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angelltheninth · 8 months
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Ok I cannot stop seeing MAWS Slade as a fuckboy, can you please do something with him and a fem!reader I beg! I know I'm down bad but I don't care lmao.
Honestly never thought I'd get an ask like this but since you sent it in Anon and you seem kinda desperate (in a cute way) I'll give this to you.
Pairing: Slade Wilson x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, flirting, hook-ups, sex to destress, rough sex, possessive sex, sneaking out, post-mission sex
A/N: I think Slade was always a fuckboy, we just always saw him in his older days. I really wanna know where this version of him goes though.
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Fuckboy!Slade who doesn't care what time of day or night it is, when he's horny he will find someone to fuck. He has you on the top of his list of sex friends because you never ask many questions about his missions, you don't need to know the details, all you need is to make sure he feels good when he visits you.
Fuckboy!Slade who never tells you when his next mission is because it's none of your business. You learned not to ask anyways. All that's important when he gets to your place is to fuck him as fast and as hard as possible because neither of you know when his next mission will be.
Fuckboy!Slade who doesn't bother with foreplay. Or rather there's no time for it. The moment he calls you you're already getting ready to receive his cock. Of course this goes both ways and you might get your mouth on his cock at some point during the encounter but it's never in the first round of sex.
Fuckboy!Slade who has a lot of photos of the two of you in his private phone. He loves when people give him attention but only on his own terms. The moment you try to take control away from him while you're fucking is the moment you see why he's one of the most dangerous men in the business. That too has it's advantages, secretly it is your way of taking control, you know exactly how he'll react.
Fuckboy!Slade who will brag about his sexual experience to you while you're bouncing on his cock. He loves to push your buttons and what better way then with a little competition? You need to show him why you're at the top his fucklist. You need to make him come harder then anyone else can.
Fuckboy!Slade who will embrace you, if only for a few minutes a night when you're done. He uses people for pleasure yes but he can be gentle too... when the sex was good that is. He never talks about this side of him and neither do you. In the grand scheme of things a few minutes of aftercare and making sure you're okay won't change much between the two of you.
Fuckboy!Slade who fucks you like he is the only one for you every single time. When he leaves he wants you to remember his cock well. Every time you put a toy or your fingers up your pussy he wants to be sure that it's his cock you're imagining fucking you. You have no idea if he's only like this with you or not but it is something that you've noticed about him,
Fuckboy!Slade who only speaks a few words to you when he's leaving. He tells you that it was fun, he tells you what he liked, he tells you that you were sexy, but he never mentions anything related to his actual feelings or yours. To let feelings into this would be the moment his entire persona falls apart and he cannot afford that right now, not with the kinds of things he does.
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punkeropercyjackson · 22 days
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Tw for sex talk but what fanon only Jason Todd stans would know if they bothered to read his comics is that Jason actually DOES have kinks and they're rough sex(Rose in Future State),pegging(implied with Artemis by the official Rhato artist)and even daddy kink like they're always talking about with Roy,Slade,Black Mask and even his own goddamn dad and older brother but it manifests in the recieving end(shown for a split sec in Lost Days).It's also canon incest is one of his limit's(saying he's grossed out at kissing any of his four brothers)and that he kills sexual abusers and pedophiles(pushing a sex ring runner off a roof as Robin and targeting a creepy teacher with that as the basis).But then they can't make 'daddy issues' jokes about him the way they want or have him brag about fucking Talia to violate Damian's boundries as a literal child over nothing or especially not guiltlessly ship him with Stephanie since if they have meet anywhere pre-Rhato he'd be in his 20s and her a minor and Kon and all of Tim's exes other than Steph are still minors.You can't call 'vibes' or 'coping' on him,he's straight up said he dosen't do dark kinks-Jason Todd's not a freak in the sheets,he's just a guy who fucks with vanilla flavors added
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alessabriel · 2 years
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“Batman training made you tough pup”
Deathstroke's words ring in your ears, so funny and airy, but you can't form words when you feel that long, fat cock deep in your gut, molding your insides to the shape of his cock.
