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Dating Bruce Wayne HC

~Bruce is an easy person to be with romantically

~So long as you’re a fan of awkward glances and late nights

~Bruce Wayne is a night owl and doesn’t actually make it to bed a lot of the time, so get used to cold sheets and early breakfasts

~A ton of really uncomfortable eye contact, because expressing his feelings is hard for Bruce and sometimes he just can’t express what he’s going through to you. It’s easier to just hope you get him well enough to work it out for yourself.

~Staunchly protective. Bruce has seen the underbelly of his fair city and as much as he adores it, he wouldn’t trust it with his most prized possession.

~Lots of little touches

~Bruce always has some kind of contact with you, whether it’s a hand on your lower back while you’re walking through a crowd or reassuring squeezes to your hands or shoulders as he passes.

~That being said, he isn’t “touchy” in any way. He doesn’t touch you just for the sake of it, every touch is deliberate and intentional.

~Bruce also isn’t particularly vocal if he can help it.

~After a while of being together, you just get to know all his little tells and actions that give away far more about how he’s feeling than he’d ever actually tell you.

~He’s careful, and guarded to a fault so don’t expect getting him to open up to you to be easy.

~Constantly getting dragged to galas and events, partially because it’s good for the heir to the Wayne empire to be seen out and about with you on his arm and partially because he simply can’t survive them on his own

~Bruce’s love language is absolutely gift giving, not because of the sheer amounts of money he has but because it was his fathers love language.

~He grew up watching Thomas shower Martha in just about everything she could have ever wanted, and that’s how he sees love. More than anything, he wants you to know that he loves you the same way his father loved his mother.

~Little black smudges all over your pillows and towels from all the eye makeup

~He’s a little (a lot) moody

~Bruce gets grumpy a lot and would probably get snippy sometimes if he’s too tired or hasn’t eaten in a while but eventually, you get good at not paying that too much mind.

~He’s covered in bruises, cuts and scars. Most of them you don’t take care of for him, but one occasion, he’s let you check them out just to make yourself feel better

~Having dinner together, at his favorite place, on the same night every single week…as long as he isn’t busy wearing his mask and saving the soul of Gotham city

~Constant check ins from Alfred, who grows just as protective over you as Bruce is.

~It’s important to remember that Bruce grew up richy rich and high society so sometimes he gets a little snobby. He likes expensive wine and the kind of classical music that blends into the background of a room.

~If you didn’t grow up like he did, he’s going to be a little out of touch.

~”You can’t just drop that much money out of nowhere”

~”I don’t know. Not everybody was a boy billionaire”

~Dating Bruce Wayne and dating Batman are two different things but somehow, you manage to juggle the two without issue.

~Absolutely loves to rest his head against your middle, especially if he’s getting overwhelmed. He loves to just pull you into him wherever he’s sitting and hide away in you for a while.

~Small surprises all the time. You haven’t actually woken up without a pastry from that little french bakery you love or a cup of hot coffee since you moved into Wayne Manor.

~Forehead kisses

~Bruce is sensitive to bright light, which you adjust too quickly, which means a lot of candle lit dinners and nights spend in front of the roaring fireplace in your pajamas

~This man is a fantastic boyfriend. He’s absolutely on top of everything. Sometimes, he forgets his own appointments and things like that but never yours.

~That’s the deal. Alfred takes care of Bruce, and in turn, Bruce takes care of you.

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fluffyprettykitty · 11 months

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nsfw alphabet

Pairing: Sam Wilson x female reader (no specifications)

Word Count: 2200 words

Warnings: pretty much everything, ejaculations, penetration, sex toys, oral sex, exhibitionism, lingerie kink, humiliation kink, daddy kink, oral fixation, size difference. if I missed anything major please let me know!

Author’s Note: Here it is! thank you all for voting in my poll and if you see something interesting let me know so we can expand it! :)

PS: dividers & banners by @saradika

Main Masterlist ・❥・ Sam Wilson Masterlist

A= Aftercare (what they’re like after the act)

Sam loves taking care of you, he likes showering you and caressing you while doing so before returning you to bed with him. Drying your hair and your skin with a soft blanket and then tenderly applying lotions on both of you, he never stops praising you and being soft and tender with you. He loves cuddling you and acting like the big spoon engulfing you inside his embrace & keeping you warm. He is also a big pajama wearer ever since moving to Washington dc so he dresses you in them as well. He completely adores you and he makes sure to take his time showing his devotion and admiration to you.

B= Body part (favorite body part their own or their lovers)

His favorite body part of his are his hands, especially his fingers, he knows what kind of effect they have on you and he loves driving you wild with them, the possibilities are endless. Although he is also pretty much a cock guy. When it comes to a lover, Sam is mostly an ass guy but he is also into breasts as much as any guy, all in all, his favorite parts of a woman are her mouth and lips, loves getting kissed and caressed, and all the soft things.

C= Cum (anything that has to do with it)

Sam loves shooting his cum inside you and watching it spill out slowly, he also loves feeding you his cum with his fingers and when he finishes a blowjob he headlocks your head in for maximum effect. Sometimes he also loves painting you with his cum and shooting it all over your breasts just to make you lick it all again. He is also known to something leaving marks on your clothes for you to find later, just cause.

D= Dirty secret (Pretty self-explanatory)

Sam's dirty secret is that he is into humiliation for you, he would take it to the extreme but he respects you too much for it. If he could parade around nude with a collar on a leash he would be happy. he loves knowing that he'd own you completely but only during the act and he loves it the more teary-eyed you are.

E= Experience (do they know what they’re doing)

Sam is an experienced man, there's almost nothing he hasn't tried yet as he is very adventurous and always up for new things. He knows how to do everything you ask of him and he loves pleasing your wishes. He loves finding out your body and meeting your needs and suppressing your expectations to the max.

F= Favorite position

On your back of course, holding your hands together and slamming his whole body onto yours, followed closely by missionary just to watch you struggle underneath him and your tummy bulge and lastly, he loves it when you are riding his face, one first around his cock, another hand on your clit rubbing.

G= Goofy (how serious are they)

He can become very goofy during sex especially when he wants to tease you and makes the most obscure references to things while doing so. He will mock you in a joking way & he's rarely serious about it. The only times he is serious during the act is when he's feeling grief or something intense during an unsolved mission for instance.

H= Hair (grooming habits)

Sam is the most well-groomed man in the world, he loves his showers, he loves his lotions & his oils. He always smells incredible and he takes care of himself in every was possible.

