so you can take this. Just remember yer next cock is even bigger’

With his hands around Olly’s head he started ramming his cock deeper and deeper into Olly’s mouth. Olly let more and more spit onto the shaft to make it easier.

‘That’s it Boi you’ve got the hang. Take it’

This is what Olly wanted, skin prick. He didn’t need The Skin to force his head he was doing it because he wanted. Now he wanted the bigger cock in his mouth

‘I’ll fucking come in a minute. You’re bloody great Boi,’ he said taking his dick out ‘let me see you take his dick in yer mouth’

The Tat man moved in. I can see you’re going to love this Boi. Shit you’re a real sucker.

He also put his hands around Olly’s neck and directed his cock but knowing the size was gentle allowing Olly to open his mouth wide enough to take the diameter.

Taking the cock more slowly turned the Tat man on, even more feeling Olly’s throat expand to take it all. OIly wanted every inch of his dick and slurped down the shaft and as the Tat man clenched his arse feeling his cock throbbing so the skin put his hand between his crack and started rubbing his cheeks.

‘Christ that arse of yours is loving the face fuck mate.  One day I’d love to give you a real fuck. Shit you’ve a mighty pair of cheeks.’

The Skin was now even more horny and worked up, wanking and watching Tat’s mans cock inch down more and more while rubbing the arse.

‘Fucking great eh. Right Boi time for your first load of cum. Grab your own dick and we’ll all come together right’

Olly already had his hand around his cock. He was ready to explode after two cocks in his mouth.

‘Don’t know about you mate but this Boi has me ready to fill his mouth with my cum.’

‘Fuck I’m ready when you are,’ the Skin said as he was now wanking hard.

‘You ready Boi. Lets go’

With that all three erupted their load of cum. The Skin spurted his load over Boi’s face as the Tat man let rip down the back of Olly’s throat, so much it was oozing out of his mouth and down his chin. Olly exploded his pent up cum all over the floor. It was like a fucking avalanche of cum from all three.

‘Fucking hell man, next time I do a tat I’ll bloody well make sure I rub me dick against the bloke. Not sure they’ll give such a great blowjob. Well done Boi.’.

The Tat man stuffed his cock back down his bleachers allowing some of the left over cum to drip through his bleachers.

‘Might as well let the blokes see what I’ve been doing eh?’

He picked up his tools to go

‘When he’s ready for the next set of tats let me know. I’ll be back like a bloody shot and I’ll want a blowjob before and after I do them.’

After he went out The Skin said

‘Well done Boi, you sure took the full length of his dick. Never thought you’d get that monster down yer throat. Sure made me so fucking horny. Here’s a can for you. You deserve it.’

‘Can I have a cigarette as well.’

‘Can I have a cigarette as well,’ he mimicked. ‘You can have a fucking ciggie when you ask. I wanna hear skin talk from now on or else I’ll bloody well slap you again, got it?’

‘Can I have a fucking ciggie mate?’

‘That’s better and glad you now know ciggies are for us skins.’

Olly drew on his fag savouring every long puff

‘Right next stage Boi, need to get you dressed, get next door I have everything laid out for you.’

Laid out neatly was a MA 1 green jacket, a Fred Perry T shirt white with black stripes at the collar, black braces, bleachers long white socks and black 20 hole DMs with white laces.

‘Time to get yer gear on, you need to look like a fucking skin but first come here. Olly stood in front of the Skin who put a thick metal linked chain around his neck and secured the padlock.

‘Know what that’s for?’

‘Fucking no’

‘It tells everyone you’re mine and only I can unlock you. Looks good on you and better when you have my gear on you. Its my gear so you are definitely mine , all mine.’

 Olly could not believe his luck. All this gear was for him to wear and better still it belonged to his master As he lifted up the T shirt, Skin said

‘That’s right smell it first. Yup its me you smell so you’ve my smell against your body.’

