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fishfission-dc · 1 year
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Batfamily Powerpoint Night! (Part 8: Duke)
<<Part 7: Damian    |    Part 9: Barbara >>
[Masterlist]
Duke: My turn!
Bruce: Finally I can count on something normal.
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Bruce: [migraine noises]
Dick: I feel like this information and Damian is a bad combination.
Damian: Grayson, I am offended you assume I need lessons from Duke on how to lead troops
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Tim: You should bring the beard back Bruce.
Steph: Yeah your amnesia era was kind of a slay
Barbara: My dad’s Batman era was not a slay
Jason: Well maybe slay in a different sense-
Duke: That’s all behind us we’re moving on!
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Bruce: I don’t think-
Jason: Bruce sit down and don’t pretend like this isn’t exactly what you did to form your child gang
Bruce: I don’t-
Steph: Look into our eyes, Bruce, and tell us, your crimefighting children, that you did not start a child gang
Bruce: Hn.
Tim: That’s what I thought.
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Steph, Barbara, Cass: [hysterical laughter]
[talking over each other]
Dick: That is not what I looked like!
Jason: I looked so much cooler as Robin than that!
Tim: I looked cooler because I had pants, I can’t speak for you two.
Damian: My costume has been improved vastly since that iteration.
Steph: Alright, traffic cones.
Duke: Okay really not the point
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Barbara: Seems like this step should’ve come before the outfits?
Duke: It was my first time starting a gang let me live
Jason: Shouldn’t “training” have been part of-
Duke: This is not open for criticism thank you
Steph: Yeah only Bruce can critique Duke’s child-gang leader skills as a fellow child-gang leader
Bruce: [noises of general regret]
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Bruce: Why does something absurd always happen with you guys when I’m gone
Tim: Maybe because nobody in this house knows how to cope with loss or something I don’t know
Dick: Also it gets so much worse Bruce
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Dick: I mean that wasn’t exactly your fault
Jason: Cop Batman didn’t seem to agree
Barbara: [sighs]
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[talking over each other]
Jason: Woah woah woah
Tim: Hired??? You did not hire-
Damian: I did not say that?
Jason: Also I don’t remember being asked nicely I remember saving your a-
Dick: ‘Specialist’ sounds pretty cool and professional thank you Duke :)
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Steph: Is that Damian in a Court of O-
Damian: The situation was resolved I am fine now
Tim: “Beat up some bird guys”
Jason: I mean besides the imprisonment and attack on a school and Dick leaving us in the dust for a hot second there that’s basically what happened
Dick: I did not-
Bruce: Excuse me?
Duke: Don’t worry about it :)
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Tim: That’s n-
Cass: [signing] The Court of Owls is still-
Damian: That is libel
Steph: What a cute picture
Jason: Weren’t there casualti-
Duke: I have no idea what you’re talking about everything was fine in the end and everything is good!
Bruce: I am... so worried about all of you
Barbara: Well anyway let’s keep that streak going, it’s my turn. >:)
<<Part 7: Damian    |    Part 9: Barbara >>
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clingy couple (relax guys nobody is taking the angel/righteous man from you)
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nyamcattt · 3 months
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wake up babes, the year is 2009!!!
(we're so BACK but i'm broke and can't afford the remake of my silly lil fav game, so if u want to... pls commission me? 🥺)
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20/07/2023
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epiclamer · 11 months
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Good day mister epi clamer
What about villain or hero having a PTSD trigger during a fight and the other calming them down?
im backkkkkk
cw: panic attack + ptsd caused flashbacks, mention of bad coping mechanisms (s/h, pills…)
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Baby Steps
"I've been looking for you." Hero stopped, standing beside the stack of wooden pallets, but not moving any closer to their enemy's hiding spot.
Villain's heart was pounding in their head, five times faster than it normally did. Maybe it was the proximity of their nemesis, or the adrenaline from their fight, but truthfully they knew that wasn't the case.
The hero suddenly appeared in their line of vision, causing them to flinch as their breathing stopped entirely for a horrible moment. Softly and carefully, the hero maneuvered themselves to a cross-legged position on the dirty alley floor. Both hands up in a reassuring gesture before they continued and got comfortable.
"Has this happened before?"
Dizziness was making the criminal feel faint, their head was spinning violently and their vision tunnelled like they were falling into the depths fo despair. If they had any sort of self-control left they would've snapped at the other, even now they had half the mind to push them away, instead their body acted for their mind.