I= Intimacy (in the moment romantic or rough/dirty)

Sam is very much a romantic intimate guy. He will stop to make a love confession to you, kiss your face, call you pretty, recall a past action of yours he particularly adored and mostly he will make you feel as loved and secure as ever before. Worshipping you comes naturally to him and as vocal as he is he won't stop praising you. Even when he gets rough or punishing he never fails to you beautiful and sexy.

J= Jack off (do they masturbate and how often)

Sam only masturbates on late-night overseas calls with you or when you are getting punished by him. During calls he is more desperate and goes faster at it with his big hand wrapped around his girthy cock, stroking himself with precum falling off his fingers so deliciously. At the other times though he does it more slowly, caressing his veins in such a teasing way that his own cock twitches for more attention. He also does have a fleshlight but he uses it more rarely.

K= Kink (kinks what they like possibly unusual)

Sam likes the thrill of almost getting caught, not that he'd ever allow you to be exposed to anything because he's just that good but he loves knowing that five minutes before guests are supposed to arrive, you are at the decorated dinner table getting eaten out. Also, he is known to be slipping fingers inside you during conversations with people knowing people would never manage to point it out. And of course the daddy thing which is the first kink of his you ever find out because he does refers to him like that during the act.

L= Location (where they like to get it on)

Sam loves getting you alone in the shower, ever since you met him you have never taken a shower or a bath on your own, he always shows up. Another favorite place of his is the car, especially for blow jobs because he says it gives him the chance to prove how good of a driver he is but he also loves fingering you in the car. Another favorite place of his is the dinner table, either on it or against it.

M= Motivation (things that makes them tick/turn ons)

Clothes are what motivates him, the way they hang on your body, the way you walk, the way you smell, the way you might repeat an action that entices him. He is extremely observant so he always has his eyes on you somehow observing all of your micro-expressions. During the act what makes him more feral are the sounds of your wet pussy and when those first mantras of daddy begin to fall off your lips, that's when he gets brutal and needy himself.

N= No (turnoffs or absolutely won’t do)

Sam doesn't have many turnoffs. He would never do anything you wouldn't want to do and he would always stop the minute you'd ask him to. He would listen to you.

O= Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are)

Sam is a king at pussy eating, he loves using both the tip and the flat of his tongue to maximize your pleasure. He holds your thighs down and goes to town in such a way that will have you shaking again and again. He loves sucking on the clit like a lollipop, he likes using his fingers along with his tongue to make you squirm and he enjoys slurping up all of your juices, cleaning you completely. Now when it comes to receiving he loves a partner who tries to deep throat because let's be real that thing is huge you will choke yourself on it no matter how hard you try but that's one of the things he loves the most. Sometimes he might even use your mouth as a resting place for his cock. Overall he loves oral sex both for giving and receiving and he loves it most when he does it in a semi-public setting.

P= Pace (how fast they are and how long they last in bed)

Sam is fast but he prefers it slow. He only picks up the pace when he needs to make you go crazy. He could last all night if you let him and once a week he loves taking off the whole day just to fuck you in any position possible, it's what motivates him better.

Q= Quickie (do they prefer fast and hard)

Quickies are not the preferred for Sam, he loves taking his time and overstimulating and edging you at the same time, so for him a quickie could only happen if he was that desperate for you, hasn't seen you in a while and needs you immediately or in a public setting (family dinner in the bathroom, club sex, dressing room quickie)

R= Risk (do they like to try new things)

Sam loves taking risks. There's almost nothing he wouldn't want to try, together or on you or on himself. The minute he finds out about something new he would love to try it out with you. Sam is always up for a good experience, he says it builds character, especially on himself.

S= Stamina (how many times they can go and how long each round lasts)

Sam can last a LOT. He loves taking his time, quickies are not his favourites, so one pussy eating session could turn into an hour-long affair, a fucking could turn into cockwarming, and back into fucking without him ever losing his hard-on. And even if it does he gets it up pretty quickly. All in all, he loves lasting and dragging out his time, wanting to completely savor the experience. So each round of his would preferably be around 30 minutes up to an hour.

T= Toys (are they game for using sex toys on themselves or lovers)

He is pretty much game with any sex toy. He would love to use your vibrator on you just to test you out or to stimulate you, he would use an anal plug just for you to feel some kind of double penetration and he wouldn't mind a cock ring himself. He is also into any kind of accessory, including handcuffs, ropes & masks. As a gadget man, he wouldn't mind even toying with a vibrator to turn into a remote control object turned by his voice.

U= Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves)

Sam is a huge teaser. He would touch at any opportunity, smack your ass, squeeze your breast if he can, tease your neck. He'd even lick his fingers to cite a reaction out of you, he would low whisper close to your ear, he'd grunt in a way that would make you jump at him and mostly he would do anything in his position not to leave you alone at all.

V= Volume (are they loud, what sounds, and do they talk)

Sam can be quite loud with his barite grunts and the way he curses during the act. He tends to be more talkative when he's teasing and right before he starts fucking you, after that he focuses on the sounds because he loves hearing it when he slams inside you, that slapping sound and the sound of wet pussy makes him wild. He tends to also ask you a lot of questions because he likes overstimulating his partner and mostly he moans when you blow him off, maybe the only time during the act he's not that talkative. He also likes groaning every time he enters you.

W= Wild card (random sin cannon of any sort)

Sam is so incredibly into getting his fingers sucked, he loves mouth training and having a partner that has an oral fixation like that, he loves a partner that prefers letting him take control for the most part. He is also very into masturbating with your lingerie although that would be a little bit harder for him to admit. He definitely has one drawer full of your own underwear.

X= X-ray (what’s down below in dem pants)

Sam has a very muscular and well-toned body. His workouts are intense and he participates in all kinds of sports. His huge biceps are the result of weight lifting and his incredible stamina comes from his active lifestyle. He's also incredibly well-endowed and leaves anyone begging for it. His cock is girthy and uncut, full of veins with an almost aggressive tip.

Y= Yearning (sex drive level)

Sam possesses a medium sex drive, as a former soldier he is very disciplined and very in control of his emotions and actions so he never slips but when he needs he can become pretty unpredictable. Sam is after all a spontaneous kind of person. So depending on his object of lust his sex drive increases.

Z= Zzzz (do they sleep after if so how quickly after)

Sam is a big cuddler so he prefers wrapping his arms around you and bringing you close to him before he falls asleep, preferably with his nose buried inside your hair. The peaceful sound of you breathing in your sleep is what drifts him off to sleep, he is a very much a doing things together so he loves it when you fall asleep together after sex.

