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dcxdpdabbles · 2 months
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DCxDP Fanfic idea: Wrong Number
Bruce prides himself in keeping all of his networks secured. If he didn't make it himself, he had the funds and connections to get him the best working on his systems.
He had backup plans in case the systems were ever hacked, of course, but he had yet to encounter a cyber attack that wasn't beaten away by his firewalls or his team.
Babs and Tim were far more feral when booting out unwanted guests. The level of protection was also transferred to his other systems that weren't Batman-related, just to make sure the connection between Bruce and Batman was never made.
That's why he never really checks his personal phone's caller ID, not the one he gave out as Brucie Wayne, but the one Bruce used for his real life without any masks- civilian or vigilante. The only ones who had the number- and the access- were his children and Alfred.
Not even the Justice League- those who were aware of his identity- knew of this number.
Bruce is in the middle of typing up a report for the next Wayne Board meeting when his personal phone rings. He figures it's Dick giving him a call to update him on his drive home or maybe Jason, as his son was planning on going to college.
"Go for Papa Bruce," He says, knowing his kids hate his phone greeting and doing it deliberately to spite them.
There is a long pause where he can't help but smirk thinking his child is either rolling their eyes or cringing too hard to properly speak. Eventually, a voice cracks over the speaker.
"Hello. I'm selling cookies to raise money for my own star. Would like to buy a box from me?" says a boy, not one he has taken in. The voice is young maybe not even double digits yet. Bruce is alarmed.
"Who are you?! How did you get this number?" He demands, yanking his phone to his face and seeing, with a chill, a phone number out of state.
His system had been compromised. By a child. By accident.
"My name is Danny!" The boy chirps. "I sell cookies. Like the Girl Scouts, but I'm a boy, and I don't scout."
"That's rather fantastic, lad. What kind of cookies are you selling?" Bruce asks to keep the boy on the line while sending an email blast to the others. It's a string of numbers that are code for compromise so they all know to close any communication channel until it's safe to get back on.
"Chocolate chip. Mint Slim. Oatmeal and peanut butter. I made them myself!"
Right. Bruce hooks up his phone, tracing the call. The signal bounces off the call, swinging up to a salute and falling back down to earth. In seconds he has the boy's location. It pings in a small town right outside of Star City.
He sends Barry a private message. His friend is already on the way to the location. He'll get the boy in a few seconds.
"How much for a box of chocolate chips? Those are my favorite." Bruce tells the boy, voice whimsical as his Brucie persona demands.
In an unsure tone, the boy pauses, then whispers, "I don't know. No one ever let me get this far."
"How about twenty for a box of dozen? I'll buy five boxes for each of my kids that live at him," Bruce tells him, and the boy gasps.
"That could buy me one whole night in a hotel!"
Bruce's insides freeze. What did he mean-
"Hey! No! Let go!" Danny suddenly screams. Bruce's heart launches- he hates it when kids get hurt, especially those that sound like Danny- until Barry's voice comes over the speaker.
"I got him, Mr. Wayne. Thank you for alerting the Justice League Hotline." That's code for This is not a threat to you Batman and Bruce allows himself to relax just a little.
"Narc!" The boy shouts, outraged, before the call drops. Barry is likely taking over the situation, which means Bruce can leave it in his capable hands.
After reassuring his kids that he is fine and that they are all safe, he suits up and meets the Flash in the Watch Tower. There, he learns that Danny is only seven years old and has been living on the streets for a while.
The boy had been surviving by baking some cookies to sell on the side of the street- where did he bake them? The boy would not say- until he got the bright idea to try to sell through phone calls like he had seen on TV.
He punched in random numbers at the community center phone and gave his pitch about a star, thinking people would be more willing to buy from him if he had an excellent reason.
Barry had left him with CPS, but he looked devastated about that. It turned out that Danny was a meta and had likely been kicked out of his home once it was found out based on what he said of his parents.
Bruce felt he should assure Barry that Danny was fine and look into his placement to help settle his more sensitive teammate's nerves.
He was unhappy that Danny was not in a good placement; there were far too many reports from a concerned neighbor to make him think it was a safe place. Given the fact that placement had a lot of meta kids that "fell through the cracks," Bruce worried he had just stumbled across a trafficking ring.
He would sick Barry and Jason on them. Just to ensure they wouldn't see the light of day again.
Still, that did not fix his mistake with Danny, the little cookie seller.
Bruce hacked into the system to move Danny. He thought about where he would move the young child but ultimately had him in Wayne Manor.
Just until he could confirm that he would be safe. He certainly didn't think about the adorable little boy who called him with his heart in his hand and got sent to a terrible place for three weeks because of Bruce.
Danny arrived at Wayne Manor with a happy little bounce and a chipper outlook on life than Bruce was expecting. "If it isn't Mr. Narc!"
God, he going to adopt the boy, isn't he?
(Danny has been thrown into a different universe, aged down to a child. He survived by overshadowing people into letting him spend the night baking cookies.
He was thrown into a somewhat typical home, but the nosy neighbor down the street took far too much notice of his overshadowing, and now he was being moved again.
Maybe he can terrorize Mr. Narc now instead? )
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icaruspendragon · 3 months
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was telling my therapist about how i've always used books, fanfic, and storytelling as escapism but now instead of me consuming stories, stories consume me. dalton gave me The Look (the one that means he's gonna say something i need to hear but don't want to) before asking, "you know that snake that eats itself?" to which i said, "yeah, ouroboros." and he replied, "i didn't know he had a name, that's cool. anyway, you're the snake. i know you've convinced yourself the consumption is filling, but it's not. when it's you you’re eating, it's destruction."
like yeah i know that’s not what the snake represents and ex-cowboy-turned-combat-vet-turned-trauma specialist dalton probably does not know the exact symbolism behind it but like. jesus christ man did that to lay me to waste at 10:30 on a wednesday morning.
and even though he hurt my feelings with the truth, it did put it into perspective for me.
it’s not levity’s lighthouse guiding me to port when depression’s darkness and anxiety’s turbulent waves make it difficult for me to sail smoothly on my voyage.
it’s not a way to alleviate my symptoms, it’s a manifestation of them.
it’s a compulsion, deceptively insidious when cloaked in distraction’s pseudo-warmth. when easily covered by procrastination’s much easier to swallow explanation.
and i’m sure you want to say “but reading is a healthy coping mechanism!”
and it is. when done in moderation.
it’s no longer coping when your screen time is 16 hours a day. when 12 of those hours a day are spent scuttling about ao3 on all fours. when you sit in the same spot on the couch for hours on end with your head buried in the sand. when it’s literally all you can think about.
the consumption isn’t coping. isn’t creation. isn’t reconstruction or rebirth or reformation. it’s chaos. it’s compulsion.
it’s cannibalism.
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gumycandyyy · 6 months
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୨♡ Winter King HCS ♡୧
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I am ashamed of tumblr for not making more fanfic of this funky fruit.
We got some general HCS and then some romantic ones under the cut! (I went a little overboard with the romantic ones, hehe!)
Gender-neutral
୨♡ General ♡୧
-Man's self care routine is off the charts
-I'm serious, he has like- 80 different bubble bath concoctions.
-Smells like mint
-or some kind of cold scent.
-I feel like he loves dressing up fancy, so he has a closet full of sparkly suits
-maybe even some dresses if he's feeling special.
-Doesn't actually need to wear glasses, he just likes how they look.
-While he loves his winter wonder world, I feel like he'd enjoy rainy weather more than snow.
-He got rid of all his madness and sadness, yes, but I think he'd cry at something especially cute. Happy tears, y'know?
"Why are you crying, sir? Are you okay?" "Oh, it's nothing. *sniff* Just those two rabbits that are cuddling."
-He is really bad at any percussion instrument
-like.. REALLY bad.
-His hands are too delicate for such a garish instrument as the drums!
-He loves playing duets on the piano, but rarely has anyone to play with.
-I mean, he could always concoct up an ice creature to play piano with him, but that's honestly quite dull.
-His favorite movie would probably be an old Christmas movie, like It's a Wonderful Life.
-He gets kidnapped by the Candy Queen so often, that occasionally he brings a book or something snuggly to help him wait for his ice scouts to rescue him.
-He once got so bored while kidnapped that he tried to read to some of the mutilated candy people
-That was the last time he saw his favorite book.
-Safe to say he doesn't bring his favorites anymore.
୨♡ Romantic ♡୧
-Will literally spoil his love interest rotten.
-You want that thing you saw earlier?
-Consider it yours
-You'd like for it to snow outside?
-A sprinkle or a blizzard?
-Literally anything, this man will go to the ends of the universe to get you what you'd like.
-Love languages are definitely gift giving and physical touch
-probably acts of service too.
-Loves dancing.
-Loves dancing.
-Whether it be a slow dance or ice-skating, he will take every opportunity to dance with you!
-He adores short people.
-Good, because he's tall as a giant.
-if you're shorter than him, he will no doubt use you as an armrest.
-He always makes remarks on how cute you are.
-Even if you're only two inches shorter than him.
-If you're taller...
-hoo boy.
-Expect him to be all over you.
-figuratively and literally.
-Will want you to carry him everywhere, sit in your lap, rest against you, whatever.
-Just let him touch you.
-He'll talk about how strong you are, how you'd be the perfect chair, etc. etc.
-He does the stupid "How's the weather up there?" jokes.
-Loves your body, no matter what it looks like.
-You're skinny?
-You're easy to carry around and dance with.
-You're chubby or fat?
-Literally will always be holding onto or resting on part of you. He loves squishy people.
