Also ftr this is the next prompt on my list…………. so………. uh……………………….. yeah
Personal Investigation
|| @dark-blue-mondays || liked for a starter ||
Roxanne tapped her pencil repeatedly against her notepad. For the last several months she’d been conducting her own personal investigation. It wasn’t a story, only because so few other people seemed to even notice the problem. No one else at the station save a few seemed to pay attention to how the station shifted and changed location. Of how there were duplicate broadcasts. She’d found old tapes of news reports she’d given that she had no recollection of, but the woman on camera was clearly Roxanne Ritchi.
And then Megamind started acting odd. First, it started when the blue villain and Wayne started fucking. They tried to hide it, but it’d been painfully obvious that the nemesis had feelings for each other for years now. It had been something of a relief at first, but it seemed to be going the way of office romances now. The game had become increasingly strained and the last kidnapping so painful to sit through she nearly called a timeout. Not for the first time, she’d about begged Megamind to just give it up. For the first time, though, he seemed to take her seriously.
So much so that there hadn’t been a kidnapping in over a month.
She’d thought she would have been relieved, instead, he just grew more worried. More so as Wayne withdrew further. So Roxanne had thrown herself into solving the strangeness in the world that had suddenly appeared. Following up on the multiple news reports for different blue men had been the easiest. In particular, Harrison Drake-Scott. She’d found no shortage of articles and reports on him. Some even given by the mysterious duplicate of herself.
It was for that reason that she found herself sitting nonchalantly outside of Megamind Inc one morning with a book and a cup of coffee. She watched the building out of the corner of her eyes, wanting to see this not-Megamind for herself.
starter call
like for a starter with Roxanne
[TXT: *kidnaps you and throws you over my shoulder* (well Minion’s shoulder) ]
[TXT MSG: Unhand me you fiend!! *kicks and waves arms, pretending to struggle dramatically* ]
[TXT: *taking your cock into my mouth and bobbing eagerly, deepthroating you as I suck you down* ]
[TXT MSG: *I cum hard, back arching and straining against my ropes, my shouts of pleasure muffled by your tentacle still stuffed in my mouth like a gag. Loving every minute of punishment from my overlord*]
[TXT: *I drink up every drop you give me, licking you clean before I pull off. Turning around and kissing you deeply, enjoying my taste on your lips* good boy~ ]
Headcanon Meme Time!
⌆ a nervous tic or habit they do
⏀ describe their usual smile
⇅ do they look up or down while thinking?
❧ describe their usual sleeping position
✑ describe something they like without naming it
✜ what’s their posture like in a normal situation?
❖ describe their hands
❞ write a quote they would find themselves saying
§ how would their hair gray? or would they lose their hair first?
❤ describe how they show affection.
✭ what is one of their favorite items?
Syx wasn’t much for seduction. Not that he didn’t understand it, but the first approach felt nearly impossible. So he fell back to what he always did to get another’s attention. He built a thing. In this case a floating bot, dark metal and trailing gossamer ribbons like a decorative tail. It hovered and spun in an odd little dance around the brooding man that had caught Syx’s eye.
“And what do we have here?” Zagam’s eyes widened in surprise, first wary, to see a strange artefact floating around him, but relaxed immediatly when noticed it was just trying to call his attention, thing that did succesfully. His gaze soon moved towards the blue man that for one second he thoug might be Mr. Drake. It wasn’t him, of course. The colony was not the same neither the energy. Another blue man?
Zagam flashed him a charming smile leaning forward on his chair, there is the resting area of the exhibition. “Pretty artefact you have here. Is it yours?” He asks with playfully interest.Syx bit his lip, if he brought this man to the Evil Lair he’d need to run it by Anna and Minion first. It would be easier in a more neutral location… maybe at one of the secondary lairs. He’d just need a bit to have one freshened up a bit from its disuse as anything other than storage. But the one he had in mind was fairly well stocked for emergency use.
Making a mental note of what he’d need to have the Brain Bots do in prep, Syx told the devil before him to location. This way he wasn’t giving out his main home… just in case. Looking at Zagam with a more appreciative eye as he got used to the gothic horned angle look, he hummed, “Next Friday evening? Dinner and I’ll show you my toy collection,” he said mostly referring to his stored bots and inventions, “Deal?”
The devil tilted his head and raised his left eyebrow, observing how Syx began to think hardly about his past offer. There is a huge chance he just plans to take it back, regreting the invitation after discover his true nature. Which is understandable….
“Syx…” he thought in tell him that they can leave it for the next time but the blue alien already fixed a date. He smiles softly and nods once with the head. – “Would be nice, yes. I’ll see you on friday. and one advice, don’t use the *deal* word with other demons. might be a little troublesome.” he chuckles lightly. “where we shall meet?”
“Ah… I’ll keep that in mind,” Syx smiled wryly at his mistake, “It’s in the industrial district. An old fire station,” he gave the street address, “It’s covered in graffiti, but the wall you’re looking for will be marked with a sideways blue six and ‘go away’,” he narrowed his eyes, “I’ll put out the entrance mat too… the door is holographically camouflaged.”
Stargate: SG-1 — Season 8 {Sentence Starters}
- “Obviously, there’s something defective with this thing.”
- “Oh, I’m not sure anything can surprise me at this point.”
- “You know, we could have used something like this a long time ago.”
- “I don’t think that actually qualifies as a recipe.”
- “There’s a secret ingredient. I can’t tell you what it is, or I’d have to shoot you.”
- “I have been betrayed by those I trusted most.”
- “I thought a failsafe was meant to be somewhat safe from failure.”
- “You should know. Of course I dare mock you.”
- “Now, there is no guarantee that anyone will ever be able to figure out how it was done.”
- “You’re not supposed to be walking around.”
- “Yeah, well you can tell them that’s not going to happen.”
- “I lied. I just wanted to get to know you better.”
- “All humans desire power. It’s just that most of them are never in a position to attain it.”
- “Don’t. Every joke, every pun, done to death, seriously.”
- “So why don’t you just put the gun down… before you get hurt?”
- “If you don’t take the job, we could end up with someone much worse.”
- “But I don’t really wanna be in charge of anything. No.”
- “I’m flattered, really I am, it’s just that you’re not my type.
And I’m more than a little disturbed that I might be yours.”
- “You should feel better momentarily, and your memory will slowly return.”
Syx gasped and arched as her fingers brushed his hole. Panting he let out a breathy laugh, “It doesn’t help if neither of us make a decision.”
Taking change he rolled over and pinned her to the cushions. His hands on her wrists and his lips skimmed over her throat, “Maybe I should tie my naughty indecisive tiger up?”
Anna gasped softly as she was suddenly pinned to the couch, making a low noise as she let her hips thrust up to him in a gentle wave of motion. “..I think that is a wonderful idea..” she practically purred the words, a wave of pure lust and desire rolling through her at the idea of him being in complete control of her.
Letting his tentacle curl against her pussy for a bit as his breath mingled with hers, Syx finally pulled off with a groan of need. Pulling her up with him, he wrapped his arms around her, pinning her to his chest, moaning into her ear, “I have suspicion hooks in the ceiling~” the idea taking hold in his mind, “Perfect for such a naughty little tiger.”
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