The dark sheets that cover the mattress inevitably highlight your perfect pale complexion, highlighting your rosy blush so tender that it dusts your cheeks, part of your neck and your ears. Deathstroke can only smile when he admires you, beneath him going up and down his powerful strokes against your tight delicious hole, watching you cling to his arms for dear life, hearing your incoherent babble from your beautiful pink tongue hanging out of your lips. However, despite the ecstasy that I can bet runs through you, there is a deep sadness in your golden eyes, before he could even say the words of comfort that Deathstroke brought out very justly, he was surprised by a kiss with more tongue and violence than tenderness.
"Just fuck me Slade, please don't leave me"
A pang of pain stabs his heart as he watches you shed tears and try not to, the pleasure or the memories. He doesn't know and doesn't want to know.
"You are my puppy, I will never leave you, not in a million years"
And your hole gets that much tighter, even tighter, and it looks like you want to milk it for what it's worth. Slade just tries harder, so much harder and tears apart the sheets as he hammers into your sweet ass, your ever sweet cuddly hole that he loves to eat and fuck so much. He can't control himself, not when that sadness finally leaves you and he sees how your eyes little by little lose the notion of coherence, you just enjoy and that cheers him up.
You deserve only to enjoy and he would make sure of it, to wrap you in his love and not let you go.
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oh-surprise-its-me · 1 year
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Pornstar Sladick au
Dick normally works with women switching but has been known to work with Roy. Slade works with men, and he really only likes working with sub bottoms.
Dick gets to make a film with Slade but the plot is different, Slade still tops but he’s the sub and the plot is Dick has to ‘tame the wild military man’
It goes about as well as you would expect (exceptionally well and they fall in love because I want them to and they get an even bigger audience once they get married)
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zeroducks-2 · 9 months
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Late entry for SladeRobin Weekend 2023 Day 1: Secret Relationship | Bio-Father Slade Wilson | Drugged
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frownyalfred · 1 year
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types, Superman - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Bruce Wayne/Slade Wilson, Clark Kent/Slade Wilson, Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne/Slade Wilson Characters: Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Slade Wilson Additional Tags: superdeathbat, Inspired by Fanart, Collaboration, for the lovely januariat on tumblr and twitter, Dubious Consent, Mildly Dubious Consent, Shameless Smut, Enemies to Lovers, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Alpha Slade Wilson, Alpha Clark Kent, Omega Bruce Wayne, Double Penetration, Knotting, Slade Wilson Being an Asshole, Protective Clark Kent, POV Clark Kent, Forced Orgasm, Simultaneous Orgasm, References to Knotting, really this is just the filthiest smut, Rough Kissing, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, i know some of y'all don't read this ship but i promise the art is HOT, Alpha/Alpha, Slade Wilson's implicit strength and pain kink, Clark Kent's implicit strength kink, Possessive Clark Kent Summary:
Clark bit his lip, struggling to keep his voice even. “Slade.”
“Yeah, sweetheart?” the alpha asked, not looking up from Bruce, “You got something to add?”
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arewordsenough · 5 days
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The third of four @fandomtrumpshate fics.
Rated Explicit - One Shot (2k) - M/M - Explicit Sexual Content
Summary: An alternate version of the scene from s02e05 "Deathstroke" where Jason is in on things with Slade. Things escalate pretty quickly as Slade decides what he wants to do with this new Robin...
Featured groups & pairings: Jason Todd/Slade Wilson
Key Tags: Honor Bondage, Sex Toys
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capriciouswrites · 2 months
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: DCU (Comics) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jason Todd/Slade Wilson Characters: Jason Todd, Slade Wilson Additional Tags: Sex Toys, Cock Warming, Bottom Jason Todd, Switch Slade Wilson, Switch Jason Todd, Top Slade Wilson, Topping from the Bottom, Bottoming from the Top, Dirty Talk, Edging, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Honor Bondage, Cock Rings, Anal Plug Summary:
“I was supposed to get off at five,” he points out reasonably, shifting his weight and fighting a groan.  “It’s ten to six ya’ll, I got things to do.”
The others are still protesting when he logs out of the game, turns off the headset, and then, just to be sure, double checks that it’s all off.
Only then does he reach down to run his fingers through Slade’s hair. 