-Somewhere in the middle?
-He could not care less. He loves you regardless of what you look like.
-And he makes sure to emphasize his point by complimenting you endlessly.
-He will never leave your side.
-Even if you need space, he doesn't.
-So why wouldn't you?
-Back to our regularly scheduled fluff-
-Candy Queen hates your guts.
-She thinks you're an obstacle, keeping her from the Winter King.
-No doubt tries to kill you.
-Multiple times. a day
-Her plans are always foiled, but if she gets too close to genuinely hurting you, Winter will be so upset.
"Oh, Dearest, please tell me you're okay!" "You are?" "Phew. I don't know what I'd do if you were hurt in any way."
-His petnames for you are probably
-Darling,
-Dearest,
-My love,
-There are a lot more, but those are the main ones.
-LOVES kissing you.
-Anytime, any way.
-He finds it adorable when his nose bumps your face.
-Favorite place to kiss would probably be the back of your hand.
-He is a gentleman after all.
-Overall, he just adores you.
-And he sincerely hopes you love him just as much as he does you.
Headcanon requests are open for Winter King! Don't be afraid to send an ask, and be shameless! I know I am! (No smut tho. Some spice is okay, however.)
Have some free WK art for coming this far!
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reblog for a beginner writer?
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vitalviolence · 7 months
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If you still write Milo Manheim imagines I would have an idea.
Maybe something were Reader has feelings for him. Everyone on set knows and like Milo constantly flirts with Reader and calls them like Sweetheart and stuff like that (ifykyk) and then just one day the Cast tells him how Reader actually feels since Milo isn’t noticing. When he then noticed he tells Reader his feelings and they end up being together?
(Ik it’s long sryy)
Still ur fanfics are the best one keep going
hi yes, i do still write for milo. i've just been writing alot more on wattpad then anything lately but here this is. other requests are still open and i will be making a taglist soon for those wondering.
CO-CONFESSION
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having feelings for your co-star was not on your bucketlist, it didn't matter that it happened. it shouldn't have and you knew that but you couldn't help it, milo manheim was an angel.
"we all know you like him" peyton tells you one day as you watch milo film one of his scenes for season 2 and you shook your head. you didn't want to admit it and you wouldn't if you didn't have to.
" no i don't" you told her and she smiled as he walked over and wrapped his arm around your shoulder
"whatcha talking about sweetheart?" he asked and you stared at him before you sighed. it wasn't real, it was fake and he didn't actually like you the way you liked him, you shouldn't get your hopes up and you know that
"just ya know me and peyton watching starstruck later" you stated
"i thought that was our movie" he practically pouted and peytons eyebrows rose as you shook your head
"no that was lemonade mouth and let it shine" you retorted and he nodded as he kissed your forehead before they called him back to set and peyton smiled
"and you said you don't like him" she said and you smacked her shoulder before you left set. being with him was easy, it was seeing him with someone else that hurt.
it had been a few days and nothing changed but you were okay with that, sometimes change hurt you and made you annoyed or sad. you liked him but this was too much for you.
"so theres this girl" milo said , you didn't even know he was talking about you but hearing it hurt you. peyton watched your reaction and she wanted to smack milo
"yeah? tell me about her" you pushed him and he smiled
"shes so pretty, i mean she has the most beautiful smile and the most pretty eyes. i could stare at her forever, sometimes when the sun lands on her, its like nothing else matters and she is the most beautiful person i ever saw. i only want to be around her and there is no one else in this world that can make me feel this way" he ranted and you felt the tears well up in your eyes.
"oh shit look at that, my mom is calling. i gotta go" you said and you walked away as peyton smacked his arm and shook her head
"ow what the hell was that for?" he asked her and she scoffed
"shes like insanely in love with you, you dimwit. and you just keep talking about some girl whos not her. she loves you more then i know, more then i think" peyton said
"i was talking about her, i'm in love with her" he said and she sighed
"then go tell her that because now she thinks you're in love with someone else" she spoke and he ran out of the building, today it had been raining and it wasn't a heavy rain but a gentle one that drowned out the noise and pain of life.
you were walking with your head down watching the water flow off of you
"Y/N" you heard and you wanted to turn around but you didn't. you couldn't , not until he grabbed your arm and turned you to look at him
"what milo?" you asked him
"i like you" he stated
"but the girl you were talking about earlier" you fought and he shook his head as he grabbed your face and looked you in the eye
"i was talking about you, the girl was you. i'm in love with you and you are all i ever think about. i should've said something before and i should've made it clearer but i didn't and thats my mistake. i'm sorry" he told you
"do you know how long i've waited for you to say those words?" you asked him and he sighed
"i know and i should've known that. i'm here now standing in front of you telling you that i love you and i want to be with you" he said
"will you please be my girlfriend?" he asked
"of course i'll be your girlfriend" you said and he leaned in to kiss you as you kissed him back with a smile on your face. the rain didn't bother you as long as you had him and you did.
co-confession is what they could call it
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florwons · 7 months
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(not so) successful break in — lee heeseung fanfic ☆⋆。𖦹
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synopsis trying to sneak into your best friend's room seemed like a terrible idea from the start. little did you know that instead of being in her room, you would find yourself face to face with her actual brother in his own room.
pairing bsf-brother!heeseung x fem!reader
genre technically strangers 2 lovers 🧐?, crack, fluff
warnings profanity, a break in, petname (pretty) wc 1K+ (1124)
note first heeseung fic yay !! took a break from hurt fic and this is what i ended up doing 😚 this is for my amazing friend who suggested for me to write heeseung as your bsfs brother 🥹 i really hope you like reading this (´。• ᵕ •。`)
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"I can't believe this – why can't I just use the front door?" you grumbled into your phone while adjusting the ladder against what you believed to be your best friend's bedroom window. After inserting your earbuds, you stashed your phone in your bag, ensuring it was secure on your shoulder.
Jieun's voice came through the earbuds, filled with exasperation. "I'm telling you, my brother is one nosy little fucker! He'd interrogate you like there's no tomorrow, especially about all those snacks you brought for me!" You winced at the sudden increase in volume. "I think you’d understand if you ever met him."
"How come I've never seen him?" you asked as you climbed the ladder, inching closer to the window.
Jieun's voice responded, growing fainter as she moved away from her phone. "He's usually not home whenever you decide to visit. But today, he's here because our parents are away, so this is the only option."
You paused your ascent. "What are you doing?"
"Just downstairs, cleaning out some stuff," she replied.
You sighed, realizing the dilemma. "Hey, how am I supposed to enter your room if you're not looking out your window?"
Jieun's reassurance came through, "My windows unlocked; you'll be fine."
Reaching the window, you attempted to lift it, and to your surprise, it swung open easily as Jieun had said. You climbed through and found yourself in her room, snacks in hand. Glancing around, you noticed some significant changes, the most noticeable being the rearranged furniture. Her drawers were now on the left side, not the right, and the bed was closer to the wall.
"Hey, you've really changed your room a lot!" You wandered around, taking in the alterations. Your eyes landed on a cologne bottle on one of the nightstands, and you examined it closely. "Jieun, have you had some mystery guy over in your room?"
Jieun's voice came through the earbuds, alarmed. "What the hell do you mean?"
"Then what's this cologne doing in your room?"
"What cologne? I don't have—oh my fucking god. YN, did you break into my brother's room?!" Your heart sank as you began to realize the truth: you hadn't entered Jieun's room, but her brother's, someone you had yet to meet.
"Oh my god."
"Quick, YN, get out of there! He's probably not there right now, so you might as well make a run for it!" Jieun urged, but she seemed to remain where she was. You hurried to the door, but just as you reached for the doorknob, it turned, freezing you in place.
There, at the entrance, stood a tall guy with a white towel loosely on top of his head. You were staring right at Jieun's older brother. He was undeniably handsome, and your feet felt like they were glued to the floor as he reacted to the unexpected sight of you. Questions raced through his mind: Why was there a girl in his room? Who were you?
"Before I freak out, what are you doing in my room?" he asked calmly, though clearly bewildered.
"I'm just here for Jieun—I'm Jieun's best friend, in case that wasn't clear. I know you must be wondering how I got here, but I thought it was her room. When I realized it wasn't, I was about to leave. So, this is, um, our first encounter," you stammered, your eyes darting from his gaze to the floor. You couldn't help but feel like you were making a complete fool of yourself.
"Nobody was at the front door, though—oh. Did you happen to break in?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"What—no! What makes you think that—"
"My window is not closed all the way," you cursed under your breath, realizing your mistake. "Ah, my sister must not have wanted me to see you come over, is it?"
You stammered, caught off guard. "I—Um, well, yeah. Basically that." You couldn't help but wonder where Jieun was and why she hadn't appeared to rescue you from this increasingly tense and awkward situation.
"You must have left the ladder outside the house then," Jieun's brother sighed, glancing towards the window while continuing to rub the towel through his wet hair. You couldn't help but steal occasional glances at him, quickly averting your eyes whenever you caught his gaze.
He let out a small chuckle, and you couldn't help but think it was a charming laugh. But no, you scolded yourself, this was supposed to be an embarrassing first meeting.
Interrupting your thoughts, he said, "I'll go get the ladder outside. Just... just use the front door instead, yeah?" Your face flushed as you nodded, your grip on the plastic bag of snacks tightening. It seemed like he was noticing every little thing you did.
"Oh, that's my favorite snack," he pointed at a snack peeking out of the bag. Reaching for it, he took it out, locking eyes with you once more. "I'll take this as my reward, how about that?"
