#i know hes a dick at the end of sunset and stuff but like i said the erins needed a villian

[transparenthologramrebel]

I still don't get how squilf and bramble get together within like the first few chapters of sunset. He's literally a dick to her every other few sentences in her twilight chapters. Also I feel so bad for squilf in twilight. She keeps talking about how much they went through together on the journey and how she wishes they were still close. And I'm just like BBY girl you are trauma bonded to that man. He is literally the worst. Please get some help and leave his stupid ass.

[sanguineterrain]

dc masterlist

ONE-SHOTS.

✩ window pains. ─ jason todd x gn!reader

he's got a habit of coming in through the window. you want him to start staying... and using the door. (angst, fluff, pining, injured jason, tending to wounds, feelings).

✩ sunset anew. ─ dick grayson x fem!reader

you're a little nervous to become the mrs. grayson. luckily, your husband-to-be knows just what to say to soothe your worries. (wedding, fluff, anxious reader, insecure dick, so much soft intimacy)

✩ the teeth you know. ─ vampire king!dick grayson x fem!reader

the war between the humans and the vampires has lasted for a year now. when you fled gotham, you thought that would be the last time you'd see the vampire king and the love of your life, dick grayson. you were wrong. (SMUT 18+ only, manipulative dick, dreams, oral f receiving)

✩ savior. ─ jason todd x gn!reader

red hood is the stuff of nightmares. red hood is no hero. red hood is your best friend. (angst, reader is afraid of red hood and they discover that he's jason, injured and kidnapped reader, emotional hurt no comfort.)

✩ in your hands. ─ jason todd x gn!reader

jason thinks he's too big to be loved. you show him that that's impossible. (bathing together, sad jason, brief dissociation, i hc jason to have body dysmorphia and i wanted to explore that, non sexual nudity, washing your partner, bruce angst, hopeful ending.)

✩ restroom attendant. ─ jason todd x fem!reader

tonight is the worst night ever—you just got dumped on your birthday, and all you want to do is cry in the restaurant bathroom in peace. that is, until, the red hood bursts in. this city just won't cut you a break. (humor, flirting, meet ugly, awkward cute jason, canon typical violence)

☆ angel of small death. — jason todd x gn!shadow monster!reader

you can't remember what it was like to be human. until jason returns. now, he's the only thing tethering you to this world. and you won't let anything happen to him. (monster!reader, canon-typical violence, codependency, stalking, suicidal thoughts, somewhat happy ending.)

☆ crushin'. — jason todd x gn!reader

barbara invites you to dinner with the bats. she's done so before, and you've always declined, but this time, you agree because the bat you've had a crush on for ages will be there. little do you know, the only reason he's staying for dinner is because of you. (mutual pining, crushes, jason is a sweetie, matchmaking, dick is a meddling brother with good intentions)

☆ most normal thing in the world. — jason todd x gn!reader

you get hit with a love spell. naturally, the first person you seek out is jason todd. (love spell, mutual pining, love confessions, jason todd's endless self deprecation)

☆ in the buff. — jason todd x gn!reader

the one where you learn firsthand that jason todd sleeps in the nude. (fluff, humor, love confessions, friends to lovers, nudity)

◇ knight!jason universe - in which you're given to knight!jason as a present (light dubcon elements)

intro post | you make dinner for jason

temptation (smut 18+, dubcon voyeurism, religious guilt read the tags!!)

BLURBS.

ALL READERS ARE GN UNLESS NOTED OTHERWISE

-> DICK GRAYSON.

"this is real. i'm real. look at me."

"can you walk? i need you to walk."

dick catches you when you trip and fall

"you matter so much to me."

you meet the yj team for the first time and have a panic attack

dick cuddles you after he returns late from patrol

you try to break up with dick when your insecurities overwhelm you

dick and assistant!reader who has a secret nightlife

-> JASON TODD.

"i thought you were scared of heights."

reader calls jason in panic when they are chased by a goon

"you're just going to leave me here?!"

awkward jason with a big crush on baker!reader

you break up with jason after he almost dies | part 2 (completed)

playfighting with jason turns into something else (NSFW, fem!reader)

jason rescues you after you have a fight (fem!reader)

jason asks his family to help after you, his fiance, are kidnapped

you forget to text jason you're home safe and he panics

you comfort werewolf!jason during a shift

you are jason's ex and have to work with him on a mission

headless horseman!jason gives you a ride home

"why not them, why me?"

you find a werewolf in your shed who has a dead boy's face

you and jason fight and he thinks you broke up

devoted jason who just wants to be yours

jason tells you that he's asexual

you give bodyguard!jason a gift | you defend him at a gala

you're a vigilante who's after the red hood | pt 2 | pt 3

fussing over jason after he's shot in his bulletproof vest

boxer!jason protects you from a creep

you're a reporter who's under red hood's protection | part 2 | part 3

a stranger thinks you're in danger with your boyfriend, jason

introducing naps to jason (hc)

you bring home a baby and insist on keeping her

jason loves his childhood crush's new curves, make no mistake

jason takes care of you when you're high on pain meds

you meet jason as a civilian when you're both held hostage

virgin!jason comes fast (hc)

jason will keep you safe by any means necessary (dark content)

-> TIM DRAKE.

you have insomnia and run into tim in the yj tower

-> CLARK KENT.

holding hands while walking with clark

giving clark a massage when he's stressed

clark is scared when he finds out he's going to be a dad

you politely reject superman (you're dating clark kent!)

-> BRUCE WAYNE.

the JL discovers that batman is married... to you

[joonggphilia]

127 Hard thought who actively send nudes and videos the most to their bf?

Nct 127 Hard Thoughts

Ot9 who sends nudes + videos the most———————————————————————Most

Yuta sends you stuff the most. You’ll get messages from him almost every night (even if it’s a quick pic from the company bathrooms) When he’s busy being an idol and you’re stuck at home, things get super tough for a needy person like him. He constantly is thinking of you! He’ll send nudes from his bathroom mirror and audio recordings of himself jerking off. The one thing with Yuta is that he always, always, always expects something in return ;)

Taeyong loves sending you nudes. Let’s be honest, he’s half naked on the internet normally, imagine how far he’ll go with you. He likes to send you pictures of his whole body after the gym, sweat still dripping from his sculpted figure. With every picture he’ll send a sweet message like “wish I could see you more often 🩷 hope my lovely boyfriend is doing well” or “I love you so much! I’ll be done with schedules soon.” But what’s strange is that it’ll be sent with a picture of his throbbing cock <3

Jaehyun will take videos for you constantly! He loves talking as if you were there with him, telling you how good you’re doing as he jerks off. Sometimes his phone will fall to the side towards the end because he’s too lost in his thoughts of you. After he finishes filming he’ll send you a picture of his dick still hard, with a little message “Still bricked up and you’re not even here.”

Haechan is a bit different compared to everyone else. He’ll send you a lot of pics, but they are all to tease you. The pictures are of his thigh, right next to his (not visible) dick or of his lower abdomen, never showing you his actual nude parts. He loves hearing you whimper over the phone for a video, it really makes his day.

