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When you thought you found a good fanfic but it’s just inc3st/p3d0phila/non-con/something weird

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wait ur cooking but hear me out…imagine cable!son also having variants of himself that all lost their moms (reader) somehow and finding out main!son mom is still alive and healthy…

I see your vision but for the sake of this plot I've got cooking up, Cable!Son does not exist anywhere else, just like the reader. They only exist in Main!Mark's dimension :)

But if his variants were to exist, he would be the only one infected with the virus while the others weren't and got to be raised by Reader and Mark.

Cue Cable!Son screaming, crying and throwing up while holding onto his worn out invincible and reader plushie 😭

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I felt forced with a gun to my head by the replies on my Cable!Son post so here is a snippet, lmk if you like it :)

BOOM.

The cave ruptured.

Chunks of ceiling crashed down on her workspace and the spit. Her fire snuffed out in a huff of dust and ash.

OH FUCK! Not my food—

Sand poured in like a flood, swallowing her cot, her gear, her half-finished portal device—everything. The only mercy was the backup meat still hanging across the cave.

Figures began landing one by one in the chaos, boots crunching against the stone.

“Well this is a shithole, but at least it’s got shade.”

“We did just plow through with dust and rubble—”

A piercing screech sliced through the cavern like a blade. The variants screamed, dropping like swatted flies, clutching their ears as they stumbled and collapsed. Static sang through their skulls.

And then she dropped down.

Like a ghost. Like a curse.

She landed in a crouch among them, eyes blazing with fury, electricity snapping at her fingertips.

“First, you attack my world,” she hissed. “Left hundreds—millions—dead.” Her voice rose with each word, venom sharp enough to cut steel. “And now you have the AUDACITY to wreck my cave—and RUIN. MY. FOOD?!”

She exploded forward, electricity bursting from her in a wild arc, the scent of ozone crackling through the air.

The wasp-looking one suddenly erupts into a twisted blend of pain and laughter.

“Fuuuuck, that’s gonna cost you one, babe.”

He wheezes the words out, still clutching his ears, but somehow he’s already rising—shaking off the shockwaves like they’re an inconvenience, not a warning.

And then—ZOOM.

A sonic blur.

Before she can blink, her vision jerks sideways, the air ripped clean from her lungs as a vice clamps around her throat. Her feet leave the ground. The cave blurs behind him. His face is right there—wild eyes lit with mania, teeth bared in a smile that’s way too wide.

“Not my first time with that sneaky little trick,” he snarls, “You’re gonna have to try harder than that if you wanna knock us down—”

He tilts his head toward the others, still squirming and howling in the dust.

Pathetic.

A quiet click of his tongue.

“…Well. Me, I guess.”

His grin widens, nostrils flaring with delight at her attempt to free herself from his grip, and he tightens it while wandering his free hand up and down her form, "I honestly thought you had somehow escaped being caught in the portal." He murmurs, tilting his head with mock disappointment.

"Made me a little sad, though. I was just getting acquainted with your spinal cord." His lips curled into a pout.

His hand then slides down to her hipbone, "So then imagine my surprise when I see an insect zipping around, looking for scraps before scurrying back to her hole."

Then he grips.

Hard.

White-hot pain shoots through her side as his thumb digs into the joint like he’s threatening to pop it out of place. She cries out despite herself, knees buckling mid-air.

He moans, low and taunting, like her suffering is a song he’s been dying to hear.

"Now I know why he's obsessed with you."

A loud hiss erupts, taking his attention away from her as an unstable tear opens midair, the cave pulsing with unstable energy as an interdimensional rift claws itself into existence. The shockwave discs short out instantly, the variants on the floor groaning as the pain around them abruptly cuts off.

A hand shoots out first. Then a body follows, tumbling into the cave with unsteady footing before straightening up, widely looking around in confusion at the variants on the floor, and then his eyes lock onto Wasp, and the woman choking in his grip.

CRACK.

“Get the fuck away from my mom.”

Dust explodes around them. Sinister gasps—eyes wide, shocked, pinned.

(Y/N) drops to her knees, coughing, the sudden void of pressure in her throat a whiplash shock she can barely process.

"(S/N)!?"

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Dawg ever since I saw this, I cannot stop thinking about how his parent's murder went. I know people have their own opinions on why he did it (the most popular being child abuse or negligence), but we've never had proper insight on his relationship with his parents until now.

I personally believe he was close with his mom and had a troubled relationship with his father, only because he couldn't understand why his son could see things he couldn't and what was wrong with him.

Even after finding out the truth, he is still standoffish about his son but Suguru's mother was always supportive, and happy when Jujutsu Tech scouted him bc that meant there could be a place in this world for her son and similar people could help him grow in ways she couldn't.

Only for him to visit after months of silence, her calls unanswered and his voicemail box too full, standing there with an unreadable expression on his face, two little girls clutching on to his slacks and hiding behind it. His face and white button up painted with blood.