With a flustered demeanor, you simply nodded in agreement, unable to find your voice. His soft smile only intensified your embarrassment. Your cheeks were undoubtedly a deep shade of red.
As he prepared to leave the room to retrieve the ladder, he introduced himself, "Lee Heeseung."
Your eyebrow raised slightly at the unexpected introduction.
"My name is Lee Heeseung. How about yours, pretty?" Your heart did a little somersault at that moment. Heeseung, you made a mental note to remember that name.
"LN YN..."
"Pretty name. Well, I'll leave now. Hope to see you around soon, pretty," he said with a smirk before exiting the room, leaving you utterly flabbergasted by the sudden nickname. Did your best friend's brother just call you pretty?
"Did my brother just flirt with you?" Jieun asked, her voice tinged with curiosity. As you exited the room, you finally spotted her, rushing up the stairs. She had hung up the phone now that she was face to face with you. You realized that you had forgotten to end the call.
"No... you must have misheard," you tried to lie, attempting to brush off the encounter.
"Hmm, I'm not that dumb. Oh my God, did he really take my favorite snack?" Jieun frowned as she peered into your bag, searching for the missing treat. "Why didn't you stop him?"
You shrugged, still slightly dazed by the recent interaction. "He was kind of, um, charming. It just happened, I guess."
"You think my brother's fine?" she said, which you realize you blurted that out. You quickly cover your mouth, shaking your head to convey that you hadn't meant to say it. Jieun chuckled, linking her arm with yours as the two of you walked towards her room.
"Hey, I don't mind. You guys don't have a huge age gap anyway, just a year," Jieun pointed out. It seemed like she had another fact about Heeseung to share. "And plus, he seems to take an interest in you, so I won't stop him or you. Just know I'm your number one."
You smiled at her and nodded, saying, "Always."
With Jieun's approval, maybe there was a chance for something between you and Heeseung. However, you couldn't help but wonder if it was too early to get your hopes up. Still, you decided to believe in your best friend's words and, perhaps, in Heeseung's intentions too.
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2d8k · 6 months
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Yikes... op boys reacting to you breaking up with them for their bad traits? Or habits. 😬😬😬. If y'all need some kind of comfort after this I have no problem making one where they win you back ‼️. I absolutely hate fanfics when people just leave you on a cliffhanger 😢. A/n NOTE- there are some grammar mistakes I think
Ace. law. Zoro.
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Ace-
You and him were at a bar. A normal bar and he was just doing his normal thing flirting with women right in front of you. Always said it was him being friendly. But you and Marco both saw it . Marco knew it he felt bad for you. Marco was like a brother to you so seeing you hurt by what Ace was doing . He had talked to Ace so many times about this, having to remind him that he was in a relationship. Ace can be a bit of a manipulator. (What I mean by a bit I mean like a lot) what I exactly mean is. He will look at you straight in your face. And tell you he's just being friendly and then go on about a whole rant basically saying he just "wants more friends"
- come onnnnn. I've told you about this so many times. I just want to make more friends~ -
You believed him so many times. This has gone on for at least 3 years ever since y'all got together. Your best friend told you over and over again. He was a red flag, ace always did that stuff to make you jealous because he apparently liked "the jealous side of you" which he had no idea that this whole thing he has been doing for 3 years would end up to a breakup.
-What..? Wait what why??-
Questions would ring through his head. Wondering why you're breaking up with him. You have to give him a whole back flash and a reality check just to get him to remember all this shit he has done. Yet he will beg and plead for you to stay. and says he will change his ways and he will stop, he will feel absolutely horrible for making you miserable those 3 years.
He can't just let you walk out on him. He loves you with his heart. He made sure he told you you were pretty everyday. Always complimented The outfits you wore. Would show you off to some of his new recruits. But now? Losing his babygirl? The one he swore he would protect with his whole life?. The lady that cooked meals for him. He could never imagine sleeping in an empty bed without you.
He would toss and turn and whenever he would have a nightmare he would go to reach for you. And you weren't there. He cried several times. Losing the woman he loved. Now he doesn't talk to a single girl. Any girl that approaches him he looks away from them and walks over to his crewmates. They all told him even Marco he was going to lose you. Of course when you told him you wanted to break up he thought you were joking and you were just threatening him. Lord was he proven wrong after you left the ship, they had a search party for you but never found you, you told Marco by leaving him and note. Marco ended up telling Ace that you left on your own will.
- we told you this was going to happen. You didn't listen. [Name] left on her own will because she couldn't put up with you no more. You have to let her go now -Marco
- I can't... -ace
He would say between cries. And mumbles. All Marco could do was look at him having a breakdown.
He would just Pat him on the back and walk away.
Law -
Would just stare at you in disbelief. He wouldn't be able to form words at the very beginning. It was clear you were hurt. Law has always put his work before you. Barely has time for you. And when he did have time for you. He always used that time reading books. And when you try to talk to him he will tell you to wait and that he's reading something, and when he's done he's already finished the whole book completely forgetting that you wanted to tell him something, didn't even bother to get up and come look for you, would just go back to reading another book thinking you would come back, after a couple hours he realized you haven't came back yet. . Didn't bother him, would simply think you went out to hang out with somebody.
So you breaking up with him and giving him a reality check about y'all's relationship and how he is never trying to put effort into it? , Hit him right in the gut. Will feel like absolute shit, of course you're packing your things. Telling him that you're leaving. So you can start a life of your own. Will just look at you as you pack your stuff. And by morning you're out. Same with ace when trying to sleep. He will have a nightmare and go to reach for you. Mostly now that you broke up with him his nightmares are more of you breaking up with him all over again for different reasons. Or having a dream of you getting captured by the Marines and then they execute you right in front of him as soon as he gets to you., He has realized he has fucked up and he won't be able to get you back,
Everything has been so dead ever since you left. People knew it was going to happen eventually. Yet they were right.
Zoro -
He is in disbelief, absolutely hurt by this, telling him he's putting training before you, whenever you would schedule a date with him he always shut it down to train more. Did this really affect you that much? , Yes . He was barely trying to put effort into y'all's relationship, Sanji has noticed this and he would constantly remind Zoro he was eventually going to lose you. So did nami, whenever you were feeling down you felt like you couldn't go to zoro anymore. You feel like he didn't care, so you would go to nami instead. Tell her how you feel about all of this. Nami had mentioned this a couple times to Luffy, Luffy noticed it after a little while, and he talked to Zoro about it, Zoro just shrugged It off, saying he had to get stronger, of course in luffy's exact words, - I can't just tell him to stop training so much, I can't get in the way of what somebody wants -
You and nami both knew what he meant by this. And it completely crushed you. And you were so fed up with it. Of course leaving would result in losing Sanji and nami along with Luffy, so instead of leaving, you just stayed away from zoro. Whenever he tried talking to you about what happened you walked away, he regrets so much and he wished he had noticed, most of the time when he tried to talk to you, you gave the silent treatment, and would walk away as soon as he got done talking, he could barely sleep at night, he would get some sleep but not a lot, nightmares didn't really occur to him as much as law and ace. He would just dream about all the things y'all could have done that was on your waiting list, it had fucked with his sleep so much, sometimes he thought the dreams were real and he would wake up to only find you gone out of his bed, God you leaving him has fucked with him so much,
He regrets it every day,
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A/n I'M PROUD OF THIS. ESPECIALLY FOR MY FIRST ONE??, Come on now. If you want part two just let me know, I'll probably just make one just for myself,
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robot-horde · 10 months
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We’re What?
Awkward Noah/Mirage Fluff
This is my first time writing fanfic and also the first time sharing a short story publicly, I just had to get some robot obsession out of my head, so forgive any massive formatting mistakes (and my excessive use of italics) especially in the dialogue.
Summary: Noah asks Mirage for a favor, exposing a massive misunderstanding, and leading to an odd confession.
Warnings: Cursing
Word Count: 1.4k
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“Yo, Mirage!” Noah called out, waltzing into the garage with an extra touch of swagger in his step.
The sound of whirring lasted only a second before Mirage was up. “Finally! You’re back!” Mirage grinned and held his arms out, emphasizing his relief before stretching dramatically.
“What took ya so long? I’ve been itching to get outta here all day Man.” Mirage put his servos on his hips and looked at Noah with eager optics. “So, where we goin’?”
“Nah, nothing crazy tonight,” Noah said, shrugging off his jacket. “Friday though. Friday,” Noah nodded, “I got plans and I was maybe thinkin’ you could help your boy out.” He looked up at Mirage with raised brows before continuing. “If you’re up for it, would you give me and this girl a ride? I finally asked her out and I wanna do it right, ya know?”
Mirage grinned and quietly scoffed, “What’re you goin’ on a date for?”
Noah chuckled, “What you mean ‘what am I going on a date for? I’ve been waiting for weeks to find the right moment to ask Jen out, so Friday’s like, a big deal.”
Mirage furrowed his brow, still softly smiling, “What? Am I like, not good enough for you or something?”
Noah waited for the rest of his sarcastic comment, but Mirage didn’t blink, instead he raised his brow ridge to emphasize the question.
Oh.
He was serious.
Noah’s stomach fell a little and he hoped he was just misreading things. Mirage would crack up in a second with a little ‘gotcha’ moment. Right?
But he didn’t, and the silence was starting to make Noah’s hands shake. He finally held them up, palms out, and gently shook his head while taking a step back from the mech.
“Hey man, I don’t know what you’re playin’ at, but I think you might have the wrong idea.”
Mirage vaguely waved a servo in the air, “Well, I mean, I know it’s not like we get to go do ‘normal’ stuff. I enjoy our dates though, and movie night is always fun, but hey, if you wanted more you could’ve just said so.”