With a sob Villain shook their head, part yes and part no.
If the hero responded, they didn't hear it. Couldn't see it and couldn't understand a thing besides the imminent pressure in their chest that was suffocating them. Something warm touched their back, wrapped around their arms until it crossed at their front. Only vaguely did they register it was the hero's coat, but they sunk back into it anyways.
Happy and willing to cower behind some shelter, while equally welcoming the warmth that came with it. And surprisingly a warm hand on their back helped them relax even more.
"It'll be over soon, I promise." Wildly Villains mind grasped onto the voice just outside their bubble. For the comfort they never got when they went through these episodes, oddly enough coming from their enemy now. “Do you know what makes these moments bearable for you? A distraction? Silence? Reassurance? What do you need.”
Villain wanted to answer, to speak clearly and with strength but they ended up screwing their eyes tightly closed and curling in on themselves even more instead. They were pathetic. For letting old memories get to them, for being set off like fireworks with only a stray spark of light.
Apparently and incident that happened years ago could still have this sort of effect on them. Healthy coping mechanisms and the repression of swelling emotions deep down inside left them with a hair-trigger like response. Sometimes it took hours for it all to wear off and others they slept off with a godawful amount of sleeping pills in their system.
Only after Hero managed to grab hold of both their wrists did the criminal realize they were scratching the skin off their arms. Causing old healing scars to break and bleed, as a reminder of their past attempts at finding calm.
Everything came rushing back to them, the blood under their fingernails, the unhealed scars on their arms, everything. And they were crying, sobbing as the hero delicately laced their arms around the villain’s torso, hugging their all-too-frail body into the warmth of their chest.
“I-I—” Villain sobbed, their streak, they had lost their streak. They were on track to getting better and they fucked it up, they fucked everything up because they were too weak to handle a flashback. Ten days? Fifteen? Of doing better, and they threw it all away in the moment. “I-I messed i-it all up, I f-fucked everything o-over I…”
“Shhhh, deep breaths. It’s not your fault. You weren’t in control.”
“I-I was getting better— I-I promise, I’m, I’m so s-sorry—” They were losing control again, they could feel their mind slipping back into panic mode, their body shaking like a leaf in their embrace.
Hero pulled back, switching their hand positioning until they were cradling the villain’s face against their palms. Prompting solid eye contact between them to try and get through to the villain’s muddled head.
“Villain, it’s not your fault. You weren’t in control, do you understand?”
“N-No I—”
“If an earthquake destroyed your house, is it your fault for not putting in enough supports?”
The villain’s mind spluttered to a stop, a moment of confused clarity infiltrated their head and their was light within the fog. “No…”
“Exactly. You can’t predict the future, you couldn’t predict this would happen and you are not at fault for the destruction of something when you had no control.” Hero took a deep breath, watching as the villain’s chest began to rise and fall easier once again with relief. Baby steps, they had to remind themselves.
Baby steps.
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magma-frog0 · 11 months
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nerd!kenma who acts all shy and quiet but is actually freaky af and is down bad for reader😼😼
Ofc but I'm not really good at writing Kenma so please tell me if I didn't do it right.
You were sitting in math class; it was your third year in Nekoma high school. There was a boy Infront of you, he had brown and blond hair. He was playing a game on his phone until the teacher yelled. "Kozume! Put your phone away or go to the principal's office!" Kenma let out an annoyed sigh.
"Hold on let me finish this level," he mumbled. He kept tapping on his phone and lost the level, he slammed the phone down on his desk. "Fuck," he groaned, just loud enough for the teacher to hear.
"That's it, go to the office!" He yelled slamming his fist on the table Infront of him.
Before he left, he turned to look at you and winked, you felt something in your stomach. You watched him leave as you felt your cheeks heat. You tried to concentrate but you couldn't. You weren't listening during class when he calls your name. "Do you know the answer?" He asked, he must've known you weren't listening. You let out an annoyed groan.
"No I don't." You said sternly.
"Your attitude isn't needed miss." He said gripping his chalk tightly in his hand.
"Kiss. my. ass." You stood up and grabbed your bag.
"That's it! Go to the office!" He yelled as you were leaving.
"That's where I was going you fucking idiot." You flicked him off and went to the office.
You went to the office and saw Kenma, he looked at you and smiled. "Oh look who it is," he said quietly with a smirk on his lips. The principle called your name from her office. "Tell me about it later," he said. You smiled and walked in the office.
