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kennacore · 2 years

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The Popcorn Incident (a Benatar x Reader smut fic!!)

NOTES: Hey guys!! You seemed to like my Puff smut fic, so here’s a Benatar one😈😈 this is painfully self indulgent and cringe 😭😭 but enjoy anyways LMFAO.

DISCLAIMERS; Reader is AFAB, Benatar is painfully British, He’s also a virgin lol, Breeding kink, Reader is the top.

It was a painfully boring night on the YFM tour bus, which was a rare occurrence. Typically, the others would be doing something insanely chaotic, yet everyone was mellowed out for the time being. None of you were up to much in the slightest, since you had all already practiced together for the day. Meaning that there wasn't much left for the lot of you to do.

You were currently sitting on the sofa beside Axel, mindlessly strumming random chords on your electric guitar. Benatar was in the ‘kitchen’ preparing some tea for himself, while Puff and Deejay were sitting at the table, making small talk. You sure were hoping something would happen soon, because you were losing your mind to boredom.

“Ugh man, I’m so fuckin bored dawg!” Axel complains as he leans against you with an obnoxiously loud yawn. You tense up at the contact with a small blush, accidentally messing up the em chord you were attempting to play previously. “True that, I swear there ain’t nothing to do on this motherfucking bus,” Deejay agrees with a tired sigh. “Yes I must agree, this evening has been quite a bore. I suppose I shall have my tea and head off to bed th—“ Benatar was cut off by Puff, who suddenly stood from the table with a wild grin on his face. Oh great here we go again. That's the look he always gets whenever he has a bad or downright devious idea. You didn't like where this was going in the slightest.

“Guys, let’s play truth or dare!” Puff suggested. Deejay sighs and shakes his head “man what are we, highschoolers?” he mumbles. “Oh c’mon it’ll be fun, don’t be a bunch of pussies!” Puff then sits on the floor and motions for everyone else to come join him. Everyone reluctantly obeys him. “Alright let's get this show on the road! Haha!” Puff grins and slaps his knee. You were a bit nervous to say the least, but who knows; maybe it’ll be fun?

“Hey, y/n! Truth or dare?” Puff questions while pointing directly at you. You jump up, feeling a bit startled. Oh great, of course he had to pick you first. Fun was simply out of the question now. You thought for a second, now this may be the most ‘chicken’ option, but you wanted to play it safe! You knew how wild Puff could be. “Truth,” you were just hoping he wouldn’t ask anything too weird. “How big are those tits baby?” Puff wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. A blush spreads across your cheeks at the question, you should have known he would ask something weird! You now regret even agreeing to play this in the first place. You now nervously gaze down at the bus floor, thinking about what exactly to say.

Benatar could sense you were a bit uncomfortable with the question, so he spoke up for you. “Erm Puff, maybe you shouldn’t ask dear y/n stuff like tha—'' he was attempting to stick up for you, only to be shot down. “Oh c’mon it's just for fun you loser! Plus I bet you're curious too, you perv. I know damn well you’ve probably jacked off to the thought of those fat tits before!” Benatars face flushes at the accusation, his lips part in shock. The brit was speechless as he looked at the floor. Axel laughs obnoxiously while ruffling Benatar's hair. “Haha! You got a little crush or somethin you fuckin dick? I mean, I don’t blame you y/n is one super hot mama, I mean have you seen that ass!? She's so—“ Axel was cut off by Puff. He sure did seem to love cutting people off while they were talking. “Shut up, idiots! Y/n still hasn't answered!” Puff rolls his eyes. Everyone then finally settles down and looks at you expectintally, causing you to get nervous again.

After a few moments of hesitation, you timidly blurt out what your bra size was to everyone. Which earns you some suggestive comments, mainly from Puff, and even some howling from Axel? Benatar was the only one who didn’t say a word. He simply sat with a blush while shaking his head at his band mates reactions. You shrug it off with a blush of your own as you ponder on who you were going to ask. After some thinking, you end up deciding you want to fuck with Axel a little, since he’s been picking on poor Benatar all night. Plus, Benatar was sweet enough to try to stick up for you earlier. So you wanted to stick up for him now.

“Hey Axel, truth or dare?” You question, a devious smirk displayed on your face. Axel is quick to respond “dare obviously! I'm not a coward!” The man gave you a toothy grin. “I dare you to eat a raw egg and you have to swallow it too! No spitting it out.” You giggle evilly, it wasn't a super awful dare but you didnt wanna be too mean. He was still your friend after all. Axel seemed stunned for a moment, but wasn't hesitant to hop up to head over to the fridge for an egg. “Hah! Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to swallow it all, because spitters are quitters man! Wait, that sounded kind of gay. Everyone please ignore me…” Axel rambled on as he stood in front of the lot of you.

The brute then crushes the egg open with his bare hand, before slurping up the raw yolk inside. Axel was true to his word and swallowed it all with a scowl. You and the others chuckled at his goofy expression as he sat back down. “Now Benatar you fuckin wimp, truth or dare?” Axel snickers. Benatar seemed visibly nervous that he was picked. For a moment he was silent as he contemplated, but wanting to seem cool to everyone, he went with dare.

“I dare you to shove your face right between y/n’s tits for a whole minute!” Axel howls with laughter, Puff and Deejay joining in. The brit was quick to get red in the face for the second time that evening. You couldn't help but turn red as well. You surely didn’t see that coming.

Hesitantly, Benatar crawls over to sit in front of you. “Oh heavens, I'm terribly sorry about this. Is this even okay, my love?” He asks before profusely continuing to apologize, despite the fact he hadn't even done anything yet. You laugh and give a shrug. “Well hey I mean, it is only a small dare, so it's okay! It’ll be over before you know it.” You smile sweetly at him.

Benatar lets out a shaky breath before finally leaning down towards your chest. The brit then nudges his soft face between your breasts. You could feel how hot his face was against your skin, it was cute how flustered he was over a silly dare. Teasingly, you wrap your arms around the boy to bring him in closer to you, causing him to gasp and tense up. Seeing Benatar so nervous like this was starting to make you feel some kind of way.

“Havin fun, you dork??” Axel taunts the blonde. Benatar attempts to speak, but his words come out in a muffle since his face is still smothered between your fat tits.

Eventually, a minute passes and the two of you seperate. Benatar is breathing unevenly, his face flustered a dark red shade; even his blonde hair was a bit disheveled. You just adored how he looked right now. It was seriously the cutest thing ever.

The others, especially Axel, were laughing to kill themselves at the his reaction. Which only made the brit more embarrassed. “Oh sod off, you plonkers,” Benatar mumbles as he scoots back to his previous spot.

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As the night went on, the game of truth or dare ended up being short lived. You all got bored of it. Puff had then suggested another ‘brilliant’ idea to everyone. He recommended they all go to the Bald Beaver, and so that's where the majority of the band went. Except for you and Benatar— the two of you decide to remain on the bus, since Benatar suggested you guys could ‘watch the telly’ together. You guys never went out to the clubs much with the others anyways. Clubs were too much of a hassle for you personally. The amount of men that tried to hit on you in a single night was unreal. You just simply didn’t want to deal with it tonight. Plus, you couldn’t turn down Benatar’s offer, it did sound rather pleasant.

You and Benatar were now curled up on the couch as you opened up Netflix. The first thing you saw was a random American movie both of you had never seen before. You guys weren’t from America, so you were unfamiliar with American titles such as these. You figured to just choose to play that movie instead of spending 30 minutes trying to find another film. As it played on, it didn't seem overly interesting in the slightest; that was until a literal sex scene came on. To say you were shocked was an understatement. Maybe next time you should actually read the description for the movie before playing it.

It wasnt just any sex scene either, it was starting to get rather kinky. At first, the woman on screen had smothered the man’s face right between her bare breasts, simply teasing him. It seemed rather normal as of now. But it wasn’t long before there were blindfolds, whips and all kinds of other things being displayed on the screen. Is this the type of shit Americans liked?

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Benatar shuffling nervously. Unbeknownst to you, the poor man was starting to get a little hot and bothered down south. The start of the scene had reminded him of how earlier that evening you had done the same thing to him. He begins to remember how soft and warm your cleavage was, he wishes he could have stayed between your breasts forever. A tent began to form in his jeans at the thought, Benatar subtly attempted to cover his little problem by placing the popcorn bowl over his lap. He was praying that you wouldn’t notice. He was ashamed for thinking such dirty things about his dear friend. The mixture of his thoughts, and the film playing on the screen in front of him was making him feel lightheaded.

Sure, he’s seen porn before, but surprisingly enough he had never actually had sex. So sitting beside a very beautiful girl, whom he happened to have a slight crush on, while watching this? While he was also having dirty thoughts about said girl? Yeah, he was kind of losing his cool. “You okay, Benatar? You seem a bit nervous honey,” you question the brit. The man in question yelps, whipping his head to look over at you. You notice he’s flustered yet again. “Oh um, I’m… I’m quite alright, darling.” Benatar audibly gulps while looking away. Seeing him like this was driving you crazy. You just had to tease him a little bit more.

“Aw, is someone all flustered over a little sex scene?” You taunt, although admittedly the scene was making you blush too. To be fair, it was some pretty kinky stuff. Benatar was quick to shake his head vigorously to show his disagreement. “No! Not at all…” he lied while beginning to fidget with his pale fingers nervously. You lean in close to him with a large grin “you sure?” Benatar visibly stiffened up, before looking to the floor timidly. Holy shit, did he just whine? How cute.

You decided that the poor brit has had enough teasing for now, so you sit back properly in your original spot on the sofa. Benatar let out a shaky sigh of relief as he shovels some popcorn into his gob. “Hey Benatar, gimme the bowl. You're hogging it all!” You joked playfully as you nudged him with your elbow, a grin on your lips as you placed your hands on the bowl.

Benatar jumped up with a loud gasp, shaking his head aggressively. “No! I mean um, you can't have it because… it's no good, It's gone baltic!” Benatar attempted to persuade you to not take the bowl, he almost seemed in a small panic as he spoke. You quirk an eyebrow at the blonde, feeling confused. “It’s gone… cold? C’mon, I had some just a bit ago and it was still piping hot! Now hand it over to me, you dork.” You tease while taking the bowl from his lap, and that’s when you saw it. There in the front of his black jeans stood a rather large bump.

Your lips part in shock as you stare at his boner, so that’s why he didn’t want to move that bowl. Benatar whimpered out pathetically while avoiding eye contact. “Oh my, I’m terribly sorry darling. I don’t know what happened! I um I just, I started thinking about earlier. The truth is… I quite fancy you, love. I have for quite some time now.” The brit stumbles over his words shyly as he confesses to you.

You were awestruck at his words, you had no clue he returned your feelings. To be truthful, you’ve had a crush on him ever since you joined the band all those years ago. “Oh Benatar, I like you a lot too,” you state with a blush while placing the popcorn bowl aside before putting a gentle hand on his thigh, causing the man to stiffen up. “Now, would you like some help there with your little problem?” You giggled teasingly, the blonde was baffled at your offer. “You… you would help me with it, love? Really?” Benatar questions with an audible gulp, seeming absolutely flabbergasted.

You shut off the tv before turning to face him. Gingerly, you hold Benatar's hands in your own, giving him a soft smile “of course, honey.” As you held his hands, you noticed his hands were shaking, and a tad bit sweaty. You frown a little bit at his nervousness, “are you sure you want me to help you out? You seem so anxious,” you ask with genuine concern. You would never want to make Benatar uncomfortable.

Benatar is fast to nod in response, “yes! I just… um, oh goodness… I’ve never quite done this sort of thing before.” To say you're surprised is an understatement. He was such a total babe magnet! How has no one fucked the ever living hell out of him? Knowing you were going to be his first made more heat pool down south. “Oh Benatar, don’t you fret. I’ll take such good care of you honey…” you whisper while shuffling yourself onto the brits lap. You wrap your arms around his neck before leaning in to kiss his face softly. You wanted to take things slow with him, considering he was new to this.

“Good heavens, you're so lush…” Benatar compliments as your kisses trail down his neck. You can’t help but giggle at his painfully British compliment as you begin to suckle and nip gently at his neck, causing the man’s breath to hitch. While leaving marks on his neck, you decide you grind yourself on the man's lap, causing a high pitched whine to leave his throat. The sound instantly sends a rush of arousal straight through you. You had no clue he could make such cute noises. You desperately needed to hear more.

Leaning up, you connect your lips to the brits plump ones. Benatar makes a startled noise at first, but it doesn’t take long before he melts like butter right into the kiss. The kiss is quick to get more heated. His slender fingers make their way to your face, now softly cupping your cheeks. The sweet gesture made your heart do a flip in your chest. How was he such a sweetheart?

As you pull away, a trail of saliva connects you both. “Benatar, before we continue this, let’s take this to my bed, shall we?” You suggest with a wink while the two of you stand up. You take his hand before leading him to the bed, he trails behind you like a lost puppy. Playfully, you shove him onto the mattress with a gentle push. Benatar propped himself up on his elbows not too long after he was tossed onto your bed, just so he could still have a view of you.

“May I take my top off, pretty please? It’s awfully hot in here…” Benatar suddenly questioned. You nod, deciding to even help him with it. You don’t hesitate to move close to him to help him remove his suit jacket, followed by his dress shirt and tie. Once it's all removed, you toss it all to the floor carelessly before admiring the shirtless brit. The boy blushes once he noticed you gawking at him.