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samantha-rae-velcher · 6 months
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Master List
Master list Pt.2
YouTubers
Jschlatt
King pt.1 - smut
King pt.2 - smut/ fluff
Trust is for the weak - smut/angst
Trust is for the Weak Pt.2 - smut
Class final - smut
Class final Pt.2 - smut
Class final Pt.3 - smut
Dreams - smut
Frozen Treat - smut
Argument - smut
Aphrodite - smut
The Hunt - smut
Pretty Boy - smut
Crush - smut
What we once had - smut
Pipsqueak - smut
Silence - smut
Look at me - smut
Fireworks - fluff
Cuffed - fluff
Prized Possession - fluff
Moodboard - selfies your Bf Schlatt sends you
Moodboard - more selfies your Bf Schlatt sends you
Moodboard - pics you've taken of your bf Schlatt
Imagine - smut
Imagine - smut
Imagine - smut
Imagine - smut
Imagine - smut
Imagine - fluff
Imagine - fluff
Swaggersouls
So pretty - smut
Lights out - smut
The Key - smut
Psychedelic Love - smut
"Happy birthday, sweetheart" - smut
Podcast - fluff
Imagine - smut
Your Narrator
Sick Day - fluff
Wholesome Viking Warrior Pt.1 - smut
Wholesome Viking Warrior Pt.2 - smut
Mully
"Good boy" - smut
Three Way - smut
Lightning - smut
Just a downtown stroll - smut
Break it up - Smut
Pretty little thing - smut
"She's mine" - smut
Sweet submission - smut
Lust - smut
Double the man power (Mully and Narrator) - smut
Cold chill and steam - smut
Point Proven - smut
VR - fluff
Bridge the gap - fluff
"I love my girl" - fluff
Joshdub
Threebee (Josh and Juicy) - smut
Daddy's princess - smut
Tom Hardy
The League (Bane) - fluff
The League Pt.2 (Bane) - fluff/violence
The League Pt.3 (Bane) - smut/fluff
The League Pt.4 (Bane) - fluff
Fearless (Alfie Solomons) - smut
Red (Alfie Solomons) - angst
The club (Reggie Kray) - smut
Star Wars
Past comes to haunt Future to save (Din Djarin) - fluff
Tune up Pt.1 (Paz Vizsla) - smut
Tune up Pt.2 (Paz Vizsla) - smut
Little one Pt.1 (Paz Vizsla) - smut
Little one Pt.2 (Paz Vizsla) - smut
Little one Pt.3 (Paz Vizsla) - fluff
TWD
Two hearted love (Aaron) - fluff
Trust needs to be earned (Aaron) - fluff
"Give me your hand" (Aaron) - fluff/ Violence
One on One (Eugene Porter) - fluff/ Violence
Stranger Things
Fight or flee Pt.1 (Eddie Munson) - fluff
Fight or flee Pt.2 (Eddie Munson) - smut
Fight or flee Pt.3 (Eddie Munson) - fluff
"Don't tell me you're getting mushy"- fluff
Shameless
"Tell your boyfriend I'll kill him" (Mickey Milkovich) - smut
The more you know (Mickey Milkovich) - smut
My wife (Mickey Milkovich) - angst/fluff
Keep off (Mickey and Ian) - fluff/Violence
What I own (Mickey and Ian) - fluff/ Violence
Boyfriend like Girlfriend (Mickey Milkovich) - fluff
The Last Of Us
"I love you, Y/n only you" (Joel Miller) - fluff
The Witcher
Silver and White (Geralt of Rivia) - fluff
DC
Pretty (Joker) - Violence
I promise (Slade Wilson) - angst
General's gaze (General Zod) - smut
NCIS
"Fuck you, Dinozzo" (Tony Dinozzo) - fluff
Boardwalk Empire
Gangsters Paradise Pt.1 (Al Capone) - fluff
Gangsters Paradise Pt.2 (Al Capone) - fluff
Gangsters Paradise Pt.3 (Al Capone) - fluff/Violence
Gangsters Paradise Pt.4 (Al Capone) - fluff/Violence
Gangsters Paradise Pt.5 (Al Capone) - fluff
Mafia Pt.1 (Charlie Luciano) - smut
Vecchio Amico (Charlie Luciano) - fluff
Slashers
"The only monster I see is you" (Thomas Hewitt) - smut
All my stories wouldn't fit on this page, so I had to make a Pt.2
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allzelemonz · 24 days
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A Test: Slade Wilson X Male Reader
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Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘boy’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut, violence Warnings: Unhealthy relationship, power dynamics, mentor/protege, Reader is referred to as younger, forced masturbation, hand job, anal fingering, left unsatisfied, voyeurism, first time anal penetration Summary: During the usual sparring session of your training Slade gives an unexpected order.