Holy shit. He was entirely serious.
“Hold up, hold up, hold up,” Noah sat down on a chair in the corner of the garage. “You seriously think we’re dating?” he hesitantly asked.
“Well yeah, I mean,” Mirage took a long pause before looking at Noah with a bright, genuine look in his optics. “Why wouldn’t we be?”
Noah scoffed, “I don’t know, maybe the whole giant alien robot thing?” As soon as he said it he realized the frustration in his words was a little rougher than intended.
Mirage frowned. This was the first time Noah had seen him look like this. The usually humorous, optimistic mech looked hurt.
“But, what about all those late night drives?” he asked.
“They’re to get you outta this stuffy garage.”
“But, what about all the talking?”
“That’s just what friends do, Mirage.”
Mirage looked down and was quiet for a moment. “Friends don’t talk like we do,” he mumbled.
Noah thought for a moment. Yeah they do. It’s all normal stuff… Right? Before he could respond, Mirage was speaking again.
“You tell me everything. You couldn't do that with just anyone.”
“You don’t know that.”
“Oh really? Dude, you talk so much I know what you do from dawn ‘til dusk.” Mirage started leisurely pacing around the garage, listing each point on his digits.
“Like what the lady at the sandwich shop had to say to you today, or how tired you are of that one annoyingly catchy ad that plays on the TV at work all the time, or what kind of pizza you saw a rat carrying in the subway.”
Noah opened his mouth, but Mirage kept going.
“Sure, maybe that’s what friends do, but then what about when you shared that dream you keep having where you’re walking under scaffolding and it falls in on you and you have to-“
“Don’t,” Noah said through clenched teeth.
Mirage paused for a moment before continuing his list. “What about all those long conversations about the pressure you feel? Huh? You admitting you’re scared about what’s gonna happen in the future?”
Mirage knelt down, eye level with Noah now.
“Do you share all that heavy shit for fun? Or is it that you want to share it with Me? Because I don’t think those drives are just my daily walk around the block or whatever.” He shrugged his shoulders up. “You really don’t look forward to those?”
“Now I never said that-“ Noah retorted, but Mirage wouldn’t let him finish.
“Ok fine! Tell me we’re ‘just friends’ and I’ll drop it.”
Noah’s eyes were wide. He couldn’t say anything. What are you supposed to say to that when you’re stared at by someone with the expression of a sad puppy?
The silence gave Mirage the fuel to keep going. He got back on his pedes, held his servos up, and sighed, “For argument's sake, let’s just say yeah it’s whatever,” he huffed. “I might believe you didn’t know if it weren’t for those looks.”
“What looks?” Noah asked, truly oblivious.
“Y’know the looks. The ones that feel like you got freaky lazer eyes and when I catch you staring, you turn away.” He was looking at Noah with a sly grin now. “C’mon I’ve seen the movies. People don’t do that unless they’re embarrassed they got caught. You for real get embarrassed by lookin’ at your ‘friend’?” He put extra emphasis on ‘friend’ before peering at Noah with intense skepticism.
And Noah knew he was right.
“But sure, sure. It’s just the alien robot thing.”
Mirage stepped away and waited, knowing Noah wouldn’t just leave without saying something back. At least not when talking to him.
Noah’s thoughts were racing. It seemed so obvious now, looking back at his behavior over the last few weeks. Mirage was just naturally flirty, but now knowing it was directed at him he couldn’t help but blush. Noah realized that he acted like he had a crush on Mirage, because he did. It’s just easy to ignore your feelings when you don’t want them to be true. That is, until the object of your affection shoves it back in your face.
He knew he had to say something. He wanted to say a lot of things. But if he was gonna let himself do this, he was gonna do it in a way he knew Mirage would appreciate. He grinned and shot Mirage a side eyed look.
“Is it gay if it’s with a robot?”
Mirage looked up surprised before his roar of laughter filled the room. After the laughter died down he mimed wiping tears from his optics while Noah stood up and walked over.
“Yeah I think it still counts,” Mirage said while leaning down again, moving to meet Noah half way and holding a servo out to him.
Noah hesitantly lifted his hand before letting it rest in Mirage’s. He smiled softly as he felt smooth metal digits gently embrace his entire hand. That would take some getting used to.
Finally looking at Mirage’s face, he couldn’t help but melt a little at the quiet affection he saw there. That was his best friend looking at him like that, and even though It would take a while before he could admit it out loud, he knew he loved him.
“So I guess Jen’s gonna be pretty disappointed when Friday rolls around,” Mirage said smugly.
“Shit. Aw man I’m gonna have-“ He was cut off by Mirage leaning in so close he was almost touching his forehead.
“Relax. I’ll drive and fully enjoy embarrassing you by sabotaging the night. She won’t want a second date, you won’t look like the bad guy, and I get to fuck around. Win-win, baby.”
Noah shook his head and smiled, “Nah, nah I’m not sitting through all that. I’ll suck it up and cancel.”
“Then we get to have our own date Friday? A real one this time,” Mirage eagerly suggested.
Noah thought for a second and smiled shyly, “Why wait ‘till Friday?”
Before he knew it they were off for a drive like any other night. But this time, Noah felt the relief of a weight he hadn’t realized he was carrying. This time, everything finally felt right.
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silverwhittlingknife · 3 months
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the reason why nu52 Dick is so simultaneously messy and yet boring is because they don't let him be bitchy enough whilst simultaneously making him a little bitch
sdfsdfdsfs I don't totally understand what this means and yet I feel like I agree with the spirit, anon <3
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Outsiders 21 - preboot Dick yelling at Bruce my beloved
Yeah, caveat that there's plenty of nu52 Dick stuff that I haven't read and I don't think it's all bad, but also... man, he is not for me. As far I'm concerned, the main good thing that came out of n52/Rebirth is some setups for sad!Dick fanfic. And yeah, "Dick is not bitchy enough" is actually a pretty good summary of my complaints sdfdsfs
The thing is, nu52 Dick has some similarities to preboot Tim, in that he'll sometimes be insincerely fake-cheerful even when actually upset, plus he periodically seems uncomfortable with direct confrontation so instead he lies to avoid confrontation. And mmm I mean, I like these qualities in preboot Tim, so it's not like I think these are terrible traits to have!!
BUT :
1) Preboot Tim has no authority. But preboot Dick does, and it's frustrating to take it away from him in nu52.
There's some post-2011 panel where Dick lies to Batman and is cheery about it, a la Tim bragging to his friends about lying to Batman in Teen Titans, and I had to stare at it for ages trying to figure out why it felt like such a record scratch moment to me.
But it's because there is a huge difference between a presumably independent superhero lying to another superhero vs. a sidekick and his sidekick friends secretly joyriding in Batman's car.
Like, Tim lies to authority figures more-or-less constantly, because he doesn't want to be told what to do, but also because - importantly!! - those authority figures reasonably assume they have authority over him that he has to evade. Of course he tries to avoid direct confrontation with the JLA / Batman / Red Tornado / Starfire - they're not his equals and a direct confrontation would end badly!
Whereas Nightwing lying to Batman feels like putting him in a subordinate position in a way that preboot Dick never is. Preboot Dick always tells Batman off to his face, because preboot Dick cares about being equals and refuses to accept being subordinate. He doesn't sneak around behind Bruce's back - he fights back! If he doesn't agree with Bruce's position, he tries to argue Bruce into his own. He'll do stuff without asking Bruce's permission, but he won't conceal it; he'll make a point of making sure Bruce knows what he did and also that he isn't sorry.
2) Preboot Tim's lying / tendency to be fake with people is a consistent personality trait that's also consistently problematized. nu52 Dick's characterization is wildly all over the map.
In preboot, Tim is a liar and obsessive compartmentalizer, which is both a strength (disguises, sneaking around authority) and a problem (loved ones who are hurt by it). He's self-aware about his lies, periodically resolves to lie less, and generally fails at it.
Tim's consistent enough that you can track this character trait in all his relationships: he lies to his dad. He lies to Batman. He lies to his girlfriends. He refuses to tell Babs his real name for ages for basically no reason. He stalks Dick and then tries to run away from him in his origin story and then tries to avoid telling Dick his name. And this evasiveness consistently causes him problems!! Dick's suspicious of him. Ariana's suspicious of him. His dad is suspicious of him. Young Justice and Steph get annoyed with his secret-keeping. Young Justice want him to take off the mask. Steph wants to know his real name. When she finds out and calls him by his real name, he has a panic attack and literally runs away. When upset, he insists he's fine and fake-smiles at people. In Teen Titans, when Tim's busy being fake-cheerful and Conner is startled to see him there right after his dad died, Tim gets upset and angry at Conner and demands that he not tell anyone about Jack. Fine, Conner says, I guess it's another secret. In AC 3, he's lying to Conner again and Conner accuses him of having an insincere "Starfire voice," which is a hilarious callback to Tim being fake-agreeable-yet-secretly-bitchy at Kory when he first meets her. I feel like I get that the lying is a Tim Character Trait which is sometimes endearing and sometimes less so and which all the people who love him are gonna have different feelings about.
By contrast, nu52 Dick spends a ton of time lying but it's hard for me to model his characterization in the same way? He's sometimes fake and ... sometimes that's totally cool and sometimes people punch him! also, does it say something about him? ehhhhh maybe? no? who can say!! At the end of nu52 Nightwing, he doesn't want to go undercover and Bruce beats him up, but then in Grayson he seems totally on board with his mission and willing to actively lie to everyone, and then in Batman and Robin Eternal he carries out a whole secret mission behind nuTim's back because he thinks nuTim is maybe a spy and is scared (?) of confronting him directly, but also he's so sloppy about it that he gets followed and the bad guys find nuTim's parents. Oopsie! He represents The Heart and is super-caring but also somewhat ditzy with a tendency to leap before he looks, and also he's very very very goodlooking and Grayson would really like you to know that.