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creedslove · 3 months

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omg I had this dream of Marcus Pike where he and me were very good friends and I started to develop feelings for him but all of a sudden Teresa appeared and gave me a speech that caused me to wake up in tears.

I wish he was with me in real life and brought me to his arms and kissed my forehead. I was so heartbroken after I woke up and for what? 😭

ps. I hope you have a good day, Mari. I love your works and the effort you put to make them. you're literally my favorite person on this planet <3

Marcus Pike x f!reader

A/N: Omg I love your dream even if it's sad, it's still a great dream baby because I love dreaming of Pedro boys, in fact, I dreamed of Dave last night that I was pretending I was gonna kill myself because he was with Carol and his girls and then this afternoon I took a nap and dreamed I was BEGGING Joel to fuck me and he ignored me lmaof

• the hardest part of being close to Marcus was not loving him, in fact, for you, it wasn't just the hardest part, it was impossible

• but it wasn't really your fault, not when marcus in addition to being around, he was just the whole package: he was handsome, successful, kind, intelligent and the worst part was that he seemed not to be able to see that, one failure marriage wasn't a declaration of being a bad partner but somehow Marcus couldn't understand that

• he just fell in love hard and fast and very often with the wrong woman, because even if you didn't want to come off as obsessive and jealous, you could feel they wouldn't be able to love and treat him the way you did

• so it wasn't that surprising when he came to you looking so excited and happy to know he'd met another agent called Teresa and they seemed to really hit off; they'd been out for pancakes and on a couple of dates too and you felt your heart sink

• Marcus went out and found someone else, someone who wasn't you, and yet he was still the sweetest and most loving friend you'd ever had

• your opinion, companionship and presence were so important to him, so of course he would introduce you to Teresa and even if you were hurt and upset, you went there with an open heart, wanting to at least get along with the woman who was with the man who mattered the most to you

• but of course the antipathy between the two of you was immediate and there was nothing that could change that; you and Teresa managed to be civil and polite around Marcus, but she stared at you with the same despise as you watched her, she felt uncomfortable with your presence as much as you felt it with hers and so on

• what bothered you the most was how indifferent she seemed to be, it was always as if she wasn't really there or wasn't really paying attention to what Marcus said; overall, it was always as if Marcus was way more into her than she was into him and it bothered you, because you knew he was bound to get hurt

• when you found out about his promotion, you felt you could explode into a million pieces out of excitement and pride in him, he'd worked so hard for it, he deserved every single acknowledgement he got, but at the same time you were happy for him, it pained you to know he'd asked her to go with him and not only that, he proposed to her as well

• it hurt you to see how she hesitated every time he mentioned moving to DC or getting married at all, because you would've said yes to him in a heartbeat, you would've dropped everything in order to go with him, because unlike her, you loved and cared for Marcus

• everytime you saw him, it was a reminder of how Marcus would move on without you, he didn't love you the same way you did but you still decided to stay and help him with all the details; you helped him pack his bags, you helped him pick an apartment, always daydreaming about a life that wouldn't be yours after all

• and even if Teresa wasn't so sure about her future with Marcus, it bothered her you were around all the time, it bothered her how you looked at him with heart eyes and perhaps it bothered her that you could see right through her hesitation and lack of passion, so she had enough, thinking it was about time she put a stop on it

• when she got to Marcus' place to have dinner with him but found you instead, she frowned annoyed

"what the hell are you doing here?!"

"I came to help Marcus finish his bags just like he asked me to... He asked me to keep his base until he settled in DC and I could send it over"

"you don't get, do you?! I am Marcus' girlfriend, in fact, I'm his fiancee, not you! Why can't you see that? Why do you pretend you don't see he doesn't love you? He doesn't care about you the way you want! Marcus loves me! I'm gonna marry him, be his wife and maybe we will even have a family. Quit living this childish dream of thinking he is your prince charming, if he wanted you, you would be together by now!"

"Teresa?!"

• Marcus' voice interrupted her speech, and you watched at the two of them in horror to realize he had just stepped in in time to hear everything Teresa had said, you didn't have words to argue back, it killed you to know that there was a large chance she was right

• you swallowed hard and tried not letting them see the tears flooding in your eyes, but it was too late. Even if Marcus called your name and tried going after you, you couldn't stay and face him, you felt so embarrassed at that moment

• Teresa prevented Marcus from going after you, she was glad that at least now you would leave them alone and Marcus just hoped he had made the right choice by not going after you

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luckyfox3000 · 7 months

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DC X DP PROMT #9

Hello my fellow wonderful readers! I present to you a new promt!

Tim knew somthing strange was happening in Gotham.

He didn't know how, but he knew. He felt it. Slowly, ever so slowly, the city was changing.

Ever since he was a child, something about Gotham just resonated with him. It felt right to protect it. Like it was his duty.

Sometimes, and it was kind if silly, but, sometimes, it felt like Gotham would speak to him.

A whisper in the wind when he was a child, sliding down a roof pipe, following batman and robin across rooftops, and, as he grew older, voices in his head that weren't his own.

So.

Tim knew somthing strange in Gotham was going on. The voice had become quieter. Nearly faded into the background.

He has no one to understand, no one he could tell without them thinking him crazy.

I mean, remember what happened last time???

Batman, robin, the league of assassins, losing everything.

So yeah.

Tim was gonna have to do this on his own.

Feel free to add on or use!

Ps. I am so sorry for the late post! Classes have started so I'm kinda busy. But! I bring to you this new promt! Also reminder, for anyone who uses my prompts, please tag me, I would LOVE to read them!

#dc x dp #dc x dp prompt #dcxdp #dc x dp crossover #dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc prompt #dpxdc #lucky_fox #Tim drake is so done #he has scars on his body and mind and we can't ignore it #my baby boy's been through a lot #i just want him happy with his team #timkon forever #they are so cute i get tooth cavities

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viennafantasies · 3 months

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𝜗𝜚- Character's I write for

Outer Banks: jj maybank, rafe cameron, john b routledge

The Vampire Diaries: damon salvatore, stefan salvatore, klaus mikaelson, kai parker, kol mikaelson, elijah mikaelson, jeremy gilbert, enzo st john

Pretty Little Liars: toby cavanaugh, caleb rivers, Jason dilaurentis

Glee: santana lopez & sam evans

Once Upon A Time: killian jones & peter pan

Brooklyn Nine Nine: jake peralta

Gossip Girl: chuck bass & nate archibald (for now)

