"I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can)" makes me think of Buddie Mafia AU.

In which Eddie is a mob boss and he meets his match in Buck when this smug firefighter/math prodigy stumbles across his poker game and cons him out of his money. Eddie plans to kill him but Buck isn't even afraid of him. In fact, he just flirts with him and calls him endearing names and Eddie isn't sure why he likes it so much. At some point, he climbs into Eddie's lap, gently touches his face, and says "You're such a good boy, aren't you? Such an angel who just wants someone to love him." And Eddie just fucking whimpers. He didn't even realize he had a praise kink.

P.S. I am actually writing something very similar to this already. It's basically mob boss Eddie being submissive to Buck. I wanted to make it an omegaverse but I'm still deciding if I'll add that element.

Taken - Zutara - Part 6

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Katara stands out on the ice, staring out after the dissipating trail of smoke. It was her father, about to leave to go hunting with a few men, who finds her.

"The ship is gone," she said when he approached, unsure of what else to say.

He looks at her, confusion written across his face. "Prince Zuko assured me that they would be gone by morning. Are you worried they'll come back?"

No, she wanted to say. She was worried they wouldn't come back. But she couldn't tell her father that. So she shook her head and numbly went back inside the village walls.

The rest of the day was a haze. She numbly went about braiding cords under her mothers watchful eye, messing up more than she succeeded. Sokka hovered, always nearby, even as he worked with some of the other boys to pack snow into a few holes in the village wall. Katara looked down at the cords in her hand, finding the misshaped braid offensive. Had she always been so clumsy with this?

That night, after another bland dinner, Katara crawled into bed, quickly surrounded by the warmth of her family. But it was heavy, stifling. She did her best not to squirm, even as Sokka snored nearby.

She barely slept, only to wake at dawn once again.

Standing once more at the section of ice where Zuko's ship had docked, Katara did the only thing she knew she could do. She set about her bending forms. As she pulled water from the sea and threw spears of ice with increasing at the icebergs off shore, Katara wondered if Zuko would ever return. Now that he had fulfilled his promise and returned her to the water tribe, she wondered if he would return home and never think of her again. Had that all she had been to the Fire Prince? A promise to be fulfilled.

"Katara," her mother called. "What are you doing out here?"

She looked back at her mother, her hair blown into her face. She could feel the top knot bun beginning to fall. She was a mess, angry and furious.

"Bending," Katara managed to say, though she could barely hear herself speak.

Her mother studied her for a moment. "Come inside. Let me fix your hair."

Without knowing what else to do, Katara followed her mother inside. She sat, as still as she could manage. Her mother spoke softly, telling Katara about some of the things she'd missed. Sokka had started training to be a hunter. Gran Gran was one of the head elders. Katara wasn't really listening, instead frowning as her hair was combed and pulled.

"Done," her mother said, clearly happy. "Better?"

Reaching back, Katara felt the long braid in her hands. It felt... odd. She'd worn her hair down as long as she could remember, save for the top knot. She could feel a slight breeze against the back of her neck.

"Yes," she lied. "Thank you."

Her mother smiled, more at ease than ones Katara had seen yesterday.

By noon, Katara had tugged the braid out and put it up in the traditional Fire Nation style.

As days passed, Katara continued to leave the village and train. Her mother would eventually bring her back, but it was in vain. Katara started to notice the looks the other villagers gave her. The way they whispered and pointed. The younger children began to avoid her, their parents giving warnings. She was so very red, so Fire Nation. See how she moves? See how she wears her hair? They have made her one of them.

Each morning, Katara takes a deep breath, and holds herself with pride. She had survived years in the Fire Nation, proving her worth as a healer. Now, she will survive in the Southern Water Tribe, proving her strength. She claimed an empty section of the village as her own, a mat laid out for her there, as she spent afternoons meditating.

A month into her return, she gained an opportunity. A warrior returned from a hunt with a gouge in his leg from the claws of a polar leopard. As her father discussed with the family what could be done, Katara approached the warrior. He stared up at her with fear in his eyes and his jaw set. All men were the same when they were wounded.

By the time her father had returned, Katara had moved back to her little spot. She watched, sitting straight and prim, as her father and the warriors family cried out in shock at seeing the severe wound as nothing more than faded scars. When her father looked towards her, she simply bowed her head. Healing was her job, and she was very good at her job.

