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batbabydamian · 5 months

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Hey, I started reading Robin son of Batman because of your recommendation (I literally have a print of your post on my phone to not forget lol). Honestly? One of the best things I ever read!!!

Thank you for opening my eyes! Damian has been one of my favorite characters for over a year, but I didn't read/watch much of him because of school, life (and probably an executive dysfunction in the mix).

Maya is incredible. I loved her.

I haven't finished all the issues yet, but do you have any other recommendations?

WAH this makes me so happy, i'm glad you still gave it a shot even with how busy life is!! ;v;

i’d love to give reccs, and i’ll try to go a beginner friendly route! tbh you can pick up whatever here, but since you've read R:SOB i’d immediately follow up with Batman and Robin (2011) #1-8! this first arc is what’s referred to in Maya’s introduction, and it's just. so good.

Main Books

Batman and Robin (2009)

Dick as Batman with Damian as his Robin!

#20-22 Tree of Blood: Dark Knight vs White Knight arc is done by Tomasi and Gleason, the team for the next Batman and Robin series

*Batman and Robin (2011)

Bruce and Damian figuring out their relationship as both Batman & Robin and father & son

imo you can enjoy the ride and read straight through this but i’ll add context to avoid as much confusion as possible since there’s the occasional tie-in or offscreen events, like Damian’s death nbd

Batman Incorporated (2012) #1-10

events leading to Damian's death - affects Batman and Robin (2011) from issue #18

kind of a tough read especially with how Talia's written, but a lot of iconic bits like Batcow, Damian's vegetarian declaration, Alfred the cat, "We Were the Best, Richard."

Robin (2021)

another self-discovery adventure, particularly after Alfred’s death and a fallout with Bruce (and questionable writing choices from his last Teen Titans run)

Batman and Robin (2023)

currently ongoing! after a number of events, Bruce and Damian are back as a duo

Damian Dynamics!

Batman: Streets of Gotham (2009) #7, 10-12

arc where Damian meets one of his first Gotham friends, Colin Wilkes

Batgirl (2009) #5-7, #17

Steph and Damian dynamic! "the bad cop, worse cop" dysfunctional duo

Red Robin (2009) #13-14

early Tim and Damian dynamic that of course includes fighting haha. funny enough, accidentally my first intro to Damian LOL

Teen Titans (2003) #89-92

Dick!Batman has Damian join the Teen Titans. Start of Damian and Rose Wilson dynamic that’s extended in Robin (2021)

Batman: Gates of Gotham (2011)

Damian meets Cass and has a brief team up

Gotham Academy (2015) #7

Damian meets Maps Mizoguchi! they have a few other meetings, but outside of that the series itself is a great read!

Robin War Event (2015)

Robin War (2015) #1, Grayson (2014) #15, Detective Comics (2011) #47, We Are Robin (2015) #7, Robin: Son of Batman (2015) #7, Robin War (2015) #2

Duke and Damian dynamic! not exactly beginner friendly but these are the main issues in order for the event! you can also read the TPB version for everything including Tie-Ins

Nightwing (2016) #16-20, #42, #43

#16-20 Nightwing and Robin arc!

#42 Dick on a mission to save Damian! the one appearance of "Wiggles" the dragon

#43 Dick, Roy, and Damian team-up

New Talent Showcase 2018 "Catwoman: Pedigree"

Selina, Damian, and Alfred the cat

Batman: Prelude to the Wedding - Robin vs. Ra's Al Ghul (2018)

Selina, Damian, and Cheese Viking - Damian's fav game shown in Nightwing: Rebirth (2016)

Monkey Prince (2022) #1-4

Marcus Sun Shugel-Shen's main comic, but Damian features as a fun dynamic here before they're in more serious circumstances in Batman VS Robin (2022)/Lazarus Planet event

Superman (2016) #10 - 11

the beginning of the Super Sons! featuring Maya!

Super Sons (2017)

solitary arcs but there’s a few event tie-in issues later

Adventures of the Super Sons (2018)

literally more Super Sons adventures lol galactic shenanigans yeehaw

Challenge of the Super Sons (2020)

Super Sons time shenanigans feat. the Justice League

Robin 80th Anniversary (2020)

"Boy Wonders" - brief Damian feature as Tim considers his next step in life

"My Best Friend" - Jon's thoughts on Damian and their dynamic

"Bat and Mouse" - refers to Damian's unfortunate Teen Titans (2016) run at the time of release which follows up with Teen Titans Annual #2 where Damian briefly gives up Robin

Extra Comics!

Superman/Batman (2003) #77

Kara and Damian in a Halloween team-up! also the appearance of "Li'l Matches" lol

DCU Halloween Special '09 "Cavity Search"

Damian out on a solo mission for Halloween night. Immediately after is Tim's Red Robin story "Then and Now: Our Father's Sins" which is more somber in contrast but also a good read!

DCU Halloween Special 2010 "Robin the Vampire Slayer"

a Dick!Batman and Robin story featuring the vampire Andrew Bennett

Cursed Comics Cavalcade (2018) "The Devil You Know"

Halloween themed comic with a sweet short story of Damian alongside Solomon Grundy

DC's Terrors Through Time (2022)

"Trick or Treat" a Super Sons Halloween story

"The Haunting of Wayne Manor" Damian and Deadman story - in the end, Boston kinda refers to Nezha's possession of Damian in Batman VS Robin (2022) which was happening at the time of this release

Batman: Li'l Gotham (2013)

lighthearted series that instantly makes me smile with the silliness and Dustin Nguyen’s art i love this dearly

Secret Origins (2014) #4 "A Boy's Life"

a retelling of Damian's origin story

Detective Comics (2016) #1001-1005

Batman and Robin vs the Arkham Knight (unrelated to the game)

Truth & Justice (2021) #6/#16 - 18 Digital First version

cute story of Damian’s birthday! Juni Ba’s art is so fun!!