Riverdale: archie andrews & jughead jones

The Office: luke cooper & jim halpert

Stranger Things: steve harrington & billy hargrove

Cobra Kai: miguel diaz, robbie keene & hawk aka: eli horowitz

The X Files: fox mulder

American Horror Story: tate langdon, kit walker, kyle spencer

Pen15: dustin long, brandt

Outnumbered: jake

Marvel: loki laufeyson, steve rogers, bucky barnes, peter parker

DC: bruce wayne, clark kent, dick grayson, joker

Hunger Games: finnick odair & peter malarky, ps. I haven't done cornelius bc I haven't watched the new movie :)

Harry Potter: ron weasley, draco malfoy, blaise zabini, mattheo riddle, tom riddle, lorenzo berkshire, theodore nott, lucian bole, james potter, sirius black, remus lupin, regulus black

Note: Let me know if you want any poly, my requests will be open by tomorrow. You can request whatever you want but it has to be x reader. I don't mind writing anything but be careful with warnings. I hope you have a great day!! mwah :) ps. tell me if you want fluff, smut or angst. I don't know how to do smut that well but I will try!

cba to do tags

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justjensenandhisalteregos · 3 months

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Man! I Feel Like A Woman ~ Part 2 of I Need a Nap

Pairing: Dean Winchester x f! Reader

Warnings: (Y/N) might be sexier than Dean anticipated, hehe. Other than that just a lot of sweetness and maybe a funny Sam.

A/N: Well, ya’ll here it is! The much anticipated part two to I Need A Nap. This was a fun one to write. As always, thoughts, hearts, and reblogging are always welcome and much appreciated! X PS. The picture of the dress came out way too big so I improvised (outfits at the end)

WC: 620

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My eyes twitched between the two brothers.

Did Dean just…?

Did I just…?

Answer the dang man, (Y/N).

“Dean, yes. I’d love to be your valentine!” A wide smile tugged at each end of my lips as I felt my face get heated. I threw my arms around Dean’s neck giving him a hug.

“(Y/N)… Air…” Dean chocked between breaths.

“Oh… heh…sorry D.” I removed my arms from his neck and smiled sheepishly.

Sam sat at the table with a smug smile from what had just transpired. He looked at Dean with an I told you so smirk.

Dean rolled his eyes as Sam passed out the deli sandwiches and chips that he had brought back.

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Dean’s POV

“So, what’s your plan Mr. Valentine?” Sam asked as he looked up from the book he was reading.

“Well, I know (Y/N) likes to dress up when the situation calls for it. I’m gonna take her to that new steakhouse that opened up last month. Then, ya know, we’ll see what happens.” I finished waggling my eyebrows suggestively.

“Oh, God, Dean. Too much information!” Sam’s face scrunched up in disgust at the thought of his brother and (Y/N) doing that.

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1:10 PM Valentines Day 2/14/98

I made it to my room, closing the door.

Quickly I got into the shower and did a complete wash down, with shampoo, deep conditioner, a vanilla sugar scrub over my entire body, and ended with a total shave down of my legs and arm pits. No hair, don’t care.

After blow drying my hair I knew I was going to curl my long hair.

Dean likes when I wear my hair curly.

Plugging in my curling iron I knew I was missing something.

Hmmm, I think this calls for a little Shania.

I smirk approving of my choice in music. I placed the CD in the stereo and shut the top. Pressing play, the stereo filled my room with the familiar first notes of Man! I Feel Like A Woman.

“No inhibitions, make no conditions

Get a little outta line

I ain't gonna act politically correct

I only wanna have a good time”

I sang to the music as I cured my hair. To keep my long curls in tack tonight, I doused my hair with hairspray and finished with makeup and and a pretty dress. I was excited because Dean told me to dress to the nines because he was taking me somewhere nice.

Grabbing the little maroon number hidden in the back of my closet, I smirked pleasingly. I had recently bought it when I had gone to California to visit my other best friend, you know just in case, I sighed happily to myself as I laid out the dress, black heels, and a black purse.

After buckling the heels, I smoothed the fabric of my dress looking at myself in the full length mirror. Once I was satisfied, I opened my bedroom door and made my way to Dean’s bedroom door, where I heard AC DC coming from it.

I knocked loudly so he could hear my knock over his loud music.

Within a minute or two Dean’s door opened as he looked up from rolling up his sleeves.

Dean smiled at me before her got a glance at my outfit. His eyes just about bulged out of their sockets. If I wasn’t watching I would have missed it because just as easily, a knowing smirk flashed across his face.

Ever so gentlemanly, Dean held out his arm for me to take as he escorted me to sit shotgun in Baby to take me on our first date, Valentine’s no less!

Part 3

#dean winchester #spn fanfiction #sam winchester #supernatural #supernatural fanfic #dean winchester x reader #valentines day #part 2

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inkareds · 7 months

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De Selby Part 1 Jason Todd x Reader 1 / 10 - Unreal Unearth Event

nav // event masterlist // dc masterlist // ko-fi

✧.* word count: 3.7k ✧.* genre: angst with happy ending ✧.* warnings: a lot of confusing conflicting back story with the reader and jason oh and mention of gore

When Jason was younger, a ghost would follow him around. Not in the literal sense, more of the metaphorical sense. You'd come to him in his darkest times, but when he knew you needed him most, you disappeared, like a ghost

(Ps I’m talking out of my ass when it comes to the Reader stealing shit. I have no idea if any of this works, I don’t want to research how to steal a headlight) Also song breakdown at the end of the fic

Requests are still open for my October writing prompts event!

"At last, when the world is asleep // You take in the blackness of air // The likes of a darkness so deep // That God at the start couldn't bear"

“Jason?” the thief stopped their incessant wriggling to get out from his hold, instead they froze looking up at the helmeted vigilante above them.

“What?” Jason froze, his brows furrowing in a deep set of confusion at the sound of his name from a stranger.

Until the thief reaches to take off their black mask from their face, showing Jason just who he caught trying to steal a Monet from Gotham’s Art Museum.

“Ghost,” he whispered.

“God I never would’ve thought you’d end up a crime-fighting badass, thought you’d just steal tires for the rest of your life.”

“I never thought you’d end up giving Catwoman a run for her money, I assumed you’d just be a petty thief your entire life.”

Jason took off his helmet and the domino mask, setting it down on the table in front of him. There was no need to hide his identity anymore. Not when you already knew from the moment you heard his modulated voice from underneath the mask.

You chuckled at his response, making your way into his hideout whenever he’s in Gotham. It makes sense that he wouldn’t take you to his apartment, if he even got one in Gotham, after all, you were still a criminal. Who knows what you were planning on doing?