"I am very disappointed in you; you are a great student. Why are you acting like this?" She was very nice even in the situation you were in.
"It's not my fault, he called on me when I was zoned out. And the only reason I've been zoning out so much is because he assigns the most homework out of all my classes. After I'm done with all of his assignments, it's already 2am and I barely get any sleep." You explained the situation even though most of it was a lie. She listened to you and said.
"I will talk to your teacher, but in the meantime, you have detention with Kozume." She went back to the hall where Kenma was sitting. "Come with me," she started walking. Kenma got up with his bag and followed her. She unlocked the door and opened it. "Have a seat, you'll be in hear till 6:30." She said as she left and locked the door.
You looked at the clock to see if was only 4, you sighed and sat in the back of the class. Kenma sat next to you, “so are you going to tell me what you did?” He asked.
“The teacher called in me when I was zoned out and I got an ‘attitude’ and cussed him out,” you explained.
“Damn, why were you zoned out anyway?” He asked looking at you with a smile. He already knew it was him. He just wanted you to say it yourself. You felt your cheeks get hot as you remembered him winking at you.
“I was just… tired…” you said quietly. He got up from his seat and got in front of your desk looking down on you. He got closer to your ear and said.
“Say that again, I couldn’t hear you.” He smirked as he pulled away from your ear. He saw your face get red and you looked down. He grabbed your face to make you look at him. “Tell me the truth or I’ll get it out of you myself.”
His words made you shiver with anticipation. You know the reason you were in detention was because you wanted to be with him. “I wanted…to be here with you,” you almost felt ashamed when you said it. His thumb caressed your cheek.
“Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?” He asked slyly. He was good with words and it pissed you off.
“Shut up…” you said embarrassed. His eyes were burning into yours and then he looked down at your lips.
“Such a big mouth for such pretty lips,” he mumbled. “I wonder what they could do,” he grinned, running his thumb over your lips and down to your chin. Holding it up and he gives you a light peck. “You taste like strawberries.”
“Thanks?” You didn’t know what to say. You felt yourself get wet as your heat pooled in you underwear. He just smiled at you and looked at the clock behind him. 4:30 is what it read.
“Get up,” he demanded. You slowly stood and got in front of him. “Sit on the desk,” you listened and sat there. He aggressively slammed his lips against yours. You let out a soft whimper as his fingers ran up and down your body. He stopped and looked into you eyes. “So beautiful…” he whispers as he gets on his knees in front of your dripping cunt. He let out a shaky sigh as he took your pants of and put his fingers against your underwear. He felt how soaked you are and chuckled. “So wet for me.” He took off your underwear and put his head between your legs. And started lapping at your cunt. You pulled at his hair and he let out a soft whimper. He pushed his finger inside you and slowly started thrusting it. You threw your head back, his fingers were slim but they hit every part of you that made your whole body shiver.
“Oh Kenma-“ you let out a loud moan everything felt so… amazing. He smirks and looked at you and hushed you.
“Don’t be to loud honey, someone might hear.” He said quietly he had a cocky look on his face, he obviously loved how you looked trying not to be loud. He chuckled a bit at your soft whimpers and moans. He felt you tighten, it was like you were sucking in his fingers as you got closer. You had to cover your mouth with your hand softly biting on your palm and gripping the edge of the desk to contain the moans your body was trying to let out as you had what felt like the best orgasm you’ve ever had. He stood up and kissed your cheek. “You’ll pay me back my love, but we only have an hour left and I want you to relax now. I’m not trying to run you down just yet.” He cooed as he whispered in your ear.
You nodded and stood up at a loss for words and stumbling a bit you tried to put on your clothes by yourself, your whole body was shaking in a good way of course but it made it hard for you to simply put on your pants. “Oh fuck me…” you muttered under your breath. He chuckled and walked up to you lifting your chin.
“Need help?” He asked softly with a sly smirk. You simply rolled your eyes but before you even answered he was pulling your underwear and pants up your legs, making sure they were secure he stood up and smiled. “Just tell me if you need something.” He murmured and kissed your lips, then your cheek, then your neck. Then he stood up and shook he head. “Beautiful girl…” He ran his fingers through your hair.
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ittybittybumblebee · 1 year
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Sobbing crying punching the wall, what is this negative evolution
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thesteamw0rks · 22 days
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sorry i forgot i could post here ^^"
here's some art I've been doing while im gone. you can find these and a few more on my twitter: @/theartengine92
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