Learning under Slade is not easy. Constant training, lacking privacy, overwhelming expectations. But you signed up for it. Still, your body aches from sparring, your head hurts from keeping up with tactics, nothing is ever rested and well. Everything is a constant test. Including now, dead center of the training room with fresh bruises all over your skin and sweat soaking through your clothes. For a moment you think you’ve misheard him because you’re so tired, but he’s just standing there waiting for you to follow orders.
“What did you say?”
Slade crosses his arms, looking down at you like you’re some little insect. “Play with yourself.” He repeats.
“I… w-what?” You stumble over thoughts.
Slade steps forward, putting a hand on your shoulder and squeezing enough to make your knees bend in an effort to relieve the pressure. “Get on your knees, pull out your dick, and play with yourself until I say you can stop. Understand, kid?”
Before you can manage an answer, he pushes you down. You land hard on your knees and feel the shock all through your body. Slade takes a step back, crossing his arms and looking down expectantly. He’s tested many things before and this is just another. Something about commitment or loyalty or some other value he expects of his protégés but doesn’t bother with in return. And there will be consequences if you don’t comply or if you fail, there always are.
Your hands tremble as you move them to your pants, fingers finding the button. Slade picked the gear you train in, heavy cargo pants so you’re ready for the Deathstroke armor in the field. At the moment you’re just thankful it has a zipper so you don’t have to pull anything down. Him seeing your dick is humiliating enough.
Trying not to look at him, trying to forget he’s there, you follow your orders. You bring your hand up to your mouth and spit, then lower it down and fish out your flaccid dick, holding it firmly and starting to stroke. The cold air feels odd, the burning gaze on your head is worse. No matter what you think of, no matter where you look, you know Slade is there watching. His orders were to continue until he said to stop, and knowing Slade he’ll make you stop just before you’re about to finish. So, in a way, you’re kind of glad you can’t get hard.
Slade doesn’t share the sentiment.
“Pants off.”
His voice makes you jump and you dare not look up at him for fear of upsetting him. He must be in a mood today given the pain you now feel in your ribs from sparring just moments ago. Best not to do anything that could make that worse. So you follow orders, tugging your pants down and kicking your boots off before returning to your kneeling spot on the floor.
Just as you’re about to continue, Slade speaks. “Look at me, kid.”
Humiliated, heat in your cheeks, and bare from the waist down, you look up at your mentor. For a moment you wonder what it would be like if you’d been chosen by Batman or Green Arrow instead, men with mercy. But Slade’s cutting eyes slice those thoughts like his swords do people.
“You’re mine, kid.” He says, showing nothing but sternness in all of his expression. “Every piece of you belongs to me.”
“Yes, sir.” You breathe out, mind still trying to make sense of this test but still knowing how he likes your responses.
“So when I tell you to fuck yourself, I mean it.” Slade’s eyes look over you for a moment before they float back to your own. “Both ends, boy.”
Your heart drops, air choking itself in your throat. You’ve never done that, always been too scared to. “Slade, I—“
“Fingers in your mouth first, I’ll teach you.”
Your mouth opens slightly, no sound coming out despite effort to protest. The looming idea of what Slade might do in the face of disobedience with this new context open, you raise your hand and timidly suck on a few fingers.
“That’s a good boy.” Slade chuckles. “Get them nice and coated then reach around and feel. You’ll know it when you find it.”
For a moment the image of Slade doing this to himself crosses your mind because how else would he know how to do it? 
Slowly, you pull your fingers from your mouth. For a moment you eye the way they shine in the light, then you follow orders. It feels humiliating, but that’s probably what Slade wants. Killing, dying, pain, are all easy but embarrassment is hard to take, especially in front of a superior. Your fingers slide along skin, poking between cheeks until they brush against a spot that makes you sit up straight. Your spine tingles and you can hear Slade chuckling but you keep your eyes fixed on the floor. Carefully, you poke around and manage to push a finger inside of yourself for the first time. You grit your teeth, not wanting to show weakness of any kind in front of Slade.