You can try to make sense of this character's internal motivations and I have read various enjoyable fanfics that do, but in the comics I don't feel like he's clearly characterized.
3) Dick should be a convincing team leader
I know I kind of talked about this earlier but it bothers me SO MUCH that I have to talk about it again dsfdsfds
Preboot Dick is a natural leader: he seizes control of the feuding personalities in the Fab Five; he does the same thing in the NTT; he stands up to Bruce. He can overrule strong personalities like Pantha and Roy; he can hold his ground against the Outsiders. He doesn't back down and he doesn't quit. He's got instinctive authority, and he's a forceful and aggressive enough leader that he can lead teams even when his teammates are feuding or difficult or arguing with each other. Sometimes he's a little too forceful and it backfires on him, but for the most part, it works!
By contrast, nu52 Dick often comes off as kinda... hapless? He's definitely not a force to be reckoned with.
Like, just to take one small example, in post-Crisis's Red Robin 14, Tim and Damian are fighting and Dick wants them to cut it out, so he throws a batarang at Tim's staff and snaps at him, and the fight stops immediately. By contrast, in nu52's Batman and Robin 10, Tim and Damian are arguing and Dick wants them to cut it out, but nuDick is incapable of confronting anyone over anything so he just sighs about it, passive-aggressive and ineffectual.
And "ineffectual" is too often the vibe I get from n52 Dick in general. You put that man with Pantha, and he'll probably be bemused, but he won't be able to make Pantha do anything, and he wouldn't be able to make Danny Chase do anything, and he can't or won't stand up to Bruce so he has to lie the way Tim does, and he would never have a fistfight with Roy over the proper way to lead a team.
And in a lot of ways this makes sense, because n52 Dick isn't a team leader, because they've deleted the Titans. He's just a guy. He's nice, I guess.
But even though he gets all kinds of excellent woobie plotlines that I'd normally enjoy (an evil organization is stalking him personally! his dad is beating him up and forcing him into becoming a spy! he's losing his memory!) his personality is usually so far off from the character I like that I struggle to get invested.
Because the thing is, Dick's leadership instincts aren't incidental to what I like about him. They're all wrapped up in his outsized sense of personal responsibility and instinctive belief that if anything is going wrong anywhere near him then it is his obligation to handle it and if anything goes wrong then it's his fault if he was involved and also his fault if he wasn't involved and actually if you have ever gotten within five feet of him and unrelatedly something bad happened to you then it's probably his fault and he FAILED. This belief gives Dick a lot of control issues and makes him bitchy sometimes and is not great for his mental health, but it's also very endearing and an outgrowth of how much Dick cares!
Anyway, re:bitchiness, I have similar feelings about various choices in Batgirls and in Tim Drake: Robin and in current Nightwing; like, I don't think any of these stories are bad ipso facto, I don't begrudge anyone who likes them, and I certainly enjoy fluffy fanfic sometimes - I don't always want the same things in transformative fandom that I want in canon.
But in comics, I often want the characters to have a bit of edge, to be cranky and difficult and just... y'know, clearly the kind of people who would choose to be vigilantes. I want them to care enough to be bitchy about it. And I often feel like I'm missing that, post-2011.
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motswolo · 3 months
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might delete later - but on the subject of ppl being dicks over fanfic yet again…
one of the things that gets me so absolutely steamed - even more so than the ignorant online jerks just jerking to jerk - are those who think it’s their GOD-GIVEN DUTY to ~ w A r N ~ others away from reading a fanfic. as though their opinion is worth more than dogshit and that publically, albeit ✨respectfully✨ saying how boring/awful/ooc they thought it was is somehow saving someone from having a less than ideal experience.
because guess what?
ITS FUCKING NOT.
more ranting and macaroni salad metaphors under the cut
i’m not going to bother explaining personal preference bc my hope is that if you’re seeing this it means we somehow run in the same circle and that makes you someone with a 🧠 so instead i’ll just tell a little story.
recently i went to a christmas dinner at a friend’s place. there was people there that i knew and people i didn’t, and we all brought a dish made at home - presumably with love. all was going well and when we sat down at the table one of the dishes turned out to be this god-awful macaroni salad. i didn’t know it was awful before i tried it - i sampled it and afterwards decided that i would not be partaking in any more.
but did i immediately pronounce to the entire table how much i hated it? of course not! that would be -
RUDE.
and also??? other people were fucking eating it. not just eating it - but enjoying it. they LIKED it. they wanted MORE. and i didn’t. and that’s okay.
It wasn’t my job to ward people off of the macaroni salad just because my experience with it was a bit more than “meh”. I didn’t know the person who brought it all that well - but i knew that doing so - no matter how ✨respectful✨ i said it - doing so would only embarrass and hurt them. and that they had as much right to be at that table with their terrible macaroni salad as i did. and I’d like to think that most people would choose the same route - avoid the macaroni salad, instead eat the bits of the meal that you DO like.
but when it comes to consuming free fan-made media online, people don’t seem to have the same thought process. so once again, for the millionth time,
If you don’t like something, 🥰 Don’t 🥰 Fucking 🥰 Read 🥰 It.
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phoenixblaze1412 · 5 months
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I LOVE YOU’RE FANFICS SO MUCH YOU DONT UNDERSTAND 💕 no one write Dottore x reader anymore 😭 could I request child reader who’s getting tutored by a segment and they yell at them for not understanding so the reader gets upset and doesn’t come out of there room not even to eat so prime goes looking for them female please 😊
Aww thank you anon<33
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"Iota, it's time for you to tutor (Y/n)." Theta stated as he watched his fellow segment file through the documents handed to him.
"I'm busy. You can tutor her instead."
"Ah, I'm afraid not. Prime has given a schedule on which of us segments will be tutoring our dear (Y/n). And for today's tutor.. is you." Theta replied as he approaches Iota with you in his arms before placing you down on Iota's lap and dashing out the office.
"Theta you piece of s--!"
Iota had to cut himself off as he glanced down at you and stared into your curious eyes, you were wondering what he's about to say. Prime has initiated a rule that no segment should curse within your hearing range or else they would be neutralized. What's worse is that you can repeat the swear words that the segments would yell, making Prime immediately know who cursed.
Iota could only sigh before grabbing a piece of paper and wrote down a few equations for you. He's already stressed out from having to sort the files Prime and the other segments gave him. Him having to tutor you right now is adding an additional strain on his back that one more bad thing could make him snap.
Hopefully, he'll be able to finish sorting the documents while you solve the equation he gave you.
"Alright, brat. Solve this simple question and then you can go away and do what you want."
Iota handed you a pencil to use before placing you down on the ground and going back to his work. You were happy to do the task your tutor segments would give you. Each time you got a right answer, the segments would give you a sweet in return.
You looked down at the paper and tried to read the question. You were a slow reader but with the help of Omega, you were able to understand what the context of a sentence means. You narrowed your eyes in confusion as you stared at the piece of paper.
What volume of 0.125M HCl is required to react with 0.500g of CaCO3?
'Wait.. volume means sound and react is how the other things would respond..?'
You let out a hum and wrote down your answer. The sound of a pencil scribbling across paper can be heard. You stood up from the floor and went over to Iota, waving the paper in your hand.
Iota switched his attention to you as he grabbed the paper before looking at you as if you had grown two heads. You stood proudly in front of him, happy to be able to finish a task so quick. Your happiness was quickly cut off when Iota pinched and pulled at your cheek, making you whine in pain.
"You idiot, what do you mean 'a very loud volume'? That's not even the right answer!"
"But that was what I understand-!"
You whimpered when Iota grabbed your face, his fingers were digging into your cheeks that bruises were starting to form. You tried to tell Iota that he's hurting you but the way he was glaring at you was enough to make you shut up.
"Dumbass! Did the others not teach you this yet, huh? All of us can easily solve this thing! Even Kappa can solve this and he's seven! It could be all those sweets you've been eating that's making your brain dumb!"
You sucked in a breath before chomping down on his hand. Iota yelped and quickly let you go, he let out a small growl before slapping you across your face.
Iota could only blink in surprise as he watched you hold your cheek in pain. He reached out his hand towards you but you only moved back and ran out of the office, the sound of your cries can be heard throughout the palace.
"Fuck.."
Iota gripped and pulled at his hair as he leaned forward his chair and trying to process what had just happened. He glanced at his desk that was still full of reports and tiredly sighed. He has to finish this first before he can go to you. You might even forget about what happened just now due to your forgetfulness.
"(Y/n)?"
Beta called out as Delta knocked on your door. They heard the door to your room slammed shut, the loud slam causing the test tubes to rattle a bit from the lab. They were worried since you would never slam your door shut so they decided to know what happened.
"(Y/n) come on, open the door. What's wrong?"
When they still didn't receive a response, they decided that you might probably went to take a nap. Beta decided to come check up on you later when lunch time comes.
You still hadn't come out of your room and it was already evening. The segments, except Iota, kept calling out for you and asking you to come eat but you wouldn't respond to them.
"(Y/n), it's me Kappa! Are you not going to eat dinner with us?"
Omega could only sigh in disappointment as he told the others to head to the dining room and eat. Once the others have left, Omega glanced back at your door before heading to where the others are.