DC Festival of Heroes: The Asian Superhero Celebration (2021) “Special Delivery”

short story about Damian! and poisoned pizzas. completely forgot the artist Sami Basri drew Rebirth Damian here before catboy Damian lol Cass’s story “Sounds” is also cute! Marcus makes his first appearance in "The Monkey Prince Hates Superheroes"

DC VS Vampires (2021)

Damian makes appearances throughout this elseworlds book, but the one-shot DC VS Vampires: Hunters (2022) is vampire Damian-centric!

Batman: Black and White (2021) #5

“Father & Son Outing” short story written and drawn by Jorge Jimenez!

Batman: Urban Legends (2021) #20-23

#20 “My Son” Talia and Bruce focus

#20 - 23 “The Murder Club” 4 Parts

Tiny Titans (2008) #33, #39, #45, #47

a few appearances but SO CUTE, LOOK AT HIM

*Batman and Robin (2011) reading guide

i'm mostly trying to avoid the "what did i just walk in on?" kinda feeling when i first started reading comics LOL i'll list the comics where events take place, but you don't necessarily have to read them to go through this book since things are usually explained as quickly as possible in the first page or so

#0 Someday Never Comes

Talia and baby Damian before he grows up to meet Bruce

#1-8 Born to Kill

just an incredibly solid arc for Bruce and Damian!

#9 Court of Owls Tie-In Issue

Damian VS a Court of Owls Talon. While Bruce is occupied with a home invasion of Talons, Alfred makes a call for allies to protect targeted Gotham public figures from Talons. During Batman (2011) #1-11

#10-12 Terminus

Damian challenges the previous Robins sans Steph

Batman Incorporated (2012) is occurring at this time where Talia has placed a bounty on Damian and there's small mentions of that

#13-14 Eclipsed/Devoured

mostly solitary arc! end of it leads into the Death of the Family event

#15-16 Death of the Family Tie-In Issues

Damian and Joker face-off... Alfred's been kidnapped by the Joker, and Damian goes looking for him. During Batman (2011) #13-17

#17 Life is but a Dream - Death of the Family Epilogue

a sort of subconscious check-in through the dreams of Damian, Alfred, and Bruce. Nightwing (2011) #17 features Damian encouraging Dick after Death of the Family events

#18 Undone "Requiem"

Bruce dealing with Damian's death from Batman Incorporated #8

other reactions to Damian's death: Dick in Nightwing (2011) #18, Tim in Teen Titans (2011) #18

#19-23 Denial, Rage, The Bargain, Despair, Acceptance

Bruce through the stages of grief with some batfam appearances in each. also introduces Carrie Kelley into continuity as Damian's acting tutor.

Batman (2011) #19-20 also addresses Bruce's loss

#23.1-23.4

these could be skipped - villain stories, also related to Forever Evil event.

#24-28 The Big Burn

optional Batman and Two-Face/Harvey Dent arc, #23.1 is part of this story!

Damian's resurrection and return

#29-32 The Hunt for Robin

Ras took Talia and Damian's bodies from their graves, and Bruce goes after him.

-> Robin Rises: Omega

continues events from #32. if you don't want to jump to this, basically, Glorious Godfrey and a bunch of parademons from Apokolips are here for a chaos shard which Ra's put in Damian's sarcophagus. at some point, Bruce gets a hold of the shard where he sees a vision that leads him to believe Damian can be resurrected. Godfrey ends up taking the shard, along with Damian's body since it was emitting the same energy.

#33-37 Robin Rises

Bruce hellbent on retrieving Damian from Apokolips and reviving him

-> Robin Rises: Alpha

necessary to read and continues events from #37! Damian's back with a bang lol

#38-40 Superpower

Damian adjusting to having superpowers and being alive again

Annual #1 2013 Batman Impossible

sweet (and funny) one-shot of Damian sending Bruce on a meaningful scavenger hunt around the world while Damian gets to be the cutest Batman for a bit

Annual #2 2014 Batman and Robin: Week One

one-shot takes place during Damian's absence. after Bruce and Alfred find a mystery gift left for Dick, Dick recounts a story he had told Damian from his Robin days.

Annual #3 2015 Moonshot

one-shot Batman and Robin adventure on the moon!

...and of course after Batman and Robin (2011), Damian's story continues in his first solo Robin: Son of Batman (2015)!

#damian wayne #ask #sorry for R:SOB promo again but i need this title attached to Damian's name as much as B&R 2009/2011😭#thank you for the ask anon!! really am so happy you were able to find the time to read RSOB and enjoy it!! i genuinely cheered 😭#i hope some of these comics give you many emotions and/or a smile!! <3 #if anyone would like to correct something or include some Damian comics please feel free to comment or add to the post!!#sorry if the reading guide is an intimidating wall of text hhh after i finished it i was like...this does not look beginner friendly LOL 😭#Damian's Teen Titans run is beginner friendly but it's so frustrating to read his character being regressed especially after RSOB #ig i would only recc the first 5 issues just for Mara asdsfg #super/bat 77 comic rlly made me wonder how Williamson could've made Damian sound so stiff now compared to his first time writing him?? rip.#also i love how there's so many Halloween stories here lol #maybe?? i'll do a guide for Damian's intro since those were the most confusing for me when i really got into his comics #i think his most recent appearances are a bit easier to figure out on your own but i don't mind doing a guide for that too if needed!#OOF tags got long lol i may be a bit nervous posting this bc i'd like ppl to read more Damian but worried i may have goofed somewhere #but hopefully this is helpful to anyone curious about peeking at his comics!!