Next he put on the bleachers. They were tight but the right size and he could feel his cock start to swell as he forced his dick down one side. He put it down the same side at The Skin as he could see piss marks

‘Thought this would fucking turn you on Boi. Any skin gets off when he’s in full gear’

The Skin picked up the socks and rammed them into Olly’s face.

That’s it, smell these stinking socks,’ as he rubbed them across his mouth. ‘Not washed for months Boi.’

They were rancid but Olly was getting off on them, his cock getting bigger

He put the socks on and then the boots. Instinctively he knew how to lace them, then the braces which he let hang down at the back and finally the bomber jacket.

‘Shit Boi you look fucking great. I made the right choice with you. How do you feel?’

‘Just look at me fuckin big cock. Fucking right, Skin.’

‘That’s me boy. You talk skin now, that’s because you are one. There’s a mirror over there. Take a look.’

Olly could not believe it, gone was that pussy boy. He was looking at a skin, a mean skin and shit that cock of his had never looked bigger stretching down his bleacher leg.

‘I need a fucking ciggie looking  at me.’

‘You can have one as we go out. Now’s the final bit’

Take this and follow me.

He handed Olly a baseball bat and pushed him out the door. As they stepped out into the street they both lit up. People started moving aside as they walked up the road several people looking at Olly’s large crotch. He could not keep his erection down. He felt brill.

‘What you’s fucking looking at.’ He shouted at people ‘Never seen a hard skin before.’ As he waved the bat towards them.

The Skin smiled. ‘Yup he’s my Boi.’

They stubbed out their ciggies and turned into a deserted warehouse. The Skin found an unlocked door and shoved it open letting both of them in.

‘Right Boi this is all yours. Do what you want.’

Something triggered in Olly’s head and he knew what he wanted to do. His cock was rammed hard, he knew he looked a tough skin, being so horny had made him feel full of skin aggro.

‘Oi Oi I’m a fucking skin, no one gets in my way or else they’re meat.’ and with that he took the bat and swung it breaking up everything in sight screaming

‘Fuck the lot of them Fuck, Fuck. Life is for us skins, we rule no one gets in a skin s way.’ Glass was smashed, boxes broken as he wielded the bat.

The Skin watched feeling more and more horny watching his Boi.

‘Shit me’s cock ready for that arse of his, Im so fucking ready to unload in him.’ His cock was rigid down his bleachers and he could not keep it contained any longer, lifting its full length out to show a gleaming head with precum.

Olly was loving the damage he was making and his cock was as hard getting off on the aggro and anger. A damp patch was appearing on his bleachers exactly where is cock head was

‘Get the fuck over here Boi, im waiting’

That was a command thought Olly and seeing the Skin’s thick erect dick he knew what was going to happen and he was gagging for it.

He put down the bat and walked over, the Skin grabbing him and putting his right arm firmly around Olly’s Neck

Suddenly Olly felt a zip goung down at his arse.

‘Fuck mate you’ve got a rear zip on me bleachers.’

‘They’re my bleachers and yes how do you think I’m going to fuck you in your gear. Now shove that arse of your out towards me.’

The Skin dropped a large gob of spit onto his dick and rubbed it down the shaft. Need to give a bit of lube so you can take my full length Boi’

With his left hand he guided his cock into Olly’s arse. Olly could feel his crack being opened and his hole being forced to take the prick. As soon as he felt the head he started moving his arse back into Skin to take the length.

‘That it mate, I fucking ready for your dick so start fucking me’

‘Don’t fucking worry Boi I will. Get you own dick out, I wanna see you shoot as my cum goes up yer bum.’

‘Eh you’re a fucking skin now being fucked by another skin  and you are all mine Boi. It’s what you want Boi isn’t it.’

‘Fucking right mate, go on ram that dick of yours up me let me have the full length. You’ve got a good one there Mate and I wanna feel all of it. Your gonna fuck me again and again after this. I’ll never get enough of it.’

‘That what I wanna hear Boi.’

The Skin was getting more and more horny hearing his Boi desperate for a shag and moved his cock in and out faster and faster.