“Both ends, kid.” Slade scolds.
You will your other hand to stroke again, the dual sensations becoming overwhelming quickly. It hurts to fuck yourself on your fingers but there’s little tingles of pleasure in there when you push deep enough and with the new sensation, you dick finally starts to harden.
“Stop.”
You freeze, looking up at Slade with trembling muscles and twitching hands. Finally turned on and he makes you stop.
“Take a cold shower and don’t touch yourself for a month.”
He doesn’t say more, just turns and leaves you alone in the room with your dick in your hand and skin hot with need that you’re not allowed.
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scourgeofgotham · 11 months
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Violet and Crimson
Chapter Four
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Warnings: SMUT 18+
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Graphic Sexual Content, Crying, Unresolved Trauma, Dom/Sub, Slapping, Praise! Kink, Begging, DD/LG, Stockholm Syndrome, Mentions of Self-Mutilation, Hallucinations, Grief, Death, Reader has PTSD
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Watching her boyfriend die after she was so close to saving him, crushed her. If he didn't fight with her, she could have gotten the barbwire off. She kept going through scenarios in her head about the two of them escaping Arkham together, trying to cope with the loss. She couldn't tell Bruce, he would be upset at her for not being as to save him. She barely talked to Dick anymore and the same with Babs.
She was all alone again.
The guilt clouded her mind, the grief made her self-destructive, and seeing it unfold made her depression even worse.
She would hallucinate that he was there next to her, still alive, still hers. Then when she felt a smidge of happiness, she would hallucinate that he died. Different ways for each occasion. In the morning getting ready? She would open the closet door and see his body hanging there. At the table trying to eat? He would slice his throat with a knife. She would immediately excuse herself and run upstairs and vomit.
The anger and grief filled so much of her broken heart that every time she got uncontrollably angry she would cut herself. Her whole body became littered with scars and fresh cuts that she couldn't go anywhere without covering up. Her anger became so volatile that Bruce would have to take her off the field. When Tim was given the new mantle of Robin, she came close to killing a Two-Face goon.
She would often sleep in his bed and sleep in his clothes, wanting to remember his smell, it eventually his smell went away. Nothing smelled like him anymore. She couldn't remember the soft buttery voice that she fell in love with. Or how his touch felt.
All of his bath products were used up in hopes of trying to recreate his smell. Once she got to the cologne, she knew it wouldn't work so she gave up. Eventually, she stopped sleeping in his room, and in her mind, she boarded it up.
After years of what felt like torture, the hallucinations stopped. It was two years since Jason’s death. Then she started getting presents. Roses would be sent to the Manor addressed to her. She would receive presents in the mail, and Valentine’s Day cards in August. There would be new sets of Lingerie that would come in with a note that said
“Can't wait to see you
-Your Knight.”
She backtracked all of the purchases coming into an account that, Bruce's money was going into. She tried to get information from the companies but had no luck. She held on to hope, one last time that Jason didn't die from the Joker.
She was at the bookstore one day, picking out some new novels, when she noticed a figure walking behind her. She only got a glimpse of his face and saw a scarred cheek, but not being able to make out what the scar was. She had alluded that this was Jason watching over her.
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Jason was trapped in Arkham for another 8 months. One day the Asylum went into lockdown, and he made it out of the abandoned wing. Only to come face-to-face with Slade Wilson, Deathstroke.
“I've been paid to assure you never get off this island.”
“I'll triple what the Joker is paying you.”
He ran off to Venezuela with Deathstroke and spent a year training and planning to make his militia. He adopted the moniker “The Arkham Knight” to haunt Bruce.
Jason returned to Gotham, he allied with HUSH to go on a fact-finding mission to determine the abilities of Batman’s allies. He spent time building weapons and tanks to counteract Bruce.
During this time Jason would follow his beloved Batgirl around sending her presents, and slowly taking things from her room to fill up their home. He put up camera’s around her room so he knows when to enter. He would climb in from the window into her room at night watching her sleep. He chuckled every time she would cry out to him
“Jason...”
“I know baby, I'm here, when the time is right I'll reveal myself. I gotta kill Bruce for what he did first, then we can be together again.” he whispered “I'm not mad at you for not rescuing me anymore, but I'm gonna save you from this monster.” He laid still next to her, petting her hair, occasionally he would sleep next to her, alert in case she woke up.
