#😶‍🌫️ anon

[thewritingfairy]

When I think of nobody's child I feel that one of the most depressing and scary things is that the reader can't learn self defense/will have the hardest time learning it because of how their medical condition is, especially how it's got after Jason's beating.

I was thinking of an idea you can make into an UA where the reader's mother was secretly an ex assassin or a spy or something like that who was so good at what she was doing to the point that even Bruce didn't suspect a thing when he met her. He thought that she was a completely Normal person.

Maybe she left the field when she got pregnant, or maybe because of her medical condition.

The mom believes that the best way to protect someone is to teach them how to protect themselves. so she ends up teaching the reader how to fight, how to read people and how to know if someone is a danger.

I remember reading from a book named Spy secrets that can save your life. It's talked about trusting your sense of danger and knowing how to read people and situations.

It said that one of the best ways to not get in danger is to avoid it in a safe way. Know when to be nice and when to show how much you don't trust.

I wonder how much may change with this. Imagine the reader not telling the fam about how strong they are but the one who started to really see that they are strong are Damian and Cassandra.

Damian attacked them with a katana and in the kitchen and they blocked him and fight him of using a pan. (I took this one from Rapunzel 😅) Like imagine Cass walking in on the 'Normal' kid fighting the son of assassins. 🗡️vs🍳

Also imagine when Damian attacked Tim the reader defended him (using the pan again?).

I believe in this UA they will tell the reader about their nightly activities. Maybe the reader didn't want to join because they know their medical condition and how the vigilant life can negatively affect it.

I don't know how Jason attacking them will go. But if they are strong enough to fight off Damian they will be strong enough to fight him off (?).

Anyway, I love how you portraited Jason. Even if he is a bigger asshole in this fic (I love Jason) he's still believable in a way. I can imagine a universe that has a Jason who is like that. I mean there's a universe where Bruce sacrifices Damian to a Demon to protect Gotham.

Love your work. Please take care.

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Story mentioned: Nobody's child

First off, I absolutely understand why you feel that Reader's inability to defend themselves is one of the most scary and depressing thing. But what I believe is the scariest part about this is, they used to be able too. Reader always had moments of great health. Before Jason's attack Reader was already losing strength, but they didn't know why, after Jason's attack their illness just flared up.

They were able to defend Tim because their mom made sure to keep their health up when their first health flare disappeared. Reader's mama was basically obsessed with preventing another flare up, but did that obsessing in a productive and non-toxic way.

But your au idea is a good one, and Jason's attack would still make sense as well as the other details (to an extent). Health can come in waves, some weeks I do have the strength to carry 4 kilos with both arms. Some days I cannot carry 1 kilo with my bad arm. And I used to be able to lift up to 10 and 20 kilos (something I was really proud of and my doctor too, this was with the help of my bad arm/shoulder. I am advised to not pick up more then 2 to 3 kilos alone with my shoulder as it could stress my birth condition severely if I lift the object wrong).

Reader's health also comes in waves, and their waves are more problematic then mine because due to their drive to get out of the Wayne manor they forget to take care of themselves. And they have no one to help them, sometimes a wave is just too harsh and you cannot get out of it yourself, so their health tends to get worse and worse until their friends (and Duke) can help them or motivate them to try and get their health back.

But I like the pan idea, tangled is my favourite practice new languages movie bcs the humour of the pan hitting Flinn or another character translates in every language.

[kaionyx]

just learned my tummy is sexy, REJOICE

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Good love. Having any type of tummy has and will always be sexy.

[sdv-confessions]

I’ve sent asks before but uhhh I like the emoji anons so can I be 😶‍🌫️ anon?? Also I think my animal names are superior

just to name a few, I have a fuck named grapes (the duck walks up the the lemonade stand), three rabbits who’s names are all William Afton references (peepaw, Willy, and Mr. A), My goats are named Snoop Dogg and Amberlamps, a cow named pork and a pig named beef. Not to mention the turtle I names Michaelangelo

should I sacrifice my kids to have two new ones with funny names

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[smileysuh]

I fucking love frat fics, cause it gives me that same reality check of like yeah they’re hot shit and popular (cause they’re idols) but they’re still the same loveable idiots who would host a podcast at obscure times of the day even though their schedules are filled.