The faster he fucked the more Olly was rubbing his own shaft. He wanted to shoot across the space with all his cum while feeling the rush of Skin’s cum up his arse.

‘This is the best fuck I’ve had in ages Boi, you are a real little sub needing my dick’

‘Get on with it I want to feel your spunk in me’

‘Shit it’s coming get ready Boi to spurt your cum’

The two skins were glued together is their full gear, fucking for all their worth.

‘I’m cumming Skin’ shouted

‘Me too’

With that both came, a shit load of spunk up Olly’s arse and another shit load spurting across the floor.

‘Jesus what a bloody fuck that was.’

Thanks mate for making me into a Skin. This is the fucking life.

[coffee-or-hot-cocoa]

Songs I listen to about Skittlescript’s Isekai’ed to the West and Triad au Playlist

hahaha lol checkout @skittlescripts’s isekai to the west au, here’s some songs that remind me of the au and some scenarios imagined would make the daydreams better, special thanks to the works of @semisolidmind, @rennsdeaddoves, @thesexydancingcrepe, @rainyriu, @ritzhasmonkeybrain and @theweepingegg

this is for the Sun WuKong and Six-Eared Macaque simps out there

problem - ariana grande - reader starting to have feelings for Sun Wukong

dear future husband - meghan trainor - reader saying what marriage be like

right there - ariana grande - how macaque feels in triad au

the guy that i'd kinda be into - be more chill the musical - reader describing the monkie she likes

bad romance - lady gaga - macaque’s feelings for reader in triad au

one last time - ariana grande - Wukong trying to understand his emotions

la on a saturday night - hearts & colors - macaque’s monologue song in triad au

a whole new world - aladdin - Wukong and reader just ridding his cloud to Flower Fruit mountain

symphony - clean bandit - Macaque when he finally accepts he’s inlove

rhythm of the tambourine - hunchback of notredame the musical - Triad au

made you look - meghan trainor - reader’s themesong in triad au

title - meghan trainor - Wukong in triad au trying to get a date

not fall in love with you - rwby soundtrack - works both for the Isekai and triad au

kiss the girl - the little mermaid - Sandy making sure his OTP is cannon

there's nothing holding me back - shawn mendes - triad au wukong in general 

stutter - mariana's trench - wukong’s 5 stages of grief about having a crush

troublemaker - olly murrs - wukong’s themesong

still into you - paramore - if Isekai to the west had a crossover with Triad au

millennium parade - belle - a reader song for triad au

light switch - charlie puth - wukong’s crush in triad au

i wanna be your slave - maneskin - wukong in a more hornii mood for reader

she's kinda hot - 5 seconds of summer - Isekai to the west chapter 3 song

teeth - 5 seconds of summer - triad au wukong’s song during a meeting

marry you - bruno mars - wukong trying to convince reader that they get married

paper rings - taylor swift - wukong finally getting a date with reader in triad au

teenage dirtbag - wheatus - macaque’s angst about having a crush on reader

my heart's a stereo - maroon 5 - Macaque starting to fall inlove in isekai au

hips don't lie - shakira - reader meets wukong for the first time in triad au

voodoo doll - 5 seconds of summer - wukong before he realises he likes reader

she looks so perfect - 5 seconds of summer - both monkey’s admiring reader

love me like you do - ellie goulding - wukong and reader in isekai

love me harder - ariana grande - reader’s feelings with wukong

girlfriend - avril lavinge - macaque's song when he’s jealous in isekai

everytime we touch - cascada - wukong simping for reader in triad au

teenage dream - katy perry - reader realising her crush in isekai au

ET - katy perry - reader and wukong’s relationship in a nutshell for isekai

lucky strike - maroon 5 - wukong vs macaque in isekai au

levitating - dua lipa - reader in isekai au

the story of the phantom - goosebumps the musical - macaque in isekai au

take me to church - hozier - wukong having a crush angst in isekai

can't hold us - macklemore - a sun wukong song in isekai

bad reputation - joan jett - how heaven feels about reader and wukong together

guy.exe - superfruit - reader describing her type of guy in triad au

super mario hyadain - wukong vs macaque for reader in isekai au

play with fire - sam tinnesz - macaque and reader first impressions

positions - ariana grande - wukong and reader relationship song in isekai au

34 + 35 - ariana grande - wukong and reader song in triad au

dinero - trinidad cardona - reader’s alter ego song in triad au

no roots - alice merton - isekai to the west in a nutshell

sway - micheal buble - triad wukong takes reader out dancing

helpless - hamilton - triad wukong being lovesick and lovey dovey, while MK witnesses his mentor being cringe