Jungwoo loves sending you nudes and videos, maybe more than a lot of the other members. The only reason he sends less is because he likes to make himself look good. He’ll put on pretty jewelry and do his hair, posing in the mirror like a model. Jungwoo definitely takes his time picking the prettiest picture for his boyfriend 🥰

Johnny is a fan of sending you dick pics. He’ll make sure he’s in tip top shape before he sends pictures! He always jerks off before sending pictures to you, making sure you know he really is thinking of you. Johnny doesn’t send a lot of nudes because he likes to FaceTime instead. Actually hearing you in the moment is a lot better to him.

Doyoung takes pride in his body. He works hard to keep it built the way he likes. He barely sends you photos, finding it immature and childish, but sometimes the intrusive thoughts win. His nudes are breathtaking, like a painting. He’ll be standing in his room, the sunset in his window illuminating his gorgeous body. He likes to work you up. He wants you to be hard watching the typing bubble on messages load, no picture needed. Doyoung will masturbate over FaceTime if you get annoying.

Mark doesn’t like sending nudes and videos, only FaceTime. He hates the thought that you’ll be in need, without him there to help you or talk you through it. He loves his boyfriend and his pretty hole <3 If Mark is having a moment where he really, really needs you (he’s having a crisis in the shower) he’ll send you videos, telling you how much he misses you and how much he needs you.

Least———————————————————————

[breeistired]

J.M with goth reader hc's

Warnings: Reader is female, suggestive content (its JJ, come on-), witchcraft, pogues macking on each other

Tropes: Sunshinexgrumpy, opposites attract, poguexpogue,

Bree rants: I really want to write this as a whole oneshot, so if you like these head-cannons, please give me some feedback on if you want more oneshots with goth reader. ALSO, read-a-thon is tomorrow, so go check it out, its pinned! I do also take requests, but if you do request something, please be patient, I have a busy life and I am a new writer. AND MOST IMPORTANTLY, I AM ADDING THIS TO ALL POSTS, AND IF I FORGOT IT @brokenwingsgalore WILL PUT IT IN THE COMMENTS. IF YOU DONT LIKE IT, DONT READ IT!!!! Thank you! I love you and make good choices kiddo.

(still dont know how to make aesthetic boarder things.)

JJ! Meeting goth reader at a beach party. Only noticing her because she stood out. The only one wearing a black dress that went to her ankles, dark hair with specs of purple in it, holding a red solo cup filled with some non-alcoholic drink. The rest wearing short dresses or bikini's.

JJ! Noticing how reader groans and rolls her eyes at the music playing.

JJ! Nudging John B, pointing at goth reader, telling him how he thinks you're cool.

JJ! Then telling Sarah to get her man to stop being a dick. Goth reader wouldn't have a clue about this.

JJ! Walking to goth reader, getting shy and nervous as she reapplies her black lipstick.

JJ! Basically recreating the scene in Scott Pilgrim Vs the world where he first meets Ramona. "So, do you like parties?" JJ says, ending his sentence with a shaky breath. Goth reader sighs and simply says a deadpanned no. JJ quickly says me too, despite loving them. Goth reader gives them an awkward smile, not knowing what to do with this golden retriever of a man beside her. JJ slowly and embarrassingly leaves.

JJ! Who comes back to the pogues telling them what happened, letting them make fun of him.

JJ! Who sees goth reader come back to him because her friend told her she needs to socialize. JJ who is ecstatic, while goth reader is awkwardly waving.

JJ! Who rapidly takes goth reader away from his friends before they can embarrass him

JJ! who talks to you and slowly you get out of your shell. Telling him how you hate parties, and hate the music, eventually telling him you liked rock music, as if it wasn't obvious.

JJ! Who tells goth reader he has to go to the bathroom. When in a reality he's forcing the DJ to play the music you like so he can dance with you.

JJ! Who comes back and acts surprised when Metallica, All American Rejects, System of down, My chemical romance, and so on plays.

JJ! Who gets you to dance and has the best night of his life with goth reader.

JJ! Who gets goth readers number at the end of the night, setting up a date with you.

JJ! Who takes goth reader to an old creepy bookstore and buys all the books she looks at with a small amount of money in his pocket. And at the end, they watch the sunset while having a picnic.

JJ! Who falls in love with goth reader after a week of dating because she's the opposite of him. He says, "Its boring when people are like me, the conversations are as bland as John B's cooking." When deep down its because she brings balance to his life.

JJ! Who makes goth reader sleepover at the chateau because he sleeps better when she's there.

JJ! Who lets goth reader do all the witchy stuff to him. Whatever makes his doll happy right?

JJ! Who lets goth reader sage his dick because "too many girls with negative energy have been on it."

JJ! Who lets goth reader put crystals and incense all over the chateau.

JJ! Who is so so so in love with goth reader and loves their differences.

JJ! Who brags to John B about goth reader, because she's into freaky things during bed. (She asked him to put healing wax on her back and he took it as sex.)

(STILL DONT KNOW HPW TO USE THOSE AESTHETIC BOARDERS)

[monsterfuckerconfessions]

Inspired by Ben 10 alienfucking anon, but I gotta agree with the basic idea of looking back on childhood favorites and just saying

"...Ooooohhhh...Cool."

I have a lot of similar personal cases.

Some standard ones like Frankie Foster making a generation super horny for tight black dresses and chokers, or Saria giving Zelda fans some hesvy love for the childhood friend thing. The one that sticks out in my head from the same game really hard though...

Zora Princess Ruto

She did some shit to my dumb baby brain that maybe wouldn't be seen on that scale again until Undyne came along and awakened some fish dicks.

I was either 8, 9, or 10 when I played Ocarina of Time. I got on the N64 hypetrain late since I got the SNES console gaming introduction after the later rounder redesign model was out.

Had some fun starts from some classics. Donkey Kong Country 2, Kirby Super Star, Super Mario World/Kart, the usual cool shit.

But later on, when my mom's boyfriend at the time was cool about showing me some SNES and N64 gaming (He ended up being a cheating alcoholic asshole, but I didn't know that yet, so I just took him at face value here)

He'd entertain my silly gawking and plot questions while he played and ended up lending some cool ones he never came back for (which I can't help but spitefully laugh at now) and they were all pretty fun, but obvious hood classic "The Legend of Zelda: A Link to the Past" was particularly great and led to some Discoveries(tm) later with Ocarina of Time.

I was super hyped about getting an N64 even if a year or two late to the party. Got some staples of the time that came with it of course. The obligatory classic games, Super Mario 64, Smash Bros., and obviously OoT, some bulky unwieldy third party controllers, some slightly better than the official monstrosity, some worse, and somehow most importantly here, Nintendo Power or Game Informer or whatever paper stuff that had strategy guides with cool pictures and stuff.

Prefacing a bit here: I was a single mom's baby, my dad walked out when my sister was 3 and I was like 0.4, so our house didn't have the dad porn stash to find. There was other stuff, some Victoria's Secret ads, my kinda hot single fifth grade teacher who seemed so weirdly fixated on gushing about how cute I was that it brings up some uncomfortable implications I can't confirm now, but also basic shit like strategy guides, gaming mags, and manuals with neat illustrations.

And somehow with all that, the last option just struck first with sifting through to find tits out post-timeskip fishwife Ruto, and at that point I really couldn't not fuck around and/or find out.

So I felt some things, started the playthrough and got up to Jabu-Jabu's Belly. And hoo boy, I was sexually curious already, but her actual in-game personality just DID things to me.

The tsundere shtick got a little worn out later, but the bitchy spiteful attitude to marriage promise 180 pipeline, the love for blue colored characters that could fill a Bible thick DSM, and her overall character arc just ruined me as a person in a way I find really hot.