She goes to speak but a pressure is placed tight around her neck by a force she cannot see, her face full of confusion and shock as desperately tried to claw at the hidden hand around her throat and she watches Suguru say "I'm sorry."

Or

Maybe he chooses to spend one last night together as a family, still mulling over his decision and if this is truly right and impulsively decides that if he is going to create a new world, exceptions can't be made-

or maybe it's because you don't want them to face what you've turned into

He pauses his pacing as he shakes his head at the thought, turns the handle on the sink and washes his hands vigorously as if to cleanse his mind of guilt. He decides he's been hiding in his parent's bathroom long enough and steps out.

He doesn't want his mother's cooking to grow cold, it will be the last time he eats it after all.

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GEGE WHEN I CATCH YOU GEGE

geto before entering jujutsu tech. geto moved to tokyo and he entered the dorm before anyone else. unpacking while on the phone with his mom.

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Mark and Reader's Cable!Son tries to get his mom back safe from the Wasteland dimension but does not give a single FUCK about his dad's variants... walk with me here

Their son is like Cable from X-Men who was sent to the future by Scott and Madelyn because only the virus he was infected with could be cured with their technology and Angstrom injected the virus in Reader's bloodstream while she was pregnant without them knowing till after his "death" and their son's birth

Poor boy just wants to make sure his mom gets home safe and away from those twisted versions of his father and mind you, the son has Mark's whole face and is taller (the Viltrumite genes are STRONG) quite literally looking down on them while telling them to "fuck off and leave my mom alone"

Oh also for this fic idea, the reader only exists in Main!Mark's dimension and no where else so imagine the variants reacting to a version of themself who has a loving girlfriend, is a good person and has a son... valid crashouts are happening (specifically Mohawk, Lensless, Masked and Shiesty)

This may seem all over the place but i do not have the brain power to to properly structure this I fear 😔

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I fuck with the Toji fics but I’ll forever be thrown off when I see him refer to the reader as “ma” or “mama”

it don’t even soundddd right 😭😭 baby this is a Japanese man 😫

edit: AND WHILE WE AT IT BITCH WTF U MEAN “yer” and “fer me” ⁉️⁉️😭

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nothing but the truth

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why no one writes short!logan? y'all are a bunch of fucking cowards.

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Hi can anyone help me find this bakugo x reader fic where she was pregnant and cranky and like throwing things at him bc he thought doing some chores was a little too much for her (he was into it??) and Kirishima and Mina were visiting them and were in horror of what was happening but Bakugou was being so smug about the change in reader's personality; "that's my kid in there" ( YOURE SICK😭) also there was something about spicy peppers?? I can't rmr much since it was so long ago.

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please, for the love of god. STOP. infantilizing the reader/female characters. yes i’m looking at you creepy old man logan writers. it’s gross. it’s borderline pedophilic. and i want it off my dash.

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I'm trying to see something

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Can we PLEASE not normalize the incest in the jjk fanfics??

"It's dark content!!" okayy??, still, it's not good to normalize this type of things, honestly idk what people are thinking while they write that.

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Should I finish this?

A truck sped down the streets of Gotham fast, zig-zagging between every car. The truck pulled into a loading dock and the man behind the wheel looked to the other man beside him, "You think we lost her?" He questioned him shakily and the guy looked at the side mirror, seeing nothing but an empty road.

He turned back to the henchmen and shaked his head, "Alright. Good." As those words leave his mouth, a masked woman pounces on the windshield with a hard glare.

"No, you're anything but good." Helena snarled as the two men screamed bloody murder and another guy in the back of the truck held up a gun and started shooting at the windshield, not caring if he hit one of the two in front. He just wanted Huntress off their asses.

Helena dodged the bullets easily but this caused the driver to ram into a steel box, luckily she had time to jump off the running truck. She then opened the door and yanked the two henchmen out of the truck, noticing the third one aiming a gun to shoot at her.

The young heroine disarmed him quickly and knocked his head with it, knocking him out. Helena then turned to the two henchmen, seeing as they were trying to get away. She took out one of her gadgets and threw it, making a perfect shot as the rope swung around the two criminal's feet, making them fall flat on their face.

Helena then walked over to them and shoved them against one of the steel boxes, "Look gentleman, it's been a long night and I am not in the mood for any of you're bullshit, so answer my question and I'll-" a sound cut her off from the truck.

The aluminum container inside started to open as the giant android stood up and stepped down, making the whole ground shake. One of the henchmen's eyes widened, "What the hell is that thing!?" He shouted.

Helena sighed as she turned back to them, "That would be Amazo, an Android that can absorb any and all natural skills and abilities of people he gets close enough to." She explained. Now wishing she had backup, there's no chance in hell she'd could take down that thing by herself.

"What kind of people?"

"Meta ones."

And with that, she took out a smoke bomb and threw it at him but he caught it, making the black smoke leak out from the ball. Helena took that opportunity to knee the Android in the head and kick it while in the air, striking another blow to his head while he was down.