call me by your name - lil nas x - triad wukong themesong

dead girl walking - heathers - wukong and reader having some spicy fun just after wukong is banished by tripitaka

i wanna dance with somebody - whitney houston - reader during the triad au before having a relationship

fairytale - alexander rybak - reader angst on having feeling for wukong in isekai 

why don't you do right - who framed roger rabbit - triad wukong meets reader’s alter ego for the first time

La seine and i - a monster in paris - reader performing in triad au

blues in the night - queen tyr'ahnee cover - reader having feelings for triad wukong angst

the great pretender - the platters - reader’s emotional stability during isekai

boys - charlie xcx - reader thinking about wukong in isekai

you will be okay - helluva boss - reader’s song for ao lie and her kids in isekai

no matter what - book of life - reader choosing to be with wukong instead of going home in isekai

Someone you like - girl and the dreamcatcher - triad wukong pining for reader

Ang huling el bimbo - eraserheads - slow dancing in the kitchen in triad au

Something just like this - cold play - macaque pining for reader in triad

Love story of a certain bakeneko - vocaloid

Ahh, it’s a wonderful cat’s life - vocaloid

The wolf that fell inlove with little red ridding hood - rin and len kagamine

Magic mirror - rin and len kagamine

Dance with me tonight - olly murs - a date night song with macaque in triad 

La la dee - cody simpson - triad wukong describing his feelings for reader 

Perfect - ed sheeran - wukong’s feelings for reader near the end of the journey to the west

Shape of you - ed sheeran - triad wukong being a simp for his wife reader

Seniorita - camila cabello - triad wukong flirting with reader

My oh my - camila cabello - reader’s accepting her feelings for wukong in triad

Uwu - chevy - Wukong’s feelings when he realises he wants to be with reader in isekai au

Canterella - vocaloid - triad wukong and reader on a mission

Je t’aime - kelly sweet - wukong descrining his love for reader in isekai

You’ll be in my heart - tarzan - reader just being happy with her family

Strangers like me - tarzan - wukong being curious aboutreader’s life before the journey to the west

A million dreams - the greatest showman - wukong’s song when he marries reader in isekai

One kiss - descendants - wukong when reader because of magic shenannigans needs to wake-up with true loves kiss

Secret garden - undertale - flowerfell au fansong - triad wukong and reader angst

So she dances - josh groban - triad wukong describing reader to MK

Beautiful ghosts - taylor swift - macaque’s song about reader in isekai

Slow dance with you - adventure time - macaque’s song regarding his pinning for reader

Tightrope - the greatest showman - reader’s conflicting emotions about staying with wukong or going home

Thinking out loud - ed sheeran - wukong pining for reader in isekai

Work form home - fifth harmony - reader flirting with triad wukong

Criminal - britney spears - triad wukong and reader’s relationship in a nutshell

Do it for her - steven universe - triad wukong training isekai wukong to protect reader

Back to life - bumblebee movie - reader and wukong’s wedding song in isekai

I love you to much - book of life - macaque pinning for reader in isekai

Death of a bachelor - panic! At the disco - triad wukong pinning for reader

I’m in love with a monster - fifth harmony - triad reader tells isekai reader on her feelings for triad wukong

Black magic - little mix - reader is jealous that triad wukong is flirting to get info

Animals - maroon 5 - wukong being in heat and wants to mate with reader

I’m a lady - meghan trainor - the jttw crew finds out about reader being isekai’ed to help them