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“Love you, Daddy thank you for taking care of me.” her soft high pitched voice confessed.
“Love you too, Belle.”
She finally accepted her fate.
He took the mask that was laying on the bed and went to put it on, suddenly stopping when she went to reach for his face. “I want to touch...” she whined. He slapped the hand that was about to touch his disgusting scar, “Touch Daddy’s face, and I won't ever take off my mask again.” he growled. He put his hand around her neck. “You’ll never hear my voice, or better yet,” he leaned in close. “I'll never come back,” he whispered.
She was about to cry again, tears flooding her eyes when he slapped her. “I– I’m sorry Daddy, I prom– I won't– again.” she choked, the pressure of his hand made it even worse. He took his hand off of her neck and put the helmet back on. “Next time ask.” The distorted voice called out. He took off her blindfold, seeing how red and puffy her eyes were.
“Sweet girl.”
He got off of her and went to go off the bed then he felt arms snake around his body.
“Please don't go...” he heard her soft fragile voice. “I'm sorry.” He unwrapped her arms and got up.
“I have to.”
“Why?”
“When it's October 31st Bruce will be dead.” The distorted voice said. “Gotham is gonna fall.”
He got up and walked to the bathroom, handing her a satin robe. “The door is alarmed, anyone trying to get in or out, I'll know.”
“After Bruce suffers for what he did, we can be together.”
“When will you be back?” she asked softly.
“In the morning.” He put in a code on the keypad to open the door and walked out.
“I love you,” she called out to him.
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ftl-faster-than-life · 6 months
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I'm going to be a real bitch and ask "Just do it." Sladick :)
Hmm. I actually started something completely different for this prompt. However this idea overtook it so here we are. Soft, mushy Sladick with a side of whump and aftercare. TW for dislocations and injuries. Everyone's well over 18 but there's no smut, anyway. PSA: This is not an accurate depiction of relocating a shoulder dislocation. This is a romanticized depiction. Do not try this.
"Just do it." Dick murmurs, voice pitched low in the dark room they're currently holed up in. Slade squints his eye at what he can see of Dick's face, the tension in the narrow slice of his jaw illuminated by a strip of neon light that seeps past the motel curtains. His blue eyes catch the light, glassy and staring fixedly at some point in the middle distance. He's in a lot of pain. The dislocated shoulder isn't the worst of Dick's injuries, let alone the only one, but it's the last to be tended to and Wilson is once again impressed by the mental fortitude his companion has. The mercenary's jaw works, and then he nods once. Reaching up, he put his hand on Dick's shoulder, to the side of the injured joint. Slade took a moment to feel grateful that Dick was only hurt--skin bruised and broken, but warm and alive under his touch--before he gripped that shoulder more firmly, getting leverage. The small sound Nightwing made didn't deter him. Grabbing his arm just below the shoulder, Slade pulled: Out, then up. He heard Dick inhale sharply, watched his head drop forward as he weathered the pain of having already injured ligaments drawn taut. He felt the joint 'clunk' back into place. Dick sags as his hands leave him, and Slade reaches down to grab the younger man by his hips, pulling him gently back against him while turning his body so that the younger man can rest against his chest without aggravating his still aching shoulder. Grayson eased slowly, the adrenaline of the pain wearing off and leaving the kid dopey with the aftermath. Dick's cheek was resting against his chest, nestled against the white hairs that decorated the solid slabs of muscle. "You're okay, kid." Deathstroke rumbled softly, reaching up to tease a lock of dark hair from the messy tangle. He toyed with it, chin tucked to his collarbone as he watched Nightwing's blue eyes grow hazy. "You're safe." The safety was artificial, temporary, they both knew it...but for the moment, the vigilante allowed himself to be lulled into resting, curled up in the arms of a killer in some no-names hotel.
---- If you would like resources for emergency medical treatment like relocating a shoulder, I suggest you investigate local first aid courses as the internet can be unreliable on this topic. Please remember that relocating a shoulder improperly can result in nerve damage or major bleeding. If you think your shoulder's dislocated you should seek medical attention. Partial dislocations may allow you to still use your arm and mislead you into thinking it's fine, but can cause lasting damage to the joint, muscle, and nerves in the affected area. Thanks for reading!