She attempted another hit but Amazo caught her arm and flung her to the side, she tried to block his attack but failed as the punch sent her flying into some shipment cargo. Helena groaned in pain as she hit the floor but ignored it and got back up on her feet.

A familiar voice then intervened, "Packs quite the punch for a toaster on steroids, huh?" Dick joked behind her.

Helena smiled as she turned around to find her big brother standing on top some cargo, "Nightwing, as I live and breathe." She said and placed a hand on her hip.

"Need a hand?"

"If you got a high tech device capable of disabling a meta android in that gauntlet, sure."

Dick then flipped down towards her side, "I don't but I do have a decent fighting style and good looks." He suggested and Helena stifled a laugh.

"I don't think Amazo's interested in a relationship, Dickie." She stated and Dick feigned a hurt expression on his face while placing a hand on his chest.

"Let a boy dream, H!"

Helena was about to reply when a cargo box was thrown they’re way and pushed Dick, "Watch out!" She yelped as she landed on top of him.

"How about you dream later and help me take down this robot, huh?”

"Yeah!"

The two then got back up and used everything they had to stop Amazo from wreaking havoc on Gotham City, eventually some electric plastique blew the Android's head off and they could go home in one piece tonight.

But not before getting some answers from the henchmen who were carrying the thing.

"This shipment was made for the Black Mask and I doubt you were behind this. Who do you work for?" Helena questioned, keeping a hard glare on her face.

She inherited a lot of things from her father, even the famous bat glare.

The three henchmen trembled under her intense gaze, “W-we don’t work f-for anyone! This was all our i-idea, I swear!" one of them stuttered out but their answer didn't satisfy Helena's curiosity.

Giving a nod to Dick, he pressed the button and headless Amazo dropped down an inch above the three henchmen, making them scream in horror as black liquid dripped on their faces.

"Alright, alright! I'll talk just stop!"

Dick then levelled Amazo back up and walked beside Helena, "We're working for the Red Hood, we got no choice. He got a-" He was cut off by a bullet piercing his chest. The other two henchmen followed on pursuit.

Dick and Helena moved out the way and took some cover behind a truck, "The shots came down from the rooftop, a sniper." He informed her and she gritted her teeth as she looked at the three dead bodies.

The two then came out of hiding and Helena took out her binoculars to examine the rooftop and identify the sniper. She zoomed in and caught her killer, "See him?" Dick asked.

"Yeah." Helena spat and shot her grappling gun in the sky as her jet appeared above her and took off, leaving Dick behind.

"Hey, wait!"

"Sorry, only got one seat built in!"

Dick sighed, "Like father like daughter." He said to himself and groaned as he realized she left him to deal with the deceased bodies.

Helena got in the jet and took control of the shift, looking at the map to see where her target had run off to and then looking out the window.

'He's running on foot, not a smart move' Helena smirked to herself as she switch directions to see where he jumped off to. She then found him getting in a car and driving into traffic, zig-zagging in between lanes and bumping into every car.

Helena noticed that there was a tunnel ahead and pressed a button that would enclose the space between the jet's wings. She got close enough to her target's vehicle and shot a hook at the roof.

"Gotcha now." Helena said to herself but spoke too soon when the roof was detached from the car. Gritting her teeth in anger she cut the grappling hook continued following him, recognizing where he was leading her too.

Ace Chemicals.

'Why is he leading me here?' She asked herself and watched as he crashed the car into building and she decided to put the jet on autopilot, jumping out and landing through a glass window on a walkway above various pots filled with acid.

Helena looked around for the sniper and found the vehicle abandoned in front of a container full of acid, she then looked around at the acid and thought about him. The Joker.

This was where he was born and what made him what he is today, a madman.

"What are you thinking about in beautiful head of yours?" A robotic voice asked behind her and she whipped around to see her target above her.

He was dressed in a brown leather jacket, kevlar armour underneath, cargo pants, combat boots and a red helmet. 'Interesting fashion choice' she thought.

"Who are you and why did you just shoot my intel?" Helena interrogated the man before her and he chuckled while jumping down in front of her.

"Can't have people snitching on me and the name is Red Hood."

Helena balled up her fists and got into her fighting position, "So your the one who has been a pain in my ass-" Red Hood cut her off.

"A very thick ass, might I add."

Helena smirked, "Flattery won't get you out of this one, biker fetish."

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I was watching Batman: Under the Red Hood for the 102838392 time and wrote this at 3am

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"photograph of a young palestinian girl flying her kite on al-waha beach, gaza, 2011. on this day, 6,200 palestinian children filled the gaza sky with kites, achieving the guinness world record for most kites flown simultaneously. the culture of kite flying amongst gaza youth remains a symbol of resilience, creativity, and joy. over the past 7 weeks, the amount of children killed by the israeli state has nearly surpassed this number, continuing to rise each day. we must continue calling for a permanent ceasefire now. the devastation must end" — via @azeemamag on instagram

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happy deathday to my baby boy😢sorry I'm late again.