Who i am - the score - macaque introducing himself to the reader in isekai after kidnapping her

Rewrite the stars - the greatest showman - triad wukong and reader fall inlove 

Buwan - juan karlos - wukong serenading reader during their first date in isekai

Bad little boy - adventure time - reader and wukong’s dynamic

Monster - adventure time - Wukong angst about reader’s mortality in isekai

Hey soul sister - train - triad wukong being a simp while being cringe

Crush - tessa violet - reader pinning for triad wukong

Would you be so kind - dodie - reader pinning for wukong in isekai

I do adore - mindy gledhill - triad wukong and reader cuddling

Despair - leo - reader pinning for wukong and vice versa in isekai but angsting of it being unrequited

Save me - bruno martini - macaque and wukong paniking because their falling for reader in isekai au

Can’t sleep love - pentatonix - reader talking to sandy about her crush on wukong in isekai

Suki kirai - rin and len kagamine - reader being in denial about being inlove with triad wukong

Someday - disney’s zombies - wukong and reader in general for isekai

Boop - rwby soundtrack - wukong trying to show off and impress reader after he accepts that he loves her

Little miss perfect - owl house fandom - reader angst on wanting to focus on the journey to the west but the dilemma of falling inlove complicates things for her once the journey is done

Ordinary - owl house fandom - reader questioning wukong why he’s inlove with her in isekai au

One more night - maroon 5 - triad wukong wanting reader to stay longer in bed cuddling

You’re the one that i want - grease - triad macaque romantic feelings for reader

If i can’t i love her - beauty and the beast - wukong being in denial for being inlove with reader in isekai au

Evermore - beauty and the beast - wukong angst when reader is presented with the option of returning to her original home

Love like you - steven universe - wukong wondering why reader loves him in isekai

If i could tell her - dear evan hansen - triad macaque hiding his feelings for reader

Only us - dear evan hansen - set during the time wukong is banished from the journey to the west

Your text - sundial - triad wukong trying to get reader’s number

Glad you came - the wanted - triad Wukong meets reader for the first time

Castle on a hill - ed sheeran - wukong reminises his life before the journey to the west and meeting reader

I won’t say i’m in love - hercules -  reader being in denial about being inlove with wukong in isekai au

Circus - britney spears - another themesong for reader in triad au

love story - taylor swift - how wukong tells his kids on how he met their mother in isekai au

you belong with me - taylor swift - how triad macaque feels when he sees reader with triad wukong 

burn for you - bridgerton musical - wukong pining for reader, but not wanting to confess in isekai au

#lmk au #lmk x reader #lmk sun wukong #triad au #isekai'ed to the west #sun wukong x reader #lmk macaque #macaque x reader

[fairydares]

alright fellow Fairy Tail fans, thinking of finally actually coming up with a name for the Chendy (Chelia X Wendy) child in my fic. Hoping you can help me pick one because I can't decide.

Some background info is he's 7, learning Sky Dragon Slayer Magic like Wendy, and very shy and sweet, if that helps.

(This really ain't that serious and I might not even pick any of them but thought would be fun and maybe help me out a bit. feel free to add tags/additions/whatever with your personal opinions)

#fairy tail #chelia blendy #wendy marvell #chendy

[longwuzhere]

Some cool Easter eggs I caught watching My Adventures with Superman that I want to show to people so they can be in on it with comic book readers

Episode 1 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

Episode 2 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

Episode 3 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

Episode 4 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

Episode 5 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

Episode 6 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

Episode 7 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here and here

Episode 9 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

Episode 10 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

Apologies for the late posts, A LOT happened like Arleen Sorkin's passing and Kamen Rider Geats ending. So I needed to take a break, but I am back. SPOILERS if you havent seen episode 8 obviously.

We start things off with the captured villains letting out of their prison. We got Silver Banshee, Roundhouse, Heatwave, Livewire, and then eventually we seen Ivo/Parasite and Mist who luckily escaped and is trying to get his friend and sister back. I talked more about in their respective episodes so if you want to read up more about them click on their names.