You figured now you should strip a bit as well, it’s only fair after all. Maybe you would tease the man a bit by giving him a little personal ‘strip show’. In a painfully slow manner, you grab a hold of the bottom of your tank top before pulling it off of yourself. You watched him closely as you did, wanting to drink up all his reactions. So far he hadn’t had any major reaction, that was until you reached your hands behind yourself to unclip your bra. His lips part in shock, his face even becoming a darker shade of red. He must have been eager to see your tits, how cute.

As your bra was removed and discarded else where, he couldn’t help but gawk at the sight of your bare chest. “Pardon me for staring, love. You just… oh gosh, you have such beautiful breasts,” Benatar compliments bashfully. He was so awfully polite with his word choice, you found it adorable. You thank him before sliding your pants off.

There was only one more garment remaining on your body now, and that was your panties. You smirk as an idea forms in your mind. “Oh Benatar, come sit at the ledge of the bed for a moment.” Benatar is quick to scramble up and sit at the ledge of the bed in front of you, he was so obedient.

“Take these off for me, please pretty?” You ask while pointing down at your underwear. You could see a bead of sweat drip off the boy's red face, he was adorably flustered. Benatar swallows hard and reaches his shaking hands out towards you, only to place them on your hips softly. Benatar was so gentle with you, he was treating you as if you were a fragile porcelain doll who could shatter at any moment.

Benatar hooks his slender fingers under the sides of your panties, before looking up at you. He was silently asking for permission, despite the fact you’ve already given it to him. You giggle with a nod, letting him know it’s fine to proceed. His kindness practically made your heart leap out of your chest. Finally, he slides your panties down your thighs, letting them drop to the floor beneath you. He can’t help but stare at the spot between your legs. “My gosh…” the Brit mumbles as he admires your glistening pussy, you were already absolutely soaked.

“Does my sweet boy like what he sees?” You taunt as you softly cup his cheek. Benatar nods quickly as he continues to admire it. “Yes love, your body's like an angels. You're so gorgeous…” he speaks softly. You blush at his kind words while dropping down to your knees in front of him. “You’ve been such a good boy for me, I think I should reward you honey,” you say whilst unzipping his pants. Benatar gulps as he watches on nervously, his breath already getting more rapid by the minute.

At last the only thing standing in your way was his boxers. The front of his boxers were already slathered with precum, how adorable. You slip off his boxers with ease, allowing his cock to finally spring free from its containment. It stood tall and proud in all its glory, precum drooling from the head. You gawk at the size, he was packing! You would have never guessed. “Wow…” you whisper as you admire his dick. The brit shuffled around shyly as you stared on. “Is it any good, lovey?” He questions, hoping you were impressed with his size. “Oh yes, your cock is perfect. It's so perfect that I may just have to tit fuck it,” you tease. Benatar’s cock twitches at your words, he must like the way you dirty talked to him.

You grasp a hold of your tits before placing them around Benatar’s hard cock. Benatar lets out a choked moan before gripping the bed sheets at his sides tightly. You’ve hardly done anything yet he's already so excited.

As you begin to move your tits up and down on the brits dick, he's already letting out the most delightful sounds. He attempts to cover his mouth to muffle his noises, but you put a stop to that quickly. Your actions freeze suddenly, causing the boy to whine. “Benatar, uncover your mouth. Please? I want to hear all of those dirty little noises that are going to leave that mouth of yours.” Benatar hesitates but uncovers his mouth, he wouldn’t want to disobey you. “Good boy,” you praise as you continue your previous actions.

“Oh my gosh love, that… oh that feels lovely. Please don’t stop,” he whimpers out. Once again, you abruptly stop tit fucking the man. “Oh? Did you say to stop? Okay then,” you tease. You heard the blonde perfectly well, but you just had to have your fun with him. Benatar is quick to shake his head in disagreement. “No! Oh goodness no… I said to please not stop. This feels like heaven on earth, love. Oh please mistress don’t stop now, pretty please? I’ll be such a good boy, I promise…” he begs pathetically with a noisy whine.

Holy shit. Did he just fucking call you mistress? If you weren't already turned on enough, that title alone made you drip with arousal. “Fuck your so god damn cute,” you compliment before desperately moving your tits up and down on his cock again. You were going to make this boy cum harder than he ever has before, you would make sure of it. As you continue your work, you gaze up at Benatar, admiring the mess you’ve made of him. His chest rose and fell rapidly with every shaky breath that escaped his lungs, his face burned a bright cherry red shade. Sweat droplets fell from his pretty face, and the moans that left his parted lips were downright angelic.

It seemed he was starting to get closer to orgasm. With the way his cock twitched between your boobs and the way his legs trembled, there was no way he wasn’t close. “Does my pretty boy want to cum? Aw, how cute! Go ahead honey, make a mess all over mistresses face.” You quicken your pace as you open your mouth, letting your tongue stick out. You were hoping you could possibly catch a few drops of his cum on your tongue. Your words sent Benatar over the edge with ease. “Ah! oh love, my gosh…” he tosses his head back for a moment with a shaky moan as he coats your face with his cum, his hands tightly gripping onto your bedsheets.

You were shocked with how much he was cumming, he was practically painting your face a whole new color. “Mm, fuck honey. You came so much…” you point out. Benatar gets painfully red at your comment. “Oh dear, I apologise! I um, gosh I didn’t mean to make such a mess, should I help you clean it up? Or—“

You cut him off with a chuckle while shaking your head. “Don’t worry, I got this” you say while beginning to gather the cum from your face, only to lick it off your fingers. Benatar is stunned as he watches “darling, don’t do that now… you're going to get me all hot and bothered again,” Benatar pleads for you to cease your actions. “Oh really? That’s good to know,” you tease as you continue licking your fingers clean. Benatar’s cock throbs with need as he watches in awe.

Once your face and fingers are (somewhat) cleaned off, you stand up whilst giving the blonde a smirk. “Now, be good and lay down on the bed for me,” you beckon for the man to lay. Benatar obeys and sprawls himself across your bed. At a teasingly slow pace, you crawl on top of the brit and gaze down at him.

“Are you ready for the ride of your life, sweetheart?” Benatar nods eagerly while speaking “yes, oh yes please ma’am.” He was so polite, it honestly weirdly turned you on in a sense. Without hesitation, you drop yourself down on Benatar's cock. A loud choked moan leaves the man's mouth as he rests his hands on your hips “oh gosh!” He cries out noisily. You can't help but let a moan of your own out, the way he stretched you out was unreal. It's almost as if your pussy was made for him.

As you slam yourself up and down on his cock, his noises are music to your ears. “Benatar… fuck, you're so cute honey. That’s right, keep moaning for me like that, good fucking boy” you whine out. All the praise made the poor boy's head feel fuzzy. He decided to attempt to return the praise. “You um, goodness miss. You look stunning riding me like that…” he speaks shakily as his grip on your hips gets a bit rougher. You smile at his attempt to compliment you, he was so shy with the way he spoke. You just loved it.

“Benatar, how would you feel if I asked you to cum inside of me?” You question with a heavy pant. Benatar’s cock twitching inside of you and the way his hips bucked upwards was enough of an answer, but you wanted to hear him say how badly he wanted to. “Oh gosh, you would let me? Are you sure? That sounds awfully naughty…”

You nod with a smirk “mm fuck yes, fill me up Benatar. Cum inside of me, breed me deep. Don’t hold back, I want to be your personal cumdump. I want to be your dirty little whore. Let my pussy be your slutty little breeding toy,” you moan. One of the hands that had previously been gripped on your hip had made its way to his mouth. Benatar placed his hand over his mouth in shock at your words. He had no idea you could say such foul things. What he was more shocked about though, was that he was into it, a lot. it sent a new wave of arousal through him.

Benatar whimpers pathetically into his hand as his hips begin bucking upwards into you ever so slightly. He couldn't control himself at this point, you just felt too good. “That's right, good fucking boy. Fuck into your mistress like that. You're going to breed me so well, aren’t you my sweet boy? Oh fuck yes, ah that’s it, just like that.”

That was all it took for Benatar’s breath to hitch as he came with a high pitched whine. His hands grasped tightly onto your love handles desperately once again, as the brits cock twitches and pulses inside of your pussy. He’s filling you to the brim with his cum. The feeling alone easily sent you over the edge with a loud moan. You were cumming hard around his cock, your legs shook from the intensity of your orgasm. “Fuck, oh my god. This feels fucking amazing,” you moan breathlessly as the man fills you with everything he’s got.

“Fuck Benatar, god I love you,” you lean down, giving the blonde a loving kiss. He returned the gesture with 0 hesitation, the way he kissed you was so gentle and sweet. After the kiss, you finally pull yourself off of Benatar's cock. The amount of cum that spilled out of you was downright insane. “Holy shit, you sure do cum a lot, don’t you?” You taunt him with a chuckle. Benatar stares in awe as he watches his cum spill out of you, if he wasn't so exhausted he’s sure it would have made him hard yet again.

“You were so good for me sweetheart, would you like some tea as a reward?” You ask with a soft smile. Benatar returns the smile while giving you a nod “yes please love, I’d really fancy a cup of tea.” You shimmy out of your bed, slipping on your bra and panties before tossing Benatar his boxers with a wink. “You better put those back on just in case anyone comes back later” you giggle. Before leaving the room, you sneakily snatch Benatars dress shirt off of the floor. You decide to slip it on yourself once you’ve left the bedroom, leaving a few of the top buttons undone. The poor boy would probably have a heart attack seeing you in his shirt, but that's perhaps exactly what you wanted. You sure did love to tease.

You make your way to the counter, preparing the brit his tea while humming. You find yourself lost in thought, thinking about all the things that occurred that evening as the kettle boils. You were so caught up in your head, that you never heard the door to the bus slam open until it was too late.

“Dude her boobs were like two melons in a shirt! I’m telling y—“ whoever the owner of the voice was had stopped themselves mid sentence. You had snapped out of your thoughts at last, and froze in fear. Oh fuck. Slowly, you turn around and sure enough there stood your fellow band members (minus Benatar of course). All of them had their mouths agape in shock as they stared at you.

You were in quite the state. Not only were you half naked while wearing Benatar’s shirt, but your hair was disheveled. What had happened between you and the blonde while the others were away was painfully obvious. You felt your cheeks burn with embarrassment, of course they had to come back now of all times. “Did you and Benatar have sex!?” Puff yells. Oh boy, you weren't ever going to hear the end of this one.

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holly-the-trash-writer · 1 year

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Matching

Eleveneth Doctor x Fem!Reader

For an annonymous request!

Synopsis: For their movie date Y/n got them matching bowtie pyjamas and the Doctor loves them!

Word Count: 1,183

A/N: I'm going to stop doing requests for a little while. I have a serious case of writers block and also wanting to write for other things. I will try and get through the requests I have and then take a little break. But I hope to be writing for Eleven again soon! I love you all!

Y/n rushed around the apartment as she got everything ready for their movie night.

She had finally got him to agree to it as long as she followed a few ground rules.

Rule Number 1: Stay away from alien movies. The Doctor begins ranting about inaccuracies, the racisim and gets insulted about the portrayal of aliens in movies.

"Do I look like I have green skin or huge eyes? In all my years I have never seen any species look like that! I have seen Martians and that is not one of them!"

Rule Number 2: There must be many snacks provided.

Rule Number 3: It must not be boring.

So, with these rules in mind Y/n decided to go for 'Back to the Future Part I'.

She wanted to ask so many questions and also she wanted to hear the Doctor's opinion about the time travel in the movie.

She set down a plate of Jammie Dodgers on the table next to the bowl of jelly babies. There were two bags of popcorn sitting in the kitchen ready for popping and her secret surprise was sitting wrapped on the sofa.

There wasn't long to wait before she heard the familiar mechanical scraping noise coming from her bedroom. She ran into the kitchen and turned on the microwave before rushing to her bedroom.

She opened the door to see the Tardis cramped beside the wall and her bed. The Doctor was standing with his feet crossed and he was leaning back on the frame of the door, "Hi honey, I'm home."

Y/n's smile was dazzling him as she bolted across the room, "Doctor!"

He quickly stood straight and opened his arms for Y/n to jump into, "Ah, There's my girl." He caught her around the waist and spun her around happily. He set her down and pulled back grinning, "Am I late?"

Y/n giggled and straightened his lapels, "For once, you are right on time."

The Doctor smiled and clapped his hands, "So! What's the plan?"

"It's movie night!" Y/n yelled excitedly and grabbed one of his hands and pulled him out of the bedroom, through the hall and into the living room. Spreading her arms out and pointing to all the snacks she left on the table, "Ta da!"

The Doctor looked at the scene in front of him, the T.V was sitting paused on a movie, there were some of his favourite Earth sweets on the table, a large blanket that he had gotten her from a market they went to on another planet a few months ago and two differently wrapped packages sat in the middle of the sofa.

He grinned at the sight and ran over to the table, grabbing one of the biscuits and biting into three-quarters of it, "You can't beat a Jammie Dodger." He stated as crumbs flew out of his mouth.

Y/n smiled and walked over to the sofa to grab one of the presents, presenting it to the Doctor.

"Is it my birthday?" He greedily took the present from her and inspected it, how soft it was gave him the impression that it was clothes on the inside, "No, wait. It isn't my birthday." Thinking on it for a moment he raised a finger, "Actually, it could be. It's been so long I could have forgotten." His eyes sparkled at a new realisation, "I could choose a new birthday!"

Y/n placed her hands over his, "It isn't your birthday. I saw them in the shop and I thought of you."