"So where is (Y/n)?"
Prime asked as he sat by the end of the long table, staring at the segments that came in. Iota was sitting away from him with his arms crossed, trying to remember what he forgot to do.
"She still doesn't want to come out.." is what Delta answered.
"She skipped lunch and might probably skip dinner too. She's going to starve herself." Theta added.
Prime narrowed his eyes before standing up from his seat and heading towards your room, leaving the segments to themselves. Theta watched as Prime left the dining room before glancing at Iota.
"Iota, weren't you tutoring her this morning?"
Iota froze in place, which the segments took note of, as he remembered what he had forgot.
"It didn't go well."
"Do explain what you mean by 'it didn't go well'."
"Let's hypothetically say that she may have gotten slapped.."
The segments could only stare at Iota in shock before they glared at him.
"She's just five!"
"Go apologize to her!"
"The reason why she hasn't left her room to eat is because of you!"
At the same moment, you were sniffling under your blanket, cuddling a small plushie of Prime that was gifted to you by Columbina.
You heard another knock coming from your door as you wiped your tears away. You winced when you accidentally touched your cheek, the one where Iota slapped you earlier.
"(Y/n), it's me. I hope you don't mind me coming in.
Just from the voice alone, you could immediately tell that it was Prime. You didn't expect him to be outside your room. You didn't expect him to be able to open your bedroom door when you were sure you locked it. You mentally facepalmed at yourself for forgetting that Prime has a key to your room in case of emergencies.
You squeaked in surprise when the blanket has been removed over your form, you held the Prime plushie close to your chest as you looked up to see Prime himself staring down at you.
"(Y/n), what ever happened to your cheek?"
Prime gently held your face, inspecting the reddened and bruised spot on your cheek. You whimpered when he accidentally grazed his finger against the area, making you flinch back. He noticed your reaction before narrowing his eyes.
"Tell me who did this. Now."
You were always scared when Prime's tone would be cold and demanding when it comes to you. You know he would never hurt you but it's always rare for him to use his commanding voice. With a small gulp, you told Prime what happened. Prime listened to your rambles, he heard the way your voice started to crack and tears making its way to your eyes. His hand gently stroked your hair as to calm you down, his other hand went to cup your cheek and gently wipe away your tears using his thumb.
Once you finished telling Prime everything, you were a sniffling mess. You didn't come out of your room for the entire day because you were scared that Iota might yell and hurt you again. You held onto your plushie as Prime picked you up before walking out of your room.
"You could have went and told me instead if events like this happen, my dear. Even if the segments are me from different ages, I would be upset if I find out they hurt my little flower."
You and Prime walked in the dining room to see the other segments glaring at Iota from the other side of the room.
"Iota, we need to talk now. I have been informed about what you did to (Y/n) earlier and how you yelled and hurt her."
"It's not my fault that she's a fucking dumbass!"
"She is literally five years old! Cognitive thinking takes time to develop especially with children of her age!"
"It's a simple problem, Prime!"
"Answering stoichiometry questions that advanced does not count as a simple problem for her to solve! She can barely read and understand it!"
The banter between Prime and Iota continued on. You were feeling a bit light headed from the lack of food in your system so you held onto Prime's clothes to steady yourself.
"Did you ever think about her feelings as well? After you yelled at her, even slapped her, she hid in her room all because she was afraid of seeing you. She was afraid you might hurt her again."
Iota's eyes widened in shock as he glanced at your tiny form. You looked up and saw Iota's gaze before hiding yourself further in Prime's chest, your head leaning against his shoulder.
"Starting now, you are banned from tutoring (Y/n). And if you even try to touch her... I suppose I'll have to put a shock collar on you to keep your hands in check."
Prime heard your stomach growl as he went to get a plate of food before walking back to your room. Before he left the room, he glanced back at the other segments.
"Let this be a lesson for you lot if you try to hurt (Y/n). I won't be merciful. Iota, I'll deal with you later."
Once back in your room, Prime sat you down on your bed before helping you eat. He watched as you hungrily ate the stew, making him relieved to know you're not going to be hungry anymore. Prime took the empty plate from you before standing up to leave, only to stop when he felt you tug on his lab coat.
"Um.. is what Iota said true? Am I a dumbass?"
Prime's eye twitched in annoyance when you said dumbass, he already had a plan in mind on how to deal with of Iota when he's done.
"Not at all, don't listen to what Iota said.. don't even repeat that word. You're already intellectual for your age, my dear. Don't let others' opinions bring you down. After all, you are my prodigy."
Prime ruffled your hair before tucking you in bed. He watched as you held the plushie of himself and cuddled it.
"Nighty night, Prime.."
"Good night, my sweet. May your dreams be kind tonight."
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pastelspoon31 · 3 months
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Chapter 5.5: What a nice neighbour! (Older!König x Younger!Reader)
tw: age gap (early 20s reader, AT LEAST mid-40s König), manipulation, a little bit of pseudo-incest
Chapter 5 | Chapter 5.5 | > Masterlist
A/N: This one is kinda fluffy if you’re blind or have chronic daddy issues :D Also, what do you call a filler episode for a fanfic, again? Well, whatever it is, this is something like that hehehe (PS: No sexy time here, babes. Sorry :/)
"How about this one," You showed König the guy on the screen of your phone.
Jared, 24, a junior associate at a law firm.
"He looks like he's made of his father’s money. Must be a shitty brat," König commented as he pulled you closer on his lap as he looked over your shoulder.
"Would probably just use you as an accessory," The older man kissed along your jaw, "Swipe left." He ordered.
"We've been at this for an hour and you haven't approved of a single person yet." You swiped left.
"I'm a picky guy, liebling." His hands wandered over your body, caressing your curves as his lips skimmed the skin of your neck.
"You're gonna have to approve of someone sooner or later." Your head fell back to his shoulder.
"It's best not to rush your options like this. You know I only want the best for you~" He kissed a sensitive spot on your neck, causing you to shudder. "Let's try again, yes?"
You sighed and swiped to the next person in the application.
"No," König's disapproval was immediate.
"You haven't even looked at his description yet!-"
"No."
"But-"
"No."
"I- Fine."
You swiped left.
König hummed in approval. "Good girl~"
"Yeah, yeah." You huffed in annoyance and sat up a bit from his chest.
"What? You don't want to be my good girl anymore, mein liebchen?" He feigned hurt, but his eyes told a different story.
"No! Not like that-" You leaned back again. "It's just.. I.."
"Come on, use your words. Tell König what's wrong." The soft encouraging smile he gave you was so convincing.
"You always make these mean comments about how the people on here don't deserve me and.. Frankly? I'm tired of skimming through all these men.." You complained with a soft pout.
"I just wanna be held and kissed and.. and touched.." Your cheeks grew hot and you felt the embarrassment settle in.
"Hmm," He took the phone out of your hand and set it down, "I'm sorry, liebling. I didn't know you felt that way." He wrapped his arms around your torso, bringing you closer to him.
"I know you want to go out and explore the world and all that.. But.." He placed a soft kiss on your temple. "We don't want another 'Billy' situation now, do we?"
You tensed up and looked down. "No.."
"So you understand why I have to keep you away from those men."
"I do.."
"Good," His hands started to wander again, below your shirt to knead at the skin softly. "Come i'll cuddle you, maybe you'll feel better then, ja?"
"That would be nice.." You smiled, already leaning in closer to him.
"I think you could also use a little distraction. Wouldn't you agree?" His tone was teasing and lighthearted.
"Mhm.." You turned in his lap and placed your hands on his chest. "You should join me too next time.. On Tinder, I mean. I'm sure there's plenty women looking for a man like you."
"And why would I want another woman when I have you?"
You were taken aback by his words. It was the first time he was being so honest and genuine with you, and it was enough to send your heart fluttering.
"Yea, but I'm only here to keep you accompanied as.. as your 'daughter-figure' or something like that. I can't possibly fulfill all your needs.." You muttered shyly.
Oh, if only you knew the things he's been doing to you~
"I'm quite content with just having you around, mein liebchen."
"Well.. What if you want another wife?" You questioned, curious to see what his answer was.
"I doubt so. I'm not currently planning on meeting new women just to replace my late wife," He paused, thinking of his words.
"Besides, i'm lucky enough to have my sweet liebchen to stick around and entertain me~"
"..I guess I could stay, for a while." You said, trying not to seem so eager.
"Good girl," He praised.
You hummed happily and leaned forward to kiss his cheek affectionately. "Can I have my phone back?"
"You don't need it right now,"
"Why not?" You asked with furrowed brows.
"Because you're spending time with me,"
You couldn't help the small smile that formed on your lips.
"You're a needy old man."
"But you love me, don't you?"
You chuckled softly.
"Of course," You snuggled into him.
König's heart fluttered at your words. He knew you didn't mean it that way but you'll change its meaning soon enough.
He'll make sure of it~!
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discordsmuse · 6 months
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Discordsmuse Masterlist
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Hello friends! Finally putting together a masterlist to make it easier for you guys to find all my fanfics here since I only post to AO3!
These will be organized by fandom and character.
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Baldur's Gate 3
Halsin
dance me to the end of love, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav and Halsin admit to their feelings post-Moonrise and fuck on a balcony.
Silence, NSFW/18+ : Fem!Tav and Halsin fuck in a closet
Do Unto Others, NSFW/18+ : Fem!Tav wants to give Halsin some attention and convinces him to let her be the giver for once.
Enver Gortash
body more than just a flesh, you can sell it for success, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav is invited to dinner with the Archduke and things get a little heated.
i will give you all that you need, NSFW/18+: Sequel to the above, Fem!Tav and Gortash bathe together before Enver gets a little handsy.
gracious men are those who suffer, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav and Enver w/ a free use kink.
legacy with no memory, NSFW/18+: Fem!Durge and Enver Gortash w/a pregnancy kink
I wanna know my god, At least enough to fear Her, NSFW/18+: Fem!Durge and Gortash have a lil bit of hate sex
Gale Dekarios
be my nightfire, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav catches Gale mid-alone time. Feelings and sex ensue.
Abdirak
sanctify you bedsheets with the sweat along your hips, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav is fascinated by Abdirak and nervously asks him to teach her about Loviatar.
Raphael
delightful little detour, NSFW/18+: Canon rewrite for what happens when Fem!Tav tells Raphael he's bad at sex.
Let the Dream Begin, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav/Raphael Phantom of the Opera AU, slowburn
Office Hours, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav/Raphael College AU
Rolan
i wanna have a home, i wanna share it, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav and Rolan get together post-saving the tieflings from moonrise.
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Pirates of the Caribbean
Hector Barbossa
The Pirate Lord, NSFW/18+: Barbossa/Reader post-Elizabeth being kinged.
All That Glitters, NSFW/18+: Longform Barbossa/Reader canon rewrite pre-CotBP
Liar's Bet, NSFW/18+: Longform Barbossa/Reader canon rewrite during CotBP and DMC
feel the edges start to burn, NSFW/18+: Barbossa/Reader where reader is friends w/Carina
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Harry Potter
Severus Snape
isn't it lovely (all alone), NSFW/18+: Snape/Reader closet sex
no death in rebirth, NSFW/18+: Snape/Reader longform amnesia oneshot
Brought to Life, NSFW/18+: Snape/Reader marauder's era classmates to lovers lol
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Dead by Daylight
Canon/Canon
Contention, NSFW/18+: Ace/Meg against a tree hatesex
Breaking Point, NSFW/18+: Megmillan first time
It's Alright, Teen/16+: The survivors and killers recover post-entity
Anna/The Huntress
Not so much taming as growing accustomed, Mature/16+, Huntress/Reader friendship to lovers
Herman Carter/The Doctor
Untethered, NSFW/18+, The Doctor/Reader where reader annoying him but in the fun, bratty way
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Resident Evil Village
Karl Heisenberg
Business Partners with Benefits, NSFW/18+: Heisenberg/Reader where reader is Moreau's niece
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Spider Man
Dr. Otto Octavius/Doc Ock
Working Overtime, NSFW/18+: Otto/Reader where reader is his lab assistant
Bedside Manner, NSFW/18+: Otto/Reader where reader is Doc Ock's lover
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Labyrinth
Jareth the Goblin King
Midsummer, NSFW/18+: Jareth/Reader at the midsummer fae ball
don't leave me lonely, NSFW/18+: Jareth/Reader sequel to Midsummer
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The band Ghost
Papa Emeritus IV/Cardinal Copia
Better Than, NSFW/18+: Copia/Reader where he's a little insecure about Terzo being better than him
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Dracula
Dracula (lol)
Nice Costume, NSFW/18+: Dracula/Reader in a modern setting at a party
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Our Flag Means Death
Israel Hands
we do get desperate, now and again, Mature/16+: Fem!Reader/Izzy hurt/comfort unrequited love.
i wanna be yours, Mature/18+: Fem!Reader/Izzy first time together
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This list will grow/change as I write more :D Thanks for reading!
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Man Suang : Not so live blogging 
My friend and I watched Man Suang over the weekend and while I couldn’t exactly live blog, I wanted to give you our reactions, because we had a great time, even if we were occasionally confused about what was going on. 
[My Thai colleague said she had no problems following the story, while her non-Thai husband was struggling. We’re pretty sure that the Netflix subtitles were not accurately conveying all that was going on, which may have left some non-Thai viewers confused about who was doing what and why.]
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Friend: His face. This hurts. Also how is he still hot with black teeth? 
Me: I did not think that they were going to go here...
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Friend: I don’t think Bas is making it through this movie. 
Me: Oh, no. He is definitely giving ‘Doomed By the Narrative’ vibes. I’m gonna be shocked if he’s alive at the end. 
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Me: No…I don’t like this. (cringes away from screen). His face.
Me: Yay. He’s dead. 
Friend: No, don’t pick up the knife. 
Commiserating groaning because we both know where this is headed. 
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Me: Still hot. Maybe more so. I have one Tumblr mutual who will appreciate this.
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Friend: Tong! I love him. Is he matching the peacock? 
Me: Yes, with the pants and the coat. It’s no hot pink bathrobe, but I’ll take it. I hope they gave him a pet in this one, too. 
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Me: This is definitely going to be a problem. 
Friend: Yeah. He is not well. I don’t know when or how, but this is going to be an issue. 
Friend: Does it seem like the smartest idea to send the hottest man on the planet as a spy? Like aren’t spies supposed to be nondescript? 
Me: He’s in a hat, so it’s hiding his hotness. 
(Side eye from friend)
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Me: Another excellent meet-cute for MileApo. I think they also went straight for informal gu/meung again, although I’ve got no idea if that’s offensive here or normal for historical Thai society. He looks so confused that someone doesn’t immediately want to sleep with him.
Friend: Must. Investigate. 
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Friend: Yes, please.
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Me: These women are me. This is ancient Twitter right here. 
Friend: Are they mean enough for Twitter? 
Me: This is ancient Tumblr right here. They’re doing free-form fanfic. Those are some very suggestive…cucumbers? Whatever those are, they are definitely phallic. 
Me: Tong has a nut allergy. I’m sure that won’t come up again. 
Friend: They practically put a neon light on that foreshadowing. 
Me: He can’t die. There will be no burying of gays! 
Me and Friend: Pong!! 
Friend: I can’t believe how restrained Tong is in this role. This feels so wrong for him. 
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Me: Did you see that? He went from the fake smile to ‘fuck not this again’. 
Friend: His expressions are amazing. 
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Me: His eyes! This whole scene was just all in his eyes. 
Friend: That makeup is insane. It hurts how gorgeous he is. 
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Friend: This hurts. Ohh….no… 
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Friend and Me: Awww…
Me: Someone is nice and doesn’t want to fuck him. That must be new.  
Friend: I’m not so sure about that. 
Me: Fair. But like fuck him consensually and after some tasteful dates. Do you think they have scones yet?
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is worse than those disgusting harlots.
Me: I don’t know, but I think Khem is turning everyone he meets at least bi-curious. 
Friend: This guy hates how hot he finds Khem. 
Me: Definitely. Oh, Khem’s got a temper. 
Friend: Fight! Battle boyfriends. Yes, Mile. Save your boyfriend.
Me: It’s how they bond. Look at that glare. Damn, Apo. I love him. 
Friend: Same. 
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Me: I see the flirting has started. 
Friend: Khem looks so confused. 
Me: I don’t know that he’s ever had someone make the effort before. It’s just been, you’re hot, service me. 
Friend: Is flying a kite really a two-person job? This seems like more waist-grabbing than strictly necessary. Is he worried Khem is going to fly away.?
Me: Yeah, Chat can’t resist Khem’s sexy waist. Better hold on just in case.
Friend: Is he just telling Chat everything after one date?
Me: Bas is me. You told who what? 
Friend: Khem is a terrible spy. 
Me: He just keeps asking people stuff outright. To be fair, it makes sense he's terrible at this.
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Me: ROXANNE!! 
Friend: This is why we don’t let you go out. 
Me: Fair. 
Me: ...roxanne...
Me: New plan. No subtlety, just start questioning everyone. 
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Me: This is giving me Harry, Ron, and Hermione on the hunt for the Chamber of Secrets vibes.
Friend: Which one is Hermione? 
Me: I actually don’t think this group has a Hermione. I think it’s one Harry and two Rons. 
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Me: The parrot did it! 
Friend: The papers are hiding in the parrot cage! 
Me: I swear someone is hiding in that enormous red cabinet. There’s something about that cabinet that’s sticking out for me. 
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Friend: Oh no, oh no. 
Me: Nooo…. 
Friend: See! We called it. That was going to be a problem. Do we know why this keeps happening.
Me: I don't think so?
Friend: Wan is going to turn on them, but think he’s helping. 
Me: Yeah. This is going to be ugly. I feel it in my bones. 
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Me: Oh, no. It’s the nut allergy. 
Friend: How do you…wow. I’m impressed. 
Me: No one ever casually tugs at their collar, just like how a woman vomiting always means she's pregnant. Nooo… they can’t kill TONG!! WHAT?! 
[Unintelligible yelling at the screen.]
Friend: Are you going to be okay? 
Me: No. That better be fake is all I’m saying. 
Me: Wait, I remember this scene from the trailer. Oh, no. He's going to pull the gun on....yeah. That.  
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Friend: No…. his face. Don’t hurt him. 
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Me: Yes! I knew it. You can’t kill Tong! 
Friend: (Unimpressed) Well done. 
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Me: I didn’t know something could pull focus away from Apo, but apparently it’s a small fortune in Thai fabric. 
Friend: I was thinking the same thing. They’re gorgeous. 
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Me: Perfect. No notes. That is exactly how he should return to life. Very Tankhun of him. That dragon is named Sebatian.
Friend: No! Bad Biochemjess!
Friend: He is killing this scene. He’s so good. 
Friend: Wow. Wan is actually going to live. 
Me: I did not expect th-
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Me and Friend: NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
Friend: What! Not Khem.
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Me: This is painfully symbolic. Khem’s totally covered in blood on the left side, too. 