A few days later, she finds her little spot turned into a proper hut, snow packed into walls, with enough space for her and another, the door wide. Slowly, people pop in, asking for help with all sorts of wounds. The tribe is always stiff, overly polite and anxious, each time they come to her. Katara doesn't care, simply doing her job and giving a polite bow when her patient leaves.

That night, when the air of her families hut seems to weigh her down, she gathers her things and moves into the healing hut. Her family is upset in the morning, but she can't bring herself to care. She feels like she can finally breath at night.

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DP x DC Writing Prompt

For whatever reason, Tim hires Danny as a bodyguard/assistant (unaware of the ghost powers until later). Tim only did it for appearances but hey, Danny is actually really good at his job and understands completely that sometimes, Tim just needs to disappear for a bit and that it just happens to coincide with there being a problem in Gotham. Danny even lets Tim drink all the heavily caffeinated coffee he wants and doesn’t try to limit it like Tam tries to do (considering Danny drinks just about the same amount… (Tam tried to have an intervention, it did not work)). It’s going great…

… then Tim realizes that Danny has been bodyguarding him and secretly assisting him while Tim is out as Red Robin (how does Danny know Tim is Red Robin? Who knows). Eventually, Tim learns to accept it and you know what? Danny is a great partner to have… on the field… behind the scenes, that is definitely what Tim meant…

Then one day, while Tim is drinking the coffee Danny prepared for the both of them, he realizes where they both are and has just one question:

“When did Danny become his roommate?”

You know what I would find really hilarious?

CONSIDER:

The Avengers meet God of Stories Loki and Mobius. Mobius is very charming, very folksy. He pours everyone coffee. Makes sure the thermostat in the conference room is at a comfortable temperature. Offers croissants. All the markers of a good host.

The Avengers all like him right away but are wary of Loki. After a comedic abridged version of a TVA infodump, in which Loki and Mobius ping-pong little details and show their whole squabble and tease dynamic, one of Kang's underlings is captured.

MOBIUS: Okay. Think I got a read on this guy. You wanna take a swing at him for intel or should I?

LOKI: I think you should. Y'know, trying out the whole 'good guy' bit.

MOBIUS: Sounds good. Gentlemen's competition. Time me?

LOKI: Of course.

And the Avengers watch as this cozy little human goes in and just EVISCERATES the underling. No weapons. No superpowers. Just WORDS.

The underling is on the floor, in a fetal position, sobbing and begging no more. He spills all the critical information they need. Mobius steps out.

The Avengers are in SHOCK.

BUCKY: (mumuring) ... Jesus Christ ...

HAWKEYE: (whispering) Holy shit, he's scarier than Nat.

MOBIUS: (to Loki) How'd I do?

LOKI: 2 minutes and 43 seconds. Not bad.

MOBIUS: Eh, still haven't beat your record.

LOKI: Well, I do have the advantage of magic. Should I take a handicap?

MOBIUS: Don't insult me.

What if—

Steve Harrington has an audio processing disorder and that's why he was staring at Eddie's lips in the Upside Down? Like, he certainly doesn't mind staring, because they're attractive lips. But also, it wasn't initially due to infatuation or flirting.

And then, when everything is over, him and Eddie hang out a lot. And Eddie notices that Steve still stares at his lips—like a good 99% of the time. So he just leans in and kisses Steve.

And Steve like blue screens, essentially. Like that's his moment of realization? It's not like he wasn't aware of his feelings for Eddie, but he didn't realize how badly he wanted them to kiss. But now that it's happened, he has even more of a reason to keep staring at Eddie's lips. (Even though it definitely doesn't help that he stops listening and processing whatever Eddie's saying, because he just wants to kiss so bad. So Steve has to kiss Eddie every once in a while to shut him up and then ask for him to start over. And Eddie isn't bothered by this, just rolls his eyes and fakes annoyance.)

(This is brought to you by the fact that I stare at everybody's lips and yeah, sometimes I want a kiss. But also, what the fuck are you saying? I have to know.)

Edit: I reblogged already, but there's a little drabble now, if you're interested! The link can be found here!