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froggyfics · 8 months
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Masterlist
Here is a compilation of all my works!
Fluff = 💚
Angst = 🧪
Smut = 🍉
DC
Batboys (General)
Dick Grayson
Tim Drake
Damian Wayne
Jason Todd
Slade Wilson
Marvel
Bucky Barnes
EXO (no longer writing for this group)
OT12
Suho/Kim Junmyeon
Sehun/Oh Sehun
Xiumin/Kim Minseok
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zeroducks-2 · 6 months
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Slade/Barry anon here...I would be really happy to see what you come up with!
My friend, my dude. You have no idea what you have created with this ask.
I was supposed to write a little fun thing just for shiz and giggles, I'm now three chapter into a longfic which involves not only Slade/Barry, but also Eobarry and Sladick and I sure frickin hope I will manage to finish it because I'm loving it to bits.
Here, have a snippet.
(TW: RAPE, smutty smut under the cut, sounding, Barry is not happy about any of this)
The touch on the sensitive wetness of his heat feels overwhelmingly good and he's clamping down on the man’s knot almost immediately, despite the alien feeling of having it stretch him from behind instead of plugging his pussy. 
«I will take it as a yes.» Wilson starts massaging the base of his cocklet, then plays with the tip of the sounding stick and slightly pulls it out before pushing it back in, slowly and carefully enough for Barry to arch on his lap and shake his head. He can feel his sweet spot being teased from there and his pussy is twitching almost as if he was going to come again. 
«Stop, wha-» It happens again and his voice cuts into a throaty whimper. Sweat pearls on his temples and the other nuzzles it away with a low rumble. 
«I told you to relax.» He pulls the sound further out, his own waist slowly rolling to get his knot to slip further in. Barry can feel himself stretch around it at every little inch. «There, breathe. You’re getting to try so many new things tonight.» 
The sound comes back in with a rotating motion and he cries out between gritted teeth, feeling his pussy spasm like with an orgasm, slick gushing out. Wilson is moving the toy more liberally now, prolonging his strange climax, and eventually Barry is shaking and trying to catch his breath, grateful that the sound is being taken out. He glimpses blood running down his forearms where the bindings on his raised arms cut past his skin, the burning sting of raw flesh somehow grounding him. 
«Who's your Alpha?» Wilson asks, calming his breathing as well. He's enjoying himself, that freak.
«You wish.» Barry roughly replies, shaking his head to get sweaty locks off of his eyes.  «Get in the fucking line.»
The man snorts and dips his fingers inside his pussy again, easily fitting three at the same time given how drenched he is at this point. «That’s not what I meant, sunshine.» He says while nosing the side of his head. «I'm asking who claimed you. I can smell it all over you.»
Barry feels his throat closing up even as the man's fingers go over the stretch of his knot, still plugging him from behind. He can't help a noise from coming up but it sounds like his airflow is being constricted, and it also feels like that.
«No one.» He forces out, his body remembering the piercing hot feeling of fangs in his neck, and the helplessness that came with it. He pushes it away, it was long ago. He should have gotten over it already. There is no way anyone can smell it on him anymore. «You're... you're lying.»
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Chapters: 3/4 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Bruce Wayne/Slade Wilson Characters: Slade Wilson, Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake Additional Tags: Crack Treated Seriously, Crack, Gratuitous Smut, Relationship Negotiation, Bruce Wayne is Batman, Bruce Wayne is a Good Parent, he's just very tired and won't sleep, Top Slade Wilson, Slade Wilson Being an Asshole, Tim Drake is Robin, Enemies to Lovers, Protective Slade Wilson, this is for the batsupes discord, love y'all, no beta we die like jason todd, Bottom Bruce Wayne, Bruce Wayne Needs a Break, mentions of pre-superbat, this might read slightly like dubcon, but it's actually just because bruce is an asshole Summary:
“I want to pay you a large sum of cash or liquid assets -- your choice,” Tim said breezily, “to fuck Bruce.”
Well. That was a new one.
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20 Questions for Fic Writers!
Tagged by @itsfirecat and @thesandsofelsweyr (tagged me via @thejasonandsladeagenda)
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How many works do you have on AO3? 58!