The Doctor giggled and his hearts swelled at the idea of something making her think of him in a shop. He looked down at the present and ripped the paper off like a six-year-old on Christmas Day.

"They're pyjamas!" Y/n did jazz hands to make them seem a bit flashier.

The Doctor shook them out and inspected them, "They're better than that, Y/n. They have bowties on them." He lifted his other hand to wiggle his own bowtie, "And bowties are cool."

Y/n held up her hands, "Hold that thought." She grabbed her own parcel off the sofa and ripped the paper off. Showing him her own matching bowtie pyjamas.

The Doctor's mouth fell open as he looked between the two. Giggling to himself at the thought of you both in matching outfits. He vaulted over her arm chair with his pyjamas clutched in his hand, "Race you!"

Y/n also ran to her own room so she could quickly change. The shirt was a white silk button up with the small red bowties printed all over it and the shorts were a match.

When she finished changing she walked out of her bedroom to find the Doctor already slouched on the sofa, feet on the table, with a bowl of popcorn on his lap, his own pyjamas were the same material as her own but instead of her shorts and short sleeves he had long-sleeves for his shirt and trousers. He was grinning while throwing popcorn in the air and trying to catch it with his mouth. There were a few pieces scattered on the sofa, floor and his lap that had came from previous attempts.

"Having fun?" She teased him as she fluffed his hair and hopped over his legs to sit down next to him.

"You took too long." He whined before raising his arm to let Y/n cuddle into his side.

Y/n leaned up to kiss his cheek, "My apologies."

The Doctor blushed furiously and stuttered, "No, it's- it's, well, it's fine."

Y/n grabbed the remote and pressed play on the movie.

"What did you pick?"

Y/n stole some popcorn, "You'll have to find out."

The Doctor had been excited for her choice and had been invested in the movie. Up until his right hand curled around her waist and he rubbed his thumb across the soft material. Just about daring to brush his fingers under the hem and run along her skin.

Y/n did look cute in her pyjamas. Well, Y/n looked cute all the time.

Halfway through the movie and Y/n had thought she had done a good job at keeping her questions to a minimum. That was until...

"Why is it eighty-eight miles-per-hour?"

The Doctor thought about it for a moment before he frowned.

Y/n was going to question is silence when he jumped to his feet, scaring Y/n half to death as he pulled her hands and brought her to her own feet.

"What's going on?"

The Doctor pressed pause on the remote before dragging her out of her room and into the Tardis.

"Doctor? What're we doing?" The both of them slid around on the glass of the Tardis as they were only in their socks.

The Doctor grinned as he stood on the bottom level of the Tardis in front of a large whiteboard.

Y/n couldn't help but giggle at the sight of him in button down pyjamas, socks, a marker in his hand and a sparkle in his eye.

He walked over to her and grabbed her cheeks to kiss her forehead, "We, my dear, are going to do the math!"

He uncapped the marker with his teeth and turned towards the board. "The Doctor is in."

Y/n never got to watch the rest of the movie with him but sitting in the Tardis while watching the Doctor work in his pyjamas was quite a night indeed.

#doctor who #eleventh doctor x y/n #doctor who x reader #eleventh doctor x reader #eleventh doctor #eleventh doctor x fem!reader #eleventhdoctor #eleventh doctor fanfiction #doctor who x fem!reader #doctor who x y/n

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‼️HELLO PEOPLE‼️

welcome to my new t-word blog! I'm Anxiety! I will try my best to post as much as possible and I hope you enjoy your stay!

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☆About me☆

💙 my pronouns are any!

💙 I have autism

💙I'm a proud Scottish 🫶

My requests are open of fanfics and headcanons!

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☆Fandoms I do☆

FNAF

Sally face

Modern warfare 2

The black phone

Stardew valley

Poppy's playtime

Spooky month

South park

Creepypasta

The mandela catalogue

The breakfast club

Your favourite Martian

Sanders sides

Cult of the lamb

Scream

Scott pilgrim

DHMIS

SCP

Digital circus

Eddsworld

The walten files

I'm in a lot more fandoms, so if you have any other requests, then just ask!

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☆Things I will do☆

Character x Character

Platonic

Child reader (platonic)

Character x reader

Any gender reader

Fanfics

Headcanons

☆Things I won't do☆

NSFW

Any weird or gross stuff

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Episode 178 - Aliens, Extraterrestrials, and UFOs

This episode we’re talking about non-fiction books about Aliens, Extraterrestrials, and UFOs! We discuss unexplained aerial phenomenon, owls, exobiology, and aliens wearing hats!

You can download the podcast directly, find it on Libsyn, or get it through Apple Podcasts, Stitcher, Google Podcasts, or your favourite podcast delivery system.

In this episode

Anna Ferri | Meghan Whyte | Matthew Murray | Jam Edwards

Things We Read (or tried to…)

Astrobiology: A Very Short Introduction by David C. Catling

The Zoologist's Guide to the Galaxy: What Animals on Earth Reveal about Aliens – and Ourselves by Arik Kershenbaum

Death from the Skies! These Are the Ways the World Will End… by Philip Plait

Death from the Skies! The Science Behind the End of the World…

Search for the Unknown: Canada’s UFO Files and the Rise of Conspiracy Theory by Matthew Hayes

Aliens: Join the Scientists Searching Space for Extraterrestrial Life by Joalda Morancy, illustrated by Amy Grimes

Picturing Extraterrestrials: Alien Images in Modern Mass Culture by John F. Moffitt

Intimate Alien: The Hidden Story of the UFO by David J Halperin

They Are Already Here: UFO Culture and Why We See Saucers by Sarah Scoles

Mirage Men: An Adventure into Paranoia, Espionage, Psychological Warfare, and UFOs by Mark Pikington

Mirage Men (Wikipedia) - The documentary

Other Media We Mentioned

Chariots of The Gods by Erich von Däniken

Chariots of the Gods? (Wikipedia)

The X-Files (Wikipedia)

Mars Attacks! (1996 film)

The yodeling scene ("Indian Love Call" by Slim Whitman)

Mars Attacks (Wikipedia)

The trading cards

Communion: A True Story by Whitley Strieber

The Disappearing Act by Florence de Changy

Disappearance of the Malaysian airplane

Links, Articles, and Things

Barney and Betty Hill incident (Wikipedia)

METI International (Wikipedia)

Reptilian conspiracy theory (Wikipedia)

ʻOumuamua (Wikipedia)

Raëlism (Wikipedia)

Martian canals (Wikipedia)

Neon Squid Books

U.S. judge says Penguin Random House book merger cannot go forward

Advanced Aerospace Threat Identification Program (Wikipedia)

How Blink-182’s Tom DeLonge Became a U.F.O. Researcher

10 Non-Fiction Books About Aliens & UFOs (and other phenomena) by BIPOC (Black, Indigenous, & People of Colour) Authors

Every month Book Club for Masochists: A Readers’ Advisory Podcasts chooses a genre at random and we read and discuss books from that genre. We also put together book lists for each episode/genre that feature works by BIPOC (Black, Indigenous, & People of Colour) authors. All of the lists can be found here.

Aliens: The World's Leading Scientists on the Search for Extraterrestrial Life edited by Jim Al-Khalili

Black Holes, Wormholes and Time Machines by Jim Al-Khalili

More Encounters with Star People: Urban American Indians Tells Their Stories by Ardy Sixkiller Clarke

Strange New Worlds: The Search for Alien Planets and Life Beyond Our Solar System by Ray Jayawardhana

Physics of the Impossible by Michio Kaku

Aliens: Join the Scientists Searching Space for Extraterrestrial Life by Joalda Morancy

Mapping the Heavens: The Radical Scientific Ideas That Reveal the Cosmos by Priyamvada Natarajan

Mondes d'ailleurs by Trịnh Xuân Thuận

Cosmic Queries: StarTalk's Guide to Who We Are, How We Got Here, and Where We're Going by Neil deGrasse Tyson

Why Aren't They Here: The Question of Life on Other Worlds by Surendra Verma

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Join us again on Tuesday, July 18th it’s time for our annual One Book One Podcast pitch episode!

Then on Tuesday, August 1st we’ll be discussing the genre of Pulp Fiction!

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From high stakes Survivor contests to White Martian imposters, @brinshannara has been weaving epic Sanvers tales since we first fell in love with Alex and Maggie on our screens. Today she's here to talk about the importance of having a good beta reader, as well as finding the equilibrium between self-doubt and trusting your voice.

Tell us a little about yourself. How did you get started writing fic? Have you written for other fandoms? What are your favorite tropes?

I first started writing fic when I was but a wee lass of 17 or so. I was, in a word, awful. I was absolutely obsessed with Captain Picard and Dr. Crusher (and still am -- they are my first OTP). I've dabbled in the Buffy fandom (Willow/Tara, obviously), the BAM fandom (Bianca and Maggie from All My Children), the Otalia fandom (Olivia and Natalia from Guiding Light), but nothing ever quite struck me the way Sanvers did, so it is BY FAR my most prolific fandom. Favourite tropes really have to do with panicked baby gays or people who develop Those Feelings for their friends. Also, I adore "There Was Only One Bed" and "Fake Dating".

What were your inspirations for this particular story? What was it about this/these ships that grabbed you?

This story is a sequel I always wanted to write and ran out of time to do -- and I'm still struggling with it. I love the concept. I know what happens. It's just so rough to write it all out! Can't I just THINK about it and have it write itself??? But yeah, I love Survivor, I love Sanvers, so the first story kind of wrote itself. This one is not even slightly cooperating. What was it about this ship? I mean, it's SANVERS. Need I really say more? haha

Has the time spent away from your story changed your outlook or approach to any of the storylines or themes? Have you had any new inspirations or breakthroughs/revelations in the meantime?

Somewhat, in that I've watched a fair amount of Survivor since I first stopped writing this story and so that's always helpful, to see how others play the game, what challenges I can draw on, etc. I've also had a chance to review my spreadsheets for things and made a couple of edits that I'm happy with. Theoretically, that should allow me to write more due to those edits.

Any advice for new or aspiring fic writers?

- Keep working at it. If it's your first time writing in a long while, like since high school or college, chances are it'll be rough. That's okay. First, all things can be edited and second, nothing is set in stone.

- Find a kind beta reader who will ask you what you want them to focus on: plot? character development? grammar and spelling? All of the above? And if you feel strongly about a suggested change, ask yourself why you feel strongly: is it because someone is challenging you on something you wrote or is it because you really feel you have a case? It can be really helpful to discuss things with others, particularly if you feel strongly about them.

- Try to emulate (not copy!!! Emulate!) styles that you like. Watch where paragraph breaks are used. Understand how to use commas and double quotes. Try to understand why your favourite authors do X, Y or Z. Heck, ask them if you like! Just be polite. :)

If you were going to promote this fic with a single line, what would it be?

Sanvers: Blood vs. Water: Will Margarita Sawyer-Danvers beat her wife, Alex, at Survivor again or will Alex even the score this time around?

If you’ve already posted some of your work, please provide a link.

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4,10 and 11 for the book ask :)

4. What are your top 3 comfort reads?

God, I usually tend to childhood nostalgia for comfort reads! I'll throw one of those in there: Trixie Belden Mysteries (by Julie Campbell Tatham and "Kathryn Kennedy"). Kid detective stories set in the late 50s, aged a little better than I was expecting, but fully fucked up my sense of what a dollar was worth when I was a child 😆 (The various Blyton detective groups did not age nearly as well, but Nancy Drew remains a classic, though one i don't come back to often)

The Odyssey, transl Emily Wilson, which I don't think I have to sell the merits of to you lmao. My first brush with the classics as a teenager, and still my favourite! It's nice to come back to something I love and know how beloved it's been for so long.

The Dark is Rising Sequence by Susan Cooper. I read. A Lot. of Arthuriana themed YA as a teen, but this one was my Mum's favourite and subsequently became mine. I think I can still recite the prophecy from heart. I would die for Bran.

10. What is your favourite genre read to recommend to someone who isn't a reader of that genre?

I don't have a lot of these, I usually start with the issue and work back! I'll either look for a 'genre straddler' or a 'it's genre x but written like a genre y' vibes based approach. The Stephanie Plum/Numbers series by Janet Evanovich used to be my favourite 'thrillers that don't read like thrillers' to recommend, but I haven't revisited them in a Long while! If anything on this list will have aged poorly it'll be these, but a lot of the focus is on the will they/won't they dual romance (second chance and mystery badass leading men), and they're written like romcoms. The Martian by Andy Weir is a great intro sci fi as well, a shockingly easy read despite a lot of the concepts it's working with.

11. What is something you've recently reread?

...This is going to drive me up the wall because I don't log rereads on Goodreads OR my spreadsheet, and I KNOW I reread something recently argh.

I'm pretty sure it was A House with Good Bones by T Kingfisher, which I yelled about last time I did one of these memes. Rec stands, vultures, bugs, witches, mid century occult bullshit, chefs kiss. I'm also ABOUT to reread some stuff for my one uni class: My Year of Meats by Ruth Ozeki, who's main character and author I would like to argue with, and Home Fire by Kamila Shamsie, which I Love. It's an adaptation of Antigone set in the context 2010s British antiterrorism crackdowns and relations with Pakistan. Very compelling, Shamsie hit my buy list after reading that and I'm loving her other stuff as well.

#quill-ting #mogseltof answers #mogseltof reads

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✨Birds of a Feather✨

Masterlist ✨ Requesting Rules

Request; Could I request a YJs1 Dick x reader with the reader being new to the team and a protege of black canary? He’s my favourite 🥰

A/N; honestly, if one robin is AT LEAST one of your favorites, if they aren’t in the top three, i don’t trust you. also, i really like the way i wrote this a stuff, if anyone wants i can make this a thing. I fucking grew up on young justice i love these characters. rock and roll buckeroo!

Pairing; Dick Grayson(Robin) x Fem!Reader

Warnings; fluff, slight cursing

Your upbringing wasn’t pleasant, for a short backstory, Black Canary found you when she did a raid on an illegal Meta-Human fighting ring. Your parents sold you to the leader of the ring. Your power was similar to Canary’s, in which your voice was a power. You could mimic sounds around you like a mockingbird, but you had similarities with an owl in the fact that your neck could turn all the way around and you had night vision. Black Canary found you when you were ten, taking you in as her own. She took you under her wing. *dad jokehehuheh*

She had taken care of you for four years, you ever really made you debut as a hero, until Batman started the underground team of sidekicks. Robin of course knew of you, as did Batman because, duh. Well, Roy did too but that was mainly because Green Arrow was dating Canary. He was like a big brother, and he deeply cared for you.

“And this is Black Canary’s protégé, Mockingbird.” You walked out from the shadows, a black hoodie and red jeans on. Your hoodie had your favorite band one it, whatever it may be. “Sup.” You nod your head at the boys, your hood covered your face since it was dark but you also had glasses on, kinda like Robin’s but they were reading glasses. The glasses could profile anyone and bring up their history, if it’s in the web or files on the cloud, you gotem.

Kid Flash was easy, he didn’t both with covering his face, everyone else was open with you, but not Robin. You glasses always got glitched out when you tried to activate them while looking at him. He knew this and did it on purpose. He didn’t know much about you, only you hero name, you also did that on purpose, it was a fun little battle. You were closer to Robin anyways, being close in age but that didn’t stop Wally from flirting. “Hey babe~ Wanna spar~?” The redhead would ask, before you could speak he would go pale. “Nevermind.” Then he’d run away, you guessed it was Robin, he had mastered the infamous bat-glare.

When Artemis joined the team, you were happy. Another human girl on the team, no offense to M’gann but you felt more comfortable with another human female around. Plus, she was funny. You lived in Star City with Diane and Oliver, and you met her first, it was awesome when you came with her to the Cave and saw all of them shocked.

“What’s up, birdy?” You smile as you trotted over to Robin, you didn’t really have a superhero suit, you kinda took after Black Canary, civilian clothes were your hero clothes. It was usually blood stained black leggings, a navy blue crop top hoodie and black paint around your eyes and bridge of your nose rather than a regular mask because those were itchy. “Do NOT call me that.” Boy Wonder grumbled and elbowed you playfully. You gave him a smirk and batted you eyelashes at him. “You love me.” “No I don’t.” He snorted.

“The Wallman is here!” A redhead yelled through the zeta-tubes as he entered, the loud noise made you yelp and grab onto the nearest person, which was Robin. When you both realized that you both turned red. “Yeesh...stay whelmed Mockingbird.” He finally got out after being frozen. You both had completely ignored the situation going on around you, until...

“Recognize: Speedy, B06.” The computer spoke, making you grinning like an idiot and turn towards the tubes. “Well for starters, he doesn’t go by speedy anymore. Call me Red Arrow.” Your eyes lit up at your brother, well not really brother but you both looked at each other as such. “Roy-” Oliver started but you cut him off. “Roy!” You yelled happily and ran towards your redhead. “Wa to ruin his moment...” Wally grumbled but you flipped him off as you hugged Roy. “Why don’t you call anymore? I’ve been worried. So was Olly, and I guess Robin, Kaldur, and Wally, but I’m your sister!” You whined and teared up, your tears mixing with the paint you used as a mask causing black tears.

“Oh birdie...you know why.” Roy soothed causing you to sniffle and rub your tears away. “Right, sorry.” You mumble and pull away, “Sorry.” You mumbled again and walked back to your spot by Robin, the taller boy put a hand on your shoulder. “Roy, you look-” Oliver started, “Replaceable.” Roy hissed and walked over. “You know it’s not like that.” “Then why bother with a sub? Can she even use that bow?” He gestured angrily to the blonde archer. “Yes she can.” Artemis hissed back. “Who are you?!” Wally whined. “I’m his niece.” “She’s his niece.” “She’s my niece.” Artemis, you, and Green Arrow stated in a matter-of-fact like tone. “Another niece?” Robin snorted, earning an elbow from you.

“But he’s not your replacement!” You chimed in, walking over to the arrows. “We have always wanted you on the team.” Aqualad said, walking over to the now, Red Arrow. “And we have no quota on archers.” The leader continued. “And if we did, you know who we’d pick!” Wally chimed, glaring over at Artemis. “Whatever Baywatch,” Artemis glared, “I’m here to stay.” You stifled a chuckle and looked away. “Baywatch...” You snorted. “But you came here for a reason, right Roy?” You asked when you finally calmed down. “Yeah, a reason named Dr. Sterling Roquette.”

Both yours and Robin’s eyes widened before you both pulled up a file with the holographic computer. “Nano-robotics genius-” Robin started as he began typing. “And claytronics expert at Royal University in Star City! I love her!” You finished and gushed the last part. “Vanished two weeks ago.” Robin continued, earning a frown on your face. “Abducted two weeks ago, by the League of Shadows.” “Woah, you want us to rescue her from The Shadows?” Boy wonder said in a hopeful tone. “Hardcore.” Wally said in awe and fist bumped the other boy. “Dumbasses.” You scoffed and hit them both in the back of the neck. “Roy probably already did that.” You pointed out and walked over to him with a big smile. Roy smiled back and ruffled your hair. “She’s right, I already rescued her. There’s only one problem, the shadows already got her to make a weapon, ‘Doc call it the Fog.” Roy pulled up an image of a dark cylinder looking object with red buttons.

“It’s comprised of millions of microscopic robots, nanotech infiltrators, capable of disintegrating anything in their path- concrete, steel, flesh, bone.- but it’s true purpose isn’t mere destruction. It’s theft. The infiltrators eat and story raw data from any computer system and deliver the stolen data to the Shadows. Providing them access to weapons, strategic defense, cutting edge science and tech.” “Perfect for extortion, manipulation, and power broking.” Artemis starts, earning a groan from Wally, an admiring look from you, and a knowing look from Robin. “Yep. Sounds like The Shadows.” She finishes. “Oh like you know anything about The Shadows.” Wally groans and glares at the blonde, who just smirks. “Who ARE you?!” Wally yells obviously irritated, both you and Robin chuckled a little.

“Roquette’s working on a virus to render the Fog inert.” Roy says, ignoring the childish behavior. “But if The Shadows know she can do that...” Robin started quietly, you gasped softly. “They’ll target her.” You whisper in shock. “It’s okay, right now she’s off the grid. I stashed her in a local highschool computer lab.” Roy shrugs, opening his mouth to speak again. “You left her alone?” Green Arrow asks in shock and mild disappointment. ‘Oh great, here we go again.’ You think as you roll you eyes. “She’s safe enough for now.” Roy spits and glares at Oliver. “Then let’s you and I take care of that together.” “You and I? Don’t you want to take your new protogé.” The redhead spits again, earning a groan from you. “Roy, you brought this to the team, we’ll talk care of it okay?” You say softly, putting your hand on his shoulder. “And she is part of the team. I promise nothing bad will happen. Trust me, big bro.” You smile, a child like glint in you e/c eyes. “Fine, Y/n. I trust you.” Roy whispered, kissing your forehead before leaving. “Speedy-” The computer started, “Change that to Red Arrow.” You spoke up before Roy could, you winked at him before he left.

Robin knew it was a platonic gesture, you both looked at each other like siblings, he knew that. He fucking knew but a piece of him was jealous. He didn’t know why, maybe he like you? No, he wouldn’t, doesn’t matter anyways. The team had a mission to do. But god damnit he couldn’t stop thinking about it. He wished he could be the one kissing your forehead, holding you, knowing your actual name like Roy did. Damn, being a teenager with feelings fucking SUCKS.

All of a sudden you all were linked up by Miss Martian telepathy. “Everyone online?” Her voice rung inside your head, causing a giggle. “Mhm.” You hummed in your head while you sat on a table between Kid Flash and Robin. “Woah, this is weird.” Artemis said, in her head of course, and you just giggled in response. “I know right? Prepare for a killer headache when Megan cuts it off!” You giggled more as you popped some of Wally’s fruit snacks in your mouth. Then the doctor started complaining. “Lady, I’m not really diggin your attitude right now.” You say while rolling your eyes. “You literally look like some random kid they got from the street!” The doctor replied earning a huff from you as you sat up straight.

“You literally look like some random kid they got from the street.” You said, using your mocking power, you spoke in her exact voice, earning a shocked look from her. “Now shut the fuck up.” You hissed in your normal voice, earning a stern look from Aqualad. “Oh don’t judge my language fish boy.” You grumbled and crossed your arms, looking through a blind. “Do you always act like this when people try to help you?” Wally’s voice rung in your head. “Pot, kettle, you’ve met?” Artemis replied, you snickered slightly. “Great, now I want kettle corn. Thanks Art.” You whined and then ignored them arguing until Robin spoke. “You should give her some more credit. It was /her/ arrow that saved you from Amazo.” Robin said with a smirk, in which you practically swooned. “No, it was Spee-Red Arrow’s arrow, right?” “Not so much.” Robin snickered and you did as well.

“God I love his voice.” You thought and then you realized that everyone was connected, SHIT. Your eyes widened and your face turned red. “I mean haha, I was thinking of something else.” You got up. “I’ll...I’ll go an patrol the halls...hall monitor duties.” You got up. “Oh god oh god. This is so embarrassing.” You though as you messed with your fingerless gloves. “Should we tell her?” Wally’s voice rang in your head, you could feel him smirking. “THEN DON’T LISTEN!” You screamed from the hallway and you could hear his laughs. Everyone basically knew you had a crush on Robin, it was obvious to everyone but him. He felt the same, it was also obvious to everyone but you. This was not the TIME.

You were walking down the hall, until you heard footsteps behind you. You turned around, punching the figure and wrapping you legs around the person’s waist as you pinned them down. “Woah woah, stay whelmed, Mockingbird.” You squeezes you legs tighter when you realized it was Robin. “What do you want?” You whisper-shouted. “You seemed to be distraught. You really should get traught.” He gave you a smirk that you always melted over. “Mind not squeezing me to death?” He asked and you flushed as you let him go from you thighs crushing him.

“Your wordplay is so stupid...” You smiled softly and tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. “So what? You said you love my voice.” Robin teased. “I do.” You sighed and then covered your mouth in shock. “I-I mean...shut up!” Robin bit his lip and rubbed the back of his neck. “I have to head out with Superboy.” He mumbled in which you sighed and grabbed his wrist before he could leave. “Be safe okay?” You whisper softly, getting closer to him. His lips were inches away from your. Robin smiled and kissed your forehead. “I’ll try.” He smiled in which you turned so red you were sure you would’ve been glowing. “It’s Y/n...Y/n L/n.” You spoke up as he started to walk away. “That’s my name.” You mumble. He turned around, wide eyed.

“Y/n L/n eh? That’s a pretty name.” Robin teased before running off.

#young justice #young justice x reader #young justice robin #robin x reader #dick grayson x reader #wally west x reader #superboy x reader #aqualad x reader #roy harper x reader #red arrow x reader #young justice robin x reader #robin x reader fluff #fluff #young justice fluff

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imonthinice · 3 years

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The Criminal Psychology Majors, Jason Todd x Fem!Reader Part 21/?

Word Count: 1.5k

Author's Note: Y/N - Your name

Hello! I'm back! Time for drama!

Idk if this is coming out at the right time, I deadass forgot what day it is and ughughughyh

Warnings: Swearing, Discussion of Mental Illness (undiagnosed), Injury Description, Taunting, Attempted Gaslighting, Attempted Manipulation, Kidnapping, No beta bitch we die like Jason Todd (I've missed saying that<3)

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7) (Part 8) (Part 9) (Part 10) (Part 11) (Part 12) (Part 13) (Part 14) (Part 15) (Part 16) (Part 17) (Part 18) (Part 19) (Part 20) (Part 21)

Jason was stumbling over his words after telling Y/N that days were blurring together. When a decently loud crash was heard from the lower level of the Wayne Manor. Jason perked up, getting up and trying to stop Y/N from following him down the stairs.

Which was too late. When they turned to go down the hallway, they were both whacked off the back of their heads. Knocking the two of them out almost instantly. Y/N took a few seconds to catch up to Jason in being out, catching a glimpse of the fight going on down the hall. She thought it was Stephanie trying her best to fight off her attacker. But soon enough her vision blurred and blacked.

She fumbled herself awake in the room. She couldn't even take away anything from the room, it was just sawing and turning colours in front of her. She didn't notice anything in the room, the lights were blinding, she didn't even know if it was lighting.

"You're awake," she said.

And then it clicked. That was Aria's voice.

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Days before the kidnapping of the Waynes.

Aria sat in her office. Clutching the book her twin gave her for Christmas. It was a journal, with details talking about the schedules of the Waynes. If only Y/N had known that the journal she lovingly gave her sister would end up the way it would.

She had doodles, floor plans, schedules. Everything. She wrote it all down from extensive stalking of the Waynes. She was not going to fail at kidnapping the Waynes. She was going to do it, get the ransom from Bruce, and possibly meet heroes. She was going to fight everyone to death who tried to rescue them.

She knew the morning after a Wayne Gala that the entire family would be off-guard. She knew they owned weapons from the fact of the attacks from September. So she had to catch them fully off-guard to pull off their plan.

She looked at her mask. She knew her sister had seen the mask, the cloak. She was still considering off-handedly that she should revamp it all, make it so her sister couldn't call her out. Maybe add a voice changer? She really didn't know.

If it came down to it, if she had the time, she would do it. If not, she would just hope that her sister didn't recognise anything. Crazy? Yes, she was. The brightest lightbulb in the box? Not a chance.

She went over her plans again, adding them to the massive board she already had of the Waynes. The red lines linking all of them, the paparazzi photos. She didn't realise she was that crazy. She didn't realise that she was that much of a cliche.

She thought this was normal. She thought this obsession was okay. She looked at the photos on the wall and the red lines thinking that this was perfect.

She didn't think her sister would even be bad at her for this. She thought her sister would understand, she would get it. She would forgive her and move on. She would understand her need to get close and with the vigilantes and the heroes. She would understand the need to befriend the villains and crooks.

She would. Aria swore she would.

She heard of the Wayne Gala occurring in a few days. She would prepare her weapons when she found out. Shine her scythe. Polish her guns. Polish her daggers. Clean her cloak. Only touch her mask with gloves on. Hour barely appeared in the sight of the vigilantes. They knew she was planning something.

She hoped that fact would make them come for her further.

"Ma'am?" one of her goblins asked.

"Yes. What do you want."

"Lexcorp is hiring," they shook.

"And? Relevance."

"Alter ego, ma'am."

"Noted."

"Ma'am?"

"Get... out!" she screeched.

"Yes ma'am," they said as they hurriedly closed her door.

Yelling was normal for the army she led. She would yell at them at any moment. For no reason.

She thought this was normal, too. She didn't realise people didn't yell at each other for no reason. She was raised to be yelled at. Y/N and Aria were always yelled at.

Y/N used the yelling to turn herself for the better. She thought of it as good parenting that she wouldn't replicate, ever, but she understood it.

Aria had a god complex. She only felt like she was worth it for 30 minutes of the day. And those 30 minutes were thrown into her work as Hour. She refused to work unless she was feeling her best, but if she was planning on kidnapping the Waynes, she'd have to learn to fake it.

Fake it all, fake nothing, fake everything. She was going to do what she wanted, maybe she'd extend those few and fatal 30 minutes of power into hours, into days. She didn't want to feel like this anymore.

She thought about how she was going to kidnap her own sister, her own flesh and blood, and possibly hurt her.

She pushed those thoughts away.

She refused to acknowledge the pain she was going to cause. She hoped there was none.

Y/N would understand, right?

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Aria groaned, getting up in her childhood room, the one she shared with Y/N. She blinked and tried to cling to her sleep, but to no avail. She was visiting their parents.

She looked over to Y/N's side. Her favourite colour painted the walls she had, all the woods matched. It looked far less messy than Aria's side. She figured it was because she was mentally ill, but not Y/N. But then she thought she wasn't mentally ill, and that Y/N was. Aria couldn't be mentally ill, she was doing the right thing.

The thought still pained her. In a few days, she'd be putting out a ransom for her sister in the news. She'd be threatening her life. She'd be putting her under stress and their parents under stress. If she was caught-

No, she thought. No chance.

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Present-day.

"Aria?" Y/N questioned, basically in disbelief.

"Shut up!" Aria boomed back at her, "You," she said, lifting up Y/N's head with her long claws. "You are my prized possession."

"Prized," she echoed back.

"Don't worry, love," she said. Y/N winced, she knew her sister called her that. She didn't want to think this was her sister. "You will be just fine. If your parents pay up, that is."

"My parents don't-"

"Did I say you could speak?!"

She shut up. Fuck, she thought. Fuck this. Fuck you. I know that's you, Aria. If you can hear me, I hope you rot.

She didn't even know if that was how she felt. Her brain was spinning, like someone put her on a merry-go-round and left her there, to pick up the pieces. She didn't know how to pick up the pieces of her broken heart. She didn't want this to be her sister, her flesh and blood, the person she shared a womb, a room, parents, cousins, aunts, uncles- she didn't want it to be true!

"Maybe you want to know why I'm doing this," Aria asked the air while pulling Y/N's head up again. "Well, love.

"This is what happens when you date a rich man.

"This is what happens when you flip off the press.

"This is what happens when you find yourself wrapped up in the mess known as the Justice League Association, do you know who they are?

"Of course you don't. They're Batman, The Flash, Green Arrow, Superman, Green Lantern, Martian Manhunter, Wonder Woman, Black Canary, Aquaman and more.

"And their proteges, oh my God! Their proteges! You have Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, Robin, Batgirl, Spoiler, Orphan.

"And then Kid Flash and Impulse.

"Arrowette and Speedy.

"Superboy, Supergirl.

"Miss Martian.

"Wondergirl and Artemis.

"Aqualad.

"These people, my dear. These people are my nemeses. And I want them gone!" she maniacally laughed, "Dead! All of them!"

"You're... You're Insane!"

"So be it!" she yelled back, striking Y/N's face with her claws. The blood running down her cheek along with her tears. "If I'm insane, then at least I get paid!"

She laughed and left the room.

And there Y/N was, alone in a room where she couldn't even make out details, with blood running down her face. While she was aware that her attacker may even be her little sister. She was terrified. Petrified. Scared.

She wondered where the Waynes were, maybe they were all together? So that she could use them for ransom, maybe she couldn't use Y/N for ransom, so she was left alone in the room.

She wanted to know if they were all safe. Jason and she had only been dating for 6 months, but she did care- love- every member of the Wayne family so much. And she knew that most of the kids struggled with mental illnesses.

She knew them being alone would be detrimental to their mental health.

She also knew that she had no way, no way, of getting to any of them.

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alakeeffectgirl · 3 years

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20 Questions, Writers’ Edition Thanks for the tag, @marycontraire

How many works do you have on AO3? 225 (not counting the one translation or the things I have in another account I haven't used in years)

What’s your total AO3 word count? 1,032,051 (even minus the Blackhawks fics that I took down)

How many fandoms have you written for and what are they? Uh, entirely too many and I even deleted the duplicates from this list. A lot of the one-shots are Yuletide things.

Men's Hockey RPF (47), Generation Kill (32), Venom (20), Jonas Brothers (14), Star Wars (13), The Social Network (6), Once Upon A Time In Hollywood (6), Ocean's Eleven Trilogy (5), One Direction (5), Triple Frontier (4), IT (Movies - Muschietti) (4), Shetland (4), Iron Fist (3), Stargate Atlantis (3), The Eagle | The Eagle of the Ninth (3), Once a Thief (2), Kings of Leon (2), Venom (Comics) (2), Harry Potter (2), Good Will Hunting RPF (2), Burnt (2), Person of Interest (2), Enola Holmes (2), The Long Walk - Richard Bachman (1), National Treasure (1), The Killing (1), Artemis Fowl - Eoin Colfer (1), The X-Files (1), Iron Man (1), Last Night (1), Signs (1), The Fugitive (1), The Eagle of the Ninth - Rosemary Sutcliff (1), Salem's Lot - Stephen King (1), Begin Again (1), Kraken - China Mieville (1), The Lord of the Rings RPF (1), Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice (1), Inception (1), The Nice Guys (1), due South (1), Top Gun (1), Stoker (1), The Martian (1), Y tu mamá también (1), Bourne (Movies) (1), Good Will Hunting (1), Band of Brothers RPF (1), Social Network RPF (1), Alien (Prequel Movies) (1), James Bond (Craig Movies) (1), Clerks II (1), Inside Llewyn Davis (1), Gringo (1), Tomorrowland (1), Sherlock (1), Northern Exposure (1), Independence Day (Movies) (1), Terminator (Movies) (1), Sherlock Holmes (Downey films) (1), Wizards of Waverly Place (1), Wallander (1), The November Man (1), Texas Killing Fields (1), Daybreakers (1), Original Work (1), Jaws (1)

What are your top 5 fics by kudos? Cursed at First, But Mended (The Eagle | The Eagle of the Ninth), and my glory shall be love (Generation Kill), Après moi le deluge (Generation Kill), been at this far too long (Social Network (2010)), at the end of all your lines (Hockey RPF)

Do you respond to comments, why or why not? I try to, but I often forget to go back and do so until it's like a year later.

What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending? According to readers, this may be A Rare Device (Generation Kill).

Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you’ve written? I have written stranger ones way before AO3 existed but I suppose the wackiest one up now is see you down in history, since Nick Jonas/Ron Livingston is sort of a joke no one gets unless they were in a specific part of JoBros fandom in 2009-2010. (I do really like that story, which has the worst hits:kudos ratio of all my fics and only one comment from someone who didn't like the ending. It was very fun to write so I was honestly disappointed when no one liked it.)

Have you ever received hate on a fic? Somehow I have managed to avoid this sort of drama. The only thing close is that when I posted a desert every morning, every night a flood, someone tumblr messaged me some crap about how Louis Tomlinson's public life is all a lie to cover for the "relationship" he and Harry Styles have been in for years that no one will let them be public about. LOL, I don't believe in that Larry is Real bullshit. That's a crazy conspiracy theory gone way too far.

Do you write smut? If so what kind? All sorts!

Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not to my knowledge.

Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes, someone translated one of my GK fics into Chinese a few years back.

Have you ever co-written a fic before? I have, twenty-odd years and multiple pseudonyms ago when I was in X-Files - I co-wrote some Mulder/Skinner that I honestly forgot about until the other author added it to AO3.

What’s your all time favourite ship? I cannot possibly answer this question!! Maybe Matt Damon/Ben Affleck? I certainly have cared about that one the longest, even if I haven't written it in twenty years. For a long time I would have said Mike Richards/Jeff Carter. I've probably read Eddie/Venom the most the last couple years.

What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will? I have a ten year-old GenKill WIP that will never be done, mostly because the world has changed so much in ten years that the premise doesn't quite work anymore and would require rewriting from scratch.

What are your writing strengths? I have had multiple commenters say that I'm very good at establishing a sense of place, which is very nice of people to say.

What are your writing weaknesses? I feel like I'm bad at writing action, like fight scene sort of things. The fight scene in my long Venom fic was a struggle!

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? Personally, I would not do it, since my non-English skills amount to a very small amount of Spanish, and I would be very worried about getting something wrong.

What was the first fandom you wrote for? In third grade I wrote New Kids on the Block self-insert fic. It was ten pages in a yellow spiral notebook and I was very proud of myself for having ten (handwritten) pages. I think the first actual fic I ever put up on a website was for Interview with a Vampire and thankfully, Anne Rice never found it.

What’s your favourite fic you’ve written? This one is also too difficult!! Top favorites definitely include break your heart to make it bigger (Inception), with your shield or on it (The Eagle), "if this was a real emergency, you would have more information" (Generation Kill)... maybe it's really the unlocking and the lift away (Generation Kill) - I never would have thought I could write a nearly novel-length Brad/Ray story until it was actually complete.

#tagged #about me #fanfic

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hey can I have an Axel x Scenecore reader, it can be either platonic or romantic

Yes yes Anon!

Axel x Scenecore!Reader: You're so metal 🖤⛓

Axel's such a sucker for you omg

Like to him he thinks you're the most stunning person to have walked the planet

Everytime he sees you, he compliments your style

Plus, he really wants to have your aesthetic aswell

^ Like one day he comes up to you and asks if you can kind of style him in a Scenecore type of way (to which, you said yes)

Axel thinks you look so cool and will defend you if anyone tried insulting your style

There was this one time when Axel came back from a day out with you (you had given him a little scenecore makeover and he absolutely loved it), the band had to take a double take when he came back because they genuinely mistook him for someone else

"Axel man why do you look like a living acid trip 😭💀"

"Y/N did it for me! Isn't it cool?"

The only one that doesn't really rip into it is Benatar (because he's nice and he would never <3)

Overall, Axel and you are besties <33

#your favourite martian x reader #yfm #your favorite martian #axel chains yfm

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Paw prints on the Agent's heart🐾part 8:

Hey guys. I'm back from holiday and are here to gift ya'll with the next chapter. I hope you guys enjoy and again thanks for all the love and support. Ah geez, I'm making this sound like a slight bit of Lena x reader too(probs because of a not so tiny crush on her😂)y'all please forgive me for the smudge of this.

Tag list: @retro-aesthe @blackluthxr @samustar @aznblossom @ibe-anne @lezzzbehonesthere

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"Have you found out anything yet?" Alex asked, masking the desperation in her voice but Winn caught onto it easily.

"Alex No. Stop asking me that every two minutes and leaning over my back like a crow, and staring at the screen won't make her jump out of it magically either." Winn snapped before sending the agent a apologetic look.

"I'm sorry Alex. I know you are worried more than..." Winn paused when Alex gave him a death glare after sitting down on a black chair next to him.

"Oh don't try to fool me. We all know you have a crush on her and you clearly are worried about her safety no matter how much you try to hide it behind your stoic agent facade." Winn went on before hacking away on his computer again as the other agents bustle about in the background.

Alex felt a flush rushing to her cheeks and the tips of her ears turning red at what Winn said. "Shut it Scott and just work on finding her location before I slap the stupid out of you."