If I wrote a fic about the aftermath of Surv and Monk's family losing two pups at the same moment, would you guys read it?

it'll be filled with a bunch of my headcanons about them and I promise I'll make it interesting story-wise.

happy ending? depends on how generous i am. it'll probably only be a few chaps long. simply for fun!!

My Sister's Imposter (DPXDC PROMPT)

Danny owed Jazz, big time. And to make it up to her, he now has to pretend to be her at this big event that could pivot her whole career!

Well.. Jazz didn't ASK him too. Not that she could seeing she's stuck in confinement by her parents from a weapon they had built to stick Phantom solid. It had misfired, aimed towards Danny, when Jazz pushed him out of the way.. only for her face to be covered by the goo.

Danny took Jazz's flailing and signing as a yes, that it be a good idea. (News flash… she said no in all the sign language she knew. that this was a terrible plan.)

Sam said same thing- but she also didn't want to pretend to be Jazz. Tucker is helping out.

All signs point of this not working- but turns out it does. like… really well. Bruce Wayne was very interested in Danny's speech that he had to mid-way improvise.

Now anyone who doesn't want Arkham to change is after "Jazz" and Danny realizes he didn't think about AFTER the speech what to do. He only knows what psychology terms Jazz been preaching around him.

He prays it be enough until Jazz gets better or maybe not because these "Talons" are starting to worry him and the heroes are way too insistent.

Sam and Tucker helping Jazz get the gunk off her face when the parents aren't there. And feeding her through a straw while not telling her what Danny is doing.

OBVIOUSLY Bruce knows this isn't Jazz. He even deduced its her brother posing as her.. and the more they uncover the more he assumes the reason Danny is filling in for Jazz is because they would KNOW she was going to be targeted. And from what little they seen of Danny avoiding these hits done by the Talons, they think he's a meta. Thus starts them trying to keep Danny safe, figure out what happen to Jazz, and whose targeting them. They also think Danny is on to them so they have to play it extra careful, because they can't get him to spill information. Danny just thinks the Waynes are nice, and the heroes are annoyingly always there. >:T He doesn't want to wear a wig 24/7. Give a guy a break. Also imagine like it keeps cutting back to different ways Tucker and Sam are trying to get the gunk off Jazz's face. From chiseling it, to using acetone, to drawing on it from being bored.... until they accidentally spill the beans of Danny being in Gotham in her place... and he's being targeted. Thus Jazz with face full of gunk drives them to Gotham. Tucker crying in the backseat not wanting to die, and Sam screaming directions holding on for dear life but someone has to give directions to blind JAzz... Jazz definitely has her father's driving skills in this. PFFT then imagine it cutting back to like big reveal- and then boom. JAzz's car busts in, hitting whoever about to hurt her brother. Talons probably having realized Danny is meta, and one that they can use to get eternal life.. so imagine the shift in plans on their part. Bats just watched a purple sedan run-over the talons like they were traffic cones.

Big Big Big news!!

I have finally released the first chapter of this fic idea!! it has been a little while since I announced I'd be writing it, and it's not much in my opinion, but I think it's a good starting point :)

Go read it ->-> Here!! <-<-

DP x DC prompt - Kids Need Enrichment, So Do Ghosts

So this can work as either a DP prompt or a DPxDC prompt but seeing as I’ve been on a DPxDC binge, I will be tagging it as DPxDC

Danny’s universe is losing connection to the Infinite Realms (or is destroyed) or maybe he’s on the run or whatever. Anyway he ends up creating a Haunt in the next place that is most connected to the realms (which is probably Gotham) and ends up being a teacher or part of a volunteer outreach group.

Anyway he ends up in the more crime ridden parts of the city and notices that there are children who are seriously missing enrichment activities. So deciding to kill two birds with one stone he decides to set a sort of community service program for his rogues and a recreation center for the children.

Ember teaches music

Skulker is like a boy scouts troop leader or whatever

Ghost Writer teaches English/Literature or Writing Workshops

Lunch Lady provides snacks and has a Home Ec class

Box Ghost helps oversee donations and makes sure the more unsavory criminals stay away from messing with them

Johnny 13 maybe has a workshop class

Tired/sleepy prompts please!

Here we go :)

Tired/sleepy prompts

A and B huddling on the couch together under a fluffy blanket after a long day, just enjoying the shared warmth and closeness.