Nothing except watching your childhood friend make tea, that’s for sure.

“Two-”

“Very full teaspoons of sugar,” Jason cut you off before you could finish your sentence. Turning towards you with two mugs in his hands, a sly smirk on his face, “Don’t think I’d forget how you’re on the road for early diabetes.”

He offered you the mug after you sat on one of the very few seats he had in the hideout. You whispered a thank you before he took his own seat in front of you. The cup of tea warmed your cold hands. Whether Gotham was getting colder over the years or you were getting weaker either way, it wouldn’t work out in your favour.

Your eyes idly looked to your side as you lightly blew the top of your tea to cool it down faster. Autumn had just started, which meant winter was coming, and with winter comes the hardest months in the entire year for you.

Though you didn’t want to think about that now, not when someone you thought was long gone was now seated in front of you, and the hot tea you were looking down on now seemed extremely delectable. Slowly you brought the cup up to your lips, feeling the hot liquid coat your tongue and throat, slightly burning the back of it, though you couldn’t care less.

To be quite frank, you didn’t remember the last time you had fresh and hot tea.

When you finished your small sip, you pulled it down and let the taste linger in your mouth. Sighing and closing your eyes.

“That’s the shit right there,” you murmured, feeling your chest already warmed up from a single sip.

Jason watched, eyes focused and trained. He’s looking at you as if he’s looking at a ghost. In a way, he guessed he was kind of looking at a ghost. A ghost of his past.

“Staring problem, Todd?” You quipped, looking up through your eyelashes at him.

Jason shook his head, all these years and yet he’s still speechless whenever you spoke.

“Is this the part where you cuff me and bring me to the station after threatening me not to tell anyone your secret identity?”

“What? No.” He didn’t know why he answered as quickly as he did, nor as nervous as he did. But it seemed to make you laugh, so he didn’t dwell too long on it.

“Don’t worry, you don’t need to threaten me, I promise I would never.”

Had any other crook or criminal told him that after knowing his secret identity, Jason wouldn’t believe them. Though for some reason, hearing it with your voice, he knows it to be true.

He doesn’t know what to say and it seems you were done with talking too. Choosing to instead put all your focus on the cup of tea in your hands. So the two of you were quiet for a little while.

Jason took a few sips from his mug but found it difficult to feel relaxed even with his favourite tea. Every now and again he’d sneak glances towards you, how much you’ve changed and how much you haven’t.

You were taller, stronger, smarter, sharper. And if your previous crimes were anything to note, though he didn’t know it was you at the time, you were getting sneakier. Quieter in your steps. You looked more tired than he remembered too.

But, you still had that faraway look in your eyes, that almost-ghostly glaze which coats your gaze. He could still see the storm brewing in your mind from your eyes. The amount of thoughts that haunted your every waking moment.

Above all else, you still had that large scar on the palm of your hands.

He didn’t realise he’d been staring at it for long until you shifted in your seat. Moving your hands so that you’d cup the mug tighter in your hands, effectively covering every inch of your palm from his wandering gaze.

Jason found himself at the spot to say something, anything at all.

“I tried looking for you.” Were the only words he could think of to say.

Your eyes immediately darted to him, a sense of shock encompassing your body for a solid second. Before you relaxed, you dropped your shoulders in a weak attempt to pretend his words didn’t affect you.

“I know.”

“I couldn’t find you.”

“I know.” You repeated

“Why couldn’t I find you?” He croaked, almost desperate for answers.

“You’ll never get all of them off if you don’t go faster.”

A young Jason Todd, scraggly and dirty from the muck of the streets snapped his head towards the voice. There, from the dark of the alleyway, out came another equally dirty and messy kid.

“I thought you were a ghost.” he stated before going back to work trying to take off the parked car’s headlights before the owners could come back.

“You’re lucky I’m not,” you smugly answered him with a grin on your face before taking the small screwdriver from his hands and pushing him aside, “Because no ghost would be able to teach you how to do it quicker.”

Jason scoffed at your smug behaviour, though that irritation was quickly wiped off his face when you managed to take off the headlight he’d been tinkering with for the past 10 minutes or so, shy of just a few minutes.

When you looked back at him, holding the headlight in one hand and the screwdriver in the other he rolled his eyes. He can’t believe he was bested by the smugest kid in all of Gotham's slums. But you threw the headlight in his direction, surprising him and causing him to almost drop and smash the entire thing, rendering it useless in the spare parts market. All before you turned towards the other one.

“The trick is to find a weak point in the glass before you start trying to wedge your screwdriver in there.” You explained eyes focusing on the headlight in front of you, “When you find it, it’s best to work fast and strong. So that the metal doesn’t have time to adjust to the new weight.”

When you were eventually able to wedge the second headlight out, just like the first one, you gave it over towards him.

“Is this some kind of trick to get me to owe you? Cause I don’t owe you jack shit!” Jason, the smart-ass kid he was, spat out after he placed down the two headlights you were able to get out for him.

This response caused you to laugh.

“Hey, we’re all just trying to survive out here, right? Nothing wrong with helping out every once in a while. You don’t owe me anything, I promise.” You explained before handing him his screwdriver and making your way back from where you came from to leave him to steal the other two back headlights.

“Who are you anyways?” He mumbled rolling his eyes.

“Wouldn’t you like to know, pretty boy?” Was your last statement before Jason saw you disappearing into the shadows.

He scoffed and went back to work, thinking how ridiculous you were acting. As if you were some kind of Batman reject.

“I didn’t want to be found.” You answered after gritting your teeth.

Years of hatred and anger bubbled up in that moment. As he slammed the mug down on the table in front of him he stood, towering over you.

“Why not?! I looked for you for years out there! You know the amount of guilt I had after realising I left you out there alone?!”

Jason could tell he was slowly irritating you with the way you refused to look up at him and instead turned your attention back towards the window, watching the dark of Gotham.

“That’s your own psycho problem, not mine. I told you, you didn’t owe me jack shit. I didn’t want your charity, I taught you all of those things from the goodness of my own fucking heart.” You abruptly stood at the last part of your statement as if standing would prove your point that you were stronger than he thought.

That just because he was adopted by the richest guy in all of Gotham and somehow is now a crime-fighting, gun-swinging, vigilante-hero thing, he wasn’t better than you. He wasn’t stronger than you. At least, that’s what he knows you just want him to think.

“Don’t play fucking dumb, you know I don’t mean that.”

Ghost as he affectionately nicknamed you, as you kept popping up from the darkness somehow any time he needed help and then leaving when your job was done, visited him more often than not.