Task Force X/Suicide Squad is known for exploding the heads of their prisoners teammates if they fuck up a mission (you might have seen it in the live action movies, animated movies, or even read the comics) and MAwS solution to not have it be so gory is to use shock collars.

Cut to Clark who developed super hearing and has not slept for a few days and is on caffeine so he can help the people of Metropolis. The idea of Superman 24/7 has been thrown around in the comics for a while usually saying no Clark deserves a break. He needs to be Clark and not Superman when he can get the chance. If you want to check out the comics that does it I recommend reading Superman #296 to 299 (1979), Who Took the Super out of Superman by writers,Cary Bates, Elliot S. Maggins, penciler, Curt Swan, inker, Bob Oskner, colorist, Carl Gafford, and letterer Ben Oda.

We see in the hologram projector/data sphere thing that Lois took from the League of Lois Lane's displaying Overman wrecking the city. I talked more about him here

We then see Perry asking Lois to help out with Vicki Vale who is asked to be a guest writer on the Daily Planet, we later see in the ep that she's got ulterior motives for this. I talked a bit about her here. In the comics Vicki is usually a journalist for the Gotham Gazette and is sometimes in a relationship with Bruce Wayne. Her comic counterpart is usually very ethical when it comes to journalism much like Lois Lane, but here in MAwS, she's very conniving. Never meet your heroes sometimes I guess, huh MAwS Lois?

Lois talks about the things Vicki wrote for the Gazette and name drops Queen Industries. If you know your DC universe, that is the last name of Oliver Queen aka Green Arrow.

Oliver Queen and Roy Harper aka Speedy, make their first appearance in More Fun Comics #73 (1941) co-created by Mort Weisinger and George Papp who did the panel here. Robin Hood was an obvious inspiration for Oliver in terms of design but also his ethics in a sense. Despite the wealth, Oliver would be left wing and fight for the people arguably more so than Bruce Wayne. You can see in the panel that Oliver doesn't have his signature goatee you'll see that happen later when Neal Adams pencils Ollie in the Brave and the Bold #85 (1969)

who also redesigned Ollies costume too. Check out Green Lantern/Green Arrow series to see Oliver's liberal stances on what was going on in the world in the early 1980s. Nowadays, Oliver's been redesigned to to wear a hood instead of the Robin Hood cap, but he's still the left wing hero that we adore

Fantastic cover to the 80 years of Green Arrow hardcover book by Jim Lee, Scott Williams, and Alex Sinclair.

The Falcones get a mention as one of the stories Vicki Vale wrote about. The Falcones make their first appearance in Batman #405 (1987) created by Frank Miller and David Mazzucchelli in the Batman Year One storyline.

The man with the pipe in the second panel, by Frank Miller, David Mazzucchelli, Richmond Lewis, and Todd Klein, is the head of the head of the Falcones, Gotham's biggest mob family, Carmine "the Roman" Falcone. He and his family gets expanded explored in Batman: The Long Halloween. Both it and Batman Year One are fantastic reads, highly recommended.

The Gotham Gazette, and in a roundabout way, Gotham, gets a name drop from Perry White. The paper make its first appearance in Batman #4 (1940) and Vicki Vale is employed by them as the photojournalist.

Perry asks Lois and Jimmy to help Vicki out with a story about smearing Superman and they decide to interview people. First up is Captain Immonen who Clark saved in episode 3. The captain's last name is a reference to...

comic book artist, Stuart Immonen. He's worked on various Superman-related titles like Action Comics or the Adventures of Superman.

Probably the Superman book I enjoyed his work in, and highly recommend checking out for everyone who reads this is, Superman: Secret Identity (cover art here by Stuart Immonen) with writer Kurt Busiek about a teen who happens to be named Clark Kent in his world where there are no superheroes, only in the comic books, but somehow slowly develops powers on his own. Very cool non-canon story that is a fresh take on the Superman mythology.