Yes, I was into the kid version at the time too, but I was basically the same age as her in-game, don't overthink it.

So if the childhood marriage promise thing hadn't hit hard enough, the Water Temple hit so much harder by the end.

Adult Ruto tits out fish lady fucking hotwired my dormant libido and drove that shit 0 to 150 mph into the sunset. After the infamously confusing dungeon crawl and the disappointingly easy Morpha fight, that sealed it in the Sacred Realm jail hard for me, and unlike Ganon breaking out easy peasy like a Batman villain, I was not going anywhere.

Soon as I figured some stuff out playing in the shower and making up for spacing out in early proto-sex ed talks, it was just gonna happen.

I grabbed the nearest Nintendo Power or manual etc in one hand, my dick in the other and went to town, left for Zora's Domain, and never really left from there, cause I just started jackhammering my dick til it got sore and came whatever buckets I had at the time staring at Big Blue Titty Fish.

Everyone who played it knew the drill and had their personal favorites in the Link brothel. Zelda, Shiek, Saria, Malon (more potent after the older Majora's Mask counterpart), the Cucco lady (same deal with Anju), Darunia for the gay bar crowd probably, Impa, Nabooru, and my obvs by now favorite:

Ruto.

And for a lot of shortcomings and gripes I had with Majora's Mask, I didn't actually mind her getting clothed. I missed the titty out look for a little, but the dress was cute, the Zora band gang was particularly cool and interesting to me, and even though the Great Bay Temple doubled down on the Water Temple's problems, I still enjoyed the third Mask hunt pretty well and thought the band idea was really awesome and probably low-key inspired some of my interests in making music later.

And dressed or not, the fish wife love held really strong.

Saria gave people some weird feelings about The Friend Zone, Cremia gave people some extra love for titty hug motorboats, and Ruto cemented my love of blue girls and fish girls of any cup size, and she all-around gave me some lasting complexes for years to come.

Not for everyone, but my older sister used to watch me play Majora's Mask and comment on how horny she got about Zora mask Link, so it might just be for more people than I thought.

Undyne has some strong dom lesbian appeal that fed some stuff I already had brewing about strong ladies by the time Undertale hit, but for me, the bitchy to lovingly clingy fish wife will hold a special place as my first true furry/scaly/monsterfucking-adjacent experience.

Undyne could suplex me into dust and I'd still be really into that, but Ruto was THE og Blue-coded fictional crush that defined a lot of weird boners for me that can still be felt over half-mast today. (Don't ever ask me about my thoughts on Ranni the Witch, that question is turning the safety off a loaded gun and deepthroating it) (I love her and it's positive, I'm just exaggerating to say how annoying I will inevitably get about it)

Anyway, point is I fucking love clingy fish tsundere and if there was a canon choice for everyone's dumb elf-eared heart, for my heart's canon, that was her.

That was Ruto <3

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[sorencd]

day trip date hcs

a/n: a short thingy i needed to barf out!! after listening to day tripper for like the thousandth time the thought of going on a cute little road trip to the next state with wilson stuck with me whshsehd enjoy! AND!! AND the steven one is next this was just sitting in my drafts rotting for so long i had to post it dhasd

yesterday, you've already practically spent the entire morning until noon in bed lazing off in wilson's arms. only occasionally going out to grab something to eat and swiftly returning under the covers. now that you've recharged your drained out battery caused by a hectic last week, you brought up the idea of spending the day off on the road to wilson.

he loved it of course! he's already packing up all the stuff u need waaaay before you. he prepared the food, snacks, your favorite tunes, a map so u know where you two would like to stop, and of course he can't forget ur trusty camera!

you've decided to drive through west virginia and kentucky, and each time you saw something that you find interesting (even if it isn't that interesting) you'd ask wilson to stop for a bit and pose beside it so you could take a photo of him. and he would stand so awkwardly by it but his smile makes it all worth it!

"we need to take a photo of you and mothman."

"why?"

"you two would look so cute!"

and that brings u to him standing beside the infamous mothman, his thumbs up with a goofy smile and a pair of shades on him! u could've considered him a dad atp with the fit he was wearing.

and how could i ever forget singing songs with windows rolled down??? screaming the lyrics at the top of both your lungs like absolute loons??? you've seen so many confused looks from many of the cars you've passed by lol

and when the dopamine blast has settled down and the car is engulfed in silence, which is something u aren't really fond of since u can't last like more than 5 minutes without hearing wilson's voice, you'd be spitting random facts left and right.

"what do you know, female hyenas have dicks. huh. did you know that?"

"??? did i need to???"

he's grown accustomed to it and has learned to accept the sudden bombardment of unnecessary information.

you love feeding him the snacks he brought!! he suggested multipled times that he could always stop at a gasoline station or restaurant but you always insisted that you would give it to him instead. wilson wasn't one to complain though and happily obliged without hesitation.

your camera roll would be filled to the brim with both cute and silly photos!! there would be some polaroids scattered around the car of a close up of james' nose, or his eye, a weird selfie you took while he was focused on driving, or maybe him doing a funny expression beside a landmark u two stopped by to see!! your collection of polaroids that u put on the refrigerator door continues to grow by the second, and u love it!

when the day comes to an end and he's driving back home with the sun setting down, u tugged on his shirt and asked him to watch the sunset. he thought this only happened in movies! james could feel his heart swell when he looked to left to see your pretty face that he loved so much being hued by the setting sun on the horizon.

DUH how could he not kiss u at that moment??? he softly grabbed your chin to crane your head towards him and kissed you, causing a surprised yelp to escape your lips. and after that he jusy continued driving and left u all blushing and stuff lol

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[stevie-petey]

What if bugs favorite song was left by her dad? Like let's say long ago before her dad truly became a dick, he would sit with bug and Dustin and sing to them or teach them to play instruments. I personally think bug is a former daddy's girl ( but I can't be certain cause idk what he was like) so she'd love to hear her dad sing to her and it was just a very sweet moment for them. Well bugs Dad gifts her a little cassette tape of her favorite songs her dad would sing ( let's be real we heard Dustin in never ending story, bug and Dustin had to have got their musical prowess from someone). They're still her favorite despite the bittersweet feelings behind them. She hates her dad for leaving but still cherishes the memories behind the music. It reminds her of a simpler time before all the chaos she's been through. The memory behind it is just her, Dustin and her dad sitting on the porch ( giving mama Henderson a well deserved break). Dustin and bug are little then. Dustin is a toddler and can't quite keep still yet, but still listening to his dad, while bugs right there at his side. It's cool out, mellow wind, calm skies closer to sunset. It's a memory she holds very dear to her, which leads to some complicated feelings, but still it's nice.

my dear anon youre absolutely correct. bug was a daddys girl, she adored her father so much, and while she adores her mom, she recognizes that dustin is more similar to her than she is and that hes the mommas boy.

when the divorce happens, it hurt because not only did bug lose her role model and favorite person in the world, she also lost the parent who knew her best. he taught her everything she knows now, from her taste in comics to the music she likes and how to always be kind to those who may not deserve it. her dad was the reason for all of this, and its why she became so mean and spiteful when he left. how are you expected to continue kindness when the person who taught it to you leaves ?

and ive been careful to not mention any singing stuff yet, because bug CAN sing and its more lore that we will see in season 3 and 4 !!

but to sum up: yes, her favorite song is from her dad, and steve will unknowingly bring warmth back to a cold memory she was haunted by for a long, long time

[mxmollusca]

Hello friends! Got a little sneak preview of tomorrow's chapter 8 drop of Wave Hello to the Void. It's gonna be a wild one.

(spoilers under the cut)

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It felt fucking great to get out of the cabin for the day, but the anxiety eventually seeped back in regardless, sinking its sharp little fingers in one by one. Not enough to make him want to stand Stede up—Ed’s desire to clutch at something good and hold it tight to his chest is far too strong at this point, and besides, he might be Mothman but he’s not a fucking dick—but still just enough to sustain that little voice in the back of his head, the one forever trying to caution him away.

But Stede, with his flirty smile and little cinnamon kisses, is making a truly valiant attempt against that stupid voice in the back of Ed’s head, and so now here they both are, on their lovely romantic date, which is… a hike. Sure, okay, at this point, Ed’s pretty fucking sure he’s incapable of saying no to Stede Bonnet, and while he was never much of an outdoorsy type in his previous life, he’s developed a certain wary respect for it since then. His cabin in the woods is as safe a space as he can hope for, sturdy and surrounded by nature—not people, not constructs. Nature is used to ripping and being ripped apart; it’s just another process that shapes the world, and it’s why Ed’s never been able to do much damage to a tree or a rock. When Ed pushes, the earth pushes back.

As they stand in front of the RV and he watches Stede hoist a comically large, well-stuffed hiking pack onto his shoulders, Ed can’t help but think that Stede’s the same way. Ed tugs at Stede, and Stede tugs right back. They give and take, push and pull, but somehow it never feels like a struggle. It’s balance—ease—as if Stede was designed to bend but never break. It’s a sick cosmic joke that Ed’s finally found someone he might be able to grow into, someone Ed’s roots would strengthen rather than rend. But that’s not much of a promise, and even less of an offer. Ed’s a walking disaster, and even if Stede could look past it all—ignore the monster and see the man—at the end of the day, Ed’s still just one sneeze away from tragedy.

He shouldn’t be at a trailhead for a sunset hike up to Bald Knob of all fucking places, but his no always seems to become a yes when it’s Stede asking the question. And as Stede extends his hand in offering, beaming his radiant grin, Ed knows he’s well and truly fucked. He can’t bear to walk away, even though he understands exactly how the story will end. Instead, he takes Stede’s hand, allows himself to be pulled, and follows him into the stretching shadows of the forest.

“Were you a Boy Scout in a past life?” Ed smirks as they start up the path, the final sigh of the sinking sun sliding through the canopy to paint them both in shades of ochre and auburn. His fingers tingle where they’re tangled together, itching for more contact, more Stede.

“Ah,” Stede says. “No, not a past life, actually. This one. Loved all the outdoors stuff, animals and nature. Even liked the community work, soup kitchens and the like. Struggled to make friends, though.” Stede squeezes Ed’s hand, and his voice wobbles. “Would you believe I was a bit of an odd duck as a child?”

Ed watches Stede’s eye unfocus a bit, following some unseen thought as it scampers into the woods. He squeezes back. Maybe he wasn’t an odd duck in quite the same way that Stede was, but he knows what it’s like to be on the outskirts, forever looking in. “You? Nah, mate. You’re super normal. Normal as they come. Totally average. Mean, median, mode—”

Stede laughs, the warmth of it confirming Stede’s return to the present moment. “And that appeals to you? Central tendency?”

“Little bit, yeah,” Ed says quietly as the path begins to gently meander uphill. Stede had claimed the trail was rated “easy to moderate,” but Ed’s already sweating into his henley a bit; he wants to pretend it’s the fault of his leather jacket—armor he no longer needs, not with Stede—and not the man whose hand he’s holding—not the memory of that same man tugging at his shirt and fumbling with his pants, calling him things like curious and funny and breathtakingly beautiful—

His body aches in protest as he disentangles himself from Stede to tug off his jacket and cinch it around his waist. The breath of cool air against his skin does little to lower his temperature. “Feel like I’ve been living a life of extremes for longer than not,” he says with a swallow as he stares at his palm, unsteadied by just how much he can feel the lack of Stede’s hand in his. “Getting a little tired of the fringe—”

Stede cocks his head. “And I’m not the fringe?”

A fresh churn of guilt kicks up deep in Ed’s abdomen—he’s itching again, poking at his surroundings. He can feel himself slipping, mentally digging into rotting logs and layers of shale—but then suddenly Stede reaches out for his hand once more, palms sliding together like plug and socket to deposit Ed back into his body and close the circuit once again. “Not to me,” Ed says, and now it’s his voice that wobbles. He gently swings their hands between them, looking down as the footfalls of his booted feet are softened by the blanket of leaves that have yet to turn crunchy underfoot. He should stop talking; he knows every subsequent word to fall from his mouth will be one that can’t be taken back, but he can’t help himself—Stede’s smiling, yielding, grounding him. “You’re the Goldilocks Zone.”

Stede hums. “Goldilocks zone? Like, porridge and bears?”

Ed huffs affectionately. “More like stars and planets. When astronomers and biologists look for life on other worlds, they have a list of requirements. Availability of things like carbon—”

“And water?”

“Yeah, for sure. But also, the planet needs to be a certain size in relationship to its distance from whatever star it orbits. For life to exist, there needs to be a balance between gravity and radiation.” Ed stops at a large elm covered in scaly circular patches of lichen lined up in a near perfect conjunction, and he taps them gently with a fingertip. “The energy that powers life can also burn it up. Gravity can crush just as well as it can bind. Life needs that little sliver,” he says, the ridges of the bark skipping under his finger as he draws an invisible line between two of the patches. “Right down the center. The perfect combo where everything is just right.”

Stede softly bumps Ed’s shoulder with his own, then raises his hand to trace the same line. Ed feels it, a brief tickle down his spine, as though Stede had touched him and not the tree. “The Goldilocks Zone.”

“Yeah.”

Stede turns, the light catching him just so, and it knocks a soft breath from Ed without warning. He’s almost ethereal like this, eyes a bonfire of ache and longing in equal measure. “And that’s how you feel?” Stede asks, voice small and unsure. “Crushed? Burned?”

Ed turns sideways to press his shoulder into the tree, diffusing his knotted anxieties into knotted wood. “Not anymore. Not since you.”

“And that’s—I—” Stede stammers, growing even pinker in the weak autumn light. “No one’s ever…”

Not crushed, not burned. Stede’s pulling, and Ed lets it happen. Their mouths meet and Stede’s lips soften under Ed’s own with a delicious squeak that quickly slips into a moan. Ed’s scattering again—scratching along the stressed seams of Stede’s bag, snagging the cracked aglet at the end of his sneaker lace—but then Stede’s hands find Ed’s hair and slam him back in his body. Stede kisses back, his teeth catching against Ed’s lower lip with infuriating gentleness, and now Ed’s in Stede’s body, a melange of earnest intent and unquenchable need growing roots and digging, digging, digging into the both of them—

Abruptly, Stede pulls back with a breathy pout. “Hey,” he says, scrunching his nose good-naturedly. “I’ll be the one doing the seducing this evening, thank you very much! And we still have a little way to go. Would hate to miss the sunset!”

Ed takes a deep breath and nods, as much to himself as to Stede. Ed was right before—

He just can’t say no to Stede Bonnet.

[havendance]

So when I said that I was just never going to think about Knightquest: The Search again that was a lie because actually I need to think about it in terms of the Jack Drake Knightfall Coma AU (which really kind of needs a snappier name).

To recap: Bruce is the one that gets kidnapped alongside Sondra in this AU. She's come over, they're out in like the gardens and Bruce is working up to confessing everything to her when suddenly! it's a kidnapping! Bruce is unable to do anything about it because of the whole 'just got his back broken' thing.

So we have Alfred, off to retrieve Bruce, potentially along with Tim depending on what direction we're taking this AU. (If/When I get around to writing the fic I have in mind for this, he leaves Tim behind, but Tim coming along doesn't really change much in this part of the story.) Honestly, on Alfred's side of the story I figure we've got this whole spy-type story. Alfred calls up all his old contacts from when he was a Brittish spy. He's calling in old favors, they're flying around doing all this cloak and dagger shit. Trust me, it's cool.

(Like in my head, no real idea how to execute this, we just get flashes to what Alfred's up too and it's just the wildest shit every time. He's wearing an obviously fake mustache on top of his real mustache and like an eyepatch and talking to guy who looks like a stereotypical pirate. He's in the middle of a chase scene on horseback. We discover that back in the day he and the queen had a torrid love affair before they broke it apart out of duty and shit and they're just flirting over tea. You know, fun times, fun times.)

Meanwhile on Bruce's end, he's trying to appear weaker than he is and come up with a plan to get them out. He's not as easy a hostage to use against Sondra due to the whole Batman thing and he's also just less sick than Jack was, but Sondra's still being pressured into working with the death machine and stuff.

Somewhere, when they're in a cell together in the dark, he confesses everything to her. Batman, his love, his fears. Everything.

I promise I'll find us a way out of here, he says.

I suspected there was something more to you, she says.

But also, very important to me, she's also like 'I'm not into you in that way dude.' And Bruce can go and mope in his Batcorner or whatever. Just after the demonstration that like kills the entire village is when Alfred (and possibly Tim) shows up. He's nearly able to get Bruce out of there, but Bruce refuses to leave without Sondra. Alfred is able to slip him some gadgets though.

And then we get to the final confrontation and Sondra doesn't mentally regress to being a little girl. Batman's able to pull off a super awesome plan that he totally had up his sleeve the whole time and Alfred shows up and theirs a kick ass fight scene. Bruce totally convinces her to accept the healing power she has access to and use it for good and out of thanks for him unlocking that potential in her, she heals his broken back.

Come back to Gotham with me? Bruce asks. (Subtext, I still love you)

No, she says, I need to make amends for all those people I helped kill.

So she goes off into the sunset to be a wandering healer or something and Bruce stares off broodily into the sunset as he reflects on the love that could never be and they never bring this up ever again.

And then he goes back to Gotham and discovers that things went to shit while he was gone and we've got the Dick-Tim-Helena prodigal arc going on or whatever.

[riainceol]

Kemrit - Track by Track

Deeply concerned that the amount my Id runs my music is going to be unavoidable if i write in depth about it but let’s talk about my debut EP.

First off we’re gonna define an EP, what makes an EP different to an album? For me there’s generally two things. Length and cohesion. Kemrit is not a cohesive record, so it’s not really a representative of what I’m writing. It’s a collection of moods and vibes, basically. It’s also less than 7 tracks. 7 tracks is iffy but if it’s 8 or more, by my standards we’re veering into album territory. I know that traditionally an EP was made for a 6” or somewhere between rather than a 12” but honestly… it’s 2022.

The artwork is a photo of the inside of my jeans pocket that my phone took by accident, but I thought it would be funny to use it as artwork, I also thought it would be funny to name it Kemrit. “Hello, Kemrit thee forg here!”.

I’m giving away all my secrets.

The idea was basically, I’ve written this stuff and I need to get it out. So it was a very soft release. But I’m still happy with it.

In the Bleak Midwinter.

I wanted to write a song that was about the White Wall of Whale. I love Moby Dick, the idea that Melville tries to push in the book, that not only is Ahab’s revenge ultimately destructive, of himself and his crew, but is also pointless, as all creatures are equal and nature doesn’t care one way or the other because we’re part of it, had a big impact on me. The motive behind this track was, let’s write a song about dying in the snow. It interpolates Carol of The Bells and it’s just good riffage, but very simple.

I tend to want to do more. You don’t have to, it’s kinda better to be more quick, centred and simple with music but I have these stupid fucking standards for my own stuff. This song kills live though so my standards are clearly wrong.

Uisce (Water)

A lot of my inspiration is from nature. I don’t know if you’ve noticed but Ireland is a fucking beautiful place. I’ve grown up not far from the coast, and have always loved the sea. Uisce was inspired by the push and pull of the waves on the shore. I deliberately kept this simple, along with the other more atmospheric track on this EP. I was having an issue about trying to force it, lyrically. Thankfully that’s not as much of a problem, especially when I write heavier stuff. But I wanted to make a mood more than write songs.

The Hound

This is the weakest song on the record, I’ll hold my hands up and admit it. I got too in the weeds, I didn’t do a good enough job with the vocals and the production and I got too enamoured with the lead lines but this is a LEARNING exercise. We’re gonna fuck it, it’s okay to fuck it.

I wanted to write a one note riff like Lamb of God and ended up writing a fucking weird abnormal time sig Tool style riff instead. That should have been my first clue. I like wolves, I like the idea of wolves as both an animal and as a metaphor for dissidence. We used to have wolves in Ireland, we kept them as pets the same as dogs. In part of Cromwell’s efforts to “tame” Ireland he killed them all.

I don’t think I would play this one without some major rewriting.

Oíche Maith (Good Night)

This was the first full piece of original music I’d written in 8 years. I wrote this piece of music looking out the window at nature and the sunset, and decided I was going to just do my own music again.

So here’s the thing, I WAS recording covers. Here’s one of them.

https://on.soundcloud.com/LVLA6S9rZ9cgawsD7

I had been playing covers in 2019 acoustically and I wanted to have some recordings I could point to and say “hey this is how I am, these are the kinds of versions I do” but then the pandemic happened. And it was like, “you can make music, it doesn’t have to be songs, it could be a mood, something as simple as this.”

And so I did.

I’ve never played this out but it’s only because I haven’t got the right setup for it. I love this piece.

Ashes.

I never got to learn Irish in school. Due to circumstance and stuff like that. I grew up in the north, then the nature of my schooling kept me from having lessons (there are plenty of people in the North who learned Irish in school). I have always been bitter about that. You might have noticed that I’ve been working on that somewhat. But this song is about my anger and my impotence about my native language.

My native language is an unfamiliar tongue. As it is for anyone who doesn’t come from a native family or was raised and schooled in Irish. That shit fucks you up so bad.

I could never write verses so I ended up butchering the Our Father as Gailege, and drowning it in effects to represent the distance to the language I felt. That might change in the future, both the way the song is written and my relationship to my language. But this was a big cathartic song for me and it’s the one I’m most proud of on the EP. Even if it’s not where I’d want it to be now.

That’s a track by track on my first EP. It’s been fun looking back at these with a bit of distance, thanks for coming along with me for the ride.