The two of you even worked together to pull off a large steal from a random guy’s car, basically almost dismantling the entire engine to take out all the things both of you could resell.

He didn’t really want to admit it, but Jason thought he finally found himself a friend. Even if he didn’t know your name. Not due to a lack of trying though, he’s tried, repeatedly, to ask for your name. Even going so far as following you when you think no one’s there, to see if you knew other people who would give him a clue of your name.

All for naught.

So, he settled with just calling you Ghost.

He’s done his fair share of rebellion and troublemaking in both daylight and nightfall, yet he’s only ever seen you when the sun is long gone. As if by daylight you disappeared from the face of the Earth.

He didn’t mind, at least, not when he could see you and talk to you almost every other night.

“How’d you know I needed help that time, by the way?” He once asked after you finished eating the last of your taffy that he helped pickpocket from a guy that just left a candy store.

You grinned a wide, sugar-stained grin. “I was observing you.” You threw your head back in laughter when Jason’s brows furrowed in shock. “I go there almost every week to see if some dumbass is stupid enough to park their car there. I thought you were pretty cute when I saw you already there and then you annoyed me by taking so long with ONE headlight!”

The insult at the end of your statement completely masked your confession at the beginning of it. This caused Jason to react to the second part of your statement, not the first.

“Hey! I do it faster than you now!” He pushed your side, causing you to stumble on the crate you were standing on.

“Ungrateful brat!” You yelled out before lunging towards him, tackling him to the ground as the two of you pretended to fight one another.

Something weirdly common between the two of you now. Jason thought it felt great, he knew he was still a kid, despite all the things he’s done and will continue to do in the slums of Gotham. So being able to do normal kid things felt weirdly cathartic to him.

But when he started laughing louder than he usually let himself, you pulled away. Standing up and offering him a hand to help him up too.

“But yeah, that’s it I guess,” you shrugged before turning your back towards him.

A sure sign he understood now as your way of leaving. Before you could disappear into the darkness like you always did, he did something he never did before. He called out to you.

“You think you could come in a more regular interval? I’m getting tired of thinking I’m about to be scared by a ghost, Ghost.”

You froze in your steps and Jason was afraid he’d said something wrong.

But then a humourless chuckle escaped you.

“Yeah, sure, who knows?” You muttered uncommittedly.

The next few days you didn’t show up, which caused Jason to slightly grow worried about you. However, he did try to push it away as his mother was getting increasingly aggressive and the time he saw her not passed out or drugged out of her mind, decreased.

It wasn’t like he saw you all the time anyway, and there were times when the two of you wouldn’t see each other for a full week before you showed up again.

But you always showed up, and you always somehow managed to find him.

Days stretched into weeks, and weeks stretched into a few months. Then his mother died. Overdosed on her pills and Jason had reached his tipping point.

The next thing he remembered was accidentally getting in trouble with the wrong group of people, he doesn’t even really remember how he got there. His memory buzzed over from the mixed emotions circling through his mind. What he does remember is what happened.

A group of older teenagers pushed him to the ground. There were three of them, had it just been one person he could’ve taken them on, it wasn’t the first scuffle he’s had to deal with. But there were three of them and after landing punch after punch on a few of them, they quickly gained the upper hand.

He remembered struggling against their hold as two of them held him down and the other pulled out a knife from his pocket. Jason remembered screaming, he didn’t want to die, not now.

Then through the haze of adrenaline and fear all became blurry. He remembered seeing you come down from the darkness like a ghost, pushing the guy with the knife away to the ground. The force and surprise caught him off guard, enough to have him hit the ground hard enough that he must’ve gained a concussion.

The shock of it all caused the other two holding him down to loosen their hold, he remembered taking advantage of this and pulling away. Decking the two of them straight in the face. Clearly not enough to knock them down though, he wasn’t quite as big as them yet.

“What the fuck are you standing there for?!” Your voice cut him from his frozen position, “Run!” You yelled at him, turning around to face him, your back facing the unconscious guy with the knife.

Jason’s eyes widened when he saw the guy start standing up, his knife glinting in the scarce street lights that reached the alleyway all of you were in.

“Look out!” He yelled out desperately, hopeful that you’d be able to dodge or do something.

When you turned it was too late, the most you could do was shield your face with the palms of your hands, instinct more than anything. The knife ripped across the skin of both the palms of your hands, forming a large laceration across your hands.

You screamed as you turned to Jason once more.

“RUN!” He doesn’t know why he listened to you.

Perhaps it was fear but had he not turned his heel and ran away maybe he wouldn’t have been filled with so much guilt as he did when Bruce Wayne adopted him.

Jason remembered hearing the sound of a policeman coming to the alleyway after he had run away. Effectively saving your life and chasing the punks away. But that was the last time he ever saw you.

Like a ghost, you disappeared.

“Don’t act like a child, that was years ago.” You gritted your teeth at him, clenching your fists, feeling the grooves of the scars in the palms of your hands.

Seeing as Jason wasn’t responding anymore, you started making your way towards the door to leave him. Yet before you could even take more than a step, Jason grasped your arm.

“I thought you were dead. I thought I left you for dead that night.” Jason spoke through gritted teeth, his hold tight and sure.

“Well, you didn’t, I was fine.” You tried brushing it off again but Jason wouldn’t relent.

“Why won’t you just let me help you?!”

“Because-” You roughly pulled your hand from his grasp taking steps back in the process to look at him in the eyes. “I realised something the last time we saw each other before I saved your life.” You pointed an accusatory finger at him.

“You, Jason fucking Todd, looked at me like I hung the stars. Like I was the sun and moon. Like I was your saviour. Guess what?!” You exasperatedly explained, “I’m no one’s fucking saviour and the fact that you looked at me like that scared me. You deserve better than me Jason, better than a petty thief!”

At this point, you were yelling, years of built-up anger and anticipation bubbled up in your throat and spilled out like word vomit. The two of you were so close to each other that you can’t help but realise just how much he’s changed over the years.

“You know I saw when Batman came to you, saw how he took you to Wayne manor. I figured Batman was Bruce Wayne and after seeing in the news that the great Mr. Wayne had just adopted another kid from the streets, around the same time Batman had a new Robin. I knew that was you.” You shook your head.

“I saw you once, whizzing above me, a big smile on your face with that large stupid yellow cape. That day I told myself I’m not going to drag you down with me any longer. You’re going to be better than me, you’re going to be better than anything in this fucking shithole of a place! And I wasn’t going to do shit that would hold you down. So, you’re asking why I didn’t want you to find me, there! That’s the reason, oh great Red Hood!”