Tbh as someone who never plans to have kids (just like out of preference) I also love fics with kids in them. That Johnny bear fic had me clutching my pearls in all formats haha

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omg we're twinning on our love for frat fics! You're so right, you can do so much with hot as shit, popular non idol au's, frat's give them such a wide range to be as stupid as they want to be- I swear, over half of my word count for nct is frat fics HAHA- omg... a podcast fic would be so good 👀

i love that you know yourself enough to know you have a preference for no kids but can still enjoy kids in fics! there's nothing sexier than a hot man with a kid he takes care of... in a fic where you don't have to deal with any of the negatives of having a real child LOL Big Bear & Bee John has a special place in my heart too- that man is an UNCLE

[lesbian-smart-water]

Ask: (sent to me on discord and i couldn’t find the original ☹️) how does subby wands respond to you cumming inside of her without warning?

first of all, if she hasn’t cum already, she immediately does. she loves feeling so full of you, and whether you meant to or not, she can’t get enough. anything to make her feel less in control and more of a flesh light for you

[sleepinginmygrave]

sigh, im starting to think i like you

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WHO IS THIS

TELL ME WHO YOU ARE

RIGTT NOW

i know this ask is four days old but still 😔

[hisdearspider]

WHAT is UP wilby my GUY!!!! how long til THEY start hating YOU ehehehHHEHEHEHHAHHHAHE. OOOOO hows that little mental BREAKDOWN goin?????? HOW long til you get just as VIOLENT with em? -😶‍🌫️

oh, you're back.

i don't,, think anything i could ever do would make him hate me at this point. kinda opened that can of worms already.

my break down is going fine, gee. thanks for asking.

i'd never.. hurt him. i'm not that kinda person.

[snow-blower]

I wouldn’t recommend rings of power it messes up story and just overall isn’t good but that’s my opinion -😶‍🌫️

I watch all the other things before watching that then! It can be a disappointment for future Elisia!!

[sapphic-supernova6]

DEAR ANON 💀 men couldn’t read directions or listen if they’re lives depended on it. I unfortunately married one so I do have experience in this matter. They’re dumb. 👩🏻‍⚖️

Also is your user name a spin on Chappell Roan 👀

glad you got the reference!! love men couldn't do anything if a woman didn't do it for them first 🙄 you married one?!? oh, SINCEREST apologies, you really took one for the team babe. 😳

yes it is omg!!!!!!!

[thewritingfairy]

I just realized you typed "the bad family" instead of "the bat family" in the warning 😂

I love this one pun. If you don't mean to put it like that please keep it.

Also, I really hope the reader gets a healthy parental figure. They deserve better. I want to see Alfred watching himself getting completely replaced and knowing it's his fault. I want him to see the reader look at someone's with the same love they once looked at him with. No! More. Love and ease, the feeling of home in their eyes. That look that says 'I know no matter what, even if no one got my back,they do'.

Please take care of your health and studies and have a good day/night.

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That is, infact, a typo. A funny one at that.

But absolutely, Reader deserves a parental figure that doesn't fuck them over, gaslights them ect. And Alfred absolutely deserves the pain of being 'replaced'. But is it really replacing when he was never that person to begin with?

Enabling is also a form of abuse, people! And Alfred tends to be an enabler in my fic. A big one at that.

I'll try to take care of my health, but honestly why does health sometimes decide to just switch up for no reason, so annoying... anyways thank you, have a good day/night as well!!

[kaionyx]

i wanna be dumb, like not horny dumb (maybe in a few hours haha) but like ignorant.

im just so scared of like this world we live in and the fact that i have to work in it is miserable and i need a pick me up, sorry if its selfish

anywho hope you are doing well, please keep yourself safe bc as i can see you make a lot of people happy (or horny, but who said that?) including myself

havent asked yet but can i be the 😶‍🌫️ anon? if its not already taken

I get it, life is shitty sometimes. It’s just easier to have your brain turned off for a while hm? I am doing well thank you, lots of drinking and celebrating haha. But I hope you’re well also. And don’t be too hard on yourself love, it’ll work out and get better in time. It always does. <3

[depraved-gf]

"Well? What are you waiting for?" You hear him say behind you, sternly. "What..?" You softly reply, as you lay sideways on the bed. The cold of the handcuffs becoming familiar to your skin. You hear a clank, something metallic against wood; as he exhales with a sigh beneath his breath. "You like smoke, right? So get up, and come here. Inhale this... Now."

You struggle to get up but manage to tumble on the bed and can easily get up once you find a comfortable position on the edge of the bed. You freeze in place once you see him. Sitting lazily in one of the two padded chairs in the room. A joint that almost resembles a cigarette in one hand, a gun in the other. He raises an eyebrow. "Oh, this." He smirks. Aiming the gun at you.

Your heartbeat races. "Gotta keep you in line." He takes a drag from his joint, looking at you. "What are you waiting for?" He asks, smoke effortlessly escaping his mouth as he speaks. You hear a very clear click as he removes the safety of the gun. You take two hesitant steps toward him. When he straightens himself in the chair and points the gun at you again.

"Nuh, uh." You hear him say, as you stop in your tracks. He makes a circular motion with the tip of the gun. "At least give me a twirl..." He commands. You spin where you stand and then keep walking towards him. As you reach him, he slides the gun between your legs. Guiding it across your inner thigh, until it stops directly on your pussy, you can feel it through the fabric of your panties. You feel yourself twitch under the cold hard touch of the gun.

You stand frozen. "Bring your lips close to mine, Princess." He says as he smacks your cunt softly with the gun, making you twitch. Obediently in fear, you lean into him. And he uses his other hand to stop you, a few inches away from his face. "You have to inhale long, slow, and deep when you see the smoke coming out." He orders, as he brings the joint to his lips and takes a good drag from it. You can hear the joint crackling as he inhales.

He looks intently into your eyes as he does. Finally, he moves his hand away from his lips. He places the tip of his gun under your chin and uses it to guide your face closer to his. Once your lips are about one inch away from each other's faces; he partly opens his mouth letting smoke slowly start to escape. You feel the gun press into your chin. You start to inhale, filling your lungs with the smoke.

A string of smoke flows from his mouth to yours, carrying the scent of his joint into your nose as well. It makes your throat itch, but fear doesn't let you stop inhaling. You are scared to death, of finding out what happens if you do. You feel relieved as you notice the flow of the smoke start to decrease. Your lungs feel almost full. You can feel your brain start to go fussy. Your eyes get teary, blurring the room around you.

The itching in your throat gets unbearable. Without warning, you start coughing, smoke coming out of your mouth. He chuckles, using the tip of the gun to push your face away from him. You feel his hand grip your arm, guiding you a few steps through the room until the back of your legs touch the edge of the bed. And you fall backward. He doesn't let go and helps you stay sitting at the edge of the bed. "Compose yourself. Didn't you like smoking?" He says in a stern voice.

You nod, trying to breathe normally. Feeling your lungs and throat itching lessen. With your eyes closed, you feel him walk away from you and hear him drag his chair back, placing it in front of you. "Quick. I don't have your time." He claims. You open your teary eyes and look at him, a bit hazy. Your sight clears up after each blink. Suddenly, you feel a warm wave rush across your body. Slight pleasure accompanies this sensation, and you twitch between your legs. That's the weed working on you. And it's like he knows.

"I've set a timer on my watch. You must cum before IT goes off." His voice sounds deadly serious. He taps his watch on the gun. You get what he means. Sending you into a panic, as a shiver runs down your spine. "No moving, or finding somewhere else to rub on. There. Now." He orders. "How much time do I have?" You ask as you start rocking your hips in place, trying to get your clit to touch the mattress.

"Oh, you'll find out." He answers, sending you further into panic. You start moving frantically, jumping up and down, grinding your hips back and forth, desperately trying to find something that makes you feel a bit of pleasure. Knowing that if you didn't get it now, bad things could happen. Your wrists hurt from the cuffs. He chuckles, "Pathetic."

"Please! I can't cum like this. You know it!" You plead, pouting a little in frustration. He takes another drag, holding the smoke in, apparently ignoring you. His foot taps the floor beneath him a few times. "Fine." He says, a small amount of smoke escaping his mouth. He stands up and rushes over to you. He smacks the tip of the gun on your left thigh, signaling you to spread your legs open.

You do as instructed and spread your legs. He places the tip of the gun between your legs, with the tip aiming down at an angle. Brushing your pussy. You bring your hips closer to the gun, trying to have as much of it as possible touching you. He exhales a bit of smoke. He slaps your left cheek with his free hand. You can hear his watch rattling as he slaps you. It catches you completely off guard.

"What did I say about the smoke? You are wasting it. I shouldn't have to say things twice." He says angrily. You hastily start inhaling, feeling a warm fuzzy feeling in your lungs. He presses the gun deeper against you. And lifts an eyebrow. Understanding, you start rutting into the gun. Grinding into it. He looks at you like a wolf stalks his prey.

"Tick, tock." He mumbles. With the THC in your system playing its part; your skin tingles, and grinding on the gun feels all too good for you. You can literally feel the increase in blood flow to your pelvis. "Jesus, how long does it take you to cum? I think time is almost up. You better cum, soon." He commands.