What’s your total A03 word count? 257,825
What fandoms do you write for? Uhhhh DC and DC and DC lol
What are your top five fics by kudos?
✧ By Any Other Name (my first fic!) 1,056 Kudos ✧
This started from a short and sweet idea of "what happens when Jason realizes he uses the same nickname for Slade and Bruce?" I thought it'd be a dirty crack-fic one-shot, but now it's turning into an actual JaySlade getting together story, featuring some batfam feels, too. Also, Slade ambushes Jason on a rooftop and turns him into a hot mess, so that's pretty great too.
✧ Warmth 729 Kudos ✧
When Batman sliced Jason's neck open and left him for dead, Slade Wilson pulled him from the wreckage to patch up Jason's injury and his life. Jason doesn't understand why Deathstroke even bothers with him, but he's going to enjoy someone giving a damn about him while it lasts. He just wants to belong to a pack again.
✧ The Last Cookie 568 Kudos ✧
In the background of the Wayne Family Adventures webcomic, Jason Todd is hooking up with Slade Wilson. It's fact. Their growing relationship is all there in the subtext (if you squint hard enough, and make some wild guesses), and this fic illuminates the details of the story unfolding right under the Wayne Family's noses. Aka the fic where the Lazarus Pit left Jason stuck with raging hormones, and Slade's the only one who can satisfy him
✧ Two Raging Fires Meet 551 Kudos ✧
Slade takes Jason on one of his jobs to get them away from the overbearing bats. All is well for awhile, but then Slade does a classically terrible job of handling his feelings, forcing Jason to remind Slade that he's a badass vigilante who doesn't need Slade to be his keeper. Featuring Jason being soft, smart, and capable - Slade being a bit of a dumbass - and sex
✧ Parking 550 Kudos ✧
When Batman catches Jason stealing the tires off the Batmobile, Jason tries to make it up to him in the only way he knows how, but Batman isn't biting
Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? I have so many unreplied to comments right now and I'm so so sorry about that. I go on spurts where I'll get the number down lower, and then it'll get out of control again. I think responding is important because I know how much it means to me when people comment on my fic, and I don't want them to feel like their lovely words are going unread and unappreciated <3
What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I don't think anything I've written would qualify for an angsty ending lol, but I rather like this one, and it's more bittersweet, at least? Living in the Moment
What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Sanctuary has the softest ending (it's also one of my personal favorites ^.^)
Do you get hate on your fic? Not really, no. Or, not that I've seen, anyway/
Do you write smut? Alllll the time. SO much smut. Everywhere. 4 of those top 5 are E-rated. I think I write too much smut tbh lmaooo
Do you write crossovers? I've written two! Crossovers aren't really a default thought of mine, though.
Have you ever had a fic stolen? Man, I hope not
Have you ever had a fic translated? Nah. Someone did ask me, once, and I was honored to be asked, but I have weird feelings about my fic being out there on an account I have no control over.
Have you ever co-written a fic? Nah, though I'd like to give it a try ^.^ so many talented writer friends
What‘s your all-time favourite ship? Oh geez...so hard to say... I guess Jason Todd/Slade Wilson XD
What’s the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Aha the first series I ever started, but that's mainly because it's not meant to be a completed storyline, more so slices of life together. I have like, at least 10 ideas for future fics for that one.
What’s your writing strengths? I think I'm good at emotional smut, and a commenter called me "witty" recently, so that too? I'd like to be witty
What’s your writing weaknesses? finishing WIPs. Though I've already decided in advance that this next year is about finishing things. I won't let myself get distracted by prompt events or BINGO cards. I'll be all about adding more to the series I've started (hopefully finishing a couple), finishing longfics, and also working on bigger ideas that I've let fall to the wayside.
Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic? I think it's fine if it's done well and respectfully. And it is useful in situations where you want the reader to be able to translate something if they want, but you still don't want the POV Character to know what's being said.
First fandom you wrote for? Harry Potter. If anyone out there used to be in the group of people who wrote Marauders Era Fanfic with OFC/Sirius Black on Quizazz (now quotev) over a decade ago, hmu
Favourite fic you’ve ever written? Last time I picked something else.... but I'm watching Bridgerton rn so I'll have to go with Moonlight Symphony <3
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