( Set after they met at the first time at the back of the Batmobile while being taken to Arkham. )
part 1
Oswald knows Edward could break out of Arkham in a day if he wanted to. It would be easy for him, and his tooth-gap and dimpled smile would be front and center on The Gotham Gazette, but he’s still here, a week later, because Oswald made him.
Oswald was… smart, resourceful. He can make people do whatever he wants. He’s smart like that, and what he needed to overtake Gotham was this smart guy whose intricate mind can shake the ground. Edward was smart, smart in the way that his brain overpowers him. It’s all over his place, he’s a mess, a tornado, and Oswald knows how to … control him, gather up all these pieces and guide them. No one understood how powerful a tool Edward Nygma is, except him.
It was easy to control Edward. First of all, the man had deep hunger for riddles, for mysteries. Oswald needed him drawn to him, make himself the mystery. Give him little pieces of information just to hook his thoughts. Like a fish, and it worked like a charm, Edward grew obsessed with him.
Then came, love. Oswald knows from his experience how powerful love is, and how weak it can make you. It’s a double edged sword he knew how to use. Edward wasn’t just obsessed with him, he was enamored. A love sick puppy right at his feet. Oswald fed that love, a little crease of the cheek, a lingering gaze, plenty of praise, and some strictness. Edward needed control, it’s another thing he hungered for, and Oswald gave him just that. Ordered him around subtly, praised him plenty.
It was all perfect, all according to plan, but Edward didn’t fail to surprise him. they’d often stay up late talking and talking. Oswald never had such an intellectual conversation with anyone else, and he enjoyed it. Edward wasn’t bad company. The most surprising thing happened when Oswald offered … ‘physical’ services. He didn’t like them, never did, but he was familiar enough with the idea. It’s alright he’s black out during it and then forget all about it, wash his skin over and over. It was a tool, just like everything else. *
Except, Ed refused, firmly. Oswald understood that his looks aren’t… desirable, but he can be convincing. Yet, Ed was firm.
“ This is going too fast. I need time.” **
Which… Oswald didn’t mind that, it was a relief, and they settled to cuddle in bed, helping each other through nightmares and anxiety.
(next part)
notes:
* -> he doesn’t realize it yet, but he’s asexual. He thought his… sex-repulsion due to it never being meaningful, never being true or born out of love. When he’s in an actual relationship he’d be able to think about that, realize that he still doesn’t like it. Whether it’s because he always associated it with survival or just simple repulsion, he doesn’t know, but doesn’t change the fact that he’s asexual.
** -> Ed is demisexual. He doesn’t feel comfortable performing sex unless he built a strong relationship first. His relationship with Oswald is still new, overwhelming and fresh. He’s got lots to build up.
Chapter Sixteen of my Winterhawk Marvel Trumps Hate 2022 Selkie!Bucky fic is posted!
Excerpt:
It’s hard to concentrate when James is looking at him like that, but Clint tries his best. “I didn’t have the kind of life that — well, let’s just say that it wasn’t too conducive to stickin’ around. So, I’ve only felt this way twice before, and only one of those turned into a relationship, and even that didn’t last long. I guess — I can be a lot, when I feel this way about someone. Too much, maybe.”
“Too much what?” James says, voice so gentle the reproof doesn’t even sting. He lifts Clint’s hand up where their fingers are still tangled together, and presses a warm kiss against Clint’s scarred, knobbly knuckles. “Too much heart? Too much affection?” He shakes his head. “Whoever told you that was a damned fool.”
Clint swallows thickly. “I just don’t want to scare you off.”
James hums. He leans in, slow enough that Clint could back off if he wanted to, but that’s the last thing Clint wants. He presses into the kiss, lips parting. It’s short, and sweet, and leaves Clint wanting more, as James pulls back and smiles again.“I don’t scare easy,” he says. “And I’m not so overstocked on affection as to be turning up my nose at any, sayin’ it’s too much for me. I like how much you are. I like everythin’ about the way that you are.”
So I have this idea that Reid transitioned as a child and his mom supported him, but his dad didn’t and that’s part of the reason he left, so now Reid doesn’t tell anyone he’s trans unless he has to plus an extra reason why he doesn’t like his dad and wants father figures.
Self-indulgent doodle inspired by amazing kuni and based off that kombucha meme
It's no secret I kin Kei a whooooole lot, but it also goes other way - to projection. So, my Tsukishima Kei is demisexual always whenever I draw or write him he's actually demisexual he just is ok.
And his only emotionally intimate people are his family and Yamaguchi, so the poor boy literally has never experienced sexual or romantic attraction outside this one particular person. Everyone else is gross, don't touch him, please and thank you.