Winn smiled to himself. "Oh how you wound me Danvers." Winn said jokingly but continued on the computer.

"Where is Kara?" Winn whispered to Alex suddenly who were absentmindedly playing with the sleeve of her black suit in worry, brown eyes shooting up to look at the back of his head.

Alex pursed her lips together before speaking again, looking down at her combat boots. "She went to tell Lena about (Y/N). I just hope Lena don't freak out on Kara for not telling her last night but we didn't want to worry her. I think even (Y/N) wouldn't like it if Lena worry herself too much and get less rest than she already does." She explained, briefly looking up at Winn and making eye contact before looking down at her hands, fidgeting with her sleeve again.

"She really do care alot about Lena. I'm glad that they know each other." Winn rubbed at the back of his head before turning back to his computer.

"Yeah she does. They both do." Alex whispered and gave a sad smile to mask her jealousy.

Just as Winn went to open his mouth to talk, J'onn walked into the quarters and stopped next to them, grabbing both their attention by clearing his throat.

Alex and Winn immediately looked up at the martian.

"Have you found out anything?" J'onn questioned, eyes briefly scanning over the computer infront of Winn.

"Sadly no but I haven't given up yet. These people have many places and some are hidden away way to good for comfort. They move a lot and split up often to confuse us and I can't pin point who of them got her and where." Winn explained while J'onn let out a sigh, arms folded over his chest, dark eyes watching Alex from the corners as she ran a hand frustratedly through her hair.

"The CADMUS agent still refuse to talk either. All we have gotten out of him so far is rude insults. I guess if he keeps that up I might have to resolve to get the information out of him another way I don't like too much."

Alex suddenly got up and stormed of to where they are keeping the CADMUS agent in a sealed cell while J'onn unfolded his arms.

"I should probably go after her before she beats his behind into oblivion." J'onn left after her with that said.

"And come to me or Alex if you've found anything." J'onn called over his shoulder before disappearing behind two sliding doors down a hallway.

"Righto, let's get started again." Winn rubbed at his neck before turning his full attention back on the task at hand.

"Where can they possibly be keeping you?"

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"Kara?" Lena walked into her office and noticed the blonde sitting on the white couch in her office.

The blonde Kryptonians head snapped up to the female Luthor, giving her a faint hello and a nervous smile.

"What are you doing here?" Lena questioned, eyebrow raised at the blonde as she walked over to sit on the sofa across from Kara.

"Hi Lena. Your secretary let me in and told me to wait for you here." Kara explained, looking down at her folded hands.

Lena straightened her back, leaning back against the comfy sofa, crossing her one leg over the other, focusing her attention on Kara.

"Where is (Y/N)? Is she okay? You haven't called me back last night." Lena questioned, worry in her voice but most of all authority for in case the blonde might lie to her.

"Uh...about that..."Kara began, nervously fidgeting with her glasses, not too sure how the Luthor will react at her next words.

"Go on." Lena urged, head half tilted to the side, watching the nervous blonde with a icey look.

"She got kidnapped." Kara finally finished after Lena's urge, trying not to cringe and seem to nervous under Lena's icey glare. Kara would never admit it openly but Lena did scare her atleast a little bit.

Lena shot forward, green eyes full of concern. "What? But how? By who? And how do you know?" She demanded, not caring to hide the desperation in her smooth voice.

Kara wring her hands nervously together, lips qursed before looking back at Lena.

"Apparently a group called CADMUS broke into her house and caught her off guard and shot her. When I got there, her room was thrased and uh...Supergirl was there and she told me." Kara hoped Lena would bought the few lies in there and not get exterminated by the female Luthor.

Lena tried to process what Kara just told her, brows furrowing in deep worry before her eyes turned icey again as she looked up at the blonde.

"Kara, why would Supergirl tell you, a random stranger what happened to her?" Lena questioned suspiciously, green eyes narrowing at Kara.

"Uh..."Kara nervously cleared her throat, once again awkwardly fiddling with her glasses. "Supergirl is a friend of mine...somewhat after we've met...when I interviewed her for CatCo once." Kara lied through her teeth, feeling that she might faint out of nervousness at any moment.

Lena narrowed her eyes even more. "You never mentioned being friends with her. And the most important question is why in the world didn't you call me last night to tell me she was kidnapped Kara?!" She raised her voice slightly making Kara flinch back but ignoring it.

Kara looked down at her light pink shoes, lips pursed once again. "I didn't want to worry you. And I'm certain that (Y/N) wouldn't be to happy if you are worried and get even less sleep than you already do." The blonde Kryptonian try to defend herself, getting up from the white sofa, her pink purse clutched in one hand in a firm grip out of nervousness.

Lena got up as well, taking a deep breath before letting it out again in a frustrated huff, pinching the bridge of her nose before rubbing at her pale temple.

"I know. I'm sorry. I'm just worried about her and upset you didn't told me last night." Lena walked over to her desk, black heels clanking against the white tiled floor of her office.

"I really must be going. I have to get back to work. Before Mister Snapper snaps my neck for being late." Kara rushed to the door, halfway out the door already before Lena stopped her, already sat on her deck chair behind her desk.

"Kara, let me know if you find out anything please." Lena pleaded, hands folded on her dark wood desk.

"I will do so. And you know...please don't do anything reckless against CADMUS Lena, I know you are worried but just try to stay calm." Kara urged.

Lena simply waved her of with one hand before typing away on her tablet after taking it out of her bag. "Bye Kara."

Kara let out a breath and left through the door, closing it behind her with a faint click.

"Please be okay (Y/N). I swear I'll strangle that woman with my bare hands if she hurts you again and dare show her face in my presence ever again."

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"Wakey wakey stupid girl!" One of the CADMUS agents yelled, yanking your head back by your (y/l) (h/c) hair with a painful grip making you gritt your teeth in annoyance, (e/c) snapping op to glare into his dull grey eyes.

"We didn't give you permission to go to sleep again you stupid girl!" He growled out, grabbing you by the neck, tipping the chair that you are painfully tied to with kryptonite infused chains backwards, restricting your breath more and more by each passing second making you struggle to breath and glaring at him with hatred in your eyes.

"Butch don't kill her yet. Boss won't be happy and will skin us all alive if we kill her and her son's favourite weapon." One of the younger agents rush over with panic, grabbing at the arm that the agent is chocking you with.

The agent called Butch let out a groan and released you making you fall to the floor with the chair, coughing and wheezing for air, face flushed red slightly as the agent laughed lowly as he stood next to the tipped chair, looking down at you with a malicious look in his eyes while the younger agent nervously fumbled around before pulling the chair and you upright again with a struggle, you could clearly tell he must be a new recruit and also quite young like the one you've injured badly when they attacked and kidnapped you.

You looked around the vast dark room that seems to be endless and nothing much in sight save for the few agents and a few tables where they have all kinds of experimenting tools and different liquids in bottles. You aren't sure in what kind of place you are kept in, you only know that it must be huge and there is barely any light in the room, just the weak one hanging on the roof above you.

Groaning internally when thinking back to the moment you were taken by CADMUS and Lillian Luthor's smirking face right before you passed out giving you goosebumps all over again while the agent named Butch and the younger agent was having a tiny argument by now.

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It was well past midnight when Winn came rushing to J'onn, Alex and Kara still trying to get information out of the CADMUS agent to no avail, almost smacking into Kara's back and gaining their attention by the door slamming close behind him.

"Winn? I thought you went home by now." J'onn raised an eyebrow at him.

Winn closed his eyes for a moment, regaining himself before looking at the four looking at him now.

"Uh no. You did say I can go home and get some rest but I've chosen to stay. And I've managed to find something." Winn explained, ignoring the CADMUS agent that was glaring at them from his sealed cell behind them.

J'onn looked a bit more interested now, hoping for the best.

"What is it Scott?" He questioned in his deep voice while Alex and Kara focused on him entirely now too.

"I may or may not have find a possible location or two where they might be keeping (Y/N). There are two groups that seem to have settled down at two locations but the other six groups keep moving about every two hours. I think maybe we can check out those two locations." Winn explained eagerly but not yet wanting to get everyone's hopes up and might end up being wrong.

J'onn contemplated this information over for a few minutes, mauling it over in his head before looking at Kara and Alex that was now next to him.

"What do you two think?" He questioned, already knowing the answer full well but voicing the question anyways.

Alex was the first to speak, a spark of hope and determination in her voice only J'onn and Kara caught onto. "I think we should." Kara eagerly agreed with her sister.

J'onn looked at them for a moment longer before speaking up. "Okay then. But we must send a group to each location at the same time, Alex you'll lead the first group and Ka...Supergirl you'll assist and lead the second group to the other location." J'onn explained, making sure they understand the plan.

Kara went to protest but Alex cut her off. "I'll be fine to lead a group alone. You must assist the other group. I'm capable of protecting myself." Alex left no room for argument for Kara, knowing her sister was only being protective but there wasn't time for that and they were both needed at different locations.

J'onn motioned them to follow him and Winn out of the prison room and led them to the main computers room.

Once they ware there J'onn turned and putted a hand on Kara's armored shoulder. "Kara, your sister will be fine. I'll be going in her group too if it will ease your worry."

Kara nodded her head after a few moments. "I know. And thanks."

J'onn gave her a tiny hint of a smile before turning and walking further into the room, clearing his throat to gain all the agents in the rooms attention as Alex stood to his left with Winn while Kara stood on his right, arms folded over the familiar house of El crest on her superhero suit.

He made a quick explanation of the mission and plan at hand before dividing them in a two groups of six members next to Alex and one group of five next to Kara and getting the locations from Winn.

"The first location is an very old abandoned asylum a few miles out of National City in a wooded area." Winn informed and J'onn nodded.

"Okay, Alex and our group will take a look at that location."

Winn nodded back before looking at Kara and the group of eager agents behind her, feeling happy and prideful that they seem so eager to get you back too.

"The second location is a abandoned rundown subway station that aren't used anymore right in middle of National City. It's seems to be a new favourite place of CADMUS."

Kara unfolded her arms and turned to J'onn and gave him a nod.

J'onn lifted his head slightly in acknowledgement before turning back to the eager agents.

"Suit up, get your weapons ready and get to your assigned location." He ordered with authority making them yell out. "Yes Director Sir!" before taking their leave to get ready.

J'onn thanked Winn before he turned to face Alex and Kara.

"Let's hope she at either one of those locations and that's she is still alive."

Alex quipped up, already fully geared(Just like Kara is already too) since she haven't bothered to change when they started searching for you. "She better be alive. I think she's to stubborn to die or get killed too easily."

J'onn shook his head at that, a hint of a smile at his lips. "You might be right about that." He then turned to Winn.

"Winn, thank you for all the help in finding her." J'onn began and Winn gave him a awkward pat on the shoulder.

"It-it's not a problem Director Sir. Anything to help some friends and people in need." Winn rubbed at his chin.

"Glad to always have your help. Can you please have backup agents ready for both groups incase we might need more help." J'onn ordered and Winn gave a nod.

"Yes Sir." Winn replied before taking his leave as fast as possible, phone already out.

"Let's go rescue (Y/N)." Kara putted an arm around Alex's shoulder and gave her light hug. "And please be careful out there. You never know what that Luthor woman have a her sleeve."

Alex smile at her, patting her arm in assurance. "I'll be okay sis, this won't be my first time without you. And please be careful too." She assured before pulling away from Kara's side hug when J'onn walked up to them with the now fully geared agents behind him.

"Ready to save (Y/N)?"

"Always." Came Alex and Kara's answer at the same time.

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You awoke to loud snickers and jeering of the CADMUS agents when the slammed what you assume a metal door close from somewhere behind you.

"Look at what I've caught." You heard the familiar tuneless voice of Butch as the other agents start to snicker again and pull faces at what or who you guess he must have in his hateful grasp.

"Boss will be so proud I think. Maybe she'd put me in a even higher rank." He boasted and shuffled closer to where you sat, still tied to the chair as you tried to look over your shoulder to see what's the whole commotion but to no avail, only hurting your neck even more.

"Put on the lights!" Butch yelled out in his nasty voice, making you cringe a little.

Suddenly there were more light in the room than what the weak light already offered, making you screw your (e/c) shut and groan out.

When you opened your eyes and finally see the place you were in you could feel your skin crawl all over again with goosebumps.

"No wonder this place feels so ghastly." You said under your breath.

Suddenly you heard heavy footsteps behind you and what sounds like slight struggling and voice that was muffled by a hand or something.

You tried to look again but only managed to strain your neck painfully again, making you look forward again and not to mention the painfull ache those kryptonite bullets have left behind when they've shot you back at the apartment, they've found a great pleasure in digging it out of your (s/t) flesh when they've brought you here, the dried blood smeared all over your skin and ruined superhero suit.

"Oh, she can't wait to see what I've caught. Such an impatient little bitch." Butch sneered and then proceeded to throw a very disgruntled and distraught figure on the floor with a painful thud right infront of you as the CADMUS agents cheer loudly by now at who it is.

The person sat up slowly and made eye contact with you, bloodshot light green eyes meeting with your (e/c) eyes making you tense.

"Lena?" You questioned confusedly, way beyond confused now. How in seven hell's have they caught her and where? Was the questions in your mind.

She certainly have seen better days. There was a blood trail running down her chin from a wound on her bottom lip where she clearly was punched by a fist, her long hair a mess. It made your blood boil to think that they have hurted her, glaring at her blood that is smeared on the brut of agent's right hand.

"(Y/N)." Lena said softly, relief filling her eyes when seeying that you are mostly alive, just the blood and wounds that cover your body that still have her on edge.

Butch motioned to a middle aged agent to bring another chair which he quickly ran to do and grabbed one that the others aren't sitting on, putting it against your back.

Butch grabbed Lena by the hair roughly, a low hiss falling from her bloodied lips as he proceeded to force her onto the chair and tying her up too against you so you are back to back.

🐺🐾🐺🐾🐺🐾🐺🐾🐺🐾🐺🐾🐺🐾🐺🐾

Gosh, so many ideas but I don't know which one's to use in the next chapter. Hope this chapter wasn't a disappointment to any of you but I'm trying my best.

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wilmarenud · 5 years

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Meeting the girlfriend

Nightwing/Dick Grayson x reader

A/N: This is my first time posting something I’ve written so please be kind. English is not my first language.

Word count: 1180

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”They are probably gonna have like a thousand questions for you.” Dick was pacing nervously infront of you while you sat on the bed. ”You don’t have to answer any of them, especially if they are from Wally. He doesn’t understand privacy.” Dick was rambeling on and on about everything. You got up from your seat and stopped his pacing.

”Dick, baby, it’s gonna be fine. You’re probably more nervous about this than I am.” You reach out to touch his face. He takes your hands in his larger ones.

”I know, I know. I just want them to love you as much as I do.” He glances up at your face where a small smile has spreds on your lips. ”They are basiclly my family and my best friends.”

”Well, I survived meeting Bruce so I think I can handle some superyouths.” You giggle and Dick smiles down at you.

”Miss Martian to NightWing. We are ready to leave. You copy?” The earpiece let’s out a small sound.

”NightWing to Miss Martian. I copy. I will be there in a minute.” Dick answers the girl on the other side of the earpiece.

”Well, you better get going. Make sure to shower before you get home and if you die on the job, I will personally kill you.” You say and peak his lips. He chuckles and pulls you closer.

”Yes ma’m.” He answers in a mock tone before kissing you passionatley, like he does everytime before he leaves for a mission. At last you pull away.

”Now get out of here and save the world, NightWing.” You basiclly push him out of the door to which he chuckles and walks away slowly towards the closest zeta-tube. You close the door and turn around. ”Time to fix everything for tonight.” You think outloud and walk towards the kitchen.

The mission went well, a simple observe and recon mission. All the original young Justice members sit in the bio-ship on their way towards Mount Justice.

”Remeber, the only reason I let you meet her is because you are some of the few that know my secret identity. And Batman thinks it’s a good idea for you to know things about my private life.” Dick informs the team.

”Calm down, will you? We won’t embarrass you or anything.” Wally says as he presses in a snickers in his mouth.

”And everybody has to shower and wear normal clothes, otherwise I won’t let you inside out apartment, understood?” Dicks tone gets harsher. He’s too nervous for Wally’s jokes.

”We promsie that we will not do anything to make you or your girlfriend uncomfortable.” Aqualad says in his calm voice.

”Thank you Aqualad.” The bio-ship lands and everyone hurries out. ”30 minutes then we are leaving.” Dick screams out and everyone basiclly runs towards the showers to be able to be ready in time.

You look at the table and smiles with a satisfied smile. You managed to get everything ready before Dick and all his friends got here. Dick texted you a couple of minutes ago that they were on their way. The door slams open. Speaking of the devil.

”Hi babe.” Dick comes towards you, lays a hand on your hip and kisses your forehead. You answer with a small hi. You hadn’t gotten nervous until now, when they were actually in your home. The five superheroes pile inte your dining room, standing in a line and observing you: the girl who managed to tame Dick Graysons wild heart.

”Hi, I’m, um, Y/N. Eh, welcome.” You say with a shy smile, waving towards the heroes. Dick had updated you on who was who and how the relationsships looked in the group.

Wally, also known as Kid Flash, was dating Artemis, the archery girl.

M’gann, also called Miss Martian or Megan, was dating Superboy, or Connor as he prefered to be called outsider of missions.

Kaldur’ahm, who goes by Kaldur or Aqualad, was the leader of the group.

The first one to actually present themselfes is Wally. He runs up to you and starts shaking your hand.

”Hi, I’m Wally, aka Kid Flash. That’s my girlfriend Artemis. The green girl is Megan, Miss Martian. The grumpy guy in black is her boyfriend Connor, Superboy. Then there’s Kaldur, Aqualad. So nice to finally meet you. How is it actually living with Dick? What’s that wonderful smell?” You can barely process what he says and you are pretty sure he doesn’t stop for a breath during his whole presentation.

”Excuse him, he has no manners. I’m Artemis, nice to meet you.” Artemis comes up to you and takes Wallys place shaking your hand. You finally react and smile at Artemis.

”It’s okay. Nice to meet you too. To answer one of your questions Wally, that wonderful smell is the food I have prepared for you. I got some fast calories for Wally since I know you need a lot of energy fast.” Wallys face lights up like a child on christmas morning.

”Really?” He asks. You just nod as an answer.

”And I made some more healthy food for those interested. I actually asked the league about special receipts from Atlantis and Mars so that I could make Kaldur and Megan food that reminded you guys of home. And I tried to ask what Connors favourite dish was but I they just said that you eat everything.” You giggle and recive a smile from the young superheroes. ”And for dessert I made Dick’s favourite so hopefully there is something for everybody.” You feel Dick squeezing your hip in appreciation.

”Y/N, you really did not have to go through all that trouble for us.” Kaldur says in a humble voice. ”We would have been happy with whatever you served us.”

”Y/N works a chef so she has been looking forward to cooking this food all week. It’s all she has talked about.” Dick says with a smile, which earns some laughs from the heroes.

”Come on, let’s sit down before the food gets cold.” You say and move to show the table which has all the food on it. When everybody is seated and has a plate full of food you decide to speak again. ”So who has the mest embarresing story about Dick?” You ask getting mischevous smiles from the heroes and a glare from your boyfriend.

Wally starts tellling a story from when Dick was Robin which ends with everybody laughing. The rest of the night goes on until the earley morning and you can without any doubt say that it was the perfect first meeting with the young superheroes.

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freakingholland · 6 years

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"Yes. I'm aster"

DickGrayson!Robin x superhero!reader

Fan art credit to the amazing : https://picolo-kun.deviantart.com/art/Robin-and-Starfire-629047383

Based on the 12th episode of season 1 “Home front” featuring reader’s character.

Type : Angst + Fluff

Warnings : broken bones, general bad state of characters, swearing

Word count : 1029

Y/N - your name

Y/S/N - your superhero name

“Y/S/N run away!” After you heard M'gann shout you looked up to see Red Inferno floating a few meters above your head. It threw a fire ball close to your body, but you managed to move away. “Holy shit.” You murmured under your breath. The android got even more angry and took a huge piece of a smashed wall and threw it towards you. You used all of your remaining power that you had to get away, but the piece reached your figure and pinned you to the ground. Due to the horrible pain you passed out next to the fire cage where Aqualad and Miss Martian were trapped. “Great. Just great.” Said Kid Flash watching the scary scene. After a few minutes you didn’t open your eyes, but you could hear everything around you. “I surrender. Stop the clock.” You recognised Artemis’ voice. Even though your head felt heavy you managed to turn it to the side. You felt tears streaming down your face, all of your friends, your second family was hurt and helpless. When you noticed Robin laying unconsciously on the cold surface you felt your heart shatter into millions of pieces. You just couldn’t believe that it was the end of a beautiful adventure. After a few seconds Artemis shoot her last arrow towards the power generator, her brave action saved the entire team. You sighed with relief when you opened your eyes and saw the red androids drop to the ground. The fire cage dissappeared and water stopped flowing. “Kaldur, how’s M'gann?” “She breathes. I believe she will recover.” Said Kaldur, completely exhausted. “What of Robin? And Y/H/N?” He continued. “I’m fine, don’t worry. How is Rob?” You responded cluching your teeth. “He-He’s breathing, too.” Said Artemis. You heard him cough, that was a good sign. “Way to get traught.”

You all were sitting in the living room resting after a very abnormal events that took place in Mt. Justice. “I can’t wait to kick whoever made these killing machines butt,” you said. “We will kick their butt, but for now we all stay here and rest,” said Kaldur. “Do you need something?” Robin asked as he was about to go to the kitchen space. He looked down at you with worry, because your leg was covered in a cast all the way up to your thigh. “No thank you cutie boy.” You responded looking at M'gann. “You two should get together already.” She whispered. Robin still heard her words and chuckled slightly. He grabbed what he needed and sat back next to you on the sofa. He took one of the folded blankets that were placed on the side of it and put it over your body, trying not to hurt your leg which was propped up on the coffee table. He then took the other side and placed it over himself. Your face got warmer and it became a little pink. “What movie should we watch? Any ideas?” asked Artemis who was sitting on the floor beside M'gann and Conner, searching through a box with CDs. “Maybe… Em…Tangled? Is that okay?” Artemis said after reading the description. “That girl on the packaging is sooo cute!” M'gann shouted with excitement as she took it from her friend. She got up and put it in the player. As others were chatting Dick turned to you. “Is everything fine?” he asked. He placed his arm around your waist. “Yes. I’m aster.” You responded laughing. “G-O-O-D” he spelled and Artemis turned back to him sticking her tongue out. When everyone’s eyes landed on a TV screen when the movie started, you carefully lifted yourself up a bit and turned to face Dick. You slowly placed his sunglasses on the top of his head revealing his ocean blue eyes. You smiled and kissed him on the cheek, he grinned and left a short kiss on your lips. You gladly placed your head on his chest and he tightened his grip around you.“Thank you” you whispered. “But I didn’t do anything special” he responded raising an eyebrow. “For being. That’s exactly what I need. I was really worried about you.” “We are now safe,”. He placed his head on top of yours. You and the team had a lot of fun that night. You laughed a lot, you shared your crazy stories from your childhood, about your favourite food and many more. It was near midnight, you could hear cute little snors from M'gann who fell asleep cuddled to Conner. Artemis fell asleep on a carpet, Wally was chatting silently with Kaldur. Your eyelids started to feel heavy, so you decided to go to your room. “Robin, it’s very comfortable here, but I would like to go to bed. Good night guys!” you said whisper-shouting. “I’ll help you,” said Dick getting up from sofa. “You look tired, you really don’t have to,” “Trust me, it’s okay,” he said with a huge grin plastered across his face. As he stood beside you, he waited for you to get up. Once you were ready to stand up he streched his hands towards you, so you could hold on to him. You took his hands and stood up. You closed your eyes to hide the fact that this action made your leg hurt more. He noticed that and waited a few seconds to make sure that you were okay. You smiled weakly at him and he did the same. The two of you wobbled to your bedroom trying not to wake up girls. “I had so much fun tonight,” “It was aster” Dick said grinning like an idiot. Now that you were next to your room, you leant against the door frame. “Thank you and goodnight. We have another day off tomorrow, sooo…,” “Sooo we can go out on a date or something? If you emmm… if your leg won’t hurt that much.” “I would love to. We will see tomorrow, okay?” “Yeah, of course” he said with sparkling eyes. He got closer to you and left a peck on your lips. “Sleep well.” “You too Y/N.”

A/N thank you so much for reading ❤ let me know if you want the second part of this imagine! requests are open 😉 if you want to request, click here 💕

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kinglivv · 3 years

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Could write something with master x reader fem based on Sia music - gasoline pleases thanks 🤗🤗

Fire Meet Gasoline

Dhawan!Master x Reader

Summary: You and the Master discuss the possibilty of a relationship while dancing in a burning ballroom. As you do.

Warnings: Fire

A/N: This is actually one of my favourite songs by Sia, so I couldn't resist this!

"Dance with me?"

You know as soon as you hear his voice that you don't really have a choice. A question it may be, but it only had one terrifying answer. (Rather contrary to this fact, his voice sends a flutter of desire through your core, but all the same, that doesn't make him being here a good thing. Definitely not.)

"The room is burning down. Now's not really the time for dancing."

"There's always time for dancing," The Master replies. "I assume you know how?"

"Of course I know how to dance." You scoff, and then immediately realise your mistake.

"Well then."

Before you can object, there's hands on your waist and you're being spun into the middle of the room. You should be worried - the ballroom's burning around you. The Doctor had brought you here so you could experience a real Venusian Royal Ball, but Martians had invaded not too long after you arrived. Barely one dance in, chaos had errupted and you had slid back into your well worn role of helping the Doctor save the day. You don't know why you hadn't expected it - trouble always follows the Doctor.

A gold painting on the far wall bursts into flames and falls to the floor across the room and the fire crackles noisily around you, yet you can't find it within yourself to care when it's all reflecting in his eyes so prettily.

"What are you doing here?" You ask him, arms looping around his neck, a completely opposite gesure to your tone of voice. You begin to sway to an silent song, the sound of fire burning away the only noise in the room.

"Dancing with you, darling," He says, as if it's obvious. "How can I resist when you're wearing such a pretty dress?"

"You know the smoke can kill me right? Even if the fire doesn't get to me first." You tell him.

"Venusian smoke doesn't kill humans dear. Neither does the fire - didn't the Doctor tell you that?"

"There's still Venusians that I'm meant to be saving. That's what the Doctor sent me back in here for."

"No Venusians." He waves his hand around the empty room. "Just you and me."

"Not ideal."

"Y/N, my darling, this is completely ideal." He replies, smirking and running his hand over the open back of your dress. You shiver a little as his skin makes contact with yours.