[the-firebird69]

"Destruction of Alderaan" Scene STAR WARS: A NEW HOPE (1977)

This is actually me and I'm in this role it's Trump playing Darth Vader and he is one of the Vader's yes and he might be all of the Vaders anakin is kind of a **** dick and they fly up there ok wit cheeseman.  so they say it might be but yoda and ok two  yodas.  now this is interesting.  where is bja.  after the star killer.  he returns no is really bg and the my accomplishments guy is trump.  It has been said that he seems to be missing from almost the entire series. It does look like him when he's small in the pod race and people think he disappeared. And there are other characters but Trump grabs BJA when he's small very often. So I don't think that you see him in most of the series it's very odd it's kind of his big deal thing so he might be somewhere they're trying to figure out where and people think that Trump is trying to run his group but they have orders and they know what to do and they have to keep doing it and Trump might be the one who's limiting everybody's higher ups to run things and has the computer that our sunset was David Audette. And people are figuring out that that is true And people are figuring out that that is true partially and that he owned all the tech companies and was rebuilding tons of the computers they are going after them right now. And they're going after And they're going after him pretty steadily which is what's creating the Star Wars saga to begin. the question of BJA will be addressed later but it is as if Anakin lost track of him and is trying to hunt him down and kills all the children. And they're also Jason and so forth and you can see him as Darth Vader going after Jason. He was the one who made the evader car and people are going to fight him on it now and BG already is and he's far too small. He really needed this help modifying the scooters and other scooters too and it's working. And very well. There's a couple other things going on this is very very huge. Starts the series and he blames Jason yes or causing injury to him and losing the character and losing tons of his personality near New York and they're having war ultimately Vader loses many times and for some reason biden puts him back together only for him to become Lord Grievous and to pretty much get hit very badly and become stupid loses tons of stuff and begins losing the stashes and caches fully in areas and they do find his computers. He begins going from his guy's body to body people in the neighborhood in the famous generals and trying to gather their stuff up using his robots people are on top of it you keep saying You're gonna pay and you can't be stopped and things like that and his plan is not really that great he's trying to rig here and then catch him all the time and just stopping him constantly and he dies a lot. Ultimately he ends up dead in the end and he goes to Concord and surprisingly enough this not a huge war there for a little bit of time and that is how the Revolutionary War is enacted they blame us a little they blame them act proper a lot they start going back and forth and it's real tough to figure out and they try and go after him but it is after warhammer when he's proclaims himself to be the emperor of all mankind and dies and especially fried and his body is ruined and his brain is put back into his original body in the tomb they want to do the reenactment after they get everything out of him and that's way down the road and we believe it's actually gonna happen in reality there are reasons for it one is our son hates him and second is it'll have his original body now you put that back out for him to get publicly executed as a threat against those who free the slaves and they mean our people because that's what the idiot is doing and we don't want him blabbing it

Thor Freya

Olympus

and we hear it a lot. you say it too. thanks ok you dummy now out.  nope not good currency. out. he wont. we shall and we mean business. and  yes have him execudted too.  publicly

mac proper

[posdacted]

Assorted fascination fixation thoughts

LOVE the switching btwn James’ and Alex’s povs I love the little peaks into their minds n seeing how they try to explain away their attraction to each other in different ways. alex being like “wow James sure is weird lol” n James being like “IM NOT GAY IM NOT GAY IM NOT—”

the back n forth also like contrasts their attitudes/behaviors?? Like on the surface James is the more impulsive one n Alex is more thoughtful but w each other they kinda switch n Alex is more impulsive n always touching james n stuff without thinking while James is more in his head n holds himself back a lot

in that way ig alex is more willfully ignoring his feelings and James is more repressing? And by ignoring his feelings completely Alex doesnt have as much control over his feelings and actions and while james is more prone to overthink cus hes working so hard on keeping his feelings inside

James always immediately being like “im straight” while Alex dodges the gay question to be an asshole. James repressing Alex sidestepping

James being bullied is so :( poor bb…. I bet that getting called gay by dicks at school doesnt help w the repression cus if he admits hes gay then hes proving all the bullies right :((((

the description of the fic saying theyre “somehow dancing around their feelings” is SO ACCURATE too. Alex always seems to be doing stuff to James all casual like to kinda act like nothing is gay about it (touching him more intimately than necessary when helping him up, sleeping with James when he has a nightmare) while James reacts in a way to confirm that nothing homo is happening (chalking up Alex’s touches as him just being an asshole, pretending to be asleep when Alex is cuddling him). It’s like Alex is counting on James to either not react at all to confirm the heteroness of their interaction or react hugely enough so Alex can claim its all just a joke while James’ main strat seems to just be “if i dont move dont breathe and dont think then im not gay and Alex will keep touching me in this totally not gay way” they dont know their feelings for each other but they still move in sync

THE GIRLFRIENDS. GOD. THE GIRDLFEIENDS. WAUHG. THEY ARE DATING THE GIRL VERSION OF EACH OTHER. That is somehow gayer than their wet dreams for each other

i feel SOBAD for the gfs they are so cool and deserve so much more pls tell me Alex’s gf dumps him for being a cheating dickhead and then runs off into the sunset w James’ ex gf and they lez it up together for the rest of their lives

THE KISSSSSSSSSSS

everything abt the kiss scene made me want to throw up /pos. James upset about the kiss at first cus hes thinking abt Alex’s gf n how she doesnt deserve this ;-; ……. James so loyal….

james’ fantasies about him n Alex running off together n having a life…… HES SUCJ A ROMANTIC I CANT……. It makes the ending soooooo much more heart breaking too……

James loving so hard and so intensely. James going thru years of intense repression finally getting an awesome gf but then losing her n then finally accepting his feelings for Alex just to lose him too. James’ repression was Pandora’s box. He kept his feelings locked up cus he knew that once he opened that box there was no closing it. But then he opened it… screaming and cryign….. he loves too hard……

#justiceforjames he ain’t done nothing wrong but hes going THROUGH it all he did was love a boy

i listened to that Tim i wish you were a girl song you put in the end notes. JAIL. Listening to that song and then rereading the fic made me so emotional ;-;

[batpham-discord-highlights]

DALV Energy Drink

 I

there is a popular energy drink that becomes all the rage everywhere even Gotham. Tim out of curiosity of its claims takes it. And starts to feel really energize and stronger.

but overtime he starts to have weird side effects. strength he knows is impossible for him, knowing for certain his hand should not have passed through his mug.

turns out the energy drink is called Spectacular... it’s actually connected to specter... as Spect is in different font.

upon analysis the drink has something similar to pit water in it. uwu and you see where this is going kek

also 100% Vlad's idea =w= if he can’t have the only halfa like him he'll make more.

Danny just finding this out the same time as Tim.

ok just plopping a mini-idea plot kek

 Gh

It’s not 100% like sunset overdrive but def love it like I do

 L

Is one of the side effects mood swings?

 I

strong emotions yes

 L

Yeah, Tim should try to figure it out without telling his family because ‘embarrassing’

 Go

Question, would the rest of the batfam try it?

R

Jason, no. He's against energy drinks on principal. Plus, the stuff is rank.

Damian, also no. he'd never drink something as plebian as an energy drink.

 Gh

Dick is a maybe

R

Dick, maybe? But he doesn't like the way it makes him feel, so he only tries it once

Bruce, absolutely no.