The next interviewee I have to assume based on the credits at the end of the episode is, Mrs. Quietly who is a reference to...

comic book artist, Frank Quitely. You may know his name on the New X-Men with Grant Morrison, but in terms of Superman, he was the penciler for All-Star Superman (cover by Frank Quitely and Jamie Grant)...

the comic series that got an animated movie adaptation and will be the inspiration for the upcoming Superman: Legacy live action movie. The book has Superman dying thanks to Luthor and has Clark live out his final days saving the world and the future in a sense one last time. It's a great read! And speaking of Grant Morrison...

Grant Morrison got their reference through the name of a pawn shop in Metropolis.

Grant Morrison, fantastic writer, has worked on a lot of comics. As mentioned before Morrison worked with Frank Quitely on New X-Men but in terms of Superman, is best known for writing All-Star Superman with Quitely. Both have also worked on Batman and Robin together and equally great series if you want to see Dick Grayson as Batman try to wrangle in Damian Wayne as Robin.

We see Lex Luthor Alex here as the final interviewee who says Superman is a menace for ruining his job and destroyed the building he worked in. Will he lose his hair and go into business? I don't know, but when Alex gets a confirmed last name, most likely Luthor, I'll take more about him.

Later in the episode we seen screen names, LoriLemaris59 and Bibbo87 streaming videos of Superman getting his but handed to him by Task Force X. Both names are references to characters in the Superman comics.

Lori Lemaris first appeared in Superman #129 (1959) by Bill Finger, Wayne Boring, and Stan Kaye. She and Clark met in college where she posed as a wheelchair-using student and both took interest in each other, however when they're out on dates, Lori would cut the date short because of her mermaid nature. Clark tried to propose to her, but she turned him down because both are from two different worlds and it wouldn't work out. She also knew Clark was Superman because her people could read minds but she's totally cool with keeping it a secret for him. Jimmy, in MAwS, mentioned mermaids, but I did not want to point it out until we get a Lori Lemaris reference in and lo and behold it came true! The other name is a reference to Bibbo Bibbowski one of the supporting cast for Superman.

Bibbo Bibbowski makes his first appearance in the Adventures of Superman #428 (1987) by Marv Wolfman, Jerry Ordway, Tom Ziuko, and John Costanza. Superman arrives at the Ace O' Club's bar asking for information on Perry White's son, Jerry who was kidnapped. Bibbo, thinking Superman is just some guy in a costume punches Superman, gets his hand busted, and finds a new respect for him.

As mentioned before Task Force X is out to capture Superman as he and Mist try to save his sister and friend, but it turns out they are more than willing get revenge on Superman for their freedom. Even though in this universe they are Task Force X, a majority of the team is made up of Superman villains so in a sense you can make an argument that this is a Superman Revenge Squad. The first use of the team name is from the silver age, in Superman #94 (1961) where the squad was a group of aliens. The Superman villains teaming up together to get revenge on Superman first appeared in the Adventures of Superman #543 (1997). Parasite (Rudy Jones), who was part of that team, shares names with a Superman villain in MAwS here.

I think someone on the MAwS team is a fan of the X-Men arcade game cuz Livewire flies the same way Magneto does in that game.

Again very sorry for the delay in this, but if you made it this far down, be sure to check out my other posts about the easter eggs in My Adventures with Superman:

Episode 1 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

Episode 2 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

Episode 3 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

Episode 4 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

Episode 5 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

Episode 6 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

Episode 7 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here and here

Episode 9 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

Episode 10 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

#my adventures with superman #Superman #Clark Kent #Lois Lane #Jimmy Olsen #Siobhan Mcdougal #Roundhouse #Rough House #Mist #Kyle McDougal #Intergang #Heatwave #Mick Rory #Livewire #Leslie Willis #Anthony Ivo #Parasite #Task Force X #Overman #Vicki Vale #Green Arrow #Oliver Queen #Carmine Falcone #Stuart Immonen #Frank Quitely #Grant Morrison #Silver Banshee #Lori Lemaris #Bibbo Bibbowski #MAwS

[magmaburgersss]

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