You didn’t know what fueled your anger, maybe it was the fact that he wasn’t getting it. That you were doing this for him. That you wanted to cut all his ties from his shitty past and let him make a new present for himself. A better one. But when he wouldn’t even say anything, your frustration boiled over.

You roughly pushed his chest, “Say something god damnit! You were always such a talker, why are you being so quiet now huh?!”

Before you could push him again or hit him or do something that would elicit a reaction, any kind of reaction. Jason quickly took ahold of both your hands by your wrist.

“I died being Robin.”

You scoffed hearing his first words after your whole tirade of a confession.

“Yeah, I know, saw it in the news. Fucking bawled like a baby when I saw it. Why'd you think I was shocked when I saw you?” You refused to meet his gaze.

“That’s not the point,” he tightened his hold on your wrist, instinctively causing you to look back at him. “Before I died I thought about a lot of things, but the last thing I remembered was how I wished I could see you just one last time before I disappeared.”

In his eyes was a hurricane of emotion, ones you didn’t know how to feel about.

“When I got resurrected, you were the first thing I thought about. I went insane, my mind was scattered, and every piece of me was like shattered glass. The first place I thought to go to after that was the alleyway where I last saw you. I thought you’d be there. I don’t know why I thought you’d be there, but I just-" he paused, furrowing his brows trying to find his words.

"I just- you're right." He accepted, letting go of your hand. His head hanging lowly, defeated. You hated that look on him. "You're right, I saw you like you hung up the stars because you did. Back then you-"

You didn't know what possessed you at that moment. But before Jason could finish his ramble, your impatience pushed you to pull him down and slam your lips against his.

It was awkward, a mish-mash of lips, teeth, and a flurry of emotions. But Jason leaned in. He even placed a hand on your back before you pulled away.

"You talk too much." One of your hands crept up to his face.

There were a lot of things unsaid between the two of you. A lot of messy emotions with no clear connection and end. Yet, the moment he looked into your eyes and you to his, it seemed like it didn't matter anymore.

Then you said something. A single word.

"What?" He whispered, leaning into your touch.

"My name." You repeat what you said before, "That's my name."

Jason grinned.

Maybe you're right, maybe he should leave everything from his past in the past. He'll leave the pathetic child he was behind, he'll leave the slums of Gotham behind, and he'll leave the petty ghost-like thief.

Because right now, he doesn't know why, but he's sure you won't disappear anymore.

In De Selby part 1, Hozier references the fictional philosopher De Selby from the book The Third Policeman by Flann O’Brien. De Selby had several theories, one that I want to explore in reference in this fic, the first being that he theorised nightfall is an accumulation of black air, existence, and consequently, death is a hallucination. There was one other I wanted to explore but just didn't have the time to write it all down cause it was getting quite long.

#Jason todd x reader #jason todd #red hood x reader #dc x reader #red hood x nb reader #jason todd x nb reader #red hood #dc comics #red hood fluff #jason todd fluff #jason todd angst #red hood angst #red ink unreal unearth event

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craxkbaby · 2 months

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Hi hi! I saw you were open for request on dc and I might have something hat might interest You. We all know Bruce with so many hook ups or relationship with villains right? Well his one might be different hehehe.

Bruce Wayne x Antares male reader

Antares is a character from Solo leveling and is historically known as the strongest Monarch and the King of Dragons. You might need to watch up on what his personality is but he's by far my favorite villain.

If you aren't able to understand Anatares then no worries! Antares is a calm and collected character like Bruce, even if he's strong and want to wipe out the whole existence of humanity- he can still hold a conversation with a human.

Im thinking of the plot where Reader took interest on Bruce and ends up typing with him after the death of his parents. They grew close and getting into a relationship ending up married (idfk how that happened).

The hookups and short term relationships are fine with the reader because generally he cant have the same pleasure as humans since he is a monarch. So he accepts whatever Bruce does and surprisingly enough the whole family didn't know ho the reader was. Only knew that there was a giant picture of reader on the hallway in he manor and thought that he was dead or smth since Bruce has never mentioned him once.

But then some strong villain came hurt Bruce and the bats and as about o kill him until reader came and killed the villain without a bat of his eye.

Then things escalated, Bruce and reader got into a small fight about "you promised you stopped killing!" "And watch ou die in front of me? Fuck no" type of argument.

Ill leave the rest for your imagination :333

Ps. I know this is long and if you don't want o please do ignore this, i absolutely love your work and remember to look out or yourself alright? Thank you again!

Omg anon, this is honestly so cool tbh!! I’m rocking with this. I’m just gonna answer this now so I won’t forget later on about it! THANK YOU SM FOR REQUESTING AND ILL GET ONTO WRITING THIS RIGHT AWAY! 💕🙏🏽 I got sorta a busy day ahead of me today, but I promise I’ll be writing this! (¯ ³¯)♡

#🌐jay is yapping

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xenaxena · 10 months

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hello!

my name is xena (not really) and this is a side blog i have purely for sexy times (smut, porn, call it what you want)

my masterlist — i have written for dean winchester and beau arlen

i’m 20 years old, and if you interact with me you must be over the age of 18. (almost) every post will be nsfw, you are responsible for your content consumption and i won’t be held accountable.

i’m planning to write for supernatural, the boys, marvel, dc, and other stuff with those actors/actresses. (no rpf, only the characters they play)

currently writing for most jensen ackles characters (dean winchester, ben/soldier boy, beau arlen, jason teague, jake gray, alec/x5-494) and taking requests.

if you have a request don’t hesitate to send it! i will not be writing w*ncest or non/con but other then that, ask away! (if i’m uncomfortable with the request i will simply voice that and move on, no hard feelings)

i only right “x female reader” but the character(s) can be any gender

ps - if you find my main blog, please keep this blog separate (name, fandoms, etc) thanks. also, i would very much appreciate it if you let me know you connected the dots lol (either through anon or messages just please let me know!!)