Alfred would have a conniption if he found any energy drinks in the house

Gi

Cass would try

R

She would

Gi

Duke too, he doesn’t have an opinion on energy drinks, but likes the taste of some and is willing to try

R

Then she'd make a face at the taste and never touch it again

Duke drinks it too, but it doesn't affect him because of his powers

Gi

he doesn’t have fast metabolism in his skillset

i mean in canon

Healing ability: it has been discovered that Duke's powers allow him to heal rapidly in dire situations.

he has this

R

Hmm…

Gi

fanon we can do whatever

R

Maybe his rapid healing repairs the damage the ectoplasm does before it can take root

Gi

you have a point there

R

Like, you know the radium girls?

Gi

yeah

R

Ectoplasm is like that, except with DNA instead of bone

So, Duke's healing factor keeps the ectoplasm from changing his DNA

Gi

he is the only one that can drink it without consequences

Go

Can I just say I still want someone to trick Jason into drinking it and he ends up falling through a chair?

If we go with the ectoplasm = lazarus pit, it’d be like a temp boost for him

Gi

especially if the ectoplasm in the drinks is purer

S

Imagine Jason starts drinking it and it helps filter out the lazarus water from his system and replace it with cleaner ectoplasm

Gi

yeah, this ⬆️

R

Lol, I can see Jason scowling, plugging his nose and chugging the stuff. It nasty but damn it if it isn't effective

Go

Bruce is in the corner trying to figure out why his kids are experimenting with it

 I  

Yes

Also, low key imagine after all is said n done jazz keeps the rest of the drinks, /stored away for emergency uses...

 Go

It’s a nice little thing for Danny

 I  

Or jokingly, Vlad is allowed to legally sell it with proper warning labels...

Yess it’s a good pick me up for Danny

 Go

Unless that says not suitable for human consumption, then no

 I  

Can see Tim having a hard time stopping.

 Go

Probably

Gi

halfa Tim?

H

oooh halfa Tim

 Go

If they get Jason hooked on it, you could have both

Him and Tim

Gi

👀

H

Tim not noticing he's a ghost now and standing in the kitchen making coffee when someone else walks in and double takes

even better if ghost Jason was the one to walk in and he's freaking out

and freaks out more seeing ghost Tim

Gi

ghost Jason falls through the floor in shock

H

gets stuck waist deep in the ground and starts yelling

 I  

Yesss  

Danny now constant contact because A he likes these guys and B he wants to help them

Gi

Danny adopts the silly new halfas

under his wing

 I  

Vlad got fucked. He succeeded and failed lol because they just band with Danny XD

H

Vlad: YES IT WORKED

Danny: mine now

Vlad: NO NO NO

I  

Can mix in where Tim n Danny swapped their villains wanting them kind of XD

Ooo they now have to keep making the drinks but remove like the caffeine and abundance of sugar… more "healthy" for back up reserves.. Alfred overseeing this. His n Jazz's idea, since they have 3 halfas and 4 if Danielle shows

Gi

i like this

H

Dani probably got a power boost from the standard drink

 Go

This feels like it’d be so much fun to read

H

it does

Gi

now, someone has to actually write it

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Note: It’s being written here.

[unmotivatedwrit3r]

Quarantined Apart from the Batboys

Batboys headcanons

(A/N): I know the last set I put out were also quarantine headcanons but I have them written and I really like them and I wanted to post them before quarantine is over.

Also, I had a really bad week last week. I spent some of it at the hospital and the rest really busy and then ended up with a headcold (i did test negative for COVID at the hospital though) that I'm still getting over, so I haven't had much of an opportunity to post in a while, sorry about that. Hope you enjoy, even if it is COVID themed.

~

Dick Grayson:

No one really expected the pandemic, much less at the scope it came at, so when Quarantine protocols were put into effect, the two of you were in no means prepared

Because you live separately, whether it be you at home or in an apartment and him at his place, and he still goes out as Nightwing, a move wasn’t feasible, especially when the pandemic was new

So you tried to call constantly, facetime when you could, but the distance made everything harder, especially for a relationship so grounded in touch

After a few months, the distance started wearing on both of your mental healths

You came up with the idea of sending stuff to each other that reminded you of the other person

He started sending you his hoodies and sweatpants to wear, and you sent back a bottle of your favorite fragrance so he could spray it on whatever he wanted to

You starting sending each other songs too, and the combination of music that reminds you of each other and the familiar smells made things just a little less lonely

Jason Todd:

The two of you, after realizing you were doomed to separation in quarantine, became texting fiends

If something happened to you, Jason knew about it

Anything weird on patrol? You knew by 9am the next morning

Though he wouldn’t risk actual contact, Jason would leave gifts in front of your door or on your windowsill/fire escape

In turn, you left him care packages with water and snacks and first aid supplies and a note that he could grab on patrol

You came up with the idea of reading the same books, as a way to have something to be able to talk about together, so you did

More often than not, you called each other when doing mindless chores around the house, calls filled with chatter about books and movies you’d seen recently, the sound of the laundry going in the background

Every time you finished a book, Jason would grab a new one from the bookstore, alternating yours or his choices with random recommendations, and leave it for you

Tim Drake:

Technology was always Tim’s friend, and his knowledge came in handy when you were separated during the pandemic

More often than not, the two of you were on call with each other, even if it was just to have the noise of someone else working in the background

It gave you the chance to try and get him to go to sleep, but you really couldn’t say if he did go to bed when he hung up. (you’re betting no)

To spend time together, you took advantage of the joint gaming and TV watching services, the ones that allowed you to watch something while on call at the same time

Your favorite thing, though, was whenever Tim told you stories of people he was working with and their struggles with zoom; it was impossible not to laugh at the thought of a member of the WE board stuck with a beret filter on zoom because he couldn’t figure out how to take it off

Damian Wayne:

In quarantine, he stayed at the manor, and you were quarantined across Gotham, in your own house

Though you both enjoyed the freedom from unnecessary social interactions, it quickly became evident that the lack of scheduled interaction meant the end of most of the times you would see each other, too

To get around this, you created new routines in order to not fall apart

He’d call you when getting ready for patrol, and text you when he got back

You’d tell him good morning when you got up

He’d share picture of Titus, Alfred (the cat) and the sunsets when he’s up, either at the end of patrol of for his early morning meditation

A few weeks into it, he sent you a letter in the mail, and you sent one back

It became an easy way to literally hold onto something tangible from the other person, and a way to get long thoughts across without the awkwardness of text or lagging wifi

[undinegeist]

if we care what’s good for us (2)

(1)

- xx - y/n - xx -

They let us out sometime around dawn; too early.

I wish my sunglasses weren’t broken…there’s way too much sun.

He slips his over my eyes, throws his hair over so it blocks the light, scary strange that he knows.

“Thanks.”

He smirks. “It’s only fair, since I broke yours. Breakfast?”

“It’s too early, I just want a real bed.”

“Where do you live?”

“Boarding house off Sunset…”

“Boarding house?”

“Yeah…I’m staying for the summer. Hopefully longer…I like it here.”

“Where are you from?”

“New York. Born here, grew up over there. It’s too cold. What about you?”

“Born in San Jose, grew up in Idaho. Living off Sunset too.”

“We should have breakfast then, since we’re going the same way.”

“Cool.”