You hump as hard as you can, feeling your clit brush against the now-warm metal of the gun. Clearly feeling your wetness around it, the fabric of your panties sticking to your skin. Your little hands trying to grip your ass, clawing at your skin to feel something else. The need for more touch and more pleasure is unbearable.

He grabs a fistful of your hair with no warning. "I SAID CUM NOW!" He pulls your hair towards your ass, yanking it; forcing your head back, and making you look at him. That, mixed with the rolling of your hips, and rubbing your cunt on the gun is exactly what you need to go off the edge. You scream out in pleasure, but can still hear his watch go off, beeping so loud it's almost painful.

Your pelvic area explodes with euphoria and warmth. You are positive you just covered the gun with your cum. Your legs fight back muscle spasms, making your whole body shudder. Your moans become loud and irregular. Your whole body cums. He pulls the gun from between your legs, and with one swift movement places the tip of the gun to your chin and pulls the trigger. *CLANK*

Your eyes grow wide and you breathe shallowly, panting and still gasping for air. Nothing happens. Tears escape your eyes and fall down your cheeks. He tosses the gun aside. And grabs your face, placing his hands on your cheeks. Crushing your tears with his hands. "Literally, saved by the bell..." He says as he looks into your eyes.

"I guess you were a good little slut after all." He says as he places both of his hands around your neck, Pushing you down onto the mattress, making you feel the wet spot you left with your legs. You are still looking up at him, too shocked to move, still rattled by the orgasm. He leans over you, kissing your lips savagely, desperately. You close your eyes for just a moment longer than a blink, as your wrists fight the cuffs holding them.

You moan into his mouth. Overpowered. He pushes you back, and you fall onto the bed. Panting. He grabs the gun from the mattress, and you hear him pace calmly back to his chair. He proceeds to sit back down on the chair, inhaling deeply. "You did good." He pauses. "Tho I'm not satisfied. I want another one." He orders. "Maybe this time, I'll let your hands lose." Silence. "What are you waiting for? Get started." He barks.

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This is not the story I was talking about, but one I recently wrote. hehe

CLOUD. Oh my GODDD. I usually wait to answer asks at least 1 day a week but this couldn't waittt omfg 😵‍💫

Uhm. I'm speechless. And absolutely dripping at work. Typically I can respond how I would in the story but I just wanna let this be its own thing for my other lil subbies to enjoy. The way you have every bit of the shit I'm into in here 👀👀 jfc I NEED MOREEE. ᴾˡᵉᵃˢᵉᵉᵉ

You continue to elude me. Now I'm getting v v curious 🤔

[smileysuh]

I dunno if it’s just me but I have a love hate relationship with ghost/spirit fics cause I love the concept but hate the thought of the reality you know? Ghost voyeur hyuck? Hot. Dead hyuck? Not so hot.

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Have you ever thought of writing spirit fics, but more in the realm of like disconnected soul style? Like the spirit haunts the area of where the incident happened of like their home but the body is in a coma in the hospital? I dunno I’d love the happy ending of like the witch sending the spirit back instead of dwelling on the thought of one of my favourites idols demise. I’m just curious about your opinion 🤔

no, you're so real for this- I've written two ghost fics now and they both feel very bittersweet, in all honesty, I don't think I'll do another ghost fic for a long time- I generally stay away from angst, many of my fics are crack/frat fics because I like to keep things light-hearted, ghost fics are definitely a different realm for me haha

I think for Ghost House, it was important that Hyuck had been deceased for 20 years, he was depraved and a near virgin, lol, the longing for having someone to share the house with after years of scaring people out that he didn't deem worthy was one of the plot points so I couldn't achieve that with a lost spirit type situation with a real body in a hospital somewhere

but it's an interesting idea! Like I said, likely no more ghost fics in the near future, but a lost spirit with an in tact body could be something I'll consider :)

[hotchs-big-hands]

Yk, a lot of the people that post here seem to be in a medical field like @criminalskies @slutforsilverfoxes and I'm pretty sure I follow a few more who are in the medical field in some way

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Yeauhhhhh lots of big brained ppl around here !!

[sleepinginmygrave]

you saw my anon 🎀

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I DID

WHO IS THIS :(((

i was about to say HAH BOW EMOJI but so many people use bow emoji now so idk😔😔 PLEASE TALK TO ME

[snow-blower]

let’s say it’s robb stark (just gonna go by 😶‍🌫️ for now)

Pegging Robb Stark, I fear. Need to bend him over his desk when he works too late into the night, fuck him until he's drained and tired. And then cuddle up to him. ✋😔