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faragonart · 3 months

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"It sure is, isn't it..."

(A little continuation from this...)

Ridel had always wanted to see the Steppe... and Vatii always wanted to show him.

(ft. @pali-himbo 's Vatii)

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jash-updates · 1 month

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Most normal energy drink consumer

#new tags time yippee #cj updates #so there's some old-ish tags here lol #i had this saved for a while actually. just didnt know if i wanted to post goofs yet #old tags:#i will say i personally cannot make fun of him for that #as i was [still am even] overly invested in drinking mnt dew #they used to sell a full liter mnt dew bottle for like a dollar at the stores near me & id take one to school a lot an drink the whole thin #[Sometimes id be able to get a whole 2 liter. Tho I couldn't drink the whole thing during the day [mainly just to save it for later rlly]]#which i would then have after the can id get every morning.....#im better now i swear #tho it was always very funny when i had a class with a friend where id slowly pull the very long bottle out from my bag #the face they would make is always so funny to me still #so i have a feeling i know *exactly* what face his teacher made #either like a mix of astonishment & confusion or its just disappointment #a “why are you like this” typea look #its great #however his story is still horrifying #i drink monster a bit & like one can is enough for me for a day [if i can finish it even]#maybe if i clutched onto that instead of mnt dew during school years id be just like him then #im in the good timeline thank god #rant over lol my bad

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coldasicecream · 6 months

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i kept seeing this photo in the good omens book and i had to sketch it the picture is so funny

#i love the story how terry always borrowed white clothes for the photoshoots #also someone help me i‘m literally not able to finish one drawing before i start something else #neil gaiman #terry pratchett #good omens #sketch #digital drawing #good omens book #book omens #good omens fanart #drawing things

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seven-tastic · 2 years

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mo yi turns into a cat

#after accepting the fact that i would in fact not be able to get cards that arent lukes #i went ahead and finally read vyn's cat card and i absolutely love this man #me who has read vyn cards but havent finished his personal story sdjankda someday #someday itll happen #i have many silly nxx doodles but i feel bad posting most of them bc i dont #know the other guys really well so what if theyre too ooc #yeah this is targeted to artem #i dont want to the grandpa dirty hes such a sweetheart #tears of themis #vyn richter #artem wing #marius von hagen #luke pearce

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itsamenickname · 11 months

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Attention all Bowuigi fans and supporters! I come to you with a wholesome Bowuigi idea:

Luigi eavesdrops on a conversation between Bowser and Kamek and/or Kammy, but instead of Bowser talking shit about him, Luigi discovers that the one and only Koopa King is actually talking about how much he loves Luigi and how he thanks Grambi and the Star Spirits every day that someone as sweet and innocent as Luigi wants to date a fearsome and selfish monster like him.

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elusivewildflower · 2 years

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Taking Orders | Sierra Six/Court Gentry x Reader

Pairing: Sierra Six/Court Gentry x F! Reader

Summary: On a mission with Six, you do something that could’ve gotten you killed. Six is upset that you didn’t listen to him, and decides to teach you how to take orders.

Warnings: pure smut, I am not sorry. Cursing, kinda dom!Six, oral (m! receiving), unprotected piv, creampie

Word Count: 2k

A/N: I finally wrote something that is under 5k words lmfao. I never really proofread these things too much, so I’m sorry if there are any mistakes! I hope you guys enjoy this to hold you over until I get part 2 of The Other Fitzroy finished!

MINORS DNI

Your hands braced yourself against your knees as you fought to catch your breath. You had made it back to the safe house just mere moments before Court did, having been split up during your last fight of the mission. You didn’t worry about that, though, you knew he could handle himself. Besides, at that point, almost everyone you were fighting against was dead, you both just needed to high-tail it out of there before the authorities arrived. You were lucky enough to come off rather unharmed, just bruised, dirty, and your body aches all over. You knew you wouldn’t have too long to rest, but you were looking forward to soaking up every moment of it.

You almost didn’t catch the sound of the front door closing softly, as your heart hammered in your ears, but you certainly didn’t miss the sound of loud footsteps storming your way. You stood to your full height and cast your gaze in Court’s direction, he looked angry.

“What the fuck was that?!” He didn’t even give you a chance to respond, your brows furrowing and mouth dropping open and then closing shut as he continued. “When I tell you to take cover and run, you take cover and run! You do not pick up a live grenade and throw it back!” He shouted right into your face, his long legs closing the distance between the two of you whilst he was speaking. His darkened blue eyes searched your face and then dropped down to your body, seemingly looking for any injuries.

Realization dawned upon you, as you had hardly ever seen Court this furious. He was worried about you. For a mere moment, you felt a bit of guilt. But, then you realized you had done what you needed to do. He would’ve done the same in a heartbeat.

“I had nowhere to run, Court! I did what I had to!” You defended your actions, not letting how close he was standing to intimidate you.

“Yeah? And what would’ve happened if you had been just a second too late in throwing the grenade?” He questioned, taking another step closer towards you. “You’d be dead.” He spat out in your face.