- xx - y/n - xx -

We end up at a diner, all vinyl cracked red booths and fairy lights…I’ve walked past it a million times, but never went inside.

He gets pancakes, drowns them in whipped cream…I get waffles and honey. We flip plates, finish off each other’s.

“How did last night happen anyway?”

“I might have cursed them out…but only because they whistled at me.”

“I’d have whistled at you, too.”

He flushes; it’s uncanny but interesting, though it makes me nervous. “That’s different…they’re not my type.”

“And I am?”

“You’ve got the right stuff, if nothing else.”

“Hmmm. Up or down?”

“Both.”

- xx - y/n - xx -

“Sixx!”

The shout startles both of us; it’s a skinny kid with bedhead, followed by a blonde bedhead zombie, the current style.

“Dude, we thought you got canned last night. Hey.” He says this to me, with a nod.

“Yeah, they hauled me off…would have done worse if backpacks didn’t make for good weapons.” He smirks, glances my way.

“Your eye looks gnarly, dude. Whatcha you gonna do for the gig tonight?”

“Pile on the makeup?” He shrugs, then turns back. “You wanna come?”

“What time?”

“Elevenish…but come earlier, catch us backstage if you want.”

“I’m in.”

“Can’t wait.”

I roll my eyes, but only because I don’t know to do anything else.

- xx - tommy - xx -

Nikki’s a mess, and not just the ribs; he’s been looking at the clock from the moment we got here…hope he gets his head in the game, even if she doesn’t show.

There’s a knock on the door, and finally, finally, it’s her…thank fuck.

“Hey…sorry I’m late. Turns out they called the monsters after all.”

“Fuck…they’re not hauling you away, are they?”

“Nah…I said I’d disappear for good if they tried, so they backed off.”

“You’re fucking brilliant.”

“Just cursed. You guys ready for tonight?”

“As ready as we’ll ever be.” Mick looks her up and down in that way of his; checking her out, but not the fun way. “How did you and Nikki meet anyway?”

“She hit the cops beating me up with her backpack.”

“Should have hit harder.”

“There’s always next time.”

They exchange this weird sort of smirk, then glance away; if Nikki hasn’t had her already, he will.

- xx - tommy - xx -

“How long til they go for it, you think?”

“Not as soon as you think, drummer.”

They’re across the room by Nikki’s mirror; she’s doing something to his eye, trying to cover up the cops’ damage…it’s looking kind of rad.

“Why not?”

“He likes her…stop using your dick and look at them.”

“Sixx looks the same way he always does?”

“Look closer.” He rolls his eyes again, always, but I still try to see what he’s seeing…

He’s backed up against the chair, all the way in; she’s between his legs, smoothing his hair away from his face, touching his eye, careful even from here, lining it lightly over and over, trying not to hurt him.

“They’re actually talking.”

“Took you long enough.”

“But why?” Sixx never talks to girls longer than necessary, which is thirty seconds or less.

“They’ve actually got something to talk about.”

That something seems to be books; still, Nikki’s watching her, dazed the way he usually gets when he’s high, and she seems unaware, though the way she touches him says more than that…careful familiarity, the way my parents touch each other.

I sigh. “Why is Sixx so fucking lucky?”

Mick shrugs. “Don’t know if that’s lucky.”

“What do you mean?” How could it not be, to have an immediate connection like that?

“He won’t focus on the band if he’s got a girl.”

“Dude, the band isn’t everything.”

“Maybe not to you.”

- xx - tommy - xx -

“Wow…looks rad.”

“Now it’s your turn to do me.”

He flushes, tell-tale, but she doesn’t even blink, just pulls him off the chair, into a hug somehow, though it seems more accident than intentional, despite the fact that they hold it for a couple of seconds before she slips around him to sit on the couch…he does it too, holding her hair and face with one hand, the pencil with the other.

He lines one side, then draws a red star on her right cheek, circles it…a pentagram.

She looks over his shoulder into the mirror, smirks. “You did even better than me.”

Nikki shrugs, but I can tell he’s happy. “Just thought it’d complement your look and piss people off.”

“Thanks.” Her tone’s teasing, but there’s a hint of more underneath…they’ve been at it all fucking night, doubt they’ll be stopping anytime.

Lucky fucking bastard.

- xx - y/n - xx -

I’m hanging backstage when they go on; figured it’d be better, less crowded and messy, plus, the view is rad…Nikki’s still all fucked, and though nothing could or should ever stop them, I still daydream about hunting down those cops and fucking the fuck out of them…not in a good way, obviously.

I’m so distracted by that daydream, I miss the entire thing; or the start of it, anyway, until there’s Tommy the bedhead flying off the stage at some weird guy with greasy biker hair, Vince the zombie being rather unzombie with yet another biker dude, and for fuck’s sake, Nikki beating some other loser with his bass…making me wish I had my backpack.

It ends quickly after that, though; the biker bouncers - is this a breeding experiment or is there some biker hippie mom commune somewhere? - shake off the loser bikers, kick them out, haul the boys back to the stage, and apparently, the fight’s fired one guy up enough to fire the rest of them…and they’re back on, just like that.

- xx - nikki - xx -

I can still taste blood when I come off the stage, feel the start of a headache…Y/N holds a pill out to me, one to Vince…he thanks her as he slips away, but I stay, hesitate…not sure I want to be high the first night we played together.

“What is it?”

“Just aspirin.”

“Oh.” I swallow it dry, but she has water…I drink it, watch her do it after me without a second thought, thinking that could be the closest I’ll ever get to her lips…if we care what’s good for us.

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What I think a relationship with  ✨Rafe Cameron✨ includes

WARNINGS: It’s my first work so yeah thats a warning, Rafe being a softie, little bit sexual but nothing explict

Englisch is not my first language so please don`t judge and if you have a idea or want me to write something for you just text me 

- first of all Sarah& Wheezie adore you even tho they have no idea how you hold up with him 

- they think you make him a better Person even tho he is still a little bit messed up 

- but it also includes Ward being a dick like usual

- you would definitely to be there for him when his Dad was a Bitch or he has had a breakdown even tho he would be a bitch saying stuff like “I don’t need help” “go away” “I don’t want you here” because he’s stubborn and dosen’t want you to see him like this

-BUT there would also be cute stuff like Date Nights

-like having a movie marathon, watching the sunset at the beach or somewhere on a hill on the back of his Truck, shopping sprees becuase he problably enjoys shopping more than you & late night car rides while you listen to loud music and sing even tho he will say it’s cringe we all know he secretly loves it 

- he would spoil you and problably give you a necklace with a R on it to let everyone now that your his 

- he would ALWAYS touch you somewhere even if it is a hand on your waist or just holding your hand

- FOREHEAD KISSES

- and you would problably have lots of sex even if it is just a quiqie while your on a party or hang out with friends in the country club

- literlly just everywhere 

- I feel like he has a few kinks like spitting in your mouth, hair pulling and lots of other thinks 

- he would problably want to have sex i places like Wards office or his bedroom 

ANYWAY 

- you would spend lots of time at his house and hang out with Sarah and whezzie even if Rafe is not there 

- he would INSICT on teaching you how to play golf so you could play together 

- and at the end of the day you would problably fall asleep cuddling because we all know deep down Rafe is a softie

I hope you liked my first work🙂 if not thats ok to I mean I am at the beginning of writting my own stuff so yeah hope you enjoyed it! BYE