A loves to watch B sleep since that's the only time B's features aren't shadowed by worries.

B refusing to get up in the morning because the sheets are so soft and A is too warm to let go.

A and B have to share a bed for a reason. During the night, A realises B rolled over to them and is mumbling how much they like A.

B knows A has trouble sleeping lately and decides to tell them a story to hopefully lull them to sleep.

Lazy morning cuddles when neither of them has to get up yet.

B coming home after a hard day at work and curling on A's lap.

A and B falling asleep in the blanket fort they built.

I hope these helped :) Have a great day!

I keep thinking about all those sexy huskerdust fics where they do that public sex vibe thing where its like oooo can Angel keep his composure while Husk does this to him but all I can think is like

Husk: bet u can't last the night with a toy in u the entire time

Angel: fuck yea I can I'm a professional pornstar. Watch this *disassociates on command*

Husk: oh no thats not what I meant at all oh god

Fanfic prompt: Aang sees a vision of the future, which gives him the hope to keep going.

Feel free to make something of it!

Red Robin Writing Prompt

Tim only told Jason that Jason had been cleaning up Gotham the ‘easy way’ is because Tim knows for a fact how easy killing is. He had his first kill before he was even 7 years old.

No one realizes this until Joker makes Tim “choose” between shooting one of two batfam members and Tim just picks up the gun without hesitation and shoots the Joker in just the right spot for it to be fatal but for it to not be an instant death.

Tim turns to Jason, “Like I said: Easy way out.”

CONSIDER:

The only one powerful enough to defeat all the Kang variants and stop the multiversal war is Loki.

Mobius looks for Thor and begs him to help him free Loki from Yggdrasil.

Thor asks him who he is. Mobius replies, on different occasions during their adventure:

"We used to work together ..."

"He's my friend ..."

When at last they arrive at Yggdrasil and weave their way into its center, Mobius insists that Thor should go in first.

Thor and Loki have a tearful reunion. They embrace long and hard. Thor can't believe it. His brother looks and acts so different from the Loki he knew.

After explaining everything they have each been through, Loki peers over Thor's shoulder and discovers the most precious person in his life that he never thought he'd see again. He whispers:

"Mobius...?"

Mobius smiles. True to form, he cuts the tension with humor, "Didn't think you'd get rid of me that easily, did you?"

Loki runs to Mobius and sweeps him into an intimate embrace. His nose buries in Mobius's silver hair. Mobius presses his eyes into the slope of Loki's neck.

Thor watches the two of them, the way they talk to one another (his brow arches), the way they make each other laugh (his eyes narrow), the way they touch one another with profound familiarity (his jaw drops).

In shock, Thor drops mjolnir at his feet and clears his throat.

Loki turns to him. Shy and blushing, he stumbles over his words.

"Thor, this is ... This is Mobius ... My, uh ... my..."

Mobius intervenes, saying, "Partner. I'm his partner."

Love the idea of Hobie finding out that there's a "forbidden" dimension once he joins Spider Society. For Hobie, "forbidden" is code for "secrets inside" and he makes it a point to go there. No one tells Hobie Brown where he can and can't go, not even other spidermen.

He finds 1610 to be pretty unassuming. It's bright and colorful and everything New London isn't. It's snowing but Hobie doesn't get cold easily.

It's easy to find the Spiderman of this dimension. Hobie's spider sense alerts him to something big, and he's almost crushed by a monsterous Green Goblin being thrown into a wall. He jumps away just in time to avoid the rubble.

"C'mon, Norman, ain't you tired of this dance?"

A Spiderman decked out in black and red leaps through the air and aims to kick Green Goblin in the face. A huge clawed hand catches him by the ankle, but Spiderman twists and lands a kick square in Goblin's jaw with his free foot.

Oh, he's good. And fast.

Hobie watches as Spiderman lands on a nearby rooftop and they make eye contact. His spider sense tenses in a familiar way. You're like me, it whispers.

Stupid fanfiction idea: Star Trek Crossing.

Just an average Starfleet vessel completely crewed by small animals. Between shifts they visit a communal holodeck village. Nothing serious ever happens.

Until it does and Commander Nook needs to request a crewmember replacement. And the replacement's a Human.