#xenaxena #<- takes you to all my writings #ignore these tags #i’m on mobile so they’re purely to help me navigate my own blog #save #prompts #dean winchester x reader #beau arlen x reader #soldier boy x reader #billy butcher x reader #hughie campbell x reader #spn #the boys #big sky

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pookiebeary · 5 months

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ooo i love ur spiderverss x dc thing so far, if u ever decide to write something similar maybe you could give the reader a symbiote! I think itd be interesting :0

Like a really emotional person w a symbiote who enhances their anger/emtions, i havent watched anything on the new spiderman game but after peter gets the symbiote he seems angry/aggressive. imagine that in gotham with a vigilante who refuses to kill villains that actively harm the city (and have a habit of breaking out of arkham/jail), it could be a motivation for them ultimately (not spiderman, get it?) becoming a vigilante with the symbiote & killing ppl n then have the batfam intervene. I have more idea’s/could go more indepth abt jt but i dont wanna clog ur inbox ^^

pls dont feel pressured to write anything for it :D i just wanted to share my idea bc no one in my circle has the same interests as me —🐙

Tysm! This means a lot to me!!! (I run on validation 🥺🥺)

Also YES I ABSOLUTELY ADORE YOUR IDEA, I wouldn't mind if you sent something more in depth cuz honestly man that sounds amazing and it'll really help paint the picture! I'll see what I can write up when I have the time!!

Ps, I think the symbiote would have a fcking mukbang in gotham assuming reader has the "you can eat humans but only criminals" rule. Plus, can you imagine reader speaking with absolutely no filter like bully maguire or like the spiderman venom from the game 💀💀💀

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eschergirls · 1 year

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Thank you to our March 2023 Patreon subscribers!

Hey everybody!

It's a new month so it's time for an update and to thank all our March Patreon subscribers!

As an important update, if anybody follows EG on Twitter on top of Tumblr, you've probably noticed that the Twitter account has stopped cross-posting from Tumblr. That is due to the owner of Twitter turning off API access and Tumblr therefore no longer having Twitter integration. So the EG Twitter account is effectively dead. If you follow primarily on Tumblr, this obviously doesn't affect you, but I still wanted to let everybody know what happened. Aside from Tumblr, EG also has an RSS feed and we're still in the process of making a Mastodon bot that will autopost for those who also use ActivityPub.

As usual, I've been working on restoring posts and streamlining tags. Among the posts I've restored this month are this Worldwatch post with the glue-on armor and this old post featuring the DC heroine Katana in a boobs and butt pose.

If anybody runs into any other old posts that have missing images or formatting errors, please let me know. I tend to fix things as I run into them because the archives are so extensive, but I don't notice everything, so I'm thankful when people point stuff out for me.

And now a huge thank you to our March 2023 Patreon subscribers. Your support helps us keep this site up and running and allows us to keep working on it, upgrading it, and keep the archive independently hosted.

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x-posted at: https://eschergirls.com/text/2023/04/04/thank-you-our-march-2023-patreon-subscribers

#note #patreon #update

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iamreallyboard · 1 year

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Tawog x male reader

Episode 3 the past

Episode begins in the outside of Elmore junior high a blue car show ups

M/n: alright guys don't forget your lunch

G&d&a:ok thanks!

???:hello m/n chan!

A human size dragon wearing a nazy blue jacket appears in the tree shadow

M/n:you

???: mad huh haven't changed one bit

M/n:no I mean I can't see you

???:oh

M/n:*shock face*lobo

Lobo:sup man how retirement you look less thinner

Darwin:did he call m/n fat?!

Gumball: alright everybody get inside of the school right now there gonna be lots of bloodshed

Anais:close my eyes I don't even wanna see it

Darwin close anais eyes with his very big finger You walk right up to him

M/n:ok you win I don't want any t-

Lobo slaps your hand

Lobo:your not the same as I last saw you let fight coward!

You do a fighting stance but sigh instead

M/n:*sigh* fine you win

You walk away

Lobo:you coward! Coward! COWARD!!!!!!

Gumball:did m/n just

Darwin:walk of a

Anais: fight

Timeskip to lunch

Gumball:I can't believe m/n is scared

Darwin:hm I never thought I hear scared in the same sentence with m/n

Anais:we need to do something before that dragon guys something bad he wants to fight m/n what he gonna do to us if he got us

Darwin:I don't think he wants something to do with us he only wanted to fight m/n but still who even is he?

Timeskip to your car

Anais:m/n we need to talk about your "friend"

M/n:oh well I tell you guys when we get home

Gumball:also can we talk about the car

We your car broken and fight me was written

On it

M/n:oh well

Flashbacks lobo (the dragon not the DC character) destroying your car in street fighter style

Lobo: fight me! Fight me!! FIGHT ME!!!

Timeskip to night

Darwin: um m/n

M/n: yes?

Anais: you said you're were gonna tells your "friend"

M/n: *sigh* ok

the scenes opens in manga style animation

A long time ago when me and lobo were kids we were trained by Mr yagi we were strong but together we were almost unstoppable we fought in a tournament but sadly both of us were in the finals he would have won if he didn't let his guard down dishonored he left Elmore and went back to his home country Japan for what he did in Japan is something I don't know and may never will

Cut back

M/n:now that's all I will tell you

Anais:but what ab-

M/n: I said that all! now go

Timeskip to school

Darwin: hey guys that lobo guy wants to fight m/n right? so is m/n gonna you know?

Gumball slide in circles

Gumball: no m/n heart is too pure he will never fight a friend m/n has a heart of g-

Anais: ok! ok! Stop but your right m/n will never fight a friend old or not

As they were walking to they lockers they see gumball locker destroyed and they a letter saying "give this to m/n chan ps by lobo"

Darwin: oh no you know what's this means!

Gumball: yeah this guy a jerk why my locker why not your guys lockers!

Anais graps the letter from Darwin very big finger and opens it but it transition to you closing it you open the door

M/n: do not follow me

anais looks at the letter again

Anais: oh no he say find me in the School oh god who's knows what damage they can do! We gotta stop them!!

Cut to the school pe class

Lobo is sitting in the end of the area

M/n: hello

Lobo: ah you finally came thought you were gonna chicken out tho

The doors opens

Gumball:*out of breath* gu- guys d- do- don't fight

M/n: what the I said don't follow me! wait are you ok?

Darwin: i-t ver-y h-ard to go to scho- ru-ning wit- wit- with no shoes and only socks

Lobo: well what we waiting for m/n chan

You both run to each other creating afterimage fury of attacks in a anime styly

G&d: we got to stop them!

Anais: don't!

G&d: why!?

Anais: you guys want to be destroyed

G&a: ...

Anais pulls out popcorn

Both your punches hit each other creating sonic booms covering all of elmore but one of your punches hits him senting him flying to a wall he lands on the wall in results break ing the wall he laughs crazy a he graps the wall throwing the left side of the side of school but you destroy it with your head leaving you defenseless lobo punches your head sending you to the earth core

M/n: that it!

You jump in the air creating small shock waves you uppercut him to the sun changing it to night to morning

Sun: what the this is not my time

You jump to space both of you guys land 2 hits

Both of you guys: