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“No Norman, I’m not calling you ‘good boy’ this—“
I’m sure there could be a scroll bar’s worth of reasons she won’t do it. As evidenced by the Pure Evil Wiki.
“—was horrible!”
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@goblinglide
“No Norman, I’m not calling you ‘good boy’ this—“
I’m sure there could be a scroll bar’s worth of reasons she won’t do it. As evidenced by the Pure Evil Wiki.
“—was horrible!”
mami, being hit on: Norman strides across the room, to put himself possessively between Mami and the other man. A sly grin stretching across his features as he forcefully shakes the man's hand, memorizing every part of his features. The stench of his shitty cologne. Taking this moment, he uses it to politely dismiss the man from her presence, an arm sweeping around his shoulder as he guides him toward the rest of the expo. Talking about all sorts of other projects and items on display.
That night is far less polite, the man wakes up with his clothes torn to shreds, wrapped tight around him like makeshift rope hanging from the ceiling of some dingy warehouse, while the Goblin stares at him from across the room with golden lenses glowing like demon's eyes in the night. A pumpkin bomb so angrily thrusted into his mouth it has undoubtedly broken a few teeth. Yet there sits the Goblin, staring at him. A polite little wave, another demonic cackle.
He falls, cut loose from his bindings and the second his head makes contact with the pavement, the bomb goes off.
Norman, hums to himself.
"Never rub another man's rhubarb. Heard that in a movie once."
Possessive With My Muse Meme (Still Accepting)
She wakes up to his half of the bed being empty— and she wasn’t a lick surprised. He’d been aggressive when they’d returned to his penthouse but not in any way that she was upset about. She shifted— still aching a little and having let the bruises remain though, for a moment, she considers healing them. But if Norman had left without her? She hadn’t been welcome to the party.
Not that she didn’t know why of course— the speed that Norman had crossed the room had made her smile. She’d been feigning attention with a biotech engineer who had far more compliments and unwanted looks that made her want to simply make him… cease to be. Unravel him one chromosome at a time until he was no more than unintelligible biomass. But she instead used a skill she had honed quite well— the ability to look enraptured and delighted despite mentally dissecting them.
It was the moment she had caught Norman’s eyes just before that grin stretched his features— just moments before his prey lost his last exit. That’s when she knew this was inevitable. She shifts— stretching out along the bed her pale skin a stark contrast against the deep purple sheets. She arches her back before sliding off her edge of the bed choosing to grab a black silk robe to wrap around herself. She’d be hard pressed to tell you why— the only person that would be there had seen her far more exposed.
Then she heard it— the familiar gait of her paramour. Hurried. Not because he had any place to be but perhaps because he had hoped to be back before she woke. Not that he was keeping secrets from her or anything, but more to not interrupt the routine they’d found themselves building. Or some semblance of one. Or even more likely he was still leaning into that delightful madness of his. She pulled the robe around herself before leaning against the doorway to the master bedroom. Her black lips curve the moment she catches him moving through the dark of the living area. Still suited up.
“Norman Osborn, I have half a mind to give you…” Hm. Backed herself into that verbal corner rather fast, didn’t she. Bah. She couldn’t just say she was going to give him half a mind now. Rather redundant. “You went without me. After I had to sit through the endless drivel spilling out of his mouth. I’m hurt. I absolutely deserved to watch you being so… deliciously territorial.”
"Nope, I have fantastic taste in men and no one can tell me otherwise."
𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒 but you have to do a whole post of everyone
SMASH OR PASS (Still Accepting)
ALL OF MAMI’S SHIPS WITH CJ’S MUSES (Goodbye world~)
NORMAN OSBORN: SMASH!
“It’s hard to say pass when the man’s laid out in my bed as we speak now~ He ticks all the little notes of things that I find aesthetically pleasing, he’s absolutely brilliant, successful— I mean what is there not to want here? I suppose some people would argue his greener side… but I rather find the Goblin exhilarating.”
ROMAN SIONIS: SMASH!
“Roman has been my other half for years— Hell, if it were without multiversal travel? Roman would most likely have been my one and only. A shame that. There’s something about his devotion to his craft and the utterly unhinged brutality he favors. Also? The man knows how to make a lady feel special.”
LOKI: SMASH!
“Loki is a gorgeous creature no matter what form that they take— and offer an experience that is altogether… exclusively them. Partner in chaos 10/10 - also not many others that match the shapeshifting so the experience is utterly sublime.”
CAIN MARKO: SMASH!
“Hard show to follow. —and he is very handsome with a beard.”
BLACKHEART: Smash? (SMASH!)
“I suppose. He’s certainly… shaped? I have to imagine the experience would be interesting. It’s not like I haven’t been around odder anatomy— I also haven’t been too dissuaded from it. Sure, smash, why not? (That’s my husband and he’s horrible and perfect.)
THE VOID: Pass (SMASH!)
I’m not sure what I’m looking at here. I suppose there’s points of abstract that don’t work for me. (…that is also my husband and he too is perfect.)
DONNA TROY: SMASH!
Mommy? Sorry. Mommy? Sorry. Mo—
OROKU SAKI: SMASH!
I think there’s something in the fact that I have to pretend to be professional around Master Shredder for the most part. I suppose that what makes me want him more?
CLETUS KASADY: SMASH!
—My judgment is terrible and I clearly hold a candle for those who are a bit more… unhinged.
NEMESIS: SMASH!
…Don’t judge me.
JASON VOORHEES: SMASH!
I SAID DON’T JUDGE ME.
COBRA COMMANDER: SMASH!
I think it’s painfully clear that I have a thing about power. He’s top of the mountain in COBRA— so I don’t know what more there is to explain there. Though we do love someone with a vested interest in our work.
BETA RAY BILL: SMASH!
Have you looked at him? —and before it comes up, I don’t believe it’s a flaw. It’s distinguishing for him— makes him unique. I quite like it.
BARONESS: SMASH!
She makes me feel terrible about myself and I thank her for it. —and the way that Anastasia fills out her suit? She’s beautiful and mean and she’s more than welcome to absolutely ruin me. Though she could be slightly kinder to the twins and I’d be absolutely tickled. At least Xamot.
HERCULES: SMASH!
Look, sometimes the muscle is enough for me to play hero. What can I say? Sometimes it’s just that simple.
SHOCKWAVE: SMASH!
It’s like if my father were a robot that turned sometimes into a spacecraft and sometime into a raygun. That’s a horrible way for me to start this. His intelligence is his draw- his absolute dedication to science. Also if you could see the mech before his Empurata. Handsome— almost a crime. But… I suppose that was rather the point.
GRIMLOCK: SMASH!
—I think it’s quite obvious I hold a torch for giant brutes. The dinosaur is no different.
ULTRA MAGNUS: SMASH!
Another giant— but that isn’t the only draw. There’s something absolutely alluring about someone who takes their job with such seriousness and pride. Dedication is such a desirable trait.
HELENA WAYNE: SMASH!
Now I’m not sure if I’m just particularly lucky but them women in my life…? Stunning. Which means Helena is no different. She gets extra points for us meeting doing one of my favourite extracurriculars. She spoils me, and she needn’t do so. But it’s appreciated nonetheless.
MAX FURY: SMASH!
I’ve done a lot of stupid things for Max- and it’s obviously not just the face. If that were the case I’d be sniffing around Nick Fury. No, it’s Max’s personality that really does it for me. Which I suppose isn’t much different either. Hm.
NICK FURY: PASS!
Give me back my duplicate. You stole it and I want it back.
This wasn’t how I expected to spend my time tonight - but here we are!
Talking with @goblinglide last night...
@defyxoblivion why is this specifically your Sinister?
you ever think about how my two most evil muses are human, and they're both so fucked up they get the truest versions of mami and her love
ALL THE TIME, ACTUALLY.
But they’re only human on the outside— on the inside? They’re as much of a monster as Mami likes to hide that she is.
You of all people know how much I love it for Mami when she is in love— because she loves very intensely and thoroughly and I entirely attribute that to having experienced a lack of it growing up. That being said, I think she’s held back a lot of feeling over time believing they weren’t inappropriate until
But also? Not only does she accept both of their monsters— even revels in and celebrates them with the both of them? She isn’t judged for hers. Roman’s aware of the human trials she runs for her contagions? He provides her with subjects. There’s no chance that Mami doesn’t do work for Norman, either— I think we’ve landed that her pharmaceutical company is an affiliate of Oscorp. She’s a biological weapons developers. Roman has zero things he wants to change in her and Norman’s only problem isn’t actually her but her father.
To be fair, of course, Roman gets a version of her that isn’t raised by a Sinister— he gets one that’s developed almost entirely around being her. Except it got some kind of a lifelong lesson in morality. Considering the backstory is along the lines of ‘mafia princess’ - it’s not much of a lesson and didn’t have restrictions to keep her from being a depraved, sadistic, menace.
I honestly think it’s like what I brought up over on Discord— monster recognizing monster. Like, both elements of either of these relationships are absolutely horrible but when it comes down to it? That really doesn’t matter because they’re monsters together. Roman can count on Mami to be right there at his side when it comes to torturing prisoners and Norman need only say the word and she’ll be happy to play support for the Green Goblin right at his side.
They turn being awful into a couples activity— and I love that for them.
Can we also talk about how she is ride or die from the moment she steps onto the attraction? Because those are her husbands and you can pry them from her cold dead hands, thanks. u-u
I’m so mad I have to go buy a second set of all those custom figure parts for Mami because if ANYONE should have a figure of her outside of me? It’s you, CJ.
Now, also, ask me how much time she dedicates to trying to figure out how they— like her— can come to be functionally immortal. Cause both those fellas, as you stated, are quite human… so there’s an impending expiration date. She doesn’t like that.
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"Oh, good, my man's arrived~"