Friend: Can someone please put out that fire. There’s still explosives in this room. 
Me: This is making me anxious, too. 
Me: Khem was willing to sacrifice himself for Chat to live. 
Friend: And now Chat is. 
Me: Well done boys. This feels like they’re trying to replicate episode 6, but it’s not hitting the same way. 
Friend: Yeah. 
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Me: Do you think they keep cuddling the cat when they want to touch each other? 
Friend: That’s what I think. The cat’s a metaphor for something. Now I really want their series. 
Me: Same...just 10-12 more months.
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postoctobrist · 3 months
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I found out a friend has a nazi fetish and writes nazi dom jew sub fics and they told me I'm kink shaming when I visibly reacted with distressed shock. I'm Jewish and autistic and they aren't, and the nazis kind of killed us a lot so it has left me feeling unsafe around them but I know I'm in the wrong because its just a kink and fiction is fiction. You are an expert on kinks so how do I get over this?
oh wow okay. well the first thing is that you don’t have to get over this. recognising that it’s okay for them to have that kink, and it doesn’t automatically make them a bad person etc, doesn’t mean you always have to be comfortable around it or them, and that’s something they should consider before accusing you of kinkshaming, especially with something like raceplay. you’re right that it’s not necessarily something that makes them unsafe, but it’s perfectly reasonable for you not to want to hear anything about it and that’s a sensible boundary to set. ‘you can’t share this part of yourself with me and still have us stay friends’ is painful and evokes some bad feelings about kinkshaming, of course, but not every situation that leads people there is the same. I hesitate to draw any general principles here but no, you shouldn’t have to personally indulge a Nazi kink just because not doing that might hurt their feelings. your feelings are (understandably!) hurt, and will go on being hurt, by them wanting to tell you about their Nazi fanfic, and those feelings matter too. apart from anything else it is inconsiderate on their part not to worry at least a little how their Jewish friend is going to feel about, again, their Nazi fanfic
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pxxlsm · 10 months
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{HIS NAME
{Muichiro SMUT (AGED UP)
{MINORS DNI
{Warnings; light bondage, mention of drugs and I think that's it.
(THIS IS MY FIRST FANFIC I HOPE IT'S ALRIGHT I HOPE TO IMPROVE IN THE FUTURE.)
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I slowly looked around, my vision hazed, it was difficult for me to make out anything. Everything was spinning like I had been drugged. I was still trying to recall what happened and my whereabouts but all I could remember was him, his gorgeous teal eyes looking into mine so cluelessly.. So innocently. He was the last person I had seen. I tried to move but then quickly caught onto the fact that I was tied, tied up on a chair. It was only now I had understood the danger I was in.
I then began to struggle to get out, trying my best to get out of these thick ropes. I had given up and tried looking around for something see before I had met those same teal eyes.
“Those ropes are not going to be coming off anytime soon, _____.”
“Muichiro.. Wha-”
He slowly made his way towards me only to rest his hand to my cheek. His hand slowly slithered down to my chin as he forced eye contact. Although I was put in a threatening situation this felt more lustful than violent...
“I promise I'll have you all to myself.”
I could feel the wetness forming between my legs as I rubbed my thighs together. I knew it was wrong, I should've been more terrified rather than turned on.
“Are you gonna hurt me?”
I asked cautiously, I wonder if he had noticed that I was craving him at this moment. He had began whispering in my ears, he only reassured me that I wasn't going to leave this place with any injuries. He said he'd make sure of it.
I was worried. Who wouldn't be? I held all of my whines in as I didn't want him to be weirded out.
“It seems as if you want me just as much as I want you.”
I bit my lips supressing any noise trying to get out. He straightened himself and looked at me. The way he stared me down didn't help my situation. Suddenly, I found myself untied and pinned to the wall by his strong but soft hands. I was confused before he pressed his knee against my already growing heat.
“Haven't done anything and you're already wet, Are you not ashamed?”
I couldn't do anything but whine and moan. It was all so confusing, such a kind looking boy doing all of this. I was on the verge of tears. He was only pressing his knee between my thighs and I was getting off of it.
“Aren't you going to speak?”
“Please..”
“Please what? Tell me what you want.”
“Why..?”
I was desperate.. I wonder what drove him to do this. I wanted to know.
“Well, You're very pretty and I just wanted to ruin that gorgeous face of yours.”
I was taken aback by those words. Ruin? What did he mean by 'ruin'? I worried that he would hurt me. But all my worries had faded after I felt warmth against my lips. He kissed me.
Then, it was like a switch had flipped in his head. Within the blink of an eye we were in a different room. I was pushed down onto a futon then I realised I was naked. Had I been naked this entire time? I think I would've noticed..
Then I looked back up and all I was met with was his erection. It stood at a good 8 or 9 inches. At the sight I immediately knew it would hurt. I've had sex once or twice and it never hurt but the size and girth looked like it'd hurt.
He gently pressed me down on the bed with his hand and sat on his knees in front of me. He then slithered his hand to one of my nipples and pinched it.
“Lay down properly..”
I obeyed him and fully layed myself down on the bed before he then lifted my legs over his shoulders, that's when I felt his tip press against me. He felt big, almost too big. For me at least.
Without warning, he slammed into me. Our hips like puzzles.
“Will this mean that you belong to me? ”
All I could do was nod. I couldn't let out any noises other than moans or whines. Not only that but he was fully quiet it was almost as if I was the only one enjoying myself.
“You're gorgeous, I can't believe I have you all to myself.”
There was tears rolling down my cheeks, I couldn't help it.. It felt so good. I was unable to think about anything other than him.
“Say my name..”
I was struggling to speak. It was like I was filled.
“Say it.”
He demanded and threw his hand straight onto my thighs and held a firm grip on it. I finally got myself to speak.
“Muichiro!”
It was hard to say anything without moaning. It all carried on until I felt a knot tie in my stomach. A almost familiar knot. He then began to quicken his pace, snapping his hips against mine at a unbelievable pace.
“Mui...”
All I could say was his name.
(AGHH THAT TOOK SO LONG LMK IF Y'ALL WANT ANYTHING ELSE WRITTEN)
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witchy-aunt · 4 months
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Johnny cade head cannons
first fanfic! I'll preface this by saying I wrote this a long time ago art like 2am so if its not great at there's a lot lot errors IM SORRY!! Also 'figured this would good to post with this years new round of middle schoolers who just read the outsiders, genius or low hanging fruit? can't tell.
f/m, no warnings, pure fluff maybe some angsty bits?, Johnny cade x reader
Johnny Cade
“Stay gold, Ponyboy.”
Johnny’s very obviously a nervous wreck so when you got together it was no surprise he was super worried about losing you
whenever it’s cold out he comes to your house instead of staying out in the lot as much as he used too
Late night talks out in the lot
You, Johnny, and pony are like the ultimate trio honestly 
I feel like most fanfics I read say pony’s normally a third wheel after you get together but I disagree in my mind you were already all friends or at least friendly and so when you got together it didn’t change things all that much as far as your friendship with Ponyboy
I feel like he’d have a lot to contribute to the gangs conversations but because he’s too scared to speak up he’d tell you about all his thoughts throughout the day when you’re alone you’re just easier for him to talk too
Dallas is suspicious of you at first but wouldn’t outwardly show it for Johnny’s sake and besides he’d act basically the same way he’d behave with you if you weren’t dating, when he inevitably realizes your good for him I think he develops a soft spot for you like he has for Johnny and Pony
People really don’t account for how “sassy” (for lack of better words💀) Johnny and Pony are and honestly it’s funny as hell, like his sarcastic remarks are rare in front of the gang but hilarious when they happen
I think because he’s so tough starved he really appreciates any physical contact from you even if it’s just a simple hand hold or resting your head on his shoulder
He loves cuddling, he’s def the little spoon most of the time, but when you first cuddle he’ll try to be the big spoon because it’s just what he expects to be the normal he figures that he should act like how Dallas and the guys he sees in movies are the way he should behave with a girl because he’s never really had anyone else to base a relationship off of 
You’re the first person he comes too after being in a fight with his parents, if he’s hurt real bad you’ll always clean him up and spend the night comforting him by cuddling him and talking to get his mind off of it, though I think it might be harder for him to be touched after a fight because he’s just so nervous and shaken, but he warms up too it after a few minutes and it definitely does help him afterward.
He’s always real nervous about messing something up and you being made at him so he needs a lot of reassurance 
He’s honestly real good at comforting people himself, like when your sad he knows exactly how to comfort you and make you feel okay or at least safe.
He’s always anxious about pda but I think he does like to at least hold hands in public at I don’t think he’s all that against hugging you or laying his head on your should in front of the gang even if it means he’ll have to deal with two-bits dumb comments, dal’s taunting smirk egging him on or everyone else’s stares even if it does make him pretty nervous he’ll always accept your touch.
Johnny cares a lot for people and never wants to see those he loves hurting which is a pretty obvious fact but because of this anything that happens to you stresses him out so bad
He doesn’t like fights and it’s rare for you guys to get into one, he’s not the best at communicating but eventually will tell you if somethings bugging him before he’d ever let himself get angry about it, I don’t see you guys getting into screaming fights either, it’s possible but it has to be something really bad
If you got together before he was jumped by those socs I’d think the change of him becoming even more quiet and nervous would be the hardest to watch
He doesn’t have a lot of money pretty obviously but he does like to sneak into the drive-in and save up to take you out whenever he can because he just can’t get enough of spending time with you
Thank you for reading! My requests are open so feel free to send any you have in for Johnny!
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