In response, you took a step backwards to produce space between you– to give you enough room to breathe–and to think. That quickly backfired when your back hit the wall behind you, and you realized you were trapped. A smirk pulled at the corner of his lips as he followed after you, reaching for your hands and pinning them to the wall. Moving to hold both of your wrists in one hand above your head, he leaned in close, his mouth brushing against the shell of your ear.

“I think you need to be taught how to take orders,” He growled into your ear. His breath cascading down your neck caused a shudder to flow through you, a pathetic whimper falling from your lips. You hated what this man did to you in such close proximity, your thighs already pressing together as a heat pooled between your legs. He, on the other hand, loved it.

“On your knees,” He commanded gruffly.

This time, you didn’t hesitate to do as he said. He released his hold upon your wrists and took a half-step backwards to give you room to sink to your knees. Your hands made their way to his belt, but he stopped you before you could go any further.

He gave a click of his teeth, “Did I tell you to touch me?”

You removed your hands at once, and gave a shake of your head, sitting back on your haunches. “No. I’m sorry, sir.”

His hands replaced where yours had been, undoing his belt and unzipping his pants. He reached into his boxers and pulled free his half-hard cock. Even just the sight of him made your panties dampen with another flood of arousal. He gave himself a few strokes, and soon, he was fully erect. “Open your mouth.” He ordered, the head of his thick cock pressing against your lips.

You did as he asked—ordered, really, and opened your mouth so that your lips wrapped around him. You gave his head a few kitten licks, encouraging a soft groan to fall from his lips. One of his hands wrapped around the back of your head, tangling itself in your hair, as he held you still. One harsh thrust of his hips had his cock pressing into the back of your throat, causing you to gag around him and your eyes to water.

Your hands flew to his muscular thighs in response, and he seemed to forgive that unsanctioned touch—probably because he enjoyed the feeling of your nails biting into his skin. Another groan fell from his lips as you tried to relax your throat and breathe steadily through your nose— an act that was somewhat difficult considering your face was pressed against his pelvis. He was kind enough to give you that moment to compose yourself, but it didn’t last for long.

He retracted his hips, until only the head of his cock pressed against your tongue, before he plunged himself back down your throat. This time you were more prepared, but it still didn’t stop you from gagging around his length. The grip he had on the back of your head tightened, his calloused fingers holding you in place as he rocked his hips at a steady pace. Tears mixed with mascara cascaded down your cheeks, a sight that had him throbbing in your mouth.

“God, you’re so pretty like this. Such a good girl for me.” He groaned.

You couldn’t hold back the moan that vibrated around his cock at his compliment, your thighs clenching together in hopes of finding some relief. Your panties were absolutely soaked at this point, your clit throbbing with need at every groan and grunt that fell from his lips. His free hand moved to cradle your jaw, his thumb brushing away your tears as he continued to fuck into your face. His groans of pleasure grew louder as the rhythm of his hips faltered. You were sure that he was about to empty himself right down your throat, but then he withdrew himself completely from your mouth. His grip upon your jaw tightened slightly as he held off his orgasm, his cock twitching deliciously right in front of your face. He rubbed his thumb over your swollen lips before giving a tap on the bottom of your chin with his fingers.

“Up,” He ordered.

You moved to stand, your legs almost giving out from underneath you from being on your knees for so long. Your entire lower half felt like jello. His hands quickly made their way to your pants, undoing them and sliding them and your underwear down your legs. You worked on kicking off your shoes and pants the rest of the way as he yanked your shirt over your head. His deft fingers unclasped your bra and threw it to the side. When you tried to reach for the end of his shirt to get rid of it, he pushed your hands away and shook his head.

“No. Jump.” His hand slapped your ass harshly as he spoke.

A whine fell from your lips, both from the disappointment of him remaining clothed and in response to his smack. He slapped your other cheek in response just as harshly, the sting of it melting into pleasure as he massaged it afterwards.

“Don’t make me repeat myself.” He warned, his head craned down to whisper into your ear when you hadn’t moved to follow his order.

You whimpered softly, your hands finding purchase upon his shoulders as you jumped. His calloused hands caught you instinctively as you wrapped your legs around his waist. He pressed your back into the wall as he held you up with one hand, his other guiding his thick and veiny cock towards your entrance. He wasted no time in teasing you, sheathing himself completely inside of you in one thrust. A deep groan rumbled in his chest at the feeling of your tight, velvety, walls around his cock. Your eyes squeezed shut as he split you open, the familiar burn of being stretched almost overpowering the pleasure. He didn’t even give you a chance to adjust before setting a brutal pace. Each snap of his hips had the head of his cock ramming into your cervix, his pelvis pressing against your clit. It didn’t take long for the burn of him stretching you wide open to fade into immense pleasure, your walls fluttering around him.

He changed the angle of his thrusts and you immediately saw stars. He was hitting you in just the right spot over and over again. You felt the beginnings of your orgasm approaching rapidly, his brutal pace driving you insane.

“Court, I’m gonna—“ your words were cut off with a high pitched whine when he stilled his hips.

He grabbed your chin roughly, “Did I tell you you could cum?” He paused, as if waiting for a response.

You gave a pitiful shake of your head with the tight grip he had upon your jaw. Your breathing labored as you tried to force yourself to calm down, your chest pressing against his with every inhale. The feeling of your nipples rubbing against his clothed chest sent sparks directly to your core.

“You’ll cum when I tell you to, do you understand?”

You nodded your head but that didn’t suffice for him.

“Use your words, sweetheart,” He commanded.

“I understand.”

“Good girl.” He gave a nod of his head as he finally released his hold upon your jaw, his hand returning to your ass as he began his harsh and brutal pace once again.

You were sure that you’d have bruises the next morning with how forcefully his fingers dug into your ass, but that thought only aroused you further. Which was the opposite of what you needed at the moment. You bit down upon your bottom lip harshly to try to ground yourself, to focus on pain rather than pleasure as you tried to keep your orgasm at bay. He seemed to be proving this difficult for you, as he hadn’t shifted the angle in which he fucked into you, still ramming the head of his cock right into your sensitive spot.

The muscles in your lower stomach constricted, tears welling in your eyes as you fought off the inevitable. You could feel every ridge and vein of his thick cock pistoning in and out of you, your velvety walls gripping him perfectly with every thrust. His cock swelled and twitched deeply within you, his lips connected with your neck, sucking and nipping until he had left several marks that would take days to fade away. He murmured praises against your skin, how good you felt around him, how good you were being for him, and it was all too much.

“C-Court, pl-please,” You cried out to him, begging him to let you have your release.

He growled against your skin, “Cum for me, princess.”

Your mouth fell slack as your entire body tensed, your walls clenching around him tightly as your orgasm crashed over you. He bucked his hips up into yours one last time before reaching his own, a deep groan resounding from his chest. His cock twitched deeply within you as he shot rope after rope of his hot seed, filling you to the brim.

You rested your foreheads against each other for a few moments as you sought to catch your breaths. He pulled himself from your heat with a quiet hiss, and gently set you down onto your feet. Two fingers made their way in between your thighs, gathering the cum that was leaking from your pussy before shoving it back in. The action made you gasp in surprise, your eyes meeting his.

“D’you think you’ve learned to follow orders, now?” He questioned as he pulled his fingers away from you, raising them to your lips for you to clean.

You opened your mouth willingly, taking the time to suck his fingers clean before responding. A part of you wanted to respond with yes, but the other part wasn’t so sure. A sly smirk spread across your lips when his fingers returned to his side. “Maybe,” You responded coyly.

He scoffed lightly, giving a shake of his head, but his smirk mirrored yours. “Mm, well then I suppose I’ll just have to teach you again.”

You liked the sound of that.

#sierra six #sierra six fic #sierra six x reader #court gentry x reader #sierra six smut #court gentry smut #court gentry fic #my fics #the gray man fics #the gray man smut #my boss gave me a fucking adderall today cause ive been thinking i have adhd and guys it helped so fucking much #i was actually able to finish this fucking story LOL #myfics

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destinationtoast · 1 month

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Casual friend who teaches theater: So we set the opening to a Peter Gabriel song, and -- Me, derailing the story: Which song? CFWTT: Uhh, not, like, a super well known song... Me: WHICH? CFWTT: Uhh. Did you know that he did the soundtrack for a movie called The Last Temptation of Christ? Me, inside my own head: Oh you mean just the soundtrack that caused me to start talking to my first ever significant other online, because we were both so obsessed with it, and that I therefore later attempted to lose my virginity to? tHAT SOUNDTRACK?? Me, externally: I'm aware

#virginity is a silly construct #I was fairly convinced even at the time #but there was a particular activity I'd been looking forward to that turned out to be infeasible without more supplies and patience #still the music was great and a good time was had by all #:)#peter gabriel #it's a good album (and by good I mean fantastic)#anyway my brain has always been like this #fannish I mean #but whereas once upon a time I would have permanently derailed the story #now I was able to let CFWTT finish without too big of a tangent #op

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kheprriverse · 6 months

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Current WIP. I’m going to be thinking about this piece all day.

#loz au #zelda au #wip #fierce deity #Ko’jin (Kheprriverse)#Terminus (Kheprriverse)#sad i wont be able to post the whole thinf when its done #not until FD’s story is finished

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trensu · 7 months

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I set myself a goal to have this fic finished and postedon ao3 by Halloween. As you can tell, I have failed miserably since it's neither finished or posted. In my defense, my hands were in much more pain than usual for most of October and so far November's not looking so great either.

Still, I feel kind of shitty about missing my goal, so I decided to post the first couple of scenes here. This fic is part of the Hawkins Halfway House series and we'll be meeting Billy in it. Enjoy!

Eddie was enjoying a quiet, little Horrors-free day with House. He’d dropped off Max and the Sinclair siblings with Steve in the morning since they hadn’t been able to hang out with Dustin and El for longer than any of the little Horrors deemed acceptable. El had been living with Steve for about a year now, and Dustin nearly twice that long. The transition hadn’t been as painful as expected but the kids were not used to being apart from each other, so an arrangement was reached that every other weekend, the kids could spend the night together either at House or at Junior.

This weekend, the kids had opted to stay at Junior with Steve. Depending on how things went, they might stay longer seeing as the kids were on some extended human holiday weekend as of the night before. If that happened, then Eddie planned on having some slow lazy mornings. However, it was now past lunchtime and he really needed to restock their stores of red meat, thanks to the pair of werewolf cubs in his care. He had very quickly become the local butcher’s favorite customer because of them.

Eddie had just about convinced himself to get going and be a responsible adult when the phone rang. Eddie made his way over to where House decided to keep the phone hooked up this week. He leaned against the wall, already fiddling with the phone cord, as he answered.

“Hawkins Halfway–”

“EDDIE,” Dustin screeched over the phone. “You have to come over right now. Steve is DYING.”

“What?” Eddie asked, bolting upright from where he had slouched. He heard the voices of the other kids over the line.

“He is bleeding. Blood should stay inside humans,” El said seriously.

“Bleeding? Where? What happened?” Eddie asked, resting the phone between his shoulder and ear to free up his hands. He got a bit tangled in the cord in his hurried searching of his pockets for his keys.

“Guys,” Steve’s voice broke through. “Guys, I’m fine. Oh god, Dustin, who are you calling? What did I say about using the phone? Junior, what did I tell you about letting the kids use the phone?”

“This IS an emergency!” Dustin protested, loudly.

“There’s so much blood,” Lucas could be heard in the background. “It’s like that time I ate a rabbit just before the moon set.”

“See, Eddie? HE’S DYING!” Dustin shouted directly into the receiver.

“You called Eddie? Dustin, give me the phone,” Steve said. After a brief scuffle, and what sounded like the handset being dropped to the ground only to get hastily picked up, Steve was speaking directly. His voice sounded funny. “Eddie, hi!”

“What happened? Dustin thinks you’re dying,” Eddie said.

“I’m fine! Nobody’s dying,” Steve said. Then, presumably to the kids, “Give me some room, I don’t want to drip on any of you.”

“Steve, are you bleeding?” Eddie asked, his worry mixing with irritation.

“Yeah, but I’m okay. It’s a bloody nose,” Steve said, which explained why he sounded weird.

“And a bloody mouth,” Lucas added.

“His eye’s busted up, too!” Erica said loud enough for Eddie to hear.

“Yes, thank you for that,” Steve said to the kids in that bitchy tone Eddie secretly enjoyed hearing. “Go watch some TV while I talk to Eddie. I promise I won’t fall over dead.”

“I’m coming over,” Eddie decided out loud.

“You don’t have to, honestly, the kids are freaking out over nothing,” Steve insisted.

“You’re due for a home inspection anyway. See you in ten.”

Eddie hung up before Steve could protest.

–

Eddie didn’t have a chance to knock on the door before it slammed open and he was swarmed by the kids.

“He’s in the kitchen,” Lucas told him.

“We couldn’t remember how much blood humans are supposed to keep inside,” El said.

“Yeah, so Dustin freaked out,” Erica snorted derisively.

Dustin started to argue that his concern was legitimate, but Eddie pushed past all of them to get to the kitchen. There, Eddie nearly swallowed his tongue because Steve was indeed in the kitchen. Shirtless. And bent over the sink. The steam rising from the running water dampened his chest hair and made his skin dewy. The muscles in Steve’s arms flexed distractingly as he scrubbed almost violently at a bloodied shirt.

Eddie didn’t have much time to enjoy the view because as soon as he finished processing the vision, he caught sight of Steve’s face. He immediately understood why the children panicked. Steve’s face was a mess. Steve had done his best to clean up most of the blood, but his nostrils were still rimmed with some, and the split lip started to bleed again when Steve looked up at Eddie. The skin around his eye was puffy and bruised.

“It looks worse than it is,” Steve said immediately. “No concussion!”

Eddie covered the distance in a few long strides. He reflexively reached out to touch Steve’s face, then pulled back when he realized what he’d been about to do. Eddie had been adamantly ignoring the small crush he was harboring for his kids’ foster parent. Unfortunately, it meant he had to forcibly ignore opportunities to touch Steve as much as possible. In this case, it resulted in Eddie fluttering his hands uselessly around Steve.

“What happened?”

“First, you should know that I handled it and I was already planning on calling you to give you a rundown of the situation. I wanted to clean myself up a bit before calling but that didn’t go as planned, obviously.”

“Steve.”

“I’m fine, really. I’m more worried about Max.” At Steve’s words, Eddie’s whole body tensed.

“What happened to Max?” Eddie asked before it occurred to him, “She wasn’t with the other kids. Where is she?”

“She ran to her room as soon as we got home. She’s kind of shaken up. I haven’t had the chance to talk to her about what happened because the others saw me and were freaking out the whole ride home.”

“I can talk to her,” Eddie said immediately. Steve nodded as if he hadn’t expected anything different, and began to explain what happened.

“I took the kids to the park nearby to burn off some energy before dinner,” Steve said. “Max stayed in the parking lot because she wanted to practice using her skateboard.”

While Steve spoke, Eddie maneuvered himself around the familiar kitchen. He grabbed a clean kitchen towel and dug out an icepack from the freezer. After wrapping it up, he handed it to Steve, who delicately placed it over his eye.

Steve continued to explain how he made sure he settled in a spot that would give him a good view of both the parking lot and the playground. Everything had been going well. All the kids were having fun, although Max had tumbled a couple of times while trying to find her balance on the skateboard. Then Steve had been distracted.

Erica had gotten a bit too into a game of chase. She had started to get a little wolfy around the edges. Lucas had immediately shielded her from view by throwing his hoodie at her face. Steve guided her a farther away from the playground to somewhere more quiet and secluded to give her a moment to calm down. Once she had collected herself, she and Steve rejoined everyone at the playground. Steve had given the playground a quick lookover to make sure everyone was still accounted for, but when he’d looked for Max over at the parking lot, a man was with her.

Steve had been too far away to hear what the man was saying, but the man was way too close to her. Max had frozen in place. If the unknown man approaching her hadn’t been alarming enough, seeing her freeze like that set off all sorts of bells. While Max wasn’t Steve’s foster kid, he knew her well enough by now to know that, when cornered, Max's first instinct was to fight, not flee or freeze.

“I ran over there as soon as I saw what was happening,” Steve told Eddie, as if Eddie would ever doubt him. Steve had a protective streak to rival a werewolf. “By the time I got to them, he had grabbed her by the arm.”

Steve had shoved the man away from her the moment he had gotten within reach. From there it had devolved into a fistfight that left Steve in his current state. Thankfully the other kids were too wrapped up in their playground games to realize what was happening at the time but one of the other parents at the playground had seen and used the nearby payphone to call the police. The cops showed up to break up the fight. As far as Steve was aware, the man who had grabbed Max was taken away by the cops. They took some statements from witnesses, but Steve, to Eddie’s utter lack of surprise, insisted on going home with his kids rather than going down to the station.

Eddie was grateful for that. He had seen how cops treat people they consider less than human, even when they didn't have an ounce of supernatural blood in them. Little Horrors in distress were not always great at keeping their human faces on.

Once Steve finished updating Eddie, he went to reassure the other kids while Eddie made his way to see Max. Eddie had barely stepped into the guest room Junior had made for Max before Max shot to her feet. She was very pale, made even more apparent by the dark red feathers that had sprouted through her hair and along her face. Her hands were rough and clawed.

“He found me,” Max said. “Billy found me. He tried to take me away.”

Eddie swore under his breath. It was just as he had suspected. He didn't think the cops would hold Billy for very long. He had to start planning a defense but first, he wanted to comfort Max, offer some reassurance. He stepped closer to her but slowed his movements at Max’s flinch. Instead, he redirected and leaned against the dresser close to Max. Her jaw was tense. She crossed her arms, clutching at her elbows.

“But he didn’t,” Eddie said firmly. “You’re still here. Steve stopped him and you’re safe.”

Max’s breath hitched.

“Is…is Steve mad at me?” Her claws dug into fabric at the elbows of her hoodie, nervously shredding it. “I have my backpack in the closet. I can leave. If he’s mad.”

“What? No, no, no, Max, Steve’s not mad at you. He’s worried, but he’d never get mad at you for something like this.”

Her voice dropped to a shamed whisper.

“But Billy hurt him so bad. He broke Steve’s face,” her breath hitched again, but she had yet to break into tears. It hurt Eddie to see her try so hard to keep it together. “It's all my fault, he’s going to be so mad.”

“Max Mayfield, listen to me,” Eddie said fiercely. “None of this is your fault. This is all on that hunter. Steve doesn’t blame you and he’s not mad at you.”

She gnawed at her lip, eyes cast down. She didn't believe him, he could tell.

"Billy's going to come back. He’ll hurt Steve again," Max said.

"If that happens, and I'm not saying it will!" Eddie said. Though he knew she was right about Billy. Billy was a stubborn, possessive, and angry man. "But if it does, it still wouldn't be your fault. He's a grown up making his own awful decisions, okay?"

"Okay," she said despondently, though she no longer sounded like she would break into tears.

"I need to let Steve know what to expect but he'll probably come up here after to check on you if you're okay with it."

Max nodded jerkily, not looking at him. Eddie suppressed a sigh. Max had been making so much progress, opening herself up more to others and getting attached to things that interested her. If Eddie hadn’t hated Billy already, the sight Max retreating into herself again because of his reappearance would’ve done it.

"Do you want to be alone? Or do you want some of your friends up here with you?" Eddie asked.

Max shrugged. Eddie glanced over at the unmade bed. The underneath looked darker than it probably should be. He smiled tentatively at Max.

"I think El is already under the bed, so if you want to be alone…"

An oozing black tendril squirmed out from underneath the bed to wrap gently around Max's ankle. Some of the stress that pinched Max’s expression eased at the touch. She easily dropped to the ground and scooched into the cramped space beneath the bed.

“You are safe, Max,” El’s voice hissed from the dark space.

Eddie left the room and closed the door quietly behind him. It was time to fill Steve in on some things he had hoped would never come up.

#trensu tells stories #hawkins halfway house for homeless horrors #i wanna say I'm about halfway done with the fic #but since my job has me typing 8hrs a day 5 days a week #ive stopped typing at all when off the clock in the hopes that the brief respite will give my hands some time to recover #they haven't hurt this bad in a LONG time and idk what's triggered it #but as soon as im physically able ill writing finish this fic and post it on ao3 #stranger things #steddie #hhh: tradition

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those who make sandcastles

leona kingscholar; 1,394 words; fluff... bc i was thinking about leona's power and... well.

he has never fancied himself a romantic (more a lazy realist, how could he not be, after all he’s seen, all he’s suffered, being born who he is — what he is), and yet the first time he makes you laugh, he wonders if he hasn’t just been lied to about what romance is for his entire life.

because how else is he to explain the way you make him feel, the way he can’t stop himself from staring when you move to brush your hair behind your ears, how his eyes are drawn to the sloping line of your shoulders when you sit across from him at lunch, shrugging or laughing at something someone else said. how else does he explain away the purr already curling up his chest the first time you reach out to run your fingers through his hair, tugging lightly on the ends, marveling at the softness, saying that you wished you had hair like this — so beautiful and thick.

“it’s the royal blood that does it,” ruggie had teased, giggling to himself, and leona had considered glaring, but it’d been too hot and he found he couldn’t be bothered, not when you were still absently running your fingers along his scalp, making a mess of his thoughts.

“i dunno,” you’d said, looking down at him from above, his head pillowed on your lap, a grin perched on your lips like fireflies on a midsummer’s night, “i think it’s all the napping. they don’t call it beauty sleep for nothing.”

“hn, you should try it sometime, it’s pretty nice,” leona had said, letting his eyes fall shut, his tail tapping lazily against the gorgeous green lawns, the shade of the massive willow tree above them sending dappled sunlight across your skin in patterns he wishes he could paint into the darkness behind his eyes. just so he could trace them over again with his fingers, trail them over with his lips.

and at first, the tells himself that it’s a summer thing — the both of you driven to incoherence and passion by the warmth, the heat, that something like this could never last, like building sandcastles in a desert storm but then one night, you tell him that even if that were true, nothing would change. that you’d still be here in the morning.

“but…”

“why?” you finish for him, turning to look at him, your cheek pillowed on your folded arm, your eyes a pair of twin stars, locked in orbit in a distant galaxy and, not for the first time, leona finds himself caught in the sheer gravity of you.

you smile, and he thinks he feels the entire world around him spin to a stop, the wind shushing itself in the ruffling feathers of sleeping birds, the jungle a respite of silence for a single beat, a single held breath.

he reaches out to trail a finger along the silken smooth of your cheek and you reach out to catch his hand, pressing his palm to you.

“because… even if this ends one day… it wouldn’t change what i feel for you now. and just because a thing might break or fall apart one day doesn’t mean it isn’t worth building in the first place.”

leona laughs, the sound deep and rich as it rumbles from him, even as he shakes his head and pulls you closer, pulls you into his chest, tight enough for you to squeal, pushing back against him, squirming in his arms — he breathes you in and lets himself sink into the scent of you, the sweet and musk of your skin, the slight tang of your sweat, the fragrance of your body layered over his sheets.

that night, he falls asleep with you in his arms.

the next morning, you wake up to find him already awake, watching you with half-lidded eyes, a broad, easy grin on his lips.

“good dreams?’ you ask.

“mm,” he says, stretching slow and deliberate before twisting in a swift motion to pin you beneath him, “the best.”

you blink up at him, slow and sleepy and soft, “what about?”

“about… all the castles i’d build for you one day.”

“one day?”

“yeah,” he says, leaning down to nose at the juncture of your neck, shivering as he feels your fingers tangling in his hair, the breaths quickening in your chest.

“why one day?”

“cause…” he hums, trailing his lips gently along the exposed skin one your shoulder, savoring the way you gasp when he lets his teeth catch along your collarbone, “i don’t want to build you sandcastles.”

you laugh then, and he drinks in the sound, leaning down to catch it between his lips, silently thanking the heavens that the temperature of the dorms is so carefully controlled.

“so… what kind of castles will you build me?” you ask, pulling away, all the sleep now gone from your eyes, replaced by a sharp, scorching desire, the kind of look that sets leona’s entire body aflame.

he growls, deep in the registers of his throat, his chest, his whole body rumbling with the sound.

“i’m gonna build you castles of glass.”

“glass?” you quirk your head, your fingers pausing in their slow but certain journey down the front of his already half-opened sleep shirt.

he grins, catching your hand and bringing it to his lips, pressing a kiss to your wrist and watching you gasp.

“yeah, from what i hear, they’re quite a bit sturdier than sand.”

“th-that they are but…” you hiss as he kisses up your arm before placing your hand behind his neck, his hands settling around you waist, “w-what’s all this about, all of a sudden?”

leona smirks before rolling the pair of you over to settle you over his hips, your hair spilling over your shoulders as you squeak and steady yourself with your palms on his chest.

“cause i’ve decided that i don’t want this to be over — i don’t want this to break or fall apart… i want this to last for —“ he still hesitates over the word forever, because sweet god, when did he become that kind of person, the kind of person who promises forevers, anyway?

“for a long, long time,” he says, finally, even as you press your lips and smile down at him, your thighs on either side of his, the morning sun washing the horizon in pinks and oranges, your cheeks a mirror for the blushing sky.

“and… what’s stopping you from doing that now?” you ask, walking your fingers up his chest, tracing your thumb along the line of is lips. he catches it between his teeth just to hear you moan.

“well… turning sand to glass isn’t exactly easy… we haven’t covered it in alchemy class yet.”

you tumble into a fit of giggles, burying your face in his chest, and leona finds himself laughing too, wrapping his arms around you, letting the laughter wash through him in waves, ebbing and cresting till he’s full to bursting with it.

“alright then, i’ll look forward to it,” you say, when finally, the pair of you have settled back into your bodies, your skins still tingling from all that laughter.

“you better. it’s gonna be incredible.”

“the most beautiful thing on the entire savannah.”

“mhm. and they’ll be strong enough to withstand any kind of storm.”

you grin, leaning up to press your lips to his jaw; he turns down towards you, catching your kiss against his.

“hm… but you’ll have to be careful,” you say, a bit breathless when you pull away.

leona hikes an eyebrow, “and why’s that?”

“cause glass is breakable, isn’t it?”

and here, he shrugs, casting his eyes back up at the high ceiling of his dorm.

“sure, but… if it breaks, then we’ll fix it. if it shatters then… we’ll build another one. a bigger one — a better one.”

because leona has never considered himself particularly romantic, but with you, he’s slowly come to realize that love, even more so than sand, is infinite. and you can always, always make more of it when you need it.

#leona kingscholar #twisted wonderland #twst #leona kingscholar x you #leona kingscholar x reader #twisted wonderland x you #twst fluff #leona kingscholar fluff #twisted wonderland fluff #twst x reader #floofy floof floof #no; i still haven't been able to finish chapter 2 in game but i'm watching the subbed story on youtube #also yall the manga is so good. not that i'd expect anything less from the LEGEND that created black butler bUT STILL #'nyway -- been thinking a lot of about braiding leona's hair..... so im just gonna...#keep on thinkin about that.

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