I say ace-spectrum top-preferring people rights
P.S. But I also 100% support people reading him as aroace, queerplatonic tsukkiyama is very special and precious. Some pieces I make are actually meant as platonic tsukkiyama because yes I love it
A little gift for Ace Week—Love, Lies, and Cryptids is on sale through Nov. 1st for $2.99 (or the equivalent of $2.99 in your region 😉) on Amazon. If you've been holding back on checking it out, now's a good time to pick it up. Summary below!
One minute, Nico Juárez is enjoying the stability of their job as senior editor at Unified Theory Press, a publishing house specializing in books about the paranormal. The next minute, they're stuck with a terrible new boss and a clueless (yet uncomfortably cute) new assistant. Jasper Milton just wanted healthcare and to keep his sexy side-hustle a secret. Now he's faced with an adorable, yet prickly, supervisor and a company thrown into chaos. Nico and Jasper must team up to stay sane. Hopefully, they won't fall in love—or be squashed by Bigfoot—in the process.
Demisexual/romantic character gets stuck in a time loop and slowly falls in love with someone who’s always had a hopeless crush on them, kind of a reverse Groundhog Day
Uh, hi there! I thought I might capitalize on the hype too - I do occasionally write, and one of the things I write is an interpretation on the Dawnguard questline with an OC protagonist -- which happens to rather prominently feature Serana. My protagonist is a demisexual dunmer lady who stumbles into the whole vampire thing, and decides that the sun should keep shining, thank you very much.
I like writing it a lot, even if I'm rather slow with updates - but if you're patient and you like that sort of thing, I'm happy to share.
It's rated E for gore (for now).
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Rating: E (gore, maybe smut later)
Pairing: Serana/female OC (not the LDB)
WORK IN PROGRESS, PLANNING COMPLETE, 11 chapters posted
Summary:
As a bounty hunter, Helreca's life was fairly stable. There would always be bandits to hunt down, bringing a steady stream of coin into her pockets. As long as the gods didn't intervene, she could live like this. This life agreed with her. But then the nightmares started.
That's right, folks, Chapter 21 and Chapter 22 are both posted today (I posted both together since Chapter 22 is a very short Epilogue), and that makes my Marvel Trumps Hate 2022 Winterhawk Selkie!Bucky Barnes fic COMPLETE!
Excerpt:
“You can still think and everything like that?” Clint had asked, and seal-James had made an offended-sounding arp and shoulder-checked Clint behind the knees, knocking him into the surf.
So seal-James is fully sentient, and also fucking hilarious. In the water, he’s just as graceful and sleek and swift as person-James was, but on land … well. On land, seal-James is an ungainly, ponderous blob, rolling around in the sand — head bobbing, bright eyes glimmering, and whiskers trembling. In addition to the recurrent ‘arp,’ he snuffles and snorts, squeaks and growls, moving across the sand with a comical, galumphing, flopping motion. When he gets excited, he honks in delight and smacks his flipper against his side repeatedly, sending shock waves rippling through his spherical body.
“You’re so round! ” Clint can’t help exclaiming. He worries for a moment afterwards that James might be offended, but James seems to consider it a compliment, preening and flopping over to show off his podgy belly, squirming his back in the sand gleefully when Clint scritches his fingers through the silvery pelt.
With a thunderous wet slap, he flops back over to present the mottled skin of his back for more scritches, wallowing happily in the cool sand until apparently it’s time to swim again. He disappears into the ocean, and Clint lies on the beach, half-dozing and half just trying to wrap his mind around the fact that selkies actually fucking exist, and his boyfriend is one of them.
Anjali, how do you write a demisexual character without invalidating asexuality?
Can I have a demisexual enemies to lovers story?
Are demisexual stories any different from “finding the one?”
Aren’t most romances about that though? Hello, there. Today let’s talk about how to write a demisexual character in a romance. If you’re here and trying to write a demi!character, I assume you know what…
Ambrose Adenhart has presumed his lot in life is inheriting his father’s Northern Governor title and taking care of the Clifflands collaborating with the golden and the silver crowns, which he considers to be enough responsibility while torn between the dynamicity of the mundane and the mystical woods, the two threads of his heritage.
But when King Edric arrives at Orchard Haven telling him he is to be the one to wear silver, the gentler hand of ruling, Ambrose understands his life will be even more complicated–yet a treasure of opportunities has been laid at his feet, amongst all the chance to finally figure out how his sentiments and passions work.
Dragged into the heart of a Realm still pulling itself together after wars, illness and betrayals, his heritage casting shadows and secrets over him, Ambrose will have to learn to rule the viper's nest while figuring out his feelings for the man who brought him there–while he still can.
[I drew the coat of arms and the second central image with the gradient night sky and silhouettes. The other pictures have been taken from pinterest]
[I have moodboards for Ambrose and Edric too. I'm figuring out how to present them]