[salmon134]

introduction

hello hello!

you can call me Sally, or J. my interests mainly revolve around marvel rivals and zenless zone zero, and other things like dmc, cyberpunk, and other stuff.

requests are currently open

this will be my first and only account and it'll be mostly headcanon requests and sometimes me blabbering about things.

I'm a beginner in terms of my writing skills, so please do my patient with me if I happen to mischaracterize a lot. On that note, I may not be aware of a character's full personality but I will nonetheless try my best to give a satisfactory fic. Tips, criticism, and the bunch will be insanely helpful. I'm also very new to Tumblr and fanfiction as a whole so I'm extremely limited in my knowledge of Tumblr terms or things adjacent to that.

what i will write for:

-x reader (if gender is not stated in the request, such as male reader or afab for example, then it will automatically be set as gender neutral reader)

-headcanons, fluff, (maybe) suggestive, (angst and smut/nsfw will be rare as I'm not confident in my ability to write those types of things)

-platonic, romantic, (potentially) poly

-majority of marvel rivals and zzz characters (maybe wuwa but I'm not that deep in the lore)

what i will NOT write for:

-pedophila

-proshipping

-discrimination

-etc

[nhoquenio]

Jubilee!

[lyckyf]

romy commissions for @xocosi 💋

[mlady-magnolia]

The implication that Emma has been letting Shogo stay with her at the White Palace while Jubilee was missing in the Timestream just- AUGH I LOVE THEM

[random-hc-with-my-so]

Not a random Head Canon, but my SO and I have been playing a lot of Marvel rivals. Through Rivals I found my fav rando ship Star-Lord x Jubilee, like they're 80's/90's vibes feel like they would go together really well. I call they're ship name Star-Burst I made what I call my paper pals, its currently all of Star-Burst art I've made but I wanna make more. (Also thinking about the sky high flying kiss would be Super cute with them)

[ntshastark]

other comic sites for fellow rco orphans (check out the reblog, tumblr seems to be hiding the other post from the tags)

[ntshastark]

Read online:

readcomicsonline.ru

readcomiconline.xyz

readfreecomicsonline.com

zipcomic.com

comics-online.org

Download:

comics-all.com

getcomics.info

newcomic.info

@themasterpostlibrary

@thecomiclibrary

Bonus paid option:

globalcomix.com

(i'd never heard of this site before but from what i've found it's fully legal. It has a subscription model, but you can also buy comics individually and there's a bunch of free stuff too, mostly from small creators)

ETA:

a lot of people on the notes have also recommended

batcave.biz (despite the name, it's not just batman or dc or even superhero comics)

and there was some complaining about ads, so i'm also gonna rec

ublock origin (adblock for firefox)

orion (browser with adblock for ios and macos)

[suiana]

I've been thinking about women lately so imagine yandere! sugar mommy 🤤🤤🤤

because i love ceoxpeasant, imagine you're some broke ass barista selling coffees in a tiny coffee shop that's on the brink of closing down. you're living from paycheck to paycheck, scrimping by and skipping meals just to pay the ever rising rent of this capitalist world you live in.

suddenly, you feel the trajectory of your life change when an obviously rich, gorgeous and... very well endowed lady walks into your establishment and gives you 100 dollars for a simple black coffee.

"um here's your change-"

"you can keep it darling."

you were stunned, obviously not knowing what to do other than to awkwardly keep the money back into the cash register as you turn around to make her coffee.

that was until she spoke up.

"you look pathetic. be my sugar baby."

"???"

you drop the coffee beans at her words, staring wide-eyed as she looks you up and down. her expensive suit fitted against her body like it was made just for her, the shining patek watch that glistened under the dim lighting of the store... more importantly, the stern gaze she had and the slight smirk as she leaned towards you.

you had never felt so... naked before. and she wasn't even doing anything other than moving her eyes and stance! wait, did she just call you pathetic?

"hahaha... um, funny joke-"

"i'll pay for all your rent and groceries if you become my pet."

"meow."

and that was how you found yourself leaving your old trashy job and life behind.

you found out that this lady was actually a successful business owner and was older than you were. just a little bit :3

your life had done a complete 360 and you were swimming in riches, going to expensive restaurants as you allowed yourself to be spoiled rotten by your beloved sugar mommy.

sure, some of your friends slowly started to distance themselves from you and you were confused because you did nothing to offend them...

but your sugar mommy told you not to worry about it. not when you had her.

so you listened. you didn't know what it was about her (her money) but you felt this strange urge to just listen to what she said. if she asked you to bark? you'd bark. if she asked you to crawl on all fours? you'd crawl on all fours.

until she made this ridiculous request.

"marry me."

did she actually love you? what? you thought this was just a mutually beneficial relationship you two had! like, you please her and she throws money and riches at you?? why is she asking for-

"hahaha... um, no?"

"funny way of saying yes, my love."

she stares ta you, eyes burning into you soul as you nervously shift in front of her.

gyatt damn what were you supposed to do? you couldn't disagree now could you? as much as you didn't want to marry her- wait what is she doing? why is she grabbing your hand and placing a pen-

"I've grown exceptionally fond of you, my dear. my heart belongs to you."

wait wait wait, what is she doing?! is that marriage documents?! stop stop-

"just the thought of seeing you with others brings me immense discomfort. so much so that i physically feel ill, darling."

her voice is like honey, yet her actions feel like claws digging into your skin as she forces your signature onto the paper.

"i am afraid i cannot let you go."

oh no, what have you gotten yourself into?

[spidermeek]

someone pointed out that they all have the exact same haircut i'm fucking dead

[macs-evasion]

i really dont think finneys meltdown in tbp2 was enough. i think he shoudlve been louder. i think he should’ve been angrier. i think he should’ve cried more, probably. he should do something

[sherm1t]

Finney Blake, Space Boy

(Edited)

[postpunkclarity]

Every time I write the whole “you look like him” Finnesto thing (like I did literally 2 seconds ago), I can’t help but laugh.

Because yeah.. Ernesto does look like Robin…

Cause they’re the same FUCKING GUY. 😭

Sorry, forth wall break, but that’s THE SAME DUDE.

Miguel Cazarez Mora, I love you.

[postpunkclarity]

Thinking about those “you’re just like your dad/mom” angst moments but Gwen blurting it out during an argument about Finn smoking too much.

[postpunkclarity]

How come it’s always “you’re autistic” and not “thank you for telling me about The Black Phone.”

[postpunkclarity]

Alternate universe where everything is the same; Finney kills The Grabber. He’s done it, he’s free, he’s avenged the other boys and saved himself. But Samson gets loose and attacks him anyway.

Finney Blake dies in that basement, even after doing everything right.

[postpunkclarity]

Gwen still prays, that’s what gets him.

She still prays like there’s anything out there that can do anything for him. She still prays like God has ever been anything but cruel to the family. She still prays like she actually believes.

Finn keeps hearing “thank God you survived,” “Oh bless your heart,” and whatever other 70 variations people come up with. As if God had anything to do with living, escaping—anything beyond being absent during the worst weeks of his life.

As if it wasn’t him who did it.

As if he wasn’t the one who fought for his damn life with the nagging terror he might lose, and then had to live with the aftermath anyway. There’s not a damn thing God did for him.

He loves Gwen. He does. He always has, he always will—one of the things he thought of most in that basement besides 1. Dying and 2. Robin was Gwen.

Gwen alone at home. Gwen scared. Gwen stuck with dad. Gwen stuck with her dreams. As if Gwen was the one who was going through hell.

As if Gwen knew what it felt like to starve.

As if Gwen knew what it felt like to be touched.

As if Gwen knew what it felt like to be watched.

As if Gwen knew what it felt like to almost be gutted like a pig.

As if Gwen knew what it felt like to fight desperately for your life and just barely not lose.

He loves Gwen. He does. He just wishes she’d fuck off once in a while. Stop acting like he’s something to be taken care of. Stop asking so many questions and being so pushy and caring so much.

For her to stop acting like she has any right to. To stop acting like she has any claim to the trauma and misery he felt.

He just wants to be sick and twisted and ruined privately. Without someone constantly prying as if they deserve to.

God help Ernesto if he starts taking after Gwen, though Finn had already learned God was rather useless.

Uhhh this one isn’t as thought out or proper like my other ones, it’s just a general stream of my conscious thoughts mushed together. But you can have it anyway. @acid-miwi @d1sapp01ntm3nt @2tonedwolf @cheap-lemons-and-theatrics @watered-down-lemonade @zombiegrains @arteei

[postpunkclarity]

Minor TW for mention of suicide and everything else that’s a TW for The Black Phone.

If The Grabber had succeeded and killed Gwen in TBP 2, Finn would go on with the guilt that he caused his sister’s death by wanting to live.

He’d live knowing that if he died in the basement then he would’ve failed Robin, but at least his sister would’ve lived. Maybe he could’ve made it up to Robin. Maybe he’d understand.

He’ll break down at the scene right before Gwen dies, pleading to what he can’t see but knows is there for The Grabber to just kill him instead. But The Grabber wants worse than that, and he knows how to get it.

Finn will kill himself in the end, and then he’ll enter the afterlife with the guilt that he still died anyway. That he caused everyone else’s deaths and then his own like a selfish coward.

He hopes Robin is waiting, he hopes Gwen and mom are there, he hopes the other boys are there. He hopes they don’t hate him.

Or maybe they should. Maybe he deserves that by now.

[postpunkclarity]

TW; non-graphic implications of self harm, sexual abuse/puberty, and the usual TBP stuff.

TBP but where Robin was never taken.

Everything else is still the same, but Robin never faces the basement—Finney still does though.

Robin finds out his best friend is missing and immediately starts searching. He doesn’t give up, not for one second; he’ll find Finney and he’ll find the hijo de puta who took Finney. He and Gwen work together.

Finney escapes the same, Robin is relieved and doesn’t let him go for several minutes. Won’t leave his side at the hospital. Vows that he’ll not only protect Finney more than he already was, but teach him to fight better himself.

But Finney doesn’t need Robin’s help learning how to fight. Finn figured that out himself in the basement when it was life or death. He can throw a harder punch than Robin now. Robin should be proud of that, and he is.. but he’s also a bit scared. And a bit sickened.

He watched his friend, his Finney, completely change. Slow at first, Finney stays Finney for a while. He’s jumpier and vigilant and uncomfortable now that his dad is making all these changes—but he’s Finney. But as he gets older, he changes.

Not the regular changes, ya’know. Puberty and all that stuff. Robin is changing too, but not in the same way. Robin is normal, Finn isn’t.

Robin notices a pretty girl here and there. Finn can’t bring himself to want to look at anyone, except maybe Robin. Robin’s body changes, Finn’s does too. But Finn’s has been changed for years. Finn doesn’t need anymore changes, he doesn’t want anymore changes, the changes make him sick.

Everything makes him sick now that he’s old enough to understand.

Robin watches his Finney start having perpetually red knuckles. New scars keep popping up, always healed already by the time he notices them—but he knows they weren’t there before. And he knows that Finn now is strong enough to not be getting them from his father or from anyone else.

Robin doesn’t want to think about exactly what that means, but it makes his gut twist.

Finn smokes now. Robin can’t believe that. Finney never would’ve smoked.

Robin had seen his mom smoke once or twice, not often, but during the bad times where she just needs one to calm everything. He understood well enough, even as a kid.

He suppose he understands now too. Finn smokes because he needs to calm everything. Somethings can’t be beaten with fists, somethings you can’t bleed out. Sometimes you just need to be high enough you can’t care about it.

But it’s not his Finney anymore. And Robin has never been a selfish person, but he wants his Finney back.

I was sad, so I made them worse: @acid-miwi @d1sapp01ntm3nt @2tonedwolf @cheap-lemons-and-theatrics @watered-down-lemonade @zombiegrains @arteei