"How so? Once this dance is over you'll be back to trying to kill me."

"When was the last time I tried to kill you?"

"I..." You pause. When was the last time he'd tried to kill you? The most recent time you'd seen him, he'd tried to kill the others and the Doctor (that was routine) but he had very pointedly left you out of the way.

"The first time we met." You settle on. It's a weak argument - that was years ago.

"That's before I realised what you are."

"What I am?"

He spins you out and then back in until your pressed up against him.

"I think we both know what we are to each other, dear."

"Who cares? It's impossible. We're impossible."

"How so?"

"We're opposites. On different teams."

"Opposites attract."

"You and me would be like..." You search for a suitable metaphor. "A four alarm fire in an oil refinery."

"Fire meets gasoline?"

You nod.

"Sounds explosive." He leans in and whispers the last word in your ear and it makes you shiver with delight.

"Sounds dangerous. Messy."

"Admit it, Y/N. That's your type of thing."

"Maybe. But I'm with the Doctor."

"You might have a moral compass, but you still have... wants. Desires." His fingers run slightly under the seam of your dress and you don't want to do anything but let him.

"I do, but that doesn't make them realistic. Us-" You pull an arm away to motion into the space in between you two. "-is a funny idea. Something to entertain in dreams. Maybe in a parallel universe."

"How so? You could come with me. We'd burn planets together. We'd own galaxies. We'd be beautiful. Imagine it, Y/N - razing an entire village to the ground and watching the pretty shapes the smoke makes, standing in my arms." As if his words had commanded it, a curtain nearby you suddenly goes up in flames. He guides you away from it easily, not missing a single step.

"I know." You retort. "That's the problem. Do you really think that's a good thing? We'd be the most dangerous couple in the universe. We'd have so much power we wouldn't know what to do with it."

"Yes. I'd say that was a good thing." He contradicts, leaning in so that you can see every single shade of brown in his eyes. "So how about it, Y/N? Wanna try falling in love with me?"

You scoff. "The Master doesn't fall in love."

"Doesn't he?" He murmers, his lips brushing yours. Without thinking, you close your eyes, tilt your head back and allow him to kiss you. It feels so right - his hands on your cheek and your hip, yours threading into his hair. He tastes like smoke and you can't help but admire how well it matches the room around you, currently in cinders.

It's then that the Doctor enters.

"Master!" She yells across it, and you pull away slightly to look at her in surprise. You can't tell if she's angry at the fact that he's kissing you, or merely because he's here. You hope the second.

"Doctor!" He greets her cheerfully. "Where you looking for Y/N? Sorry, she's a bit occupied right now."

"Oh, shut up," You hiss, pulling away. Just as you do, a bit of flaming ceiling directly above you cracks and falls to the ground, and you jump out of the way just in time. It lands in between you and the Master, and you glare at him through the flames.

"I'd say that's a pretty accurate depiction of our relationship." You point out over the fire.

"Y/N!" The Doctor runs to you, her hand wrapping around your wrist.

"Fire meets gasoline, love," The Master calls as you're dragged away. "It's meant to be."

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porlockstompf · 6 years

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READING DE NACHT READING 2017

my favourite books of the year

my overall favourite book of the year:

david keenan “this is memorial device” [faber & faber] (2017)

POST-CYBERPUNKSTOMPF:

01 nick harkaway "gnomon" (2017) 02 kim stanley robinson "new york 2140" (2017) 03 m john harrison "you should come with me" (2017) 04 gardner dozois (ed) "the year's best science fiction: thirty-fourth annual collection" (2017) 05 james morrow "the asylum of dr. caligari" (2017)

06 annalee newitz "autonomous" (2017) 07 cory doctorow "walkaway" (2017) 08 dave hutchinson "acadia" (2017) + dave hutchinson "slow companions" (2017) 09 ed finn (ed) visions, ventures, escape velocities: a collection of space futures" (2017) 10 bryan thomas schmidt (ed) "infinite stars" (2017)

11 allan kaster "the year's top hard science fiction stories" (2017) 12 nina allen "the rift" (2017) 13 charles stross "the delirium brief" (2017) 14 simon morden "at the speed of light" (2017) 15 ada palmer "seven surrenders" (2017) & "the will to battle" (2017)

16 yoon ha lee "raven stratagem" (2017) 17 john joseph adams (ed) "cosmic powers" (2017) 18 mur lafferty "six wakes" (2017) 19 taiyo fujii "orbital cloud" (2017) 20 andrew bannister "creation machine" (2016) + andrew bannister "iron gods" (2017)

21 gareth l powell "entropic angel & other stories" (2017) 22 ann leckie "provenance" (2017) 23 monica louzon (ed) "catalysts, explorers & secret keepers: women of sf" 24 ian mconald "wolf moon" (2017) 25 neal stephenson & nicole galland "the rise & fall of d.o.d.o." (2017)

26 adam roberts "the real-town murders" (2017) 27 tim pratt "the wrong stars" (2017) 28 jim c. hines "terminal alliance" (2017) 29 charles stross "the empire games" (2017) 30 james s.a. corey "persepolis rising" (2017) + james s.a. corey "strange dogs" (2017)

31 allen steele "avengers of the moon (captain future)" (2017) 32 neal asher "infinity engine [transformation III]" (2017) 33 jason m. hough "injection burn" (2017) + jason m. hough "escape velocity" (2017) 34 donna scott (ed) "best of british science fiction 2016"/una mccormack "star of the sea" (2016) 35 david marusek "upon this rock"/john scalzi "collapsing empire" (2017)

& a couple of re-readings: richard k. morgan "takeshi kovacs trilogy" in view of the coming netflix series and colin harvey "damage time" (2010) ... no further reason needed!

STOMPF KLASSIK:

01 matthew mcintosh "the mystery.doc" (2017)

02 sébastien roger "les désordres du monde. walter benjamin à port-bou" (2017) 03 laurent binet "hhhh" (2012) 04 + laurent binet "the 7th function of language" (2017) 05 jean echenoz "special envoy" (2017)

06 paul stanbridge "forbidden line" (2016) 07 ryu murakami "tokyo decadence (2016) 08 aifric campbell "the semantics of murder" (2008) 09 mark vernon "darker with the day" (2017) 10 magnus mills "the forensic records society" (2017)

GEDÄCHTNISSTOMPF:

01 mckenzie wark "general intellects: 25 thinkers for the 21st century" (2017) 02 claude lefort "wat is politiek?" (2016) 03 ger groot & sam ijsseling "dankbaar en aandachtig" (2013) 04 martin heidegger "beiträge zur philosophie (vom ereignis)" (2003) 05 hannah arendt "totalitarisme" (2014)

06 daniel birnbaum & kim west "life on sirius: the situationist international & the exhibition of art" (2016) 07 ger groot "de geest is uit de fles" (2017) 08 sean gaston "the impossible mourning of jacques derrida" (2006) 09 bas heijne "onbehagen: nieuw licht op de beschaafde mens" (2016) 10 giorgio colli "ecrits sur nietzsche" (2017)

11 frédéric neyrat "échapper à l'horreur" (2017) 12 slavoj zizek "against the double blackmail, refugees, terror & other troubles with the neighbours" (2017) 13 henning mankell "quicksand" (2016) 14 jacques rancière "en quel temps vivons-nous? conversations avec eric hazan" (2017) 15 alain badiou "je vous sais si nombreux... " (2017)

16 alain badou & jean-luc nancy "la tradition allemande dans la philosophie" (2017) 17 tom mccarthy "typewriters bombs jellyfish [essays]" (2017) 18 valeria luiselli "tell me how it ends: an essay in 40 questions" (2017) 19 fredric jameson "raymond chandler: the detections of totality" (2016) 20 umberto eco "chronicles of a liquid society" (2017)

POLARSTOMPF:

01 chris petit "pale horse riding" (2017) + chris petit "the butchers of berlin" (2016) + chris petit "the human pool" (2002) + chris petit "the psalm killer" (1996)

02 john le carré "a legacy of spies" (2017) 03 david hewson "sleep baby sleep" (2017) 04 mick herron "slow horses" (2010) + mick herron "dead lions" (2013) + mick herron "the list" (2015) + mick herron "real tigers" (2016) + mick herron "spook street" (2017) 05 jussi adler-olsen "the scarred woman" (2017)

06 jo nesbo "the thirst" (2017) 07 ben fergusson "the spring of kasper meier" (2014) 08 e.o. chirovici "the book of mirrors" (2017) 09 toni coppers "de zaak magritte" (2017) 10 james r. tuck "mama tried (crime fiction inspired by outlaw country music)" (2016)

YOUNGADULTSTOMPF:

01 philip pullman "la belle sauvage" (2017)

PLATTERSTOMPF:

01 cosey fanni tutti "art sex music" (2017) 02 david keenan "this is memorial device" (2017) 03 joanne demers "drone and apocalypse" (2015) 04 + joanne demers "listening through the noise" (2010) 05 robert barry "the music of the future" (2017)

06 richard cabut & andrew gallix (eds) "punk is dead: modernity killed every night" (2017) 07 butt gavin, kodwo eshun, & mark fisher (eds) "post punk then and now" (2016)" 08 sandra garrido "why are we attracted to sad music" (2016) 09 tomas serrien "klank: een filsofie van de muzikale ervaring" (2017) 10 marlies de munck "waarom chopin de regen niet wilde horen" (2017)

11 daniel warner "live wires" (2017) 12 will carruthers "playing the bass with three left hands" (2016) 13 steve hanley "the big midweek-life inside the fall (2016) 14 tex perkins "tex" (2017) 15 mark lanegan "i am the wolf" (2017)

17 simon reynolds "shock & awe" (2016) 18 andrew o'neill "a history of heavy metal" (2017) 19 bryan ray turcotte "the fucked up reader" (2007) 10 bob batchelor (ed) "literary cash" (2017) 20 simon webb "a 1970s teenager. from bell-bottoms to disco dancing" (2013)

both bell-bottoms and disco dancing can be had @ muntpunt !

POESISSTOMPF:

01 jonty tiplady "zam bonk dip" (2010) 02 murray lachlan young "how freakin' zeitgeist are you?" (2017)

BILDERSTOMPF:

01 peter-andré bloch "sils-maria - "l'île bienheureuse" pour nietzsche" (2017)

02 willem vanhuyse "atlas van de imaginaire verklaringen: het complete handboek vor de 'patafysicus'" (2017) 03 reinhard kleist "nick cave: mercy on me" (2017) 04 william gibson "archangel (a graphic novel)" (2017) 05 a. uderzo, didier conrad & jean-yves ferri "astérix et la transitalique" (2017)

WISSENSCHAFTSTOMPF:

01 thibault damour & mathieu burniat "mysteries of the quantum universe" (2017) 02 brian cox & jeff forshaw "universal: a journey through the cosmos" (2017)

HUMOURSTOMPF:

01 james acaster "james acaster's classic scrapes" (2017)

02 chris wade “the story of derek and clive” (2017)

CYCLOSTOMPF:

01 frederik bakelandt "grinta! de bergen: 10 legendarsche wielercols" (2017)

02 lucien van impe & filip osselaer "de dag dat ik de tour verloor" (2017) 03 jonas heyerick & jelle vermeersch "bahamontes #17-#20" (2017) 04 frank strack "the hardmen: legends of the cycling gods" (2017) 05 matthias m. r. declercq "de val" (2017)

… tsundoku !

may your home be safe from tigers, leroy, x HNY!

the TBR pile grew with...

lászló krasznahorkai "the world goes on" (2017) samanta schweblin "fever dream" (2017)

peter mark, peter helman & penny snyder (eds) "the mountains in art history" (2017)

alvin lucier (ed) "eight lectures on experimental music" (2017) rhian e jones & eli davies "under my thumb: songs that hate women and the women who love them" (2017)

arne dahl "watching you" (2017) philip kerr "prussian blue" (2017) antti tuomainen "the man who died" (2017) jon michelet "the frozen women" (2017) nicolás obregón "blue light yokohama" (2017)

alex lamb "exodus" (2017) c robert cargill "sea of rust" (2017) chris brookmyre "places in the darkness" (2017) d nolan clark "forgotten worlds" & "forbidden suns" (2017) dan moren "the caledonian gambit" (2017) elizabeth moon "cold welcome" (2017) ferrett steinmetz "the uploaded" (2017) greg egan "dichronauts" (2017) ian whates "the ion raider" (2017) jaine fenn "the martian job" (2017) jamie sawyer "pariah" (2017)

jeff noon "a man of shadows" (2017) joe m mcdermott "the fortress at the end of time" (2017) joe zieja "communication failure" (2017) john kessel "the moon and the other" (2017) john meaney "destructor function" (2017) jonathan strahan (ed) "best sf &f of the year vol 11" & "infinity wars" (2017) kameron hurley "the stars are legion" (2017) kay kenyon "at the table of wolves" (2017) malka older "null states" (2017) marina j. lostetter "noumenon" (2017)

martha wells "all systems red" (2017) neil clark (ed) "galactic empires" & "more human than human" (2017) paul mcauley "austral" (2017) r.e. stearns "barbary station" (2017) robert kroese "last iota" (2017) sage walker "the man in a tree" (2017) stephen baxter "obelisk" (2017) + stephen baxter "the massacre of mankind" (2017) sulari gentill "crossing the lines" (2017) the justified ancients of mu mu “2023 a trilogy” (2017) wendy n. wagner "an oath of dogs" (2017)

#rewind 2017

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